Long-term possession of mother's slutty, beautiful cunt

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[Mother and Son][Long-term Possession of Mother's Lustful and Beautiful Vagina]

Ever since I was old enough to understand, I have had a strong interest in women. This interest has driven me to want to understand everything about them more deeply. I love my mother and want to know everything about her. After all, she is my mother. Gradually, I observed some things about my mother. On the clothes rack, I often saw the clothes she was hanging out to dry, sexy or not, her socks, her underwear, her boots, all of which became objects of my secret crush.

Part 1: The Peeping Tom

Due to my strong curiosity, I secretly installed a spy camera in a hidden place in my parents' room. The scene I had been waiting for finally unfolded after five or six days. My father unbuckled my mother's belt, and my mother took the initiative to suck my father's penis. My father's comfortable expression was touching. I wished I could go up and let my mother suck my treasure.

I sat in front of the camera, rubbing my own penis with my hand, staring straight at the camera, afraid of missing a single exciting scene. Dad took off his clothes and pounced on her. I saw him grab Mom's breasts, his genitals throbbing incessantly. After about ten minutes, he lay motionless on top of Mom. I guessed he must have ejaculated!

Sure enough, Dad got off Mom and lay motionless on the bed, while Mom, still unsatisfied, rubbed her genitals with her hand. Watching the scene on the camera, my own hand rubbed faster and faster until I ejaculated.

Part Two: Drugging -

Unable to resist, I decided to act on my strong possessive desire. Drugging was the only way to succeed. Choosing the right day was crucial; I picked a day when my father was away on a business trip to launch my mother-hunting operation.

I was terrified, yet filled with immense anticipation. My mother finally drank the water laced with sleeping pills. Less than twenty minutes later, she went to her room and fell asleep. Through the camera lens, I watched her sleep fully clothed. After fifteen minutes, once her breathing had stabilized, I went up and shook her a few times to make sure she was truly asleep. I began to caress her body, feeling both excited and a little scared.

Looking at those full breasts beneath her white short-sleeved blouse—breasts I had fantasized about countless times—I could finally touch them with my own hands! My hands trembled slightly as I unbuttoned her white short-sleeved blouse, one button at a time.

After unbuttoning, I reached behind her, lifted her upper body, and unhooked her white lace bra, lifting the cups to fully expose her breasts.

My hands kneaded her breasts, pinched her nipples, and sucked on her other nipple. Playing with my mother's breasts made my penis involuntarily harden. Without thinking, I lifted her light blue skirt to her waist.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't resist any longer and thrust my penis into her beautiful vagina. At that moment, the sensation of penetration wasn't important; what mattered was that I was inside my own mother's wanton, beautiful vagina—a place I had filled with endless fantasies, and now it was truly inside me! I felt my penis enveloped in my mother's slippery vagina, and with each vigorous thrusting motion, my mother seemed to respond.

She moaned softly, her hands involuntarily gripping the cushions on the sofa. Perhaps it was my lack of experience, or perhaps the stimulation of making love with my wanton mother was too great, but I only lasted less than 10 minutes before ejaculating deep into my mother's vagina.

However, I didn't pull out; I left it inside her, holding her slender waist and letting her lie flat on the sofa with her head resting on the armrest. I lay on top of my mother, one hand playing with her nipple, while I took her other nipple into my mouth and slowly savored it.

Soon, my penis hardened again inside her lustful, beautiful vagina. I grabbed her legs, still clad in black stockings with the crotch ripped open, and hoisted them onto my shoulders, thrusting my penis as deep as I could into her vagina. Since I had just ejaculated, this time the fucking lasted much longer. I just mechanically thrust in and out. After about half an hour, I felt my penis starting to feel like giving up.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind: why not ejaculate on my mother's face like the male lead in porn movies? Having made up my mind, I increased the frequency and force of my thrusts.

A moment later, I felt a release in my penis, and I quickly pulled it out and brought it to my mother's face. My semen sprayed all over her face, large, sticky drops dripping down her face and onto the collar of her white short-sleeved shirt.

