Mom drank too much

The first naked woman I
ever saw in my life was my mother.

At that time, we lived in a small two-story house with two bedrooms; I slept in one, and the other...

It was for my parents to sleep in until they divorced.

The bedrooms are on the second floor, adjacent to each other, with a door between them, but it's always locked. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)

Before my mother left and went to sleep alone in the bedroom, I never thought about that door.

The door between our bedrooms was an old door with a large keyhole, though I never saw it.

Any key, or anyone can open it.

When I was young, this door was a mystery to me. Because it had been taken down before...

The doorknob was so long that someone had used filler to block the keyhole, making it impossible to peek through it into the next room.

I've woven countless stories about this door and the people who once lived in this house. I've tried my best to imagine...

What might they use this door for?

Whenever I ask my mother about it, she always tells me that the door was for a...

A maid. The person who used to live here had a maid, she said, and she slept in my bedroom.

To make a long story short, after my father left, my mother was all alone, and I began to imagine the story behind this door.

thing.

By my sixteenth birthday, like most boys my age, I was starting to feel increasingly attracted to women.

Qi likes to look at naked women.

I started collecting videotapes of prostitutes and other magazines that published photos of nude women and their intimate parts.

I hid the magazines under my bed so my mom didn't find them. Every night after I got back to my room, I took them out.

I picked up the magazine and looked at the photos. To me at that time, a woman's private parts seemed to be the most...

It's wonderful; I long to thrust my penis deep inside.

Although, after a while, the photos no longer met my needs.

I want to see the actual product.

One day, while my mother was out shopping, I took a screwdriver and tried to pry out the packing material.

Keyhole.

After a long time, a hole became clearly visible in the filler. In reality, it was stuck inside the metal. Although...

Even so, after several hard jabs, most of it loosened, and I pushed it to the other side.

Looking through the open keyhole, I saw it—a door that offered a complete view of my mother's bedroom.

Excellent view of the bed.

Needless to say, that night, I could hardly wait for my mother to come home and go to bed.

And when my mother came into her bedroom that night, I received the best reward.

I knelt down and peered through the keyhole. I saw my mother take off her clothes, one piece after another. First...

What was exposed was her breasts; I never dreamed my mother would be so voluptuous.

I watched as my mother's breasts bounced up and down, and she bent down and slowly took off her stockings.

Someone like me is puzzled as to why I never imagined before that my mother would have such a wonderful child.

Full breasts.

I finally understand that a bra can sometimes conceal a woman's true, ample size.

Peering through the keyhole, I also saw, in real life, the buds on a pair of breasts...

So large; and a large brown circle surrounding the nipple.

How lucky I am, baby, to have the privilege of suckling warm milk from these buds!

I wondered why I stopped.

I remember reading a novel about a boy who was cared for by his mother until he was eight years old.

That should be me, I think.

I will never give up, and I think I will continue to suckle milk from these big breasts.

What would my mother think if she knew what I wanted?

This thought excited my penis.

When Mom took off her panties, the beautiful pubic hair on her private parts was so clearly visible, even more so than what I had seen in magazines.

Those pubic hairs were even more striking.

When I saw this scene again, my penis became completely erect.

I began to vigorously rub my penis.

After undressing, Mom usually lies in bed reading for a while, her beautiful legs slightly parted.

I fantasize about my penis being buried deep inside the dark bush between my mother's legs, going in and out repeatedly, as much as I want.

To be able to delve deeper.

I kept rubbing my penis until the semen sprayed onto the door.

Spying on my mother in the dormitory continued for many nights.

As time passed, I vividly remembered every part of my mother's 34-year-old body, especially her firm, large breasts.

Whenever she moved around the room, her luscious breasts would sway up and down like waves.

When she lay down, they looked as if they were about to fall over from both sides; and when she moved, they looked like two...

The large, fleshy mound spanning her upper body was meant to be kneaded and tasted.

I also fell in love with my mother's honeyed spot, including that sexy black bush and the beautiful cleft hidden beneath it.

Occasionally, she would absentmindedly place a finger there, reminiscent of a warm and moist pleasure.

After that one time, I forgot all about pornographic magazines.

After just one time, I even grew tired of masturbation.

I want a real honeypot, a honeypot like my mother's, a warm and tight one, full of...

The moist, sweet nectar of her vagina allowed my penis to slide in comfortably.

I want to ejaculate inside a honey pot.

I want to have orgasm again and again.

I want to completely fill it with my semen.

However, the situation remains unchanged. I wasn't bold enough to run naked into my mother's bedroom and force myself on her.

She laid her cards on the table, especially while she was still awake.

Only once, when I knew she was fast asleep, I tiptoed into my mother's bedroom and quietly went upstairs.

Her bed.

I carefully pulled the blankets aside, leaned over her body, and brought my head very close to my mother's genitals.

But in the end, I lost my courage and needed to inhale the fragrance emanating from my mother's honeypot to satisfy myself.

Own.

Her fiery, musky allure stimulated me, and I began to masturbate, imagining my erection.

The penis penetrated deep into the object of my desire.

Just imagining it was enough; I vigorously masturbated and ejaculated in one go. My semen sprayed onto...

Everywhere, on her ample breasts and lower abdomen, a drop or two fell onto her curly leg hair.

After my breathing calmed down and I felt normal again, I leaned against my mother's sleeping body and checked her pubic hair.

Two drops of pearly-colored semen were added.

Extending my finger, smeared with white semen, I ran it down her pubic hair until I reached her vulva, and then...

It entered the opening of her honey pot.

With a few gentle touches, the petals inside Mom's honeypot seemed alive, greedily accepting my touch.

The precious semen provided.

The mother sighed softly and shifted her body a few times.

