Mom who loves wearing flesh-colored stockings

My mother is currently a middle manager in a private company. She hasn't married or had a boyfriend because of me. She's only about 161cm
tall , a little plump but not fat, with wavy hair, always wearing business attire, stockings,
and high heels—she always looks sexy and alluring.

When I was in middle school, I learned to masturbate after watching porn for the first time. At first, I only watched normal porn, but
later I accidentally watched an incestuous AV. In the film, a long-single mother discovers her son masturbating with her underwear and
becomes addicted, so she actively seduces him into having sex with her. The last scene is the mother, wearing stockings, having sex on the sofa at home
. It shocked me a lot and I found it very exciting because this mother and son were very similar to me.
So, when I went to porn sites, I stopped reading other novels and only read mother-son stories. I

even fantasized about my mother every day. My mother was always tired when she came home, and she would usually take a shower after taking off her clothes.
Whenever I felt aroused, I would take advantage of her showering and secretly use her stockings to masturbate. Her stockings
smelled especially good in the summer, a mix of sweat and leather, always wet, and I would ejaculate very quickly each time. Later I
found out that my mother had known all along, but just hadn't said anything.

During the summer after my middle school entrance exam, I don't know how many pairs of my mother's stockings I'd sniffed and ejaculated on. Every time I thought about my mother
wearing those stockings I'd ejaculated on to work, I felt incredibly happy. At the time,
I didn't have any other thoughts; it was just secret masturbation. When high school became even more demanding, I didn't have the energy for that anymore. I hardly did
it . Through my hard work, I got into a top university in the provincial capital. My mother was incredibly happy,
and so was I. When the results came out, I hugged my mother and realized that she had aged considerably in those three years; her wrinkles
were more noticeable. After all, she was over 40, but she still had a sophisticated and mature woman's charm. The summer after my college entrance exam,
because I was so relaxed, I started paying more attention to my mother again. She was still the same—working, coming home, cooking, and
rarely going out socially.

For the first week after my grades came out, I read incestuous novels every day, finishing several years' worth.
To the I could think about was having sex with my mother, having her wear stockings and making love to me, sucking her beautiful feet while I was doing it.

I started planning how to have sex with my mother. First of all, rape was definitely out of the question,
as would be disrespectful to her. After thinking about it for an afternoon, I decided that a gradual approach would be better.

First, I should help my mother with housework and praise her more to get closer to her. Then, I should
masturbate while holding her stockings or shorts, pretending to accidentally let her see. Finally, I could find a way to let her see incestuous
novels or adult videos. With the plan set, I began to act. That evening, Mom came home, and I went out to greet her. Seeing
her flesh-colored stockings and high heels almost made me hard. I said, "Mom's home! You must be tired today. I'll help
you with the housework tonight." "What's wrong? Why are you being so considerate today?" "Nothing, I just felt like I should help you
with something , otherwise you'll be going to college soon." "Haha, it's good to have that thought, but I'll do it myself."

"..." Then Mom changed her clothes and went to take a shower. I went to the washing machine and watched Mom take off her
flesh-colored stockings with yellowed toes. I couldn't resist anymore. I took them out, smelled them, and even ate them while masturbating.
After ejaculating, I made up my mind that during summer vacation, I would make sure Mom came home from work wearing stockings and had sex with me.

After Mom came out of the shower, she was wearing pajamas and slippers. Her feet, painted with bright red nail polish, looked
particularly sexy. I stared at her beautiful feet. "Why are you staring at my feet? Go do your thing."

"I've noticed that Mom is getting more and more beautiful. I didn't really notice before." "Oh, you've
become so sweet since you got into university. Is there something you want to say?" When Mom said that, I suddenly felt that maybe
traveling with Mom would be a better way to strengthen our relationship. Since we'd definitely book a hotel room, we could spend every day together.
So I thought for a moment and said, "Yes, Mom, I want to go on a trip. Will you come with me?"

"Oh, okay. You should think about where to go first. I also think I should take you out for a walk. I'm
quite bored at work every day, and I haven't taken a single day of my annual leave." "You agreed so quickly! That's great! I'll tell you tomorrow." I
pretended to be happy and went over to kiss Mom hard, while blowing air into her ear. Mom
visibly , probably because she hadn't been with a man for over ten years. "You're such a grown man, and you're still so indecent! You've kissed my face so hard
it hurts!"

Mom blushed and went to cook. Seeing this, I ran in to help. In the kitchen, I casually
helped Mom chop vegetables, but my main focus was on Mom's breasts and legs. After a while, I got hard, so I took the opportunity to rub my
penis against Mom's butt. After a few times, Mom noticed and was a little angry but didn't want to say anything. So she scolded, "
What are you doing, making a scene? Get out of here, I don't need your help anymore." Seeing this, I quickly smiled and left.

During dinner, I tried to probe my mother, asking, "Mom, I'm already in college, why
don't have a boyfriend yet? Or are you dating someone behind my back?" "What are you talking about? I'm so old, who would want me? I'll
only be able to rely on you to support me in the future."

"Who said that? Mom is so beautiful, with such a great figure, I think she's even prettier than girls my age!
Nobody wants you, but I do! I'll support you, haha!" "Hurry up and eat. I don't need you to support me, just work hard.
I'm fine on my own."

"Okay, Mom, I'll be good to you," I said earnestly. I saw my mother's eyes were red, so I quickly said,
"Eat, eat." After dinner, my mom and I sat on the sofa watching TV.
When we saw someone relaxing by soaking their feet in the show, I decided to tease my mom. I said, "Mom, you must be very tired today. How about
I give you a foot massage?" "Yes, I am. Wearing such high heels every day, of course my feet hurt! You're so kind of you
today!"

"Of course, I'm happy to serve Mom's beautiful feet." After saying that, I patted my thigh, indicating that Mom should put her legs
on my thigh so I could massage them. "Don't always joke with Mom. I don't have beautiful feet." She said, putting her legs on my thigh as well.

Looking at my mother's beautiful feet with their red nail polish, I was so excited I almost couldn't speak. "Really, Mom, I'm not
kidding, I'd even kiss your beautiful feet!" "Don't say that, if you're
so brave, then kiss them if you don't mind the mess." I really wanted to, but I still said, "I was just kidding, don't take it seriously, Mom." "I knew it, hurry up and
massage them for me."

