[Falling in Love with Mom's Buttocks] (Stockings, Anal Sex, Incest) Chapter Two

Chapter Two
First, I need to clarify something. It seems there's a misunderstanding in Chapter One: the scene during the Spring Festival where I glimpsed my mother and
father cleaning themselves after making love. I was ten years old at that time. I just reread Chapter One and realized that if
you read straight through, you might assume it happened during the Spring Festival immediately after the summer I saw my mother's butt while peeing at age eight, as mentioned at the beginning .
Some observant readers might notice
a contradiction in some parts of Chapter Two involving years and ages. However, since Chapter One is already published, I'm too lazy to revise it. I'll release a complete version after the full story is finished
and correct it then. For now, please bear with this patch, as it's not
a crucial detail. Apologies.
P.S.: Looking at recent replies, many readers have reminded me that my
story "My Mature Mother" hasn't been updated in a long time. I'd like to inform everyone that I will be focusing on
updating this story and "My Mature Mother" from now on. Until either of these two stories is finished, I won't be starting any new projects…
probably! #^_^#
Finally, wishing all my fellow wolves a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a peaceful and joyful family reunion!
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"Hehehe..." Hearing my vivid and expressive description,
my mother, who had been lazily lying on the bed with her eyes half-closed in rest, couldn't help but laugh. She slapped away my hands that were kneading her plump buttocks
. "So, according to you, you've never been a good person since you were little? You were only a few years old when you were peeping at your mother
washing her butt!"
Her voice sounded stern, but if you saw my mother's alluring appearance with her eyes sparkling with desire,
you definitely wouldn't feel a trace of fear, only a dry mouth and burning lust.
I had been resting for over twenty minutes. I lay on my side next to my mother, one leg resting on her long, fleshy
, stocking-clad leg. My hips were pressed against her full, round buttocks, rubbing back and forth gently, feeling
the smoothness of the stockings and the warmth emanating from her skin. My penis, which had been limp after ejaculating,
slowly regained its strength under the stimulation of my mother's warm body and the smooth stockings, poking hard against her plump, smooth buttocks.
Unconsciously, I went from lying on my side to lying face down on my mother's smooth, bare back, my thigh resting on her plump,
round, snowy buttocks. The purple glans, still sticky with secretions, rubbed back and forth on my mother's soft, smooth, stocking-clad thighs
, leaving mottled marks on the pink, ultra-thin stockings.
My mother also sensed the change in my body, her face slightly flushed, as if she wanted to say something. But my interest was reignited
, and I had no intention of listening. I stood up, bent down, and lifted my mother's soft, slender waist, positioning her kneeling on
the bed with her buttocks raised high. My now-erect penis easily found
the tender anus between her plump buttocks. With the lubrication of the semen I had previously ejaculated inside, my thick penis easily slid all the way into
her small anus.
With a muffled groan from my mother, I straddled her snow-white, full, silky buttocks, relentlessly
thrusting into her tight, soft rectum once again. The words my mother wanted to say were pushed back, and
only moans of "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" could be uttered from her slightly parted red lips with each intense thrust of my penis.
Kneeling on my mother's plump, soft, silky buttocks, I reached out and grabbed her long, black hair with my right hand, causing her slender
, pink neck to bend backward into a soft arc, like holding the reins while I wantonly
violated her. My left hand wasn't idle either, constantly kneading my mother's soft, plump buttocks.
Encased in sheer pink pantyhose that shimmered softly, the flesh felt even smoother and more silky to the touch than its natural softness.
My mother's round, white buttocks were freely played with and kneaded under my hands, the flesh squeezed
into various shapes between my fingers, sometimes slapped hard twice without mercy. With each ripple of flesh, my mother's seductive
moans, almost dripping with moisture, added even more eroticism to the scene of her son wantonly defiling her tender anus
.
Watching my beautiful mother in stockings obediently arching her neck and raising her buttocks to receive my penis thrusting in and out of her anus,
especially each time my thick, menacing penis stretched open her originally tight and delicate anus until the
entire dark shaft disappeared between her two plump, white buttocks... The intense visual stimulation, coupled with
the tight, pleasurable sensation of my lower body being enveloped by my mother's soft, supple anus, made my breathing increasingly uneven, and my movements unconsciously
became more and more wild.
With each vigorous thrust of my strong waist, my mother's tender body
swayed back and forth with the high-frequency impacts. However, because I held her long hair in my hand, each time she was pushed forward by the impact, her hair would pull it
back. The throbbing pain from her hair roots forced my mother to tilt her head back, her slender neck bending into a considerable
arc—a testament to the effects of her years of diligent yoga practice. This posture didn't
seem to strain her much, but the somewhat humiliating position and the occasional pain in her head still made her
fair cheeks flush red, and she seemed to have difficulty breathing.
