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Chapter 7

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There were wisps of fragrance floating in the room. This was the unique body fragrance of women, which made me feel uncomfortable when I smelled it.

When I kissed my mother's body, her mouth opened and closed again and again, and her body squirmed from time to time. The sound of breath gradually became rougher. After a while, she let out a deep breath, looking very comfortable. Then she hugged me tightly in her arms and kissed me frantically

I turned over and changed positions with my mother, and then enjoyed my mother's kiss without moving. While I was enjoying it, my muscles also spasmed and my body trembled involuntarily. I couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, and my body was quickly covered with the water marks left by my mother.

The subtle golden light outside the window gradually dimmed, the sky completely dissolved into the black, and my mother and I were also stuck together like a bond. This kind of joyful mood is really like a fish in water.

A sweet fragrance emanated from my mother's body. While we were roaming, the gasping sound in her mouth became more and more rapid. My mother couldn't help but hum gently...

Wow...

Then some tears of excitement permeated the corners of my eyes. At this time, I also felt that my mother was more delicate and beautiful.

After the clouds disappeared, I hugged my mother in my arms. At this moment, I suddenly felt much more mature, as if I was a child yesterday, but today I became a man.

My mother has made me lose my soul, and our love and rain have already made me feel like I am floating in the air. This kind of happiness that is as beautiful as a fish in water has also been fully revealed in us.

My dear friend, I think you can't understand my heart at that time. My dedication at that time must be more selfless than those who are immersed in a luxurious and luxurious environment.

Women often take their beloved men as the supporter of their feelings. This dependence is an instinctive reaction and nature in women's life, just as people instinctively produce happiness and sadness, and they will want to vent after having sexual desire.

When Wenbo told the story here, he paused, as if his body was a little uncomfortable, because his fever had not completely subsided and his body was still very hot.

I asked him if he wanted to lie down and sleep for a while. He said it was okay, but he was a little excited and just rested for a while.

I took out a cigarette, handed it to his hand, and gave it to him to burn it

He leaned against the pillow beside my bed again, then took a deep breath of cigarette, opened his mouth and vomited smoke, as if he was in deep thought.

The difference is that Wenbo looks even more haggard at this time, as weak and powerless as a traveler who is exhausted from a long journey.

After smoking a cigarette, he looked into my eyes and asked: Yunhe, are you tired of listening

I replied to him: No, on the contrary, I was completely attracted by your story

He continued to talk again, because these memories were already deeply rooted in his mind and could be described without further thought

I listened to him and said: Everything happened to me and my mother seemed to be very quick and unexpected, as if I had a dream, because at that time I was completely immersed in the sexual desire life of being drunk and dreaming, and my carnal desire was also satisfied.

I admit that every man has a vanity, and every man likes to show his reserved appearance in front of a woman he falls in love at first sight, and he will also be troubled by his arrogance, because when a man faces his beloved woman, he is often at a loss and contradictory phenomena appear in his mind.

My mother and I have been in love all day long, as if the relationship between my father and mother was deeper than that of the whole twenty years.

Indeed, sometimes two people fall in love at first sight by chance, which is more speculative than those who have been pursuing themselves for many years.

After that, for several days, my mother and I were addicted to this kind of intoxicating and dreaming sex.

In front of others, we show a kind of family affection between mothers and children; while when we are alone at home, I sleep in the same bed like a loving couple, and we are pure partners.

I loved my mother like a desolate person. When my mother told me that my father called and said that he would come back tomorrow, I felt inexplicably depressed and sad, because the crazier I love my mother, the stronger the jealousy I felt in my heart would be.

I was once complacent and proud of my possession of my mother

But all this will disappear with my father's return and it will disappear into nothing

I had fantasized that I could live with my mother until I was old, but I didn't expect that the fantasy would come to an end soon, and all the beautiful dreams were awakened from the bad news.

When I was lying in bed at night, my thoughts were numb and my heart was burning. I really couldn't accept that the man lying next to my mother from tomorrow night was not me but someone else, and then I would hug my mother naked and naked in my arms to have sex with her.

In short, when these scenes appeared in my mind, my heart was so painful that I couldn't control myself. Flashes of pain slowly hit my heart, like a sharp dagger stabbed into my heart.

That night I didn't have sex with my mother. I just thought about it until my brain was tired and I fell asleep in a daze. And in my vague sleep, my father was full of my daddy figure.

