Sexy Mom in a Tight Skirt (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

Sexy mom in a tight skirt

My name is A Guang, I am seventeen years old; my mother is forty years old and is a doctor. My mother has maintained a good figure and has a beautiful face, so she is very eye-catching when walking on the street. I have always had my sexual fantasies about my mother, my husband, and my mother, until one day...

That afternoon, my mother and I took the subway home after shopping. There were many people on the subway. I stood with my head down, looking at my mother's pair of beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, full of soft beauty and very even. Looking up, I saw the seductive narrow skirt, tight white shirt, above the collar was a white neck, beautiful hair, sexy lips, big watery eyes, and slender dark eyebrows. My mother had a mature beauty, more charming than a girl, and she exuded the charm of a mature woman.

I looked at my mother. Her slender thighs appeared under her skirt. Her plump thighs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings made people feel the tenderness of a mature woman. I couldn't resist the temptation, so I pretended to drop my key, bent down and peeked under her skirt. I could see that my mother's panties were white and translucent, with elegant lace embroidered around them. The fabric itself is thin and transparent. Through this thin fabric, you can clearly see the pubic hair and the slightly raised mons pubis.

My heart almost exploded when I saw my mother's panties tightly attached to her white lower body. When I stood up, my mind was full of my mother's lower body.

After a while, I couldn't resist the temptation and pretended to tie my shoelaces, squatted down, and prepared to... again, but I saw an unbelievable scene: I saw a hand wandering under my mother's skirt, and my mother's thighs kept changing positions, as if she was trying desperately to dodge.

"Whose hand is this?" I thought to myself.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't believe what I saw: an old man with a wretched appearance was clinging tightly to my mother's back, his left hand had already gone around my mother's armpit, unbuttoned a button on the front of my mother's shirt and reached into my mother's shirt from the front, and his right hand was stroking between my mother's legs; my mother was holding the ring with one hand and holding her wallet with the other, so she had no hands to resist, and because the old man was holding my mother so tightly, she was unable to escape.

"No wonder my mother looks so uncomfortable." I thought, staring at the hand intently.

His hands were scratching outside the white lace panties. The area between Mom's legs was already wet. He kept rubbing Mom's most sensitive area with his index finger and thumb. In order to avoid the invasion, Mom clamped her legs tightly together, fearing that if she relaxed, his fingers would enter her body. Seeing this, I got hard unconsciously.

My mother's legs are very even. Although she has given birth to two children, she is still middle-aged and charming. This is the first time I have seen my mother's legs so closely. My eyes were burning with anger and I almost couldn't help wanting to swallow them... This is much better than porn!

The old man suddenly pulled his left hand out of my mother's clothes and quickly stuffed something he was holding into his trouser pocket. I saw it seemed to be a bra...my mother's bra! Sure enough, my mother's firm nipples stood out from the thin shirt.

The old man again put his left hand into my mother's shirt and played with her nipples, while his right hand gradually reached into my mother's stockings, and soon he slowly pulled my mother's stockings down to her knees and pulled her panties to the side. The old man rubbed my mother's breasts with his left hand, while his right hand was not idle either, reaching down to play with my mother's vagina.

My mother was shocked and embarrassed, but she didn't dare to scream, so she could only let the old man play with her in this position. She could neither resist nor force her body's sexual desire to be aroused. My mother was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

I stared at my mother's most mysterious place with wide eyes. As the old man dug and teased her, my mother seemed unable to hold back. Her legs gradually spread wider and wider, and she was shaking slightly. Through the old man's fingers, I saw my mother's two bright red labia sliding in his hands, and the vaginal fluid oozing from the slit wet the old man's fingers.

The old man pressed his entire palm on my mother's vagina, rubbed it a few times, and then wiped the wet vaginal fluid on the shiny black pubic hair under my mother's belly. My mother was twisting her body in a hurry to get rid of the hand. In my eyes, it was like she was rubbing her vagina against his dirty hand. My cock was erected and a big bulge formed in the front of my pants. While I was watching the man playing with my mother's lower body, I was also staring at the delicious flesh hole in front of me.

My mother tried hard to remain calm and tried very painfully to hide the burning sensation in her lower body. At this time, the hand was not idle either, with fingers raised and ready to rush into my mother's peach blossom hole. My mother desperately clamped her legs together to resist the molestation, but the man who harassed my mother used his feet to force her thighs apart so that his fingers could be inserted into the wet and warm vagina.

I suddenly realized that I should save my mother instead of just standing there watching. How could I let this wretched old man finger-rape my mother!

I stood up straight, approached the old man who was harassing my mother, and stepped on him hard. He endured the pain and immediately withdrew his hand and glared at me. My mother took the opportunity to adjust her pantyhose and shirt, and I glared at the old man. He soon felt guilty and got off the bus at the nearest stop.

There were quite a few people at this station, and I was squeezed by the crowd and pressed against my mother from the front. The contact with her soft and plump body made my heart beat faster. Due to the crowded place, I could only stay close to my mother's body. She seemed to notice my restless squirming and shook her body gently. This was bad. Her thighs were actually touching my vitals. I felt my penis gradually becoming engorged with blood and erected...

"Ah... Mom... It's so elastic..." The slowly hardening cock was pressing against Mom's lower body. Mom instinctively tried to avoid it, but the car was too crowded and she couldn't avoid it. Instead, the friction stimulated my cock to become even harder, and it almost went under her skirt.

The cock in the underwear pressed against the mother's elastic vagina that had just been played with. "Ah... Mom, such a soft flesh hole, if I could touch it... But what if Mom screams... I won't... I won't, when Mom was harassed just now..."

"As long as I'm careful..." My desire has been raised high, burning me like a fire. With lust in my heart, I didn't care about much else and began to slowly move my legs against the inside of my mother's thighs. I slowly, slowly exerted my strength, pushing my mother's beautiful legs out little by little...

But I still had some concerns. I went so slowly that it was almost unnoticeable, and because of my nervousness and the effort to control myself, my feet were still shaking a little bit! Mom began to feel that something was wrong. She had realized that my legs were spreading her own legs apart. She wanted to move her legs apart but she was unable to do so.

I quietly put my hand under my mother's skirt, and soon I touched her plump thighs. She trembled as if she had been electrocuted, looked at me in surprise, and lowered her head. She tried her best to dodge but did not dare to scream.

The touch of my mother's skin through the stockings and her fragility further stimulated my animal nature and lust. I stretched out my right leg and inserted it more forcefully between my mother's legs, rubbing her pubic mound. Her delicate body twisted to avoid me, causing my right leg to be squeezed even harder, and I could feel the high temperature of her pubic mound. My cold right knee exposed from my sports shorts, combined with the heat of my mother's thigh and the friction of her stockings, gave me a strange feeling.

My left hand wandered around her slender waist and pink buttocks, and my right hand boldly reached between her legs, tore my mother's pantyhose forcefully, and touched her lower body through the hole in her panties. I didn't care about anything and pushed my fingers further into her thick vagina. A lustful thought strongly hit my head and I pressed my middle finger against her hole through her panties.

My mother's private parts were attacked again without any preparation, and she couldn't help but groan: "Hmm..."