Chapter 4: Sneak

Last time I talked about my sister going to college, and I went to junior high school nearby, and I lived in a rental house, and my mother worked in my uncle's factory. I don't know the details, so it should be some assembly line jobs, and I got it as convenient as possible. At that time, I would have to go to junior high school, and I would just live in high school or something.

The place where I live is a town, but it is not urbanized, it is just a little outside the village. If I want to go to my grandmother's house, I only take a car for more than an hour, but it is indeed much more convenient to go to school. My mother and I live in that little place, and people always have to go out of the countryside to go to big cities. It's a small step.

But after all, it's not my own home, so many places are different. There is only one room, including the bathroom. Moreover, the bathroom has no door, and it's just a curtain. It's impossible to have a toilet or something. So Spittoon Jun came out. Anyway, I went to the public toilet every time to solve it. This thing is annoying. I accidentally knocked it over and almost got beaten to death by my mother.

The kitchen is also used with other residents, just in one place, a gas stove. Fortunately, we use it with another family, otherwise we would not have time to eat. However, I am not the kind of person who cannot afford to suffer. I have never complained about this environment. After all, there are not too many people who live harder than me. Although my family is not rich at all, I have eaten well and dressed warmly, and there has been no malnutrition.

As I said just now, there is only one room, so I usually sleep in the same bed with my mom. Fortunately, the bed is big enough. Sometimes it is hot and I like to sleep on the floor, which is cooler.

I also said before that since my sister discovered my bad behavior, I have not dared to do anything out of order for a long time, but this kind of self-discipline is really a fragile thing. Just like when we always have to make up our minds to do something, we will always fail because of a little temptation on the road to persist. I am a good example

Since I was in junior high school, my figure has started to grow wildly. I am a very thin person. I don’t look like a few taels of meat. I grow to 1.7 meters and still look weak. But this is just an appearance. In fact, I am good in all aspects. I am in the front of school sports and other things, and I have also participated in table tennis competitions.

During that time, I felt that my energy was always nowhere to vent, so I developed the bad habit of masturbating often. Masturbation is really bad for people. And when I was developing and growing, my face began to turn yellow. My mother thought I was sick. Later, she went to see a Chinese medicine doctor. The Chinese medicine prescribed some kidney-tonifying medicines for me. Oh, it's really, now that the medicine is also bitter enough when I think about it.

But this medicine is quite powerful, my improvement is getting better and better, and I rarely masturbate, and my energy is getting more and more energetic

In fact, these are just laying the groundwork for my next deviant behavior. Youth is always so beautiful

But my youth didn't pay attention to the female students in the same school as me. I don't know why, but I feel that they are very young, not because of their bad figures, but I don't feel attracted to the opposite sex. I like to observe a few female teachers, all of them are women in their 30s.

Until one day, I was in a state of youthful restlessness and a little dissatisfaction with desires and was completely shot down by an opportunity.

I remember it very clearly. It was still one winter. I came home early and found that my mother had not come back yet. She often had to work overtime in the factory. Many times I slept before she came back.

I cooked something myself and went to bed to watch TV after taking a shower. At that time, I put on a curtain next to me because of taking a shower. I jumped on the bed after taking a shower. There is no more comfortable place than bed in winter

I was watching the martial arts novels hidden in my schoolbag on the bed. At that time, I happened to see some intimate scenes of men and women. There was no explicit description, but I still saw my younger brother hard. When I was about to take a plane for a long time and indulge myself, my mother opened the door and came in. I just took three tissues at that time. My younger brother was exposed outside. I was so scared that I hid in the quilt and didn't even have time to turn over. I closed my eyes and pretended to fall asleep. It was very late at that time. If I didn't sleep, I would be scolded by my mother.

I closed my eyes and listened to my mother walking. After a while, I heard the sound of my mother taking off her clothes. It was like I only took a shower once a week, but my mother loved to clean it. She would wash it once every three days when she was busy in the factory. You know, my little brother was still hard just now, and she was quite excited. When I heard this sound, I immediately began to yearn for a long time. It was winter outside, but my heart began to burn quietly. It was burning in the fire. I secretly opened a crack in my eyes, thinking that I was covered with a quilt, and I was not afraid of being discovered by my mother. At worst, I said I was awakened by her.

So just like when I was a child, I once again saw my mother's delicate body, which was still so beautiful, white and plump. After only a while, my mother walked to the place where she took a shower. But today I felt that God was favoring me, and my mother didn't even pull up the curtain and washed it directly. I knew she was just going to wash her sweat off, so she wouldn't wash it for a long time. My mother did only wash for about five minutes, but these five minutes were both pleasant and tormenting for me. Her lower body was so hard that she was dying. The heat of my mother's bath began to spread throughout the room. Surrounded by the heat, my mother's body seemed so tempting. I couldn't express the beautiful scenery at that time in words. I was almost stunned.

