I'm burning with desire, so I call my son "brother".

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Looking at myself in the mirror, seeing the crow's feet at the corners of my eyes, I realized I was already 36. I sighed at my fading youth, and each time this happened, a strange sadness washed over me. But to my delight, I still retained traces of my youth. My breasts, though not large, were full and firm whenever I wore a bra; my still-slender waist was a result of my conscious lifestyle; what pleased me most was my alluringly shaped, full hips that swayed unconsciously as I walked, creating a near-rounded shape when I wore a business suit, showcasing the sexiness of a mature woman; finally, what reassured me was that I hadn't lost my strong female libido. Whenever I chatted and joked with the young male teachers at school, seeing their excited expressions and attentive gestures, I felt a surge of self-affirmation regarding my charm. To be honest, I enjoyed flirting with men; it gave me immense pleasure. My husband was a taxi driver, strong and robust. But he left me in a car accident when I was 28. For the sake of my child, I didn't remarry. For eight years, I struggled between my responsibility to my child and my intense longing for her. So, I became sensitive. Even the slightest external stimulation would cause me to breathe rapidly and feel aroused; sometimes, even a passionate kiss from a TV drama would make me wet. When I couldn't bear it anymore, I would masturbate to my deceased husband's photo because I resented him! But after each orgasm, I felt incredibly ashamed and dared not look at his picture again. I considered finding a sexual partner, but I always reminded myself that I was a teacher, and I was bound by my profession. So, joking around with gay men during school lunch breaks and chatting online became my source of pleasure. Gradually, I discovered I liked to expose myself. I couldn't do that at school, so I did it at home. My son, Xiaolin, is 19 years old and a student at my school. Although I'm a teacher, my son isn't a very good student, and he's glib and talkative. Maybe I haven't raised him well, or maybe he's been influenced by his shady friends, but I love him because he's my own son. His increasingly obvious adult features and the little mustache make me feel that he's starting to look like a man. I knew he had already satisfied my exhibitionist desires, so at home I always dressed very lightly, wearing low-cut V-neck nightgowns, some even semi-transparent, and I never wore a bra at home, just a tank top. Whenever I was in front of him, I knew he was constantly watching me, watching my cleavage that occasionally peeked out and my fair thighs under my skirt. I always pretended not to care, letting him take advantage of me, and I would even get slightly aroused. I had seen his erection several times. I was truly excited; I never imagined that a woman nearing middle age like myself could arouse a teenage boy so much! However, I never really considered having sex with my own son, because he is, after all, my son, my own flesh and blood—that would be incest! But my indiscreet behavior sowed the seeds for what would happen later. Because I always needed teaching materials, the school provided me with a laptop to make them. Since I knew nothing about computers, I often learned from my son. Because he had a computer, which I bought for him the year he got into high school. Although it hadn't been long, he seemed to know everything about computers. I not only learned to use office software from him, but also how to surf the internet and chat. From then on, I discovered a whole new world. Online, I was no longer a mother or a teacher; I had no burdens or pressure, and I could be very unrestrained. So, every day after get off work, after dinner and chores, I couldn't wait to turn on my laptop and go online. My son had signed me up for MSN, and I used it to communicate with different people, flirt with strangers, and occasionally log onto some pornographic websites. I saw many new and interesting things, mostly from Japan, and learned that there were so many ways for men and women to play! However, I overlooked one thing: my son also had a computer in his room, and he was online when I was online!! Eventually, it happened. I remember it clearly; it was a Saturday noon, and I opened MSN...I found a new email in my inbox. Opening it, I saw someone inviting me to chat. The message simply read, "Slut, add me." Instead of being angry at this lewd invitation, I was incredibly excited. Without hesitation, I added him to my contacts and looked at his profile. His profile picture was a flower made up of various penises—some long, some short, some thick, some thin—it was astonishing. I stared at it for a full five minutes, my heart pounding, and my genitals itching. His name was "Specialist in Fucking Sluts," and his self-introduction said, "My dick is long," his hobbies were "incest, I like fucking sluts over 30," and then… The more I looked, the tighter my legs clamped together, and the bottom of my underwear pressed against my perineum… I spent the entire afternoon thinking about this person, restless and uneasy. Just thinking about his words and pictures made my lower body unbearably