This holiday was really great.

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(This is an article about incest; those with strong moral principles should not read it!)
When the parents first met, the mother was an intern beautician, and the father was an electrical technician.
Teacher. After a long period of hard work, his father founded a company and opened many branches. In addition, he...
He also owns some retailers who work for him. And my mother—Rita, even if you don't think she deserves the title...
She is stunningly beautiful, yet one wouldn't disagree that she still retains a certain charm.
The story begins on the mother's fiftieth birthday. To celebrate her birthday, she and her father were arranged to go to...
I went to Mallorca for a ten-day vacation, while I stayed at my sister's house.
I am the youngest of my parents' three children, and everyone jokingly calls me "the boy who lost power".
Because my mother gave birth to me on a day of power outage when I was nine months pregnant. I am ten years old this year.
I'm four years old, while my two older sisters are already in their thirties. From this, you can infer that my birth was actually a mistake.
(You could also say it was the result of my dad's strong desire to have a son).
However, two days before his parents were supposed to depart, his father was unable to take his vacation due to work commitments, so in the end...
I decided to accompany my mother on the trip. And so, two days later, my mother and I set off for Mallorca.
Upon arriving at the hotel, we discovered a fact that had been overlooked: Father had booked a double room.
That means my mother and I will have to share a double bed? Given the time crunch, changing rooms isn't an option.
Perhaps, my mother and I could only face it with smiles and jokes.
I must admit, I don't think my mother or I will be able to enjoy this holiday properly, because we...
I don't have any friends my age. I also don't think my mother would be indifferent to this or take it in stride.
However, these few nights spent together were not as bad as I had imagined.
In the evening, we had dinner at a bar while enjoying the entertainment it offered. When we arrived...
When I returned to my hotel room that evening, while my mother was taking a shower, I changed my clothes...
I quickly jumped into bed and pulled the covers over myself, because I was only wearing underwear. My mother came out of the bathroom.
At times, she wore a sexy nightgown. Needless to say, it was an outfit meant to arouse her father's sexual desire.
Not me.
After kissing each other goodnight, we each occupied a corner of the bed and fell asleep with our backs to each other.
Before I shared a bed with my mother, I never imagined she was such a sexy woman. But...
But now I can't stop thinking about it.
Every night after our kisses, lying in bed, my mind is always preoccupied with how to "accidentally"...
My penis would touch my mother's nipple. Because of this, I always felt terrible in the mornings, because my penis always...
Would I sleep next to a woman, a woman who has begun to become my sexual fantasy, when I wake up?
It's incredibly hard. I really want to masturbate, but I can't. I always jump out of bed and then... as fast as I can.
I rushed into the bathroom and peed for the first time that day. But I overlooked the fact that my mother had already seen my pants.
Although she was all smiles, I knew she had noticed the bulge in her breasts.
Regardless, as the holiday progressed, every night I would try to touch my mother's nipple and enjoy it.
That feeling. My method included extending the time spent kissing my mother goodnight a little longer, and then letting my...
My hand slid gently and slowly across her shoulder until it reached my target. It wasn't fun at all, but as I tickled...
When she's tickled, it usually turns into the kids playing around with each other, which is really not fun at all! Finally,
I tried blowing air onto her neck. In my mind's eye, I felt this method of blowing air would achieve its purpose. But...
In real life, when my mother told me to stop, I think my actions had only angered her. Through my mother...
From her body language, I think she knew what had happened, but just didn't want to say it. And all I could do was...
Every time she left, he would sit on the edge of the bed and masturbate listlessly.
The last night of the trip finally arrived, and my mother allowed me to drink two bottles of beer, while she herself drank some as well.
When it was time to go to bed, we walked back to our room, slightly tipsy. Back in the room, I closed the door...
The door was in front of me, and my mother was lying on the bed, her arms crossed over her chest and her legs crossed. I lay down on her...
Beside me, we chatted and laughed on the bed.
However, things became a little different when my mother told me what it would be like if I were an adult.
The conversation became somewhat private, with my mother discussing her thoughts when she was pregnant with me, and how she realized she was 36 years old.
The shock of being pregnant.
As I listened to my mother's words, I raised one hand, looking at my mother who was lying face down, listening to her talk about how she raised...
The oldest mother in the nursery was later mistaken for my grandmother by other mothers when I started school.
At that moment, I put my arm through my mother's body and gently placed my hand on her left nipple.
Up. My hand had been there for a while before she realized what I had done.
My mother looked at my hand, then slowly raised her head to gaze at me with an understanding expression. She said softly...
She said, "I think you'd better take your hand away, okay, son?" I knew exactly what she meant, but I said:
“The best mother, I don’t think you’ve ever asked me this…”
At this moment, my hand began to move in a circular motion, rubbing my mother's nipple. She curled her body into a ball.
She rocked back and forth, her body trembling as if she were laughing. After she stopped moving, she lay flat on the bed, her legs...
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressed my head towards her, and then gave me a big, wet, and casual kiss—a kind of...
A kiss that only exists between a mother and her son.
This isn't what I wanted. As she let go of me, I thought, "If I'm going to do it, I'll do it now, or I'll never."
