Drugging and raping mother

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It was another weekend, and this was probably the most stressful weekend I'd ever had. Mom only worked half a day before coming home, which was their routine; while others had two days off a week, they had two and a half. Mom could never have imagined that today might be the most unforgettable and humiliating day of her life, nor did she notice the desire behind my gaze. "Mom, I hope we'll never be apart..." I said, emboldened by a few sips of beer, my eyes burning as I scanned her face. Perhaps my gaze was too intense, because Mom felt a little uncomfortable. "Don't talk nonsense. When you're settled and have your own family, we'll naturally be apart. Then you can come visit me often, and I'll be satisfied..." "...No...no...I never want to be apart from Mom, never..." My tongue started to slur. The blatant confession moved Mom, but she was also a little flustered. "What's wrong with you today? Talking nonsense like this." Mom looked at me suspiciously, paused for a moment, and then got up to take a shower. I didn't dare stay in the living room, afraid that I might impulsively force myself on her and cause an uncontrollable situation. I entered the bedroom and turned on the monitor, my heart filled with conflicting emotions. On one hand, I was excited and expectant; on the other hand, I feared that mishandling the situation would lead to irreversible consequences. I had once imagined enjoying my mother's company while she was unconscious, knowing only that she would remain unaware, but I also felt that such a life was unbearable. I needed face-to-face interaction. Lost in thought, I saw my mother enter the bedroom. On the monitor, her familiar figure sat at the dressing table, downing a glass of water in one gulp. Ionized water was applied to her face, and she collapsed onto the bed, the towel still draped over her hair. I knew the drug had taken effect… I carefully closed the curtains and gently lifted my mother's body. This was the first time I had touched her flesh, and even through her clothes, my hands trembled with excitement. My mother was limp, like a lump of mud, her skin damp and clinging to her clothes. Removing her clothes took immense effort. After so longing for so long, her body was finally revealed before me. Aside from her panties and bra, Mom was completely naked. Her skin, deprived of sunlight for a long time, was dazzlingly white. Her pores were so small they were barely visible. Mom loved vegetables, and her body was well-hydrated, making her skin smooth, supple, and radiant. Her figure was slightly plump, with a thin layer of fat covering her muscles, giving her a glossy, elastic, and wonderfully tactile feel. Although her slightly protruding belly disrupted her proportions, her intertwined legs still aroused boundless lust. I was about to violate Mom's delicate body, but it wasn't too late to stop. After a slight hesitation, I made my final decision. What wouldn't a person do if they weren't afraid of death? I used the soft cloth strips I had prepared beforehand to tie Mom's wrists and ankles to the headboard and footboard respectively. At this moment, Mom was fixed in a "spread-eagle" position, a lamb to the slaughter. After securing her hands and feet, I took out a black blindfold and covered Mom's eyes. I dared not violate her under her gaze, and I also gagged her with a strip of cloth. When the moment arrived, I somehow managed to avoid touching her body, whether out of fear or some other reason. After everything was settled, I realized that in my panic, I hadn't removed my mother's underwear; a simple process had taken me a long time. There probably wasn't enough time to untie the strips around her ankles and remove her underwear; I left it to fate, who knew what would happen next. My mother's body stirred; the drug's effects were probably wearing off. It was too late to back out now. I suddenly calmed down, removed all my clothes, and climbed onto my mother's delicate body. My hands roamed over her lower abdomen; her skin was so white and tender, making my hands appear dark and rough. "...Mmm..." My mother seemed to swallow, turning her head to the side. My wet tongue slid across the inside of her thighs, then traveled upwards, showering her slender shoulders with countless passionate kisses. Her collarbone was prominent, possessing a unique charm. When my tongue touched her neck, I clearly felt her reaction; it seemed she was waking from her slumber. I studied that videotape for countless days and nights; the area below my mother's neck was also a sensitive spot. I gently nibbled at her ear, the heat clearly radiating through me. A flush spread from her ear down her neck, and her struggles grew stronger, a muffled sound escaping her throat—perhaps she thought it was a wet dream! My fingers moved to her swollen vulva, gently rubbing her slit through her panties. "...Uh..." My mother twisted her hips to one side as if electrocuted, seemingly regaining consciousness. It was time to speak. I leaned forward, straddling her breasts, my lips close to her ear: "Mom, it's me! Don't be afraid, there's no one else..." My mother twisted her head violently, seemingly trying to remove the gag from her mouth. But it was futile. "Mom, forgive me, I've missed your body for so long, I just want to love you properly... You can't even imagine how much I love you..." My mother excitedly arched her body, trying to push me off. Despite her bound hands and feet, she still had such strength; I knew the drug had completely worn off. "Mom, don't be angry, don't move! I don't want this, but I can't help it... Your body is so tempting