Son... Mom feels so good!

Although my mother is 40 years old, she has maintained a good figure due to her frequent labor in the countryside when she was young.
She has inevitably shown signs of middle-age weight gain, but this has made her originally slender and tall figure appear fuller and more rounded, making her look exceptionally sexy.
My mother is 175 cm tall and weighs about 68 kg. Because of her height and build, she has an enviable 38C-28-38 bust-waist-hip ratio.
Although I often watched my mother bathe when I was little, I didn't have any impure thoughts then, just simple curiosity.
One day in sixth grade, while peeping at my mother bathing, I suddenly experienced a male arousal and erection. Since then, I have begun to have immoral and obscene fantasies about my mother's body.
By my third year of middle school, I was almost fully developed, with a penis 15 cm long and 6 cm thick, and I had learned to masturbate.
At that time, peeping at my mother bathing had a completely different feeling; I would vividly imagine having sex with my mother in my mind and use it as material for masturbation.
I'm taking my college entrance exams this summer, and the pressure is immense, so I need extra outlets to release my excess energy.
Besides my usual habit of peeping at my mom while she showers and masturbating, I even secretly touch her body while she's sleeping.
This day, while my mom was napping, I did the same thing again, secretly caressing her round, fleshy buttocks and thighs.
The more I touched her, the more aroused I became, and I couldn't resist trying to pull down her underwear and assault her genitals. But then, my mom suddenly turned over and woke up.
She glared at me with wide eyes, then launched into a tirade of abuse. As she cursed, she broke down in tears, sobbing, "Your father's been cheating on you, what hope do I have left? All I hoped for was for you to study hard and have a bright future! And you...you did something so shameless...what good has all your education been for..." I was quite clever back then, and had been exposed to a lot of pornography, so I pretended to confess, saying, "Mom! I just wanted to focus on my studies, that's why...I did this...exams are coming up soon, and if I can't concentrate, I definitely won't get into a good university.
" My mother became even angrier. Her face flushed red, and she angrily said, "You're talking nonsense! You think you can calm your mind by touching me secretly?" I thought to myself: I can only outsmart my mother by playing along with her desire for me to succeed; I mustn't lose my composure.
So I gently explained to her that I was going through puberty, and like an animal in heat, I had constant physical urges. If these urges weren't released, I naturally couldn't concentrate on my studies.
My mother, having grown up in the countryside, understood the restlessness of animals in heat very well. She seemed to accept what I said, and her tone softened as she said, "What can we do? We can't just find you a wife right now, can we?" She frowned and stared at me intently.
I don't know where I got the courage, but I actually pulled down my pants, pointed to my hard, erect penis, and said to my mother, "Mom, look, this is swollen and hard all day long, it's so uncomfortable, how am I supposed to concentrate on my studies?" My mother didn't expect me to be so direct. She blushed with embarrassment, staring in shock at my thick, veiny penis, and stammered, "You...you...how did it get so big...what do I do...what do I do..." Seeing her flustered and helpless appearance, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. I said seriously, "The book says you can use masturbation for normal release, but...I don't know how to masturbate..." My mother was utterly ashamed. She lowered her head, not daring to look at me, and whispered, "Why don't you ask your classmates...see how they do it..." I was laughing hysterically inside, but my mouth... I said, "I asked! Most of them have their mothers do it for them..." My mother was incredulous and said, "This... how is that possible?" I said, "Why is it impossible? Other mothers love their sons and are willing to do anything... but my mother won't... and she even scolds people..." Although my mother intuitively felt something was wrong, she couldn't come up with a good reasoning. She said, "I'm your mother... how can this be... how can this be..." I pressed my advantage and said, "It's because she's your mother that it's okay! If it were someone else, that would be a problem!" My mother seemed a little confused. She hesitated and said, "Do the other students really have their mothers help them? This is... so embarrassing... why don't you go out and let me think about it..." When I heard this, I was overjoyed and quickly dashed out of the room to secretly laugh outside.
I know my mother cares most about my studies. If I can get into a good university, she'll probably agree to masturbate for me; once that hurdle is overcome, the rest will be much easier.
