[The Story of a Mother with Misconduct]

March 1993…the story begins…
“You really can’t go, darling!”
“I want to go, Anna! But I have two client meetings today, I might be busy until the early hours!”
“No, no, no! It’s not your fault, Luo! 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 a birthday cake on the phone, so when he asked us to attend, I just couldn’t bear to refuse!”
“Okay, I won’t say anything more! Tell Daniel I love him, and I hope he drinks less!”
“I won’t say anything more either, I’m busy tonight! It might take six hours to get there!”
“Oh! Don’t you want a couple of drinks?” Luo raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile:
"Want a couple of drinks?" he said, putting on gloves as he walked around the kitchen table and
whispered in my ear, "And you know what our after-dinner entertainment is like!"
As we kissed goodbye, his hand slipped under my skirt and onto my thigh, his fingers pressing firmly against my mons pubis
, the friction against my underwear sending a thrill through my body! I reluctantly pushed him away, "Look what you've done
! Don't come back drunk tonight! I haven't had meat in over a week, and if you leave me
feeling empty again, I'll make you pay!"
After a passionate kiss, Luo said, "Taxes? Anna! You can rest assured, I guarantee
I'll be full of energy tonight, absolutely satisfying, a full 'payment'!"
After another kiss, I went into the room, took a few deep breaths of cool air to calm my passionate heart, then tidied up
the gift I needed to bring Daniel and set off.
The temperature inside the car rose rapidly, so before heading onto 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,
with its straight roads, fast speeds, and bright light, driving was incredibly exhilarating and invigorating. I was rushing to my son's 21st birthday party! It's hard to 　　believe
I'm 21 already! 　　Although I'm 40, 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, and I was anything but 　　happy. 　　I ended the marriage when Daniel was five, and Mark left for another city, and I haven't heard from him 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, relieving oneself, even making love in the car! Dear readers, can 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 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 confidants. We successfully navigated Daniel's rebellious adolescence together. 　　Then... I often thought to myself that I might never meet a suitable man again in my life! That's 　　when Luo appeared, mature, steady, humorous, and reliable! 　　My accountant, "Old Mr. Foster," retired due to age, and Luo took over his business. After only two quarters, 　　he showed me care in every way, and I also discovered that I liked him, appreciating his talent and demeanor, not just a 　　pretty face and a big idiot. 　　When Luo and I got married, Daniel had already grown quite handsome, and he gladly accepted Luo into our lives. 　　Luo didn't want to become a "stern dad," and Daniel never stomped around creating his own "territory." They 　　respected each other and got along very well, often sitting comfortably together watching sports and TV shows. 　　These days were 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. 　　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 "This is my mom!" at a party? I can't wait to find out! 　　Take music, for example. I'm quite trendy and have a forward-thinking mindset, although 　　I mostly listen to old songs on the radio, I'm a fan of R&B. M and U2, whenever I listen to Pea 　　RLJ's incredibly emotional vocals, I always tremble with excitement! 　　Thinking back to high school, one summer vacation, seven of us friends (four boys and three girls) squeezed 　　into an old, large, beat-up car—I forget whose it was—to go on vacation. But we only went a mile before the police 　　stopped us because we were going too slowly, leaving a long, long line of cars behind us. That weekend, we all huddled together 　　at a campsite, listening to the radio, drinking beer, getting excited, and making love on a whim, our heads practically squinting 　　. Tonight should be just as fun and exciting! 　　My figure still fascinates many men; I'm beautiful, petite, and have maintained a great figure. I have beautiful 　　legs—how beautiful? Wearing a short mini-skirt, I can make everyone's eyes light up! Her round buttocks, clad in jeans 　　, were alluring. As for her full breasts, although slightly sagging, Luo said they were still firm and sexy. Of 　　course, her waist and hips were a bit thicker after having children, but overall she was still very attractive! 　　I really wanted to know when her figure would change, like how I suddenly realized I was no 　　longer young. Maybe one day I'd find my figure transformed, my buttocks wrapped in a lump of fat, my body like a gasoline barrel, 　　like a typical middle-aged woman—that would be… ugh! Ugh! Ugh! 　　Oh!… 　　Damn! … 　　Lost in my daydreams, 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 was doing so, I quickly checked myself in the mirror 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, and the policeman bent down to ask me to show him my driver's license for registration. This officer 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 at my 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 seat on the National Women's Association board by giving him a quick,
disdainful look, then looked at him with an innocent, almost tearful expression and said, "How much was I speeding? Officer!
I really didn't mean to, because for a while I wasn't even half a car ahead, so I was careless."