to me... Mom, I can't resist this temptation, please... just this once..." My voice was trembling with tears, and it wasn't an act. Years later, I still don't understand why I felt so strongly about crying back then. My mother wasn't moved at all; instead, she resisted even more fiercely. Unfortunately, her limbs were firmly restrained, leaving her with no leverage. The sounds that escaped her throat were almost roars. It was impossible to get my mother's cooperation so easily. My only hope rested on my next move, perhaps after it was done... My trembling fingers slipped behind my mother and touched her bra strap. For some reason, my mother had fastened the bra very tightly, digging into her smooth back, the clasp even sinking into her flesh. My mother stubbornly resisted, and it took a lot of effort to untie the strap. As the strap loosened... Ah, my mother's breasts! Those full, firm, and round breasts were like a pair of white doves soaring before me. My mother's fair, smooth breasts trembled with her soft breathing, her small nipples like two ripe grapes, tempting me. The full, round, firm breasts of my mother, which I had longed for for so long, were finally before me. These were the breasts of my mother who had nursed me when I was an infant! Now I was eighteen, and I had long forgotten what the breasts I suckled looked like as a toddler. Now I saw only a pair of sexy, mature, and beautiful breasts, full of desire. My slightly trembling fingers touched my mother's pair of fair, smooth, full, firm, and round breasts. Like an electric shock, a tingling sensation instantly spread from my fingertips throughout my body. My mother let out a soft moan and shifted uncomfortably. My hands touched my mother's breasts, my fingers gently massaging them: "Ah! Mother's breasts are so beautiful..." I praised them ecstatically, forgetting that I hadn't even asked my mother's permission. Why did my mother insist on wearing a bra that was a size too small to cover such full breasts? I wondered what her purpose was. If I hadn't forcibly freed them today, it would have been such a misunderstanding. Lying on my mother's nearly naked body, I buried my face between her high, firm breasts, inhaling their alluring scent. I couldn't resist pressing my lips to those smooth, full, soft, sexy, trembling, and tender white breasts. My lips and tongue kissed and licked the deep cleavage, kissing and licking upwards from the base of the breasts. My tongue circled the dark red areolas of my mother's nipples, which were as full as ripe grapes, occasionally licking those plump nipples. I never imagined that my mother's breasts, which had once breastfed me, could be so sensitive. Perhaps it was because she hadn't breastfed for nearly twenty years; my mother's breasts were as sexy and sensitive as those of a woman in her thirties. At this moment, my mother could no longer suppress the rapid breathing and moans that she had been holding back for so long. I greedily opened my mouth and took my mother's breast into it, my tongue licking the round nipple, sucking, licking, and wrapping it. My mother's breasts were the second most sensitive area after her vagina; I had studied this in the video. My hands never left my mother's breasts. I opened my mouth wide, greedily taking the nipple into my mouth, while my other hand gently kneaded the other nipple. My tongue wrapped around the nipple, licking and sucking. My mother's struggles were still strong, but they seemed chaotic. Sometimes she struggled, sometimes she thrust her chest out, but she didn't try to break free. The protests in my mother's throat grew weaker, but her breathing became much heavier. I was overjoyed. I was afraid that if I worked hard, my mother's body wouldn't accept it at all. Now that there was a reaction, it was a good thing. The last trace of fear from before was completely eliminated. I moved my body slightly away, still with the nipple in my mouth, while one hand moved down to my mother's forbidden area again. My mother's legs were spread and restrained, her vagina unable to close, allowing my fingers to rub up and down through the thin lace panties. Soon, her panties were soaked with her own fluids, a slit appearing at the opening of her vagina, and my fingers repeatedly rubbed and kneaded in that crevice. My mother completely gave up resisting; perhaps it wasn't so much giving up, but rather a complete surrender to the battle against desire. My lust grew stronger, and I moved my body away from my mother's delicate frame, until my lips touched that alluring triangle. I pressed my face against that mysterious, alluring place encased in her narrow panties, feeling the warmth of her genitals through the thin lace, feeling her trembling all over. Mom...The bottom of Mom's panties was soaked, I couldn't tell if it was from sweat or from the vaginal fluids flowing from her. I was deeply captivated by this exquisite creation of nature, and I kissed and licked her smooth thighs and round, plump buttocks. I pulled Mom's thin lace panties aside, completely exposing her vulva. Her labia were already covered in vaginal fluid, making them appear even more plump and beautiful. At that moment, a beautiful, mature, voluptuous, and sexy body was completely naked before my eyes. This was the naked body of Mom that I had dreamed of countless times in my dreams. Between her white, smooth thighs, thick, glossy, and jet-black pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, covering the mysterious mound and valley. The smooth, dark red labia acted as a natural barrier, concealing the flower-like vaginal opening—the place from which I was born into this world—and above the vaginal