The room was dimly lit, with only a few small bedside lamps on.
Mom lay on her side, reading a book.
She wore a pink, semi-transparent mesh nightgown, its edges adorned with ornate lace.
The nightgown only reached her upper thighs, almost completely exposing her beautiful legs.
She wore thin black stockings, the straps of which could be seen extending from her upper thighs, mysterious and alluring.
The stockings were so thin that her fair, delicate skin was faintly visible through them.
The black stockings clung tightly to her legs, perfectly outlining their curves, reflecting an alluring sheen under the light .
The pink, sheer nightgown was like a thin veil draped over Mom, unable to conceal her graceful curves.
Through the semi-transparent robe, I could see she was wearing a matching pink camisole nightgown underneath.
Two thin straps hung down from her shoulders, securing the meager amount of fabric at her chest.
The low-cut V-neck revealed half of her breasts; it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Through the semi-transparent nightgown, I could almost see her two rosy nipples.
Her full breasts pushed the nightgown high, creating a deep cleavage even without a bra.
The nightgown’s hem was shorter than the robe, barely covering most of her plump buttocks, not even concealing the black lace panties she wore.
The hem of the nightgown was also trimmed with light-colored lace .
Because Mom was lying on her side on the bed, her two beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, were gently crossed and slightly bent, forming a beautiful arc.
This not only caused her plump, pert buttocks to stick out slightly, but also conveniently concealed her private parts.
My mother’s delicate arm rested on the bed, gently supporting her head.
Her hair, still damp from her bath, cascaded smoothly down her back.
Her flawless face was free of makeup, yet she was still stunningly beautiful.
Under the lamplight, her pretty face was slightly flushed, and her large, watery eyes were focused intently on her book.
Her small mouth was slightly open, as if she were reciting something, exuding a pure yet alluring charm .
Looking at my sexy and alluring mother, feeling the complex and captivating aura she exuded, I was completely stunned !
“You little rascal, you’re here?” Hearing the door open, Mom closed her book, slightly raised her head to look at me, her eyes sparkling with a spring-like allure, indescribably captivating.
“Mom…you…” My throat was dry, and for a moment I didn’t know what to say .
“Does Mom look pretty tonight?
”
Mom gently lifted the thin gauze robe covering her body, revealing a semi-transparent nightgown underneath.
A small foot, encased in black stockings, lifted slightly and beckoned to me.
Beneath the stockings, the pink-painted toenails trembled like blooming petals, breathtakingly beautiful !
“Beautiful…so beautiful!” The sight before me ignited my lust, and I rushed forward, throwing myself onto my mother’s soft bed and tightly embracing her voluptuous, mature body !
“Mommy…you’re so sexy…I love you, Mommy…” I mumbled incoherently, kissing my mother’s lips, my hands beginning to roam over her body .
“Ah…you little rascal…you…you mustn’t…” Mom’s face flushed red, her delicate body trembling slightly.
Her two arms braced against my chest, barely managing to stop me.
She gasped, “Promise Mom…don’t…don’t go that far…please…give Mom a little more time…
”
Hearing my mother’s words, I barely suppressed my burning desire.
Looking at her beneath me, I saw that although her face was flushed with embarrassment, her eyes held a firm resolve.
Psychologically, she had accepted me but was still hesitant; from a system perspective, her affection for me wasn’t yet at 90%, preventing us from taking the next step.
Forcing her might achieve my goal, but there would definitely be side effects, and my mother would be heartbroken—something I couldn’t accept.
Thinking this, I could only sigh softly and say to her with deep affection, “Mom, I love you and respect you.
As long as you don’t agree, I won’t force you.
”
“Son…” My sincere words deeply moved my mother.
Her alluring eyes shone with a passionate light , and her two delicate arms, like supple willow branches, wrapped around my neck.
She leaned in and offered me a sweet kiss.
Seeing my mother ‘s passionate expression, I no longer held back.
