turn out to be. . . Mother and child can be like this. . . (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

We got on the train. Because it was an electric train, it was usually crowded during the summer vacation. My mother and I stood near the door. My mother stood in front of me. I don't know why it was getting more and more crowded. My brother, whose swelling had just subsided from walking, was pushed by external force. My penis touched his butt again, and it became bigger and hard again. Because our clothes were very thin, could you say that I couldn't feel my brother's presence? But if I wanted to dodge, my butt would hurt someone from behind, and the atmosphere would be really awkward. My mother could sense my uneasiness and movement, so she pretended to be calm, fearing that I would become even more uneasy. So I stayed stuck behind him, unable to move, swaying with the train. In the process, I felt a bit guilty and a bit enjoyed. And what about my mother? But just closing your eyes, are you trying to escape? Still a little intoxicated like me.

After ten or twenty minutes, we finally arrived at the station and we got off the train one after another. My mother smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Huh... we're finally here. Let's go to SOGO first." Then I nodded and followed her. When we arrived at SOGO, the first thing my mother did was to find the toilet. I also went into the toilet, took out my brother and prepared to pee, but when I looked, my pants were covered with white transparent secretions. I quickly took a piece of toilet paper and wiped it, and went to the toilet.

I went outside and waited for my mother as usual. As I was standing outside, I was thinking, would my mother be bleeding 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 shopping in the department store. I don't know what happened as we walked, or maybe it was because my mother was different from usual after getting off the car. She was like a young girl, jumping around to attract the opposite sex. I began to pay attention to her body, looking at her hips, her breasts, her legs, every part of her. I was really completely attracted to her.

My mother also seemed to feel that someone was watching her every move, so her movements were no longer the same as before. She was especially graceful, for fear of giving people a bad impression. Sometimes she would come behind me and grab my shoulders and ask if it looked good, or she would intentionally or unintentionally bump her butt and body against mine. Now, except for my brother, no matter what we do, like helping mom get money or bags, we will touch each other's bodies as if in tacit understanding.

When it was time to eat, my mother and I sat face to face. She didn't hesitate to eat with her chest puffed out, as if she was afraid that I wasn't looking at her. I also resisted the temptation and ate the most helpless meal. After dinner, my mother and I went shopping again. We arrived at a clothing store. My mother picked out a set of clothes and went in to try them on. When she came out, she was 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 showed off her figure. “Yeah, it’s so beautiful!” Then my mother bought it and continued shopping.

"Oh! It's almost four o'clock. Okay, it's time to go home," said my mother. "Let's go back to the station."

"Oh, okay!" After saying that, we walked towards the station. After we got on the train, the crowd was still heavy. My mother was also standing by the door, and I was standing at the back. I thought it would not be so crowded this time, and it would not be as embarrassing as last time. But my mother actually moved back and pressed on my brother. We immediately had physiological reactions. Because of the long-term suppression and the current situation, I pretended that the back was very crowded and squeezed forward. The swaying of the train also brought out indescribable feelings in my mother and me.

Maybe it was animal instinct. Later, my mother moved her right buttock, which was pressed against my brother, to the right and put her buttock groove on my brother. At this time, my brother was already in a posture for making love. 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 wanted to put my brother in the most comfortable position, so I reached into my pocket, pushed my hard brother forward, and pushed the cock near my mother's anus and vagina.

It really might be because our clothes were too thin. The feeling was exactly like making love. We just wanted to see if we could push each other's underwear to a hole and get each other. At this time, mom still closed her eyes tightly and held the railing with both hands, afraid that she would lose her balance. Just like that, we kept pushing each other all the way to the station to go home. After getting off the train, mom came to her senses and walked forward. I followed her closely. After leaving the train station, we got in a taxi, one on each side. The driver might have been drunk and said, "Oh, the young couple is arguing. You are sitting so far apart!" Mom's face turned redder and she smiled.

When we got home, we did our own things as usual, and there was no big change, except that we would pay attention to each other's movements and bodies. I did one more thing than usual, which was to go to the bathroom to shoot some guns, and also on the way out for shopping, we kept our bodies secret and enjoyed each other.

Once, my mother asked me to go shopping again. I had just finished taking a shower and didn't have time to find my underwear, so I put on my sweatpants and went out. I got on the train with my mother and felt comfortable with her. At this time, my brother's penis began to swell and directly hit her vagina. But this time it was really different from before. It felt more real, and my mother was also different from before. Her eyes were wide open, and her butt kept rubbing my brother slightly, and she would also push against me with a little force. And this time, my mother was curious and secretly touched it from behind, then quickly retracted her hand, turned her face and whispered to me, "You are not wearing any underwear?" ", and then I nodded,

Later, my mother closed her eyes again, and she kept grinding her ass towards me, but this time, I came, and I came outside her vagina through three pieces of clothes. At this time, I stood there trying to hold back the pleasure and said to my mother, "My pants are wet, what should I do?"

At this time, my mother opened her eyes, turned around, took out some toilet paper from her purse and said to me, "Be careful, use this to wipe it first. I'll give you the purse to cover it later. When you walk behind me, follow me closely so that no one can see it!"

