The feeling of having sex with a young boy for the first time

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I'm almost 36 years old. The saying "thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger" is absolutely true. My sex drive has grown stronger over the years, so strong that even the slightest stimulation can set me ablaze with desire, making it impossible to control myself. My husband is often away on business trips and frequently seeks a mistress; there are also many men around me.

However, traditional Chinese morality has prevented me from taking that dangerous step. Whenever my sexual desire rises, I can only suppress it deeply within myself. But my temper is becoming increasingly volatile; people at work are afraid of me, my colleagues are afraid to talk to me, and I feel even more alone and helpless.

I work as an accountant at a telecommunications company; the work isn't too busy. Every day I wear outdated clothes and have a dull face at work. Besides reporting invoices for my colleagues, there's not much else to do. At this time, I usually go online.

Chatting on OICQ has become my main pastime after work. There, I rediscovered the feeling of being a beautiful woman 10 years ago; countless male netizens greeted me enthusiastically, trying their best to show off in front of me. But I never met any of my online friends because online I'm an innocent 18-year-old girl. If those young men knew I was almost 40, I'm really afraid of what might happen.

Two months ago, the company gave each of us a computer with free internet access. So, after going home and cooking for my 12-year-old son, going online became my favorite thing to do.

One day, I met a netizen with a very unique name—the kind of name that immediately gets you excited. He quietly sent me a message: "Are you happy with your sex life?"

Curiosity led me to secretly open another window, the Entertainment Space. There, I discovered the address I had long sought for sexual release.

As each explicit piece of erotic literature conveyed its lustful intent, my lower body felt like it was on fire; my uterus contracted, my vagina spasmed, and my underwear quickly became wet. As I read the obscene content, I masturbated incessantly, repeatedly bringing myself to orgasm with each spasm. That night, I didn't log off until my son returned from evening study. I dragged my exhausted legs to bed, my mind still replaying the story, my fingers continuing to guide my fantasies.

The next day at work, many colleagues were surprised, remarking on how beautiful I had become. I think it was because I had achieved sexual satisfaction that I was finally freed from sexual repression. A smile returned to my face, and life began to feel better.

After getting home from work that evening, I hid in my room, took off my clothes, and looked closely at the young woman in the mirror. Although she was almost forty, her figure was still like a young girl's, but with a maturity beyond that. Her skin was as white as jade, and her proud breasts, though slightly sagging, gave a sense of weight and allure. And her dark pubic hair was incredibly tempting. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head.

After arranging for my son to eat dinner, I went to the mall alone to buy clothes. I quickly bought the sexy clothes and lingerie I liked, along with a set of high-end cosmetics, at the mall.

When I got home, my son had already gone to evening study. I was all alone again. I took off all my clothes and started carefully grooming myself in front of the mirror. I lightly applied foundation, meticulously drew my eyebrows, applied heavy eyeshadow and lipstick, and then tied my hair up with a ribbon! I changed into my new black lingerie, flesh-colored stockings, a mini-skirt and a tight-fitting bodysuit, and slipped on high heels.

When I stood in front of the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself as my usual serious self. I stared at my reflection in the mirror with half-closed eyes, trying my best to seduce myself with a provocative expression.

My lower body quickly became wet again. I caressed my proud breasts with my hands, which slowly slid down. I took off my underwear, turned on the computer, and entered the entertainment world, opening one erotic article after another. When I saw so many articles about mothers and sons committing incest, I masturbated while fantasizing about my son's face. I followed the development of the plot with my fantasy.

Oh my god! What's wrong with me? My child is only 12 years old. He's just a junior high school student. Although he's still developing, he's still a teenager. I continued to fantasize, stirring with my nimble fingers, taking me to heaven again and again.

When I reached my climax, I actually called out my son's name. I stood in front of the mirror again, looking at the disheveled, dazed-eyed woman reflected in it. I couldn't resist the urge again. My God! What a lewd woman I am! Time flies, and before I knew it, my son was home. I quickly tidied my hair and hurriedly shut down the computer.

Opening his bedroom door, I saw him sitting obediently at his desk reading, and I felt incredibly ashamed. "Xiaowen, is your homework important?" My son didn't even look up and said it was nothing, very simple.

I walked behind him, put my hand on his shoulder, and suddenly felt a masculine sensation, like an electric shock. My son was developing, his height increasing rapidly. I involuntarily let out a soft moan.

My son turned to look at me, his eyes filled with surprise. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Looking into his innocent eyes, I suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt. "It's nothing, Mom is happy to see you studying hard." My son looked me up and down in surprise. Meeting his gaze, I suddenly remembered that I was still naked under my short skirt, not wearing underwear, and my breasts were being pushed up high by my bra. My lower body felt hot and itchy. Sure enough, Xiao Wen's eyes were fixed on my firm breasts.

I silently cried out in my heart! "Dear Xiao Wen, touch them! Quickly squeeze Mom's wanton breasts with your hands!" My legs were trembling, and I felt a lot of water flowing out from my lower body. I didn't know if he could smell the fishy odor. "

Mom, what's wrong? Why are you dressed like that?" Xiaowen's voice was a little slurred. "

Oh! Nothing, Mom just went to a friend's party, so I'm dressed like this." I tried to lie in a calm tone. "Go study! Mom's going to take a shower."

I hurriedly escaped from Xiaowen's room. I felt his eyes were always staring at my thighs.

I escaped to the bathroom, my fingers touching my pubic hair and wet labia, the honey-like fluid sticking to my petals. Oh, Xiaowen. My right middle finger quickly slipped inside. Fantasizing about seducing Xiaowen, my fingers quickened their movements, my small fingers skillfully teasing my engorged clitoris. I struggled to turn on the water valve, silently calling Xiaowen's name.