After admiring my "masterpiece" for a while, I took some tissues and wiped the semen off my mother's face and her chestnut-red hair. I helped her put on her white lace bra and shirt, and put her light blue skirt down before going back to my room.

Before going back, I squeezed my mother's breasts again, thinking: Mom, I must possess your slutty, beautiful cunt forever! Although I tasted my mother's private parts, it was a pity that I couldn't hear her moaning. I longed to hear her moan...

The next night, I used the same method, drugging my mother and raping her again. This time, I didn't leave. I stripped my mother naked and laid her down beside me. The next morning, my awakened mother was forcibly raped twice more. That day, I didn't let her off the hook, fucking her eleven times in one go. Mom climaxed over twenty times, and when I looked at her labia, they were already red and swollen.

Mom had her eyes closed, seemingly enjoying everything before her. Mom must have also come to like this intoxicating feeling. I often couldn't resist holding her and kissing her. Mom's lips were tightly closed, and she whispered, half-reluctantly, "Son, don't do this. Your dad's home. If he sees us, we're finished..."

I said, "Mom, what are you worried about? We'll do it quietly..." I kissed Mom's lips while stroking her thighs. Mom was wearing a skirt, so it was easy to touch her private parts. "

Son, this isn't allowed, in broad daylight." Mom struggled to break free from my embrace, glancing towards the door, afraid that Dad would suddenly burst into my bedroom.

"Mom, my little darling, don't be afraid, come..."

"No, son, this is too outrageous!" “

Mom…” I reached out and hugged her tightly.

“Son, it’s really no, it’s really no, please spare your mother!”

“But, Mom, I’m hard…”

“No, you can’t. Just bear with it. It’s broad daylight. Even if your father weren’t home, I couldn’t agree. I’ve never done that kind of thing in broad daylight before. I’m so ashamed…”

“Mom, everything is about trying… No matter what, I have to do it with you today, or I’ll tell Dad about what’s been going on between us…”

“No, son!” Mom’s brows furrowed.

“Mom, don’t worry, I just want to be intimate with you for a while. I miss your scent.” I kissed my mother's lips again .

At first, she clenched her teeth, but after a while, she opened them and passionately stuck out her little tongue. I sucked on her saliva in large gulps. My right hand, however, wandered over to her private parts and pinched her clitoris twice. My mother immediately squeezed her legs together and tried to pull away. I picked her up and placed her on the edge of the bed, lifting her skirt. My mother probably realized I was going to penetrate her and hurriedly pushed me away.

"Son, Mom's about to have her period. Let me put a condom on you. If something happens, Mom won't be able to live." My mother willingly put a condom on my penis. I pulled down her panties and thrust in. To avoid making too much noise, I rubbed against her clitoris, thrusting in and out gently.

After a few dozen thrusts, my mother's vagina gushed with lustful fluid. Her eyes were tightly closed, her teeth biting her lower lip. Seeing her so shy and adorable, I couldn't resist thrusting a few more times. My mother, overwhelmed with pleasure, let out a soft moan and opened her eyes to look at me. Her eyes seemed to hold anticipation, expecting my advances. Encouraged, I began to thrust rapidly.

My mother gently tossed her head, showing her excitement. After about twenty minutes, I ejaculated, spraying my semen into my mother's uterus. She shuddered comfortably, pulled out my penis, wiped herself with toilet paper, and rubbed herself a couple of times as well.

"Mom, your little pussy is so hot and wet!"

"Ugh, you're so smug." Mom glared at me, straightened her clothes, turned and left. I tidied up in the room and took a nice nap...

Part Three: Mom's Change

Every few days I would call Mom into my room for an affair. A year later, when Mom came into my room, she rarely wore underwear under her skirts anymore, saying it was for convenience, otherwise it would be too much trouble to wash dirty underwear. Such a lovely woman, I really liked her. "Mom, be my girlfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm your mother, no way..." Mom gave this answer for several years in a row.

