Absurd Dad and Pretty Mom

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-23

My father
was thirty-six when he met my mother. At the time, he was a basketball coach at her school. My mother, who was 180 cm tall, was the star player of the school's girls' basketball team. She was innocent, lively, beautiful, and generous. My father, seeing an opportunity, took advantage of his position as a coach and got her pregnant. My grandfather initially insisted on suing my father, but after some twists and turns, my mother, only seventeen years old, finally married my father, who was 19 years older than her and 10 cm shorter. I was born the following year.

When I was two years old, at my father's urging, my mother put on her jersey again and continued playing basketball. Because of her agility and exceptional skills, she was selected for the national team. My mother played until she was twenty-eight years old before being transferred to a state-owned enterprise. My father, through connections, transferred to a top-tier team and continued coaching.

I always admired my mother. When I was little, whenever a basketball game was broadcast on TV, I would always watch intently in front of the TV and cheer for her. After her transfer, my mother dressed smartly every day and took me to school. My classmates envied me for having such a tall and beautiful mother.

After entering middle school, I gradually learned about matters between men and women, and my admiration for my mother grew even stronger. My mother had full, well-proportioned muscles and a curvaceous figure. Most remarkably, she had fair skin and a beautiful face, making her look sexy, beautiful, and superior—almost like an Eastern Venus.

Inevitably, I began to develop an interest in my mother's body, and I also unintentionally witnessed my parents making love. I discovered that my mother had a very strong sex drive, and my father seemed no match for her.

I had heard my mother complain to my father more than once: "Why so fast? I'm not done yet! Ugh! Hurry up and do it again! I'm so uncomfortable!"

That summer when I was 15, something unimaginable happened. Here's what happened:

One night I got up to use the bathroom, and my dad was in there too. I don't know why he didn't use the bathroom in his bedroom. I was going to wait for him to finish before I peed, but he said, "What are you afraid of? Let's compare our penises together!"

He carefully examined my genitals and exclaimed, "Like father, like son! I never imagined your penis had grown so big!"

I was a little embarrassed, but my dad, being a bit of a gossip, didn't care at all. He laughed and said, "Never been with a woman before, have you? Want to see for yourself?"

I said shyly, "Dad! How could you

say that..." He slapped me and said, "Don't be so pathetic! Come on! Look closely..."

He left the door ajar and told me to peek through it. Then he turned on the bedside lamp, climbed onto the bed, and started groping my sleeping mother.

Mom gradually became aroused, and she mumbled incoherently, "What are you doing! I'm warning you... if you don't make me feel good, I'm not finished with you!"

Dad tore off Mom's nightgown and mini lace panties, launching a full-scale attack; he rubbed Mom's full breasts, licked her vulva fiercely, and Mom's white, tender buttocks began to sway, her long, beautiful legs instantly arching onto Dad's shoulders.

Wanting to show off in front of me, Dad put all his strength into his thrusts, and Mom, under Dad's relentless assault, cried out in ecstasy, "You devil! How come you're so good today?... Hmm... Oh... Good... Good... That's it... Faster... Faster, harder... Hmm... So good... Oh..."

Mom's snow-white, full body, and her seductive moans, fueled my lust. Unable to resist any longer, I disregarded the possibility of Mom discovering me and quietly climbed to their bedside.

At this moment, Mom seemed to have reached a crucial juncture. She lowered her raised legs, bracing her feet on the bed, and thrust upwards with all her might. The force was so great that it lifted Dad, who was on top of her, off the bed. She frantically pumped her hips, shouting passionately, "Faster... harder! Don't stop... mmm! A little deeper... ouch... harder... ah..."

Her snow-white breasts swayed up and down, her dark pubic hair soaked and tangled with her juices. Dad's penis thrust rapidly in and out, causing her bright red labia to flip in and out. Their intense movements created a gust of wind, and I smelled the unique scent of intercourse.

Watching my parents' lovemaking so closely, I was incredibly excited. I tiptoed back to the bathroom, grabbed my penis, and began masturbating violently.

Not long after I came out of the bathroom, they finished too. Mom probably thought I was already asleep, so she and Dad went into the bathroom naked to wash up. I heard Mom muttering under her breath, "You rascal, what's going on? Waking me up in the middle of the night, and it was just once…"

It sounded like Mom was aroused and wanted Dad to try again, but Dad was unsatisfied and failed.

Actually, it's not surprising; Dad is 52 years old, and satisfying Mom, who is 33 and in her prime, is quite difficult. After Mom finished washing up, she went back to bed and fell asleep soon after. Dad then strolled into my room.

"How was it? Enjoyed it? Why did you leave halfway through?"

"I needed to pee, I went to pee…"

"Heh… couldn't hold it in, so you went to masturbate, didn't you?" "

Dad teased me for a while, then started bragging about his romantic history. He said that before he met Mom, he had been with at least a hundred women, and he had made each one completely submissive. He could easily have sex seven or eight times a night.

Seeing how far-fetched his boasting was, I asked skeptically, 'I heard Mom grumbling and complaining earlier, it didn't seem like Dad was that good…'

Dad paused for a moment, then said without changing his expression, 'Ha! So you heard that… Actually, it's not hard to handle your mother, it's just that I played around too much when I was young, so now I'm not as strong… Hehe! If it were a few years ago… I guarantee your mother would be begging for mercy…'

He rambled on for a while, then suddenly his face became serious.

'Guoqiang! You're not young anymore. This is a man-to-man conversation, so you need to listen carefully. Dad is going to Singapore in a few days, and I'll be gone for a year or two. Your mother is young, beautiful, and doesn't have much of a mind of her own. At her age…'" "Sexual activity is at its peak right now... Dad's not home... You'd better keep a close eye on your mother... If it's really necessary... you might as well take care of your mother in Dad's place..."

Seeing my stunned expression, he waved his hand and said, "Don't rush! Listen to me. Your mother is usually well-behaved, but if she holds back for too long, she's prone to problems. There are several guys outside who are eyeing your mother... Think about it, rather than letting outsiders benefit, it's better for you to take care of her... Don't worry, she had a tubal ligation a long time ago for convenience when playing ball, she won't get pregnant..."

