A very elegant mother

I'm from Wuhan, my surname is Chen, and my mother's surname is Zhou. She's the second-in-command of the transportation department at Wuhan Iron and Steel Group.
She's very kind to me, and I like her a lot. Although she's middle-aged, she's a very elegant woman.
She's also quite tall, considered tall for a woman.
My best friend has jokingly told me more than once that he wants to sleep with her.
I pretended to be angry, but a strange urge surged within me.
My best friend said to me, "Don't be angry yet. Have you ever spied on your mom? Wasn't it great?" I was taken aback and said, "No, how should I do it?" He said, "I have a hidden camera, you can use it. I've been to gynecologists, I can tell what a woman is like just by looking at her naked body. Your mom is definitely the kind of woman you can sleep with."
I scoffed inwardly, but my heart was pounding. I decided to be discreet so my friend wouldn't notice.
He went to the room, took out the camera, and taught me how to install it. I pretended not to care, but I was actually learning very seriously how to install it.
My best friend then said with a smile, "You have to let me see your mom's body too!" I hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
Because I was afraid he wouldn't lend me anything good! When I got home, I excitedly installed the monitor in the bathroom.
I kept checking the time, eager for that scene to unfold.
But time seemed to drag on forever.
Finally, it was ten o'clock at night.
I obediently stayed in bed when the door opened; Mom had come home from work.
After entering the room, she first opened my door, and only gently closed it after confirming I was asleep.
I knew the show was about to begin.
I turned on the monitor, and soon Mom, looking tired, went into the bathroom to shower.
Mom turned her back to me and took off her clothes. When her bare buttocks were exposed in front of me, I suddenly felt aroused. I didn't know that Mom could be used as an object of sexual fantasy. I immediately took out my penis and began masturbating.
When Mom turned around, my breath almost stopped. Her breasts, which I hadn't seen in so long, trembled with her movements. I saw that her nipples were a youthful, bright red, only a little large. There was a patch of dark hair on her lower abdomen, and her thighs were bulging like steamed buns. I suddenly felt an intense urge to know what her genitals looked like. I knew I would see them when she washed her legs. I could only wait patiently, admiring her naked body first. I watched the water flow down her hair, onto her breasts, and then onto her thighs. As the water flowed between her thighs, it combed her pubic hair into a black curtain, like hair draped over her mons pubis. I looked closely at her mons pubis, longing to touch it myself.
Suddenly, I realized a very serious problem: the steam in the bathroom was getting so thick that it was affecting my vision. When Mom bent down to wash her feet, I felt a shiver, but the steam on the screen was already very thick. I opened my eyes wide and could only see a red patch of flesh between Mom's white buttocks and thighs. It seemed like the flesh was separated, but I couldn't see clearly. I got excited, and a very strong feeling rose from my back, an incredibly pleasurable sensation.
Semen gushed out.
Ah, so this is what it feels like! That night, I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of arguing.
I knew Dad was back. He loves playing mahjong, and he plays all night long. After he finishes, he demands money, and if he doesn't get it, he refuses to leave (he just won't hit anyone because Mom is very strong).
Hearing Mom and Dad arguing, I quickly went back to sleep to avoid getting involved. Suddenly, I heard Mom's bedroom door open. I opened my eyes, and Mom immediately turned on the light. I could only see that Mom's eyes were red, as if she had just been crying.
My heart softened.
Mom nudged me and said, "Move over a bit, I'll sleep with you."
I quickly rolled over, and Mom started taking off her clothes. As I watched her clothes fall off one by one, I felt nervous because I remembered peeking at her taking a shower earlier, even though she was still dressed.
I could already picture her naked.
Mom took off her outer pants, and there was a bulge in the middle of her underwear, like a steamed bun. I knew Mom had a lot of pubic hair there, and I thought I had to touch it once she fell asleep.
I couldn't resist; my penis was as hard as steel. It was summer, and I was only covered by a thin towel, so it bulged out quickly. Mom was about to get into bed when she suddenly saw me like this. She paused for a moment, then said, "You need to pee, go pee, and remember to flush."
