Mother's Forest

These past few days have been the happiest I've felt in my 16 years of life.

Three days ago, on my way to school, I was hit by a speeding motorcycle. I was taken to the hospital, where doctors diagnosed me with a dislocated ankle, localized trauma, and a possible concussion, requiring me to stay in the hospital for a few days.

Although I was in excruciating pain, I felt content because my mother had been taking care of me at the hospital these past few days, and she had been sleeping there as well.

I know the hospital chairs must be very uncomfortable, and I know it must have made it difficult for her to sleep. I felt so sorry for her suffering, but I also enjoyed catching a glimpse of her sleeping posture.

Since I was old enough to understand, I had never had the chance to see my mother sleeping. I know this is perverse, and I know I have a severe Oedipus complex, but I have never had any lewd thoughts: incestuous sex, peeping at my mother's naked body... I've never thought about it. In fact, I can't even look directly at my mother's clothed body. I know it's not allowed, it's unacceptable to this society. As long as I can love my mother in private, that's enough. Even if she belongs solely to my father, I don't care.

These past few days, I know I've been reckless, but I've only ever secretly glanced at my mother's sleeping face after she's fallen asleep. That's all I've done.

For the past few days, I've always pretended to be asleep, staying up until she goes to bed. I stare at her, watching her until I fall asleep.

Today, of course, I planned to do the same, but perhaps because of the late nights I stayed up the previous days, I was exhausted and fell asleep first… "Mom…" After she fell asleep, I boldly and secretly got out of bed, walked to her side, pressed myself against her body, and took a deep breath. Her fragrance was so delicate and sweet, just the scent I love. Yes.

"Mom… Mom… Mom…" I called her name twice. I knew she was fast asleep, and I began to admire the most beautiful woman in my heart from every angle.

Her calves, peeking out from under the blanket, had such perfect curves—calves, ankles, and toes… Good heavens, Mom's body was so captivating just from that part! I admired her closely.

I pulled back my hand that was touching the blanket and quickly squatted down. Mom stirred, thinking I'd disturbed her by trying to pull the blanket away. I held my breath, my heart pounding. Thankfully, I hadn't woken her, but then I caught a glimpse of her shoes: strappy, low-heeled sandals.

I picked them up and examined them closely. Blue-purple sandals, perfect for a mature woman like Mom.

Ah! The blanket had fallen to the floor. "Phew… this… good heavens…" Although Mom wasn't wearing pajamas in the hospital, but rather a suit, heaven had truly blessed me, allowing me to see Mom's entire sleeping posture.

Looking at this body I'd longed for, Mom's legs were bent, her whole body arched. Such a posture was simply too beautiful! Just like in my dream.

"So beautiful...so beautiful...Mom, you're so beautiful!" At the hem of her skirt, I noticed it was slightly open, perhaps I could glimpse a woman's most private parts... "This is Mom's most private place...Ah, no!" I told myself no, I couldn't do that.

I went back to bed, lay down, and stared intently at my mother's body.

"Ah...Mom...I want...I want so much..." My desire had reached its peak, almost uncontrollable, but I told myself no, I couldn't do this, I had to restrain myself!

"I can't defile Mom's noble body, I can't!" I shook my head, trying to clear my head.

No...from my angle, I could see directly into Mom's beautiful body through her neckline. My God! A purple lace bra, encasing Mom's full breasts.

"No, what should I do? I must control myself. I can't do this. Just fantasizing about Mom's body is not something a son should do. But today... today, I... I peeped! I shamelessly peeped at Mom's beautiful body while she was sleeping! I deserve to die!" My reason told me I was heading down an immoral path and had to stop immediately. But my mind couldn't control my senses, my eyes, which never left those full breasts.

The purple lace clung to her, clinging to her perfect curves, revealing the mature woman's allure beneath her clothes... I pressed myself against Mom's body again, enjoying the scent emanating from her.

"Ah... so fragrant! This body scent..." I completely lost my mind. I knew I couldn't control myself. I wanted to see more... more of Mom's body. I wanted to touch her, to touch that warm flesh.

I began to caress Mom's body, even though I had to touch her through a layer of air, just doing so excited me greatly.

"Ah...no! I have to..." I pulled out my throbbing, painfully erect penis and began to rub it...gazing at the body I had longed for, I began to masturbate.

"Ah...Mom...Mom...oh..." The hand stroking my penis brought pleasure to the glans, a pleasure that stimulated my nerves. I had never masturbated so intensely before; every nerve in my body was taut. But this stimulation was nothing compared to...nothing compared to the pleasure of gazing at my mother's body.

My gaze was fixed on my mother's chest: "Ah...Mom, you're so beautiful!" The curves of her underwear clung tightly to her outer garment, revealing herself, and the lace peeking through the fabric excited me even more.

"Mom...ah...my endurance has reached its limit...oh...almost there..." I closed my eyes, waiting to enjoy the pleasure.

"Oh! No..." God! The image of my mother in my mind had merged with the image of her naked body in my imagination; my mind was filled with the erotic image of my mother without clothes.

"Ah...ah..." My hand, which was stroking my penis, was covered in white semen, and I felt incredibly comfortable all over.

