My Officer Mom

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After graduating from high school, my mother joined the military due to our family's poor financial situation. She served for almost twenty years, and now, nearing forty, she is finally receiving her lifetime pension and can retire. Having grown up in a military family, I can't find any other word to describe her except "strict."

My mother married young to a wealthy man from our village. Not long after I was born, perhaps because she was often in the military, my father, driven by lust, went out looking for women. When I was in elementary school, my mother took my hand and left to start a new life closer to the military.

I've known since I was little that my mother was a professional soldier. In my memory, she was the embodiment of a demon. I don't know how many times I was beaten up. Now that I'm in college, my mother's social status has risen, and she has more free time. Now that my mother is about to retire, I am naturally very happy. Throughout this journey, my mother has never dated another man. After I started to understand sex, I gradually discovered that my mother was actually quite attractive.

Regular physical training and a normal lifestyle had taken their toll on her skin. Her breasts hadn't grown much due to the exercise classes, but her upright, firm buttocks, typical of a soldier, felt very solid. She also had a long ponytail, a sign of high rank. I started to wonder how my mother satisfied her sexual needs. Did she have sex with other soldiers? That seemed unlikely; she would have been masturbating for decades. Actually, I didn't really like incest; it was just curiosity. But from that curiosity, I slowly began to become infatuated with my mother.

I secretly opened my mother's closet. The clothes inside were neatly arranged. I rummaged through them a bit and found that the underwear was very plain. I couldn't find any sex toys, which was a bit disappointing. My mother now applies for leave and returns home at night. Seeing my mother in her military uniform, I heard from a friend that female soldiers usually have very itchy vaginas and want to find a man to have sex with when they are on leave... just not as direct as us men. I wonder if my mother has a strong sex drive. Maybe she really craves a man on top of her, with her lower body constantly thrusting.

My mother is a very straightforward person; she means what she says and never goes back on her promises. This military style is her greatest strength as a soldier, but also her weakness. Looking at old photos of my mother when she was young, I saw her striking features, a lovely face, wearing an army camouflage uniform, tall black rubber boots, a helmet, and holding a gun, standing at attention. She truly had the air of a female hero. As I looked at the photos, I began to fantasize about my mother, my right hand stroking my penis, imagining raping her in her military uniform, until one moment I sped up and a thick stream of semen shot directly onto the photo, and only then did I feel much better.

After my mother came home, she would shed her military persona and become a mother. Because we were a single-parent family, she gradually began to spoil me as I grew up and became less strict. However, this only applied when she wasn't wearing her military uniform. At home, my mother dressed very conservatively, and I started to deliberately wear boxer shorts and walk around the house. Sometimes, when I heard my mother getting up early to go to the military base, I would deliberately show my erect penis, wearing boxer shorts, and casually pretend to go to the bathroom. I discovered that my mother was always intentionally or unintentionally peeking at my lower body.

That's understandable, given my erect penis isn't small either. I started hinting to my mother that I wanted to talk to her about not finding another man to marry. My mother would always just smile and say that I was already a lot of trouble, and she didn't want another one. I decided to use a honey bomb to attack my mother, saying nice things, giving her gifts, and treating her with great care. At first, my mother wasn't used to it, but after I did it many times, she got used to my thoughtful behavior. Until I noticed that the way my mother looked at me was getting more and more strange, I knew that my mother was starting to have feelings for me.

My mother is a woman too. I guess sometimes when she's lost in thought, it's because she's thinking about random things. I guess she's also wondering why I've become so considerate. This mother-son battle of wits is probably another kind of war. Since my mother sometimes peeks at me, I'll be even bolder. Once, my mother was kneeling on the floor wiping the pavement, her buttocks sticking out in a dog-like position. I could see it clearly from behind—that shapely, well-toned buttocks, without any excess fat, round and full. What would it feel like if I held my mother's hips and thrust hard into her?

My mother stood up and noticed me peeking at her from behind. She saw my genitals and, surprisingly, got an erection. I immediately turned away in embarrassment. Only now did my mother truly understand that her son had been fantasizing about her own body. I started to worry about what my mother would say if she found out, because she had never talked to me about sex. This morning, I was pretending to go to the bathroom with my erection. My mother saw my glans sticking out of my pants and told me to put my pants back on, saying she had something to tell me.

I thought to myself, "This is terrible. I don't know what will happen." Still half asleep, I sat in the living room. My mother straightened her military uniform, sat down gently beside me, and had a long, earnest conversation about sex. She asked me if I masturbated, or if I had sex with my girlfriend, and if I used condoms. Actually, I did all of those things; I just pretended to have a masturbation habit, but... I had never had sex. My mother frowned slightly and asked if I had been indulging in too much sex lately. She seemed to have something else to say, but decided not to. Then she hurriedly left.

After talking with my mother, our interactions became very strange. Sometimes we would just look at each other without saying a word, and my mother would lower her head, her eyes darting around uncertainly. One day, my mother had just returned from her leave. She took some cold medicine and fell asleep on the sofa without even changing out of her military uniform. I saw her lying on her side on the sofa chair, her head resting on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, looking very tired. I gently shook her and asked her if she wanted to go back to her room to sleep. She only made a few sounds in response.

