Pantyhose, my favorite

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. My name is Xia Qingyu, and I am an only child. Although sometimes I envy other families with siblings to keep them company, it's not that my mother doesn't want to have one or two more children, but no matter what, my younger brother or sister just won't appear (I later found out why). It's not all bad, being an only child has its advantages. My parents treat me like a treasure, and I never lack for food, drink, or toys. Our family's economic situation is above average. My father often travels for work, and it's common for him to be away from home for three or four days at a time. Sometimes, for places far away, he won't be home for three or four weeks. My mother works for a fairly large company and has a regular working life. Therefore, although my father is rarely home, my mother takes good care of me. Because I spend every day with my mother, we have a good relationship. In contrast, while my relationship with my father isn't like that of strangers, when he comes home, I just greet him and say something like, "Dad, you've worked hard." My father knew he had been somewhat unfair to the family, so he ensured we lived a very comfortable life. My mother was a very independent woman. Although my father was rarely home, I rarely heard her complain. At most, she would grumble when he came back from abroad about why he hadn't bought a nice handbag, haha! Given this lifestyle, it was natural that my mother took care of everything from my childhood to adulthood. Whether it was kindergarten, elementary school, or junior high, she never missed a single school event that required parental attendance. Although I don't have any siblings, I have something to be proud of: I have a beautiful mother. My mother gave birth to me at twenty-two. While not particularly young, it's still quite different compared to the modern society where people tend to marry and have children later in life. Having a young and beautiful mother was a source of pride when I was little; I always compared things! Looking at my mother and comparing her to others... you can tell how lucky I was. My mother wasn't the dazzling beauty of a big star, but rather possessed an elegant, refined air. She seemed quiet and had a good temperament. When she smiled, her small, cat-like mouth would slightly upturn. Her almond-shaped eyes weren't particularly large, but they were very bright and captivating. Her slightly wavy black hair was meticulously maintained, like that of a shampoo commercial model. Even after giving birth to me, she maintained a great figure. People were often surprised to see her with me, this little devil, by her side, as she was already married and had a child.
However, being an only child and primarily raised by my mother, there was a problem: there were some things I couldn't learn from her, such as knowledge about my own body. Around the third grade of elementary school, the school held a pole-climbing competition. It was actually a very silly sport; you had to climb iron railings that were about two stories high, like a monkey. There were about ten such railings next to the school's sports field, specifically for pole climbing. I wasn't particularly athletic, but I was pretty good at pole climbing (probably because I was thin). Many chubby classmates couldn't even get more than ten centimeters off the ground after climbing up, so I was often called up by the teacher to demonstrate. As I demonstrated more, I climbed faster and faster, and that's how I discovered things I wouldn't normally notice. When I tightly wrapped my legs around the metal pole and climbed upwards, my penis would rub against the pole forcefully and rapidly through my sweatpants. I, being young, accidentally discovered that the faster I climbed and the harder the friction, the itchier my penis became. At that time, I didn't understand pleasure at all, nor did I get an erection; I just felt a particularly sore and itchy sensation in my penis while climbing, and a feeling of needing to urinate. When I first discovered this, I quickly jumped down and ran to the school toilet, but I stood there for a long time without being able to urinate. When I went back to climb the pole, I found that sore and numb sensation in my penis returned, and as I climbed more and faster, that itchy yet somewhat pleasurable feeling became stronger and stronger. I didn't ask my teacher or mother why this was happening; I just considered it a little secret that made my penis feel good.
Not long after, the showerhead in our bathroom broke down for some reason, and for a while, hot water would basically spray directly from the pipe when I showered. That's when I discovered that spraying my penis with a water jet gave me the same tingling and itchy feeling as when I was climbing a pole. This was a novel discovery for me, because I no longer needed to go to the school's pole-climbing area to make my penis feel good; I could do it right there in my own bathroom with a water jet. At the time, I didn't even know I could use my hands—I was just a little kid in third grade, after all.
Even after the showerhead at home was fixed, I would still remove it and just use the hose. Around fifth grade, I discovered that my penis would become erect, transforming from a small lump into a large, vascularized shaft. Spraying water on the enlarged head felt even better (at that time, the foreskin was still covering it). And after spraying with the water at maximum for a few minutes, the head would become increasingly tingling and numb, reaching a state I can't describe—so pleasurable that I couldn't stand it, my whole body would shiver, and after a few seconds, I would suddenly not want to spray anymore. At that time, I didn't know how to ejaculate; it was purely an erection that resulted in a weaker orgasm than what I experienced after I fully matured, but it was still very enjoyable.