I was completely lost. I stepped into the bathtub, letting the hot water splash over my skin. I walked to the bathroom door, gently opening it a crack. Xiaowen's room was right there. "

Xiaowen, come and see Mommy's wanton body!" my heart screamed. My fingers tirelessly stirred, and I reached another climax in this incestuous fantasy. Imagining my son holding me and thrusting into me, my juices flowed freely.

The lucidity after the climax was nothing but endless self-blame and guilt. After changing my clothes, I walked out of the bathroom and into the room. Suddenly, I felt incredibly shameless, and tears silently streamed down my face. I thought, for Xiaowen's sake and for my own, I can't stay away from a man. I'm afraid I'll lose control in front of my son, and he'll look down on me for the rest of his life.

I decided, I'll find a man tomorrow.

A few weeks later, I still didn't find a man, spending my days in masturbation and fantasies.

One morning at breakfast, "

Mom, you look so good in that!" Xiaowen exclaimed loudly from behind.

"Really?" I smiled. "You little rascal, I don't know where you learned these lies to make this old woman happy."

"It's true, Mom is getting better and better at dressing up. Much prettier than before," Xiaowen kept exclaiming .

"Oh? What was Mom like before?" My face seems to be turning red.

You used to never dress up, and you looked so dowdy, unlike my classmates' moms who always knew how to dress. Now you've learned. You look good, but it's still not enough. You don't know how to coordinate outfits; sometimes it's neither stylish nor tacky. But it's already very good. Xiao Wen seemed quite enthusiastic. "

So, how should Mom coordinate her outfits?" I asked him curiously. "

Do you want me to tell you? Forget it, I'm just a kid, do I need to teach you?" Xiao Wen hesitated a bit. "Go ahead

and say it! No offense to the speaker! Three heads are better than one!" My ears were burning; I actually cared a lot about my son's opinion. I really wanted to dress in a way that my son wanted to see.

Actually, Mom, you have such a great figure. Xiaowen glanced at me, and seeing that I didn't say anything, she said, "You have such a great figure, all the right curves, you shouldn't be covered up in thick clothes. You should show it off, be sexy, be revealing."

My juices started flowing from my private parts again, and I could feel them wetting my underwear. This child is so young, yet he can use such vocabulary. What is he trying to do? Has his aesthetic sense already started to focus on a woman's figure? I felt my heart start pounding. "Then help Mom pick out a few outfits to put together, and Mom will wear them for you, okay?" Good heavens, what am I saying!

Xiaowen seemed a little thirsty. She stretched her neck and said, "Okay!"

When I changed into the clothes Xiaowen had picked out for me and came out, Xiaowen looked around nervously, avoiding my gaze.

My uterus was spasming again. I pretended to be calm and asked, "How about this? Can Mom go out like this?

" Xiaowen stammered, "It's okay, but your bra is too big. It's showing. So it looks a little awkward!"

"Really? You child, most of Mom's breasts are showing, and you still think it's too big? Do you have to go completely naked to make it okay?" A strange, burning sensation, which I didn't understand myself, flowed deep within my body. "Okay, Mom will dress up as you wish today."

I noticed that Xiaowen was a little restless. I took off my bra, put on the white jacket my son had picked out, and my protruding nipples were itchy to the point of pain. "Are you really going to go out like this, without a bra?" My private parts were burning. I took a deep breath and simply took off my underwear. A cool breeze gently caressed my private parts.

How does this look? I walked up to Xiaowen. Xiaowen seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze. "It's fine, it's just that the clothes are a bit big. It makes your

breasts swell up when you walk." "Hehe, you're quite the smooth talker." "Okay, then, change into a smaller jacket." I said, walking into the house.

Back in the room, before the door was even closed, I wiped away the fluid from my private parts with my hand. I couldn't take it anymore, it was about to flow out. The burning sensation deep inside my uterus, and the nipples rubbing against my clothes, made them even more swollen and painful!

I found a low-cut top from a few years ago. It seems I really am getting old, I've gained some weight, and the clothes are actually a bit tight. But after taking a deep breath, I managed to put the top on. Looking in the mirror, my breasts were squeezed tightly together, appearing so large and exuding a seductive charm of a young woman. The two small nipples pushed against the front of my clothes, creating two tiny polka dots.

I stood before my son again, accepting his scrutiny. Ah, Xiaowen, do you see Mommy's devilish figure? Do you want it? Mommy will give it to you; you can have it however you want, okay? I silently said in my heart, looking at him with tender eyes. My fair breasts reflected a dazzling white light.

Hmm! Not bad. Very good! Xiaowen relaxed a little, but his cheeks were even redder than before. However, he remained seated on the sofa.

Couldn't he stand up? Was Xiaowen's little penis hard too? I analyzed in my mind. The thought of my son's erection intensified the sharp pain deep within my genitals. I desperately wanted to touch it myself, to soothe myself. No, I couldn't stop myself; I was about to make a mistake.

I hurriedly sent my son off to school, and as he left his room, I collapsed onto the sofa. I hastily touched my private parts, which were already incredibly wet. No, ah, how could I be so wanton? I masturbated again with gusto. I

called work and called in sick. Wearing the clothes my son had chosen for me, I walked down the street, and sure enough, almost every man stared at me with lustful eyes. Did they know I was only wearing a jacket, not even underwear?

No, I couldn't bear it; my intense physical needs couldn't be without physical contact. I squeezed onto a bus that was heading somewhere I didn't know. The bus was packed, and I felt a man pressed tightly against me. My body felt even more aroused by the man's caresses, and my private parts became even itchier.

I could feel the man behind me pressing his hard thing against my buttocks. With the bus's swaying, the pressure felt incredibly good, and I tried my best to clench my teeth to suppress a happy moan. Suddenly, I felt a hand begin to move intentionally or unintentionally over my buttocks.

