Mom's wet underwear

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My name is Li Qing, and I'm a second-year junior high school student.

Today I'm very happy because it's my fifteenth birthday! It happens to fall on a Friday, and next Monday is National Day, so we get a five-day holiday.

Finally, I'm away from that awful school and teachers!

When I got home, I found that my mom hadn't come home from work yet.

My mom's name is Lin Guizhen, and she works at the Construction Bank. She divorced my dad when I was very young. I don't know why she hasn't remarried, so it's always been just my mom and me relying on each other.

We've been sleeping in the same bed for fifteen years.

Don't misunderstand, it's because my mom says she's too lonely and afraid of the dark, so even though I'm fifteen, I've never been independent.

My mom probably met my dad early; she was only eighteen when she gave birth to me. Combined with the lifestyle of a working woman, she's always maintained herself very well and doesn't look like she's in her thirties at all.

My mom is quite ordinary-looking, but her big eyes are her trademark. Her slightly plump figure, more than a teenage girl's, makes her look mature and alluring!

I remember when I was just beginning to understand things between men and women, I would often secretly touch her body at night. Every time I touched her breasts and pubic area, my little brother would get hard and feel incredibly good.

To celebrate my good mood today, I decided to indulge myself tonight!

A little while later, my mom came back, seemingly in a good mood, and even asked me what I wanted for my birthday.

I said, "I want you..." I deliberately paused.

My mom was stunned, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"...I want you to kiss me properly!"

Mom glanced at me and laughed, "You little brat, trying to take advantage of your old lady! Come here!"

Seeing that Mom wasn't angry, my heart pounded like an electric shock, and my little brother started getting restless.

I went to Mom's side, and she gently kissed my forehead.

"No! And here too." I pointed to my lips.

Mom laughed, tapped me lightly, and turned away!

Oh well, I'd have to wait until evening.

We had a pleasant birthday dinner.

After washing up, we went to bed.

Slowly, I heard Mom's breathing become even. I called her softly, but there was no response. I knew my chance had come!

I slowly slipped my hand under my mother's blanket. Because of the heat, she was only wearing a simple bra. The moment I touched her warm body, my *was prematurely aroused.

Her bra was very thin, almost like gauze. Even through it, I could feel her nipples hardening under my gentle caresses.

After touching her through the bra for a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I slipped my hand inside. For the first time, I truly touched my mother's nipples, and I was incredibly nervous; my hips involuntarily trembled.

At that moment, her breasts seemed to grow larger in my small hands. I gently kneaded them, unwilling to leave.

Suddenly, I remembered another place, and my hand trembled.

Reluctantly, I left her soft breasts and slowly moved downwards. When I reached my mother's lower abdomen, my other hand couldn't help but grasp her nipples, which were already a little swollen and painful.

Touching her panties, I rubbed them incessantly, a wave of pleasure washing over me. Through the thin fabric, I felt like I had entered a new world—warm and inviting, with a deep indentation. My hand unconsciously wanted to slip inside.

Just as I was reveling in the thrill of the moment, my mother suddenly rolled over, trapping my hand between her thighs. I froze, quickly closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep.

My mother woke up, probably feeling something between her thighs. Then my mother took my hand and said, "This child!" She put my hand back under the covers.

As her hand passed my shorts, it inadvertently touched my excited breasts. I felt her tremble slightly, then stop. She squeezed my hand through my shorts and moved away.

I heard her turn over, sounding uneasy. A moment later, she put her hand under the covers again. Slowly, her hand touched my shorts, showing no sign of stopping.

My heart pounded even harder; I wondered if my mother could hear it.

Then Mom's hand slipped inside my shorts and grasped my penis again. Unlike before, her small hand felt incredibly soft and warm, and my penis pounded like my heart.

Mom gently massaged it, and I felt myself on the verge of collapse. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. My penis pounded even more violently in Mom's hand, and I released what I had suppressed for over ten days, spraying onto my shorts, my abdomen, and Mom's hand.

Just as I was at a loss, I thought I heard Mom laugh. Mom's hand left my penis; she didn't wipe it off on my shorts. Mom's hand, still carrying my semen, left the bed. I wondered where she was going to stop wiping, or if she was going to save it for tomorrow.

Thinking about it, I felt a surge of excitement.

The night passed with my mother tossing and turning; I wondered what tomorrow would bring.

The next

morning, I got up early, worried about any lingering effects of the previous night, and went out to play all day. I didn't even dare go home for lunch, and didn't return until after nine o'clock in the evening.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking very unhappy.

"Where did Xiaoqing go? Why didn't you come home for dinner?"

"She went to a classmate's house," I said, head down.

"Why didn't you call home?"

"I forgot," was all I could say.

