Home campus Novels Feelings of déjà vu: dream or reality? KeyboardSwitching:(7/19)

Chapter 7

3days ago campus Novels 2
I had a very strange dream!

Or it is actually very common, at least compared to the foreseeable dreams I have made in the past few months.

The only unusual point is that the heroine turns from sister to mother!The second unusual thing is that in my dream, my mother doesn’t seem to know me, or I do, but I don’t look like my family.

In the dream, I still exist as a transparent consciousness, looking at the other me, and there are still layers of fog on my face, making people unable to see my face clearly.

At this moment, he was standing in front of my house, doing very vulgar things.

I felt embarrassed to say it, but I was actually flying towards the door of my house!

If this is a premonition dream, it would be better to kill me!How could I be so perverted?And what's the point of masturbating against a door?

But that's the case. This is indeed a dream of prediction. Because it is very real and very detailed, I can even see a drop of crystal prostate fluid overflowing from the urethra of my penis that I quickly strode, swaying with the slight shaking of the penis, and it feels like it is flying out at any time.

Every detail that is so subtle about the penis is vivid in my mind, which is really disgusting.

But it was precisely because of the too details that I suddenly realized that my cock in my dream seemed to have a bigger glans than mine. Is it because I was too excited and nervous?

Moreover, the penis and foreskin are darker, but this should be because of being in a dream, right?

After all, it is normal to have some deviations when dreaming, and it is good to be able to recall most of the dreams when you wake up.

The only thing that I can’t understand is why I am so perverted in my dreams?

Can you rub against a door?You won't be sexually hungry, right?

Just as I was watching myself masturbating at my door, the door of my house was suddenly opened from the inside. The sudden change scared me. The whole body trembled violently, and my hands, which were holding the cock and stroking quickly, subconsciously pinched it, but couldn't help it and ejaculated directly.

ah……

A scream made my body and mind tremble. Although it sounded crispy, it made me feel scared and ashamed.

My mother stood at the door with anger on her face. She originally wanted to scold me, but was interrupted by force and screamed subconsciously.

There is really no way not to be afraid. Even if the person you see is not your family, you will also feel scared. After all, it is not good to be ejaculated by anyone!

After a while, thick semen was sprayed strongly on my mother's dress, forming slender sperm spots, which were all stained on it. Although it slid down a little, it did not drip to the ground, which shows how sticky it is?

Are you perverted?Believe it or not, I called the police and arrested you?

It was not until after I ejaculated that my mother suddenly reacted. After waking up from the shock, she felt endless anger. The anger of the dirty skirt and the obscene behavior of seeing the man made her extremely angry, and her eyes were almost spitting out of fire!

Old...teacher...

I shouted tremblingly, but instead of calling my mother a mother, I called Teacher!

This is my doubt about this dream. Why did I not call my mother a mother in the dream?Why does the mother and son seem to be very different?

Could it be that this me in my dream is not me?

It shouldn't be, I've seen his face in the fog, that's right, that's me, so the only explanation is that there is a deviation in the dream, either there are some small errors, or it's an ordinary dream, not a predictive dream!

Of course there is another explanation, that is, I am absolutely unwilling to fantasize about my mother in my heart, so even if I have a dream of foresight, subconsciously, I replaced myself with someone else. Even in the dream, I was unwilling to commit molestation of my mother, so I forcibly modify some things in the dream of foresight.

Although the development of things may not have changed, it can at least make me feel better.

Of course, this possibility should be unlikely, because no one can control his dreams. Although I think I am gifted, I also know that I am not that powerful and can influence my subconscious and forcefully modify my dreams.

So the great possibility is that this dream is not a predictive dream or a predictive dream, but there are some unimportant small errors and some changes in terms of titles. Although it sounds strange, it does not have much impact. What should happen will still happen!

Suddenly, I knelt down in front of my mother with a thud, burst into tears, and cried bitterly in front of my mother. Even when I was the most naughty when I was a child, I had never been so scared.

I cried in front of my mother more often, but I never knelt down in front of my mother!

So this moment not only made me confused, but even my mother was a little confused and couldn't react at once. I didn't know that I would actually react like this.

Teacher, I was wrong. Don’t call the police, otherwise I will be ruined in my life...

