One weekend more than a month later, my son invited me to watch the football league of their school's graduating class.
I readily agree
But my son refused to let me drive him to school, saying that his classmates would laugh at him for being spoiled when they saw him.
I asked how to go, and he said, "You can ride a bicycle."
When I thought, this was quite fresh. I hadn't taken a bicycle for many years, so I agreed.
The afternoon game was very exciting. My son, who played as a striker, scored 2 goals and won the game 3:0.
Seeing my strong son running on the court sweating profusely, I felt like I was a girl in my school days. My son was so handsome!
On the way home, my son was pedaling his bicycle quickly, while I sat sideways in the seat behind me, swaying around. It was so warm. I gently put my hand on my son's waist.
So strong!
Mom! Hold it tight! It’s getting dark, I’m going to ride faster! My son suddenly said in front
I quickly wrapped my hands tightly around my son's tight and strong waist and leaned on my body...
My son rode fast, and I felt a different feeling: my son had a strong smell of sweat after the game, but when I smelled it, it was a strong manly feeling
So familiar, so long-lost, so kind, so charming, I couldn't help but feel intoxicated. Involuntarily, I tightened the power of my hands, as if I wanted to seize everything!
And my face slowly and tightly pressed against my son's already wet back...
At this moment, I have a strong attachment, and I feel like I have been in a long-lost relationship, enjoying the comfort of my close lover!
It's so intoxicating...
Mom! My classmates praised you for your beauty today! During dinner, my son sat across the street and said
Haha! What Ah! Mom is 36 years old! That's pretty! I was naturally very happy when I heard it, but my mouth was wrong
Where! You look at most 27,8! My son stopped the meal and said seriously
Haha! Really? Mom looks so young? I have been very concerned about my son’s evaluation of me recently. When I heard my son say this, I was immediately overjoyed
Really! They all said... they all said when did I find someone so... so beautiful... girlfriend... the son said hesitantly
Hearing this, I felt my heart almost jumped out
What's going on?
Why am I so nervous? My son is just praising me for being beautiful and saying I am young. Why is my son’s classmates mistakenly thinking that I am his girlfriend? I’m so nervous?
I can't explain myself
Then... what did you say? I hesitated and tentatively said, and I didn't know what answer I wanted. I thought it was yes and no. My heart was so chaotic
I...I didn't explain, ignored them and left... My son lowered his head and said softly slowly.
What does this mean?
Why doesn't my son explain?
What does not explain mean?
In front of his classmates, I am his girlfriend?
No way!
I suddenly started to feel excited
It's all bad for mom. I've been to your school too few. Your classmates don't know me. I'll take them home to play next time when I have time. I said this
I don't know how I could say such a sentence, but I didn't say anything easily. It seemed that I wanted to relieve my son and I were a little embarrassed now.
But then again, my son has good grades and is very obedient. I usually rarely go to their school, so it is no wonder his classmates misunderstood
The son didn't say anything, picked up the dishes and continued to eat
Son, mom asked you, what kind of girl do you want to find as your girlfriend? I suddenly asked this question, even I thought it was strange.
Where is this? My son is still in his third year of high school. How can he be a mother encourage his son to find a girlfriend at this key point?
Like my mother... My son answered without thinking, and looked at me intently
Oh my God!
How could I stand such a hot look? I avoided it
But my heart felt like I had a blow to the five flavor bottle. It was really full of flavors, with surprise, joy, love and worry... What does my son mean?
I know that my son is attached to me, but I still didn't expect that such a straightforward statement is really like the son mentioned in the Mature Women Forum. This is a typical Oedipus complex?
My heart suddenly became uncontrollably ecstatic. I didn't know what I was happy or what I was looking forward to.
Don't talk nonsense! Have a good meal and talk to you. Don't have a girlfriend in the third year of high school! Let's talk about it after college! Have a meal! I pretended to interrupt this topic, but I felt happy in my heart...
After I knew my son had an Oedipus complex, I began to pay attention to his behavior
I found that this guy started staring at me from time to time, his eyes fixed, which often made me feel a little embarrassed.
Sometimes I am doing housework, and when I look back suddenly, this guy will stand on my back as if he suddenly appears. I am sure he must be watching me
I can't be sure whether it's my people or my body
Moreover, I found that this guy has become more and more clingy recently. He always likes to take me out shopping and walk on weekends. He likes to hold my hand and hold me right next to me if you have something to do.
Why did this Oedipus complex suddenly become flooded?
However, I don’t seem to reject these small actions in my heart. On the contrary, I am still vaguely looking forward to some of my son’s intimate actions.
What's wrong with me?
What exactly do I want to do?
During this period, I would like to watch that forum at night as usual. I seemed to be fascinated by it and couldn't extricate myself from it.
