Incestuous thoughts

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My name is LCM, I'm 18 years old, and I'm a university student in this city. I've been working out for over three years now, and I'm a typical fitness enthusiast. My love for fitness comes from my mother, Nan.

My mother is 39 years old this year, 40 by the traditional Chinese age reckoning, and her given name is Nan. She's a top personal trainer at a gym and is still unmarried. That's right, my mother is the legendary woman who got pregnant before marriage. After graduating from university, she broke up with her boyfriend but found out she was pregnant with me. Fortunately, our family is relatively wealthy and open-minded, so I was born (based on what I overheard my relatives talking about).

But because of this, my mother isn't very well-liked by my relatives and doesn't interact with them much. We live together in a house provided by my maternal grandfather. Thanks to her high income as a personal trainer, we live a very comfortable life.

"Son, dinner's ready!" With a crisp voice, a beautiful, somewhat seductive, tanned young woman gracefully walked out of the kitchen. The reason I call her lewd is because her upper body was covered only by a purple bikini, which barely concealed her enormous breasts, which were at least a 36F, but the two nipples were clearly visible. Her abs were clearly defined, and you could even see her abdominal muscles. Her lower body was covered by a pair of short hot pants that clearly revealed the lower half of her shapely buttocks, and her long, taut thighs were on full display. Her beautiful, wheat-colored feet were painted with bright red nail polish, and she wore a pair of ribbon sandals. She looked like a wanton prostitute. And this was my mother, Nan. For some reason, perhaps because she had gotten used to it over the past ten years, my mother always dressed like this at home, and would even walk around completely naked occasionally, showing no regard for me, her 18-year-old son.

"Coming, Mom,"

I called out. Seeing her like this, even after eighteen years, I still got an erection. Since it was summer, I was only wearing briefs, and my little tent instantly bulged. I instinctively covered my crotch and said casually, "Mom, I need to go to the bathroom." Mom glanced at my tent, covered her mouth, smiled slightly, and nodded. In

my haste to the bathroom, I didn't see the glint of desire in my dear mother's eyes as I turned away. She murmured, "My son has grown up. I haven't tasted a penis in so long… No, no, this is my son, how can I do this…"

At that moment, I took off my only piece of clothing, my briefs, and looked at my muscular body in the mirror. For some reason, I felt a surge of heat, and my hand naturally reached for my already hardened penis. The image that flashed through my mind was of me lying on top of my mother's leopard-like, muscular body… "Ah... Master... Master's big cock is hitting Nannu's flower core... Ah, Master husband, your big cock is Nannu's everything, ah, I want to have your child, Nannu is willing to give everything for you... Ah!!!" In my mind, my sexy mother wrapped her shapely legs around my pert buttocks, which were hard from long hours of exercise. Her firm, huge breasts changed shape in my hands. "Ah... My mother!! You are so sexy, your son hopes to enjoy your body forever." As I thrust my hips like a pile driver, my mother's huge... Her breasts rippled across the water. "Ah, son! Mom will always be yours, always your sex toy. When you find a girlfriend, Mom and your wife will serve you, my master~" With her lewd moans, in my mind, I ejaculated a massive amount of semen into her vagina. She went limp. As I withdrew, a mixture of white semen and vaginal fluid oozed from her opening, while my erection remained firm. Suddenly, the image in my mind shifted. A strange, faceless, muscular man took my place, and I slumped to the side, helpless. As I masturbated... "Thinking of this, my 20cm-long penis also spurted white liquid, splashing everywhere—on the mirror, the toilet, even on the black thongs my mother had left in the bathroom to wash... I shook my head, trying to shake off that inexplicable image. Just as I was frantically cleaning up the traces, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and my mother stood in the doorway, looking at me expressionlessly. I, however, hadn't even finished cleaning up the traces, my hand still clutching my mother's thongs I was trying to clean, my penis still not completely limp...

[The End]"

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