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Mom Seduces Me

Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen

Chapter 9

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Mom picked up the second egg and stuffed it into her pussy. The diameter of the egg made Mom feel a little painful, and her pink pussy was stretched open. As Mom's fingers pressed harder and a stream of lewd fluid squeezed out, the egg was stuffed in completely. Mom put down her legs and knelt on the ground, looking cute and well-behaved.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest   Mother   Son  

Early in the morning before class, this is one of the few leisure times for junior high school students. Boys and girls chatter about trivial matters after class, making a lot of noise. At the same time, this is also the busiest time of the day for some people, such as Douglas who ran to me without stopping after putting down his schoolbag.

“Blake, you know, give me your homework quickly--” As my playmate since elementary school, Douglas always enjoys the special treatment of asking me to copy his homework directly.

However, what awaited him today was a fatal shot to the kidney, which made him scream in pain.

“How dare you ask me to copy your homework?”

“Hey, that happened more than two weeks ago, how come you still remember it?” Douglas said, holding his kidney. “Blake, you seem a little confused lately.”

I was moved. After all, he had been playing with me since childhood, so he could see some problems in me. It’s not really a problem. To be precise, I haven’t ejaculated for half a month.

The reason was that half a month ago, this guy wanted to hold an anniversary event, and he insisted on dragging me to the Internet cafe after school. I couldn’t stand him, so I followed him. I wanted to tell my mother that I wouldn’t go home for dinner, but my phone was out of battery. I thought my mother would eat by herself, so I didn’t take it too seriously.

But when I got home at night, I saw my mother sitting anxiously on the sofa, sweat on her white forehead, anxiety written all over her dark eyebrows, holding her mobile phone and dialing non-stop. On the dining table was the untouched, already cold food. Only then did I realize the seriousness of the problem.

She said nothing, with a furrowed brow and a disappointed look in her eyes. It was one of the few times I saw my mother angry, apart from the times when I bullied girls when I was a child and fought with my classmates in elementary school, this was the only time. I felt very guilty and distressed.

I did not hide anything and reported everything truthfully because I knew it was the best way to get my mother’s forgiveness.

Then I apologized to my mother and sat on the chair, ashamed, waiting for her to decide. My mother thought for a long time, sighed, and didn’t blame me too much. I have been very sensible since I was a child. Now that I have realized my mistakes, she believes that I will not make them again.

But in order to express my inner guilt and regret, I insisted that my mother punish me, and I couldn’t sleep if she didn’t punish me.

This amused her, and her expression relaxed, like a flower bud blooming. So she gave me a very strange punishment - no release for a month, which means I couldn’t masturbate, couldn’t ask her for help, and couldn’t ask anyone else for help.

I got angry when I heard that. I, Blake, am an 18-year-old man, upright and honest, not to mention well-read and knowledgeable. Could it be that I can’t even control my lower body?

I immediately said it was easy and a piece of cake, which was a complete contempt for me.

When my mother heard this, she covered her mouth and laughed, as gorgeous as a mountain flower, saying that a man’s words are as good as gold, and I can’t go back on my word. I didn’t understand why I was so happy until I found out recently that things were getting a little tricky.

In the first few days, I maintained an upright attitude, lying facing the sky at night, with a clear mind and no distracting thoughts.

A few days later, I started to sleep with the quilt between my legs. My heart was filled with confusion. The image of my mother wearing lace underwear and suspender stockings, looking graceful and charming, kept appearing in my mind. I felt itchy and had difficulty falling asleep.

This situation became more and more serious, but my mother always smiled in front of me, pulling her chest, lifting her thighs, and pinching her feet, which made my blood boil and I wanted to pounce on her and eat this delicious beauty.

 
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