Mother's Forest

My Mother's Secluded Forest

These past few days have been the happiest days of my 16 years of life.

Three days ago, on my way to school, I was hit by a speeding motorcycle. I was
taken to the hospital, where the doctor diagnosed me with a dislocated ankle, localized trauma, and a possible concussion, requiring me to stay in the hospital
for a few days.

Although I was in excruciating pain, I felt content because my mother had been taking care
of me at the hospital these past few days, and she had been sleeping there as well.

I know the hospital chairs are very uncomfortable, and it must have made it difficult for her to sleep. I felt very sorry for her
suffering so much, but I also enjoyed catching a glimpse of her sleeping posture.

Since I was old enough to understand, I had never had the chance to see my mother sleeping. I know this is perverse,
and I know I have a severe Oedipus complex, but I have never had any lewd thoughts: incestuous sex,
peeping at my mother's naked body... etc. I have never thought about it. In fact, I can't even look directly at my mother's clothed body.

I know it's not allowed, it's unacceptable to this society. As long as I can still love
my mother , that's enough. Even if my mother belongs solely to my father, I don't care.

These past few days, I know I've been reckless, but I've only ever secretly glanced at my mother's sleeping face after she falls asleep
. That's all I've done.

For the past few days, I've always pretended to be asleep, staying up until my mother goes to bed. I stare at her, watching her
until I fall asleep myself.

Today, of course, I planned to do the same, but perhaps because of the late nights I stayed up the previous days, I was exhausted and
fell asleep first…

"Mom…" After my mother fell asleep, I boldly and secretly got out of bed, walked to my mother's side, pressed close to her
body , and took a deep breath. My mother's fragrance was so delicate and sweet, just the scent I love. Yes, that's right.

"Mom… Mom… Mom…" I called my mother's name twice. I knew she was fast asleep, and I began
to admire the most beautiful woman in my heart from every angle.

Her calves, peeking out from under the blanket, had such perfect curves—calves, ankles, and toes… My God, Mom's
body was so alluring just from this part alone! I admired her closely.

I pulled back my hand that was touching the blanket and quickly squatted down. Mom stirred, thinking I'd disturbed her by trying to pull
the blanket . I held my breath, my heart pounding. Thankfully, I hadn't
woken her, but then I caught a glimpse of her shoes: strappy, low-heeled sandals.

I picked them up and examined them closely. Blue-purple sandals, perfect for a mature woman like Mom.

Ah! The blanket fell to the floor. "Phew… this… oh my god…" Although Mom wasn't wearing
pajamas in the hospital, but rather a suit, heaven had truly blessed me, allowing me to see Mom's entire sleeping posture.

Looking at this body before me, the body I'd longed for day and night, Mom's legs were bent, her whole body arched.

This posture was so beautiful! Just like in my dreams. "

So beautiful...so beautiful...Mom, you're so beautiful!"

At the hem of her skirt, I noticed it was slightly open, perhaps allowing me to glimpse a woman's most private parts...

"This is Mom's most private place...Ah, no!" I told myself no, I couldn't do this.

I went back to bed, lay down, and stared intently at my mother's body.

"Ah...Mom...I want...I want so much..." My desire had reached its peak, almost
uncontrollable, but I told myself no, I couldn't do this, I had to restrain myself!

"I can't defile Mom's noble body, I can't!" I shook my head, trying to clear my head.

No...from my angle, I could see directly into Mom's beautiful body through her neckline. My God! A purple lace
bra, encasing Mom's full breasts.

"...No, what should I do? I must control myself, I absolutely cannot do this. Just fantasizing about Mom
's body is not something a son should do. But today...today, I...I peeped...I
shamelessly peeped at Mom's beautiful body while she was sleeping! I deserve to die!"

My reason told me I was heading down an immoral path and had to stop immediately. But my
mind couldn't control my senses, my eyes, which never left those full breasts.

Purple lace clung tightly to her, clinging to her perfect curves, revealing the mature woman's allure beneath her clothes...

I pressed myself against Mom's body again, enjoying the scent emanating from her.

"Ah...so fragrant! This body scent..." I completely lost my mind. I knew I couldn't control myself.
I wanted to see more...more of Mom's body, I wanted to touch her, to touch that warm flesh.

I began to caress Mom's body, even though I had to touch her through a layer of air,
just excited me greatly.

"Ah...no! I have to..." I pulled out my throbbing, painfully erect penis and began to rub it...gazing at the
body I had longed for, I began to masturbate.

$$$$$

"Ah...Mom...Mom...oh..." The hand stroking my penis brought pleasure to the glans, a pleasure that
stimulated my nerves. I had never masturbated so intensely before; every nerve in my body was taut. But this
stimulation was nothing compared to...nothing compared to the pleasure of gazing at my mother's body.

My gaze was fixed on my mother's chest: "Ah...Mom, you're so beautiful!"

The curves of her underwear clung tightly to her outer garment, revealing herself, and the lace peeking through the fabric
excited me even more.

"Mom...ah...my endurance has reached its limit...oh...almost there..." I closed my eyes, waiting
to enjoy the pleasure.

"Oh! No..." God! The image of my mother in my mind had merged with the image of her naked body in my imagination; my mind
was filled with the erotic image of my mother without clothes.

