Chapter 1

Actually, this matter has been buried in my heart for a long time. Although it is not a good platform here, I will just talk about it briefly. I really don’t know where to start. My father is in the construction industry, and he runs all over the country. So from childhood to adulthood, my mother and I are basically two people in my family.

My mother is very doting about her children. When I am old, I still sleep with my mother. My mother sleeps in underwear. She doesn’t avoid me very much, including changing clothes. Sometimes she changes her body with her back. Sometimes she even needs to hand it to her through the crack in the shower. When she was young, she also helped her mom rub her back.

Actually, I also forgot when it started. Anyway, I had a strange feeling for my mother. Anyway, when I was very young, I liked to be with my mother and secretly contact my mother's body, although there were not many sexual factors at that time.

Because I slept with my mother every day, there were quite a lot of opportunities. I secretly touched my mother's thighs and buttocks with my hands in the middle of the night. Later, I started to touch my mother's thighs and buttocks with my lower body, peeling off the foreskin. It was still very small at that time and I was still phimosis. It felt so irritating and irritating.

My mother started to ask me to sleep by myself, and thought of many ways, such as being afraid of sleeping by myself, she secretly ran to my mother's room, slept on the ground for many days, pretending to fall off the bed accidentally in the middle of the night, or playing in my mother's room until very late, pretending not to sleep. In fact, the purpose was to sleep with my mother, and later I slowly slept with my mother again.

At that time, I had grown older and understood some specious things. I began to secretly touch my mother's body and learned to masturbate. When masturbating, my mind was full of my mother's body. I began to watch some messy things online, and my courage became more and more courageous. I began to try to touch my mother's lower body, and my fingers secretly entered from the edge of my underwear...

At that time, I would drink a lot of water before going to bed every night, so that I could wake up in the middle of the night. At this time, my mother was also asleep. Later, I began to fantasize that I could really have close contact with my mother (it was not really happening, one was that I was still young at that time, and there was no clear concept of that kind of thing. Second, the most important thing was that I was a mother after all, and I was very satisfied with just fantasizing that I could get in touch with my mother SC).

I thought of countless ways and tried countless times. Actually, now I think my mother should have understood my little thoughts very well at that time, but it didn't point it out. I was also very careful. My mother stopped when she moved. Many nights were like this kind of tug-of-sleep and half-awake. My mother was sleepy, and my movements became bigger. I stopped when she moved. More often, I couldn't do anything. Sometimes, I was busy for half a night, and even the quilt that my mother was pressing on could not be opened. At that time, I foolishly thought that my mother knew nothing.

I tried sleeping pills once, and I was pressed into noodles and mixed them into porridge for fear of bitterness and adding sugar. In fact, I was quite confused. If I had too much, I was afraid that it would be bad for my mother's health. If I had less, I was afraid that it would not work. I put a piece of half of it, but it did not work.

A fragment that was more impressive, a stuffy summer night, lying on my mother with courage, either pressing or lying on her body, supporting her arms and legs, being so close that she could feel the heat and a faint charming aura emitted from her mother, and her heart was about to jump out, trying to move her body to contact her mother...

My mother suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me...

I really admire my wit, my mother and I told me to go to the bathroom to pass by her

I slowly discovered that only my mother was facing away from me could be possible. Try not to touch my mother's body in other parts of my body. I held my little brother with a few fingers, and pulled the edge of my mother's underwear to touch my mother's private parts. If my body is not in good condition, I would also put a pillow under my body.

In fact, many times, I feel guilty, especially after I get it out, I feel a faint disgusting feeling and I feel sorry for my mother, but this emotion will soon be overwhelmed by desire.

When my father comes back, I will sleep by myself, but I can't sleep. I often wander around the door of my parents' bedroom in the middle of the night, eavesdropping. When I hear them together, I feel nervous, stimulating, and a little sour, as if my mother has been taken away.

Let’s go back to those ignorant and fearless years. I have tried countless ways to get in touch with my mother and countless times. I have written it more simply. After all, it is not suitable to say it too detailed. The actual process is much more complicated. It is a long process of continuous exploration and testing.

I tried to contact my mother SC countless times, and most of them returned without success. At that time, every night I woke up in the middle of the night, I would hold my little brother in the bathroom and say, "We must work hard tonight, and we must let you taste the fishy smell."

Alas, it's ridiculous to think about it, but it was really that way at that time

There is another interesting detail. I thought that the mysterious Taoyuan Cave was in a very front place, so I always tried my best to move forward...

I even thought that my place was not long enough, but in fact it was already developing at that time, but finally, there was one time when my mother was in a good position, with her butt raised back and her legs together...