I opened my mouth and kissed her deeply, my tongue darting into her mouth and skillfully intertwining with hers.
At the same time, I wrapped my arms around my mother’s slender waist, reached behind her, and grabbed and squeezed her two firm, plump buttocks, kneading them vigorously !
My mother’s two plump buttocks were large, soft, and full of elasticity.
I held them in my hands and kneaded them into various lewd shapes, like dough.
But no matter what shape I made them, they immediately returned to their original shape as soon as I let go.
Feeling the exquisite sensation in my hands, I felt an extreme sense of pleasure !
“Mmm…uh…mmm…
”
My mother’s lips were sealed by my kiss, rendering her speechless except for soft moans.
I held her tightly in my arms, her large breasts pressing against my chest through her thin nightgown, rubbing against me.
I could even feel her nipples gradually hardening and becoming erect !
“Hoo hoo…
Mom, you’re so sexy…
Your little mouth is so fragrant and sweet…
It’s delicious…” I kissed my mother until she was almost breathless before I released her mouth, letting her lie flat on the bed.
I withdrew my hands from her plump buttocks behind her, moved them to her chest, and grabbed her full, beautiful breasts .
My mother’s breasts were equally soft and large, full of elasticity.
Even when she lay on the bed, they didn’t sag; they remained high and erect.
Her nightgown blocked my view, so I grabbed it and gently tugged.
The two thin straps snapped.
I pulled the nightgown down, and my mother’s pair of snow-white, smooth breasts appeared before me.
They were firm and high, trembling slightly.
The deep red areolas were only the size of coins, and the two bright red nipples in the center were already engorged and erect—truly beautiful !
“Mommy’s big breasts…” I groaned excitedly, burying my face between my mother’s high, firm breasts, and kissing her white , fragrant mounds. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
“Mmm…hum…son…mmm…no…it tickles…mmm…hum…” My mother trembled all over from my kisses, and couldn’t help but let out soft moans .
I kneaded my mother’s two large, snow-white breasts with both hands while kissing her deep cleavage.
Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just kissing her cleavage and began kissing upwards, from the base of her breasts all the way to her nipples.
I kissed and licked her deep red areolas, occasionally teasing her rosy nipples with the tip of my tongue .
“Mmm…ah…no…don’t lick anymore…son…mmm…it’s so itchy…mmm…ah…
” My mother trembled all over as I licked her, her moans incessant.
Her face was flushed and covered in sweat as she panted heavily.
She writhed beneath me, her silk-stockinged legs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other in unbearable agony.
Seeing my mother’s aroused state, my lust surged, and I couldn’t resist reaching out and lifting the hem of her nightgown, my hand moving towards her lower body .
Beneath her mother’s nightgown , her alluring private parts, encased in black lace panties, were prominently raised, full and moist, with a few drops of vaginal fluid already seeping out, soaking the thin panties.
“Ugh…son…no…don’t touch there…no…ugh…hmm…” The moment my fingers touched my mother’s panties, she immediately moaned, her legs clamping tightly around my hand, her slightly narrowed, alluring eyes looking at me with a pleading expression .
“Mom…I…I feel so bad…Please…please help me…” Faced with my mother’s rejection, I felt a surge of lust rising in my chest, and a violent emotion welled up inside me.
I yanked down my pants, revealing my engorged, throbbing penis to my mother once more.
I pulled my large hand, which was trapped between her beautiful legs, and instead grabbed her small hand, placing it on my penis !
“Ah…you…no…no…son…um…oh…humph…
”
My mother’s small hand felt my hot, thick penis and immediately tried to let go as if startled, but I held it tightly.
At the same time, I opened my mouth and sucked hard on one of her nipples, occasionally licking it gently with the tip of my tongue.
My other hand was also kneading her smooth, white breasts .
“Ah…son…um…ah…no…it’s so itchy…um…ah…
”
My mother’s sensitive breasts, under my repeated assault, involuntarily narrowed her eyes, which were filled with lust, and let out soft moans.
