Straightforward sex

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Those who haven't been to the North won't know how cold it is. The land is icy and snowy, the wind is biting, and water freezes instantly. It's not just cold, it's freezing—freezing to the skin, to the bone, to the soul. Especially for someone like me who just came from the South, it's very uncomfortable and unsettling. I can't wear tank tops, I can't wear shorts without a bra, so naturally, I won't hear my wife say, "Men wearing shorts without a bra are the sexiest and most alluring when they run." Of course, I also can't see my wife's sexy and alluring outfits.

I imagine my wife's sexy figure, wearing a semi-transparent deep-V top without a bra and only thin, tight hot pants. With just a slight bend, her two large breasts would be completely exposed to anyone opposite her, and the tight hot pants would make her pert buttocks even more prominent. The front was even more alluring; the shape of her labia was clearly visible through the thin, tight hot pants, even the pubic hair was faintly visible, making her more sexy, more seductive, and more alluring than if she were completely naked.

It would be another two weeks before I could go back. Damn business trip, damn this godforsaken place, in this damn climate, all I could do was reminisce about spring flowers and willow catkins…

My name is Jiang Shang, and I grew up in the hot south. I remember when I was little, our area was still a rural area. Teams formed villages, and villages connected to form townships, and above that were towns and cities. A team might have several courtyards, some only one or two. Our team was neither too big nor too small, consisting of three large courtyards: upper, middle, and lower. Of course, there were also a few scattered households outside the three main courtyards. The whole team had about a hundred households, and the population was quite large then, with four or five people in each family.

Due to the one-child policy, and my father being the village head, I was an only child, and everyone called me Jiang the Young Man.

I don't remember when I started having memories, but the first image I have is of myself sleeping naked in bed, with my parents naked and engaged in sexual intercourse outside the bed. This might be the first image in my memory, or perhaps it was solidified by many similar scenes over the years, day after day, year after year, that deeply etched the image of naked men and women in sexual intercourse into my mind.

The woman most vividly remembered is undoubtedly my mother—Zhang Li. She had a slightly round face, delicate features etched on her fair skin, and was kind, gentle, and generous. My childhood in the countryside was wonderful. We worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, without clamor or snobbery, simple and honest, helping and cooperating with each other, like one big family.

The most memorable image for me was, of course, the image of naked men and women in sexual intercourse. I remember it was an early summer evening; although it was early summer, it was already so hot that people were only wearing thin shirts. My parents returned from the fields as usual. After dinner, the three of us took a bath. My parents and I sat naked in the wooden tub, as always, without any embarrassment. It seemed like it had always been this way, unlike the various customs and behaviors seen in the city nowadays.

My father was always the fastest; he was naked and back in the bedroom in no time, leaving only my mother and me. My mother slowly dried me, seemingly enjoying the coolness of the water. Her large breasts brushed against my body and face from time to time, and a strange feeling I had never experienced before rose in my chest. I didn't know what it was. I remained seated, letting my mother gently hold me and wipe me again and again, but my eyes involuntarily stared at my mother's thick pubic hair. I had an urge to part that thick pubic hair and see the mystery hidden below.

Finally, my mother finished washing me and started washing herself. I had never bathed my mother before. For some reason, that day, when I was thirteen, I suddenly said to her, "Mom, let me help you dry off!" My mother was taken aback for a moment, then said, "My boy has finally grown up and is starting to think about helping his mother bathe. Okay!" After saying that, my mother handed me a towel.

I stood up with the towel. At thirteen, I was almost as tall as my mother. When my mother saw me stand up, she sat down just like I had done. Since we were facing each other, as soon as my mother sat down, she noticed that my penis was erect, right in front of her mouth. My mother reached out, one hand supporting my thigh, the other hand using two fingers to pinch and slide my penis a couple of times. "Looks like my boy has really grown up. Without realizing it, his peanut-sized penis is almost as big as your father's."

The moment my mother pinched my penis, I felt the blood rushing through my body, almost boiling. My penis became harder and bigger, even throbbing twice in my mother's fingers, getting bigger and harder until it almost reached the top of my mother's head.

My mother, of course, noticed the change in my penis. She squeezed it hard with two fingers again: "Hehe, it seems I underestimated our little Shang. He's almost catching up with your father, and now he's even surpassed him when he's hard.
Hmm, it should be about fifteen or sixteen centimeters long. I'll measure it for you when we get back inside."

Just as I was wondering how to answer, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a man's voice: "Is the village chief home?" Our house was laid out like most houses in the village: the bedroom was on the left, a small hall in the middle, and the kitchen and bathhouse on the right. The door was in the kitchen. Each room had a door, but none of them were installed, so the whole house actually only had one door: the kitchen.

My father heard the call from inside the house: "Zhang Li, open the door." My mother heard the knock, the man's voice outside, and my father's voice from inside the house. She helped me up from the bathtub, and my penis slid from my mother's neck all the way to her navel. It felt so good, indescribable. But my mother was already naked when she went to open the door. Watching my mother's large breasts and snowy buttocks sway as she moved, I swallowed hard, feeling an unprecedented dryness in my mouth.

My mother opened the door, and a man came in. Seeing my mother's naked body, still wet with water droplets, he glanced inside and said, "Sister Zhang is taking a bath? Is Xiao Shang here too? I need to see the village chief, you two go ahead with your business." He then went into the inner room. My mother nodded, closed the door again, and came back.

My mother was still sitting in the basin. I took a towel and started wiping her from her neck down, slowly, again and again. Because my mother was sitting with her legs stretched out, I could no longer stand in front of her. I could only stand to her side and bend over to wipe her body. This meant that my erect penis would occasionally rub against my mother's body...

