Under my control

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My mother has a very hot figure. She has stunning curly black hair, large, firm breasts, and a plump, round bottom. Her skin is very fair, with only a few freckles on her face. I know everyone thinks she's very sexy, but I'm not surprised at all, because I think she's very sexy too. Sometimes, my friends make some rather inappropriate jokes, which I can understand, but what I can't understand is my mother. My father has been gone for many years, and many men have pursued her, but she has never remarried. I think it's probably because my father was a jerk, which left my mother with a bad impression of all men. After my father died, my mother worked very hard every day, and she was exhausted every night when she came home, usually lying on the sofa to sleep for about an hour. My mother dresses very casually, often wearing mini skirts. Every time she sleeps, I get very excited to admire her beautiful thighs, calves, and toes encased in pantyhose. Sometimes I can even see her large breasts protected by a lace bra through her low-cut top, and her deep cleavage always makes me fantasize. Although it might sound a bit perverted, the smell of her sweaty feet was absolutely intoxicating. I think I became obsessed with her huge breasts, beautiful legs, delicate feet, and buttocks. Oh, I forgot to mention, her buttocks were comparable to some models', so much so that they always got me aroused. Okay, I admit, every time she fell asleep, I would stroke my penis behind the sofa, even masturbate. Sometimes I would ejaculate, but most of the time, she would get up before I did, and I would have to go to the bathroom. Sometimes she was so exhausted that she would lie helplessly asleep on the sofa, and I would gently part her thighs and carefully admire her beautiful private parts covered by pantyhose, imagining myself entering my mother's body and enjoying this beautiful flesh at will. These experiences were fucking insane; sometimes I really wanted to curse, just looking without moving was too unbearable. My painful yet pleasurable life continued for a long time, until one day I caught the flu and was bedridden. I didn't go to school, but my mother still worked very late. When she came home that evening, she brought back delicious food and tried to cheer me up. She sat at the dining table opposite me, wearing a short skirt with her legs rolled up, and three buttons of her shirt undone. Because the tabletop was glass, I could see clearly that she was sitting cross-legged, her white lace panties faintly visible! I felt incredibly hot and agitated. She tried to keep up with my conversation despite her exhaustion (she usually took a nap at this time), but I struggled to keep up because my attention was focused under the table, not on our conversation. Just then, something strange happened. I felt a warm current rise from my lower abdomen to my brain, circulate through my body, and then settle in my fingers and toes. It was a little painful at first, but then it became comfortable, and I quickly got used to the warmth. My mother noticed this from my surprised expression and asked if I felt unwell. I said no, just a little strange. I lay back down on the bed, and she came over, bent down, and felt the temperature of my forehead. As she did this, I caught a glimpse of her breasts through the unbuttoned part of her shirt. I really hoped she would stay in that position so I could admire her more closely. But after a long time, I noticed she was still motionless, so I looked at her expression—blank and lifeless, like a statue. I was startled. Then she became still again. She said that when she touched my forehead, it didn't feel hot at all, and she didn't seem to have a fever, but my face was very red. She went to the bathroom to get a cool towel to put on my head. I had a feeling that I had control over my mother at that moment. When she came back, I decided to try again to see if my feeling was correct. I was going to make her do something she wouldn't normally do. My mother came back, put the towel on my head, and then sat at the table opposite me to continue eating her food. This time, her legs were properly placed to the side, not crossed as before. I didn't say anything, but silently told her to sit cross-legged. Suddenly, my mother lost all expression and sat cross-legged quietly, just as I had imagined. I was shocked, but I tried to remain calm. I had actually controlled my mother! I could dominate her with my thoughts! My first thought was that I could make her stand naked in front of me so I could admire her magnificent body. But then I suddenly realized I could have sex with her, if I just had the thought. This thought quickly filled my mind. I looked at my mother's expressionless face. It seemed to be telling me that I could do whatever I wanted to her, and she wouldn't refuse. I shook my head, banishing the evil thought. My mother started moving again, as if nothing had happened. I tried to control my mother repeatedly, then release her. For me, the most important thing now was to master this mysterious power. At this moment, my heart began to struggle again. First, I didn't know how this power came about, and I felt it was hurting my mother in an extremely evil way. But I had to understand that my brother was painfully erect, and I had accidentally discovered the best way to comfort myself...The next thought stirred a storm in my mind, threatening to breach the dam of morality. My mother continued eating while talking to me, but in my mind, I commanded her to stop eating, wipe her hands and mouth, and stand up. She lost her will and did as I instructed. I asked her, "Can you hear me? Do you know who I am?" She replied, "Yes, I can hear you. I know I must obey your every word, but I don't know your name." I commanded her in a general's tone, "Squeeze your nipples and rub your genitals at the same time. Show me with your actions that you are a slut, tell me you need to be fucked hard!" My mother grabbed her nipples, rubbing them frantically, while simultaneously rubbing her