I slowly unbuttoned my mother's shirt, telling her it would be less stressful that way. My mother's eyes were half-open, her lips slightly parted, and she tried to stop me with her hands. Unfortunately, the sedative ingredients in her cold medicine made her conscious, but she didn't have much strength. She could only let me unbutton her shirt, pull down her belt, and unbutton her pants. At this point, my mother became anxious and barely managed to shift her body slightly, leaning back against the sofa, resting her neck on the armrest, looking at me with hazy eyes.

At this moment, I was consumed by hunger. My mother's legs were tightly clamped together, her knees bent. I simply grabbed her knees with both hands and forcefully pulled them apart, turning her legs into a frog-leg position. My mother let out a soft moan, covering her private parts with her hands, tears welling in her eyes. She wanted to say something but couldn't. Perhaps she was too sleepy and was only holding on with willpower. She probably knew what her son was about to do to her.

I swallowed and gently probed my mother's private parts with my fingers. Through her thin military pants, I pressed hard and slowly rubbed against her vulva. My mother's legs kicked weakly at me. The more she struggled, the more I wanted to have her, even if it meant rape. I wanted to satisfy this thirsty soldier. I pulled open my mother's military uniform top to the left and right, revealing her fragrant shoulders. Then I pulled it down forcefully to her elbows, and my mother's chest, neck, and beautiful back were all laid bare before my eyes. I watched my mother's chest rise and fall with her breath, wearing a plain white bra, revealing two round and small breasts.

The adjustment made her cleavage bulge out, and I pressed my body between my mother's thighs, grabbing her calves with both hands and pressing them back until she gave up struggling. Then I lifted her calves up and spread them apart. My mother's face was turned to the side, unwilling to look at me. I pressed my body down and kissed her ear. My mother kept sobbing and pushing against my chest with both hands. I took the opportunity to grab her wrists and pull them up, fixing her hands to the sofa armrests.

I slowly tasted my mother's ear with my tongue. My mother said weakly, "If I hadn't taken cold medicine and felt so weak, I would have beaten you to death, you unfilial son." I licked her neck, kissed her neck, and moved to her chin. I used my hand to force my mother's face to face me, and our noses touched. I felt my mother's breathing quicken. My mother's eyes were bright and her eyebrows were raised. She was obviously very angry, but she couldn't do anything about me. I asked my mother, "Mom, you've been a widow for so many years. Have you never had a relationship with another man? Are you sure?"

My mother's eyes welled up with tears as she said, "I'm a woman too, and a soldier too. How could I possibly take care of everything myself..." I asked, "Then tell me honestly, Mom, when you want to, who do you go to for release? Is it other officers in the army?" My mother blushed slightly and said, "I... who I'm with is none of your business. But look at you, what do you want to do to me now?" I smiled faintly and said, "Mom, if you sleep with other men behind my back, then I'll have no choice but to force myself on you. Mom is a soldier, my mother, and my woman. I won't allow any other man to touch Mom." My mother took a breath and said, "Silly child, I've been living like a widow for so many years, how could I... dare to do that kind of thing with other people..."

I thought to myself, "Bingo, I guessed right. I asked this on purpose. If my mother had a relationship with another man, I would get angry and rape her. If she answered no, that would be perfect. It would confirm that my mother has not been touched by a man in a long time and must be sexually aroused. No matter what she answers, I can have a reason to sleep with her. Now, as long as I say that I want to help my mother and that she is willing to have sex with me, then my mother will definitely be my woman in the future. Incest is exciting, mother and son committing adultery. I have a beautiful mother at home, of course I will enjoy her myself, how can I let an outsider use her?"

I brought my lips close to my mother's, but she turned her head away, asking in alarm, "I've already answered your question, what else do you want to do to your mother?" I continued to suck on her lips, but she kept turning her head away. In a fit of anger, I used my right hand to hold her chin firmly, pressing my fingers against her cheeks. My mother said angrily, "You...you're going too far..." Before she could finish the word "go too far," I sucked on her lips, using my fingers to force her mouth open, revealing her teeth. My tongue then slipped into her mouth, intertwining with hers. By this time, my mother's body was gradually losing the strength to resist, and she no longer had the strength to speak.

After enjoying my mother's lips, I caressed her breasts with both hands, pinching, kneading, rubbing, and pressing them while sucking on her bra. With a flick of my fingers along the top edge of the bra, my mother, her eyes half-open, looked at me. I pulled the bra down forcefully, and her two white breasts bounced out gracefully. The nipples were a surprising pink, indicating that my mother truly hadn't had relations with any other man. I greedily sucked on one nipple, then pressed my nose into her cleavage, inhaling the rich, sweet scent of her breasts, which aroused my desire.

I began to play with my mother's breasts with both hands. My mother pursed her lips, her face slightly flushed. With my right hand, I pulled down the zipper of my mother's pants, taking off her entire military pants, revealing a pair of traditional white thermal underwear. I grabbed the elastic band on the side of the underwear and pulled hard with both hands, tearing it open with a satisfying tearing sound. My mother's pubic hair and vulva were exposed in front of me. I gently scratched her vulva with my fingers and found that it was already soaked with vaginal fluid. I immediately lifted my mother's buttocks with both hands and began to perform oral sex on her, frantically blowing and sucking her vulva.

