The story of a mother with misbehavior

" Are you really not going, honey?"

"I really want to go, Anna! But I have two client meetings scheduled today, I might be busy until the early hours!"

"No, no, no! It's not your fault, Ro! Daniel's birthday is Thursday, and I only found out last night that he's planning a birthday party this weekend! He sounded so adorable on the phone, like a spoiled brat begging for birthday cake, so when he asked us to come, I just couldn't bear to refuse!"

"Okay, I won't say anymore! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!"

"I won't say anything either, I'm busy tonight! It might take six hours to get there!"

"Oh! How about a couple of drinks?" Luo Yang raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "How about a couple of drinks?" After he finished speaking, he put on gloves and walked around the kitchen table, whispering in my ear, "And you know what our after-dinner entertainment is like!"

When we kissed goodbye, his hand went up from under my skirt to my thigh, his fingers pressing firmly on my mons pubis, the friction through my underwear arousing my whole body! I reluctantly pushed him away forcefully: "Look what you've done! Don't come back drunk tonight! I haven't had meat in over a week. If you leave me feeling empty again tonight, I'll make you regret it!"

After a passionate kiss, Luo said, "Taxes? Anna! You can rest assured. I guarantee I'll be full of energy tonight and will definitely satisfy you, fully 'paying the bill'!"

After giving him another kiss, I went into the room, took a few deep breaths of cool air to calm my passionate heart, then packed the gift I was going to bring Daniel, and set off.

The temperature inside the car rose rapidly, so before entering the state highway, I stopped to take off my coat and gloves to make driving more comfortable.

The state highway was sparsely populated and unobstructed, perfect for a high-speed drive. Sitting in my new Ponzi 300, the road was straight, the car was moving fast, and the light was bright. Driving was incredibly smooth and exhilarating.

I was rushing to my son's 21st birthday party! He's 21 already! I'm 21, but I still clearly remember my 21st birthday—February 14, 1974. At that time, Mark and I had been married for almost three years. Daniel was a happy and lively two-year-old, while I was anything but happy.

I ended the marriage when Daniel was five, and Mark left home and hasn't heard from me since.

Therefore, I absolutely do not approve of getting married too young. Think about it, can you maintain a marriage living in a moving Chevrolet? Eating, drinking, using the toilet, even making love—all in the car! Gentlemen, can you handle this?

The next ten years flew by. I finished university and got a good job. My mother

and I depended on each other for survival. Because it was just the two of us, we cherished each other even more and became closer. We developed into not only mother and son, but also friends, and even best friends. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together. And then... I often thought to myself that I might never meet a suitable man again in my life! That's when Law appeared—mature, steady, humorous, and reliable Law!

My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired, and Law took over his work. After only two seasons, he showed me care in every way, and I realized that I liked him, admiring his talent and demeanor, not just a pretty face and a clueless idiot.

When Luo and I got married, Daniel was already quite handsome, and he gladly welcomed Luo into our lives.

Luo didn't want to be a "domineering dad," and Daniel never stomped around or created a "sphere of influence." They respected each other and got along very well, often sitting comfortably together watching sports and TV shows on television.

It was wonderful! Okay! To make a long story short, it was simply "wonderful"! I no longer had to grumble or complain about how hard life was, because looking around, there weren't many people living as comfortably as I did.

While driving, lost in thought, a small question suddenly occurred to me: I look much younger than 40, not at all like someone with a 21-year-old son in college. So, what will it be like when I introduce my mom at a party, saying, "This is my mom!"? I can't wait to find out!

Speaking of music, I'm quite trendy and have a forward-thinking mindset. Although I mostly listen to old songs on the radio, I'm a huge fan of R.E.M. and U2. Whenever I hear Pearl Jam's incredibly emotionally charged voice, I always tremble with excitement!

Thinking back to high school, one summer, seven of us friends—four boys and three girls—crammed into an old, huge, beat-up car (I forget who it belonged to) to go on vacation. But we only went a mile before the police pulled us over because we were driving too slowly, leaving a long, long line of cars behind us. That weekend, we all holed up in a campsite, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting carried away, having sex on a whim, and completely losing our minds. Tonight should be just as fun and exciting! My figure still fascinates many men; I'm beautiful, petite, and have maintained a fantastic figure. I have beautiful legs—how beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I can be a real eye-catcher! Her round buttocks looked alluring in jeans, and her full breasts, though slightly sagging, were still perky and sexy, Luo said. Of course, her waist and hips were a bit thicker because she had given birth, but overall she was still very attractive!

I really wanted to know when my figure would change, like now, when I suddenly realized I was no longer young. Maybe one day I would find my figure had changed, my buttocks wrapped in a lump of fat, my body like a gasoline barrel, like a middle-aged or elderly woman. That would be... ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Oh! ...

Damn! ...

I was so engrossed in daydreaming that I forgot to control my speed. A police car behind me was sirens warning me to pull over.

I signaled and slowly pulled over to the shoulder. A police car stopped behind me. Before opening the door, the officer checked his hat in the rearview mirror. While he did so, I quickly checked myself and pulled my skirt up a few inches. "It's not a big deal, right? Nobody's going to die, is they?"

I rolled down the window. The officer bent down and asked for my driver's license to register it. He was tall and young, and I could tell from his uniform that he had a large penis! His name tag read "T. Boyd." I saw him glance at my chest first, then stare intently. "I'm wearing a low-cut top." I thought I was lucky! Maybe I could get away with this! To get out of there quickly, I risked losing my position as a council member of the National Women's Association, quickly giving him a disdainful look, then looking at him with an innocent, almost tearful gaze and saying, "How much was I speeding? Officer!

I really didn't mean to, because I hadn't been going more than half a car ahead for a while, so I was careless." "You were almost 70 miles over! I spotted you on the last bend, Mom!"

"Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd been with me for a while already!

"Anna Crest... is all this information accurate?"

"Yes, officer, all the information is accurate."

The officer walked back to his car, and I saw him talking on the radio and writing something. Damn it! Looks like a speeding ticket is inevitable! I started worrying about how to explain it to the insurance agent.

The young officer got out of his car and leaned against my window. His face was so close that I could smell his cologne—aramis, the kind I like. He was so close that I felt very uncomfortable. A thought popped into my head: I'd rather sit in the back of the patrol car and suck his penis than get a speeding ticket.

"Mrs. Crest..." His voice was stern, but his eyes couldn't leave my chest.

