The Complete Guide to Seduction of Mothers

Author: Qin Shou

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I’m not a good son!

Really, at least I think so myself.

I can’t remember when the crazy idea of “mother-son incest” first came to me. Maybe it started more than three years ago, when I was thirteen years old and in my first year of junior high school.

Like all normal boys, after the first dream, they gradually enter puberty and begin to develop a strong curiosity and interest in the opposite sex.

At first I only noticed the object of the female classmates around me, their breasts have begun to develop, in the summer time clothing is relatively thin, you can clearly see the outline of the small mushroom-like bulging breasts, and sometimes you can also catch a glimpse of school uniforms on the two dots protruding traces. I often peeped at this tantalizing scene while imagining their topless appearance in my head, feeling both stimulated and embarrassed.

In addition to that, as the country is becoming more and more open, the more and more frequent appearance of revealing images on movies and television has also had a considerable impact on me. Every time I see an actress changing clothes, taking a shower or kissing a

The hot shots, the snow-white bodies exposed on the screen all made my heart beat. Although this kind of nudity is quite limited, at most it is bare shoulders or back, skirt fluttering open to reveal thighs, or a small half of white tits, but it is also enough to make me excited for half a day.

Later, the family bought a computer, and also on the Internet. Very naturally, I hid from my family secretly browsed many pornographic websites, from a large number of obscene pictures and movies, I hungrily supplemented their own sexual knowledge, finally satisfied curiosity.

But this is after all an indirect way, I have never witnessed a woman’s nude body in reality, coupled with the fact that I have watched too many scenes of intense coitus in pornographic tapes, unconsciously I have developed a further longing, and would like to personally experience the thrill of possessing a real woman, and to feel that kind of lustful taste.

It was at this time that my mom’s figure came into my sight.

I should say that I am not the kind of person who is born with “Oedipus Complex”, and mother’s love has always been just mother’s love for me, which is kind, warm and simple affection, and does not include other things.

But after this, my feelings for my mom quietly changed, and I began to look at her with the eyes of a man looking at a woman.

After all, mom is a difficult to ignore the opposite sex. She is not very pretty, but she is full of the maturity and modesty of a good woman, always speaks softly, and has a strong womanly flavor between her hands and feet. Although almost forty years old, the figure is still maintained quite well, plump breasts bulging high, waist limbs almost no fat, buttocks and large and round, skin is also white and smooth as a young girl, do not need to wipe any cosmetics on the natural maintenance of very good.

In a word, she is in the most attractive and seductive period of a middle-aged woman!

So, my attention was quickly focused on my mom, and my usual gaze at her became “unruly”, and when she wasn’t looking, I would always stare intently at the dress wrapped in the

The voluptuous figure in her clothes wouldn’t let go, eager to see what she looked like naked with her clothes off.

I have tried many ways, such as peeping into her neckline when she bends down to mop the floor, or pretending to drop my chopsticks during dinner and looking down under the table to peek at her legs under her skirt, and even attempting to use my brains when she is in the shower……. These attempts have made my eyes eat a little bit of ice cream, but I have never succeeded in seeing the key parts of the body that I really wanted to see. The key part of the real most wanted to see, but never once succeeded in witnessing.

Maybe the human psychology, are the more can not get things the more you want it. With the passage of time, my desire for my mother’s body is getting stronger and stronger, almost anytime and everywhere thinking about her, and even as long as you close your eyes, your mind is full of her naked carcass, and then the crotch of the penis excitedly engorged with blood, erection, until the masturbation after a sound ejaculation ……

Yes, I didn’t just want to “see”, but I also longed to break the taboo of mother-son bonding with my mom and enjoy that kind of sinful and unethical excitement.

She is my mother and I am her son. We are the closest relatives in this world, why does the world forbid me to possess her instead? This is outrageous!

I secretly resolved in my full of indignation that in this life, no matter what, I must get my mom’s body!

But what to do?

It was certain that my mother would never agree to have sex with her son, and I definitely didn’t have the courage to bring it up outright, even though I thought it should be the natural thing to do, and even though my mother had always been so gentle and sweet and doted on me and never lost her temper at me, I had a subconscious feeling of trepidation and a lack of guts to bring up my rightful request.

Besides, there’s a dad in the house!

My father worked as a department manager for a U.S.-based company in China, and his income was high enough to feed and clothe the family. He was a “strict father” and I was afraid of him since I was a child, so if he knew about this kind of thing, I was afraid that

I’ll lose my skin if I don’t get beaten half to death.

Honestly, my feelings for my dad are quite complicated, I should say he loves me very much as well, while I have non-consensual thoughts about my mom, which fills me with guilt and makes me feel very sorry for my dad. But again.

Because he was the only one who could be intimate with my mom, I again hated him deeply. Especially when I saw my parents’ intimate gestures, an indescribable jealousy burned in my heart.

What should I do? Where do I go from here?

I’m thinking hard ……

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I’m a good wife and a good mother, that’s what everyone praises me for.

I have been a full-time stay-at-home mom for over sixteen years now, since the day I married my husband. For sixteen years I have hardly left the house, except for going to the street for groceries and shopping

In addition, she spends most of her time at home cooking, washing and cleaning, taking care of the family’s affairs and taking good care of the whole family.

Sunrise and sunset, spring, summer, fall and winter, year after year just like this, the days are plain and cozy. I changed from a naive and romantic girl to a mature young woman, and then to a mother with children. Although my heart has been occasionally confused, occasionally throbbing, occasionally hit by some kind of latent strange feelings …… but that is just a flash of thought, I have always been very peaceful and disciplined, and never had any desire to transgress the traditional ideas.

My husband is very satisfied with me, and often praises me heartily that he has married the best wife in the world, who is gentle and virtuous, and never needs him to worry about things at home; what is even more rare is that she is a woman of honor, not to mention red!

I don’t even have a generalized male friend anymore, so I can really say that I am the most reassuring model wife.

I don’t know whether to be good-natured or funny when I hear it.

Not hanging out with other men simply because I haven’t met anyone to talk to, but not because I’m old and unattractive to the opposite sex.

In fact, although I have been married for many years, I am still quite confident in my own appearance and figure, because I pay attention to the maintenance, my skin is still as white as when I was twenty years old, and if you don’t look closely, you can see that even a light

Faint wrinkles can not be found, people say that I look at least seven or eight years younger than my actual age, the maturity and beauty of a wife are on display in my body.

Coupled with the usual diligent exercise, my figure has not been out of shape so far, although the waist and legs on the meat compared to the teenage years is still a little more, but it does not make people feel fat, but rather add a kind of physique!

Plump mature charm. Moreover, the fat was still mainly concentrated on the breasts and buttocks, and both the breasts and buttocks were significantly larger than the average woman, and they were still round and high, giving people the feeling of rolling meat, with no signs of sagging at all. These are all things that I am quite proud of.

The reason why I take such pains to exercise and maintain my body is, of course, to please my husband’s eyes. Unfortunately, he did not seem to notice, and never praised me one more time, which made me feel very lost in my heart.

Fortunately, apart from this, my husband is very good to me, and our family life after marriage has been harmonious and smooth sailing. Now my biggest wish is to fulfill my responsibility as a mother and raise my son, Xiaofan, to be a successful man.

Xiaofan is my only child, my only darling, and I almost didn’t save him when I fell during my pregnancy. Therefore, after I gave birth to him, I spoiled him a little bit, and almost pampered him, fearing that he would be wronged in any way. However, my husband often solemnly warned me that this is not conducive to the growth of boys, and asked me not to spoil him.

Although my heart couldn’t bear it, I thought that what my husband said was still very reasonable. After all, Xiaofan has entered adolescence, which is a rebellious and dangerous period, as a mother I should watch over the child, do not let him go down the wrong path.

Hubby …… kids …… that’s all my life is about. It was, it is, and it always will be, like a smooth, mirror-like pool of water that will never ripple if no one tries to throw a small stone into it ……

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I was in deep distress because I couldn’t think of any good way that would allow me to fulfill my long-cherished wish of getting my mom’s beautiful flesh.

In addition to fantasizing in my head to my heart’s content, in my daydreams once and for all madly possessed my mother, but in reality I am completely helpless, can only look at her plump and mature carcass every day in the side of the swaying around, greedily gulping, and desperately trying to repress the body that the impulse that is getting higher and higher.

I am more addicted to the Internet, day after day in the major pornographic sites, spend time to collect a large number of mother-child incest theme of color and pornography, every night in their rooms to see the fun. Since the real thing can not get, only in this virtual world of sensual masturbation, although most of the plot is the same, but the incest unique taboo pleasure or make me excited, feel unparalleled stimulation.

The only regret I have is that after reading so many novels and movies, all the ways in which the son possesses his mother cannot be transferred to the real world. I would have thought that I could learn from it to some clever means, but it seems, either because of the mother’s innate lust, the son just revealed the lustful attitude of the automatic submission; or sleeping pills, rape, coercion and so on some of the impossible to implement the bridge, as a pure sexual fantasy to masturbate a little bit can be, really want to go to follow the work of the can be tantamount to a fool’s errand.

Until one day, I inadvertently read a messy text called The Mirror of Edipus, first unknowingly attracted by the story, and even more greatly shocked after reading it in one breath.

Although this work is also a work of masturbation, the plot tends to be even more grotesque and absurd, but I have to admit that the son’s description of luring his mother into the trap of desire step by step is quite clever, at least, those gradual steps that gradually tear down the mother’s defenses have a degree of realism, and it seems to have a certain degree of feasibility.

My spirits were lifted, as if a light had appeared before my eyes. Though it was faint, it was a light that broke through the layers of fog!

So I read the whole text several times, want to summarize a real feasible way, but after many days of hard thinking, I finally found that frustrated, after all, fiction is only a novel, unless I also like the main character in the story, mother and son have such a deep grudge entanglement, the plot has to have so many coincidences, otherwise those steps or impossible to move to reality to carry out.

I’m so desperate ……

Suddenly, however, a bold idea came into my mind: since the author of this work could come up with this kind of bridge, if he himself was willing to use his brain on this basis, he might be able to further

What about devising really good solutions that are operational …… At least, it’s a lot more certain than just figuring it out on my own ……

Thinking of this my heart pounding with excitement, immediately opened the computer to the Internet, logged on to the author often frequented a few colorful text site. As I love to read colorful articles, I know a lot of those websites.

Enthusiasts, with their help soon got that author’s E-MAIL e-mail address.

Without a second’s delay, I immediately pounded out a long letter, pouring out my longing and pain for my real mother, and then pleading for help in coming up with some ideas.

“…… I hope that you have a good idea to teach me! Please ……”

When I finished writing I clicked the mouse and mailed the letter.

The entire next day was spent with anticipation and trepidation, and it was late into the night before I heard back from the other side.

“You are sick ah! That piece is just fiction, not telling you to actually implement it ah ……”

As soon as I saw such a beginning, my heart went cold and I was stunned for several seconds before I proceeded to read on.

“…… I am not a fan of incest, write “Yi” article is just a playful nature, never thought in reality how to screw the old lady …… And I want to advise you, the children have to walk the right way, do not read a few colorful articles to really learn bad things. I’d like to advise you that kids should be on the right track and not read a few colorful articles and then really learn the hard way! People should still have basic moral values ……”

Holy shit, he’s like a Taoist teacher! I wonder if his pen name is true ……

Disappointment was disappointment, but I was not discouraged, after observation, I found that this author recently played the “policewoman” and “boobs” tickets, under the bright idea, I turned over my own collection of these two types of films all out, and tentatively sent the catalog, and asked him I asked him if he was interested.

As it turned out, …… the “big” attitude change much faster than I thought.

“…… is wonderful! There are several pieces that I’ve been searching for for a long time, where did you find them? Hurry up and pass me the tablets! I promise to find a way to help you fuck your mom ……”

Chill!

Sure is shameless and dark enough ……

Well, in short, the result of the discussion, we began to contact from the QQ, I transmitted the film to the author, and at the same time, according to his request, all the family as detailed as possible to tell him, including the parents’ age, level of education, hobbies, and habits, in order to be used for him to treat the symptoms of the disease, analyze and study the feasibility of the method.

After about ten minutes or so of silence, a few large, bold lines popped up in the dialog box.

“I’ve got a general idea of what I can try, though I can’t promise anything …… But I’d like to remind you that if you want to succeed, you must remember two things first ……”

“I already know!”

I grabbed and cut him off, channeling the information back on the fly.

“Firstly, to break through the taboo to get mom’s body is definitely not an easy thing, one must be prepared for a long term effort; secondly, during the implementation of the plan, one must not reveal the true thoughts, one must hide the mischievous thoughts discreetly, and always appear in front of mom with the face of a good boy… …”

The other party sent over a surprised smiley symbol.

“Haha, so you’ve already memorized all the theories in that book of Yi! ^_^ That’s good, saves me a lot of talking ……”

“Well, I’ll be doubly careful where I should be. You just need to tell me exactly what to do ……”

“Hold your horses, I was just about to say that! Listen carefully, the first thing you need to do is ……”

QQ’s avatar shines at once, line after line of exciting sentences appear in the screen ……

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My son has changed lately, become much more understanding than before.

In the past, he was a pampered “little emperor”, who was lazy and playful, and had almost all the shortcomings of this generation of only children. Whether I talked to him nicely or not

Neither his reasoning, nor his husband’s snappy counting of him, will make him change his ways, or at best, just obey for a while.

However, since two weeks ago, my son suddenly looked like a new person, and his mental outlook was transformed. Every morning when he woke up, he unprecedentedly folded the quilt by himself, and at night after washing the

He even washed his own tank top and shorts after the bath (even though they weren’t clean and I had to quietly wash them again at the end), and not only that, but after dinner he would rush to wash the family’s dishes and even volunteered to do so!

of having to help me mop the floors and clean the windows.

