Outsmarting the Beautiful Mother (Family Incest Adult Novel)

: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : After hearing the scolding, I whispered, "No matter what, I still can't give up my beloved mother..." Unexpectedly, this whisper was heard, and she said even more angrily, "Why don't you go to bed quickly? If you keep talking, you will only be scolded!"

I returned to my room from the living room in a bad mood, closed the door and lay directly on my bed. What I thought about in my head was not the words I was scolded about, but my mother's beautiful figure and mature charm. Especially tonight, her slender waist and plump buttocks, her curves were clearly visible because of her fitting clothes, her 175CM height, and her long beautiful legs. Thinking of this, my lower body reacted unconsciously, but I didn't want to satisfy this desire with my own hands now. I hoped that I could use the body I longed for in the future to satisfy this need, but according to my mother's attitude, it would be unlikely to go any further. ． ． That night, I couldn't sleep because of lust and desire, but the light coming through the crack in the door of the room did not go out until the early morning.

The next day, my mother went out early in the morning, leaving me no chance to spend time with her. I spent the rest of the weekend alone. During the next six months, I lived in a student dormitory, and my contact with my mother was sporadic. I felt very cold to her. Perhaps this was a measure my mother took to calm me down? Just when I thought I was at my wits’ end, a reminder popped up on my phone screen: “Mom’s birthday is in three days’ time.” Three days’ time? Isn't it just a weekend holiday? I sent a text message to my mother with a nervous mood, asking her how the family would help her celebrate this time. A day later, I received a reply text message: "You are almost 37, why celebrate? Your dad is still having a good time abroad, how could he remember my birthday? Besides, we are an old couple and don’t do these things anymore. If you want to come back, bring me a cake!" After reading it, the enthusiasm in my heart was ignited again. No matter how cold and evasive my mother is, after all, she is not an outsider. There is still a line of family relationship between us. I can use this unbreakable relationship to wait for an opportunity to get close to my mother again. Besides, the content of my mother's text message this time is somewhat sarcastic about not being taken seriously. It is a godsend opportunity for me! !

I skipped half a day's class on Friday afternoon and went to buy my mother's favorite fruits and red wine. I also brought home a big cake. When I got home, it was empty and my mother hadn't gotten off work yet. I took the opportunity to arrange the things I bought, looking forward to my mother's return at around 11 o'clock in the evening. My mother's job is to be a salesperson at a cosmetics counter in a department store. My mother has taken good care of herself over the years and her dress is fashionable. She is still a front-line staff member in the counter, not inferior to the young salespersons in their 20s. Many mature women hope to be like my mother, so they will go to my mother to buy skin care cosmetics. Therefore, my mother's performance has always been very good and she is also a benchmark figure in the counter. I also heard from my mother herself that many male employees pursued her and wanted to get close to her.

The clock struck 10:50 and the door opened. Today my mother was dressed professionally for work. Her long black hair was tied up at the back of her head. She wore long false eyelashes and appropriate eye shadow. Her eyes were bright and charming. She wore a black and red suit on her upper body and a black tight skirt on her lower body. Her exposed thighs were at least 30 centimeters above the knees. She wore black fake thigh-high stockings on her beautiful legs. After entering the door, she held the wall with her hands and took off the bright red high heels. I think even without the high heels, my mother's head-to-body proportions are still good! Seeing that I had already prepared the cake and my mother's favorite dishes on the table, my mother smiled happily and said, "Silly child, isn't my birthday tomorrow? Why are you celebrating it today?" I couldn't take my eyes off her delicate face. I said coquettishly, "Because I can't wait to celebrate for my mother. I want her to eat what she wants as soon as possible. Besides, it doesn't take more than an hour. I want to be the first person to celebrate for my mother." My mother smiled and said, "You are finally better behaved!"

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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : After my mother fell asleep, I still tossed and turned, the sexually stimulating scene was deeply engraved in my mind, urging me to get this beautiful mother's body as soon as possible!

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: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Of course, this situation only lasted for a moment. My mother immediately pushed me away and said that she just wanted a kiss and a hug. Maybe the kiss and caress just now made my mother feel embarrassed, so she immediately regained her senses. Then I quickly changed the target and talked about the next attraction and continued the journey.

