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My mother was making an effort to clearly see the person in front of her, while I was admiring my mother carefully.
My mother's pupils had a faint pink colour, giving a captivating feeling that completely contradicted her conservative personality. Her eyelashes were long and thick, resembling a brush, neatly arranged and very attractive. She had a small, high-bridged nose. Her petite mouth was criminally enticing, with vivid, translucent lips that appeared moist and ready to release a droplet of water.
"You..."
After what felt like an eternity, my mother finally spoke. She couldn't quite make out the man in front of her, but she felt a strong sense of familiarity, different from her husband whom she spent her days and nights with. My mother wanted to ask, but before she could utter a word, she was interrupted.
"Mmm... y-yes..."
As I was appreciating my mother's red lips, I saw her opening her mouth and impulsively leaned in to kiss her.
Instinctively, my mother began to resist, frowning and pushing me away with her hands.
However, her resistance seemed more like a formality, lacking strength. Alcohol had already taken over her body, rendering it unresponsive. From my perspective, her actions felt like a mixture of reluctance and acceptance.
I easily broke through my mother's defence and plunged my tongue into her oral cavity, searching for her elusive and fragrant tongue, eager to suck on it relentlessly.
"Mmm... mhm... ah..."
My mother's mouth seemed to hold an infinite amount of sweet nectar, no matter how much I sucked.
After pushing me away a few times without success and considering her strong drunken state, my mother simply stopped resisting. She closed her eyes and obediently endured my intrusion.
Her soft, fragrant tongue swam like a mischievous little fish in her mouth, too slippery for me to catch. Helplessly, I sucked her tongue into my mouth and greedily savoured it.
It was so fragrant... so sweet...
My mother's tongue, as if coated with honey, kept me tirelessly engaged.
Her obedient behaviour drove me gradually insane. I wished to devour her tongue, intensifying our passionate kiss, causing our teeth to collide repeatedly, producing a soft clicking sound.
I did my best to lick every inch of my mother's mouth, including each pearl-white tooth. I violated my mother's senses with frenzied desire.
Despite my mother's long and futile attempts to regain her sobriety, the stimulation of alcohol gradually allowed her to let go, embracing my back and responding to my kisses. She even took the initiative to push her adorable pink tongue into my mouth, allowing me to savour it.
My mother's actions acted as a catalyst, fuelling the uncontrollable fire within me, until it erupted completely.
One of my hands slipped under my mother's neck, cradling her head as I continued to passionately kiss her. Nose, eyes, earlobes, cheeks—I kissed my mother's exquisitely beautiful face madly.
My other hand seized the throbbing cock that I could no longer restrain and pressed it against her still moist and yearning pussy entrance. A gentle push would grant me access to that elusive and desired secret hole.
Feeling the scorching hardness at her pussy opening, my mother, who had been lost in the heat of the kiss, seemed to regain some consciousness. She turned her head to escape my kisses, breathing heavily.
I thought my mother had regained her clarity. I contemplated that if she resisted, I would not hesitate to force myself on her again. However, my mother's arms continued to tightly embrace me, leaving me puzzled. I wanted to see what she was planning to do.
But then, with a single sentence, my mother extinguished all traces of rationality within me. Even if my father were right beside us, I was determined to punish my mother on the spot.
"Husband... I want..."
Boom!!!
In that moment, my mind went completely blank, as if it had been shocked by electricity.
Husband!
Mom called me husband!!!
I know, Mom was too drunk and mistook me for Dad.
But who could know how happy it feels to have the person you love the most call you their husband.
Even if it's not Mom's true intention, even if it's just a thoughtless remark after being intoxicated, none of that matters to me. Right now, I am surrounded by immense joy, trembling with excitement.
Now I finally understand why some people enjoy hypnosis, because even if you know everything is fake, the outcome is beautiful.
How many people spend their entire lives pursuing a desired outcome?
If doing something the conventional way is as difficult as reaching the sky or even impossible, why not try any means necessary, even if it goes against your principles, even if it's just self-deception? So what?
I only know that the end result is what I desire, and that alone is enough.
Looking at Mom beneath me, exhaling fragrantly, a peerless beauty, if I could truly possess such a heavenly beauty, I would be willing to defy the world.
"I... husband~... I want..."
Mom's alluring voice came again, sweet and provocative, like a hungry fox spirit.
Mom doesn't know what's happening to her either. Could it be true that alcohol intensifies one's sexual desire to the extreme?
'If it's not true, why am I craving like this?'
'Who is the man pressing down on me?