So I obediently massaged my mother's beautiful feet. As I massaged, it probably felt too good, and my mother actually fell asleep
. I started to get restless, my hands caressing every inch of my mother's skin. After a while, I got
an erection, but I didn't dare move. Seeing that my mother didn't react, I originally wanted to take her feet and give her a footjob...
Thinking it might be too dangerous, I decided against it and just kept it between my legs. After a few minutes, it softened, and I was still touching my mother
's feet. This time, I lifted her left foot to my face. Her feet had a slight smell, but I liked it.

I couldn't resist kissing her toes and the soles of her feet. Suddenly, my mother opened her eyes. "What are you doing?
You actually kissed them!" I was momentarily at a loss. I hadn't expected my mother to be awake, so I could only say, "I just thought your
feet were so beautiful that I couldn't help but kiss them." At that moment, I felt uneasy. Had my mother noticed that I had gotten an erection?
"Do you think my nail polish looks good?" I hadn't expected my mother to ask me such a question. "It looks good, but
I think purple and green suit you better, more mature!" "I think so too. I'm going to sleep now. You should go to sleep early too."
After saying that, she got up and went to her room.

"I'm going to sleep too." I went back to my room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I felt today was too exciting, so
I got up fantasized about my mother's stockinged feet while masturbating. I imagined my mother calling me "son" while actively putting her stockinged feet
on my face and in my mouth, and then I was having sex with her... The next day, I went to the mall and used my savings to
buy my mother two bottles of the most expensive purple and green nail polish, as well as a pair of pink peep-toe high heels that I thought looked good.
When my mother came home from work that evening, I said to her, "I've decided, let's go to the beach in Qingdao. Hainan might be
too hot for me." "Whatever you say, I'll take tomorrow off and we'll prepare to go the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, Mom, here's what I bought you." After saying that, she took out the nail polish. My mother said, "Son, you're so thoughtful.
Thank you

I'll paint it tomorrow and wear the shoes you bought me on my trip!" "Why don't you paint it now, Mom? I want to see." "You're so demanding. Wait until after you take a shower." While my mother was taking a shower,
I fantasized about her lifting her feet to paint her nail polish, and I got incredibly excited. After my mom finished showering, I pulled
her down to sit and had her apply purple nail polish. She wanted to eat first and then wash off the red nail polish from her toenails.
Watching her carefully apply the purple polish stroke by stroke, my heart raced, and I almost forced myself on her, but that was just
a thought.

After she finished, I had her put on stockings and the shoes I'd bought her, along with her own cheongsam.
I laughed and said, "Mom, you look so beautiful! I'd even marry you, haha!" "What are you talking about, son?
Mom's so old!" "Not old at all! Stockings, high heels, cheongsam—I almost couldn't resist!"

"Nonsense, go change and cook." That evening, while watching TV, I did the same thing again, massaging my mom's feet.
Afterward I kissed her and smelled them. My mom seemed used to it and didn't say anything, just jokingly said, "You're so dirty."
Before bed, Mom went to brush her teeth, and I followed. While brushing, I pressed my penis against
her Mom must have felt it, because she turned around, a little embarrassed and angry, and said, "What are you doing? Don't stick so close to me.
Go back to bed."

But this time I didn't listen to her and continued brushing my teeth next to her. I was wearing shorts, so Mom could probably feel my
penis. Seeing that I didn't react, Mom quickly finished brushing and went to bed. Feeling awkward, I went back to my room.

"Have you packed your things? Let's go, son," Mom said to me, wearing sunglasses, a shirt, a short skirt, and
the high heels for her. "Alright, let's go, beautiful." We arrived at the airport at 11 am and queued to board the plane.

A few hours later, at 4 pm, we arrived in Qingdao. Since I had never traveled far before, I didn't know about online
hotel bookings. When we took a taxi to the hotel closest to the beach, there were no double rooms available. My mother suggested we book
two rooms, but I immediately stopped her, saying, "Why two rooms, Mom? It's so expensive. Let's just have one
. What's wrong with a mother and son sleeping in the same bed?" "You're so old and you still sleep with me? Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

"No, just one room. Two blankets will do." My mother couldn't argue with me, and there were people queuing behind us, so she
had no choice but to book one room. When we got to the room, I was secretly delighted. Tonight, I had a chance.

After putting down our luggage, I went out to eat and shop with my mother. My mother, wearing stockings, held my hand, and I felt so
happy . As we walked, I started to daydream absentmindedly.

It was past 9 pm when we got back to the hotel after dinner. The elevator was packed. We were on the 32nd floor, the second to last floor. Because
I was having a fantasy the whole time, my mom was squeezed in front of me in the elevator. I was stiff the whole time,
so I just took the opportunity to press myself against my mom and grab her arms with both hands to see how she would react. After
a few floors, my mom probably realized what was happening. She turned around and looked angry, but she didn't say anything. So she stepped on me. I endured the pain and
let go. When we got to the 20s, there was almost no one there.

I continued to cling to my mom, and this time she walked straight to the elevator. I felt I might have gone too far,
so I stopped. After we got out of the elevator, my mom ignored me completely. She wouldn't respond when I tried to talk to her. Back in the room,
she got angry, "What are you doing? Can't you learn something nice? Stop making fun of your mom all the time. Next time I'll just hit
you!"

"Don't be angry, they bumped into me, it wasn't intentional," I lied desperately. In the end, my mom had no choice but to go to
the bathroom to change and take a shower. I forgot to mention, my mom not only brought clothes and cosmetics but also her own sheets,
slippers, and other personal items, so when we slept that night, it felt like I was sleeping in my mom's bed at home. After
my mom finished showering, I went to shower with her. I saw my mom's stockings on the sink and couldn't resist picking them up and smelling them
.

After showering, Mom was a little tired and fell asleep quickly, but I was very excited. At first, I was
quite , but then I started snuggling close to her. Soon I got an erection and unconsciously
rubbed it against her buttocks. Later, I felt unsatisfied and was afraid Mom would wake up, but I wanted her to know what I really wanted to do.
So I got up and watched an incestuous AV on my laptop, playing some sound, but not loudly.

