Chapter 2

I went back to my bedroom and looked at the watch at half past two. So, I just had an hour and a half with my mother.

Recalling that I had sex with my girlfriend, it only took half an hour at most. Although I ejaculated twice this time, it was a bit too powerful.

I touched my weak cock and said to myself: You have taken all the benefits of the whole world. How can you repay me?

The strong visual stimulation and great pleasure just now lingered in my mind for a long time. I guess my mother must not be asleep now, so she should be crying.

But she said she didn't let me see her if she was fine, so there would be no problem. What will happen tomorrow?

We can only be mother and son in the future. Can't we have such a relationship today?

I am actually very conflicted, and I know this is wrong. If someone knows that my mother has no shame to be a human being, I will be ruined by the bright future I hope will be ruined by the fact that I hope for.

But I am a 20-year-old young man with a strong spirit. How can I resist the temptation of my mother's mature and plump body?

If I had been peeping to satisfy my fantasy fantasy in the past, but after this stormy experience, I knew that I and my mother would be full of entanglement in the future. Even if I could control myself, there would be a huge wall between the mother and the son.

I was venting my desire and soon fell asleep

The next day I woke up and felt refreshed. I walked out of the bedroom and saw the breakfast on the table. My mother sat on the sofa in a daze, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyes were dull. She looked like she hadn't been asleep all night.

I felt very distressed and went over and said: Mom, aren't you sleeping well? Was you right yesterday?

There was nothing yesterday! Don’t think about it!

Mom said sternly

Seeing her like this, I stopped talking and ate.

Alas, women are so fickle. They shouted so happily yesterday, and they all took the initiative to cooperate with me in the end, and now they are trying their best to resist

I have heard a saying that only the one who dominates a woman is desire. If you satisfy her, you will be her master.

Didn’t my mom satisfy yesterday?

impossible

This is what she is now, which shows that she is still strongly bound by traditional moral concepts. The most difficult thing to solve in her thoughts, and there is no way to solve it.

None of my mother and I talked to each other again, and finished the meal quietly

Dad gave the family enough money, so Mom became a typical housewife and no longer showed up. Her daily entertainment was to read books and TV, or exercise.

After I got home, I didn’t just play, but set myself the task of learning. Since I had been reading books and writing articles since I was a child, I had a little dream of being a writer. So I spent several hours practicing writing, prose, or poetry every day, and the most important thing was to conceive novels.

Life has been like this a few days ago. My mother entertains herself and cooks and buys vegetables. I occasionally go out with her, but most of the time she sits at her desk, or the gym and basketball court.

Now I am extremely eager to have more contact with my mother and let her identify with me

Mom, remember to call me when buying vegetables later, I want to see what snacks are available in the market

My mother didn't look at me, she packed the dishes and said: Tell me what you want to eat, I'll buy it for you

I can't remember it for a moment, just go there to see what you have to buy

I don't want to go with you now, tell me what to eat

Mom said so bluntly

I said: Mom, didn’t you say everything would be the same yesterday? Why don’t you want to go to the market with me? You usually shout and ask me to go

Mom raised her head and sobbed and said: Don’t force mom? Can you let me be alone? Are you happy to force me to death?

Although she was speaking, she was obviously extremely sad

I immediately panicked and said: OK OK OK OK OK OK! I won't go anymore, stay at home, mom, don't cry

After my mother left, I used the sofa in the living room as a sandbag and vented hard

I really don't know where the road ahead will lead. My beautiful fantasy is that my mother and I get along happily, and the fact is likely to be the worst. Mother and son treat each other coldly, just like now.

My deep feelings for my mother tell me that even if I can’t have a physical relationship with my mother, I must return to the past and let her be a real mother and have an obedient and well-behaved son.

The situation was still the same in the afternoon, and I failed to talk several times.

I put my hopes on the evening walk, as usual, but she said, if she refuses to take a walk, then she will break her promise.

After dinner tonight, I said carefully: Mom, it's time to have a walk.

I'm not going, I'm a little tired

Mom said

If I get angry at this moment, or if she breaks her promise, it will only make things worse

Thinking about the plan that I had already thought of, I said: Mom, if you don't want me to go, I won't go with you. You can just go for a walk by yourself. If it's because of my reason, you won't even take a walk, that's a sinner forever.

Mom seemed moved, and she whispered: Well, don't worry about me, let's go play by myself

After seven o'clock, my mother really went out. It seems that she really doesn't want to be in the same room with me.

I put on my clothes and shoes, and waited for her to leave for two minutes before leaving, following her, not far away.

