Big-breasted lover

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My sister-in-law was learning computers and had even gone to a hotel. The morning sun had already illuminated the white curtains. Beside the white curtains, a woman in her thirties lay with her legs wide open, and male semen was still flowing from her genitals. A boy of only seventeen or eighteen years old was lying on top of her. The two of them were motionless, like the dead. Or perhaps they had fallen into a deep sleep, paralyzed from overexertion. Why were two people of such different ages lying together on the same bed? Heh…heh…the story begins! My father had already passed away before I was born. I now live with my mother, who is a doctor. We live happily together. Our house has four bedrooms, a living room, a bathroom, a toilet, and a kitchen. As I get older, I often feel an unbearable heat, and my penis often becomes erect automatically. My mother, although 38 years old, still retains her charm. She has a classic oval face, curved eyebrows, a straight nose, rosy lips, high and full breasts, and her walk is accompanied by a pert, round buttocks and long, shapely legs. Traffic accidents frequently happen around her when she's out and about; she might accidentally bump into a lamppost, or she might hit pedestrians or bump into oncoming cars while driving. My mother, however, doesn't seem to care much about her surroundings in front of me. She often runs around in her pajamas, laughing and playing with me. Seeing my radiant mother like this only fuels my desire, but a hidden fear also lingers. I know that as we grow older, we will eventually have to separate, but I truly don't want to be apart from my mother. Sometimes, I would look at my mother longingly and ask, "Mom, can we live together forever and never be apart?" My mother would laugh and gently pinch my cheek, "Silly child, when you grow up you'll get married and won't remember your mother anymore." I would blush and protest, "I don't want a wife! I just want to live with Mom forever." My mother would hug me and laugh, "Silly child! How can a man not want a wife? Mom wants to be with you forever too, but Mom can't be your wife." I was very confused. Why couldn't my mother be my wife? As the days passed and I grew up, I finally understood why my mother couldn't be my wife, but the desire in my heart burned even more fiercely. My beautiful mother had always been the object of my sexual fantasies. My first masturbation was a fantasy of holding my mother's snow-white, plump buttocks from behind and thrusting into her until I ejaculated. One late night, as I got out of bed to use the restroom, I passed by the study and inadvertently noticed a soft light emanating from the half-open door, along with faint moaning sounds. Thinking my mother must be ill, I casually called out softly. Perhaps my voice was too soft, for there was no response. I gently pushed the door open to check, and just as I assumed my mother had fallen asleep from exhaustion, what greeted my eyes was a scene that stirred my soul and made my blood boil! "Oh my!" I could hardly believe my eyes: my usually serious, dignified, and elegant mother was now lying naked on her desk, her purple business suit, matching bra, and panties spilling onto the carpet, her delicate hands kneading her full, plump breasts. The squeezed breasts bulged out from between the fingers, appearing exceptionally smooth and tempting under the soft light, making one yearn to bite them. Meanwhile, the other hand gently caressed the swollen vulva. (34gbo adult site incestuous candid self-shot adult content collection se.34gbo.)Although the lighting and distance prevented me from getting a full glimpse of her vulva, it wasn't hard to guess that the middle finger my mother was pressing against, swirling around her clitoris, was the very spot on her erogenous zone. Her long, slender legs were spread wide, her slightly pink hair was disheveled, her eyes were tightly closed, and she uttered seductive, lewd moans: "Ah...it itches...it itches so much...hum...big cock...I want...I want it..." Her flawless, soft body trembled and swayed, her snow-white, mature buttocks dancing wildly towards the door, completely exposed before my eyes. This sight left this hot-blooded young man breathless and speechless with longing. Despite the pangs of conscience condemning his indecent act of spying on his mother, he couldn't bear to look away. Even though she was his own mother, such a beautiful, wanton, naked body was irresistible to anyone! Just then, his mother suddenly let out a high-pitched moan: "Oh...no...it's...it's coming..." She arched her back, her body convulsing, and a large gush of slightly milky-white fluid flowed from between her plump buttocks, overflowing like a burst dam, running down the desk and onto the carpet, soaking a large patch. Her plump, protruding vulva, cupped in her small hands, thrust forward with all its might. This lewd and wanton scene made even his manhood harden, his glans swelling with an unprecedented, unbearable, explosive sensation. Facing this naked, beautiful, mature woman lying before him was none other than his beloved mother, with whom he had long harbored incestuous thoughts? If it weren't for my remaining moral compass and reverence for my mother, I believe I would have long since lost control and rushed into the room to commit that unforgivable act… I quickly retreated, the scene of that arousing, blood-pumping erotic play deeply etched in my mind, and I began to form my own ideas. One night, I finally mustered the courage to ask her to sleep together. At first, she refused, but after a little coaxing, she ignored me. Once my mother was asleep, I did what I did when I was a child: I placed my feet on top of her. The difference was, when I was a child, it was for comfort, and now it was for my little brother's comfort. I gently shook my mother twice, but she didn't move, only breathing deeply. I placed my left foot on top of her right foot, and my little brother against her left thigh. It felt so good! I closed my eyes and gently swayed and rubbed myself, finding it much more comfortable than using my hands. In less than ten minutes, I ejaculated, feeling incredibly good. I fell asleep on top of my mother like that. The next morning, I looked at my shorts a little guiltily, afraid my mother would find out, but nothing seemed amiss; they were dry from the heat and the fan had dried them long ago. For the next few nights, I would take advantage of my mother's sleep and lie on top of her to relieve myself. She didn't know. Since I had stopped masturbating, I slept very soundly after relieving myself on her lap each night. My mother was a little bothered by me lying on top of her every morning, but if I sweet-talked her, she would ignore it. One night, I lay on top of my mother again, my penis rubbing against her thighs, my hands gently caressing her breasts. Her breasts slowly hardened, and her breathing became rapid, but she still didn't wake up. After a long while, I felt a jolt in my back, my penis twitched violently, and I ejaculated. But I still felt unsatisfied. I lay on top of my mother again, but my crotch was wet and uncomfortable. I got up, took off my shorts, threw them on the bedside table, and, naked, wanted to lie on top of my mother again. But then Mom suddenly bent her left leg, which startled me. I thought she had woken up, but she was still breathing soundly as if she were asleep. Looking closer, I realized my shorts had fallen to her feet, and the wet crotch was pressed against her leg. She felt uncomfortable, so she bent her leg. But now I couldn't keep pressing down on her. I wanted to put her leg down, but I was afraid to do so too hard, lest I wake her. I couldn't put it down, and I was sweating profusely, staring at her knee, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, I looked at the back of her knee and had an idea. I put my penis between her knees, inserted it, held her calf with my left hand and her thigh with my right, and gently lifted her leg, pressing it slightly inwards to clamp my penis. Then I gently began to thrust. Ah, those beautiful legs clamping my