Mother's pantyhose

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My name is Li Yuyang, and I'm eighteen years old.

Sometimes when I think about my family's situation, it's really unbelievable. After all, this is something not everyone experiences. After several years, I've finally sorted things out, so I'm writing this down to share.

When I was still young and had no memories, my father passed away. When I was in elementary school, the school held an event and invited parents to the school. I naively asked my mother why we didn't have a father.

Mom's small lips trembled slightly. "Xiao Yang, Dad has gone to a very far place."

Of course, as she got older, she knew that Dad had been in a fatal car accident, hit by a drunk driver. But the gentle mother was afraid that if her son knew, it would have a bad influence on him, so she only spoke vaguely about it.

Without Dad, Mom's life had not been easy these past few years.

My aunt told me that my mom was crowned the campus beauty by all the boys when she first entered university. She was so young that my dad, who was supposedly very handsome at the time, pursued her. She had her baby while still in university and got married along the way; they were the envy of everyone on campus… or is "campus couple" a more accurate description? She gave birth to us during the summer break of her sophomore year, so she didn't even need to ask for leave—it was incredibly convenient.

Why do I say "gave birth to us"? Because we are twins, fraternal twins.

However, we look very alike; it's almost impossible to tell us apart by our facial features. When we were little, even relatives and friends couldn't tell us apart when our hair was only half-grown. It wasn't until we started school and my hair was cut short while my sister's grew long that it became easier to distinguish us.

I guess my sister and I inherited our parents' good genes. From childhood to adulthood, many people have said we're beautiful, although I'm actually a little annoyed, since I'm a boy! But looking at my mother, I know there's a reason why we look so delicate. She

has slender, willow-leaf eyebrows paired with bright, large eyes, a small, exquisite nose with a straight bridge, and moist lips that always wear a smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, like a cute little cat's mouth.

My mother's long, soft, jet-black hair seems weightless, always swaying in the wind. I heard that an advertising company even approached her to film a shampoo commercial.

Although she's thirty-seven now, she still looks like a girl in her early twenties, probably because she takes good care of herself.

After my father passed away, my mother devoted herself wholeheartedly to working to raise my sister and me. Although she always had many suitors, she never fell for any of them. I guess my sister and I are her whole world, and she doesn't need anyone else's involvement.

My mom especially dotes on me, her younger brother. Even after I reached school age, she couldn't bear to send me to school, only enrolling my older sister. She took me to work every day to continue taking care of me for an extra year, so my sister is already a senior in high school while I'm only a junior.

Perhaps it's because my mom's position is high enough and her performance is good enough that no one says anything when she brings her child to work? My mom is a senior manager at a foreign company, so she has to wear a business suit to work every day.

When I was little, I always loved to stick close to my mom. I noticed that before she went out, she would always put on some strange things on her legs, like pants or socks, some shiny, some transparent, some black, some gray, all sorts of different colors.

I asked my mother curiously, "Mom, what are you wearing?" My mother stopped halfway through putting on the pantyhose, smiled, and said, "These are pantyhose."

I innocently asked, "Can I touch them?" My mother's little cat-like lips curled up. "Sure, but you can only touch Mom's. You can't touch other girls' pantyhose."

"Okay, I know!" My mother continued to put the pantyhose on her already smooth and delicate legs, lifted her tight skirt to pull the pantyhose up to her waist, and then smoothed the stockings on her legs.

My little hand gently touched my mother's stockinged calves. The instant sensation was like an electric shock, a complete upheaval. Looking back, that was probably my first experience with a stocking fetish! My uncontrollable hand began to stroke her legs back and forth, the silky smooth texture sending a jolt through my little head, as if trying to memorize that feeling.

After touching her calves, I was about to reach up to her thighs when my mother blushed and stopped me.

"Little Yang, you're being naughty. You can't touch any higher."

"Why not?" I asked, my innocent eyes wide with confusion.

"Because..." Mom tilted her head, trying seriously to explain, "You can't just touch a girl's legs."

"Then Mom can't let me touch them."

I said aggrievedly, my bright eyes almost brimming with tears, "Does Mom not like me anymore?" "Of course I like you, you're the apple of my eye, I love you the most."

Mom touched my face tenderly.

"Then I want to touch Mommy's feet, I want to touch Mommy's pantyhose!" I clung tightly to Mommy's leg, stubbornly resisting her. Finally, Mommy couldn't take it anymore and laughed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. She gently picked me up, who was still very small at the time, and placed me on her lap. "My little darling, I give in to you."

With that, she pulled me away. I placed my little hand on my mother's thigh, which was clad in shiny stockings. "Look at you, you little pervert! What are you going to do now?"

I giggled happily, having succeeded, and continued to stroke my mother's smooth, stockinged legs. Although I had no idea why I was thinking like that, my hand just kept touching her uncontrollably.

At that time, I didn't have any lustful intentions when touching my mother's stockings; I just thought they felt nice to touch.

This habit of touching my mother's stockings every morning continued until about the fourth grade of elementary school. I was quite a big kid back then! One morning when I woke up, I felt like there was something in my pants. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, only to find that my penis had slightly grown and was sticking up. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I was terrified. I kicked off the covers and ran to my mother's room in a panic.

"Mom! I'm sick!" My mother, who was getting ready for work and changing her clothes, saw my panicked look and quickly bent down to hug me. "Xiao Yang, what's wrong? Where are you sick?" "Mom, look at my penis, it's swollen!" My mother was slightly surprised when she saw my penis after I pulled down my pants. She realized that her son was starting to develop, although it wasn't very obvious, but it was already erect.

"Oh, this means your little penis is getting bigger, it means Xiao Yang is growing up."

Mom reached out and patted my head. "Our Xiao Yang will soon be a grown-up."

"Really?" I finally smiled with relief after my initial panic, and my right hand instinctively went to Mom's thigh and started touching her smooth stockings.

But touching them only made things worse; my previously half-erect penis quickly grew bigger and harder, eventually reaching an angle of over 90 degrees and continuing to point upwards.

Mom, who had been basking in the joy of her son's growth, was stunned. How did her son get an erection from touching her stockinged legs? And this ten-year-old boy, though not very old, already had an erection as large as an adult's, or even more so; the densely veined shaft was quite alarming.

Looking at her son's erect penis, the mother actually felt shy.

She subtly brushed away the little hand clinging to her leg, softly saying, "Xiao Yang, put your pants on. You're a grown-up, why are you being so shy?"

"Yes, I'm a grown-up!" Happy, I didn't notice my mother brushing my hand away. I just happily pulled up my pants and ran back to my room to get dressed for school.

After that, my mother wouldn't let me touch her stockinged legs anymore.

She always says that adults shouldn't touch stockings, that I'm too shy to leave my mother's side, and that I'll be laughed at for being a little pervert. Whenever I put my hand on my mother's leg, she pushes it away.

Perhaps it was because I was truly growing up and becoming more sensible that I realized a woman's legs shouldn't be touched casually, and I genuinely stopped touching my mother's stockings.

But being sensible also meant understanding women's affairs.

After entering junior high, a bunch of precocious kids started passing around magazines that weren't actually erotic at all, wearing slit skirts or swimsuits (looking back, it was incredibly silly), and then screaming for ages before crowding together to see what was so interesting.

Curiosity was inevitable, but that level of curiosity didn't excite me. It seemed not only my penis, but my lustful desires matured early.

Only I knew what would stimulate me.

Stockings.

Walking home from school, seeing young women in suits, stockings, and high heels on their way home from work nearby stirs up a strange feeling within me, like a cat seeing a cat toy dangling in front of its eyes.

Since starting junior high, my mother no longer lets me into her room when she changes clothes. I can only watch through the half-open door as she slowly pulls on her pantyhose, her smooth, slender legs.

Although I don't know why, every time I see this, my penis instantly becomes erect, hard and hot. It's both uncomfortable and irresistible; I'm mature in desire but not in knowledge, and I don't know how to release this feeling.

One day, during recess at school, I overheard a few classmates huddled together, secretly discussing something. I vaguely heard them talking about "big guns," "penis," and "it's so cool."

Curious, I stood at a distance and listened for a while before pulling one of my best friends over to ask what they were saying.

"They're talking about how cool masturbation is."

"What's masturbation?" "Ugh! Are you kidding me, Li Yuyang? You don't even know what masturbation is?!" "What is it?" My classmate was incredibly arrogant, as if it were some huge secret that everyone in the world knew except me.

"Masturbation is just holding your little penis in your hand and moving it around!" "Does that feel good?" "Please, do you have to act like an idiot?" After saying that, she shook her head and turned away as if she couldn't stand it anymore.

Having obtained the information, after I got home from school, while my mother and sister were still not home, I went back to my room, took off my pants, exposed my soft little brother, swallowed, and rubbed my hands together as if I was about to try some new scientific experiment.

After grasping the penis with my right palm, I slowly moved it back and forth. Sure enough, the penis started to get bigger and harder, and it swelled up. At first, I only felt that the penis was getting bigger and didn't think much of it. Gradually, with the back and forth stroking motion of my hand, waves of tingling and numbness came up from my penis. My mind gradually became unable to think, and my hand naturally moved faster and faster, hoping that the tingling and numbness would become stronger and stronger.

Finally, as the strange sensation on my hot penis reached its peak, a sudden urge to urinate emanated from the glans, still partially covered by the foreskin. Panicked, I thought I needed to pee and tried to walk to the toilet, only to find my legs frozen and unable to move, while my hand continued to twitch uncontrollably.

Unable to hold it in any longer, I finally ejaculated a thick stream of semen from my urethra, accompanied by waves of pleasure.

As I ejaculated, my right hand continued its mechanical movements until five or six more intense ejaculations ended, at which point I finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

So this is what masturbation feels like… From then on, whenever I saw a woman with beautiful legs in stockings on the street, my penis would secretly get hard in my pants. My classmates just thought it was strange that Li Yuyang was rushing home after school after seeing something, but they didn't know I was rushing home to masturbate.

One day in my third year of junior high, I was on my way home from school again because I saw a working woman with beautiful legs in black stockings on the street, and I couldn't wait to get home and masturbate, but then I found high heels in the entryway.

It turned out that my mother had gotten home earlier than me.

With his erection throbbing in his pants, he prepared to go back to his room for a quick release, but then he noticed his mother had tossed her work clothes on the bed and was already showering.

Glancing into her room, he was startled to find her pantyhose on the bed as well—he remembered them as a pair of dark gray imported pantyhose.

For some reason, he slowly walked towards his mother's room, and after looking at the gray pantyhose on her bed, his breathing became rapid.

It was the pantyhose my mother wore… It had been years since I last touched my mother's stockinged legs, and now this pair of pantyhose on the bed brought back memories of her beautiful legs in stockings.

Making sure the sound of my mother showering in the bathroom was still going on, I slowly reached for the pantyhose.

The instant my fingers touched the soft silk, a jolt of electricity rushed back to my mind, and reason was quickly left behind.

I swiftly unzipped my uniform pants, pulled out my horribly swollen penis, and began frantically rubbing my shaft with my right hand, holding the pantyhose in my left.

As I savored the soft, silky feel of my hands, I instinctively brought my mother's pantyhose close to my nose and took a deep breath at the sheer crotch.

There was my mother's unique body odor, and a faint, indescribable scent that, though ineffable, intensely aroused my desire.

Encouraged, my already erect penis swelled to another size. A few strokes with my right hand unleashed a near-maddening pleasure, and my entire shaft gushed forth thick streams of semen with unprecedented force, pumping continuously dozens of times, spraying a large patch of white, sticky fluid onto the wooden floor in front of me.

Luckily, I wasn't facing my mother's bed, or I wouldn't have had a chance to clean up.

Coming to my senses after the frenzy, I dropped my stockings and rushed to the living room to grab a whole pack of toilet paper, then hurriedly began wiping up the stains of my ejaculation on the floor in my mother's room.

After haphazardly stuffing all the toilet paper soaked in semen into the trash can in my room, Mom happened to come out after taking a shower, wrapped in a bath towel.

"Xiao Yang's home?" Mom said, drying her hair with a towel.

"Yeah, Mom, why are you home so early today?" I replied guiltily.

"I went to a client's place to take care of some things today, and I'm done... Anyway, I'll just let them know and come straight home after work."

My mother walked towards me, steaming hot. "Hey? Xiao Yang, what are you doing with a pack of toilet paper?" ...I...Ah...this..." I hurriedly explained, "I ran home and it was so hot, so I'm sweating a lot. I'm wiping myself now, like this..." After saying that, I grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped my face with it.

"Why are you running like that, you little rascal!" Mom chuckled. "I'll dry you off for you."

With that, she used the towel she'd just been using to dry her hair to wipe my head. As a third-year junior high student, I was exactly the same height as my 168cm tall mother. With her head pressed down, my gaze was drawn to her chest, wrapped in a towel.

Her chest, steaming, was heaving slightly with each breath. The towel couldn't completely cover her white, rounded upper breasts; her large, snow-white breasts looked like they were about to burst out. The overly stimulating sight made my breathing even more rapid.

"Look at you, still panting from running!" Mom scolded with maternal love.

I was panting, but not from running, it was because I saw your huge breasts, Mom! After rubbing the towel on my head for a while, Mom took it away. "Okay, Xiao Yang, if you're sweating, hurry up and go back to your room to change your clothes or take a shower."

So I hurriedly ran back to my room. Before entering, I glanced back at my mother, who was walking back to her room wrapped in a bath towel with her back to me. Her mature and voluptuous body was almost bursting out from under the towel, her huge breasts, slender waist, and round, full buttocks were impossible to hide... Oh my God! From that day on, I began to realize the fact that my mother was a "woman".

I've been spending more time looking at my mom lately, and I've realized she's a stunning beauty. She has long, flowing black hair, delicate and elegant features, a gentle yet slightly sweet voice, and a perfect 35D-24-36 figure (that's what she told me later, of course). She also has long, straight, beautiful legs, and with her business attire and the alluring stockings she wears every day, she's an absolutely captivating young woman.

I've also noticed her habit of taking a shower as soon as she gets home, and she always leaves her clothes on the bed: lace panties, a D-cup bra, and my favorite stockings—giving me plenty of opportunities to satisfy my lust.

Fortunately, one day during my first year of high school, I discovered that the vent on the bathroom door allowed me to see inside (of course, normally no one would peep into their own home). That very day, I immediately grabbed the flesh-colored pantyhose my mother had left on the bed, squatted under the vent, and brazenly peeped at her, even masturbating with my large penis wrapped in the pantyhose.

Hot water washed over her fair skin, dripping down her breasts, which were pink and cute, not at all like the ones her age should have. Her full breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks formed a fatal curve, and paired with her delicate and lovely face, she didn't look like a woman in her thirties at all.

And then there were her perfectly proportioned legs. Just imagining rubbing those stockings against those long, beautiful legs made my hot penis tremble uncontrollably.

At that moment, I still didn't know what sex was all about; I only felt that my mother's body was incredibly alluring. Just being able to gaze at her delicate body and ejaculate my hot semen was already an indescribable happiness.

As my mother lathered her large breasts with shower gel, she also reached out and rubbed her smooth, white, and enormous breasts. When she touched her two cute pink nipples, she unconsciously let out "ah ah" sounds, which made my blood boil even more.

My masturbation, still wrapped in pantyhose, quickened.

After washing her breasts, Mom turned around, revealing her face. Her large breasts showed no signs of sagging with age; instead, they stood proudly upright in beautiful teardrop shapes.

Looking down, I noticed something I'd never noticed before: Mom had no pubic hair.

Even I, a high school freshman, had started to grow sparse pubic hair around my penis, but Mom had none.

Her delicate vulva had two very small and cute labia; her entire genitals were small and clean, like those of a virgin.

At the time, still unaware of the place's mysteries, I only found it exceptionally beautiful, so captivating that it was impossible to look away.

My mother dripped shower gel onto her hands and slowly lowered them to her genitals, beginning to rub.

Her delicate, willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, her large, watery eyes closed, and her kitten-like lips parted gently, emitting sweet moans with each movement of her hands.

Listening to this ethereal music, my already swollen penis could no longer withstand the pleasure.

With my left hand, I quickly pulled off the stockings still covering my penis. My mind went blank as I gushed out a torrent of thick, sticky fluid into the bathroom vent, some of it even spraying through the vent onto my mother's calves and feet. I

was startled by how intensely I ejaculated. I quickly grabbed some toilet paper from the living room and began carefully wiping away the large clump of male fluid dripping from the bathroom door. It felt

so good, so incredibly good.

If I hadn't learned more later, perhaps I would have been content with that.

In my second year of high school, a group of scoundrels brought over several well-worn pornographic magazines. For me, pornography was a new experience. The only sex education I had before was probably knowing how to masturbate and some vague, incomprehensible stuff from my middle school health education textbooks.

Looking back, it seems my sex education hasn't improved much since then.

These magazines were truly extraordinary; they not only contained pictures of naked women but also several images of men and women intertwined. For me, this was a new shock, and I quickly asked my classmates what they were doing.

"Come on, you don't even understand? This is fucking, having sex, going to bed with someone, you know?" "I just don't understand."

"Come on, Yu Yang, you're so pretty... Damn, I misspoke, wait, no need to bring your fists up.

I mean, you're so handsome, you're not still a virgin, are you?" "Being a virgin isn't illegal!" I retorted angrily.

"This fucking thing..." A classmate who looked very experienced immediately started explaining the scandalous affairs of some prostitute he didn't know. Several experienced guys next to him nodded in agreement, while we few virgins were dumbfounded. Of course, there were also inexperienced guys who pretended to be experienced and spoke fluently about it.