'My head hurts, my eyes are heavy, I can't see clearly at all.'
'But it feels so familiar. Right now, my husband must be by my side, right?
How annoying, I've said such embarrassing things, and he's still daydreaming.'
'Well, I'll take the initiative, my husband won't make fun of me, right?'
'But it doesn't matter anyway. He must be drunk too, he probably won't remember tomorrow.'
Mom, who has "figured it out," no longer hesitates. She lifts her smooth and slender legs, firmly grasping her "husband's" waist in front of her, prepared to surrender her body to the "husband's" ravishment.
"Damn, am I still a man if I can resist this?"
Mom's actions finally complete my transformation, completely turning me into a lustful wolf.
There is no hesitation when it comes to the thick, bulging glans that's already aimed at her pussy entrance. It instantly plunges into her wet and warm vagina.
"Ah~... Mmm~"
The sudden stimulation makes Mom moan softly. But despite the immense size of the cock, it doesn't bring much pain because the tight little hole surrounding it is already soaked and overflowing with pleasure. The swelling sensation of being stretched is devoured by the overwhelming satisfaction, leaving only intense desire.
The stimulation of alcohol and the desire after reaching climax sweep through every nerve of Mom's body, covering her in a pink hue, giving off an unreal and hazy sensation.
Without any hesitation, I lift Mom's slender waist and vigorously thrust into her drenched pussy, exerting all my strength from the beginning, determined to completely dominate the seductress beneath me.
"Ah... Mmm... Good... Yes... Amazing..."
The long-awaited sexual encounter instantly ignited the mother, rushing past the alcohol-drenched mind without any barriers, causing her to lose herself in endless carnal desires.
Even though the mother was aware that the scorching and enormous meat rod she was experiencing did not belong to her husband, her completely bewildered state prevented her from thinking. Controlled by desire, she embraced the man in front of her with all her might, pressing her proud and beautiful breasts firmly against his chest and refusing to let go even when they were deformed from the pressure.
I was no better than my mother. My rationality had completely vanished, and I passionately kissed my mother's delicate face, earlobes, releasing all the longing I had kept inside for the past six months. I ravaged the beautiful woman beneath me with relentless intensity.
"Ah... husband... mmm... husband... ha..."
As the mother completely surrendered herself, she brought me an unexpected pleasure. With a seductive demeanour, she wrapped her tempting long legs around my waist and eagerly matched my thrusts. Her efforts were no less powerful than my all-out sprint.
Her soft tongue didn't hide inside her mouth; instead, it emerged from her red lips, responding to my passionate kisses, licking any part it could touch.
My chin, cheeks, forehead, and neck were all adorned with the mother's warm saliva. Her small, tender tongue roamed freely across my face, and no amount of alcohol could conceal the intoxicating aroma emanating from her mouth.
In this way, I mercilessly ravaged my mother's body with all my might, even if it meant going to my limits and beyond.
"Mmm... husband~... mmm... faster... ah... just a little... mmm... I'm about to..."
Whether it was due to my rough thrusts or my mother's sensitive nature, she reached her climax again in just over ten minutes.
Knowing exactly where my mother's most sensitive point was, I instinctively took her nipple into my mouth when I saw her approaching orgasm. I also played with her other beautiful breast, squeezing it in my hand.
"Ah... can't... mmm... no... ah... I'm coming... ah..."
Indeed, as soon as her most sensitive breasts were attacked, the pleasure in her body multiplied exponentially. Shortly after I started sucking on them, my mother forcefully hugged my head, pressing my face tightly against her beautiful breasts.
Her legs tightened around my waist, and her pussy entrance tightened around my throbbing dark cock, contracting with each breath like it had a life of its own.
My mother's body trembled violently every few seconds, accompanied by torrents of love juices gushing out from the blocked entrance. No matter how tightly sealed it was, it couldn't hold back the surging love fluids, soaking the already drenched bedsheets and extending further than before.
I temporarily stopped thrusting, matching her climax. After my mother's orgasm subsided, I sat up and pulled her tender white arms, bringing her into my embrace. Then, I lay back on the bed, with my mother on top of me.
"Darling, let's continue," I whispered gently into my mother's ear while embracing her beautiful back, and then I began the second round of thrusting.
"Mmm... so comfortable... ah... mmm..."
Her criminally seductive moans echoed through the room once again after a brief pause.
Although my mother wanted to match my movements, the intense indulgence and two orgasms had drained her strength. She could only lie on top of me, resting her head on my shoulder, and her little tongue emerged from her red lips, playfully licking my earlobes like a cat.
