Mom's Troubles
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 15
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15 - Novel type: Incest, Mother, Son I could only hug my mother's body and speed up my pace. In the end, I almost half hugged my mother and dragged her into the elevator. With a "ding..." sound, the elevator quickly went up to the 16th floor, but with my mother in this state, the elevator still couldn't move. I could only mutter with heartache, "You obviously can't drink, why do you have to show off and drink so much..."
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
As soon as my mother came in, I quickly closed the door and locked it, then grabbed the hem of her top and lifted the clothes covering her chest. With her exclamation, I then put my hand through the sexy bra and rubbed my mother’s upright breasts.
“Hmm? Stop it.” I just played with it for a while, and before I had time to rub it hard, my mother slapped my hand away, quickly put the clothes down, and said anxiously and irritably, “Mom agreed to help you, but I didn’t say you touch me, did you hear me?” Mom probably didn’t expect me to be so impulsive. Her breasts, which symbolize motherhood, were played with by me at will. She was a little embarrassed and her face turned red and white.
I was afraid that my mother would regret it. I thought that I was really too impulsive, so I quickly said sorry and let go of my hand. Then I smiled and asked my mother shamelessly, “Mom, how can you help me?”
My mother was ashamed to speak and didn’t answer immediately. She first checked the door of the compartment. After confirming that it was locked, she casually used her jade hands to push a few strands of hair on her forehead behind her ears, and then reluctantly replied, “Take off your pants, mom will help you with her hands.” When my mother spoke, her voice was short and she seemed unwilling to talk to me too much.
Thinking that my mother was going to masturbate me with her hands, I was indescribably excited. “Okay.” I quickly untied my belt and took out my penis in front of my mother without any concealment.
My penis had been hard for a long time. Once it was released, it was erected high, and the hot temperature was burning from a distance. Especially when I saw my mother’s shy appearance, her figure and clothes were very hot, my penis was even more straight up to the sky, like an Optimus Prime.
My mother couldn’t help but blush again because of me, and I even heard her heavy breathing. My mother first looked at my lower body, and her eyes were obviously panicked but pretended not to care, but the surprise in her eyes was beyond words. This made me very excited again. At least it showed that my sexual organs caused my mother a natural sense of oppression that men have on women, or in terms of sex, it caused fluctuations in my mother’s heart, and maybe she would be moved by it.
I have to say that my thing is still very big. When it is fully erect, it is almost one foot long. The glans is also standing up like a big mushroom. After the foreskin is turned back, it is engorged with blood and purple, and it is already capable of reproducing offspring. Mother took a deep breath, pretending to be relaxed on the surface, but her heart was very uneasy, and the sound of her heart beating could even be heard.
“Mom.” Seeing my mother standing there in a daze, I couldn’t help but shout a little, and touched my mother with my hand, obviously reminding her that it was time to start.
What is coming will come. No matter how embarrassed my mother is, she is a mature woman who has given birth to a child. She is naturally more experienced than me in facing sex, so I saw my mother take a deep breath again, and then she stretched out her soft jade hand. She first held it with her soft little hand, but quickly let go as if she was scalded. My mother stood there breathing fiercely, and I seemed to feel the feeling of her breath hitting me.
Mom took her hand back and took a while to hold my lower body again and moved it slowly. This made me extremely excited. I felt that all the blood in my body flowed to my lower body, making my big cock even thicker. Although men’s thing is made of meat, it is extremely hard when erect. I believe that Mom must be able to feel that my cock has become thicker, because she retracted her hand stiffly. Maybe she didn’t dare to believe that I would have such a strong reaction to her.
To be honest, I was also very nervous. This is the little hand of my biological mother. It is much more comfortable than rubbing it myself, especially the mother-son taboo mixed in it, which added to the excitement. I was afraid that she would blame me, so I pretended to be a good child without moving, but this thing was really beyond my control. It was between me and my mother, which was very incompatible with the relationship between the two.
Mom didn’t dare to look down at my penis. She glanced at the position with her peripheral vision, and then continued to stretch out her little hand to hold my big cock. At first, my mother just held it, but didn’t move. It felt like she was measuring my size, which made me very impulsive, because I had seen my father’s penis occasionally when I went to the toilet, and my size was better than his. So when my mother subconsciously measured my size, my big penis trembled again and again, as if nodding and greeting my mother.
After a while, my mother began to try to use her delicate and tender hands. Her small hands were very comfortable to hold, and she moved up and down slowly. The soft fingers and the hot palms made me excited and uncontrollable. I felt that the bullet was loaded and could be fired at any time. I was really excited. This feeling was a hundred times more comfortable than doing it myself. I couldn’t help but shout, “Mom, you’re making me feel so comfortable...”
“Don’t talk.” Mom spat softly. At this time, her hand actually increased the strength, tightly grasped my penis and rubbed it up and down, and also used her thumb to fiddle with my glans. I don’t know if Mom did it intentionally or not, but it almost made me lose control. I felt that my scrotum was shrinking, so I quickly pinched my legs and took a deep breath to stop myself from surrendering. I can’t just shoot like this. The good show is still to come. It would not only be a pity, but it would also make Mom look down on me.