Actually, in my observation, my mother hasn't had a normal sex life in recent years.
My father does business in another city and doesn't come home for ten days or half a month at a time. Even when he does come back, he sleeps in a separate room and doesn't share a room with my mother.
Although he gives my mother more and more money, the intervals between his visits home are getting longer and longer. The neighbors say he's keeping a mistress, but my mother doesn't seem to complain.
My mother is only 40 years old and quite healthy. Doesn't she have any sexual needs? I've never seen my mother masturbate, so I'm very puzzled. But I finally discovered my mother's method of release.
It turns out that my mother's masturbation method is simply crossing her legs. She doesn't shout or show any passionate expression, so even though I've been secretly watching her shower for years, I never discovered that she masturbates.
After I slipped out of the room, Mom didn't come out for a long time. I found it strange, so I went to the back balcony and peeked into the room.
I saw Mom sitting on the sofa by the bed with her legs crossed, her eyes closed as if she were dozing. But after a while, I noticed something was amiss.
Mom was still wearing the white nightgown she wore during her afternoon nap. The nightgown was made of thin, somewhat transparent material, so I could vaguely see her large, white breasts without a bra.
I noticed that her nipples were erect, and her crossed legs were intermittently tightening and loosening; the foot on the ground was raised on tiptoe, her toes pressing hard against the ground, causing the muscles in her calf to tense as well.
Her face began to flush, fine beads of sweat appeared on her nose, her small mouth was slightly open, and her teeth were lightly biting her lip; after a while, her body suddenly trembled, and then she opened her eyes and sighed softly.
Then she relaxed her crossed legs, positioning them in a V-shape facing me. I could clearly see a large wet patch on the crotch of her white panties; the wetness revealed her dark pubic hair and full, prominent vulva.
Wow! So that's how simple Mom's masturbation routine is. No wonder I never noticed before. But why would Mom masturbate at this time? A thought flashed through my mind, and I felt a surge of wicked excitement. Mom must have seen my large penis earlier, which aroused her hidden desire, causing her to secretly masturbate in her room.
She was masturbating with her eyes closed... haha... she was probably thinking about my big cock! The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I couldn't resist going into the bathroom and giving myself a good ejaculation.
After dinner, Mom lowered her head and said softly, "After you take a shower, Mom... will help you... after that... you must study hard..." I was overjoyed. I hurriedly went into the bathroom to shower, and also masturbated a bit, so I could last longer later and carry out my plan.
After showering, I returned to my bedroom. A while later, I heard Mom go into the bathroom to shower as well. About half an hour later, Mom came to my room wearing that white nightgown.
She said shyly and awkwardly, "You... lie down on the bed... close your eyes... don't peek..." I did as she said and lay down on the bed, and took off my underwear. My excited, hard penis angrily raised its head, greedily staring at my shy and charming mother.
Although I closed my eyes, I peeked through a crack. I saw Mom sitting on the edge of the bed with a red face, her hand reaching out and pulling back, back and forth several times, before she timidly grasped my penis.
My mother is tall and strong, and has been doing farm work for a long time. Her hands are large and thick, but her palms are very soft. When she holds my hand, it feels so good that my whole body trembles.
My penis swelled even larger, throbbing excitedly in my mother's soft hands. She seemed quite aroused as well; her face was flushed, her eyes fixed blankly on my restless member as she clumsily stroked it. I could clearly feel her body trembling slightly.
My previous two attempts hadn't been in vain; despite my mother's efforts, I showed no sign of ejaculating.
She seemed somewhat bewildered, or perhaps her hands were tired, as she murmured to herself, "Why is it taking so long... and still not coming?" I opened my eyes, and our gazes met. She blushed deeply and quickly turned her head away.