"Ah...ah..." The hand stroking the penis was covered in white semen, feeling an unparalleled sense of pleasure.

"Mom, I'm so sorry..."

"Huh? How could you do this? I'm your mother." ...

Ah! The exposed penis and the semen-covered hand were completely exposed to his mother.

"How could you, how could you do such a thing?"

"Oh no! I've been found out, this is all...all...all...all...I'm doomed...what should I do?"
"How...how do I explain this? How do I explain...how do I explain...ah...ah..."

I found myself lying in bed. Whew! It was just a dream.

I reached down and touched my genitals. I had a wet dream, I had a wet dream, I actually had such a erotic dream.

But, thankfully, it was just a dream.

I turned to look at my mother. Yes, Mom was still fast asleep.

"Huh? This..."

Mom was still lying there fast asleep, which made me even more certain that it was just a dream. It was a dream, which reassured me
a lot. No one knew I had done something perverted.

Mom, forgive me, forgive me for having inappropriate thoughts about you in my dream. Mom, it's all my fault,
I was too reckless, but...but, the reason I did this is because of you, Mom, because your

...

body is so beautiful, which made me, made me have such lewd thoughts.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Looking at my sleeping mother, my inner voice was telling me. Although I had had
lewd thoughts before, my reason still told me that it was wrong.

"Mom..." Just as I was confessing, as if in a dream, the blanket covering the mature woman's body
slipped down, flowing smoothly like water from a height, revealing my mother's mature and beautiful body completely before me.
I couldn't believe it, nor did I want to believe it; this real body was right before my eyes.

The beauty before me captivated me, and reason lost its function. The reason that had just forced me to feel remorse was
gone, and all the propriety I had been taught was completely forgotten. Now, my eyes were fixed on this mature
woman , carefully admiring my own mother from head to toe, again and again.

Her arched body made her figure even more alluring, and her narrow skirt caused her thighs to appear and
disappear with the movement of her body; the tight-fitting silk made her flawless legs even more captivating; her shirt could not contain
my mother 's large, full breasts, which seemed as if they might burst open the shirt at any moment, and her mature
and charming face.

"Ah!" "Mom, it's Mom, right in front of me... right in front of me is my mother! I... how could I do this!"
A sliver of reason couldn't resist the primal instincts. Having just had a wet dream, it was now burning and engorged again...
Unconsciously, or rather, driven by my primal desires, my hand moved downwards to my genitals. I gently stroked
my genitals, "Hmm..." and began to masturbate.

Ah! Mom, you always make me feel unbearable! Your beautiful body, ah! If I could see your naked
body, it would be such a wonderful thing.

"Oh..." I began to masturbate rapidly... Ah! As long as it's Mom, I can quickly, quickly...
quickly ejaculate my hot semen for you, Mom.

But Mom's turn interrupted me. I quickly jumped back onto the bed and covered my genitals with the blanket.

...

"Thump, thump, thump," my heart pounded, terrified that Mom had discovered my secret.

A few minutes later, seeing that Mom didn't react, I knew I had escaped again. Even though I was frightened, my
thick penis hadn't subsided, and I started masturbating again. But almost at the same time, Mom twisted
her body: "Hmm..."

Mom's moan?

The buttons on Mom's shirt came undone from the twisting, exposing her bra in her purse. Purple lace
trim covered her half-exposed breasts, mature yet still white and tender flesh...

"Ah..." I kept masturbating.

"Hmm! Hot... hot..."

I clearly heard Mom's voice, Mom's low moan.

"Hmm... hmm..." Mom's hands roamed over her beautiful body, caressing her beautiful legs, buttocks,
waist, breasts... Even though she wasn't directly touching Mom's private parts or breasts, Mom's masturbation...
had already made me unbearably aroused.

Ah! Hmm... Mom, are you performing for me?

"Ah...ah..." Faced with this exhilarating sight, I couldn't control myself. "Ah...
ah...ah..." Hot, thick semen gushed out of me again... For Mom, I ejaculated again.

But I couldn't believe it, was it a dream...was it a dream? But the real sensation made me believe it wasn't a dream, it was
real, real, in the real world, Mom also had desires.

The next day, when I woke up, Mom had already gone to work, leaving a note saying she would come
over . I felt sorry for Mom, how hard she worked for me, and I also began to hate Dad. Why couldn't he let Mom live a happier life? Why
did such a mature and beautiful woman like Mom have to suffer with him, having to work at the bank after marriage?

...

Life had been like this for the past few days. The days in the hospital could only be described as boring. I was in a four-person
hospital room, where even peace and quiet were impossible. Of the three people sharing the room with me, one was slightly older than me
…

he seemed to be a university student, also injured in a car accident; the other two, however, looked anything but kind, with knife wounds,
seemingly local thugs.

“Hey, you’re a high school student, right?”

“Yeah, I am. I’m in high school now.”

“I’m in university.”

Yes, he was indeed a university student, looking rather scholarly.

“That’s great. University students have a lot of free time, right? You can do whatever you want.”

“It’s alright.”

“Bored? Are you even an adult yet… never mind.”

“What?” He spoke unclearly, “Here, take a look…” He tossed me a magazine, nothing
special : “Be careful, don’t let anyone see it.”

“Ah… it’s an adult magazine, this… isn’t that inappropriate?”

