Chapter 5

I became a man and had sex with my mother. For a while, I didn’t mention the joy in my heart.

But what disappointed me a little is that my mother’s already very cold relationship suddenly eased a little, and my mother’s attitude towards her was much gentler.

Even when my father came back drunk, my mother was not as sulky as before. Instead, she watched her own TV like nothing happened. She would occasionally say a few words to him. The most exaggerated time was that she helped him wipe his body while he was asleep.

Although I knew this was a normal thing, I couldn't accept it. If I just didn't like my father before, then it had already developed to a serious hostility towards him at that time.

This should be because after having a physical relationship with my mother, I naturally regarded my mother as my own woman. Since it is my own, I would not agree to anyone who dares to touch it or who wants to touch it.

Fortunately, my mother's attitude towards her father was only eased, and she didn't seem to feel anything. She should get drunk and find trouble. Soon, her relationship with him became cold again.

No matter what, as long as my dad doesn’t touch my mom, I can basically accept it.

Days passed day by day, but the long summer vacation that should have been happy did not make me happy, because since I got to my mother, my mind was full of my mother's naked appearance. Closed my eyes and it was the scene of a shirtless fight with my mother in bed that day.

My mother was still so casual in dressing at home, with a bra and a panties that could hardly cover her protruding buttocks even though she was not a bikini. She just walked around in front of me casually, and my cock couldn't control it at all, making me try my best to cover up my ugly appearance.

Sometimes I want to go to play with my classmates and don’t look at my mother, but I can’t bear to leave it alone. I can’t bear to look at my mother at a glance!

But I am worried that if I just stayed with my mother like this and my father was not at home all day, I would really be able to rape my mother.

Although I am tall among my peers, my mother who is a basketball player is definitely not something I can deal with easily, but I still feel that I am about to lose control!

Just when I was about to get out of control, my chance came!

With the increase in similar service companies in other communities, my mother's company's operating pressure is increasing, and she often can't sleep.

My sister-in-law is a psychiatric doctor, so she prescribed some sleeping pills for her. It is said that she is for mental patients to take. In the case of illness, she can sleep with him for up to three pills.

If I were asked to get sleeping pills myself to rape my mother, I really didn't have this brain, but when my sister-in-law put a big bottle of medicine on the table, a feasible method flashed through my mind.

But there are still many obstacles. For example, after taking medicine to her mother, will she suddenly fall asleep?

Will she even count the number of pills?

If I raped her, would she find out this time?

I was so excited that I was about to pour a basin of cold water on my face, and I suddenly lost my anger after being drooped.

But like a Western proverb: Opportunities are equal to everyone. The difference is that successful people can find opportunities at any time, while failed people always complain without seeing the opportunities around them!

About a month after I first got to my mother, my dad suddenly received an order message saying that a company in Tianjin had a batch of orders, which was quite large, but I needed to grab it as soon as possible.

It just so happened that the person in charge of that company in Tianjin was classmates with his dad, so his dad naturally had to go there.

When his classmates heard that his father was going, they told him to play there for a few days, and his father wanted to go out. After all, he always felt that he was getting less and less proud of his mother. Moreover, Tianjin is not far away. If there is an urgent matter, it takes less than two hours to get back, so he agreed happily.

I am naturally happy to be alone with my mother, but my mother doesn’t care!

My father left early in the morning. When he went out, I began to be attentive to my mother. Of course, it was not intentionally artificial, but wanted to help her do some housework and other things from the bottom of her heart to make her happy.

She was really happy. In her words, I knew that I felt sorry for her, so she felt that she was tired.

But she didn't know that I wanted to love her further in bed!

Because it was Sunday, my mother felt that the company was fine. Besides, the place where they worked was just a dozen minutes away from home, so she didn't go to work and watched TV with me at home.

At noon, when I was watching the bodybuilding at noon, she followed the aerobics coach on TV to do aerobics. I was naturally happy to feast my eyes. Of course, it was just the hard work of the clone below, and I had to work hard to not reveal my true colors.

Seeing my mother sweating profusely, I took the initiative to bring her a towel. When she was wiping her sweat, I subconsciously glanced at her chest. Those big breasts were much bigger than the bodybuilding coach on TV!

But I don’t dare to look at it too much, it will be troublesome if I reveal it.

