The wind was picking up a bit outside the window, so I slowly pulled down the curtains and gently wiped away my tears, ready to take a nice hot shower and forget about the day’s troubles.
I went into my room and grabbed some underwear and pajamas. Suddenly there was a slight pain in my chest and I stroked it as if I had just accidentally hit it when I was being punched. Tears burst out in a flash.
I hurried into the bathroom with tears in my eyes, and on the way I had a vague vision of my mom looking at me sadly.
I closed the door and the shirt I had taken off, and looking in the mirror, I happened to see the bruise again. I quickly turned on the water canopy and stepped into the tub and closed my eyes, letting the cool water wash over me from top to bottom, and faintly, I thought I heard myself sobbing.
“Why can’t I be happy and have a happy home like other eighteen year old girls? Why?”
“Knock, knock, knock,” came a few knocks on the door and it was mom’s voice, “I can come in mom.”
“Mom? Come in.”
Mom pushed the door open and casually closed it again. I wiped the water droplets off my face and realized that my mom was looking at the bruise on my chest with tears in her eyes.
“Mom,” I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer, and despite the dampness, I hugged my mom tightly.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s mommy’s fault, mommy never defended you all these years, mommy’s bad.”
“No, no, I know mom suffered a lot too, mom, I never blamed you.” …… And with that, we hugged each other for a while.
After a few moments, my mom let go of me and proceeded to slowly undo her own blouse while saying, “Remember when you were a little girl and you always loved taking baths with your mom so much?”
I nodded vigorously.
“Let mommy do her duty as a mother one more time, okay?”
I didn’t answer, but helped my mom undo her bra.
Mom is forty-one years old this year because of that, but she has always stayed young and her figure has never gone out of shape. Sure enough, when I unhooked mom’s bra, a pair of extremely plump breasts popped out violently.
I immediately helped mom take off her pants and panties again. The dense pubic hair, delicate and snow-white skin, crimson nipples, and long slender legs exuded the charm of a mature woman.
Mom stepped into the tub, letting the water moisten her body first, and then hugged me tenderly. In a flash, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.
Mom’s hand slid to the bruise on my chest, stroking it gently.
I suddenly felt a crunch in my chest and my whole body shuddered. I felt so comfortable and happy.
“Mom,” I screamed meaninglessly. One arm wrapped around mom and one hand couldn’t help but go between her legs.
In that moment, we seemed to find solace in each other, to find someone to let out the pain we had accumulated over the years. We forgot each other’s identity, our distance from each other and our kinship.
Mom’s hands kept roaming all over my body, softening my breasts, lightly squeezing the tips of my already hardened nipples, my waist, my thighs, my belly, my…
The cool water made Mom’s body slippery, and her soft pussy lips were even more slick with slime as I traced small circles around her clit with my middle finger, and with a little pressure, I slid into Mom’s pussy.
Mom moaned “ah” at that moment. Her grip on my breasts tightened. My senses went sky high, and I shuddered and moaned as I crossed my left leg and hooked it around Mom so that my pussy could rub against her outer thigh. All the while increasing the number of fingers pumping inside mom’s pussy to two. I realized that my fingers were already covered in sticky love juice.
Mom’s right hand raised my upraised thighs and we lost our balance as a result and both lay down. This way, my fingers slipped out of mom’s pussy, and mom spread my legs as a result and brought her tongue to my pussy.
Mom lived up to her rich scripture sample as she started by licking the inside of my thighs and swirling around the outside of my labia majora. It wasn’t until I couldn’t take it anymore and my breathing was getting heavier that this began the assault on my flower center.
I felt my bottom already oozing good juices, and moisturizing my sensitive areas with mom’s saliva. Mom’s tongue moved faster and faster, and occasionally slipped inside me. I couldn’t help it, my waist subconsciously bobbing up and down with mom’s tongue. I softened my breasts, my waterlogged pubic hair, and I tried hard to push my legs wider apart so that I could have a more intense orgasm. I kept moaning and gasping, “Ahh! Ahh!” I can’t, I can’t, and with a shudder, I finally reach my climax, and I pull my mom closer to her lips and kiss her deeply. Mom’s lips were littered with my lewd ooze near them. A strange smell mixed with a sour taste, I couldn’t help but reach back into mom’s pussy.
