365 days with mom

By danbaifen

Description: I used the soft cloth I had prepared long ago to pull apart my mother's wrists and ankles, and tied them to the head and foot of the bed respectively. At this moment, my mother was fixed in a "big" shape, like a lamb to be slaughtered. After fixing her hands and feet, I took out a black blindfold and covered her eyes. I didn't dare to violate her under her eyes. Then, I tied a strip of cloth in her mouth to prevent her from shouting "help" loudly.

Tags: Mom, son

Published: 2024-12-01

Size: ≈ 30,031 Words

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Chapter 1

After carrying a few packages into the room, I was sweating profusely. Before I could light a cigarette, my mother followed in with a cardboard box in her hand.

"Mom, there is no boiled water, just make do..." I handed her a bottle of mineral water. But my mother didn't take it. Her curved eyebrows were pressed together, and she paced back and forth in the room of less than 30 square meters.

"How can people live in such poor conditions?" Mom muttered to herself, with a hint of resentment in her tone...

"It's nothing! I'm grown up, and I have to learn to take care of everything!" I comforted her softly, opened a few cardboard boxes, took out the utensils inside and lined them up on the bed.

Mom sighed quietly and stopped talking. She quickly put her hair behind her head, went to the balcony to change into slippers, rolled up her trouser legs, and helped me mop the floor. There are only two rooms. It seems that the previous owner was not bad, and it was generally kept clean. I only brought some simple utensils, and soon my mother and I finished cleaning the room.

Seeing that it was getting late, my mother and I went to the small restaurant downstairs to eat. We ordered a few small dishes casually, and my mother and I didn't say anything.

This time I proposed to move out too suddenly, and my mother always suspected that it was because I was alienated from her, and she has been a little uneasy all the time. I really want to swear that all this is indeed related to her, but it is definitely not because of the estrangement from my mother.

After the dishes were served, the atmosphere was a little relaxed. Maybe my mother was a little tired. During the meal, she kept repeating the precautions for living alone. Looking at my mother's caring and loving eyes, I almost wanted to move back immediately, but I finally suppressed this idea. It was almost dark after dinner, and my mother insisted on going upstairs to sit, so I had no choice but to accompany her.

"The water heater doesn't seem to work well, and the kitchen utensils are not complete. Mom will buy you some more some other day... And make sure to close the door when you go to bed at night. The world is like this now..." Mom said, her eyes were a little sore, and she wiped them with her hands behind my back.

"Mom, don't worry! I'm going to your place on weekends, and it's not far from home..." I felt that my words were choked up, and I could hardly continue.

The traces of time climbed up Mom's cheeks unconsciously, and there were some fine lines at the corners of her eyes and lips. It seemed that in just a few days, Mom's hair had added a few silver threads... After a long time of persuasion, Mom finally left my little house. I will live alone in the future, although this is not completely independent. After all, Mom and I are still in the same city, and I promised her that I would go to her place once I have a break.

After sending Mom away, I looked at the furnishings carefully again. This will be my little nest in the future. I felt refreshed and my fatigue was swept away. I plugged in the computer power supply, called up a hidden folder, and examined the photos in it one by one. These are all photos of my mother, some of them are from daily life and some are stills from the drama. After appreciating them, I chose a close-up of her face and set it as wallpaper. This is the benefit of moving out. I dare not do this at home.

The mother on the screen is wearing ancient costume and headdress, smiling with her lips pursed, her eyelids painted with thick eye shadow, and her clear eyes are as charming as water. The lipstick on her lips is shining, and she looks plump, moisturized, and charming.

I found myself showing signs of losing control again, and I sighed and opened the notepad.

March 12th, sunny and windy.

On the first Saturday after Women's Day, I finally moved out of the home that made me feel guilty. My mother still doesn't know why I moved out, but how can I tell you? Dear mother... just now, when you rolled up your trouser legs and bent over to mop the floor, your white soles and shoe uppers opened and closed, and I almost couldn't help wanting to pounce on you, untie your belt, and insert my genitals into the place where I was born.

You usually dress so conservatively, even in hot weather you wear long clothes and long pants, but as soon as your mature feminine body gets close to me, I start to breathe fast. Many times you go home and change into slippers to show your beautiful white feet, that's enough! My penis will quickly erect as long as you show a little bit, especially when you lift your hips, tiptoe, and hang your bag on the hanger, I want to hug you from behind and tightly connect our genitals against the wall...

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, I am very scared, afraid that one night I will not be able to control myself, and take advantage of you sleeping and press my body against your mature body... Oh! Just thinking of this, my penis swells again, I know this is not right, you are my mother...

