Chapter 7 Bathroom Masturbation

My mother's body is really fragrant and soft. This is my biggest feeling after that pantry accident

Although it was an accident with the previous incident of taking a ride, these two things made the air between me and my mother a little strange (at least I think so myself)

My imagination about my mother's body is getting stronger and stronger, but it seems that I can't do anything. After all, the huge boundary between mother and son still exists. As long as it is a parent-child relationship, other things cannot be overcome.

I have said before that many things are accumulated one by one, and I don’t know if these things are opportunities or destiny.

I was getting more and more courageous. I used to steal the stockings that my mother threw away, or washed them in the wardrobe to shoot a pistol. Later, I went straight into the bathroom and took them out in the laundry basket. I took them out on the day of my mother. Sometimes, my mother just changed her body temperature and fragrance. She was the most exciting thing to ejaculate in the socks while smelling the smell.

As long as my mother had already taken a shower that day, I would then go into the bathroom to find the stockings I had replaced to satisfy my lust. Sometimes I would pretend that I wanted to take a shower, and sometimes I wouldn't pretend, just go in and shoot.

After ejaculation, clean the stockings with water and shower gel in the bathroom, and the traces will not be too obvious. Because my mother almost wears stockings from Monday to Friday during work, and sometimes she wears them for six days. It can be said that every day there will be a stocking that I have replaced every day to make me feel good about shooting.

I didn't know if my mother noticed it, but she didn't say anything to me anyway, so it probably didn't.

But if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts

It was Saturday afternoon on the day of the accident. My mother took off the stockings she wore when she went out and threw them into the bathroom laundry basket. I was also waiting in my room. After hearing that my mother came out of the bathroom and returned to the room, she immediately went in to flip through the laundry basket. In addition to the clothes my mother wore today, of course, the transparent gray stockings just now were thrown inside. I picked them up and put them in front of my nose and smelled them hard. My mother's unique body fragrance immediately rushed into the nose. Whether it was the fragrance of women in her private parts or the smell of leather on her feet, it smelled very charming.

I immediately took off my pants and directly used stockings to cover my erect penis that was painful. I began to smear my socks while smelling the feet of the socks while stroking my swollen penis with the transparent gray stockings' private parts.

Just as I was enjoying the soft touch of the stockings wrapped on my cock, a tragedy happened

My mother suddenly pushed open the bathroom door and stepped in

The sperm was so rushing to my brain that I realized that I forgot to lock the door. And what's amazing is that my mother was naked when she walked in. We widened our eyes and looked at each other. Then my mother quickly covered the majestic breasts and lower body with her hands. I hurriedly covered the penis with her hands that was still hanging with stockings.

Then I realized that in the laundry basket, in addition to stockings, there were also clothes my mother wore today, so she just took off her clothes before going back to the room. Now she came back with the clothes she wanted to change after taking a shower later.

The air condensed between us lasted for about three seconds.

The sound of my father talking came from afar. My mother quickly stepped into the bathroom and locked the door. I stood in the bathroom, with my swollen cock wrapped in stockings and at a loss.

My mother asked me in a low voice what I was doing in the bathroom, but I couldn't speak at all. You can tell me what I was doing!

Obviously, even though she was nervous, she could only ask what I was doing, although she probably knew it at first glance.

Dad was shouting outside the door that he wanted to pee, Mom quickly replied to Dad and said she was using the toilet. Dad replied and said hurry up, and then he didn't say anything for the time being

Sure enough, there should be two Ah rooms in the bathroom at home!

Mom turned around and looked at me in a difficult situation. She still had the stockings that my mother wore today on her penis. She was naked, holding the clothes she would change into after taking a shower.

I looked at my mother's crystal clear naked body, and a pair of water-drop-like white and tender breasts that could only cover the tip of my nipples with my arms. I haven't seen it since I became sensible; my slender waist and round buttocks, and of course, a pair of slender and slender legs. At that time, I didn't know how big my mother's breasts were, but they were almost bigger than all the A-films I've seen (later I found it was a very amazing G-cup). Moreover, because of the thin waist, my breasts looked more majestic, which was simply disproportionate, but they maintained their proud elasticity, as beautiful as a work of art.

In a panic and embarrassing situation, my mother urged me to go out in a nervous tone, but I blushed and covered my lower body, and hesitated and said that I was so hard that I couldn't get out.

