Before the millennium, the domestic publishing and review mechanism was not very perfect, so many well-known and functional novels were widely circulated on the market and even on campus. Xiuhua also occasionally dabbled in it, which to some extent can be regarded as her sexual enlightenment.
Xiuhua has loved reading novels since she was a student.
However, most of her exposure to orthodox literature, including but not limited to Chinese and foreign classics and classics, mainly in the history, martial arts and romance. She really starts to get into pure pornographic literature, and starts from the USB flash drive that Xiaoma handed over.
At that time, she got the USB flash drive and opened it privately to check it out. She found that except for many film and television works, it was a collection of e-books.
The e-books are divided into categories and display thousands of pornographic novels in a dense manner. When she saw the Ethical Taboos column, she casually clicked on a few articles driven by curiosity, but unexpectedly, she got caught in it.
This has a lot to do with Xiuhua's mentality.
When she decided to seal her desire to betray her virtue, she was down-to-earth and was a good mother, and reading novels in the middle of the night to redeem herself, it became one of the ways to relieve emotions and relax.
The reason I read "The Legend of the Mother of the Desire" was because she saw this name and preconceived that there should be many exciting mediocre scenes inside, which might be very suitable for masturbation.
Personally, Xiuhua especially loves novels that can write about the deeper love between mother and son, delicate writing, many flesh-and-hearted dramas and detailed. The short and delicate story is the best. If the story is too long and complicated, to be honest, she has to do her work and take care of housework during the day, and read novels at night with time, and she doesn’t have that much time and energy to savor.
For example, recently she read a long story with good writing style and atmosphere in the beginning, but the story always goes around and doesn't get to the point. Originally, she was interested in only the mother-son flesh-and-child sex scenes. Therefore, no matter how many scenes the three aunts and eight aunts in the book have, they can't be interested, so naturally they are unwilling to waste time reading them one by one.
Usually when she meets her favorite mother-son flesh-and-child sex scenes, Xiuhua will bring herself into the heroine in the book, and then masturbate while reading; after reading more than a dozen novels like a quick glance, based on her experience, she began to consciously choose those short and medium-length stories with explicit titles, "The Legend of the Mother of the Delusion", one of them.
But she didn't expect that the male protagonist in the book would do such evil deeds to her mother, so she decisively gave up halfway through reading.
When I first saw the ethical taboos in e-books, Xiuhua understood it literally and thought it was all about love stories. The difference was only about mother and son, father and daughter, brother and sister, or other blood relatives. The article "The Book of Mother of the Descendants" can definitely be regarded as opening the door to her new world.
On the one hand, she disliked her son's behavior in the book. On the other hand, she was obsessed with those intense sexual descriptions, so that she would transform into a mother in the book in the dream, and almost truly experienced the plot of being raped by her son.
As a super clean erotic patient who has never been to a public bathhouse in her life and who deliberately keeps a distance from many same-sex contacts, her son is the only opposite sex that she can accept in all aspects. Therefore, even if she has a dream of being raped, in her subconscious, she is actually looking forward to her son climbing into the bed.
As she thought about it, her arms couldn't help but reach between her legs, her slender fingertips gently pressing her clitoris like a breeze.
As the clitoris slowly grows bigger under the comfort of fingers, the clitoris slowly fades away the foreskin, and the tender red color is like fresh peanuts just unearthed from the ground. The fingertips gently caress the pleasure is like the spring cherry blossoms flying all over the sky. A soft spring tide appears on the mature and beautiful face, and a charming whisper reveals a stream of charming moans in the beautiful cherry red lips.
She suddenly felt that the story of "The Legend of the Mother of the Desire" was not unacceptable, and she wanted to take out her phone and continue reading the subsequent plot.
So while she was silently self-contained, she reviewed the plot in the book and tried to remove the behavior and motivation of the characters in the book.
First of all, she must be the mother who is wrong first. She obviously has a husband and son who loves her and wants to cheat on a third party. Then no wonder her son will be regarded as a lewd woman and being raped can be regarded as her retribution...
Besides, she said no, but she enjoyed it very much. The follow-up story can be predicted that she would be conquered by her son's strong sexual ability, and then she would do many shameless things with her son in a mentality of wanting to refuse and being welcomed in daily life.
Ah……
Thinking of the many exciting sexual descriptions in the book, Xiuhua pinched her clitoris with her jade hand, stretched out her slender jade neck as long as a swan, and exuded more dreamy and light whispers in her mouth.
Her eyes closed slightly, and her dark eyes were shining with spring waves. She immediately had new plans. In addition to the article "The Legend of Mother of Lust", she would also dig out other similar novels that had been filtered out before in the future and continue reading them one by one.
However, there is a novel that Xiuhua is extremely sure of, and she will never read it again in this life.
The name of the novel is smelly and long, and it is called "A Thousands of Love Podium White Liquid".
Xiuhua first read this article because of the title.
When I saw a podium and a white turbid liquid, I guess the heroine was a teacher, and the story with her son probably happened in the classroom.
Because she is a teacher, she always has a special preference for articles describing her profession. When she sees the name, she feels very exciting inexplicably. As a result, she read it with anticipation and almost made her heart tied into a dead knot.
I thought that night, she always felt that there might be a reversal in the future, and forced herself to keep watching, but it was almost the same as it was. She was so angry that she didn't sleep well all night.