penis felt so good! I thought to myself, this is what sex really is like, much more comfortable than just lying on my mother's thighs to release my pent-up desire. Watching the flesh of her beautiful legs ripple and swell with my thrusts was so stimulating! After about a hundred thrusts, I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. A rapid stream of milky white semen sprayed out, a small portion landing on the sheets, and the majority on my mother's other snow-white leg. I felt a wave of drowsiness wash over me, and I gently released my mother's thighs. Perhaps because I had bent her legs for too long, she straightened them as soon as I released her. I lay on top of her without even putting on my shorts and fell asleep as usual. The next morning, I found myself wearing shorts, not the ones from the night before. My mother looked at me with a slightly strange expression. My mother is always the first one up in our house every morning; she makes breakfast before waking me. I was stunned. "Mom must have found out!" Of course she did. There was a large yellowish substance on my legs and the sheets when I woke up, and I was lying naked on top of her. After breakfast, Mom sighed and said to me, "Honey, you need to focus on your studies and not think about anything else. Your task now is to study hard." I lowered my head and nodded. Mom seemed to want to say something, but she didn't. I quickly finished my breakfast and practically ran off to school. I didn't dare think about anything today... For several days, I didn't dare to sleep on top of Mom, let alone touch her legs. But after a week, I couldn't hold back anymore; a week of holding back was unbearable. That night, I guessed Mom was asleep, so I gently touched her. There was no response, so I impatiently pressed myself against her and rubbed my penis against her. This time, I didn't dare to use her legs to penetrate her vagina like last time. After ejaculating three times, my crotch was completely soaked. After I finished, I fell asleep immediately. Now, I dare not sleep on top of Mom again. I had just fallen asleep when I suddenly felt someone pulling down my pants. I groggily opened my eyes and saw it was my mother. I was instantly jolted awake; my pants were covered in semen! I stammered, "Mom..." My mother snorted, tossed a clean pair of underwear onto my bare penis, and whispered, "Put it on yourself. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Then she took my wet, semen-stained underwear to the bathroom. So, Mom wasn't asleep... The next morning, I secretly glanced at Mom. She seemed normal, so she wasn't angry with me. That meant I could still... So tonight, I couldn't wait to press myself against her again. This time, I didn't even bother to check if she was asleep. I had thought it through during the day. I'm the most beloved son in the family, my studies make Mom happy, and my performance at school makes her proud in front of relatives and friends. Even if Mom wasn't happy, she wouldn't be too angry. If she were, she would have given me a good scolding for the time I sprayed semen on her legs. Sure enough, when I pressed myself against my mother's legs, she moved slightly, but then gave in. I pressed my penis tightly against her thigh, nestled my head near her ear, inhaling her scent, and wrapped my left arm around her waist (I was sleeping on her left side). I began to move rhythmically. Slowly, my hand moved up her waist, eventually reaching her breasts. My mother tensed up immediately, and with a "smack," she slapped my hand away. I touched her again, and she slapped it away again. I had no choice but to obediently hold her waist and move back and forth on her full thighs. My mother closed her eyes, remaining motionless and letting me do as I pleased. Every night, my mother would let me hold her, using her beautiful legs to release my pent-up desire. Afterward, she would get out of bed to get me a clean pair of underwear to change into, and take the dirty ones to soak and wash the next day. I had to wear two pairs of underwear every day, which was really annoying. Finally, after falling asleep one night, I hugged my mother again, wanting to do it, but she wouldn't let me. She whispered, "No, not tonight. If you get wet, you won't have any pants to change into." I panicked and hugged her, whispering, "Mom, but I feel uncomfortable. Let me do it." My mother firmly refused and pushed me away. I had no choice but to go to sleep, but I was used to relieving myself before sleeping every night, and now how could I sleep like this? I tossed and turned, my little brother almost bursting through my pants. Seeing me like this, my mother thought I couldn't sleep without relieving myself, so she said, "Mommy... how about I help you with my hand?" Her voice trembled, and her expectant, shy eyes were tempting. In the bedroom, my mother turned on the bedside lamp, dimmed the light, and sat on the edge of the bed, at a loss. I stood in front of my mother and gently unzipped my pants. I was too shy; my penis was limp. I had come this far; I couldn't hesitate. I mustered my courage and pulled my mother's hand over to grasp my penis... My mother turned her head to the side, her slender fingers encircling and stroking my penis. Her nails were neatly trimmed, the calluses on her fingers worn away, leaving them smooth and translucent. Her warm, jade-like hand...She held my penis, her fair fingers gently gliding over the glans. A jolt of electricity shot through my penis and through my entire body, causing it to quickly become erect. My mother was surprised by the size of my penis and turned her head, her face full of doubt. One small hand could only grasp half of it, and after a slight hesitation, the other small hand joined in. The two hands alternated in stroking, and soon my penis was throbbing with veins, pulsating in my mother's warm little hands. "Baby, is this how it is?" "Oh, Mom, you're doing so well..." Strangely enough, at this moment I felt more of a satisfied excitement. My mother's strokes became more and more ecstatic, and there were already tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, but I had no desire to ejaculate for a long time. "Mom, I want to do it on your feet..." "So many things? Really..." My mother glanced at me shyly, her expression a little strange, but she still leaned back on the bed. I grasped my mother's fair, delicate feet and pulled them in front of me, my penis rubbing against the smooth instep, tracing circles of sticky fluid. Such beautiful, tender little feet; no wonder the ancients called women's feet "golden lotuses." The skin was thin, white, and tender, with the veins faintly visible beneath. I squeezed my penis between my mother's soft soles and began thrusting. The lines of her soles rubbed against her foreskin, the pleasure growing stronger with each wave. My mother, ticklish, giggled softly and pulled her legs back, but I stubbornly grabbed her ankles and pulled them back. My glans darted between her slender toes, and my mother's shoulders trembled with laughter. I wanted to suck on her toes, but I didn't dare. After playing with my mother's beautiful feet to my heart's content, my glans swelled as if it were about to explode. I took a step forward, kneeling on the bed, and placed my penis against my mother's cheek. My mother knew I was about to ejaculate and quickly grabbed some paper to soak up all my thick semen. "Mom, I'm going back..." Mom kept her lips tightly shut and didn't say a word. I fled back to the bedroom in a disheveled state, panting heavily. In one night, I had lustfully violated Mom's slender hands, jade feet, and beautiful legs. This was just the beginning. I wanted to slowly devour Mom's body little by little until I possessed her entire delicate body... A few days later, after I made various excuses and insisted, Mom started wearing very sexy clothes every time she helped me masturbate, exposing her arms and beautiful legs to my gaze. We had developed a subtle understanding. A glance or a gesture would lead us into the bedroom. Mom no longer avoided my penis, sometimes even staring at it intently, forgetting to masturbate. I wasn't satisfied with Mom