No more sneaking peeks at pornographic novels

One hot summer evening, my son was in his room reading comics and snacking.

Because the air was so stuffy, he opened the window and turned the fan on full blast to let in some fresh air. But he was sweating even more, so he took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear on, which made him feel much cooler.

Around this time of night, he would keep some erotic novels by his pillow. As he read, he would get more and more excited and run to the bathroom to relieve himself. Sometimes he was so tired that he would fall asleep with the book on his face and the light still on. The next morning, he would wake up to find the book neatly arranged beside his pillow, his immediate thought being that his mother had come in and tidied it up. "

The novel I bought today must be good, quite provocative," he would think, lying in bed flipping through it. The more he read, the more his blood boiled, and his penis became hard. So he would quickly reach into his underwear and startle himself, not caring if his family suddenly opened the door and gave him a fright. He didn't want to get up to go to the toilet. Just reading the exciting plot in the book and imagining the shy expressions of the women he knew almost made his hand rub the skin on his penis raw.

However, reality and fantasy were still somewhat different. Although he had read many novels, even those with rape or incestuous scenes, the sensual stimulation wasn't strong enough. A mature woman's body gave him a more real intimacy than masturbation. (Damn it!) The son thought to himself.

Looking at the female college dormitories across the street, his desire began to tremble. He glanced at some rooms; some lights were on, illuminating the deserted corridors and dark buildings.

In the deep of night, he could see some girls and hear their laughter. The women on the college campus were at the peak of their development; some had really good figures, and you could feel the fullness of their buttocks even during class. Thinking of the seductive expressions of those women lifting their skirts and straddling men, his heart fluttered for

a long time. Looking at these naked backs, she thought that if she had the chance to sleep with these women now, it would be quite enjoyable.

"Go to sleep early!" Her mother's voice called out caringly from outside the door.

When reason is lost, ethical considerations weaken. At her energetic age, it was impossible for her son not to be interested in his mother. Spending so much time together sometimes made him curious about her body. Older women understand sex better, and he began to fantasize about his mother's lewd postures and expressions. Her good figure sometimes made him lose control—firm breasts, round buttocks—he wished he could have sex with her just once.

Thinking of this, her son's heart fluttered, and his penis grew redder and harder as he rubbed it. …

It was very late. (She should probably go to sleep!), the mother thought.

Seeing that her son's light was still on, she knocked on the door but received no response, so she opened the door to see if he was asleep.

Shock!

She was startled. Her son hadn't turned off the light and had his hand inside his underwear while sleeping. The awkwardness of the sight made her blush. A woman seeing a naked boy, his bulging member covered by his underwear, stirred something within her. The mother sighed in relief.

She began tidying the books beside her son's bed, finding a blanket to cover him, and preparing to turn off the light.

Just then, her son turned his back to her, his hand inside his underwear pulling it down to his thighs.

The mother went over to straighten him, and as she pulled his body closer, she saw a dark red penis protruding from his underwear.

(Ah!)

The mother exclaimed in surprise. The way a man's penis moved while sleeping was something she was very curious about. She pulled her son's hand away, and saw that his body, spread out, revealed his erect penis. The powerful, dark glans was oozing some clear fluid.

She panicked; her first thought was to tuck it back into his pants, but as a woman, the mother dared not do such a thing—it was too embarrassing.

The chaos in her mind paused for a few seconds, and she finally bent down to grab it. The warm thing throbbed and tensed in her hand. Having known a little about men, she understood this. She noticed her brother's body trembled slightly. Just as she was about to pull up his pants, she felt a sudden pressure release from his penis, and a little white fluid oozed from

the glans.

She finally understood. You were faking sleep! But she wondered: Did you deliberately make me touch this? Maybe he was in his prime, lost in lust. This was utterly absurd. Although

she knew her brother was interested in her, and she knew he often peeked at her showering and changing, this time it seemed a bit too much.

(I wonder what he thinks of me; he must be thinking of me masturbating in such a shameless position.)

Watching the thick, dark penis throbbing erect, perhaps it stirred her heart. In the dark of night, she was about to do something foolish.

Having shed her clothes, her supple and shapely figure was truly captivating. The curves of her breasts and the fullness of her hips

were a visual treat for her son, who was feigning sleep.

(Let's see how you handle this!) The mother decided to play with him first and see his reaction.

She took the penis she was holding into her mouth and licked it vigorously, even rubbing the scrotum with her hand.

"Oh! Oh!" The son reacted with excitement, and the penis in his mother's mouth trembled even more.

Hmm! The mother was very satisfied with this effect; men always react faster than women. After thrusting a few times in her mouth,

she felt something sticky. (So excited!) She was surprised.

The mother straddled him, her bright red vulva reflected in her son's eyes, the soft, wet flesh

and black pubic hair mixed together.

"I hope it's just once!..." she whispered shyly to her son.

She shyly turned her head away, her legs spread wide. As his penis touched the opening of her vulva, he couldn't help but grasp it and rub it against the hollow of his mother's buttocks, seeking to enhance her arousal and resonate with his own sexual pleasure.

"Ugh!" they both cried out.

His penis entered his mother's vagina; her wetness and tightness brought him immense pleasure. The swaying body and large buttocks were a sensual stimulation for the son. At first, his penis moved slowly in and out, but as the sensation intensified in his lower body, the speed increased. His mother, experiencing heightened pleasure, also quickened her hip movements. After a while, they both reached the peak of orgasm…

The next morning, as usual, his mother came to his room to wake him, and life continued as usual. Only this time, he no longer needed to secretly read erotic novels at night, because his mature mother was already smiling beside his pillow.

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