"Anyway, the feeling of having your penis inside a woman's vagina is simply indescribable! You just want to shove your whole body, penis and all, inside her. It's a completely different world from masturbating!" "Is that so?" I asked naively.

"Exactly."

"Ugh, what are you guys talking about?!" In high school, classes were co-educational, and the girls in my class finally noticed that we were talking about such vulgar adult things. They came over angrily to interrupt our continued fantasies.

But I'd already absorbed all the knowledge, so I guess I achieved my goal, right? So, sex is more pleasurable than masturbation? How come I never knew that before? After school, I rode my bicycle home. On the way, I passed an office building. A trading company was closing up shop, and several office ladies, chatting and laughing, came out of the main entrance. They were all beautiful women wearing fitted suits and flesh-colored stockings clinging to their shapely legs. This sight gave me, a sock and leg fetishist, another surge of arousal.

Looking at their breasts and swaying hips, I wondered if having sex with them would be as pleasurable as they claimed. Thinking about it, my penis started throbbing and erect again.

Riding with my erection was uncomfortable, so I hurried home to give myself a good pounding to relieve the urge.

Before I could even take off my shoes after opening the door, I saw my mother had already returned home and was putting on her high heels, seemingly heading off somewhere.

"Xiao Yang's back! Come on, let's go grocery shopping. The company closed a huge deal today, so I'll cook something nice for you tonight."

"Ah... I..." "What 'ah'? Come on, let's go."

I tossed my backpack down, and my mother's delicate hand pulled me out the door again. Just as I was about to say no and hide back in my room to give myself a good thrashing, my mother's warm hand grabbed my heart and pulled me out with her.

Sitting in the passenger seat, my mother talked animatedly about what happened at work that day, but my attention was only drawn to her high breasts under her suit and her beautiful legs in black stockings under her tight skirt.

The object of my fantasies shifted from the ladies at that trading company to my mother.

—Yes, my mother is prettier than them all.

This isn't just idle talk.

Although she's in her thirties, my mother takes excellent care of herself.

Her already elegant and beautiful face showed no signs of aging; instead, with age, it gained a touch of mature charm. Her 35D breasts, though tightly bound by her outfit, seemed to swell uncontrollably, almost bursting out of her white silk shirt. Her slender legs, encased in non-reflective black stockings, appeared exceptionally sexy and beautiful.

Sex.

Knowing the word, lewd thoughts began to linger.

What was once just fantasizing about young women seen on the street had now become a burning desire with the addition of her mother.

Yes, physically speaking, her mother was probably the best partner for sex.

Unaware of my surroundings, my mother happily linked arms with me, selecting one high-end ingredient after another. She would occasionally rub her ample breasts against my arm, making me restless the whole way. Sometimes, pushing the shopping cart, I would fall behind her, and looking at her graceful figure and her beautiful legs tightly encased in black stockings, my penis would immediately become erect, forcing me to awkwardly conceal it as I walked.

I desperately wanted to take my mother and experience the pleasure of sex right there and then.

Back home, my mother quickly cooked and served several of my favorite dishes. My poor sister, still in her final year of high school, was still studying late into the night; it must have been so hard for her.

"Xiao Yang, open your mouth, come on, ah..." Mom thoughtfully picked up some food and fed me, treating me like a little kid. But Mom seemed to be in a really good mood today, always sporting her signature cat-like smile, looking much brighter than usual.

"I can get it myself, Mom..." I blushed and shrank back.

"No, this dish was specially made for you, Xiao Yang has to try it first to see if it tastes good."

"It's...delicious."

"Hehehe, good that it's delicious, eat more!"

Suddenly, Mom got up and took a bottle of what looked like expensive foreign liquor from the glass cabinet behind her, placing two glasses on the table.

"I'm in a good mood today, how about having a drink with Mom? Clients always give me these things, but I don't drink them often myself."

With that, Mom uncorked two stemmed glasses, filled them, and placed one in front of me.

"Huh? I'm still a minor."

"Oh, if your guardian says it's okay, then it's okay!" Mom forcefully placed the glass in my hand, then lightly tapped it against the glass in my hand, forcing me to take a small sip.

Hmm, it was a bit astringent, but it wasn't unpleasant after it warmed my throat.

During dinner, I chatted with Mom about interesting things at school, and the wine went down one glass after another.

Especially my mom, she kept drinking one glass after another. Although the alcohol content didn't seem very high, at this rate she'd be drunk soon, right? Not long after, her eyes finally closed completely, and just before she slumped onto the table, I quickly got up from my chair and caught her.

My mom rested her head on my shoulder comfortably, groaned softly, and then completely lost consciousness.

This was so embarrassing! How was I going to clean up this mess? As a high school sophomore, I'd grown to 178 centimeters tall, 10 centimeters taller than my 168-centimeter-tall mom.

I simply bent down, wrapped my other arm around her slender legs, which were clad in black stockings, and lifted her up horizontally.

The delicate touch of sheer stockings sent a shiver down my spine.

I carried my mother into her bedroom and gently laid her on the pillow. She let out a soft moan, "Xiao Yang..." Thinking she was waking up and calling me, I quickly buried my face in hers, but she was fast asleep, clearly just talking in her sleep.

Looking closely at her beautiful face, my heart raced.

Seeing her small, lovely red lips in her sleep, I was overcome by a sinful, surreptitious desire

to kiss her .

A kiss shouldn't be a problem, right? Mom used to kiss me when I was little, though it was always just on the cheek.

My mind raced with wild thoughts, and even as my mind wandered, my face involuntarily moved closer to my mother's beautiful face.

Then, I gently pecked her cute little lips.

Oh my god, I kissed Mom's lips! I kissed her! Even though it was just for a fleeting moment, the soft sensation was already on my lips, a feeling I savored and lingered over.

After kissing my mother's lips, I felt like a string had snapped, and I started to lose my mind.

He got up and walked to the foot of the bed, unzipped his uniform pants with his right hand, took out his enormous, erect penis that had grown to eighteen centimeters long, and began to stroke it fiercely.

"Ah, Mom, Mom..." He groaned, not caring whether his mother would wake up, stimulated by this immoral pleasure.

His left hand was not idle either, holding his mother's small feet, which were covered in black stockings, in his palm.

I started teasing my mother's stockinged toes. Even though she was asleep, her toes seemed very sensitive, twitching a few times that startled me, so I stopped. After confirming that she was still fast asleep, I continued to masturbate, holding her stockinged feet.

The smooth touch of her stockinged feet aroused my lust, and I gently stroked her smooth, beautiful legs as if I had found a treasure. The pleasure from my penis gradually intensified, reaching its peak and becoming uncontrollable.

Just before my swollen, purplish-red glans was about to erupt with semen, I, having lost all reason, pressed my penis against my mother's soles. My urethral opening felt the soft, silk-stockinged soles of her feet, and I suddenly ejaculated the life essence stimulated by my lust for my mother; one after another, dozens of times in a row, covering my mother's entire foot with my cloudy semen. The deadly pleasure, as if draining my brain, lasted for dozens of seconds before slowly subsiding.

After ejaculating, I felt an unusually exhilarating sensation, and only then did I realize I needed to clean up. In a panic, I grabbed a whole pack of toilet paper from the bathroom to wipe my mother's feet, which were

now soaked. Because the amount of semen was astonishing, besides her stockinged feet, a considerable amount of liquid had also splattered on the bed. So, I kept pulling out sheets of toilet paper. Only after I thought I had roughly cleaned up did I hurriedly stuff all the used toilet paper into the room's trash can.

"I'm home."

This announcement startled me greatly. It turned out my sister had come home after evening self-study. Seeing the dishes and two wine glasses on the table, it wasn't hard to guess who had been drinking.

"Hey, little brother, you've been drinking!

Where's Mom?" It was Mom who made me drink; she's drunk and sleeping in her room now.

I wondered if my older sister had noticed the flush on my face.

"Your face is so red! Did you drink too much?" My sister said, bringing her small face close to mine. Looking at my beautiful features, almost identical to hers, from about fifteen centimeters away, I felt a strange flutter in my heart.

"Yeah, I haven't drunk any alcohol."

Actually, I didn't know if the flush on my face was from the lingering redness after ejaculation or from the alcohol; I just hurriedly ran back to my room, lay down on the bed, and carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

I masturbated and ejaculated while touching my mom's stockinged feet... I wonder if I cleaned myself properly, and if my mom will find out? But, ejaculating while touching my mom's stockinged feet was so incredibly pleasurable, I've never ejaculated so intensely before... Lost in thought, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up with a start the next morning, realizing I'd fallen asleep in bed without even changing my clothes. Thinking about what happened the night before, I blushed and my heart raced. I quickly tidied my hair and prepared to leave for class, but my mother wasn't there; she'd probably already gone to work.

I couldn't concentrate in class that day; all my thoughts were focused on the lewd act I'd performed on my mother's feet the night before. Adding to my anxiety was the worry that my mother hadn't discovered my shameless behavior when she woke up; my head was throbbing with pain.

I absentmindedly returned home, and my mother was already there. She was wearing a different outfit and stockings than the night before, and greeted me with a smile, showing no sign of anything amiss. Looking at my beautiful mother, I felt a pang of guilt, but also a sense of relief, assuming she hadn't discovered what happened last night.

Back in my room, I put down my bag, gathered my thoughts, and suddenly remembered I hadn't emptied my trash can.

Looking down at the trash can under my desk, I was shocked to find it completely empty—the one that had been overflowing with toilet paper used to wipe away semen from the night before .

A wave of despair washed over me .

Oh no! Why couldn't I have just flushed the toilet paper down the toilet or emptied the trash first thing in the morning? The trash can was now overflowing with toilet paper used to wipe up some incomprehensible, murky liquid. Even an idiot would know what that was, let alone a mother who had given birth. "Um, Xiao Yang," my mother said, standing in the doorway in my panic. She looked at me, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitating. I couldn't utter a word and could only wait for her to explain.

"Last night...you..." "I..." Oh no, oh no, it's really over.

"You..." My mother's lovely face turned completely red, and she couldn't say anything more. She just fidgeted with her hair, unsure of what to do.

An awkward atmosphere filled the room between mother and son. For several minutes, neither of them spoke a word, and they remained in that stalemate.

Finally, Mom broke the silence, came in, sat on the edge of my bed, patted the bed, and told me to sit down too.

I obediently sat beside her, like a little white rabbit who had done something wrong, not daring to move.

Mom turned to me, looking at me with loving eyes, and reached out to touch my head. "Our Xiaoyang has really grown up."

"I'm sorry, Mom, I..." It's okay, you're a boy, this is normal. Mom isn't angry, nor does she look down on you; she just wants to understand why you did this. "I..." I looked down at my mother's legs, which were now wearing light white stockings, and my penis began to swell uncontrollably again. "I..." "It's okay to say it. I'm your mother. It's alright to tell me what's wrong."

My longing for stockings and my mother's beautiful body over the years quickly revolved in my mind. Several key scenes kept crashing in my memory, until I could no longer bear the throbbing in my heart.

"I love my mom, especially her legs in stockings.

I get so excited every time I see her in stockings.

Ever since my mom stopped letting me touch her legs in stockings, I've actually become even more obsessed with looking at them. Whether it's my mom at home or other pretty girls outside, I can't stand it if they're wearing stockings. Every time I get home, my genitals are so swollen, so that's why... that..." I finally managed to stop myself from saying anything more.

Startled, Mom gaped, speechless. It took her a minute or two to recover. "Do you like looking at other girls' stockings too?" "Yeah, I do. Sometimes when I see them, I really want to touch them.

Mom, am I a pervert?" "Of course not, Xiao Yang, you're definitely not."

Mom pulled me into her arms, my face pressed against her full breasts. The alluring scent of her body made my heart flutter. "Just don't touch other people's stockings, that's illegal."

"I can't take it, Mom, I really can't take it..." Pressed against Mom's large breasts through her clothes, I painfully voiced my inner turmoil.

"I really can't take it anymore, Mom... Mom, you can touch me..." As she spoke, Mom's face turned completely red.

"Really?!" I jumped up in surprise, looking at my mother's flushed face in disbelief, unable to believe the good news I had just heard.

"Yes."

Mom gently placed her hands on her thighs, which were covered by light white pantyhose. "It's better than you going out and touching other girls, right? Rather than that, it's okay for you to touch Mom's legs."

Trembling, I slowly knelt in front of my mother, unable to believe it. "Really... is it okay?" My left hand gradually reached onto my mother's thigh covered by pantyhose.

My mother simply nodded shyly.

With permission granted, I quietly placed my hand on her thigh, the silky texture bringing back familiar waves of pleasure.

I stroked it back and forth, while my mother closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the caresses from the thin stockings.

The stockings felt incredibly comfortable, and as a result, my penis throbbed inside my pants, quickly forming a huge tent. Unable to resist any longer, I quickly pulled down my zipper and pulled my burning-hot member out of my underwear.

"Oh dear, Xiao Yang, what's wrong with you..." Mom heard the zipper sound, opened her eyes, and saw my enormous, eighteen-centimeter-long weapon. She stared in disbelief at her son's huge, veiny penis, so unlike his handsome features.

Without a word, I simply touched Mom's thin stockings with my left hand and began stroking my penis with my right.

Mom blushed and braced her hands on the bed, watching me shamelessly masturbate the massive penis in her hand.

Although the pleasure was incredibly intense, whether it was because Mom was watching or because of my nervousness, more than ten minutes passed, and I still couldn't ejaculate. Finally, my hand ached from stroking it.

My mother watched as I struggled to masturbate, getting more and more tired but unable to ejaculate, and her heart ached.

"I can't take it anymore, Mom, I'm so sad..." I cried out for help. Mustering my courage, I stood up and thrust my penis in front of my mother in one breath. "Please help me, Mom, please..." "Why don't you just use your hand? Why do you want your mother to hold your son's... I..." My mother's face turned as red as a tender, ripe apple.

"I can't get it out, Mom. I know you're the best, please help Xiaoyang, please..." Staring at the pulsating, huge penis in front of her, Mom thought for a minute before finally slowly extending her delicate little hand and gently encircling the shaft.

In an instant, a wave of pleasure surged through my senses. Mom's soft, boneless hand only gently stroked it three or four times before the already swollen penis began to throb, ready to ejaculate.

"I want... quickly... Mom!!" With a frantic roar, I reached up with my right hand and kneaded my mother's full breasts under her suit, while my left hand fiercely grabbed and fondled my mother's thighs covered in light white stockings. Before my mother could react, my tingling penis gushed out streams of cloudy white male fluid.

Semen spurted out in spurts for almost half a minute. My mother's hands didn't stop, and I continued to rub her breasts and thighs, spraying my semen all over her body—on the shirt that concealed her large breasts, on her tight skirt, on her thin stockings… I even accidentally sprayed some semen on her beautiful face.

Finally, it was over. Almost completely exhausted after the climax, I collapsed onto the floor of the room, panting, looking at my mother, whose entire body was covered in my cloudy semen, frozen there helplessly.

"You, really!" Coming to her senses, Mom, with a shy look on her face, grabbed the toilet paper from the bedside table and started wiping away the traces of my battle on her body, complaining, "You shot so much, and it's so sticky, how am I going to clean it up..." Looking at Mom's seductive manner and soft voice, my still not completely subsided penis became very alert again, standing up and pointing directly in Mom's direction, making Mom blush and feel hot again.

"You naughty Xiao Yang, I'm ignoring you!" After wiping the remaining semen off her body, Mom looked at the murky liquid that had soaked through her light-colored stockings, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds before simply taking them off and handing them to me. As she took off her stockings, I inadvertently saw the sexy lace panties she was wearing under her skirt, which made my little brother tremble violently again.

"You seem to really like Mommy's stockings, just like your dad used to be. I bet you like playing like this too. You're lucky to have these pantyhose, you little rascal."

With a slightly reproachful and teasing tone, Mom left me in the room, whistling happily as she walked out. I was stunned, still pondering the meaning of Mommy's actions a second ago, but the next second I instinctively slipped the thin pantyhose onto my still-erect weapon and quickly started masturbating.

"Oh, Mom..." I groaned loudly so that my mother outside the door could hear me. I had just ejaculated once, and the purplish-red glans felt the smooth touch of the tight stockings. A few seconds later, I twitched and ejaculated the remaining semen between the stockings. The intense pleasure finally made me half-conscious.

Half an hour later, I finally had the strength to get up and clean up the mess. I took the pantyhose, which were covered in semen, off my limp penis, wiped the floor clean, and then walked out naked into the bathroom to wash up. Just then, I saw my mother, who had changed into her pajamas, soaking her suit, which was now covered in semen.

Mom turned around and saw me standing naked in the doorway, holding my pantyhose. She paused for a moment, blinked her bright eyes, and then chuckled. "What are you standing there for? You've made my pantyhose even dirtier, haven't you? Here, Mom will wash them for you."

Without waiting for my erection, she took the rolled-up pantyhose from my hand and put them in the sink to wash.

"Mom, I thought these pantyhose weren't for…" I asked uncertainly.

"Mom didn't say you couldn't use them, but I still need to wear them, right?" Mom's face flushed slightly again. "I can still wear the pantyhose you've touched, otherwise it's such a waste. Just wash them if needed. They're my son's anyway... oh well, never mind.

Anyway, if you need them in the future, just go to the third drawer in Mom's wardrobe.