It's easier for me...

The first time I came into contact with it... my heart was about to jump out, I don't know how to describe it

My mother is the goddess in my heart. She spent countless efforts and thought about countless ways. She worked hard all night long and thought about it. Finally, she had the first intimate contact with the goddess. In just a dozen seconds, she ejaculated so many times...

Most of them should have been in my hands...

Actually, in essence, I am a very well-behaved child. I haven't worried much about my mother since I was a child. In school, I'm also a good student in the eyes of teachers. Apart from this secret in my heart, I'm really well-behaved.

Human desires are endless. With the first time, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, we naturally start looking forward to the second and third times.

In fact, the difficulty is not the matter itself, but myself. After the first time, I became much more courageous and my actions became bolder.

One day not long after, I actually struggled for a long time that night. The enemy advanced and I retreated, the enemy retreated, and I was tired and I disturbed...

I just pulled open the quilt that my mother was pressing and used it for a long time. After finally pulling it open, my mother turned over and pressed it on...

Finally, my mother seemed to fall asleep. I touched my mother again. I was still so nervous and my heartbeat so hard. This time I didn't come out so quickly. I got in touch with her for a little bit, and I couldn't help but want to push her back.

My mother suddenly turned over and looked at me. I was so scared that I hurriedly hid in my bed and pretended not to sleep. My mother looked at me for a long time, and then said something, a strange tone

I don't know how to describe it, resentment?

have no choice?

I don't know, my mother said: I'm spoiling you too much

After a while, my mother seemed to fall asleep again. I lay there and thoughts, not just defending myself. In fact, if it were now, nothing would be possible. However, when I was a teenager, I was strong and ignorant and fearless. I just had a contact with my mother, and I was full of desire.

Actually, I always thought that my mother didn't know her little thoughts. My mother's words shocked me. I lay there, sometimes feeling ashamed and sad, and felt sorry for my mother, and sometimes my desires were inflated.

Countless times, I wanted to turn over to my mother's place, but I retreated. I struggled countless times, and my reason and desire were intertwined.

Deep down, I seemed to tell myself that this was the last chance, and finally desire occupied the top. I really don’t know why I had such a courage.

If there is another time, I will definitely not be so courageous

I leaned towards my mother again, sweating in my palms, and my heart was shaking. This time I was no longer so careful and went to contact her directly behind my mother's back. My mother kept hiding forward, and finally I squeezed to the edge of the bed. I rubbed near my mother's SC, and it was almost S, so I used my hand...

Many things are window paper, and it’s nothing if you break it

The next day, nothing happened to my mother

Yes, I just want to sleep by myself

After a few days of honesty, I started to sneak to my mother's room in the middle of the night, acted coquettishly and slept with my mother. My mother locked the door and secretly opened it with the key. She would sneak in while my mother was in the bathroom, and after a while, she slept with her mother again.

This matter seems to be just the secret of mother and son late at night. No one will mention it during the day. Only in the middle of the night, they will touch the mother's private parts, rub them, and then make them out by themselves. Sometimes when they are very excited, they will also get them on their mother. This marginal relationship lasts for a while.

People really look forward to Shu. I just wanted to get in touch with him. However, as I grow older, my desire becomes stronger.

At first I was not just satisfied with this, but began to think that it could happen. Many people might say, it’s not easy to happen, right?

It's actually very difficult, it's really difficult. In fact, during this kind of intimate contact, my mother will also try to prevent me from touching her most sensitive parts, and will block it with her hands and twist her body...

I gradually found that my mother needed it very much, and found that my mother was wet, and she was so wet.

I found out that the entrance of the Taoyuan cave was not on the mons pubis as I imagined, but behind it. I found that my mother would orgasm. When she orgasm, her body would tremble, and she would make uncontrollable soft moans and rapid breathing...

This relationship with my mother lasted for a long time. In fact, the reason why it didn't happen is because it was my mother. I can't bear to force my mother.

After graduating from the third year of junior high school, I successfully entered a key high school in the local area. During that summer, I relaxed from a high pressure state (by the way, I might have been under great pressure before the high school entrance examination, so the more frequent the intimacy with my mother, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, the more it is, it is actually a little deeper)

On this summer vacation, it was just a young boy who kept exploring behind a mature and plump female body. Even the air seemed to be filled with a moving atmosphere. This is a world that only belongs to the teenager and mother.

On one of this summer nights, I had the courage to press my mother under my body for the first time and lay on my mother. I forgot how I had such a courage, really a lot of courage.

