Strategies for Mother
Copyright© 2024 by danbaifen
Chapter 59: Blind Date
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 59: Blind Date - 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
Mom shouted, “Ling Xiaodong! Don’t ... think that just because I’m drunk, you ... can ... do whatever you want. I’m your mother! I ... know what kind of person you are!”
“You know what kind of person I am, and you still drink so much. Aren’t you deliberately creating conditions for me?”
It was just a casual remark, but as soon as it came out, my mother and I were stunned. Mom opened her eyes wide, and her originally hazy eyes became much clearer, as if she had sobered up instantly. After a long silence, my mother whispered, “Stay away from me. I can walk by myself.”
Watching my mother staggering towards the bedroom, I stood there blankly, thinking about what I had just said. Yes, my mother knew I was at home, but she still got herself drunk. What does this mean? Fishing enforcement?
Just when I was confused, my mother accidentally kicked the door frame, and she screamed in pain, holding on to the wall, groaning. I hurried over, but was pushed aside by my mother, who would not let me touch her at all.
I smiled bitterly: “Are you drunk? How come you have such a strong hand?”
My mother held on to the wall and barely stood up. As a result, she pushed the door open and took two steps. With a bang, her forehead hit the door. My mother squatted down, covering her forehead, and did not say a word for a long time. Although I could not see the expression on her face, the sound just now was very crisp, and I thought it must be very painful.
This time I went to help my mother again, and my mother did not refuse again, allowing me to hold her arm and walk into the house. I looked at her quietly from the corner of my eye, and suddenly I had an illusion that my mother’s originally red face seemed even more beautiful.
In the past, my mother always looked like a vigorous and heroic strong woman. It was the first time I saw her look so stupid like today. It was actually a bit cute. My heart beat a few times.
After helping my mother sit down by the bed, I turned around and went out to help her pour a glass of water. When I went back into the room, my mother put her right foot on the bed and gently rubbed the painful area with her hands. I walked to the bedside and handed her the water. Although my mother was dizzy after drinking, she was not drunk. At least her consciousness was clear. She took the cup of water and stared at me with a look of vigilance in her eyes.
I smiled bitterly helplessly and said, “Don’t worry, drink it. I didn’t drug you.”
My mother hesitated for a moment before taking a sip.
It might be because of the weather or the fumigation of alcohol. There were beads of sweat on my mother’s forehead. The blush on her cheeks spread down along her neck. The collar of her suit was very deep, and the shirt inside was a little messy. The top button was unbuttoned, revealing a piece of snow-white and plump breast meat.
After all, I am a young man with strong firepower. I haven’t vented for so long, and I feel irritable in my heart. Seeing this beautiful scenery, I couldn’t help swallowing my saliva, and my eyes unconsciously looked down along my mother’s body.
The flesh-colored legs under the skirt glowed with an alluring halo; at the tip of the socks, five crystal-clear and plump toes were neatly arranged, and the wine-red toenails were faintly visible under the thin stockings, adding a bit of sexiness and charm.
I felt a burst of heat running through my body, my throat was dry, and my cheeks were hot. I imagined the scene of touching my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings in my mind, and reminisced about the delicate and smooth touch, which was really haunting.
I was like a demon, and after a moment of being stunned, I stretched out my hand uncontrollably. But when I touched my mother’s stockings, my mother seemed to be electrocuted, and she splashed the water in the cup on my face.
This change came so quickly that my mother and I were stunned there. Fortunately, there was no boiling water in the cup, otherwise I would have been disfigured.
After looking at each other for a moment, my mother asked, “What are you doing?”
My mother looked a little embarrassed. I could tell that what she did just now was not intentional, but instinctive. It seemed that her nerves were still very tense, and her defense against me had not weakened at all.
“What are you doing?” My mother seemed to wake up all of a sudden and asked back.
“You just hit your foot, let me rub it for you.”
“No need.”
“You just hit it hard, I’ll rub it for you.” I reached out without saying anything, holding my mother’s smooth and round heel with my left hand, pinching her toes with my right hand, and gently rubbing them.
Perhaps my technique was a little rough, my mother frowned, raised her neck, and let out a soft and weak moan from her throat. I held my mother’s beautiful feet in stockings in the palm of my hand, staring at the smooth and delicate instep without moving my eyes.
My mother kicked hard, but she couldn’t get rid of my entanglement. Finally, she gave up struggling, snorted coldly, and sneered: “You still say you don’t want to take advantage of me?”
I was a little ashamed, lowered my head and kept silent, holding my mother’s silk stockings and feet, and concentrated on massaging. Seeing that I didn’t do anything else, my mother let me do it. I have to say that my massage skills are quite good. After a while, my mother’s tense body gradually relaxed, and her face showed a relaxed and enjoyable expression.
“Mom, are you comfortable?”
“Well, it’s good. In addition to studying, you are good at everything.”
Of course I can hear my mother’s teasing, but I don’t care. Instead, I feel a little happy in my heart, and I massage more attentively.