itchy, while my son, Xiaolin, maintained a smirking expression. The entire afternoon passed in anxious waiting. I finished making dinner and called out to my son's room, "Xiaolin, come out and eat!" He came out, shaking his head. "What's wrong, son? Why are you like this?" I asked with concern. "Ugh, I've been doing homework all afternoon, my head is spinning." "Why are you being so good today? Didn't you go out to play?" "I was afraid you'd be lonely," my son said with a smile. "My son has grown up so much, he knows how to care for his mother now." I said while putting food on his plate. "Mom, are you going online tonight?" he asked with a strange expression. "Yes, why?" "Nothing, just asking, what do you do online, Mom?" "What can I do? Just check what information is on the education network." I lied to him. "Did you use the chat software I set up for you?" "Yes, yes, it's great, there are already quite a few people, this afternoon there were even..." I remembered what happened in the afternoon and didn't finish my sentence. My son, Xiaolin, suddenly perked up, a smile spreading across his face. "Someone as pretty and sexy as Mom is very attractive online." "Oh, what nonsense! Mom's old." I was secretly pleased. "Not at all, Mom! Look at your fair skin, your full figure, so alluring!" My son's praise startled me, my face flushing. "Where did you learn that from? It's so indecent. I really need to teach you a lesson." Seeing my displeasure, my son fell silent, eating quietly, but his eyes never left me, and today his gaze was unusually intense, making me very uncomfortable. He quickly finished his meal and went to his room. As I washed the dishes, I wondered: Why is my son acting so strangely today? I cleaned everything up and sat down at the computer with anticipation. When I opened MSN, I nervously checked, and the man named "Specialist in Sexually Exploiting Sluts" was online. Seeing the notification that he was online, I was extremely excited. A moment later, he sent a message: "Hello, slut." "Why are you talking like that?" I feigned modesty. "Oh, you're still angry? The chat invitation I sent you was 'Slut, add me.' If you weren't a slut, why would you add me?" "You, how can you be so mean?" I was speechless, so I resorted to coquettishness. "There's something even worse, hehe, slut, tell your brother, how old are you? Are you married?" "Who are you calling brother? I'm over thirty, how old are you?" I retorted. "Me? I'm 20. You're so slutty, have you slept with a lot of men?" "You're only 20? You're a kid, about the same age as my son." I was a little disappointed, and at the same time, I marveled at how precocious kids are these days. "So what if I'm 20? I'm young and strong, I specialize in fucking sluts like you in your 30s, hehe, do you not have a husband?" "You, how did you know?" I was shocked. "If I had a husband, I wouldn't be so slutty, hehe." "I'm not chatting with you anymore, you're annoying." I was a little angry. "No, no, I was wrong, okay? I'll show you something nice." He sent me a picture of a bespectacled boy spreading the legs of a woman my age and inserting his penis into her vagina. It was even moving, and the woman's expression was a mixture of crying and moaning. This picture made my already wet vulva even wetter. I subconsciously rubbed my vulva to relieve the itching. "How about it, hehe, pretty, right?" "What, what is this?" "It's a son fucking his mother, how about it, do you like it?" "You're so naughty, sending this kind of picture." I pretended to be innocent. "What are you pretending for? Want more? I have a lot more." "Is there more?" My strong desire made me want to see more. "Haha, a slut is a slut, call me brother and I'll show you, hehe." "Oh, you're so young, please send me some more." I couldn't bring myself to say it, so I just begged. "No, I won't let you see it unless you call me 'brother'." I hesitated. Although I didn't want to call him that, the woman's spread legs in the picture and her comfortable expression kept stimulating my sensitive genitals. Especially the age difference between us gave me a feeling of being conquered! Seeing that I didn't reply for a long time, he sent another message: "Online, there's no distinction between big and small. Besides, we don't even know each other. What's there to be embarrassed about? I have something even better. It'll make you feel amazing. Hurry up and call me 'brother,' or I'm leaving." He had found my weakness. "Then, brother, send it quickly," I said, blushing. "No, it's 'brother.'" "Brother, send it to your sister quickly." I was tormented by desire and began to lose all shame, but for some reason, I was so excited when I called this kid 'brother,' and my nipples were completely swollen. "Sigh, good girl, hehe, you're so slutty and cheap, haha." As he spoke, he sent another picture. It was still the same boy and the same woman, but this time it was doggy style. The boy was grabbing the woman's arms from behind and thrusting hard. He could move. It was so stimulating for me. I fantasized that I was that woman, being ravaged from behind by the boy. My love juice kept flowing from my uterus, and my entire vulva felt like tiny insects were crawling on it. Even the slightest movement of my hips would