Watching porn with mom

Sex, the only pleasure lies here! People are endlessly obsessed with pure love, forgetting that marriage is nothing more than a contract, and morality and love are merely self-deceiving and laborious constructs to maintain this contract. I vow to enjoy all the sex in the world, to play with women who appear chaste but harbor lust within.
I often watch porn in my room, and I turn the volume up very high. My father is rarely home; he does business in another city. These porn films are either depicting Japanese family incest or mother-swapping. The moans of those lustful women are scorching, all from lonely, restless housewives.
Once, my mother happened to catch me watching and became very angry, yelling, "How could you watch such vulgar things?"
I didn't answer, but she didn't continue to scold me either; she just warned me never to watch them again. There's only one computer in the house, which my mother and I share. She often uses the internet to search for information and write articles. During the few days I stayed at school, my mother could use the computer alone. I suddenly had a whimsical idea: I pasted quick links to several incestuous movies on the computer desktop and labeled them. Hehe, this way, Mom can see it every time she turns on her computer.
All ready, I went to school with peace of mind. When I came back on the weekend, the link was still there. It seems Mom isn't entirely against it! I used the same trick again and added a few more. Several days later, it was still there, not deleted (Mom probably wants to watch it too, hehe).
I like to watch porn while masturbating, but one time Mom caught me and said,
"What are you doing! And get rid of all that stuff you've put up!"
I laughed and said, "You watched it?"
Mom blushed and scolded me angrily, "It's all incest stuff, so disgusting!"
Hahaha, I see. I immediately opened the most exciting mother-son incest movie and said,
"Take a look at this."
Mom immediately ran out, her big buttocks swaying.
And so it went for several weeks. One time, I was watching porn when my mother caught me again. She actually laughed and said,
"Watching this rubbish again, a bunch of old sluts!"
This time, surprisingly, she didn't get angry. You see, she had scolded me the previous times, and once even slapped me!
This time, she just laughed and scolded, "Look what you've done! Vulgar! They're all lewd Japanese!"
I glanced at her; her smile was contemptuous, seemingly dismissive, but her eyes were fixed on the screen. After she left, I again lewdly stared at her swaying, large buttocks and fat legs. Through her shorts, I could clearly see she was wearing black thongs. Her buttocks were very large; the thongs barely covered her anus, and the plump, white flesh was faintly visible.
I thought my chance was coming soon, so I decided not to watch porn for the next few days. I was very considerate of my mother these days. Once, I was massaging her feet when she suddenly asked, "Why aren't you watching porn anymore, sweetie?"
I smiled and didn't say anything.
Mom chimed in, "The Japanese are all perverts! Look at what they've done, making incestuous movies!"
I said, "It's nothing, don't worry, I won't go astray."
Mom said, "Those old Japanese women, doing these things even at their age!"
I said, "They make money, and they like it too. The Japanese are very erotic, it's normal for them."
As I said this, looking at Mom's plump body, I joked,
"Mom, you should lose some weight, haha, if you don't lose weight you'll have trouble walking."
Mom smiled, patted her thigh coquettishly, and said, "Look at my thighs, they're not bad, not worse than when I was young!"
I seized the opportunity and said, "Let me measure them, is it really true?"
Then I reached out and hugged Mom's big white legs with my fingers, secretly kneading her delicate skin, so tender and white!
I touched Mom's plump legs and said, "They're still quite tender, um."
Mom smiled so hard her face turned red, and gave me a light punch. Taking advantage of the moment, I hugged her sexy, smooth arm again. My mother scolded me shyly,
"Alright, you rascal, stop laughing at me. Give me your medicine, drink it so you can sleep."
So I went out to get it. I poured out some of the decocted medicine and sprinkled in a small amount of the aphrodisiac I had carefully prepared. I didn't intend to get my hands on my mother right away. My mother drank the medicine, joked with me for a while, felt sleepy, and went to sleep. I wasn't in a hurry to do anything with my mother, so I went back to my room to sleep.
The next morning, I was on summer vacation and staying at home with my mother. My mother woke me up early and said affectionately,
"Hehe, have I gained weight again today?"
I said, "Actually, Mom has a good figure. I like plump figures. Your figure is very sexy."
My mother laughed and scolded, "You rascal, you have no manners!"
My mother smiled and unconsciously put her hand on her plump buttocks, groping around, before going to the toilet to pee.
