Mother's body—the lewd son

Chapter One: Lust

"One more two more..." To the rhythm of aerobic dance, I quickly rubbed my genitals.

"Ah...so good..."

Hiding in the corner of the kitchen, I rubbed my penis, enjoying the pleasure while fearing being discovered. I furtively peeked out, watching the body swaying to the rhythm in front of the television, the breasts vibrating with the music, as if about to burst out of a tight-fitting leotard. Her entire body's curves were fully revealed by the tight-fitting clothes, and her long hair tied in a ponytail exposed her pink neck. Even the pink neck, damp with sweat, filled me with immense excitement...

"Ah, Mom... I love you..." My hands kept rubbing my penis, my eyes gazing at my mother's beautiful curves. I closed my eyes, my mind filled with images of my mother's naked body.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Mom... I want to ejaculate all of it into you... Ah..." The hot semen that erupted in my mind sprayed onto my mother's naked body... But when I opened my eyes, I realized that the semen had actually sprayed all over the wall. I quickly grabbed some tissues and cleaned it up. But in my heart, I thought, one day, one day, I must ejaculate my hot stream onto my mother's body.

Although I thought this in my heart, I knew it was impossible because… Dad… I knew Dad was Mom’s most beloved person, and no one could take Mom away from Dad, not even me—Mom’s only biological child.

Dad ran a small foreign-owned company. Although the company wasn’t big, perhaps because Dad managed it well, it was doing quite well, and Dad didn’t let Mom and me suffer—we had money and leisure. Mom maintained her figure well and still had a perfect figure, but Mom would never have imagined that the body she maintained for Dad would become the object of her own son’s masturbation.

And I—the only son in the family—am not only doted on by my mother, but also by my father. I have complicated feelings for my father; he loves me dearly, so I love him very much too. I feel very sorry for him because of my inappropriate thoughts about my mother; but because he is my mother's most beloved person, I also feel disgusted by my father. Every dinner time, my parents' intimate actions make me nauseous and make me hate them even more.

My mother, however, doesn't understand me and has no idea that her body causes me so much discomfort. Whenever I see my mother, I can hardly control my emotions. My mother has such an alluring figure, but I can only glimpse her perfect body when she does aerobics.

Although my mother's alluring body is always covered by clothing, no matter what she wears, the moment I see her and close my eyes, I picture her naked body stripped of her clothes... It constantly makes my penis engorged and aroused... To catch a glimpse of my mother in a tight-fitting leotard, I skipped class. My mother didn't know I was home. After cleaning up, I went back to my room. Even though I had just masturbated, my mind was still on my mother's body.

"No... no matter how I try, it's impossible."

The music downstairs stopped. I checked the time; it was time for class to end. I went downstairs... My mother was taking a bath, just as I expected. But to my surprise, the tight-fitting leotard she had just put on was on the back of a chair outside the bathroom. Usually, it wouldn't be like that.

"Oh... God!" I carefully picked it up. Mom's fragrant sweat had soaked into the fabric, and the damp touch excited me. The smell—a slightly sour, sweaty scent—was fresh from Mom's body... I sniffed it; the smell made me dizzy.

"Ah..." I carefully stroked the bodysuit, as excitedly as if I were stroking Mom herself.

Finally, I touched that small piece—a small piece of fabric pressed tightly against her private parts. Although it wasn't directly against Mom's private parts, it was still through her panties... No! It's possible Mom wasn't wearing panties, then this small piece of fabric was pressed against her private parts...

"Ah... Oh..." Just thinking about it made my whole body feel hot and sweaty.

I pulled out my already burning hot penis, pressed it against my mother's private parts, and enveloped it, rubbing it back and forth... I felt a little fluid flowing from the tip of the glans; I knew I was about to ejaculate again.

But... suddenly the water stopped. My mother could come out at any moment, so I reluctantly put it back and hid in the kitchen.

