Mom—The Son's Fantasy

This is a piece of incestuous writing by the author

, a way for him to indulge his imagination. In real life, this is impossible. Readers are encouraged to treat it as a form of emotional release.

Besides incest, this piece also contains elements of sadomasochism; those with limited psychological resilience should not read it. Any suggestions or criticisms are welcome.

(Chapter 1)

These past few days in the hospital have been the happiest I've had 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 a few days of hospitalization.

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

I knew the hospital chairs were very uncomfortable and 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's sleeping posture. I know that this is perverted, and I know that I have a severe Oedipus complex, but I have never had any lewd thoughts: incestuous sex, peeping at my mother's naked body... etc. I have never thought about it. In fact, I can't even look directly at my mother's clothed body.

I know that's not allowed, that society won't tolerate it. As long as I can love my mom in private, that's enough. Even if she belongs solely to my dad, I don't care.

These past few days, I know I've been reckless, but I've only ever stolen a glance at my mom's sleeping face after she falls asleep. That's right, that's all I've done.

These past few days, I've always pretended to be asleep, staying awake until she goes to bed, staring at her, watching her until I fall asleep myself.

Today, of course, I planned to do the same, but perhaps because I had stayed up late the past few days and was exhausted, I fell asleep first…

“Mom…” After Mom fell asleep, I boldly and secretly got out of bed, walked to Mom’s side, pressed close to her body, and took a deep breath. Mom’s body fragrance was so elegant and sweet, just the scent I loved, no doubt about it.

“Mom… Mom… Mom…” I called out to Mom 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, connecting to toes… My God, Mom’s body was so captivating just from this part! I admired her carefully.

I reached back my hand that was pulling the blanket away and quickly squatted down. Mom shifted slightly, thinking I'd disturbed her by trying to pull the blanket off. I held my breath; I could feel my heart pounding. Thankfully, I hadn't woken her. But then I caught a glimpse of her shoes—thin-strap, low-heeled sandals.

I picked them up and examined them closely. The blue-purple sandals were perfect for a mature woman like Mom.

Ah! The blanket had fallen to the floor. "Phew...this...oh my god..." Although Mom wasn't wearing pajamas in the hospital, but rather a suit, heaven had been incredibly kind to me, allowing me to see her entire sleeping posture.

Looking at the body I had longed for day and night before me, my mother's legs were bent, her whole body arched.

This posture was so beautiful! Just like in my dreams.

"So beautiful...so beautiful...Mom, you are so beautiful!"

I noticed the hem of her skirt 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 this.

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

"Ah...Mom...I want...I want so much..." The fire of desire within me had reached its peak, almost uncontrollable, but I told myself I couldn't, I couldn't do this, I had to resist!

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

No… from my angle, I was looking directly at my mother's beautiful body through her neckline. My God! A purple lace bra encased my mother's full breasts.

"...No, what should I do? I have to control myself, I absolutely can't do this. Just fantasizing about my mother's body is not something a son should do. But today… today, I… I peeped, I shamelessly peeped at my mother's beautiful body while she was sleeping, I deserve to die!"

My reason told me that I was heading down an immoral path and had to stop immediately. But my reason couldn't control my senses, my eyes, which never left those full breasts.

The purple lace clung tightly to her, following her perfect curves, revealing the mature woman's allure beneath her clothes...

I pressed myself against my mother's body again, savoring the scent emanating from her.

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

I began to caress my mother's body, even though I had to touch her through the 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, stimulating my nerves. I had never masturbated so intensely before; every nerve in my body was taut. But this stimulation couldn't compare to...not compare 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 bra clung tightly to her outer garment, revealing lace through the fabric, which 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..." Oh 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 lewd images of my mother without clothes. "Ah...ah..." My hand, which was stroking my penis, was covered in white semen, and I felt an unparalleled pleasure throughout my body.

"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 I, how could I 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 down and touched my genitals. I had a wet dream. I had a wet dream. I actually had such a erotic dream. But, thankfully, it was just a dream.

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

"Huh? This..."

(Chapter Two) Reality and Illusion

My mother was still lying there fast asleep, which made me even more certain that this was just a dream. It was a dream, which reassured me a lot. No one knew that I had done something perverted.

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 did this is because of you, Mom. Because your body is so beautiful, it made me... made me have such lewd thoughts.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Gazing at my sleeping mother, I spoke to myself. Although I had entertained lewd thoughts, my reason 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, revealing my mother's mature, beautiful body completely before me. I couldn't believe it, nor did I want to believe it—this real body was right before my eyes.

The beauty before me captivated me; reason failed me. The reason that had just forced me to repent was gone, and all the moral discipline I had been taught was completely forgotten. Now, my eyes were fixed on this mature woman, carefully admiring my own mother from head to toe, 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 silk stockings clung to her body, making her flawless legs even more captivating; her shirt couldn't contain her large, full breasts, which seemed poised to burst open at any moment, along with her mature and alluring face.

"Ah! Mom, it's Mom, right in front of me... right in front of me is my mother! I... how could I do this!"

A sliver of reason couldn't resist the primal instincts. The wet dream I'd just had was now burning and engorged again... unconsciously, or rather, driven by my primal desires, 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 started masturbating quickly... Ah! As long as it's Mom, I can quickly, quickly...

quickly ejaculate 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.

A few minutes later, seeing that my mother didn't react, I knew I had escaped again. Even though I was frightened, my thick penis hadn't subsided, and I started stroking it again. But almost at the same time, my mother twisted her body: "Hmm..."

My mother's moan?

The buttons on my mother's shirt came undone from the twisting, and her bra was exposed, the purple lace trim covering her half-exposed breasts, mature, yet still white and tender flesh...

"Ah..." I kept stroking it.

"Hmm! Hot... hot..."

I clearly heard my mother's voice, her 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, her masturbation was enough to ignite my lust.

Ah! Mmm...Mom, you're putting on this performance for me, aren't you?

"Ah...ah..." Faced with this exhilarating sight, I couldn't control myself. "Ah...ah...ah..." Hot, thick semen gushed from my body again—I ejaculated again for Mom.

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 Mom, how hard she worked for me, and I began to resent Dad. Why couldn't he let Mom live a happier life? Why did such a mature and beautiful woman like Mom have to suffer with him, having to work at the bank even after marriage?

...

Life had been like this for the past few days. Hospital life could only be described as utterly boring. I was in a four-person ward, where even peace and quiet were impossible. Of the three people sharing my ward, one was slightly older than me, seemed to be a college student, and was also injured in a car accident; the other two, however, looked anything but kind, having suffered knife wounds, and appeared to be local thugs.

"Hey, you're a high school student, right?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm in high school now."

"I'm in university."

Sure enough, he was a university student; he looked quite scholarly.

"That's great. University students must have a lot of free time, right? You can do whatever you want."

"It's alright." "

Bored? Are you even an adult... 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, this was incredibly stimulating! I devoured it like a treasure, carefully flipping through the pages.

"Ah, my God! So this is what a woman's vulva looks like..."

(After class, I couldn't wait to get home. I 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, this is incest, isn't this what I've been longing for deep down?" Seeing this, my emotions surged with excitement.

There were several more incestuous pictures at the end: a son rubbing his mother's breasts in the kitchen, the mother's wet vulva,

the mother sucking on her son's penis, fingers being sucked into the mother's vagina, the son's penis inserted into the mother's

vagina ...

Oh my god! This book was already stimulating enough, but it even contained incestuous content. This was too much for my senses, leaving me terrified and at a loss.