"Mrs. Crest! This time I'm only giving you a warning. I hope you'll be mindful of your speed for the rest of the journey." "Thank you, handsome officer! I will." She gave him her most charming smile: "I promise I will!"

"On the other hand, if you're heading east, no matter where you're going, you can't avoid the impending blizzard, that's what the weather forecast says. Be careful!" Oh my god! How could this happen? I only blame myself for forgetting to listen to the Philadelphia weather report before I left, and Daniel didn't warn me about the blizzard either.

"Thank you for the warning, officer! ...And thank you for informing me about the coming blizzard..."

The handsome officer looked at my thighs, then moved to my chest, and finally smiled slightly at me before turning away from the car window and walking back. "Goodbye! Drive carefully!"

"I will!" I drove back into the lane and continued on my way!

Until we were half an hour away from Philadelphia, there wasn't a drop of rain or snow, but when we encountered it, it was a very strong blizzard. I was almost at Daniel's place, and I wanted to turn back, but I was already so far from home, so I gritted my teeth and continued. However, the short journey took more than an hour to reach the campus. During that time, I even slipped 180 degrees twice on the wet and slippery streets, which scared me half to death!

I breathed a sigh of relief and slowly drove into the campus, parked the car closer to Daniel's dormitory, turned off the key and the engine. Finally, I was there and safe. The last hour of the journey was terrible; it almost killed me. I still feel lingering fear when I think about it!

Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into about four inches of icy, wet, and cold snow. As if fleeing a disaster, clutching her shoes, handbag, gloves, and coat, she stumbled and half-slipped to the entrance of Daniel's dormitory building. She grabbed the indoor phone hanging on the wall and dialed Daniel's number.

"Hey!" "Is Daniel there?" "Yes, please wait a moment!" The person who answered placed the phone on a hard object; a crackling sound pierced her ears, then came from afar: "Hey! You asshole! A chick's looking for you!" "Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.

"How should I know? You're a son of a bitch!"

"Fuck your father!" Then came "Hey!" "Daniel!" "Mom! Oh!...Where are you?" "Downstairs, come down and help me through the emergency exit!" "Oh! Okay, I'll call Luo and tell him about the weather, and ask him to tell you to stay home and not come."

"Daniel! Go into your dorm first, I'm so wet and cold, I can't take it anymore!" "Oh! Okay, sorry, Mom! I'm coming down right away!"

"Get a few strong classmates to come with you, honey! I brought some goodies in the car." I

went through the second door so that Daniel could come downstairs and see me as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. This university has a very comprehensive security system for its student dormitories, so although the campus isn't in the best location, I don't mind. After all, student safety—including mine, Daniel's—is the most important thing!

I'm standing in one of four student dormitory buildings. Daniel has lived here for four years, but he was only assigned to the best dormitory area, reserved for athletes and upperclassmen, this year. Daniel's dormitory has a spacious living/dining room, a kitchen, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Daniel has three roommates: Brian is an upperclassman, and Stephen and Tom share a room, both underclassmen. They are members of the same club and seem to get along quite well.

The elevator doors opened, and Daniel and two unfamiliar boys came out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as we entered, I immediately grabbed my son's hand tightly: "Hi! Baby, how are you?"

"Great, Mom! I can't believe you made it here through such a strong snowstorm."

"Yeah! It wasn't easy, baby! Can we go upstairs to your dorm and change into dry socks? My feet are freezing. The key is here, and the car is parked in row 20, number 2 or 3."

"No problem, Mom! We'll follow right up!" They walked towards the parking lot, and at the same time, the elevator arrived. As we got in, I quickly tidied myself up.

As I knocked on the door and opened the dorm room door, the three of them arrived in the elevator. They stepped out with a loud "thud," their belongings hitting the hallway floor.

It was Saturday afternoon, and it seemed Daniel and his roommates were preparing a small party and had already set everything up. The TV was showing a basketball game, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo system, which was playing some unfamiliar, melancholic music. But the biggest pastime was watching the snow. With the curtains fully drawn, the view from the fifteenth floor was truly magnificent!

Following Daniel into his bedroom, he took out two different pairs of white knee-high socks, smelled them, and then gave them to me. As we talked, I slipped my hand under my skirt, wiggled my hips, pulled my soaking wet underwear up to my knees, then peeled it off from my feet. Wearing dry socks felt so comfortable and warm.

Daniel's friends, seeing the two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy, cheered loudly and immediately put the beer in the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first called Luo to let him know I had arrived safely, then asked everyone if they were hungry. After getting their answers, I divided the two large bags of food I had brought into pots and put them on the stove to cook.

"This is what I brought, guys! There's pasta, meat, and homemade bread. It took me ages to prepare this. Come on! Everyone, try it and see how it tastes!" I shouted!

The aroma of cooking in private must have filled the air, as the young men arrived one after another. Before long, I knew I needed to make extra sauce and knead more dough. The crowd grew larger, and I bustled about in the kitchen, serving dishes and constantly cutting bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, pushed through the crowd to bring me my second drink and helped serve the food to this pack of hungry wolves.

The stereo system blared, and the crowd huddled together, chatting—a truly joyful and heartwarming scene. Brian helped me clean the dishes, and as we washed, we talked about music, school, and the snow. My third drink slipped down my throat without me even realizing it. By the fourth glass, I knew I'd had a bit too much; I felt slightly dizzy. When Brian brushed against my buttocks or chest while working, I noticed my skin had become extremely sensitive, arousing at the slightest touch.

Holding Daniel's birthday cake, I squeezed into the center of the crowd, lit the candles, and as I placed the cake on the low coffee table in front of the birthday boy, I felt Brian's hand touch my buttocks. While everyone was cutting the cake, Brian and I retreated to the kitchen and opened a second bottle of wine.

After working from afternoon until evening, it was time to catch our breath. We sat down to chat, play drinking games, and watch the blizzard outside the window. Occasionally, Brian would invite me to dance, and when he pulled me close, I could clearly feel his erection. We drank until the bottles were empty, and I, emboldened by the alcohol, continued drinking beer.

Later, when I felt fatigue and intoxication set in, the crowd had moved on to who-knows-where for their party; the entire dorm was empty and quiet, like a ghost town, without a soul in sight or a sound.

I knew I couldn't stay up all night, but I had no clothes to change into. I asked Daniel if he could lend me a t-shirt or a shirt.

