basketball coach's mother

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My dad was thirty-six when he met my mom. At the time, he was a basketball coach at her school. My mom, who was 180 cm tall, was the star player of the school's girls' basketball team. She was innocent, lively, beautiful, and generous. My dad, seeing her potential, took advantage of his position as a coach and got her pregnant. My grandfather initially insisted on suing my dad, but after some twists and turns, my mom, only seventeen years old, finally married my dad, who was 19 years older than her and 10 cm shorter. I was born the following year. When I was two years old, at my dad's urging, my mom put on her jersey again and continued playing basketball. Because of her agility and exceptional skills, she was selected for the national team. My mom played until she was twenty-eight before being transferred to a state-owned enterprise, while my dad, through connections, transferred to a top-tier team and continued coaching. I always admired my mom. When I was little, whenever a basketball game was broadcast on TV, I would always watch intently and cheer for her. After my mother was discharged from the military, she dressed smartly every day to take me to school. My classmates envied me for having such a tall and beautiful mother. After entering middle school, I gradually learned about matters between men and women, and my admiration for my mother grew even stronger. My mother had well-proportioned, shapely muscles and a curvaceous figure. Most importantly, she had fair skin and a beautiful face, looking sexy and stunning, a cut above the rest—almost like the Venus of the East. Inevitably, I began to develop an interest in my mother's body, and I also unintentionally witnessed my parents making love. I discovered that my mother had a very strong sex drive, and my father seemed no match for her. I heard my mother complain to my father more than once: "Why so fast? I'm not done yet! Ugh! Hurry up and do it again! I'm so uncomfortable!" In the summer of my 15th year, something unforgettable happened.The scene was like this: One night I got up to go to the bathroom, and my dad was also peeing inside. I wanted to wait for him to finish before I peed, but he said, "What are you afraid of? Let's compare our penises together!" My dad carefully examined my genitals and exclaimed, "Like father, like son! I didn't expect your penis to have grown so big!" I was a little embarrassed, but my dad was gossipy and didn't care. He laughed and said, "Never played with a woman before, have you? Want to see?" I said shyly, "Dad! How could you do this..." My dad slapped me and said, "Don't be so spineless! Come on! Look carefully..." He left the door slightly ajar and told me to peek through the door. Then he turned on the bedside lamp, climbed onto the bed, and started groping my sleeping mom. My mom gradually became aroused, and she mumbled, "What are you doing!" "I'm warning you... if you don't make me feel good, I'm not finished with you!" Dad ripped off Mom's nightgown and panties, launching a full-scale attack; he rubbed Mom's full breasts, fiercely licked Mom's vulva, and Mom's white, tender buttocks began to sway, her long, beautiful legs instantly arching onto Dad's shoulders. Wanting to show off in front of me, Dad went all out, and Mom, overwhelmed by Dad's onslaught, cried out in ecstasy: "You rascal! How come you're so amazing today? ~~Mmm~~Good... Okay...that's it..." "Mmm...so good...oh..." My mother's snow-white, voluptuous body, her seductive moans, fueled my lust. Unable to resist any longer, I disregarded the possibility of being discovered and quietly climbed to their bedside. At that moment, my mother seemed to be reaching a crucial point. She lowered her raised legs, her feet bracing against the bed, and thrust upwards with all her might, the force lifting my father, who was on top of her, completely off the bed. While frantically thrusting her hips, she passionately shouted, "Faster~~ harder! Don't stop...mmm!" "A little further in... Ouch..." Her snow-white breasts swayed up and down, her dark pubic hair was soaked and tangled with her juices. Dad's penis thrust in and out rapidly, causing her two bright red labia to flip in and out; their intense movements stirred up a gust of wind, and I smelled the special scent emitted during intercourse. Watching my parents' lovemaking so closely, I was incredibly excited. I tiptoed back