Stop squeezing me and my mom (family incest adult novel)

"Yulin! Are you still not well? Are you leaving..." I remember one day during my graduation summer vacation when I was sixteen.

I played video games until late at night. This morning I went shopping with my mother. My mother was 39 years old that year and had a slim figure.

Like an ordinary working girl, any man would want to take a look at her.

"Here I come, here I come, I have to go shopping again..." He replied with his eyes hurting so much that he couldn't open them.

I grew up in a single-parent family and I have been a good helper to my mother in shopping because I can help her carry things,

Give her advice, so my mother often buys me toys or things I like, so I also like to talk to my mother.

Mom goes shopping.

Today was the same as usual. Mom was wearing a casual sports suit with a short skirt, and I was also wearing a half-length sports suit.

Hip-hop clothes, I wander around like crazy, buying whatever I want to buy. I walk around without knowing why.

Whatever, we passed a Triumph counter, and my mother stopped and walked in. I stood there normally.

I was in a daze in the store. The lingerie counters nowadays are not like before. Sexy lingerie is boldly displayed. Maybe it's because

I didn't notice it at first, but in front of me was a sexy transparent thong suit.

Maybe it was because I had just woken up, my penis started to swell up. I really didn't dare to move at that time.

Mom suddenly turned her back to me and moved towards the dress, her beautiful ass was facing me.

My younger brother brushed past me. I panicked and took a small step back. My mother was also indifferent.

I continued to look at her clothes, and after a while, "Let's go to the train station and go shopping at the next place."

We ended our trip in this area and rushed to the next shopping spot.

We got on the train. Because it was an electric train, it was usually crowded during the summer vacation. My mother and I

There were two of us standing near the door. My mother stood in front of me. I don't know why more and more people came.

The younger brother, whose swelling had just subsided after walking, was pushed by external forces and was hit by his mother's

My butt was bigger and harder, and because our clothes were so thin, I couldn't feel my brother.

Does it exist?

But I wanted to dodge and my butt would get in the way of others, which made the atmosphere very awkward, and my mother also felt that I was not

I was so nervous that I pretended to be calm, fearing that I would become more uneasy. So I stayed behind my mother like this.

I couldn't move and swayed with the train. There was a bit of guilt and a bit of enjoyment in this process.

Woolen cloth? But just closing your eyes, are you trying to escape?

Still a little intoxicated like me. After 10 to 20 minutes, we finally arrived at the station.

After getting off the train, my mother pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Huh...

...Finally arrived, let's go to Sogo first." Then I nodded and followed.

The first thing my mother did was to find the toilet. I went into the toilet, took out my brother and prepared to pee.

I saw that the glans was covered with white transparent secretions. I quickly took a piece of toilet paper and wiped it.

I went outside to the toilet and waited for my mother as usual. I was standing outside and thinking,

Will my mother leak something like me? After waiting for a long time, my mother came out of the bathroom and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Um...no," I responded, and we continued to go shopping in the department store. As we were walking, I didn't know what happened.

It could also be because the mother who got off the car was different from usual, jumping around like a young girl.

Just like attracting the opposite sex, I started to pay attention to my mother's body, looking at her hips, her breasts, her legs,

Everywhere I looked at her, I was completely attracted to her. My mother seemed to feel that someone was watching her.

Any movement she made was no longer the same as before, it would be particularly graceful, for fear of giving people bad impressions.

impression.

Sometimes she would come up behind me, grab my shoulders and ask if it looked good, or use her butt and body to

My body bumped against mine. Except for my brother, no matter what I did, like helping my mother get money or bags,

They will touch each other's bodies tacitly. When it was time to eat, my mother and I sat face to face.

She also ate with her chest sticking out, as if she was afraid that I didn't see her. I also resisted the temptation and ate the most helpless

meal.

After dinner, my mother and I went shopping again. When we got to a clothing store, my mother picked out a set of clothes.

I went in to try it on, and came out wearing a top with a slanted shoulder on the right side of the waist, and a short skirt with lace on the left side.

"Does it look good? Yulin!" The whole set shows off the mother's figure, "Yeah, it's very beautiful!"

" , then my mother bought it and continued shopping." Oh! It's almost four o'clock. OK, time to go home.

" Mom said," Let's go back to the station," "Oh, okay! " Then we walked towards the station.

The bus was still crowded. My mother also leaned against the door. I stood at the back. I thought to myself, I won’t be able to

It was so crowded that it wouldn't be as awkward as last time, but who knew that my mother would move back and press on me.