“Little Fan, tell mom honestly, why are you suddenly so diligent? Did you get into some trouble?”

I looked into my son’s eyes and gently enlightened him.

“How? If you don’t believe me, you can ask your teacher or your classmates! I didn’t do anything wrong!”

My son yelled back and forth, blushing, but I could tell he wasn’t lying about that.

“So is it that you want a new mountain bike again? That’s why you came to offer ……”

I let it go, this time in a half-joking, half-serious tone, which I suppose was closer to the truth.

But surprisingly, my son was so anxious to hear it that he was on the verge of tears and looked very aggrieved.

“Mom, how can you say that! I’m just grown up, and seeing as you’re usually so tired, I want to help you share some of the chores, so why don’t you believe me?”

Seeing his anxious distinguished look, I can not help but laugh, but in my heart is a burst of moving and gratifying: indeed, my son is beginning to grow up, know how to heart his mother. Oh, really happy!

“Thank you, good son. But you’d better spend your time studying here, mommy’s busy on her own ……”

“No, I know mom is very tired!” The son said obstinately, “It’s said on TV that women who work too much will get old very easily oh! I don’t want mom to get old ……”

This kid! I was so angry and funny, where did I learn to sound like such a little adult? But when I think about it, it makes sense. ……

“When you grow up, of course mommy gets old ……” I said deliberately, “Mommy will be an old woman soon, and I don’t care if it’s a few years sooner or later… …”

“Who said that? Who said that?” The son protested loudly, “Mommy will always be the youngest and prettiest in my heart and will never become an old woman!”

“Heh, little kid! Sweet-talking ……”

I laughed and ranted, but in my heart I was very happy. After all, women always like to be complimented and praised, not to mention that it is still their own son’s mouth out, of course, listening to the heart comfort.

“Really really really ……” my son suddenly took two steps back, his eyes bone-crunching as he surveyed me, full of seriousness, “For example, mommy’s hair looks so good right now, it’s classically beautiful… …”

I was so pleasantly surprised to hear that, the corners of my eyes were moist.

I spent the afternoon yesterday in the hair salon to make this hairstyle, originally to dress up for my husband to see. When I was in love in the past, he once said that my hairstyle was the most elegant, full of the flavor of a classical beauty, especially the strands of hair behind my ears, so that the lines of my cheeks and the slender elegance of my neck were best reflected. That’s why I would spare no effort to recreate this hairstyle every once in a while, in the hope that it would be pleasing to his eyes.

However, my husband’s reaction is extremely disappointing, he simply ignored last night, until I reminded many times in a roundabout way, only to realize “Oh”, and then perfunctorily casually quipped a few words, a listen is to cope with.

I never imagined that my son would praise me so sincerely. At such a young age, he is more discerning and appreciative of beauty than his father! What’s more important is that he pays so much attention to me as a mom, and resonates with my special hairstyle, which instantly comforts my originally sullen mood, and makes me feel that it was worth all the hard work I put in yesterday.

Hmph, husband, you’re so insensitive, you’re not as good as our good son!

Thinking like this in his head, he couldn’t help but verbally ask again, “Xiaofan, is mom really still …… still young and beautiful?”

“That goes without saying!” The son said without thinking, “If mom isn’t pretty even like this, then who else can be called pretty? If possible, I still want to marry mom as my wife ……”

“Nonsense!” I laughed and scolded, feigning dissatisfaction, “The more you talk, the more outrageous it gets, kids don’t learn how to kiss ass! That’s not good ……”

My son also smiled cheekily and obediently shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Instead, I got a little lost and wished with all my heart that my son would give me a few more compliments. I remembered that it had been years since anyone had praised me like that, and I really wanted to hear more. Even if it came from a young boy.

The children are all good, and they all make me long for a long-lost youth.

However, my son was honestly quiet after I counted him out.

Alas, children are children after all!

I shook my head and couldn’t help but be dumbfounded, although there was a small amount of helplessness, but it was such a much, much better day ……

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When I saw my mom’s slight smile with an oracle, I guessed that she must still think of me as a child.

If she could have guessed what kind of thoughts were going through my mind at this moment, she would have been shocked beyond words.

She saw me as a simple child, not realizing that she was stumbling ignorantly into the first step of my carefully laid trap.

“The first step in the …… Mother Seduction Program is to get as close as possible between mother and son, the closer the better. Don’t think that your usual relationship is close enough since you’re mother and son anyway! No, that’s not enough ……”

Two weeks ago at night, the message that author had typed in the QQ dialog box popped up again, sentence by sentence, in front of my eyes.

“When your son grows up to 15 or 16 years old, it is the age of adolescent rebellion, mother and son will always inevitably appear generation gap, the mother subconsciously will have a kind of beginning to “can’t catch” the son’s feeling, and you want to let your mother clearly feel, her position in your heart is how important, how unshakeable! How unshakeable!”

“You need to care more about your mom, such as taking the initiative to help her share the housework, and “heartache” through practical actions.”

She …… women are emotional creatures, not to mention that the one who cares for her is her own son, she will easily be deeply moved and emotionally closer to you ……”

“In addition, you have to spare no effort to praise her, even if it is meat numb are good …… Remember, to your mother’s age, already all the time have the melancholy feeling of the gradual aging of the years, she is actually very much in need of other people’s affirmation to prove that they have not yet aged to the point of color failure. Your praise can greatly satisfy her vanity, her self-confidence will be restored, and re-expect, desire the admiration of the opposite sex to come, which will create opportunities for your next plan ……”

“Her looks, her clothes, her dress, are the focus of your praise …… Until one day, when mom unconsciously values your opinion and will naturally groom herself according to your aesthetics, the first step is considered a success… …”

Wonderful, just wonderful!

At that time, I read it after the spirit of the spirit, these two weeks in the meticulous implementation of the up, although doing those chores greatly against my lazy nature, but think of the final fruits of that tempting victory can taste the mother’s ripe and delicious flesh I seem to be full of strength, energetic to do the fun, and do not feel it is a big chore.

At the same time, flattering praise language is a steady stream from my mouth, at first I was a little embarrassed, a little say two sentences on the mute. But as time passes day by day, my skin is getting thicker and thicker, and my skills are getting more and more skillful, I can say a lot of words of praise without thinking, and it definitely sounds like a child’s heartfelt praise.

“Wow! Mom …… you are so beautiful today, I thought a movie star was here ……”

“…… Of course it looks good! This outfit also only looks good on mom’s body ……”

“Hehehe, mom you look at least ten years younger now, maybe people will think you’re my sister ……”

Such words can be heard every day in the family, at first mom was just angrily scolded me “small child”, “sweet-tongued slippery”, but the smile hidden in the corner of the eye has been hidden can not be hidden, to later she no longer pretend to be reserved, happy to She no longer pretends to be reserved, and happily accepts my flattery to please, and sometimes even reveals a fluttering demeanor.

It seems that the books are right, few women are resistant to sweet words. Even my mom was no exception, and didn’t doubt for a second that I had ulterior motives for doing so, and was made to smile almost every day.

In just two months of work, I reached my intended goal.

Mom and I really feel better than before, mother and son as if even the generation gap no longer exists, just like a close friend with nothing to talk about, close to each other.

In addition, the mother also pay more attention to dress up, as if the young girl just reached puberty, even if it is not far from home to buy a vegetable market, have to sit in front of the dresser carefully dress up their own, but also often ask my opinion.

“Fan, Mommy won’t look too fat in this, will she?”

“Come here and see if Mommy’s lipstick is a little too strong?”

“Well …… I also think these shoes are a bit rustic, it’s time for a new pair ……”

In the past, she would only ask her father about such words, but now she has moved over to ask me, and her attitude is getting more and more serious, so it is obvious that she really wants to ask for my opinion. Because a few times I deliberately gave the opposite of the actual answer, she actually adopted it with conviction, as if my affirmation was an important criterion for her judgment, which made me secretly snicker.

But think about it, no wonder, dad is too busy to take care of these, and it’s rare to meet other men in normal life, mom did not come to consult me as her own son and who else can I look for? Moreover, if I praise her so much, she will subconsciously dress up according to my appreciation habits, although she may not even realize it, but it has become a fact.

After making sure that the first step had been successfully achieved, I was overjoyed to tell that author and then received his second step of the program ……

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The relationship with my son is getting closer and closer, which of course makes me as a mother very pleased and happy, in contrast, the relationship with my husband seems to be a bit distant, as if there is some kind of a barrier, and I always feel that I can’t be as close to my heart as I would like to be to a mother and her son.

Maybe it’s just a psychological effect of the comparison, but these days I do start to feel vaguely resentful that my husband’s care for me and this family in recent years has been so unsatisfactory.

Once, my husband and I also had a sweet love, the newlyweds when the passion and warmth, but with the growth of the number of years of marriage, those romantic soap bubbles one after another quietly burst, his work is more and more busy, and my days are more and more monotonous mechanical, almost no sense of freshness to life.

I understand that my husband is so busy is to make money to support the family, is to let me and my son live a better life, but my requirements are not very high ah, as long as he as in the past as from time to time to take the time to accompany me for a while, noticed that I am for him and “Yung”, to me to say a couple of even jokingly sweet words, which will be enough, I will be very satisfied! I will be very satisfied.

But none of this ……

He was busy, sure, but definitely not so busy that he couldn’t squeeze in a few minutes, and many times he was clearly available, he just didn’t want to, wouldn’t, or was too lazy to do it.

For example, last Sunday, I wanted to add a few pieces of inner and outer clothing, but my husband would rather lie in bed and watch pirated American blockbusters than go out shopping with me.

“You women a shopping must be an afternoon, good wife you just spare me ……” he bowed and pleaded, “Besides, my vision is oddly poor, and I couldn’t offer any good advice every time I went in the past ……”

“Forget it then, just don’t buy it!”

I said coldly, only feeling a sense of resentment in my heart, and any excitement disappeared without a trace.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t! And buy the best one! It’s the only way to be worthy of my beautiful wife.”

Hubby probably sensed something was wrong, and with a big smile on his face, he took out a big ticket from the drawer and slipped it to me, but I didn’t appreciate it.

“Go ahead, mom! I’ll go with you since Dad’s not available! I can carry your things for you ……”

My son, who had been studying his homework in his room, suddenly barged in and volunteered to accompany me on the street, patting his chest as if he was looking forward to doing so.

Hubby probably saw the “scapegoat”, immediately loud praise and concur, in their father and son’s strong persuasion, I finally agreed, and son with the door.

Along the way, my son looked very excited, the joy was overflowing, infected by him, my heart’s boredom was also quickly dispelled, but I think it is more enjoyable to take my son out.

Thinking back, this is also the first time in so many years, we mother and son alone out, usually go out is a family of three, now less husband does not seem to be a problem, just mother and son intimate talk and laugh, as usual, it is a lot of fun.

To the clothing store, my son has become my best advisor, and helped me pick out the clothes, the vision is actually very unique, as if specifically for this has done research.

“Look mom, that dress suits your figure! You’ll look elegant and classy in it ……”

“Well …… the colors and styles are pretty good, just slightly revealing, not suitable for mom’s age I guess ……”

“How come? I’ve said it many times, mom, you’re still young! Besides, this is the current trend, mom, don’t be so conservative ……”

“Ugh, it’s your dad who doesn’t ……”

Halfway through my sentence, I suddenly stopped talking. From the time of love, my husband does not like me to dress up too “cool”, had asked me to wear only long dresses outside, I was all obedient, but at this time the heart but suddenly appeared a strong rebellious idea.

Hmph, you’re even too much trouble to go shopping with me, why do I have to listen to you?

As if on a gamble, I temporarily changed my mind, nodded in agreement with my son’s suggestion, and went to the dressing room to try it on.

When I stepped out of the dressing room five minutes later, it’s no exaggeration to say that I wowed almost everyone in the store!

It was a purple sleeveless dress that wrapped my plump torso just right, the entirety of my white, rounded arms were bare, and due to the tight strangulation at the waist, the curves of my towering breasts seemed to be intentionally emphasized as if they were bulging in front of my chest to hold up a striking silhouette.

But what attracted people’s attention the most was the long and slender legs under my short skirt. The snow-white thighs above my knees were exposed by nearly ten centimeters, causing several men around me to stare straight at them.

“Wow, that’s beautiful!” My son also tsked and marveled with glowing eyes.

My face was a little red, but I couldn’t help but feel secretly pleased in my heart. Almost forty years old woman, can still cause this kind of stunning effect, this shows that my beauty, my face, my youth have not completely died, just some blind eyes do not know how to appreciate just.

“Miss, this dress is simply customized for you ……” the saleswoman also took the opportunity to come over to persuade, “Your boyfriend has been raving about it, buy it back to ensure that you will not regret… …”

“Boyfriend?” I froze for a moment before I realized, and couldn’t help but laugh, “What boyfriend? This is my own son! He’s twenty-two years older than me. ……”

“Ah, no way ……” the other’s jaw dropped, “You look like you’re twenty-eight or ninety-nine at most …… Uh, can’t tell, really I can’t tell ……”

I knew in my heart of hearts that such compliments were overblown, and that it would be more like mistakenly identifying me and Fan as brother and sister.

But women always want people to guess them as younger, so they still laugh their asses off.

“No, I’m not mom’s son, I’m her little lover!”

Little Fan this little guy is really nonsense, actually pretend to be an adult look serious defense, but also stretched his arm over to embrace my shoulders. Unfortunately, he was a little shorter than me, so he had to lean his head over.

The customers around me were amused and laughed, praising me in the same breath for having an enviable “little lover”.

“Okay, lover boy! Mommy will do as you say and buy this one!”

I smiled back happily and shelled out for the dress, then walked out of the clothing store on my son’s arm.

All afternoon we just shopped intimately, like a couple of real lovers ……

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I was thrilled to hear my mom call me “lover boy,” even though she did it in a half-joking tone.