I handed the book back to him.

"How was it? Pretty good, right?"

"Hmm... I've never seen an erotic book with so much nudity."

"Oh, really? Don't blame me for corrupting you."

"Sorry, I want to sleep for a bit."

"Okay, I won't bother you."

I lay down on the bed, wanting to rest, and 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 coursing through my body, it was so uncomfortable… I finally managed to fall asleep, but 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 mother and I ate the dinner she had prepared, looking at the news reports on the wall, but my attention was focused on my mother’s face. My mother ate her meal gracefully, occasionally sticking out her tongue to moisten her lips; the spoon she used, after going into her mouth and taking it out, seemed to be covered in her saliva, glistening; the fingers holding the spoon were so slender and elegant…

My reason seemed to be completely locked away, and I began to regard incest as a beautiful thing of mutual affection, of course, it had to be something my mother was willing to do.

I kept racking my brains, secretly observing my mother's every move, trying to figure out how to confess my feelings to her so she would accept me.

Lost in thought, it was bedtime again. My mother urged me to sleep, but I pretended to be asleep, waiting for her to fall asleep. Damn it, I had caught up on sleep today, but I couldn't resist the sleep demon's advances, and I fell asleep again.

Even in my dreams, my mind was still planning incest, how to make love to my mother…

and various intimate images of me with her: rubbing her breasts, caressing her genitals, her sucking my penis… anything is possible in dreams.

"Mom...Mom, what's wrong..."

My mother was gently stroking my still-erect penis with her slender, jade-like hands, then began to manipulate it.

"Ah...ah...um..."

Is this a dream? Even if it's just a dream, I'm willing.

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

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

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

"No...Mom, don't do this..."

Mom looked up, gazing at me innocently. "Don't think like that, Mom isn't...Mom isn't like that..."

"Mom..."

"Quick, quick, take your son's big cock in your mouth!"

"Mom, no...don't listen to him..."

Mom hesitated, not doing as he said.

"Quick, quick!"

"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..."

"Fine! 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 cock!"

Oh my god, is this a dream? What a terrible nightmare! Wake up! But I know this terrible thing really happened; it wasn't a dream.

(Chapter 3)

Long time no see! I'm so sorry that Chapter 3 took so long to appear. I will speed up my writing pace in the future. Again, please give me your encouragement; your support is my motivation. Thank you!

This story contains incestuous elements. If you don't like it, please refrain from reading.

The glaring sunlight streamed in through the window, waking me from my bed. I looked around; everything seemed normal. My mother was no longer in the ward, leaving behind a note that appeared every day:

"Mom went to work. Take good care of yourself. I'll come over after work."

The glaring sunlight hurt my eyes, so I quickly got up to avoid the sun's attack. But a thought flashed through my mind: Was it a dream...?

Was last night a dream? How could it be a dream? How could there be such a vivid dream? My mother's scent still lingered on me, and the feeling of her rubbing my penis was so real. How could there be such a erotic dream?!

"Lick it, lick your son's cock!"

My genitals were incredibly swollen and uncomfortable; 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 such a scene, even though I desperately wanted it to happen. I kept my eyes tightly closed, 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 has already formed: her slender, jade-like hands gently grasp the base of my penis, while her cherry-red lips, already possessing the charm of a mature woman, softly envelop my penis, containing my large cock within her warm mouth, while her wet, slippery tongue constantly slides across my glans, licking and teasing the most sensitive areas of my body, and occasionally sucking in and out of her mouth...

This kind of stimulation is a completely different feeling compared to masturbation, and it is my mother, whom I have been longing for day and night, licking and teasing me.

"Oh my god... ah... um..." I could easily feel my mother's warm saliva flowing across my penis, covering my entire shaft, from the glans to the scrotum, incredibly wet and slippery, the sensation was incredibly intense.

"Um... um..." I tried my best to hold back, waves of stimulation shooting through my genitals.

"Um..." I was about to climax! With my mother's licking, I knew I was about to ejaculate. But I couldn't, I couldn't ejaculate my cloudy semen into my mother's mouth, even on her body, I had to hold back! I could

no longer resist the surging tide of lust, I secretly half-opened my eyes, wanting to see my mother's beautiful face as she licked my penis. Ah! My mother squinted as she licked me. I knew she must be scared too, scared to see such an incestuous scene.

Even though she was forced to do something so contrary to common sense, there wasn't a trace of disgust on her face. Through her skillful movements, I could sense that she enjoyed oral sex and was immersed in the pleasure of licking my large penis. Her slender hands moved up and down, carefully licking the tip of my penis with her pink tongue, stimulating my glans with her taste buds, and occasionally sucking it in and out with her mouth…

My mother must love big penises too! Although it was unacceptable to society, licking her own son's penis like this… But, as long as it's a penis, Mom really enjoys licking it. Is that right?!

I suddenly had this thought: that Mom is a slutty woman who loves to suck big penises. No! Even if Mom licks like that, she's being coerced. She's not that kind of slutty woman, she's not actually that kind of whore!

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

Ah! But when I opened my eyes, what I saw… was… was… Mom was doing something even more slutty.

Because of the constant stroking and sucking... Mom swayed back and forth, her shoulder-length hair began to fall loosely over her forehead. She was incredibly beautiful; a mature woman toying with her disheveled hair, and when she parted it, she revealed a rosy, beautiful face, flushed with desire, a look of ecstasy, wild yet blissful.

Whenever you saw such a face, you would 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 big cock would slip out of her cherry-like mouth. She was determined to keep the big cock in her mouth and lick it no matter what. Only a lewd woman who loves big cocks 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 eyes met my mother's, and we both froze, as if the air between us had solidified, and time had stopped.

My big cock was incredibly wet and shiny, covered with countless drops of saliva secreted from my mother's mouth. Excessive saliva dripped from my mother's half-open mouth, naturally falling onto my penis and forming a thin, watery trickle.

Time seemed to stand still again: "No...no...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? You're all wet down there, aren't you? 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 nonsense, 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 started stimulating 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 stubbornly held back. 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 phrase "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 felt 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 this! Don't touch my mother's body!" I shouted with difficulty.

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything rash, I won't take your mother away. Hmm... noble mother, you're very wet down there..."

"Don't talk nonsense! No... I didn't!"

He winked, and another person came over and grabbed the mother...

"What are you going to do?!"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, it's just... just... let your son see how wet you are down there, let your son know that you can be as wet for him too." Oh

my god! This... this completely left me speechless, I could only watch helplessly.

"No... ah... no... please don't do this..."

Ignoring the mother's pleas, he spread her legs, making her straddle me. Even through her silk panties, less than ten centimeters of my mother's genitals were still exposed to me.

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

They forcibly pulled her hands away, and my enormous penis was forced into her mouth again.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...no...waaaah..." my mother moaned.

Waves of stimulation shot through my glans; my mother, powerless to resist, could only choke back sobs as she licked my large penis.

I couldn't believe it—before me was my mother's mature, full buttocks, the object of my long-held 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 pubic hair on her lower abdomen, so abundant and dense…Then my gaze was fixed on my mother's body, on the most mysterious private parts of a woman.

The fabric covering my mother's private parts wasn't as thin as lace, so I couldn't see clearly, only vaguely making out the shape, but I superimposed the image of a woman's private parts from that adult book I read yesterday with my mother's.

After a while, I came back to my senses, swallowed hard, and my gaze still couldn't leave my mother's mysterious area. Is this what it means to be wet? There was a water stain on the fabric clinging to her private parts. This was... this was what they called wetness—Mom was wet because of me, because she was excited from licking my big cock.