Sure enough, a moment later, my mother came out of the bathroom... I had never seen such a sight before—a pink bra and panties on my mother's body, which, combined with her fair and rosy skin, made her look even more beautiful. I had never seen my mother's body so naked. I peeked, my hands rubbing my swollen penis; I was almost at my limit… At that moment, Mom picked up the tight-fitting garment and touched the spot where I had just leaked a little fluid. I saw her rub the slightly sticky secretion between her thumb and forefinger, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a puzzled look… Oh my god! Mom touched it! Although it wasn't real semen, she touched it.

Mom quickly went upstairs, and I followed, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to peek at Mom's naked body… But the opportunity vanished just like that. Mom closed the bedroom door, and I had no chance at all. I returned to my room, rubbing my burning erection: "Ah...Mom..."

"Oh...oh...ah...I love you...I'm going to cum..."

"Uh..."

In less than two hours, I ejaculated twice for her—my beloved mother.

These past few days, I don't know how many times I've ejaculated for my mother, all for that day when I glimpsed her half-naked body.

Another day began, and I started to feel bored with life.

"Mom, I want you..." I cried out in my heart. Looking at my erect penis, I closed my eyes, and everything in my mind was my mother—her body, her beautiful face, her fair and rosy skin, and her alluring red lips... Unconsciously, I started rubbing it again, ah...it feels so good!

For the past few days, every morning has started like this. Even without ejaculating, I always have to fantasize about my mother's body to begin my day. On

an unusual morning, my mother got up early to make breakfast, wearing light pajamas. My mother's figure appeared in the kitchen. My mother's back in the kitchen was so beautiful, with perfect curves... Even though the knee-length onesie didn't give me any chance to see my mother's body, the curves were still clearly visible through the clothes, and the only exposed skin on her body—her calves and ankles—was enough to excite me so much that I could feel my blood boiling.

"Mom... good morning!"

"Good morning..."

"Why are you up so early to make breakfast today?"

"Nothing, just want to give you some extra nutrition! What, is that strange?"

"It is strange..."

Dad also came downstairs: "Good morning... good son. How is it? Delicious, right? Your mom's breakfast is the best."

"Heh... heh..."

I can't stand it, she's so good at this! She's clearly making breakfast for Dad, but she says it's for me, so I can eat better. It's always like this. I usually can't get up in the morning, but as soon as Dad says he wants her to make breakfast, I get up early. It's so annoying, why is Mom so good to Dad?!

"I'm going to school." Unable to stand their affectionate gestures, I walked out of the house unhappily.

Even though I was on my way to school, my mind was full of thoughts about Mom. I love my mom so much, but she doesn't understand. It's awful! Why…why doesn't Mom love me?

My hatred for Dad keeps deepening, but undeniably, everything I'm thinking about is impossible. I envy Dad so much; he can freely touch Mom's body, he can have his tongue intertwined with hers, he can see her beautiful body… Sitting in the classroom, I can't concentrate on the lesson at all. Last class, the students were all talking about the young female teacher who just came to our school.

"Hmph! Young female teachers, how can they compare to my mother?!" I cursed everyone's childishness in my heart, but in my mind... everything about my mother began to surface again: My mother touched my secretions, maybe she could have tasted it?

It's possible that after touching it, she forgot to wash it and used her hands to eat the food... Yes! Mom might have already tasted me, ah... or... Mom knows what it is, Mom passionately puts her fingers into her pink lips, carefully licking them again and again; or Mom wants more of my penis's flavor, licking the small piece of fabric that just rubbed against my penis with her tongue... It must be like that.

Mom must also want to taste me, the taste of her own son, and only my taste does she like! Ah…Mom…Ah…

“Hey…Hey! The teacher is calling you.”

I snapped out of my reverie. The teacher had just called on me: “Please, pay attention in class, stop daydreaming.”

