Mother sees son masturbating

I never imagined something like this would happen, but since it has, I'll just let nature take its course! My name is Hosokawa Yuka, I'm Japanese, 29 years old this year, and I have a son named Akihiro, who is 15 years old this year. I believe everyone is wondering why I, at only 29, have a 15-year-old son. Actually, it's quite simple. I married young. When I was 15, I met a Taiwanese exchange student in my hometown of Japan. Since he was new to Japan, he was experiencing many difficulties, and I helped him solve some of his problems. Soon, we fell in love, and that's how I became pregnant with his child—Akihiro. After giving birth to Akihiro, I married and moved to Taiwan. His mother died early, and his father passed away from a stroke the year after I married him. Fortunately, his family was well-off, and his parents left him a considerable inheritance, so he lived a carefree life for five years. Five years ago, he was on a business trip to the United States when his plane encountered turbulence, resulting in a fatal crash. My husband passed away, leaving our family devastated. I endured the pain of losing him, taking over as chairman of his international trading company and continuing to develop his business. All of this effort was for the only thing he left me—Zhaohong. Five more years passed peacefully, and Zhaohong grew from a baby into a grown man. This peaceful life continued until Zhaohong turned fifteen, and I turned twenty-nine, when an unexpected change occurred. As the company chairman, I only needed to be present for major events; otherwise, I didn't need to go to the company. This allowed me to continue playing the role of a good mother, caring for Zhaohong. But things always happen so suddenly. A month before Zhaohong's fifteenth birthday, something unexpected happened. That morning, as I always made breakfast for Zhaohong before he went to school, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast after waking him up. Suddenly, I felt an urge to urinate, so I rushed to the toilet without even thinking about breakfast. In my haste, I forgot to close the door. Just as I took off my underwear and squatted down to release the urge, Zhaohong suddenly pushed the door open. Because I was halfway through urinating, I froze on the toilet, so my entire lower body was exposed to Zhaohong's eyes. "Ah... Mom... you..." Zhaohong was startled by the sudden sight, but quickly regained his composure and stared intently at my hairy vulva. After staring at my private parts for a while, his groin began to swell. (Judging from the shape of his pants, his...it seems very large...Chinese subtitles...) At that moment, I thought to myself, (No, he's my son, how could I have such thoughts...) Because the situation was so awkward, I blushed and spoke first: "Zhaohong...do you need to go to the toilet?" Zhaohong seemed to come back to his senses when I called him, and nodded shyly. "Oh, Zhaohong, I'm sorry, please go out first, Mom will be done in a little while, okay?" Hearing me say this, Zhaohong said from outside, "Mom...I'm not in a hurry, take your time, it's okay..." Although he said that, I still finished urinating, put on my underwear and skirt, and came out of the toilet. "Zhaohong, Mom is done, you can go in now." "Oh..." Zhaohong went into the toilet, and I went to the kitchen to continue making breakfast. But the scene of Zhaohong seeing my vulva kept replaying in my mind, and soon I felt a burning sensation in my lower body. I reached into my underwear and touched my vulva, which was completely wet. "How could this be?" Although I felt something was wrong, the lustful juices from my vulva kept flowing out, soaking my underwear. I quickly went to my room to change my underwear. Soon after, Zhaohong called out from outside the door, "Class is starting." "Be careful on the way!" "Okay." After Zhaohong left, I quickly changed into a suit and went out to buy groceries, hoping to calm my indecent lust. In the evening, while I was preparing dinner, Zhaohong returned. "Mom, I'm home." "Oh, you're back. Go take a shower quickly, then we'll have dinner." A moment later, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. A short while later, Zhao Hong suddenly called out from the bathroom, "Mom, I forgot my underwear. Can you get it for me?" "Okay, just a moment." I took Zhao Hong's underwear to the bathroom door. "Zhao Hong, Mom brought your underwear. Open the door and get it." The first thing I saw when the door opened was a rather large, white penis. It turned out Zhao Hong hadn't worn a towel. My heart raced. That morning, Zhao Hong staring at my vulva had already aroused me greatly, and now my body was already leaking fluids. I stared at his penis for a while, then, blushing, I managed to say, "Zhao Hong… bring your underwear and come inside