Ben Wolf was handsome when he was young, had always been a ladies’ man, and was close to his mother.
How close?
In junior high school also and mom in the same bed, eat milk play milk is a common thing, come home from school mom in the cooking on the back of the hand inserted into her clothes to touch the tits.
Now that I think about it the action was so ambiguous that it basically amounted to conjugal flirting, my mom never stopped it, and the odd thing is that I wasn’t sexually enlightened at all at the time, I was really only there because I wanted to play with her tits.
I was still showering with her in the summer at the time, and remember very well the big patch of dark cunt hair under her span, only I wasn’t interested in it at the time and didn’t take a close look at what kind.
I was also developing and growing a few pubic hairs around my cock, and I remember the complicated look on her face when she looked at me after she stripped down for the last shower with her, and in retrospect we were on the verge of incest, everyone naked and sitting in a big bath tub, and it was so easy to slide my cock in and poke it twice.
I was already embarrassed, both anticipation and shame, an inexplicable sense of fear, do not know what to do, so I took the initiative to end this and the shared bath relationship, this is exactly what year is forgotten.
Maybe I have too strong a sense of morality, if it were those horny buddies in elementary school (a buddy of the sows have had a day, and grew up knowing everything), if their mom gave them this opportunity, they would have been holding up their own penis and inserted it.
Anyway, Dad was traveling a lot at the time, and although he wasn’t sharing a bath anymore, he still slept in the same bed as Mom.
Mom always like to let me give her back scratching, all to the junction with the buttocks, she also let me down down down. Further down will only be her pants down to reveal the ass, I do not know how to deal with, every time did not listen to her.
In retrospect, I guess Mom she was hitting on me.
Usually I hug my mom from behind and touch her tits, she probably thought I was releasing courtship sex signals, I guess the beginning also resentful of the twisted, and then slowly accepted, and so create opportunities for me, I did not realize that I’m a big waterboy, do not understand these things.
I don’t have any vivid memories of sleeping with my mom because I was still a kid mentally, and I didn’t have any evil thoughts at all.
The only time it happened was on a fall evening.
The moonlight was bright that night, and it shone in through the window to see the bed clearly.
I woke up in the middle of the night, to find my mom lying with her back to me, her fall pants down to her knees, and her big, round, white ass exposed in the moonlight, just out of reach.
I wasn’t getting the hang of it, but I was starting to develop after all. I felt hot all over, a part of my body swelling dramatically but with nowhere to go, and not knowing what to do in the slightest, I once again chose to retreat rather than bravely explore, calming myself with all my best efforts, and turned to sleep.
Then I wondered what I would have done if it had been another woman at that time.
At that time I actually became interested in women’s bodies, and I subconsciously played the role of an innocent son in my mother’s bed.
At that time I was greedily fantasizing about women’s bodies, while this living female body beside me I couldn’t even look at.
To this day I still don’t understand why my mom’s fall pants would automatically slide down, but that big round ass, which often comes to mind, is very beautiful and very seductive.
I am very sensitive to mother-child incest, so many years read countless such stories articles or postings, these stories or true or false, but between mother and child sexual ambiguity is definitely not a minority, just that we all intend to avoid this topic, I told my best friend did not speak of my orientation in this regard.
From a mixture of excitement and guilt in the beginning, I’ve come to look at mother-son sex in a very positive light.
Sex itself is not a sinful thing, it’s a way of expressing intimacy as well as a physical need, and as long as it’s not rape, there’s nothing profane about it.
The main reason why people are afraid to take this step is that within the existing moral system, once a mother and son become lovers or fuck buddies, they don’t know how to deal with this relationship, if it doesn’t affect other people (confidentiality, single parent), mother and son in the premise that they can find a brand new way to get along with each other, this kind of thing, even if it’s not worth advocating, but it’s not much of a heavenly justice, if there’s really a so-called heavenly justice, then why are there so many If there is such a thing as justice, why don’t so many bad people get what’s coming to them?
So, in my current state of mind going back to that night all those years ago, I’m not going to back down again.
With the body of a mature woman already in a mated state right in front of me, just reaching out and touching it, it would be a waste not to enjoy it. That ass made my blood boil just meowing a few times, and if something would have happened that night, it would have been soulful to the core. Unfortunately, that opportunity was no longer available.
