Looking back, my son Junjun, who was lying beside me, was sleeping sweetly, he was equally naked as I was, but his prick was just covered with cum. I couldn’t help but laugh in my mind, “No wonder, if it wasn’t for the fact that we both had the day off for vacation, how could I have been tangled up with him for my entire night?”
My cheeks suddenly reddened as I went back to feeling my bottom, and the pair of thin, slippery, sheer purple garter stockings I wore on my beautiful legs, both of which had a large trail of dried semen on them:
“This little ingrate! In the past, I only let him secretly touch my stockings, but now I have to be fucked like a whore, wearing erotically revealing stockings every day. What day is there when I don’t have to change over to a clean pair of stockings? And then look forward to my son’s next raping?”
Sweetness flooded my heart as I gently lifted the blanket from Jun Jun’s body, and I couldn’t help but reach out and fondle my son’s slightly erect prick underneath his straddle. I rubbed my son’s pink glans with my fingers and gently stroked his foreskin, which was covered in thick semen and white dirt. I put my foreskin-stained index finger in my mouth and sucked on it, and the strong taste of semen turned me on again.
These last few months I have enjoyed the most fulfilling, pleasurable and sweetest mother-son incest sex I have ever had. My eighteen year old son, Jun Jun, has given his thirty-six year old mother the most delicious taste of prick and semen. But at first, as a teacher and mother, I never thought things would get to this point.
It started one night in early summer.
It was eleven o’clock at night when I came back from school. The TV was still on at home, but my son Junjun was sleeping soundly on the sofa, waiting for his mom’s door. I wanted to wake up Jun Jun to go back to his room to sleep, but I was afraid that I would wake him up. So I didn’t wake up Jun Jun, I just quietly took off my high heels and walked into the bathroom, not even closing the bathroom door to start the bath.
A moment later, my sleepy son suddenly staggered through the door and without even removing the toilet seat, pulled out his rod and tried to pee. By this time, I had already taken off my t-shirt and skirt, and had removed my black lace bra and placed it in the dirty clothes basket, leaving only my tight little panties to cover my pussy.
I was still trying to remove the extremely thin black transparent stocking pants. Suddenly someone barged in, I subconsciously let out a soft cry and covered my bare pair of breasts with my hands and said, “Jun Jun, why did you barge in without knocking first?”
My son’s eyes widened in shock, and he hurriedly stopped peeing and looked over at me. My half-faded black stockings exposed my tiny panties, and my black pubic hair was visible through the translucent black panties; my hands could not cover my entire breasts, but only my two pink nipples.
I realized that my son was staring blankly at my half-naked body, with his soft penis slowly becoming erect and standing straight up against himself. I was at first flabbergasted and a little shy at the sight of my son’s burning eyes, but my instincts as a teacher and mother told me:
Jun Jun is already eighteen years old and understands things. Although I am thirty six years old, but due to proper maintenance, my body still maintains a very good figure, breasts firm, round and elastic, waist is slim and young, wearing stockings of a pair of legs and so slender and sexy …… son must be from his mother s half naked flesh to appreciate the seductive charm of the female.
“Junjun!” I called out softly, and my son woke up as if in a dream, withdrawing his lustful eyes from between my stockinged legs. He hurriedly forced his stiff prick back into his pants and scrambled out.
During the bath, I suddenly worried that I had just scared my son, so I immediately wiped my body dry and put on my bathrobe to take a look in my son’s room. I only saw Jun Jun still sitting somewhat soulfully on the edge of the bed, but the rod in his pants was still hard and holding up a high tent. I blushed as I watched, but my dual duties as a mother and a teacher made me feel the need to teach my son a lesson in sex education.
I gently explained to my son the physiology of men and women, and taught him how to deal with his psychedelic period, how to masturbate, and so on……. Just as I was red-faced, gently pulling down Jun Jun’s underpants, and taking out his long and hard genitals, and was about to teach him how to clean the dirt on his foreskin, there was suddenly a strong spasm of Jun Jun’s prick, and a stream of thick milky-white semen and a thick stream of milky white semen shot out into my hand.
His cum was so plentiful and hot, sprayed so far and forcefully, that quite a bit of the sticky cum shot up onto my breasts and thighs that were exposed outside the robe. I even felt my hair and face covered in my son’s hot cum. The fishy odor of thick semen wafted through Junjun’s room, and the air smelled of mother-son lust.