That's how people are, the more difficult it is to get something, the more precious it feels, and the stronger the urge and desire to conquer it. That's how I felt about Mom. Getting someone can't just be about physical intercourse, the union of spirit and flesh is the most supreme.

My mother and I haven't reached that level yet. After all, our love has only just begun. Before we started dating, my mother seemed like a virtuous wife, always very careful about our relationship. I knew this concerned a woman's reputation for life. I had taken advantage of her through improper means, and now that she was dating me, what a huge change! I guessed my mother must have fallen in love with this intoxicating feeling.

Otherwise, why would she have willingly climbed into my bed that night? When we were in this kind of relationship, my mother took the initiative to get into my bed, willingly took off her clothes, and even performed a ritual for me. I think this is a scene every man longs for.

That day, my mother was extremely passionate, like a wanton woman, actively sucking my penis and offering her breasts to my mouth. All of this indicated that my mother was filled with lust that day. In just fifteen minutes, my mother's semen had begun to flow, and the tingling sensation on my glans was intoxicating.

My mother's passionate moans pierced my sexual nerves. Few young men could control their emotions in this situation. I unleashed my full power, thrusting vigorously. My mother breathed heavily, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her hips arching upwards. The sounds of our thrusting echoed in the room.

Especially at times like these, it's crucial to maintain the mood. To keep a woman passionate, there are only two things: mood and orgasm. Since Dad wasn't home, I decided to enjoy myself. I responded to my mother's enthusiasm, not rushing to undress her. I felt that women were more arousing when they were clothed. It was wonderful.

Despite having a secret affair with my mother for several months, I'd never truly appreciated her vagina before. Today, with her so aroused, I took advantage of the moment.

The dark pubic hair grew neatly, above my mother's vulva. The alluring pink opening was increasingly tempting. I brought it to my nose and could smell the fragrance of her vaginal secretions. I didn't rush to penetrate her; I just gazed at it quietly for a while, controlling my burning desire.

I first gently kissed and flirted with my mother. She cooperated, occasionally sticking out her tongue to entwine with mine. Today, my mother seemed very impatient, reaching out a hand to pinch my penis through my pants, the soft moans from her throat truly captivating.

"Child, why aren't you in a hurry to touch my vulva today?" my mother asked eagerly.

"Hehe, Mom, you look so beautiful today. I want to devour you piece by piece."

"Hurry up, or I won't play with you anymore." I knew my mother's personality; she meant what she said.

"Heh, you slut." I stripped naked, and Mom stroked my erect penis, praising, "What a wonderful treasure..."

I gently rubbed my penis against Mom's entrance, then suddenly thrust it in deeply. Mom let out a long sigh, closing her eyes to await the storm. Mom's vagina was warm and wet, enveloping my penis with unparalleled comfort. I grabbed Mom's breasts, gently thrusting my hips, and Mom swayed her body in response. After more than a hundred thrusts, I couldn't resist and started moving hard.

Mom smiled seductively, and I was completely aroused by this eroticism. I held Mom, fucking her from the bed to the floor, from the floor to the living room, and finally back to the bed. Mom felt so good that she lost control of her bladder, her legs trembled wildly, and she fainted.

I didn't let her go, still thrusting slowly, looking down at Mom's vagina, where large amounts of white fluid gushed out. I thrust hard a few times, cursing her as a slut, and started thrusting again. After about five minutes, Mom woke up.

"Son, you're killing me, Mom feels so good."

"Mom, if it feels good, I'll keep going..."

As I thrust in and out, Mom swayed her hips forcefully, responding to my thrusts. Mom couldn't help but moan, "Ah... I'm going to die... good son... Mom... is being... killed by you... ah..."

About thirty minutes later, I felt a strong tingling sensation in my glans. I knew I was about to ejaculate. I pressed hard against Mom's entrance and rubbed against it. Suddenly, I ejaculated like a pillar. Mom let out a soft "ah," and her clitoris twitched. The warm vaginal fluid felt incredibly good on my glans... After the storm, we were both exhausted. I didn't pull out my penis from Mom's vagina. We sweetly embraced and fell asleep.