just using her hands; violating her beautiful little mouth became the next target. I thought of a plan, and today Mom had her hair piled up high like a ballerina, as if she had prepared it specifically for me to perform oral sex. It was still early after dinner, and Mom hadn't changed out of her pajamas yet. She was wearing a slip dress, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white back. She wore a pair of small sandals. Knowing I loved her feet, Mom took special care of them, her toenails painted with rose-colored nail polish, making them exceptionally sexy. I couldn't wait any longer, so I gave Mom a hint and stood in front of her, unbuckling my belt. "Hmph! So eager..." Mom glanced at me shyly, her small hands simultaneously grasping my penis. Her soft fingers were already very familiar with the shaft in her grasp, slowly stroking it up and down, with light and gentle pressure. "Ugh... Mom..." I suppressed my urge... "Mom... I need to pee..." "Go away..." Mom knew I wanted to enjoy the caress of her fingers a little longer, so she deliberately made an excuse! But she didn't say anything. I rushed into the bathroom and stroked it up and down, fantasizing about raping Mom in various lewd positions. My penis, already aroused by Mom, ejaculated in no time. I carefully washed away the remaining fluid and returned to Mom's side. "You were gone for so long?" Mom was a little suspicious. "I was so full and uncomfortable, I couldn't pee for a long time." I covered it up, and Mom chuckled. "Let's go to Mommy's bedroom!" I looked at my mother's lips, my heart pounding with excitement. "Hmm, it's hard to get it out today..." Mom had been fiddling with it for a while, and my penis was erect, but I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate so quickly. After a few masturbations, Mom wasn't as shy as the first time, and she leaned closer to examine my penis. "I don't know why, maybe I'm just used to Mommy's fingers?" I tried to find a reasonable explanation. "If it really doesn't work, let's do it tomorrow..." Mom seemed to want to give up. "How can that be? I feel so uncomfortable like this..." I was getting closer to my goal, and I could clearly hear my heart pounding. "Mommy, use your mouth to help me come?" "You little rascal... I'm not coming..." Mom's shy expression returned. The previous times I ejaculated on Mom's face, I deliberately rubbed the head of my penis against the corner of her mouth, as if I wanted to crawl inside. Mom knew exactly what I wanted to do, and she knew I would have this kind of inappropriate thought sooner or later. Today it finally came, but she was a little flustered. "Mom, I can use your hands and feet, why can't I use your mouth? Please, Mom..." I persisted, cupping my mother's cheeks in my hands, tilting her head back until her lips were inches from my glans. "Okay, but this is my first time doing this to someone, you..." My mother's throat bobbed, and she whispered with her eyes closed, her expression incredibly cute. "Then Mom, be careful to open your little mouth..." Hearing that this was my mother's first time, I excitedly cupped her burning face and forced my thick glans into her little mouth. Her lips were stretched wide, her face flushed, and even her neck turned bright red. I held my mother's head and gently thrust my hips in and out of her mouth. My mother probably felt a little humiliated, her head slightly twisting but I held it firmly. "Mom, lick it for me with your tongue!" My mother opened her mouth as wide as she could, taking a portion of my penis in, her tongue diligently licking within the limited space of her mouth. The glans felt numb and itchy from the licking, very pleasurable. After licking for a while, Mom tried her best not to let her teeth touch the glans, and swallowed the penis deeper into her mouth, her luscious, moist lips actively stroking the foreskin. "Oh... Mom... it feels so good..." Mom's allure was truly astonishing; less than 20 minutes after ejaculating, I was already losing control again. Although it was Mom's first time performing oral sex on a man, her nimble tongue licked, sucked, scraped, and stirred, displaying a natural and masterful skill. She worked diligently in her mouth, her warm little hand occasionally stroking the exposed part of my penis. Despite my concern for Mom, afraid of hurting her throat, the intense stimulation from her vigorous sucking and swallowing made me unable to resist grabbing her hair and intensifying my thrusting. "Mmm... mmm..." Mom's mouth was stretched wide open, her throat emitting muffled sounds, clearly dissatisfied with me pushing my penis deep into her mouth. Seeing the fear in Mom's eyes, I pulled my penis out a little, the glans rapidly thrusting in and out of Mom's warm little mouth. Knowing I was at the crucial moment, Mom closed her eyes tightly, grabbed my arm, and dug her nails deep into my flesh. She had actually used her mouth to help her son ejaculate, a few tears welling in her eyes. This was the most exhilarating ejaculation I'd ever had; my glans had barely left her mouth before it shot out, leaving the fruit of our collaboration on Mom's nose, lips, and eyelids. "Mommy's mouth is almost bursting from your strain. Let me tell you, don't even think about a next time..." Next time? Next time might be somewhere else. Mom gasped for breath, a little semen still lingering in her mouth, but she was already used to the taste of my semen, and swallowed it with a flick of her tongue... A month later... "Mommy, I want to penetrate your vagina..." "Dream on!" "Then the back door..." "If you push your luck any further, you won't be able to touch Mommy's body anywhere..." I knelt on Mom's bare upper body, grabbing her pair of milky white breasts, their full breasts squeezed and deformed, my penis sandwiched between them. My penis thrust left and right between her breasts… Her little mouth had already been violated by me, so her breasts were naturally invaded with little effort. Once, I cried out that I wanted to suckle my mother's nipples, and my mother's maternal instincts were ignited. Half-heartedly, I took off her pajamas, and when her small nipples became hard and erect from my licking, and her areolas enlarged, I coaxed and tricked her into inserting my penis into her deep cleavage. After ejaculating on my mother's round breasts that day, I shamelessly insisted on sleeping with her. "Just this once!" My mother couldn't resist me and still answered like that. In fact, from then on, I slept in the same bed with my mother, embracing her beautiful body every night, and even forcing her to hold my penis. Gradually, my mother got used to it, and even liked holding my penis while sleeping. Of course, I wouldn't just sleep peacefully. First, Mom no longer needed to wear her pajamas; then, I could freely touch and kiss her round breasts, flat stomach, and long, fair legs; later, Mom was even willing to kiss me first. Whenever my fingers touched her sensitive areas, her soft tongue would wrap around my tongue and suckle. But all of this was done in the dark. Mom absolutely forbade me to turn on the light to see her body, and I couldn't even touch her panties. Mom was afraid that I would ejaculate every day and my body wouldn't be able to handle it, so we agreed to "do it" two or three times a week. In fact, my abundant energy was no problem at all. Except for the "pre-arranged" days, I always stubbornly demanded to enter Mom's body on the other days. I tried everything—coaxing, whining—and several times I felt that Mom was almost about to give in. Unfortunately… in the end, Mom's willpower triumphed over my evil thoughts. I didn't know whether to admire Mom's willpower or examine my own teasing skills. No matter how much I touched Mom's inner thighs, I still licked her nipples until they were erect, and then I entered Mom's body.My desire remained unfulfilled. After ejaculating into my mother's mouth once more, she nestled in my arms. Her long legs wrapped around my lower body, her fingers kneading my limp penis. "Mom, I really want to penetrate you. Can I put it in your pussy?" I asked. "Child, don't be silly. Mom will give you a substitute. You can put it