My mother looked at me for a while, her expression softening considerably: "The bath water is hot; go to bed after you're done!"

Like a prisoner just released, I hurried to the bathroom.

When I went to bed, Mom was still watching TV.

A long time later, I heard her come into the room. As I peeked through my squinting eyes, my head buzzed, my blood boiled, my heart raced, and my penis hardened.

Mom was pulling up her bra!

Looking in the full-length mirror, I could vaguely see her naked body; her two snow-white breasts swayed in the mirror, and the two purple nipples looked so tempting. There was also a patch of dark pubic hair, which made my blood boil even more.

Remembering the dizzying pleasure I felt when I ejaculated yesterday, I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

My mother finished showering quickly. She wore the same fabric as yesterday's lingerie, but this time in pink, making her look even more sexy and alluring.

I waited patiently for a long time, but I could hear that her breathing was still uneven. After a while, I couldn't resist any longer. I gently touched my mother, but there was no reaction. So, I mustered my courage and slowly slipped my hand under the covers. Because I had waited so long, my hand impatiently reached between my mother's thighs, while my other hand rubbed her vulva more vigorously.

When I touched my mother's clitoris, her thigh seemed to tremble slightly. Unlike yesterday, her clitoris was a little damp. To find out, I decided to take my further action against my mother.

I gently searched for the edge of my mother's underwear. When I slipped my hand inside, it felt fuzzy at first, then I felt some sticky liquid and a small fleshy ball. When I touched the fleshy ball, my mother's thigh twitched, and the liquid seemed to increase.

I quickened my rubbing.

My mother's thighs were tightly closed, blocking my path of exploration. I tried several times without success.

Just when I was at my wit's end, Mom suddenly parted her legs. I thought, "This is heaven's help!"

I finally found that mysterious little pit, wet and slippery; I guessed it was Mom's secret place. I rubbed my thumb on her little fleshy mound, while my middle and ring fingers quietly slipped into her vagina, moving back and forth. With each thrust, I noticed Mom's buttocks swaying.

I thought Mom was waking up, so I didn't dare move anymore, but Mom stopped moving too.

When I moved, Mom moved too; I thought this might be a conditioned reflex!

Gradually, the range of motion in Mom's movements increased, and the frequency quickened, naturally causing my hands to move faster as well.

I don't know when, but Mom's legs tightened again, and she was making soft moaning sounds.

Suddenly, Mom's hand reached under the covers and touched my penis. I tried to pull my hand away from Mom's, but she held it tightly, afraid of waking her.

Then Mom's hand replaced mine, the movements were the same, but I felt even more aroused.

After a while, seeing no reaction from Mom, I boldly touched her again.

Mom rubbed my penis, and I rubbed Mom's vulva, the frequency increasing, and Mom's vulva became increasingly wet.

After enjoying it for a while, I felt Mom grip my hand even tighter, her hips twisting incessantly, and the moaning sounds were clearly audible.

After a while, I felt a large amount of fluid gushing out from my mother's vagina. Her hand stopped, and I couldn't resist her vigorous rubbing and ejaculated. My mother's body calmed down. Only

our heavy breathing filled the bedroom. My mother's hand remained on my penis, and my hand remained on her vagina. My mother's hand was covered in my semen, and my hand was covered in her vaginal fluid.

"Xiaoqing!"

My heart skipped a beat. My mother had woken up.

"Xiaoqing!" she called again.

I still didn't dare answer.

After a while, I heard my mother sigh, then she took her hand back, pulled my hand out of her vagina, covered me with the blanket, and turned over to sleep.

But I wasn't sure if she was asleep; I couldn't fall asleep at all. Although my energy had been released, my heart was still pounding.

It seemed my mother had been awake for a while…

Early in the morning, my mother got up very early.

Breakfast was very plentiful and nutritious.

"You're not going anywhere today. Stay home and study," my mother said in a slightly angry tone.

I had no interest in studying; the events of last night kept replaying in my mind. Helpless, I found a pornographic novel I had hidden away and started reading. Soon, the morning was over.

At noon, Mom said she was going to the market in the afternoon and asked me to watch the house. She gave me a few DVDs and left.

I noticed several were action movies, and one untitled one had a half-naked woman on the cover. Full of curiosity and excitement, I put it in the DVD player.

It turned out to be a sex education film, teaching people about the female body, how to seduce, how to make love, etc., which made me incredibly aroused.

I learned that Mom's little fleshy bump is called the clitoris, the most sensitive female genital organ. It also taught about *and* intercourse, and how to make a woman happy.

It was truly enlightening.

Mom came back shortly after I finished watching, bringing lots of delicious food and a new set of underwear, though I didn't know what it looked like.

