I am a man who lost my father when I was a child, or never had one, because he left my mother before I was born, and she was already pregnant with me, so I haven’t seen him since I was born. And when my mother told me about it later, I was so angry with him from the bottom of my heart that I didn’t have the word “father” in my head, I only had my mother.
My mother was a dancer named Chen Cher, and I took my mother’s last name, Chen Dong.
Since the heartless man abandoned my mother, my mother and I have been dependent on each other. Maybe the hurt is too deep, my mother never fell in love, and later I realized that she was all for me, afraid that I would be bullied, so she no longer have the idea of starting a family, the system single-mindedly take care of me.
I remember when I was a child, my mother was often unable to take care of me due to performances, so she had to leave me in the care of my grandmother, who later passed away, and in order to take better care of me, she prematurely ended her career as a dance performer and became a teacher at an art school. If it wasn’t for me, my mother would have had a place in the dance world, so from a very young age I had a great deal of respect and love for my mother.
Time like water, eighteen years in a flash, and now I am a young man of eighteen years old, mother has thirty-eight years old. Perhaps because my mother is a dancer, so it’s body is still standing, appearance is by no means inferior to any so-called beauty, classmates see the mother is always with skeptical eyes scrutinize our mother and son whether it is true, I also always proud of my mother.
As the pace of the market economy became faster and faster, my mother, with her many years of performance experience and profound theoretical knowledge, became a choreographer, often choreographing for some parties, and the family’s financial income improved greatly, so we bought a three-room, two-bathroom house.
The day we moved into our new home, my mother looked at me and said, “Dong’er, I have not let you down, you should not let me down, you have to learn, and in the future to go to a prestigious university.”
Looking at my mother’s face full of expectations, I nodded heavily and said firmly: “Mom, don’t worry, I will fight for you, I want to be good to you for the rest of my life.”
My mother was so excited that she shed tears and hugged me, saying, “Good son, good son of my mother.”
I snuggled tightly in my mother’s arms, and my hands also wrapped around her waist. We have not been such a close embrace for many years, somehow, this time in the mother’s arms and childhood is a little different, feel the mother’s body soft soft, there is a kind of intoxicating fragrance, face pressed against the mother’s soft chest, there is an inexplicable impulse in the heart, the pubic area is also quietly changing. Perhaps my mother realized that I was different, and gently pushed me away, I was embarrassed to go away, but in my heart I longed to embrace each other again.
Since this day, I found that my feelings for my mother had a subtle change, always like to be close to my mother. I did not understand at first, and then I realized that my feelings for my mother were not only mother and child affection, but also a kind of unbreakable love, the feelings of a man for a woman, only I have never dared to admit it.
My mother was becoming more and more attractive in my eyes and I unconsciously began to pay attention to her breasts, legs, and the most sacred places of a woman. I was always trying my best to control myself, knowing that it was wrong to act this way towards my mother. Until one day when I was masturbating, my mother’s silhouette appeared in my mind, and I knew that I had fallen in love with my mother, even though my reasoning told me that this was not okay, but the emotion is like this, the more it is suppressed, the more difficult it is to suppress.
Chapter 2: Unquenchable Impulses
Recently I always avoided my mother, my mother saw me in a trance, thought I was sick, asked me: “What’s the matter Dong’er, the past two days is not sick, do not feel well?”
I squeaked: “No …… it’s okay.” Looking at my mother’s concerned eyes, my heart is almost drunk, but think of my own hateful thoughts, but also feel sorry for my mother. In this kind of respect and love contradiction, I really do not know what to say to my mother.
“Don’t worry mom, I’m just a little tired.”
“Is it too much studying?”
“Maybe, oh, I’m going to rest.”
I dodged my mother’s question and went headlong into my room, lying on the bed, seeing the picture of my mother on the bedside, my uncontrollable lust was aroused again. Although I was cursing myself, but my hand pulled open the pants chain, began to stroke the already erect penis, and mother’s sexy body appeared in front of my eyes. At this moment, all I could think of was lust, and all ethics and morals were left behind. After I had finished, I cursed myself for being an asshole.
In this way, in the midst of inhibition and counter-inhibition, I found that I could no longer contain myself, and I began to take an interest in my mother’s body, knowing that I could not touch her directly, and paying special attention to her intimate clothing.
Once, I saw her bra and panties in the bathroom, and a thought came to me. I could not control myself, so I stretched out my trembling hand and picked up the bra and put it on the end of my nose, a refreshing fragrance almost made me faint, and the slightly acidic sweaty smell on the bra made my penis swell up at once. I also picked up the panties, a little light slightly sour and slutty flavor, I took a deep breath, the penis has been about to break through the pants, I forgot to put the panties close to the mother’s private parts of the place on the lips, as if in the mother’s pussy kissed deeply, a great sense of satisfaction so that I can not control the following a leak, I did not think that my mother’s body odor alone is enough to make me ejaculate.