The mother moaned loudly on the spot, her calf muscles tightened, and her whole foot was bent. It seemed that her secret vagina, which she had endured for more than ten years, was now being sucked by her son on her most private part with her lips. She felt embarrassed, shy, angry,... helpless, and even more ashamed of being a mother and a shame of being a soldier. But as a woman, her body's reaction was real. She longed for a man to give her real sex and make him climax. At that moment, I inserted two fingers into my mother's vagina, one word, "tight."

And it was very sucking, clamping, and moist. I pumped it quickly with my fingers, and my mother kept moaning. Now I felt very squeezed just by using my fingers. What about using a cock? Thinking of this, my penis was already hard, and my fingers were moving faster. My mother kept moaning, and suddenly I felt warm, lustful fluid flowing from her vagina. That's right, my mother had an orgasm. Her whole body trembled, then her movements became smaller, and finally she was panting heavily and collapsed on the sofa.

Like a puppet with its strings cut, I saw the time was right, pulled down my pants, revealing my penis, and held it to my mother's mouth. I rubbed the head of my penis against her lips, but she kept her eyes closed and wouldn't open her mouth. I had to pinch her nose to stop her from breathing. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore, and when she opened her mouth, I shoved the head of my penis directly into her mouth. My mother looked at me with venomous hatred. I could only twist my waist and thrust in and out of her mouth. Seeing that she was unwilling to give me oral sex, I simply switched to the missionary position. Only then did my mother panic and cry out, "No..." "No...not there."

I held my penis and rubbed the glans against her labia. My mother cried and begged, "Please, I'll do anything else, just there, don't put it in." I said, "Mom, you want it too, right? This is it. I promise to make you feel good. I want to let Mom experience real sex." Then I twisted my waist and slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. It was wet, warm, slippery and juicy. My mother's vaginal walls were very tight. Until the whole thing was inside her vagina, I stopped inside her vagina. My mother was already powerless to resist. Her whole body swayed with my thrusting.

Her breasts swayed up and down incessantly. I squeezed her breasts with both hands and thrust my penis in and out vigorously, raping my mother like an AV actress. Taking advantage of her weakness, I fucked her hard on the sofa. Her juices flowed all over the sofa. Her muffled moans excited me even more. I pressed her legs onto her breasts and squeezed her calves tightly, making her vagina even tighter. My penis hardened, and my mother's moans grew louder and louder. From humiliation, being raped, and having her son commit incest with her, to finally enjoying the pleasure my penis brought to her vagina.

My glans tingled, and I pulled my penis out, thrusting it back in forcefully, reaching her cervix. A thick stream of semen shot deep inside my mother. I pulled out my penis, ejaculating the remaining semen onto her military uniform. My penis trembled incessantly. The rank insignia on the shoulder of my mother's uniform was covered in my semen. Finally, my mother lay limp on the sofa, her body limp from a cold and exhaustion, coupled with decades of suppressed sexual desire, finally experiencing the tingling sensation of orgasm from having sex with a man. She fell asleep soon after lying down. As I looked at my mother's body, I realized I had indeed raped the mother of a soldier.

After ejaculating, my mind cleared up. I pulled my mother up to me, took off all my clothes, and carried her to the shower. My mother was half-awake and could only let me fondle her beautiful body. Her body was so soft and fragrant. Although it was just a shower, the lovemaking had made her sweat profusely. Finally, she fell into a deep sleep on the bed. Afterwards, my mother and I lay naked on the bed. I held her slender waist, and she lay on her side with her back to me. I rubbed my penis against the back of her buttocks, pressing it hard into her cleft, while my hands squeezed her breasts. The next morning, when I woke up, my mother had already left.

My mother hadn't come home for the past few days, insisting that there was something going on at the military and that I should handle it myself. I wondered if she didn't want to see me anymore. Later, I had a chance to sneak into the barracks during a new recruits' leave. I mentioned my mother's name, thinking that no one would want to cause me trouble. I'd heard that during new recruits' leave, some people used to bring their girlfriends to the barracks for sex, or even directly to the toilet for casual sex. I finally got to see my mother.

She was in her military uniform, wearing a military cap. I brought some takeout to treat the officers under her command, and then followed her. She gave me a look, indicating that she wanted me to follow her. After she finished explaining what she needed to do, I followed her to her military office, which was right behind her barracks dormitory. My hands restlessly wrapped around my mother's waist. Only then did she look at me seriously. I pulled her into my arms and bent down to kiss her, but she whispered, "Are you crazy? This is the military base. Don't exaggerate."

I said, "Mom, it's because you haven't been home for days. I was feeling restless. Come on, Mom..." I half-pulled my mother into the back bedroom and laid her down... The bedroom door was locked, and the bed was covered with neatly arranged cotton quilts. Without saying a word, I pulled out my penis. My mother frowned and said, "Wait until we get home, okay?" I half-pressed down on my mother's body, making her bend over, and held my penis erect in front of her. I pressed the back of my mother's head down with my hand, and she looked at me with her big eyes. I slowly brought the head of my penis close to my mother's mouth.

My mother turned her head away from my penis. Just then, an announcement came from outside the door, startling her. As she was about to reply, I immediately covered her mouth and whispered, "Mom, hurry up and use your hand to masturbate me, or someone will come looking for you later." I rubbed my penis against my mother's jade-like hand, and only then did she reluctantly grasp my penis and begin to masturbate it delicately.