That evening, Mom took a shower first, then let me shower, which wasn't normal. I also noticed her face was slightly flushed, as if she was very excited, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at me. I guessed it was because of last night, and I felt emboldened: tonight I must put what I learned today into practice. Full

of excitement, I went to the bathroom and suddenly found Mom's pink thongs lying next to the tub. I picked them up and smelled them; they had a faint fishy smell.

"Isn't this what Mom wore last night? How did it get here?"

I wondered what Mom felt wearing them. Thinking about this, I put them on.

Seeing Mom's underwear on my penis filled me with immense excitement. Finally, I couldn't bear to take them off, so I just put my shorts on over my clothes and decided to wear them all night.

After getting into bed, I realized my mother wasn't asleep.

"Xiaoqing, come to Mommy's bed!"

"What?" I looked at my mother in surprise.

"Come to Mommy, Mommy's a little cold," my mother said, her face flushed.

Without hesitation, I crawled into my mother's bed.

I was wearing shorts and bare-chested. My mother was only wearing a bra, which looked new, and seemed to be made of white gauze.

The moment I touched my mother's body, my penis became erect with excitement. Because I was so close to my mother, I figured she would definitely feel my reaction.

Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she were asleep, but also as if she was thinking about something.

Having experienced what happened last night, I didn't care whether she was asleep or not; I simply slipped my hand inside her bra, searching for those alluring protrusions, and slowly began to knead them.

My mother didn't react, and I grew bolder. I gently pushed her bra up, and in the moonlight, I saw a pair of deep red nipples pop out. Remembering what I'd seen during the day, I couldn't resist kissing them.

I gently licked my mother's nipple with my tongue. Her neck arched back, her mouth tightly shut. I could clearly hear her heartbeat, and her nipple hardened.

I knew she was responding. My hand reached for her panties, and when I touched her vulva, it was already wet.

I searched for her clitoris, rubbing it back and forth. A moment later, I heard her heartbeat quicken, and her mouth tighten even more.

My gentle licking turned into sucking, and one hand forcefully grasped and kneaded her other breast, while my lower body increased its frequency. Finally, my mother's buttocks wiggled as they had yesterday.

After a while, my weight began to shift downwards. I lingered for a moment on my mother's lower abdomen, then moved to her crotch. Remembering the pleasure the videos * brought to women*, I decided to give my mother a proper service.

At this point, her panties became an obstacle. I tentatively pulled down her panties; she didn't make a sound. When I saw her dark pubic hair, my hands trembled.

Her panties were now down to her pelvis, and her vulva, half-exposed, was so beautiful. I began to regret putting on her panties, because they felt so restrictive.

Just when I couldn't pull it down any further, Mom suddenly lifted her buttocks gently, making it easy for me to pull her underwear down to her thighs. I was even more certain that Mom was cooperating with me.

Then Mom lifted her left leg, and this time her underwear was just hanging on her right lower abdomen.

I slowly parted my mother's right legs. When my tongue touched her clitoris, she let out an "Ah..." sound, and her legs tightened slightly. At the same time, I felt a large amount of semen gushing from her body.

I focused all my energy on my mother's clitoris, licking, sucking, and moving my head back and forth...

At some point, my mother pressed my head down with her hand, and her buttocks began to thrust, her mouth constantly emitting "Ah... Hmm... Ah... Ah ah... Ah..." sounds. I sucked even harder.

Suddenly, my mother pressed my head towards her vulva, her buttocks still thrusting.

"Ah...ah...Xiaoqing, no...no...Mommy can't...can't take it anymore...ahhh..."

Mommy forcefully pulled me away from her vulva, and I climbed on top of her.

Mommy held my head, ignoring the fact that my mouth was still covered in her vaginal fluid, and kissed me. At this moment, my penis was already at its peak, pressing right against Mommy's vulva, and I couldn't help but throb.

Then Mommy stopped kissing me, panting heavily, and reached into my shorts, touching my buttocks, slowly pulling down my shorts and Mommy's underwear. Then, she grasped my penis and pulled it towards her vulva, while Mommy's legs were already spread wide open.

When my glans touched my mother's vagina, I was so excited I lost consciousness, like a puppet at her mercy. She pressed my buttocks down, forcing me into her body. "Ah..." we both cried out simultaneously.

A warm, wet, and slightly tight sensation spread from my glans to every nerve.

As if it were innate, I straightened my upper body and swayed my hips, and my mother thrust along with me.

Each time I entered, my mother would involuntarily let out an "Ah..." The faster I entered, the faster she cried out; the slower I entered, the slower she cried out.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Sometimes, because I used too much force, my penis would slip out of my mother's vagina. At this time, my mother would always impatiently grab my penis again and help me align it with her vagina.

Later, my mother stopped thrusting her hips, and all she could hear was "ah ah ah."