opening, the slightly protruding clitoris was like a cardamom seed. I admired and marveled, as if revisiting a familiar place. I couldn't help but bury my face between my mother's legs, letting the fluffy pubic hair brush against my face. I deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent unique to a mature, sensual woman's genitals. I licked her thick pubic hair with my lips and tongue, kissing her slightly raised mons pubis, kissing and licking her thick, smooth labia majora, and using the tip of my tongue to separate her lubricated, wet labia minora—the gateway through which I had come into this world. I kissed and licked her small, bud-like clitoris. At that moment, my mother's delicate body trembled, and her breathing suddenly became heavy. After my tongue entered her honey pot, I immediately began licking along the tender vaginal walls. My mother's small clitoris became erect from my kisses and licks, so I then pushed the tip of my tongue into my mother's vaginal opening, gently stirring and scraping the folded vaginal walls—the passage through which I came into this world eighteen years ago. I cradled my mother's fair, smooth, and plump buttocks, my tongue probing as far as it could into her vagina, sucking and licking her smooth, delicate inner walls. My mother's vagina was truly wondrous—its inner walls were both smooth and wrinkled (I later learned that most promiscuous beauties are born this way). From deep within her vagina, streams of vaginal fluid flowed out like a babbling brook. My mother trembled as if electrocuted, instinctively arching her round, smooth, white thighs, raising her plump buttocks even higher, allowing me to more thoroughly kiss, lick, and suck her vaginal opening and inner walls. "...Mmm..." My mother finally let out the moan I had been waiting for. At this moment, my mother's clitoris was engorged and erect, as delicate as a cardamom bud. I very gently took it into my mouth, afraid that too much force would cause her pain. With each tremor, streams of vaginal fluid flowed from deep within my mother's vagina, making it slippery and sticky, smearing my face and mouth. The fluid trickled down her perineum to her anus, which, against the backdrop of her snow-white, plump buttocks, resembled a small, dark red chrysanthemum bud, breathtakingly beautiful. Ah, this was my mother's beautiful, sexy anus! My mother's desire was finally aroused by my persistent teasing; the video of her masturbating last time had been a great help. If I hadn't studied her sensitive areas beforehand and put in a lot of effort stimulating her breasts, she wouldn't have gotten aroused so quickly. The vaginal fluid gushed out in increasingly violent waves. First cloudy, then clear; first viscous, then thin. It was time to enter; soon I would completely conquer my mother with my penis, making her my mother and lover… I sat up and untied the rope from my mother's left leg. To prevent my mother from kicking me hard once her legs were freed, I carefully grabbed her ankle and pulled her panties down to her knees. Although the leg was entirely under my guidance, I felt that my mother bending her knees and freeing her beautiful leg from her panties had some element of cooperation, though it appeared to be me who did it. With one leg completely freed, her panties were pulled down to the other still-bound ankle. My mother immediately brought her legs together, clamping her thighs together. I gently parted her knees, and without much resistance, her thighs parted. I knelt between her legs, my thick, long, hard penis pressing against them, the round, smooth, large glans touching her two white, tender, and delicate thighs. A series of electric shock-like sensations spread from my glans throughout my body, and I felt my mother's body tremble. My mother struggled gently beneath me, but I could clearly sense that her struggles were somewhat half-hearted. Seizing this opportunity, I easily aimed my penis at her wet vaginal opening and inserted it. When the large, smooth glans of my penis touched the entrance of my mother's vagina, she struggled again. "Mom, I'm going to put it in..." My mother's head shook violently from side to side, as if in a final attempt to stop her audacious son. The glans of my penis slowly squeezed into my mother's tight, slippery vaginal opening. The moment it entered, my mother's whole body suddenly stiffened and she didn't move, as if she couldn't believe that the end of the world had come so quickly... My mother's smooth and elastic labia tightly enveloped it. "Oh, Mom, dear Mom, sixteen years, I came into this world from here, and now your son has returned to the mysterious world that gave birth to him." I said to my mother emotionally. My mother trembled all over, no longer struggling, her beautiful eyes closed slightly, two crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and a soft moan of pleasure escaped from her slightly parted, rosy lips. My mother's vagina was tight and snug, and my penis slowly slid inside. My mother was truly a naturally beautiful woman; her vagina was not only tight but also long, with many folds in the vaginal walls. Sixteen years ago, I came into this world from here. My mother's vagina enveloped and stroked my penis. When my penis was fully inserted into her vagina, the tip of my penis touched that soft, warm, and almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina. With the powerful insertion of my hard, thick, large, and long penis, my mother's legs had already parted, and she twisted her waist and hips to match the thrusting of my penis. I gently kissed and licked the tears on my mother's beautiful face, which were like dewdrops on a blooming lotus