Fifth-grade students are still quite mischievous; roughhousing and fighting are commonplace. Once, during cleaning time, the floor was still wet from the mopping, and I was running and playing with my classmates, laughing and joking. I slipped on a wet patch and fell tumbling down the stairs. My classmates were terrified and started crying. The teacher rushed over and took me to the infirmary. I was in so much pain I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there, letting the teacher carry me to the infirmary, and then to the hospital. After a thorough examination, they found my right arm was fractured and would need a cast for several months; my left fingers were also bruised and temporarily unable to use them. This was terrible, because I'm right-handed, and I really can't do anything without my right hand. That day, my mother rushed to the hospital from work, crying her eyes out. I could only awkwardly say, "Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu was naughty." My mother hugged me, crying and comforting me, saying, "It's okay, Xiaoyu, it doesn't hurt, Mom doesn't blame you."
When I got home that day, I realized I was in a terrible state. I couldn't even eat or open the door by myself, so my mother had to follow me around, helping me with all sorts of chores. The first embarrassing thing my mother did for me was help me go to the toilet. Needless to say, my right hand was in a cast, and my left finger was also injured. I didn't even have the strength to pull down my pants. It was the first time I had felt so weak, and I cried in frustration. My mother had initially tried to let me go to the toilet by myself, but when she heard me crying inside, she realized it wouldn't work, so she pushed the door open and came in to help. My mother had taken leave from work, and she was still wearing her office lady outfit, her miniskirt stretched taut, when she squatted down next to me, who was still quite short at the time, to help me unzip my pants. My left hand naturally rested on my mother's thigh, which was covered by tight stockings under her skirt. That's when I realized how nice stockings were to touch. They were thin yet shiny, smooth and soft, and felt very comfortable on my hand. Even though my left hand was just resting there gently, a slippery feeling traveled from my palm to my brain, bringing a slight pleasure.
After Mom unzipped my pants, my little penis, which she hadn't seen in a long time, was finally exposed. It was limp and couldn't urinate, so Mom gently cupped it in her soft, white hands, waiting for me to pee. My penis, tense and itchy under Mom's grasp, suddenly found its strength in my left hand, which was gripping Mom's thigh covered in shiny, skin-colored stockings. The smooth touch from her left hand, combined with the way her soft, boneless hand gently cupped my penis, caused it, which normally only got erect when showered, to suddenly swell uncontrollably and rapidly. In less than a few dozen seconds, it had become a large, veiny penis. Mom's beautiful phoenix eyes widened in surprise as she watched my penis grow larger and larger, pointing forward at a ninety-degree angle, and rising higher and higher. Perhaps it couldn't be called a penis anymore; it was a fully erect penis.
Any man knows that it's impossible to urinate when it's erect. It's especially painful to have an erection when you feel the urge to urinate. My mother didn't know what to do, so she could only hold my erect penis and squat down next to me, stunned. Even though she was her own son, seeing me with an erection must have been quite embarrassing. I was only in fifth grade then, so I didn't feel embarrassed, but the pain of not being able to urinate was excruciating. I tried to force the urine out, but I couldn't, and my face contorted in agony.
"Mom, I can't pee..." I managed to squeeze out a sentence as I turned to my mother.
Mom remained wide-eyed, unsure what to do. (Thinking to myself, I was quite experienced in handling my own penis, so I naively added my own secret: "I always spray my penis hard with the hose when I shower, and it shrinks after a while."
Mom was clearly even more shocked, obviously surprised that her precious son could already masturbate. After what seemed like an eternity, I was still painfully holding my penis in Mom's grasp.
"Still can't pee..." I groaned in pain.
Mom looked at me, then down at my erect penis, sighed, then withdrew her left hand and instead used her right hand to reach behind me, gently grasping my penis, and began to slowly move it back and forth.
Receiving this kind of sexual stimulation from someone other than myself for the first time, powerful currents began to surge through my penis, and the size of my erection grew increasingly impressive, making my breathing rapid and rapid. Aside from that penis, I was still just a kid, how could I withstand such stimulation? In no time, I felt myself reaching the level that usually takes a long time to achieve with a strong flush, and it was more intense than ever before, like my urine was about to burst out of my head, so intense it was unbearable.
"I peed…!"
Reaching my peak, my legs gave way and I collapsed onto my mother, knocking her against the wall as well. My injured left hand gripped her soft, stockinged thigh tightly. Then, my penis, still held by my mother, instinctively thrust forward, for the first time ever, pushing half of the previously covered glans out from under the foreskin. The wide-open urethral opening pressed against my mother's thigh, clad in shiny, skin-colored pantyhose, and began to violently ejaculate my first virgin semen in eleven years. I'd never seen my penis ejaculate before, even when I used water to masturbate. Now, streams of thick, yellowish-white semen, though not much, splattered all over my mother's stockings. My mind was blank from the pleasure, but instinctively I wanted to grab something. I gripped my mother's stockinged leg tightly, thrusting my hips back and forth, making her delicate right hand rub my ejaculating penis.
