Make Mom drink a penalty drink (3)

It was already evening when I got home. As soon as I stepped inside, I saw a dim light, and in that light sat my mother on the sofa.

"Why did you turn the light so dim?" I asked.

"This way I can think about my situation properly. I'm thinking about how I was first raped by a stranger, and then my son is threatening me with it. What do you want from me?"

My mother's words startled me. I pulled up a chair and sat down facing her.

"Mom, what Dad can't give you, I can. I can give you an orgasm you haven't felt in a long time. I love you! Give me a chance to please you, let me prove it with my actions." The time waiting for her response seemed to pass very slowly, my heart pounding faster and faster.

"Honey, I love you too, but you're my son, and I'm your mother! What you're thinking is...it's so perverted! Look, you're even trying to get what you want by threatening me."

I ignored her nonsense and demanded that she take off her red shirt. She stared at me for about thirty seconds, then started unbuttoning it. Her expression was furious as she yelled, "You bastard! Look! Didn't you want to see?" With that, she threw the shirt to the ground. Her black bra seemed a little small, creating a deep cleavage.

"Take off your bra," I whispered. "And, stand up while you take it off."

My mother stood a few steps in front of me and then displayed her beautiful breasts. The amber areolas and light-colored nipples were a perfect combination. She tried to remain calm, her gaze fixed elsewhere, avoiding my eyes. I got up from the chair, knelt down, and prepared to remove her skirt.

As the skirt slipped from my mother's knees, a cry followed. It was time to make a choice. Taking off her underwear would utterly destroy her self-esteem, but I had to take it off; I was caught in a dilemma. I held the sides of the underwear with my fingers, preparing to remove it from my mother's body. As the underwear fell to her knees, she began to move, trying to escape. I grabbed her waist, pushed her naked body down onto the sofa, and then pinned her down with my own body.

"No! Stop! Stop!" she cried out, "Davi, you can't rape your mother! You'll regret it later!" She started to cry.

"If you relax a little, you'll know I didn't mean to rape you at all." As I spoke, I adjusted her position. Finally, I targeted her vulva, lowered my head, and began to lick her clitoris. The process was difficult; she kept trying to dodge, and I had to find a way to keep her still. My tongue began to swirl over her clitoris, saliva coating her pink vulva. Suddenly, I felt her resistance weaken.

"Stop! David!" she cried out. "This is... ah... ah... no... you are... ah... oh... ah... my son... I am... you... ahhhhhh!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The intense sensation abruptly subsided, and I refused to believe what was happening before my eyes. She was actually enjoying herself! Mom had her arms hanging limply at her sides, anticipating her climax! Although I was filled with surprise, my mouth couldn't stop. Licking her vulva was such a pleasurable thing! I stirred my tongue around her vaginal opening, my face almost pressed against her genitals. My dream had come true! Mom's juices kept flowing into my mouth, and they were flowing unintentionally.

Mom tried to hide the fact that she was about to climax, pursing her lips to lower the volume of her moans. I used my teeth to work on her clitoris, biting and releasing intermittently. I wanted to lick her inner walls, so I tried my best to keep my tongue moving forward. After about ten minutes, Mom's body suddenly trembled violently, crying out, "No... Ahhhhhh!"

I brought Mom to orgasm! Strike while the iron is hot, I immediately inserted my fingers into her vagina to find her G-spot, preparing to stimulate it vigorously. With my efforts, she quickly enjoyed a second orgasm. She grabbed my arm, her head resting weakly on it. Finally, she looked at me directly, her eyes filled with helplessness and confusion. Her eyes longed for me to take her to heaven again, but her brows remained furrowed; she knew this was wrong. I stopped stimulating her vagina and planned to kiss her mouth. At first, she struggled, but soon, she gave up resisting. As I let my tongue enter her mouth, the bulge in my crotch pressed against her vulva.

The kiss felt so wonderful, it was hard to stop. Saliva dripped from our faces. I had never been so greedy for a woman's lips before, but this time was different, because the object of my affection was my mother!

After stopping the kiss, I sat beside her, while Mom remained lying still.

"Does Daddy know how to make you feel this good? Does he lick your pussy properly?" I panted.

Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, trying to regulate her breathing. "It's not right," she whispered.

"Maybe, but can you say you didn't feel good?" That was my answer. I pulled down my pants and took out my long-erect penis. "Mom, it's your turn. You take good care of my penis, okay?"

She struggled to sit up, burying her head between my legs. Her lips parted slightly, and slowly, my penis was swallowed by her mouth. I couldn't help but groan, pressing my hand against the back of her head. This was exactly what I had been dreaming of.

Her warm, wet saliva covered my penis, and I felt a surge of electricity run through my body. Looking at the woman giving me oral sex, I couldn't help but admire her skill. It was truly professional. If she dressed up a little, she would probably be the most sought-after call girl.

"Oh! Mom! Let me cum in your mouth!" I pleaded.

"No!" She shook her head. "Even your dad didn't get this treatment."

"Please, if you swallow my semen, I guarantee the videotape will be shattered." After a violent thud, the semen shot deep into her mouth. I tilted her head back to make sure she really swallowed it. And my sex slave did not disappoint, swallowing every last drop.

Mom sobbed, making a nauseous face. Then, she looked up coldly and said, "I hope you enjoyed it. I will never do this again!"

I hugged her tightly. "Mom, I love you! Whether you like it or not, I want you to be my woman!" I said again, "In fact, not only do you need to do it a few more times, but I also want to train you well to become the oral sex queen of the city. As long as you continue to make me happy, the videotape will be buried underground forever." I don't know if it was my imagination, but I felt her hugging me tightly from time to time.

"Say it, say you like serving me."

"David, I won't say it. Everything you did was wrong." She sobbed.

I looked at the time, it was already six o'clock. I told her to take a shower first, and then go back to the room to get all the pajamas. I told this new girlfriend that I was going out for a few drinks later.

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