My hand rhythmically gripped my penis, awkwardly stroking it up and down, making me feel uncomfortable. I then pressed my mother down on top of me. My mother shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to give me oral sex. I hurriedly said, "Mom, suck it for me, it'll make me cum faster. If you don't let me cum, I won't let you leave." My mother glared at me. I rubbed the head of my penis against my mother's cherry lips before slowly inserting it into her mouth. Warm saliva moistened my entire penis, and my mother rhythmically swallowed and released my penis.

Sometimes she would take the whole thing into her mouth, all the way to her throat, and sometimes she would suddenly suck the base of my penis to the glans. Her nimble tongue would scrape around the glans in circles. I could tell that my mother was in a hurry and wanted me to ejaculate quickly. Unfortunately, my endurance was pretty good. At this time, the cadres outside seemed to be in a hurry to get documents from my mother, but she wasn't there. They had no choice but to stay inside and wait for her to come back. My mother's phone was turned off, and my mother and I could hear the cadres' conversation clearly. …

I lifted my mother up and made her lean against the bedroom door. She panicked and begged me to stop, but I forced her into it, so she had no choice but to let me do as I pleased. Perhaps she already knew that I was just driven by lust and that I would leave soon after I was done. With this mindset in mind, my mother had no choice but to obediently put her hands on the door and arch her hips back and up. I skillfully unbuttoned my army pants, revealing my mother's panties.

I used my right thumb to pry open her panties, revealing the dark red cleft of her vulva. My left hand covered my mother's mouth and nose, my glans pressing against her labia. Just as my mother was about to turn around to stop me, I suddenly straightened my legs from my bent knees and thrust them forward and upward with great force. My mother let out a muffled thud. Her legs went slightly weak, her toes turned inward, and her fleshy buttocks drooped. I tightly covered my mother's mouth with my left hand, and with my right hand, I vigorously thrust into her tender hole a few times, a little different from last time.

Last time it was tight, this time it was wet and juicy, the flesh walls clearly opening and closing, gripping my penis with incredible pleasure... My thighs slammed against my mother's fleshy buttocks, making a pleasant slapping sound. I opened my mother's mouth, and she took a few deep breaths, glaring at me viciously. Through our military uniforms, we squeezed my mother's breasts and kept thrusting wildly into her honeyed lake. This rear-entry position gave me a sense of conquest, but it wasn't enough.

I pulled my mother to the bedside. She braced herself on the edge of the bed with both hands, one leg raised by me. Humiliated, I thrust into her. My mother kept her lips tightly closed. Since my friends outside the door couldn't moan loudly, especially in the military, the many tense factors made her feel even more pleasure. Sex, adultery, incest, being raped by her son in the military—my mother had long been immersed in enjoying my penis. Every thrust reached deep into her uterus.

I figured it was about time, so I pulled my penis out and sat on a chair in the dormitory. My mother looked at me, puzzled, and then I spread my legs, my penis erect and hard, covered in my mother's love juice. I asked my mother to straddle me and move her hips to orgasm. At first, my mother hesitated, but then she thought about it and took the initiative to straddle me, unbuttoning her military uniform to reveal her snow-white cleavage.

My mother looked at me with a shy expression, wiggling her hips and placing her hands on my shoulders. After a while, her movements became slower and slower. I simply thrust my hips forward and filled my mother's vagina with my own. Only then did my mother continue to sway her body back and forth. Seeing that this was not going to work, I simply held my mother's waist and supported her waist, thrusting hard up and down, kissing my mother's cleavage and her lips. My mother's hands wrapped around my neck.

With each thrust, the excitement grew, and I squeezed my mother's buttocks harder, suddenly slapping and pinching them forcefully. My mother winced in pain, her vagina contracting instantly, the sensation so intense that my penis felt incredibly tight. I ejaculated immediately, my penis trembling as it released thick semen, filling my mother's depths with white fluid. At that moment, her vaginal fluids were also flowing down my thighs. My mother quickly tidied herself up, claiming her phone was out of battery, and asked me to slip away.

After that, my sex life with my mother became more and more frequent. My mother was really lonely in the army, but... after get off work, the pleasure of having sex with her son all night long satisfied her sex life. And I conquered my mother, this officer who usually managed hundreds of people in the army, when she came home, she would lower her head and suck her son's penis, and her nipples would be greedily sucked by her son. Every night, my son and I practiced different sex techniques.

This incestuous life was kept very well hidden. Sometimes when my mother couldn't take leave, I would find an excuse to sneak into her military camp. If I couldn't go in, I would wait for her at the hotel outside. My mother would find an excuse to go on official business, which was a good time for our affair. Raping my mother in her military uniform gave me even more pleasure. The woman I raped was my incestuous mother, but also a serious soldier. Every time I had sex with my mother, I was always very excited.

This kind of life continued until I joined the army and was assigned to my mother's unit. Of course, some people got in through connections. Whenever there was official duty, I could openly have an affair with my mother, which was incredibly enjoyable. Not to mention, my mother knew quite a few female officers, women who were also in their thirties and forties. It seems there are many lonely women in the military. Occasionally having sex with some young female soldiers is not bad, hehe.

