Seducing a mother is a skill that requires patience.

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For the first ten years of my life, the word "mother" represented reliance and warmth. For the next ten, she
became my slowly emerging sexual awakening. And in the last two years, my desire for my mother has reached an uncontrollable
level .
My name is Xiao Fang, I'm 22 years old, a senior in college, about to graduate and enter the workforce. But right now, the thing I think about most
every day isn't my studies or work, but how to get my mother to my bedside! I can't
help it, this desire has become increasingly intense. At first, I considered many irrational plans: drugging,
secretly filming and threatening, rape… but these are things I only read about in novels. If it really happened, the
consequences would be completely uncontrollable. Through reading various incest forums and chatting with people who have had firsthand experience, I
've concluded that to have incest with an elder, you first need to expose them to relevant resources, whether it's novels or movies on
the subject. Only when they're exposed to such things will they start thinking about it.
Based on this, I've devised a detailed plan for incest with my mother while I'm at school!
The plan started simply. First, I bought a high-level QQ account on Taobao—it had to be an
old account with a long history of activity. Then, I collected
photos , mostly downloaded from forums. They didn't have to be the same person, but if
a photo showed a face or other distinctive features, it had to be taken by the same person. All of this was to enrich my alternate account and
make it indistinguishable from the real thing! Not only photos, but also voice messages, daily updates, and a whole host of other things were collected and stored
in a hidden folder on my computer. Everything was ready except for the final touch!
During the National Day holiday, since my school wasn't far from home, I called my mom to say I was coming home for the holiday.
My dad was away on a business trip, and my mom, being home alone, was naturally very happy, saying she would cook me a feast.
Besides the joy of going home, I also felt a little nervous, but mostly, I was hoping the plan would succeed!
When I got home , I saw my mother busy in the kitchen as soon as I walked in. Seeing me, she rushed over for a
hug, and seeing her chest swaying as she ran, I immediately wanted to pin her down on the table and let loose.
But reason told me that this was a long and arduous plan! Dinner was indeed very plentiful, so plentiful that even after
stuffing myself, I only finished half. After dinner, my mother and I lay on the sofa chatting. She always talked
about studies, while I couldn't take my eyes off her chest… My mother lay on the chaise lounge, watching TV and chatting with me, while
I nestled on the sofa opposite her, watching her. My mother hasn't changed much in the past few years, but her temperament has become increasingly mature and elegant.
Unlike other women who become boisterous with age, she remains gentle, and every smile and gesture
exudes wisdom. These past few years, my mom has stepped back from her frontline work and spends most of her time resting. We're not short of money, so
her leisure time has become increasingly rich. She goes to the beauty salon on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and to the gym and
yoga studio
on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays—it feels like she has a daily routine! I wholeheartedly support her because it makes her face more and more beautiful and her figure more and more captivating! I remember when I was a freshman in college, one time during a break, I secretly ran home without telling her, wanting to surprise her. When I
secretly opened her bedroom door, I found my mom had just come home from dancing and was getting ready to change and take a shower.
Before I could surprise her, she surprised me first, so I secretly peeked at her. That day, my mom was wearing
tight black leggings, and perhaps because she thought they showed off her figure, she wore a short fabric skirt over them (
somewhat like a ballet outfit), and a casual t-shirt on top. Mom first took off her skirt, then bent down
to take off her socks. Her leggings were already very form-fitting, and bending over made her full buttocks even more prominent, even more
alluring than if she were completely naked. After just the beginning, my penis was already rock hard, so I took it out and started
masturbating while watching. Suddenly, I realized I couldn't see any panty lines. "Holy crap! Mom isn't
wearing
, is she?" I thought, getting more and more excited. I almost wanted to go inside and find out myself! Luckily, Mom didn't keep me waiting long and took off her pants herself. It turned out she was wearing a thong (later she told me that there were men with her at the aerobics class,
and she specifically bought thongs to avoid others seeing panty lines from behind. But Mom! Not seeing
panty lines is even more intriguing!). A thin rope
peeked , and the little bit of fabric in front couldn't hide her thick pubic hair at all. It looked
like a plastic sheet covering the crops, with a few strands always sticking out from the sides! I don't know if it was because of the amount of hair or because her
labia were so full, but from outside the door, her genitals looked very swollen and hard. I was almost at the point of climaxing
, but I couldn't bear to enter "saint mode" so quickly, so I quickly clenched my anus a couple of times and continued to peek.
By then my mother had taken off her t-shirt, and her hands were behind her back as she unhooked her bra. As the hooks were unhooked, her full
breasts sagged like two blocks of tofu! My mom is 48. Because her breasts are really
big (at least a D cup), they've inevitably sagged a bit, but I feel the sag is just right. They don't
droop like a belly; they hang just right on her chest, like the female lead in the first movie of the same name,
except they look big and firm, but without it, they have a different kind of
charm. Although her breasts are big, my mom's nipples are very small, like
a tiny round, firm, and not pink. It wasn't dark, though; in the dimly lit bedroom, it presented
an alluring deep red. My mother, naked, looked at herself in the mirror for a while, observing the results of her workout.
Then, she actually used both hands to lift her two heavy breasts and sway them! It seemed like she was testing
how heavy they were. Watching my serious mother strike a pose like a Western porn star, I could no longer
control myself and ejaculated all over my underwear! I then peeked at my mother showering for a while, until she finished
and was about to come out, before quietly leaving again and ringing the doorbell! My mother was overjoyed to see me when she opened the door, little did she know that
the real surprise was actually inside her son's underwear!
