Strategies for Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 35: Tenderness, compassion, and faith
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 35: Tenderness, compassion, and faith - 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
The waiter brought new chopsticks, and I handed them to Aunt Rong respectfully with a smile on my face. Aunt Rong took the chopsticks and glared at me: “I just praised you a few words, and you are starting to make fun of me again, right?”
I smiled awkwardly: “I just want to liven up the atmosphere. Besides, I am also praising you.”
Aunt Rong snorted disdainfully: “Do I need a little kid like you to praise me?”
I didn’t dare to respond, so I could only lower my head and continue to eat hot pot. Aunt Rong seemed to be in no mood. After eating a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and said to me: “The bill has been paid. If you want to eat, stay here and eat.” After that, she stood up and prepared to leave. She reached out to pick up the novel, but left the bouquet of roses on the chair.
I don’t know why, but I deliberately asked, “Your rose, I forgot to take it.”
Aunt Rong turned her head and glanced at me, and said coldly, “I gave it to you.”
I stood up, reached out to pick up the rose, put it in front of my nose and smelled it, and praised, “What a fragrant rose.”
Aunt Rong glared at me fiercely, her teeth clenched. I don’t know why, I just want to see her embarrassed and angry look.
After Aunt Rong left, I stayed there alone and ate hot pot. Although this was a dinner left by others, I haven’t eaten so happily for a long time. In the end, I felt unsatisfied and ordered a portion of tripe at my own expense. When I got home, it was almost ten o’clock in the evening. My mother was sitting on the sofa in the living room. When she saw me come in, she didn’t say anything else and asked me to wash my hands and eat.
I was startled, turned my head and glanced at the dining table, and saw that the food was neatly packed and untouched. I asked in surprise: “Mom, you haven’t eaten yet?”
Mom said expressionlessly while serving the food: “Waiting for you.”
I couldn’t help but feel touched, and then I felt guilty. Why didn’t I think of calling my mother to tell her that I had eaten outside?
It’s hard to say now. After all, my mother waited for me to come home for dinner. I can’t live up to her care and waiting. Even if I die of fullness, I have to accompany my mother to eat this dinner.
I went back to the room silently, changed my clothes, washed my face, and then went back to the dining table. I deliberately said: “I’m so hungry! I’m so hungry!” I stretched my neck to smell it and exclaimed: “It smells so good~!” Then I wolfed down the rice porridge that my mother handed over.
But I was already very full, and there was not much room in my stomach. No matter how much I tried to pretend to be hungry, I couldn’t stuff much food. Just when I was barely holding on, my mother suddenly came up to me, sniffed, frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: “What’s the smell on you?”
I was stunned, raised my nose and sniffed, and suddenly realized that it was the smell of hot pot. But I couldn’t admit it, pretending to be confused, sniffing left and right: “No smell.”
My mother sniffed again and said: “No, it smells very strong. It’s the smell of a hot pot restaurant. Did you eat out?”
With my mother’s IQ, there was no point in hiding it anymore, so she simply bowed her head and admitted: “Well ... On the way back, I met Aunt Rong eating alone, so I ate a little.”
My mother sighed and asked unhappily: “You were eating out, why didn’t you say hello to me? I waited for you for so long.”
I also regretted it a lot. I thought my mother was angry with me. I came back late, and I probably ate alone first. I didn’t expect my mother to wait for me to come back and eat together.
“I’m ... sorry.” I lowered my head and apologized to my mother from the bottom of my heart, and then immediately said, “But I’m not full yet, and the food outside is not as delicious as what my mother cooks.” After that, I started to eat voraciously again.
“Okay, don’t force yourself, you’ll be full if you eat more.”
I felt that my stomach was already full, and it would burst if I stuffed it in, so I stopped. Mom started to eat alone with her head down. The dinner was a little cold, but she didn’t care at all. I looked at my mother and couldn’t help but think of Aunt Rong’s words, and I felt more and more guilty.
After a long silence, I whispered, “Mom, do you feel that you are particularly unfortunate?”
“There are many people who are more unfortunate than me.” Mom’s tone was calm, and her expression did not change at all.
After hesitating for a while, I continued to ask, “Then ... do you feel that you are particularly unlucky to have a son like me?”
Mom looked up at me and ignored me. I didn’t know if I didn’t express myself clearly, so I quickly added: “I have a casual personality, no ambition, often make you angry, and am not filial. I’m not like other children at all. Will you ... be disappointed in me?”
