Plan to train mom

It's past nine o'clock at night. Thinking about my plan to "train" my mother, I started searching online. After more than an hour of searching, I had two options. The first was to continue raping my mother, but each time I had to arouse her. Once she was completely open, I could start "training" her directly. The second was drug-based training. There are many websites selling aphrodisiacs online. These drugs not only arouse but also gradually improve a woman's constitution, making her body increasingly sensitive. After much consideration, I finally decided on drug-based training. After all, repeated rapes would inevitably harm my mother's mind and body. Drug-based training, on the other hand, could put my mother in a state of arousal, letting her sexual desire override her reason, and over time, it would achieve a very good training effect.
Having decided on my plan, I immediately started searching online. My father usually gives me a considerable allowance, about three thousand a month. After all, my father is a leader in a large company, earning nearly a million a year; this allowance is just a drop in the ocean for him. After searching for almost half an hour, I finally found what I wanted on a website that had been registered for seven years. This aphrodisiac worked just as I expected; it not only aroused desire but could also alter one's constitution with long-term use. It wasn't cheap either; I spent over two thousand yuan for a six-month supply. The thought of my mother becoming incredibly promiscuous filled me with excitement. Within two days, I received the aphrodisiac I ordered online and began paying attention to my mother's diet, adding the drug to her daily meals. A week passed, and I started noticing changes in my mother. Every time she showered, I would check her clothes in the washing machine. At first, nothing seemed amiss, until last night when I saw a small stain of vaginal fluid on her underwear. That evening, as soon as I finished evening self-study, I rushed home. My father wouldn't be back for less than two weeks, and I wanted to make my mother completely obedient to me during that time. As soon as I entered the house, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa watching TV, her face flushed. There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air; it seemed she had been drinking. But then I suddenly remembered that my mother never drank. Why was she drinking today? Was she deliberately seducing me? After all, the last two times I had sex with her while she was drinking. I glanced at the wine glass on the table; a third of the wine in the bottle was already gone. I'd put a small amount of drugs in the wine; Mom should be aroused by now. I put my bag down and casually observed Mom. Today, she was dressed somewhat sexily, but overall still conservatively. She wore a sleeveless t-shirt and a knee-length black tulle skirt. "Mom, what are you looking at?" I slowly walked to Mom's side and sat down close to her. I was now sitting on her right, and my left hand tentatively reached around her waist from behind. Mom shifted slightly, then let me hold her waist, saying in a soft, coquettish voice, "Nothing... How was school today...?" I paused for a moment, then smiled inwardly. Now I was almost certain that Mom was deliberately seducing me. After all, she'd been taking aphrodisiacs for a week; she was definitely in heat now. After all, she had been indifferent to me since we made love, and today was the first time she'd asked how school was. "It's fine, but I miss Mom so much..." I said, gently pulling her into my arms. A woman's fragrance filled my nostrils, igniting a fire in my lower body; my penis immediately rose and slowly grew stronger. Mom's face, already flushed from the alcohol, turned even redder, as if she'd tacitly agreed, letting me hold her. A romantic drama was playing on TV, and Mom rested her head on my chest, watching the program nonchalantly. But I could still feel her breathing growing heavier. I wrapped my left arm around Mom's waist, gently stroking her slender waist, slowly moving my hand to her thigh. Even through her skirt, I could feel the smoothness of her skin. Mom blushed at my touch, gently patting my hand as if to stop me. I chuckled inwardly; to me, it looked as if she was grabbing my hand and touching her thigh. Normally, if I touched my mother like this, she would definitely explode, but in the past week, the aphrodisiac had driven her to lust, which had overridden her reason. Coupled with the previous sexual encounters, she had begun to accept the idea of incest with her son. As I caressed her, her breathing became rapid. My left hand was on the inside of her thigh, rubbing against her private area through her skirt. After a while, I slowly slipped my hand under her skirt, down to her panties, and placed my entire palm on her vulva. Looking at her face, already flushed with embarrassment, I saw a mixture of confusion, struggle, excitement, and shyness in her eyes. Through her panties, I gently caressed her genitals. Below her labia, a patch of her panties had become slippery, and a few drops of vaginal fluid clung to my fingers.