quickly, so you don't catch a cold." "Okay!" I went to the living room, thinking to myself that this was wrong (Zhao Hong is my son, how could I have lust for him?). But thinking back, (it's been over five years since my husband passed away, and in those five years, I haven't had any physical relationship with any man. I'm a woman, not a fossil; I have desires, I've just suppressed them. But today, these visual contacts with my son have stirred up the desire within me. However, no matter what, Zhaohong is still my son, and I can no longer have such lustful thoughts; I think Zhaohong's lustful reaction is because he resembles his father so much, it's uncontrollable...). Just as I was pondering this, Zhaohong... [The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly spam/advertisement.]I had just finished showering and came out. During dinner, my son and I were still talking about what happened at school. Halfway through the conversation, Zhao Hong dropped his chopsticks. He bent down to pick them up, but he didn't come up for a long time. "Zhao Hong, why are you taking so long to pick up your chopsticks?" "Oh… my money fell out of my pocket too, I'm looking for it." Suddenly, I realized I was wearing a skirt today, a short skirt no more than ten centimeters above the knee, or practically a mini-skirt. So, was Zhao Hong peeking at what was under my skirt for so long? …Thinking this, I couldn't help but wonder (Could Zhao Hong also have feelings for me!?). Then, as if testing him, I intentionally or unintentionally spread my thighs from time to time, allowing Zhao Hong to vaguely see my underwear. Since I was wearing stockings today, this sight might be a bit too stimulating for him, who was only fourteen years old. Sure enough, I heard heavy breathing coming from under the table. After dinner, Zhao Hong went to do his homework, and after cleaning up the mess, I went to the bathroom to shower. As I took off my clothes, I suddenly felt like someone was watching me. Could it be Zhao Hong? I glanced at the bathroom window, and sure enough, there was a pair of eyes staring at me. It seemed that Zhao Hong really was interested in me; he was "sexually interested" in his own mother. I finished my shower nonchalantly and went out. Zhao Hong was gone, probably afraid I would notice. Then, wearing my bathrobe, I went to Zhao Hong's room and told him to go to bed early after he finished reading, before returning to my room. Lying in bed, I thought about the strange look Zhao Hong had given me earlier and his act of spying on me. It was probably the influence of puberty; boys at this stage are usually very interested in women's bodies. Perhaps it was just a momentary curiosity. Soon, I fell asleep. I don't know how much time had passed when I woke up and went to the bathroom. When I got there, I found that my bra and panties were gone. My first thought was, "Did Zhao Hong take them?" What did he take it for? So I decided to go to Zhaohong's room to find out. Unexpectedly, as I approached his room, I heard faint moans coming from inside: "Oh... Mom... Oh..." (What, Zhaohong, could it be...!?) I pushed open his door slightly and was shocked to find him naked from the waist down, his right hand holding my underwear to his nose and smelling it, while his left hand was rubbing his penis. I was not only surprised, but my hand also involuntarily reached under my pajamas and into my underwear, slowly caressing my clitoris. Gradually, I matched the speed at which Zhaohong was rubbing his penis, constantly touching and rubbing my clitoris. "Ah... Zhaohong... you want Mom so much... Mom feels so good... so good... ahh... Mom wants to come with you." After a while, Zhaohong's rubbing speed increased, and a lot of semen shot out from his penis. Almost simultaneously, I was also unconsciously experiencing waves of vaginal fluid flowing from my vagina, reaching an orgasm I had never experienced before. "Ah... Mom, I love you..." Zhao Hong was still convulsing after ejaculating. "Oh... son... Mom loves you so much too... Mom wants to let you fuck me, let your penis penetrate Mom's vagina... let us, mother and son, enjoy it together, ah..." Zhao Hong fell asleep naked from the waist down after ejaculating. After my orgasm, I went into his room and covered him with a blanket to keep him warm. When I pulled the blanket up to his upper thighs, his cute penis was still erect, making me want to suck on that cute little cock. But I immediately remembered that he was my son, and I couldn't do that. Regardless of whether Zhao Hong truly loved me, if I had sex with him, it would be incest. "Ah... Zhao Hong, Mom really, really wants to make love with you..." But after covering Zhao Hong with the blanket, I went back to my room. I couldn't sleep that night.

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