"Sure, Mom! It's in the second drawer, you choose!" I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth with my fingers, and then went back to Daniel's bedroom. I carefully took off my skirt and bra, hanging them on the hanger. I hesitated about whether to take off my bra, but finally decided that comfort was more important than shame—taking off my bra always made me feel fucking comfortable!

I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my head and hands, and pulled the pullover down to my buttocks. I looked down and around. Wow! It was really short, just enough to cover my buttocks. Looking in the full-length mirror, I could see the white thong between my legs. She shrugged, made a face at herself in the mirror, and muttered to herself, "Whatever, it's just for sleeping in, it's fine!"

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. Brian opened it and said, "Hi! Anna, I was wondering if there's anything else I could do for you? Please let me know, don't be shy."

I don't remember when he started calling me "Anna" instead of "Mrs. Crest," but I didn't want to correct him and just let it be. I stood there, not daring to move an inch, afraid that any movement would immediately expose my private parts.

Brian smiled and leaned against the door frame, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk, his upper body bare, his shoulders broad, his chest smooth and hairless, his abdomen strong and powerful, his four-pack muscles clearly defined like a well-packed package.

"Where's Daniel?" "He's asleep on the sofa. It's quiet all around, like it's just the two of us, huh?" "Huh? What's wrong, Brian?"

"Don't you think you want something?" I knew he was trying to seduce me. If I wasn't mistaken, Brian had been touching my buttocks, brushing against my breasts, and even doing slow dances all night—all sorts of actions were meant to tease me. This brat! I'm old enough to be his mother, let alone the mother of his best friend!

Brian was brimming with confidence in his performance and seduction, but I knew that if I accepted his advances, I wouldn't be able to face Daniel and myself tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brian! It's nothing."

"And you don't need anything, Anna?"

"Nothing, Brian! Goodnight then, thank you for your service."

"Okay, goodnight Anna! See you tomorrow!" Brian shrugged and smiled.

For some reason, lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. The long journey, the blizzard, rushing to make dough, and that damned alcohol—scenes kept flashing through my mind, making me unusually awake and restless like a worker ant. Perhaps it was the uneven mattress in Daniel's, or perhaps it was the rising desires and the palpitations in my body—anything was wrong; I just couldn't sleep!

After lying there for a while, I heard the dormitory door open and close, followed by a commotion from the next room. Those sounds only fueled my already aroused desire. Through the thin wall beside my bed, the sounds of a couple flirting, making love, and a girl's wanton moans drifted into my ears without any attempt to conceal them. They made my mouth dry, my body hot, restless, and I was drenched in sweat; my underwear was hot and damp. I couldn't resist pressing my ear against the wall to listen until they reached their climax. A moment later, the two of them left, leaving me alone again, my desire hanging in the air.

I don't know how much time passed after that, but I slowly drifted off to sleep. Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep, I was awakened by the sound of water flushing the toilet. Then the bedroom door opened. I thought to myself that maybe Brian was still trying to take advantage of me, so I pretended to be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door and facing the wall. I heard the door close, then the sound of clothes being taken off, and then someone came to bed.

It was Daniel. He quickly fell asleep. He must have drunk too much and forgotten that his mother was sleeping here. After using the toilet, he subconsciously went back to his room and slept in bed. I pulled the covers over both of them. I knew that unless I woke Daniel up and made him leave, there was no room left in the bedroom for me (except for Brian's bed, of course). So I had to get out of bed before Daniel woke up tomorrow morning. Thinking this, I turned over and continued sleeping.

Before I even fell asleep, Daniel moved closer to me, and I immediately felt something hard pressing against my back. Then he turned over. Some unseen force seemed to be tempting me. I secretly rejoiced and mischievously turned around and pulled back the covers. Because the reading lamp on Daniel's desk was on, I could see everything in the room clearly. Wow! Good heavens! Good heavens! Daniel's underwear was bulging into a tent shape, and protruding from it was the biggest penis I had ever seen—my son's! Like a lewd girl, I pulled the blanket over myself, then pulled it back up a moment later. Daniel's penis was still so erect it looked like it was about to tear my underwear.

I hesitated for a while, but finally succumbed to my strong desire and reached down to pull open the crotch of his underwear to see what was inside.

Daniel's penis bounced out of the crotch, exaggeratedly erect. It wasn't just long, it was as thick as my hand. The huge glans was a deep peach color, and the foreskin was taut, shiny, and gleaming. In all my thirty or forty years, I had never seen anything like it.

Thinking back to bathing my son in the past, I couldn't believe he would grow up to be like this. A secret, smug smile

crept across my face. Perhaps the strong air conditioning made him feel cold; Daniel pulled the blanket over himself and turned over. I quickly pulled the blanket back over myself and lay down, my mind preoccupied with my son's amazing size, making it hard to fall asleep.

Daniel turned over again, this time into a spoon-like position, his front against my back. His penis was still hard and erect, hanging outside his underwear; I could feel the heat emanating from it as it pressed against me.

I lay there, afraid to move, until it became unbearably uncomfortable. Then, I nervously twisted and turned, and to my surprise… to my surprise, as I stopped moving, Daniel's huge member slid between my legs.

Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "the taste of flesh," the state sergeant's bizarre fantasies,

Brian's intentional and unintentional brushes past me and his blatant flirting, the stimulation of alcohol, the sounds of the couple making love next door—each factor combined, layer upon layer of pressure, leaving me incredibly aroused and lonely.

Desire and reason battled again and again, but ultimately, I couldn't overcome the burning desire. However, as I moved and took off my underwear, I even tried to convince myself that it wasn't my choice, and that the alcohol was to blame! I moved back to my previous position and let the huge penis slide between my thighs again. Then, with a slight twist, the penis immediately pressed against my wet vulva. I could clearly feel Daniel's hard, hot glans pressing against my alluring, wet opening. With just one movement, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp and breathe heavily with excitement! I

gently lifted my right leg, opening my mouth, and slowly pressed my buttocks back. The glans began to penetrate. Feeling this, I was so excited and stimulated that I almost ejaculated! After a while, I felt the hard penis fully inserted inside me.

Daniel was still asleep, but his subconscious reflex led him to reach out across his shoulders and caress my breasts, twist his buttocks, thrust regularly and forcefully, and go deeper and deeper into me each time.

