The mother and son peek at each other while the other is bathing.

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I am 25 years old this year. I come from a single-parent family. My father passed away when I was eight, leaving my mother and me to depend on each other.

My mother has a tall figure, rare for an Eastern woman. Although she is 38 years old, she is well-maintained and is indeed a mature, sexy, and voluptuous middle-aged beauty. She possesses the charm of a mature woman and the beautiful face of a kind mother, with the air of a pampered noblewoman. She is incredibly beautiful, with a fair complexion, rosy skin, and delicate eyebrows that curve like the moon. Her large, black and white eyes were striking; her eyebrows were long, thin, and jet black; her nose was high and straight; her bright red lips were slightly upturned; her full, plump eyes possessed a natural allure; a bright red beauty mark adorned her cherry-like cheeks; and most captivating of all were her large, watery, seductive eyes. Whenever they turned and glanced at someone, they seemed to contain a flame, burning the heart and captivating the soul, their every movement able to bewitch.

My mother had a slender waist, which made her breasts and hips particularly well-developed, creating an extremely beautiful curve. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, round and firm, exuding the sensuality of a mature woman. Her large, full breasts, in particular, seemed poised to burst through her clothes at any moment, arousing any man's desire to pinch them. Her large, round, pink buttocks were plump and fleshy, and her thick, white thighs were round and full. It made me want to touch her properly. My mother's beautiful and charming face, her snow-white and smooth skin, her full and mature body, and her charm as a woman past her prime all exuded a mature and sexy beauty, radiating maternal allure. For a teenager who is just starting to develop, a mature, full-figured, sexy middle-aged woman like my mother is the best object of fantasy, especially for me, her own son who is with her day and night.

My mother treated me like a child, without any inhibitions. At home, I often dressed very casually, even indulgently. If I wore a skirt, she would inevitably expose herself. She would often lift her legs to apply toenail polish, revealing a pair of plump, fair legs under her skirt. Deep within her snow-white, full thighs were tiny thongs, the small panties covering her fleshy vulva. The front seam clearly stretched the panties apart, revealing the outline of my mother's two plump labia. All of this made me unbearably aroused, causing my whole body to heat up, and my erect penis was almost about to burst out of my pants.

Sometimes, after showering, my mother would wear a semi-transparent nightgown without a bra, her nipples peeking out and swaying back and forth. I really wanted to grab them. At the same time, my mother had also developed the habit of bending over, making her full breasts appear and disappear. Looking through her loose neckline, I could see my mother's pair of plump, large, white, and tender breasts, so smooth they seemed ready to burst, swaying back and forth. I could even see a little bit of the areola showing through, a dark reddish-brown color. The nipples, erect like grapes on the areolas, were so tempting. Between her breasts was a charming and cute cleavage—it was so alluring! Although I couldn't truly feel pleasure, it was still a feast for the eyes.

Because I was the only son in the family, my mother loved and indulged me, even to the point of spoiling me. She would grant me anything I wanted, within her means.

Our house was a two-story building, and the downstairs bathroom had a window facing the stairs, which was usually open and closed when she took a shower.

One evening, after dinner, my mother went into the bathroom to take a shower. I planned to go upstairs to study, and when I glanced up, I was shocked. The bathroom window was open, and my mother was standing in the middle of the bathroom, facing the window. Her hands were unbuttoning her nightgown, letting it slip down to reveal a pink lace bra. Her two exceptionally large breasts were clearly visible, and the bra supported them, creating a beautiful, snow-white cleavage. Her full, alluring breasts stood high.

My first thought was to leave immediately, because the woman in front of me was my own mother, the biological mother who gave birth to me, raised me, and nurtured me! The mother who held me, kissed me, bathed me, and cleaned up my excrement when I was little. I shouldn't have peeked at this woman undressing, and now I was actually peeping at her bathing, looking at her with tainted eyes. I was such a bastard, and I deserved to die! A sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

I was about to turn around and go upstairs when my mother reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She was taking it off, and my heart pounded. I involuntarily stared wide-eyed at her. She slowly and silently let the bra slip down, revealing her two large, full, snow-white breasts. Being a woman who had given birth, her breasts were large and soft. With each breath, her heavy breasts swayed alluringly, their white flesh... Like two snow-white mountain peaks, her

large, brown areolas held enticing nipples about an inch and a half in size, the size of grapes. The nipples were slightly darkened, with a few small holes—a result of me suckling at her breast when I was little. Although her breasts were very full, they had begun to sag. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding from having given birth to me, but the two large, reddish-brown nipples indicated that her body was at its most mature stage.

I hadn't expected my mother to have such beautiful breasts. I stared, mesmerized, mouth agape, drooling as if I wanted to swallow them whole. I had completely forgotten that she was my own mother. My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at her large breasts, a bewildered expression on my face.

At this moment, my mother bent over and slowly pulled her pajama pants down to her knees. I could clearly see the crotch of her small thong deep inside her snow-white, full thighs. The black lace panties she was wearing today were so alluring and sexy. The mysterious area was covered only by a tiny piece of black, semi-transparent fabric. Her mysterious triangular black forest could not be hidden by the panties, revealing a few fine, curly pubic hairs. The small piece of fabric could not cover her swollen and full vulva, squeezing out a crevices that clearly showed the outline of her two thick labia, displaying infinite temptation.

My mother grasped the sides of her black, lace-trimmed panties with both hands and gracefully pulled them down to her calves. Instantly, her mature and sexy lower body was exposed before my eyes. What met my gaze was her high, rounded mons pubis and thick, dark pubic hair. The pubic hair was so black, shiny, and lustrous, intertwined like a small forest, covering the most beautiful and alluring part of my mother's body.

Although I secretly condemned myself for being so lewd, I couldn't tear my eyes away, couldn't help but greedily look at my mother's naked body. Although I wanted to leave, my legs wouldn't obey me and remained rooted to the spot.

I wanted to turn my face away, but my heart wouldn't cooperate. I was mesmerized by my mother's naked, beautiful female body standing before me. My mother was far more beautiful than I had ever imagined. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. In all my life, I had never seen anything more perfect than this. To me, my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.

My mother's fair and translucent body appeared before me. Although she was thirty-eight years old, she was still incredibly beautiful. Though past her prime, she retained her charm. The relentless passage of time hadn't cruelly ravaged her body; on the contrary, it had given her a mature, womanly allure.

Her skin was snow-white and smooth as cream, flawless and delicate, almost like translucent white jade. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her plump back and soft, rounded breasts. Her arms were smooth and glossy, like two jade lotus roots, and her breasts were large and full, like two balls hanging on her chest. They were big and white, so captivating. They were slightly sagging, probably a size 38 to 40.

My eyes followed my mother's two white, trembling breasts. They looked so full and heavy, and under the snow-white pectoral muscles, they trembled irresponsibly, exuding a mature and charming allure, as if arousing the desire hidden deep in my male heart.

My mother's waist was slender and supple, and her exaggerated hips made her figure even more prominent, like a delicate and voluptuous gourd. Because she had given birth, her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, but not too bloated, which looked just right. On her snow-white, slightly protruding lower abdomen, there were a few faint gray stretch marks. Ah! That was the proof of my birth! Below her deep-set navel, there was a large lump of fat, and on her bun-shaped mons pubis, there was a tuft of dark, inverted triangular pubic hair. Below that, a deep slit of flesh could be vaguely seen, appearing and disappearing, making her even more beautiful and charming. Everything was even more wonderful and moving than I had imagined.

My mother's mature, charming demeanor, her curvaceous and graceful figure, the curves of a mature woman, her snow-white and delicate skin, her full and beautiful breasts, her round and plump white buttocks, and her two slender thighs clamping her high and plump vulva—everything about her was exquisite, truly breathtakingly beautiful. It was hard to imagine that she was a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

Having never seen a woman's body before, seeing my mother completely naked, her full breasts and thick, hairy genitals fully exposed before me, I stared wide-eyed, mesmerized by my mother's naked, beautiful female body. My burning gaze traveled from her chest down to her lower abdomen and vulva. My consciousness began to blur. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I knew that my eyes could not leave my mother's naked body even an inch.

My mother turned on the shower and began to shower. I stared at her snow-white body and couldn't help but swallow greedily. My gaze was immediately drawn to her huge, round breasts. Whenever she moved, her breasts swayed and trembled. I thought to myself that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than them. They were like two fleshy cone-shaped mountains, or works of art carved from pink marble, or even like beautiful rose-colored cups turned upside down, topped with a purple grape, which was the nipple, protruding arrogantly from the center.

I stared intently at my mother's beautiful breasts. The hot water from the showerhead flowed down her fresh, snow-white breasts, splashing back and leaving only a few water droplets. Watching them sway and tremble with my mother's movements, my heart almost leaped out of my chest from the temptation!

Between my mother's long, slender legs was a tuft of soft, dark pubic hair, shimmering under the water's force. My mother raised her thighs to the edge of the bathtub, parted her two plump labia with her right hand, and diligently washed her genitals. I saw my mother aim the showerhead at her vaginal opening, and a look of ecstasy appeared on her face.

My mother suddenly looked up, and her gaze met mine. My body trembled. What an absurd sight! My naked mother was staring at her own son standing right in front of her. I knew my face must be burning red. My mother was also shocked, her mouth agape. We stared at each other for a few seconds. I snapped out of it and ran upstairs to my room.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my mind filled with images of my mother's mature and alluring body. Her glistening flesh seemed to still be appearing before my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel my blood boil. My penis involuntarily swelled up, tightly constricting my pants, which was quite uncomfortable. So, I took off all my clothes and pants, lying naked on the bed. My large penis, stimulated by the erotic images from earlier, was erect, swollen, and red.

I lay in bed, my mind filled with images of my mother's alluring, voluptuous body, soft and boneless, perfectly proportioned, every part of her captivating me. Recalling the passionate scene I had just witnessed, the mere thought of my mother's naked body ignited a burning desire within me. Involuntarily, I reached down with my right hand, grasping my large penis as I fantasized about my mother's radiant flesh, imagining my penis thrusting repeatedly inside her vagina, all while masturbating.

Suddenly, I felt a heat in my lower abdomen, my glans trembled, and thick semen shot out without my realizing it. After ejaculating, my penis was still twitching, and in my imagination, I felt that the pools of semen had all entered my mother's vagina.

That night, I couldn't fall asleep. The image of my mother taking a bath kept appearing before my eyes. Apart from porn, I had never seen a real female body, and the first female body I saw was my own mother's. I was very conflicted. On the one hand, I felt that my behavior was unforgivable, but on the other hand, my penis was erect all night, and I had a strange sexual excitement.

The next morning, after I got up, I went downstairs to the restaurant. My mother was already sitting there eating breakfast. I didn't say a word, and neither did she. I kept stealing glances at her, trying to read her reaction. She seemed perfectly at ease, as if nothing had happened. Occasionally, our eyes would meet, and she would nervously look away. I quickly finished my breakfast and went to school.

The following evening, when my mother went into the bathroom to take a shower, I looked up and noticed that the bathroom window was still open. I was startled. Last night, I could say that my mother forgot to close the window, but it was still open tonight. Was she deliberately leaving it open for me to see?

I couldn't resist going up the stairs to peek again. I saw my mother standing in front of the dressing table with her back to me, her hands unbuttoning her blouse. I could see her face in the mirror. Suddenly, her eyes darted quickly to the window in the mirror, and seeing me standing on the stairs, I jumped in fright. Just as I was about to run away, my mother didn't react. She smiled slightly and continued unbuttoning the last button, pulling the blouse down from her shoulders. She gently and slowly stroked and fondled her large, round breasts. My mother probably knew I could see her breasts clearly in the mirror, but... Did she deliberately show it to me? Could it be that my mother...?

At this moment, my mother used the act of admiring her huge, round breasts to put on a "papaya show" to seduce me. First, she used one hand to lift up one of her huge, round, and tempting breasts, looking down at it while gently caressing it with her other hand. After playing with it for a while, she lifted the breast up again, stuck out her tongue and licked the nipple, which was as big as a strawberry. Then she used her tongue to lick and roll the nipple, and then gently poked it again and again. She played with the nipple again and again until she was satisfied, and then she put it down and moved to the other breast, repeating the same actions.

The mother's slender hands rubbed and caressed her full, round breasts, her delicate fingers constantly pinching the beautiful, protruding nipples on her red areolas. Her shoulders twisted, causing her breasts to tremble.

As my mother released her alluring breasts, she reached up to loosen her braids and tossed the headband aside. She swayed her head, letting her long, reddish-brown hair fall over her shoulders. Her enormous breasts trembled slightly up and down. She wrapped her arms around her breasts, leaning forward slightly to make them appear even larger, then released them. Her huge breasts hung down naturally. As she swayed her upper body, her captivating breasts swayed wildly and rapidly, swinging and twisting like erotic art pieces. Her breasts put on another swaying and shaking show for me to enjoy.

When her breasts stopped swaying, my mother reached down and untied the belt of her skirt, letting it slide down her long, shapely thighs to the floor. She leaned forward slightly, supporting herself on the bathtub with both hands, and provocatively swayed her full, plump buttocks. My gaze could clearly see the crotch of her tiny thong beneath her snow-white, full thighs. The pink lace panties she wore today were incredibly alluring, so sexy, so incredibly tiny. The tight fabric squeezed into my mother's plump buttocks, creating a hollow crease. There was no fabric covering her snow-white, round buttocks at all; only a thin line clearly separated them. Her full, round buttocks, like freshly baked, white, hot buns, exuded infinite allure. She also had a pair of plump, white, and beautiful thighs, smooth, slender, and rounded. Although my mother was a voluptuous woman, her thighs had a beautiful curve. Her snow-white, plump buttocks and thighs were presented before my eyes.

My mother grasped the sides of the pink, openwork lace panties and, with an elegant posture, slowly pulled them down to her calves. Instantly, my mother's snow-white, plump buttocks appeared before me. I had heard people say that women with big buttocks have a strong sex drive. This was a very large buttock, the kind of plump, white buttock that any man would want to ride on and have sex with.

When my mother bent down to take off her panties, her buttocks appeared even larger. Her alluring, voluptuous buttocks faced me, and the cleft in the middle of her wide buttocks formed a straight line. The first thing that caught my eye was her chrysanthemum-shaped anus. Although it was a little brown, the intact, round bud indicated that it was in good condition. The stream that separated the two fleshy mounds was also on full display before my eyes. Bewitched by the alluring beauty before me, I swallowed hard, forgetting that the other person was my mother. I involuntarily widened my eyes, staring at my mother's buttocks with bloodshot eyes, a bewildered expression on my face.

My mother slowly reached her hands behind her back, caressing her firm, round buttocks, cupping them and gently squeezing and kneading them. At the same time, she arched her legs, turned her head to look down at her buttocks from her shoulders. My mother had always been quite proud of her perfect buttocks and long, shapely legs. She relaxed her legs, straightened her body, and bent over, her buttocks swaying back and forth with the movement. This movement, however, provided me with another kind of nude show, allowing me to enjoy her buttocks.

Finally, my mother straightened up, slowly turned around, and stood facing the window, completely naked in front of me. A seductive look appeared on her slightly flushed face, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her lips parted softly as she breathed heavily, and she flirtatiously swayed her full, plump buttocks, moving her hands up and down to caress her body. Her slender hands rubbed and caressed her round, full breasts, then traced her abdomen down her slender waist until they reached a raised, full patch of pubic hair. Her buttocks rotated slowly as she touched her dark pubic hair with her snow-white hands.

My mother licked her mouth up and down with her tongue, then slowly slid her hand down to her thigh, rubbing it around her vulva. Her fingertips slid along the edge of the cleft, and as she leaned forward, she swayed her breasts back and forth. Her hand was on her vulva, and she would occasionally thrust her hips forward, as if she were having sex. She shamelessly opened and closed her thighs, making a clamping motion. Clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her plump vulva, making my eyes almost pop out.

You absolutely cannot imagine what it would feel like to face a completely naked woman, especially your own mother, dancing provocatively in front of you. Watching your naked mother thrust her chest out, twist her waist, and sway her hips, her naked body, except for the scent of sweat, performing alluring movements, igniting your desire with a mixture of exhilarating pleasure and the agonizing struggle to suppress it. Watching your mother, this sensual icon, sway her round, full breasts... Her two round, snow-white buttocks swayed, her sweat-drenched vulva appearing and disappearing intermittently. The slit of her flesh opened and closed slightly with the swaying of her buttocks, and her two thick labia petals turned purplish-red as if engorged with blood, dotted with dark pubic hair. I licked my lips hungryly, and my penis involuntarily swelled up in my underwear, tightly bound inside, throbbing painfully. My fingers, through my shorts, couldn't help but stroke my throbbing penis.

After confirming that I could fully enjoy this spring scenery, my mother slowly and alluringly walked to the edge of the bathtub, sat down facing the window, looked down at her thighs, casually spread them open, reached out and touched her vulva, gently parting the tightly closed labia to reveal the pink, moist, and deep vaginal opening.

My mother stretched out her fingers, touched the upper part of the vagina filled with vaginal fluid, paused there for a few seconds, and then slowly moved her fingers to the clitoris, beginning to rub, caress, and tease this swollen little thing. Her fingers naturally rubbed one of the engorged inner labia, pinched one of the already engorged inner labia with her right fingers, and rubbed it vigorously. The flames of pleasure rose from her waist to her back, and then rushed to her head.

Seeing the dazed expression on my mother's face, and the sight of her parting her labia with her fingers, drove me mad. My mother, without any restraint, spread her thighs as wide as possible, her entire genitals laid bare before me, allowing me to voyeuristically violate her.

Now, in the bathroom at home, with the window wide open, my mother is naked, facing me, displaying all the secrets of womanhood before me, her lewd masturbation a performance of erotic arts.

My beautiful mother's snow-white fingers writhed on my itchy clitoris, while she twisted her elastic buttocks forcefully and thrust her lower abdomen forward. When her mature vulva thrust forward, it would spring open the opening, revealing all of a woman's secrets to me.

My mother rubbed the swollen clitoris with her fingertips, but she still felt unsatisfied. Just as I was staring in disbelief, my mother let out a soft moan, tilted her beautiful chin back, and an unbelievable scene came into my view. My mother finally inserted her middle finger into her vagina. The second joint of her middle finger had already entered the vagina, sliding in her slit and rubbing against the fleshy walls inside and around it. Then she added another finger, and her other hand moved from her breast to her lower body, rubbing her sensitive clitoris with both hands together, and began to twist her buttocks.

I stared wide-eyed at the exquisite movements of my mother's fingers. Her snow-white middle finger rubbed against the petals around her vulva, while the other fingers gently pressed on her clitoris. Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly, her buttocks occasionally lifting and swaying from side to side, sometimes clamping her legs together and rubbing them against each other, a wanton expression on her face.

My mother's slightly parted petals revealed a deep red mucous membrane, and her thick pubic hair, overflowing with nectar, clung to her mons pubis. My mother was so greedily pursuing pleasure, masturbating with such exquisite skill in front of her own son.

While masturbating, the mother let out soft moans, then slowly swayed her hips, using her fingers to stimulate her own vagina. She bit her lip, arched her legs, and deeply inserted her fingers into her private parts, breathing heavily. In pursuit of the impending orgasm, the mother rubbed her two snow-white thighs together, her hands wriggling more actively between her smooth thighs, caressing, kneading, and probing her most familiar sensitive areas. The sound of flesh rubbing together came from her lower abdomen, and the flowing honey-like fluid moistened her anus.

Hysterical lewd words and impatient panting flowed from the mother's sensual mouth. Screams and the trembling of her naked body, along with the thick, sticky fluid flowing from the snow-white fingertips writhing in her dark rose-colored vagina, created a symphony of sounds as her fingers moved.

The mother lifted her buttocks and squeezed her legs together, inserting her fingers deeply and thrusting in and out two or three times, involuntarily twisting her hips—a sign that an orgasm was imminent.

The mother gritted her teeth, enduring the impending explosion of pleasure. She had forgotten everything, moaning with ecstasy as she fully immersed herself in the other kind of orgasm brought on by her fingers. Suddenly, her body arched back as she forcefully inserted her middle finger, almost sadistically manipulating her already wet clitoris, vagina, and anus. The intense orgasm caused her already raised buttocks to thrust even higher. Her snow-white lower body trembled for a moment before she fell onto the edge of the bathtub. Her pale face turned rosy, her lower body trembled slightly, and glistening vaginal fluid overflowed from between her fingers, dripping onto the floor.

After a long, long time, my mother reluctantly stopped, slowly withdrawing her fingers from her genitals and wiping them on her buttocks. She then used her underwear to wipe the still-wet flower, before throwing the soiled underwear on the floor and starting to shower.

My large penis was throbbing painfully in my pants; I couldn't bear it. I quietly went back to my bedroom, taking a deep breath, but the vivid scene kept replaying in my mind.

About half an hour later, I heard my mother shouting loudly from downstairs,

"Son, go take a shower!"

I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom. I saw the bathroom window was still wide open. My mother had clearly let me see on purpose. Would she also come to peek at me while I showered? Standing in front of the full-length mirror, just as I predicted, I saw my mother peeking from the stairs through the mirror. I smiled broadly, and as I took off my clothes, I pulled off my underwear. My thick, hard penis, which had been pressed inside my underwear, sprang out like a spring and hit my lower abdomen. My penis was standing proudly in front of my mother, as solid as a rock. My penis was big, thick, and long, with the glans like a child's fist, veins bulging, and a line of clear liquid flying from the tip. My testicles, quite impressive for my age, dangled precariously.

I wrapped my hands around and gently rubbed his huge cock, then slowly turned around to face my mother at the window, continuing to rub it slowly, deliberately letting her see the throbbing member clearly, and masturbating with both hands, seemingly telling her openly that I knew she was peeping.

My mother was completely mesmerized by my thick, hard penis. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at it, forgetting all about looking down. The astonishing size of my penis truly surprised her. She couldn't believe that my penis had changed so much in just a few years. My long, enormous penis hung between my muscular legs, throbbing and writhing like a huge, wicked python, gleaming... A little bit of aroused semen had already seeped from the tip of Guang's large, thick penis. His cock danced gently in front of her eyes, like a venomous snake stalking its prey before its mother. The mother could no longer look away from that seemingly most vicious weapon; her face suddenly flushed crimson, as if water were about to seep out, and she clung to the stairs as if about to faint.

I realized that as the mother gazed, she shifted her position, allowing her to see the enormous, lustful penis from various angles, emitting exaggerated sounds of joy.

I began to rub my penis quickly and vigorously up and down, the foreskin retracting back and forth, the glans appearing and disappearing repeatedly. My engorged penis grew even larger, and the sound of my hand slid down against my abdomen, colliding with the muscles, reached my mother's ears. This amplified the stimulation for her, making her even more flustered. The visual stimulation combined with the emotional impact ignited a surging fire of desire within her. The surge of desire caused her powerful, hidden passion to burst forth, her body burning with unbearable heat. As if hypnotized, she stood there blankly, greedily watching me slowly stroke my thick, large penis. Her legs rubbed against each other incessantly. Soon, she lost all strength to stand, grabbed the stair railing, and lay face down on it, twisting and turning, her genitals rubbing against the railing through her skirt.

I glanced at the clothes basket next to me and saw my mother's freshly washed clothes. On top was her sexy flesh-colored thong, still warm from her body, with traces of brownish-yellow discharge shaped like her vulva—leaves from her masturbation. My curiosity piqued, I wanted to smell what a woman's genitals smelled like, so I picked up the thong and brought it close to my nose. The thong smelled sweet and sour from her vaginal discharge, mixed with the pungent odor of urine and sweat. I found the stimulating smell of a woman's genitals incredibly appealing. Involuntarily, I stuck out my tongue and licked the discharge from the thong, practically stuffing the entire inside of the thong into my mouth, simply because I couldn't bear to leave that smell.

