The story of an online romance with a plump and mature mother

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Sex, the only true pleasure! People are always obsessed with pure love, forgetting that marriage is nothing more than a contract, and morality and love are merely self-deceptive and exhausting constructs to maintain it. I vowed to enjoy all the sex in the world, to toy with women who outwardly appear chaste but inwardly harbor lust. I'll start with my mother. This is because I've long seen through her desires: a liking for being raped while feigning aversion to sex! Heh, okay, here I come!

So I often watched porn in my room, with the volume turned up very high. My father rarely came home; he was thoroughly tired of my mother's constant complaining and his own incompetence, so he simply stopped coming back. These porn films were nothing more than Japanese family incest or mother-swapping schemes. Those lustful mothers, their moans burning deep within, were all lonely, restless housewives. One day, my mother happened to pass by, saw it, and was furious. She yelled, "How could you look at such vulgar things?" I didn't answer. But she didn't punish me further, only warning me never to look at it again. There was only one computer at home, which my mother and I shared. She often used it to search for information and write articles. During the few days I stayed at school, my mother could use the computer alone. I suddenly had a bright idea: I pasted several quick links to incestuous movies on the computer desktop and labeled them. Hehe, that way, my mother would see them every time she turned on the computer.

All ready, I went to school with peace of mind. When I came back on the weekend, the link was still there. It seemed my mother wasn't entirely against it! I repeated the trick, adding a few more. Several days later, it was still there, undeleted (my mother probably wouldn't delete it anyway, hehe).

I like to masturbate while watching movies, and one time my mother caught me. She said, "What are you doing! And get rid of all that junk!" I laughed and said, "You watched it?" My mother blushed and scolded me angrily, "It's all incestuous junk, so disgusting!" Hahaha, I see. I immediately turned on the most exciting incestuous mother-son movie and said, "Take a look at this." My mother immediately ran out, her fat buttocks swaying.

This went on for a few weeks. One time, I was watching a movie and my mother caught me again. She actually laughed and said, "Watching this rubbish again? A bunch of old sluts!"

This time, my mother didn't get angry. You know, she had scolded me the previous times, and once she even slapped me! This time, my mother actually laughed and said, "Look what you've done! Vulgar! It's all lewd Japanese!" I glanced at her; my mother's smile was very light, seemingly disdainful, but her eyes were fixed on the screen. After Mom left, I once again lewdly stared at her swaying, enormous buttocks and plump legs. Through her shorts, I could clearly see that she was wearing black thongs. Mom's buttocks were very large, and the thongs barely covered her anus, revealing glimpses of her soft, white flesh. Mom seemed helpless about my behavior, yet couldn't help but be curious about what I had been watching, even though I was certain she had already seen those kinds of films.

I thought my chance was coming soon, so I decided to avoid watching pornography for the next few days. I was very considerate of Mom during these days, helping her with many chores, buying groceries, and mopping the floor. Mom wasn't feeling well, so I helped her get her medicine, accompanied her during her exercise, and even gave her massages—of course, just simple, non-provocative gestures. Gradually, Mom forgot about my distasteful behavior; after all, a mother always loves her son.

Once, I was massaging my mother's feet when she suddenly asked, "Why aren't you watching porn anymore? Have you learned your lesson?" I smiled and didn't say anything. My mother continued, "The Japanese are all perverts! Look at what they've done, making incestuous movies!" I said, "It's nothing, don't worry, I won't learn bad habits." My mother said, "Those Japanese old women, doing these things even at their age!" I said, "They're making money, and they like it too. The Japanese are very erotic, it's normal for them."

As I said this, I looked at my mother's plump, fragrant body and laughed, "Mom, you should lose some weight, hehe, if you don't lose weight, it'll be hard to walk." My mother smiled, her face blooming like a peach blossom, and playfully patted her plump legs, saying, "Look, my thigh is probably thicker than your waist!" I seized the opportunity and said, "Let me measure it, it might be thicker than both of my legs!" After saying that, I reached out and hugged my mother's big white thigh with my fingers, secretly kneading her delicate, fragrant skin. So tender and white! I touched my mother's plump legs and said, "You're so fat! You need to lose weight right away, okay?" My mother laughed so hard her face turned red, and gave me a light punch. I took the opportunity to hug her sexy, smooth arms and knead her white flesh, saying, "Look at you, your arms are almost thicker than my legs! You've really become a fat woman!" My mother scolded me shyly, "Alright, you little rascal, stop laughing at me. Give me your medicine, drink it so you can sleep." So I went out to get the medicine, and secretly glanced back at my mother. I saw her looking down at her plump legs, slapping them repeatedly, making "slap slap" sounds, like a fat, horny sow.