Seeing that I didn't react, the hand boldly lifted my short skirt, seemingly oblivious to my presence, and began to move towards my private parts. Just as it was about to touch my wet private parts, I suddenly grabbed the hand.

Perhaps because it was my first time, I reacted nervously, gripping his hand tightly. I turned around and a young face came into view.

It was a boy, not much older than my son. His pale face was drained of color. "Why pretend to be so tough? Get off the bus with me." Without a word, I dragged him to the door. Everyone on the bus was watching us, and I tried my best to appear calm.

After getting off, the boy suddenly begged me to spare his sister, and I hesitated.

To be honest, hearing "sister" instantly dispelled my anger. I led him to a quieter spot. "Why did I do that?"

the little rascal asked. "Because you're so pretty, I couldn't resist touching you!" he shrugged. "

Hmph! Pretty, really?" "What did you use to press against my butt just now?" My private parts are a bit wet again. "

It's my little penis. When I leaned against you, my little penis got hard on its own." The child said softly, head down. "

How old are you?" "16!"

My private parts spasmed again. 16 years old, older than my son.

Suddenly, the thought of understanding the sexual abilities of a child this age popped into my mind!

I took the child to a hotel and booked a room.

After sitting on the bed in the room, I leaned against it. My thighs were stretched out and rested on the headboard. I saw the child's head drooping, his eyes sneaking glances at me, wandering over my thighs.

Hmm, see! I thought to myself, and spread my legs a little wider. I felt something leaking out.

Answer my questions honestly and do as I say, or I'll tell your parents and school, and have the police arrest you. Did you hear me?

What's your name? Oh, Ma Chao. Hehe, I didn't realize you were so precocious. Thinking about women at such a young age. Do you have a girlfriend? Not yet? Okay, now take off your pants and let me see if you're old enough to have one. I pretended to be very serious.

Ma Chao trembled as he took off his pants, and I couldn't believe my eyes. I saw a clearly adult's magnificent penis, proudly and defiantly threatening me.

A ferocious animal's red head was filled with purple blood, radiating a palpable surge of male desire. A large, thick male organ was exposed before me; aside from a few fine pubic hairs, it indicated he was still a child. Judging solely by its size, it was impossible to associate it with a 13-year-old boy, yet it undeniably protruded from this small, weak child's body. "

Come here, let Auntie touch it." As he approached, I suddenly grabbed his ferocious penis with a yearning hand. It was so hot, the pulse throbbing so strongly. Under my caresses, the boy's penis straightened a little more, a clear, sticky fluid seeping from its dark red tip. The boy let out muffled moans. "
Have you ever been with a woman?"

No. The boy, with half-closed eyes and a slightly enjoying posture, said, "Sister, it feels so good to hold my little cock!"

I couldn't take it anymore; I longed for this boy's penis to penetrate my genitals. I couldn't hold back any longer. Quick, take off your clothes! I hurriedly tore off the boy's clothes, stripping him naked.

I pulled him into my arms, and the boy's weight pressed against me, giving me temporary comfort.

I couldn't help but moan. The boy's hands began to caress my breasts; he unbuttoned my clothes, and my breasts bounced out, unwilling to be left out. My fair mounds of flesh were roughly grabbed and squeezed by the boy, his forceful hands giving my body, which was eager to release its pent-up desire, a release.

My fleshy mounds were being constantly kneaded, my erect nipples gently sucked and bitten by the boy's lips. The continuous, rough caresses made my mature female body tremble with pleasure. A joyful moan escaped from deep within my throat, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed from my vulva.

I guided the boy's weapon with my hand, his penis pressing against my genitals. The painful, sensitive flesh finally experienced a sense of relief from the pressure. The boy raised his head, looking at my private parts, watching how I guided his penis into my secret cave. The swollen tip of his penis pressed against the narrow, moist labia. "Quick, come in quickly," I pleaded with the boy.

The boy's buttocks sank down, his swollen labia parted alluringly, and the mature, pale pink flesh swallowed my penis. Almost simultaneously, we both let out a sound of satisfaction.

The boy's clumsy, stiff thrusting brought indescribable pleasure; his young, powerful pounding and rhythmic movements sent waves of ecstasy through me. After a rough breath, he threw his head back and thrust his weapon deep into my vagina, the glans, like a small fist, pressing against my cervix. Each tremor represented our rising and falling orgasms. The boy pressed his lower body tightly against mine, his eyes closed, savoring the pleasure.

As he lay on top of me, I could feel his penis gradually softening and shrinking inside my vagina. "Is that all?" I asked.

"Can such a young child ejaculate?" I pushed him away, and a large amount of white semen and my own vaginal fluid flowed from my vaginal opening—more than I could have imagined. The smell of male semen permeated my entire body, further igniting my unquenched desire. "

What's wrong?" I asked, knowing the answer

already. "Sister, it felt so good, I ejaculated. I've never felt this good when I do it myself.

" "Really? Let me touch it." I grabbed the boy's penis, looking at the pink glans, so cute and alluring, and couldn't resist taking it into my mouth, sucking hard.

The boy seemed surprised, and moaned happily again. His penis gradually swelled in my mouth as I sucked on it. The boy closed his eyes, his face showing an expression of immersion. I swallowed as much of his glans as possible, all the way to the base. The thick glans pressed against my throat, and I felt something overflowing from it. My whole body tensed up.

I couldn't hold back any longer and pushed the boy down. The boy lay on the bed, raised his hand, and fiercely grabbed and squeezed my heavy breasts that hung in front of my chest, making a smacking sound of surprise.

I held the boy's thick, fleshy penis, aimed it at my vaginal opening that was about to drip with lustful fluid, and thrust down. An intense pleasure shot from my lower body straight up to my brain. The long, fleshy penis pressed its tip heavily against my cervix. I felt my whole body go limp, yet I couldn't pull myself away. I could only twist my hips back and forth. Under my intense grinding, the boy also kept thrusting upwards.

