masturbation sister

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The next day was Saturday, and I got up early. After preparing breakfast, I woke my son.
He came out sleepily, and I went over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek: "Good morning! Go eat breakfast." Then, leaving my bewildered son behind, I went to the master bedroom to change.

I looked left and right, sigh! I really couldn't find anything nice to wear. I should go shopping for clothes.

Finally, I decided on this outfit: I untied my usual neat ponytail and let my long hair flow in waves around my ears; I wore a white, tight-fitting t-shirt that accentuated my figure, especially my incredibly slender waist; the cleavage was just right, highlighting the roundness and firmness of my breasts while concealing their larger size to avoid attracting unwanted attention; I wore a super short skirt—literally super short—a good 40 centimeters above my knees, tightly covering my buttocks and private parts, making my buttocks appear even more pert; on my legs were black stockings and 12-centimeter heels, further emphasizing the length and shapeliness of my legs!

Hmm! Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm so beautiful! No, I should say sexy.

That guy outside is in for a treat!

I strode out; my son had already finished eating and was reading the newspaper in the living room.

Seeing me suddenly appear, he stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes, his mouth agape.

I was quite pleased with his reaction; it seemed my outfit today was a success.

"Son! Do I look pretty? Come shopping with me later if you're free. If you're busy, forget it," I said with a smile.

"Oh! No problem, no problem..." my son replied hastily.

I smiled; I loved the feeling of him being completely captivated.

In the mall, I took my son's arm, just like a couple. At first, he wasn't used to it, but he gradually relaxed.

I intentionally bought more clothes today, trying to choose fashionable and stylish styles. Every time I tried on an outfit, I asked for my son's opinion, as if I depended on him. At first, he was shy, but he slowly started to comment.

This was a good sign; I needed a good lover!

While shopping at a department store, an unexpected incident occurred. I came out wearing an outfit and asked my son, "Xiaocheng, how do you like this outfit?" I deliberately didn't call him, wanting him to develop the image of a male head of the household.

"It's alright!" my son said noncommittally.

"Sir, your girlfriend has such a great figure, this outfit really shows off her figure, it's really nice!" the sales assistant busied herself recommending.

My son and I were both stunned; we were clearly unprepared for the "girlfriend" part.

"If my boyfriend doesn't like it, then forget it!" I said, realizing my mistake. I saw my son smile smugly... When we got to the stockings section, I deliberately teased my son, asking, "Xiaocheng, my stockings are all torn or missing lately, can you help me pick out a few pairs?" My son's face flushed red, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Linen stockings!" Now it was my turn to be shocked—this guy must be a stocking fetishist!

In the afternoon, I strolled along the lake with my son, chatting about many happy things. In the evening, we watched a movie. I specially bought a couple's ticket, and we sat close together. I held my son's arm tightly the whole time, which gave me a deep feeling of love. I thought my son must have liked this feeling too.

When I got home, before heading to the master bedroom, I gave my son a tight hug and a big kiss on the cheek: "Son! I'm so happy today! I love you!" My son was clearly taken aback and didn't react immediately.

I deliberately said "I love you" to get a response from him, and I also intentionally said "I love you" instead of "Mommy loves you" to downplay this forbidden love.

"Don't you have anything to say to Mommy?" I asked playfully when my son didn't react.

"Oh! I love you too!" my son responded awkwardly, and then he actually hugged me and gave me a big kiss! This surprised me—my son has high emotional intelligence!

I gave him a wink and went back to my room…

What a perfect day!

For the next while, I would occasionally give my son a close hug, a kiss that wasn't on the lips, or hold his hand while walking, or strolling together. Gradually, his initial awkwardness and stiffness turned into his active seeking of affection—a good start. Before

I knew it, it was mid-April, and the weather was beautiful. Good news came: my son had been admitted to the University of Science and Technology of China through a recommendation program. This also meant that my biggest concern about implementing my plan had disappeared. I decided to take it a step further.

It was Friday, and I took my son to Bajiaoshan for dinner that evening. Tonight, I specially wore a light purple dress. It was a deep V-neck halter-neck tight-fitting dress, the V-neck was so deep that it clearly showed my deep cleavage, very alluring. The hem of this tight-fitting halter-neck dress was very short, barely covering my shapely buttocks. From the front, three-quarters of my full thighs were visible. I deliberately dressed so sexily.

Tonight, I wanted our relationship to change.