Watching the mature woman in stockings being fucked by her son in the AV, I was incredibly excited. I looked at Mom in the mirror,
unable to resist , so I went to the bathroom and took out Mom's stockings. I masturbated while watching the AV. Mom seemed to hear
something and said, "What are you doing? Why aren't you asleep?" I didn't say anything, and neither did she. Out of
the corner saw Mom getting up and looking at me in the mirror, so I excitedly ejaculated forcefully,
my semen staining Mom's stockings.

When I turned around, Mom was pretending to be asleep again. After I finished tidying up, I deliberately left the computer on with
the lights on, changing the titles of the novels and AVs to phrases like "Falling in Love with My Stocking-Clad Mom," "Mom's Beautiful Feet," and "Incest Between Mother and Son"
and putting them on the desktop. I just wanted my mom to see them.

After ejaculating, I obediently went to sleep, but secretly turned on the video recording on my phone, hidden in front of the mirror on the computer desk
. The next day at 7 a.m., I woke up, but my mom wasn't there, which was unusual for her. I guessed what was going on.
I quickly went to the bathroom and checked my phone; all I could hear was my snoring.

About an hour into the recording, around 11 PM, I saw my mother get up and sit in front of the computer,
browsing AVs and novels. She seemed restless, probably wanting to do it, but not masturbating. I
admired her self-control. I scrolled through the recording and found that from 53 minutes to 2:17 PM
, she had been reading novels on the computer.

I turned off the recording and checked her recent browsing history. It turned out she was reading "Falling in Love with Stocking-Clad Mom," a story about
a mother and son just like ours. She was probably engrossed in it and didn't go to sleep until it was finished. Knowing what she
did last night, I was still hard, but I immediately went to take a shower and then called her to get up for breakfast so we could
go to the beach early, because it would get hot later and I didn't want my stocking-clad mom to get a tan. Mom got up, her eyes
darting around . Since I'd finished what I was doing, I kept glancing at her. I saw her
staring blankly at the stockings I'd used yesterday in the bathroom. I deliberately asked, "What's wrong, beautiful?"

"Do Mom's stockings smell good?" Mom suddenly asked with a smile. I was caught off guard. "They smell great! I want to smell them
every day !" "Go out, I need to change." Mom came out, wearing a cheongsam and a pair of
thin, coffee-colored stockings. Red shoes revealed her beautiful coffee-colored feet. "Mom, you're so beautiful!" "Let's go to the beach."
The beach wasn't too crowded because it was still early. Mom changed into her swimsuit, taking off the stockings on the beach. "
Hold these for Mom," I said. "I'd even let my son eat them!" "Don't be silly."

We took many photos, some of which were taken by others. Everyone complimented my mom on how young she looked, like we
were siblings . But I whispered in her ear, "I think we look like a couple, Mom." "Nonsense."

We played at the beach for a few hours, but the sun got too strong, so we left. Mom suggested we go back to the hotel because it was too hot, and
I said, "Okay, I haven't had a good rest yet." So Mom changed back into her cheongsam and stockings. In the back seat of the taxi, I
leaned close to her ear and asked, "Mom, are you tired today?" "Yes, I am. Give me a massage when we get back," she replied. I whispered, "Can you
wear stockings while you massage me? Please." Mom didn't say anything, just glanced at me and smiled.

Back in the room, Mom didn't change her clothes; she just took off her shoes, ready to take a nap. Seeing my chance, I said, "
Mom , let me serve you." "Come on, massage Mom's feet." I moved a stool to the foot of the bed, touching Mom's stockinged feet.
Neither of us spoke. After a while, Mom said she was sleepy and told me to rest too.

I didn't want to leave Mom's beautiful feet like that, so I said, "You sleep, I'll massage them." Mom fell asleep
and started snoring softly. I grew bolder and began to put Mom's feet on my face, inhaling the scent of a mature woman's
feet. I got an erection. I started kissing my mother's stockinged feet without restraint.

I really wanted to suck on her toes, but I was afraid of waking her and embarrassing myself. I even
took many close-up photos of her stockinged feet.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I got into bed and whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, your feet are so
sexy . I really want to suck on your toes every day while we make love at home." Then I closed my eyes, but I wasn't actually asleep.
After about ten minutes, my mother woke up. She thought I was asleep. I heard her sigh and say, "What
should I do?"

I pretended to be asleep, but I was excited inside because my mother knew what I had just done. She didn't scold
or hit me, which meant that my wish would soon come true. Then my mother got up and went back to the computer. I knew
she was reading novels or watching porn, so I kept pretending to sleep.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother watching porn again, but without sound. This time, my mother kept touching her
genitals. I guessed she was masturbating. I knew my chance had come, but this time I didn't get up and force myself
on her because I wanted something more exciting.

I half-opened my eyes. On the AV screen, my mother was sitting on top of me, thrusting her body. She was wearing
flesh-colored stockings. Although there was no sound, I could tell she was very passionate.

At the same time, my mother was also vigorously stroking her genitals, her movements quickening. She was probably close to orgasm. After
a few minutes, my mother slumped on the table, glanced back at me, and went to take a shower. Soon after, my mother came out
dressed called me to get up for lunch. I pretended to have just woken up and sat up. I saw that my mother had changed her clothes. She was wearing a floral
dress with thin flesh-colored stockings and slippers. She looked very alluring. I stared at my mother for a long time. My mother said,
"Stop looking. It's past 1 o'clock. Get up and eat. We're going out to play."

"Mom is so beautiful!" I jumped up and deliberately kissed my mother on the lips. My mother was a little surprised, but she
smiled and said, "Don't mess around. I'm your mother!"

"What's wrong with Mom? Can't Mom let her son kiss her?" After saying that, I put on my clothes and went to
eat with my mother. There was an unexpected incident during dinner. Because my mind was filled with thoughts of my mother, I deliberately dropped my chopsticks and
crawled under the table to peek at her. She was wearing lace underwear! At that moment, I wanted to grab her legs and give her
oral sex . My mother, seeing I hadn't come up yet, looked down and asked, "What are you looking at? Why have you been taking so long?"

"Nothing," I said shyly.