There's no chance at all. Who cares about the damn consequences!
As I leaned my face against my mother and gently kissed her lips, her face still held a blush.
I smiled. I tilted my head back, gazing deeply into her eyes, and then once again pressed our lips together.
Together. We kissed so deeply she had no time to question the meaning hidden behind the kiss. I raised my left hand and took my mother's...
I moved my body to the other side of the bed. She was unable to move on the mattress because of my body.
Another kiss, this time my mother slightly opened her mouth, and when her tongue touched my lips, I felt an indescribable...
Pleasant. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and she responded with her actions. Now, our tongues were intertwined like two snakes.
They were tightly intertwined.
This passionate kiss made my breathing quicken. I've kissed many girls my age before, but...
For some reason, this kiss now makes me feel even more passionate and radiates feminine charm. This is so far...
I've never tasted such a sensual kiss; my body trembled with excitement. My penis experienced the most...
The intense reaction I had experienced left me feeling dizzy and disoriented. With the continued kisses, I could feel my heart...
My heart was pounding violently in my chest.
I slowly moved my head to my mother's abdomen, then slipped my hand inside her white bra and caressed her two large breasts.
Before touching her breasts, I slowly unbuttoned my mother's nightgown. When I touched her bra, it gave me a rough feeling.
The texture was both rough and smooth. My fingers roamed over the lace until I found and played with my mother's nipples.
The mother stopped the kiss that was in progress, panting, and said, "That's enough, son. I think we should..."
Fortunately, the situation was stopped before it got out of control.
“Mom, no! I love you. I want you,” I pleaded, knowing I had to do something to change things.
The relationship continued to develop.
“We did have some fun,” the mother said, then added, “but I am your mother.”
and……"
While she was still speaking, I quickly freed my penis from the constraints of my suit trousers.
I took my mother's hand and placed it on my throbbing, hard penis. When she touched my shaft, she...
He fell silent and let out some panting.
She gripped my penis tightly, stroking it back and forth, while pulling my body close to hers. I
I stroked her legs with both hands, then pushed towards her genitals. To make my movements easier, she tried to...
Her thighs were spread open. The center of her panties was already soaked with vaginal fluid.
I had never heard of women secreting vaginal fluid before, so my first thought was that my mother was wet.
I pulled down my pants, but regardless, my burning desire prevented me from thinking about such trivial matters. My mother writhes against me.
He moved, kissed my cheeks and neck, and hugged me very passionately.
Suddenly, my mother jumped up, knelt before me, and gasped, "Hurry, come on!" She then...
I pulled myself out of bed and took my shirt out of my pants. She unbuckled my belt and then took out my underwear...
Her outer pants were ripped off with a forceful tug. I took a few steps forward; now, my penis was only a few inches from my mother's face.
A mere few inches away.
Then something strange happened: she slowly lowered her head and took my penis into her mouth, greedily...
She was sucking on the entire penis she craved. This was my first oral sex experience; before this, I had no idea what it was like.
It can be said that they knew nothing about the matter.
Sexual paradise! Unbelievable pleasure! Watching my mother's head bobbing incessantly in front of my penis. I hugged her...
My mother's head, and then I slowly inserted my penis deep into her mouth. Her tongue licked my entire...
Her hand was touching my glans, caressing my scrotum and my testicles.
My mother must have known I was on the verge of ejaculation because she straightened up and asked me to take off her clothes.
Clothing. No need to ask further, first pajamas, then a skirt, and before I took off her bra, her two nipples...
It was pressing against my chest. When I took off her bra and let it fall to the floor, my mother's nipples hung there.
In mid-air, freedom is regained.
I couldn't resist the temptation before me, so I began to caress them. First I pinched them, then I occasionally rubbed them with my palms.
I rubbed those two nipples. My pleasure came from the softness and size of my mother's nipples, and the firmness of their pressure.
It is something I cannot describe in words.
My mother's actions said it all. She lay on the bed, letting me press down on top of her, and took my penis in her hand.
Guide it towards that wet, lustful hole. This was my first time; I thrust and pumped, my frenzied movements making me feel like...
What a madman. However, my mother made me slow down.
“Shh…shh…” she whispered, “Relax a little, go slower.” She began to direct me.
Action.
I let my hard penis slowly thrust in and out of her vagina, deeper and deeper, and I enjoyed it to the fullest.
This lewd pleasure. I felt my mother's fingernails digging deeply into one of my buttocks, my body...
I experienced an unprecedented excitement, a feeling I had never had before. My mother continued to control me.
The speed at which my penis thrust inside her continued until I could no longer continue.
Suddenly, my body convulsed, and then I ejaculated into a woman's body for the first time.
I felt weak all over, my legs were numb, and I could hear myself breathing heavily. I held my mother tightly until the spasms subsided.
No trace.
I moved away from my mother's body, stared at the ceiling, and took deep breaths.
She gave me a deep kiss and said, "This shouldn't have happened. My dear son, from now on we will never..."
We can't do this anymore.
Indeed, apart from my pleas and entreaties, my mother and I did not have sex...

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