I once watched a little girl pee and she had a slit in her white there and then all that pee came out of that slit and it didn’t mean anything at all. I think there must be a change there in adults, how does it really look? Why do they guard that place so tightly, that is, if they find out by lying on the toilet, they will surely yell and scream and attract many people, and then the person who lies on the toilet will have no face to see others.
So I focused on the only woman in the house …… my mom, after all, mom is the closest woman to me, a big woman. I know this is unseemly, only in the heart to hide, who I did not say. I want to sneak a look at my mom to take a shower, but that bathroom door is very tight, no gap at all, just hear the sound of water clattering; I want to sneak a look at my mom to change clothes, but I can not catch the time.
That is, sometimes when she let me bump into her, mom would immediately wrap her body up with the quilt, even the nipples that I used to suck on as a child were also protected tightly, and then mom would say in a warm and angry voice, “Isamu, mom is changing her clothes, you go out.” I was reluctant, but I had to avoid it. My heart was just so devastated that I even had the feeling of being crushed.
Slowly I have been sixteen years old, more interested in women, especially for my thirty-eight-year-old mother. My mother medium stature, not fat nor thin, two slender legs, walking very light; slightly black face with clear eyebrows, a smile will leak out the white neat teeth, always speak slowly and methodically, there is a kind of never in a hurry; her breasts are also very large, but always hide in her loose clothes; her buttocks are not particularly large, but very evenly proportioned. It was having such a mom that made me crush on her, in my eyes mom was so gentle and beautiful, I really wanted to hold her in my arms and caress her.
Finally the opportunity came. Dad came home late that day, having lost all his money gambling. So it was inevitable a quarrel, no matter how dad explained, mom is still there not slow chatter. Dad is losing money on the fire, how can withstand the mom’s muttering, he shouted: “This day can not live!” Then he slammed the door and left. Mom chased him to the door and suddenly stopped, rushed outside and said, “If you can leave, don’t come back!” In the night came Dad’s roar, “Don’t come back or don’t come back!”
I was so scared that I hid under the blanket and didn’t dare to make a sound. After about ten minutes or so, the sound of my mom’s crying reached my room. Hearing my mom’s crying, my heart was hard to the extreme, so I got out of bed and came to my mom’s room. Mom is lying on the bed sobbing, that shoulder shrugged, hair also messy, that round ass also in her shrug under the slight tremor. At this time I am how much I want to touch mom’s soft ass ah, but I control control.
I shouted, “Mom!” Mom raised her head to look at me with tear-filled eyes, then fell back on the bed and cried bitterly. I boldly gently stroked my mom’s back and whispered, “Mom, don’t cry, you have to take care of your health.” Mom listened to my comfort, slowly sat up to stop crying, but the tears are still flowing.
I put my mom’s arms around my chest and wiped away her tears, my mom snuggled in my arms like this for more than half an hour, slowly stabilizing her emotions. But how can I not want to let go of mom, because mom’s womanly scent attracted me, I am still in the mother’s back to feel, I feel the mother’s bra straps, heart in the thumping mess.
Mom’s emotions finally stabilized as she gently raised her head and said, “Thank you, Isamu!” I pretended to be calm and said, “It’s nothing mom. As long as you’re not sad, it’s worth whatever I have to do.” Mom finally got a smile on her face and said, “Isamu has grown up.” After saying that mom was about to break away from my hand. Instead, I hugged mom tighter.
Mom said, “Isamu, untie mommy, mommy is fine.” I said, “Mom, I’m still scared.” Mom laughed and said, “Get loose. Mommy has to go to the bathroom.” I mentally cursed; ‘Damn the pee!’ But I loosened my mom up anyway.
As mom was about to walk out of the room, I said, “Mom, can I still hold you like that later?” Mom nodded her head and said “hmmm…”. This is a “hmm” on the I’m happy bad, a moment can also hold mom, can also smell the mom’s body fragrance, may also be able to touch the mom’s ……
When mom came back to bed, I hugged her again. Mom said, “Isamu, is it okay to sleep with your arms around mom like this today?” This was something I had dreamed of! I nodded vigorously. Mom got under the quilt first, and then lifted the corner of the quilt to let me in. Of course I nonchalantly got under the covers and slipped one hand under Mom’s neck, caressing her from behind, while the other held her close, rubbing back and forth on her rounded arms.
Mom was like a wounded deer, snuggling her head close to my chest and wrapping one arm around my waist. I really felt a sense of triumph, but my lower body began to disobey me, and my prick became erect in my pants! It was very hard. A couple of times mom’s hand down there touched my prick, but she removed her hand quickly.
I just pretended that I didn’t know, comforted mom with nice words, then leaned my body closer to her, and finally forced her hand to the brink of extinction, with my prick pressed against her hand. Mom must have noticed my hard prick, her hand clenched into a fist and refused to let go. My hands on mom started to get restless, slowly sliding down her back to her round ass.
Mom’s body shook and she whispered, “Don’t touch Mom’s ass.” I was shocked immediately moved my hand to mom’s back. After touching it again for a while, I still couldn’t resist sliding my hand to mom’s ass. This time mom reached out and took my hand to her waist. After several times of repeated groping, finally mom didn’t object to my hand on her ass.
