mother and son rape

I stood in front of the large mirror in the changing room, carefully admiring my naked body.
At thirty-something and 165 centimeters tall, my skin was so smooth, my breasts perfectly sized, with upturned nipples and areolas, a slender waist, a flat stomach, and below that, a triangular patch of thick pubic hair.
Slowly, I couldn't help but reach down and touch that mysterious place. I gently slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall, spreading my legs and gradually increasing the speed of my fingers. The pleasure intensified, my gaze fixed on one spot in the mirror. I loved watching myself masturbate wantonly in the mirror.
"Darling, I want more…" My fingers, exploring beneath the pubic hair, were coated with a sticky fluid.
Using my other hand to part my labia, and the other to pinch my exposed clitoris, I immediately felt an electric shock.
"Ah…so good…" I flicked my clitoris with my index finger, and my body twitched with each flick.
"Darling…faster…" I moaned softly.
I was quite surprised by the changes in myself. But for someone like me whose husband is often away from home, the satisfaction I can get is limited. So, in my thirst for pleasure, I can only release it through masturbation. Seeing my lewd appearance in the mirror, I know I'm about to climax.
I raise my knees, insert two fingers into my vulva, and then squeeze my legs together. I squeeze out nectar from between my labia and fingers.
"Oh... ah..." Waves of pleasure travel to every corner of my body. I twist my fingers forcefully inside my vulva.
"Ah... darling... I'm going to cum... ah... so good... I'm cumming!..." At this moment, my whole body trembles, and I almost collapse to the ground.
I have reached climax. Little did I know that outside the changing room, a boy was watching me masturbate the whole time, watching my lewd appearance as he pulled out his penis.
"Oh... Mom... I'm going to cum too..."
This is my son.
The next morning, I was busy making breakfast for my son because he was going to school later.
At this moment, my son went to the kitchen and sat down at the table.
"Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon," I said. My
son kept watching my back. I was wearing a low-cut
, see-through white nightgown. Perhaps I got up in such a hurry that I wasn't wearing a bra, and my son kept looking down, only to see that the nightgown was so short it couldn't even cover the tiny white thong. My
son got up and slowly walked behind me.
He finally couldn't resist and hugged me from behind.
I was startled. "What are you doing?"
my son said. "Mom, I'm here to comfort you..."
"What are you saying..." I twisted my body, but I couldn't break free from my son's embrace.
"I saw everything that happened last night. I know you're lonely, and I've been spying on you for a long time..."
"No... this is... incest," I gasped as I answered.
It turned out that one of my son's hands was touching my breast through the thin nightgown, while the other hand was also moving restlessly downwards. My legs were tightly clamped together, my last line of defense. My remaining rationality made me understand the boundaries of morality.
"You can't do this..." I tried desperately to escape the awkward situation. Suddenly, I turned around, and we were face to face. My lips were pressed tightly against my son's, his tongue slowly sliding into my mouth. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to intertwine with his, my mind blank. How long had it been since I had enjoyed such a gentle kiss? My son slowly kissed my ear, then quickly moved to my neck.
Finally, he slid to my breasts. He used his tongue to circle around my nipples, occasionally gently biting them with his teeth. After licking the right one, he immediately moved to the left. Even through my pajamas, that thin layer couldn't block the pleasure in my heart. I felt as if honey was slowly flowing from my vagina, and I could only clench my fists tighter. But heavy breathing was already involuntarily escaping my throat. My legs were about to give way.
My son kept saying obscene things, "Such pretty pajamas...and you're not wearing a bra...your breasts are so perky...and you're wearing a sexy thong...do you want my cock...I really want to fuck your pussy." And he didn't stop.
At this moment, I was going from resistance to being completely immersed in pleasure, enjoying a pleasure I had never experienced before. So my son's words only became more provocative to me, especially since he had already caught me last night. What could I say...I really needed it.
My son's hand had already slipped under my lower abdomen and was heading towards my most private place. The burning desire in my heart had been aroused, and I knew I was about to lose control. Before I lost my senses, I twisted my body and softly asked, "Hmm...hmm...oh...what about your father...?"
My son got up and hugged me tightly, kissing my lips, but still whispering, "He's not here this week, and he can't satisfy you...if Dad finds out...we'll play together...you're our flesh, we're father and son."
