Chapter 19: What the Heart Desires

My mind kept on thinking of my mother’s attractive and curvy figure. I kept telling myself not to think like that. That was my mother who was so high and mighty! If my mother found out, I would be finished! At the same time, the voice of the little devil rang in my ears again:

Just go and take a look, just take a look and do nothing. My mother wouldn’t know...

Finally, desire overcame reason. Yes, I would go and take a look quietly, do nothing, just take a look.

I got up again and sneaked to the door of my mother’s bedroom. I gently pushed the door open and tiptoed to the bed. At this time, my mother was like a cold and beautiful woman on an ice bed, which made people feel afraid and couldn’t help wanting to get close.

My mother lay on her side, with her beautiful legs slightly bent, leaving a beautiful back that made people imagine. At this moment, her plump and round buttocks were facing me. Looking at her fat buttocks like two big peaches, I just felt thirsty and imagined my mother kneeling in front of me with her fat buttocks exposed.

Touch it! Just touch it, the language of desire whispered, I opened my eyes wide and gasped, trembling as I stretched out my right hand and touched the big ass that made me dream.

My right hand gently covered the left buttocks of my mother. The fat buttocks were really huge. My hand on it was like a helpless and thin boat sailing in the sea. Feeling the silky material of the western skirt and the thrilling round lines, my heartbeat gradually accelerated and my cock continued to swell.

Maybe she felt something strange, my mother moved her body again and lay flat on the bed again. Her charming and beautiful cheeks were all in my eyes. Her cherry red lips smacked twice. This look was actually a bit cute.

I supported myself on the bed with my hands, lowered my head and looked at my mother on the bed. Her dark eyebrows were not wrinkled as usual, but spread out. Her eyelids were gently closed, and her eyelashes were black, dense and long. A closer look showed that they were slightly jumping up and down, as if dancing. Because of the alcohol, my mother’s cold and beautiful face was stained with a layer of blush, which was indescribably charming and seductive.

As my mother kept breathing, the wonderful smell of rich fragrance and alcohol sprayed into my nasal cavity, which was more maddening than any aphrodisiac in the world. I felt that my cock was about to burst. Looking at the red lips as thin as cicada wings and as red as pomegranates, I couldn’t help but kiss them.

My mother’s lips were soft, sweet, wet, and a little cold, just like her indifferent and cold personality. I couldn’t help but stick out my tongue to lick the slippery ice lips, just like a hungry grizzly bear meeting delicious honey after three days and three nights.

“Hmm” Mom suddenly opened her red lips slightly, maybe she wanted to lick her lips with her tongue, but she didn’t know that her tongue touched mine, and she also moved left and right to sweep over the tip of my tongue. Suddenly, I felt a shiver, and felt that Mom’s tongue was small and sweet. Although I only felt it for a moment and then took it back, it was enough to make my blood boil and excited.

Mom and I kissed each other with tongues, Mom actually kissed me with tongues! I raised my head and left Mom’s sweet mouth and tongue. The refreshing feeling just now, like a drought meeting a sweet spring, kept lingering in my heart, making people yearn for it.

I don’t know if it was the effect of Viagra or something else, but at this moment I only felt a burning desire, and the last trace of fear of Mom disappeared. I slowly climbed onto Mom’s bed with my breath, and knelt on both sides of Mom’s calves with my legs apart.

Being so close to my mother, my fiery eyes also stayed on her beautiful legs. I saw that pair of beautiful legs were straight and slender, her thighs were fat like the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, full of flesh, and her knees were round and natural. The dragon’s finishing touch decorated her plump and fair legs. The flesh-colored silk stockings that represented dignity added a touch of mystery to them. Such beautiful legs were like a work of art that a master craftsman had carefully polished for decades.