After dinner, we went to the pier. It was too hot for sightseeing. My mother stood on the pier and asked me to take pictures.
I had her pose in a few ways I liked, and then asked someone to take photos of us. This time, I stood directly
behind her, pressing my crotch against her, since no one outside recognized us.

My mother seemed a little uncomfortable and tried to pull away. I whispered in her ear, "Take a picture, Mom."
Her breathing seemed a little heavy. I put my right hand on her buttocks and wrapped my left arm around her.

I said to the young woman, "Take the picture, beautiful." After the photo was taken, the woman gave me the camera. I
looked at the two photos and smiled happily. My mother seemed a little awkward, but I smiled with satisfaction! We
wandered around a bit more, had a drink at a cafe in the scenic area, and sat there until after 5 pm. After dinner, we went back to
the hotel . I had a feeling something was going to happen tonight!

We got back to the hotel at 8 pm, with a few hours before bedtime, so I decided to do something. I asked my mom
to sit down, took off her shoes, and kissed the soles of her stockinged feet. I said, "Mom, let me
massage your feet, don't take off your stockings."

"Go ahead, I'll watch TV," she said. I carefully touched her stockinged feet, rubbing the soles.
She seemed to react, blushing. I said, "Mom, your feet are the most beautiful feet in the world.
Although they look thin, the soles are so fleshy, and your toes are so sexy." "Stop being so cheeky, don't bother me while I'm watching TV."
"TV?" "Okay," I said gently, my fingers tracing the fabric of her toes encased in stockings. Actually, Mom's feet
did have a slight odor, and the soles were a little damp, after walking for quite a while. But to me, the smell was pleasant
. How could I dislike her beautiful feet in stockings with purple nail polish?

After about half an hour, I said, "I'm tired, Mom. I want to watch the computer. You watch TV." "Oh,
go ahead," Mom seemed to think I might watch porn, her expression a little strange. I turned on the computer, looked at some music
videos , and finally clicked on "The Humiliating Mother at Home," which I had saved to my E drive. After reading for a long time, my underwear was already
bulging. Mom seemed to notice and said, "What are you doing? It's so quiet." "Nothing, just reading
a novel ."

"What novel?" "I'm afraid you'll scold me, so I won't say." "Tell me." Mom knew I was reading incest,
but she deliberately made me tell her. So I said, "I'll move it to the bed to read, you can read it too." After saying that,
I moved it directly to the bed and took the initiative to hug Mom while reading, whispering in her ear, "Look, it's good, a family story." When she saw
the scene of the son raping his mother, Mom said, "What the hell is this? I'm not reading anymore."

"I said, let's look at it again. It's just a normal story, something that happens in many families. It's just something other people
share." Mom didn't say anything and continued reading. My hand kept touching Mom's ear, and I
kept blowing into her ear. I took the opportunity to kiss Mom's ear and then gently licked and kissed it. Mom seemed
to be aroused ; she closed her eyes and her face was red. I thought I was going with the flow, but when I touched Mom's breasts,
Mom got angry. "What are you doing? No! How could I let you see this kind of thing? Go away, go away!"

I didn't expect this, and suddenly I lost interest. I had to give up. I got off the bed and went back to my original position.
After reading it alone, I was very hard, fantasizing that it would be quite exciting to rape Mom once. If it happened
many times, she would get used to it. For the next few days, I wasn't really in the mood for sightseeing. At night, all I did was
smell my mother's beautiful feet.

Three days later, we went home. Thinking about how little progress we'd made, I was a little frustrated. I went back to my room,
closed the door, and decided to devise a new plan: WeChat! I created a new WeChat account and tried to add
my mother. That night, she kept rejecting my requests, but I kept adding her. Just when I was about to lose patience, she actually
accepted !

I decided to wait a day and act the next night. Half an hour later, I went out of my room and saw my mother
asleep , her stockinged feet right next to it. I boldly grabbed her feet and smelled them. The smell was
so intense it made me hard. My mother woke up and said, "What are you doing now?" trying to pull her feet away, but this time I held on tightly.
Right in front of her, I put her stockinged feet to my face and inhaled deeply, saying, "Mom, your feet are so beautiful
, I can't resist!" "I've worn these stockings all day, don't you find them smelly?" "No, they
smell so good, I love them so much." Then I stuck out my tongue and licked the soles and toes of her feet. "How dare you! Let go!"
My mother tried to pull away, but without success.

I ignored her and continued smelling and licking. To be honest, my mother's feet were a little smelly, but the smell
was so stimulating that I couldn't resist. "Mom, don't wash your feet anymore, let me wash them for you." I continued to play with Mom
's feet. Seeing that there was no way to stop me from doing anything more inappropriate, Mom held back, her face turning red. "
Hurry up, I'm going to take a shower." I started gently licking Mom's feet, from the heels and soles to the toes
covered by . I took five of Mom's toes into my mouth, and Mom seemed to feel it. "Ah—"

she cried out in pleasure. I became even more excited and, without thinking, took out my penis and masturbated. Mom, who
was enjoying herself with her eyes closed, suddenly noticed what I was doing, immediately woke up, broke free from me, and said sternly,
"Do you know what you're doing!" Then she went to take a shower. I could only go back to my room and fantasize about Mom
wearing stockings and making love to me, on the sofa, in the kitchen, me sucking on Mom's stockinged toes and vigorously fucking her
. After masturbating, I lay down and fell asleep.

The next morning, I saw my mother drinking water. It suddenly occurred to me that when the time was right, I would buy
aphrodisiacs and put them in her water; that would make our lovemaking much more exciting. After my mother went to work, I
showered and went out. I visited every adult store, buying a blindfold, a gag, and anal plugs. Then, most importantly, I bought
the aphrodisiac. Because I'm a virgin and worried about premature ejaculation that night, I also bought Viagra at the pharmacy.

Then I went home excitedly. That evening, after my mother returned and we had dinner, I lied and said I was going out to see
some friends. Actually, I wanted to get a hotel room and spend the night teasing my mother. I watched TV in the hotel until after 8
pm, and feeling I had enough time, I started chatting with my mom. "Auntie, are you there? Is that your profile picture? You

're so pretty." "Yes," my mom replied after a long time.

"How old are you, Auntie? You look so good."