Clearly, my mother and I were stunned, leaning against the wall, unresponsive for several seconds. Only after I'd finished ejaculating and my breathing had calmed down did I fearfully say, "Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu peed on your leg." My
mother, who hadn't reacted at all, finally smiled slowly. "Silly Xiaoyu, that wasn't pee."
"Not pee?" I asked, confused. "Then what was it?"
"Xiaoyu will know later." My mother chuckled, then pulled her hand back, grabbed a towel from the wall hanger, and carefully wiped my penis, which had begun to shrink after ejaculation. The glans, which had been half-exposed, had retracted back into the foreskin. As Mom wiped my penis with a towel, I unconsciously stared at her beautiful legs in stockings, stained with my semen, and a strange feeling seemed to be sprouting within me. After wiping my penis, Mom began to clean her own stockinged legs, stained with my virgin semen.
Looking back now, I think my relationship with Mom and my increasingly severe stocking fetish probably started around that time.
The
next day after school, Mom came to pick me up from work. Back home, Mom started preparing to help me take a bath. I had fallen and injured myself at school yesterday, and then ejaculated on Mom's leg in the bathroom, leaving me so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got to my room, so I was still quite dirty. Mom knew I probably couldn't bathe myself, so she rolled up her sleeves and led me into the bathroom to help me undress. Mom probably figured she'd have to change her clothes anyway, so she just wore her work suit while bathing me. I was too young to protest then; if it were now, I'd definitely force her to take off all her clothes to wash me—no, maybe not completely naked, just wearing stockings, and then… but that's a long time from now.
"Oh, I forgot to take off my stockings."
Mom was probably so used to stockings being part of her clothes, or maybe she simply forgot to take them off before starting to bathe me. She only realized those black sheer pantyhose were still on her legs after she'd stripped me naked and lathered me with foam. They were already half-wet, so she just kept them on while bathing me. Hearing Mom say she forgot to take off her stockings made me strangely happy; my stocking fetish had definitely kicked in.
Mom rolled up her sleeves, squatted in front of me, and started vigorously lathering me with foam, then instinctively lifted her skirt to her waist, exposing her entire lower body, covered in black pantyhose, to my view. Through the crotch of my mother's stockings, I could vaguely see a beautiful white pantyhose underneath (I didn't know that was sexy back then). The half-wet, transparent stockings made her snow-white thighs look exceptionally beautiful. My mother rubbed my body back and forth, so I had to put my left hand on her stockinged legs for balance, and also take the opportunity to indulge in touching the stockings. With something to see and something to touch, the little devil was absolutely thrilled. Having already tasted the beauty of her stockinged legs yesterday, today, before my mother even touched my penis, it was already erect, paying homage to her, growing bigger and more swollen, the red penis pointing directly at my mother's beautiful eyes.
My mother slightly moved her delicate eyebrows, pretending nothing was wrong, and continued to rub my body haphazardly. But no matter how she rubbed, she wouldn't touch my swollen penis. Yesterday, having learned how pleasurable it was for my penis to be touched by my mother, I cunningly walked to the toilet, then frowned and asked my mother for help, "Mom, Xiaoyu needs to pee."
"If you want to pee, just pee, don't be shy." My mother smiled at me.
"I can't pee..." I held my penis up to the toilet, lowered my head and made a painful expression, swaying my erect penis back and forth. Actually, I didn't really need to pee, but it was really uncomfortable to have my penis hard for so long. My mother seemed to think for a moment, and then, as if she couldn't stand me anymore, she reached out and circled my penis with her small hand. Like a thief who had
succeeded, I immediately turned around to face my mother who was squatting down, letting her snow-white, tender hand gently stroke my fierce penis that was pointing at her face.
"Why are you turning around, you brat?" My mother frowned, but her light movements didn't stop.
"No..." I said guiltily. Looking back now, I realize how wicked I was back then. I even knew that semen shouldn't be ejaculated in the toilet, but rather directed at a beautiful woman to avoid wasting it.
"You little brat..." Before my mother could finish speaking, I, with absolutely no patience, savored the tender care my mother's hands provided to my penis. In no time, I felt a fatal surge of pleasure shooting straight to my spine. That feeling of wanting to pee that I had yesterday returned uncontrollably, and it seemed even stronger. I thrust my hips forward, half of my glans protruding from the foreskin, and then, with unusual force, I ejaculated my second load of semen onto my beautiful mother, the second time I'd ejaculated since yesterday. This ejaculation, accompanied by waves of stimulating pleasure, was incredibly powerful. My mother, who probably thought she wouldn't be sprayed, accepted my facial ejaculation without any hesitation. The first spurt of semen landed directly on Mom's beautiful face. The second spurt, its force waning, hit her pantyhose, which were completely exposed after she rolled up her skirt, specifically her crotch. A weak third spurt followed, and only a tiny bit landed on the bathroom floor.
