Control
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 25
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 25 - 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
She sucked and licked my two balls while stroking my cock. After a while, seeing that I still had no intention of ejaculating, my mother finally raised her head, glared at me, and then slowly swallowed my glans into her mouth.
Although it was not the first time, every time I saw my penis slowly disappearing into my mother’s mouth, I was very excited. The glans was wrapped by the warm little mouth again, and the sweet tongue began to unconsciously entangle my urethra and slide. I couldn’t help but want to use my mother’s mouth as a pussy and f•©k her.
But my mother patted my crotch at the right time, signaling me not to be anxious, and then continued to slowly swallow my cock until half of the entire cock was in. My glans touched something soft, and my mother couldn’t help but spit out my cock and couldn’t help coughing.
Deep throat? I was pleasantly surprised. This was obviously something my mother had learned from the video just now. The protagonist in the video took his son’s entire cock into his mouth, but my mother obviously couldn’t do that because my cock was much longer than the son’s in the video. However, even if she only took two-thirds of it in her mouth, it was comfortable enough for me. It seemed that I had to let my mother watch more of it in the future.
“Huh~~~” I took a long breath, then looked at my mother who had stopped coughing and exclaimed: “Mom, you are so good.”
“I told you to shut up, but you couldn’t hear me, right?” Mom looked at me threateningly and took my cock in her mouth again. However, this time she didn’t try deep throat. Instead, she held my waist with both hands and kept shaking her head up and down, sucking on my hard cock, making a series of puffing sounds.
“I want more of what I just did.” I went further and wanted to deep throat her.
My mother immediately pinched the soft flesh around my waist with one hand, and I gasped in pain.
After spitting out my cock, my mother used her tongue to lick off the crystal clear thread of lust between her mouth and my cock, then she pinched me and looked at me with a half-smile, saying, “Do you still want it?”
I endured the pain and said, “I want to!”
“Do you really want more?” Mom increased her strength, and it hurt so much that I was in ecstasy.
“Yes.” I said without hesitation.
“Little bastard.” Mom pinched me hard again before letting go. She glared at me and swallowed my cock again. She began to slowly swallow it all the way in. When she had swallowed half of it again, Mom frowned, but this time she endured the discomfort and didn’t let go again.
When the head of my penis touched the soft flesh in my mother’s throat, I was so excited that I almost went crazy, but I resisted the urge to thrust and gently stroked my mother’s hair with my hands, hoping to relieve her discomfort.
The huge cock was stuck in my mother’s mouth for a moment. Finally, my mother couldn’t help but spit out the cock. She breathed deeply, tears were coming out, and she held my thigh and said hurriedly: “Huh~~~ No, huh~~~ It’s too long.”
I caressed my mother’s pretty face lovingly and said, “Forget it, let’s try again next time.”
“Do you want there to be a next time? What are you dreaming about?” Mom glared at me in shame and anger.
“I just like to dream.” I chuckled, using a double entendre to imply the scene of having sex with her before.
My mother’s face turned red. She must have thought of what I said before, but she couldn’t lose her temper. She could only lean on the sofa in a huff: “Then dream on your own. I’m tired.”
After hearing what my mother said, I did not hesitate. I squatted down and buried my head between my mother’s plump thighs.
“What are you doing?” Mom was startled and closed her legs tightly to cover her mysterious little hole.
“Didn’t you ask me to do it myself?” I said with an innocent look.
My mother knew that I was deliberately misinterpreting her meaning, and she said unhappily, “Dream whatever you want, don’t touch me.”
I stroked my mother’s plump thighs, rubbing my hard cock against her ankles, and begged, “Mom, help me.”
“What a shame~” Mom looked at me with disdain, stretched out her jade feet, and stepped on my cock with a look of contempt.
The cock was almost as long as my mother’s jade feet. On one side was a flawless white foot, and on the other side was a cock that was red to black. Such an erotic scene was a feast for the eyes. I sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, leaned against the coffee table, and began to enjoy my mother’s foot job service.
“I warn you, don’t touch me again.” Mom spoke seriously while rubbing my cock.
“Ah?” I looked at the erotic scene in front of me and didn’t react for a moment. Was my mother playing some kind of role-playing game?
“I can help you, but you can’t touch me. Only I can do it, do you understand?” As my mother spoke, she stretched out her other foot and slid her toes along the inside of my thigh, making me tingle and tremble.
This means ... it seems that my mother has also discovered her own sensitive body. Once she gets aroused, it is difficult for her to control herself, so she has to eliminate it from the source. My mother’s plan is very complete. With the current situation between mother and son, it is obviously impossible to completely ignore my desires. But she drives me to school to reduce the contact between mother and son; at the same time, she controls me at this time to eliminate the possibility of getting aroused; at the same time, she leaves a gap and is willing to take the initiative to help me vent my desires. With three prongs, the initiative is completely in her hands. As long as I am a little weaker, her plan can be said to have basically succeeded.
Finally, after many days, I once again faced my mother’s silent counterattack, using both soft and hard tactics, a good tactic.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, my mother stopped stepping on my cock with her jade foot, and raised her other foot that was rubbing between my balls and groin. She brushed my Adam’s apple with her toes, gently hooked my chin, and continued to ask, “Do you understand?”
The mother who turned from defense to offense was bright and attractive, exuding a full sense of oppression and temptation.
But what she didn’t expect was that it was this kind of oppression and temptation that made me want to press her down and ravage her, and make this bright and beautiful mother my obedient sex slave. I swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, “Does that mean I can’t touch you anymore? I don’t want to.”
“I am informing you, not discussing with you. Or, you can solve it yourself.” The two jade feet left my body in an instant, making me feel empty unconsciously.
Oh, do you really think I’m someone who doesn’t care about anything because of my lust? If that were the case, I wouldn’t have waited two years before launching an attack on you.
I grabbed my mother’s retracted little feet with one hand, and played with her toes and palms with the other hand, using my actions to prove my initiative, and said at the same time: “It’s not impossible, unless~”
“Unless what?” The corners of my mother’s mouth curved up, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her jade feet were in my hands, and she didn’t take them back, letting me play with them.
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