Panty Wonderland

Long time no see, really sorry, a year and a half before posting a, take advantage of the New Year will be shelved for a long time the old article finished, due to intermittent writing, the plot may be a bit not compact, please add or subtract to see is it!

Messboy.

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Chapter 1: First Meeting

Open the locked drawer, a small drawer less than 50 centimeters square is stuffed with all kinds of women’s underwear, hundreds of sexy style, enough to make all the men wildly jumping underwear, neatly arranged in the drawer, this is all my collection of treasures over the years – my kingdom of underwear.

I cared for my collection like a pet and became familiar with the owner of each piece of underwear, and whenever I played with them in my hands, it was as if I were lingering on their owner, and how soul-sucking it was!

The reason why I became involved with women’s underwear goes back to when I was twelve years old. My little aunt, who had immigrated to the United States for many years, came back to Taiwan to visit my mother and stayed at home for more than half a month. Auntie had been the most beautiful one in the family since she was a child, and after years of absence, she had become even more mature and beautiful.

I can’t imagine that I’m only in the fifth grade of elementary school, but I’m thinking about my little aunt! But there was nothing I could do about it. At that moment, something on the back balcony attracted me, yes, it was my auntie’s underwear.

Women’s underwear can be seen on the back balcony every day, so it’s no big deal. It’s just that in the past, what I saw was limited to the underwear of the two women in my family – my mother and my sister. My mother’s underwear was always plain, not fancy, but just comfortable, and my sister was still young and wore girl’s underwear, which wasn’t appealing at all, and because of that, I regarded women’s underwear as just ordinary clothes. Since I saw my little aunt’s underwear, I was dumbfounded.

With sheer soft tulle, beautiful lace piping, and a sexy wispy design, I doubt that such underwear can cover anything. Yet this was exactly what Auntie Jr. wore on her body every day!

In this way, my little aunt’s underwear became my first collection, and even in today’s eyes, the underwear worn by my little aunt at that time is still called avant-garde, and therefore, the woman’s underwear made me fall into a bottomless abyss, and it has been difficult to extricate myself from it ever since.

In my collection, except for a few from my mother and sister at home (on the one hand, the style is not very attractive, on the other hand, I am afraid of attracting their attention, so I only occasionally play with it in the bathroom, or even use it to masturbate, but not collect it), but most of them come from the tenants next door.

I really don’t know if it’s a coincidence or an arrangement from heaven, but since a private women’s college is right across the street from my house, the owner of the house next door then rents out his house to female students on a long-term basis, and because of that, a whole row of female underwear can be seen on the back balcony next door at almost all times. Of course, girls in their early twenties don’t wear overly sexy and revealing underwear, but occasionally there is still amazing underwear out there, and I habitually go to the back balcony every day to poke my head in and watch, and once I spot my prey, I never miss a beat.

As a result, I have collected hundreds of sexy underwear in the short span of five years, and I even vaguely remember the pure and lovely look of their hostesses!

But the last thing I expected to encounter actually happened last month.

The owner of the house because of the urgent need for money, even sold the house, looking at a drawer full of underwear, I thought of the source of goods is gone, naturally the mood is not good.

The new neighbors next door have been coming in for a week now, a woman in her early forties and a boy of fifteen or sixteen, according to my mother. When I heard this, my heart dropped halfway to my chest. A woman in her forties is not that far from my mother. If you look at your mother, you can tell what your new neighbor looks like and what kind of underwear she wears.

On this day, I came out onto the back balcony, perhaps out of habit, and poked my head over the bars to see if the panties worn by my new neighbor, the forty year old woman, were any different from my mother’s?

Something unbelievable has happened! Oh, my God! These are… women’s panties! These are real panties!

I almost screamed with joy. That’s right, my long-awaited panties had finally reappeared, and I had thought that all forty-year-old women wore boring, ugly panties like my mother, but I had no idea that our new neighbor was a woman of outstanding taste.

Black, purple, dark red, apple green, and colorful underwear were hanging under the eaves of the house swinging in the wind. For many years, I had always thought that the underwear worn by my little aunt was already the best on earth, but I never imagined that even sexier, more romantic, and even obscene underwear would appear on the back balcony of the house of a forty-year-old middle-aged woman.

The owner of the underwear quickly aroused my interest. Knowing that underwear is like a person and a person is like underwear, if the two are too different, the charm of the underwear will follow, so I wanted to meet her.

Surprisingly it happened again, and instead of waiting for me to go to her, she came to me.

When I first saw her, it was really hard to associate her with those sexy underwear, not because she was ugly, just the opposite, her pretty face coupled with her tall figure gave people the feeling of being wowed by it. Although a closer look at her was not as young as earlier, the full femininity that emanated from her body made her younger all of a sudden.

The reason is in the clothes she’s wearing.

A noble and elegant dress, giving people an unattainable feeling, which is a world of difference from her lewd and sexy underwear, if not for my own eyes to confirm, I really can’t believe that those are her underwear!

“Hello little brother, my name is Zhang, your new neighbor, please be kind.”

She was what I would call Auntie Zhang in front of people and my godmother afterward!

Chapter 2 – Losing the Wind

I don’t like the title of underwear thief, although I am indeed an underwear thief, but in the five years that I have been “on the run”, I have never lost my wind and been arrested. However, the myth was eventually dispelled.

Since the first time I saw Auntie Zhang’s underwear, I was obsessed with her underwear on the back balcony all day long, staring at her underwear drying on the shelf. I even carefully kept a record of all her underwear, noting down the color and style of every bra and panty, garter belt stockings, and sexy pajamas for a month, and when I did the counting, I found out that she had more than 30 sets of underwear of all kinds. This didn’t even include the ones that hadn’t been worn yet.

Finally, I made up my mind to steal Auntie Zhang’s first pair of panties, because the purple satin-like sexy panties were too tempting, as if beckoning me to say: “Steal me, steal me!”

The panties were stolen without incident.

On that very day, I masturbated with this new product wrapped around my dildo for three hours, ejaculating four or five times before and after, which was an experience I had never had before, and was enough to show its infinite charm!

As the saying goes, if there’s one, there’s two, usually I wouldn’t go for the same object continuously within a short period of time because it would easily attract the attention of the other party, but Auntie Zhang’s panties were just too fascinating for me to pull myself out of it like an addiction, and so I made my first mistake ever by stealing four pairs of her sexy panties in a row.

Just as the fourth strike was made, a woman’s voice came out from the next room: “So it’s you, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

Since I’m still young, Auntie Chang will probably forgive me for my ignorance, right? With the panties I had stolen from her balcony over the past few days, and with a sense of dread, I brought them to her doorstep, ready to face the merciless punishment… What if she didn’t accept my apology and insisted on calling the police?

I could go to jail! Geez! What am I gonna do?

Just as I hesitantly hovered in front of her house, the door opened from the inside.

“Why don’t you come in? What are you doing staying out here?”

Auntie Zhang with a bowable smile, want me to go into the house, outside the door, I was so scared that my legs were weak, I do not know this into the door, there is no time to come out.

“Yes… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t… I’m nasty… I…”

My heart was so anxious that even tears came out of my eyes. To my surprise, Auntie Zhang came out from the kitchen with more hot tea and asked me to drink a cup with her, could this be my last meal? I was stunned, watching the friendly Auntie Zhang fill my cup, not knowing what kind of trick she was up to.

I put the four stolen panties on the tea  and always lowered my head, not daring to look at her squarely.

“Drink up! It won’t taste good if it gets cold.”

“Auntie Chang… these panties…”

She seemed intent on not mentioning the panties, but the four pairs were already on the table and she had to hold them in her hand as well.

“You like the panties I’m wearing?”

I nodded.

“In addition to these, I’m sure there are other women’s panties in your home?”

She said it in a nutshell, and I had to acquiesce.

“So a lingerie collector, looks like we’re in the same boat.”

What? Did I hear her right? She said, “We’re in the same boat.” Curious, I looked up at her for the first time.

“I finally don’t have to look at your head and talk.”

“What do you mean… when you say… we’re friends… what does that mean?”

She picked up the purple panties in her hand and played with them, no less seriously than I was, but that was a rare thing in a woman.

“I asked a friend to buy this panty in Paris, but it’s designed by a famous designer! It’s not much of a fabric, but it cost me a lot of money. And the black panties, I bought them at a boutique in Japan…”

Gosh, it even knows every piece of underwear as well as it knows them, and even tells their origins, what else would it be if it is not a fellow enthusiast? No wonder it has so many underwear, and each piece is so attractive, the charm of underwear, I’m afraid that even women can not stop.

“I actually found out when you stole my first pair of underwear, it’s just that, being all in the same boat, I didn’t want to give you a hard time. But think about it, I love my underwear as much as you love your collection, and I’m afraid I’m going to lose a lot of money if I don’t stop you.”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I won’t dare to do it again.”

“By the way, what do you do with my panties after you steal them?”

Why would she suddenly ask such an embarrassing question, if I told her that I jerked off with its panties wrapped around my dick, it would be weird if she didn’t kill me! Turning her head, she actually picked up the panties and put them in front of her and sniffed them, a weird smile road on her face.

“Good boy, to masturbate with my panties! Don’t deny it, the panties are covered in the fishy stench of your cum.”

I can only let her fix me when I can’t say anything, but she doesn’t get angry, instead she looks at me with a smile on her face.

“Why are all you little boys like that, even my son.”

“What? Your son also… took your… to…”

“Yeah.”

I can’t imagine that even Auntie Chang’s own son is interested in her underwear, so it’s obvious that the heroes are the same.

“Although I don’t want to make things difficult for you, this is something I can’t just spare you.”

“What do you want?”

“From now on, you are punished for coming to my house every day to keep me company.”

I can’t believe my ears. What kind of punishment is this? It was like a reward! To my surprise, she gave me all four pairs of panties.

“Take it if you like it! Consider it my meeting gift to you, and I’ll ask you to take care of it in the future.”

Thus, my first contact with Auntie Zhang ended in an atmosphere full of surprise and joy, and from then on, I formed an unbreakable bond with her.

Chapter 3: Godmother the Woman

A month passed, I reported to Auntie Zhang’s house every day, she was like a friendly neighbor sister, always greeted me warmly, I can’t imagine that the same 40-year-old woman, Auntie Zhang and my mother are worlds apart. My mother is a full-fledged middle-aged woman, while Auntie Zhang looks like a newlywed young woman. Sometimes I even fantasize that it would be nice to have Auntie Zhang as my mother! Sometimes I even fantasize that it would be great if Auntie Zhang were my mother!

She told me that her son, who is a year or two younger than me but much taller, went back to his school dormitory in the south a few days after he moved here because the school year had started, so we never saw each other. Why is she single? She didn’t take the initiative to explain, so I was too embarrassed to ask.

Auntie Zhang was so kind and lovely that I quickly fell into her gentle trap, and sometimes I even ate dinner with her. She said that she and her son were rarely together, and that having me with her made her feel at home.

“How about I become your godson! Let me be filial to you.”

This sudden idea took her by surprise, but then she readily agreed to it, but the only condition was that in private we would be known as mother and son, while in front of people we could only call her Auntie Zhang.

“From now on, God-mother will treat you like her own son, and I hope that you will also treat me like your own mother, and don’t be like my heartless son, who just leaves…”

I’m not sure what it is, but every time my godmother mentions her son, a mixture of happiness and sadness always crosses her face.

“Don’t worry godmother, I’ll treat you ten times better than I would treat my own mother, if you don’t mind, I’ll call you mom from now on.”

Godmother may be emotional, tightly embrace me in the arms, mouth also kept calling: “my good son, mom’s good son, little heart.”

Since then, I have had two homes, my mother had not cared much for me, now I seem to have found my belonging, I time I even thought that my godmother’s home was my real home.

Maybe my godmother only approached me because she was lonely, but my feelings towards her were much more complicated. Because of the panties, Auntie Zhang became my godmother, but even though I really treated it as if it were my own mother, whenever I saw her beautiful face, shapely body and total womanhood, an evil desire welled up from deep inside me and was hard to suppress.

Every night, I could only rely on the few pairs of panties she had given me to constantly masturbate to relieve the unbearable lust in my heart, but how long would that last? I was very skeptical.

There were times when I found some freshly changed dirty underwear in my godmother’s bathroom, which was a rare treasure for a man. There were still a few hairs of my godmother’s pubic hairs sticking out of her panties, and the yellow bottom of the panties had a strong stench of urine, or was it feces? I couldn’t help licking the secretions from my underwear and sat down on the toilet to masturbate…

Godmother had already given me some of her favorite panties, so there was really no reason for me to steal her panties, but the magic of panties is like a bottomless abyss that never ends, but even if I stole all of her panties, what would I do? Instead of stealing them, I’d rather… let her give them to me…

What a strange idea this was, but the more I thought about it the more it made sense, but how to do it?

I think of her son.

Remember she had said that her son had been masturbating with her panties since he was ten years old, but as a mother, how could she tolerate her son masturbating with her panties? And for so many years? If I could find out why, wouldn’t I be able to do the same thing!

“Still masturbating in my panties?”

That night, she asked the blushing question out of the blue, and I nodded.

“Mom, your panties are just so tantalizing that they can make a man horny even by looking at them.”

“So you’ve had your hands on mom’s body too!”

I couldn’t think of a single word that had been trotted out, but my godmother’s question seemed to mean something.

“Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?”

“It’s nothing. It just occurred to me that if it weren’t for those underwear of mine, I wouldn’t have had a good son like you. In that case, I’m really thankful for those rags.”

“Mom… I have an unfortunate request, I don’t know if I should say it or not?”

“We’re all on our own, nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I want to… see mom’s collection… mom’s underwear.”

This is indeed strange request, but godmother did not refuse, leading me into her room. Godmother’s room I went in many times, although I know that her so underwear is placed in every closet, but just can’t bet on the true face of the mountain, now take the initiative to ask, godmother is not good to refuse, although to take godson to visit their own underwear, is really also enough to let a person embarrassed.

