Chapter 12: Treating Mom as an Object of Sexual Fantasy

After leaving the hospital, I was holding a pile of medicine in my hand, and I felt a little worried when I looked at it. But when I thought about taking the medicine and staying at home to rest, all this seemed to be no problem.

My father hadn’t gotten off work yet, and only my mother and I returned home. As soon as I opened the door, I shouted: “Finally home”

Then I lay on the sofa in a big letter shape, looking at the ceiling with excitement, and my thoughts drifted into the bathroom again. The soft and smooth flesh-colored stockings, the fragrant white shirt, the forbidden pleasure and excitement that made people want to die, all the time aroused my mind.

“Bang”

There was a sound of closing the door, as if my mother walked into the bathroom. I rolled over from the sofa, suppressed the excitement and surging in my heart, tiptoed to the side of the bathroom door, and pressed my ear tightly against the wall.

Eavesdropping on my mother going to the toilet was something I never dared to think about before, but now it has really happened. I suddenly feel that I am much braver than before.

Lying on the wall, I can vaguely hear the hissing sound coming from the bathroom, like a seductive moan, stimulating me all the time, my heart beating violently, and I can hardly suppress the excitement in my heart.

My mind can’t help but emerge the image of my mother sitting on the toilet, her white and tender hands resting on her beautiful knees, her round and plump buttocks sinking into the circle of the toilet, squeezing the white and tender buttocks out of shape, and then the mysterious little hole opens, and a stream of urine spurts out.

And I, just outside the door separated by a wall, pricked up my ears, and eavesdropped on my mother’s hissing sound without distraction.

This exciting pleasure in tension made my penis hard to the extreme, but I was not overwhelmed. Knowing that my mother was about to come out, I quickly lowered my footsteps, sat back on the sofa, and hugged the pillow to block my erect penis.

Until my mother came out of the bathroom, I was thinking about a question, what kind of scenery will my mother’s mysterious little hole have?...

“Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?”

I walked to the kitchen door step by step, holding the wall, looking at my busy mother, and my eyes greedily and wantonly scanned my mother’s delicate body.

“Stewed spareribs”

My mother didn’t even turn her head and continued to wash the spareribs.

“Oh”

I said perfunctorily, and my eyes were all focused on my mother.

The black leggings tightly wrapped around my mother’s buttocks. From the back, it was straight and upturned, and her upper body leaned forward on the stove. Her graceful body was completely in a doggy style, which made me want to press my mother in front of the stove and press my penis in the middle of the buttocks to thrust back and forth, but I didn’t have the courage yet, I was afraid that my mother would slap me to death.

I was lost in thought, and in my mind I had already pressed my mother against the stove and thrusted in and out for more than a hundred times. Suddenly, my mother’s scolding woke me up. Her beautiful eyes glared at me, and she held the spatula tightly in her hand, “Gu Xiaonuan, don’t let me see you before dinner.”

My mother noticed me again, and I didn’t dare to stay at the kitchen door any longer. I reluctantly took my eyes off my mother and slid back to the bedroom, leaning against the wall.

Sitting in front of the computer, I carefully thought about my mother’s changes in the past few days, and her changes in attitude towards me. It seemed that she was not as cold as before, especially after what happened today. I felt that my mother and I were getting closer and closer. Of course, this relationship was definitely a mother-son relationship, and there was no taboo relationship beyond the mother-son relationship.

Moreover, judging from my mother’s attitude, she would never allow me and her to have an abnormal mother-son relationship.

However, the more my mother did this, the more I looked forward to it. I looked forward to my mother and I going beyond the taboo relationship of mother-son ethics, and conquering my mother under my crotch. The incomparable sense of conquest, coupled with my mother’s identity as a beautiful and cold teacher, made me full of motivation.

I don’t know why, as long as I think of my mother, my penis will become hard involuntarily. Maybe this is the stimulation of the taboo relationship, which makes people unable to resist.