It's mid-October now, and the weather is quite cold

Although Mom is a more traditional person, she is very proud of her figure and often wears some bolder clothes.

The boldness mentioned here may seem ordinary to you. At most, it is ordinary black silk and knee-length skirt. Low-cut clothes are rarely worn because of the bulging chest, and they will be exposed as soon as they bend down.

Mom is very casual in dressing and often picks out a piece of clothing to go out. In the past October, most of my mother still wears summer clothes and may add a coat outside.

But today she wrapped herself tightly, and there was no need to think about why. When I got up in the morning, I had never seen any skin besides her hands and neck.

But even so, I couldn't help swallowing. The pink casual pants were close to my plump buttocks and thighs (my mother didn't have a loose pants, which was worn by the aunt). Her calves were not very slender at first, but when wrapped in the pants, and then looked at them from the round buttocks and firm thighs, the curve was extremely perfect.

I can't help but regret putting all my energy on my mother's tits yesterday, and not taking good care of her perfect butt and thighs. I admit, I'm a little bit of a breast-loving sex

My mother's top is a white tight pullover. When I saw her towering and trembling breasts at home today, I kept chanting Amitabha in my heart. In fact, it was okay for her to wear a loose T-shirt, but it wouldn't make me so excited if I exposed a little breast.

But when I think of the big breasts I played with yesterday, I am now completely hidden behind my clothes, and I feel itchy as if I was scratched by a cat. It’s really better to steal than a wife than a concubine than a concubine than a wife.

Now my mother is wearing a thin top and walking outside. She probably tied the buttons. Otherwise, the beating big rabbits along the way would cause many old men to shed blood from their noses that they had not seen for many years.

We used to walk to the small garden on the other end of the road and then return to the same road. Now we are at the midpoint of my home and the small garden. My mother just wants to avoid me, so I walked up in three steps and said seriously: Mom, it's dark early now, and something is easy to happen. I'm afraid there are bad people, so I come here to go with you.

Mom was surprised, her expression was moved, but then she said coldly: Go back, I want to be quiet by myself

I said: Then I will follow you not far away, and you will come up when you see you are in danger.

I took a step back, but I actually knew that my mother would not do that. I followed her behind, which would definitely make her even more annoyed.

Mom still said coldly: No! You...

At this time, a strange man came towards me and spoke to my mother: Sister Zhou is here to take a walk again. I haven’t seen it for a long time. Is this? Oh, are your son correct?

When I saw the time was good, I quickly held my mother's hand and said to the man: Hello, my name is Luo Ying

Then I asked my mom: Mom, who is this person?

Mom smiled and said: Call Brother Yang, Xiao Yang, I won’t be unwilling to ask my son to call you brother, you are just a teenager older than him.

The man was about ten centimeters shorter than me, but he was bald. He wore a gold-rimmed glasses and looked at him with a gentle look, but he always felt indescribable. He smiled and said: No way! Your son should call me brother, I call you sister again, I think you are actually your son's sister. When you walk outside, no one can tell that he has a son!

I was furious. The grandson actually said that my mother had no son, so she treated me as if she had no son.

The most important thing is that he compliments my mother for being obviously not kind-hearted. She looks at her towering breasts from time to time. She pretends to be a gentleman, and is obviously a shameless pervert.

I called Brother Yang and listened to them chatting

Brother Yang kept praising us, saying that my mother was beautiful and elegant, and that I was tall and handsome. After asking about my school situation, he praised her, saying that the school had a future, etc.

I have been used to hearing such words since I was a child, and I was even more disgusted with him. I really wanted to hold my mother's hand and leave quickly

Mom chatted with him for a few more words, obviously a little impatient, so she interrupted him to say goodbye to him

After walking a few steps, my mother wanted to break free from my hand, but I held it tightly and didn't let go.

Mom said coldly: Let go

I said: Why do you have to let go? What's wrong with my son and mother walking with each other?

Mom broke free several times but was still fruitless. She didn't dare to make too many moves on the street, so she had to hold hands and walk slowly next to me.

Seeing that the plan succeeded, I started the next rescue plan and resumed normal conversation with my mother, opened my heart to each other, and asked: Who was that person just now?

I don't know much about someone in the building next door and I forget when I met him.

That man looked like a hooligan, and he was not kind. Mom, don't pay attention to him in the future

You are not a hooligan? You are so kind? Do you know how painful it is for your mother?

Mom suddenly turned her head and stared at me fiercely.

