[Incestuous Relationship with Married Women] Fantasy

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I'm a college student, and today I want to tell you a story about my mother and me.

We live in the countryside. My father died when I was very young, and my mother and I depended on each other. Now I'm 19. Because people in the countryside marry young, my mother gave birth to me when she was 20, so she was 39 at the time.

My mother wasn't pretty; she looked like an ordinary rural woman. She was 162 cm tall and I estimate she weighed over 120 kg (people in the countryside don't need to diet like city people; they don't care about that because they're busy working). Although she was a bit plump, she was very strong and sturdy. She could easily carry a sack of rice. My mother felt sorry for me and usually didn't let me do any chores.

I remember that summer was particularly hot. I don't know if it's because people in the countryside are naturally carefree, or if my mother always treated me like a child. I remember when we were both at home, she wore very little clothing, often just a loose t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. She often didn't wear a bra because she found it troublesome. Since her breasts were large, they would jiggle constantly, and you could even see her nipples up close.

I was a senior in high school then, fully mature physically, and seeing them aroused me intensely; my penis was constantly swollen. But reason told me this couldn't go on; she was, after all, my mother. I spent my days lost in these thoughts. But my mother was unaware of my desires and continued to flaunt her large breasts in front of me.

Several times, I was watching TV while she was bending over mopping the floor, and I could clearly see her breasts swaying rhythmically—it was incredibly alluring. And that wasn't all. We were poor and didn't have a shower; we bathed in a large wooden tub. A few times I accidentally bumped into her, but she never looked away, saying it was her child and it was alright. Even when changing clothes, she would only turn her back.

Even so, I didn't dare have any thoughts of inappropriate behavior towards my mother, because she was, after all, the mother who raised me from childhood. Several times, I couldn't resist anymore, so when she wasn't around, I'd take out the socks and underwear she'd changed out of and was about to wash and masturbate to release my pent-up emotions—it was incredibly stimulating.

One time, my bed frame broke for some reason, and there wasn't time to fix it that day, so I had to sleep in the same bed as my mother that night. I was more than happy to do so. When I lay in bed that night, my mother fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't fall asleep at all. Who could sleep with such

a voluptuous woman lying next to them? I slowly sat up, looking at my mother's full face and voluptuous body, and I had a strong urge to have sex with her, my penis becoming rock hard. I fantasized about having sex with my mother while masturbating, and soon my scalp tingled, and I felt waves of pleasure washing over me before I ejaculated… From then on, my desire to have sex with my mother grew stronger and stronger. I'd try to grope her whenever I felt like it, but I didn't dare to be too brazen, afraid of upsetting her and causing her to ignore me. My mother always thought I was just being childish and never took it seriously.

Because my mother was well-off, several men in the village wanted to marry her, especially a man named Wang Yi who pursued her relentlessly. But my mother always thought he would treat me badly, so she never agreed to be with him. Who knew he wouldn't give up and was still pursuing her, and my mother couldn't do anything about it.

Then one day, she suddenly heard that he had died. My mother was very sad when she found out, so she took me to pay her respects to him, wishing him a peaceful journey and that he wouldn't think of her anymore. Unbeknownst to me, her words were taken seriously, and a sudden idea flashed into my mind. It turns out that people in the countryside are very superstitious and believe in ghosts and spirits. My mother, in particular, believed 100% in ghosts and spirits; when I was little, she would drink incense ash from temples when I was sick. After making up my mind, I almost jumped for joy.

The next day at noon, Mom was still wearing her big t-shirt, washing clothes in the yard. Her large breasts bounced with the swinging laundry stick, arousing my lust. I couldn't resist any longer and decided to put my plan into action.

I went to the kitchen, took a sip of soapy water, and then ran to the yard where Mom was washing clothes. I grabbed my neck, rolled over on the ground, and pretended to be in pain, rolling around.

Mom was terrified. She quickly wiped her hands clean and ran to me, hugging me anxiously, saying, "Son, what's wrong? Don't scare Mom." Seeing Mom's appearance, I felt sorry for her and wanted to tell her I was lying. But then I thought that if Mom knew I was lying, she would never talk to me again.

I hardened my heart, rolled out of Mom's embrace, and took the opportunity to jump up and bang my head against a big tree, muttering incantations until my head bled. Then I turned to look at my mother and said in Wang Yi's tone,

"Yue'e (my mother's name), do you know who I am?"

