In the past, after taking a shower, my mother would wash these private clothes and take them to the balcony to dry. In recent days, perhaps because of the Mingshuo Liankou incident, she would rush back to her room to handle work after taking a shower, and find time to wash again the next day. Every night when I came to her, I could see her underwear hanging on the steel rack.
To be honest, I'm not very interested in mother-son incest, and of course I don't dislike it. I only have pure affection for my mother in my heart, but in the past few days I seem to have discovered the real beauty of my mother. These sexy and private clothes are full of temptation and I can't see them at ordinary times. They have awakened a certain area in my heart that was originally closed, and made me have a strange desire for my mother.
I don't know what this desire is,i can't define it. I only know that since it appeared, every time I face my mother, I will blush and my heart will beat fast for no reason. Her plump breasts, thin waist, long and slender legs, and all kinds of sexy decorations such as OL, stockings,
and high heels, will arouse some kind of crazy impulse in my heart.
I am studying in the No. 1 high school in Shanghai,which has a strong faculty and a complete teaching system. The school provides students with systematic and comprehensive sex education, so I also know what masturbation is. I masturbate regularly, but I don't have a strong need for it. Maybe once every two weeks at most, and I usually don't have any thoughts in that regard.
After all, I have a heavy burden on my shoulders. My mother and I depend on each other, and my mind is focused on studying and protecting my mother. I really don't have any room for random thoughts.
But these days I masturbate every night using my mother's stockings and bra.
The stockings, bras and other underwear my mother wears are all made of high-quality materials, costing thousands of yuan a set. The stockings, in particular, are smooth and transparent, like cicada wings. When I hold them in my hands, it seems as if they will float away with the wind.
Tonight, as usual, I locked the bathroom door, took off my clothes, stood naked in the bathroom, and then tremblingly took off the flesh-colored pantyhose on the steel frame like a pilgrim, put it in front of my nose, and sniffed it hard.
At this moment, I felt like my soul was sublimating, and a rich fragrance rushed straight into my brain from my nasal cavity. My body couldn't help but tremble three times, and then like a drug addict, I hurriedly found the crotch inside the stockings. There was a material design there that was different from other parts of the stockings. It was a soft and opaque material. I aimed it at my already erect penis, then wrapped the rest of it around the thick cock and began to stroke it hard.
"Ah..."
I raised my head and moaned unconsciously. This feeling was so great. The glans was sticking to the crotch of the stockings, as if I was rubbing my mother's private parts with it.
I couldn't help but imagine the scene of my mother standing in front of me with all her clothes off. Her big white breasts, her nipples as red as flower stamens, her mons pubis like a steamed bun, and long and straight legs. It didn't take long before ejaculated in the stockings.
When a sense of emptiness came over me, I suddenly realised it.
"Oh no! The stockings are dirty!"
I ejaculated quite a lot, and my semen was a healthy white color. The entire crotch of the stockings was soaked with my semen. If my mother found out, I would be finished.
After thinking quickly in my mind, I decided to wash the stockings. Although my mother would be angry with me for acting on my own, it was better than her finding out that I used her stockings to masturbate. The former was far less rebellious than the latter.
Thinking about it, I put the stockings under the faucet and wet them with water. Just when I was about to apply soap, the footsteps that I least wanted to hear at the moment sounded outside.
Mom is here.
My brain went blank, and I froze in my tracks. Not long after, there was a knock on the bathroom door. "Mingming, I left my things in there and forgot to take them. Can you get them for me?"
"I...Mom, I'm taking a shower , wait a moment."
I quickly turned on the shower and used the sound of water splashing to create the illusion of taking a shower.
"It's okay, just stop for a moment and give the things to mom first, then you can continue washing. It won't delay you for a few minutes."
"I..." I knew that if I used the same excuse again, it would definitely arouse my mother's suspicion.
I just hoped that the water on the stockings could cover up the smell of semen, but I knew I was deceiving myself.
The smell of semen could not be covered by water at all. Moreover, I had abstained from sex for more than ten days, and the semen of adolescent boys was already strong. In all likelihood, I was doomed this time.
But I had no choice but to give the stockings to my mother.
After opening the door and handing the stockings, bra and other items to my mother, I closed the door and waited for my death.
I could already imagine how furious my mother would be later. Although I knew there was a lot of acting involved, I didn't want to see her like that.
Sure enough, after getting the clothes, my mother did not leave immediately. She made a questioning sound, probably because she found that her stockings were wet. The stockings were dry before she left. The steel frame was so high that the stockings would not get wet even if I took a shower, so it must have been me who did it.
A few seconds passed and it was still as quiet outside, but I felt a biting chill coming towards me through the glass door of the bathroom, and I couldn't help but shiver.
Mom found out.But the expected mother's rage did not appear. She was just silent for a few seconds and then left.
God knows what I went through in those few seconds. After my mother left, I slumped down in the bathroom. The hard tiles hit my butt and it hurt a little, but I didn't have time to pay attention to it.
My mind was full of thoughts about what my mother would do to me after she knew that I used her stockings to masturbate.
Will she hit me? Will she ignore me forever?
These don't seem to be the most terrible things.
What I fear most is that she will be disappointed in me. I don't want her to be disappointed in me.
But I did something so outrageous, and she would probably think that I did the same thing a few nights ago, so she would definitely be disappointed in me!
That night, I let the bathroom shower head spray hot water on my head without any reaction, like a wooden man. I can't remember how I finished my shower and went back to my room to sleep.
The next morning, I got up and had breakfast as usual under my mother's supervision. She always got up earlier than me and would call me to get up every morning. Even on weekends, she would not allow me to sleep in and asked me to get up early. Even if I didn't study, I couldn't waste time sleeping. I just needed to sleep for ten hours a day.
I sat at the dining table outside the kitchen on the first floor, eating the toast my mother made. My mother sat opposite me, drinking oatmeal. As usual, she didn't beat or scold me, nor was she overly indifferent to me. I couldn't help but suspect that what happened last night was actually a dream.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say because I was still in the period of her punishment and I couldn't talk to her.
I didn't say a word to my mother until the meal was over. I followed her out the door and got into her one million Audi.
Along the way,the highly modern reinforced concrete buildings of Shanghai flashed by quickly before my eyes.
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