Morning and evening

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The summer after I finished my second year of high school, my mother told me some news: one of my cousins had passed away. My grandfather was bedridden, and my father was unable to attend to the family, so

I had to handle the matter on behalf of the family. Here's what happened: My great-uncle's eldest son, the third son in the family, so I called him Third Uncle. My great-uncle went blind many years ago and recently developed dementia. My Third Uncle was a few years older than my father and taught middle school in town. For some reason, he couldn't have children, so he adopted a son, whom I call my cousin. He was a year older than me and had always been a good student. This time, he was admitted to one of the most prestigious universities in the country. These past few days, due to the hot weather, he went to swim in the river. It was the flood season, and the river level was very high. He was seen struggling in the middle of the river before sinking to the bottom. Then, a sudden downpour occurred, and he couldn't be rescued; his body was never found. It's estimated he was swept downstream. My third uncle and aunt lost their only adopted son, and the couple are constantly in tears. Because my mother's family used to work at a restaurant in town, and they were neighbors with my third uncle's family, and it was my third uncle who introduced my parents and facilitated their marriage, my mother asked me to visit this family. I brought some gifts and 1000 yuan, met my third uncle and aunt, and said a few words of comfort. Then I saw an admission notice under my uncle's portrait, which read, "Yang Wenjie, XX University officially admits you to the Department of Political Economy." A thought struck me. Seeing that no one was around, I said to my third uncle and aunt, "Third Uncle and Third Aunt, with my brother gone, this university spot is wasted. Why don't I go and take his place? Our names are only one character different. If my brother hadn't died, it wouldn't have affected this admission notice. In case something really happens..." "I've tested him. After I find a job, I can take care of Uncle and Aunt. You'll need someone to look after you when you're old."

Hearing this, my aunt looked at my uncle and said, "Wen Gang has been handsome since he was little. I wanted his mother to give him to me (I'm an illegitimate child), but his grandfather wouldn't agree. Now his father is in trouble, and there's no one to take care of him. It's reasonable for him to be our son; besides, he's a real relative. Wen Jie is probably someone we owed in a past life. We've spent so much energy on him, and he came to settle his grievances and left, causing us heartache..."

"Sigh, don't complain about the child's passing. You've wanted to adopt Wen Gang since you were little, and I've mentioned it. If he can truly be our son in place of Wen Jie, how could I disagree? But we still need to ask his mother's opinion.

" "Who knows about Wen Jie now?" I asked.

"Besides those swimmers by the river, nobody else knows. Even if I tell your mother, your blind grandfather doesn't know. He's confused; it's best not to tell him," my aunt said.

"That's easy. We'll go to the city today and ask my mom. She'll definitely agree," I said, patting my chest. That evening, I had my mom call my third uncle and aunt to tell them I agreed to be their son. Anyway, my grandfather has so much wealth; taking care of two elderly people wouldn't be a problem. Besides, my mom felt that she was able to marry into this wealthy family thanks to their help. The next morning, I went to their house early, formally addressed them as Dad and Mom, and then had my third uncle take the household registration book to the town police station, pretending that I had lost my ID card and had applied for a new one. I stayed overnight at my new adoptive parents' house, and the next day I invited them to come to the city with me to relax. Once in the city, I first arranged for them to stay at my house. My mother comforted them and showed them around the city. That day, I took them to a newly opened residential complex owned by my company and said to my new adoptive parents, "Dad, Mom, please choose an apartment in this complex so I can easily come and take care of you—I'll cover all the expenses." My new adoptive parents were a little embarrassed and stammered, "How can we do that? You're our son, we should give you..."

"Dad, Mom, please don't refuse. I have money now and the ability to take care of you," I said, and without further ado, I pulled them into the complex. The saleswoman who greeted us enthusiastically introduced the apartments... Soon after, my adoptive parents insisted that I choose the apartment type, so I selected a 140-square-meter apartment in the best location in the complex and insisted on purchasing it in my adoptive parents' names. Then I notified the company that I wouldn't buy the apartment and would give it to my adoptive parents in my name. Back at my biological mother's house, my third uncle and aunt were overjoyed, believing I truly treated them as my own parents. They felt it was their destiny to have someone to care for them. The next day, the company delivered the keys to them and gave them an additional 100,000 yuan, telling them to move in after the renovations were done. My third uncle said he wasn't yet of retirement age, so my third aunt could apply for medical retirement from the town kindergarten first… On August 22nd, I bought four plane tickets to X city. I told my adoptive parents I wanted to go to X city for a trip, and that it would also help me get into the prestigious university I would be attending. My adoptive parents and my mother were very happy, so the four of us bought tickets and went to X city. X city is a famous historical and cultural city with many tourist attractions. The four of us were overwhelmed with sights, and I was especially attentive to ensuring my three elders had a great time, making them very happy. They praised me as a filial son. My third uncle and aunt had completely recovered from the grief of losing their son and instead felt that they had been blessed to have such a sensible and wealthy son. That day, just as we were preparing to register at my future school, my third uncle received a call from his nephew, saying that his father, my third grandfather, had fallen and was seriously ill, and they needed to return home immediately… Reluctantly, I booked their return tickets so they could go back to their hometown first, leaving my mother to stay with me until the start of the semester.