“Hurry up and look, don’t let anyone see it.” He urged me.

This magazine had everything: pictures of beautiful girls, sex pictures, adult comics, erotic novels… but most
importantly , the women in it had their private parts completely uncovered. For someone like me who had never seen female genitalia before, it was

…

incredibly stimulating! I devoured it like a treasure, carefully flipping through the pages.

"Ah, my God! So this is what a woman's vulva looks like..." (After class, I couldn't wait to go home,
hugging my mother from behind as she cooked, kneading her breasts... one hand constantly kneading her breasts, the other...)
I reached under my mother's skirt and caressed her private parts through a small piece of fabric... I pulled down her panties; her vulva
was so wet and wanton, it sucked my fingers in. My mother moaned, calling my name, urging me to quickly insert her own
son's huge penis into her cunt...

'This is...this is incest, isn't this what I've been longing for deep down?' Seeing this,
my emotions surged with excitement.

There were several more incestuous images: a son rubbing his mother's breasts in the kitchen, his mother's wet vulva,
his mother sucking his penis, fingers being sucked into his wanton mother's vulva, his son's penis inserted into his mother's beautiful
cunt ...

My God! This book was already stimulating enough, but it even contained incestuous content. These were too...too
stimulating for my senses, leaving me terrified and bewildered.

I returned the book to him.

"How was it? Pretty good, right?"

"Hmm... I've never seen an erotic book with so much skin."

"Oh, really? Don't blame me for leading you astray."

"Sorry, I want to sleep for a bit."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

I lay on the bed, wanting to rest, but as soon as I closed my eyes, all I could see were the scenes and pictures from the book... Ah!

I felt my whole body burning with desire, it was so uncomfortable... I finally managed to fall asleep, but even in my dreams,
the scenes from the book kept playing out in my mind .

Until I woke up, it was already dark.

"Mom... you're here."

"You're awake? What's wrong? The nurse said you've been sleeping all day, are

you feeling unwell?" "Nothing, Mom, don't worry."

"Let's have dinner, I made some food."

My mom and I ate the dinner she made, looking at the news reports on the wall, but my attention was focused on

my good

mom's face. My mother ate her food elegantly, occasionally sticking out her tongue to moisten her lips;
the spoon , after going into her mouth and taking it out, seemed to be glistening with her saliva; the fingers holding the spoon were so
slender and graceful…

My reason seemed to be completely locked away, and I began to think of incest as a mutually agreeable and beautiful thing,
of course, only if my mother was willing to do it.

I kept thinking, secretly observing my mother's every move, while thinking about how to confess to her so that she
would gladly accept.

Thinking and thinking, it was time for bed again, and my mother urged me to go to sleep, but I still pretended to fall asleep, waiting for
her to fall asleep. Damn it, I had caught up on sleep today, but I couldn't resist the invasion of sleep, and I fell asleep again.

After falling asleep, even in my dreams, my mind was still planning the incestuous scheme, how to make love to my mother…
and various intimate images of my mother appeared: rubbing my mother's breasts, caressing my mother's private parts, my mother sucking my
penis… In dreams, anything is possible. "

Mom...Mom, what are you doing..."

Mom was gently stroking my still-erect penis with her slender jade hand, then began to stroke it.

"Ah...ah...um..."

Was it a dream? Even if it was just a dream, I would be willing.

"Mom, it feels so good, lick it...Mom, lick it quickly..." What a beautiful dream, I hope it
never ends.

"Wake up! Where can you find such a realistic dream?" A strange yet somewhat familiar voice, it was
him...but how could he appear in my dream? What's going on?

Mom was kneeling on my bed, still stroking my penis with her slender jade hand, the touch was so
real , it didn't feel like a dream at all. And behind Mom stood three people, the three people in my ward.

"No...Mom, don't do this..."

Mom raised her head, looking at me innocently: "Don't think nonsense, Mom isn't...Mom isn't like this..."

"Mom..." ...

"Quick, quick, take your son's big cock in your mouth!"

"Mom, no...don't listen to him..."

Mom hesitated, and didn't do as he said.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"No...Mom, no..."

"No? Aren't you going crazy thinking about your mother's body?"

"Don't talk nonsense...Mom, don't listen to him..."

"Okay! If you really don't want to."

"Noble and mature mother, quickly take it in...otherwise, I'll have to cut off your son's penis
!

Oh God, is this a dream? What a terrible nightmare, wake up! But I know, this terrible thing
really happened, this is not a dream.

The glaring sunlight shone in from the window, waking me up from my bed. I looked around, everything
was as usual. My mother was no longer in the ward, leaving a note that appeared every day:

"Mom went to work, take good care of yourself, Mom will come over after work."
...

The glaring sunlight hurt my eyes, I quickly got up to avoid the attack of the sunlight, but a
thought flashed through my mind: Dream...is it a dream?

Was last night a dream? How could it be a dream, how could there be such a real dream? My mother's scent still
lingered on me, and the sensation of her rubbing my penis felt so real. How could I possibly have such a erotic dream?!

"Lick it, lick your son's cock!"

My genitals were incredibly swollen and painful; I desperately wanted to ejaculate. Under duress, my mother
licked my large penis. I dared not open my eyes; I couldn't bear to see this, even though I
so desperately wanted it to happen. My eyes were tightly shut, unable to look directly at my mother's face, but even so, I
could still feel her movements.