After graduating from high school, my mother joined the military due to her family's poor financial situation. She has been in the military for almost twenty years. Now, my mother, who is almost forty, is finally about to receive her lifetime pension and can retire. Having grown up in a military family, I can't find any other adjective to describe her except "strict."

My mother married young to a wealthy young man from the village. Not long after I was born, perhaps because she was often in the military, my father, being sexually active, went looking for women everywhere. When I was in elementary school, my mother took my hand and left, moving to a place closer to the military base to start a new life.

I knew from a young age that my mother was a professional soldier. In my memory, my mother was the embodiment of a demon. I don't know how many times I was beaten up. Now that I'm in college, my mother's social status has risen, and she has more free time. Now that my mother is about to retire, I am naturally very happy. Throughout this time, my mother has never had another man. After I started to understand sex, I gradually discovered that my mother was actually quite attractive.

Regular physical training and a normal lifestyle had taken their toll on her skin. Her breasts hadn't grown much due to the exercise classes, but her upright, firm buttocks, typical of a soldier, felt very solid. She also had a long ponytail, a sign of high rank. I started to wonder how my mother satisfied her sexual needs. Did she have sex with other soldiers? That seemed unlikely; she would have been masturbating for decades. Actually, I didn't really like incest; it was just curiosity. But from that curiosity, I slowly began to become infatuated with my mother.

I secretly opened my mother's closet. The clothes inside were neatly arranged. I rummaged through them a bit and found that the underwear was very plain. I couldn't find any sex toys, which was a bit disappointing. My mother now applies for leave and returns home at night. Seeing my mother in her military uniform, I heard from a friend that female soldiers usually have very itchy vaginas and want to find a man to have sex with when they are on leave... just not as direct as us men. I wonder if my mother has a strong sex drive. Maybe she really craves a man on top of her, with her lower body constantly thrusting.

My mother is a very straightforward person; she means what she says and never goes back on her promises. This military style is her greatest strength as a soldier, but also her weakness. Looking at old photos of my mother when she was young, I saw her striking features, a lovely face, wearing an army camouflage uniform, tall black rubber boots, a helmet, and holding a gun, standing at attention. She truly had the air of a female hero. As I looked at the photos, I began to fantasize about my mother, my right hand stroking my penis, imagining raping her in her military uniform, until one moment I sped up and a thick stream of semen shot directly onto the photo, and only then did I feel much better.

After my mother came home, she would shed her military persona and become a mother. Because we were a single-parent family, she gradually began to spoil me as I grew up and became less strict. However, this only applied when she wasn't wearing her military uniform. At home, my mother dressed very conservatively, and I started to deliberately wear boxer shorts and walk around the house. Sometimes, when I heard my mother getting up early to go to the military base, I would deliberately show my erect penis, wearing boxer shorts, and casually pretend to go to the bathroom. I discovered that my mother was always intentionally or unintentionally peeking at my lower body.

That's understandable, given my erect penis isn't small either. I started hinting to my mother that I wanted to talk to her about not finding another man to marry. My mother would always just smile and say that I was already a lot of trouble, and she didn't want another one. I decided to use a honey bomb to attack my mother, saying nice things, giving her gifts, and treating her with great care. At first, my mother wasn't used to it, but after I did it many times, she got used to my thoughtful behavior. Until I noticed that the way my mother looked at me was getting more and more strange, I knew that my mother was starting to have feelings for me.

My mother is a woman too. I guess sometimes when she's lost in thought, it's because she's thinking about random things. I guess she's also wondering why I've become so considerate. This mother-son battle of wits is probably another kind of war. Since my mother sometimes peeks at me, I'll be even bolder. Once, my mother was kneeling on the floor wiping the pavement, her buttocks sticking out in a dog-like position. I could see it clearly from behind—that shapely, well-toned buttocks, without any excess fat, round and full. What would it feel like if I held my mother's hips and thrust hard into her?

My mother stood up and noticed me peeking at her from behind. She saw my genitals and, surprisingly, got an erection. I immediately turned away in embarrassment. Only now did my mother truly understand that her son had been fantasizing about her own body. I started to worry about what my mother would say if she found out, because she had never talked to me about sex. This morning, I was pretending to go to the bathroom with my erection. My mother saw my glans sticking out of my pants and told me to put my pants back on, saying she had something to tell me.

I thought to myself, "This is terrible. I don't know what will happen." Still half asleep, I sat in the living room. My mother straightened her military uniform, sat down gently beside me, and had a long, earnest conversation about sex. She asked me if I masturbated, or if I had sex with my girlfriend, and if I used condoms. Actually, I did all of those things; I just pretended to have a masturbation habit, but... I had never had sex. My mother frowned slightly and asked if I had been indulging in too much sex lately. She seemed to have something else to say, but decided not to. Then she hurriedly left.

After talking with my mother, our interactions became very strange. Sometimes we would just look at each other without saying a word, and my mother would lower her head, her eyes darting around uncertainly. One day, my mother had just returned from her leave. She took some cold medicine and fell asleep on the sofa without even changing out of her military uniform. I saw her lying on her side on the sofa chair, her head resting on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, looking very tired. I gently shook her and asked her if she wanted to go back to her room to sleep. She only made a few sounds in response.