"You brat…!" Mom was clearly frightened again, just like yesterday. Thinking about it now, it seems like she's getting scared (by semen) every day. Mom quickly released her right hand from my penis, trying to block the incoming semen, but it was too late; the first two powerful spurts had already hit her. After the first two spurts, I immediately lost my ejaculation power. No matter how hard I ejaculated, I'm still a brat. I immediately pretended to be innocent and frightened, as if it was all an accident.
"Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu again…"
Mom gave me another look that seemed to say she couldn't stand it, then turned around to grab a towel to clean up. A thin stream of semen slowly slid down Mom's pretty face, dripping onto her chin. The white semen that sprayed onto Mom's crotch, set against her black sheer pantyhose, was even more lewd and indescribable. Mom probably hadn't expected a fifth-grader to have such force, which is why she hadn't thought to avoid it.
Mom quickly wiped away the semen from her face and the crotch of her pantyhose, then lightly slapped my bottom, saying, "Didn't you need to pee?"
"Oh." Only then did I remember that I should have peed. Although my main purpose was actually to get Mom to help me ejaculate, I still had to pretend to pee. I turned around so my limp penis was facing the toilet, barely releasing a tiny amount of urine, then turned back with a grin, saying I was done.
"Okay, come on, let's rinse."
Mom pulled me closer and started rinsing the soap off my body with the showerhead. Then she quickly dried me off, finally ending my somewhat unexpected yet incredibly stimulating facial ejaculation experience. ===
... Although I couldn't enjoy that for the time being, perhaps because I behaved much better afterward, my mother probably only considered those two experiences as isolated incidents and didn't treat me like a little pervert. Her guard was lowered considerably. Sometimes she would come into the bathroom to bathe me wearing only a tank top, and you could even see that she wasn't wearing a bra under the tank top, with her two big breasts swaying under her clothes. Occasionally, some water would splash on them, and you could almost see the two protruding nipples. At that time, although I was a little horny, I wasn't to the point of having "desire." At most, I was just curious about what those two big things looked like, swaying around as if they were very elastic, and wondered if they would feel good to touch. The day that my mundane daily bathing routine changed again was a bit hot, and I was already covered in sweat and smelled bad before I even entered the bathroom. After my mother stripped me naked, she turned on the tap, but accidentally didn't control the water flow properly, and the hose jumped a few times, splashing water all over herself. Mom looked like she'd worked up a good sweat all day. After thinking for a moment, she started filling the bathtub with hot water, then put her beautiful hair up in a bun and began taking off her clothes. "Mom, why don't you take a bath with Xiaoyu too, okay?" Mom smiled innocently at me. Could I say no? I could only nod vigorously! I'd forgotten how old I was when I last bathed with Mom; it was a long time ago, so I had no recollection. Maybe I'd gotten used to bathing alone since elementary school, so Mom's naked body felt like a memory from a past life. I sat by the bathtub filled with hot water, watching Mom's movements. Mom slowly unbuttoned her white suit shirt, revealing her breasts encased in a pinkish-green bra; then she removed her beige suit skirt, slowly rolling down her sheer, flesh-colored pantyhose from her waist, revealing a pinkish-green lace thong that clearly matched her bra. Just seeing this was already a bit much for me. Although I was only eleven, some things are controlled by instinct. My previously shrunken penis instantly began to swell and stand erect. I quickly jumped into the bathtub filled with hot water to hide my physical state. My mother didn't notice my movements and continued to unhook her bra from behind. Then, a pair of snow-white, pink, yet enormous breasts sprang out of the bra and swayed in the air. On top of the two firm, teardrop-shaped breasts, two small pink nipples defied gravity and stood upright, looking quite adorable. At the time, I didn't bother to figure out what size breasts such large were. Much later, my mother told me they were 34E. My mother then pulled down her pinkish-green panties, bent over, and took them off her slender, long legs. The triangle area that was originally hidden under the panties had some sparse black hair at the very center. Although there wasn't much, it looked strangely mysterious and alluring. Despite knowing almost nothing about matters between men and women, this scene was enough to make my penis, soaking in the hot water, grow even larger. My mother slowly stepped into the bathtub filled with hot water from behind me, like a lotus emerging from the water, to use a phrase I learned later. Almost unsuspecting, she wrapped her arms around me from behind in the small tub, where I was still quite short at the time. Her two soft yet incredibly elastic breasts pressed lightly against my back before she gently leaned against the tub behind her. Suddenly losing the wonderful sensation on my