Evil Secret
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 9
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - I held my mother's rosy and hot cheeks, looked at her misty and watery peach blossom eyes, stared straight at her, and excitedly growled, "Do you know what my evil secret is? It is to possess you! To get your body! To make you my woman! Not only that, I also want to pin the mother who spanked and slapped me since I was a child but became the goddess in my heart, under me and pump my penis!
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
I woke up at 8:30 in the evening. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was my mother. Her eyes were red and she looked haggard, completely different from when she beat me before.
“Son! You’re awake! How do you feel?”
My mother saw me wake up and asked me with concern.
I recognized it was my mother’s voice, but it was a little hoarse at the moment, but still pleasant to hear.
Feeling? I don’t feel anything! I took a look at my whole body, and it was wrapped up like a mummy!
Except for the head and neck, which were exposed and able to move, the rest of the body had no feeling. Of course, it was not certain whether the fifth limb could be
“Mom ... me.”
Although my breath was a little weak, I was not speechless. At this moment, I didn’t know what to say! After all, today my mother and I...
So, facing my mother who is caring about me at this moment, my heart is filled with guilt.
The mother and son fell silent at this moment, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, a male doctor came over and took a look at my physical condition. “You are in good shape, young man? You are in such good physical condition? You woke up so soon?”
Just when I woke up, the nurse saw that I woke up and the beautiful lady next to me was taking care of me, so she called the doctor over.
“Thank you doctor for saving my life.”
“You don’t have to thank me, young man. This is my job. But what on earth did you do? Your hands, feet, and torso are all broken and fractured. You have to stay in the hospital for half a month to be observed and see if there are any other sequelae before you can be discharged. If you want to recover, it will probably take several months!”
I didn’t know what to say, I just fell down the stairs.
The doctor just smiled and said nothing. After all, it was someone else’s private matter.
Then the doctor gave my mother some instructions and left.
My mother closed the door, then walked over slowly, looking at me on the hospital bed.
At this moment, my mother and I are the only ones left in this VIP ward.
Naturally, I noticed her walking to my bed. I calmly closed my eyes, continued to think about random things, and ignored her.
“Do you want to go to the bathroom?” Mom asked in a calm tone.
“No need!” I replied calmly.
“oh!”
Suddenly, I felt someone pulling my pants!
“what you do?”
I opened my eyes and looked down slightly. I was only in a cast from mid-thigh down, so I was wearing hospital gown shorts.
And my mother had already pulled my pants down, revealing my smooth lower body!
Because I have wounds almost all over my body except above the neck, I need to undergo various small and large minimally invasive surgeries, so I had skin preparation on my lower body. You can say that my lower body is almost penniless now!
“Change your diaper! And clean you up while I’m at it!”
My mother looked calm and continued talking to herself without stopping her hands.
Since I couldn’t move my limbs, there was no such thing as going to the toilet, and I couldn’t even ask others for help, so I had to use adult diapers.
At this moment, I am no different from a paralyzed person. I felt sad for a moment, but soon I let it go.
After all, she changed my diapers when I was a child. And it was she who brought me out of my mother’s womb. Now she has at most beaten me back to my original form!
It doesn’t matter if I look ugly in front of her, as long as I don’t have to face the doctors and nurses.
So I continued to close my eyes and let my mother clean my lower body.
When she held my penis in her hand and wiped it with a warm towel that she found from nowhere, I clearly became conscious!
I was so happy! That’s great! The most important thing is that my penis still has feeling!
Of course, it was not my penis that reacted in my mother’s hand, but I clearly felt the delicate and soft touch of my mother’s hand and the warm temperature of the towel.
While my mother was cleaning my lower body, she also wanted to see if the most important and symbolic part of my body had been accidentally damaged by her in her rage.
So she started to caress and rub my penis, intentionally or unintentionally. When she saw that I still didn’t respond, she even grabbed it and started to jerk it.
“What are you doing?”
I couldn’t help but open my eyes and watch as my mother grabbed my ten-centimeter-long, half-soft penis and slowly stroked it. I couldn’t help but feel a little confused.
