How I love my mom

"I...how could I have raised a son like you? How could you treat your mother like this? You're worse than an animal! You...
get out of here!"

At this moment, I was being scolded by my mother, and not only that, *slap*...I received a hard slap,
really hard, without any mercy. This was all my own fault; I could see that my mother was extremely angry
.

As for the reason for the beating, I'll explain later...

My name is Xiao Zhi, and I'm a college student. My school is very close to home, so I don't live on campus. More importantly, I
don't want to live on campus because then I can't see my mother every day. Like many perverts, ever
since when I accidentally discovered a new world online—or rather, accidentally came
across incest novels and incest-themed movies—I've been hooked. It's so exciting! A son can
shamelessly lick his mother's feet, play with her buttocks, and fuck her vagina. However, the novels must be domestic,
and as for the movies, I like both domestic and Japanese ones, but I pass on European and American ones.

From that moment on, I became madly infatuated with my mother, Wang Chen. Like many novels,
my mother was also a teacher, working at the Third Municipal Middle School. Well, saying anything else is superfluous; the talk of her being
breathtakingly is just too far-fetched. But honestly, my mother is truly beautiful. Even in her forties, she's still
stunning. I feel she's even more captivating than when she was younger.

Her graceful figure and ample bosom are equally appealing, but for men with a mother complex,
the difference is immediately apparent. Compared to younger girls, my mother is more mature and sexy. And now, here's
the important part—my mother's beautiful legs, rounded and full yet curvaceous, especially… oh… the
most important part… my mother's fair and delicate feet! Wow, those delicate white toes… I don't know
how to describe them. Perfect? Exquisite? Irresistible? Hmm, that's about it.

Whenever I see my mother wearing stockings, whether black or flesh-colored, my penis gets
restless and hard without even touching it, as if it's about to jump out.

The happiest moments these past few years have been secretly masturbating in the bathroom with my mother's worn stockings.
The fibers gently roll against my penis, and if I'm lucky, I might find unwashed, still-scented underwear.
I'll stick out my tongue and suck on the secretions, enjoying the intoxicatingly pungent smell. With the unwashed stockings on my penis,
I fantasize about my mother seductively giving me footjobs, making me lick her feet and her genitals. Of course, such opportunities only
come a few times a year, but I cherish each one, whether it's three, four, or five times, until I'm completely
exhausted .

Everyone has another side. I love my mother very much; I love everything about her. But no matter what,
we are mother and son, and my incestuous feelings for her can only be buried deep in my heart for now. Sometimes it's painful, and sometimes
the pain is mixed with pleasure.

I was so envious, so incredibly envious of boys who could have incestuous relationships with their own mothers. Then one night, I
met a guy online from another city—or rather, a fellow incest enthusiast. We
clicked . He also loved his mother and would masturbate with her clothes.
We'd known each other for about two weeks. I remember one time, when we were really getting along, this guy told me a secret:
he said he'd already successfully had an incestuous relationship, but hadn't told me before to see if I was worth befriending
.

I sat in front of my computer and smiled helplessly. I didn't believe him at all, even sending him emojis mocking
his mother-obsessed tendencies. Huh? But wait, wait… it was unbelievable!
To actually did a live video call with his mother right in front of me—
of course, without showing her face…

In the video, a tall, thin boy was embracing a mature woman in pajamas.
The woman seemed a little uncooperative.

[“Hey, what are you doing?”]

[“Mom, let’s do it.”] As the boy spoke, his lewd hands moved to his mother's large buttocks, gently
stroking them. This action made my penis slowly erect.

"Stop it, didn't we just do it a couple of days ago?"

"Mom, it's been several days, I can't take it anymore." "

I told you not to overindulge, stop touching me."

"Just one more time."

"Ouch, be gentle, you're hurting Mom."

Under the boy's persistent coaxing, the mature woman gave in, unbuttoning his mother's nightgown. Her figure was decent.
She then took off her bra, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts. The boy eagerly took his mother's nipple into his mouth,
his lewd hands naturally not idle, reaching into her underwear. Low moans came from the video.

