Training Sex Slave Mother
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 55
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 55 - 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
Imagine this scenario.
A pure spring, clean without a trace of impurities.
But suddenly a drop of bright red blood dripped in and began to spread wildly around.
It makes the originally poetic picture more weird.
My mother’s fair and flawless face is like the spring water, and her bright red lips are like a drop of blood, which adds a bit of enchanting beauty to her originally pure face.
At this moment, I suddenly felt a sense of unreality. It was as if my mother had thousands of temperaments, all completely different, yet so harmonious.
If I were not her biological son, I would not be able to tell my mother’s actual age.
I have no doubt that if my mother put on a JK uniform and walked into university, everyone would mistake her for a girl in her twenties.
I couldn’t help but imagine how my mother would look like when she put it on, a miniskirt, white stockings, and twin ponytails, holding one on each side while exercising, that feeling...
It’s so cool!!!
Trying to suppress the swelling feeling of my exploding cock, I waved to my mother.
“Come here and let me see.”
Mom didn’t think much about it. She knew she couldn’t escape tonight, and the madness would begin after eating the cake.
But she doesn’t know that I don’t intend to give her the chance to eat cake. Now she is like a poor prey, walking step by step into the hunter’s trap.
Maybe she took off her shoes in the bathroom and didn’t have time to put on slippers. The pair of white little feet walked on the petals all over the ground, which gave me a visual impact and made me even more excited.
When my mother walked in front of me, I could no longer remain calm. I stood up suddenly, hugged my mother tightly in my arms, and kissed her beautiful cherry lips hard.
“Hmm...”
Maybe she didn’t expect me to be so rude, my mother couldn’t help but frowned, and subconsciously pushed my chest with her little hands.
But that weak force didn’t work at all, and instead squeezed her plump breasts out of shape.
I kissed that little mouth that I had tasted countless times, taking all those beautiful red lips into my mouth, not caring whether I would eat the lipstick, and kissed it with all my heart.
Before long, my mother’s brain began to become confused. The alcohol and lack of oxygen made her fall limply into my arms, allowing me to do whatever I wanted.
I held my mother’s waist tightly with both hands and kissed her hard. Under my deliberate guidance, my mother raised her head high, revealing her swan-like neck. Her body kept leaning back, but she couldn’t break free and passively responded to my kiss.
Soon, my mother’s backward lean reached the limit of what her legs could support, and she began to slowly bend her legs. I followed her movements, moved closer, and applied a little force, forcing her down little by little.
This position was very uncomfortable. My mother’s arms were clasped together in front of her chest and her upper body was restrained by me.
The half-squatting position made his legs completely weak, not to mention the stimulation of alcohol.
At this moment, my mother seemed to have been given anesthesia, and her whole body was as soft as jelly.
We were getting closer and closer to the ground. Although my mother struggled, her strength was not even symbolic. The whole process was unusually smooth.
I didn’t let go of my mother’s lips until I got on my knees and forced her to kneel in front of me.
I have to say, there is some truth in the saying “you get what you pay for”. After kissing for such a long time, my mother’s lipstick has not fallen off and is still so bright.
The mother may not realize that there is anything wrong with her posture, and she instinctively breathes in fresh air to relieve the feeling of suffocation.
But at this moment, my mother was kneeling in front of me, her face right in front of my cock, and her warm breath was like adding fuel to the fire, making it as hard as steel and almost bursting through my underwear.
I didn’t hesitate any more and took off my pants and underwear in a few seconds. My ferocious big cock popped out instantly, jumping happily in the air, and finally stopped on top of my mother’s head.
Before my mother could react, I reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head and look directly at the big cock above her head.
The thick cock almost filled my mother’s field of vision, and the length from the base of the cock to the glans just spanned from my mother’s chin to her forehead.
The fair and pretty face looks even more fragile and smaller compared to the dark penis.
I slowly moved my penis, so that the glans moved along my mother’s eyebrows and the tip of her nose down a little bit, and finally stopped at her delicate red lips. With a light push, I parted the two lips, making them unable to close.
It was not until this moment that the mother suddenly realized that she should resist.
But what surprised the mother was that she only shook her head symbolically when her lips were parted, and did not even think of moving her head away.
Is it because I was drunk?!
My mother’s inner doubts lasted less than a second before she found an excuse for herself, blaming her lack of resistance on the fact that I had pinched her chin.
But she forgot that her pearly teeth had automatically opened slightly.
Feeling my mother’s teeth starting to loosen, I was a little surprised. I thought my mother would cooperate, but I didn’t expect her to cooperate so well.
But now is not the time to think about these things. I pushed the penis forward little by little, and the glans also broke forward little by little.
As I watched the glans slowly penetrate into my mother’s small mouth and finally be wrapped by her bright red lips, I felt like a possessed person, constantly moving towards the depths of my mother’s mouth, the excitement in my heart was indescribable.
“Um...”
It wasn’t until I touched my mother’s throat and heard the seductive whimper that I came to my senses.
After a short pause, when my mother calmed down, I pressed her head, slowly backed away, and then sat on the sofa. During this period, because I was pressing her, my mother always had a big cock in her mouth.
And my mother’s current posture is exactly my ultimate goal. She is kneeling on all fours in front of me, with her beautiful buttocks raised and my dick inserted in her mouth.
Isn’t this the image of a sex slave that I have always fantasized about?
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Perhaps because of the pain in her knees, my mother crawled forward two steps and sat in front of me, with her thighs together and her calves bent to both sides of her body. Her bare feet looked so delicate under her black trouser legs. If I hadn’t been enjoying my mother’s little mouth, I would have wanted to hold it up and kiss it. However, there would be plenty of opportunities later, and I was not in a hurry.
Looking at my mother’s hands placed on my thighs, one on the left and one on the right, I knew that she had adjusted her position. I couldn’t wait any longer, holding my mother’s face, letting her little head move up and down, and sucking my cock between my legs.
“Hmm ... Hmm ... Hmm...”
For a moment, the originally quiet room was filled with the sound of a woman’s moans, the lewd sound of swallowing saliva, and the sound of retching when something was pushed into the throat.
The bright silver crown and the necklace that swayed with the swallowing stimulated my nerves constantly, and I wanted to penetrate my mother’s small mouth.
But mothers nowadays obviously can’t do this. Fortunately, over time I have found a more comfortable way.
Every time I would pull out my penis completely, leaving only the glans, and then thrust it in again violently until it reached the throat.
Let the penis go in and out of mother’s mouth as much as possible to get greater satisfaction.
As for when I can let my mother deep throat me, I am not sure now. Maybe I have to wait until our relationship is further developed.
I wasn’t too anxious, because my mother’s oral sex skills had improved a lot now.
You can see it from the crystal saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.
At first, my mother, whether out of shame or for some other reason, always kept her mouth full of saliva and never spit out even a drop.
But now, only a few minutes had passed, and the sweet liquid had already covered the entire penis and wet a large area of the curly pubic hair.
Some of it dripped onto the uniform along the corners of the mouth and chin as he swallowed, making the whole picture look even more obscene.
Of course, it would be a shame if I didn’t record such a wonderful scene, so I immediately picked up my phone and started recording.
The mother was kneeling on her stomach, with her beautiful face exposed and her hair parted. The liquid was intertwined with the cock, and there was the friction sound of saliva during oral sex, and her bright red lips.
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