In my mind, a lewd image of my mother has already formed: her slender , jade-like hands gently grasp the base of my penis
, while her cherry-colored lips, already possessing the allure of a mature woman, softly envelop it, taking my large 　　… $

...

My long-awaited mother was licking me.

"Oh my god... ah... um..." I could easily feel her warm saliva flowing across my
penis , covering my entire shaft, from the glans to the scrotum, incredibly wet and slippery, the sensation was intense.

"Um... um..." I tried my best to hold back, waves of stimulation shooting through my genitals.

"Um..." I was about to climax! With my mother's licking, I knew I was about to ejaculate. But I could
n't , I couldn't ejaculate my semen into my mother's mouth, even on her body, I
had to hold back!

I could no longer resist the surge of lust, I secretly half-opened my eyes, wanting to see my mother's
beautiful face as she licked my penis. Ah! My mother was also licking me with her eyes closed, I knew she must be scared too, she must be scared
to see such an incestuous scene.

Even though she was coerced into doing something so contrary to common sense, I couldn't
feel . In my mother's skillful movements, I could sense that she also enjoyed oral sex and was immersed
in the pleasure of licking my large penis. Her slender, jade-like hands moved up and down incessantly, carefully
licking the tip of my penis with her pink tongue, stimulating my glans with her taste buds, and occasionally sucking with her mouth...

My mother also loves big penises, doesn't she?! Although it's socially unacceptable to lick her own son's
penis as long as it's a penis, my mother will enjoy licking it. Is that right?!

I suddenly had such a thought: that my mother was a promiscuous woman who loved to eat big penises. No!

Even if my mother licked like this, she was coerced; she wasn't such a promiscuous woman, she...
wasn't such a slut!

I closed my eyes, shook my head, trying to be rational and stop thinking of my mother as a promiscuous woman.

Ah! But when I opened my eyes, what I saw... was... was... my mother displaying even more promiscuous
actions.

Because of the constant stroking and sucking... Mom swayed back and forth, her shoulder-length hair began to fall loosely
over her forehead. She was incredibly beautiful; a mature woman was playing with her disheveled hair, and behind it
was a rosy, beautiful face, flushed with desire, a look of frenzied bliss, lost in passion.

Whenever you saw such a face, you would inevitably associate it with a promiscuous woman.

And now, she was playing with her hair... because... because her disheveled hair would hinder
her from licking a large penis, and she didn't even want to stop licking, as if afraid the large penis would
slip out of her cherry-like mouth. She was determined to keep the large penis in her mouth and lick it no matter what. Only a promiscuous woman who loves large penises

would

do such a thing.

No... no! Mom, it's not like that!

In that instant, time seemed to stand still, each second feeling incredibly long… My mother and I
met eyes, both of us frozen, as if the air between us had solidified, and time itself
seemed to stop.

My large penis was glistening wet, coated with an unknown amount of saliva secreted from my mother's mouth.
Excessive saliva dripped from her half-open mouth, naturally falling onto my penis, forming a thin,
watery trail.

Time then began to move again: "No… I can't… I can't do this… This is my son
… How can I, as his mother, do such a thing!"

'Dear Mom, don't be stubborn! Your son's life is in my hands! Just
do as I say! Besides, you like it, don't you? Your place is all wet, isn't it? If you want it, lick it now!'…
…Wet! My mother's vulva was wet, secreting warm, lustful fluids… all because of me, because of my big, thick cock
.

"No... I didn't... Don't talk nonsense!"

'Stop talking, lick it...'

Mom hesitated for a moment, then he pressed her head close to my penis, forcing her to take my dark red, huge
glans into her small mouth.

"Ah... um..." Soon, the pleasure from before began to stimulate me again, ah! The stroking of my hands, the
sucking of my mouth, the licking of my tongue, and the stimulation of my taste buds... um, I still bravely endured it, I knew I absolutely couldn't...

I absolutely couldn't ejaculate that filthy thing, but even though my lower body was constantly being stimulated.

But in my mind, the words "Your place is all wet, isn't it?" kept echoing, I couldn't help but think, what would
Mom's wet and hot vulva look like because of me?

"Ah... What are you doing!" Mom cried out in fright.

He stroked Mom's buttocks through her short skirt, then lifted the skirt up and touched
the silk fabric that clung to Mom's private parts.

"Don't do anything like that! Don't touch my mom's body!" I shouted with difficulty.
"

Don't be nervous, I won't do anything reckless, I won't steal your mother. Hmm... noble mother, you're very wet
down there ..."

"Don't talk nonsense! No... I didn't!"

He winked, and another person came over and grabbed the mother...

"What are you going to do?!" "

Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, just... just... let your son see
how wet you are down there, let your son know that you can be as wet as that for him." Oh my god! This... this
left me speechless, I could only watch helplessly.

"No... ah... no... please don't do this..."

Ignoring the mother's pleas, he spread her legs and made her straddle me. Even
through her silk panties, her genitals were still less than ten centimeters exposed in front of me.

"No... don't do this... please!"

The mother cried out, trying to cover her private parts with her hands. ...Their hands were forcibly pulled apart, and her small mouth was forced to take my huge penis into her mouth.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...no...sob..." Mom moaned.