As I wiped her body, my mother slowly closed her eyes. Slowly, I reached my mother's large, white breasts and couldn't resist abandoning the towel, directly rubbing them with my hands. I glanced at my mother sideways and saw that she still had her eyes closed. Emboldened, I moved around to face her, parted her legs, sat down, stretched my legs out, and placed her legs on top of mine.

At this moment, my penis was pressing against her lower abdomen in the water. My mother didn't open her eyes and slowly lay back, resting at a 30-degree angle against the edge of the tub. This made it inconvenient for me to scrub her, so I lifted her legs again, intending to stand to the side and scrub her instead.

Just then, my father and the man who had gone in came out and said in our direction, "I'm going out for a bit. I don't know when I'll be back. Don't wait for me." Then they left. Mom opened her eyes and saw the door wasn't closed, so she said, "Xiao Shang, go close the door."

After closing the door, I came back to continue scrubbing Mom's body, but no matter where I stood, it wasn't easy to scrub her since she was almost lying flat. The bathtub was only so wide, and although it was long enough, there was no room for Mom to stand behind her, and the sides were too hunched over. There was only room in front of her, but she was lying down. Seeing that Mom's eyes were closed, I simply lay down diagonally beside her, one hand supporting myself on the bottom of the tub, and the other hand scrubbing her body. But after a while, my hand supporting myself on the bottom of the tub started to go numb, so I had to lean over Mom and rub her breasts with both hands.

"Sit up and scrub me. Aren't you afraid of hunching Mom's back by pressing so heavily on her?" Mom suddenly opened her eyes and said.

I straddled Mom's thighs, and for some reason, my penis was still erect today. It felt better the more I rubbed against Mom's body, so I sat on Mom's lap, scrubbing her body while gently rocking back and forth.

The tense moment arrived. I'd touched my mother's large, white breasts countless times while sleeping, as if I'd always slept with them close to my mother's breasts since I can remember. But I'd never really looked at or touched that mysterious place under my mother's pubic hair. Perhaps it was because I developed a dependence on my mother's large breasts when I was a baby, and thus, I'd always only loved my mother's breasts. But I don't know why, but today, I felt an urge to explore my mother's mysterious triangle.
I stood up, spread my mother's legs, sat between them, and continued to scrub my mother's back. While scrubbing her inner thighs, I deliberately lifted my mother's legs out of the water, parted her pubic hair with my fingers, and saw a fleshy slit. On either side of the slit, there were two flat pieces of flesh. I couldn't resist parting the pieces, but I couldn't see anything inside. I stuck a finger in... but I couldn't reach the bottom. It was warm and slightly gripping, feeling slippery, and the flesh inside seemed to be moving.

I saw my mother's mouth slightly open, and her nipples hardened. I was very familiar with this expression; my mother always had this expression when she had sex with a man. I was a little scared. Dad went out, and the man who came earlier left with him. What if Mom wanted to have sex now?

I quickly helped Mom wipe her body: "Mom, all done." Mom opened her eyes, glared at me, sat up, and turned around. I quickly wiped her back again, thinking about the problem.

"Mom, Dad said he doesn't know when he'll be back. The man who came to see Dad left with him. What are you going to do tonight?"

"They have things to do. Mom has you with her tonight, right?"

"But I don't know how, and besides, I'm still young!"

Mom turned around and grabbed my penis: "Still young? It's bigger than your father's. It's okay."
I was so excited! "Is...is it okay? Is it really...really okay?"

Mom smiled and said, "Of course it's okay. Sigh, I didn't realize I'd grown up so much. Luckily, it's not too late, and no one beat me to it."

Finally, I could have sex. Hehe...hehe...I felt so good! I'm so excited! After all these years, after countless days and nights of longing, today, I can finally make love!

Sex is very open-minded in our area. Due to poverty, most families only have one bedroom and one large bed, so you could say parents start teaching by example from a young age. Since the weather is around 30 degrees Celsius for most months, everyone basically lies naked in bed at night. But from the time children are old enough to understand, they are taught that they are not allowed to have sex before a certain age, because premature ejaculation can harm a man's physical development. The same applies to women; they are not allowed to have sex until they are fully developed. They're all my children, and every parent wants their child to be healthy and without any defects later in life. That's why I'm so happy.
Due to limited information and transportation in rural areas, and the difficulty of connecting with big cities, very few people wore bras even in the late 1980s. Basically, everyone wore a thin shirt when going out to work, only wearing trousers when working in grassy areas to avoid getting pricked by the grass. It was already hot, and working made it even more strenuous, so men generally only wore shorts, and women mostly wore a thin long-sleeved shirt, either round-necked or with suspenders—it was both a shirt and a skirt, easy to wash when dirty… Unlike people in the city now, who wear thinner clothes if they don't want to wear a bra and even use nipple covers.

Clothing was casual, and so was sex. Working in the fields, it was common to have sex on the spot when the mood struck, without the pretense of propriety found in cities today. During the busy farming season, everyone helps each other, and group sex is commonplace. Any woman who isn't newlywed can participate. The reason is that newlywed women are expected to guarantee the child is their husband's, which is unacceptable. Therefore, most women who have given birth to their last child will get an IUD to avoid future pregnancies and potential health problems.

My mother has a very strong sex drive. Except for her period, she basically needs sex every night, and every few days she'll have sex with several men simultaneously to be satisfied. If my father is asked to help someone, that man usually stays to keep my mother company overnight. Tonight, that man left with my father; I guess several men went to take care of someone's wife at the same time.
[The End]

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