"Mmm..."

"Mom, you're all wet."

"Mmm... don't talk."

Then the boy made the mature woman sit on the chair in front of the computer, her thighs draped over her sides, half-kneeling
, sticking out his tongue to suckle her plump vulva.

【Ah… um…】

【Mom, my good mom, I love this taste.】

【Um… um… son…】

【So horny.】

【Son… son…】

The boy seemed to have a tacit understanding with his mother, knowing that she couldn't hold back any longer, he grabbed his big cock and thrust it in.

【Ah…】

Incest, real mother-son incest, son fucking mother, thrusting dozens of times, the boy held one of the mature woman's feet and
sucked her toes, wasn't this the scene I had fantasized about countless times? Seeing this scene, I ejaculated wildly.

The son's big cock and the mother's old pussy fit together perfectly, could there be anything more exciting than this?

The boy's stamina was average, only about seven or eight minutes, I could understand, the stimulation of mother-son incest
would increase the sensitivity of the penis.

【Mom… Mom…】

【Um… ah…】

The boy sped up, thrusting wildly, a few seconds later, he lay on top of his mother and ejaculated inside,
the most exciting ejaculation inside.

Throughout the entire process, the mother did not make any excessive moans like those described in novels
. She did not utter any
lewd words such as "Big dick son," "Fuck mom," "Fuck mom's cunt hard," "Mom is yours," "Shoot inside," or "Mom will give birth to your child."

This is the most authentic incestuous relationship between mother and son. The abusive mother and the son's sex slavery are completely nonexistent.
My world was utterly turned upside down. I completely believed it; after all, he wasn't charging me, so there was no need for him to use
an older woman for role-playing to deceive me.

Upheaval, shock—I can't express my feelings at this moment. Lying in bed at
night , the images from the video kept replaying in my mind: the young man sucking
his mother's toes while having sex with her, and the mother shyly responding to her son's vigorous thrusting.

Especially when I heard him repeatedly calling out to his mother and ejaculating wildly inside her, I felt
my penis was about to explode.

Shoot, shoot, let the semen fly!

Damn it, I want to live that kind of life too. I need to pull myself together. I want to fuck my mom, lick her feet, lick her
cunt, lick her asshole, fuck her, fuck her, shoot my load into her big, fat cunt.

The next night, we met again as planned. Seeing him online made me excited, and this
communication accelerated my descent into depravity.

[Bro, did you enjoy what you watched yesterday?]

[It was so awesome, so fucking exciting! Bro, I'm so envious of you.]

[Hehe, I was thinking of doing it myself, but my mom wouldn't let me.]

[Huh? Does your mom know I watched your live stream yesterday?]

[Hahaha, bro, you're so funny. How could I let her know?]

[Bro, can you teach me? I want to be like you, licking my mom's feet while fucking her.] [

It depends on the situation. I got a good opportunity back then. Ever since I wanted to have an incestuous relationship with my mom,
I became more sensible. I would chat with her whenever I had free time, help her with housework, do laundry, and I even learned
to cook . Whenever I had the chance, I would hug her and act cute, though of course I didn't dare to touch her. Until that time, my dad had
a mistress who came to our house, saying she was pregnant with his child and forcing my mom to divorce him. My mom
isn't very assertive; if she had a bad temper, she would have beaten up the mistress long ago. But I didn't tolerate her.
I went up slapped her a few times, driving her away.]

[And then?]

[I hugged my mom and said I would protect her and no one could bully her. At that time, my mom
saw me as a man, not a child. Later, they really divorced. That night, my mom sat in a chair drinking and
crying, and I sat next to her and drank with her. After a while, my mom got drunk, and I hugged her, kissed and touched her
, and took advantage of her drunkenness to have sex with her.]