As soon as the morning sun shone on the curtains, my mother called me up. She cleaned the house spotlessly so that my father could not see any clues when he came back.

Today is very hot, my mood is extremely bad. I never thought I would have such a heavy heart. I seemed to have been through suffering last night.

When I looked forward to the future and the scene of sleeping with my mother for the first time came into my mind, a happy smile appeared at the corner of my mouth again without realizing it, and I felt like I was about to enter a sweet dream again

I woke up for a moment, and when I thought that my father was going back today, I felt even more painful. So I said to my mother listlessly that I won’t come back for lunch today, so I will go to my classmates to have fun

Mother hmmed and said: Come back early in the evening

I was in a lot of thoughts, felt very sad, had no appetite all day long, and I wandered out aimlessly for a day. When it was almost dark, I walked to the door.

If someone asks me what I saw today, I can't answer at all, because I'm depressed and absent-minded all day long

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a sound coming from my mother's room. Although there was only a gap in the door in my mother's bedroom, I could still clearly hear the voice of my father.

I said to myself with a sad face, my father is back

I was originally indifferent. I felt very tired after leaving for a day and was about to go back to my room to rest, but I heard my father say something unpleasant to my mother.

I suddenly cheered up my spirits, then looked in the direction of my father's voice. I saw my father touching my mother's body through the narrow gap, and then heard him say to my mother: Yuzhen, I really want it now

As my father said, he moved his hands to pull his mother's skirt

At this time, my chest was full of resentment, but this man was my father, but I didn't dare to say anything, so I could only stare straight at the crack of the door, but I muttered to myself in my heart, Beast

The mother took away the father's hand and said to him: No, wait until the evening, maybe when will my son come back? It's not good if he is hit by his son.

The father said to his mother: What are you afraid of? I don’t know when he will be crazy until he will come back. Let’s hurry up. As he said that, he carried his mother to the bed regardless of his mother’s resistance.

My eyes suddenly became straight, and my heart was pounding even more. I thought to myself, wasn't my father raping my mother? Actually, I really wanted to rush in and beat him, but I was brave but I didn't have the courage to do so.

The father started kissing his mother, but the mother did not resist, but just said to his father softly, Siyu, hurry up, otherwise it would be bad if his son came back and bumped into him.

I think my father must have been suffocated these days, otherwise why would he just want to have sex with his mother? He even forgot to bolt the door?

I widened my eyes and tiptoed into a little like a thief, even breathing carefully

I saw my father slowly peeling off his mother's clothes through the crack. Her black and long hair spread on the bed. Her thin willow waist was gently twisting, revealing her delicate and fair skin. Her curved eyebrows and big eyes were tightly closed, and she was really charming.

My father was really suffocated and soon got to the point. My eyes were also staring at him and he kept moving away after finishing his work. Then he stood up and walked outside in a hurry

I was lost and wandered around outside for half an hour. I guess my mother had already cooked and returned home. As soon as I entered the door, my mother talked to me. I just said no, and went into the house.

During dinner, my mother called my father. My father just hmmed but didn't get up. Then he said to his mother weakly: You eat first, I'll get up after sleeping. I've been busy outside these days.

I despised my father in my heart and said to myself: Why are you so tired of being busy outside? You were obviously tired of having sex with your mother just now, but I dare not say this sentence

It seemed like I could hear the crying cry deep in my heart. Just yesterday I was still in a life of luxury and intoxication, but today all this has become nothing because of my father's return

At the dinner table, I sat opposite my mother. My mother carried a lot of vegetables in my bowl, but I didn't take a bite. When I looked at my mother, I couldn't say a word, as if something was blocking my throat.

My mother saw that my face was a little pale, then she gently put her hand on my forehead and touched it, asking me if I was feeling uncomfortable.

When I stared into her eyes, I just didn't say anything, as if I had suffered a lot of grievances.

I lowered my head slightly, held my mother's hand tightly, and then placed her hand on my lips and kissed her. But before I knew it, two bean-sized tears burst out from my eyes and dripped straight onto my mother's hand

All this made me feel very moved, and I knew that in life there were many cruel things that would traumatize our hearts, but we had to learn to endure it. When I thought about this, I couldn't say a word, so I rushed into the room, covered the quilt on my head, and sobbed gently