The stimulation on my glans returned, and Mom, powerless to resist, could only sob as she licked my large
penis .

I couldn't believe it; what appeared before me was the mature, full buttocks of my mother, the one I had long fantasized about, clad in
white silk lace panties. Ah! So beautiful...so beautiful...Mom, you're so beautiful...

I couldn't resist the temptation. I looked between my mother's legs, and through the silk lace, I saw the thick pubic hair on her lower
abdomen , so abundant and dense… Then my gaze was fixed on my mother's body, on the most
mysterious part of a woman's body.

The fabric covering my mother's private parts wasn't as thin as lace, making it impossible to see clearly; only
the shape . But I superimposed the image of a woman's private parts from the adult book I'd read yesterday onto my mother's.
…

After a while, I came to my senses. I swallowed hard, my gaze still fixed on my mother's mysterious area. Is this wet
? There was a water stain on the fabric clinging to her private parts. This is… this is what they call wet… Mom is
wet because of me, because she's excited from licking my big cock, and that's why she's wet.

"Ah… um…" My mother's licking is so amazing, I want…

"Want to see?" "Your mother's most private place..."

"Ugh...ugh...no...don't look..." Mom tried her best to resist, but the man held
her head down, making her still suck my penis.

"Look, so amazing! Your mother is so wet, it's all thanks to you." He rubbed his fingers back and forth on Mom's
mons pubis .

"Mmm...mmm..." Mom let out a low moan.

I was stunned, only able to watch his actions.

"Your mother is also very lewd! She's already so wet after just a couple of touches, she must really want someone to touch her lewd
vulva. Look...your mother is really lewd, you can see her swollen clitoris even through her panties. This...good slut

...look...right here..." As he spoke, he rubbed Mom's clitoris through her silk panties.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...mmm...ugh..." Mom could only moan
softly , but you could still hear that her clitoris was giving her a lot of stimulation.

"Oh...your mother is enjoying it!" And look, it's so wet already, so wet! Like this,
your mother will feel even better! He quickly rubbed his mother's clitoris.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ooh...ah...ah..." His mother broke free
and cried out loudly.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my mother..."

"See, your mother really feels good! You don't want me to touch your mother? Hmm...okay, then you touch her,
you touch her...you touch her...I won't touch her." Although this was what I longed for, I absolutely couldn't
do it, absolutely not!

"Won't touch her? Noble mother, your son wants to touch your private parts, but doesn't dare to. Mother, do you
want this stranger to touch you, or your own son? You decide!" "Mom
turned to me innocently: 'Son, this isn't your fault. He's the pervert, not you... If
a stranger has to touch my body, I'd rather you touch me.'

'Mom! But...'

'Son, touch...me...' Mom's voice trembled.

Although I had this thought in my mind, I still couldn't bring myself to do it.

'Hey, hurry up! Otherwise, I'll...'

'No...don't touch my mom...'

Oh my god! How could this be? Mom actually asked me to touch her genitals. Ah! This...this is so wonderful
, Mom actually likes me, and wants me to touch her private parts. Hmm...my lower body reacted instinctively because I was about to do something
, I could feel my big cock growing...growing bigger than ever before."

"Hurry...hurry up! My good son...save Mom...don't let other people's dirty hands touch Mom's body

.

Good son...touch...touch Mom..."

I knew Mom said those words out of desperation, but...I couldn't control myself. In
my mind, Mom had become a slut yearning for someone to touch her private parts.

I trembled as I raised my hand and slowly placed it on Mom's buttocks. Even through her silk panties, I could still
feel Mom's body temperature. I began to move my hand...perhaps out of fear, I didn't dare to touch her hard.
I gently stroked Mom's plump buttocks, but...

"Mmm...mmm..." Perhaps this was more stimulating for Mom, because she actually
moaned .

Then my gaze moved to Mom's genitals. Sure enough, just as that man had said, even through the silk
fabric, I could clearly see her clitoris, swollen with excitement.

Was Mom really a promiscuous woman? Her clitoris was so swollen. My fingers unconsciously slid towards my mother's private parts,
stroking her mons pubis... My fingers were pressing against my mother's wet labia, and even through her panties, I could feel their softness
. My fingers touched the wet crevice between her labia, this...this...I knew, I had touched my mother's most
private place...This was my mother's vulva, and entering this crevice meant entering my mother's...

I felt incredibly excited, and absentmindedly stroked back and forth with my fingers.

"Mmm..." My mother twisted her body.

Was my mother feeling something? Was she feeling something because of the caresses?

"Ah...are you feeling something? Your son is making you feel good, isn't he? You're making your mother feel good!

Touch this, your mother will feel even better, she'll feel like she's flying to heaven!"

The man was talking about my mother's clitoris, and I unconsciously began to rub my mother's clitoris.

As I rubbed my mother's clitoris, "Ah...ah...um..." my mother writhed violently
.

I couldn't stop my fingers, "Um...um...ah...ah...um..." Hearing my mother's
moans made me quicken my fingers' movements. ...

"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...ah...um..." As long as my fingers didn't
stop , my mother kept making lewd noises.

Soon, the silk fabric clinging to her vulva was soaked, and it was getting wetter and wetter... Seeing
the lewd fluid flowing from my mother's vulva, I kept stroking her clitoris quickly.