At this moment, I felt much more relieved as if a huge stone had been lifted from my heart. After leaving the station, we went to the Sogo toilet to tidy up. After everyone came out, my mother said with a smirk, "Can you give me back my purse?" "

So I nodded and said, "Okay, that's OK!" "My mother was also strolling around happily, and I followed her happily. I just strolled around and ate, it was such a pleasant experience, and we talked more than before, we talked while strolling, eating and talking, talking about her career and my studies, just like a couple.

On the way home, since Mom didn't buy anything this time, I could hold the same railing with her hand, and hold her shoulders with the other hand, and my brother's brother was pressing against her vagina, but oh my god! I felt like I could insert my cock inside her, two or three centimeters in and out, it was a really different feeling, and this time mom's eyes were wide open as if she was watching my brother inserting into her vagina, I instinctively touched her butt with my hand holding the railing, it felt strange, how could it be so real, it turned out that mom had already taken off her panties, I put my hand back and now we pushed each other harder, trying to get as far as five or seven centimeters, and we were also afraid that others would see that we were having sex, then mom turned around and said "My skirt must be wet, you have to follow me closely when we get off the car, otherwise we will be seen by others".

Then we continued to sway with the train. After that, maybe mom got smarter, and she went to buy herself a super thin cotton sports skirt and sports pants in black. I thought that this way others wouldn't notice that they were wet. Although mom didn't say anything when she gave them to me, we both tacitly wore them this time to take the bus to buy things. This time, wearing the pants mom bought, it was really different. When I held them outside, it felt like I was just wearing a condom. My brother had already erected his tent before we got on the bus, so I borrowed mom's purse to block it first.

After getting on the train, as if we had been looking forward to it for a long time, we tried the effect of the clothes. It was different from the last time. Almost two-thirds of it could be inserted, and her eyes were looking straight out the door. We made love gently, vigorously, and swayingly. Especially when changing tracks, it was the most comfortable time for us. I could use the shaking to pump my butt hard, which was really comfortable. As we were thrusting in and out, I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, I'm going to cum." At this time, her butt was more raised and her vagina was clamped more tightly, and I released all my sperm in this way.

After getting out of the car, my mother kept touching her skirt and asked, "It's wet, can you tell?"

And I always said, "You can definitely not tell."

In the days that followed, my mother and I treated this matter as if nothing had happened and would not mention it. Whenever my mother said she was going out to buy something, I would definitely put on the sweatpants she gave me. Then our actions became more and more bold. Now we like to do it in the carriages and the aisles near the carriages. When I am about to ejaculate, we will move to the back and let me swing my butt hard at the back to ejaculate in her vagina. Sometimes I would ask, "Mom, does it hurt?"

Mom always shook her head and said no, and so we maintained a mother-son relationship separated by two pieces of clothing, and we also maintained a good attitude at home, until one night in the summer vacation of my sophomore year in high school. Normally, when the 7 o'clock news was on, I would go back to my room and do my own things, like playing video games, reading comics, or masturbating while thinking about my mom. Maybe I felt that video games were boring, and after reading comics, I wanted to see more of my mom.

So I sat in the living room and continued to watch TV with my mother. However, there were so many good news reports, but they had to report a news about a father raping his own daughter. At this time, my mother and I were both blushing. My mother pretended nothing happened and picked up the remote control and said that it was really crazy. Then she turned to the entertainment gossip program. As luck would have it, the program was talking about the topic between the two sexes, which was about where to have sex most exciting. At this time, we really couldn't move as if we were fixed on the sofa, and my mother was even more embarrassed to turn to any other program, for fear that the TV would say something. So my mother and I watched the program like this. At this time, the TV talked about some places "outdoors, in the car, in the kitchen, on the balcony roof, on the train..."

Wow! It was really bad. My mom and I were really scared. He said what he didn't want to hear. I raised my feet and put them on the sofa. When my mom heard it, she also put her feet on the sofa. Maybe it was because she was embarrassed watching TV, so she didn't notice that the position of her feet was just right for me to see her vagina. "Oh my God, Mom is not wearing any underwear!"

After I saw it, I thought to myself, her swollen labia and those two petals are something I have never seen before. The longer time went on, the more unbearable my brother became, and my mother listened to the interview on TV more attentively. There seemed to be a small light coming out of her vagina. As my mother watched, she might have felt something 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 notice that her posture would let me see it, and immediately put her feet on the ground again. At this time, I immediately shifted my gaze to the TV.

Later, my mother went into the bathroom. I thought she might be embarrassed to go in to tidy up and wipe herself. Not long after, she came back to the sofa and put her feet diagonally on the sofa, exactly the same as before. When I saw this action from the corner of my eye, she seemed to be concentrating on the TV again, so I secretly looked at her. She didn't wear her underwear when she went to the bathroom just now, and her vagina became even wetter.

"She must have gone in to masturbate," I thought to myself, looking at her vagina opening and closing. I knew that my mother must want me to give her sex, but I just didn't dare. We did that on the train by accident, but how could I be so bold to use my mother at home? Twenty minutes passed like this, and I went into the bathroom to vent all my lust. Three minutes later, I came out of the living room, and my mother and I sat there watching TV as if nothing happened, until it was time to go to bed, when we both went back to our rooms to sleep.