The movements became more and more intense, the pleasure more and more intense. My son Xiaowen's face appeared in my mind. I closed my eyes, fantasizing that it was my son Xiaowen below me. I gripped the boy's shoulders tightly with my hands.

In urgent moans, I asked him to call me "Mom." The boy, panting heavily, uttered the cry of "Mom." It seemed that the boy also regarded me as his mother. Yuko's butt hole couldn't help but react with pleasure at the feeling of the hot and hard cock. The vagina finally contracted violently, and the vaginal flesh tightly bit the boy's cock. I finally went limp on top and collapsed on the boy's body.

The boy was not satisfied yet. He roughly turned me over and pointed my slutty ass towards him. I stuck my ass out like a bitch and faced him with my wet ass. The strong sense of shame made me resist, but the young man's delicate body burst out with powerful power.

Pushing me down on the bed, he inserted his raging cock from behind again.

My vagina, which had just reached climax, was in pain due to his rough penetration, and his hands cruelly pinched my nipples. I let out a painful groan, which only fueled his lust. He thrust violently, and the pain gradually subsided, replaced by increasingly intense pleasure.

"Mommy, how's my cock?" The boy was also fully immersed in playing the role of incestuous mother and son. "

Oh! ~~, son, my dear son, Mommy loves it so much. Faster, faster, fuck me~~~

Mommy, your little hole feels so good, it feels so good gripping my cock!" The boy panted and increased the speed of his thrusts. I knew his climax was coming.

But I didn't want him to come so fast, because my pleasure was gradually reaching its peak. I tried to twist my hips, trying to escape the invasion of his penis. I said seductively, "No, I'm your mother, how can you do this?"

The boy pleaded urgently, "Mom, give it to me, quick~~!"

"Give you what?" I asked seductively, looking at his swollen, red glans, glistening with my white, lustful fluid. "

Give me your hole, I want it!" the boy said urgently, gripping his thick penis. "

No, you're too good, it's too much for Mom. Mom won't let you in!" I said, my eyes filled with allure, trying to look at him with a captivating charm. "

Mom, please, give it to me! I'll do anything you want!" the boy begged, almost pleading. Looking at him, I felt a thrill of conquest. "

Then let Mom lick her toes," I said proudly, raising my white, tender thigh and extending my leg towards the boy. Without a second thought, the boy took my foot into his mouth and sucked hard on my toes. The tingling, itchy feeling was strange, but incredibly pleasurable.

"No, lick Mommy's here." I pulled my foot out, spread my legs wantonly, and pointed to my genitals. "Wipe all this wetness off, and Mommy will let you do it."

The boy lay between my legs like a dog, greedily licking me with his tongue. My clitoris quickly became engorged with blood under the kisses of his red tongue. His soft tongue tip skillfully played with my clitoris, and I groaned loudly, pressing his head hard against my genitals. I imagined my son, Xiaowen, licking me. The

boy's tongue licked more and more vigorously, and my genitals and clitoris were also being teased by his tongue, quickly sending waves of pleasure through my body. I felt so good, I felt like I was dying. The boy's hot tongue gave me more pleasure than my fingers. I felt like a drowning person in the ocean, unable to breathe, yet incredibly comfortable, my body rising and falling gently with the waves.

My vagina contracted rapidly, and my thighs involuntarily clamped around the boy's head. His hands squeezed my breasts, and my whole body tensed, as I pleasurably enjoyed the impact of the orgasm. As I gradually calmed down, I realized that the boy had already inserted two fingers into my vagina during my orgasm. No wonder I had such a high orgasm.

The boy eagerly tried to penetrate, but I refused him because my vagina was very sensitive after an orgasm, and it would hurt if I did it again. I pushed him away, and I think I must have looked at him with that wanton, seductive gaze. "

Mom, please, let me in, okay?" the boy pleaded, almost begging, as he held his red penis.

A feeling of dominating men filled me with pride, and I suddenly looked down on the boy in front of me. The idea of toying with men grew stronger in my mind. "

Go, take my socks with your mouth." "If you listen to your mother, I'll let you do it, okay?" I tried to use seductive words to persuade him.

The boy obediently crawled off the bed and brought my stockings to me with his mouth. I found it amusing to watch his erect penis sway back and forth. "Come here, let Mommy touch it." "What's this?" I asked, pulling on the boy's penis. "

It's a penis, Mommy." The boy, with my stockings in his mouth, closed his eyes, looking completely absorbed. "

Why is your penis so big? Is there something dirty inside?" I asked, using my hand to remove the dirty stuff from his penis. I released my grip on his penis.

The boy knelt beside me, rapidly stroking it with his hand, while his other hand caressed my body and breasts. A moment later, his hand, which had been holding my breast, gripped it tightly. My soft breasts ached from his forceful squeezing. Then I saw a stream of white fluid gush from the boy's purplish-red glans, followed by a powerful spurt of semen that sprayed onto my face, neck, and breasts…

Afterward, the boy collapsed beside me, panting, a blissful expression on his face.

The boy's sexual prowess was truly remarkable. That day, we spent almost all our time in bed except for meals. When he had the energy, he would be on top, and when he got tired, I would rub against him. Honestly, that day was incredibly pleasurable.

We didn't leave the hotel until after 8 PM. When it was time to part, the boy was reluctant to leave. I was very satisfied with him, so I promised to visit him again. I remembered that he was a student in Class 2, Grade 8 at Nanjing No. 2 Middle School. In the taxi, we were still very affectionate. The young man's teasing made me want to have sex again. Unfortunately, two things disappointed me that day. One was that his home was very close, and the other was that the taxi driver was a woman. Otherwise, I would have thought...