This means that the second step of the program is going better than it seems!

The reason why I will enthusiastically accompany my mom out to buy clothes is not because I also like shopping, but purely in order to spend as much time with my mom as possible, and not to miss any opportunity to spend time alone with mother and son, thus enhancing their relationship. Especially, this opportunity is still from the hands of the father “fishing”, naturally, the strategic significance is even more important.

Because the purpose of the Second Step program was to “replace Dad” as much as possible!

Dad doesn’t sweet-talk mom anymore, so I’ll do the sweet-talking; dad doesn’t have time to share his emotions with mom anymore, so I’ll take advantage of the situation; dad is too lazy to go shopping with mom, so I’ll do the shopping with her.

In short, I try to take over the things that Dad should do and the tasks that he should undertake, and try to accomplish them by all means. In daily life, I strive to replace dad’s role in every aspect, so that mom can feel that at least at home, my weight is much heavier than dad’s, so as to gradually eat away at dad’s position in her mind.

According to that author, the ultimate goal of this step is to make the mother, though she does not realize it mentally, unconsciously allow her son to replace his father as her spiritual spouse! To be with the mother as much as possible all day long, so that she unconsciously becomes accustomed to the fact that her son is always in front of her eyes, to the extent that she develops an extreme emotional dependence on him, and she will be lost as long as she does not see him.

I followed the plan to the letter, spending the rest of the day at home, except for school, pestering my mom and sticking to her like the most loyal little follower. Wherever she went, I followed her to where, and at the same time, I also talked non-stop, telling her anecdotes about what happened at school, what I saw on the way home, or what I thought about watching a good movie……. Even when my mother went to the kitchen to cook and stir-fry, I endured the fumes and stuck it out, and I almost didn’t move an inch with her.

In addition, I was also very diligent in running errands for my mom. Whenever she asked me to go downstairs to fetch a bottle of soy sauce or to take out the garbage on the corner, I would do it as if I was happy to do it, and I would run to do it as soon as I could.

In contrast, Dad was much lazier. Probably because he was tired from working outside and a bit chauvinistic in character, Dad always used to enjoy everything ready-made when he came home and did not have the habit of taking the initiative to help, which gave me more opportunities to take advantage of.

These tricks really effective, before the mother at home is quite lonely, after doing housework is either watching TV to pass the time, or is waiting for dad to come home. And since I began to consciously please her, mom’s face smiles obviously much more, but also much more cheerful, mother and son almost every day there are endless words, often forget the time, and even dad arrived home are still feeling unfulfilled.

Coupled with my obedient and diligent, all things are grabbed to help, not two months of work, mom has a subtle sense of dependence on me, although she did not say it out loud, but from the way she looked at my eyes can be felt, it is similar to a woman’s dependence on a man, accustomed to have me with her at all times, everywhere to follow her.

So, she began to confide in me more, including bits and pieces of her relationship with her dad. It was clear that I was now not only her son, but also her friend and her confidant.

“Little Fan, you won’t get tired of mom nagging you about so many trivial things, will you?”

The other evening, while waiting for my dad to come home from work, my mom sighed to me with some embarrassment.

“How come? I love to listen to whatever mom says ……” I declared quickly and with a mischievous wink, “Don’t forget, I’m your little lover ……”

Mom “puffed” a laugh: “Good son, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, really good at making mom happy.

Don’t let your dad hear you though, maybe he’ll get jealous! Hehehe ……”

She was obviously joking, but I caught her off guard and cheekily said, “Well, then, don’t do it in front of Daddy, but the rest of the time Mommy will call me “Loverboy”, okay?”

“How’s that? No big deal!”

Mom laughed and spat, but somehow her pretty face turned slightly red.

I had only said it in passing, not expecting much, but my eyes lit up when I saw her blush, knowing that she must have had some kind of ripple in her heart.

Of course, that’s not to say that mom thought that way about me as well, but the fact that she would be slightly shy meant that I had at least tugged at her heartstrings a little bit and made her feel something different.

I was wondering if I should continue to pursue this, or if I should just stop for now so as not to reveal my true colors, when my father walked in the door, so I had to stop.

By the next morning, however, things had taken an unexpected turn.

Since I downloaded several incest pornos last night, I didn’t get to bed until midnight, and this morning I couldn’t get up, and after my alarm went off I still stayed in bed and refused to get up.

“Wake up …… wake up ……”

In a haze, I felt my mom walk in and lean over to the bed and shake my shoulder.

I, however, still couldn’t wake up and rolled over in a daze, making disgruntled grunts like a piglet.

“Time to get up, lover boy …… if you don’t get up you’ll be late ……”

A low laugh rang in her ears, sounding so gentle and full of motherly pampering and affection.

I immediately woke up and opened my eyes with an “ah”, and what jumped into my eyes was my mom’s smiling face like a flower.

“Why is my little lover out of bed today? This is not good. ……”

She deliberately emphasized the word “lover” and before I could fully respond, she floated out of the bedroom with a giggle.

I was dumbfounded for half a minute, then cheered and turned up in bed, which was as sweet as honey ……

From that day on, mom really began to call me “little lover” from time to time, although the number of times is not a lot, although still with a joking tone, but I can feel that she is not just to coax me to be happy to call so, in fact, she also quite like to call me this, and because we have to go behind the back of the father to call in private, this matter has become a small secret between our mother and son, each other’s spiritual communication seems to be more tacit understanding, full of unprecedented tenderness and warmth. Mother and son between the little secret, each other’s spiritual communication as if more tacit understanding, full of unprecedented tenderness and warmth ……

“Very well, you may proceed to step three of the plan!”

That night, a thumbs up of praise first popped up in the QQ dialog box, and then two lines flew up.

“The next task you should accomplish is to start trying to be physically intimate with your mom, such as hugging her obliviously when you’re happy, or giving her a series of kisses on the face or something like that. But be careful, this kind of contact should never be overdone, and you should never, ever, ever rush to just touch sensitive parts, that will only cause you to be immediately undone!”

“Oh? You mean, you can’t let mom feel like I’m up to something else?”

I tapped the keyboard and sent back a sentence to myself.

“Right! To make your mother think that this is just an act of intimacy between loved ones, you can take full advantage of your age by pretending to be a little kid pampering your mother and lengthening the time you spend in physical contact with her as much as possible. Do this not to try and tease her, but to let her grow accustomed to your intimate demeanor and get used to the fact that this is how mother and son make out whenever they are together ……”

I seemed to realize, “Is this preparation for the future?”

“Smart! Let’s put it this way, right now mom won’t think anything else, but later on when she really gets to the point where she can’t help but fall in love with you, the pawns planted in this move will work wonders! Hahaha ……”

I watched with glee and heckled lewdly as well, knocking over a series of smiley face symbols.

“Also, doing this has the added benefit of subconsciously reinforcing her dual identity as a mother and as a woman! In the last step of the plan you’ve been replacing dad, but it wouldn’t be good if you really succeeded in replacing him completely, because then your mom would see you as a real adult, and develop the idea that you should be allowed to be completely self-reliant, and might instead control herself not to coddle you too much, which would be detrimental to the whole situation …… You’re constantly pampering her , and still like a child like to stick to her, so that the whole mother seduction plan can continue ……”

“So the best position for you, mother and son, should be to try to get your mother to develop a mixed feeling which is half mother and son and half man and woman! A pure mother-son relationship is unable to break through the taboo, and turning completely into a male-female relationship will quickly lead to a revival of rationality, only a combination of both can you hope to achieve final victory ……”

“Got it!”

I was so impressed that I transmitted a few more new movies I had just gotten to “honor” the author, then hummed a little tune in triumph, imagining all sorts of exciting and lascivious images. ……

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My son and I are getting better and better, and naturally, I’m pouring a full dose of motherly love into him.

His every move, his laughter, his joys and his sorrows are such a deep pull on my heartstrings as a mother, controlling all my feelings.

It is said that a child is a mother’s heart, and I already spoiled him very much, and over the period of time, with the growing closeness of the mother-son relationship, this spoiledness has festered to the extreme.

The fact that I actually complied with his almost-reluctant request to call him “lover boy” in a half-hearted manner is the best proof.

At first I called him that just to tease him, but as I did so, I realized that I seemed to like the title, and there was a little bit of sweetness in my heart.

Similar to the kind of sweetness you felt when you first fell in love with your husband!

I was both surprised and amused to discover this; perhaps it was just that my love life had been dormant for too long, and the intense dependence and intimacy that my son had recently displayed filled a certain void in my soul.

I can’t imagine what the world would be like if I lost my son.

He is also so love me as a mother, not only filial piety and understanding, usually always follow me like a shadow, afraid of me being lonely, make me happy, at my disposal …… There are a lot of things that should have been his father to do, but also by his young tender shoulders took the initiative to pick up.

I knew that he was trying his best to prove by his actions that he had grown up!

Yes, the son did grow up. He is taller every day, his voice has long changed like his father’s thick, the original thin limbs are also getting stronger and thicker, looks like a little man, and seems to be quite a bit of heroism.

I’m not saying this in confidence, it’s based on fact.

More than ten days ago in the evening, my son accompanied me to the supermarket to buy things, back on the way he suddenly anxious, busy into the roadside of a public toilet, I stood outside waiting for him. At this time there happened to be two half-drunken young people passed by, saw me after showing a lewd smile, unscrupulous leaned over and said dirty words.

“Beauty, who are you waiting for? Accompany our buddies to have fun, there will be no shortage of your benefits ……”

“Yoo-hoo, who are you acting all serious for? Look at your big tits and ass, you’re the most fucked up thing in the world. ……”

“Ha…… don’t hide! Come on, let me have a kiss ……”

I was so angry that I almost cried, at the same time, I was also scared to death, let go of my voice to call for help, however, this road is relatively remote, dinner time is even more few pedestrians, no one heard my cries.

At this critical moment, my son rushed out of the toilet as if he were a godly warrior. His red eyes, regardless of their own power, casually picked up two bricks from the ground, like the most courageous lion and the two hooligans fought, and did his best to protect me, but also anxiously asked me to escape home first.

Of course I refused to leave my son behind, and was panicking when, fortunately, a number of passers-by had already been alarmed and gathered around. The two hooligans see the situation is not right, hurriedly gray and ran away.

“Mom, are you okay? Is it okay ……”

My son’s face went white as he grabbed my hands and asked me repeatedly if I was okay, oblivious to the fact that his own palms were already rubbed with blood.

My nose turned sour and I hugged my son with hot tears in my eyes.

God willing, the fight ended early and he wasn’t otherwise hurt, but nonetheless it made me so heartbroken and nervous that I wanted to be in pain instead of him.

“Don’t cry, mom …… I’m here, don’t cry …… I won’t let anyone bully you ……”

My son was soothing me with a tone of voice that was as if he was my protector, exactly as my husband had said to me once upon a time.

At that time, in addition to being touched, I could not help but feel that my son was already a real man! The broad chest can also give me warmth, let me lean on.

There was even a vague sense that he was already half the breadwinner of the family, half my husband ……

However, after returning home, the child is still a child, probably after the excitement calmed down, the more he thought about the more afraid of it, after I cleaned and bandaged his wounds, but “wow” a cry out, and at the same time tightly embraced me.

“Mommy …… I’m scared …… oooooh …… mommy …… “

He was shivering like a falling leaf in the autumn wind, his arms wrapped around me so hard as if he was afraid I would leave, and he looked like he had reverted back to being a child on the ground.

“Xiaofan good …… don’t be afraid …… mom is here …… don’t be afraid …… “

It was my turn to comfort my son, the feeling of being protected by him turned into the divine intention of wanting to protect him, and the transition was so natural that the pity and tenderness of motherly love just filled my chest ……

I coaxed for an unknown period of time, my son gradually calmed down, but the whole person is still cowering in my arms, arms wrapped around my waist, head and face is buried deep in my towering breasts between the unwilling to lift, no matter how much persuasion, but also refused to let go of the hands to get up, as if this way in order to feel safe.

Although I felt the contrast between his back and forth was a bit too great, I was not at all displeased, but rather more accommodating to him.

So that night my son just wrapped his arms around me, his little head resting on my breasts, using his plump, soft breasts as pillows, and drifted off to sleep in my arms ……

After this, my son showed two personalities to me, two very different personalities!

On the one hand, he often acts like a grown-up and knows how to care for me, which makes me feel relieved; however, on the other hand, he still reveals his childishness from time to time, which makes me laugh and cry.

Especially, after this incident, he suddenly became more pampered, and in a schoolboy-like way.

“No mom …… I want you to call me lover boy …… ok ……”

Every day, you can hear, my son with this half-playful half-pleading childish tone, pestering me non-stop. While pampering also jumped up and hugged me, like a puppy inviting favor by rubbing my body, and even in my face “bah” a kiss, and then a look of a child’s triumphant expression.

As for me, I tend to just laugh and scolded a couple of times, and then let the child go. Although he felt that this action is not childish, but when the mother of which does not like the child to their own kisses, not to mention that I still exceeded the general favor him.

Besides, I myself have two feelings for my son, sometimes I really have the sweetness of having a “little lover”; however, more often than not, I still love him as if he were my darling, and I really want to take care of him under my own wings for the rest of my life…. …

But what I didn’t expect was for my husband to look the other way about it!

One night after dinner, my family was watching TV in the living room as usual. My son and I sat together on one end of the sofa, mother and son leaned together, and did not pay much attention to the boring TV program, just focusing on their own laughing and chatting. Speaking happily, my son and pampered, stretching his arms from behind and hugged me tightly, the whole person is almost intimate on my back, but also with his cheek on my shoulder to rub around.

“Little Fan, what have you become?” Hubby noticed the scene over here and reprimanded with a stern face, “Already a senior in high school, why are you still pestering your mom like a little doll, you’re too unruly!”