My sudden burst of tears, my cowardly look made me as a transparent person as a side so ashamed. Isn't this too embarrassing?

No backbone at all.

Although what I just did was enough to be crushed by my mother, no matter how it was, I couldn’t be so cowardly!It’s okay to admit your mistake, but there’s no need to be so humble, right?

What if this is a foreseeable dream?Doesn’t that mean that one day in the future, I will kneel in front of my mother and admit my mistakes in reality like this?

This is so embarrassing!I don't agree!Strongly disagree!

A real man would rather die than be humiliated like this!

It is not the first time you dare to do this if you know that you will be ruined in your life...

My mother was very angry, but after being kneeled down and cried, she was a little confused about how to deal with it. The atmosphere became a little awkward, which also weakened her anger a little. She was not as angry as before, and her tone became a little calmer.

I knew I was wrong, but I just couldn't help it... It was like I was addicted to sex. Although I tried my best to restrain myself, I still couldn't stop it. I wanted to vent every day... Teacher, please don't call the police...

That I am really like a local dog who wags his tail and begs for pity. I was scared to this look by my mother's simple words just now, which made me feel unprecedentedly embarrassed when I looked at it. I feel that there will never be such humiliation as I am today in my life.

You get up first...what does this look like?

My mother was also speechless, wondering why I, such a big man, cried like this when I encountered some setbacks?

Could it be that my tone just now was too heavy?

It seems that the Chinese people are really afraid of hearing the word "call the police". After he mentioned it, he was scared like this?

Seeing that I was so scared, my mother's anger was relieved a lot. She was about to bend down to help me up from the ground, but she saw that the thick cock under my crotch was still exposed, and she still pointed at her slantly, which made her face turn red and her movements stopped.

Then she saw a lot of thick semen stained on her dress, which made her face darker and her mood suddenly became extremely bad. Because of this slightly bent posture, she even seemed to smell a very unpleasant smell of seafood, which made her frown.

You go to school first, and then talk about it after you have something to do!

After I was sent away, my mother immediately closed the door again.

My consciousness immediately followed the door and chased my mother all the way to the bathroom. Seeing my mother taking off her dress with disgust and disgusted look, leaving only a set of pure white underwear on her body, she immediately picked up the dress from the ground and threw it into the bucket. She turned on the faucet and washed it off, then rubbed the semen stained on it with her hands, then picked it up and threw it into the washing machine.

I poured in more detergent than before, and then I turned on the switch of the washing machine, started cleaning and disinfecting my clothes.

After doing all this, my mother left the bathroom and walked towards her bedroom.

I stared at my mother's graceful body greedily. At this moment, except for the three most important points that were blocked, the rest of my mother's body was exposed to the air. It can be said that it was the most fleshy moment I have seen my mother so far, although it was in a dream...

The fair body has no flaws. Every inch of the skin is so smooth and shattered. The skin color is even more than that of pure white people. The body that is not sunny all year round is so white that even if it is thrown into the dark night, it can be very conspicuous.

The breasts are full and firm. Although the pair of milky breasts are wrapped in a layer of simple cotton cups, they still have large pieces of white breasts exposed in the middle. Because of the gathering nature of the bra, a narrow, long and deep cleavage squeezed out in the middle of the breast, making people unable to take their eyes off their eyes when they look at them. This cleavage is enough to attract the attention of all men in the world.

Below the flat belly, a round and cute belly button is embellished, making my mother's belly look even more cute.

The waist is full and gripable. The thinnest part may not be as wide as an A4 paper, so I don’t understand how such a thin waist grows such a big breast?

Moreover, the buttocks are surprisingly plump, and the waist-to-hip ratio can almost reach more than 17!

The two plump and round buttocks were twisting lightly as my mother walked. The buttocks were white and tender and gave people a strong feeling. Even if they were plump, they did not look too soft, and the flesh looked very tight.

The two beautiful legs are longer and straight, which are very beautiful chopstick legs. They are plump on the top and slender on the bottom, with fleshy thighs and thin calves. Moreover, because they are ladylike, even if the mother walks, her legs are basically in a posture of being together and there is no big opening and closing. It can be said that when she walks, her feet are basically in a straight line, which also makes her hips twist more every time she walks.