I looked at my father in disbelief and said, "Dad! She's my mother!"

Who knew that my father would come up with another twisted logic: "So what if she's your mother? Can't your mother have physical needs? At your age, it's the time when you're thinking about women. Tell me honestly, your mother is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her? Okay! Stop pretending!" "…Think about it carefully… It would be a perfect solution: I could be filial to your mother, prevent your father from being cuckolded, avoid pregnancy, and prevent STDs. It's a dream come true… If I were you, I'd be ecstatic…"

Dad really was going to Singapore. The night before he left, he made me hide outside the bedroom and spy on him and Mom making love.

They were naked, embracing and whispering. Mom said resentfully, "You're gone for two years! Am I going to be a widow? I don't care! You're settling the score today!"

Dad, while touching Mom's buttocks, chuckled wickedly, "Even if I'm not home, the country is!"

Mom spat, "What nonsense are you talking about! You're so annoying!"

Dad chuckled slyly, "I saw Guoqiang's dick the other day, it's weird! It's so thick and big, hehe... If he were to come and serve you, that would be so exciting!"

Mom seemed a little angry, she snapped, "Why are you always so indecent? Making jokes about your son?"
Dad's fingers slid down Mom's fair buttocks and into her vagina, and Mom let out a soft moan. Then Dad started spouting nonsense again.

"Don't you love Guoqiang? Incest between mother and son has existed throughout history and across cultures. The reason it's forbidden is mainly based on eugenics. You've already had your tubal ligation done, so you won't get pregnant. What are you afraid of?

You have such a strong sex drive, you want it every day. If you don't let Guoqiang be filial to you, do you want to die of suffocation, or do you want me to be cuckolded?

Haven't you noticed?

Guoqiang has been secretly looking at your thighs, buttocks, breasts lately... hehe... he's already pubic hair, and he's probably having all sorts of fantasies about you too... think about it, he's young and strong, and you raised him since he was a baby... hehe... what do you need him for? He'll just listen to you obediently. He's too happy to wait... a young, big penis... a mature, cunt... wow... how beautiful that is!..."

As he spoke, he fiddled with his mother's vulva. His mother's breathing became increasingly rapid, and her body twisted and turned, seemingly aroused by her father's twisted logic.

A moment later, Dad said, "Now close your eyes and imagine: pretend I'm not home, you really want it, you're masturbating, but Guoqiang finds out, he can't resist pushing you down... and he's about to fuck you..."

At this moment, an indescribable lustful look appeared on Mom's face. She spread her legs wide, eagerly reaching for Dad's penis, clearly already burning with desire and unable to restrain herself.

Dad then asked in a low voice, "Mom! How is it? You want it, don't you?"

Hearing the word 'Mom,' Mom's body suddenly trembled, she gave a coquettish 'hmm,' and then her buttocks thrust upwards, swallowing Dad's penis into her body.

I really admired Dad now. He had subtly instilled incestuous thoughts into Mom, clearly paving the way for my future! I originally had no impure thoughts about Mom, but under Dad's repeated instigation, I was really eager to try it out.

It was summer, and the weather was hot. My mother and I dressed quite casually at home. I often went shirtless, wearing only shorts, while my mother wore shorts and a tank top, or just a thin nightgown, revealing her voluptuous figure.

I was already 183 cm tall but weighed only 63 kg, a tall and thin, typical teenage build. However, my penis was large and well-developed, standing about 17-18 cm erect.

That evening, after having dinner at a nearby restaurant, my mother and I rushed home to watch the Asian Cup Women's Basketball Tournament on TV. My mother, who had just showered, was wearing a thin, strapless nightgown. Her high, firm breasts, without a bra, strained against the fabric. She propped her legs up on the coffee table, intently watching the game.

Ever since my father instilled distorted parenting methods in me, wicked thoughts had begun to grow within me. Seeing my mother so lightly dressed and unguarded, I couldn't resist the urge to peep at her.

My mother, a former athlete, is 33 years old, but she has a slender, well-proportioned figure, with not an ounce of excess fat.

Since she switched jobs to a state-owned enterprise, she, like many working women, has started paying attention to beauty and skincare, which has added a touch of feminine gentleness to her already strong curves.

Her long, shapely legs, propped up on the coffee table, are full, rounded, smooth, and delicate; her feet, worn from years of playing on the court, are large but well-proportioned and beautiful.

To peek under her robe, I deliberately sat on the floor to her left, so that with a slight turn of my head, I could see her entire fair thigh and the small yellow lace thong between her legs.

"Why are you sitting on the floor? Why aren't you sitting on the sofa?"

"It's too hot on the sofa! The floor is cooler!"

The Chinese team won the game by a large margin, and my mother, still wanting more after watching the broadcast, grabbed a basketball and asked me to play a game with her in the living room.

Because the living room was small and we didn't want to disturb the neighbors, Mom set her own rules: no dribbling, only dodging with the ball. With

the basketball in her hands, Mom became incredibly energetic, swaying left and right, making it impossible for me to even touch the ball. Then, with a feint, she dodged past me, and in my haste, I lunged forward, only to grab her large, braless breasts under her robe.

Wow! They were so smooth, soft, plump, and round—the feel was amazing! Mom probably had this experience from practicing basketball before; she laughed nonchalantly, "You're using Mom's breasts as a basketball? Come on! You take the ball, Mom's going to steal it!"

After ten minutes of playing, Mom emerged victorious, overjoyed, her breasts bouncing up and down, while I was ecstatically touching them, burning with desire.

It turned out Mom was agile; I kept misjudging and missing the ball. I either grabbed her full breasts, touched her perfectly firm buttocks, or bumped into her.

This series of physical touches aroused me and triggered a physiological reaction; my lower body instantly became erect, bulging my shorts high.

Afraid my mother would notice and feel embarrassed, I turned around and bent over, saying, "Mom! I don't want to play anymore!"

My mother, caught up in the fun, couldn't help but complain when I said I didn't want to play anymore, "Wasn't it fun? Why don't you want to play?"

