My honey pot

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I stood in front of the large mirror in the changing room, carefully admiring my naked body.

In my early thirties, at 165 centimeters tall, my skin was so smooth, my breasts were of a moderate size, with upturned nipples and areolas, a slender waist, a flat stomach, and below that, a triangular patch of thick pubic hair.

Slowly, I couldn't help but reach down and touch that mysterious place. Gently, I sat down on the floor, leaning against the wall, and spread my legs. Gradually, I increased the speed of my fingers, and the pleasure gradually increased. My gaze was fixed on one spot in the mirror. I liked watching myself masturbate in the mirror.

"Darling, I want more..." My fingers, exploring under the pubic hair, were covered in sticky fluid.

With my other hand, I parted my labia, and with the other hand, I pinched the exposed clitoris, immediately feeling an electric shock.

"Ah...so good..." I flicked my clitoris with my index finger, and my body twitched with each flick.

"Darling...faster..." I moaned softly.

I was quite surprised by my own transformation. But for someone like me whose husband was often away from home, the satisfaction I could get was limited. So, in my thirst, I could only release it through masturbation. Seeing my wanton reflection in the mirror, I knew I was close to orgasm.

I raised my knees, inserted two fingers into my vulva, and then squeezed my legs together. I squeezed out nectar from between my labia and fingers.

"Oh...ah..." Waves of pleasure surged through every corner of my body. I twisted my fingers forcefully inside my vagina.

"Ah...darling...I'm going to cum...ah...so good...I'm cumming!..." At this moment, my whole body trembled, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

I had reached orgasm. Little did I know that outside the changing room, a boy had been watching me masturbate the entire time, watching my lewd appearance while pulling out his own penis.

"Oh... Mom... I'm going to cum too..."

That was my son.

The next morning, I was busy preparing breakfast for my son, as he was going to school soon.

At that moment, my son went to the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon," I said.

My son kept staring at my back. I was wearing a low-cut, white, see-through nightgown.

Perhaps I had gotten up in such a hurry that I wasn't wearing a bra, and my son kept looking down, only to see that the nightgown was so short it couldn't even cover the tiny white thong.

My son got up and slowly walked behind me.

He finally couldn't resist and hugged me from behind .

I was startled. "What are you doing?"

my son said. "Mom, I'm here to comfort you..."

"What are you saying..." I twisted my body, but I couldn't break free from my son's embrace.

"I saw everything that happened last night. I know you're lonely, and I've been spying on you for a long time..."

"No...this is...incest," I gasped in response.

My son's hand was touching my breast through my thin nightgown, while his other hand moved restlessly downwards. My legs were tightly clamped together, my last line of defense. My remaining rationality made me aware of the boundaries of morality.

"You can't do this..." I desperately tried to escape this embarrassing situation. Suddenly, I turned around, and we faced each other. My lips were pressed tightly against my son's, his tongue slowly sliding into my mouth. Involuntarily, I extended my tongue to intertwine with his, my mind blank. How long had it been since I'd enjoyed such a gentle kiss? My son slowly kissed my ear, then quickly moved to my neck.

Finally, he slid to my breast. He used his tongue to circle my nipple, occasionally gently biting it with his teeth. After licking the right nipple, he immediately moved to the left. Even through the pajamas, that thin layer couldn't contain the pleasure I felt. I could almost feel my vagina slowly leaking fluid, and I could only clench my fists tighter. But heavy breathing was already escaping my throat. My legs were about to give way.

My son kept saying obscene things, "Such pretty pajamas... and you're not wearing a bra... such perky breasts... and you're wearing a sexy thong... don't you want my cock... I really want to fuck your pussy." And he didn't stop.

At this moment, I was going from resistance to an irresistible pleasure, enjoying a sensual experience I had never had before. So my son's words only became more provocative, especially since he had caught me last night. What could I say...? I really needed it.

My son's hand had already slipped past my lower abdomen and was heading towards my most intimate place. The burning desire within me had been ignited, and I knew I was about to lose control. Before I lost my senses, I twisted my body and softly asked, "Hmm...hmm...oh...what about your father...?"

My son stood up and hugged me tightly, kissing my lips repeatedly, but still whispering, "He's not here this week, and he can't satisfy you...if Dad finds out...we'll play together...you're our flesh, our father's."