Godmother opened the sandalwood closet next to the window, there were twenty small drawers in the closet, she casually opened one drawer, in which there were several bras and panties folded into small cloth balls, if there were five pairs of underwear in one drawer, there were hundreds of sets of underwear in the closet, which was several times more than what I had originally expected.

“It’s all here, take your time! Be careful not to mess it up.”

Perhaps embarrassed, after finishing her sentence, my godmother turned around and walked out, and me? If I could have looked in the mirror, I would have seen a pair of glowing eyes and a demented smile on my mouth, and by golly, it was Baoshan!

Chapter 4: Confessions

An hour later, I walked out of my godmother’s room with a matriarchal smile on my face, and she was sitting on the couch, seemingly having been waiting for me for a long time.

“How was it? Didn’t disappoint you, did it?”

“Not only! It was an eye-opener!”

I exaggerated to describe how touched I was inside, and my godmother listened with a smile. Her closet, which was like a small lingerie museum, had everything.

“It’s so nice to be a woman and be able to wear such beautiful underwear and panties.”

“What? This is the first time I’ve heard of this. But it’s not because I like to wear sexy underwear that I love them… if it weren’t for… anyway, underwear, no matter how pretty or sexy it is, is still just a piece of clothing, just like socks on your feet.”

I knew there was something in my godmother’s words, obviously something hard to tell, and that was the secret I needed to know.

“I can’t understand why you have so much underwear if you don’t like it. And every single piece is so sexy and fancy? Like the panties my mom wears, they’re no better than flour sacks. Is it because of… a man? Is it your husband? Am I right?”

“Half right. I’ll tell you this though, I got divorced a long time ago and have been single for about ten years, if you do the math.”

“The only man in your family… is not…”

“Don’t guess.”

“You once said that your son also masturbated with your underwear, is it because…”

“I said stop guessing! Godmother is also a bit tired and wants to rest, so go home first.”

“I’m sorry, Mom, I misspoke.”

“It’s none of your business, and when I get a chance, I’ll let you know why.”

As expected, the reason was her son. A son who masturbates with his mother’s underwear, and a mother who buys sexy underwear to provide her son with the tools to masturbate, what an interesting picture!

Chapter 5: Happy Birthday

Godmother’s birthday is March 20, the last day of Pisces. People born on this day have the extreme emotional personality of a Pisces, plus a little bit of the impulsive nature of an Aries, and will often do some unexpected things. But relatively speaking, if someone makes some special gestures to her, she can also obtain surprising gains.

“Happy Birthday!”

When my godmother opened the door, she was startled by my sudden “Happy Birthday”. She was overjoyed when I suddenly appeared at her door with a birthday cake and a small mystery gift.

“Doing the math, I’ve been spending my birthday alone for five years now. By the way, you Grinch, how did you know it was my birthday?”

I scratched my head and just had to come clean and tell her that I had once accidentally looked at her ID card that was sitting on her vanity.

“Aiya! Now you’ve found out about your godmother’s age, which is a woman’s biggest secret!”

“Don’t worry, Godmother, you don’t look like a woman of forty…”

My godmother tapped me on the head with her finger to shut me up, nevertheless, I could see that my godmother was being floored by my unexpected blessing. She personally cooked a good meal and opened a bottle of red wine, saying that she wanted to make up for the past five years of celebration at once. In this way, we ate, drank, talked and laughed, and the bottle of wine was gone before we knew it.

“By the way, Godmother, I have another gift for you, which I went to a lot of trouble to get.”

A small, beautifully wrapped box that barely felt heavy in her hand, Godmother opened it suspiciously, a look of joy and coyness immediately spreading across her face.

“Although I know that my godmother wears designer goods, my allowance can only afford this…”

Godmother picked up a bright red lace panties in her hand, the entire almost transparent panties only in the private part of the red silk thread embroidered with a blooming rose, this is my adult mail-order to buy, and although compared to my godmother’s other panties, regardless of the style of goods quality can not be compared, but if worn on the body of my godmother, but it is certainly full of sexy.

“This is the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten in my life!”

Tears welled up in her godmother’s eye frames, and she couldn’t bring herself to hold the panties tightly in her hands for a long time in her excitement.

“Godmother… Are you okay? It’s just a cheap pair of panties…”

“No, no, no, this is more precious than any name brand.”

“Will you wear it often?”

“Which is more than I can say, I simply love it, I can’t believe you’re so discerning, what a panty  collector.”

My godmother held me in her arms and planted a deep lipstick on my forehead. I smelled the fragrance and the smell of alcohol coming from my godmother’s body, and suddenly I was in a state of ecstasy. Coupled with her deep kiss, I suddenly had the thought of wanting to kiss my godmother.

“Godmother… may I… may I… may I kiss you?”

My godmother looked at me with a few moments of drunkenness on her face, then without saying a word she closed her eyes and opened her lips slightly. Could it be hinting at something to me? My heart was beating so fast, my palms were sweating, and my godmother was still holding me tightly… What should I do…?

Suddenly, my godmother’s wet and soft lips imprinted on my mouth, and then quickly left, although it was only a momentary contact, it really shook my heart! Godmother took the initiative to kiss my mouth!

“Thank you! Thank you for what you did for me today.”

We sat on the big couch in the living room, a slightly inebriated Godmother snuggled into my shoulder like a tame Persian cat, although it wasn’t the first time I’d leaned so close to my Godmother, and the mood seemed unusually exciting.

“Want to hear a story from your godmother?”

“You mean…”

“My story. Haven’t you always wondered about it?”

“But every time I ask you about it, you always get angry, so why are you offering to tell me today?”

“Because it wasn’t until today that I found my true son, and that person is you.”

“What? Why am I getting more and more confused, what about your own son?”

“I don’t know where he is either? But the reason I moved here was actually to avoid him.”

“Hiding from your own son?”

“What? Isn’t that a great story?”

With that, my godmother spent the entire evening confiding in me an incredible family tragedy.

Chapter 6: The Birth of Tragedy

At the age of seventeen, I gave birth to my son, Sonny, which was the crystallization of my boyfriend and I after a night of partying, but unfortunately, Sonny’s father has never said goodbye. My ex-husband, is my high school classmate, he had a secret crush on me in the student days, in a class reunion, we met again, he learned of my suffering, very sympathetic to me, which makes me very touched, he proposed to me, I did not even consider it on the marriage to him.

After marriage, we did lead a very happy married life, but as we had never been able to produce the fruit of two people, he began to feel some resentment towards Sonny’s existence, and even became more and more intense, and as a last resort, we eventually divorced.

At that time, Sonny was only five years old, and I was still a woman with no means of earning a living, so I had no choice but to put Sonny in my brother’s foster home, while I took the flight attendant’s exams and flew to various countries around the world… In the meantime, I seldom had any contact with them because of my work, and I was relieved when my brother and sister-in-law treated Sonny as if he were their own son. I even planned to send him to my brother as an adopted son. I even planned to send my son to my brother as an adopted son. However, my brother’s business failed and he owed a large amount of debt, so he could no longer afford to raise my son and asked me to bring him back to him, so I quit my job as an airhostess and returned to Taiwan to settle down.

It has been seven years since I have seen my own son, I can’t imagine that my son has already been in the first year of the country, tall, clean face, living like a replica of his father.

Confronted with my mother, who had abandoned him as a child and was far away, Sonny looked very strange and shy, and I rented an apartment and began to recreate our mother-son relationship from that point on.

In the first few months of our reunion, my son was a stranger to me, coming home from school and locking himself in his room until dinner time. I tried to communicate with him, but things didn’t get better. After all, it was my fault, so how could I blame it on my son? The relationship between mother and son had been going on for more than half a year.

Until that year’s Mother’s Day, when I returned home from work, I accidentally found a gift, a card and a bunch of carnations at the bedside. This sudden gift was the turning point for my son and I to break through the cold relationship, because in the card, Sonny revealed his moods and thoughts in the past six months.

I thought he was angry with me because he blamed me for not doing my job as a mother, but I didn’t know that it was not the case at all, and it was all because I was overthinking it, or else our mother-son relationship could have been dissolved half a year ago.

“Mom, I don’t know how to express my thoughts about you, because to me, you’ve always been a stranger who is closest to me, when I knew that my mother turned out to be just my aunt, how big was the shock in my heart, for a moment I of course couldn’t accept it, but when I met you, an inexplicable feeling told me that you are my real mother. I didn’t know how to call a strange woman ‘mom’, so I was so conflicted in my heart that I could only hide the true feelings in my heart and avoid you every day, but I want to tell you, mom, I love you.”

Just like that, all the knots were dissolved, and from then on, my son Sonny was truly back with me.

Days fly by, two years past, sonny is already a small adult, sixteen years old, he grew tall, let me feel very pleased, these two years since, sonny has been the biggest pillar of my heart, see our mother and son happy days are coming, but after a sudden accident, our relationship began to change again.

Chapter 7: Accidents

At eight o’clock in the morning, after my son’s class, I took my broom and cleaned the whole house as usual.

Sonny has always loved cleanliness since he was a child, and his room is always the neatest piece of clean land in the house. I sat on Sonny’s bed and looked around the room, and the spotless room left her with no room to maneuver. By chance, I saw a photo on the bedside, it was the photo left by us when we traveled to the south last year. Sonny has always praised me for my beauty in the photo, even though he is already a sixteen year old boy, he still insisted on putting the photo of mother and son on the bedside, which can’t help but make me greatly touched.

Turn over the photo album on the table, in addition to sonny himself, all of her photos, a thick photo album can not find any girl with him the same age, I have also asked sonny for this matter, and sonny is only with the usual mischievous tone to tell her that: “in my mind, there is no woman like mom, mother is the most beautiful, the most gentle goddess. “

While looking at Sonny’s handsome appearance in the photo album, I remembered the words Sonny had praised me with, and a heartfelt smile couldn’t help but spread to the corners of my mouth. I love Sonny, far more than anything else, not only because Sonny is my own flesh and blood, but also because Sonny’s good understanding always makes her feel like she is the happiest mother in the world, and Sonny is the most elaborate masterpiece in my life, and Sonny seems to understand his mother’s intentions very well, and never lets his mother down, and because of that, I can sacrifice everything and do anything for Sonny.

In the afternoon, the weather became incredibly hot, and unfortunately, the only air conditioner in the house broke down again a few days ago. Living on the top floor, I couldn’t stand the heat and decided to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

Sure enough, the cold water soothed my whole body, and I fell asleep in the bathtub when I originally just wanted to soak in it and get up after a little rest.

A rush of footsteps came from the doorway and went straight to the bathroom, the sound of the door opening woke me up, I opened my eyes and saw Sonny standing naked in front of me. When I looked back, I realized that I was also naked in the bathtub, and what’s worse, I didn’t even have a change of underwear in the bathroom, so I could only use my hands to cover my lower body and breasts.

“Yes… I’m… sorry… it was hot outside, so I rushed home to take a shower, not knowing…”

“No, it’s my fault, I fell asleep in the tub without realizing it.”

Mother and son looked at each other awkwardly with four eyes, occasionally glimpsed each other’s naked torso, although the two in intimate however, after all, are adults, facing a mature naked body, even if they are as close as mother and son, but also can not help but make the two blush.

Sonny was about to leave the bathroom, but I stopped him, “Do me a favor, go to my room and get some underwear for mom…”

It was only then that Sonny realized that his mother didn’t even have any clothes ready. He went to his room and opened his mother’s closet, where colorful panties and bras were neatly arranged in front of him, and he didn’t know which one to take, so he closed his eyes and casually grabbed a pair of panties and a bra and ran to the bathroom.

Handing me my underwear through the doorway, I said thank you and closed the door again.

“Mom, are you okay? Why aren’t you out yet?”

In the bathroom, I sat on the edge of the bathtub, holding the underwear that my son had just brought in, but I was hesitant to put them on. It turned out that my son, in his panic, had casually picked up a piece of the small underwear that he and his boyfriend used to use to flirt with each other in their boudoirs, pink tulle, sexy lace, and so small that it could barely cover anything, so how could I wear it to waltz out of the bathroom and in front of my own son? How could I waltz out of the bathroom in it and walk in front of my son? But I couldn’t stay in the bathroom for the rest of my life, and that left me with a dilemma.

Hearing sonny shouting outside the door, if not go out, I’m afraid he will think he had some kind of accident and rushed in, but today’s plan, can only pretend to be calm and go out.

The door opened, and I walked out as if nothing had happened, wearing those sexy little pink tulle panties, and rushed straight to my room without looking back, not daring to realize how this scene would feel in the eyes of my own son.

Yes, his mother walked out of the bathroom all sexy, really shocked Sonny outside the door, he couldn’t take his eyes off his mother’s sexy panties, coupled with a gorgeous body, it was as if he was enjoying a spring play.

Into the bathroom, son looked at the pool of bathtub that soaked his mother’s body for the whole afternoon, suddenly up with a wicked idea: he jumped into the bathtub, with this pool of just soaked every inch of his mother’s skin liquid soaked all over his body, he longed for a trace of his mother’s body from the smell of the remnants of the scent, and the thought of every drop of water, have been so close to the flow of her cheeks, her breasts, and her lower body, he wanted to use the water to make the closest contact with her body. this pool of water, to make the closest contact with his mother’s body.

He ended up masturbating in the bathtub and ejaculating in the water where he had been intimate with me… This was something that Sonny revealed to me afterward.

Thinking back to this embarrassing scene just now, it really made me ashamed of myself, how can I still hold my head up in front of my child? But when I thought about it, I am my son’s mother, and my son’s body is also my flesh and blood, isn’t it? Why would I blush at the sight of his private parts? Besides, why should I be ashamed of letting my son see me in sexy underwear?

I couldn’t help but smile at myself in the mirror at the thought, looking at my shapely body, not at all like a sixteen year old boy’s mom, it was Sonny who should be blushing, not myself.

At the dinner table, mother and son try to avoid each other’s gaze, just keep their heads down and eat, the two of them are like children who have made a mistake, any glance can make their embarrassing things hide.

Although the days passed by, the accident that happened by mistake that afternoon was not forgotten, on the contrary, it spread like a virus in our mother and son’s body.