My biological son fucked and raped myself in his sleep! oh! Oh my God! I like it! I really like this taste! After a while, Daniel thrust rapidly, humming, then hugged me tightly, and the semen exploded in my body. The hot and thick semen leaked out, and I could not control the release of the hot and thick semen.

After the cum was released, Daniel continued to give me a few gentle thrusts, then turned over and fell asleep, snoring loudly.

Then, I fell asleep without even realizing it!

In a daze, I found myself in a remote, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a bit strange; it was snowing, yet the sky was clear and blue, and I didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs wide open, in the back of a Pennsylvania State Police car. Although I couldn't see the markings, the hazard lights on the roof were flashing, and I knew clearly that it was a police car, no doubt about it.

Something or someone was licking between my legs, making me unbearably itchy. I looked up and wow! A brown state trooper's wide-brimmed cap was covering my lower body. I thought it must be Officer Boyd wearing the cap sucking my vulva! What was going on?

I pulled my head back down heavily, gazing at the clear blue sky and the heavy snowfall, all the while intently watching what he was doing. He thrust his tongue straight into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva, gently sucking on my labia with his lips and teeth. These actions immediately ignited my desire, making me feel restless and almost surrendering to orgasm.

At the crucial moment, Officer Boyd stopped sucking and moved upwards, and I couldn't help but sob softly. The officer lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple, his hat still obscuring his face.

Although I was a little disappointed that my vagina wasn't being serviced through a mouth, I immediately noticed him moving his hips forward. I felt his hard, hot penis trembling as it searched for the entrance. I couldn't wait to twist and turn, and when the head of his penis correctly pressed against my wet opening, the stimulation made me gasp.

Officer Boyd also excitedly groaned, and when he pushed in forcefully and thrust all the way in, he groaned again.

Wow! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing! The officer's penis is so big, it fills me completely. Then he started thrusting in and out heavily into my eager, wet vagina, each time squeezing my buttocks deep into the car seat. Luckily, the car seat was very soft and comfortable, otherwise, how could my buttocks have taken it? I groaned and pleaded, "I...I...I...Officer Boyd! I...I...I...harder!" Suddenly, I realized who the officer was. My heart skipped a beat, and I abruptly opened my eyes.

It was Daniel!

Under the covers, Daniel was on top of me, staring at me. The scene just now was just a dream, but the sex was real! My son was raping me!

"Daniel! Stop! Get off me, leave me!"

"Come on, Mom! Why couldn't you let me stop last night?"

"I...I...I..." Daniel continued thrusting in and out without stopping for a moment. Soon, the feeling from last night surged back into my mind. I had never experienced such a huge thing before. "Please, please stop! Son! Listen to me, we can't do this, it's wrong!" "Mom! Please, don't tell me to stop now, please!" Daniel said as he thrust faster and faster. I knew he was about to climax and ejaculate! I reached out and held his face tenderly, saying, "Okay, son! Mom promises you!"

In fact, it wasn't just that Daniel was nearing climax; to my surprise, my buttocks involuntarily arched upwards in rhythm with Daniel's thrusts, my arms encircling his neck, my legs rising and tightly wrapped around his waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.

I also reached my climax! It was this pleasure that killed me; I had never experienced such an exciting orgasm before. I don't know how I would live without such climaxes in the future.

I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to prevent myself from crying out in excitement. As I tasted my son's blood in my mouth, Daniel simultaneously ejaculated inside me! Overwhelmed by stimulation, tension, and excitement, I could no longer endure it and passed out! I slowly awoke, opening my eyes to a pitch-black room. I blinked rapidly, taking a deep breath.

Daniel sat on the mattress, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other draped over his shoulder.

"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.

I grasped his hand and said, "Yeah, wow!... You know what? This shouldn't have happened!"

Daniel nodded.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, son! It was a mistake, and I won't do it with you again."

"Are you kidding me, Mom? I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm lucid, I long to spend every beautiful spring day with you!"

I was moved to tears. "But, son! You have to understand, a boy's teenage fantasies are just fantasies. A normal mother and son shouldn't do these things; I'm afraid it will hurt you!"

"I'm not hurt. I've never been happier than this since I was a child. Is this hurt? Will you get pregnant?" I shook my head. "Okay, since no one is hurt, I can assure you, Mom! I want to enjoy this kind of pleasurable sex with you, again and again, forever and ever!" "No, Daniel! We can't do this again, never!" "But, Mom..." I pressed my finger to Daniel's lips and shook my head violently. This shouldn't happen again! Am I really not joking? This won't happen again? God knows... I'll call Luo and tell him that because of the snow, he has to wait for the snow to clear before he can go home. For the next few days, Daniel and I were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate I had a bad cold and was in bed. I was in bed, but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot body, letting his hard, big cock fully penetrate my wet pussy! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know, "Maybe Brian can guess what happened," but my son and I hid it perfectly!

We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then we'd cuddle and take a nap, and when we woke up, we'd make love again! I sucked on his big, beautiful cock until my mouth was sore. Daniel sucked on my breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. What was most exciting was that enormous, tireless, hard penis, standing there, ready to be used again and again! On the day the weather cleared and I was ready to go home, I got dressed, but found myself feeling empty. I couldn't bear to leave without sucking on Daniel's penis a few times. I squatted down, pulled it out of my pants, and buried my face in it, sucking and blowing until my mouth was filled with hot, thick semen. Only then did I set off for home, completely satisfied.

On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing. Even now, I still can't figure out "why" it happened. I only know that's how it happened. You might say that mother and son must have felt guilty, but you'd be sorely mistaken. Even I don't believe it myself. Not only did I feel no guilt whatsoever, but I also developed a deep and intense desire for Daniel. My only guilt was feeling sorry for Law! My remorse towards Law didn't quell my desire; instead, it brought Daniel back when he and his fraternity went on vacation to an outlying island. Mother and son were inseparable, constantly sucking, licking, thrusting, and making love until they were exhausted.

Daniel stayed home after graduating in May, only leaving in September to start graduate school. Throughout the summer, I often encouraged him to go out with his friends and date girls his own age.

However, every time he went on a date with a girl, I would be terribly jealous all night long, until the next morning when Luo left for work, Daniel climbed into my bed, and the two of us would immediately engage in intense, silent sucking and licking, and only after satisfying our desires would I feel relieved.

When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, terrified that I would lose him!