My mother kept glancing at my penis out of the corner of her eye, while focusing on the friction of her vulva against the stair railing. Her movements became more and more intense, her skirt slid down, revealing half of her buttocks.

My penis was already as big as it could possibly be. I licked my mother's panties, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her vulva, while simultaneously stroking my penis.

I kissed my mother passionately, the scent of her mature woman's secretions mingling with the strong fragrance of her urine—it was so fresh. I was intoxicated by her body odor. I pulled her panties over my penis, the pink fabric pressing tightly against my glans. I slowly caressed my throbbing shaft, my erect penis, throbbing with intense excitement, releasing a gush of vaginal fluid from its tip. My mother's panties quickly became wet. I imagined my mother's beautiful expression as she gazed at my penis. Finally, I ejaculated, much more than usual, and it landed on my mother's panties.

After ejaculating, I looked up and couldn't see my mother on the stairs anymore. I didn't even know when she left. I threw her underwear aside, planning to clean it after my shower, and started showering with a feeling of relief.

After showering, I came out of the bathroom, and my mother followed me in to wash clothes. Only then did I remember that I hadn't cleaned her underwear stained with my semen. I was so nervous, afraid that my mother would find out that I had dirtied her underwear. I immediately ran up the stairs and saw through the window that my mother was just picking up the underwear stained with my semen. She subconsciously pressed it to her nose and smelled it, then used her fingers to scoop up a strand of semen on the underwear. The clear liquid wet her fingers, and my mother put her hand in her mouth and tasted it. It was indeed the taste of my young semen.

I knew my mother could recognize the smell of semen. Just as I was at a loss and trying to hide in my room, I saw a slight smile appear on my mother's lips, with a hint of redness.

The strong scent of my youthful semen was an irresistible temptation for a mature woman who had been a widow for several years. My mother lowered her head, slowly opened her mouth, and lasciviously stuck out her bright red tongue, licking the semen on my panties. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the semen stuck to her panties, then scraped off the semen she couldn't reach with her fingers and put it in her mouth. With a satisfied expression, she swallowed the semen in her mouth with a gulp, as if not wanting to miss a single drop. She carefully licked every part of her panties for a final inspection, swallowing all the semen completely. Then she smacked her lips, stuck out her tongue, and licked around her full, bright red vulva, rolling in all the remaining milky white semen around her mouth.

From then on, I couldn't help but start paying attention to my mother's every move. I noticed that she suddenly started to care about her appearance. She often wore faded jeans with a loose top over them, and sometimes she wore a tight-fitting short t-shirt, as if she was showing off her dazzlingly beautiful thighs, her protruding, full and alluring breasts, and her curvaceous figure.

At night, my mother often walked around the room in a transparent and revealing nightgown. Several times, when I went to the bathroom or to get a drink of water in the middle of the night, I would run into her on the way. She was wearing a very narrow short shirt (of course, it was transparent), which only covered her armpits and barely covered her firm and full breasts. It extended down to a little below the crotch of her thighs, barely covering her slightly protruding vulva. But when she walked, the skirt would ride up, and I could clearly see the ripples of her plump breasts and her tiny panties. Through the two layers of thin fabric, I could see the black, curly forest between my mother's legs, with thick black pubic hair peeking out from under her. It was so beautiful.

During the day, when my mother was home, she would wear a loose-fitting t-shirt that reached her knees. She had also developed the habit of bending over, which made her full breasts appear and disappear. Looking through her loose neckline, I noticed that my mother was never wearing a bra. Her pair of plump, large, white, and tender breasts, so smooth they seemed about to burst, swayed back and forth. I could even see a little bit of the areola showing through, a dark reddish-brown color. The nipples, erect like grapes on the areolas, were incredibly tempting. Between her breasts was a charming and cute cleavage. It was so alluring! Although I couldn't truly feel pleasure, it was still a feast for the eyes.

I started to wonder if my mother had any sexual interest in me, if she was trying to seduce me. But I was only fifteen, while my mother was a mature woman of thirty-eight, so much older than me and my own mother. Could I be imagining things, misunderstanding her intentions? Maybe she was just concerned for her child, out of natural maternal love?

After all, she was my mother. How could a son lay a hand on his own mother? I thought about how the textbooks clearly stated that incest was wrong, that it was "incestuous," and that the consequences of incest were severe. There should be no doubt about that. These terrible and chaotic thoughts strongly troubled me.

My mother is a middle-aged woman nearing forty, but she looks like a woman in her thirties. She possesses a mature beauty that is more alluring than that of a typical young girl. According to a senior classmate who frequents brothels, the best women to sleep with are those in their thirties or forties. These women are the most energetic and incredibly seductive. Twenty-year-old girls are all looks and no substance, like unripe fruit.

My mother's beautiful, mature body became the ideal object of my fantasies. At night, I would lie in bed and select images from pornographic books of mature women with similar characteristics to my mother having sex. I would imagine my mother's mature body on the women in the photos and masturbate like this. Sometimes, I would take a pair of panties stained with my mother's vaginal secretions or pubic hair, smell them, or put them on myself, or slip them over my erect penis and enjoy the pleasure of masturbation in my fantasies.

However, I have never had sex with a woman. I am full of curiosity and desire for women, especially mature women's bodies, which give me a more real intimacy than masturbation. Older women understand what sex is better.

About a week passed like this. My mother and I began secretly watching each other shower and masturbate. After masturbating, my mother would deliberately turn her underwear inside out, placing the side with the discharge on top of her clothes. The discharge also seemed darker and more abundant than before.

From that day on, I became bolder and started masturbating with my mother's underwear, intentionally ejaculating on it. After ejaculating, I would also deliberately turn the side with my semen on top, as a way of repaying my mother for the discharge she had left me.

Although we had transcended the mother-son relationship on a spiritual level, we did not actually have a physical relationship. In this way, my mother and I enjoyed a week of spiritual incest.

Today is my sixteenth birthday. My mother told me she would give me a surprise birthday present, but I still can't imagine what it will be.

Usually, my mother takes a shower first, but tonight after dinner, she told me to take a shower first. I went to the bathroom and slowly started showering, deliberately leaving the window open. But I noticed that my mother wasn't peeking at me from the stairs tonight. After I finished showering, my mother went into the bathroom to shower. I immediately ran to the stairs to peek, but found that the bathroom window was tightly closed. I had no choice but to go back to the living room and sit on the sofa to watch TV.

My mother took a long time to shower before coming out. The moment I saw her, my heart pounded, and my mind went blank. She was wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, still damp from her shower. The nightgown clung tightly to her sexy, alluring body, the sheer fabric unable to conceal her voluptuous figure. I could clearly see the beautiful curves of her body. The top two buttons were undone, revealing her high, prominent breasts. Upon closer inspection, I could tell she wasn't wearing panties or a bra underneath. In the light, wearing it was as if she wasn't wearing anything at all, practically naked. You could clearly see the nipples on her breasts, as if they were being teased, clinging tightly to the soft nightgown. Her high breasts rose and fell rapidly with a sensual rhythm beneath the cicada-wing-like nightgown. Below, her mons pubis, bulging like an eel's head, was like a towering mountain, majestic and imposing, exuding a fierce aura, as if it were defiantly challenging any tower. Thick black pubic hair was clearly visible, those pubic hairs bared and claws, as if they were about to burst through the nightgown.

My mother gave me a charming smile, then swayed her hips as she walked past me. Her large buttocks swayed dramatically, her alluring thighs and buttocks trembling slowly like flowing water, exuding a sensual allure.

She gracefully sat down on the sofa beside me and said seductively,

"Today is your sixteenth birthday, um… happy birthday… Mom has two birthday presents for you today. The first is this…"

As she spoke, she took out a videotape and handed it to me, saying seductively,

"Son, happy birthday. Come, let's watch it together."

I glanced at the videotape; it was covered in Japanese I couldn't understand. The only clear thing was the title: "Mother and Son Affection." With a puzzled look, I put the videotape into the VCR and pressed the remote to start playing.

On the screen appeared a family of three having dinner. Through their conversation, I learned that the father was going on a business trip out of town for a month after dinner. The woman was a middle-aged woman around forty years old, plump and fairly good-looking. Their son was a little boy younger than me, very thin. After the family finished eating, the father hurriedly left with his luggage, the son took a towel to take a shower, and the mother was clearing the table.

I didn't think there was anything interesting about this. I thought watching my mother in her semi-transparent nightgown was more interesting. I said impatiently,

"Mom, what's so interesting about this?"

My mother smiled and said, "Can you be a little more patient? The following content is very exciting. I guarantee you'll want to watch it again."

I watched patiently. After the mother finished tidying up the dining table, she went back to her room. When she passed by the bathroom, she found that the bathroom door was not closed properly, so she stood at the door and peeked. She saw that the little boy playing the son was taking a bath naked. While bathing, he was stroking his penis. The little boy's penis was small and light in color. It was not yet fully developed. It was probably just beginning to get erect. His pubic hair had not yet grown.

I was startled. My God, my mother had asked me to watch an adult film, and it was even depicting an incestuous relationship between mother and son. Having never watched an adult film before, I stared at the screen with my mouth slightly agape in surprise.

At this moment, the mother was secretly watching her son masturbate while unbuttoning two buttons of her shirt, reaching her slender hands inside to caress her large breasts through her bra. Her left hand slid into her skirt, reaching in from the side of her panties to caress the flesh that was overflowing with thick, honey-like fluid, playing with the unusually hard clitoris. She clenched her teeth to suppress any whimpering sounds, while simultaneously thrusting her buttocks forward, her fingers continuing to vigorously torment the erect clitoris, moving intensely within the hot, itchy flesh. The twisted joy on her face was exactly the same as when my mother masturbated.

Finally, the mother couldn't resist any longer. She ran back to her room, leaving the door slightly ajar, and began to undress.

The woman, a middle-aged woman of my mother's age, had a figure no less impressive than hers; her pubic hair was thick and black, and her mature, full breasts and buttocks exuded the sensuality of a mature woman. After undressing, the middle-aged woman lay naked on the bed, one hand caressing her vulva, the other stroking her large breasts, which bounced rhythmically, while she continuously emitted moans.

At this moment, the focus of the screen was on the middle-aged mother's vulva. Her vagina was glistening with a lot of vaginal fluid. The middle-aged woman used her index and middle fingers to dig deeply into her secret hole, while her thumb pressed and rotated on her erect clitoris. Her snow-white and beautiful fingers caressed the protruding fleshy bud that resembled a flower stamen. Then, as if to tear it open, she pulled apart the dark red vulva covered in sticky fluid. Her slender fingers danced in her slits, making lewd sounds every time they rubbed against her vulva.

The camera then panned to the slightly ajar door, revealing the son, who had just finished showering, standing in the doorway, peeping at his middle-aged mother masturbating while simultaneously stroking his own penis. The son then gently pushed open the door, crawled on the floor like a dog, and crouched down to the foot of the bed. The middle-aged mother was rubbing her large breasts with both hands, her legs wide open, her genitals still dripping with vaginal fluid. The boy climbed between her legs, stood up, and pressed himself against her, embracing her with both hands. His still-foreskin-covered penis was positioned precisely at the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of his hips, "plop," his penis was fully inserted into her vagina.

The middle-aged mother screamed in fright at her teenage son's sudden action, her body arching back as she stared at him with wide eyes, saying,

"Oh my god, what are you doing? Stop! No... You can't do this... This is incest!"

Hearing about incest, the boy became even more excited, thrusting wildly into his mother's overflowing, wet vagina, making "plop! squelch!" sounds as he pumped.

The middle-aged mother kept shouting, "No! No! You can't!" but her body disobeyed, swaying wildly and wantonly with her son's teasing, her exquisite vulva being relentlessly penetrated by his thrusts.

The frenzied thrusting ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within the middle-aged mother's cunt. At the height of her life, the mother completely broke down; her wanton lust quickly consumed her. How could her long-dormant cunt withstand the wild thrusting of that real, hard penis? Gradually, the mother's previously furrowed brows relaxed, replaced by a flushed face. Her pink cheeks were rosy, and her cunt was overflowing with lustful fluids. Her hands and feet tightly clung to her young son, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards to meet the thrusts. Her pink face was flushed with desire, her alluring eyes half-open, her breath coming in soft gasps, a beastly, ecstatic moan escaping her lips.

During the process of the teenage son raping his middle-aged mother, the lewd mother finally let down her guard. She not only actively cooperated with her son's thrusting, but also constantly changed positions and taught her son sexual techniques. They fought fiercely in bed, abandoning all ethical relationships and worldly views, only seeking to satisfy their lust.

Finally, the young son shuddered, yelled, and quickly pulled his penis out of his middle-aged mother's vagina. He then grabbed his own hand, gripped his penis tightly, and aimed it at his mother's face. "Pfft pfft pfft..." The semen shot out like a wild horse. The middle-aged mother opened her mouth wide to receive the young son's semen. The semen gushed out of her mouth continuously. The middle-aged mother kept opening her mouth wide to receive the semen. Her mouth couldn't hold it all at once, and a large amount of semen flowed down her chin and onto her breasts. The young son sprayed the middle-aged mother with semen all over her head and face, and her hair and breasts were also covered with a thick white stain.

The middle-aged mother, completely unconcerned, tilted her head back and swallowed the semen in her mouth with a gulp. She then cupped her breasts, which were also covered in semen, in her hands, bringing them close to her face. Lowering her head, she slowly opened her mouth and extended her bright red tongue to lick her breasts, scooping up mouthfuls of semen and swallowing them. She then used her fingers to scrape off any semen she couldn't reach and put it in her mouth. Finally, with a satisfied expression, she licked her still-erect penis, which had just been ejaculated on. The young penis, the entire shaft wet, with some semen still on the glans, was lovingly licked clean by the middle-aged mother with her tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop of semen. She carefully licked every inch, giving it a final check, swallowing all the semen. Then, she smacked her lips, extended her tongue, and licked around her full, bright red vulva, scooping up any remaining milky-white semen around her mouth. She then gave the camera a seductive smile and said:

"I am a mother who was raped by her own son. I never knew incest with my own son felt so good. From now on, I will rape my own son every day. All mothers in the world, hurry up and take action, rape your own sons!"

As she spoke, the middle-aged mother pounced on her own son like a bitch in heat...

The movie finally ended. I breathed a sigh of relief, gasping for air. My penis was hard and erect. I turned to look at my mother. Her face was flushed red, as if it was about to burst with tears. Her chest was heaving, her hands were clenched into fists, and her legs were unconsciously clamped together and rubbing up and down. It was clear that she was also very excited!

At this moment, my mother noticed the change in my pants and reached out to pinch my hard penis in my pajama pants. The pinch made my penis feel extremely comfortable, which excited me so much that I forgot that the woman in front of me was my biological mother. I couldn't help but arch my buttocks and rub my penis against my mother's palm.

My mother just stared blankly at my penis, her sucking suddenly becoming more rapid. After a while, she released her grip, letting me sit close to her on the sofa. She looked at me with a charming smile and asked,

"Hi! Son, do you still like Mom's first gift?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Aren't we similar to them, mother and son? We're both peeping at each other while showering, and masturbating..."

"Mom, so you knew." Although I knew my mother had deliberately let me see, hearing her say it for the first time still shocked me.

"Silly child, of course I know."

"Mom, this is the first gift, what is the second gift?"

"Baby, I've watched you grow from a little child to this age. I only recently realized that you're already sixteen. Male hormones have made you an adult. If your father were still here, he would definitely tell you some things that boys should know when they grow up, such as how to have sex with a woman. I just showed you through a video, but you're not a real man until you've actually had sex. Tonight, I wanted to find a woman to have sex with to celebrate your sixteenth birthday, but I couldn't find a suitable one. I thought about finding a prostitute, but I was afraid it wouldn't be hygienic. So, I have a crazy idea, an idea that I never even thought of before, even though I have the guts to give myself a second thought..." My mother smiled kindly at me.

"After much thought, I started researching in books. From different cultural customs throughout history, I realized that my ideas weren't so unusual after all. I discovered that the gift I want to give you is the same kind of gift that many mothers give to their sons, except that this kind of gift cannot be given in public." The mother paused for a moment and took a deep breath before continuing.

"Mom has decided to give you a gift that shows how deep my love for you is. I want to give my good son something that money can't buy, a gift that no other woman can give you. The birthday gift Mom wants to give you is my own body..."

My mother said this dramatically, then stood up, untied her robe in front of me, and let it slide to the floor. Instantly, my familiar, snow-white, full-figured female naked body appeared before me, radiating a... The mature charm of a woman, after a week of mutual peeping with my mother, even with my eyes closed, I could clearly see the shape and color of her body. But this was the first time I had ever looked at her naked body so closely. I couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at my beautiful, naked mother before me, my burning gaze sweeping from head to toe, then back up, finally settling on the thicket of dark pubic hair on her mound, unable to tear my eyes away from her vulva.

"Son, is my body beautiful?" my mother smiled, touching her dark pubic hair with her snow-white hand.

"Oh... God... Mom... you..." My consciousness began to blur; I didn't know what would happen next.

My mother stood naked in front of me, her hands gently stroking the beautiful, slightly bulging area of her genitals. She would occasionally thrust her hips forward, as if she were making love, shamelessly opening and closing her thighs, making various lewd gestures to tease me, and laughing obscenely.

My mother continued doing things that surprised me. She spread her thighs wide and pulled her mons pubis upwards. Her vulva was already quite far forward, and with that pull, it was almost completely exposed, revealing her pink flesh. My mother straightened her lower body, bringing her entire vulva close to my face so I could see it more clearly. My face was directly in front of my mother's vulva. Her two thick, dark red labia majora were closed, with a thin, long slit clearly visible in the middle. My mother's labia majora were quite large, and her vulva was very large. The slit was very tight, and clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her plump vulva. It made my eyes almost pop out. The stimulation made my penis erect, pressing against my pajama pants.

"See this? This is Mom's little hole. You were born from this little hole. Tonight, Mom has decided to offer this fleshy hole for you to fuck, to make love to you personally, and to do the most sacred thing between men and women together. This is Mom's birthday present for you. Mom knows that you have grown up and are fully mature enough to accept this special gift. Mom hopes to guide you from childhood to adulthood. Mom wants to watch her own son become a real man on her body..."

"Mom, you mean... to make love to me... But, isn't that a little inappropriate?" I said in a weak voice.

"Mom knows this is wrong, and it could lead to jail time, but do you know what? There is no love in the world stronger than a mother's love for her child. Mom will not do anything to destroy this love between us. Mom hopes that even if we make love, you will continue to treat me as your mother. Do you understand?" Mom said, holding my hand.

"Mom, isn't it incest for a son to have sex with his own mother?"

"What's wrong with incest? There are countless incestuous relationships in the world. During the day, everyone's a respectable gentleman, but at night, when the man's penis is hard and the woman's vagina is itchy, they don't care if you're mother and son or father and daughter, they don't care if it's incestuous or not, they just want to have their fun first. According to Freud's theory, all boys have an Oedipus complex. Tell me, have you ever fantasized about having sex with your mother before?"

"Yes..."

"That's how it is. When a boy grows up, his penis gets hard, and he wants to have sex with a woman. The woman beside him is either his biological mother or his biological sister. They live together, and sometimes it's inevitable that he'll see his mother's or sister's breasts, or even their vaginas. So, the first woman a boy wants to sleep with is either his biological mother or his biological sister. And at this time, the mother is in her prime, at her most mature and charming, and most attractive to young boys. If she doesn't have a husband, the mother loves her son the most and is willing to..." She would definitely sleep with her son. The two of them would cuddle together at night, the son's penis touching the mother's vagina, making her vagina itchy, and the son's penis would get hard. Sooner or later, it would penetrate the mother's vagina. Besides, mothers love their sons the most. If the son wanted to penetrate the mother's vagina, the mother would definitely let him unconditionally. Therefore, incest between mother and son is the most common and prevalent. It is said that 40% of families in the United States have experienced incest, and incest between mother and son is the most common and prevalent. It's just that everyone does this kind of incest behind closed doors, without outsiders knowing.”

“But…why do people say that incest between mother and son is forbidden?”

"The moral concept of prohibiting incest was created by people in the past to avoid family disputes. If a son had incest with his mother, the son would be jealous of his father, and the father wouldn't want to share his wife with his son, leading to family discord. If society were like that, the world would be in chaos. Therefore, the restriction against incest exists. In addition, in the past, to prevent the inheritance of harmful genes, people prohibited incestuous relationships. The reason why a son couldn't have sex with his mother was because incestuous mating could lead to birth defects. However, in modern society, sex is not for procreation." Although we are legally and blood-related mother and son, as long as we don't have children, it's just physical contact, like holding hands. What's the big deal? Incest isn't a problem for us, mother and son, because it's just you and Mom in our family. There's no Dad to compete with you for Mom's vagina, so there won't be any family discord. We can have incest behind closed doors, and as long as we don't tell anyone, no one else will know. It's our secret. Incest not only satisfies our sexual desires but also strengthens our bond. Isn't that a win-win situation?

"But in traditional thought, incest is condemned."

"Mom doesn't think incest is immoral. In family relationships, the bond between parents and children is closer than anyone else's. Blood ties make them rely on each other, and it's natural for them to have feelings for each other. It's not impossible for it to develop into a sexual relationship. You know, in the past, many customs among border ethnic groups involved the eldest son marrying his mother after the father's death. In ancient China, many emperors even made their mothers, aunts, sisters, and other female relatives their concubines." "

Even so, you are my mother..."

"She's your own mother, so you should fuck her even more, you know? Experienced men like to fuck middle-aged women like your mother. Those women outside, though young and pretty, are like unripe green fruits, unresponsive and won't wriggle their hips to meet you. Middle-aged women like your mother have years of sexual experience; they'll wriggle their hips to meet you. Their vaginas are so beautiful and juicy, so slippery and warm, and they'll suck in and out, like a sweet and delicious peach! Besides, your own mother's vagina is one of a kind in the world. Your mother's cunt is incomparable to any other woman's. The liberation that a son feels when fucking his own mother is beyond morality, a pleasure that most people can't experience." "Think about it, the little cunt your cock is fucking is the cunt that gave birth to you, the little flesh cunt of your own mother. That incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any woman's vagina. Moreover, people often say that mother and son are connected at heart. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, and they are more in sync than when they have sex with anyone else."

My mother, who had lost all rational control and completely surrendered to the abyss of lust, was like a female leopard unleashed by her bestial nature. Her face flushed red, she knelt down at my feet, pulled down my underwear, and took it off my legs. I was at a loss and let her do as she pleased. My cock was already extremely erect, excitedly standing up high and swaying up and down. The huge glans bulged out, gleaming with a dark purple-red light.

My mother's alluring eyes were fixed on my large penis, her expression one of surprise and delight. She grasped my thick shaft with both hands; it was hot and hard to the touch. Looking at me lewdly

, she said, "Heh...you little devil...still pretending. Look how big your penis has become! Wow...so amazing...such a big penis...look, even Mom can't hold it in one hand...Mom has never seen such a big penis before...I never imagined your penis was so big...so wonderful...hard and hot...I wonder what it will feel like to be inside Mom's pussy...ah...son...your penis, so hard it's almost pitiful. Don't worry! Mom will caress it gently, it will make you feel incredibly comfortable..."

My mother was completely lost in lust, her snow-white hands... She gently teased my pure and lovely big cock with her fingers, eagerly opening her beautiful cherry-like mouth, her lovely petals fully embracing the large, red, and moist glans, placing it in her mouth and slowly sucking on it. Her right hand held the two testicles below, constantly stroking and kneading them. Using both her hands and mouth, her mother's small mouth released the glans, sticking out her tongue to tease the urethral opening of the glans, then gently biting my glans with her teeth. Her left hand vigorously moved the cock up and down, and a few drops of white liquid immediately flowed from the urethral opening of the glans, making the cock even thicker and larger.

