Strategies for Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 30: Remedies
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 30: Remedies - My mother obviously didn't expect me to do such a bold thing. Her eyes widened instantly and she stared at me in surprise. My upper body was almost sticking to my mother's body. I pressed my penis with my right hand and pressed it hard on my mother's beautiful legs in stockings, venting my desire happily. After a long time, I felt a sense of emptiness. My mother pushed me away, then quickly pulled out a tissue, frowned, and wiped the semen on her legs in stockings with a look of disgust. After t
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
To avoid my sister’s sight, I turned my head away in panic, but was surprised to find that my mother was standing at the kitchen door, her eyes wide open, staring at me fiercely. My mother must have seen my actions just now. Thinking of the warnings she gave me in the past, she shuddered. I pretended to be fine, turned my head back, and asked Beibei: “What did you say just now?”
Beibei lay on the sofa, looked back at me, and rolled his eyes: “Are you suffering from Alzheimer’s? Why are you so slow to react, so stupid.”
To cover up the embarrassment, I made up a lie: “Don’t joke, I’m very smart.”
“Ling Xiaodong! Come here!” Mom said in a soft voice. I shuddered and turned my head to see my mother standing in front of the bedroom door, staring at me angrily. Looking at Beibei again, she stuck out her tongue at me and showed a sympathetic expression, which was considered to be a condolence for the storm that was about to hit me.
I hesitated for a moment, thinking that I had to face what I had to face, so I followed my mother into her bedroom. My mother closed the door tightly, turned around and glared at me, her face full of anger, but she didn’t say anything. I felt a wave of hair in my heart, and after a moment of silence, I forced a smile: “Mom, what’s the matter?”
After a long silence, my mother asked coldly: “What did you do just now?”
I tried to pretend to be at a loss, scratched my head, and hesitated for a moment: “Just now? Just now ... I didn’t do anything.”
“You were standing behind Beibei just now, where were you looking?”
“Where were you looking?”
I continued to play dumb: “Well ... I ... was in a daze just now, and I didn’t know where I was looking.” My mother knew that I was playing dumb, but she couldn’t do anything with me. She was so angry that she raised her hand to slap me, hanging in the air, and stalemated for a long time, but finally held back.
Mom stared at me, clenched her teeth, and lowered her voice: “Ling Xiaodong, don’t think I don’t know what you are thinking. I warn you again, stay away from Beibei! If you dare to harm Beibei, I will sever the mother-son relationship with you!”
Mom’s face was frosty, her eyes were squinting, and the oppressive feeling rushed towards me, and I felt that the air around me dropped several degrees. I was stunned and a little at a loss. Mom whispered: “Don’t ignore my words. Do you hear me?”
I couldn’t help but shrink back and nodded in panic: “I heard it, I heard it.” Then I hurriedly explained: “Mom, I really don’t have any ideas.”
Because of anger, Mom’s face was blue and red. She stared at me for a long time before gradually calming down her anger and said to me coldly: “Okay, you go out.”
I flashed past Mom, opened the door, and fled out of the room. Beibei was leaning against the sofa. When she saw me coming out, she quickly stood up and came over to me. She asked nervously in a low voice, “What’s wrong with you? Mom is so angry.” Beibei was very close to me, almost sticking her body to me. Smelling the faint fragrance on her body, I felt irritated for no reason. I couldn’t tell her the truth, so I just made up an excuse: “It’s okay, I just didn’t do well in the exam.” Beibei was skeptical: “Not really, I haven’t seen Mom so angry for a long time.” At this time, my mother came out of the bedroom and saw us huddled together, and asked sternly: “Why are you so close?” I instinctively reached out and pushed Beibei. Beibei stumbled and nearly fell, staring at me in surprise: “What are you doing?”
I just reacted, waved my hands awkwardly and smiled: “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean it.” Beibei was about to continue her outburst, but her mother walked to her bedroom door, turned around and said to her: “Beibei, come here.” Beibei was stunned, thinking it was her turn, frowned at me, made a bitter face, and followed her mother into her room. Before closing the door, my mother glanced at me as if warning. Although I couldn’t hear what they were saying, I could guess roughly. It was nothing more than some instructions to Beibei, asking her to be careful and stay away from me, but the words couldn’t be said so clearly, and there were a lot of clouds and mountains, and I guess Beibei didn’t understand it very well.
About ten minutes later, they came out of the room. Seeing me sitting on the sofa, doing nothing, my mother couldn’t help but get angry and said, “You have nothing to do, right? Sitting here in a daze? Go back to your room and read a book!”
I hurriedly got up and walked to the bedroom. I looked sideways and saw Beibei clinging to the wall. Her original home clothes and white silk stockings were gone, replaced by sports sweatshirts and sports pants. During the two days when Beibei was on vacation at home, my mother was guarding against me like a thief.
In order to avoid suspicion, I consciously stayed away from Beibei. I pretended not to hear what she said to me, and then took the opportunity to hide aside. Beibei seemed a little unhappy about this.
