Several years ago, after I posted my first article about my mother in IX, I was like water in a reservoir, encountered a gap, a large number of catharsis, without any conception, before and after the meaning of the text, just wrote out the initial moment of throbbing, on the other hand, is also to satisfy my personal vanity, wow, so someone likes my articles.
After that, in addition to oedipus, I also wrote a lot of articles about mothers and children, a variety of mature women’s fantasy, but only to meet my memories of women I met in the past, and then came to SEXINSEX, began the oedipus of this series of writing, originally only intended to write I and II on the end of the writing, and that’s why there is a hot springs to make love to that part, that part of the except for making love is not real, and the rest is real, I remember I have I remember that I wrote about the hot springs once in the supplement, but I couldn’t help it because my heart was already tired, and after I finished II, I decided not to write any more.
I have to say that at that point in time my mindset had changed a lot and I began to think about what it really meant to be with my mother, was it simply sexual excitement? Or was it a sense of conquest over a mature woman? Or was it the woman’s identity as a mother? So it makes me feel more violated? I’m not sure about myself, but whenever I lie in bed, thinking back to the untold relationship between my mother and me, I get up, connect to the computer, and start writing Oedipus III.
Because I want to let these things, through the power of words, more or less, half-true, half-false, so that people know, there is a person who had this love affair, but the only thing I did not expect, I even in the process of writing, into the memories that can not be extricated, some people may find that, why in the III, my personal inner confession will be very much, and keep repeating the narration of a thing.
It was the incestuous relationship with my mother that made me blame myself and struggle so much that in III, you can tell that I kept hinting at something that represented the fact that deep down I actually knew personally that this wasn’t okay, but sadly, I couldn’t get out of it, so Oedipus III was aborted without closure.
After the hiatus, I began to consult a psychiatrist, told the doctor that I write to vent pressure, but I did not expect to let myself fall into deeper memories, but fortunately, until recently I gradually come out, people have to live for themselves, not for others, but the love of a good mature woman this point is unchanged, especially my psychiatrist, gave me a lot of help, whether it is psychological, or physical.
That day, according to the appointment time, I came to this quiet clinic, which is located in a suburb of Taipei, friends introduced, belongs to the private clinic, only limited to the VIP appointment system, I just happen to have a friend to know the people inside, good luck to get here, but in fact, to where to see it does not make a difference, at that time, I probably also with the same as the death of the same.
At the beginning of the psychiatrist is a light mature woman, about 32 years old, luscious, before more or less have heard from friends, like this specializes in the service of the rich private clinic, usually have a special service, because the rich man’s wife strict control, just pretend to be sick to go to the hospital, as for no disease still go to the hospital, that is Szema Zhaobing, known to all.
However, I see the psychological counseling department, for me no difference at all, the heart of the department is located in this hospital building on the eighth floor, but her mother elevator refers to the seventh floor, the psychological department still have to take a flight of stairs, and then take the empty bridge, to another small side room, to talk about a good point is to protect the patient’s privacy, I think it is the addition of unauthorized building, right.
Caused me to break out in a sweat on my first visit, anyway, at the beginning do some weird you ask and I answer, then lay in the hospital bed, listen to soft music, smell the relaxing threads, then the doctor will try to set out your innermost thoughts, this process above is the SOP that I went to for two months, and I’ll honestly say it didn’t do much for me, I went home to still depressed, and whenever I see something about her, I want to cry, woe.
Until the end of the fourth month of the clinic, I simply do not want to go, so I made a phone call to cancel the course of treatment, so I was surprised, the phone was quite tough attitude, said I must go, then, I went out and did not expect to go out in the rain, leaning, but the gentleman is worth a thousand dollars, can only be hard on it.
That’s when I met her, the new counselor.
The wind and rain outside made my whole body wet, a tall woman entered the door, wearing a lavender knitted sweater, the breasts of the chest tightly covered, the waist curved perfectly presented, wearing a long narrow white skirt to the knee, the thighs, waist, hips, the arc of the three lines of the one terrier presented, the face has a middle-aged mature woman’s breath, that is a sense of frost brought out by the social experience, a head of black hair tied in a long ponytail neatly in front of the forehead, the bangs all set to the left side, so that the right ear and the neck are exposed. Her long black hair is tied in a long ponytail, and the bangs in front of her forehead are all set to the left side, leaving her right ear and neck exposed.