Not long after, I felt my mother forcefully grip my penis with her vagina, and then release it. Immediately afterward, I felt a cool liquid gushing out from my mother's body, hitting my glans. This series of stimulations meant that before I could pull out of my mother's body, I ejaculated all of my sperm into her body.

I lay on top of my mother, not wanting to move anymore, but my penis was still throbbing inside her.

After a while, I heard my mother let out a long sigh, and then she squeezed me twice with her vulva. I looked up at her, puzzled.

"Was that good?" My mother was smiling at me.

"Mmm!" I answered mechanically.

Then she brought her lips to my mouth again, "Me too," and we kissed passionately.

My mother's lower body was still squeezing me, and soon my penis hardened again inside her. Then we stopped our lingering kiss.

"Baby! So fast!" My mother said to me with a smile, her eyes full of love.

My mother rolled over with me in her arms, saying happily, "You're tired, I'll take over now." She got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

Our blankets had already fallen to the floor, leaving only the white flesh of mother and son on the bed, along with remnants of her panties and bra on her calves, my underwear, and her pink panties.

The bedside lamp emitted a soft purple light, illuminating my mother's disheveled body, making her appear even more alluring and seductive, further fueling my uncontrollable desires.

My mother continued to smile at me, removing the rest of her clothes, then straddled me. In the lamplight, I could see my mother's little bud more clearly.

My mother held my penis, her eyes fixed on me, a lewd smile on her face.

Slowly, she aligned my penis with hers and inching down. Seeing her lewd expression, and witnessing our genitals slowly uniting, I almost ejaculated.

My mother pulled one of my hands to her breast and the other to her nipples. I understood her meaning and began to gently massage them.

My mother placed both hands on the bed, and her hips began to move up and down. I once again enjoyed the pleasure inside my mother.

Gradually, my mother increased the frequency and intensity of her movements, closed her eyes, and frowned, seemingly focused on the pleasure her lower body was giving her. I also received a double sensory and visual enjoyment.

After about a hundred strokes, beads of sweat appeared on Mom's forehead and body, and the semen flowing from her body was also moistening my penis.

"I'm tired too," Mom said, opening her eyes. She sat down, pulled me up, and piled me on top of her, our genitals still tightly intertwined.

We were locked together, embracing tightly, our bodies and genitals so close. We touched each other, kissed, like a newlywed couple.

After resting for a while, Mom pushed me down again and began a new round of stroking.

Unconsciously, sweat and semen mixed together. Mom stroked my penis almost frantically, her hands also kneading her own body vigorously, and I cooperated by thrusting my hips forward.

Seeing the obscene state of our genitals, I forgot everything, wanting only to fuck her hard, relentlessly. I couldn't help but grab my mother's buttocks and press her back onto the bed, lifting her legs and thrusting into her body with all my might, pulling out and thrusting in again…

My mother began to excitedly babble incoherently: "Ah… ah… Xiaoqing… Xiaoqing… Mom's son, Mom's heart, Mom feels so good… so good… harder… don't stop… ah… ah… darling… ah… ah… ah… ah ah ah…"

Amidst my mother's moans, I thrust hard a few times before ejaculating.

My penis throbbed, and my mother's flesh clenched and throbbed. My mother's semen and my semen flowed onto the bed, soaking it.

Finally, we both quieted down, leaving only the gradually calming sounds of our breathing.

I collapsed weakly onto my mother's breasts, my penis, from excessive excitement, slowly slipping out of her.

My mother lay motionless. An hour passed, and I felt my strength returning; my penis hardened again with my will.

My mother fell asleep beside me. Looking at her snow-white buttocks, I couldn't resist parting her legs and thrusting into her from behind.

My mother was still wet, and after only a few thrusts, I woke her up.

"Again! You want to fuck your mother to death?" my mother said weakly.

I had no sense of tenderness; I only wanted to experience the pleasure of my penis rubbing against my mother's vulva, and I thrust in and out over a hundred times in one go. My efforts roused my mother, and she stopped being lazy and knelt down, forcefully arching her buttocks to accommodate my penetration, making those seductive sounds again.

With each moan from my mother, I thrust even harder, gripping her hips and pounding into her.

Eventually, my mother just raised her buttocks and let me do as I pleased, only able to squeeze out "hmm...hmm..." sounds from her throat.

This time we went on for a particularly long time, changing positions many times with my mother's help, and she had several orgasms in a row.

Finally, with my mother's careful guidance, I ejaculated inside her again...

This night was so wonderful; my first time having sex was with my mother. And she was so lewd and cooperative, making me truly experience the pleasure of sex.

I want to do it again tomorrow! I thought as I lay there...

[The End]

My name is Li Qing, a second-year junior high school student.