in there, and you can have more pleasure than putting it in Mom's pussy. Please don't put it in Mom's pussy, okay? That will make Mom uneasy for the rest of her life." "Then where is Mom?" "Poke Mom's asshole." Saying this, my mother turned around, sticking her round buttocks up high, one hand covering her pussy, the other spreading open her anus. Looking at my mother's round, white buttocks, I couldn't help but feel dizzy. This was the first time in my life I had seen a naked adult woman's buttocks. In my dreams, I had imagined a woman's private parts more than once. I never imagined that my dignified and beautiful mother, though she had always been very loving towards me… would ever play with her own buttocks! But ever since witnessing that breathtaking, arousing scene of eroticism, and after experiencing her giving me footjobs, handjobs, oral sex, and even breastjobs, I felt an uncontrollable urge to love her. Especially after she presented her buttocks—her naked buttocks—to me, I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss the clitoris. My mother's nerves were now exceptionally sensitive. The slightest contact between my lips and her anus made her tremble uncontrollably. I was so excited that I quickly positioned my penis, aimed it, and placed it outside her anus. Her anus shyly contracted, just enough to clamp the head of my penis. I held my mother's waist with one hand and checked the position again with the other to make sure it was correct. Once everything was ready, I tightened my grip on my mother and pushed hard with my penis at the same time. But her virginity was too tight, and I had forgotten to wet her anus before inserting it. So my entry was extremely difficult, and only half of my glans could go in. I cried out, "Mom, I can't go in. My head hurts so much..." My mother's anus seemed to be in great tearing pain as well. My mother frowned and whispered, "Gently, it hurts so much." Tears kept flowing from the corners of my mother's eyes. I pressed my face against my mother's face and gently licked her with my tongue. I withdrew my penis first, knelt behind my mother, and rubbed my penis against her buttocks until a semi-transparent liquid came out of her urethra, then used it to wet my mother's anus. Then, I quietly placed one hand on my mother's lower back, my penis slightly away from her buttocks, but vaguely aimed at her untouched anus. I thrust forward, the large head of my penis forcing its way into her narrow anus… My mother frowned, let out a muffled groan, and turned her head to bite the pillow tightly with her teeth. "Mom, your ass is mine now," I said breathlessly, increasing the force of my thrusts as I continued to penetrate her narrow anus. This time, my mother's whole body trembled, stiffening. But I was already fully inside, feeling her instinctive sobs in her warm rectum—so hot and tight. The tightness of her anus only amplified the sense of accomplishment I felt in deflowering her. I struggled to penetrate my mother's tight anus, the tip of my penis scraping against her delicate rectal wall. My lower abdomen slammed against her soft buttocks, each thrust flattening them and springing them back up with each withdrawal. Blood from her torn anus and damaged rectal wall stained my lower abdomen with pink spots, plunging me into the strange pleasure of deflowering my mother. My mother remained motionless, letting me do as I pleased. I lay flat against her back, wanting to become one with her. My hands reached under her from behind, caressing her breasts—it felt amazing! One hand roamed over her twitching upper body, her delicate breasts and smooth, snow-white back becoming my objects of caress, while the other hand circled my fingers around her anus, which was stretched wide open by my penis. Seeing my mother's anus, red and bloodied, stretched taut by my penis, listening to her sweet, low moans, and feeling the heat and tightness of her rectum through my penis, I bent down, pressing my upper body against her smooth, soft back. "Mom, I love you, you're mine now." Holding her tightly, I ejaculated inside her rectum, which was contracting and throbbing, truly taking her first time. My mother cried out as I ejaculated, arching her back so hard she almost knocked my jaw off. I pressed down on her until my penis completely stopped throbbing inside her rectum. My mother's body stiffened as I ejaculated, her buttocks clenching so tightly they almost snapped me in two. After deflowering my mother, she tried to push me off, but I held her tightly. She didn't move either, because she knew my capabilities. After resting for a while, we went at it again. I placed my mother's hands under her head to elevate her body, making it easier for me. My mother let me do as I pleased, and I slowly made piston-like movements on her back. I had been too hasty earlier and ejaculated too quickly; now I wanted to savor the taste of my mother's genitals. My hands slowly roamed over my mother's body. Although she had let me touch her before, there were still some places I couldn't go. Like now, my hand touched my mother's mons pubis. My mother's body trembled, and she whispered, "No." She tried to push me away with her hands, but we were in her way, so she could only grab my arm, which she couldn't remove. I moved my hand to my mother's labia and gently touched them. My mother's breathing became rapid. "No, don't, don't touch there, stop!" At that moment, I also reached my climax, ejaculating again inside my mother's anus. After ejaculating, I obediently lay on my mother's back, placing my hands on her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I'm sorry. But I love you so much, I just couldn't help myself." My hands caressed my mother's trembling body. I was completely intoxicated by the alluring feeling of completely dominating my mother. My hand unknowingly touched the little chrysanthemum that I had just ravaged. My mother twisted her body in pain, startling me awake, and I quickly moved my hand away. "Does it hurt a lot?" I could tell from my mother's painful eyes that it really hurt. "It'll be fine after a nap, that's what the books say." Holding my mother's beautiful face, I carefully kissed away the tear stains on her face, helped her lie down, and my mother touched the wound, letting out a painful groan. Having tasted my mother's wonderful anus, I had no desire to go to school that afternoon. I decided to be her human cushion. I helped her sit up, leaned against the headboard, and let her lie on top of me. My already slightly hardened penis immediately became erect upon contact with her perfect body, pressing against her waist and hips. Her injured anus was between my legs, and her head rested on my chest. I placed one hand on her soft abdomen and the other on her full breasts, letting out a comfortable sigh: "Mom, let's sleep." Then I closed my eyes. It felt so good to sleep holding my mother; I slept soundly and sweetly. A rooster's crow outside woke me up. Still sleepy, I rubbed my eyes, and the exquisite furnishings around me made me realize that last night I had finally succeeded in deflowering my mother. I looked at my mother, still naked, curled up in my arms, like a little girl who desperately needed protection. The look on my mother's face now was so different from the pleading and groaning expression she had shown the night before. She appeared exceptionally peaceful and content, without a trace of the sorrow she usually displayed. Seeing her alluring appearance, my desire was rekindled. I turned around and gently pulled her into my arms, caressing her smooth back and waist as if admiring a priceless work of art. Under my tender caress, my mother had actually already woken up, but she couldn't bear the sensation of my touch. The cunning woman kept her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, allowing me to take liberties with her. Only when my restless hand started pressing and rubbing my sensitive spot did she slowly raise her head, reaching out to grasp my throbbing penis, and whispering in my ear, "Son, do you want it again?" I hugged my mother tightly, "Yes, Mom, can I have it one more time?" My mother wanted to refuse, "Have you