cause a trickle of vaginal fluid to flow out. I could only get a brief moment of satisfaction by repeatedly clenching my thighs and rubbing them up and down. "Hey, is your pussy getting wet?" "Yeah, send it again," I actually answered her question. "Hey, is your panties soaked too?" "Mind your own business, send it already!" The more lewd his words were, the more impatient I became. He didn't answer, but I knew he was waiting for my reply. I didn't expect a 20-year-old boy to be so experienced. I had no choice but to answer him again: "Yeah, it's soaked, I feel so uncomfortable, just send it already!" "Hahaha, yes, be good, I'll satisfy you," he said, and then another picture came in—a picture of the woman riding on top of the boy, twisting her hips. "Anything more stimulating?" I typed quickly. "Haha, you're so horny, I have plenty, but you have to tell me if your pussy is loose?" "Why do you keep asking these filthy questions?" Actually, I'm not averse to these topics. "Tell me already!" "It's not loose, because it's been a long time..." "So what do you usually do when you're horny?" "I take care of myself, hurry up and send it." "How about I fuck you?" "You, haha, are you fully developed?" "I could fuck two of you." Then another picture was sent, this time a picture of an erect penis, not very clear, but still recognizable. The penis wasn't very long, but it was exceptionally thick, especially the glans, which looked like a huge, hard walnut. "So big!" "Haha, scared now? That's mine, how about it, can it satisfy you?" "I don't believe you lying, how old are you?" I didn't believe it at all. "Damn, I took that picture myself, why do you believe me now?" He got serious. "Since you can take pictures, well, then make a V sign next to your 'treasure' and let me see, hehe." I thought I could definitely see through him. He didn't say anything, but after a while, he sent another picture, and there really was a V sign next to his penis. I didn't know what to say for a moment. "How about it? Hehe, you can't deny it." "Then how come it's so big, like an adult's?" "Do you like it? How about we do it? I love fucking sluts like you." "No, you're so small, like my son." "What's wrong with son and mother? That's more exciting." "You're so vulgar, how can you say that?" "Hmph, what are you pretending for? What era are we living in? To be honest, do you really want it right now?" "Yeah, that's why I asked you to send pictures, hurry up and send them, I'm really uncomfortable." I begged him again. "How do you usually do it yourself?" "What do you mean, how? I just use my hands." "Do you insert it inside?" "No, I think it's dirty. I just rub it on the outside." "Then wash it. You don't enjoy it that way. Let me tell you, you put your fingers inside, find a protruding spot, and dig hard there. With your other hand, pinch your clitoris. I guarantee you'll pee your pants from pleasure, hehe." "But, that's so unhygienic." I was tempted by what he said and started rubbing my vulva through my underwear. "What are you afraid of? Just like this." As he said this, another picture came over. It was a moving picture of two fingers inserted into a vagina, then spraying out a lot of vaginal fluid like urinating. I really don't know, women...You can ejaculate like this?! I felt like something was hitting my chest, my nipples were swollen and sore, and the bottom of my underwear was completely stuck to my vulva. When I touched it, I could feel the salty, wet discharge. I looked back at the closed door and listened to the sounds coming from my son's room. After confirming that he hadn't moved, I put my feet on the desk, lifted my skirt, pulled my red underwear down to my knees, and rubbed my vulva with my right middle and index fingers. My left hand reached inside my vest and squeezed and pinched my breasts. "Say something, what's wrong?" "Why aren't you saying anything?" He asked several times, but I didn't answer. Finally, I just typed one word: "Send." As if he knew I was masturbating, he didn't say anything this time, but just sent me pictures one by one. All sorts of lewd pictures appeared on my computer screen. Some were students raping teachers on desks; some were old men tying up and whipping women; some were boys ejaculating on middle-aged women's faces... These pictures stimulated my uterus, and large amounts of vaginal fluid overflowed. It felt like many tiny insects were crawling and biting inside my vagina, but no matter how much I rubbed my vulva, I couldn't reach a deeper level of pleasure. I tried gently parting my labia majora and digging at the entrance with my middle finger, while also releasing my breast with my left hand and gently pinching my clitoris with my fingernail. I suddenly felt a pleasure I hadn't experienced in a long time. My fingers felt like they were electrified; with each stroke, my whole body trembled as if I were being electrocuted. The pleasure quickly traveled from my genitals to my uterus, my thighs went numb, and my vaginal fluids flowed more and more. I moaned softly, "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...mmm...ah." Perhaps I was too eager just now, and I forgot something, something I regretted countless times afterward! I only closed the door, but I didn't lock