“…… Mom …… Mom, I’m sorry. I…I…ejaculated ……”
“No…it doesn’t matter……If you need to masturbate yourself in the future, you can do it……” When I heard Jun Jun say the word “ejaculate”, my mind was shaken. When I heard Jun Jun say the word “ejaculation”, it was like a shock to my soul, and I actually encouraged my son to masturbate more.
My mature flesh under the bathrobe responded as well, I felt my nipples hardening and as if something was slowly oozing out of my lower body. I tried not to think about these thoughts as I took several paper towels and gently wiped my son’s freshly ejaculated prick. But every time my fingers touched Jun Jun’s sensitive glans through the tissue paper, his rod throbbed strongly and oozed out more of the remaining cum into my hand.
So I gently squeezed my fingers between the crown of Jun’s meat and the foreskin, hoping to squeeze out the remnants of semen inside. My fingers on my son’s glans became wet and slippery, and I gradually rubbed them faster and faster, as if I were a prostitute performing a masturbation service for a customer. I kept my head down and blushed as I rubbed Jun Jun’s rod for fear that he would smell the odor of my pussy from my sexual excitement.
Afterward, I returned to my sleeping quarters without taking another shower. Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, I realized that there was actually a line of semen running down my face. I immediately thought about whether Jun Jun hadn’t just seen his mother’s pretty face defiled by his fishy, thick semen. I finally couldn’t hold back and used my fingers to bring the semen on my face into my mouth to suck on it, and my mouth was instantly filled with the fishy flavor of my son’s semen.
I withdrew my cum-soaked fingers and turned to soothing my horny pussy lips, which had long been so wet that they were dripping with lust, and smearing male cum other than my husband’s into the tight walls of my vagina. That night, I masturbated three times and had orgasms like I had never had before.
After that, I found that Jun Jun masturbated more and more often, for letting my son in the middle of puberty to give vent to his sexual desires I have no objection. But then every time I entered Jun Jun’s room, I would smell a strong semen fishy odor, waste cardboard boxes are always piled up with semen-stained paper towels.
Afterwards, I began to notice that Jun Jun would masturbate without any suspicion, or even on purpose, without my knowledge: for example, he began to masturbate without closing the door to his room. Many times when I passed by my son’s room, I saw him masturbating in the direction of the door, as if Jun Jun was waiting for me so that I could watch him masturbate to the point of ejaculation.
Sometimes I would suddenly feel that someone was behind me, but when I looked back, I would only see a puddle of white mucus on the floor; the stockings that I took off and prepared to take to the wash in the bathroom every day after work would be turned into a tool for Jun Jun’s masturbation. He often intentionally opened the bathroom door to let me see him masturbate to ejaculation with his rod wrapped in the stockings I wore, and intentionally didn’t wash the stockings afterward, so that I could see that they were covered with his white semen; he would also sneak into my room and open my closet, and ejaculate his semen on my clean stockings.
When I saw it, I would put those slippery stockings on my legs so that Jun Jun could admire his mother’s stockinged legs covered with his cum. He even tried sneaking behind my back to shoot his cum all over my mini skirt and stocking covered calves while I was in the kitchen building dishes.
And all I could do was to resist the itch in my lower body and let my son’s thick semen penetrate my pair of thin, slippery stockings before defiling my long, slender legs. I began to realize that Jun Jun, like his father, was particularly interested in my stocking-clad legs. Whenever I was at home in my stockings, Jun Jun would be even more unrestrained in stroking his prick and ejaculating in front of me.
Slowly, I got used to Jun Jun’s sexual harassment and teasing, and I even enjoyed the fact that my son was treating me, his mother, as an object of his masturbation and sexual fantasies. I also began to try my best to accommodate Jun Jun’s preferences by going to department stores and lingerie stores from time to time to shop for the latest styles and the thinnest, smoothest, sexiest stockings: black, white, sheer flesh-colored stockings, grey, purple and brown stockings, one-piece body-hugging hosiery, lace-up stockings with garters that hung up to the four-bones, and stockings with a hollowed-out center exposing the pubic area.
I would often walk in front of Jun Jun wearing different colored stockings and high heels, or purposely sit in Jun Jun’s next door neighbor wearing stockings and touch him with my stocking-covered legs, and every time I could clearly see my son’s manhood erecting in his pants.
