romantic incest

Romantic Incest In my childhood memories, my father and my mother were the most perfect couple. My mother is nearly ten years younger than my father. My father is a tall, handsome man who has his own career and is the kind of person who can support a Family. My mother is young and beautiful. She works outside and has her own world. Her colleagues say she is a strong woman. In fact, my mother is always gentle and virtuous at Home, and she often acts coquettishly in front of my father (I secretly saw this). The most beautiful picture in my memory is when the sun sets, my father and mother take me for a walk on the street. The man’s broad shoulders, the woman’s charming curves and the cute child, covered with golden sunshine, attract the admiration of passers-by. gaze. Until one day, it all ended. That day, bad news suddenly came. Dad had a heart attack. He collapsed and never woke up. Who would have thought that such a strong person could leave so easily. I was only eight years old at that time, and I didn’t quite understand the meaning of death. I just cried because I could no longer see my father. Surprisingly, my mother did not collapse. She acted very calmly in front of relatives and friends. After the funeral, she continued to work without taking any leave. Time passed quickly, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye. I have grown into an eighTeen-year-old boy and inherited my father’s broad shoulders and handsome face. My mother is also forty years old. Maybe she is running around and busy at work all day long. Although there are a few fine wrinkles on her still beautiful cheeks, her figure is still so slender and slim, without the fat and age of her peers at all. Looking back on these ten years, we, mother and son, have really lived together, and outsiders cannot understand the joys and sorrows. After my father passed away, he left a large amount of savings in the bank, which was enough for our mother and son to support our Family. But the strong mother still worked hard and supported the Family with her weak shoulders. She refused the advice of her well-meaning friends to remarry. She said that we, mother and son, did not need help from others financially and could support ourselves. She has her own career and can take good care of me, but she doesn't want me to accept any grievances because she's afraid that I won't be able to accept another father. In fact, this is exactly the case. I simply cannot accept the presence of another man in my Family. In my heart, this Family means my mother, me and my dead father, and there is no other place for me. As I grow older, I realize that I am selfish. A Family must be supported by both men and women. It is too unfair for a beautiful woman like my mother to bear all the burdens alone and take care of me who is not very obedient. Especially when I began to understand the things between men and women, I cherished my mother even more. In the past ten years, how many lonely nights did a woman spend? My mother works outside and is very capable, not inferior to men. She has also rejected many suitors. But I know that late at night, I saw my mother sitting in front of the window alone, staring out of the window for a long time. She is lonely, and she also needs someone to comfort her and a broad shoulder to lean on. She stayed alone all because of me, her beloved son. Every time I think about this, I always feel tenderness in my heart. I knowI love my mother not only as a mother, but also as a woman. Gradually, the desire in my heart became stronger and stronger. I wanted to hold my mother in my arms and use my arms to give her slender body a strong support. I wanted to be the man of this Family and let the woman of this Family No more alone. Since then, the atmosphere at Home has changed subtly. I started to take the initiative to share the housework and did all the things that a man should do. I want my mother to feel my strength, that I am not only her son, but also the only man in the Family. I would go shopping with my mother, and encourage her to buy new clothes, fashionable coSMetics, and bags for her in the store, and my mother was like a little girl, very happy to buy the things she liked, and unknowingly used her hands to Take my arm. When crossing the road, I would gently hold my mother's hand and pull her to avoid passing vehicles. Later, I went a step further. I would hold my mother's slender waist with my hands, saying "be careful, be careful" and look at her secretly. My face was a little red, but I didn't refuse. My mother would also accommodate me and acCompany me to watch a movie or go on an outing outside the city. What I enjoy most is making jokes about my mother, which are a bit provocative but not too much. In the cinema, others always look at us as if we are a couple, and I am happy to do so. I can’t help it, my mother is so beautiful, she looks like a Young Woman no matter how she looks, and I look like a handsome husband. I would say to the waiter, please get my girlfriend a glass of juice, and then watch my mother’s face turn red, but she was too embarrassed to deny it to her face. It was so cute. When the waiter walked away, my mother suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched me hard, and scolded me for daring to make a joke about my mother. But her eyes were full of SMiles, and although my body hurt, my heart felt sweet. I watched the distance between me and my mother getting SMaller and SMaller, but I knew not to rush, but to take my time, because my mother is a very strong woman, and she would not let go of everything at once and fully let go of her weak side. Give me. In fact, my mother has begun to rely on me. She would tell me about work matters and listen to my opinions. When she is in a bad mood, she will tell me and let me comfort her. She increasingly enjoys playing the role of woman in the Family, not just mother. She would often say with a SMile: "You are the man in this Family, you make the decision!". I watched my