In my mind, I imagined my mother with her hands on the stove, her round and plump buttocks were not raised, and her two beautiful legs in black leggings were tightly together, tightly clamping my penis, making an extremely seductive moan.

While thinking, I took off my pants under my buttocks, held my penis and quickly stroked it up and down.

I fantasize: holding my mother’s plump and slender waist with both hands, my hard and hot thick cock quickly thrusts in and out between her beautiful legs, the legs are tightly intertwined, making a clapping sound. This mental picture makes my breathing more and more rapid, and the pleasure of ejaculation is getting closer.

“Mom, I’ll shoot it all for you, okay?”

“Xiao Nuan, don’t ... don’t...”

“Mom, I’m shooting it”

“No...”

“Mom”

I roared in a low voice, and my hands quickly jerked a few times, and the semen all shot out, and the heaven-like pleasure rushed from my back to the back of my head, and my body kept shaking on the computer chair.

“Hu...”

I took a heavy breath, and my body softened on the computer chair. The red cock was exposed to the air at this moment, and it also became limp. I took the toilet paper on the table and wiped it clean, and quickly pulled up my pants, in case my mother suddenly broke in and saw me like this, she would go crazy directly.

I stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, my mind was blank. Every time I ejaculated, I would feel a little regretful. I regretted that I shouldn’t have done this, that I shouldn’t have chosen my mother as the object of my sexual fantasy. The strong sense of guilt made me feel very stressed every time, but when I recovered my spirit, I would involuntarily think of my mother, thinking about conquering her and fucking her to my heart’s content, constantly hovering on the edge of entanglement and contradiction.

“Bang bang bang...”

“Come out for dinner”

My mother knocked on the door at the door, and frowned at my absent-minded look: “What are you thinking about?”

“No ... nothing”

I was a little nervous, and quickly put the toilet paper that had just wiped the semen into my trouser pocket, then got up and walked out.

“What did you do in the bedroom? Why is there a strange smell?”

Seeing my mother frowning, I sniffed a few times with my nose, feeling familiar but not sure.

“No, why didn’t I smell it? Is it the smell that came in when I opened the window just now?”

I pretended to be confused and sniffed the air.

“Really?”

Mom glanced at me, sniffed the air uncertainly, and finally looked at me suspiciously before turning around and leaving the bedroom, “I stewed ribs for you, come out to eat”

“Thank you, Mom”

I followed Mom out of the bedroom happily. There was a pot of ribs on the table in the living room, with corn, potatoes, big red dates, etc. I sat down and sniffed it, and said to Mom with a servile expression: “Mom, the ribs you stewed are really fragrant, I think I can finish this pot”

Mom rolled her eyes and said unhappily: “If you are not afraid of being stuffed to death, just eat as much as you want”

“I won’t be stuffed to death, I won’t be stuffed to death, just wait and see”

Mom sneered: “When did you learn to flatter”

“Mom, I’m not flattering, it’s just that the ribs you stewed are really fragrant, and they look appetizing”

I continued to flatter.

My mother looked at me with disdain and waved her hand: “Okay, okay, eat yours quickly, if you can’t finish it, leave it for your dad.”

I looked up and asked back: “What about you? Don’t you want to eat?”

“I’m losing weight”

“Ah”

I was surprised, then stood up and stood in front of my mother, eyes wide open, walked around my mother twice, from head to toe, and finally stared at my mother’s beautiful legs, a little dazed.

My mother patted my head lightly and scolded: “What are you looking at”

I reacted and said with a bitter face: “You are not fat, why do you want to lose weight? If you lose more weight, you will become a bamboo pole”

As I said, I reached out and touched my mother’s leg.

My mother slapped my hand away and said with disdain: “You are disrespectful”

“I’m measuring your leg circumference to prove that you are really not fat”

I continued to reach out and touch my mother’s leg, with a serious expression on my face, which made my mother stunned, thinking that I really understood these things.