Chapter 1443
"Why? Isn't Dad at home?" Albert was surprised. Since he started middle school, his mother had stopped sleeping with him. What was going on tonight?
"Your dad's snoring keeps me awake," Evelyn said with a slight smile as she climbed into her son's bed. "Come on, haven’t you been wanting to sleep with your mom? Tonight, I’m granting your wish."
Albert looked at his mother lying on the bed. Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, her beautiful face showing a hint of kindness with a faint smile and dimples. Her voluptuous body was fully displayed, her breasts full and firm, her legs long and smooth, glowing under the light. Her firm and round buttocks, flat stomach, and the alluring mature woman’s body aroused him, almost making him hard again.
"Come on, Albert," Evelyn said impatiently, seeing her son standing there. "Hurry up and turn off the light."
"Well..." Albert mumbled, turning off the light and getting into bed, lying nervously next to his mother. Her fragrance filled his nose, and images of her mature, curvaceous body flashed through his mind, making him feel hot all over. His penis quickly became erect again. He wanted to roll over and hold his mother, to make love to her, but that would be incest. Besides, his mother had a serious talk with him before, and after much thought, he didn’t dare act.
Evelyn, who hadn’t slept with her son for a long time, was a bit excited and talked a lot about Albert's childhood. Eventually, she fell asleep while talking.
But Albert couldn’t sleep. Listening to his mother's gentle breathing, he couldn't help but turn to look at her. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her rosy lips incredibly tempting, making him want to kiss and suck them. Especially her high and full breasts rising and falling, tugging at his nerves.
"She's so beautiful," Albert murmured, swallowing hard, instinctively reaching out to touch his mother's firm breasts. But just as his fingers were about to make contact, he pulled back. He couldn't do that; she was his mother.
Although he often read mother-son incest stories online, those were just fantasies. How could he have such thoughts about his own mother? Besides, his mother’s heartfelt talk had indeed made him change his ways, focusing his attention on Lucy instead.
But who would have thought his mother would insist on sleeping with him tonight? Wasn't this tempting him to make a mistake? She was sleeping soundly, but what was he supposed to do? He couldn't just force himself to sleep like this.
Albert tossed and turned in bed, accidentally brushing his hand against his mother’s buttocks. Even through her nightgown, he could feel the softness and smoothness of her flesh. His heart was in turmoil, and seeing his mother sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but gently caress her buttocks. The smooth and firm flesh felt so good; after all, it was a mature woman's body, full and fleshy, far better than a girl like Lucy.
He secretly touched his mother’s plump buttocks, his cock hard, instinctively thrusting forward, soon pressing against her buttocks. The head rubbed against her elastic flesh through his underwear and her nightgown. The unprecedented pleasure made him tremble all over, almost causing him to ejaculate.
Albert quickly moved his cock away from his mother’s buttocks. That feeling of flesh against flesh was too stimulating, especially since his mother was asleep. The thought of being able to manipulate her body at will made it hard to suppress his urges, with one wicked thought after another flashing through his mind.
No, he couldn’t. If his mother found out, it would be over. Thinking about the consequences of acting on those thoughts, he could only suppress his sexual desire, his erect penis still standing tall. He endured silently, waiting for his arousal to subside on its own.
Suddenly, Evelyn turned over, startling Albert. He thought his little actions had been discovered and didn't dare make a sound for a long time. But after a while, his mother was still asleep. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Evelyn’s body moved closer to him, her full breasts pressing against his arm, a smooth leg slipping between his, and a hand directly touching his crotch. Before he could react, his cock was already being gently stroked by his mother's hand.
Albert was stunned, feeling the soft touch of his mother’s breasts on his arm, her smooth leg entangled with his, and his erect cock being caressed by her delicate hand. He couldn’t help but hug his mother's hot body, starting to thrust his penis wildly, his fingers grabbing and kneading her full, soft buttocks.
"Yes, harder. Ah, ah! It feels so good!"
