My Persistent Love for My Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 50: The night before the exam
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 50: The night before the exam - Looking at those beautiful legs and the perky buttocks, I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like if I hugged my mother from behind and rubbed my penis between her legs or between her buttocks. As I thought about it, the penis under my crotch gradually became hard, and a bulge appeared in my loose sweatpants. I really wanted to reach out and ravage her hard, but I didn't have the courage to do so. In my eyes, my mother is a noble and inviolable existence.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Just as I was thinking, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and my mother came out of the bathroom wrapped in a purple tube top towel and wearing slippers. Her black hair was emitting heat, and her half-exposed skin was moist and plump. She was simply a beauty who had just emerged from the bath. The moment she saw me, my mother was stunned for two seconds, then she came to her senses and immediately asked with a cold face: “Why are you back again?”
Isn’t this my home? Can’t I come back yet? Although I thought so in my heart, I still stood up and said carefully: “I have an exam tomorrow, I think it’s more reassuring to go home and sleep well.”
“Ha!” Mom sneered and mocked: “Rest well? Then how many points do you plan to take?”
Hmm? What do you mean by how many points? I...
I looked at my mother and tentatively said: “Full score?”
In fact, I just wanted to remind my mother not to forget the bet between us. You promised that as long as I get full marks, you would let me move back home to live.
I don’t know if my mother understood or not. She glanced at me and said coldly, “Let’s talk about it after you pass the exam.”
When I heard what my mother said, I was a little unsure. What does it mean to talk about it after you pass the exam? Doesn’t that mean that if I fail the exam, I don’t have to think about moving back home to live; if I get full marks, then we can discuss moving back home.
Anyway, my mother’s current idea is that she is not 100% sure whether I can get full marks, so she dare not give a definite answer. At the same time, she wants to use the matter of moving back home to motivate me and make me study hard, so my mother always gives me this ambiguous answer.
Annoying!
“Going home every day, annoying!” Mom looked at me unhappily and walked towards the bedroom.
Looking at my mother’s back, I curled my lips. What do you mean I go home every day? The last time I went home was last week, the night when I fucked you in bed. It can be said that since I went to boarding school, the number of times I went home is few and far between. It’s not like what you said.
Mom went back to the room. I sat in the living room for a while and went back to the bedroom.
When I came back tonight, I could see that my mother was not happy. After all, I forced her to have sex with her last time, so it was normal for her to dislike me. As for not kicking me out, it might be because my father was at home, and she couldn’t ask me to go back to school.
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