Today I am very happy because it is my fifteenth birthday! It happens to be Friday, and next Monday is National Day, so I can have a five-day holiday.

Finally, I'm away from the school and teachers I hate!

When I got home, I found that my mother hadn't come home from work yet.

My mother's name is Lin Guizhen. She works at the Construction Bank and divorced my father when I was very young. For some reason, she hasn't remarried, so it's always been just the two of us, mother and son, relying on each other.

We've been sleeping in the same bed for fifteen years.

Don't misunderstand, my mother says she's too lonely and afraid of the dark, so even though I'm fifteen, I've never been independent.

My mother probably met my father early; she was only eighteen when she gave birth to me. Combined with the lifestyle of a working woman, she's always taken very good care of herself and doesn't look like she's in her thirties at all.

My mother is of average appearance; her big eyes are her trademark, and her slightly plump figure, more than a teenage girl's, makes her appear mature and alluring!

I remember when I first understood matters between men and women, I often secretly touched her body at night. Every time I touched her breasts and pubic area, my little brother would get hard and feel incredibly good.

To celebrate my good mood today, I decided to indulge myself tonight!

Soon, Mom came home, seemingly in a good mood, and even asked me what I wanted for my birthday.

I said, "I want you..." I deliberately paused.

Mom was taken aback, looking at me blankly.

"...I want you to kiss me properly!"

Mom glanced at me and laughed, "You little brat, daring to take advantage of your old woman! Come here!"

Seeing that Mom wasn't angry, my heart pounded like an electric shock, and my little brother became restless.

When I got to Mom's side, she gently kissed my forehead.

"No! And here too." I pointed to my lips.

Mom laughed, tapped me, and turned away!

Oh well, I'd have to wait until evening.

We had a pleasant birthday dinner.

After washing up, we went to bed.

Slowly, I heard Mom's breathing become even. I called her softly, but there was no response. I knew my chance had come!

I slowly slipped my hand under Mom's blanket. Because of the heat, Mom was only wearing a simple bra. When I touched her warm body, my *was prematurely aroused.

Mom's bra was very thin, almost like gauze. Even through the bra, I could feel Mom's nipples hardening under my gentle touch.

After touching her through her bra for a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I slipped my hand inside, touching my mother's nipple for the first time. I was incredibly nervous, my hips involuntarily twitching.

At that moment, my mother's breasts seemed to grow larger in my small hands. I gently massaged them, unwilling to leave.

Suddenly, I remembered another place, and my hand trembled.

Reluctantly, I pulled away from her soft breasts and slowly moved downwards. When I reached my mother's lower abdomen, my other hand couldn't help but grasp her nipples, which were already a little swollen and painful.

Touching her panties, I rubbed them incessantly, a wave of pleasure washing over me. Through the thin fabric of my underwear, I felt like I had entered a new world—warm and inviting, with a hidden depth that made my hand instinctively want to slip inside.

Just as I was reveling in the thrill and excitement, my mother suddenly rolled over, trapping my hand between her thighs. I froze, quickly closing my eyes and pretending to be asleep.

My mother woke up, probably feeling the object between her thighs. Then, she grasped my hand and said, "This child!" before pulling my hand back under the covers.

As her hand passed my shorts, it inadvertently touched my throbbing erection. I felt her tremble slightly, then stop. She squeezed my hand through my shorts and moved away.

I heard my mother turn over, sounding restless. A moment later, she reached her hand under the covers again. Slowly, her hand touched my shorts, and it didn't seem to stop.

My heart pounded even harder; I wondered if my mother could hear it.

Then her hand slipped inside my shorts and grasped my breasts again. Unlike before, her small hand felt incredibly soft and warm, and my breasts throbbed like my heart.

She gently massaged them, and I felt myself on the verge of collapse. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. My penis throbbed even more violently in my mother's hand, and I released what I had been suppressing for over ten days, spraying onto my shorts, my stomach, and my mother's hand.

Just as I was at a loss, I thought I heard my mother laugh. My mother's hand left my penis; she didn't wipe it off on my shorts. My mother's hand, still carrying my semen, left the covers. I wondered where she would wipe it, or if she would save it for tomorrow.

Thinking about it, I felt a little excited again.

The night passed with my mother constantly tossing and turning. I wondered what tomorrow would bring.

The next

morning, I got up early, worried about any aftereffects of last night, and went out to play all day. I didn't even dare go home for lunch, and it wasn't until after 9 PM that I reluctantly returned.

As soon as I entered, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking very unhappy.

"Where did Xiaoqing go? Why didn't you come home for dinner?"

"I went to a classmate's house," I said, head down.

"Why didn't you call home?"

"I forgot," was all I could say.