I slowly unbuttoned my mother's shirt, telling her it would be less stressful that way. My mother's eyes were half-open, her lips slightly parted, and she tried to stop me with her hands. Unfortunately, the sedative ingredients in her cold medicine made her conscious, but she didn't have much strength. She could only let me unbutton her shirt, pull down her belt, and unbutton her pants. At this point, my mother became anxious and barely managed to shift her body slightly, leaning back against the sofa, resting her neck on the armrest, looking at me with hazy eyes.

At this moment, I was consumed by hunger. My mother's legs were tightly clamped together, her knees bent. I simply grabbed her knees with both hands and forcefully pulled them apart, turning her legs into a frog-leg position. My mother let out a soft moan, covering her private parts with her hands, tears welling in her eyes. She wanted to say something but couldn't. Perhaps she was too sleepy and was only holding on with willpower. She probably knew what her son was about to do to her.

I swallowed and gently probed my mother's private parts with my fingers. Through her thin military pants, I pressed hard and slowly rubbed against her vulva. My mother's legs kicked weakly at me. The more she struggled, the more I wanted to have her, even if it meant rape. I wanted to satisfy this thirsty soldier. I pulled open my mother's military uniform top to the left and right, revealing her fragrant shoulders. Then I pulled it down forcefully to her elbows, and my mother's chest, neck, and beautiful back were all laid bare before my eyes. I watched my mother's chest rise and fall with her breath, wearing a plain white bra, revealing two round and small breasts.

The adjustment made her cleavage bulge out, and I pressed my body between my mother's thighs, grabbing her calves with both hands and pressing them back until she gave up struggling. Then I lifted her calves up and spread them apart. My mother's face was turned to the side, unwilling to look at me. I pressed my body down and kissed her ear. My mother kept sobbing and pushing against my chest with both hands. I took the opportunity to grab her wrists and pull them up, fixing her hands to the sofa armrests.

I slowly tasted my mother's ear with my tongue. My mother said weakly, "If I hadn't taken cold medicine and felt so weak, I would have beaten you to death, you unfilial son." I licked her neck, kissed her neck, and moved to her chin. I used my hand to force my mother's face to face me, and our noses touched. I felt my mother's breathing quicken. My mother's eyes were bright and her eyebrows were raised. She was obviously very angry, but she couldn't do anything about me. I asked my mother, "Mom, you've been a widow for so many years. Have you never had a relationship with another man? Are you sure?"

My mother's eyes welled up with tears as she said, "I'm a woman too, and a soldier too. How could I possibly take care of everything myself..." I asked, "Then tell me honestly, Mom, when you want to, who do you go to for release? Is it other officers in the army?" My mother blushed slightly and said, "I... who I'm with is none of your business. But look at you, what do you want to do to me now?" I smiled faintly and said, "Mom, if you sleep with other men behind my back, then I'll have no choice but to force myself on you. Mom is a soldier, my mother, and my woman. I won't allow any other man to touch Mom." My mother took a breath and said, "Silly child, I've been living like a widow for so many years, how could I... dare to do that kind of thing with other people..."

I thought to myself, "Bingo, I guessed right. I asked this on purpose. If my mother had a relationship with another man, I would get angry and rape her. If she answered no, that would be perfect. It would confirm that my mother has not been touched by a man in a long time and must be sexually aroused. No matter what she answers, I can have a reason to sleep with her. Now, as long as I say that I want to help my mother and that she is willing to have sex with me, then my mother will definitely be my woman in the future. Incest is exciting, mother and son committing adultery. I have a beautiful mother at home, of course I will enjoy her myself, how can I let an outsider use her?"

I brought my lips close to my mother's, but she turned her head away, asking in alarm, "I've already answered your question, what else do you want to do to your mother?" I continued to suck on her lips, but she kept turning her head away. In a fit of anger, I used my right hand to hold her chin firmly, pressing my fingers against her cheeks. My mother said angrily, "You...you're going too far..." Before she could finish the word "go too far," I sucked on her lips, using my fingers to force her mouth open, revealing her teeth. My tongue then slipped into her mouth, intertwining with hers. By this time, my mother's body was gradually losing the strength to resist, and she no longer had the strength to speak.

After enjoying my mother's lips, I caressed her breasts with both hands, pinching, kneading, rubbing, and pressing them while sucking on her bra. With a flick of my fingers along the top edge of the bra, my mother, her eyes half-open, looked at me. I pulled the bra down forcefully, and her two white breasts bounced out gracefully. The nipples were a surprising pink, indicating that my mother truly hadn't had relations with any other man. I greedily sucked on one nipple, then pressed my nose into her cleavage, inhaling the rich, sweet scent of her breasts, which aroused my desire.

I began to play with my mother's breasts with both hands. My mother pursed her lips, her face slightly flushed. With my right hand, I pulled down the zipper of my mother's pants, taking off her entire military pants, revealing a pair of traditional white thermal underwear. I grabbed the elastic band on the side of the underwear and pulled hard with both hands, tearing it open with a satisfying tearing sound. My mother's pubic hair and vulva were exposed in front of me. I gently scratched her vulva with my fingers and found that it was already soaked with vaginal fluid. I immediately lifted my mother's buttocks with both hands and began to perform oral sex on her, frantically blowing and sucking her vulva.

