【Mom, I love you】【New version】(6)

Six. Sex in the Wild
Three hours later, Mom and Dad got up. As before, neither of them noticed
what had happened during that time. However, Mom walked with a strange swaying gait.
"What's wrong? You walk strangely," Dad asked. "
I don't know why, my butt feels sore and itchy, it's uncomfortable..."
"Oh? Do you have parasites? Hahaha..." "Ugh
, you're the one with parasites!" Mom laughed and playfully punched Dad, but seemed unconcerned. She
didn't bring it up again soon. It seemed he'd gone too far with Mom's anus earlier; he'd have to be more careful next time.
That evening, after dinner, I lay in bed thinking. I only had one pill left of the drug Ah Long gave me.
How should I use it? And after I used it up, if I wanted to use this method to rape Mom again, should I go find Ah Long
? The moment I thought of it, the image of Ah Long having sex with my mother flashed into my mind. His thick penis relentlessly
thrust into her vagina. Although seeing my mother being with a man other than my father was stimulating,
I also felt conflicted and that it was wrong...
With only one pill left, I obviously couldn't do anything to my mother at that moment, so the days
passed quickly as I racked my brains for a solution. A few days later, my father returned to his unit after leave, leaving just my mother and me at home again
. Since I had been accepted into a high school closer to home, I spent most of my time at home
watching TV with my mother or browsing the internet for new novels about mother-son incest.
"I'll look for inspiration in novels!" I suddenly thought. Instead of racking my brains alone, I might as well look at
some online erotic novels and see if there were any suitable plots to reference.
"No time like the present," I thought, and searched for "mother" and "mother and son" on Kiss.
Several articles appeared, and I read them carefully, hoping to find something I could exploit.
"Using Mom as a Hostess" perfectly matched my mother's situation: a diabetic mother experiencing hypoglycemia, and her son
taking advantage of the situation to have others rape her... Wait, isn't that my current situation? However, unlike reality
, my mother doesn't faint from hypoglycemia just because I say so, and such opportunities don't come often... Okay, next
one.
"Mother-Oedipus Diary" describes how my mother indirectly seduced me into having sex with her because she secretly read my diary
... Uh... That's too unrealistic. Besides, I don't write in my diary myself, and my mother wouldn't even look through my
things. This couldn't possibly work... Next one.
This "I Love My Mom" story is something else! Besides the mother, even the sisters are involved.
What initially piqued my interest was the relationship between the protagonist and the mother, but after closer inspection, I realized the protagonist
had been inseparable from his mother since childhood. Over time, his mother had become accustomed to his advances, leading to his
successful attempt to seduce her into bed. For me, a soon-to-be high school student, this was probably too late. Besides, suddenly being so clingy with my mother
would likely seem strange to her. Forget it... I gave up.
Closing the computer, I considered the key points of various stories: I couldn't possibly let my mother seduce
me, and I didn't have the guts to rape her... In the end, it seemed that drugging her was the most direct and
effective method. Although the drug Ah Long gave me was very effective, and my mother was completely unaware afterward, each pill
was so expensive that it was almost impossible for me, who rarely had any allowance. It seemed I would have to obediently wait for
my mother to faint from low blood sugar.
I carefully recalled the past. Since my mother fell ill, she had a significantly higher chance of fainting in the summer. The reason was
that she overestimated her physical strength. In the hot summer, after losing a lot of sweat and heat, she
was very prone to fainting if she didn't eat anything sugary or high-calorie. Unfortunately, she didn't believe in this, always saying she
knew her own body best, so she often fainted without warning. Since it was so incredibly hot now, I couldn't
let this opportunity go to waste, so I started a new plan.
That day, I invited my mother to go for a walk on a nearby hiking trail. My mother checked the time, thought she should be able to get
home in time for lunch, and agreed. I even jokingly asked her to bring some drinks, in case she suddenly had low blood sugar
. But her answer was exactly what I expected: "No, I'll just come back quickly. Besides, there's a trail, so it's fine
." Hehe, you said that, didn't you?
My mom and I arrived at the trailhead. Although it's called a hike, it's really just a small hill;
if you walk slowly, the whole thing takes about 40-50 minutes. Perhaps because it wasn't a holiday and it was almost noon
, there wasn't a single person along the way (though even on a holiday, there aren't many people). My mom and I
walked and chatted, but I didn't pay much attention to our conversation, patiently waiting for the right moment
.
As it approached noon, the temperature gradually rose, and it was now much hotter than when we started. My mom had fallen
about five or six steps behind me. I turned to my mom, who was covered in sweat, and asked, "Are you alright? Are you tired
?" "No, sweating a little feels great!" my mom said casually, taking out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat
before continuing to follow me. However, I could see that her eyes were starting to glaze over; I knew it was a sign of low blood sugar
.