My mother was naked in front of me, washing her body with hot water, like a performance I had been looking forward to for a long time. The stage was only as big as a room, and I was the only audience. I quietly looked at my mother's beautiful body, which looked so beautiful under the light, but in this beauty, it was mixed with hot desires.

Time was short, and my mother finished washing quickly, but I guess my eyes were red at that time. I felt that I didn't even blink. From the beginning, my mother then put on thermal underwear and white shorts and went to bed. At this time, I didn't dare to look at it for fear that my mother would find that the switch of the light was on the side of me against the wall. I felt my mother moved over and turned off the lights. I smelled the fragrance of my mother in my nose. My rationality gradually became lost. I wanted to smell this smell all the time.

After the lights turned off, my mother fell asleep not long after. After all, I had been busy for a day, but I couldn't sleep at all. My lower body was as hard as iron. I could put a quilt out when I lay on the front. My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know what I was thinking. My mother's steady and regular breathing came from beside me. Finally, I couldn't help it. I decided to touch my mother's body. This decision was very bold. If my mother found out, it would not be solved by beating. My mother is not the kind of messy novels. The mother's vagina was flowing through the water when her son touched her. The first thing she found was that she was interrupted by my hand.

So I decided to be careful and wait for a while for my mother to fall asleep. Because she usually slept late, she would snore a little when she was tired, which was very light. But at that time I knew that my mother couldn't wake up.

Finally, under my quiet waiting, I heard my mother's slight yell. I felt like I heard a signal and began to slowly move towards my mother with my hands.

At that time, my mother and I were separated by two beddings, and in winter, I would put some clothes on the quilt, which was warmer, so it was quite difficult to put my hand into my mother's quilt. If my mother hadn't been tired and slept well, I wouldn't have the courage to do so.

I put some clothes first and put my hands into my mother's quilt to avoid the cold wind blowing to my mother. My mother and I fell asleep. I lay on my side and slowly put my hands into my mother's quilt. I listened carefully to my mother's slight squeal. Once it was broken, I immediately pulled my hands back.

It was only a few dozen centimeters away, but I felt that I had stretched out for a long time. Finally, my fingers felt the warmth in my mother's quilt. I felt excited inside, and I also increased my attention even more. I listened carefully with my ears.

My hands stopped for a while, and waited until my fingers were warmed up in my mother's quilt before I continued to slowly start moving forward

It was so quiet that night, only my mother sang slightly in the room, and I, who was in bed with my mother, finally touched my mother with my fingers. I felt it was my mother's calves. I felt like I was a treasure. I gently stroked it with my fingers. It felt so smooth and warm. Finally, I took the courage to put my whole hand on my mother's calves. At that time, my mother was sleeping with her back to me, so what I happened to touch was the flesh behind my calves. I touched it for a while and started to feel dissatisfied. I wanted to touch my mother's thighs, but my hands were not that long, so I moved my whole body a little, and my head was still exposed to listen to my mother's voice.

I moved half of my legs, bent my knees upwards, enough for my hands to touch them. When I touched my mother's thighs with my hands, I was really excited. I didn't dare to pinch them, for fear of waking them up, and even dared not move around. I just put my palm on them, and the feeling of flesh everywhere I went. I couldn't hold it in and pinched them very lightly. When I heard that my mother's breathing was not messy, I became more and more courageous and began to gently knead them. Of course, I didn't dare to use too much force, but I could already feel the smoothness and elasticity of my mother's thighs. My desire began to become stronger and stronger.

I pulled my hand away from my mother's thighs, and didn't stop, and quickly placed it on my mother's butt. The butt I was thinking about, I couldn't stand it through my underwear. I started to take off with my other hand, and the hand that touched my mother's butt began to gently pinch it up.

Although I could still feel amazing elasticity through my underwear, I began to become dissatisfied. My hand slid to the edge of my underwear, gently pushed it a little with my fingernails, and then drilled in one by one with my fingertips. Finally, I slowly touched my mother's butt with my whole hand. At that time, I almost ejaculated, so nervous and exciting. This was the first time in my life that I touched my mother's body, which made me happy and touched.

My mother was really tired and slept very well, but I still didn't dare to move too much. She only used the strength of flipping books to touch her. When I touched her, I felt the gap between my mother's butt with my fingers. Because she was lying on her side, she clamped her tightly. I didn't dare to use too much force, but just slipped along the slit, and my little cock jumped a few times.