I froze and asked where the previous doctor was. The new doctor said she would take over my CASE. The new doctor ordered me to go to the shower room and wash myself with no smile on her face. I put on the gown provided by the hospital and came out. I wanted to say that I would just follow the SOP procedure, but the new doctor told me to lie on the bed, which was a single bed, and the doctor pulled the chair to the side of me. To my surprise, I could see a bulge in her long skirt.
Thinking of this, in the thought of my friend said to me special services, will the hospital thought that I did not want to come, so it changed to quickly send a mature woman to seduce me, think of this, I thought in my heart, no matter what, the next time I will not come. But who did not expect after this treatment, always also did not expect to have such a result.
After discussing my condition a little bit, the female doctor knew that I came to her because I couldn’t get out of the shadow of my mother’s love life, and that the next step was probably just to listen to music and relax, but I didn’t expect the doctor to ask me to masturbate in front of her, “Huh? I’m sorry, can you say that again?” The doctor replied with a blank expression, “What’s the matter, am I not attractive, or do I need to do something more provocative? For example, like this?” …
After saying that the doctor hands to support the hospital bed, the whole upper body raised, face side to face with my face, I can smell her body perfume, and his purple sweater huge breasts, the doctor stretched out his tongue, eyes confused half-open look at me, the tip of the tongue in his moist lips slowly licked a circle, said, “you think I’m not good? Don’t you like mature women the best?” …
I looked at her with a blank face, very slutty, feeling very lewd, my mind began to imagine some images, imagine that this meta-slutty mature psychiatrist, knowing that she had very few patients in her psychiatry department, so she tried to do everything possible to keep her patients from leaving, knowing that I liked it, dressed up as a highly knowledgeable but lewd doctor, appropriated the robe, and made all kinds of teasing to me, letting me smell this woman’s lewd scent in this small consultation room, imagine that The doctor leaned his face against mine and stuck out his tongue and licked my earlobe, my chin, my neck, little by little.
The doctor stretched out his right hand, under my robe, naked body, like a toy, let the doctor’s slender right hand, from my chest, all the way down to caress, pecs, abs, pubic hair, crystal nails if there is a seemingly scrape, more so that my lower body stupid, can obviously feel the ring on the doctor’s right hand ring finger, that the cold sense of the more to bring me stimulation.
The doctor’s right hand index finger and thumb curved into a circle, to the reverse set of grip, gently ring around the root of my rod, in the thick pubic hair, only rely on the index finger and thumb, hold the root of the penis, gently rotate, every selection of the turn are driven by the pubic hair, gradually, my penis began to congested, and the doctor’s hand, although the rotation, but slowly began to add the side of the rotating side of the upper and lower sets, a little bit like Europe and the United States like the pornographic way of masturbation to help people! The doctor’s hand was more gentle, and it was a reverse set, especially comfortable.
My penis was already hard as hell, I stretched out the back of my right hand and pressed it against the doctor’s long narrow white skirt, sliding it upward, the back of my hand clearly feeling the curvature of my thighs, the tender flesh of my waist, pressing it against the knit sweater upward, the back of my hand pressing against the sweater feeling the lower breast being dragged by the bra, and moving upward with the back of my hand pressing against my left breast, across the sweater, the lining, and the bra, in a clockwise manner to make circles, letting the doctor’s nipples feel the excitement and stimulation.
The doctor’s panting intensified, his right hand had been holding my penis squarely in its entirety, the gown was undone in its entirety, and I was lying on the hospital bed, so if someone walked into the consultation room at this time, through the curtains, would anyone know that the doctor was masturbating me? My lower body trembled as the doctor bobbed up and down, and my right hand changed from rubbing my breasts on the back of my hand to kneading my breasts with five fingers, and only one side, and in the middle of it, I kept pointing to the nipple’s position with my forefinger, and pressed down hard and hard, and then choose to turn again, and the doctor would gasp in pleasure every time he encountered me in this way, while the doctor’s left hand, every time he tried to stop me from playing with my breasts, was blocked off by my left hand again.