" "I can imagine the look of joy on my face at that moment, but then I added, 'But actually, I like wearing it on Mom...' 'Ah...' Mom's mind went blank for a moment. 'Then I'll take it off for Xiaoyang when I get home from work...' 'I like Mom wearing it right now.

When she's wearing it... like just now...' Now it was my turn to be speechless.

'You little rascal!' Mom turned her head away shyly, 'You're so lewd!' 'Can I? Please?' I pleaded.

'I'll give in to you, you're so annoying,'

Mom said shyly."

"Yay!" I was so happy I almost jumped for joy. After so long, I finally confirmed my relationship with my mother, who would help me masturbate.

"Um, Mom, can I touch your breasts?" "No, what breasts? That sounds awful.

Oh, you pervert, why did you reach out your hand like that?" For the next two weeks, every day after my mother came home from work and school, she would help me masturbate in my room, wearing her work suit and sexy stockings.

At first, Mom was a little shy, but she gradually got used to this somewhat unusual relationship. Even her request to touch her breasts went from initial refusal to now basically ignoring it; she's made a lot of progress. Of course, it still has to be through her clothes, so while it's not quite as satisfying, it's still very arousing.

Especially Mom's legs; she wears all sorts of different types and colors of high-end stockings every day. I can both look at them and touch them. Having such a sexy beauty like Mom give me a handjob is an unparalleled pleasure.

While rubbing Mom's stockinged legs, I accidentally discovered that whenever my hand touched the inside of Mom's fleshy thighs, her body would tremble.

As long as I kept touching her, Mom would close her eyes and accept my caresses as if she were enjoying it, which excited me even more.

"Mom, I want to do something different!" With one hand, I vigorously rubbed Mom's 35D breasts through her clothes, while the other hand gently caressed the gray, dense stockings on the inside of her thighs. My erect penis was also being gently stroked by Mom's silky hand. Suddenly, I had a new idea.

"What's different?" Mom asked, puzzled, and her hand movements slowed down slightly.

"Like this."

After saying that, I had my mother sit on the bed, and then I sat down facing her. I then clamped her sexy thighs, which were clad in gray stockings, between them, and inserted my 18-centimeter-long, hard penis between her legs. The fierce thrusting of my penis between her stockinged legs created an extremely lewd scene.

"Oh, you little brat, where did you learn this kind of thing? I'm so ashamed!" My mother covered her eyes with her hands, too embarrassed to look at the huge penis thrusting between her stockinged legs.

"This is called leg sex. I learned it from a book. Doesn't it look like a giant python in a valley?" "What giant python? You really are..." My mother simply turned her head away, unable to look any longer.

My large penis, tightly gripped, moved rapidly up and down, enjoying the unparalleled silken touch between my mother's legs.

Just as I was about to ejaculate from those beautiful legs, I paused, stepped back a little, and used my mother's stockinged little feet to clamp my penis, beginning another round of thrusting.

"You do this? Oh my god, Xiao Yang, you..." "This is called footjob.

It feels so good, Mom, your little feet feel so good."

I thrust rapidly between the soles of my mother's stockinged feet, watching my mother's shy, feminine expression, making me so happy that I lost all sense of time.

Not long after, my penis gushed out streams of semen like a fountain, spraying down and making my mother's stockings sticky.

I let my mother's legs continue to hold my semi-erect penis, and we sat on the bed to rest for a few minutes before I released her legs so she could wipe the semen off her legs and the bed, and also wipe my penis.

Watching my mother's charming expression of both reproach and tenderness as she cleaned up the semen, my heart stirred again, and I slowly became erect once more.

As my mother got up to go to the bathroom to wash her stockings, I hugged her from behind, preventing her from leaving the room.

"What are you doing, Xiao Yang? Your legs are still sticky!" Mom gently tapped my head.

"No, stay with me a little longer."

With that, I raised my now fully restored weapon again, and with both of us standing, I inserted my penis between Mom's legs from behind, rubbing against her genitals through her stockings, making her tremble slightly.

"Don't thrust like that, Xiao Yang, that's not..." Mom tried to get away.

"I'm just fucking your stockinged legs, Mom..." I said, filled with lust.

"What do you mean by 'doing it'? It sounds awful, ah..." Mom couldn't finish her sentence because my penis was thrusting in and out between her legs, while I reached out and grabbed her two round breasts from behind.

Even though it was just through her clothes, Mom was so weak she couldn't speak, letting me knead her breasts while thrusting my penis between her legs.

Mom's inner thighs were already sensitive, and the angle of my thrusts was perfect for hitting her genitals.

Under this double assault, Mom quickly reached her climax.

"No...no...stop...ahhhhh!" After a shudder, Mom went limp. Through her stockings and panties, I could feel a damp heat inside her panties, even seeping through them and wetting my penis.

"Could it be that Mom has reached that legendary climax?" Lost in these lewd thoughts, I thrust my penis in and out a few more times, "plop plop," releasing the last of my semen, soaking Mom's crotch. It was impossible to tell if it was my semen or her post-orgasmic vaginal fluid.

"Okay, okay, Mom's going to wash up..." Mom blushed as she pulled away from my bear hug and headed towards the bathroom, a mess.

"Mom, did you just have an orgasm?" I boldly asked.

"Wh...what!? You little brat, talking nonsense! I'm ignoring you!" Mom was incredibly embarrassed and quickly scurried into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

After that, this incestuous play didn't last long. My mother said that we had to stop for a while. I was so disappointed that I almost cried, thinking that I had done something wrong.

My mother quickly hugged me and comforted me, explaining that it was because she was menstruating and wasn't feeling well, so it wasn't convenient for me to use my thighs to hold my penis and thrust.

"But I'm so swollen, what should I do?"

I asked innocently.

"I also like Xiao Yang to do that to me..." my mother said shyly, revealing her true thoughts. "But there's really no way. Can I help Xiao Yang with my hand?" my mother suggested enthusiastically, after all, she couldn't bear to see her son suffer from holding back his semen.

With no other options, I could only nod and agree to return to the first solution.

My mother had me sit on the edge of the bed, pulled down my pants, and took out my already erect and huge penis to start masturbating.

However, I don't know if I've started to get used to my mother's masturbation, or if my endurance is slowly getting stronger, but after masturbating for more than twenty minutes, I still couldn't ejaculate.

Finally, my mother's hand started to ache, just like mine had been. "Xiao Yang, have you gotten better? You've become so long-lasting. You're not the little boy who would ejaculate as soon as your mother touched you anymore."

My mother said, her tone a mix of happiness and worry.

"I don't know either. I still feel so good, but it's always just a little bit short. I just can't ejaculate."

I frowned, making a painful expression as my penis was held in my mother's hand.

"What should I do?" my mother asked helplessly, wondering if she had done something wrong.

"Then, Mom, can you use your mouth to help Xiaoyang?" "Huh?!" Mom was so surprised that she took a step back. "What do you mean by using your mouth to help you?" "It means using Mom's little mouth to hold Xiaoyang's penis, and then moving it back and forth and licking it with my tongue..." "Stop, stop, stop!" Mom nervously reached out and covered my mouth with her little hand. "Don't say that again. Where did you hear such a crazy idea?" "My classmates told me. They said it's called oral sex, and it feels really good to be done like that by a woman."

I looked at Mom with expectant eyes.

"What?!" Mom was a little angry. "Making your mother suck your son's... well... isn't that too embarrassing?" "But I really can't ejaculate."

I spread my hands innocently. "Mom, please, I know you love Xiao Yang the most, please help Xiao Yang."

I grabbed Mom's hand and swung it, acting like a spoiled child.

Mom couldn't resist me and said, "Alright, alright, you little rascal!" "I knew Mom was the best to me!" Happy, I quickly stood up and pointed my penis directly at Mom's pouting little cat mouth.

"You knew it! You little pervert!" Mom reached out and stroked my bulging, veiny penis a few times. "Let me make this clear, Mom has never done this before..." "Not even Dad?" I laughed at that.

"Yeah, you little pervert."

Mom said helplessly, then hesitated for a moment looking at the penis in front of her, and gently stuck out her tongue to lick it, making me shudder. After confirming that the taste wasn't too bad, she slowly covered the glans with her entire lips and began to move back and forth.

Because my penis was too thick and long, Mom couldn't swallow the whole thing, only the front half.

Receiving oral sex from my beautiful mother for the first time, I tilted my head back and moaned with pleasure.

Because she wasn't very skilled, at first her teeth would scrape my glans. After I showed a pained expression, she quickly corrected herself, knowing to avoid scraping my penis with her teeth.

My mother's tongue was exceptionally nimble, tracing patterns on my glans, each stroke feeling like a thousand tiny needles stimulating my penis.

I growled as I forcefully ripped open my mother's shirt, leaving only a few buttons undone.

My mother gave me a reproachful look with her bright eyes, but didn't stop me, continuing to stroke the back half of my penis back and forth with her small mouth.

With my mother's tacit approval, I swallowed hard and lifted up her lace bra. Her 35D breasts, which I hadn't seen in a long time since I'd spied on her, bounced out and swayed in front of me.

My mother's round, snow-white breasts were like elastic teardrops, their pink nipples perked up as if defying gravity. They didn't look like the breasts of a woman in her thirties at all. The skin was so delicate and thin that you could see the bluish veins underneath. Without a second thought, while my mother stood and sucked my penis, I reached down and vigorously rubbed her full breasts. As my hands rubbed her nipples, my mother trembled all over, and her mouth movements quickened.

The faster I kneaded her breasts, the harder my mother sucked.

I suddenly pulled out my penis and gently placed my mother on the bed. My mother looked at me with a puzzled expression. I quickly straddled her chest, using her large breasts to clamp my penis between them, and continued thrusting while her soft flesh enveloped it.

Because my penis was quite thick and long, and my mother's breasts were large, the tip of my penis was still tightly inserted into my mother's mouth while I was thrusting in and out of her cleavage. I enjoyed the dual pleasure of breast sex and oral sex at the same time, feeling like I was about to fly away in bliss.

"Mom, I...I'm going to cum!" Before Mom could react, the penis inside her mouth began to ejaculate in bursts of cloudy semen.

Mom wanted to pull back and release the penis, but because I was straddling her upper body and tightly gripping her two large, snow-white breasts, she couldn't get away. It wasn't until I had ejaculated until only a few streams remained that I released Mom's breasts, knelt up, and pulled the penis out of Mom's mouth in one breath, uncontrollably spraying the last few spurts of semen onto Mom's beautiful face.

My mother, her mouth half-open and dazed from being sprayed in the face, collapsed onto the bed. Realizing semen was already dripping from the corner of her mouth, she snapped her lips shut and, with a gulp, swallowed all the semen I had just ejaculated into her mouth.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I made you eat my dirty stuff..." "This is my beloved Xiao Yang's stuff, how could it be dirty?

But you little pervert, not pulling out is one thing, but when you did, you sprayed all over my face."

My mother gently tapped my head. "Are you satisfied now, you little pervert?" "Satisfied!" I laughed happily.

My mother then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. As she left, I accidentally discovered that she scraped the semen off her face with her fingers and put it in her mouth... The lewd games between my mother and me became more and more varied, including basic masturbation, stocking leg play, foot play, stocking leg play from behind, oral sex, and the newly added breast play.

Recently, my mother has come up with a new trick: while I'm squeezing her silk-stockinged legs and full, white breasts, she puts a delicate silk stocking over the tip of my penis and then performs oral sex. The sensation of the urethral opening rubbing against the thin silk stocking is almost maddening. Coupled with my mother's increasingly skillful and flexible tongue service, I often ejaculate for almost half a minute. After ejaculating, I always have to lie down and rest for a long time. During this time, my mother continues to suck on my penis through the silk stocking, as if she wants to suck all the semen from the entire shaft into her mouth.

My mother also said that semen really doesn't taste good, but whenever she felt it was her son's ejaculation, she couldn't help but want to eat it all up.

This kind of oral sex while wearing stockings really entertained me for quite a while.

But I wasn't satisfied.

Many times during intimacy, I also tried to caress my mother's genitals through her underwear and stockings, trying to arouse her sexual desire and then have wild sex with her, but my mother always refused to let me continue, so I always felt a little regretful.

These lewd days continued for several months, until finally something changed.

The change occurred because the company my mother worked for was recently negotiating a huge multinational corporation deal. The representative from the other party stared at my mother, who was wearing a suit and black stockings, and therefore, he privately asked my mother's boss if she could spend the night with him, in exchange for immediate and unconditional approval of the proposal.

When the boss presented this condition to my mother, she was furious and immediately and firmly refused. However, because the potential profits from this deal were so enormous, the boss had to threaten to immediately transfer her to a sinecure as a manager if she did not agree.

My mother, without hesitation, still refused. The boss, unwilling to take drastic measures, gave her a week off to think things over and reply with a new idea.

When my mother returned home that day, her face ashen, I was already waiting for her after school.

She took off her high heels in the entryway and entered the house. The moment she saw my face, she burst into tears, rushing to me and hugging my neck tightly.

"Xiao Yang, tell me, are all men that bad? Do they all only want my body?" my mother sobbed, questioning me. Unable to answer immediately, I could only lead her to the sofa, gently patting her soft body to comfort her.

"Mommy, don't cry. Tell me what happened,"

I gently nuzzled my cheek against hers.

Mommy then poured out all the grievances she'd suffered at work, and when she got to the parts she was upset about, she started sobbing again.

Her arms around my neck tightened even more.

"Mommy, don't cry, be a good girl, be a good girl, Xiaoyang feels sorry for you,"

I said, using all the words my mommy used to comfort me when I was little.

Hearing these words, Mom paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter through her tears. "Xiao Yang is the worst! You're always trying to take advantage of Mom!" I gently kissed her cheek. "I didn't want Mom to be sad. I love Mom the most; Mom is my precious little one.

It hurts me so much when you're sad."

"Xiao Yang, is that true? You love Mom the most? You feel so sorry for Mom…?" Mom's beautiful eyes were still filled with tears as she pouted and looked up to ask.

This little woman's coquettishness touched my heart. "Yes, I love Mom the most, and I feel so sorry for Mom!" "Do you love Mom the most?" Yes, I love Mom the most. "

My little darling, Mommy loves you so much, I can't live without you..." As she spoke, Mommy closed her eyes and brought her kitten's mouth close to mine. I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do.

Was she asking me to kiss Mommy? Even when we were physically intimate before, Mommy never let me kiss her on the lips. Wasn't this a welcome kiss? While I was hesitating, Mommy, with glistening tears in her eyes, opened her eyes and saw that I was hesitating for some reason. "My baby is shy now!" she said, then closed her eyes again and pressed her little mouth to mine. Her tiny tongue pried open my lips and slipped inside.

Unsure of what to do, I instinctively intertwined my tongue with my mother's small, fragrant tongue. The soft, smacking sounds of our kissing filled the living room, incredibly moving.

At that moment, I felt no lust, only tenderness for my mother. I simply held her soft body tightly, gently kissing my mother, who seemed especially endearing today, unwilling to let go.

After a while, my stepmother finally released me, panting. We both breathed heavily, then laughed.

"Xiao Yang is so good at kissing, Mommy felt so good,"

she said, pressing her alluring body against mine again.

"I...I had my first kiss,"

I said shyly.

"Really?" Mom said happily, "Your son gave me his first kiss!" As she spoke, Mom reached out and touched my chest, which had become increasingly broad with age. "Mom...Mom wants another first time for your son..." "Huh?" Not quite understanding, I just blurted out a silly "Ah."

"Silly Xiao Yang..." My mother's soft, boneless little hand reached to my crotch before I could react, gently stroking it a few times through my pants. My ears turned red with embarrassment. "Mommy wants you to pamper Mommy with your body, to give Mommy your most precious first time..." At that moment, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I stared blankly at my shy mother, and then my first reaction was to pick her up and carry her to her room, placing her on the bed.

Standing by the bed, my desire began to burn fiercely. My crotch was stretched to an unprecedented size by the weapon inside. I stood there, staring at my alluring mother lying on the bed, still wearing her suit and flesh-colored stockings, but I didn't make a move immediately. I just quietly brewed the atmosphere.

"Come on..." Hearing this gentle call, I finally couldn't resist and pressed my body forward against my mother's, kissing her passionately. I forcefully tore open my mother's clothes and bra, then ripped them off and threw them aside. Her 35D breasts, which had been confined inside for so long, bounced out freely.

I grasped my mother's naked upper body, her large, snow-white breasts, and kneaded them forcefully. The pink buds on her breasts quickly hardened under my stimulation, turning into two firm, pink nipples.

My rough caresses brought my mother to a state of blissful pleasure; she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out seductive moans.

Not content with just playing with her big breasts, I fiercely ripped off my mother's tight skirt and began caressing her beautiful legs in stockings, which I loved most. Today, my mother was wearing a very thin, very soft, high-waisted, shiny flesh-colored pantyhose, which covered her perfectly proportioned legs. I couldn't help but lower my head and lick my mother's beautiful legs.

Especially my mother's sensitive inner thighs, which were quickly soaked with my continuous kisses. Her soft moans never stopped, and I, while frantically taking off my own clothes, continued to kiss her beautiful legs in stockings.

"It hurts a little here too..." My mother turned her flushed face to the side, reached into her pantyhose, untied the bows on both sides of her underwear, and then pulled the entire pair of underwear out of the pantyhose and threw it on the bed.

It turned out that Mom was wearing drawstring panties today, so I could have sex with her without taking off my pantyhose.

Seeing Mom's private parts made my blood boil, and my already huge penis became even bigger and throbbed a few times.