My son was naturally speechless when he saw my outfit. I ignored him and dignifiedly ate a sumptuous meal with him to celebrate his successful application.

After dinner, we went to the observation deck. It was late at night, and there were hardly any people there.

"Son! Do you know what day it is today?" I gazed at my son in the evening breeze.

"What day?" My son asked, puzzled.

"Today is my 20th wedding anniversary with your father!" I said calmly.

"Oh! Did Dad call?" My son's eyes dimmed noticeably as he asked.

"He won't call." I paused, then continued, "After all these years, your dad probably forgot about this day long ago." My son didn't speak, hearing the sadness in my voice.

"You know what? Mom has never really had a proper relationship!" I looked deeply at my son.

He looked incredulous.

"I was a 18-year-old girl, just a dreamer. Then your dad... and then you came along." Recalling those days, I felt truly wronged.

"So, Mom's life is incomplete!" I stopped, looking at my son with deep affection, and slowly said, "Mom wants to do something, and I need your help. I wonder if you'd be willing?" "I'd!" My son's answer without hesitation truly moved me. Unreserved love is pure love!

"I want to have a real relationship! And the one for me is you!" I said slowly but firmly.

My son's face seemed to be performing magic, a mixture of surprise, joy, doubt, and excitement.

"If you don't want to, that's fine!" I turned my back, deliberately acting coquettish.

"I'd! I'd!" My son hurriedly turned me around.

Seeing his flustered expression, I felt a surge of joy and collapsed into his arms… Ah! What a warm embrace! The embrace I had longed for so long was finally mine!

“Son! Don’t you think Mom is weird or going too far?” I nestled in my son’s arms, asking hesitantly.

“No, no! Mom. You don’t know how much I love you! I really, really love you! It’s not just the love a son has for his mother, but also that kind of love between a man and a woman! I can’t quite explain it, but I miss you terribly if I don’t see you for a day, I feel like I can’t live without you!” My son hugged me tightly and whispered in my ear.

My tentative advances unexpectedly elicited heartfelt words from my son, which deeply moved me. I instinctively tilted my head back, eyes slightly closed…

Kissing is perhaps the most primal human behavior, needing no instruction. In this moment, my son could no longer resist. He cupped my face and kissed my lips deeply… Oh my god! Such an intoxicating kiss! Is this what lovers' kisses are like? It's so enchanting… I felt like I was floating, clinging tightly to my son's arms, my final haven.

His kiss was awkward and clumsy, but that only excited me more. This must be his first kiss! As his mother, I had actually stolen his first kiss! How thrilling!

“I love you! Mom!” “I love you too! Son!”… Our deep kiss was interspersed with tender whispers.

Suddenly, I felt a large hand pressing firmly on my breast. Oh! So numb! How long has it been since I've been caressed like this?

Then, I felt a large hand begin to roam over my stockings, strong yet clumsy. Slowly, slowly, it climbed up my buttocks.

Oh…so stimulating!

“Mmm…oh…” I couldn’t help but moan.

What a naughty boy, so disrespectful, daring to violate his own mother! But, hehe!

I like it!

My moan greatly aroused my virile son. Seeing that I didn’t resist or even object, he became even bolder, actually reaching inside my V-neck and starting to play with my breasts through my bra.

“Mommy! Your breasts are so big!” my son said indistinctly.

“You’re so bold! You dare to touch your mother here?” I pretended to scold my son and lightly slapped his excessive hand.

“Who told Mommy to have such big breasts!” My son wasn’t scared away by my slap, but instead increased the pressure on my breasts, “Mommy! Your breasts feel so good!” “Mmm…” I couldn’t help but moan, it was so numb!

"You...you little rascal..." I looked at my son with hazy eyes, a mixture of reproach and anger in my gaze.

The moment those words left my lips, I regretted them terribly. This wasn't scolding; it was clearly encouraging him!

Soon, I felt my son's hands kneading me even more brazenly... I felt incredibly embarrassed and distressed, letting my own son play with my body—no one could accept that immediately. But my inner desire encouraged him to continue exploring every corner of my body. At that moment, the only way I could cover my embarrassment was to increase the intensity of my kisses.

Suddenly, I felt a huge rod pressing against my genitals. I realized with a jolt that it was my son's large penis! It was so big and hard. Instinctively, I reached out to grab it, but as a mother, I was too embarrassed. I felt my lower body was already overflowing with desire... We lingered like this for over ten minutes, until we were both struggling to breathe, before reluctantly separating.