On Sunday morning, my mother had to go out to do something. She was not sure about me being alone with Beibei. After the morning run, she ordered me to take the books and go to the library to review. I felt that my mother was making a fuss. I expressed a little protest, and was scolded.
Before leaving, my mother repeatedly warned me that I must leave home immediately. Helplessly, I had to do it. When I was about to go back to the room to pack my schoolbag, I accidentally saw Beibei sneaking into my mother’s room. I didn’t know what she was doing. When I came out of the room again, she happened to come out of her mother’s bedroom. When she went in, she was originally wearing loose home clothes, with only two slender legs, and the bottom of her top just covered her little butt. When she came out again, she was wearing a thin layer of flesh-colored pantyhose on her legs. I looked at her carefully from top to bottom, looking at her in some confusion. This should be my mother’s pantyhose, why is it on her? I suddenly remembered the scene a few months ago when Lu Yiyi put on my mother’s pantyhose to make love with me. The perfect combination of innocence, shyness and sexiness was perfectly reflected in Beibei at this time. Beibei was a little embarrassed by my gaze, and asked shyly: “What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?”
I quickly put away my thoughts and asked: “You ... stole my mother’s clothes?”
Beibei’s face turned red, and she lowered her head and muttered: “What’s it to you?”
After that, she stepped on her slippers and quickly slipped back to her bedroom and closed the door.
When I was reading in the library during the day, I would think of the scene in the morning from time to time. The innocent girl wore a loose home clothes on her upper body, and her slender legs were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings that represented sexiness and maturity. This sense of impact and contrast was so strong that I was a little dazed, and an inexplicable impulse ran back and forth in my body.
I followed my mother’s instructions and stayed until the afternoon before returning home. My mother was still outside, and Beibei was packing her luggage to return to school.
She had changed into a light yellow sweater and a blue dress, and her legs were still wearing her mother’s flesh-colored pantyhose.
I stood in front of Beibei’s bedroom door, watching her sticking out her round little butt and bending over to clean up the Li family. The impulse came up again, and I couldn’t help asking: “Are you going back to school like this?”
“Well, what’s the matter?” Beibei looked back at me.
“I just think it’s weird, why did you steal mom’s pantyhose?”
Beibei’s face was a little red, and she turned around to close the door. I quickly reached out to hold the door.
Beibei tried several times, but failed. She stared at me and said: “I wear mom’s clothes, what’s weird? You let Lu Yiyi steal mom’s clothes, that’s weird~!”
“Uh...” I was a little surprised and didn’t know what to say for a while.
Beibei raised her little face and snorted: “You guys can wear them secretly, but I can’t?”
“Then you must have a reason, right? Why did you suddenly think of wearing mom’s pantyhose secretly?”
Beibei pouted her lips, a little indignant: “I was going to ask the reason! Mom scolded me for no reason, and she didn’t let me wear white pantyhose anymore.”
Ah~! So it’s because of this.
Well ... I know the reason, but I can’t tell her.
I looked at Beibei, and suddenly an idea popped up in my mind, and my body felt hot.
Beibei saw that my eyes were a little straight, and asked suspiciously: “What do you want to do?”
After hesitating for a moment, I said: “I just want to tell you that if you go to school wearing this, your classmates will laugh at you.”
“Laugh at me?”
Beibei looked down at herself, and the beautiful legs of the girl wrapped in flesh-colored stockings slightly raised, and said: “It feels good, what’s so funny?”
“Too mature.” I leaned against the door frame and explained to her: “Flesh-colored stockings are close to the skin color. If the leg shape is good, it will give people a very mature and sexy feeling. It is difficult for little girls to control it. It always gives people a feeling of a child wearing adult clothes.”
Beibei narrowed her eyes and squinted at me: “You know a lot~!”
“Hmm...” I cleared my throat and deliberately replied Avoid the question, and then continue: “You are wearing your mother’s pantyhose, you are too mature, you have become a woman.”
“You are a woman!” Beibei said dissatisfiedly: “In autumn and winter, I saw many girls wearing flesh-colored leggings, and no one said they were women. How come I am a woman?”
“That’s because ... because ... it is designed for young girls. You are wearing your mother’s, which is for women. When you wear it, it is very ... very inconsistent and weird.”
“Okay, okay, I take it off.”
Beibei muttered impatiently, turned back to the bed, lifted her skirt, reached out to grab the waist of the pantyhose, bent down and took off the flesh-colored pantyhose from her legs little by little, and the girl’s white and tender legs were exposed again.
This scene was unexpected. Whether it was Beibei’s posture of bending down to take off the pantyhose, or the small underwear that flashed inadvertently, it made me feel excited and my throat dry.
It was not until Beibei sat on the bed and took off her pantyhose completely that she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to close the door. She looked up and glared at me, blushing and saying, “What are you looking at!”
I quickly turned around and walked away.
Not long after, Beibei came out of the room, threw the rolled pantyhose in her hand into the laundry basket, and then said to me, “If mom asks, you can explain it for me.”
“Oh.” I squinted at the flesh-colored pantyhose in the laundry basket, nodded, and felt secretly happy.