My left hand caresses the doctor’s right earlobe, gently pinch and rub, looking at the doctor this ripe slut’s expression, but also let me dry mouth, then I directly left hand pressed the back of the doctor’s head, directly downward pressure, mouth to mouth sucking doctor that honey lips, I use the lips up and down the two pieces of non-stop vigorously suck, sucking the doctor’s lower lip pulling in the let go, the tip of the tongue directly to open the teeth, and the doctor’s tongue entwined, thinking about this lewd ripe girl, actually In order to money to provide me with sexual services
Is it the same when it comes to other rich people?
I reached my right hand through the hem of my knit sweater and groped upward, exploring warm breasts, heavy huge breasts, although they were C but big C almost close to D. For some reason, when I fantasized about squeezing and kneading the doctor’s breasts, I flashed back to some old moments, had I not fantasized about this too, putting my hands inside my mother’s clothes and playing with her breasts?
But soon the image of my mother was just a flash, I continued to fantasize that my right hand was squeezing and kneading on the doctor’s bra, and according to the feel of it the bra had a lace pattern, and between my finger’s I squeezed between the bra and the breasts, and I could feel the hardened nipples completely, and I wanted to suck the tits so much.
When I was fantasizing about the doctor’s tits underneath the knitwear, the doctor’s right hand is even more dexterous, skillful up and down swing, the whole palm of the hand is very hot grip, the force will not be hard, feel very experienced, the lower edge of the glans whenever up and down, will be the doctor’s right hand tiger’s mouth to scrape the glans, the glans comes from the feeling of the glans is even more pleasurable, whether it is a quick set, or rhythmic swing, fingers from time to time hooked my scrotum. All the stimulation made me realize that this mature woman really understands the needs of young men.
The main reason I like mature women is experience, know how to play with men’s penises, rather than with the general young girls, do the same, at best, just learn to learn the A movie like lewd oral sex and masturbation, obviously not too much to play with the meat stick, but also pretending to act like I love to eat the penis feeling, the feeling is false.
And the doctor’s right hand, let me feel is genuinely serving me, the kind of playful queen character, want to let you cum, but slowed down when let you fast, why I think of my mother again, the kind of reluctant reluctance to help me masturbate picture, but holding my penis, but coy and shy to ask me to shoot quickly, but also cold and frosty to help me to discharge my desire, with a disdainful face to hold my meat stick, but also both hands I’ve been playing with it all kinds of times.
Why is it that the mother’s image overlaps with the doctor’s? Is it because it’s been a long time since I’ve sexually fantasized about women? Really, after many years, I may have even forgotten about sexual fantasies, and this is when I realized that my fascination with mature women has finally sprouted a little bit, and I’m back to being the person who imagines a slutty woman when he sees one?
Speaking of which, I would like to see the doctor lying on the table, himself to the fat ass to the high, that meat buttocks in the white narrow long skirt wrapped, panty traces and suspenders were squeezed out, that meat buttocks any man would want to hard pumping poor, mature girl’s meat buttocks although not straight, but is plump round, if you can penetrate from the back, it must be very cool.
Pulling the long skirt up to my waist, my hands holding my back waist, the glans of my meat stick rubbing against the seam of my panties non-stop, the glans stained with lewd water through the panties, the doctor turned a sad face and looked at me, wanting me to go in and stuff my cock full into her pussy.
At this time, I remembered my mother for the third time, thinking of all the perverted behaviors I used to do with my mother on the back balcony, drawing circles on my mother’s fleshy buttocks with my penis on top, and continuing to do so with a sense of shame for fear of being blamed? The shame of continuing to top my mother’s ass, why at that time I had such courage to challenge the taboo mother-child incest like this?
If it’s really possible to have sex with a doctor? Wait, no, my line of reasoning pulls back, why would the doctor want to remind me of these things, of missing my mother through sexual fantasies? Is that really true? Then why did he want me to masturbate? A one-sided way of letting myself out? What was the doctor’s purpose in making me fantasize?