"You were almost 70 miles over! I spotted you at the last bend, Mom!"
"Damn! That 'Mom' is so hurtful!" So, while I was daydreaming, he'd already been with
me for a while!
"Anna Crest... is all this information accurate?"
"Yes, officer, all the information is correct."
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 to worry about how to explain it to the insurance broker.
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, one of my favorites. 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." I gave him my most charming smile at the same time: "I promise I will be
careful!"
"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 home, and Daniel didn't
warn me about the blizzard.
"Thank you for your warning, officer! ...and thank you for informing me about the impending blizzard..."
The handsome officer looked at my thighs, then moved to my chest, and finally smiled slightly at me before leaving the car window and walking
back. "Goodbye! Drive carefully!" "
I will!" I drove back into the lane and continued on my way!
Until half an hour 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 on. However, the short journey took over an hour to reach the campus. During that time, I even
slipped and slid 180 degrees twice on the wet streets, which terrified me!
I breathed a sigh of relief and slowly drove into the campus, parking the car near Daniel's dorm
. I turned off the ignition and the engine. Finally, I was there, safe! That last hour of the journey was absolutely awful; it almost
killed me, and I still feel a lingering fear!
Stepping out of the car, my feet immediately sank into about four inches of icy, wet, and cold snow. Like an escapee
, I grabbed my shoes, clutched my handbag, gloves, and coat, and stumbled and slipped my way to
the entrance of Daniel's dormitory building. I grabbed the indoor phone hanging on the wall and dialed Daniel's number.
"Hello!"
"Is Daniel there?"
"Yes, please wait a moment!"
The person who answered the phone placed it on a hard object, the crackling sound piercing the ears, then
came from afar: "Hey! You ass! A girl is looking for you!"
"Who is it, you idiot!" It was Daniel's voice.
"How should I know, you son of a bitch!"
"Fuck your father!" Then came "Hello!"
"Daniel!"
"Mom! Oh!...Where are you?"
"Downstairs, come down and lead 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! Let's go to your dorm first, I'm wet and cold, I can't hold on much longer!"
"Oh! Okay, sorry, Mom! I'll be right down!"
"Get a few strong classmates to come with you, honey! I brought some good food in the car."
I went through the second door so 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 a prime location, I don't mind
. After all, student safety—including my 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 large living room/dining area, 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 stepped out. Daniel led me through the security doors, and as soon as we entered,
I immediately gripped my son's hand tightly: "Hi! Honey, how are you?"
"Great, Mom! I can't believe you made it through such a strong snowstorm."
"Yeah! It wasn't easy, honey! Could you go upstairs to your dorm and change into some dry socks? My feet
are freezing. The keys are here, and the car is parked in row 20, cell 2 or 3."
"No problem, Mom! We'll be right up!"
They headed towards the parking lot, and at the same time, the elevator arrived. They stepped inside, quickly tidying themselves up
.
As I knocked on the door and opened my dorm room door, their elevator arrived too. They stepped out with a loud "thud,"
their belongings hitting the hallway floor.
It's Saturday afternoon, and it seems Daniel and his roommates are preparing a small party, and everything is
set up. The TV is showing a basketball game, the volume low so as not to disturb the stereo, which is playing
some kind of melancholic music I don't recognize. But the biggest pastime is enjoying the snow. The curtains are fully open, and the view from the fifteenth floor
is truly magnificent!
Following Daniel into his bedroom, he takes out two different pairs of white knee-high socks, smells them,
and then gives them to me. While we talk, I slip my hand under my skirt, wiggle my hips, pull my wet underwear
up to my knees, then peel it off from my feet. Wearing dry socks feels so comfortable and warm.
Daniel's friends see two cases of beer and two bottles of brandy and cheer loudly, immediately putting the beer
in the refrigerator. Entering the kitchen, I first call Luo to let him know I've arrived safely, then ask if everyone is hungry.
After getting their answers, I divide the two large bags of food I brought into pots and heat them up on the stove.
"Here I brought, lads! Pasta, meat, homemade bread—it took me half the day
to prepare. Come on! Everyone, try it out!" I called out.
The aroma of my homemade cooking must have filled the air, because one lad after another arrived, and soon I knew
I needed to make extra sauce and knead more dough. The crowd grew larger, and I bustled about in the kitchen, serving
plate after plate of food and constantly slicing bread. Daniel's roommate, Brian, squeezed 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 a little
dizzy. When Brian casually 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 beer.
After working from afternoon to evening, we could finally 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 realized I was overwhelmed by fatigue and drunkenness, 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 she 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 good!
