Mike sat on the couch, quietly remembering all the incredible things that had happened in the past three days.
It started two weeks ago when he came home from class and happened to see his mom, who had finished her shower and stepped out of the bathroom.
As they brushed past each other, Mike, with his superior height, marveled at what he saw: his mother’s gorgeous body wrapped in a towel, and a pair of pink breast buds that were burning with desire.
Mike’s crotch became hard as iron, and as soon as his mom returned to the bedroom, he darted into the room and masturbated fiercely as he recalled the pair of snow-white breast globes he had just glimpsed.
After dinner, Mike goes to his best friend Bill’s house and the two of them listen to the synthesized music that Bill makes in his studio.
The music was beautiful, but Mike couldn’t hear it, his mind hanging on the obscene images in his head.
I couldn’t stop thinking about my mother’s beautiful body, her two flower-like breast buds, and her fat and charming pussy between her legs… all these thoughts were swirling in my mind.
It wasn’t until Bill started talking about how to include overdubs of certain specific messages when synthesizing music that Mike became slightly interested.
After asking Bill in detail about the production method, a plan began to take shape in Mike’s mind.
Without moving, he made a request to his best friend to borrow his studio tomorrow to try out some of his own synthesized music.
Bill certainly had no reason to refuse.
When he got home, Mike surfed the Internet for three hours to organize the relevant information he would need to carry out his plan.
The results obtained are very interesting.
Throughout the night, Mike tossed and turned, thinking over and over again until morning.
The next morning, Mike and his mom left the house separately for school & work.
After noon, Mike skipped class and went straight to Bill’s studio, where, after a bit of chilling, he was left alone to operate the machine, as he had hoped.
From the information he had assembled last night, he knew that he must translate the orders he wished to give into the simplest and most concise words.
He had been thinking hard all night over these instructions, and finally had an answer.
Tapping the keyboard, he typed four short instructions, into the computer.
1, Liz, you have fallen madly in love with Mike and are desperate to seduce him.
2, Liz, the point of your existence is to become a sex slave to your son.
3, Liz, you will want to listen to this tape over and over again, at least five times a day.
4, Liz, you can’t help but feel sexual pleasure every time Mike touches you.
Once prepped, Mike chose a roll of his mom’s favorite tape, ‘Yellow Ribbon’, and began working on the synthesis.
When it was all done and the tape was put out, he was satisfied that all he could hear was the sound of that ‘Yellow Ribbon’ music.
While the special airwaves are recorded, one’s own voice is completely hidden.
By four o’clock everything was done, and after cleaning and restoring the studio, Mike left to return home.
After dinner, Mike borrowed the car from his mother to go out, and when he came home from a drive, the faint sound of music coming from the house made him smile with satisfaction.
The next day on the grass, when his mom parted ways with himself, Mike heard her humming the song ‘Yellow Ribbon’ all the way off.
Every day after that day seemed to be especially hard, and Mike flew home immediately after school, expecting a miracle.
It’s just that… everything seems to be normal.
Mom still just comes home from work as usual, washes her hands and cooks while the tapes bleed out the music from the machine.
Occasionally, Mom would look away from herself.
Dinner was spent in silence.
After doing my own homework and internet fun, followed by huffing and puffing.
For ten consecutive days, this process was repeated.
The only thing Mike was sure of was that he had come to hate the ‘Yellow Ribbon’ song on repeat and suspected that the so-called subliminal manipulation of music was simply a ridiculous joke.
He came home from school on Friday day, as usual, but was surprised to find his mom already sitting in the living room.
Compared to usual, Mom’s outfit had been more than unusual.
Completely naked, revealing her full and plump breasts, mom was wearing a purple garter belt stocking, mesh stockings wrapped around her slender legs, her feet stepped on four-inch high heels, a pair of eyes so colorful that they looked like they were going to drip out of the water, and she was eating and winking at herself.
Mike noticed that his mom had put on some heavy makeup, and the whole living room smelled of perfume; under his gaze, her pink nipples gradually rose into two ripe purple grapes.
Boldly, she glanced down and saw more vaguely that her mom had shaved the pubic hair between her legs.
There is nothing more to say about everything.
Mom came up to the front, cupped her son’s cheek, and just kissed him deeply.
As the soft, smooth tongue probed his mouth, Mike tasted the scent of her lipstick as well.
In their tight embrace, mom’s firm, rounded tits rubbed against her son’s chest in the hottest way possible.
Mike realized that his cock was immediately as hard as a spear, holding his jeans up high.
With a little bit of disbelief, Mike reached down and grabbed his mom’s full left breast and gently twisted the engorged nipple.
Mom let out a sweet hum, more passionate as fire as she embraced her son in this excitement.
Playing with the bulging globes of his tits, Mike also reached down to his mother’s crotch and stroked her smooth, satiny pussy.
It had been wet there for a long time, and the hot juices couldn’t stop dripping down her thighs.
No longer able to hold back the fire of lust in his chest, Mike dropped to his knees and buried himself between his mom’s legs, licking his lustful pussy and searching for the nectar.
When the tip of his tongue licked the nectar, Mom moaned delicately like a she-cat in heat.
Suddenly, she instinctively pressed down on the back of her son’s head, straight into her crotch.
A large amount of fishy slippery liquid rushed into his mouth, like a strong taste of jellyfish, and Mike thought for a moment that his mom had peed herself with pleasure, and when she finally let go of her hand, Mike could see that it was a large puddle of grayish-white liquid, which was flowing uncontrollably out from between his mom’s legs.
Having had a mild orgasm, mom took two steps back and joined her son on her knees, kissing him again and licking the sticky, slippery juices off her son’s face.