[That's it?] [

It wasn't that simple. The next morning, I got beaten up. They said I was a wicked person, inhuman, and stuff like that.
I knelt down and begged my mom for ages. My mom felt sorry for me and told me to get up, but I couldn't even
stand up knees were swollen, and I felt like my legs were going to break. For the next few days, my mom wouldn't look at
me. It was a bit awkward between us. In order to be able to sleep with her again, besides continuing to care for her, I also looked for opportunities to say sweet words and hug her when she was in a good
mood At first, she refused, but slowly she got used to it. It must have been
more than a month of relentless pursuit. That night, the opportunity came to me again. My mom
had a gathering and didn't come back until after midnight. I stood at the entrance of the community waiting for her, and I even caught a cold from the cold. My mom was really
touched and felt sorry for me. When we got home, I took the opportunity to sleep with her again.]

[Wow, you're amazing, bro, you're my idol.] 【

Haha, actually you have a chance too. Your mom and dad have been divorced for years, your mom must be really horny
.】

【Brother, I'm already burning with desire, I can't hold back anymore.】

【Big brother, I don't mean to discourage you, but it's incest and promiscuity,
so don't be discouraged if you don't succeed for now. At least don't make things too awkward for you and your mother.】

【Yeah, even if it reaches my minimum standard, that would be good.】

【What do you mean?】

【Can I play with my mom's beautiful legs, lick my mom's sexy feet? That way my mom won't have to wash her feet anymore,
she can lick them clean every day.】

【Haha, if your mom really lets you lick her feet and give you footjobs, then she's not far from incest with you.】

【I'm really looking forward to it too.】

【Good luck, and don't forget to livestream it for me when you succeed.】

【Haha.】

Having witnessed a successful precedent, I gained boundless confidence. Following the advice of my online friend,
I, who was usually incredibly lazy, started helping my mother with housework. My mother looked at me with that kind of gaze… "

Son, look outside, the sun is rising in the west!"

"Mom, what do you mean? That's meaningless. Mom has to work and take care of
me all by herself, it's not easy for her. I want to share the burden with you."

"Son, you're so thoughtful. Tell Mom what you want to eat tonight?"

"Anything is fine."

After dinner, I insisted on washing the dishes and sat next to my mother to chat. At this moment, my lust arose again. I intentionally or
unintentionally stole glances at my mother's beautiful legs. When my mother crossed her legs, I saw her bare feet,
white, fleshy, and tender, which made me restless. I couldn't concentrate on watching TV at all. Back in my bedroom, I started
masturbating like crazy. "Mom, my dear mom, I want to lick your beautiful feet, fuck your beautiful legs! Mom, stomp
on my dick hard, it's so exciting, I'm coming!"

On weekends, instead of going out to play basketball or video games as usual, my first priority was to go shopping with my mom.
Holding her hand as we walked along the wide streets, I didn't know if people would mistake us for a couple,
but I genuinely believed it, and I felt incredibly happy. A month passed like this, and my relationship with my mom grew stronger.
She always had a sweet, smiling face, so charming.

I thought her feelings for me had subtly changed, but it was just wishful thinking on my part. My mom
only had the affection of a mother for me, but I misunderstood, I really misunderstood. I started looking for a suitable
opportunity to confess my feelings to her, fantasizing that she would accept my proposal, lie in my arms, and let me do whatever I wanted with her—let
me touch her, lick her feet, and have sex with her.

They say haste makes waste, and later I realized that even if I hadn't been impatient, I wouldn't have had a chance. But
at the time, I didn't think that way at all. I felt that my mom's maternal love was the same as romantic love.

That night, I lied to my mom, saying I had become the student council president. My mom was very happy when she found out, and...
A table laden with delicious food, and for the first time ever, I poured my mother a glass of red wine. After downing it, I
sat down beside her and chatted.

"Mom, these past few years alone have been so tough for you. I never thought about finding someone else..."

"Hehe, eldest son, thank you. You've really grown up."

