Beautiful Mom (adult novel adapted from anime)

My mother graduated with a degree in dance from a French art academy in her early years. She returned to Taiwan and worked as a ballet dancer. She was once very popular and became the cover girl of many magazines. She later married her father and ended her stage career when she became pregnant. After giving birth to me, she worked as a teacher in a dance school until now.

My mother is 34 years old now, but she is still very beautiful. Not long ago, a very interesting thing happened: that day, I was playing basketball on the high school court, and a classmate came to me in a hurry and told me that a girl was looking for me in the message room. I asked who it was. He said, "The girl is probably less than 20 years old, very beautiful, and looks very much like you. She might be your sister."

As soon as I thought about it, I concluded that it must be my mother who came, so I laughed uncontrollably and said to my classmates, "How can I have a sister? It must be my mother who came!"

My classmate was shocked and argued, "No, no, that girl is at most 20 years old!"

I said, "My mother is over 30 years old! She just looks young, so you can't tell."

That was indeed my mom. My mother has an extremely beautiful appearance. It can be said that she has a beauty that can make fish sink to the bottom of the water and geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame. She has bright eyes, white teeth, black eyebrows, cherry lips, ice-cold skin, and a beautiful demeanor. She is 165 cm tall, and her measurements are exactly 35, 23, and 34. My mother has a lively personality and is warm and innocent. Although she is thirty-four years old, she looks no more than twenty years old.

Although I was only sixteen years old that year, my body was as strong as my father's, but my appearance was somewhat mature, and I looked no less than twenty years old. In addition, we look very much like my mother, so when my mother and I walk on the street, people who don’t know us think we are siblings, and some even conclude that we are brother and sister!

Since I was fourteen years old, I have developed an interest in the opposite sex, and secretly read a lot of books on sex knowledge and pornographic magazines, and even often went to watch porn movies. So, even though I had never had any contact with women, I knew a lot about sex, and I longed to see a woman's naked body one day, to see what her breasts and vagina looked like.

I observe women carefully every day, but I find that among the women I see, none of them can surpass my mother in beauty and temperament.

I have admired my mother very much since I was a child, but from then on, I gradually regarded her as the object of my sexual fantasies. I also began to secretly appreciate my mother's beautiful and delicate face, slim and plump figure and snow-white and delicate skin. I particularly like her big, expressive, black, watery eyes that are naturally a bit shy. Especially when she is excited, her long eyelashes flicker up and down, which is extremely charming. I think every frown and smile of my mother is very touching. I often imagine the color and shape of my mother's flesh under her clothes... I really hope to see my mother naked one day.

However, my mother always dresses very conservatively, and except for her long legs and tender arms in the summer, you can see no other parts of her body. Moreover, my mother has always been very dignified, gentle, noble and elegant. Although she loves me very much, she has never played around with me casually. So, I have never had any improper thoughts about my mother.

My mother has a lot of friends, and she often has to go out at night for social events and to attend friends' celebrations. If Dad is at home, he will go with Mom. Ever since Dad went abroad, Mom went alone.

Because my mother is so beautiful and looks very young, she is very eye-catching and is often harassed and assaulted by gangsters and bad youths. There was even one time when she was nearly gang-raped by a few hooligans, but fortunately she was discovered by a patrolling police officer and was spared humiliation. From then on, I accompanied my mother whenever she went out, and she only danced with me at parties and never with other men. According to my mother, it is to avoid misunderstandings and troubles.

One day, I accompanied my mother to a friend's birthday party. My mother was dressed very gorgeously, wearing an apricot-yellow sleeveless silk shirt and a rose-red short jacket. She wore a woolen skirt of the same color as the jacket. She wore flesh-colored tights on her slender legs. She had light eyebrows, light makeup, and her hair was tied up high, making her look even more youthful and pretty.

During the more than two hours of the dance party, I kept dancing with my mother, fast three, slow four, cheek to cheek, swing... My mother and I were very excited. After all, my mother was a dancer, so when she dances, her figure is graceful, her steps are light and her movements are graceful. My mother and I quickly became the center of attention of the entire dance party. Many times, others stopped dancing to watch us spinning and dancing in the hall, which made me feel extremely proud.

When my mother and I were dancing cheek to cheek, our bodies were pressed tightly together. I felt my mother's breasts pressing against my chest, very firm and soft. My heart was moved and I hugged her waist tightly unconsciously. At this time, my mother's head was resting on my shoulder. I whispered in her ear, "Mom, don't we look like a pair of lovers?" My mother blushed, hugged my waist tightly, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"

I said, "Mom loves me very much, and I love her very much too. Does this count as being lovers?"

My mother chuckled, kissed me on the face, and said softly, "I love you too, but the love between us is only that of a mother and a son. The love between lovers is similar to the love between husband and wife. The love between mother and son is a simple emotional connection; while the love between lovers, in addition to the emotional fusion, also has the affinity of being together. Do you understand?"

"Mom, do you have a lover?"

"No!" Mom smiled sweetly, and her cheeks immediately turned red.

Her head slowly left my shoulder, she kept looking into my eyes, and suddenly said softly:

"Zhizhi, you are so beautiful! I used to only see you as my son, but when I heard you mention lover just now, I tried to see you as a lover, and found that you are handsome, tall and strong, gentle, considerate, and have a pair of passionate eyes that are bright and charming. You are indeed the standard object for women to choose as a lover! If I were not your mother, I might really take the initiative to pursue you and make you my lover!"