After seeing my adoptive parents off, my mother and I went to school to register that afternoon. While waiting for the counselor to arrange my dormitory, I discovered that the hotels around the school were limited and all full. My mother didn't want to stay too far from the school, so I had to ask the counselor to arrange accommodation for her at the school. The school dormitories were quite poor, converted from old dormitories, costing 80 yuan per bed, with shared showers and toilets. Even so, some parents saved money by sleeping on the floor in the gymnasium for 20 yuan each. That evening, after dinner, my mother and I walked around the campus for a while. Since it was still quite hot in X city in September, my mother wore a white silk short-sleeved shirt and a dark yellow skirt that reached about her knees. I was wearing a t-shirt and black shorts. We arrived at the school garden, and every now and then we saw men and women walking by, chatting and laughing. When we walked behind the artificial hill in the park, we saw a man and a woman kissing. I felt a surge of desire within me—even when I was with my adoptive parents a few days ago, I didn't dare to be intimate with my mother. I pulled my mother to sit on the veranda, and my hand wandered to her chest. I touched it; it was hard. I knew my mother was wearing a bra. My mother seemed a little worried that we were on campus, so she stood up, pretending to brush her hair aside, and took the opportunity to pull down her blouse and skirt. Of course, I wasn't going to give up. I pulled my mother's hand and made her sit on my lap. From a distance, I looked down and kissed my mother's neck, but she tensed up and leaned back, quickly getting off my lap. At this moment, I hugged my mother tightly, and she placed one hand on my face. I said, "Mom, let me kiss you like they do, and then I'll leave." Reluctantly, my mother kissed me, and we stood up. I then escorted her back to her dormitory. When we arrived at her assigned room, I found that most of the other parents had already left. I quickly pulled my mother to sit down and buried my head in her cleavage. My mother immediately pushed me away, saying, "Close the door, close the door." I quickly closed the door and then pounced on my mother. Then she said, "The light's on; everyone outside can see." It turned out the dormitory had no curtains, and the incandescent bulbs were indeed very bright. I had no choice but to get up and turn off the light. By the light of the streetlamp outside, I looked at my mother's voluptuous body, my eyes burning with desire. I immediately pressed myself against her, unbuttoned her shirt, and reached behind her to unhook her bra, taking turns sucking on her breasts. A little while later, I unzipped her skirt, and without waiting to take it off, I simply lifted it up, pulled down her panties, leaving only her left ankle, and then took off my shorts. Bare-bottomed, I thrust my already erect penis into my mother's warm vagina. Just as we were passionately thrusting and enjoying the tingling stimulation, my mother suddenly pushed me away and whispered, "Someone's coming!" I got up and listened. Sure enough, I heard a noise at the door, followed by a knocking sound. I quickly pulled on my underwear, turned on the light, and asked, "Who is it?" I glanced back at my mother and saw that she had already pulled down her skirt and was tucking her underwear under her pillow. Then she quickly pulled up her bra and buttoned her shirt. Just then, a northern accent came from outside: "It's me, the one who lives here." I opened the dormitory door and saw my classmate Ma XX's mother standing there, dragging a large suitcase. I quickly said, "Auntie, you haven't left yet?"

"Yeah, why did you two lock the door so early..."

"My mom is leaving tomorrow too. I thought there was no one else around, so I wanted to stay with her a little longer. The hallway was empty, and I was a little scared, so I closed the door..." As I explained, I let her in. Then I turned around and saw my mom sitting on the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed, her hair a little messy, and the bottom button of her shirt was undone, and part of her skirt was folded inside.

"What? Did Auntie disturb your intimate time with your son? I noticed the lights weren't on, but the door was locked, so I knocked to try, and sure enough, someone was there, haha," Huang's mother laughed heartily. "I really envy your mother; her eldest son is so attached to her. Unlike me, when I told him I missed the bus, he kept nagging me. I asked him to come and talk to me a little longer, but he wouldn't. He just dropped me off at the door and went back to his dorm."

