Cecilia gently patted Seth's shoulder, like a loving mother caressing her son. As she watched her increasingly handsome and charming son, Cecilia's whole body began to heat up, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white face.
Unable to control herself, Cecilia hugged Seth tightly, pressing her ample bosom against his back, gently rubbing against him. This sensation brought her unparalleled comfort but also stirred a sense of guilt within her.
Feeling Cecilia's large breasts pressing against his neck and back, Seth, who had just finished bathing and felt refreshed, suddenly became aroused again. His penis quickly became erect, and his body grew warm.
Seth didn't know what was happening to him lately; his sexual desire was becoming stronger. He almost wanted to engage in intimacy from morning till night. Just now, he had ejaculated in his sister's mouth, and now, being seduced by his own mother, he was feeling aroused again!
Thinking about the intimate moments with the young Cecilia in the post-apocalyptic world excited Seth. The 1993 Cecilia was youthful, pure, and full of energy and charm.
Now, 38-year-old Cecilia appeared in his bed. Next to him lay the mature beauty, also named Cecilia. At this moment, she was as enticing as a ripe peach.
A young girl has her advantages, while a mature woman has hers. The Cecilia from the second world still maintained a perfect and alluring figure. Her breasts were larger, her hips fuller, and her skin exuded the allure of maturity, giving off a distinct mature woman's charm.
This kind of mature woman, if played with, would surely be more experienced and more aggressive than a young girl! Moreover, in the second world, Seth's current identity is undeniably Cecilia's son! Their current relationship, unlike the guilt that arose from the post-apocalyptic world due to telepathic connection, is now a genuine mother-son relationship. Having thoughts about the mature Cecilia made Seth feel even more wicked.
Originally, Seth wanted to find an opportunity to explore some speculations about the feelings towards the same person from two different worlds. Unexpectedly, Cecilia had taken the initiative so quickly.
Because of his experiences in the post-apocalyptic world, Seth no longer felt as resistant to the taboo relationship between mother and son.
Since he had already indulged in Cecilia's body, why not do it again?
"Mom... I miss you so much..." Seth pretended to be asleep and murmured in a dreamy voice, then continued pretending to sleep, turning over and burying his face directly into Cecilia's ample bosom.
The warm and soft touch enveloped Seth's face, and the faint scent of breast milk was even more enticing to him.
"Andy!" Cecilia looked at her son with heartache. Upon hearing Seth's murmur, she felt even more guilty. "My darling, Mommy is sorry. When the time comes, Mommy will definitely make it up to you!"
Cecilia gently stroked Seth's hair, murmuring to herself.
"Little Andy, that darn Peter wants to spend the night out again. Mommy will sleep with you tonight. Holding my little Andy makes Mommy feel so much better." Cecilia muttered softly to herself, "Andy, I don't know what's come over me today. My mind is filled with thoughts of you. Maybe it's because Mommy feels she owes you too much."
"Andy, let Mommy hold you as you sleep. From now on, Mommy wants to cuddle with you every night. My good darling, Mommy loves you so much…"
Cecilia tightly embraced her son, continuously rubbing his face with her ample bosom, causing a tingling sensation that made her shiver with comfort.
A tremendous sense of guilt slowly rose within her, but instead of stopping, it only made her desire her son even more.
At this moment, Cecilia had shed her youthful innocence, displaying more maturity and grace that comes with age and experience. She had grown indifferent to life's ups and downs, reaching an age where she felt as aggressive as a wolf.
In her eyes, as long as she didn't have intercourse with her son, everything else could be seen as motherly affection…
Feeling the warmth of her precious son in her arms, Cecilia began to reminisce about her marriage.
Peter Brandt is a notorious playboy. If it weren't for the circumstances at the time, Cecilia wouldn't have married a playboy like Peter.
When they first got married, Peter was infatuated with her body, wanting to indulge in Cecilia's body every day, often making love with her and falling asleep while fondling Cecilia's ample breasts or her perky buttocks. It was almost frighteningly intense.
But over time, as their emotional connection dwindled, the frequency of lovemaking between Peter and Cecilia decreased.
Peter devoted more of his energy to the newly emerging models. It's been said that Peter recently had a penchant for these new models, particularly those from Korea. Not only did they possess great figures, but they were also extremely charming and exceptional in bed.
To Peter, who had grown tired of European and American women, Asian beauties held a fatal allure.
These Korean models, eager to break into Hollywood or the supermodel scene, were very enthusiastic about pleasing people like Peter. In these interactions, Peter's soul seemed to be lured away by these models.
So tonight, Peter and his old friends brought a group of Korean models to Trent's luxurious villa to engage in group activities. Cecilia heard that these Korean models cost Trent a whopping 500,000 US dollars and were all high-quality goods, each with voluptuous figures and specially trained skills.
One of the models, who was even a famous South Korean actress, used every means possible in front of these tycoons just to secure a chance to grace the cover of a renowned American fashion magazine.
Cecilia, being an insider herself, knew very well that after this event, a world-class supermodel would emerge. These Eastern beauties had been meticulously selected and trained. Even their appearances had been enhanced through cosmetic procedures. Each one of them possessed the unique allure of Eastern beauty, igniting intense desires at first glance.
Although Cecilia was aware of Peter and the others' intentions, she, as usual, didn't interfere or inquire too much. Instead, she silently returned home alone.
In the past, Cecilia would have slept alone in her room, feeling miserable. If it got unbearable, she would use various adult toys to satisfy her needs. She had considered seeking pleasure with male actors and models, but given Peter's prominent status in the industry and his connections to the underworld, he kept a close watch on Cecilia ever since they got married.
While Peter himself was unfaithful, he was overly possessive of his woman. He would often get jealous over trivial matters. So whenever Cecilia needed intimacy, she had no choice but to rely on adult toys to fill the physical void. Every time she thought about her beautiful body being confined to an empty house, Cecilia would secretly shed tears.
But tonight, for some reason, starting from the party, Cecilia became increasingly restless, her thoughts involuntarily drifting towards her son, Andy. This inexplicable longing carried a hint of desire, making Cecilia feel unbearably tormented as if her heart were being shredded.
Especially after returning home, Cecilia even had her son Andy's figure full of thoughts, a strange feeling in the dark, she couldn't help but want to look at her son, and hugged her son to sleep, as if she was mainly holding her son, and there would be no more loneliness with a hundred claws scratching her heart.
When she was taking a shower just now, Cecilia even burst out with a strange desire for no reason, and in the bathroom, she picked herself off.
It's nothing...
However, when she was masturbating in the shower, Cecilia was horrified to find that Andy's figure was in her head...
She fantasized about sucking her son's big penis, stuffing her huge breasts into her son's mouth, and letting her son lick and suck hard...
This desire has always been with Cecilia, and even if Cecilia squirts once in the bathroom, it can't be extinguished.
So, Cecilia quietly touched Andy's room, and in the name of caring for Andy, she deceived herself and wanted to carry Andy to sleep.
Cecilia thought that as long as she fell asleep quietly with her son in her arms, the desire in her heart could be extinguished.
But in fact, on the contrary, when Cecilia held her son in her arms, the desire in her heart became even stronger!
Feeling the hot flesh of her son in her arms, as well as the heavy and powerful breathing, Cecilia's honey hole, which had not been moistened for a long time, began to stir.