A blush spread across her fair cheeks, and her small hands, no longer resisting, obediently grasped my penis and gently began to stroke it .
“Sizzle…
sizzle…”
My mother’s small hands gently grasped and stroked my large penis.
The pre-ejaculate fluid flowing from my urethra quickly soaked the shaft, making the strokes even smoother.
The friction between my penis and her small hands produced a series of lewd sounds .
As I unconsciously thrust my hips to meet my mother’s small hands’ strokes, I continued to kiss and knead her beautiful breasts .
Sensing that my mother was no longer resisting my stroking, I released her small hand and began to roam over her shapely buttocks.
My thick, long penis, soaked with pre-ejaculate, appeared dark and shiny, a stark contrast to my mother’s fair, delicate hands, giving me a strange sense of stimulation .
“Mmm…son…mmm…ah…licking…mmm…Mommy…so…so good…mmm…no…don’t bite me…mmm…
”
I kissed and caressed my mother’s full, high breasts wantonly.
Stimulated by me, she moaned softly, letting out seductive gasps and groans.
Her body writhed and twisted beneath me like a mermaid, her small hands gripping my large penis even tighter, occasionally rubbing the head of my penis with the soft flesh of her palms.
Each time, I trembled with pleasure.
It seemed my mother hadn’t been stagnant lately; at least she knew how to vary her movements .
Gradually, my penis grew harder and harder as my mother stroked it, and waves of pleasure washed over me.
My desire burned ever brighter.
My large hands, which had been kneading my mother’s shapely buttocks and legs, moved to the area between her legs, and before she could react, I pressed my hand against her vulva through her thin silk panties !
“Mmm…uh…son…no…don’t…mmm…ah!
”
My mother instantly opened her hazy, alluring eyes, her delicate body stiffening.
A series of moans escaped her lips, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort indistinguishable.
Then, her body began to writhe and struggle violently, her beautiful legs clamping tightly together, preventing my hands from making any move .
“Mom…you’re already so wet…let me help you just once…let’s do it together…I love you so much, Mom…” I said breathlessly, my mouth leaving my mother’s chest, while vigorously rubbing her vulva through her panties.
Her vulva was already slippery, her panties were soaked, and even her inner thighs were wet.
As my fingers rubbed, more and more juices flowed from her vulva.
“Mmm…hum…son…you…no…don’t…mmm…it’s numb…mmm…so beautiful…mmm…ha…” My mother was experiencing intense pleasure from my ministrations; her body trembled violently as if in spasms, and her small hand gripping my penis moved even more forcefully .
Seeing my mother’s blissful expression and feeling her increasingly wet and slippery vulva, I felt a surge of accomplishment.
Wanting to make her feel truly comfortable, I recalled the techniques I’d learned from pornographic films and began to gently rub her vulva, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly .
After a while, my fingers slid up to her vulva, finding her already swollen clitoris, and gently pressed and rubbed it.
“Oh…
um…
son…
you…
um…
stop…
ah…
so beautiful…
so comfortable…
ah…
gentler…
too…
too intense…
um…
oh…” Under my ministrations, my mother’s small mouth emitted continuous moans, her voluptuous body trembling incessantly, her pert, plump buttocks heaving in response to my caresses.
Her breathing grew increasingly heavy, and her small hands on my penis moved vigorously, as if trying to transfer all the pleasure she felt to me .
“Oh…Mommy…your little hands are so good…just…hiss…let’s feel good together…” I whispered in my mother’s ear as I vigorously rubbed her vulva . Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“Ah…
um…
no…
don’t…
slower…
son…
too…
too intense…
um…
ah…
hmph…” Mom groaned loudly, stimulated by me.
One arm wrapped around my neck, her small mouth kissing my face haphazardly, while her other hand tightly gripped my large penis, sometimes stimulating the glans with her tender palm, sometimes gently gliding her fingertips along the edge of my glans, bringing me waves of intense pleasure .