I quickly stopped her, saying, "Mom, don't do this! We're mother and son, we can't commit incest!"

My mother looked at me with seductive, amorous eyes, leaning against me naked, her lewdness completely exposed. She said in a soft voice,

"Mom doesn't care. Today, I'm naked, my little hole is sticking out, begging you like this. If you refuse me, how can I face anyone? Besides, a few days ago you peeked at me while I was bathing, and you masturbated in front of me. I've been a widow for many years, and now I'm in my prime, starved for so long. How can I withstand your stimulation? You've ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within my flesh. You have to take responsibility. My flesh down there is so itchy, so empty." "Oh dear, look, the juices from Mom's pussy are flowing out like tap water, running down my legs! Forget about incest, Mom doesn't care anymore! Mom wants to be fucked! Mom's pussy needs a man's cock! Mom's pussy is so itchy! Quickly stop the itching! Mom wants to be fucked to her heart's content! If you don't fuck me, Mom will just go outside and find some other man to fuck. Do you want Mom to go find other men? Do you want Mom's pussy to be fucked by other men's cocks?"

"Of course not..."

"That's good. Let's keep the good stuff in the family. Don't worry about it. It's just the two of us at home now, mother and son. Nobody else knows if we're committing incest. Son, come on, let your mother's little hole serve you well! If we can break free from the constraints of propriety, we can enjoy the pleasure of male-female sexual intercourse. I'm a woman who can satisfy you. Although I'm old, and my vagina has loosened a bit after giving birth to you, I can still grip my own vagina tightly..." "I'm confident in my strength. I'll make sure you're satisfied and feel incredibly comfortable. Do whatever you want to me. Whatever you say, I'll do it. Don't worry, I'll be very horny. I'll be horny than any woman you've ever seen. My dear son..."

My mother climbed her bare thighs onto mine, rubbing her genitals against mine, and kissed my neck, begging as wantonly as a prostitute.

"No... Mom, don't do this, you can't do this..."

I tried to push my mother away, but my hands landed right on her breasts. Before this, I had never really touched a woman's naked breasts, so my mother's breasts were the first breasts I had ever touched. They felt so soft and elastic, but she was my biological mother. I was startled and immediately pulled my hands away.

My mother grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast, her expression wanton. "Listen to me," she said, "gently caress my big breasts with both hands, like you're stroking them."

I had no choice but to hold my mother's breasts. They were large; I could barely hold one with both hands. They felt so soft and elastic. The feeling of my hands caressing my mother's warm, soft, round, and elastic breasts, like big winter melons, was indescribable. It was a feeling I had never experienced in my life!

My mother sat between my legs, her back arched, eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure I was giving her. She teased me softly with lewd words:

"Yes! That's it, that's how you should gently caress a woman's breasts! So good, so comfortable..."

My mother gently encircled my neck, pressing my penis against her left breast, breathing rapidly, seductively twisting her full, mature body. This didn't seem like a mother at all; it was a woman's seductive charm towards a man.

My mother forcefully twisted her bouncy buttocks, thrusting her lower abdomen forward. My huge penis slid between my mother's thighs, gently rubbing against her hairy pubic hair. The head of my penis touched something soft and warm; I knew my glans was now pressed against my mother's vulva.

"This is it, this is the entrance to Mom's vagina. Mom hopes to... take your man's weapon... entirely inside... Child, you know very well that this is incest. Think about it, this is the dream of many men. You will have a mother who completely obeys you and satisfies you, your sex slave. Don't you find this incestuous love exciting? Isn't this what you've always wanted? Good child, hmm?"

At this moment, the mother had completely abandoned the hypocrisy of human self-respect, as wanton as a little harlot. Thinking of my thick, hard penis about to penetrate her vagina, her burning flower cave contracted violently.

"Mom, I am your own son. We will be punished by heaven for doing this. We can't do this. It's not too late to regret it now."

"Son, even in this state, how could I regret it? Come on! My dear son, let me be your woman, let me fulfill your duties as a wife. If you don't fuck me, I'll rape you. If you say no now, once it's inside you, you'll feel so good you won't want to pull out, so good you'll want to be inside me every day until you're satisfied. Come on... poor me... I can't take it anymore... use your big cock to relieve my itch... I'd die for your hard, big cock, to enjoy my beloved every day." "My son's hard cock... that's the greatest happiness of my life... ah..." the mother screamed wildly, one hand reaching between her legs, using her fingers to separate her labia, revealing her pink vulva, while the other hand grasped my penis, guiding it to her honey pot. My huge penis immediately pressed against my mother's vulva, which was filled with lustful fluids. I could clearly feel my hard, hot glans pressing against my mother's alluring, lustful opening. If either of us moved, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp, panting with excitement!

"Oh...Mom...no..." When the head of my penis touched my mother's soft, hot vagina, the sensation made me moan. I felt dizzy because I was about to enter a brand new world, a new beginning in my life. I knew I was about to become a real man, and this coming-of-age ceremony would be presided over by my mother.

My mother's body became very hot, and her vaginal opening became very wet, slippery, and hot, constantly contracting, and a little milky white, sticky, and slippery fluid was flowing out.

"Your cock is so big... Mom might die this time... Mom will definitely cry from the pain... But Mom isn't afraid... Fuck Mom as much as you want... Fuck Mom until Mom can't come anymore..."

My mother slowly sat down, and because her vagina was very wet, I almost didn't realize that with a "whoosh," my enormous, lewd, egg-sized glans, which had been pressed against the entrance of her vagina, smoothly slid into her flesh.

Wow! Such a tight vagina. I didn’t expect that a thirty-eight-year-old mother’s vagina would still be so tight and small. She was not at all like a woman who had given birth to a child. The mother’s vaginal opening was wider, but the inside of her vagina was not as loose as expected. Enveloped by my mother's warm, moist vulva, so slippery and hot, it felt as if it would melt my glans. Layer upon layer of soft, lustful flesh pressed against my glans, constantly secreting thick lubricating fluid. My glans was completely surrounded by a vast ocean. I felt my glans being obstructed, bitten tightly, which was a little painful, but also very comfortable.

My mother closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, frowned, opened her mouth slightly, and kept breathing

, her buttocks slowly sat down, and as she moved step by step, she slowly swallowed my cock into her pussy inch by inch. My thick and long cock pushed open the vaginal wall, and swallowed my mother's vagina bit by bit. It felt like It was as if I was passing through a hot, moist and slippery passage. It was quite narrow inside, slippery, tight and warm, which was very different from masturbation. My mother's soft vagina tightly wrapped around my thick cock, and the two voluptuous vaginas pressed lower and lower along my fat and hard shaft bit by bit. I felt waves of pleasure coming.

My mother kept pressing her round buttocks down, trying her best to allow my penis to penetrate deeper into her hot, wet hole. Finally, she sat down forcefully. Because her vagina was already wide open and filled with vaginal fluid, my penis, along with the fluid secreted by her vagina, smoothly disappeared into my mother's juicy and lovely hole, opening up this forbidden territory of hers, completely hidden from the time she gave birth to me 16 years ago. My penis was fully inserted into her vagina, the highly engorged glans pressing against her cervix. Her warm vaginal walls enveloped my shaft, feeling slippery, warm, and incredibly comfortable. The highly engorged glans pressed against a piece of flesh, firmly embedded in her cervix. Her cervix opened and closed, sucking on my large glans—an exceptionally wonderful sensation that sent waves of pleasure through my body, making me so excited I almost jumped for joy.

My mother let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling, her vagina contracting repeatedly. We, mother and son, were tightly embraced, motionless, our lower bodies joined together without any gap.

My mother's vagina was incredibly tight. If it hadn't been so well lubricated, penetration would have been extremely difficult. But this tightness gave me immense stimulation. My large, thick body rubbed intensely against her narrow walls, her vagina sucking at my glans like a suction cup, providing an indescribably pleasurable sensation.

Finally, I penetrated! I finally possessed my mother's vagina. It was the first time I had ever inserted my penis into a woman's vagina, and it was my own mother's vagina. Although my mother was middle-aged, her vagina was still slippery and tight, with an unimaginable heat inside. This was something that could never be compared to the palm or fingers. It was as if my penis was inserted into a tight, burning sac of flesh, giving me great pleasure.

The first time I entered my mother's body, I was overwhelmed with emotions. The warm and tight feeling was so pleasurable that I would never forget it. My mother and I finally broke the taboo of morality and committed incest. This sin could never be washed away in my lifetime...

The room was quiet, and my mother stopped moving. Only our lower bodies were tightly connected.

I savored the beauty of this moment. My penis throbbed in the warm embrace of my mother's vagina, and an indescribable feeling of warmth welled up inside me. I slowly relaxed my tense nerves, and my body loosened up. Gradually, I got used to this strange and unfamiliar sensation. I moved my body slightly and felt my penis gently rub against the walls of my mother's vagina. Instantly, a surge of excitement rushed to my head.

"It's all the way in, Mom! My cock is all inside your pussy!"

"Yes, son... your thick cock is all inside Mom's pussy... so deep... so good, oh my god! Mom is going crazy! Your cock is filling Mom's pussy, Mom is making love with my own son, Mom is receiving your semen inside Mom's pussy, Mom is so excited, oh! Darling, Mom's darling son! Mom loves you so much!" The mother's long-dormant lust was completely liberated from the long-term constraints of hunger, and her soft moans and groans unleashed the unrestrained lust of a lonely, resentful woman.

"I'm having sex with you, Mom. Oh, I'm defiling my own mother's vagina! God, we've finally committed incest."

"That's right, we've finally committed incest. The big cock of my own son, born from my vagina over ten years ago... is currently pounding into my vagina... Now your big cock is inside my vagina, isn't it very comfortable, very pleasurable, very enjoyable? I'm not lying to you, am I?"

"Mom... your little hole... is so warm... so tight... it grips my cock... it feels so good... so wonderful... I love it so much... Mom... if I had known... the feeling of fucking... was this wonderful... I should have fucked your little hole a long time ago..."

My mother gently stroked my face with her hand, smiling as she said, "Silly child... before you weren't... grown up... your cock couldn't get hard... how could you come in... fuck Mom's little hole... From now on, we mother and son... can make love often... Mom's little hole... welcomes you anytime... come in... fuck... um... it's so wonderful... dear son... big cock son... your big cock is so amazing... so big and long... Mom's head "Staying this for the first time... such a wonderful feeling... it's so deep... it's reached my flower core... you've already reached... my cervix... my cervix was almost torn open by you... so beautiful... so comfortable... I wonder how many women will be obsessed with you in the future... ah... so happy... Mom is so happy..."

After my big cock was inserted into my mother's vagina, it was swollen to the brim, the vaginal walls were squeezed and swollen, and her vulva was squeezed as if it was about to be torn. My mother had never tasted this feeling before. It was more painful and more stimulating than when my father deflowered her when she was a virgin. The desire that had been suppressed in my mother's body was completely ignited by my big cock, and what surrounded her whole body was an indescribable pleasure and excitement.

I led my mother into a blissful state she had never experienced before. My large glans touched the very core of her womb, and an unprecedented pleasure and comfort spread from her vagina throughout her entire body, as if she were floating on clouds. Pain, numbness, swelling, itching, sourness, and sweetness—a truly complex mix of sensations. At that moment, my large penis felt like a red-hot iron rod inserted into her vagina, hot and hard, the glans filling her vagina completely. My mother slowly adapted to my large penis, and her plump buttocks rose and fell wildly, her face flushed with desire, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her voice soft and breathy, a wanton cry escaping her lips:

"Ouch... dear brother... oh... you're hitting it... Mom's pussy feels so good... Mom's dear son... oh... oh... ouch... your cock is hitting it again... hitting my clit... oh..."

"Ah... Mom... I feel so good too... your pussy feels so good... I'm so happy... I want to make you happy again... okay..."

"Silly child, as long as you like it, Mom's pussy will always be wrapped around you like this, and Mom will continue to make you happy... Mom will make you feel even better... ah..."

I thrust hard into my mother's clit, while shaking my hips, making my glans drill into her clit like an electric drill. My mother shook her round hips and moaned.

My mother gripped the sofa railing with both hands, her voluptuous buttocks rising and falling, her wet vagina gripping my penis wildly, her juices flowing more and more, her beauty boundless and wanton, her fragrant sweat pouring down, her lewd words never ceasing.

"Mmm...good son...mmm...touch Mom's breasts...touch them hard...ah...so beautiful...mmm...rub them hard...mmm...Mom feels so good, so good..."

Below me, I placed my hands on my mother's breasts, rubbing them heavily with my palms, pinching her nipples with my fingers, my large penis moving up and down in sync with her movements.

Pain and pleasure mingled, each thrust of my penis hitting her G-spot. The throbbing G-spot made her feel a tingling, numb sensation. The pain of her vagina being torn apart lessened, replaced by an intoxicating, blissful sensation. Her face flushed with desire, and her vaginal fluids flowed freely. The sensation of my penis gently kissing her G-spot was so pleasurable it made her tremble. Lost in passion, she could only moan wildly, her hands gripping her large breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist, twisting her slender waist and plump buttocks in a display of boundless desire.

My mother screamed, squeezing her legs together, her buttocks heaving wildly. The movements were so intense that my penis slipped out of her body several times. She immediately shoved it back into her vagina. My penis was covered in her vaginal fluid, slippery and sticky...

My mother looked down at my penis, which gleamed as it went in and out of her vagina. It was her vaginal fluid that clung to my scrotum and the glans of my penis. Due to the tight grip and manipulation of her vaginal walls, it was completely exposed and bright red. My entire penis looked like a red pineapple, and my mother's hairy genitals looked like a mouth, chewing on my pineapple-like penis.

My mother grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast, gently caressing it. She even stuck out her tongue to lick my fingers, like licking a lollipop—a truly wanton and seductive sight. My mother knew her expression was lewd, but she couldn't control herself; she just wanted to reach orgasm immediately!

After rubbing my mother's breasts for a while, I lowered my hands and propped myself up, forming a sitting position facing each other. My mother hugged me tightly, her breasts rubbing against my chest.

"Mom...you're so horny...so slutty...um...oh...Mom...turn your fat ass around...um...turn it around...yes...that's great..."

"Darling...forgive Mom...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...so good...Mom will always belong to you...ah...um...so beautiful...um...ah..." My mother bit my earlobe and whispered in my ear.

"Mmm... such a big cock... dear husband... Mom is so happy... hmph... my pussy is pounding... oh... oh... it feels so good... ah..."

The mother moaned dreamily, tears streaming down her face, twisting her waist and lifting her hips desperately to make her vulva and the big cock fit even tighter. Waves of tingling and itching spread from her sensitive vulva to her entire body, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan:

"Mmm... ah... son... dear son... Mom is yours... so good... the feeling of incest is so exciting... son... what do you say... ah... fucking your mother's pussy... how does it feel... isn't it beautiful..."

"Mom... your son feels so good... fucking your own mother's pussy... so amazing... Mom... how about you... being fucked by your own son... with his penis... into the place that gave birth to him... how does it feel...?"

"So beautiful... the beauty of flying to heaven... so exciting... ah... if I had known that being fucked by my own son's penis... would feel this good... I would have let you fuck my pussy long ago... hurry... fuck me again... I've wasted over ten years of my life... ah... husband... dear husband... I want to marry you... okay... Mom... wants you... to fuck my pussy every day... okay..."

"Mom... I don't want to... I don't want you to marry me... I don't want you to be my concubine... We want to be mother and son forever... Mother and son committing incest... Mother and son having sex... My son's penis fucking my own cunt... This feeling... is so good... I don't want you to marry me... I want to be your son forever... I don't want to be your husband..."

"Ah...yes...yes...Mom doesn't want to marry you...Mom doesn't want to call you husband...Mom wants to call you her own son...good son...her own son's cock is fucking her own pussy...we're mother and son incest...oh...it's so exciting...fuck me...son...my precious son...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...it's so exciting...Mom's gone crazy like this...becoming a shameless slut...Mom is so despicable...Mom is even worse than a prostitute...son...am I so slutty...sounding like a slut...son...curse Mom..."

"Oh... I'll fuck... I'll fuck you to death, you slutty mother, whore, prostitute, filthy bitch! You even dare to seduce your own son, see how I'll punish your filthy cunt... I'll fuck you to death, you slutty mother..."

I cursed at my mother, aiming to make her even more lewd and have more pleasure.

My mother wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs tightly clamped around my buttocks, frantically twisting her hips and moaning wantonly:

"Oh...good son, well done! Mom is a filthy whore! Mom is a slutty prostitute! A prostitute who only gets fucked by her own son, Mom just likes to commit adultery and incest with her own son, Mom's little fat hole loves to be fucked by her son's big cock...oh...Mom is so slutty...ah...it feels so good...baby...your cock is so big...so big...fucks...fucks Mom...so happy...fucks Mom's cunt..." "...It's about to open...mmm...it's so beautiful...my little darling...don't be polite to Mommy's...little fat hole...harder...harder into it...Mommy's little cunt...curse Mommy...keep cursing Mommy...curse Mommy with the most nasty...most lewd words in the world..."

My mother hugged my body tightly, her whole body trembling, going crazy from my strong thrusts, panting constantly, thrusting her lower body to meet my movements, seeking even greater pleasure.

"Slut...it feels good, doesn't it...you feel good being fucked by me, don't you...if it feels good, scream it out..." It felt so good to call my mother a slut.

"Ah...so good...Mom is being...fucked by you the most...it feels so good...it feels so good...ah...so good...so good...ah...good son...big-cocked son...you're fucking Mom to death...Mom is your biological mother...you are Mom's biological son...we are committing adultery...Mom is having incest with her own son...oh...it's so exciting...Mom loves incest...you are Mom's biological son...my dear brother..."

My mother was being incredibly lewd, having incest with her own son, she even disregarded generational boundaries, and actually called me "my dear brother." I echoed my mother's words:

"Well said, that's exciting enough, I am your dear brother, your dear brother fucking your dear sister, try to say some lewd things, and keep calling me that."

"Okay, my name is, dear brother, you are the younger brother who raped your older sister, don't be polite to your older sister's little fat hole... fuck it hard... fuck your older sister's cunt until it's ripped apart... fuck it until it's broken... it doesn't matter..." The mother's voice sounded like crying.

"Dear older sister, you are so lewd... your younger brother likes to fuck... your older sister's cunt..."

"Dear father, I am your own daughter, big cock daddy... fuck me hard... fuck your daughter hard... your daughter's cunt is so itchy... your daughter is a little slut... likes to be fucked by her own dad... fuck me... fuck me hard... make your daughter's belly... get big..."

"Dear daughter... your cunt is so tender... your daddy has never fucked such a tender cunt before... um..." I hugged my mother's body and thrust hard.

"Grandpa, I'm glad you like your granddaughter's pussy... Oh... Granddaughter will be fucked by you... Granddaughter can't take it like this... Mmm... Grandpa... Your cock is so thick... So long... Oh... Granddaughter's pussy is being pounded by you... So comfortable... So good... Mmm... Grandpa... So beautiful... So beautiful it's killing me..." My mother's snow-white buttocks began to sway back and forth, and after my frantic thrusting, my mother also frantically matched my rhythm.

"Good granddaughter... dear granddaughter... your little chubby hole is so beautiful... oh... so soft and slippery... it grips Grandpa's cock... so... so comfortable... it feels so good to be inside... um... granddaughter... Grandpa is going to fuck you to death... Grandpa is going to fuck you hard... fuck granddaughter's little slutty hole..."

My big glans thrusting into my mother's clitoris, my big cock pounding hard inside her cunt, all of this made my mother very happy. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, she kept twisting from side to side, panting softly, her hands tightly gripping the bed railing, her legs clamped together, her buttocks... The way her body undulated, seemingly unable to bear it yet alluringly seductive, aroused my lust to the extreme, sending my soul soaring to the heavens. My mouth was agape as I savored the pleasure my mother's vagina was giving me…

My mother quickened her pace, her clitoris bulging from the intense excitement, pounding against my pubic bone. With each impact, she trembled. As the rhythm accelerated, the trembling ceased, becoming a continuous assault on her brain, causing her entire body to shudder. All I could see in my eyes was my mother's contorted expression, a mixture of pain and pleasure that I couldn't quite decipher…

"Faster, harder..."

my mother murmured, pulling me close and kissing me passionately. Our tongues swirled together, and she eagerly sucked my saliva, imagining it as fluid gushing from my glans.

My mother's vagina, under the relentless assault of my large penis, was reaching its peak. Her clitoris, rubbed and throbbed by my glans, was also tingling with pleasure, overflowing with lustful fluid that trickled down her buttocks and wet my pubic hair. My mother cried out wantonly and wantonly:

"Oh...good son...big cock brother...Mom's little cunt...sister...I'm going to die from pleasure...oh...this is fucking...so good...oh...you little devil...Mom is going to...die under your...big cock today...oh...ah...so good...big cock son...darling...fuck me to death...please...give me...fuck my big cock hard...dear son...ah...Mom is coming...Mom is coming...coming..." My

mother's legs clamped me tighter, her cunt tightly wrapped around my cock, she cried out again and again, her waist swaying constantly, close to the edge of madness because of her desire, her breathing became more and more rapid, like a female dog in heat, her movements became more and more intense.

"Quick, Mom's coming soon, fuck Mom's pussy hard, fuck Mom with the strength you used to have when you were breastfeeding, Mom can't take it anymore... Mom's going to cum... Quick... Quick, thrust into Mom's pussy hard... Mom's going to cum for her son... Quick... Come out with Mom... Ah..." My mother's wet pussy was nearing orgasm from the thrusting of my big cock, demanding more powerful thrusts.

I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts, and soon, my mother screamed, her pussy began to contract violently, tightly sucking my cock.

Suddenly, I heard my mother's rapid breathing, which became more and more rapid, and her body began to tremble violently. Then, after a brief interval, she took a deep breath, hugged me tightly with her hands, her plump breasts grinded hard against my chest, and her lower body moved wildly.

"Oh...God...what does this feel like...ah...so good...Mommy's going to die...child...good son...dear son...harder...push harder...push harder...ah...good...it feels so good...Mommy's going to die...oh...Mommy's going to be fucked to death by my bad son...ah...it's too stimulating...Mommy can't take it anymore...Mommy's going to cum...oh...good son...dear husband...cum...cum inside Mommy's pussy...cum your semen to give me..." You slutty mother... Come out with me... ah..."

My mother hugged my body and kept erecting her lower body, hoping that my cock could penetrate deeper. At the same time, she contracted the tight little meat hole with force, and the water flooded in the vagina. The water kept flowing out, and the vagina began to spasm. The hot vaginal flesh tightly sucked my swollen cock. The vaginal walls squirmed violently, contracting and contracting again, squeezing my cock regularly, forcing it to spit out the accumulated energy.

"Mom...I'm going to cum too...I want to ejaculate inside your vagina...Mom! I want to ejaculate inside your hot little hole! Mom...my good mother...my dear mother...Mom..."

I was also on the verge of exploding, so I stroked the point where my mother's penis and my own vagina were joined, and played with my mother's clitoris with my fingers, getting my hand covered in both of our semen. I put my fingers into my mother's mouth, and my mother excitedly sucked on the semen on my fingers.

"Ugh...ugh..." My mother made nasal sounds of pleasure with my fingers in her mouth.

"Ah...Mom...I'm coming..." I could hardly hold on anymore, and I was about to make my final sprint.