How embarrassing! I had to be called on by the teacher. I had no choice but to leave my beautiful daydream and pretend to be a student paying attention. But how could my lustful desires be extinguished so easily? Pretending to be serious, my heart was still filled with thoughts of Mom…Mom…everything about Mom.

Really, I feel so bad…My penis is persistently erect, making me uncomfortable, and then…I never imagined she could be so charming, so alluring, so feminine. Looking at the teacher on the stage, she…is about the same age as my mother. Although she was dressed in a conservative suit, had a conservative hairstyle, and wore glasses, a closer look revealed that she maintained her figure well. As she turned to copy the blackboard, the curves of her hips, which clung to her tight skirt, were fully exposed. With every gesture, her alluring breasts swayed slowly... Oh... my mother's figure overlapped with hers. I could even find my mother's shadow in the teacher. Watching the swaying figure on the stage, I savored it all. A white shirt, a coffee-colored jacket, and a fitted skirt—an unassuming outfit that exuded boundless beauty. Her beautiful legs in stockings, paired with the most feminine high heels, and the occasional flick of her tongue against her moist lips during the lecture… She had no idea that her seemingly conservative attire only amplified her endless femininity.

Oh… it's unbearable, I so want to rub my penis in front of her… Ah… really, I really need to take care of this.

Luckily, class ended, and I rushed out of the classroom, intending to head straight to the restroom, but seeing the teacher's swaying back, I followed her.

What a beautiful posture! Just the way her hips swayed as she walked was already unbearable.

God! Before she entered the office, I rushed forward, trying to touch her body, but I failed. I only managed to smell her intoxicating fragrance at close range.

I ran into the bathroom, knowing I couldn't hold back any longer. My hand rapidly stroked my penis, my mind racing with images of my teacher and mother…

“Ah…faster…oh…ha…ah…I’m going to cum…Teacher…I’m going to cum all of it…ah ah…” My trembling body leaned against the door, a strange pleasure washing over me.

But a sense of guilt towards my mother welled up inside me—it was the first time I had ejaculated on someone other than her.

Chapter One: Lust

“One more two more…” To the rhythm of aerobics, I rubbed my penis rapidly.

"Ah...so good..."

Hiding in the corner of the kitchen, I rubbed my penis, enjoying the pleasure while being afraid of being discovered. I peeked out furtively, watching the body swaying to the rhythm in front of the TV. Her breasts vibrated with the music, as if they were about to burst out of her tight-fitting leotard. The curves of her entire body were revealed through the tight-fitting clothes, and her long hair tied in a ponytail exposed her pink neck. Even the pink neck, damp with sweat, made me feel incredibly excited...

"Ah, Mom...I love you..." My hand continued to rub my penis, my eyes gazing at my mother's beautiful curves. I closed my eyes, my mind filled with my mother's naked body.

"Ah...no...Mom...I want to ejaculate all of it into you...ah..." The hot semen that erupted in my mind sprayed all over my mother's naked body...but when I opened my eyes, I realized that the semen had actually sprayed all over the wall. I quickly grabbed some tissues and cleaned it up. In my heart, I thought that one day, one day, I would definitely ejaculate my hot stream onto my mother.

Although I thought this in my heart, I knew that it was impossible, because...Dad...I know that Dad is the person Mom loves most, and no one can take Mom away from Dad, not even me—Mom's only biological child.

Dad runs a small foreign-owned company. Although the company is not big, perhaps because Dad manages it well, the business is doing quite well. Dad has not let Mom and me suffer—we have money and leisure. My mother maintains a perfect figure, but she could never have imagined that the body she's nurtured for my father would become the object of his own masturbation.

As for me—the only son in the family—not only does my mother love me dearly, but my father also dotes on me. I have complicated feelings for my father; he loves me very much, so I love him very much too. I feel very sorry for him because of my inappropriate thoughts about my mother; but because he is my mother's most beloved person, I also feel disgusted by my father. Every dinner time, my parents' intimate actions make me nauseous and make me hate him even more.