I first licked Mom's smooth vulva through the thin, shiny pantyhose. After not seeing her for a long time, Mom's beautiful private parts were still very tempting, smooth and hairless, like a young girl's vulva, with two cute pink mini labia, and a small, engorged clitoris on them.

Licking through her pantyhose wasn't enough, so I gently tore a small hole in the crotch of her pantyhose, allowing my tongue to slip through and caress her vulva directly.

The moment my tongue touched her engorged clitoris, she let out a sweet moan, gripping my hair tightly as if urging me to do more.

Encouraged, I licked her clitoris, her lovely labia, and even inserted my tongue into her vaginal opening.

Her juices flowed endlessly from her vulva, and I savored the sweet nectar, gulping it all down.

"It's filthy, Xiao Yang, don't eat it..." "I like anything from Mommy, how can it be filthy?" With that, I continued to knead Mommy's thighs, clad in shiny stockings, and lick her vulva, causing her to tremble violently before gushing out even more love juice.

"Ah... Mommy's dying... dying..." Mommy's body remained tense for a long time before finally relaxing.

It seemed she had reached an orgasm.

This made me feel quite proud—this was my first time, and it seemed I had some talent after all.

"Xiao Yang is so good, it feels so good to Mommy..." After the climax, Mommy looked at me lazily, then reached out and encircled my swollen penis, saying, "Come on, let Mommy love Xiao Yang's little cock."

I straddled Mommy's chest, using her large 35D breasts to clamp my penis, and thrusting my glans into her small red lips, while my hands each grasped one of her large, white breasts and vigorously rubbed them.

In addition to using her hands to gather her huge breasts together to clamp my penis, Mommy also used her small mouth to continuously caress my glans.

"Xiao Yang's thing is so big, so hard and so hot!"

Mom paused her mouth for a moment, saying these words with a seductive expression, before continuing to service my penis at an accelerated pace.

Under the multiple stimulations, I was almost about to ejaculate, so I quickly withdrew my entire hot penis and paused briefly.

Mom looked at me, puzzled, wondering what I was going to do next.

I gently tapped my mother's cute nose with my finger. "Silly Mommy, how can you use your penis to hurt Mommy's tempting little hole right after you've already ejaculated?" My mother laughed with relief. I pressed my whole body against my mother and gently moved my hot penis to her vulva. While stroking my mother's legs, which were wearing shiny stockings, I tore the already torn pantyhose holes a little bigger, and kissed my mother passionately, while using my penis to find the alluring little hole to insert into.

But with my upper body pressed against my mother's large breasts, and my lower body hidden, several attempts to penetrate failed. Sweating profusely, I looked at my mother with pleading eyes.

My mother gave me a "I can't take it anymore" look, and reached her delicate hand down to her lower body, gently grasping my burning-hot penis and aiming it at her already overflowing vagina.

The sensation was indescribable.

Having identified the entry point, I didn't rush in, but gently touched the head of my penis against the entrance of my mother's vagina.

My mother's vagina was already soaked, with vaginal fluid flowing continuously, soaking the entire sheet beneath her.

Seeing that I was only passing by the door without entering, my mother became anxious.

"Mmm... Xiao Yang, be nice to Mommy."

"What will you use to be nice to Mommy?" "You're naughty!" Mommy lightly slapped my chest.

"If you don't tell me what it is, I won't be nice to Mommy."

"You!" Mommy had no choice but to bring her mouth close to my cheek, gently sucking on my ear and licking it with her tongue, then whispering, "Use your hot, big cock to be nice to Mommy..." Hearing this encouragement, I couldn't hold back any longer. My 18-centimeter-long, fierce cock, already pressed against the entrance of her vagina, with a soft "plop," started from the egg-sized glans and forcefully thrust into Mommy's vagina! I inserted my penis into Mommy, I fucked Mommy, I finally made love with Mommy! I committed incest with my mother! "Ah

...

"It's alright, Xiao Yang..." Mom saw the worry in my eyes. "Mommy just hasn't done it in a long time, and yours is so thick and long, so I couldn't take it for a moment.

You can... start moving slowly."

Having received the permission, I began to gently thrust my large penis in and out of her honey hole.

Mom's wet and hot vagina was so tight that it felt like countless tentacles were gripping my penis, making it extremely difficult to thrust forward or pull back.

I sat up, placed Mom's two beautiful legs, covered in stockings, on my shoulders, and turned to kiss her stockinged feet, trying to make her relax a little.

Soon, my saliva covered both of my mother's calves and the tips of her stockings, making the shiny stockings look incredibly lewd.

After a while, I saw that my mother's furrowed eyebrows were beginning to relax slightly, so I confidently began to slowly thrust my already unbearable penis

in and out. My mother watched our piston-like movements, her face turning completely red, and she simply turned her head to the side, refusing to look any longer.

Seeing that my mother was beginning to adapt to my thick, long penis, I began my thrusting motion.

Although both in and out were incredibly difficult, with gradual expansion, less and less of the part that was originally outside her vagina remained until finally the entire penis was inside her flower path.

"Mmm...oh...Xiao Yang...Xiao Yang...Mom is fine now, move with confidence...Mom...Mom feels so good..." At this moment, with my gradually increasing thrusting speed, the room was filled with the sounds of our bodies colliding and the splashing sounds of our vaginal fluids being drawn in and out.

"Oh... what's that sound? It's so embarrassing... Xiao Yang... Xiao Yang, harder... fuck Mommy harder..." After starting the piston-like motion, I, being a novice, couldn't hold on for long. Mommy's tight white tiger hole quickly squeezed me so much that I couldn't bear it anymore, but I couldn't stop my desire to continue thrusting. I just kept hitting the post fiercely.

"Ahhhhh... Mommy... I'm going to cum..." "Cum inside me! Cum inside me! Xiao Yang, cum inside Mommy..." While rubbing Mommy's plump breasts shaking violently, I was biting her cute toes covered in stockings. I was already at the peak of pleasure and couldn't hold back anymore.

The pent-up semen began to fill the entire shaft. I tried to suppress the tingling sensation in my glans, but it only intensified my desire to ejaculate. Finally, a wave of pleasure rushed to my head, and in a state of mental blankness, I instinctively thrust the shaft into the deepest part of my mother's vagina.

"Ohhhhhh..." With my roar and the intense throbbing of my swollen penis, I ejaculated streams of pent-up semen deep into my mother's vagina. Once, twice, three times... I ejaculated more than ten times before I felt like I had finished. Still wanting more, I continued to suck on my mother's stockinged toes and thrust into her vagina continuously, making the whole intercourse even more pleasurable and enjoyable.

My mother felt the surging impact of my semen inside her, the hot semen making her tremble all over. Her entire vaginal canal was filled with my male fluids.

I finally ejaculated inside my mother... The thought lingered in my mind, and the incomparably pleasurable incestuous stimulation returned. My

penis, which was still thrusting in and out, did not soften at all, remaining unusually hard, ready to continue the next round of fierce battle without needing a rest.

"Xiao... Xiao Yang... you've ejaculated, do you want to rest for a bit... ahhh..." My beautiful mother couldn't continue speaking when she felt my explosive and powerful thrusts again.

Her large breasts swayed incessantly with my relentless thrusting, while her small toes, encased in stockings, arched from the pleasure.

I briefly withdrew my penis from my mother's body, flipped her alluring form over into a doggy-style position, and then, gripping her shiny pantyhose-clad buttocks tightly, thrust my eighteen-centimeter-long sex weapon deep into her enchanting flower once more.

"Oh! So deep! Xiao Yang is penetrating so deep, Mommy feels so good, harder, harder!" Penetrating Mom from behind not only allowed me to knead her bouncy buttocks covered in thin stockings, but also to thrust wildly into her vagina at an even deeper angle.

I felt that each full-force thrust hit something I didn't know at the deepest point; I guess that was Mommy's clitoris.

With each powerful slam of my penis, Mommy was already screaming and moaning, her rosy lips involuntarily drooling uncontrollably with pleasure.

Mommy's vagina was ridiculously tight, giving my penis a more intense sexual pleasure than masturbation or oral sex.

As I fucked Mommy in this position, her two huge breasts swung violently back and forth like a pendulum, making me feel incredibly aroused from behind.

"Mommy, you're so tight, you're squeezing my little cock so tight it feels amazing!" "Baby...you're so big and thick...ahh...fuck Mommy...ahhh...fuck Mommy to death...ah..." Mommy's lewd moans seemed to urge me to fuck her even harder.

Having just experienced this for the first time tonight, I didn't know how to control my strength or any thrusting techniques.

I just used all my brute force to thrust wildly. Fortunately, my mother, who had been widowed for decades, seemed to particularly enjoy her son's tiger-like, surging thrusts because she hadn't had sex in so long. With my left hand, I continued to squeeze and knead the soft, fine stockings that clung to my mother's buttocks, while my right hand reached down to my mother's chest and forcefully groped her sagging, large breasts.

At this moment, the mother is receiving stimulation from multiple sources, and an electric current of pleasure flows uncontrollably throughout her body; in particular, the tender flesh deep inside her vagina is constantly being pierced by her son's vicious penis, and the soft inner walls tightly wrap around the penis, allowing both partners to gradually reach the peak of sexual intercourse.

"Mommy...I love you...I love your big tits, oh oh oh...I love your pussy, I love your stockinged legs, I love fucking you every day..." "Mommy loves you too...Let Xiao Yang fuck me every day, Mommy will let you... ah ah...Let you fuck my stockinged legs every day, let you fuck my pussy every day... ah ah..." Mommy was already talking nonsense with my fierce thrusts, and her usual restraint had been thrown away. The body under my crotch was just an incestuous slut who craved her own son's penis to fuck her wildly.

"Oh...oh...I'm...I'm coming...I can't take it anymore...ahhh..." Under the thrusting of my huge penis, my mother's honeyed spot was filled with continuous pleasure. My mother could no longer resist the continuous stimulation of the burning hot rod, opened her mouth wide, and groaned loudly.

With a long, drawn-out moan, I felt my mother's inner walls tighten beyond their limit, gripping my penis so tightly it felt like it would break. Not only did the vaginal sphincter tighten, but especially the clitoris, where my glans was constantly pounding, felt as if it were being squeezed by tens of kilograms of force. At that moment, a gush of hot liquid spurted out from deep within her, giving my glans a wave of pleasure. My already swollen glans instantly reached its maximum limit.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A powerful wave of pleasure shot through my spine. After several rapid, heavy thrusts, I plunged my penis deep into my mother's womb, and a second torrent of hot semen gushed into her uterus. My

mother, who had already reached orgasm, arched her back with each continuous stream of semen, hooking her right arm around my neck. Her beautiful, bright eyes and mouth opened wide, and she remained frozen in that position, speechless, her body trembling as she endured her son's explosive ejaculation, reaching another unprecedentedly intense orgasm.

My body was completely out of my control; only my wide-open penis could ejaculate semen into my mother's flower core, watering her long-untouched secret garden, seemingly without end. My mind had drifted off to who-knows-where; I thought this moment might be heaven! We remained in this position for several minutes before the climax slowly subsided and we collapsed onto the bed.

My mother was too exhausted to say a word, only breathing heavily.

I, on the other hand, remained firmly pressed against my mother's back, one hand gripping her breast and her pantyhose buttocks.

After a long while, my enormous penis finally subsided, and I withdrew from my mother's vagina, still wet with her fluids. With a "pop," like an embolism being pulled, a large amount of thick, white liquid gushed out as I pulled out, flowing all over the bed.

I was a little surprised by the astonishing amount of semen; it seemed like I'd only ejaculated this much after seven or eight consecutive times, even with my ammunition fully loaded. Perhaps it was also due to the vaginal fluids my mother released during her orgasm! "Mom."

Catching my breath, I slowly placed my penis between my mother's two stockinged legs, enjoying the feeling of it being tightly gripped by the smooth, soft silk. I spoke to my mother, "Mom, is it comfortable?" My mother turned and kissed me, her face flushed, saying, "It feels so good! My little darling is so amazing, so thick and big, and you're so vigorous.

At first it was so painfully swollen, but then it made Mom feel so incredibly good.

And..." "Those two ejaculations you made, it was ridiculously plentiful. It felt like a hose was going down there spraying hot water inside me. It felt so good, so good, I felt like I was flying. I never imagined my precious son could ejaculate so much."

Mom paused, then whispered, "Mommy loves the feeling of you shooting a huge load of semen inside me..." "Mommy, I love you so much!" I kissed Mommy's lips fiercely. I

had been fantasizing about this for a long time, but I never imagined that my first sexual experience would be with my own mother.

Mommy is so beautiful and charming; for so long, she had only been an object of my fantasies. Today, Mommy offered herself to me. This incestuous pleasure between mother and son was both lewd and exciting.

My mother's delicate face, her devilishly alluring curves, and the sheer stockings covering her legs, along with her constant moans and gasps during penetration—all of it was so pleasurable it was unbearable. I think I truly loved the feeling of having incestuous sex with my mother.

"Can we do this again in the future?" I asked my mother, holding her tightly in my arms.

My mother nestled shyly in my embrace. "You brat, you're making me feel so good I'm almost dying, and you're asking me if we can do it again?" I couldn't help but kiss my mother's lips hard again.

"By the way, Mom, could you be pregnant?" Lost in the tenderness with my mother, I suddenly thought of this question. "I ejaculated all inside you, will there be any problems?" "You only thought of that now!" My mother chuckled and gently bit my lip. "Today is my safe period, there shouldn't be any problems... I can just take birth control pills from now on."

"Won't it be bad to keep taking birth control pills?" "It's okay, the main thing is..." Mom paused for a moment and then whispered, "I just said that Mom likes the feeling of you ejaculating inside me..." I hugged the beauty in my arms tightly, the satisfaction in my heart was indescribable. Perhaps the love between mother and son reaching its highest point is the result of incestuous sex! "Oh, oh... Fuck me... Ahhhhhh..." It was another evening after school. As soon as I got home, before I even had time to take off my shoes, I rushed into the kitchen and caught my mother, who was trying to escape. I quickly pinned her down on the dining table, pulled down the zipper of my pants, and tore a slit in my mother's opaque black velvet pantyhose. Without even a bit of foreplay, I thrust my erect penis deep inside her. I knew that as soon as I got out of school, my mother would be soaking wet and ready to come home and have sex with me.

At first, after tearing open my pantyhose, I had to pull aside my thong to insert my sex weapon into my mother's vagina. Later, my mother developed the habit of only wearing pantyhose when she came home, waiting for her son to come home so they could engage in incestuous mating.

I pulled out my mother's two full, round breasts from behind her shirt and began to fondle them with pleasure.

I also kicked off my pants so that while I was raping my mother's vulva, I could still enjoy the smooth pleasure of my lower body being pressed tightly against her pantyhose.

"Ah..." Mom let out a sweet moan, her bright eyes filled with infinitely alluring charm.

She seemed unable to speak, only indulging herself in the repeated, brutal thrusts of her handsome son, whose appearance did not match his looks.

"Mom's so horny, she started moaning as soon as it went in!" I lifted Mom's legs, clad in black velvet stockings, and wrapped them around my waist. Mom cooperated by automatically wrapping her legs around me, frantically craving her son to continue ravaging her.

"It's all your fault... You're so bad... My baby is so bad and so good at fucking... Ahh, you're fucking me so hard I'm about to die, harder... harder... Ahhh..." The mother's cries grew louder and louder, her breasts swaying dizzily in front of her chest with her desperate moans, her long, stockinged legs... The entanglement tightened, finally reaching its limit at the climax of our intercourse, pushing my lust to its peak. My glans was forced deep into my mother's womb, passing through her clitoris and reaching her uterus, ejaculating a large amount of hot, lustful fluid. It couldn't even contain it all, and began to flow from the junction of my penis and her vagina.

This scalded my mother's clitoris, causing her to experience another frenzied climax, and she screamed loudly again, disregarding her image, her beautiful eyes streaming with sweet tears of overwhelming pleasure.

The two beasts, the lustful mother and the wolfish son, who both crave incestuous sex, seemed to melt together in this climax, never to be separated again.

Just after we reached our peak, I gently placed my mother on the dining table, my right hand lightly supporting her waist, while my left hand continued to caress her thigh, which was clad in black fleece stockings, slowly helping her regain her breathing.

At that moment, I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turning outside the door. I quickly put my mother down and pushed her back into the room, while I hurriedly put on my trousers, grabbed a rag, and wiped the dining table, pretending everything was normal.

"I'm home!" For some reason, my older sister, who should have been in evening study hall at this hour, pushed open the door and came back. She was wearing black pantyhose because of the cold weather. Her face, almost identical to mine, her curvaceous figure, and her slender legs suddenly overlapped with my mother's image in my eyes.

"Sis, why are you back so early?" I asked, trying to calm myself down.

"The school had a power outage today, so we couldn't have evening study hall… Little brother, why didn't you zip up the zipper?" Only after my sister spoke did I hurriedly zip it up.

Luckily, my penis had already gone soft; otherwise, it would have been strange if my sister hadn't noticed something was wrong with my still-erect member.

After my sister finished speaking, she went back to her room to change her clothes. I squinted at her beautiful body from behind, and my penis, which had already tasted flesh, became erect again uncontrollably.

So, my sister also has a pair of beautiful legs in stockings; she's a good target for sex...

My name is Li Yuyang, and I'm eighteen years old.

Sometimes, thinking about my family's situation is really unbelievable. After all, this kind of thing isn't something most people experience. After several years, I've finally sorted things out, so I'm writing it down to share.

