Mother and Son Ecstasy (1~6 complete (family incest adult novel)

Mother and Son Ecstasy (1~6 complete

A warm first try

This is a true story. That was when I was sixteen. I was a sophomore in high school at the time.

My father has been abroad for a long time, and my mother and I depend on each other in Taipei.

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 appeared on the cover of many magazines. Later, she married her father and ended her stage career when her daughter became pregnant. After giving birth to me, she worked as a teacher in a dancing 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 court of the middle school, and a classmate came to me in a hurry and said that a girl was looking for me in the message room. I asked who it was. He said, "The woman is probably less than 20 years old, very beautiful, and looks very much like you. She might be your sister."

I thought it must be my mother, and I laughed so hard that I said to my classmates, "I don't have a sister, it must be my mother!"

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

I said, "My mother is already 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, dark eyebrows, cherry lips, ice-cold skin, and a beautiful demeanor. She is 165cm 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 and sturdy 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 yet 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 couple like this?" 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 a lover?"

My mother chuckled, kissed me on the face, and said softly, "Mom loves 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, and she kept looking into my eyes. Suddenly, she said softly, "Zhizhi, you are so beautiful! I used to only see you as my son, but when you mentioned your 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 be your lover!" I whispered, "Mom, then let's be lovers! In this way, Mom has a husband and a lover. It's great to have two men loving you!"

My mother's face turned red again. She 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." Then 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 close to mine, giggled and whispered, "Okay, let me give you an experience! We can be dance lovers for five minutes! Don't think of me as your mother now, 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 spoke, 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 on my mother's shoulder and put it around her neck. I whispered, "Mom, can I kiss you?"

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 gentle and light. 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 spoke, 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, 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!

two. Mutual affection

The dance was followed by a cocktail party. Mom was particularly happy today. She drank a lot of wine and even walked a little unsteadily. When we went back, I had to drive.

When we got home, my mother fell asleep in the car due to the influence of alcohol, and I couldn't wake her up even by shouting and shaking her. So I had to pick her up and carry her out of the car and back to the room. I have never hugged anyone in my life, and certainly never hugged my mother. My mother is tall but slim and weighs only 52 kilograms, so I don’t feel heavy at all when I hold her.

At this time, my mother was completely in a coma, her body was soft as if it had no bones, and I held her waist and knees with my hands. Her legs were hanging down, her head was tilted back, her snow-white neck was stretched out, and one arm was also hanging down.

After going upstairs, I put my mother on the bed and took off her coat and pantyhose. It turned out that my mother was only wearing a pink three-point bikini under her coat and shirt. Because the bikini is translucent, my mother's towering breasts, deep cleavage, snow-white neck, flat belly, and slender legs are all visible. Especially the bulging mons pubis and the faint pubic hair, which made my heart flutter and I could hardly control myself. I kissed my mother's lips for a while, then boldly kissed each of the three raised bumps through her clothes, then covered her with the sheet and left.

Even after I went to bed, I couldn't calm down for a long time. My mother's snow-white skin and delicate figure were always lingering in my mind. Because today is the first time I see a woman naked!

The next day was Sunday and my mother slept until ten o'clock.

I saw her coming out of the room and called out, "Good morning, Mom!"

"Good morning, son!" Mom answered me, then smiled and said, "I drank too much yesterday, I don't even remember how I got home! Zhizhi, did you help me get home?"

"Mom was very drunk and fell asleep in the car. After I drove home, I called and shook you hard but you didn't wake up. I carried you back to your room."

"Wow! I'm so embarrassed to let my son carry me back! I'm so heavy, can you carry me?" Mom said affectionately, putting her arms around my waist.

"It's not heavy at all. I can pick it up easily. If you don't believe me, just look!" As I said that, I picked up my mother and walked and spun around in the room.

"Ah! Put me down! You've made me dizzy!" Mom screamed and struggled.

I put my mother down gently. She put her arms around my waist, put her face on my chest, and panted softly, "My son has grown up and is so strong!"

"Mom, you have such a beautiful body!" I said happily.

"What?" Mom raised her head and looked at me in confusion.

"I saw your naked body! So beautiful!" I said a little proudly.

"When did you see it?" Mom's pretty face blushed slightly.

"Usually, mom dresses very conservatively, so of course I can't see your body clearly. Last night, mom drank too much. After I carried you back to the room, I took off your outer clothes and saw that you were wearing a three-point bikini. Mom, at this time, looked slim and plump, with a curvy figure and skin as white as snow. Ah, you were so beautiful!" Ah! It turns out you were the one who took off my clothes! I thought he took it off by himself. I was so confused because I usually don't wear underwear to sleep, only pajamas. Later I thought that I might have drunk too much yesterday. I didn’t even remember how I got home or how I entered the room. I probably fell asleep before I even took off all my clothes and changed into pajamas! "

"I don't know about mom's habits. Next time, I will definitely take off your clothes and put on your pajamas before putting you to bed. This way, I can still appreciate mom's beautiful...!"