I have to admit that earlobes are a sensitive spot for everyone, myself included. As my mother's soft, velvety tongue caressed my earlobes, my whole body became weak as if struck by an electric shock. The intense tingling sensation started from my earlobes and instantly spread throughout my body, making me lose control. Although it only lasted a moment, it was enough to prove how incredibly pleasurable that feeling was.
I no longer cared about anything else. Even if my father was lying next to us right now, I would still unleash my full force on the alluring mother in my arms.
I went mad, launching an assault on my mother. My massive flesh rod thrust relentlessly into her honeyed entrance, each withdrawal carrying glistening traces of love fluids that scattered around.
My mother was like water, even though she had already soaked the bedsheets, her love juices continued to flow, allowing my thick cock to move freely within her soaking wet and hot vaginal passage.
"Ah... ah... mmm... please... ah... can't... ah... can't take it... ah... going to... mmm... die... ah..."
With my relentless pounding, my mother's enticing lips emitted constant moans, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. Her urgent and seductive gasps were the most delightful symphony in the world, a testament to a man's prowess and the most potent aphrodisiac.
I continued thrusting without pause, even though half an hour had passed. I couldn't feel any fatigue at all; I just wanted to release all the pent-up frustration from the past six months.
Though the air conditioning was on in the room, it couldn't extinguish the burning desire between the two of us. Both my mother and I were covered in sweat.
However, the sweat, which should have been bitter and salty, was the most delicious nectar for both my mother and me at that moment. We didn't hesitate to taste each other's sweat on our faces.
In the end, I took the lead, swiftly licking it clean before boldly sucking on her tender, pink tongue.
"Ah... umm... ah... oh... ha... umm..."
Her tongue was captured, leaving my mother only able to emit muffled sounds. Her exhausted body forced her to breathe through her mouth, and the scorching hot breath enveloped my face, fuelling my desire even more.
The prolonged rapid thrusting was pushing me to my limit. I increased the speed of penetrating my mother's honeyed cave, preparing for the final sprint.
Perhaps my mother sensed something. Her fair arms tightly embraced my head, enduring the invasion of my large cock.
"I... can't hold on... I'm going to climax... Mom... I'm giving it all to you..."
Less than a minute later, I couldn't resist anymore. I released the dam holding back my scalding, thick essence, pouring it into my mother's womb.
"Ah... mmm... ah... yi... ah..."
The impact of my semen made my mother's tight tunnel involuntarily contract, firmly gripping my throbbing member, absorbing every single drop of the viscous fluid into her womb.
"Hu... hu..."
As our released breaths echoed throughout the room, my mother and I both breathed heavily, basking in the tranquillity after the storm.
My large cock snugly sealed her pussy entrace, the glans feeling the heat of the ejaculate within her uterus. Combined with the warmth of her body in my embrace, I experienced an unparalleled sense of bliss.
After resting for a few minutes and our breathing gradually steadying, I turned my head and gently kissed my mother's lips, tenderly asking, "Darling, do you want more?"
My mother, already somewhat dazed from my ferocious assault, apart from the previous rape, was now enduring my large and thick cock for the second time. Even if her pussy possessed great elasticity, it couldn't adapt to it. Her body was on the brink of collapse, about to lose control.
"Do you want it?"
I inquired once again.
My voice reverberated in my mother's ears like a spell, incessantly assaulting her innermost being.
Sensing the rich pheromones emanating from the man beneath her, my mother completely surrendered.
"Yes... I want it..."
Exhausted both physically and mentally, my mother couldn't resist her bodily desires any longer. Opening her petite mouth, she let out a seductive moan.
Receiving her response, I rose and positioned my flaccid mother on all fours, presenting her perfectly shaped, milky-white buttocks before my eyes.
My mother was now in a half-awake, half-asleep state, completely at my mercy. Despite feeling slightly embarrassed about assuming a posture akin to a bitch, she made no effort to change it. Like this, she exposed her most intimate area, meant only for her husband, for another man's admiration.
Seeing my mother in this pose and imagining how she would pant and moan like a bitch under my assault, I couldn't bear the desire in my heart any longer. I firmly grasped my still erect cock and, without hesitation, aimed it at her pussy opening and thrust in hard!
"Pa-pa-pa..."
The sound of our bodies colliding and the soft moans of a woman once again filled the room, continuing throughout the entire night.
It wasn't until the early hours of dawn, with the woman pleading repeatedly, that this obscene journey finally came to an end.