How I had sexual relations with my mother

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When I was twelve or thirteen, I also had a strong desire for my mother's body, but it gradually faded over time. After I started reading incestuous stories, my intense lust for my mother was reignited; I even considered raping her to achieve my goal. However, to my utter surprise, I had sexual relations with my mother very easily. In fact, our actions couldn't be described as mere intercourse; it was more like making love, because we both experienced immense pleasure! Below, I will tell you the details of my success. If you also want to commit incest, please read on patiently. My family is a very ordinary one. I am 20 years old and currently in university. My mother is 44 and works as an ordinary office worker. My father is 50. He was laid off from his job a year ago, but through a friend's introduction, he found a well-paying job, although it's in the suburbs about 100 kilometers away from our home. He initially didn't want to go, but seeing the high salary, he happily accepted. My father comes home once a month. He could come home every week, so why only once a month? The reason is obvious—his sexual ability couldn't satisfy his mother. And how did I know? Well, it's like this: After starting high school, I began learning about sex. Ever since I learned the concept of "sexual intercourse," I've been incredibly curious about what real sex is like (I bet many of you feel the same way). But it wasn't easy; I could only buy a few pornographic DVDs, but I always felt those things were too exaggerated and lacked realism! At that time, I thought, "If only I could see my parents' sex life!" So from then on, I started paying attention to their every move. And our family had a very convenient advantage: my parents' bedroom was connected to the living room. To allow light into the living room, the partition wall between the bedroom and the living room was a large glass window, with only the lower half frosted glass and the upper half completely transparent! I only needed to tiptoe slightly to see everything in the bedroom. I was secretly delighted! It was probably from my first year of high school that I would tirelessly hide outside the glass window every day to peek at them. They were a very loving couple. My mother was just 40 years old, and my father wasn't too old either. Because I often spied on them, I gradually discovered their pattern of lovemaking—they generally didn't do it at night. Unless there were special circumstances, they would have sex every morning before 6 a.m., and the timing was perfect, lasting about 15 minutes. Almost every time, they would reach orgasm, which could be seen from their expressions—a very blissful expression, unlike the exaggerated ones in pornographic films! Especially in the summer, when it got light early, it was very easy for me to observe them. And I was never caught, so they were very engrossed in their lovemaking. Day after day, I watched their married life without interruption. But after two years, my father had clearly aged. His health was much worse than before; he was diagnosed with high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, fatty liver, and other ailments. Based on my observations, their sex life wasn't as frequent as before. However, my mother's libido seemed to remain very strong, without any decline. I had also heard that women of this age often have very strong libidos. I still peeked at their window every morning, but I noticed their sex life was very different. I often saw Mom actively flirting with Dad, but he rarely responded! The frequency of intercourse had also decreased, to about once a week of actual penetration. Most of the time, I only saw Dad masturbating Mom, and a few times I saw Mom on top, which was rare before, as Dad was always the one initiating. It must have been tough on Dad; sometimes when I watched him masturbate Mom, his penis couldn't even get erect! I also often saw Mom looking disappointed! I also found some sexual enhancement drugs hidden in the cracks of their bed, but they probably didn't work much. Another year passed, and when I was 19, Dad changed jobs, and they began living apart. This might have been a relief for Dad, but for Mom, it was torture, because her sex drive was incredibly strong! Coincidentally, I discovered this website and read many incestuous stories. Suddenly, I had an impulsive thought: to have sex with Mom and satisfy her! But how could I achieve my goal? I had considered rape, but I didn't dare. I had to think of other ways. First, during this period, I intentionally exposed my body to my mother. Here, I want to explain that our family didn't care much about these things before. At home, we never shied away from wearing revealing clothes, and our bodies weren't a mystery to each other. For example, sometimes when my mother wanted to go to the toilet, and I happened to be taking a shower, she would say something at the door first, and come in after I gave her permission. At that time, we could see each other's private parts, but it always happened naturally, and neither of us thought about anything else. However, now it's different. I have those kinds of thoughts about my mother, and I want to attract her attention at any time. So, I would deliberately let her see me masturbating, so that she could see my penis, which is much thicker and longer than my father's. (My penis is about 15 centimeters when erect, while my father's is only a little over 10 centimeters.) However, this didn't seem to work. My mother seemed indifferent. If she saw me masturbating, she would walk away. This really worried me. Her indifference only fueled my desire, so I made a very irrational decision: to rape her! That night, after she went to bed, I quietly went to her room. She was already asleep, snoring softly. I prepared to act, but when I got to the bedside, my heart started racing. I was so nervous that I couldn't bring myself to do it. Soon, even my hands and feet felt cold with tension. Finally, I made up my mind and put my hand inside my mother's underwear, gently stroking her vulva, hoping to produce vaginal fluid like in other articles. This was the first time I had touched a woman's genitals, and it felt amazing! But why wasn't she wet yet? Was it because I hadn't had enough time? Well, I'd touch her a little longer...