【Stories with Mom】(8)

Author: 2231365007
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It's been a long time! I apologize for keeping you all waiting
. I sincerely apologize to all the readers who have been waiting for updates. At the beginning of the article, I mentioned that I was writing this to share my
experiences and exchange ideas with everyone in my spare time. Initially, I had nothing to do, but as I wrote, things
got busier, and the update speed slowed down. Not long ago, I had to prepare for final exams, so I completely stopped.
I planned to start updating again after the final exams, but I also have an internship now. I work during the day, and when
I get home at night, I'm exhausted and don't want to turn on the computer to write. With all this procrastination, my motivation to write isn't
as strong as it was at the beginning. Even so, disregarding factors like abandoning the project, I still really want to
finish this article, which is like a memoir, and to revisit my experiences. So, if I have the energy at home at night
, I'll still type a few paragraphs and try to update as soon as possible.
After reading everyone's comments, I noticed many people are still hoping for a steamy scene soon. Well, firstly,
my initial intention in writing this article was simply to recount the events and my emotional journey along the way—you could
say it's a rambling reflection on the past. A steamy scene wasn't my main focus. Secondly, I'm just an amateur, so any
steamy scenes I write certainly won't arouse your desires. Therefore, those expecting a steamy scene shouldn't have too high expectations
. Also, regarding the pacing, I tried to recall events thoroughly, regardless of their magnitude. Of course,
I won't mention overly trivial details, so the pacing might seem slow and drawn out. Please understand. I haven't
updated in a while and forgot where I was. I had to review the previous text to get back on track. Speaking of which, the previous article mentioned that
my trip to Singapore and Malaysia with my mom has ended, and I feel I've made considerable progress. With a long summer vacation ahead
, I naturally have many thoughts and look forward to further developments.
After achieving good results in the college entrance exam, my parents naturally rewarded me. The phone my dad had promised arrived,
and this trip to Singapore and Malaysia brought me an iPad. Thinking back on the arduous days before the exam, I
felt like I was stepping onto the pinnacle of life. The next thing
I did was related to this iPad. Ever since I learned how to download videos, I've always done it on the computer. Because the computer couldn't be on all day,
and my parents were quite strict about my computer use, download speeds were slow. Sometimes, the download
would just freeze, which was quite frustrating. Furthermore, even after downloading,
I only dared to watch without my parents' presence, and such opportunities were rare. In short, my video-watching environment during junior and senior high school was
quite difficult. However, this situation changed drastically after the college entrance exam. Why? Because of the iPad
!
I also have to mention KuaiBo (a video streaming service) here. Before that, I mainly used Xunlei (Thunder) to download videos on the computer, and even earlier, BT (
BitTorrent) and eMule—nowadays, those seem like very old-fashioned things. Then Kuaibo emerged, but I never got used to
its format. It lacked the ritualistic feel of downloading with Xunlei, so I rarely used it.
Since getting my iPad, I've been completely impressed with Kuaibo. Installing Kuaibo on the iPad is like
having access to a massive library of resources—downloading at will! Once the task is created, I just leave it running, and the download speed is lightning fast.
I don't have to consciously avoid watching videos; I can watch whenever I want. iPad and Kuaibo are a perfect match. Unfortunately, recently
Kuaibo has been heavily cracked down on, making it difficult to download videos easily. I feel sorry about that.
Oops, I realize I've gone a bit off-topic and haven't gotten to the point. It's been a while since I typed, so my thoughts are a bit scattered
. Let's get back to the main topic. So, what happened with this iPad? Let me tell you.
After our trip to Singapore and Malaysia, I was confident my mom would have noticed some of my unusual behavior.
After all, we'd kissed, my penis had been blatantly pressed against hers, and she'd shown some resistance,
though she hadn't explicitly stated it. This development perfectly aligned with my plan. The next step was to
add fuel to the fire, making my thoughts and intentions even clearer to her. To be honest, getting my mom to notice this plan
required real courage, even with considerable experience. Every time I executed a new plan, I was still on tenterhooks
. This time, the plan involved using an iPad.