I poured out the decocted medicine and sprinkled in a small amount of the aphrodisiac I had carefully prepared. I didn't intend to get my hands on my mother right away.
My mother drank the medicine, joked with me for a while, felt a little sleepy and warm, and went to sleep. I wasn't in a hurry to do anything with my mother, so I went back to my room to sleep.

The next morning, I was on summer vacation and staying at home with my mother. When she saw me early, she smiled warmly and said, "Hehe, have you gained weight again today?" I said, "Actually, Mom has a good figure. I like fuller figures. Your figure is very sexy." Mom laughed and scolded, "You naughty boy, you have no manners!" While laughing, she unconsciously placed her hand on her plump buttocks and kept groping before going to the toilet to pee.

This went on for about two weeks. Every night, Mom would flirt and chat with me, taking a small amount of aphrodisiac I had prepared. This aphrodisiac wasn't very potent; it was more of a nourishing and beautifying tonic. Mom's skin and breasts became increasingly alluring and seductive. The aphrodisiac's aphrodisiac effect gradually took hold. After taking the medicine, Mom would often chat with me for a long time, almost unconsciously flirting with me, talking about Japanese movies or my "failed" love stories. I've noticed that Mom is increasingly unconcerned about me watching incestuous movies and doesn't shy away from discussing inappropriate topics, like her sex life with Dad, what my ex-girlfriend looked like, and women's menstrual cycles... So, I boldly reached behind Mom and hugged her plump waist, occasionally touching her breasts. Mom didn't seem to mind; it seems she's completely under my control!

Mom doesn't mind me touching her breasts now, which indicates two things: 1. After spending so much time with her, I've gradually uncovered her long-hidden lust; 2. Under the nourishment of the tonic, Mom is incredibly alluring, and her increasingly seductive and mature body has clearly stirred her inner restlessness. I waited patiently, not in a hurry to have sex with Mom. I wanted Mom to initiate sex with me so I could guarantee success.

A sudden, ingenious idea filled me with ecstasy...

That day, I invited Mom to go online with me. Mom said, "You're not going to trick me into watching porn again, are you? I won't do it!" I said, "No, you always say you don't know how to use the internet. Let me teach you." Mom didn't object, so I turned on the computer and pretended to teach her. After a while, I said, "Why don't you chat online when you're home alone? It's lonely otherwise." Mom said, "What's the point of chatting? It's all superficial online, I'm not interested." I said, "Don't rush me, I'll teach you first, whether you chat or not is up to you." So I told Mom about a chat room for middle-aged people, taught her how to enter and how to chat, and stayed up all night. In the following days, I still talked with Mom as usual, and occasionally went online with her, repeatedly teaching her how to chat online. Although Mom didn't really like it, I kept teaching her a lot. Mom had a habit when chatting, she liked to use the same username, "Elegant Woman 40," which wasn't a very provocative name, but many people would chat with her. Mom didn't like having a lot of people around her, so she would always log off after chatting for ten minutes or so.

Finally, I figured out when Mom was online.

One day, I told her that school had started and, although graduation was approaching, I would still be staying at school for a while. So I packed up and went back to school. That evening, I went to an internet cafe and immediately opened the chat room. Sure enough, I saw "Elegant Woman 40"! My heart was pounding with excitement. I randomly chose a name and started chatting with Mom. Mom didn't reply much. After waiting a while, guessing she was about to log off, I asked her if she came online often. Mom replied "yes," so I told her we could chat again tomorrow. A few days later, I went home and asked Mom if she had enjoyed chatting these past few days. Mom said nothing much, just passing the time. I figured Mom must have been spending a lot more time online these past few days. That night, I went to Mom's room to read, and Mom went online again. This time, Mom was online for over an hour. Perhaps she was having a good chat with someone, because Mom happily told me, "Chatting is quite fun!" I chuckled to myself, without replying—the opportunity had finally arrived! I could finally show off my skills!