My huge cock thrust in and out forcefully, my mother's big buttocks swayed and twisted wildly, our lower bodies pressed tightly together, a perfect match that brought us both to the peak of pleasure. My mother's cries eventually reached the point where the tendons in her neck bulged, and her large breasts swayed from side to side, shaking against her chest with her movements. I heard her spit out her finger and scream at the top of her lungs:

The mother spat out her finger and cried out,

"My dear son... my cunt is open for you... shoot... shoot your semen into my little fat cunt... let me have your thick semen... let your own mother get pregnant... let me... give my own son a big fat boy... oh... yes... I like it when my dear son shoots his semen into my little fat cunt... shoot... shoot for me... my dear son... shoot your semen into my vulva... shoot hard... oh... my dear son... why haven't you... ejaculated yet... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die again... please... my good son... my little fat cunt... is about to be... ravaged by you... ah... it's killing me..." "...You're going to... kill Mommy... Mommy feels so bad... Oh... okay... Mommy's finished..."

Mother felt my large penis head swell inside her large, fleshy vagina. She was an experienced woman, with over ten years of sex experience, and knew I was about to ejaculate. Her entire body pressed down, holding me tightly, while simultaneously contracting her tight little hole, her flower bud clenching... She bit down hard on my penis, and a gush of hot, white semen shot out from the shallow crevice, making me tremble. My penis stiffened, shuddered a few times, and after a few feeble thrusts, my back ached, and my heart pounded. Suddenly, a large amount of hot

semen gushed out, filling my mother's violated vagina. I groaned and roared as I thrust into my mother's juicy cunt.

"I came... Oh my god! Mom... Can you feel it... Can you feel me shooting into your pussy... I came..."

After a shout, I collapsed onto the sofa, the throbbing sensation rushing to my head. I thrust my hips hard against my mother's pussy, penetrating deeper into her vagina. Then, my body trembled as I ejaculated repeatedly into her uterus. Waves of semen gushed from the tip of my glans, all of it shooting deep into my mother's mature uterus. The thick, hot semen instantly filled my mother's constantly contracting vagina, flooding her uterus. I could hear the squelching sound of me ejaculating inside her vagina.

This was the first time I ejaculated inside my mother's vagina. The feeling was completely different from masturbation. I ejaculated exceptionally quickly and in large quantities, so much so that my mother's fertile vagina couldn't fully absorb it. Soon, hot, milky semen overflowed from the shaft.

"Oh...ah...Mom feels you've come, it's so hot! Shoot, shoot your semen into Mom's cunt."

My mother was completely stunned by my hot semen. Her clitoris was scalded by the hot semen, and her body trembled involuntarily. A stream of heat suddenly shot out from her body, quickly merging with my semen. The extreme pleasure made her movements even more frenzied. She screamed, her hands tightly gripping me, her pink buttocks pressing down desperately, her two thighs tightly wrapped around my waist, and she moved her body in coordination, swallowing me with her almost spasmodic vulva, trying to imprison me in her little hole. At the same time, her vagina contracted and expanded, trying to absorb all the essence I vomited, not letting it go to waste.

"Ah! My dear son! This is so pleasurable!"

The mother closed her eyes tightly, pressing her buttocks down, squeezing as much as possible to respond to me, receiving my ejaculated semen. She twisted in rhythm with my ejaculation, receiving the final, intense attack. Her deep vagina kept flowing with sticky, lustful fluid. The tight tissues inside her vagina gradually relaxed, then tightened again in endless lust.

I was completely unable to think of anything; my mind was blank, utterly intoxicated by the extreme pleasure I had never experienced before. My mother and I climaxed together—what a powerful feeling! No sensation could compare to my penis ejaculating into the beautiful womb of my own mother's sweet vagina. It was so wonderful to see my mother moaning on top of me during a powerful, ecstatic orgasm! This forbidden incestuous lovemaking allowed me to experience the highest pleasure in life.

Finally, my glans desperately released the last drop of fluid before stopping ejaculation. My mother, with a satisfied, lewd smile, hugged me tightly. We held each other tightly, our tongues intertwined, our whole bodies trembling and convulsing, lost in the afterglow of our orgasm. Our breathing was still heavy from the passion. The incestuous lovemaking between mother and son brought us an unprecedented sexual climax. Our hands continued to roam over each other's bodies, our semen surging within my mother's vagina. The pleasure was indescribable.

We held each other like that until our breathing calmed down a bit. My mother seemed much better, though she still moaned occasionally.

My penis was still inside my mother's vagina. I could feel the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. We were both soaked, our sweat mixed together, and semen mixed with vaginal fluid dripped from the sofa onto the floor. I was exhausted and felt weak all over, but I was filled with happiness and joy.

I didn't pull my penis out; it was still inside my mother's vagina. The head of my penis was happily bathed in my mother's sweet and soft love, feeling warm and slippery. Because my mother's vagina had just experienced the most intense orgasm, the muscles on the vaginal walls were still extremely contracted, tightly wrapping around my penis, making it impossible for me to withdraw completely. In fact, I didn't intend to withdraw either. I liked the warm feeling of being contained by my mother's vagina; it was not only comfortable but also made me feel safer. I was afraid that if I left my mother's body, we would revert to the original pure mother-son relationship. Only when my penis remained deep inside my mother's body could I feel that I was one with my mother, flesh and blood, completely fused together.

My mother hugged me tightly, a satisfied smile on her face. She was sweating and panting, feeling my once incredibly hard penis slowly shrinking and softening inside her vagina. After a long while, my mother's tense body finally relaxed, and she gradually loosened her grip, collapsing onto me, still panting. Her vagina, which had been battered by the torrential rain, gradually relaxed, releasing its tightly enveloping captive, and the flow of fluid gradually stopped.

Finally, my mother stretched and sat up. She looked at me tenderly and said in a very gentle voice,

"I love you, my good child. To Mommy, nothing in this world is more important than you. Today is the happiest day of my life, and Mommy will never forget it."

Tired from the pleasure of our lovemaking, I lay on the sofa. My mother wiped my penis with toilet paper. The result of our frenzied lovemaking had left my penis completely wet, mixed with my semen and my mother's vaginal fluid, with some semen still on the glans.

After wiping me, my mother cleaned her own genitals. Her genitals were also wet

, with white semen flowing from her vaginal opening, creating a large, damp patch.

After we finished cleaning up, my mother hugged me like a kitten, nestled beside me, and smiled contentedly. We lay naked on the sofa, caressing each other. I think perhaps both of us harbored a hidden expectation of the pleasure of forbidden incestuous sex. Once the mask of worldly morality was torn off, it would flow like a river bursting its banks. I gently kneaded my mother's large breasts and nipples with one hand and stroked her pink cheeks with the other, whispering in her ear,

"Mom, did your son enjoy it?"

"So good, baby, this is such an intense climax, you're so amazing... You just drove me crazy, I almost died from it. I've never had such crazy sex before, never... never. I've lived for over thirty years, and today is the first time I've experienced the joy of life. I love you so much! If I hadn't met you, I would have wasted these past thirty years!" The mother was still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure.

"Was Dad able to satisfy you before?"

"Hmph! I wish he had that ability!"

"How long and big was his penis? Was it hard?"

"It was only a little over four inches long and an inch thick, and not very hard. He ejaculated as soon as Mom's interest was just starting, which was really painful."

"Don't worry, Mom, now your son is grown up. Your son will make you enjoy life's pleasures again. Your son will be a good son to you!"

"You don't blame Mom for raping you now, forcing you to commit incest with me?"

"I felt a little guilty at first, but now it feels so good. I never thought incest between mother and son would be so exciting. Mom, aren't we a little perverted?"

"Incest is inherently perverse, but what can I do when we're mother and son? Mom finds incestuous relationships exciting, crossing the boundaries between mother and son with her own flesh and blood, experiencing that kind of debauchery, reaching the ultimate realm of sexual pleasure. It's a liberation that transcends morality, a pleasure that most people can't experience. Just thinking about how Mom gave birth to you with her little hole, and now you're using the penis Mom gave you to fuck Mom's little hole, that psychological pleasure is amazing. Just thinking about the person fucking Mom down there is her own son, the penis that's fucking Mom's little cunt..." "It was born from Mom's pussy, and that incestuous, lewd pleasure is incomparable to any man's penis. Especially when you call me Mom during penetration, the juices inside Mom's pussy flow out like a tap, making orgasms incredibly pleasurable. I don't experience this with your father. Maybe this is what people mean by the bond between mother and son. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, more in sync than with anyone else. Being able to make love with my own son makes me the happiest mother in the world. From now on, Mom wants you to fuck Mom's pussy every day."

"Mom, don't worry, I will love you forever. I will fuck your cunt for all eternity. From now on, we won't wear clothes at home. I can make love to you whenever I feel like it. I get excited and want to fuck you whenever I see you."

My mother nestled in my warm embrace and said softly, "Son, it's not that I'm too lewd. Actually, I've been holding back for so long these past few years. I didn't want to seduce men for fear of complications. I've relied solely on my hands." "I sometimes dream of having sex with men, and when I get really aroused, my underwear gets completely soaked. It's been years since I've had an orgasm. If it weren't for me abandoning my hypocritical pride tonight and raping you, allowing me to relive the intense passion and wanton pleasure of sex, I would be living a desolate and empty life for the rest of my days. In a few years, I might even forget what an orgasm feels like."

"Mom, don't worry, I will always love you. You will never live a desolate and empty life. Your son will never leave you. I will fuck your cunt for the rest of my life. We will make love happily every day from now on, okay?"

"Of course, Mom has lost her chastity. You've ruined her entire life's purity. Mom is in her prime now, and you've ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within her. Of course, you have to take responsibility. From now on, Mom will have you fucking her pussy every day. But Mom is almost forty years old, while you're still young. There are so many young and beautiful women out there. In a few years, Mom will be old and faded, old and ugly, with a full head of white hair, no teeth, and her pussy will be loose. Will you still want Mom then?"

"Mom, don't worry, no matter how old you get, I'll still want you. Those women outside, though young and pretty, are like unripe green fruit, unappetizing and won't wag their hips. But you, Mom, have years of sexual experience, like a sweet peach! Besides, your own mother's vagina is unique in the world; your cunt is incomparable to any other woman's. A son fucking his own mother..." The kind of liberation that transcends morality is a pleasure that most people can't experience. Just thinking about how my penis is penetrating that little cunt that gave birth to me, my own mother's flesh cunt, that incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any other woman's vagina. When I make love with you, my cunt is slippery and warm. Just thinking that you are my biological mother makes me incredibly excited. Oh! Both my body and mind are satisfied."

"Mom's pussy is only for my own son to fuck. Mom is going to marry my darling son. Mom is going to get pregnant for you. Tonight is Mom's second wedding night, our wedding night together."

I pinched my mother's plump breasts and said, "I want to fuck Mom every day, every night! I want to make love with Mom forever, forever, forever, my dear Mom! Do you want more later? Son will give you one more time, even more pleasure!"

"Hmm! Of course! Mom has been hungry for so long, of course I want to eat my fill!"

"Then let's start now, Mom, come on, let your son be filial to his old mother!"

"Now? You want it again? So quickly?" Mother asked in surprise, but she didn't need to answer anymore, because she saw my limp penis already standing up, growing bigger, harder, and thicker.

Mother looked down and whispered, "Oh my God, I can't believe it. Does my son want to fuck his mother again?" Mother couldn't believe that I could regain my strength and vitality in such a short time.

"Yes, Mom, do you like it? If your body can still hold on, let's do it until dawn. Your own son will fuck his bad mother all night long, to release all the lust that has been burning in your body over the years. I'm going to tear your cunt apart and rip it apart..." I chuckled lewdly.

"Yes, all night, my good son, do it... Mom's pussy belongs to you from today onwards, son, let Mom see if her little baby can drive his mother crazy all night long, come on, fuck Mom, Mom's darling son, big-cocked son, Mom's cunt will always welcome you, Mom will teach you many, many... ways of making love... come on... use your big cock to thrust hard into Mom's cunt..." "

All night long..." Mother groaned, slowly turned around, lay face down on the bed, her back to me, her snow-white, flawless, full, plump buttocks sticking up high, blatantly presenting her vulva to welcome my cock, panting as she said:

"Ah... Mom wants you, Mom wants your big cock to go inside Mom's pussy... It's easier to go in from behind, and you can also enjoy Mom's beautiful dance while you're fucking Mom's pussy. And for Mom, Mom prefers this way. Hurry up and go in! Don't keep Mom in this position for so long, come and fuck your mom! Hurry up!"

I excitedly came between my mother's wide-open legs. I hugged my mother's snow-white and plump buttocks, spread her plump vulva with my hands, aimed my glans at my mother's honey hole, and thrust forward with force. With a "whoosh," the big glans that was originally pressed against my mother's vaginal opening went straight into my mother's pussy.

"Oh, so full, so satisfying! Good son, good cock! Use your big cock to fuck your mother! Mom is so slutty, Mom loves the feeling of being penetrated by her son, oh, so comfortable, Mom wants to feel this comfortable all night long!" The mother was sobbing as the emptiness in her lower body was satisfied.

I held my mother's snow-white and plump buttocks with both hands, moved closer, and rotated my penis vigorously with the base of my penis, causing my mother, who was driven crazy by lust, to unconsciously arch her back and sway in coordination, her buttocks wriggling forcefully.

I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother's beautiful, captivating buttocks swayed wantonly back and forth under my intense impact, strongly stimulating my nerves. With each frenzied thrust, my mother's vagina began to contract violently, tightly sucking on my penis. My thick cock was tightly bound by my mother's vaginal opening, constantly rubbing and thrusting, occasionally making soft, wet sounds.

I leaned forward, freeing one hand to grasp my mother's breast, kneading and squeezing it forcefully, while my mother rhythmically pushed her breast towards my hand. Then she also freed one hand to find her clitoris. I could feel my mother's fingers and my penis entering and exiting her vagina together.

The sounds of my abdomen hitting my mother's buttocks were incessant, my penis constantly appearing and disappearing between her buttocks.

Soon, my mother's breathing became more and more rapid, like a female dog in heat, and her movements became more and more intense.

"Oh... God... Baby... Oh... Mom is going to die... Mom is going to die of pleasure... Baby... My dear son... My good husband... Your big penis is so powerful... Mom is going to die... Oh... Fuck... Fuck harder... Fuck Mom to death..."

My mother screamed, her buttocks wildly swaying back and forth, her lower body thrusting very powerfully. That frenzied energy was almost too much for me, a greenhorn, to handle. I had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent my penis from slipping out of my mother's vagina.

I thrust into my mother's body with all my might, penetrating her deepest depths. Watching my massive member being tightly held by her brownish-red labia, thrusting in and out, being drawn into her vagina, and then pulled out—a sight as enormous as a long ribbon—I felt my glans begin to heat up, teetering on the verge of collapse. A burning desire to erupt filled my entire body, and I couldn't help but roar:

"Mom, I'm coming!"

In a single, powerful burst, I ejaculated all my love and desire into my mother's convulsing vagina. At that moment, she suddenly stopped convulsing, completely frozen, her body trembling uncontrollably.

My semen continued to flow into her uterus, tightly embracing her trembling body. My abdomen pressed against her slightly trembling buttocks, feeling the warmth of her body as the convulsions continued.

Finally, I stopped ejaculating, and my mother let out a long breath, collapsing heavily onto the counter. I lay half-reclined behind her.

When we finally came to our senses, our breathing was still labored. My penis hadn't fully shrunk; it was still inside my mother's warm vagina, and I could still feel the slight throbbing of her vaginal walls after her satisfaction.

Outside, the wind and rain were still raging, but inside, spring was in the air, a harmonious blend of passion and desire. We, mother and son, were lost in forbidden lovemaking, everything else seemingly insignificant. Morality, ethics, shame—all were cast aside. Only naked sex remained in the world.

A whole night! It was truly remarkable.

My mother and I made love wildly all night long. We tried every position we could think of. Sometimes I was on top, thrusting my big cock into my mother's cunt until we both came. Sometimes my mother was on the bed, in a doggy-style position, letting me pound her cunt from behind. Sometimes my mother used her plump breasts to clamp my young cock, squeezing and kneading it hard, making me ejaculate all my semen onto her face. Sometimes, my mother sat on my stomach in a half-daughter position, actively stroking my still-powerful cock, bringing herself to orgasm quickly. Occasionally we would stop, drink a glass of wine, slightly soothe our rapid sucking, and then continue our frenzied physical union.

My son and I were completely oblivious to fatigue, relentlessly demanding from each other as if the next day would be the end of the world. This frenzied behavior continued throughout the night.

Our joined parts were wet and dry, wet and dry again, the fluids bubbling and foaming under the intense friction, enveloping our private parts and covering our entire genitals. Yet, we continued our passionate intercourse without waning.

This battle lasted from 6 PM to 5 AM the next morning. My mother had climaxed more than ten times and fainted three or four times. Her body was covered in her own saliva, vaginal fluid, and my semen, making her look incredibly lewd. But after each climax, my mother became even more wanton. She was already out of her mind from being fucked by me, but she still kept moaning. Every time she woke up, she was completely immersed in the moment, and her moans were deafening. Several times she was so breathless from moaning that I had to pat and rub her chest to bring her back to her senses.

We also changed positions on the bed. My mother was on all fours, and I was holding her waist as I thrust into her. Before long, my mother had another orgasm. Her buttocks were trembling wildly, and she climaxed again. However, after several climaxes, her vaginal fluid was not as much as before.

After my mother finished climaxing, she went limp and fainted on the bed. I had to slowly thrust in and out, gradually waking her up again. Once she was awake, I simply picked her up and started thrusting. My mother's desire returned, and she swayed her hips up and down, but her body leaned weakly against me. Her breasts were very soft, and I felt weak when they were against my chest. So I became even more excited and thrust even harder.

My mother continued to moan, but her cries had become less varied, just rhythmic moans accompanying my thrusts. She clung to me, panting, and weakly pleaded,

"Good son... I can't take it anymore, don't do it anymore, I'm going to be raped to death, go fuck someone else..."

At that moment, besides my mother, there was no other woman in the house who could soothe my lust. Her pleas only fueled my animalistic desires. I went berserk, like a wild horse charging across the battlefield, recklessly charging forward, using all my strength to thrust harder and harder with each stroke. Sweat soaked my entire body. Besides holding me tightly, my mother's hips continued to move mechanically. I said:

"You say no, but why are you squeezing my cock so tightly...you slut...you bitch, see how I teach you a lesson."

My mother's juices flowed three or four more times as I penetrated her, her whole body felt comfortable, her bones were soft and her muscles were weak. She raised her pink buttocks and pressed her vulva against my lower abdomen, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around my waist and back, welcoming me with each rise and fall. Sweat dripping down her face, panting heavily:

"Baby...my darling...my son with the big cock...Mommy has already come more than ten times, if you keep going...Mommy will really be...fucked to death by you...please...please Mommy...quickly...quickly shoot your nectar...shoot it into Mommy...Mommy...Mommy came again...ah..."

With that, a thick stream of semen sprayed onto my glans, her vagina opening and closing, making me cry out:

"Mommy...my dear mother...my dearest mother...son...son feels so good...son is going to...go to cum..."

"Good son, sweet baby, shoot it into Mommy, shoot it inside Mommy, Mommy wants it so much..." Mother moaned, her thighs tightly clamping around my waist, desperately shaking her hips, waiting for my next drenching.

A tingling sensation ran down my back, and a gush of hot semen shot out, making Mother shudder. She hugged my waist and back tightly, arching her vulva to receive the quick release of that hot, thick semen.

This was my ninth ejaculation today. The excessive output left me feeling powerless, but it also gave me a thrilling stimulation, making my whole body tremble. My stiff penis, like an injured little bird, struggled to release the last drop of essence, barely filling the bottomless hole below Mother's.

"I did it, Mom, I did it again! I came inside you again! Ah... I hope it's not the last time."

We were both exhausted. My mother was barely breathing, her soul drifting away. I hugged her tightly, panting heavily, pressing my whole body against hers. My big cock was still inside her vagina, sucking her semen. My mother hugged me tightly too, and we caressed and kissed each other.

My mother and I achieved a perfect union of body and soul. I felt that we had become one, completely transcending the relationship between husband and wife, mother and son, man and woman. I could do anything for my mother's beautiful body, and my mother was willing to do anything for me. Our love was not just that of a mother and son, nor just that of a man and a woman, but a union of both, far beyond the taboos of blood ties. I was certain that there was no greater love than the naked sex between a sexy mother and a strong son. A strong tide of love swept through my body. No one could be more fulfilled and happier than we were now. My mother and I both appreciated this erotic union, a mixture of lust, incest, and love.

I can't remember how many times we did it that night. I only remember that my mother was on top of me at the end, so tired that she collapsed and fell asleep. I was also surprised by my energy that night. Maybe it was

because the person I was having sex with was my own mother! Later, my mother said she found it hard to believe that I had never had sex with other girls before, because she had never experienced such intoxicating and utterly devastating sex in her life. I think this might be because we are so similar, or maybe we are both naturally good at it. Of course, it is undeniable that the subconscious pleasure of incest also played a very important role.

Since I started having sex with my mother, our relationship has become much closer. In the days that followed, all I could think about was having sex with her; nothing else mattered. For me, nestled in my mother's warm embrace, my thirsty penis inside her warm vagina, was more important than anything else.

I think I've become addicted to sex, I've tasted the sweetness, and my love for my mother is different now. I love my mother more than ever before, not just as a mother, but also as a mature sexual partner.

Since having an affair with my son, the mother, who was experiencing incest for the first time, was both satisfied and excited. Her vagina, like a parched land receiving sweet rain, enjoyed the rich, sweet nourishment of my semen and was once again intoxicated by the pleasure of male-female sex. The mature body of the thirty-eight-year-old middle-aged woman was immersed in the lewd sex of mother-son incest.

My mother and I have become like husband and wife, indulging in the pleasure of incestuous sex. This summer, we made love every day. By day, we were mother and son; by night, husband and wife. Every night, I slept with my mother, and penetration was a must. We lived a life that was mother and wife, son and husband.

Every night, my mother and I shared a bed. Our house became our sanctuary for incest. We performed countless incestuous acts on that bed, my penis inside her wet vagina all night long, until dawn. We were both lost in the carnal pleasure of incest.

My mother began to teach me more about sex, how to make her happier, how to prolong our time together, and how to coordinate our time better. We tried every position and way of making love that we could think of, which greatly enhanced the pleasure of our sex life. My mother often used her sexy mouth to service my penis, and I also learned to use my tongue to bring my mother to orgasm. My mother and I became more and more in sync.

As soon as my mother and I returned home, we would be naked together. Whoever was aroused could make love anywhere, whether on the bed, under the bed, on the carpet, on the sofa, in the bathroom, lying down, standing, sitting, or kneeling. We made love to our hearts' content in all kinds of positions and angles. With my mother's rich experience and skills in sex over the past twenty years, I felt completely comfortable every time we made love. I enjoyed the charm and wonderful taste of my mother as a mature middle-aged woman, and my mother also achieved complete sexual satisfaction.

Under the tutelage of my mature, charming, and sexy mother, I fully grasped the wonders of male-female sex. I learned the techniques of intercourse and how to tease and manipulate women. I had a particular fondness for attractive, mature middle-aged women!

I bought several incest VCDs and watched them in the room while penetrating my mother's vagina. My mother began to feel the immense pleasure that incest brought her. Whenever she saw scenes of sons having sex with their mothers, fathers having sex with their daughters, or older brothers raping their younger sisters, my mother would become particularly excited. Sometimes, we would act very intimately while walking down the street. We tried having sex in the park and even went to an apartment to book a room. In short, my mother had become an immoral, promiscuous, and wanton woman.

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I am 25 years old this year. My family is a single-parent family. My father passed away when I was eight years old, leaving my mother and me to depend on each other.

