Mom's Wedding Dress

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I'm 21 years old this year. Last year, through my mother's arrangements, I found my current bride.

A month ago, my mother planned the wedding herself. She even bought a house not far from home as our new home, and she chose all the decorations. To others, they must think my mother dotes on me and envy me for having such a good mother.

Actually, throughout the entire wedding arrangement, I felt as if my mother was marrying me, and in fact, her feelings were exactly the same as mine.

Not long ago, I officially got married. At the wedding banquet, the only people who truly felt happiness and joy were my mother and me. My right hand was holding my bride's hand, and my left hand was holding my mother's. The only people truly embracing the sweet feelings of newlyweds were my mother and me.

My mother gave birth to me when she was sixteen, and she's only thirty-seven this year. Already mature and beautiful, she dressed up very deliberately that day. Many people privately said that my mother was more beautiful than the bride, and in my eyes, that's definitely true.

When the officiant asked:

"Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife and spend your life with him?"

At that moment, only I heard my mother softly say beside me, "

I do!"

I turned to look at her, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "

I do too, my dear wife. From today onwards, you are my wife."

Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered back, "

I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours."

We both suppressed the urge to kiss each other. Many relatives and friends who came to witness the ceremony simply thought it was my mother giving her son instructions; everything seemed perfectly natural.
Afterwards
, I accompanied my bride to the dressing room to change her dress. My mother held my hand tightly and followed me in. In the less than a minute after my new wife went to the restroom and closed the door, my mother and I couldn't hold back any longer and passionately kissed each other. Only then did I truly kiss my bride. If it weren't for the sound of the toilet flushing, we wouldn't have wanted to separate.

After a busy evening, once the guests had all left, my bride and I returned to our new home, accompanied by my mother. My mother had decorated the entire house; in fact, she decorated it with the heart of a wife.

She took the bride's white wedding dress into the room and then told her to go take a shower. She said she would tell her son to wait for her in the living room after her shower.

My mother locked the door, and as soon as she turned around, we understood each other perfectly and immediately embraced and kissed. My mother passionately sucked on my lips, and I occasionally slipped my tongue into her mouth, savoring her love.

I held my mother tightly, and with one hand, I unzipped her cheongsam from behind. My mother's pure white lace lingerie was immediately revealed. Once the cheongsam was completely off, I saw that she was wearing a matching pure white lace transparent pantyhose and white stockings. "

My good husband, my dear son, Mom has finally married you! Mom is so happy… no, Xiao Jie is so happy!" "Husband...

Mom, my dear wife, you've worked so hard, and I've made you suffer. No matter what others think, in my heart, you are my only wife. I love you, Mom, let's hurry up and consummate our marriage."

I couldn't wait to take off my mother's underwear. "

Husband, wait a minute!" Mom picked up the white wedding dress she had personally chosen. "

That's right! Mom, you need to wear this; only then will we be officially married."

Mom had long intended this, and it was something she had planned long ago—to wear her wedding dress on my wedding night and formally consummate our marriage, completing the final step of the wedding ceremony.

A moment later, Mom put on the white wedding dress, and I was truly mesmerized. The white wedding dress, with its slender waist, fit Mom perfectly. "

Mom, this dress is practically made for you; you look so beautiful."

"Silly boy! Mom originally chose it for herself." After Mom put it on, she suddenly exuded a bride's shyness, and I couldn't wait to kiss her again.

"Mmm... good husband... mmm... I want you... one last night of bliss..."

Mom's words reminded me. So I picked up my mother and gently placed her on the new bed. I lifted her white gauze dress and slowly pulled down her white gauze panties. When her pubic hair was revealed, I couldn't help but kiss her vulva. "

Oh...good...good husband...mmm...Mom is so happy...faster...fuck me...like usual...fuck your mother...your little Jie...mmm..."

I immediately took off my pants and pressed my already erect penis against my mother's already overflowing vulva. Since we didn't have much time, we didn't need much caressing or foreplay. And because we had waited all night for this moment, my mother was already dripping wet, so there was no need for any foreplay. "

Fast...good husband...faster, put it in...put it in...Mom will officially be your wife..."

I thrust my penis forward, and I heard a squelch...my mother's wetness flowed from both sides. Afraid of wetting the new bed, I pulled
down cushion her buttocks.

Ah…so good…Xiao Jie is yours now…so beautiful…good son…Mom has been fucked by you for so many years…today…Mom is having the best time…ah…oh…
fuck me…fuck your wife well…your own mother…ah…you’re hitting the spot…you’re so naughty…you’re hitting the spot inside me…oh…husband…my dear son…your cock
feels so good…fuck Xiao Jie…so good…ah…again…I’m not coming anymore…

Mom was afraid the noise would carry out of the room, so all her moans were kept very low, as if she were whispering in my ear, which added a unique charm.

Within an hour, Mom and I made love frantically in the new house. Because it was so exciting and pleasurable, Mom came four or five times, and I ejaculated twice inside Mom’s vagina. Mom’s vaginal fluid had soaked through the sheets of her white dress.

When it was almost time, my mother and I had changed out of our original clothes. My mother held the wedding dress, now stained with her own fluids, in her hands. After another passionate kiss, she opened the bedroom door and went to the living room to call her wife.

My wife, having just finished showering, was already exhausted and asleep on the sofa.

My mother took this opportunity to leave with the dress. Before leaving, we shared a final, tender kiss at the door, and my mother returned home with a satisfied smile.

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To understand the story of our love, we must start from the beginning.

My mother's name was Lin Jieyu. At sixteen, she married a small-time gangster—my father. However, shortly after I was born, my father took the blame for the gang leader and was imprisoned for twenty years.

Therefore, I spent my childhood without a father, while my mother received a considerable sum of money from the gang leader to support herself for those ten years.

Over those twenty years, my mother used the money to invest and was fortunate enough to make a considerable profit. Later, during the peak years of the stock market boom, she again made
a fortune in stocks with her keen insight. She then started her own company, and perhaps partly due to her youthful and beautiful appearance, she was quite successful in the business world.

Of course, during this time, many big bosses were scheming to get their hands on my mother. But my mother's consistent way of dealing with this was to always take me with her wherever she went. Firstly, she didn't trust anyone else to take care of me, and secondly, it would shield her from a lot of unnecessary harassment. It wasn't

until I reached elementary school age that she gradually withdrew from work and devoted herself entirely to staying home with me.

During those years, since it was just my mother and me at home, and because we were mother and son, my mother never hid anything from me, including changing clothes and taking a bath. Even from my infancy until I was fourteen, we often bathed and slept together.

At that time, in my mother's eyes, I was always a child, her only precious son, so she didn't think there was anything to hide.

People generally think that boys only understand sex after puberty, but in fact, boys can instinctively get erections from the age of three, it's just that it's too early to see. From the first grade of elementary school, I noticed that my feelings for my mother had changed. I started paying attention to her body, especially her underwear. I would get an erection every time we bathed together, but she didn't seem to care; she just teased me playfully.

When we slept, I would often secretly lift her skirt from behind to peek at her panties. Sometimes I would pretend to be asleep and place my hand on her panties, intentionally or unintentionally stroking them, which always gave me considerable pleasure.

When I was nine, I started masturbating for the first time. I then discovered that my genitals were growing very rapidly. I didn't know if it was the result of long-term masturbation or if I was different from others. Normally, its size was similar to that of an average child, but when erect, it was more than ten times larger, disproportionate to my body.

I measured it with a ruler; it was eleven centimeters long, but perhaps because I was young, the diameter was only about three centimeters, so it always felt very unbalanced. Because I was afraid my mother would see, I refused to bathe with her that year, but she didn't seem to mind.

Ever since I started refusing to shower with my mother, she, whether sensing my growing up or for some other reason, began closing her bedroom door when changing clothes.

By the time I was fourteen and in the second year of junior high, I hadn't seen my mother's body in a long time.

One night before bed, she closed the door as usual to change into her pajamas. When she opened the door afterward, her pajamas were completely open, the straps untied. Seeing what she was wearing underneath, I quickly became aroused. I

had never seen my mother dressed so provocatively. Her narrow, semi-transparent bra barely covered half of her breasts, and her panties were just a small piece of fabric covering her private parts, with a thick patch of black pubic hair peeking out from the edge. Although I had seen every inch of my mother's body since I was little, it wasn't until this time, during my adolescence, that I truly understood how to appreciate the beauty of her body.

That night, I slept beside my mother, not dozing off. Once I heard her steady breathing, I couldn't wait any longer and pretended to be asleep again, turning over and placing my hand on her thigh. She was sleeping on her side, and I lay behind her.

After nearly ten minutes, my hand slowly lifted her robe to her waist. Her buttocks were completely bare, with only a thin string extending forward, covering her vulva. I was already quite aroused. I simply pulled down my pants, letting my penis breathe.

I carefully observed my mother's reaction, and within the limits of not waking her, my hand became increasingly bold, tracing the thin string downwards. The small piece of cloth couldn't cover my mother's vulva at all. From behind, her plump labia were faintly visible through her panties at the base of her thighs, and the pubic hair growing down to her buttocks offered no cover whatsoever.

I was almost touching my mother's vulva when I suddenly realized her panties were only tied with a bow. I slowly and gently untied the bow, and easily lifted her panties. My mother's vulva was

completely exposed before my eyes. Although I had bathed with my mother for so many years, I had usually only seen the thick pubic hair in front of her, never actually seeing her vulva. At that moment, I kept stroking my penis, staring at the vulva. Finally, I couldn't resist bringing my face close, inhaling the unique scent emanating from her vulva. My face was so close that I could almost lick her labia with my tongue.

But I still didn't dare to be so bold, just continuing to masturbate in ecstasy. However, I was probably too excited and couldn't climax for a long time. So, I boldly pressed my body completely against my mother's back, and used my hand to hold my penis against her labia.

At that time, I had no idea what sexual intercourse was; my animal instincts simply told me to put my genitals into my mother's vulva. The instant the tip of my penis touched my mother's labia, I orgasmed. A stream of fresh semen shot out, landing right on my mother's genitals.

Just then, my mother, probably because my warm semen had hit her most sensitive spot, suddenly jumped up from the bed as if she had been bitten. I was terrified, closing my eyes and not daring to move. But damn it, I was still holding my penis, which was already fourteen centimeters long and four centimeters thick, in my hand, and it was still throbbing in my hand. A transparent thread of semen was still stretched from the foreskin at the tip of my penis.

My mother sat up, and I lay on my side on the bed, squinting to peek at my mother's reaction, but I didn't dare to look up. I only saw that after my mother sat up, the panties that I had unfastened and that had been hanging on my mother's legs fell down and were right in front of me.

Time seemed to stand still. Although my mother didn't say anything, I could feel her shock. She was even staring at the penis I was holding. I was so regretful then, afraid that my mother would look down on me and treat me like a bad person.

Through my slits, all I could see was my mother's legs, crossed, kneeling on the bed. The bed didn't move at all. I don't know how much time passed, but then my mother reached down and picked up my panties from beside my cheek. I saw that my semen was all over her hands. I thought, "This is terrible. My mother has touched the semen on her labia."

After picking up her panties, my mother got up, got out of bed, and left the room. I wanted to put my pants back on, but I was afraid that if my mother came back in and found out, she would know that I had been awake the whole time. If I just stayed asleep like that, maybe my mother would think that I was dreaming and didn't mean it. I naively thought this, and then I really did fall asleep without realizing it.

When the sunlight streaming in through the window woke me up, I jumped out of bed, as if I had just had a nightmare. I noticed I was covered with a sheet, but my lower body was still naked. I thought to myself, "Mom must not be angry with me, otherwise she wouldn't have covered me with the sheet." I quickly put on my pants and got out of bed to look for Mom.

Following the sound, I went to the kitchen and saw Mom with her back to me, seemingly preparing breakfast.

"Mom... good morning..." I said to Mom in a trembling voice, feeling guilty.

"Oh! You're up. Did you sleep well?" Mom turned around.

"Oh... good..." I didn't dare to look Mom in the eye. "

Then go wash up first!" Mom turned her head back to her work as if nothing had happened.

I thought, "Thank goodness, Mom doesn't seem to remember what happened last night, or my act was successful, and Mom just thinks I was dreaming."

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But things weren't as simple as I thought.

Although she tried her best to appear natural during our conversation, it was obvious that she was intentionally avoiding me most of the time.

From the second day onwards, she would simply close the door slightly when changing clothes.

But what I discovered that deeply saddened me was that my mother had completely closed the door, and I even heard a click as the door locked.

I was devastated. My mother was clearly avoiding me, even locking the door. What was she afraid of? I thought, of course she was afraid of me, afraid I would violate her again.

The pain I felt was being doubted by the person I loved, being avoided by my beloved mother. This blow made me feel like a deflated balloon, as if the world had collapsed.

I spent the whole day with a long face. Although my mother spoke to me as usual, my dejected appearance didn't elicit any questions from her. She clearly knew why and knew that asking would be pointless. That

night, although my mother shared a room with me as usual, she wasn't wearing her loose bathrobe, but rather neatly dressed in casual home clothes.

This added another layer of unease to my heart. I dared not touch my mother's body again. The bed was large, and I almost moved myself to the edge, leaving a considerable distance between my mother and me. My mother had her back to me; I knew she wasn't asleep, but I wondered what she was thinking.

I thought to myself, "Mom really hates me now." This was the first time I'd ever experienced heartbreak, and it was truly awful.

On the third day, I couldn't bear the torment any longer. That night, after Mom went into her room, I didn't follow her in or tell her anything. I went to sleep in another room by myself.

In the middle of the night, I knew Mom had come in to check on me, but she didn't call me and left again. My other thought was to use this self-inflicted pain to gain Mom's attention and sympathy, to soften her heart and make her reluctant to let me go, but this method seemed completely ineffective.

So, I started sleeping in separate rooms from Mom. Although Mom tried her best to act the same as before, things were different. We talked less and less, and the bright smile on Mom's face gradually disappeared.

I was so frustrated. Why did things turn out like this? Several times I wanted to apologize to Mom and talk things out with her, but each time the words caught in my throat, and I didn't have the courage to speak.

Mom seemed to be just like me, always preoccupied, her brow always furrowed.

So I started to avoid it. I often made excuses to come home late, saying I was going to a classmate's house or going to the movies with classmates.

But that didn't make me happy; instead, I became increasingly unhappy. My mother also seemed to be getting more and more haggard, rarely dressing up anymore, which broke my heart.

It was all my fault; I couldn't blame my mother.

This kind of relationship between mother and son lasted for nearly three months, and then, on the eve of my fifteenth birthday, things changed.

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From childhood to adulthood, my mother would always celebrate my birthday in a special way, but as my fifteenth birthday approached, although I was looking forward to it, I didn't expect her to remember.

The day before my birthday, I dragged my heavy steps to open the door to go to school. "

Xiao Ming…you…" my mother chased after me from behind.

…I stopped and turned around, but didn't say anything, still looking at my mother with a lost expression. "

Xiao Ming…" my mother hesitated.

…I didn't reply.

Come home early after class, I have something to tell you.

Okay! I know.

I tried to glean some information from my mother's expression, wondering if it was good news or... But my mother quickly turned and went back inside.

The day at school felt like an eternity. I spent the whole day thinking that my mother was going to have a serious talk with me. I didn't know what my mother was thinking, but judging from her recent actions, I couldn't help but feel pessimistic. It didn't seem like it would be good news.

Anyway, this couldn't go on, so I decided to just talk it out.

Finally, school was over, and I quickly ran home.

I entered the house with a heavy heart. Dinner was already prepared, and my mother was sitting beside me, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

I hung my schoolbag on the coat rack and sat down.

"Change your clothes first! Mom is waiting for you," my mother said gently.

I quickly changed into my pajamas and returned to the dining table.

"Mom... what is it?"

"Let's talk while we eat, the food is getting cold."

I really didn't have an appetite, but I still forced myself to eat some rice.

Xiaoming… Mom hesitated, still wanting to speak.

…

Xiaoming, Mom… I really want to ask you, why don’t you sleep with Mom anymore?

This… I… I didn’t know how to respond.

Are you angry with Mom? Mom said gently.

Mom… How could that be? I… I didn’t… it’s just…

just what?

I just thought… maybe I’m too old… Mom won’t like sleeping with me anymore… so…

how could that be? In Mom’s eyes, you will always be my child, how could I not like sleeping with you?

Mom… I… I’m not a little kid anymore… I realized my thinking was a bit strange; when I said this, I was thinking about the size of my penis.

This…

Mom’s expression suddenly became a little shy, as if she was thinking the same thing as me.

Mom… I think I’ll just sleep there from now on, otherwise people will laugh if they know I’m so old and still sleeping with Mom.

I realized that when I said ‘so old,’ my mind was still full of lewd thoughts.

Big… Mom doesn’t mind how big yours is, it doesn’t matter if it’s bigger… if we don’t say anything, who will know?

After Mom finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize she had added an extra word, a grammatical error, and her face immediately turned red.

My mind was filled with the scene of pressing my penis against Mom's vulva that day. Hearing Mom's grammatical error, my eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be... that Mom, like me, was preoccupied
with that incident

? ... I looked at Mom's somewhat shy expression, staring straight at her.

I... Mom stammered a little under my gaze. "

Mom, you mean, you still want me to sleep with you, right?"

"Yes... yes... what does it matter? Mom has thought about it. If you don't say anything, and I don't say anything, who will know?" Mom's words seemed to be hinting at something. "

But... Mom, I will still get married in the future, and I will sleep separately from you."

"This... Mom doesn't want to think that far ahead. Mom really isn't used to not sleeping with you. I've been having trouble sleeping these past few months. Anyway, Mom will sleep with you for as long as I can now, okay?"

Mom's words sounded incredibly encouraging to me. The tone of her voice when she said "okay" was so gentle that no one could refuse. "

Okay!" Actually…like Mom, I'm really not used to sleeping alone. I haven't had a proper sleep in ages.

Great! Hmm! …What day is tomorrow? Do you remember? Mom suddenly seems to have returned to her old cheerful and lively self.

Of course I remember! My birthday is only two days apart from Mom's, how could I forget! Tomorrow is my fifteenth birthday, and the day after is Mom's thirty-first birthday.

So…what do you want Mom to give you?

I…actually…Mom, I'm just happy as long as you're happy and joyful like before. If I can see Mom even a little happier, I don't need anything else.

Good child…hearing you say that…Mom is really…so happy…Mom said, her voice choked with emotion.