I had no choice but to do as she said.
At the same time, I felt my mother's warm body suddenly fall to the other end of my bed, and my blood rushed to my head. But I didn't dare to make a move, because my mother's sternness, her anger, and even
the times she hit me were still vividly etched in my memory. I dared not do anything rash, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. My mother called out softly, "What are you tossing and turning for? Go to sleep!" I immediately froze. Just then, my body was pressed against her thigh, my already very erect penis pressed against her thigh. I suddenly felt a very comfortable sensation against it, and subconsciously I pressed harder. But my mother didn't move. I knew she couldn't be asleep. Was she implying something? I wasn't willing to waste such a good opportunity, so I decided to test it. I gently touched my mother's thigh... I gently rubbed against her thigh, but Mom didn't move. A surge of joy filled me, so I started rubbing harder against her thigh. She still didn't move; perhaps she was bewildered by the sudden change. I continued rubbing against her thigh, but seeing no reaction, I steeled myself. So what if she hit me once? Would she dare tell anyone? I slowly pulled my penis out of my underwear and pressed it tightly against her thigh, so her thigh was pressed against mine without any gap. I clearly felt her thigh stiffen instantly, but she still didn't speak. I was overjoyed. My penis rubbed rapidly against her thigh, harder and harder, until I simply lifted her legs and started pressing harder.
Mom suddenly struggled. I was terrified and didn't dare move. I immediately let go of her legs, and she silently turned over
, sleeping with her back to me. My heart pounded. Seeing that she didn't react, I steeled myself. She was fine before; shouldn't I increase the pressure? I wasn't satisfied.
I pushed my luck and pulled down a little further, so my penis could reach my mother's plump buttocks. I spread my left leg and straddled her waist, so my penis was pressed against the crevice of her buttocks. My penis rubbed back and forth between her buttocks through her panties, and my mother's body hardened again. I wanted to see just how much tolerance my mother could have over me.
I started rubbing harder, fully feeling the softness of my mother's buttocks, but unexpectedly, my mother didn't move. I looked down and saw a bulging lump in the crevice of my mother's buttocks, with a slit on top of it.
I steeled myself again, thinking, "So be it."
My trembling hand reached for my mother's buttocks. She didn't move. I squeezed her soft buttocks a few times. She clearly felt my hand touching her buttocks. She struggled a little, but I held her legs tightly. She didn't break free. I followed the groove of her buttocks down and touched the fleshy slit in her underwear. It felt only slightly soft. My mother gasped in surprise. Just as I was about to recklessly slip my hand inside the edge of her underwear, she suddenly sat up and stared straight at me. I was terrified and blushed as I looked at her.
The atmosphere suddenly froze. It felt like an eternity had passed. Just as I was about to break the silence and say something, I heard the door open and close. I knew Dad had gone to play mahjong again, and Mom obviously knew that too. I felt a sudden look of disappointment on her face. Then she glanced at me, and I noticed a strange expression on her face that I didn't understand. Mom sighed and then silently went to sleep. She was lying flat on her back with her legs slightly apart, one leg touching my chest. This time, I didn't dare to do anything, even though I really wanted to.
Half an hour passed like this. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Mom suddenly moved… She abruptly pulled up the blanket, leaving us both exposed. She then quickly covered her face with the blanket. I think I understood her hint. I gently placed my hand on her soft mons pubis, the area above her underwear.
Mom didn't move. I started gently rubbing her mons pubis, which resembled a steamed bun, while nervously watching her face covered by the towel. My penis was rock hard.
I rubbed for a while, and Mom remained motionless, as if asleep. I grew bolder, determined to finish what I hadn't done earlier.
Then Mom turned to face me, but the towel still covered her face. She moved again, returning to her original lying position.
I hesitated, watching her, feeling something rising in my throat.
My right hand trembled again as I reached for that "place," this time without moving, just covering it with my hand.