it!! Just as I was about to push my fingers deeper, the door opened! My son, Xiaolin, was standing in the doorway! I was stunned, followed by utter shame! Look at my posture at that moment—legs wide open, feet on the desk, red panties wrapped provocatively around my knees, my left breast exposed outside my vest, and most shamefully, half of my finger was still inside my wet vagina! I still remember how hot my cheeks were. My son, Xiaolin, didn't seem surprised at all; for a fleeting moment, I even saw him smile. "Son...you...you..." Before I could finish, he came over, grabbed my swivel chair, and pulled me from the table to him. I didn't react at all. Without a word, he used both hands to pull my legs apart from under my knees, so forcefully that my buttocks were lifted off the chair. He stared intently at my genitals. Only then did I realize that my own son was eyeing my vulva so lewdly! I immediately covered my genitals with my hands, yelling, "Xiaolin, what are you doing?! Let go!" I screamed and twisted my hips, trying to break free. But he wouldn't let go, leering, "Mom, your son has wanted to fuck you for a long time. Take your hands off, and I'll give you pleasure, hehe." I was shocked by his words! I never imagined that he would show no fear in the face of his own mother's resistance, and even utter the word "fuck"! I felt he wasn't the obedient son Xiaolin who usually listened to me anymore. "Let go! Did you hear me, you beast!!" Realizing he couldn't get away with it, he released my legs and grabbed my hands, pulling them behind the chair. I struggled and kicked, but it was no use. He took my phone charger from the bed and used its cord to tightly tie my hands together behind the chair. "Hehe, how about it, Mom? Still struggling?" "You're a beast! I've wasted all these years raising you!!" I yelled. He didn't say anything, took a pillow from the bed and placed it under my buttocks, then grabbed my red underwear wrapped around my knees and pulled it down my legs. He unfolded the underwear and carefully examined my genitals. My face flushed crimson with embarrassment, and I cried out, "No...don't look!" "Wow! Mom wasn't lying after all, your panties are really soaked!" He brought the panties close to his nose, "Mom's panties smell so good and are so sexy, so nice!" "You, that was you just now..." "Yes, I never thought Mom was such a sexy woman, it's rare, hehe." I understood everything. It turned out that the boy who had been flirting with me online was actually my own son! I didn't even have the courage to speak loudly. "Now let me see Mom's sexy pussy." He said, pulling my thighs apart as before. Without the restraint of my panties, he opened my thighs as wide as possible, and my vulva, covered in vaginal fluid, was completely exposed to my own son. "Xiaolin, Mom begs you, please stop! I'm your own mother, please, Xiaolin!" He looked up at me, his eyes half-closed, and said, "You can flirt with those young male teachers at work, but you can't satisfy your own son? Do you know what people call you when you wiggle your slutty ass in the crowd? They call you 'slutty ass.' To keep you from being a slut outside, I'm satisfying you now. It's called keeping the good stuff in the family, hehe." My son's words made me feel incredibly ashamed. I never thought that outsiders would see me as a promiscuous woman, but it wasn't my fault. "Hmm, Mom, you really are a slut, hehe. Your labia majora are so dark, it must be the result of frequent masturbation." My son carefully observed my genitals while commenting with relish. "No, I can't look! No, I can't! Please, Xiaolin, don't look!" I turned my face away in shame. However, I actually experienced immense pleasure from my own son's molestation. The more lewd his words were, the more excited I became. I felt my clitoris throbbing and aching, and a trickle of vaginal fluid flowed out. My entire vulva involuntarily contracted inwards, and even my toes unconsciously clenched and unclenched. "Mom, are you very excited now? Look," he said, releasing one of my legs and wiping my open vulva with his middle finger, then holding it up to my face. "Mom, look, your juices are all stuck to my finger." I turned my head and glanced at it. A large drop of vaginal fluid was stickily surrounding my son's fingertip. I was too ashamed to look any longer, but my son put his finger in his mouth and licked it repeatedly. "Hehe, Mom's juices smell so good, I have to eat more of them." "No, it's dirty..." "Today I'm going to play with you thoroughly. I won't miss a single part of your body, I'll make you feel incredibly horny." As he spoke, my son, Xiaolin, straightened my left leg and began licking it from my toes. "Ah, no, Xiaolin, that's dirty, you can't do that, please!" He completely ignored my cries, first sucking on each of my toes one by one, the wet, warm sensation spreading from my toes up my body, then to my soles. "Ah, it itches..." "It's okay, Mom, you'll feel better soon." His tongue traveled down my calves to my knees, the warm sensation growing stronger. I longed for my son to continue moving closer to my genitals, but he stopped at my knees and started again on the other foot. After licking both calves, he glanced at me excitedly. Our eyes met, and I was too