"Mom! You're a national basketball player, how can I beat you? How about we play wrestling? Mom definitely can't beat me!" "

Hmph! So pathetic, you can't just give up because you can't win? Look at your physique, even in wrestling, Mom might not lose to you!"

My mother, provoked, actually wanted to play wrestling with me. I said the living room floor was hard, and I might get hurt if I fell. If we really wanted to play, we should play by the bed, so even if I fell, I could fall onto the bed and wouldn't get hurt.

Seeing that I made sense, my mother, without saying a word, pulled me to the double bed in her bedroom to play wrestling.

She was fiercely competitive and tried desperately to throw me down. To save face, I refused to lose again. Mother and son tugged and clung to each other until one of us stumbled and fell onto the bed.

My mother insisted I surrender, pressing down on me and refusing to get up. Of course, I resisted and struggled fiercely. In the chaos, I clung tightly to my mother, and she pressed down on me, preventing me from getting up.

Suddenly, a subtle atmosphere rose between us. Beneath my mother's soft, smooth body, I became aroused again. My hard, thick penis pressed tightly against my mother's soft abdomen, and her large, full breasts pressed tightly against my chest. All movement paused temporarily, and only our heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, my mother softly asked, "Do you want to surrender?"

I said no. My mother said, "If you don't surrender, I won't let you get up."

I felt incredibly good at that moment and didn't want to get up at all; I just instinctively rubbed my penis against my mother's soft abdomen.

Mom realized something was wrong. She wanted me to let go and help her up, but I countered by demanding she surrender. My competitive mother, of course, refused, so we remained locked in a tense standoff, embracing each other.

Suddenly, Dad's words rang in my ears: "Your mother is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her?…If it's really necessary…you might as well take Dad's place…and be filial to your mother…Don't worry, your mother has already had a tubal ligation, she won't get pregnant…"

As if possessed, I began to caress Mom's full, round, soft, and white buttocks.

Mom panicked. She yelled, "What are you doing? Let go!"

I said, "Mom won't surrender, I won't let go!"

Now she was furious, and angrily shouted, "Don't even dream about it!"

She immediately began to struggle violently. Her struggle only fueled my lust, and I intensified my attack, reaching my hand inside her robe to caress her smooth thighs and occasionally groping her full vulva.

*Slap! Slap!* Two stinging slaps left me dizzy and disoriented. In pain, I loosened my grip, and my mother seized the opportunity to get up.

I panicked, rushing forward to grab her and pull her back onto the bed.

What followed was a life-or-death struggle! My mother's strength was beyond imagination; she beat me black and blue, and kicked me off the bed several times. But I was also red-eyed with rage, stubbornly refusing to back down; finally, we were both exhausted.

My mother was completely naked, lying on the bed panting heavily. Her nightgown and mini thong were torn and ripped off. I, on the other hand, sat naked on the floor, my body covered in scratches from fingernails; the ferocity of the battle was evident.

My mother had been punching, kicking, and scratching me mercilessly, leaving me covered in wounds and a pitiful sight. But my attacks on my mother were limited to gentle pushes, pulls, and tugs, leaving her fair and tender skin unharmed.

After resting for a while, I stood up, but my mother was still lying on the bed, panting. Her full breasts heaved, and her fair skin was glistening with sweat. At that sight, I couldn't help but become aroused again.

When she saw me walking towards her with my erect penis, she hurriedly kicked out, but she was already at her limit, and I easily caught her right leg as she kicked.

Wow! My 180cm tall mother's leg was quite heavy! Heavy, solid, soft, and smooth, ha! Holding her in my arms felt so good! In the blink of an eye, seeing her right leg captured, Mom kicked out with her left. Seeing the overwhelming force, I knew I couldn't catch her, so I quickly ducked down.

Coincidentally, I landed right between Mom's legs, her delicate, hairy vulva, mature and full, slightly open, so close to my eyes.

Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, licking the pink slit.

Mom suddenly shuddered, cried out, and tried to kick me again. But I was off the bed, my head buried between her legs, her long legs were useless.

There was a faint, slightly musky smell between Mom's legs, the salty and astringent taste exciting me. The more I licked, the more energetic I became, and Mom's resistance gradually faded. This was partly because she was exhausted, and partly because she felt good.

More and more vaginal fluid seeped from my mother's lower body, and her soft thighs closed, clamping my head between them. She moaned intermittently, "No...you...stop it...ouch...um...um..."

Suddenly, her hands reached out and grabbed my ears. I was startled, afraid she would pull hard and tear my ears off; but she only slowly increased the force, gradually pulling me towards her.

Soon, I was completely pulled onto my mother, her eyes watery, her cheeks flushed, and her hands gripping my ears slowly increasing the pressure.

She said with lustful desire, "If you don't surrender...Mom...will...eat you..."

I was now face to face with her, almost cheek to cheek. I thought: I'll shut your mouth first, let's see how you eat me then? Ignoring the pain in my ears, I lowered my head and kissed my mother, silencing her.

Mom struggled to turn her head, making muffled noises, and released her hands from my ears, trying to push me away; but I held her head tightly with my arms, and her hands were blocked by my arms, so she couldn't exert any force.

Having never kissed before, I only knew to open my mouth and seal Mom's lips; as for how to derive pleasure from it, I had absolutely no idea.

Suddenly, a soft, fragrant tongue entered my mouth and began to swirl around. The feeling was wonderful and warm, and I couldn't help but greedily suck on it.

Mom's soft, fragrant tongue was agile and mischievous, sometimes circling between my teeth, sometimes wrapping around my tongue and licking it; like playing basketball, my oral battle was once again a complete defeat, utterly manipulated by Mom.

Mom, her desire now burning, began to take the initiative; perhaps the ideas Dad had instilled in her were taking effect!

She flattened her feet on the bed, reached out and groped for my penis, grasped it, and immediately aimed it at her wet vulva. With a thrust of her hips, my thick penis was completely swallowed by her.

With a satisfied sigh, her round, powerful buttocks began to rise and fall rapidly. My mother, who had been exhausted just moments before, miraculously became energetic again.