When I had no memories and was still confused, my father was gone. When I was in elementary school, the school held an event and invited parents to the school. I even asked my mother, in my naivety, why we didn't have a father.

Mom's small lips trembled slightly. "Xiao Yang, Dad has gone to a very far place."

Of course, as she got older, she knew that Dad had been in a fatal car accident, hit by a drunk driver. But the gentle mother was afraid that if her son knew, it would have a bad influence on him, so she only spoke vaguely about it.

Without Dad, Mom's life had not been easy these past few years.

My aunt told me that my mom was crowned the campus beauty by all the boys when she first entered university. She was so young that my dad, who was supposedly very handsome at the time, pursued her. She had her baby while still in university and got married along the way; they were the envy of everyone on campus… or is "campus couple" a more accurate description? She gave birth to us during the summer break of her sophomore year, so she didn't even need to ask for leave—it was incredibly convenient.

Why do I say "gave birth to us"? Because we are twins, fraternal twins.

However, we look very alike; it's almost impossible to tell us apart by our facial features. When we were little, even relatives and friends couldn't tell us apart when our hair was only half-grown. It wasn't until we started school and my hair was cut short while my sister's grew long that it became easier to distinguish us.

I guess my sister and I inherited our parents' good genes. From childhood to adulthood, many people have said we're beautiful, although I'm actually a little annoyed, since I'm a boy! But looking at my mother, I know there's a reason why we look so delicate. She

has slender, willow-leaf eyebrows paired with bright, large eyes, a small, exquisite nose with a straight bridge, and moist lips that always wear a smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, like a cute little cat's mouth.

My mother's long, soft, jet-black hair seems weightless, always swaying in the wind. I heard that an advertising company even approached her to film a shampoo commercial.

Although she's thirty-seven now, she still looks like a girl in her early twenties, probably because she takes good care of herself.

After my father passed away, my mother devoted herself wholeheartedly to working to raise my sister and me. Although she always had many suitors, she never fell for any of them. I guess my sister and I are her whole world, and she doesn't need anyone else's involvement.

My mom especially dotes on me, her younger brother. Even after I reached school age, she couldn't bear to send me to school, only enrolling my older sister. She took me to work every day to continue taking care of me for an extra year, so my sister is already a senior in high school while I'm only a junior.

Perhaps it's because my mom's position is high enough and her performance is good enough that no one says anything when she brings her child to work? My mom is a senior manager at a foreign company, so she has to wear a business suit to work every day.

When I was little, I always loved to stick close to my mom. I noticed that before she went out, she would always put on some strange things on her legs, like pants or socks, some shiny, some transparent, some black, some gray, all sorts of different colors.

I asked my mother curiously, "Mom, what are you wearing?" My mother stopped halfway through putting on the pantyhose, smiled, and said, "These are pantyhose."

I innocently asked, "Can I touch them?" My mother's little cat-like lips curled up. "Sure, but you can only touch Mom's. You can't touch other girls' pantyhose."

"Okay, I know!" My mother continued to put the pantyhose on her already smooth and delicate legs, lifted her tight skirt to pull the pantyhose up to her waist, and then smoothed the stockings on her legs.

My little hand gently touched my mother's stockinged calves. The instant sensation was like an electric shock, a complete upheaval. Looking back, that was probably my first experience with a stocking fetish! My uncontrollable hand began to stroke her legs back and forth, the silky smooth texture sending a jolt through my little head, as if trying to memorize that feeling.

After touching her calves, I was about to reach up to her thighs when my mother blushed and stopped me.

"Little Yang, you're being naughty. You can't touch any higher."

"Why not?" I asked, my innocent eyes wide with confusion.

"Because..." Mom tilted her head, trying seriously to explain, "You can't just touch a girl's legs."

"Then Mom can't let me touch them."

I said aggrievedly, my bright eyes almost brimming with tears, "Does Mom not like me anymore?" "Of course I like you, you're the apple of my eye, I love you the most."

Mom touched my face tenderly.

"Then I want to touch Mommy's feet, I want to touch Mommy's pantyhose!" I clung tightly to Mommy's leg, stubbornly resisting her. Finally, Mommy couldn't take it anymore and laughed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. She gently picked me up, who was still very small at the time, and placed me on her lap. "My little darling, I give in to you."

With that, she pulled me away. I placed my little hand on my mother's thigh, which was clad in shiny stockings. "Look at you, you little pervert! What are you going to do now?"

I giggled happily, having succeeded, and continued to stroke my mother's smooth, stockinged legs. Although I had no idea why I was thinking like that, my hand just kept touching her uncontrollably.

At that time, I didn't have any lustful intentions when touching my mother's stockings; I just thought they felt nice to touch.

This habit of touching my mother's stockings every morning continued until about the fourth grade of elementary school. I was quite a big kid back then! One morning when I woke up, I felt like there was something in my pants. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, only to find that my penis had slightly grown and was sticking up. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I was terrified. I kicked off the covers and ran to my mother's room in a panic.

"Mom! I'm sick!" My mother, who was getting ready for work and changing her clothes, saw my panicked look and quickly bent down to hug me. "Xiao Yang, what's wrong? Where are you sick?" "Mom, look at my penis, it's swollen!" My mother was slightly surprised when she saw my penis after I pulled down my pants. She realized that her son was starting to develop, although it wasn't very obvious, but it was already erect.

"Oh, this means your little penis is getting bigger, it means Xiao Yang is growing up."

Mom reached out and patted my head. "Our Xiao Yang will soon be a grown-up."

"Really?" I finally smiled with relief after my initial panic, and my right hand instinctively went to Mom's thigh and started touching her smooth stockings.

But touching them only made things worse; my previously half-erect penis quickly grew bigger and harder, eventually reaching an angle of over 90 degrees and continuing to point upwards.

Mom, who had been basking in the joy of her son's growth, was stunned. How did her son get an erection from touching her stockinged legs? And this ten-year-old boy, though not very old, already had an erection as large as an adult's, or even more so; the densely veined shaft was quite alarming.

Looking at her son's erect penis, the mother actually felt shy.

She subtly brushed away the little hand clinging to her leg, softly saying, "Xiao Yang, put your pants on. You're a grown-up, why are you being so shy?"

"Yes, I'm a grown-up!" Happy, I didn't notice my mother brushing my hand away. I just happily pulled up my pants and ran back to my room to get dressed for school.

After that, my mother wouldn't let me touch her stockinged legs anymore.

She always said adults shouldn't touch stockings, that I was too shy to leave my mother's side, and that little perverts would be laughed at. Whenever I put my hand on my mother's leg, she would push it away.

Maybe it was because I was really growing up and becoming more sensible that I realized I shouldn't touch a woman's legs so casually, and I really stopped touching my mother's stockings.

But being sensible also meant understanding women's affairs.

After entering junior high school, a bunch of precocious kids started passing around magazines that weren't actually pornographic at all, or magazines featuring women wearing slit skirts or swimsuits (it seems so stupid now), and then screaming for ages before crowding together to see what was so interesting.

Curiosity is inevitable, but that level of curiosity alone doesn't excite me. It seems not only my penis, but my lust has matured quite early.

Only I know what excites me.

Stockings.

Walking home from school, seeing young women from the neighborhood wearing suits, stockings, and high heels on their way home from work stirs a strange feeling within me, like a cat seeing a cat toy dangling in front of its eyes.

Since starting junior high, my mother no longer lets me into her room when she changes clothes. I can only watch through the half-open door as she slowly pulls on her pantyhose, following the smooth, slender legs.

Although I don't know why, every time I see this scene, my penis quickly gets erect, hard and hot. It's both uncomfortable and I can't help but watch. However, although my lust is mature, my knowledge is not, and I don't know how to release this feeling.

Until one day, during the break between classes at school, a few classmates huddled together and secretly discussed something. I vaguely heard words like "big gun," "penis," and "it feels so good."

Curious, I stood at a distance and listened for a while before pulling one of my best friends over to ask them what they were talking about.

"They're talking about how great it is to masturbate."

"What's masturbation?" "Ugh! Are you kidding me, Li Yuyang? You don't even know what masturbation is!" "What is it?" My classmate was incredibly arrogant, as if it were some huge secret that everyone in the world knew except me.

"Masturbation is when you hold your penis in your hand and keep moving it!" "That feels good?" "Please, do you have to be such an idiot?" After saying that, she shook her head and turned away as if she couldn't stand it anymore.

Having obtained this information, after school, while my mother and sister were still not home, I went back to my room, took off my pants, revealed my soft little brother, swallowed, and rubbed my hands together as if I was about to try some new scientific experiment.

After grasping the penis with my right palm, I slowly moved it back and forth. Sure enough, the penis started to get bigger and harder, and it swelled up. At first, I only felt that the penis was getting bigger and didn't think much of it. Gradually, with the back and forth stroking motion of my hand, waves of tingling and numbness came up from my penis. My mind gradually became unable to think, and my hand naturally moved faster and faster, hoping that the tingling and numbness would become stronger and stronger.

Finally, as the strange sensation on my hot penis reached its peak, a urge to urinate emanated from the glans, still partially covered by the foreskin. Panicked, I thought I needed to pee and tried to walk towards the toilet, only to find that both my legs were frozen and unable to move, while my hands continued to twitch uncontrollably.

Unable to hold it in any longer, I finally ejaculated a thick stream of white semen from my urethra, accompanied by waves of pleasure.

While ejaculating, my right hand continued its mechanical motion until five or six intense ejaculations ended, at which point I finally let out a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

So this is what masturbation feels like… From then on, whenever I saw a woman with beautiful legs in stockings on the street, my penis would secretly become erect in my pants. My classmates just thought it was strange that Li Yuyang was rushing home after school after seeing something, unaware that I was rushing home to masturbate.

One day in my third year of junior high, I was walking home again after seeing a working woman with beautiful legs in black stockings on the street. I couldn't wait to get home and masturbate, but then I found high heels in the entryway.

Apparently, my mother had gotten home earlier than me.

With his erection throbbing in his pants, he prepared to go back to his room for a quick release, but then he noticed his mother had tossed her work clothes on the bed and was already showering.

Glancing into her room, he was startled to find her pantyhose on the bed as well—he remembered them as a pair of dark gray imported pantyhose.

For some reason, he slowly walked towards his mother's room, and after looking at the gray pantyhose on her bed, his breathing became rapid.

It was the pantyhose my mother wore… It had been years since I last touched my mother's stockinged legs, and now this pair of pantyhose on the bed brought back memories of her beautiful legs in stockings.

Making sure the sound of my mother showering in the bathroom was still going on, I slowly reached for the pantyhose.

The instant my fingers touched the soft silk, a jolt of electricity rushed back to my mind, and reason was quickly left behind.

I swiftly unzipped my uniform pants, pulled out my horribly swollen penis, and began frantically rubbing my shaft with my right hand, holding the pantyhose in my left.

As I savored the soft, silky feel of my hands, I instinctively brought my mother's pantyhose close to my nose and took a deep breath at the sheer crotch.

There was my mother's unique body odor, and a faint, indescribable scent that, though ineffable, intensely aroused my desire.

Encouraged, my already erect penis swelled to another size. A few strokes with my right hand unleashed a near-maddening pleasure, and my entire shaft gushed forth thick streams of semen with unprecedented force, pumping continuously dozens of times, spraying a large patch of white, sticky fluid onto the wooden floor in front of me.

Luckily, I wasn't facing my mother's bed, or I wouldn't have had a chance to clean up.

Coming to my senses after the frenzy, I dropped my stockings and rushed to the living room to grab a whole pack of toilet paper, then hurriedly began wiping up the stains of my ejaculation on the floor in my mother's room.

After haphazardly stuffing all the toilet paper soaked in semen into the trash can in my room, Mom happened to come out after taking a shower, wrapped in a bath towel.

"Xiao Yang's home?" Mom said, drying her hair with a towel.

"Yeah, Mom, why are you home so early today?" I replied guiltily.

"I went to a client's place to take care of some things today, and I'm done... Anyway, I'll just let them know and come straight home after work."

My mother walked towards me, steaming hot. "Hey? Xiao Yang, what are you doing with a pack of toilet paper?" ...I...Ah...this..." I hurriedly explained, "I ran home and it was so hot, so I'm sweating a lot. I'm wiping myself now, like this..." After saying that, I grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped my face with it.

"Why are you running like that, you little rascal!" Mom chuckled. "I'll dry you off for you."

With that, she used the towel she'd just been using to dry her hair to wipe my head. As a third-year junior high student, I was exactly the same height as my 168cm tall mother. With her head pressed down, my gaze was drawn to her chest, wrapped in a towel.

Her chest, steaming, was heaving slightly with each breath. The towel couldn't completely cover her white, rounded upper breasts; her large, snow-white breasts looked like they were about to burst out. The overly stimulating sight made my breathing even more rapid.

"Look at you, still panting from running!" Mom scolded with maternal love.

I was panting, but not from running, because I saw your huge breasts, Mom! After rubbing the towel on my head for a while, Mom took it away. "Alright, Xiao Yang, if you're sweating, hurry back to your room and change your clothes, or take a shower."

So I hurriedly ran back to my room. Before entering, I glanced back at my mother, who was walking back to her room wrapped in a bath towel with her back to me. Her mature and voluptuous body was almost bursting out from under the towel, her huge breasts, slender waist, and round, plump buttocks were impossible to hide... Oh my god! From that day on, I began to realize that my mother was a "woman".

I've been spending more time looking at my mom lately, and I've realized she's a stunning beauty. She has long, flowing black hair, delicate and elegant features, a gentle yet slightly sweet voice, and a perfect 35D-24-36 figure (that's what she told me later, of course). She also has long, straight, beautiful legs, and with her business attire and the alluring stockings she wears every day, she's an absolutely captivating young woman.

I've also noticed her habit of taking a shower as soon as she gets home, and she always leaves her clothes on the bed: lace panties, a D-cup bra, and my favorite stockings—giving me plenty of opportunities to satisfy my lust.

Fortunately, one day during my first year of high school, I discovered that the vent on the bathroom door allowed me to see inside (of course, normally no one would peep into their own home). That very day, I immediately grabbed the flesh-colored pantyhose my mother had left on the bed, squatted under the vent, and brazenly peeped at her, even masturbating with my large penis wrapped in the pantyhose.

Hot water washed over her fair skin, dripping down her breasts, which were pink and cute, not at all like the ones her age should have. Her full breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks formed a fatal curve, and paired with her delicate and lovely face, she didn't look like a woman in her thirties at all.

And then there were her perfectly proportioned legs. Just imagining rubbing those stockings against those long, beautiful legs made my hot penis tremble uncontrollably.

At that moment, I still didn't know what sex was all about; I only felt that my mother's body was incredibly alluring. Just being able to gaze at her delicate body and ejaculate my hot semen was already an indescribable happiness.

As my mother lathered her large breasts with shower gel, she also reached out and rubbed her smooth, white, and enormous breasts. When she touched her two cute pink nipples, she unconsciously let out "ah ah" sounds, which made my blood boil even more.

My masturbation, still wrapped in pantyhose, quickened.

After washing her breasts, Mom turned around, revealing her face. Her large breasts showed no signs of sagging with age; instead, they stood proudly upright in beautiful teardrop shapes.

Looking down, I noticed something I'd never noticed before: Mom had no pubic hair.

Even I, a high school freshman, had started to grow sparse pubic hair around my penis, but Mom had none.

Her delicate vulva had two very small and cute labia; her entire genitals were small and clean, like those of a virgin.

At the time, I still didn't understand the mysteries of this place; I only thought it was exceptionally beautiful, so much so that it was impossible to look away.

My mother dripped shower gel onto her hand and slowly lowered it to her genitals, beginning to rub.

Her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly, her large, watery eyes closed, and her kitten-like lips parted gently, emitting sweet moans with each movement of her hands.

Listening to the ethereal music, my already swollen penis could no longer withstand the pleasure.

My left hand quickly pulled off the stockings still covering it, and my mind went blank as I gushed out a torrent of thick, sticky fluid into the bathroom vent, some even spraying through the vent onto my mother's calves and feet.

Startled by the intensity of my ejaculation, I quickly grabbed some toilet paper from the living room and carefully wiped away the large clump of dripping semen from the bathroom door. It felt

so good, so incredibly good.

If I hadn't learned more later, perhaps I would have been content with just that.

In my second year of high school, a group of scoundrels brought over several well-worn pornographic magazines. For me, pornography was a new experience. The only sex education I had before was probably knowing how to masturbate and some vague, incomprehensible stuff from my middle school health education textbooks.

Looking back, it seems my sex education hasn't improved much since then.

These magazines were truly extraordinary; they not only contained pictures of naked women but also several images of men and women intertwined. For me, this was a new shock, and I quickly asked my classmates what they were doing.

"Come on, you don't even understand? This is fucking, having sex, going to bed with someone, you know?" "I just don't understand."

"Come on, Yu Yang, you're so pretty... Damn, I misspoke, wait, no need to bring your fists up.

I mean, you're so handsome, you're not still a virgin, are you?" "Being a virgin isn't illegal!" I retorted angrily.

"This fucking thing..." A classmate who looked very experienced immediately started explaining the scandalous affairs of some prostitute he didn't know. Several experienced guys next to him nodded in agreement, while we few virgins were dumbfounded. Of course, there were also inexperienced guys who pretended to be experienced and spoke fluently about it.

"Anyway, the feeling of having your penis inside a woman's vagina is simply indescribable! You just want to shove your whole body, penis and all, inside her. It's a completely different world from masturbating!" "Is that so?" I asked naively.

