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Dad Is in the Next Room

Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen

Chapter 2

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Mom's buttocks are very elastic and plump. My cock is squeezed in the middle of her buttocks, arching up and down quickly, just like inserting into a vagina, it feels great. "Mom, I'll just rub it, okay, quickly" At the same time, I kept talking to reduce Mom's resistance. But Mom is not a teenage girl. She saw through my tricks at a glance. While pushing me hard, she warned me: "Your dad will come back tonight, you quickly let me go, do you hear me?" I paused for a moment, unmoved.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest   Mother   Son  

After a while, my mother pushed me and said in a muffled voice: “Get up”

Hearing this, I didn’t react. I lay on my mother’s body, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and stroking her smooth skin on her waist with my hands.

These days, my fear of my mother is no longer the same as before.

“Get up!” My mother pushed me again, and her voice was a little colder.

Feeling the warmth of my mother’s body, the cock inserted in her pussy started to move again.

I had been holding it back for so long, and I couldn’t release my inner desire at once. I stroked the warm skin on my mother’s waist and whispered, “Mom”

My mother must have felt the giant thing in her pussy getting harder, and she immediately pushed me harder. While I wasn’t paying attention, she stepped hard on my foot and pushed me to the corner.

In the kitchen.

My mother and I were both neatly dressed, but our pants were messy. My pants were all piled up at my heels, and my mother’s black pantyhose and underwear were hanging at her knees.

My erect cock, together with my huge dark scrotum, was now completely exposed to the air, and the lush pubic hair between my legs was also wet.

And my mother had turned around shamefully, and lifted her pantyhose with her back to me.

I was naked from the waist down, and as soon as I approached my mother, she immediately turned around with a cold face, frowning and panting.

“Get out quickly, or I’ll beat you to death.”

When I saw that my mother was angry, I rolled my eyes and came up with a good idea.

“Okay, mom, don’t be angry, I’ll go out now.”

I immediately rushed out of the kitchen.

I thought of a brilliant idea.

Wine, yes, use wine.

Thinking of wine, I was a little excited. What’s wrong with drinking some wine on New Year’s Eve? Happy and celebrating, isn’t the reason legitimate? Legitimate.

I ran to the storage room excitedly, rummaged through it, and finally found it in a corner. The exquisite wooden box packaging didn’t look cheap. It was probably a treasure that my father had collected for a long time. There was dust on the wooden box.

No matter, I’ll drink it first.

But, will my mother drink it? I’m a little unconfident.

Given my mother’s current defense against me, dare to drink alone with me? Obviously unlikely.

Hmm ... Standing in the living room, staring at the red wine in my hand, I pondered for a few seconds, and then looked at the balcony. I suddenly had more ideas in my mind.

Put down the red wine, first unfold the foldable table on the balcony, put it in the middle of the balcony, and then move two chairs, one on the left and one on the right.

Then, it is the most important part, music and lighting.

The atmosphere must be set, otherwise it is very likely that my mother will not even look at it.

Music is easy to say, the sound system at home can be used, but how to get the lighting, there is no atmosphere light at home. After thinking about it, I still thought of a solution that is not a solution, the two table lamps in my parents’ bedroom can be used.

Open the wine cork, find two high-foot glasses, put them on the table on the balcony, and then turn on a gentle music.

It’s done.

Although it is a bit simple...

But it is full of heart.

Turn off the lights in the living room and see the effect.

The two table lamps on the balcony emit a soft and dim yellow light, which makes the whole living room a little mysterious. Relaxing music echoes in my ears, and with a glass of red wine, even my mother should let down her guard at this time.

Wine, yes, use wine.

Thinking of wine, I am a little excited. What’s wrong with drinking some wine on New Year’s Eve? Happy and celebrating, isn’t the reason justified? Justified.

I ran to the storage room excitedly, rummaged through it, and finally found it in a corner. The exquisite wooden box packaging doesn’t look cheap. It is likely that it is a treasure that my father has collected for a long time. There is dust on the wooden box.

No matter, drink it first.

But, will my mother drink it? I am not very confident.

Given my mother’s current defense against me, dare to drink alone with me? Obviously unlikely.