My mother has a tall figure, which is rare for an Eastern woman. Although she is 38 years old, she is well-maintained and is indeed a mature, sexy, and voluptuous middle-aged beauty. She has the charm of a mature woman and the beautiful face of a kind mother. She has the demeanor of a pampered noblewoman. She is very beautiful, with a fair complexion, rosy skin, and delicate eyebrows that are slightly curved like the moon. Her large, black and white eyes were striking; her eyebrows were long, thin, and jet black; her nose was high and straight; her bright red lips were slightly upturned; her full, plump eyes possessed a natural allure; a bright red beauty mark adorned her cherry-like cheeks; and most captivating of all were her large, watery, seductive eyes. Whenever they turned and glanced at someone, they seemed to contain a flame, burning the heart and captivating the soul, their every movement able to bewitch.

My mother had a slender waist, which made her breasts and hips particularly well-developed, creating an extremely beautiful curve. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, round and firm, exuding the sensuality of a mature woman. Her large, full breasts, in particular, seemed poised to burst through her clothes at any moment, arousing any man's desire to pinch them. Her large, round, pink buttocks were plump and fleshy, and her thick, white thighs were round and full. It made me want to touch her properly. My mother's beautiful and charming face, her snow-white and smooth skin, her full and mature body, and her charm as a woman past her prime all exuded a mature and sexy beauty, radiating maternal allure. For a teenager who is just starting to develop, a mature and sexy middle-aged woman like my mother is the best object of fantasy, especially for me, her own son who is with her day and night.

My mother treated me like a child, without any inhibitions. At home, I often dressed very casually, even indulgently. If I wore a skirt, she would inevitably expose herself. She would often lift her legs to apply toenail polish, revealing a pair of plump, fair legs under her skirt. Deep within her snow-white, full thighs were tiny thongs, the small panties covering her fleshy vulva. The front seam clearly stretched the panties apart, revealing the outline of my mother's two plump labia. All of this made me unbearably aroused, causing my whole body to heat up, and my erect penis was almost about to burst out of my pants.

Sometimes, after showering, my mother would wear a semi-transparent nightgown without a bra, her nipples peeking out and swaying back and forth. I really wanted to grab them. At the same time, my mother had also developed the habit of bending over, making her full breasts appear and disappear. Looking through her loose neckline, I could see my mother's pair of plump, large, white, and tender breasts, so smooth they seemed ready to burst, swaying back and forth. I could even see a little bit of the areola showing through, a dark reddish-brown color. The nipples, erect like grapes on the areolas, were so tempting. Between her breasts was a charming and cute cleavage—it was so alluring! Although I couldn't truly feel pleasure, it was still a feast for the eyes.

Because I was the only son in the family, my mother loved and indulged me, even to the point of spoiling me. She would grant me anything I wanted, within her means.

Our house was a two-story building, and the downstairs bathroom had a window facing the stairs, which was usually open and closed when she took a shower.

One evening, after dinner, my mother went into the bathroom to take a shower. I planned to go upstairs to study, and when I glanced up, I was shocked. The bathroom window was open, and my mother was standing in the middle of the bathroom, facing the window. Her hands were unbuttoning her nightgown, letting it slip down to reveal a pink lace bra. Her two exceptionally large breasts were clearly visible, and the bra supported them, creating a beautiful, snow-white cleavage. Her full, alluring breasts stood high.

My first thought was to leave immediately, because the woman in front of me was my own mother, the biological mother who gave birth to me, raised me, and nurtured me! The mother who held me, kissed me, bathed me, and cleaned up my excrement when I was little. I shouldn't have peeked at this woman undressing, and now I was actually peeping at her bathing, looking at her with tainted eyes. I was such a bastard, and I deserved to die! A sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

I was about to turn around and go upstairs when my mother reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She was taking it off, and my heart pounded. I involuntarily stared wide-eyed at her. She slowly and silently let the bra slip down, revealing her two large, full, snow-white breasts. Being a woman who had given birth, her breasts were large and soft. With each breath, her heavy breasts swayed alluringly, their white flesh... Like two snow-white mountain peaks, her

large, brown areolas held enticing nipples about an inch and a half in size, the size of grapes. The nipples were slightly darkened, with a few small holes—a result of me suckling at her breast when I was little. Although her breasts were very full, they had begun to sag. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding from having given birth to me, but the two large, reddish-brown nipples indicated that her body was at its most mature stage.

I hadn't expected my mother to have such beautiful breasts. I stared, mesmerized, mouth agape, drooling as if I wanted to swallow them whole. I had completely forgotten that she was my own mother. My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at her large breasts, a bewildered expression on my face.

At this moment, my mother bent over and slowly pulled her pajama pants down to her knees. I could clearly see the crotch of her small thong deep inside her snow-white, full thighs. The black lace panties she was wearing today were so alluring and sexy. The mysterious area was covered only by a tiny piece of black, semi-transparent fabric. Her mysterious triangular black forest could not be hidden by the panties, revealing a few fine, curly pubic hairs. The small piece of fabric could not cover her swollen and full vulva, squeezing out a crevices that clearly showed the outline of her two thick labia, displaying infinite temptation.

My mother grasped the sides of her black, openwork lace panties with both hands and gracefully pulled them down to her calves. Instantly, her mature and sexy lower body was exposed before my eyes. What met my gaze was her high, rounded mons pubis and thick, dark pubic hair. The pubic hair was so black, shiny, and lustrous, intertwined like a small forest, covering the most beautiful and alluring part of her body—her mysterious vulva.

Although I secretly condemned myself for being so lewd, I couldn't tear my eyes away, couldn't help but greedily look at my mother's naked body. Although I wanted to leave, my legs wouldn't obey me and remained rooted to the spot.

I wanted to turn my face away, but my heart wouldn't cooperate. I was mesmerized by my mother's naked, beautiful female body standing before me. My mother was far more beautiful than I had ever imagined. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets. In all my life, I had never seen anything more perfect than this. To me, my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.

My mother's fair and translucent body appeared before me. Although she was thirty-eight years old, she was still incredibly beautiful. Though past her prime, she retained her charm. The relentless passage of time hadn't cruelly ravaged her body; on the contrary, it had given her a mature, womanly allure.

Her skin was snow-white and smooth as cream, flawless and delicate, almost like translucent white jade. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her plump back and soft, rounded breasts. Her arms were smooth and glossy, like two jade lotus roots, and her breasts were large and full, like two balls hanging on her chest. They were big and white, so captivating. They were slightly sagging, probably a size 38 to 40.

My eyes followed my mother's two white, trembling breasts. They looked so full and heavy, and under the snow-white pectoral muscles, they trembled irresponsibly, exuding a mature and charming allure, as if arousing the desire hidden deep in my male heart.

My mother's waist was slender and supple, and her exaggerated hips made her figure even more prominent, like a delicate and voluptuous gourd. Because she had given birth, her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, but not too bloated, which looked just right. On her snow-white, slightly protruding lower abdomen, there were a few faint gray stretch marks. Ah! That was the proof of my birth! Below her deep-set navel, there was a large lump of fat, and on her bun-shaped mons pubis, there was a tuft of dark, inverted triangular pubic hair. Below that, a deep slit of flesh could be vaguely seen, appearing and disappearing, making her even more beautiful and charming. Everything was even more wonderful and moving than I had imagined.

My mother's mature, charming demeanor, her curvaceous and graceful figure, the beauty of a mature woman's curves, her snow-white and delicate skin, her full and luscious breasts, her round and full, tender and white buttocks, and her two slender thighs clamping her high and plump vulva—everything about her was exquisite, truly breathtakingly beautiful. It was hard to imagine that she was a middle-aged woman in her thirties.

Having never seen a woman's body before, seeing my mother completely naked, her full breasts and thick, hairy genitals fully exposed before me, I stared wide-eyed, mesmerized by my mother's naked, beautiful female body. My burning gaze traveled from her chest down to her lower abdomen and vulva. My consciousness began to blur. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I knew that my eyes could not leave my mother's naked body even an inch.

My mother turned on the shower and began to shower. I stared at my mother's snow-white body and couldn't help but swallow greedily. My gaze was immediately drawn to my mother's huge, round breasts. Whenever she moved, her breasts swayed and trembled. I thought to myself that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than them. They were like two fleshy cone-shaped mountains, or works of art carved from pink marble, or even like beautiful rose-colored cups turned upside down, with a purple grape on top, which was the nipple, protruding arrogantly from the center.

I stared intently at my mother's beautiful breasts. The hot water from the showerhead flowed down her fresh, snow-white breasts, splashing back and leaving only a few water droplets. Watching them sway and tremble with my mother's movements, my heart almost leaped out of my chest from the temptation!

Between my mother's long, slender legs was a tuft of soft, dark pubic hair, shimmering under the water's force. My mother raised her thighs to the edge of the bathtub, parted her two plump labia with her right hand, and diligently washed her genitals. I saw my mother aim the showerhead at her vaginal opening, and a look of ecstasy appeared on her face.

My mother suddenly looked up, and her gaze met mine. My body trembled. What an absurd sight! My naked mother was staring at her own son standing right in front of her. I knew my face must be burning red. My mother was also shocked, her mouth agape. We stared at each other for a few seconds. I snapped out of it and ran upstairs to my room.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my mind filled with images of my mother's mature and alluring body. Her glistening flesh seemed to still be appearing before my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel my blood boil. My penis involuntarily swelled up, tightly constricting my pants, which was quite uncomfortable. So, I took off all my clothes and pants, lying naked on the bed. My large penis, stimulated by the erotic images from earlier, was erect, swollen, and red.

I lay in bed, my mind filled with images of my mother's alluring, voluptuous body, soft and boneless, perfectly proportioned, every part of her captivating me. Recalling the passionate scene I had just witnessed, just thinking about my mother's naked body ignited a burning desire within me. I couldn't help but reach down with my right hand, grasping my large penis as I fantasized about my mother's radiant flesh, imagining my penis thrusting repeatedly inside her vagina, all while masturbating.

Suddenly, I felt a heat in my lower abdomen, my glans trembled, and thick semen shot out without my realizing it. After ejaculating, my penis was still twitching, and in my imagination, I felt that the pools of semen had all entered my mother's vagina.

That night, I couldn't fall asleep. The image of my mother taking a bath kept appearing before my eyes. Apart from porn, I had never seen a real female body, and the first female body I saw was my own mother's. I was very conflicted. On the one hand, I felt that my behavior was unforgivable, but on the other hand, my penis was erect all night, and I had a strange sexual excitement.

The next morning, after I got up, I went downstairs to the restaurant. My mother was already sitting there eating breakfast. I didn't say a word, and neither did she. I kept stealing glances at her, trying to read her reaction. She seemed perfectly at ease, as if nothing had happened. Occasionally, our eyes would meet, and she would nervously look away. I quickly finished my breakfast and went to school.

The following evening, when my mother went into the bathroom to take a shower, I looked up and noticed that the bathroom window was still open. I was startled. Last night, I could say that my mother forgot to close the window, but it was still open tonight. Was she deliberately leaving it open for me to see?

I couldn't resist going up the stairs to peek again. I saw my mother standing in front of the dressing table with her back to me, her hands unbuttoning her blouse. I could see her face in the mirror. Suddenly, her eyes darted quickly to the window in the mirror, and seeing me standing on the stairs, I was startled. Just as I was about to run away, my mother didn't react. She smiled slightly and continued unbuttoning the last button, pulling the blouse down from her shoulders. She gently and slowly caressed and kneaded her large, fleshy breasts. My mother probably knew I could see her breasts clearly in the mirror, but... Did she deliberately show it to me? Could it be that my mother...?

At this moment, my mother used the act of admiring her huge, round breasts to put on a "papaya show" to seduce me. First, she used one hand to lift up one of her huge, round, and tempting breasts, looking down at it while gently caressing it with her other hand. After playing with it for a while, she lifted the breast up again, stuck out her tongue and licked the nipple, which was as big as a strawberry. Then she used her tongue to lick and roll the nipple, and then gently poked it again and again. She played with the nipple again and again until she was satisfied, and then she put it down and moved to the other breast, repeating the same actions.

The mother's slender hands rubbed and caressed her full, round breasts, her delicate fingers constantly pinching the beautiful, protruding nipples on her red areolas. Her shoulders twisted, causing her breasts to tremble.

As my mother released her alluring breasts, she reached up to loosen her braids and tossed the headband aside. She swayed her head, letting her long, reddish-brown hair fall over her shoulders. Her enormous breasts trembled slightly up and down. She wrapped her arms around her breasts, leaning forward slightly to make them appear even larger, then released them. Her huge breasts hung down naturally. As she swayed her upper body, her captivating breasts swayed wildly and rapidly, swinging and twisting like erotic art pieces. Her breasts put on another swaying and shaking show for me to enjoy.

When her breasts stopped swaying, my mother reached down and untied the belt of her skirt, letting it slide down her long, shapely thighs to the floor. She leaned forward slightly, supporting herself on the bathtub with both hands, and provocatively swayed her full, plump buttocks. My gaze could clearly see the crotch of her tiny thong beneath her snow-white, full thighs. The pink lace panties she wore today were incredibly alluring, so sexy, so incredibly tiny. The tight fabric squeezed into my mother's plump buttocks, creating a hollow crease. There was no fabric covering her snow-white, round buttocks at all; only a thin line clearly separated them. Her full, round buttocks, like freshly baked, white, hot buns, exuded infinite allure. She also had a pair of plump, white, and beautiful thighs, smooth, slender, and rounded. Although my mother was a voluptuous woman, her thighs had a beautiful curve. Her snow-white, plump buttocks and thighs were presented before my eyes.

My mother grasped the sides of the pink, openwork lace panties and, with an elegant posture, slowly pulled them down to her calves. Instantly, my mother's snow-white, plump buttocks appeared before me. I had heard people say that women with big buttocks have a strong sex drive. This was a very large buttock, the kind of plump, white buttock that any man would want to ride on and have sex with.

When my mother bent down to take off her panties, her buttocks appeared even larger. Her alluring, voluptuous buttocks faced me, and the cleft in the middle of her wide buttocks formed a straight line. The first thing that caught my eye was her chrysanthemum-shaped anus. Although it was a little brown, the intact, round bud indicated that it was in good condition. The stream that separated the two fleshy mounds was also on full display before my eyes. Bewitched by the alluring beauty before me, I swallowed hard, forgetting that the other person was my mother. I involuntarily widened my eyes, staring at my mother's buttocks with bloodshot eyes, a bewildered expression on my face.

My mother slowly reached her hands behind her back, caressing her firm, round buttocks, cupping them and gently squeezing and kneading them. At the same time, she arched her legs, turned her head to look down at her buttocks from her shoulders. My mother had always been quite proud of her perfect buttocks and long, shapely legs. She relaxed her legs, straightened her body, and bent over, her buttocks swaying back and forth with the movement. This movement, however, provided me with another kind of nude show, allowing me to enjoy her buttocks.

Finally, my mother straightened up, slowly turned around, and stood facing the window, completely naked in front of me. A seductive look appeared on her slightly flushed face, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her lips parted softly as she breathed heavily, and she flirtatiously swayed her full, plump buttocks, moving her hands up and down to caress her body. Her slender hands rubbed and caressed her round, full breasts, then traced her abdomen down her slender waist until they reached a raised, full patch of pubic hair. Her buttocks rotated slowly as she touched her dark pubic hair with her snow-white hands.

My mother licked her mouth up and down with her tongue, then slowly slid her hand down to her thigh, rubbing it around her vulva. Her fingertips slid along the edge of the cleft, and as she leaned forward, she swayed her breasts back and forth. Her hand was on her vulva, and she would occasionally thrust her hips forward, as if she were having sex. She shamelessly opened and closed her thighs, making a clamping motion. Clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her plump vulva, making my eyes almost pop out.

You absolutely cannot imagine what it would feel like to face a completely naked woman, especially your own mother, dancing provocatively in front of you. Watching your naked mother thrust her chest out, twist her waist, and sway her hips, her naked body, except for the scent of sweat, performing alluring movements, igniting your desire with a mixture of exhilarating pleasure and the agonizing struggle to suppress it. Watching your mother, this sensual icon, sway her round, full breasts... Her two round, snow-white buttocks swayed, her sweat-drenched vulva appearing and disappearing intermittently. The slit of her flesh opened and closed slightly with the swaying of her buttocks, and her two thick labia petals turned purplish-red as if engorged with blood, dotted with dark pubic hair. I licked my lips hungryly, and my penis involuntarily swelled up in my underwear, tightly bound inside, throbbing painfully. My fingers, through my shorts, couldn't help but stroke my throbbing penis.

After confirming that I could fully enjoy this spring scenery, my mother slowly and alluringly walked to the edge of the bathtub, sat down facing the window, looked down at her thighs, casually spread them open, reached out and touched her vulva, gently parting the tightly closed labia to reveal the pink, moist, and deep vaginal opening.

My mother stretched out her fingers, touched the upper part of the vagina filled with vaginal fluid, paused there for a few seconds, and then slowly moved her fingers to the clitoris, beginning to rub, caress, and tease this swollen little thing. Her fingers naturally rubbed one of the engorged inner labia, pinched one of the already engorged inner labia with her right fingers, and rubbed it vigorously. The flames of pleasure rose from her waist to her back, and then rushed to her head.

Seeing the dazed expression on my mother's face, and the sight of her parting her labia with her fingers, drove me mad. My mother, without any restraint, spread her thighs as wide as possible, her entire genitals laid bare before me, allowing me to voyeuristically violate her.

Now, in the bathroom at home, with the window wide open, my mother is naked, facing me, displaying all the secrets of womanhood before me, her lewd masturbation a performance of erotic arts.

My beautiful mother's snow-white fingers writhed on my itchy clitoris, while she twisted her elastic buttocks forcefully and thrust her lower abdomen forward. When her mature vulva thrust forward, it would spring open the opening, revealing all of a woman's secrets to me.

My mother rubbed the swollen clitoris with her fingertips, but she still felt unsatisfied. Just as I was staring in disbelief, my mother let out a soft moan, tilted her beautiful chin back, and an unbelievable scene came into my view. My mother finally inserted her middle finger into her vagina. The second joint of her middle finger had already entered the vagina, sliding in her slit and rubbing against the fleshy walls inside and around it. Then she added another finger, and her other hand moved from her breast to her lower body, rubbing her sensitive clitoris with both hands together, and began to twist her buttocks.

I stared wide-eyed at the exquisite movements of my mother's fingers. Her snow-white middle finger rubbed against the petals around her vulva, while the other fingers gently pressed on her clitoris. Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly, her buttocks occasionally lifting and swaying from side to side, sometimes clamping her legs together and rubbing them against each other, a wanton expression on her face.

My mother's slightly parted petals revealed a deep red mucous membrane, and her thick pubic hair, overflowing with nectar, clung to her mons pubis. My mother was so greedily pursuing pleasure, masturbating with such exquisite skill in front of her own son.

While masturbating, the mother let out soft moans, then slowly swayed her hips, using her fingers to stimulate her own vagina. She bit her lip, arched her legs, and deeply inserted her fingers into her private parts, breathing heavily. In pursuit of the impending orgasm, the mother rubbed her two snow-white thighs together, her hands wriggling more actively between her smooth thighs, caressing, kneading, and probing her most familiar sensitive areas. The sound of flesh rubbing together came from her lower abdomen, and the flowing honey-like fluid moistened her anus.

Hysterical lewd words and impatient panting flowed from the mother's sensual mouth. Screams and the trembling of her naked body, along with the thick, sticky fluid flowing from the snow-white fingertips writhing in her dark rose-colored vagina, created a symphony of sounds as her fingers moved.

The mother lifted her buttocks and squeezed her legs together, inserting her fingers deeply and thrusting in and out two or three times, involuntarily twisting her hips—a sign that an orgasm was imminent.

The mother gritted her teeth, enduring the impending explosion of pleasure. She had forgotten everything, moaning with ecstasy as she fully immersed herself in the other kind of orgasm brought on by her fingers. Suddenly, her body arched back as she forcefully inserted her middle finger, almost sadistically manipulating her already wet clitoris, vagina, and anus. The intense orgasm caused her already raised buttocks to thrust even higher. Her snow-white lower body trembled for a moment before she fell onto the edge of the bathtub. Her pale face turned rosy, her lower body trembled slightly, and glistening vaginal fluid overflowed from between her fingers, dripping onto the floor.

After a long, long time, my mother reluctantly stopped, slowly withdrawing her fingers from her genitals and wiping them on her buttocks. She then used her underwear to wipe the still-wet flower, before throwing the soiled underwear on the floor and starting to shower.

My large penis was throbbing painfully in my pants; I couldn't bear it. I quietly went back to my bedroom, taking a deep breath, but the vivid scene kept replaying in my mind.

About half an hour later, I heard my mother shouting loudly from downstairs,

"Son, go take a shower!"

I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom. I saw the bathroom window was still wide open. My mother had clearly let me see on purpose. Would she also come to peek at me while I showered? Standing in front of the full-length mirror, just as I predicted, I saw my mother peeking from the stairs through the mirror. I smiled broadly, and as I took off my clothes, I pulled off my underwear. My thick, hard penis, which had been pressed inside my underwear, sprang out like a spring and hit my lower abdomen. My penis was standing proudly in front of my mother, as solid as a rock. My penis was big, thick, and long, with the glans like a child's fist, veins bulging, and a line of clear liquid flying from the tip. My testicles, quite impressive for my age, dangled precariously.

I wrapped my hands around and gently rubbed his huge cock, then slowly turned around to face my mother at the window, continuing to rub it slowly, deliberately letting her see the throbbing member clearly, and masturbating with both hands, seemingly telling her openly that I knew she was peeping.

My mother was completely mesmerized by my thick, hard penis. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at it, forgetting all about looking down. The astonishing size of my penis truly surprised her. She couldn't believe that my penis had changed so much in just a few years. My long, enormous penis hung between my muscular legs, throbbing and writhing like a huge, wicked python, gleaming... A little bit of aroused semen had already seeped from the tip of Guang's large, thick penis. His cock danced gently in front of her eyes, like a venomous snake stalking its prey before its mother. The mother could no longer look away from that seemingly most vicious weapon; her face suddenly flushed crimson, as if water were about to seep out, and she clung to the stairs as if about to faint.

I realized that as the mother gazed, she shifted her position, allowing her to see the enormous, lustful penis from various angles, emitting exaggerated sounds of joy.

I began to rub my penis quickly and vigorously up and down, the foreskin retracting back and forth, the glans appearing and disappearing repeatedly. My engorged penis grew even larger, and the sound of my hand slid down against my abdomen, colliding with the muscles, reached my mother's ears. This amplified the stimulation for her, making her even more flustered. The visual stimulation combined with the emotional impact ignited a surging fire of desire within her. The surge of desire caused her powerful, hidden passion to burst forth, her body burning with unbearable heat. As if hypnotized, she stood there blankly, greedily watching me slowly stroke my thick, large penis. Her legs rubbed against each other incessantly. Soon, she lost all strength to stand, grabbed the stair railing, and lay face down on it, twisting and turning, her genitals rubbing against the railing through her skirt.

I glanced at the clothes basket next to me and saw my mother's freshly washed clothes. On top was her sexy flesh-colored thong, still warm from her body, with traces of brownish-yellow discharge shaped like her vulva—leaves from her masturbation. My curiosity piqued, I wanted to smell what a woman's genitals smelled like, so I picked up the thong and brought it close to my nose. The thong smelled sweet and sour from her vaginal discharge, mixed with the pungent odor of urine and sweat. I found the stimulating smell of a woman's genitals incredibly appealing. Involuntarily, I stuck out my tongue and licked the discharge from the thong, practically stuffing the entire inside of the thong into my mouth, simply because I couldn't bear to leave that smell.