ashamed to look at him. He smiled contentedly, bringing my legs together and pushing them up, exposing the back of my thighs and my entire buttocks. "Oh dear, what are you doing, Xiaolin? Quick, quick, let go of Mom, this, this looks so bad!" I felt incredibly embarrassed in this position and pleaded with him softly. "Hmph, Mom, you're my toy today. I can play with you however I want. I'm going to cover you in my saliva, hehe," he said, rubbing my thighs and legs from my knees down between my thighs with his tongue and lips. Sometimes he licked with his saliva-covered tongue, sometimes he sucked with his lips. The licked areas first sent waves of tingling sensations up to my genitals, followed by the cool sensation of evaporating saliva—it felt so good. Each time he only licked up to my inner thighs before turning back upwards. After a few rounds, beads of sweat appeared on my nose, and I began to moan softly. Although it felt good, it wasn't quite satisfying. The intense desire was suppressed in my chest, unable to be fully satisfied. I knew it was because my sensitive cunt wasn't being soothed. My heart pleaded again and again: Son, hurry, hurry and play with Mommy's cunt!! But he seemed to be teasing me, bypassing my vulva which was protruding high due to my tightly clenched legs, his tongue sliding along my labia majora towards my buttocks, reaching my anus. "Mommy's anus is so small, so cute, let me taste it." He first pressed his tongue against my anus, as if trying to penetrate it, then licked my anus clean inside and out. It was the first time a man had licked my anus. Although I had seen foreigners doing anal sex online, I never imagined that having my anus licked would feel so good. "Ah...ah...mmm...mmm..." Hearing my moans, my son looked up, laughing, and said, "How's it, Mom? Feeling good? Hehe, do you want me to lick you again?" "Yes, I do..." "Where do you want me to lick you?" "Ah...upwards..." My son knew where I wanted him to lick, but he pretended not to understand and asked me, "Say it clearly, Mom, where is 'upwards'?" "Son, please, don't force me, just lick me, okay?" "No, Mom has to tell me." Seeing that I couldn't persuade him, I could only whisper, "The vagina..." "Hehe, Mom, you...""If you want to feel good, you have to be a little more slutty. Weren't you being very slutty online just now?" he said, slapping my buttocks. "Say it clearly, Mom." Although I was shy, I knew that my son knew all my wanton behavior. No matter how I hid it, he knew I was a slutty woman, so I whispered, "Lick Mom's genitals." Hearing my words, my son became even more excited, and the tent in his shorts grew even higher. "Hehe, Mom, your sluttyness is even better than the actresses in porn movies. I'll satisfy you, hahaha, but you have to answer a few questions for me. What is this?" he said, patting my genitals lightly with his palm. "It's genitals." "No." He persisted. "This is Mom's genitals," I answered, blushing. "No, be more slutty." I knew he wanted me to say that word. Actually, I usually really liked that vulgar word; it excited me inexplicably. I never thought it would be my turn to say it today. I think my expression at that moment must have been very slutty. "Yes, um..." "What is it? Tell me, Mom." "Yes, it's Mom's, it's Mom's pussy." "Haha, that's right, Mom. And what's this?" He tugged at my pubic hair. "This is Mom's pubic hair." "Then, what's this?" He pressed my anus with his middle finger. "That's Mom's asshole." "Haha, Mom, you're so horny and obedient. I'll reward you properly. I'll make sure you're dripping wet, hehe." I suddenly felt some release from the suppressed desire in my chest. During the question and answer with my son, the love fluid that had been slowly seeping out of my vagina broke through my vulva and gushed out in large gushes. Just then, my son lifted my legs onto his shoulders, buried his head between my thighs, and began to lick my vulva. He wasn't just randomly licking and touching; he first kissed my labia majora with his wet lips, while simultaneously using his tongue to quickly trace across my labia minora. The warmth of his tongue warmed my vulva, sending a jolt of pleasure through my vaginal walls to my uterus. I could clearly feel warm currents gushing from my uterus through my vagina, slowly wetting my perineum, then my anus. The warmth spreading throughout my body transformed into wanton moans that escaped my lips: "Ah...ah ah...mmm...ah ah ah ah...so good...ah ah ah...good son...ah ah ah...more...ah ah ah...Mommy feels so good...ah ah...my vagina feels so good..." Hearing my moans, my son became even more vigorous. He began to slowly cover my vulva with his entire tongue, starting from my perineum. Reaching my clitoris, he would flick the tip of his tongue twice quickly, then start again. Every time he flicked my clitoris, I would instinctively flinch back, then immediately meet his tongue. "Ah...good son...ah...Mommy...ah...play with my clitoris...play with me...Mommy begs you...uh...yes...yes..." Hearing my request, he used his two thumbs to forcefully spread apart the tender flesh surrounding my clitoris, exposing it completely. "Mommy, look at me, see how your son plays with your clitoris." I slightly opened my eyes and looked down at my own son