Thank God! Today is Monday after Thanksgiving. After seeing Daniel off at the airport, I've been filled with excitement and gratitude, thanking God that this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my already empty stomach...

[The End]

"Are you really not going, honey?"

"I want to go, Anna! But I have two client meetings scheduled today, I might be busy until the early hours!"

"No, no, no! It's not your fault, Ro! Daniel's birthday is Thursday, and I only found out last night that he's planning a birthday party this weekend! He sounded like a spoiled brat begging for birthday cake on the phone, so I couldn't bear to refuse when he asked us to attend!"

"Okay, I won't say anymore! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!"

"I won't say anything either, I'm busy tonight! It might take six hours to get there!"

"Oh! How about a couple of drinks?" Luo Yang raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "How about a couple of drinks?" After he finished speaking, he put on gloves and walked around the kitchen table, whispering in my ear, "And you know what our after-dinner entertainment is like!"

When we kissed goodbye, his hand went up from under my skirt to my thigh, his fingers pressing firmly on my mons pubis, the friction through my underwear arousing my whole body! I reluctantly pushed him away forcefully: "Look what you've done! Don't come home drunk again tonight! I haven't had meat in over a week, and if you leave me feeling empty again, I'll make you regret it!"

After a passionate kiss, Luo said, "Taxes? Anna! You can rest assured, I guarantee I'll be full of energy tonight, absolutely satisfied, and I'll 'pay' everything!"

After giving him another kiss, I went inside, took a few deep breaths of cool air to calm my passionate heart, then packed the gift I needed to bring Daniel and hit the road.

The temperature inside the car rose quickly, so before heading onto the state highway, I stopped to take off my coat and gloves to make myself more comfortable while driving.

The state highway was sparsely populated and unobstructed, perfect for a high-speed drive. Sitting in my new Besturn 300, with its straight roads, fast speeds, and bright lights, driving was incredibly exhilarating and exhilarating.

I was on my way to my son's 21st birthday party! He's 21 already! I'm 21, but I still clearly remember my birthday—February 14, 1974. Mark and I had been married for almost three years then. Daniel was a happy and lively two-year-old, while I was anything but happy.

I ended the marriage when Daniel was five, and Mark left for another city, never to be heard from again.

Therefore, I absolutely do not approve of getting married too young. Think about it, can you maintain a marriage living in a moving Chevrolet? Eating, drinking, relieving yourself, even making love—all in the car! Gentlemen, could you stand it?

The next ten years flew by. I completed my university studies and got a good job. My son and I depended on each other. Because it was just the two of us, we cherished each other even more and grew closer. Our relationship developed from mother and son to friends, and even closer confidants. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together.

Then... I often thought to myself that I might never meet another man I truly liked! That's when Law appeared—mature, steady, humorous, and reliable Law!

My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired, and Law took over his duties. After only two seasons, he showed me great care in every way, and I realized I liked him, admiring his talent and demeanor, not just a pretty face and a clueless idiot.

By the time Law and I got married, Daniel had grown quite handsome, and he gladly welcomed Law into our lives.

Luo didn't want to be a "domineering dad," and Daniel never stomped on the floor to create a "sphere of influence." They respected each other and got along very well, often sitting comfortably together watching sports and TV shows.

This kind of life was fantastic! Okay! To make a long story short, it was simply "fantastic"! I no longer had to grumble or complain about how hard life was, because looking around, very few people could live as comfortably as I did.

While driving and lost in thought, a small question suddenly occurred to me: I look much younger than 40, not at all like someone with a 21-year-old son in college. So, what will it be like when I introduce my mom at a party, saying, "This is my mom!"? I can't wait to find out!

Take music as an example. I keep up with the times and have avant-garde ideas. Although I listen to old songs on the radio most of the time, I am a fan of R.E.M. and U2. Whenever I listen to the lead singer Pearl Jam's extremely emotional voice, I always tremble with excitement!

Thinking back to my high school days, one summer vacation, seven of us friends (four boys and three girls) squeezed into an old, big, beat-up car that I forgot whose it was, to go on vacation. But we were stopped by the police after only one mile because we were going too slowly, and there was already a long, long line of cars behind us. That weekend, we all huddled together at the camp, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting excited, having sex on a whim, and letting our minds go completely blank. Tonight should be just as fun and exciting! My figure still fascinates many men; I'm beautiful, petite, and in great shape, with gorgeous legs. How beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I'm a sight to behold! My round buttocks are alluring in jeans, and as for my full breasts, although they've sagged a little, Luo says they're still very perky and sexy. Of course, my waist and hips are a bit thicker because I've had children, but overall, I'm still very attractive and charming!

I'm actually quite curious to know when my body will change, just like how I suddenly realize I'm no longer young. Maybe one day I'll find my body has changed, my buttocks are covered in a lump of fat, my body is like a gasoline barrel, just like a typical middle-aged or elderly woman. That would be... Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Oh! ...

Damn! ...

I was so engrossed in daydreaming that I forgot to control my speed. A police car behind me was sirens blaring, warning me to pull over.

I signaled and slowly pulled over to the shoulder. A police car stopped behind me. Before opening the door, the officer checked his hat in the rearview mirror. While he did so, I quickly checked myself and pulled my skirt up a few inches. "It's not a big deal, right? Nobody's going to die, is they?"

I rolled down the window. The officer bent down and asked for my driver's license to register it. He was tall and young, and I could tell from his uniform that he had a large penis! His name tag read "T. Boyd." I saw him glance at my chest first, then stare intently. "I'm wearing a low-cut top." I thought I was lucky! Maybe I could get away with this! To get out of there quickly, I risked losing my position as a council member of the National Women's Association, quickly giving him a disdainful look, then looking at him with an innocent, almost tearful gaze and saying, "How much was I speeding? Officer!

I really didn't mean to, because I hadn't been going more than half a car ahead for a while, so I was careless." "You were almost 70 miles over! I spotted you on the last bend, Mom!"

"Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd been with me for a while already!

"Anna Crest... is all this information accurate?"

"Yes, officer, all the information is accurate."

The officer walked back to his car, and I saw him talking on the radio and writing something. Damn it! Looks like a speeding ticket is inevitable! I started worrying about how to explain it to the insurance agent.

The young officer got out of his car and leaned against my window. His face was so close that I could smell his cologne—aramis, the kind I like. He was so close that I felt very uncomfortable. A thought popped into my head: I'd rather sit in the back of the patrol car and suck his penis than get a speeding ticket.