After Beibei packed her luggage and left home to return to school, I couldn’t wait to come to the laundry basket, picked up the flesh-colored pantyhose, put it in front of my nose and took a deep breath. There was still a girl’s delicate body fragrance on it. Just when I was impulsive and intoxicated, the door rang and my mother came back.
I was startled and quickly stuffed Beibei’s original flesh-colored pantyhose into my pocket.
When I walked out, I bumped into my mother. She glanced at me and asked, “When did you come back?”
“I just came back not long ago.” I pretended to be calm, as if nothing had happened.
“Did Beibei go to school?”
“Yeah.” I nodded, then walked back to the bedroom, quickly took out the pantyhose and hid it under the pillow.
My heart was still beating wildly, and it took a long time for me to calm down.
In the past two days, my mother has been a little distant from me. After Beibei left, her attitude towards me was still lukewarm.
After dinner, she just told me to go back to the room to study, and then she didn’t say anything else.
I felt a little aggrieved in my heart. It’s not that I don’t want to study, but because I can’t get an erection, the anxiety and uneasiness in my heart are uncontrollable.
I hope my mother can care about me more, have more understanding and encouragement, and don’t always care about my studies.
After turning off the lights late at night, I lay on the bed, silent for a long time, reached out from under the pillow to touch the pair of original pantyhose, put it in front of my nose, and sniffed gently.
There was no smell on the pantyhose anymore, but in my mind, the image of Beibei bending over and taking off her flesh-colored pantyhose appeared involuntarily.
My heart was throbbing, and my body became hot, and the soft cock between my legs seemed to have some reaction.
I reached my hand between my legs and wrapped my cock with Beibei’s original flesh-colored pantyhose, feeling the silky and smooth feeling. At the same time, I closed my eyes and began to imagine.
First, Lu Yiyi was wearing a school uniform on the upper body and her mother’s flesh-colored pantyhose on the lower body, lying on the bed, looking at me shyly.
I took off my pants, revealing my hard cock, and knelt between her legs, staring at the soft and tender girl’s pubic mound through the crotch of her flesh-colored pantyhose.
Then, the scene changed to me carrying two beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings on my shoulders, burying my face in the tender, fragrant and soft soles of the girl’s feet, and inserting my hard cock into Lu Yiyi’s already muddy honey hole, hitting it hard. Then, the woman under me gradually changed from Lu Yiyi to Beibei.
My dear sister was carried by me with two beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings, and I fucked her crazily. Her blushing face turned to the side, biting her right knuckles lightly, holding the bed sheet tightly with her left hand, and making a quick and timid gasp and moan in her throat.
I felt my body was extremely hot, and the cock wrapped in pantyhose had gradually raised its head. I stroked it crazily, but it was always half soft and not hard, which was completely incomparable to the previous state of being as hard as iron.
Maybe the stimulation was not enough? I desperately fantasized in my mind that the woman I fucked crazily gradually changed from Beibei to my mother.
My mother was wearing a uniform suit and a white shirt, with the buttons unbuttoned and the collar wide open. A pair of white, soft and smooth melon-like breasts swayed back and forth with the impact; the narrow skirt was lifted up and piled at the waist, the crotch of the flesh-colored pantyhose was torn open, the sexy lace panties were pulled aside, and the hard cock was frantically thrusting in and out of the juicy and tender white tiger bun hole.
My mother raised her slender jaw high, closed her eyes, bit her red lips, and her plump and beautiful body kept struggling and twisting, and bursts of sweet moans came out of her throat.
The flesh-colored pantyhose wrapped around the cock, and it was rubbed faster and faster. Although it was a little harder than before, it still did not reach the level of satisfaction, but the desire to ejaculate had come.
No way, impotence has not been cured yet, and premature ejaculation has come again? Thinking of this, I was completely panicked, and the erect penis gradually softened.
I began to imagine that my mother’s two flesh-colored legs were spread apart by me, and I pressed my hands on the inside of my mother’s white and tender thighs, thrusting my penis, and frantically pumping in and out of the tender pink flesh in the white tiger’s vagina.
After a few strong strokes, I suddenly felt that it was coming. I panicked and stopped quickly, trying to endure it, but the half-soft penis still jumped a few times, and the thick semen that had been stored for a long time was ejected.
Emptiness and fatigue came instantly, and I just lay there quietly. After a while, I took the pantyhose stained with semen off my penis, rolled it into a ball, and threw it on the side of the bed.
I really felt very tired, my heart was in turmoil, and my head was dizzy. When will this torture end? This night was spent in anxiety and fear. The next day, I got up for a morning run. After going downstairs and doing warm-up exercises, my mother saw that I was listless and tired. She frowned and asked, “What’s wrong? Staying up late again?”
“I have a little insomnia.” I rubbed my temples hard, trying to wake myself up.
My mother scolded, “Didn’t I tell you not to stay up late? How can you study like this?”
For some reason, I suddenly felt a little angry, scratched my head hard, and shouted, “Study, study, can you do anything else besides studying?”
“The most important thing for you now is studying. You are about to take the college entrance examination. Is there anything more important than studying?”
“Yes! But you don’t care!”