Plump and plump mother

Sex, the only true pleasure lies here! People are always obsessed with pure love, forgetting that marriage
is nothing more than a contract, and morality and love are merely self-deceptive and exhausting constructs to maintain it.
I vowed to enjoy all the sex in the world, to toy with women who outwardly appear chaste but inwardly harbor lust. I'll
start with my mother. This is because I've long seen through her desires: she enjoys being raped while feigning aversion to sex!
Heh, alright, here I come!
So I often watched porn in my room, with the volume turned up high. My father rarely came home; he was thoroughly fed up with
my mother's constant complaining and his own incompetence, so he simply stopped coming back. These porn films were nothing more than Japanese
family incest or mother-swapping schemes. Those lustful mothers, their moans burning deep within,
were all lonely, restless housewives. Once, my mother happened to pass by, watched it, and became very angry, shouting, "
How can you watch such vulgar things?" I didn't answer. But she didn't punish me further, only warning me never
to watch it again. There's only one computer at home, which my mom and I share. She often uses it to search for information and write articles. During
the few days I stayed at school, my mom could use the computer alone. I suddenly had a brilliant idea: I
pasted quick links to several incestuous movies on the computer desktop and labeled them. Hehe, that way, my mom would see them every time she turned on the 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
my mom wasn't entirely against it! I repeated the trick and added a few more. Several days later, it was still there, undeleted
(my mom probably wouldn't delete it anyway, hehe).
I like to masturbate while watching movies, and one time my mom caught me, saying, "What are you doing!
And get rid of all that stuff you've put up!" I laughed and said, "I watched it." My mom blushed and
scolded me angrily, "It's all incestuous stuff, so disgusting!" Hahahaha, so that's how it is. I immediately turned on
the most stimulating incestuous mother-son movie and said, "Take a look at this." My mother immediately ran out, her large,
fleshy buttocks swaying.
This went on for several weeks. One time, I was watching a movie when my mother caught me again. She actually
laughed and said, "Watching this rubbish again, a bunch of old sluts!"
This time, my mother didn't get angry. You see, she had scolded me the previous times, and once even
slapped ! This time, my mother actually 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 my mother
left, I again lewdly stared at her swaying, huge buttocks and fat legs. Through her shorts, I could clearly see that she was
wearing black thongs. My mother's buttocks were very large; the thongs barely covered her anus, and the plump, white
flesh was faintly visible.
My mother seemed exasperated by my behavior, yet couldn't resist her curiosity to know what I had watched,
even though I was certain she had already seen those movies.
I thought my chance was coming soon, so I decided to refrain from watching porn for the next few days. I was very
considerate , helping her with many chores, grocery shopping, and mopping the floor. Since she wasn't feeling well, I also got her medicine, accompanied
her during her exercise, and even gave her massages—of course, just simple, non-provocative gestures.
Gradually, my mother forgot about my distasteful behavior; after all, a mother always loves her son.
One time, while I was massaging my mother's feet, she suddenly asked, "Why aren't you watching porn anymore? You've
learned your lesson!" I smiled and didn't say anything. Mom continued, "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 learn bad things."
Mom said, "Those Japanese old women, so old and still doing these things!" I said, "They make money, and
they like it too. The Japanese are very erotic, it's normal for them."
As I said this, I looked at Mom's plump 95cm body and laughed, "Mom, you should lose some weight,
hehe , if you don't lose weight you'll have trouble walking." Mom smiled and patted her fat legs coquettishly, saying,
"Look, my thigh is probably thicker than your waist!" I took the opportunity to say, "Let me measure it, it might be thicker than
both of my legs!" After saying that, I reached out and hugged Mom's big white legs with my fingers, secretly kneading Mom's delicate 95cm
skin, so tender and white! I touched Mom's fat legs and said, "You're really too fat! You need to lose weight right away, hmm." Mom
smiled so hard her face turned red and she couldn't stop laughing, giving me a hard punch. Taking advantage of the moment, I grabbed her sexy, smooth arm and
kneaded her white flesh, saying, "Look at you, your arm is almost thicker than my foot! You've really become a fat woman!"