My mother, however, doesn't understand me; she has no idea that her body causes me so much discomfort. Whenever I see my mother, I can hardly control my emotions. My mother has such an alluring figure, but I can only glimpse her perfect body when she's doing aerobics.

Although her alluring body is always covered by clothes, no matter what she wears, as soon as I see her and close my eyes, I picture her naked body with her clothes off... It constantly makes my penis engorged and aroused... To see my mother in her tight-fitting leotard, I skipped class and came home. My mother didn't know I was home. After cleaning up, I went back to my room. Even though I had just masturbated, I was still thinking about my mother's body.

"No... No matter how I think about it, it's impossible to succeed."

The music downstairs stopped. I checked the time; it was time for class to end. I went downstairs... Mom was taking a bath, just as I expected, but to my surprise, the bodysuit she had just put on was on the back of a chair outside the bathroom. It usually wasn't like that.

"Oh... God!" I carefully picked it up. Mom's fragrant sweat had soaked into the fabric, and the damp touch excited me. The smell—a slightly sour sweat smell—was fresh from Mom's body... I sniffed it; the smell made me feel dizzy.

"Ah..." I carefully stroked the bodysuit, as excitedly as if I were stroking Mom herself.

Finally, I touched that small piece—a small piece of cloth pressed tightly against her private parts. Although it wasn't directly against her private parts, it was still through her panties… No! It's possible that Mom wasn't wearing panties, in which case this small piece of cloth was pressed against her private parts…

“Ah… Oh…” Just thinking about it made my whole body hot and wet.

I took out my already burning hot penis and used the part pressed against Mom's private parts to wrap around it, rubbing it back and forth… I felt a little liquid flowing out from the tip of the glans, and I knew I was about to ejaculate again.

But… suddenly the sound of water stopped. Mom could come out at any moment, so I reluctantly put it back and hid in the kitchen.

Yes, a moment later, Mom came out of the bathroom… I had never seen such a sight before—a pink bra and panties on Mom, which, combined with her fair and rosy skin, made her look even more beautiful. I had never seen Mom's body so naked. I peeked, while my hands rubbed my swollen penis; I was almost unable to hold back… At this action, Mom picked up the tight-fitting bra and touched the spot where I had just leaked a little fluid. I saw her rub the slightly sticky secretion with her thumb and forefinger, scanning her surroundings with a puzzled look… Oh my god! Mom touched it. Although it wasn't real semen, she touched it.

Mom hurried upstairs, and I followed, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to peek at her naked body a little longer… But the opportunity vanished just like that. Mom closed the bedroom door, and I had no chance at all. I went back to my room, rubbing my burning-hot penis: “Ah… Mom…”

“Oh… Oh… Ah… I love you… I’m going to cum…”

"Uh..."

In less than two hours, I ejaculated twice for her—my beloved mother.

These past few days, I don't know how many times I've ejaculated for her, all for that one day when I glimpsed her half-naked body.

Another day begins, and I'm starting to feel bored with life.

"Mom, I want you..." I cry out in my heart. Looking at my erect penis, I close my eyes, and everything in my mind is my mother—her body, her beautiful face, her fair and rosy skin, and her alluring red lips... Unconsciously, I start rubbing it again. Ah...it feels so good!

For the past few days, almost every morning has started like this. Even if I don't ejaculate, I always have to fantasize about my mother's body to start the day.

On an unusual morning, Mom got up early to make breakfast, dressed in light pajamas. Her figure appeared in the kitchen. Mom's back in the kitchen was so beautiful, with perfect curves... Even though the knee-length onesie didn't give me any chance to see Mom's body, the curves were still clearly visible through the clothes, and the only exposed skin on her body—her calves and ankles—was enough to make me feel my blood boiling.

"Mom... good morning!"

"Good morning..."

"Why are you up so early to make breakfast today?"

"Nothing, just want to give you some extra nutrition! What, is that strange?"