back, I instinctively leaned back, continuing to press against my mother's beautiful breasts. Because of this slight backward lean, my penis, which had been hidden in front, sprang up and stood erect, clearly visible to my mother behind me. My mother didn't seem to have any negative reaction to my now-grown and erect penis. After a while, she gently said, "Our Xiaoyu has grown up." Of course, I had no idea how I looked like an adult, but resting my head on my mother's breast awakened some memories of when I was a baby in her arms. Did I really suckle from my mother's breast back then? It should have been a sacred scene, but now it was tainted with something unclean in my mind. My already erect penis swelled even more, and half of the red glans peeked out from under the foreskin. "Mom, is it abnormal for my penis to look like this? Or is it sick?" I finally mustered the courage to ask the question that had puzzled me for so long. I felt my mother behind me seem to smile. "This means Xiaoyu has grown up. The little penis has become a big penis, which means our little one has become an adult." "Oh." Reassured, I turned around and knelt in the full bathtub facing my mother's naked body. A little embarrassed, I asked, "I want to touch Mommy's breasts." My mother slightly raised her delicate eyebrows. "Shame on you, Xiaoyu. You're already an adult, and you still want to touch Mommy's breasts?" Her tone didn't sound angry, and she didn't seem to react much, just gently closing her eyes and letting me do as I pleased. I stretched out my small left hand (don't forget my right hand was in a cast at that time!) and placed it on my mother's snow-white, large breasts. A soft, smooth sensation returned to my palm, like an electric shock, yet also as if there was a suction force that made me unable to pull my hand away. Without any instruction, I began to knead my mother's disproportionately large breasts, one on each side, inadvertently stimulating the two tiny pink nipples at the very top. This brought two adorable blushes to my mother's cheeks. At that time, I had no idea that my stimulation had aroused my mother; I simply treated them like toys, continuing to knead them. My mother continued to close her eyes, letting me fondle her snowy breasts, her body seemingly trembling slightly, as if she were enduring something. After a while, my mother opened her eyes, reaching out a hand from the water to grab my erect penis, making my shaft jump nervously. For a moment, I wondered if I had done something wrong. "Mommy, are you feeling unwell? Did Xiaoyu hurt Mommy?" I asked innocently, a little worried. "No, Mommy just... um." My mother, her cheeks flushed, looked very beautiful and charming in the rising steam. "Xiaoyu, you need to learn to wash your own penis from now on." "How do I wash it?" I asked, puzzled.

"First, we need to peel off the foreskin..." Mom said, her right hand still holding my veined penis, while her left hand reached down to support my testicles, making me shiver slightly. Then, her right hand exerted a little force to encircle my penis, and then gently pulled the foreskin down.
"...!!"
Stimulated by the strange sensation, I couldn't make a sound, just watching my glans, which had been hidden under the foreskin for eleven years, slowly emerge from the hot water. There was a slight pain, but more than that, an indescribable soreness and numbness. Then, a large, pink glans was completely exposed in the hot water.
"After that, you need to wash it with your hands..." Her left hand, which had been supporting my testicles, moved up, and her slender fingers gently stroked the glans back and forth, then moved to the groove where it met the shaft, carefully scrubbing away the smegma accumulated there. The inexperienced glans penis couldn't withstand such stimulation. Within seconds, the entire penis swelled violently, the glans turning from pink to a frightening deep red. Then, waves of insane, deadly pleasure surged relentlessly from the erect penis straight to the brain. The urethra opened wide, and a stream of white semen gushed out into the hot water.
"Ouch!"
With a startled cry, my mother released my penis and quickly stood up from the bathtub. At that time, I didn't understand how men and women reproduced, and I didn't understand why my mother reacted so strongly. To me, it was just the same thing that had sprayed out the last two times. Later, I learned that my mother's reaction was because she was afraid that the semen I ejaculated in the water would indirectly impregnate her. Although I didn't know if the semen of an eleven-year-old boy could impregnate a woman, it was still an instinctive reaction to avoid it. Looking back now, it makes sense. Otherwise, what if I, a fifth-grader, had unexpectedly become a father?
Stunned by my mother's reaction, I put on that innocent, frightened expression, almost crying, as if I'd done something terribly wrong. After my mother recovered, seeing my terrified puppy-like appearance, she quickly and tenderly hugged my head, burying me in her soft, 34E breasts.
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoyu, it's okay. Mommy scared you."
My mother gently patted my back, pulled me to my feet, and continued to press me between her large breasts. Actually, I wasn't really scared, but if I could smell the milk, that would be wonderful.