However, as I mentioned before, my mother actually has a slight masochistic tendency deep down, and modern medicine
has also proven that a certain degree of pain during sex can enhance pleasure; an extreme example is SM. Of course
, my mother hasn't gone that far, but submitting to her son and assuming such a shameful, dog-like
position with her ass sticking out, although it has become a common occurrence during our incestuous relationship, still evokes
a sense of shame in her each time, as well as a trembling, immoral pleasure hidden beneath that shame. The pain of her hair being pulled and
the burning sensation of her large, round buttocks being mercilessly slapped by her son only fueled her
desire to be ravaged and played with by her own son...
Because she had just ejaculated, this anal sex lasted longer. Finally, with a muffled
roar, I gripped my mother's plump, soft buttocks, and with a powerful, forceful thrust into her already slightly swollen
and tender anus, my penis throbbed violently in the warm, lubricated rectum, ejaculating my second wave of semen that day. I
squinted, my lower abdomen pressed tightly against my mother's round, plump, silky buttocks, enjoying the pleasure of ejaculation. And as the rapidly
shooting semen hit the rectal wall in waves, my mother let out a particularly ecstatic moan from her nose.
Her plump, soft body suddenly stiffened, her tender anus tightly gripping my thick penis, writhing
as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of my semen.
She remained frozen like this for several minutes before finally letting out a long breath and relaxing her tense muscles. Releasing her grip,
even through the thin pink stockings, I could still see the bright red finger marks left on my mother's once snow-white buttocks
. Although I knew they would fade quickly, seeing the marks of my ravaging on my mother's fair skin
still caused me some heartache, but more than anything, I felt the smug satisfaction of a male leaving proof of ownership after possessing a female
.
With a "pop," I pulled my penis, covered in the secretions of both mother and son, from between my mother's buttocks. Although I wasn't as tense as before after ejaculating
, my penis wasn't completely limp and still looked menacing. I lazily
leaned against the headboard, spreading my legs wide on the bed. Knowing my preferences perfectly, my mother obediently turned around and
lay on my thigh from the side, burying her head between my legs, using her nimble lips and tongue to
clean my penis afterward.
Although this thick penis had just been thrusting in and out of her own anus for a while, my mother showed no
disgust or aversion, diligently cleaning her son's penis with her fragrant saliva. Her nimble, small, rosy tongue
circled around the slowly limp penis, first licking away the secretions belonging to herself and her son
, then tirelessly using her lips and tongue to suck up the remaining semen from the penis, occasionally
sweeping the tip of her tongue across the slightly open urethral opening, the itchy and pleasurable sensation making me gasp from time to time
.
My thighs were pressed against my mother's soft, full breasts, and I could feel the slightly hard nipples. While
enjoying the service of my mother's lips and tongue, I reached out and casually stroked her plump, silky buttocks. The reason my mother
adopted this kneeling position from the side was the result of many attempts. Only in this way could
I easily play with her ample breasts, plump buttocks, and silk-stockinged legs while she was giving me oral sex—of course, 69 was also
possible, but men usually fall into a languid state after ejaculation, so this position became
my mother's exclusive way of serving me afterward.
My palms caressed my mother's plump buttocks and legs, which were covered in sheer pink stockings. Underneath the
smooth, satin-like touch of the stockings, I could feel the warmth and fullness of my mother's flesh. When I was a child, my mother
was busy with housework in the countryside, and because she was young, she maintained a very good figure. Now she lives in the city, living
a life of luxury, but thanks to the yoga she started learning a few years ago and practicing diligently, although she can no longer be as
youthful and energetic as she was in her youth, she can definitely be classified as a "hot mom." Her soft, full breasts
showed almost no signs of sagging, and her slightly rounded belly added to her mature, voluptuous charm. Her long, full
legs and round, pert buttocks were her proudest features—and, of course, what attracted me most—so whenever
she wore a short skirt and stockings, she always attracted a lot of attention.
Kneading her plump, round buttocks encased in thin, smooth pink stockings, I suddenly chuckled softly
.
My mother looked up at me, puzzled. I smiled and said, "I remember you told me that when
you were in school, people laughed at you because of your big butt."
Hearing this, the flush on her cheeks, which had faded from her initial passion, turned red again. "You brat
, I shouldn't have told you that back then," she said, trying to get up.
But I wasn't going to let Mom get away so easily. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back into my arms. "Don't rush
, Mom, let me hug you a little longer. By the way, what did they say about you back then? Big butt?!"