Evelyn murmured, seemingly talking in her sleep, her enticing body writhing, not minding her son's violation at all, even actively responding.
Albert was both excited and confused. Suddenly, he understood. His mother must have mistaken him for his father, making love to him in her sleep. He hugged her plump buttocks tightly, thrusting his cock forward. The glans had already broken through her fingers' grip, pressing against her lower abdomen, touching her mons pubis through her underwear.
The rich scent of a mature woman's body stimulated Albert's nerves, making him bolder. He lay on top of his mother, sucking and biting her breasts, his hard and hot glans thrusting and rubbing against her plump body, wantonly playing with her fleshy curves.
"Mom, I love you," Albert moaned, enjoying the indescribable pleasure. Although his cock hadn’t actually entered his mother's vagina, he was extremely satisfied. This physical contact was something he had never dared to imagine. Except for not inserting his dick into her, it was no different from real sex. He thrust his hips excitedly, his glans rubbing against her buttocks, soon feeling a tingling sensation and ejaculating hot semen.
The next morning, Albert woke up to find his mother already gone, and his underwear had been changed. He felt a wave of tension. His mother must have changed his underwear for him. After ejaculating last night, he had fallen asleep on top of her, too exhausted to move. He didn’t know what his mother would think when she found his labia covered in semen.
He quickly got up, tidied his things, and slowly opened the bedroom door, walking to the living room. Just then, the kitchen door opened, and Evelyn stepped out, giving her son a gentle smile and softly saying, "Albert, you're up. Hurry and eat breakfast; you have to go to school soon."
"Okay." Albert saw that his mother didn't seem to react differently and finally relaxed. He sat at the dining table, eating the breakfast his mother had carefully prepared, while secretly observing her expression.
Evelyn, as usual, reminded Albert to study hard, pay attention in class, not to run around during breaks, and to come home early after school, as if nothing had happened last night.
Could it be that he had just had a dream? Albert was a bit confused. After finishing breakfast, he got up, said goodbye to his mother, and left the house.
After Albert left, Evelyn started cleaning the dining table, a look of guilt and helplessness on her face. In the morning, she had woken up to find her son lying on top of her, his hard dick pressing against her genitals, and her genitals covered in sticky fluid.
She knew it was Albert's semen but was afraid of waking him, so she carefully got up and went to the bathroom to clean her genitals, feeling a wave of panic. She didn’t know what had happened last night, only vaguely remembering dreaming of making love with Kevin. Perhaps she had mistaken her son for Kevin in her sleep. Fortunately, her underwear was still on. Otherwise, if Albert's dick had entered her, it would have been a disaster.
Evelyn regretted going to sleep with Albert out of spite. After all, her son was already sixteen, his body fully developed. Sleeping together at night, physical contact would inevitably lead to physiological reactions. After taking a shower, she returned to Albert's bedroom, saw his wet underwear, quickly found a clean pair for him, washed the dirty one, and cleaned up the traces from last night. She thought that as long as she didn't bring it up, he would be too embarrassed to ask, and the matter would pass.
She couldn’t help but blame Kevin. It was all his fault. If he hadn’t refused to come home and be with her recently, she wouldn’t have been so sexually frustrated, mistaking her son for an outlet for her desires. Maybe Kevin was tired of her body. After all, she was over forty and couldn’t compare to young girls. Evelyn felt a wave of sadness. In a few years, when she was old and unattractive, not only would she be unable to seduce her son's classmates, but even her husband might despise her.
Suddenly, she thought of her sister Patty. Last time, when she and Kevin were making love at home, Kevin had shown unusual interest in Patty. She had even joked about having a threesome with her sister. Young men always crave new and exciting things.
Maybe she really needed to think of a way involving Patty. Although she was older, Patty was not yet thirty, the most vibrant age for a woman. Boys like Kevin loved women of that age. Besides, Patty was single now. Even if she and her sister made love with Kevin together, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Of course, this matter had to be approached gradually, not rushed.
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