I've forgotten how many times I've asked Mom out. That day, Mom's outfit was stunning. A miniskirt with long boots. My god, I was completely captivated by Mom's appearance that day. Mom's sudden change made me feel that her heart was once again filled with desire.

In just over a year, my mother, after falling in love, was a completely different person. She started paying attention to her appearance, which was strange. It was quite a story to see a woman change because of her son's distorted love for her. My mother became sexy, but of course, this sexiness was limited to our secret rendezvous. To everyone else, she was still the virtuous mother she always was. This

sexy mother seemed even more feminine and alluring. On this day, to commemorate our third anniversary, we booked a room at the Kempinski Hotel. Knowing I liked her in boots, she specially bought a new pair from Daphne, pairing them with light black stockings and a pencil skirt—she was incredibly sexy. This was the first time my mother had shown such sexiness.

In these three years of dating, my mother looked younger and more energetic, and I loved her like this. As soon as we entered the room, my mother's warm breath searched my face, and finally, her moist lips touched mine. Like a drowning person grasping at a straw, Mom forcefully sucked on my lips, her moist, slender tongue, carrying a hint of mint, entwining with mine with practiced ease.

As our tongues explored each other passionately, my hand slipped under her pajamas, caressing her smooth buttocks. Even through her underwear, I could feel the firmness and softness of her flesh. Mom's hand then grasped my erection between my legs, gently rubbing it. As my hand explored along her buttocks, I discovered her crotch was already soaked.

I lifted Mom and laid her flat on the bed. The moonlight outside was bright; I went to turn off the light. Returning, I quickly undressed and lay down beside Mom, discovering she had also removed her pajamas. Although the room was dark, the bright moonlight illuminated her firm breasts, which were faintly visible. Mom's body was snow-white, her perfect breasts slightly upturned. After only a few rubs, her nipples grew as large as grapes.

My mother, breathing heavily, pushed me down onto the bed, rolled over, and straddled my stomach. She bent over, held my head, and pressed it against her breast, shoving her nipple into my mouth like a baby nursing. I sucked and licked her hard nipple, her little bottom wiggling against my belly as I licked it.

When I had licked both nipples, her tongue slipped into my mouth, like a greedy child, greedily licking every part of my mouth, even spilling sweet saliva. Finally freeing myself from her tongue, my mother murmured, "I want it!" She rubbed her firm breasts against my chest, her hand grasping my erect penis, rubbing it back and forth. I guided my hard penis with my hand, parted my mother's labia, and thrust inside.

"Ah...it's so big..." my mother groaned involuntarily. The moment my penis entered that narrow passage, I felt the softness and narrowness of her vaginal canal, and my mother's buttocks and thighs tensed.

My penis moved in and out of the tight opening several times, and with a final push, the head of my penis finally touched my mother's clitoris. My mother's body trembled, "Ah..." Her voice became hoarse with excessive excitement.

Each friction inside her vagina produced a "plop, plop" sound, and I heard her breathing become rapid, knowing she was experiencing pleasure. Indeed, her movements increased in speed and amplitude, each time completely engulfing my penis in her small opening, the overflowing juices flowing down my penis onto my scrotum and thighs.

"Mmm...so good..." my mother moaned excitedly, pressing down to kiss my mouth.

"Ah...good...I want it..." my mother said, arching her upper body backward, her body convulsing. At the same time, the fleshy hole that was gripping my penis contracted violently, writhing as if trying to suck it deeper.

I pressed my advantage, taking advantage of my mother's high spirits, and began my formal attack for the night. I lifted her two pink legs and began to thrust down, about two hundred times in a row. My mother grabbed my arms with both hands, constantly moaning and groaning, her calves trembling. With each wild thrust, my mother's eyes were filled with lust and she began to moan. Suddenly, my rapidly thrusting penis stopped. My mother opened her eyes, "What happened???" Her surprised expression showed extreme displeasure.