This went on for another week. Every night, Mom would flirt and chat with me, drinking a small amount of aphrodisiac I had prepared. This aphrodisiac wasn't very potent; it had a nourishing and beautifying effect, and Mom's skin and breasts became increasingly alluring. The aphrodisiac's aphrodisiac properties gradually took effect, and Mom would often chat with me for a long time after drinking it, almost consciously and proactively flirting with me, talking about Japanese movies or my "failed" romantic relationships.
I noticed that Mom was becoming increasingly unconcerned about me watching incestuous movies and no longer hesitant to discuss inappropriate topics, such as her sex life with Dad, how my ex-girlfriends were doing, and women's menstrual cycles. So, I boldly went behind Mom and hugged her, occasionally touching her breasts. Mom didn't seem to mind; it seemed she was completely under my control!
My mother doesn't mind me touching her breasts now, which means 1. After spending so much time with her, I've uncovered all her long-hidden lust; 2. Under the influence of aphrodisiacs, my mother is incredibly alluring, and her increasingly seductive and mature body has clearly stirred her inner desires. I wait patiently, not in a hurry to have sex with my mother. I want her to initiate sex with me so I can guarantee success. A sudden idea made me
ecstatic .
That day, I invited my mother to go online with me. My mother said, "You're not going to trick me into watching porn, are you? I won't do it!"
I said, "No, you always say you don't know how to use the internet, let me teach you."
My mother didn't object, so I turned on the computer and pretended to teach her. After a while,
I said, "When you're home alone, why don't you chat online? You must be lonely."
Mom said, "What's the point of chatting? It's all so superficial online, I'm not interested."
I said, "Don't rush me, I'll teach you first. Whether you chat or not is up to you."
So I told Mom about a chat room for middle-aged people, taught her how to enter and how to chat, and spent the whole night doing so. In the following days, I continued to talk to Mom as usual, and also went online with her from time to time, repeatedly teaching her how to chat online. Although Mom didn't really like it, I kept letting her learn a lot. Mom had a habit of using the same username when chatting: "Elegant Woman 40." It wasn't a flashy name, but quite a few people would try to chat with her. Mom didn't like having a bunch of people around her, so she would chat for about ten minutes and then log off.
Finally, I figured out when Mom would be online.
One day, I told my mom that school had started and that although graduation was approaching, I would still be staying at school for a while. So I packed up and went back to school. That evening, I went to an internet cafe and immediately opened the chat room. Sure enough, I saw "Elegant Woman 40"! My heart was pounding with excitement. I randomly chose a name and started chatting with my mom. My mom didn't reply much. After waiting a while, guessing she was about to log off, I asked her if she came online often. She replied, "Yes," and I told her we could chat again tomorrow. A few days later, I went home and asked my mom if she had enjoyed chatting these past few days. She said nothing much, just passing the time. I thought she must have been spending a lot more time online these past few days. That night, I went to my mom's room to read, and she went online again.
This time, she stayed online for over an hour. Perhaps she was having a good chat with someone, because she happily said to me, "Chatting is quite fun!"
I chuckled to myself and didn't reply. The opportunity had finally arrived! I could finally show off my skills!
On Monday, I went back to school and went to the internet cafe to chat with my mom again that evening. This time, I used a very provocative name, "I Really Want My Mom!" and started chatting with my mom. I asked her if she was busy and if she'd like to chat. At first, she ignored me, but then I kept sending her messages.
After almost an hour, she suddenly replied, "You're a mother-cradler."
I replied, "Yes, I really like my mom, and she loves me too."
She then asked, "Have you two been intimate?"
I said, "Hehe, how did you know?"
She couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Seeing your name made me very excited."
I said, "My mom and I have been intimate, and we still are."
My mom's restless womanly heart was finally ignited, and she asked me what exactly happened. I made up a story, saying that my father didn't love my mom, that she was very sad and lonely, that I comforted her, and so on, rambling on and on.
My mom was clearly very interested, so I asked her again, "What do you think? Do you have children?"
She said, "I have a son."
I said, "You're probably alone too,
aren't you?" She said, "Yes."
I gradually teased her lonely desires, making her feel that I cared about her and that we had similar experiences. I described my fantasies about my mother as my sexual experiences, saying that I often chatted with her online about sex. My mother was attracted by my teasing and asked me about my feelings about having sex with my own mother.