playing with my clitoris. His tongue moved up and down rapidly on my clitoris, and I thrust my hips in rhythm with his licking. When he sucked on my entire clitoris, I desperately lifted my hips and twisted, trying to get my vulva as close to his lips as possible, tilting my head back and thrusting my chest upward. "Ah...ahhh...ahhh...amazing...son is amazing!! Ahhhhh...so amazing...ahhhh...tongue, ahhhh, so amazing...ahhhh...Mommy...so good...ahhhhh..." Under my son's licking, I felt my pubic hair stand on end, my inner thighs were both sore and numb, and I desperately clenched them inward. Just as I was intoxicated by this wonderful feeling, I saw my son quickly pull out his extremely swollen penis from his underwear, exactly the same as the one I saw in the photo. He skillfully pulled down the foreskin, revealing the bright red glans inside. "Ah...son...no!" I cried out in desperation. Before I could finish speaking, with a "plop," I felt my entire vagina being completely stretched open, and my cervix was completely blocked by the warm, hard glans! "Good son, ah, Mommy begs you, take it out, I am your biological mother, this is incest, please, okay?" I cried and begged him. "Hmph, you're always wiggling your big ass and wearing so little. I've wanted to fuck you for a long time, and now I regret it, hmph, too late." Then, he grabbed my ankles with both hands, roughly pulled them apart, and thrust his hips like rowing, saying, "You're so slutty, and your pussy is so tight. I'll teach you to be tight, I'll teach you to be tight." Although my pussy was full of lustful fluid, and my son's penis could go in and out freely, I really hadn't had sex in so long. I felt like my entire lower body was filled with my son's penis, and he came so suddenly and violently, making me feel both pleasure and pain, and I couldn't take it. My vagina was also making a "squeak squeak squeak" sound from the intense friction. "Son, ah ah... slow down... slower... Mommy ah ah ah can't take it... ah ah... my pussy is going to break... ah ah ah..." Hearing my moaning with a sob in my voice, he didn't slow down but instead used even more force. Because my vaginal canal is relatively short, every time he penetrated all the way in, part of his penis was still outside my opening. It was as if he wanted to completely shove his penis into my wetness. Every time, he would stick his buttocks out and then thrust straight up. With each thrust, the head of his penis would slam hard against my cervix. I was really worried that it would break. The pleasure from this impact was so intense. Before one wave of pleasure had even subsided, another surged in. After five or six thrusts, my pain completely vanished, leaving only an electric shock-like sensation: "Ah...ah son...ahhh...you're so cruel...ahhh...so cruel...ahhhh...Mommy's hole...ahhh...my hole can't take it anymore...ahhhhh..." Although my son repeatedly pulled my legs to the sides, I still unconsciously clenched my genitals. My breasts swayed back and forth from the vibrations. "Ahhh...ahhhh...ahhhhhh...son...ahhhh...ahhhh...I can't take it anymore...ahhhh...it feels so good...ahhhhh, Mommy's so good...ahhhhh...I'm going to die..." "Louder, you slut, moan even more slutty, you slut, fuck your slut!""Damn it...!" Hearing my loud moans, my son became even more excited, cursing incessantly. Being penetrated by my own son, with my hands bound, filled me with extreme shame. But the more ashamed I felt, the more excited I became, moaning lewdly. Unable to grasp anything with my hands, I could only shake my head frantically to release my pent-up pleasure. "It's coming... ahh, son... ahhh, Mom's coming, Mom's going to give you... ahhh, I'm giving you... ahh ... My son glared at me angrily and said, "Mom, how come you ejaculated so quickly?" "Son, you...you're amazing," I whispered, looking down. "Really? Let's continue, Mom." My son was pleased by my praise and said with a smile, "Mom, let's change positions. If you promise not to resist, I'll let you go." "Hmm, Mom, I've already...I've already given myself to you, why would I resist?" "Okay, I'll untie you." As he spoke, he came over and untied the wires from my hands. "Xiao Lin, don't call me Mom anymore, it'll embarrass me. Call me...call me sister instead." Seeing that my incestuous relationship with my son was a fact, I wanted to lessen my guilt. "No! I'll call you Mom, I like fucking Mom, and Mom will call me brother, hehe." He pulled me up from the swivel chair, his hands pinching my buttocks from behind, his hard penis pressing against my lower abdomen. "How can I do that? It's so embarrassing! How can a mother call her own son 'brother'? You want to embarrass me to death!" I said, blushing and smiling seductively. "Why not? Didn't you call him that online just now? Be a good boy, Mom, call him that, and I'll make you feel good." As he spoke, my son gently patted my buttocks. "Mmm, brother, brother, oh my, so embarrassing!" I thought my son was right and called out. "No, you have to add my name." "Brother Lin," I said, covering my face with my hands, but my pussy was already wet again. "Sexy Mom, you're so good, hahaha," my son said, bringing his lips to my mouth. I hooked my arms around his neck and let him put his tongue into