"Good son, why did you stop? Don't stop, hurry... Mom hasn't had her fill yet." Seeing my mother so aroused, how could I bear to stop? In a series of rapid thrusts, my mother's vagina kept overflowing with honey-like fluid, like a breached dam...

Part Four: The second time I had just enjoyed the bliss of the hotel

, it happened to be Mother's Day, so I secretly booked a room at the Kempinski Hotel again. I arrived at the hotel room early, changed my clothes, and quietly waited for my mother's arrival.

The moment the doorbell rang, my lust surged like a chemical reaction. With a quick, "Happy Mother's Day!" I picked her up, carried her to the bedroom, placed her on the bed, pulled down her panties, and spread her long, slender legs. Under my gaze, her pretty face flushed crimson, and nectar slowly oozed from her tender, red vulva.

"Ah...son, you...you shouldn't look, it's so embarrassing..." My mother tried to close her legs, but with my support, they parted even wider. Looking at my mother's youthful vulva, the beautiful sight intoxicated me. As my head approached her pubic hair and mons pubis, I smelled an alluring scent. "

Son, don't smell it, I haven't showered today, it's...it's dirty there," my mother moaned.

The lewd scent excited me even more. I brought my mouth close to her clitoris, extended my tongue, and gently licked her swollen clitoris before taking her two red labia into my mouth. My mother's buttocks bounced repeatedly, her breathing became rapid, and she unconsciously made "ah...ah..." sounds. My tongue lightly licked the entrance of her vagina, gradually advancing deeper inside.

The deeper I went, the hotter, smoother, and wetter my mother's vagina became, with fresh nectar constantly overflowing and flowing into my mouth. Perhaps because she hadn't showered all day, the scent of my mother's genitals was particularly strong. I slowly savored my mother's genitals, my tongue gently swirling inside her vagina.

"Ah...so good...no...no more licking..." Another thick stream of vaginal fluid surged into my mouth.

"Am I doing a good job?" I looked up and asked.

"Yes...very good...I've never felt so good before..." my mother replied.

"Did Dad lick you here?" I asked. My mother's face turned even redder, perhaps my question made her shy and excited. Her vaginal opening opened and closed repeatedly, and another thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina, flowing towards her pink anus.

“Lick…licked it…” Mom answered softly.

Gazing at Mom’s full, mature buttocks, her anus was small and delicate, pink in color, opening and closing with her vaginal opening. I gently pulled open the anus, which resembled a wild chrysanthemum, revealing the inner mucous membrane. As my nose approached, I smelled a faint scent of sweat. Because of Mom’s own vaginal fluid, the membrane glistened. When my tongue touched the inner membrane, Mom’s whole body began to tremble violently, reaching her first orgasm.

“Quickly…put it in…” Mom pleaded softly, her beautiful little vagina and anus displaying a wanton appearance due to the excessive fluid.

I guided my thick, hard penis into her tender, red vulva, thrusting in and out repeatedly. My mother's snow-white legs were wrapped around my waist, her round, jade-like buttocks swaying from side to side. As I penetrated, her two swollen, plump labia constantly stimulated the base of my penis. Each time I withdrew, a little bit of vaginal fluid came out. I felt my penis being surrounded by warm, moist flesh, the contracting, juicy vaginal walls giving me boundless pleasure.

I suckled on my mother's breast a few more times, then looked up and asked, "Mom, is my penis bigger, or Dad's?"

My mother blushed, and shyly punched me in the chest with her small fist, saying, "You're going to die, asking such an embarrassing question!"

Seeing my mother's shy appearance, my penis grew even harder. "You won't tell me, will you?" I said, pulling my penis out and then thrusting it in hard, each time like shooting a goal, hitting the very core of my mother's vagina, making my daughter-in-law tremble and unable to speak, only able to moan incoherently, "Ah...ah..." After a few thrusts, I stopped, smiling as I looked at her.