mother change, watched her beautiful curves flow before my eyes, and the occasional leak of love allowed me to see part of her breasts, slender waist or seductive inner thighs. What I did Just try your best to hold back your big cock from exploding. One day in late summer, the whole sky was overcast. Although it was cool, I felt very depressed. Because this day is my father's death anniversary. On this day every year, I stay with my mother to comfort each other. At night, I walked into my mother's room and found her staring at the night sky outside the window again. I walked over, sat next to her, and put an arm around her shoulders. "mom, are you thinking about dad?" mom didn't answer, turned her head, and I saw tears in her eyes. II felt a pain in my heart, and I hugged my mother in my arms. My mother did not refuse, but pressed her head closer to my chest. "mom, please don't be sad. You still have me, and I will always be with you." "Silly son, if it weren't for you, how could my mother have survived so many years." I lowered my head and looked at the woman in my arms. . That is a face that I am very familiar with. It is so beautiful. The curves add mature beauty and look even sexier. There are tears in the corners of my mother's eyes at this moment, which is even more touching. I hugged my mother and my body became warm, but my mother didn't notice it. She thought I was just comforting her and didn't push me away. mom raised her head and looked at me, her eyes full of tenderness. I looked into those eyes and felt an impulse. "mom, I have worked hard for you all these years, allowing you to support this Family by yourself. I know how much you have suffered and how much loneliness you have endured for me. mom, I want you to know that I really love you. I will always be with you." I was moved and looked at my mother affectionately, and my mother was also very moved, with tears in her eyes. "mom loves you too, son. Everything mom does is for you. As long as you live a good life, it doesn't matter how much hardship you have to endure. Because I am your mother." "No, mom. I am not just because of you. I love you because you are my mother, and because you are the most beautiful woman in my heart." My body in my arms shook, and my mother looked at me with wide eyes. "What are you talking about!" "mom, look at me carefully. Don't I look like my father? I know you once looked at me. You thought I didn't notice that your eyes told me your feelings. Could it be? Don't you want me to comfort you like dad?" mom's face turned red. She wanted to break away from my arms, but I held her tightly. "Look into my eyes, mom! Don't lie to me, and don't lie to yourself. You need me, you are so beautiful, and only daddy and I are worthy of you. mom, I love you, and I know you do too. Love me. Didn't you say that I am the man in this Family, and you are the woman in this Family. We should not be just mother and son." I paused, and then whispered in my mother's ear: "We should be. "Lover." "But..." I didn't let my mother finish, but blocked her mouth with my mouth. I kissed down hard, sucked my mother's lips with my lips, used my tongue to open her clenched teeth, and held her tightly with my arms. Slowly, my mother's body warmed up and became soft in my arms, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Finally, my mother opened her mouth and let me kiss her deeply. Time seemed to stop, and this long kiss melted our embrace. Our lips finally parted, gasping for breath, and my mother blushed like a girl kissing for the first time. We stared at each other for a long time, and my mother murmured: "You really look like your dad." I couldn't help but kiss me again, and my mother backed away with a chuckle, whispering in my ear like she was exhaling: "You fool, you don't need to hold me so tightly, will I still run away?" This gentle reproach was like thunder. The sound rang in my ears, because I knew that from now on, my mother was mine! We kissed each other deeply again, as our tongues entwinedThen, my hands began to roam around my mother's body. The left hand gently rubbed on the mother's back, along the depression of the back to the waist, and then slowly moved downward on the buttocks. The right hand slides down from the armpit to the chest. When the hand starts to feel the bulge, it stops and gently circles around the edge of the breast. mom finally couldn't help laughing, pressed her body closer to me, and wrapped her hands around my neck. My mother actually bit my ear gently and said, "Bad boy, you have a lot of experience! How did you learn it? Why don't you confess it quickly!" My heart was intoxicated and I hurriedly defended: "No! I have never touched a girl before." "Child, these are what I saw in the book. I really didn't...well" My mouth was blocked by my mother again, and she showed her belief in me through her actions. I tried to untie my mother's clothes, but my mother did not object. Instead, she shook her hair back, as if to make it easier for me. I noticed that my mother’s hair style was that of a standard working girl, which stimulated my desire even more. I almost stopped breathing when I finally opened my mom's shirt to reveal her white bra. A pair of plump breasts were in front of me. Although they were resTrained by a bra, they were still standing proudly. I buried my head between my breasts, breathing in the scent of a mature woman, and rubbed my bare waist with my hands. I awkwardly went to unbutton my bra, but couldn't figure it out. My mother didn't help me. Instead, she kept giggling like a little girl. I was a little embarrassed and decided to give my mother some trouble. I pushed my mother against the wall, pulled hard with my hands, and broke the not-so-thick sling. Then I bit the bra with my mouth, shook my head and threw it aside. Now, the most tempting breasts in the world were right in front of me. The breasts of a forty-year-old woman are plump and round, not as thin as a girl's. And my mother’s breasts are not saggy like other