Hmm ... Standing in the living room, staring at the red wine in my hand, thinking for a few seconds, and looking at the balcony again, I suddenly have more ideas in my mind.

Put down the red wine, unfold the foldable table on the balcony, place it in the middle of the balcony, and then move two chairs, one on the left and one on the right.

Then, the most important part is music and lighting.

The atmosphere must be set, otherwise it is very likely that mom will not even look at it.

Music is easy to say, the speakers at home can be used, but how to get the lighting, there is no mood lighting at home. After thinking about it, I still thought of a solution that is not a solution, the two table lamps in my parents’ bedroom can be used.

Open the wine cork, find two high-foot glasses, put them on the table on the balcony, and then turn on a gentle music.

It’s done.

Although it’s a bit simple...

But it’s full of heart.

Turn off the lights in the living room and see the effect.

The two table lamps on the balcony emit a soft and dim yellow light, which makes the whole living room a little mysterious. The relaxing and soothing music echoes in my ears, and with a glass of red wine, even my mother should let down her guard at this time.

Mom, I’ll pour you a glass of wine. “Seeing my mother sitting back again, I was happy, but I didn’t dare to show it, just kept pouring wine for her.

“Mom, I’ll pour you a glass of wine.” Seeing my mother sitting back again, I was happy, but I didn’t dare to show it, just kept pouring wine for her.

“Want to get me drunk?” Mom picked up the wine glass, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then raised her head and drank it all.

After a glass of wine, my mother stretched out her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth, put down the wine glass and looked at me, and twitched her chin: “Drink it.”

I ... Drink it, who’s afraid of who.

“Mom, I wish you a happy new year and eternal beauty. “After saying that, I picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

After drinking this glass, I immediately poured wine for my mother again, and then added it for myself, holding up the wine glass: “Mom, I wish you a smooth teaching career and a rising position in the new year.”

With a faint smile on her face, my mother didn’t say anything. She raised her glass and clinked it with mine, then drank again.

After finishing one glass, I immediately poured the next one. As for the congratulatory words, I was too lazy to think about them. I just raised my glass and clinked it with my mother.

At this time, my restless purpose was very obvious, which was to get my mother drunk.

But after a few glasses of wine, my mother was calm without blushing or beating her heart. I was a little unsure. I really didn’t know how much my mother could drink. I rarely saw her drinking since I was a child, but I never saw her drunk during festivals.

Although I rarely drink, I drank beer a few times with classmates at dinner parties, and I never got drunk.

Does drinking depend on talent?

“Okay, go back to the room and sleep. “After finishing the bottle of wine, my mother put down her glass, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

Neither my mother nor I were drunk. We could only say that we felt just right, in a state of tipsiness.

The music in my ears was still rippling, and the dim yellow light was still on.

I sat alone in the chair for a while, got up and went back to the bedroom. After getting up, I suddenly stumbled and squatted on the ground with a plop. Then there was a crackling sound, and the red wine bottle and high-heeled glass were broken all over the floor.

Looking at the broken glass pieces on the ground, I had no reaction, no waves in my heart, and even felt a little sleepy.

I held the ground with my hands and prepared to get up, but squatted again and lay on the ground with a dizzy head.

At this time, only one voice echoed in my mind: The aftereffect is really strong.

“Get up. “Suddenly, I heard a voice in my ear, and I looked up. It was my mother, who was looking at me expressionlessly, but her cheeks were flushed, like the sunset, and her bright skin was shining under the light.

Looking at my mother, I had no desire for that at this time. My head was dizzy and I just wanted to sleep. I raised my arm with a silly smile, wanting my mother to pull me up. My mother didn’t hesitate, stretched out her hand to grab me, and wanted to pull me up.

However, both my mother and I underestimated the weight of a person after drinking too much.

I couldn’t use my own strength, and it was all up to my mother to pull me up. Maybe because there were broken glass shards on the ground, my mother slipped, screamed, and fell down. I didn’t know what was going on at all. I just felt that the upward pulling force of my arm was suddenly removed, the sight in front of me was blocked, and then the whole face hit a soft place.

I reacted belatedly at this time, it seemed that my mother fell.

I tried to push the person on me to the other side, but I found that I couldn’t do anything. My head was dizzy and even stars began to appear in front of my eyes.