Mom…it's true…before…before I was sorry, I made Mom angry, Mom…I'm really sorry…it was my fault.

I had the courage to apologize to Mom at this moment.

Silly child, what are you apologizing for? It's Mom's fault. Mom has…has never noticed…that you've grown up…and still treated you like a little child…so…so…sigh
! Mom is so stupid, I don't know what to do…so…child, Mom really cares about you. Seeing you so unhappy makes Mom's heart ache…

Mom said, tears falling down her face, and then she started sobbing uncontrollably.

Mom…don't cry…it's my fault…I promise I won't do anything to make you hate me again. I love Mom…I don't want Mom to hate me…Mom…don't be sad
…I quickly moved closer to Mom and held her hand.

"Waaah...waaah...it would have been better if I hadn't said anything, because the more I did, the harder Mom cried.

Mom...please don't cry...if you cry, I'll cry too..." I quickly hugged Mom and comforted her.

Gradually, Mom stopped sobbing, but I still held her tightly. "

Good child...Mom doesn't blame you...that day...Mom was just too confused...it's not that Mom hates you, you know? Mom really doesn't know what to do...you're Mom's darling,
Mom loves you so much...how could I hate you...

I love you so much too...Mom..." I said, hugging Mom even tighter.

But strangely, my lower body started acting up again. Afraid of embarrassing myself, I slowly loosened my grip on Mom.

But as soon as I let go, Mom wrapped her arms around me and hugged me back. Mom was sitting, and I was standing, and my naughty thing was pressed against Mom's chest.

I tried to pull away, but Mom held me tightly around the waist. I didn't dare move, hoping my erection would subside quickly. But the more I pressed against Mom's breasts, the more unruly it seemed.

After a while, Mom seemed to notice something was wrong. She slowly released me and glanced down at my crotch. Then I saw her ears suddenly turn red, and she turned her head away
.
"Child...child...you...I...let's eat..." Mom didn't know what to say, so she picked up her bowl.

I ate while staring at Mom. She kept her head down, occasionally looking up to meet my eyes before quickly looking down again. I saw her whole face was flushed. "Why

...why are you staring at me like that...

Mom, you're so beautiful! " "You're

being cheeky !"

"It's true, Mom, your face is as cute as an apple. Look in the mirror if you don't believe me."

"You...you're so mean...making fun of me..." Mom suddenly started to act like a little girl, acting coquettishly. "

Mom, it's true."

"You...are you still teasing me?" Mom's getting angry. Mom pouted and pretended to be angry, which made her even more adorable.

Okay, okay, I won't say it. Mom isn't cute at all, Mom is ugly, is that alright?

Looking at Mom, I couldn't help but tease her like I usually do with little girls at school. "

You're so annoying...so annoying..." Mom leaned closer and really did turn into a little girl, gently punching me with her fist.

I laughed and dodged. Mom got up and chased after me, but accidentally tripped over a chair and almost fell. I quickly reached out to help her.

Gotcha! Ha...ha...Mom suddenly looked up and started punching me like a happy little bird.
Ha...ha...ha...Can't hit me...I couldn't help but playfully fight back.

Suddenly, I grabbed both of Mom's hands. Mom struggled but

couldn't break free. "I'm not playing with you anymore, you only bully Mom." Mom said sweetly, trying to break free again.

I simply hugged Mom and lifted her up.

"Put me down...you...put Mom down...ha...ah..." Mom seemed to have never played like this with a boy in a long time, her innocent and carefree expression revealing her true nature.

I carried Mom around the house, spinning her around and around.

"Stop...stop! Mom's dizzy...ah..."

My last bit of strength gave out, and I finally put Mom on the ground.

"Huff...huff..." We were both panting heavily, no longer speaking, but we both looked at each other with smiles.

Gradually, after our breathing evened out, my deeper love for Mom unconsciously conveyed itself to her eyes.

And I noticed that Mom's eyes had completely changed. Before, no matter how gentle and considerate Mom was, there was always a mother's loving gaze in her eyes.

But now, when I saw Mom's eyes, they were particularly bright and shining. That elder's look was gone; instead, it was like she was looking at her beloved
lover . I could almost feel that Mom's feelings at that moment were exactly the same as mine.

We sat on the ground like that, holding hands, gazing at each other for a long, long time.

...Do you really like me? My mother broke the silence first, no longer referring to herself as "Mom" but calling me "me," which sounded to me like a lovers' conversation. "

I...don't like...I love you." I didn't say "I love Mom," but instead used

"I love you" to express my romantic feelings for her.

Mom understood, didn't speak, just silently looked at me.

I couldn't help but lean closer, and Mom closed her eyes; I knew she was also moved.

I imitated what I'd seen in movies and TV shows, slowly pressing my lips to hers.

Mom didn't pull away, and I finally kissed her lips, but I had never kissed before, only knowing to imitate her like stamping a seal.

After a while, I noticed Mom open her lips, extending her tongue to push my lips apart. I obediently let Mom take the initiative.

After Mom's tongue entered my mouth, it began to swirl around inside; the feeling was so beautiful, so sweet.

So I quickly learned, also putting my tongue into Mom's mouth and sucking on her tongue.

Mother and son lay on the floor, passionately kissing.

I can't describe the excitement I felt at that moment. I never dreamed that my relationship with my mother would change so drastically.

Having tasted pleasure for the first time, I hugged my mother tightly and rolled around on the floor, kissing her lips and unwilling to let go. She would occasionally pull away to catch her breath, and I would kiss her again.

I kissed her relentlessly, covering her face completely. Her hair was disheveled, and strands of hair on her forehead and temples, mixed with sweat, clung to her flushed face. My mother was incredibly sexy.

I held her hands and caressed her body, touching her bra through her clothes. Suddenly, I wanted to touch her breasts, so I moved to the front and grabbed them without a word.

Ah… My mother suddenly seemed startled and forcefully pulled me away.

"Mom…" I sat on the floor, bewildered. …

My mother also sat there, head bowed, silent. "

Mom… you…"

"Child...I'm sorry...I...We can't do this...I..."

Mom said, getting up and straightening her clothes before quickly going into the room.

I stood there, stunned, not knowing what to do.

A long time passed, and Mom didn't come out of the room. A little worried, I went in to check on her. I saw Mom sitting on the edge of the bed, her head bowed. "

Mom...

Xiaoming...we...shouldn't do this...

Mom...but...I love you...

we can't...we...we're mother and son, we ca n't

...but...but...I..." Seeing Mom's complete change in attitude, I panicked.

"Sigh! Child, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault...I made you...

no, Mom...you're so good, you're really good, it's my fault." "I know, I won't make things difficult for you, Mom, don't be sad. Okay?

You're such a good child, it makes me so reluctant to let you go...If...if we weren't...that would be so good." "

Mom...you mean, if I weren't your child, you would accept me...right?

This...but...we are after all...sigh!

Mom, I'm satisfied with what you said, I still love you very much, that's enough."

I feel so happy, really, Mom… thank you, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, and don't be sad, otherwise it will break my heart.

*Sob*… my good son. Mom hugged me and cried again.

Mom… then… would you still like to sleep with me?

Of course, Mom already promised you, how could I back out?

That's good, I'm happy just to sleep next to Mom every day.

Yes, Mom too.

Then… Mom, I want you to promise me one thing.

What is it?

If I accidentally hug you while we sleep, you can't be angry! I

won't, as long as… as long as you don't… oh… you know… Mom won't say anymore… Mom blushed again thinking about this.

I suddenly felt that I still had a chance, so I wasn't anxious anymore, and instead felt very comfortable.

We talked like this for a long time, and there were no more grudges.

Before we knew it, it was late at night.

Mom, it's getting late, go take a shower first, and then we'll sleep together.

Okay… Mom's face inexplicably turned red when she heard that we'd sleep together.

To be honest, Mom was conflicted. She kept saying we shouldn't do that, but it seemed like subconsciously she was tempting me.

Later, Mom went into the bathroom to shower.

A little while later, I thought I heard Mom talking inside, but I couldn't hear clearly. So I went to the bathroom door and put my ear close.

"...If you hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you don't hear me...that's okay...Mom's saying it one last time...child...Mom wants to
shower ..." Mom said softly..."If you hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you don't hear me...that's okay...

" I heard Mom speaking in her normal tone inside the bathroom. Although there was the sound of water, I could still hear her clearly, and I couldn't help but get excited again.

I waited a little longer, and Mom stopped talking, but I heard a heavy sigh: "Alas...it seems...heaven isn't on your side, and you won't hear it."

Without hesitation, I pushed open the bathroom door and saw Mom sitting by the bathtub, still dressed. "

Are you...something wrong?" Mom asked, her voice slightly surprised and a little happy.

"Mom... I heard you, I'll come and bathe with you."

"You little rascal... I could hear you even when you were being so quiet." Mom gave a playful scolding.

"... Honey, I remember the last time we bathed together, you only reached my waist! In the blink of an eye, you're a head taller than me now, you've really grown up. " Mom stood up and said. "Mom, you always helped me bathe, how about I help you today?" "This... okay!" "Then... Mom, I'll help you... take off your clothes." I was quite excited. "...This..." Mom hesitated a little. "Then you take them off yourself!" "Okay! You help me take them off!" Mom said, turning around and raising her hands. I lifted her red sweatshirt from behind, revealing her fair skin inch by inch. From behind, I could see she was wearing a matching red bra. Then I reached to pull down her pants, but as soon as I pulled them down a little, Mom's hands pressed down on me, preventing me from taking them off completely. " Mom, are you going to bathe like this?" I… I thought Mom was just instinctively refusing out of shyness, so I continued to pull down her trousers. Mom was wearing red silk panties of the same style and color, quite sexy . And at this moment, my thing under my shorts was already erect. I then unhooked the back of Mom's bra. As the bra slid down, Mom quickly covered her breasts that popped out. Mom silently lowered her head, not turning around. I continued to pull down Mom's red panties, and when my hands were pulling on the elastic bands, Mom put one hand down and grabbed my hand. Wait…wait a minute… Mom! What's wrong? I…Mom isn't ready yet…wait…wait a minute, okay? Mom, what are you ready for! What's wrong with you today? I could sense Mom's conflicted feelings. I…I don't know either… Mom, just relax. I continued to pull down Mom's panties, and Mom's hands loosened. I quickly took off Mom's panties, but just seeing her white, round buttocks made me incredibly aroused. I placed my hands on my mother's shoulders, trying to turn her around to face me. She gently pulled me, and we were now standing face-to-face. However, she covered her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other. ...I stared at her without speaking. "What...what's wrong... Mom? I want to see how you're going to wash like this?" I teased her. " You...you're so mean...bullying Mom...you...turn around!" "Okay! Then I'll take my clothes off too." Seeing my mother's embarrassed expression, I couldn't bear to tease her any longer, so I turned around and took off all my clothes. But my biggest problem was my throbbing erection; I didn't know where to hide it. Now I was too embarrassed to turn around, my back to my mother. " Xiaoming, sit down first, Mom will scrub your back!" "Okay, maybe it'll go down in a bit," I thought, grabbing a small stool and sitting down. My mother bent down to apply shower gel and began to bathe me. As I was washing her, I could feel my mother's nipples occasionally pressing against my back, which felt quite stimulating. But I couldn't just keep washing her back, so when we were almost done, I said, "Mom, it's my turn to wash you." I turned around while still sitting.

Mom stopped dodging. I faced her directly, my face pressed against her lower abdomen. Her thick pubic hair was once again in front of me, forming an
inverted triangle, quite beautiful.

Okay! Mom turned around.

I stood up and helped Mom apply shower gel to her back and buttocks. As my hands roamed over her back and buttocks, her body trembled slightly.

But the feeling of touching her soft skin was wonderful. I touched her, moving from her buttocks to her thighs, then up her thighs, and down her waist to her lower
abdomen .

Mom was facing the bathroom mirror, so I could see her expression. I noticed that her eyes were closed, and she seemed quite intoxicated.

I could almost feel that she was filled with desire, just like me.

So I moved my hands up from her lower abdomen to her breasts. Mom still had her eyes closed. Seeing that she didn't object, I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my back against
her , and grasped one breast in each hand, kneading them vigorously.

"Mmm..." Mom let out a soft, comfortable moan. Her hands rested on mine, tracing circles as I kneaded them. Encouraged, I rested my head on Mom's shoulder.

My erect, thick penis was pressing against Mom's buttocks, but Mom seemed to be enjoying my caresses, as if she didn't even feel it.

The scene was like two people about to make love, foreplaying.

I couldn't help but kiss Mom's neck.

"Mmm...mmm..." Mom's voice grew louder, accepting my kiss.

As I kissed her, I turned her body around. Mom's eyes were half-open, her expression one of ecstasy. I then kissed Mom's lips, immediately slipping my tongue into
her mouth. Mom automatically wrapped her arms around me, and we became locked in a passionate kiss.

"Mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm...mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm..."

We kissed passionately like that.

My hand finally reached my mother's lower abdomen, then moved down to her pubic hair. I covered her vulva with my entire hand, enjoying the pleasure of the friction from her pubic hair.

After a while, I withdrew my hand from her lips and quickly took her nipple into my mouth.

Ah… um… good… no… no… ah… good… oh…

I took advantage of the situation and parted her labia with my fingers.

Ah… no! My mother pushed me away forcefully as if she had been electrocuted.

Mom…

… I… we…

Mom, what's wrong?

Child… why can't we… really can't… ah! You…

At this moment, my mother saw my penis, which was more than five inches long and as thick as a baby's wrist, and she was speechless.

I thought to myself, I can't let my mother think too much, so I pulled my mother's hand to hold my penis.

Ah… what are you doing? My mother exclaimed.

I pressed my mother's hand down hard, not letting her pull it back.

Mom struggled for a moment, then her strength vanished. Seeing that she had obediently grasped my penis, I released her hand.

"Child...how could...it be so...big...last time..." Mom stared intently at it.

I knew Mom meant that it wasn't this big when she last saw it, referring to the time I secretly ejaculated on her labia. "

Mom...do you like it?

" "I...like it...ah...no..." Mom was a little confused about what she was saying. "

Mom...we...have to come to an end, right? This isn't working."

I...sigh...Mom sighed.

"...

Child, to be honest, you've noticed, I'm conflicted. I love you so much, sometimes I don't even treat you like my son, but...sigh...I really don't
know what to do." "Mom...can't...can't do this with you...this is wrong..."

As she spoke, her hand unconsciously began to stroke my penis.

"Mom, it's just the two of us at home, who would know if we didn't tell? Don't you think so too?" I remembered what Mom had said at dinner.

This…but…Mom seems a little tempted.

Mom, I don’t know anything about this, can you teach me?

This…child, don’t pressure Mom, let Mom think about it, okay?

Mom said, releasing my penis and walking naked out of the bathroom.

I followed her out of the bathroom, and Mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

I stood in front of Mom, my penis still erect.

You…you should put your clothes on, you’ll catch a cold.

Mom, you should too.

Child, let Mom have some peace and quiet, okay? Be good, okay? Mom will answer you later.

Get Mom’s underwear. Mom said gently.

I went to Mom’s room, opened her wardrobe, and among the dazzling array of underwear, I found the briefs that I had taken off Mom last time, which only had three thin strings and a small piece of fabric
, and the transparent bra that only had half a cup. I thought about it for a moment and chose this set.

Mom, put these on! I handed the underwear to Mom.

"Ah...this...why did you take this...I..." Mom took it and noticed. "

Mom, isn't it nice? I think it looks great! Otherwise, I'll take it back and change it."

"No...no need, Mom, go change it yourself!" Mom said, going into her room.

It was almost midnight. I saw Mom hadn't come out for a while, so I went into the room to check on her.

Mom...Mom had already put on her underwear, but she hadn't changed; she was still wearing the one I had chosen, sitting on the edge of the bed. "

Child...come here...

Mom...I'm still naked, my erection still hard.

Mom's telling you, Mom's thought about it, you're right, this can't go on like this, we need to end it...but, we're still mother and son, you
're the one Mom carried for ten months, we can't commit incest.

Then...Mom...

listen to Mom, Mom really loves you. I've said it before, sometimes I really wish you weren't my son, then Mom wouldn't have any reservations, do you understand?" It's not that Mom
doesn't want to be with you... it's just... Mom really can't do it. You have to understand Mom's difficulties...

Mom... don't think so much! Okay? I love you, I really love you so much, I want it so much... I'm so eager to say it.

Child... don't rush, Mom hasn't finished yet. To tell you the truth, Mom really wants to be with you... and be so intimate with you, so... Mom can only do this much...

As she said this, Mom reached out and grasped my penis.

Mom looked at me, her hand beginning to gently stroke my penis.

Seeing Mom take the initiative, I felt incredibly excited, and my penis swelled even more.

Child, you're only fifteen, how can you be so... thick... Mom's hand can barely hold it... In the future... I don't know which girl... which girl can handle it...

Mom…can you take it?

You…you're being cheeky, bullying Mom again…Mom’s face turned red again.

Mom…really…if we weren’t mother and son…you really would…would you be willing to…with me…

you little devil…Mom doesn’t have that kind of luck…besides…Mom hasn’t…for fifteen years…Mom doesn’t know

… Mom…try it…okay? I leaned against Mom, one arm around her shoulder, and we sat side by side on the edge of the bed.

No…Mom said no…really no…Mom buried her face in my chest.

Mom…I smelled the fragrance of Mom’s hair, and with Mom constantly stroking my penis, I couldn’t hold back and ejaculated.

Waves of semen shot high, and Mom stroked it even faster.

Hehe…it’s coming out…Mom smiled playfully.

Mom…I hugged Mom tightly, kissing her cheek.

Hmm…okay…is that okay?

But…Mom, what about you…

how am I?

I feel so good, but Mom can’t feel it.

It’s okay! "You...ah..."

I pushed my mother down onto the bed, rolled over and pressed myself against her, reaching out to grasp her breasts and begin to knead them. "

Mom...let me make you feel good...

um...no...no need...ah...okay...gentle..." My mother resisted for a moment and then gave up.

*Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...* I kneaded one of my mother's breasts through her bra with one hand, while sucking on the other breast with my mouth.

"Ah...ah...um...ah...child...good...um..." My mother was intoxicated, letting out sounds of pleasure.

I secretly unhooked my mother's bra, letting her breasts pop out, and my mother didn't object.

Then my hand slid down, reaching inside my mother's panties, touching her pubic hair, slowly stroking it. My mother no longer struggled at all, letting me do as I pleased.