P.S.: I've been reading random posts for years, this is my first time writing one myself! I hope everyone will give me lots of feedback.
I lay on the sofa, getting more and more excited, and before I knew it, my penis was hard. Luckily, I was wearing loose clothes,
so it wasn't too obvious. After chatting for a while, my mother went to wash the dishes, and I took the opportunity to grab her phone,
log into QQ, add my alternate account as a friend, and then delete the friend request! I also browsed through her photo album...
Looking for something exciting, all I found were photos of her dancing with some older women. To be honest, even in a random
group photo , my mom stood out like a crane among chickens…
After adding her as a friend, I didn't immediately chat with her using a secondary account. I wanted to wait until she showed interest and
initiated a conversation, which would be crucial for my later plans! I
already had a plan to get her attention. Earlier, while cooking, my mom accidentally got a lot of oil and vegetable juice stains on her clothes. These stains
couldn't be removed with dish soap, and she gave up after trying to wash them. That evening, after returning to my room, I
searched online for ways to remove such stains and then copied and pasted the methods into my QQ space. My mom
loves browsing WeChat Moments and QQ spaces since she retired, and she often shares inspirational quotes, so I was sure she would see my
post. Sure enough, a short while later, my QQ notified me that "Seeing Flowers in the Fog" (my mom's online name) had
liked my new post! This was probably the happiest like I'd ever received in my life; the first step of my long journey had officially begun!
The next day, I saw my mom's pajamas hanging in the bathroom, the stains already cleaned. I asked
her , "Mom, how did you clean those clothes? Aren't they hard to wash?" My mom proudly replied, "A
friend of mine posted an article about cleaning various stains on social media yesterday, so I just learned it and put it to use!"
From then on , whenever I knew what my mom needed or wanted, I would post related articles on social media. My mom
would often like them or leave comments expressing her gratitude. After more than a month, I felt the time was right. I
posted a pre-saved photo on social media, a slightly melancholic one, along with some pessimistic captions, waiting for
my mom to take the bait. Sure enough, she commented, "What's there to be pessimistic about at such a young age?" I immediately
replied, "It's hard to explain in a few words." A little while later, my mom messaged me privately.
Mom: Who are you?
Me: I don't know how we added each other...
Mom: Okay, I don't think I've seen you before in your photos.
I made up a name and gave a random city I lived in, trying to fool my mom by saying I was probably a stranger she'd added
a long time ago . Mom easily stopped worrying about who I was and started asking
what was bothering her. I told her I was graduating soon and feeling lost about entering the workforce. Sure enough,
this resonated with her. She told me her son was also graduating soon and often
worried about the same things, advising me to face reality and not be overly ambitious. I was speechless; that was exactly what she
always said to me… But for the sake of my plan, I patiently answered each question. That night
, my mom and I talked for over two hours, far exceeding my expectations. Although the conversation mostly revolved around studies and
work , it proceeded step by step according to my plan! In the days that followed, I called her "sister
" and chatted with her frequently. Mom felt happy to have helped a young person and was very welcoming.
She even told me that my posts on social media often helped her when she needed them most, and that we had a special connection! I
was overjoyed. As we gradually became more familiar with each other, I started asking her for photos. At first, my mother sent me
distant photos of herself dancing or group photos of many people from her phone. These weren't enough for
me, but every time she sent me a photo, I
showered ! My mother is a retired woman, and her husband is often away on business trips. Few men compliment her,
let alone praise her in such varied ways as I do, so she really appreciated it. When I went home for winter break, I often
chatted with my mother on a secondary account while secretly observing her expressions. Whenever I complimented her on her beauty, she would involuntarily
smile. Perhaps if she looked in the mirror, she would be surprised at how charmingly she could smile!
Before I knew it, my mother and I had been chatting for two months, and our relationship had become very harmonious. However, I never
said anything disrespectful to my mother on QQ, not even a slightly risqué joke. This was all to
lay the groundwork for what was to come. One evening, my mother finished showering and returned to her room, preparing to close the door, change clothes, and apply lotion! Suddenly,
an idea asked　　 her on QQ if she was there, Mom. She quickly replied, "Yes! What's up?" I asked, "
What are you doing?" Mom said, "Guess!!" I said, "How about this, let's send each other a selfie right now and see what we're doing." So I immediately sent a picture of myself at the gym, showing only my physique and not my face! Then I waited expectantly for Mom's reply! I know that Mom always applies body lotion after showering, so she's usually completely naked . It's impossible for her to take a picture of me completely naked right now, but even if she were dressed, she definitely wouldn't be wearing too much! Five minutes later, Mom sent the photo. It was a picture she took in front of her vanity mirror, her hair still wet from a shower, cascading down her back. She was wearing pajamas, and the photo only showed her collarbone—almost a close-up. It was definitely the first time Mom had ever had a man take a picture of her right after a shower, so her expression was slightly shy, with a blush on her fair skin—very alluring. This time, after seeing the photo, I didn't just compliment her on her beauty; I also called her sexy ! This flattered Mom. From her voice message, I could sense she was deliberately suppressing her slightly excited emotions. Of course, this time, I only touched on the subject, but I had already planted a seed in her heart. I will carefully nurture it, and it will surely blossom into an incestuous flower in the near future!

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