Mom & Me

My family is not rich, but it is a little bit better than the well-off.

My father is a steel factory worker, and my mother runs a small business on the pedestrian street (selling underwear). Affected by the international financial crisis, the steel factory where my father works is in a downturn, resulting in more than half a year of arrears in wages, so the family’s economic source basically depends on my mother’s small shop.

Seeing my mother worrying about my father’s alcoholism and daily expenses every day, I resolutely gave up the internship arranged by the school and went straight into the society to start working.

I am currently doing business sales in a company that operates electrical appliances. My monthly salary is more than 3,000 yuan, which can not only meet my own living expenses, but also help my mother to support this shaky family to a certain extent.

Although the family is very ordinary, the relationship between them will make you dumbfounded.

In fact, when I was in junior high school, my parents’ relationship was still very good.

My mother looks sweet and has a great figure. She is 1.66 meters tall and has two slender and plump legs. There is basically no trace of time on my mother’s cheeks, and there is a little red under her white face.

When my father went out to drink and chat with his friends, he often said that marrying my mother was his proudest thing. His friends also tacitly did not refute him and shouted that they wanted to steal my love.

In the evening, our family would go out for a walk after dinner. Now I think it was so warm and harmonious.

The story began. I remember that it was my freshman year. My father suffered from hemorrhoids. At that time, the performance of the steel plant where he worked was still very good (the monthly bonus was about more than 2,000. Added together, it could be less than 10,000 a month).

We went to the most upscale hospital in the city, and the hospitalization fee at that time was more than 5,000.

The room was on the third floor of the inpatient department. At this time, there were only three of us in the corridor. My father was walking in front, leaning against the wall, my mother was in the middle, and I was carrying fruit in the back. My mother held the basin with both hands. There were a lot of shampoo, laundry detergent, soap and other things in the basin. It was still heavy for her to hold it with both hands.

Dad had hemorrhoids and walked slowly. After walking more than 20 steps, Mom put the washbasin on the steps because her hands were sore and rested with her hands. Maybe I was distracted at the time, or maybe I was too close to her, and I accidentally bumped into Mom’s fat buttocks.

“Ah!” Mom was startled and sat on my face. Mom was wearing a short dress and flesh-colored stockings at the time.

Wow, a fragrance mixed with a fishy smell, the buttocks tightly clamped my nose tip, and I was also startled and opened and closed my mouth slightly, as if I kissed Mom’s beautiful buttocks.

Then I felt my nose tighten, and the fat buttocks on my face slightly relaxed.

Ah ... It’s so good, Mom’s buttocks are soft and warm.

The only flaw is that she was wearing flesh-colored stockings, and there was no comfortable feeling of touching the buttocks, but there was a kind of friction with a hint of lewdness.

I had no Oedipus complex before, but the huge stimulation made me erect a tent early. The slight friction between my face and my mother’s fat buttocks almost made me lose my temper. What a soul-stirring feeling! The warm buttocks tightly covered my face. I really wanted to rub my face against my mother’s buttocks.

The father who was walking in the front heard my mother’s cry and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Because of his buttocks, he couldn’t turn around and look down.

“Oh, it’s okay.” Mom didn’t panic, probably because it was her son.

With both hands on the washbasin on the stairs, she moved the fat buttocks away from my face and looked normal.

I lost the soft touch, and I felt a wave of loss in my heart, as if my own baby suddenly disappeared.

Looking up to look at “my own baby”, the things that shot into my eyes made my penis more powerful.

Oh my God! The underwear my mother was wearing was actually lace. I didn’t feel anything when I saw her hanging clothes in lace transparent underwear before, but it was different now. A fire rushed to my head, and something under my crotch grew bigger because of the intense stimulation.