She shifted her buttocks up and down for a while, then lay down quietly again.

I realized that staying here any longer was too risky, so I covered my mother with the blanket again and left the dormitory.

I withdrew, promising myself that next time I would muster even greater courage.

Once again, I mustered my courage and quietly sneaked into my mother's bedroom. This time, I felt incredibly lucky.

It was really bad luck, because Mom was on her period right then.

Pulling the sheet out from under her sleeping body, I saw the thin thread of a tampon dangling from her vagina.

This really dampened my spirits, and needless to say, I had no choice but to obediently retreat from the room. Not only that...

He cursed his own luck and vowed to give up any chance to steal his mother's affections.

However, this resolve didn't last more than two weeks! One time, Mom and a female friend...

He was drunk downstairs all night.

The two of them slowly finished a four-liter bottle of liquor, joking with each other about their lives.

The men they knew were degraded to worthless.

Laughter and chatter filled the kitchen as they sipped their drinks and snacks.

The conversation was filled with exaggerated and gossipy chatter, like that of a gossipy old woman.

Around 10:30, Betty, Mom's friend, received a call from her husband, wondering what was going on.

Something had kept her from going home so late. So she said she had to say goodbye.

Of course, I overheard the whole thing. About ten minutes after Betty left, I heard Mom try...

She climbed the stairs, wanting to go back to her bedroom.

I heard her stumble several times on the way, but she eventually got back to her room and closed the door.

Peeking through the keyhole of our bedroom door, I saw my mother lying there without taking off her clothes or turning off the light.

In bed.

It seems Mom wasn't unwilling to change her clothes; I think she was genuinely drunk. A long time passed...

I peered through the keyhole at her body, which lay unconscious on the bed. Hearing her loud snoring, I knew this was...

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Upon learning that she was completely drunk, I immediately became excited and got an erection.

I took off all my clothes, went into my mother's bedroom, walked to her bedside, and comforted myself by saying that she wouldn't feel...

Brave.

I lifted her skirt, moved my hand under her plump, white buttocks, and pulled off her pink panties, leaving one side on her thigh.

Place it on top so that it can be easily put back in its place.

Seeing the impact of the honey hole up close almost made my penis ache; the glans even throbbed with urgency.

It turned purple.

Since the last incident, I no longer experience erections or nocturnal emissions, so there is no semen in my scrotum.

The pain is undoubtedly due to the need for relief.

I spread my mother's legs apart, positioned myself between them, and used one finger to caress her private parts.

To explore its juicy interior.

Amidst the snoring, Mom began to moan softly, her body gently shifting.

My penis dripped with secretions as I placed it at the entrance of my mother's vagina, starting from the glans.

It trailed a long, thin, silvery-white line.

With almost no effort, a gentle push, and the entire penis slid into the honey hole.

Incredibly, my mother's honey pot gripped my penis tightly, as if by magic, beautifully entwining it...

live.

This was a completely involuntary reaction; because I was certain that my mother was still deeply drunk and deeply...

It lies dormant.

Despite this, my mother's mournful cries continued, gradually responding to my cries with their unique melody.

A sprint in and out.

I began to thrust forward earnestly, faster and deeper, casting aside all caution and striving...

I thrust my penis deep into my mother's honey pot, controlling the rhythm of my penis, pushing as far as I could.

Soon, I felt the first pull on my waist, which was the signal that I was about to ejaculate.

If I have any concerns about ejaculating inside my mother, it's time to stop now, but I...

Just a pause, just for a moment.

The idea of ejaculating a large amount of semen inside my mother was so exciting and interesting that I...

It cannot be stopped.

I love this idea.

I love this idea.

I want to make it happen.

I want to ejaculate my hot semen inside my mother's pussy.

I love this idea, and if Mom knew, she might like it too.

Losing all self-control, I erupted deep inside Mommy's honey pot.

The engorged penis, deeply embedded in the honeyed cave, continued to ejaculate thick, viscous fluid, shooting out again and again. Semen flowed straight...

Splashing into the cervix, they frantically compete to enter the mother's uterus in search of an egg.

Spasms, one after another, sent wave after wave of semen gushing from my young testicles, until it reached her inside.

My penis could no longer hold all my seeds. This warm, viscous liquid then flowed down my penis.

It flowed over her buttocks, onto the bed, and soaked the sheets.

The intensity of the climax still resonated with me. Before I could cool down, I lay on top of my mother, time...

It felt like a long time had passed.

When I woke up from this dreamlike state, my penis had softened, but it was still inside my mother's vagina.

Twenty minutes later, the penis inserted into the vagina had undoubtedly grown thicker again, sticking tightly inside. I...

He pulled out his penis with a sigh, but his mother's vagina seemed to pull back forcefully, as if unwilling to let go.

I pulled my underwear back up, put it on, and then covered my mother with the blanket.

Her snoring continued, and I think Mom will never know what happened that night.

By morning, most of my seed had entered her uterus, and the semen remaining inside her vagina would be...

The body absorbs it.

Some dried semen left on the bed or in intimate areas will be mistaken for her own secretions.

At home, I am free; I've always felt that way. And when I leave the room, a sense of satisfaction...

A smile appeared on my face.

But a few weeks later, I discovered that the seed that had entered my mother's body that night had already taken effect.

Its effects gave me an unforgettable night and unexpected consequences.

When Mom came home from the doctor's, her face was as white as a sheet of paper.

When I asked her what happened, she told me she was pregnant... but she didn't know how it happened.

raw.

In my shock, I suddenly remembered that the night I sneaked into her room and secretly had sex with her was...

Two weeks after her period (the time I saw the tampons).

When I had sex with her, my mother was able to conceive, and I actually got my own mother pregnant!

【over】

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