The mother moaned loudly on the spot, her calf muscles tightened, and her whole foot was bent. It seemed that her secret vagina, which she had endured for more than ten years, was now being sucked by her son on her most private part with her lips. She felt embarrassed, shy, angry,... helpless, and even more ashamed of being a mother and a shame of being a soldier. But as a woman, her body's reaction was real. She longed for a man to give her real sex and make him climax. At that moment, I inserted two fingers into my mother's vagina, one word, "tight."

And it was very sucking, very gripping, and wet. I moved my fingers in and out quickly, and my mother kept moaning. Now, just using my fingers felt very tight. What about using my penis later? Thinking of this, my penis was already hard. I quickened my finger movements, and my mother kept crying out. Suddenly, I felt warm, lustful fluid flowing from her vagina. That's right, my mother had an orgasm. Her whole body trembled, then her movements became less intense, and finally, she gasped for breath and collapsed onto the sofa.

Like a puppet with its strings cut, I saw the time was right, pulled down my pants, revealing my penis, and held it to my mother's mouth. I rubbed the head of my penis against her lips, but she kept her eyes closed and wouldn't open her mouth. I had to pinch her nose to stop her from breathing. Finally, I couldn't hold back anymore, and when she opened her mouth, I shoved the head of my penis directly into her mouth. My mother looked at me with venomous hatred. I could only twist my waist and thrust in and out of her mouth. Seeing that she was unwilling to give me oral sex, I simply switched to the missionary position. Only then did my mother panic and cry out, "No..." "No...not there."

I held my penis and rubbed the glans against her labia. My mother cried and begged, "Please, I'll do anything else, just there, don't put it in." I said, "Mom, you want it too, right? This is it. I promise to make you feel good. I want to let Mom experience real sex." Then I twisted my waist and slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. It was wet, warm, slippery and juicy. My mother's vaginal walls were very tight. Until the whole thing was inside her vagina, I stopped inside her vagina. My mother was already powerless to resist. Her whole body swayed with my thrusting.

Her breasts swayed up and down incessantly. I squeezed her breasts with both hands and thrust my penis in and out vigorously, raping my mother like an AV actress. Taking advantage of her weakness, I fucked her hard on the sofa. Her juices flowed all over the sofa. Her muffled moans excited me even more. I pressed her legs onto her breasts and squeezed her calves tightly, making her vagina even tighter. My penis hardened, and my mother's moans grew louder and louder. From humiliation, being raped, and having her son commit incest with her, to finally enjoying the pleasure my penis brought to her vagina.

My glans tingled, and I pulled my penis out, thrusting it back in forcefully, reaching her cervix. A thick stream of semen shot deep inside my mother. I pulled out my penis, ejaculating the remaining semen onto her military uniform. My penis trembled incessantly. The rank insignia on the shoulder of my mother's uniform was covered in my semen. Finally, my mother lay limp on the sofa, her body limp from a cold and exhaustion, coupled with decades of suppressed sexual desire, finally experiencing the tingling sensation of orgasm from having sex with a man. She fell asleep soon after lying down. As I looked at my mother's body, I realized I had indeed raped the mother of a soldier.

After ejaculating, my mind cleared up. I pulled my mother up to me, took off all my clothes, and carried her to the shower. My mother was half-awake and could only let me fondle her beautiful body. Her body was so soft and fragrant. Although it was just a shower, the lovemaking had made her sweat profusely. Finally, she fell into a deep sleep on the bed. Afterwards, my mother and I lay naked on the bed. I held her slender waist, and she lay on her side with her back to me. I rubbed my penis against the back of her buttocks, pressing it hard into her cleft, while my hands squeezed her breasts. The next morning, when I woke up, my mother had already left.

My mother hadn't come home for the past few days, insisting that there was something going on at the military and that I should handle it myself. I wondered if she didn't want to see me anymore. Later, I had a chance to sneak into the barracks during a new recruits' leave. I mentioned my mother's name, thinking that no one would want to cause me trouble. I'd heard that during new recruits' leave, some people used to bring their girlfriends to the barracks for sex, or even directly to the toilet for casual sex. I finally got to see my mother.

She was in her military uniform, wearing a military cap. I brought some takeout to treat the officers under her command, and then followed her. She gave me a look, indicating that she wanted me to follow her. After she finished explaining what she needed to do, I followed her to her military office, which was right behind her barracks dormitory. My hands restlessly wrapped around my mother's waist. Only then did she look at me seriously. I pulled her into my arms and bent down to kiss her, but she whispered, "Are you crazy? This is the military base. Don't exaggerate."

I said, "Mom, it's because you haven't been home for days. I was feeling restless. Come on, Mom..." I half-pulled my mother into the back bedroom and laid her down... The bedroom door was locked, and the bed was covered with neatly arranged cotton quilts. Without saying a word, I pulled out my penis. My mother frowned and said, "Wait until we get home, okay?" I half-pressed down on my mother's body, making her bend over, and held my penis erect in front of her. I pressed the back of my mother's head down with my hand, and she looked at me with her big eyes. I slowly brought the head of my penis close to my mother's mouth.

My mother turned her head away from my penis. Just then, an announcement came from outside the door, startling her. As she was about to reply, I immediately covered her mouth and whispered, "Mom, hurry up and use your hand to masturbate me, or someone will come looking for you later." I rubbed my penis against my mother's jade-like hand, and only then did she reluctantly grasp my penis and begin to masturbate it delicately.