Chapter 2

"Weiwei, come back early today, mom will make you something delicious!" Mom called my nickname, and her loving voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well... OK, I'll be back after I take a shower..." I stammered in response, and hurriedly rolled up the towel. There was semen I just ejaculated on it, which was caused by my fantasy of pressing on my mother's body.

Although I knew no one would see it, I still felt guilty and quickly walked to the bathroom to throw the towel into the sink.

This was the first time we had dinner together after a week of separation. Mom was busy preparing a large table of dishes. Most of them were meat with heavy oil. I know that Mom has a light taste and loves vegetables the most. Today, she must have thought that I often eat instant noodles outside alone, so she specially arranged it for me.

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious!!!" My stomach was filled so full that I almost felt like it was going to overflow from my esophagus. But when I saw Mom's loving eyes, I forced the big fish and meat into it. I collapsed on the sofa with my belly sticking out, and I loosened my belt a few buckles to catch my breath. I ate too much today, and my face and arms were all sweaty.

"Mom, let me help you turn up the air conditioner!" Mom looked at me with a smile, and it was obvious that she was in a good mood today.

The air conditioner at home is not vertical, and it cannot be controlled remotely. Mom walked to the wall and fiddled with it. The scene that made me excited came just like that, without any warning in advance.

A graceful and beautiful woman tiptoed, holding the wall with her left hand and stretching her right hand as far as possible to the button. The tender toes stretched out from the tip of the shoe to grab the ground. The toes were pink due to congestion. The round heels were off the ground. There was a small row of irregular wrinkles on the slender soles. I could almost smell the faint fragrance of meat...

A burst of heat quickly spread from the penis to the whole body. What an attractive body... On such a hot day, my mother still wore a pair of trousers that were as long as her ankles. She didn't wear an outer coat today, but a beige long-sleeved shirt with a high collar, so that even the wrists could not be seen. The material was a bit thin, and the bra straps tied around the back could be vaguely seen.

I almost wanted to press my hands on that slightly upturned buttocks... No! She is my biological mother!

My penis was so hard that it was uncomfortable, and the semen in the testicles was not at all restless, as if it wanted to break through the air. I clearly felt some liquid slowly sliding out of the urethra, and there must be a wet spot in my underwear...

"Huh! Okay, the air conditioner is getting less and less useful..." My mother turned back and smiled at me, stroking her temples with her hands. Fortunately, my mother didn't notice anything. The fact that I had eaten too much just now just concealed my animal desire at the moment. I didn't dare to stand up straight. I tried to calm my desire before I walked to the sofa and sat down. That moment was just a matter of lightning and flint. But I felt like I was in a dream...

After saying goodbye to my mother, I returned to the small house full of lust. I said it was full of lust because I rented a house alone to escape the Oedipus complex that made me feel overwhelmed. But in fact, although I was away from my mother, I became unscrupulous. In just one week, I couldn't help but fantasize about hugging my mother and masturbating several times. Along the way, my penis was in extreme congestion, and my mother's seductive back kept wandering in my mind.

The computer was turned on silently, and my penis swayed around the lips of "Mom". I trembled and turbid semen spurted out... I actually did this in front of my mother's photo. Anger, shame and many other emotions surged in my heart.

The huge pleasure did not cover up the long-formed ethics, and I shed a few painful tears...

April 7, cloudy, with light rain.

I felt that I could not sink into this state any more. It was impossible to sleep with my own mother. Putting aside the secular world, my mother would definitely resist desperately. Although my mother is in the literary and artistic circles, she is introverted and conservative by nature. You can tell from her usual clothes that such a thing would never happen to her... I am very glad that I was able to finally restrain the impulse caused by fantasizing about my mother a few days ago. I took a cold shower, did push-ups, and tried everything! I must persist!!!

April 25, sunny, with clouds.

As a person, the most unforgivable thing is to have no perseverance. In order to avoid the impulse of seeing my mother again, I have not gone home for two weeks in a row. Although my mother's figure has never really disappeared, at least I no longer fantasize about her body and masturbate. I thought everything would be on the right track... Alas...

A few days ago, a rare rainstorm suddenly hit late at night. When I was half asleep, I received a call from my mother because she was worried. My mother must not have woken up from her deep sleep, and her mind was fuzzy. Her voice floated lazily from her nose, and from time to time she yawned and her voice went out of tune. I suddenly felt that it was very much like the irregular moans caused by someone bumping into my body.