But it is not coquettish and very beautiful!

Unfortunately, there are not many opportunities to see my mother's body. Even as her son, I have never really seen her body. It is the first time today.

And it was soon impossible to see it. As my mother walked into the bedroom and took a new dress and put it on, the scenery was gone. Except for her two lotus arms and her white jade-like calf, the rest were almost covered tightly.

When my mother came out of the house again, I was gone outside.

I woke up from my sleep, but after opening my eyes, I didn't get up immediately, and I was still lying on the bed, trying to recall everything in my dream just now.

My heart began to pound!

I don’t understand why I dreamed like this?If this is really a premonition dream, then wouldn’t I be finished?

Doesn’t this mean that one day in the future, I will not only masturbate in front of my mother, but also ejaculate my semen on my mother?It’s a blessing that I didn’t beaten to death by my mother!

how so?God is deliberately trying to fool me?

It would be fine if I had forced me to have many premonition dreams of having an inappropriate relationship with my sister before. After all, although it was not good, at least my sister was alone and might not be able to get through morally, but on some sensitive issues, my conscience can still be passed through.

But if you molest your mother, that's all right. How can you be worthy of your father?

Let’s not talk about whether my mother will treat me. If my father knows, I will definitely not be able to take it. My legs may be light if I get broken. Is it hard to say whether I will be beaten to death...

What a fortune is so good!

It's over!I don't know when this day will come...

I collapsed on the bed with weakness, and I could already predict my tragic ending after things happen in reality in the future!

After I woke up in the morning, when I saw my mother, I didn’t have the worry of dreaming of having an affair with my sister for the first time, but instead showed a look of fear.

I know that my future is over. If it is really a foreseeable dream, then my life will be completely over when that day comes.

unless……

Unless my mother will not tell my father about me ejaculating her in the future. Although it is embarrassing and I have to bear my mother's anger, I will at least not be hurt too much and may be beaten and scolded, but at least it is much better than being known by my father!

Is this just possible?

After having breakfast listlessly, I ran out of the house as if I ran away, hid in school, and did not dare to face my mother.

Deng Ziyi even saw that I was in a bad mood today. She ignored my classmates' sighing gazes and boos at the end of get out of class, and ran to my seat to care for me, making other students mistakenly think that we had a relationship, but in fact, it was not.

I looked listless and didn't have time to have an affair with her. I should have taken such a good opportunity to pursue her. Maybe I could take advantage of the momentum of my classmates to directly take over her, but I was really in the mood today. I was very upset by last night's dream of foresight and couldn't raise any other thoughts.

He casually made up a lie that his stomach was uncomfortable, so he sent Deng Ziyi to tell her not to worry. After she was not seriously injured, she ignored her and lay on the desk to pretend to be deep.

After spending the day in a daze, the teacher didn't listen to what he said at all, and kept thinking about how to deal with what happened in his dream.

As a result, it was useless after thinking about it for a day. Except for my mother not pursuing it, I had no way to solve this problem.

Apart from waiting for the future, I can do nothing. I can only wait for the future to die and then be beaten to death by my parents...

During dinner, I kept peeking at my mother carefully, observing her every move, and trying to figure out her personality. Although I had known it for a long time, I still wanted to see if I could find a glimmer of hope.

She almost discovered it. Fortunately, my mother didn't know what I really meant, but she thought my dog ​​was sneaky and had it made a mistake in school?

I could only express my shamelessness that I didn't, and then took my eyes back and didn't dare to peek at my mother anymore.

My younger brother is active during adolescence. Could it be that he falls in love with his mother?

My mother didn't see anything, but the sharp-eyed and active-minded sister noticed something abnormal. When my mother went to clean up the dishes after dinner, she secretly asked in my ear with a smile.

As a result, one sentence almost scared me so much that I fell from the sofa to the ground, making a look of horror appear on my face.

Not only was my sister's idea crazy, but it was also because she seemed to have seen through me. Even I didn't realize that I was subconsciously interested in my mother until the early morning. As a result, my sister just caught me when I was having a meal, looked at my mother a few more times and guessed this?

Is this too incredible?

Is it because I was too obvious, or is my sister's thoughts too perverted?A normal person would think of a bloody plot like a biological son who falls in love with his mother?