I really didn't dare to touch that slit, so my mother might feel it, so I used my middle finger to slide around the slit. It was really, it felt very good.

Because this was the first time I touched my mother, I felt it was so exciting that I couldn't help but ejaculate when I touched the crack of my mother's butt. I felt so happy that I was about to fly. Fortunately, I covered the tissue I had before and would not ejaculate on the quilt.

Once a man ejaculated Ah, he would enter the sage mode. After I ejaculated, my desire retreated a lot, and I didn't dare to touch my hands again, so I pulled it back and smelled it. It was impossible for me to smell it after taking a shower, but it still made me feel good.

I threw the wet tissue into the trash can, but I felt worried, so I carefully woke up my mother and got up. I stuffed the tissue at the bottom of the trash can, for fear that the smell would be heard tomorrow, and after I ejaculated, I suddenly became very tired, and I fell asleep quickly when I lay on the bed.

The next day when my mother woke me up, she didn't look abnormal. It seemed that she was sleeping very well yesterday and didn't notice my bad luck.

When I was in school during the day, I almost didn't listen to the class all day long. All I thought about was the touch brought to me by my mother's delicate body last night. I smelled from time to time yesterday, which touched my mother's left middle finger, and decided to continue if I had the chance in the future.

It was winter at that time, the factory was busy some time before the Chinese New Year, so my mother basically went home late every time, and I always waited for my mother not to sleep. After divorced my father, my mother took me and my sister and I to work hard for a while. At that time, my body fell into a little bit of a disease. Sometimes I had a headache at night and fainted when I woke up in the middle of the night. I often heard my mother talk in a sleep. Later, I went to the hospital to see the doctor. The doctor said that my mother's sleep quality was not good enough, so she prescribed sleeping pills for her mother. After taking it for a while, people got better. Sleeping pills are rarely taken now, but I know that sometimes my mother occasionally had poor sleep for a few days, and she would take a few days. At that time, sleeping pills were not as difficult as they are now. My mother bought two bottles and put them at home.

I remember one night, when my mother fell asleep and started snoring, I began to sneak into my mother's bedding. That time, my mother was lying on the sky. I touched my mother's thigh for several minutes. After hesitating for a long time, I finally decided to take the courage to touch my mother's Ami.

At that time, I felt that as long as my mother didn't stop snoring, she wouldn't wake up, so she carefully stretched her hand from the side from her chest. At that time, her hands were shaking violently, and it was really not easy to climb up the Saint Maiden Peak. I waited until I didn't shake that much before I started to move forward.

When I touched my mother's breasts slightly with my fingers, I really touched them. Although they were just through the clothes, they seemed to be softer than I imagined. I didn't dare to be too anxious because my mother's breasts were pressed against the quilt. It would definitely be very moving when I touched them. I first opened my hand and slowly pressed them on my mother's breasts from the side. The first feeling was that they were so big. I felt that one hand had been touched more than half a hand. I couldn't help it. I rubbed my whole hand. Ah, I felt that I had never lived in vain in my life. The pair of breasts I saw when I was a child finally touched me today.

But when I felt so happy, I suddenly realized that my mother's crying sound was gone. I was stunned at that time and didn't dare to move. My hand was half-pinching my mother's chest. In fact, after a few seconds, my mother started to cry again. I felt cold sweat all over my body. Oh my God, fortunately my mother didn't wake up, otherwise she would have been very angry today.

When I was scared, my courage became weaker in an instant. I pulled my hand out and didn't dare to touch it anymore. Then I solved it myself and fell asleep immediately after I felt tired.

Since this time, I feel that this is very unsafe. It feels easy to wake my mother up. I have to think of a way. At this time, I thought of the sleeping pills mentioned just now. I want to use that to try to make my mother sleep a little deeper. After I got home that day, I took out my mother's sleeping pills and looked carefully. It said one or two tablets were generally enough. Three or four tablets were mentally ill. I thought about it and felt that three tablets should be enough. I was afraid that too many would be harmful to my mother's body.

I was a little worried at that time, so I did the experiment on myself and took three tablets. I slept very hard until the next morning. My mother woke me up hard. I felt a little dizzy when I woke up in the morning. This thing is really powerful.

When I came back in the evening, I planned to grind the medicine and put it in hot water. My mother came back very late without working overtime today. I wanted to get the medicine done first while my mother was taking a shower. As a result, I found that the ground medicine was only halfway, and the water seemed not very clear. This thing seemed to be very poor and could not dissolve in water. I was afraid that my mother would find it, so she was a little afraid to put it in more. Anyway, it would be useless. As soon as she planned to pour the cup of water, my mother came out. I quickly put down the cup and pretended to be drinking water. My mother said she wanted to drink hot water too. So I gave her the cup in my hand. As a result, I saw my mother take out sleeping pills, took two tablets, swallowed the medicine and drank the hot water.

