Is that Mom?

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I entered a room.

It felt spacious, with several doors, and strange noises could be heard coming from inside.

I opened the red door.

Inside was a large bed, and on it lay a voluptuous woman. Her hands and feet were bound to the four corners of the bed, her eyes were blindfolded, and her mouth was covered with thick tape. She was slightly swaying, her slightly curly black hair spread across the sheets, gently moving with the movement of her head. It wasn't so much a struggle as she was adjusting to a more comfortable position.

Driven by some unknown force, I approached. Scattered on the bed were many colorful condoms. I knew they were called condoms; I had once opened a pack of them from my mother's bedside table, and the slippery feel made me immediately throw them away in disgust. Now, many of these condoms were scattered around the woman, still covered in sticky white fluid. The secreted fluid soaked the sheets, the woman's torn burgundy dress, and left a wet patch on the stockings covering her legs.

"Ugh..." The woman seemed to sense my approach. She twisted her arms, tilted her head, and let out muffled moans. I found the sound familiar and pleasant, and as it echoed in my ears, my penis involuntarily hardened.

I pounced on her. Her body was soft, exuding a faint fragrance. My penis hardened even more, pressing against the inside of her stockinged legs, trembling and rubbing. She seemed to sense something, her body twisting more violently, emitting muffled "uh-uh" and "ooh-ooh" moans. All of this excited me even more. As if driven by something, I lifted the hem of her dress.

The stockings were torn at the crotch, revealing plump thighs protruding from the holes, displaying the voluptuousness of a mature woman. Some of the white fluid on it was still steaming, while some had already dried, adorning the delicate skin with a few white spots. The inner thighs were the last private area, a secret unique to women, something my mother had repeatedly taught me not to look at. Even so, having seen it all in the past two days, the dark forest and the deepest, winding path before me still brought me immense, voyeuristic excitement. I could no longer restrain myself, and, holding my throbbing, erect penis, I thrust it forward.

My penis tip was already secreting a lot of sticky, clear fluid without the smell of urine, and the woman beneath me was already wet.

I eagerly poked around a couple of times, but perhaps it was too slippery, I couldn't penetrate the woman's body as easily as the bad men I'd seen before. Were they actually rubbing their buttocks?

This strange thought popped into my head, but I quickly dismissed it with the image of Aunt Shuya's wide-open vagina, white fluid flowing from within. Did that mean I needed to go all the way in? I thought for a moment, then lowered my body a little, lying on top of the woman. This woman was slightly taller than me, and with her arms slightly bent,

I could hold her two round breasts. I gently rubbed them a couple of times; they were so soft and delicate. The wine-red dress seemed to be made of high-quality fabric, making the two soft breasts incredibly smooth in my hands. The woman also made a timely "woo-woo" sound, and the sudden struggle startled me. In my panic, I buried myself in her arms, and at that moment, my penis was completely inserted into her body.

"Woo-woo!!" She raised her head and kept making such muffled moans. An indescribable softness and tightness enveloped my body. Oh my god, this is so comfortable! I couldn't help but let out a soft growl, which seemed to further arouse her. Realizing I was just a child, she intensified her struggles. I hurriedly pressed down on her hands and pinned her silk-clad feet down with my legs. It seemed my strength was gradually gaining the upper hand. After a few twists, she calmed down. I felt a cool sensation on my lower body. Looking down, I saw that the sheet was soaked again.

This woman had wet the bed? No, it didn't look like urine, but regardless, the soft flesh inside her body was still tightly wrapped around my penis. Oh my god, this felt so good. I tried to imitate the position that bad men used to abuse their mothers, and started to thrust forward. Sure enough! Every time I thrust forward, the woman beneath me would let out a groan. And I would also experience a kind of stimulation. This stimulation was hard to describe; it felt as if a hand, an exceptionally soft and wet hand, was tightly gripping and playing with my penis. In a daze, I almost recalled the scene of bathing with my mother when I was a child. My mother was washing my little penis in the warm bath water, and the fragrance of my mother's body... Oh God, a strange feeling suddenly surged up, the stronger it was, the more I moved, and the more I moved, the stronger the feeling became. It was the feeling that surged up when I rubbed my own penis, and now it was about to ejaculate! Was it going to ejaculate inside a woman's body? Would it be like what I had seen before, filling this hole and then gushing out? Or would it be like the ant nest I used to play with as a child, continuously swallowing the water that was poured in? In that instant, it seemed like a million questions were running through my mind, but they quickly disappeared, leaving only the feeling of my penis bouncing back and forth, and the feeling of my soul about to leave my body.

"Ah... ha... ha ah... ha..." I felt like I had used all my strength, and I suddenly collapsed onto the woman, not even caring whether I could feel the white fluid gushing out of the hole.

"Ugh... whimper... mmm..." The woman beneath me seemed exhausted, letting out muffled moans and gasps. I smelled a familiar fragrance and, without thinking, reached out and removed the blindfold from her eyes.

Mom... Mom?!

[The End]

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