"Ah... um..." Mom's licking was so amazing, I wanted...

"Want to see? Your mom's most private place..."

"Ugh... ugh... no... don't look..." Mom tried her best to resist, but the man still held her head down, making her still have my penis in her mouth.

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

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

I was stunned, I could only watch his actions.

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

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

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

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ooh...ah...ah..." Mom broke free and screamed loudly.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my mom..."

"See? Your mom is really enjoying it! You don't want me to touch your mom? Hmm...okay, then you touch her, you touch her...you touch her...and I won't touch her."

Although this was my inner desire, I absolutely couldn't lay a hand on her, absolutely not!

"You won't touch me? My noble mother, your son wants to touch your private parts, but he's too afraid to do it. Mother, would you rather a stranger like me touch you, or your own son? The decision is yours!"

My mother turned to me innocently. "Son, this isn't 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…" My mother's voice trembled.

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

"Hey, hurry up! Or I'll take you!"

"No…don't touch my mom…"

Good heavens! How could this be? My mother was asking me to touch her genitals. Ah! This…this is such a wonderful thing. My mother 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 swelling up…swelling up bigger than ever before.

“Hurry…hurry up! My good son…save your mother…don’t let other people’s dirty hands touch your mother’s body. Good son…touch…touch your mother…”

I knew my mother was saying these words out of desperation, but…I couldn’t control myself. In my mind, my mother had become a slut who craved to have her private parts touched.

I trembled as I raised my hand and slowly placed it on my mother’s buttocks. Even through her silk panties, I could still feel my mother’s body temperature. I began to move my hand around... Perhaps out of fear, I didn't dare to caress her too hard. I gently stroked my mother's plump buttocks, but...

"Mmm... mmm..." Perhaps this was more stimulating for my mother, because she actually let out a moan.

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

Is Mom really a promiscuous woman? Her clitoris is so swollen. My fingers unconsciously slide towards Mom's private parts, stroking her mons pubis... My fingers are pressing against Mom's wet labia, and even through her panties, I can feel their softness. My fingers touch the wet crevice between her labia, this... this... I know, I've touched Mom's most private place—this is Mom's vulva, and entering this crevice means entering Mom's cunt.

I feel incredibly excited, and absentmindedly stroke my fingers back and forth.

"Mmm..." Mom twists her body.

Is Mom feeling something? "Is it because of the caresses that you feel anything?"

"Ah... do you feel anything? 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 started rubbing my mother's clitoris.

Just as I was rubbing my mother's clitoris, "Ah... ah... um..." my mother twisted her body violently.

I couldn't stop my fingers, "Um... um... ah... ah... um ooh..." Hearing my mother's moans made me speed up my finger movements even more.

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

Soon, the silk fabric clinging to her vulva was soaked, and getting wetter and wetter... Seeing the lustful fluid flowing from my mother for me, I kept rapidly stroking 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. I'm such a wicked son, wanting to see my own mother climax.

"Ah...mmm...ah...Mom...Mom, why are you..." Her slender jade hands played with my large penis, her tongue licking it incessantly, combined with the 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 me unable to resist.

"Ah...oh...so good, so good...Mom...Mom...Mom...good...licking me so comfortably...I...I...so good...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 didn't expect Mom to also scream wildly in a daze. I didn't expect 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... 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 everything from our bodies.

Thick white semen spurted from the tip of my big cock. As it spurted, I hurriedly pulled my cock out of my mother's mouth, but half of the semen still ended up in her mouth, while the rest of the semen scattered and sprayed onto my mother's beautiful face and her 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 few more tremors, her silk panties were soaked with her own vaginal fluids, so wet… Through the damp silk fabric, I could clearly see my mother's vulva, I saw her most private flesh.

My God! How could this be? Such a vivid memory, how could it be a dream? Absolutely not! How could it be a dream? Everything felt so real, every touch so unforgettable… No! It couldn't just be a dream.

I was calculating in my mind, but I wasn't entirely sure I could convince myself this wasn't a dream.

It was real, and I couldn't even be sure what it was...

(Chapter Four) The Sprouting of Evil Thoughts

I still couldn't understand what had happened to me these past few days. I could barely distinguish between dreams and reality; it was like an unimaginable erotic dream, where everything I wanted had come true.

In the dream, it wasn't just the lewd thoughts of peeping at my mother's body that appeared, 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, God!

How I wished all of this were real, not just a dream illusion.

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 was just a fleeting erotic dream, I still had to figure it out!

My mind was a complete mess, filled with lewd 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, a sudden realization struck me: "Those two...where are they?" I jolted awake, realizing they weren't in the ward.

"You're awake? The doctor said you can be discharged!"

My father appeared before me, startling me.

"You can be discharged now. Dad will come to take you home."

"Where's Mom?"

"Mom went to work, and Dad has to go to work soon too. Just stay home and rest."

On the way home, the lewd dream from last night still lingered in my mind. It was just a dream, nothing more. I had impure thoughts about my mother's body, and it was these impure thoughts that made me have this dream. I wanted it to be real, so I kept treating it as real. I tried hard to convince myself that it was all a dream.

But actually, I didn't quite understand myself. Last night, when my mother licked my penis, it was indeed just a dream. However, I had forgotten how perverted I was that night, how I peeked at my mother's sleeping body, rubbed my own hot penis, and defiled my mother's sacred body with my own semen...

"Stay home and rest, Dad has to go to work."

"Leaving me alone at home, doesn't he think I'm a patient?" Alone at home, I was incredibly bored. My mother's beautiful figure and her clean body resurfaced in my mind.

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

My mom in her pajamas, an apron wrapped around her neck, cooking in the kitchen; my mom in casual clothes before bed; and then there's my mom, who excites me most, in a uniform with stockings and high-heeled sandals, showing off her beautiful legs.

"Ah...so beautiful...I love Mom's outfit like this." Even...even my mom's naked body, which I've never seen before, flashes through my mind.

My mom is completely naked except for a bra and a small pair of panties, exposed almost entirely to her son. The mother lowered her head shyly, unable to look her son in the eye, unwilling to see his hot penis, unwilling to see him masturbating in front of her. Perhaps she was afraid, afraid... afraid to see her son rubbing his penis against her body; or perhaps the reason she didn't watch him masturbate was... that she herself didn't feel disgusted, didn't feel disgusted by her son's disrespectful actions, but was afraid that she herself would feel excited by his actions, that she would feel an intense itching in her own genitals because of his hot penis. The mother was afraid, afraid that she was this kind of woman.

My mother lowered her head, her face flushed with shyness. Even though she was wearing underwear, she still timidly covered her genitals with one hand and hugged her soft, white breasts 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 my thick semen in front of you... Mom... I want to shoot all my semen on you... You'll like it too, right... 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 shot out from my body, and I felt a wave of comfort wash over me: "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 cunt."

In just a few days, my feelings for my mother had gone from liking to loving, and now an immoral thought filled my mind: I want to have Mom. Even if it's an evil thought, I can't care anymore. Mom, I must have your body!

(Chapter 5)

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

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

I can't definitively tell myself that the woman in my dreams is my mother; I dare not confront the incestuous thoughts deep within my mind.

But now, I want her, I want to have my mother. This desire filled my mind, my thoughts were free, I let my mind be free. I must have my mother, telling myself it wasn't some immoral thought, maybe my mother was also longing for my body.

And so I lay in bed, falling asleep with lewd thoughts...

