The lewd mother and the perverted older sister were raped by insects, and even the younger brother was not spared.

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Seeing my mother and sister clutching their bellies, both pregnant with human babies, the ordeal finally seemed to be over. I hadn't seen my mother and sister so rational in a long time. For months, they had been tormented by the demonic insects, which had greatly increased their libido, and even I, their son and brother, had become their target. Thinking of this, my penis hardened again. No, my mother and sister were cured; I couldn't have impure thoughts about them. I blushed, and seeing my blush, my mother probably knew what I was thinking; she blushed too. I couldn't resist any longer and squeezed my mother's breasts a few times. With one squeeze, milky white milk gushed out. My mother, however, seemed used to this and told me to stop. She was right; everything had happened in the past few months.
It all happened about six months ago. One day six months ago, my mother and I went on a picnic in the suburbs. My older sister, who was busy with schoolwork, didn't come along. My mother and I went for a short trip to the suburbs, hoping to get away from the city and enjoy nature.
Speaking of my mother, I can't help but mention her large breasts. My mother's breasts are the biggest I've ever seen. She didn't try to hide her shapely figure; even in a simple shirt, she was already very attractive. That day, she wore a tracksuit, which tightly hugged her large breasts, her full hips, and her slender waist. In addition, she had a pair of snow-white legs. As my mother walked, the outline of her feet was even more beautiful, and her large breasts swayed, captivating me. I once peeked at my mother's bra—32E!! No wonder it's so big; I couldn't even cover one of her breasts with one hand. Compared to the most developed girl in my class, she's still far behind!
My mother is the kind of alluring beauty, the kind of beauty that makes you want to sleep with her. She had a sexy body that made men want to masturbate. My mother was a middle school teacher and my homeroom teacher, so I knew better than anyone how her body drove boys crazy. My mother often wore short skirts, black stockings, and blouses. First, there were her jade-like feet, long and fair, and the view under her short skirt was even more enticing. Everyone was very quiet in my mother's class because everyone was focused on her lesson. My mother even told me that the students in our class were very well-behaved. I thought to myself, well-behaved my foot! They were taking advantage of you. Students often peeked at my mother's underwear in the mirror. My mother had so many different kinds of underwear, different every day. Because my mother had large breasts, no clothes could cover them, and she didn't seem to know how big her breasts were, so her clothes were always tight. How could anyone who saw them resist? Even I couldn't resist. I was much better off than my classmates. I lived with my mother, and I often took advantage of her, even masturbating with her clothes. Before taking a shower, Mom would put her clothes on the floor. I often used her underwear to masturbate, especially her bras, which smelled of her breast milk. Sometimes I wouldn't shower and would make Mom go out wearing my semen. Peeping at Mom while she showered? I didn't need to, because Mom never closed the door when she changed clothes at home, and she never hesitated to change in front of me. Sometimes she would look at me, blushing, and say, "What are you shy about? Didn't you give birth to me?" Mom
would sometimes say this in my ear, her breasts brushing against my arm. With such a beautiful and open-minded mother, how could I not be satisfied with my life?
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen enough at home?" Mom said teasingly.
"Looking at a beauty?" I replied,
"Beautiful what? You're over forty, are you still beautiful?" Mom said with a smile, actually enjoying being praised.
"Beautiful! My mom is the most beautiful and mature woman I've ever seen!" I said, throwing myself into Mom's arms, of course taking the opportunity to secretly touch her breasts. I can guarantee that Mom's breasts are real, not fake. Could such soft and warm breasts be fake? I don't think so.
"Alright, alright! Silly boy, how old are you now, still acting like a spoiled child?" Mom said no, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
We walked and visited many places we had never been before. We were quite far from home, on a picnic in a very large suburb outside the city, where people are usually small. It was like a large forest, full of animals and plants, teeming with life. The tall, sturdy trees and all sorts of animals made us temporarily forget the troubles of the city, while also making us let our guard down. In my backpack, I had water, a compass and a map, a pistol and several rows of bullets, so I was quite well prepared.
Mom and I walked happily. I loved Mom so much that I didn't want to leave. It was almost dark, but we hadn't returned to the camp. Anxious, we hurried along, but haste makes waste. Finally, we found a cave, so we had to go inside to take shelter and wait for tomorrow.
Little did I know, this was the beginning of a nightmare.
My mother and I entered the cave. There was some wood inside, suggesting that others had spent the night there, just like us. After some effort, I started a fire to provide warmth. I took out a map and compass from my backpack and calculated how to return to camp the next day. I watched for a while and saw that my mother was asleep. Even when she was asleep, my mother was so alluring. Her jade-like feet were spread open without any restraint, highlighting the shape of her genitals, which was incredibly tempting. But what was most tempting was her heavy breathing in her sleep, causing her chest to rise and fall. The rise and fall seemed to beckon me to touch her. I lay down beside my mother, looking at her heaving breasts. They rose and fell like two mountains. "Mom must be asleep, she won't wake up so easily, she must be," I told myself. I stretched out a finger and pressed on my mother's breast. My mother didn't get up, so I pressed harder. The softness of my mother's breasts was incredible, so soft and comfortable. I pressed a few times, but that wasn't enough. I opened my hands wide and headed for my mother's breasts. I didn't dare to knead them hard, just gently, the flesh squeezing out between my fingers. My mother's huge breasts couldn't be covered by one hand. My penis was already hard, but I didn't dare to go any further, so I just quickly masturbated. But being able to knead a pair of huge breasts was pretty good, I told myself.
The next morning, my mother got up earlier than me and watched me get up. I was afraid she would find out that I had molested her the night before, so I didn't dare to look her in the eye.
"You're up? You went to bed very late last night, didn't you? You don't usually do that," Mom said ,
seemingly unaware of what happened last night
. "Yes, I stayed up all night looking at the map," I replied.
"Okay, let's go quickly."

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