An extremely lewd desire surged within me, unbearably painful.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I raised my right hand and smelled it, but there was no smell, probably because she had changed into clean underwear after showering.
I had never thought of or done this before, but I had touched Mom's genitals.
It felt like a great sense of "conquest."
Slowly, I positioned myself facing my mother, face to face, left leg to left leg, right leg to right leg, and slowly pressed myself against her. I think the most intense sensation at that moment was probably our genitals.
The area where my mother usually urinated was pressed tightly against my penis through two layers of underwear.
My penis was rock hard.
I could clearly hear my mother's heavy breathing.
Then, I gently hooked my fingers around the edge of her underwear, completely exposing her vulva. Slowly, little by little, her vulva was fully revealed before my eyes. I reached out and touched her vulva; it felt very hot and slightly wet. My fingers traced her labia majora, gently tugging at her pubic hair. Curious, I parted her labia majora with my fingers, and my mother let out a soft moan. Although it was very small, I heard it—the kind of moan that fueled my lust.
I was greatly encouraged.
I reached my fingers down to my mother's already wet vulva and began to touch it. My fingers traced the folds of her flesh, and suddenly, as if drawn by a suction, my fingers slid right in. Although I had never been with a woman before, I had read erotic novels and knew what to do.
My fingers began to move in and out of my mother's vagina.
My mother's thighs spread wide as she groaned, but it was a sound of her trying hard to hold back. I increased the speed of my fingers slightly, gently scraping the inner walls of her vagina with my slightly curved fingers. My mother groaned with difficulty, her body began to twist, her hands moving unpredictably, sometimes raising and sometimes lowering, gripping the sheets tightly when she lowered them.
Her legs stretched and stretched, looking very distressed. My usually unapproachable mother had been reduced to such a state of wantonness by me, and I was overjoyed.
My right hand fingers were becoming increasingly slippery, and I could no longer feel the pleasure I had just experienced from fingering my mother. I needed to find a new target. My free hand reached to my mother's chest, pushing up her white bra to reveal her full breasts. My one hand couldn't hold them all, so I squeezed her breasts with all my might, watching the flesh squeeze out between my fingers as I gripped them tightly. I was going crazy.
I took my mother's hand, which was lying awkwardly to the side, and guided it to grasp my hard penis. She cooperated by rubbing it, and although the pressure made me a little uncomfortable, it was even more stimulating. I placed my hand back on my mother's breasts and began to squeeze them, using every technique I had ever read about teasing women in erotic novels. I rubbed back and forth, constantly kneading her already erect nipples, while below, I continued to finger my lustful mother with all my might.
My mother's breasts were constantly deforming in my hands, and her labia were repeatedly turned outwards, revealing a blood-red patch, as my fingers moved in and out. She started moaning loudly. I desperately wanted to see her face, so I suddenly pulled the towel covering her head. Her face was flushed, and sweat had soaked her forehead. She seemed surprised that I had suddenly removed the towel. She opened her eyes and looked at me; I saw her eyes were watery. A woman in heat is indeed very alluring, especially my mother.
When our eyes met, she clearly couldn't bear it and immediately turned her head away, closing her eyes. I wasn't satisfied; my hand, which had been thrusting in and out, suddenly inserted two more fingers.
"Ah..." Mom let out a moan, turning her head to look at me. I saw her eyes glistening with tears again, but she quickly turned away and closed them. I wanted to see more, so I thrust my three fingers forcefully into her vagina. Mom's mouth was slightly open, emitting alluring moans that I loved to hear, but she didn't turn to look at me. Her body just began to sway more violently.
I could only control her by pressing down on her breasts with my own. Mom's hand, which had been gripping my penis, stopped rubbing back and forth and just squeezed it hard. But the more she squeezed my engorged penis, the more pleasurable it became, and the bigger it grew. One of her hands was only holding the tip of the glans. When Mom's lower body was completely soaked, I thought it was time to take the final step.
