Chapter 46: Strategy progress, accidentally inserted

My mother didn’t say anything, took a deep breath, and sat down on the bed. I hesitated for a moment, then walked over with courage, sat next to my mother, and looked at her carefully. There was no expression on my mother’s fair and beautiful face. She looked straight ahead. I couldn’t tell what she was thinking. But her right index finger twitched from time to time. I thought she was not as calm as she seemed.

I imagined that I could let my mother masturbate me later, and I felt a burst of heat on my body. This time was different from the last time. Last time I had to pretend to be sick and didn’t dare to let go too much. This time, in name, I was still helping to treat the disease, but in fact, I was helping me vent my long-accumulated sexual desire. I think my mother knew it in her heart.

My mother and I sat there. After a stalemate for a while, I couldn’t help it anymore, so I took off my pants quickly, and the semi-erect penis was exposed without any cover.

Just as I was about to speak, my mother’s face suddenly changed, and she asked in a panic, “Or ... let’s use stockings.” While talking to me in a negotiating tone, she turned her body around, and as soon as she finished speaking, I saw the cock leaking out.

My mother’s cheeks turned red, and she instinctively stood up, looking a little embarrassed. I was afraid that my mother would escape at the last minute. Seeing this, I quickly grabbed her slender white jade hand and said, “It’s all agreed, keep your word. Just once, just this once.”

My mother stood stiffly by the bed, her brows sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, as if she was fighting fiercely in her heart. I kept fanning the flames: “Mom, we’ve already agreed. If you cure my illness, I won’t bother you anymore. Just once, okay? Just once, really just once. When I’m cured, I can devote myself to the college entrance examination sprint, and I promise to get into a good university.”

Amid my continuous prayers, my mother hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly sat back on the bed, saying coldly: “Just this once.”

“Once, absolutely just this once. Only this time can my illness be cured, and I won’t have any worries.” After saying that, I didn’t give my mother time to think, grabbed her little hand, and put it on my dick.

Although she had experience once, she was definitely not used to touching her own son’s dick. When the back of her finger touched the glans, her arm instinctively shrank back, but fortunately I was prepared and pressed down hard, so that she couldn’t break free.

Although the skin on the back of my mother’s hand was delicate and smooth, it couldn’t resist the softness of the palm after all. But just like last time, my mother clenched her fist tightly from the beginning and refused to let go. Last time I succeeded in a sneak attack, this time I guess my mother was on guard, so this trick didn’t work. I took a deep breath and said, “Mom, you keep wasting time like this, when will it end?”

At this time, the psychological excitement was more than the physical excitement, and the penis was almost erect, and the glans was against the back of my mother’s fingers, which was quite impressive. I held my mother’s hand and pulled it back and forth for a few times. Finally, my mother loosened a little. My mother opened her hand and then hesitantly held my penis in her palm.

My mother’s palm was soft and thin, and the pleasure of my penis being instantly wrapped was so good that my scalp numbed and I couldn’t help holding my breath. I looked at my mother and saw that she closed her eyes and frowned, obviously very resistant.

Although the whole process was similar to the last time, the mood was completely different. Last time, my mother had no choice but to help me cure my illness. But this time, my mother knew that I was deliberately lying to her, but she still took the initiative to help me masturbate. The psychological impact was enough to make people feel happy. The thick and hard cock was jumping in the palm of my mother’s hand. Although my mother held my cock in her hand and did not move, I enjoyed it very much, and even thought that it would be good to continue like this. After a stalemate, my mother asked, “Are you cured? Is this all right?” I gritted my teeth and said, “I don’t know, anyway, it’s good if you hold it, and it won’t work if you let go.” My mother knew that I was talking nonsense, but she didn’t let go of her hand and still held the thick and hard cock. Although it was very comfortable, it was not a good thing to keep wasting it like this, so I held the back of my mother’s hand and looked at it and stroked it up and down. My mother resisted slightly, then closed her eyes tightly and let me do whatever I wanted. She should think that as long as she can help me vent once, I will not pester her again. In fact, I have been giving such hints from the beginning. I tested my mother’s bottom line again and again, and she compromised with me again and again. The reason why I was able to succeed was because I held the imperial sword of the college entrance examination in my hand. If I couldn’t completely break through my mother’s defense before the end of the college entrance examination, once my mother’s reason returned, there would be no hope in this life.

I held my mother’s hand, stroked it for a while, and then quietly let go. My mother’s small hand held the hard cock alone, and after a moment of silence, she began to stroke it gently. Although my mother’s movements were very stiff and the speed was not fast, her palm did not dare to stick completely on the cock, but just circled a ring with her thumb and index finger, put it on the cock, and stroked it up and down.

But the sticky liquid overflowing from the glans urethra stained my mother’s fingers, which played a lubricating role, and it was still quite refreshing to stroke it.

It was not a difficult task at all. Gradually, my mother’s movements became much more natural. I looked at my mother quietly. There was no expression on her face, and she was even a little cold, but her eyes looked to the side, and she refused to look down.

I don’t know why, but my mother’s resistance and helplessness made me feel extremely stimulated. My penis was so hard that it was about to explode, and it kept jumping in my mother’s small hands. In addition, the flesh-colored legs under the floral dress stimulated my brain, jumping.

I couldn’t help it, so I mustered up the courage to lift the hem of my mother’s skirt and put my hand on her flesh-colored legs. My mother was startled, turned her head and stared at me, shocked and angry. It has come to this point, anyway, there is nothing to be afraid of, so I just stroked back and forth on my mother’s slender and delicate silk stockings.

My mother opened her mouth and wanted to stop me, but finally gave up and let me do whatever I wanted. At the same time, the strength in my hand was slightly increased, and the speed of stroking was obviously faster. I don’t know if my mother wants to end this shameful behavior quickly.

My palms rubbed against the flesh-colored pantyhose, making a slight “rustling” sound, but my eyes could not help but stare at the high peaks of my mother’s chest. As the speed of my mother’s hands increased, her chest rose and fell more violently. I couldn’t help but think, what would it feel like if I inserted my penis into the middle of my mother’s white, tender and smooth breasts?

I couldn’t take it anymore! Under multiple stimulations, I felt that I was about to come, and I couldn’t help but gasp and urged: “It’s coming soon. I can’t take it anymore, Mom, faster, faster!” As I said this, my hands were stroking my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings more and more vigorously.

Of course, my mother knew what I was talking about. She glared at me sideways, but her hands gradually accelerated, making me gasp for air, and the pleasure came like a tide, one after another. After all, my mother was an experienced person, and she seemed to feel something, and hurriedly said: “Wait a minute.” After that, she stopped her hand movements, turned sideways, and reached for the tissues by the bed.

I know that my mother wanted to catch my semen with a tissue, but I felt that it was really boring, and now the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so I took the initiative to move my body forward, and pressed my hot and hard cock against my mother’s beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings. The sensitive glans rubbed hard on the silky and soft pantyhose twice, and I felt a tingling sensation on my back. I thrust my cock forward, and thick and sticky semen spurted out from the urethra, hitting my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings with a “puff puff”.

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 the passion, the fear gradually came to my heart. Looking at the cold expression on my mother’s face, I opened my mouth and was about to say something. My mother said in a deep voice: “Go back.”

Although I was a little reluctant, I didn’t dare to stay in the house anymore. I fled out of the room and returned to the bedroom, breathing heavily, thinking about what happened just now over and over again in my mind. I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep all night.