I simply unhooked my mother's panties, letting my mother and I be naked, caressing each other.

My mother and I embraced and caressed each other in the room, the room filled with my mother's comfortable moans.

Ah…child…no…it’s dirty there…um…ah…

I had already kissed down to my mother’s pubic hair, ignoring her words.

I spread my mother’s thighs, and she didn’t resist anymore, opening her thighs wider.

I finally saw the entire view of my mother’s vulva, and excitedly immediately used my tongue to explore my mother’s vagina.

Ah…sizzle…sizzle…um…sizzle…I used my tongue to part my mother’s labia and began to suck haphazardly.

Since my penis hadn’t gone soft, I simply imitated the caressing position from the videotape, turning my body 180 degrees, straddling my mother, and holding my penis next to my mother’s face, and then continued to lick my mother’s vagina.

Um…child…my child…ah…you…ah…I don’t care anymore…um…sizzle…Mom looked at my penis and finally couldn’t help but take it into her mouth.

My mother and I licked each other’s genitals in the 69 position, it was so beautiful.

Mmm...mmm...uh...sizzle...mmm...

The feeling of my penis being enveloped by my mother's mouth was truly heavenly, and hearing the lewd moans coming from her mouth was pure bliss.

My mother would occasionally lick my glans with her tongue, the tingling and numb sensation almost making me ejaculate again. I wasn't idle either, constantly flipping my mother's labia in and out with my tongue, making her moan...mmm...incessantly.

Ah...faster...faster...Mom can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah...

Mom finally ejaculated before me, a thick stream of white fluid gushing from her vagina, covering my mouth.

Huff...huff...huff...Mom had released my penis, panting heavily.

Hehe...hehe...Mom, was it good?

Huff...you little devil, you're so naughty, you've really messed with Mom!" A satisfied smile graced my mother's face.

I wiped the fluid from my mouth and pounced on my mother, showering her with kisses. Mom hugged me tightly, and we rolled around on the bed like a long-lost couple reunited.

I don't know how much time passed before we finally rested, mother and son embracing each other.

"Mom…I love you. "

"Child…Mom loves you too.

" "What kind of love?"

"Yes…I…I don't see you as Mom's son anymore…

then what am I?"

"As…Oh! You're teasing me again, you're so mean." Mom truly considered me her lover at this moment, her words filled with affection and shyness. "

I want you to say it! What am I?" "

We're like this now, of course I'm as…as your…husband!" "

Really? …Mom…

still calling me Mom?"

"Then…what should I call you?"

"Call me…call me Xiao Jie."

"Xiao…Xiao Jie…I'm more used to calling you Mom." "Whatever

you want!" "Anyway…at this moment, I can't act like my mother, it won't feel so strange."
"Mom…it's already two in the morning, it's my birthday."

"Yes! Happy birthday…husband." Mom kissed my lips. "

Wow! I'm so happy, Mom, thank you, you're so good, I love you to death."

"Is that all?" Mom nestled her face against my chest and said gently.

"Well...

it's your birthday today. Mom has just figured it out. Whatever you want, Mom will give it to you..." I looked down at Mom, my ears turning red. "

Really...Mom...I want...I want you..." I was so excited I couldn't speak. "

What do you want from me?"

"I want Mom...with me...with me..." I still couldn't say it. "

To make love with you...right...you little rascal...no..." Mom pouted, pretending to be unreasonable. "

No...Mom can't back out."

"Hehe...what's the rush...you little rascal..." Mom said, getting out of bed.

"Honey...come here for a second..." Mom called me from the kitchen.

A moment later, Mom, still naked, came out of the kitchen with a ten-inch cake, placed it on the living room table, checked the living room curtains, and then locked the front door again. "

Turn off the lights." Mom lit the candles on the cake.

I quickly turned off the main light. "

Come on...happy birthday...happy birthday..." Mom started singing the birthday song.

"Mmm... Happy birthday to my husband... Make a wish!"

Mom kissed me after singing.

"Hmm... I wish..." I closed my eyes and made a wish in my heart. "

What did you wish for?" Mom asked.

"I can't say, it won't come true if I do, I'll tell you later." "Then... Mom, what about again?" "

Another time... and I'll... give you a present!" Mom's shy and bashful appearance aroused my desire again.

I didn't say anything, but pulled Mom into my arms and kissed

her passionately. "Mmm... mmm... Mmm..." Mom obediently hugged me tightly, responding with her tongue.

After a while, we rolled from the sofa to the floor, still kissing passionately.

My mother reached down to my groin, stroking my pubic hair before grasping my penis and stroking it.

My hand also slipped inside her, my fingers moving in and out of her vagina. "

Oh... um... good... um... good husband... Xiao Jie... tonight is yours... um...

dear mother... dear wife... Xiao Jie... I want you...

um... good... Xiao Jie will give it to you... but... your penis is so thick... Xiao Jie hasn't been penetrated in fifteen years... I'm scared...

Mom... I don't know... you have to teach me..."

My mother's vaginal fluids were already sticky all over my hand. "

Okay... Mom will teach you... come on..." My mother said, lying down on her back, gesturing for me to press down on her. "

Mom..." I immediately pressed down on my mother.

"Um..." My mother immediately spread her legs, clamping my waist, and sticking her buttocks up.

I didn't know how to penetrate, so I just randomly pressed against my mother's groin.

"Don't rush, come on... Mom will guide you... ah..." My mother said, reaching down to grasp my penis and guiding it towards her vulva.

I could feel my penis gradually being gripped by a layer of warm flesh.

Ah… Mom’s so scared… Yours is too thick… Ah… That’s enough… Child… Slowly insert it… Mom has guided my penis to the entrance of her vagina.

Mom… I’m going in… I thrust hard.

Ah… It hurts… Slow… Slowly… Mom frowned in pain.

Mom… I’m sorry, I hurt you. I quickly stopped.

Child… Mom’s vagina is too narrow to fit such a thick penis, you have to push it in slowly. Come on… Again…

I slowly inserted it inch by inch into Mom’s vagina again.

Ah… Ah… Hmm… So thick… So full… Ah… Mom’s vagina… is completely full… Ah… Good…

At this point, I had only inserted half of it, and seeing how comfortable Mom looked, I decided to go all in and forcefully pushed the remaining half in.

Ah…so…so cruel son…you’re bullying your mother…you’re so bad…

I’ve finally fully united with my mother, my dream of many years has come true, I’ve finally had sex with my mother officially, at this moment I feel like the happiest person in the world.

Faster…good husband…dear son…faster…thrust…this is…this feels better…

Mom, didn’t you stop treating me like your son? You still call me your dear son? I didn’t forget to tease my mother a little.

I don’t care…you are my good son, and my good husband, incest is incest, I like it…Xiao Jie likes it…faster…fuck me…fuck your dear mother…

I listened to my mother’s lewd confession, and I couldn’t hold back any longer and started thrusting wildly.

Ah…ah…son…the way you do it…ah…I’m going to be fucked to death by you…ah…it’s so beautiful…fuck me…fuck me hard…I feel so good…ah…I’m about to ascend to heaven…ah…no…I can’t hold back…ah…my mother, who hadn’t had sex for many years, came in no time.

Mom…how come it was so fast?

"Hmm...who told you to be so naughty...who would do this...who could stand it...

Mom...does it feel good?

You're so naughty...but...Mom feels so good...good son is so good...Mom hugged me and kissed me again.

My penis was still fully inserted into Mom's vagina. I looked down at the scene, it was so exciting.

Mom, look...I want Mom to look down at her vagina too.

Hmm...my dear son's penis...so thick...filling Mom's vagina completely...visual stimulation seems to be a kind of pleasure. Mom reached out to stroke our intertwined pubic hair, which had now become one.

Ah...don't move...your penis is so long...it's already reached the very inside of Mom, it's very sensitive there, hee...right...son...you came out from inside!

Mom, of course I know, I'm so happy, Mom...you really don't regret it?

Sigh! Mom struggled for so long, it's all your fault! You're the one teasing Mom, you don't know how hard Mom has been these past few months."

Forget it, incest is incest, let's just not talk about it, right?

Besides... Mom thinks it's so strange, when I was with your father... I wasn't this happy. His possessions were only half of what you have now. The other day when I saw yours... it really scared me...

Mom, please don't mention Dad, okay? Your husband now is me!

Don't be jealous. I was only sixteen when I married your father, I didn't know anything, I got pregnant with you without even realizing it, and he went to jail a few days later. He said to be honest, after all this time, I have no feelings for him anymore. Okay! Don't mention it, child... what else does Mom want...

what else?

Oh! I'm not coming anymore! Pretending to be stupid.

Mom, I want to hear it, tell me! You

're so naughty, Mom wants... wants her son's big cock, to fuck me...

I can't hold back anymore, I'm starting to thrust again right away.

Ah…yes…that’s it…good son…you learn so fast…ah…fuck me to death…mmm…so good…
Mom…I feel so good, Mom’s pussy is so tight…

good…Mom feels good too…mmm…it’s so exciting…Mom loves you…Mom likes you fucking me…Mom likes your son’s cock…likes you fucking Mom…Mom’s pussy…is all yours from now on…ah…God…it’s so beautiful…ah…you’re hitting my pussy again…Mom’s wild moans continued.

A puddle of Mom’s juices had already formed on the floor. We rolled around on the floor, our bodies soaked, indistinguishable between sweat and juices.

Mom…I want…I’m going to come…finally I couldn’t hold back and wanted to ejaculate.

Okay…shoot inside, shoot into Mom’s pussy…

but…what if Mom gets pregnant? I held back.

It’s okay…it’s okay…Mom’s safe period today…ah…it’s so hot…I ejaculated before Mom could finish speaking.
That night, my mother and I were passionately having sex in the living room. Before we knew it, the morning sun was streaming through the gaps in the curtains; it was dawn. "

Mom…it's dawn…" My penis was still inside Mom. "

Mmm…it's a holiday today…ah…Mom doesn't care…Mom wants you…" Mom greedily wiggled her hips.

We moved from the living room to the bedroom. My penis had been inside Mom's vagina all night. Before we knew it, we were both exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I checked my watch; it was already 2 PM. Mom was sleeping soundly beside me, a satisfied smile on her lips. "

Mom, it's getting late." I woke Mom.

"Mmm…" Mom opened her sleepy eyes.

"Tsk…Good afternoon…my dear wife." I kissed Mom. "

Hehe…son, husband, good afternoon!"

I was a little worried that Mom might regret it after waking up, but seeing her innocent and affectionate expression, I was completely relieved.

Mom… I’ll go get something to eat, you rest a bit more.

Mom’s done, ah… Mom said, sitting up.

Mom, what’s wrong?

Ah… it’s all your fault, being so crazy! Mom feels like her skin is torn inside, it hurts so much…

how could this happen?

Mom hasn’t had sex in so long, and besides, yours is really too thick, it’s been rubbing against me for too long, Mom can’t take it…

"Well... Mom, you should rest! I'll get you something to eat."

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Mom really hurt herself because of me. She was limping all day and didn't dare leave the house.

That night, I went to the pharmacy and bought some ointment for Mom to apply.

Oh no! I couldn't reach it. Mom spread her legs and tried to apply the ointment to her vulva with her fingers.

What... what should I do?

This... I don't know... Mom winced in pain again.

"Mom... I'm sorry, it's all my fault." "

Silly boy, Mom doesn't blame you. Mom likes it. After Mom... gets used to your... things inside, it won't hurt anymore." "How about this! The one who tied the knot must untie it. You help Mom apply the ointment."

But... my fingers probably can't reach inside either.

"Stupid! You didn't understand Mom's words. You should use whatever you hurt Mom to help Mom apply the ointment." It's amazing Mom thought of that.

As soon as Mom said that, I understood, so I took off my pants and smeared the ointment all over my penis.

"Mom...it's here, just bear with it!" Mom lay on the bed, her legs spread wide, revealing her bright red vulva.

Using the lubricant of the ointment, I slipped it into her vagina.

"Mmm...ah...it's there...it hurts...that's it...yes...

Mom...I'll pull it out now.

" "Wait...wait a minute...move a little, spread it more evenly...mmm..." I saw Mom's expression, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

So I gently thrust in and out, and suddenly, the ointment mixed with Mom's vaginal fluid flowed out from beside her vulva.

"Mom...you're so wet...the medicine's even leaking out...

you little devil...you're teasing Mom...ah...mmm...mmm...you're so bad...you're making Mom...feel so good again...

Mom, is it pain or pleasure?" I continued gently thrusting in and out.

Mmm…it hurts…it feels good…ah…I don’t care…keep going…ah…Mom’s going to let you fuck me to death…ah…okay…child…hurry up…Mom’s pussy is so itchy…ah…I…good son…good husband…my big-dicked son…

Mom…good wife…my little Jie…son loves you…

Mom has forgotten the pain, only enjoying the pleasure of incest.

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From that day on, my son and I enjoyed the pleasure of sex almost all the time, forgetting my father whom I had never met.

Two months later, we received a notice from the prison that my father was about to be released after serving his sentence.

After learning about this, I almost lost my appetite and couldn’t eat or sleep.

Mom, can we move away?

This…child, Mom has thought about it, but…running away isn’t the solution. Where can we move to? What if we get found? Your father used to be involved in the underworld. If we move away, the consequences will be severe.

But… Mom…

child, Mom knows how you feel. Although he is your father, he is like a stranger to you. Mom knows you will be jealous. But… we have a peaceful life today thanks to your father's sacrifice. I have the means to raise you and the capital to do business. We… can't go too far.

Mom… I have no more reasons to say.

Finally, the day of Father's release from prison arrived.

The night before, after dinner.

Child, Mom wants to spend quality time with you tonight, to make love with you properly. From tomorrow on… from tomorrow on, you have to treat me like any other mother. Mom hugged me tightly and said.

Mom… I… I really don't want to accept it, but the situation is like this, I can't refuse.

Come on! Don't think about anything else, we, mother and son, will make love properly tonight, do it to Mom properly. No matter what, Mom only has you as her husband.

Mom took off her clothes at the dining table, leaving only her bra and panties.

Mom…I really love you so much…my lover…my good wife…Xiao Jie…

I also took off my clothes and kissed Mom against the dining table.

After a while, I picked Mom up and let her sit on the table, spreading her legs and kissing her vulva through her sexy lace panties.

Mmm…good…ah…Mom tilted her head back in pleasure.

Slowly, I put Mom’s legs on my shoulders, pulled down her panties, and pressed my penis against her vagina.

With a soft sound, my penis easily slid into Mom’s already wet vagina.

Ah…good…fuck me…fuck Mom…so good…so great…

In no time, Mom’s juices had soaked the dining table, so much so that I kept slipping while thrusting.

I simply lifted Mom up and carried her, her legs clamping around my buttocks, clinging to me like a monkey. I carried Mom like this, walking around the living room while thrusting into her vagina.

Ah…it’s so beautiful…good son…you’re so good at it…doing it like this feels so good…ah…it’s hitting the spot…um…my dear son…Xiao Jie…I give you my heart…ah…do it…my big-cocked son…fuck me to death…I can’t bear to part with you…I love you so much…ah…fuck me…fuck me…um…oh…oh…oh…oh…God…good son…I’ll marry you…I promise to marry you…I want to have your baby…shoot…shoot into my pussy…make me pregnant…ah…my pussy is so beautiful…

That night, my son and I kept changing positions and having sex until dawn before reluctantly resting. Neither of us slept because we had to pick up my father at eight in the morning. My mood was extremely bad; I even started to hate my father because he was about to take away my beloved mother. The thought of them sleeping in the same bed and making love felt like a knife cutting into my heart. My

mother understood my feelings and kept comforting me, repeatedly telling me that I was her only husband. Although this didn't calm me down, I didn't want to put my mother in a difficult position, so I reluctantly went with her to pick up my father. I finally saw him. My father wasn't as fierce as I had imagined; perhaps it was just a preconceived notion! He actually looked somewhat haggard. On the way home, my mother drove. My father didn't seem to say much, just asking me, like any other ordinary person, what school I went to and how my studies were going. The long separation seemed to have made him and my mother strangers; they didn't talk much. Despite this, I felt extremely unbalanced, because I believed that the first thing a man who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would want to do upon returning home was… I didn't want to think about it anymore; the more I thought, the more painful it became. I had a feeling I was about to be cuckolded. In my logic, my father had become the biggest obstacle to our love. To welcome my father home, dinner was quite lavish, but I had no appetite. At the table, my mother kept gesturing with her feet, and I barely managed to suppress my unpleasant expression. The long dinner finally ended, and my mother prepared my father's newly bought clothes, asking him to wash up. As soon as I saw my father go into the bathroom, I hugged my mother at the table, expressing my long-suppressed feelings. " Child… don't do this… let go of me, be good… listen to me, not here…" My mother pulled my hand and led me into the kitchen.

"Mom…" As soon as I entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but hug her tightly from behind.

"Sigh…child…Mom is also feeling bad. Don't be sad, I understand your pain. Be good…don't make Mom feel even worse, okay?" Mom helplessly held my hand. "

Mom…then promise me, don't…

this…child, what can I say?" "We are husband and wife after all, I can't refuse. I just hope you understand that at any time, Mom only has you in her heart. No matter what, Mom will only see him as you. You have to forgive Mom's difficulties, okay? Don't make things difficult for Mom anymore."

Mom said, her eyes glistening with tears. "

Mom…don't be sad, I won't make things difficult for you." I couldn't bear to see Mom like this. We kissed for a long time in the kitchen before reluctantly parting.
That evening, Mom and Father talked for a long time in the living room. Mom gave Father double the living expenses he received when he took the place of a gang leader in prison, letting him use them as he pleased.

But for some reason, I always felt that this father didn't seem like someone who had been involved in gangs at all. He didn't have a fierce look in his eyes, and he spoke timidly and softly, agreeing with everything my mother said. He didn't seem like a husband, but more like my mother's younger brother.

I thought to myself, maybe that's why they chose him as a scapegoat!

Finally, it was late at night, and I reluctantly moved to the next room.

Although I said I wouldn't make things difficult for my mother, I couldn't help but glance at her uncomfortably before entering the room. My mother gave me a knowing, helpless look.

Soon, they also went into the room. I pretended to get water from time to time, walking around to see what they were doing. I noticed that my mother hadn't closed her door. I knew she was deliberately leaving it open to reassure me.

But I still kept getting up to check every now and then. Around two o'clock, my mother's door was still open, so I peeked in.