She couldn't understand, how could such things be put into the Ethical Taboos column?
What does a mother who cheats repeatedly and deceives her son have to do with ethical taboos?
Later she discovered that e-books also have tag classification functions. The first label for this book is the word "green mother".
According to this, Xiuhua also learned a little. When choosing a book, you should not only look at the title, but also look at the label. Any article with labels such as Green Mother and Red Apricot must be kept away from you and don’t make yourself unhappy.
Since she has the help of the label, she has become much more convenient for her to find books. At an average rate of at least one work per night, it has quickly increased the accumulation of mother-son incest literature.
Sometimes she is moved by the deep mother-son relationship in the story, sometimes she is anxious because of the twists and turns, and sometimes she is a little angry because the characters in the story violate her three views. Those filtered novels appear in that stage in a concentrated manner.
Suddenly, Xiuhua thought of another reason for her dream tonight.
Earlier, when she was studying the functions of e-books, she accidentally discovered the bookmark records left by her son, and couldn't help but be curious and took some time to analyze them.
Most of the articles in the records have labels such as humiliation, such as "Love Slaves for Life", "Broken Winged Angel", "The Shyness of a Beautiful Mature Girl", "The Saint in a Big Group", "The Age of Alibugo" and other books.
She checked the animation works on the USB flash drive and roughly came to a conclusion about her son's preferences. For example, the three animations, "The Dark Sutra", "Night Ward", and "The Prison Warship", are all of which are humiliating themes.
She didn't watch the real AV again, and the types are probably very similar.
She doesn't like watching AV. Even if she has coded, she still can't accept the job of a real man.
But this is not the key. The key is that her son's hobbies gave her an illusion. Under her well-behaved and sensible appearance, she may have an unknown violent side. This is easy to explain why her son appeared in a dream in such an image.
However, Xiuhua also knew that it was just an illusion. Even if she likes film and television literary works such as humiliation and coercion, it did not mean that her son was living in her heart. Just like her own view on mother-son incest, it was completely different.
People need to find a certain outlet for venting in the boring reality. Just thinking is not a crime. As the saying goes, thinking day and night, dreaming at night, Xiuhua smiled. Maybe this is the reason for having a spring dream.
Dreams are the reflection of reality. It is precisely because of my dissatisfaction with my desires that I have such expectations in my heart. But it is too outrageous to dream of being raped by my son?
……
With a completely different mood, Xiuhua recalled the dream mixed with real emotions just now. Her hands gradually increased the force of caressing her clitoris. Her towering chest was soothing with breathing, and her mouth continued to see a faint charming moan.
Masturbation is getting better, and her graceful figure is covered by the thin quilt, just like the moonlit mountain in the ancient poem, with green peaks graceful and quiet; the two buds at the top of the beautiful breasts are as firm as pillars, supporting the thin quilt covering it. She also uses her free other hand, slowly caressing the sweaty skin under the gauze, and pressing a bulging jade breast.
At the same time, her delicate body slowly twisted in the quilt. She curled up one of her beautiful legs, and the warm body fragrance overflowed from the quilt. Suddenly, an attractive fragrance filled the air around the bed.
squeak, squeak.
A slight sound suddenly came from the door.
Xiuhua listened for two seconds, let down the legs he had been holding, closed his eyes, and pretended to be still sleeping.
Half a minute later, she heard her son pushing open the empty door and tiptoe to the bed, and she felt even more nervous.
Sometimes dreams have magical premonitor effects. She couldn't help but think, would she really develop into what she was like in her dream, and her son secretly came to invade her?
...No way?
How could my son do something excessive while he is sick?
But what did he want to do when he sneaked in?
Xiuhua tried hard to think about the purpose of her son coming in. Apart from the development in her dream, for a moment, she really couldn't imagine that her son had any other reason to sneak into the room at this time.
Speaking of which, on the night when I was drunk, my son secretly climbed into the bed and did something bad?
But my son has changed a lot recently. Even if he has a lustful mind, he will not be Ah?
Thinking of her son's bulging crotch earlier, Xiuhua gradually couldn't grasp her son's purpose, and kept silently thinking whether it was her son's sperm and he really wanted to do those things...
Thinking of this, her heartbeat gradually accelerated and her eyebrows were tightened quietly.
She didn't want to see her son become like that.
Of course she knew very well that she was wrong. She shouldn't have put down her majesty as a mother and appeared naked in front of her son.
But this is obviously the reason why her son does bad things. If he really can't bear it, he can say it in front of him. Just from the current standpoint, she is very sure that she will agree.
...The fact is that she really wants it.
However, the key to the problem is that if the son really takes advantage of his weakness and acts again, and then he will say something lightly and do something wrong, his previous promises will be lip service. To put it seriously, it will violate the basic limits and principles of being a human being, and even if he is burned with desire, he will definitely not accept it.
Feeling that his son had climbed up to the bed, his hot breathing was plunging on his face, Xiuhua's anger was slowly accumulating. He was about to open his eyes and scold him, but the next second suddenly felt that his son pulled up the winter duvet and covered it on his body...
Her mood was like she was traveling through the blizzard the moment before, and the next moment she was bathed in the warm sunshine. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, sighing that it was indeed a misunderstanding. Why is she so unconfident in her son? This silly boy could never do that kind of thing.