My mother's cheeks flushed with desire, and she said with satisfied eyes, "Ah...you...you're so naughty, you're making me unable to move."

I laughed and said, "Who told you not to say anything? If you hadn't said anything, I would have done it a few more times." As I said this, I pretended to insert it, but my mother hurriedly begged for mercy, saying, "No...no...I'll say it, okay? You...your...your is bigger." As she spoke, she covered her flushed face with her hands, and a little bit of juice flowed out of her little hole.

I started to gently thrust in and out again, and I did it forty or fifty times in a row. My mother was now covered in fine sweat, her cheeks were flushed, one of her legs was on my shoulder, and the other snow-white thigh was now raised high, wrapped around my waist, swaying back and forth with my thrusts.

"Ah...ouch...um..." I paused for a while and then started to thrust in and out with big, heavy thrusts, each time pulling my penis to the entrance of her vagina before thrusting it in again. My scrotum slapped against my mother's plump buttocks with a "slap slap" sound.

The mother could no longer contain her excitement. Waves of intense pleasure overwhelmed her, causing her to moan incessantly, her voice growing louder and her breathing heavier, occasionally letting out uncontrollable cries.

"Ah... um... yes... right there..." Each moan was accompanied by a long exhale, her face contorting as if in pain, yet also in pleasure.

I could only feel my mother's vagina contracting in waves. Each time I penetrated deeply, it felt like a tiny mouth was trying to engulf my glans. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed down her buttocks and onto the bed as my penis was withdrawn, soaking a large area. My mother's full breasts rippled like waves on her chest.

The next morning, my mother woke up to my caresses and couldn't help but snuggle into my arms again. My hand gently touched my mother's large buttocks, which were still smooth. When my fingers entered her cleft, I found it was still a vast expanse of water. I held my fingers up to my mother's face, and her pretty face flushed again. She said coquettishly, "It's all your fault! You're so naughty, you've got me all covered in this. You have to clean me up."

I picked my mother up and carried her into the bathtub… I lay in the bathtub, enjoying the comfort of the warm water. My mother stood up and looked down. Just as I was wondering what she was going to do, a stream of water suddenly gushed from between her legs, hitting my chest and lower abdomen. It was warm, and it washed away the foam on my body. It turned out she had urinated on me.

As Mom urinated, she moved her body, deliberately letting the urine fall on my erect penis, then moving it back and forth between my abdomen and chest until the force of the urine weakened. Then she squatted down, straddled my face, and pressed her wet vulva against my lips.

I couldn't help but open my mouth and stick out my tongue to lick the urine-smelling droplets. I couldn't help but put the urine I licked into my mouth and swallow it. Mom's breathing gradually became rapid, and her big buttocks kept twisting on my face. I also felt that the urine smell between Mom's legs gradually disappeared, and a faint sour smell unique to honey appeared. I couldn't help but press her down again, sending the hardest part of my body into the softest part of her body.

Since we had spent the whole night in passion, we arranged to go to the hotel swimming pool the next day to enjoy a free and easy swim. This was the result of a lot of effort I put into persuading my mother. At first, she absolutely refused, saying that dressing like that in broad daylight...

was really embarrassing. After much fuss, she finally reluctantly agreed, but she absolutely refused to wear a bikini. So, as a novice, I had to change her into a one-piece swimsuit. It was the first time I'd seen her in a swimsuit, and she looked absolutely stunning! She

had a wonderful afternoon rest and was full of energy. That evening, she indulged herself at a bar. My mother looked somewhat worldly that night. After a few days of getting used to things, she was clearly no longer worried about meeting acquaintances in this unfamiliar city. With her worries gone, she seemed to exude a certain air of sophistication that evening.

Before it got dark, we were chatting at the bar table in front of the bar. My mother, dressed in a red sleeveless dress, looked incredibly alluring. Looking at my mother's captivating beauty, a scene from a few days ago suddenly flashed through my mind…

A few nights ago, after my parents finished showering and went into the bedroom, even though there was a door between us, I could still hear them kissing. Soon after, I heard my mother moaning, “Mmm… mmm… ah… ah…” and the wet, smacking sounds of lovemaking, “splat, splat.”