My mother was an uneducated country girl and was terrified when she saw this. She didn't know I was lying to her. Seeing me foaming at the mouth, she thought Wang Yi had possessed her. After a long while, she whispered, "You...you are Wang Yi." I laughed like a madman and said, "You're right, Yue'e. I missed you so much. I came back this time for you." My mother bit her lip and said, "What do you want?" I said with a sinister smile, "You know best what I want, Yue'e. If you don't be with me today, I'll make your son and me die with you." My mother cursed, "You heartless bastard, you won't let me go even after you're dead! I'd rather die than agree!" "Haha, is that so?" I became furious and slammed my head against the tree again, making the branches shake.

My mother cried and pleaded, "Please, please stop torturing him! He's just a child. I promise you!" Seeing that my plan had succeeded, I ignored the blood still wet on my head and rushed over to hug and kiss my mother. At first, she kept pushing me away, but because she was strong, I could never reach her.

I couldn't help but roar angrily, "Do you even want your son to live?" Hearing this, my mother immediately gave up her last struggle. I took the opportunity to hug and kiss her. My mother was heavy, and I couldn't lift her, so I pushed and carried her down onto the bed in the room.

I quickly took off my clothes and pants, and seeing that my penis was already erect, I had to act.

Then, I hurriedly pulled down my mother's big shorts, revealing a patch of dark, shiny pubic hair, which looked very beautiful with its black and red tinges. Finally, I took off my mother's top, and what was revealed before my eyes were the pair of huge breasts that I had been longing for day and night.

Like a hungry beast, I buried my head deep into her breasts, licking them incessantly with my tongue until her nipples hardened and her large breasts were covered in saliva. Then I secretly glanced at my mother; her eyes were filled with tears, rolling down her cheeks, her lips tightly closed, clearly showing her deep grievance and sorrow. A wave of

guilt washed over me. I thought to myself, my mother is always so good to me, and I've treated her like this—I'm worse than an animal. But I couldn't bear to give up like this. Looking at that voluptuous body, lust finally overcame reason. I couldn't care less. I lowered my head and gently licked away her tears, then her eyes, nose, earlobes, and forehead. My mother seemed moved by my actions; she stopped crying, but kept her eyes tightly closed and remained motionless.

I licked down her neck, past her breasts, armpits, and belly, until I licked all ten of her toes. Then I parted her legs and thrust my penis into her vagina. I never imagined it would feel like this inside—warm and moist. Plus, Mom had remained chaste for so many years, so it was very tight inside, making it incredibly comfortable.

I lifted Mom's legs onto my shoulders and couldn't help but increase the frequency of my thrusts. With each thrust, Mom's large breasts moved, incredibly alluring. Later, Mom made "woo-woo" sounds, like a cry of pain mixed with a sound of excitement. This stimulated me even more, and I thrust even faster.

Normally, the first time is always particularly fast; I think it might be because I had masturbated the night before, which is why it lasted so long. After about a hundred more thrusts, I felt a surge of intense pleasure and couldn't hold back any longer. With a tremor, I ejaculated my virgin semen inside Mom's womb. Afterwards, my mind went blank, and I felt extremely tired, so I held Mom and fell asleep.

When I woke up, my mother was nowhere to be seen. I was afraid she might do something foolish, so I quickly got up to look for her, only to find her cooking dinner in the kitchen. Pretending not to know anything, I went over and said, "Mom, why did I suddenly faint? And why is my head bleeding? Did I see a ghost?" My mother quickly covered my mouth and said,

"Shh, don't speak so loudly, son. You did see a ghost, but don't be afraid. Mom will get someone to catch it tomorrow.

" Seeing that she actually believed what had happened, I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

The next day, my mother indeed brought a Taoist priest. The man was clearly a conman; after some charade, he claimed the ghost had been caught. My mother was overjoyed, gave him some money, and sent him away, thinking the ghost really wouldn't come back.

A few days later, around noon again, after a few days of rest, my penis started to stir again. Looking at my mother lying in bed sleeping, I wanted to take her. But then I thought that relying solely on ghost possession wasn't a long-term solution; I needed another way to possess her permanently.

Finally, I came up with an idea. I stripped off my clothes, went over, and pinned her down. My mother woke up startled, staring at me in surprise. I pretended to be Wang Yi and said, "Yue'e, you didn't expect me to come again, did you?" My mother stammered, "You...you weren't captured, were you?" I grinned maliciously and said, "He thinks he can capture me? He's a long way off." "Please, please let me go! Why are you haunting me?" my mother cried, begging me.