“Donger, what are you doing in the bathroom? Something wrong? What took you so long in there?”
I was even more embarrassed: “It’s okay, my stomach was a little upset, it’s better now.”
“Did you eat something unclean outside?”
“Maybe!”
“You, you’re so old and still eating snacks, tell mom what you want to eat and I’ll make it for you.”
I wanted to say, “I want to eat your pussy.”
Since then, I often masturbated with my mother’s underwear, and sometimes picked up her used sanitary napkins in the paper basket; anything that was close to my mother’s body was a great stimulus to me.
Once, I picked up the socks that my mother had just taken off and put them in front of my nose to smell them, and there was the same intoxicating fragrance, and I didn’t realize that my mother’s feet smelled like this. My mother’s underwear became an indispensable necessity in my life, and deep down inside I was eagerly craving for my mother’s body.
The ethical defenses held in the heart are becoming more and more fragile as a result of stronger and stronger desires and the sublimation of feelings. Subconsciously, inwardly, the mother has been treated as a woman, and he gradually acted as a big man in the family, always grabbing some of the strength to do the work.
In order to win my mother’s peace of mind, I began to learn to cook, because recently my mother’s work is very busy, I always do a good job at home to wait for her to come back, as if a thoughtful husband, my mother is also a little different than before.
On this day, I came back from school and saw that my mother was at home, so I asked, “Mom, why are you back so early today, have you eaten? I’ll go cook.”
Mother smiled and said, “No, we’ll eat out today.”
I asked suspiciously, “Why, is it a happy occasion?”
The mother laughed: “Silly child, even forgetting your own birthday, that’s a difficult day for mom, you’re heartless!”
I am reminded expansively that May 2 is my birthday, and it was on this day, eighteen years ago, that I came into the world from my mother’s womb.
“Ya, it’s really my birthday, hit you silly boy, your own birthday can be forgotten, how can you forget your mother’s hard day.” I hit my head and said, “Okay, let’s go.”
So we came to a western restaurant, very elegant, we chose a corner seat. The waiter asked, “What would you like to order, Miss and Mr.?” We asked for a set menu and a bottle of red wine.
I whispered to my mother, “Look, he called you Miss, which means you’re young and pretty.” My mother was dumbfounded.
I had never drank wine before, and my mother rarely dabbled in it, neither of us knew how much we could drink, plus the red wine tasted so good that before I knew it we had neutralized a bottle of red wine. At first I didn’t feel anything, but then I felt a little dizzy. At this time, remembered the music, mother’s face is also flushed very charming.
When I heard the music and saw the people dancing on the dance floor, I had a whim and walked up to my mother and held out my hand, saying, “Ms. Chen, can you dance for me?”
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, my mother glared at me and then actually stood up and agreed, and we danced to the melodious music. I was inspired by my mother, and I was a good dancer. In the dim light, I saw around the dancers are face to face embracing together, obviously are couples, then in my mother’s ear whispered: “Mom, do you see us like a couple?”
My mother squinted with her gaze and suddenly twisted me, quietly scolding, “Little bad boy, making jokes about your mother.”
Mother’s shy look makes it difficult for me to control myself, I put my mother in my arms, my mother struggled for a while, but gradually gave up struggling under my strong and powerful arms, and softly stuck on my body. Mom wore a tight dress today, so I can clearly feel her breasts in front of her chest, mother’s breasts are not big, but very full.
With the dance, mother’s breast in my chest gently rubbing, sniffing the mother’s body skin overflow aroma, I can hardly control the heart of the lust, and the role of alcohol also makes me more and more bold, in the alcohol and gentle intoxication, I do not know gently kissed the mother’s earlobe. Mother’s body suddenly trembled, broke away from my embrace, looked at me uneasily and said: “You’re drunk, let’s go home.”
On the way back, my mother didn’t say anything and I tried to talk about something lighter.
Perhaps it was from this day on that my mother seemed to realize that my feelings for her were not simply mother and son, and in the following days she was always strange to me, hot and cold. I don’t know if that kiss offended her? In any case, my love for her was growing every day, still often used her panties to masturbate, but finally one day was discovered by my mother.
Chapter 3: Confession of Love
It was a Sunday, and my mother said that she had to rehearse a program, so she wouldn’t be home for the rest of the day. After my mother left the house, I couldn’t restrain my lustful agitation and finally opened the bathroom door. My mother’s pink panties appeared in front of my eyes, I picked them up and found my mother’s sanitary pads from the paper basket, and put them in my mouth and licked them furiously. I licked the sanitary napkin in my mouth and stroked my hard cock with the panties in my hand.