I even peeked at my mom’s body a few years ago, and although I only saw half of her ass, it was already bloated and had long since lost the allure of those days.
Okay, that’s it for the middle school chapter, here’s the high school chapter.
(ii) High school
In high school I went to county school, far from home.
A lonely and melancholic teenager all day long buried in the sea of literature and questions, every day from the relatives of the borrowed house to the school two points a line, so through the monotony of the four years (remedial one year), although there are some girls to him to cast adoring eyes, but emotionally passive passive he does not know how to draw closer to the girl’s moment away, although very sexually hungry, but the only thing that he will do is to use the act of coolness and high cool to cover up their own incompetence.
This teenager is me.
From the beginning of the second year of high school, Dad came to the county to accompany the school, which makes me a sigh of relief, in case it is Mom who comes, I live in a single room, and I was booming libido outbreaks, time really afraid of what will happen to the embarrassing things.
I went home on weekends as usual, Dad’s county acquaintances don’t go back.
At this point, I was once again close to my mom, and my mindset was completely different.
At this time I have learned to jerk off, and read a lot of pornographic books, already understand how to operate the specific things of men and women, look at mom is no longer as simple as before, Qian Zhongshu said, eighteen or nineteen year old boy inside the heart of the like a public restroom, I used to try to avoid sexual fantasy mom, now also casually up, not to mention that she is in front of me is still so casual.
One time when we were talking in the yard, she actually unzipped her pants and peed a few steps away right in front of me, but of course with her back still turned and her whole ass exposed to me.
I was so surprised, in today’s parlance, that the perk came so suddenly, that I hurriedly bowed my head and walked away. But out of the corner of my eye I could see that the ass was still tempting, and that was the end of the first time.
Some people may find it strange, but in fact, rural women in townships and villages are very casual in bathing and going to the toilet.
I remember going back to my dad’s house one summer to stay at a cousin’s house, and the cousin’s house didn’t have a TV so they went to a neighbor’s house to watch it.
When I came out I was surprised to find Mistress naked in the aisle shower, with her tits and ass and cunt hair in full view. The aisle light was on, the door was unlatched, and theoretically every man had a chance to view her nakedness, including her husband, her son (in his late twenties and unmarried), my cousin, and me.
Then one time I went to hang out at night and looked out the side door of her house into the yard and there she was naked in the shower with her son and husband watching TV.
Her son is sad enough, is in his twenties to see a hole on the age of wanting to fight, a living woman naked body is around but also dare not look at, have to pretend to watch TV looks, I guess the bottom of the early hard more than the gold drill.
Since this woman didn’t mind exposing her entire body to strange men, she probably didn’t mind getting it down for her son either.
It was dark in the countryside at night, and when the old man wasn’t looking, his son could hold his bare-assed mom and go to the haystack and have a shot.
It’s a pity that I didn’t think of this back then, or else I might have been able to see a mother and child living spring palace if I had paid attention.
Back to the main story, the last time the mother to relieve after forgetting how long, this day and the last time the same, in the yard to talk about the words, she took off her pants to reveal the buttocks to relieve, and in front of her husband as casual.
I subconsciously walked away until I reached the front doorway and stopped again, I couldn’t resist this temptation to just stand there and watch her.
Mom also knew that I was watching, and did not show any indication, but just very plainly lifted up his pants, only unfortunately, because it was too far away, I did not see the key parts.
I took a small, brave step forward in the mother-son ambiguous relationship, and my mom should have received my sexual signals.
If she had been hitting on me before, I had never succeeded in doing so before because I was too young. Now that I was a grown man, I faced her for the first time as the opposite sex’s rather than my son’s, and looked greedily at the part of her body that was naked, as if I were a courting male animal, frantically sniffing for the scent of the opposite sex’s release.
Although we didn’t say anything, there was a feeling of a mutual understanding, a feeling like male-female adultery, both exciting and sweet, and in this state, the relationship between my mom and I was more like mutually desirable sexual partners, with both parties aware of the other’s thoughts and formally accepting the other.
All afternoon I was excited and eager for nightfall, because that was my chance to see my mom naked.