[net">Domestic AV Zone 1 and 2 High-Quality Long-lasting Concave-Convex. But just then, Mom suddenly moved, probably waking up. I was terrified and quickly withdrew my hand, leaving her bedroom. Back in my room, I was really scared. If I had really raped Mom, how could we live together afterward?! I was so glad I hadn't done anything stupid. But then I got scared again. Had Mom noticed me touching her? I was really scared, but I didn't know what I was scared of. The next morning, Mom got up and came to my room, asking, "Did you touch me yesterday?" Of course, I didn't dare admit it and said no. Mom seemed unsure and left. At that moment, I thought: Since Mom isn't interested in my body, forcing...]I didn't have the guts to rape her, so I decided to give up on the idea. But a few days later, something happened that changed my mind: On Saturday morning, I lay in bed, half-awake, eyes closed. Suddenly, I heard the bedroom door open. I slightly opened my eyes and saw it was my mother. I pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what she was going to do. However, she didn't do anything; instead, she squatted down and secretly watched my lower body. I've always slept naked, so I wasn't wearing anything. I continued to pretend to be asleep, but my penis was already quite erect under my mother's gaze. I deliberately turned over to see my mother's reaction. When she saw me move, she hurriedly retreated. Seeing this, I was overjoyed. Did my mother feel the same way I had a few days ago? Yes, it must be. This meant she was very interested in my body! I regained my confidence. I checked the time; it was 4:30 in the morning. I thought, my parents often make love at this time, so why don't I try it too? I went out of the bedroom, and my mother had already returned to her own bed. I went to the bathroom and quickly washed up. Wearing only my underwear, I went to my mother's bed and immediately got on. My mother lay with her back to me; since it was summer, she was also only wearing underwear. Neither of us spoke, as I often slept in her bed before. The difference this time was that I reached behind her and gently touched her breasts, but she didn't react. I didn't dare do anything else, though my penis was already very hard. But my mother still didn't respond. About ten minutes later, I unconsciously fell asleep again; it was too early. In my hazy state, I suddenly felt my penis being grasped, and then it felt like it was entering a hot, wet, and tight place. I immediately realized that my mother had initiated sex with me! I immediately opened my eyes, and sure enough, my underwear had been pulled down. My mother was lying face to face with me, our genitals pressed tightly together. My mother and I looked at each other, neither of us spoke, and we uncontrollably hugged each other tightly. My mother was very experienced; she made me feel so good that I suddenly ejaculated, all of it inside her. The whole process took less than three minutes. After all, it was my first time, and I was so excited! I knew my mother wasn't satisfied, so I put my hand between her legs and masturbated her. I already knew how to do this, because I often saw my father masturbating her, so I knew how to make her feel good. Soon, my mother's legs straightened, her muscles tensed, and after holding this position for about ten seconds, she suddenly went limp, a very ecstatic expression appearing on her face—she had reached orgasm. At this moment, she still had her eyes closed, and my penis was hard again. I looked at my mother's vulva; it was already very wet, probably a mixture of my semen and her vaginal fluid. I couldn't resist again. I got up, spread my mother's legs apart, held my penis, aimed it at the center of her labia, and gently inserted it. This time I did very well, lasting five or six minutes before ejaculating again. But I didn't pull out my penis because my mother's vagina was very lubricated with a lot of semen and her own vaginal fluid, allowing me to continue thrusting without discomfort. We continued like this for about three more minutes. Just as I was about to pull out, my mother hugged me tightly again, releasing me only after a few seconds. I knew she had reached orgasm again. I don't remember what happened after that, because I fell asleep. At seven in the morning, I woke up. My mother was already up, making breakfast in the kitchen. After a while, we ate breakfast together. But neither of us spoke to the other, and my mother seemed to be avoiding my gaze. We didn't speak to each other all day. That evening, I wanted to break the silence, but how should I say it? I thought and thought, and the best way was to be direct and clear! At dinner, I said to my mother, "Mom, were you satisfied this morning?" My mother was silent for about a minute, then suddenly said, "Don't let your father know!" Hearing her say that, I immediately felt relieved. It meant she had accepted the situation, and I felt a surge of secret joy. After dinner, I pressed my luck and started talking to her more. I asked, "Do you know I secretly touched you that night?" She