The son has always been the most afraid of his father, by these two words of admonition, the small face immediately white, hurried to release the arm obediently sit up straight.

“What’s the matter? My son was just joking with me, why are you so serious?”

I couldn’t bear it in my heart, and I showed a slight grudge against my husband, thinking that he was making too big a deal out of it.

“Honey, I’ve told you many times, you’re going to do him a disservice if you keep coddling him like that ……”

Husband’s old-fashioned temper flared up, even to me also a serious reasoning. Those same old sermons, not to mention my son does not like to listen to, even I have long been tired of listening to it.

“Alright, you’re right on all counts! Is that okay?”

I said in exasperation that this was the first time in sixteen years of marriage that I had ever returned an attitude like that in front of my son.

Hubby’s jaw dropped and he was speechless for a moment.

“Mom and Dad, it’s my fault …… me, I’m going to go revise my homework ……”

My son, probably feeling the atmosphere, apologized in tears and then ran off to his room in a huff.

My husband looked at his back and then at me, and could only shake his head and laugh bitterly.

At this instant, a fire of anger rose up in my heart. My son protects me regardless of the danger, and he is usually so filial to me, so what if I spoil him a little? At least he is more worthy of love than you!

I grunted and also sullenly got up and went back to the bedroom, gambling all night ignoring my husband. Later, my husband spent two whole days to coax me, and only then did we temporarily get back together ……

However, since then, the son is obviously more afraid of the husband, in front of him always look timid and cowering, just like a mouse to see the cat is no different.

And to make matters worse, it interferes with our mother-son closeness.

When my husband is not in front of me, my son is still “clinging” to me as usual, boldly kissing me, drilling in my arms and being naughty, which is like a routine, and it makes me feel very comfortable.

But as soon as my husband came home, my son was like a new man, so honest that he didn’t even dare to say a word. Not to mention embrace with me, even speak carefully to control their own, trying to make a “grown-up” look, every move are in accordance with the rules.

There were many times when he clearly couldn’t help but want to pout at me, but then he temporarily restrained himself and hung his head looking pathetic.

Naturally, it was hard and heartbreaking for me to watch, and at the same time my resentment toward my husband deepened.

Despite the lack of outward seizures, our relationship, as a couple, had inevitably cracked.

The reason is obvious, as long as my husband is around, my son is suppressed and aggravated, and he dares not express his attachment to me in his childish way, and I am missing that satisfaction of being followed wholeheartedly by my son, and I am quite lost in my heart.

This naturally upsets me greatly!

In the past, I used to expect my husband to get off work earlier and spend more time with me, but now I have an instinctive aversion to him, and subconsciously I even hope that the less time he spends at home, the better, so as not to impede the kind of heart-to-heart and mutual attachment between mother and son, which is a warm atmosphere.

Although my husband and my son are both the most important men in my life, if God forced me to choose between them, I would choose my son with tears in my eyes, reluctantly but firmly!

After all, the husband and wife’s feelings are no longer good, are still “outsiders” of the union, and the feelings are gradually cold; but the son is a piece of meat dropped from the mother’s body, there is no force that can cut off this by blood, born with the deepest affinity…. …

Son, do you hear your mommy’s heart? Mommy loves you far more than she loves daddy, you know?

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Knew it, mom …… I sure did!

You have begun to hate Dad a little bit, and my weight in your heart is heavier than ever …… These, although you did not say it explicitly, but I can guess from your eyes.

Because it would have been my premeditated and planned single-handedly.

According to the author’s instructions, I deliberately acted very afraid of my father, and whenever he was at home, I collected myself in an exaggerated manner and acted as if I were a timid and fearful “oppressed person” in order to further alienate my parents and make my mother love me more emotionally and alienate my father even more.

People who are mothers have an instinctive child-protecting mentality, and what I did was to try to provoke this mentality in my mom, so that she would feel bad about spending time with my dad, and over time, the scales of her heart would be tilted overwhelmingly to my side.

Now, I’ve served my purpose.

Even a blind man could see that Mom’s feelings for Dad were fading, and when Dad was around, not only did I look trembling, but she also looked indifferent and perfunctorily indifferent to him.

And as soon as Dad left, we both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and resumed our respective happy-go-lucky situations, getting along as well as we could.

Behind my father’s back, my mother began to call me “lover boy” more often, with a sweet, pouty tone to her voice. Every morning, she would bend down beside my bed and wake me up with this soft voice.

“Rise and shine, my little lover!”

All the while kissing me tenderly on the forehead until I was fully awake and returning the kiss on her cheek. Then she giggled and walked out of the bedroom.

It’s times like this that I have a strong feeling that we seem to look more like a couple than a mother and son ……

But what about mom? Did she realize that?

I couldn’t accurately guess what she was thinking, but it was obvious that she was also more engrossed in the beautiful emotions between mother and child, and even her whole body was glowing like a woman in love, and the corners of her eyebrows contained a flirtatious flavor.

Ahhh …… this flavor is so tempting! I really want to take my mom to bed right now, so that we, mother and son, can be completely united physically and mentally ……

I originally thought that everything was almost watertight, however unexpectedly, after reporting the situation to that author on QQ tonight, his next instruction to me turned out to be …… was to keep me away from my mom!

“…… Right! I’m not drunk and I didn’t enter the wrong information, and the fourth step in the mother-seduction plan is for you to find an opportunity, like traveling or staying with relatives, to get far away from her for a while!”

“Why?” I wondered out loud.

“It’s true that you’ve already tugged at mom’s heart to some extent, and when she spends time with you, she must already feel the sweetness that only lovers can have to a greater or lesser extent. But don’t forget, after all, you are not really lovers, each other is still mother and son affection. As long as time passes, when mom has fully adapted to your unusual closeness to her, this sweetness will gradually diminish, and even eventually dissolve into nothingness again ……”

“Is that why I’m taking the initiative to leave my mom for a while, because separation is the only way to keep the relationship “fresh”, as if it’s better to be separated than to be married?”

I had an epiphany and flew to the keyboard to send this line of questioning.

“Very true! Little fellow, you seem to be quite intelligent!”

An obscene smiley symbol appeared in the dialog box, followed by that author’s pontificating and grandstanding.

“In addition to preserving the freshness, there is another important purpose of doing so, that is, to let your mother taste in advance how painful and lonely it is to have her son not by her side! These days, she must have gotten used to you surrounding her, mother and son inseparable, while you suddenly left, she is bound to feel extremely uncomfortable, thinking of you and holding on to you every day, her heart is unbearable ……”

“This will set the stage for the future “battle”, when she wants to use reason to reject you, she will recall this difficult time, she will be very afraid of refusing to lead to the breakdown of the relationship between mother and son, and thus completely lose you. She will never want to relive the pain of losing her son again, and her courage to refuse will be greatly diminished. ……”

Makes sense! That’s a really good point!

I couldn’t help but clap my hands and execute it without hesitation. There happened to be a good opportunity right in front of me, and that was during the summer vacation next month, the school would organize a summer camp to the military garrison for a period of twenty days, which was just the right length of time for me.

When I said I would do it, I went to my guidance counselor the next day and signed up before I told my parents to find out.

As I expected, my father was fully in favor of this, saying that it was indeed a very meaningful summer activity, much more productive than staying home all day watching TV; my mother was a little worried, fearing that the conditions in the military area were too difficult for my baby son to cope with, but since the matter had already been finalized, she could not help but accept it after a few words.

Time flies like an arrow, and the day of departure was fast approaching. One day in mid-July, with the sun beating down on my head and carrying a large backpack filled with snacks and necessities from my mom, I boarded the school’s rented bus and waved goodbye to her with a smile on my face as she reluctantly urged me to go again and again.

The car went away, through the glass of the car window, I watched my mom’s silhouette getting smaller and smaller, and suddenly my heart was also a little sad and lost. After all, since I was born, I have never been separated from my mom for more than a day. I want to use the “miss” this weapon to further conquer her, but this is a double-edged sword, I am not the same!

What about enduring it at the same time ……

However, I overcame myself with great perseverance and never called my mom during the entire 20 days of camp, even though I had been missing her deeply and longing to hear her voice!

This is also the author’s request, only completely cut off all my contact with her, in order to let her taste the “separation” of the greatest pain! And this pain will enable me to achieve the ultimate goal of possessing her physically and mentally. ……

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During this time, I wasn’t just “in pain”, I was disoriented, and I was in a state of disorientation and anxiety.

Xiao Fan, this kid, he …… Why is he like this? Why?

Is it possible that as soon as a son grows up and leaves his mother’s side, he will feel that he has hardened his wings and the sea is wide open, and he will leave behind the mom who gave birth to him and raised him?

If not, why haven’t I been hearing from him?

He only called home at 8:00 p.m. on the day he left to report that he was safe. However, I was in the shower at the time, and my husband answered the phone, and when I came out of the shower, my husband told me that my son had arrived at the camp without incident, and that everything was safe, so please don’t worry about your parents.

I listen, while in my heart complained to my son: really, how to choose this time to call, every night at this time is fixed is my bath time, he is not unaware of, why not wait a moment, so I did not have to talk to him.

But on second thought, maybe I was more tired after running around all day and couldn’t wait to get some rest, couldn’t wait for me to finish my shower, and anyway, there would be plenty of chances to talk on the phone later, so I let it go.

But the next day, my son didn’t call home; nor did he on the third day, then the fourth, and the fifth ……

A whole week had passed, and it was as if he had evaporated without a trace!

I was at first just a little disgruntled and a little worried, but then I got real anxious, and I spent every day waiting by the phone in a state of restlessness and fretting, and I started to think about things.

Why haven’t you called back? Could …… something have happened?

The more I thought about it, the more afraid I was, panicked, went to my husband to discuss, crying, said I want to immediately go to the summer camp location to look for my son. Hubby laughed and snorted and said I was making too big a deal out of it, the camp had school counselors leading the group, and if my son really had an accident, the teachers would have contacted the parents, where would they wait until now?

Although rationally also recognized that my husband has a point, but I am still anxious, can not eat or sleep well, did not hear my son’s voice is always relieved.

On the tenth day, just as I was about to go crazy and run out of my way to find my son, I finally heard from him again that night, but this time it was one of his best friends who called on his behalf, saying that the camp turned out to be a closed camp, and that in order to change the pampering of this generation of only children, everyone was forbidden to call home.

In order not to arouse suspicion, the students had to take turns running outside one by one each day to sneak in a fight, and my son happened to be scheduled for the first day, so it was impossible to fight back.

I cursed the guy who made such a provision is not close to the heart, but also finally relieved, and then asked the other party to inquire about the situation of his son, but only got a “quite good, quite good” perfunctory answer, did not say a few words on the hang up.

After this I finally let go of my heart, no longer for the safety of my son nervous, but the thoughts of him but instead of increasing day by day, every day just think of him, in front of his eyes appear all the naughty and cute voice and smile.

How’s he doing? What’s he doing now? Does he miss me as his mom?

With these questions always swirling around in my head, I hadn’t realized until this point that my son was truly the most important pillar of my spirit, and that my attachment to him was much deeper than I could have imagined for myself!

And the attachment didn’t seem to be a mere mother-child bond; it had been felt more than ten years ago when I was temporarily separated from my husband when we were in love. Of course, now there was nothing more than a scant few similarities, but it was still something that I had realized with a jolt.

What does this mean? Do I really see my son as a “lover” and start to fall in love with him?

No, that’s ridiculous too …… Absolutely not!

I think of this, I also feel a little funny, thought about it, and did not take it seriously, but the heart is a moment of joy and a moment of sadness, but also quite suffering, can only look forward to the day of his son’s return home in the bitter suffering ……

It was in this anxious mood of hoping for the stars and the moon that the calendar was torn off for another ten days and the day of the reunion finally arrived!

I will never forget the excitement and ecstasy I felt that morning when the door to my home was thrown open and my dusty son reappeared before me!

“Mom! I’m home …… mom!”

My son was obviously very excited as well, screaming at the top of his lungs, throwing down his backpack and pouncing on me with a hug.

“Xiaofan …… good son ……”

With hot tears in my eyes, I too opened my arms and hugged him tight, very tight.

After these twenty days of exercise, he is obviously thin, black, but obviously also worked out more manly style, even at the moment the faint smell of sweat on the body, seems to carry a male peculiar breath, so I can not help but be mesmerized.

“Mom ……”

“Xiaofan ……”

We just wrapped our arms around each other and kissed each other’s cheeks, and our hearts were both filled with the joy of being reunited, and we didn’t want to part for a long time ……

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This is for sure, embracing such a plump and mature body of mom in my arms, enjoying the touching taste of rubbing against her body to the fullest, who would be willing to part with her?

“Mom, I’ve been missing you so much, I’ve been dreaming about you all these days ……”

I mouthed sweet words and pouted, my arms simultaneously wrapped around her tighter, my chest already clearly feeling those full and bouncy peaks.

Wow, that’s really big. That’s a lot of meat!

Mentally marveling at the two big bulging protrusions that are now intimately squeezing my chest, causing my breath to stop until it does.

Although the last time also had pillow in the mother’s breasts between the sleep, but that after all, only gently leaning, do not dare to be too wanton; and today is the use of this reunion of the moment, while the mother’s excitement of the heart and mind is not yet peaceful, consciously grinding, to feel this pair of plump and soft tits, the effect is naturally completely different.

“Good boy, mommy misses you too ……”

She choked slightly on her words and kept kissing my face, completely oblivious to the fact that I was carefully taking advantage of her.

My guts are bigger, under the lust, surrounded by her behind the hands quietly slipped down, tentatively pressed on the rounded and shrugged plump buttocks.