My mother looked at me for a while, her expression softening considerably: "The bath water is hot, go to bed after you're done!"

Like a prisoner just released, I hurried to the bathroom.

When I got into bed, my mother was still watching TV.

A long time passed before I heard her come in. When I peeked in through my squinting eyes, my head buzzed, my blood boiled, my heart raced, and my penis hardened.

It turned out Mom was hanging up her bra!

Looking in the full-length mirror, I could vaguely see her naked body; her two snow-white breasts swayed in the mirror, their purple nipples tempting me to take a bite. There was also a patch of dark pubic hair, which made my blood boil.

Remembering the dizzying pleasure I felt when I ejaculated yesterday, I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Soon Mom finished showering, wearing the same material of bra as yesterday, only this time it was pink, making her look even more sexy and alluring.

I waited patiently for a long time, but I could hear that Mom's breathing was still uneven. After a while, I couldn't resist any longer. I gently touched my mother, but there was no reaction. I mustered my courage and slowly slipped my hand under the covers. Because I had waited so long, my hand impatiently reached between my mother's thighs, while my other hand rubbed her vulva more vigorously.

When I touched my mother's clitoris, her thigh seemed to tremble slightly. Unlike yesterday, her clitoris was a little damp. To find out, I decided to take my actions further.

I gently searched for the edge of my mother's underwear. When I slipped my hand inside, it felt fuzzy at first, then I felt some sticky liquid and a small fleshy ball. As soon as I touched the little fleshy mound, Mom's thigh twitched, and the fluid seemed to increase.

I rubbed her vulva faster.

Mom's thighs were tightly closed, blocking my path of exploration, and I tried several times without success.

Just when I was at my wit's end, Mom suddenly parted her legs. I thought, "This is heaven's help!"

I finally found that mysterious little pit, wet, which I thought was Mom's side opening. I rubbed the little fleshy mound with my thumb, while my middle and ring fingers quietly slipped into Mom's vulva, moving back and forth. With each thrust, I noticed Mom's buttocks swaying.

I thought Mom was about to wake up, so I didn't dare move anymore, but Mom stopped moving too.

When I moved, Mom moved too; I thought this might be a conditioned reflex!

Gradually, the range of motion in Mom's movements increased, and the frequency quickened, naturally my hands followed suit.

Suddenly, Mom's legs tightened again, and she made soft moaning sounds.

Suddenly, Mom's hand slipped under the covers and touched my... well, you know. I tried to pull my hand away from Mom's, but she held it tightly, afraid of waking her. Then

Mom's hand replaced my... well, you know, the movements were the same, but I felt even more aroused.

After a while, seeing no reaction from Mom, I boldly started touching her again.

And so, Mom rubbed my penis, and I rubbed her vulva, the frequency increasing, and her vulva secreted more and more fluid.

After enjoying it for a while, I felt Mom grip my hand tighter, her hips twisting incessantly, and her moans becoming clearly audible.

After a while, I felt a large amount of fluid gushing out from inside Mom's vulva, and Mom's hand stopped. I couldn't resist Mom's intense rubbing and ejaculated, and Mom's body calmed down.

Only our heavy breathing remained in the bedroom, Mom's hand still on my penis, and my hand still on Mom's vulva. My mother's hands were covered in my semen, and my hands were covered in my mother's vaginal fluid.

"Xiaoqing!"

My heart skipped a beat; my mother was awake.

"Xiaoqing!" my mother called again.

I still didn't dare answer.

After a while, I heard my mother sigh, then she took her hand back, pulled my hand out of her vagina, covered me with the blanket, and turned over to sleep.

But I wasn't sure if my mother was asleep or not; I just couldn't fall asleep. Although my energy had been released, my heart was still beating very fast.

It seemed my mother had been awake for a while, so...

In the early morning, my mother got up very early.

Breakfast was very plentiful and nutritious.

"You're not going anywhere today. Stay home and study," Mom said in a slightly angry tone.

I had no interest in studying; the events of last night kept replaying in my mind. Helpless, I found an old, hidden pornographic novel and started reading. The morning passed quickly.

At noon, Mom said she was going to town in the afternoon and asked me to watch the house. She gave me some DVDs and left.

I noticed several were action movies, and one untitled one had a half-naked woman on the cover. Full of curiosity and excitement, I put it in the DVD player.

It turned out to be a sex education film, teaching people about the female body, how to seduce, how to make love, etc., which aroused me greatly.

I learned that my mother's small fleshy mound was called the clitoris, the most sensitive female genital organ. It also taught about * and intercourse, and how to make a woman happy.

I really learned a lot.

My mom came back shortly after I finished watching, bringing lots of delicious food. There was also a new set of underwear, though I don't know what it looks like.