“Are you feeling nothing here?”
My mother looked up, slightly shocked, and looked at me with wide eyes. She asked with a guilty look on her face:
“No! Hurry up and finish it, I want to go to bed!”
I didn’t really want to say this to her right now, so I said this in a flat tone and closed my eyes again.
When I closed my eyes after I finished speaking, I could clearly feel that my mother’s hand holding my penis trembled for a moment. Then, she slowly let go and continued to clean until the end.
After a while, my mother tidied up the room, moved the chair to the side of my bed, sat down, and turned off the light.
The room suddenly became dark, with only a few rays of moonlight shining into the room. The outlines of some objects in the room could be roughly seen, but no one could be seen clearly.
“Do you hate me?”
In the quiet room, I suddenly heard my mother’s soft voice asking from beside me.
“I’m your mother!”
She still said this, but it had a different meaning every time she said it.
But at this moment I didn’t want to pay attention to her, and naturally I didn’t understand the meaning of her words.
Soon, we ended the conversation, in fact, we didn’t even have a conversation!
Soon, I fell asleep. In fact, I just gradually fainted due to the pain coming from my body.
After staying in the hospital for a week, the doctor let me go back. However, I am now in a wheelchair. Wrapped in bandages all over, I looked at the ceiling and counted my injuries. I really suffered a great loss. If I had known this would happen, I would have been handed over to the masturbation cup directly. Why would I run away? In the end, I ended up like this.
I looked at my hands and feet wrapped in plaster, raised my head and stared blankly at the ceiling, and the feeling of regret in my heart surged into my heart like hindsight.
At this moment, my mother pushed me home in a wheelchair. After closing the door and changing into slippers, she ignored me and walked into the kitchen. I didn’t dare to say anything.
I silently controlled the electric wheelchair to come to my room, but now the door was gone. What’s even more outrageous is that the door frame was gone too.
But the room was very clean and the bed had obviously been made by my mother. I put the medicine bag on my legs on the bedside table and then silently looked at my homework. Why was I so serious?
Because my precious collection of books and cell phones were taken away by my mother...
Just when I was engrossed in reading, I heard my mother calling me.
“Son, come and eat watermelon.”
“knew”
When she saw me coming, she picked up a watermelon that was bigger than my head from the ground and placed it on the chopping board.
My eyes unconsciously wandered back and forth between the two big lights on my mother’s chest. For a moment, I couldn’t tell whether the watermelon was bigger or the chandelier on my mother’s chest was bigger. Compared with that plump and fleshy body and the big watermelon, I really couldn’t tell which one was more juicy.
My mother skillfully took the knife and chopped the big watermelon. With a crisp sound, the watermelon was cut into two halves cleanly by my mother. My dishonest eyes instantly became clear.
“Mother...”
I shrugged and touched my nose, feeling a little nervous. I felt like a lamb to be slaughtered.
“What’s wrong, son? Do you have anything to say?”
There was a smile on my mother’s face and her eyes were full of tenderness. I felt very uncomfortable looking at her.
I lowered my head, not daring to look at the smile on my mother’s face. The shame in my heart prevented me from overstepping the line.
Mom’s hands were not idle either. She skillfully cut the watermelon into even thin slices.
Her movements were clean and neat, and every cut seemed to be just right.
“Mom, are you still angry with me?” After saying that, I immediately lowered my head and didn’t dare to look up at my mother.
“I’m not angry. After all, your father is gone and I’m the only one taking care of you.” Mom wanted to say a few more words, but when she saw my pitiful look, she softened her heart again.
“It’s okay. Since you can admit your mistakes and correct them, how can mom blame you?” Mom suddenly raised her lips and smiled, and touched my head gently.
To my surprise, my mother was not as furious as I had imagined. That’s right, from her perspective, I was just an adolescent.
“That’s good. I was afraid that you would scold me, mom. Now I feel relieved.” I breathed a sigh of relief, and my heart was finally at ease.