Mom rolled her eyes at me, but didn't struggle anymore, nestled obediently in my arms. "Who remembers
? Anyway, they said pretty nasty things. What good could those vulgar words in the countryside possibly be?"
I wrapped one arm around Mom, rubbing her full breasts as I asked with a smile, "So, Mom,
are you still self-conscious about your big butt?"
Mom squinted, enjoying my groping, and laughed as she answered, "Hmm...
do you think Mom's butt is too big?"
"Hehe, how could I? Mom's butt is big and round, so many men would drool over it. I
love it. If other people knew I could have sex with such a beautiful big butt every day, they'd be so envious
!" I laughed and lightly patted Mom's fleshy, full buttocks.
"Tch, what are you saying, talking about doing it or not? It's so awful!" Though she said that, the smile in her eyes proved that
my flattery had pleased her.
"So, Mom, do you remember when you discovered I liked to peek at your butt?"
I asked with a laugh, my large hand stroking her smooth, soft buttocks.
"Hehe, how could I not remember? You little pervert, how old were you then? Ten? Eleven? Anyway, I
'm not wrong to say you've been a pervert since you were little!" Mom squinted, lying lazily in my arms, letting me
freely grope her beautiful body.
I couldn't help but laugh too. "But after you discovered it, Mom, not only did you not say anything, but you also
created opportunities for me to peek from time to time. That doesn't count as me being a pervert, does it?!" I
patted her full, soft, round buttocks a few more times.
"No, no, that's not true! You were the one who secretly watched!" As always, whenever
the topic turned to the initial cause of our illicit relationship, Mom would angrily accuse me of being a lecherous scoundrel
.
"Okay, okay, it was me, it was me! I've been a little pervert since I was little, always spying on my mom when she showers or
goes to the toilet." With Mom pinching my waist, I had no choice but to submit.
As we joked around, I unconsciously thought back to my old home in the countryside, especially after
that winter when I became truly obsessed with Mom's buttocks...
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"Splash... splash..." Accompanied by the sound of water, a graceful and beautiful figure stood up from the large wooden tub
, took a clean towel from the side, and began to wipe the water droplets off her body.
Ever since I accidentally saw my mother cleaning her genitals after making love with my father that Spring Festival, I
've never forgotten her snow-white, plump buttocks. Back then in the countryside, married women generally didn't
value their privacy as much as unmarried young women, especially with their families. Even though I was already thirteen (by Chinese reckoning)
, in the eyes of my elders, I was still a child. As my grandmother would say, "Without hair on your penis, you can run around the whole village,"
meaning that even if I ran around naked, the worst I'd get was a few slaps on the buttocks.
So, in that environment, I had plenty of opportunities to peep at my mother when she went to the toilet or showered
, and while she wasn't as unconcerned as the village women with their sagging breasts
, she never deliberately avoided changing clothes in front of me. So, openly and secretly,
my mother's large breasts and plump buttocks have been deeply imprinted in my mind.
Three years have passed since that Spring Festival, and I'll be in fifth grade this summer.
Over the past three years, I've grown quite a bit taller, only about half a head shorter than my mother. I've also developed a vague
awareness of sex, which has fueled my urge to spy on her. However, something recently has made me
uneasy: it seems like my mother has noticed someone spying on her a few times. Although she hasn't caught me red-handed,
and she hasn't seemed suspicious, I was still on edge for a while. But after some time, seeing that my mother didn't
show any unusual behavior, I couldn't resist starting to spy on her big
buttocks again when she went to the toilet or took a shower.
My mother seems to have returned to her previous oblivious state, but vaguely, I still feel that my
mother is somewhat different from before, something strange, but I can't quite put my finger on it.
But I digress; let's get back to the scene before me. In the hot summer, a shower before bed is essential , which naturally gives me more opportunities to spy. We've built 　　a simple bathroom
in the backyard, enclosed by a bamboo fence .
To avoid being seen, the fence was built higher than the yard wall, but due to the material
, there were still many gaps, which undoubtedly provided me with many convenient conditions for spying on my mother's grand plan.
It was a little past six in the afternoon, and although dinner had been finished, the sky was still quite bright. Usually, my mother
would wait until it was completely dark before taking a bath, but today, for some reason, she often bathed in the evening, and sometimes she would
take another bath after working up a sweat at night. I was too lazy to think about why; anyway, the brighter the light,
the clearer it was for me to see, so I was naturally happy to let her do so.
At this time, of course, I wasn't going to read comic books with Xiao Hu and the others as my mother thought;
instead, I was lying on the outside of the fence, one eye pressed against the gap between the bamboo stalks, my gaze fixed on my mother's
soft and graceful naked body—this was much more interesting than comic books.