My penis, having ejaculated, was sandwiched between my mother and me, and began to shrink rapidly. I then asked my mother, "My penis has shrunk again, is that normal?"
My mother nodded slightly. "After the white stuff comes out, the penis will shrink."
"Is Xiaoyu's penis too big...? None of my classmates seem to get as big as mine...
" I asked anxiously. That was true. How could a fifth-grader know if his classmates could get erections?
"Xiaoyu's penis is really big..." The words had barely left my mouth when Mom realized something was wrong. It didn't seem like she was comforting me. Although I later learned that a large penis was a good thing, at that time I just felt uneasy. "Xiaoyu, being good isn't bad, it's actually a good thing."
"Really? Why?" I looked up at Mom innocently and asked.
"Well, Xiaoyu will gradually understand later." Why did I feel Mom blushing a little when she said that?
"Okay!" I finally smiled happily.
Mom didn't say anything more, just smiled and started bathing me, who had one arm hanging down.
According to Mom later, my erect penis was already bigger than Dad's at that time (of course, it could also be that Dad's size was a bit small), almost the size of an adult. A short little kid with a big penis looked quite disproportionate. Later, as I grew, my penis became even bigger, which was even more astonishing. So Mom often joked that I wasn't growing tall because all the nutrients I took in were sucked away by that weapon. Of course, that's all in the future.
The
day the cast on my right hand was removed was probably the most depressing day of my eleven years. To outsiders, recovering was the best thing ever. But only I knew that this meant I lost the right to have Mom bathe me every day. Of course, I didn't show my disappointment; I didn't want Mom to think I was a nasty little pervert. Mom
was happy to see me recover, but I didn't react much. I just quietly went with Mom to have a celebratory meal. After returning home, tired from a long day and full from the meal, Mom took a shower (separately from me, of course) and quickly went to her room to sleep. After Mom sent me back to my room, I felt a little resentful, so I hugged my little pillow and stood still in Mom's room. Mom was just about to take off her pajamas and go to bed, looking at me with puzzled eyes, wondering what was wrong.
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"
"I...I want to sleep with Mom." I stammered. Seeing that Mom didn't react, I added, "Mom won't be able to shower with me anymore, so..." Before I could finish, Mom saw my slightly reddened eyes and quickly hugged me, tucking me into her chest.
"Xiaoyu, be good, how about Mom sleeps with you?" Mom lowered her head and gave me a loving smile. I nodded vigorously, and Mom put me on the bed, then took off her light nightgown, leaving only a pair of pale yellow bra and panties, before slipping into the covers.
"That's good, it's been a long time since I slept with our precious son." Mom said with a touch of wistfulness.
We lay down on the bed in Mom and Dad's bedroom, facing the ceiling. It had been so long since I slept with Mom, I felt a little lost, I just lay there with my eyes tightly closed, but I couldn't fall asleep. After a while, I heard a faint rustling sound in the darkness, followed by the click of a clasp opening. I quietly opened my eyes and saw that my mother had taken off her bra. Perhaps she usually doesn't wear a bra to bed, but sleeping naked with her son made her feel awkward, so she wanted to wait until I fell asleep before doing so. I vaguely sensed that my mother had turned over to face me and continued sleeping. I naturally moved closer to her, then reached out and hugged her slender waist, burying my head in her breasts.
My mother clearly hadn't expected me to be awake; she trembled slightly, but didn't say anything, simply wrapping her arms around me from behind. Taking advantage of the situation, I opened my mouth and took one of her nipples into my mouth, making her let out a soft moan.
"You little pervert, really."
With my mother's pink nipple in my mouth and my hand on her firm buttocks, my penis began to swell uncontrollably again, stretching between her legs. My mother chuckled, unconcerned, and slightly lifted her leg, trapping my engorged penis between her thighs through her shorts. I was quite satisfied with the situation and didn't do anything further. Maintaining this blissful state of sucking on my mother's nipple while my penis was trapped between her thighs, I drifted off to sleep.
Once is never enough. After my first experience sleeping with my mother, it became normal for me to lie down on her bed. Not only at night, but also on holidays when she wanted to take a nap, I would naturally squeeze in with her. My mother would say, both amused and annoyed, that I was a clingy, sticky person. And she clearly underestimated my threat. At first, I thought I just wanted to relive the feeling of breastfeeding as a baby, but it turned into a situation where I had to suckle at my mother's breast every time I went to sleep. I was often told that even though I was in fifth grade, I was still like a baby in a cradle, never growing up. And it wasn't just that I sucked and touched my mother's big breasts; my penis would also get erect every time. My mother didn't seem to mind, probably because of the tolerance a mother's love has for her child. And as my mother got used to some of my willful little actions, she gradually started to take it to extremes.