I held my penis with my hand for some reason, and masturbated in my mother's hazy tone. My mother's voice was sometimes long and sometimes short, just like panting.

Afterwards, I felt that it was the most enjoyable time. I ejaculated for five or six seconds before stopping. The most terrifying thing is that I deliberately called my mother during her nap time, and listened to the sound coming out of her throat with her eyes closed. I ejaculated freely every time. Oh my God! I actually used maternal love to satisfy my animal desires...

Chapter 3

There are all kinds of people around the cultural center, including vendors, people selling pirated CDs, and after dusk, some people wearing cheap makeup and wandering around in the night... I never come here normally. But today is different, today is the "May Day holiday". My mother's troupe has arranged several plays to celebrate the "May Day holiday" and notified me early to watch the plays.

I have never been interested in Peking Opera since I was a child, let alone Yue Opera. I prefer to go to the bar to watch the erotic dance of people wearing miniskirts and exposing their breasts.

The Yue Opera troupe my mother works in is not doing well, but fortunately, such units will be subsidized by special funds allocated by the municipal government. The troupe leader is probably an uneducated guy, and the troupe is struggling to survive, and can only perform a few shows throughout the year.

Although today is a special performance to celebrate the "May Day holiday", it seems that most of the tickets are free, and few people pay for the performance of this municipal troupe.

When I was young, I came here with my father to watch my mother's performance. In recent years, the theater has been changed into a cinema. Everything is based on the standard of movie screenings, and all seats are double seats.

The performance began, and a group of performers turned over and over, which was very lively. My thoughts accidentally went to find my mother's figure. After a long time, with the sound of drums, I couldn't help but be stunned. My mother came on stage. My mother's famous work: "Mu Guiying Takes Command". The "Mu Guiying" who kicked the flower spear vigorously was the mother who made me absent-minded.

Oh! Her face was painted with thick oil paint, and her body was wrapped in three layers of clothes inside and outside. If I didn't know in advance, I wouldn't recognize that this was my mother.

After playing around on the stage, my mother began to sing. I didn't expect that my mother's mouth was very crisp. It was hard to imagine that this shrill voice came from a middle-aged woman.

This should be what those drama fans usually call "singing style", right? It seems that my mother's mouth skills have not fallen as she gets older. I wonder if her skills in holding a penis in her mouth should be higher than those of ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I thought about it, I immediately became distracted and lost control. For a moment, my mind was full of some oral fantasies. Mom's figure on the stage was also very flexible, dodging, evading, and moving. She was quite agile. If such a body twisted around on the bed, it would be so ecstatic...

The penis began to be dishonest again, standing up inch by inch. Mom was spinning at high speed on the stage. My eyes, like a pair of knives, seemed to want to penetrate the thick costume and see the flesh inside. Beautiful mother, you really make me happy and sad...

"Mom, your performance is great, the singing and the figure are really amazing..." I complimented her in a panic when I returned to the living room. When talking about the singing, I stared at Mom's plump lips, and when talking about the figure, I kept my eyes on the curvy buttocks.

Although Mom still has to practice every day, she hasn't felt the stage for a long time. Today, she has had enough of the drama addiction, and the excitement has not subsided until now.

"Really? When mom gave you the ticket, you didn't want to come... Hehe!"

May 2, cloudy, with dark clouds.

It was too late yesterday, so I stayed at home and slept all night. What kind of nightmare was that? I couldn't sleep all night. I wanted to get up quietly several times to see if mom's bedroom was deliberately open, so that I could prepare to invade her body in the middle of the night. I know this is just a fantasy, and my desire for mom's body is just my one-sided wish...

How should I summarize my recent psychological process? Recently, I have started to fantasize about having sex with mom in various postures in bed. The original sense of embarrassment is getting lighter and lighter, and it seems that the taboo in my heart is not as strong as before. Since I can't escape my desire for mom's body, then I'll take a look... Just looking at mom's seductive body shouldn't cause a big deal, right?

Chapter 4

"Surveillance equipment? Too simple, a capture device and a receiving device. No receiver? Ha... there must be a TV, right? That's the simplest type of receiving device... Hey! You're not doing anything bad with these things, are you?" My friend who works in the security department looked suspicious.

"Nonsense, what else can I do that's illegal? I'll treat you to dinner some other day." After getting the relevant knowledge about surveillance equipment, I felt like I had found a treasure and ran back home in two steps.