"Ah...ah...no...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing my mother cry out "I can't take it anymore," I quickened my rubbing movements even more. I was such an evil
son , wanting to see my own mother climax.

"Ah...um...ah...Mom...Mom, how could you..." Her slender jade hands began to play with my big...
My penis, my tongue licking it incessantly, combined with the sucking as it went in and out.

"Ah...ah...Mom..." Mom probably couldn't take it anymore, she wanted to suck my big cock. Mom
licked my penis lewdly, waves of intense stimulation overwhelmed me.

"Ah...oh...so good...so good...Mom...Mom...Mom...good...licking me so comfortably...
$$$$$

I...I...so good...woo...um...um...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...no
...no...don't stop...um...faster...faster...harder...faster...ah ah...ah
ah ah...so good...I'm going to die..."

I never expected Mom to also scream wildly in a daze. I never thought I could make Mom feel so good, I
could make Mom excited, I could even make Mom orgasm.

"Ah... um... ah... um... ah... so good... Mom... you're so amazing... I
can't ... I can't hold back anymore... I really can't take it anymore..."

"Um... um... um... um ah ah ah... ah... ah... um... ah..."

Almost simultaneously, my mother and I both screamed loudly, releasing all our pent-up emotions.

Whitish semen spurted from the tip of my large penis. As I ejaculated, I quickly pulled my penis
out of my mother's mouth, but half of the semen still ended up in her mouth, while the rest scattered across
her beautiful face and fair body.

My mother trembled for a while, clearly enjoying my rubbing of her clitoris. Perhaps,
perhaps she also longed for something more.

After a shiver, a large
patch of my mother's silk panties was soaked with her own vaginal fluids, so wet... Through the damp fabric, I could clearly see my mother's vulva, I saw
her most intimate flesh. God! How could this be? Such a vivid memory, how could it be a dream? Absolutely
not ! How could it be a dream? Everything felt so real, every touch so
unforgettable... No! It couldn't just be a dream.

I pondered this, but I couldn't fully convince myself it wasn't a dream.

This was real, I couldn't even be sure myself, what was this...?

I still don't understand what's wrong with me these past few days. I can barely distinguish between dreams and reality, like a
...

unimaginable erotic dream, in which everything I wanted happened.

In the dream, it wasn't just my lewd thoughts of peeping at my mother's body, but also my mother frantically licking my
penis, such a scene, incest between mother and son, was it a dream? All these memories are just a dream, God!

How I wish all of this were real, not just a dream.

But whether it was real or a dream, the truly terrible thing was that I couldn't tell if it was a dream or if it had
actually happened. Damn it, let me figure this out! Even if it wasn't what I hoped for, and it
was just a dream, I still had to figure it out!

My mind was a mess, filled with erotic images of my mother's body: "Oh... Mom... I love
you so much!

" "Ah... right..." Just as my mind was filled with lustful thoughts about my mother, I was suddenly
startled : "Those two... where are they?" I woke up with a start, realizing that the two people weren't in the ward. ...

"You're awake? The doctor said you can be discharged!"

My father appeared before me, startling me.

"You can be discharged, Dad's here to take you home."

"Where's Mom?"

"Mom went to work, and Dad has to go to work later too, so you should stay home and rest."

On the way home, my mind was still haunted by last night's erotic dream. It's all a dream,
a dream. It was a lustful thought I had about my mother's body that caused this dream, and I wanted
it to be real, so I kept treating it as real. I tried hard to believe it
was a dream.

But actually, I didn't understand it myself. Last night, my mother licking my penis was indeed just a dream, but
even I forgot how perverted I was that night, how I spied on my mother's sleeping
body , rubbing my own hot penis, desecrating her sacred body with my semen…

"Stay home and rest, Dad has to go to work."
...

'Leaving me alone at home, doesn't he realize I'm a patient?' Alone at home, utterly
bored, my mother's beautiful figure and her clean body resurfaced in my mind.

"Oh…" I lay on the bed, rubbing my hot penis, my mother's image
becoming .

My mother, dressed in her pajamas and apron, cooking in the kitchen; my mother, dressed casually before bed;
and
my mother, who excites me most, in a uniform suit with stockings and high-heeled sandals, revealing her beautiful legs.

"Ah...so beautiful...I love Mom dressed like this." Even...even
my mother's naked body, which I'd never seen before, flashed through my mind.

My mother wore nothing but a bra and a small pair of panties,
almost completely naked before her son. She lowered her head shyly, unable to look directly at her son, unwilling to see...
her son's burning penis, unwilling to see her son masturbating to her body. Perhaps the mother was afraid, afraid
… afraid to see her son rubbing his penis against her body; or perhaps
the reason she didn't watch her son masturbate was… because… she herself wasn't disgusted, not disgusted by her son's disrespectful actions, but afraid that
she herself would be aroused by his actions, that she would feel an intense itch in her genitals
because of his hot penis. The mother was afraid, afraid that she was that kind of woman.

The mother lowered her head, her face flushed with shyness. Even with her underwear covering her, she timidly
covered and clutched her tender white breasts with the other, unable to resist exposing her body to her son
.