“Come on, open your mouth.”
My mother picked up a piece of watermelon, picked out the seeds with the tip of a knife, and then stuffed it into my mouth. My mother’s movements were gentle and soft. As long as she didn’t get angry, she was usually a perfect woman.
I ate the watermelon in my mouth and said, “Thank you, Mom.” For some reason, the watermelon today tasted particularly sweet and delicious. I ate it in big mouthfuls, and the juice splashed from the corners of my mouth.
“Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you.” Mom held out a tissue to me. Looking at the way I ate, a beautiful curve appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her beautiful eyes looked like a peaceful crescent moon when she smiled.
My mother squatted in front of me and wiped the corners of my mouth. Because of my perspective, I could clearly see the dazzling white cleavage through her clothes on her chest. The two white and tender peaks squeezed out a bottomless ravine. When my mother raised her hand, her breasts rippled.
The white breast flesh was rippling, making my blood rush all over my body and my head feel dizzy.
“I think you deserve it. This is your retribution. Come on, open your mouth.”
My mother held the plate of cut fruit in one hand and fed me with a toothpick in the other hand.
When I heard my mother say this, my temper flared up again.
“I don’t want to eat!” I turned my head away, not wanting to look at my mother.
“Hmph ... If you don’t want to eat it, then forget it. I’ll eat it myself.” Mom rolled her eyes, stuffed the fruit into her mouth and chewed it hard. Mom’s resentment was truly visible to the naked eye at this moment.
During this week, although my mother still felt like hitting me, she suppressed it with great willpower.
She still worked hard and conscientiously to play the role of a good mother, but my ungrateful look made her more and more angry. She was a little confused about who was the victim in the end.
The week I spent lying in bed was really comfortable. I had everything I needed and I could live a life of ease and contentment. No wonder so many people like to “lie flat”.
My mother has been really nice to me recently, which makes me feel like her gentleness has returned. I really hope this state can remain constant in her.
“Since you are already like this, I won’t bother with you about other things. I just hope you can learn your lesson and stop thinking about those things that you may or may not get every day. Studying hard is your current task...”
Well, now not only has mom’s familiar maternal love and care returned, but even her ear-piercing nagging has returned.
“Yes, yes, okay...” I nodded absentmindedly. I felt like I was about to have a headache.
I twisted my body to relieve the itchy feeling of the wound healing.
“Don’t touch the wound, otherwise it will be troublesome if it doesn’t heal.” As my mother said this, she slapped me lightly on the waist, making me grimaced in pain.
I was about to speak when my mother interrupted me ruthlessly.
“I’ve already told you not to call me mom. Every time I hear you call me that, I feel sick from the bottom of my heart.”
My mother put the fruit plate on the table and just stared at me. The more she looked at me, the more uneasy I felt.
“I can’t call you mom, and I can’t call you by your name. This is not allowed, that is not allowed, so what should I call you...”
I lowered my head and explained in a voice as thin as a mosquito that my mother had almost driven me crazy during this period of time. Everything I did was wrong. Even when I was lying in bed, she would wake me up and say a few words about my improper sleeping posture.
“That’s why I asked you to shut up as much as possible. Every time I see you, I really want to slap you.”
“Sometimes I really can’t understand why my mother would raise such a rebellious son like you. Tsk tsk tsk tsk...”
Mom looked at me closely, shaking her head and making unpleasant clicking sounds.
I lowered my head and didn’t dare to say a word. After all, in my mother’s opinion, my behavior during this period was worthy of being sentenced to slow slicing.
“I don’t even have the right to call my mother anymore, so I won’t go to school anymore. Beat me to death, I won’t live anymore.”
“Hmph ... Do you think this is something you can decide?”
My mother snorted and glanced at the wheelchair beside the bed. She would carry me to school when the time comes.
After a few minutes, after my mother finished eating the fruit, she left me alone in the living room because she went back to her room after washing the dishes.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief and threw the pillow back on the sofa, revealing the big tent in my pants.