... Xiaoma wrapped her mother's body tightly like a silkworm pupa, took off the bed with satisfaction, stood beside the bed and looked at it, and silently exited the room.
Sweat was already sweating, and Xiuhua felt uncomfortable. She immediately lifted two layers of quilts and breathed a few breaths.
She had just gotten up and planned to take off her hands. She lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the room a little, and suddenly she heard the sound of gentle footsteps outside the door, so she quickly lay in the quilt and continued to pretend to be asleep.
This time she felt a hint of coolness coming from her forehead. It turned out that her son used a clean towel moistened by water to carefully and gently wipe the sweat from the top of her head.
...This silly child is covered with a quilt and wiped his sweat. What are he thinking?
Xiuhua thought about it and lay down with peace of mind and pretended to be asleep. She just took off the bedding after her son left, so she could cool down.
However, Xiaoma had no intention of leaving this time.
In fact, tonight he was sleeping on the small sofa outside his mother's room, ready to go into the house to take care of him. The main reason was that he had Baidu's knowledge of women's menstrual period before going to bed. It would be fine if he didn't read it. This looked really scared. Combined with his mother's symptoms today, he was afraid that he would not take good care of his mother. At the least, he would leave lifelong sequelae, and at the worst, he would be paralyzed.
Earlier, when Xiuhua was having a Chunmeng kick to the bed, Xiaoma was sleeping in a daze. She got up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She thought she had heard it wrong, so she pricked up her ears and listened quietly for a while. Sure enough, she heard intermittent moans from the room, as if her mother was very uncomfortable, so she quietly pushed the door and came in to see the situation.
He stood by the bed and looked down and saw that his mother's head was very hot and her forehead was covered with fine sweat beads. Then he saw the thick down quilt he had brought to roll aside. He probably guessed that his mother was very hot, so he felt sweaty and had difficulty sleeping.
The Internet said that at this time, you must pay attention to keeping warm and never let the cold enter the body. He thought that when he had a cold in the past, his body would become comfortable when he sweated, so he wanted to continue to cover his mother's sweating. The Internet also said that his brain was too hot and might burn out, so he ran to the main guard outside to get a towel and moisturize it with cold water. He turned around and helped his mother wipe the sweat beads on his forehead to cool down his head.
At this time, Ding Ning carefully wiped the sweat from his mother's forehead, folded the wet towel, and gently put it on.
Unexpectedly, he stood and watched for a while, then pulled over the stool and sat down, yawned, leaned towards the edge of the bed, and was about to sleep beside the bed.
……
This made Xiuhua completely speechless.
The two quilts covered her with fragrance and sweat, and she kept thinking for a while. She secretly glanced at her eyes, pretended to be murmuring in her dream, and said, "It's so hot." She turned over and stretched out her bare arms out of the quilt at the same time, and raised her hand to squeeze it on the down quilt and lifted it, leaving only the thin quilt covering the naked body. She no longer put her jade arms into the quilt, and then pressed it on the thin quilt and placed it outside.
Xiao Ma was naturally alarmed. She looked up at her mother's eyes closed and still murmured in her dream. When she saw the lotus root arm and shoulders were exposed outside, she didn't notice that the nightgown on her mother was gone, and she was worried that her mother would catch a cold.
So he stood up quietly, then raised his knees to the bed, bent over, and slowly pulled back the duvet that had just been lifted.
...Little fool, do you want to make your mother so hot?
Xiuhua secretly complained, feeling that her body was covered in a steamer, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her face was full of helplessness. She couldn't help but silently chanting, instead of this, you might as well come to sneak into your mother's bed.
It is also because Xiaoma is too sensible. If she really came to the night attack, Xiuhua would not say anything to him, but she felt so gentle and caring, so she became very happy, so she wanted to pretend to sleep and really tease the silly child.
With another shallow murmur, Xiuhua pinched the corner of the quilt and lifted it up again, overturning the thin quilt and thick quilt together, directly revealing the sweat-filled body.
Well……
Xiaoma looked at the tall and perky breasts and was slightly stunned, then she noticed that her mother was lying naked on the bed.
Xiuhua immediately realized that the joke was a bit too much, and was afraid that the trick of pretending to be asleep would be exposed. She couldn't hold her face, so she turned her body to the left, avoiding her son's sight with her face, but then put her delicate waistline and wide and round peach buttocks in front of him.
The heat and body fragrance in the quilt rushed towards him, and Xiaoma's heart trembled. However, the little man's mind was stubborn, frowned and turned his head. He did not look at his beautiful buttocks that made him fascinated. He still raised one knee and climbed onto the bed, leaned over, and wanted to pull the two quilts back.
Xiuhua felt the quilt slowly covering her body again. She was so angry and funny. She silently said that if she continued like this, she would be hot even if she wasn't angry by you!
Silly boy Ah Silly boy, even if you touch your mother's butt, why do you have to worry about these two quilts?
With a very helpless sigh, she couldn't pretend, her beautiful eyes opened and she turned her head to stare at Xiaoma: ...What are you doing.
When Xiaoma saw her mother awakening, her tone was not good. Her first reaction was that she was misunderstood.
no!He hurriedly spread the horns of the quilt, waved his hands and head, and explained nervously, "I'm afraid that my mother will be cold and want to cover you with a quilt... I definitely didn't think of anything else!"
