My Persistent Love for My Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 80: Mom helps me with her hands
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 80: Mom helps me with her hands - 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
Mom replied with some embarrassment, and then she stretched her slender arms back, and her soft hands tentatively placed on my crotch.
“Mom,” I shouted with a trembling voice, but I did not interfere with Mom’s actions, but expected Mom to take the initiative to hold my dick.
“Don’t talk.” It sounded that Mom’s breathing was a little unstable, trembling slightly, as if she was very reluctant.
“Mom~ hold it.” I breathed quickly, and I couldn’t wait to push my hard dick forward. In the dark, I felt my glans poked on a protruding bone, which should be Mom’s fisted hand.
“Mom ... hold it.” My mouth was against Mom’s ear, spewing hot breath, and I said tremblingly, as if I was seducing an ignorant girl.
Mom was silent, but through a layer of pajamas, I seemed to feel her hot skin, her trembling body, and she dodged forward in fear, trying to get out of my arms.
“Mom, hold it.”
“Yes, open your palm and hold it gently.”
“Hiss~” I let out a comfortable moan, and my teeth couldn’t help trembling. Mom’s hands were so soft and comfortable. Her warm palms were pressed against my hot cock, and just gently placing them on it was a kind of enjoyment.
However, half a minute later, Mom’s little hand on my cock still did not move, but was a little restless on the cock, with her five fingers gently closed together.
In fact, Mom still couldn’t bring herself to lose face. After all, it was not her husband but her son lying behind her. It was really embarrassing for her.
Although Mom had stroked my cock with her hands a few times before, it was under my control. Holding Mom’s little hand, Mom was very reluctant to stroke my cock.
This time, I wanted my mother to be free and take the initiative to jerk me off, so I whispered, “Mom, can you move?”
“Shut up.” Mom whispered back in a somewhat embarrassed tone.
I leaned on my mother’s back, not in a hurry, my palm moved up and down through a layer of cotton pajamas, stroking my mother’s flat belly, gradually moving upwards, and reaching in from under her pajamas.
My palm felt my mother’s smooth skin, and the continuous hot temperature hit me, which was very enjoyable.
I thought my mother didn’t feel anything, but it seems that my mother is also a normal woman with sexual desire, and her body will tremble and get hot because of the stimulation.
My palm gradually moved upwards, and when it was about to touch my mother’s breasts, my mother grabbed me with her other hand and said in a muffled voice, “No.”
“Oh, okay.”
Giving up my mother’s breasts, my palm had to keep stroking between my mother’s slender waist and lower abdomen, and from time to time I had to gently slide my fingertips across my mother’s smooth skin.