More than grown up, and quite well down there too. My mother hugged me and kissed my forehead. At that
moment, I couldn't hold back anymore. I thought this was my mother's signal. I hugged her, kissed her
cheek , and stroked her back.

"Mom, I love you, I really love you. Be my woman, I want to take care of you for the rest of my life."

"You... let me go, you bastard."

"Mom, I really love you. Let's be together, I want to be your man."

Then the scene at the beginning happened, something I never expected. At this point, I
had no choice but to follow my mother's instructions and get out of there, looking utterly defeated. Walking down the street, a wave of disappointment washed over
me, and I almost cried. I'd never seen my mother so angry. I went back to school and stayed for a few days.

The failure to win her heart left me incredibly frustrated. My relationship with my mother had never been so awkward. I tried to
repair our relationship, but she wouldn't give me the chance. Now she barely speaks to me,
won't even look at me, and is barely better than a stranger.

I'm in so much pain, and I regret it. I know the chances of success were slim, but I still took
the risk . Now, how can I end this? What should I do?

I'm so shameless. Even now, I still have lingering desires. Every day, I
still sneak peeks at my mother's swaying back and forth, especially her alluring legs.

Even worse, I even considered faking suicide to force her to give in—taking sleeping pills? Cutting my wrists? I tried, but I
was too scared to continue. I feel like a useless person. I'm so damn worthless.

I'd heard that alcohol could cure all sorrows, so I started using it to numb myself. That time, I really drank too much
. I staggered home, and just as I reached the entrance of my complex, I ran into the security guard, Old Wang. Oh, I should call him Grandpa Wang now
. He was an old man in his sixties. Apparently, his son and daughter-in-law
were raising his grandson alone. To support

his grandson's schooling, he worked as a security guard in our complex. Normally, a property management company wouldn't hire someone his age, but the manager probably took pity on him and
gave him this job.

Before I even entered the complex, I started vomiting violently. At that moment, I felt someone gently patting my
back . After vomiting for a few minutes, the person behind me handed me a bottle of water. I turned around and saw it was
Grandpa Wang.

"Young man, why did you drink so much?"

"Nothing, just upset."

"I can tell." After

taking a few breaths of fresh air, I was helped back to the security room by Grandpa Wang. Sitting
in the chair, I downed a bottle of water in one gulp. Looking up, I saw a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor), a dish of spiced peanuts, and a dish of
pickled vegetables . Grandpa Wang was drinking alone.

"Grandpa, it's no fun drinking alone. I'll drink with you."

"Come on, look at you, still drinking?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

I ran to the grocery store near the entrance and bought some sausages, pig's trotters, and other cooked food, along with a bottle of
Niulanshan liquor (a 500ml bottle). Grandpa Wang and I drank together.

After another glass of baijiu, we started talking. Grandpa Wang told me about his experiences over the past few years. He
was from the countryside, his wife had passed away, his son was in prison, and he was raising a child alone. After chatting for a while,
Grandpa Wang asked why I'd been so drunk lately, especially today, and if something was bothering
me.

At that moment, I actually considered him a confidant. Of course, I can't entirely blame the
alcohol . I told
Lao Wang all my secrets: my Oedipus complex, my obsessive love for my mother's stockinged feet, and even how I was rejected and beaten after confessing my feelings to her.

At that moment, Lao Wang was sitting opposite me, watching me thoughtfully…

[Xiao Zhi, although I'm from the countryside and not very educated, I've learned a lot about your high-tech world, like
the internet . As for incest between mother and son, I think it's highly unlikely.]

[Waaah…Grandpa, I can't get over it anymore! I love my mom so much! Every time I see her,
I want to …] I actually started crying in front of Lao Wang.

[Want to sleep with her, don't you? I know, I can tell from the way you look.]

[Yeah, actually…even if…]

[Even if what? A real man shouldn't be so coy. Just say what you want to say.]