"Exactly."

"Ugh, what are you guys talking about?!" In high school, classes were co-educational, and the girls in my class finally noticed that we were talking about such vulgar adult things. They came over angrily to interrupt our continued fantasies.

But I'd already absorbed all the knowledge, so I guess I achieved my goal, right? So, sex is more pleasurable than masturbation? How come I never knew that before? After school, I rode my bicycle home. On the way, I passed an office building. A trading company was closing up shop, and several office ladies, chatting and laughing, came out of the main entrance. They were all beautiful women wearing fitted suits and flesh-colored stockings clinging to their shapely legs. This sight gave me, a sock and leg fetishist, another surge of arousal.

Looking at their breasts and swaying hips, I wondered if having sex with them would be as pleasurable as they claimed. Thinking about it, my penis started throbbing and erect again.

Riding with my erection was uncomfortable, so I hurried home to give myself a good pounding to relieve the urge.

Before I could even take off my shoes after opening the door, I saw my mother had already returned home and was putting on her high heels, seemingly heading off somewhere.

"Xiao Yang's back! Come on, let's go grocery shopping. The company closed a huge deal today, so I'll cook something nice for you tonight."

"Ah... I..." "What 'ah'? Come on, let's go."

I tossed my backpack down, and my mother's delicate hand pulled me out the door again. Just as I was about to say no and hide back in my room to give myself a good thrashing, my mother's warm hand grabbed my heart and pulled me out with her.

Sitting in the passenger seat, my mother talked animatedly about what happened at work that day, but my attention was only drawn to her high breasts under her suit and her beautiful legs in black stockings under her tight skirt.

The object of my fantasies shifted from the ladies at that trading company to my mother.

—Yes, my mother is prettier than them all.

This isn't just idle talk.

Although she's in her thirties, my mother takes excellent care of herself.

Her already elegant and beautiful face showed no signs of aging; instead, with age, it gained a touch of mature charm. Her 35D breasts, though tightly bound by her outfit, seemed to swell uncontrollably, almost bursting out of her white silk shirt. Her slender legs, encased in non-reflective black stockings, appeared exceptionally sexy and beautiful.

Sex.

Knowing the word, lewd thoughts began to linger.

What was once just fantasizing about young women seen on the street had now become a burning desire with the addition of her mother.

Yes, physically speaking, her mother was probably the best partner for sex.

Unaware of my surroundings, my mother happily linked arms with me, selecting one high-end ingredient after another. She would occasionally rub her ample breasts against my arm, making me restless the whole way. Sometimes, pushing the shopping cart, I would fall behind her, and looking at her graceful figure and her beautiful legs tightly encased in black stockings, my penis would immediately become erect, forcing me to awkwardly conceal it as I walked.

I desperately wanted to take my mother and experience the pleasure of sex right there and then.

Back home, my mother quickly cooked and served several of my favorite dishes. My poor sister, still in her final year of high school, was still studying late into the night; it must have been so hard for her.

"Xiao Yang, open your mouth, come on, ah..." Mom thoughtfully picked up some food and fed me, treating me like a little kid. But Mom seemed to be in a really good mood today, always sporting her signature cat-like smile, looking much brighter than usual.

"I can get it myself, Mom..." I blushed and shrank back.

"No, this dish was specially made for you, Xiao Yang has to try it first to see if it tastes good."

"It's...delicious."

"Hehehe, good that it's delicious, eat more!"

Suddenly, Mom got up and took a bottle of what looked like expensive foreign liquor from the glass cabinet behind her, placing two glasses on the table.

"I'm in a good mood today, how about having a drink with Mom? Clients always give me these things, but I don't drink them often myself."

With that, Mom uncorked two stemmed glasses, filled them, and placed one in front of me.

"Huh? I'm still a minor."

"Oh, if your guardian says it's okay, then it's okay!" Mom forcefully placed the glass in my hand, then lightly tapped it against the glass in my hand, forcing me to take a small sip.

Hmm, it was a bit astringent, but it wasn't unpleasant after it warmed my throat.

During dinner, I chatted with Mom about interesting things at school, and the wine went down one glass after another.

Especially my mom, she kept drinking one glass after another. Although the alcohol content didn't seem very high, at this rate she'd be drunk soon, right? Not long after, her eyes finally closed completely, and just before she slumped onto the table, I quickly got up from my chair and caught her.

My mom rested her head on my shoulder comfortably, groaned softly, and then completely lost consciousness.

This was so embarrassing! How was I going to clean up this mess? As a high school sophomore, I'd grown to 178 centimeters tall, 10 centimeters taller than my 168-centimeter-tall mom.

I simply bent down, wrapped my other arm around her slender legs, which were clad in black stockings, and lifted her up horizontally.

The delicate touch of sheer stockings sent a shiver down my spine.

I carried my mother into her bedroom and gently laid her on the pillow. She let out a soft moan, "Xiao Yang..." Thinking she was waking up and calling me, I quickly buried my face in hers, but she was fast asleep, clearly just talking in her sleep.

Looking closely at her beautiful face, my heart raced.

Seeing her small, lovely red lips in her sleep, I was overcome by a sinful, surreptitious desire

to kiss her .

A kiss shouldn't be a problem, right? Mom used to kiss me when I was little, though it was always just on the cheek.

My mind raced with wild thoughts, and even as my mind wandered, my face involuntarily moved closer to my mother's beautiful face.

Then, I gently pecked her cute little lips.

Oh my god, I kissed Mom's lips! I kissed her! Even though it was just for a fleeting moment, the soft sensation was already on my lips, a feeling I savored and lingered over.

After kissing my mother's lips, I felt like a string had snapped, and I started to lose my mind.

He got up and walked to the foot of the bed, unzipped his uniform pants with his right hand, took out his enormous, erect penis that had grown to eighteen centimeters long, and began to stroke it fiercely.

"Ah, Mom, Mom..." He groaned, not caring whether his mother would wake up, stimulated by this immoral pleasure.

His left hand was not idle either, holding his mother's small feet, which were covered in black stockings, in his palm.

I started teasing my mother's stockinged toes. Even though she was asleep, her toes seemed very sensitive, twitching a few times that startled me, so I stopped. After confirming that she was still fast asleep, I continued to masturbate, holding her stockinged feet.

The smooth touch of her stockinged feet aroused my lust, and I gently stroked her smooth, beautiful legs as if I had found a treasure. The pleasure from my penis gradually intensified, reaching its peak and becoming uncontrollable.

Just before my swollen, purplish-red glans was about to erupt with semen, I, having lost all reason, pressed my penis against my mother's soles. My urethral opening felt the soft, silk-stockinged soles of her feet, and I suddenly ejaculated the life essence stimulated by my lust for my mother; one after another, dozens of times in a row, covering my mother's entire foot with my cloudy semen. The deadly pleasure, as if draining my brain, lasted for dozens of seconds before slowly subsiding.

After ejaculating, I felt an unusually exhilarating sensation, and only then did I realize I needed to clean up. In a panic, I grabbed a whole pack of toilet paper from the bathroom to wipe my mother's feet, which were

now soaked. Because the amount of semen was astonishing, besides her stockinged feet, a considerable amount of liquid had also splattered on the bed. So, I kept pulling out sheets of toilet paper. Only after I thought I had roughly cleaned up did I hurriedly stuff all the used toilet paper into the room's trash can.

"I'm home."

This announcement startled me greatly. It turned out my sister had come home after evening self-study. Seeing the dishes and two wine glasses on the table, it wasn't hard to guess who had been drinking.

"Hey, little brother, you've been drinking!

Where's Mom?" It was Mom who made me drink; she's drunk and sleeping in her room now.

I wondered if my older sister had noticed the flush on my face.

"Your face is so red! Did you drink too much?" My sister said, bringing her small face close to mine. Looking at my beautiful features, almost identical to hers, from about fifteen centimeters away, I felt a strange flutter in my heart.

"Yeah, I haven't drunk any alcohol."

Actually, I didn't know if the flush on my face was from the lingering redness after ejaculation or from the alcohol; I just hurriedly ran back to my room, lay down on the bed, and carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

I masturbated and ejaculated while touching my mom's stockinged feet... I wonder if I cleaned myself properly, and if my mom will find out? But ejaculating while touching my mom's stockinged feet was incredibly pleasurable; I've never ejaculated so intensely before... Lost in these random thoughts, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up with a start the next morning, realizing I hadn't even changed my clothes before collapsing into bed. Thinking about what happened last night, I blushed and my heart raced again. I quickly tidied my hair and prepared to leave for class, but my mom wasn't there; she'd probably already gone to work.

I couldn't concentrate at all in class that day; all my thoughts were focused on the lewd act I'd committed on my mother's feet the night before. Adding to my anxiety was the worry that my mother hadn't discovered my shameless behavior when she woke up; my head was throbbing with pain.

Distracted, I returned home to find my mother already there, dressed in a different outfit and stockings than the night before. She greeted me with a smile, showing no sign of distress. Looking at my beautiful mother, I felt a pang of guilt, but also a sense of relief, believing she hadn't discovered what had happened the night before.

Back in my room, after putting down my bag and gathering my thoughts, I suddenly remembered I hadn't emptied my trash can yet.

I glanced down at the trash can under my desk and was shocked to find it completely empty. The trash can, which had been overflowing with toilet paper used to wipe away semen from yesterday, was

now empty. A wave of despair washed over me.

Oh no! Why couldn't I have just flushed the toilet paper down the toilet or emptied the trash can in the morning? Now the entire trash can was filled with toilet paper used to wipe away some incomprehensible liquid. Even an idiot would know what that was, let alone a mother who's had children. "Um, Xiaoyang," my mother said, standing in the doorway as I panicked. She looked at me, seemingly wanting to say something but hesitant to speak. I couldn't utter a word and could only wait for her to explain.

"Last night…you…" "I…" Oh no, oh no, it's really all over.

"You..." Mom's lovely face flushed red, and she couldn't continue speaking. She awkwardly fiddled with her hair, running her fingers through it. An

awkward atmosphere filled the room between mother and son. For several minutes, neither of them uttered a word, remaining in this stalemate.

Finally, Mom broke the silence, walking in and sitting on the edge of my bed, patting the bed and gesturing for me to sit down.

I obediently sat beside Mom, like a little white rabbit that had made a mistake, not daring to move.

My mother turned to me, looking at me with loving eyes, and reached out to touch my head. "Our Xiaoyang has really grown up."

"I'm sorry, Mom, I..." It's okay, you're a boy, this is normal. Mom isn't angry or looking down on you, she just wants to know why you did this. "I..." I looked down at my mother's legs, which were now wearing light white stockings, and my penis began to swell uncontrollably again. "I..." "It's okay to say it. I'm your mother. It's alright to tell me what's wrong."

My longing for stockings and my mother's beautiful body over the years quickly revolved in my mind. Several key scenes kept crashing in my memory, until I could no longer bear the throbbing in my heart.

"I love my mom, especially her legs in stockings.

I get so excited every time I see her in stockings.

Ever since my mom stopped letting me touch her legs in stockings, I've actually become even more obsessed with looking at them. Whether it's my mom at home or other pretty girls outside, I can't stand it if they're wearing stockings. Every time I get home, my genitals are so swollen, so that's why... that..." I finally managed to stop myself from saying anything more.

Startled, Mom gaped, speechless. It took her a minute or two to recover. "Do you like looking at other girls' stockings too?" "Yeah, I do. Sometimes when I see them, I really want to touch them.

Mom, am I a pervert?" "Of course not, Xiao Yang, you're definitely not."

Mom pulled me into her arms, my face pressed against her full breasts. The alluring scent of her body made my heart flutter. "Just don't touch other people's stockings, that's illegal."

"I can't take it, Mom, I really can't take it..." Pressed against Mom's large breasts through her clothes, I painfully voiced my inner turmoil.

"I really can't take it anymore, Mom... Mom, you can touch me..." As she spoke, Mom's face turned completely red.

"Really?!" I jumped up in surprise, looking at my mother's flushed face in disbelief, unable to believe the good news I had just heard.

"Hmm."

Mom gently placed her hands on her thighs, which were covered by light white pantyhose. "It's better than you going out and touching other girls, right? Rather than that, it's okay for you to touch Mom's legs."

Trembling, I slowly knelt in front of my mother, unable to believe it. "Really... is it okay?" My left hand gradually reached onto my mother's thigh covered by pantyhose.

My mother simply nodded shyly.

With permission, I quietly placed my hand on her thigh, the silky texture bringing back familiar waves of pleasure.

I stroked it back and forth, while my mother closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the caresses from the thin stockings.

The stockings felt incredibly comfortable, and as a result, my penis throbbed inside my pants, quickly forming a huge tent. Unable to resist any longer, I quickly pulled down my zipper and pulled my burning-hot member out of my underwear.

"Oh dear, Xiao Yang, what's wrong with you..." Mom heard the zipper sound, opened her eyes, and saw my enormous, eighteen-centimeter-long weapon. She stared in disbelief at her son's huge, veiny penis, so unlike his handsome features.

Without a word, I simply touched Mom's thin stockings with my left hand and began stroking my penis with my right.

Mom blushed and braced her hands on the bed, watching me shamelessly masturbate the massive penis in her hand.

Although the pleasure was exceptionally intense, whether it was because Mom was watching or because of my nervousness, more than ten minutes passed, and I still couldn't ejaculate. Finally, my hand ached from stroking it.

My mother watched as I struggled to masturbate, getting more and more tired but unable to ejaculate, and her heart ached.

"I can't take it anymore, Mom, I'm so sad..." I cried out for help. Mustering my courage, I stood up and thrust my penis in front of my mother in one breath. "Please help me, Mom, please..." "Why don't you just use your hand? Why do you want your mother to hold your son's... I..." My mother's face turned as red as a tender, ripe apple.

"I can't get it out, Mom. I know you're the best, please help Xiaoyang, please..." Staring at the pulsating, huge penis in front of her, Mom thought for a minute before finally slowly extending her delicate little hand and gently encircling the shaft.

In an instant, a wave of pleasure surged through my senses. Mom's soft, boneless hand only gently stroked it three or four times before the already swollen penis began to throb, ready to ejaculate.

"I want... quickly... Mom!!" With a frantic roar, I reached up with my right hand and kneaded my mother's full breasts under her suit, while my left hand fiercely grabbed and fondled my mother's thighs covered in light white stockings. Before my mother could react, my tingling penis gushed out streams of cloudy white male fluid.

Semen spurted out in spurts for almost half a minute. My mother's hands didn't stop, and I continued to rub her breasts and thighs, spraying my semen all over her body—on the shirt that concealed her large breasts, on her tight skirt, on her thin stockings… I even accidentally sprayed some semen on her beautiful face.

Finally, it was over. Almost completely exhausted after the climax, I collapsed onto the floor of the room, panting, looking at my mother, whose entire body was covered in my cloudy semen, frozen there helplessly.

"You, really!" Coming to her senses, Mom, with a shy look on her face, grabbed the toilet paper from the bedside table and started wiping away the traces of my battle on her body, complaining, "You shot so much, and it's so sticky, how am I going to clean it up..." Looking at Mom's seductive manner and soft voice, my still not completely subsided penis became very alert again, standing up and pointing directly in Mom's direction, making Mom blush and feel hot again.

"You naughty Xiao Yang, I'm ignoring you!" After wiping the remaining semen off her body, Mom looked at the murky liquid that had soaked through her light-colored stockings, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds before simply taking them off and handing them to me. As she took off her stockings, I inadvertently saw the sexy lace panties she was wearing under her skirt, which made my little brother tremble violently again.

"You seem to really like Mommy's stockings, just like your dad used to be. I bet you like playing like this too. You're lucky to have these pantyhose, you little rascal."

With a slightly reproachful and teasing tone, Mom left me in the room, whistling happily as she walked out. I was stunned, still pondering the meaning of Mommy's actions a second ago, but the next second I instinctively slipped the thin pantyhose onto my still-erect weapon and quickly started masturbating.

"Oh, Mom..." I groaned loudly so that my mother outside the door could hear me. I had just ejaculated once, and the purplish-red glans felt the smooth touch of the tight stockings. A few seconds later, I twitched and ejaculated the remaining semen between the stockings. The intense pleasure finally made me half-conscious.

Half an hour later, I finally had the strength to get up and clean up the mess. I took the pantyhose, which were covered in semen, off my limp penis, wiped the floor clean, and then walked out naked into the bathroom to wash up. Just then, I saw my mother, who had changed into her pajamas, soaking her suit, which was now covered in semen.

Mom turned around and saw me standing naked in the doorway, holding my pantyhose. She paused for a moment, blinked her bright eyes, and then chuckled. "What are you standing there for? You've made my pantyhose even dirtier, haven't you? Here, Mom will wash them for you."

Without waiting for my erection, she took the rolled-up pantyhose from my hand and put them in the sink to wash.

"Mom, I thought these pantyhose weren't for…" I asked uncertainly.

"Mom didn't say you couldn't use them, but I still need to wear them, right?" Mom's face flushed slightly again. "I can still wear the pantyhose you've touched, otherwise it's such a waste. Just wash them if needed. They're my son's anyway... oh well, never mind.

Anyway, if you need them in the future, just go to the third drawer in Mom's wardrobe.

" "I can imagine the look of joy on my face at that moment, but then I added, 'But actually, I like wearing it on Mom...' 'Ah...' Mom's mind went blank for a moment. 'Then I'll take it off for Xiaoyang when I get home from work...' 'I like Mom wearing it right now.

