Chapter 6

Since we were lying in bed with our mother, our relationship has become a bit subtle

In the past, she always looked fierce and looked like "Give me a little honest". Now, when she looked at me, there was a strange smile, giving people the illusion of "Brother, I understand you". She just came over and fucked me and said "hey men" again.

Of course I know what my mother is thinking, but the feeling of elders trying hard to make friends with you is really weird and embarrassing. I would rather my mother slap me and kick me and then yell, Ling Xiaodong, you owe beatAh!

The next week is the midterm exam for the first half of the semester of high school. Maybe it's because there are too many things recently, so the exam is not very ideal, and he fell from the top ten in the class to the eighteenth place.

Before dinner, my mother sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the transcript in her hand, and after a while, Bingshuang gradually climbed onto her beautiful face, and finally slapped the table hard, shouting loudly for a long time: Ling Xiaodong, you are studying so seriously!

I frowned and said aggrievedly: I have worked very hard and hard

Then why did your grades get so good? Mom asked sternly

Maybe, others work harder

You also know that others work harder. Mom slammed the table and said: It's already my senior year of high school. Everyone is sprinting against the current. If you don't move forward, you will retreat. Do you understand this, son!

I understand, but... I'm anxious, I really don't know how to explain to her

Mom turned around and looked at her father who was playing with her phone. She was so angry that she came and said loudly: Your son is baked, you are still playing!

My dad hurriedly put away his cell phone, got the scores in a fake way, and muttered: Take it to me and see, Oh, I didn't do a good job in the exam, I have to work hard next time

I quickly continued: Work hard, I will definitely work hard

Mom took back the report card, and her breasts were so angry that she was undulating. She said with gritted teeth: You father and son are still singing and reconciling each other. I really want to make me angry.

Dad said: Oh, I just didn’t do well in one exam? Isn’t it enough to get better next time? Where are you so angry every day? It hurts your body a lot of anger.

I hurriedly approached my mother, gently stroked her back with my hands, and repeated: I was so angry that I hurt my body

Mom glanced at me

Dad asked: What time is it? Is the meal ready? Wife

I followed and said: Yes, what time is it? Is the meal ready? My wife

My mother slapped me on the back of the head, slapped my transcript on the coffee table, and stood up and said: I will be pissed off by you sooner or later

After dinner, I returned to the bedroom and started to do the test papers. After a while, my mother pushed the door and walked in, sat down next to me.

I knew what she was doing, so before she could speak, I raised my hand and said: Mom, don't worry, I will be brave after knowing shame, and I will work hard next time.

My mother didn't respond to my statement and said expressionlessly: Let's not mention the next time. Let's talk about the reason for this. Your grades are so powerful. I just contacted your class teacher. She said that you are always in a daze in class and are not concentrated. What's going on?

I frowned, scratched my head, and muttered: I can't explain clearly, I feel a little dizzy anyway

Are you sick? Mom reached out to try on my forehead: It's not hot

Don't worry, I'm not sick

Then can you confess to your mother why you can't concentrate? Is it because your mother scolded you a few days ago and you were so upset? Or... or something else?

I waved my hand: It doesn't matter if you scold me. You can train me 366 times a year. When you encounter a leap year, you have to work overtime and train me more. I've long been used to it.

Mom said laughing and crying: Your mouth is really... I will sew it up sooner or later. I'm telling you serious things now. Can you stop talking nonsense and pointing out the key points? What is the reason?

What is the reason? I muttered, then shook my head with a serious expression and sighed. I don’t know much, maybe it’s because I’m too stressed

Are you under great pressure? Mom doesn’t believe it: You are happy every day, without any appearance as a college entrance examination candidate, how stressed you are?

Then... maybe this is the so-called trouble of growth

Mom slapped the table and got up and left the room in anger

I leaned on the back of the chair and thought about it carefully, but I really couldn't tell what it was. Anyway, my heart was messy, and there was an inexplicable emotion wandering in my heart. Although I didn't want to admit it, the source of this emotion was my mother.

Recently, I always think of my mother for no reason, thinking of her joys, sorrows, her every frown and smile, and even thinking of her how she beat me and scolded me

This situation only happened once since childhood, and during the period after having sex with Lu Yiyi, for some reason, she was vertically attached to her.