my mouth. He licked all over my teeth with his tongue, and then teased my tongue. I didn't give in either, and met his tongue with mine. Our tongues intertwined, and he kept sending saliva into my mouth. While he kissed me, his hands were also restless, pinching and kneading my buttocks, sometimes spreading them apart, sometimes squeezing them together. His hard penis was also rubbing against my lower abdomen. With his teasing, it was impossible for my pussy not to be wet. His tongue, having tasted everything in my mouth, wandered out to tease my lips, and I retaliated with my own. They intertwined outside our mouths, completely breaking the bond between mother and son. When they separated, saliva was still stuck together, then it bounced off and landed on the corners of our mouths, making us both smile knowingly. "Mommy, are you comfortable?" "Mmm, so comfortable." "Mommy, can you say some dirty words? Hearing you say them makes me very excited. Can you relax a little?" "Okay, brother, what do you want me to say?" I shyly began to coo. "Mommy, what is this?" my son asked, shaking his softening penis with a smile. "That's... your brother's treasure." I answered while gently patting the head of his penis. "No." "Oh, that's... your... your... cock, hee hee." "Haha, Mom, you're so good." "Hehe, it's because your brother taught you well." I no longer considered the boy in front of me as my son. Unexpectedly, my lewd words worked like Viagra, and my son's penis became erect again. "You naughty thing, you're hard again, I'll hit you, hee hee, I'll hit you." I chuckled and patted my son's treasure. "Mom, you can't hit me like that, if you break it, who will fuck your little cunt, hehe." My son pulled me into his arms, his hand holding his penis and rubbing it against my lower body. "Brother, stop, let's do it again." I pleaded with him. "Okay, Mom, but you have to strike a really sexy pose before I keep fucking you, let's see if you can seduce men, hehe." "Hmph, what's so hard about that? You wait and see." Saying that, I lay down on the bed, grabbed my thighs with both hands, spread them wide open, revealing my vulva, and looked at my son with seductive eyes. My son, however, was stroking his penis, laughing and shaking his head. I pouted, turned to lie on my side, squeezed my breasts with my arms, and lifted my upper leg up, but my son still laughed and shook his head. I sat up, smiled wryly, put my hands on my hips, thought for a moment, then knelt on the bed with my back to my son, leaned forward, raised my buttocks high, and swayed them slightly, and smiled back at my son. This time he was satisfied, with his big penis erect, he came up from behind and licked my buttocks with his tongue. "Mom, no wonder everyone says your ass is the sexiest, it really is! Big, round, and fleshy, it's just perfect for men to fuck, hahaha!" "Oh, brother, you're so naughty, come on, I want it!" "Mom, are you ready? My big cock is about to fire!" My son pressed the head of his penis against the entrance of my hole, patting my backside. "Okay, okay, hurry up and fire, hurry up!" I impatiently twisted my buttocks, actively trying to take my son's penis in. With a "squeak...squeak," my son's penis was completely swallowed by my cunt. That feeling of fullness came again, but this time it was only pleasure. The big head of his penis was pressed against the entrance of my cervix, like a sword piercing my belly, that exhilarating feeling, no one but a woman can understand. "Ah!" I cried out, and my son also breathed heavily. However, he didn't rush to thrust. Instead, he swayed his penis, grinding against my clitoris. Slowly, my love juices flowed out, and I responded to him, twisting my hips back and forth. With the friction between his penis and vagina, our cries rose and fell, filling the room with an atmosphere of lewdness. Suddenly, he thrust harder, pounding into me wildly. "Ah... harder... ah ah ah... yes... ah um um... good brother ah ah... faster, brother, brother... brother... ah ah ah... fuck... fuck ah ah... ah ah... Mommy likes... ah ah ah likes..." "Fuck! Fuck! Ah... fuck your slutty mother to death... fuck you to death... fuck you to death... ah ah... so tight!" My son's shouts excited me. Matching his rhythm, with each thrust, I sat back, desperately clenching my vagina. The "squeak squeak squeak squeak" sound of my vagina and penis rubbing together, mixed with my love juices, and the dull thud of his glans hitting my clitoris drove me mad. "Ah, ah, it's squeezing me so tight, you slut, you slutty ass, hit, hit!" My son's penis, gripped tightly by my wet vagina, made him slap my buttocks with his palms. The thought of my own son hitting my buttocks filled my mind with a perverse yet exhilarating feeling: "Ahhh... good hit ahhh... so hard, brother, you ahhh, you're so hard... ahhh, hit me, ahhh, Mommy likes it ahhh... umm... yes... hit Mommy's ass ahhh..." With my lewd encouragement, the "slap slap slap" sounds were incessant. I felt my son's thrusts getting faster and faster. I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I twisted my buttocks desperately. He grabbed my arms from behind and thrust a few more times. "Ahhhhh, Mommy, I, ahhh, I'm coming!!" The pleasure in my vagina suddenly disappeared, followed