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Chapter 5
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5 - 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
After not seeing her for a day, Fiona became even more clingy, and even Cameron noticed something was wrong.
“Adam, is there something going on between you and Fiona?” After physical education class, Edward, Cameron and I walked towards the classroom.
“What could it be? Don’t talk nonsense.” I really don’t want anyone to know now.
“Ever since the last time you had dinner together, I always felt that something was wrong with you.” Edward looked at me suspiciously.
“Fiona seemed to be looking at you in a strange way today. When the three of us greeted her together, it seemed like you were the only one in her eyes.” Cameron interrupted.
“After all, I’m so handsome, it’s normal.” I shrugged.
MD, if this continues, the whole world will soon know. I have to remind Fiona.
“Are you interested in her? She is one of the beauties in our class. What’s more, they are twins, hehe.” Edward smiled obscenely.
“Twins? Who told you that?” I was shocked. I had never heard Fiona mention it.
“Damn, you don’t know? Laura from Class 3 has long hair, and the other two sisters are almost exactly the same.” Edward was also surprised.
“Really? I haven’t heard of that either.” Cameron didn’t know either.
“You live on campus, so it’s normal that you don’t know. They go to and from school together, Adam, haven’t you seen them?” Edward expressed disbelief.
“Fuck, I didn’t notice.” I really didn’t pay much attention to Fiona before, or to the girls in the class. After all, my attention was all on my mother.
“Then why don’t you pursue her? Even though she’s not feminine enough, she’s pretty. What’s more, they’re sisters, hehe...” Cameron also joined in.
I could only forcefully change the subject, “Alright, alright, stop imagining, the midterm exam is coming up, I’m going to go memorize the lessons.”
... After the first evening self-study class, Fiona and I went to the old place.
After a long period of tenderness, I couldn’t help but ask,” Fiona, I heard you are twins?”
“You didn’t know?” Fiona looked surprised.
“How should I know if I haven’t heard you tell me?” Should I know?
“Oh, I thought you wanted to be my boyfriend to try out the sisterhood.” Fiona looked like she had misunderstood you.
“Why didn’t you tell me the key earlier? Now you suddenly ask me to try it, and I’m not ready yet.” He is a smooth talker and no one is afraid of anyone.
“Go to hell.” Fiona punched me in the chest.
“Okay, okay, let’s be serious. What is it like to be twins? Legend has it that there is telepathy. Is it true?” I was very curious.
“Bullshit telepathy. What is the feeling? It’s just that there is someone who is exactly like you, but smarter than you, has better grades than you, and everyone likes her more. What feeling are you talking about?” Fiona said casually.
I felt the loneliness hidden in her eyes, so I hugged her and comforted her: “You must be better than her in some aspects, such as dancing, boyfriend and so on.”
“Tsk, you come to comfort me? My sister treats me very well.” Fiona didn’t buy it.
“Then I’ve never heard you mention your sister before.” I was a little surprised.
“She is gentler than me and more feminine. Don’t you guys like that? We look the same, so what if you fall in love with her?” Fiona said frankly.
Silly boy, what does gentleness or not matter? I only like pretty ones.
“Silly girl, what do you mean by gentleness or not? What I like is your courage and straightforwardness.” I could see that although she acted as if she didn’t care, she was a little lacking in confidence in front of her twin sister.
“Well, you passed.” She smiled brightly again.
...
When I got home, the atmosphere didn’t change much. I finished my homework, washed up, and used my mother’s stockings to masturbate again and threw it in the toilet. My dad will be home tomorrow, so I should cherish this last bit of indulgence.
I didn’t knock on the door today. I went straight into my mother’s bedroom in my pajamas.
My mother was lying on the bed playing with her phone. When she saw me come in, she suppressed her anger and asked coldly, “Don’t you know how to knock on the door? What’s the matter?”
Since my mother tacitly agreed to my behavior towards her, I have become much bolder. I tried not to look at my mother’s beautiful body and lay down not far from her. “Mom, I’m so sleepy. It’s still so noisy over there. I’m going to sleep first. Good night.”
“Adam, what are you doing?” There was helplessness mixed in my mother’s cold voice.
“Mom, I’m really sleepy.” I closed my eyes and yawned, then turned my back to my mother and concentrated on sleeping.
Seeing that I seemed really sleepy, my mother hesitated for a moment, but still did not wake me up. She just packed her clothes and mobile phone again and went to the guest room.
...
The next day when I got home from school, my dad had already come home and was sitting on the sofa with my mom watching TV. Seeing them snuggling happily together, I felt warm and jealous.