When I woke up, I hadn't forgotten the lust in my heart, but I also clearly understood that having my mother wouldn't be easy. Even if my mother wanted my body, getting her to break free from traditional constraints wouldn't be so simple. But no matter how difficult it was, I... I must have my mother's body, abandoning all moral constraints, I want to know all of my mother's secrets.

While my mother was still out, and it would be a while before she returned, I went to her room, wanting to uncover all her secrets. Opening her wardrobe, a mature woman's fragrance made me dizzy and incredibly excited. I 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 were bras and panties…

My mother is a conservative woman, isn't she? Although there were several styles of close-fitting bras and panties, each made of lace and sheer, slightly transparent material, there were none of the erotic lingerie I had imagined.

But upon closer inspection, these mothers' underwear all featured high slits and high waists. These high-slit camisoles, paired with their tight skirts, meant that even through the skirts, the V-shaped lines of their underwear were clearly visible. In the bank, there must have been many people following behind these mothers, just to catch a glimpse of their V-shaped camisoles clinging to their ample hips. It seemed that these mothers weren't necessarily conservative women; perhaps they wanted to dress sexily but were afraid of gossip.

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

"Oh my god..." I inhaled deeply, sniffing the scent. So fragrant... so fragrant... This must be the smell of Mom's breasts, right?

"Ah..." Then this little camisole... I picked up the matching panties, this purple, sheer mesh panties—wasn't that the one Mom wore the other day?

"Oh... 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 camisole, was what clung to Mom's private parts.

"Ah... oh my god... Mom..." I stuck out my tongue, wanting to lick what it tasted like, even though it had been washed, I still wanted to try.

Just as I was getting excited and about to taste Mom's private parts, the sound of a door closing brought me back to my senses.

"Mom, is that Mom back?" I started to panic and quickly put my underwear back.

Peeking through the crack in the door, it was indeed Mom, no doubt about it, but Mom was walking towards me. How could I tell?

Just as Mom entered the room, I said, "Mom, you're back. My head hurts a little, do you have any painkillers?"

"Oh...you have a headache? Let me see." Mom didn't suspect anything, stepped forward, and gently touched my forehead. "It's okay, you don't have a fever. Do you want to go back to the hospital?"

"No need, I'm actually fine, I'll probably be better soon."

At this moment, Mom's body was very close to mine. That scent...the scent emanating from Mom's body was different from the scent on her underwear. This was the scent of a mature woman like Mom, wasn't it?

"Mom, I'll go out first. If you still feel unwell, come back for your medicine."

I left the room, closing the door behind me, but deliberately leaving a small gap. I knew Mom would change out of her work suit, so I closed the door to reassure her.

I peeked through the door, my heart pounding. Through the small gap, I saw her remove her suit jacket; a white shirt couldn't hide her light blue bra, and her breasts stretched taut over the shirt. Mom's breasts were so big, so beautiful, a 34D—thinking back to the size of that bra, I realized how big her breasts 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 my mother's fair breast was exposed before me. My mother's 34D breasts were so beautiful, so fair and delicate. Were her areolas pink? Or a mature brown?

Hmm... a mature woman wearing only a tight skirt, stockings, bra, and panties...

Oh my god! Then Mom took off her pencil skirt and pantyhose. She was wearing pantyhose that reached her waist. As she took off her skirt, a pair of long, beautiful legs were revealed. Underneath the pantyhose was a sheer, lace, high-cut pantyhose. The light blue panties under the pantyhose not only gave Mom the charm of a mature woman, but also added a touch of youthful exuberance.

I controlled my excitement; my penis was 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..."

My mother lifted her shapely legs and took off her pantyhose. I waited, eager to peek at her body, which was only wearing underwear.

My mother'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 ejaculate again, but I couldn't. I had to hold back. Seeing my mother put on her pajamas, I rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on myself to extinguish my lust and lewd thoughts.

I found my mom to be so incredibly beautiful, and I'm completely captivated. Even when she's wearing casual loungewear, I can 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 reluctant, but I had no choice. I was actually 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 instead of going to the bathroom, I went to the washing machine and carefully and quietly took out the small bag containing my mother's underwear. These were her unwashed bras. She had worn them all day, and they had been in contact with her private parts all day. Just thinking about it made me feel hot and humid.

"Mmm...it's Mom's smell...oh..." The inside of the panties, the small part that clung tightly to Mom's private parts, that was the smell of Mom's private parts. There was still a little bit of Mom's secretion on it, from Mom's vagina.

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

"Mom's private parts, I indirectly licked Mom's vulva." My God! This stimulation was too intense, so much so that...I didn't notice my penis getting hot and swollen.

I took Mom's panties with me. I wanted to go back to the room to taste it carefully, to properly savor the taste of Mom's private parts.

Then I made another discovery: there was a dim light in Mom's room, and the door was ajar. I secretly peeked out to see what was going on.

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

"Honey...it's been so long, come on! I really want it..."

I didn't mishear; it was Mom's voice. Mom was making such a lewd request for sex. But it's understandable; Mom had been with me in the hospital for over a week, so it's inevitable that she would have physical needs.

"Honey, I want it so much...I really want it..."

"No...I'm so tired today!" Dad completely ignored Mom's request.

How awful! Such a beautiful woman wants to have sex with you, and you... you ignore her! Dad, are you trying to make Mom a bitter, resentful woman?!

Oh my god! Mom is wearing a sexy, sheer nightgown I've never seen before. She's lying on the bed, and in the dim light, I can vaguely see her beautiful figure. And it seems she's not wearing a bra.

Dad ignores Mom, and then... Mom actually starts licking Dad's... The way Mom is kneeling on the bed is so 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… come lick mine… come lick your own son’s…” Completely unconsciously, he pulled out his hot penis and started rubbing it.

“Mom… I love you… Ah… Mom, if you could help me too, that would be so good… Hmph… Ah… Mom…”

Watching his mother’s swaying figure in the dim light, he used the little camisole she had worn to stroke his 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 to rub my enormous penis, gazing at my mother's graceful body; I was almost at my limit. From this angle, my mother's sheer nightgown made her figure appear almost naked, her perfect form displayed before me without reservation.

"Ah... Mom... Mom... Let me satisfy you... Ah... Hmm... Ah... Ah..."

My hot semen shot all over my mother's panty, right onto that small area pressed against her private parts, giving me unparalleled pleasure, just like having sex with her.

"Swish... Swish... Swish..." My mother was showering.

I walked towards the bathroom, leaving my panty, soaked with my hot semen, at the doorway. My mother would definitely find it, she definitely would. What kind of surprised expression would she have? Unfortunately, I couldn't witness my mother's shocked expression. My appearance at this moment might cost me her.

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

[The End]

Writing incestuous stories is my way of letting my mind run wild in the space of my imagination. In real life, this is absolutely impossible. Please treat it as a way to vent your emotions.

In addition to incest, this story also contains some elements of sadomasochism. If you are not psychologically prepared, please do not read it. Any suggestions or criticisms are welcome.

(Chapter 1)

These past few days in the hospital have been the happiest days of 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 the doctor diagnosed me with a dislocated ankle, localized trauma, and a possible concussion, so I had to stay in the hospital for a few days.

Although I was in a lot of pain, I was still grateful because my mother had been taking care of me at the hospital for the past few days, and she had been sleeping there as well.

I knew the hospital chairs were very uncomfortable and must have made it difficult for my mother to sleep, and I felt very sorry for her suffering so much. However, I also enjoyed catching a glimpse of her sleeping posture.