I pulled my finger out of my mother's lower body. She cried out "Ah!" and then calmed down, only breathing heavily, her breasts heaving like a naked, plump lamb waiting to be devoured. I lay on top of her, holding my penis, and spread her legs, feeling for the entrance to her vagina. My glans felt the copious amount of moisture from her vulva. Suddenly, I felt a downward force; I knew I was in the right place. With a push, my glans sank in. I didn't want to enjoy my first time with my mother so quickly; I wanted to go slowly.
I felt my glans surrounded by soft flesh. I slowly inserted it, gradually penetrating her vagina, feeling it.
After a while, half of my penis was inside. Unexpectedly, my mother's buttocks twisted magically, and my penis was fully inserted into her vagina all at once. My mother's throat suddenly choked, as if a phlegm was stuck inside. Oh my god! Is this really true? Are my genitals really connected to my mother's? It all seems so unreal, but the fact that my penis is enveloped by my mother's vagina is undeniable. I lie on top of my mother, motionless.
I just feel this magical atmosphere, my mother's heavy breathing, the warmth of her breasts against my chest, the burning sensation in her vagina.
We are making love, doing what only husbands and wives do.
I gaze into my mother's eyes.
Time seems to stand still for 3-5 seconds.
Finally, my mother can't help but shift slightly.
I understood and grabbed my mother's full buttocks with both hands, my lower body beginning to thrust. I thrust so hard, I wanted to pierce her vagina. My mother began to moan softly or loudly with the speed of my thrusts, her body twisting in rhythm, her lower abdomen colliding with mine, her pubic hair rubbing against mine. I could clearly feel her labia at the base of my penis, and the bed was creaking.
My mother was moaning incessantly.
My mother had become the woman beneath me.
Thinking of this, I continued to rape her.
I deliberately tried to remind myself that I had successfully controlled her, intentionally going at different speeds.
My mother cooperated perfectly: when I went fast, she moaned loudly; when I went slow, she moaned softly.
Her vagina became increasingly wet, and there was even a slight watery sound when I thrust.
As I thrust downwards, I grabbed my mother's buttocks and pulled her closer to my lower body, allowing my penis to penetrate as deeply as possible into the deepest part of her vagina. My mother cooperated perfectly, automatically arching her back to let me thrust in.
I suddenly pulled out of her vagina, and Mom's eyes snapped open. This was the most alluring look I'd ever seen on her; the boundless charm in her eyes was something I'd never witnessed before.
Mom was a little surprised that I'd suddenly withdrawn my penis .
I didn't have time to explain; I just grabbed Mom's buttocks and flipped her over, then held her waist and made her kneel. I was going to rape her in the most lewd position.
Mom understood what I was going to do and obediently raised her buttocks.
Under the dim light, Mom's white buttocks were almost dazzlingly white. I lay on top of Mom's back, my hands on my penis, and re-inserted it into her vagina. This time, Mom didn't moan.
I desperately wanted Mom to moan, so I grabbed her breasts, which were dangling in mid-air, and thrust forcefully while constantly kneading them. But Mom didn't moan as I expected.
I wondered if it was because I was going too slowly, so reluctantly I let go of my mother's breasts, straightened my body, grabbed her buttocks, and started thrusting hard. My lower abdomen hit her full, firm buttocks with each thrust, making a loud slapping sound, but my mother remained silent, silently enduring my impact. I had originally intended to use this doggy-style position to bring my mother to orgasm, but it seemed she didn't like this position, so I had to give up.
I thrust a couple more times reluctantly, felt my mother's buttocks, and then suddenly pulled out, grabbed my mother's waist, and lifted her up abruptly. My mother was startled by my sudden movement and rolled onto the bed.
Her hair was suddenly scattered, and I pounced on her. My mother uttered her first words since we made love: "Gently..." I didn't use my hands to guide my penis; lying on top of my mother, my penis naturally aligned with her vagina, and I thrust in accurately.
My mother let out another soft moan and wrapped her arms around my back. I vigorously performed piston-like movements on my mother's lower body.
Mom started moaning again, her hips moving in rhythm. It turned out Mom liked this position.