Sigh, I'm such a lewd woman. I want to have sex with middle school or high school students. I feel that making love with underage students is very exciting.

[The End]

I am a woman who is almost 36 years old. As the saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," and that's absolutely true. In recent years, my sex drive has become stronger and stronger, so strong that I can be ignited by the slightest stimulation at any time, and my whole body is unable to control itself. My husband is often away on business trips and often wants to find a lover. There are also many men around him.

But traditional Chinese morality prevented me from taking that dangerous step. Whenever my sexual desire arose, I could only suppress it deep inside. However, my temper grew increasingly volatile; people at work were afraid of me, my colleagues dared not speak to me, and I felt utterly alone and helpless.

I worked as an accountant at a telecommunications company; the work wasn't particularly busy. Every day I wore outdated clothes and wore a dull expression to work. Besides reporting invoices for my colleagues, I didn't have much else to do. At this time, I usually went online.

Chatting on OICQ became my main pastime. There, I rediscovered the feeling of being a beautiful woman 10 years ago; countless male netizens greeted me enthusiastically, desperately trying to impress me. But I've never met any of my online friends in person because online I'm like an innocent 18-year-old girl. I'm really afraid of what might happen if those young guys knew I'm almost 40.

Two months ago, the company gave each of us a computer with free internet access. So, after cooking for my 12-year-old son at home, surfing the internet became my favorite thing to do.

One day, I met a netizen with a very unique name—the kind that immediately gets you excited. He quietly sent me a message asking, "Are you happy with your sex life?"

Curiosity led me to secretly open an extra window and go to the "Entertainment Space" section. There, I discovered the address I'd been searching for for sexual release.

As the explicit erotic literature unfolded, my lower body felt like it was on fire. My uterus contracted, my vagina spasmed, and my underwear quickly became damp. As I read the obscene content, I masturbated repeatedly, bringing myself to orgasm with each spasm. That night, I didn't log off until my son returned from evening study. I dragged my exhausted legs to bed, my mind still replaying the story, my fingers continuing to guide my fantasies.

The next day at work, many colleagues were surprised to see how beautiful I looked. I think it was because I had achieved sexual satisfaction; I had finally broken free from sexual repression. A smile began to appear on my face, and life started to feel better.

After getting home from work that evening, I hid in my room, took off my clothes, and looked closely at the young woman in the mirror. Although she was almost forty, her figure was still like a young girl's, but with a maturity beyond that. Her skin was as white as jade, and her breasts, though slightly sagging, gave them a weighty feel. And her dark pubic hair was incredibly alluring. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head.

After arranging for my son to eat dinner, I went to the mall alone to buy clothes. I quickly bought the sexy clothes and lingerie I liked, along with a set of high-end cosmetics.

When I got home, my son had already gone to his evening study session. I was all alone at home again. I took off all my clothes and started carefully grooming myself in front of the mirror. I lightly applied foundation, meticulously drew my eyebrows, put on heavy eyeshadow and lipstick, and then tied my hair up with a ribbon! I changed into my new black underwear, flesh-colored stockings, a miniskirt and a tight-fitting bodysuit, and slipped on high heels.

When I stood in front of the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself as my usual serious self. I looked at myself in the mirror with half-closed eyes, trying my best to seduce myself with a provocative expression.

My lower body quickly became wet again. I caressed my proud breasts with my hands, my hands slowly sliding down. I took off my underwear, turned on the computer, entered the entertainment world, and opened one erotic article after another. When I saw so many articles about mothers and sons committing incest, I masturbated while fantasizing about my son's face. My fantasies followed the unfolding plot.

Oh my god! What's wrong with me? My child is only 12 years old, just a middle school student, still developing, but still a teenager. I continued to fantasize, stirring with my nimble fingers, bringing me to heaven again and again.

When I reached orgasm, I even called out my son's name. I stood in front of the mirror again, looking at the disheveled, dazed-eyed woman reflected there. I couldn't resist the urge again. God! What a lewd woman I am! Time flies, and before I knew it, my son was home. I quickly tidied my hair and hurriedly shut down the computer.

Opening his bedroom door, I saw him sitting obediently at his desk reading. I felt incredibly ashamed. "Xiaowen, is your homework important?" My son didn't even look up, saying it was nothing, very simple.

I walked behind him, put my hand on his shoulder, and suddenly felt a masculine sensation, like an electric shock. My son was developing, his height increasing rapidly. I involuntarily let out a soft "uh."

My son turned to look at me, his eyes filled with surprise. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Looking into my son's innocent eyes, I suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt. "It's nothing, Mom is happy to see you studying hard." My son looked me up and down in surprise. Meeting his gaze, I suddenly remembered that I was naked under my short skirt, not wearing underwear, and my breasts were being pushed up high by my bra. My lower body felt hot and itchy. Sure enough, Xiaowen's eyes were fixed on my firm breasts.

I silently cried out in my heart! "Darling Xiaowen, touch them! Squeeze Mommy's wanton breasts with your hands!" My legs trembled, and I felt a lot of fluid flowing from my lower body. I didn't know if he had smelled the fishy smell. "

Mom, what's wrong? Why are you dressed like this?" Xiaowen's voice sounded a little swaying.

"Oh! It's nothing, Mom just went to a friend's party, that's why I'm dressed like this." I tried to lie in a calm tone. "Go study! Mom's going to take a shower."

I hurriedly escaped from Xiaowen's room. I kept feeling his eyes staring at my thighs.

I fled to the bathroom, my fingers touching pubic hair and moist labia, glistening with honey-like fluid. Oh, Xiaowen. My right middle finger quickly slipped inside. Fantasizing about seducing Xiaowen, my finger stirred faster, my small fingers skillfully playing with my engorged clitoris. I struggled to turn on the water valve, silently calling Xiaowen's name.

