Mom Is the CEO
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Chapter 10: Acting
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10: Acting - The spoiled son seems to be kind-hearted, but he has been plotting against his dignified and noble mother for a long time. If morality is just a shackle that binds the spiritual level, then love can break everything in the secular world.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Three days passed in a flash, and my mother seemed to have forgotten that I had a sex addiction, or she didn’t take it seriously at all. She didn’t even ask me a question these days. She made breakfast every morning and went to work, and made dinner when she got home from get off work. Every time at the table, she only talked to me about study-related matters, and told me to use the remaining vacation to review and consolidate the homework of the first year of high school, so as not to forget the previous knowledge when the second year of high school started.
In short, my mother kept silent about my sex addiction.
I was secretly anxious, thinking that it would be bad for me to continue like this, because the longer the night, the more dreams there are.
But this kind of thing can’t be said clearly. From my understanding of my mother, although she cares about me and cares about me, she will never put down the dignity of a mother and do things that violate the moral bottom line.
Because my mother has very strict moral requirements for herself and the people around her, otherwise she would not have divorced resolutely and decisively after discovering that my father cheated. This is a woman who will never allow any flaws in moral character.
The more I understand my mother, the more difficult it is.
But if I stop here, I am afraid I will never be satisfied in this life.
I want to be with my mother forever, and I also want to have each other with my mother. This is not only the feeling of a son for his mother, but also the innate possessiveness of a man for the woman he cares most in his heart.
Yes, in my heart, my mother is the most important and most caring woman in my life. Even my future wife is not as important as my mother. For my mother, I can even not get married!
For a woman, the most important man in her life should be her son, not her husband, because her son is the new life she has bred with her own life. She has given this new life blood, flesh, bones and marrow. Without her, there would be nothing for this new life. As a mother, she is the starting point of this new life!
For a man, the most important woman in his life should be his mother, because everything he has comes from his mother. His father only provides half of his genes, and his mother not only provides half of his genes, but also uses her womb to bred him, feeds him with her body, condenses his blood and flesh, gives him bones and marrow, and even sacrifices her life to make him born in this world in times of danger!
What a great maternal love this is.
I am willing to spend my whole life with my mother.
Although my idea is crazy.
But if morality is just a shackle that binds the spirit of the world, then love can break everything in the world.
If my mother is in danger of life, such as having a heart disease or leukemia, I will not hesitate to donate my heart and bone marrow, and I firmly believe that if it were me, my mother would do this for me.
How bad can such a mother-son relationship be compared to those unswerving loves? Even too much!
I used these reasons to convince myself more than once in my heart, as if only in this way can I make my actions full of rationality, and only in this way can I feel less guilty when I do these things behind my mother’s back.
I have also read many novels about mother-son incest, regardless of right or wrong, true or false, but the methods and routines in them are completely unworkable for me. What about drugging, drunkenness, and quietly inserting when sleeping, how can these be possible in reality! I don’t have the courage!
I believe that in this big world, there must be illicit relationships between mothers and children, fathers and daughters, and blood relatives, but they must have had relationships based on feelings and due to some kind of coincidence, not drugging or forcing.
After all, who would use such dishonorable means on their relatives?
I felt melancholy. I thought I was successful just by acting in front of my mother, but I didn’t expect that there was no progress at all.
It’s not accurate to say that there was no progress. After all, my penis erected in front of my mother two days ago. If it were in the past, I would have been criticized. But I don’t know if it was because I said I had a sex addiction, or because my mother still wanted to fight with my father for custody, or both, my mother just gave me a little face and didn’t get too angry.
But this is still a long way from my expected goal!
Thinking of this, I was speechless. My mother vowed a few days ago that she would find a way to help me solve this disease. At that time, I was looking forward to something happening between me and my mother through this disease.
But now it seems that she has not taken any action at all!
In this case, I have to take action. This stalemate is not a long-term solution.
According to my idea, I will first break through my mother’s psychological defenses step by step, and then slowly break through her emotional defenses.
I have a sex addiction. It is reasonable for me to masturbate in my bedroom, right?
“If I don’t take action, school will start.”