Mom obviously intended for me to see her naked (family incest adult novel)

One time when I was coming back from school and going up the stairs, my footsteps were a bit loud, but I wasn't sneaking up the stairs. Then my mother suddenly appeared in the aisle at the entrance of the stairs, completely naked, with her plump breasts and thick, hairy vagina completely exposed in front of me.

I was startled and my eyes involuntarily stared at her proudly erect breasts and her weed-covered vagina.

But mom looked more surprised and said, "Oh, I didn't know you were home."

It seemed that she was not in a hurry to cover up her body. Instead, she turned around coquettishly so that I could see her charming buttocks fully with my lustful eyes, and then she slowly walked back to the room.

Another time, the bathroom door was open and I walked in to find Mom in there, having just stripped off her clothes and was naked, and it was obvious that she was about to take a shower.

I was embarrassed for a moment and stammered an apology before slinking out of the bathroom with a red face.

It's okay, dear, Mom doesn't look angry, I forgot to close the door.

It's great that she's no longer trying to hide her sexual desire!

I was very pleased with what I saw.

The only odd thing about this is that there is also a separate bathroom in the parents' room, and my mother used to take a bath there.

As I said, Mom started wearing very short golf skirts (she didn't like playing golf), but only at home and when Dad was out.

That day she was wearing such a short skirt, which could just barely cover her hips. When she sat down, her beautiful thighs were completely exposed, and her white panties were always faintly visible - I found that they were always white.

My mother paid less and less attention to her sitting posture. She sat opposite me, her thighs sometimes opened wantonly, and sometimes she bent her knees and spread her legs to reveal the scenery under her skirt, as if she was completely unaware that her son opposite her was looking at her with lustful eyes, spewing desire.

The white panties frequently appeared and disappeared in my field of vision. Although it was just a quick glimpse, it was enough for me to see clearly the style of the panties. It was a transparent, high-waisted white panties, which allowed you to clearly see the tempting black cross.

I stared greedily at the dazzling black area. Suddenly, my mother seemed to see through me and glared at me coquettishly and charmingly, which scared me. But she didn't seem angry. Instead, she sat next to me, stared at me with ill intentions, and gently stroked my head with her hand.

A familiar yet unfamiliar female body scent drifted into my nose, instantly making my whole body tremble with excitement.

I just hope that my mother really desires me and can make me get what I want.

My mother was so close to me, almost within my reach. I really wanted to suddenly press her under me, but at this moment I was at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

If I put my hands on my mom and it turns out that I just wanted to do it, it would probably ruin the good relationship that I worked so hard to build with her, and I don't want that to happen.

After all, she is my mother. Morally, it is impossible for me to do anything bad to her unless she takes the initiative or has more intimate actions.

(Later, I learned that she was also very conflicted at the time, and had been trying to restrain herself from taking a step that might change our lives forever.

) Nothing happened that day, I was a little disappointed but also relieved.

I long for a breakthrough, yet I am afraid of it.

It was another evening, I was lying on the carpet watching TV, and I casually put the newspaper I had finished reading on the floor beside me. My mother came over and wanted to pick a few newspapers to read.

She bent over and half-knelt on the ground, her back facing me, her legs apart, her plump buttocks facing me, within my reach.

She was wearing a golf skirt and her white panties could barely cover her tight buttocks.

Through the white transparent panties, I can clearly see the outline of her thick labia.

Just as I was staring at them absentmindedly, imagining the wonderful feeling of rubbing and grinding them with my cock, I suddenly found that my mother was looking at me through the gap between her legs with a smile.

I immediately turned my head away as if I had received an electric shock, my face flushed with embarrassment.

My mother didn't say anything and continued to read the newspaper as if nothing had happened. I would glance at her from time to time like a thief, until she finished reading the newspaper and sat back on the sofa.

Only then did I realize that she was trying hard not to laugh, and she seemed very happy. It turned out that my mother had planned this all along, and she was just taking advantage of me, a cowardly spectator.

When we said goodnight to each other, Mom's kiss was particularly gentle and lingering, taking twice as long as usual and almost as passionate as the kiss between lovers. I could have sworn that her tongue tentatively stretched out twice.

She seemed reluctant to part with me, and I was sure she really wanted me to stay with her all night, but I backed off.

I'm afraid that once things start, they will be out of control.

Although in my dream, I can do anything with my mother in bed, I will not be stingy in giving my mother everything I have, and my mother will give me corresponding returns, including her enthusiasm and even her body.

But in real life, I can't, I'm not completely sure what my mother is thinking.

Ah, my dream!

I'm going crazy.

That night, I masturbated all night alone.

The next morning, I got up and took a shower. I felt surprisingly energetic. While I was shaving, I heard my father driving away.

Today is Saturday, and I know he won't be back tonight because he has a long meeting at nine o'clock the next morning.

Dad is so pitiful.

After shaving, I went downstairs to have breakfast.

Mom came in soon, wearing another golf skirt (I knew she must have put it on after Dad went out) and a T-shirt, and no bra underneath.

My god, she looked so hot and sexy, and I was only wearing shorts at the time. I couldn't handle it anymore, and my cock started to go out of my conscious control.

She made me my favorite pancakes and I sat down.

She came to my right side holding a frying pan with pancakes in it and put the pancakes on my plate.

Everything was so natural, without a trace of affectation. I reached my right hand between her legs and gently stroked the inside of her thighs.

