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Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 100
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 100 - I want to be a good mother... I don't want to let my husband down... But, it's so satisfying...so painful...so unbridled...so beautiful... Adam...my only son...the son I carried for ten months...I really...can't live without him...Yes, I'm not in love with him...I just...can't live without him... Give love to my husband and body to my son?
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Dad quickly changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom in a suit. He asked excitedly, “How do we shoot?”
I was too lazy to think about the photos of my parents. There would be no special reward if I took good photos, so I said, “Don’t you have wedding photos? Take out the album and compare the photos you took then with the photos you take now. Wouldn’t it be interesting?”
I couldn’t tell whether it was blush or a lingering flush on my mother’s face. She looked at me thoughtfully and said, “It’s not impossible. What do you think, honey?”
Dad thought this was a good idea and said with a smile, “I think it’s interesting, but the background is different.”
“You can choose the background yourself. It doesn’t have to be the same as the wedding photo background. Your home can reflect your life. The same movements will do.”
“Then give it a try.” Dad said with interest.
“Okay, that’s it. You can go find your wedding album.”
“Okay, wait a moment.” Dad turned and went back into the room.
The moment my father turned around, I turned on the switch of the vibrator remote control in my trouser pocket.
“Buzz~~”
The slight tremor was not loud, but my mother’s elegantly crossed legs could not help but tremble slightly. The raised white high-heeled shoe even swayed a few times in the air before my mother forcibly stopped.
Dad came out of the room with a photo album, and Mom was leaning on the sofa as if nothing had happened, but as Dad got closer, I noticed that her body was becoming more and more tense.
The “buzzing” sound continued until Dad walked three steps away, then I turned off the switch of the vibrator. The vibrator that was raging under Mom’s wedding dress and in her vagina finally stopped. Mom’s tense body finally relaxed, and her crossed legs naturally changed direction.
The photo shoot started quickly. Looking at the photo album of my past self, I don’t know how my mother felt. The bride in the album looked just as holy and flawless, with happiness written all over her face. The more complicated wedding dress with a long train made her look like a princess.
“Dad, don’t you think Mom looks like a bride today?” I held up the camera and looked at the two people smiling in the lens.
“Haha, your mother will always be my bride.”
“I really envy you guys. You are still so happy after being married for so long.” I sat behind the table, holding the camera in one hand and using the other hand to quickly turn on the vibrator for a moment, using the table as a barrier. Then I saw in the camera that my mother’s legs under her white satin wedding dress were twisting inexplicably, causing the hem of her skirt to ripple.
Mom glanced at Dad next to her and saw him looking at the camera. She turned her gaze to me, raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of temptation in her eyes.
Quickly seizing this moment, I looked at the photo, which formed a beautiful contrast with my mother’s previous wedding photos. Same person, same action, the only difference is that the expression before was pure and happy, and now it is coquettish and charming. Of course, the most different thing is the small vibrator under the wedding dress.
Just like that, we changed places and actions, repeating every photo in the wedding photo. Suddenly, my father asked, “Did you hear any sound?”
I was startled when I heard that and quickly turned off the switch of the vibrator in my trouser pocket. In the current position, mom and dad were facing each other from two or three meters away, and I thought he couldn’t hear me at this distance.
“Is there any sound?” I asked blankly.
My mother seemed to be the best actor in the world. She didn’t show any abnormality and asked with a puzzled expression: “I didn’t hear any sound?”
Dad frowned and listened carefully, but naturally got nothing. He could only shake his head: “Maybe I heard it wrong.”
“Okay, take the picture quickly and face me now.” I quickly changed the subject, for fear that Dad would notice something if he continued to look at Mom.
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The photo shoot was finally over, and my parents came over to me and admired the photos I took together.
“Great shot~” Dad praised it highly.
“Of course~~” I responded with a smile, but in my mind I was imagining what my mother was like under her wedding dress. It was hard to imagine that, apart from the occasional seductiveness, my mother could actually make such a happy expression with a vibrator in her vagina.
“It’s mainly because your mom is pretty.” Dad did not forget to compliment Mom.
“My son’s photography skills are pretty good.” The mother chuckled and did not deny the fact that she was pretty.
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