forgotten what I just told you? Too much is bad for your health, it will affect your studies, and I haven't washed yet, it's dirty." I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, it's a holiday, it's okay, besides, I already went in, it won't make a difference if I go in again now. I know it still hurts, but I really want it, let me go in one more time, the last time tonight, okay, good Mom." My mother had no choice but to agree, "Remember, get off and go to sleep when you're done." I immediately gripped my penis and thrust it into my mother's anus, which was still stained with blood. My mother groaned, "Gently." But I was already halfway in, and with a little more force, the other half went in too. No longer worried about my mother's resistance, I relaxed and began to enjoy myself, my hands busy exploring every part of her body except her vulva. Suddenly, because I was too rough, I accidentally knocked down the hair that was coiled on my head. I smoothed her black hair, which cascaded over her snow-white shoulders, moving up and down in rhythm with me. So beautiful and sexy, I couldn't resist, and quickly thrust a few more times until I came.Yes. Today, Mom's rectum almost became my urinal, haha, I got what I wanted, it felt so good. After I got up, Mom got up, took a wet towel, and wiped my penis clean. Then she secretly went to take a shower. Why? Need I say more? Today was really great. These past few days, Mom has been waiting at the door for her colleagues to pass by so she could ask someone to ask for leave from work. Why? You can tell by the limp she walks. Watching Mom walk with that limp, my penis started to swell again. I secretly touched Mom's round buttocks, and even poked her anus, which had just been deflowered last night, with my finger. Mom slapped me back and glared at me, but there was no anger in her eyes, more like a lovers' scolding. 34gbo adult site incestuous candid self-shot adult content collection se.34gbo.Ever since I deflowered my mom, I've been thinking about going home every day. As soon as I got inside, I locked the door, immediately stripped off all my clothes, and, naked and with my huge, erect penis, headed to the kitchen to find my mom. She was probably washing dishes. I saw her body leaning slightly forward, making her buttocks appear even more prominent. I grabbed her from behind and shouted in her ear, "Mom!" My penis pressed even tighter against my recently deflowered anus. My mom was startled and almost dropped the bowl she was holding. After a moment, she came to her senses and asked, "Weren't you out with your friends? Did they bully you?" "Mom, didn't you just say you were worried I'd get too tired? You told me to rest. I'll rest at home today." I deliberately emphasized the word "rest," while forcefully rubbing my penis against her buttocks. Only then did my mom notice my strange behavior and realize I was completely naked. Her face flushed. "No, don't do that." "Mom, I want it." My penis continued to rub against her buttocks. Mom said, "No, I'm still in pain from what you did last night. Can we not do it today?" I let go of Mom. "Mom, look how uncomfortable my little brother is. Give it to me." Mom turned around and saw my menacing little brother pounding in the air. She quickly turned away, her face as red as a sheet. I then poked Mom's buttocks with my penis, letting her feel its hardness. "Mom, your butt is amazing!" With this thrust, half of my glans sank into Mom's buttocks. Mom clearly felt the hardness of my penis and knew that I was determined to make it work today. She sighed, "Okay, but not now. Can we do it after I finish washing the dishes and cleaning up?" "No, you wash your dishes, I'll do mine. I like this position. Besides, you just washed last night, and you haven't pooped today, so you don't need to wash again." I ignored Mom's reaction and went to take off her pants. Back then, the concept of clothing wasn't like it is now; Mom always wore pants. I unbuckled my mother's belt, and with a slight tug, her pants fell down to her ankles. I then pulled down her underwear, parted her legs slightly, and forcefully spread her buttocks, revealing her little chrysanthemum, which I had just ravaged the night before. It still looked a little red and slightly open, as if beckoning me to enter. My mother placed her hands on the edge of the sink, her buttocks slightly arched back, and closed her eyes, ready for my penetration. I gripped my hard, iron-like penis and thrust in forcefully, returning to the place I had cultivated the night before. It felt so good; I rammed and pounded into my mother's rectum. My mother groaned softly. She had only deflowered me a few days ago, penetrating me three times in a row, and she wasn't even healed yet. Now, with such forceful ravaging, it was no wonder it hurt. "Gently, gently, it hurts so much," my mother pleaded softly. But I felt even more excited, hugging her tighter, almost breaking her waist, and thrusting my penis even more vigorously. "Mom, your ass is mine from now on, it's mine alone, oh, it feels so good, Mom, I love you..." After fucking my mother's ass for a long time, I finally ejaculated inside her anus, a thick stream of semen gushing out deep into her rectum. But I was still not satisfied. I rested my head on my mother's shoulder, my semi-erect penis still inside her ass, letting it come out on its own, I wasn't going to pull it out. My mother was helpless at my actions, "Sweetie, let Mom finish washing the dishes first, then I'll play with you, okay? Go lie down on the bed for a while." My mother knew I wouldn't give up after just one time. "Mom, let me help you wash the dishes." I hugged my mother like that, watching her wash the dishes absentmindedly, my hands occasionally wandering over her body. Mom finally finished washing up. She washed her hands under the sink tap and said to me, "Okay, what else do you want to do now?" "Mom, let's go to bed." I clung to Mom like a Siamese twin, and we walked to the bed. "Mom, take off your shirt too." Mom silently complied. "Mom, can you lie like a puppy?" Mom turned around and gave me a dirty look, but did as I said. Hands crossed, head resting on hands, legs bent, kneeling, her vulva raised high. Wow, Mom looked so alluring lying on her stomach like that. Her round, white buttocks were sticking up high, her bright red anus was dripping with the thick, white semen I had just ejaculated inside, and her alluring little vulva was half-hidden before my eyes. Instantly, all the blood in my body rushed to my penis. I knelt behind my mother's buttocks, slowly stroking her smooth skin, touching her entire buttocks, then her thighs. But I didn't touch her sacred genitals, the place that gave me birth, because I remembered our promise. This was the final boundary between us; touching it would surely make her angry. I adjusted my position, aimed at her anus, and thrust hard, beginning our second anal sex session of the day. My mother groaned, her body jerking forward, but immediately pulling back. Filled with boundless love for her, I began to thrust forcefully. This time, due to the pain, her anus involuntarily contracted and expanded. At first, I wasn't used to it, causing me a lot of trouble, but I gradually mastered the rhythm, pulling out when it contracted and thrusting in when it expanded. I became more and more excited, my thrusting movements becoming larger and larger. Sometimes, when I pulled out, only the head of my penis remained inside her anus before I thrust the whole thing back in. As my movements intensified, my mother's pain increased, and she involuntarily groaned. I became even more excited, gripping my mother's buttocks tightly with both hands, my fingers turning white from the force. After about half an hour of penetration, I finally couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate. I quickly sped up my thrusts a few times, then forcefully pushed into my mother's anus, inserting the entire length. My penis trembled violently inside her anus before I ejaculated. At that moment, I collapsed weakly onto my mother, flattening her body so I was now lying on her back. But my penis remained, half-erect, inside her