Sometimes Jun Jun will put his hand on my stocking legs on the pretext of caressing back and forth, and will even take advantage of the time when I cook from behind to hold me, on the one hand, use their hands to squeeze my breasts, on the one hand, with the hard prick wiping my stocking legs, and sometimes I even feel Jun Jun took off his pants, so that the hot penis directly with the stockings in contact with the.
Most of my stockings would be wet afterwards, not only from the semen secreted from my son’s burning glans, but also from the love juices dripping out of my horny pussy. If Jun Jun had spied on me, he would have noticed that under his mother’s super short mini-skirt, there were no panties on at all, but only different styles of thin slippery stockings wrapped around my bottom, and even when I wore garter stockings or wispy stockings and pants, my soft pubic hairs and wet pussy lips were fully exposed and forever dripping with lustful love juices.
Basically, I was ready to spread my pussy lips at any moment to allow my son’s prick to penetrate and have incestuous sex.
In order to satisfy Jun Jun’s sexual desires, I gradually wore only stockings and no panties at home or at school. For this reason I have been molested many times on the tram to work by strange men who, after fondling my stockinged legs and realizing that I was not wearing panties, assumed that I was a stocking-clad slut and recklessly rubbed my labia and clitoris with their filthy fingers, even shoving their fingers into my cunt and placing their dildos in my hands.
Sometimes I had to masturbate for them in order to make peace with the situation, rubbing my hands on several strange men’s cocks at the same time, or letting their big glans rub on my stockinged legs. These included both young boys and horny old men, leaving my palms, mini-skirt and stockings covered in sticky, fishy semen. If my students had been paying attention, they would have noticed that the stockings on their teacher’s legs were stained with a different man’s semen every day.
There were a few horny middle-aged men who even tried to open my pussy lips with their cum-dripping glans, trying to stick their dirty meat sticks in and gang-rape me in public on the train. Luckily I got off the train in time and escaped their rape.
To my surprise, one of the perverts recognized me as a teacher, and on the pretext of looking for me in the teaching office of the school where I teach, he made a shameless threat to me: “Oh…so Ms. Zhen Qiao’er of the XX Academy is actually a slut who loves to wear stockings and doesn’t like to wear panties to school?” I was shocked, “What are you talking about? What are you talking about? I… I don’t understand at all.”
“Hey, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, as long as you open your legs now, Ms. Zhen, and let me see if you’re wearing any panties under your skirt you’ll be able to return your innocence.” I subconsciously clenched my legs in black garter stockings to prevent this pervert from seeing my bare bottom.
“Joke! Why should I listen to you!” Feeling restless, I folded my stockinged legs tightly and crossed my arms to cradle my huge breasts under my silk shirt.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t behave now, you’ll behave after you see these photos anyway.” He smiled lewdly and handed me his cell phone.
I took a look at the phone and saw a photo of me on the tram with my miniskirt lifted up by the pervert, revealing my brown stockings and pantyless bottom. The photo clearly showed me with my eyes tightly closed, enduring their fingers to tease my labia, and there was also a hand behind me caressing my stockinged legs. I remembered that the last time I wore brown stockings was about four or five days ago, so it turned out that this pervert had already captured my molested state on his cell phone, and even though I grabbed his cell phone, I don’t know if he had saved the photos on his computer or transmitted them to other people before.
“What do you… want…” and I softened, my clenched legs parting a little.
“Hey, it’s not a big deal,” the pervert glanced at my stockinged legs, “you can continue to be your beautiful teacher with your bare ass, but you’ll have to have me take your panties off for you every day before you go to class. And of course…lick this for me.” Saying that he pointed to the bottom of his straddle, I saw that something was bulging between this pervert’s legs, I blushed and looked away, but my shameful winks stimulated his libido even more.
“Little bitch, why don’t you crawl over and lick your master’s prick?” This shameless pervert, actually coercing me to be his sex slave, and asking me to suck his cock in my own faculty room?
“Want to resist? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll publicize your lewd photos to all the staff and students of the school, letting them all know that the usually beautiful and gracious beauty Ms. Zhen Qiao’er, turns out to be a lewd schoolteacher who loves to wear stockings and be molested by unfamiliar men? Perhaps there are many students in this school who have already had sexual fantasies about you and are dying to line up to come in and rape you! Why don’t I just hand out naked pictures of you in your stockings to them and let them masturbate to your pictures.” I was so scared I was on the verge of crying, crystal glowing teardrops hanging by my eyes.