My mother's warm, wet vagina writhed incessantly, and in less than a minute, I couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate.

My mother seemed to sense this; she arched her back and twisted her hips, desperately squeezing my penis and thrusting, hysterically moaning, "Just a little longer... just a little longer... ah!" But how could I, a novice in lovemaking, hold back?

A spasm rippled through me, and my penis, deep inside my mother, ejaculated powerfully, wave after wave of hot semen causing my mother to tremble. My penis remained erect, and with the overflowing semen, I reluctantly slid it out of my mother's body.

My mother lay quietly with her eyes closed and

brows furrowed, a look of unfulfilled desire and sorrow on her face; I, filled with regret and shame, suddenly understood that this was the greatest tragedy for a man. A moment later, my mother rolled over onto her stomach, raised her white, tender buttocks, and gently swayed them towards me; her bright red vagina still dripped with semen, and that lascivious, seductive posture made my penis even harder, throbbing slightly.
I couldn't wait to mount her, but my mother turned around and pushed me back down on the bed.

She whispered shyly, "…Don't move…Let…Mom……on top…."

She straddled me with her back to me, her white, tender buttocks lifting and pressing upwards, easily taking my penis in completely.

Overwhelmed by lust, Mom became wanton, twisting and swaying, moaning and crying out, rotating and thrusting, rubbing and squeezing; my penis felt like it was entering a washing machine made of tender flesh, the pleasure and stimulation were indescribable.

Mom's climax finally arrived, her whole body trembling violently, her buttocks rubbing incessantly, she cried out in a trembling voice: "Get up... hold me... quickly... kiss my earlobe... rub my nipples... harder... faster... harder... oh... ya... I can't... take it anymore... oh... I'm coming... I'm coming... yay..."

I hurriedly raised myself up, hugged Mom tightly from behind, and did as she said, rubbing her nipples and kissing her earlobe.

As she whimpered and convulsed on top of me, panting heavily, I reached out and embraced her breasts, vigorously kneading her firm breasts and hard nipples. This further aroused my mother, and I thrust wildly.

Watching my large penis go in and out of my mother's vagina, the pleasure from my earlier orgasm gradually surged back—a sensation that was itchy, numb, and tingling, truly unforgettable. I knew I was about to ejaculate again, but I increased my speed, thrusting back and forth about fifty or sixty more times before finally ejaculating again, shooting into my mother's flower core. I continued thrusting for several dozen more times, prolonging the pleasure of ejaculation, before slowly withdrawing my still-hard penis from her vagina and lying exhausted on the bed.

We hugged and rested for a while. Then Mom called out, "Guoqiang, let's go take a shower. Look at all the sweat on you."

"You too, hehe, look at your little hole!" Because I had ejaculated a large amount of semen into Mom's vagina, it couldn't hold it all, and now it was flowing out mixed with her juices.

"You're so naughty, you're bullying Mom! I'm not coming anymore!" Mom said like a spoiled little girl.

I picked up my mother and kissed her passionately. Looking at her naked body in my arms, my penis instantly became erect again, pressing against her full buttocks as if in silent protest. We went to the inner room of my mother's bedroom... the bathroom, put her in the bathtub, filled it with water, and I stepped into the tub as well, taking a bath together.

I washed her soft, white breasts and her alluring pink vulva. She rubbed me with shower gel, scrubbed my back, and washed my penis. My penis, caressed by her soft, smooth hands, immediately became as hard as an iron rod. She held it in surprise with both hands, revealing a large portion of it.

"Wow, so hot, so long, so thick, and it's still throbbing."

Her actions aroused me greatly, and I suggested, "Mom, have you ever been fucked from behind by Dad?"
"No, think about it. Every time your dad asks me to do this position for him, I deliberately refuse. Guoqiang… if you want, Mom can do this position for you, but you have to be gentle!"

"Mom, you're so good…" I laughed happily.

Mom lathered my penis with soap, turned around, and, holding onto the bathtub railing, raised her beautiful buttocks high, revealing her full, hairy vulva. Her vagina was slightly open, and her vaginal fluid was already slowly flowing out, glistening in the soft light, very alluring.

"Come on… Guoqiang…" Mom said in a seductive, soft voice.

I walked behind her, lifted my penis, and gently rubbed it against the entrance for a while before slowly probing deeper into her vulva. "Oh… wow… so… comfortable…"

“Gently…slowly come in, oh…it feels so full, but so good…” Mom responded. After her full vulva swallowed my entire penis, I began to gently thrust in and out. Mom was already moaning “Oh…oh…uh…woo…” endlessly. As I reached my climax, I increased the force, thrusting and pumping wildly, penetrating, rotating, and turning, making Mom drenched in sweat: “Oh…uh…good…so good…so tingly…so numb…darling…good son.” …Oh…it feels so good…it’s a completely different feeling…harder…forceful…oh…so beautiful…so good…”

I thrust my body forward to penetrate deeper, all the way in each time, then rotate my penis left and right against her clitoris before quickly withdrawing it to the edge of her labia, keeping the glans from leaving the vaginal opening, and then quickly inserting it again, from slow to fast, making my mother moan loudly (thankfully, the rooms in the house are almost completely enclosed, and there are soundproof windows), and she experienced one orgasm after another.
After a considerable pause in thrusting, I could no longer hold back. My penis made its final thrust, and finally, like a volcanic eruption, I ejaculated profusely, my milky white semen shooting directly into my mother's uterus. My whole body went limp…

After several encounters, both my mother and I were exhausted. I picked her up, carried her into the bedroom, lay down on the big bed, and we embraced and fell asleep. We made love a few more times in the middle of the night, and my mother climaxed several more times. Finally, we slept until 8 a.m. the next day. That night, my mother and I made love four times, and I ejaculated four times, all inside her.

From then on, whenever my mother and I had free time, we made love passionately, living like husband and wife. My mother also came up with all sorts of novel and exciting ways to play various sex games with me, enjoying the wonderful pleasure of physical intimacy!

