Chapter 10: Mom sleepwalked again

After I came out, the scene changed to lying on the bed with Mom. Mom’s expression was the same as the one when she looked at me affectionately that day. Her eyes gently flashed a light like a meteor. Her charming face pulled me into the forest of lust. I quickly pulled Mom’s thighs apart (this is how dreams are. When having sex with a beauty, there is often no undressing plot). I suddenly inserted my erect penis into Mom’s flesh hole. Mom grabbed me with a painful expression. Just when I was secretly happy, Mom’s face suddenly turned into the face of the old host, and suddenly turned black again. A ghost face that frightened me looked straight at me.

And she hit my head with a wooden stick, making a banging sound. I woke up from the bed with a scream, and at this time someone was knocking loudly on my door.

My courage was almost broken! I covered myself with the quilt and asked who it was. It was my little cousin who answered sobbing outside the door, telling me to open the door quickly.

I looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table and vaguely saw that it was past two o’clock. What happened?

It ruined my sweet dream. I opened the door, and my little cousin’s soft body fell into my arms. The faint smell of soap and the young body fragrance made me secretly moved.

I touched her warm shoulders, pinched her face and turned it up. She squinted her eyes, and tears flicked on her cute face, like bamboo shoots after rain.

“What’s wrong, why are you crying, are you missing home?” She opened her beautiful big eyes, her eyelashes were really long, and she said vaguely with a trembling voice: “Ah, auntie, auntie, she, she scratched me like a ghost.”

What happened to my mother, is she really too tired to sleepwalk?

Or did the fortune-teller remind her of her sad things? I quickly grabbed my little cousin and told her that I would go over to see her and let her sleep in my room.

But she couldn’t touch the things in my drawer. The little cousin nodded pitifully and pulled the corner of her clothes. I subconsciously looked at her chest.

Since she put on her clothes in a hurry, the buttons were not buttoned, and her whole body was exposed. She also secretly wore her mother’s bra, which was a black embroidered bra. Her small breasts were full and protruding. Her skin had become a little whiter after staying at my house for the past few days.

I asked her if the bra was my mother’s. She immediately blushed, lowered her head, and took off her bra in front of me. Two little white rabbits immediately jumped out, firm and round, especially the tender red nipples that seemed to be oozing juice, which made me stare at them in ecstasy. Damn, my little cousin seemed to be defenseless against me.

She raised her head, her eyes were straight, and she looked at me boldly. Her little face suddenly glowed with green light, and she was no longer shy just now. Her rosy little mouth swallowed saliva.

I followed her line of sight and looked straight at my raised crotch. Ah, I was shocked. The minds of little girls nowadays are getting more and more strange. I didn’t expect my little cousin to be so interested in sex. Was it because of her parents’ long-term sexual life that she became like this? If my mother was fine, I could digest her. I made a blanket for her and patted her head. Just as I was about to step out of the door, my little cousin suddenly said, “Cousin, how do you know it’s your mother’s bra?” I didn’t reply to her. I said good night to her, closed the door directly, and ran into my mother’s room. As expected, my mother sleepwalked again. She sat on the pink bed like a sculpture. Let her shiny and bright black hair fall down her shoulders, wearing a black gauze. The translucent black gauze could be seen through the haziness. Her breasts, as shiny as white porcelain, were clearly visible. The plump black gauze had several lines, and the wide nightgown covered her smooth thighs. The beautiful dishes were served, waiting for me to taste them. At this moment, I could only feel extremely happy. I imagined that my beautiful mother was wearing a black wedding dress, covering her white jade pink body, sleeping gently, waiting for me to ravage her.