Self-deprecation before bed has become my compulsory course every night
well……
I got up early that morning, slept well last night, and felt refreshed
I pushed open the door of the master bedroom to go out to make breakfast, and suddenly I found a pool of stains at the door. I bent down, touched it with my hand, and put it on my nose and smelled it... Oh my God!
It's semen!
I was shocked!
There is only one person in this room that has this function, how could it be at the door of the master bedroom?
What is the son doing?
Could it be... Did my son find out that I was masturbating?
He was so vigorous that he couldn't help but masturbate?
Oh my God!
I dare not think about it anymore!
Strangely, at this moment, the shyness in my heart is far greater than anger. Is this the reaction that a normal mother should have?
From that day on, I locked the door of the master bedroom every night when I sleep
But, my heart is really empty, what's going on?
What am I looking forward to?
During this period, the browsing of forums, the experience of many incest mothers, the immersion of some incest novels, some incest pictures that make people blush, and some selfies of the parties involved. I feel that my psychology has changed. The original deep-rooted views and thoughts have been shaken. I always feel that I am looking forward to something happening...
That weekend, I agreed to go hiking with my son. It was 8:30 and the little lazy man couldn't get up. After I prepared breakfast, I pushed open his door and told him to get up.
I was stunned!
My son is still sleeping, but he is naked and the quilt is kicked aside
But my eyes were staring at a cock so huge and long between my son's legs. It was black and blue veins were exposed. It looked so fierce, and it seemed to be showing off its power to me.
It's really big and thick, much bigger than his dad's! What am I thinking about!
Everyone knows that young boys, especially young men who have not experienced frequent sex, will have morning erections.
When I saw my son's penis, I felt dry mouth and my breathing became heavier
Suddenly, I saw something in my son's hand and looked carefully
oh!
Oh my God!
It's my black stockings!
No wonder I couldn't find my black stockings two days ago, and it turned out that this guy stole it
After walking over and looking carefully, there were pools of dried block stains on the stockings, you could tell at a glance that it was my son's semen!
It turned out that my son stole my black stockings and masturbated with it!
I suddenly didn't know what it felt. What was strange was that a leisurely pride, joy, and the feeling of need filled my brain. Seeing my son masturbating with my stockings, I was actually happy!
Instead of waking my son, I quietly slipped out again, covering my mouth and laughing...
I must be a bad mother! I must have something wrong with me!
I readily agree
But my son refused to let me drive him to school, saying that his classmates would laugh at him for being spoiled when they saw him.
I asked how to go, and he said, "You can ride a bicycle."
When I thought, this was quite fresh. I hadn't taken a bicycle for many years, so I agreed.
The afternoon game was very exciting. My son, who played as a striker, scored 2 goals and won the game 3:0.
Seeing my strong son running on the court sweating profusely, I felt like I was a girl in my school days. My son was so handsome!
On the way home, my son was pedaling his bicycle quickly, while I sat sideways in the seat behind me, swaying around. It was so warm. I gently put my hand on my son's waist.
So strong!
Mom! Hold it tight! It’s getting dark, I’m going to ride faster! My son suddenly said in front
I quickly wrapped my hands tightly around my son's tight and strong waist and leaned on my body...
My son rode fast, and I felt a different feeling: my son had a strong smell of sweat after the game, but when I smelled it, it was a strong manly feeling
So familiar, so long-lost, so kind, so charming, I couldn't help but feel intoxicated. Involuntarily, I tightened the power of my hands, as if I wanted to seize everything!
And my face slowly and tightly pressed against my son's already wet back...
At this moment, I have a strong attachment, and I feel like I have been in a long-lost relationship, enjoying the comfort of my close lover!
It's so intoxicating...
Mom! My classmates praised you for your beauty today! During dinner, my son sat across the street and said
Haha! What Ah! Mom is 36 years old! That's pretty! I was naturally very happy when I heard it, but my mouth was wrong
Where! You look at most 27,8! My son stopped the meal and said seriously
Haha! Really? Mom looks so young? I have been very concerned about my son’s evaluation of me recently. When I heard my son say this, I was immediately overjoyed
Really! They all said... they all said when did I find someone so... so beautiful... girlfriend... the son said hesitantly
Hearing this, I felt my heart almost jumped out
What's going on?
Why am I so nervous? My son is just praising me for being beautiful and saying I am young. Why is my son’s classmates mistakenly thinking that I am his girlfriend? I’m so nervous?
I can't explain myself
Then... what did you say? I hesitated and tentatively said, and I didn't know what answer I wanted. I thought it was yes and no. My heart was so chaotic
I...I didn't explain, ignored them and left... My son lowered his head and said softly slowly.
What does this mean?