“Didn’t I crush you?” At this time, an urgent voice came from my ear. I looked up and saw two delicate faces.

“Why ... there is another mother...” I looked at the extra figure in front of me incoherently. I reached out to grab it, but the figure in front of me seemed to hide backwards. In a daze, I suddenly rushed forward and seemed to really fall down.

Because I could feel that there was a person under me, and there was only one word in my mind: so soft.

It must be very comfortable to sleep like this. I subconsciously arched towards the two bulges, then grabbed them with my hands and closed my eyes.

“Snap!”

Suddenly, the softness disappeared, and my eyes were bright. As soon as I opened my eyes, I was slapped in the face.

Maybe I was too drunk, so I didn’t feel how painful it was, but I was still awakened and had some consciousness. I saw the figure in front of me clearly. The person who put her hand on my chin was my mother.

“Hurry up.” My mother was looking at me angrily. I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol or her anger, but her cheeks and fair neck were visibly red.

At this time, I had no idea what fear was, and I didn’t know how brave I had become. My head was dizzy, and my eyelids were holding up. Looking at my mother who was pressed under me, the throbbing in my heart was ignited again.

I used my hand to pull away my mother’s hand that was supporting my chin, and my body pressed on her again.

“Gu Xiaonuan, I warn you, don’t act crazy when you’re drunk, be careful that I will kick you, believe it? “My mother’s eyes were wide open, her cheeks flushed, her words were full of warnings, and she held my arms tightly with both hands to prevent me from moving.

But under the catalysis of alcohol, I was not afraid of my mother’s intimidation at this time, and even felt that my mother’s resistance could arouse my desire.

Looking at my mother’s delicate cheeks, her charming and sharp phoenix eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering because of anxiety, and the heat that made her skin tremble, constantly spitting out from her charming red lips, my brain was hot, I leaned down directly, and printed my mouth on my mother’s red lips.

My mother’s red lips were warm and soft, and there was a little faint fragrance. Under the influence of alcohol, my movements were a little rough. I pressed my mouth on my mother’s lips and sucked hard, and my tongue pressed against my mother’s lips and pushed hard into her lips.

My mother was a little caught off guard, but she reacted immediately, clenched her teeth, tightened her lips, and then slapped me in the face. Even though I was beaten, I was still reluctant to leave my mother’s red lips, wanting to taste the taste of my mother’s lips more.

Suddenly, I felt my lips were bitten hard. I subconsciously hid, raised my head, and licked my tongue. I found it was a little salty, as if it was broken.

Looking at my mother again, my mother was so angry that her breathing became rapid. She glared at me with her phoenix eyes and shouted loudly: “Get off.”

I was stunned for a while, not knowing whether to continue or get off my mother, but my body was still loose.

My mother punched me hard with her other hand and said angrily: “Let go, do you hear me?”

“Mom”

“Do you believe I will kick you?”

“Mom~ This is the last time, please.”

Mom was silent for a few seconds, and then she started to count down in a cold voice. I started to wonder and started to hesitate.

“Three!”

“Two!”

“Ah...! Gu Xiaonuan, get up quickly, do you hear me!”

“Mom, just once, just once, I beg you.”

“Get out of here!”

“Mom, don’t shout, don’t shout, my dad is still next door.”

“Gu Xiaonuan, stop messing around, okay?” Mom stopped resisting and shouted in a low voice.

At the same time, I also stopped and begged in a low voice: “Mom, can you help me with your hands again?”

Mom immediately refused coldly: “No, I don’t believe what you say now.”

“Mom”

“No ... don’t move, get down quickly!” I pressed on my mother’s body, and my hand just touched my mother’s chest, and my mother shouted loudly: “Gu Xiaonuan!”

I hurriedly said: “Mom, please don’t shout, my dad will hear you later.”

“You? Do you still have your dad in your eyes?” Mom sneered.

I paused, feeling guilty. My dad was next door, but I was doing this kind of beastly thing to my mom in my parents’ bedroom.

But I was so horny that I couldn’t care less. I looked at my mom’s delicate face under the moonlight from the French windows. The hot breath sprayed on my face, and the charming musk drifted on my nose, making my blood surge. My whole body was extremely hot, and my breathing became heavy.

 
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