said she wasn't sure, that she felt someone touching her, but when she woke up, she didn't see anyone. I then asked her if she liked what happened that morning. She didn't answer me directly, but just repeated, "Don't let your dad know." That's when I understood; she really enjoyed it and kept it a secret from her husband, which meant we could do this often. When it was time to sleep, I decided to stay in her room and try her again. She didn't object, so we slept in the same bed again, and naturally, it was another intense sexual encounter. For me, a young man, this was like a honeymoon, and I never expected my mother's sexual prowess to be so strong. Afterwards, I saw my mother take a beautifully packaged box from the drawer, take out a pill, and swallow it. I asked her what she took, and she said it was a birth control pill. I was puzzled because women her age usually use IUDs and don't need birth control pills. Why didn't she use one? So I asked her, and she smiled shyly and said, "You know, birth control pills are made with estrogen. As long as you keep taking them, you won't stop menstruating, and even in old age, you can maintain your sexual ability!" Her face turned even redder as she spoke! Now I understood why my mother's libido and sexual ability were so good—it was the effect of the birth control pills! In the following days, we were like newlyweds, having almost excessive sex. I found that her generation was much more innocent than ours; they had never watched pornography, and during sex, they always maintained one or two positions for a long time, without exaggerated moaning. Later, my mother told me that she had read all the incestuous novels on my computer, which I hadn't expected. I thought she didn't know how to use a computer, but it turned out that her workplace had equipped their offices with computers a year ago, so she had seen everything on my computer. She said she was also influenced by those incestuous novels to have sex with me. To cultivate her "sexual interest," I showed her all the pornographic DVDs I had collected. Gradually, she became willing to try different positions with me, but she never moaned. We always kept quiet during sex; the only sounds in the room were our kisses and the sounds of our bodies colliding. It was wonderful! My mother's sex drive was incredibly strong; she had demands every day, even during her period. This isn't an exaggeration; women of this age, if their sex life is fulfilling, do indeed have a strong sex drive. Plus, my mother had been taking birth control pills for a long time, so not only was her sex drive high, but her skin and reproductive organs were also very well-maintained. At this point, I truly understood why my father had left home to work; it was beneficial for him, otherwise, how could his body withstand it? However, I didn't feel any discomfort. After all, I was a very healthy young man; I was 19 that year, and my mother was 43. And so, for the next year, we maintained a sexual relationship, only separating when my father came home. Now that I'm in college and live on campus, I only go home once a week. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and every time I go home, I have sex with my mom five or six times. We're both very happy! After my mom and I established a stable sexual relationship, we often discussed sex, and I've summarized the following tips for those considering incest with their mothers: 1. Your mother cannot be older than 45, because 35-45 is the period when a woman's libido is strongest. 2. Secretly observe your parents' sex life to see if it's fulfilling. If it is, it means your mother is very interested in sex, and you'll have an opportunity. If you can't see their sex life, observe their relationship. If their relationship is good, it means their sex life is also good. A harmonious sex life between your parents is very important for the success of incest, because it shows your mother is interested in sex. Your body is definitely more attractive than your father's! 3. Your father must be away from home for an extended period. At least one month. 4. Expose your body to your mother when your father is away. (According to my mom, her previous apparent lack of interest in my body was actually an act; she was just embarrassed.) 5. Intentionally let her see incestuous articles. This is essential to get her to accept the concept that "there is nothing immoral about two people having sex with each other." If my mom hadn't read those articles, I wouldn't have succeeded—that's what my mom said! 6. Carefully record your mother's menstrual cycle. Her libido is usually strongest 7-8 days before and 5-6 days after menstruation. 7. During her most libido-prone days, find an opportunity to sleep in the same bed with her, preferably in the morning, because neither of you is fully awake at that time. Then comes the most important point—touching her breasts. She will definitely refuse the first time. You can touch them again after a minute, giving her time to consider. If you don't object the second time, congratulations, you're about to succeed. Let things take their course from here on out! Finally, I must add two more points: breasts are amazing things. If you stimulate them for a long time, you...Your mother's psychological defenses will eventually break down, but you must be patient. Given enough time, she will lose her temper and become completely at your mercy. A suggested timeframe is 10 minutes. Be gentle! One more thing, just for your reference: you can secretly put some aphrodisiacs in the water your mother wants to drink (not plain water, otherwise she'll notice). The aphrodisiacs must be purchased from a reputable pharmacy.

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