[Even if it's not incest with my mom, just let me…let me lick her feet and be her foot slave, I really
can't take it anymore .] "

Hehe, since you consider me a friend, I have to tell you the truth. I'm not trying to scare you, but if you push your
mom too hard, she might do something rash, and you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Old Wang's words sent
a chill down my spine. What he said wasn't without reason.

"This... I really didn't expect that... Ah... Sigh... It seems I don't have much of a chance in this lifetime. Grandpa, let
's drink."

After downing another half glass of wine and eating a few peanuts, I put one foot on the stool support, looking like
a little hooligan.

"That's true. Look at those old Japanese women in porn. Even if they're promiscuous, would they really
sleep around with their own sons? Even if they did, it would be incredibly rare, like winning the lottery."

"Sigh... I understand what you're saying, Grandpa. So what should I do? I really want to sleep with my mom."

"I have an idea, but I don't know if I should say it."

"Grandpa, just tell me. If it works, you'll be my benefactor for life." 【

But…I really don’t know what to do…】

【Grandpa, I’m kneeling before you.】

【Get up quickly, then I’ll really tell you, I’m just afraid you won’t be able to bear to part with your mother.】

【Grandpa, what do you mean?】

【That is, let me and your mother be together first. Don’t underestimate me just because I’m old, I’m very well-endowed. Before, with
my wife, I could last her an hour every time. Besides, your mother has been single for several years.】

【What exactly do you mean?】 Actually, if I still didn’t understand at this point, it would be an insult to my intelligence, but
I still subconsciously asked back.

【If she and I get together, she'll definitely be completely submissive to me, unable to leave me, and will follow my
every command . At that point, if I say I want your mother to commit incest with you, will she dare disobey? At the very least, even if she really
doesn't want to have sex with you, I can guarantee you'll lick her feet, lick her socks, and let her step on your dick. How about that?】

【Stop talking.】 Hearing him say that, I was really angry, but I don't know why I didn't
get angry .

【Nephew, you'll probably never have another chance like this in your life. I'm telling you, you haven't
seen , let alone that chubby, horny pussy, right?
Besides, if your mother really remarries and finds a tasteless man, will that man let you see
those , let your mother step on your dick, and let you lick your mother's horny feet? Dream on.】

【You bastard.】 "

Don't talk like that. This is... what's it called again? I was watching TV a few days ago, right,
a roundabout way to achieve . You two are acting like strangers now. You might not even have a chance to play with stockings anymore.
I promise, I'll make your mom completely obedient. Like I said, even if I can't fuck her, I'll let you see her
slutty face, her pussy, her asshole, her big fat tits and sexy feet. I've seen your mom's feet, they're so
beautiful. Imagine how good it would be if she stepped on your dick..."

"Stop talking! If you say another word, I'll really get angry."

He staggered in and staggered out. The drinking session in the security room had an unparalleled
impact on me. I don't even know how I got home. As soon as I entered the house, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa. Her cold
eyes sobered me up halfway.

"You're drunk again. Are you trying to ruin your life? Go back to school and live in the dorms tomorrow..."

I didn't even hear what my mother was rambling on before I went back to my bedroom. I tossed and turned in bed,
unable to sleep . What was wrong with me? Why was Old Wang's image still in my head? Those disgusting
swear words kept ringing in my ears. I covered my ears and shook my head, trying hard not to think about it, until I
finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, on my way to school, I saw Old Wang as soon as I reached the entrance of the complex. It was their
shift change, and Old Wang naturally saw me too. He smiled and nodded at me, while I, like a mouse,
quickly walked out of the complex with my head down.

Walking down the street, I was still thinking about what happened last night. How could I have been so stupid? How could I have told Old Wang something like that
? Maybe I was just too repressed and needed to vent. If it weren't for that drinking session, I would
never have told anyone.

I didn't drink that night. When I got home, I saw my mother's bedroom door was tightly closed, and there was freshly cooked food on the table. I
ate a few bites, but it tasted bland.