"Mom, I'm sorry..." "Huh? How could you do this? I'm your mother." Ah! My naked penis and semen-covered hand were completely exposed to my mother.

"How could you, how could you do such a thing?" "Oh no! I've been found out, it's all over...it's all over...it's all over...I'm doomed...how can I explain...how can I explain...how can I explain...ah...ah..." I found myself lying in bed. Whew! It was just a dream.

I reached out and touched my genitals. I had a wet dream, I had a wet dream, I actually had such a wet dream. But, thankfully, it was just a dream.

I turned to look at my mother, and yes, she was still fast asleep.

"Huh? This..." My mother was still lying there fast asleep, which made it even clearer to me that this was just a dream. It was a dream, which put my mind at ease, preventing anyone from knowing what I had done wrong.

Mom, forgive me, forgive me for having inappropriate thoughts about you in my dream. Mom, it's all my fault, I was too reckless, but… but, the reason I acted this way is because of you, Mom, because your body is so beautiful, which made me… made me have such lewd thoughts. "

Mom, I'm sorry." Looking at my sleeping mother, my inner voice echoed. Although I had lewd thoughts before, my reason still told me it was wrong.

"Mom…" Just as I was repenting, as if in a dream, the blanket covering the mature woman's body slipped down, flowing smoothly like water from a height, and Mom's mature, beautiful body was completely revealed before me. I couldn't believe it, and I didn't want to believe it, that this real body was right before my eyes.

The beauty before me captivated me, and reason failed me again. The reason that had just forced me to repent was gone, and all the propriety I had been taught was completely forgotten. Now, my eyes are fixed on this mature woman, carefully admiring my own mother from top to bottom, again and again.

Her arched body made her figure even more alluring, and the tight skirt caused her thighs to peek out from under her thighs with each movement; the clinging silk made her flawless legs even more captivating; the shirt on her upper body couldn't contain her large, full breasts, which seemed ready to burst open at any moment, and her mature and charming face.

"Ah! Mom, it's Mom, right before my eyes... right before my eyes is my mother! I... how could I do this!" A weak sense of reason couldn't resist the primal instincts. The recent wet dream was now burning and engorged again... unconsciously, or rather, driven by primal desire, my hand moved downwards to my genitals. I gently stroked my genitals, "Mmm..." and began to masturbate.

Ah! Mom, you always make me feel unbearable! Your beautiful body, ah! It would be wonderful to see your naked body.

"Oh..." I began to masturbate rapidly... Ah! As long as it's Mom, I can quickly, quickly... quickly ejaculate my hot semen for you, Mom.

But Mom's turn interrupted me. I quickly jumped back onto the bed and covered my lower body with the blanket.

"Thump, thump, thump," my heart was pounding, afraid that Mom had discovered my secret.

After a few minutes, seeing that Mom didn't react, I knew I had escaped again. Even though I was frightened, my thick penis hadn't subsided, and I started stroking my penis again. But almost at the same time, Mom twisted her body: "Hmm..." Mom's moan?

The buttons on Mom's shirt came undone from twisting, and her bra was exposed. The purple lace trim covered her half-exposed breasts, mature, yet still white and tender... "Ah..." I kept stroking.

"Hmm! Hot... hot..." I clearly heard it, it was Mom's voice, Mom's low moan.

"Mmm...mmm..." Mom's hands roamed over her beautiful body, caressing her legs, buttocks, waist, and breasts... Even though she wasn't directly touching her own private parts or breasts, Mom's masturbation was enough to ignite my desire.

Ah! Mmm...Mom, are you performing for me?

"Ah...ah..." Faced with this exhilarating sight, I couldn't control myself. "Ah...ah...ah..." Hot, thick semen gushed out of me again... For Mom, I ejaculated again.

But I couldn't believe it, was it a dream...was it a dream? But the real sensation made me believe it wasn't a dream, it was real, real, in the real world, Mom also had desires.

The next day, when I woke up, Mom had already gone to work, leaving a note saying she would come over after showering at home after work. I felt sorry for my mother, who had suffered so much for me, and I began to resent my father. Why couldn't he let my mother live a happier life? Why did such a mature and beautiful woman like my mother have to suffer with him, forced to work at a bank after marriage? ...

This has been my life for the past few days. Hospital life can only be described as incredibly boring. I'm in a four-person ward, where even peace and quiet are impossible. Of the three people sharing my ward, one is slightly older than me, seems to be a university student, and was also injured in a car accident; the other two don't look like good people at all, having suffered knife wounds, and appear to be local thugs.

"Hey, are you a high school student?" "Ah, yes, I am. I'm in high school now." "I'm in university." Yes, he really is a university student, and he looks quite scholarly.

"Great, college students must have a lot of free time, right? They can do whatever they want." "It's alright." "Bored? Are you even an adult yet... never mind." "What?" He mumbled, "Here, take a look..." He tossed me a magazine, nothing special: "Be careful, don't let anyone see it." "Ah... it's an adult magazine, this... isn't that inappropriate?" "Hurry up and look, don't let anyone see it." He urged me.