True.
Mei Dai raised her gracefully, Xiuhua hugged the thin quilt with one arm, covered the towering breasts on her chest, sat up slowly, lowered her head to hide her smiling face, and made a complaint full of happiness and muffled voices in her mouth. I said why do you feel so hot? It turns out that it was you who did it.
Xiaoma couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that her mother was not thinking about anything badly, then frowned slightly and said in a low voice: Mom, do you feel better?
Well, mom is OK.Xiuhua twisted her neck left and right, raised her jade feet, gently kicked off the duvet, and quickly took off the quilt, and turned off the air conditioner, which was really hot.
Xiaoma heard that her mother was full of energy and knew that she had indeed recovered. She was in a good mood. She grinned and smiled heartily, holding the thick down quilt and jumped off the bed.
Looking at her son's smiling face, Xiuhua's lower body tightened and a wisp of love liquid immediately sprinkled out.
Her sexy body, which was half-covered, was sinking down her cold and dignified face, turned her head and pretended to be serious. When is it now?Why are you not sleeping yet?
I'm sleeping, I'll go back and sleep right away!
Xiaoma quickly walked to the door, looked at the time with the screen of the central air conditioner on the wall, raised his hand and pressed the switch, turned his head and smiled and replied: Ah... It's already six: twelve now.Is mom hungry?I'll buy you breakfast.
After asking this, Xiuhua felt really hungry. The brown sugar water and snacks she drank last night had already been digested. After her health improved, her appetite was greatly boosted and she really wanted to eat and replenish her energy.
Her stomach gushes and she slowly asked: Are you rich?If you don’t have money, go to the shoe cabinet drawer to get it. Go and buy a few more fried dough sticks and millet porridge. You can eat some too, and sleep a little longer after eating.
OK Mom.Xiaoma happily walked out of the room with her down quilt with her permission.
Alas... Xiuhua sighed and sighed in her heart again. It's great to have such a son.
She raised her tall breasts on her chest, raised her arms behind her head, held her neck, and lay down with a comfortable look on her face, thinking that all the bad things had passed, and no one could affect her in the future, so she had to devote all her energy to the small family and take care of this silly boy who was sometimes a little stupid, sometimes stubborn, but was cute and well-behaved after all, and smiled when she remembered.
Recalling the actions that deliberately seduced his son just now, Xiuhua lowered her eyes and glanced at the beautiful breasts on her chest, her face turned red, and she thought to herself that she didn't pay attention to it just now, and I don't know if that little fool had any reaction below...
...It's true, what are you thinking about?
She pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head gently, and once again put a lotus root arm into the beautiful legs, poked out two slender jade fingers, and penetrated into the vagina full of crystal love juice.
……
All day Sunday, except for calling Dapang to entrust surveillance Zhang Wanxi, Xiuhua spent most of her time tidying up housework and preparing food.
Perhaps the desire after menstruation was usually stronger than usual. She soon discovered that she saw her son’s nipples erect in broad daylight, and the love fluid between her legs was erect, as if she had completely entered the estrus period. So when she sat beside her son for counseling in the afternoon, the arm that leaned against him would become soft. She wanted to hug him in her arms and kiss the handsome and cute little face without any scruples.
After completely drawing a line with Zhang Wanxi, Ma Tiancheng also became the past tense. Thus, her son became her only sustenance. She understood that she began to truly regard her son as her soul partner. It just so happened that she and her son were at the age of the most sexual desire...
She was really restless and had to spend time to reorganize her mood.
After a warm night, she couldn't help but think about the feasibility of having sex with her mother and son. The biggest factor that prevented her from moving forward was still the issue of "whether it is good" to her son.
Using this as the only principle, she began to redefine her relationship with her son, and the new entry point was the definition of the word happiness.
During lunch, after listening to his son’s report at the Wang family on weekends, especially his conversation with Xiaopang in the car, Xiuhua thought of a cliché question: In many cases, parents’ starting point is definitely for the good of their children, but they often ignore their children’s feelings, which arouses their children’s rebelliousness.
Although his son's situation is the opposite of Wang Xinjie, he is too obedient and obedient to a somewhat pedantic level, Xiuhua clearly realized that he has always been standing from the perspective of his parents and arbitrarily defines his son's "lifelong happiness".
That involves a key question: what does the son think and whether he is happy?
It is true that having strong self-control and maintaining good habits is of no harm but beneficial. As the closest person to her son, Xiuhua certainly knows how hard her son works. Besides, she needs to masturbate late at night to relieve her emotions. In order to cater to her expectations, her son has really completely quit his sexual addiction...
However, based on the actual situation, it is completely overcorrecting his nature at such a young age. Obviously, proper venting is more beneficial to his physical and mental development.
So is that OK...
Yes, yes, the problem is that even if you use appropriate venting and making a proposition for your body and mind, your son can completely relieve his sexual desire by himself, and there is no need to help him from the side.
Besides, there are so many children in the world, I have never heard of anyone suffocating themselves to death after leaving their mothers.
In fact, Xiuhua also understood that after thinking so much, he was just looking for reasons for his own dissatisfaction. If he really wanted to do his son, he should maintain the status quo and be a good mother. He could not pull him into the abyss of incest again.
After thinking for a long time, she still returned to the starting point.