Fantastic, it’s fatter than I thought it would be and feels better than the boobs ……

In fact, not only breasts and buttocks, mother’s entire body is relatively plump, full of a kind of mature women only have a sense of flesh, and TV actresses compared to nature is not enough slender, but for me, this kind of plumpness and flesh but instead the most appealing, the most let me full of possession of the extreme desire!

Hot blood boiling up, I can not help but squeeze the two groups of beautiful meat harder, the palm of my hand also wantonly will double buttocks pinch a hand, crotch has long been excited erection of the penis also topped the past, pressed on the belly of the feeling is really indescribable comfort ……

Suddenly, Mom’s body stiffened and her face abruptly turned white.

I was shocked, as if there was a pot of cold water poured over my head, not only did the lust disappear at once, but also a cold sweat broke out all over my body.

During the execution of the plan, the true colors should never be exposed for the sake of a quick fix, or else it could easily be a lost cause!

Damn it! How could I have forgotten the author’s repeated words of wisdom? This is a disaster ……

When she was annoyed and regretful, my mom suddenly hugged me again, reached out and stroked the back of my head, and said with a face full of fear and anxiety, “Xiaofan, how did you swell up such a big bag here? Were you beaten?”

I realized this and breathed a secret sigh of relief. So that’s what she was shocked about! Thankfully, thankfully ……

“It’s nothing, I accidentally fell down a few days ago, and my head hit the ground and swelled up …… Hey, mom, what are you doing? Don’t be so nervous …… The school nurse said it’s fine ……”

The results of the statement is invalid, mom is still heartbroken straight complain, and can not help but pull me to the living room to sit down by the hair, and is on the medicine and bandages, engaged in a long half day before the toss is finished ……

That night, I hid in my room, and used QQ to contact the author, and told him the source of everything.

“In retrospect, I was quite exposed, but mom didn’t react at all… it was really strange… ……”

“It’s not surprising. I think there are only two possibilities. The first is that she cared for you so much that she forgot all about it as soon as she saw that you, her precious son, had an injury; and the second is that, although she sensed a slight transgression in your demeanor, the extent of it was, after all, so small that she didn’t take it seriously, or connived at acquiescing in it ……”

“Hoo hoo, I really hope it’s the second one ……”

“Whether or not you will soon find out! Because, this is exactly the fifth step of the plan, the task I want you to accomplish!”

“Huh?! Dada means ……”

“From now on, your `preparation’ stage has been successfully completed, to start turning into the `attack’ stage. This stage to do things, is to try to carry out some with teasing meaning of physical contact, in order to shallow into the deep, a little bit of provoke your mother’s physiological pleasure, so that she can not help but also on you to produce “sex” interest …… However, you must grasp the precise The fire, so as not to make a mistake ……”

“What is the exact amount of fire? I don’t understand!”

“Don’t worry, let me ask you first, you haven’t forgotten when I told you to try to figure out her menstrual period before, have you?”

“Of course! I found it out a long time ago, it’s around the 18th of the month.”

“OK, so listen up, here’s exactly how it works ……”

QQ’s avatar flashed again, displaying the evil instructions line by line in the dialog box ……

Probably God also want to help me a arm, right at this juncture, the father worked in the enterprise took over a trade amount of huge negotiation project, he was busy every day, home time is getting later and later, often late at night before arriving home, the next morning and then rush to work, and our relationship with mother and son invariably also more cold.

One evening more than ten days later, as usual, there were only two people left in the house, my mom and me. At nine o’clock sharp, I was sitting in the living room watching TV, and my mom, freshly showered, was in the bedroom blowing her wet hair with a heater.

The opportunity was not to be missed! After she had pretty much blown it, I went into the bedroom and sat down next to my mom, laughing and making small talk with her as usual.

Due to the hot summer vacation weather, mom is wearing a very loose short-sleeved T-shirt, the bottom wearing a pair of shorts, snow white round limbs are mostly exposed outside, chest two big buns like plump breasts high up, the T-shirt hem out of a slight overhang, looks really can not say tempting.

“Mom, are your legs and feet sore from walking all day today?”

I pretended to naively raised this question, but in my heart is secretly laughing, because do not have to ask know the answer is yes. During the day, I deliberately pestered my mom to go out shopping, a moment to buy this, a moment to buy that, almost a moment has not rested, and when I came back in the evening, both mother and son were almost tired down, and my mom is still wearing high-heeled shoes, so you can imagine that the legs and feet will be sore to what extent.

“That goes without saying. Bad son, you have to run through so many stores in one day, making mommy exhausted!”

Mom did fall for the trap and half-jokingly glared at me, not realizing that she had already jumped into my trap!

“I’m sorry, mom, people know the wrong ……” I pampered a few times, said smoothly, “Why don’t you let me massage it for mom, to ensure that the hand to” tired “In addition!”

Seeing my confidence, mom couldn’t help but laugh, probably because she thought it was quite fresh and interesting, and casually agreed, and took off her slippers as I requested, lifting her feet to rest on my knees.

I pretended to cough, clenched my fist and gently pounded her calves for her, pounded for a while, then changed to gently knead with the palm of my hand, the tiger’s mouth pinched the smooth calf muscles one by one, the force was not too light and not too heavy, just right.

“Good son …… I can’t believe that you are really quite skillful ……”

Mom was obviously comfortable and simply leaned back to the edge of the bed to enjoy my services, a heartfelt sigh of approval escaping her lips.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Better “technology” is yet to come. ……

I am secretly pleased, this more than ten days, I have been diligently self-taught massage techniques, from the network to find and download a lot of teaching materials and videos in this area, fussed over the practice many times, tonight is the first time to try their hands.

“Then I’ll massage mom every day from now on, okay?”

I spoke out of my mouth while my palm slid down without moving, taking hold of one of the bare paws, my thumb tentatively tickling the soft center of the foot.

“Good, Xiaofan is so filial ……”

Before she finished speaking, mom suddenly blushed, and her whole leg subconsciously contracted, as if she wanted to draw her foot back, but she was unable to move because of my firm grip.

Sure enough, feet are her sex tape too!

My eyes lit up, the author told me that the foot is actually one of the woman’s sex organs, some experienced flirting masters alone caressing the foot, can be completely stimulate the woman’s libido. And compared to the chest buttocks and other sensitive parts of the woman on the feet of the guard is not so strong, if you can grasp the words absolutely can receive twice the result with half the effort!

“It’s okay …… Fan, mom doesn’t need it ……”

Mom gasped, red-faced, and was about to draw her foot back again when I interrupted her before she could.

“No! Mom, I know your feet are sore and need a massage ……” I tried to put on an emotional and sad face and pleaded, “It’s all my fault …… you ended up walking with a limp! up, the hamstring must have hurt badly! Just let me make up for the mistake …… Please mom, or I’ll have a hard time sleeping!”

“Good Boys ……”

Mom was moved to tears and her throat choked, so she stopped stopping me.

My heart is happy, women in the time of moving not only the defense will become fragile, physiological will also be easier to move, I achieve the purpose of the hope is much greater.

At that moment I concentrated, used all the means to massage mom’s bare feet. A moment of kneading the surface of the foot, a moment of caressing the center of the foot, and even tweaked the beautiful toes one by one. Each action is so gentle and bold, on the surface is to relax her aching hamstrings, in fact, it is in every way possible to provoke her physical desire.

“Hmmm …… hmmm …… Little Fan …… you …… hmmm ……”

Mom moaned once or twice from time to time, and forcefully suppressed, I do not know whether it is shy or really feel pleasure, pretty face has been red with ripe apples, eyes seem to be a little bit of watery, teeth unconsciously biting the lower lip, that kind of demeanor is not intentionally exposed sexy, but it is full of the unique temptation of a mature woman.

After a few minutes, it was clear that she couldn’t hold out any longer, her body leaning softly against the bed and her gaze becoming more and more trance-like.

Every time I squeezed the sensitive part of her foot, the sinews of her calf quivered uncontrollably for a moment.

Come on mom …… let your son reduce you to a slut ……

I appreciate the beauty of this scene, the corner of my eye secretly moved up the well-proportioned calves, only to see that under the shorts, the two plump, snow-white thighs almost all exposed, and is tightly clamped together, and occasionally will not be easy to detect each other rubbing one or two times ……

Looking more closely, as her legs were curled up, the cuffs of her shorts were inadvertently open, and she could catch a glimpse of a small portion of white ass flesh, and the edge of the pink panties that fit snugly underneath!

My heartbeat accelerated at once, I just felt my mouth dry, I really wanted to recklessly pounce on and hold down this seductive petite body, strip her naked in the most violent way, and then send my scepter into her to thrust to my heart’s content ……

But, the time is not yet right!

For the sake of the future “big business”, we must be calm now!

Thinking of this, I controlled myself to calm down and stopped peeping into the spring light, just concentrating on massaging, teasing and stimulating my mom’s feet ……

As I watched her pretty face get redder and redder and her gasps more pronounced, just as both were about to reach their peak, I suddenly stopped and smiled as I cupped my bare feet in my palms back on the bed.

“There! Now mom shouldn’t be sore or in pain, right? How’s my technique?”

I pretended to be childishly naive and romantic, screaming and yelling at my mom for credit, while secretly laughing in my stomach.

“Ah …… ah, good boy …… mom …… has been good for a long time …… you Awesome ……”

Mom did not expect me to suddenly stop, seemed at a loss, pretty face red tide half a day did not fade. Eyes are full of complex colors, like a considerable loss, but also like a great relief, seems to also carry a few points of shame and self-reproach ……

(ii)

God, am I on the wrong medication? I can’t believe I’m moving in front of my own son!

As my son’s hands gently massaged the palms of my feet, I somehow only felt a tingling sensation constantly coming from my feet, causing my heart to beat faster and my face to burn.

Half of the reason is that I am a little embarrassed, all these years, except for my husband, I have never let any other male touch any inch of bare skin, although my son is not an outsider, but by him rubbing my bare feet like this, my heart still flooded with a strange feeling.

The other half was because, under this skillful massage technique, I was actually hit with intense physical pleasure and even had the urge to have intercourse!

It was so humiliating! Even though the ashamed heart really doesn’t want to admit it, the feelings coming from every aspect of the body are so real and so undeniably feeding back the message ……

“Mom what’s wrong with you? Are you okay?”

My son probably saw that I was slightly out of sorts and asked me strangely, those innocent eyes again putting me to shame.

I was busy trying my best to put on a calm demeanor, stammered a few words, and then dismissed him with another random excuse.

When my son left the bedroom, I closed the door to my room and stripped off my t-shirt and shorts in the coat mirror, leaving me with a set of pink lace bras and form-fitting panties.

Fixed eyes to see, their own pretty face red, as if all the body exudes an air of courtship, plump round breasts wrapped in the cups appear particularly high, the two nipples have already hardened and stood up, the thin cups clearly protruded the shape of the ripe particles.

The condition of her lower body was even worse, there was a distinctly slippery sensation filling the triangle at the base of her thighs, and the front of her panties had become transparent due to the dampness, with a small black mark faintly visible.

I was so ashamed that I quickly changed into a clean pair of panties and lay back down on the bed a little limp-handed, filled with self-loathing that I had been so immodest.

Come to think of it, probably because today is the week before my period, these days every month, is my body’s latent lust is the most exuberant, the most prone to “stupid” time, the night is always hot, and always feel that there is a heart of fire in the body tormented, and even lying in bed all night are tossing and turning.

There is no doubt that I have entered the so-called “Year of the Tiger”!

Just married that time I basically have no physiological needs, sex are just with the husband to do as a wife’s obligations, but nearly two years but sometimes feel a strong desire, eager to enjoy the intimate combination of husband and wife’s pleasure. However, my husband did not touch me, combat effectiveness than in the past declined much, and occasionally a room is also hastily, the result is that I hang in mid-air hard to extreme.

No wonder, tonight only by the son massage two legs and feet, the surge of such a strong desire to have sex, fortunately, the son does not know anything, otherwise it is really a disgrace to the home ……

When I think of this, I feel a little embarrassed that I can’t help but laugh and cry… What kind of thing is it for a mother to have a fling in front of her son? If my husband knew that I was so easily moved by my son’s unintentional actions tonight, I’m afraid he would make fun of me.

I shook my head and laughed to myself as well, not taking the matter very seriously, and quickly rolled over and yawned, thinking that at best, I should never let my son massage my feet again is all.

However, this idea did not last, since that night, my son will take the initiative every now and then, enthusiastic to say that I want to massage, but also like an expert, told me that he looked up the information, the foot is concentrated in almost all the meridians that can affect the health of the human body, and regular massage of the heart of the foot, “Yongquan point” on the human body has a great deal of benefits, not only can eliminate fatigue throughout the day, but also can make women youthful and healthy, and he is the most caring mom, willing to spend time every day to do a little filial piety. A whole day of fatigue, but also can make women youthful and healthy forever, and he is the most heartbroken mom, willing to spend time every day to do a little filial piety.

I was naturally quite moved by what I heard, so I no longer oppose it, not to mention that if I did not agree, he would pout his lips and mope around for a few days, which made me laugh and touched me, and I could not bear to see a piece of his filial piety frustrated, so I had to comply with all of him.

And after a lot of times, I also gradually realized that not every time will be aroused by physical desire, only in the week before the period, my own most horny days will be spring fever, the other days are quite normal, there is absolutely no need to take things too seriously.

In this way, my son’s massage has become my daily “required course”. With the passage of time, his technique is more and more skillful and perfect, and indeed played a good role in eliminating fatigue, so that I am comfortable, but also more and more accustomed to my son’s little hands every day to pinch my bare legs and feet.

Then later, this massage is not only in the legs and feet, my son will also help me rub a shoulder, pounding a waist and so on, to serve me comfortably.

I felt that I truly couldn’t live without my son any longer and that he was the whole meaning of my life ……

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“…… That’s right, heh heh heh …… I bet last night my mom was so horny, her face was as red as anything, and every ten seconds or so she would use a very soft and whiny voice to “hmmm “twice, even her ass was wiggling around …… haha ……”

I sat in front of my computer humming a little tune while the keys flew down, updating that writer on the latest battle.