This magazine had everything: pictures of beautiful girls, sex pictures, adult comics, erotic novels... but most importantly, the women in it had their private parts completely uncovered. For someone like me who had never seen female genitalia before, it was incredibly stimulating! I treasured it, carefully flipping through it.

"Oh my god!" "So this is what a woman's vulva looks like..." (After class, I rushed home and hugged my mother from behind as she cooked, rubbing her breasts... One hand kept rubbing her breasts, while the other reached under her skirt, caressing her private parts through a small piece of fabric... I pulled down her panties, and her vulva was so wet and wanton, sucking my fingers in. My mother moaned, calling my name, urging me to quickly insert her own son's big cock into her cunt...) "This is... this is incest, isn't this what I've been longing for deep down?" Seeing this, I was filled with excitement and agitation.

There were several more incestuous pictures: a son rubbing his mother's breasts in the kitchen, a mother's wet vulva, a mother sucking her son's penis, fingers being sucked into a wanton mother's vulva, a son's penis inserted into a mother's beautiful cunt... Oh my god! This book was already stimulating enough, but it even contained incestuous content. It was so stimulating to my senses that I was terrified and didn't know what to do.

I handed the book back to him.

"How was it? Pretty good, huh?" "Hmm... I've never seen an erotic book with so much nudity before." "Oh, really? Don't blame me for leading you astray." "Sorry, I want to sleep." "Okay, I won't bother you." I lay on the bed, trying to rest, but as soon as I closed my eyes, all I could see were the scenes and pictures from the book... Ah! I felt a burning desire all over my body, it was so uncomfortable... I finally managed to fall asleep, but even in my dreams, the scenes from the book kept playing out in my mind.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

"Mom... you're here." "You're awake! What's wrong? The nurse said you've been sleeping all day, are you feeling unwell?" "Nothing, Mom, don't worry." "Let's have dinner, I made some food." My mom and I ate the dinner she made, looking at the news reports on the wall, but my attention was focused on my mom's face. My mother ate her food elegantly, occasionally sticking out her tongue to moisten her lips; the spoon she used, after going into her mouth and being taken out, seemed to be glistening with her saliva; the fingers holding the spoon were so slender and graceful… My reason seemed to be completely locked away, and I began to see incest as a mutually agreeable and beautiful thing, of course, only if my mother was willing to do it.

I kept thinking, secretly observing my mother's every move, while thinking about how to confess to her so that she would gladly accept.

As I thought, it was time for bed again, and my mother urged me to go to sleep. I still pretended to fall asleep, waiting for her to fall asleep. Damn it, I had caught up on sleep today, but I couldn't resist the invasion of sleep, and I fell asleep again.

After falling asleep, even in my dreams, my mind was still planning incest, how to make love to my mother… and various intimate images of being with my mother appeared: rubbing my mother's breasts, caressing my mother's private parts, my mother sucking my penis… In dreams, anything is possible.

"Mom...Mom, what are you doing..." Mom was gently stroking my still-erect penis with her slender, jade-like hand, then began to masturbate it.

"Ah...ah...um..." Was it a dream? Even if it was just a dream, I would gladly accept it.

"Mom, it feels so good, lick it...Mom, lick it quickly..." What a beautiful dream, I hope it never ends.

"Wake up! Where else can you find such a realistic dream?" A strange yet somewhat familiar voice, it was him...but how could he be in my dream? What was going on?

Mom was kneeling on my bed, still masturbating my penis with her slender, jade-like hand. The sensation was so real, it didn't feel like a dream at all. And behind Mom stood three people, the three people who shared my hospital room.

"No... Mom, don't do this..." Mom looked up at me innocently: "Don't think nonsense, Mom isn't... Mom isn't like this..." "Mom..." "Quick, quick, take your son's big cock in your mouth!" "Mom, no... don't listen to him..." Mom hesitated and didn't do as he said.

"Hurry, hurry!" "No... Mom, no..." "No? Aren't you going crazy thinking about your mother's body?" "Don't talk nonsense... Mom, don't listen to him..." "Okay! If you really don't want to." "Noble and mature mother, quickly take it in... otherwise, I'll have to cut off your son's penis!" Oh God, is this a dream? What a terrible nightmare, wake up! But I know this terrible thing really happened, this is not a dream.

The glaring sunlight shone in from the window, waking me from my bed. I looked around, everything was as usual. My mother was no longer in the ward, leaving a note that appeared every day: "Mom went to work, take good care of yourself, Mom will come over after work." The glaring sunlight hurt my eyes, I quickly got up to avoid the attack of the sunlight, but a thought flashed through my mind: a dream... is it a dream?

Was last night a dream? How could it be a dream, how could there be such a real dream? My mother's scent still lingered on me, and the sensation of her rubbing my penis felt so real. How could I possibly have such a erotic dream?!

"Lick it, lick your son's cock!" My genitals were incredibly swollen and painful; I desperately wanted to ejaculate. Under duress, my mother licked my large penis. I dared not open my eyes; I couldn't bear to see this, even though I so desperately wanted it to happen. I kept my eyes tightly shut, unable to look directly at my mother's face, but even so, I could still feel her movements.

