My Superpower Keeps My Mom Young
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 15
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 15 - 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
Today is my first night staying in the apartment with my mother. After having dinner at the small restaurant downstairs, we bought some fruits and went upstairs.
On the balcony of the apartment, I don’t know whether it was left by the previous tenant or originally arranged by the landlord, there is a hanging chair on the balcony. I spent some time cleaning the hanging chair, thinking that I could sit here in the breeze at night with my mother.
“Mom, come sit with us. The sunset is so beautiful.” I shouted to my mother who was washing fruits while sitting in the hanging chair.
Mom quickly came to the balcony with the washed fruit. I took the plate from her and put it on the stool beside. Mom asked me, “Where should I sit?”
I sat on the recliner and held out my hand to my mother: “Sit here!”
“How can this be possible...” Mom said in a low voice, and then went to move a stool.
Sunset, big lake, small town, gentle breeze, my mother and I sat on the balcony, enjoying the tranquility of the small town in the summer evening.
My mother and I ate fruit and chatted, letting time slip by us. We watched the lights on the street light up, then slowly fade out ... It was already late at night.
“It’s time to go to bed. We’ll talk tomorrow.” I stood up and said to my mother who was lying in the hanging chair.
I reached out and took my mother’s hand, took her out of the basket of the hanging chair, and then I didn’t let go.
I took my mother’s hand and walked into the room, then went to the bathroom.
“Swish!” Under the spray of the shower, we helped each other wash our bodies as we did before.
“Mom, let me help you apply the shower gel.” Mom nodded.
I took the shower gel bottle, squeezed out a large amount of milky white shower gel, and then gently applied it on my mother’s body. As before, my hands were very honest, but in this small town, in this place of our dreams, I felt that I should...
At this time, my hands were applying shower gel on my mother’s back, but gradually, my hands slid over my mother’s armpits and then to the two soft bulges--
“Don’t--” Mom naturally sensed my abnormality and she shouted nervously.
I stopped my hand but didn’t take it back. I leaned close to my mother’s ear and whispered to her, “We agreed to realize our dream here together.”
As I said this, my hands continued to move: “Mom, let’s dream together...”
When my hand slid onto my mother’s breast with the slippery shower gel, she slowly closed her eyes.
I immediately hugged my mother tightly and began to rub her breasts slowly with both hands.
This is the first time I have done something like this to my mother’s body.
Yes, the sex between my mother and I has always been rather “monotonous”, just like white rice with vegetables, which can fill you up but is not delicious.
Now, I think I can try to let my mother taste the “delicious” food.
Holding my mother tightly from behind, I massaged her breasts with my palms, and then my fingers began to tease her purple grapes in particular. Of course, I did not neglect her ears. I kissed her earlobes and blew gently into her ears. Finally, I used my erect penis to rub my mother’s sensitive areas from back to front.
Obviously, Mom had never eaten such delicious food or drunk such intoxicating wine.
It didn’t take long before my mother needed to support my body to stand.
“Son ... you ... you...” Mom was panting, and it seemed that she had something to say to me.
I turned Mom around, looked at her, and then kissed her.
“Don’t talk, just enjoy it.” This is what I said to my mother with my eyes.
I reached out to get the shower gel and squeezed it hard into the gap between my mother and me. Then, I hugged my mother tightly and rubbed my body against hers...
The shower gel slowly flowed down my mother’s skin, and the feeling of pleasure hit her like waves. After a few times, my mother’s body began to tremble. She was used to simple meals and had never thought that this could happen between men and women.
Next, I placed my cock between my mother’s legs and rubbed and rubbed...
In less than two minutes, my mother could only hug my neck with her hands and lean her entire body weight on me.
Oh, Mom is so weak that she can’t speak, so let me get down to business.
“Pfft!” I turned on the shower and let the warm water pour down over our heads.
Soon, the small shower room became dim, and amidst the panting and tender sounds, my mother and I were having a happy dream together.
“Wow!”
“Hmm...!”
“Wow!”
“Um...!”
“Wow!”
“ah...”
“Wow!”
I pushed my mother against the glass door and fucked her hard from behind. The water rushed down, seeming to make me speed up.
“Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!”
“Ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah...”
As I thrust in and out so quickly and deeply, my mother let out a cry as if in fear.
Then, I turned my mother over and held her in the air.
“Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah!”
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Suddenly, my mother’s throat seemed to be torn apart, and she shouted loudly: “Ah--”
Immediately, her body began to shake like a sieve.
After taking a bath with my mother, I carried her to the bed. I leaned on the back of the bed and let my mother fall into my arms.
I reached out and hugged my mother: “Mom, do you remember what I told you when we were shopping today?”
My mother narrowed her eyes and smiled and asked me, “Which one?”
I knew my mother was asking even though she already knew the answer, so I just asked her directly, “Do you want to give it a try?”
“What’s there to try?” said my mother with a smile on her face.
“Bo!” I took the opportunity to kiss my mother.
My mother hit me coquettishly: “Ah, you little rascal!”
I looked my mother in the eye and said to her, “Mom, let’s French kiss.”
French kiss is actually tongue kiss. I said this just to make my mom romantic.
“But mom is not very good at it...” Mom said embarrassedly.
I smiled at my mother and said, “Then let me teach you.”
“Let’s watch a teaching video first.” I said, took out my mobile phone, and played a “film and television guide” for my mother.
“So disgusting...” Looking at the man and woman in the video intertwining their tongues in ecstasy, the mother turned her head away embarrassedly.
I didn’t say anything and just stared at my mother.
Although my mother didn’t look at me, she seemed to feel the heat and desire in my eyes. She slowly turned her head and met my gaze.
We looked at each other for one second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds ... Mom bit her lip and closed her eyes.
It was a summer morning. The sun was already shining brightly at six o’clock. I was just waking up from a hazy sleep on the bed in the rental apartment.
Perhaps it is because this small town is full of spiritual energy, or perhaps it is because our life is simple and happy, but since coming here, my mother’s spirit has completely relaxed.
My mother was still sleeping soundly beside me, and at this moment she was as lazy as a young girl. I reached out and hugged her, quietly waiting to wake up with her.
After a while, my mother woke up, and when she saw me looking at her, she smiled sweetly at me and said, “You woke up so early.”
Since my mother had woken up, I leaned towards her and hugged her. As I leaned towards her, my mother also hugged me and put her face close to mine.
I stuck my lips to my mother’s and stuck out my tongue, which went between her teeth. Then, my mother moved her tongue and mixed it with mine.
“French kissing is addictive!” I said this to my mother when I first taught her how to French kiss. My mother said she didn’t believe it.
“Hmm ... Hmm ... Hmm ... Hmm...”
Today, my mother and I made an appointment to visit an ancient town not far from the city. There are not many tourists in the ancient town, and because of this, the town does not have such a strong sense of commercialism.