I casually said, "Of course it's not easy for Mom to come out like this. Other people's moms do it naked..." Mom was incredulous. She looked at me suspiciously and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Whose mom does it naked?" I had already planned how to lie to her, so I said, "Li Qiang and Zhao Zhihong, their moms both do it naked for them. That way, when they see their mom's naked body, they come out immediately... Wang Xiangdong's mom is even better. Not only does she do it naked, but she also lets Wang Xiangdong touch her..." Mom knew all the classmates I mentioned. Of course, I made all of this up to deceive her. There was no such thing at all.
Mom listened in silence, but after a while, she suddenly stood up, sighed, and lifted her hands to take off her nightgown.
She looked as if she was about to cry, and whispered, "I'll do anything to help you focus on your studies... But you can look, but you can't touch me... and you can't have any wild thoughts..." I hurriedly agreed, but my eyes were fixed on my mother's naked body.
My mother was only wearing white panties, and her large, full, white breasts hung on her chest, swaying slightly; her purplish-red nipples, about the size of peanuts, were slowly swelling and becoming erect.
I thought to myself: My mother is probably a little excited too, so I paid special attention to the crotch of her panties.
I lay on the bed, and my mother sat on the edge of the bed facing me, but she lowered her head and dared not look at me, so I could freely scan any part of her body with my eyes.
Her fair and rounded legs were right in front of me, and her mysterious crotch was within reach; under the tight white panties, her full mons pubis was faintly visible as a dark patch.
At this moment, Mom was manipulating my penis with her left hand while gently scratching my scrotum with her right. The tickling caused my glans to tremble and swell continuously; the pleasure gradually intensified, and my lust reached its peak.
I noticed that Mom's body was also undergoing subtle changes. Her breasts, which had been somewhat sagging, became taut and larger, and her nipples were slightly upturned; her snow-white skin flushed red, and her palms became hot; in the mons pubis area, which I was most interested in, a wet patch slowly seeped out and gradually expanded, soaking her white panties.
All these signs indicated that while Mom was masturbating me, she herself was also experiencing some physiological response from contact with my young body. Perhaps she wasn't actually aroused, but at least her body faithfully showed the basic signs that she was aroused! Mom's technique became more and more skilled, and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger. When I fantasized about my penis entering Mom's wet vagina, I suddenly shuddered and ejaculated violently.
My mother's face was covered in semen. She continued to masturbate me while wiping the semen from her face with a frown. My penis trembled and gradually shrank, finally going completely limp.
My mother seemed relieved. She sighed and said with a half-smile, "Now you can study properly, right?" She grabbed her robe and hurried into the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water, I jumped out of bed and immediately peeked through the bathroom door.
I saw my mother bending over, washing her face at the sink. After washing her face, she picked up the showerhead and rinsed her entire body.
A moment later, she turned off the showerhead, seemingly finished, but then turned the tap back on. I was puzzled, thinking, "Didn't she already wash her face?" Suddenly, my mother spread her legs, placed the showerhead handle between her legs, then closed her legs, tightly clamping the handle.
She tilted her head back slightly, cupped her large, white breasts in her hands, and began to rub them.
The water splashed and flowed from the sink, the sound masking my mother's heavy breathing. It was the first time I'd witnessed my mother masturbating while showering, and my brother's excitement returned.
My mother's expression grew increasingly ecstatic; her eyes were half-open, her teeth lightly biting her lower lip. She cupped her breasts in her hands, her fingers caressing and pinching her nipples.
Suddenly, her round, large, white buttocks began to rhythmically thrust back and forth, the shaft of her penis rubbing against her vulva with each movement. Her posture was both lewd and alluring, and I couldn't resist stroking my penis again.
Her buttocks moved faster and faster, and suppressed low moans escaped her throat. Suddenly, her body shuddered and contracted, and the entire movement stopped.
I saw her chest heaving violently, the shaft still slowly undulating, knowing that the pleasure of her orgasm hadn't completely subsided; perhaps, while masturbating, my mother was imagining the shaft as my large penis? As the exam approached, I asked my mother to masturbate me more frequently. She gradually got used to it, and her technique improved. However, she refused to take off her panties and strictly forbade me from touching her body.
Because the exam venue was a five- or six-hour drive from our home, my mother found a hotel near the venue for me the day before the exam.