There were no stockings or underwear my mother had worn in the bathroom either. Just like Old Wang said,
I can't . About a week passed. To be honest, I've lost all sense of time except for morning and evening. That
night, I went to an internet cafe with a classmate and played some games. I saw Old Wang at the entrance of the community. He seemed to be waiting for me,
but I could only pretend not to see him and walk inside with my head down.

"Why are you walking so fast? Come on, have a drink with Uncle Wang."

"No... I don't want to drink. I should go home."

"Come on, you look so depressed. Uncle Wang will talk to you."

"No..."

Before I could finish speaking, Old Wang dragged me into the security room. Damn, he's so old, but he's still pretty strong
. On the table sat a roasted rooster, a bottle of Niulanshan liquor, and two small snacks. Old Wang, grinning,
poured me a full glass of baijiu.

"Here, have a sip."

I really didn't want anything more to do with him, but I still raised the glass and took a small sip.

"Take a bigger sip, manly man, it'll make you a laughingstock."

Old Wang tore off a chicken leg for me. Oh, I just remembered, I hadn't had dinner yet. These days
, I've lost track of time. The chicken leg was quickly gone, and the glass was empty. Old Wang poured me
another glass.

"Hey nephew, still upset about that thing?"

"What thing? I've forgotten." "

Haha, whatever you think, I'll definitely keep it a secret."

"Oh." "

Here, have another sip." "

Uncle Wang, don't mention that anymore, I really... it's all my fault, I shouldn't have done that to my mother..."

"Sigh, it's already happened. You can't just pull back halfway through your bowel movement. Your mother knows you have
those . You two can never go back to the way things were before. Thinking about it won't help. Here, have
another sip."

"Drink slowly, you'll get drunk if you drink too fast."

"Let me tell you something, you're so upset every day, but think about your mother? She's suffering even more than you
, having to guard against you like a thief every day. I'm not trying to scare you, your mother is over forty, living
a miserable . If this continues, she'll get sick, and you, as her son, will be committing a sin."

Honestly, Old Wang's words really touched my heart. I didn't want my mother
to suffer , but what could I do after it happened?

"What can I do? It's already like this?" "

Then we have to continue."

"Continue?" 【

Hmm, I know you're embarrassed. You probably don't want me to do *that* with your mom. Let me ask you,
how long do you usually masturbate with your mom's stockings?】

【I...I don't know.】

【What's there to be embarrassed about, you're a grown man. Nobody else knows.】

【A few minutes.】

【A few minutes?】

【A minute.】

【I'm not making fun of you. If you were to do *that* with your mom, do you think she'd be satisfied?】

【I...I...can't.】

【Sigh, that's it. You're only thinking about your own pleasure. So, I still mean it: I'll do *that* with
your mom first, at least you can get a visual treat, see your mom's big breasts, her big fat ass, and
what her fat pussy looked like when she gave birth to you. Once I've really got your mom completely under my thumb, even married her, and she can't
live without me, then she'll have to listen to me in everything. Only then will you have a chance to fuck your mom, and then let your mom...】
"Cook for us naked, then we'll both fuck her. I'll fuck her pussy, you fuck her ass, making your mom glow and
look twenty years younger."

"Hey, my mom won't." "

How do you know she won't? Women age quickly without men. I can tell your mom's really horny.
Besides, even if your mom doesn't fuck you, she can fuck your ass, so it's not incest. At the very least
, I promise I'll keep your mom's sexy feet for you to lick, let her step on your dick. If I can't do that, I'll take
your surname."

"I…"

To be honest, I was really tempted. I knew that on my own, there was absolutely no chance of incest with my mom.
Like Old Wang said, could I satisfy my mom?

My heart was still pounding. What should I do? What should I do?

"Come on, let's have another drink."

In a short while, the whole bottle of liquor was empty. Old Wang talked to me for a while, and I was already leaning towards his
side .

"Grandpa, let me think about it some more."

"Okay, Grandpa's waiting for you."

This Old Wang has been keeping me in turmoil for days. Actually, I had already made up my mind at that time, but
I still felt uneasy.