Maybe it was because I was a little tired after exercise. My mother went to take a nap after sweating, leaving me alone watching TV bored. The frigid feeling in my heart was so uncomfortable!

About half an hour later, my mother suddenly called me in the bedroom, and I ran over. It turned out that my mother couldn't sleep and asked me to get her a sleeping pill!

I found sleeping pills from the medicine box and was about to pour water for my mother, suddenly, an inspiration came into my mind.

My mother wants one pill, what if I give her two pills?

Didn’t I have another chance?

But how can I let her eat two slices?

If you give her two slices, she will definitely not eat them.

Seeing the water cup, I had an idea!

He quickly crushed a pill, and told his mother that the water would cool down, while shaking the cup to quickly dissolve the foam.

I could no longer see the white powder. I held the pills and came to my mother with a nerdy heart. My mother didn't look at it either. After taking the medicine, I drank the water and then lay down to sleep.

I took the cup and walked out of her room in a panic.

According to the instructions of the medicine, the medicine peaks in about half an hour, and it can usually last for about six hours.

It was only one pm and my mother slept until around seven pm, so it should be too late.

Half an hour was so long, and I always felt that the hand of the wall clock was not leaving.

Finally half an hour later, I didn’t know what to do. How did I know if my mother really didn’t know anything?

Get in the house first!

Looking at the mother sleeping peacefully, her rosy face was like a baby's face, full of shinyness, and there were almost no wrinkles found except for the corners of her eyes.

I really want to pounce on and kiss, but I dare not. I haven't confirmed whether my mother is really asleep. I don't know anything about sleeping and can let me do it at will!

After thinking about the excuse, I shook my mother and said in the normal tone as possible: Mom!mom!I'm going to find a classmate!The shaking was very hard and the voice was quite loud, but my mother was still asleep beautifully and had no reaction.

I shook it again and called her a few times, but still didn't respond.

Is that OK?I was worried, and thought about it, and quickly took a needle for sewing clothes. After hesitating for a while, I still resolutely stabbed my mother's finger.

It is said that human fingers are very sensitive, but I stabbed them a few times, but my mother still didn't respond.

Looking at the small drops of blood oozing out of my mother's fingers, I grabbed her hand and put it in my mouth with distress.

Although there were not many fishy blood drops, it triggered my already very fierce desire. My mother only wore underwear and underwear to sleep was just convenient for me to do it!

I quickly took off my shorts and underwear, and pulled off the burden on my mother again, so I was about to pounce on me and feast on it.

Suddenly I remembered one thing, that is, when I first met my mother, her vaginal fluid flowed a lot, making the bed sheets wet.

At that time, I gave up on the bed because she got drunk and washed the sheets. But what about today?

After a brain teaser, I ran to the living room, took out a felt pad for changing shoes from the storage box, placed it under my mother's body, and placed it under her butt.

I really can't think of anything else to prepare!

I spread my mother's thighs, held her wide crotch with both hands, aimed her dick at the vagina that had entered and rushed into it, soaking... The dick rushed in smoothly, but because it was dry, the foreskin still hurts very much in the moment, but under the impact of desire, I ignored it and immediately started to rush and beat hard!

There was no skill at all. I rushed around and thrust my cock in my mother's vagina at the fastest speed.

My mind was already blank. I don’t know what the people in the novels were thinking. After climbing onto my mother, my brain basically had no ability to think and acted entirely based on instinct.

He went crazy and went inside his mother and raped his biological mother. This felt much more exciting than the mother-son incest described in the novel!

It took about ten minutes, and my thrusting became much easier because my mother's vagina began to produce vaginal fluid.

At that time, there was no experience, and it was all seen from yellow books or pornographic films, or the so-called experience heard from other classmates. Otherwise, I would have known that my mother's body had already reacted at that time!

No matter what, as my mother's vagina became lubricated, my movements became smoother and more free of bondage.

I hugged my mother's body, her plump and mature body, and I really loved her so much that I didn't know what to do. I wish I could pull her into my body, or I simply got into her body.

Before I knew it, I hugged my mother and started rolling, pressing her under my body and raped her for a while, then I hugged her suddenly and turned it into the bed.

Then, repeat the rape again and roll again.

I just feel that my energy seems to be endless and I can never stop. My cock is trying hard to explore in my mother's vagina, working hard to develop the territory inside, and working hard to explore my former home!