When my mother was here, I felt so much pressure all over my body.
Smelling my mother’s fragrance, looking at her big breasts that were as elastic as jelly swaying with every move, and her sexy red lips opening and closing when she spoke, I really tried hard to hide my strangeness.
I am so lustful that I have almost been diagnosed with disability recently, but I am still lusting after my mother.
At the same time, the scene of my mother criticizing me just now flashed through my mind, which really made me angrier and angrier. The more my mother wanted me to go to school, the more I didn’t want to go.
Anyway, my condition can’t get any worse. The worst that can happen is that my mother will beat me again. I don’t believe that my mother can beat me into the hospital again.
Time flies. Today I went back to the hospital for a follow-up check-up, but I was not so happy because it meant that I was one step closer to returning to school.
My body recovers very quickly. People say that it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. But at my current rate, I think I will be fully recovered in more than a month!
In addition to relying on the development of modern medicine, it may be the food for more than half a month. Every day, there are all kinds of tonic stews, which feel more nourishing than confinement. I don’t know about other things, but I have grown one centimeter taller.
Of course, my mother’s careful care is also indispensable! But my attitude towards her has not changed at all, and I still don’t want to pay attention to her.
This is not an attitude, but an instinctive reaction. If you have to explain it roughly, you can understand it as emergency traumatic psychological disorder!
If you still want me to give an example, it would probably be that in the first week or so, when she cleaned my lower body every day, she would stroke my penis with her hand, but I didn’t react at all.
At first, I thought I was impotent. Then, when I was alone, I secretly used my hand, which had regained some function, to stroke my penis, imagining my mother’s plump body in my mind, and I instantly got an erection.
I can move my limbs now. Although I don’t have much strength, I can still take care of myself. And I have said goodbye to diapers for a week!
With splints on all four of my limbs, I dragged myself to my room.
Because on the way back, I had another argument with my mom in the car.
I didn’t think about her anymore, and just lay down on the bed. This is a good habit I developed when I was hospitalized. I would lie down on the bed if I saw one! If there was no bed, I would go find one to lie down on!
Not long after, I heard my mother’s voice coming from the living room outside the door.
“It’s time to eat!”
In fact, I could vaguely see the living room when I was lying on the bed.
After dinner, I went back to my room and continued lying down.
Mom suddenly walked in!
“Go take a shower! You haven’t showered in over half a month! Pack your clothes!”
My mother’s tone was as serious as usual, with an unquestionable momentum.
Actually, I am not as sloppy as she said. She wipes my whole body every day and washes my hair occasionally.
I packed my clothes and went to the bathroom. Just as I took off my clothes and pants with difficulty, there was a knock on the door.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
“Open the door!” My mother’s beautiful voice came in.
“What’s the matter? I just took off my clothes! Wait until I finish taking a shower!” I said a little impatiently.
“Open the door! I’ll help you wash it! You can’t wash it clean by yourself!”
Do you think I’m incapable of taking care of myself? Am I that stupid? Ha! I laughed.
“Click!” I opened the bathroom door, and my mother walked in wearing a red nightgown. Her face was a little red, probably because she saw me naked!
The splints on my limbs have just been removed, and they only served to fix and protect them.
I walked under the shower, turned on the switch, and prepared to wet my body first. Then my mother came over, took the shower, and started to wash my body.
I just stood there, facing the mirror in front of me, looking at my blurry mother standing beside me in the mirror, and let her help me wash.
My mother first washed my hair with shampoo, and then used a towel and shower gel to gently and slowly scrub my whole body, except between my legs.
I didn’t really look at her, so my lower body was in a normal state! That’s what you and your mother understand as an impotence state! (The penis didn’t get hard.)
As my mother finished washing my whole body with the shower head, the bath was finally over! This is what I thought.
My mother wiped the water stains on my body with a dry towel. Finally, in front of me, she reached out and grabbed my penis.
“What are you going to do now? I’ve told you many times that I have no problem!”
I was speechless. In fact, the next day after I got an erection, I told her that there was nothing wrong with me, but she didn’t believe it and I was too lazy to explain it to her.