"Mrs. Crest..." His voice was stern, but his eyes couldn't leave my chest.

"Mrs. Crest! This time I'm only giving you a warning. I hope you'll be careful with your speed for the rest of the journey." "Thank you, handsome officer! I will." She gave him her most charming smile: "I promise I will!"

"On the other hand, if you're heading east, no matter where you're going, you can't avoid the impending blizzard, that's what the weather forecast says. Be careful!" Good heavens! How could this happen? It's all my fault for forgetting to listen to the Philadelphia weather report before leaving, and Daniel didn't warn me about the blizzard.

"Thank you for the warning, officer! ...And thank you for informing me of the coming snowstorm..."

The handsome officer looked at my thighs, then moved to my chest, finally gave me a slight smile, and walked away from the car window. "Goodbye! Drive carefully!"

"I will!" I drove back into the lane and continued on!

Until I was half an hour away from Philadelphia, there wasn't a drop of rain or snow, but when it did come, it was a very strong blizzard. I was almost at Daniel's place, and I wanted to turn back, but I was already so far from home, so I gritted my teeth and continued on. However, the short journey took more than an hour to reach the campus, and I even slipped 180 degrees twice on the wet streets, which scared me half to death!

With a sigh of relief, I slowly drove into the campus, parked the car near Daniel's dormitory, turned off the key and the engine. Finally, I was there, safe. That last hour of driving was absolutely awful; it almost killed me. I still feel a lingering fear when I think about it!

Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into the icy, wet, and cold snow, about four inches deep. Like a refugee, clutching my shoes, handbag, gloves, and coat, I stumbled and half-slipped to the entrance of Daniel's dormitory building. I grabbed the indoor phone hanging on the wall and dialed Daniel's number.

"Hey!" "Is Daniel there?" "Yes, just a moment!" The person who answered placed the phone on a hard object; a crackling sound pierced my ears, then came from afar: "Hey! You asshole! A chick's looking for you!" "Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.

"How should I know? You're a son of a bitch!"

"Fuck your father!" Then came "Hey!" "Daniel!" "Mom! Oh!...Where are you?" "Downstairs, come down and help me through the emergency exit!" "Oh! Okay, I'll call Luo and tell him about the weather, and ask him to tell you to stay home and not come."

"Daniel! Go into your dorm first, I'm so wet and cold, I can't take it anymore!" "Oh! Okay, sorry, Mom! I'm coming down right away!"

"Get a few strong classmates to come with you, honey! I brought some goodies in the car." I

went through the second door so that Daniel could come downstairs and see me as soon as he stepped out of the elevator. This university has a very comprehensive security system for its student dormitories, so although the campus isn't in the best location, I don't mind. After all, student safety—including mine, Daniel's—is the most important thing!

I'm standing in one of four student dormitory buildings. Daniel has lived here for four years, but he was only assigned to the best dormitory area, reserved for athletes and upperclassmen, this year. Daniel's dormitory has a spacious living/dining room, a kitchen, three bedrooms, and two bathrooms. Daniel has three roommates: Brian is an upperclassman, and Stephen and Tom share a room, both underclassmen. They are members of the same club and seem to get along quite well.

The elevator doors opened, and Daniel and two unfamiliar boys came out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as we entered, I immediately grabbed my son's hand tightly: "Hi! Baby, how are you?"

"Great, Mom! I can't believe you made it here through such a strong snowstorm."

"Yeah! It wasn't easy, baby! Can we go upstairs to your dorm and change into dry socks? My feet are freezing. The key is here, and the car is parked in row 20, number 2 or 3."

"No problem, Mom! We'll follow right up!" They walked towards the parking lot, and at the same time, the elevator arrived. As we got in, I quickly tidied myself up.

As I knocked on the door and opened the dorm room door, the three of them arrived in the elevator. They stepped out with a loud "thud," their belongings hitting the hallway floor.

It was Saturday afternoon, and it seemed Daniel and his roommates were preparing a small party and had already set everything up. The TV was showing a basketball game, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo system, which was playing some unfamiliar, melancholic music. But the biggest pastime was watching the snow. With the curtains fully drawn, the view from the fifteenth floor was truly magnificent!

Following Daniel into his bedroom, he took out two different pairs of white knee-high socks, smelled them, and then gave them to me. As we talked, I slipped my hand under my skirt, wiggled my hips, pulled my soaking wet underwear up to my knees, then peeled it off from my feet. Wearing dry socks felt so comfortable and warm.

Daniel's friends, seeing the two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy, cheered loudly and immediately put the beer in the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first called Luo to let him know I had arrived safely, then asked everyone if they were hungry. After getting their answers, I divided the two large bags of food I had brought into pots and put them on the stove to cook.

"This is what I brought, guys! There's pasta, meat, and homemade bread. It took me ages to prepare this. Come on! Everyone, try it and see how it tastes!" I shouted!

The aroma of cooking in private must have filled the air, as the young men arrived one after another. Before long, I knew I needed to make extra sauce and knead more dough. The crowd grew larger, and I bustled about in the kitchen, serving dishes and constantly cutting bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, pushed through the crowd to bring me my second drink and helped serve the food to this pack of hungry wolves.

The stereo system blared, and the crowd huddled together, chatting—a truly joyful and heartwarming scene. Brian helped me clean the dishes, and as we washed, we talked about music, school, and the snow. My third drink slipped down my throat without me even realizing it. By the fourth glass, I knew I'd had a bit too much; I felt slightly dizzy. When Brian brushed against my buttocks or chest while working, I noticed my skin had become extremely sensitive, arousing at the slightest touch.

Holding Daniel's birthday cake, I squeezed into the center of the crowd, lit the candles, and as I placed the cake on the low coffee table in front of the birthday boy, I felt Brian's hand touch my buttocks. While everyone was cutting the cake, Brian and I retreated to the kitchen and opened a second bottle of wine.

After working from afternoon until evening, it was time to catch our breath. We sat down to chat, play drinking games, and watch the blizzard outside the window. Occasionally, Brian would invite me to dance, and when he pulled me close, I could clearly feel his erection. We drank until the bottles were empty, and I, emboldened by the alcohol, continued drinking beer.

Later, when I felt fatigue and intoxication set in, the crowd had moved on to who-knows-where for their party; the entire dorm was empty and quiet, like a ghost town, without a soul in sight or a sound.