My father was thirty-six years old when he met my mother. At that time, he was a basketball coach at my mother's school. My mother, who is 180 cm tall, was the star player of the school's girls' basketball team. She was innocent, lively, beautiful, and generous. My father, seeing an opportunity, took advantage of his position as coach and got her pregnant. My grandfather initially insisted on suing my father, but after some twists and turns, my mother, only seventeen years old, finally married my father, who was 19 years older than her and 10 cm shorter. I was born the following year.

When I was two, at my father's urging, my mother put on her jersey again and continued playing basketball. Because of her agility and exceptional skills, she was selected for the national team. My mother played until she was twenty-eight before being transferred to a state-owned enterprise, while my father, through connections, transferred to a top-tier team to continue coaching.

I always admired my mother. When I was little, whenever a basketball game was broadcast on TV, I would always watch intently and cheer for her. After her transfer, my mother dressed smartly every day and took me to school. My classmates envied me for having such a tall and beautiful mother.

After entering middle school, I gradually understood matters between men and women, and my admiration for my mother only increased. My mother had full, well-proportioned muscles and a curvaceous figure. Most remarkably, she had fair skin and a beautiful face, making her look sexy, stunning, and superior – practically an Eastern Venus.

Inevitably, I began to develop an interest in my mother's body, and I also unintentionally witnessed my parents making love. I discovered that my mother had a very strong sex drive, and my father seemed no match for her.

I heard my mother complain to my father more than once: "Why so fast? I'm not done yet! Ugh! Hurry up and do it again! I'm so uncomfortable!"

That summer when I was 15, something unimaginable happened. Here's what happened:

One night I got up to use the bathroom, and my dad was in there too. I don't know why he didn't use the bathroom in his bedroom. I was going to wait for him to finish before I peed, but he said, "What are you afraid of? Let's compare our penises together!"

He carefully examined my genitals and exclaimed, "Like father, like son! I never imagined your penis had grown so big!"

I was a little embarrassed, but my dad, being a bit of a gossip, didn't care at all. He laughed and said, "Never been with a woman before, have you? Want to see for yourself?"

I said shyly, "Dad! How could you

say that..." He slapped me and said, "Don't be so pathetic! Come on! Look closely..."

He left the door ajar and told me to peek through it. Then he turned on the bedside lamp, climbed onto the bed, and started groping my sleeping mother.

Mom gradually became aroused, and she mumbled incoherently, "What are you doing! I'm warning you... if you don't make me feel good, I'm not finished with you!"

Dad tore off Mom's nightgown and mini lace panties, launching a full-scale attack; he rubbed Mom's full breasts, licked her vulva fiercely, and Mom's white, tender buttocks began to sway, her long, beautiful legs instantly arching onto Dad's shoulders.

Wanting to show off in front of me, Dad put all his strength into his thrusts, and Mom, under Dad's relentless assault, cried out in ecstasy, "You devil! How come you're so good today?... Hmm... Oh... Good... Good... That's it... Faster... Faster, harder... Hmm... So good... Oh..."

Mom's snow-white, full body, and her seductive moans, fueled my lust. Unable to resist any longer, I disregarded the possibility of Mom discovering me and quietly climbed to their bedside.

At this moment, Mom seemed to have reached a crucial juncture. She lowered her raised legs, bracing her feet on the bed, and thrust upwards with all her might. The force was so great that it lifted Dad, who was on top of her, off the bed. She frantically pumped her hips, shouting passionately, "Faster... harder! Don't stop... mmm! A little deeper... ouch... harder... ah..."

Her snow-white breasts swayed up and down, her dark pubic hair soaked and tangled with her juices. Dad's penis thrust rapidly in and out, causing her bright red labia to flip in and out. Their intense movements created a gust of wind, and I smelled the unique scent of intercourse.

Watching my parents' lovemaking so closely, I was incredibly excited. I tiptoed back to the bathroom, grabbed my penis, and began masturbating violently.

Not long after I came out of the bathroom, they finished too. Mom probably thought I was already asleep, so she and Dad went into the bathroom naked to wash up. I heard Mom mutter a complaint: "You rascal, what are you doing? Waking me up in the middle of the night, just for once..."

It sounded like Mom was in the mood and wanted Dad to try again, but Dad was too weak and failed.

Actually, this wasn't surprising; at 52, Dad was getting on in years, and satisfying a 33-year-old mom in her prime was quite a challenge. Mom finished washing up and went back to bed, falling asleep quickly. Dad then strolled into my room.

"How was it? Enjoyed it? Why did you leave halfway through?"

"I needed to pee..."

"Heh... couldn't hold it in, went to masturbate, huh?"

Dad teased me for a while, then started boasting about his womanizing history; he said that before meeting Mom, he'd had at least a hundred women, each one completely submissive to him, and he could easily have sex seven or eight times a night.

Seeing that his boasting was far too exaggerated, I asked with some skepticism, "I just heard Mom grumbling and complaining, and it didn't seem like Dad was that powerful...?"

Dad paused for a moment, then said without changing his expression, "Ha! So you heard that... Actually, it's not hard to handle your mom, it's just that Dad played too hard when he was young, so he's not as strong as he used to be... Hehe! If it were a few years ago... I guarantee your mom would be begging for mercy..."

He boasted for a while longer, then suddenly his face became serious.

“Guoqiang! You’re not a kid anymore. This is a man-to-man conversation, so you need to listen carefully. Dad’s going to Singapore in a few days, and he’ll be gone for a year or two. Your mother is young, beautiful, and simple-minded. At her age, her sex life is at its peak… While Dad’s not home… you need to keep a close eye on your mother… If it really comes to it… you might as well take care of her in Dad’s place…”

Seeing my stunned expression, he waved his hand and said, “Don’t rush! Listen to me. Your mother is usually well-behaved, but if she’s been holding back for too long, she’s prone to problems. There are several guys outside who are eyeing your mother… Think about it, rather than letting outsiders benefit, it’s better for you to take care of her… Don’t worry, she…” "She's already had a tubal ligation for convenience while playing ball, so she won't get pregnant..."

I looked at my father in disbelief and said, "Dad! She's my mother!"

