Incest in the mosquito net

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I am 20 years old and a freshman at a university in Beijing. On the surface, I am a very well-behaved student, favored by teachers and envied by
classmates . However, I am not as they think. One thing that proves this is that, as a student who has just turned 20, I have
a 6-year history of sexual activity. What follows is the dirty secret I want to confess.

I remember it was right after the end of my first year of junior high school, during summer vacation. My father had been working away from home for two years and only came home on holidays. My
grandparents had passed away when I was very young, so that summer it was just my mother and me at home. My mother
worked in a clothing factory near my home. The boss exploited her severely, and she would work almost 12 hours a day before coming home, usually around 10 p.m. At that

time, the security in our area was not good, probably because there were many migrant workers. There were many robberies and burglaries at night. My mother was afraid to go home alone, so she asked me to pick her up every day. Since my father was not home, she also asked me to keep her company at night. That's how incest
between mother and son happened. 　　That was the first day I slept with her. Neither of us wanted this to happen. I never used to think about such things, even though I often fantasized about having sex with teachers, classmates, and celebrities. I never even considered it with my own mother. Because my mother's bedroom only had a fan, and we couldn't add another bed, and my parents' bed was large, we slept together. Because there were many mosquitoes, I took a shower and went to bed after coming home, hiding under the mosquito net and watching TV. 　　My mother came in later, closed the mosquito net, and because I was lying on the outside, she straddled me, trying to get inside . Inadvertently, I saw something dark and blurry. Although it was brief, because I was lying down and my mother was wearing very short shorts with wide legs , I could clearly see her pubic hair. Instinctively, my penis became erect. Afraid of being discovered by my mother , I lay on my side. My mother was completely unaware that I had seen her private parts. A little while later, she also lay down. 　　"Yunfa, lie flat on your back, you're blocking my view of the TV," Mom said calmly. 　　I had no choice but to lie face down. 　　"What's wrong, Yunfa?" Mom asked with concern. 　　"Nothing, my stomach's a little upset." 　　"Where? Is it serious? Let Mom see." 　　Because I'd just been startled by Mom, my erection had softened, so I lay back and casually pointed, "Right here ." 　　Mom gently massaged my abdomen with her soft little hands. "Is it here?" 　　Mom's sexy cleavage had made me completely see her as a woman, and my lower body was uncontrollably swelling. "Yes." 　　Mom had noticed the change, and her face flushed. "Go to the hospital tomorrow." 　　Seeing this change in Mom, my brain was racing. Mom had already started to see me as a man, otherwise her face wouldn't be red. What should I do? I wanted to rush up and have sex with her immediately. I craved it so much; people are always interested in the mysterious and yet-to-be-experienced. I really wanted to know what sex felt like. But I still didn't dare to do it. I could only think about it in my head because I was a good child, and morals dictated my actions. 　　The TV ended, and it was late at night. I lay quietly, unable to fall asleep, my mind filled with images of my mother's pubic hair, breasts, and flushed face. I fantasized about making love to my mother, disregarding all morality. More than an hour had passed without me realizing it. I turned over and saw my mother lying on her side facing me, unsure if she was asleep. 　　I gently called out, "Mom, Mom—" but there was no response. 　　For some reason, I felt an urge. I lay down on my side, my face pressed against my mother's hair, inhaling her scent. My penis grew even larger, and my desire intensified. I took off my underwear, my penis already pressed against my lower abdomen, and then, holding it, gently thrust I don't know how I had the audacity to do such a thing, but I did it. 　　My mother's body was separated only by a piece of cloth, experiencing a feeling I had never experienced before during masturbation. After a few thrusts, I realized Mom seemed to be pretending to be asleep because her breathing was getting more and more rapid. I was startled and pressed against Mom's buttocks, afraid to move. What if Mom found out ? I hadn't considered this, and now I regretted it. 　　Just as I was about to withdraw, Mom suddenly turned around, looked at me strangely, and then grabbed my penis. Before I could react , Mom had already taken off her underwear and straddled me, rubbing my penis back and forth against my waist. I was extremely excited. It was the first time in my life I had seen a woman's genitals, although it wasn't very clear, but I had seen it nonetheless. 　　The intercourse I had been looking forward to was about to happen; what a wonderful feeling! Gradually, I noticed that after Mom rubbed, it seemed like her genitals produced a sticky fluid, making my lower abdomen feel strangely uncomfortable. Suddenly she stopped, holding my penis... She pulled back the foreskin to expose the glans, then half-squatted down and rubbed the glans back and forth between her moist labia. I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, and my whole body felt like it was being electrocuted. Semen gushed out, and I felt incredibly relaxed. 　　I ejaculated before even penetrating her, and a wave of regret washed over me. I had missed a chance to experience intercourse; I was so useless. I wanted to cry. Mom sighed and went into the bathroom. I knew she was blaming me too; I regretted masturbating so often, which caused me to ejaculate at the crucial moment. 　　Mom came out of the bathroom and saw how dejected I was. She said, "Don't think too much about it; it's normal the first time." 　　Then we went to sleep. I woke up very early that day, around 5 a.m., but it was summer, and it was already getting light. I looked at Mom, who was still asleep, lying on her side with her back to me. I had missed such a good opportunity yesterday; would Mom let me do it again tonight? Thinking that there might never be another chance, I didn't care about anything else. I gently pulled down my mother's panties, which were quite loose, easily exposing her buttocks . From behind, I could see her pubic hair, labia majora and minora, and pink anus. 　　My penis was already erect, but I didn't know where to insert it. I just tried to push it in through the crevice, but maybe my mother was squeezing it too tightly, because I couldn't get it in. I just kept bumping around outside. At this moment, my mother woke up again. 　　She quickly put her panties back on, turned around, and angrily said, "Stop messing around. We're mother and son. You can't do this." 　　Was yesterday's messing around? I thought to myself, it must be because I performed too poorly last night that she doesn't want to do it again. 　　"Mom, please, give me another chance?" I pleaded.