anus. Lately, I've been longing for my mother's mouth again, wanting her to give me oral sex, to use her mouth to serve my penis. The opportunity came. Today was my mother's period, and when I tried to take off her pants that night, she refused me for the first time ever. "I'm not feeling well today, can we not?" Before, when my mother had her period, she would lie face down on the bed with her feet on the floor so I could penetrate her anus, but this time was different. She had a cold and fever a couple of days ago, and today, coinciding with her period, she was a little weak and refused me. "Mom, but I can't sleep if I don't ejaculate at night." Mom had no choice. "Then let's use the old way. Use my legs for now, and I'll let you do it when I'm better." "Mom, I don't want to. That's no fun. I still like the warm, soft feeling of you inside me. Using your legs is too hard and uncomfortable." Mom couldn't persuade me. "How about I use my mouth? I'm really not feeling well today." "Okay! Your mouth is so soft and warm. I love you the most, Mom." Seeing that Mom agreed, I immediately got up, quickly washed my penis in the bathroom, and rushed back to the bedroom. I took a blanket and put it on the floor, and had Mom kneel on it, her upper body straight, her head right between my legs. I took off my pants, exposing my penis to Mom's eyes. Although Mom had given me oral sex many times, and I had penetrated her ass many times, I could still clearly see Mom blushing. She closed her eyes, gently bringing her head between my legs. I pressed my penis against my mother's lips, and she slightly opened her mouth to receive my little brother. Two of the three holes in my mother's body were her virgin territory; aside from her womb, the sacred place that gave birth to me, my penis had enjoyed every other part of her body. My mother's tongue circled the edge of my glans, occasionally licking my urethral opening, while her hand gently rubbed the part of my penis that wasn't inside. It felt so good; the friction of my mother's soft tongue against my glans almost made me ejaculate. I couldn't resist and started thrusting, using my mother's mouth as a vagina. Just wait, Mom, I will conquer all the holes in your body, covering every part of your body that pleases my penis with my semen as a banner of my conquest. Mom was caught off guard, and my penis plunged deep into her throat. She coughed uncomfortably and pushed me away. "Don't go in so deep." Mom would never use the words "insert" or "go in" unless absolutely necessary. I wondered what would happen if she said "penis" or "cock." Right now, she would never utter those words. "Mom, I'm sorry, I was too hasty. I won't do it again." I was joking. Although I really wanted to thrust deep into Mom's throat and ejaculate inside, if I pushed her too far, I'd be in big trouble. This wasn't the way to be impatient. I had Mom hold my penis with both hands, but not too tightly, so that most of it was in her grasp, with only a small portion in her mouth. This way, I could thrust freely without worrying about losing control and going too deep. But Mom was still a little worried. There was nothing she could do but stop thrusting, untie Mom's tied hair, and gently stroke the back of her head. "Mom, don't be nervous, relax. I won't shove it down your throat." Mom opened her eyes and looked down, her eyes filled with gratitude.I took a few deep breaths, signaled with my eyes that I could begin, then closed my eyes again. I started to ravage my mother's small mouth and her slender hands, a double whammy. After my mother relaxed, her tongue began to match my thrusts, and her hands held my penis neither too tightly nor too loosely. I no longer hesitated and began to concentrate on moving my penis in and out of my mother's small hands and mouth. My mother's tongue seemed to be enjoying the battle with my penis, and her movements obviously quickened when I was about to climax. My mother did not let go and make me pull out my penis. My mother's hands continued to masturbate me, but for some reason, even though I was about to ejaculate, my mother's hands had been stroking me dozens of times and I still hadn't come. My mother looked at me suspiciously, and I shook my head, indicating that I didn't know what was wrong either. My mother looked at the penis stroking her hand, and she suddenly opened her hand, looked at the calluses on her hand, and probably thought that it was because her hands were too rough that I couldn't come. Suddenly, Mom straightened her back, making her chest level with my crotch. She slipped my penis under her bra and inserted it between her breasts, my penis reaching her chin. Mom gently squeezed my penis between her chin. Mom whispered, "Move." Moved, I whispered "Mom," and began to thrust. Mom pressed her breasts inward forcefully, tightly gripping my penis. I thrust dozens of times, my penis trembling violently, and I ejaculated, a thick stream of semen spraying powerfully onto Mom's chin. The semen flowed down Mom's neck, through her bra, and onto her breasts. I whispered, "Mom, wait a moment." I went to the bathroom and got a clean towel, then unhooked Mom's bra, which was covered in my semen, and carefully wiped it off. My mother looked at me gently and smiled slightly. "My son has grown up." I placed the towel by the bed and gently helped my mother onto the bed. "Mom, I'm sorry." My mother looked at me with confusion, not understanding why I was apologizing so suddenly. I pressed myself against my mother and whispered in her ear, "You've been so good to me. Even when I made unreasonable demands, you always satisfied me. I used you as a tool for my lust. First, I secretly used your thighs while you were asleep, and then I used the back of your legs as a tool to penetrate you. When you found out, you didn't blame me. Instead, you put aside your dignity as a mother to satisfy my desires, all for the sake of my studies and health. But I wasn't satisfied. I raped your buttocks while you were sleeping, but you're still so good to me. Now you're even using your mouth and breasts to help me ejaculate. Mom, I'm so sorry." My mother listened to my words and remained silent for a long time, just staring at me. I didn't look away, but conveyed my love, shame, and respect for my mother through my eyes. My mother and I looked at each other for a while, then she slowly turned her head away. "You're my own son. When I first saw the dried semen you left on my leg, I was really angry. You weren't learning anything good, going astray at such a young age. It almost drove me crazy. But then I thought, this is the time for you to develop, it's normal to be interested in women, it's just that the object of your interest is me, your mother. Since that's the case, I might as well satisfy you, to prevent you from learning bad things from bad women outside, and it can also urge you to study. I just hope you remember, I can give you anything, but you must do well in your studies and become a successful person in the future." As she spoke, a layer of mist appeared in my mother's eyes. She gently pushed me away with her hand, turned her back to me, and her shoulders trembled slightly. It turned out that my mother had such high expectations for me. I gently hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Mom, you won't blame me for opening your anus that night, will you?" To divert my mother's attention, I had to use this trick, anyway, my mother wouldn't blame me. Sure enough, Mom gave my butt a hard twist. "You still dare to talk? I really don't know where you learned this trick. It was fine the night before, I promised you, but the next day you kept messing around in my butt all day, making me unable to poop for almost a week." "Mom, what does it feel like when I move inside you now?" Mom blushed. "After a while, it doesn't hurt as much as before, but it's a little strange, and a little comfortable. Every time you go in, it feels like I need to poop, but I can't." Heh, no wonder Mom always squeezes my penis tightly and loosely when I insert it into her anus. "Mom, you're so good to me." I hugged Mom tightly, my penis hard again. "Mom, can I use your breasts one more