Mom is an experienced person, how could she not notice my reaction, “If you want to come out, come out, don’t hold it in, it will hurt your body.”
I held it in tightly, and it took a while to get used to mom’s little hand again, and replied to mom, “Mom is so good at it, it feels so good.”
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Mom was very shy when she heard it, and she was always unwilling to look down at my bottom. Her pretty face was also turned sideways and not facing me. After a moment, she said again, “Hurry up.”
In order to make me hurry up, mom held my penis and slowly increased the speed of stroking up and down. She stroked it lightly and heavily, loosening her palm when she reached the root of the penis, and tightening her palm when she reached the glans. I leaned against the toilet with my back, enjoying mom’s masturbation skills as a mature woman, and it was very comfortable. I would moan from time to time.
As my mother’s slippery palm and slender jade fingers held my hard and hot penis and rubbed it, I found that my urethra had secreted liquid. I know this is probably the secretion of the prostate. What excites me is that as my mother’s hands are rubbing and poking, her palms are also sticky. However, my mother did not show any disgust. She was afraid that she would damage my penis, so she took the initiative to rub some on her palms, and then continued to stroke my penis up and down.
I half-closed my eyes in comfort, enjoying this aphrodisiac pleasure. I thought that women who have had sex know how to serve men, especially gentle and dignified women like my mother. In my eyes, my mother has always been a noble and elegant woman. When my father was not divorced, unlike other families, and other boys who occasionally caught their parents doing that, I rarely encountered them having sex. But this does not mean that my mother is sexually cold. I heard that the more reserved a woman is, the more coquettish she is when she gets crazy. And from that drunken experience, my mother did show quite active behavior in sex, so my mother may be the kind of woman who is both graceful and sentimental. Just like this, my mother used her skillful technique to hold her son’s penis, rubbing it up and down, making me feel ecstatic and shouting, “Ah ... Mom ... Mom ... Oh ... Hiss...”
“Be quiet, don’t shout.” Afraid that someone outside would hear, my mother’s voice was very low.
I was also afraid that someone would find out, so I could only control myself a little bit and not shout or scream, but my breathing was always heavy and my penis was always swollen. Under the soft light, my lower body was naked, and my huge and angry penis was shaking in front of my mother. My mother was a little shy about my penis. Her gentle little hand gently held my hot penis. After the initial gentleness and light exploration, my mother gradually abandoned her reserved and shy mentality, and her jade hand was soft and warm and rubbed it quickly. From time to time, she would touch my falling egg sac with her little finger, wanting me to ejaculate as soon as possible, which made me feel even more comfortable, humming.
Seeing that I was getting carried away, my mother rolled her eyes at me and said, “Silly, is it so comfortable?”
I took a deep breath and tried to calm the passion in my heart, then smiled. Taking advantage of the fact that my mother didn’t feel disgusted at this time, I boldly reached out my hand and brushed away the few strands of hair covering her face. After the initial shyness, my mother was not so shy this time. She concentrated on stroking my penis and dared to look at me. Facing my mother with a slightly red face and spring in the corners of her eyes, I only felt indescribable beauty and maturity, as if I was back to when my mother helped me take a bath when I was a child, but before she helped me clean my little penis, and now she was helping me masturbate.
“Have you done this yourself? Boys should be moderate. Too much will hurt your body.” Facing my fiery gaze, my mother didn’t dodge and began to educate me.
“How could I not do that?” I argued, of course I knew it was the same as not saying anything, because my careful mother could say this, and it was likely that she had grasped some clues.
After a few minutes, my thick cock still had no intention of surrendering. It was obvious that my mother had tried very hard. She even held it with both hands. But in order to get more, I really didn’t want to ejaculate so quickly. Until my mother felt tired, she looked up and rolled her eyes at me and said, “Stinky Victor, are you deliberately not letting your mother ejaculate? I told you that holding it in is bad for your health...”
“How could I do it on purpose ... I don’t know why, I felt very strong at the beginning, but now it doesn’t seem to be that big.” I nodded and tentatively said, “Mom, how about letting me touch you, or let me kiss you...” I didn’t know where my mother’s bottom line was today, but I had to try to break through it, so I dared to say such words with a licking face.
Mom looked at the time, sighed, smiled bitterly, and said reluctantly but firmly, “Okay, but don’t be as rude as before ... And hurry up, I’m afraid Sophia and the others will be here soon.” After saying that, although Mom didn’t move her body closer, she pouted her lips, and her bright red lips with lipstick kept spraying sweet breath to me, panting while moving, which was indescribable temptation. Her watery eyes also revealed charm and spring silk, and she closed her eyes for a moment, making a kiss gesture. When have I seen Mom like this before? How could such a beautiful beauty bear it? I hurriedly kissed Mom’s fragrant mouth, and Mom didn’t forget to stroke my cock while we were kissing.
Mom was very active this time. I hooked her tongue to taste her mouth, and Mom also responded to me, spitting out her honey tongue and entwining it with my tongue, constantly sending saliva to me, and we mother and son kissed again without any gaps.