I hugged my son tightly and kissed him fiercely. I desperately wanted to release it all at once. My son bent down, kneeling between my legs, rubbing his hands together vigorously against my pubic hair, breathing heavily through my thong. If it were underwear, it wouldn't serve its purpose now, especially since it was an incredibly thin and tiny thong. The pubic hair peeking out from under my underwear on my inner thighs teased him with every movement of my body. The thong strap, nestled between my buttocks, sank deeper and deeper, eventually digging into my labia.
Then my son pulled the strap even harder, sliding it up and down, the strap rubbing against my labia and stimulating my clitoris. His tongue licked my vulva, and the trembling sensations and double pleasure drove me to the brink of madness.
I finally couldn't stand anymore. Gasping for breath, I said, "Let's...go to the...room...okay...? And...your...school...?"
My son picked me up, but his other hand on my thigh continued to rub my labia restlessly. My labia were already overflowing with sores, but my son still wouldn't let me go.
As we walked, he said, "Later, you call in sick for me. I want to make love to you all day..."
My heart and vagina were unbearably itchy; I just wanted my son's penis to thrust into me hard, forcefully. But I still answered, "Okay, I'll call in sick for you. I want you to fuck me properly."
"Fuck you...you've already said that...look at your lewd face," my son suddenly rubbed my clitoris hard.
"Oh...you're so mean...you saw how much more wanton I was last night anyway," I wrapped my arms even tighter around my son's neck.
When we got to the room, my son gently placed me on the bed. By this time, after the initial teasing, my pajamas were nowhere to be seen, and we were both down to our underwear.
"Come on! Help me ask for leave," I said, taking the phone from my son.
"Teacher... this is your mother. I'm sorry, Xiaozhi suddenly developed a high fever last night, so I'd like to ask for leave. How many days...? It should be a week... sigh..." I suddenly exclaimed. My son had suddenly started licking my clitoris vigorously through my underwear. It felt so good, but I couldn't make a sound, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.
"Mrs. Xu, are you alright..."
I suddenly snapped out of my reverie. I wanted to stop my son's actions, but everything was so pleasurable. I just wanted to hang up the phone quickly and have a good time with my son.
"Then... teacher... is... alright..." I let my son's head bury itself between my thighs, and his tongue suddenly started thrusting in like a penis.
"I'm fine, but Mrs. Xu, are you alright?"
"Um...I...I'm...okay, then...thank you..." I quickly hung up the phone.
As soon as I hung up, I finally groaned loudly.
"Um...you...are...so...annoying...people...talking...on the phone...making...me...feel...so...good...oh...harder...deeper...it feels...so good...oh...lick...harder...I...am...dying..."
"You...are so good...oh...I...want...to...want...
what do you want..." my son asked excitedly.
"I want to have sex with you...give me your penis."
I felt my son's penis getting bigger and bigger. Finally, we took off our underwear. I saw that my son's penis was hard. I didn't hesitate to lick his penis. I could hear my son's moans of pleasure.
"Mom...you're so good...oh...um...stop sucking...I want to fuck you..." My son rolled over and flipped me over.
I felt a deep longing for a penis deep within my womb. Honey-like fluid flowed from my vulva, moistening my pubic hair. But my son's penis didn't penetrate. It kept thrusting against my labia and clitoris, using his penis as a finger to rub up and down my labia, causing the fluid to flow continuously.
"Please… hurry up and let your penis in…"
My son gripped my buttocks tightly, his erect penis slowly forcing open my tight labia, finally penetrating my vagina along with the fluid. Suddenly, my son forcefully pulled my buttocks towards him, his penis plunging in to its deepest point. I cried out in pleasure.
"Move faster… I can't hold back… it feels so good… hurry up and fuck me!"
My son vigorously rubbed my breasts, but his penis didn't slow down at all, the intense friction between his penis and vagina making my body arch in pleasure.
"Hit me… kiss me… rub me… bite me… fuck me!" I kept shouting.
My buttocks responded to my son's movements, and he gently patted them. This made me feel incredibly itchy and numb.
"Does it feel good..." Suddenly, my son's movements slowed down. I was so excited that my mind went blank, and I was panting heavily.
"Mmm... move faster... I want... fuck me... hurry up..." "
Oh! Call me dear brother... say fuck this slutty me..." "
Okay... as long as you fuck me... bad brother... bad son... don't stop... hurry up and put it in my pussy..." I hooked my raised legs tightly around my son's waist.