When she's wearing it... like just now...' Now it was my turn to be speechless.

'You little rascal!' Mom turned her head away shyly, 'You're so lewd!' 'Can I? Please?' I pleaded.

'I'll give in to you, you're so annoying,'

Mom said shyly."

"Yay!" I was so happy I almost jumped up. After so long, I finally confirmed the relationship between my mother and me, where she would masturbate to relieve my sexual needs.

"Um, Mom, can I touch your breasts?" "No, what breasts? That sounds awful.

Oh, you pervert, why did you just reach out like that?" For more than half a month after that day, every day after Mom came home from work and I came home from school, she would make me masturbate in my room while wearing her work suit and sexy stockings.

At first, Mom was a little shy, but later she gradually got used to this abnormal relationship. Even her request for me to touch her breasts went from refusing at the beginning to basically ignoring it now; she has improved a lot. Of course, it still has to be through clothes. Although it's a little harder to be completely satisfied, it's already making me very aroused.

Especially my mother's legs. Every day she wears all sorts of high-end stockings in different colors and styles. I can both look at them and touch them. It's such a wonderful pleasure to have my sexy mother give me a handjob.

While rubbing my mother's stockinged legs, I accidentally discovered that as soon as my hand touched the inside of her fleshy thighs, her body would tremble.

As long as I continued to touch her, she would close her eyes as if she was enjoying my caresses, which made me even more excited.

"Mom, I want something different!" With one hand vigorously kneading my mother's 35D breasts through her clothes, and the other gently caressing the gray, dense stockings on the inside of her thighs, my erect penis was being gently stroked by my mother's silky hand. Suddenly, I had a new idea.

"What's different?" my mother asked, puzzled, her hand movements slowing down slightly.

"Like this."

After saying that, I had my mother sit on the bed, and then I sat down facing her. I then clamped her sexy thighs, which were clad in gray stockings, between them, and inserted my 18-centimeter-long, hard penis between her legs. The fierce thrusting of my penis between her stockinged legs created an extremely lewd scene.

"Oh, you little brat, where did you learn this kind of thing? I'm so ashamed!" My mother covered her eyes with her hands, too embarrassed to look at the huge penis thrusting between her stockinged legs.

"This is called leg sex. I learned it from a book. Doesn't it look like a giant python in a valley?" "What giant python? You really are..." My mother simply turned her head away, unable to look any longer.

My large penis, tightly gripped, moved rapidly up and down, enjoying the unparalleled silken touch between my mother's legs.

Just as I was about to ejaculate from those beautiful legs, I paused, stepped back a little, and used my mother's stockinged little feet to clamp my penis, beginning another round of thrusting.

"You do this? Oh my god, Xiao Yang, you..." "This is called footjob.

It feels so good, Mom, your little feet feel so good."

I thrust rapidly between the soles of my mother's stockinged feet, watching my mother's shy, feminine expression, making me so happy that I lost all sense of time.

Not long after, my penis gushed out streams of semen like a fountain, spraying down and making my mother's stockings sticky.

I let my mother's legs continue to hold my semi-erect penis, and we sat on the bed to rest for a few minutes before I released her legs so she could wipe the semen off her legs and the bed, and also wipe my penis.

Watching my mother's charming expression of both reproach and tenderness as she cleaned up the semen, my heart stirred again, and I slowly became erect once more.

As my mother got up to go to the bathroom to wash her stockings, I hugged her from behind, preventing her from leaving the room.

"What are you doing, Xiao Yang? Your legs are still sticky!" Mom gently tapped my head.

"No, stay with me a little longer."

With that, I raised my now fully restored weapon again, and with both of us standing, I inserted my penis between Mom's legs from behind, rubbing against her genitals through her stockings, making her tremble slightly.

"Don't thrust like that, Xiao Yang, that's not..." Mom tried to get away.

"I'm just fucking your stockinged legs, Mom..." I said, filled with lust.

"What do you mean by 'doing it'? It sounds awful, ah..." Mom couldn't finish her sentence because my penis was thrusting in and out between her legs, while my hands reached behind her to grasp her two round breasts.

Even though it was just through her clothes, Mom was so weak she couldn't speak, letting me knead her breasts while I thrust my penis between her legs.

Mom's inner thighs were already sensitive, and the angle of my penis thrusting was just right to hit her private parts.

Under this double attack, Mom quickly reached her climax.

"No...no...stop it...ahhhhh!" After a shudder, Mom's body went limp. I could feel a damp heat inside her panties as I thrust my penis in and out through her stockings and underwear, even soaking through them.

--Could it be that Mom has reached the legendary orgasm? Thinking of this lewd thought, I thrust my penis in and out a few more times, "plop plop" releasing the last of my semen, making the area between Mom's legs completely wet, indistinguishable between my semen and her post-orgasmic vaginal fluid.

"Okay, okay, Mom's going to wash up..." Mom blushed as she pulled away from my bear hug and headed towards the bathroom, looking disheveled.

"Mom, did you just have an orgasm?" I asked boldly.

"Wh...what!? You little brat, talking nonsense! I'm ignoring you!" Mom was so embarrassed that she quickly slipped into the bathroom and closed the door.

After that, this incestuous play didn't last long. Mom said that this kind of thing had to stop for a while. I was so disappointed that I almost cried, thinking that I had done something wrong.

My mother quickly hugged me and comforted me, explaining that she was menstruating and feeling unwell, so it wasn't convenient for me to use my thighs to hold my penis and thrust.

"But I feel so swollen, what should I do?"

I asked innocently.

"I also like it when Xiaoyang does it to me like that..." my mother said shyly, revealing her true thoughts. "But there's really no other way. Can I help Xiaoyang with my hand?" my mother suggested enthusiastically, as she couldn't bear to see her son suffering from suppressed lust.

With no other options, I could only nod in agreement and return to my first solution.

My mother had me sit on the edge of the bed, pulled down my pants, and took out my already erect and huge penis to start stroking it.

However, I don't know if it's because I've started to get used to my mother's masturbation, or if my endurance is slowly getting stronger, but even after masturbating for more than twenty minutes, I still couldn't ejaculate.

Finally, my mother's hand started to ache, just like mine had been back then. "Xiao Yang, have you gotten better? You've become so good at lasting! You're not the little boy who would ejaculate so quickly when Mommy was being gentle with you anymore."

My mother said, her tone a mix of happiness and worry.

"I don't know, I still feel so good, but it's always just a little bit short, I just can't ejaculate."

I frowned, making a painful expression as my penis was held in my mother's hand.

"What should I do?" Mom asked helplessly, wondering if she had done something wrong.

"Then, Mom, can you use your mouth to help Xiaoyang?" "Huh?!" Mom was startled and took a step back. "What do you mean by using your mouth to help you?" "It means using Mom's little mouth to hold Xiaoyang's penis, and then moving it back and forth and licking it with my tongue..." "Stop, stop, stop!" Mom nervously reached out and covered my mouth with her little hand. "Don't say that again. Where did you hear such a crazy idea?" "My classmates told me. They said it's called oral sex, and it feels very good to be done like that by a woman."

I looked at Mom with expectant eyes.

"What?!" Mom was a little angry. "Making your mother suck your son's... well... isn't that too embarrassing?" "But I really can't ejaculate."

I spread my hands innocently. "Mom, please, I know you love Xiao Yang the most, please help Xiao Yang."

I grabbed Mom's hand and swung it, acting like a spoiled child.

Mom couldn't resist me and said, "Alright, alright, you little rascal!" "I knew Mom was the best to me!" Happy, I quickly stood up and pointed my penis directly at Mom's pouting little cat mouth.

"You knew it! You little pervert!" Mom reached out and stroked my bulging, veiny penis a few times. "Let me make this clear, Mom has never done this before..." "Not even Dad?" I laughed at that.

"Yeah, you little pervert."

Mom said helplessly, then hesitated for a moment looking at the penis in front of her, and gently stuck out her tongue to lick it, making me shudder. After confirming that the taste wasn't too bad, she slowly covered the glans with her entire lips and began to move back and forth.

Because my penis was too thick and long, Mom couldn't swallow the whole thing, only the front half.

Receiving oral sex from my beautiful mother for the first time, I tilted my head back and moaned with pleasure.

Because she wasn't very skilled, at first her teeth would scrape my glans. After I showed a pained expression, she quickly corrected herself, knowing to avoid scraping my penis with her teeth.

My mother's tongue was exceptionally nimble, tracing patterns on my glans, each stroke feeling like a thousand tiny needles stimulating my penis.

I growled as I forcefully ripped open my mother's shirt, leaving only a few buttons undone.

My mother gave me a reproachful look with her bright eyes, but didn't stop me, continuing to stroke the back half of my penis back and forth with her small mouth.

With my mother's tacit approval, I swallowed hard and lifted up her lace bra. Her 35D breasts, which I hadn't seen in a long time since I'd spied on her, bounced out and swayed in front of me.

My mother's round, snow-white breasts were like elastic teardrops, their pink nipples perked up as if defying gravity. They didn't look like the breasts of a woman in her thirties at all. The skin was so delicate and thin that you could see the bluish veins underneath. Without a second thought, while my mother stood and sucked my penis, I reached down and vigorously rubbed her full breasts. As my hands rubbed her nipples, my mother trembled all over, and her mouth movements quickened.

The faster I kneaded her breasts, the harder my mother sucked.

I suddenly pulled out my penis and gently placed my mother on the bed. My mother looked at me with a puzzled expression. I quickly straddled her chest, using her large breasts to clamp my penis between them, and continued thrusting while her soft flesh enveloped it.

Because my penis was quite thick and long, and my mother's breasts were large, the tip of my penis was still tightly inserted into my mother's mouth while I was thrusting in and out of her cleavage. I enjoyed the dual pleasure of breast sex and oral sex at the same time, feeling like I was about to fly away in bliss.

"Mom, I...I'm going to cum!" Before Mom could react, the penis inside her mouth began to ejaculate in bursts of cloudy semen.

Mom wanted to pull back and release the penis, but because I was straddling her upper body and tightly gripping her two large, snow-white breasts, she couldn't get away. It wasn't until I had ejaculated until only a few streams remained that I released Mom's breasts, knelt up, and pulled the penis out of Mom's mouth in one breath, uncontrollably spraying the last few spurts of semen onto Mom's beautiful face.

My mother, still dazed from being sprayed in the face, lay on the bed with her mouth half-open. Realizing semen was already dripping from the corner of her mouth, she snapped her lips shut and, with a gulp, swallowed all the semen I had just ejaculated into her mouth.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I made you eat my dirty stuff..." "This is my beloved Xiaoyang's stuff, how could it be dirty?

But you little pervert, you didn't pull out, and when you did, you sprayed all over my face."

My mother lightly tapped my head. "Satisfied now, you little pervert!" "Satisfied!" I laughed happily.

My mother got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. As she left, I accidentally discovered that she scraped the semen off her face with her fingers and put it in her mouth... The lewd games between my mother and me became more and more varied, including basic masturbation, stocking leg play, foot play, stocking leg play from behind, oral sex, and the newly added breast play.

Recently, my mother has come up with a new trick: while I'm squeezing her silk-stockinged legs and full, white breasts, she puts a delicate silk stocking over the tip of my penis and then performs oral sex. The sensation of the urethral opening rubbing against the thin silk stocking is almost maddening. Coupled with my mother's increasingly skillful and flexible tongue service, I often ejaculate for almost half a minute. After ejaculating, I always have to lie down and rest for a long time. During this time, my mother continues to suck on my penis through the silk stocking, as if she wants to suck all the semen from the entire shaft into her mouth.

My mother also said that semen really doesn't taste good, but whenever she felt it was her son's ejaculation, she couldn't help but want to eat it all up.

This kind of oral sex while wearing stockings really entertained me for quite a while.

But I wasn't satisfied.

Many times during intimacy, I also tried to caress my mother's genitals through her underwear and stockings, trying to arouse her sexual desire and then have wild sex with her, but my mother always refused to let me continue, so I always felt a little regretful.

These lewd days continued for several months, until finally something changed.

The change occurred because the company my mother worked for was recently negotiating a huge multinational corporation deal. The representative from the other party stared at my mother, who was wearing a suit and black stockings, and therefore, he privately asked my mother's boss if she could spend the night with him, in exchange for immediate and unconditional approval of the proposal.

When the boss presented this condition to my mother, she was furious and immediately and firmly refused. However, because the potential profits from this deal were so enormous, the boss had to threaten to immediately transfer her to a sinecure as a manager if she did not agree.

My mother, without hesitation, still refused. The boss, unwilling to take drastic measures, gave her a week off to think things over and reply with a new idea.

When my mother returned home that day, her face ashen, I was already waiting for her after school.

She took off her high heels in the entryway and entered the house. The moment she saw my face, she burst into tears, rushing to me and hugging my neck tightly.

"Xiao Yang, tell me, are all men that bad? Do they all only want my body?" my mother sobbed, questioning me. Unable to answer immediately, I could only lead her to the sofa, gently patting her soft body to comfort her.

"Mommy, don't cry. Tell me what happened,"

I gently nuzzled my cheek against hers.

Mommy then poured out all the grievances she'd suffered at work, and when she got to the parts she was upset about, she started sobbing again.

Her arms around my neck tightened even more.

"Mommy, don't cry, be a good girl, be a good girl, Xiaoyang feels sorry for you,"

I said, using all the words my mommy used to comfort me when I was little.

Hearing these words, Mom paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter through her tears. "Xiao Yang is the worst! He's making advances on his mother!" I gently kissed Mom's cheek. "I didn't want Mom to be sad. I love Mom the most. Mom is my precious little darling."

" It hurts me so much to see you sad."

"Xiao Yang, is what you said true? Do you love Mommy the most? Do you feel the most sorry for Mommy…?" Mom's beautiful eyes were still filled with tears as she pouted her kitten-like lips and looked up to ask.

This little woman's coquettishness stirred my heart. "Yes, I love Mommy the most, and I feel the most sorry for Mommy!" "Do you love Mommy the most?" "Yes, I love Mommy the most." "

My darling Xiao Yang, Mommy loves you so much too, I love you so much, Mommy can't live without you…" As she spoke, Mom closed her eyes and brought her kitten-like lips close to mine. I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do.

Was she asking me to kiss Mommy? Even when we were physically intimate before, Mom never let me kiss her on the lips. Now, isn't this practically a welcome kiss? My mother, still with glistening tears in her eyes, opened her eyes and saw my hesitation. "My darling, you're only being shy now!" she said, closing her eyes again and pressing her lips to mine. Her tiny tongue pried open my lips and slipped inside.

Unsure what to do, I instinctively intertwined my tongue with hers, and the soft, smacking sounds of our kisses filled the living room, a truly touching moment.

At that moment, I had no lustful thoughts, only love for my mother. I simply held her soft body tightly, gently kissing my mother, who looked especially endearing today, unwilling to let go.

After a while, my stepmother finally released me, panting. We both breathed heavily and laughed at each other.

"Xiao Yang is so good at kissing, it felt so good,"

she said, pressing her alluring body against me again.

"I... this is my first kiss,"

I said shyly.

"Really?" Mom said happily, "My son gave me his first kiss!" As she spoke, she reached out and touched my chest, which had become increasingly broad with age. "Mom... Mom wants another first time for my son..." "Huh?" Not quite understanding, I just blurted out a silly "Ah."

"Silly Xiao Yang..." My mother's soft, boneless little hand reached to my crotch before I could react, gently stroking it a few times through my pants. My ears turned red with embarrassment. "Mommy wants you to pamper Mommy with your body, to give Mommy your most precious first time..." At that moment, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I stared blankly at my shy mother, and then my first reaction was to pick her up and carry her to her room, placing her on the bed.

Standing by the bed, my desire began to burn fiercely. My crotch was stretched to an unprecedented size by the weapon inside. I stood there, staring at my alluring mother lying on the bed, still wearing her suit and flesh-colored stockings, but I didn't make a move immediately. I just quietly brewed the atmosphere.

"Come on..." Hearing this gentle call, I finally couldn't resist and pressed my body forward against my mother's, kissing her passionately. I forcefully tore open my mother's clothes and bra, then ripped them off and threw them aside. Her 35D breasts, which had been confined inside for so long, bounced out freely.

I grasped my mother's naked upper body, her large, snow-white breasts, and kneaded them forcefully. The pink buds on her breasts quickly hardened under my stimulation, turning into two firm, pink nipples.

My rough caresses brought my mother to a state of blissful pleasure; she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and let out seductive moans.

Not content with just playing with her big breasts, I fiercely ripped off my mother's tight skirt and began caressing her beautiful legs in stockings, which I loved most. Today, my mother was wearing a very thin, very soft, high-waisted, shiny flesh-colored pantyhose, which covered her perfectly proportioned legs. I couldn't help but lower my head and lick my mother's beautiful legs.

Especially my mother's sensitive inner thighs, which quickly became completely wet under my continuous kisses. Her soft moans never stopped, making me, while frantically taking off my own clothes, reluctantly continue kissing her beautiful legs in stockings.

"It hurts a little here too..." My mother turned her flushed face to the side, reached into her pantyhose, untied the bows on both sides of her underwear, and then pulled the entire pair of panties out and threw them on the bed.

It turned out that my mother was wearing drawstring panties today, so she could make love to her without taking off her pantyhose.

Seeing my mother's private parts aroused me, and my already large penis throbbed even more.

I first licked my mother's smooth vulva through her thin, shiny pantyhose. After so long, my mother's beautiful vulva was still incredibly alluring—smooth, hairless, and like a young girl's, with two cute pink labia majora and a swollen, engorged clitoris.