"You bastard! How can you treat your mother like this?" I gave him a flirtatious wink, sure enough, full of charm.

"Hehe! Mom! You're so beautiful! I love you so much!" my son said with a silly grin.

Of course you're having a blast! Such a beautiful woman at your mercy! I glared at him, annoyed.

"Let's go home!" I dragged him down the mountain without another word; I was about to lose control if I didn't stop him.

On the way home, as I was driving, this guy shamelessly put his hand on my thigh and started stroking it.

"Mom! You look so beautiful in stockings!" This bastard, he'd already taken advantage of me and was now pushing his luck. I glared at him but didn't stop his annoying hand.

When we got home, my son wanted to come into the master bedroom with me.

"No! You're sleeping in your own room tonight." I refused firmly.

"But...but, Mom, we're a couple now, we should sleep together." my son said shamelessly.

"Son, Mom isn't ready yet. Be good!" I said gently.

"But I really want to be with Mom." My son almost cried when I refused.

"Listen to me! Son! Mom really isn't fully ready yet. Mom promises you! When the time is right, Mom will let you in!" I knew my son was upset, and so was I! Even a lonely woman in her boudoir couldn't feel this way, but I really wasn't ready to get straight to the point with my son. Today, I'd achieved my goal of romance; intimate contact had occurred, but I wasn't ready for that crucial step. I didn't want it to be so fast.

Looking at my disappointed son, my heart was bleeding. But I had to harden my heart; this temporary unhappiness was for the sake of eternal happiness in the future.

I closed the master bedroom door and went to the bathroom. Looking at my soaking wet underwear, I felt like I was being bitten by ants all over my body—it was so itchy… After washing up, I lay on the bed, unable to calm down for a long time. Today, I finally took that important step. For me, this mother-lover relationship was so exciting; the forbidden pleasure was so intense, I was about to succumb. Recalling my son's clumsy, innocent kisses, his excessive yet captivating caresses, his hard, thick penis… Oh! I'm about to lose control, I'm about to lose all restraint!

Deep down, I desperately want my son to push open the door and ravage his mother. I don't know how much longer I can hold on; my inner desire makes me want it to happen as soon as possible. I don't want to suffer like this anymore.

Today was a successful day, though not entirely satisfying…

For the next while, my son and I were completely in love. We went shopping together, took walks together, went on outings together. When we walked together, we always held each other's arms, very intimate. The most exciting times were when we were alone together, passionate kisses, unrestrained caresses, and intoxicated moans. My son was truly fiery; several times he tried to lift my clothes to take things further… If it weren't for my last bit of clarity, I probably would have already succumbed. But this often left me in a state of limbo, agonizingly uncomfortable.

My son has completely fallen for his lover. From his initial awkwardness and stiffness, he's gradually become more adept in bed. I really don't know if this is "inviting a wolf into the house"! Haha!

Fortunately, my son has already been admitted to university without taking the entrance exam, so his studies are quite relaxed, which reduces my worries. For him, it means more time and excuses to "bother" his mother.

I really enjoy this state, the feeling of being unable to resist, of wanting to refuse but also wanting to accept. At the same time, I know that if this continues, that crucial day will soon arrive.

Then came the May Day holiday, and my son and I decided to take a short trip. Arriving in an unfamiliar city, without any other worries, my son and I relaxed a lot. We walked aimlessly through the streets, holding each other tightly, occasionally sharing a passionate kiss without any restraint, occasionally embracing each other, ignoring everyone else, occasionally doing something forbidden, provoking the other to "retaliate" without any scruples... This is the advantage of being away from home; the unfamiliar environment has ignited the most primal impulses between my son and me.

After a few days, my son and I had become inseparable. I felt I couldn't live without him, and judging from his obvious infatuation, he seemed just as dependent on me.

However, I hadn't given up on this final rule of booking two rooms each night.

On the last night, after my son had once again brought me to a standstill in my room, I started to urge him to go back to his own room.

"Mom! Just let me sleep with you for one more night!" my son pleaded, his face full of distress.

"Sweetie, we agreed. We can't sleep together these next few days," I said gently but firmly. Actually, my heart had already softened.

"But, Mom! Look..." My son pulled my hand and touched his big penis, "It really hurts..." Oh! It's so thick and big! My son's big penis, which I've longed for and dreamed of for so long! I immediately went limp, feeling like I was about to give in.