“I…I’m begging you…no…don’t do this…I’ll…just do as you say…” my voice grew thinner and thinner, I slowly stood up from the seat and went to my knees, crawling shakily between the horny man’s legs.
I had only wanted to satisfy my son’s sexual desires, but I couldn’t imagine that I would now have to abandon even my noble status as a teacher and have to crawl around naked in my own teaching room, serving strange men’s fishy pricks with my mouth.
Reluctantly, in my black garter stockings, I crawled up to the horny man and placed both hands on his thighs. I closed my eyes and reached down to unzip his pants. But the pervert forced me to open my eyes to see how his prick was erecting. The moment my fingertips touched his cock, I felt a burning sensation in my fingers.
I tried to pull out his rod, but his prick was so thick that I couldn’t actually catch it with one hand. Suddenly the pervert’s rod peeked out of his pants and the whole thick, hard shaft slapped against my soft, smooth cheek.
The strange man’s sex organ was wiping on my thinly powdered pretty face, the glans touched my red lips from time to time, and a strong sexual stench came from it. “Why don’t you lick Master’s big meat stick? You sex slave schoolgirl!” The pervert kept trying to open my lips with the head of his turtle and showed me again that he had unpleasant pictures of me in his cell phone.
In the photo, although I was being manhandled by three or four men, my expression looked like I was enjoying myself a bit. Do I really like wearing stockings and exposing my body, and love being caressed by strange men and rubbing my pussy lips? When I thought of this, I suddenly felt an itch between my legs, as if some kind of liquid was slowly flowing out; the strange man’s prick in front of me seemed to be no longer hideous, and the purple-black glans was permeated with a fascinating scent of lust, which was attracting me to stick out my tongue to tease it.
I began to lick and fondle the horny man’s prick obliviously, employing oral sex techniques that I had never done to my husband to please the filthy cock of the strange man in front of me. I reached out with my little lilac tongue and started licking from the root of the rod upward to the deep pit between the foreskin and the glans, where white dirt had accumulated.
His prick was so thick and long that I couldn’t take it all in my mouth at once, so I had to lick and suck the foreskin along the fleshy crown, licking the foreskin tartness away with my tongue and swallowing it, and I licked my lips at the horny man as if I’d eaten something more delicious than cum.
The pervert seemed to be very satisfied with my charming behavior, and his penis in his mouth became even thicker. I gradually did not know whether I was really forced to perform oral sex for this pervert, I no longer cared about my noble status as a beautiful teacher, nor did I care whether someone would suddenly come in and see me wearing garter stockings and exposing my ass to perform oral sex for someone else in the teaching room, I just used my tongue more and more vigorously to please the pervert’s fishy prick in front of me, and I wanted to suck out his white and dirty semen with my horny red lips.
I would let his cum spray all over my face, hair and black garter stockings, and I would swallow his cum right in front of him. I let go of my lips that were sucking on the glans and instead gloved the horny man’s prick.
I looked at this pervert with a winking smile, and he also caressed my hair with his hand and said with a lewd smile, “How is it, Ms. Zhen Qiao’er, is my meat stick good?”
I licked the discharge from the horny man’s horse’s eye with the tip of my tongue, drawing out a line of sperm. I lowered my head as I lightly squeezed his balls and crown of flesh with my fingertips:
“Mmmm…yummy…I…I want more…,” I said with a red face, rubbing my hand around my rod faster.
“What else do you want, little slut?” The pervert wiped my cheeks with his cum-dripping prick.
“I…I want to eat…master…master’s…cum…cum…” my voice got thinner and thinner, and I was so ashamed I was ashamed, burying my head and taking the horny man’s prick into my mouth again. My knees got weak from sucking cock on my knees, so I changed to squatting on the ground with my thighs wide open, so that the pervert could admire my bare bottom and my black garter stockings.