She suddenly stiffened and stared into my eyes. Her dark brown eyes suddenly radiated dazzling desire, and I knew what I should do next.

It was like an electric shock. When I used my fingers to stroke my mother's soft, satin-smooth skin, the feeling was indescribable.

We both froze for a while, waiting for what would happen next.

Well, what should be done has been done. I have broken the ice and the thin layer of paper between us. I have no choice but to move forward.

At this point, if I still retreat as I did in the past, I would not be a man.

So I began to stroke the inside of my mother's soft thighs up and down, and then slowly moved up from the knees to the intersection of the thighs.

My mother's breathing immediately became rapid, but she still didn't stop me. Instead, she slowly placed the pan of pancakes on the table. She didn't mean to leave me, but just stood there and let me caress her body.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and she gently wrapped her arms around my neck, letting me press against her left chest, breathing rapidly. I guess she was also a little afraid of what was going to happen.

For a long time, I just patted and caressed my mother's charming thighs, and my mother just gently hugged my neck.

My left hand also pressed on my mother's thigh, and both hands stroked her thigh together.

My left hand slowly moved upwards along the outside of my mother's thigh, and soon I touched the height of her panties, but unexpectedly, the skin I touched was soft and warm, which was incredible.

My left hand continued to roam over her buttocks, and I finally realized that my mother was not wearing any underwear!

Unable to bear my caress, my mother groaned and pressed my head tightly against her soft and firm breasts.

My right hand was not idle either. It began to move deeper into the inside of my mother's thigh, very carefully approaching the target area that I missed day and night.

The mother quickly moved her right leg and spread her thighs to facilitate the exploration of her baby son's eager hands.

I tentatively reached out my hand to my mother's vagina, and touched soft pubic hair. A little further forward, my hand touched my mother's vulva, so I gently and tenderly stroked my mother's warm and moist labia. At that moment, I felt like I was in a place that I was once very familiar with.

I swear, from the day I was born until now, I never thought that there would be a day when I could caress my own mother's vagina like a lover. It was only in my dreams.

Everything was like a dream.

As if in response to me, as my hand touched my mother's vagina, my mother's body immediately trembled violently. Then she suddenly took off her T-shirt quickly, turned her body towards me, pulled the troublesome golf skirt over her head, and pressed my face against her naked, soft and plump breasts, while my hands continued to move wildly on my mother's seductive body.

With his left hand he teased her labia, while with his right hand he rubbed her buttocks vigorously.

It seems that I am left with only instinct.

I flipped her labia apart and inserted my fingers inside. It was already wet inside and the vaginal fluid kept flowing out.

While my mother was breathing heavily, she guided my mouth to lick her nipples.

Without her instruction, I consciously used the tip of my tongue to gently flick back and forth on my mother's perky nipples, gently bit the base of the nipples with my teeth, and then enthusiastically sucked and nibbled on my mother's plump and towering breasts.

Mom obviously couldn't stand the little movements of my fingers down there, and her hips began to sway rhythmically from side to side, protesting my illegal intrusion.

Her vagina had become very lubricated, and there was no hindrance for the fingers to enter and exit.

Finally, the mother could no longer suppress the physical impulse and could not help but cry out: God, it's wonderful, honey!

Don't stop, don't... God knows, I have no intention of stopping at all. I just want to go further. This idea has driven me crazy.

My mouth greedily searched back and forth between the breasts, and my fingers continued to tease my mother's vagina.

Oh…Oh…God!

Mom moaned and her body seemed to melt and tremble with the continued passion.

Oh...Oh...Oh...God! So...so...darling! Oh...ah...so...so beautiful! If you have never put your fingers into your mother's vagina or put your face against her bare breasts, I guarantee that you have never experienced the most wonderful sexual pleasure in the world.

Oh, my cock can't hold it anymore and is about to burst through my shorts.

At this moment, my mother suddenly left the table and dragged me with her.

Come on, baby!

She ordered: Take off your pants!

At the same time, she quickly unzipped her skirt and pulled it off, and I peeled off the extra shorts as quickly as I could, revealing my ugly, purple, hot, thick cock.

Oh my god, that's a big one!

As she grabbed my cock and pulled me towards the counter, she seemed surprised at the thickness and length of my cock.

But she quickly turned around, leaned against the counter, with her back to me, and thrust her domineering butt in front of me.

Here, baby, she can't wait any longer, come on, fuck mom from behind.

I stared at my mother's beautiful, white, plump buttocks in awe, and I swear, I really wanted to do as my mother instructed, but I had never seen a woman's vagina before, and had no idea of ​​its structure. I had never even inserted my penis into any girl's body from the front, let alone from the back. How could I start? Mom reached back again and grabbed my cock.

Come on, baby!

She urged: I want your dick in me right now!

She leaned her upper body over the counter and raised her butt high, urging me to hurry up.

I can't care less.

I walked between her wide-open legs, adjusted my dick, aimed at her buttocks, gritted my teeth and thrust forward. To my great surprise, my dick successfully entered my mother's vagina.

God, what does this feel like? I felt my mother's warm flesh tightly wrapped around my cock, and I was so excited that I almost jumped up.

Baby, push it in quickly, the mother shouted: I need your big stick to fuck me hard.

So I pushed my cock in and Mom arched her ass back until my cock was completely buried in her juicy, lovely pussy.

Oh... It's so beautiful, baby! Mom murmured: Fuck me, fuck me hard... Fuck your mom to death with your beloved big cock...