In my mind, a lewd image of my mother had already formed: her slender, jade-like hands gently grasped the base of my penis, while her cherry-colored lips, already possessing the allure of a mature woman, softly enclosed it, containing my large cock within her warm mouth. Her wet, slippery tongue slid incessantly across the head of my penis, licking the most sensitive areas of my body, and occasionally sucking in and out of her mouth… This stimulation was completely different from masturbation, and it was my mother, whom I had longed for day and night, licking me.

“Oh God… ah… um…” I could easily feel my mother’s warm saliva flowing across my penis, covering my entire shaft, from the head to the scrotum, incredibly wet and slippery, the sensation incredibly intense.

“Um… um…” I tried my best to hold back, waves of stimulation surging through my lower body.

“Um…” I was about to climax! Under my mother’s licking, I knew I was about to ejaculate. But I can't do that. I can't ejaculate my semen into Mom's mouth, not even on her body. I have to hold back!

I could no longer resist the surge of lust. I secretly opened my eyes halfway, wanting to see Mom's beautiful face as she licked my penis. Ah! Mom was also licking me with her eyes closed. I knew Mom must be scared too, scared to see such an incestuous scene.

Even though she was coerced into doing something so contrary to common sense, I couldn't feel a trace of disgust on Mom's face. In Mom's skillful movements, I could feel that Mom also enjoyed oral sex and was immersed in the pleasure of licking my penis. Her slender hands moved up and down incessantly, carefully licking the tip of my penis with her pink tongue, stimulating my glans with her taste buds, and occasionally sucking with her mouth... Mom loves big penises too, doesn't she?! Although it's unacceptable to society to lick her own son's penis like this, as long as it's a penis, Mom will enjoy licking it. Is that how it is?!

I suddenly had this thought: that my mother was a promiscuous woman who loved to suck big dicks. No! Even if Mom was licking like that, she was being coerced. She wasn't that kind of promiscuous woman; she wasn't actually that kind of slut!

I closed my eyes, shook my head, trying to be rational and stop thinking of my mother as a promiscuous woman.

Ah! But when I opened my eyes, what I saw… was… was… my mother displaying even more promiscuous actions.

Because of the constant stroking and sucking… Mom swayed up and down, her shoulder-length hair beginning to fall loosely over her forehead. She was incredibly beautiful; a mature woman playing with her loose, long hair, and behind it was a rosy, beautiful face, flushed with desire, a look of wild, blissful ecstasy. Whenever you see such a face, you will inevitably associate it with a promiscuous woman.

And at this moment, she was fiddling with her long hair, actually because... because... because her disheveled hair would hinder her from licking a large penis, and she didn't even want to stop licking, as if afraid that the large penis would slip out of her cherry-like mouth. She was determined to keep the large penis in her mouth and lick it no matter what. Only a lewd woman who loves large penises would do such a thing.

No... no! Mom, it's not like that!

In that second, time seemed to stand still, and that second felt incredibly long... My mother and I met eyes, and we both froze, as if the air between us had solidified, and time itself had stopped.

My large penis was incredibly wet and shiny, covered with countless drops of saliva secreted from my mother's mouth. The excess saliva flowed from my mother's half-open mouth, naturally dripping onto my penis, forming a thin thread of water.

Time began to move again: "No... I can't... I can't do this... This is my son... How can I, as his mother, do such a thing!" "Dear Mom, don't be stubborn! Your son's life is in my hands! Just do as I say! Besides, you like it, don't you? Your pussy is all wet, if you want it, lick it now!" ...Wet! Mom's vulva was wet, secreting hot, wet fluids... all because of me, because of my big cock.

"No... I didn't... Don't talk nonsense!" "Stop talking, lick it now..." Mom hesitated for a moment, then he pressed her head close to my cock, forcing her to take my dark red, huge glans into her small mouth.

"Ah... um..." Soon, the pleasure from before began to stimulate me again, ah! The stroking of his hands, the sucking of his mouth, the licking of his tongue, and the stimulation of his taste buds… Hmm, I still bravely endured it. I knew I absolutely couldn't… I absolutely couldn't ejaculate that filthy thing, even though my lower body was constantly being stimulated.

But the words, "Your place is all wet, isn't it?" kept echoing in my mind. I couldn't help but think about what my mother's wet and hot vulva would look like because of me.

"Ah… what are you doing!" my mother cried out in fright.

He stroked my mother's buttocks through her short skirt, then lifted the skirt up and touched the silk fabric clinging to her private parts.

"Don't do anything like that! Don't touch my mother's body!" I shouted with difficulty.

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything like that, I won't take your mother away." "Hmm... Noble Mother, you're very wet here..." "Don't talk nonsense! No... I'm not!" He winked, and another person came over and grabbed Mother... "What are you going to do?!" "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, just... just... let your son see how wet you are down there, let your son know that you can be as wet as that for him." Oh my god! This... this left me speechless, I could only watch helplessly.

"No... ah... no... please don't do this..." Ignoring Mother's pleas, he spread her legs and made her straddle me. Even through her silk panties, Mother's genitals were still less than ten centimeters exposed in front of me.

"No... don't do this... please!" Mother cried out, trying to cover her private parts with her hands.

They forcibly pulled her hands apart, and Mother's small mouth was forced to take my huge penis in.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...no...woo woo..." Mom moaned.