"44. What's so good about that? I look so old." My mom seemed to enjoy being complimented. "Really, you're very pretty.
Your husband must love you very much."

"I've been divorced for over ten years. Now only my son lives with me. He just went out." "Oh, then your
son must love you very much, since your mom is so pretty."

"It's alright, he likes to have fun."

"Auntie, my son is probably a little younger than me. I'm a sophomore in college this year, and I'm home for summer vacation." "Yes, he's older than you.
He just finished his college entrance exams."

"Sigh, Auntie, actually I just wanted to confide in you online. I've been holding it in for so long." "Tell me,
let's see if Auntie can give you some advice."

"Please don't scold me or block me, Auntie. I'll just tell you."

"Go ahead."

"Actually, my mom and I have been having a sexual relationship for over four years, high~" "I had sex with my mom when I was 2.
So many years have passed, and now I feel really depressed, even though my mom and I were both happy." "What!
Why did you have this kind of relationship with your mom?"

"My mom is as beautiful as you, but my dad treated her badly. He often beat her. Later, my dad
was transferred to work in another province and only came back once every six months. I was the one who stayed home with my mom." "Your dad is so bad,
but is that your reason for doing this with your mom? It's immoral." "My mom is still very young,
beautiful, and knows how to dress, but she hasn't divorced me for my sake. I feel so sorry for her.

One night during winter break, she drank too much and came home to lie on the bed without taking off her clothes. I
went to take care of her. That day, my mom was wearing flesh-colored stockings, which were very sexy. I couldn't resist and started smelling and licking her beautiful..."
My mother was probably drunk, and she was very excited. She didn't care who I was and took off my clothes. Then she took off her
own clothes until she was only wearing underwear and stockings. I was also very excited and kept sucking on my mother's feet. Because she
was wearing boots, the smell was very strong, but I didn't mind anything about my mother. I kept licking them. Later, we
couldn't help but do it. "..."

"Later, Mom woke up and regretted it, but the next night I couldn't help going to her room again. Mom
didn't want to , but I was dizzy, so I tied her hands with her stockings and then gagged her with my underwear.
I raped Mom. That night, Mom cried a lot, but I kept having sex with her.
After the first time, I lay down to rest, and then I played with Mom's beautiful feet. I got hard again and started having sex with her again.
The second time, she was very proactive. I took the underwear out of her mouth, and she moaned loudly and kept
calling me her son."

"You went too far! How could you do that?!"

"Later, Mom got used to it. Now we have a very good relationship. When I'm home, we do it
several times a week. Mom is getting younger and younger, and we are very happy. Mom later told me that no one outside
knows what happens at home, and having sex with me is very exciting. We've tried more and more things, foot fetish, anal fetish, we've done everything. But
thinking about it, I always feel sorry for Mom, so I came to you to talk about my feelings."

"I don't really know how to comment, but your mom seems very happy. As long as you're both happy, that's all that matters.
Be good to your mom; it's not easy being a woman. By the way, what about your dad?"

"My dad and mom officially separated after my college entrance exams. He settled in another province. So during summer and winter vacations,
I made love with my mom every day, anywhere in the house, and she would moan very loudly. She said she couldn't live without
me." "Then I wish you both well!"

"Auntie, you're divorced too, and still so beautiful. Maybe your son likes you too, and wants to
cherish you like your husband did. Has he shown anything?" "A little, but I've kept it to myself. I'm afraid others
will find out."

"How would anyone know? If you don't tell anyone, who will know! Auntie, relax a bit. I hope you
and your son are happy! My mom should be back from her social engagement soon. I need to take a shower and wait for her. I'm not going to talk to you anymore.
I had a great time chatting with you. I feel much better after talking about it. Auntie didn't look down on me!" "How could I
look down on you? Be careful, you two. Protect your mom. Goodbye." I made up such
a long story to win over my mom. It wasn't easy! But I think my mom has accepted the idea of mother and son having sex.

An hour later, I called my mom and told her I was at a friend's house that night and wouldn't be going
. Then I went to sleep. The next day at noon, I returned home and found my laptop in my room was still on. I checked my recent
browsing history and found that the incest novels and AVs on my desktop had been opened. I was so excited. Thinking about my mom
masturbating in my room last night, maybe even wearing stockings, I got incredibly hard.

So at noon, I used the same WeChat message I used last night to tell my mom, "Auntie, Mom drank too much again last night. As soon as she got home
, she hugged me and French kissed me. I carried her back to our room and enjoyed the warmth of her stockinged feet. I had a great time
last night , and we made love twice. During her orgasms, she kept telling me to fuck her harder and suck my toes. It was so
wonderful!" After a long time, Mom replied, "Wishing you well!" I happily closed WeChat and then blocked
Mom, because my goal was achieved.

In the afternoon, when Mom came home from work, I excitedly said, "Mom's home! I'm hungry. Don't change your clothes yet,
can you cook first?" "So hungry so early today, okay?" Mom said happily. I went to the kitchen to help Mom
wash the vegetables, and I deliberately kept my face close to her buttocks. Mom didn't seem angry anymore.

After dinner, when Mom went to wash the dishes, I took the opportunity to put an aphrodisiac in her cup and then took
a Viagra pill. After Mom finished cleaning the kitchen, I pretended to be attentive and gave her the water with the aphrodisiac in it. Mom
drank it without hesitation.

I thought to myself, "I can't believe it! I'll be able to make love with Mom so soon! With Viagra, I can
go from 8 pm to midnight with Mom today! I'm so excited!" Then I took Mom's hand and led her to the living room. "
Mom , are you tired? Let your son give you a massage. I've realized I can't live without Mom's beautiful feet.
What will I do when I go to college?"

"You won't even remember me when you're in college. You'll be chasing after your female classmates, won't you?" "No, Mom is more beautiful than
anyone else !" I held Mom's feet and looked at her earnestly. "Mmm, good son," Mom
said softly, her eyes reddening. I gently stroked and massaged Mom's stockinged feet, then softly said, "Mom, I
'm going to kiss your feet."