Mom looked at me calmly and said slowly: “Xiaodong, Mom has never thought of making you become someone else’s child.”
I lowered my head and said with a guilty expression: “But sometimes I always feel that I am not worthy of your expectations, and sometimes I even feel that I am not worthy of you, such an excellent mother.”
Mom sighed and said to me earnestly: “Xiaodong, you and Beibei I carried you for ten months and gave birth to you with great difficulty. My greatest hope for you is that you can grow up healthy and strong. Apart from that, I have no other requirements.”
“But my academic performance ... I am really afraid that I will fail the college entrance examination again and fail to meet your expectations.”
“Xiaodong, do you feel that I have been forcing you to study for my own face? Do you feel that you study for me?”
“Not really ... I want to study hard, but the pressure is really great. I know you are doing this for my own good, but I just...” I frowned, not knowing how to explain this feeling.
After a moment of silence, my mother suddenly got up and walked into the bedroom. I didn’t know what she was going to do, and I was stunned in my seat for a while. After a while, my mother came back with a box in her hands, put it on the dining table, carefully opened the box, took out a test paper from it, and said softly: “Do you still remember this test paper? When you were in the third grade of elementary school, you got full marks in math for the first time, and you excitedly showed it off to me. You told me that math is really interesting and you like math very much.”
I looked at my name on the test paper and the 100 points written in red ballpoint pen, and I was surprised. This is indeed my math test paper in the third grade of elementary school. My mother has kept it intact until now.
My mother took out a pen from the box and said to me, “When you were in the fourth grade of elementary school, you participated in the district’s Mathematical Olympiad and won the second place. The prize was a pen and a beautiful notebook. You gave the pen to your father and you gave me the notebook. Our whole family was very happy that day. We also fantasized that maybe you would become a mathematician and be famous all over the world in the future.”
As she spoke, my mother took out another notebook, which was a souvenir of the Mathematical Olympiad that year, and said to me softly, “Xiaodong, this is the best gift I have ever received in my life. Until now, I can’t bear to write a word on it.”
I looked at the notebook. The cover was clean and there was no damage. After so many years, it is still like new. I can imagine how much my mother cherished it and how well it was preserved.
I was moved and remembered the days when I was studying mathematics hard in elementary school. Other children played video games, but I enjoyed mathematics. Other students’ idols were movie stars, but my idol was Hua Luogeng. I really liked mathematics and I got endless fun from arithmetic problems. But I don’t know since when, this interest was gradually forgotten by me. Until I read tomb-robbing novels, I fell in love with archaeology, but that was just for pure interest.
Seeing that I lowered my head and kept silent, my mother said softly: “Xiaodong, mom can feel that when you were young, you were able to get happiness and satisfaction from learning. You must understand that learning knowledge is not just for coping with exams, but for you to be able to see a wider world and make you more free in thought.”
I lowered my head and listened silently.
My mother paused for a while and continued: “Of course, these are all big truths. You can also dislike learning, or even hate learning, but in order to have a meal in the future, you must complete your studies. This world is cruel, and the fittest survive. If you want to survive better, you must be better than others.”
“I understand.” I nodded vigorously.
My mother looked at me and sighed again: “Xiaodong, I know that you are under great psychological pressure because of your physical condition. It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but the doctor also said that your illness is caused by psychological reasons. If you want to cure the disease, the best way is to reduce the psychological burden. The best way is to face the college entrance examination with all your strength and divert your attention. As time goes by, maybe your disease will be cured without treatment.” “Yeah. I know.” My mother and I didn’t continue talking, thinking about our own thoughts. A few days ago, my mother was a little indulgent to me because of her guilt, but now, the strict mother is back. It’s like a dream. Those beautiful fantasies are just my own extravagant wishes. After all, it’s impossible for me and my mother. After a long silence, my mother asked: “It’s your birthday soon. What gift do you want?” My mother will never give me the gift I want. “I just want my mother to have dinner with me.”
My mother looked at me and asked, “Is it that simple?”
“It’s that simple.”
From that day on, I decided to follow my mother’s advice, temporarily forget about my illness, and devote all my energy to studying. I have hurt my mother again and again, and I can’t let her be disappointed in me anymore. In addition, I must re-examine my past and future.
I tried hard to find the original image of my mother in my mind. At the same time, I hope to find happiness in learning like when I was a child. But after all, I am no longer that innocent boy. I feel very tired from endlessly repeating questions. But I also warned myself in my heart that learning and hard work are very boring and boring things. Only by enduring this loneliness can you bear the fruits of success, and this fruit belongs to only a few people.