A little while later, I heard my father whisper, “Can’t take it anymore, huh? You slut, I’ll fuck you… fuck you to death…”

My mother’s moans had turned into short, soft cries of “Ah… ah ah ah… ouch… ah…”

Soon, they both cried out “Ah… ah…” a few times and then fell silent.

A little while later, I heard Dad whisper to Mom, "Why does your pussy seem bigger than before?"

Mom whispered back, "How should I know? It's probably because your dick has shrunk!"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly laugh. Only Mom and I knew the answer: my big dick had made Mom's pussy looser. Actually, sometimes I wonder what made Mom so willing to succumb to this. Was it passion or my penis giving her the pleasure she dreamed of? Whatever the reason, Mom is now my secret lover...

How long can this relationship last? No one knows...

On the third day of our trip to Changsong Ridge, Mom and I were exhausted. Sigh, even playing is tiring... Is it because we've had too much sex that we're so weak? I wondered to myself. So, after a few days without intimacy, my mother and I

spent three days at Changsongling before heading towards the Jiangsu and Zhejiang region. Since we had to change trains, we took advantage of the break to take a taxi to Qianmen Square. Tiananmen Square is said to be crowded at any time, even on rainy days, with couples strolling there under umbrellas.

After a bumpy train journey of over ten hours, my mother and I finally arrived at our destination—West Lake in Zhejiang. Exhausted from the long journey, we had no interest in appreciating the scenery of West Lake; all we wanted was a good night's sleep.

When we woke up, it was already past ten o'clock at night. We ate something at the restaurant, then went back to our room to shower and watch TV. A modern drama, "Talented Woman, Handsome Man," was playing, and the actress Yu Na was incredibly beautiful. "How wonderful it would be if she were my girlfriend!"

I watched the show with my mother, and I noticed that she had become even more voluptuous after all these years of sexual activity. My hand slipped between my mother's legs, inside her pantyhose, and touched her soft, moist vulva. My fingers caressed her tender flesh, and her body went limp, her tongue moving in and out of my mouth.

"Look, it's so hard," I said, pulling her hand down to my genitals.

My mother's small hand stroked my hard, thick penis, then she suddenly bent down and took it into her mouth, rubbing it back and forth between her lips, her tongue licking the glans. Having not ejaculated for days, my penis was painfully swollen, and the attack from my mother's mouth made it even harder and thicker.

"Ah...no...stop licking...I'm about to cum..." The intense stimulation made me moan involuntarily, pleasure coursing through my body, the tightness of her mouth making me want to ejaculate.

Reluctantly, my mother released my penis, the saliva on her tongue mixing with the saliva on my penis, forming a long, sticky stream. I had Mom hold onto the dining table with both hands, her round, pert buttocks sticking up high. I stood behind her and lifted her skirt.

The stockings she was wearing had lace trim at the hem, which looked incredibly sexy against her fair skin. She wore white silk panties, with a few long pubic hairs peeking out from the sides. The center of her panties was already wet.

I pulled down her panties, fondled her round, white buttocks for a while, then, with one hand on my thick, hard penis, I aimed it at her already parted vulva and thrust it inside. "Ah…" Mom let out a soft cry.

I didn't say anything and began to thrust repeatedly. Gradually, the sounds of "splashing, splashing" and my body hitting her buttocks echoed from her lower body.

My mother's breathing grew heavier, her lips slightly parted. I felt her vaginal opening contract tightly a few times, pressing against my penis. I quickly thrust a few more times, shuddered, and lay motionless on her back. After a

while, with a "plop!" I pulled out my wet penis, and a stream of milky white semen flowed from between my mother's slightly swollen labia, trickling down her fair thighs and wetting her white stockings. It took my mother a long

time to recover from her orgasm. She wiped the semen from her lower body and legs, straightened her clothes, and said coquettishly, "You little pervert, instead of watching TV properly, you're always thinking about how to torment me."