“Congratulations then! ^_^ Looks like you’re really good at flirting with the little guy ……”

The dialog box flashed back with the other person’s reply, flirting with me for a few moments before moving on to the topic at hand.

“Well, since everything is going well, then we can proceed to the sixth step of the plan! To remind you in advance, this is the most crucial step in the entire plan, it’s not so easy to grasp the fire, if you’re not careful you might lose all your efforts!”

“Dada you don’t scare me (cold sweat), I have very little guts ……”

“Not to scare you, because this step is a major turning point, you have to go from dark to light! You have to start boldly testing and seducing your mom, hinting in every way you can about your desire for her body, so that she finally realizes what you’re up to!”

“Huh? Dada didn’t you tell me a thousand times before that you must hide your mischievous intentions discreetly while the plan is being implemented?”

“Little twerp! That was in the ‘preparation’ stage, now you should start to take the initiative to ‘attack’! Otherwise, although your relationship has become ambiguous, this kind of half-mother-son, half-lover relationship will only last forever, and although it makes your mom feel confused, there will never be a qualitative breakthrough, so you must be the one to make it clear. ……”

“Oooooh, so that’s it ……”

It dawned on me, a rush of excitement and nervousness, and even my breath caught a little.

“There are many ways to imply, can be from shallow to deep, gradually test your mother’s tolerance acceptance degree …… your mother and son’s feelings have been as good as glue, at first as long as don’t go too far, although her heart is panicked and uneasy, but will instinctively tolerate it for the time being, and you’ll take the opportunity to put this kind of “shallow” degree firmly fixed, and then to a deeper degree of temptation, and ultimately make her line of defense step by step to push back ……”

Next, QQ’s avatar kept flashing, the dialog box handwriting a large paragraph a large paragraph jumped out, a steady stream of many ideas, a lot of them are still for my situation “tailor-made”, look at me and is admired and is excited ……

Except for weekends, I usually go to bed at eleven o’clock at night, but that night before I went to bed I intentionally drank two cups of strong tea, and forced my upper and lower eyelids to fight with each other until four o’clock in the middle of the night before I drifted off to dreamland. In the morning, naturally, I slept like a dead pig, and my mom took a lot of effort to wake me up, and I was almost late for school.

For several days in a row, I tortured myself in this way, with a severe lack of sleep, and my whole body soon became mentally tired, with bloodshot eyes, and a yawning, shriveled look when I spoke.

Mom was anxious, and repeatedly asked me what was going on, whether it was too tired to study, too nervous, resulting in insomnia? I laughed bitterly and said that the main reason is not this, and stammered for a long time, before she repeatedly pressed to tell the author taught me lies.

“…… My dad comes home at midnight every day, and the sound of the key opening the security door is so loud, and then it’s going to the bathroom or taking a shower or something, and it wakes me up …… When I wake up it takes me a long time before I can go back to sleep again, so it affects the quality of sleep ……”

Since my bedroom was the closest to the front door and on the path that Dad would take to get back to his room, it was quite believable. After hearing this, my mom was really upset, saying that she too was woken up by my dad touching the bed halfway through her sleep every night, blaming this workaholic for treating the family like a hotel, which caused both of us to have no peace and quiet.

After that she must have counted Dad, the effect is obvious, Dad came home really much quieter. I purposely climbed up and pressed myself against the door to listen, but I only heard a few careful noises, apparently he tiptoed around in fear of waking me up.

I was secretly amused, and the next day when my mom asked me again how I slept, I still shook my head sadly, and then pretended to have a sudden flash of inspiration, saying that why don’t we just let dad sleep in my bedroom, and I can come over to yours and hit the ground running, and this way we won’t be alarmed by the sound if it’s farther away, and neither of us, mother or son, will have our sleep disturbed.

Mom agreed in a heartbeat, and it was a done deal with me, so I mentioned it to Dad at the dinner table over the weekend. Dad was reluctant at first, but thinking that my studies were more important, and that he wouldn’t be busy to such an outrageous extent forever, and that things would go back to normal once the project at hand was done, he reluctantly agreed.

I moved into my parents’ bedroom, just as I had hoped. As expected, my mom refused to let me sleep on the floor and wanted me to sleep on the big bed with her. I agreed to do so, and even pretended to be a little embarrassed on the surface, but in my heart I couldn’t have been happier.

That night, I finally achieved my carefully planned goal of sharing a bed with my mom!

And without moving a muscle, I officially blew the horn of attack! Stretching out my clutches to the woman my heart has longed for a thousand times ……

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God, save me …… or, tell me what to do?

Son he …… he actually developed a sexual need for me! And gradually and boldly, consciously or unconsciously, he has revealed this desire to me ……

Although it was not explicitly stated, I could still detect that many times he looked at me not like a son gazing at his mother, but like a man surveying a woman with his hungry eyes ……

Why did this happen? Why? Did I spoil him too much?

In retrospect, it seems that it all started after sleeping in the same bed with him. The first few nights he was honest, nothing wrong except he didn’t sleep too well, but on the fourth day he woke up in the middle of the night with a sudden shriek, shivering and telling me that he had a terrible nightmare, I comforted him for a long time, but he still looked terrified, and finally fell asleep with his head resting on my shoulder and his arms wrapped around me tightly at the same time.

Since then, this has gradually become my son’s habit. His posture has also evolved from just wrapping his arms around me to having his whole body pressed against me, as if he were back to being a child and had to cuddle up against my torso in order to sleep peacefully. And when I woke up in the morning, I would always find mother and son wrapped around each other, with one of his legs often resting intimately on my bare thigh.

Then I would inevitably notice the column that held the panties up high!

Even though his son was only sixteen years old, it was surprising that his male organ had already developed so maturely, even through his underwear, he could see how strong and thick and long that baby was, it was already no less than his father!

This really makes me blush ……

In particular, every seven or eight days he would have a wet dream, the front of his underpants wet a large piece, emitting a strong smell of semen; due to the close proximity of mother and son, sometimes my pajamas also suffered from the disaster, was made out of a small dab of filth, and some through the pajamas stained on my skin.

My son has really grown up and is a real man now!

That was the first thought that popped into my head in the midst of overwhelming embarrassment, and staring at this erect penis and smelling the androgynous odor actually gave me a strange sensation as well, and a slight dampness between my legs ……

However, if that was all, I wouldn’t have made a big deal out of it; but the problem was that not only did this problem arise when I slept, but even when I was awake, my son was more and more often showing me a kind of intimacy that went beyond the mother-son relationship, and the feeling of desire that only exists between a man and a woman was getting stronger and stronger.

For example, the passionate way he hugs me is becoming more and more like a lover’s embrace.

Each time he opened his arms around me so hard, his whole body pressed against mine, that it almost took my breath away, all the while feeling a hard, hot object against the small of my back, rubbing slightly ……

Also, his kisses on me have become increasingly bold, passionate, pampering will always be raining hot kisses all over my forehead and cheeks, there are two times “accidentally” touched my lips, although only a dragonfly touch of water like a touch, but also let me as a mother’s mind a dizzy, heartbeat steeply accelerated by ten times! ……

What made me blush even more was that several times, after taking a shower, on the pretext of forgetting a clean change of clothes in the bedroom, he actually came out of the bathroom naked like that and passed me by with a cool head, his naked genitals jumping into my sight with a jiggle and a flare as he walked along with his steps!

I don’t want to look at it, want to avoid the gaze, but I always can’t help but glance at it from the corner of my eye. That already lush black body hair, that majestic and high meat stick, that ruddy red hideous glans …… every time makes my heart flutter and my breath catch.

But the most outrageous thing is that he even secretly molested my underwear! There are often traces of his saliva on my freshly changed bra and panties, I don’t know if he left them by accident or he just wanted me to see them. ……

I felt agonized and filled with complex contradictions.

On the one hand, as a mature married woman, I was of course well aware of what my son’s ultimate goal was to get, and this frightened me greatly. After all, traditional notions of morality and taboos were deeply rooted in my mind, and together with a deep sense of guilt, these dictated that I could not and did not dare to go one step beyond the line, and rationally there was a very strong will to try to stop my son and refuse to allow this behavior to continue.

But on the other hand, I was afraid that stopping my son would have unintended consequences. He is almost the only pillar of my spirit and life, if I stop him by giving him a stern lecture, will it discourage him and at the same time have a serious impact on our mother-son relationship, resulting in a bond that will never be the same again?

Admittedly, I was afraid that if I let the situation get any more out of hand, but I was more afraid of losing my son from that point on!

What do I do? What do I do?

I ask myself this every day, and every day I hesitate and hesitate.

This is really the most painful choice in life, I tenderness, how can not make up my mind, I can only let the problem drag on day by day ……

This turned out to be the worst way to handle it!

The result of dragging it out was that over time, I myself was unknowingly infected by my son, so disturbed by all his fiery male courtship that I was aroused by latent sexual instincts!

In the middle of the night today, I suddenly woke up from a dream that I hadn’t had an erotic dream for many years, and found myself in a muddy mess between my legs, and then I recalled the content of my dream, which was that my son and I were naked in each other’s arms, shamelessly having sex in all kinds of positions. ……

It was only at this point that I came to my senses and realized the seriousness of the problem, lying on my bed with cold hands and feet, my whole body shivering in the darkness, feeling truly horrible about myself!

But it was what happened next that was truly scary and caught me off guard ……

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Feeling my mom’s petite body trembling around me, I had a flash of insight and instinctively felt that the long-awaited opportunity had arrived!

Today was the week before her period, when her lust was at its peak.

The most crucial point of the sixth step of the program, the best time to “make it clear” to your mom is tonight, right now!

Pressing down my excitement, I quietly reached over and lifted her covers without a trace.

By the faint starlight cast in through the window, the quilt jumped into view.

Mom was sleeping on her side, her back facing me, her upper body was only wearing a small vest-like pure white lace underwear, two suspenders hanging loosely on her bare shoulders, next to the bra’s thin straps were also exposed. Due to the size of her breasts was quite spectacular, looking from behind, you could still catch a glimpse of a lot of spring light through the underwear’s armpit openings, the breasts wrapped in the half-cups were simply voluptuous and crying out to be seen, and the snow-white breast flesh was squeezed so much that it almost overflowed out from the inside.

And what she was wearing underneath was a pair of pink cotton panties, and her two long, round, pink legs were bare, tempting my eyes along with the white buttock flesh that was slightly exposed at the bottom of the panties.

Hot blood rushed up, I gathered my courage, pretended to be still sleeping as if I were still asleep, rolled over with a more natural movement, and gently put my arms and legs on each of my mom’s body. My legs were still resting on her smooth thighs, and my arms went down to her breasts, my palms falling right between the bulging breasts.

It’s so soft and fleshy ……

Secretly marveling in my heart, I couldn’t help but slightly close my palms and feel that full and elastic mass of flesh.

Mom’s body shuddered, then turned a little stiff, and it was several seconds before she tilted her torso a little toward her end of the room, and also broke away from my legs and arms in a way that was as natural as possible.

I have a number in mind, it did not take long to once again start the action, once again pretending to be asleep in the roll over, the whole person and stick over …… and mom also once again will be my limbs entangled to break free, but this time it is a direct reach out to set aside, the action has been through a little panic… …

Then it is close again, and then break away …… so repeated several times, she has been forced by me to the most corner of the big bed, can not hide; and our action also from the beginning of the cover, into a straightforward you chase me to escape, and also more and more intense ……

“No!”

Mom finally relented and let out a low, angry, urgent gulp and grabbed my hand hard.

“Xiaofan! How can you do this, I’m your mom ah ……”

Before she could finish her sentence, I did what I had to do, so I jumped up and wrapped my arms around her waist, sobbing.

“Mommy, I love you …… Really, Mommy …… I love you so much ……”

While choking on incoherent sobs, he hugged her to death and wouldn’t let go, his head and face buried to her neck and rubbed up.

“Xiaofan …… don’t you …… let go of mom first okay? Don’t be like this ……”

Mom seemed stunned and tried to push me away with a quivering voice, but tried to keep the volume down, obviously never wanting to alert Dad, who was sleeping in my bedroom.

And that was being expected!

“I love you …… mom! I think about you day and night …… I’m going to hold you for the rest of my life ……”

While his mouth confessed excitedly, his hands were wrapped around his mom’s waist in a death grip, refusing to relax no matter how much she pushed back, but for the time being, he did not make any further encroaching moves.

This is a psychological trick that the author taught me! In this way, the mother see I just strong embrace her only, no other excessive behavior, will not be too fierce struggle so as not to stimulate the son, at the same time the heart will also save want to use words to persuade the son of the idea. The woman’s resistance depends on a strong will at the beginning, as long as this force is a little loose, even if the future again drummed up will be much weaker than the original.

“Xiaofan …… mom knows you …… your heart …… but, you… . you can’t be like this ……”

In the darkness came the sound of mom’s gasp, her struggle really weakened a lot, anxious and pleading to me to reason. And I did not even bother to listen, only to enjoy the moving taste of close contact with her.

By this time I had already pressed the entire upper half of her body, that plump and succulent carcass brings unparalleled sensation of soul, it is really ten times more wonderful than I had imagined.

“Why can’t I? Didn’t you say …… you loved me too, mom? Could it be that you lied to me?”

I whimpered and played the “affection” card first. Since the implementation of the Mother Seduction Program, so many efforts have been made to enhance the relationship between mother and son, in order to maximize the effect of this card!

“Don’t say silly things …… Of course mom loves you, really! But this kind of love is different …… We are real mother and son ah, absolutely can’t do this ……”

Sure enough, my mom panicked and discerned to me, apparently fearing a misunderstanding, and within two moments, she completely gave up her resistance and continued to persuade me bitterly.