But my father then spouted another twisted logic: "So what if she's your mother? Doesn't your mother have physical needs? At your age, it's the time you're thinking about women. Tell me honestly, your mother is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her? Okay! Stop pretending! ... Think about it carefully... You can be filial to your mother, prevent your father from being cuckolded, avoid pregnancy, and avoid STDs. This is a dream come true... If I were you, I'd be ecstatic..."

My father was really going to Singapore. The night before he left, he made me hide outside the bedroom and spy on him and my mother having sex.

The two, naked, huddled together whispering. The mother said resentfully, "You're gone for two years! Am I going to live like a widow? I don't care! You're settling all your scores today!"

The father, while touching the mother's buttocks, chuckled wickedly, "Guoqiang is here while I'm gone!"

The mother spat, "What nonsense are you spouting! You're so annoying!"

The father grinned mischievously, "I saw Guoqiang's penis the other day, it was weird! So thick and big, hehe… If he were to come and serve you, that would be so exciting!"

The mother seemed a little angry. She snapped, "Why are you always so indecent? Making fun of your son?"
The father's fingers slid down the mother's white, tender buttocks, reaching into her vagina. The mother let out a soft moan, and then the father continued his twisted logic.

"Don't you love Guoqiang? Incest between mother and son has existed throughout history and across cultures. The reason it's forbidden is mainly based on eugenics. You've already had your tubal ligation done, so you won't get pregnant. What are you afraid of?

You have such a strong sex drive, you want it every day. If you don't let Guoqiang be filial to you, do you want to die of suffocation, or do you want me to be cuckolded?

Haven't you noticed?

Guoqiang has been secretly looking at your thighs, buttocks, breasts lately... hehe... he's already pubic hair, and he's probably having all sorts of fantasies about you too... think about it, he's young and strong, and you raised him since he was a baby... hehe... what do you need him for? He'll just listen to you obediently. He's too happy to wait... a young, big penis... a mature, cunt... wow... how beautiful that is!..."

As he spoke, he fiddled with his mother's vulva. His mother's breathing became increasingly rapid, and her body twisted and turned, seemingly aroused by her father's twisted logic.

A moment later, Dad said, "Now close your eyes and imagine: pretend I'm not home, you really want it, you're masturbating, but Guoqiang finds out, he can't resist pushing you down... and he's about to fuck you..."

At this moment, an indescribable lustful look appeared on Mom's face. She spread her legs wide, eagerly reaching for Dad's penis, clearly already burning with desire and unable to restrain herself.

Dad then asked in a low voice, "Mom! How is it? You want it, don't you?"

Hearing the word 'Mom,' Mom's body suddenly trembled, she gave a coquettish 'hmm,' and then her buttocks thrust upwards, swallowing Dad's penis into her body.

I really admired Dad now. He had subtly instilled incestuous thoughts into Mom, clearly paving the way for my future! I originally had no impure thoughts about Mom, but under Dad's repeated instigation, I was really eager to try it out.

It was summer, and the weather was hot. My mother and I dressed quite casually at home. I often went shirtless, wearing only shorts, while my mother wore shorts and a tank top, or just a thin nightgown, revealing her voluptuous figure.

I was already 183 cm tall but weighed only 63 kg, a tall and thin, typical teenage build. However, my penis was large and well-developed, standing about 17-18 cm erect.

That evening, after having dinner at a nearby restaurant, my mother and I rushed home to watch the Asian Cup Women's Basketball Tournament on TV. My mother, who had just showered, was wearing a thin, strapless nightgown. Her high, firm breasts, without a bra, strained against the fabric. She propped her legs up on the coffee table, intently watching the game.

Ever since my father instilled distorted parenting methods in me, wicked thoughts had begun to grow within me. Seeing my mother so lightly dressed and unguarded, I couldn't resist the urge to peep at her.

My mother, a former athlete, is 33 years old, but she has a slender, well-proportioned figure, with not an ounce of excess fat.

Since she switched jobs to a state-owned enterprise, she, like many working women, has started paying attention to beauty and skincare, which has added a touch of feminine gentleness to her already strong curves.

Her long, shapely legs, propped up on the coffee table, are full, rounded, smooth, and delicate; her feet, worn from years of playing on the court, are large but well-proportioned and beautiful.

To peek under her robe, I deliberately sat on the floor to her left, so that with a slight turn of my head, I could see her entire fair thigh and the small yellow lace thong between her legs.

"Why are you sitting on the floor? Why aren't you sitting on the sofa?"

"It's too hot on the sofa! The floor is cooler!"

The Chinese team won the game by a large margin, and my mother, still wanting more after watching the broadcast, grabbed a basketball and asked me to play a game with her in the living room.

Because the living room was small and she was worried about disturbing the neighbors, Mom set her own rules: no dribbling or bouncing the ball; they could only hold the ball and dodge.

With the basketball in her hands, Mom instantly became energetic, swaying left and right, making it impossible for me to even touch the ball. Then, with a feint, she dodged past me, and in my haste, I lunged forward, only to grab her large, braless breasts beneath her robe.

Wow! They were so smooth, soft, plump, and round—the feel was absolutely amazing! Mom probably had this experience from practicing basketball often; she laughed nonchalantly, "You're using Mom's breasts as a basketball? Come on! You get the ball, Mom's going to steal it!"

After ten minutes of playing, Mom emerged victorious, overjoyed, her breasts bouncing up and down, while I, on the other hand, was indulging in pleasure, burning with desire.

It turned out Mom was incredibly agile; I kept misjudging her movements and failing to get the ball. I either grabbed her full breasts, touched her perfectly firm buttocks, or bumped into her.

This series of physical contact gave me pleasure and a physical reaction; my lower body instantly hardened, bulging my shorts high.

Afraid of embarrassing my mom finding out, I turned around and bent over, saying, "Mom! I don't want to play anymore!"

My mom was having so much fun, and when she heard me say I didn't want to play anymore, she couldn't help but complain, "Wasn't it fun? Why don't you want to play?"

"Mom! You're a national basketball player, how can I beat you? How about we play wrestling? Mom definitely can't beat me then!"