time?" Mom nodded and turned over to lie flat. Tonight, Mom and I talked about our innermost thoughts, and our mother-son relationship deepened. Since that day, my mother's buttocks have become my tool for satisfying my sexual desires, but I'm not satisfied. When will I be able to actually have sex with my mother? Insatiable greed is my current predicament. Finally, evening self-study ended, and I rushed home at the speed of a professional race car driver. "Mom, I'm home!" When I got home, the light in my mother's room was on. I went into her room, and she was about to sit up. I pounced on her and stripped her naked. Her shapely body looked white and smooth under the light. "Mom, give me your buttocks, quick!" I was particularly aroused today. I knelt behind my mother, grabbed her plump buttocks, and started thrusting wildly. Before I had my mother, I had fantasized about this position countless times in the dead of night, and it had become my favorite. What a sexy and alluring buttocks! Snow-white, firm, elastic, and with a rounded, full shape. A tuft of pubic hair was faintly visible in the cleft, and her labia flipped out and sank in with each thrust of my penis. Right above her buttocks was a beautiful, turbine-shaped opening. The brown opening extended outwards with dense folds, resembling a small, budding chrysanthemum. Inserting my finger into her anus immediately elicited a shudder and a slightly fearful moan from my mother. My finger, coated in her vaginal fluid, gently rubbed inside her anus. "Ah! No…" My mother turned her head, her eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and terror. I couldn't stand that look; it only fueled my desire to conquer. Her small anus was mine to cultivate, and from now on, it could only belong to me. This thought always gave me an indescribable excitement and a sense of conquest when I had anal sex with my mother. "Mom, your buttocks are so beautiful, let me play with them one more time." My mother wiggled her sexy buttocks, but my finger remained inside her anus. My mother shook her head slightly, bending forward and raising her buttocks even higher, seemingly acquiescing to my request. My mother rarely ate oily food; her staple diet consisted mainly of fruits and vegetables. This not only kept her skin well-hydrated, making it exceptionally delicate and smooth, but also allowed her rectum to absorb a large amount of fibrous tissue, making it neither dry nor dry, and the feeling of it tightly enveloping my penis was like heaven. Soon, my mother's anus gradually became accustomed to the foreign object, and I took the opportunity to insert another finger to further widen her anus. The anal muscles contracted and relaxed, and the tender rectal walls subconsciously squeezed my finger. It took a long time for the intestines to accept the foreign object before I pressed my already impatient penis against her anus, grabbed my mother's smooth waist, fixed her round and full buttocks, and gently inserted my penis into the tight, narrow, and exceptionally tender anus. "Ah ah..." My mother cried out loudly due to the intense tearing sensation. At that moment, I almost wanted to pull out my penis, which was halfway inserted. But the sight before me and the pleasure of the narrow intestines tightly gripping my glans made me unable to let go. At this moment, due to the sudden and intense pain, my mother's entire upper body arched up like a fully drawn bow, and her buttocks were raised even higher, accompanied by constant shaking. I gently thrust my penis in and out of my mother's anus, letting her adjust. Then, with a slight push of my hips, I fully penetrated her. My mother let out another moan, and once the sound subsided, I began thrusting. In broad daylight, a beautiful young woman knelt in the grass, a young man behind her pounding her snow-white buttocks—and this lustful couple was, in fact, mother and son. This sight ignited my lust, and I pounded my mother's beautiful buttocks harder and harder. She was almost 40, yet her buttocks were still so firm, so elastic, showing no signs of sagging. Their curves were so beautiful, the junction with her wasp waist both natural and sensual, like a crescent moon that filled me with power. I panted heavily, frantically ravaging my mother's buttocks, making her cry and scream. Then my vision blurred, and I could see nothing but my mother's dazzling, snow-white buttocks. At that moment, I reached my climax, ejaculating inside my mother's anus. After withdrawing my penis from her anus, I began licking her buttocks. After licking away the semen I'd left at my mother's anus, I began sucking on the anus I'd just enjoyed. As my soft tongue slipped inside, she felt a tingling sensation spread from her rectal wall throughout her body, causing her muscles to tremble slightly. Her vagina seemed to be stimulated as well, a stream of fluid flowing from her vulva… I lingered inside my mother's anus, undeterred by the fact that this was where my dear mother's excrement and urine had entered and exited. Was this now my favorite place?! My mother still had her buttocks raised high, letting her son and herself enjoy the pleasure. Waves of stimulation emanated from her anus. As a doctor, even she found it difficult to understand how the physiological orifice used for excretion…Why would she experience pleasure from penetration? But now she wouldn't think about why. She just wanted to be happy! Slowly, my tongue moved to that moist cave below, licking and sucking the overflowing love juice, occasionally probing deeper inside. Letting her enjoy this new round of stimulation, she softly let out satisfied moans. For months, my obedience had made her forget to protect her last forbidden zone. Until my mouth left her private parts and I parted her buttocks again, she still thought I wanted to enter her anus again. But this time my target was her vagina; I wanted to completely possess her. Her beautiful, soft voice called out, making me lose my mind, making my penis unbearably swollen. I roughly pressed myself against her petite body, aimed my penis at her vagina, took a deep breath, and lowered my hips. My penis slid in with incredible speed. Despite the lubrication, my mother's vagina was exceptionally tight. My thick, long penis only penetrated about a third of the way before being blocked by a thin membrane. The membrane was very resilient; gently pushing in only stretched it, not tore it. "Ugh...no!! Stop! This won't do!" My mother was clearly in pain, and two crystal tears slid down from her tightly closed eyes. Her body writhed incessantly, but at this moment, I was consumed by lust and had lost all reason. In my mind, she was no longer my mother, but prey to be vented on. My hips slammed down again, this time penetrating to the hilt, the head of my penis hitting her cervix, my testicles striking her mons pubis. The beauty beneath me had forever lost her virginity. "Ah!" Mother was struck by immense pain, tears soaking the sheets beneath her head, her sharp fingernails digging into the pillow. In the room. "Ugh...ugh..." Losing all reason, I pressed heavily onto my naked, beautiful mother's body. Everything around me seemed to disappear, only the tingling sensation emanating from my glans. Wild, animalistic growls escaped my lips as my engorged penis relentlessly pounded into her tight, pink vulva. Mother's limbs involuntarily wrapped around me, her lower body thrusting upwards. Her hands gripped my back tightly, pulling me apart, leaving deep scratches. "Ah...ah...I...ah..." With each powerful thrust, Mother finally succumbed to pleasure, clinging tightly to the man on top of her. As long as he didn't stop, nothing else mattered. Her juices flowed freely, soaking the bed, but neither of us cared, focusing solely on the act of thrusting. Mom felt herself flying upwards, flying and flying, until finally, an unknown force propelled her to the highest point, then she slowly slid downwards. This was an unprecedented joy; she almost screamed herself hoarse. After a series of desperate cries from Mom, her fiery vaginal fluids directly struck my throbbing penis. Mom's vaginal fluids drenched me with unparalleled pleasure, and my ejaculation was swift. A large amount of semen sprayed into the beauty's fresh womb, making her tremble with heat, feeling incredibly relaxed, and she drifted off to sleep… After an unknown amount of time, Mom woke up first, finding herself completely naked, feeling a dull ache in her lower body. She opened her eyes and saw me, naked, embracing her, fast asleep, a satisfied smile on my face. The scene from last night was vivid in her mind, impossible to forget. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, she pushed me away violently, looking down at her lower body, a mess, wet and sticky, with filth covering her lower abdomen, thighs, and vulva. The most heartbreaking thing for her was seeing the specks of virgin blood. Knowing she had lost her virginity, she was overwhelmed with grief; the purity she had guarded for over thirty years was gone just like that. At that moment, I rolled over, landing on my back. My mother looked and saw over a dozen red marks on my back, clearly from fingertips. She froze. "Did I do this?" Looking at her hands, she saw bloodstains, and the frantic scene from before flashed before her eyes again. "Alas, what a tragedy!" My mother endured the pain, got out of bed to wash herself, put on her clothes, covered my naked body with the blanket, and pinched my philtrum. I woke up with a cry. I opened my eyes to find my mother staring at me with a frosty expression. Seeing the traces of blood on her half-exposed penis, sticking out from under the covers, I was stunned. My mother was a virgin; I had taken her virginity. This… this was completely unexpected. I didn't know how to face her, but I could only steel myself and lower my head to obey her orders. But her reaction was also unexpected. She didn't blame me; she just sighed and said, "Child, I need to discuss something with you… Sigh… You must be wondering why I'm still a virgin?" Then she told me the whole story. It turned out that my father had died in a car accident on his way home on their wedding night. My mother was heartbroken and planned to have a child through IVF, but her health wasn't good at the time, so they had to use a surrogate. As I spoke, tears streamed down my mother's face. Seeing her so heartbroken, I felt incredibly guilty. I had never seen my mother cry before, and now I was the one who had made her cry. So I hugged her tightly and licked away the tears from her face. "Mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Please forgive me. Don't be sad. Believe me, I love you. I will take responsibility for you. I want to marry you!!" "No, we are mother and son. Even though you weren't born from my womb, we are still mother and son. We can't do this. I can forgive you this time, but we can't continue down this wrong path!" My mother firmly refused. "Mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'm an unfilial son, but you know what? Mom, I've really fallen in love with you! I mean it! This love isn't just simple sexual love, nor is it the love between mother and son; it's the passionate love a man has for a woman. I know you understand, but you're afraid to face reality, right? Mom, please accept me! I'll make you happy!" "No, I don't need it!!" I couldn't hold back any longer and said to her, "If you don't need it, why are you masturbating in your room!" As soon as I said it, I regretted it. I was provoking my mother! Sure enough, upon hearing this, my mother's face immediately turned pale. For a moment, I didn't know what to say. "Xiao Lei, you've disappointed me so much! I let you touch my mouth, my breasts, even my back door! What was I doing all this for? To let you focus on your studies! But what did you do? You're still thinking about these things. We're mother and son, we can't do that. I could have made you feel good with my mouth, but I never expected you to think so much. What I can't accept is that you've been seducing me all along! Can I still be your mother?" My mother yelled at me, tears streaming down her face. "But Mom, I really love you!!!" "Really love me? You just want my body, you just want to satisfy your filthy desires! Get out! I don't want to see you!!" Hearing my mother's words, my heart ached, tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt utterly hopeless. I kowtowed three times to my mother's back. When I looked up, blood was streaming down my face, but I didn't notice. I sobbed, "Mother, you've been so heartless. I have no will to live anymore. Please take care of yourself, Mother!" I got up and slammed my head against the wall. Startled by my words, Mom turned around to see me running forward. She cried out, "I...! Stop!" Her hand instinctively reached for me. Before she could finish, my head slammed against the wall. She reached out to grab it, but missed my shirt by three inches. Seeing me hit the wall, her mind went blank; it seemed her heart had gone with me. When she turned back, she found me unconscious on the bed, my head and the wall covered in blood, the sheets stained crimson. Mom rushed over, picked me up, and cried, "Child, what happened? Child!" I didn't respond, but I was still breathing. Knowing something terrible had happened, she hurriedly dressed me, wrapped a towel around my forehead, and rushed me to the hospital. Fortunately, there weren't many cars on the road, and my injuries weren't serious. Mom, a doctor herself, treated the wound appropriately, and she was also a colleague of a surgeon at the hospital (Dr. Zhang). Thanks to her timely intervention, I was out of danger. Knowing I was out of danger, Mom couldn't hold on any longer. She hugged me tightly, buried my head in her arms, and fell asleep. When I woke up, I found my head buried in Mom's chest, feeling the greatness and softness of her breasts. A burning desire rose within me again, but I dared not make a move. I simply held her slender waist and pretended to be asleep, enjoying her warm embrace. When Mom woke up, her first thought was of me. She glanced at him and saw him hugging her waist tightly, his cheek buried in her chest, seemingly sleeping soundly. But his constantly fluttering eyelashes betrayed him. Seeing this, Mom smiled bitterly to herself. She knew I was still the same incorrigible person, taking advantage of the situation. However, she didn't care much anymore. He had already taken her virginity; what did she care about now? In the instant I hit the wall, she hadn't had time to think. Now, lying quietly in the grass, pondering deeply, she felt the preciousness of life and realized that my importance to her was even greater than her own life. She made a decision in her heart, a major decision, one that she didn't know would be a blessing or a curse, but she didn't care anymore. Her mind suddenly cleared! She whispered, "I'll get up quickly, Mom has something important to tell you!" Seeing Mom speak, I dared not pretend to be asleep any longer and sat up as instructed, asking with concern:"Mom, are you alright?" Mom smiled wryly and said, "I'm fine, but I'm so tired I can't move at all!" She glanced at him and suddenly laughed, "Aren't you the one who always wants to bully Mom? Now's your perfect opportunity!" I was taken aback, gave an awkward smile, and stammered, "I...I..." Mom chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Silly boy...help me up!" Her face then flushed slightly. I quickly helped Mom sit up, and seeing her gentle smile and faint blush on her face, I was stunned. After a long while, I slowly exhaled and exclaimed, "So beautiful!" Mom smiled and said softly, "You're such a chatterbox!" Seeing that Mom was in a good mood, he couldn't help but ask, "Mom! You...you're not angry with me anymore, are you?" Mom smiled slightly and said, "From the moment you hit your head against the wall, I understood your feelings for your mother, so I'm not angry with you anymore! I, Mom, am very happy now!" I was both happy and touched, and said, "Mom, you're so good to me. I won't make you angry anymore, and I'll definitely listen to you." Mom glanced at him sideways and suddenly exclaimed, "Your..." "Why is your head bleeding again?" I reached out and touched it. He smile

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