Since I moved out because I couldn't let go at that time and wanted to avoid the temptation of my mother's beauty as much as possible, now my mind is so radical that I want to peek at my mother's body, I think there is really no need to leave. When my mother persuaded me to move back home, I found a step and finally returned to my mother. In just less than two months, my mother would never have thought that I had fallen to the point of targeting her body.

The bathroom should be the best place to peek, but unfortunately, I carefully studied the structure and found that no matter where the camera is installed, it is inevitable to be discovered. My mother usually covers herself up tightly, so it is very difficult to see her naked body. So, I had to take the risk of installing it in the bedroom. Opposite my mother's bed is a three-door locker. I found a few cartons on the top of the locker, which were the packaging boxes of TVs and computers in the past. Now there are only some foams sleeping in them.

My mother said that these foams would be used for moving in the future, but she didn't expect that they would not be used for moving, and her naked body would be exposed... I carefully dug a hole in a carton, the diameter of which was only as big as a coin. And the hole was almost close to the top of the locker and very secretive. I climbed onto the bed and took a closer look, but I couldn't see any tampering at all.

Then I carefully put the camera in, constantly adjusted the best angle, made a hole in the corner, and connected the cable from my mother's bedroom to the TV in my room next door. All the preparations took me most of the day. Now my mother's bedroom is under my surveillance all day long...

"Weiwei, mom is back..." Mom bent down and took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, not noticing that my greedy eyes were fixed on the pair of white and beautiful feet.

"Mom, are you tired? I'll make you some coffee..." Mom changed her shoes and turned around. I had to swallow my saliva and absent-mindedly make coffee.

After dinner in the evening, I was in a state of high excitement. What does my mother's body look like? What position does she take when she sleeps, side-lying or lying on her back? Or lying on the bed? This position is specially used for sex from behind... Ah! My penis began to swell again. After finally waiting for my mother to wash up, I quickly ran into the bedroom and turned on the receiver.

Mom rubbed her hair and walked to the bedside, and took a small hair dryer to slowly dry her hair. I imagined that the wet body with moisture under the clothes must be smooth and tender. But my mother didn't rush to take off her clothes. Instead, she went to the dressing table and wiped her face with ionized water, as if deliberately teasing my lust. She was neither hurried nor slow, and she took more than 20 minutes to stand up and walk to the bed. Ah! I have to take off my clothes...

My mother checked the curtains and pulled open a corner of the quilt. My heart was already in my throat... Just as I was scratching my head and feeling uneasy, a dramatic scene appeared.

My mother reached out to turn off the chandelier and turned on the 15-watt table lamp at the head of the bed. Oh my God! The dim light was almost dark under the camera, and I could only vaguely see a figure. The beautiful body that I was waiting for with surging emotions got into the bed in this way...

A chill poured from head to toe. It might be because I didn't use a table lamp except for reading when I slept, so I thought everyone was like me. Staring at the dim picture on the fluorescent screen, I was depressed. It's over, this plan has completely failed...

May 10th, cloudy.

Recently, due to the influence of cold air, the weather is not very sunny, and my mood is also uncertain with the weather. Mom asked me if I encountered something unpleasant. Can I tell her? Can I tell her that I was upset because I didn't peek at her delicate body? For several days in a row, before taking off her clothes, Mom would turn off the chandelier and turn on the table lamp. She never changed. Perhaps it is impossible to change the habit of many years easily.

Since I decided to take a look at my mother's body, I have been concentrating on it, and I have thrown away all ethics and morals. I am surprised at my persistence. I yearn for my mother's body so much that I am satisfied even with just one look. I once imagined whether my mother would masturbate in bed. If so, I would have a feast for my eyes... "

Chapter 5

"Hello, I want to mail order a box of product Y-124..."

"Okay, what's your address?... Oh! You are a local customer, so you don't need to mail order, we can deliver to your door..."

"Thank you, I think I'd better mail it!"

"No problem, we will write the product name as a gift, do you think it's okay?"

"Yes..."

"If you buy an extra box of S-004, it is an ultra-thin condom. Our company will give you a bottle of "Mysterious Water" at a great value, it's a rare opportunity..."

"Well... OK! Please use express delivery..."

I have never bought these things before, the more I want to get it done in a few words, the more the other party is long-winded, there is no way, I had to do as he wished, I bought an extra box of condoms, and in less than 24 hours, I received the "gift".

The full name of product Y-124 is "Tenderness and Sweetness", a female aphrodisiac. The so-called "Mystic Water" spray that was given as a gift was only a small bottle the size of a thumb, and it was used up after three or four sprays at most.

And it was an external medicine, and it would only work if it was sprayed on the genitals. This company really knows how to make money, and I laughed and cursed in my heart.