"It is strange..."

Dad also came downstairs: "Good morning... good son. How is it? Delicious, right? Your mom's breakfast is the best."

"Heh... heh..."

I can't stand it, she's so good at this! She's clearly making breakfast for Dad, but she says it's for me, so I can eat better. It's always like this. I usually can't get up in the morning, but as soon as Dad says he wants her to make breakfast, I get up early. It's so annoying, why is Mom so good to Dad?!

"I'm going to school." Unable to stand their affectionate gestures, I walked out of the house unhappily.

Even though I was on my way to school, my mind was full of thoughts about Mom. I love my mom so much, but she doesn't understand. It's awful! Why…why doesn't Mom love me?

My hatred for Dad keeps deepening, but undeniably, everything I'm thinking about is impossible. I envy Dad so much; he can freely touch Mom's body, he can have his tongue intertwined with hers, he can see her beautiful body… Sitting in the classroom, I can't concentrate on the lesson at all. Last class, the students were all talking about the young female teacher who just came to our school.

"Hmph! Young female teachers, how can they compare to my mother?!" I cursed everyone's naivety inwardly, but then... everything about my mother started to surface in my mind: Mom touched my secretions, maybe she could have tasted it? Maybe

after touching it, she forgot to wash it off and used her hand to eat food... Yes! Mom might have already tasted my flavor, ah... or... Mom knew what it was, Mom passionately put her finger into her pink lips, carefully licking her finger again and again; or maybe Mom wanted more of my penis's flavor, licking the small piece of fabric that had just rubbed against my penis with her tongue... It must be like that.

Mom must also want to taste my flavor, the flavor of her own son, and only my flavor does she like! Ah…Mom…Ah…

“Hey…Hey! The teacher is calling you.”

I snapped out of my reverie. The teacher had just called on me: “Please, pay attention in class, stop daydreaming.”

How embarrassing! I had to be called on by the teacher. I had no choice but to leave my beautiful daydream and pretend to be a student paying attention. But how could my lustful desires be extinguished so easily? Pretending to be serious, my heart was still filled with thoughts of Mom…Mom…everything about Mom.

Really, I feel so bad…My penis is persistently erect, making me uncomfortable, and then…I never imagined she could be so charming, so alluring, so feminine. Looking at the teacher on the stage, she…is about the same age as my mother. Although she was dressed in a conservative suit, had a conservative hairstyle, and wore glasses, a closer look revealed that she maintained her figure well. As she turned to copy the blackboard, the curves of her hips, which clung to her tight skirt, were fully exposed. With every gesture, her alluring breasts swayed slowly... Oh... my mother's figure overlapped with hers. I could even find my mother's shadow in the teacher. Watching the swaying figure on the stage, I savored it all. A white shirt, a coffee-colored jacket, and a fitted skirt—an unassuming outfit that exuded boundless beauty. Her beautiful legs in stockings, paired with the most feminine high heels, and the occasional flick of her tongue against her moist lips during the lecture… She had no idea that her seemingly conservative attire only amplified her endless femininity.

Oh… it's unbearable, I so want to rub my penis in front of her… Ah… really, I really need to take care of this.

Luckily, class ended, and I rushed out of the classroom, intending to head straight to the restroom, but seeing the teacher's swaying back, I followed her.

What a beautiful posture! Just the way her hips swayed as she walked was already unbearable.

God! Before she entered the office, I rushed forward, trying to touch her body, but I failed. I only managed to smell her intoxicating fragrance at close range.

I ran into the bathroom, knowing I couldn't hold back any longer. My hand rapidly masturbated, my mind racing with images of my teacher and mother...

"Ah...faster...oh...ah...I'm going to cum...teacher...I'm going to cum all over...ah ah..." My trembling body leaned against the door, a strange pleasure washing over me.

But a sense of guilt welled up inside me—it was the first time I'd ejaculated on someone other than my mother.

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