to the bathroom, grabbed my penis, and started masturbating violently. Not long after I came out of the bathroom, they finished too. Mom probably thought I was already asleep, so she and Dad went into the bathroom naked to wash up. I heard Mom mutter a complaint under her breath: "What's going on?" "Waking someone up in the middle of the night, just for once..." It sounded like Mom was in the mood and wanted Dad to try again, but Dad was too weak and failed. Actually, this wasn't surprising; at 52, Dad was getting on in years, and satisfying a 33-year-old mom in her prime was quite difficult. Mom finished washing up and went to her room, falling asleep quickly. Dad then strolled into my room. "How was it? Enjoyed it? Why did you leave halfway through?" "I needed to pee..." "Hehe~~ Couldn't hold it in, went to masturbate, huh?" Dad teased me for a while, then started boasting about his womanizing history; he said that before meeting Mom, he had been with at least a hundred women, each one completely submissive to him, and he could easily have sex seven or eight times a night. Seeing how exaggerated his boasting was, I asked skeptically, "I heard Mom muttering something, it didn't seem like Dad was that good...?" "Dad paused for a moment, then said without changing his expression, "Ha! So you heard me... Actually, it's not hard to handle your mother, it's just that I played too hard when I was young, so I'm not as strong as I used to be... Hehe! If it were a few years ago... I guarantee your mother would be begging for mercy..." He rambled on for a while, then suddenly his face turned serious. "Guoqiang! You're not young anymore, this is a man-to-man conversation, so you need to listen carefully. Dad is going to Singapore in a few days, and it'll be a year or two. Your mother is young, beautiful, and doesn't have any guile. At her age, she needs to be at her strongest... Dad won't be home... you need to keep a close eye on your mother... If it really comes to it... you might as well take care of your mother in Dad's place..." Seeing my stunned expression, he waved his hand and said, "Don't rush! Listen to me." "Your mom is usually well-behaved, but if she holds back for too long, she's prone to problems. There are several guys out there eyeing her... Think about it, rather than letting outsiders benefit, it's better for you to be filial to her... Don't worry, she had her tubal ligation done a long time ago so she could play sports more easily, she won't get pregnant..." I stared at my dad incredulously and said, "Dad! She's my mom!" But my dad came up with another twisted argument: "So what if she's your mom? Doesn't your mom have physical needs? You're at the age where you're thinking about women. Tell me honestly, your mom is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her? Okay! Stop pretending! ... Think about it carefully... You can be filial to your mom, prevent your dad from being cuckolded, avoid pregnancy, and avoid STDs. This is a dream come true... If I were you!" "I'm so happy I could die..." Dad is really going to Singapore. The night before he leaves, he made me hide outside the bedroom to spy on him and Mom having sex. The two of them were naked, embracing and whispering. Mom complained, "You're gone for two years! Am I going to be a widow? I don't care! You're settling all your scores today!" Dad, while touching Mom's butt, chuckled wickedly, "Guoqiang is here even though I'm not!" Mom spat, "What nonsense are you talking about! You're so annoying!" Dad grinned mischievously, "I saw Guoqiang's dick the other day, it was weird! So thick and big, hehe~~ It would be so exciting if he came to take care of you!" Mom seemed a little angry. She snapped, "Why are you always so indecent? Making fun of your son?" "Dad's finger slid down Mom's white, tender buttocks, reaching into her vagina. Mom let out a soft moan, and then Dad started spouting his twisted logic again. "Don't you love Guoqiang? Incest between mother and son has existed throughout history and across cultures. The reason it's forbidden is mainly based on eugenics. You've already had your tubal ligation, so you won't get pregnant. What are you afraid of? Your sex drive is so strong; you want it every day. If you don't let Guoqiang be filial to you, do you want to die of pent-up desire, or do you want me to be cuckolded? Haven't you noticed? Guoqiang has been secretly looking at your thighs, buttocks, breasts lately… Hehe… He's