Doing with Mom on the bus

[Making love with my mother on the bus] [The End]
My sex life with my mother was wonderful, but it all started with her seduction. It was her "offering herself" to me, her son, that made her "deliver herself" to me. I'm not belittling my mother; on the contrary, I'm praising her selfless love for me. Before we slept together, I was a virgin, so my first time was actually "losing my virginity" to my mother. But that's not entirely accurate either. Wasn't my mother's initiative in making love to me a selfless "sacrifice" to me? So, I still have to say that my sexual relationship with my mother was actually a voluntary, tacit agreement between the two of us. This joyful incestuous relationship between mother and son is also God's will, a predestined relationship between my mother and me from a past life. I want to thank my dear mother!

Last year, I was admitted to a key university in Nanchang with a very high score in the college entrance examination. This was exactly what my family wanted, because my aunt's family works in Nanchang. My mother said, "Now that's great, you have someone to take care of you in Nanchang, and it will be much more convenient for me to visit my sister." Dad said, "Wasn't this exactly what we considered when filling out college applications?" Mom said, "Now it's really come true. Back then it was just a choice, how could we not be happy?" Actually, I later realized Mom's true intention: because I was going to university in Nanchang, she would have more opportunities to meet and have sex with me, while Dad, of course, was kept in the dark. During high school, I had many sexual desires for Mom, but I thought, after all, she was my biological mother, so I buried my secret crush in my heart. The day I registered at school, Dad and Mom took me there together. Afterwards, we went to my aunt's house. Before leaving, Mom said, "If anything happens, write home often. If you miss Mom, Mom will come to the school." Then they left Nanchang. At the end of last year, Dad and Mom called me, saying that my aunt's eldest son was getting married, and Mom was going to my aunt's house in Nanchang for the wedding ceremony. They asked me not to come home yet, but to go to my aunt's house with Mom. I never imagined that what I had longed for about Mom would happen so naturally. I never imagined my mother would be such a resourceful person. She's a mother who loves her son dearly, and also a woman with a touch of flirtatious charm. I absolutely adore her. On January 23, 2001, I met my mother at my aunt's house after more than four months of separation. We were overjoyed. My mother said we'd go home together in a few days. My aunt jokingly said, "You're such a child, needing your mother to pick you up?" My mother replied, "In my eyes, he'll always be a child. I'm a little worried about him, so picking him up this time was just a convenience. I won't do that again." There's no train from Nanchang to our home, only a bus, a fourteen-hour journey each way. On the afternoon of January 26, we boarded the 5 PM bus on our way home. This marked the beginning of our unforgettable sexual encounter. It was already winter. After boarding the bus, we started watching videos. We were on a luxury minibus, and because we were sitting in the last row, around 9 PM, I dozed off and started to sleep on the bus amidst the bumpy ride. My mother was also sleepy, and shortly after finishing the video, she leaned against me and fell asleep. There were four of us in the back row. My mother sat on the far right, by the right window, and I sat to her left. The two passengers to my left were a woman in her thirties and what appeared to be her son, about six or seven years old. The boy was sitting right next to me on my left, initially making a fuss with his mother, but then he fell asleep. Although the air conditioning was on, it was a winter night. When I woke up, I found that the army coat my father had brought for me to school had been draped over both my mother and me. I don't know when my mother covered us with the coat, but I'm sure it was her. I drifted off to sleep, not remembering the exact time, when I suddenly felt a hand moving around in my crotch. I was sure it was my mother's hand. Sometimes her hand remained still, and sometimes it squeezed my penis through my clothes with some force. I didn't make a sound, assuming it was just my mother unconsciously sleeping. Actually, I'd long harbored sexual fantasies about my mother, but at this moment I didn't understand her meaning. Firstly, I'd never had any sexual interaction or experience with her, and secondly, we were on a crowded bus, and I didn't dare make any moves towards her. So, I didn't think much of her actions, assuming it was just an unintentional touch on my genitals. After a while, her hand was now forcefully exploring, consciously and clearly stroking and pinching my penis. I felt a mix of nervousness and excitement, and could only pretend to be asleep. But how could I possibly be asleep? Seeing my lack of reaction, and perhaps knowing I was faking it, she pressed her body tightly against mine. I felt her full body, especially her left thigh, feel particularly thick and warm. Her left leg seemed to be deliberately pressing heavily on my right. I smelled her wonderfully fragrant womanly scent, a unique aroma that only she could give off. At this point, I still pretended not to wake up. Then, Mom started to get restless. Her finger movements were obvious; sometimes she would squeeze my lower body hard, and sometimes she would gently stroke my penis, like a caress, but both were quite forceful. Then, she quietly unzipped my pants and went deeper inside, directly touching my penis with her hand and pressing it up and down forcefully. At that moment, I didn't know what to say, because it all happened so suddenly. I only felt my penis was warm and incredibly large in Mom's small hands. I had lost control of myself and couldn't predict what would happen next. I wanted Mom to caress me like that, so I slightly opened my legs to make it easier for her to caress me, but my eyes remained closed. Then, I heard Mom's soft sigh, warm and full of maternal love and temptation, and felt her warm face close to mine. I knew Mom was awake now, and she knew my cooperation and hints. Actually, at that moment, I also wanted to touch Mom's body, but I had never...

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