“I don’t care, why not?” I simply spilled the beans and once again asked rhetorically, “I was born to my mom, and the relationship between mother and child is supposed to be the closest of all, so what’s the big deal?”

Mom was speechless for a moment, and could only repeat over and over in her haste, “Ugh, this isn’t going to work …… this isn’t going to work.”

I turned a deaf ear and reveled in the pleasure of rubbing against her flesh, my chest squeezing her high breasts. In this dark environment, the sense of touch seems to be particularly sensitive up, clearly feel that pair of big plump tits have been squeezed by me deformed. Two large soft, but elastic meatballs not only bulged against my chest, but also transmitted her increasingly rapid heartbeat.

This is so exciting!

I couldn’t help but twist and turn my body, gently grinding my chest up against the big, half-naked tits. To the left, to the right, squashing and bouncing off, driving the full globes of the tits into constant contortion and re-contortion. Such a slight contact is not very excessive, both to my excitement, but not to cause mom’s violent resistance ……

“Don’t be like this, Xiaofan ……” Mom’s breathing became more chaotic, trembling, “You have to think …… about what if your father knows? What if it spreads? Mom still want to be a person?”

In her desperation she even raised this reason, attempting to scare me with her father’s majesty, while the upper half of her body that was pressed down by me was already burning up, and her breasts were violently undulating like waves, giving me even more pleasure.

“Dad won’t know …… It’s a secret between me and mom! I swear I’ll never tell anyone …… Believe me, mom! No one will ever know and we’ll be so happy ……”

I was prepared for this, after saying these words the hot blood rushed straight to my head, simply pulled out my erect penis, and then pushed it up between her legs and arched it hard.

“No, I can’t. ……”

Despite the fact that it was still through her thin cotton panties, mom struggled in shock and reached out unexpectedly with a hand that actually grabbed my rod.

I was so dizzy in my head that I almost spurted wildly, and I took the opportunity to hold her hand so that she could feel the fire and hardness of the shaft.

“Look mom, I’m really up here, it’s so hard …… It’s been like this for many days now, I really can’t control myself …… If you refuse to comply with me again, I… …I’m going to die hard anyway, so I might as well cut it off with a knife ……”

I pleaded tearfully and scared her in return.

“You mustn’t do anything stupid ……”

Mom was obviously terrified, her voice trembled so much that her entire body shivered.

“Then promise me! Mom, please ……,” I begged her pathetically.

“No …… no, Little Fan …… you …… how can you blackmail mom like this . . how can you?”

The sound of rejection was still exchanged, but it was already much fainter than it had been a moment ago, and it was full of pain and contradiction.

With a pang in my heart, I knew it was time to take the good with the bad.

“Why don’t you rub it for me mom …… just let me let it out ……”

The erect penis was still held in her palm and felt warm and soft. And to think that it was now his own mother holding his naked genitals, that kind of pleasure that backed the virtue taboo was really as exciting as it could be.

“Okay, okay …… let mommy help you ……”

Almost without thinking, she balked, busily stroking the rod in her palm, but then suddenly paused.

“First of all, Xiaofan …… only this time, the next time will not be an exception!”

“Well, the next one won’t be ……”

Mom sighed, stopped talking, and silently, intently jerked me off.

“That’s great …… mom, you’re so good …… ah ah …… so good… . ah ……”

I was so excited that I cried, literally shedding tears, half because of the fake drama and half because of the extreme physical pleasure. I used to be able to think about my mom only by masturbating, but tonight I finally realized part of my dream and masturbated for me with her own little hands, which was definitely a major breakthrough in history!

Mom …… You wouldn’t believe it, but my goal tonight was originally to have you masturbate for me, not to possess your body ……

Only, if I had made the request at the beginning, you would have turned me down …… and now I’m going to make the “asking price” first, and then pretend I have no choice but to take a step back at the end, and you’re really hooked… …

We’ll see, mom …… It won’t be long before this big cock transfers out of your hand and into your slutty pussy …… Hahahaha ……

Thinking of the satisfaction, I excitedly low roar again and again, closed my eyes painfully enjoying the service of the mother’s small hands, the upper body is even more exposed to squeeze her plump breasts, until ushered in the climax of the convergence of pleasure ……

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I shouldn’t have agreed to my son’s unreasonable request to commit the stupid mistake of masturbating for him …… Really, I shouldn’t have agreed to him!

The reason why that night will be confused to agree, one is because I am really afraid of losing my son, afraid to insist on refusing will lead to mother and son affection suffered a devastating blow; and his tearful eyes, full of crying poor look also eventually made my heart soft, can not bear to see him continue to be in pain “want to take a knife to cut off”.

Secondly, because at the time he strongly assured me that this was the first and last time and that it would not happen again ……

However, today, the facts in front of us have mercilessly proved that as long as anything has been started, “never again” is simply self-deceiving!

Since the “first” night, my son has been obsessed with this incestuous taboo game, and every day he makes every effort, both hard and soft, repeatedly asking me to masturbate for him, to help him give vent to his most burning physical desire.

I’m in deep distress and really don’t know what to do about it ……

I’ve tried to teach him many times, and I’ve said all the right things, but my son obviously doesn’t take it seriously, and every time, he’ll playfully beat a dead horse with me, or superficially be good and not argue with me, but the next time, it’ll be the same as before.

I just realized that my husband said before are right, indeed very prescient, too much love for his son to make him arrogant, not afraid of me as a mother; and I really “fierce” up to him, the way of education and even criticism is not, at most, just a warm reproach, scolded a few words only! …… The result is that my son not only did not converge, but also got an inch up, more and more wantonly to me to start the attack.

At first he asked for nothing more than a simple handjob, then he said he needed visual gratification, and pleaded with me to go topless so that he could admire my naked breasts …… Then his hands touched them …… Then, mother and son had contact with other parts of their bodies, and They even made out with each other like a real couple ……

My state of mind is also gradually and gradually changed, the earliest just passive, reluctant to complete a task …… but gradually my rejection of the psychological weakened, quietly disappeared …… and then even began to thump up, feel in the service of my son’s At the same time, I myself also produced an abnormal pleasure, and more and more intense ……

Especially, every time when he ejaculated the moment, the hot and slightly fishy semen hit my hands and body powerfully, and smelled the scent with strong male symbols, my heartbeat would be violently accelerated, my cheeks were red and burning, and I just felt that my feet were soft, and I could not control a wetness between my legs ……

God, this is so embarrassing!

I felt fear, real fear …… I knew that my lust, which had been latent for years, had been awakened by him and was reviving at a rapid pace ……

There were many times when my heart was filled with remorse and self-reproach, wanting to scold my son severely with the harshest attitude and cut off this abnormal relationship forever …… But once I saw his pleading expression, eyes full of adoration, and the cute way he pampered me, I just couldn’t be cruel enough to… …

After all, he’s just a kid!

A teenager in puberty already has an instinctive desire for men, and as a mother, I am the closest female to him, and it would have been normal for him to lust after me.

I forget which famous psychologist said that all boys have an “Oedipal complex” to some extent.

Yes, this must be the case …… He should just be “crazy” on me for the time being because he hasn’t been with other women, he will be fine when he grows up and has a lover ……

What’s more, it can’t be all his fault that today’s situation will occur …… I myself have a great deal of responsibility, because I myself also …… also want the ……

I admit, my son has done so many unruly behavior to me, in addition to the guilt and deep sense of sin, but more is a kind of body to the heart of the pleasure …… Whenever he greedily buried in my chest, wantonly play with my plump breasts, licking and sucking hard erect nipples, I can not help but think back to his infancy of all kinds of scenes. Wasn’t he also sucking on my breasts like this? Didn’t he make me feel the extreme joy and pleasure of being a new mother?

Before he was four years old, we mother and son were still always bathing together, sharing a tub naked every day …… He had seen me naked long ago, and what part of this body hadn’t he seen or touched?

These thoughts popped into my head more and more often, and that’s how my defenses loosened and wavered a little bit, eventually leading inexorably to collapse ……

Well, it’s just a temporary phenomenon anyway. …… You go crazy, son! I’ll let you go crazy.

I’m willing to go crazy with you, as long as you don’t force me to cross the “final line”.

Apart from this “last line”, we did almost everything that a mother and son should never do, and that only a husband and wife can do. …… Our relationship went far beyond the normal mother-son bonding… …

We hugged and kissed like the closest of couples …… Mother and son both stripped naked on the bed (I was still down to my panties), my son lovingly playing with my big plump tits on my chest while I helped him masturbate and cum ……

Not only does he use his palms to help him masturbate, but more often than not, he likes to press his whole body on top of me, letting me clamp my two thighs around his erect penis, and he relies on the friction of my legs to get intense pleasure, shooting his semen all over my panties …… or simply laying on my back, hugging me from behind, and clamping both of my plump, snowy white ass cheeks with That meat stick ……

I used to help him fulfill his physical needs unilaterally, but now not only am I fulfilling him, but he is fulfilling me at the same time. …… Instead of me giving him pleasure, it’s more like we’re consoling each other, bringing each other extreme physical pleasure. ……

One could even say that we had all the common adult sexual behaviors except for the fact that our genitals were not yet joined to each other and we were just short of that final line!

And this last line is becoming more fragile by the day, ready to fall completely ……

No, son. …… We can’t go on like this! It’s incest, and it’s not justifiable! You’ll go to hell. ……

I can’t remember how many times my remaining sanity drove me to tearfully say such things to him.

Don’t worry, Mom. …… We’re not really incestuous because we’re not really having sex at all!

This is how my son comforts me every time, coming up with a long list of rousing reasons that make me eventually nod my head in agreement ……

But subconsciously one still understands that this is nothing more than self-deception!

I have a feeling that this “last line” will eventually and inevitably be lost …… Maybe in the near future, soon, soon ……

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Great, one step closer to a great success!

I held down my excitement, did not dare to be paralyzed at all, and began to execute the seventh step of the mother-inducing plan according to the instructions given by that author.

“…… Although your mom’s defenses are already shaky, if you push too hard at this time, you’ll tend to provoke her rebound mentality instead, and that wouldn’t be good ……”

“A fortress is always attacked from within! So the best way to do it is to set a trap for her to tear down her defenses …… and to do it willingly, more eagerly than you yourself ……”

“The way to do this is to purposely pretend that you’ve moved on to another girl to make her jealous!”

“She is jealous, feel their baby son is taken away from the danger, the original painstakingly constructed to resist your “defense”, will naturally turn into want to re-attract you back to the strong will. This is a woman’s innate jealousy psychological decision …… especially your relationship is already half mother and son half lover, she will be more eager to win in front of other women, in order to always occupy the heart of their son “the most important”!

The location of ……”

“As long as she has this mentality of wanting to fight for her son, she will unconsciously try to find ways to please you, and in the end, she will definitely lose control of her body, feeling that the only way to tie her son’s heart forever is to use the physical weapon, the lanthanum of the scattering hand. …… Even though she may not even dare to think about it rationally, the subconsciously, she will definitely have this kind of thought, and it will be more and more difficult to contain it!”

“Of course, this is a risky step, and it may be botched and cause your mom to give up out of frustration, but it’s a risk that must be taken! For this is what Sun Tzu’s Art of War says, “To put one’s life in jeopardy is to give one’s life in jeopardy.”

Once success is achieved, the results brought about will surely surprise you ……”

“At that point, then think of some fuse to inflame and detonate everything, and your mom will willingly give up her beautiful flesh! Ha ha …… ha ……”

These words circled in my head every day, making me excited and expectant, my confidence and motivation grew exponentially, and I hesitantly carried out this step of the plan ……

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What to do? I am so conflicted!

On the one hand, I prayed that my son would grow up quickly and turn his attention to other girls his own age and end our “incestuous love”.

But on the other hand, when my son really tells me in a half-joking tone that so-and-so girl at school is pretty and attracted to him, I feel extremely uncomfortable and inexplicably angry and uncomfortable.

Especially since this month, my son often unconsciously mentioned a female classmate, excitedly said that the boys recognized “class flower” seems to have a crush on him, and recently often take the initiative to look for him to chat, and today talked about which which topics, while saying that also smile.

I heard the heart is always sour, can not help but admonish him to study hard, young age do not fall in love early.

Although my mouth was talking a great deal, but the thick jealousy in my tone was audible even to myself.

Then my son will smile and stick out his tongue and say don’t worry, he is just feeling a little bit proud of himself, he doesn’t have any other ideas, he won’t and dare not go to early love!

Despite the words, I had a vague feeling that he wasn’t telling the complete truth.

Could it be that my son thinks I’m old? After all, I am nearly 40 years old, my youth is gone, no matter how beautiful I am, I am still a half-aged woman ……

Or did he notice other girls because I wouldn’t give up my last line of defense anyhow and he knew it was hopeless?

These thoughts really make me feel bad, my chest is clogged up, filled with a kind of anxiety that I never had when I was in love with my husband. ……

So, I pay more attention to beauty and exercise, usually at home also more carefully dress up their own, in bed naked relative is extremely gentle to please, in addition to prohibit my son really inserted into it, we and real couples sex has almost no difference.

Still, it doesn’t seem to stop my son from drifting away and fading away from me!

Heartache ……

In the midst of this conflicting agony, the days passed by, ushering in my son’s seventeenth birthday.

Since my husband was sent out of town on another two-week business trip, we were the only ones left at home, mother and son. In the past few years, the whole family went to a restaurant to fix a meal, and my son then called his good friends from school to give him a lively birthday. But this time he insisted against going to a restaurant, saying that there was no need to waste money, and that it would be fine to have the meal at home.

I was a little strange, but still very pleased to agree, thinking that my son is really grown up to understand, and began to know for the family to be smart, finally, did not love him in vain.

But when it actually came to my birthday, I was screaming and regretting that I had listened to his bad idea.

