Realistic Mother-Son Incest


This also has to say that year I went to Beijing for the postgraduate examination retest, because the examination is more people, the school around the hotel is limited, coupled with the retest are students, no money and more than one person, so around the hotel more than the rental beds. When I stayed in the room, there was an empty bed. After a short while, a boy and a middle-aged woman came in. Boys more than one meter eight tall, hey, fat. Middle-aged women give a very thin feeling, but honestly although people to middle age, but feel young should be very pure kind of woman. The female overall gives a very young feeling.

The boys stayed on my side of the house and the women stayed next door to us. They said that there was also an empty bed for a woman next door. Because of the same young people, soon and the boys chatted up, coincidentally, we enrolled in the same college, and the same profession, so it feels very destiny, chatting naturally more up. Because the next day before the written test, the third day for the interview, nothing to do, so stay in the hotel and chat with them. Chatting to know that woman is his mother, but also learned that his mother in their local county’s education bureau to work. His father in a what petroleum management bureau to work. They are from Hebei.

It felt that both of them were quite good-tempered, and both of them spoke slowly and methodically. So I talked to them for an afternoon. To be honest, but in my heart a little contempt for the man, are twenty-three four people, an examination still have to mother accompanied.

In the evening, we went out to dinner on our own. For dinner, it was already late and dark. I just skipped around the school campus. At this time, through the campus street lamps, I saw my dormitory live in the man and her mother arm in arm in the campus walk, at first glance is like a couple. Maybe it’s because I’ve seen too much, but I thought it was wrong, how can a mother and her son hold their arms like that? But on second thought, the concepts are different, and family members are closer to each other.

Because I had already read a lot of mother-son incest novels at that time, plus stimulated by this scene, my mind was even more full of mother-son incest plot. Anyway, I have nothing to do, I will not far away from the tail with this pair of mother and son. This tailing does not matter, but also found that the behavior between them really close enough. On a bench in the campus grove, they sat down and chatted, and his mom actually fed her son something in his mouth, like candy or something. I couldn’t see it very well because I was a little farther away from where I was carrying it and it was behind them. And the mother feeding sugar action body almost jumped on the son, the son also smooth arm around the mother’s shoulders. At that time when I saw this scene, my heart was really racing and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Am I really going to witness a real-life mother-son romance?

The woman’s speaking head rested on her son’s shoulder, and the son put his arm around the woman’s shoulder, and the two looked like they were chatting intimately. Every now and then you could see the man’s hand moving from his shoulder to the woman’s arm or waist, as if caressing. You have to realize that it was June and the weather was already hot. Everyone was wearing short sleeves. The woman was wearing a white half-sleeve, kind of a silk gauze fabric. Underneath, she wore a light blue skirt that came down to her knees. The two of them just like that have been sitting, the woman also occasionally stood up, ruffled their hair, tugging down the blouse and skirt. Each time, the man took the woman’s hand, and she returned to the bench and sat down. Once, the woman stood up again to organize her clothes, the man actually pulled the woman to sit on his lap, and from a distance, the man also tried to make a move to kiss the woman’s neck, but the woman retreated under the man’s head, and quickly came down from the man’s lap. At this point the male put his arms around the female, while the female put one hand on the male’s face, and the two said a couple of words, and they got up and walked away.

I saw them go all the way back to the hotel. I wondered if they had gone back to the hotel to make out. So I went around to the back of the hotel and looked at the lights in the room we were staying in. The light in our room was off, while the light in the room next door, that is, the room where his mom lives, was on. I thought this meant that the room where his mom lives was occupied, so they could only go to my son’s room? Sure enough, after a while, the light in my room turned on, indicating that they went to my room.

I was below the disk, and so after five or six minutes, I went into the hotel, came to the door of my room, want to listen to the inside there is no unusual movement, because seven or eight o’clock, the corridor is more people, I’m not good to listen carefully, and indeed did not hear any special sound (Oh, at that time, I really suspected that I was a little perverted), only occasionally hear a few words they talk, say what can not be heard.

I figured I’d just knock on the door and get in. So I pushed the door, found it locked, and then used the key to open it. I realized the door was unlocked and muttered something to show my surprise. After about thirty seconds, my son opened the door. When he opened the door, my first thought was to look at his bed. I saw his mom on the edge of his bed, her cheeks redder than in the afternoon, her hair a little messy, and the bottom button of her blouse unbuttoned, with a section of her skirt folded in. I don’t know whether it is too long to look at people’s suspicions, or they are weak, the woman looked at me and said The building is too noisy, the door can’t be closed, they inserted it inside. I just reacted to this, ao two voices, asked the sentence you eat? Even if you go over.

Lying in bed that night, thinking over and over again about their mother-son behavior, the more I thought about it, the more excited I got, and the more I thought about his mom, the more he tasted, and the more I ended up fantasizing about his mom pistol-whipping a handful of them.

It didn’t end there, the next day the written exam was over. By mid-afternoon the guy came and said he was moving next door to a room with her mom, saying that the little girl who lived in that room was from the School of Economics and Management and was leaving this afternoon. I fantasized even more. The man moved over at night, I have no one to live in this side, I really can not sleep at night, listen carefully to the sound of the next door. Honestly can not hear what sound, only in the bathroom to hear the sound of the bathroom next door.

I went out again in the evening after dinner to sneak around, but I didn’t see the mother and son, and the light in their room was dark. I presume they went to bed early.

I just went back to the hotel and stayed in my room by myself, rambling.

To eleven o’clock in the evening, I got up to go to the toilet, squatting on the toilet in the bathroom, vaguely heard the sound of the next door, I immediately got up and opened the door to their room door to listen to the wow, listen carefully, really can hear vaguely female moaning sound, the female also said from time to time to gently gently.

I was really in a bit of a head-spinning state, wondering if I should believe it anymore. It was hard for the mind to accept for a moment.

But then, I guess it’s also possible that the woman is not the man’s mother.

Later, this guy and I both got into college and we became classmates in grad school, but I’ve always maintained a relatively distant relationship with him. Mostly because I had a bit of a weird feeling inside.

Throughout the three years, the boy didn’t have a girlfriend either.

Quite puzzling now. For those of you who have some opinions, do you think I’ve read too many incest novels and am overly sensitive, or is this indeed a dysfunctional mother-son relationship? By the way, the screaming in the room at night, since I didn’t see it with my own eyes, the sound, I rather suspect it was my illusion, even though I’m 100% sure it wasn’t my illusion or sleepwalking.