Fairy Mom

"Mom, you must be a fairy reincarnated, otherwise how could you be so beautiful! And you've come back to find me in your next life! We must have had an unfinished love in our past lives, and we're continuing our bond in this one. I can't take it anymore, you're so captivating!" Before Mom could react, I rushed forward and gave her a bear hug, kissing her—not on the cheek, but on the lips!
Mom was taken aback, struggling a few times but unable to break free. With my lips being sucked, she slowly gave up, wrapping her arms around my waist, closing her eyes, and letting me kiss her. I was burning with desire, my hands roaming haphazardly over Mom's back and head. My penis was about to explode, pressing hard against Mom, panting heavily, my mouth forcefully sucking on her lips, without any rhythm.
Suddenly, a soft object peeked out from between Mom's lips, into my mouth. I quickly took it in, sucking its juices, which acted like an aphrodisiac, making me even more uncontrollable. The object was very agile, wandering, trembling, and entwining in my mouth. I instantly remembered—wasn't this the scene of kissing my mother on my fifth-grade birthday?! Whether it was a dream or reality, I used the techniques I'd learned from my mother to French kiss her now.
While kissing her, I took off my short-sleeved shirt, loosened my belt, and let my pants slip down, her tongue constantly in my mouth. My mother stroked my strong upper body, her body becoming increasingly limp. I grabbed her right breast with my left hand, pinching the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. My mother's body trembled, and she went limp. I lifted her up, not horizontally, but vertically, maintaining the current position. Her feet left the ground, our mouths were almost level, and I no longer needed to bend down to kiss her—it was perfect.
In this position, I couldn't hold her properly with just my right hand, so I had to release her breasts with my left hand and hug her back.
But this position was both strenuous and uncomfortable; it was too cramped.
So I stopped kissing, suddenly lifted Mom up, and quickly moved my hands down to support her buttocks, lifting her even higher. Now Mom's head was higher than mine. Mom smiled sweetly, wrapped her arms around my neck, and leaned down to stick her tongue out above my mouth, drool dripping onto my chin. I savored this heavenly treat.
I held Mom's two big buttocks in my hands—the big buttocks I had always dreamed of! Those white, plump peaches were deeply etched in my mind, endlessly captivating me. After all these years, I had finally firmly touched Mom's big buttocks!
Mom stopped drooling and instead sucked on my tongue. My thoughts were focused on Mom's buttocks. The pajamas were silky smooth, and underneath were her firm, fleshy buttocks—the feel was incredible! Mom's buttocks changed shape in my hands, and Mom twisted her body, sucking my tongue even harder, until it hurt a little.
The more passionate we kissed, the harder I kneaded Mom's buttocks—it felt so good.
Wait, why can't I feel any underwear lines...? My head buzzed: "Mom isn't wearing underwear, she's naked under her pajamas!"
I told my penis this, and my already rock-hard penis became even more excited, throbbing as if searching for its home.
Since I was holding Mom, her legs were spread apart, her nightgown covering her buttocks, and my penis was right underneath. I loosened my grip slightly, letting Mom's buttocks sink a little, and my penis rose up, pressing against the space between her buttocks.
I didn't know where her vagina was, so I moved up and down while holding Mom, my penis bobbing back and forth between her buttocks, finally finding a soft spot. I lowered Mom a little more, feeling my penis sink in a bit, so comfortable! I
gently bounced Mom's buttocks up and down, rotating my penis back and forth and side to side around its base. Friends who like masturbation can hold their glans with their hands and shake their erect penis freely; it's that feeling, no, much better than using their hands.
My penis, through my underwear and my mother's nightgown, was exploring that indentation. My mother seemed to be working against me; when I lowered myself, she squeezed my waist with her legs and pulled her buttocks upwards; when I lifted myself up, she lowered her buttocks again. Fortunately, my penis remained pressed against it, sometimes close, sometimes far.
My hands grew weaker and weaker, and finally, I couldn't hold on any longer and let go. My mother's body sank down.
Startled, she released my tongue, wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, rested her chin on my shoulder, and clamped her legs around my waist, hanging on me. Her two large breasts pressed against my chest, but her buttocks weren't against me, held firmly by my penis. Because of the sudden sinking, her buttocks were pressing against my penis, causing both pain and pleasure.
My mother's strength was limited; she couldn't hold on much longer, her buttocks sinking more and more noticeably—my penis might break under the pressure!
By this time, Mom was trembling, her trembling buttocks pressed against my penis, which was nestled in that hollow, like being teased, and the teasing was on the most sensitive glans. I couldn't withstand the stimulation; a tingling sensation surged from the soles of my feet to the glans, my testicles contracted, and I ejaculated!
I supported Mom's buttocks again, adjusting the pressure on my penis, massaging the sensitive glans, and moaning "Ah ah."
After the climax, my penis went soft, and Mom's whole body pressed against me. Holding her like this was much easier, even though I was exhausted and covered in sweat, I could still hold her. Mom didn't need to exert any more force; she wiped the sweat from my face, looking at me lovingly, and asked, "Are you comfortable?" "Comfortable! Thank you, Mom, I love you!"
"That's good, I love you too, but..."
Mom said, tears welling up again. I quickly put my mother down, wiping away my tears. "What's wrong, Mom? It's all my fault, Mom, don't cry! Why don't you hit me?" I grabbed my mother's hand and slapped it against my face.
"I saw you were so miserable, so I indulged you, went along with you, and I couldn't even tell if I wanted to do it myself. Am I so despicable, doing this with my own son! Will you look down on me? Waaah..." My mother was already sobbing uncontrollably. "
Mom, it's all my fault, everything is my fault. How could I be despicable? Don't use such words to describe yourself! You are the most sacred person in my heart! I shouldn't have had improper thoughts about you, but I just couldn't help it. My mind is filled with you; you are my everything! Mom, what should I do?" I cried too, finally able to speak clearly.
My mother didn't answer me. We just hugged each other, she cried on my shoulder, and I cried on her head.
I don't know how much time passed, but it was already dark outside. The lights weren't on inside, and our crying had long since stopped. But we remained in the same embracing position, even though my underwear felt cool and sticky.
"Your stuff smells so bad, and it's all over my nightgown!" Mom said, pinching my waist hard. "And...you were pressing against my...butt...butthole, it hurts so much, it's awful!" Then she pinched it twice more!
"What?!" Unbelievable! "It's my butthole, I thought it was...sigh..." "What is it? What did you think it was?! What did you think it was! And you're sighing and complaining, not satisfied! Not satisfied! You bad guy! You bad guy! You big bad guy!" Mom's small fists quickly punched my chest.
If the lights were on, I would definitely be able to see Mom's blushing, shy beauty.
Later, after Mom and I could freely face each other naked and have sex, Mom often teased me about it, saying that I could ejaculate even through two layers of clothing while penetrating her anus, which was really embarrassing. Every time, I would angrily go up and give her a good doggy-style fucking to protest.
"I'm a bad guy, I deserve to be hit!" I pleaded, cooperating with my mother's actions.
"Hit isn't enough. I'm hungry. You're not allowed to take a bath. You'll have to stay uncomfortable like this and feed me! Feed me slowly, for a full half hour, and then you can clean up all that filth!" My mother was now acting like a child, what a huge change! Happiness came so suddenly, I couldn't believe it, it felt like a dream! If it's a dream, I don't want to wake up!
[The End]

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