"Sigh, Yue'e, to be honest, I'm going to be reincarnated soon. This is the last time. I don't think you'll refuse." My mother had no other choice but to agree.

This time, Mom thought it was the last time. Unlike last time, she didn't just close her eyes and remain silent. Instead, she sat on me and started playing the "Guanyin sitting on a lotus" game with me. Just as she was getting into it, I suddenly shouted, "Mom, what are you doing?" Startled by my shout, she quickly got off me, covering her private parts with her hands, her face flushed with embarrassment, completely at a loss.

I found it amusing, but I remained calm, pretending not to know, and said, "Mom, why did you take off your clothes and climb on me?" Mom was too ashamed to look at me, saying, "Son, you have to believe Mom. Mom is saving you. You wouldn't understand even if I explained, but Mom would never harm you. Ah, I know, it must be his time to be reincarnated. I never thought this heartless bastard would try to harm me in the end… I… I…" Seeing that Mom had completely fallen into my trap, I knew it was time for me to speak. I looked at her and said, "Mom, I won't blame you. I know you did this for my own good." Hearing this, Mom finally dared to look up at me and said, "You're such a good child. I haven't raised you in vain." Seeing that the time was right, I said to her, "Mom, I felt so comfortable and happy when you sat on me just now. Your breasts are so beautiful. Can you sit on me again? Look how hard my penis is!" Upon hearing this, Mom's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly said, "Do you know what you're saying? This is incest! If people find out, I'll be drowned in a pig cage!" "Then why did you sit on me just now? Besides, if we don't tell anyone, no one will know. Come on, I really want to do it again!" I took the opportunity to coax Mom, rubbing my large penis against her body.

Mom was already flustered by my words, and having been widowed for many years and in her prime, she was even more at a loss after my teasing. She grabbed my penis with her hand and said, "Just this once, don't do it again next time, understand?" I quickly replied, "Okay, okay." She then used one hand to hold my penis and the other to support herself on the mat, slowly sitting down. When my penis was fully inside her, she even licked her lips with her tongue—it was so sexy.

I watched from below as my mother's breasts swayed with her body, and her ecstatic expression was a feast for the eyes. My mother's movements were rhythmic, starting slowly and gently, then gradually speeding up. Just as I was about to ejaculate, she would suddenly stop, repeating this several times before finally giving it her all and making me climax. The whole process was effortless; I didn't have to move a muscle—it was incredibly pleasurable.

Afterwards, I felt tired and wanted to sleep, but my mother, worried I was too hot to sleep, sat beside me, fanning me and stroking my hair until I fell asleep.

From then on, my mother became my tool for sexual release. We did it whenever we had free time, but sometimes she would stop me because she said I was growing and this would affect my development, and then she would send me back to my own bed. However, most of the time she would satisfy me because I knew she wanted it too.

I loved having my mother give me oral sex, and she loved doing it for me. To be honest, my mother's oral sex skills were top-notch. Her movements were very gentle. First, she would lick my entire penis wet with her mouth, and then she would swirl her tongue around the glans, occasionally licking my urethra, making my whole body tingle. Her mouth was big, so she could completely swallow my penis, but she knew how to control herself and usually wouldn't let me ejaculate in her mouth because she said it made her uncomfortable.

I also loved breast sex with my mother because her breasts were big and firm, and she could clamp my penis with just a squeeze of her hands. I would always ejaculate on her breasts and then spread them out with my hands because it made me feel a great sense of accomplishment. Although my mother didn't like me doing this, she couldn't do anything about it. We tried anal sex, but Mom said it hurt, so I didn't dare to penetrate her.

I sleep with Mom every day, and we can make love every day. I love Mom's vagina; it always makes me feel very good. Mom also gets pleasure from it. I told Mom that I want to make love with her for the rest of my life, but Mom said that when I'm old enough, I should get married, and as long as my wife doesn't object, she'll still make love with me.

The days I make love with Mom are really happy. Although I'm studying in Guangzhou now, I go home whenever I have free time. My classmates laugh at me for being so homesick at my age. How could they know my secret with Mom? I remember the first night I went home last time, I ejaculated three times. I don't know how much sperm I contributed to Mom during the whole vacation. When I went back to school, my classmates said I looked much thinner. But I've never told Mom that the ghost possession was my own doing. Who told her to be so stupid? But maybe even if Mom knew I lied to her, she wouldn't think she was too stupid now, because she can't live without my big cock either. Don't you think so?

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