Chapter 1

With a crisp slap, I covered my hot left face, tears mixed with sweat caused by tension flowed to the corner of my mouth, so salty, mom, I choked

My mother's face was covered with cold, and her eyes were filled with anger. What's going on with you this semester? Don't you feel embarrassed to come back with such a transcript!

Seeing her excitedly waving the transcript with her left hand, I felt ashamed and angry. Yes, the grades were too bad, but do you know why?

I really want to tell my true thoughts, but I dare not

In just one semester, your father and I were down from the top three in the class to the tenth last. What are you doing? Let your relatives and friends know that your father and I are all lost.

Mom still scolded angrily

The anger in my heart kept rolling, why?

Because I have grown up, because I am interested in women, because I am obsessed with you, it is not the obsession of my son with mother, but the obsession of men with women, do you know, who told you to be so mature and charming, so beautiful and elegant? Every day when I go to class and sleep every night, you are in my mind, so how can I still have the mind to read?

Listening to her still yelling, I finally couldn't help but reply loudly: It's not you yet!

Mom's voice stopped, and the big eyes looked at me, revealing doubts and confusion. I felt guilty, and my courage just now disappeared without a trace. I stumbled: Well..., um..., it's because you usually take care of me too little, and my dad is often away from home. I, me, you don't care much about me anyway, I don't want to study anymore

Speaking of the latter, my voice became louder and more excited

Enough!

Mom's face turned pale. You are becoming more and more dissatisfied. You don't work hard and blame me and your father for coming. It seems that you really have to wake up your own actions. Come with me!

Seeing my mother's plump breasts keeping ups and downs, I knew she was really angry, and I instantly understood what the punishment she was going to give me. I couldn't help but be scared and said tremblingly: Mom, Mom, I, I was wrong, don't do this, I don't want to, I

Unfortunately, my mistake was too late. Mom grabbed my hand hard and came over and let you wake up for an hour before admitting your mistake with me.

It is a beautiful thing to be grabbed by my mother's tender little hand, but I don't have the intention at this time. I want to resist, but I still don't have the courage. In fact, I am 14 years old, which is about the same height as my mother who is 36 years old and 1.65 meters tall. I believe that my strength will be much greater than her. However, under her majesty as a mother, I did not dare to resist, so I obediently let her pull her to the bathroom.

Mom, I was really wrong. I shouldn't treat you like this. Don't punish me like this, okay? I kept begging for mercy along the way, but it was useless

When I arrived at the bathroom, my mother let go of my hand, took something from the corner of the wall and placed it flat at my feet, and knelt on it! Her voice was cold and majestic

This is an old washboard, the color is yellow, and the tooth marks on it have been very smooth. It has been in my house since I can remember it. With my childhood, whenever I make a mistake, I kneel on it and accept punishment under my mother's scolding. So as soon as I see it, I will feel a sense of fear in my heart. It was two years ago since the last time I knelt on it. I didn't expect that I, who had finished the second year of junior high school, would be punished again.

Don't, mom, can you spare me? I kept begging for mercy, but when I saw her firm eyes, I knew it was futile, so I had to bend my knees and kneel down slowly

Slowly, take off your pants! Mom ordered

Yes, I almost forgot that every time I kneel on the washboard, I have to kneel directly with bare legs. According to my mother's original words, it was to make me remember it more deeply. I had to tremble and take off my trousers, keep a shorts and kneel on the washboard.

When I knelt down, I looked at my mother with a pity look, but she did not look directly at me. She looked forward and said coldly: Wake up, let's listen to your statement before dinner

After saying that, I picked up my pants and turned around and left

The moment she turned around, I felt a strange feeling. Under the cover of her beautiful long hair, there was something wrong on her face. Well, yes, it was a shy look. How could this happen? I couldn't help but lower my head, but found that my penis had been raised high at some point, pushing my shorts into a tent.

Mom is shy? This thought is beating in my mind, and my knees are not sore anymore. When she sees me, is she shy?

Yes, it is definitely the case, but what exactly caused my grades to plummet during this period? I really have to think about it

I don’t know when it was, but I suddenly felt strange about the opposite sex. On the way to school, in the classroom, I would consciously or unconsciously look at female classmates or female teachers, especially their breasts. Whenever I saw that, I couldn’t help but my heart beat faster, and sometimes even my little brother would slowly grow bigger.

Later, I wanted to understand that women's psychology became stronger and stronger. I wanted to understand what women's bulging breasts looked like, and the mysterious triangle area. Finally, I didn't have the time to listen to the lectures during class. When I got home, I secretly used the computer to use the adult websites, staring at the seductive pictures and texts hornyly.

Until one day, yes, I will never forget that day. I got off school one hour earlier than usual. After I got home, I didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone at home. I walked straight to the bathroom. When I was about to reach the door, I stopped. There was someone inside and the door was not completely closed. I saw a white figure from the crack of the door. It was my mother. She had just finished taking a shower and was combing her hair in front of the mirror. She was actually naked.

I held my breath, and although I could only see her silhouette from the crack in the door, I was still shocked. Her newly washed body exuded a soft luster, her perky buttocks were flawlessly curved, and her long black hair was pulled to the front by her little hands, just blocking her chest, and her towering and plump breasts were faintly visible.

Mom hummed a song while combing her hair, not knowing that I'm back

I felt so dry that I really hoped she would turn her body, or open the door a little more so that I could see clearly. Suddenly, by accident, I hit the chair beside me and made a creaking sound, alarming my mother inside. The door was quickly closed. Who was it?