I was completely frantic. I stepped into the bathtub, letting the hot water splash onto my skin. I walked to the bathroom door, gently opening it a crack. Xiaowen's room was right there.

Xiaowen, come and see Mommy's wanton body! My heart screamed. My fingers, tirelessly stirring, brought me to another climax in a fantasy of incest. Imagining my son holding me and thrusting into me, I became aroused.

The afterglow of the climax brought endless self-reproach and guilt. After changing my clothes, I left the bathroom and went to my room. Suddenly, I felt incredibly shameless, and tears silently streamed down my face. I thought, for Xiaowen's sake and for my own, I have to find a man. I'm afraid I'll lose control in front of my son, and he'll look down on me for the rest of his life.

I decided, I'll find a man tomorrow.

A few weeks later, I still didn't find a man, spending my days in masturbation and fantasies.

One morning at breakfast,

"Mom, you look so good in that!" Xiaowen shouted from behind. "

Really?" I smiled. "You little rascal, I don't know where you learned these sweet nothings to make this old woman happy.

Really, Mommy's getting better and better at dressing up. Much prettier than before!" Xiaowen kept exclaiming.

"Oh? What was Mommy like before?" My face seemed to turn red. "

You used to never dress up, you looked so plain, unlike my classmates' moms who dress so well. Now you've learned. You look good, but still not quite right. You don't know how to coordinate outfits, sometimes it's even a bit tacky." "But it's already very good." Xiaowen was quite enthusiastic. "

So, how should Mommy coordinate outfits?" I asked him curiously. "

Do you want me to tell you?" "Forget it, I'm just a kid, do I need to teach you?" Xiaowen hesitated a bit. "

Go ahead! No offense to the speaker!" Three cobblers with their wits combined can equal one Zhuge Liang! My ears were burning; I was actually quite concerned about my son's opinion. I really wanted to dress in a way that he wanted to see. "

Actually, Mom, you have such a great figure." Xiao Wen glanced at me, and seeing that I didn't say anything, he said, "You have such a great figure, the right curves are in all the right places, you shouldn't be covered up in thick clothes. You should show it off as much as possible, be sexy, be revealing."

Honey-like fluid flowed from my private parts again; I could feel it wetting my underwear. This child is so young, yet he can use such vocabulary. What is he trying to do? Has his aesthetic sense already started to notice a woman's figure? I felt my heart start pounding. "Then can you help Mom pick out a few clothes to match, and Mom will wear them for you, okay?" Oh my god, what am I saying!

Xiaowen seemed a little thirsty. She stretched her neck and said, "Okay!"

When I came out wearing the clothes Xiaowen had picked out for me, she looked around nervously, avoiding my gaze.

My uterus was cramping again. I pretended to be calm and asked, "How is it? Can Mommy go out like this?

" Xiaowen stammered, "It's okay, but your bra is too big, it's showing. So it looks a little awkward!" "

Really? You child, most of Mommy's breasts are showing, and you still think it's too big? Do you have to go naked and show them all?" A strange, burning sensation, which I didn't understand myself, flowed deep within my body. "Okay, Mommy will dress you up as you wish today."

I noticed Xiaowen was a little restless. I took off my bra, put on the white jacket my son had picked out, and my protruding nipples were itching painfully. Should I just go out like this, without anything underneath? My private parts were burning, so I took a deep breath and simply took off my underwear too. A cool breeze gently caressed my private parts.

How does this look? I walked up to Xiaowen. Xiaowen seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze. "It's fine, it's just that the clothes are a bit big, it makes you look all bouncy when you walk."

Hehe, you're quite the talker. "Okay, change into a smaller jacket." I said, walking into the house.

Back in the room, before the door was even closed, I wiped away the fluid from my private parts with my hand. I couldn't take it anymore, it was about to flow out. The heat deep inside my womb, combined with the chafing of my nipples from the clothes, made them even more swollen and painful!

I found a low-cut top from a few years ago. I guess I really am getting old; I've gained some weight, and my clothes are even a bit tight. But after taking a deep breath, I managed to pull them on. Looking in the mirror, my breasts were squeezed together tightly, appearing so large, exuding a seductive charm of a young woman. The two small round nipples pushed against the front of my clothes, creating two little protrusions.

I stood before my son again, accepting his scrutiny. "Ah, Xiaowen, do you see Mommy's devilish figure? Do you want it? Mommy's yours, take it however you want, okay?" I said silently in my heart, looking at him with tender eyes. My fair breasts reflected a dazzling white light.

Hmm! Not bad. Very good! Xiaowen relaxed a little, but his cheeks were even redder than before. However, he remained seated on the sofa.

Can't I stand up? Is Xiaowen's penis hard too? My mind raced. The thought of my son's erection intensified the sharp pain deep within my genitals. I desperately wanted to touch it, to comfort myself. No, I couldn't stop myself from making a mistake.

I hurriedly sent my son off to school, and as he left his room, I collapsed onto the sofa. I hastily touched my private parts, which were already incredibly wet. No, ah, how could I be so lewd? I masturbated again with pleasure. I

called my workplace and called in sick. Wearing the clothes my son had chosen for me, I walked onto the street, and sure enough, almost every man stared at me with lustful eyes. Did they know I was only wearing a jacket, and not even underwear?

No, I couldn't resist the intense physical urges. I squeezed onto a bus that was heading somewhere I didn't know. The bus was packed, and I could feel a man pressed tightly against me. My body felt even stronger after being caressed by the man, and my private parts were even itchier.

I could feel the man behind me pressing his hard thing against my buttocks. With the swaying of the bus, the pressure felt so good, and I tried my best to bite my teeth so I wouldn't let out a happy moan. Suddenly, I felt a hand begin to move intentionally or unintentionally on my buttocks.