probably already pubic hair, and he's probably having all sorts of fantasies about you too… Think about it, he's young and strong, and you raised him since he was a baby… Hehe… What do you need him for? He'll do whatever you want! A young, big dick… A mature, horny pussy… Wow… How wonderful that is!" "As he spoke, he fiddled with his mother's vulva. Her breathing quickened, and her body twisted and turned, seemingly aroused by his twisted logic. After a while, his father continued, "Now close your eyes and imagine: pretend I'm not home, you really want it, you're masturbating, but Guoqiang finds you, and he can't resist pushing you down... and he's about to fuck you..." At this moment, an indescribable, lustful look appeared on his mother's face. She spread her legs, eagerly reaching for his penis, clearly already burning with desire and unable to restrain herself. His father then asked in a low voice, "Mom! How is it? You really want it, don't you?" Hearing the word "Mom," Mom suddenly shuddered, grunted, and then thrust her hips upwards, swallowing Dad's penis. I was truly impressed by Dad now; he had subtly instilled incestuous thoughts in Mom, clearly paving the way for my future! I originally had no impure thoughts about Mom, but under Dad's constant urging, I was starting to feel restless. It was summer, and the weather was hot. Mom and I dressed quite casually at home; I often went shirtless wearing only shorts, and Mom similarly wore shorts with a tank top, or just a thin bathrobe. I was already 183 cm tall at this time.She was tall and thin, weighing only 63 kilograms, a typical teenage build, but my penis was large at the head and thick at the body, quite mature, about 17-18 centimeters when erect. That day, the Asian Women's Basketball Cup was being broadcast on TV. My mother, who had just finished showering, was wearing a thin, strapless nightgown, her legs propped up on the coffee table, intently watching the game. Since being instilled with distorted parenting methods by my father, wicked thoughts had begun to stir within me. Seeing my mother so lightly dressed and completely unguarded, I couldn't resist the urge to peek. My mother, a former athlete, although 33 years old, had a slender, well-proportioned figure, without an ounce of excess fat. Since transferring to a state-owned enterprise, she, like many working women, had begun to focus on beauty and skincare, which added a touch of feminine gentleness to her already strong curves. Her long, shapely legs, propped up on the coffee table, were full, rounded, smooth, and delicate; her feet, worn from years of playing on the court, were large yet well-proportioned, beautiful and pleasing. To peek under her robe, I deliberately sat on the floor to her left, so that with a slight turn of my head, I could see her entire pale thigh and the tiny yellow panties between her legs. "Why are you sitting on the floor? Why aren't you sitting on the sofa?" "It's too hot on the sofa! The floor is cooler!" The Chinese team won the game by a large margin, and Mom, still not satisfied after watching the broadcast, grabbed a basketball and wanted me to play with her in the living room. Because the living room was small, and to avoid disturbing the neighbors, Mom made her own rules: no dribbling, only dodging with the ball. With the basketball in hand, Mom immediately became incredibly energetic, swaying left and right, making it impossible for me to even touch the ball; then, with a feint, she dodged past me, and in my haste, I lunged forward, only to grab her large, braless breasts under her robe. Wow! It was so smooth, soft, plump, and round—the feel was amazing! Mom probably had this experience from practicing ball games before. She laughed nonchalantly, "You think this is a basketball? Come on! You get the ball, Mom's going to steal it!" After ten minutes of playing, Mom was the clear winner, ecstatic, while I was having a blast, burning with desire. Mom was so agile; I kept misjudging her movements and couldn't get the ball. I'd either grab her breasts, touch her butt, or bump into her. This series of physical contact gave me pleasure and a physical reaction; my penis instantly hardened, bulging my shorts. Afraid Mom would notice and feel embarrassed, I turned around and bent over, saying, "Mom! I don't want to play anymore!" Mom was really into it, and when she heard me say I didn't want to play anymore, she complained, "Wasn't it fun? Why don't you want