I looked at my mother a little stunned. My mother noticed that she looked at me and said that she had not had a good sleep these two days. She had eaten two pills first when she came back today, for fear that she would not be able to sleep later. Um, it was really God helping me. There were almost one and a half pills in the water, and my mother ate two pills himself. I feel that my mother should not wake up easily today.

Sure enough, my mother became a little sleepy. After watching TV for a while, she went to bed first. I waited for an hour and a half, but my mother didn't snore. I was afraid that my mother wouldn't fall asleep yet, so I called my mother softly. Seeing that my mother didn't react, I shook her with my hand. My mother still didn't respond and her breathing was very stable. I made up my mind to push her hard. If my mother woke up, she would say I was careless. As a result, my mother didn't react. Now I feel relieved.

When I finished the experiment and found that my mother was sleeping heavily, I suddenly had a little no idea what to do. Looking at my mother's face exposed, I couldn't help but kissed her on the face first, and could smell the fragrant smell on my mother's body.

I was afraid that I didn't have enough time, so I squatted beside the bed. I didn't lift the quilt up at that time, for fear of freezing my mother, so I just put my hand into the quilt. This time I grabbed the fat on my mother's chest and squeezed it hard. It was really plump and elastic. I felt not satisfied enough, so I touched it from under my mother's underwear. First, I touched my mother's belly for a while. There was not much fat on my mother's waist, and it felt very smooth to the touch. I was anxious, and then I touched my mother's Ami with meat on it. At that moment, the wonderful taste from my hands made me get what I wanted. I stretched out both hands and found that I had to use both hands to grab one of my Ami. Of course, it was impossible to be so exaggerated, but the D cup could not escape.

I also gently pinched my mother's small nipples with my thumb and index finger. Although I couldn't see it, the touch made me feel very fresh. It was very fun to pinch it softly. Then I kept kneading and rubbing my mother's two pieces of fat meat with one hand. It felt like I didn't touch it enough when I was a child. I really felt that I couldn't touch it enough for the rest of my life.

I don't know how long I have been touching it, but I think my mother's Ami is probably very red. However, my mother's little nipples are not hard. Thinking about it, it is impossible to feel sleeping so heavily. If it is hard, it will be abnormal.

Then I stepped out. I had other goals today. Not bad. I want to touch my mother's bottom. I only saw my mother's bottom once, and I peeked. Today I had the opportunity to feel my mother's two pieces of abalone. Of course, I wouldn't miss this opportunity. I first spread my mother's thighs a little, and then started to touch it down from my mother's lower abdomen. My mother still has a lot of hair. I can touch a lot of messy things. My palm pressed my mother's mons pubis. Well, it's very soft., My mother has a lot of hair. I then touched it down and touched my mother's two labia majora. I once again covered my mother's two abalone with my palms. I felt it for a while, and then slid it in the middle with my fingers. I probably knew where the woman's clitoris was, so I strode with my fingers for a while, and then I found that my mother was not big, like a small lump of flesh. I touched it for a while and then touched my mother's vagina for a while, but I didn't dare to put it in.

After touching for a while, I pulled my hand out, afraid that my mother would find out after touching it for a long time. In fact, the next thing I wanted to touch the most was my mother's butt. This place is more attractive to me than my mother's Ami and her pussy. I first helped my mother up on the left half and lie on the side. One hand was pressed against my mother for fear that my mother would turn back, and the other hand touched my mother's butt.

Ah, my mother's butt has always been inexplicably attractive to me. This time I was not afraid that my mother would wake up, so I grabbed it hard. It was really big and slippery and full of elasticity. This time I slid my middle finger into my mother's crotch, slowly down a little bit, feeling the warmth of my mother's crotch, and touched some fluff from my mother. Ah, my mother's hair is really a lot, then I touched my mother's little chrysanthemum. My middle finger was sandwiched in the middle by my mother's butt. My fingers touched the little chrysanthemum a few times, then retreated, and continued to knead my mother's butt. I made sure my mother would not turn back, so I took off the plane with my other hand.

I felt that I had touched it for a long time, and finally felt that I had enough fun today. It was not too early, so I pulled my hand out, and finally kissed my mother's lips and went to bed

The next day, my mother was indeed nothing strange. After all, I was quite careful in touching it, leaving no traces. After this time, I touched my mother's body with my hands. However, this is really just the beginning for me, a little erotic demon. I didn't expect that I would go deeper and deeper on this road and become unable to extricate myself. What will happen next time?