My brother's body immediately reacted to our physical reaction. Because of the long-term repression before, coupled with the current

I pretended to be very crowded at the back and squeezed forward. The swaying of the train also made me

My mother and I couldn't explain the feeling. It might be animal instinct. Later, my mother actually put the

My right hip moved to the right, and my hip groove was placed on my brother. At this time, my brother was in a position for lovemaking.

After one stop, more people got on the bus, and my mother and I became closer. At this time, I don't know why, I just want to take my brother

I put my penis in the most comfortable position, so I reached into my pocket and pushed my hard penis forward to

It hit my mother's anus and vagina. It might be because our clothes were thin. It felt like

Just like making love, I just want to see if I can push the other's underwear to the hole, so that we can get each other.

I closed my eyes tightly and held the railing with both hands, fearing that I would lose my balance. We held on like this until we got home.

After getting off the train, my mother came back to her senses and walked forward. I followed her closely and left the train station.

We got in a taxi, each on one side. The driver, probably drunk, said, "Oh, the young couple is arguing.

Sit so open! " , my mother's face turned redder and a smile appeared on her face.

When we got home, we did our own things as usual, and there was no big change, except that I

We would pay attention to each other's movements and bodies. I had to do one more thing than usual, which was to go to the bathroom to shoot my gun.

A dozen, and on the way out shopping, it is also a secret between our bodies, enjoying

other side.

One time, my mother asked me to go shopping again. I had just finished taking a shower and couldn't find my underwear, so I put it on.

I went out in my sweatpants and got on the train with my mother. I leaned against her comfortably and my brother started to swell.

It was big, and it directly hit my mother's vagina, but this time it was really different from the previous ones, it felt more real,

And my mother was different from before, her eyes were wide open, and her butt kept rubbing against my brother.

And she would push me a little harder, and this time my mother was curious and secretly touched me from behind.

Then I quickly retracted my hand. She turned her face and whispered to me, "You are not wearing any underwear?"

I nodded, and then my mother closed her eyes again, and kept rubbing her butt against me, but this time

Ah, I came. I came through three pieces of clothing outside my mother's vagina. At this time, I stood there holding back the pleasure.

Tell mom "My pants are wet, what should I do?"

At this time, my mother opened her eyes, turned around, took some toilet paper from her purse and said to me, "Be careful.

Wipe it first, and I'll give it to you with my bag later. Follow closely when you walk behind, so no one can see it.

it’s done! " At this time, I felt relieved as if a big stone had been lifted from my heart. After leaving the station, we went to S

After tidying up the bathroom, everyone came out and my mother said with a smirk, "Can you give me my purse back?"

" , so I nodded and said "Okay, that's OK! "My mother was also strolling happily.

I also followed my mother happily behind.

I just walked around and ate and ate and it was so pleasant, and we talked more than before.

We chatted while eating, talking about her career and my studies, just like a couple.

On the way home, my mom didn't buy anything this time, so I could hold her hand.

Only the railing, the other hand holding her shoulders, the brother against her vagina, but God! I feel my glans is good

It feels like it can be inserted, two centimeters or three centimeters in and out, it really feels different, and this time my mother's eyes

My eyes were wide open as if I was watching my brother inserting into her vagina. I grabbed the railing and instinctively touched my mother's

My butt feels strange, how can it be so real? It turns out that my mother has already taken off her panties. I put my hand back.

At this time, we pushed each other harder, trying to get as far as five or seven centimeters, and we were also afraid of being seen.

We were having sex when my mom turned around and said, "My skirt must be wet. You should follow me when we get off the bus."

Stay behind me, otherwise others will see you." Then we continued to sway with the train.

After that, maybe my mother got smarter and went out to buy a super-thin cotton sports skirt and sports pants.

And it was black, I thought that way others wouldn't notice that it was wet, although my mother didn't say anything when she gave it to me,

But this time we all tacitly wore it to go shopping in the bus, and this time we wore the pants my mother bought.

It's different. It feels like I'm just wearing a condom when I'm outside. My brother is already hard before I get in the car.

The tent was set up, so I borrowed a bag from my mother to cover it first, and got on the car. As if I had been waiting for a long time, the two

I tried the effect of this dress, and it was different from the last time. Almost two-thirds of it could be inserted, and my mother's eyes were

With eyes fixed on the door, we made love gently, vigorously, and swayingly, especially when the track was changed.

It was the most comfortable time for us. It was really comfortable to shake my butt hard.

I kept inserting my penis into her, and then I whispered in her ear, "Mom, I'm going to cum."

My mother's buttocks were lifted up even more, and her vagina was tightened even more, so I released all my sperm.