Mom’s cunt was already on fire as it devoured three of my fingers, and I kept pumping back and forth, still sucking on her dark red nipples with my mouth. I sucked so hard that a little milky liquid spilled out of mom’s nipples. Mom was biting her own lips, her eyes closed, her haunted red cheeks were enjoying the supreme pleasure.
Mom’s love juices continued to gush, making her bottom softer and softer, and her entire pussy turned a deep red color. I grabbed a bar of soap and slowly applied it around her clit. I didn’t know that the soap would go “poof” into my mom’s vagina, leaving only a third of the soap still on the outside.
At the same time, mom moaned vigorously. I took out the soap, turned around, and spread my legs so that my pussy and mom’s pussy met each other. I don’t know if it was the soap or our love juices, but the slippery feeling made our friction smoother and more intense.
I felt the soft, hot lips of my mom’s pussy deeply. Our clits were both erect and we could even feel each other. Our lustful cries, and the sound of the rushing water, and the friction of our lustful juices made the pleasure scream overwhelming, and we reached another orgasm.
Mom and I rinsed each other off for a while longer, I was a little ashamed to say she was my mom after all, how could I… Mom seemed a little embarrassed too, had we just gone too far? Or maybe we weren’t ignoring our kinship, but rather another way to bridge the generation gap of the last few years!
We dried off and put on our pajamas and I led my mom into my room, “Mom, can you sleep with me tonight?”
Mom smiled and nodded.
I never thought that one day I would be able to enjoy sex with my mom, and now I was not only masturbating with her, but I was even enjoying it. Although, my mom and I were both a little embarrassed, the intense and deadly orgasms I had just had prompted me to lead my mom to my room.
Mom didn’t seem to want to part with it, and silently draped herself in her pajamas and went into the room with me.
I don’t know if being in the shower just now is called having sex, I got an orgasm like I’ve never had before, but my hymen is supposedly still intact.
I casually closed the door and turned around to see my mom stripped off her pajamas and was about to enter my comforter. Mom was wearing only a half-cup bra, two small pink pieces of cloth that couldn’t cover the huge breasts on Mom’s chest, the deep cleavage that looked like a passionate fire buried in it.
Mom’s small panties are also pink, as if also a little translucent, carefully staring, hidden unspeakable place is particularly attractive.
As women, we have one thing that completely trumps men. It’s that we can be sexually aroused continuously. That’s why when I saw my mom’s seductive body, a nameless desire unconsciously arose from it.
I also took off my pajamas and even my bra, leaving only a pair of panties under the covers.
“Mom, I…I want more.” I was unashamed to tell my mom how I felt. I knew that today might be the only day in years that I could feel my mother’s love.
Mom took my hand and led me to caress her entire body, from her face, to her soft lips as she opened her mouth slightly and ran her tongue over my fingertips. Then brought my hands to her thin neck, her smooth shoulders, then her breasts, her nipples.
I freed another hand to fondle my mom’s pair of breasts, I rubbed and tweaked them, I buried my head between them, carefully biting and licking.
Mom’s waist moved, bobbing up and down, she took the initiative to spread her legs, and rode on top of my belly. I felt my mom’s bottom soaked, rubbing and moving on my belly, the water marking my mom’s red lips calling out.
I shuddered as I pulled down Mom’s tiny panties and the soapy scent of the shower I had just taken greeted me. I moved my body and brought my mouth to mom’s pussy, combing the pubic hair near her labia majora with my tongue.
Mom’s hips swung even more as she rubbed herself on her ample breasts, pinching the red hard tips, her mouth softly making meaningless noises “mmmm, mmmm.”
Before long, my mouth was full of my mom’s lustful, slippery water, and I pushed myself up, moving my pointy right breast towards the opening of my mom’s cunt, continuing to rub my hard nipple against her sensitive area, where the soft breast met the hot pussy lips, accommodating each other as one.