"Mom, you're wet!" "Mmm..." My mother gave me a shy glare, her eyes fixed on me, her skin a dark red, and her breathing becoming even more rapid. "Mom, do you want to?" I lowered my head and kissed my mother's earlobe, whispering in her ear. A hint of panic and struggle flashed in my mother's eyes. I didn't give her time to react, and with my hand inside her skirt, I pulled down her panties, my fingers slowly kneading her labia and her engorged clitoris. "Mmm..." My mother couldn't help but moan, her lower body secreting more sticky, lustful fluid. "Mom, help me touch my little brother, it hurts so much..." I continued to tease her in her ear. At the same time, I grabbed my mother's hand with my right hand and put it inside my pants, letting her hold my already throbbing penis. Feeling the heat of my penis, my mother's eyes were filled with lust, and she even began to gently stroke it. I was instantly excited, and with my right hand, I rolled up my mother's t-shirt, pushing up her bra-like bra, and her two large, firm breasts bounced out, exposed before my eyes. My mother felt a cool sensation on her chest, her body trembled, and she grabbed my right hand with her other hand to prevent me from touching her breasts.
"Mommy, let me touch your breasts, otherwise my little brother won't have the strength to fuck you later..." I teased my mother in her ear. Hearing my explicit words, my mother's eyes lit up with excitement, and her nipples were already engorged and erect. "No...don't..." my mother said breathlessly, clearly my teasing had aroused her. I reached my left hand out of my mother's panties, and immediately the unique scent of her vaginal fluid filled the air. "Mommy, look how wet you are, and you still say no, you clearly want my cock to go inside your pussy, don't you?" I wiped the fluid from my left hand on my mother's breasts, and my mother, panting, began to stroke my panties with her small hands. But obviously, my mother hadn't masturbated much before, and after five or six minutes, besides making my cock harder, she didn't feel any pleasure. I hugged my mother tightly, used my hands to make her face towards me, and kissed her directly. My mother responded awkwardly, letting my tongue play in her small mouth. After kissing for several minutes, I reluctantly stopped. My mother was speechless, her eyes closed, her face flushed with a beautiful blush. I lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her long legs and flat stomach. A wet patch was clearly visible on her panties. Without a word, I made her lift her buttocks and pull her panties down, leaving them hanging on her ankle. Looking at her full vulva and glistening labia, I pulled her legs apart and straddled her. Then I took off my pants, rubbing my penis against her labia. "Mom, do you want it?" I whispered, kissing her lips as she faced me. Her cheeks flushed, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, gazing at my face with a slightly dazed look, softly saying, "Yes...I want it." She breathed heavily, her beautiful eyes filled with intense desire and excitement. Hearing her seductive words, I felt a surge of excitement. "Then will you listen to me from now on, okay?" Mom twisted her waist restlessly, her labia occasionally bumping against my penis. "Okay..." Mom replied coquettishly. "Then will you be my wife from now on, okay?" I pressed my advantage and continued to ask. "Mmm...okay..." Mom couldn't help but grab my penis with her hand, trying to guide me to insert it. I deliberately supported her body, refusing to insert it. Actually, I was almost at my limit myself, but for the sake of my plan to discipline Mom, I suppressed my inner impulse and continued to ask, "Then will you call me husband from now on, okay?" Mom looked at me shyly. Actually, she was conscious, but her lust had reached its peak, overwhelming her reason. As long as Mom could remember our conversation afterward, the discipline would naturally be effective. "Husband...husband..." Mom seemed to let go, suddenly kissing my lips, her hot tongue frantically exploring inside, intertwining with mine. At the same time, I thrust my hips forward, and with a "plop," my penis plunged straight into my mother's honeypot. My mother, while kissing me, twisted her hips, and in her hazy eyes, I saw a mixture of stimulation and