To sum up, there is only one solution, which is to solve your desires at night so that you can stop thinking about random things during the day.
Xiuhua has loved reading novels since she was a student.
However, most of her exposure to orthodox literature, including but not limited to Chinese and foreign classics and classics, mainly in the history, martial arts and romance. She really starts to get into pure pornographic literature, and starts from the USB flash drive that Xiaoma handed over.
At that time, she got the USB flash drive and opened it privately to check it out. She found that except for many film and television works, it was a collection of e-books.
The e-books are divided into categories and display thousands of pornographic novels in a dense manner. When she saw the Ethical Taboos column, she casually clicked on a few articles driven by curiosity, but unexpectedly, she got caught in it.
This has a lot to do with Xiuhua's mentality.
When she decided to seal her desire to betray her virtue, she was down-to-earth and was a good mother, and reading novels in the middle of the night to redeem herself, it became one of the ways to relieve emotions and relax.
The reason I read "The Legend of the Mother of the Desire" was because she saw this name and preconceived that there should be many exciting mediocre scenes inside, which might be very suitable for masturbation.
Personally, Xiuhua especially loves novels that can write about the deeper love between mother and son, delicate writing, many flesh-and-hearted dramas and detailed. The short and delicate story is the best. If the story is too long and complicated, to be honest, she has to do her work and take care of housework during the day, and read novels at night with time, and she doesn’t have that much time and energy to savor.
For example, recently she read a long story with good writing style and atmosphere in the beginning, but the story always goes around and doesn't get to the point. Originally, she was interested in only the mother-son flesh-and-child sex scenes. Therefore, no matter how many scenes the three aunts and eight aunts in the book have, they can't be interested, so naturally they are unwilling to waste time reading them one by one.
Usually when she meets her favorite mother-son flesh-and-child sex scenes, Xiuhua will bring herself into the heroine in the book, and then masturbate while reading; after reading more than a dozen novels like a quick glance, based on her experience, she began to consciously choose those short and medium-length stories with explicit titles, "The Legend of the Mother of the Delusion", one of them.
But she didn't expect that the male protagonist in the book would do such evil deeds to her mother, so she decisively gave up halfway through reading.
When I first saw the ethical taboos in e-books, Xiuhua understood it literally and thought it was all about love stories. The difference was only about mother and son, father and daughter, brother and sister, or other blood relatives. The article "The Book of Mother of the Descendants" can definitely be regarded as opening the door to her new world.
On the one hand, she disliked her son's behavior in the book. On the other hand, she was obsessed with those intense sexual descriptions, so that she would transform into a mother in the book in the dream, and almost truly experienced the plot of being raped by her son.
As a super clean erotic patient who has never been to a public bathhouse in her life and who deliberately keeps a distance from many same-sex contacts, her son is the only opposite sex that she can accept in all aspects. Therefore, even if she has a dream of being raped, in her subconscious, she is actually looking forward to her son climbing into the bed.
As she thought about it, her arms couldn't help but reach between her legs, her slender fingertips gently pressing her clitoris like a breeze.
As the clitoris slowly grows bigger under the comfort of fingers, the clitoris slowly fades away the foreskin, and the tender red color is like fresh peanuts just unearthed from the ground. The fingertips gently caress the pleasure is like the spring cherry blossoms flying all over the sky. A soft spring tide appears on the mature and beautiful face, and a charming whisper reveals a stream of charming moans in the beautiful cherry red lips.
She suddenly felt that the story of "The Legend of the Mother of the Desire" was not unacceptable, and she wanted to take out her phone and continue reading the subsequent plot.
So while she was silently self-contained, she reviewed the plot in the book and tried to remove the behavior and motivation of the characters in the book.
First of all, she must be the mother who is wrong first. She obviously has a husband and son who loves her and wants to cheat on a third party. Then no wonder her son will be regarded as a lewd woman and being raped can be regarded as her retribution...
Besides, she said no, but she enjoyed it very much. The follow-up story can be predicted that she would be conquered by her son's strong sexual ability, and then she would do many shameless things with her son in a mentality of wanting to refuse and being welcomed in daily life.
Ah……
Thinking of the many exciting sexual descriptions in the book, Xiuhua pinched her clitoris with her jade hand, stretched out her slender jade neck as long as a swan, and exuded more dreamy and light whispers in her mouth.
Her eyes closed slightly, and her dark eyes were shining with spring waves. She immediately had new plans. In addition to the article "The Legend of Mother of Lust", she would also dig out other similar novels that had been filtered out before in the future and continue reading them one by one.
However, there is a novel that Xiuhua is extremely sure of, and she will never read it again in this life.
The name of the novel is smelly and long, and it is called "A Thousands of Love Podium White Liquid".
Xiuhua first read this article because of the title.
When I saw a podium and a white turbid liquid, I guess the heroine was a teacher, and the story with her son probably happened in the classroom.
Because she is a teacher, she always has a special preference for articles describing her profession. When she sees the name, she feels very exciting inexplicably. As a result, she read it with anticipation and almost made her heart tied into a dead knot.
I thought that night, she always felt that there might be a reversal in the future, and forced herself to keep watching, but it was almost the same as it was. She was so angry that she didn't sleep well all night.
She couldn't understand, how could such things be put into the Ethical Taboos column?
