My Superpower Keeps My Mom Young
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 10
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10 - The regularity of my mother's menstruation is not because the magical anti-aging injection has taken effect, but because I have created 128 young follicles in each of her ovaries, which is equivalent to pushing her childbearing age back 20 years. Women all know that once menopause occurs, the hormones in the body will drop drastically, and no matter how much maintenance is done, it will be useless.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
I began to enjoy the feeling of sleeping with my mother. Like a child, I enjoyed the warmth in her arms and enjoyed falling asleep in her arms.
The dream of being with my mother was full of warmth and tranquility, which was a hundred times better than Addison’s mental massage.
What I didn’t know was that my childish “attachment” was constantly fueling the fire in my mother’s heart.
I thought of myself as a child, and I thought that I would not have any male or female attraction to my mother if I blocked the stimulation of hormones. But I seemed to have forgotten that my body was not that of a child, but that of a man full of masculine charm.
Late one night, I found my mother hiding on the other side of the bed, masturbating secretly with her back to me.
I naturally pretended to sleep, because I would not let my mother’s self-esteem be damaged. But this also made me realize that I was too impatient and too confident about the matter between my mother and me. I should have been more patient with myself and my mother, and slowly waited for things to come to fruition.
I have celebrated December 25th, this Western holiday, many times, but it was nothing more than eating, drinking, and partying.
Mom probably hasn’t celebrated Christmas properly yet. Tonight, I prepared a cake and a Santa hat for her, intending to give her a different day.
After returning home from day school, my mother and I tasted cake and watched the night view of the city. After returning home, I took out the prepared Christmas hat and went to my mother’s room to put it on her.
“Wearing a hat when sleeping, what kind of custom is this?” “They say it can make your wishes come true. It’s done in the West anyway, so we might as well learn it.” Mom smiled, put on her hat and fell asleep next to me.
Tonight, I came to my mother’s side again and chatted with her. Now, I no longer deliberately suppress or increase my hormone secretion level. I want everything to go with nature. When I sleep with my mother, if I feel like it, I will keep a certain distance from her.
We chatted peacefully on my mother’s bed. Gradually, I smelled the body fragrance of my mother, and then my lower body began to swell.
“It seems I have to go to the bathroom to masturbate later, otherwise I won’t be able to hug my mother tonight.
“I immediately moved my body back, and my mother also moved back slightly and started to keep some distance from me.
I joked with my mother, “It seems my penis is not obedient again.”
Mom smiled and said, “Then you’re going to masturbate again later.”
Yes, mom, now you know that we boys call masturbation “hand job”.
We are now very close, and I really like this feeling.
I continued chatting and laughing with my mother for a while, and when it was almost time to go to bed, I got up and went to the bathroom to masturbate, and then came back to sleep with my mother with a refreshed mood.
“Oh, it’s already ten o’clock. Mom, we should go to bed. I’m going to the bathroom first.” After I said that, I was ready to get out of bed. In the past, at this time, Mom would let me go and let me get out of bed, but today ... Mom didn’t let go of her hand holding me.
I know that under my natural guidance, the desire in my mother’s heart finally penetrated the ethical wall between us.
I didn’t get out of bed, but leaned towards my mother. I reached out and hugged her, pressing my whole body against her.
For a moment, we were all silent.
The air at the head of the bed seemed to cool down all of a sudden, but the next second, the cold air immediately became hot again.
I seemed to hear my mother sighing deeply. She reached out and stroked my cheek, looking at me with tearful eyes, and whispered to me, “Son, don’t make me regret it, okay?”
I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, knowing that from now on, there will be no more estrangement between my mother and me...
Softly, gently, I moved closer to her face and kissed her.
The flame was finally ignited at this moment, and then ... burned into the sky.
We hugged each other like this, tighter and tighter. Mom’s lips were already wet from my kisses, and I could feel her breathing becoming disordered, and I could feel her heartbeat beginning to tremble terribly.
I gently turned my mother’s body over and let her lie flat on the bed. Then, under the quilt, I slowly took off her pajamas.
I stood up, pushed open the quilt, and stripped myself naked. In the dim light outside the window, my mother saw my terrifying gun again.
She knew that tonight, this cock that had been haunting her dreams would completely fulfill her.
I leaned over and pressed my big, erect penis against my mother’s lower abdomen.
The moment we touched, my mother’s body trembled. There was no doubt that she had suppressed herself for too long.
“Mom, I love you!” I hugged my mother’s face and kissed her.