Later, after I was able to urinate and defecate on my own, I stopped letting her touch my private parts. Unexpectedly, she started again now!
“Then why don’t you react?” Mom held my penis, stroked it gently, and looked at me worriedly.
How can I answer? Say, I have no reaction to you?
“It’s none of your business! I’m normal anyway, let go! I’m going back to sleep!”
But my life is in her hands, and I can’t just leave if I want to.
“No! I want to figure this out today! Stand still!”
Mom grabbed my penis and gave me a direct command. I felt like a strict mother, but what I did was...
I had no choice but to stand still and let her bend over and fiddle with my lower body.
Just like that, my mother lowered her head and grabbed my penis, first rubbing it, then kneading it, then stroking it, and finally rubbing and spinning my glans with her thumb. She was just about to open her mouth and hold it, but it still didn’t get an erection!
Instead, her expression became more and more disappointed and solemn, and then she let go of the penis in her hand. I thought it was about to end, but I saw my mother stand up straight, lower her head, grope around her waist with both hands, and then pull the tie, the red nightgown opened, revealing her naked white body inside
I saw that her standing posture was still upright, with two large E-cup breasts, a flat and slender waist, and a delicate bun-shaped vagina between her legs under the sparse pubic hair.
Mom simply threw her red satin nightgown onto the shelf and parted her legs slightly, as if she wanted me to see it more clearly.
“Turn around! Open your eyes!”
The moment my mother opened her nightgown, I turned sideways and closed my eyes.
I don’t know why, but I don’t want to see her naked body again! Because once I see her naked body, I will think of that night. Once I think of that night, I can’t help but think of the girl who was hit by my mother with a rolling pin and was about to leave this beautiful new world.
“I’ll say it again! Turn around and look at me!”
Mom took a step forward, grabbed my penis again, and began to order me again. I looked at Mom’s fair and smooth body. Maybe it was because she was standing! It looked even more curvy and full of lines.
My mother’s beautiful face now showed a different expression than that night! Her cheeks were slightly red, and her red lips were slightly pouted, as if she was angry or acting coquettish, but I knew neither of them was true.
She also gathered her soft long black hair at her back, intentionally revealing her delicate shoulders and firm breasts.
She looked a little shy, but her dark eyes still looked sharp and bright! She looked at me with a firm look, as if her actions were reasonable and natural in this situation.
“I saw it! That’s enough! Let go, I’m going to sleep!”
I saw my mother’s naked body again. She was awake and active. I couldn’t help but feel engorged.
I didn’t get an erection during her various experiments on me before, because I didn’t want to pay attention to her, so naturally I wouldn’t fantasize about her.
But now I don’t have to imagine, her sacred naked body is here! Right in front of me! This is not my business, whether I care about her or not.
“No! Stand still and watch carefully!”
Mom generously showed her naked body in front of me, and used one hand to fiddle with my penis again.
Her expression was serious with a hint of shyness, but she still looked at me with unquestionable eyes, as if to say that she would do whatever she did.
Soon, I looked at my mother’s beautiful body, and my penis became hard as iron and stood up in a few seconds as her slender hands manipulated it.
“Alright! I told you I’m normal! Let go!”
Although I had a reaction, I really had no desire for her at this moment! At least not in my heart, I really didn’t want to pay attention to her.
“It’s not over yet!” Mom’s beautiful face remained calm as she spoke to herself.
“Mom! Are you sick?! Why did you beat me half to death that day? Have you forgotten why? What are you going to do now? Do you think I’m really like a doll that you can manipulate at will? What do you think of me!?”
I heard her say it wasn’t over, so I knew what she wanted to do next! So I finally exploded!
This was the first time I was so angry that I called her name to her face, at least the first time after I was half dead.
My mother’s fair and tender body paused slightly, she looked up at me who was angry, her expression changed slightly, after staring at me for a few seconds, she lowered her head and continued her hand movements.
“You are my son and I am your mother!”
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