Chapter 1
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The pot emitted white smoke and hissing steam. Han turned down the heat and continued picking vegetables. There was the sound of a motorbike in the yard. She didn’t need to look to recognize that it was her younger sister’s motorbike. The woman had just entered the house when she asked:
– He and Quan haven’t come home yet?
– Not yet, he said he went out for a beer so he’ll be home late, and Quan will be back in a bit. Don’t you have to go to the market or cook today?
Diem went into the kitchen, stood next to her sister, and reached out to pick some vegetables:
– Today my paternal family has a death anniversary. We had lunch but they still called in the afternoon. My father and I went straight there. I didn’t go. If I went, I would have to clean up and be exhausted.
The two sisters have been married for more than ten years now, and fortunately, they still live close to each other, neither of them married far away, so whenever Diem has free time, she still drops by her sister’s house to chat like this. The two of them pick vegetables and chat animatedly, occasionally giggling. The content is very rich, all kinds of things under the sun, of course including family and children.
How is Quan’s studies these days?
– Still the same, in the lower class I was still outstanding but up here there are only good people so I became normal, just hanging around in the middle.
– So it’s better than my son Phong, who is always at the bottom, I don’t know how he will be at the end of the semester…
The higher the climb, the harder it is, just encourage him to try.
Diem asked again:
– Oh, by the way, is there anything strange about Quan lately?
What’s strange?
– Like…does he pay more attention to me…or does he act strangely…
Han’s movements slowed down, for a moment she was a bit absent-minded as if she remembered something, but then she did not answer and waited for her sister to speak first:
– Why are you asking that all of a sudden? Is there something strange about Phong…?
As close sisters, the two have never hidden anything from each other, even sensitive secrets. Diem looked at her sister and said in a low voice:
– The other day I caught Phong smelling my underwear…
Han stopped, her eyes wide open, she also asked in a low voice:
Really?
Diem leaned closer to her sister, her voice whispering like a counterfeit silver dealer:
– Really, I suspected it before so I just peeked in the other day to see what was going on. Usually I’m the last one to shower and put my clothes in the washing machine, sometimes I shower before him and his father. That day, after waiting for him to finish showering, I took the opportunity to shower before Phong, still throwing my clothes in the basin, I even deliberately buried my underwear underneath. I waited until he entered the bathroom before I tiptoed over to look through the crack in the door, and sure enough, the kid was holding my underwear to his nose and sniffing…
Han heard that her cheeks were a little red, for some reason her heart was beating faster, her voice sounded a little shy:
– This kid…is at the age of curiosity now…
Diem’s voice sounded somewhat excited:
– That’s not all, I was afraid he would find out so I could only watch for a few seconds. After he finished showering, I went in to get his clothes to wash. When I lifted up his underwear to check, I saw something slimy, that’s it. So I guess he used my underwear to masturbate, and then spilled his sperm on his mother’s underwear…
After listening, Han’s face became even redder, her heart also beat faster, simply because she also had a son, so her mind naturally thought of herself. As the listener, Han was somehow more confused than the narrator, she cautiously said:
– Maybe it’s because he’s in puberty…can’t blame him…
Diem did not seem shy at all and continued:
– To be honest, this problem has been looming for a long time. I noticed that the boy looked at his mother more often, liked to be closer to her, his eyes occasionally glanced at my chest or my lower body, I just thought he was going through puberty so I didn’t pay much attention. But it seems to be getting more serious, the boy peeked at me more and more, these past few days I even discovered that my wardrobe, where I kept my underwear, seemed to have been ransacked. It seems that he couldn’t wait for the few opportunities during the bath anymore, he actively looked for his mother’s underwear to masturbate.
Diem stopped for a moment and then asked:
– So just now I asked, is there anything strange about your son Quan? Maybe he’s like my son Phong…
Without her sister asking, Han’s mind was already filled with this problem. She was trying to remember, her son had indeed once stared at a place on his mother’s body and was caught by her, all in all, it was not a small number. Now hearing this story, she realized that the situation seemed to be more than just teenage curiosity.