My mother kept glancing at my penis out of the corner of her eye, while focusing on the friction of her vulva against the stair railing. Her movements became more and more intense, her skirt slid down, revealing half of her buttocks.

My penis was already as big as it could possibly be. I licked my mother's panties, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her vulva, while simultaneously stroking my penis.

I kissed my mother passionately, the scent of her mature woman's secretions mingling with the strong fragrance of her urine—it was so fresh. I was intoxicated by her body odor. I pulled her panties over my penis, the pink fabric pressing tightly against my glans. I slowly caressed my throbbing shaft, my erect penis, throbbing with intense excitement, releasing a gush of vaginal fluid from its tip. My mother's panties quickly became wet. I imagined my mother's beautiful expression as she gazed at my penis. Finally, I ejaculated, much more than usual, and it landed on my mother's panties.

After ejaculating, I looked up and couldn't see my mother on the stairs anymore. I didn't even know when she left. I threw her underwear aside, planning to clean it after my shower, and started showering with a feeling of relief.

After showering, I came out of the bathroom, and my mother followed me in to wash clothes. Only then did I remember that I hadn't cleaned her underwear stained with my semen. I was so nervous, afraid that my mother would find out that I had dirtied her underwear. I immediately ran up the stairs and saw through the window that my mother was just picking up the underwear stained with my semen. She subconsciously pressed it to her nose and smelled it, then used her fingers to scoop up a strand of semen on the underwear. The clear liquid wet her fingers, and my mother put her hand in her mouth and tasted it. It was indeed the taste of my young semen.

I knew my mother could recognize the smell of semen. Just as I was at a loss and trying to hide in my room, I saw a slight smile appear on my mother's lips, with a hint of redness.

The strong scent of my youthful semen was an irresistible temptation for a mature woman who had been a widow for several years. My mother lowered her head, slowly opened her mouth, and lasciviously stuck out her bright red tongue, licking the semen on my panties. She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the semen stuck to her panties, then scraped off the semen she couldn't reach with her fingers and put it in her mouth. With a satisfied expression, she swallowed the semen in her mouth with a gulp, as if not wanting to miss a single drop. She carefully licked every part of her panties for a final inspection, swallowing all the semen completely. Then she smacked her lips, stuck out her tongue, and licked around her full, bright red vulva, rolling in all the remaining milky white semen around her mouth.

From then on, I couldn't help but start paying attention to my mother's every move. I noticed that she suddenly started to care about her appearance. She often wore faded jeans with a loose top over them, and sometimes she wore a tight-fitting short t-shirt, as if she was showing off her dazzlingly beautiful thighs, her protruding, full and alluring breasts, and her curvaceous figure.

At night, my mother often walked around the room in a transparent and revealing nightgown. Several times, when I went to the bathroom or to get a drink of water in the middle of the night, I would run into her on the way. She was wearing a very narrow short shirt (of course, it was transparent), which only covered her armpits and barely covered her firm and full breasts. It extended down to a little below the crotch of her thighs, barely covering her slightly protruding vulva. But when she walked, the skirt would ride up, and I could clearly see the ripples of her plump breasts and her tiny panties. Through the two layers of thin fabric, I could see the black, curly forest between my mother's legs, with thick black pubic hair peeking out from under her. It was so beautiful.

During the day, when my mother was home, she would wear a loose-fitting t-shirt that reached her knees. She had also developed the habit of bending over, which made her full breasts appear and disappear. Looking through her loose neckline, I noticed that my mother was never wearing a bra. Her pair of plump, large, white, and tender breasts, so smooth they seemed about to burst, swayed back and forth. I could even see a little bit of the areola showing through, a dark reddish-brown color. The nipples, erect like grapes on the areolas, were incredibly tempting. Between her breasts was a charming and cute cleavage. It was so alluring! Although I couldn't truly feel pleasure, it was still a feast for the eyes.

I started to wonder if my mother had any sexual interest in me, if she was trying to seduce me. But I was only fifteen, while my mother was a mature woman of thirty-eight, so much older than me and my own mother. Could I be imagining things, misunderstanding her intentions? Maybe she was just concerned for her child, out of natural maternal love?

After all, she was my mother. How could a son lay a hand on his own mother? I thought about how the textbooks clearly stated that incest was wrong, that it was "incestuous," and that the consequences of incest were severe. There should be no doubt about that. These terrible and chaotic thoughts strongly troubled me.

My mother is a middle-aged woman nearing forty, but she looks like a woman in her thirties. She possesses a mature beauty that is more alluring than that of a typical young girl. According to a senior classmate who frequents brothels, the best women to sleep with are those in their thirties or forties. These women are the most energetic and incredibly seductive. Twenty-year-old girls are all looks and no substance, like unripe fruit.

My mother's beautiful, mature body became the ideal object of my fantasies. At night, I would lie in bed and select images from pornographic books of mature women with similar characteristics to my mother having sex. I would imagine my mother's mature body on the women in the photos and masturbate like this. Sometimes, I would take a pair of panties stained with my mother's vaginal secretions or pubic hair, smell them, or put them on myself, or slip them over my erect penis and enjoy the pleasure of masturbation in my fantasies.

However, I've never had sex with a woman before. I'm filled with curiosity and desire for women, especially mature women's bodies, which give me a more real intimacy than masturbation. Older women seem to understand sex better.

About a week passed like this. My mother and I started secretly watching each other shower and masturbate. After masturbating, my mother would deliberately turn her underwear with the stained side facing out and place it on top of her change of clothes. The color and amount of her discharge also seemed darker and more abundant than before.

From that day on, I became bolder and started masturbating with my mother's underwear on my own. I would deliberately ejaculate on her underwear, and after ejaculating, I would also deliberately turn the side with my semen facing out and place it on top as a way of repaying my mother for the discharge she had left me.

Although we had transcended the mother-son relationship on a spiritual level, we had not actually had a physical relationship. Thus, we enjoyed a week of spiritual incest.

Today is my sixteenth birthday, and my mother told me she would give me a surprise birthday present, which I couldn't imagine what it would be. Usually,

my mother would shower first, but tonight after dinner, she told me to shower first. I went to the bathroom and slowly showered, deliberately leaving the window open. However, I noticed that my mother wasn't peeping at me from the stairs tonight. After I finished showering, my mother went into the bathroom. I immediately ran to the stairs to peek, but found the bathroom window tightly closed. I had no choice but to go back to the living room and sit on the sofa to watch TV.

My mother took a long time to shower before coming out. The moment I saw her, my heart pounded, and my mind went blank. She was wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, still damp from her shower. The nightgown clung tightly to her sexy, alluring body, the sheer fabric unable to conceal her voluptuous figure. I could clearly see the beautiful curves of her body. The top two buttons were undone, revealing her high, prominent breasts. Upon closer inspection, I could tell she wasn't wearing panties or a bra underneath. In the light, wearing it was as if she wasn't wearing anything at all, practically naked. You could clearly see the nipples on her breasts, as if they were being teased, clinging tightly to the soft nightgown. Her high breasts rose and fell rapidly with a sensual rhythm beneath the cicada-wing-like nightgown. Below, her mons pubis, bulging like an eel's head, was like a towering mountain, majestic and imposing, exuding a fierce aura, as if it were defiantly challenging any tower. Thick black pubic hair was clearly visible, those pubic hairs bared and claws, as if they were about to burst through the nightgown.

My mother gave me a charming smile, then swayed her hips as she walked past me. Her large buttocks swayed dramatically, her alluring thighs and buttocks trembling slowly like flowing water, exuding a sensual allure.

She gracefully sat down on the sofa beside me and said seductively,

"Today is your sixteenth birthday, um… happy birthday… Mom has two birthday presents for you today. The first is this…"

As she spoke, she took out a videotape and handed it to me, saying seductively,

"Son, happy birthday. Come, let's watch it together."

I glanced at the videotape; it was covered in Japanese I couldn't understand. The only clear thing was the title: "Mother and Son Affection." With a puzzled look, I put the videotape into the VCR and pressed the remote to start playing.

On the screen appeared a family of three having dinner. Through their conversation, I learned that the father was going on a business trip out of town for a month after dinner. The woman was a middle-aged woman around forty years old, plump and fairly good-looking. Their son was a little boy younger than me, very thin. After the family finished eating, the father hurriedly left with his luggage, the son took a towel to take a shower, and the mother was clearing the table.

I didn't think there was anything interesting about this. I thought watching my mother in her semi-transparent nightgown was more interesting. I said impatiently,

"Mom, what's so interesting about this?"

My mother smiled and said, "Can you be a little more patient? The following content is very exciting. I guarantee you'll want to watch it again."

I watched patiently. After the mother finished tidying up the dining table, she went back to her room. When she passed by the bathroom, she found that the bathroom door was not closed properly, so she stood at the door and peeked. She saw that the little boy playing the son was taking a bath naked. While bathing, he was stroking his penis. The little boy's penis was small and light in color. It was not yet fully developed. It was probably just beginning to get erect. His pubic hair had not yet grown.

I was startled. My God, my mother had asked me to watch an adult film, and it was even depicting an incestuous relationship between mother and son. Having never watched an adult film before, I stared at the screen with my mouth slightly agape in surprise.

At this moment, the mother was secretly watching her son masturbate while unbuttoning two buttons of her shirt, reaching her slender hands inside to caress her large breasts through her bra. Her left hand slid into her skirt, reaching in from the side of her panties to caress the flesh that was overflowing with thick, honey-like fluid, playing with the unusually hard clitoris. She clenched her teeth to suppress any whimpering sounds, while simultaneously thrusting her buttocks forward, her fingers continuing to vigorously torment the erect clitoris, moving intensely within the hot, itchy flesh. The twisted joy on her face was exactly the same as when my mother masturbated.

Finally, the mother couldn't resist any longer. She ran back to her room, leaving the door slightly ajar, and began to undress.

The woman, a middle-aged woman of my mother's age, had a figure no less impressive than hers; her pubic hair was thick and black, and her mature, full breasts and buttocks exuded the sensuality of a mature woman. After undressing, the middle-aged woman lay naked on the bed, one hand caressing her vulva, the other stroking her large breasts, which bounced rhythmically, while she continuously emitted moans.

At this moment, the focus of the screen was on the middle-aged mother's vulva. Her vagina was glistening with a lot of vaginal fluid. The middle-aged woman used her index and middle fingers to dig deeply into her secret hole, while her thumb pressed and rotated on her erect clitoris. Her snow-white and beautiful fingers caressed the protruding fleshy bud that resembled a flower stamen. Then, as if to tear it open, she pulled apart the dark red vulva covered in sticky fluid. Her slender fingers danced in her slits, making lewd sounds every time they rubbed against her vulva.

The camera then panned to the slightly ajar door, revealing the son, who had just finished showering, standing in the doorway, peeking at his middle-aged mother masturbating while simultaneously stroking his own penis. The son then gently pushed open the door, crawled on the floor like a dog, and crouched down to the foot of the bed. The middle-aged mother was rubbing her large breasts with both hands, her legs wide open, her genitals still dripping with vaginal fluid. The boy climbed between her legs, stood up, and pressed himself against her, embracing her with both hands. His still-foreskin-covered penis was positioned precisely at the entrance of her vagina. With a thrust of his hips, "plop," his penis was fully inserted into her vagina.

The middle-aged mother screamed in fright at her teenage son's sudden action, her body arching back as she stared at him with wide eyes, saying,

"Oh my god, what are you doing? Stop! No... You can't do this... This is incest!"

Hearing about incest, the boy became even more excited, thrusting wildly into his mother's overflowing, wet vagina, making "plop! squelch!" sounds as he pumped.

The middle-aged mother kept shouting, "No! No! You can't!" but her body disobeyed, swaying wildly and wantonly with her son's teasing, her exquisite vulva being relentlessly penetrated by his thrusts.

The frenzied thrusting ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within the middle-aged mother's cunt. At the height of her life, the mother completely broke down; her wanton lust quickly consumed her. How could her long-dormant cunt withstand the wild thrusting of that real, hard penis? Gradually, the mother's previously furrowed brows relaxed, replaced by a flushed face. Her pink cheeks were rosy, and her cunt was overflowing with lustful fluids. Her hands and feet tightly clung to her young son, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards in rhythm with the thrusts. Her face was flushed with desire, her eyes half-open, panting softly, her cries of ecstasy like a savage beast.

During the process of the teenage son raping his middle-aged mother, the lewd mother finally let down her guard. She not only actively cooperated with her son's thrusting, but also constantly changed positions and taught her son sexual techniques. They fought fiercely in bed, abandoning all ethical relationships and worldly views, only seeking to satisfy their lust.

Finally, the young son shuddered, yelled, and quickly pulled his penis out of his middle-aged mother's vagina. He then grabbed his own hand, gripped his penis tightly, and aimed it at his mother's face. "Pfft pfft pfft..." The semen shot out like a wild horse. The middle-aged mother opened her mouth wide to receive the young son's semen. The semen gushed out of her mouth continuously. The middle-aged mother kept opening her mouth wide to receive the semen. Her mouth couldn't hold it all at once, and a large amount of semen flowed down her chin and onto her breasts. The young son sprayed the middle-aged mother with semen all over her head and face, and her hair and breasts were also covered with a thick white stain.

The middle-aged mother, completely unconcerned, tilted her head back and swallowed the semen in her mouth with a gulp. She then cupped her breasts, which were also covered in semen, in her hands, bringing them close to her face. Lowering her head, she slowly opened her mouth and extended her bright red tongue to lick her breasts, scooping up mouthfuls of semen and swallowing them. She then used her fingers to scrape off any semen she couldn't reach and put it in her mouth. Finally, with a satisfied expression, she licked her still-erect penis, which had just been ejaculated on. The young penis, the entire shaft wet, with some semen still on the glans, was lovingly licked clean by the middle-aged mother with her tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop of semen. She carefully licked every inch, giving it a final check, swallowing all the semen. Then, she smacked her lips, extended her tongue, and licked around her full, bright red vulva, scooping up any remaining milky-white semen around her mouth. She then gave the camera a seductive smile and said:

"I am a mother who was raped by her own son. I never knew incest with my own son felt so good. From now on, I will rape my own son every day. All mothers in the world, hurry up and take action, rape your own sons!"

As she spoke, the middle-aged mother pounced on her own son like a bitch in heat...

The movie finally ended. I breathed a sigh of relief, gasping for air. My penis was hard and erect. I turned to look at my mother. Her face was flushed red, as if it was about to burst with tears. Her chest was heaving, her hands were clenched into fists, and her legs were unconsciously clamped together and rubbing up and down. It was clear that she was also very excited!

At this moment, my mother noticed the change in my pants and reached out to pinch my hard penis in my pajama pants. The pinch made my penis feel extremely comfortable, which excited me so much that I forgot that the woman in front of me was my biological mother. I couldn't help but arch my buttocks and rub my penis against my mother's palm.

My mother just stared blankly at my penis, her sucking suddenly becoming more rapid. After a while, she released her grip, letting me sit close to her on the sofa. She looked at me with a charming smile and asked,

"Hi! Son, do you still like Mom's first gift?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Aren't we similar to them, mother and son? We're both peeping at each other while showering, and masturbating..."

"Mom, so you knew." Although I knew my mother had deliberately let me see, hearing her say it for the first time still shocked me.

"Silly child, of course I know."

"Mom, this is the first gift, what is the second gift?"

"Baby, I've watched you grow from a little child to this age. I only recently realized that you're already sixteen. Male hormones have made you an adult. If your father were still here, he would definitely tell you some things that boys should know when they grow up, such as how to have sex with a woman. I just showed you through a video, but you're not a real man until you've actually had sex. Tonight, I wanted to find a woman to have sex with to celebrate your sixteenth birthday, but I couldn't find a suitable one. I thought about finding a prostitute, but I was afraid it wouldn't be hygienic. So, I have a crazy idea, an idea that I never even thought of before, even though I have the guts to give myself a second thought..." My mother smiled kindly at me.

"After much thought, I started researching in books. From different cultural customs throughout history, I realized that my ideas weren't so unusual after all. I discovered that the gift I want to give you is the same kind of gift that many mothers give to their sons, except that this kind of gift cannot be given in public." The mother paused for a moment and took a deep breath before continuing.

"Mom has decided to give you a gift that shows how deep my love for you is. I want to give my good son something that money can't buy, a gift that no other woman can give you. The birthday gift Mom wants to give you is my own body..."

My mother said this dramatically, then stood up, untied her robe in front of me, and let it slide to the floor. Instantly, my familiar, snow-white, full-figured female naked body appeared before me, radiating a... The mature charm of a woman, after a week of mutual peeping with my mother, even with my eyes closed, I could clearly see the shape and color of her body. But this was the first time I had ever looked at her naked body so closely. I couldn't help but stare wide-eyed at my beautiful, naked mother before me, my burning gaze sweeping from head to toe, then back up, finally settling on the thicket of dark pubic hair on her mound, unable to tear my eyes away from her vulva.

"Son, is my body beautiful?" my mother smiled, touching her dark pubic hair with her snow-white hand.

"Oh... God... Mom... you..." My consciousness began to blur; I didn't know what would happen next.

My mother stood naked in front of me, her hands gently stroking the beautiful, slightly bulging area of her genitals. She would occasionally thrust her hips forward, as if she were making love, shamelessly opening and closing her thighs, making various lewd gestures to tease me, and laughing obscenely.

My mother continued doing things that surprised me. She spread her thighs wide and pulled her mons pubis upwards. Her vulva was already quite far forward, and with that pull, it was almost completely exposed, revealing her pink flesh. My mother straightened her lower body, bringing her entire vulva close to my face so I could see it more clearly. My face was directly in front of my mother's vulva. Her two thick, dark red labia majora were closed, with a thin, long slit clearly visible in the middle. My mother's labia majora were quite large, and her vulva was very large. The slit was very tight, and clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her plump vulva. It made my eyes almost pop out. The stimulation made my penis erect, pressing against my pajama pants.

"See this? This is Mom's little hole. You were born from this little hole. Tonight, Mom has decided to offer this fleshy hole for you to fuck, to make love to you personally, and to do the most sacred thing between men and women together. This is Mom's birthday present for you. Mom knows that you have grown up and are fully mature enough to accept this special gift. Mom hopes to guide you from childhood to adulthood. Mom wants to watch her own son become a real man on her body..."

"Mom, you mean... to make love to me... But, isn't that a little inappropriate?" I said in a weak voice.

"Mom knows this is wrong, and it could lead to jail time, but do you know what? There is no love in the world stronger than a mother's love for her child. Mom will not do anything to destroy this love between us. Mom hopes that even if we make love, you will continue to treat me as your mother. Do you understand?" Mom said, holding my hand.

"Mom, isn't it incest for a son to have sex with his own mother?"

"What's wrong with incest? There are countless incestuous relationships in the world. During the day, everyone's a respectable gentleman, but at night, when the man's penis is hard and the woman's vagina is itchy, they don't care if you're mother and son or father and daughter, they don't care if it's incestuous or not, they just want to have their fun first. According to Freud's theory, all boys have an Oedipus complex. Tell me, have you ever fantasized about having sex with your mother before?"

"Yes..."

"That's how it is. When a boy grows up, his penis gets hard, and he wants to have sex with a woman. The woman beside him is either his biological mother or his biological sister. They live together, and sometimes it's inevitable that he'll see his mother's or sister's breasts, or even their vaginas. So, the first woman a boy wants to sleep with is either his biological mother or his biological sister. And at this time, the mother is in her prime, at her most mature and charming, and most attractive to young boys. If she doesn't have a husband, the mother loves her son the most and is willing to..." She would definitely sleep with her son. The two of them would cuddle together at night, the son's penis touching the mother's vagina, making her vagina itchy, and the son's penis would get hard. Sooner or later, it would penetrate the mother's vagina. Besides, mothers love their sons the most. If the son wanted to penetrate the mother's vagina, the mother would definitely let him unconditionally. Therefore, incest between mother and son is the most common and prevalent. It is said that 40% of families in the United States have experienced incest, and incest between mother and son is the most common and prevalent. It's just that everyone does this kind of incest behind closed doors, without outsiders knowing.”

“But…why do people say that incest between mother and son is forbidden?”

"The moral concept of prohibiting incest was created by people in the past to avoid family disputes. If a son had incest with his mother, the son would be jealous of his father, and the father wouldn't want to share his wife with his son, leading to family discord. If society were like that, the world would be in chaos. Therefore, the restriction against incest exists. In addition, in the past, to prevent the inheritance of harmful genes, people prohibited incestuous relationships. The reason why a son couldn't have sex with his mother was because incestuous mating could lead to birth defects. However, in modern society, sex is not for procreation." Although we are legally and blood-related mother and son, as long as we don't have children, it's just physical contact, like holding hands. What's the big deal? Incest isn't a problem for us, mother and son, because it's just you and Mom in our family. There's no Dad to compete with you for Mom's vagina, so there won't be any family discord. We can have incest behind closed doors, and as long as we don't tell anyone, no one else will know. It's our secret. Incest not only satisfies our sexual desires but also strengthens our bond. Isn't that a win-win situation?

"But in traditional thought, incest is condemned."

"Mom doesn't think incest is immoral. In family relationships, the bond between parents and children is closer than anyone else's. Blood ties make them rely on each other, and it's natural for them to have feelings for each other. It's not impossible for it to develop into a sexual relationship. You know, in the past, many customs among border ethnic groups involved the eldest son marrying his mother after the father's death. In ancient China, many emperors even made their mothers, aunts, sisters, and other female relatives their concubines." "

Even so, you are my mother..."

"She's your own mother, so you should fuck her even more, you know? Experienced men like to fuck middle-aged women like your mother. Those women outside, though young and pretty, are like unripe green fruits, unresponsive and won't wriggle their hips to meet you. Middle-aged women like your mother have years of sexual experience; they'll wriggle their hips to meet you. Their vaginas are so beautiful and juicy, so slippery and warm, and they'll suck in and out, like a sweet and delicious peach! Besides, your own mother's vagina is one of a kind in the world. Your mother's cunt is incomparable to any other woman's. The liberation that a son feels when fucking his own mother is beyond morality, a pleasure that most people can't experience." "Think about it, the little cunt your cock is fucking is the cunt that gave birth to you, the little flesh cunt of your own mother. That incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any woman's vagina. Moreover, people often say that mother and son are connected at heart. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, and they are more in sync than when they have sex with anyone else."

My mother, who had lost all rational control and completely surrendered to the abyss of lust, was like a female leopard unleashed by her bestial nature. Her face flushed red, she knelt down at my feet, pulled down my underwear, and took it off my legs. I was at a loss and let her do as she pleased. My cock was already extremely erect, excitedly standing up high and swaying up and down. The huge glans bulged out, gleaming with a dark purple-red light.

My mother's alluring eyes were fixed on my large penis, her expression one of surprise and delight. She grasped my thick shaft with both hands; it was hot and hard to the touch. Looking at me lewdly

, she said, "Heh...you little devil...still pretending. Look how big your penis has become! Wow...so amazing...such a big penis...look, even Mom can't hold it in one hand...Mom has never seen such a big penis before...I never imagined your penis was so big...so wonderful...hard and hot...I wonder what it will feel like to be inside Mom's pussy...ah...son...your penis, so hard it's almost pitiful. Don't worry! Mom will caress it gently, it will make you feel incredibly comfortable..."

My mother was completely lost in lust, her snow-white hands... She gently teased my pure and lovely big cock with her fingers, eagerly opening her beautiful cherry-like mouth, her lovely petals fully embracing the large, red, and moist glans, placing it in her mouth and slowly sucking on it. Her right hand held the two testicles below, constantly stroking and kneading them. Using both her hands and mouth, her mother's small mouth released the glans, sticking out her tongue to tease the urethral opening of the glans, then gently biting my glans with her teeth. Her left hand vigorously moved the cock up and down, and a few drops of white liquid immediately flowed from the urethral opening of the glans, making the cock even thicker and larger.

