Chapter 5 Mother's intoxicating charm

The driver of the taxi was a woman. Maybe he saw me hugging a drunk beauty and asked with some fun eyes, "Where is the young man going to?"

The driver probably regarded me as someone. Her contempt expression made my face full of embarrassment, and I could only report to a place unnaturally.

The driver looked at my mother and I who were snuggling together in the rearview mirror. She might not be surprised by this situation. She shook her head slightly, then started the car and stepped on the accelerator, and drove the green taxi out.

My mother had just drank a lot of red wine at the dinner party, but she was still sober and normal until the checkout. She was still virtuous and elegant in terms of expressions and behaviors.

But not long after getting in the car, she seemed to be unconscious. Half of her body was lying on me, her transparent eyes narrowed at me, and her face showed a slight color after being drunk, and her words were a little blurred.

After drinking, I always felt that the car was a little stuffy and the rain outside was not heavy, so I shook the window a little.

The cool breeze of the night blew in through the window, not only blew on me, but also blew away my mother's black wavy curly hair. Some of the hair brushed across my face and gently whirled my skin. It felt very comfortable. The thick black hair also had the smell of my mother and the fragrance of shampoo, which smelled very pleasant.

My mother gently moved her bright red lips, and some of the smell of wine mixed with sweet breath kept exhaling from her lips and teeth. The smell spread out in the narrow space and quietly broke into my breath.

The smell of my mother, the fragrance of her hair, the smell of wine she exhaled...the whole car was filled with her smell.

The fragrant fragrance stirs people's sense of smell and also teases the hormones of the opposite sex. Although it is difficult to speak and it is indeed not necessary, I feel that something hidden deep in my body is still hooked by my mother.

Especially her red lips were slightly open, and she always leaned toward my mouth intentionally or unintentionally, which made me unable to help but touch my mother's cherry lips. Fortunately, my mother's head was blocking her, and the people in front could not see me thinking of my biological mother. Otherwise, if someone knew that we were a mother and son doing this, it would be embarrassing.

My mother's hands were swaying on my thighs, and her whole body kept leaning towards me, as if she wanted to climb onto me.

Her virtuous wavy curly hair was scattered, and under the breeze, a mature and charming charm appeared. There was a drunken blush on my mother's face, and there were intermittent muffled groans in her throat from time to time, and a sweet breath kept spraying between my lips and teeth.

My mother probably just instinctively wanted to find a softer place to lie down, so she leaned on me unconsciously, but the result was that her behavior was too indecent.

My mother's plaid shirt shrank down a little because of her upward movement. The door opened with a buttoned neckline, and the small half of the black lace bra was exposed on her plump breasts. The trembling snow breasts were squeezed by the bra, forming a deep gully.

Her breasts were tightly pressed against my chest, as if to find a comfortable point, and it was slightly polished. It made me feel so comfortable that I couldn't help but hug my mother tightly. As a result, the breasts were squeezed by me overflowed, and a snow-white ball almost jumped out under my nose, and even the green veins on it seemed so clear.

At the same time, my mother's red skirt also shrank a little, and her plump white legs were exposed. My mother's feet were staring at a pair of high-heeled sandals. Her symmetrical figure made her thighs look particularly slender and beautiful. What's even more attractive is that as the skirt flashed, you could vaguely see the stockings on her legs wrapped around the base of her thighs.

My mother kept raising her legs and putting them on my legs, but because of the seat in the car, her legs would slide down when she lifted up. This repeated, as if she was deliberately rubbing my legs.

The stockings on her skin feel very good to me. Faced with the sexy and charm of a mature woman, I really want to reach out to hug her beautiful legs.

Even my beloved mother is inevitably thirsty. I really want to not look at my mother's body, but I can't help but peek at it. The battle between heaven and man in my mind, and what I thought was that the driver in front of me was a woman, otherwise I would feel that I was really losing a lot.

Generally speaking, even if it is a couple, as long as they are a little shame, they will not do anything that violates public morality, so the postures of the mother and the other are very close and ambiguous.