Sometimes she also takes a bath before her husband and children, I wonder if her son takes his mother’s underwear to masturbate…?
Han did not admit it, but did not deny it either. With a woman’s sharp intuition when catching her child’s peeping eyes, and with the “example” of her nephew like this, the possibility is high that…
She could not hide the confusion that was increasingly evident on her face. Seeing her sister stammering and not saying anything, Diem knew she had hit the right spot. She looked at her sister with an interesting gaze and whispered:
– So I came to this conclusion…any boy would crave his mother…
Han was so surprised that her eyes widened. She immediately hit her sister.
– This devil, what nonsense are you talking about…
Diem smiled and acted impressed, then quickly explained:
– No nonsense, just think about it. Boys this age are very curious about sex, very interested in women, so they tend to pay attention to the women around them. And the person closest to them is their mother, who else? Living in the same house, in contact with each other every day, seeing each other, how can they not dream? My son Phong’s story is the clearest proof.
Han listened and found nothing wrong to refute, it was just that this “truth” was still so shocking that she could not accept it immediately.
Her son desires her? Just hearing about it makes me excited…
While Han was still confused, her younger sister continued to lecture:
– Of course there are conditions, that is the mother must be attractive enough to make the son dream. But tell me, the two of us have more than enough requirements, right…?
Diem said then leaned forward so that her plump breasts pressed against her sister’s plump breasts, rubbing against each other as if she was seducing her. Han smiled, pushed her sister away and scolded:
– You go now…go and rub her husband…
That’s right, her sister was right, the two sisters were still very attractive. Han was 38 years old, Diem was 36, both of them had only given birth once, and because they had already given birth to a son, there was no need to give birth to another child. So even though she had been married for more than ten years, she was still a single mother, her beauty was still almost completely preserved from her youth, her body was still radiant, making men crazy. Every time the two sisters went shopping together, men would still approach them and ask for their phone numbers…
– So, summarizing from the two factors above, I can confirm that all of my boys are secretly in love with their mother.
Han asked:
– Let’s say so, so what, miss?
– So I came up with an idea that could be perfect in many ways.
Diem leaned closer and whispered into her sister’s ear. Han’s face turned from red to redder as she listened, just like a bride who had just arrived at her husband’s house. She looked at her sister with some worry, her voice reserved:
– Are you okay? Something feels weird…
Diem reassured:
– It’s okay, it’s my son, no one to be afraid of. Just listen to me.
Han appeared hesitant, but deep inside she was also urging something, she also wanted to verify if what her sister said was true or not. And then under the persuasion of her sly sister, Han also closed her eyes and nodded.
– Well then…let’s just try it…
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On Saturday night, Quan and his mother were sitting in the living room watching TV. Han had told him that Aunt Diem and Phong would come over, so they were sitting there watching comedy while waiting. Around 8:30, Diem and her son arrived. The two boys were quite close, so they chatted away as soon as they met. Even though they were sisters, because they got married in the same year, their children were the same age and went to the same school. They were similar in stature, but Phong looked stronger and more agile, and was more mischievous when he was young. Quan looked a bit more gentle and calm, like mother, like son.
Diem heard her son bragging to her brother about how he carried Soraka to the top to pick up penta yesterday, then suddenly said:
– You two sit down here, mom and aunt go upstairs for a bit…
Probably chatting again, Quan and Phong didn’t pay much attention, just mumbled yes and then continued to talk to each other, talking about how much pain Janna had when she hit full damage, and even calling each other to enter the rank tomorrow to open the eyes of the masses. Diem winked at Han then took her bag and went upstairs with her, leaving the two boys sitting on the sofa chatting until their saliva flew.