I happily heard her moan beneath me again. Suddenly, her vagina contracted twice; I knew she was having an orgasm. Sure enough, she let out a long, loud cry.
Then she calmed down, and no matter how hard I tried, she stopped moaning.
She said softly and calmly, "Okay, get down."
I wasn't done playing yet, how could I get down? Mom twisted, trying to flip me over, but I held on. Instead, I lifted her legs, spreading her lower body wide, letting her legs rest on my shoulders. Mom tried to struggle, but she was clearly too weak.
I bent her knees, pressing them against her breasts.
This made her mons pubis bulge high.
I leaned down and accurately thrust into her vagina. Mom tried to struggle, but I held her legs with one hand and pressed the other firmly against her breast.
My penis kept going in and out of my mother's vagina. She cried out in extreme pain, "Get off, little fish, get off! I can't take it anymore!"
I got more and more excited. Looking down, I could see my penis going in and out of her vagina. Her labia were flipping open and shut with my penis's movement, her pubic hair soaking wet. I deliberately pulled my penis to the vaginal opening, and her labia majora and minora were suddenly exposed, a patch of blood red. Then, with a sudden burst of force, I thrust it all the way in. My mother let out a scream, raising her hand to grab me, but I was prepared, and her arms weren't long enough. She could only grab in mid-air before giving up.
I felt like I was going in so deep, and I was even more reluctant to let go.
I bent my hand and pressed my fingers against my mother's mons pubis, groping for her clitoris. Finally, I found a small red bean below her mons pubis. I started rubbing her clitoris with my fingers, and my mother began to struggle again: "Get off me, don't touch me.
Please, it's so uncomfortable."
Hearing my mother beg me, I was overjoyed. I remembered those scenes from those erotic novels I'd read, and I decided to do something perverse.
I said, "Mom, I'll stop if you have to say something nice to me.
Say whatever's vulgar.
Understand?" My mother didn't speak, but she twisted her hips in pain, her head shaking and her hair swinging.
Seeing her painful reaction, I suddenly felt a sadistic pleasure, and it was sexually abusing my own mother.
This kind of thing might never happen again, and I decided to teach my usually very strict mother a lesson.
So I pinched my mother's clitoris hard, and my penis pounded against her genitals with maximum force. Sure enough,
my mother's cries became more and more painful.
Because her hands couldn't reach her breasts and I was pressing them down so tightly, she couldn't move.
Mom could only shake her head in pain, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
"Mom, now you'll be obedient, right?" "Right..." I twisted Mom's clitoris hard with my fingers.
"Ah! No..." "Then will you be obedient?" "I will... I will... I..." Mom was already sweating a lot from having sex with me, and now cold sweat was pouring down her damp forehead.
Seeing that Mom didn't agree immediately, I secretly rejoiced: "Then call me 'dear brother'."
Mom fell silent again, and I twisted her clitoris hard once more.
Mom let out another muffled scream.
"Little Fish, that's enough, let Mom go!" "Call me!" I grabbed Mom's gradually cooling buttocks and pounded on them wildly again.
"Ah... dear brother... ah..." "That's right,
you have to be obedient to call me 'dear brother' to forgive you.
You're my sister. You
have to use the most lewd words, do you hear me?" Mom was very surprised by my perverted behavior, her eyes fixed on me.
Normally I would be scared, but now that I'm straddling my mother, my penis is seamlessly connected to her vagina, how could I be afraid?
I pinched her clitoris with all my might and twisted it, my penis thrusting deeply into her cervix several times.
My mother couldn't take it anymore and finally surrendered.
"Dear brother, please spare me..." "Huiqing, what are you doing with your own brother?" I called out my mother's nickname.
"I'm making love with my own brother."
My mother was indeed smart, she understood immediately.
"What's this?" I asked, pinching my mother's breast.
"Breast."
"No.
You have to use vulgar language.
You have to use 'I' and 'you'."
"These are my breasts."
Watching my mother become more and more obedient under my training, I felt happy, but I dared not stop. My penis was busy going in and out of my mother's vagina, which had become loose.