What does a mother who cheats repeatedly and deceives her son have to do with ethical taboos?
Later she discovered that e-books also have tag classification functions. The first label for this book is the word "green mother".
According to this, Xiuhua also learned a little. When choosing a book, you should not only look at the title, but also look at the label. Any article with labels such as Green Mother and Red Apricot must be kept away from you and don’t make yourself unhappy.
Since she has the help of the label, she has become much more convenient for her to find books. At an average rate of at least one work per night, it has quickly increased the accumulation of mother-son incest literature.
Sometimes she is moved by the deep mother-son relationship in the story, sometimes she is anxious because of the twists and turns, and sometimes she is a little angry because the characters in the story violate her three views. Those filtered novels appear in that stage in a concentrated manner.
Suddenly, Xiuhua thought of another reason for her dream tonight.
Earlier, when she was studying the functions of e-books, she accidentally discovered the bookmark records left by her son, and couldn't help but be curious and took some time to analyze them.
Most of the articles in the records have labels such as humiliation, such as "Love Slaves for Life", "Broken Winged Angel", "The Shyness of a Beautiful Mature Girl", "The Saint in a Big Group", "The Age of Alibugo" and other books.
She checked the animation works on the USB flash drive and roughly came to a conclusion about her son's preferences. For example, the three animations, "The Dark Sutra", "Night Ward", and "The Prison Warship", are all of which are humiliating themes.
She didn't watch the real AV again, and the types are probably very similar.
She doesn't like watching AV. Even if she has coded, she still can't accept the job of a real man.
But this is not the key. The key is that her son's hobbies gave her an illusion. Under her well-behaved and sensible appearance, she may have an unknown violent side. This is easy to explain why her son appeared in a dream in such an image.
However, Xiuhua also knew that it was just an illusion. Even if she likes film and television literary works such as humiliation and coercion, it did not mean that her son was living in her heart. Just like her own view on mother-son incest, it was completely different.
People need to find a certain outlet for venting in the boring reality. Just thinking is not a crime. As the saying goes, thinking day and night, dreaming at night, Xiuhua smiled. Maybe this is the reason for having a spring dream.
Dreams are the reflection of reality. It is precisely because of my dissatisfaction with my desires that I have such expectations in my heart. But it is too outrageous to dream of being raped by my son?
……
With a completely different mood, Xiuhua recalled the dream mixed with real emotions just now. Her hands gradually increased the force of caressing her clitoris. Her towering chest was soothing with breathing, and her mouth continued to see a faint charming moan.
Masturbation is getting better, and her graceful figure is covered by the thin quilt, just like the moonlit mountain in the ancient poem, with green peaks graceful and quiet; the two buds at the top of the beautiful breasts are as firm as pillars, supporting the thin quilt covering it. She also uses her free other hand, slowly caressing the sweaty skin under the gauze, and pressing a bulging jade breast.
At the same time, her delicate body slowly twisted in the quilt. She curled up one of her beautiful legs, and the warm body fragrance overflowed from the quilt. Suddenly, an attractive fragrance filled the air around the bed.
squeak, squeak.
A slight sound suddenly came from the door.
Xiuhua listened for two seconds, let down the legs he had been holding, closed his eyes, and pretended to be still sleeping.
Half a minute later, she heard her son pushing open the empty door and tiptoe to the bed, and she felt even more nervous.
Sometimes dreams have magical premonitor effects. She couldn't help but think, would she really develop into what she was like in her dream, and her son secretly came to invade her?
...No way?
How could my son do something excessive while he is sick?
But what did he want to do when he sneaked in?
Xiuhua tried hard to think about the purpose of her son coming in. Apart from the development in her dream, for a moment, she really couldn't imagine that her son had any other reason to sneak into the room at this time.
Speaking of which, on the night when I was drunk, my son secretly climbed into the bed and did something bad?
But my son has changed a lot recently. Even if he has a lustful mind, he will not be Ah?
Thinking of her son's bulging crotch earlier, Xiuhua gradually couldn't grasp her son's purpose, and kept silently thinking whether it was her son's sperm and he really wanted to do those things...
Thinking of this, her heartbeat gradually accelerated and her eyebrows were tightened quietly.
She didn't want to see her son become like that.
Of course she knew very well that she was wrong. She shouldn't have put down her majesty as a mother and appeared naked in front of her son.
But this is obviously the reason why her son does bad things. If he really can't bear it, he can say it in front of him. Just from the current standpoint, she is very sure that she will agree.
...The fact is that she really wants it.
However, the key to the problem is that if the son really takes advantage of his weakness and acts again, and then he will say something lightly and do something wrong, his previous promises will be lip service. To put it seriously, it will violate the basic limits and principles of being a human being, and even if he is burned with desire, he will definitely not accept it.
Feeling that his son had climbed up to the bed, his hot breathing was plunging on his face, Xiuhua's anger was slowly accumulating. He was about to open his eyes and scold him, but the next second suddenly felt that his son pulled up the winter duvet and covered it on his body...
Her mood was like she was traveling through the blizzard the moment before, and the next moment she was bathed in the warm sunshine. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, sighing that it was indeed a misunderstanding. Why is she so unconfident in her son? This silly boy could never do that kind of thing.
... Xiaoma wrapped her mother's body tightly like a silkworm pupa, took off the bed with satisfaction, stood beside the bed and looked at it, and silently exited the room.