My left hand wasn’t idle either, constantly thrusting into my wet pussy and stroking my erect clit as we felt the passion for each other and waited for the orgasm of lust.
Suddenly, I heard a push on the door and turned my head to find my fifteen year old brother looking at us with his mouth wide open at a loss for words.
All of a sudden my mom and I couldn’t wait to have a hole in the ground to go into, and I felt our whole bodies burning with shame.
For a while we looked at each other, unable to say a word.
In the end, it was mom who was more sophisticated, she stepped off my body, covered the more important areas with the quilt, and then softly said as if nothing had happened, “What’s the matter, something for sister and mom?”
My brother then woke up and cried and said to my mom and I, “Sis, dad, dad he hit me again. Mom, it hurts.”
“Come on over here and show mommy.”
Seeing my brother’s body bruised and purple, my mom and I couldn’t control our tears once again. Mom hugged my brother tightly despite the fact that she was naked, and I joined them in the embrace. ¨〕How long did it take, Mom took off her brother’s coat and said, “It’s late, let’s sleep together today.”
The lights went out and my brother slept between us, his eyes closed with a string of teardrops still on his face.
For a long, long time, somehow I just couldn’t enter dreamland, the series of stimulation just now made my whole body perked up, I subconsciously touched my lower body, and found that it was still so wet. I was wondering, suddenly a plump and slippery thighs across my body. I turned my head to look and was surprised to find that my mom was spreading her legs apart and her hand was stroking up and down.
I couldn’t take it anymore and rolled over my half-asleep brother and pressed myself against my mom’s body, a rush of pleasure surging through me as my breasts happened to touch her huge tits.
Our lower pussies were so wet that without further caressing, we pumped our fingers rapidly inside each other’s pussies. I contracted my pussy lips tightly around two of my mom’s fingers when I suddenly saw a stinging pain, as if my hymen had been broken by my mom, and I couldn’t help but yelp.
My brother was instantly awakened and once again looked at my mom and I in amazement.
But this time we couldn’t really help it anymore, and neither of us paid any attention to our brother, doing what we were doing. Even more arrogantly, I unknowingly managed to reach into my brother’s underwear with my hand and grabbed the rod that seemed to have thickened. I touched my brother’s urethra with my fingers and found that there were already a few drops of sticky liquid.
“Oooh, oooh,” moaned his brother.
After a while, my brother took the initiative to pull down his pants, and even rolled over and squeezed in between my mom and me. For a moment, my brother’s mouth was right on my lewdly splashing flower center. My brother also had no problem sticking out his tongue and licking it. And my brother’s small penis, which had already developed a bit, was right against my mom’s lips, and my mom closed her eyes and hesitated for a few seconds, but Len’s feelings were still no match for her sexual desire, and she took a bite of my brother’s glans.
My brother was a virgin like me after all, and within a few strokes he was shooting hot cum all over mom’s face. Mom didn’t care and continued to tweak her brother’s glans with her tongue. The room was filled with a strange smell of cum.
My brother was a young man, his cock was erect again in no time at all, this time I turned around and pushed my ass and pussy against my brother’s, and my mouth against my mother’s wet pussy, I sucked on my mother’s tasty labia, while my brother instinctively penetrated my pussy with his erect penis, an inexplicable and intense pleasure ran through my whole body, I hissed and moaned, I fought and struggled, I twisted my waist, I mercilessly bit my mother’s clitoris. twisting my hips as I bit mercilessly into my mom’s clit.
Maybe it was because my brother had just cum once, but this time it actually lasted over three minutes, and in the end, I lay on the bed almost out of breath, and my mom gasped and wiped her pussy lips with the covers, while my brother, because of the overindulgence, or maybe it was the first time, lay down on his back between my legs and ejaculated for a second time before falling asleep with his eyes closed without even pulling out his genitals.
A soft thing was stuffed inside me, I had an indescribable itch, plus my brother’s hot cum was also flowing inside me, I couldn’t pull out my brother’s penis.
Groggy and I drifted off to sleep.