flower. When I kissed her rosy, sweet little mouth, she responded and put her clove-like tongue into my mouth, gently stirring it. I thrust my penis in and out forcefully, my thick, hard penis throbbing inside my mother's vagina. My mother, who hadn't experienced pleasure in so long, suddenly found her long-dormant vagina filled with a young, engorged penis. Before I'd even thrust a few times, she began to moan with pleasure, her plump buttocks swaying, and more vaginal fluid flowing from deep within her. Her vaginal walls contracted, gripping my penis tightly. With each thrust, she let out a soft moan of pleasure. "...Mmm..."A beautiful sound escaped my mother's throat as this deep penetration roused her from her reverie, my glans already touching her cervix. From that moment on, my mother's trembling body moved in sync with my thrusts. Each thrust gave me immense satisfaction; after all, I was penetrating my mother's vagina. Supporting my upper body with my hands on either side of my mother's fragrant shoulders, I slowly freed one hand to pull off her blindfold. Her eyes, brimming with tears, were tightly closed, seemingly unwilling to witness this incestuous tragedy before her. Her own son was on top of her, raping her, his penis thrusting left and right in the passage where she had been born. "Oh! Mom, this feeling... is so beautiful..." My thick, hard penis made my mother's still-fixed body sway back and forth, it was unbelievable. My only explanation was that my mother was unconsciously responding to my thrusts. Turning my head, I saw that my mother's freed beautiful leg was slightly curled, her sexy toes pointed tightly inward. This discovery thrilled me. I placed my left hand between my mother's legs and pushed her open wider, her little foot slapping against my chest. The lewd position allowed me to penetrate even deeper, each thrust hitting her very core. I knew that only by letting my mother fully experience the pleasure of sex would she be able to leave me. I also knew how much trouble I had caused that night, and only by doing everything I could to make her happy could I undo the damage. Thinking this, I lifted myself off my mother's chest, straddled her legs, and hoisted her free leg onto my shoulder. I pressed down hard, thrusting my penis in and out forcefully. With each thrust, the tip of my penis touched the soft, almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina. Every few thrusts, I would stop, burying my penis deep inside her, occasionally twisting my hips to rub the tip of my penis against that soft, warm, almost imperceptible flesh. My thrusts made her body tremble. My mother probably hadn't experienced such a thick, long, and powerful penis or such exquisite sexual techniques in many years. My vigorous thrusting and draining made her body tremble in waves, and her ecstatic cries escaped intermittently from her throat. My mother's calves tapped against my shoulders, and her small, delicate feet occasionally struck my face. Making love with my own mother was a major taboo, but precisely because it violated the usual rules, I found it incredibly exciting. The frenzied pleasure made my whole body tremble with excitement. With each powerful thrust, my mother's breathing became increasingly unrestrained, her throat emitting blissful moans. Under her panting, I completely lost control, using all my strength for a final sprint. Sensing my frenzy, my mother reluctantly twisted her hips. One of her legs was tied to the bed rail, the other rested on my shoulder. I thrust my penis in and out quickly and powerfully, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. My mother was driven to ecstasy by these thrusts, her beautiful face flushed, her breath coming in gasps, her eyes glazed, her body drenched in sweat, her bones melting. With each violent thrust, my mother swayed, her vagina rhythmically contracting, gripping and squeezing my penis. A tingling, electric sensation shot through my penis from the glans, coursing through my entire body. As if knowing I had reached my climax, Mom, whether consciously or unconsciously, forcefully lifted her plump buttocks, thrusting upwards and twisting to meet my movements. Her vagina and labia contracted powerfully, sucking and releasing, gripping and squeezing my penis. "Mom... dear Mom... I'm going to ejaculate... I'm going to ejaculate... ah... I'm going to ejaculate inside Mom's body... ah... ah... ah..." Mom's body trembled violently, her vaginal walls and labia contracting powerfully, gripping and squeezing my penis. At that moment, it felt as if a surge of heat was rushing from deep within Mom's vagina, forcefully impacting the glans of my penis. A jolt of electricity shot through my central nervous system, spreading throughout my body, finally concentrating on the glans. In an instant, I felt an unbearable tingling sensation in the glans of my penis. I thrust my penis forcefully into the depths of Mom's vagina, my whole body trembling. Streams of heat rushed from every neuron to my penis, and finally, my semen shot out forcefully, shooting deep into Mom's vagina. My penis throbbed powerfully inside my mother's vagina, the inner walls and labia contracting rhythmically. We both reached climax simultaneously, and I ejaculated into her mysterious, dreamlike vagina. My ejaculation lasted for almost a minute, and after the last drop entered her vagina, I lay on top of her soft body, my penis still inside, twitching occasionally. Her vagina gripped my penis tightly, so tightly that the base throbbed with a slight pain. Her tense body instantly relaxed. Sweat pressed our naked bodies together…

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