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Chapter 47
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 47 - 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
Heading west, high-rise buildings disappear, fields become plains, and the car passes through tunnels like the wind and blows into the vast mountains.
I was not in a good mood. Looking at my mother who seemed so far away, I could not get excited and could only sit in the car in a dull mood. As the journey was halfway through, I inevitably felt a little sleepy. My mother had been driving for several hours and had already sat in the back seat, replaced by my father.
Seeing that I was yawning repeatedly and struggling on the backrest, and couldn’t sleep comfortably, my mother hesitated for a moment, and finally said, “If you feel uncomfortable, lie down and sleep.”
I glanced at my mother, my heart beating slightly, then I lay down as she said, resting my head on her thighs.
When my face touched my mother’s plump thighs through her long skirt, I instantly woke up from my sleepiness. After a month, I finally touched my mother’s body again, but this time, I could no longer be as unscrupulous as before.
But the surging desire didn’t care what I thought. I hadn’t tasted meat for a month, and when I touched my mother’s body again, my cock became hard almost immediately. Fortunately, I was wearing jeans today, so it wasn’t too obvious.
While my heart was washed by desire, I was also enveloped by a warm maternal love, like birds longing for old forests, and my mother’s warm embrace always made me addicted. I sniffed my mother’s faint body fragrance and coveted everything in front of me.
The winding mountain road was not easy to drive on, and there were many potholes on the road. The car speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which caused my mother’s huge breasts to fall on my cheek from time to time due to inertia.
I simply lay on my mother’s lap, looking up at her huge breasts that swayed gently as the car swayed. Her breasts were large and soft, and as the car stopped, my mother leaned forward, and her soft breasts, with a burst of milk fragrance, passed over my nose and lips. I opened my mouth slightly, greedily enjoying this beautiful moment, and my cock in my lower body was already hard.
My mother looked down at me, met my burning gaze, pursed her lips, and said nothing.
Driving on a mountain road requires extreme concentration, and since mom was sitting behind dad’s seat and in the blind spot of the rearview mirror, dad didn’t notice what was happening behind the car.
Seeing that my mother didn’t say anything, I assumed it as her consent. I tilted my head back and gently felt the massage of her huge breasts. Her breast flesh was like the breeze in the mountains, occasionally brushing across my nose by inertia, softly and itchy, stirring my heartstrings.
The car was quiet and time seemed to pass very slowly. I was in my mother’s warm embrace, and my mind gradually wandered. Looking at my mother who was within my reach, I couldn’t help but ask myself, should I really let go?
But what can I do?
I don’t know how long it took, but we finally arrived at the hotel at our destination. We parked the car, had a simple meal, and my dad suggested going out for a walk.
It was nearly dusk, and the Luqing Lake was covered with the golden afterglow of the setting sun. Birds flew across the vast lake, and the scenery was quiet and beautiful.
Seeing this beautiful scenery, I temporarily put aside the depression in my heart and put a smile on my face.
I looked back occasionally, but I couldn’t help but be stunned. The lake breeze was dancing, and between the light and shadow, my mother was wearing a light yellow long skirt and a pair of white sneakers. Her hair was floating lightly in the lake breeze. It was so beautiful that even the surrounding scenery seemed to lose its color.
But seeing such a mother, snuggling in her father’s arms at this moment, made my heart ache, and my originally excited expression immediately dimmed.
Dad was looking at the scenery in the distance and didn’t notice my sudden change in expression. But Mom was paying attention to me all the time. When she saw my sudden gloomy expression, she was slightly startled and couldn’t help but let go of Dad’s arms.
I was no longer in the mood to appreciate the beautiful natural scenery. My mind was filled with the only thing left: my mother’s unrivaled beauty. I walked slower and slower in silence, and before I knew it, my parents had already walked beside me.
“What’s wrong? Why are you not so happy?” Dad was very interested.
“It’s nothing. Maybe I feel a little uncomfortable after sitting in the car.” I forced a smile.
“Then let’s go back and rest first, and then play tomorrow. We still have plenty of time.” Dad looked at the surrounding scenery with some regret.
“It’s okay, you guys go shopping, give me the key to my room, I’ll just go back and lie down for a while.”
Dad looked at me and saw that there was no problem. He handed me the key and said, “Okay, then you take a rest. Your mom and I will go shopping for a while.”
“Well, have fun.” I waved goodbye to them.
Mom opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn’t.
Back in the room, I lay down on the bed like a zombie, trying to sort out my overflowing emotions.
Now I can no longer tell what exactly I feel towards my mother. It seems to be love, and it seems to be desire. Sometimes love prevails, and I don’t want her to suffer any more. At this time, I am willing to let go as long as she is happy. Sometimes desire prevails, and I wish I could possess and desecrate her, violate everything about her, and pour out all my evil and desire on her.
I thought about it for a long time, but still couldn’t figure it out. Sometimes I even hated my mother. Can’t you understand me? Can’t you get rid of the shackles of morality? Can’t you love your son a little more...
Just as I was daydreaming about this, there was a knock on the door of the room.
I opened the door and it was my mother. I was a little surprised and opened my mouth, but eventually my face calmed down.
“Are you okay?” There was a hint of worry on my mother’s face.
“Where’s my dad?” I forced a smile.
“He went fishing.”
“Oh.” I walked back to the bed and sat down in silence.
Mom closed the door, came in, and sat down on the bed opposite me.
After a while of silence, my mother finally broke the silence: “Are you ... okay?”
I forced a smile. “Not bad. How about you? How have you been lately?”
“Not bad.” Mom said softly, and then the room fell into silence again.
Since everything is fine, what else is there to say?
After a pause, my mother spoke again: “Don’t think too much, you still have a long future.”
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