We visited many scenic spots along the way, which also washed away the unpleasantness of what happened in the afternoon. It was night soon. I deliberately drove slowly all the way back to the hot spring area. As it was late, we looked for many hotels on the hot spring street, but they were all full, not to mention that my mother wanted a single room for each of us. Finally, we found a hot spring hotel that looked very high-end. Although there were rooms available, the price was very high. Seeing this, my mother had to say that it was okay and we had to squeeze into one room today. Of course, I was secretly happy, thinking that it might be because of the kiss in the afternoon that made my mother a little defensive again. To avoid this situation from escalating, after entering the room, I quickly took out the red wine that I had not finished drinking yesterday to celebrate from the suitcase, and told her that it was rare to stay in a hot spring hotel, so why not relax and enjoy the life of a lady. My mother agreed with my suggestion very much. I handed my mother a large glass of red wine and said that I would do some filial piety and give her a massage later!

Then I went into the bathroom to wash my hands and secretly swallowed the aphrodisiac that I brought with me in the bathroom, so that I could enjoy the rare body for a long time when I could reach the goal later! : : : : : : : : : : : : : : :

At the beginning, I asked her to take off the seductive flesh-colored stockings. Without saying a word, my mother straightened her beautiful legs like a model on the bed and took off the stockings inch by inch along the outline of her white and pink feet. It was such a charming sight, but I still watched it expressionlessly, not revealing my intention. Then I asked my mother to lie down with her eyes closed, probably because as a mother, closing her eyes allowed her to have no worries. She stood on the bed with her legs in an M shape and bent her knees. Her short cake skirt was flipped back to her waist, revealing her red panties, and inside was the sweet hole that gave birth to me, the shape of which was clearly visible. This posture was as if she had completely handed over her body to me, not afraid that I had any bad intentions! Then we began to "enjoy" the massage. At first, I pressed along the legs from the calves to the thighs, taking the opportunity to caress the silky skin, and strengthened the pressure on the thigh roots. Every time I pressed, I found that the mother would clench the quilt in her hands and grab and release it with the rhythm and make "hmm~" and "good or bad~". Later, I put the mother's right heel on my shoulder, straightened her legs and pressed forward. The mother suddenly opened her charming eyes and asked with a very slight gasp, "Why do you do this? The action is so shy~". I said that this can improve the leg shape, and besides, I was afraid that the mother would have varicose veins in her legs in the future because of walking so much today. After hearing this, she did not stop me. After I continued to lift and lower my legs for 5 minutes, I found that the middle of the red underwear was causing intense friction between the labia. There were faint traces of water, so I changed to pressing the base of her thighs and pretended to be tired and increased the movement, deliberately touching the wet area of ​​her vagina. In the end, of course, a large area was obviously wet, and the air was faintly filled with her fragrance.

My mother sat up with a flushed face and said she wanted to go to the bathroom to tidy up, but I playfully grabbed her hand to prevent her from leaving first, and asked if I had performed well. My mother pinched my nose shyly and said, "You are good, but very frivolous." I asked further, "Did you have a happy birthday like that?" My mother said, "You did a really great job! I'm very happy, so I will give you a reward!" I seized the opportunity and asked her what the reward would be. Mother told me to think about it! At this moment, I was already burning with desire and because of the medicine I had taken, my lower body had already been erected. My mother just pretended not to see it. I changed the subject and said that I had a request, but it was a bit embarrassing. I just hoped that my mother could help me solve my needs now. After hearing what I said, my mother regained her senses and said angrily, "No, how can a mother and son mess around like this, even though your outfit today is indeed a bit hot!" But after I explained, she said that I could just use my hands. My mother thought to herself, "Well, my son did pay a lot today, so this little thing shouldn't be too much!"

My mother motioned for me to lie down, and then she lay on her side beside me. Her beautiful breasts, full of milk fragrance, rested warmly on my upper legs. Then my mother used her slender hands to speed up the stroking. The delicate touch made me feel like I was in heaven. After almost 10 minutes, my mother said that her hands were sore, but she still hadn't solved it. Should she stop? I anxiously told my mother that I could rub my buttocks, but of course she refused. However, I said that this would only prolong the awkward time. Later, in order to speed up the end of this situation, my mother also cooperated with me unwillingly. Then my mother knelt in front of me with her back facing me, a bit like a dog crawling. Her face flushed and she turned her head and asked me in a very magnetic voice, "Well, how do you move? I'm not very good at it." I smiled but didn't answer. I put my hands on my mother's beautiful buttocks, and gently hooked the elastic part of the red panties with my thumb, and began to slide up and down, first clamping my thick penis with her buttocks. When the hot penis touched my mother's buttocks, she also protested, and warned me in the tone of a mother, "Just this once. Don't be too messy, get it over with quickly!"

