naughty son

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I woke up this morning to find that I had slept in my mom's bed the night before. I turned around to look for her, but the bed next to me was empty. I heard noises coming from the kitchen outside the room, so I threw back the covers to get up, only to realize I wasn't wearing anything underneath. I thought to myself that I had gotten her permission, but it's always better to be more discreet... Otherwise, walking out with a morning erection might scare her.
As usual, I stood in the kitchen doorway and saw my mom, but I froze. She was dressed in a short-sleeved pajama top and pajama shorts, a far cry from her usual sexy attire at home. I called out "Mom" from behind.
She replied coldly, "You're up? Go wash up, and come out for breakfast later. Also, Mom has something to tell you." After washing up, I sat down at the table, and my mom sat down too. I immediately felt the atmosphere was a bit strange, so awkward.
Mom spoke first: "I've thought about yesterday's events very clearly. We can't go on like this. You're my son. When you grow up, you'll need to find a wife and have children. These are things Mom can't do. It's all Mom's fault. I didn't control myself properly and acted impulsively. I'm sorry, son, it's all my fault. It shouldn't have been like this." Mom cried, covering her face with her hands, but tears still streamed down her face.
"Mom, I..." Just as I was about to get up to comfort Mom, she shouted: "Don't come any closer!
Don't touch me anymore!"
I said: "Mom, I love you. You did nothing wrong. We were fine last night, weren't we? Why are you like this today..." Mom suddenly suppressed her emotions and reverted to her cold attitude, saying: "Go to school after you finish breakfast. I don't want to talk about this anymore."
I reluctantly finished my breakfast and went to school alone. On the way, I was wondering why Mom had suddenly become like this. She was a completely different person from last night. As I continued thinking, I remembered the scene yesterday where Mom helped me masturbate. It was so memorable.
...My penis got hard again, but I was still on my way to school, and my school pants were making a little tent. I had to use my backpack to cover it up to make it less embarrassing.
After a day of routine with my girlfriend at the station, I got home to find my mom still in her boring pajamas, and the feeling of depression returned. For the next two weeks, I barely talked to my mom. She deliberately avoided me, and there was no physical contact whatsoever. At night, she would go to her room early, close the door, and lock it.
Every night, I could only fall asleep by masturbating while fantasizing about having sex with my mom.
The turning point came two weeks later.
When I got home, I was about to throw away the masturbation paper I had left under the bed the day before when I crawled under the bed and looked—where was the paper? It was gone. Had it been lost this morning? Or had I not masturbated at all yesterday? I kept asking myself these questions. In the end, I convinced myself that I hadn't masturbated yesterday.
That night, after finishing my first time, I slowly fell asleep. In my dream, I saw my mother. She was still wearing a sexy black see-through nightgown. After kissing and caressing, she was already wet down there. In the dream, I mustered up the courage to ask her to penetrate me. She was still like an 18-year-old girl, making a last-ditch effort to resist. I couldn't hold back any longer, so I lifted my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening
, and inserted it... This was my first time (but it's a pity, it must have been a dream). It was so warm and slippery, and it felt so real. My mother was on the bottom, and we were thrusting in and out in this face-to-face position. My mother was moaning in a girlish voice:
"Ah... son, I want it, go deeper, oh... Mom loves you so much, come on, thrust faster, ah... Mom, Mom, Mom is going to orgasm."
Wait a minute, why does the sound feel so real? Why does the warm feeling in my penis feel so real? As my mind raced, I woke up. In the dim moonlight streaming into the room, I vaguely saw someone sitting on my reclining body—no, to be precise, sitting on my penis. Judging from the moans, I knew it was my mom. I wondered, why is Mom suddenly like this?
Although I was awake, I wasn't stupid enough to ruin this. I continued to pretend to sleep. My mom placed her hands on my chest for support, her buttocks swaying against my genitals, saying, "Ah... son, ah... you, ah... although that thing isn't long, it's thick and hard, oh... it fills me up so much, Mom likes it so much."
With my mom's approval, I felt my penis grow even larger.
After a while, my mom let out a long cry: "Ah..."
Perhaps realizing her voice was indeed loud, she covered her mouth with her hand halfway through the cry.
Her body went limp against my chest, her vagina rhythmically contracting and relaxing, sucking at my penis. My mother had an orgasm, saying, "Son, I'm sorry, Mom loves you. Mom couldn't control herself. You've suffered so much these past few days. Mom has thought it through. Incest is incest, we can be together from now on."
Just as my mother finished resting and was about to get up to leave, I grabbed her waist and pushed her vaginal opening back in, which had just left my penis. My mother let out a long sigh, then cried out, "Ah, son, why are you awake?"
I replied, "I've been awake for a while." My
mother exclaimed, "Ah! How could you do this?"
I said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong. I should have woken up earlier and pulled my thing out. I shouldn't have made you suffer so much."
My mother said, "You're so mean! You're laughing at me, aren't you?"
I teased, "But Mom… this is so unfair of you. You've had your pleasure and you're just going to leave me behind?"
As I spoke, I forcefully lifted my mother's waist with my hands, putting her in a half-squatting position, giving me enough space to thrust my penis upwards.
Me: Mom, this is my first time, you have to take responsibility... You'll be my woman from now on.
Mom: You... dreaming... ah... ouch... ah... oh... The room was filled with my mother's moans and the "plop plop" sounds from her vagina, but I found that this machine-like movement didn't bring me much pleasure, and it was incredibly tiring.
I pretended to be clueless and asked: Mom... this is so tiring, is this what sex is like? Sigh... let's not do it again, okay?
Mom: Are you trying to drive me crazy? Come on, help Mom lie down.
After Mom lay down, I climbed on top of her, helped her take off her pajamas, and grabbed her breasts again, finding that her nipples were already hard. I suddenly had the idea to suck on her nipples, which resulted in even more wanton moans from my mother:
Oh... no... oh... you're so bad.
Oh…
After I finished sucking her nipple, my mouth met my mom's soft lips again. As if afraid I'd run away, she gripped my neck tightly with both hands, and her tongue intertwined with mine. My penis kept thrusting against her lower body, but I couldn't find the vaginal opening. Frustration returned.
My mom clearly noticed something was wrong: "You naughty boy, are you teasing me?"
Me: "I, I, it's my first time, I really don't know how, Mom… please help me."
Mom: "Hahaha… You can do it! Just beg me, hahaha…" I silenced her laughter with my mouth, my right hand continuing its assault on her breasts. Finally, my mom used her hand to guide my penis to the vaginal opening. Without a word, I thrust forward relentlessly. Mom: "Gently…
oh… you're hurting me… oh…"
Me: "You were laughing at me, weren't you? I'll teach you a lesson. Come on, call me husband."
Mom: "Husband… oh… dear son… son husband… I love you… deeper… ah!"
Finally, I ejaculated, my hot semen shooting into my mother's vagina. I lay weakly on top of her, panting heavily.
After a long while, I said, "Mom, is it okay that I ejaculated inside?"
My mother, also panting, said, "It's fine, I took precautions."
I said, "Mom…you said you'd thought it through, that you wanted to have incest with me, that you wanted to be together in the future, was that true?" My mother replied
, "Silly child, I said it, I did it, how could it be false?"
Finally, I held my mother's naked body on her side, my hand grasping one of her breasts, and fell asleep again.
[The End]

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