I am in the intoxication of forgetfulness, flying out of the moment, the door suddenly opened, my mother suddenly appeared in front of me (because I thought my mother will not come back, so did not close the bathroom door), she saw everything in front of her, all of a sudden also stupid, after a while before saying: “You …… you! …… what are you doing?”
I also froze, not knowing what to say, stupidly asked: “Why did you come back?”
“I forgot the information at home, you …… you put it down quickly.”
It was then that I was shocked to realize that I was still holding my mother’s sanitary napkin and panties in my hand, so I hurriedly put them away so that my penis was exposed in front of my mother, who was very sensitive and turned around, and I felt that she was breathing a little sharply, maybe she was pissed off by me.
I was preparing to receive my mother s harsh punishment, but unexpectedly, my mother just said : “I came back to get something, today I …… may come back later.” So mother went out again in a hurry.
My psyche was in turmoil and I spent the day in a state of apprehension.
At ten o’clock in the evening, my mother came back, I did not sleep, I have been sitting on the sofa, as if waiting for the end of the world, I decided that no matter how my mother punished me, I will bear it. However, when my mother saw me, not only did she not reprimand me harshly, but she said to me very kindly, “Dong’er, I want to talk to you.”
My mother sat beside me and stroked my head and said: “Dong’er, I know that you are now at the age when you are interested in girls, which is normal. But …… but you shouldn’t …… it’s not right. Tell mom what you think, maybe I can help you.”
Looking at the kind face, the impulse that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time made me unable not to spit out my heart: “Mom, I also know that this is not right, but I can’t control it. Mom, I love you, is the kind of love between a man and a woman, I used to try to suppress, but then I realized that it is futile, my love for you on the contrary, deeper.”
My mother was also touched by my words, and said softly, “Silly child, you are still young, you don’t know what love is, you just don’t understand your own feelings right now, maybe it’s because I usually spoil you too much, and you’ve developed a feeling of dependence on me. That is not love, later when you have a favorite girl will understand.”
“I will never love another girl.” I said stoically.
My mother looked at me and shook her head helplessly, sighed and said, “It’s late, go to sleep!”
The next morning, I saw my mother took a bag and said to me: “these days rushed to rehearse the new program, in order to facilitate me to live in the school, you are alone at home to take good care of yourself, if there is anything to give my mother it phone.” But when she went out my tears flowed down, I know she is deliberately avoiding me.
Chapter 4: Family and Love
My mother didn’t come home for ten days in a row, and I was like a lost soul. I wished my mother would not leave me even if she hit me a few times, it was too torturous.
One day, I suddenly received a phone call from my mother’s school telling me to hurry up. I flew to my mother’s school. My mother was sick, and very sick. It turned out that she had twisted her foot a few days before while giving a demonstration to her students, and in the past few days she had a cold and a fever.
When I saw my mother’s emaciated face, my heart felt as if pins and needles were sticking in it, and I wished it were me who was sick. With a fever of 39 degrees, my mother was half-conscious, so I carried her to the doctor. After the injection, the doctor told me to keep my mother at home for a few more days and to take good care of her.
When I got home, I carried my mother to her bedroom, where she was like a wounded bird in my arms, nestled against my chest, still chanting my name in her stupor. I put her gently on the bed and tenderly stroked her forehead, and in a short while my mother fell asleep.
By nightfall, my mother was awake and her fever was mostly gone, only emaciated from excessive weakness.
When my mother opened her eyes and saw me, she asked blankly, “Where am I?”
“Mom, we’re at home.”
“Did you pick me up?”
I nodded and brought a bowl of porridge to her, softly saying, “Mom eat something! Come on, I’ll feed you.” I helped her up.
Due to her transitional weakness, my mother was unable to get up to eat, so I sat beside her and let her lean on my chest. I fed her spoonful by spoonful until she finished the whole bowl. At this point my mother gently turned her head to look at me with affection and glistening tears in the corners of her eyes.
“What’s wrong mom, is it hard?”
Mother shook her head and said, “No, I’m happy.” Said and gently nestled in my chest, I also embraced the mother. This moment we did not speak, silent, enjoy each other’s warmth. Holding the soft and warm mother, I actually have no desire, this may be the real love it!
Mother’s illness has slowly improved under my careful conditioning. It was as if my mother had gotten used to me feeding her over the past few days, and even though she was now able to eat on her own, she still liked to lean on my chest and let me feed her.
This day, the mother to go down to walk around, her feet just landed on the ground, almost fell, it turned out that her foot injury is not yet healed. Looking at my mother’s pained expression, I asked: “Do you want me to rub it for you?”