Since I was old enough to understand, I've never had the chance to catch a glimpse of my mother's sleeping posture. I know it's perverted of me, and I know I have a severe Oedipus complex, but I've never had any lewd thoughts: incestuous sex, peeping at my mother's naked body... I've never thought about it. I don't even dare to look directly at my mother's clothed body.

I know that's forbidden, unacceptable to this society. As long as I can love my mother in private, that's enough. Even if my mother 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 falls asleep. That's right, that's all I did.

For the past few days, I've been pretending to be asleep, staying up until Mom 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'd stayed up the previous days, I was exhausted and fell asleep first…

“Mom…” After Mom fell asleep, I boldly and secretly got out of bed, walked to Mom's side, pressed myself close to her body, and took a deep breath. Mom's fragrance was so delicate and sweet, just the scent I loved. Yes, that's right.

“Mom… Mom… Mom…” I called out to Mom 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… My God, Mom's body was so alluring just from that part! I admired them closely.

I reached back to pull the blanket away and quickly squatted down. Mom shifted slightly, thinking I'd startled her by trying to pull the blanket off. I held my breath; I could feel my heart pounding. Thankfully, I hadn't woken her. Then I caught a glimpse of her shoes—strapless, 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... Oh my god..." Although Mom wasn't wearing pajamas in the hospital, but rather a suit, heaven was truly too kind to me, allowing me to see Mom's entire sleeping posture.

Looking at this body I had longed for day and night before me, Mom's legs were bent, her whole body arched.

This posture was so beautiful! Just like in my dreams.

"So beautiful... so beautiful... Mom, you are so beautiful!"

At the hem of her skirt, I noticed it was slightly open; perhaps I could glimpse a woman's most private parts through it...

"This is Mom's most private place... Ah, no!" I told myself no, I couldn't do this.

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

"Ah... Mom... I want... I want so much..." The lust in my heart had reached its peak, almost out of control, but I told myself no, I couldn't do this, I had to hold back!

"I can't molest 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 have to control myself. I can't do this. Just fantasizing about Mom's body is something a son shouldn't 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 reason couldn't control my senses, my eyes, which never left those full breasts.

The purple lace clung tightly to her, following 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 that mature woman.

"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 started to caress Mom's body. Even though I had to touch her through a layer of air, just doing so excited me.

"Ah...no! I have to..." I pulled out my swollen and uncomfortable penis and started to rub it...gazing at the body I had longed for, I started to masturbate.

"Ah...Mom...Mom...oh..." The hand stroking my penis brought pleasure to the glans, and this pleasure stimulated my nerves. I've never masturbated so intensely before. Every nerve in my body is taut, but this stimulation can't compare to...can't compare to the pleasure of gazing at my mother's body.

My gaze is fixed on my mother's chest: "Ah...Mom, you're so beautiful!"

The curves of her bra cling to her outer garment, revealing lace peeking through the fabric, which only excites me more.

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

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

"Ah...ah..." My hand, stroking my penis, is covered in white semen, feeling an unparalleled sense of pleasure throughout my body.

"Mom, I'm so sorry..."

"Huh? How could you do this? I'm your mother!"

Ah! His exposed penis and semen-covered hands were completely exposed to his mother.

"How could you, how could you do such a thing?"

"Oh no! I've been found out, it's all over... all over... all over... I'm doomed... How can I explain... how can I explain... how can I explain... ah... ah..."

He found himself lying in bed. Whew! It was just a dream.

He reached down and touched his genitals. He had a wet dream, he had a wet dream, he had such a erotic dream. But, thankfully, it was just a dream.

He turned to look at his mother. Yes, she was still fast asleep.

"Huh? This..."

(Chapter Two) Reality and Illusion

My mother was still lying there, fast asleep, which made me even more certain that this was just a dream. It was a dream, which reassured me a lot, as no one knew I had done something perverted.

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 did this is all 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, I had this internal dialogue. Although I had had lewd thoughts, my reason still told me that it was wrong.

"Mom..." Just as I was repenting, as if in a dream, the blanket covering the mature woman's body before me slipped down, flowing smoothly like water cascading from a height. My mother's mature and beautiful body was completely revealed before me, so much so that I couldn't believe it, nor did I want to believe it—this real body was right before my eyes.

The beauty before me captivated me, and reason lost its function. The rationality that had just forced me to repent was gone, and all the moral teachings I had been taught were completely cast aside. Now, my eyes were fixed on this mature woman, carefully admiring my own mother from head to toe, 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 silk stockings clung to her body, making her flawless legs even more captivating; her shirt couldn't contain her large, full breasts, which seemed poised to burst open at any moment, along with her mature and alluring face.

"Ah! Mom, it's Mom, right in front of me... right in front of me is my mother! I... how could I do this!"

A sliver of reason couldn't resist the primal instincts. The wet dream I'd just had was now burning and engorged again... unconsciously, or rather, driven by my primal desires, 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 started masturbating quickly... Ah! As long as it's Mom, I can quickly, quickly...

quickly ejaculate 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.

A few minutes later, seeing that my mother didn't react, I knew I had escaped again. Even though I was frightened, my thick penis hadn't subsided, and I started stroking it again. But almost at the same time, my mother twisted her body: "Hmm..."

My mother's moan?

The buttons on my mother's shirt came undone from the twisting, and her bra was exposed, the purple lace trim covering her half-exposed breasts, mature, yet still white and tender flesh...

"Ah..." I kept stroking it.

"Hmm! Hot... hot..."

I clearly heard my mother's voice, her 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, her masturbation was enough to ignite my lust.

Ah! Mmm...Mom, you're putting on this performance for me, aren't you?

"Ah...ah..." Faced with this exhilarating sight, I couldn't control myself. "Ah...ah...ah..." Hot, thick semen gushed from my body again—I ejaculated again for Mom.

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 Mom, how hard she worked for me, and I began to resent Dad. Why couldn't he let Mom live a happier life? Why did such a mature and beautiful woman like Mom have to suffer with him, having to work at the bank even after marriage?

...

Life had been like this for the past few days. Hospital life could only be described as utterly boring. I was in a four-person ward, where even peace and quiet were impossible. Of the three people sharing my ward, one was slightly older than me, seemed to be a college student, and was also injured in a car accident; the other two, however, looked anything but kind, having suffered knife wounds, and appeared to be local thugs.

"Hey, you're a high school student, right?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm in high school now."

"I'm in university."

Sure enough, he was a university student; he looked quite scholarly.

"That's great. University students must have a lot of free time, right? You can do whatever you want."

"It's alright." "

Bored? Are you even an adult... 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, this was incredibly stimulating! I devoured it like a treasure, carefully flipping through the pages.

"Ah, my God! So this is what a woman's vulva looks like..."

(After class, I couldn't wait to get home. I 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, this is incest, isn't this what I've been longing for deep down?" Seeing this, my emotions surged with excitement.

There were several more incestuous pictures at the end: a son rubbing his mother's breasts in the kitchen, the mother's wet vulva,

the mother sucking on her son's penis, fingers being sucked into the mother's vagina, the son's penis inserted into the mother's

vagina ...

Oh my god! This book was already stimulating enough, but it even contained incestuous content. This was too much for my senses, leaving me terrified and at a loss.

I handed the book back to him.

"How was it? Pretty good, right?"

"Hmm... I've never seen an erotic book with so much nudity."

"Oh, really? Don't blame me for corrupting you."

"Sorry, I want to sleep for a bit."

"Okay, I won't bother you."

