CHAPTER 7

Since I hadn't used it in a while, I had to search for the PlayStation accessories in my room.

Mom offered Benny some drinks and snacks, then joined him in conversation while waiting for me.

"Hahaha… Ben, you're so funny… hahaha." Mom laughed heartily.

Honestly, I wasn't that surprised. Benny's a funny kid, and since he's my classmate, Mom knows him pretty well.

I glanced over at the living room. Mom looked so happy, laughing freely without a care in the world.

I should've felt happy too, seeing her like that. But instead, I felt… jealous. Jealous of Benny for making Mom laugh like that. Maybe I was just being childish.

After playing PlayStation with Benny for nearly three hours, he finally said he had to go home to feed his pet bird.

"Your friend's so funny, isn't he? I always thought he was quiet before," Mom said as she tidied up the glasses and snack jars.

"I can be funny too, you know!" I snapped back.

"Pfft… hahaha." Mom smiled, laughing at my response.

I didn't say anything after that. I just frowned as I rolled up the cable and put the PlayStation back in my room. Then I flopped onto my bed, lying face-down with my face buried in the pillow. I felt so annoyed, even though neither Mom nor Benny had done anything wrong.

Soon after, Mom came in and sat beside me, stroking my head and saying...

"You're so spoiled... Mom's little one... why are you jealous over such a small thing?" Mom said softly.

"Hey! Look at Mom, I'm talking to you, sweetie..." she added because I was silent.

I looked at my mother; she had changed her clothes. She was wearing a kimono-style nightgown with a silk sash tied around her waist.

"She's truly perfect," I thought to myself, gazing at my mother.

"Come here and hug your mother, dear..." she said, seeing me staring blankly at her.

"It's okay, dear... from now on, you belong entirely to Mom, and Mom belongs entirely to you," she whispered in my ear, making my heart race at that moment.

Mom's smile looked so sincere, with her slightly moist lips reflecting the light from the lamp.

I immediately forgot all my problems with my Dad, even leaving the doors and windows unlocked.

With passion, I made love to my mother to my heart's content, playing with every inch of her beautiful body, pinning her down, carrying her, creating loud moans in my room. We changed positions, kissed here and there, joked around, and sweated in one moment of pleasure.

That night, my eyes stayed open, staring at the ceiling of my room and smiling to myself. Because what I experienced that day was so beautiful to me.

My mother's words truly made me very happy, and I even considered them a bond between me and my mother. My first bond of love with my own stepmother.

Ring...

"What's up, Ben?" I asked after picking up the phone from my friend.

"Do you have plans tomorrow? Come with me to watch a wedding ceremony in the neighboring village," he invited.

"I don't think I can tomorrow, Ben. My mom asked me to accompany her for monthly shopping," I lied.

That day, I was completely blinded by love. I didn't want to be even an inch away from my mother.

I held my phone, browsing the internet, and stopped at a website showcasing various styles and positions for making love.

I wanted to learn more about the proper way to make love, especially for my mom.

Without realizing it, I was already immersed in it, imagining myself doing what I saw with my mom.

After feeling tired from my fantasies, I turned off my phone, then hugged my pillow tightly while continuing to fantasize about doing beautiful things with my mom.

Knock knock...

"Yeah… Come in, it's not locked," I called out, hearing the knock on my bedroom door.

"You really want me to come in, huh?" Mom teased, opening the door and locking it.

"Eh… Mom, why aren't you sleeping yet…?" I asked in surprise, realizing it was Mom who had come.

I was still hugging the pillow, wearing thin boxer shorts, and... well, you know.

"Mom will sleep with you, okay? I can't sleep alone in my room," Mom complained as she sat down on my bed and lay down.

"Where's Dad, Mom?" I asked curiously.

"Dad was called by his friend, invited to watch a wayang kulit performance near his house..." Mom answered, twirling her hair with her index finger.

"It's already late... when will he come back, Mom?"

"Coincidentally, Dad's friend's wife is out of town with her child, so Dad was told to stay there..." Mom explained.

"Mom... I love you," I said, pulling Mom close and kissing her lips.

That night, we stayed up all night together, naked. We enjoyed each other's bodies until we were exhausted and fell asleep.

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Only a few days of vacation remained. I used them solely to please Mom; she was so eager. The desire to travel to various tourist spots vanished.

When Dad had already gone to work, that's when Mom approached me and invited me to make love. Almost no time was wasted, and I was the same.

Whenever Mom finished her household chores, I would kiss her and have sex with her. In the kitchen, living room, my room, the karaoke room, even Mom's room. Every corner of my house became a silent witness to my sperm spilling into Mom's vagina.

By the last day of my vacation, Mom asked me to stay naked all day. When Dad left, Mom locked the doors and windows tightly, took off all her clothes in front of me, and then undressed me.

"Honey… today, don't wear any clothes, okay? Let's stay naked together until the afternoon…" Mom pleaded while undressing me.

"Mom is happy to have you, honey…" she continued. After that, she took me to the karaoke room, played a porn VCD, and asked me to practice it with Mom.

Not only that, we both did all the activities while satisfying each other's desires. At first, I was more passive, but at that moment, I became the man Mom wanted, taking the initiative to be active and a bit rough. Mom liked that.

On the last day at home, which was so beautiful, my penis felt sore from being inside my mother's pleasure hole too often.

"Mom, come to the city with me... Jaxon doesn't want to be far from Mom," I said, lying on top of my mother's body after we both climaxed without pulling out my penis.

Hearing my words, Mom kissed my lips, inviting me to engage in a tongue-kiss, then continued the third round of our intercourse without heeding my request.

Then she responded with a tender kiss.

"Your studies will be ruined because of Mom... But Mom also wants us to keep doing this... How about this: once a week, Mom will visit you, sweetheart?" Mom suggested in a playful tone, as if talking to her boyfriend.

"Promise?" I said.

"Promise, sweetheart... Let's move to the bathroom; it's almost evening," Mom replied, calming me down, then we made love again while showering.