Chapter 19

The stepmother started to eat spoonfuls of food. In order to avoid embarrassment, I kept lowering my head to play with my phone

After a while, my mother put down the porridge bowl. I saw that she had only eaten less than half a bowl, so I advised her to eat some more

The stepmother shook her head repeatedly and said: I won’t eat anymore, I can’t eat it anymore. She frowned again as she said that

I knew that my stepmother had a headache again, so I hurriedly asked with concern: What's wrong? Is there a headache again?

The stepmother gently pressed her forehead with her hand and said softly: Another point, it's okay

I hurriedly said: I'll press it for you. As I said that, I helped my stepmother up and sat behind her, letting her stepmother lean against my chest, and I gently pressed my hands on my stepmother's forehead with both hands.

My movements were quick and natural, and my stepmother didn't react at all. When I pressed, my stepmother first avoided her mouth and said: No, no, I'll just lie down for a while.

But I didn't dodge and pressed it for a while, and my stepmother stopped talking.

In this way, there was no dialogue between me and my stepmother. I gently pressed her forehead with both hands, and the stepmother leaned against my chest. At first, the stepmother was a little nervous and breathing a little rapid, but later she slowly relaxed.

From my position, you can observe her snow-white chest from the open collar of the stepmother. The stepmother wore a pink bra. I have seen this in the cabinet before. The chest felt the stepmother's smooth back. There was not much flesh behind the stepmother's back, which was all bones. It was pressed against my chest, which felt very bone-like.

This allowed me to enjoy my eyes while massage. I tried my best to control my ding Ding and try not to get an erection. My stepmother's back was leaning against my chest. If she had an erection, she would definitely find out.

I kept pressing until my hands and feet were numb. My stepmother probably felt that I was tired and said quickly: I don't hurt anymore, you can rest.

I was not far-fetched when I heard my stepmother's words. I put away my hands and helped her lie down. Then I went out to change a glass of water for my stepmother, told her to have a good rest and then go out.

I don’t know how I did it so naturally. It was entirely out of care for my beloved. I don’t know if the feelings I revealed would be discovered by my stepmother, but I didn’t think so much at that time.

It was almost nine o'clock when I came out of my stepmother's bedroom. At this moment, I remembered that I hadn't eaten at night, so I quickly went to the kitchen to serve some porridge I cooked and ate it simply with pickles.

After dinner, I returned to my bedroom. I picked up my phone and saw that my stepmother's avatar was flashing. I hurriedly clicked in.

Stepmother: Thank you so much today

I replied: It's okay, this is what I should do

Stepmother: Sorry, you won’t blame me, I treat you differently from reality on the Internet

Me: Why do I blame you? I understand you. Actually, I blame me too. I was not sensible when I was a child.

Stepmother: It's actually my fault, I can't let go, just like a child

Me: It's okay, don't take it to heart, I can understand you

Stepmother: Thank you, I really couldn't let go at the beginning, but I won't be able to do it anymore. You are a good child

Me: Well, I'm just a good kid, you can have a good rest, stop playing with your phone, you will have a headache, tell me if you need it

Stepmother: Yes, you can rest early, good night

Me: Good night

Since this incident, the relationship between stepmother and me has become better and better. She has regarded me as her own son. We usually get along like friends.

I care more about her. When I have nothing to do, I always help her with housework and share some family affairs. Sometimes I press her head to prevent her from having another headache. Of course, I also took the opportunity to enjoy the spring light on her chest.

She always praised me before my father, saying that I was more useful than my father, and everyone knew that I was concerned about my family.

My father is naturally very happy for us to get along well, but he doesn't know that I fell in love with his woman

My stepmother and I still chat online, but not much. It is usually when I go out to play or when she has something to do.

If we were at home, we would chat in the living room, and we would usually watch TV and discuss the plot together. I would probably lie on the sofa and hold a mat. My stepmother sat next to me. I would buy some fruits and cut them into small pieces and put them on the plate. We would eat fruit while watching TV. I enjoyed the time with my stepmother.

But I understand that my stepmother just treats me as her child and doesn't have the same idea as me

Happy times are always short, and school starts unknowingly, and I boarded the train back to school again

Improving my relationship with my stepmother during the holiday is the biggest gain. We are already like real mother and son. When we part, the stepmother showed great reluctance and kept reminding me to study hard and pay attention to my health.