Everything seemed to be quiet again, and I still cleaned the house after Sonny went out, the same thing I’ve been doing for over two years now, so familiar that I can even do it with my eyes closed. But today was a little different, because she inadvertently found a woman’s panties under Sonny’s pillow.

Pink tulle, sexy lace lace, I immediately recognized it was that afternoon to make myself like a slut in front of my son’s little blasphemous pants, as for how it would have come to the son under the pillow, I do not know at all. I carefully examined the panties and found that they were covered with specks of filth, emitting a foul odor. After all, I am a grown woman, and I was already sure that my son was masturbating with my own panties these days.

I shocked myself with this conclusion, the image of the lively and cheerful Sonny masturbating with his own underwear was an image I had never thought of.

Thinking back, ever since the accident that afternoon, Sonny has been acting strange, and even though he tries to look as natural as possible, he still can’t escape me as his mother. This explains why I’ve been feeling like someone is snooping around the door when I’m taking a shower lately. I thought I was being overly sensitive, but there’s no one else in the house except Sonny, and she’s made several inquiries, but the door has remained silent, so I decided to seek confirmation of my bold assumptions.

After dinner, I went into the bathroom to take a shower and camouflaged the bathroom door as if it had been accidentally left open, revealing a thin crack for prying eyes.

During the shower, I deliberately turned my back to the doorway, but placed a small mirror in front of myself, so that I could clearly see who was peeping outside the door. Sure enough, shortly afterward, I saw the shadow of a person swaying outside the door, and this person was no other than Sonny.

Sonny was infatuated with me, not just as a son to his mother, but also as a man’s love for a mature and charming female body. In Sonny’s mind, I had transcended the role of a mere mother and had become the object of his lust.

It didn’t make it any easier for me to learn the truth; on the contrary, it became heavier. I loved my son more than myself, and I was able to give my son everything I had without complaint, but I never thought it would include my own flesh.

That night, I couldn’t sleep, and all I could think about was Sonny masturbating while playing with his own underwear, but strangely enough, I didn’t feel angry at all, and I was even a little bit aroused. At that moment, my hands seemed to have a sense of their own, and I couldn’t help but slip into my panties… When I came back to my senses, I realized that my panties were already very wet…

Chapter 8: Troubled by Love

Originally, I thought that my godmother’s story would be a dull and boring memory, but I never thought that I would accidentally dig up a part of her mother-son romance that was not known to me. The plot was getting more and more suspenseful and somewhat taboo, but my godmother would always simply pass over it at the critical juncture. However, just so, already heard my heart itching, not to mention in her son son, even if I were to change, to face this whole day like flowers, body shapely mother, want not to mess up is difficult.

Godmother paused for a while, the next development of the story seemed to be a bit embarrassing for her, so she kept wanting to say something, and I, being the understanding man that I am, took the initiative to call a halt, even though I wanted to hear the story to the end.

As expected, my godmother was very touched by what I did, and it reminded me of her precious son, Sonny, who was nestled tightly in my arms, asking me to hold her tightly, because she was going to finish her story, and the next part of the story might make her a little emotional…

And just like that, a story of incest between a mother and son was coming out of his godmother’s mouth.

Since discovering Sonny’s love for his mother, Godmother has also started to become a little uncomfortable, reason tells her that she should find Sonny to talk things out before he falls deeper and deeper into the hole, but her selfish soul thinks differently, that a little infatuation is not a good thing, so that she can have him completely, and no longer need to worry about the day she will be seduced by a young and pretty schoolgirl, and then she will lose her own baby. .

Although the godmother’s heart is playing the plan, but the son wants in addition to spiritual love, but also has a physical sex needs, this point, the godmother’s heart is clear, but can not be thrown away, but the mother-son relationship can not be resolved, she has been ready for the son and sacrificed everything, but also do not want to trap their own son in the crime of incest. Under the unavoidable circumstances, Godmother could only try her best to satisfy Sonny’s desire and provide him with any subject matter that could be used as sexual fantasies, so as to seize her son’s heart.

After this naive thought, godmother began to make up herself as much as she could, originally already looking good-looking godmother, plus a hot body, just the innocent attire has already captured the eyes of many men, not to mention this body of lascivious dress.

Her skirts were getting shorter and shorter, her clothes were getting shorter and shorter, and she was getting more and more fancy, even her pajamas were as thin as gauze, and her underwear was even more provocative, with all the sheer, short, sexy, and sexy styles of intimate underwear filling up her closet in just a few short weeks, in order to attract her son’s attention, and to provide him with more and more stimulating masturbation tools.

As expected, Sonny gradually falls into the pink trap of his godmother under her ingenious arrangement. Godmother noticed that every time she left a change of underwear in the bathroom after the morning wash, it would always disappear and reappear a few days later. During these days of disappearance, Godmother could almost imagine Sonny sniffing her panties and even licking the secretions left in the underwear while masturbating to his heart’s content.

Strangely enough, every time she thought about it, Godmother would become extremely excited, and even had the urge to masturbate, and she was so excited that she could not wait to run to Sonny, spread her legs and say loudly to him, “Come on! My good son, if you want to lick, just lick my, licking a piece of cloth what fun?” But how could a mother say that to her son?

Just as his godmother had predicted, Sonny had already fallen into the trap that his mother had intentionally or unintentionally laid, and he could hardly extricate himself from it. Ever since the first time he masturbated with his mother’s sexy underwear, Sonny had been indulging in this kind of sex and love fantasy game. He knew that it was a shameful thing to use his mother as an object of sexual fantasy, and he was even more apprehensive about stealing her underwear as a masturbation tool, but the more forbidden something is, the more it triggers one’s deepest desires, and sometimes he even used his mother’s panties to wrap his penis around it, thinking that it wasn’t a piece of cloth that was wrapped around it, but rather, it was his mother’s soft and wet vagina…

Indulging in this forbidden game, Sonny didn’t seem to realize that it was all coming so easily. In the bathroom, he could obtain his mother’s freshly changed panties at any time, and on the balcony, there was always a pair of fancy and sexy bras, stockings, and small panties; any time he showed a little desire to peep, his mother would unintentionally cross her legs, so that everything inside the narrow skirt would be presented to his eyes without any concealment. eyes.

But it all comes so easily that the clever Sonny can’t help but wonder why his mother, who is naturally clean, would leave her most intimate underwear lying around in the bathroom. And why was she dressed in such a revealing manner? What makes him even more suspicious is that his mother has become no barrier to him, not only the shower and toilet always forget to close the door, even the afternoon nap is only wearing a cool shirt and panties, lying on the living room couch in a sloppy sleep, so that he has enough time to enjoy the full view of his mother’s body.

In order to prove his doubt, Sonny decided to risk a bold move.

In the past, Sonny had only used his mother’s body and clothes as a tool for fantasy, and all his aggression had only been visual, and if he had only been overly concerned, his mother wouldn’t have felt anything, but if he had been disrespectful to his mother and violated her, she had not only known about it long ago and indulged himself in whatever he wished to do, he could have definitely extended his aggression even further to the touching of her body.

At two o’clock in the morning, son tiptoed to his godmother’s room, godmother in a side sleeping, after determining that his mother was already asleep, son gently lifted the hem of his mother’s pajamas, although the room can only penetrate the faint moonlight, but his mother’s two well-proportioned and slender legs are still instantly shocked son’s heart, he could not help but follow the lines of the legs from the bottom up to the mother’s sensitive thighs stroked his hand into the mother’s inner thighs, the mother’s body slightly trembled, son hurriedly withdrew his hand back to see that her mother was not unusual, and then reached out to touch her plump breasts. The mother’s body slightly trembled a little, son hurriedly withdrew his hand back, see the mother did not look different, and then reached out to touch her plump breasts.

When his mother took off her bra before going to bed, her soft and elastic breasts caught his hands like magic. Sonny had the courage to pinch them gently, and then gently tease the slightly protruding nipples with his fingertips… He wanted to roar with excitement, and he even wanted to peel off this obtrusive nightgown, and nibble on his mother’s bosoms to his heart’s content…

After dawn, Godmother sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the cum that Sonny had shot on her thighs, her thoughts a little disorganized, having been naïve enough to think that she could solve this thorny problem with a few pairs of panties and a visual peek, who knew that young people’s desires had no bottom line, and once they could easily obtain it, they would want more!

She awoke in the darkness of the night to find a trembling hand caressing her breast, and gazing at it, realized it was Sonny.

Even though the room was so dark, as a mother she could even feel the hunger emanating from her son, who wanted to devour her flesh like a hungry wolf, but Godmother couldn’t stop it, nor did she want to stop it, she had to pretend to be asleep as much as possible, so that Sonny could do whatever he wanted. She squinted, looking at Sonny’s face through the dim light, and God! How he longed to have his own body, but she could only suppress her rising lust, and reach out with her invasive tentacles, touching that forbidden place for more than a decade… If it were possible, God-mother would undress her clothes for Sonny, and let him enjoy her body without any inhibitions. However, she still suppressed her urges and passively accepted any intrusion from Sonny. Finally, Sonny pulled out his penis and masturbated, spewing a torrent of hot semen onto her thighs…

Godmother didn’t expect that Sonny would do such a thing, wasn’t he afraid of waking himself up in his dream? He even left his cum on her leg in front of her, could this be a hint? But, what did it signify? Could it be that Sonny had found out about his ingenious arrangement? Yes, it must be so, but the relationship between mother and son was so ambiguous that neither of them dared to confess to the other first, perhaps if one of them opened up about his or her feelings first, the situation would change dramatically, but who should speak first? She was certain that mother and son loved each other, but how could she, as a mother, speak to her son about a love that had not been blessed, a relationship that had been so taboo for centuries? Maybe her son just wanted to get some sexual comfort from her, and her mother was the easiest and most convenient object for him to take. Many teenagers had the experience of masturbating in the underwear of the women at home, and maybe Sonny was one of them, so if she expressed her love in the wrong way, it would not only ruin her reputation, but also brand her as a slut.

One maybe after another kept the godmother tossing and turning, and Sonny’s sudden tryst really messed up her naive plans.

Chapter 9: Mother and Child

The summer has entered the hottest stage, and human beings seem to feel the breath of summer, making the mood all of a sudden floating.

Late at night, Sonny took advantage of the cool evening to read at his desk. His godmother came to him in a light nightgown, and when Sonny turned his head, he saw his mother’s delicate body, which was hidden from view, and he could not help but blush.

Godmother put her hands on Sonny’s shoulders, gently massaging him, the mother’s thoughtful behavior, originally a warm thing, but in Sonny’s eyes, everything has turned into a prelude to flirting, yes, his mother is teasing him with her body, the transparent pajamas, and pajamas in the sexy bra and panties is the best proof, Sonny can almost conclude that his mother came prepared this time, could it be the most concrete reaction to the last time his own Is it because she has the most concrete reaction to the last time she tried?

Suddenly, his mother’s hands slowly slid down his neck, gently embraced her in a full embrace, Sonny’s body was like an electric shock like a violent shock, and then, he felt his mother’s soft breasts were tightly pressed against his back, gently kneading and rubbing, and he could even hear his mother’s heartbeat, and he was generally violent!

Then there was a dead silence in the room, and mother and son, like stiff wax figures, did not move.

Like a volcano erupting in an instant, Sonny turns around and pushes his mother down on the bed, and he pounces on her like a hungry tiger, ready to devour his uninvited prey. But his mother, lying paralyzed on the bed, was so calm that she seemed to have foreseen her own misfortune, or perhaps it was all just a trap, and she was a mouth-watering bait that made him fall headlong into it.

Sonny pressed his thick arms against his thin mother, and his godmother gasped, trembled, and looked with wide eyes at her agitated son.

“Sonny… don’t do anything… let go of mom.”

Sonny didn’t seem to listen to anything, but instead kissed his mother’s neck and cheeks fiercely, at the same time, a pair of hands also got restless, lifting up his mother’s seemingly non-existent pajamas, and wandering around his mother’s peaks and private parts with impunity.

Though his godmother kept murmuring that she wanted Sonny to let go of her, the shy tone of her voice became a teasing sentence to Sonny’s ears, and he instead became reckless with his desires and violated his mother to the fullest.

“Mom… I love you… Let me love you well…”

“Sonny… Mommy loves you too… but… is this good?”

“Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, I know, and as long as we don’t say anything, who’s going to know?”

At this moment, mankind’s most primitive desires were testing the mother and son. Sonny was absolutely right, as long as both of them could keep their mouths shut, who would have expected this pair of deeply widowed mother and son to commit incest?

Son’s behavior is getting more and more unrestrained, godmother’s pajamas have long been thrown away by him to nowhere, the bra has also been unclasped, two plump breasts, is in the palm of son’s play, a naughty mouth, a naughty tongue is licking her nipples, godmother’s nipples are already excitedly erect, her lower body has already been flooded with lewd water, and even the last line of defense has already been faded by son’s unconsciously to the knee.

“Is it okay… we’re mother and son…”

“Can’t a mother and child love each other?”

“Mother and son can love each other, but… can they commit incest?”

Suddenly, a strong sense of morality surged through her godmother’s heart, she felt that she was doing something that heaven and earth were not allowed to do, a mother who had lured her son towards the path of incest. She flatly pushed Sonny away and ran out of the room naked, leaving only a stunned Sonny sitting on the bed at a loss for words.

Obviously, it was out of his own initiative, but in the end he lost to his own conscience. Is morality really that important? Incest between mother and child has been practiced in both ancient and modern times, is it not a manifestation of human nature? Since it is a deep-seated desire of human beings, why do we have to impose some kind of morality to suppress the expression of true love? Just because they are mother and son, in the face of a flesh and blood from their own flesh and blood, why should they prevent him from entering their bodies again?

In the next few days, mother and son were strangers, and even when they met, they purposely avoided looking at each other, and the originally lively son became very quiet, always locking himself in his room alone.

Although the godmother tries her best to salvage the dying mother-son relationship, Sonny is not at all impressed.