I only remember that my mother was tightly holding her legs together, closing her eyes, and breathing heavily. She didn't allow me to take off her panties and just exercised through her panties.

This method is more similar to real sex from the back, and I cum a lot that time.

There are many things that come in two. At first, they were through their underwear, and then they were bolder and pulled down their mother's underwear a little bit. They felt a little resistance from their mother, but finally there was no special stop. They rubbed against their hard mons pubis like that...

Later, I would go in from the edge of my mother's underwear. My mother would still try to close her legs to protect her most sensitive and core. Every night seemed to be a war. I was breaking through little by little, and my mother was retreating little by little.

I made up my mind to really happen with my mother countless times, and really entered that lustful and tenderness, but I always retreated at the last moment. In fact, at that time, my mother and I didn't understand, the last...

Maybe it's just a matter of time, I don't know what to say!

Today seems to be back to those nights with red faces and heartbeats, recalling every bit of what I was with my mother, with a lot of thoughts and couldn't fall asleep for a long time

I saw the above question why there was no linguistic description. The real situation is that there is really no linguistic communication with my mother. Maybe it is because I know it is a forbidden zone in my heart.

Although I was still young at that time, I knew it was something I couldn't talk about

At that time, I really felt uneasy, hesitation, regret and depression every time I vented, but every moment I felt desire came, I would put aside everything.

This marginal sexual relationship with my mother lasted for a long time. First, it was because of lack of sexual experience. For a long time, including the time when I rubbed from my mother's back, I thought that my mother's moist and soft hole was in a very front place, in the hard mons pubis.

So every time I try to get ahead. For a while, I always think that my little brother is not long enough. My mother will definitely not guide me to find the wonderful entrance to the Taoyuan cave. This is what she has been trying to avoid, and she is stupid enough to find the place.

Second, more importantly, this is my mother, and she is more afraid. Although my mother may also try to avoid direct contact between the genitals, she still stroked her mother's plump labia countless times. In fact, my mother is very wet every time. I think in addition to the instinct of a woman, this relationship also gives her a lot of stimulation!

I still remember my mother's body that is smooth, soft and elastic. She is still in good shape. Although she is in her thirties, she has almost no fat.

When I started to be intimate with my mother, my mother always turned her back to me. I pulled open the edge of my mother's underwear and held her penis with my hands rubbing her vagina.

If my mother's posture is not right, I will push my mother into that position. Although my mother didn't let me take off her underwear, it was almost no difference between me pulling my mother's underwear in half and not wearing it.

Every time this happens, my mother and I don't talk to each other and seem to be sleeping

We have nothing unusual during the day, no one will mention it. This is just a game between mother and son in the middle of the night.

At first, my mother was very opposed to me sleeping with her and always asked me to go back to my house to sleep, but I always had a way to run into her house in the middle of the night.

Even if she locks the door, I will find a way to open it. After a while, my mother let it go.

My mother's lower body's hair is not very dense, but it is very soft. Now her labia are much more plump than those of young girls, and the enjoyment it brings to me is unparalleled. Although we didn't make love, we are very close.

As mentioned earlier, my mother's reaction would be very intense. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, she still had her body trembling, heavy breathing and inaudible moans, and her lower body would be very wet. When the reaction was intense, her body even bent, but I was still not allowed to enter. At the beginning, I was satisfied with rubbing my mother's vagina without too much force!

Human desires are really endless, and we can see Shu when we get a long distance

After graduating from the third year of junior high school, I successfully entered the best high school in the local area. That summer, I completely relaxed and had more close contact with my mother. I would play this kind of game with my mother almost every night.

Gradually, I was no longer satisfied with this, and began to fantasize that I could really have sex with my mother, so I dared to try it

On a hot summer night, I boldly pressed my mother under my body. My mother pushed her gently a few times, but I could feel her unresoluteness. I pulled down my underwear, revealing my hard penis. My little brother is actually quite long, maybe because I have been with my mother for so many years.

It was already well developed at that time. My lower body was almost blown out. My mother only had a pair of thin underwear and was lying down. I lay on my mother, and my heartbeat was so fierce. Compared with the previous contact, this contact was more similar to real sex. My mother's body was so soft and elastic, and her breasts were big and round. Although she was slightly drooping, she still gave people a dizzy feeling.

Clumsomely trying to kiss my mother's lips. My mother tightly closed her mouth and turned her face to the side. I stopped forcing her to caress her legs and began to move on her mother through her underwear. Although there was no direct contact, this feeling was closer to real sex.