I lay down on the bed, wanting to rest, and 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 coursing through my body, it was so uncomfortable… I finally managed to fall asleep, but 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 mother and I ate the dinner she had prepared, looking at the news reports on the wall, but my attention was focused on my mother’s face. My mother ate her meal gracefully, occasionally sticking out her tongue to moisten her lips; the spoon she used, after going into her mouth and taking it out, seemed to be glistening with her saliva; the fingers holding the spoon were so slender and elegant…

My reason seemed to be completely locked away, and I began to see incest as a beautiful thing of mutual affection, 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 accept it.

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

Even in my dreams, my mind was still planning incest, how to make love with my mother...

and various intimate images of me with her: rubbing her breasts, caressing her private parts, her sucking my penis... anything is possible in dreams.

"Mom... Mom, what are you doing..."

My mother was gently stroking my still-erect penis with her slender hands, then began to masturbate it.

"Ah... ah... um..."

It's a dream, isn't it? Even if it's just a dream, I'm willing.

"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 voice, unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar, it was him... But how could he be in my dream? What's going on?

My mother is kneeling on my bed, still using her slender jade hand to stroke my penis. The sensation is so real, it doesn't feel like a dream at all. And behind my mother, there are three people standing, the three people who shared my hospital room.

"No...Mom, don't do this..."

Mom looked up, gazing at me innocently. "Don't think like that, Mom isn't...Mom isn't like that..."

"Mom..."

"Quick, quick, take your son's big cock in your mouth!"

"Mom, no...don't listen to him..."

Mom hesitated, not doing as he said.

"Quick, quick!"

"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..."

"Fine! 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 cock!"

Oh my god, is this a dream? What a terrible nightmare! Wake up! But I know this terrible thing really happened; it wasn't a dream.

(Chapter 3)

Long time no see! I'm so sorry that Chapter 3 took so long to appear. I will speed up my writing pace in the future. Again, please give me your encouragement; your support is my motivation. Thank you!

This story contains incestuous elements. If you don't like it, please refrain from reading.

The glaring sunlight streamed in through the window, waking me from my bed. I looked around; everything seemed normal. My mother was no longer in the ward, leaving behind a note that appeared every day:

"Mom went to work. Take good care of yourself. I'll come over after work."

The glaring sunlight hurt my eyes, so I quickly got up to avoid the sun's attack. But then, a thought flashed through my mind: Was it a dream...?

Was last night a dream? How could it be a dream? How could a dream be so real? My mother's scent still lingers on me, the feeling of her rubbing my penis is so real, how could I have such a erotic dream?!

"Lick it, lick your son's cock!"

My genitals are incredibly swollen and painful, I desperately want to ejaculate. Under the coercion of others, my mother licks my large penis. I dare not open my eyes, I dare not see such a scene, even though I so desperately want it to happen. I keep my eyes tightly closed, not daring to look directly at my mother's face, but even so, I can still feel her movements.

In my mind, a lewd image of my mother has already formed: her slender, jade-like hands gently grasp the base of my penis, while her cherry-red lips, already possessing the charm of a mature woman, softly envelop my penis, containing my large cock within her warm mouth, while her wet, slippery tongue constantly slides across my glans, licking and teasing the most sensitive areas of my body, and occasionally sucking in and out of her mouth...

This kind of stimulation is a completely different feeling compared to masturbation, and it is my mother, whom I have been longing for day and night, licking and teasing me.

"Oh my god... ah... um..." I could easily feel my mother's warm saliva flowing across my penis, covering my entire shaft, from the glans to the scrotum, incredibly wet and slippery, the sensation was incredibly intense.

"Um... um..." I tried my best to hold back, waves of stimulation shooting through my genitals.

"Um..." I was about to climax! With my mother's licking, I knew I was about to ejaculate. But I couldn't, I couldn't ejaculate my cloudy semen into my mother's mouth, even on her body, I had to hold back! I could

no longer resist the surging tide of lust, I secretly half-opened my eyes, wanting to see my mother's beautiful face as she licked my penis. Ah! My mother squinted as she licked me. I knew she must be scared too, scared to see such an incestuous scene.

Even though she was forced to do something so contrary to common sense, there wasn't a trace of disgust on her face. Through her skillful movements, I could sense that she enjoyed oral sex and was immersed in the pleasure of licking my large penis. Her slender hands moved up and down, carefully licking the tip of my penis with her pink tongue, stimulating my glans with her taste buds, and occasionally sucking it in and out with her mouth…

My mother must love big penises too! Although it was unacceptable to society, licking her own son's penis like this… But, as long as it's a penis, Mom really enjoys licking it. Is that right?!

I suddenly had this thought: that Mom is a slutty woman who loves to suck big penises. No! Even if Mom licks like that, she's being coerced. She's not that kind of slutty woman, she's not actually that kind of whore!

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

Ah! But when I opened my eyes, what I saw… was… was… Mom was doing something even more slutty.

Because of the constant stroking and sucking... Mom swayed back and forth, her shoulder-length hair began to fall loosely over her forehead. She was incredibly beautiful; a mature woman toying with her disheveled hair, and when she parted it, she revealed a rosy, beautiful face, flushed with desire, a look of ecstasy, wild yet blissful.

Whenever you saw such a face, you would 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 big cock would slip out of her cherry-like mouth. She was determined to keep the big cock in her mouth and lick it no matter what. Only a lewd woman who loves big cocks 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 eyes met my mother's, and we both froze, as if the air between us had solidified, and time had stopped.

My big cock was incredibly wet and shiny, covered with countless drops of saliva secreted from my mother's mouth. Excessive saliva flowed from Mom's half-open mouth, dripping naturally onto my penis, forming a thin, watery trickle.

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? You're all wet down there, aren't you? If you want it, lick it now!"

...Wet! Mom's vulva was wet, secreting warm, lustful fluid... all because of me, because of my big cock.

"No... I didn't... Don't talk nonsense!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and lick..."

Mom hesitated for a moment, then he pressed her head close to my penis, forcing her to take my dark red, huge glans into her small mouth.

"Ah... um..." After a while, the pleasure from before started stimulating me again, ah! The stroking of my hands, the sucking of my mouth, the licking of my tongue, and the stimulation of my taste buds... um, I still stubbornly held back, I knew I absolutely couldn't...

I absolutely couldn't ejaculate that dirty stuff, but even though my lower body was constantly being stimulated,

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

"Ah... what are you doing!" Mom cried out in fright.

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

"Don't do this! Don't touch my mom's body!" I shouted with difficulty.

"Don't be nervous, I won't do anything rash, I won't take your mother away. Hmm... noble mother, you're very wet down there..."

"Don't talk nonsense! No... I didn't!"

He winked, and another person came over and grabbed the mother...

"What are you going to do?!"

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, it's just... just... let your son see how wet you are down there, let your son know that you can be as wet for him too." Oh

my god! This... this completely left me speechless, I could only watch helplessly.

"No... ah... no... please don't do this..."

Ignoring the mother's pleas, he spread her legs, making her straddle me. Even through her silk panties, less than ten centimeters of my mother's genitals were still exposed to me.

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

They forcibly pulled her hands away, and my enormous penis was forced into her mouth again.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...no...no...waaaah..." my mother moaned.

Waves of stimulation shot through my glans; my mother, powerless to resist, could only choke back sobs as she licked my large penis.

I couldn't believe it—before me was my mother's mature, full buttocks, the object of my long-held 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 pubic hair on her lower abdomen, so abundant and dense...Then my gaze remained fixed on my mother's body, on the most mysterious private parts of a woman.