Godmother kept wondering if she had really done wrong. In order to satisfy her son’s sexual fantasies, she would rather dress up like a slut; in order to provide him with a more convenient relief pipeline, she bought a whole cupboard of sexy clothes; in order to make it easy for her to peep, she even presented her own private parts unreservedly naked in front of his eyes; just because she didn’t want to trap her son in the incest of a thousand years of sins, but he was abandoned as if he was walking on a shoelace, and didn’t even bother to take a glance at her, did she really do something wrong?

Day by day, godmother and son between the relationship between the gradual deterioration of the dry mother, godmother’s heart of bitterness is also as invisible shackles like every day tormented her, the original bright young woman all of a sudden a lot older.

In fact, in the godmother’s heart, also do not understand why she had such a strong reaction that night, as long as her heart cross, eyes closed, let her body and soul, the morality of the temporary put aside, and so on everything has been finalized, there is no need to worry about this incest problem, perhaps this is just a momentary decision, and she still chose to retreat.

After her bath, Godmother wandered around the house thoughtfully, and when she came back to her senses, she found herself standing outside Sonny’s room. The door was fastened, but there was a faint light coming from inside the room. Godmother knew that Sonny was still awake, but she didn’t know what she was doing? Reading a book? Staring? Or was she still masturbating in her sexy panties? Has Sonny lost interest in her? Or has he lost his confidence in loving her because of the last incident?

She gently wrenched the handle and pushed the door open.

Sonny seemed a little surprised to see his mother step into his room again, but chose to remain silent until he understood the purpose of her visit tonight.

“Sonny, Mommy wants to talk to you.”

“What’s there to talk about.” Sonny turned his back, looking a little impatient.

“Last time, mom didn’t mean to push you away, but… you know how difficult it is for me.”

“If you’re in trouble, am I not? We are mother and son, but so what? Am I not a man and you are not a woman?”

“That being said, mom doesn’t want to trap you in the wrong of incest.”

Sonny turned around and grabbed his mother’s hands, exclaiming excitedly: “I don’t mind! I don’t care about incest, I just know that I love you! I want you!”

The godmother turned her head sideways, two lines of tears rolling down her face, hearing her son’s true confession, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache, and she seemed to be blaming herself for being wrong in her refusal in the first place.

“Sonny… my heart… my sweet baby, mom loves you too…”

“Mom… You know how hard I love you… Ever since I came back to you, I’ve only been secretly in love with you… Haven’t you ever noticed that I’ve never had any girlfriends? I’ve never even looked you in the eye. Why? It’s all because of you! Because my heart is all about you, so I can’t tolerate any girl, don’t you have the slightest feeling?”

The bolder Sonny’s confession, the more apologetic he made his godmother; her son was so deeply in love with her, couldn’t she treat him the same way?

“Mom is not unaware of this, everything mom did was also for you! Don’t you realize that mom has almost become another person, in order to satisfy your preferences, mom even dresses like a slut all day long, do you dare to say that I don’t have the slightest feeling?”

At this moment, the mother and son are like a court of law of the wrongdoers, will be their own these days since the suffering endured one by one to tell each other, in a burst of each other after the outpouring of truth, mother and son also gradually understand each other’s sacrifices made to their own, it turns out that all the problems, all in the two words “morality”.

“Incest” has been taboo since ancient times, but the more taboo something is, the more attractive it is to people. Are people willing to violate the heavenly rule of incest just for the sake of momentary selfish desires? I am afraid that only the parties concerned can truly understand this question.

Godmother and Sonny, mother and son, are facing the biggest decision in their lives, they have the motivation for incest, as well as ample reasons to support their mother and son to have incest, they love each other, beyond the limit of age, and now, even more, beyond the ethics and morality, because they firmly believe that love is the most irresistible reason, although they are mother and son by blood, though they know that this sense is doomed to be cursed.

Mother and son four hands hold each other, sit opposite the bed, son son’s eyes  with tears, while the godmother has long been sobbing uncontrollably.

“Mom, I’ve said all I need to say, what are you going to do?”

Chapter 10: The First Step in the Wrong Direction

At one o’clock in the middle of the night, my godmother was lying naked on her son’s bed, with her son’s panties and bra gently removed, and Sonny was lying on his side next to her, with one foot straddling her, and with one hand, he was gripping her nipple balls and manipulating them…

“Son… Can you turn out the light?… Mom will be shy…”

“No, no, no, no… I like to see my mom blushing shyly, like a little girl.”

Sonny pushed his knee against his mother’s lower body, and Godmother’s body slowly responded to her son’s naughty playfulness. Shyness, excitement, shame, pleasure, anticipation, worry… all these conflicting emotions were like a sea of emotions, stirring up my mother’s thoughts…

At this moment, the only thing God-mother can do is to let her son do whatever he wants…

“Mom… I want to kiss you… is that okay…?”

“Mom is… now… your person… do whatever you like…”

Even godmother herself couldn’t believe that she would say such defeating words to her son, but to Sonny’s ears, it was as if it was like an amnesty, a few days ago she was rejected by her mother fiercely, but she didn’t think that only a few days ago, her mother would even offer her body to herself without any reservation!

Now that he had permission, Sonny kissed his mother, and when the four wet lips met, God-mother naturally opened her mouth, Sonny sent his tongue into her mouth, stirring it around, and God-mother followed his son’s lead, slipping her tongue into his mouth… Mother and son exchanged saliva, sucking on each other’s tongues… the kisses got more and more intense and the kisses got wilder and wilder…

“Mom’s saliva… so sweet… so fragrant…”

With one hand on Sonny’s neck and the other gripping his hips, Godmother naturally pushed her private parts up towards Sonny’s bottom, rubbing Sonny’s prick with her pubic mound covered in pubic hair.

“Mom… I love you so much… I want to… penetrate your… pussy…”

“I’ve… completely… handed over to you… you must… treat mom well… you know that… don’t… fail… to live up to… my sincerity…”

Sonny’s hands moved from his mother’s breasts to her lower body, and his body pressed heavily against her. In the face of her son’s forceful advances, she naturally spread her legs in anticipation of his intrusion… Son Chai felt for the door of her pussy and first inserted his finger into it and played around with it, causing it to overflow with lust. Godmother’s pussy was so itchy, and even though Sonny’s thick penis had been waiting outside her pussy door for a long time, it refused to penetrate, so she couldn’t help but wriggle her lower body, pushing her pussy door against her son’s rod…

“Mom is so wet down there…”

“Good baby… don’t screw me anymore… come on… come on…”

“Quick what? I want mom to say it herself.” Sonny asked knowingly, for the sole purpose of making his mother feel even more ashamed and lustful.

“Come on… come inside mom… mom needs you… wants your baby…”

As Sonny positioned himself, his hips sank down and a lust-filled rod went straight to the bottom. In order to hide the shame of her orgasm, even though her body was already so aroused, God-mother could only clench the blanket, not daring to make any sound, but sweat had already covered her face…

“mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…”

Sonny kept pumping his prick, and a muffled moan escaped from his godmother’s mouth as she bit down on the quilt.

Having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, Sonny, faced with his beloved mother, a great woman, had forgotten what it meant to be compassionate, and regardless of whether her body could hold up or not, he just kept on pumping, pumping, pumping… just because the feeling of sexual intercourse was so wonderful.

“Sonny… Sonny…”

God-mother’s endless murmurs aroused a wild animal in Sonny’s heart. Despite the air conditioning in the room, mother and son were sweating profusely, the sheets were soaked with their lustful water, and Sonny’s prick was filling up his mother’s vagina… ’15… 20… 25…’ Sonny counted in his mind the number of times he had to penetrate his mother, even though he had only had masturbation experiences in the past. Even though he had only masturbated in the past, he still wanted to leave his mother with a good memory of her first time.

“Mom… I’m dying…”

“Don’t… don’t ejaculate inside…”

Thick, thick cum spurted out, and just as he was about to ejaculate, Sonny pulled out of his prick and shot his hot cum all over his mother’s belly.

After a bout of wild, licentious thrusting, Godmother had long since fainted from the pain, sweat and tears, hanging on her face at the same time. From now on, she and Sonny could no longer be just mother and son.

Chapter Eleven: How the World Works

“So you and your son Sonny should be very much in love with each other, but then you tell me that the reason you moved here was to avoid him, which is getting more and more confusing to me.”

It was a few days later when this question was raised, but my godmother did not want to talk about it, and she blamed herself for being drunk that day for telling me this unspeakable thing. But the words were already out of her mouth, and she hoped I wouldn’t ask any more questions. It was me who somehow managed to make my godmother’s story remind me of my mother.

“By the way, I don’t know if my godmother will fit in the birthday present I gave you the other day.”

I never thought that my godmother would turn her back, raise her buttocks, and then slowly tug the hem of her skirt up… Sure enough, those sexy little panties were on my godmother, and I was so touched by the sight of them.

“When it’s your birthday, Godmother will give you a special gift too.”

“Really? You’re not lying to me? It’s not Godmother’s panties too, is it?”

“Only half right. If you want my panties, you can get them in my room anytime you want, why do you need me to deliver them?”

“I’m really looking forward to it, is it because you went abroad and bought some new style of panties?”

“You’ll see when the time comes.”

My godmother looked at her watch and asked me if I had anything else to do in the afternoon, if not, she asked me to accompany her to the Eastern District for a walk. Shopping with my godmother has been the happiest thing for me lately, because every time I go out, she always asks me to accompany her to buy some underwear, and this is the only chance for me to walk into a women’s lingerie store openly.

My godmother brought me to a store specializing in French women’s lingerie. The owner of the lingerie store and my godmother are old acquaintances, so she kindly welcomed us inside and brought out the most trendy and sexiest lingerie styles for my godmother to put on one by one, but I stood by the side and watched my godmother and the owner of the store playing with the sexy lingerie and laughing, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

“By the way, I forgot to introduce you, this is my son.”

“Oh… you must be Sonny… your mom often told me about you… your mom called me Feng, so you can call me Auntie Feng.”

My godmother winked at me, asking me not to reveal her Western-style mirror, and I immediately understood what she meant, and instantly became the “embodiment of Sonny”, which made me and my godmother feel more comfortable when we appeared in front of people.

Godmother stayed in the store for a while, picked two sets of purple lingerie with silk lace rose pattern, sexy and hot style, is Godmother’s favorite kind. Before leaving, the godmother but folded the store, and carried a bag of things out.

“Godmother is such a lingerie freak, she doesn’t lose me at all.”

Godmother picked up the small bag in her hand and deliberately waved it in front of me: “This is a birthday present!”

My godmother really wanted to give me these attractive underwear, but when I asked her this morning, she told me that I was only half right, so what was the other half? Could it be… Could it be… Could it be that God-mother wants to open the panties herself before giving them to me with “mom’s scent”? If that’s the case, I’ll be able to jerk off with them for the rest of my life!

In fact, I often stole my godmother’s dirty panties to masturbate in her bathroom. The panties stained with goose-yellow secretions exuded a soul-stirring scent of female hormones, which, together with the smell of sweat, perfume, and feces and urine, blended to form the most beautiful scent on earth, and I was reprimanded several times by my godmother for ejaculating on her panties when I was masturbating with her penis wrapped up in her panties, but she didn’t seem to be bothered by it.

Once, when I was intoxicated by the great pleasure generated by the close friction between my penis and the soft fabric of my panties, my godmother suddenly barged into the bathroom, and I hurriedly apologized to her for being caught by her.

“You boys just love playing this childish game!”

At that time, I didn’t know that my godmother’s son, Sonny, also had the habit of masturbating with her underwear. My godmother only punished me for washing her underwear, but didn’t say anything more, and didn’t even forbid me to use her underwear to masturbate in the future, but only told me to remember to wash all the underwear after I finished using them. I really don’t know whether this is a punishment or a reward, but after hearing the story from my godmother, I began to understand the reason why my godmother is like this, and I also know how my godmother’s “underwear complex” came about.

“Whose panties do you masturbate with besides mine?” My godmother suddenly asked me this embarrassing question while I was cleaning her underwear.

“I used to steal some schoolgirls’ panties… most of them…”

“Where are your mom’s panties?”

“My mom? You’re kidding, my mom’s panties are old and conservative, some of them are even worn until they have holes in them, why would I be interested…”

My godmother gave a wry smile, as if she had read my mind.

“If you’re not interested in your own mom’s panties, then how did you know that your mom’s panties had holes in them? Better tell me the truth!”

“… there were a few times… but that was before I met my godmother, and since I’ve had my godmother’s… I’ve never masturbated with my mom’s panties.”

“How could you even think of using mom’s old, clichéd panties when you have such a large collection, and they’re all new and sexy panties for young little girls?”

“It’s… how should I put it… sometimes when I go into the bathroom to take a shower, I happen to see the panties that mom has just changed into… even though it’s very inconspicuous,… when I think that it’s the panties that I just took off from mom’s crotch, with… mom’s pubic hair on them… and that when I hold them in my hands, I can even feel mom’s body heat, I can’t help but feel a rush of impulsivity… and I find it strange myself. “

After hearing this, my godmother didn’t blame me, but instead gave me a hug, as if to say to me, “Honey, I understand how you feel”, and then silently walked out of the bathroom.

Now that I think about it, it was not surprising that my godmother’s own son also masturbated with her panties. It was only when she repeatedly asked me how I felt about my mother that I slowly realized that before my godmother’s appearance, I was once attracted to my mother’s panties. Under my godmother’s questioning, I even reflected that I had a special feeling for my mother’s panties, because my mother’s panties were not attractive by the standard of women’s panties, and perhaps my feeling for my mother’s panties came from my feelings for my mother.

Chapter XII – Mothers

“Talk about your mother! It’s not fair to just talk about me and my son, and you need to open up to your godmother too.”

“My mom… there’s nothing to talk about… she’s neither as beautiful and pretty as you, Godmother, nor does she have Godmother’s newfangled mindset… the scenario of you and Sonny can hardly happen to me and my mom.”

“Yeah? Normally, I talk to your mom about you all the time, and in my analysis from a woman’s point of view, I think you and your mom are only missing a few stimulants.”