by the heat on my buttocks. I knew that my son's semen had all shot onto my upturned buttocks. Immediately, a feeling of disappointment came because I hadn't reached orgasm yet. Before I could think any further, my son flipped me over. His fingers quickly penetrated my vagina, scratching the raised area on the vaginal wall with his fingernails. The raised area felt like a faucet; after just a few scratches, my pleasure reached its peak, and my urethra began to tighten. "Brother, no, son, stop! Stop! Mom needs to pee!" "Mommy, that's not peeing, don't be afraid, don't hold it in." "No, ahhhh, really, Mommy can't hold it in anymore... stop! ahhh!" Hearing my words, my son didn't stop; he used his other hand to squeeze my clitoris. After only three or four strokes, I couldn't hold back any longer. My urethra loosened, and a large gush of milky white fluid gushed from my vagina, spraying far away. The pleasure was so intense I felt like my bones were falling apart. I stared at my son in astonishment as he smiled and showed me his right hand, covered in my vaginal fluid…He shook his head with a smile. I pouted, turned to lie on my side, squeezed my breasts with my arms, and raised my upper leg, but my son still shook his head with a smile. I sat up, smiled wryly, put my hands on my hips, thought for a moment, then knelt on the bed with my back to my son, leaned forward, raised my buttocks high, and swayed them slightly, and smiled back at my son. This time he was satisfied, with his big penis erect, he came up from behind and licked my buttocks with his tongue. "Mom, no wonder people say your buttocks are the sexiest, it really is, so big and round, and so fleshy, it's just like a man's birth, hahaha." "Oh, brother, you're so naughty, come on, I want it." "Mom, are you ready? My big cock is about to fire." My son pressed the head of his penis against the entrance and patted my backside. "Okay, okay, fire it, hurry up." I impatiently twisted my buttocks and took the initiative to take my son's penis in. With a soft "squeak...squeak," my son's penis was completely swallowed by my cunt. That feeling of fullness returned, but this time it was pure pleasure. His large glans pressed against the entrance of my cervix, like a sword piercing my belly—a feeling of unbridled pleasure that no woman could ever understand. "Ah!" I cried out, and my son panted heavily. But he didn't rush to thrust; instead, he rubbed his penis against my clitoris, and slowly, my love juices flowed out. I responded to him, twisting my hips rhythmically. The friction between his penis and vagina caused our cries to rise and fall, filling the room with an atmosphere of wanton lust. Suddenly, he thrust harder, pounding away wildly. "Ah... harder... ah ah ah... yes... ah um um... good brother ah ah... faster, brother, brother... brother... ah ah ah... fuck... fuck ah ah... ah ah... Mommy likes it... ah ah ah likes it..." "Fuck! Fuck! Ah... fuck you to death, you slutty mommy... fuck you to death... fuck you to death... ah ah... so tight!" My son's shouts excited me. Matching his rhythm, with each thrust, I sat back, desperately clenching my vagina. The "squeak squeak squeak squeak" sound of my vagina and penis rubbing together, mixed with my vaginal fluid, and the dull sound of his glans hitting my clitoris drove me crazy. "Ah, ah, you're squeezing me to death, you slut, you slutty ass, hit, hit!" My son's penis, under the tight grip of my wet hole, made him so happy that he slapped my buttocks with his palm. The thought of my own son slapping my buttocks filled me with a perverse yet exhilarating urge: "Ahhh... good ahhh... so hard, brother, you're so hard... ahhh, hit me, ahhh, Mommy likes it... umm... yes... hit Mommy's buttocks, ahhh..." Encouraged by my lewdness, the sounds of "slap slap slap" were incessant. I felt my son's thrusts getting faster and faster; I knew he was about to ejaculate, so I frantically twisted my buttocks. He grabbed my arms from behind and thrust a few more times. "Ahhhhh, Mommy, I, ahhh, I'm coming!!" The pleasure in my vagina suddenly vanished, replaced by a burning sensation on my buttocks. I knew my son's semen had all landed on my raised buttocks. Immediately, a feeling of disappointment washed over me because I hadn't reached orgasm yet. But before I could think any further, my son flipped me over. His fingers quickly penetrated my vagina, scratching the protruding part of my vaginal wall with his fingernails. That protrusion was like a faucet; after just a few scratches, my pleasure reached its peak, and my urethra began to tighten. "Brother, no, son, stop! Stop! Mom needs to pee!" "Mom, that's not peeing, don't be afraid, don't hold it in." "No, ahhhh, really, Mom can't hold it in anymore... stop! ahhh!" Hearing my words, my son not only didn't stop, but also used his other hand to squeeze my clitoris. After only three or four times, I couldn't hold back anymore. My urethra loosened, and a large gush of milky white liquid gushed out of my vagina, spraying far away. The pleasure was so intense I felt like my bones were falling apart. I stared at my son in astonishment, and he smiled, showing me his right hand, covered in my vaginal fluid…

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