"Hmph! So pathetic, you can't just give up because you can't win? Look at your physique, even if we wrestled, Mom might not lose to you!"

My mom, provoked by me, actually wanted to play wrestling with me. I said the living room floor was hard, and I might get hurt if I fell. If we really wanted to play, we should play by the bed, so even if I fell, I could fall onto the bed and wouldn't get hurt.

Seeing that I made sense, my mom, without saying a word, pulled me to the double bed in her bedroom to play wrestling.

She was very competitive and tried her best to throw me down. To save face, I naturally refused to lose again. The two of us pulled and tugged, hugged and clung to each other, and then, with a stumble, we both fell onto the big bed.

My mother insisted I surrender, pressing down on me and refusing to get up. Of course, I refused and struggled fiercely. In the chaos, I clung tightly to her, and she desperately held me down, preventing me from rising.

Suddenly, a subtle atmosphere arose between us, and I became aroused again beneath my mother's soft, smooth body. My hard, thick penis pressed tightly against my mother's soft abdomen, and her large, full breasts pressed firmly against my chest; all movement temporarily ceased, and only our heavy breathing could be heard.

After a while, my mother softly asked, "Do you want to surrender?"

I said no. My mother said, "If you don't surrender, I won't let you get up."

I was feeling incredibly good at that moment and didn't want to get up at all; I just instinctively rubbed my penis against my mother's soft abdomen.

My mother then realized something was wrong. She wanted me to let go and allow her to get up, but I turned around and demanded she surrender. My competitive mother, of course, refused, so we remained locked in a stalemate, clinging to each other.

Just then, my father's words suddenly rang in my ears: "Your mother is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her? ... If it's really necessary... you might as well take care of your mother in your father's place... Don't worry, your mother has already had a tubal ligation, she won't get pregnant..."

As if bewitched, I began to caress my mother's full, round, soft, and white buttocks.

My mother became anxious, and she angrily said, "What are you doing? Let go!"

I said, "I won't let go until Mom surrenders!"

This made her even angrier, and she angrily said, "Don't dream!"

She then immediately began to struggle violently. Her struggle only fueled my lust, and I intensified my efforts, reaching my hand inside her robe to directly caress her smooth thighs, occasionally venturing into her full vulva.

*Slap! Slap!* Two stinging slaps left me dizzy, and I released my grip in pain. My mother took the opportunity to get up.

I panicked, hurriedly rushing forward to hug her and pull her back onto the bed.

What followed was a life-or-death struggle! My mother's strength was beyond imagination. She beat me black and blue, and kicked me off the bed several times, but I was also red-eyed and stubbornly refused to back down. In the end, we were both exhausted.

My mother was completely naked, lying on the bed panting heavily, her nightgown and mini-panties torn and ripped off. I was sitting on the floor naked, covered in scratches and claw marks. The ferocity of the battle was evident.

My mother punched, kicked, and scratched me mercilessly, leaving me covered in wounds and a pitiful sight. But my attacks on my mother were limited to gentle pushes, pulls, and tugs, leaving her fair and tender skin unharmed.

After resting for a while, I stood up, but my mother was still lying on the bed panting. Her full breasts heaved up and down, and her fair skin was covered in glistening sweat. Seeing this, I couldn't help but become excited again.

Seeing me walk towards her with my erect penis, she hurriedly kicked out, but she was already at her limit, and I easily caught her right leg as she kicked.

Wow! My 180cm tall mom, those legs are really heavy! Heavy, solid, soft, and smooth, ha! It feels so good to hold them in my arms! In the blink of an eye, seeing her right leg caught, my mom kicked out with her left leg. Seeing the overwhelming force, I knew I couldn't catch it, so I quickly crouched down.

Coincidentally, I ended up lying right between my mom's legs, her delicate, hairy vulva, mature and full, slightly open, so close to my eyes.

Without hesitation, I immediately opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, licking the pink slit.

My mom suddenly shuddered, cried out, and stretched out her leg to kick me again. But I was on the floor below the bed, my head buried between her legs, her long legs completely useless.

There was a faint, musky scent from between my mother's legs; the salty, astringent taste excited me. The more I licked, the more energetic I became, and my mother's resistance gradually faded. This was partly because she was exhausted, and partly because she felt good.

More and more fluid seeped from my mother's lower body, and her soft thighs closed, clamping my head between them. She moaned intermittently, "No…you…stop…ouch…um…um…"

Suddenly, her hands reached out and grabbed my ears. I was startled, afraid she would pull hard and tear them off; but she only slowly increased the force, gradually pulling me towards her.

Soon, I was lying on top of my mother, her eyes watery, her cheeks flushed, and the hands gripping my ears slowly increasing their pressure.

She said, her voice brimming with desire, "If you don't surrender... Mommy... will... eat you..."

I was face to face with her, almost cheek to cheek. I thought to myself: I'll shut your mouth first, let's see how you eat me then? Ignoring the pain in my ears, I lowered my head and kissed her, silencing her.

She struggled to turn her head, making muffled sounds, and released her ears, trying to push me away; but I held her head tightly with my arms, blocking her hands, making it impossible for her to exert any force.

Having never kissed before, I only knew to open my mouth and seal my mother's lips; I had absolutely no idea how to derive pleasure from it.

Suddenly, a soft, fragrant tongue entered my mouth and began to swirl around. The feeling was wonderful and warm, and I couldn't help but greedily suck on it.

My mother's soft, sweet tongue, nimble and cunning, sometimes darted between my teeth, sometimes entwined with mine, licking and sucking. Like a basketball game, my oral battle was once again a complete defeat; I was utterly manipulated by my mother.

My mother, her desire now burning, began to take the initiative—perhaps the ideas my father had instilled in her were taking effect!

She flattened her feet on the bed, reached out and groped for my penis, grasped it, and immediately aimed it at her wet vulva. With a thrust of her hips, my thick penis was completely swallowed by her.

With a satisfied sigh, her round, powerful buttocks began to rise and fall rapidly. My mother, who had been exhausted just moments before, miraculously became energetic again.