My mother took a bar of soap and lathered herself up and down, then picked up a loofah and
gently scrubbed herself.
I kept adjusting my position outside to get a better look at my mother's firm, snow-white breasts, slender, soft
waist, long, smooth legs, and most attractive of all,
her round, plump, snow-white buttocks. My mother bent down to wash her long, beautiful legs, which perfectly exposed her round, pert, and plump buttocks
to my view. Especially because her buttocks were sticking out, even the
dark red cleft and pink anus, which were originally hidden by her two plump buttocks, were clearly visible.
This sensual and stimulating scene unfolded before my eyes, and I felt a surge of heat coursing through my body, finally
concentrating below my navel, somewhat like the urge to urinate. At the same time, my head felt hot, my mouth was dry, and
I could almost hear the veins in my temples throbbing with my heartbeat.
My mother remained in the same position, one hand reaching under her crotch to gently wash her
delicate female genitalia. A slender, white finger lightly
circled and rubbed the outside of her anus, which was shyly closed like a pink daisy. At that moment, I almost forgot to breathe, completely absorbed in staring at my mother's
tender anus, which was appearing and disappearing intermittently.
When I came to my senses, I realized my crotch was hot and swollen. I pulled down my pants and saw that my hairless, white
penis was hard and pointing upwards. The foreskin covering the glans had parted slightly like a catfish's mouth,
revealing half of the bright red glans protruding outside, which stung a little. I shifted my body slightly, and the exposed
glans brushed against my clothes, sending a wave of indescribable tingling
, itchy sensation through me. I gasped and let out a small groan.
The sound startled me, and I quickly covered my mouth. I nervously peeked through the crack in the fence to check
on my mother. She seemed oblivious, still humming a tune as she washed herself.
I breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed hard, and pressed my hand to my chest to calm my
wildly beating heart. The fright had made my previously erect penis go soft again, returning to its usual size.
The sound of water splashing in my mother's shower resumed. I hesitated for a moment, then couldn't resist my lust
and peeked again. What I saw almost made my eyes pop out.
What I saw before me was enough to make my blood boil: my mother was bent over, half-squatting,
her right hand supporting her knee, her left hand still in her buttocks as I had seen before, but the most alluring and stimulating focus
was on her slender, white middle finger—now, more than one joint was missing. Because Mom was
emitting soft, seductive moans while using her left middle finger to poke and protrude into her own tender,
pink anus!
When I saw this shocking scene without warning, I felt a rush of
heat to my head, and I felt completely numb, only the lewd and stimulating image before me magnifying
and magnifying until it filled my entire field of vision!
The hot, swollen feeling in my groin returned, even more intense than before. I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together
and twist back and forth, which gave my sensitive glans a much stronger stimulation than last time. I finally couldn't help
but groan.
Mom's body stiffened, and she abruptly bent over and sat back in the bathtub, grabbing the clothes next to her and frantically covering herself.
He shouted, his voice trembling, "Who are you?"
I was terrified and turned to run, dashing through most of the village until I reached the ginkgo grove behind it.
It was afternoon, and there was no one there, only the chirping of cicadas. My legs gave way, and I collapsed under a large ginkgo
tree, gasping for breath, my chest heaving as if my heart was about to leap out.
It took a long time for me to calm down. Wiping the sweat from my brow, I unconsciously recalled
the scene I had just witnessed—the lewd image of my mother inserting her fingers into her own tight, luscious anus.
I couldn't help but swallow hard. For a thirteen-year-old boy,
the impact of this scene was far too shocking, far beyond what I had previously glimpsed of my mother's ample breasts and buttocks.
As I tried to calm my rapid breathing and recalled the erotic and lewd scene I had just witnessed,
my penis unconsciously began to throb and throb between my legs again. I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together and rub them back and forth,
that comfortable yet itchy feeling returning, causing me to groan involuntarily once more.
This position of rubbing my legs together was very inconvenient, so I stopped after a while. However,
I didn't dare go home now. Although my mother hadn't seen who was outside, I didn't know if she would recognize it as me from that groan
. If she did, I would be in for a world of hurt if I went back now. Although my mother
was always very gentle, if I really did something wrong, she
wouldn't hold back at all when she grabbed a feather duster and spanked me... Just thinking about it made my bottom feel hot, so I couldn't help but sigh and
spread my arms and legs out under the shade of a tree.
One moment I was worried about getting a beating when I got back, the next I couldn't help but recall my mother's plump, round, snowy buttocks and
her tight, alluring anus. Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep in the woods, accompanied by the sound of cicadas and the gentle breeze
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