I knew I couldn't stay up all night, but I had no clothes to change into. I asked Daniel if he could lend me a t-shirt or a shirt.

"Sure, Mom! It's in the second drawer, you choose!" I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth with my fingers, and then went back to Daniel's bedroom. I carefully took off my skirt and bra, hanging them on the hanger. I hesitated about whether to take off my bra, but finally decided that comfort was more important than shame—taking off my bra always made me feel fucking comfortable!

I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my head and hands, and pulled the pullover down to my buttocks. I looked down and around. Wow! It was really short, just enough to cover my buttocks. Looking in the full-length mirror, I could see the white thong between my legs. I shrugged, made a face at myself in the mirror, and muttered to myself, "Whatever, it's just for sleeping in, it's fine!"

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door. Brian opened it. "Hi, Anna, I was wondering if there's anything else I could do for you? Please let me know, don't be shy."

I couldn't remember when he started calling me "Anna" instead of "Mrs. Crest," but I didn't want to correct him and just let it be. I stood there, not daring to move an inch, afraid that if I moved, I would immediately expose myself.

Brian leaned against the doorframe with a smile, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk, his upper body bare. His shoulders were broad, his chest smooth and hairless, and his abdomen looked strong and muscular, his four-pack abs clearly defined like a neatly packed package.

"Where's Daniel?" "He's asleep on the sofa. It's quiet all around, like it's just the two of us, huh?" "Huh? What's wrong, Brian?"

"Don't you think you want something?" I knew he was trying to seduce me. If I wasn't mistaken, all night Brian had occasionally touched my butt, brushed against my chest, even his slow dance—everything was a provocation. That brat! I'm old enough to be his mother, let alone the mother of his best friend!

Brian was confident in her performance and seduction, but I knew that if I gave in to his advances, I wouldn't be able to face Daniel and myself tomorrow.

"Thank you, Brian! It's nothing."

"And you don't want anything, Anna?"

"Nothing at all, Brian! Goodnight then, thank you for your service."

"Okay, goodnight Anna! See you tomorrow!" Brian shrugged and smiled.

For some reason, lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep. The long journey, the blizzard, rushing to make dough, and that damned alcohol—scenes kept flashing through my mind, making me unusually alert and restless like a worker ant. Maybe it was the uneven mattress in Daniel's, or maybe it was the rising desires and the palpitations in my body—anything to do, I just couldn't sleep!

After lying there for a while, I heard the dormitory door open and close, followed by noise from the next room. That noise only fueled my already aroused thoughts. Through the thin wall beside the bed, the sounds of the couple flirting, thrusting, and the girl's wanton moans drifted into my ears without any concealment. They made my mouth dry, my body hot, restless, and drenched in sweat; my underwear was hot and damp. I couldn't resist pressing my ear against the wall to listen until they reached their climax. A moment later, they left, leaving me alone again with my lingering desire.

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly drifted into a light sleep. Just as I was about to fall into a deep sleep, I was awakened by the sound of the toilet flushing. Then the bedroom door opened. Thinking that perhaps Brian was still determined to take advantage of me, I pretended to be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door and facing the wall. I heard the door close, then the sound of clothes being undressed, and then someone came to bed.

It was Daniel; he quickly fell asleep. He must have drunk too much and forgotten that his mother was sleeping here. After using the bathroom, he subconsciously went back to his room and slept in bed. I pulled the covers over both of them. I knew that unless I woke Daniel up and made him leave, there was no room for me in the dorm (except for Brian's bed, of course). So I had to get out of bed before Daniel woke up tomorrow morning. Thinking this, I turned over and continued sleeping.

Before I even fell asleep, Daniel moved closer to me, and I immediately felt something hard pressing against my back. Then he turned over. A mysterious force seemed to be tempting me. Secretly delighted, I mischievously turned and pulled back the covers. The reading lamp on Daniel's desk was on, and everything in the room was clearly visible. Whoa! Good heavens! Good heavens! Daniel's underwear was bulging like a tent, and protruding from it was the largest penis I had ever seen—my son's! Like a shameless girl, I pulled the covers over myself, then pulled them back up a moment later. Daniel's penis was still so erect it looked like his underwear was about to tear.

Hesitating for a while, I was finally overcome by intense desire. I reached down to the slit in his underwear and pulled it open to see what was inside.

Daniel's penis throbbed and sprang out from the crotch of his underwear, erect and exaggeratedly large. It was not only long, but also as thick as my hand. The enormous glans was a deep peach-pink, its surface taut, glistening with oil. In my thirty or forty years, I had never seen anything like it.

Recalling the times I bathed my son, I couldn't believe he would grow up to be like this, and a secret, smug smile crept across my face.

Perhaps the strong air conditioning made him feel cold; Daniel pulled the blanket over himself and turned over. I hurriedly pulled myself back under the covers and lay down, my mind preoccupied with my son's incredible size, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Daniel turned around again, this time assuming a spoon-like position, his front against my back. His penis, still hard and erect, hung outside my underwear; I could feel its heat pressing against me.

I lay there, afraid to move, until the position became unbearably uncomfortable. Then, I nervously twisted and turned, but unexpectedly… unexpectedly, when I stopped moving, Daniel's massive penis slid between my legs.

Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "meat," the state sergeant's strange fantasies,

Brian's intentional or unintentional brushes past me and his open flirting, the stimulation of alcohol, the sounds of the couple making love next door—all these things combined, layer upon layer, leaving me incredibly aroused and unbearably lonely.

Desire and reason battled again and again, but in the end, I couldn't resist the burning fire of lust. However, as I moved away and took off my underwear, I even tried to convince myself that it wasn't my choice, but rather the alcohol that was to blame! I moved back to my previous position, letting his huge penis slide between my legs again, and with a slight twist, it immediately pressed against my wet vulva. I could clearly feel Daniel's hard, hot glans pressing against my alluring, lustful opening; with the slightest movement, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp, panting with excitement!

I gently raised my right leg, opened my mouth, slowly pushed my butt back, and started inserting the glans inside. Feeling this, I was so excited that I almost let it out! After a while, I felt that the hard penis had been inserted into my body.

Daniel was still asleep, but his subconscious reflex led him to reach out across his shoulders and caress my breasts, twist his buttocks, thrust regularly and forcefully, and go deeper and deeper into me each time.

