Making Mother My Lover
Copyright© 2026 by Satya69
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - "Tap, tap, tap, tap..." The sound of high heels striking the floor echoed through the corridor of the teaching building, crisp and resonant. As the footsteps drew closer, my heart began to beat faster and faster. I was all too familiar with such an imposing stride. Moments later, a stunningly beautiful woman in a black professional suit and skirt entered the office. She had an exquisite, fair-skinned oval face, with long, dark hair elegantly pinned up at the back...
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Mystery School Western Workplace Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Rough Spanking Harem Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Food Lactation Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Foot Fetish Leg Fetish Public Sex Size Teacher/Student
After Dad took the call, he rushed out without even finishing breakfast, leaving me clueless about what he was so busy with.
With my phone and laptop confiscated, I had no choice but to sit on the sofa, watching TV while waiting for Lu Yiyi to arrive.
My younger sister lay on the other side of the sofa, playing on her phone. Her left leg was crossed over her right, and her fair, delicate little feet swayed back and forth in a carefree rhythm.
I figured that when Yiyi arrived, having my sister around would only complicate things, so I decided to try and coax her out of the house.
“Hey ... Ghost Foot Seven.”
“What? You weirdo.”
A few years ago, she sprained her ankle and walked with a limp. Around that time, I had just watched Once Upon a Time in China and ended up giving her the nickname “Ghost Foot Seven.”
At first, she really hated the nickname, but no matter how much she protested, I kept using it. Eventually, she gave up and accepted it, even returning the favor by dubbing me “Weirdo.”
To be honest, I kind of like the nickname—it feels like it suits my personality.
“You finally have two days off. Why aren’t you out having fun with your friends?”
“Exactly because I finally have two days off, I want to stay home.”
“Why don’t you go out for a bit?”
“No~pe,” she drawled, still focused on her phone.
I reached over and gently shook her plump, cute big toe, trying to persuade her. “Come on, go out and play for a while.”
She didn’t resist as I shook her toe, just replied impatiently, “You’re so annoying. Why do you keep trying to get rid of me?”
“I need to study and do homework later,” I continued, still shaking her foot.
“You do your thing. What’s it got to do with me?” She yanked her foot back forcefully.
“You being here distracts me from studying.”
“Oh, really? Do I emit electromagnetic waves that interfere with your brain or something?”
“It’s mostly because you’re so annoying. Just knowing you’re at home makes me restless and unable to focus.”
“Get lost.” She gave me a hard kick.
I shifted to the side and quietly hummed a little improvised rhyme:
“Ghost Foot Seven, so full of glee,
Lazing at home, refusing to flee,
Driving me up the wall, you see.”
Unfazed, she kept swaying her feet and playing on her phone, humming back:
“A weirdo with a head so hard,
Gets slapped three times, no holds barred,
Sometimes even bare-bottomed, off guard.”
Just as I was about to retort, the doorbell rang. I went to answer it and found Lu Yiyi standing outside with a cheerful smile.
She was dressed casually today—a sea-blue jacket, white cropped pants, light pink sneakers, and a backpack slung over one shoulder. Her hair was styled in a braid with wispy bangs, and her oval face wore light makeup, giving off an innocent, girl-next-door vibe.
She was much taller than most girls our age, almost as tall as me, but her figure was well-proportioned and her posture graceful, with no signs of slouching.
Her silhouette even reminded me a bit of my mom. In the past, when she visited, I’d secretly let her try on my mom’s clothes. They fit perfectly, but she never quite carried them with the same presence—maybe it was a matter of aura.
Lu Yiyi’s mother and my mom have been close friends for nearly a decade. Yiyi has been coming over to play since we were little, so you could say we grew up together. She’s also very familiar with my sister.
“Oh, so that’s why you’ve been trying so hard to shoo me out—you’ve got a special guest coming.” My sister waved at Lu Yiyi. “Hey there, sis! Long time no see.”
Lu Yiyi was used to her teasing and no longer got flustered. She smiled and said, “Beibei, you’re home. Is school on break?”
“Yep.” My sister nodded, then pouted with a look of grievance. “I finally get two days off, and he keeps trying to kick me out. Who knows what he’s plotting.”
“Alright, alright, enough with the chatter.” I nudged Lu Yiyi toward the bedroom by her back. As she slid her backpack off her shoulder, she said, “Hold on, I need to use the bathroom.”
While she was in the restroom, I leaned close to my sister and whispered, “How about I treat you to a movie? Wanna go?”
“Not interested.” She paused, her eyes darting mischievously. “Just give me two hundred yuan instead.”
“Where would I get that kind of money?”
“Don’t give me that. Just pull out your stamp collection—any one of those is worth at least eighty or a hundred.”
“Fifty.”
“Two hundred.”
“Seventy.”
“Two hundred.”
“Forget it then.” I thought to myself, if I’m giving you two hundred, I might as well just book a hotel room.
“One fifty.” Seeing I wasn’t budging, she started lowering her price herself.
“One hundred. Take it or leave it.”
“Throw in a movie ticket too.”
“Deal!”
“And a children’s game set.”
“Huh? Are you extorting me now? A hundred yuan plus a movie ticket plus a stamp—that’s already over two hundred.”
“Well, you could just give me two hundred straight up.”
I was in a hurry and didn’t have time to haggle. Gritting my teeth, I said, “Fine! A children’s game set too, I’ll get it for you later. Now hurry up and leave.”
My sister slowly got up, muttering under her breath, “So eager to get rid of me—something’s definitely up.”
Just as Lu Yiyi came out, my sister closed the front door behind her.
“Huh? Beibei went out?”
“Yeah, she went to catch a movie.”
“Oh, I was hoping to catch up with her since it’s been a while.” Lu Yiyi looked a little disappointed.
Impatiently, I said, “Ah, what’s there to talk about with her? She’s such a nuisance.” With that, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and guided her toward my bedroom.
Lu Yiyi picked up her backpack and frowned. “What’s the rush? You’re acting all flustered.”
I pushed her into the room, closed the door with my heel, then rubbed my hands together, grinning at her.
She seemed to guess what I was thinking, her cheeks flushing as she scolded, “I knew you were up to no good, talking about studying together.”
“We’ll take care of business first, then study.”
I moved closer, wrapped my arms around her, and gently pushed her down onto the bed, leaning in toward her cherry-blossom-petal-like lips.
She pressed her hands against my face, pushing me away as she struggled to sit up, her expression serious. “Listen, we can’t keep doing this.”
I clung to her like a koala from behind, my arms slipping under hers to hold her gently. I planted soft kisses on her swan-like, slender, snow-white neck and mumbled, “Can’t keep doing what? What are you talking about?”
“Ugh! You’re so annoying. I’m trying to have a serious talk with you.” Lu Yiyi struggled to push me away again.
“The most important thing right now is to get into bed and fuck,” I said urgently, leaning in again.
Lu Yiyi dodged away, grabbed her backpack, and hit me on the head twice. “Can you just behave?” she snapped angrily.
Rubbing my head, I put on a pitiful expression. “I am behaving! Look, I’m not even touching you.” Seeing her displeasure, I dropped the playful grin, straightened up, and asked, “Alright, what’s the matter? Tell me.”
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