Mother nodded, I helped her on the bed, gently lifted her right foot, for a moment my breath caught, my mother’s feet are so beautiful, although I’ve seen it before, but always did not pay too much attention to it, and now it is close at hand. Mother’s feet small and exquisite, white as jade, flawless, long toes staggered order, flat arch, smooth ankle, a few light green veins on the dorsum of the foot more added a few points of beauty, I held my mother’s feet actually stayed. My mother’s feet gently moved, and only then did I come to my senses.
Seeing that my mother’s face was a little red, I gently rubbed my mother’s feet. Instead of rubbing, it was more like caressing, and my mother slowly closed her eyes as if she was mesmerized. I really wanted to kiss my mother’s jade feet, but the lesson I learned last time made me not dare to act rashly.
My mother has finally recovered, and my relationship with her has been restored, I should say more than ever. Because I took good care of my mother during her illness, we got used to close contact with each other. My mother’s feet had long since healed, but I still rubbed her feet every day, getting pleasure from her white and tender feet.
I have noticed a subtle change in my mother’s attitude towards me since she recovered from her illness, not as serious as before, sometimes like a loving mother, while at other times like a little girl. I am deeply intoxicated by my mother’s delicacy and beauty.
Mother never mentioned the past, my mother and I have become increasingly close, I always intentionally or unintentionally close to my mother’s body, sometimes back from school to see her cooking in the kitchen, I will immediately from behind to hug her, ask her what to eat today, she always hit me lightly to pay a smile. At night when watching TV, we sat on the sofa together, she put her feet on my legs, I always unspoken massage for her. I loved the feeling of caressing her delicate feet, and my mother seemed to enjoy it as well.
Previously, my mother always put on pajamas before going to bed, and now at home are wearing, of course, conservative mother wearing the same kind of traditional floral clothes and pants, but it adds a kind of pure Shuliang’s sense of beauty. Mother has long hair, she likes to pull a bun in the back of the head, revealing her long, snow-white neck more let me think about.
Whenever I couldn’t hold back my soaring lust, I had to go back to my old ways and use my mother’s panties to get it out of my system. Strangely enough, my mother changed her panties almost every day, and placed them in a very obvious place, without the slightest intention of avoiding me. I boldly guessed that my mother might have left them for me on purpose, so I became even more daring and went so far as to shoot my semen on them every time I ejaculated, however, my mother didn’t say anything about it, and I thought that she should be able to find out what I was doing.
With the gradual closeness of our feelings, buried deep in the heart of the dream and gradually clear, the desire is more and more urgent, although I know this dream is how ridiculous. Maybe it is to feel my mother’s indulgence I am more and more bold, at home sometimes I only wear underwear to walk back and forth, because of my mother’s sexy, my penis is always standing, sometimes my mother saw, red-faced and turned his head scolded: “also not afraid of shyness.” And I also insinuated that the answer: “It’s not because of you.” Mother heard always helplessly away. I do not know how my mother’s feelings for me? Until one day.
It was a day in September, it was raining heavily that day, very late mother has not come back, I was a little uneasy, that with the umbrella to go to school to pick her up. School has been dismissed a dark, only the rehearsal room lights, so I went over to open the door to see, then I two eyes on fire, only to see two men are undressing the mother, the mother’s mouth was blocked by something, hair scattered, desperately struggling.
I threw my fists at one of them like a madman, and there was a great deal of fighting. I have never been in a fight before, but today I was fighting like a madman, and when the two guys saw my life-threatening ferocity, they drew their knives. Now, not to mention the knife, even a gun I will not have the slightest hesitation, I can not tolerate anyone to bully my most beloved mother. I don’t know how I was hit, but I felt a pain in my abdomen and then I didn’t know anything else.
When I woke up, I saw my mother looking at me with a tear-stained face, and I could clearly read the concern of love in her tears. I asked nervously, “Mom, are you okay? What about those two guys? They didn’t do anything to you, did they?”
“Don’t worry! I’m fine, you fought them off, you’re so brave.”
I was stabbed, but fortunately not to the point of injury. During the days in the hospital, my mother stayed by my side day and night, taking good care of me. One day, while peeling an apple, my mother asked me, “Dong’er, why were you so brave and cruel that day?”
Without thinking, I said, “Because I love you, and I can’t let the one I love suffer any harm.” Hearing my words, my mother left tears in her eyes again and said fondly, “Mommy loves you too, just like you love me.”
I couldn’t believe it. Was it true? I knew what my mother meant: that she loved me too, the way a woman loves a man. The sudden happiness made me intoxicated, I could not help but reach out and hold my mother’s warm hand, for a while we were speechless, for people with the same heart, language is already superfluous.