Maybe different from what many people imagine, under this situation, the tension seems to be greater than the pleasure

Mom closed her eyes tightly, as if she was still sleeping

I couldn't help but want to take off my mother's underwear. My mother quickly grabbed my hand. She had been in this relationship with her for a long time. Although she had no communication, she gradually realized that if she could do it, her mother would not refuse very firmly. If she refused hard, then this is really not possible.

I wisely gave up this attempt and began to hug my mother's shoulders, rubbing her vagina vigorously.

The room was silent, with only the gentle buzzing sound of the air conditioner and my heavy breathing, and sweat dripped on my mother's tender skin. My mother couldn't help but bit her lower lip and moaned softly, spread her legs apart, letting me enjoy my mother's plump body. I ejaculated so much that time. Before, I usually ejaculated quickly, and I solved it with my hands. This time I couldn't help but ejaculated on my mother's underwear.

The comments below have been asking whether it has happened with my mother. In fact, it has reached this level. It’s just a matter of time before it really happens. But the ignorant young man at that time didn’t understand these things. Now I think my mother at that time doesn’t understand them either, or that my mother is actually afraid and struggling to avoid the final happening!

Although maybe she needs to...

Many things are actually window paper, and it is just that they are pierced. Now, looking back at every bit of things with my mother is actually a process of constantly exploring and temptation. My mother keeps giving up. Although it is more similar to real sex on my mother, it lacks the feeling of real contact. I quickly feel unsatisfied. I pulled down my mother's underwear for the first time and rubbed it on my mother's hard mons pubic. At that time, I thought that my mother's wonderful hole was under the mons pubic. The excitement was hard to describe. My mother's lower body had few hairs but was soft. At that time, I didn't know how to be pampered, but I just rushed and beat to find the most seductive place. Fortunately, there was still a sense of sobriety in my mind. I didn't dare to ejaculate at my mother this time, but it was almost over. I solved it with my own hands.

That summer vacation, I developed very quickly with my mother. Although I didn't know at that time, since my mother didn't allow me to take off her underwear, I went in from the edge of my mother's underwear and rubbed around my vagina. In addition to the initial slight resistance, my mother slowly acquiesced to my behavior, but my mother never allowed me to really enter and didn't know how to express it. But my mother was really determined. Even if my lower body was wet, sometimes I would try to enter. Although my mother tried her best to avoid it, my glans would still be closer to the plump and soft garden.

Many things are taught by one's own teaching. I can feel that the days before and after my mother's menstruation are the most excited time. It was a stuffy summer day. My mother's menstruation finally ended. I haven't been intimate with my mother for a few days and was already burning with desire. I have been thinking for several days. I have been fantasizing about it and fantasizing that I must really happen with my mother.

That day, my mother was just wearing only a pair of underwear and laying back to me. I was trying to wait for my mother to fall asleep, or at least pretending to fall asleep. This was a little tacit understanding between mother and son. After a while, my mother seemed to fall asleep. I began to lean towards my mother again, put my hand on my mother's legs, slid along my mother's smooth thighs to her buttocks, and went in from the edge of my underwear to touch my mother's private parts (I want to know where the entrance of the Taoyuan cave is). In fact, I have tried many times before. My mother would try to avoid and resolutely not allow me to touch her core place. Tonight I decided to get my mother no matter what.

The fingers cut across my mother's vagina, and the special touch and tide of the lower body hair came from the fingertips. I don't know if it was my moistness or the sweat in my palm. My heart swayed, and suddenly I was so excited. My fingers cut across my mother's labia to pull her pubic hair. My mother's body trembled and grabbed my hand, but I could feel her indecisiveness. My fingers slashed over her wetness, and I couldn't help but pull her hand back gently to suck the wetness on my fingers. But for me it was like a nectar, my brain was blank, my hand returned to my mother's private parts, searching for it, my heart beat like thunder, and blood rushed to the top of my head. I even curiously used my fingers to open my mother's labia majora. My mother seemed to moan gently, and I was greatly encouraged

My fingers reached my mother's wet vagina and started to touch it. My fingers gently stroked along my mother's slit. My fingers slid in. I didn't know why. I suddenly realized something, and I couldn't help but lie on my mother's body. I hugged my mother tightly and took off my mother's underwear with the other. My mother held her underwear tightly, and was in such a stalemate with my mother. It was already hard to explode. It seemed like a fire was burning inside my body, and there was nowhere to vent. I began to hug my mother tightly, rub my mother's breasts, thighs, and buttocks hard, kissing her hard, biting my mother's neck, shoulders, and breasts. My mother breathed rapidly and couldn't help but moan.