I felt that my pink labia were opening and closing, oozing out fresh honey love juices before dripping down on the floor of the faculty room. When the pervert saw me spreading my thighs to suck his cock, revealing my pussy and stockinged legs, he laughed lewdly and said, “Hey! I’ve always said that you slutty schoolteacher only loves to wear stockings and doesn’t like to wear panties to class! I think you’ve always wanted to spread your legs like this, expose your pussy, and suck and masturbate for all the men on the tram, right? And you want them to line up one by one to penetrate your pussy, so you go on the tram every day bare-assed and wearing stockings to seduce them, right? You stocking-wearing slutty schoolteacher!” I couldn’t speak with the meat stick in my mouth and could only keep shaking my head in objection.
I had a vision of the male passengers on the tram lining up one by one, trying to take turns inserting their fishy rods into my delicate cunt: one by one, regardless of my moans and struggles, they pressed down on me and pumped away, and then ejaculated their cloudy white semen into my cunt. The man in front of me had just ejaculated and withdrawn, when another male passenger behind him could not wait to thrust in with his iron rod-like hot prick.
I don’t know how many unfamiliar men’s filthy semen was in my cunt, and every time each male passenger pumped, he made my overflowing cunt shallow out. My horny cunt, however, seemed unwilling to waste any drop of semen, as the elastic walls of my cunt continued to contract and suck on the prick that was moving in and out of me, allowing a large number of spermatozoa belonging to different males to shoot into my uterus and fertilize me. I felt that I was going to get pregnant and give birth to multiple wild seeds for these strange men.
In addition to my vagina, my mouth was also filled with cum as the male passengers took turns inserting their rods into my mouth, asking me to suck the purple-black glans with my lips, stick out my tongue to lick the dirt off my foreskin, and swallow the fishy cum they shot.
I had dozens of passengers’ cum on my face, in my hair, in my throat and in my stomach, and I had to keep my hands on multiple dildos, as well as a number of male passengers wiping their freshly ejaculated rods on my wide-open stockinged legs, making my extremely thin black garter stockings glow with a moist sheen.
I became a sex toy for all the male passengers on the tram to excrete their semen, and dozens of men’s semen covered my entire body, emitting an obscene odor. The thought of being gang-raped by a class of dirty, horny strangers actually sent a wave of filthy, humiliating pleasure through me. More lewd water flowed out of my lower body, and my lips sucked harder on the pervert’s glans.
Finally, the wolf could not resist my licking, and his prick throbbed violently in my mouth, and thick, fishy semen spurted out and sprayed down my throat. I seldom performed oral sex for my husband, but now I sucked and drank the fiery semen shot out by the lecherous wolf with great relish, and I began to fall in love with the thick, salty and fishy taste of semen, and I wished to be able to drink the semen of a different male every day, no matter whether it was a turf worker, a robber, or a filthy beggar, and as long as they were willing to do so I would get down on my knees and suck and masturbate for them in no time at all.
The pervert’s cum was so plentiful and thick that before I could swallow it, white cum had long filled my mouth, some of it slowly dripping down from the corners of my mouth and dripping onto my breasts and stockinged legs, the noble black gartered stockings forming an obscene contrast to the whitish cum. He pulled his still ejaculating prick out of my mouth again, letting the remaining cum spray all over my pretty face and hair.
The male semen that did not belong to my husband stained my lightly made-up face and emitted a strong sexual stench, but I was so honored that I used my fingers like a whore to bring the cum slurry from my face into my mouth. I sat on the floor of the faculty room and licked my fingers covered in his semen in front of the pervert, and stretched out my stockinged legs to show him the stains on my black gartered stockings.
I gently stirred the sticky and slippery cum on my garter stockings, then spread my legs and smeared the pervert’s cum on my two pussy lips. When the pervert saw my lewd behavior, his freshly ejaculated rod involuntarily shook again. I winkingly stretched out my tongue and licked away the remaining cum on his glans, then licked around the foreskin, and finally kissed on his big glans. Said:
“Thank you Master for your big meat stick and cum.” I was completely and utterly a slut who loved to wear stockings and even enjoyed sucking the horny wolf’s cock at school. The pervert seemed very satisfied and he asked me to take off my stockings and give them to him as a souvenir.
I obediently stood up and took off my black garter stockings in front of him and handed them to him, my bottom becoming naked.
The pervert took the stocking, smelled it deeply, and said, “Mmm! It smells really good! Next time I’ll bring a few more people to gang rape you.” Then he left. The phone porn photos were forgotten.