I saw that they were already asleep. I finally felt a sense of unease. I thought Mom must be exhausted from not sleeping for a day and a night, which is why she refused Dad. I couldn't believe someone who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would be so honest.

I was tired too, and I waited until almost four o'clock to make sure they were really asleep before going back to my room.

I slept for three hours before getting up. Mom was up too, but Dad was still asleep.

"Mom... good morning!" I greeted her warmly from the kitchen. "

Little devil, you've been watching Mom all night, did you notice anything?" Mom flicked my nose. "

Mom... he... didn't contact you...

didn't you see that? Why are you asking!

Why... why?

How should I know? He's always been strange. To be honest, I didn't really know him before, and now he's like a stranger to me. I know even less.

"Mom... then... why don't you find an opportunity to talk to him and see... if you can... divorce him...

I've thought about it, but it's too early to say now. I'll observe for a while first!"

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And so, a month passed. Every morning, the first thing Mom did was come to me to report that she had gotten through the previous day safely. This was truly unbelievable, and Mom couldn't understand it either.

His daily life was very monotonous; he would either occasionally go out shopping or stay at home watching TV all day, and I never heard him talk about his plans.

Until one day, he said that a friend of his was getting out of prison, and he was going to pick him up, and then he wouldn't come back until the middle of the night.

Normally, this wouldn't be a problem; it's normal for inmates to meet up with friends after getting out of prison. But from that day on, he was rarely home. He would say he was going to talk to that friend about a business partnership, leaving early and returning late almost every day, and would often call home saying he was going to the south for a few days and wouldn't be back for several days.

We, his mother and I, were overjoyed by this change. On the day he first said he wouldn't be coming home at night, Mom and I were both quite excited and nervous.

After midnight, once we were certain my father wasn't coming home, my mother and I eagerly locked the door twice and began our month-long separation of sex.

Like a couple long deprived of each other, like two wild animals in heat, my mother and I quickly stripped naked in the bathroom. She greedily sucked on my penis and kissed my entire body. "

Good son, hurry! Do it to Mom, Mom's about to burst!" My mother, hands on the bathtub, arched her hips, demanding I quickly penetrate her. "

Mom…me too…tonight, I want to make love to you properly, to fuck you properly…"

I guided my penis to my mother's labia. "

Mmm…good…inside…ah…in…mmm…good…long time no see…big cock…"

I grasped my mother's breasts with both hands, kneading them forcefully, while my penis thrust wildly.

Oh…oh…so beautiful…good husband…fuck Xiaojie to death…ah…wow…ah…so good…fuck me…fuck your little slut…fuck your mother…Mom is being fucked to death…ah so good…my pussy is beautiful…so beautiful…big dick son…you're so good at fucking…Mom…Mom…

I'm about to come…quick…After a storm of passion, I was about to cum too.

Ah…wait…no…I can't cum inside…

I suddenly remembered that my father hadn't had sex with my mother for a month since he came back. If I got my mother pregnant, it would be difficult to handle. So I quickly pulled my penis out.

Mom…quick…

Mom immediately turned around and took my penis in her mouth. I released my semen and ejaculated all of it into my mother's mouth.

Hmm…darling…you're so good…Mom is being fucked to death by you. Mom said, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, my mother and I had entered my room and were embracing each other naked.

Xiaojie, I…my good mother, your pussy is so beautiful.

Hehe…it’s quite fun. Sometimes Mom thinks, I gave birth to you here, and raised you to this age, it seems like I was destined to…go back to you.

Mom, you’re so slutty!

Child, don’t you like it when Mom is a little wanton? Mom can only be herself in front of you now.

Mom, I like it. Will my little hole still hurt?

No, I guess I’ve gotten used to your…penis…to be honest…son…you’re so amazing. Every time you fuck me, I feel like I’m dying of pleasure. I only tasted the joy of being a woman after having sex with you. It’s so beautiful, so joyful. I wish I had given myself to you the day you played with my little hole.

Mom, it’s not too late now! I only realized how joyful sex is after having sex with my mom, especially fucking my own mom’s hole. It’s so exciting and thrilling.

Yes! Mom feels the same way. I thought too much before. I never imagined that having sex with my own son would be so exciting and joyful, like being in heaven. In short, my dear husband, my little hole will belong to you from now on. I can give it to you anytime, so you must cherish me!

Mom, I'm going to have you for life! (Gives Mom a kiss.)

By the way, what did you wish for on your birthday last time? You can tell Mom now!

Mom, you know, guess... guess three times.

Hmm... no need to guess, you must have wished for Mom... to give it to you every day... right? You little pervert.

Half right, not enough.

Then... you... oh dear! I can't guess anymore, tell me!

I hope to marry Mom and have a bunch of kids with Mom.

Hehe…you little devil, you're so greedy. But…sigh! That won't do. Our relationship can't be public, and even if it could, the law wouldn't allow it.

Mom, I believe this wish can come true someday, at least…in our hearts, we're already married. It doesn't have to be public

. Hmm…you're right, but Mom really wants you to become my real husband someday, so Mom can walk down the aisle with you in a white wedding dress…sigh! When Mom got married, let alone a dress, it was all done secretly, we didn't even invite any guests.

Mom, I believe we can do it someday. I kissed my mother and said.

Sigh! Is it possible? …Ah…unless…Mom seemed to have thought of a way

unless what?

Hmm…we'll talk about it later! Besides…Mom's afraid that one day you'll get tired of Mom's body, think Mom's too old, and want to find a younger girl, then you won't want Mom anymore, so it's too early to say these things now.

Mom, I love you, I swear, I will only love Mom for the rest of my life, and I will definitely stay with Mom forever. I hurriedly made this vow.

"Silly child, what vows are you making? It's not that Mom doesn't believe you, it's just that I don't want to hold you back."

"Mom! I only want you, I only want to be with Mom, there's no such thing as holding you back.

" "Sigh! Silly child… *sizzle*…" Mom said, kissing me.

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After that, whenever Father wasn't around, Mom and I would seize any opportunity to have sex. We were completely immersed in the pleasure of incest and couldn't extricate ourselves.

Strangely enough, Mom and I were like two wild beasts; sometimes, just a glance was enough to ignite a raging fire of desire.
Several times, when Mom couldn't resist, she would put two eye drops in Father's tea, put him asleep, and then come over and sleep with me under the covers, the two of us making love.

Several times, while my father was engrossed in watching TV in the living room, my mother would excuse herself to take a shower. I would climb into the bathroom through the back balcony window and enjoy intimate moments with her there. After our passionate encounter, I would slip out the window.

We discovered that the more difficult the circumstances, the more intense the pleasure.

In our incestuous relationship, we discovered the joy of adultery and breaking taboos.

Sometimes, we would even flirt with each other when my father turned his back.

A few times during meals, I would slip my hand under my mother's skirt and caress her genitals through her panties, right in front of my father. My mother seemed to enjoy this.

One dinner, as usual, I teased my mother, almost making her cry out. I even deliberately dropped my chopsticks on the floor, then crawled under the table pretending to pick them up, using that brief moment to kiss her genitals.

After dinner, my father watched TV in the living room while my mother and I cleaned up in the kitchen. My mother had already become highly aroused by my teasing.

"Little devil, you've really messed with me! Look, it's all wet." Mom lifted her skirt at the kitchen counter.

Her white lace panties were soaked.

"Hehe... Mom, what should we do?"

"I don't care, you have to take responsibility. " "Well

... we can't just...

hehe... son, do you dare?" Mom said defiantly. "

What's there to be afraid of? If Mom isn't afraid, why should I be!"

"Then... what are we waiting for?" Mom turned around.

Seeing Mom like this, I went all out, lifting her skirt and pulling down her panties.

Mom immediately bent over, sticking her buttocks out, revealing her wet vulva. I immediately pulled down my zipper, grabbed my penis, and with a whoosh, thrust it into Mom's vagina.

"Oh... um... um..." Mom didn't dare make too much noise, just humming softly.

Father was watching TV in the living room, less than a few steps away, while my mother and I were having sex in the kitchen. This bold act further aroused our lust.

About ten minutes into our encounter, Father suddenly walked in. "

Any beer?" he asked, peeking out.

My penis was still inside Mother's vagina from behind. Father's sudden entrance startled us both, but Mother reacted quickly, standing up slightly and pretending to wash dishes.

My lower body was pressed against Mother's buttocks, her skirt just covering our point of contact. I pretended to stand on tiptoe and reach into the cabinet above the sink, pretending to get something. "It's

in the fridge, help yourself!" Mother replied to Father.

"Oh!" Father didn't seem to notice anything amiss and opened the fridge himself.

I pretended to rummage through the cabinet, saying, "Mom, don't put the salad bar so high next time, I can barely reach it, how can you?"

"Oh, it's okay, did you find it? A little further in!"

By this time, Father had already found the beer while we were exchanging our banter and left the kitchen.

"Hehe…Mom, you mean you want me to go in a little further, right?"

Hehe… You're such a good son, you understand what Mom means. Hurry, your cock is about to slip out!

That was close! Ah… Mom, your panties! At that moment, I noticed Mom's panties were still hanging on her calves.

Mom looked down, and we laughed at each other.

I thrust into Mom's vagina again with great passion, and finally, in this daring affair, we both reached a pleasurable climax.

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We never knew what kind of business Father and his cellmate had been doing together since Father's release. Many mysteries surrounding him remained unsolved.

What I found most strange was that Father had been back for a year and hadn't had sex with Mom.

Although I was happy about this, it didn't seem right. Mom was just as puzzled as I was, but she didn't dare ask, afraid that if she did, he would start demanding it.

And one day, the mystery was finally solved.

That day, my father called as usual to say he was going south for a few days. My mother and I were naturally happy, as we could once again enjoy our time together.

The very next evening, my mother and I went shopping downtown. Amidst the bustling crowd, we spotted my father near the building in front of the station, seemingly
waiting . My mother and I wondered why he was back so early.

A moment later, a burly man approached my father. From a distance, we could see my father give an unusual, eerie smile.

Then, without saying a word, the two walked one after the other towards the park near the station.

Unable to contain our curiosity, my mother and I secretly followed them.

After they entered the park, they headed towards a dimly lit area. My mother and I followed, and then we witnessed a shocking sight.

After entering the shadows, my father and the man sat down hand in hand under a tree. My mother and I were truly startled by their actions, but we pretended to be a couple, embracing and leaning closer. Then we saw something even more astonishing, and the truth became clear.

We saw my father and that man kissing under the shady trees. It turned out… my father had become gay. My mother and I were terrified and quickly hid and left the scene.

After leaving the park, my mother and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Ha…ha…ha…

so that’s it…ha…Mom, it seems your charm isn’t enough to compete with that man, ha…

Oh my! That’s disgusting, how did your father become…Oh my god! No wonder…

My mother and I finally knew the truth, and later learned the actual situation.

It turned out that a few days after my father went to prison, because he was young and thin, he was quickly sodomized, and from then on, he became the plaything of many powerful figures in the prison.

Over the next fifteen years, he became a true homosexual and also had a steady lover in prison.

The business partner who was released a month later than him was his lover. After learning the truth, neither my mother nor I revealed it. However, our sexual relationship grew increasingly bold and unrestrained. Nourished by love, my mother became more lively and mischievous, and her clothing at home became increasingly sexy and revealing. One day

, after school, I saw my mother busy in the living room wearing a thin t-shirt that only reached her upper thighs. With each movement, her panties were faintly visible. " You're back! Wash your face and eat." My mother said, bending over and sticking out her buttocks as she tidied the books and newspapers on the table. Her panties were completely exposed, and I was immediately aroused by the sight. I boldly pulled out my penis and quickly pulled down her panties from behind, then pressed my penis against her. "Ah… what… what are you doing?" "Doing Mom." "I'm not coming... sneaking up on someone... ah..." Mom whimpered, placing her hands on the table and turning her head. I forcefully thrust my penis into Mom's vagina. "Ah... no... who does this... sneaking in... ah... um..." Mom and I started doing it in the living room. But not long after I penetrated her, the front door opened. I quickly picked Mom up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. It was Father returning. Mom and I ignored him and continued our ecstasy in the bathroom. " Hehe... good son... so exciting... um... good... yes... good mother... little slut... oh... oh... good... um... fuck me..." Mom's moans echoed in the bathroom. After a while, when we were both satisfied, I climbed out of the bathroom window onto the back balcony. " What's wrong? I think I heard you talking just now." Father asked after Mom came out of the bathroom. "No, I was singing." Mom replied casually. I slipped back to the bedroom from the back balcony, got dressed, and then naturally came out to eat. My mother was increasingly enjoying playing this game that teetered on the edge of their private affair. Under the table, she kept teasing my genitals with her foot, making me barely eat a bite. " Xiaoming, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" my mother asked, feigning seriousness. " Oh...no...a female mosquito keeps biting me," I said irritably. " A female mosquito? How do you know it's female?" " Because it feels so good when it bites me, it must be female." I openly flirted with my mother at the table. My father had no idea what I was talking about. Taking advantage of the moment when my father looked down to eat, my mother made a playful face at me. After dinner, my father went back to watching TV. "Xiaoming, come on, wipe your mouth." As soon as my father turned around, my mother handed me a cloth. I took it and was about to wipe my mouth, but when I got to my lips, I realized it was my mother's panties. This... I saw my mother stick out her tongue, make another face, and then turn around and head to the kitchen like a butterfly. I slapped Mom's bottom with a quick "smack!" "Ouch!" Mom cried out dramatically. " What's wrong?" This time, even Dad turned around to ask. "Oh! Nothing, just bitten by a male mosquito." Mom rolled her eyes at me. I turned my back to Dad and made a face at Mom. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ My mom and I's romantic life continued to evolve in this way. Several times, Mom didn't even need to give Dad sleeping pills; after he fell asleep, she would openly propose to me in the living room. Dad could wake up at any moment in the bedroom, and we would boldly have sex naked on the living room sofa. It wasn't that we weren't afraid of being discovered, but since knowing Dad's secret, Mom had even fewer scruples. Even if she was discovered, she could simply divorce Dad. The reason my mother hadn't yet filed for divorce from my father was partly because she discovered that the secret of their incestuous relationship, combined with the thrill of the affair, was surprisingly pleasurable. My bond with my mother grew stronger and stronger. This sexual relationship continued for five years; I was twenty, and I had graduated from university. My mother, nourished by love, seemed to grow younger and younger. When we went out, we always held hands intimately, like a couple, and no one would tell unless someone pointed it out. Plus, I looked a lot like my mother, and people often said we looked like a married couple. My mother was always overjoyed when people said that. One time, we were shopping and passed a bridal shop, and my mother rekindled her desire to get married. She said, "Even though we can't be legally husband and wife, taking a few wedding photos shouldn't be a problem! As long as we spend some money, who will investigate our family background?" So we happily chose a good photography and wedding dress company to take the photos. When my mother put on makeup and wore her white bridal gown, she was even more beautiful and radiant. " Mom, you're so beautiful." I whispered behind my mother. "Sigh! Wearing this, I really felt like your wife, but it's a pity… we can't publicly wear it and have a wedding with you. " " Mom, we don't need these mundane formalities, do we?" That's true, but every woman dreams of this day her whole life. You wouldn't understand a woman's feelings. "Mom…" I kissed my mother to comfort her. And so, the first step of our mother-son wedding was completed. I openly hung our huge wedding photo on my bedroom wall, only covering it with a moderately sized celebrity poster. Ever since taking the wedding photos, my mother had been preoccupied with the wedding. Later, she came up with a rather complicated plan. Through introductions, after filtering and selecting, she found a Vietnamese woman whose birth date on her passport was the same as hers, and gave her a Chinese name exactly like her mother's: Lin Jieyu. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ And that's how my wedding began.

After all the legal procedures were completed, my mother was overjoyed when she saw our names on the marriage certificate. My ID card also listed her name as my spouse.

At the wedding banquet, when the officiant asked, "

Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to spend the rest of your life with him?"

I heard my mother whisper beside me, "

I do!"

I turned to look at her, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in her ear, " I do too, my dear wife. From

today onwards, you are my wife."

Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered back, "

I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." And so, I married my mother. In our new home, she wore her wedding dress, and we, mother and son, completed our wedding night ritual. The next day, Mom gave the Vietnamese bride a considerable sum of money and bought her a plane ticket home, sending her off. Another step was for Mom to go home and confront Dad, explaining that she had known about his homosexuality all along. Dad, ashamed of his secret being exposed, agreed to divorce Mom, and the divorce was finalized that afternoon. He took the money and fled with his lover. After everything was done, I hung my and Mom's wedding photo on the wall of our new house. Although some of Mom's arrangements might have been legally questionable, things went surprisingly smoothly. Mom officially moved in with me, and she made a point of introducing me to the neighbors. A few days later, everyone knew we were husband and wife, and Mom and I openly displayed our affection in public. That evening, Mom put on her wedding dress again, and after a passionate kiss in the living room, I carried her to our new house. "Xiao Jie, how many children do you think we should have?" Husband and son, I really want to have a bunch of kids with you, but I'm afraid our blood is too close, and the children won't be healthy. Hmm...that's true. Then let's not have children, let's just stay together for life. Okay? My dearest mother. Hmm! Aren't you going to carry me inside? Mom wants you. Mom's concerns are valid. I don't want having children to affect our time together. I carried Mom into the new house, put her on the bed, took off her dress, her sexy bra, and her lace panties. I also stripped naked, raised my penis, parted Mom's labia, and inserted it into her overflowing vagina. Oh…good husband…good son…your cock is getting thicker and thicker…Mom loves your big cock so much…Mom loves to be fucked by you the most…fuck Mom to death…my dear son…oh…so great…fuck your little cunt Mom…call me…call me Mom…call me Xiao Jie…big cock brother… Mom…Xiao Jie…little cunt Mom…do you like your son fucking you…yes …Mom likes to be fucked by her own son…so beautiful…so good…Mom’s cunt…only for her own son to fuck…oh…fuck me…fuck me…Mom is about to ascend to heaven…ah…holy gracious…so great…oh… we, mother and son, shouted out our lewd moans and cries without restraint in the new house, no longer afraid of being heard. Mom…I’m going to cum… good…Mom is going to cum too…ah… we, mother and son, reached orgasm at the same time. Although we said we didn’t want her to get pregnant, my mother and I partied day and night and didn’t pay much attention to insurance, so my mother still got pregnant. After discussing it, we decided to have an abortion because my mother, like me, didn’t want our world as a couple to be ruined. Later, we wanted to completely avoid all the relatives and friends who had known us before. We moved to an even farther place to continue our loving life together. (End of text) I am twenty-one years old this year. Last year, through my mother's arrangement, I found my current bride. A month ago, my mother planned the wedding herself. She even bought a house not far from home as our new home, and she chose all the decorations. Others would surely think my mother dotes on me and envy me for having such a good mother. Actually, throughout the entire wedding arrangement, I felt as if my mother was marrying me, and in fact, her feelings were exactly the same as mine. Not long ago, I officially got married. At the wedding banquet, the only people who truly felt happiness and joy were my mother and me. My right hand held my bride's hand, and my left hand was linked with my mother's. Only my mother and I truly embraced the sweet joy of newlywed life. My mother gave birth to me when she was sixteen, and she is only thirty-seven this year. Already mature and beautiful, she dressed up very deliberately that day. Many people privately said that my mother was more beautiful than the bride, and in my eyes, that's certainly true. When the officiant asked, " Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to spend the rest of your life with him?" I heard my mother whisper beside me, " I do!" I turned to look at my mother, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I whispered in her ear, " I do too, my dear wife. From this day forward, you are my wife." Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered back, " I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." We both suppressed the urge to kiss each other. Many of the relatives and friends who came to witness the ceremony simply thought it was my mother giving her son instructions; everything seemed perfectly natural. Afterwards , I accompanied my bride to the dressing room to change into her gown. My mother held my hand tightly and followed me in. In the less than a minute after my new wife went to the restroom and closed the door, my mother and I could no longer contain ourselves and passionately kissed. Only then did I truly kiss my bride. If it weren't for the sound of the toilet flushing, we really wouldn't have wanted to separate. After a busy night, and with all the guests gone, my bride and I returned to our new home, accompanied by my mother. My mother had decorated the entire house herself; in fact, she decorated it with the intention of being my wife. My mother took the bride's white wedding dress into the new house and then told her to go take a shower first. She said she would tell her son to wait for her in the living room after she finished showering. My mother locked the door to the new house, and as soon as she turned around, my mother and I understood each other perfectly, and we immediately kissed again. My mother frantically sucked on my lips, and I would occasionally slip my tongue into her mouth, enjoying her love. I held my mother tightly, and with one hand, I unzipped the cheongsam from behind. My mother's pure white lace lingerie was immediately revealed. After the cheongsam was completely off, I saw that my mother was wearing a pair of pure white lace transparent panties and white stockings. My good husband, my dear son, Mom is so happy to have married you... no, Xiao Jie is so happy! Husband... Mom, my good wife, you've worked so hard and suffered so much. No matter what others think, in my heart, you are my only wife. I love you, Mom, let's consummate our marriage soon.

I couldn't wait to take off my mother's underwear.

"Husband, wait a minute!" My mother picked up the white wedding dress she had personally chosen.

"Yes! Mom, you need to wear this; that's how we officially get married."

My mother had long intended this, and it was something she had planned long ago—to wear her wedding dress on my wedding night and formally consummate our marriage, completing the final formality of our union.

A moment later, my mother was dressed in the white wedding dress, and I was completely mesmerized. The white wedding dress, with its slender waist, fit my mother perfectly. "

Mom, this dress is practically made for you; you look so beautiful." "

Silly boy! Mom originally chose it for herself." After putting it on, my mother suddenly exuded a bridal shyness, and I couldn't wait to kiss her again. "

Mmm...good husband...mmm...I want you...one last night of bliss..."

My mother's words reminded me. So I picked my mother up, gently placed her on the new bed, lifted her white wedding dress, and slowly pulled down her white thong. When my mother's pubic hair was revealed, I couldn't resist kissing her vulva.

Oh…good…good husband…mmm…Mom is so happy…hurry…do me…like usual…do your mother…your little Jie…mmm…

I immediately took off my pants and pressed my already erect penis against my mother’s already overflowing petals. Since we didn’t have much time, we didn’t need much caressing or foreplay. And because we had waited all night for this moment, my mother was already dripping wet, so there was no need for any foreplay.

Hurry…good husband…hurry up and put it in…put it in…and then Mom will officially be your wife…

I thrust my penis forward, and I heard a squelch…mom’s wetness flowed out from both sides. Afraid of wetting the new bed, I pulled
down to cushion her buttocks.

Ah…so good…Xiao Jie is yours now…so beautiful…good son…Mom has been fucked by you for so many years…today…Mom is having the best time…ah…oh…
fuck me…fuck your wife well…your own mother…ah…you’re hitting the spot…you’re so naughty…you’re hitting the spot inside me…oh…husband…my dear son…your cock
feels so good…fuck Xiao Jie…so good…ah…again…I’m not coming anymore…

Mom was afraid the noise would carry out of the room, so all her moans were kept very low, as if she were whispering in my ear, which added a unique charm.

Within an hour, Mom and I made love frantically in the new house. Because it was so exciting and pleasurable, Mom came four or five times, and I ejaculated twice inside Mom’s vagina. Mom’s vaginal fluid had soaked through the sheets of her white dress.

When it was almost time, my mother and I had changed out of our original clothes. My mother held the wedding dress, now stained with her own fluids, in her hands. After another passionate kiss, she opened the bedroom door and went to the living room to call her wife.

My wife, having just finished showering, was already exhausted and asleep on the sofa.

My mother took this opportunity to leave with the dress. Before leaving, we shared a final, tender kiss at the door, and my mother returned home with a satisfied smile.

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To understand the story of our love, we must start from the beginning.

My mother's name was Lin Jieyu. At sixteen, she married a small-time gangster—my father. However, shortly after I was born, my father took the blame for the gang leader and was imprisoned for twenty years.

Therefore, I spent my childhood without a father, while my mother received a considerable sum of money from the gang leader to support herself for those ten years.

Over those twenty years, my mother used the money to invest and was fortunate enough to make a considerable profit. Later, during the peak of the stock market boom, she again made
a fortune in stocks with her keen insight. She started her own company, and perhaps partly due to her youthful and beautiful appearance, she was quite successful in the business world.

Of course, during this time, many big bosses had designs on her. But my mother's consistent approach was to take me with her wherever she went. Firstly, she didn't trust anyone else to take care of me, and secondly, it would shield her from many unnecessary harassments. It was n't

until I reached elementary school age that she gradually withdrew from work and devoted herself to staying home with me.

During those years, since it was just my mother and me at home, and because we were mother and son, my mother never hid anything from me, including changing clothes and bathing. Even from my infancy until I was fourteen, we often bathed and slept together.

At that time, in my mother's eyes, I was always a child, her only precious son, so she didn't see anything to hide.

People generally believe that boys only understand sex after puberty, but in fact, boys can instinctively get erections as early as age three, though it's not very noticeable at such a young age. From first grade, I noticed a change in my feelings for my mother. I started paying attention to her body, especially her underwear, and I would get an erection every time we bathed together. My mother didn't seem to mind; she just playfully teased me.

When we slept, I would often secretly lift her skirt from behind to peek at her panties. Sometimes I would pretend to be asleep and place my hand on her panties, intentionally or unintentionally stroking them, which always gave me considerable pleasure.

When I was nine, I started masturbating for the first time. I then discovered that my genitals were growing remarkably fast. I didn't know if it was due to prolonged masturbation or if I was different from others. Normally, its size was similar to that of an average child, but when erect, it was more than ten times larger, disproportionate to my body size.

I measured it with a ruler back then, and it was eleven centimeters long! But maybe because I was young, the diameter wasn't wide, only about three centimeters, so it always felt disproportionate. Because I was afraid my mother would see it, I started refusing to bathe with her that year, and she didn't seem to mind.

After I started refusing to bathe with her, she seemed to sense I was growing up, or perhaps for some other reason, she would close the door when changing clothes.

By the time I was fourteen and in the second year of junior high, I hadn't seen my mother's body for a long time.

One night before bed, she closed the door as usual to change into her pajamas. After she finished and opened the door, her pajamas were completely open, the straps untied. Seeing what she was wearing underneath, I quickly became erect. I

had never seen my mother dressed so provocatively. Her narrow, semi-transparent bra only covered half of her breasts, and her panties were just a small piece of fabric covering her private parts, with a thick patch of black pubic hair peeking out from the edge of that fabric. Although I grew up seeing every inch of my mother's body, it wasn't until this time, during my adolescence, that I truly understood how to appreciate the beauty of her body.

That night, I slept beside my mother, not dozing off. Once I heard her steady breathing, I couldn't wait any longer and pretended to be asleep again, turning over and placing my hand on her thigh. She was sleeping on her side, and I lay behind her.

After nearly ten minutes, my hand slowly lifted her robe to her waist. I saw her buttocks were completely bare, with only a thin string extending forward to cover her vulva. I was already quite painfully erect. So I simply pulled down my pants, letting my penis breathe.

I carefully observed my mother's reaction, and within the limits of not waking her, my hand grew bolder and bolder as I traced the thin string downwards. The small piece of cloth couldn't cover my mother's vulva at all; from behind, her plump labia were faintly visible through her panties between her thighs, and the pubic hair growing down to her buttocks offered no cover whatsoever.

I was almost touching my mother's cleft when I suddenly realized that her panties were only tied with a bow. I slowly and gently untied the bow, and easily, I successfully lifted my mother's panties.

My mother's vulva was completely exposed before my eyes. Although I had bathed with my mother for so many years, I had usually only seen the thick tuft of pubic hair from the front, never truly seeing her entire vulva. At that moment, I kept stroking my penis, staring at the slit of my mother's vulva. Finally, I couldn't resist bringing my face close, inhaling the unique scent emanating from her vulva. My face was so close that I could lick her labia with my tongue.

But I still didn't dare to be so bold, just continuing to masturbate in ecstasy. However, perhaps because I was too excited, I couldn't reach orgasm for a long time. So, I boldly pressed my body completely against my mother's back, and used my hand to hold my penis against her labia.

At that time, I didn't know what intercourse was; only animal instinct told me to put my genitals into my mother's slit. The moment the tip of my penis touched my mother's labia, I orgasmed. A stream of fresh semen shot out, landing right on my mother's vulva.

Just then, Mom, probably because my warm semen hit her most sensitive spot, suddenly jumped up from the bed as if she'd been bitten. I was terrified, closing my eyes and not daring to move. But damn it, I was still holding my penis, which was already fourteen centimeters long and four centimeters thick, in my hand, still throbbing. A transparent thread of semen was still visible through the foreskin at the tip.

Mom sat up, and I lay on my side on the bed, squinting to peek at her reaction, but I didn't dare look up. I only saw that after Mom sat up, the panties I had unfastened, which had been hanging on her legs, fell down and were right in front of me.

Time seemed to stand still. Although Mom didn't say anything, I could feel her astonishment; she was even staring at the penis in my hand. I really regretted what I had done then, fearing that Mom would look down on me from then on and treat me like a bad person.

Through my slits, all I could see was my mother kneeling cross-legged on the bed. The bed was completely still. I don't know how much time passed, but then my mother reached down and picked up my panties from beside my cheek. I saw that her hands were covered in my semen. I thought, "Oh no, I'm doomed. Mom has touched the semen on her labia."

After picking up her panties, my mother got up, got out of bed, and left the room. I wanted to put my pants back on, but I was afraid that if my mother came back in and found out, she would know I had been awake the whole time. If I just stayed asleep like that, maybe she would think I was dreaming and didn't mean it. I naively thought this, and then I unknowingly fell asleep.

When the sunlight streaming in through the window woke me, I jumped out of bed, as if I had just had a nightmare. I found that I was covered with a sheet, but my lower body was still naked. I thought, "Mom probably isn't angry with me, otherwise she wouldn't have covered me with a sheet." I quickly put on my pants and got out of bed to look for my mother.

Following the sound, I went to the kitchen and saw my mother with her back to me, seemingly preparing breakfast. "

Mom… good morning…" I said, my voice trembling with guilt. "

Oh! You're up. Did you sleep well?" My mother turned around.

"Oh… okay…" I didn't dare look her in the eye.

"Go wash up first!" My mother turned away nonchalantly and continued with her work.

I thought, thank goodness, Mom doesn't seem to remember last night, or maybe my act worked, and she just thinks I was dreaming.

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But things weren't as simple as I thought.

Although she tried her best to act naturally, it was obvious that she was intentionally avoiding me most of the time.

From the next day on, she would only gently close the door when she changed clothes.

But what saddened me was that my mother would close the door completely, and I even heard a click as the door locked.

I was devastated. My mother was clearly avoiding me, even locking the door. What was she afraid of? I thought, of course she was afraid of me, afraid I would violate her again.

The pain I felt was being doubted by the person I loved, being avoided by my beloved mother. This blow made me feel like a deflated balloon, as if the world had collapsed.

I wore a long, gloomy face all day. Although my mother spoke to me as usual, my dejected appearance didn't elicit any questions from her. She clearly knew why and knew that asking would be pointless. That

night, although my mother shared a room with me as usual, she wasn't wearing her loose bathrobe anymore, but rather neatly dressed in casual home clothes.

This added another layer of shadow to my heart. I dared not touch my mother's body again. The bed was large, and I almost moved myself to the edge, leaving a considerable distance between my mother and me. My mother had her back to me; I knew she wasn't asleep, but I wondered what she was thinking. I

thought to myself, "Mom really hates me now." This was the first time I had experienced the feeling of heartbreak, and it was truly unbearable.

On the third day, I couldn't bear the torment any longer. That night, after my mother went into her room, I didn't follow her in or tell her anything. I went to sleep in another room by myself.

In the middle of the night, I knew my mother had come in to check on me, but she didn't call me and went out again. My other thought was to use this self-inflicted pain to gain my mother's attention and sympathy, to soften her heart and make her reluctant to let me go, but this method seemed completely ineffective.

So, I started sleeping in a separate room from my mother. Although she tried her best to act as if things were the same as before, things were different in reality. My conversations with my mother became less and less frequent, and the bright smile on her face gradually disappeared.

I was very frustrated. Why did things turn out like this? Several times I wanted to apologize to my mother and talk things out with her, but each time the words caught in my throat, and I didn't have the courage to speak.

My mother seemed to be just like me, always full of worries, her brows always furrowed.

So I started to avoid her. I often made various excuses to come home late, saying I was going to a classmate's house or going to the movies with a classmate.

But that didn't make me happy; instead, I became increasingly unhappy. My mother also seemed to be getting more and more haggard, rarely dressing up anymore, which broke my heart.

It was all my fault; I couldn't blame my mother.

This kind of relationship between mother and son lasted for nearly three months, and then, on the eve of my fifteenth birthday, things changed.

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From childhood, my mother would always celebrate my birthday in a special way, but as my fifteenth birthday approached, although I looked forward to it, I didn't expect her to remember.

The day before my birthday, I dragged my heavy steps to open the door to go to school.

"Xiao Ming…you…" my mother chased after me from behind.

…I stopped and turned around, but didn't say anything, still looking at my mother with a lost expression. "

Xiao Ming…" my mother hesitated.

…I didn't reply.

Come home early after class, I have something to tell you.

Okay! I know.

I tried to glean some information from my mother's expression, wondering if it was good news or... But my mother quickly turned and went back inside.

The day at school felt like an eternity. I spent the whole day thinking that my mother was going to have a serious talk with me. I didn't know what my mother was thinking, but judging from her recent actions, I couldn't help but feel pessimistic. It didn't seem like it would be good news.

Anyway, this couldn't go on, so I decided to just talk it out.

Finally, school was over, and I quickly ran home.

I entered the house with a heavy heart. Dinner was already prepared, and my mother was sitting beside me, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

I hung my schoolbag on the coat rack and sat down.

"Change your clothes first! Mom is waiting for you," my mother said gently.

I quickly changed into my pajamas and returned to the dining table.

"Mom... what is it?"

"Let's talk while we eat, the food is getting cold."

I really didn't have an appetite, but I still forced myself to eat some rice.

Xiaoming… Mom hesitated, still wanting to speak.

…

Xiaoming, Mom… I really want to ask you, why don’t you sleep with Mom anymore?

This… I… I didn’t know how to respond.

Are you angry with Mom? Mom said gently.

Mom… How could that be? I… I didn’t… it’s just…

just what?

I just thought… maybe I’m too old… Mom won’t like sleeping with me anymore… so…

how could that be? In Mom’s eyes, you will always be my child, how could I not like sleeping with you?

Mom… I… I’m not a little kid anymore… I realized my thinking was a bit strange; when I said this, I was thinking about the size of my penis.

This…

Mom’s expression suddenly became a little shy, as if she was thinking the same thing as me.

Mom… I think I’ll just sleep there from now on, otherwise people will laugh if they know I’m so old and still sleeping with Mom.

I realized that when I said ‘so old,’ my mind was still full of lewd thoughts.

Big… Mom doesn’t mind how big yours is, it doesn’t matter if it’s bigger… if we don’t say anything, who will know?

After Mom finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize she had added an extra word, a grammatical error, and her face immediately turned red.

My mind was filled with the scene of pressing my penis against Mom's vulva that day. Hearing Mom's grammatical error, my eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be... that Mom, like me, was preoccupied
with that incident

? ... I looked at Mom's somewhat shy expression, staring straight at her.

I... Mom stammered a little under my gaze. "

Mom, you mean, you still want me to sleep with you, right?"

"Yes... yes... what does it matter? Mom has thought about it. If you don't say anything, and I don't say anything, who will know?" Mom's words seemed to be hinting at something. "

But... Mom, I will still get married in the future, and I will sleep separately from you."

"This... Mom doesn't want to think that far ahead. Mom really isn't used to not sleeping with you. I've been having trouble sleeping these past few months. Anyway, Mom will sleep with you for as long as I can now, okay?"

Mom's words sounded incredibly encouraging to me. The tone of her voice when she said "okay" was so gentle that no one could refuse. "

Okay!" Actually…like Mom, I'm really not used to sleeping alone. I haven't had a proper sleep in ages.

Great! Hmm! …What day is tomorrow? Do you remember? Mom suddenly seemed to have returned to her old cheerful and lively self.

Of course I remember! My birthday is only two days apart from Mom's, how could I forget! Tomorrow is my fifteenth birthday, and the day after is Mom's thirty-first birthday.

So…what do you want Mom to give you?

I…actually…Mom, I'm just happy if you're as happy as before. If I can see Mom a little happier, I don't need anything else.

Good child…hearing you say that…Mom is really…so happy…Mom said, her voice slightly choked.

Mom…it's true…before…before I was sorry, I made Mom angry, Mom…I'm really sorry…it was my fault.