I hugged my son tightly and kissed him fiercely. I wanted to release everything at once. My son lowered himself, kneeling between my legs, rubbing my pubic hair vigorously, and breathing on it through my thong. If it were underwear, it wouldn't serve its purpose at this moment, let alone a thong that was as thin as it could be, as small as it could be. The pubic hair peeking out from under my underwear on my inner thighs was constantly teasing my son as my body swayed. The strap of the thong, which was stuck between my buttocks, kept sinking deeper and deeper, eventually reaching my labia.

At this moment, my son pulled harder on the strap between my buttocks, sliding it up and down repeatedly. The strap rubbed against my labia and constantly impacted my clitoris. My son's tongue was licking my vulva, and the trembling and double pleasure made me lose my mind.

I finally couldn't stand anymore, and I gasped, "Let's... go to... the... room... okay...? And... your... school...?"

My son picked me up, but his hand on my thigh was still restlessly rubbing my labia. By this time, my labia were already overflowing with fluid, but my son still wouldn't let me go.

As we walked, he said, "Later, you call and ask for leave for me. I want to make love to you all day..."

My heart and my vagina were unbearably itchy, and all I wanted was for my son's penis to thrust into me hard and forcefully. But I still answered, "Okay, I'll ask for leave for you. I want you to fuck me properly."

"Fuck you...you've already said that...look at your lewd appearance." My son suddenly rubbed my clitoris hard.

"Ouch...you're so annoying...you saw how lewd I was last night anyway." I wrapped my arms tighter around my son's neck.

When we got to the room, my son gently put me on the bed. By this time, after the teasing, my pajamas were gone, and we were both only wearing underwear.

"Come on! Ask for leave for me." I took the phone from my son.

"Teacher...this is my mother. I'm sorry, Xiaozhi suddenly had a high fever last night, so I want to ask for leave. How many days...? It should be a week...sigh..." I suddenly cried out. It turned out that my son had suddenly licked my clitoris hard through my underwear. It felt so good, but I couldn't make a sound, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

"Is Mrs. Xu alright..."

I suddenly woke up from my comfortable state. I wanted to stop my son's actions, but everything was so comfortable that I just wanted to hang up the phone quickly and have a big battle with my son.

"Then...teacher...is...it...okay...?" I buried my son's head deep between my thighs, and his tongue suddenly started thrusting in like a penis.

"It's fine, but Mrs. Xu, are you alright?"

"Um...I...am...okay, then...thank...you..." I quickly hung up the phone.

As soon as I hung up, I finally groaned loudly.

"Um...you...are...so...annoying...people...talking...on...the...phone...making...me...feel...so...good...oh...harder...deeper...it feels...so good...oh...lick...harder...I...am...dying..."

"You...are...so good...oh...I...want...to...want...

what do you want..." my son asked excitedly.

"I want to make love to you...give me your cock."

I felt my son's cock getting bigger and bigger. Finally, we took off our underwear. I saw that my son's penis was hard. I didn't hesitate to lick his penis. I heard my son's moans of pleasure.

"Mom...you're so good...oh...um...stop sucking...I want to fuck you..." My son rolled over and flipped me over.

I felt a deep desire for a penis in my uterus. Honey-like fluid flowed from my vulva and onto my pubic hair, making it wet. But my son's penis didn't penetrate. It kept hitting my labia and clitoris. He even used his penis as a finger to rub up and down my labia. I saw the fluid flowing down.

"Please...hurry up and let your penis in..."

My son hugged my buttocks tightly. His erect penis slowly pushed open my tight labia and, along with the honey-like fluid, finally entered my vagina. Suddenly, my son forcefully pulled

my buttocks towards him, and his penis plunged deep inside me. I cried out in pleasure.

"Move faster... I can't hold back... It feels so good... Hurry up and fuck me!"

My son vigorously rubbed my breasts, but his penis didn't slow down at all, the intense friction between his penis and my vagina making my body arch in pleasure.

"Hit me... Kiss me... Rub me... Bite me... Fuck me!" I kept shouting.

My buttocks responded to my son's movements. My son gently patted my buttocks, making me feel even more itchy and numb.

"Does it feel good..." Suddenly, my son's movements slowed down. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that my mind went blank, and I was panting heavily.

"Mmm...move faster...I want...fuck me...hurry up..."

"Oh! Call me dear brother...say hurry up and fuck this slutty me..."