There was a red light at the intersection in front of me. During the waiting period, the female driver kept scanning me and my mother through the rearview mirror, which made me very embarrassed.

Mom, are you okay...

Mom, wake up, we are almost home...

I could only keep calling my mother, and push her gradually leaning over with my hands.

The word "Mom" was shouted very heavily, and it was deliberately a little bit more obvious. In the end, I didn't know whether I wanted to push my mother away or wanted to use this method to dispel the driver's malicious eyes, but this made the scene even more awkward.

Young man, is she really your mother Ah?When the red light turned into a green light, the driver started the car and observed it for a long time. The female driver was probably a little confused. She asked curiously, "Isn't it your godmother?"

This is not good at all. I know what kind of kids are popular in society. It is usually a euphemism for rich old men to keep young female college students or female anchors.

The godmother's saying is similar. Generally speaking, rich women like to keep young and handsome men, or rich young men like to play with other people's wives and beautiful young women.

No matter what it means, anyone will get angry, not to mention that the one in my arms is indeed my biological mother, how can I let others say this? So I was a little angry and said politely, why don’t you drive well and say anything? Of course, this is my biological mother, it’s just that she drank more wine and wasn’t in your car...

I said this, this time it was the female driver's turn to be embarrassed. She only heard her apologetically saying, "Your mother is so young, I thought it was the woman you picked up at the door of the bar... I honked the horn, and the other party continued to open his mouth and said, "That, the young man is embarrassed, Ah, I blame you for your mistake."

Since the other party admitted that it was wrong, I did not pursue it anymore and did not speak again after hearing it.

Well... Son, don't move.

When the car returned to calm again, my mother snorted softly. She moved her lips and grabbed her hands randomly, but the direction was wrong, and her little hand almost touched my crotch.

My mother is drunk, but I am still awake. How could I not move under this situation?

Your mother probably treated you as your dad like this... The driver also discovered the situation in the back row and said with a very understanding look. Young people have strong hormones. Young man, you have to hold your mother and face up. Don't let her lie on you head-on, otherwise she will subconsciously treat you as a man.

This female driver is not old, probably about the same age as my mother, and she is somewhat beautiful. She has richer life experience than me. She probably feels that women and the young man are together, and they are easily attracted to something, so she keeps asking me to put my mother right first.

I am also afraid that my mother will be even more over-consciously, after all, this is in a taxi.

So I did as I heard this, and the husband took off the jade hand that my mother grabbed next to my thigh, and then flipped my mother's body.

But as soon as I helped her shoulders, my mother leaned towards me again. The space in the back row was small, so it was difficult to exert force on her shoulders. Seeing that my mother pressed on me again, I didn't dare to touch her upper body and buttocks, so I couldn't do it for a while.

The driver probably also noticed my embarrassment. Fortunately, she was more understanding than I thought. She used relaxed words to relieve my nervousness. What else did your mother fear? It would be a little better if you turn her body around her... People will be confused when they get drunk, and I won’t laugh at you.

People are always surrounded by things in society, such as family ethics. I think as long as they are sons, they should be as embarrassed as I am in front of outsiders.

The driver saw it but was very good at speaking, and dispelled my last concern. So I held my mother's shoulder with one hand and climbed on her warm buttocks with the other. He moved my mother away from me with both hands, and then hugged her and leaned against the back seat next to me.

With her back on the back seat, my mother's strength was much less. She just leaned her head on my shoulder, but she became much more honest.

After arranging my mother, the driver started chatting with me easily. When he heard that I had just returned from the thank-you banquet, the other party praised me for being smart and filial.

When the car turned another intersection, my mother and I finally arrived at the place.

Due to my mother's current situation, when I got off the car, I didn't dare to enter through the main gate, but entered the community through the side gate. But even so, I was still cast strange eyes by a few strangers.

I could only hug my mother's body and speed up my pace. In the end, I almost half hugged my mother before dragging her into the elevator.

On the road, I was always mistaken for thinking that my relationship with my mother was very casual. Now that I have no eyes from others, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a ding..., the elevator quickly went to the 16th floor, but my mother was like this, and the elevator still couldn't leave. I could only mutter with heartache, "I can't drink alcohol, so why do I have to show off my ability to drink so much...