On Monday, I went back to school and went to the internet cafe to chat with my mom again that night. This time, I used a very provocative name, "I really want my mom!" and took the initiative to chat with her. I asked her if she was busy and if she would like to chat. My mom ignored me at first, but then I sent her a message every now and then. After almost an hour, my mom suddenly sent a message: "Are you a mother-daughter freak?" I replied: "Yes, I really like my mom, and my mom loves me very much." My mom then asked: "Have you two been intimate?" I said: "Hehe, how did you know?" My mom couldn't hold back anymore and said: "I get very excited when I see your name." I said: "My mom and I have had a relationship, and we still maintain it." My mom's restless woman's heart was finally ignited, and she asked me what exactly happened. I made up a story, saying that my father didn't love my mom, that my mom was very sad and lonely, that I comforted my mom, and so on, rambling on and on. My mother clearly enjoyed it, so I asked her, "How are you? Do you have children?" She said, "I have a son." I said, "You're probably single too." She said, "Yes." I gradually stirred up her lonely desires, making her feel that I cared about her and that we had similar experiences. I described my fantasies about my mother as my own sexual experiences, saying that I often chatted about sex with her online. My mother was attracted by my teasing, and she asked me about my feelings about having sex with my own mother. I said, "It doesn't matter, as long as we love each other." Then I went on to tell her alluring thoughts about her body. The more Mom talked, the more relaxed and bolder she became, even laughing, "What you're saying is making me a little wet down there!" I asked, "Why don't you do it with your son? Isn't that great?" Mom said, "My son is still young, I don't dare let him do that." I asked, "Does your son like you?" Mom said, "Yes." I said, "That's good, don't be afraid." Mom said, "But he's still my son, I don't dare do that!"

At this point, I had completely aroused Mom's desire. I boldly said, "Can you be my mom online? My mom went back to her parents' house, and I haven't had sex with her in a long time." Mom said, "You want me to have sex with you?" So I called her "Mom" online, and Mom liked it very much, and couldn't help but have sex with me online! I could almost imagine Mom's lewd and wanton state, and I intensified my offensive, letting Mom completely immerse herself in imagined erotic pleasure. We chatted for more than an hour, and finally Mom said she was sleepy, so we said goodbye.

I deliberately left one day free, and went to see my mother on the third day. As soon as she saw me, she couldn't wait to chat with me, and even asked, "Why didn't you come yesterday?" She had waited all night for me. I quickly apologized, saying that I had something urgent to attend to. We talked for a long time, and my mother already treated me like her own child, showing me great affection.

Now, everything was ready. With just a gentle nudge, I could arouse my mother's restless and aroused desire. I returned home full of confidence. When my mother saw me, her face flushed involuntarily, and she said softly, "You're back?" I smiled and chatted with her for a few moments. That evening, I secretly observed my mother in front of the computer. I saw her waiting anxiously, both impatient and expectant. Finally, she got annoyed, turned off the computer, and went to her room to talk to me. I said, "Mom, how have you been these past few days?" My mother reached out and touched my face, saying, "I'm fine, baby." I grabbed my mother's hand and boldly kissed it repeatedly. My mother didn't pull her hand away, letting me caress and kiss her. I said softly, "Mom, you're getting more and more beautiful." My mother smiled charmingly and said, "Don't tease me, you little rascal!" I reached out and hugged my mother's full shoulders, then kissed her cheek and stroked her small, delicate earlobe. I blurted out, "Mom, I love you!" Mom eagerly looked up, her bright eyes wide, and whispered, "Baby, Mom loves you too!" I hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead, and said in a trembling voice, "Dear Mom, I want you!"

I knew the crucial moment had arrived; if I missed it, I'd be a complete fool! I hugged Mom tightly, eagerly pressing my lips to hers and sucking desperately. Mom hugged me, fell into my arms, struggled slightly, and then went limp. Mom's mature, alluring flesh rested against me, soft as cooked noodles. I kissed her while groping her large breasts, digging into her nipples. Mom tensed, letting out a soft "Ah!" I felt her breasts growing larger. I immediately laid her on the bed, stripped off her thin shirt and bra, revealing her large, white breasts that I had longed for for so long. Breathing heavily, I pulled off my mother's panties again. She was already unconscious and unable to resist, letting me do as I pleased with her flesh. I desperately wanted my mother, so I didn't tease her anymore. I moistened my penis with saliva and thrust it directly into her plump hole that I had longed for for so long!

I had never been with a woman before, so I was extremely excited. I thrust hard and fiercely. My mother had completely shed her usual seriousness and become incredibly wanton. She kept moaning and screaming, twisting and swaying her plump, fragrant flesh, driving me crazy! This further fueled my desire to conquer. I used all my strength and thrust my penis hard into my birthplace! Soon, I felt a tingling, numbing pleasure wash over my thighs and penis. A full, obstructed urge to release swept through my entire body. I subconsciously knew that it was time to make my mother completely devoted to me, so I thrust even harder and more fiercely. Under my rapid attack, my mother let out a loud scream. Finally, I struggled violently, and a large gush of semen shot rapidly into my mother's tight vagina. My mother let out a moan and then went limp. I also weakly sprayed the rest of my semen a few times and collapsed onto my mother's plump body.

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