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It's exactly 11:59 pm on the clock, but time doesn't stop, for anything or anyone.
It keeps moving forward and after a brief moment, which seems to me to be eternal, I begin a short, but important countdown.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. When it reaches 0, the clock changes its time and it becomes 00:00 hours the next day.
August 3rd and to be more precise, today is my 18th birthday.
Suddenly my mind begins to receive a series of images as if it were a third-person movie, you know, as if you were just a simple spectator without a voice and much less a vote.
The image of my original body appears discovering a portal where the image of a totally different world appears.
I am not the only person who sees this type of portal, there are hundreds of thousands, but like me all of those people enter the portal without thinking twice.
At this point a purification of people begins where their bodies are simply pulverized with the simple touch of a water screen.
As time goes by more and more people are turned to dust, when my turn comes like the other people, my entire body is turned to dust with just a small touch of that water screen and as it continues its path, it leaves behind a small fluorescent pastel green light.
That light attracts the dust left by the bodies of the people and after consuming this dust, the pastel green light begins to grow.
Obviously the change is not noticeable to the naked eye, as time goes by and after consuming a large amount of gray dust, the light begins to have a series of changes.
Changes in its volume, brightness and size. But my light was not the only one having these changes there are other lights of different colors, they do the same and they were also growing.
And I say were, because as those lights get closer to my light, my light envelops and devours them. As if devouring that kind of light is very delicious. So immediately my light went in search of more food, to be more precise, more lights.
In this way both lights and dust disappear within this space and when my light was finally left alone, a white flash suddenly appears.
The images that follow are my light entering my body again, but my skin cracks and my bones are torn to pieces with just a small flash and with another flash my body regenerates completely, then the light in my chest begins to flicker.
Each flicker in my chest has a specific purpose, it is a flicker to destroy and another to regenerate alternately.
The tearing of my skin or the destruction of my bones generates so much pain in my mind that it makes me lose consciousness, but with the next flash I regain consciousness regenerating my body completely, causing an endless cycle.
And when all the pain finally stops, I look at the clock in fear and scrunch my face in terror when I discover that only 1 second has passed.
And when the clock advances to the next second, the cycle of destruction and regeneration of my body begins again, completely losing consciousness.
When I woke up I felt as if years or even decades had passed in that cycle of regeneration and destruction since in the first 10 minutes it was an average of 100 flashes to destroy and another 100 to regenerate per second.
When those 10 minutes ended there were 1000 flashes for each second and exactly 20 minutes later they became 10,000 flashes per second.
30 minutes later the limit went up to 100,000 flashes, but the most complicated were the last 30 minutes because my body destroys and regenerates 1,000,000 per second.
When I open my eyes, the first thing I see is the clock on the nightstand next to a lit lamp. It is exactly 2:30 am.
The next thing I did was check my room and when I saw that everything was in its place, my first thought was that everything that had happened up to this point was part of a crazy dream. But this idea was quickly discarded just by looking at my body.
The changes were very obvious at first glance. I have never liked exercise, but my body is clearly toned, in addition to being completely naked in the middle of the bed, something that would never occur to me to do when there are other people at home, because I have a reason for this.
Suddenly the bedroom door opens, without any previous knock, and the silhouette of a woman appears in the door frame.
The woman enters the room, takes several steps towards the bed and suddenly stops, breathes until she fills her lungs and when she finishes, she lets out a sigh.
I can clearly see my mother's stunning body and face, she is wearing a translucent robe, her blonde hair loose and slippers.
My mother brings her left hand to one of her breasts and squeezes it, letting out a gasp, then brings her right hand to her crotch, this opens her robe and I realize that her body is naked under the robe,
As strange as it may sound, I am not surprised that my mother only wears a robe before sleeping, in fact at home any boy my age if he stayed, could jerk himself off until he died, because modesty is not very well known and even less so among my sisters, aunts or cousins, even my grandmothers also get into it..
What really surprises me is that my mother touches herself in the middle of my bedroom, when she has more comfortable places at home, to do that kind of thing..
As incredible as it may seem, I do not make a fuss about this, I simply open my eyes and notice every detail of her body, details like the color of her nipples, her soft and shiny skin, her thick and shapely thighs, even the recent waxing of her crotch, not to mention the subtle shine at the entrance of her cave..
Seeing every detail of her body is as clear as noon, and as if it were half a meter away, even less.
This sight of my mother's naked body makes my member react and stand up. I clearly see how my mother, looking at my member, licks her lips and a small smile appears.
My mother licks her lips again. —"Honey, I came to say good night to you."—she says out loud to me with her eyes fixed on my member.
I don't answer, because my eyes are also fixed on my member, specifically on its thickness and size, if I remember correctly, my member was not this size, in fact it was half of its current size.
While my mind calculates the new size of my member, my mother closes the door again and then slowly walks towards the bed.
Upon reaching my side, my mother fills her lungs with air again and as she lets this air out, she sighs again. —"I love the smell of peach…"— With that, I instinctively start trying to smell around me, making loud noises, but my nose doesn't pick up any kind of scent.
—"Rest, honey."— Then my mother gave me a kiss on the forehead, as she sits up, my mother completely ignores me and her gaze falls back on my member. —"Now let mommy help you."— And without saying anything else, she leans down and takes the length of my member with both hands and her hands don't cover my member completely.
—"Oh, it's hot."— She tells me with an emotion that even lets out a smile even more shameless than the first one, before starting to move her hands up and down.
My mother, not satisfied with all this, begins to exaggerate all her actions and snorts with a hiss at each movement of her hands, —"Oh, Sss-Ah, baby..."—
—"Sss-Ah, honey mommy wants some of this."—
—"Oh, my life you are much bigger than your father."—
—"Sss--Ah, come baby, be good to mommy.."—
At this very moment I just watch mom perform all these actions, I'm not going to deny that I'm enjoying it, but the pleasure in my mind is minimal, almost nonexistent.
With my mother it's the opposite, to the point of being silent and as my face is not reflecting the expected ecstasy, my mother's hands begin to move even faster.
—"Yes, yes, oh, baby."— She tells me and when she finishes her words, she swallows the saliva accumulated in her mouth.
Then she brings her face a little closer to my crotch and inhales strongly. —"mff, Oh holy god."— Swallowing another mouthful of saliva she continues to lower her face.
I don't need to be a NASA scientist to know what my mother planned to do, the point was, how far she planned to go with all this. But the desire in my mother's eyes tells me everything and how she moistens her lips every time she gets close to my crotch.
Honestly, I have no plans to intervene in her desires, in fact my body wants it that way, because voluntarily or involuntarily I raise my hips every time my mother raises her hands and when her hands go down I also lower my hips.
After moving her hand up and down a couple of times, my mother spits on the flesh of my member and moves her hand again with greater ease. —"I'm so sorry Joe but your member is hot..."— With that my mother releases another wad of saliva on my member.
When the saliva dries again my mother comments. —"Wait, wait honey, I have a new idea."— With that she immediately closes the distance between her lips and my member, while opening her mouth.
As if all this happened in slow motion, it is clear that something happened to me, especially with my body.
By the way, my name is Joe Van der Bllack from the Kardash Clan and I finally turned 18.
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To be continue...
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