The fabric covering Mom's private parts wasn't as thin as lace, so it wasn't clear; only the shape was vaguely visible. But I superimposed the image of a woman's private parts from the adult book I'd read yesterday with my mother's.

A moment later, I snapped out of it, swallowed hard, my gaze still fixed on Mom's mysterious area. Was this what it meant to be wet? There was a water stain on the fabric clinging to her private parts. This was… this was what it meant to be wet—Mom was wet because of me, wet from the excitement of licking my big cock.

"Ah... um..." Mom's licking is so amazing, I want...

"Want to see? Your mother's most private place..."

"Waaah... waaah... no... don't look..." Mom tried her best to resist, but the man still held her head down, making her still have my penis in her mouth.

"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.

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

I was stunned, I could only watch his actions.

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

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

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

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ooh...ah...ah..." Mom broke free and screamed loudly.

"What are you doing! Don't touch my mom..."

"See? Your mom is really enjoying it! You don't want me to touch your mom? Hmm...okay, then you touch her, you touch her...you touch her...and I won't touch her."

Although this was my inner desire, I absolutely couldn't lay a hand on her, absolutely not!

"You won't touch me? My noble mother, your son wants to touch your private parts, but he's too afraid to do it. Mother, would you rather a stranger like me touch you, or your own son? The decision is yours!"

My mother turned to me innocently. "Son, this isn't 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…" My mother's voice trembled.

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

"Hey, hurry up! Or I'll take you!"

"No…don't touch my mom…"

Good heavens! How could this be? My mother was asking me to touch her genitals. Ah! This…this is such a wonderful thing. My mother 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 swelling up…swelling up bigger than ever before.

“Hurry…hurry up! My good son…save your mother…don’t let other people’s dirty hands touch your mother’s body. Good son…touch…touch your mother…”

I knew my mother was saying these words out of desperation, but…I couldn’t control myself. In my mind, my mother had become a slut who craved to have her private parts touched.

I trembled as I raised my hand and slowly placed it on my mother’s buttocks. Even through her silk panties, I could still feel my mother’s body temperature. I began to move my hand around... Perhaps out of fear, I didn't dare to stroke her too hard. I gently caressed my mother's plump buttocks, but...

"Mmm... mmm..." Perhaps this was more stimulating for my mother, because she actually let out a moan.

Then my gaze moved to my mother'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 my mother 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 underwear, I could feel the softness of her labia. My fingers touched the slippery crevice between her labia. This…this…I knew I had touched my mother's most private place—her vulva. Entering this crevice meant entering her vagina.

I felt an overwhelming excitement, and absentmindedly stroked my fingers back and forth.

"Mmm…" My mother shifted her body.

Was she aroused? Was it from the caresses?

"Ah...can you feel it? 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 started rubbing it.

Just as I was rubbing my mother's clitoris, "Ah...ah...um..." my mother twisted her body violently.

I couldn't stop my fingers, "Um...um...ah...ah...um ooh..." Hearing my mother's moans made me speed up my finger movements.

"Ah...ah...ah...um ooh ah...ah ah ooh...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 lustful fluid flowing from my mother's vulva, I kept stroking her clitoris rapidly.

“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. I was such a wicked son, wanting to see my own mother climax.

“Ah…um…ah…Mom…Mom, why are you…” Her slender jade hands played with my large penis, her tongue licking it incessantly, along with the sucking as she moved in and out.

“Ah…ah…Mom…” My mother probably couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to suck my big cock. My mother was licking my penis lewdly, the waves of intense stimulation overwhelming me.

"Ah...oh...so good...Mom...Mom...Mom...good...licking me so well...I...I...so good...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 my mother to also scream wildly in a daze. I never thought I could make my mother feel so good, that I could excite her, that I could make her orgasm.

"Ah... um... ah... um... ah... 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 everything from our bodies.

Thick white semen spurted from the tip of my big cock. As it spurted, I hurriedly pulled my cock out of my mother's mouth, but half of the semen still ended up in her mouth, while the rest of the semen scattered and sprayed onto my mother's beautiful face and her 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 shudder, a large patch of my mother's silk panties was soaked with her own vaginal fluids, so wet... Through the damp silk fabric, I could clearly see my mother's vulva, I could see her most private flesh. My God

! How could this be? Such a vivid memory, how could it be a dream? Absolutely not! How could it be a dream? Everything felt so real, every touch so unforgettable... No! It couldn't just be a dream.

I thought to myself, but I wasn't entirely sure I could convince myself it wasn't a dream.

This is real, I can't even be sure myself, what exactly is this...

(Chapter 4) The Sprouting of Evil Thoughts

I still can't understand what's wrong with me these past few days. I can barely distinguish between dreams and reality, it's like an unimaginable erotic dream, everything I wanted in the dream happened.

In the dream, it wasn't just that I had lewd thoughts of peeping at my mother's body, but also that my mother was frantically licking my penis. Such a scene, incest between mother and son, is it a dream? All these memories are just dreams, God!

How I wish all of this were real, not just an illusionary dream.

But, whether it's real or an illusion, what's truly terrible is that I can't tell at all whether this is a dream or reality. Damn it, let me figure this all out! Even if it's not what I hoped for, even if it really happened, even if it's just a fantasy, I still need to get to the bottom of it!

My mind was a complete 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 was suddenly startled: "Those two... where are they?" I snapped back to reality, realizing that the two people weren't in the ward.

"You're awake? The doctor said you can be discharged!"

My father appeared before me, startling me.

"You can be discharged now. Dad will come to take you home."

"Where's Mom?"

"Mom went to work, and Dad has to go to work soon too. Just stay home and rest."

On the way home, the lewd dream from last night still lingered in my mind. It was just a dream, nothing more. I had impure thoughts about my mother's body, and it was these impure thoughts that made me have this dream. I wanted it to be real, so I kept treating it as real. I tried hard to convince myself that it was all a dream.

But actually, I didn't quite understand myself. Last night, when my mother licked my penis, it was indeed just a dream. However, I had forgotten how perverted I was that night, how I peeked at my mother's sleeping body, rubbed my own hot penis, and defiled my mother's sacred body with my own semen...

"Stay home and rest, Dad has to go to work."

"Leaving me alone at home, doesn't he think I'm a patient?" Alone at home, I was incredibly bored. My mother's beautiful figure and her clean body resurfaced in my mind.

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

My mom in her pajamas, an apron wrapped around her neck, cooking in the kitchen; my mom in casual clothes before bed; and then there's my mom, who excites me most, in a uniform with stockings and high-heeled sandals, showing off her beautiful legs.

"Ah...so beautiful...I love Mom's outfit like this." Even...even my mom's naked body, which I've never seen before, flashes through my mind.

My mom is completely naked except for a bra and a small pair of panties, exposed almost entirely to her son. The mother lowered her head shyly, unable to look her son in the eye, unwilling to see his hot penis, unwilling to see him masturbating in front of her. Perhaps she was afraid, afraid... afraid to see her son rubbing his penis against her body; or perhaps the reason she didn't watch him masturbate was... that she herself didn't feel disgusted, didn't feel disgusted by her son's disrespectful actions, but was afraid that she herself would feel excited by his actions, that she would feel an intense itching in her own genitals because of his hot penis. The mother was afraid, afraid that she was this kind of woman.