I said, "It's okay, as long as we love each other."
Then I went on to describe my thoughts about my mother's alluring body.
The more I talked, the more relaxed and bolder my mother became, even laughing, "What you're saying is making me a little wet!"
I asked, "Why not with your son? Wouldn't that be better?"
My mother said, "My son is still young, I wouldn't dare let him do that."
I asked, "Does your son like you?"
My mother said, "Yes."
I said, "That's good then, don't be afraid."
My mother said, "But he is still my son, I wouldn't dare do that!"
At this point, I had completely aroused my mother's desire.
I boldly said, "Can you be my mother online? My mother went back to her parents' home, and I haven't had sex with her in a long time."
My mother said, "You want me to have sex with you?"
So I called her "Mom" online, and my mother liked it very much, and we couldn't help but have sex online! I could almost picture my mother's wanton and lewd state, so I intensified my efforts, completely immersing her in imagined erotic pleasure. We chatted for over an hour before she finally said she was tired and we said goodbye.
I deliberately left a day free, and went to see her again on the third day.
As soon as she saw me, she eagerly started chatting with me, asking, "Why didn't you come yesterday and made her wait all night?"
I quickly apologized, saying I had an urgent matter and couldn't come. We talked for a long time again; my mother already treated me like her own child, very affectionately.
Now, everything was ready; all I had to do was gently nudge her, and her eager, restless lust would be aroused. I returned home full of confidence.
When my mother saw me, her face unconsciously flushed, and she gently said, "You're back."
I smiled and said a few words to her. That evening, I secretly observed my mother in front of the computer; she was anxiously waiting for me to come online, both impatient and expectant. Finally, she got annoyed, turned off the computer, and went back to her room to talk to me.
I said, "Mom, how have you been these past few days?"
Mom reached out and touched my face, saying, "I'm fine."
I grabbed Mom's hand and boldly kissed it again and again. Mom didn't pull her hand away, letting me caress and kiss her.
I softly said, "Mom, you're getting more and more beautiful."
Mom smiled sweetly and said, "Don't tease me, you little rascal!"
I reached out and hugged Mom's full shoulders, then kissed her cheek and stroked her small, delicate earlobe.
I couldn't help but say, "Mom, I love you!"
Mom eagerly raised her bright eyes, slightly parted her cherry lips, and said, "Yes, Mom loves you too!"
I hugged Mom again, kissed her forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "Dear Mom, I want you!"
I knew the final, crucial moment had arrived; if I missed it, I would be a complete fool! I suddenly hugged Mom tightly, impatiently pressing my lips to her cherry lips, sucking desperately. Mom hugged me, fell into my arms, struggled slightly, and then went limp. My mother's mature, alluring flesh leaned against me, soft and tender like cooked noodles.
I kissed her while groping her large breasts, digging into her nipples. My mother tensed, letting out a soft "Ah!" I felt her breasts growing larger, and I immediately laid her on the bed, stripping off her thin shirt and bra, revealing her large, white breasts that I had longed for for so long. My breathing quickened as I removed her panties. My mother was already unconscious and unable to resist, letting me manipulate her flesh. Desperate to possess her, I didn't tease her further, but instead, with a little saliva, I thrust my penis directly into her long-desired, plump vagina!
I was incredibly excited, thrusting and pounding. My mother had completely shed her usual seriousness, becoming incredibly wanton, moaning and groaning, her plump flesh swaying and thrashing, driving me crazy! This further fueled my desire to conquer, and I used all my strength to plunge my penis deep into my genitals! Soon, I felt a tingling, numbing pleasure wash over my thighs and penis, a surging urge to release coursing through my body. I instinctively knew it was time to make my mother completely devoted to me, so I thrust even harder and more violently. Under my rapid onslaught, my mother let out a loud scream: "Oh...good son, my big-cocked son, you're so amazing! Your big cock feels so good fucking my cunt! My cunt is being fucked by your son! Harder, harder, fuck my cunt with your big cock!
Shoot all your sperm into my cunt, into your mother's uterus!"
Finally, I thrust forward, a large gush of semen shooting deep into my mother's tight vagina. My mother let out a moan, then went limp. I weakly ejaculated the remaining semen a few times, spilling it onto my mother's plump body.
The rest is history. After being conquered by me, my mother completely submitted to me, becoming my sexual partner. We lived like husband and wife at home.

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