Licking through the pantyhose wasn't enough, so I gently tore a small hole in the crotch of my mother's pantyhose, allowing my tongue to slip through the tear and directly caress my mother's labia.

The moment my tongue touched my mother's engorged clitoris, she immediately let out a sweet moan, gripping my hair tightly as if urging me to do more.

Encouraged, I licked my mother's clitoris, her two lovely labia, and even inserted my tongue into her vaginal opening.

My mother's honey-like juices flowed endlessly from her vagina, and I swallowed all of the sweet love juices into my mouth like precious nectar.

"It's filthy, Xiao Yang, don't eat it..." "I like anything from Mommy, how can it be filthy?" With that, I continued to knead Mommy's thighs, clad in shiny stockings, and lick her vulva, causing her to tremble violently before gushing out even more love juice.

"Ah... Mommy's dying... dying..." Mommy's body remained tense for a long time before finally relaxing.

It seemed she had reached an orgasm.

This made me feel quite proud—this was my first time, and it seemed I had some talent after all.

"Xiao Yang is so good, it feels so good to Mommy..." After the climax, Mommy looked at me lazily, then reached out and encircled my swollen penis, saying, "Come on, let Mommy love Xiao Yang's little cock."

I straddled Mommy's chest, using her large 35D breasts to clamp my penis, and thrusting my glans into her small red lips, while my hands each grasped one of her large, white breasts and vigorously rubbed them.

In addition to using her hands to gather her huge breasts together to clamp my penis, Mommy also used her small mouth to continuously caress my glans.

"Xiao Yang's thing is so big, so hard and so hot!"

Mom paused her mouth for a moment, saying these words with a seductive expression, before continuing to service my penis at an accelerated pace.

Under the multiple stimulations, I was almost about to ejaculate, so I quickly withdrew my entire hot penis and paused briefly.

Mom looked at me, puzzled, wondering what I was going to do next.

I gently tapped my mother's cute nose with my finger. "Silly Mommy, how can you use your penis to hurt Mommy's tempting little hole right after you've already ejaculated?" My mother laughed with relief. I pressed my whole body against my mother and gently moved my hot penis to her vulva. While stroking my mother's legs, which were wearing shiny stockings, I tore the already torn pantyhose holes a little bigger, and kissed my mother passionately, while using my penis to find the alluring little hole to insert into.

But with my upper body pressed against my mother's large breasts, and my lower body hidden, several attempts to penetrate failed. Sweating profusely, I looked at my mother with pleading eyes.

My mother gave me a "I can't take it anymore" look, and reached her delicate hand down to her lower body, gently grasping my burning-hot penis and aiming it at her already overflowing vagina.

The sensation was indescribable.

Having identified the entry point, I didn't rush in. I simply gently touched the head of my penis against my mother's vaginal opening.

Her vagina was already soaking wet, with vaginal fluid flowing out continuously, soaking the entire sheet beneath her.

Seeing that I was only passing by the door without entering, my mother became anxious.

"Hmm... Xiao Yang, be gentle with Mommy."

"What do I need to be gentle with Mommy?" "You're naughty!" My mother lightly slapped my chest.

"If you don't tell me what it is, I won't love Mommy anymore."

"You!" Mommy had no choice but to bring her mouth close to my cheek, gently sucking on my ear and licking it with her tongue, then whispering, "Use your hot, big cock to love Mommy..." Hearing this encouragement, I couldn't hold back any longer. My 18-centimeter-long, fierce cock, already pressed against the entrance of my vagina, with a soft "plop," started from the egg-sized glans and forcefully thrust into Mommy's vagina! I inserted my penis into Mommy, I fucked Mommy, I finally made love with Mommy! I committed incest with Mommy! "Ah ...

Because my penis was too thick and long, the entire shaft couldn't fully penetrate my mother's vagina. Having been celibate for over a decade, she clearly couldn't bear it, tears streaming down her face from the pain. Her tight vaginal canal gripped my hot weapon tightly, leaving her in a dilemma—whether to continue or pull out, I didn't know what to do.

"It's alright, Xiao Yang..." My mother noticed the worry in my eyes. "Mommy just hasn't done it in a long time, and yours is so thick and long, that's why she couldn't take it right away.

You can... slowly start moving."

Having received permission, I began to gently thrust my large penis in and out of her vagina.

My mother's wet, hot vagina was so tight it felt like countless tentacles gripped my penis, making it incredibly difficult to thrust forward or pull back.

I sat up, placed my mother's two beautiful legs, clad in stockings, on my shoulders, and turned to kiss her stockinged feet, trying to relax her.

Soon, my mother's calves and the tips of her stockings were covered in my saliva, making the shiny stockings look exceptionally lewd.

After a while, I saw that my mother's furrowed eyebrows showed signs of relaxing slightly, so I confidently began to slowly thrust my already unbearable penis in and out.

My mother blushed as she watched our piston-like movements, turning her head away to avoid looking.

Seeing that she was beginning to adapt to my thick, long penis, I began my thrusting motion.

Although each in-and-out movement was incredibly difficult, with gradual expansion, less and less of what was initially outside her vagina remained, until finally, my entire penis was inside her flower path.

"Mmm... Oh... Xiao Yang... Xiao Yang... Mom is fine now, move with confidence... Mom... Mom feels so good..." At this moment, as I gradually increased the speed of my thrusting, the room was filled with the sounds of my body colliding with my mother's, as well as the squelching sounds of her juices being drawn in and out.

"Oh... what's that sound? It's so embarrassing... Xiao Yang... Xiao Yang, harder... fuck Mommy harder..." After starting the piston-like motion, I, being a novice, couldn't hold on for long. Mommy's tight white tiger hole quickly squeezed me so much that I couldn't bear it anymore, but I couldn't stop my desire to continue thrusting. I just kept hitting the post fiercely.

"Ahhhhh... Mommy... I'm going to cum..." "Cum inside me! Cum inside me! Xiao Yang, cum inside Mommy..." While rubbing Mommy's plump breasts shaking violently, I was biting her cute toes covered in stockings. I was already at the peak of pleasure and couldn't hold back anymore.

The pent-up semen began to fill the entire shaft. I tried to suppress the tingling sensation in my glans, but it only intensified my desire to ejaculate. Finally, a wave of pleasure rushed to my head, and in a state of mental blankness, I instinctively thrust the shaft into the deepest part of my mother's vagina.

"Ohhhhhh..." With my roar and the intense throbbing of my swollen penis, I ejaculated streams of pent-up semen deep into my mother's vagina. Once, twice, three times... I ejaculated more than ten times before I felt like I had finished. Still wanting more, I continued to suck on my mother's stockinged toes and thrust into her vagina continuously, making the whole intercourse even more pleasurable and enjoyable.

My mother felt the surging impact of my semen inside her, the hot semen making her tremble all over. Her entire vaginal canal was filled with my male fluids.

I finally ejaculated inside my mother... The thought lingered in my mind, and the incomparably pleasurable incestuous stimulation returned. My

penis, which was still thrusting in and out, did not soften at all, remaining unusually hard, ready to continue the next round of fierce battle without needing a rest.

"Xiao... Xiao Yang... you've ejaculated, do you want to rest for a bit... ahhh..." My beautiful mother couldn't continue speaking when she felt my explosive and powerful thrusts again.

Her large breasts swayed incessantly with my relentless thrusting, while her small toes, encased in stockings, arched from the pleasure.

I briefly withdrew my penis from my mother's body, flipped her alluring form over into a doggy-style position, and then, gripping her shiny pantyhose-clad buttocks tightly, thrust my eighteen-centimeter-long sex weapon deep into her enchanting flower once more.

"Oh! So deep! Xiao Yang is penetrating so deep, Mommy feels so good, harder, harder!" Penetrating Mom from behind not only allowed me to knead her bouncy buttocks covered in thin stockings, but also to thrust wildly into her vagina at an even deeper angle.

I felt that each full-force thrust hit something I didn't know at the deepest point; I guess that was Mommy's clitoris.

With each powerful slam of my penis, Mommy was already screaming and moaning, her rosy lips involuntarily drooling uncontrollably with pleasure.

Mommy's vagina was ridiculously tight, giving my penis a more intense sexual pleasure than masturbation or oral sex.

As I fucked Mommy in this position, her two huge breasts swung violently back and forth like a pendulum, making me feel incredibly aroused from behind.

"Mommy, you're so tight, you're squeezing my little cock so tight it feels amazing!" "Baby...you're so big and thick...ahh...fuck Mommy...ahhh...fuck Mommy to death...ah..." Mommy's lewd moans seemed to urge me to fuck her even harder.

Having just experienced this for the first time tonight, I didn't know how to control my strength or any thrusting techniques.

I just used all my brute force to thrust wildly. Fortunately, my mother, who had been widowed for decades, seemed to particularly enjoy her son's tiger-like, surging thrusts because she hadn't had sex in so long. With my left hand, I continued to squeeze and knead the soft, fine stockings that clung to my mother's buttocks, while my right hand reached down to my mother's chest and forcefully groped her sagging, large breasts.

At this moment, the mother is receiving stimulation from multiple sources, and an electric current of pleasure flows uncontrollably throughout her body; in particular, the tender flesh deep inside her vagina is constantly being pierced by her son's vicious penis, and the soft inner walls tightly wrap around the penis, allowing both partners to gradually reach the peak of sexual intercourse.

"Mommy...I love you...I love your big tits, oh oh oh...I love your pussy, I love your stockinged legs, I love fucking you every day..." "Mommy loves you too...Let Xiao Yang fuck me every day, Mommy will let you... ah ah...Let you fuck my stockinged legs every day, let you fuck my pussy every day... ah ah..." Mommy was already talking nonsense with my fierce thrusts, and her usual restraint had been thrown away. The body under my crotch was just an incestuous slut who craved her own son's penis to fuck her wildly.

"Oh...oh...I'm...I'm coming...I can't take it anymore...ahhh..." Under the thrusting of my huge penis, my mother's honeyed spot was filled with continuous pleasure. My mother could no longer resist the continuous stimulation of the burning hot rod, opened her mouth wide, and groaned loudly.

With a long, drawn-out moan, I felt my mother's inner walls tighten beyond their limit, gripping my penis so tightly it felt like it would break. Not only did the vaginal sphincter tighten, but especially the clitoris, where my glans was constantly pounding, felt as if it were being squeezed by tens of kilograms of force. At that moment, a gush of hot liquid spurted out from deep within her, giving my glans a wave of pleasure. My already swollen glans instantly reached its maximum limit.

I finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A powerful wave of pleasure shot through my spine. After several rapid, heavy thrusts, I plunged my penis deep into my mother's womb, and a second torrent of hot semen gushed into her uterus. My

mother, who had already reached orgasm, arched her back with each continuous stream of semen, hooking her right arm around my neck. Her beautiful, bright eyes and mouth opened wide, and she remained frozen in that position, speechless, her body trembling as she endured her son's explosive ejaculation, reaching another unprecedentedly intense orgasm.

My body was completely out of my control; only my wide-open penis could ejaculate semen into my mother's flower core, watering her long-untouched secret garden, seemingly without end. My mind had drifted off to who-knows-where; I thought this moment might be heaven! We remained in this position for several minutes before the climax slowly subsided and we collapsed onto the bed.

My mother was too exhausted to say a word, only breathing heavily.

I, on the other hand, remained firmly pressed against my mother's back, one hand gripping her breast and her pantyhose buttocks.

After a long while, my enormous penis finally subsided, and I withdrew from my mother's vagina, still wet with her fluids. With a "pop," like an embolism being pulled, a large amount of thick, white liquid gushed out as I pulled out, flowing all over the bed.

I was a little surprised by the astonishing amount of semen; it seemed like I'd only ejaculated this much after seven or eight consecutive times, even with my ammunition fully loaded. Perhaps it was also due to the vaginal fluids my mother released during her orgasm! "Mom."

Catching my breath, I slowly placed my penis between my mother's two stockinged legs, enjoying the feeling of it being tightly gripped by the smooth, soft silk. I spoke to my mother, "Mom, is it comfortable?" My mother turned and kissed me, her face flushed, saying, "It feels so good! My little darling is so amazing, so thick and big, and you're so vigorous.

At first it was so painfully swollen, but then it made Mom feel so incredibly good.

And..." "Those two ejaculations you made, it was ridiculously plentiful. It felt like a hose was going down there spraying hot water inside me. It felt so good, so good, I felt like I was flying. I never imagined my precious son could ejaculate so much."

Mom paused, then whispered, "Mommy loves the feeling of you shooting a huge load of semen inside me..." "Mommy, I love you so much!" I kissed Mommy's lips fiercely. I

had been fantasizing about this for a long time, but I never imagined that my first sexual experience would be with my own mother.

Mommy is so beautiful and charming; for so long, she had only been an object of my fantasies. Today, Mommy offered herself to me. This incestuous pleasure between mother and son was both lewd and exciting.

My mother's delicate face, her devilishly alluring curves, and the sheer stockings covering her legs, along with her constant moans and gasps during penetration—all of it was so pleasurable it was unbearable. I think I truly loved the feeling of having incestuous sex with my mother.

"Can we do this again in the future?" I asked my mother, holding her tightly in my arms.

My mother nestled shyly in my embrace. "You brat, you're making me feel so good I'm almost dying, and you're asking me if we can do it again?" I couldn't help but kiss my mother's lips hard again.

"By the way, Mom, could you be pregnant?" Lost in the tenderness with my mother, I suddenly thought of this question. "I ejaculated all inside you, will there be any problems?" "You only thought of that now!" My mother chuckled and gently bit my lip. "Today is my safe period, there shouldn't be any problems... I can just take birth control pills from now on."

"Won't it be bad to keep taking birth control pills?" "It's okay, the main thing is..." Mom paused for a moment and then whispered, "I just said that Mom likes the feeling of you ejaculating inside me..." I hugged the beauty in my arms tightly, the satisfaction in my heart was indescribable. Perhaps the love between mother and son reaching its highest point is the result of incestuous sex! "Oh, oh... Fuck me... Ahhhhhh..." It was another evening after school. As soon as I got home, before I even had time to take off my shoes, I rushed into the kitchen and caught my mother, who was trying to escape. I quickly pinned her down on the dining table, pulled down the zipper of my pants, and tore a slit in my mother's opaque black velvet pantyhose. Without even a bit of foreplay, I thrust my erect penis deep inside her. I knew that as soon as I got out of school, my mother would be soaking wet and ready to come home and have sex with me.

At first, after tearing open my pantyhose, I had to pull aside my thong to insert my sex weapon into my mother's vagina. Later, my mother developed the habit of only wearing pantyhose when she came home, waiting for her son to come home so they could engage in incestuous mating.

I pulled out my mother's two full, round breasts from behind her shirt and began to fondle them with pleasure.

I also kicked off my pants so that while I was raping my mother's vulva, I could still enjoy the smooth pleasure of my lower body being pressed tightly against her pantyhose.

"Ah..." Mom let out a sweet moan, her bright eyes filled with infinitely alluring charm.

She seemed unable to speak, only indulging herself in the repeated, brutal thrusts of her handsome son, whose appearance did not match his looks.

"Mom's so horny, she started moaning as soon as it went in!" I lifted Mom's legs, clad in black velvet stockings, and wrapped them around my waist. Mom cooperated by automatically wrapping her legs around me, frantically craving her son to continue ravaging her.

"It's all your fault... You're so bad... My baby is so bad and so good at fucking... Ahh, you're fucking me so hard I'm about to die, harder... harder... Ahhh..." The mother's cries grew louder and louder, her breasts swaying dizzily in front of her as she screamed with ecstasy, her long, stockinged legs... The entanglement tightened, finally reaching its limit at the climax of our intercourse, pushing my lust to its peak. My glans was forced deep into my mother's womb, passing through her clitoris and reaching her uterus, ejaculating a large amount of hot, lustful fluid. It couldn't even contain it all, and began to flow from the junction of my penis and her vagina.

This scalded my mother's clitoris, causing her to experience another frenzied climax, and she screamed loudly again, disregarding her image, her beautiful eyes streaming with sweet tears of overwhelming pleasure.

The two beasts, the lustful mother and the wolfish son, who both crave incestuous sex, seemed to melt together in this climax, never to be separated again.

Just after we reached our peak, I gently placed my mother on the dining table, my right hand lightly supporting her waist, while my left hand continued to caress her thigh, which was clad in black fleece stockings, slowly helping her regain her breathing.

At that moment, I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock and turning outside the door. I quickly put my mother down and pushed her back into the room, while I hurriedly put on my trousers, grabbed a rag, and wiped the dining table, pretending everything was normal.

"I'm back!" For some reason, my older sister, who should have been in evening self-study at this time, pushed open the door and came back. Because of the cold weather, she was wearing black pantyhose. Her face, which was almost the same as mine, her curvaceous figure, and her slender legs suddenly overlapped with my mother's figure in my eyes.

"Sis, why are you back so early?" I asked, trying to sound calm.

"The school had a power outage today, so we couldn't have evening self-study... Why didn't you zip up your zipper, little brother?" My sister's words startled me, and I hurriedly zipped it up.

Luckily, my penis had already gone soft; otherwise, it would have been strange if my sister hadn't noticed something was wrong. After

saying that, my sister went back to her room to change. I squinted at her beautiful body from behind, and my penis, already aroused, uncontrollably hardened again.

So, my sister also has beautiful legs in stockings; she'd be a good sex partner...

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