Seeing that I didn't react, that hand boldly lifted my short skirt and began to move towards my private parts. Just as he was about to touch my wet private parts, I suddenly grabbed his hand.

Perhaps because it was my first time, I reacted nervously, gripping his hand tightly. I turned around and a young face came into view.

It was a boy, not much older than my son. His pale face was deathly pale with fright. "Why are you pretending to be so tough? Get off the bus with me." Without a word, I dragged him to the door. Everyone on the bus was watching us, and I tried my best to appear calm.

After getting off the bus, the boy suddenly begged me to spare his sister, and I hesitated.

To be honest, hearing "sister" suddenly made my anger disappear. I led him to a quieter place. Why did I do that?

"Because my sister is so pretty, I couldn't resist touching her!" the little rascal sneered. "

Hmph! Pretty, isn't she? What were you using to press against her butt just now?" My private parts were getting a little wet again. "

It's my little penis. When I leaned against my sister, my little penis got hard on its own." The child said softly, head down. "

How old are you?" "16!"

My private parts spasmed again. 16 years old, older than my son.

Suddenly, the thought of understanding the sexual abilities of a child this age surfaced in my mind!

I took the child to a hotel and booked a room.

After sitting on the bed, I leaned back, my thighs stretched out over the headboard. I saw the child's head drooping, his eyes sneaking glances at me, lingering on my thighs.

"Hmm, see!" I thought to myself, as his legs spread wider. I felt something leaking out. "

Answer my questions honestly and do as I say, or I'll tell your parents and school, and have the police arrest you. Did you hear me?

What's your name? Oh, Ma Chao. Hehe, I didn't realize you were so precocious. Thinking about women at such a young age. Do you have a girlfriend? Not yet? Okay, now take off your pants, let me see if you're old enough to have a girlfriend." I pretended to be very serious.

Ma Chao trembled as he pulled down his pants. I couldn't believe my eyes; I saw a clearly adult's magnificent penis, defiantly threatening me.

A ferocious animal's red head was filled with purple blood, radiating a palpable surge of male desire. A large, thick male organ was exposed before me. Apart from a few fine pubic hairs, it indicated he was still a child. Judging solely by its size, it was impossible to associate it with a 13-year-old boy, yet it undeniably protruded from this small, weak child's body. "

Come here, let Auntie touch it." As he approached, I suddenly grabbed his ferocious penis with a yearning hand. It was so hot, the pulse throbbing so strongly. The boy's penis, under my caresses, straightened further, a clear, sticky fluid seeping from its dark red tip. He let out soft moans. "
Have you ever been with a woman?"

"No." The boy, his eyes half-closed in a slightly pleasurable manner, said, "Sister, it feels so good to hold my little cock!"

I couldn't take it anymore; I longed for this boy's penis to penetrate my genitals. I couldn't hold back any longer. Quick, take your clothes off! I frantically tore open the boy's clothes, stripping him naked.

I pulled him into my arms; his weight pressed against me, offering temporary comfort.

I couldn't help but moan. The boy's hands began to caress my breasts. He unbuttoned my clothes, and my breasts, not wanting to be left out, sprang forth. My fair mounds of flesh were roughly grasped and kneaded by the boy, his forceful hands giving my body an urgent release.

My mounds of flesh were constantly being kneaded, and my erect nipples were gently sucked and bitten by the boy's lips. The continuous, rough caresses made my mature female body tremble with pleasure. A joyful moan escaped from deep within my throat, and a large amount of lustful fluid flowed from my vulva.

I used my hands to guide the boy's weapon, and his penis pressed against my genitals. The painful, lustful flesh finally felt a sense of relief from the pressure. The boy raised his head, looking at my private parts, watching how I guided his penis into my secret cave. The swollen tip of his penis pressed against the narrow, moist labia. "Quick, come in!" I pleaded with the boy, almost begging.

His buttocks sank down, his swollen labia parted alluringly, and the mature, pale pink walls of flesh swallowed his penis. Almost simultaneously, we both let out a sound of satisfaction.

The boy's clumsy, stiff thrusting brought indescribable pleasure; his young, powerful pounding and rhythmic movements sent waves of ecstasy through me. After a rough breath, he threw his head back and thrust his weapon deep into my vagina, the glans, like a small fist, pressing against my cervix. Each tremor represented our rising and falling orgasms. The boy pressed his lower body tightly against mine, his eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure.

As he lay on top of me, I could feel his penis gradually softening and shrinking inside my vagina. "Is that all?" I asked.

"Can such a young child ejaculate?" I pushed him away, and a large amount of white semen and my own vaginal fluid flowed from my vaginal opening—more than I could have imagined. The smell of male semen filled my entire body, further igniting my unquenched desire.

"What's wrong?" I asked, knowing the answer

already. "Sister, it felt so good, I ejaculated. I've never felt this good when I do it myself." "

Really? Let me touch it." I grabbed the boy's penis, looking at the pink glans, so cute and tempting, and couldn't resist taking it into my mouth, sucking hard.

The boy, seemingly caught off guard, groaned happily again. His penis gradually swelled in my mouth as I sucked on it. He closed his eyes, his face showing an expression of immersion. I swallowed the glans as much as possible, all the way to the base, the thick glans pressing against my throat. I felt something overflowing from the boy's glans, and my whole body tensed.

I couldn't hold back any longer and pinned the boy down. The boy lay on the bed, raised his hand, and fiercely grabbed and squeezed my heavy breasts hanging in front of my chest, making a smacking sound of surprise.

I held the boy's thick, fleshy penis, aimed it at my vaginal opening that was about to drip with lustful fluid, and thrust down. An intense pleasure shot from my lower body straight up to my brain. The long, fleshy penis pressed its tip heavily against my cervix. I felt my whole body go limp, yet I couldn't pull myself away. I could only twist my hips back and forth. Under my intense grinding, the boy also kept thrusting upwards.