"Zhizhi, don't do this to your mother!" Mom was a little embarrassed and said coquettishly, "Zhizhi, don't have any improper thoughts about your mother! Mom is your mother, you can't treat her as an ordinary woman!"

"But mom's body is really a masterpiece of God. She is an absolute beauty! Don't you know that you are beautiful?"

"Of course I know! Do I need you to tell me?" Mom was a little angry.

I walked up to her, hugged her waist, and said playfully, "Please don't be angry, I was wrong just now. In fact, you are ugly!"

My mother laughed, patted my cheek and said, "You naughty boy!"

I continued to hold my mother's waist and said, "Mom, can we be lovers for a while longer?"

"No!" Mom said tenderly, pushing away my hug with both hands. Of course my mother is not as strong as I am. I put one hand around my mother's pink neck and kissed her cherry lips.

"Stop! It's broad daylight, be careful not to be seen by others!" my mother yelled.

"No, Mom, the door is locked and the person coming will ring the doorbell!" I said and continued kissing.

She pushed me away in panic, shouting "no" and shaking her head left and right to avoid my kiss. Later, perhaps because she saw that I was determined not to give up, or perhaps because she had no strength left, she stopped struggling and just lay there motionless, allowing me to hold her and kiss her.

Later, instead of resisting, my mother became enthusiastic. She hugged my waist, actively stretched out her tongue to entangle with me, and gradually moaned in her throat. My mother pushed me away only when she was out of breath from my kisses. She whispered shyly, "Alright! You kissed me so hard that I'm exhausted! You naughty boy, you must be hungry! Go back to your study and do your homework. Mom is going to cook for you."

From that day on, I often asked my mother to hug and kiss me. Fortunately, my mother no longer refuses and lets me kiss her as much as I want.

I guess she was thinking: I've already kissed her, so it would be the same if I kissed her a few more times, so she no longer had any reservations. And I found that my mother was particularly intoxicated every time she kissed me.

Sometimes it is my mother who takes the initiative to hug me and kiss me.

My analysis: After all, my mother is still a young girl, and she is very eager for closeness and caress from the opposite sex. When the dad is away from home for a long time, the mom will naturally feel sexually hungry but have no place to vent, which is bound to be very painful. I wanted to be intimate with her at first, and of course she was eager for it deep down in her heart. This could be seen from the fact that at that dance she asked me to temporarily play the role of her lover. She was so enthusiastic, proactive and devoted. However, due to the influence of reason, she did not dare to do anything excessive with her own son, and she repeatedly suppressed and controlled herself. However, once she was held in my arms, she was quickly conquered by the male's passion and strength, infected by the masculinity, and quickly lost her reason. Her mind became completely blank, and only the joy of contact with the opposite sex remained... From then on, my mother no longer avoided me, and sometimes even wore very sexy clothes at home.

One day, the weather was very hot and the air conditioner at home broke down again. My mother and I were feeling very hot. I was only wearing a pair of briefs, but my mother was still wearing a lot of clothes, all of which were wet. I advised my mother to take off her coat. She said that was so embarrassing and refused to take it off.

I said, "Mom, please take off your coat. I'm afraid you'll get sick from the heat. There's no one else at home anyway, so don't be embarrassed!"

"Don't forget that you are already a grown man! How can I be naked in front of you?" said my mother.

"Mom has so many rules and regulations! But I've seen you wearing a bikini before! Look again, you're still the same!" I further enlightened her.

Mom thought for a moment and said, "But that's true. You've already seen it anyway. Well, I really can't stand the heat anymore." As she said that, she took off her outer clothes, leaving only a pink three-point bikini.

"Wow! Mom is wearing a bikini and she looks even more beautiful when she is standing than when she is lying on the bed!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

"You little rascal! I'm going to beat you up!" As he said that, he pulled my arm with one hand and gently slapped my butt twice with the other hand.

I took the opportunity to hold her in my arms and kiss her.

My mother struggled and said, "No, it's so hot and I'm sweating all over!"

Naturally, I was reluctant to let her go, so I hugged her tighter and kissed her face, lips, and neck madly.

She gradually stopped struggling and let me kiss her. Later, I simply picked up my mother, walked to the sofa and sat down, let her sit on my lap, and continued to kiss her.

We were lovers for two hours this time. When we separated, we were both sweating profusely. Mom panted and got off my legs. She twisted my ear and said in a soft voice, "You little rascal, you've rubbed all the bones in my body until they are soft!"

When my mother went to take a shower, I found a puddle of water on my legs. I originally thought it was my mother's sweat, but when I touched it, I found it was sticky and didn't look like sweat. As soon as I thought about it, I understood: it must be that my mother was aroused when she was intimate with me, and love fluid was secreted from her vagina. This is what I learned from the book.

Since that experience, my mother often wears only a bikini at home and no longer avoids me. Women are like this. Once they reveal a private part of their body to a man (even if it is forced or unwilling), they will no longer have any taboos next time, probably thinking deep down in their hearts: they have already opened it to him anyway. I think this may have something to do with the fact that women all want to show their beauty to men!

