Did you hypnotize your mother?

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When I returned home, my heart heavy, it was already getting dark. As soon as I entered, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa with an angry expression, and my father sitting beside her, frowning and smoking. As soon as they heard the door open, they both turned their attention to me. I greeted them and went into my room alone. Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with me, my mother knocked on the door a moment later and said, "Li Yang, are you alright? Can I come in?" After I said yes, my mother opened the door, closed it behind her, and turned around, saying worriedly, "Li Yang, what's wrong? What happened?" She sat down beside me on the bed and reached out to stroke my head. My mother actually cares about me a lot. They say there's no one better than a mother, and that's absolutely true. Her love is deep, and so is her concern. My heart warmed, and I felt an urge to cry in her arms and pour out everything. I casually wiped my reddened eyes with the corner of my clothes, comforting her with a nasal voice, "Mom, I'm okay, really, don't worry." My mother noticed my unusual behavior and moved closer, pulling my head into her arms and gently stroking the back of my head. "Son, tell me what's wrong. I'll help you figure it out. Seeing you like this makes my heart ache, sweetie." Burying myself in her arms, smelling her scent, I felt enveloped in warmth, so comforting and reassuring. Almost involuntarily, I told her everything, including the hypnotic ability and those women. Throughout the whole ordeal, my mother sat there, stunned, as if terrified by what I had said, unable to recover for a long time. I shifted my position in my mother's arms, resting my head on her firm thighs, and murmured comfortably, "Since I gained that power, I've indeed had many things I wanted before, but the pressure is immense. Before, I was naive and innocent, and although I was always bullied, I was happy. But after gaining that power, I feel like I've changed, become ruthless, become cruel. I feel like this isn't the real me. Mom, I don't want this, I don't want this." As I spoke, tears streamed down my face. Mom snapped out of her daze, gently patted my back, frowned, thought for a moment, and then tilted her head cutely, asking, "Sweetie, don't cry. Hmm, so, have you ever hypnotized Mommy?" I was a little surprised. I had imagined many ways Mommy would react if she found out—maybe she would hit me, maybe she would scold me, maybe she would sever our mother-son relationship. But I never expected her to ask this question. If I said yes now, wouldn't I look like a fool? I quickly shook my head vigorously, "No, no, how could I do such a thing to Mommy?" My words were righteous and firm. Mom visibly relaxed, tenderly touching my face. "If you're not happy doing this, then don't do it anymore. Whatever decision you make, son, Mom will support you." "Mom, do you believe what I said about superpowers? Don't you think it's weird?" "It's hard to believe, but Mom believes you wouldn't lie to me. Whatever you say, Mom will believe you." I snuggled closer to Mom, looking at her guiltily. "Mom, aren't you angry with me? I've done so many wrong things." Mom pointed a delicate finger at my forehead, laughing and scolding, "Of course I'm angry! But it wasn't murder or arson. What I'm most angry about is that you hid things from me. If you dare to hide anything from me again, you'll be in for a beating, you hear me, you brat?" "Okay, Mom." Hearing my mother's words warmed my heart. In my excitement, I accidentally touched her full breasts. Because she was dressed lightly at home, she wasn't wearing a bra, which was a real treat for me. I felt my head bump into a soft, elastic mound of flesh, and my penis instantly hardened, creating a large tent. I quickly covered myself with my hands. My mother looked at me with a half-smile, a playful glint in her eyes, which made me blush instantly. I lowered my head, stammering, unsure what to say. My mother sighed softly, "Oh, I didn't expect my son to be so lecherous, even wanting his own mother." I blushed and tried to say something, but my mother put her index finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. Then, she reached out her long, slender, white hands and pushed away my hands covering my crotch, placing her right hand on my groin and kneading it. I was stunned, staring blankly at my mother: "Mom, you, you, oh, it feels so good." At this moment, my mother had already pulled down my pants and was stroking my penis. Mom was clearly excited too, panting heavily, her neck and cheeks flushed pink. "Keep your voice down, your dad's still outside. Your son has physical needs, and of course, a mother should help him. Son, you're quite well-endowed, but we're mother and son, so I can't let you penetrate me. I'll help you masturbate." Mom was the woman I'd admired since childhood. Although we couldn't actually have sex, just having her masturbate me was enough for me. Hearing Mom masturbate me from dozens of meters away from Dad made my penis even harder, and my juices kept flowing from the head. Mom's hands were soft, nothing like when I masturbated myself, but it was more of a psychological stimulation. Watching Mom's right hand, painted with red nail polish, gripping my penis and moving it rapidly, the pleasure made me grimace and gasp. My hand secretly grasped Mom's full breasts; Mom just glared at me but didn't stop me. A few minutes passed, and I still hadn't ejaculated. My mother was getting impatient, so I suggested breast play. Perhaps her hands were tired too; she tilted her head, thought for a moment, and agreed. My mother took off her top, and instantly, two large, white breasts appeared before my eyes. I eagerly rubbed them with both hands, then placed my penis between her breasts and started thrusting. However, due to the lack of lubrication, it was very dry, and I felt no pleasure at all. I asked my mother to spit some saliva as lubricant. My mother smiled charmingly, "You always have so many tricks up your sleeve." But she did as I said. With the lubrication of saliva, it was indeed different. I thrust easily, and the soft flesh of her breasts tightly enveloped my penis, feeling very sensual. My mother would occasionally lower her head and gently lick my glans. During this process, I could hear my father's voice outside. My mother and I were only separated from him by a wall. Under this double stimulation, I felt a tingling sensation in my waist and ejaculated all over my mother's breasts, with a little splashing onto her face. Mom got up and straightened her clothes, then said to me, still lying in bed, "Feeling better now? You rascal, from now on, focus on your studies. Try to use that superpower less often. Hurry up and get ready to come out for dinner." Seeing Mom open the door to leave, I snapped out of my daze, sat up, and asked eagerly, "Mom, I love you. I want to pursue you. I want you to be my wife." Mom paused for a few seconds after hearing my words, then chuckled and winked her right eye. "Hehe, really? Well, you'd better try harder, you rascal. Mom isn't one of those little girls; she's not so easy to win over." She blew me a kiss and left the room, leaving me alone in the house, grinning like an idiot.
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