The head of my penis was stimulated again, and Mom, powerless to resist, could only choke back sobs as she licked my large penis.

I couldn't believe it. Before me stood the mature, full buttocks of my mother, the object of my long-cherished fantasies, clad in white silk lace panties. Ah! So beautiful…so beautiful…Mom, you're so beautiful…I couldn't resist the temptation. I looked between my mother's legs, and through the silk lace, I saw the thick, abundant pubic hair on her lower abdomen…Then my gaze was fixed on my mother's body, on the most mysterious part of a woman's body.

The fabric covering my mother's private parts wasn't as thin as lace, making it impossible to see clearly; only the shape was vaguely discernible. But I superimposed the image of a woman's private parts from the adult book I'd read yesterday onto my mother's.

After a while, I came to my senses. I swallowed hard, my gaze still fixed on my mother's mysterious area. Was this wet? There was a wet stain on the fabric clinging to her private parts. This…this was what they called wet…Mom was wet because of me, wet from the excitement of licking my big cock.

"Ah... um..." Mom's licking was so amazing, I wanted... "Want to see? Your mother's most private place..." "Ugh... ugh... no... don't look..." Mom tried her best to resist, but the man held her head down, making her still suck my penis.

"Look, so amazing! Your mother is so wet, it's all thanks to you." He rubbed his fingers back and forth on Mom's mons pubis.

"Um... um..." Mom let out a low moan.

I was stunned, I could only watch his actions.

"Your mother is also very lewd! She's already so wet after just a couple of touches, she must really want someone to touch her lewd vulva. Look... your mother is really lewd, you can see her swollen clitoris even through her panties. This... look... right here..." As he spoke, he rubbed Mom's clitoris through her silk panties.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...mmm...woo...woo..." My mother, with my penis in her mouth, could only let out low moans, but it was still clear that her clitoris was giving her a lot of stimulation.

"Oh...your mother is enjoying it! And look, she's already so wet, so wet! Like this, your mother will enjoy it even more!" He quickly rubbed my mother's clitoris.

"Ah...ah...ah mmm...ah...ah...woo ah...mmm ah...ah..." My mother broke free and cried out loudly.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my mother..." "See, your mother is really enjoying it! You don't want me to touch your mother? Hmm...okay, then you touch her, you touch her...you touch her...I won't touch her." Although this was what I longed for, I absolutely couldn't do it, absolutely not! "

Won't touch her? Noble mother, your son wants to touch your private parts, but doesn't dare to." "Mom, do you want a stranger like me to touch you, or your own son? It's your decision!" Mom turned to me innocently. "Son, it's not your fault. He's the pervert, not you... If a stranger has to touch my body, I'd rather you do it." "Mom! But..." "Son, touch... me..." Mom's voice trembled.

Although I had this thought in my mind, I still couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Hey, hurry up! Or I'll do it!" "No... don't touch my mom..." Oh my god! How could this be? Mom actually asked me to touch her genitals. Ah! This... this is so wonderful. Mom actually likes me and wants me to touch her private parts. Hmm... my lower body reacted instinctively because I was about to do something. I could feel my big cock growing... growing bigger than ever before.

"Hurry...hurry up! My good son...save Mom...don't let other people's dirty hands touch Mom's body. Good son...touch...touch Mom..." I knew Mom was saying these words out of desperation, but...I couldn't control myself. In my mind, Mom had become a slut yearning for someone to touch her private parts.

I trembled as I raised my hand and slowly placed it on Mom's buttocks. Even through her silk panties, I could still feel Mom's body temperature. I began to move my hand...perhaps out of fear, I didn't dare to touch her hard. I gently stroked Mom's plump buttocks, but..."Mmm...mmm..." Perhaps this was more stimulating for Mom, because she actually moaned.

Then my gaze moved to Mom's genitals. Sure enough, just as that man had said, even through the silk fabric, I could clearly see her clitoris, swollen with excitement.

Was Mom really a promiscuous woman? Her clitoris was so swollen. My fingers unconsciously slid towards my mother's private parts, stroking her mons pubis... My fingers were pressing against my mother's wet labia, and even through her panties, I could feel their softness. My fingers touched the wet crevice between her labia, this... this... I knew, I had touched my mother's most private place... This was my mother's vulva, and entering this crevice meant entering my mother's...

I felt incredibly excited, and absentmindedly stroked back and forth with my fingers.

"Mmm..." My mother twisted her body.

Was my mother feeling something? Was she feeling something because of the caresses?

"Ah... are you feeling something? Your son is making you feel good, isn't he? You're making your mother feel good! Touch this, your mother will feel even better, she'll feel like she's flying to heaven!" The man was talking about my mother's clitoris, and I unconsciously began to rub my mother's clitoris.

As I rubbed my mother's clitoris, "Ah...ah...um..." my mother writhed violently.

I couldn't stop my fingers. "Um...um...ah...ah...um..." Hearing my mother's moans only made me quicken my movements.

"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...ah...um..." As long as my fingers didn't stop, my mother kept making lewd noises.