After saying that, I started sticking out my tongue and licking between Mom's soles and toes, smelling them. Mom's feet were so
wonderful, the smell of leather and the fragrance of a mature woman's feet. I became even more frenzied, and Mom breathed softly.
At this moment , I suddenly noticed that Mom's white panties were soaked. I thought the drug was taking effect, but I wasn't hard yet,
so I licked even more attentively. My mother closed her eyes and trembled slightly from time to time. Then I said to her, "Mom,
can I bite open the toe of your sock?" She nodded, probably quite aroused.

I bit open the toe of her left sock, and her toes, painted with purple nail polish, popped out, white and tender.
I gently took her big toe into my mouth, my tongue swirling around it. Suddenly, she cried out, "Ah—so
good !" I started biting her foot, like eating a meat dumpling. I put down her left foot and moved
on to her right. I first sniffed it deeply and said, "Mom, it smells just like
the stockings you've worn all day, or even days without washing, and I lick them for you every day." "Okay," she said. After that, I felt a reaction below; because I'd taken
Viagra, I was erect. I took off my underwear and was startled to find my penis had become large and thick.

Mom's eyes were still closed, so I licked from her feet to her inner thighs. Her panties were
soaking wet, and I started licking the wet areas. "Ah—so good, son,
no , no!" Mom trembled. "Don't be afraid, Mom, no one knows. I'll be gentle." After licking
for a while, I pulled down Mom's panties and started sticking my tongue into her clitoris and vagina. Mom
cried out loudly, "So good—so good—son—oh—!" Mom must have been in a long time without it, because she
orgasmed so quickly.

I couldn't take it anymore; my penis turned purple. I lifted Mom's legs and said to her, "Mom, son..."
"I'm going to fuck you, is it exciting?" After saying that, I thrust inside. Mom gripped the sofa with both hands, the leather almost tearing off.
"Son-oh-no-we-ah-ah-can't-do it-it feels so good, son-come on-fuck
Mom ." I pressed Mom's legs towards her head and thrust hard, saying

, "Mom, I love you so much. I've wanted to fuck you since middle school. Stocking Mom, how about wearing stockings and making love with
your son ? How about putting your stockinged feet in my mouth every day? Is it good? Mmm!" I thrust hard
, and Mom's white toes were exposed outside the stockings, looking especially attractive. I buried my face
in Mom's feet and smelled them. "Mom's feet smell so bad, I love it. Mom, change
your . I love Mom's stinky feet!"

"Ahhhhhh—oh-okay-ahhhhh—Mom won't change them every day. I'll let you smell them, I'll let you lick Mom
's stinky feet." I was so excited that I took Mom's big toes into my mouth and thrust hard. Mom suddenly yelled,
"Harder—Oh—Son—Move faster—Mom's coming—" "Mom, how about you lick my feet every day? I'll wear stockings in your room and make love with your son
every day ." "Ah—Ah—Ah—Oh—"

Mom climaxed, holding my arms tightly. I had taken Viagra and didn't feel like ejaculating at all.
After a while , Mom opened her eyes, and I kissed her ear and said, "Mom, was it good? Son will make you happy
and give you orgasms every day." "Ignore me," Mom said angrily, trying to push me away. I thought Mom had probably already climaxed, and the aphrodisiac
effect had worn off, which was why she was acting like this. I thought I still needed to fuck her hard to get her used to making love with me, so
I picked Mom up and carried her to the kitchen.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" Mom's legs swung back and forth. Because the toes of her socks were bitten open, her toes
looked especially sexy and stimulating. I pressed Mom against the cupboard, her buttocks facing me, and then
tore her pantyhose down, stuffing them all into her mouth. Mom moaned and groaned, unable to speak. I was
extremely . I spread Mom's buttocks and started licking her anus. Mom screamed terribly. I said, "Mom
, you're still screaming. The people downstairs can hear you. They all know I'm fucking Mom. Can't you be quieter?" Mom tried to hold

back and groaned softly. I licked Mom's anus, teasing it with my tongue. Mom seemed to feel very stimulated, moaning "Faster!"
Even though her mouth was gagged, I could still hear it. So I pressed Mom down and forcefully thrust my penis
in again "Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap—" The whole kitchen was filled with the sound of my thrusting. I said to Mom, "
Mom, we're making love in the kitchen. It's so exciting! Aren't I good?" "Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm—"

After a few minutes of thrusting, I decided to stop pressing down on her. Seeing her flushed face, I released her, grabbed her
hands, and guided her head against the cabinet. I started thrusting again forcefully. After a while,
I saw my mother's toes gripping the ground tightly, which looked incredibly cute. I knew she was about to climax, so I
sped , thrusting my hips forcefully. "Mom, you're climaxing, aren't you? Son, it feels so good, so exciting! From now on, when you're
cooking, I'll fuck you from behind, Mom! Ah, come on, Mom!" "Ah—"

My mother's cute toes gripped the ground even tighter, and she finally climaxed. Mom collapsed, and I quickly caught her.
Then I sat down and pressed my face against her genitals, licking her. She still didn't dare to cry out loud; she was
so wet down there. I sucked all the fluid from her genitals, stood up, and carried her to the cupboard. I looked at her;
her eyes were already glazed. I said, "Is it comfortable, Mom in stockings? Your son will serve you every day from now on."
Mom was breathing heavily; her wavy hair was disheveled, making her look incredibly sexy.

I lifted my mother's left foot, and she braced her hands on the cupboard. I sucked on each of her toes one by one,
and she looked at me comfortably. I then sucked on each of her right toes one by one, and then grabbed both of her
feet and gave her a footjob. It was so stimulating. "Mom's feet are so beautiful. I can suck on them every night before I go to sleep, Mom.
Oh, it feels so good."

Suddenly, I ejaculated, all over my mother's feet. My mother looked at my white semen without making a sound.
I put my mother's white, beautiful feet in the sink and washed them carefully. But I almost thought
the effects of Viagra would wear off, because after a few minutes my penis was still hard and purple. I happily carried my mother to
her room, then took the stocking out of her mouth and said, "Mom, now you can scream loudly."

"What did we do? I've really done something terrible." "Mom, no one will know. No one knows
what If you're too shy, I'll get you something to wear."

After saying that, I went to the room and got a blindfold and put it on my mother. "What are you doing? I don't want to wear it. Go back to
your room. Stop doing this, or Mom will die." "Mom, don't talk nonsense. Isn't this good? You haven't had sex
in over ten years. It would be bad if you did it with someone else. What's wrong with your own son? I
'm yours anyway. Mom, you can use me however you want."