With the arrival of the end of the year, my birthday is getting closer and closer. This afternoon after school, I just walked out of the school gate and saw An Nuo standing across the street, looking at me with a smile. Looking at her school uniform and the schoolbag slung across her body, she should have just finished school. I hesitated for a moment and walked over. She waved at me from a distance and called sweetly, “Brother.” I walked up to her and looked at her carefully. I saw that her face was ruddy, her eyes were curved, and she had a smile on her lips. She was completely different from the poor little girl who was lying on the bed a few days ago.
“Are you cured?” I asked.
An Nuo nodded and said with a smile, “Thanks to my brother, I’m cured.”
I laughed out loud, “What does it have to do with me?”
“My illness was cured as soon as you came to see me.”
I corrected, “You are thanks to the doctor, I’m not a doctor.”
An Nuo smiled and said, “The doctor can only cure my physical illness, but not my mental illness.”
I glanced at her and said bluntly, “Then you should go to a psychologist.” After that, I turned around and left. Although I have some sympathy for her life experience, it does not mean that I have forgiven her, let alone that I can accept her.
An Nuo chased me happily like Bambi, saying, “Brother, our birthday is coming soon, what are your plans?”
I kept walking and replied, “What do you mean by our birthday? You celebrate your birthday and I celebrate mine.”
“Aren’t our birthdays on the same day?”
“So what?”
An Nuo chased me and said, “We can celebrate our birthdays together.”
I smiled bitterly and said, “Forget it! Last year’s birthday party was exciting enough. If you do something weird for me again this year, I’m afraid I’ll explode on the spot.”
An Nuo followed me for a while and suddenly said, “This is what Dad meant.”
I stopped and looked back at her. An Nuo knew that I was waiting for her explanation, so she said, “Dad wants us to celebrate our birthdays together.”
I thought about it and understood Dad’s intention. He must have taken advantage of the fact that An Nuo and I have the same birthday to bring the two families together and ease the relationship between them.
“Then why didn’t Dad tell me?”
Annuo said with a smile: “Dad knows that you will definitely refuse what he tells you in person, so he asked me to ask you. Dad said I am your nemesis.”
I smiled bitterly: “You are the nemesis of our whole family.”
“Then do you agree?”
“No.”
Annuo smiled slightly and said nothing. I glanced at her, turned around and continued to walk forward. Surprisingly, she didn’t catch up with me. This surprised me a little.
I didn’t tell my mother about this, because I knew she wouldn’t agree. But the next day I received a call from my father, and what he said was exactly the same as what An Nuo said to me, wanting us to have our birthday parties together. I was a little puzzled. Did he send An Nuo to come, but it didn’t work out, so he came in person? After hesitating for a while, I still refused. After hanging up the phone, the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that I had fallen into the trap of the little witch again. She knew what my father was thinking and was afraid that I would agree, so she came to me first, leaving me with a preconceived impression and deliberately ruining the matter. Needless to say, she must be afraid that my father and mother would meet because of this and ease the relationship, which would threaten her mother’s position. Hey~! Little girl, it’s really hard to guard against! No, I must find a way to get back at her. I can’t let her lead me by the nose all my life. I still didn’t tell my mother about this. I don’t know if it’s because of An Nuo, or maybe, deep in my heart, I also have a little bit of thoughts hidden.
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I run back and forth between school, tutoring class and home every day. Apart from eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, I only have to do exercises. My birthday came in the blink of an eye. I was excited and a little hesitant.
My mother still remembered our agreement and asked for leave from the tutoring class teacher for me early. When I got out of school in the afternoon, my mother was waiting outside the school gate. She had her long black hair tied up behind her head, black frog glasses on her nose, a black suit skirt, ultra-thin flesh-colored stockings on her legs, and a pair of black patent leather high heels. She should have come to pick me up after get off work.
My mother, as usual, folded her hands in front of her chest and leaned against the front of the car. There was no expression on her face, and she exuded an aura that kept people away from her. But my mother was too dazzling. She just stood there motionlessly, attracting countless pedestrians to look back.
I walked over and said hello. Mom said nothing, motioned me to get in the car, and then took me home and changed clothes.
When Mom came out of the bedroom, she changed into a black dress, and wore a round and shiny pearl necklace on her slender neck, which made her skin, which was originally as white as snow, even whiter and more delicate. Coupled with the faint smell of perfume, she looked both dignified and noble, mature and sexy.
Seeing me stunned, Mom urged: “Go change clothes quickly.”
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