Training Sex Slave Mother
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 30
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 30 - She slowly rubbed her swollen head, and vaguely saw a figure in the corner of her eyes. When she looked closely, she found that it was a naked boy, and this boy was her own son. The scenes of yesterday finally appeared in the beautiful woman's mind. Although she didn't want to believe it, the fact was right in front of her. She was raped by her son.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
At eleven o’clock in the evening, it was drizzling outside the window, but it was much lighter than the violent storm just now.
In an ordinary room, a man and a woman were having intense intercourse on the sofa. One was a mature and beautiful woman, and the other was a young man. Of course, these two people were my mother and me.
At this time, my mother was already naked, her nightgown was thrown on the ground, and even more pitiful was her bra and panties, which were roughly torn and thrown aside. Her extremely white and perfect body was completely exposed for me to admire.
“Hmmm ... ah ... mmm ... mmm ... mmmm...”
At first, my mother could still resist me, but as time passed, she became completely limp and could only passively endure my attacks. Even her moans became weak.
But I was different. Even after an hour, I was still full of energy. I hadn’t even released my orgasm for the first time and was desperately pumping my mother’s pussy.
“Mom, are you feeling well?”
I grabbed my mother’s hands, pressed them on her flat belly as a force point, and asked her while thrusting.
“Um ... stop ... umm ... I ... ah ... umm ... no more ... oh...”
Mom is almost losing consciousness. The thick cock is tearing her pussy, and the huge glans is breaking into her uterus again and again. The continuous orgasms make Mom feel comfortable but also painful. Her pussy is hurting and itchy, which is indescribable. She wants to refuse, but she feels very comfortable and wants to continue, but the pleasure is mixed with a hint of pain, which makes Mom feel like she is dying of ecstasy.
“Mom, if you beg me, I will let you rest.” I said with a wicked smile.
“Ah ... no ... um ... I can’t bear it anymore ... um ... um ... rest ... um ... um ... rest ... for a while ... ah ... please...”
My mother said this breathlessly, and she looked even more tired than me, but it was understandable. Although men usually take the initiative in such things, women would also be very tired. Besides, my mother had never experienced such a fierce attack. If it weren’t for her natural top-notch sex instrument, she would probably have fainted.
“But I haven’t cum yet, Mom, please let me cum quickly, or I won’t be able to cum.”
When I thought of the scene of my fairy-like mother begging for mercy under my crotch, I couldn’t bear the excitement. I vowed to make my mother surrender today.
I grabbed my mother’s wrists to prevent her from breaking free, and with my other hand I grabbed her soft breasts and began to knead them. This posture made my mother’s arms push her breasts inward, creating a deep cleavage on her already huge breasts, which were very elastic.
“Ah ah ... don’t ... ah ah ... don’t touch me ... I said ... well ... I can’t stand it ... ah ah ... don’t do it anymore...”
The attack on her sensitive big breasts and the incoherent pleasure made my mother involuntarily clamp her legs together, and her pussy tightened, almost making me surrender.
I suddenly wanted my mother to resist a little longer so that I could enjoy it more. However, rather than making my mother beg for mercy, I chose the latter.
“Please, I’ll let you go, quick!”
I repeated it again, but this time in a more forceful tone.
These words, which were almost like orders, made my mother lose all her will to resist. Coupled with the pleasure on her breasts, she finally gave in and begged for mercy, with even her tone becoming much higher.
“Please ... ah ... please ... mm ... you ... mm ... I don’t want it anymore ... mm ... mm...”
After saying these words, the mother’s face turned red and she felt extremely ashamed and angry. She begged for mercy in front of her son in humiliation, and her body was still being enjoyed by her son. The mother felt so embarrassed that she tilted her head to one side and buried half of her pretty face in her black hair, trying to reduce her shame.
Seeing my mother trying to cover up her mistake made me even more excited, and my cock felt numb. I knew I was almost reaching my limit.
I suddenly increased my speed, pulling out until only the glans was left each time, and then thrusting all the way in again. The sound of our bodies hitting each other echoed throughout the room.
“Pah pah pah...”
I did not let go of her hands as my mother wished, but instead rubbed her breasts even harder.
“Ahhh ... you ... ah ... mmmm ... ahhh...”
My mother was angry and powerless at the moment. The violent action made her unable to complete her sentences. Every time she wanted to say something, she would be replaced by lewd moans.
I promised not to touch breasts...
You promised to let me go...
This bastard...
My mother couldn’t say it out loud and could only blame me in her heart.
“Mmm ... Mom, I’m going to cum...”
I could no longer hold on any longer, and the intense pleasure began to move downwards little by little. When it all gathered on my penis, it was time for me to ejaculate.
“Mmmmm ... don’t ... ah ... mmmm ... no ... mmmm ... mmmm ... stop...”
My mother tried to stop me intermittently, but her rapid breathing and a series of moans completely buried her voice, making it impossible for her to say anything.
“I can’t take it anymore ... I’m cumming...”
Listening to my mother’s sweet moans, I really couldn’t help it. I used all my strength to pump into the muddy little hole, with a speed of almost 4.5 times per second, for more than ten seconds, and finally I inserted it heavily into my mother’s uterus, wishing I could stuff all my testicles in there. The hot semen rushed in, roaring, and completely filled my mother’s small uterus.
“ah!!...”
The hot semen made my mother twitch. Her arms wanted to escape, but I held them tightly. She could only grit her teeth and clench her hands, reaching a climax with me.
My mother’s vaginal fluid gushed out continuously, like a fountain, crystal clear.
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