I quickly stopped her, saying, "Mom, don't do this! We're mother and son, we can't commit incest!"

My mother looked at me with seductive, amorous eyes, pressed her naked body against me, her lewdness completely exposed, and whispered in a soft voice:

"Mom doesn't care. Today, Mom is naked, her little hole exposed, begging you like a lamb. If you refuse Mom, how can Mom live with herself? Besides, a few days ago you peeped at Mom while she was bathing and masturbated in front of her. Mom has been a widow for many years, and now she's in her prime, starving for so long. How can she withstand your stimulation? You've ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within Mom's flesh. You have to take responsibility. Mom's little hole is so itchy and empty right now." "Oh dear, look, the juices from Mom's pussy are flowing out like tap water, running down my legs! Forget about incest, Mom doesn't care anymore! Mom wants to be fucked! Mom's pussy needs a man's cock! Mom's pussy is so itchy! Quickly stop the itching! Mom wants to be fucked to her heart's content! If you don't fuck me, Mom will just go outside and find some other man to fuck. Do you want Mom to go find other men? Do you want Mom's pussy to be fucked by other men's cocks?"

"Of course not..."

"That's good. Let's keep the good stuff in the family. Don't worry about it. It's just the two of us at home now, mother and son. Nobody else knows if we're committing incest. Son, come on, let your mother's little hole serve you well! If we can break free from the constraints of propriety, we can enjoy the pleasure of male-female sexual intercourse. I'm a woman who can satisfy you. Although I'm old, and my vagina has loosened a bit after giving birth to you, I can still grip my own vagina tightly..." "I'm confident in my strength. I'll make sure you're satisfied and feel incredibly comfortable. Do whatever you want to me. Whatever you say, I'll do it. Don't worry, I'll be very horny. I'll be horny than any woman you've ever seen. My dear son..."

My mother climbed her bare thighs onto mine, rubbing her genitals against mine, and kissed my neck, begging as wantonly as a prostitute.

"No... Mom, don't do this, you can't do this..."

I tried to push my mother away, but my hands landed right on her breasts. Before this, I had never really touched a woman's naked breasts, so my mother's breasts were the first breasts I had ever touched. They felt so soft and elastic, but she was my biological mother. I was startled and immediately pulled my hands away.

My mother grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast, her expression wanton. "Listen to me," she said, "gently caress my big breasts with both hands, like you're stroking them."

I had no choice but to hold my mother's breasts. They were large; I could barely hold one with both hands. They felt so soft and elastic. The feeling of my hands caressing my mother's warm, soft, round, and elastic breasts, like big winter melons, was indescribable. It was a feeling I had never experienced in my life!

My mother sat between my legs, her back arched, eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure I was giving her. She teased me softly with lewd words:

"Yes! That's it, that's how you should gently caress a woman's breasts! So good, so comfortable..."

My mother gently encircled my neck, pressing my penis against her left breast, breathing rapidly, seductively twisting her full, mature body. This didn't seem like a mother at all; it was a woman's seductive charm towards a man.

My mother forcefully twisted her bouncy buttocks, thrusting her lower abdomen forward. My huge penis slid between my mother's thighs, gently rubbing against her hairy pubic hair. The head of my penis touched something soft and warm; I knew my glans was now pressed against my mother's vulva.

"This is it, this is the entrance to Mom's vagina. Mom hopes to... take your man's weapon... entirely inside... Child, you know very well that this is incest. Think about it, this is the dream of many men. You will have a mother who completely obeys you and satisfies you, your sex slave. Don't you find this incestuous love exciting? Isn't this what you've always wanted? Good child, hmm?"

At this moment, the mother had completely abandoned the hypocrisy of human self-respect, as wanton as a little harlot. Thinking of my thick, hard penis about to penetrate her vagina, her burning flower cave contracted violently.

"Mom, I am your own son. We will be punished by heaven for doing this. We can't do this. It's not too late to regret it now."

"Son, even in this state, how could I regret it? Come on! My dear son, let me be your woman, let me fulfill your duties as a wife. If you don't fuck me, I'll rape you. If you say no now, once it's inside you, you'll feel so good you won't want to pull out, so good you'll want to be inside me every day until you're satisfied. Come on... poor me... I can't take it anymore... use your big cock to relieve my itch... I'd die for your hard, big cock, to enjoy my beloved every day." "My son's hard cock... that's the greatest happiness of my life... ah..." the mother screamed wildly, one hand reaching between her legs, using her fingers to separate her labia, revealing her pink vulva, while the other hand grasped my penis, guiding it to her honey pot. My huge penis immediately pressed against my mother's vulva, which was filled with lustful fluids. I could clearly feel my hard, hot glans pressing against my mother's alluring, lustful opening. If either of us moved, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp, panting with excitement!

"Oh...Mom...no..." When the head of my penis touched my mother's soft, hot vagina, the sensation made me moan. I felt dizzy because I was about to enter a brand new world, a new beginning in my life. I knew I was about to become a real man, and this coming-of-age ceremony would be presided over by my mother.

My mother's body became very hot, and her vaginal opening became very wet, slippery, and hot, constantly contracting, and a little milky white, sticky, and slippery fluid was flowing out.

"Your cock is so big... Mom might die this time... Mom will definitely cry from the pain... But Mom isn't afraid... Fuck Mom as much as you want... Fuck Mom until Mom can't come anymore..."

My mother slowly sat down, and because her vagina was very wet, I almost didn't realize that with a "whoosh," my enormous, lewd, egg-sized glans, which had been pressed against the entrance of her vagina, smoothly slid into her flesh.

Wow! Such a tight vagina. I didn’t expect that a thirty-eight-year-old mother’s vagina would still be so tight and small. She was not at all like a woman who had given birth to a child. The mother’s vaginal opening was wider, but the inside of her vagina was not as loose as expected. Enveloped by my mother's warm, moist vulva, so slippery and hot, it felt as if it would melt my glans. Layer upon layer of soft, lustful flesh pressed against my glans, constantly secreting thick lubricating fluid. My glans was completely surrounded by a vast ocean. I felt my glans being obstructed, bitten tightly, which was a little painful, but also very comfortable.

My mother closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, frowned, opened her mouth slightly, and kept breathing

, her buttocks slowly sat down, and as she moved step by step, she slowly swallowed my cock into her pussy inch by inch. My thick and long cock pushed open the vaginal wall, and swallowed my mother's vagina bit by bit. It felt like It was as if I was passing through a hot, moist and slippery passage. It was quite narrow inside, slippery, tight and warm, which was very different from masturbation. My mother's soft vagina tightly wrapped around my thick cock, and the two voluptuous vaginas pressed lower and lower along my fat and hard shaft bit by bit. I felt waves of pleasure coming.

My mother kept pressing her round buttocks down, trying her best to allow my penis to penetrate deeper into her hot, wet hole. Finally, she sat down forcefully. Because her vagina was already wide open and filled with vaginal fluid, my penis, along with the fluid secreted by her vagina, smoothly disappeared into my mother's juicy and lovely hole, opening up this forbidden territory of hers, completely hidden from the time she gave birth to me 16 years ago. My penis was fully inserted into her vagina, the extremely engorged glans pressing against her cervix. The warm vaginal walls enveloped my penis tightly, feeling slippery, warm, and incredibly comfortable. The extremely engorged glans pressed against a piece of flesh, firmly embedded in the cervix. Her cervix opened and closed, sucking on my large glans, an exceptionally wonderful sensation that sent waves of pleasure through my body. I was so excited I almost jumped for joy.

My mother let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling, her vagina contracting repeatedly. We, mother and son, were tightly entwined, motionless, our lower bodies pressed together without any gap.

My mother's vagina was incredibly tight; if it weren't already very lubricated, penetration would have been extremely difficult. But this tightness gave me immense stimulation. My large, thick body rubbed intensely against my mother's narrow walls, her vagina sucking at my glans like a suction cup, giving me an indescribably pleasurable sensation.

Finally, I penetrated! I finally possessed my mother's vagina. It was the first time I had ever inserted my penis into a woman's vagina, and it was my own mother's vagina. Although my mother was middle-aged, her vagina was still slippery and tight, with an unimaginable heat inside. This was something that could never be compared to the palm or fingers. It was as if my penis was inserted into a tight, burning sac of flesh, giving me great pleasure.

The first time I entered my mother's body, I was overwhelmed with emotions. The warm and tight feeling was so pleasurable that I would never forget it. My mother and I finally broke the taboo of morality and committed incest. This sin could never be washed away in my lifetime...

The room was quiet, and my mother stopped moving. Only our lower bodies were tightly connected.

I savored the beauty of this moment. My penis throbbed in the warm embrace of my mother's vagina, and an indescribable feeling of warmth welled up inside me. I slowly relaxed my tense nerves, and my body loosened up. Gradually, I got used to this strange and unfamiliar sensation. I moved my body slightly and felt my penis gently rub against the walls of my mother's vagina. Instantly, a surge of excitement rushed to my head.

"It's all the way in, Mom! My cock is all inside your pussy!"

"Yes, son... your thick cock is all inside Mom's pussy... so deep... so good, oh my god! Mom is going crazy! Your cock is filling Mom's pussy, Mom is making love with my own son, Mom is receiving your semen inside Mom's pussy, Mom is so excited, oh! Darling, Mom's darling son! Mom loves you so much!" The mother's long-dormant lust was completely liberated from the long-term constraints of hunger, and her soft moans and groans unleashed the unrestrained lust of a lonely, resentful woman.

"I'm having sex with you, Mom. Oh, I'm defiling my own mother's vagina! God, we've finally committed incest."

"That's right, we've finally committed incest. The big cock of my own son, born from my vagina over ten years ago... is currently pounding into my vagina... Now your big cock is inside my vagina, isn't it very comfortable, very pleasurable, very enjoyable? I'm not lying to you, am I?"

"Mom... your little hole... is so warm... so tight... it grips my cock... it feels so good... so wonderful... I love it so much... Mom... if I had known... the feeling of fucking... was this wonderful... I should have fucked your little hole a long time ago..."

My mother gently stroked my face with her hand, smiling as she said, "Silly child... before you weren't... grown up... your cock couldn't get hard... how could you come in... fuck Mom's little hole... From now on, we mother and son... can make love often... Mom's little hole... welcomes you anytime... come in... fuck... um... it's so wonderful... dear son... big cock son... your big cock is so amazing... so big and long... Mom's head "Staying this for the first time... such a wonderful feeling... it's so deep... it's reached my flower core... you've already reached... my cervix... my cervix was almost torn open by you... so beautiful... so comfortable... I wonder how many women will be obsessed with you in the future... ah... so happy... Mom is so happy..."

After my big cock was inserted into my mother's vagina, it was swollen to the brim, the vaginal walls were squeezed and swollen, and her vulva was squeezed as if it was about to be torn. My mother had never tasted this feeling before. It was more painful and more stimulating than when my father deflowered her when she was a virgin. The desire that had been suppressed in my mother's body was completely ignited by my big cock, and what surrounded her whole body was an indescribable pleasure and excitement.

I led my mother into a blissful state she had never experienced before. My large glans touched the very core of her womb, and an unprecedented pleasure and comfort spread from her vagina throughout her entire body, as if she were floating on clouds. Pain, numbness, swelling, itching, sourness, and sweetness—a truly complex mix of sensations. At that moment, my large penis felt like a red-hot iron rod inserted into her vagina, hot and hard, the glans filling her vagina completely. My mother slowly adapted to my large penis, and her plump buttocks rose and fell wildly, her face flushed with desire, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her voice soft and breathy, a wanton cry escaping her lips:

"Ouch... dear brother... oh... you're hitting it... Mom's pussy feels so good... Mom's dear son... oh... oh... ouch... your cock is hitting it again... hitting my G-spot... oh..."

"Ah... Mom... I feel so good too... your pussy feels so good... I'm so happy... in the future... I want to make Mom happy again... okay..."

"Silly child, as long as you like it, Mom's pussy will always be wrapped around you like this, and Mom will continue to make you happy in the future... Mom will make you feel even better... ah..."

I thrust hard into my mother's G-spot, while shaking my buttocks, making my glans drill into my mother's G-spot like an electric drill, and my mother shook her round buttocks, moaning.

My mother gripped the sofa railing with both hands, her voluptuous buttocks rising and falling, her wet vagina gripping my penis wildly, her juices flowing more and more, her beauty boundless and wanton, her fragrant sweat pouring down, her lewd words never ceasing.

"Mmm...good son...mmm...touch Mom's breasts...touch them hard...ah...so beautiful...mmm...rub them hard...mmm...Mom feels so good, so good..."

Below me, I placed my hands on my mother's breasts, rubbing them heavily with my palms, pinching her nipples with my fingers, my large penis moving up and down in sync with her movements.

Pain and pleasure mingled, each thrust of my penis hitting her G-spot. The throbbing G-spot made her feel a tingling, numb sensation. The pain of her vagina being torn apart lessened, replaced by an intoxicating, blissful sensation. Her face flushed with desire, and her vaginal fluids flowed freely. The sensation of my penis gently kissing her G-spot was so pleasurable it made her tremble. Lost in passion, she could only moan wildly, her hands gripping her large breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist, twisting her slender waist and plump buttocks in a display of boundless desire.

My mother screamed, squeezing her legs together, her buttocks heaving wildly. The movements were so intense that my penis slipped out of her body several times. She immediately shoved it back into her vagina. My penis was covered in her vaginal fluid, slippery and sticky...

My mother looked down at my penis, which gleamed as it went in and out of her vagina. It was her vaginal fluid that clung to my scrotum and the glans of my penis. Due to the tight grip and manipulation of her vaginal walls, it was completely exposed and bright red. My entire penis looked like a red pineapple, and my mother's hairy vulva was like a mouth, chewing on my pineapple-like penis.

My mother grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast, gently caressing it. She even stuck out her tongue to lick my fingers, like licking a lollipop—a truly wanton and seductive sight. My mother knew her expression was lewd, but she couldn't control herself; she just wanted to reach orgasm immediately!

After rubbing my mother's breasts for a while, I lowered my hands and propped myself up, forming a sitting position facing each other. My mother hugged me tightly, her breasts rubbing against my chest.

"Mom...you're so horny...so slutty...mmm...oh...Mom...turn your fat ass around...mmm...turn it around...yes...that's great..."

"Darling...forgive Mom...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...so good...Mom will always belong to you...ah...mmm...so beautiful...mmm...ah..." My mother bit my earlobe and whispered in my ear.

"Mmm...such a big cock...dear husband...Mom is so happy...hmm...my flower is so hard...oh...oh...Mom is so happy...ah..."

Tears streaming down her face, the mother moaned dreamily, twisting her waist and lifting her hips desperately, pressing her vulva and the large penis even tighter. Waves of tingling and itching spread from her sensitive vulva throughout her body, causing her to cry out softly:

"Mmm...ah...son...dear son...Mom is yours...so good...the feeling of incest is so exciting...son...what do you say...ah...fuck your own mother's pussy...how does it feel...is it beautiful...?"

"Mom...son feels so good...fuck your own mother's pussy...so good...Mom...how does it feel...to be fucked by your own son...with his penis...into the place that gave birth to him...?"

"So beautiful...the beauty of flying to the sky...so exciting...ah...if I had known that being fucked by my own son's penis...would be this beautiful...I would have let you fuck my pussy long ago...faster...fuck me again...I've wasted over ten years of my life...ah...husband...dear husband...I want to marry you...please...Mom...I want you...to fuck my pussy every day...please..."

"Mom...I don't want to...I don't want you to marry me...I don't want you to be my concubine...we want to always be mother and son...mother and son incest...mother and son incest...my son's penis fucking my pussy...this feeling...is so good...I don't want you to marry me...I want to always be your son...not your husband..."

"Ah...yes...yes...Mom doesn't want to marry you...Mom doesn't want to call you husband...Mom wants to call you her own son...good son...her own son's cock is fucking her own pussy...we're mother and son incest...oh...it's so exciting...fuck me...son...my precious son...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...it's so exciting...Mom's gone crazy like this...becoming a shameless slut...Mom is so despicable...Mom is even worse than a prostitute...son...am I so slutty...sounding like a slut...son...curse Mom..."

"Oh... I'll fuck... I'll fuck you to death, you slutty mother, whore, prostitute, filthy bitch! You even dare to seduce your own son, see how I'll punish your filthy cunt... I'll fuck you to death, you slutty mother..."

I cursed at my mother, aiming to make her even more lewd and have more pleasure.

My mother wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs tightly clamped around my buttocks, frantically twisting her hips and moaning wantonly:

"Oh...good son, well done! Mom is a filthy whore! Mom is a slutty prostitute! A prostitute who only gets fucked by her own son, Mom just likes to commit adultery and incest with her own son, Mom's little fat hole loves to be fucked by her son's big cock...oh...Mom is so slutty...ah...it feels so good...baby...your cock is so big...so big...fucks...fucks Mom...so happy...fucks Mom's cunt..." "...It's about to open...mmm...it's so beautiful...my little darling...don't be polite to Mommy's...little fat hole...harder...harder into it...Mommy's little cunt...curse Mommy...keep cursing Mommy...curse Mommy with the most nasty...most lewd words in the world..."

My mother hugged my body tightly, her whole body trembling, going crazy from my strong thrusts, panting constantly, thrusting her lower body to meet my movements, seeking even greater pleasure.

"Slut...it feels good, doesn't it...you feel good being fucked by me, don't you...if it feels good, scream it out..." It felt so good to call my mother a slut.

"Ah...so good...Mom is being...fucked by you the most...it feels so good...it feels so good...ah...so good...so good...ah...good son...big-cocked son...you're fucking Mom to death...Mom is your biological mother...you are Mom's biological son...we are committing adultery...Mom is having incest with her own son...oh...it's so exciting...Mom loves incest...you are Mom's biological son...my dear brother..."

My mother was being incredibly lewd, having incest with her own son, she even disregarded generational boundaries, and actually called me "my dear brother." I echoed my mother's words:

"Well said, that's exciting enough, I am your dear brother, your dear brother fucking your dear sister, try to say some lewd things, and keep calling me that."

"Okay, my name is, dear brother, you are the younger brother who raped your older sister, don't be polite to your older sister's little fat hole... fuck it hard... fuck your older sister's cunt until it's ripped apart... fuck it until it's broken... it doesn't matter..." The mother's voice sounded like crying.

"Dear older sister, you are so lewd... your younger brother likes to fuck... your older sister's cunt..."

"Dear father, I am your own daughter, big cock daddy... fuck me hard... fuck your daughter hard... your daughter's cunt is so itchy... your daughter is a little slut... likes to be fucked by her own dad... fuck me... fuck me hard... make your daughter's belly... get big..."

"Dear daughter... your cunt is so tender... your daddy has never fucked such a tender cunt before... um..." I hugged my mother's body and thrust hard.

"Grandpa, I'm glad you like your granddaughter's pussy... Oh... Granddaughter will be fucked by you... Granddaughter can't take it like this... Mmm... Grandpa... Your cock is so thick... So long... Oh... Granddaughter's pussy is being penetrated by you so... So comfortable... So good... Mmm... Grandpa... So beautiful... So beautiful it's killing me..." My mother's snow-white buttocks began to sway back and forth, and after my frantic thrusting, my mother also frantically matched my rhythm.

"Good granddaughter... dear granddaughter... your little chubby hole is so beautiful... oh... so soft and slippery... it grips Grandpa's cock... so... so comfortable... it feels so good to be inside... um... granddaughter... Grandpa is going to fuck you to death... Grandpa is going to fuck you hard... fuck granddaughter's little slutty hole..."

My big glans thrusting into my mother's clitoris, my big cock pounding hard inside her cunt, all of this made my mother very happy. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, she kept twisting from side to side, panting softly, her hands tightly gripping the bed railing, her legs clamped together, her buttocks... The way her body undulated, seemingly unable to bear it yet alluringly seductive, aroused my lust to the extreme, sending my soul soaring to the heavens. My mouth was agape as I savored the pleasure my mother's vagina was giving me…

My mother quickened her pace, her clitoris bulging from the intense excitement, pounding against my pubic bone. With each impact, she trembled. As the rhythm accelerated, the trembling ceased, becoming a continuous assault on her brain, causing her entire body to shudder. All I could see in my eyes was my mother's constantly contorted expression, a mixture of pain and pleasure that I couldn't quite decipher…

"Faster, harder..."

my mother murmured, pulling me close and kissing me passionately. Our tongues swirled together, and she eagerly sucked my saliva, imagining it as fluid gushing from my glans.

My mother's vagina, under the relentless assault of my large penis, was reaching its peak. Her clitoris, rubbed and throbbed by my glans, was also tingling with pleasure, overflowing with lustful fluid that trickled down her buttocks and wet my pubic hair. My mother cried out wantonly and wantonly:

"Oh...good son...big cock brother...Mom's little cunt...sister...I'm going to die from pleasure...oh...this is fucking...so good...oh...you little devil...Mom is going to...die under your...big cock today...oh...ah...so good...big cock son...darling...fuck me to death...please...give me...fuck my big cock hard...dear son...ah...Mom is coming...Mom is coming...coming..." My

mother's legs clamped me tighter, her cunt tightly wrapped around my cock, she cried out again and again, her waist swaying constantly, close to the edge of madness because of her desire, her breathing became more and more rapid, like a female dog in heat, her movements became more and more intense.

"Quick, Mom's coming soon, fuck Mom's pussy hard, fuck Mom with the strength you used to have when you were breastfeeding, Mom can't take it anymore... Mom's going to cum... Quick... Quick, thrust into Mom's pussy hard... Mom's going to cum for her son... Quick... Come out with Mom... Ah..." My mother's wet pussy was nearing orgasm from the thrusting of my big cock, demanding more forceful thrusts.

I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts, and soon, my mother screamed, her pussy began to contract violently, tightly sucking my cock.

Suddenly, I heard my mother's rapid breathing, which became more and more rapid, and her body began to tremble violently. Then, after a brief interval, she took a deep breath, hugged me tightly with her hands, her plump breasts grinded hard against my chest, and her lower body moved wildly.

"Oh...God...what does this feel like...ah...so good...Mommy's going to die...child...good son...dear son...harder...push harder...push harder...ah...good...it feels so good...Mommy's going to die...oh...Mommy's going to be fucked to death by my bad son...ah...it's too stimulating...Mommy can't take it anymore...Mommy's going to cum...oh...good son...dear husband...cum...cum inside Mommy's pussy...cum your semen to give me..." You slutty mother... Come out with me... ah..."

My mother hugged my body and kept erecting her lower body, hoping that my cock could penetrate deeper. At the same time, she contracted the tight little meat hole with force, and the water flooded in the vagina. The water kept flowing out, and the vagina began to spasm. The hot vaginal flesh tightly sucked my swollen cock. The vaginal walls squirmed violently, contracting and contracting again, squeezing my cock regularly, forcing it to spit out the accumulated energy.

"Mom...I'm going to cum too...I want to ejaculate inside your vagina...Mom! I want to ejaculate inside your hot little hole! Mom...my good mother...my dear mother...Mom..."

I was also on the verge of exploding, so I stroked the point where my mother's penis and my own vagina were joined, and played with my mother's clitoris with my fingers, getting my hand covered in both of our semen. I put my fingers into my mother's mouth, and my mother excitedly sucked on the semen on my fingers.

"Ugh...ugh..." My mother made nasal sounds of pleasure with my fingers in her mouth.

"Ah...Mom...I'm coming..." I could hardly hold on anymore, and I was about to make my final sprint.