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After 3 minutes, I felt the resistance gradually weakening. Maybe my mother felt that the matter was done and gave up resisting. Then I kissed her sweet lips, but my mother kept her lips tightly closed to prevent me from succeeding. I thrust hard again, and my mother let out a long "Oh, bad!". At this time, I stretched my tongue across my mother's teeth and went deep into her lips, looking for that plump tongue. After I found it, I used various sucking and biting methods to taste my mother's soft tongue. Maybe because of the aroused desire, her tongue cooperated more than her body. At this moment, my hot body pressed down on that moving body, and I spread my mother's legs. I rubbed her round breasts with my right hand. I saw from the corner of my eye that her feet had been arched. My mother beat my chest weakly with her hands, and unconsciously made all kinds of uncontrollable gasps. Because of the influence of alcohol and massage on her lust, her mind could no longer deal with this situation rationally, and she had no choice but to cooperate with me in every sexual intercourse. Then I felt her hands holding me more and more strongly, and I also felt a large amount of love fluid being secreted in her vagina. I knew she was about to climax, and then I sucked the pink areola hard. Suddenly, my mother's waist twitched rhythmically, and I felt a wet heat wave on the glans. At this climax, I would also store the healthy, young and powerful semen for a long time, and shoot it all from the urethra to the mouth of my mother's uterus without reservation, allowing my seed to germinate in my mother's body. ． ．

My mother could also feel a warm wave invading her body. She was eager to push me away and kicked her legs against my chest to get rid of this moment. However, she was dizzy from the orgasm and couldn't apply force correctly. She murmured, "Ah... How can you be inside? Uh oh~" with a mixture of anxiety and uneasiness. "Stop it, ah... stop... Uh oh~ that's so bad~" "Let... let me go~ Uh oh~ like this~ like this~ I might get pregnant with your child~ Ah~ No~" My mother's movements at that time were a bit like a handstand. Her feet kicking on my body actually made me higher, so that I was inserting my mother from a high place. The sperm was more likely to invade the uterus deeper due to gravity. Because I took the prepared medicine beforehand, it would not soften immediately after ejaculation. In addition, I heard my mother confess that there was a possibility of pregnancy. Therefore, I continued to thrust for a while in this situation to ensure that my sperm increased the chances of my mother getting pregnant! But my mother's orgasm had subsided, and in one of her carelessness, I slipped away. She found an opportunity to quickly get up, and yelled at me with resentment and tears in her eyes, "How could you do this to me?" "What if I get pregnant with your child, that would be a serious crime of incest!!" When I reacted, I felt a hot sensation on my face! I saw my sobbing mother apologizing all the time, and saying that because my mother was so beautiful, she could not restrain her love for her. After more than an hour of saying nice things and giving reasons, my mother, who was born soft-hearted, gradually calmed down, and stared at me with a tissue to clean her lower body. At that time, I saw that what was discharged from her labia was all my mother's own fragrant love fluid. I quickly explained that I didn't ejaculate much and there was no need to worry. In fact, it was because of my subsequent actions and my mother's position that a large amount of my semen ran into my mother's uterus, so it was not discharged. I was secretly delighted! My mother retorted that how could I not worry, that recently it was the dangerous period, and that she had experienced an unexpected pregnancy in the past two years but had dealt with it later, which meant that my mother still had good fertility. I said to my mother in a coquettish way, "If you get pregnant, I will be responsible!", but unfortunately it backfired. My mother seemed to be irritated by this sentence, "Nonsense! Go buy me the emergency contraceptive pill nearby. If I can't avoid it, then I will accept it and be responsible for you!!" After that, I was almost scolded and kicked out.

When I got to the pharmacy downstairs, I thought for a long time. I still wanted to get my mother, but to get my mother, she had to get pregnant with my child first, and I had to become her man before she would have a chance to surrender to me! So I went to buy a box of emergency contraceptive pills, replaced the contents with sleeping pills I had purchased separately, and quickly ran upstairs to give them to my mother. At this time, my mother had already put on her clothes. She was still so hot, and said arrogantly, "Fortunately, you didn't do too much. You know your limits!" I glanced at the added trash can and saw a lot more toilet paper. It might be that they really couldn't clean out my semen later, so they thought it was a small amount and felt more at ease. At this time, my mother quickly took the medicine from my hand and took it, sighing and saying, "Silly child! How can you be attached to your mother's body?" I think my mother's heavy mood gradually dissipated, because under the multiple guarantees she knew, we were only temporarily pursuing physical pleasure behavior without the danger of reproducing offspring. Afterwards, my mother took a bathrobe and went into the bathroom by herself. Maybe she was afraid that I would be stimulated again, so she didn't say anything to me. After she came out of the bath and saw me, she ordered me to sleep on the sofa or on the floor that day to avoid any more trouble.