"..." "Mom, just enjoy yourself. Leave the rest to me." My mother obediently lay down. Looking at my mother
with the blindfold on, I was burning with lust. I grabbed my mother's washed feet and bit and licked them. The washed feet had no smell.
I only liked the smell of my mother's stinky feet, so I wasn't interested anymore.

So I stuck my tongue into my mother's mouth, pried open her teeth, and kissed her passionately. Then I
went down to her chest, took off her shirt, and unhooked her bra. Her two big white breasts popped out. She
was getting old; there were some lines on her breasts, but they were still very sexy. I gently bit her nipple, and my mother
moaned in pleasure. I held my penis with one hand and started to insert it again. My mother cried out loudly, "Ah—go in a little more."
I slowly went in and started thrusting. "Ah-ah-ah-ah-oh, son, my son,
ah ah, bite Mom's nipple, harder, dear son, tomorrow Mom will let you smell and lick my stockinged feet." "Okay,
Mom, tomorrow I want you to take the initiative and put my stockinged feet in my mouth. I want to hold them in my mouth." As I said this, I grabbed
my mother 's foot and kissed it hard.

"Ah-ah-so good-so itchy, son, husband, harder," I heard my mother call me son and
husband , and I became even more excited. I hugged my mother's legs and thrust hard for more than ten minutes until she finally had an orgasm.
That night, I fucked my mother in various positions on her bed for more than two hours. After she had several more orgasms,
I finally ejaculated.

The next morning, my mother got up and looked at what we had done last night. She actually started crying. "I actually..."
"I don't know how I can face anyone after doing this with my son," she cried. After she woke me up, I hugged her and said, "
Mom, I'm sorry. I really wanted to make you happy. You're a normal woman, almost menopausal at 45,
and haven't had sex in over ten years. I just want to be filial to you. Besides, Mom is so beautiful, I don't plan to find a wife
. I'll just stay with you, okay, Mom?"

I kissed her. Seeing my sincerity, she wiped her tears and said, "Good son, you don't need to be like this.
As long as you have Mom in your heart, that's enough. You still need to have offspring." "I want to have one with you, okay?" Mom laughed. "
I can't have any more, you silly boy." "Then we won't have any more. Mom, were you comfortable last night?"

"You almost killed me, what do you think?" "Mom, from now on we can make love in every corner of the house.
Have you thought about it? In the living room with the lights on, Mom wearing stockings sitting on me, making love, me calling you Mom, you calling me
son, with TV on—isn't that exciting?" Mom thought for a moment, "It seems a little bit, you're
talking nonsense!"

I leaned close to my mom's ear and said, "Mom, I can smell and lick your stinky feet every day now. I'm so happy.
I love sucking your feet and fucking you." My mom pushed me away, got up from the bed, and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to
wash up and go to work. You stay home." I wasn't about to let Mom leave. "Mom, let's do it quickly!" I said,
pinning her against the wall and French kissing her, licking from her ear to her thigh. Then I lifted her right leg and knelt
before her, saying, "Mom, let me lick you." Mom giggled. "Go ahead and lick, why are you kneeling?"

"You're my goddess, of course I have to kneel." I said, earnestly licking her right leg. After
a night , her foot had a mature woman's scent again, and I was incredibly excited. Mom leaned against the wall, eyes closed
, enjoying it. After a while, my little brother became active again. I stood up, lifted her leg, and inserted my
penis. Because of last night's lubrication, she was still wet, and it went in smoothly. I
kissed her while thrusting. "I'm tired, let's change positions, son," I said, lying down on the floor and letting
her sit on top. "Why are you on the floor when there's a bed?"

"Mom, this is so exciting! Mom's sitting on the floor with her godson!" Mom chuckled lewdly, slowly guiding
my penis down to sit. She closed her eyes and thrust rapidly. I couldn't take it anymore and yelled for her to move faster. Then I grabbed
her feet and placed them on my face, kissing and licking them. Mom cried out loudly, "Oh— Ah—!"

I gently bit her toes and said, "Mom, I'm going to cum. Move faster, Mom, I want to
smell your feet every day!" With that, I released my semen and ejaculated inside. Mom hadn't yet climaxed and scolded me a little. I felt embarrassed and
said, "Mom will make you feel good tonight. You should go to work now. Remember to wear stockings and walk around a lot!"
"You little rascal, you like Mom's stinky feet so much? Then I'll put on my boots and go out. I'll let you smell them to your heart's content." "That's
great ! I love you, Mom!" After taking a shower, Mom put on her boots and went out.

After Mom left, I excitedly sat up. I'm still young, and I didn't feel tired at all. I thought
I'd take another Viagra pill tonight so Mom wouldn't be able to live without me. Once she couldn't live without me, our happy life would begin
!

At 6:30, I figured Mom would be back soon, so I took a Viagra. I waited anxiously for over 40
minutes before Mom finally opened the door. As soon as she entered, I hugged her tightly to her room—no, our
room. "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't even taken my shoes off yet. I'm so hot from wearing them all day!" "Mom, I can't wait any longer!
I want to smell and lick your stockinged feet! I've been waiting all day!"

I put Mom on the bed, then took off one of her boots. Sure enough, the smell was strong, and the soles were wet
. "You liked it, didn't you? Let's see if you still like it now!" "I love it, Mom, I love you to death! I
want to smell your stinky feet to my heart's content!" After saying that, I took off Mom's other boot and
rubbed my face. I absorbed the alluring scent, started kissing, then licking, and finally frantically
sucking on Mom's stockinged toes. Mom lay down, eyes closed, trembling as she enjoyed the pleasure I was giving her.