I also care that she should take good care of herself, pay more attention to exercise her cervical spine, and eat more

At that time, I browsed a lot of pornographic novels about mother and son, and read a lot of stories about how to get my mother to bed, but I felt it was unrealistic.

First of all, let’s not talk about mother and son, just say that I have a relationship with my stepmother. In the past, we were almost a passerby, but the relationship was not deep. Although we are recognized by her now, we have not formed a mother and son relationship for many years. Our current relationship is like a new friend.

In pornographic novels, some rape first and then admit their mistakes and are accepted by their mothers. I think this is the most unrealistic. No one will fall in love with this person after being raped, even if it is a mother and son, it will not work.

Some people pretend to be someone else to chat with their mother, seduce their mother to cheat, and then admit that they are this person, and finally accept it by their mother.

At first I thought this method was good, very similar to my relationship with my stepmother now, but in the end I gave up. I think I love my stepmother and don’t want to use my other identity to tempt her.

Some father cheated, and the male protagonist cared for his mother, and finally came into his mother's heart, letting his mother treat himself as a supporter and as his own man.

I think this is good. Come into your heart and accept yourself from the bottom of your heart. This is more solid.

But my father didn't cheat, so I didn't have this opportunity

There is also a mother who is dissatisfied with her desires, and the father cannot meet her mother's requirements. The male protagonist uses her body to train her to seduce her mother, so that her mother can take the initiative to fall in love with her, thereby satisfying her desires. I think this is not very reliable.

First of all, although they are of the age, they have a strong ability to restrain their desires. They may cheat, but they will never look for their own sons.

I have no idea about my father and stepmother's sex, and I have never encountered or heard of it.

Some people also know that by caring about the mother, they let the mother know that she cares more about her than their father, and accidentally expose her Ding Ding, allowing the mother to find out that she has a crush on her, deliberately masturbating with her mother's underwear to let the mother discover it, seducing her mother to watch the incest movies she watched, and finally let the mother accept the idea of ​​mother-son love.

I think this is quite reliable and worth trying

There are several other possibilities, but I don't write it out if I think it's too unrealistic

I carefully analyzed the current state of my stepmother and I am completely obsessed with my stepmother and have a feeling of love. I will smile happier when I see my stepmother's smile, and I will feel more heartache when I see my stepmother's sadness. I long for my stepmother's voice, my stepmother's care, and my desire to be with my stepmother at all times.

The stepmother treats me like her son, which is a kind of maternal love, and at the same time she has the feeling of knowing each other and having friends. She just chats with me, cares about life, and will not have the idea of ​​crossing taboos.

I want to develop into lovers with my stepmother so the possibility of going to bed is too small

Later I made up my mind to implement my own plan in combination with several cases, because two conditions were ripe.

The first is that I have observed the private lives of my father and stepmother for a while, and judged that my father and stepmother had a sex life for about a week, and the time was very short.

It's about Wednesday and Thursday, my father will go home early. I usually go back to my bedroom after watching TV in the living room. My father and stepmother will watch for a while. Turn off the lights and go back to the bedroom at about 10 o'clock. After about five minutes, my father will go out to the bathroom, stay in it for less than a minute and then go out. The stepmother will go in again, and then the sound of the shower is turned on. The stepmother will be longer and for about ten minutes.

I would sneak into the bathroom and rummaging for the washing machine when both of them were asleep. Every time I would find the underwear my stepmother changed under a pile of clothes, and I would also find the toilet paper I had just wiped in the trash can, which were covered with sticky objects.

So I judged that my father and stepmother had less than five minutes of sex life, which was a discovery that made me happy.

Of course, I wouldn't let go of the underwear that had just taken off my stepmother's body. I put it in front of my nose and sniffed it while holding Ding Ding masturbating. Once I found that there was less sticky stuff stuck to the private parts of my stepmother's underwear, which made me very excited. I couldn't help but lick it with my tongue. It smelled salty. I fantasized about my stepmother's body while masturbating until orgasm.

The second one is when I went back to school and chatted with my stepmother online. It was my junior year in the first semester.

She complained to me that my father always came home too late, and intentionally or unintentionally said that my father always joked with other women outside, and that there were a few women with their father who had a very good relationship with him. He always called

At that time, I advised my stepmother that it was all for business and that it was just an ordinary friend relationship, so that my stepmother would not think too much, and that my father would not do that.

Actually, I don’t know whether my father has a woman outside. I don’t think he will have it. My father is very honest, but he likes to joke and is quite a womanly connection.