Why doesn't my son explain?
What does not explain mean?
In front of his classmates, I am his girlfriend?
No way!
I suddenly started to feel excited
It's all bad for mom. I've been to your school too few. Your classmates don't know me. I'll take them home to play next time when I have time. I said this
I don't know how I could say such a sentence, but I didn't say anything easily. It seemed that I wanted to relieve my son and I were a little embarrassed now.
But then again, my son has good grades and is very obedient. I usually rarely go to their school, so it is no wonder his classmates misunderstood
The son didn't say anything, picked up the dishes and continued to eat
Son, mom asked you, what kind of girl do you want to find as your girlfriend? I suddenly asked this question, even I thought it was strange.
Where is this? My son is still in his third year of high school. How can he be a mother encourage his son to find a girlfriend at this key point?
Like my mother... My son answered without thinking, and looked at me intently
Oh my God!
How could I stand such a hot look? I avoided it
But my heart felt like I had a blow to the five flavor bottle. It was really full of flavors, with surprise, joy, love and worry... What does my son mean?
I know that my son is attached to me, but I still didn't expect that such a straightforward statement is really like the son mentioned in the Mature Women Forum. This is a typical Oedipus complex?
My heart suddenly became uncontrollably ecstatic. I didn't know what I was happy or what I was looking forward to.
Don't talk nonsense! Have a good meal and talk to you. Don't have a girlfriend in the third year of high school! Let's talk about it after college! Have a meal! I pretended to interrupt this topic, but I felt happy in my heart...
After I knew my son had an Oedipus complex, I began to pay attention to his behavior
I found that this guy started staring at me from time to time, his eyes fixed, which often made me feel a little embarrassed.
Sometimes I am doing housework, and when I look back suddenly, this guy will stand on my back as if he suddenly appears. I am sure he must be watching me
I can't be sure whether it's my people or my body
Moreover, I found that this guy has become more and more clingy recently. He always likes to take me out shopping and walk on weekends. He likes to hold my hand and hold me right next to me if you have something to do.
Why did this Oedipus complex suddenly become flooded?
However, I don’t seem to reject these small actions in my heart. On the contrary, I am still vaguely looking forward to some of my son’s intimate actions.
What's wrong with me?
What exactly do I want to do?
During this period, I would like to watch that forum at night as usual. I seemed to be fascinated by it and couldn't extricate myself from it.
Self-deprecation before bed has become my compulsory course every night
well……
I got up early that morning, slept well last night, and felt refreshed
I pushed open the door of the master bedroom to go out to make breakfast, and suddenly I found a pool of stains at the door. I bent down, touched it with my hand, and put it on my nose and smelled it... Oh my God!
It's semen!
I was shocked!
There is only one person in this room that has this function, how could it be at the door of the master bedroom?
What is the son doing?
Could it be... Did my son find out that I was masturbating?
He was so vigorous that he couldn't help but masturbate?
Oh my God!
I dare not think about it anymore!
Strangely, at this moment, the shyness in my heart is far greater than anger. Is this the reaction that a normal mother should have?
From that day on, I locked the door of the master bedroom every night when I sleep
But, my heart is really empty, what's going on?
What am I looking forward to?
During this period, the browsing of forums, the experience of many incest mothers, the immersion of some incest novels, some incest pictures that make people blush, and some selfies of the parties involved. I feel that my psychology has changed. The original deep-rooted views and thoughts have been shaken. I always feel that I am looking forward to something happening...
That weekend, I agreed to go hiking with my son. It was 8:30 and the little lazy man couldn't get up. After I prepared breakfast, I pushed open his door and told him to get up.
I was stunned!
My son is still sleeping, but he is naked and the quilt is kicked aside
But my eyes were staring at a cock so huge and long between my son's legs. It was black and blue veins were exposed. It looked so fierce, and it seemed to be showing off its power to me.
It's really big and thick, much bigger than his dad's! What am I thinking about!
Everyone knows that young boys, especially young men who have not experienced frequent sex, will have morning erections.
When I saw my son's penis, I felt dry mouth and my breathing became heavier
Suddenly, I saw something in my son's hand and looked carefully
oh!
Oh my God!
It's my black stockings!
No wonder I couldn't find my black stockings two days ago, and it turned out that this guy stole it
After walking over and looking carefully, there were pools of dried block stains on the stockings, you could tell at a glance that it was my son's semen!
It turned out that my son stole my black stockings and masturbated with it!
I suddenly didn't know what it felt. What was strange was that a leisurely pride, joy, and the feeling of need filled my brain. Seeing my son masturbating with my stockings, I was actually happy!
Instead of waking my son, I quietly slipped out again, covering my mouth and laughing...
I must be a bad mother! I must have something wrong with me!
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