“I told you I have nothing with mom, let alone her to me.”

“Your mother and you can be said to be printed from the same mold, the same like to suppress their feelings, from your conversation, I can feel your strong Oedipus complex, don’t deny it, if not, you wouldn’t be sticking around me all day long, you’re just treating me as your mother’s stand-in so that you can alleviate a little bit of your guilt.”

I was silent, pondering over my godmother’s every word. My godmother is really worthy of being a veteran, and she analyzed my mind correctly. I have an Oedipal complex, and older women, older women who give me a sense of security and femininity, are very capable of stirring up my sexual desire, so since I was a child, my mother, although she has always given me the impression that she is simple and unapproachable, she is still the woman who is most capable of stirring up my desire. I never understood this because I always thought of my mother as a “mother” but neglected the fact that she was also a mature woman.

“Even if I agree with this part of your analysis of me, how do you know this when you say that my mother is a repressed emotional person just like me?”

“A woman’s sixth sense is very accurate. That day I came to your home to look for you, and when you were out, your mother warmly invited me in for a chat. In the course of our conversation, I could feel your mother’s anticipation and… special… affection for you…”

“Affection? Is it the kind between you and Sonny?”

“Maybe, being willing to sacrifice everything for your son, that’s how every mother feels, and your mom is no exception. When your mom talks about your dead father, it’s just a light touch, but when she talks about the upbringing she gave you, it’s so emotional that she bursts into tears.”

“It’s probably a phenomenon that all single moms have.”

“It’s different, she’s willing to be a widow for her children for ten years and that’s because she’s always made you the center of her life, but one day you and your sister will both have families of their own and will be away from your mother, and when that happens how do you want your mother to get by?”

“I… will take my mom to live with me and take care of her.”

“It’s no use, no woman under the sun would share her son, whom she has brought up with pay and hard work, with another woman, and such feelings I can best understand.”

“But it’s a situation that can’t be avoided.”

“Not really! Haven’t you ever thought of being more intimate with mom… not even once?”

Godmother said it in a very subtle way, but I could hear what she was referring to. Godmother took the incest charge for her son, but she never regretted it because as a mother, she could best understand the special bond between mother and son, and now, she shifted the question to me, which also put me in deep thought… “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you such an explicit question.”

“No, it’s okay, in fact, it’s something I’m going to have to deal with sooner or later.”

After returning home from my talk with my godmother, I began to pay attention to the mother that I had ignored for quite some time.

“You’re back. Did you go to Auntie Zhang’s house to visit her again? Although they treat you well, don’t keep going to trouble them, it’s weirdly embarrassing.”

“Auntie Zhang is the only one at home, and she’s happy to have more people with her, so why bother?”

“According to you, mom, I’m staying home alone too, so why don’t you spend more time with me?”

Was mom implying something to me? Or am I getting paranoid by my godmother’s words?

“Don’t you have a sister at home?”

“That’s… that’s different, she’s a girl and you’re a boy, and mom will feel more secure if you’re at home with her.”

Needing the company of men? Is this the second hint my mother gave me? Looking at the back of my mother, who was mopping the floor back and forth in the living room, everything was still so shapely, except for her figure, which had become slightly faded after forty years of age. My eyes, perhaps for many years by the mother of those simple dress and coat deceived, has been ignored in fact, mother is also a woman full of flavor of the special thing.

Bending over her upper body, from her mother’s low-cut collar, she could clearly see the unfathomable cleavage, and a pair of huge breasts that kept swaying back and forth. Highly arched buttocks, although slightly bloated, but lined with a pair of snow-white jade legs underneath, round and full, very provocative.

Mom ah mom, why have I kept you on the back burner! Had it not been for my godmother’s kind mention, I might never have discovered your goodness in my life, and now all I want to do is to kindle your long-extinguished light before you grow old in years.

I walked to the bathroom and rummaged through the dirty laundry in the washing machine, finding three or four pieces of women’s panties at once. My sister’s panties had slowly dared to wear sexier styles, but they were still smaller than my godmother’s underwear, while my long-awaited mother’s panties were still plain and unchanged.

I sat on the toilet, playing with my sister’s and mother’s panties, a game I hadn’t played with in months since discovering the new land of my godmother. Turning over my mother’s plain beige panties, except for a small lace flower on the waistband, there was no other decoration, the elastic band on the panties was loose and offline, but the panties were stained with a lot of secretions from my mother’s lower body, which had already dried up in the form of a long yellow foamy patch, which was the imprint left by my mother’s two pieces of pubic flesh that had been squeezing the panties all day long, and it was adsorbed with the small pieces of essence of my mother’s lower cunt, which emitted an incomparably strong and fishy smell. I couldn’t help but stick out my tongue and lick the remaining secretion on my mother’s panties and swallow it mixed with my saliva.

“How wonderful it would be if my mother could wear underwear in the style of my godmother’s!”

I told my godmother exactly how I felt when I masturbated with my mother’s panties in the bathroom yesterday, and she smiled and took out a small package from the drawer. When I looked at it, it was exactly the birthday gift that my godmother said she was going to buy for me when I accompanied her on the street that day.

“Take it and use it!”

“But… my birthday isn’t here yet?”

“I only said it was a birthday present, who said it was bought for you?”

“And who is this for?”

“Your mom.”

Listening to my godmother, I remembered that tomorrow is my mother’s forty-second birthday. My godmother told me that she accidentally learned about her birthday when she was chatting with my mother, and the set of underwear in the bag was the birthday gift prepared for my mother.

When I opened the bag, a set of dark brown underwear immediately appeared in front of me. The style of the underwear was a French designer’s work, very gorgeous and eye-catching, but compared to the underwear that my godmother liked to wear, it looked a lot more conservative, probably because my godmother was concerned about my mother’s conservative personality, and might not be able to accept too avant-garde underwear all of a sudden.

“Now you don’t have to worry about what you’re going to get your mother for a gift.”

“But… these are women’s underwear! What kind of a son would give his mother underwear.”

“My son, Sonny, does, and you gave it to me didn’t you?”

“That’s different, my mom is a very conservative person, I’m worried…”

“Don’t worry, Godmother has thought of everything for you. You can say this, you can say…”

After my godmother’s face-to-face instruction, I memorized every word of her explanation and practiced alone for the whole night, fearing that I might say any word wrongly.

Chapter 13: A Late Gift

On the night of my mother’s birthday, my sister bought a cake to celebrate her birthday and gave her a bouquet of flowers.

“Little brother never got his mom a birthday present.”

The oldest sister grumbled, but her mother shook her hand and said that as long as the thought was there.

After nightfall, my sister and mother both went to their rooms to sleep, but I was hesitant to deliver this mysterious gift to my mother. Just at this time, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

“Still not sleeping? Rest early, you have class tomorrow!”

“Mom… I…” I took my birthday present out of the drawer with trepidation and said “Happy Birthday” to my mother.

“This is the first time that mom… I’m… so happy…”

Just as my mother was about to unwrap the bag, I rushed to stop her and told her why.

“This is a mysterious gift, because I saw that my mom was busy with household chores all day long and never thought of dressing herself properly, and she was still wearing a dress after seven or eight years, so I asked Auntie Zhang to help my mom pick out a dress. Auntie Zhang told me that it was a dress that every woman would like when she looked at it, so mom would surely like it too, and that it was a magical dress that would make a woman look radiant, but she didn’t tell me what kind of dress had this magical power, in order to give you a surprise.”

The more my mother heard, the more curious she became and the more she looked forward to it, after she said thank you to me, she went back to her room alone, as for how my mother reacted after seeing the gift, I didn’t even think about it, except that in case something went wrong, I could put all the blame on my godmother, it was all because of her ingenious design.

The night went by and nothing happened.

The next day, my mother was still wearing her plain dress to do the housework. I deliberately watched my mother to see if she had changed into her sexy underwear, but I couldn’t see the style of underwear she was wearing in the dark dress.

“Oh, yes, for yesterday’s birthday present… Auntie Jang chose something nice for mom… Why don’t you wear it and show us what you’re made of?” I purposely tried to get Mom’s attention by saying something that would also embarrass her.

“This… this… is not appropriate now…”

“Doesn’t mom like it?”

“It’s not… the clothes are beautiful because…”

“It’s probably a dress or something, so be sure to wear it for me sometime.”

“… um…” Mom didn’t say anything, but just made a vague hitch.

Immediately after leaving the house, I went to my godmother’s house and told her in detail about my mother’s reaction.

“If she’s angry, she means she’s really angry, and if she doesn’t say anything, of course she’s just like being mental.”

“Really?”

“Go through the dirty clothes in the washing machine, I’m sure that set of underwear will be in the pile soon.”

“Is Godmother so sure? It’s not likely that mom will knock that lingerie out of the park.”

“No, believe me, I’m a woman, moreover, I’ve been here before, in the beginning, I was to satisfy my son’s desire to buy those sexy and revealing lingerie, but gradually, I realized that I’ve fallen deeply in love with it, and no woman will be able to resist beautiful clothes, of course, including lingerie as well.”

“To be honest, I’m not at all confident about the future.”

“I don’t encourage you to follow in my footsteps, after all, not every pair of loving mothers and children have good results, like me is an example of failure, it’s better to let nature take its course. I’m just trying to let you know that a woman who is a mother actually needs the support of a man, especially her own flesh and blood, to make all her sacrifices worthwhile, even if the plan doesn’t work out, a mother and son is still a mother and a son, just in a different way, and I’m not going to let you all follow in my footsteps.”

“Haven’t you always wanted to know what happened to me and my son afterward? It’s a very embarrassing piece of the past, and I had wanted to keep it so deep in my memory that it would disappear forever, but in order for you to have some faith in your future with your mother, I’ll tell you as it is! I only hope you won’t repeat the path of my son Sonny and fail your mother.”

“It’s not as serious as Godmother made it sound, is it?”

“Man is a very strange animal. While other animals require only basic physical needs, and a dog is willing to do whatever you want after it has had enough to eat and drink, human desire is a bottomless pit that is never satisfied. When a mother and her son fall in love with each other, and even have incestuous relations, it is such a big shock that it will indeed cause people to lose their original sanity, and there will be no end to the path from the mind, to the body, to…”

“Godmother, the more you talk, the more confused I am, I know the seriousness of incest. In fact, before you even mentioned your story to me, or even reminded me of the delicate relationship between my mother and I, I hadn’t even thought about such a problem again, even if there’s no way to go further with my mother, wouldn’t it be great to maintain the current mother-son relationship?”

“Do you really think so?”

“This… I…”

“You hesitated, you know it in your heart, and you know you’ll regret it for the rest of your life if you don’t.”

Indeed, I really admire my godmother’s ability to understand people’s hearts. Perhaps she, who was once a party to the case, has personal feelings that outsiders cannot understand. I lied to my godmother, I lied to myself, although I have a general secular view of incest, that incest is indeed unpardonable, but I must also admit, in the dark side of my heart, all the time longing for a kiss of the mother’s fragrance, coupled with my family environment, I and my mother’s feelings are brewing mother-child incest affair of the unquestionable hotbed.

Chapter 14: A Detailed Account from the Beginning

“Ever since that night, when I offered my body to my son, Sonny, we have ceased to be mother and son. Although this was expected, it was still a huge shock to me, and it was really hard to adjust for a while… Who am I to Sonny? Am I his mother? A lover? Or just a tool for lust? My son is not clear, even I as a mother is also confused.

The next morning, I woke up in my sleep and suddenly felt a tickle in my lower body, and when I looked up, I realized that my son was lying on my crotch spread out in an octagonal shape and licking my pussy.

‘Mom, you’re awake? It’s a special way to wake up the bed like this, isn’t it! See, mom’s pussy is so wet even in her dreams, why don’t we do it again!”

Son is a very strong sexual desire of the child, the past has been in a state of repression, he suddenly found me this can also be the object of sexual desire, he seems very pleased, every day in the situation of exuberance. On the contrary, I, every and he had sex once, the inner sense of guilt will deepen layer, let me very painful.

Unable to refuse, Sonny’s hot cock plunged back into my tired cunt again.

I can’t deny that during the process of making love with my son, I did enjoy unprecedented orgasms as well, and the flood of lewdness was even able to wet the entire sheet. Although Sonny was a virgin before this, his skill in making love was no less than that of any adult man, and this was perhaps also due to his exceptional talent!

Simple as I am, I originally just wanted to provide my son’s lewd underwear for him to masturbate, but I ended up plunging myself into the abyss of incest as well. But I don’t regret it. As long as Sonny is dedicated to loving me, taking care of me and keeping me company, all the sacrifices are worth it.

Although I was already his person, and he could get my body anytime he wanted and do whatever he wanted, he still seemed to be obsessed with my underwear, so at his request, I had to wear those sexy and lewd underwear on my body every day for him to admire and play with, and only when I wore them could he really go crazy.

”Mom, hurry up and change into these underwear, I went to a lot of trouble to get them.”

Sonny had gotten some very slutty underwear from somewhere that could make you blush just looking at it, let alone wearing it on your body for your son to play with.

”Sonny, I’ll wear it for you in the room tonight, okay? Mommy will be shy.’

I don’t know when it started, but any time I didn’t do what he wanted, he would lose his temper and yell at me so that I would have to behave. Apparently, he had forgotten that I was his birth mother.

He pulled the curtains in the living room, pushed me down on the couch, and then roughly ripped off all the clothes from my body, forcing me to put on those extremely perverted underwear. I felt so much fear that I trembled and put those underwear on. Sonny again pressed me on the sofa, and through the thin, cicada-winged bra used his strong, powerful palms to hold my breasts in his palms to squeeze and pinch and twist them. My breasts felt like they were about to burst, but Sonny was so excited that with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he reached for my pussy with his other hand, again rubbing my labia softly through my thin panties.

‘Mom still says she doesn’t like it… You’re wetting your panties with your lewdness…’

‘Stop… please…’

Sonny played with my body through my panties and bra for nearly ten minutes. Strangely enough, I gradually became aroused from the pain, my nipples were erect and stiff, and my pussy was so engorged that it looked like a small bean. When Sonny saw this, he didn’t take off my panties, he just pulled the bottom of my panties to the side, so my whole vulva was visible, and before I could react, his big rod had already been inserted.