Following that, she told her son to lie down on the floor, unzipped and removed the jeans that were about to burst, freeing the fleshy shaft that could no longer be constrained.
Mom smiled demurely and took the iron spear of flesh into her mouth in one gulp, while Mike could only stare at his mother in disbelief, unable to speak.
After a few strokes, mom took the purple shiny glans and sucked hard, and Mike immediately found his cum gushing out in a frenzy.
Not knowing what to expect, Mike was just surprised to find his mom swallowing her cum without hesitation.
When she finished cumming, mom spit out her cock and looked at the still-angry rod with a spring in her eyes that spoke volumes.
Looking at her son’s fleshy shaft, mom put one leg across his waist and began to slowly sit down.
Without saying anything more, Mom let the meaty shaft press against the entrance of her prodigal pussy, pushed open the two honey lips, and rammed it in with a forceful thrust.
The tip of the shaft pushed against the flesh of the pussy, and mom began to scream and wiggle her body.
Mike felt like he was in heaven, there had never been a better moment in his life.
Mom’s slutty pussy, warm, wet and hot, but also unusually tight, it felt as if the vaginal flesh of the female pussy sucking, to pull the whole penis into the deepest part of the pussy.
Straight to the center of his hole, Mike looked at his exposed half of the meaty shaft, the smug fact that represented his mom’s inability to fully contain it.
In keeping with his mom’s motion of flipping her ass around, Mike began to thrust upward as well.
Each stroke seemed to go straight to the heart of his mom’s soft pussy, which made Mike jab even more excited.
With a roll, Mike changed positions and pinned his mom down, kissing her passionately.
Like something you’d see in an aphrodisiac movie, Mike shouldered both of his mother’s trembling jade legs over his shoulders and jabbed them hard and fast.
The juices flew, and in the midst of her orgasm, Mom began to convulse violently, unable to stop her lewd cries, reaching the peak as her son rubbed against the opening of her womb.
Mike cried out like a wild animal and shot a full load of cum, all deep into his own mother’s womb.
Panting heavily, mother and son were lost in the aftermath of their orgasms when Mike felt his limp cock, slowly slipping out.
But mom’s kinky pussy, a rare and famous tool, actually sucked the meaty shaft back in spasms, allowing the glans to hit the center of the pussy again.
With a sharp cry of shock, Mom climbed back up to the peak of her orgasm.
Exhausted, Mike withdrew his meat stalk from his mother’s body and gazed fondly between her legs.
The two bright red lips of lustful flesh, swollen in the intense sexual intercourse, could not be closed for a while, and could not stop flowing with grayish liquid mixed with astonishment.
Mike buried his head down again, sucking greedily on his mother’s waves .
Exhausted, Mom pleaded with him to pause, but Mike turned a deaf ear and continued the sucking action.
Within a few strokes, Mom’s snowy ass began to struggle as hard as it could, experiencing a powerful orgasm like no other.
Mike didn’t stop.
For the entire forty-five minutes, he stubbornly performed oral sex, licking everywhere he could reach.
And long before he was done, Mom had passed out in a series of orgasms.
Unsatisfied, Mike left for the moment and went to the back and returned with three clothespins, a tennis ball, and a bundle of rope.
Stuffing the tennis ball in her mother’s mouth and securing it with string, she then bound her hands as well and clamped the clothespins to the sensitive areas of her mother’s breasts and mare.
Even unconscious, mom’s body began to respond to this pain.
When mom awoke, she was back in her own bed, letting her son play with her sexy flesh.
Under all of Mike’s obscene techniques, mom floated in a fantasy world where pain and pleasure couldn’t be intertwined.
After confirming that his mother’s pussy was re-wet, Mike pushed himself in once more.
This time, the pistoning motion was very forceful, and Mom responded to his movements by anxiously twisting her snowy buttocks.
Mother and son embraced each other, changing positions and enjoying the joy that sexual intercourse can give.
Keeping his cock pushed up in his mare, Mike buried his head in his mother’s breasts and licked and fondled the purple buds with abandon, subjecting her to a tidal wave of pleasure one after the other.
The unwearied mother and son intertwined, floating in dorsal delectable pleasure until they both met their climaxes together and passed out in each other’s arms as their strength ran out.
It’s been three days to the day since that crazy afternoon.
Mother and son hardly ever left the house, and never wore half a dress in the house.
Mom’s slit was so red and swollen from the fucking that when she walked and went to the bathroom, it was sore, but it still didn’t stop the high level of lust she craved for her son.
Over the course of three days, Mike had mothered at least five times a day and had given each other more oral sex than he could count.
Now, mom’s pussy was semi-permanently open, the two elastic and tired lips of lustful flesh were hanging down loosely, and the swollen and protruding nipple buds, which were about an inch thick, resembled the blood-filled nectar of her crotch.
Even when she relaxed her body, her clitoris wouldn’t retract, and was so extremely sensitive that mom might not be able to hold back her orgasmic release after just a few steps around the room.
Tomorrow, mother and son will start school and work.
At her son’s request, mom dressed up as usual… except that she changed into purple garter belts and did not wear any panties under her skirt.
Of course, Mike knew that Mom would never get to wear panties again.
Hearing his mom walking down the stairs, he looked up and Mike saw his mom’s nipples and pussy lips glistening with gold rings.
Kneeling obediently in front of her son, mom asked her master to reward her with his precious cock, to comfort her obedient slave girl and to fuck her bitch in the most brutal way possible.
The moving music of ‘Yellow Ribbon’ liltingly accompanied the lustful moans of mother and son.