genitals as if they were on fire. Then, in a monotonous moan, she cried out, "I am a slut, I need you to fuck me hard." Then she stopped, and a blank expression returned to her face. At that moment, I realized that turning my mother into a lustful prostitute might require different instructions. I needed her to act voluntarily, not to be a mechanical puppet obeying my commands. So I imagined my mother dancing in front of me, seducing me with alluring eyes and a captivating smile. She immediately began her performance, even better than I had imagined. I imagined her slowly removing all her clothes, twirling and dancing a striptease to please me. I watched her spin around and around, occasionally rubbing her hips against my penis. When she started to take off her skirt, I instructed her to slowly pull it down her thighs, keeping her hands on the skirt. When she bent over completely, I grabbed her ankles. I made her stroke her legs, squeeze her buttocks, and moan as she did so. I brought her to my bed, sat up, and had her stand between my legs. I took off my shorts, exposing my naked genitals to her. My mother stood before me, bewildered, unmoved by her son's excessive behavior. She was wearing black pantyhose, white lace panties, and a white lace bra. I felt my penis was about to explode. As I trembled and reached out to touch her beautiful legs, I felt an electric current run through my hands, igniting my lust. I kneaded her legs vigorously with both hands, from her feet to her thighs, and then to her buttocks, leaving no inch of skin untouched. Then I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her closer, resting my head against my mother's abdomen, gently rubbing my face against her thick, dark pubic hair. I hugged her, inhaling her faint fragrance. Then I rubbed her buttocks with one hand and stroked her back up and down with the other, from her back to her buttocks to her calves, leaving no inch of her skin untouched. But when I looked up and saw the pair of full breasts hanging above my head, my blood boiled again. Her breasts filled her bra completely, like two pillows. Only the lower half of each breast was covered by a white lace cup, while the top of the cup was two mounds of white flesh. I gazed at my mother's two large breasts, trying to grasp them completely in my hands, but after a long time, I couldn't hold them all. I stared intently at the two beautiful mounds of flesh, then desperately tried to push the flesh above the bra cups back into them, but still couldn't manage it. While I was doing these shameful things to my mother, she just smiled and watched me, faithfully carrying out my subconscious command. Having played enough, I ordered my mother to take off her bra, and she did as I said. She easily unhooked it, and her breasts, like jelly overflowing from the cups, trembled before my eyes, waiting for my suckling. My mother's breasts were full and soft, but her nipples were unusually firm. The firm nipples gave me a new idea; I told her in my heart that she needed me to suckle her nipples. This is how I "explained" it to her: "You're a wanton prostitute, you need to release yourself. Although I'm your son, I can satisfy your needs. Although you feel ashamed of your behavior, you can't help yourself. Your pussy will soon become wet, and you desperately need your son to insert his penis into your pussy." At my suggestion, Mom pressed my head against her nipples and moaned ecstatically. I sucked on her nipples vigorously, licking from one to the other. I grabbed her two trembling nipples tightly, squeezing, licking, and sucking them, even holding them in one hand. I grabbed Mom's pantyhose and underwear and pulled them down to her ankles in one go. I ordered her to lie on the bed and spread her legs as wide as possible. As she spread her legs, I tore off her pantyhose and stuffed them into her mouth along with her underwear. Now Mom's private parts were completely exposed before my eyes. Her pussy looked like a sponge soaked with water, and drops of vaginal fluid were squeezed down to her inner thighs. I lifted my mother's legs, preparing to insert my penis into her vagina. Due to nervousness, I couldn't penetrate at first, but my mother quickly provided enough guidance, allowing me to successfully insert into her tight and warm private parts. I thrust in and out of her body, penetrating deeper and deeper. Having never truly experienced sex before, I soon felt myself ejaculating. With a sensation a hundred times more pleasurable than urinating, I desperately arched my back, convulsing, scattering countless hot seeds back into the garden that had nurtured me. Panting, I lay on top of my mother, whom I had been dominating, only then realizing that my fingers had somehow become embedded in her anus. Under my control, my mother gently stroked my head, allowing me to experience an unprecedented peace and tranquility. After resting for a while, I pulled out my penis, white fluid slowly flowing from the crevice of my mother's vagina. There was still some residue on my penis, so I moved my now limp penis to my mother's mouth, removed the contents, and ordered her to clean it with her fragrant tongue. My mother, with her wide, bewildered eyes and expressionless face, began licking my penis. A moment later, I felt the urge to urinate, so I used my knees to hold her head down, making her suck my penis desperately, and then continuously urinate into her mouth. Under my control, my mother acted like a typical slut; she didn't miss a single drop of urine, drinking it all down, and cleaning my penis thoroughly with her mouth. After resting for a while, I took control of my mother, making her clean up the scene naked, tidy up the dinner and her clothes, and then shower with me. Of course, I didn't forget to make her brush her teeth carefully. I took a hot shower and gradually calmed down. Soon after, after my mother finished cleaning her body and mouth, she joined me in the shower. I made her clean herself again, and seeing the beautiful flesh faintly visible in the shampoo foam, I almost ejaculated again. After the shower, I