I now had the courage to apologize to Mom.

Silly child, what are you apologizing for? It's Mom's fault. Mom has…has never noticed…that you've grown up…and still treats you like a little child…so…so…sigh
! "Mom's so clumsy, I don't know what to do... So... my child, Mom really cares about you. Seeing you so down makes my heart ache..."

Mom said, tears streaming down her face, and then she burst into uncontrollable sobs.

"Mom... don't cry... it's my fault... I promise I won't do anything to make you hate me again. I love you, Mom... I don't want you to hate me... Mom... don't be sad
..." I quickly moved closer to Mom and held her hand. "

Waaah... waaah..." I should have said something, because it made Mom cry even harder. "

Mom... don't cry... if you cry, I'll cry too..." I quickly hugged Mom and comforted her.

Gradually, Mom stopped sobbing, but I still held her tightly. "

Good child... Mom doesn't blame you... that day... Mom was just too confused... it's not that Mom hates you, you know? Mom really doesn't know what to do... You're my heart and soul,
I love you so much... how could I hate you...

I love you so much too... Mom..." I said, hugging Mom even tighter.

Strangely, my penis involuntarily became unruly again. Afraid of embarrassing myself, I slowly loosened my grip on my mother.

But as soon as I let go, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. She was sitting, and I was standing, so my unruly penis was pressed against her breasts.

I tried to pull away, but she held me tightly around the waist, and I didn't dare move. I just hoped my penis would subside quickly, but the more it pressed against her breasts, the more unruly it seemed.

After a while, she seemed to notice something was wrong and slowly released me, glancing down at my penis. I saw her ears suddenly turn red, and she turned her head away
.
"Child...child...you...I...let's eat..." My mother didn't know what to say, so she picked up her bowl.

I ate while staring at my mother. She kept her head down, occasionally looking up to meet my eyes before quickly looking down again. I saw her whole face was flushed.

"Why...why are you staring at me like that...

Mom, you're so beautiful! " "You're

so cheeky!"

"It's true, Mom, look how cute your face is, like an apple! Look in the mirror if you don't believe me." "

You...you're so mean...making fun of Mom..." Mom suddenly started acting like a little girl, pouting. "

Mom, it's true."

"You...are you still teasing me?" "Mom's going to get angry." Mom pouted, pretending to be angry, which made her even cuter. "

Okay, okay, I won't say it. Mom isn't cute at all, Mom's ugly! Is that alright?"

Looking at Mom, I couldn't help but tease her like I usually do with little girls at school.

"You're so annoying... so annoying..." Mom leaned closer and really did turn into a little girl, gently punching me with her fists.

I laughed and dodged, but Mom got up and chased after me, tripping over a chair and almost falling. I quickly reached out to help her.

Gotcha! Ha... ha... Mom suddenly looked up and started punching me like a happy little bird.
Ha... ha... ha... I couldn't hit her... I couldn't help but playfully fight back.

Suddenly, I grabbed both of Mom's hands, and she struggled but couldn't break free. "

I'm not playing with you anymore, you only bully Mom." Mom said sweetly, trying to break free again.

I simply hugged Mom and picked her up.

"Put me down... you... put Mom down... ha... ah..." Mom seemed to have not played with a boy like this in a long time, her innocent and carefree expression was on full display.

I carried Mom and flew around the house, spinning her around and around.

Stop…stop it…Mom’s dizzy…ah…

my last bit of strength gave out, and I finally laid Mom on the ground.

Huff…huff…we were both panting heavily, no longer speaking, but smiling at each other.

Gradually, our breathing evened out, and my deeper love for Mom unconsciously seeped into her eyes.

I noticed that Mom’s eyes had completely changed. Before, no matter how gentle and considerate she was, there was always a mother’s loving gaze.

But now, her eyes were bright and shining, all that elder’s gaze gone, like she was looking at her beloved
lover . I could almost feel that Mom’s feelings were exactly the same as mine.

We sat on the ground, holding hands, gazing at each other for a long, long time.

…Do you really like me? Mom broke the silence first, no longer referring to herself as Mom but as me. To me, it sounded like a lover’s conversation.

I…don’t like…I love you. I didn’t say I love Mom either, but instead used

“I love you” to express my romantic feelings for her.

Mom understood. She didn't speak, just silently watched me.

I couldn't help but lean closer. Mom closed her eyes; I knew she was moved too.

I imitated what I'd seen in TV shows and movies, slowly pressing my lips to hers.

Mom didn't pull away, and I finally kissed her lips. But I had never kissed before; I just imitated her, pressing my lips together like a stamp.

After a while, I noticed Mom open her lips, extending her tongue to push my lips apart. I obediently let Mom take the initiative.

After Mom's tongue entered my mouth, it began to swirl around inside. The feeling was so beautiful, so sweet.

So I quickly learned to do it too, putting my tongue into Mom's mouth and sucking on it.

Mother and son lay on the floor, passionately kissing.

I can't describe the excitement I felt at that moment. I never dreamed that my relationship with Mom would change so much.

Having tasted the sweetness for the first time, I hugged Mom tightly, rolling around on the floor, kissing her lips, unwilling to let go. Mom would occasionally pull away to catch her breath, and I would kiss her again in a flash.

I kissed her relentlessly, covering her face completely. Her hair was disheveled, strands of sweat clinging to her flushed cheeks. She looked incredibly sexy.

I held her hands and caressed her body, my fingers reaching up and down. Through her clothes, I felt her bra on the back. Suddenly, I wanted to touch her breasts, so I moved to the front and grabbed them without a word.

Ah… Mom jolted as if stung, forcefully pulling me away.

"Mom…" I sat on the floor, bewildered.

…Mom also sat there, head bowed, silent.

"Mom…you…

child…I'm sorry…I…we can't do this…I…"

Mom said, getting up to straighten her clothes before quickly going into her room.

I stood there, stunned, unsure what to do.

A long time passed, and Mom didn't come out of her room. A little worried, I went in to check on her. I saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, head bowed.

"Mom...

Xiaoming... We... shouldn't be like this...

Mom... But... I love you...

We can't... We... We're mother and son, we can't

... But... But... I..." Seeing my mother's attitude change 180 degrees, I couldn't help but panic. "

Sigh! Child, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault... I made you...

No, Mom... You're very good, you're really good, it's my fault." "I know, I won't make things difficult for you, Mom, don't be sad. Okay?

You're such a good child, it makes me so reluctant to let you go... If... If we weren't... that would be so good." "

Mom... You mean, if I weren't your child, you would accept me... right?"

"But... we are after all..." "Sigh!

Mom, I'm satisfied with you saying that, I still love you very much, that's enough." "

I really feel so happy, really, Mom... Thank you, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, don't be sad, otherwise it will break my heart."

"Waaah... my good son." Hearing this, Mom hugged me and cried again. "

Mom... then... would you still like to sleep with me?" "

Of course, Mom has already promised you, how could I back out?"

That's good. I'd be happy just to sleep next to Mom every day.

Yes, Mom too.

Then… Mom, I need you to promise me one thing.

What is it?

If I accidentally hug you while we're sleeping, you can't be angry, okay? I

won't, as long as… as long as you don't… oh… you know… Mom won't say anymore… Mom blushed again thinking about this.

Suddenly, I felt I still had a chance, so I wasn't anxious anymore, and instead felt quite comfortable.

We talked for a long time, and all our grudges were gone.

Before we knew it, it was late.

Mom, it's getting late. Go take a shower first, and then we'll sleep together.

Okay… Mom's face inexplicably turned red when she heard we'd sleep together.

Speaking of which, Mom was conflicted. She kept saying we couldn't do that, but it seemed like her subconscious was tempting me.

Later, Mom went into the bathroom to shower.

A little while later, I thought I heard Mom talking in the bathroom, but I couldn't hear clearly, so I went to the bathroom door and put my ear close.

…If you hear me…come in and shower with Mom…If you don’t hear me…never mind…Mom is saying this one last time…child…Mom wants to
shower …Mom said softly…If you hear me…come in and shower with Mom…If you don’t hear me…never mind…

I heard Mom speaking in her usual tone in the bathroom. Although there was the sound of water, I could still hear her clearly, and I couldn’t help but get excited again.

I waited a moment longer. Mom stopped talking, but I heard a heavy sigh: "Sigh...it seems...heaven isn't on your side, it won't let you hear."

Without further hesitation, I pushed open the bathroom door. I saw Mom sitting beside the bathtub, still dressed. "

Are you...something wrong?" Mom asked, her voice slightly surprised and a little happy. "

Mom...I heard you, I've come to bathe with you."

"You're so quiet, how could you hear me?" Mom said playfully.

"...

Child, I remember the last time we bathed together, you only reached my waist! In the blink of an eye, you're a head taller than me, you've really grown up."
Mom stood up and said. "

Mom, you always helped me bathe, how about I help you today?"

"This...okay!" "Then...you...
Mom, I'll help you...take off your clothes." I was quite excited.

"...This..." Mom hesitated a little. "

Then you take them off yourself!"

"Okay! You help me take them off!" Mom said, turning around and raising her hands.

I lifted her red sweatshirt from behind, revealing her fair skin inch by inch. From behind, I could see she was wearing a matching red bra.

Then I reached for her pants, but before I could pull them down completely, she grabbed my hand, preventing me from taking them off. "

Mom, are you going to shower like this?"

I…

I thought she was just instinctively refusing out of shyness, so I continued to pull down her pants. She was wearing matching red silk panties, quite sexy
. And by then, I was already erect.

I then unhooked her bra. As the bra slid down, she quickly covered her breasts with her hands.

She silently lowered her head, not turning around. I continued to pull down her red panties, and as I pulled on the elastic bands, she lowered one hand and grabbed mine
.

"Wait…wait a minute…

Mom! What's wrong?

I…Mom isn't ready yet…wait…wait a minute, okay?

Mom, what are you ready for? What's wrong with you today?" I sensed her conflicted feelings.

I…I don’t know…

Mom, just relax.

I continued to pull down Mom’s panties, and Mom’s hands loosened.

I quickly took off Mom’s panties, but just seeing her fair and round buttocks made me incredibly aroused.

I put my hands on Mom’s shoulders, trying to turn her around to face me.

Mom gently pulled me, and we were now standing face to face. But Mom covered her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other.
…I stared at Mom without saying a word.

“What…is wrong…

Mom, I want to see how you’re going to wash like this?” I teased Mom.

“You…you’re so naughty…bullying Mom…you…turn around!”

“Okay! Then I’ll take off my clothes too.” Seeing Mom’s embarrassed and anxious look, I couldn’t bear to tease her anymore, so I turned around and took off all my clothes.

But my biggest problem was my bulging, throbbing penis; I didn’t know where to hide it. Now it was my turn to turn around, embarrassed, with my back to Mom.

"Xiaoming, sit down first, Mom will scrub your back!"

"Okay, maybe it'll go away soon," I thought, grabbing a small stool and sitting down. Mom bent down to apply shower gel and started bathing me.

As she washed, I could feel her nipples occasionally pressing against my back, which felt quite stimulating.

But I couldn't just keep washing her back, so after a while, I said, "Mom, let me wash you." I turned around while still sitting.

Mom didn't flinch anymore; I faced her directly, my face right up to her lower abdomen. Her thick pubic hair was finally visible again, shaped like an
inverted triangle, quite beautiful.

"Okay!" Mom turned around.

I stood up and applied shower gel to her back and buttocks as well. As my hands moved over her back and buttocks, her body seemed to tremble slightly.

But the feeling of touching my mother's soft skin was simply wonderful. I touched her, moving from her buttocks to her thighs, then up her thighs, and down her waist to her lower
abdomen .

My mother was facing the bathroom mirror, so I could see her expression. I noticed that her eyes were closed, and she seemed quite ecstatic.

I could almost feel that she was just as filled with desire as I was.

So I moved my hand up her lower abdomen to her breasts. She still had her eyes closed. Seeing that she didn't object, I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my back against
her , and grasped one breast in each hand, kneading them vigorously.

"Mmm..." my mother let out a soft moan of pleasure. Her hands rested on mine, following my kneading in circles. Encouraged, I rested my head on my mother's shoulder.

At this moment, my erect, large penis was pressing against my mother's buttocks, but she seemed to be enjoying my caresses, as if she didn't even feel it.

The scene was exactly like two people about to make love, foreplaying before sex.

I couldn't help but kiss my mother's neck.

"Mmm...mmm..." My mother's voice grew louder, accepting my kiss.

As I kissed her, I turned her body around. Her eyes were half-open, her expression one of ecstasy. I then kissed her lips, immediately slipping my tongue into
her mouth. My mother's arms automatically wrapped around me, and we embraced.

"Mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm...mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm..."

We kissed passionately like this.

My hand finally reached my mother's lower abdomen, moving downwards to touch her pubic hair. I covered her vulva with my entire hand, enjoying the pleasure of the friction from her pubic hair.

After a while, I withdrew my hand from her lips and quickly took her nipple into my mouth.

"Ah...mmm...okay...no...no...ah...okay...oh..."

I took advantage of the situation, spreading my fingers down her labia.

"Ah...no!" My mother pushed me away forcefully, as if electrocuted.

"Mom...

...I...we...

Mom, what's wrong?

Child...how could we...no...really no...ah!"

At this moment, Mom saw my penis, over five inches long and as thick as a baby's wrist, and stammered, unable to speak.

I thought to myself, I can't let Mom think too much, so I pulled her hand to hold my penis.

"Ah...what are you doing?" Mom exclaimed.

I pressed down hard on her hand, not letting her pull it back.

Mom struggled for a moment, then her strength disappeared. Seeing that Mom had obediently held my penis, I let go.

"Child, how...how could it be so...big...last time..." Mom stared at it intently.

I knew Mom meant that it wasn't this big when I saw it last time, referring to the time I secretly ejaculated on her labia.

"Mom...do you like it?"

"I...like it...ah...no..." Mom was a little confused. "

Mom...we...have to come to an end, right? This isn't working."

"I...sigh..." Mom sighed.

"

Child, to be honest, you can see it too, I'm conflicted. I love you so much, sometimes I don't even treat you like my son, but...sigh...I really don't
know what to do." "Mom...can't...can't do this with you...this is wrong..."

As Mom spoke, her hand unconsciously stroked my penis. "

Mom, it's just the two of us at home, if we don't tell, who will know? Don't you think so too?" I remembered what Mom said at dinner.

"This...but..." Mom seemed a little tempted. "

Mom, I don't know anything about this, can you teach me?"

"This...child, don't pressure Mom, let Mom think about it, okay?"

Mom said, releasing my penis and walking naked out of the bathroom.

I followed her out of the bathroom, and Mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

I stood in front of Mom, my penis still erect.

"You...you should put your clothes on, you'll catch a cold."

"Mom, you should too.

" "Child, let Mom have some peace and quiet, okay?" "Be good, okay?" "Mom will answer you later."

"Get Mom's underwear." Mom said gently.

I went to Mom's room, opened her wardrobe, and among the dazzling array of underwear, I found the briefs that I had taken off Mom last time, which only had three thin strings and a small piece of fabric
, and the transparent bra that only had half a cup. I thought about it for a moment and chose this set. "

Mom, put these on!" I handed the underwear to Mom. "

Ah...this...why did you take this...I..." Mom took it and realized. "

Mom, isn't it nice? I think it looks great!" "Otherwise, I'll take it to change."

"No...no need, Mom, go change yourself!" Mom said, going into her room.

It was almost midnight. Seeing that Mom hadn't come out for a while, I went in to check on her.

Mom...Mom had already put on her underwear, but she hadn't changed; she was still wearing the one I'd chosen, sitting on the edge of the bed. "

Child...come here...

Mom...I'm still naked, my erection still hard.

Mom's telling you, Mom's thought about it, you're right, this can't go on like this, we need to end it...but, we're still mother and son, you
're the one I carried for ten months, we can't commit incest.

Then...Mom...

listen to Mom, Mom really loves you. I've said it before, sometimes I really wish you weren't my son, then Mom wouldn't have any reservations, do you understand? It's not that Mom
doesn't want to be with you...it's just...Mom really can't do it, you have to understand Mom's predicament...

Mom...don't think so much! Okay?" I love you, I really love you, I want to… I said it hastily.

Child… don’t rush, Mom hasn’t finished yet. To tell you the truth, Mom really wants to be intimate with you… with you… so… Mom can only do this…

Mom said, reaching out to grasp my penis.

Mom looked at me, her hand gently stroking my penis. Seeing

Mom take the initiative, I was so excited, my penis swelled even more.

Child, you’re only fifteen, how can you be so… thick… Mom’s hand can barely hold it… In the future… I don’t know which girl… which girl can handle it…

Mom… can you handle it?

You… you’re being cheeky, teasing Mom again… Mom’s face turned red again.

Mom… really… if we weren’t mother and son… would you really be… willing to be with me… you

little devil… Mom doesn’t have that kind of luck… besides… Mom hasn’t… for fifteen years… Mom doesn’t know… Mom

… try… okay? I leaned against Mom, one arm around her shoulder, the two of us sitting side by side on the edge of the bed.

No… Mom said no… really no… Mom buried her face in my chest.

Mom… I smelled the fragrance of Mom’s hair, and with Mom constantly stroking my penis, I couldn’t hold back and ejaculated.

Waves of semen shot high, and Mom stroked it even faster.

Hehe… it’s coming out… Mom smiled playfully.

Mom… I hugged Mom tightly, kissing her cheek.

Hmm… okay… is this okay?

But… Mom, what about you…

how am I?

I feel so good, but Mom can’t feel it.

It’s okay! You… ah…

I pushed Mom down on the bed, rolled over and pressed down on her, reaching out to grab her breasts and starting to rub them.

Mom… let me make you feel good…

hmm… no… no need… ah… okay… gentler… Mom resisted for a moment and then gave up.

Sizzle… sizzle… sizzle… sizzle… I rubbed one of Mom’s breasts with one hand through her bra, while sucking on the other breast with my mouth.

Ah…ah…um…ah…child…good…um…Mom was intoxicated, moaning with pleasure.

I secretly unhooked Mom's bra, letting her breasts pop out, and Mom didn't object.

Then my hand slid down, reaching inside Mom's panties, touching her pubic hair, slowly stroking it. Mom no longer struggled at all, letting me do as I pleased.

I simply unhooked Mom's panties, letting Mom and I be naked, caressing each other.

We, mother and son, embraced and caressed each other in the room, the room filled with Mom's comfortable moans.