I picked out the cleanest-looking pullover, stretched out my head and pulled it on, stood there
, and pulled the shirt down hard towards 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. Shrugging, I made a face at myself in the mirror
, thinking to myself, "Whatever, it's just for sleeping, it'll be 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 help you with? 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, frozen,
afraid to move an inch, lest I expose myself.
Brian smiled and leaned against the doorframe, wearing only a pair of blue pajama bottoms that looked like silk, his upper body bare .
He had broad shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest, and a strong, muscular abdomen, his four-pack 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, Brian had been occasionally touching my
butt, 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 very confident 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! That's all."
"So 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.
I don't know why, but 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, keeping me unusually awake and
restless like a worker ant. Maybe it was the uneven mattress on Daniel's bed, or maybe it was the rising desire,
the palpitations in my body and mind—anything was wrong; 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.
Those sounds only fueled my already aroused desires. Through the thin wall beside my bed,
the sounds of a couple flirting, thrusting, and a girl's wanton moans pierced my ears, leaving me
parched, hot, restless, and drenched in sweat. My underwear was hot and damp. I couldn't help but turn my ear to the wall.
Duo pressed herself against the wall, listening intently until they finished their climax. A moment later, the two left, leaving me alone again, my
desire still lingering.
I don't know how much time passed before I slowly drifted off to 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. I thought perhaps Brian was still persistent and wanted to take advantage of me now, so I pretended to
be asleep, still lying quietly with my back to the door, 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 slept here.
After using the toilet, he subconsciously returned 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 could fall asleep, Daniel moved closer to me, and I immediately felt something hard pressing against my
back. Then he rolled over. Some unseen force seemed to tempt me, and with a secret thrill, 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.
Whoosh! 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 lewd 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 it was about to tear his underwear.
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 there.
Daniel's penis bounced out of the slit, exaggeratedly erect. It wasn't just
long, it was as thick as my hand. The enormous glans was a deep pinkish-red, its skin taut, shiny,
and gleaming. In my thirty or forty years, I'd never seen anything like it.
Recalling the times I bathed my son, I couldn't believe he'd grown 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
hurriedly tucked myself back under the covers, my mind still preoccupied with my son's incredible size, making it hard to fall asleep.
Daniel turned again, this time placing us in 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
, and unexpectedly… unexpectedly, when I stopped moving, Daniel's enormous penis slid between my thighs.
Actually, I was already burning with desire: a week without "the taste of flesh," the state sergeant's fantastical fantasies,
Brian's deliberate brushes past me and his blatant flirting, the stimulation of alcohol, the sounds of the couple making love next door
—all these things combined, layer upon layer, creating a high-energy, burning desire and unbearable loneliness.
Lust and reason battled again and again, but ultimately, I couldn't resist the burning desire. However, when
I moved away and took off my underwear, I even tried to convince myself that it wasn't my choice, but rather the alcohol's fault
!
Moving back to my previous position, I let his 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,
moist opening; with just one more movement, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp,
breathing heavily with excitement!
Gently lifting my right leg, opening my mouth, I slowly pressed my buttocks back, and the head of his penis began to penetrate. Feeling
this, I was so excited and stimulated that I almost ejaculated! After a while, I felt his hard, enormous penis
fully inserted into me.
Daniel was still asleep, but subconscious reflexes led him to reach under my shoulders and caress my breasts
, twisting his hips and rhythmically thrusting deeply into me, each thrust deeper than the last.
My own son was violating me in his sleep! Oh! God! I love it! I really
love this feeling!
After a while, Daniel thrust rapidly, moaning, then held me tightly, ejaculating inside me.
His hot, thick semen scalded me, and I couldn't control myself from climaxing.
After ejaculating, Daniel continued to give me a few gentle thrusts, then turned over and fell into a deep sleep, snoring.
Then, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep too!
In my hazy state, I found myself in a distant, unfamiliar, and unknown place. The weather was a bit strange; it was snowing, yet
the sky was clear and blue, and it didn't feel cold at all. I lay naked, legs wide open, in
the back of a Pennsylvania police car. Although I couldn't see the markings, the warning lights on the roof were flashing, and I knew clearly 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 covered my lower body. I thought it must be
Officer Boyd, wearing the cap, sucking my vulva!
What was going on?
I heavily pulled my head back down, gazing at the clear blue sky and the heavy snow falling, intently
watching what he was doing. He stretched his tongue out and inserted it into my vagina, his lips moving over my vulva,
gently sucking my labia with his lips and teeth. These actions immediately aroused my desire, making me feel unbearably aroused, almost causing me to
climax. 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 covering his face.