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Then I unceremoniously inserted my entire penis into her vagina and thrust in and out. The obscene sounds of "Puff, Puff" echoed in the room until the pleasure reached a point. I slowly turned my mother over and let her body doggy style. Looking at the mirror in the room, I saw the sexual organs of a man and a woman tightly connected. There was no identity ethics and status between mother and son, only intercourse between the two sexes, and the woman welcomed the seed that was about to enter her body in a submissive posture. Thinking of this, I shot large streams of semen into her uterus. I propped up my mother's lower body with pillows and quilts to ensure that my genes would remain in her body without a drop leaking out. Then I took pictures of the white and turbid mixture in the vagina with my mobile phone as a collection! After a while, I helped my mother's body recover to its original state. Because she was too excited, she had released her sexual desires several times in a row. I was tired and went to sleep first, but I was secretly happy in my heart that my long-term patience finally paid off.

The next day, we were woken up by a phone call urging us to check out. My mother saw me sleeping quietly on the floor and didn't suspect anything, but just felt groggy. I showed some concern and my mother said it might be due to the effect of the medicine, which meant that the drug was very concentrated and must be very effective! Right after we checked out at noon, I asked my mother where she wanted to go. She said she wanted to see the sea to calm her mind. We went to the cafe in Honeymoon Bay and sat there looking at each other without saying a word. Then I broke the silence and asked my mother if she was just saying it out of anger by asking me to take responsibility for things? Or are you serious? My mother said that if things were destined by God to develop this way, she would have to accept it silently. However, she felt that she had already taken remedial measures and would not make the mistake of having sexual intercourse with her own son again. She told me not to let my imagination run wild and to just treat what happened as a secret memory. The implication was that it would be impossible for me to succeed no matter what. But if it was really so unfortunate that I still got pregnant after taking all these measures, then this was fate, but she would need time to adapt. After saying this, she still said with a disdainful smile that it was definitely impossible!

After the holiday, I returned to the university dormitory. I would call home in my free time, but my mother either took the opportunity to hang up the phone or responded indifferently. Until two months later, I received a call from my mother one day. Her tone was a bit impatient, asking me to ask for leave to go home. When I got home, my mother was wearing work clothes, sitting at the dining table in the living room with tears in her eyes. I asked what happened in a hurry, but my mother refused to say. I looked at my mother and saw something in her hand that looked like a pregnancy tester. I saw two pregnancy test results on the test strip in my hand. I kept silent. After my mother calmed down, she said, "Just as you can see, I'm pregnant!" "I! Am! Pregnant!" These four words made my heart unable to calm down for a long time, just like winning the lottery. Although not mentally, but physically I have become a mother's man.

I saw that my mother was very upset, so I asked in a hypocritical manner if the obstetrics and gynecology department could not handle it. The doctor told my mother that because a similar procedure had been done a few years ago, it would be very harmful to her body and very dangerous if it was done again, so this time she had no choice but to give birth to the baby! This was undoubtedly good news for me, but for my mother, she could not explain to the father abroad how the child came about, and she kept saying that it was impossible. She had taken remedial measures, so why did it still happen? Of course, this was all a layout I carefully designed to help her win, but my mother didn't know. Later, I comforted my mother and said that this was God's arrangement and I would be responsible. My mother looked at me coldly and said no, she couldn't adapt to it, and she was worried about whether the future child would be my brother or sister or my own child. I told my mother that this was the flesh and blood you wanted to give birth to for me. At this time, I walked over and kissed my mother deeply to show that I loved her and I would be responsible! My mother pushed me away and said that even if it was possible, it would take time to adapt and she would also have to explain to my father. I said it was okay and that my mother would be able to slowly adapt to life as a mother and wife.

My mother had no choice but to accept this relationship for the sake of having a child. From then on, I gradually began to caress my mother. At first, I was reprimanded and stopped, but my child tried very hard to absorb nutrients from her body. Looking at her increasingly swollen belly, she slowly accepted my advances. We often had sex at night, and she would even take the initiative to propose to me. As for my father, he learned from the neighbors that my mother was secretly pregnant, so he hired a lawyer to negotiate a divorce with my mother. Having lost her father, my mother had to turn completely to my arms, and I gradually replaced the title of mother with "wife". Not long after, my mother gave birth to my child, and I won my mother's heart. Later, we moved away. Now my mother is still beautiful and works as an office lady, but the only difference is that the man next to her is me. Because my sexual desire is high, she often asks me to dress up specially to satisfy me. Not long after, my mother became pregnant with my child again. Until now, my mother still doesn't know why this is such a destined arrangement.