Of course, my mother didn't reply. She still half-squinted her eyes, unable to tell whether her consciousness was sober or blurry, maybe there were both.

My mother's head was leaning against my shoulders, and I gently hugged her, and finally helped her into the house with my arms.

Because I had to turn on the light again, I could only take one hand back first, so the light turned on, and my mother's delicate body fell softly into my arms again. I was afraid that she would fall to the ground, so I had to use both hands, put one hand around her neck and the other hand at the bend of her legs, and gave my mother a princess hug.

My mother's long-chopped figure is beautiful and moderate. She has a thin waist like a willow and has delicate and straight curves. Her body is very soft. Yingying didn't feel it was heavy when she hugged her, so I picked her up immediately.

This treatment that should belong to my girlfriend was taken first by my mother. Of course, it can be said that it was something that my father should do, but his son did it for him... But who told me that the person in my arms was my mother? She raised me so old that she should enjoy such treatment.

Water...I want to drink water... After walking a few steps, I heard a humming sound of my mother opening her cherry red lips, so I put my mother on the sofa first.

I almost forgot that people who drink alcohol are indeed more likely to get thirsty, so I ran to the kitchen and poured my mother a glass of water.

My mother was confused and opened her pair of Qiushui's eyes, but her movements were not very straightforward. I could only sit up with her beautiful back with one hand, and then put the cup to her mouth with the other.

Even though she was not very conscious, her mother was still in a state of stance. She opened her red lips lightly like a kitten and started drinking sips.

My mother must be really thirsty, and a glass of water soon came to an end. After drinking, I took the cup and went up to ask with concern, "Do you still want it?"

My mother moved her lips but didn't reply. She opened her watery eyes as if she was pondering or looking at me.

The eyes were unstable, sometimes confused, sometimes sad, sometimes... and sometimes dusty.

At this time, my mother's red lips were slightly opened, and her moist lips were as attractive as rose petals due to lipstick. There was a lake of spring water hidden in her charming eyes, and her beautiful face was red. My mother looked like a pear blossom with rain, but gradually became charming.

I have rarely seen my mother like this, or only occasionally bump into her and her father intimately.

At this moment, the charm on her face made me unbearable, and my bottom almost instantly became hard.

I am her son, but I am also a healthy man. She is my mother, but she is also a beautiful woman. My head is very messy and I can't resist this faint seduction.

After entering puberty, I have fantasized about my mother countless times, wanting to kiss her little mouth, wanting to see her naked body, and even stripping her naked clothes and inserting her into having sex with her.

But I also know how immature and dangerous my thoughts are. The taboos of incest are unwilling to the world. Although I really thought about it, the first thing I thought about was to turn around and leave. But what I didn’t expect was that as soon as I got up, my mother grabbed my hand and brought me to her.

Xiaoxiao, okay? My mother is not very strong, so I could have avoided it, but when I heard my mother's soft words, I felt soft-hearted, and the result was that my body was uncontrollably pressing on my mother.

Well……

The summer clothes are thin, and my mother is wearing a thin shirt and a short skirt. The clothes that are sticking with my mother can’t do anything at all. As soon as my body touches my mother’s delicate body, I feel the softness and hugeness on her chest.

Then her body temperature also came to me. The warmth after drinking was extraordinary, which made my whole body tremble.

This feeling seemed to be a breeze that gently wrapped me in it. I had never had any contact with the opposite sex breasts before. I swallowed my throat and my mind was blank.

Your father doesn't want me anymore, do you want to leave me too... I fell on my mother's body, and she hugged me with one hand and refused to let me get up. One of the thighs under her skirt also wrapped around and hooked me.

Did my mother sober up after drinking some water?

But this is not like Ah. Does anyone have the courage to tease their son?

I can't understand what my mother means, but I know her grievances and grievances. She must be emotionally unstable and would make the mistake of her partner like this.

Mom, I won’t leave you... Can you let me go first?

