Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 21
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 21 - Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, elder sister, aunt, teacher, neighbor. I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son Sister Aunt Teacher/Student
After sending Isabelle off, I bought a bowl of pork rib soup from a roadside shop and took an online taxi back home.
I took a quick cold shower to wash off the obscene smell on my body, changed into my second set of clothes for the day, and put the packed pork rib soup in my own bowls and chopsticks. I hurried to Mia’s house regardless of the water dripping from the ends of my hair.
Before entering the house, I sent a message to Mia, asking if it was convenient for her to come in. Mia quickly replied with a “yes”.
I entered the password of the electronic lock and pushed the door open. There was no one in the empty living room.
I walked towards Mia’s bedroom.
“Ding ding...”
I knocked on the bedroom door twice: “Mia, can I come in?”
“Come in.”
I pushed open the door. Mia was lying on the big pink bed, still wearing the pajamas I wore when I left home, playing a small game whose name I didn’t know.
“Harry, come and sit down.”
Mia patted the bed beside her.
“Okay.”
I sat down beside her with the pork rib soup.
Mia shook her phone at me: “Want to play?”
I touched my nose and said: “Forget it, I rarely play games.”
Just kidding, I’m still waiting to send food to my mother, where do I have time to play games with you here?
Mia turned off the phone screen after hearing this: “There are really few boys who don’t play games now.”
I chuckled and didn’t respond.
Mia stretched lazily: “You can come into my house at will in the future, no need to send me a message in advance.”
“How can that be possible?”
Mia tilted her head and asked me back: “Why not? Otherwise, why would I send you the password of my electronic lock?”
I heard it and said: “Okay, then I won’t be polite.”
Mia raised her hand and touched my bangs, and asked curiously: “Why is your hair wet?”
The rare beauty suddenly appeared in front of me, making my breathing quicken instantly. It was when Mia raised her hand that the collar of her nightgown opened, and her snow-white beautiful breast on the far side was completely presented in front of me.
That beautiful breast was like a snow mountain and broken jade, shining white and greasy. Although it was not big, it was very upright, especially the slightly upturned red nipple, which was extremely moving, and it gave people an urge to suck it hard.
Damn, I just shot two shots, and my penis had the urge to erect again.
Could it be that I was a male prostitute in a brothel in my previous life, and was born to satisfy women?
I found that Mia really didn’t like wearing a bra. I guessed that Mia took off her bra just after leaving her house in the morning.
Mia didn’t realize that she had exposed herself. Her warm fingers gently stroked my hair: “There is a towel in the bathroom, go and wipe it.”
I quickly looked away, not daring to let her notice the abnormality: “It’s okay in such a hot weather.”
“Did you just take a shower?”
“Yes.”
I responded softly: “When I stewed the pork ribs soup just now, I was stained with a lot of spices. I was afraid that you couldn’t get used to the smell, so I took a shower first. I was afraid that you would be impatient, so I didn’t blow dry your hair.”
Mia’s beautiful eyes flickered when she heard it, and there was a strange color flowing in her eyes: “You don’t have to do this. If it delays your business, I can order takeout in the future.”
“It’s okay, these are just small problems.”
I brought the pork rib soup: “Try it, it’s just stewed.”
Mia took it with both hands, sniffed the rich aroma of the pork rib soup, and exclaimed: “It smells so good.”
“Try it, I specially stewed the pork ribs, it should be good for your ankles.”
Mia opened her wet lips and was about to start eating, she suddenly stopped and asked me: “Have you eaten it?”
I chuckled: “I have eaten it.”
“It’s good that you have eaten it.” Mia patted her bulging chest: “I was worried that I would eat your share again.”
Mia nibbled the clean ribs gently, her white jade-like teeth moved slightly, and she ate happily.
She ate a few bites, and suddenly looked back and forth, as if looking for something.
I quickly stretched out my palm: “Spit it in my hand.”
Mia mumbled: “It’s very dirty...”
“It’s okay, how can a brother dislike his sister’s dirtiness?”
Mia’s eyes curved when she heard it, her red lips opened and closed, and she spit bones one by one into my palm.
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