told my mother to put on her clothes, forget everything that had happened, and go back to her bedroom to sleep, which she obediently did. Looking at my mother's listless eyes, I felt an unprecedented sense of conquest. I thought this state would keep me entertained for a long time. As for when I could make my mother have a complex expression while obeying my commands, that's something to think about later. I'm too lazy to even think about what games to play with my mother tomorrow. Right now, all I want to do is get a good night's sleep.Now my mother's private parts were completely exposed before my eyes. Her vagina looked like a sponge soaked with water, drops of vaginal fluid squeezed down to her inner thighs. I lifted my mother's legs, preparing to insert my penis into her vagina. Because of nervousness, I couldn't insert it the first few times, but soon my mother gave me enough guidance, allowing me to successfully insert it into her tight and warm vagina. I thrust back and forth inside her, penetrating deeper and deeper. Because I had never really experienced sexual intercourse before, I felt like I was going to ejaculate soon. With a feeling a hundred times better than urinating, I desperately arched my back, convulsing continuously, scattering countless hot seeds back into the garden that had first nurtured me. I lay panting on my mother, whom I had been dominating, only to realize that my fingers had somehow gotten into her anus. Under my control, my mother gently stroked my head, allowing me to enjoy an unprecedented peace and tranquility. After resting for a while, I pulled out my penis, and white fluid slowly flowed from the slit of my mother's vagina. There was still some residue on my penis, so I moved my now-soft penis to my mother's mouth, removed the stuff from her mouth, and ordered her to clean it with her tongue. My mother, with her dazed eyes and expressionless face, began to lick my penis. After a while, I felt like I needed to urinate, so I used my knees to hold my mother's head, making her suck my penis desperately, and then continuously urinate into her mouth. Under my control, my mother was like a typical slut; she didn't miss a single drop of urine, drinking it all down, and cleaning my penis thoroughly with her mouth. After resting for a while, I took control of my mother, making her clean up the scene naked, tidy up the dinner and her clothes, and then shower with me. Of course, I didn't forget to make her brush her teeth carefully. I took a hot shower and gradually calmed down. Soon after, after my mother finished cleaning her body and mouth, she joined me in the shower. I made her clean her whole body again, and seeing the beautiful flesh faintly visible in the shampoo foam, I almost ejaculated again. After showering, I told my mom to get dressed, forget everything that had happened, and go back to her bedroom to sleep. She obediently did as I said. Looking at her listless eyes, I felt an unprecedented sense of conquest. I figured this state would give me a good feeling for a long time. As for when I could make my mom have a complex expression while obeying me, that's something to think about later. I didn't even care what games I wanted her to play with me tomorrow. Right now, all I wanted to do was get a good night's sleep.Now my mother's private parts were completely exposed before my eyes. Her vagina looked like a sponge soaked with water, drops of vaginal fluid squeezed down to her inner thighs. I lifted my mother's legs, preparing to insert my penis into her vagina. Because of nervousness, I couldn't insert it the first few times, but soon my mother gave me enough guidance, allowing me to successfully insert it into her tight and warm vagina. I thrust back and forth inside her, penetrating deeper and deeper. Because I had never really experienced sexual intercourse before, I felt like I was going to ejaculate soon. With a feeling a hundred times better than urinating, I desperately arched my back, convulsing continuously, scattering countless hot seeds back into the garden that had first nurtured me. I lay panting on my mother, whom I had been dominating, only to realize that my fingers had somehow gotten into her anus. Under my control, my mother gently stroked my head, allowing me to enjoy an unprecedented peace and tranquility. After resting for a while, I pulled out my penis, and white fluid slowly flowed from the slit of my mother's vagina. There was still some residue on my penis, so I moved my now-soft penis to my mother's mouth, removed the stuff from her mouth, and ordered her to clean it with her tongue. My mother, with her dazed eyes and expressionless face, began to lick my penis. After a while, I felt like I needed to urinate, so I used my knees to hold my mother's head, making her suck my penis desperately, and then continuously urinate into her mouth. Under my control, my mother was like a typical slut; she didn't miss a single drop of urine, drinking it all down, and cleaning my penis thoroughly with her mouth. After resting for a while, I took control of my mother, making her clean up the scene naked, tidy up the dinner and her clothes, and then shower with me. Of course, I didn't forget to make her brush her teeth carefully. I took a hot shower and gradually calmed down. Soon after, after my mother finished cleaning her body and mouth, she joined me in the shower. I made her clean her whole body again, and seeing the beautiful flesh faintly visible in the shampoo foam, I almost ejaculated again. After showering, I told my mom to get dressed, forget everything that had happened, and go back to her bedroom to sleep. She obediently did as I said. Looking at her listless eyes, I felt an unprecedented sense of conquest. I figured this state would give me a good feeling for a long time. As for when I could make my mom have a complex expression while obeying me, that's something to think about later. I didn't even care what games I wanted her to play with me tomorrow. Right now, all I wanted to do was get a good night's sleep.

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