The inspiration came from a night I was watching porn on my iPad. The plot was clichéd and boring—the typical
story of a mother discovering her son watching porn and then having sex. Frankly, this kind of plot gets boring after a while. Just as I was about to
fast-forward and finish watching, a sudden idea struck me: what would happen if my mom found out I was watching porn? How would
the story differ from the porn? Slowly, a plan to make my mom discover my porn-watching
took shape in my mind. Nighttime is truly sinful.
The reason I thought of using the iPad for this purpose is because my mom is another iPad user, which is also
the reason the plan could be carried out. Since getting the iPad, my mom has seen how happy I am with it and has become obsessed with it herself.
She's started making me download movies and TV series for her to watch, and sometimes the time after dinner is spent watching movies and TV
series on it.
Let me add some context here: I usually delete what I watch on the iPad after I'm done, because after watching too much, it gets
boring. I only keep downloading things out of novelty and curiosity. If I find something really good and worth saving, I
immediately transfer it to my computer and don't leave it on the iPad for a moment. Actually, I'm a little
guilty about leaving it on the iPad and my parents suddenly checking it. This plan is to overcome this guilty feeling, to reveal my true feelings, and to face my mom directly.
Okay, enough said, let's talk about the plan. It's actually very simple: I'll mix the movies and TV series I download into my mom
's movie and TV series list, intentionally creating a situation where she accidentally clicks on them and sees them. As for what kind of movies? Of
course, they're mother-son dramas. With the genre decided, choosing the right film was crucial. After several rounds of selection, I settled on
a domestic film with Chinese subtitles, focusing on a mother and son's home life. This choice was deliberate. The domestic setting made it relatable. The Chinese subtitles
were clear and easy to understand, allowing viewers to follow the plot. The film's opening title, "A Story of a Mother and Son,"
was designed to pique my mother's curiosity and keep her watching. This also provided a safety net in case my mother questioned me.
I thought it was just a normal family drama or something, so I could use the title as an
excuse. Everything was ready. After downloading, I gave it the same nickname as the title and then waited for an opportunity to add it to my mom's playlist
.
Why "waiting for an opportunity"? Because I was waiting for a chance when my mom and I were home alone. Imagine if
I added it immediately, and my mom accidentally clicked on it while my dad was home—I'd be doomed.
Fortunately, the opportunity didn't take too long. One time, my dad had to go on a business trip and stay overnight, so it
was just my mom and me at home that night. That afternoon, I added the already downloaded movie to my mom's playlist
and waited for nightfall.
When my mom came home, everything was normal. Naturally, I was there to fawn over her as she prepared dinner.
This continuous attempt to please her never stopped. On one hand, I could catch a glimpse of her cleavage while she bent over doing housework
, or even take advantage of her at close range. Another, more important aspect was demonstrating my maturity and growth to my mother,
and also filling the gap left by my father's lack of involvement in daily housework, using this as a starting point. After dinner, we tidied up together and then
went for a walk with my mother. I won't go into the details of the walk, but in short, it was a harmonious and
pleasant atmosphere mixed with a little playful banter—I believe you can all understand the feeling.
After the walk, my mother asked me to take a shower first, which I naturally refused. Why? Here's
another detail about my mother: she usually finishes washing up before sitting down to watch her iPad. While I'm showering,
she'll finish up the housework and won't watch the iPad. If she waits until I finish showering and sits down to watch it,
we'll both be in the same space, and if she accidentally opens a video call, she probably won't watch it closely and will quickly
close it, and might even question me on the spot, which would defeat the purpose. So, my idea was to create a relatively
private space for my mom, giving her a chance to watch the mother-son video closely. Having her shower first, then me, was precisely
to achieve this. This way, while I was showering, she would have a relatively private space and thus
a chance to watch the video closely. You get the idea? I've gone into a lot of detail, but at the time it
was a brilliant idea, and I was quite pleased with myself afterwards, so I'm elaborating a bit more.
After much refusal, my mom finally went to shower first. To achieve this, I even
did the remaining housework. While my mom was showering, I checked the iPad playlist again, setting the video to the
start, making sure everything was ready. I was quite nervous at this point, since I was directly letting my mom know
what I was watching and the type of video. I really wasn't sure what the consequences would be.