excitement. After all, making love with her own son, and having to call him her husband, the taboo and thrill of incest transformed into endless pleasure, making my mother tremble all over. I rapidly thrust in and out of my mother's honeypot, the "tsk tsk" sounds of her juices being squeezed echoing throughout the living room. "Mom, are you comfortable?" I asked between thrusts. "Mmm...comfortable...ah, gentler..." My mother spoke very little, her eyes closed, responding to my thrusts, moaning softly. Hearing my mother's moans, I frantically thrust my penis, a stream of white fluid appearing and disappearing at the point where my mother and I were joined. The juices from my mother's honeypot had already flowed onto the sofa, wetting a large area. "Mom, you're so horny, did you seduce me on purpose today?" "N-no... I..." Mom gasped, unable to speak, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest. "...Tell the truth." I was fucking Mom, slapping her buttocks with my hand, making a "smack" sound. "If you don't tell the truth, I'll keep spanking your butt." I kept slapping Mom's buttocks, the slapping sounds echoing continuously. "Mom, you seduce me on purpose today, didn't you?" As I said this, I used one hand to pinch Mom's clitoris, kneading it in rhythm with my thrusts. "Ah... I can't take it anymore... um..." Mom moaned, suddenly hugging me tightly, as if trying to merge me into her body. At the same time, I felt Mom's vagina contract and writhe, as if trying to suck out my semen. Ignoring that Mom was having an orgasm, I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts, and finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated deep into Mom's vagina. Finally, I held my mother as we lay on the sofa. She nestled against my chest, her body still trembling, perhaps from the effects of the medication, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. After a while, the blush on her face faded. I glanced at her; the sofa was covered in our sweat and vaginal fluids. My penis was still inside her, and traces of vaginal fluid and semen continued to trickle from our point of union. My mother breathed heavily, her eyes gradually regaining their composure. She wrapped her arms around my neck, gazing at my face with a complex expression, lost in thought. We lingered like this for a few minutes. I stroked her back, feeling her warmth, and felt a surge of satisfaction. "Mom, I love you," I whispered to her. My mother looked at me and sighed softly. "We mustn't let anyone know about this, understand?" "Understood, understood!" I quickly replied. Even if my mother didn't tell, I wouldn't let anyone know our secret. After all, it was incest, and if discovered, we would be condemned by everyone. "Um... Mom, you were so naughty just now, look, my belly is all wet..." I tentatively said something lewd. Mom blushed, glared at me fiercely, and stood up from me. My penis immediately slipped out of her vagina, limp and slightly sore. Clearly, we'd gone a little too far. Mom frowned, then suddenly squatted down, spreading her legs, and streams of semen mixed with vaginal fluid dripped from her vagina. She quickly covered her vulva with her panties, which were soon soaked with semen.
"Ugh, you brat, so much inside! What if I get pregnant?!" Mom said, wiping her genitals as she looked at me reproachfully. I could sense that Mom seemed to have come to terms with our sex life. I chuckled awkwardly, rubbing my aching penis, and said, "Mom, lick it for me, my little brother is covered in your juices..." I sat up, pulled my mother over, and said playfully. My mother blushed, glanced at my penis, and slowly lowered her head, awkwardly beginning to lick it. I could clearly see the desire burning in her eyes again; the aphrodisiac was obviously taking effect. My mother licked my penis until it began to swell again, then suddenly took a deep breath, as if suppressing her desire, straightened her clothes, and said to me, "That's enough for today. Too much is bad for your health. I'm going to take a shower now. You should shower too and go to bed early." After saying that, my mother walked away. Watching her back, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that from today onwards, my blissful sex life was about to begin.
[The End]

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