When we got in the car, my mother kept touching my skirt and asked, "It's wet, can you tell?" I kept saying, "I definitely can't tell."

In the days that followed, my mother and I treated this matter as if nothing had happened and never mentioned it. Whenever my mother said she wanted to

When I go shopping, I always wear the sweatpants my mom gave me, and our actions become more and more bold.

Now I like to be in the carriages and the aisles near the carriages. When I am about to ejaculate, we will move to the back.

Let me swing my ass hard at the back and ejaculate in her vagina. Sometimes I would ask "Mom, you

Will it hurt? " , Mom always shook her head and said no, so we kept two layers of clothes between us.

The mother-son relationship was good, and she also maintained a good attitude at home until one day during the summer vacation of my second year in high school.

Every night, when the 7 o'clock news comes on, I usually go back to my room and do my own things, like playing video games, reading comics, or thinking about

I was masturbating while looking at my mother. Maybe I felt that the electronic comics were boring and I wanted to see more of my mother, so I sat in the living room.

I continued to watch TV with my mother in the living room, but the news had to report that my father raped me.

When my mother and I heard the news about my biological daughter, we both blushed for some reason. My mother just acted as if nothing had happened.

He picked up the remote and said, "You're crazy!" Then he switched to the entertainment gossip program.

As a topic between the sexes, we were talking about where to have sex most excitingly. At this time, we were really unable to move, as if we were fixed in

On the sand, my mother was too embarrassed to turn on any program, fearing that the TV would say something wrong, so I

I was watching the show with my mom, and the TV started talking about some places: "outdoors, in the car, in the kitchen,

Balcony rooftop, train...

"Wow! This is really bad. My mom and I were really scared. We told him the thing we least wanted to hear.

I came out, so I lifted my feet and put them on the sofa, and my mother heard it and put her feet sideways on the sofa.

Maybe it was because I was watching TV and it was awkward, I didn't notice that her feet were placed in such a way that I could see her vagina.

Angle, "Oh my god, mom is not wearing any underwear!" I thought after seeing her swollen labia and those two flower petals

I have never seen petals before. As time goes by, my brother can't stand it anymore, and my mother is more dedicated.

Listening to the interview on TV, a small light seemed to be coming out of the vagina. The mother might also feel it when she watched it.

Something was flowing out of her vagina, so she pretended to turn her head to look, and saw that I was staring at her. She might really

Not realizing that her posture would let me see her, she immediately put her feet on the ground again, and I immediately turned my eyes away.

The light moved to the TV, and then my mother went into the bathroom. I thought she might not want to go in and clean up.

After a while, my mother came back to the sofa and put her feet diagonally on the sofa, just like before.

When I saw my mother's action from the corner of my eye, I saw that she seemed to be concentrating on the TV again, so I secretly looked at her.

Look, she didn't wear her underwear when she went to the toilet just now, but her vagina became even more wet. "It must be

She must have masturbated inside," I thought to myself, watching her vagina open and close. I knew that my mother must want me to give her,

But I just don't dare. We did it by accident on the train, but how can I dare to do it at home?

Do you have the guts to use my mother? Twenty minutes passed like this, and I went to the bathroom to release all my lust.

A few minutes later, I came out of the living room. My mother and I sat there watching TV as if nothing had happened. It wasn't until bedtime that we both sat there.

Go back to your room and sleep. On Sundays, I took the train to go shopping like my mother and enjoyed the excitement of men and women.

We usually like to watch gossip TV or sex education channels together. We have a tacit understanding with each other.

Without underwear, my mother would occasionally let me see her private parts vaguely, and I would stand up and pretend to drink water.

I passed by my mother and let her see my tent. The entertainment between us seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

One time, my mother picked up the remote control and pressed the channel search button intentionally or not intentionally, and the TV

I started searching from channel 0, and the first thing that popped up was a sex show, but I was wondering what was going on.

When did this channel come into being? It has to be paid for, but I didn’t think much about it.

My mother kept pressing the remote control but couldn't get rid of it. Maybe she was too nervous. "Is there something wrong with the remote control?"

I said, "Maybe, it's weird, I can't press it, it's really strange?" So I took the opportunity from my mother.

I passed the remote control and pretended to press it a few times, because I didn't want to turn it off. After all, I really hadn't seen it.

It seems to be really broken. Then my mother and I seemed to have no choice but to watch it together.

The sex shows, the groans of the male and female protagonists touching and inserting, really went deep into my and my mother's hearts.

I watched it for a while and then I rushed into the bathroom and ejaculated everywhere. My mother also came in not long after I came out of the living room.