By the way, some people might be wondering, how did you know my mom had watched it? So, to
solve this problem, I set the media player to remember playback positions, so that I
could easily see where I left off the last time I opened it. I started by skipping to the beginning of the video; if the playback bar changed afterward,
Mom had definitely watched it. Given Mom's limited knowledge of devices, she obviously didn't know about the "remember playback"
function and assumed simply exiting the app would solve the problem.
After Mom finished showering, she told me to shower with her immediately, but I lingered in my room for a while, wanting to make sure she
was ready to watch a show on her iPad. However, after about ten minutes, Mom still showed no sign of watching, so I had to
take the initiative. Taking advantage of her urging me to shower again, I replied, "Let me finish watching on my iPad first."
I don't know if this reminded her of the iPad, but she seemed to suddenly realize and
said, "Stop watching and go shower. You haven't watched your TV show yet. Let me use the iPad now." I was secretly pleased;
my goal was achieved. So I handed the iPad to Mom, grabbed my clothes, and went to shower. Just to be on the safe side, I
specifically asked my mom, "Do you know how to play this?" After receiving her affirmative answer, I closed the door and started showering.
As I showered, I started to feel a little guilty. Was my behavior too deliberate? Would it arouse my mom's suspicion
? But it was too late to think about it now. Since I had decided to face my mom directly, I needed courage. At that moment,
I seemed to hear the saying, "Love truly requires courage." However, this love might require more than just courage.
The shower time felt incredibly long because of my guilty conscience. I had no interest in enjoying the bath; I just stood there,
letting the water soak on me, trying to stay as long as possible to create a greater chance for my mom to see the prepared AV.
About half an hour passed, and I was starting to feel dizzy from standing there like an idiot in the bathroom. Suddenly,
my mom's voice came from outside the door, "Are you done showering? You've been showering for so long! We still have clothes to wash today. If you don't come out soon, you'll be late!" Hearing
my mom's voice, I immediately woke up and quickly replied, "Almost, almost!" Staying in the bathroom for so long was really unbearable
. I quickly dressed, almost frantically, my heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
Had Mom checked? The results were about to be revealed.
I opened my bedroom door and stepped out, bumping into Mom in the hallway. She was holding laundry
, looking reproachful that I'd taken too long. But then I noticed something odd. Mom
wasn't looking me in the eye, and her expression was a little flustered. This wasn't just me overthinking; her
demeanor was definitely different from usual, even her eye contact was evasive. Seeing this, I had
a hunch, but I didn't immediately check the iPad. Usually, Mom would only
return it after going to bed; checking it now would give her away.
After starting the washing machine, Mom went back to the coffee table to watch TV, as usual. Back in my room, I had no interest in playing games anymore
; I just wanted Mom to finish hanging the laundry and go to sleep so I could check the results. Beneath the seemingly ordinary atmosphere
lay a restless heart. Every second felt so long. Finally, Mom finished her chores, put away
the iPad from the coffee table, and went to wash up. I went out, picked up the iPad, and asked Mom, "Are you done using the iPad?" Mom
answered while brushing her teeth, "Yes, I'm done," her tone innocuous. I took the iPad back to my room. Mom finished washing up and
turned off the light to go to sleep.
I closed my bedroom door as well; since it was summer and the air conditioning was on, closing the door at bedtime wouldn't arouse
Mom's suspicion. I sat on the bed, eagerly opening the iPad's playlist and starting the movie, "Mom and..."
The moment I opened the movie, I knew Mom had just watched it. The scene didn't
start from the beginning, but from the intimate moment after the mother and son's love scene. Looking at the timer, it showed over 40
minutes had passed. Judging by the time, Mom must have fast-forwarded or rewound. I wondered how many parts she'd seen?
But judging from the scene when she exited, she'd seen the dialogue from the mother-son love scene. In that case,
her flustered expression earlier made perfect sense.
Knowing the outcome, I was both nervous and excited. I wondered if Mom next door was asleep? Was she
thinking about the mother-son scene, about me, about everything that had happened before? Being alone in the big bed,
was she feeling a surge of lust? Thinking about all this, my penis was already aroused. I quietly opened the door to check on Mom
and heard her tossing and turning a few times. Normally, Mom would fall asleep the moment her head hit the pillow, but tonight
she was tossing and turning, seemingly lost in thought. Desire arose within me. At that moment, I truly wanted to follow
the plot of an adult video, rush into my mother's bedroom, confess everything, kiss her, and
entwine our bodies on the bed. However, this was currently just a fantasy; the risks of actually doing it were too great.
