Chapter 3: Close Intimacy with Mom

Mom was still struggling to escape. I hugged her small waist with my right hand, raised my legs and pressed down her kicking feet, holding her firmly in my arms.

Through a thin layer of cloth, my penis just entered the vaginal opening, which felt very uncomfortable, like taking a bath with clothes on.

I then had an idea. I continued to cover my mother’s mouth with my left hand, and clamped my upper arm around her neck. She immediately suffocated and was unable to struggle. She collapsed in a few seconds. I continued to suppress her with my left arm and legs, and took the opportunity to release my hand on her waist.

I lifted her buttocks, pulled out my penis, and quickly hugged her and hit her hard.

With a “puff”, my mother and I were now truly “close”.

I thrust my penis into the “honey hole”, and she desperately twisted her waist and hips to dodge, but it sparked even more passionate sparks.

My right hand held her waist tightly, adjusted the angle of my buttocks, aimed at her vagina, and pressed my mother down hard. With a “pop”, the penis was inserted into her.

My mother’s tears immediately flowed from her eyes. How could she live when she was raped by her husband and had sex with her dearest son?

No matter what my mother thought now, I was already immersed in the wonderful stimulation. I greedily licked and kissed the woman in my arms, leaving wanton marks on her white neck, back, and shoulders.

My hands kneaded the buttocks hard, and the penis rushed in the honey hole. The movements were wanton and wild, attacking from top to bottom and inside and outside.

My mother soon couldn’t stand such stimulation. Her stiff body trembled slightly, her hands and feet almost stopped resisting, and her struggling strength became weaker and weaker. Her mind and body were softening.

I became more excited, and then changed the way of attack, and began to stimulate with gentle techniques.

My right hand started by stroking her thighs and slowly moved into her vagina. When I gently touched her clitoris, my mother’s whole body shook violently, and then she completely softened.

Seeing her reaction so violently, I knew that the pursuit was finally over. I had won a complete victory and captured my mother’s body. Now it was time to enjoy the spoils.

I immediately pressed my fingers down again, kneading and rubbing the bulge, and at the same time cooperating with the penis’s thrusting, her reaction was even greater, and her vagina soon became soaked. More vaginal fluid gushed out, and the slippery and greasy fluid covered the entire vagina, soaking the underwear of both of us.