Don't talk nonsense, be careful I will sue you for slander... My cheeks became hot, and I moved my body to the edge of the sofa, avoiding my sister's whispering tomb.

I don’t know why my sister likes to talk in my ears so much. Is she ambiguous in her behavior?

I have to doubt now that my future union with my sister may be largely due to the reason why she took the initiative to tempt me. Otherwise, how could a person who has always abides by human ethics and morality do such a ridiculous thing?

It’s not convincing to blush like this!

My sister smiled with her eyebrows, stared at my red cheeks, covering her little mouth happily and chuckled, as if she had found a good reason to tease me, which made her feel a little excited.

Although I was panicked, I didn't let my sister continue teasing. After giving her a blank look, I quickly got up and escaped from the living room and hid back into my room.

Escape is shameful, but it works!

Just as my sister escaped the ambiguity between us last time, this time I also escaped her teasing, so no one can talk about anyone!

But even though I was lying alone in the bed, it still made me feel panicked and I kept thinking about what my sister said in my mind.

Do I really fall in love with my mom?

It is not a verbal love, nor is it a love above family affection, it is a real love between men and women...

Is this my subconscious?How did I become like this?

Lying on the bed in a daze, I slowly fell into a deep sleep in a sensation.

Then, the nightmare strikes again!

Compared to my mother appearing as the heroine in my dream, I now prefer to see my sister. It’s not that my mother is not beautiful enough, but that my mother is even more beautiful, but because her identity is too sensitive, making me unwilling to molest my mother even if I just dream.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. The more I feared, the more I felt!

I had several series of dreams in one night. Looking at myself quietly standing at the door to masturbate every morning, I was speechless. I had no exposure at all, and I didn’t know what to do when I was facing a door?

Am I so perverted?

And this is not the most excessive, and even more excessive, every time I finish masturbating, I ejaculated directly onto the door of my house, and then it has not been cleaned up, as if I wished my sister or mother could see it.

I think I'm crazy. Maybe some day in the future, I will be stimulated, and then become a psychopath, and finally do such a ridiculous thing...

Until the last dream of that night, when I was standing at the door and rubbing my hands unscrupulously, my deeds were finally revealed and my mother discovered it again.

This made a very embarrassing situation. When my mother opened the door again and saw me masturbating outside the door for the second time, she was not as surprised as last time, but her face was very gloomy.

Do you really want to die?

My mother had a dark face and said something that made me fall into an ice cave.

The invisible majesty that I am used to being a teacher is exuding vividly at this moment. Just a glaring can make my legs weak.

That I was even more unbearable. As soon as my mother finished speaking, he was so scared that his legs became weak and he collapsed and knelt on the ground. He didn't look like a man at all.

Looking at me, I started kneeling on the ground and crying loudly, desperately acknowledging my mistakes to my mother. As a transparent bystander, I felt that a moment of dullness was so shameful and embarrassing.

It is said that men have gold under their knees, so why am I so cowardly in my dreams?

But then I realized that this trick seemed to work very well for my mother. Although it was a little embarrassed, it could at least wipe out my mother's anger.

Although my mother was still angry, her eyes were no longer angry. Although she was very bored by it, at least her eyes were no longer so sharp and her eyes became softer.

Don't do this, get up quickly!

My mother's tone eased a little, and she couldn't stand these things the most. The look of a big man kneeling in front of her begging for mercy was ridiculous, but it was also pity.

Everyone will have pity and mom is no exception. The difference is just the level of the critical point.

Teacher, have you forgiven me?

I looked up hoping to look at my mother's beautiful face, staring at her slightly dodging eyes, and suddenly seemed to understand something?

The reason why my mother's eyes flashed and dodged was because my big cock was pointing at her with great pride, trembling as my breathing, which made her blush.

No……

As if my little secret had been discovered, my mother turned away the gaze that fell on my lower body with guilt, and said casually.

Teacher, forgive me first and then I will get up!

After hearing my mother's negative answer, my body that had already been supported fell back to the ground and knelt down again.

You do such shameless things and want me to forgive you?My mother rolled her eyes speechlessly. This was originally a blame scene. Why did I want to solve this problem by relying on a few words?