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 the medicine, secretly glancing back at my mother. I saw her lowering her head, touching her fleshy legs, slapping them repeatedly,
making "slap slap" sounds, like a fat, horny sow.
I poured out 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 a little sleepy and warm, 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. When Mom saw me early in the morning, she smiled warmly
and said, "Hehe, Mom, have you gained weight again today?" I said, "Actually, Mom has a good figure. I
like fuller figures. Your figure is very sexy." Mom laughed and scolded, "You naughty boy, you have no manners!"
While laughing, Mom unconsciously placed her hand on her plump buttocks and kept groping around before going to the toilet to pee.
This went on for another two weeks. Every night, Mom would flirt and chat with me, and she would drink
a small amount of aphrodisiac that I had prepared. This aphrodisiac wasn't very potent; it was more like a nourishing and beautifying tonic. Mom's
skin and breasts became increasingly alluring and seductive. The aphrodisiac's aphrodisiac effect gradually took hold.
After drinking the medicine, Mom would often chat with me for a long time, almost unconsciously flirting with me, talking about
Japanese movies or my "failed" love stories. I've noticed that my mom is increasingly unconcerned
about me watching incestuous movies and doesn't shy away from discussing inappropriate topics with me, such as her sex life with my dad,
what my ex-girlfriend looked like, and women's menstrual cycles. So, I've become bolder and started hugging her plump waist from behind,
occasionally touching her breasts. My mom doesn't seem to mind; it seems she's completely under my control!
The fact that my mom doesn't mind me touching her breasts now indicates two things: 1. She's been with me for so long...
I have gradually unearthed her long-hidden lust; 2. Nourished by the tonic, my mother
appeared incredibly alluring, and her increasingly seductive and mature body clearly stirred her inner restlessness. I waited patiently,
not in a hurry to have sex with my mother. I wanted her to initiate sex with me so that I could
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 again, 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? It must be lonely." My mother said, "What's the point of chatting? It's all 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 my mother about a chat room for middle-aged people, taught her how to enter and how to chat, and stayed up all night. In the following days,
I continued to chat with my mother as usual, and we would go online together from time to time, with me repeatedly teaching her how to chat online.
Although my mother didn't particularly like it, I managed to teach her a lot. My mother had a habit
of using the same username, "Elegant Woman 40," which wasn't a flashy name, but it attracted many people.
My mother didn't like having a large group of people around her, so she would usually log off after chatting for about ten minutes.
Finally, I figured out when my mother was online.
One day, I told my mother that school had started, and 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 joy. I randomly chose a name and started chatting with my mother.
My mother didn't respond much. After waiting a while, guessing that she was about to log off, I asked her if she came online often. My mother
replied, "Yes," so I told her we could chat again tomorrow. A few days later, I returned home and asked my mother
if she had enjoyed chatting online. She said nothing much, just passing the time. I suspected she
had been spending a lot more time online. That evening, I went to her room to read, while she went online again. This time, she was
online for over an hour. Perhaps she was having a good chat with someone, because she happily told me, "Chatting is quite fun!" I chuckled to myself,
without replying—my chance had finally come! I could finally show off!
On Monday, I went back to school and went to the internet cafe again that evening to chat with my mother. This time, I used a very provocative
username, "I Really Want My Mom!" and initiated the conversation. I asked her if she was busy and if she wanted to chat. At first, she
ignored me, but later I kept sending her messages. Almost an hour later, Mom suddenly sent a message: "You
have a mother complex." I replied, "Yes, I love Mom very much, and Mom loves me very much too." Mom then asked,
"Have you two been intimate?" I said, "Hehe, how did you know?" Mom couldn't hold back any longer and said,
"I get excited when I see your name." I said, "Mom and I have been intimate, and we still are."