A moment later, the two sisters came down. Phong was sitting facing the stairs, so he was the first to notice, and also the first to be stunned, his eyes wide open, staring without blinking. Quan saw that and also turned to look, and then, like his brother, was stunned.
Their mother had changed her clothes, no longer wearing long pants and a long shirt. Below was a pair of short shorts that completely exposed her two pairs of white, plump legs. But not only were they short, they were also tight, the fabric stuck tightly, making that private triangle area protrude and plump. Looking at those two sexy pussy mounds, every single guy felt like they were having a fever, their two cocks simultaneously hardened in their pants. That was below, above was also extremely attractive. The cool two-strap shirt made a large area of the two girls’ chests exposed, the deep cleavage also appeared a bit at the neckline, an important highlight for the entire area of full, full, and vibrant hills. The full breasts made the two tiny straps of the shirt bear no small pressure, being stretched as if they were about to break. Every step the two girls took made those breasts shake slightly with the movement, making the straps suffer a little more. The short shorts, the thin tank top, the simple items exposed the two mothers’ bodies extremely hot in front of their two sons. This unexpected gift made Quan and Phong’s mouths wide open, their eyes brighter than the ceiling lights, for a moment both of them were stunned like lost souls.
Of course they had seen their mother wearing shorts or tank tops before, but this was the first time they had seen something this short, tight, and revealing, so how could they not be stunned…
Looking at the expressions of the two boys, Diem was very satisfied, Han was too, but also a little shy. Of course, these were the shortest, most revealing pants and shirts in their wardrobe. Normally, only their fathers got to see them, but now the two boys got to enjoy them too…
Despite the two children still staring, Diem and Han walked to the sofa and sat in between them. Each mother sat next to her child, the two women were sandwiched between the two boys on the sofa.
The comedy show was still on, Diem reached for the popcorn she bought earlier and leaned back on the sofa, leisurely eating it while saying:
– Are there any movies on Saturday? Anyway, this is interesting…
Han was confused and didn’t know what to do so she followed her sister’s lead and ate some popcorn and sat still. The two girls acted as if changing clothes was nothing to talk about.
As for the other two boys, of course they were still stunned, even more stunned, simply because the close distance made the image more realistic and clear. The two girls were sitting, causing their shorts to be pulled up as short as possible, any shorter and they would be no different from underwear, just looking at these white legs with smooth thighs was enough to make the two of them drool, the cocks in their pants were already screaming. Telegram @cuongct93. And if they moved their gaze higher, they would see the most tempting place, that painful pubic area, the more they looked, the more their cocks screamed. And if by some miraculous way they escaped that holy place to look higher, they would see two plump hills. The slightly tilted angle from above allowed the two of them to see deeper into their cleavage, even the lace of their bras. Looking at the big round breasts gently rising and falling with their breathing was also a not-so-light torture. But that was just the visual, the charm of women also came from the sense of smell. Sitting close together made the two of them smell the strong fragrance from their mother’s body. That enchanting scent made the blood in both of them boil, combined with the visual, it was truly an intoxicating provocation for the two young boys.
No need to do anything big, just sitting next to them like that is enough to make the two precious sons so excited that they want to go crazy, their two cocks are screaming as if they want to break through their pants.
Han glanced down at her son’s crotch, her cheeks reddening even more when she saw the ball in his lower body. It was definitely erect…
But just sitting there doing nothing would be any fun. After a while, Diem played a trick, she pretended to drop some popcorn crumbs on her lap and said to her son:
– Hey, wipe it off for me…
Phong seemed to wake up from a dream, he couldn’t help but wish, he swallowed his saliva and quickly raised his hand to brush away the small pieces of popcorn, his fingers quickly gliding over the smooth skin. If you want to open the way, you have to let someone with guts do it, and indeed, the son did not disappoint Diem. Even though he brushed everything away, Phong’s hand was still caressing his mother’s thigh, the feeling was so ecstatic that he couldn’t move away. And then the boy boldly placed his palm on that plump white thigh and rubbed it.