But when I pinched with my hand, mom obviously reacted, hummed from her nose like a pet, I hurriedly stopped my hand. See mom did not refuse the meaning, my courage is also big, and began to pinch up again. Slowly, mom did not make a sound. So I again boldly put my hand into mom’s petticoat, wow! Mom’s big ass really smooth ah!
Mom was visibly angry and said, “Don’t touch mom’s ass.” I don’t know where the strength came from, not only did I not take my hand out, but I pushed even harder, holding mom’s head in my upper hand and kissing her cheeks with my mouth while saying, “Mom, do you know how much I love you?” These words came from my heart, without a trace of artifice! I didn’t expect that this sentence had worked, mom no longer struggled, instead, she even cooperated a little.
I slid my hand back into mom’s front and I felt it! I felt my mom’s pubic hair! It turns out that women have hair too! Mom was confused and said, “Isamu, don’t touch mom there! Don’t touch Mommy there!” But her legs slowly spread apart. I finally touched my mom’s pubic mound, the vagina is wet and slippery, and in my hands, I felt that it was much bigger than that of the girl who peed.
Mom was still pleading, “Don’t touch mom there, don’t ah don’t, don’t …… don’t …… don’t ah ~ ~” gradually turned into a moan. Later, mom even opened her clenched fist hand, my prick through the liner pants sleeve up. Although I do not understand what, but see mom that comfortable look, the hand is even harder, at the same time I put my lips against the mother’s mouth kissed. Mom suddenly stuck her tongue in my mouth, which startled me, but I then understood and stuck my tongue in Mom’s mouth as well, and we kissed each other like that.
Mom’s hand quickly passed through my shorts and clutched my prick and jerked it hard, I had masturbated but that had been comfortable like this. Mom’s mouth broke away from mine and said, “Isamu, take Mom’s pants off.” I knew I could see mom’s sex organs, but I was still afraid that mom would run away, I only used one hand to tug on mom’s petticoat, and mom cooperated by lifting her ass up.
At that point, Mom took my shirts off for me too, so of course I cooperated. As she pulled my shorts down to my thighs, she lifted one leg and stomped my pants down. Gingerly, I followed Mom’s example and stomped down her shorts as well. And so, although Mom and I were both clothed on top, we were naked on the bottom.
I gently said, “Mom, can I see you there?” Mom “Hmmm ….” Gave a cry. I got up and looked carefully at mom’s pubic mound, mom’s face instantly red, one hand for me to jerk my prick, the other hand covered and said, “no look.” I obediently lay down on top of mom and stopped looking at her mound.
Mom said, “Isamu, eat mom’s smack!” I then lifted mom’s shirt upwards, but there was still a bra separating it. When mom saw that I didn’t know how to remove the bra, she put one hand behind her back and removed the bra. I took this opportunity to get a good look at my mom’s huge breasts, which turned out to be such a beautiful thing!
I sucked on Mom’s nipples while both hands were not idle, groping Mom’s ass, her breasts, and her pussy at one point. Mom moaned from time to time, one hand still jerking my prick, while the other moved my shoulder hard, meaning to get me on top of her. When I got on top of Mom, she pressed one hand on my waist, and the hand that had grabbed my prick yanked it forward as hard as she could to her cunt, then let go and pressed both hands down on my waist as hard as she could toward her body.
That’s when I felt my prick enter a wonderful place, wet and slippery, soft and hot. Is this what it feels like when the genitals of both sexes meet? It’s so comfortable that I can’t speak anymore! And now it’s also having intercourse with my own mom. Mom urged, “Isamu, move!” Moving my waist back and forth. I did as my mom told me to, and realized that it tasted really wonderful, which turned out to be the taste of masturbation, but it was much better than masturbation.
Before long, my mom started crying again and I was too scared to move. Mom moved me tightly, screaming, “Move, move!” That’s when I realized that the harder I slammed, the more comfortable Mom would be. So I slammed a point, only to quickly feel a rush of excitement, my prick itched, and a stream of semen shot out. Luckily mom’s orgasm came at the same time! Otherwise I would have owed mom for the rest of my life.
After finishing, mom felt very guilty, after all, she was the real mother who gave birth to me and raised me, and she still loved dad. Mom said, “Isamu, we committed incest!” I nodded.
Mom added, “Don’t let Dad know about this! Understand?” I nodded my head in agreement, but Mom instructed again, “No matter who it is, don’t let him know!” I nodded again. Mom was relieved and said, “You go back to bed.”
But at this point I was still so excited about my mom, how could I leave her? I hugged my mom tightly and didn’t want to leave. When mom saw me like this, she didn’t shoo me away. Mom said, “Let’s stay this one night, but not when dad comes back later.” What a great happiness it was for me at that time to be able to spend this night with my mom!
It was a very rewarding night, mom gave me all she had, and it satisfied me so much that my prick is still hard when I think about it.
Mom and Dad were back to normal, and Dad had grown a temper. He wouldn’t come home without moving, but that was exactly what I needed. Although every time mom shrugged it off, but every time mom couldn’t withstand my bitter pleas, they were silent. Every time mom had an orgasm, it was like crying. I could then possess mom at will. Every time mom had an orgasm, it was like crying.
Now, I’m already twenty-six years old, and I still don’t have a girlfriend. Although dad is anxious, but I am not anxious at all, mom’s heart is even more, over the years, the family has two more sisters, and there will soon be more than one brother, that is of course …….. In the future, as long as mom is happy, I am not afraid of anything!