Once, a book on dance theory written by my mother was published. It was printed extremely beautifully, and in the middle were more than 20 stills of my mother dancing on the stage. Each one was as beautiful as a fairy. She was very happy. As soon as she got home, she excitedly told me the good news. She took the initiative to sit on my lap and introduced me to those cute photos of her from those years. She introduced them one by one, and I was amazed by each one. Hearing my praise, my mother was very excited and hugged me and kissed me for a long time. The kiss was passionate and hungry.

I was infected by my mother's enthusiasm, and I returned the favor by kissing her cherry lips, cheeks, earlobes, and pink neck madly... Under my wild kisses, my mother closed her eyes and snuggled in my arms. Her whole body was soft and boneless, and she moaned loudly from her mouth, as if she was intoxicated.

That day, I secretly touched my mother's body through her clothes for the first time, rubbing her firm breasts and round, firm buttocks. One hand gradually entered her skirt from her calf and touched her thigh. My mother seemed unaware and didn't object at all. But when I pinched her nipples, she became extremely excited, sticking out her chest and twisting her waist, moaning "Oh oh" and trembling, saying: "Oh!... You pinch me so hard!... You are such a naughty boy... I have loved... playing with mom's nipples since I was a baby... Ah... They are so soft and numb... They are completely different from the feeling you had when you were a child... Ah..."

"Mom, does this pinching feel good to you?"

"Oh! It feels so good... and so sad... I can't describe the feeling... Please... stop... If you continue like this... I... can't stand it anymore..."

At this moment, my hand that was roaming on my mother's thigh had a strange feeling: it seemed that some sticky liquid was flowing out from the edge of her panties. I really want to put my fingers into my mother's panties and touch her vagina, but I don't have the courage.

My fingers stopped moving but continued to kiss her lips and cheeks. My mother snuggled in my arms, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep. Her rosy face looked very beautiful.

I analyzed that my mother was completely immersed in the joy of success at that time, and rationality had no place in her brain at all; and my touch actually fueled her excitement and passion. Therefore, she was not at all on guard against my invasion.

It was already dark, so I picked up the remote control next to the sofa and turned on the lights in the living room. Mom is still in my arms, sleeping so soundly. I quietly lifted up her skirt and peeked under it. I saw that my mother was wearing a small, pink pair of panties. Her mons pubis was bulging high under the panties, like a round bun, and a few strands of light yellow pubic hairs were sticking out of the edge of her panties. The bottom of my briefs was soaked. At this moment, I really wanted to remove the small piece of cloth to see the true appearance of Mount Lu, but I didn't have the courage. I could only put my palm on the bulge and stroke it for a while.

My stomach growled with hunger, so I patted my mother's cheek and whispered, "Mom, mom, wake up!"

My mother opened her beautiful eyes slightly and asked in a soft voice, "Why, am I asleep?"

"I've been sleeping for an hour, my love! I'm hungry, time to cook!"

My mother glared at me with her beautiful eyes and said coquettishly, "Go away! Who is your little lover!" Then she struggled out of my arms and went to cook. Unexpectedly, just after she stood up and took a few steps, she cried out "Ouch!" and one hand touched her vagina through her skirt.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked in confusion.

"You're asking me! It's all because of you, you little rascal! You made me wet!"

"Mom, I didn't spill water on you! Let me take a look!" I pretended not to understand and moved closer.

"Get out of the way! You don't even understand this, and you want to be a lover!" Mom pushed me away.

I deliberately asked, "Mom, tell me! I really don't know."

My mother whispered unhappily, "Okay, let me tell you a little bit of sex knowledge: When a woman's sexual desire is aroused, a lot of fluid will be secreted from her vagina, which is called vaginal fluid or love fluid. Do you understand?"

"Mom, what's the use of secreting love juice?" I asked pretending not to understand.

"Lubricant!" Mom answered without thinking, but suddenly she felt that she shouldn't say this to me, so she said, "Hey, you are a child, why are you asking this? You will understand when you grow up and get married." I asked again, "Mom, were you sexually aroused just now?"

My mother's face turned red, and she said slowly, "Ah! You are such a handsome and elegant man, any woman would be infatuated with you. What's more, you held me in your arms just now, kissed and touched me, and no matter how strong my willpower is, I couldn't resist your teasing! Do you think I wouldn't be wet?"

I was stunned by my mother's frank words. It turned out that my mother was fascinated by me! I didn't know what to say and just stood there blankly.

Mom said, "You can stay hungry for a while! I'll go change my clothes first, and then I'll cook."

Afterwards, I felt a little regretful: in the afternoon, when my mother's passion reached its peak and she was confused, if I had continued to work hard and tried to take off her clothes, she probably would not have objected. In that case, I could enjoy her vagina and breasts.

well! What a pity! I missed this golden opportunity!

I long for an opportunity like this again!