Don’t laugh, but I didn’t want to fuck my mom, and I didn’t know how, so I was happy to see her fully naked.
It’s a simple matter if you put it now, she pouts her big white ass to pee, then I pull out my hard cock to pee too and see who’s afraid of who! If you dare to show your cunt to me, I’ll jerk my cock to you.
If she didn’t show anything, I’d simply pee, push my bottom against her ass while she was doing her job, and if Mom didn’t duck out of the way, I could sneak into her bed at night (my sister was home too, so I’d definitely have to avoid her) and do with her what I almost did back then.
But at the time I had absolutely no clarity of thought, absolutely no idea what was going to happen next, and was as full of blissful anticipation as a bridegroom waiting to go into the bridal chamber.
As darkness fell, my heart started beating wildly, and my mouth was so dry and irritable that my voice even shook a little when I was selling (I have a kiosk at home), so you can see how much sex motivates me.
As I watched my mom walk towards the backyard with her clothes, I also went to my mom’s bedroom and turned on the TV pretending to watch it.
The back door of the bedroom faced the front door of the shower room, I could see her shower from here and in turn she could see me enter the bedroom. The light in the shower room came on and she went in, the door to the room was left open, so it seemed certain. My heart almost stopped beating.
While this was going on, my sister, who had been selling something outside, suddenly walked in and asked me what I was doing here, and in a slightly shaky voice I said I was watching TV, and then she went out.
Although I was startled for a moment, I was still in a state of semen, and when my sister left I couldn’t wait to look back through the window, only to find that the old bathing room, though open, was empty, and there was a ruffling sound of water coming from the yard, and nothing could be seen when I looked closely.
It seems that just now the sister’s sudden appearance has played the effect of beating the lovebirds, mom is also afraid of being sister to see through her and my ‘adultery’, simply move to the yard to wash, in the bedroom can not see anything, it also means that I am not in the peeping tom, and she did not intend to not close the door to wash to me to see it.
Because of an accident, my mom and I for the first time is also the only one time the tacit understanding of no end, which is why single-parent families are more likely to incest.
If my sister wasn’t home that day, my mom would have staged a naked reality show for me to see, although I had no plans to fuck her, but on a hot summer night, a teenage boy full of sex drive, and his mother who is in the age of the tiger, know each other’s thoughts, pushing them is a naked man-woman relationship between them, where it can really go is very difficult to say.
Without my sister there, my naked old mom would have been no barrier to keep me away, and I could have stripped down and moved freely throughout the yard if I had wanted to, and the result of a fully naked man with a fully naked woman, in a safe environment free from interference, would generally have been to follow primal instincts.
Maybe if something did happen that day, my path in life and my relationship with my mother might have been completely different.
But then again, even if I had gotten it on with my mom that time, with her sanity and brains, she would have just kept it a secret lover’s relationship with me, and it would never have affected the reality of her family life, after all, mother and son have too many opportunities to spend time together alone, so who would have suspected in this regard?
In fact, the story ends here, there was no meat scene but it was absolutely true. I didn’t put my mom to sleep, but at least that afternoon and evening, she and I mentally fornicated, craving each other like a couple about to enter the bridal chamber.
After this never had the opportunity, and then went to college, work, mom is slowly getting older, has completely lost sexual attraction to me. However, I always hide a incest plot in my heart, if the mother and then young ten years old, or long and then good-looking point, with my years of accumulated experience must put her to sleep. Casually talk about the phenomenon of mother-child incest, to my years of experience in observing, this kind of thing is definitely not in the minority, especially in the single mother-child family.
If the son to find a daughter-in-law difficult, temporarily take the mother to quench the thirst is not incomprehensible, this is also a lot of people, including mothers latent in the bottom of the heart inconvenient to declare in the mouth of a concept, many single mothers to the son to use the strong on the after it is also admitted, but only asked the son to be obedient, go to work properly.
In the case of being single or divorced, using your mom, who is also single, as a wife substitute is understandable in the eyes of many, and I remember my mom joking about it with my dad.
If you don’t take advantage of this unwritten potential benefit, I admire you for having principles, and if you do, there’s nothing too accusatory about it, just keep it to yourself, it’s not quite the same thing as homosexuality, and it’s not too much to do it privately, and it does hurt the moral to make it public.
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