Sweat was already sweating, and Xiuhua felt uncomfortable. She immediately lifted two layers of quilts and breathed a few breaths.
She had just gotten up and planned to take off her hands. She lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the room a little, and suddenly she heard the sound of gentle footsteps outside the door, so she quickly lay in the quilt and continued to pretend to be asleep.
This time she felt a hint of coolness coming from her forehead. It turned out that her son used a clean towel moistened by water to carefully and gently wipe the sweat from the top of her head.
...This silly child is covered with a quilt and wiped his sweat. What are he thinking?
Xiuhua thought about it and lay down with peace of mind and pretended to be asleep. She just took off the bedding after her son left, so she could cool down.
However, Xiaoma had no intention of leaving this time.
In fact, tonight he was sleeping on the small sofa outside his mother's room, ready to go into the house to take care of him. The main reason was that he had Baidu's knowledge of women's menstrual period before going to bed. It would be fine if he didn't read it. This looked really scared. Combined with his mother's symptoms today, he was afraid that he would not take good care of his mother. At the least, he would leave lifelong sequelae, and at the worst, he would be paralyzed.
Earlier, when Xiuhua was having a Chunmeng kick to the bed, Xiaoma was sleeping in a daze. She got up and rubbed her sleepy eyes. She thought she had heard it wrong, so she pricked up her ears and listened quietly for a while. Sure enough, she heard intermittent moans from the room, as if her mother was very uncomfortable, so she quietly pushed the door and came in to see the situation.
He stood by the bed and looked down and saw that his mother's head was very hot and her forehead was covered with fine sweat beads. Then he saw the thick down quilt he had brought to roll aside. He probably guessed that his mother was very hot, so he felt sweaty and had difficulty sleeping.
The Internet said that at this time, you must pay attention to keeping warm and never let the cold enter the body. He thought that when he had a cold in the past, his body would become comfortable when he sweated, so he wanted to continue to cover his mother's sweating. The Internet also said that his brain was too hot and might burn out, so he ran to the main guard outside to get a towel and moisturize it with cold water. He turned around and helped his mother wipe the sweat beads on his forehead to cool down his head.
At this time, Ding Ning carefully wiped the sweat from his mother's forehead, folded the wet towel, and gently put it on.
Unexpectedly, he stood and watched for a while, then pulled over the stool and sat down, yawned, leaned towards the edge of the bed, and was about to sleep beside the bed.
……
This made Xiuhua completely speechless.
The two quilts covered her with fragrance and sweat, and she kept thinking for a while. She secretly glanced at her eyes, pretended to be murmuring in her dream, and said, "It's so hot." She turned over and stretched out her bare arms out of the quilt at the same time, and raised her hand to squeeze it on the down quilt and lifted it, leaving only the thin quilt covering the naked body. She no longer put her jade arms into the quilt, and then pressed it on the thin quilt and placed it outside.
Xiao Ma was naturally alarmed. She looked up at her mother's eyes closed and still murmured in her dream. When she saw the lotus root arm and shoulders were exposed outside, she didn't notice that the nightgown on her mother was gone, and she was worried that her mother would catch a cold.
So he stood up quietly, then raised his knees to the bed, bent over, and slowly pulled back the duvet that had just been lifted.
...Little fool, do you want to make your mother so hot?
Xiuhua secretly complained, feeling that her body was covered in a steamer, her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her face was full of helplessness. She couldn't help but silently chanting, instead of this, you might as well come to sneak into your mother's bed.
It is also because Xiaoma is too sensible. If she really came to the night attack, Xiuhua would not say anything to him, but she felt so gentle and caring, so she became very happy, so she wanted to pretend to sleep and really tease the silly child.
With another shallow murmur, Xiuhua pinched the corner of the quilt and lifted it up again, overturning the thin quilt and thick quilt together, directly revealing the sweat-filled body.
Well……
Xiaoma looked at the tall and perky breasts and was slightly stunned, then she noticed that her mother was lying naked on the bed.
Xiuhua immediately realized that the joke was a bit too much, and was afraid that the trick of pretending to be asleep would be exposed. She couldn't hold her face, so she turned her body to the left, avoiding her son's sight with her face, but then put her delicate waistline and wide and round peach buttocks in front of him.
The heat and body fragrance in the quilt rushed towards him, and Xiaoma's heart trembled. However, the little man's mind was stubborn, frowned and turned his head. He did not look at his beautiful buttocks that made him fascinated. He still raised one knee and climbed onto the bed, leaned over, and wanted to pull the two quilts back.
Xiuhua felt the quilt slowly covering her body again. She was so angry and funny. She silently said that if she continued like this, she would be hot even if she wasn't angry by you!
Silly boy Ah Silly boy, even if you touch your mother's butt, why do you have to worry about these two quilts?
With a very helpless sigh, she couldn't pretend, her beautiful eyes opened and she turned her head to stare at Xiaoma: ...What are you doing.
When Xiaoma saw her mother awakening, her tone was not good. Her first reaction was that she was misunderstood.
no!He hurriedly spread the horns of the quilt, waved his hands and head, and explained nervously, "I'm afraid that my mother will be cold and want to cover you with a quilt... I definitely didn't think of anything else!"
True.