"No, I have to go to work today. You just woke me up. Let's talk about it later," Mom's tone softened slightly.

I was desperate, so I hugged her tightly, crying and pleading, "Mom, one more time. Please, it'll be quick." I kept
kissing her breasts, my penis ramming wildly against her lower abdomen.

Perhaps it was her doting on her son, but Mom actually agreed. If she was just sexually aroused yesterday, this was definitely a sign of maternal love.

She said gently, "Baby, don't rush, take it slow." Yes, I hadn't taken off her panties yet.

So I pulled them off and started thrusting my penis against her genitals. Still no luck, almost five minutes had passed. I panicked, and I cried too.
Why it so hard to penetrate?! Mom couldn't stand it anymore. "Lift your buttocks up first."

I did as she said. Then Mom held my penis and guided it into her vagina. "Push down." I pushed down, and my glans was
gripped . It was hot inside, and my penis was gripped very tightly. With a little more force, it seemed to loosen up a lot, and my entire penis went in.
The feeling was amazing. Having learned from my previous experience, I was much more careful, slowly savoring the sensation, so I
could stop .

I lay between Mom's legs and slowly made piston-like movements, about seventy or eighty times, when I felt like I was about to ejaculate. So I
stopped for a while, waiting for the urge to ejaculate to subside before starting to thrust again. Gradually, I felt Mom's vagina getting looser and looser with each thrust, and I felt less and less
about to ejaculate.

I increased the speed and force of my thrusts, and Mom began to respond by lifting her hips, moaning "Mmm, ahhh."
After about ten minutes, I felt the urge to ejaculate again. I slowed down. "No, baby, faster, harder, I
can't take it ," Mom pleaded.

I wanted to ejaculate immediately too, so I increased the speed and force of my thrusts. We both screamed, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—"

A surge of electricity rushed through me, and my semen gushed out, shooting into Mom's vagina. My whole body felt relaxed, as if I had collapsed.
Soon , I noticed Mom's whole body was trembling, and her vagina was contracting. I thought she must have reached orgasm too. I lay on top of Mom,
panting heavily as if I had just run a kilometer. Mom closed her eyes, also panting heavily.

"Baby, Mommy's completely exhausted. How am I supposed to go to work today?" she joked. "Get off me."

I rolled over and proudly said, "I'm alright, right?"

Mommy laughed, "Alright? You're still a useless brat who ejaculated before even penetrating."

"Really?" I pretended to climb back on top and try again.

"No, no, Mommy begs for mercy, okay?" she pleaded, "I'm completely exhausted. I'll die if I do it again."

That's how my first sexual experience ended, and I was fairly satisfied. In the years that followed, we made love frequently, with more and
more variations and locations: the bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room, in the fields, in the woods, in the river, even on the street late at night.
It felt increasingly exciting, but as I grew older, the guilt grew stronger.

But we still couldn't extricate ourselves. Now that I'm far away, I still miss those days!

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