to play anymore?" "Mom!" "You're a national basketball player, how could I possibly beat you? How about we wrestle? Mom definitely can't beat me then!" "Hmph! Pathetic! You think you can just give up if you can't win? Look at you, as thin as a bamboo pole! Even in wrestling, Mom might not lose to you!" "My mom, provoked by me, actually wanted to wrestle with me. I said the living room floor was hard, and I might get hurt if I fell. I suggested we play by the bed so that if I fell, I could fall onto the bed and not get hurt. Seeing that my reasoning made sense, my mom, without a word, pulled me to her double bed to wrestle. She was very competitive and tried desperately to throw me down. To save face, I refused to lose again. Mother and son pulled and tugged at each other, hugging and embracing, until one of us stumbled and fell onto the bed. My mom insisted I surrender, pressing down on me and refusing to get up. Of course, I refused and struggled fiercely. In the chaos, I clung tightly to my mom, and she desperately held me down, preventing me from getting up. Suddenly, a subtle atmosphere rose between us. Under my mom's soft, smooth body, I felt a surge of heat again..."My hard, thick penis pressed tightly against my mother's soft abdomen, her large, full breasts pressed firmly against my chest; all movement paused temporarily, only the heavy breathing of my mother and me could be heard. After a while, my mother asked softly, "Do you want to surrender?" I said no, and my mother said, "If you don't surrender, Mom won't let you get up." I was feeling incredibly good at that moment, and didn't want to get up at all, just instinctively rubbing my penis against my mother's soft abdomen. My mother then realized something was wrong, and she wanted me to let go so she could get up, but I turned around and asked her to surrender. My competitive mother, of course, refused, so we could only remain locked in a stalemate, embracing each other. At this moment, my father's words suddenly rang in my ears: "Your mother is so sexy and beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her? If it's really necessary, you might as well take Dad's place and be filial to your mother... Don't worry, your mother has already had a tubal ligation, she won't get pregnant..." As if bewitched, I began to caress my mother's large, round, soft, and white buttocks. My mother panicked and yelled, "What are you doing? Let go!" I said, "I won't let go until Mom surrenders!" This enraged her, and she retorted angrily, "Don't even dream about it!" She immediately began to struggle violently. Her struggle only fueled my desire, and I intensified my efforts, reaching my hand inside her robe to caress her smooth thighs and occasionally groping her full vulva. *Slap! Slap!* Two stinging slaps left me dizzy. In pain, I loosened my grip, and my mother seized the opportunity to get up. I panicked and rushed forward to pull her back onto the bed. What followed was a fierce battle! My mother's strength was beyond imagination. I was bruised and battered, and she kicked me off the bed several times, but I was also red-eyed and stubbornly refused to back down; finally, we were both exhausted. My mother lay naked on the bed, panting heavily. Her nightgown and panties were torn and ripped off. I sat on the floor, naked, covered in scratches from fingernails. The ferocity of the battle was evident. My mother had been punching, kicking, and scratching me mercilessly, leaving me covered in bruises and a pitiful sight. But my attacks on my mother were limited to gentle pushes, pulls, and tugs, leaving her fair skin unharmed. After resting for a while, I stood up. My mother was still lying on the bed, panting. Her full breasts heaved, and her fair skin was glistening with sweat. The sight aroused me again. Seeing me approach her with my erect penis, she tried to kick me, but she was exhausted, and I easily caught her right leg. Wow! My 180cm tall mother's leg was quite heavy! Heavy, solid, soft, and smooth! Ha! Holding her in my arms felt so good! In the blink of an eye, seeing her right leg captured, Mom kicked out with her left. Seeing the fierce attack, I knew I couldn't catch her, so I quickly ducked down. Coincidentally, I landed right between Mom's legs, her delicate, hairy vulva, mature and full, slightly open, so close to my eyes. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, licking the pink slit. Mom suddenly shuddered, cried out, and tried to kick me again. But I was off the bed, my head buried between her legs, her long legs were useless. There was a faint, musky smell between Mom's legs, the salty and astringent taste exciting me. The more I licked, the more energetic I became, and Mom's resistance gradually faded. This was partly because she was exhausted, and partly because she felt good. My mother's vaginal fluids were increasing, and her soft thighs closed around my head. She moaned intermittently, "No...you...stop it...ouch...um...um..." Suddenly, her hands reached out and grabbed my ears. I was startled, afraid she would pull hard and tear my ears off; but she only slowly increased the force, gradually pulling me towards her. Soon, I was lying on top of my mother, her eyes watery, her cheeks flushed, and her hands tightening their grip on my ears. She said with lust, "If you don't surrender...Mom...will...eat you..." I was now face to face with her, almost cheek to cheek. I thought: I'll shut your mouth first, let's see how you eat me then? Ignoring the pain in my ears, I lowered my head and kissed my mother, silencing her. Mom struggled to turn her head, making muffled noises, and released her hands from my ears, trying to push me away; but I held her head tightly with both hands, blocking her hands and preventing her from exerting any force. Having never kissed before, I only knew to open my mouth and seal Mom's lips; I had absolutely no idea how to derive pleasure from it. Suddenly, a soft, fragrant tongue entered my mouth and began to swirl around. The feeling was wonderful and warm, and I involuntarily began to greedily suckle. Mom's soft, fragrant tongue was agile and cunning, sometimes circling between my teeth, sometimes wrapping around my tongue and licking it; like playing basketball, my oral battle was once again a complete defeat, utterly manipulated by Mom. Mom, now burning with desire, began to take the initiative—perhaps the ideas Dad had instilled were taking effect! She flattened her feet on the bed, reached for my penis, grasped it, and immediately aimed it at her vulva. With a thrust of her hips, my nearly 20-centimeter-long, thick penis was completely swallowed by her. With a satisfied sigh, her round, powerful buttocks began to thrust rapidly. My mother, who had been exhausted just moments before, miraculously became energetic again. My mother's warm, wet vagina writhed incessantly, and in less than a minute, I couldn't hold back any longer. My mother seemed to sense this; she arched her back and twisted her hips, desperately squeezing my penis and thrusting, hysterically moaning, "Just a little longer... just a little longer... ah!" But how could I, a novice in lovemaking, hold back? A spasm, and my penis, deep inside my mother, powerfully ejaculated, wave after wave of hot semen causing my mother to tremble. My penis quickly softened, and with the overflowing semen, it slid dejectedly out of my mother's body. My mother lay quietly with her eyes closed and brows furrowed, her expression one of unfulfilled desire and sorrowful sadness. I, filled with regret and shame, immediately understood this was the greatest tragedy for a man. A moment later, my mother rolled over and lay face down on the bed, raising her large, white, tender buttocks and gently swaying them towards me; her bright red vulva was still dripping with semen, and that wanton, seductive posture instantly made me hard again. I couldn't wait to mount her, but my mother turned around and pushed me down onto the bed. She whispered, "...Don't move...Let...Mom...on top..." She straddled me with her back to me, her white, tender buttocks lifting and pressing upwards, easily taking my penis in completely. Boiling lust made my mother wanton and unrestrained; she twisted and swayed, moaning and crying, rotating and thrusting, rubbing and squeezing; my penis felt like it was entering a washing machine made of tender flesh, the pleasure and stimulation indescribable. My mother's climax finally arrived. Her whole body trembled violently, her buttocks rubbing incessantly. She cried out in a trembling voice, "Get up...hold me...quickly...kiss my earlobe...rub my breasts...quickly..." I hurriedly sat up and hugged my mother tightly from behind, doing as she asked, rubbing her breasts and kissing her earlobe. As she whimpered and convulsed on top of me, I ejaculated again, this time with powerful, hot semen!

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