"Ah… um… I can't take it… Mom… you're so beautiful… I love you, Mom, I love you so much…"
"So beautiful... I... I... I want to ejaculate thick semen in front of you... Mom... I want to
shoot all my thick semen on you... You'll like it too... Mom..." ...

"Ah... Oh..." I kept rubbing my hot, swollen penis: "Mom... Mom, I want
you... I want to have you..."

"Ah... Hmm... Hmm..." A surge of heat rushed out of my body, and I felt a wave of pleasure throughout my body:
"Oh... Hmm..."

My lust for my mother didn't stop after I released my pent-up desire. After ejaculating thick semen, I kept thinking:
"One day... one day I must ejaculate inside Mom's wet and hot vagina."

In just a few days, my feelings for my mother had gone from liking to loving, and now an immoral thought filled
my mind: I want to have Mom.

Even if it's an evil thought, I don't care anymore, Mom, I must have your body!

Today, after returning from the hospital, in my room, lying on the bed, I fantasized about my mother's body, and I
ejaculated my thick, hot semen on her again. In my mind, my thick semen covered my mother's white body.

After this masturbation experience, I clearly understood that my childhood love for my mother, and even my
infatuation with scalpers, wasn't without reason. I now understand that the countless times my mother's image has appeared in my dreams—from dreaming of her loving kindness as
a child , to dreaming of her beautiful body, and now dreaming of… masturbating with my mother
, dreaming of her giving me oral sex, having sex with me… these are all subconscious thoughts, but I've
never dared to confront these immoral, societally unacceptable ideas.

I couldn't confidently tell myself that the woman in my dreams was my mother, and I dared not confront the incestuous
thoughts deep within my mind.

But now, I want her, I want to have my mother. This desire fills my mind; my thoughts are free. I
've let my thoughts be free. I must have my mother, telling myself it's not an immoral thought, maybe
my mother is even looking forward to my body.

And so I lay in bed, falling asleep with lewd thoughts...

When I woke up, I hadn't forgotten the lustful thoughts in my heart, but I also clearly understood that getting my mother
wouldn't be easy. Even if she wanted my body, getting her to break free from traditional constraints...

would

n't be so simple. But no matter how difficult it was, I... I had to get my mother's body,
abandon all moral constraints, I had to know all of my mother's secrets.

While my mother wasn't home yet—she wouldn't be back for a while—I went to her room, wanting to learn all
her secrets. Opening my mother's wardrobe, the scent of a mature woman made me dizzy and
incredibly excited. I instinctively felt a warm, wet sensation in my lower body, as if my penis was about to swell again.

In one corner of the wardrobe, the clothes closest to my mother's body—underwear and panties...

My mother was a conservative woman, wasn't she? Although there were several styles of underwear, each made of
lace and sheer, slightly transparent material, there weren't the erotic underwear I had imagined. But upon closer inspection, I noticed

that all of Mom's underwear was high-cut and high-waisted. These high-cut camisoles, paired with her tight -fitting skirt, meant that even through the skirt, the V-shaped lines of her underwear were clearly visible. In the bank, many people must have followed Mom, just to catch a glimpse of her V-shaped camisole clinging to her ample hips . It seemed Mom wasn't necessarily a conservative woman; she might want to dress sexily but was afraid of gossip. 　　Then I caught a glimpse of a set of purple underwear… this… isn't this the set Mom wore that day… in the hospital? The one I'd glimpsed from her chest, the one that clung to her body that day. 　　"Oh my god…" I inhaled deeply, smelling it. So fragrant… so fragrant… this must be the smell of Mom's breasts! 　　"Ah…" Then, I picked up the matching panties—this purple, sheer pantyhose, isn't that the one Mom wore that day? 　　"Oh... God..." Even though I knew it had been washed, the thought still made me feel hot all over. This... this little piece of fabric, the fabric at the bottom of this little camisole, was right next to Mom's private parts. 　　"Ah... God... Mom..." I stuck out my tongue, wanting to taste what it felt like, even though it had been ... washed, I still wanted to try. 　　Just as I was getting excited and about to taste Mom's private parts, the sound of a door closing brought me back to my senses. 　　"Mom, is that Mom back?" I started to panic and quickly put the underwear back. 　　Peeking through the crack in the door, it was indeed Mom, no doubt, but Mom was walking towards me, how could I tell? 　　Just as Mom walked into the room: "Mom, you're back. My head hurts a little, do you have any painkillers?" 　　"Ah...you have a headache? Let me see." Mom didn't suspect anything, stepped forward, and gently touched my forehead: "It's okay, no fever, should we go back to the hospital?" 　　"No need, actually it's fine, it'll probably be fine in a bit." 　　At this moment, Mom's body was very close to mine, that scent... the scent was different from the scent on her underwear, this was the scent of a mature woman, wasn't it? 　　"Mom, I'll go out first, and if I still feel unwell, I'll come back to take my medicine." ... 　　After leaving the room, I casually closed the door, but deliberately left a small gap. I knew Mom would change out her work suit, so I closed the door to reassure her about taking off her clothes. 　　I peeked from behind the door, I could feel my heart racing. Through the small gap, what I saw was Mom taking off her suit jacket, the white shirt unable to conceal her light blue bra, her breasts tightly pushing the shirt up. Mom's breasts are so big and beautiful, 34D—thinking about the size of that bra I at how big they are. 　　"Ah..." Through my pants, I started rubbing my penis again; the sight 　　of her undressing made it painfully hard. Unbuttoning her shirt, half of Mom's fair breast was exposed before my eyes. Mom's 34D breasts are so beautiful, so fair and delicate. Are her areolas pink? Or a mature brown?