Because my son actually invited over a dozen friends to celebrate, both men and women, three times as many as in the past!

Of course, so many people’s meals became a problem, I had to go to the supermarket to purchase, from the afternoon until the evening, a lot of effort to make a whole table of colorful and delicious dishes, fill the belly of these little ones.

After the meal, I again took on the task of hostess and maid, in addition to attentive greeting, but also to wash the dishes, cut fruits, make tea …… the same after another, busy, almost even a breath to rest a moment of effort.

If I had known, I might as well have gone to a restaurant. Although the price was a bit more expensive, I wouldn’t have gotten so tired!

I can only complain in my heart, but when I see my son’s smiling face as he enjoys himself surrounded by his friends, I feel that as long as I can make my son’s birthday a happy one, no matter how tired I am, it’s all worth it ……

However, the physical tiredness can be ignored, but women’s innate jealousy is impossible to disappear. Among the four or five girls he invited, I soon discovered that one of them was particularly beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows like a movie star, which must be the oft-mentioned “class flower”.

It was obvious that my son had a crush on the class flower, and the way he spoke to her, his expressions and gestures were all affectionate, making me look sad and frustrated.

Especially when blowing out the birthday candles, in these little guy’s coaxing, actually is the son and the class flower two people blow out the candles together, intimate with the little couple like, just short of kissing in public ……

I couldn’t stand watching the children’s laughter echoing in my ears and the romantic candlelight flickering in front of my eyes, but I felt out of place in the atmosphere! As if there was an insurmountable generation gap, all I could do was smile awkwardly and hardly say anything. No one, including my son, even gave me a second glance, as if I were superfluous.

In the end I could only stand up quietly and exit the hall with a grim expression, returning alone to my bedroom to stare in fascination ……

I don’t know how long it took, but the clamor outside finally subsided. A beaming son strides into the bedroom, both hands behind his back as if hiding something.

“Friends are gone?” I asked.

“Uh-huh!”

The son nodded his head. He was really handsome today, with a handsome and dashing charm in his hands and feet, probably because he was making rapid progress with his favorite girl, even his eyes looked even more appealing with the strong affection in them.

“Why don’t you leave them to play a little longer?” I said faintly.

“Too many people, no fun!” My son shrugged, “Seriously, I actually just want to spend my birthday with one person, the one most important person …… without interference from others, just the two of us is enough ……”

“Ugh, you can totally leave her alone! As long as you like ……,” I said with a forced smile of feigned generosity, “I can totally go out and recuse myself if you don’t feel comfortable with mom being there ……”

“What are you talking about? Mom ……” my son seemed very amused, “What am I going to do if you recuse yourself?”

“You save it for your ‘most important’ homeroom girl ah ……” I said jealously.

“hahaha …… hahaha ……”

My son let out a loud laugh and laughed so hard that it took a while to stop, his expression fading to seriousness.

“That most important person is you! Mom!”

He looked me in the eyes and said the words, word for word and with unrivaled sincerity.

“What?” I could hardly believe my ears.

“Birthday is also a mother’s day of suffering, I am happy at the same time did not forget, seventeen years ago on this day, mom but the pain is dying, so hard to give birth to me …… Only the most heartless unfilial son, will have a birthday only to focus on their own happiness, forgetting the mother suffered back then pain ……”

As his son spoke impassionedly, his arms suddenly reached out in front of him and juggled a bottle of red wine and two glasses onto the coffee table.

“Mom, I’ll drink to you first! This first one, thank you in advance for giving me my precious life ……”

He filled both glasses with wine, and afterward took one of them and raised it to me. Although this little grown-up look seemed a bit funny, the demeanor was so serious and reverent!

My nose is sour, actually moved to tears blurred, only to feel that tonight all the hard work is worth it, all the grievances and dissatisfaction are all dissipated.

“Good boy, mommy thanks you too ……”

My voice caught, and I was too busy covering up by picking up my glass, clinking it lightly with my son, and then taking a small gulp of it.

“No, no …… have to drink it all!” My son, who had already drank it all, yelled noncompliantly, “I won’t say my second toast until you drink this one!”

“Good, good ……”

My drinking was shallow, but the excitement left me no time to think too much, and besides, I didn’t want to spoil my son’s fun, so I drank the remaining half of the glass as well.

My son immediately filled the two wine glasses, and raised his glass to wish me forever beautiful, forever young …… The next third, fourth, fifth cup, he said something heatedly, I have all heard nothing …… because my heart is as sweet as eating honey. The wine that I drank has turned into two hot blushes on my cheeks, and my tears of excitement have long been pouring out like spring water, rolling down my eyes uncontrollably……

“Don’t cry, mom …… Finally I have a gift for you!” My son leaned over and hugged my waist, and his voice was also a little shaky as he said, “It’s a gift I’ve been preparing for a long time! I hope mom won’t mind ……”

“It won’t! Good son …… No matter what gift you give, mommy won’t mind! Mommy loves them all ……”

Hearing me say that, my son showed an expression of boundless joy and snapped his lips together, sealing them heavily.

“Hmmm …… hmmm ……”

A few moans squeezed out of my nose, I didn’t have time to dodge, or the will to do so, and was immediately intoxicated by my son’s strong arms and fervent kisses, deeply intoxicated by the soulful world of mother and son’s spiritual desires ……

“This is the gift I want to give you, mom …… I love you! Since the beginning, you are the only one in my heart; seventeen years ago my mom suffered a lot on this Mother’s Hard Day in order to give birth to me; today, seventeen years later, I wish to give my mom the greatest pleasure with my first youthful imprint, and it’s a double pleasure for both the flesh and the heart.”

My head boomed, my mind was confused, I only felt indescribable ecstasy, indescribable touching, the remnants of reason, although still struggling for death, but it has become increasingly weak, can no longer play a role in stopping.

Coupled with the fact that the hot current in his body that had been transformed by the fine wine had gone completely out of control, the blood in his entire body seemed to boil, and the frenzy of desire swept over every cell like a storm!

God …… forgive me …… even if I have to go to hell in the future I’ll accept it …… as long as I can have a painful indulgence with my son… …

The last line of defense was finally declared to have collapsed in a shout that erupted from the depths of the soul!

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“I love you! Mom …… love you ……”

Repeating my confession in a trembling voice, I was so incoherent that I only managed to say two or three layers of the beautiful words I had thought of beforehand, and forgot the rest in the thumping sound of my heart.

Perhaps, there is no need to say anything else, even if it is ten times more wonderful sweet words, it is not enough to express the love, excitement, excitement and joy that is surging like a tidal wave in my heart at this moment.

I forgot to kiss my mom passionately and she forgot to kiss me back ……

Clothes off one by one, shrugged off and flown to the wall ……

By the time I had regained my senses a little, mother and son had both collapsed onto the bed, nearly naked.

“Snapping”, the bra was ripped off by me, a pair of full and snow-white breasts trembled and popped out, and the two points of light brown cherries were already hard and protruding, full of extremely mature temptation and flavor.

So, the palm of the hand so unthinkingly rubbed up, cheeks so intoxicated up, lips and tongue so passionately licked and sucked up …… put my love, my fondness, my lust, my impulses are unreservedly waved up, leaving one after another clear traces… …

This pair of naked breasts, ah, is so plump, so soft, with a unique fragrance of motherhood; round protruding sensitive nipple, is too much to tease the writhing, in the fingers and mouth and tongue stimulation under the buck harder, higher ……

“Xiaofan …… hmmmmm …… good son …… oh …… Xiaofan ……”

Gasps came out of mom’s mouth, her whole face was red as fire, and she kept murmuring my name, with a complete expression of immersion in great happiness and extreme pleasure.

In the past when we made out, she had also gasped, moved, blushed, legs wet …… but that is passive, never like this moment, let me feel that her whole body and mind have taken the initiative to let go of the initiative to put in, and then there is not the slightest perfunctory ……

The palm of her hand slowly slid down, caressing her skin along the way, sliding between her femurs, her fingers clasping the flattering pink panties and fading them a little ……

The only remaining coverings were quickly lifted! A completely naked mom was exposed without a stitch of clothing, and mother and son were completely honest with each other, both in mind and body!

“Ah …… don’t …… don’t look like that ……”

As if she were a little dainty wife entering her first cave, mom’s pretty face grew more and more blushing, and she sheepishly tried to bring her legs together, only to have them forcibly, but gently, grabbed by me and spread apart on either side.

Finally seeing my mom’s most sacred private part, seeing the place where I was born ……

The heart sighed, eyes wide open, unblinking, greedily gazed at the black lush grass, fat and tender petals, and the cracked slit in the stream that will soon be full of overflow …… All this is such a temptation infinite, people produce the desire to explore to the deepest to discover to the fullest ……

I didn’t need to be taught at all, I naturally reached out with my slightly vibrating hand and stimulated this mature flesh with various techniques. Mother and son had already had a lot of kinky sex, just missing the official sex, and I already had a good idea of how to arouse my own mother’s lust.

Forcing his breath back in excitement, his fingertips traced back and forth along the slit, crawling from the lips of the flower to the front, then catching and circling back around the already engorged soybean, then circling back to the lips of the flower …… until the mysterious garden was fully irrigated ……

The time has come!

Bear heart fire has long been exuberant to the unstoppable, erect penis impatiently topped the flood of juicy flesh slit, clumsy attempts several times before the glans forced open the two petals of the lips ……

“Ah …… no …… don’t ……”

The subconscious resistance reappeared, yet it was much weaker and more hesitant than any of the previous times.

The meat stick continued to poke in and out with no end in sight ……

O mother’s womb, I am back! After a full seventeen years of absence, I shall now rejoin my earliest cradle, my native land ……

“Ahhhh ……”

The thick rod entered into the body, mom’s face actually showed a mixture of pleasure and pain expression, all the resistance all dissolved into nothing, replaced by a lost soul moan.

That’s right!

Chant for me, mommy …… tremble for me, mommy …… get sexually aroused for me, mommy …… tonight we will make the best memories… …

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I almost stopped breathing when I felt the long, thick hardness fill me completely, and I couldn’t hold back two more hot tears.

It’s hot tears of joy to the core and shame ……

Finally lost the one thing that matters most …… but also finally gained something more important …… Maybe I’ll end up in hell, but I have no regrets ……

Unschooled, the hot male root began to pump one by one, although the movement is rusty and panic, but just think that it is my own son’s genitals inserted into, this kind of sinful feeling of betrayal has already brought me great excitement!

“Mom …… ah …… mom ……”

His little face was flushed red, his mouth screaming unconsciously as he awkwardly wiggled his little buttocks to sell his pumping, obviously trying to give me even greater pleasure.

Tenderness and motherly love came together, and I suddenly felt an overwhelming passion, as if an electric current of intense pleasure was passing through my entire body, and I came close to having a small orgasm.

Oh my God, I had sex with my own son! This is not a dream ……

Once the psychological line of defense that had plagued me for days was removed, my physical pleasure was exponentially strengthened, and my primitive impulses erupted like a flood breaking through a dike, driving me to become a complete slut between beds.

“Ahhhh …… good son …… harder …… ah …… son …… Faster ……”

I cried out lustfully, my ample breasts swaying fiercely on my chest, my legs wrapped around my son’s waist, and I voluntarily shrugged up my naked buttocks, guiding and cooperating with his postures and movements with the maturity and experience of a wife.

Even with my husband in the bedroom, reserved I basically did not take the initiative, but in front of my son I completely let go of the self, let the frenzied primitive instincts dominate all ……

“Mom! Mom ……”

My son was also very excited and growled lowly, gradually getting the hang of a number of things, the male root of the valiant impact over and over again, quickly from rusty to skillful, causing me to let out more slutty wild cries and cries.

Flesh and flesh rubbing violently, obscene “ZiZi” sound endless, with the impact of the lower body echoed in the silent bedroom, sounds more added to the meaning of obscenity.

Really unexpected ah …… son’s first …… actually better than his father’s first performance!

The thought popped into my head in a blur, but there was no time to think about it. Each thrust of the long, thick rod was a total loss, leaving only the scrotum slapping against my bare ass, and the glans poking deep into the soft spot at the very end of my vagina, causing me to feel an intense pleasure I’d never felt before.

This feeling is like riding in an airplane, constantly flying upwards, flying, flying …… into the clouds of lust …… to a height that can’t be any higher …… beyond gravity’s range ……

Then there was a violent, heavy fall!

“Ahhhhhhhh.”

The high-pitched, frenzied screams were ringing in my ears as my son, after all it was his first time, finally couldn’t hold it in any longer, and the rod throbbed and spurted in my cunt, pouring a torrent of hot semen into my womb.

In that moment, I too erupted into a piercing scream, frantically calling out his little name, my arms and legs clamped around him, taking the most pleasurable, and sinful, boon in the world ……

Yes, it is extreme pleasure …… mother and son together to make this lustful wave of screams, the screams of primal joy, the screams that every sane person would crave, bursting from the depths of their souls, catharticizing mankind

The endless joy of the most fundamental nature ……

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Since that day, my relationship with my mom has changed radically. Whereas it was half lover and half mother and son, now it was the lover’s feelings that took over, becoming the most important part of the bond that held the two together.

We were both completely addicted to it, to the indulgence and fulfillment of the flesh, and we cheated on each other almost every day without Dad’s knowledge, soothing each other’s hungry bodies and minds.

We have also been uncertain, conflicted, sinful and painful, and wanted to give up …… But in the end, we all persevered, encouraging each other and enjoying the pleasure and excitement of this mother and son incestuous love.

In the words of that author, my mother and I were “not only physically united, but psychologically bound together in a tenacious alliance against social morality and our own guilt.”

And that, in a nutshell, is why this worldly relationship has lasted so long!

That’s how the booby-trapping program, which had been in place for over a year, came to a successful conclusion.

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