Soon, the silk fabric clinging to her vulva was soaked, and it was getting wetter and wetter... Seeing the lewd fluid flowing from my mother for me, I continued to quickly stroke her clitoris.

"Ah...ah...no...no...I can't take it anymore..." Hearing my mother cry out "I can't take it anymore," I quickened my rubbing movements even more. I was such an evil son, wanting to see my own mother climax.

"Ah... um... ah... Mom... Mom, what are you doing..." Her slender jade hands began to manipulate my large penis, her tongue licking it incessantly, accompanied by sucking as she moved in and out.

"Ah... ah... Mom..." Mom probably couldn't take it anymore and wanted to suck my big cock. Mom licked my penis lewdly, waves of intense stimulation making it hard for me to resist.

"Ah... oh... so good, so good... Mom... Mom... Mom... good... licking me so comfortably... I... I... so good... woo woo... um... um... ah... ah... ah... ah... no... no... don't stop... um... faster... faster... harder... faster... ah ah... ah ah... ah... so good... I'm going to die..." I never expected Mom to also scream wildly in a daze. I never thought I could make Mom feel so good, I could make Mom excited, I could even make Mom orgasm.

"Ah... um... ah... um... ah... so good, so good... Mom... you're so amazing... I can't take it... I can't hold back anymore... this time I can't hold back... I really can't take it anymore..." "Um... um... um... um ah ah ah... ah... ah... um... ah..." Almost simultaneously, my mother and I both screamed loudly, releasing all our pent-up emotions.

Whitish semen spurted from the tip of my large penis. As it ejaculated, I quickly pulled my penis out of my mother's mouth, but half of the semen still ended up in her mouth, while the rest scattered across her beautiful face and fair body.

My mother trembled for a while, clearly enjoying my rubbing of her clitoris. Perhaps, perhaps she also longed for something more.

After a shiver, a large patch of my mother's silk panties was soaked with her own vaginal fluid. So wet... Through the damp silk fabric, I could clearly see my mother's vulva. I saw my mother's most private flesh.

Oh my god! How could this be? Such vivid memories, how could it be a dream? Absolutely not! How could it be a dream? Everything felt so real, every touch so unforgettable… No! It can't just be a dream.

I pondered this in my mind, but I wasn't entirely sure I could convince myself it wasn't a dream. This was real, I couldn't even be sure myself, what was this… I still couldn't understand what had happened to me these past few days. I could barely distinguish between dreams and reality, like an unimaginable erotic dream, where everything I wanted happened.

In the dream, it wasn't just the lewd thoughts of peeping at my mother's body, but also the image of my mother frantically licking my penis—such a scene, incest between mother and son, was it a dream? All these memories were just dreams, oh my god! How I wish all of this were real, not just a figment of my imagination.

But, whether it was real or an illusion, the truly terrible thing was that I couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality. Damn it, let me figure this out! Even if it wasn't what I hoped for, even if it really happened, just a fleeting erotic dream, I still need to figure it out!

My mind was a mess, filled with erotic images of my mother's body: "Oh... Mom... I love you so much!" 'Ah... right...' Just as my mind was filled with lustful thoughts about my mother, I suddenly felt a jolt: 'Those two... where are they?' I jolted awake, realizing those two weren't in the ward.

"Awake? The doctor said you can be discharged!" My father appeared before me, startling me.

"You can be discharged, Dad's here to take you home." "Where's Mom?" "Mom went to work, and Dad has to go to work later too, so you should stay home and rest." On the way home, my mind was still haunted by last night's erotic dream. It's all a dream, a dream. It was my lustful thoughts about my mother's body that made me have this dream, and I wanted it to be real, so I kept treating it as real. I tried hard to believe that it was all a dream.

But actually, I didn't understand it myself. Last night, my mother licking my penis was indeed just a dream, but even I forgot how perverted I was that night, how I spied on my mother's sleeping body, rubbed my own hot penis, and defiled my mother's sacred body with my semen... "Stay home and rest, Dad has to go to work." 'He left me alone at home, doesn't he think about how I'm a patient?' Alone at home, I was incredibly bored. My mother's beautiful figure and her clean body floated into my mind again.

"Oh..." I lay on the bed, rubbing my hot penis, and my mother's image became clearer and clearer in my mind.

My mother, dressed in her pajamas and apron, cooking in the kitchen; my mother, dressed casually before bed; and my mother, who excites me most, in her uniform suit with stockings and high-heeled sandals, revealing her beautiful legs.

"Ah...so beautiful...I love Mom dressed like this." Even...even my mother's naked body, which I'd never seen before, flashed through my mind.

My mother wore nothing but a bra and a small pair of panties, almost completely naked before her son. She lowered her head shyly, unable to look directly at her son, unwilling to see his burning penis, unwilling to see him masturbating to her body. Perhaps the mother was afraid, afraid... afraid to see her son rubbing his penis against her body; or perhaps the reason she didn't watch her son masturbate was... that she herself wasn't disgusted, not disgusted by her son's disrespectful actions, but afraid that she too would feel excited by his actions, that she too would feel an unbearable itch in her genitals because of his hot penis. The mother was afraid, afraid that she was that kind of woman.