The movements became more and more intense, the pleasure more and more intense. My son Xiaowen's face appeared in my mind. I closed my eyes, fantasizing that it was my son Xiaowen below me. I gripped the boy's shoulders tightly with my hands.

In urgent moans, I asked him to call me "Mom." The boy, panting heavily, uttered the cry of "Mom." It seemed that the boy also regarded me as his mother. Yuko's butt hole couldn't help but react with pleasure at the feeling of the hot and hard cock. The vagina finally contracted violently, and the vaginal flesh tightly bit the boy's cock. I finally went limp on top and collapsed on the boy's body.

The boy was not satisfied yet. He roughly turned me over and pointed my slutty ass towards him. I stuck my ass out like a bitch and faced him with my wet ass. The strong sense of shame made me resist, but the young man's delicate body burst out with powerful power.

Pushing me down on the bed, he inserted his raging cock from behind again.

My vagina, which had just reached climax, was in pain due to his rough penetration, and his hands cruelly pinched my nipples. I let out a painful groan, which only fueled his lust. He thrust violently, and the pain gradually subsided, replaced by increasingly intense pleasure.

"Mommy, how's my cock?" The boy was also fully immersed in playing the role of incestuous mother and son. "

Oh! ~~, son, my dear son, Mommy loves it so much. Faster, faster, fuck me~~~

Mommy, your little hole feels so good, it feels so good gripping my cock!" The boy panted and increased the speed of his thrusts. I knew his climax was coming.

But I didn't want him to come so fast, because my pleasure was gradually reaching its peak. I tried to twist my hips, trying to escape the invasion of his penis. I said seductively, "No, I'm your mother, how can you do this?"

The boy pleaded urgently, "Mom, give it to me, quick~~!"

"Give you what?" I asked seductively, looking at his swollen, red glans, glistening with my white, lustful fluid. "

Give me your hole, I want it!" the boy said urgently, gripping his thick penis. "

No, you're too good, it's too much for Mom. Mom won't let you in!" I said, my eyes filled with allure, trying to look at him with a captivating charm. "

Mom, please, give it to me! I'll do anything you want!" the boy begged, almost pleading. Looking at him, I felt a thrill of conquest. "

Then let Mom lick her toes," I said proudly, raising my white, tender thigh and extending my leg towards the boy. Without a second thought, the boy put my foot in his mouth and sucked hard on my toes. The tingling sensation was strange, but incredibly comfortable.

"No, lick Mommy's here." I pulled my legs out, spread my thighs wantonly, and pointed to my private parts. "Wipe all this water off you, and Mommy will let you do it."

The boy, like a dog, lay between my legs, greedily licking with his tongue. My clitoris quickly became engorged under the kisses of his red tongue. His soft tongue tip skillfully played with my clitoris. I groaned loudly, pressing his head hard against my private parts, imagining my son Xiaowen licking me.

The boy's tongue licked harder and harder, and my private parts and clitoris were also being gently teased by the boy's tongue, quickly sending pleasure throughout my body. I felt so good, I felt like I was going to die. The boy's hot tongue gave me more pleasure than my fingers. I felt like a drowning person in the ocean, gasping for breath, yet incredibly comfortable, my body rising and falling gently with the waves.

My vagina contracted rapidly, my thighs involuntarily clamping around the boy's head, his hands squeezing my breasts, my body tense and rigid, reveling in the intense pleasure of the orgasm. As I gradually calmed down, I realized that the boy had already inserted two fingers into my vagina during my orgasm. No wonder I had such a powerful orgasm.

The boy eagerly tried to penetrate, but I refused him, because my vagina was very sensitive after an orgasm, and further penetration would be painful. I pushed him away, and I think I must have been looking at him with those wanton, seductive eyes. "

Mom, please, let me in, okay?" The boy, clutching his red, throbbing penis, begged me almost pleadingly.

A feeling of dominance over men filled me with pride, and I suddenly despised the boy before me. The desire to toy with men grew stronger in my mind. "

Come on, bring me my stockings with your mouth." "If you listen to Mommy, Mommy will let you do it, okay?" I tried to use seductive words to persuade him.

The boy obediently crawled off the bed and brought me my stockings with his mouth. I found it amusing to watch his erect penis sway back and forth. "Come here, let Mommy touch it." "What is this?" I pulled on the boy's penis and stroked it. "

It's a penis, Mommy." The boy, his eyes closed and a look of ecstasy on his face, held my stockings

in his mouth. "Why is your penis so big? Is there something dirty inside?" I asked, trying to remove the dirty stuff from his penis with my hand. I released my grip

on his penis. The boy knelt beside me, rapidly stroking it with his hand, while his other hand caressed my body and breasts. A moment later, his hand, which had been holding my breast, gripped it tightly. My soft breasts ached from his forceful squeezing. Then I saw a stream of white fluid gush from the boy's purplish-red glans, followed by a powerful spurt of semen that sprayed onto my face, neck, and breasts…

Afterward, the boy collapsed beside me, panting, a blissful expression on his face.

The boy's sexual prowess was truly remarkable. That day, we spent almost all our time in bed except for meals. When he had the energy, he would be on top, and when he got tired, I would rub against him. Honestly, that day was incredibly pleasurable.

We didn't leave the hotel until after 8 PM. When it was time to part, the boy was reluctant to leave. I was very satisfied with him, so I promised to visit him again. I remembered that he was a student in Class 2, Grade 8 at Nanjing No. 2 Middle School. In the taxi, we were still very affectionate. The young man's teasing made me want to... but unfortunately, two things disappointed me that day. One was that his house was very close, and the other was that the taxi driver was a woman. Otherwise, I would have thought...

Sigh, I'm such a lewd woman. I want to have sex with middle school or high school students; I feel it's exciting to make love with underage students.

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