“Dad, you’re back. Why did you go out for so long this time?” I gave my dad a warm hug.
“Oh, don’t mention it. I’ve been flying from Shanghai to Shenzhen non-stop.” Dad was also very happy to see me. “Did you listen to mom at home?”
“Don’t you know I’m not always disobedient? Right, Mom?” I turned to my mother.
My mother didn’t dare to be indifferent, probably because she was afraid that my father would find out something. She just rolled her eyes at me and said, “You are also a troublesome person.”
“Your mom said that your English has improved?” My father didn’t understand the hidden meaning and asked about my studies.
“It’s OK. Mommy tutored me well.”
“It’s good to see progress. I heard that you want to be in the top fifteen in this midterm exam?”
“Always working hard.”
“That’s not easy. Are you confident?” My father knew that I was only ranked around 30th.
“As Heaven moves with vigor, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself.” I read the “Book of Changes” with my dad.
My mother couldn’t help but choke me: “The earth is in a low position, and a gentleman should be virtuous and hold the world in his arms. I don’t see how noble your moral character is.”
“What this sentence means is that you, Mom, have high moral qualities and should be more tolerant of people like us who have low moral qualities.” I began to quibble.
“Okay, stop talking nonsense. Now that you have a goal, work hard for it. Your mom and I have agreed that if you really get into the top 15, I will take you out to relax for two days on May Day.” Dad made the agreement.
“Okay, it’s a deal.” I was a little happy. Although this was not the purpose, I hadn’t traveled for a long time, so I might as well go out and do something.
“Okay, go do your homework and make sure to get some rest early.” Dad waved his hand and sent me back to my room.
...
After finishing everything and washing up, I lay down on the bed. Although I was a little sleepy, I didn’t want to fall asleep yet.
Dad hasn’t been home for so long, something will happen tonight, right?
After waiting for a while, I quietly opened the door without wearing slippers, and tried hard to listen to all the noises coming from my parents’ bedroom.
This wasn’t the first time I’d eavesdropped, but I’d been too lazy to wait after waiting for a few minutes without any response, so I’d never succeeded. But today I thought the chances were pretty good, so I decided to wait a little longer, after all, my dad had been out for more than ten days.
After about ten minutes, I finally heard some movement, not very obvious, and it was very fast, and in just a few minutes, it returned to silence again. I was not sure if they were having sex, after all, the sound was too quiet and too short. Maybe they hadn’t started yet? So I didn’t leave, and continued to eavesdrop at the door.
Ten minutes passed quietly and I was about to leave, but suddenly I heard a faint sigh from my mother in the room, and then the night fell into silence again.
I waited for more than ten minutes for this sigh, but no sound came out. I could only go back to my room and lie down. I thought about it for a long time but couldn’t figure it out.
What did my mother’s sigh mean? Did they have sex or not?
People on the Internet say that women are like wolves at the age of 30 and like tigers at the age of 40, and that men’s sexual function will decline after the age of 30. So, is it that the dad failed to satisfy the mom?
This ... isn’t it my chance? Thinking of this, my lust started to burn fiercely. So I got up and ran to the bathroom to get my mother’s stockings to relieve my lust, but I found nothing.
Did mom put them all away? No, did mom think I would dare to leave semen on her clothes after dad came home?
I’m not stupid.
Finally, I went to the shoe cabinet and took a pair of deep-mouthed wedge-heeled shoes that my mother wore today and returned to the room. After smelling and licking for a long time, streams of thick semen were poured into my mother’s shoes. I took a rough look and saw no traces on the surface, so I didn’t want to wipe it off. I just liked the feeling of my mother’s jade feet stepping on my semen.
...
Soon, the midterm exam was over, and after the parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon, it was the two-day May Day holiday.
During this time when my father was at home, my mother returned to her good wife and mother self. She no longer treated me coldly, but occasionally looked at me with a warning look. I guess it was because my mother discovered the semen in her shoes.
Apart from masturbating with my mother’s shoes, I didn’t take advantage of her like in pornographic novels. It’s not that I didn’t want to, but I didn’t want my mother to be wary of me. After all, masturbation is just a normal thing for adolescent boys, so I think my mother can understand it, right? It’s okay, right?
The results are out today, and I ranked twelfth. The main reason is that it is difficult to accurately control the scores of my classmates.
A few male classmates and I were playing basketball on the playground, waiting for the parent-teacher meeting to end.
Parents began to leave the classroom gradually, and soon I found my mother with a bright face. In the vast crowd, my mother stood still, looking for me, as if she was an orchid out of this world.
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