My hand rhythmically gripped my penis, awkwardly stroking it up and down, making me feel uncomfortable. I then pressed my mother down on top of me. My mother shook her head, indicating that she didn't want to give me oral sex. I hurriedly said, "Mom, suck it for me, it'll make me cum faster. If you don't let me cum, I won't let you leave." My mother glared at me. I rubbed the head of my penis against my mother's cherry lips before slowly inserting it into her mouth. Warm saliva moistened my entire penis, and my mother rhythmically swallowed and released my penis.

Sometimes she would take the whole thing into her mouth, all the way to her throat, and sometimes she would suddenly suck the base of my penis to the glans. Her nimble tongue would scrape around the glans in circles. I could tell that my mother was in a hurry and wanted me to ejaculate quickly. Unfortunately, my endurance was pretty good. At this time, the cadres outside seemed to be in a hurry to get documents from my mother, but she wasn't there. They had no choice but to stay inside and wait for her to come back. My mother's phone was turned off, and my mother and I could hear the cadres' conversation clearly. …

I lifted my mother up and made her lean against the bedroom door. She panicked and begged me to stop, but I forced her into it, so she had no choice but to let me do as I pleased. Perhaps she already knew that I was just driven by lust and that I would leave soon after I was done. With this mindset in mind, my mother had no choice but to obediently put her hands on the door and arch her hips back and up. I skillfully unbuttoned my army pants, revealing my mother's panties.

I used my right thumb to pry open her panties, revealing the dark red cleft of her vulva. My left hand covered my mother's mouth and nose, my glans pressing against her labia. Just as my mother was about to turn around to stop me, I suddenly straightened my legs from my bent knees and thrust them forward and upward with great force. My mother let out a muffled thud. Her legs went slightly weak, her toes turned inward, and her fleshy buttocks drooped. I tightly covered my mother's mouth with my left hand, and with my right hand, I vigorously thrust into her tender hole a few times, a little different from last time.

Last time it was tight, this time it was wet and juicy, the flesh walls clearly opening and closing, gripping my penis with incredible pleasure... My thighs slammed against my mother's fleshy buttocks, making a pleasant slapping sound. I opened my mother's mouth, and she took a few deep breaths, glaring at me viciously. Through our military uniforms, we squeezed my mother's breasts and kept thrusting wildly into her honeyed lake. This rear-entry position gave me a sense of conquest, but it wasn't enough.

I pulled my mother to the bedside. She braced herself on the edge of the bed with both hands, one leg raised by me. Humiliated, I thrust into her. My mother kept her lips tightly closed. Since my friends outside the door couldn't moan loudly, especially in the military, the many tense factors made her feel even more pleasure. Sex, adultery, incest, being raped by her son in the military—my mother had long been immersed in enjoying my penis. Every thrust reached deep into her uterus.

I figured it was about time, so I pulled my penis out and sat on a chair in the dormitory. My mother looked at me, puzzled, and then I spread my legs, my penis erect and hard, covered in my mother's love juice. I asked my mother to straddle me and move her hips to orgasm. At first, my mother hesitated, but then she thought about it and took the initiative to straddle me, unbuttoning her military uniform to reveal her snow-white cleavage.

My mother looked at me with a shy expression, wiggling her hips and placing her hands on my shoulders. After a while, her movements became slower and slower. I simply thrust my hips forward and filled my mother's vagina with my own. Only then did my mother continue to sway her body back and forth. Seeing that this was not going to work, I simply held my mother's waist and supported her waist, thrusting hard up and down, kissing my mother's cleavage and her lips. My mother's hands wrapped around my neck.

With each thrust, the excitement grew, and I squeezed my mother's buttocks harder, suddenly slapping and pinching them forcefully. My mother winced in pain, her vagina contracting instantly, the sensation so intense that my penis felt incredibly tight. I ejaculated immediately, my penis trembling as it released thick semen, filling my mother's depths with white fluid. At that moment, her vaginal fluids were also flowing down my thighs. My mother quickly tidied herself up, claiming her phone was out of battery, and asked me to slip away.

After that, my sex life with my mother became more and more frequent. My mother was really lonely in the army, but... after get off work, the pleasure of having sex with her son all night long satisfied her sex life. And I conquered my mother, this officer who usually managed hundreds of people in the army, when she came home, she would lower her head and suck her son's penis, and her nipples would be greedily sucked by her son. Every night, my son and I practiced different sex techniques.

This incestuous life was kept very well hidden. Sometimes when my mother couldn't take leave, I would find an excuse to sneak into her military camp. If I couldn't go in, I would wait for her at the hotel outside. My mother would find an excuse to go on official business, which was a good time for our affair. Raping my mother in her military uniform gave me even more pleasure. The woman I raped was my incestuous mother, but also a serious soldier. Every time I had sex with my mother, I was always very excited.

This kind of life continued until I joined the army and was assigned to my mother's unit. Of course, some people got in through connections. Whenever there was official business, I could openly have an affair with my mother. It was incredibly enjoyable. Not to mention, my mother knew quite a few female officers. They were women in their thirties and forties who were like wolves and tigers. It seems there are quite a few lonely women in the army. Occasionally having sex with some young female soldiers is not bad, hehe.

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