I have no choice, who asked you to take all your shoes?

You dare to say it!Upon hearing this, my mother turned her head and glared at him angrily, and said angrily: If you hadn't always used my shoes to do those sluts, would I take away the shoes?

The more my mother said, her face turned redder and her voice became smaller and smaller: And now you are still... taking that dirty thing to the door...

I was listening to my mother's words next to me, and suddenly I was stunned. Then I suddenly realized that the shoe racks that had been placed in the corner of the door had disappeared at some point, and the corner was empty. Now it seems that I feel so eye-catching.

What's the situation?

I was a little confused. I remember that my mother had taken the shoe rack to the entrance of the house, but that was all in the past?

Will my mother take the shoe rack back into the house in the future?This time it's because of me?

She also said that I took her shoes to do some bastards, what was that?

Teacher, I admit that I have a quirk, but it’s really not my fault to get it on the door. I don’t think so. It’s uncomfortable to masturbate at the door every time. It’s really better to masturbate at your shoes!

My tone even felt a little aggrieved, as if it wasn't because I did all this wrong, but because my mother took away the shoes inexplicably.

Rushing at my mother's shoes?What the hell is this quirk?

What the hell is wrong with me?

Why do you become so perverted one day in the future?

What's the point of scrubbing against the shoes?

Although my mother's high heels and other things look good, I am really not that perverted Ah!

Stubborn!Mom rolled her eyes and said angrily: According to your opinion, is it my fault?

This is what you said, I didn't say that, but if you can put your shoes outside again, I won't have to cum on the door!

Don't even think about it... Mom refused without thinking. But this kind of conversation really made her a little embarrassed. Her eyes always swept across my big cock from time to time. Her cheeks have never been white since the beginning, and they are always so rosy.

If you dare to get it to the door again...

My mother seemed not very embarrassed to keep going like this, and she always felt like she was at a loss.

So after saying this threatening sentence, he closed the door and prepared to go out to school.As a result, I just took a step and I hugged my thigh.

teacher……

Oh... Let me go...

I was just talking and was about to say something to my mother, but as soon as I spoke, I was forcibly interrupted by my mother's scream.

It seemed that I didn't expect that I would get started directly. After scaring my mother to scream, she kicked her feet around, and the heels of her high heels stepped on my thighs, which made me grin and my hands had to let go of my thighs.

Then my mother was so scared that she ran away. Without even taking the elevator, she rushed straight down the stairs and ran away in panic.

She was obviously at the upper hand, but at this moment she was offensive and defensive, and her role was completely in tune.

I looked at my mother's back as she quickly disappeared into the stairwell in a daze. I felt incredible. How could my mother be so out of control and scared to look like this?Just because of his beautiful legs?

Could she be afraid that I would do anything excessive, right?

With my courage, I can't have any inappropriate thoughts about my mother. Even if I had committed acts of molesting my mother or even ejaculated on her clothes, it was an unintentional act. I was just thinking that I was ejaculating on the door like now. Who would have thought that my mother would suddenly open the door at that time?

That's right, you read it right.

After my mother left, after relieving the pain in my thighs, I stood up again and continued to fly to the door. Until I shot all the semen onto the door like the previous dreams, I left with satisfaction.

I woke up slowly from my sleep. When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn outside.

After looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning. I hurriedly got up from the bed, got up and went out to see that my sister had occupied the bathroom to wash, so I had to go to the kitchen.

My mother was still cooking the last dish, but she looked a little distracted. For some reason, there was a burnt dish poured into the trash can. It seemed that she was in a daze while cooking.

Wake up, you can eat later!

When I saw me entering the kitchen, my mother just glanced at me and continued to stir-fry the refried meat in the pan.

I secretly looked at my mother, not knowing whether it was because the temperature in the kitchen was too high or if I felt my gaze. My mother's pretty face looked a little flushed, and she would change her standing position from time to time, as if she was a little tired of standing.

The loose nightgown covered my mother's perfect figure. Apart from raising her chest, there was no trace of spring to see.

Although her buttocks are also very perky, because she is just standing, and her nightgown is indeed very loose, it does not show much. It only occasionally looks slightly between her nightgown when her mother changes her standing position.