"Oh... so good... ah... it's so itchy inside... oh... how does it feel so good... harder..."
Hearing my moans of pleasure, my son thrust even harder.
The rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, gave me an unprecedented pleasure.
"Oh... dear brother... dear son... I'm about to pee..." I shouted loudly.
At this moment, my vagina and inside my body were filled with that trembling pleasure.
Seeing my expression, my son felt his penis being sucked by my vagina as it opened and closed.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arms, lifted my body slightly, and thrust harder, penetrating me a hundred times in a row, making me feel both pleasure and numbness, almost to the point of death.
"Oh... Mom... I'm about to cum..."
I shook my hips desperately, intensifying the friction.
"Mom's about to cum too... Oh... Faster... Oh... It feels so good."
"Oh... I came..." My son hugged me tightly.
I could clearly feel his semen shooting into my uterus like a jet of water, the burning sensation bringing me to orgasm as well.
"Son... Mom's about to cum too..."
My lower body trembled uncontrollably, my semen mixing with my son's as it flowed out.
My son's penis remained inside me, though not as engorged. We slept in each other's arms, our bodies tightly intertwined, neither wanting to leave the other.
An hour later, I suddenly felt something swelling in her vagina, and my juices began to flow again. I opened my eyes and saw my son staring at me lewdly.
"Mom, I want it again...can I...?"
"Can I say no...? Your little brother is...restless...okay...move quickly..." I unconsciously started moving my hips.
"Ah...ah...ah...woo...son...you're making me feel so good...oh...yes...
oh...when...your fingers...went...into...my butt...ah..."
"Where did you put it in?...Hmm...you little slut...I want to hear you say it...hmm...hehehe..."
"Ah...my dear son...with his cock...inserting...ah...ah...inserting into my little...oh...ah...inserting into my little beautiful hole...fingers...ah...my butt...so good...good husband...good husband...yes...right there...yes...ah...ah...ah..."
I uttered obscene words according to my son's request to enhance his excitement! Then my son inserted his fingers into my vagina. I could feel his penis and fingers pressed together in the same spot, and he kept touching my clitoris with his fingertips, rubbing it again and again, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure, moaning repeatedly.
"Ah...ah...good man...yes...don't stop...oh...you're making me feel so good...ah...ah...yes...ah..."
Just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly stopped all his movements, and I felt like I had fallen from the clouds back to the ground, lying on the bed like a fish out of water, panting heavily. At this time, he lay on top of me, continuing to slowly suckle my breasts, and after I caught my breath, I had my son lie down, and then I took his penis into my mouth, slowly sucking and licking it, and playing with his testicles with both hands, making him feel so uncomfortable!
"Oh... naughty mommy... your mouth is so amazing... ah... ahh... so good... so wonderful... mom... ah... ah..." My son cried out in extreme excitement, releasing his pent-up pleasure.
Hearing his moans, I teased him even more vigorously, making him almost ejaculate! At this point, I would stop, let him rest, and then continue licking.
After playing for a while, I released his penis, then turned my body around, aligning my vagina with his long-erect penis, and slowly swallowed it inch by inch, deliberately letting my son see it slowly entering my body. The visual and tactile sensations were incredibly pleasurable!
"Ah...ah...Mom...your pussy is so beautiful...it feels so good on my cock...ah...ah..."
After I inserted my penis into her, I began to slowly move it up and down, and when I pulled up, I deliberately contracted the muscles on the inside of my legs, making the opening of her vagina smaller, so that her vagina could have a sucking sensation comparable to oral sex. When I sat down, I relaxed my leg muscles, and then let my penis quickly penetrate into my body, hitting my cervix, so that I could feel an even stronger pleasure. With
such amazing skills, it's no wonder my son was talking nonsense with pleasure! I moved up and down for about ten minutes, and we were both covered in sweat. At this time, I heard my son's breathing become heavy, and he actively thrust his lower body upward, so I increased the speed of my movements, and sure enough, not long after, my son ejaculated thick, hot semen inside me.
And so, we went through another earth-shattering orgasm.
My husband has been completely oblivious to the situation, and he's often away from home. My son and I have been having sex without restraint, and every day it's a scene of mother and son incest. We've even become addicted to having sex with each other.

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