Because of the change in environment and my nervousness, I couldn't sleep at all that night.
My mother, worried, had no choice but to resort to masturbation.
As usual, she took off all her clothes except for her panties and skillfully began to masturbate me.
That day, I was unusually impulsive due to nervousness. While my mother was masturbating with her back to me, I suddenly grabbed her from behind.
I wrapped my arms around her under her armpits, and my hands brazenly rubbed her breasts. My mother was startled; she muttered curses at me while struggling desperately.
The hotel's soundproofing was terrible. I knew she was afraid the guests next door would hear, so I didn't dare to shout. Therefore, I held her even tighter and shamelessly molested her body.
My mother struggled fiercely, and although I was taller than her by then, it was still difficult to restrain her.
So I pleaded dramatically, "Mom! I can't take it... I'm so nervous... How am I going to do my exams tomorrow? Mom... you have to help me... you have to help me..." Hearing me say that, her resistance immediately decreased. Although she kept twisting her body, it was just a show of restraint to maintain her motherly status! I continued to rub her breasts, and her nipples slowly hardened. Noticing this, I immediately went further, moving my hand to her genitals and touching her vulva through her panties. She grabbed my wrist tightly, but she couldn't stop my nimble and cunning fingers.
Her body gradually went limp, and her resistance grew weaker and weaker. I felt that her lower body was already wet and lubricated, so I tried to insert my fingers directly into her vagina.
She desperately tried to hold her panties with her hands to prevent my fingers from entering, and said in a panic, "What are you doing! I'm your mother... It's dirty here!" I ignored her and forced my fingers into her panties, probing her wet and slippery vulva. Her body suddenly became very hot, and her breathing became rapid. After a while, I finally managed to pull down her soaked panties.
Without her last bit of cover, she looked shy and helpless. She closed her eyes and gave up resisting, letting me touch and lick her body.
I used all the tricks from erotic novels to the fullest. I gently licked her tender vulva and lightly scratched her sensitive anus. She couldn't stand this unprecedented stimulation and couldn't help but moan softly.
After a while, I couldn't resist my impulse any longer, so I lay on top of her and used my knees to spread her legs apart.
Realizing something was wrong, Mom cried out in panic, "No! I'm your mother! Stop it...no..." Consumed by lust, I had completely lost my reason. I roughly said, "I don't care! I have to today! Otherwise, I won't be able to take my exam tomorrow..." I wildly broke through Mom's defenses, thrusting my thick penis into her wet, slippery vulva. Mom let out a soft "Ah!" and tears streamed down her face.
The feeling of entering Mom's body was wonderful; my penis was completely enveloped by warm, tender flesh, and gently squeezed by the vaginal walls. I instinctively began to thrust, continuing to knead Mom's full breasts.
My movements became faster and faster, and the thrusting became smoother, the soft, squelching sounds adding to the pleasure. Mom beneath me stopped sobbing, her face gradually showing a dazed expression. Without me noticing, she reached out and hugged me, her snow-white, plump thighs arching and clamping around my waist.
A moment later, I felt my mother's vagina contract rapidly, and a surge of heat gushed from her body, spraying onto my glans.
At that moment, my mother trembled and
let out a soft moan, a moan that was both pleasurable and wanton, as if filled with boundless joy. Hearing her moan, I couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in my glans, and my semen gushed out.
Afterwards, my mind cleared, and I felt a mix of fear and pride.
I was afraid of how my mother would respond, but proud that she had clearly also experienced an orgasm.
My mother, naked and lying on her side, her back to me, remained silent. I shamelessly moved closer and embraced her again.
She seemed startled and gently scolded, "Why are you here again? Don't you have an exam tomorrow?" I rubbed my semi-erect penis against her soft buttocks and lazily said, "Mom, don't worry, you were so nice to me just now, I'll definitely do well on the exam tomorrow!" She said helplessly, "Alright, go to sleep, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow!" I didn't think she was angry, so I asked mischievously, "Mom, were you comfortable just now?"
Mom said, "Comfortable, son... Mom felt so comfortable."

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