“Mommy…your little hands feel so good…Mommy, does your pussy feel good…Mommy, your little hands are so soft…Mommy, a little more intense…faster…stimulate my glans…yes…oh…hiss…so good…good mommy…let’s climax together…
”
“Mmm…ah…son…no…no…don’t…say it…mmm…ah…oh…so comfortable…so beautiful…son…gently…gently…Mommy…so good…mmm…ah…
”
I kept whispering lewd words in my mother’s ear, and she, infected by my emotions, began to utter lewd sounds as well .
Her pretty face flushed, she was covered in sweat, and she was panting heavily.
My mother’s other little hand also touched my penis.
One little hand was quickly stroking my penis, while the other little hand pressed its palm against my glans, gently rubbing and massaging it with its five fingers .
“Hiss…oh…so good, Mommy…oh…I can’t take it anymore, Mommy…I’m coming!
”
My mother’s move immediately took my life; intense pleasure surged through my nerves, my lower back gradually went numb, and my fingers immediately began to rub vigorously against my mother’s vulva, my fingertips constantly pressing against her sensitive clitoris.
“Hmm…humph…Mommy’s here…son!
”
A surge of intense pleasure washed over Mom, causing her to let out a high-pitched moan.
Her body trembled violently, and her face was filled with an expression of ultimate bliss.
A warm gush of fluid gushed from her vulva, instantly soaking my entire palm.
“Oh…
Mom, I’m here too…
I came…
”
Stimulated by my mother’s alluring demeanor during her orgasm, I could no longer restrain myself.
I grasped her small hand and thrust my penis rapidly in and out of it a few times.
An intense wave of pleasure washed over me, and thick streams of semen gushed from my penis, all of it landing in my mother’s delicate hand.
Moments later, her hand was overflowing with my semen, which began to spill from between her fingers and drip onto the flyer …
After her climax, Mom collapsed weakly onto the bed, her mouth slightly open, panting.
Her flushed face was blank, still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm.
Her nightgown, which I had already removed and wrapped around her waist, was now covered in my saliva and hickeys.
Her vulva was a mess, still dripping wet with fluids that soaked the bedsheet beneath her plump buttocks.
Her silk-stockinged legs trembled occasionally, as if still savoring the exquisite pleasure of her recent climax.
Her small hands hung limply at her sides, covered in my semen, a white, splattered mess.
Some of it splattered on her body, and even more dripped onto the sheets.
After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my mother’s soft, delicate body, inhaling the fragrance of her hair.
My large hands roamed slowly over her smooth, delicate skin.
It was a long time before I finally climbed off her.
I saw her staring at me intently, her beautiful eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions—joy, sorrow, infatuation, and hesitation.
For a moment, I had no idea what she was thinking .
I pulled a tissue from the bedside and carefully wiped the semen off my mother’s body and hands.
Then I gently pulled her into my arms and softly said, “Mom, I know you’ve been hesitant and scared, but things have come to this point.
We can never go back to the way things were before.
From that night on, we could never go back.
So please don’t hesitate anymore, okay?
Open your heart and accept me!
”
“You don’t understand, son.
We have no future.
We’re slowly sinking deeper into depravity.
Our relationship is unacceptable to the world.
We’ll go to hell, son…” My mother nestled in my arms, gazing at me intently, gently stroking my face with her small hand.
She sighed, “Sometimes I think, am I being too selfish?
Am I spoiling you and ruining you?
But all I want is for you to be with me, son…
”
“Mom…” I hugged my mother tightly.
She was just a lonely little woman seeking a warm embrace.
I said to her with deep emotion, “Mom, you are my only family in this world, and the person I love most.
No matter what lies ahead, whether it’s a cliff, an abyss, or anything else, I will walk with you.
I am only happy when I’m with you, I…
”
“Don’t say anymore, let me think about it, okay…” Mom covered my mouth with her small hand, stopping me from speaking, and rested her head against my chest, her eyes sometimes clear, sometimes dreamy.