‘Mom… games like this… turn you on too…’

”Sonny… Mom is a… lowly woman…”

‘I like… mom… slutty… I’m going to ejaculate… in my pussy…’

A thick, hot jet of liquid jetted into my cavity again, straight to the center of my flower.

It was at this time that I really knew what it meant to be the real me. In the past, I had always thought that women only needed a spiritual life, but now, not only had I discovered the joy of sex, but I had also found out that I had a strong masochistic personality, and when Sonny roughly played with my body in a perverted way, I actually experienced the taste of shuttling between heaven and hell, only that the man who had given me all of this was actually my own flesh and blood.

At this point, I am considered completely liberated, what the insistence of being a mother, what moral ethics, everything is shit, I only know that I am a woman gradually stepping into middle age, with a body that yearns to be nourished all the time, and that the only man who can satisfy me is my son – Sonny.

Sonny pulled his weak prick out of my vagina, and looking at the rod covered with semen and lewd water, I couldn’t help but take the initiative to take it into my mouth. The taste of a penis full of foreign matter is really different, fishy and stinky, but in my mouth, it tastes sweeter than any jellied liquid.

‘Mom… you offered to take it for me… I’m so touched!’

Sonny was obviously surprised by my oblivious behavior, he followed suit and lowered his head, licking my wet pussy lips with his flexible tongue, I couldn’t help but let out twice more as the tip of my tongue slid between my slit, and he copied me by swallowing all the fluids oozing out of my lower pussy. Mother and son did 69 style oral sex for half an hour.

From then on, I was his woman… or rather, his exclusive sex object. Before the incestuous relationship, Sonny was more infatuated with me as his mother than lustful towards me, but after the incident, there was no trace of love in his heart… only endless evil desires.

I was suffering physically and mentally, and incredibly, I fell deeply into it, perhaps he was the second man to own my body after his father, and I became extremely dependent on him, and it didn’t matter even if he abused and ruined me as long as he was willing to pay attention to me.

My submissiveness to my son allowed me to abandon a woman’s dignity as a mother, and yet it was the first step in my mistake, because Sonny’s appetite grew so large that mere intercourse and sex could no longer satisfy his growing sexual appetite.”

Chapter 15 – Slaves of Desire

Godmother’s story became more and more explicit and taboo, but she did not shy away from using the most direct words to describe the sexual affairs between her and her son, compared to the first time she was drunk and spit out the truth, it is really a world of difference, I can feel that Godmother things intentionally, as if she wanted me to deeply experience the sorrow and joy of mother-son incest.

“Godmother… do you want to rest for a while…”

“No need, for the story is just about to begin. The next part of the story will be able to unravel the question that has been on your mind for days as to why I would choose to hide from my own son after committing mother-son incest.”

“Did… your son start doing some… perverted sexual abuse to you?”

“You’re only half right.”

“Another half? And what’s the other half?”

“One evening I was cooking in the kitchen when Sonny came rushing into the kitchen without warning and said he wanted to have kitchen sex with me. I didn’t object because before that we had made love almost every day, but only in the room, and making love in the kitchen was a really fresh and exciting idea, but what to do when dinner was only half done?

Sonny asked me to strip down to an apron and continue cooking. I looked very uncomfortable with only an apron on my body. At that moment, Sonny picked up two cucumbers on the table and waved them in front of my face, and I immediately realized what he was trying to do, even though I had once masturbated to cucumbers and carrots before, but I didn’t feel comfortable with it.

‘Come on, just make love… yah!’

Without waiting for me to finish my sentence, Sonny had already inserted one of the cucumbers into my vagina. The unpeeled cucumber had a slight sting on the rind, but to the sensitive walls of the vaginal cavity, it was so unspeakable that lewd water gushed out from the center of the flower, immediately wetting the cold cucumber.

‘Feel good… mom… it’s our dinner… don’t ruin it…’

‘Sonny… don’t… abuse mom… it hurts… it hurts…’

‘Look, mom’s lust is so much… it’s amazing… even her thighs are wet…’

‘Don’t finish… Mom wants you… to come in… not the cucumber…’

The cucumber that had turned into a lewd tool in his hands, every time he pumped it, he scraped out a few subtle scratches inside my cunt, but the pain was marvelously transformed into an numbness, which couldn’t help but make my whole body shiver.

‘Want my meat stick? Service me with mom’s little mouth first.’

Sonny had already taken off his pants and was sitting on the dining table, a thick, sinewy penis stood tall at his crotch, and I didn’t hesitate to take it into my mouth, swallowing and spitting it out with the regularity of an engine piston.

‘Mom’s… mouth… is beyond words… I want… to ejaculate in my mother’s mouth… I want my mother to swallow every drop of it…’

At this moment, Sonny shoved another cucumber into my anus, and I was stimulated to suck even harder on his prick. Shortly afterward, a stream of thick, hot liquid shot out from his horse’s eye and spurted straight down my throat, leaving me no choice but to swallow his semen into my stomach.

‘Mom is such a slut, my gumbo is still good, right? Don’t waste it.’

After the ejaculation of the penis in the mouth weakened, but sonny still want me to lick it, but only less than three minutes time, originally already decadent penis and immediately live again, so that I have to admire my son’s youthful vigor.

‘Look mom, my dick has come back to life, it’s my turn.’

He pressed my upper body down on the dining table, my ass high in the air, and the cucumber that had been inserted in my anus and pussy was jerked out hard.

”Y… it hurts… gently…”

‘Mom’s asshole is still a virgin, right? Why don’t you let me deflower mom?’

‘No… don’t stick it in there… it’s going to hurt… ah… hmm…’

Sonny didn’t pay any attention to my pleas, his anus, which had just been a bit loosened up by the cucumber, was stabbed hard by his penis all of a sudden. Anal sex is really not comfortable, even painful, but at this moment, it makes me feel fresh feelings that I have never felt before, am I really a slut? I I myself began to produce this question.

In addition to the kitchen table, the living room sofa, the bathroom, the balcony, were all places where he abused me as a mother, and even though I still wanted to retain a little bit of my dignity as a mother, in front of him, I was just his sex toy, an object of lust.

After more than a year of being abused by my own son, the physical and mental torture became too much for me to bear, my body was getting worse and worse every day, and I was in a trance-like state of mind. But Sonny didn’t stop at all, and even intensified his treatment of me. He even tied me to a chair with a rope, and took a stray dog from the roadside in an attempt to lead the dog to… Luckily, the dog seemed to have no interest at all, so I escaped with my life… But after that, I strongly wanted to end the relationship.

But I know very well in my heart that once mother-son incest arises, there is no stopping it for a single day, and to ask Sonny to let go of it is impossible, and the only thing I can do is to run away!

The rest of the story, which is the history of my escapades, isn’t much to talk about, and it took a few changes of lodgings in a row until I was neighbors with you to give me any real desire to settle down.”

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“Godmother, after all this, do you regret having incest with your son…?”

Without giving it the slightest thought, Godmother shook her head firmly.

“Not at all, because I knew that was my destiny, only I made the mistake of not recognizing beforehand what kind of a man my son was.”

“Then how could you encourage me and my mother… aren’t you afraid that I’m making the same mistake?”

“I have faith in you. After spending this time with you, I know that you have a good heart and all the conditions for incest to happen, and that is also your destiny, you don’t need to run away, you should face it. I have been thinking that if I had such a good son as you, I would have hated to offer myself to you voluntarily! That’s why I recognized you as my godson ah.”

“So… Godmother is also interested… in… with me…”

My godmother smiled but didn’t answer, the weird look on her face made my heart pound, was I really right?

“If you’re good, Godmother will think about it.”

“Really? How do I have to behave?”

“Start with your mom. It’s sort of a selfish thought on my part; I want the dreams I couldn’t fulfill to be fulfilled by you.”

“Unattainable dreams?”

“A harmonious family where there is only sex and love, no violence, no abuse. Most men love for sex, but most women have sex for love. You have both love and sexual fantasies for your mother. Love goes without saying. Next, it’s all about sex. A mother-son relationship with love as well as sex is my lifelong dream.”

“But… but… I’m not at all sure what my mother thinks, plus, I’m still a virgin, so even if I wanted to fuck, I wouldn’t know where to start.”

“You little slicker, who doesn’t know what’s on your mind! It’s just that you want godmother to teach you, isn’t it?”

“Godmother is wise, nothing can be hidden from you.” Things on my mind being seen through by my godmother, I could only smile awkwardly.

“Tell you what, from today onwards, you will report back to me every day on the progress of you and your mother, and Godmother will give you guidance as appropriate, and when it really comes to a critical moment… Godmother won’t be stingy either.”

“Is it true? Godmother can’t be a yellow cow, with this assurance from you, I will definitely fulfill my godmother’s dream.”

For more than a month after that, I would report back to my godmother every day on the status of my mother, but to my chagrin, what I thought would be an amazing breakthrough in the mother-son relationship after the delivery of the underwear did not go as smoothly as my godmother had expected, my mother still did not have any reaction, and I would check the bathroom and the balcony several times a day, and the underwear that I had given to my mother had never appeared.

“Is it that mom is afraid to wear her underwear because she thinks it’s too sexy? Or is she mad at me for this? Why isn’t there any progress at all?”

“Be patient, your mom may be a conservative person on the outside, but a woman’s sixth sense tells me that your mom is on the verge of exploding her long suppressed feelings inside, and I think… something is missing.”

“Don’t sell me short, Godmother, what is it?”

“A little catalyst is your initiative.”

“Didn’t I already send her sexy underwear?”

“It’s not enough, it’s called striking while the iron is hot, while you only wait again and again, you should take the initiative to create an opportunity to be alone with your mother, and then you should lay down some hard drugs.”

“But… I’ve never dated my mom, or a woman her age, and I don’t know what to do.”

“Send the Buddha to heaven, and Godmother will be the one you practice on!”

“Really? Great!”

“But if you don’t take your studies seriously, I won’t buy it!”

“I know this, so why don’t we start today.”

With that, my godmother volunteered to be my date, so that I could simulate any situation that I might encounter in the future when I asked my mother to be my date.

Godmother is really a woman who has seen the world, her insight and mastery of the human heart, really to the point of letting people have no escape, especially for women, in just one week, I learned from my godmother that many techniques to please older women, and even able to seize the weakness of women, attacking their unpreparedness, coupled with a little bit of the bitter trick, I am already confident that I can make my mother succumb to me.

Chapter XVI – Confessions of a Mother

Perhaps it was God’s arrangement that I overheard my mother’s words, even if it was her sincere confession. To her, Auntie Jang was an “outsider”, but she didn’t know that Auntie Jang was in fact my godmother, and she thought that she had no worries about confessing to an outsider, but she didn’t know that I was listening to her words in the next room as she spoke them…

That day, while I was chatting with my godmother at her home, the doorbell suddenly rang, and my godmother went to answer the door, but I heard my mother’s voice from outside. I had the bright idea to get up and hide in the storage room next to the living room. With the door half closed, I could not only hide myself, but also clearly see and hear every move outside.

“Ms. Zhang, sorry to bother you.”

“Don’t be so polite, we’ve all been neighbors for so long. By the way, looking for me for something special?”

“Yah, that’s right, Inu has been bothering you a lot, and it’s made me a bit overwhelmed, so I’ll apologize in advance.”

“Phew, no such thing, the boy is well behaved. Besides, I live alone, so it’s a good thing I have him to keep me company and relieve my boredom.”

“It’s all my fault as a mother, I can’t even control my own child, and I have to ask you to take the trouble.”

“In fact, Po, the boy has often told me about you…”

“Yes… what did he… say?” Mother seemed concerned about this.

“He said it was very hard for you to raise two small children on your own and that he appreciated your parenting.”

“And?”

“And… this…” Knowing that my godmother was trying to whet my mother’s appetite, I purposely stammered out the words, and she really did look a bit agitated.

“He said that Mother was good, but she lacked the… joie de vivre, and he said that if Mother could… hmmm…”

“I know I’m a bit serious in front of my children, but I really don’t know what to do. Unlike you, I’m always ahead of the times, so hip and fun, and I’ve wanted to change, but how can I let go of being a mother…”

“Mrs. Lee take it easy for now, also a woman, I understand your feelings very well.”

“Ms. Chang, I’m a simple-minded woman and Bao listens to you very well, so please do help me. Recently, I’ve noticed that Bao’s behavior is a bit… strange, and I can’t tell you why, but I know that you must understand why, so please tell me!”

Godmother purposely put on a very difficult look, and several times she wanted to say something, so that her mother did not know what to do.

“I do know why, but if we’re going to fix this, you’re going to have to be honest about what’s going on in your mind before I can really help you, and since we’re all women, I don’t think there’s anything to be embarrassed about.”

Mother, of course, nodded her head vigorously in order to know the answer.

“In fact… although Po didn’t say so explicitly, I can sense that he’s always thought of you as his mental idol, and rather than worshipping you, he has strong oedipal tendencies.”

“What? Oedipus… tendency… are you saying that Bao likes me as his mother?”

Godmother nodded firmly: “And don’t be surprised, my own son is just as strong, if not stronger, than Po is now.”

“So… what should I do?”

“That’s up to you, and I can’t help you with that, because the thing about relationships is that they’re between two people, and the issues don’t differ based on their relationship to each other, even if they’re mother and son.”

“Could it be that you, Ms. Lee…”

“As you think, I accepted my son for no other reason than that I too love him so deeply that I would even give up everything for him. Since our happiness is in each other’s hands, the only way to get it is to be closely united with each other.”

In her shock, her mother knew that if she asked any deeper questions she would be touching on personal matters, so she immediately changed the subject, but she already understood the reason why her godmother wanted her to be honest.

“This is a problem between you mother and son, I’m not at liberty to ask about it, but how to solve it, I think, at the moment, you’re the only one who knows. On the contrary, what is your attitude towards Bao?”