I forgot how to take off my mother's underwear. My mother just resisted symbolically and spread her thighs apart, and finally hit the mysterious place for her son. My heartbeat was about to pop out. The soft pubic hair shaved on my glans and felt a little painful. My mother closed her eyes tightly. My whole body was pressing on my mother's body, and my penis was pressing against my mother's hard mons pubic. I bent down to go to my mother's breasts. My mother's breasts were white and her nipples were much bigger than usual. I looked up at my mother's face. My mother closed her eyes expressionlessly. Her hand adjusted the position of her penis under her body and pushed her hard towards her, but she slid to her side.

I tried hard again and again, but I couldn't get in.

So I lay on my mother and held her penis with my hands, spreading her thighs apart, feeling the entrance of my mother's vagina, the glans could feel the lot of water in my mother's vagina, and it rubbed on it and slipped. My mother magically adjusted her body, and I didn't know why I entered that wonderful place, and the glans was surrounded by a ball of soft flesh. I tried to insert it slowly, and gradually inserted it into my mother's vagina. The first time I entered it, it felt like ascending to heaven. My mother's inside was not so tight (actually too tight and uncomfortable), but it was just rightly soft and wet. My mother was still lying there with an expressionless face for me to mercy.

I think all this seems too unreal, but it is an indisputable fact that the penis is wrapped in my mother's vagina. I lay on my mother's body and didn't move. I just felt the magical atmosphere. My mother's gentle breathing sound, the temperature of her breasts from her chest, and the hot feeling in her vagina

I'm having sex with my mom!

I entered my mother's body, and I could not describe my feelings at that time. It was like a hot body pounced on a clear spring, just like the first ice drink I had been thirsty, and the dry and cracked fields encountered spring rain. During the whole process, my mother almost made no sound. It was just that the moment I entered her body, her mother frowned and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Now I think maybe my mother is a conflict, nervous, and confused, but the slippery moan under my mother also shows that my mother needs it. My hot penis is stuffed with my mother's vagina. My mother's menstrual period has just passed, and I have been tossing with me for a long time. Even her underwear is wet. The wriggling deep in my vagina told me that all this is true. I don't know how many times I practiced with my mother for the first time before. I thought that the soft and mature beautiful female body under me was under my chaotic and varied attacks. The soft and mature beautiful female body is the goddess I dreamed of.

When I thought that my mother was finally willing to spread her legs for me so that I could enter the tender and wet secret garden, I was extremely excited. I tried my best to enjoy the smoothness and excitement in my mother's vagina. I thrust her so hard. My mother's lower body was already wet, and there was a slight sound of water when she thrust.

When I inserted it down, I hugged my mother's butt and leaned against my lower body, allowing my penis to penetrate deeper into the deepest part of my mother's vagina. My mother still kept moving and let me mercenary.

Only when I use force, my mother will close her eyes and moan softly without making any sound. Maybe my mother feels embarrassed. She began to raise her waist as much as possible to reduce the space for me to move forward and backward, hook my legs to reduce my movements. Maybe my mother doesn't want to see any movements of her son on her body. Mom seems to be more willing to accept the grinding of my penis in her vagina.

Incest for mother and son is a taboo thing, so it is especially easy to be impulsive and have more pleasure. The first time with my mother should not exceed one minute, but in just a few dozen seconds, my mother still had an orgasm. I could feel the convulsions and dampness in my mother's lower body. I also ejaculated suddenly, and my lower body pressed against my mother's legs and wanted to ejaculate the semen to the deepest part of my mother. I ejaculated so much, and a lot of thick semen kept ejaculating into my mother's body. I ejaculated so quickly and violently.In addition to the pleasure of venting, there is also a feeling of pain. The amount of ejaculation almost hollowed out my body. I gasped and lay on my mother. I didn't know if this was true. After a long time, my penis that had already softened out of my mother's vagina. My mother seemed to move and I turned over and lay to the side. My mother raised her hand and took a few pieces of toilet paper to protect her private parts. My mother was unwilling to get up and unwilling to let the outside world see any unnecessary movements to announce that she had ended her sex.

I fell asleep with a hint of fatigue

The next day I woke up, my mother was not around, my mind was in a mess, my heart was like a big rock, which made me breathless. I don’t know why I felt like I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t cry, and I couldn’t say that I couldn’t say irritability and anxiety. When I got up, I saw my mother, my hair was messy and my eyes were red, and I had obviously cried. I suddenly felt so uncomfortable. After running back to my room and cried for a long time, for several days, my mother and I hid each other, my heart was filled with guilt and uneasiness, and my desire was gone.