I knelt in front of Mom's legs, letting her right foot stimulate my nipples, while I held Mom's left foot and
licked it to my heart's content. I was already incredibly hard. I took off Mom's left pantyhose, then her underwear, and, holding
my penis prepared to enter her. Mom said, "I'm not wet yet, what's the rush?" Helpless, I could only suck on my mother's
soft . My mother moaned comfortably, "Suck on Mommy's toes, yes, just like that, oh—it feels so
good." I smelled my mother's smelly feet and frantically licked and sucked them. My mother said, "It's wet, you can come now, son." I

couldn't wait to thrust in, pulling my mother's hand and forcefully pumping in and out. There was no mercy because she was my
mother, no gentleness because she was 44 years old. My mother screamed excitedly, "So good, son
—ah—ah—ah—ah—harder—faster—suck on Mommy's toes and fuck Mommy, hurry up, I
want you to smell Mommy's smelly feet." I cooperated, sucking on my mother's big toe and licking the sole of her foot. "Mommy, it
smells so good, your feet, I love your smelly feet, isn't your son amazing? Your son fucks you in your room every day,
tonight I took Viagra again, we can fuck until very late again, Mommy, isn't it great?"

"Great, so good—ah—good—" "Wow, that's great! You can smell Mommy's stinky feet every day,
you can lick them all. Nobody knows what we're doing at home. It's so exciting, my dear son! Ahhh!" Listening to Mommy
, I hugged her legs and forcefully sucked on her left toes, thrusting hard. After a few minutes, "
Son, faster, faster, it's coming, ahhh—it's coming, Mommy's coming—ahhh—"

Mommy gripped my hand tightly and climaxed. "It feels so good, son. I've endured all these years, thank you,
son ." "Mom, don't say that. I should thank you. You wear sexy stockings every day when we make love, letting me
savor your beautiful feet every day." Before she could finish speaking, Mom put her right foot, still in stockings, into my
mouth. I happily smelled and licked it. "Mom, you're so good! I'm willing to be Mom's foot slave." "What's a foot
slave?"

"It means washing Mom's feet with your tongue every day, making sure they're clean! Not even the toes are spared.
When I kneel at your feet and lick them, waiting for Mom to finish eating before I eat." "That's so exciting, son. Okay,
starting tomorrow, you'll be Mom's foot slave. Mom has decided not to wash her feet for three days starting tomorrow, so you can be Mom's foot slave then. For these
three days, you serve Mom well and let Mom enjoy herself."

"Yes, ma'am." After saying that, I carried Mom to the French windows in the living room, opened the curtains, and let Mom hold onto the window frame.
Facing me, I held my mother's buttocks and started thrusting. After half an hour, both my mother and I were exhausted. Finally,
my mother 's breasts were pressed against the French windows, and I continued thrusting while holding onto the window. "Mom, isn't this scene exciting, your son pressing down on
you while making love?"

"It's so exciting! Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah!" After this scene, we
did it several more times on the sofa. When my mother orgasmed, she shouted, "Son, my dear son, I can't live without you anymore,
fuck me to death!"

That night, we slept on the sofa. My mother's stockinged right foot almost never left my mouth. The next day,
my mother still wore boots to work. You can imagine
how . I fantasized all day at home, ready to be my mother's foot slave today.

At 6:40 pm, my mother opened the door. I woke up to the sound and saw my mother taking off her boots. I immediately
went over hugged her, and kissed her, my hands roaming between her breasts and genitals. "What are you doing? Let me in first
." "No, you promised your son would be your foot slave, that your son would serve you."

"You actually believed me? Don't be silly, how could I bear to let you be my slave?" I ignored her words, picked her up, and laid
her down on the ground. Then, I used my teeth to unzip her left boot, holding her leg with one hand
and taking off the boot with the other. Her wet, stockinged feet were quickly exposed. I said, "Mom's feet smell so bad. Thank you,
Mom . Let your son serve you comfortably." As I said this, I held her feet to my face. The smell was so stimulating that
I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick from the soles of her feet to her toes. My mother softly moaned, "Oh- "So comfortable, son—suck
Mom's feet!"

I didn't listen to my mother. Instead, I took off her right boot as well. I held her feet in my hands,
savoring the delicious treat she was giving me. "Mom, just thinking about smelling your stinky feet every day, sucking your toes,
and then licking your sexy stockinged feet while I fuck you makes me so excited, Mom."

I put my mother's stockinged toes in my mouth and sucked them intently. Her stockings quickly became wet. I
got hard too. I couldn't wait to strip my mother naked. She was only wearing pantyhose and underwear. I
pinned her to the ground and kissed her. After a few minutes, I said to her, "Mom, you know what? I've been in love with
you for a long time. Every time I see your sexy stockinged feet, I want to pin you down and smell and lick them.
Did you notice that I used to masturbate with your stockings a lot in middle school?"

"Mom never thought you liked my feet. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone through so many years without sex
. Even just you stimulating my feet every day would have been fine. Now I can let you smell
and lick them every day, for as long as you want."

"Mom, I love you." "Son, Mom loves you too. I'm not lying to you. You've made me feel happy again.
It feels so good." "Mom, no one will know what we're doing when the
door right?"

"Yes, son, you can lick Mom's
feet on the balcony, in the bathroom, in the living room, at the dining table, in the kitchen, and even in the bedroom. You can suck Mom's toes and fuck me." After this teasing, Mom and I couldn't take it anymore. I carried
Mom to the living room sofa, knelt in front of her feet, and frantically smelled her stockinged feet, frantically licking and
sucking her toes. Since there were no outsiders, Mom said loudly, "Son... oh... so good... take off Mom's stockings,
lick Mom's toes, suck Mom's feet." I took off Mom's pantyhose, the dark toes stimulating me,
and I put them in my mouth, then sucked on Mom's two big toes.

After playing with Mom's feet enough, I let Mom sit on me, and I turned on the air conditioner and took off all of Mom's clothes
. Mom was moving up and down frantically while moaning, and I gently bit Mom's nipples.
Before long , Mom hugged me tightly and climaxed.

My mother collapsed onto me, and I picked her up, continuing to have sex with her as we walked. We reached her room, and I made her
kneel with her back to me. I spread her buttocks and licked her anus. She said, "It's dirty, don't lick it." "Mom
smells good everywhere, I want to eat Mom's shit,"

I said, and then I thrust into her vagina. While stimulating her anus, I continued to have sex with
her
. She cried out in pleasure, "Son...you're so good...husband...fuck me harder!" Stimulated by her, I ejaculated inside her again. That night, in my mother's room, we made love non-stop until we were completely exhausted.

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