The mother lowered her head, her face flushed with shyness, and even with her underwear covering her, she timidly covered her genitals with one hand and hugged her tender white breasts tightly with the other, unable to resist exposing her body to her son.

"Ah... um... I can't take it... Mom... you're so beautiful... I love you, Mom, I love you so much... so beautiful... I... I... I want to ejaculate thick semen in front of you... Mom... I want to shoot all my thick semen on you... you must like it too... Mom..." "Ah... oh..." I kept rubbing my hot, swollen penis: "Mom... Mom, I want you... I want to have you..." "Ah... um... um..." A surge of heat rushed out of my body, and I felt a wave of comfort throughout my body: "Oh... um..." My lust for my mother didn't stop after I released my pent-up desire. After ejaculating thick semen, I kept thinking: "One day... one day I must ejaculate inside Mom's wet and hot vagina." In just a few days, my feelings for my mother had gone from liking to loving, and now an illicit thought filled my mind: I want to have Mom. Even if it's an evil thought, I don't care anymore, Mom, I must have your body!

After returning from the hospital today, lying in my room on the bed, I fantasized about my mother's body, and I ejaculated my thick, hot semen onto her again. In my mind, my semen covered my mother's pure white body.

After this masturbation, I clearly understood that my childhood love for my mother, which had evolved into infatuation, was not without reason. I now understand that my mother's beautiful image has appeared countless times in my dreams, from dreaming of her loving kindness as a child, to dreaming of her beautiful body, and now I dream of... masturbating with my mother, dreaming of her giving me oral sex, having sex with her... These are all subconscious thoughts, but I have never dared to confront these immoral, societally unacceptable ideas.

I couldn't confidently tell myself that the woman in my dreams was my mother, and I dared not confront the incestuous thoughts deep within my mind.

But now, I want her, I want to have my mother. This desire fills my mind, my thoughts are free, I have let my thoughts be free. I must have my mother, telling myself that it's not an immoral thought, maybe my mother is also looking forward to my body.

And so I lay in bed, falling asleep with lewd thoughts... When I woke up, I hadn't forgotten the lustful thoughts in my heart, but I also clearly understood that getting my mother wouldn't be easy. Even if she wanted my body, getting her to break free from traditional constraints wouldn't be simple. But no matter how difficult it was, I... I had to get my mother's body, abandon all moral constraints, I had to know all of my mother's secrets.

While my mother wasn't home yet—she wouldn't be back for a while—I went to her room, wanting to learn all her secrets. Opening my mother's wardrobe, the scent of a mature woman made me dizzy and incredibly excited. I instinctively felt a warm, wet sensation in my lower body, as if my penis was about to swell again.

In one corner of the wardrobe, the clothes closest to my mother's body—underwear and panties... My mother was a conservative woman, wasn't she? Although there were several styles of underwear, each made of lace and sheer, slightly transparent material, there weren't the erotic underwear I was looking for.

But upon closer inspection, I noticed that all of Mom's underwear was high-cut and high-waisted. These high-cut camisoles, paired with her tight-fitting skirt, meant that even through the skirt, the V-shaped lines of her underwear would be clearly visible. In the bank, many people must have followed Mom, just to catch a glimpse of her V-shaped camisole clinging to her ample hips. It seemed Mom wasn't necessarily a conservative woman; she might want to dress sexily but was afraid of gossip.

Then I caught a glimpse of a set of purple underwear… this… isn't this the set Mom wore that day… in the hospital? The one I'd glimpsed from her chest, the one that clung to her body that day.

"Oh my god…" I inhaled deeply, smelling it. So fragrant… so fragrant… this must be the smell of Mom's breasts!

"Ah…" Then, I picked up the matching underwear—this purple, sheer pantyhose, isn't that the one Mom wore that day?

"Oh my god..." Even though I knew it had been washed, the thought still made me feel hot all over. This... this little piece of fabric, the fabric at the bottom of this little cutie, was right next to my mother's private parts.

"Ah...Oh my god...Mom..." I stretched out my tongue, wanting to taste what it was like, even though it had been washed, I still wanted to try.

Just as I was anxiously about to taste my mother's private parts, the sound of a door closing brought me back to my senses. "Mom, is that Mom back?" I started to panic, quickly putting my underwear back.

Peeking through the crack in the door, it was indeed Mom, no doubt, but she was walking towards me, how could I tell? Just as Mom entered the room: "Mom, you're back. My head hurts a little, do you have any painkillers?" "Ah...you have a headache? Let Mom see." Mom didn't suspect anything, walked over, and gently touched my forehead: "It's okay, no fever, should we go back to the hospital?" "No need, actually it's okay, it'll probably be fine in a bit." At this moment, Mom's body was very close to mine, this scent...the scent emanating from Mom's body was different from the scent on my underwear, this was the scent of a mature woman, wasn't it?

"Mom, I'll go out first. If you're still not feeling well, come back for your medicine." I left the room, closing the door behind me, but deliberately leaving a small crack. I knew Mom would change out of her work suit, so I closed the door to reassure her.

I peeked through the crack, my heart pounding. Through the small gap, I saw her remove her suit jacket; the white shirt couldn't hide her light blue bra, her breasts straining against the fabric. Mom's breasts were so big, so beautiful, a 34D—thinking about the size of that bra, I realized how big they were.