"Mom, haven't I been fucking you for a few days? My little brother has been so hard these past few days, I just want to fuck you whenever I see you. I can't help it, Mom is so tempting." "

You, you're so sweet-talking, heh... good son, after you finish watching TV, Mom will let you have some fun..." My mother looked slutty.

Part Five: Changing Lovers

As soon as we returned to our hometown, Mom immediately reverted to her former virtuous and loving motherly self. Thinking about this change, I felt genuinely gratified by her sacrifices for me. A mother's love is the greatest and most all-encompassing love. The day before the wedding, Mom changed back into her former demure attire and invited me for a walk in the park. Our five-year relationship had come to an end, transforming me into her secret lover.

That evening, Mom actively responded, dancing passionately. When everything quieted down, I noticed tears streaming down her face. I knew she was heartbroken, reluctant to let go of our five-year relationship.

For over seven months after the wedding, Mom and I didn't meet secretly. Every time I saw her, I felt an urge to be intimate with her, but Mom would always push me away: "Son, you're married now. You can't do this anymore." Mom gave me the same answer countless times.

On Mother's Day in 2008, when my mother rejected me again for the same reason, I pounced on her, tore her clothes, and kissed her lips passionately. I held her tightly, not giving her a moment to breathe. My passion was reignited in her, and one of her small hands reached into my crotch, gripping my penis tightly. As dawn

broke and the morning light streamed through the window, I held my mother in my arms on the bed, thrusting again and again. My mother experienced three orgasms in a row, leaving her drenched in sweat and breathless. When everything calmed down…

my mother said to me, “You are so filial!…” To me, this was undoubtedly the most beautiful and best praise.

"Son, now that you're married, I wanted to end our past affair, but I can't let go. Lately, I've been struggling internally, my thoughts are racing. I've already betrayed my husband..."

"Mom, don't say anymore. I want you. Our love is pure and beautiful. I love you, and I want you to experience the most direct love, both mentally and physically. I've always been fascinated by everything about you. Even now that I'm married, I still long for our love to grow stronger with time..."

Tears welled in my mother's eyes, soaking the pillowcase. I picked her up, kissed away her tears, and led her to the bathroom. After a lovely swim, my mother called out, "Son, my little husband..." This affectionate address filled me with immense excitement. I picked her up again, and this time...

my mother cried again. "Son, there's something I've never told you, but now I want you to know."

"What is it, Mom? Tell me..."

"Son, actually, I was pregnant with your child..." My mother's tears flowed again. "But, I..."

"Mom, I understand everything, you don't need to say anything." I hugged my mother tightly, my hand caressing her lower abdomen, and we kissed passionately...

The pent-up sexual desire erupted, and my mother cooperated by twisting her waist and moaning. My eyes were only focused on making my mother happy. Before I knew it, my mother had ejaculated three times. After I thrust wildly hundreds of times, my mother became excited and lost control of her bladder, her legs trembling wildly as she fainted... Taking

advantage of this opportunity, I secretly took some tools and shaved off my mother's pubic hair. I just wanted to give her vagina a new look. After I finished, looking at my mother's smooth genitals, I couldn't help but stick out my tongue and lick it for a while. When my mother woke up and discovered what had happened, she kept saying how ugly it was.

"Mom, you don't know how beautiful it is like this, it's so sexy. Anyway, it will grow back, don't be nervous. I just want to know what my vagina looks like without hair."

"What does it look like? Are you satisfied now!..." My mother said as she closed her legs, not letting me see.

"Mom, don't do this! It's really beautiful, really, I love it!"

"Hmm, if you like it, that's good. Hehe, you little pervert, Mom will die in your hands sooner or later..."

Laughing, I spread her legs again, grabbed my penis, and started making love with Mom again, making her feel incredibly wet and sweaty. Mom's dry tinder was finally completely ignited today...

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