Although I was a little disappointed that my vulva was no longer being served by his mouth, I immediately noticed him moving his hips forward. I felt his
hard, hot penis trembling as it searched for the entrance, and I eagerly twisted my hips. When the head of his penis correctly met 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,
I moaned again.
Wow! This feels amazing, absolutely amazing!
The officer's penis is so big, it filled me completely, and then he started thrusting in and out hard into
my eager, wet hole. Each thrust pushed my buttocks deep into the car seat, but thankfully the seat
was very soft and comfortable, otherwise how could my buttocks have taken it? I groaned and begged, "I...I...I...
Officer Boyd! I...I...I...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!"
"Come on, Mom! Why didn't you want me to stop last night?"
"I...I...I..." Daniel continued thrusting in and out without stopping for a moment, and soon the feeling from last night
came rushing back. I had never experienced such a huge thing: "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,
thrusting 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!"
In fact, it wasn't just that Daniel was nearing orgasm; I was surprised to find my buttocks involuntarily
arching upwards in rhythm with his thrusts. My arms encircled his neck, my legs rose, and I tightly
wrapped them around his waist, wanting him to penetrate me as deeply as possible.
I also reached my climax!
It was this intense pleasure that killed me. I had never experienced such an exciting orgasm before.
I don't know how I would live without such orgasms.
I bit my son's tender shoulder tightly to prevent myself from crying out in excitement. As I tasted
his blood, Daniel simultaneously ejaculated inside me!
The overwhelming stimulation, tension, and excitement overwhelmed me, and I fainted!
I slowly woke up, opening my eyes. The room was dark. I blinked hard, taking a deep breath.
Daniel sat on the mattress, smiling at me, rubbing one end of a warm towel against my forehead, the other end resting
on his shoulder.
"Wow!" Daniel exclaimed.
I took his hand and said, "Yeah, wow!...You know what? This shouldn't have happened!"
Daniel nodded.
"I'm sorry I let this happen, son! It was wrong, and I won't do it with you again
."
"Are you kidding me, Mom? I hope it happens often! Whenever I'm lucid, I hope
to spend every beautiful spring day with you!"
I was moved to tears. "But, son! You have to understand, boys' teenage fantasies are just fantasies
. A normal mother and son shouldn't do this. I'm afraid it will hurt you!"
"I haven't been hurt. From childhood until now, nothing has made me happier than this moment. Is this hurt?
Will you get pregnant?" I shook my head! "
Okay, since no one got 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 fingers to Daniel's lips, shaking my head violently. This shouldn't happen again!
I'm not kidding! This won't happen again? God knows...
I called Luo and told him that because of the snow, he had to wait for the snow to clear before he could come home. For the next few days, Daniel
and I were inseparable, like two dogs in heat. Daniel told his roommate that I had a bad cold
and was in bed. I was in bed, but I was healthily wrapped around my son's hot, throbbing body, letting his hard,
big cock fully penetrate my wetness! I knew his roommates were curious and wanted to know, "Maybe
Brian can guess what happened," but my son and I concealed it perfectly!
We made love on the bed until we were both exhausted, then we cuddled and
fell asleep, only to make love again when we woke up! I suckled his big, beautiful cock until my mouth ached. Daniel sucked my
breasts and licked my vulva until his mouth was tired. The most exciting thing was that huge cock,
tirelessly hard and erect, standing there, ready and waiting!
On the day the weather cleared up and I was ready to go home, I got dressed but felt empty inside.
I couldn't bear not to suck Daniel's cock a few times, so I squatted down on the floor, took his penis out of his pants, and started sucking and blowing it until
my mouth was full of hot, thick semen. Only then did I feel satisfied and head home.
On the long drive home, I kept thinking about the whole thing, and even now, I still can't figure out
"why" it happened. I only know that it just happened. You might say that the mother and son must have
felt guilty, but you'd be sorely mistaken. Even I don't believe it myself; I felt absolutely no guilt.
In fact, I felt a deep and intense desire for Daniel. My only guilt was for betraying Luo!
My remorse towards Luo didn't quell my desire. Instead, when he and his fraternity went on vacation to an outlying island
, I called Daniel back. The two of us were inseparable, constantly sucking, thrusting, and
making love until we 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, I would be terribly jealous all night, until the next morning when Luo left
for work, Daniel climbed into my bed, and we immediately engaged in intense, silent sucking and lovemaking.
Only after satisfying our desires did I feel relieved.
When Daniel left home in September, I was truly terrified, afraid 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. Thank God this holiday wasn't just about turkey filling my stomach! ...
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