After several conversations, I already knew that if I put the blame on my mother (it was indeed she who was too hungry to mistake me for my father) my mother would be even more angry. If she mentioned that she had been fucked twice by me and finally even took the initiative to cooperate with me and shouted that I would fuck her every day in the future, she would be furious and die.

In the final analysis, she thinks she is an excellent traditional woman. It is inconsistent with nature, which breaks her good positioning for herself.

If I sprinkle salt now, I will be a fool

Mom, let's go over what happened to us. If he hadn't had a hard-to-read scripture, everyone would suddenly have some difficulties, but if you endure it and resist it, it would be better if you endure it and fight it. What are the benefits of the Cold War now? It's better to talk more like before, and it would be better.

After hearing this, my mother didn't say a word, and she was moved

I continued: Let's discuss what's going on in the future, let's live a good life now, don't let the difficulties be defeated and happy, mom

Mom didn't hear what I said, "I will discuss the next thing again." She was silent for a long time and suddenly started crying.

I quickly pulled her into my arms and said: Mom, don’t cry for now. There are so many people on the way. It’s not good that we can go to the garden in front and talk. Can you do it?

My mother raised her head obediently, she tidied her hair, let out a breath, and walked forward as if nothing had happened to me. I held my mother's hand tightly, and couldn't help but think that my previous thoughts were too beastly. As long as my mother is happy and happy, what if I break my cock?

The so-called small garden is just a relatively large forest, several flower beds and a gazebo

The old men and mothers like to enjoy the cool air in the pavilion. It is late autumn now, so there are not many people.

My mother and I walked into the woods in the garden. It was almost dark. There was no wind and it was silent. There was only a pair of middle school students in the woods. I stopped and hugged my mother: Mom, don’t be sad, no matter how big the difficulties are, I will disappear, don’t be afraid.

Mom started crying again, and the woman's tears came as soon as she said, so I had to pat her back and kept saying something meaningless to comfort.

Mom cried on my shoulder for a while and choked and said: Mom knows... it's not all... your fault... I also have... responsibility... I'm too... don't... woo... face... shameless...

I quickly said: No, Mom, you are the greatest, in my heart, you have always been the most perfect and the best person

Indeed, Mom is the most perfect person, not only mentally but also physically

Mom continued: I know you look down on me... I looked down on me... Mom... I was like that yesterday... You must... look down on me...

No, I have never looked down on you. This was the case before, and even more so

I want to say, don't think so, women's lust is like this, there is no shame in the end, but I didn't say it

Woo woo woo woo woo woo... Yesterday my virtue... was shameless... in the end I didn't know why... it was...

Mom is extremely sad, I feel guilty

The mother and son described in pornographic novels are too unrealistic. Only when such a thing happens in a family can you know how much pressure and pain a mother has to bear.

Mom cried a little less and spoke normally: Actually... I thought it was boring to live for a long time. You know, your father looked like that, I loved him so much, but now without him, I lost half of myself. I am most afraid of losing you. If you look down on Mom and don’t want me, I will die immediately

I patted my chest and said firmly: I, Luo Ying, swear to the sky, that I will love my mother forever, be by her side forever, and stay with her until death!

Mom was very moved: Well, with a son here, I have a chance to live, I am not afraid of anything your father loves, it doesn’t matter if he dies

I said: I won't leave you! Mom, don't worry

After saying that, he kissed her in the face

Mom pushed me, but she didn't have much strength, and she was more like acting cute

She said seriously: We will only be an ordinary mother-son relationship in the future. You must not think about it. If you are degenerate, your mother will feel more uncomfortable than death! I am alive for you. It doesn’t matter if I get sick or get tired. You must be well and be upright and upright!

I asked: Mom, are you sick?

Seeing that I cared about her, my mother finally smiled: No, I'm just giving an example, Mom is in good health, I just want to say that Mom is living for you, everything is for you.

But I misunderstood my mother's words, if she lives for me, she will give me her body, so good

This woods are deserted and dark. If I could fight a wild gun with my mother here, I would never lose in my life.

I slapped myself in my heart and pulled myself back on track

Mom, I live for you, and I want you to be well

I have something in my words

Mom was very moved. She stretched out her hand and gently stroked my face, hair, and eyes full of love.

Child, let's go, it's the happiest thing for you to care about your mother when you go home

I nodded, took my mother's hand and walked back

I am ready to move below, but I still want to hint: Mom, no matter what you do, my son will not look down on you, you are my favorite mom and son will always be by your side

Mom showed her peach-like smile and said: Yes, mom is so happy

Then, we went home in different moods and were very happy. I was a little lost.