I felt something faintly, and I was a little scared. I even went to the Internet cafe and searched for information about Oedipus. I compared it with my situation one by one, but I still couldn't get the correct answer.

I kept comforting myself in my heart. What I was obsessed with was my mother's sexy body as a woman, not my mother herself.

I want to get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate on studying, but I just can't concentrate on my mind. My psychological worries even made me forget my physical needs for a while.

I wanted to talk to people, but I couldn't find a suitable candidate. I thought of going to see a psychologist, but finally gave up. After all, even I felt a bit perverted in this kind of thing. Why do I have the nerve to talk to people?

After dinner the next day, my mother went to the kitchen to stew something, and I went back to the bedroom to review

After about an hour, my mother walked in carefully with her bowl in her hands.

I took a look and saw a layer of oil on the black soup. The aroma of meat was mixed with the smell of Chinese medicine. I couldn't help frowning: What is this?

My mother said mysteriously: Ginseng and Black Chicken Tonic Soup, this is the secret recipe I asked about from other parents.

I suddenly said: Ah, you have been busy in the kitchen just now, this is the thing.

What is this thing? There are ginseng, black chicken, wolfberry, sesame, red dates, and walnuts. They are all used to refresh your mind and help you concentrate.

Mom brought the bowl to me and told me: Come on, drink it carefully, it's a bit hot

Mom, do you still believe in this Ah? This is superstitious

What is superstition? This is a recipe passed down from generation to generation of college entrance examination mothers. It works very well. You can drink it first.

I just had enough food and couldn't drink it. I frowned and instinctively resisted

Drink, mom ordered

There was no way, I could only take the bowl, hesitate for a while, and finally pinched my nose, tons to tons, and it was dry in one breath, except for a bit greasy, but the taste was good.

OK

Mom glanced at the bottom of the bowl, nodded, and said: Study hard, then get up and leave the room

I thought my mother had a whim, but I didn't expect that in the next few days, I would give me some ginseng black chicken soup to stew every day.

Don’t say, this soup is really useful. I’m drinking it, and I’m excited. Not to mention focusing on studying, my sexual desire that has been deliberately suppressed by me a few days ago has surged up again. Now my mind is full of yellow thoughts, so how can I still have the heart to study?

Now I can't learn more, I need to vent now

Lu Yiyi is naturally the most suitable candidate. Unfortunately, since the last accident, the little girl seemed to have suffered a mental blow and ignored my teasing and said a lot of good and sweet words, but she did not get into the oil and salt, and she had no idea how to start.

There is no hope of going to bed, it seems that I can only solve it myself

But my mother took away mobile phones, computers, and even adult magazines. Although I can only rely on imagination, it is just too boring.

After thinking about it, it is best to use my mother's stockings to put them on the cock.

Unfortunately, the pair of mother's original stockings I treasured in the end were used up some time ago

It's strange that since that day, my mother's stockings have disappeared again. Not only did she take them off and couldn't find them, but she even disappeared after washing them. I don't know where she has received them.

Maybe she also thought that the stockings were really not reliable for her son, so she gave up

After returning home from school, I found that my parents had not come back yet, and the feeling of being stumbled with all their hearts came again

I was like an addict who had been addicted to drugs, wandering back and forth in front of my parents' bedroom door. I kept reminding myself in my heart that since I had agreed to my mother, I must keep my promise, hold on, hold on, and never make any more money.

At this moment, the sound of the door lock turning suddenly came. I shuddered and quickly pretended to be nothing, sitting on the sofa.

Come back? Mom greets while changing shoes

When I looked at my mother, I couldn't help but be stunned. She was used to the long hair that was tied behind her head. Not only did she put it down, but she also had a 30-minute wave. The long hair on her forehead was slightly fluffy, like bangs, and the undulating lines were very soft, covering half of her side face and hanging behind her back with her body; the end of her hair was a little messy, adding a bit of lazy and casual atmosphere, coupled with the seductive phoenix eyes and sexy red lips, the charming mature femininity of the charming and beautiful mature womanhood to the fullest.