Seeing how cheerful Huang's mother was, I felt relieved and replied, "I have to go back soon too. I'm going to a military training camp early tomorrow morning..."

Then I said to my mother, "I'm leaving now." My mother hummed in agreement, but she knew I was holding back my anger. I was inwardly cursing Huang's mother for coming at such an inopportune time. I reached the entrance of the first floor of the dorm, and just as I stepped out, I suddenly remembered that there were so many empty rooms. Why did my mother have to share a room with her? So I said to the auntie managing the dorm at the entrance, "Auntie, are there many empty rooms now?"

"Ah, only a few parents are left."

"Auntie, could you please arrange a room for my mom? The auntie in the room snores, and my mom can't sleep well at night..."

"It's so late, who's going to prepare a single room for you? I'd have to do that myself. Here, give me another 50 yuan, and I'll find you a room where no one is around."

I immediately took out 50 yuan and gave her a key. I looked at it and saw it was room 401. Wasn't that the room my mom was currently staying in? But remembering Auntie Huang's hearty laughter and the strong personality of a northern woman, I didn't object. I went upstairs. When I got to the third floor, I walked to the side of the hallway and called my mom, saying, "Mom, I'll ask the auntie downstairs to arrange a single room. You can go to room 401 next door in 5 minutes." Then I quietly went to the door of room 401, opened the door with the key, and closed it without locking it. A few minutes later, a plump figure pushed the door open a crack and slipped in, then quickly turned around and locked the door. I looked: Who else could it be but my mom? She casually turned off the light and went to the bed near the door where I was sitting. I quickly got up and pulled her down to lie down. We were both relieved, knowing no one else would come. When I undressed, I saw my mother had already taken off her top and was lying flat on the bed. I skillfully unhooked her bra for the second time, then took off her skirt. Sure enough, she hadn't put on her underwear yet. Without any foreplay, I directly penetrated her vagina. My mother naturally opened her legs, forming an M shape, cooperating with my earlier unfinished movements. This time, I had no more reservations and began thrusting skillfully; I don't know why... Suddenly, I thought of Huang's mother next door, with her round, northern-style face, narrow eyes, and long, drawn-on black eyebrows… I was actually having sex with my mother, and Huang's mother came to mind. I composed myself and felt a little guilty towards my mother, so I looked at my mother beneath me again. I saw her eyes half-closed, her whole body trembling rhythmically with my thrusts, and she was saying from time to time, "Gently, gently." I paused my thrusting and whispered in my mother's ear, "It's okay, Huang's mother can hear us, she might even envy that we're closer than other mothers and sons." My mother, still timid, lowered her voice and said, "You're shameless... How could I have given birth to such a curse... Ah-ah, stop talking, hurry up and finish, you have to go to military training early tomorrow morning..." Because I hadn't had sex with a woman for a while, my testicles were well-stocked with semen. I lay on top of my mother, sometimes thrusting violently, then slowing down to reduce my excitement when I reached a climax. After several waves of this, I felt my mother's vaginal lubrication overflowing. I felt my penis... Like being submerged in warm, soft oil, under the streetlights outside, I looked at my mother beneath me. Her face was as red as a ripe apple, her large breasts trembling slightly, her eyes half-closed, her face stiff, only her breathing labored, occasionally letting out a low moan. An uncontrollable excitement surged through my glans, and I involuntarily thrust my hips a few times, ejaculating hot semen. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah! Ah!"... My mother also gasped, letting out a few "ahs," not caring if the walls could hear. After a series of thrusts, I slowly rolled off my mother and lay down beside her. My mother then quickly got up and used tissues from her pocket to clean the sheets beneath us. I felt utterly exhausted and let my mother clean up the mess, quickly falling asleep. Not long after, my mother shook me awake, saying, "Honey, go back to the dorm to sleep. You have to go to the military camp for training early tomorrow morning." See, your temporary squad leader even called you. I said, "Go back right now!" I muttered a few complaints under my breath, but could only get up, put on my clothes, and say goodbye to my mother. As I reached the stairwell, I saw someone coming out of the nearby restroom—it was Aunt Huang. Our eyes met, and I forced myself to remain calm, saying, "Goodnight, Auntie." Aunt Huang replied expressionlessly, "Oh, you're gone?!"

On the campus path at night, I felt the warmth and lubrication of my mother's love juice still clinging to my genitals. I felt a sense of peace after satisfaction, and my steps were light. I quickly returned to my dormitory and found that all the lights were off. A classmate turned on a flashlight for me, and I thanked him. I climbed onto my upper bunk, still wanting to savor the pleasure I had just experienced, but I fell into a deep sleep within minutes.

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