Ah…child…no…it's dirty there…um…ah…

I had already kissed Mom's pubic hair, ignoring Mom's words.

I spread Mom's thighs, and Mom didn't resist anymore, opening her legs wide.

I finally saw the entire view of Mom's vulva, and excitedly immediately used my tongue to explore Mom's vagina.

Ah…sizzle…sizzle…um…sizzle…I used my tongue to part Mom's labia and began to suck haphazardly.

My penis remained erect, so I imitated the caressing positions from the videotape, turning my body 180 degrees and straddling my mother, placing my penis beside her face, and continuing to lick her vulva. "

Mmm...child...my child...ah...you...ah...I don't care anymore...mmm...sizzle..." Looking at my penis, Mom finally couldn't resist taking it into her mouth.

We, mother and son, licked each other's genitals in a 69 position; it was wonderful.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...sizzle...mmm..."

The feeling of my penis being enveloped by my mother's mouth was truly heavenly, and hearing the lewd moans coming from her mouth was pure bliss.

My mother kept licking my glans with her tongue, the tingling and numb sensation almost making me ejaculate again. I wasn't idle either, constantly flipping her labia in and out with my tongue, making her moan and groan incessantly.

"Ah...faster...faster...Mom can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah..."

My mother finally ejaculated before me, a thick stream of white fluid gushing from her vagina, covering my mouth.

"Huff...huff...huff..." My mother released my penis, panting heavily. "Hehe...

Mom, was it good?" "

Huff...you little devil, you're so naughty, you've really messed with Mom!" A satisfied smile graced my mother's face.

I wiped the fluid from my mouth and pounced on my mother, showering her with kisses. My mother held me tightly, and we rolled around on the bed like a long-separated couple.

I don't know how much time passed before we finally rested, mother and son embracing each other.

"Mom...I love you."

"Child...Mom loves you too."

What kind of love?

"Yes... I... I don't see you as Mom's son anymore...

then what am I?"

"As... Oh! You're teasing me again, you're so mean." Mom truly considered me her lover at this moment, her words filled with affection and shyness. "

I want you to say it! What am I?" "

We're like this now, of course I'm as... as your... husband!" "

Really? ...Mom...

still calling me Mom?"

"Then... what should I call you?"

"Call me... call me Xiao Jie."

"Xiao... Xiao Jie... I'm more used to calling you Mom."

"Whatever you want!" "Anyway... at this moment, I can't act like I'm Mom, it won't feel so strange." "
Mom... it's already two in the morning, it's my birthday."

"Yes! Happy birthday... husband." Mom kissed my lips. "

Wow! I'm so happy, Mom, thank you, you're so good, I love you to death.

" "Is that all?" Mom rested her face against my chest and said gently. "

Well...

today is your birthday, Mom has just figured it out, whatever you want, Mom will give you..." I looked down at Mom, my ears turning red.

"Really... Mom... I want... I want you..." I was so excited I couldn't speak.

"What do you want me for?

" "I want Mom... with me... with me..." I still couldn't say it.

"To make love with you... right... you little rascal... no..." Mom pouted, pretending to be a brat. "

No... Mom can't back out."

"Hehe... what's the rush... you little rascal..." Mom said, getting out of bed.

"Honey... come here for a second..." Mom called me from the kitchen.

A moment later, Mom, still naked, took a ten-inch cake from the kitchen, placed it on the living room table, checked the living room curtains, and then locked the front door again. "

Turn off the lights." Mom lit the candles on the cake.

I quickly turned off the main light.

"Come on... happy birthday... happy birthday..." Mom started singing the birthday song.

"Tsk... happy birthday to my husband... make a wish!"

Mom kissed me after singing.

"Hmm... I wish..." I closed my eyes and made a wish in my heart. "

What did you wish for?" Mom asked.

"I can't say, it won't work if I do. I'll tell you later." "Then... Mom, what about again?" "

Again... and I'll... give you... a present!" My mother's shy and bashful appearance aroused my desire again.

I didn't say anything, but pulled my mother into my arms and kissed

her passionately. "Mmm... mmm... sizzle..." My mother obediently hugged me tightly, responding with her tongue.

After a while, we rolled from the sofa to the floor, still passionately kissing.

My mother reached down to my genitals, stroking my pubic hair, then grasped my penis and began to stroke it.

My hand also explored my mother's private parts, inserting my fingers into her vaginal opening and thrusting them in and out.

"Oh... mmm... good... mmm... good husband... Xiao Jie... tonight is yours...

mmm... dear mother... dear wife... Xiao Jie... I want you...

mmm... good... Xiao Jie will give it to you... but... your penis is so thick... Xiao Jie hasn't... been penetrated in fifteen years... I'm afraid...

Mom... I don't know... you have to teach me..."

My mother's vaginal fluid had already flowed all over my hand, making it sticky.

"Okay... Mom will teach you... Come on..." Mom said, lying down on her back, gesturing for me to press down on her.

"Mom..." I immediately pressed down on my mother's body.

"Hmm..." Mom immediately opened her legs, clamping my waist and sticking her buttocks up.

I didn't know how to insert it, so I just randomly pressed against my mother's lower body. "

Don't rush, come on... Mom will guide you... Ah..." Mom said, reaching down to grasp my penis from below and pressing it against her vulva.

I could feel my penis gradually being gripped by a layer of warm flesh.

"Ah... Mom is so scared... Yours is too thick... Ah... It's okay... Child... You can slowly insert it..." Mom had already guided my penis to the entrance. "

Mom... I'm going in..." I thrust hard.

"Ah... It hurts... Slow... Slow down..." Mom frowned in pain. "

Mom... I'm sorry, I hurt you." I quickly stopped. "

Child... Mom's lower body is very narrow, it can't accommodate such a thick penis, you have to push it in slowly." Come on…again…

I slowly inserted it inch by inch into Mom’s vagina again.

Ah…ah…um…so thick…so full…ah…Mom’s vagina…is completely filled…ah…good…

At this point, I had only inserted half of it. Seeing how comfortable Mom looked, I decided to go all in and forcefully pushed the remaining half in.

Ah…good…such a cruel son…you’re bullying Mom…you’re so bad…

I finally became completely united with Mom. My dream of many years had come true. I finally had sex with Mom. At this moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world.

Faster…good husband…dear son…faster…thrust…this is…this is more comfortable…

Mom, didn’t you stop treating me like your son? You still call me your dear son? I didn’t forget to tease Mom a little.

I don’t care…you are Mom’s good son and Mom’s good husband. Incest is incest, Mom likes it…Xiao Jie likes it…faster…fuck me…fuck your dear mother…

Listening to Mom’s lewd confession, I couldn’t hold back any longer and started thrusting wildly.

Ah…ah…son…the way you’re doing this…ah…Mom’s going to die from this…ah…it’s so beautiful…do it…do Mom hard…Mom feels so good…ah…Mom’s about to ascend to heaven…ah…no…Mom can’t hold back…ah…Mom, who hasn’t had sex in years, came in no time.

Mom…why so fast?

Hmm…who told you to…be so bad…who does this…does this…who can stand it…

Mom…does it feel good?

You’re so bad…but…Mom feels so good…good son, you’re so good…Mom hugged and kissed me again.

My penis was still fully inserted into my mother's vagina. I looked down at the sight, it was incredibly stimulating. "

Mom, look..." I wanted Mom to look down at her vagina too. "

Mmm...my son's penis...so thick...it completely fills Mom's vagina..." Visual stimulation seemed to be a kind of pleasure. Mom reached out to stroke our intertwined pubic hair, which had now merged into one. "

Ah...don't move...your penis is so long...it's already all the way inside Mom, it's very sensitive there, hee...right...son...you came out from inside!" "

Mom, of course I know, I'm so happy, Mom...you really don't regret it?"

"Sigh! Mom struggled for so long, it's all your fault! You're the one teasing Mom, you don't know how hard Mom has been these past few months.

Fine, incest is incest, as long as we don't say anything, right?"

And… Mom finds it so strange. When I was with your father… I wasn’t this happy. He only had half of what you have now. The other day when I saw you… it really scared me…

Mom, please don’t mention Dad, okay? I’m your husband now!

Don’t be jealous. I was only sixteen when I married your father, I didn’t know anything, I got pregnant with you without really understanding anything. He went to jail a few days later, saying that after all this time, I had no feelings for him anymore. Okay! Don’t mention it, child…

what else does Mom want…?

Ugh! I’m not coming anymore! Playing dumb.

Mom, I want to hear it, tell me! You

’re so naughty, Mom wants… wants her son’s big cock, fuck me…

I can’t hold back anymore, I’m starting to thrust again right away.

Ah…yes…that’s it…good son…you learn so fast…ah…fuck me to death…mmm…so good…
Mom…I feel so good, Mom’s pussy is so tight…

good…Mom feels good too…mmm…it’s so exciting…Mom loves you…Mom likes you fucking me…Mom likes your son’s cock…likes you fucking Mom…Mom’s pussy…is all yours from now on…ah…God…it’s so beautiful…ah…you’re hitting my pussy again…Mom’s wild moans continued.

A puddle of Mom’s juices had already formed on the floor. We rolled around on the floor, our bodies soaked, indistinguishable between sweat and juices.

Mom…I want…I’m going to come…finally I couldn’t hold back and wanted to ejaculate.

Okay…shoot inside, shoot into Mom’s pussy…

but…what if Mom gets pregnant? I held back.

It’s okay…it’s okay…Mom’s safe period today…ah…it’s so hot…I ejaculated before Mom could finish speaking.
That night, my mother and I were passionately having sex in the living room. Before we knew it, the morning sun was streaming through the gaps in the curtains; it was dawn. "

Mom…it's dawn…" My penis was still inside Mom. "

Mmm…it's a holiday today…ah…Mom doesn't care…Mom wants you…" Mom greedily wiggled her hips.

We moved from the living room to the bedroom. My penis had been inside Mom's vagina all night. Before we knew it, we were both exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I checked my watch; it was already 2 PM. Mom was sleeping soundly beside me, a satisfied smile on her lips. "

Mom, it's getting late." I woke Mom.

"Mmm…" Mom opened her sleepy eyes.

"Tsk…Good afternoon…my dear wife." I kissed Mom. "

Hehe…son, husband, good afternoon!"

I was a little worried that Mom might regret it after waking up, but seeing her innocent and affectionate expression, I was completely relieved.

"Mom... I'll go get something to eat, you rest a bit more."

"Mom's done, ah..." Mom said, sitting up. "

Mom, what's wrong?"

"Ah... it's all your fault, being so crazy! Mom feels like her skin is torn inside, it hurts so much...

How could this happen?" "

Mom hasn't had sex in so long, and besides, yours is really too thick, it's been rubbing inside for too long, Mom can't take it...

Well... Mom, you should rest! I'll get you something to eat."

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Mom really hurt herself from my penetration; she was limping all day and didn't dare leave the house.

That night, I went to the pharmacy and bought some ointment for Mom to apply.

Oh no! I couldn't get it. Mom spread her legs and applied the ointment to her vulva with her fingers.

"Then... what should I do?"

"This... I don't know..." Mom winced in pain again. "

Mom... I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

"Silly boy, Mom isn't mad at you. Mom likes it. After Mom gets used to your... stuff inside, it won't hurt anymore." "Okay! The one who tied the knot must untie it. You help Mom apply the ointment."

"But... my fingers probably can't reach inside."

"Duh! You didn't understand Mom. Use whatever you used to hurt Mom to help Mom apply it." "It's amazing Mom thought of that."

Hearing Mom say that, I understood. So I took off my pants and smeared the ointment all over my penis. "

Mom... it's coming, bear with it!" Mom lay on the bed, her legs wide open, revealing her bright red vulva.

Using the lubricant of the ointment, I slipped it into Mom's vagina.

"Mmm... ah... there... it hurts... right there... yes...

Mom... I'll pull it out.

" "Wait... wait a minute... move a little, spread it more evenly... mmm..." I saw Mom's expression, both comfortable and painful.

So I gently thrust in and out, and suddenly, the ointment mixed with Mom's vaginal fluid flowed out from beside her vulva.

Mom…you're so wet…the medicine's spilling out…

you little devil…you're still teasing me…ah…um…um…you…you're so bad…you're making me feel so good again…

Mom, is it painful or pleasurable? I continued to gently thrust in and out.

Um…it hurts…it feels good…ah…I don't care…keep going…ah…I'll let you fuck me to death…ah…okay…child…hurry up…my pussy is so itchy…ah…I…good son…good husband…my big-cocked son…

Mom…good wife…my little Jie…son loves you…

Mom has forgotten the pain, only enjoying the pleasure of incest.

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From that day on, my son and I enjoyed the pleasure of sex almost all the time, forgetting my father whom I had never met.

Two months later, we received a notice from the prison that my father was about to be released after serving his sentence.

After learning about this, I barely ate or slept.

Mom, can we move?

This… child, I've thought about it, but… running away isn't the solution. Where can we move? What if they find us? Your father used to be involved in organized crime; if we move, the consequences will be severe.

But… Mom…

child, I know how you feel. Although he's your father, to you he's like a stranger. I know you'll be jealous. But… we have this peaceful life today thanks to your father's sacrifices. I have the means to raise you and the capital to start a business. We… can't go too far.

Mom… I have no more reasons to say.

Finally, the day of Father's release from prison arrived.

The night before, after dinner.

"Child, Mom is going to spend quality time with you tonight, make love with you properly. From tomorrow onwards… from tomorrow onwards you have to treat me like any other mother." Mom hugged me tightly and said.

"Mom… I… I really don't want to accept it, but the situation is like this, I have no choice but to accept it." "

Come on! Don't think about anything else, we're mother and son, let's make love properly tonight, do it to Mom properly, no matter what, Mom only has you as her husband in her heart."

Mom took off her clothes at the dining table, leaving only her bra and panties. "

Mom… I really love you so much… my lover… my good wife… Xiao Jie…"

I also took off my clothes and kissed Mom against the dining table.

After a while, I picked Mom up, let her sit on the dining table, spread her legs, and kissed her vulva through her sexy lace panties.

"Mmm… good… ah…" Mom tilted her head back in pleasure.

Slowly, I hoisted my mother's legs onto my shoulders, pulled down her panties, and pressed my penis against her vagina.

With a soft "whoosh," my penis easily slid into her already wet vagina.

Ah…good…fuck me…fuck Mom…so good…so amazing…

Soon, my mother's juices had soaked the dining table, causing me to slip and slide as I thrust.

I simply lifted my mother into the air, her legs clamping around my buttocks, clinging to me like a monkey. I carried my mother like this, walking around the living room while thrusting into her vagina.

Ah…it’s so beautiful…good son…you’re so good at it…doing it like this feels so good…ah…it’s hitting the spot…um…my dear son…Xiao Jie…I give you my heart…ah…do it…my big-cocked son…fuck me to death…I can’t bear to part with you…I love you so much…ah…fuck me…fuck me…um…oh…oh…oh…oh…God…good son…I’ll marry you…I promise to marry you…I want to have your baby…shoot…shoot into my pussy…make me pregnant…ah…my pussy is so beautiful…

That night, my son and I kept changing positions and having sex until dawn before reluctantly resting. Neither of us slept because we had to pick up my father at eight in the morning. My mood was extremely bad; I even started to hate my father because he was about to take away my beloved mother. The thought of them sleeping in the same bed and making love felt like a knife cutting into my heart. My

mother understood my feelings and kept comforting me, repeatedly telling me that I was her only husband. Although this didn't calm me down, I didn't want to put my mother in a difficult position, so I reluctantly went with her to pick up my father. I finally saw him. My father wasn't as fierce as I had imagined; perhaps it was just a preconceived notion! He actually looked somewhat haggard. On the way home, my mother drove. My father didn't seem to say much, just asking me, like any other ordinary person, what school I went to and how my studies were going. The long separation seemed to have made him and my mother strangers; they didn't talk much. Despite this, I felt extremely unbalanced, because I believed that the first thing a man who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would want to do upon returning home was… I didn't want to think about it anymore; the more I thought, the more painful it became. I had a feeling I was about to be cuckolded. In my logic, my father had become the biggest obstacle to our love. To welcome my father home, dinner was quite lavish, but I had no appetite. At the table, my mother kept gesturing with her feet, and I barely managed to suppress my unpleasant expression. The long dinner finally ended. My mother prepared my father's new clothes and told him to wash up. As soon as I saw him go into the bathroom, I hugged my mother at the table, expressing my long-suppressed feelings. " Child… don't do this… let go of me, be good… listen to me, not here…" My mother pulled me into the kitchen. "Mom…" As soon as we entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but hug her tightly from behind. "Sigh...child...Mom is sad too. Don't be sad, I understand your pain. Be good...don't make Mom even more upset, okay?" Mom held my hand helplessly. " Mom...then promise me, don't... this...child, what can I say?" "We are husband and wife after all, I can't refuse. I just hope you understand that no matter what, Mom only has you in her heart. No matter what, Mom will only see him as you. Please forgive Mom's predicament, okay? Don't make things difficult for Mom anymore." Mom said, her eyes glistening with tears. " Mom...don't be sad, I won't make things difficult for you." I couldn't bear to see Mom like this. We kissed for a long time in the kitchen before reluctantly parting. That night, Mom and Father talked for a long time in the living room. Mom gave Father double the living expenses he received when he took the place of a gang leader in prison, and told him to use them as he pleased. But for some reason, I always felt that this father didn't seem like someone who had been involved in gangs at all. He didn't have a fierce look in his eyes, and he spoke timidly and softly, agreeing with everything my mother said. He didn't seem like a husband, but more like my mother's younger brother. I thought to myself, maybe that's why they chose him as a scapegoat! Finally, it was late at night, and I reluctantly moved to the next room. Although I said I wouldn't make things difficult for my mother, I couldn't help but glance at her uncomfortably before entering the room. My mother gave me a knowing, helpless look. Soon, they also went into the room. I pretended to get water from time to time, walking around to see what they were doing. I noticed that my mother hadn't closed her door. I knew she was deliberately leaving it open to reassure me. But I still kept getting up to check every now and then. Around two o'clock, my mother's door was still open, so I peeked in. I saw that they were already asleep. I finally felt a sense of unease. I thought Mom must be exhausted from not sleeping for a day and a night, which is why she refused Dad. I couldn't believe someone who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would be so honest. I was tired too, and I waited until almost four o'clock to make sure they were really asleep before going back to my room. I slept for three hours before getting up. Mom was up too, but Dad was still asleep. "Mom... good morning!" I greeted her warmly from the kitchen. " Little devil, you've been watching Mom all night, did you notice anything?" Mom flicked my nose. " Mom... he... didn't contact you... didn't you see that? Why are you asking! Why... why? How should I know? He's always been strange. To be honest, I didn't really know him before, and now he's like a stranger to me. I know even less. "Mom... then... why don't you find an opportunity to talk to him and see... if you can... divorce him... I've thought about it, but it's too early to say now. I'll observe for a while first!" ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ And so, a month passed. Every morning, the first thing Mom did was come to me to report that she had gotten through the previous day safely. This was really unbelievable, and Mom couldn't figure it out either.