She asked loudly

Mom, it's me, I had to answer in annoyance, looking at the blurry figure behind the glass door, I felt an indescribable regret

Oh, it was Xiaokai who came back to Ah, my mother's voice was calm and peaceful, why did she get off school early today?

Well, today the school organized an event and it was over. I replied, Mom, why are you taking a shower in the afternoon?

Mom didn't answer immediately. Through the glass door, you could see that she was wearing clothes. Well, I just came out of the gym and sweated a lot and came back to take a shower.

A few minutes later, my mother opened the door and walked out. She was wearing a loose pajama, with her head tilted and fiddling with her long hair. As she walked, her breasts kept hitting her pajamas, reflecting two small dots. My mother didn't wear a bra?

My heartbeats faster

Xiaokai, why are you still standing here? When my mother saw that I was still standing here, she asked strangely

Oh, me, I, I don't know how to answer, so I quickly ran back to my room as if I was running away

That night, I had insomnia. My mother's body was always in my mind. My little brother was hard all night.

Thinking of this, I looked down at my crotch. My little brother was still as hard as iron. I gently said to myself: Mom Ah, I really want to hug you, touch your breasts, and your tall butt, so that I won’t be distracted when I am studying.

But I can only talk to myself secretly because I know this is impossible. My mother is mature and charming. She is a small leader in a public institution. She is very strict with me. Don’t say you hug her, it is even difficult to act coquettishly towards her when she was a child.

But since that day, my vision of her has completely different. I often secretly scanned her perfect curves when she was not paying attention. When she was about to find out, she quickly shifted her gaze and looked around as if nothing had happened. The image of a woman that had appeared in my mind before turned into her mother's voice and appearance.

I don't know how long I've been kneeling, but I've been numb. I've wanted to stand up a little while ago, but when I think of my mother's face, I don't have the courage. Just as I was thinking about it, my mother walked in.

Have you figured it out? Mom's voice is still very harsh

I nodded and replied with a sob voice: I figured it out, this semester I fell in love with playing games and neglected to study. Mom, I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong, um

Mom's face relaxed and softened a lot, and her voice became gentler. Just know if you were wrong, get up

Oh, I just stood up, but my legs became weak and I almost fell down. At this moment, I was hugged by a soft body. My mother said with concern: Be careful, son, it hurts when kneeling down.

I couldn't help but cry anymore, I cried: Woo, mom, my legs are numb, I can't walk anymore

Come on, Mom helps you out, Mom helps me, I lean against her and slowly moves, Son, Mom actually can't bear to punish you, hitting the child and hurting her mother. As long as you are obedient in the future, how can I bear to punish you

Well, I understand, mom, I promise not to let you down in the future, I answered

My mother was wearing a floral blue dress with flesh-colored stockings inside. My exposed thighs gently touched her legs with her feet, and a sense of longing surged in my heart. From time to time, a few hairs were brushing on my face, itchy, and smelling the faint fragrance emitted by my mother, I was intoxicated.

That night, I tossed and turned, my mind full of my mother's sexy and seductive figure, and her stern appearance revealed her loving and beautiful face. I held my penis tightly with both hands. Ah, Mom, I miss you so much, I want you, let me touch your breasts and the pussy below you. In my confused whisper, a thick stream of semen gushed out

When the fatigue slowly subsided, I recalled the feeling of my mother helping me in the afternoon, and my penis gradually became bigger again. Ah, no, I will go crazy if this continues. I must get you, mom, I must get your body, rub your plump breasts well, and insert it into your pussy hard

Thinking of the punishment I received today, another nameless fire rose in my heart. Mom, I must possess you, conquer you, and let you be happy under my crotch.

At this age, the pornographic novels are about when it is like a wolf or a tiger. Dad rarely stays at home, so it should be very empty. My son, my dick is big, which can fill your emptiness. I imagined my naked mother crawling on my bed, holding her big breasts, throwing her eyes at me, and then facing me, showing her mysterious little hole to me, moaning and begging me to insert it.

But even though I think so, I have no idea what to do to make this reality. I don’t believe what is described in those pornographic novels. As long as my son exposes his big cock, his mother will shine and kneel obediently at my feet, licking her hungryly.

Did you just give up like this?

I'm not willing to give up, so what should I do?

I got up, took out a pen, analyzed the various methods of mother-son incest I saw, and summarized the following methods: First, rape, this method is easy to implement, and it is easier to succeed like my current situation. There are only my mother and I at home, but the effect is far from my idea. I am not just to play with my mother once, but I want to possess her forever and become my loyal sex slave, so this method is not advisable.

The second is rape, which is even more undesirable. Even if my mother doesn't sue me, my relationship with her will be completely destroyed, let alone

The third is threat. This method seems to be OK, but there must be a prerequisite, which is to capture the evidence of the mother's cheating and grasp it well. However, the mother does not look like a person who can cheat from any aspect. This plan is too difficult.

The last method is to lure, but this method has the greatest risk. If you don't do it, you won't be able to steal the chicken and lose the rice.

I looked at the content written on the paper and thought about it. By the way, although the plot in the pornographic novel is fictional, if these methods of conquering mothers are combined, it may be really effective.

I couldn't help but smile, as if I saw the dawn of victory, then lowered my head and wrote on the paper frantically, that's my plan, my method, just take it step by step, and then at the right time, I don't believe that I will not succeed.

Come on, mom, I want to get you, I want to conquer you, and want you to be the forbidden body under my crotch! I whispered