At this moment, my father shouted outside again that he had done it. He wanted to use the toilet. My mother quickly replied, just wait a moment, then walked closer to me, took my hand away, looked at my cock with stockings hanging on my penis for a few seconds, and made up her mind to take off the stockings hanging on my penis, then reached out to hold the red and swollen penis.

What is the situation?

When my mind was still blank, my mother started to stroke my penis, then blushed and said: Get it out quickly, hurry up and go out quickly

For a moment, I was overstimulated and leaned back against the wall and couldn't move. The cock that was erected at the wrong time was captured by my mother and rubbed it back and forth quickly.

My mother bent down slightly to help me with her hot penis with her right hand, and her left hand was supported on her knees, making her chest unblocked. The huge pair of snow breasts kept shaking with the movement of her hands, and a pair of pink nipples on the breast ball also resisted the gravity and looked upward straight towards my eyes.

Holding my hands on the wall behind me, enjoying the pleasure of being held by my mother's delicate jade hand on her penis, and she was violently emitting thick semen. Her eyes were still watching her mother's snow-white breasts tremble constantly. The excessive stimulation made my red and swollen glans burst out violently like an explosion.

Mom couldn't dodge, and the first hot semen shot directly on my mother's white and tender milk. Then she quickly flashed sideways and let the remaining semen ejaculate on the bathroom floor.

During my intense orgasm that lasted for more than ten seconds, my mother continued to move my fiercely beating cock, and then strengthened the force on her hands to try to squeeze out the semen still remaining in the urethra.

After confirming that all the semen was ejaculated, my mother let go of my hot rod, took a towel from the rack to wipe the first large amount of semen that ejaculated on her chest, then observed my still beating penis and asked me why I hadn't gone yet

I said it won't disappear once (this is true), I have to do more than two or three times myself

My mother looked at me with her chest covered and her eyes widened, sighed and bent down again in her posture just now, and moved it with a quick movement.

I didn't expect to enjoy the second masturbation service. I felt so happy that I looked up and didn't know what to say.

Looking back at the sight, my mother remembered to cover her chest this time, which was a bit regrettable. I told her mother that if she saw her breasts, she would come out sooner. My mother gave me a blank look, then she supported her left hand on her knees, shaking her breasts in an unprepared position just now to help me shoot me

It was the second time, and it was not almost about to break out like the first time. I suppressed the pleasure from my lower body and tried to prolong the ejaculation time, let my mother give me a longer time, so that I could enjoy my mother's masturbation service

Dad urged me again outside, but I didn't show any signs of ejaculation

Mom said you should hurry up, I said otherwise it would be faster to cover it with stockings

Mom glared at me, said something I don't know, and then put the stockings that had just been taken off my cock back to my thick penis

My mother asked me if this is OK, I said it was very comfortable, much more comfortable than myself. Thank you mom

My mother's face suddenly turned red to her neck. She didn't mean to help me pistol, but she just wanted to drive me out quickly. As a result, she used the stockings she had worn to help her son masturbate. She was using this perverted way to help me feel good. She should be mixed in her heart.

The smooth touch of stockings touched my cock, coupled with the cleverness of my mother's slender jade hands, and the beating pink nipples and breasts to appreciate. I didn't last long, and my lower body suddenly thrust forward, and began to ejaculate with the second hair.

This time, all the surging semen was shot into the transparent gray stockings, and then oozed out to my mother's hands, which made me almost unable to stand. After the hair was blank and comfortable, my mother looked at my straight cock, but found that it was still completely firm and did not disappear at all. She could only stare at my penis covered with white liquid and stare at me.

Because the atmosphere of my mother masturbating for me with stockings was too lewd, I couldn't fade for a while, and I was embarrassed and stood up with my cock and didn't dare to speak.

As a result, my father, who seemed a little anxious outside, turned the door directly.

I was shocked and scared to huddle in the corner and dared not move. Mom quickly turned around and jumped out before dad opened the door. Then she pulled dad out of the bathroom and told him to tell him something. Dad muttered why he was so anxious, I pee first.

I took this time to pick up my pants, grabbed the transparent gray stockings filled with semen in one hand, and while my father was pulled away, I bent down and rushed back to my room, which ended the thrill of spring in the bathroom.