breasts of the same age. They are my favorite hemispheric shape, sticking out to the front. I grabbed a nipple with each hand and squeezed it gently. I looked up at my mother with provocative eyes. My mother's eyes were hazy, as if there was a layer of fog, and she let out a low, trembling moan, stroking my hair with both hands. Then I took one breast in my mouth, sucked, and nibbled on the nipple with my teeth. The familiar feeling from childhood made me intoxicated. I kissed all over my mother's breasts, downwards, kissing the lovely belly button, and then downwards, gradually reaching the forbidden area of ​​​​life. My hands began to unbutton my mother's skirt from the side, button by button. mom was a little flustered and held my hand. I looked at her with determined eyes, waiting for her answer. mom was panting rapidly, and her breasts were rising and falling, causing my cock to break through my pants. My mother pulled me up and gently held my face with her hands: "son, my mother is old, and do you know what we are doing? This is not tolerated by society. Are you really willing to take such a risk?" "mom, I don't care, I only know that I really love you. You are not old at all, you are the most beautiful woman in my heart, and your maturity is exactly what I want. I know this is Incest, but there are only you and me in this Family, Men and women, everything is as it should be." Taking off my shirt, I held my mother in my arms again and kissed her. Our lips were together, my mother's exposed breasts pressed against mineMy breasts and the bulge below me were also pressing against my mother’s lower body. We had never been so close. When I felt the two nipples on my chest harden and press against me, I didn't give my mother a chance to object and unbuttoned her skirt. The short skirt my mother wore to work slid down her slender legs and landed next to her black high heels. I saw my mother's white Underwear. That is my favorite color. My mother’s fair skin and her elegant temperament are very suitable for the pure white color, which makes people feel solemn and arouses lust at the same time. My face was pressed against my mother's SMooth thighs. The skin was shiny and the muscles were elastic. I couldn't help but kiss and lick her. At the same time, I was stroking the round calves with my hands. The calves looked even sexier because of the high heels I was wearing. mom crossed her hands and placed them on her chest, feeling my caress. I put my hands into my mother's Underwear from behind, kneading her plump buttocks, and moved the thumbs of both hands forward, sliding towards the inner thighs. mom started to tremble. Her hand grabbed mine as if to stop me, and then she let go and covered her face as if she was shy. I picked up my mother, walked to the bed, put her on the bed, and stood between her legs. Taking off his pants, he finally released his long-suppressed cock. Slowly, I pulled down my mother's white Underwear, and the black jungle was right in front of me. The pink pussy was trembling, and there was already glistening liquid. My mother closed her eyes tightly, her hair was disheveled, and she bit her lip and gasped. I couldn't bear it anymore, I raised my cock and inserted it into my mother's pussy. mom seemed to be in a little pain, so she hugged me and snorted. At this moment, I feel like I am in heaven. My mother may not have done it for a long time. Her Vagina is very tight and the walls of her flesh completely cover my cock. The warm and fulfilling feeling is incomparable to masturbation. I didn't care about gentleness, and thrust quickly from the beginning, making my mother underneath me moan uncontrollably. When my mouth held my mother's plump breasts, when my hands pinched my mother's plump buttocks, and when I heard my usually dignified and capable mother Moaning underneath me, I knew I couldn't last long. My frequency became faster and faster, and my mother's breasts shook with each impact. She tried to keep her mouth closed but still moaned. I hugged my mother tightly, and a stream of heat shot into the depths of her Vagina, where I was conceived. I suddenly thought, will there be a new life this time? I lay on my mother's body, resting my head on my breasts, panting, and my cock slowly softened in my mother's pussy. "mom, are you okay?" mom opened her eyes and looked at me with a firm look, as if she had regained her usual composure. "son, since we have had a relationship, mom loves you. From now on, mom will be your woman, and you will be mom's only man." "mom..." I couldn't help but hold my mom in my arms again and give her a sweet kiss. kiss. I hugged my mother with one hand, and rubbed my mother's flat belly lovingly with the other hand. My mother leaned on my shoulder obediently, and her gentle exhalation made my neck feel itchy. "mom, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry for what?" "I was too impulsive just now and was not considerate of you. I know you must not be satisfied. But..." "But what? "I turned over and gave my mother the answer with my erect cock again. This time I slowed down, caressing mom all over her body while thrusting. Maybe I just had a ejaculation, and this time it lasted longer. I kept changing the frequency, making my mother moan louder and louder. She hugged me tightly and whispered my name in my ear. At the last moment, I resolutely pushed deeper and deeper, until my mother's fingers dug hard on my back, until my mother's Vagina contracted, until she was helplessly leaning into my arms. mom's eyes were blurred, and she was still immersed in great joy. I looked at the beautiful woman in my arms. The Office worker's hair was messy, her dignified expression was replaced by happiness, and the curves that were usually faint in the suit were completely naked at this moment. This is my mother, that strong, capable and charming woman, lying obediently in my arms at this moment, letting me kiss and caress every part of her body and every private part of her body. I must be in heaven now!