His daily life was incredibly monotonous. He'd either occasionally go out shopping or spend all day at home watching TV, and he never mentioned his plans.

Then one day, he said a friend was getting out of prison and he was going to pick him up, and he didn't return until the wee hours of the morning.

Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem; it's common for released prisoners to meet up with friends. But from that day on, he was rarely home. He'd say he was meeting with that friend to discuss a business partnership, leaving early and returning late almost every day. He'd often call to say he was going to the south for several days and wouldn't be back for days.

This change in him was exactly what my son and I wanted. The day he first said he wouldn't be coming home that night, my mother and I were both incredibly excited and nervous.

After midnight, once we were sure my father really wasn't coming home, my son and I eagerly locked the door twice and began our sexual reunion, which we hadn't had in a month.

My mother and I were like a couple long deprived of each other, like two wild beasts in heat. We quickly stripped off our clothes in the bathroom. My mother greedily sucked on my penis and kissed my entire body. "

Good son, hurry! Hurry up and fuck Mom, Mom's about to burst." My mother held onto the bathtub with both hands, sticking her buttocks up, begging me to hurry up and penetrate her. "

Mom... me too... tonight, I want to make love to you properly, fuck you properly..."

I lifted my penis and pressed it against my mother's labia.

"Mmm... good... put it in... ah... it's in... mmm... good... it's been so long... big cock..."

I grabbed my mother's breasts with both hands and rubbed them hard, while my penis thrust wildly.

Oh…oh…so beautiful…good husband…fuck Xiaojie to death…ah…wow…ah…so good…fuck me…fuck your little slut…fuck your mother…Mom is being fucked to death…ah so good…my pussy is beautiful…so beautiful…big dick son…you're so good at fucking…Mom…Mom…

I'm about to come…quick…After a storm of passion, I was about to cum too.

Ah…wait…no…I can't cum inside…

I suddenly remembered that my father hadn't had sex with my mother for a month since he came back. If I got my mother pregnant, it would be difficult to handle. So I quickly pulled my penis out.

Mom…quick…

Mom immediately turned around and took my penis in her mouth. I released my semen and ejaculated all of it into my mother's mouth.

Hmm…darling…you're so good…Mom is being fucked to death by you. Mom said, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, my mother and I had entered my room and were embracing each other naked.

Xiaojie, I…my good mother, your pussy is so beautiful.

Hehe…it’s quite fun. Sometimes Mom thinks, I gave birth to you here, and raised you to this age, it seems like I was destined to…go back to you.

Mom, you’re so slutty!

Child, don’t you like it when Mom is a little wanton? Mom can only be herself in front of you now.

Mom, I like it. Will my little hole still hurt?

No, I guess I’ve gotten used to your…penis…to be honest…son…you’re so amazing. Every time you fuck me, I feel like I’m dying of pleasure. I only tasted the joy of being a woman after having sex with you. It’s so beautiful, so joyful. I wish I had given myself to you the day you played with my little hole.

Mom, it’s not too late now! I only realized how joyful sex is after having sex with my mom, especially fucking my own mom’s hole. It’s so exciting and thrilling.

Yes! Mom feels the same way. I thought too much before. I never imagined that having sex with my own son would be so exciting and joyful, like being in heaven. In short, my dear husband, my little hole will belong to you from now on. I can give it to you anytime, so you must cherish me!

Mom, I'm going to have you for life! *kiss*

By the way, what did you wish for on your birthday last time? You can tell me now!

Mom, you know, guess... guess three times.

Hmm... no need to guess, you must have wished for me to... give it to you every day... right? You little pervert.

Half right, not enough.

Then... you... oh dear! I can't guess anymore, tell me!

I hope to marry you and have a bunch of kids with you.

Hehe... you little devil, you're so greedy. But... sigh! That won't do. Our relationship can't be public, and even if it could, the law wouldn't allow it.

Mom, I believe that one day this wish can come true, at least... in our hearts, we're already married, it doesn't have to be public

... you're right, but I really want you to become my real husband someday, and for me to walk down the aisle with you, wearing a white wedding dress... sigh! When Mom got married, she didn't even have a dress, it was all done secretly, and she didn't invite any guests. "

Mom, I believe we can be together someday," I said, kissing my mother. "

Sigh! Is it possible? ...Ah...unless...Mom seemed to have thought of a way.

Unless what?

Hmm...we'll talk about it later! Besides...Mom's afraid that one day you'll get tired of Mom's body, think Mom's too old, and want to find a younger girl, then you won't want Mom anymore, so it's too early to say these things now.

" "Mom, I love you, I swear, I will only love Mom for the rest of my life, and I will definitely stay with Mom forever." I hurriedly swore. "

Silly child, what swear? It's not that Mom doesn't believe you, Mom just doesn't want to hold you back."

"Mom! I only want you, I only want to be with Mom, there's no such thing as holding me back."

"Sigh! Silly child..." Mom said, kissing me.

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After that, whenever Father wasn't around, Mom and I would seize any opportunity to have sex. My mother and I were hopelessly addicted to the pleasures of incest.

Strangely enough, my mother and I were like two wild beasts; sometimes, a mere glance was enough to ignite a raging fire of desire.
Several times, when my mother couldn't resist, she would put two eye drops in my father's tea to put him to sleep, then come over and we'd sleep together under the covers

, making love. On other occasions, while my father was engrossed in watching TV in the living room, my mother would excuse herself to take a shower, and I would climb into the bathroom through the back balcony window, enjoying our lovemaking there before slipping out the window.

We discovered that the more difficult the circumstances of our affair, the stronger the pleasure.

In our incestuous relationship, we discovered the joy of adultery and breaking taboos.

Sometimes, we would even flirt with each other when my father turned his back.

Several times during meals, I would slip my hand under my mother's skirt in front of my father, caressing her genitals through her panties; my mother seemed to enjoy this sensation.

One evening at dinner, as usual, I teased my mother, almost making her scream. I even deliberately dropped my chopsticks on the floor, then crawled under the table pretending to pick them up, using that brief moment to kiss her vulva.

After dinner, my father watched TV in the living room while my mother and I cleaned up in the kitchen. My mother was already quite aroused by my teasing. "

You little devil, you've really gotten me into trouble! Look, I'm all wet!" My mother lifted her skirt at the counter.

Her white lace panties were soaked.

"Hehe… Mom, what are we going to do?"

"I don't care, you're responsible."

"Well... we can't just do it here...

hehe... son, do you dare?" Mom said provocatively.

"What's there to be afraid of? If Mom isn't afraid, why should I be!"

"Then... what are we waiting for?" Mom turned around.

Seeing Mom like this, I went all out, lifted Mom's skirt, and pulled down her panties.

Mom immediately bent over, sticking her buttocks up, revealing her wet vulva. I immediately pulled down the zipper, grabbed my penis, and with a whoosh, inserted it into Mom's vagina.

"Oh... um... um..." Mom didn't dare to make too much noise, just hummed softly.

Father was watching TV in the living room, which was only a few steps away, while my mother and I were having sex in the kitchen. This bold act further stimulated our lust.

After we had been doing it for almost ten minutes, Father suddenly walked in. "

Do you have any beer?" Father asked, peeking in.

At this time, my penis was still inserted into Mom's vagina from behind. Father's sudden entrance startled us both, but Mom reacted quickly, standing up slightly and pretending to wash the dishes.

My lower body was pressed tightly against my mother's buttocks, her skirt just covering the area where we were touching. I pretended to stand on tiptoe and reach into the cabinet above the sink, pretending to get something. "It's

in the refrigerator, get it yourself!" my mother replied to my father.

"Oh!" My father didn't seem to notice anything amiss and opened the refrigerator himself.

I pretended to rummage through the cabinet, saying, "Mom, don't put the salad bar so high next time, I can barely reach it, how can you reach it?

" "Oh, it's okay, did you find it? A little further in!"

By this time, my father had already found the beer and left the kitchen while my mother and I were chatting.

"Hehe... Mom, you mean you want me to put it in a little further, right?"

"Hehe... You're such a good son, you understand what Mom means, come on, your dick is about to slip out." "

That was close!" "Ah... Mom, your panties!" At this moment, I noticed that my mother's panties were still hanging on her calves.

My mother looked down, and my mother and I laughed.

I thrust wildly into my mother's vagina again, and finally, in this daring affair, we both reached a pleasurable climax.

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We never knew what kind of business my father and his cellmate had been doing together since his release; many mysteries surrounding him remained unsolved.

What I found most strange was that my father had been back for a year and hadn't had sex with my mother.

While I was happy about this, it seemed illogical. My mother was just as puzzled as I was, but she dared not ask, fearing that if she did, he would start demanding.

And one day, the mystery was finally solved.

That day, my father called as usual, saying he was going south for a few days. My mother and I were naturally happy; we could once again freely enjoy our intimacy.

The very next evening, my mother and I went shopping in the city center. In the bustling crowd, we spotted my father by the building in front of the station, seemingly
waiting . My mother and I wondered why my father had returned so early.

A moment later, a burly man approached my father. From a distance, we could see my father give an unusual, eerie smile.

Then, without saying a word, the two walked one after the other towards the park near the station.

My mother and I, unable to contain our curiosity, secretly followed them.

We saw them enter the park and head towards a darker area. My mother and I followed, and then we witnessed a shocking sight.

After entering the shadows, my father and the man sat down hand in hand under a tree. My mother and I were truly startled by their actions, but we pretended to be lovers, embracing and leaning closer. Then we saw an even more astonishing scene, and the truth became clear.

We saw my father and the man kissing under the shady tree! It turned out… my father had become gay. My mother and I were genuinely terrified and quickly hid, leaving the scene.

After leaving the park, my mother and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Ha…ha…ha…

so that’s it…ha…Mom, it seems your charm isn’t enough to resist that man, ha…

oh dear! It's horrible, disgusting! How did your father become... Oh my god! No wonder...

My mother and I finally learned the truth, and later, we learned the actual situation.

It turned out that a few days after my father went to prison, because he was young and thin, he was quickly sodomized. From then on, he became the plaything of many powerful figures in the prison.

Over the course of fifteen years, he became a true homosexual and also had a steady lover in prison.

The business partner who was released a month later than him was his lover.

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After learning the truth, my mother and I didn't expose it. However, our sexual relationship became increasingly bold and unrestrained. Nourished by love, my mother also became more and more lively and mischievous, and her clothing at home became more and more sexy and revealing.

One day after school, I saw my mother busy in the living room wearing a thin t-shirt that only reached her upper thighs. With each movement, her panties were faintly visible. "

You're back! Wash your face and eat." After saying this, my mother bent over in front of me, sticking out her buttocks, and tidying up the books and newspapers on the table.

Her panties, covering her buttocks, were completely exposed. I was immediately aroused by the sight before me.

I boldly pulled out my penis and quickly pulled down her panties from behind, then pressed my penis against her.

"Ah... what are you doing?"

"Doing Mom." "

No... sneaking up on me... ah..." My mother said coquettishly, placing her hands on the table and turning her head. I forcefully thrust my penis into my mother's vagina. "

Ah... no... who does this... sneaking up on me... ah... um..."

My mother and I started doing it in the living room.

Not long after I entered, the front door opened. I quickly picked up my mother and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

It was my father returning. My mother and I ignored him and continued our erotic activities in the bathroom. "

Hehe...good son...so exciting...mmm...good...

yes...good mother...little slut...

oh...oh...good...mmm...fuck me..." My mother's moans echoed in the bathroom.

After a while, when we were both satisfied, I climbed out of the bathroom window onto the back balcony. "

What's wrong? I think I heard you talking just now." My father asked after my mother came out of the bathroom. "

No, I was singing." My mother replied casually.

I slipped back to the bedroom from the back balcony, got dressed, and then casually came out to eat.

My mother was becoming increasingly fond of playing this game that teetered on the edge of our secret affair.

Under the table, my mother kept teasing my genitals with her feet, making me eat only a few bites of food.

"Xiaoming, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" My mother asked, pretending to be serious.

"Oh...no...a female mosquito keeps biting me." I said irritably.

"Female mosquito? How do you know it's female?" "

Because it feels so good when it bites me, it must be female."

I openly flirted with my mother at the dinner table.

My father had no idea what I was talking about.

Taking advantage of the moment when my father looked down to eat, my mother made a funny face at me.
After dinner, my father went back to watching TV.

"Xiaoming, come here, wipe your mouth." As soon as my father turned around, my mother handed me a cloth.

I took it and was about to wipe my mouth, but when I got to my lips, I realized it was my mother's panties.

This...

I saw my mother stick out her tongue, make another face, and then turn around and head to the kitchen like a butterfly.

I took the opportunity and slapped my mother's bottom.

"Ouch!" My mother cried out dramatically. "

What's wrong!" Now even my father turned around and asked.

"Oh! Nothing, I got bitten by a male mosquito." My mother rolled her eyes at me. I turned

my back to my father and made a face at my mother. My mother and I continued to explore new and exciting ways to have sex. Several times, my mother didn't even need to give my father sleeping pills; she would openly propose to me in the living room after he fell asleep. My father could wake up at any moment in the bedroom, and we would boldly have sex naked on the living room sofa. It wasn't that we weren't afraid of being discovered, but since knowing my father's secret, my mother had become even less restrained. Even if she was discovered, she could simply divorce him. The reason she hadn't yet asked for a divorce was also because she had discovered that the privacy of incest, combined with the thrill of the affair, was surprisingly pleasurable. My relationship with my mother became increasingly inseparable. This sexual relationship with my mother continued for five years. I was twenty years old and graduated from university. Nourished by love, Mom seemed to grow younger and younger. When we went out, we always held hands affectionately, like a couple, and no one would tell unless someone pointed it out. Plus, I look a lot like Mom, so people often said we looked like a married couple. Mom was always overjoyed when people said that. Once, we were shopping and passed a bridal shop, and Mom's thoughts of getting married rekindled. She said, "Even though we can't be legally husband and wife, taking a few wedding photos shouldn't be a problem! As long as you spend some money, who will investigate your family background?" So we happily chose a good photography and dress company to take the photos. When Mom put on her makeup and wore her white bridal gown, she was even more beautiful and radiant. " Mom, you're so beautiful," I whispered behind her. "Sigh! Wearing it, I really felt like you were my wife, but unfortunately… we can't publicly wear it and have a wedding with you." " Mom, we don't need these mundane formalities, do we?" That's true, but every woman dreams of this day at some point in her life. You wouldn't understand a woman's feelings. "Mom..." I kissed my mother to comfort her. The first step of our marriage was thus completed. I openly hung a huge wedding photo of us on my bedroom wall, only covering it with a moderately sized celebrity poster. Ever since taking the wedding photos, my mother had been preoccupied with the wedding ceremony. Later, she came up with a rather complicated plan. Through introductions, after filtering and selecting, she found a Vietnamese woman whose passport showed the same birth date as hers, and gave her a Chinese name exactly like hers: Lin Jieyu. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ And that's how my wedding began. After completing all the legal procedures, my mother was overjoyed to see our names on the marriage certificate. My mother's name was also filled in the spouse section of my ID card. At the wedding banquet, when the officiant asked: " Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to spend your life with him?" At that moment, only I heard my mother softly say beside me, " I do!" I turned to look at her, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in her ear, " I do too, my dear wife. From today onwards, you are my wife." Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered back, " I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." And so, I married my mother. In our new home, she wore her wedding dress, and we, mother and son, completed our wedding night ritual. The next day, my mother gave the Vietnamese bride a considerable sum of money and bought her a plane ticket home, sending her back to Vietnam. The other step was for Mom to go home and confront Dad, explaining that she had known about his homosexuality for a long time. Dad, ashamed of his secret being exposed, agreed to divorce Mom, and the divorce was finalized that afternoon. He took the money and ran off with his gay lover. After everything was done, I hung my mom and my wedding photo on the wall of our new house. Although some of Mom's arrangements might have been legally questionable, things went surprisingly smoothly. Mom officially moved in with me and we began living as husband and wife. She also made a point of greeting the neighbors and introducing her husband—me. A few days later, everyone knew we were a couple, and Mom and I openly displayed our affection in public. That evening, Mom put on her wedding dress again, and after we kissed in the living room, I carried her to our new house. "Xiao Jie, how many children do you think we should have?" " Husband and son, I really want to have a lot of children with you, but I'm afraid that because we're so closely related, the children won't be healthy." Hmm…that's true. Then let's not have children, let's just stay together for life. Okay? My dearest mother. Hmm! Aren't you going to carry me inside? Mom wants you. Mom's concerns are valid. I don't want having children to affect our life as a couple. I carried Mom into the new house, put her on the bed, took off her dress, her sexy bra, and her lace panties. I also stripped naked, raised my penis, parted Mom's petals, and inserted it into Mom's overflowing vagina. Oh…good husband…good son…your cock is getting thicker and thicker…Mom loves your big cock…Mom loves being fucked by you the most…fuck Mom to death…dear son…oh…it's so great…fuck your little cunt Mom…call me…call me Mom…call me Xiao Jie…big cock brother… Mom…Xiao Jie…little cunt Mom…do you like your son fucking you…

I love it… Mom loves to have her own son penetrate her… So beautiful… So good… Mom’s pussy… Only for her own son to fuck… Oh… Fuck me… Fuck me… Mom is about to ascend to heaven… Ah… Hooray… So amazing… Oh…

My son and I cried out our lewd moans and cries without restraint in our new house, no longer afraid of being heard.

Mom… I’m going to cum…

Good… Mom wants to cum too… Ah…

My son and I reached orgasm at the same time.

Although we said we didn’t want her to get pregnant, my mother and I partied day and night and didn’t pay much attention to insurance, so she got pregnant. After discussing it, we decided to have an abortion because my mother, like me, didn’t want our world to be ruined.

Later, we wanted to completely avoid all the relatives and friends we had known before.

We moved to a place even further away to continue our loving life as mother and son.

The End.

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