I didn't dare to stimulate my mother, but whispered to her, even using the tone of pleasing her as a child.

My mother didn't reply immediately, so I looked at her eyes and tentatively stretched out my arms and supported my body.

I have to say that my mother's pair of breasts is really big and soft. The feeling of breasts being close to her breasts is very addictive. Her plump breasts are full of elasticity. She trembled with her mother's rapid breathing. I am really afraid that this pair of breasts will collapse.

With my arms standing on both sides of my mother's waist, I slowly supported my body and let my chest leave my mother's chest. So the squeezed plump pair stood up again and supported the thin shirt in a graceful curve.

I smacked my lips and tried to move my body away, but my arms numb. Maybe my mother pressed me down and it was a little stiff and had not yet relieved. My center of gravity was unstable and my body was tilted.

What followed was that my mother also moved her legs. She hugged my neck again and took advantage of the situation and rolled over, turning over and pressing me under her body.

Don’t think about running, you are my mother’s... My mother angrily said, afraid that I would run away, and put her hands on her arms, and her thighs were curled up to prevent me from moving.

My mother is on the top, and now I am lying on my back on the sofa. Her height of 1.7 meters is not much shorter than me, so I see her scenery in this angle.

My mother's plump breasts lifted her bra high, and between the two dazzling white and tender pieces was a deep cleavage, and then upwards, under her slender neck were two charming collarbones.

My mother's charming body made me dry and because of the posture angle, as long as she bent down, I could see the snow-white texture deep in her collar.

I was afraid of losing my mind, so I really didn't dare to read it, but I couldn't help but go and read it.

I tried to turn over, but the drunk people seemed to be very heavy, and my mother was no exception. I couldn't move and could only continue to coax my mother, Mom, I won't leave... My son will always be with you, okay?

Although my mother seemed to be awake on the surface, she should actually be in a state of being unconscious and possessed by a ghost. She didn't want to listen to me and talked to herself. Is it because her mother is not charming or is it because she is not beautiful...

Before my mother could react, she actually started to stretch out her jade hand to unbutton her shirt. With a click, the buttons were unbuttoned, followed by the second and third... As the defense on her body was lifted, her petite bra could not cover up a pair of heavy breasts. Her breasts were very beautiful, and they should be as big as 36D.

The small black bra with lace lace looks sexy and charming against the snow-white skin. My mother's breasts are upright and well-equipped, and the bra is difficult to wrap. A pair of bound beautiful breasts are so trembling that they can't hold back. It feels like they will jump in front of me at any time.

My mother couldn't hold back her hands, and the buttons were about to be untied, and I suddenly came to my senses.

The breasts that had nurtured me were just a short distance from me through my bra, which made me blush and a tent was also raised somewhere on my lower body.

If the woman on her body is Luo Wan, I will definitely strip her clothes and fuck her to no avail. After all, she is already in the age of full blood, but now it is different. This is my mother who is related to me, and I have to fall into a state of war between heaven and man.

I hurriedly stretched out one hand to unbutton the button she wanted to unbutton it. My mother glared at me with dissatisfaction, as if she was scolding me for not understanding the charm, and unbuttoned it on the place I buttoned it.

So my mother and I started fighting with each other. A handsome boy and a mature woman pulled off a thin shirt. If outsiders saw it, they would definitely find it funny, and they would even call the boy idiots and not understand the charm.

I pushed and shoved my mother like this. Although her top was not unbuttoned, there were still two buttons scattered.

However, because I was lowering my arms, my mother took advantage of this situation and stretched her jade hand to her chest again. This time she quickly untied all the loose buttons. Then when she lifted her clothes, she suddenly became bare-chested in front of me.

In addition to the bra wrapped around her breasts, even her small belly button and white belly were exposed.

And you can also see that the upper part of my mother's skirt covers a circle of waist, and the slightly raised belly profile looks so sexy and tempting.

Uh... I swallowed my saliva and found that I could no longer bear it. I instinctively supported one of my hands on my mother's waist, and reached over with the other hand to climb up her breasts. All I thought about was to enjoy my mother's particularly plump and upright breasts.