"Son! Be good! Mom knows you're hurting. You know what? Mom is hurting too. Be good!

Go back to your room. Mom promises you, Mom will give it to you when the time is right!" I could only push my son out the door with the last bit of my sanity.

"You always say that, so how long is it going to take! I'm about to burst!" My son started to resist, pushing my hand away.

"Soon! Mom promises you, I'll do it as soon as possible. Okay? Son! Be good!" I pushed my son out the door without saying another word. If this continued, I really wouldn't be able to resist giving in to him... "Mom! You're so cruel!" My son's tearful complaint came from the doorway.

Hearing my son's words, I leaned against the door, feeling my heart bleed. This was torture for both of us. Perhaps it was time to overcome our reservations and take our relationship to the next level.

For the next few days, my son remained sullen, his eyes filled with sorrow.

I saw it, and it pained me deeply. I knew what he wanted, but I couldn't let go of my motherly pride, I couldn't overcome that mental hurdle. This torment was unbearable for both of us.

In this awkward and stifling atmosphere, my son and I seemed to grow distant. We only exchanged routine good mornings and good nights, with little other communication, not even the kisses we used to share, let alone any affectionate caresses… This wasn't the outcome I wanted. I knew what I longed for, but how could I free myself?

Depressed, I could only vent my emotions through my body. I resumed my nightly masturbation, but every time I fantasized about my masturbation partner, all I could see was my son's face. When I inserted my fingers into my wet vagina, all I could think about was my son's huge, thick, long, black penis, much bigger than his father's… I was doomed!

It was Saturday, a night that should have been joyful, but my son, as usual, went to his room after dinner. I helplessly watched his muscular back and sighed… Utterly bored, I went to my study and subconsciously opened the "etadult mature women forum"—I hadn't visited the forum for days because I was so preoccupied with my own desires. Once

inside, a prominent red headline on the homepage caught my attention: "Mother's Day is tomorrow. Let's put aside our worries and be 'sexually happy mothers'!" Seeing this blush-inducing headline, I suddenly realized that tomorrow was Mother's Day, and I eagerly clicked on it.

This pinned post is a proposal from a mother who encourages all mothers, like myself, struggling with the conflict between reason and desire, to seize the opportunity of Mother's Day (the day after tomorrow) to let go of all worries and have uninhibited sex with their sons or their ambiguous lovers. The mother revealed her plan: after dinner, she would ask her son for a massage, then seduce him into becoming her lover, thus fulfilling her desires.

This post was published at 11 AM this morning, and it's only 6:30 PM now, yet it has already received over 300 replies! Various responses are pouring in, such as "The poster is right, I want my son to fuck me hard," "Thank you for the encouragement, I want to reach the orgasm I've been suppressing for three years under my son," "The poster has touched my heart, I can't back down anymore, it's hurting both me and my son, I'm going to give myself to him tonight"... It made me blush!

So many replies have successfully made this post the pinned post on the forum. I never imagined there were so many mothers in the world in the same situation as me!

I was suddenly jolted awake. They could let go of their worries and pursue their happiness without restraint, so why couldn't I?

Thinking about my recent distress, my son's troubled expression, the awkward and somewhat distant situation between us, my sexy and alluring body that I could only please myself, and my son's thick, long, and large penis, I suddenly made up my mind—yes! To hell with all the morals and etiquette! It's time for my son and me to step into a new role. Yes! The day after tomorrow!

After making up my mind, I resolutely walked out of the study, went to my son's door, and knocked.

My son slowly opened the door, looking at me with a melancholy expression.

"Son!" I said to my son with a beaming smile, "Tomorrow is Mother's Day, do you have any gifts for me?" My son seemed not to have recovered from the cold war of the past few days, staring at me with wide eyes.

"Silly boy!" I playfully scolded. "If you give Mommy a gift she likes, Mommy will have a big reward!" With that, I pulled my son's head close, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips—I hadn't tasted them for days—and said seductively, "You'd better put in the effort! If you miss it, you'll never get

another chance!" Then, I deliberately exaggerated the movement, swaying my hips as I walked back to the master bedroom. I knew my son must have understood the meaning behind my words; he couldn't resist my proactive kiss and flirtatious gait, and his big dick was definitely hard! Thinking about it, I felt my vagina starting to wet. Oh dear! So blatantly seducing my own son, what a wanton mother. Ugh, I'll have to masturbate again tonight…

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