On Sundays, my mother and I took the train to go shopping and enjoy the excitement of love. We also liked to watch gossip TV or sex channels together. We had a tacit understanding that we would not wear underwear. My mother would let me see her from time to time, and I would stand up and pretend to drink water, and then walk in front of my mother to let her see my tent. The entertainment between us mother and son seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

Once, my mother picked up the remote control and pressed the channel search button intentionally or not. The TV started searching from channel 0. The first screen that popped up was a sex program. I was wondering when this channel was added. It has to be paid for. I didn't think much about it, but my mother kept pressing the remote control and couldn't stop. Maybe she was too nervous.

"Is there something wrong with the remote?" I said

"Maybe, it's weird, I can't press it, it's really strange?"

So I took the remote from my mother and pretended to press a few buttons, because I didn't want to turn it off, so I confirmed that I hadn't seen it.

"It seems to be really broken"

Then my mother and I seemed to have no choice but to watch the sex show together. The groans of the male and female protagonists touching and inserting on TV really went into my and my mother's hearts. Not long after I watched it, I hurried into the bathroom and ejaculated everywhere. Not long after I came out of the living room, my mother also went into the bathroom. I thought she would do the same as me and vent her feelings in it. After my mother returned to the living room, she put her feet on the sofa. I took a look and saw that her vagina was slightly open and wet everywhere. I thought my mother must want it very much. The next day, when my mother came back, she said she was going shopping. I also knew what she wanted to do. In the car, my mother was not like before, and she would put her hands in front of her properly. This time she actually grabbed my butt from behind and pulled it hard towards her butt. My mother really wanted to tear our clothes.

After returning home, we took a shower separately and watched TV together. Although mom knew the number of the sex channel, she was still embarrassed to press the search button and turned to our favorite program. But this time mom wore a larger T-shirt that could cover her underwear. Because she had been sitting for a long time, mom got up and exercised. She stood up with her legs straight and stretched her hands. Immediately her vagina was exposed. Then she knelt on the sofa, pulled the back of the chair with both hands, straightened her back and raised her buttocks. It was really charming. Later, mom sat back on the sofa and continued watching TV. We saw the two of them go to the bathroom to masturbate before going back to their room to sleep.

This kind of life did not undergo a major change until my senior year of high school. One day, my mother came home from work, and I was watching cartoons in the living room waiting for her to come back? Maybe it was because she had been working overtime at the company recently and was very tired at night and didn't watch TV with me. I was particularly happy today. I heard her humming and going into the bathroom to take a shower. I don't know if she bought it secretly on the way or at some other time. When she came out of the bathroom, I almost got a nosebleed from excessive excitement. She was actually wearing a spaghetti-strap silk pajamas with shiny reflective pajamas, and her nipples were clearly visible on them. She also wore small-grid hole socks on her legs, just like the heroine on TV.

Then my mother directly switched the TV from cartoons to sex programs and then sat on the sofa. At this time, my mother did not shy away from moving her hands around my vulva, which I could not bear. Moreover, my mother was even more bold and directly used her fingers to shuttle in her vagina. When I saw my mother like this, I slowly pulled down the front of my pants. I was afraid that my mother would find out, so I pressed it carefully with my fingers. Because my mother was immersed in masturbating in front of the TV and me at this time, she did not notice that I had pulled down my pants and pressed and rubbed it up and down with my fingers carefully. At this time, my mother seemed to be really serious and it became more and more intense.

I also changed to holding it up and down faster and faster. I could no longer control my sperm, so I screamed out loud, and my mother stared at me, watching me ejaculate on my chest, and she kept screaming. I think we climaxed at the same time. After that, we started to watch porn every night, she masturbated and I jerked off, and we did not interfere with each other. If we wanted to have sex, we had to wait until the shopping day on Sunday. With the arrival of the weekend, our shopping days also increased.

It may be because I am young and strong, but my mother and I masturbate almost every day while watching TV. It has become more exaggerated recently. We would call each other while watching TV and wish we could go to each other. This really happened a few days ago. In the past, my mother sat at the other end of the sofa next to me, and I sat in the middle of the sofa. Now, my mother sits at the end of the sofa next to me, and I am close to my mother, almost only one step away. I don’t know why we sat like this, and then we teased each other in front of the TV, and then we masturbated separately. We were really too close, our faces were like there was a veil between us, and we couldn’t kiss each other. Finally, my mother’s lips touched lightly, and then I kissed her hard. Our tongues began to entangle with each other, and my hands also took the opportunity to grab my mother’s plump breasts.

At this time her hand also reached out to grab my brother, my brother was so hot and felt so good, mother just held it and kept kissing and fighting with me, then mother stopped and watched TV, and I listened to mother and continued watching TV, soon mother stood up and moved in front of me, facing that man's butt, and I also stood up while touching mother's butt, at this time we were like on the train, we pretended to feel like we were pushed by many people, then mother said, "We didn't make love, we were pushed by others. "