Hmm… a mature woman was left only with a pencil skirt, stockings, underwear, and panties… Good

heavens! Then Mom took off her pencil skirt and stockings. Mom was wearing stockings that reached her waist. As she took off
her skirt , a pair of slender, beautiful legs were revealed, and under those stockings was
her camisole—yes, a sheer lace high-cut camisole. Underneath the stockings were pink and blue panties. Besides giving Mom the charm of a mature woman
, it also added a touch of youthful wildness.

I controlled my excitement, my penis was burning hot: “Mom, I love you, I want to ejaculate all
my semen into you, my penis is so hard… Mom… Mom… I want you…” Mom lifted her shapely
legs and took off her stockings. I waited, waiting to peek at her body clad only in underwear.

Mom’s fair, soft skin and pink and blue underwear were a perfect match. Her full breasts
swayed with every move she made.

"Oh...so good...Mom, you're so beautiful..." I wanted to release again, but I couldn't; I had to hold back. Seeing
Mom put on her loungewear, I rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on myself to extinguish my lust and desire. ...

I realized Mom was truly beautiful, so incredibly beautiful. I was completely captivated. Even though she was wearing casual loungewear
, I could still get an erection from her every move.

After dinner, Dad told me to rest early and urged me to go to my room to sleep. I was unwilling, but I had no choice.
Actually, I was quite tired, and I fell asleep soon after lying down.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up. It was past midnight. I got up to use the bathroom. But I didn't
go . I went to the washing machine and carefully and quietly took out the small bag containing Mom's underwear. These were
unwashed underwear that Mom had worn all day. They had been in contact with Mom's private parts all day.
Just thinking about it made me feel hot and uncomfortable.

"Mmm...it's Mom's scent...oh..." The inside of her panties, the small
part , that was the scent of her private parts. There was still a little of her secretion on it, her discharge.

"Hoo...ah..." I tasted her private parts with my tongue. It was a little sour, and had a kind of inexplicable smell,
like a slut's scent. I guess it was the seductive smell of a mature woman! 　　"Mom's private parts, I indirectly licked Mom's vulva." God! The stimulation was too intense, so much so that ...I didn't notice my penis getting hot and swollen. 　　I took Mom's panties with me; I wanted to go back to my room and savor the taste of her private parts. 　　Then I made another discovery. Mom's room had a dim light, and the door was half-open. I secretly hid outside, wanting to see what was going on. 　　A small nightlight was on in the room. Although the light was dim, I could still vaguely see Mom and Dad. 　　"Honey...it's been so long, come on! I really want it..." 　　I wasn't mistaken, it was Mom's voice. Mom was so lewdly asking for sex. But it's understandable, Mom spent over a week with me in the hospital; it's inevitable she'd have physical needs. 　　"Honey, I want it so much...I really want it..." 　　"No...I'm so tired today!" Dad completely ignored Mom's request. ... 　　Damn it! Such a beautiful woman asking for sex, and he...he ignores her! Is Dad trying to make Mom a bitter woman?! 　　Oh my god! Mom was wearing a sexy, sheer nightgown I'd never seen before. She was lying on the bed, and in the dim light, I could vaguely see her beautiful figure. And it seemed she wasn't wearing a bra. 　　Dad ignored Mom, and Mom...she actually started licking Dad's...Mom's kneeling position was incredibly alluring; it's hard to imagine Mom having this side to her. 　　Oh… As Mom moved back and forth licking, her breasts swayed back and forth as well. 'Ah… Mom… I love you… Lick mine… Lick your own son's…' Completely unconsciously, I pulled out my hot penis and started rubbing it. 　　'Mom… I love you… Ah… Mom, if you could help me too, that would be so good… Hmph… Ah … Mom…' 　　Watching Mom's swaying figure in the dim light, I used the little camisole she had worn to stroke my penis: ' Ah… Mom…' 　　'Hmm… Ah…' 　　'So fast? Husband… How come so fast…' Mom got up from the bed in disappointment, and I hid in the shadows . 　　Mom went to the bathroom, probably to take a shower? I continued rubbing my huge penis, looking at Mom's graceful body, I was almost at my limit. And from this angle, Mom's sheer nightgown made her perfect figure appear as if she wasn't wearing anything, completely exposed before me. 　"Ah...Mom...Mom...Let me satisfy you...Ah...Mmm...Ah...Ah..." 　　My hot semen shot all over Mom's panty, right onto that small spot pressed against her genitals, just like having sex with her. I felt an unparalleled pleasure. 　　"Swish...swish...whoosh..." Mom was showering. 　　I walked towards the bathroom, leaving my panty, soaked with my hot semen, by the door. Mom would definitely find it, she definitely would. What kind of surprised expression would she have? Unfortunately, I couldn't witness her surprised expression here ... My appearance at this moment might cost me my mother. 　　Back in my room, lying on the bed, my mind kept thinking about what Mom would do. Mom would definitely guess it was me, maybe she would even swallow all my semen!!

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