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
Mom, that Mom was very sad and lonely, and that I comforted her, etc., rambling on and on. Mom was obviously very
pleased , so I asked her, "How are you? Do you have children?" Mom said, "I have a son." I said, "I guess
you're alone too." Mom said, "Yes." I gradually teased Mom's lonely desires, making her feel that I
cared about her and that we had the same experience. I described my fantasies about Mom as my own sexual experiences,
saying that I often chatted about sex with Mom online. Mom was attracted by my teasing, and she asked me about my psychology when I
had sex . I said, "It's okay, as long as we love each other," and then I
poured out my thoughts about my mother's alluring body. The more my mother talked, the more relaxed and bold she became, even laughing, "What you've said is making me
a little !" I asked, "Why don't you do it with your son? Wouldn't that be better?" My mother
said, "My son is still young, I don'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 don't dare do that!"
At this point, I had completely aroused my mother's desire. I boldly said, "
Can be my mom online? My mom went back to her parents' house, and I haven't had sex with her in a long time." My mom said,
"I want to have sex with you." So I called her "Mom" online. My mom liked it and couldn't help but
engage in online sex with me! I could almost imagine my mom's wanton and lewd behavior, so I intensified my efforts,
completely immersing her in imagined erotic pleasure. We chatted for over an hour before my mom said she was sleepy,
and we said goodbye.
I deliberately left a day free, and went to see my mom again on the third day. As soon as she saw me, she couldn't wait to chat with me, and even
asked, "Why did you..." "I didn't come," which made her wait all night. I quickly apologized, saying I had an emergency and couldn't come. We
talked for a long time. My mother already treated me like her own child, very affectionately.
Now, everything was ready; with just a gentle nudge, my mother's eager and restless desire would be aroused. I returned home
full of confidence . When my mother saw me, her face unconsciously flushed, and she softly said, "You're back."
I smiled and said a few words to my mother. That evening, I secretly observed my mother in front of the computer. I saw her
waiting anxiously, both impatient and expectant. Finally, my mother 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?" My mother reached out and touched my face, saying, "I'm fine, baby." I
grabbed my mother's hand and boldly kissed it again and again. My mother didn't pull her hand away, letting me caress and kiss her. I
said softly, "Mom, you're getting more and more beautiful." My mother smiled charmingly and said, "Don't tease me, you
little rascal!" I reached out and hugged my mother's full shoulders, then kissed her cheek and stroked her small, delicate earlobe.
I couldn't help but say, "Mom, I love you!" My mother eagerly raised her bright eyes, slightly parted her cherry lips, and said sweetly
, "Baby, Mom loves you too!" I hugged my mother again, kissed her forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "
Dear Mom, I want you!"
I knew the crucial moment had arrived; if I missed it, I would be a complete fool! I
hugged my mother tightly, impatiently pressing my lips to her cherry lips, sucking desperately. My mother hugged me, fell into my
arms, struggled slightly, and then went limp. My mother's mature, alluring flesh rested against me, soft and tender
like cooked noodles. While kissing her, I groped for my mother's large breasts, using my hands to probe and dig at them.
Mom's nipples. Mom's body tensed, and she cried out, "Ah!" I felt Mom's breasts growing
larger. I immediately put Mom on the bed, stripped off her thin shirt and bra,
revealing her large, white breasts that I had longed for for so long. I breathed heavily and then pulled off Mom's panties. Mom was already unconscious and
unable to resist, letting me do whatever I wanted with her flesh. I desperately wanted Mom, so I didn't tease her anymore. I dipped
my penis in some saliva and directly inserted it into Mom's plump hole that I had longed for for so long!
I had never been with a woman before, so I was extremely excited, thrusting hard. Mom had completely shed her usual
seriousness and become incredibly wanton. She kept moaning and groaning, twisting and swinging her plump 95cm body, driving me
crazy ! This further fueled my desire to conquer. I used all my strength and thrust my penis hard into my birthplace!
Soon, I felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation wash over my thighs and penis, a throbbing, urge to release washing
over me. Instinctively, I knew it was time to make my mother completely devoted to me, so
I thrust even harder and more violently. My mother, under my rapid onslaught, let out a loud scream. Finally, with a sudden burst of strength,
a large gush of semen shot into my mother's tight vagina. She let out a moan and went limp. I, too, weakly
ejaculated the rest of my semen a few times, collapsing onto her plump body.
The rest is history. After I conquered her, she belonged entirely to me, becoming my sexual partner.
We lived like husband and wife at home, filled with boundless joy.

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