As my mother bent slightly forward on her upper body, her perky buttocks stretched the black narrow skirt round and tight, like a plump and juicy big peach

Slim and slender legs were wearing black glass stockings, thin and transparent; black pointed toe and thin high heels were taken off, petite and cute feet were wrapped in black stockings, the tip of the socks was a little transparent on the toes, and the bright red nail polish was vaguely visible

My mother used to have her head, straight or short hair, and this is the first time she has seen such a big wavy curl. She is so sexy.

My eyes were a little straight, and the cock in my crotch became hard instantly

Maybe my mother felt my burning gaze, looked back and saw me dazed, and asked in confusion: What's wrong?

I pretended to be calm, supported my chin with my hands, and laughed: I thought someone's beauty had walked the wrong door. It turned out that my dear mother changed her hairstyle.

Poor mouth, Mom spat in a low voice with a smile on her lips, then stood up straight, put her hands on her hips, posing in a styling, and asked with a smile: How about it, the new hairstyle looks good?

Good-looking I gave two thumbs up and praised: Lin Zhiling and Lin Zhiling are not as good-looking as you

You are just sweet-mouthed. Mom smiled slightly and blinked at me: I'll get a reward later

What to reward?

I bought your favorite lamb steak

Lamb chops?

Why, don't you want to eat?

Either you don't want to eat, or you're a little angry

This meal is not bad, I have some purgated tea after eating

I felt my whole body was hot, my heart was beating constantly, and my penis was hard, like iron. In order not to let my mother notice, my legs were tightly clamped, pretending to be fine, as if I was not a human being.

It was not until my mother turned around and entered the room that I jumped up suddenly, clasped my hands into fists, and beat hard on the sofa. I wanted to relieve my excitement, so I simply ran to the bathroom, rinsed my head with cold water in front of the water pipe.

Are you wrong! Wash your hair in cold water? My mother's scream came from outside the door. She almost walked behind me and pulled me up with a handful of help.

My hair was wet, gasping heavily, looking at my mother with a distracted look. She had taken off her uniform and stockings and put on a loose home clothes, but the long waves were so charming and sexy that I felt that I could not hold on anymore, so I quickly put my head under the water pipe and rushed through it.

Alas, you kid!

My mother pulled me up again anxiously and stared at me with a little confused: What are you doing? You are not afraid of a cold!

I... I looked at her blankly, not knowing how to explain for a moment

What's wrong with you? Are you being stimulated? Mom asked with concern

Yes! I said loudly: I'm so stimulating! It's all your new hairstyle, it's so ugly!

Ah? Mom was stunned and subconsciously put her hair together with her hands: ugly? Didn’t you say it was good?

What's so good! You can change it back quickly, it's so ugly. I'm talking nonsense

Mom rolled her eyes and snorted: Why! You say it's ugly, I think it's pretty good, I like it

Anyway, you like, you like, just as you like, I muttered quietly while walking towards the bedroom as if I ran away, and I heard my mother muttering in a low voice from behind: Is there something wrong

After returning to the room, I was gasping for breath. I didn't know why I was so anxious, and it was even a little unreasonable.

I want to calm down, but my mother's beautiful figure is always wandering in my mind

Desire is like wildfire, and it is getting stronger and stronger in my body. I am still struggling hard for the final struggle, but I also know that this is all in vain, because the dick in the crotch can never soften, and he needs to vent it very much now.

While my mother was cooking dinner in the kitchen, I finally compromised with the devil and tiptoed into my parents' bedroom to find the original stockings that my mother had just changed.

The suit and skirt I changed was hung flat, but there was no trace of stockings. Where was it hidden?

Stockings did not appear in the laundry basket. It was impossible for my mother to wash the stockings in such a short time. The only possibility was that she was hiding somewhere.

I was rummaging carefully, but I was blaming my mother in my heart, why should I guard against my son like a thief? Am I so untrustworthy?

After searching, I finally found the pair of black silk glass pantyhose under the mattress. It was so hidden very deeply.

I put it in front of my nose and took a deep breath. It was full of the unique smell of mature women. The sour feeling that ran straight from the soles of my feet and the head made me tremble all over my body.