That evening, my mom took a shower first, then let me, which isn't usually the case. I also noticed that her face was slightly flushed, as if she was very excited, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at me. I think it's because of last night, and I felt emboldened: tonight I must put what I learned today into practice.

Full of excitement, I went to the bathroom, only to find my mom's pink thongs abandoned next to the bathtub. I picked them up and smelled them; they had a faint fishy smell.

"Isn't this what Mom wore last night? How did it end up here?"

I wondered what Mom felt like wearing it. Thinking about it, I put it on.

Seeing Mom's underwear on my little brother made me incredibly excited. In the end, I couldn't bear to take it off, so I just put my shorts on top. I decided to wear it all night.

After getting into bed, I realized Mom wasn't asleep.

"Xiaoqing, come to Mom's bed!"

"What?" I looked at Mom in surprise.

"Come to Mom, Mom's a little cold," Mom said, her face flushed.

Without hesitation, I crawled into Mom's bed.

I was wearing shorts and had my shirt off. My mother was only wearing a set of underwear, which looked new, and seemed to be made of white gauze.

The moment I touched her body, my penis became erect with excitement. Because I was so close to her, I thought she would definitely feel its reaction.

My mother's eyes were tightly closed, as if she were asleep, but also as if she was thinking about something.

Having experienced last night, I didn't care whether my mother was asleep or not, and directly reached my hand into her bra, searching for those tempting protrusions, and slowly began to knead them.

My mother indeed didn't react, and I became bolder. I gently pushed up my mother's bra, and by the moonlight, I saw a pair of deep red nipples pop out. Remembering what I had seen during the day, I couldn't resist kissing them.

I gently licked my mother's nipple with my tongue. Her neck arched back, her mouth tightly shut. I could clearly hear her heartbeat, and her nipple hardened.

I knew she was responding. My hand reached for her panties, and when I touched her vulva, it was already wet.

I searched for her clitoris, rubbing it back and forth. A moment later, I heard her heartbeat quicken, and her mouth tighten even more.

My gentle licking turned into sucking, and one hand forcefully grasped and kneaded her other breast, while my lower body increased its frequency. Finally, my mother's buttocks wiggled as they had yesterday.

After a while, my weight began to shift downwards. I lingered for a moment on my mother's lower abdomen, then moved to her crotch. Remembering the pleasure the videos * brought to women*, I decided to give my mother a proper service.

At this point, her panties became an obstacle. I tentatively pulled down her panties; she didn't make a sound. When I saw her dark pubic hair, my hands trembled.

Her panties were now down to her pelvis, and her vulva, half-exposed, was so beautiful. I began to regret putting on her panties, because they felt so restrictive.

Just when I couldn't pull it down any further, Mom suddenly lifted her buttocks gently, making it easy for me to pull her underwear down to her thighs. I was even more certain that Mom was cooperating with me.

Then Mom lifted her left leg, and this time her underwear was just hanging on her right lower abdomen.

I slowly parted my mother's right legs. When my tongue touched her clitoris, she let out an "Ah..." sound, and her legs tightened slightly. At the same time, I felt a large amount of semen gushing from her body.

I focused all my energy on my mother's clitoris, licking, sucking, and moving my head back and forth...

At some point, my mother pressed my head down with her hand, and her buttocks began to thrust, her mouth constantly emitting "Ah... Hmm... Ah... Ah ah... Ah..." sounds. I sucked even harder.

Suddenly, my mother pressed my head towards her vulva, her buttocks still thrusting.

"Ah...ah...Xiaoqing, no...no...Mommy can't...can't take it anymore...ahhh..."

Mommy forcefully pulled me away from her vulva, and I climbed on top of her.

Mommy held my head, ignoring the fact that my mouth was still covered in her vaginal fluid, and kissed me. At this moment, my penis had reached its peak, pressing right against Mommy's vulva, and I couldn't help but thrust.

At this moment, Mom stopped kissing me, panting heavily. She reached into my shorts, touching my buttocks, and slowly pulled down my shorts and her underwear. Then, she grasped my penis and pulled it towards her vulva, her legs already spread wide.

When my glans touched her vulva, I became so excited I lost consciousness, like a puppet at her mercy. Mom pressed my buttocks down, pushing me into her body. "Ah..." we both cried out simultaneously.

A warm, wet, and slightly tight sensation spread from my glans to every nerve in my body.

As if it were innate, I straightened my upper body and swayed my hips, and my mother thrust along with me.

Every time I entered, my mother would involuntarily let out an "Ah...". The faster I went in, the faster my mother cried out; the slower I went in, the slower my mother cried out.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Sometimes, because I thrust too hard, my penis would slip out of my mother's vagina, and at that moment, my mother would always impatiently grasp my penis again and guide me to her vagina.