I went to the toilet, and I thought she would do the same as me, and vent in it. After my mother returned to the living room, she put her feet on the sofa.

I looked at her hair and saw that her vagina was slightly open and wet everywhere. I thought my mother must be very eager.

The next day, when my mother came back, she said she was going shopping. I knew what she wanted to do. In the car, she was not like before. Her hands were

I would put it in front of her in a proper way. This time she actually grabbed my butt from behind and pulled it towards her butt. I thought,

I really wanted to tear our clothes. After returning home, we took a shower and watched TV together.

Although my mother knew the number of the sex channel, she was still too embarrassed to press the search button to go to the program we liked.

But this time, mom wore a larger T-shirt that could cover her underwear, because she got up after sitting for a long time.

Exercise, stand up straight with your legs and stretch your hands, and immediately your mother's vagina is exposed, then kneel on the sofa and

Pulling the back of the chair with her hands, she straightened her back and raised her buttocks. It was really fascinating. Later, my mother sat back on the sofa and continued

Watching TV, we saw the two of them go into the bathroom to masturbate before returning to their room to sleep.

This kind of life continued until high

There was a major change in the third year. One day, my mother came home from work and I was watching cartoons in the living room.

I waited for her to come back. Maybe she had been working overtime at the company recently and was very tired at night, so she didn’t watch TV with me.

I was particularly happy when I heard her? Wear? Then she went into the bathroom to take a shower. I don't know if she bought some on the way.

When she came out of the bathroom, I almost had a nosebleed from excessive excitement. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap silk gown.

The bright reflective pajamas, and her nipples are clearly visible on them, and she is wearing small checkered pajamas on her legs.

Hole socks, just like the heroine on TV, then mom switched the TV directly from cartoons to sex shows

Then she sat on the sofa, and she didn't hesitate to put her hands on my vagina. I couldn't stand it.

And my mother is even more daring, she directly uses her fingers to shuttle in her vagina, and when I see my mother doing this, I slowly

I pulled the front of my pants down, and my little brother popped out. I was afraid that my mother would find out, so I used my fingers carefully.

Because my mother was so absorbed in masturbating in front of the TV and me, she didn't notice that I had taken off my pants.

Pull it down and press it up and down with your fingers, rubbing it carefully. At this time, my mother really seemed to be serious, and she was getting more and more intense, and I

I changed to holding it up and down faster and faster. I couldn't control my sperm any more, so I screamed out.

And my mother's head was staring at me, watching me ejaculate on my chest, and she was also

She kept yelling, I think we climaxed together, and then we started watching porn every night.

I masturbate and I shoot, and we don't interfere with each other. If I want to have sex, I have to wait until Sunday, the shopping day.

As the day approaches, our shopping days also increase. Maybe it is because I am young and strong, I buy a lot of things every day.

My mom and I masturbate while watching TV. Recently, it has become more exaggerated. We would call each other when watching.

Go to the other side. This happened a few days ago. My mother used to sit at the other end of the sofa next to me.

I was sitting in the middle of the sofa, and my mother was sitting on the side of the sofa next to me. I was sitting close to my mother.

This side, almost only one step away, I don't know why I just sat there, and then the TV started teasing,

Then they masturbated separately. They were really too close to each other. Their faces were like a veil between them. They couldn't kiss each other. Finally,

In this way, my lips touched my mother's gently, and then I kissed her hard, and our tongues began to hook together.

My hands went to my mother's plump breasts, and my mother's hands also went to my brother.

My brother is so hot and feels so good. Mom just holds on to me and keeps kissing and fighting with me. Then mom stops.

I listened to my mother and continued watching TV. Soon my mother stood up and moved in front of me.

In front of me, I was facing that person's butt, and I also touched my mother's butt and stood up. At this time, we were like

We pretended to feel like we were being jostled by so many people, and then Mom said, "We're not

I didn't have sex, I was pushed by others,... "My brother was also pressing against my mother's vagina just like on the train.

But it was different from that. It was so smooth and comfortable to insert it, and it was the whole thing.

I saw my penis was covered with my mother's lubricant, so we went faster and faster, like a rocking train.

I felt like there was a huge gap. My mother kept calling me and I kept calling her.

I will express my love for my mother in these years to her this time. My mother feels my love for her and keeps holding the table.

I was afraid that my son would fall down, so my mother and I would hang out in the kitchen, on the rooftop balcony, in the suburbs, and even in my school building.

In the garden, my mother always told me that we were not having sex, but others were squeezing me.

Ours! "