My mother lowered her head, her face flushed with shyness. Even though she was wearing underwear, she still timidly covered her genitals with one hand and hugged her soft, white breasts 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 my thick semen in front of you... Mom... I want to shoot all my semen on you... You'll like it too, right... 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 shot out from my body, and I felt a wave of comfort wash over me: "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 cunt."

In just a few days, my feelings for my mother had gone from liking to loving, and now an immoral thought filled my mind: I want to have Mom. Even if it's an evil thought, I can't care anymore. Mom, I must have your body!

(Chapter 5)

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

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

I can't definitively tell myself that the woman in my dreams is my mother; I dare not confront the incestuous thoughts deep within my mind.

But now, I want her, I want to have my mother. This desire filled my mind, my thoughts were free, I let my mind be free. I must have my mother, telling myself it wasn't some immoral thought, maybe my mother was also longing for my body.

And so I lay in bed, falling asleep with lewd thoughts...

When I woke up, I hadn't forgotten the lust in my heart, but I also clearly understood that having my mother wouldn't be easy. Even if my mother wanted my body, getting her to break free from traditional constraints wouldn't be so simple. But no matter how difficult it was, I... I must have my mother's body, abandoning all moral constraints, I want to know all of my mother's secrets.

While my mother was still out, and it would be a while before she returned, I went to her room, wanting to uncover all her secrets. Opening her wardrobe, a mature woman's fragrance made me dizzy and incredibly excited. I 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 were bras and panties…

My mother is a conservative woman, isn't she? Although there were several styles of close-fitting bras and panties, each made of lace and sheer, slightly transparent material, there were none of the erotic lingerie I had imagined.

But upon closer inspection, these mothers' underwear all featured high slits and high waists. These high-slit camisoles, paired with their tight skirts, meant that even through the skirts, the V-shaped lines of their underwear were clearly visible. In the bank, there must have been many people following behind these mothers, just to catch a glimpse of their V-shaped camisoles clinging to their ample hips. It seemed that these mothers weren't necessarily conservative women; perhaps they wanted to dress sexily but were afraid of gossip.

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

"Oh my god..." I inhaled deeply, sniffing the scent. So fragrant... so fragrant... This must be the smell of Mom's breasts, right?

"Ah..." Then this little camisole... I picked up the matching panties, this purple, sheer mesh panties—wasn't that the one Mom wore the other day?

"Oh... 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 camisole, was what clung to Mom's private parts.

"Ah... oh my god... Mom..." I stuck out my tongue, wanting to lick what it tasted like, even though it had been washed, I still wanted to try.

Just as I was getting excited and about to taste Mom's private parts, the sound of a door closing brought me back to my senses.

"Mom, is that Mom back?" I started to panic and quickly put my underwear back.

Peeking through the crack in the door, it was indeed Mom, no doubt about it, but Mom was walking towards me. How could I tell?

Just as Mom entered the room, I said, "Mom, you're back. My head hurts a little, do you have any painkillers?"

"Oh...you have a headache? Let me see." Mom didn't suspect anything, stepped forward, and gently touched my forehead. "It's okay, you don't have a fever. Do you want to go back to the hospital?"

"No need, I'm actually fine, I'll probably be better soon."

At this moment, Mom's body was very close to mine. That scent...the scent emanating from Mom's body was different from the scent on her underwear. This was the scent of a mature woman like Mom, wasn't it?

"Mom, I'll go out first. If you still feel unwell, come back for your medicine."

I left the room, closing the door behind me, but deliberately leaving a small gap. I knew Mom would change out of her work suit, so I closed the door to reassure her.

I peeked through the door, my heart pounding. Through the small gap, I saw her remove her suit jacket; a white shirt couldn't hide her light blue bra, and her breasts stretched taut over the shirt. Mom's breasts were so big, so beautiful, a 34D—thinking back to the size of that bra, I realized how big her breasts 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 my mother's fair breast was exposed before me. My mother's 34D breasts were so beautiful, so fair and delicate. Were her areolas pink? Or a mature brown?

Hmm... a mature woman wearing only a tight skirt, stockings, bra, and panties...

Oh my god! Then Mom took off her pencil skirt and pantyhose. She was wearing pantyhose that reached her waist. As she took off her skirt, a pair of long, beautiful legs were revealed. Underneath the pantyhose was a sheer, lace, high-cut pantyhose. The light blue panties under the pantyhose not only gave Mom the charm of a mature woman, but also added a touch of youthful exuberance.

I controlled my excitement; my penis was 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..."

My mother lifted her shapely legs and took off her pantyhose. I waited, eager to peek at her body, which was only wearing underwear.

My mother'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 ejaculate again, but I couldn't. I had to hold back. Seeing my mother put on her pajamas, I rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on myself to extinguish my lust and lewd thoughts.

I found my mother to be incredibly beautiful, and I was completely captivated. Even when she was wearing casual loungewear, I could still get an erection from her every move.

After dinner, Dad told me to rest early and go to bed. I was reluctant, but I had no choice; I was actually quite tired. I fell asleep almost immediately 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 instead of going to the bathroom, I went to the washing machine and carefully and quietly took out the small bag containing my mother's underwear. These were her unwashed bras, which she had worn all day. They had been in contact with her private parts all day, and just thinking about it made me feel hot and humid.

"Mmm...it's Mom's smell...oh..." The inside of the panties, the small part that clung tightly to Mom's private parts, that was the smell of Mom's private parts. There was still a little bit of Mom's secretion on it, from Mom's vagina.

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

"Mom's private parts, I indirectly licked Mom's vulva." My God! This stimulation was too intense, so much so that...I didn't notice my penis getting hot and swollen.

I took Mom's panties with me. I wanted to go back to the room to taste it carefully, to properly savor the taste of Mom's private parts.

Then I made another discovery: there was a dim light in Mom's room, and the door was ajar. I secretly peeked out to see what was going on.

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

"Honey...it's been so long, come on! I really want it..."

I didn't mishear; it was Mom's voice. Mom was making such a lewd request for sex. But it's understandable; Mom had been with me in the hospital for over a week, so it's inevitable that she would have physical needs.

"Honey, I want it so much...I really want it..."

"No...I'm so tired today!" Dad completely ignored Mom's request.

How awful! Such a beautiful woman wants to have sex with you, and you... you ignore her! Dad, are you trying to make Mom a bitter, resentful woman?!

Oh my god! Mom is wearing a sexy, sheer nightgown I've never seen before. She's lying on the bed, and in the dim light, I can vaguely see her beautiful figure. And it seems she's not wearing a bra.

Dad ignores Mom, and then... Mom actually starts licking Dad's... The way Mom is kneeling on the bed is so 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… come lick mine… come lick your own son’s…” Completely unconsciously, I pulled out my hot penis and started 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 Mom 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 shower? I kept rubbing my huge penis, looking at Mom's graceful body, I was almost at my limit. From this angle, Mom's sheer nightgown made her figure look like she wasn't wearing anything at all, her perfect figure completely exposed before me.

"Ah... Mom... Mom... let me satisfy you... ah... um... ah... ah..."

Hot semen shot all over Mom's panty, right onto that small area pressed against her private parts, just like having sex with Mom, I got unparalleled pleasure.

"Swish... swish... whoosh..." Mom was showering.

I went to the bathroom, and left the panty covered in my hot semen at the door. Mom would definitely find it, she definitely would, what kind of surprised expression would Mom have? Unfortunately, I couldn't be there to witness my mother's shocked expression. My appearance at this moment might cost me her.

Back in my room, lying on my bed, my mind kept replaying my mother's reaction. She would definitely guess it was me; maybe she would even ingest all my semen!!

[The End]

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