I knew I was becoming more and more perverted. After the final ideological struggle, I stuffed my mother's pantyhose into my pocket and quietly left the room.

I know my mother will find out 100%, but now she has sperm on her brain and can't control anything anymore

I was not in a hurry to masturbate when I returned to the bedroom. I was about to start a meal. I didn’t have much time left for me. I didn’t want to vent it so quickly. Even if I was a plane, it would require a sense of ritual and satisfaction.

Dad has something to do, he won't come back

During the meal, I was a little absent-minded, and my mind was full of masturbation when I returned to the room next time. I was thorny all over my body. The feeling of impatientness was like the long-awaited holiday was finally coming.

My mother sneaked at me from time to time. After all, my behavior is a bit too neurotic today, so it is normal for her to worry.

After eating, I returned to the bedroom and sat at the desk to start reviewing. I still have to continue to endure, until my mother sleeps, and when no one disturbs me, I can comfortably put my mother's original stockings on my cock and vent it happily.

Just as I was suppressing my desire, my mother saw the house, and the rich chicken soup came with her. I frowned and said bitterly: "You still drink it?"

My mother put the bowl in front of me and coaxed: Of course I have to drink it. The third year of high school is the most brain-intensive. You need to make a lot of money now. Jiang Yiran's mother said that she has been stewed nutritional soup for Jiang Yiran since the semester of get off work last year. You see, Jiang Yiran's midterm exam has improved a lot.

Jiang Yiran's good exam was the result of his hard study. Is it related to this Tang? You damn people, you really... can't tell you anymore

Why doesn't it matter? What's wrong with us moms? It's not for your own good. Drink it quickly

This thing is so hot

You won't drink more water when you get angry

I said a little amused: You...you are just unreasonable now that you are almost burning with desire, just like a powder barrel. If you drink this thing, you will probably explode on the spot.

My mother said unhappily: I am unreasonable? I am busy in the company every day. When I come back, I have to cook for you. I have to work hard to make soup for you after cooking. I am unreasonable?

I just said casually, why are you anxious? I'll drink it, can't I drink it?

After taking the chicken soup, pinched his nose and drank it all. After a while, I felt warm all over.

My mother is not nourishing my brain, she is simply nourishing my yin and kidney Ah

My mother was not in a hurry to go out, but instead sat down and asked: Have you been more honest recently? Didn’t you cause trouble outside?

Honestly, I'm very honest, I didn't mess with anything. I didn't dare to look at my mother's eyes. After all, I just stole a pair of my mother's original pantyhose and felt a little guilty.

Mom raised her hand and gently stroked my head, and said softly: Hold on to it again, gritted her teeth and passed by the senior high school

It was already full of desire, but now it gave my mother the fragrance unique to mature women. It was so scented that the penis in her crotch was raised high, making her feel so thrilling that it hurts.

In order not to let my mother notice the clues, I grabbed the pen and stabbed it hard on the back of my hand. The pain temporarily kept me awake.

What are you doing? Mom was shocked

I'm concentrating, I'm talking nonsense

There is no need to harm yourself even if you concentrate... Don't move, don't move. Halfway through the words, my mother suddenly changed her face, as if she was frightened, and she said anxiously

What's wrong? I was shocked too

You have a nosebleed, don't move, tilt your head,

Then should I stop moving or raise my head? I wiped it with my hand and I was bleeding from my nose.

I'm still talking like this. I'm raising my head quickly

Mom held my head laughed and cried, leaning back hard

My mother leaned forward, holding my head with one hand and taking tissue with the other. The home clothes were very loose. Under the collar, the plump breasts wrapped in a yellow tight vest fell slightly. Although I couldn't see the nipples, a large area of ​​snowy breasts fell into my eyes. The round and plump breasts squeezed together, the skin was delicate and smooth, and the white shook the eyeballs. I looked at my blood and energy surged up instantly, and I was dizzy. I wish I could put my face up and buried it in my mother's deep cleavage.

Alas! Why is it getting more and more flowing?

My mother blocked my nose with a tissue, and her face looked a little scared, obviously she was scared

I didn't care about stopping the bleeding now, and my eyes were staring at my mother's plump breasts in her collar, and I couldn't bear to blink.