Originally, I was content with this level of achievement, after all, I was still just a slightly lecherous little brat. But then things changed. It was a Sunday when it happened. I was obediently doing my homework and reviewing my lessons at home, while my mother, unusually, had to leave early in the morning dressed neatly for an important company meeting. After returning home at noon, she quickly prepared lunch for us and then went to her room for a nap without even changing her clothes. What did this mean? It meant that my mother was still wearing her work suit, and she hadn't even taken off her pink and white sheer pantyhose. My mother lazily lay down on the bed, pulled the covers up, and prepared to fall asleep. I automatically squeezed onto the bed with her, and then, just as automatically, started to unhook the front of her bra. My mother probably felt uncomfortable sleeping in a bra, so she reached up and loosened the back clasp of her bra and closed her eyes again. I pulled up my mother's purple lace bra, and a pair of beautiful breasts bounced out with amazing elasticity. After I sucked on my mother's cute pink nipple, my penis began to swell and harden rapidly through her shorts. Unlike usual, today my mother was wearing pink and white pantyhose, making me want to kiss her even more. I quickly kicked off my shorts and underwear in bed, then, thinking I was being careful, pulled my mother's skirt up to her waist, and thrust my bare, large penis directly into the crotch of her thighs, which were tightly bound by her pantyhose. The swollen shaft rubbing against my mother's delicate, transparent pantyhose was so pleasurable that I lost all sense of direction. Then I remembered how my mother used to masturbate me until I ejaculated, and I instinctively arched my back and began thrusting my fierce penis back and forth between her stockinged thighs.
At first, my mother didn't intend to pay attention to me, but as I sucked on her nipples tightly, she started licking them with her tongue. My penis, no smaller than an adult's, greedily thrust in and out through my mother's thin stockings and lace panties, occasionally even plunging into her most private parts, causing her face to flush.
"This little devil is getting more and more horny,"
I thought to myself without answering, while my burning hot rod continued to slowly poke and squeeze between my mother's stockinged thighs. My mother probably really wanted to sleep, not knowing how long I would keep going, so she simply used her pink and white stockinged thighs to clamp my swollen glans, then reached out her soft, boneless little hand to stroke my shaft, trying to get me to ejaculate quickly. With my large glans clamped between her pink stockinged thighs and receiving the attentive service of my mother's jade hands, the horny little devil quickly became so aroused that he pressed his head against my mother's chest, licking and sucking her nipples even more vigorously, then thrusting forward relentlessly as if he couldn't take it anymore. Before long, a feeling of about to burst began to surge through my throbbing penis. Finally, I thrust my penis forward, forcefully inserting the shaft between my mother's soft thighs, and then began to violently ejaculate several thick, white streams of semen. Several incredibly pleasurable thrusts followed, releasing more semen than before, all of it spraying onto my mother's alluring silk-stockinged legs, some even splashing onto the bed. A few seconds later, the ejaculation finally ended. My mother, her face flushed from my actions, sat up, took off her pantyhose, now sticky from my ejaculation, grabbed some tissues from the bedside table, wiped her legs and the bed surface, and then lay back down to continue sleeping.
"Little pervert satisfied?" My mother said with a smile, her face still flushed.
"Mmm, thank you, Mom!" I tightly wrapped my arms around my mother's waist, continuing to place my gradually softening penis between her legs, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm.
As I said before, once there's a second time, there's a third. After that, every few days before bed, I would use my erect penis to thrust between my mother's legs, making her masturbate me until I ejaculated. Later, a few times, my mother also slept in pantyhose, just like today, and I would ejaculate directly through her pantyhose-clad legs. Because every time I thrust my red, erect penis into my mother's pantyhose-clad legs, I ejaculated very quickly and forcefully, my mother seemed to vaguely realize my special fetish for pantyhose. After that, my mother wore pantyhose to nap even more often. I don't want to explain it as my mother intentionally trying to seduce me; to put it more subtly, maybe she wanted me to ejaculate quickly so she could sleep peacefully.
This
secret between mother and son has never been explicitly discussed; perhaps it's been tacitly accepted as an unspoken intimate act between parent and child. This behavior continued until my father returned home after a long business trip. For a long time, Dad basically lived at home, leading a very regular work life, which temporarily halted the relationship between me and Mom. I obediently went back to my room to sleep, trying to forget about these things for the time being and prepare for the new lessons after entering sixth grade.