"Okay...as long as you fuck me...bad brother...bad son...don't stop...hurry up and insert it into my pussy..." I tightly hooked my raised legs around my son's waist.

"Oh...so good...ah...it's so itchy inside...oh...how can it feel so good...harder..."

Hearing my moans of pleasure, my son thrust even harder.

The rhythm, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, gave me an unprecedented pleasure.

"Oh...dear brother...dear son...I'm about to pee..." I shouted loudly.

At this moment, my vagina and inside my body were constantly trembling with pleasure.

Seeing my expression, my son also felt his penis being sucked by my vagina opening and closing.

Suddenly, my son grabbed my arms, lifted my body slightly with force, and thrust even harder, penetrating a hundred times in a row, making me feel both pleasure and numbness, and almost dying.

"Oh...Mom...I'm about to cum..."

I shook my hips frantically, intensifying the friction.

"Mom's about to cum too...Oh...Faster...Oh...It feels so good!"

"Oh...I came..." My son hugged me tightly.

I could clearly feel his semen shooting into my uterus like a jet of water; the burning sensation brought me to orgasm as well.

"Son...Mom's about to cum too..."

My lower body trembled uncontrollably, my semen mixing with my son's as it flowed out.

My son's penis remained inside me, though not as swollen. We slept in each other's arms. Our bodies were tightly intertwined, neither wanting to leave the other.

An hour later, I suddenly felt something swelling in her vagina, and my juices began to flow again. I opened my eyes and saw my son staring at me lewdly.

"Mom, I want it again...can I...?"

"Can I say no...? Your little brother is...restless...okay...move on..." I unconsciously started moving my hips.

"Ah...ah...ah...woo...son...you're making me feel so good...oh...yes...

oh...when...your fingers...went...into...my butt...ah..."

"Where did you put them in?...Hmm...you little slut...I want to hear you say it...hmm...hehehe..."

"Ah...my dear son...with his cock...insert...ah...ah...insert into my little...oh...ah...insert into my little beautiful hole...fingers...ah...my butt...it's so good...good husband...good husband...yes...right there...yes...ah...ah...ah..."

I said lewd words according to my son's request to enhance his excitement! Then my son inserted his fingers into my vagina. I could feel his penis and fingers pressed together in the same spot, and he kept touching my clitoris with his fingertips, rubbing it again and again, making me feel like I was dying of pleasure, moaning repeatedly.

"Ah...ah...good man...yes...don't stop...oh...you're making me feel so good...ah...ah...yes...ah..."

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly stopped all his movements, and I felt like I had fallen from the clouds back to the ground, lying on the bed like a fish out of water, panting heavily. At this time, he lay on top of me, continuing to slowly suckle my breasts, and after I caught my breath, I had my son lie down, and then I took his penis into my mouth, slowly sucking and licking it, and playing with his testicles with both hands, making him feel so uncomfortable!

"Oh... naughty mom... your mouth is so amazing... ah... ahh... so good... so wonderful... mom... ah... ah..." My son cried out in extreme excitement, releasing his pent-up pleasure.

Hearing his moans, I teased him even more vigorously, making him almost ejaculate! At this point, I would stop, let him rest, and then continue licking.

After playing for a while, I released his penis, then turned my body around, aligning my vagina with his long-erect penis, and slowly swallowed it inch by inch, deliberately letting my son see it slowly entering my body. The visual and tactile sensations were incredibly pleasurable!

"Ah...ah...Mom...your pussy is so beautiful...it feels so good on my cock...ah...ah..."

After I inserted my penis into her, I began to slowly move it up and down. When I pulled up, I deliberately contracted the muscles on the inside of my legs, making the opening of her vagina smaller, so that her vagina could exhibit a sucking sensation comparable to oral sex. When I sat down, I relaxed my leg muscles, allowing my penis to quickly penetrate her body, hitting her cervix, making myself feel an even stronger pleasure.

With such skillful technique, it's no wonder my son was talking nonsense with such pleasure! I worked up and down for about ten minutes, and we were both covered in sweat. Then I heard my son's breathing become heavy, and he actively thrust his lower body upwards, so I increased the speed of my movements. Sure enough, not long after, my son ejaculated thick, hot semen inside me.

And so, we went

at it again. My husband was completely oblivious, and besides, he was away from home every few days. My son and I made love without restraint, and every day was a scene of mother and son incest. We both fell in love with making love to each other.

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