The round and plump appearance makes people unable to help but be charmed when they look at it.

Mom is beautiful and not to be desecrated!

So even if my eyes scanned my mother's important parts, it would quickly move away.

This is in reality, not in a dream, I can't help but be so arrogant. Even if I just look at it a few times, my mother wouldn't notice it, or even if she discovers it, she wouldn't blame me, after all, she just appreciates her figure.

Does it look good?

Just as I was looking at my mother's side face and figure, a slightly provocative voice suddenly came from my ears.

It scared me and subconsciously took a step back, but it hit two balls of soft things, which actually pushed my body back a little.

I don’t know when my sister walked behind me. She walked without sound and appeared silently like a ghost.

Ah……

Then my sister's slightly ashamed and annoyed scream came from behind me. When I turned around, I saw her crossing her hands on her chest, as if she had been hit hard by me just now.

Áhiss...

Then I was slapped in the head. My sister was still not satisfied after stuttering my head. She looked ashamed and angry, and she wanted to come up to teach me a lesson!

I quickly turned around and ran out, running out in a flash.

My sister was about to chase her out, but she was scolded by her mother: What are you doing?Freckle?Bullying your brother again!

I don't……

While running towards the bathroom, I heard my sister's slightly aggrieved voice coming from the kitchen, making me smile bitterly.

My sister likes to argue so much. She has bullied me since she was a child. Although I don’t care, I can’t say that she is used to it, right?You know that this is wrong.

And although everyone was wrong just now, if she hadn't suddenly lie on my shoulder and teased me, how could I be surprised and how could I be hit by me?

Everything was caused by her. It would be fine if I didn’t say I apologize to me, but I actually taught me a lesson in the opposite direction?

But I have a lot of adults, so I still choose to forgive her. After all, I am a girl, so why not let her take advantage?

And another reason why I didn’t care about my sister and chose to escape was that I didn’t know if I just saw my mother intrigue or because I accidentally bumped into my sister’s chest, which made my body react accidentally.

In order not to let my sister and mother discover the tent my second brother pushed up, I had to leave the kitchen early before the two of them discovered it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to be seen by them and there was no way to explain why!

I washed up in the bathroom until my dick calmed down and then I dared to open the door and come out. When I walked out, my mother and sister were already waiting for me at the dining table. When I saw me coming out, my sister clenched her fists at me threateningly, looking cute with gritting her teeth.

Then he was stared at by his mother sitting opposite her, and he had to restrain his temperament.

Come and have a meal!

After subduing my sister, my mother turned her head and said to me.

good!

I responded casually, and then bared my teeth at my sister, secretly pointed at my mother, showing her that I had a very strong backer.

My sister gave me a blank look, but she looked helpless. Obviously she knew that she could not do anything to me in front of her mother.

When I was at the dinner table, looking at my sister who was furious but couldn't have an attack, I felt a little funny in my heart. Suddenly, I felt that it would be quite convenient to have my mother by my side, at least to keep me safe.

Just thinking about the dream I just had made me feel guilty. Although it was in a dream, it was undoubtedly a blasphemy to my mother.

It’s just strange that for some reason, I seem to have inexplicably less guilt.

And it not only reduces the guilt. After having a spring dream related to my mother for two days, I have become interested in my mother now. I never had this idea before, but now I am paying special attention to her. Even just now I was constantly peeking at her figure, which led to my sister discovering it.

Now even when I’m having a meal, I always look up at my mother from time to time. I almost got discovered several times, but I just couldn’t help but want to see it, and I was addicted to my mother’s handsome face.

It was not until I finished my breakfast that I ended my spying from time to time.

I didn't go out with my sister, so I deliberately slowed her down half a beat and asked her to leave first and then I would go out so that I wouldn't be blocked by her.

After walking out of the house, I did not see my sister. It seemed that I had already gone to school.

When I went out, I glanced at the shoe rack placed in the corner of the door. When I recalled last night's dream, I couldn't help but smack my tongue.

Although there are many shoes of my mother and sister on the shoe rack, from high heels to sandals to flat shoes and slippers, and it looks pretty good, I really can't do it with them, unless my brain breaks down.

So I was speechless and disgusted with everything that happened in my dreams. I didn’t understand why I became that pervert in the future?