My mother's warm, wet vagina writhed incessantly, and in less than a minute, I couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate.

My mother seemed to sense this; she arched her back and twisted her hips, desperately squeezing my penis and thrusting, hysterically moaning, "Just a little longer... just a little longer... ah!" But how could I, a novice in lovemaking, hold back?

A spasm rippled through me, and my penis, deep inside my mother, ejaculated powerfully, wave after wave of hot semen causing my mother to tremble. My penis remained erect, and with the overflowing semen, I reluctantly slid it out of my mother's body.

My mother lay quietly with her eyes closed and

brows furrowed, a look of unfulfilled desire and sorrow on her face; I, filled with regret and shame, suddenly understood that this was the greatest tragedy for a man. A moment later, my mother rolled over onto her stomach, raised her white, tender buttocks, and gently swayed them towards me; her bright red vagina still dripped with semen, and that seductive, wanton posture made my penis even harder, throbbing slightly.
I couldn't wait to mount her, but my mother turned around and pushed me back down on the bed.

She whispered shyly, "…Don't move…Let…Mom……on top…"

She straddled me with her back to me, her white, tender buttocks lifting and pressing upwards, easily taking my penis in completely.

Overwhelmed by lust, Mom became wanton, twisting and swaying, moaning and crying out, rotating and thrusting, rubbing and squeezing; my penis felt like it was entering a washing machine made of tender flesh, the pleasure and stimulation were indescribable.

Mom's climax finally arrived, her whole body trembling violently, her buttocks rubbing incessantly, she cried out in a trembling voice: "Get up... hold me... quickly... kiss my earlobe... rub my nipples... harder... faster... harder... oh... ya... I can't... take it anymore... oh... I'm coming... I'm coming... yay..."

I hurriedly raised myself up, hugged Mom tightly from behind, and did as she said, rubbing her nipples and kissing her earlobe.

As she whimpered and convulsed on top of me, panting heavily, I reached out and embraced her breasts, vigorously kneading her firm breasts and hard nipples. This further aroused my mother, and I thrust wildly.

Watching my large penis go in and out of my mother's vagina, the pleasure from my earlier orgasm gradually surged back—a sensation that was itchy, numb, and tingling, truly unforgettable. I knew I was about to ejaculate again, but I increased my speed, thrusting back and forth about fifty or sixty more times before finally ejaculating again, shooting into my mother's flower core. I continued thrusting for several dozen more times, prolonging the pleasure of ejaculation, before slowly withdrawing my still-hard penis from her vagina and lying exhausted on the bed.

We hugged and rested for a while. Mom called out, "Guoqiang, let's go take a shower. Look at all that sweat on you."

"You too, hehe, look at your little hole!" Because I had ejaculated a large amount of semen into Mom's little hole, it couldn't hold it all, and now it was flowing out mixed with her juices.

"You're so naughty, you're bullying Mom! I'm not coming anymore!" Mom said like a spoiled little girl.

I picked Mom up and kissed her passionately. Looking at my naked mother in my arms, my penis immediately became erect again, pressing against Mom's plump buttocks as if in silent protest. We went to Mom's bedroom…the bathroom, put Mom in the bathtub, filled it with water, and I stepped into the tub too, taking a bath with Mom.

I washed her soft, white breasts and her alluring pink vulva. She lathered me with shower gel, scrubbed my back, and washed my penis. My penis, caressed by her soft, smooth hands, immediately became as hard as an iron rod. She exclaimed in surprise, grasping it with both hands, revealing a large section.

"Wow, so hot, so long, so thick, and it's still throbbing!"

Her actions aroused me greatly, and I suggested, "Mom, have you ever been fucked from behind by Dad?"
"No, think about it. Every time your dad asks me to do this position for him, I deliberately refuse. Guoqiang… if you want, Mom can do this position for you, but you have to be gentle!"

"Mom, you're so good…" I laughed happily.

Mom lathered my penis with soap, turned around, and, holding onto the bathtub railing, raised her beautiful buttocks high, revealing her full, hairy vulva. Her vagina was slightly open, and her vaginal fluid was already slowly flowing out, glistening in the soft light, very tempting.

“Come on… Guoqiang…” Mom said in a soft, seductive voice.

I walked behind her, lifted my penis, and gently rubbed it against the entrance for a while before slowly probing deeper into her vulva. “Oh… wow… so… comfortable…”

“Gently… come in slowly, oh… so full, but so good…” Mom responded. After her full vulva swallowed my entire penis, I began to gently thrust in and out. Mom was already moaning “Oh… oh… um… ooh” endlessly. As I reached my climax, I increased the force, thrusting and pounding wildly, making Mom sweat profusely: “Oh… um… so… so good… so tingly… so numb… kiss… my good son.” …Oh…it feels so good…it’s a completely different feeling…harder…forceful…oh…so beautiful…so good…”

I thrust my body forward to penetrate deeper, all the way in each time, then rotate my penis left and right against her clitoris before quickly withdrawing it to the edge of her labia, keeping the glans from leaving the vaginal opening, and then quickly inserting it again, from slow to fast, making my mother moan loudly (thankfully, the rooms in the house are almost completely enclosed, and there are soundproof windows), and she experienced one orgasm after another.
After a considerable pause in thrusting, I could no longer hold back. My penis made its final thrust, and finally, like a volcanic eruption, I ejaculated profusely, my milky semen shooting directly into my mother's uterus. My whole body went limp…

After several encounters, both my mother and I were exhausted. I picked her up, carried her to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We made love a few more times in the middle of the night, and my mother climaxed several more times. Finally, we slept until 8 a.m. the next day. That night, my mother and I made love four times, and I ejaculated four times, all inside her.

From then on, whenever my mother and I had free time, we made love passionately, living like husband and wife. My mother also came up with all sorts of novel and exciting ways to play various sex games with me, enjoying the wonderful pleasure of physical intimacy!

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/129821.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=129821&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : The best mother replacement

Next Page : daughter-in-law's tender hole

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Absurd Dad and Pretty Mom

comment Open a new window to view comments