"Ah…" Through my pants, I started rubbing my penis again; the sight of her undressing made it painfully hard.

Unbuttoning her shirt, half of Mom's fair breast was exposed before me. Mom's 34D breasts were so beautiful, so delicate and white. Were her areolas pink? Or a mature brown?

Hmm… a mature woman was left only in a pencil skirt, stockings, underwear, and panties… Good heavens! Then Mom took off her pencil skirt and stockings. Mom was wearing stockings that reached her waist. As she took off her skirt, a pair of long, beautiful legs were revealed, and under those stockings was a cute little thing—yes, a sheer lace high-cut camisole. Underneath the stockings were light blue panties, which, besides giving Mom the charm of a mature woman, also added a touch of youthful wildness.

I controlled my excitement, my penis burning hot: “Mom, I love you, I want to ejaculate all my semen into you, my penis is so hard… Mom… Mom… I want you…” Mom lifted her shapely legs and took off her stockings. I waited, waiting to peek at her body clad only in underwear.

Mom’s fair, soft skin and light blue underwear were a perfect match. Her full breasts swayed with every movement.

"Oh...so good...Mom, you're so beautiful..." I wanted to release again, but I couldn't; I had to hold back. Seeing Mom put on her loungewear, I rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on myself to extinguish my lust and desire.

I realized Mom was truly beautiful, so incredibly beautiful. I was completely captivated. Even though she was wearing casual loungewear, I could still get an erection from her every move.

After dinner, Dad told me to rest early and urged me to go to my room to sleep. I was unwilling, but I had no choice. Actually, I was quite tired, and I fell asleep soon after lying down.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up. It was past midnight. I got up to use the bathroom. But I didn't go. I went to the washing machine and carefully and quietly took out the small bag containing Mom's underwear. These were unwashed underwear that Mom had worn all day. They had been in contact with Mom's private parts all day. Just thinking about it made me feel hot and uncomfortable.

"Mmm...it's Mom's scent...oh..." The small part of the panties pressed against Mom's private parts—that was the scent of her private parts. A little of her secretions remained on them.

"Hoo...ah..." I tasted Mom's private parts with my tongue. It was a little sour, and had an inexplicable flavor. I guess it was the seductive scent of a mature woman!

"Mom's private parts...I indirectly licked Mom's vulva." Good heavens! The stimulation was so intense that...I didn't notice my burning, swollen penis.

I took Mom's panties with me; I wanted to go back to my room and savor the taste of Mom's private parts.

Then I made another discovery. Mom's room had a dim light, and the door was ajar. I secretly hid outside, wanting to see what was going on.

A small nightlight was on in the room. Although the light was dim, I could still vaguely see Mom and Dad.

"Husband...it's been so long, come on! I really want it..." I wasn't mistaken, it was Mom's voice. Mom was so lewdly asking for sex. But it's understandable, Mom spent over a week with me in the hospital; it's inevitable she'd have physical needs.

"Husband, I want it so much...I really want it..." "No...I'm so tired today!" Dad completely ignored Mom's request.

Damn it! Such a beautiful woman asking to have sex with you, and you...you ignore her? Is Dad trying to make Mom a bitter woman?!

Oh my god! Mom was wearing a sexy, sheer nightgown I'd never seen before. Mom was lying on the bed, and in the dim light, I could vaguely see her beautiful figure. And it seemed Mom wasn't wearing a bra.

Dad ignored Mom, and Mom...Mom actually started licking Dad's...Mom's kneeling position on the bed was incredibly alluring; it's hard to imagine Mom having this side to her.

Oh… As Mom moved back and forth licking, her breasts swayed back and forth as well. 'Ah… Mom… I love you… Lick mine… Lick your own son's…' Completely unconsciously, I pulled out my burning hot penis and began rubbing it.

'Mom… I love you… Ah… Mom, if you could help me too, that would be so good… Hmph… Ah… Mom…' Watching Mom's swaying figure in the dim light, I used the little camisole she had worn to stroke my penis: 'Ah… Mom…' 'Hmm… Ah…' 'So fast? Husband… How come so fast…' Mom got up from the bed in disappointment, and I hid in the shadows.

Mom went to the bathroom, probably to take a shower? I continued rubbing my huge penis, looking at Mom's graceful body, I was almost at my limit. And from this angle, Mom's sheer nightgown made her perfect figure appear as if she wasn't wearing anything, completely exposed before me.

"Ah... Mom... Mom... Let me satisfy you... Ah... Hmm... Ah... Ah..." My hot semen shot all over Mom's diaper, right onto that small spot pressed against her genitals, just like having sex with her. I felt an unparalleled pleasure.

"Swish... Swish... Swish..." Mom was showering.

I walked towards the bathroom, leaving my semen-covered diaper by the door. Mom would definitely find it, she definitely would. What kind of surprised expression would she have? Unfortunately, I couldn't enjoy her surprised expression here. My appearance at this moment might cost me my mother.

Back in my room, lying on the bed, I kept thinking about what Mom would do. Mom would definitely guess it was me; maybe she would even swallow all my semen!

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