"What is this?" I asked, pinching my mother's nipple again.
"These are my mother's nipples."
"And this?" "These are my mother's pubic hair, this is my mother's vagina."
"Who is my mother's vagina for?" "My mother's vagina is for my son, no, oh... my daughter's vagina is for my own brother."
Watching my mother's tears suddenly flow, I suddenly felt a kind of pleasure.
The situation in the room was very strange.
My mother was being raped by me in a lewd position, my penis was inside my mother's lower body, and my mother was crying and saying lewd words.
I was about to go crazy with pleasure.
"So will you still have sex with your own brother in the future?" "Sister... I will only have sex with... my brother in the future."
Watching my mother struggle to say such lewd words,
I couldn't help but speed up.
I was very surprised that my first time lasted so long.
"Huiqing,
do you love your son's big cock? Do you like your brother's cock?" "Mom likes her son's cock.
She likes her brother's big cock."
My hand suddenly touched my mother's butt crack: "What is this?" "This is your sister's anus."
My mother obediently answered.
Because the fluid in my mother's vagina kept flowing into her butt crack with our sexual intercourse.
I forcefully inserted my finger into my mother's anus.
My mother's anus suddenly contracted, clamping my finger.
My mother also let out a scream, and reached out again, but it was in vain.
My mother's buttocks swayed a couple of times, but I was aroused by the stimulation, and I thrust my finger in. At first it was a little tight, but later, with my mother's vaginal fluid and the fluid from her anus, my finger could quickly go in and out freely.
Suddenly, I felt my penis inserted in my mother's vagina suddenly become wet.
I looked down and saw a warm flow gushing out of my mother's vulva. I
curiously pulled out my penis, parted my mother's labia majora, and my mother was already exhausted from what I had done, and even lost control of her bladder.
I parted my mother's labia majora, and saw a warm flow emanating from a small hole above her vaginal opening, which I had already stretched wide.
"So this is Mom's urethra,"
I exclaimed.
I saw my mother lying on the bed, dazed, realizing I had raped her.
I really liked the way a woman looked after being raped.
I stood on the bed, lifted my mother's buttocks high, twisting her head against the bed, her buttocks facing my face. I forcefully spread her buttocks, exposing her anus to me. I squatted forward,
guided my penis to my mother's red anus, and thrust it in, but I didn't hear the scream my mother should have made.
I didn't care anymore; my mother's anus was so tight, probably even my father had never used it.
I penetrated my mother's virgin anus, watching the flesh of her anus turn inside out as I thrust in and out. I had never felt so close to my mother's buttocks before.
Gradually, I brought out a lot of yellowish stuff from my mother's anus.
I felt it getting hotter and hotter.
I was going to ejaculate.
I quickly pulled out of my mother's anus and
lowered her buttocks .
Her body slumped onto the bed.
I knelt down on her face, prying open her mouth in an "O" shape. I masturbated continuously, finally unable to resist, and ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. She remained dazed, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, semen dripping from the corners of her mouth.
I rested for a moment, and seeing she still hadn't reacted, I assumed she was just momentarily distracted.
This was a good scene to capture.
I got out of bed, grabbed my camera, and promptly took several photos of my mother's naked body.
Seeing she still didn't react, I took photos of her entire body, including her breasts, even prying open her labia.
I photographed her clitoris and vagina.
I even took several close-up shots of her anus, which I had just penetrated.
Even after I had photographed her entire body, she still hadn't regained consciousness.
If Mom's gone mad, then Dad will definitely divorce her, and the responsibility of taking care of her will fall on me.
I thought happily.
To be sure, after I recovered a little, I pounced on Mom again and raped her.
Mom let me play with her like a doll.
When I finally slid off her beautiful body, exhausted, I was sure she was in a daze.
Oh my god! I love it! I'm going to play bondage and anal sex with Mom someday, and I'll even drink her urine. Of course, I'm going to get a dog so it can rape her too. There are so many fun things waiting for me.
I love Mom!!!

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