I whispered, "Mom, let's be lovers! This way, Mom will have a husband and a lover. It's great to have two men loving you!"

My mother blushed again, glanced at me and said:

"How can a mother be her son's lover? You are the apple of her eye. You are the person she loves most in the world, even more than your father." She kissed me on the cheek.

At this moment, the lights in the ballroom suddenly dimmed, and gradually it became almost pitch dark.

"Mom, why did the lights suddenly dim?" I asked my mother.

"It's at every ball, a dream moment for lovers."

"What do lovers do now?"

Mom didn't answer immediately. She leaned her head on my shoulder again, pressed her face against mine, smiled sweetly and whispered:

"Okay, then let me give you an experience! We can be dance lovers for five minutes! Now don't think of me as your mother, but imagine that I'm your lover, a girl you like. Men and women are in love, and she has thrown herself into your arms now! What should you do?" As she said this, she tightened her hand around my waist and put the other hand around my neck. My heart felt warm, and I also wanted to experience the feeling of being with my lover, so I hugged my mother's waist tightly. I felt my mother's two hard breasts pressing against my chest. I put my hand that was originally on my mother's shoulder around her neck and whispered:

"Mom, can I give you a kiss?"

My mother laughed softly and said, "Of course! We are lovers now! In the dark, lovers can do anything!" As she said that, she turned her face to me. Although I couldn't see my mother's face clearly, I could clearly feel her tilted head, pursed lips, and the fragrance that came to my face with her even breathing. As soon as I lowered my head, I kissed my mother's lips, and then kissed her forehead, cheeks, ears, chin...

"Hmm! Hmm!" Mom hummed a few times. Then she stuck out her tongue and licked my lips, and then reached into my mouth and gently licked my teeth, tongue and palate.

I had never had any contact with a woman, let alone kissing, so everything was new to me. So I also put my tongue into my mother's mouth and stirred it around.

My mother hummed, pushed me away, and whispered: "Don't stir it like this, be gentler and lighter. Feel the movement of my tongue in your mouth again. That's what makes it romantic!" As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and performed in my mouth for a while.

I was a very smart kid, so I learned things quickly. I hugged my mother's neck and kissed her passionately, our two tongues entangled in going in and out of our mouths.

My mother was very impulsive. She stroked and rubbed my back with one hand and pinched my butt a few times. I couldn't help but gently stroke my mother's back and round buttocks with one hand.

I heard moans from my mother, as if she was enjoying it. She hugged me tighter and her full breasts rubbed against my chest.

My mother's body and I were pressed tightly together from top to bottom. My penis swelled up at some point and pressed against my mother's lower abdomen. She felt it too and whispered, "What's so hard? It's pressing against my stomach and it hurts!" As she said that, she reached down and grasped my penis through my pants.

"Oh! It's so big and hard! Stop having those random thoughts, you little rascal!" She tried to move it away, but as soon as she pushed it aside, it bounced back immediately. The mother had no choice but to let it bear the weight. I felt that she stood on tiptoe and moved the position of the top down below her lower abdomen. Because I was standing on tiptoe and couldn't stand steadily, my mother's body pressed closer to me.

We hugged and kissed, caressed each other's hands, and rubbed our bodies against each other...

The lights began to gradually brighten. My mother panted and pushed me away, whispering, "Okay! Don't let anyone see, that's it!" We returned to normal and started dancing the slow four-step.

At this time, my mother's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were full of shyness, making her look very pretty and charming.

She smiled and whispered, "Zhizhi, do you feel what it's like to be a lover?"

I said, "It's so heartwarming! Mom, can we continue to be lovers after we go back?"

"No!" Mom said coquettishly, "How can my son be my lover? I just used the changing lights to tell you what lovers do at this time, just to add a little fun."

After the experience just now, I found that the image of my mother in my mind has completely changed. She was no longer exactly my mother, but a beautiful girl whom I loved very much.

I stared at my mother without blinking, and thought she was so pretty and charming, so charming that I could hardly resist her and be infatuated with her. Why didn’t I discover my mother’s beauty in the past! I really want to hug her tightly and kiss her passionately again. I even long to have sex with my mother and to marry her!

Just when I was obsessed with my fantasy, my mother suddenly whispered in my ear: "Zhizhi, what are you thinking about? Why are you looking at me like that? You look like a little pervert. It's embarrassing!"

I said, "Mom, I wish you were my wife!"

"Nonsense!" Mom hit me on the back with her hand: "Don't let your imagination run wild!"

"Mom, after being your lover for a while, I realized that you are really very cute!"

My mother ignored me, her face suddenly turned red and she turned her head away.

"Ah! Mom is so beautiful, a natural beauty and a masterpiece of God!" I continued to whisper in her ear and kissed her earlobe quietly.

My mother trembled slightly, looked up at me shyly, lowered her head, put her face on my chest, and whispered, "My dear child, please stop talking. You make my heart beat fast! Keep dancing."

I found that my mother hugged me tighter, and I could clearly feel her two hard nipples pressing against my chest.

Today, my mother's behavior was contrary to her usual dignified and solemn appearance. She seemed exceptionally enthusiastic and gentle, and very easily shy. She blushed from time to time, and her blush was so fresh and charming. Especially when she looks at you with that shy look, ah, it's so charming! I really want to swallow her in one bite!