That morning, while we were making breakfast, I noticed my mother's hair. Although she had a
few , now, about 20% of her hair was gray.

I made up my mind; we really couldn't live like this anymore. If this continued, we would both go crazy.
Maybe Old Wang could help my mother stop being so depressed every day. Although I know I have my own selfish reasons, it seems to
be the best choice right now.

That evening was Old Wang's shift. To be honest, I hesitated outside for a long time before finally going into the security
room…

"Since you're here, it means you've made a decision."

"Yes." "

Here, Grandpa's the bottom half, you can have half."

"Grandpa, what are you planning to do?"

"Grandpa has his own methods. I won't let you down. Besides, I'm already this old; how many more
years can I live ?" "If you train your mom well, she'll still be yours. You can touch that big ass whenever you want,
lick those sexy feet whenever you want, and fuck that slutty asshole whenever you want."

"Yeah, I'll do whatever you say, sir."

Touch her whenever you want, lick her whenever you want, fuck her whenever you want—really? Can my dream really come true? He's
right This might really be my only chance. I've decided to go for it.

These past few days have been incredibly agonizing. Every time I see my mom, my heart aches like a raging storm.
I've had thoughts of giving up several times, but I can't control myself. Maybe if I keep going down this path, there will be a
good ending. I'm sorry, Mom, I'm going to betray you.

A few more days passed, and still nothing. I'm very curious. How exactly will Old Wang pursue my mom? I find it hard to believe that such a dignified, elegant, beautiful, and sexy mature woman like
my mom would fall for an old man from the countryside.

That evening, when it was time to get off work, Mom still hadn't come home. It was already dark when I heard
the doorbell ring. I opened the door and saw Mom, but her arm was wrapped around a man. Hmm? It was
Old Wang!

"Son, come help me!"

"Okay, what's going on? Isn't this Security Guard Wang?"

"Come inside and we'll talk."

Mom told me that she had accidentally bumped into Old Wang while parking. She had just gone to the hospital for a checkup. Although
he wasn't seriously injured, he had some minor injuries and was having difficulty moving around. This guy was really going all out for my mom, even
resorting to staged accidents.

Mom wanted Old Wang to stay at our house to recover temporarily. She would cover his medical expenses and any follow-up costs.
She also called the property manager, who said they would find someone to temporarily cover for him until he recovered. That
night, Old Wang stayed at our house. Since it was a two-bedroom apartment, I had to share
a bedroom .

"Sir, what's the meaning of this?"

"Well, if I don't stay at your house, how can I get close to your mom?" 【

This…】

【Also, you have to live at school.】

【Live at school? Why?】

【If you're always hanging around at home, how can I get around? Don't worry, your better days are yet to come.】

It's already like this, what room for maneuver is there? I can only take it one step at a time. The next day, I told
my mother I didn't want to share a room with that dirty old man and went back to school. Actually, my mother was willing for me to live at school; frequent
contact with the girls there would prevent her from making advances towards her, and the pressure on her wouldn't be so great.

I also warned Lao Wang to contact me immediately if there were any developments.

Back at school was incredibly difficult. I felt like a contradiction; I wanted something to happen between them,
but I didn't want Lao Wang to take advantage of my mother. I didn't know what I really wanted. About a week later,
I received a WeChat message from Lao Wang with several pictures. When I opened it, it was a close-up of my mother's bare feet
! What was going on? Why would my mother let him take pictures of her feet? Although a woman's feet aren't like those private
erogenous zones, she wouldn't just let a man take pictures of them.

Never mind all that, my mother's beautiful feet were even more attractive to me than any other part of her body.
At this moment, my mind was completely focused on masturbation. I masturbated and masturbated...
how could I be satisfied without ejaculating a few times?

I wonder if all men are like this, slowly
regaining I started to regret it. Would my mother really be completely possessed by him? The thought of my mother
possibly being naked and ridden by him one day filled me with a pang of sadness.

The die was cast; could I stop now?

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