“This… I…”

“Although the truth is cruel, sometimes the only way to solve problems is to face them truthfully. I would like to advise you as a person who has been there before that people do not have to live under the shadow of traditional morality, the so-called morality and ethics are also designed by people, but behind closed doors, there is another world that belongs to you, a world where you do not have to live under the moral judgment of other people all the time. Forgive me for saying these words with a great deal of treason, but they are from my heart, and I think you will feel the same way.”

Mother didn’t say anything, but she looked confused and her expression slightly agitated in the face of her godmother’s direct and revealing instructions.

“Do you really think… I can…”

“There is no can or can’t, only will or won’t. I know it’s very painful to make such a decision, but I believe it must be worth it in order to gain the true love of a lifetime. You… love Bo just as much, don’t you?”

“Me? How should I put it? He’s my own flesh and blood, how can I not love him, but I’m not sure if that love is kinship or male/female love?”

“It’s really hard to tell, but if you think about how possessive you are of your son, how overly concerned you are about her, and how uncomplainingly devoted you are to him, you can see that it’s not at all different from male-female love.”

Godmother’s eloquence is first-rate, and the simple and mute mother doesn’t even have a chance to think, and has already completely succumbed to his theory of mother-child love.

“Having been his mother all his life, it’s really hard to make such a big change all of a sudden, and I suggest that you change yourself slowly, and if you really don’t feel it’s appropriate at that time then it’s not too late to turn back, but if you reject it out of hand from the start, you could also be cutting off a lifetime of happiness for both of you.”

“So… what should I do?”

“Remember when Po asked me to pick out a gift for you on your birthday? I chose a set of sexy underwear for you in the hope that you would change completely from inside to outside, according to my observation, you have natural good conditions, but because you have been missing a man worthy of dressing up for him, you have neglected your own beauty.”

“That underwear… actually… I only wore it once…”

“Is the look too revealing? Or did I pick something you didn’t like?”

“It’s not like that. Actually, I was very happy to receive this gift, but when I couldn’t help but put it on, I had a wonderful feeling, as if… as if I was being tightly wrapped around my private parts by Po, which made me feel very ashamed, so…”

“This is more proof that in your heart you have actually always had the same idea with Ah Bao, just that you serve to admit it frankly and openly. If you are willing, on Ah Bao’s side, I will help you to exert some force; as for you, you have to rely on yourself to overcome, no one can help you.”

My mother thanked me and went home with a heart full of struggles, and me? I already knew what I had to do.

Chapter 17: Midnight Love Affair

Women are herd animals, even mothers, and when she’s not sure what she thinks, she’ll just keep taking the bull by the horns, but when a second woman agrees with her, or when she gets the same consensus from another woman, she’ll start to do what she’s been wanting to do, but has been repressing over and over again.

Mother seems to have become much more cheerful since she spoke to her godmother yesterday, changing her more serious expression from the past, and always with a smile on her face.

“Mom, what’s so happy? See you can’t stop smiling today.”

When her sister asked her mother in an unspecified manner, her mother’s face flashed with a coy flush and a slightly embarrassed expression.

“N… nothing… in a good mood, I guess.”

Of course I knew why, I just kept pretending as if nothing had happened, but one thing that caught my attention was what my mother was wearing.

Because my mother usually wears shirts and shorts at home, but today she wore a goose-yellow dress, no wonder even my sister felt that my mother was a little bit unusual, but I paid attention to more than just my mother’s dress, because at the same time when she bent down and sat down, I had already glimpsed my mother’s bra from the broad bodice of the dress.

I already knew all of my mother’s underwear by heart, but it seemed that the bra she was wearing today was a birthday present from me. If that was the case, then the panties she was wearing today were also… After my mother had finished washing her morning clothes, I went into the bathroom as I was used to doing. I couldn’t wait to pick up the basket of laundry, and when I opened it, I saw the sexy underwear I’d been longing for! What I saw was really the set of sexy underwear that I had been longing for and looking forward to day and night!

Mother finally agreed to wear them!

I was almost on the verge of tears of joy, and I excitedly held the panties to my face and sniffed them vigorously, only to realize that the bottom of the panties was wet, and although I wasn’t sure what it was, it smelled like a strong stench. Was my mother masturbating through her panties? Or was it because she couldn’t help but ooze her secret juices in her sexy panties for the first time?

Regardless of that, I wrapped my panties around my long-pressed rod and rubbed it quickly.

“Mom… you’re finally willing to wear… these panties…”

Through my mother’s superbly textured silk panties, I defiantly sprayed my cum onto the panties that had once encased my mother’s large pussy lips.

“Godmother, Godmother! Great news, my mom is finally wearing that underwear. As you might expect, mom is starting to look a little different. Do you see… is it time for me to confess to mom?”

“Not yet, bear with me for a while, but you can get closer to her more often to make the long distance disappear, remember the dating special a while back?”

“Are you asking me to ask Mom out?”

“It doesn’t matter who the other person is, as long as it’s a woman, when the first line of defense is breached, the rest is not a problem.”

I followed my godmother’s instructions, and boldly invited my mother, and things went surprisingly well for me. As soon as my mother heard that I was going to ask her out to go shopping and watch a movie, she was actually happy to agree, and specially reminded me that I couldn’t let my sister know about it.

I was a little nervous on the first day of my date with my mother, and when she appeared in front of me in a pretty dress, it really took me by surprise. My mother’s dress wasn’t exactly sexy, but for her longtime conservative and plain dresser, the woman in front of me did exude an irresistible feminine charm.

“Mom… you’re really beautiful today, how come I haven’t seen you wear it before?”

“This was… specially bought for today… for our trip together as mother and son.”

Bought it for me? I couldn’t believe that my conservative mother would dress up for me. I was touched and at the same time I realized that the distance between us mother and son was about to disappear.

The date went very well, and the two of us spent a pleasant day together. Since then, we have often traveled together as mother and son, no matter whether it is shopping or shopping, we are always close to each other. Gradually, I found that some serious mother also began to know and I flirted, the first taste of sweetness, I even made some intimate movements to my mother, my mother did not resent.

Under my godmother’s careful guidance, my mother began to learn how to dress up, she began to buy cosmetics, and often buy some beautiful clothes for herself, of course, but also one after another piece of sexy and beautiful underwear. Thanks to my godmother’s blessing, I have been able to enjoy an endless supply of sexy underwear for masturbation every day, and I even found that my mother had thrown all the old-fashioned underwear and bras into the garbage can.

“Even such an old-fashioned mom is starting to fall in love with sexy lingerie, thanks to Godmother.”

“I think your mother didn’t just wear it for her own enjoyment, half the reason was probably because of you.”

I told my godmother about the day I jerked off in her panties and shot my semen on her panties, and she deduced that it made sense, that my mother must have envisioned a number of possibilities after she found out that I was masturbating in her worn panties, and that by choosing to remain silent and starting to buy sexy lingerie to wear, she wasn’t actually making a statement to me, that I could have as much fun as I wanted with her panties!

“Godmother, what should I do next?”

“It’s time for you to be the one to hand-deliver the underwear to your mother, and to deliver sexier underwear to your mom one more time, and I’m sure the effect will never be the same because your mom isn’t the same as she used to be.”

Chapter 18: Happy Mother’s Day

“Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!”

When Mother’s Day came, my sister bought a bunch of carnations for my mother.

“I was going to send you a nice dress, but mom has become so much better lately, not only does she know how to dress herself, but she has become so much prettier that I hardly recognize you.”

“Yes?”

My mother laughed awkwardly, but my mother and I both knew why.

“Little brother, how come I don’t see your gift?”

“I’m going to give my mom a special gift this year, so, for now, I’m going to sell it.”

“Come on, there was no gift, you’re just making excuses.”

Ignoring my sister’s sarcasm, after dinner, I took advantage of my sister’s absence to walk to my mother’s room alone. When I reached the door of my mother’s room, she suddenly came out of the room.

“Whoa! Po, what’s the matter?”

I saw my mother carrying a pile of clothes in her hand, as if she was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower.

“Yes… this is the birthday gift I’m giving my mom.”

My mother took the gift and weighed it in her hand: “Thank you very much… I’ll open it after I take a shower.”

“No… I mean, mom can bring it to the bathroom, I think it will come in handy.” By the time I finished speaking, I was already blushing with shame and turned back to the room.

Even though my mother has changed a lot lately, and my relationship with her has gone from distant to close, I still can’t anticipate how my mother will feel when she receives sexy underwear as a gift for the second time.

The waiting time went by and the anxiety made me sit up and take notice.

“Knock! Knock!”

As I expected, the door to the room slammed.

“May I come in?”

Her mother was bathed in a bathrobe and her hair was still wet, obviously having just taken a shower.

“Thank you for the gift, I just want to say to you that your gift, mom loves it. Did you ask Auntie Chang to pick it out for you again?”

“No… this time… I picked it out for mom myself… I don’t know… if it fits?”

A shy look appeared on her mother’s face, she couldn’t think of anything else that could make a forty year old woman feel so shy, such was the magic of panties.

“Won’t the clerk think it’s weird for a boy to buy women’s underwear?”

“I often accompany Auntie Zhang to buy lingerie, so I’m familiar with the boss lady of the lingerie store, and the style of this set of lingerie was also suggested by the boss lady, and I heard mom say that she liked it, so it’s obvious that she really does have a unique vision.”

“You often accompany Auntie Zhang to buy lingerie? When will you also accompany mom to shop at the store you mentioned?”

My mother seemed to have a bit of a taste for it, but it also played right into my hands.

“I’ll go with you anytime Mom is happy.”

“It’s a deal! For this gift of yours, along with the last one, mom will wear them often, after all, it’s all from my son.”

Mom also seemed to realize she had said something she shouldn’t have and turned to leave.

“Mom… can… let me see… the gift from me?”

“This bad boy, mom is a few years old and still flirts with me so much… let me think about it.”

My mother has left, but she has also left a lot of room for imagination. Mom doesn’t say “no” but says she’ll “think about it,” implying that she “wants it but is still hesitant,” so perhaps tonight is my best chance.

It was already dark, and my heart was beating faster and faster with the coming of the night. I couldn’t help but step out of the room, and like a puppet being pulled, I headed straight for my mother’s room.

“Is that Po? Come in and do mommy a favor, will you?” Only when she reached the door of her mother’s room, she was called by her mother, who seemed to be waiting for a long time, and was invited into the room on her own initiative.

Upon entering the room, I saw my mother, dressed in a sleeveless white dress, very playful and cute, with her hands behind her back, as if she was pulling at something.

“Will you pull the zipper on my back for me?”

Mother turned around, only pieces of dress behind the pulling from the hips all the way to the back of the spine, straight open, as for the dress worn inside the underwear, naturally, it is clear, although I want to help her pull pulling the pulling, in fact, is to let me witness the delivery of her underwear.

“Does the dress look good?” Mother asked.

“It looks good… inside and out… anything that looks good on mom.”

Mother laughed and laughed.

“I’m asking you if this new white dress of mine looks good. Look at you! Where are your eyes?”

“If it’s all right, I’ll go out first.”

“Don’t worry, mom… wants to talk to you.”

My mother pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed, which was a first, and I was a little nervous.

“Mother appreciates how attentive you have been to me for a while, and I suppose it’s because of Auntie Chang?”

“I’m not going to lie, Auntie Chang has taught me many things, including… how to get along with you.”

“It’s time to thank people, because… I’ve gotten a lot of inspiration from her as well.”

When we finished, we looked at each other as mother and son, but we should have been thinking the same thing in our minds.

After that, there was a moment of silence, my mother and I both wanted to make things clear and understandable in our minds, but neither of us would speak first, and finally, after a few minutes of struggle, it was my mother who made the first move.

“Siao Bao, there are many things in life that cannot be forced, for example, you can’t ask a couple of people who love each other not to love each other, and you can’t sever the blood ties with your relatives. Love is a very simple thing, but some people are destined to love very hard… Do you know what I’m talking about?”

I nodded while my mother continued.

“I’ve been thinking a lot lately, and I’ve come to a realization, but, loving each other is a matter of two people, and if either party expresses the wrong kind of love, not only will it spoil the original friendship with each other, but sometimes it will even turn against each other, and mom doesn’t want that to happen.”

“Mom, all I know is that if two people love each other, they should be brave or else it will only result in lifelong regrets.”

“Do you… love me?”

“Love!” I said in the firmest tone of voice I had ever heard.

“Is it the same kind of love you have for your mother?”

“And more and more. Well… let’s put it this way, if I could have been born twenty years earlier, I would have married my mom.”

“If you had another chance in twenty years, would you make the most of it?”

“Definitely! I…”

My mother stopped my mouth with her index finger and told me not to say anything else, because everything was already clear.

My mother stood up and turned her back to me again, “Would you mind undoing the zipper on my back again?”

Chapter 19: Returning to Mom’s Tenderness

At my mother’s request, all the lights in the room were turned off, and I could only vaguely see my mother’s shapely curves through the streetlights coming in through the window.

“Can’t you leave some light on? I want to see mom’s body… and… in her underwear…”

“I haven’t been naked in front of any man for so many years… Mom is shy…”

“I… don’t know where to start…”

Although I learned a lot of men and women in the godmother there, but they are only oral teachings, really want to real gun on the field, I actually panicked. My mother looked at my embarrassed appearance, also could not help but laugh. This smile, the original full of murderous atmosphere for the first time eased a lot.

With my mother’s active guidance, we got naked on her large bed, which had been purchased specifically for my mother and father to make love, but was now the tool I used to conquer my mother for the first time.

“I… want to kiss mom’s mouth…”

“Nasty guy! Mommy is already naked in your arms and asking this stupid question!”

After saying that, the mother took the initiative to the small mouth up, soft and warm two pieces of red lips, suddenly melted my heart, but let my prick more hard!

Mother’s soft tongue, like a big leech tightly wrapped around my tongue, we kept exchanging saliva with each other, while my hands disobediently gently roamed around my mother’s sensitive places, my mother didn’t resist in the slightest, but just kept moving her blood-colored body full of desire.