That night, I dissolved the aphrodisiac pills into coffee, and watched my mother drink it all and walk into the bedroom, so I turned on the monitor.

My mother wrapped her hair in a towel as usual and sat on the head of the bed. My desire to peek at her body had been frustrated for a long time, and I seemed to have become a little numb. My mother dried her hair as usual, turned off the chandelier, and got into bed...

After more than 20 minutes, my mother seemed to feel a little stuffy. I vaguely saw her stretching one thigh out of the towel blanket, and her body turned over and there was no movement... Is this the so-called aphrodisiac that can make women flow with sexual fluids and feel like they are in heaven? Damn it, I was fooled by a dishonest businessman. I was so angry that I cursed the company for all its generations in my heart, but there was nothing I could do. I just treated the 100 yuan as feeding the dog!

The screen was still so dim that if I didn't concentrate, I couldn't see the beautiful body lying on it. I picked up the bottle of external spray and sprayed it on my penis. I tried it myself to see what the reaction would be. After a few minutes, there was a faint tingling feeling emanating from the glans. I was immediately shocked. Could it be that this free potion was actually effective?

The tingling feeling gradually became stronger, but it was different from the tingling caused by friction from foreign objects. The feeling seemed to rise from the heart, making people want to scratch the foreskin with their hands. I couldn't help but stretch my fingers to the penis, and it swelled rapidly after a little stroking.

My eyes were fixed on the screen. It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly, but I knew in my heart that my mother, who made me drool, was lying on it. It was as if her body was right in front of me. My mind was churning and countless lewd postures flashed by like a revolving lantern.

My fingers sped up the stroking, but the foreskin seemed to be getting thicker and heavier, and it was a little numb. The desire in my mind was lingering, and I just realized that this spray not only aroused desire, but also had the effect of prolonging sexual intercourse.

This feeling of being unable to ejaculate lasted for more than half an hour, and I fell on the bed in sweat, and my fatigue could not hide my excitement. I didn't expect that the gift product had some medicinal effect. It seemed that... the beautiful scenery of my mother's spring thoughts was about to appear in front of me.

It was another exciting evening. My mother was reading a book on the sofa, but I was peeking at her figure diagonally opposite.

Out of professional habit, my mother raised her orchid finger high, her mouth was slightly moving, and she was reading the newspaper very carefully.

The coat tightly wrapped the upper body, and even the collarbone under the neck could not be seen. The crystal-clear and delicate toes swayed up and down in the slippers, and the feet were extremely white under the dark clothes.

Maybe one day, this foot will be straight on my shoulder and shake with the impact of my waist. I just fantasized about it casually and my crotch bulged...

"Mom, are you going to take a shower?"

"Oh! You go first, after you take a shower, Mom will take a shower..."

Clean water can't wash away the animal desire in my heart. I fantasize: Mom bends down in front of me, supports herself on the tiles with both hands, sticks up her buttocks, and uses eager eyes to seduce me to insert my penis deeply...

In the past, I was just at the stage of fantasizing about my mother's body, but now it's so serious that I am thinking about how to rape my mother's delicate body all day long. I found myself going deeper and deeper into the abyss, and it was difficult to extricate myself.

"Mom, I'm done..." I walked out of the bathroom, all wet. Mom didn't even raise her head, and continued to read the newspaper. She was too focused, twisting her curved eyebrows, looking indescribably charming. After a while, Mom put the newspaper under the coffee table, got up and went back to the bedroom to get some clothes.

May 13th, sunny.

Yesterday, I took advantage of the daytime when I was alone and found the underwear that Mom might wear tonight. Spray the spray on the part that covers the charming gap. This is an external medicine. In addition to spraying it directly on the genitals, I can only think of this method. Maybe it will work!

In fact, the medicine had no effect after it dried. I had hoped that the heat from Mom's vagina would stimulate the medicinal properties, but it turned out to be just wishful thinking.

I stared at the screen for a long time. I guess Mom was snoring, but the picture I expected still didn't appear.

Suddenly I found that it was so difficult to peek at my mother's naked body, much more difficult than in the novels. Wouldn't it be harder than going to bed with my mother? It seems that the spray is effective, but it must be sprayed directly on the vulva. I have experienced too much disappointment for this plan. So I decided to use the most primitive method to achieve this goal and completely make up for the long-term disappointment.

I heard that before the hospital gives the patient general anesthesia, it must first use a sedative, which is similar to sleeping pills, but the effect is very short. I wonder if I can find this kind of pills... "