My biological son fucked and raped myself in his sleep! oh! Oh my God! I like it! I really like this taste! After a while, Daniel began thrusting rapidly, moaning softly, then held me tightly, ejaculating inside me. His hot, thick semen gushed out, and I couldn't control myself from ejaculating as well.

After ejaculating, Daniel gave me a few more gentle thrusts, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep, snoring.

Then, without realizing it, I also drifted off to sleep!

In my hazy state, I found myself in a distant, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a little strange; it was snowing, yet the sky was clear and blue, and I didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs wide open, inside the back of a Pennsylvania State Police car. Although I couldn't see the markings, the flashing hazard lights on the roof made it clear it was a police car.

Something or someone was licking between my legs, making me unbearably itchy. I looked down, and wow! A brown state trooper's wide-brimmed cap was covering my lower body. I thought it must be Officer Boyd, wearing the cap, sucking my vulva! What was happening?

I pulled my head back down heavily, gazing at the clear blue sky and the heavy snow falling, intently watching what he was doing. He inserted his tongue into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva, gently sucking my labia with his lips and teeth. These actions immediately ignited my lust, making me feel restless and almost surrendering to an orgasm.

At the crucial moment, Officer Boyd stopped sucking and moved upwards, and I couldn't help but sob softly. The officer lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple, his hat still obscuring his face.

Although I was a little disappointed that my vagina wasn't being serviced by a mouth, I immediately noticed him moving his hips forward. I felt his hard, hot penis trembling, searching for the entrance. I eagerly twisted and turned, and when the glans correctly pressed against my wet opening, the stimulation made me gasp.

Officer Boyd also excitedly groaned, and when he pushed in forcefully and thrust all the way in, he groaned again.

Wow! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing! The officer's penis was huge, filling me completely. Then he began thrusting in and out heavily into my eager, lustful hole, each thrust pushing my buttocks deep into the car seat. Luckily, the seat was very soft and comfortable, otherwise, how could my buttocks have endured it? I groaned and begged, "I...faster! Officer Boyd! Faster, harder!" Suddenly, I realized who the officer was. My heart skipped a beat, and I opened my eyes abruptly.

It was Daniel!

Under the covers, Daniel was on top of me, staring at me. The scene just now was just a dream, but the sex was real! My son was raping me!

"Daniel! Stop! Get off me, leave me!"

"Come on, Mom! Why couldn't you let me stop last night?"

"I...I...I..." Daniel continued thrusting in and out without stopping for a moment. Soon, the feeling from last night surged back into my mind. I had never experienced such a huge thing before. "Please, please stop! Son! Listen to me, we can't do this, it's wrong!" "Mom! Please, don't tell me to stop now, please!" Daniel said as he thrust faster and faster. I knew he was about to climax and ejaculate! I reached out and held his face tenderly, saying, "Okay, son! Mom promises you!"

In fact, it wasn't just that Daniel was nearing climax; to my surprise, my buttocks involuntarily arched upwards in rhythm with Daniel's thrusts, my arms encircling his neck, my legs rising and tightly wrapped around his waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.

I also reached my climax! It was this pleasure that killed me; I had never experienced such an exciting orgasm before. I don't know how I would live without such climaxes in the future.

I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to prevent myself from crying out in excitement. As I tasted my son's blood in my mouth, Daniel simultaneously ejaculated inside me! Overwhelmed by stimulation, tension, and excitement, I could no longer endure it and passed out! I slowly awoke, opening my eyes to a pitch-black room. I blinked rapidly, taking a deep breath.

Daniel sat on the mattress, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other draped over his shoulder.

"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.

I grasped his hand and said, "Yeah, wow!... You know what? This shouldn't have happened!"

Daniel nodded.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, son! It was a mistake, and I won't do it with you again."

"Are you kidding me, Mom? I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm lucid, I long to spend every beautiful spring day with you!"

I was moved to tears. "But, son! You have to understand, a boy's teenage fantasies are just fantasies. A normal mother and son shouldn't do these things; I'm afraid it will hurt you!"

"I'm not hurt. I've never been happier than this since I was a child. Is this hurt? Will you get pregnant?" I shook my head. "Okay, since no one is hurt, I can assure you, Mom! I want to enjoy this kind of pleasurable sex with you, again and again, forever and ever!" "No, Daniel! We can't do this again, never!" "But, Mom..." I pressed my finger to Daniel's lips and shook my head violently. This shouldn't happen again! Am I really not joking? This won't happen again? God knows... I'll call Luo and tell him that because of the snow, he has to wait for the snow to clear before he can go home. For the next few days, Daniel and I were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate I had a bad cold and was in bed. I was in bed, but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot body, letting his hard, big cock fully penetrate my wet pussy! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know, "Maybe Brian can guess what happened," but my son and I hid it perfectly!

We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then we'd cuddle and take a nap, and when we woke up, we'd make love again! I sucked on his big, beautiful cock until my mouth was sore. Daniel sucked on my breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. What was most exciting was that enormous, tireless, hard penis, standing there, ready to be used again and again! On the day the weather cleared and I was ready to go home, I got dressed, but found myself feeling empty. I couldn't bear to leave without sucking on Daniel's penis a few times. I squatted down, pulled it out of my pants, and buried my face in it, sucking and blowing until my mouth was filled with hot, thick semen. Only then did I set off for home, completely satisfied.

On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing. Even now, I still can't figure out "why" it happened. I only know that's how it happened. You might say that mother and son must have felt guilty, but you'd be sorely mistaken. Even I don't believe it myself. Not only did I feel no guilt whatsoever, but I also developed a deep and intense desire for Daniel. My only guilt was feeling sorry for Law! My remorse towards Law didn't quell my desire; instead, it brought Daniel back when he and his fraternity went on vacation to an outlying island. Mother and son were inseparable, constantly sucking, licking, thrusting, and making love until they were exhausted.

Daniel stayed home after graduating in May, only leaving in September to start graduate school. Throughout the summer, I often encouraged him to go out with his friends and date girls his own age.

However, every time he went on a date with a girl, I would be terribly jealous all night long, until the next morning when Luo left for work, Daniel climbed into my bed, and the two of us would immediately engage in intense, silent sucking and licking, and only after satisfying our desires could I feel relieved.

When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, terrified of losing him!

Thank God! Today is Monday after Thanksgiving. After seeing Daniel off at the airport, I've been filled with excitement and gratitude, thanking God that this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my already…

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