“Then I will massage you for a lifetime, okay?” I asked with a smile.
“No need. Give your wife a massage in the future.”
“She doesn’t deserve this treatment. Only mothers deserve this kind of noble enjoyment.”
“Don’t be so joking.”
“How can this be called joking? This is a manifestation of love.”
“Why do I feel that you don’t love me at all?”
I immediately said: “Love! Love to death!”
Mom suddenly put away her indifference, looked at me, and said softly: “Xiaodong, if you really love your mother, then can we still be like before? Love your mother like you did when you were a child, okay?”
Only then did I realize that I was fooled by my mother, and I lowered my head, neither saying yes nor no. Seeing that I didn’t say anything for a long time, my mother asked with a sad expression: “So you don’t love me?”
“I do! I really love me! I love me more than any man in the world!”
“Then you should be obedient and stop doing excessive things to me, okay?”
I stopped what I was doing, looked up at my mother, and said sincerely: “As a son, I love my mother as a mother; as a man, I love Zheng Yiyun as a woman.”
My mother’s face changed, frowned and said: “What kind of heresy? You are just making a fuss! After all, you still don’t love me.”
“No, how come we have become a dead end? Don’t you like me at all?”
I was a little anxious, and my mother was anxious too.
“Of course I like you! You were born from my belly, you are my biological son, how can I not like you?”
“I’m not talking about sons, I’m talking about men. As a man, don’t I have any masculine attraction?”
“You are attractive, and you have an incomparable attraction to Lu Yiyi. But I am your mother, and in the eyes of a mother, there is no difference between male and female children.”
“Are I the same as Beibei in your eyes?”
“Of course I am the same. I love both of you equally.”
“I don’t believe it.”
Mom was stunned: “What don’t you believe?”
“I don’t believe you have no feelings for me at all.”
“You...” Mom didn’t know how to reply to me, and was speechless for a while.
I was originally arguing with my mother. When I got to this point, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and I couldn’t help but say, “Unless you prove it to me.”
My mother didn’t react: “How to prove it?”
I said with a guilty conscience: “You ... you have to prove that you will never be tempted by me. You won’t have that kind of love between men and women.”
My mother stared at me expressionlessly, and after a long time she said, “Boring.”
I saw that my mother didn’t intend to follow my rhythm, and I got a little anxious and shouted, “If you don’t want to prove it, it means you are guilty. You must have that kind of feeling for me.”
My mother said firmly: “I don’t.”
“Then prove it to me.”
“Get out of the way.”
“Then you do.”
“I don’t!”
“Then prove it to me.”
My mother frowned: “Are you looking for a fight?”
“Look, you are guilty, right? You will hit me if you can’t argue.”
My mother didn’t say anything, raised her hand and hit me on the forehead. Fortunately, I dodged in time and didn’t get hurt. But my mother was drunk and her move failed. She lost her balance and fell off the bed. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and caught her, otherwise she would have hit her head on the ground again.
Although I had “saved her life”, my mother did not appreciate it. After sitting up straight, she slapped me on the head.
I covered my head and complained: “You always hit me on the head. What if I get stupid?”
“It’s good to get stupid, so you don’t have to play tricks all day long.”
My mother turned her face away in anger and ignored me. After a moment of silence, I whispered, “Mom, I’m always pestering you all day long, you’re annoyed, aren’t you?”
“I’m so annoyed.”
“When boys are in love, they always have an illusion that girls like them and they never give up. In fact, I’m also very distressed. I know it’s impossible for us, but sometimes, I really think you have feelings for me.”
Mom turned around and glared at me: “Are you daydreaming?”
“So, in order to dispel my thoughts and wake me up from my daydreams. You should prove that you have no feelings for me at all and completely cut off my thoughts.”
Mom hesitated for a moment and asked “How to prove it?”
I saw that my mother had finally fallen into the trap, and I was very excited, but on the surface I still pretended to be calm, lowered my head, and whispered: “If you don’t feel anything when you do that with me, it proves that you have no feelings for me at all.”
My mother’s pupils gradually expanded, stared at me for a long time, and suddenly raised her hand and hit me hard, shouting in a delicate voice: “Ling Xiaodong! Are you crazy?”
“I didn’t!” I pretended to be wronged and said: “I did this for my own good and for your good.”
“For my own good...” My mother was so angry that she didn’t know what to say, and could only hit me hard. I ran to the door in a panic and said loudly: “If you are open-minded and open-minded, you should prove yourself.”
“You still say it!” My mother grabbed the water cup on the bedside table and threw it at me. I tilted my head to dodge, and with a “bang”, the cup broke into pieces.
“If you don’t agree, then don’t agree. Why are you angry?”
“Get out!” My mother snorted angrily.
I thought this was an opportunity, but it turned out like this. It seems that I thought too much. I had no choice but to leave the room dejectedly, stood at the door and thought for a while, then took the broom and went back.
“What are you doing here again?”
“I have to clean it for you. What if you get up to go to the toilet at night and get pricked?”