Strategies for Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 42: Meet An Nuo
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 42: Meet An Nuo - 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
However, overall, the result was not bad.
Relying on my mother’s love for me, I finally got through it smoothly.
As for the next step, it depends on the specific direction of the matter.
If my mother is indifferent to my “decadence”, then my hope is probably slim. After a while, An Nuo sent me a message: “Do you still dare to do that with me?”
I replied directly: “I dare! Why not?”
“Aren’t you afraid of your mother being angry?”
“You won’t really beat me to death, will you?”
“But ... I am your biological sister. Aren’t you afraid of being known?”
“Am I not your biological brother? You are not afraid either.”
“...”
“Besides, it is more comfortable to be a biological sister.”
After waiting for a long time, An Nuo sent me a trembling expression and said: “You have changed.”
“What has changed?”
“I feel that you were quite heartless before, but now...”
“What’s wrong now?”
“I can’t explain it, anyway, it’s a bit hard to understand.”
“Nonsense, after going through so many things and being fooled around by you, if there is no change at all, then it is really heartless.”
Because school has already started, Beibei returned to school, and only my mother and I were left at home.
I continued to act in front of my mother. No matter what she said, I was weak and indifferent, always looking unhappy. No matter how angry she was, my mother couldn’t do anything with me. Until the first test after the start of school, I deliberately did poorly on the test. When my mother got the report card, she was so angry that she trembled all over.
“Is this how you study hard with me?”
“Mom, I have tried my best.”
“Don’t act so hypocritically! What on earth are you trying to do?”
My mother slammed the report card on the coffee table and glared at me. Her chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing was heavy. It was obvious that she was very angry.
“I didn’t want to do anything.”
I frowned with a bitter face, pretending to be pitiful, and said aggrievedly: “I just want to study hard, get into a good university, find a good job, and then find a way to cure my illness, marry Yiyi, and live the rest of my life in peace and stability.”
“What you said and what you did are completely opposite. Is this your attitude to study hard?”
“Yes, I have been studying hard. I am under your nose. You can tell that I have been getting up early and studying until late at night every day, right?”
“You...”
My mother was speechless for a while, pointing at me, and said angrily after a long time: “Who are you studying for? If you don’t want to study, forget it!”
I bowed my head and said nothing.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, my mother got angry: “You’re talking, are you mute?”
I asked dejectedly: “What do you want me to say?”
My mother said: “Ling Xiaodong, I have tolerated you for a long time! Don’t push your luck!”
I frowned and said bitterly: “Mom, I am already like this, what else can I push? In the first place, I don’t want to cause you trouble or make you angry. I live well over there, but you insisted on letting me
move back. My illness has already taken a turn for the better, but you insisted on ... Hey!”
As I said this, I pretended to be helpless and sighed.
My mother glared at me: “So it’s all my fault, isn’t it?”
“I don’t blame you either.”
My mother really couldn’t do anything with me. I kept humming and hawing no matter what she said, and she was so angry that she just wanted to beat me.
I had imagined this situation from the beginning. The weapons I can use now are the college entrance examination and my mother’s love for me. Originally, I wanted my mother to take the initiative to help me cure my illness, but I didn’t expect that this disease was unexpectedly cured by An Nuo. Then the next development may not be within my control. A few days later, after dinner, I was about to go back to the room to review, and my mother suddenly called me.
I was stunned and looked at her in some confusion. Since that day, the two of us have been in a state of cold war. This is the first time in a few days that my mother has taken the initiative to talk to me.
I asked: “Mom, is there something wrong?”
Mom looked at me, seemed a little embarrassed, opened her mouth, and was about to say something. I had a wonderful premonition in my heart, and continued to ask: “Mom, do you have anything else? If not, I will go back to the room first.”
After that, I turned around and pretended to leave, and my mother hurriedly said: “Wait a minute.”
“Hmm?” I pretended to be at a loss. “You ... wait here now.”
After that, my mother got up and walked towards the bedroom. After a while, when she came out again, she had changed her clothes, a gray uniform suit, a gray one-step skirt, and ultra-thin black pantyhose.
Seeing my mother dressed like this, I was ecstatic, excited and surprised.
After going through so much trouble, this was the goal I was pursuing, but I didn’t expect that my mother would compromise so quickly.
Seeing me staring at her in amazement, my mother seemed a little reserved and shy, and cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment. Then she walked quickly to the door, bent down to put on black high heels, turned around and stood in front of me again, looking at me quietly.
Of course I knew what she meant, but I pretended to be confused and asked in confusion: “Mom, what’s the matter with you?”
My mother was anxious and wanted to scold me, but she finally held back. She walked to the sofa and sat down, then gently patted the seat next to her and said to me: “Come here.”
“What are you doing?”
“Come here! Sit down.”
Under my mother’s crystal white skin, there was a hint of blush, and from the expression on her face, it can be seen that she was a little anxious. I pretended to be confused and walked over, sat down beside her, and then blinked and looked at me. My mother seemed a little embarrassed by my gaze. She coughed lightly and turned her head to the side. I looked at my mother’s snow-white and slender neck. The hair scattered behind her ears touched my heartstrings.
My mother’s hint was already obvious, but I had to learn from the last lesson and had to hold back at this time.
Time passed second by second, and the two of us just sat there motionless, and no one spoke.
Finally, I asked, “Mom, what do you mean?”
“Uh...”
Mom turned her head and stared at me, angry and annoyed, and a little shy, with her eyes wide open, as if she would come up and bite me at any time.
My heart was beating rapidly, almost jumping out, but on the surface I still pretended to be calm and asked in confusion: “Mom, did I do something wrong again? I...”
“Ling Xiaodong, why are you so irritating?”
Mom was anxious and raised her hand to slap me on the back of my head.
I frowned and asked with a wronged look: “You hit me again, what’s wrong with me?”
“You...”
My mother stood up suddenly, stomped her feet like a little woman, and then walked towards the bedroom.
I stood up quickly, clapped my hands, and said suddenly: “Ah~! I understand, you want to continue to help me treat my illness, right?”
My mother turned back and glared at me: “Why are you pretending?”
She looked at me for a while, turned around and hit me back, sat down next to me again, then crossed her right leg over her left leg, turned her upper body to the side, hugged her chest with her left hand, and supported her chin with her right hand, and stopped looking at me.
I looked at my mother’s plump and slender black silk legs, savoring the cool and smooth touch, and the long-lost excitement surged in my heart again. I couldn’t help but reach out and touch it, but I knew that I had to be calm at this time and must not rush.
After seven or eight minutes of stalemate, my mother couldn’t help it anymore. She turned around and glared at me, asking, “Why are you daydreaming?”
“I can’t daydream.”
“Then why are you still...”