After several more minutes, we finally reached the top of the mountain. As we prepared to descend, Mom started
acting strangely, walking unsteadily. I had to barely support her to keep going. "Hey, hey, hey, see? You
're low blood sugar again!" I said deliberately, because Mom would always reply, "I don't have low blood sugar!"
Just like a drunk person denying they've been drinking, Mom never realized it herself and then replenished her energy
. Of course, all of this was part of my plan.
Knowing Mom's temperament, I had no choice but to support her as she walked. Not long after, Mom closed her eyes and fainted
. Seeing that the time was right, I made sure she was completely unconscious before taking her to a nearby grove of trees.
Because of Mom's poor health, Dad deliberately bought a house in the mountains, where the air was fresh and pleasant, perfect
for her. Now, I can't help but thank Dad for choosing a place where I could easily create opportunities to make our home.
After finally getting Mom into the woods, which was quite a distance from the trail, I made sure no one would
disturb us. Then I laid her down on the ground and began to undress her. Today, Mom was wearing a pink
polo shirt and denim shorts. I gently pulled her shirt up to her chest, revealing her pale yellow
bra. I first gently massaged her breasts through the bra, then slowly pulled the cups
down, revealing her long-awaited nipples.
After sucking on her nipples for a while, I pulled down her pants. Her panties and bra were a set
, also pale yellow. I spread her legs and rubbed my fingers back and forth along her vulva.
Within seconds, faint traces of her vulva were visible at the bottom of her panties, and Mom involuntarily moaned
. Fearing my mother would suspect why her underwear was so wet, I didn't dare play for too long. So I took off her underwear, and then
stripped her upper body naked as well.
In the sunlit woods, I looked at my mother lying naked on the fallen leaves. The scene
was truly beautiful and alluring, yet it also carried a strange and obscene atmosphere. My mother could never have imagined that
her son would leave her so naked in the wild.
Returning to my mother's legs, I carefully licked her vulva, my tongue skillfully teasing her
clitoris and labia, enjoying the sensation of her pubic hair tickling my nose. My hands also reached to her chest, kneading her
large, cherry-like nipples. I don't know if my mother felt it too, but she kept making soft moans like "Mmm... Ah...
" Then, I freed my right hand and slowly inserted my middle finger into my mother's vagina. When
more vaginal fluid flowed out, I inserted my index finger instead.
I rapidly thrust my two fingers in and out of my mother's genitals, causing her body to arch upwards
. Her vulva gushed forth fluids, and her moans grew like a kitten's wail. I
then pressed down on her clitoris with my left hand and quickly manipulated it. With this constant stimulation, my mother's
voice became like a cry, her mouth uttering "No...no..." like a skipped note
.
"Ahhh..." Finally, she gushed out a large amount of fluid—I couldn't tell if it was vaginal fluid or urine—
and collapsed back to the ground like a kite with a broken string, panting heavily. Seeing my mother's genitals glistening with fluids,
my erection, already throbbing painfully, made me hastily pull down my pants, spread her legs,
and thrust directly into her vagina.
I couldn't feel her vagina, still tight from my intense thrusting, as I entered her.
I grabbed my mother's thighs with both hands and began thrusting wildly, wanting to
release all the pent-up desire of the past few days into her body.
"Ah...uh...mmm...ah..." With the rhythm of my thrusts, my mother moaned
, her face seemingly enjoying the pleasure brought by her own son's penis. "If
I could, I really want to make love to you while I'm conscious, you know? Mom, Mom...
" I said to my unconscious mother, while vigorously thrusting into the alluring
honey hole that I dreamed of every night.
Then, I changed positions. Since we were in the wild, it would be a shame not to mate like dogs.
I turned my mother over, raised her buttocks, aimed at her opening, and thrust wildly again, kneading her plump
buttocks with my hands, or spreading them open to look at her anus that I hadn't been able to penetrate before, gently massaging her anus with my thumb
.
Outdoor sex was more exciting than I'd imagined. Holding my mother's waist, I used all my strength for a final
sprint. Just before ejaculation, I released her, spraying thick semen onto her fair back
...
After carefully cleaning up, I took my mother back to the mountain path, letting her recover a bit. Then I gave
her some pre-hidden juice. Because it didn't take long, she quickly regained consciousness, but
she was still weak and asked me feebly if she had fainted again.
"Sigh, I told you to bring something sweet. Luckily I was prepared." Although I said that, I secretly
chuckled, thanking my mother's thick skin for giving me the opportunity to be so "close" to her!

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