“Little baby… stop… tickling mom…”

“Mom’s nipples are getting hard… down there… so wet…”

It was hard to break away from my mother’s mouth, and shifted to her dark brown nipples that were hard as two raisins because of blood engorgement. As soon as I sucked on them, my mother’s whole body trembled like a spasm, and even though my mother’s breasts couldn’t suck a single drop of milk anymore, I still sucked on them earnestly and vigorously.

“Oh… mmm… it’s beautiful… it’s been a long time… since I’ve had this… feeling…”

“Let Mommy suck on mine too, will you?”

Without waiting for my mother’s reply, I was already holding my violent prick in my hand and shoving it into her small mouth.

“Mmm… mmm… Shou Bou… so bad…”

“ah… ah… mom… so good… so good…”

I had only masturbated in the past, but for the first time I experienced the pleasure of “oral”, I was so excited that I wanted to ejaculate, and holding my mother’s head with both hands, I pushed my penis into her mouth.

“Ah… Ah… Ah… I can’t… I’m going to cum…”

Thick, foul-smelling semen like a torrent directly into the mother’s throat, only to hear the mother “grunt” two sounds will be swallowed into the stomach, long before the sticky decadent penis spit out.

“Mom, I’m sorry, will… shoot… all in your mouth…”

“It doesn’t taste very good, but… as long as it’s yours, mom likes it.”

“Mom, let me serve you too!”

“At my service?”

Before my mother knew it, I was already between her legs and crotch, burying my head in her pussy. I pulled a pillow under her ass so that her pussy would stand out a bit, and slung her legs over her shoulders, and when I was ready, I was greeted by the mysterious cave of my dreams.

Although the room was dimly lit, I could vaguely still see the thick pubic hair scattered over the pubic mound below the pubic hair, cracked with an opening, the place where I was born!

I use my index finger and middle finger to open my mother’s two large labia, by the left and right labia guarded by the secret meat of the hole is in front of me, I can not wait to use the tip of my tongue in the mouth of the hole licked, my mother was so sensitive that she let out a moan.

“Uh-oh… uh-oh… don’t do this… it’s embarrassing… mom would be ashamed…”

From inside my mother’s vagina came a gush of egg-white love juice, which was commonly known as “lewdness”, which didn’t taste very good in my mouth, but made me extremely crazy! As my tongue kept pumping in and out of her pussy, my mother’s “lust water” almost overflowed.

“Oh… oh… no… no more… stop playing with mom… stick it in…”

“Isn’t that exactly what I’m plugging?”

“I mean… that… you’re so annoying… just asking mom… to ask…”

Strangely enough, the big rod that had ejaculated only five minutes before was revitalized by the stimulation of my mother’s lustful water. It’s time, looking back it’s been a long journey, just at the moment the prick was in my mother’s vagina, I was almost in tears with excitement, yes, mom! Great mom! I’m finally back in your arms again!

Chapter 20: The New Life Movement

After three hours of fighting, I ejaculated wildly three more times, and my mother kissed me straight on the cheek with satisfaction, praising my prowess over and over again.

“I think it could be better.”

My mother stroked my head in relief and gently rubbed my somewhat reddened prick again.

“For a guy having sex for the first time, you’re pretty good.”

“I can’t imagine having sex is so wonderful! Especially with mom.”

“Xiao Bao! Mom will be your person from now on, so don’t take away Mom’s hard work.”

Mom picked up her panties, which had been curled into a ball and tossed to the side of the bed, and tenderly wiped my prick and her own wretched pussy.

“Mom, can I have those panties?”

“Isn’t… isn’t this something you bought for mom?”

“Because that panty has mom’s scent on it, so, I want to treasure it.”

Strangely enough, even though I had been able to make love to my mother, I still couldn’t resist my love for panties, and now, I finally understood why my godmother was addicted to them.

The next day, I went to see my godmother with the panties stained with my semen and my mother’s love juices, and reported the good news to her. After seeing the panties, my godmother did not say much except to congratulate me.

“Godmother, are you not feeling well?”

“It’s fine… I just hope that you don’t follow in the footsteps of my son, Sonny, and make sure you cherish this hard-earned love.”

“I know, and I will certainly not forget my godmother’s thoughts.”

A month later, my godmother suddenly moved away without a word, leaving behind a whole closet of sexy underwear and a letter to me, in which she explained that I should treasure these underwear because seeing pants is like seeing a person, and asked me not to try to find her because she was just a passer-by in my life.

I passed all these panties to my mother and said that it was explained by my godmother before she left. In fact, whenever I made love with my mother who was wearing my godmother’s sexy underwear, I always felt that I was having sex with my godmother.

As for why my godmother left? I don’t know, but to me, my godmother is undoubtedly a moon goddess sent down from heaven.

[End of show]

(Chapter 1) Mothers

I stroked my face, the fiery slap marks still faintly stinging.

I hate my father, every time he moves he beats me and scolds me, sometimes even for the slightest mistake, he won’t let go. Not only me, but also my mother, my sister and my brother suffered the same situation. Sometimes I wonder how my mother could stand him.

The window is a little windy, I slowly pull down the window  and gently dry my tears, ready to take a good hot bath and forget the troubles of today.

I walked into my room and grabbed some underwear and pajamas. Suddenly there was a slight pain in my chest, I stroked it as if I had just accidentally hit it when I was being punched, and the tears came 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 took off my clothes, looking in the mirror and happened to see the bruise again. I quickly turned on the water canopy and stepped into the tub, closing my eyes and letting the cool water wash over me from top to bottom. Faintly, I thought I heard myself sobbing.

“Why? I can’t 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: “May I come in?”

“Mom? Come in.”

Mom pushed the door open and casually closed it again.

I wiped the water droplets off my face and realized 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 of my body, I embraced my mom tightly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s mommy’s fault, it’s mommy’s fault for never defending you all these years.”

“No, no, I know mom suffered a lot too. Mom, I never blamed you.”

┅┅

And so, we hugged each other for a while.

After a while, my mom let go of me, and then slowly undid her blouse while saying, “Remember when you were a kid, you always loved to take a bath with your mom?”

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 would have been forty-one this year, but had stayed young and hadn’t lost her figure.

Sure enough, when I unhooked my mom’s bra, a pair of incredibly perky breasts popped out with a vengeance.

I immediately helped my mom remove her pants and panties again.

The dense pubic hair, delicate and snow-white skin, red nipples, and slender legs exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Mom stepped into the tub, letting the water wet her body first, then hugged me tenderly.

All of a sudden, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

Mom’s hand slid to the bruise on my chest and gently caressed it. I suddenly felt an itch 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 an outlet for the pain we had accumulated over the years. We forgot who we were, how far we were from each other, and how close we were to each other.

My mom’s hands were all over my body, rubbing my breasts, squeezing my 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” and her grip on my breasts tightened.

My senses had drifted up to the heavens and I shuddered and moaned. I crossed my left leg and hooked it around my mom so that my pussy could rub against the outside of her thighs, while increasing the number of fingers pumping inside her 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 so much juice already coming out of my bottom, along with mom’s saliva, moistening my sensitive area.

Mom’s tongue was moving faster and faster, and every once in a while she slipped inside me.

I couldn’t help it, my waist subconsciously bobbing up and down as my mom’s tongue pumped. I rubbed my breasts, my waterlogged pubic hair, and I tried hard to hold my legs wider apart so I could have a more intense orgasm.

I kept moaning and gasping, “Ahh! Aah!”

I can’t, I can’t, and with a shudder, I finally reached my climax, and I pulled my mom closer to her lips and kissed her deeply.

Mom’s lips were littered with my lewd ooze near her lips.

A strange smell mixed with a sour taste sensation and I couldn’t help but reach into my mom’s pussy again.

Mom’s cunt was already on fire as it devoured three of my fingers, and I kept pumping them back and forth and sucking on her dark red nipples with my mouth.

I sucked hard and a little milky liquid spilled out of my mom’s nipples.

Mom was biting her own lip, her eyes closed and her haunted red cheeks were enjoying the supreme pleasure.

The constant gush of mom’s love juices made her bottom grow softer and softer, and her entire pussy lips turned a deep red color.

I picked up a bar of soap and slowly applied it around my mom’s clitoris. Who knew that along with the mother’s obscene water, the soap actually “poof” slipped into the mother’s vagina, leaving only one-third still outside, and at the same time, the mother also “ah” moaned vigorously.

I removed the soap and turned around, also spreading my legs so that my lower pussy met my mom’s.

I don’t know if it was the soap or the off breath of our love juices, but the slippery feeling made us rub against each other smoother and more intensely.

I felt deeply the soft, hot lips of my mom’s pussy.

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 water, made the pleasure scream overwhelming, and we reached another orgasm.

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Mom and I rinsed each other off for a while longer, and I was a little ashamed that she was my mom, and how could I…

Mom seemed a little embarrassed too, had we just gone too far?

Or maybe, instead of ignoring our kinship, we’ve gone about bridging the generation gap over the years in a different way!

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.

(Chapter 2) Brother

I never thought that one day I would enjoy sex with my mom. Instead, today I not only masturbate lustfully to each other with my mom, but I even enjoy it.

Although, both mom and I were a little embarrassed, the intense and deadly round of orgasms just then prompted me to lead mom to my room.

Mom didn’t seem to want to part with it either, and silently draped herself in her pajamas and went into the room with me.

I don’t know if I just called it sex in the bathroom, I got an orgasm like I’ve never had before, but my hymen shouldn’t be broken yet.

I casually closed the door and turned around to see my mom stripped out of her pajamas and preparing to get under my covers.

Mom was only wearing a half-cup bra, two small pieces of pink cloth, could not cover the huge breasts on her chest, the deep cleavage, like burying a passionate fire.

Mom’s small panties are also pink, as if also a little translucent, carefully stared, hidden unspeakable place is particularly attractive.

As women, the one thing we have that completely trumps men is that we can be continuously sexually aroused. So when I saw my mom’s tantalizing body, a wave of nameless desire unconsciously rose up.

I also took off my pajamas and even my bra, leaving only a pair of panties under the covers.

“Mom, I… I still want it.” I unashamedly told my mom how I felt, knowing that today might be the only day I could feel my mother’s love in years.

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 nibbling and licking.

Mom’s waist moved, bobbing up and down as she voluntarily parted her legs and rode smoothly on top of my belly.

I felt my mom’s bottom soaking wet, rubbing and shifting on the small of my back, the water marking my mom’s two red lips, calling out.

I shuddered as I pulled off my 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 my mom’s pussy, combing the pubic hair near her labia majora with my tongue.

Mom’s waist swung even more as she rubbed her ample breasts and pinched the red hard tips of her nipples, her mouth softly making meaningless noises: “mmmm… mmmm… mmmm…” In no time at all my mouth was filled with my mom’s lustful, slippery water. I pushed myself up and moved my pointed right breast towards the opening of my mother’s vagina, continuing to rub my hard nipple against her sensitive area, where my soft breast met my hot pussy lips, melting into 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 just 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 could not wait for a hole in the ground to crawl 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 down from my body, covered the more important places with the blanket, and then said softly as if nothing had happened, “What’s the matter, do you have something to ask for your sister and mom?”

My brother then woke up and said to my mom and me with a sobbing face, “Sister, 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 her brother tightly despite the fact that she was naked, and I joined them in the hug.

I don’t know how long it was, but mom took off her brother’s coat and said, “It’s late, so 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 go to sleep, the series of stimulation just now made my whole body itchy, I subconsciously touched my lower body and found it still so wet.

I was wondering, when suddenly a plump, slippery thigh straddled my body. I turned my head to look and was surprised to find that my mom was spreading her legs and her hand was stroking up and down there.

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 soaked and without further caressing, we pumped our fingers rapidly inside each other’s pussies.

I contracted two of my mom’s fingers tightly with my pussy lips, and suddenly I saw a stinging pain, as if my hymen had been broken by my mom, and I couldn’t help but yell out.

My brother was instantly awakened and once again looked at my mom and I in amazement. But this time we couldn’t hold back any longer, and neither of us paid any attention to my brother, and did as we were told. Even more arrogantly, I unknowingly reached into my brother’s underwear with my hand and grabbed the rod that seemed to have thickened.

I ran my finger over my brother’s urethra and noticed that there were already a few drops of sticky liquid.

“Oooh, oooh…” moaned my brother.

After a while, my brother took the initiative to take off 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, and my brother had no problem sticking out his tongue and licking it.

And her brother’s little penis, which had developed a bit, was right up against her mother’s lips, and she closed her eyes and hesitated for a few seconds, but Len’s feelings were no match for her sexual desires, and she took a mouthful of her brother’s glans.

After all, my brother was a virgin like me, and within a few strokes he was shooting hot cum, spilling it 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 semen.

My brother was a young man, and 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 mom’s wet pussy, I sucked on her tasty labia, and my brother instinctively pushed his erect penis into my pussy, and an inexplicable and intense pleasure ran through my body, I hissed and moaned, I wiggled and twisted my hips, and I bit my mom’s clit mercilessly.

Perhaps because my brother had just ejaculated once, he actually lasted more than three minutes this time, and in the end, I lay on the bed almost out of breath, and my mom gasped and rubbed her pussy lips with the covers. And my brother, because of his overindulgence, or because it was his first time, after lying down between my legs and ejaculating for the second time, he closed his eyes and fell asleep without even pulling out his genitals.

A soft thing was stuffed inside me, and I had an indescribable itch, plus my brother’s hot cum was also flowing inside me, so I couldn’t pull out my brother’s penis.

Groggy and I drifted off to sleep.

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(To be continued)

Next issue.

In the morning, I was awakened by a nameless swelling in my lower pussy. I looked up slightly to see that my brother was having a good night’s sleep and drooling all over my breasts, so I guess my brother had a morning erection.

Unable to help myself, I slowly moved my back up.

Turning her head, she saw that her mom was also asleep, one of her hands still stroking her lower pussy as if she was having a lewd dream.

Unconsciously, my mind went back to my one year younger, but flirtatious and flirtatious sister…