The New Man in Mom's Sex Life (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

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Before I tell you how I became the new man in my mom’s sex life, let me give you a little background about my family.

When I was almost seventeen, my father was assigned to manage the second shift of production in the factory. Of course, his salary increased accordingly, but at the same time, the responsibilities he assumed also became heavier. This means he has to work from 3:30pm to midnight, and may have to work overtime at any time. He also has to attend meetings on Saturdays, and sometimes he has to visit other production sites on his days off. He came home late, often didn't go to bed until the early hours of the morning, and seemed tired most of the time.

My dad is definitely a hard-working and responsible person who always devotes 110% of his energy and time to his work. But our family is not short of money. I really don’t understand why he is so busy working all day and has no time to enjoy life.

At home, Dad seems more and more redundant. He and Mom are getting less and less in sync, and Dad has no say in almost everything Mom cares about. Their sex life had virtually ceased to exist. However, my mother was a woman who loved sex (I found out later), and in the first few months, she even tried to arouse my father's sexual interest. Sometimes she would dress up very sexily and wait very late until her father came back, but he always disappointed her. It was not his fault because he was too tired to do anything else.

In the afternoon, he was always busy preparing for work in the evening and had no time to take care of his mother. Occasionally I come here on Sundays, but it's just a quick visit. Gradually, Mom gave up and became taciturn and difficult to get along with, but Dad, who was busy with work, certainly didn't realize this.

To be fair, if you pay a little attention you'll see that my mom is actually a very beautiful woman. The "women" I'm talking about here are not those petite, beautiful, simple-minded women who are popular nowadays.

My mother is not short, she is 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs 140 pounds. She has round and firm breasts, plump and curvy hips, a firm and straight butt, round and plump thighs, well-curved calves, and neat ankles. When she smiles, deep dimples appear on her cheeks, which, combined with her straight nose and clear mouth shape, bright dark brown eyes and soft, wavy tan hair, give people a stunning feeling, especially to me. The reason I made such a detailed description is simply to tell you that my mother is a great beauty. No matter where she goes, she will be the focus of people's attention.

As for myself—the last member of the family. I was just a junior in high school at the time, a good student in the traditional sense. He is an outstanding student in his class and also an excellent athlete. He especially likes playing rugby and is a member of the school team.

I'm 5'11", 175 pounds, muscular, toned, and the second fastest runner on the team. However, I have some problems in socializing. For example, I hate having boring conversations with others. I will be at a loss and don’t know what to say when facing girls. Although I have a strong desire for the opposite sex, I often hide this yearning.

I have also had experience in dating the opposite sex, and have had two girlfriends in total.

The first girl was the kind of woman who only wanted to dominate men and tell them what to do. During the time we were dating, she was always dissatisfied with me, saying this and that. Fortunately, I soon got tired of dating her.

I admit she was a good kisser, and my only impression was that she liked kissing, but I never thought of entering the world inside her shorts. Now that she's married to a slut who likes to whip her with a belt from time to time, it's certainly not her turn to tell him what to do with his life.

The second one was a shy and very short girl, at least to me. It took me a long time to teach her how to kiss, and although she tried very hard, seemed to like me, and slowly learned to enjoy kissing, she was still very sensitive. Whenever I got carried away and touched her breasts, she would immediately scream and threaten to tell her parents. There was no way out, our relationship had to end.

Then a playboy from our school got her into bed, and soon she became a slut ready to have sex with anyone who got the chance. At one point she hinted to me that if I wanted her she would be happy to cooperate, but I was no longer interested in any part of her body and I would not waste my passion and semen on a woman who was available to anyone.

I am a young man full of vigor and vitality. I am not ugly, but I can only rely on masturbation to deal with many dissatisfactions in sexual matters.

And my mother, a beautiful woman with a strong sexual desire, was neglected by her husband who was busy working.

I often come up with many bizarre, vivid and lifelike sexual fantasies out of thin air, and the most frequent object in my fantasies is my beautiful and sexy mother.

Think about it, the husband and father is away from home most of the time, leaving two lonely and thirsty people to spend the night alone, and you have a very obvious solution - it is really very obvious, that is - incest (if you approve of this behavior), which is really the most natural thing.

But sometimes, things develop in unexpected ways.

I am in favor of incest, at least I have this idea. I don't think incest is an immoral thing. In traditional concepts, incest is condemned, but I think that in family relationships, the relationship between parents and children is closer than any other person. Blood ties make them rely on each other, and it is inevitable that they have feelings for each other. It is not impossible for this to develop into a sexual relationship.

To be honest, I had thought about it, but I had never thought that this would actually happen, although I had done it with my beautiful mother countless times in my dreams, and I eagerly hoped that my dream would come true one day.

But when it came to putting all this into practice, I was at a loss. I spent a long time observing and thinking, and finally came to an incredible conclusion: my mother has always been interested in me - sexually.

After realizing this, although I was not sure, I decided to launch an offensive. From premeditated simple teasing to implicit teasing between each other, everything started slowly and naturally.

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