Later, my mother stopped thrusting her hips, and all that remained from her mouth was "Ah ah ah".

Not long after, I felt my mother forcefully squeeze my penis with her vagina, then release it. Immediately afterwards, I felt a cool liquid gushing from her body, hitting my glans. This series of stimulations meant I didn't have time to pull out before I ejaculated inside her.

I lay on top of her, not wanting to move anymore, but my penis was still throbbing inside her.

After a while, I heard my mother let out a long sigh, then she squeezed me twice with her vagina. I looked up at her, puzzled.

"Was that good?" my mother asked, smiling at me.

"Mmm!" I answered mechanically.

Then she brought her lips to mine again, "Me too," and we kissed passionately once more.

My mother's lower body was still pulsating against me, and soon my penis hardened again inside her. Then we stopped our lingering kiss.

"Baby! So fast!" my mother said with a smile, her eyes filled with love.

My mother rolled over with me in her arms, and said happily, "You're tired, I'll take over this time." She got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

Our blankets had already fallen to the floor, and only the white flesh of mother and son lay on the bed, along with remnants of my mother's panties and bra on her calves, and my underwear and my mother's pink panties.

The bedside lamp cast a soft purple glow, illuminating my mother's disheveled body and making her appear even more alluring and seductive, fueling my uncontrollable desire.

My mother smiled and watched me intently as she removed her remaining clothing, then straddled me. In the lamplight, I could see her breasts more clearly.

My mother held my penis, her eyes fixed on me, a lewd smile on her face.

Slowly, she aligned my penis with hers and gradually lowered herself onto her. Seeing my mother's wanton expression, and witnessing our genitals slowly uniting, I almost ejaculated.

My mother guided one of my hands to her breast and the other to her nipples. I understood her meaning and began to gently massage them.

My mother placed her hands on the bed and began to move her hips up and down. I once again enjoyed the pleasure inside her.

Gradually, she increased the frequency and intensity of her movements, closed her eyes, and frowned, as if intently experiencing the pleasure her lower body was giving her. I, too, received a double enjoyment of sensory and visual pleasure.

After about a hundred strokes, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and body, and the fluid flowing from her body was also wetting my penis.

"I'm tired too," my mother said, opening her eyes. She sat down, pulled me up, and placed her on top of me, our genitals still tightly intertwined.

We were joined together, embracing tightly, our bodies and genitals so close. We touched and kissed each other like a newlywed couple.

After resting for a while, Mom pushed me down again and started a new round of stroking.

Before I knew it, sweat and semen mixed together. Mom stroked my penis almost frantically, her hands also kneading her own body vigorously. I cooperated by thrusting my hips forward with Mom.

Seeing the obscene state of our genitals, I forgot everything, wanting only to fuck her hard, relentlessly. I couldn't help but grab my mother's buttocks and press her back onto the bed, lifting her legs and thrusting into her body with all my might, pulling out and thrusting in again…

My mother began to excitedly babble incoherently: "Ah… ah… Xiaoqing… Xiaoqing… Mom's son, Mom's heart, Mom feels so good… so good… harder… don't stop… ah… ah… darling… ah… ah… ah… ah ah ah…"

Amidst my mother's moans, I thrust hard a few times before ejaculating.

My penis throbbed, and my mother's flesh clenched and throbbed. My mother's semen and my semen flowed onto the bed, soaking it.

Finally, we both quieted down, leaving only the gradually calming sounds of our breathing.

I collapsed weakly onto my mother's breasts, my penis, from excessive excitement, slowly slipping out of her.

My mother lay motionless. An hour passed, and I felt my strength returning; my penis hardened again with my will.

My mother fell asleep beside me. Looking at her snow-white buttocks, I couldn't resist parting her legs and thrusting into her from behind.

My mother was still wet, and after only a few thrusts, I woke her up.

"Again! You want to fuck your mother to death?" my mother said weakly.

I had no sense of tenderness; I only wanted to experience the pleasure of my penis rubbing against my mother's vulva, and I thrust in and out over a hundred times in one go. My efforts roused my mother, and she stopped being lazy and knelt down, forcefully arching her buttocks to accommodate my penetration, making those seductive sounds again.

With each moan from my mother, I thrust even harder, gripping her hips and pounding into her.

Eventually, my mother just raised her buttocks and let me do as I pleased, only able to squeeze out "hmm...hmm..." sounds from her throat.

This time we went on for a particularly long time, changing positions many times with my mother's help, and she had several orgasms in a row.

Finally, with my mother's careful guidance, I ejaculated inside her again…

It was such a wonderful night; my first time having sex was with my own mother. And she was so wanton and cooperative, allowing me to truly experience the pleasure of sex.

I want to do it again tomorrow! I thought as I lay there…

[The End]

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