Shy and Adulterous Woman Author: senlongmm

Shy and Incestuous Woman

Author: senlongmm
Word Count: 9562 words
Published: 2010/12/12 on: Ellie Discussion Forum

In this bustling and chaotic city of Taipei, with its towering buildings and crowded streets, every time I walk out of
the MRT station and look at the traffic jams on Taipei's streets, I believe that the commuters who ride their bikes to and from work every day
are always annoyed by the locust-like traffic. Now, in this city with such a fast pace of life, an
unknown past is quietly unfolding, just like an old vinyl record player, the blurry
picture and broken sound, bringing out that distant memory, thick and slowly flowing like maltose
, a taste that makes one feel infinitely sweet.

Chapter 1 Ignition

Every day, I went to school as usual. In these days before graduating from high school, the pressure was really great. I
relieved the pressure by masturbating every day, making me a slave to masturbation. The pleasure of ejaculation was like a poison, making
it impossible to stop . That was during that period, when I first encountered the so-called incestuous mother-son plot online.
Watching porn where the son was having sex with an older woman, honestly, I only watched for five minutes before I immediately cut it
off and switched to watching videos of young, pretty girls. Just as I was fantasizing about my female classmates through porn actresses at my computer desk, the urge to ejaculate intensified

as I masturbated with my right hand . I then realized I hadn't prepared any toilet paper, so I had to go out to the bathroom to get some. Usually , I would put my shorts back on, but this time, my penis was as hard as steel, burning hot, so I simply left my lower body naked, thinking I could walk quickly since it was only a short distance. But walking alone at night always leads to accidents. 　　Sure enough, as I was still masturbating, I walked out of the room, opened the bathroom door to get the toilet paper, and turned to go back into the room, I saw my mother standing behind me, staring at my naked genitals and erect penis, speechless with surprise. A few seconds later, I blushed and looked at my mother. She squinted and pretended nothing was wrong, saying, "You child, you're so old, why are you running around without pants on?" I said, "Mom... I'll go back to my room now." 　　As I walked back to my room, my heart was pounding. The shame was strangely exciting, an unprecedented pleasure. My penis was hard, and I thought about my mother's shocked expression. The person staring at my penis was my own mother. She was outside the door, whispering, "Don't do too much, it's bad for your health." Hearing her call, I gripped my penis and started stroking it, thinking about my mother's appearance outside the door. 　　I asked my mother, "Mom, what did you say? What's harmful to your health?" I was asking a question I already knew the answer to, just wanting her to say more. The real feeling of being separated by the door made my fantasies even more vivid. "Oh dear, how am I supposed to say this… Boys your age, don't they all… you know…?" Playing dumb, my mother's shy words only confirmed my belief that she was genuinely embarrassed. Would a mother I see every day talk about masturbation so openly to her son? 　　"Mom, please tell me…" I stood stiffly behind the door, my buttocks clenched, my right hand stroking my penis, feeling parched. My mother whispered from behind the door, "Just don't overdo it." Then I heard her go back to her room and close the door. I muttered to myself, my mind filled with my mother's blushing face. What would it feel like if I really seduced my mother to help me masturbate? Thinking about this, after carefully considering , an unprecedented thought, along with thick, cloudy semen, flashed through my mind like a sudden inspiration . 　　The idea of "wanting to commit incest with my mother" was thus deeply planted in a dark corner of my heart. From then on, my abnormal behavior with my mother slowly began to spread. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Two: The Spark 　　I gripped the mouse and Googled all the information about incest online. I read almost everything in detail, from articles and news to case studies, but most of it was fabricated, especially erotic literature that claimed to be based on real incest experiences and absolutely true. These were basically full of flaws and had no credibility whatsoever. Furthermore, the incest stories recommended by netizens were mostly just narratives with a bunch of names that diminished my lust before even getting to the main plot. 　I was heartbroken. Now, I can only piece together all the clues and come up with a convincing lie that my mother can accept. Most of the stories circulating online are similar: either the mother is lonely and being provoked by her son, or she's raped and forced into sexual slavery. More realistic versions include sleeping with the mother, rubbing his penis against her buttocks, or even more outrageous stories like pinching her breasts and probing her vagina, all while the mother endures the son's abuse. 　　Thinking about it carefully, this is strange. How could a mother pretend nothing's wrong if her buttocks were touched while sleeping? Then there are the reward-based stories, like rewarding the mother with masturbation or sucking her nipples for good grades . That's also unlikely. Would she sell her body for her son's education and future, letting him dominate ? This is the 21st century; most modern women have risen to prominence, and those old-fashioned, closed-minded ideas have long since disappeared. 　…After careful consideration, I decided to focus on the person first, rather than the method of treatment. I needed to observe my mother, truly understand her personality, including her interpersonal relationships, and whether she had normal sexual behavior. Knowing myself my enemy is the key to gaining the upper hand; at least for now, this was the only way. Otherwise, if I alerted her and made her wary, all my efforts would be in vain. Here is a brief record of some information about my mother: 　　Height: 163 cm; Weight: Approximately 43 kg; Build: Petite, neither fat nor tall; Occupation: Housewife; Bust: Approximately C-cup; Age: Married and had children early, around 39 years old. 　　My mother didn't seem like the kind of elegant and glamorous woman, nor the kind of housewife who . She was the kind of modern woman who knew how to enjoy life, knew how to dress, enjoyed life, didn't reject dirty jokes, and spoke generously. My relationship with my mother was sometimes more like that of friends. Thus, this incestuous desire smoldered until I went to university, when it finally ignited—and that flame was the words my mother said to me.

If my mother hadn't asked me that, perhaps I wouldn't have had the courage to actually try to seduce her.
When I went to university, my mother would always ask me how things were going with a smile, and I would always tell her about many
interesting new things. But then, unintentionally, she asked, "You're in university now, have you got a girlfriend?"
Not only my mother would ask that, I think a lot of people have asked me that question, making me feel like I'm gay. With
an blurted out, "No, I only like you, Mom." At that moment, my mother's smile 　　suddenly changed slightly
. She said, "Are you kidding me? I know you young boys have Oedipus complexes, I've been through it all, I know." I genuinely thought my mother was so open- minded, and overjoyed, I trembled as I said, "Mom, you mean, you can be my girlfriend?" My mother just laughed and said, "Haha, don't be silly, I'm so old, you don't believe me?" Unfortunately, it was all wishful thinking on my part . 　　Gradually, I started talking to my mother about sex. At first, she dodged the question, but as I persisted, she gradually opened up, and the discussions became increasingly risqué. Sometimes I even joked with her, praising her clothes, especially her attractive buttocks, and liking that she often wore clothes that revealed her cleavage. My mother always seemed to think I was becoming more and more lustful. As the conversation deepened, I even ordered a vibrator for her, and surprisingly, she accepted the gift. 　　The two of us started talking about sexual desire, and I skillfully asked my mother about her sexuality...

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