In the stormy night, the doctor in spite of the moral degeneration, to help the patient sex therapy, this kind of plot mind kept coming up, the reality of my lower body but really slowly engorged in the fantasy, the doctor’s right hand with the glans front secretion more and more, the wrist up and down the speed of the sleeve is also more and more fast, and finally my right hand ruthlessly hard, pinch that C cup of the huge breasts, the calves straighten out the pumping storage, the throat let out a cool sensation of the After the exclamation, semen scattered on his belly, and the doctor’s tiger’s mouth is also covered with thick and fishy semen.
I was loving this long overdue cum, wanting to have a shot with the doctor, wanting to grab the doctor’s hand back and keep slamming the doctor’s fleshy buttocks vigorously on the hospital bed, watching the tender flesh of my buttocks jiggle as the doctor’s pussy sucked on my cock, engorged for the second time, needing to be nourished by the doctor’s pussy lust.
The doctor like a dog crawling on the hospital bed, my left hand pulling the doctor’s right hand, so that the doctor can only rely on the left hand to support, my right hand holding the doctor’s waist, the penis to adjust a bit, from the top of the diagonal down to the top of the cervix of the cervix of the doctor to the depths of the force of the top doctor to the cervix of the doctor, the doctor let out a moan, to the general in the cry, there is no way that the doctor used to be serving the object is a number of rich middle-aged big bosses, such as me, how can the young man I’m not sure how I can easily let go of this slut of a doctor, but I’m sure I can.
I licked my lips, letting my rod enjoy the contraction of the doctor’s pussy, the lewd water in the help me masturbate flowed all over the panties, when my speed is getting faster and faster, I only have one idea at the moment, to cum in the deepest, of course, my right hand directly pulled the doctor’s ponytail, pull back hard, so that the doctor’s head tilted back, the whole back arched up, into a U shape, pouting buttocks even higher, I tightly pressed to the bottom, to the semen shake shake shake shot into it, left hand tightly squeezed the left half of the meat buttocks before reluctantly to open the doctor. I shot my cum in one shake, my left hand tightly squeezed the doctor’s left half of her fleshy buttocks, and when I gave it a hard slap, I reluctantly came to open the doctor’s pussy.
When I came back to my senses, the doctor whispered in my ear “I want to see you masturbate, can’t I? If you’re afraid to do it in front of me, then try to think of me as an object of sexual fantasy.” I wanted to say something, but couldn’t. Was the doctor trying to bring me back to my original self?
The boy who was turned on by his mother’s fat, fleshy ass? Returning to his primal carnal desires? Thinking of all the thrills of cheating on his mother? I don’t understand why the doctor wants me to do this, I admit that the doctor is a very attractive woman, if she took off her white physician’s gown and walked along the side of the road, maybe I would look at her a little bit more because of this mature woman’s bright appearance, except now her identity is a doctor, isn’t she supposed to help me?
Is it really just carnal desire? Or is it? If I really follow the treatment, will I be able to get out of my nightmare? When I was hesitant to leave, the doctor said to me with his hands in the pockets of his gown, “I have seen many patients, most of them can’t get over themselves, especially love is the most difficult to solve, and your problem is even more troublesome because it is a love affair, which is both a love affair and a love affair, with your own mother, that kind of inseparable emotion, a monstrous love affair that the world can’t accept, and under moral dilemma, many people will be like this. A lot of people are like that.”
I turned my head to look at the doctor, the clean white fluorescent lights of the treatment room reflected on me, my shadow falling on the marble floor, a shadow that wasn’t pure black, but rather a blurred and subtle shadow reflected in the strong this of the light, like a demon of the mind, a shape.
“Doc, I don’t know if there’s anything I can do, but I’ll try to do as you say and see, but I’ll think about the masturbation thing, thanks”
After I left, drove back home, parked the car, sliding my phone I found a new message, “No one can live in the past, only forward the sun will reflect on your face”, when I saw this, the corners of my eyes were flooded with tears because, once, someone had said something similar to me.
“Son, no one can live in the past. Only by moving forward can we step out of the blues.”
I miss you so much, Mother.