I could only imagine this scenario alone in the bathroom, and with the movement of my right hand, I had a pre-sleep masturbation.
The direct impact on my mother seemed to have worked, but once wasn't enough for me. Perhaps it had already aroused
her curiosity? So, the next day, I didn't immediately delete the video but kept it on
my iPad to see if my mother would still watch it. Since my mother already knew about the video,
there was no issue of her accidentally watching it in front of my father.
I must say, my mother adjusted her emotions quite quickly. After watching the video that night and avoiding eye contact with me due to complicated emotions
, aside from a slight embarrassment the next day after my deliberate cold treatment,
everything seemed normal again by the third day. These past few days, Dad hasn't shown any signs of going far, and the videos on the iPad haven't been touched
. This situation forced me to seek another opportunity to break through.
One day, Mom asked me to update her with a few movies, so I suggested that she learn how to transfer movies to the iPad
. In reality, this was creating an opportunity for her to use the computer, so I could replicate the same plan on the computer.
The scene of teaching Mom how to transfer movies happened to resemble a scene from a famous mother-son novel. Mom sat in front of the computer,
and I stood behind her, leaning close to her ear, teaching her how to operate it step by step. At first, Mom
seemed a little resistant, but slowly I started pretending to find her clumsy and began to teach her myself. I guess Mom
felt guilty and accepted my intimate guidance. While teaching her, I peeked at her cleavage,
which was incredibly alluring. My body also occasionally made contact with her back;
if it weren't for the chair back, my erect penis would have already been pressing against her beautiful flesh.
Just like on the iPad, I downloaded all the movies my mom wanted to update and put them in one folder.
Next to this folder was my folder for mother-son adult videos. To make it less obvious, I
deliberately moved some normal movies inside, roughly creating a 50/50 split between the two types. But as you know,
using the catalog numbers for the adult videos still clearly distinguishes them from the normal movies. If my mom curiously opened my folder,
she would naturally notice this interesting difference. Everything was ready; I just waited for my mom to open it.
This kind of update didn't have to wait for my dad to go on a long trip. Sometimes, my mom would come home from work early and turn on the computer to
update herself. So, all I had to do was create space for my mom. I calculated the days when my mom was about to update, and
on those days, I would arrange to go out with friends or play soccer or go for a run, basically
leaving my mom alone at home from work until dinner. As usual, I set all the mother-son videos to the beginning so
I could observe any changes. This went on for about a month. During that time, my mom probably turned on her computer and updated
the videos four or five times. I wasn't in a hurry to check her viewing history every time, trying to act
calmly so I could pretend not to know anything when interacting with her. But inside, I was quite restless.
During this period, my mom's behavior was relatively normal; she didn't seem to resist my occasional unwanted advances
. I figured she probably just hadn't opened the folder to look at the videos. After about a month, I couldn't contain
my curiosity anymore. I turned on the computer to check if my mom had opened any videos. I opened them one by one, and I
was shocked. Every single one of them, every single video in the folder, had a changed playback bar. This meant my mom had
watched every single one, and they were all subtitled, with the plots quite clear. Knowing the result, sitting in front of the computer, I didn't feel the joy of my plan succeeding; instead, I felt nervous and confused. I was nervous about whether my mom 　　would scold me or become wary of me
afterward .
What's puzzling is that, logically, she should have felt a bit awkward after watching the video, like the first time
, but she acted perfectly normal during this period, even letting me touch her inappropriately. Thinking about it carefully
, it's quite intriguing. Could it be that I've unknowingly broken through my mom's defenses?
This part of the story seems to have taken too much time to explain, and I'm sure I'll be accused of being long-winded, haha. The reason I've talked so much about this is
that, looking back, this act of enticing my mom to watch the video actually played a
significant role in my strategy and had a considerable impact on what followed.
This update was started before finals, and then I put it aside for a while. I finally managed to finish
it during this time, and because it's been so long, my thoughts are inevitably a bit scattered, and I haven't fully organized what happened next. I hope everyone understands
. The next update will further describe what happened afterward.

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