One night, I stayed in my room secretly reading comics until quite late, probably a little past midnight. Mom usually doesn't allow me to stay up late, and most of the time she makes me go to bed by 10:30, so according to Mom's thinking, I should be sound asleep by midnight. But that night I stayed up late, so I sneaked out of my room to get some water before going to bed. Just after I went downstairs, before I reached the kitchen, I suddenly heard some strange noises coming from Mom's room. I went over out of curiosity and found that Mom's door was slightly ajar, not completely closed. I pressed my face against the crack and looked inside. A sight I had never seen before appeared. Mom was lying on the bed, her upper body completely naked, wearing black opaque velvet stockings, with an opening in the crotch area revealing some sparse black hair. Dad was kneeling between Mom's legs, his face pressed against her genitals like a puppy licking something. Mom was panting heavily with his movements. Then, Dad suddenly sat up, reaching down to hold something... probably his penis, pressing it against Mom's genitals.
"Wife, I'm going to do it."
"Come on, Daddy."
Then, that thing, which was probably his penis, magically disappeared from Mom's genitals. I was incredibly surprised to see this. Because in my mind, that place covered by fine black hair was Mom's genitals, and I had never imagined that a penis could be put inside. After Dad put his penis inside, he started thrusting back and forth with his hips, just like I had done with my penis between Mom's legs. Dad tilted his head back, looking like he was enjoying it immensely. Although Mom had been panting while Dad was licking her, she didn't seem to react much after he put his penis inside.
"Ahhh, it's coming, it's coming!" Only about ten seconds after it went in, I saw Dad thrust his lower body forward forcefully, then collapse onto Mom and stay still.
"So good..." Not long after, Dad rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.
Mom sat up expressionlessly, glanced at Dad sleeping beside her, sighed slightly, and then got up to leave. Startled, I quickly hid behind the sofa in the dark.
Pushing open the door, Mom's large breasts bounced with her movements, defying gravity and standing firm. Her black, opaque, open-crotch pantyhose looked incredibly lewd in the dim light. Underneath the sparse black pubic hair in what I initially thought was urination, a small amount of whitish liquid dripped, resembling what I ejaculated on Mom when I reached my climax, only much less.
Mom walked to the laundry basket in our master bathroom, slowly pulled the pantyhose down from the waist, then gracefully lifted one stockinged leg and pulled it off. She then turned it over and completely removed the pantyhose from the other leg, placing it on top of the laundry basket. Afterward, she went back to her room and closed the door.
I swallowed hard, stepped out from behind the sofa, went to the laundry basket, and, unable to resist, picked up the open-crotch black pantyhose. I examined it closely, making sure it wasn't stained with Dad's white fluid (if it were, I probably wouldn't want to touch it). Then I brought it to my nose and inhaled deeply. There was a unique scent of Mom's body, mixed with some of her sweat, but it wasn't pungent at all. On the contrary, it blended with Mom's scent into a very alluring aroma. My hands trembled as I pulled down my pants, retracted the foreskin from my glans, and then, very slowly, slipped one end of the pantyhose onto my already swollen penis. The delicate feel of the stockings transmitted through my swollen glans, and I almost instantly lost my mind. While desperately sniffing the other pantyhose, I frantically masturbated my throbbing penis with my hand, just like Mom used to do to me. My mind was filled with the image of my mother lying on the bed, entwined with my father. My desire quickly swelled like my penis, and I rubbed it back and forth faster and faster, fully enjoying the dual stimulation of smell and touch from the black velvet pantyhose.
Suddenly, my mother's door opened, and she walked out naked. I was stunned and remained frozen in place, but the extreme tension made my penis, encased in the black pantyhose, feel like it had snapped, and it began to spurt out torrents of white fluid from the tip. My mother was dumbfounded, watching me smell the pantyhose and masturbate with it on my penis. She stood there naked and motionless. Only after I had finished ejaculating did she seem to come to her senses and walk towards me, squatting down beside me to remove the pantyhose from my penis. Then, she used the dry part of the pantyhose to wipe the remaining semen from my penis. Not quite clean enough, she grabbed a few more tissues from the living room table and carefully wiped my gradually limp penis clean.
"Mom, I... sob... I'm sorry..."
Feeling guilty for being seen, I finally started sobbing like a real child. Mom just looked at me with loving eyes and said softly, "Mom doesn't blame Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is Mom's dearest son." Then she hugged me tightly and patted my back gently.
It took a long time before I stopped crying. Then, looking at Mom's beautiful face, I said, "Mom, you don't blame me?"
Mom's eyes were full of warm love. "How could I blame Xiaoyu? No matter what, Xiaoyu is Mom's precious baby." Then she kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly again.
Knowing that Mom wasn't angry with me, I immediately felt relieved. I wiped my tears and snot from my face and quickly kissed Mom's cheek back. Then, I ran back to my room with a smile through my tears. I vaguely heard my mother say, "Sigh, I just came out for a drink of water... This little rascal has really grown up."
Now that I think about it, it's true that my mother's love eventually expanded into spoiling, which led to the uncontrollable situation later on.

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