Mei Dai raised her gracefully, Xiuhua hugged the thin quilt with one arm, covered the towering breasts on her chest, sat up slowly, lowered her head to hide her smiling face, and made a complaint full of happiness and muffled voices in her mouth. I said why do you feel so hot? It turns out that it was you who did it.
Xiaoma couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that her mother was not thinking about anything badly, then frowned slightly and said in a low voice: Mom, do you feel better?
Well, mom is OK.Xiuhua twisted her neck left and right, raised her jade feet, gently kicked off the duvet, and quickly took off the quilt, and turned off the air conditioner, which was really hot.
Xiaoma heard that her mother was full of energy and knew that she had indeed recovered. She was in a good mood. She grinned and smiled heartily, holding the thick down quilt and jumped off the bed.
Looking at her son's smiling face, Xiuhua's lower body tightened and a wisp of love liquid immediately sprinkled out.
Her sexy body, which was half-covered, was sinking down her cold and dignified face, turned her head and pretended to be serious. When is it now?Why are you not sleeping yet?
I'm sleeping, I'll go back and sleep right away!
Xiaoma quickly walked to the door, looked at the time with the screen of the central air conditioner on the wall, raised his hand and pressed the switch, turned his head and smiled and replied: Ah... It's already six: twelve now.Is mom hungry?I'll buy you breakfast.
After asking this, Xiuhua felt really hungry. The brown sugar water and snacks she drank last night had already been digested. After her health improved, her appetite was greatly boosted and she really wanted to eat and replenish her energy.
Her stomach gushes and she slowly asked: Are you rich?If you don’t have money, go to the shoe cabinet drawer to get it. Go and buy a few more fried dough sticks and millet porridge. You can eat some too, and sleep a little longer after eating.
OK Mom.Xiaoma happily walked out of the room with her down quilt with her permission.
Alas... Xiuhua sighed and sighed in her heart again. It's great to have such a son.
She raised her tall breasts on her chest, raised her arms behind her head, held her neck, and lay down with a comfortable look on her face, thinking that all the bad things had passed, and no one could affect her in the future, so she had to devote all her energy to the small family and take care of this silly boy who was sometimes a little stupid, sometimes stubborn, but was cute and well-behaved after all, and smiled when she remembered.
Recalling the actions that deliberately seduced his son just now, Xiuhua lowered her eyes and glanced at the beautiful breasts on her chest, her face turned red, and she thought to herself that she didn't pay attention to it just now, and I don't know if that little fool had any reaction below...
...It's true, what are you thinking about?
She pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head gently, and once again put a lotus root arm into the beautiful legs, poked out two slender jade fingers, and penetrated into the vagina full of crystal love juice.
……
All day Sunday, except for calling Dapang to entrust surveillance Zhang Wanxi, Xiuhua spent most of her time tidying up housework and preparing food.
Perhaps the desire after menstruation was usually stronger than usual. She soon discovered that she saw her son’s nipples erect in broad daylight, and the love fluid between her legs was erect, as if she had completely entered the estrus period. So when she sat beside her son for counseling in the afternoon, the arm that leaned against him would become soft. She wanted to hug him in her arms and kiss the handsome and cute little face without any scruples.
After completely drawing a line with Zhang Wanxi, Ma Tiancheng also became the past tense. Thus, her son became her only sustenance. She understood that she began to truly regard her son as her soul partner. It just so happened that she and her son were at the age of the most sexual desire...
She was really restless and had to spend time to reorganize her mood.
After a warm night, she couldn't help but think about the feasibility of having sex with her mother and son. The biggest factor that prevented her from moving forward was still the issue of "whether it is good" to her son.
Using this as the only principle, she began to redefine her relationship with her son, and the new entry point was the definition of the word happiness.
During lunch, after listening to his son’s report at the Wang family on weekends, especially his conversation with Xiaopang in the car, Xiuhua thought of a cliché question: In many cases, parents’ starting point is definitely for the good of their children, but they often ignore their children’s feelings, which arouses their children’s rebelliousness.
Although his son's situation is the opposite of Wang Xinjie, he is too obedient and obedient to a somewhat pedantic level, Xiuhua clearly realized that he has always been standing from the perspective of his parents and arbitrarily defines his son's "lifelong happiness".
That involves a key question: what does the son think and whether he is happy?
It is true that having strong self-control and maintaining good habits is of no harm but beneficial. As the closest person to her son, Xiuhua certainly knows how hard her son works. Besides, she needs to masturbate late at night to relieve her emotions. In order to cater to her expectations, her son has really completely quit his sexual addiction...
However, based on the actual situation, it is completely overcorrecting his nature at such a young age. Obviously, proper venting is more beneficial to his physical and mental development.
So is that OK...
Yes, yes, the problem is that even if you use appropriate venting and making a proposition for your body and mind, your son can completely relieve his sexual desire by himself, and there is no need to help him from the side.
Besides, there are so many children in the world, I have never heard of anyone suffocating themselves to death after leaving their mothers.
In fact, Xiuhua also understood that after thinking so much, he was just looking for reasons for his own dissatisfaction. If he really wanted to do his son, he should maintain the status quo and be a good mother. He could not pull him into the abyss of incest again.
After thinking for a long time, she still returned to the starting point.
To sum up, there is only one solution, which is to solve your desires at night so that you can stop thinking about random things during the day.
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