Possession
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 68
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 68 - 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
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped.
After the revelry, I felt a slight pain in my waist.
I really indulged myself a little too much these two days, and I had sex with my sister, Chen Xiao and Teacher Natalie without restraint.
After I washed myself, I stepped into the classroom at the bell for the end of school.
Facing the eyes of dozens of classmates, I sat down in front of my seat.
They probably couldn’t imagine that Teacher Natalie, who disappeared for an afternoon, had sex with me in the office a hundred steps away for an entire afternoon.
When all the classmates left, I saw a beautiful figure standing quietly at the end of the corridor of the teaching building.
I walked away quickly. Since there were no other students around, I boldly put my arms around Teacher Natalie’s slender waist and walked towards the first floor with Teacher Natalie. I didn’t let go of the beautiful wife in my arms until we reached the bottom of the building.
When I came to the school gate while talking and laughing with Teacher Natalie, I found that the Mercedes-Benz car that had never been absent at the school gate was nowhere to be seen.
“Beep~”
A short whistle sounded, and the lights of a car flashed not far away, hitting Teacher Natalie and me.
Teacher Natalie’s face changed, and I couldn’t see her expression clearly under the strong light.
She turned her head and asked in a low voice: “Didn’t your mother come to pick you up?”
“Yes.”
I turned on my phone, my fingers stayed on my mother’s WeChat, and lowered my head to think about why my mother didn’t come to pick me up, and didn’t even say hello.
“How about I let Mason take you?”
“No need.” I looked at Mason, Teacher Natalie’s nominal husband, in the car against the strong light of the car lights, and I told him, “Go back and have a good rest.”
“Yes.”
Teacher Natalie nodded slightly, she didn’t say much, and walked towards Mason’s car with elegant steps in high heels.
Watching Teacher Natalie open the back door and get in, I narrowed my eyes and felt a little relieved.
Mason drove up to me and put on a polite smile: “Do you need me to take you?”
I shook my head and refused: “No.”
“It’s okay, sit up, I’m your teacher Natalie’s husband, and I’m also your...”
He probably wanted to say that I was my elder, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he quickly changed his words: “I’m also your friend, don’t be embarrassed.”
I looked at the beautiful young woman in the back seat, looking at the beautiful and beautiful wife sitting upright in the back seat, and the image of her just enjoying herself under me flashed in front of my eyes.
I looked at Mason, and the corners of my mouth couldn’t help but curl up slightly, rejecting his “kindness”: “Thank you, but my mother will be here soon.”
Mason nodded, tactfully didn’t bother me anymore, and drove away after saying goodbye politely.
...
In front of the school gate,
I frowned, and the scene of my mother driving away in anger in the morning came to my mind: “Is my mother angry because of what happened in the morning?”
At that time, I scolded my mother for being “self-righteous” because of Teacher Natalie, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.
Hesitantly, I sent a WeChat message to my mother: “Mom, school is over.”
In just a few minutes, I couldn’t help but look at the screen of my mobile phone dozens of times, but unfortunately my mother didn’t reply at all.
I felt a little anxious, and secretly worried about my mother’s safety.
You know, my mother didn’t have a driver or a bodyguard. As a public figure, it’s hard for people not to think too much about her.
I couldn’t help but call my mother immediately.
The ringing lasted about eight or nine seconds before someone answered.
“Hey.”
Hearing my mother’s gentle and cold voice, I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Mom, I’m done with school.”
“Yeah.” Mom replied softly, “I’m in a meeting.”