My huge cock thrust in and out forcefully, my mother's big buttocks swayed and twisted wildly, our lower bodies pressed tightly together, a perfect match that brought us both to the peak of pleasure. My mother's cries eventually reached the point where the tendons in her neck bulged, and her large breasts swayed from side to side, shaking against her chest with her movements. Then, she spat out a finger and cried out hoarsely: "

Mother spat out a finger and cried out:"

"My dear son... Mom's cunt is open for you... Shoot... Shoot your semen into Mom's plump little cunt... Let Mom have your thick semen... Let your own mother get pregnant... Let Mom... give birth to a big, fat son for her own son... Oh... Yes... Mom likes it when her dear son shoots his semen into Mom's plump little cunt... Shoot... Shoot for Mom... My dear son... Shoot your semen into Mom's vagina... Shoot hard... Oh... My dear son... Why haven't you... ejaculated yet... Mom can't take it anymore... Mom is going to die again... Please... Good son... Mom's plump little cunt... is about to be... ravaged by you... Ah... This is killing me..." "...You're going to... kill Mommy... Mommy feels so bad... Oh... okay... Mommy's finished..."

Mother felt my large penis head swell inside her large, fleshy vagina. She was an experienced woman, with over ten years of sex experience, and knew I was about to ejaculate. Her entire body pressed down, holding me tightly, while simultaneously contracting her tight little hole, her flower bud clenching... She bit down hard on my penis, and a gush of hot, white semen shot out from the shallow crevice, making me tremble. My penis stiffened, shuddered a few times, and after a few feeble thrusts, my back ached, and my heart pounded. Suddenly, a large amount of hot

semen gushed out, filling my mother's violated vagina. I groaned and roared as I thrust into my mother's juicy cunt.

"I came... Oh my god! Mom... Can you feel it... Can you feel me shooting into your pussy... I came..."

After a shout, I collapsed onto the sofa, the throbbing sensation rushing to my head. I thrust my hips hard against my mother's pussy, penetrating deeper into her vagina. Then, my body trembled as I ejaculated repeatedly into her uterus. Waves of semen gushed from the tip of my glans, all of it shooting deep into my mother's mature uterus. The thick, hot semen instantly filled my mother's constantly contracting vagina, flooding her uterus. I could hear the squelching sound of me ejaculating inside her vagina.

This was the first time I ejaculated inside my mother's vagina. The feeling was completely different from masturbation. I ejaculated exceptionally quickly and in large quantities, so much so that my mother's fertile vagina couldn't fully absorb it. Soon, hot, milky semen overflowed from the shaft.

"Oh...ah...Mom feels you've come, it's so hot! Shoot, shoot your semen into Mom's cunt."

My mother was completely stunned by my hot semen. Her clitoris was scalded by the hot semen, and her body trembled involuntarily. A stream of heat suddenly shot out from her body, quickly merging with my semen. The extreme pleasure made her movements even more frenzied. She screamed, her hands tightly gripping me, her pink buttocks pressing down desperately, her two thighs tightly wrapped around my waist, and she moved her body in coordination, swallowing me with her almost spasmodic vulva, trying to imprison me in her little hole. At the same time, her vagina contracted and expanded, trying to absorb all the essence I vomited, not letting it go to waste.

"Ah! My dear son! This is so pleasurable!"

The mother closed her eyes tightly, pressing her buttocks down, squeezing as much as possible to respond to me, receiving my ejaculated semen. She twisted in rhythm with my ejaculation, receiving the final, intense attack. Her deep vagina kept flowing with sticky, lustful fluid. The tight tissues inside her vagina gradually relaxed, then tightened again in endless lust.

I was completely unable to think of anything; my mind was blank, utterly intoxicated by the extreme pleasure I had never experienced before. My mother and I climaxed together—what a powerful feeling! No sensation could compare to my penis ejaculating into the beautiful womb of my own mother's sweet vagina. It was so wonderful to see my mother moaning on top of me during a powerful, ecstatic orgasm! This forbidden incestuous lovemaking allowed me to experience the highest pleasure in life.

Finally, my glans desperately released the last drop of fluid before stopping ejaculation. My mother, with a satisfied, lewd smile, hugged me tightly. We held each other tightly, our tongues intertwined, our whole bodies trembling and convulsing, lost in the afterglow of our orgasm. Our breathing was still heavy from the passion. The incestuous lovemaking between mother and son brought us an unprecedented sexual climax. Our hands continued to roam over each other's bodies, our semen surging within my mother's vagina. The pleasure was indescribable.

We held each other like that until our breathing calmed down a bit. My mother seemed much better, though she still moaned occasionally.

My penis was still inside my mother's vagina. I could feel the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. We were both soaked, our sweat mixed together, and semen mixed with vaginal fluid dripped from the sofa onto the floor. I was exhausted and felt weak all over, but I was filled with happiness and joy.

I didn't pull my penis out; it was still inside my mother's vagina. The head of my penis was happily bathed in my mother's sweet and soft love, feeling warm and slippery. Because my mother's vagina had just experienced the most intense orgasm, the muscles on the vaginal walls were still extremely contracted, tightly wrapping around my penis, making it impossible for me to withdraw completely. In fact, I didn't intend to withdraw either. I liked the warm feeling of being contained by my mother's vagina; it was not only comfortable but also made me feel safer. I was afraid that if I left my mother's body, we would revert to the original pure mother-son relationship. Only when my penis remained deep inside my mother's body could I feel that I was one with my mother, flesh and blood, completely fused together.

My mother hugged me tightly, a satisfied smile on her face. She was sweating profusely and panting, feeling my once incredibly hard penis slowly shrink and soften inside her. After a long while, her tense body finally relaxed, and she gradually loosened her grip, collapsing onto me, still breathing heavily. Her vagina, which had been battered by the torrential rain, gradually relaxed, releasing its tight embrace of its captive, and the flow of fluid gradually stopped.

Finally, my mother stretched and sat up. She looked at me affectionately and said in a very gentle voice:

"I love you, my good boy. To Mommy, nothing in this world is more important than you. Today is the happiest day of Mommy's life, and Mommy will never forget it."

I lay on the sofa, exhausted from the pleasure of our lovemaking. My mother wiped my penis with toilet paper. The result of our frenzied lovemaking had left my penis completely wet, coated with my semen and my mother's vaginal fluids, with some semen still on the glans.

After wiping me, my mother cleaned her own genitals. Her genitals were also wet

, with white semen flowing from her vaginal opening, creating a large, damp patch.

After we finished cleaning up, my mother hugged me like a kitten, nestled beside me, and smiled contentedly. We lay naked on the sofa, caressing each other. I think perhaps both of us harbored a hidden expectation of the pleasure of forbidden incestuous sex. Once the mask of worldly morality was torn off, it would flow like a river bursting its banks. I gently kneaded my mother's large breasts and nipples with one hand and stroked her pink cheeks with the other, whispering in her ear,

"Mom, did your son enjoy it?"

"So good, baby, this is such an intense climax, you're so amazing... You just drove me crazy, I almost died from it. I've never had such crazy sex before, never... never. I've lived for over thirty years, and today is the first time I've experienced the joy of life. I love you so much! If I hadn't met you, I would have wasted these past thirty years!" The mother was still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure.

"Was Dad able to satisfy you before?"

"Hmph! I wish he had that ability!"

"How long and big was his penis? Was it hard?"

"It was only a little over four inches long and an inch thick, and not very hard. He ejaculated as soon as Mom's interest was just starting, which was really painful."

"Don't worry, Mom, now your son is grown up. Your son will make you enjoy life's pleasures again. Your son will be a good son to you!"

"You don't blame Mom for raping you now, forcing you to commit incest with me?"

"I felt a little guilty at first, but now it feels so good. I never thought incest between mother and son would be so exciting. Mom, aren't we a little perverted?"

"Incest is inherently perverse, but what can I do when we're mother and son? Mom finds incestuous relationships exciting, crossing the boundaries between mother and son with her own flesh and blood, experiencing that kind of debauchery, reaching the ultimate realm of sexual pleasure. It's a liberation that transcends morality, a pleasure that most people can't experience. Just thinking about how Mom gave birth to you with her little hole, and now you're using the penis Mom gave you to fuck Mom's little hole, that psychological pleasure is amazing. Just thinking about the person fucking Mom down there is her own son, the penis that's fucking Mom's little cunt..." "It was born from Mom's pussy, and that incestuous, lewd pleasure is incomparable to any man's penis. Especially when you call me Mom during penetration, the juices inside Mom's pussy flow out like a tap, making orgasms incredibly pleasurable. I don't experience this with your father. Maybe this is what people mean by the bond between mother and son. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, more in sync than with anyone else. Being able to make love with my own son makes me the happiest mother in the world. From now on, Mom wants you to fuck Mom's pussy every day."

"Mom, don't worry, I will love you forever. I will fuck your cunt for all eternity. From now on, we won't wear clothes at home. I can make love to you whenever I feel like it. I get excited and want to fuck you whenever I see you."

My mother nestled in my warm embrace and said softly, "Son, it's not that I'm too lewd. Actually, I've been holding back for so long these past few years. I didn't want to seduce men for fear of complications. I've relied solely on my hands." "I sometimes dream of having sex with men, and when I get really aroused, my underwear gets completely soaked. It's been years since I've had an orgasm. If it weren't for me abandoning my hypocritical pride tonight and raping you, allowing me to relive the intense passion and wanton pleasure of sex, I would be living a desolate and empty life for the rest of my days. In a few years, I might even forget what an orgasm feels like."

"Mom, don't worry, I will always love you. You will never live a desolate and empty life. Your son will never leave you. I will fuck your cunt for the rest of my life. We will make love happily every day from now on, okay?"

"Of course, Mom has lost her chastity. You've ruined her entire life's purity. Mom is in her prime now, and you've ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within her. Of course, you have to take responsibility. From now on, Mom will have you fucking her pussy every day. But Mom is almost forty years old, while you're still young. There are so many young and beautiful women out there. In a few years, Mom will be old and faded, old and ugly, with a full head of white hair, no teeth, and her pussy will be loose. Will you still want Mom then?"

"Mom, don't worry, no matter how old you get, I'll still want you. Those women outside, though young and pretty, are like unripe green fruit, unappetizing and won't wag their hips. But you, Mom, have years of sexual experience, like a sweet peach! Besides, your own mother's vagina is unique in the world; your cunt is incomparable to any other woman's. A son fucking his own mother..." The kind of liberation that transcends morality is a pleasure that most people can't experience. Just thinking about how my penis is penetrating that little cunt that gave birth to me, my own mother's flesh cunt, that incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any other woman's vagina. When I make love with you, my cunt is slippery and warm. Just thinking that you are my biological mother makes me incredibly excited. Oh! Both my body and mind are satisfied."

"Mom's pussy is only for my own son to fuck. Mom is going to marry my darling son. Mom is going to get pregnant for you. Tonight is Mom's second wedding night, our wedding night together."

I pinched my mother's plump breasts and said, "I want to fuck Mom every day, every night! I want to make love with Mom forever, forever, forever, my dear Mom! Do you want more later? Son will give you one more time, even more pleasure!"

"Hmm! Of course! Mom has been hungry for so long, of course I want to eat my fill!"

"Then let's start now, Mom, come on, let your son be filial to his old mother!"

"Now? You want it again? So quickly?" Mother asked in surprise, but she didn't need to answer anymore, because she saw my limp penis already standing up, growing bigger, harder, and thicker.

Mother looked down and whispered, "Oh my God, I can't believe it. Does my son want to fuck his mother again?" Mother couldn't believe that I could regain my strength and vitality in such a short time.

"Yes, Mom, do you like it? If your body can still hold on, let's do it until dawn. Your own son will fuck his bad mother all night long, to release all the lust that has been burning in your body over the years. I'm going to tear your cunt apart and rip it apart..." I chuckled lewdly.

"Yes, all night, my good son, do it... Mom's pussy belongs to you from today onwards, son, let Mom see if her little baby can drive his mother crazy all night long, come on, fuck Mom, Mom's darling son, big-cocked son, Mom's cunt will always welcome you, Mom will teach you many, many... ways of making love... come on... use your big cock to thrust hard into Mom's cunt..." "

All night long..." Mother groaned, slowly turned around, lay face down on the bed, her back to me, her snow-white, flawless, full, plump buttocks sticking up high, blatantly presenting her vulva to welcome my cock, panting as she said:

"Ah... Mom wants you, Mom wants your big cock to go inside Mom's pussy... It's easier to go in from behind, and you can also enjoy Mom's beautiful dance while you're fucking Mom's pussy. And for Mom, Mom prefers this way. Hurry up and go in! Don't keep Mom in this position for so long, come and fuck your mom! Hurry up!"

I excitedly came between my mother's wide-open legs. I hugged my mother's snow-white and plump buttocks, spread her plump vulva with my hands, aimed my glans at my mother's honey hole, and thrust forward with force. With a "whoosh," the big glans that was originally pressed against my mother's vaginal opening went straight into my mother's pussy.

"Oh, so full, so satisfying! Good son, good cock! Use your big cock to fuck your mother! Mom is so slutty, Mom loves the feeling of being penetrated by her son, oh, so comfortable, Mom wants to feel this comfortable all night long!" The mother was sobbing as the emptiness in her lower body was satisfied.

I held my mother's snow-white and plump buttocks with both hands, moved closer, and rotated my penis vigorously with the base of my penis, causing my mother, who was driven crazy by lust, to unconsciously arch her back and sway in coordination, her buttocks wriggling forcefully.

I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother's beautiful, captivating buttocks swayed wantonly back and forth under my intense impact, strongly stimulating my nerves. With each frenzied thrust, my mother's vagina began to contract violently, tightly sucking on my penis. My thick cock was tightly bound by my mother's vaginal opening, constantly rubbing and thrusting, occasionally making soft, wet sounds.

I leaned forward, freeing one hand to grasp my mother's breast, kneading and squeezing it forcefully, while my mother rhythmically pushed her breast towards my hand. Then she also freed one hand to find her clitoris. I could feel my mother's fingers and my penis entering and exiting her vagina together.

The sounds of my abdomen hitting my mother's buttocks were incessant, my penis constantly appearing and disappearing between her buttocks.

Soon, my mother's breathing became more and more rapid, like a female dog in heat, and her movements became more and more intense.

"Oh... God... Baby... Oh... Mom is going to die... Mom is going to die of pleasure... Baby... My dear son... My good husband... Your big penis is so powerful... Mom is going to die... Oh... Fuck... Fuck harder... Fuck Mom to death..."

My mother screamed, her buttocks wildly swaying back and forth, her lower body thrusting very powerfully. That frenzied energy was almost too much for me, a greenhorn, to handle. I had to hold her buttocks tightly to prevent my penis from slipping out of my mother's vagina.

I thrust into my mother's body with all my might, inserting my penis deep into her. I watched as my thick, enormous penis was tightly held by her brownish-red labia, rubbing and thrusting in and out, being drawn into her vagina. The sight of it being pulled out as huge as a long ribbon filled me with a burning sensation. I felt my glans begin to heat up, on the verge of collapse. The desire to explode filled my entire body, and I couldn't help but roar,

"Mom, I'm coming!"

In an instant, I ejaculated all my love and desire into my mother's convulsing vagina. At that moment, my mother suddenly stopped moving, completely frozen, her body trembling violently without her noticing.

My semen continued to spurt into my mother's uterus. I held her trembling body tightly, my abdomen pressed against her slightly trembling buttocks, feeling the warmth of her body as I convulsed.

Finally, I stopped ejaculating, and my mother let out a long breath, collapsing heavily onto the counter. I lay half-reclined behind her.

When we both came to our senses, our breathing was still labored. My penis hadn't fully shrunk; it was still inside my mother's warm vagina, and I could still feel the slight pulsation of her vaginal walls after her satisfaction.

Outside, the wind and rain raged, but inside, spring was in the air, a passionate embrace. My son and I were lost in forbidden lovemaking, oblivious to everything else. Morality, ethics, and shame were all cast aside; only naked sex remained in the world.

All night long! Truly remarkable.

My mother and I made love wildly all night long. We tried every position we could think of. Sometimes I was on top, thrusting my big cock into my mother's cunt until we both came. Sometimes my mother was on the bed, in a doggy-style position, letting me pound her cunt from behind. Sometimes my mother used her plump breasts to clamp my young cock, squeezing and kneading it hard, making me ejaculate all my semen onto her face. Sometimes, my mother sat on my stomach in a half-daughter position, actively stroking my still-powerful cock, bringing herself to orgasm quickly. Occasionally we would stop, drink a glass of wine, slightly soothe our rapid sucking, and then continue our frenzied physical union.

My son and I were completely oblivious to fatigue, relentlessly demanding from each other as if the next day would be the end of the world. This frenzied behavior continued throughout the night.

Our joined parts were wet and dry, wet and dry again, the fluids bubbling and foaming under the intense friction, enveloping our private parts and covering our entire genitals. Yet, we continued our passionate intercourse without waning.

This battle lasted from 6 PM to 5 AM the next morning. My mother had climaxed more than ten times and fainted three or four times. Her body was covered in her own saliva, vaginal fluid, and my semen, making her look incredibly lewd. But after each climax, my mother became even more wanton. She was already out of her mind from being fucked by me, but she still kept moaning. Every time she woke up, she was completely immersed in the moment, and her moans were deafening. Several times she was so breathless from moaning that I had to pat and rub her chest to bring her back to her senses.

We also changed positions on the bed. My mother was on all fours, and I was holding her waist as I thrust into her. Before long, my mother had another orgasm. Her buttocks were trembling wildly, and she climaxed again. However, after several climaxes, her vaginal fluid was not as much as before.

After my mother finished climaxing, she went limp and fainted on the bed. I had to slowly thrust in and out, gradually waking her up again. Once she was awake, I simply picked her up and started thrusting. My mother's desire returned, and she swayed her hips up and down, but her body leaned weakly against me. Her breasts were very soft, and I felt weak when they were against my chest. So I became even more excited and thrust even harder.

My mother continued to moan, but her cries had become less varied, just rhythmic moans accompanying my thrusts. She clung to me, panting, and weakly pleaded,

"Good son... I can't take it anymore, don't do it anymore, I'm going to be raped to death, go fuck someone else..."

At that moment, besides my mother, there was no other woman in the house who could soothe my lust. Her pleas only fueled my animalistic desires. I went berserk, like a wild horse charging across the battlefield, recklessly charging forward, using all my strength to thrust harder and harder with each stroke. Sweat soaked my entire body. Besides holding me tightly, my mother's hips continued to move mechanically. I said:

"You say no, but why are you squeezing my cock so tightly...you slut...you bitch, see how I teach you a lesson."

My mother's juices flowed three or four more times as I penetrated her, her whole body felt comfortable, her bones were soft and her muscles were weak. She raised her pink buttocks and pressed her vulva against my lower abdomen, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around my waist and back, welcoming me with each rise and fall. Sweat dripping down her face, panting heavily:

"Baby...my darling...my son with the big cock...Mommy has already come more than ten times, if you keep going...Mommy will really be...fucked to death by you...please...please Mommy...quickly...quickly shoot your nectar...shoot it into Mommy...Mommy...Mommy came again...ah..."

With that, a thick stream of semen sprayed onto my glans, her vagina opening and closing, making me cry out:

"Mommy...my dear mother...my dearest mother...son...son feels so good...son is going to...go to cum..."

"Good son, sweet baby, shoot it into Mommy, shoot it inside Mommy, Mommy wants it so much..." Mother moaned, her thighs tightly clamping around my waist, desperately shaking her hips, waiting for my next drenching.

A tingling sensation ran down my back, and a gush of hot semen shot out, making Mother shudder. She hugged my waist and back tightly, arching her vulva to receive the quick release of that hot, thick semen.

This was my ninth ejaculation today. The excessive output left me feeling powerless, but it also gave me a thrilling stimulation, making my whole body tremble. My stiff penis, like an injured little bird, struggled to release the last drop of essence, barely filling the bottomless hole below Mother's.

"I did it, Mom, I did it again! I came inside you again! Ah... I hope it's not the last time."

We were both exhausted. My mother was barely breathing, her soul adrift and her spirit fading. I held her tightly, panting heavily, my whole body pressed against hers. My large penis was still inside her vagina, sucking her semen. My mother also hugged me tightly, and we caressed and kissed each other.

My mother and I achieved a perfect union of body and soul. I felt that we had become one, completely transcending the relationship between husband and wife, mother and son, man and woman. I could do anything for my mother's beautiful body, and my mother was willing to do anything for me. Our love was not just that of a mother and son, nor just that of a man and a woman, but a union of both, far beyond the taboos of blood ties. I was certain that there was no greater love than the naked sex between a sexy mother and a strong son. A strong tide of love swept through my body. No one could be more fulfilled and happier than we were now. My mother and I both appreciated this erotic union, a mixture of lust, incest, and love.

I can't remember how many times we did it that night. I only remember that my mother was on top of me at the end, so tired that she collapsed and fell asleep. I was also surprised by my energy that night. Maybe it was

because the person I was having sex with was my own mother! Later, my mother said she found it hard to believe that I had never had sex with other girls before, because she had never experienced such intoxicating and utterly devastating sex in her life. I think this might be because we are so similar, or maybe we are both naturally good at it. Of course, it is undeniable that the subconscious pleasure of incest also played a very important role.

Since I started having sex with my mother, our relationship has become much closer. In the days that followed, all I could think about was having sex with her; nothing else mattered. For me, nestled in my mother's warm embrace, my thirsty penis inside her warm vagina, was more important than anything else.

I think I've become addicted to sex, I've tasted the sweetness, and my love for my mother is different now. I love my mother more than ever before, not just as a mother, but also as a mature sexual partner.

Since my illicit affair with my son, my mother, experiencing incest for the first time, was both satisfied and excited. Her vagina, like parched land receiving rain, enjoyed the rich, sweet nourishment of my copious semen, and she was once again intoxicated by the pleasures of male-female sex. The mature body of this 38-year-old middle-aged woman was immersed in the decadent sexuality of mother-son incest.

My relationship with my mother had become that of husband and wife, and we were both immersed in the pleasure of incest. This summer, we made love every day. During the day, we were mother and son; at night, we were husband and wife. Every night, I slept with my mother, and penetration of her vagina was a must. We lived a life that was mother and wife, son and husband.

Every night, I shared a bed with my mother. Our house became our private sanctuary, where we would perform countless incestuous acts. My penis would remain inside her wet vagina all night long, until dawn, both of us lost in the carnal pleasure of incest.

My mother began to teach me more about sex, how to make each other happier, how to prolong our time together, and how to better coordinate our pace. We tried all sorts of positions and methods of lovemaking, which greatly enhanced our sexual pleasure. My mother often used her sensual mouth to service my penis, and I learned to use my tongue to bring her to orgasm. We became more and more in sync.

As soon as my mother and I returned home, we were both naked. Whoever was aroused, we would make love anywhere—on the bed, under the bed, on the carpet, on the sofa, in the bathroom—lying down, standing, sitting, or kneeling, in every position and angle. My mother's rich experience and skills accumulated over twenty years ensured that each sexual encounter brought me complete pleasure, allowing me to fully enjoy the charm and allure of my mother's mature womanhood. My mother also achieved complete sexual satisfaction.

Under the tutelage of my mature, alluring, and sensual mother, I fully grasped the beauty of male-female sex. I learned the techniques of intercourse and how to tease and manipulate women, and I developed a particular fondness for attractive and mature middle-aged women!

I bought several incest VCDs and watched them in the room while penetrating my mother's vagina. My mother began to feel immense psychological pleasure from the incestuous scenes. Whenever she saw scenes of sons having sex with their mothers, fathers having sex with their daughters, or older brothers raping their younger sisters, she would become particularly excited. Sometimes, even when we were walking down the street, I would act very intimately with her. We tried having sex in the park and also tried going to an apartment. In short, my mother had become an immoral, promiscuous, and wanton woman.

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