My mother looked at me and asked in confusion: Why is her face so blushing?

Seeing my gaze dull, she was stunned for a moment, then reacted, lowered her head and glanced at her collar, her face turned red instantly, she reached out to hit my head, and scolded: Where can I look?

I covered my nose with one hand and touched the pain in my head with the other, and said casually: I am recalling my childhood

What? Mom obviously didn't react

Recalling the time when I was lying in my mother's arms and sipping breasts

Mom looked at me like this, and she was not scolded or beaten, and she was so angry that she was so angry: Your virtue... I really don't know who you are following

Follow my dad

Your dad is not as shameless as you

How can this be called shameless? This is a normal manifestation of a healthy man

You're the man

My mother sucked two more pieces of paper and patted it directly on my face. She said angrily and smiled: Wipe the nosebleed first.

Take a look at the soup bowl on the table and muttered in a low voice: I really can't drink it anymore, I'm a little angry

I muttered: I ate lamb chops again, and why are you drinking ginseng black chicken soup? I can't get angry, so I said I can't just replenish it. Now I've been too replenished and the stagnation has come out.

I think you are weak and not being compensated.

My mother turned around and came out of the room. After a while, she came back with the medicine box. She handled it briefly for me, and finally stopped the nosebleed. She told me not to study for the time being and to rest early

I was already at the verge of patience. My mother left, and I took out the original pantyhose that I had hidden secretly, sat by the bed, took off my pants and underwear together, and didn't care about the sense of ritual. The picture in my mind had not disappeared yet. I hurriedly put the glass ice silk pantyhose on the hard cock, and the black silk rubbed the glans. The delicate and smooth feeling of comfort was indescribable. I was trembling all over, and my cock was shaking and almost ejaculated like this.

I calmed down, held the cock wrapped in black stockings in my right hand, and started to move it. I picked up the end of the pantyhose with my left hand, put the tip of the sock under my nose, took a deep breath, and the slight sour mixed with the smell of leather, instantly filled my nose. I recalled the scene just now, my mother's round and plump breasts were like a shot of stimulant, which stimulated me to keep speeding up my masturbation, and the pleasure of ascension to the sky rushed straight from my back to my brain from my back

While smelling the smell of stockings, I was masturbating wildly. My mother couldn't help but appear in my mind. I fantasized that my mother was lying on my bed in her uniform, holding my firm cock with her cute little feet in black stockings, and giving me a rhythmic footwork. My hands gently stroked her slender black stockings legs, imagining the silky and delicate touch.

Due to long-term swelling, I did not enjoy it slowly as usual. I just wanted to vent my anger as soon as possible. The speed of masturbation became faster and faster. Just when I felt that the ejaculation was about to hit, the door suddenly opened.

I was so scared that I shivered all over. Instinctively grabbed the school uniform coat beside me and covered my lower body. I secretly scolded myself for being stupid, but I forgot to lock the door.

Because my back was facing the door, my mother did not see my actions. She walked towards me and asked: Are there any dirty clothes?

No, my mind was blank, I was perfunctory, my legs were clamped, and my body was stiff

Mom searched around, grabbed the school uniform and pants he had changed, and complained: It's so dirty, I'm still not saying that

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw my school uniform coat covering my lower body and asked: Is the top dirty?

Not dirty, not dirty at all. I prayed in my heart, begging God and worshiping Buddha, and hoped that my mother would leave quickly

I don’t know if I saw something strange about me, she looked at me suspiciously and asked: What are you doing?

I'm not doing anything, I... I'm meditating, concentrating, I... I'm meditating, my voice trembled a little

Mom said nothing, grabbed the sleeve of the jacket and pulled it hard

I couldn't stop it, my clothes were lifted up, and my mother's original black stockings were exposed to her naked face.

Because of my excitement, my penis actually ejaculated, and the thick white and smelly semen was sprayed firmly into my black silk pantyhose, and all this was seen by my mother.

I didn't dare to look at my mother's face, but I could hear her heavy breathing for a moment, and she smashed the dirty clothes in her hand hard on my face and turned around to leave the room

The numbness of orgasm gradually dissipated. I tapped my head with my hand and was caught. This time I was really finished