[A Love Story Between Mother, Son, and Husband][Full Text]

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A Mother-Son-Husband Love Story

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In our village, people call their parents "Dad" and "Mom." My father was betrothed when he was very young
, and he got married the year after graduating from middle school. Soon after the marriage, his wife wanted a divorce, saying he was a
useless man. My father went to many hospitals for examinations and treatments, and took a lot of medicine, but to no avail. A few years later, his wife
went back to her parents' home and refused to return, divorcing my father.

This woman soon found another man, and the following year gave birth to a son. After that, everyone in the village
knew my father was a "useless man." In the countryside, a man without a wife and children
was looked down upon for life. Later, the family asked people in other villages to introduce several potential partners, but after inquiring in the village and learning about the situation,
none of them wanted to marry their daughters to my father.

A few years later, a family of southerners who had fled their homes and were begging for food came to the village. The couple had three children:
two older girls and a younger boy. When my grandmother saw this, she discussed it with my grandfather. They wanted to keep a girl
for a few years to raise as my father's wife, saying that outsiders were helpless here and wouldn't be able to leave even if they didn't want to. My grandfather let
the whole family stay for a day, gave the couple two hundred yuan, and kept a girl who became my father's child bride.
This girl was my mother; she was only thirteen years old that year.

My grandfather had a tofu shop, and he would get up every night to make tofu. In the morning, my father and my eldest
brother would push a cart of tofu to sell in the neighboring village. The second year after my mother came, one day my father returned from selling tofu and
pushed a boy who was a little over a year old on the cart. He said it was the illegitimate child of a sent-down youth from the neighboring village and gave him to my mother.

This child was me. My father was afraid that I would leave this family when I grew up, so he named me Shuanzhu (meaning "tethered").

Every day when my grandfather made tofu, he would make several buckets of tofu pudding. Next to the tofu shop was a small house by the roadside,
with a table and several long benches inside. From as far back as I can remember, my mother would sell tofu pudding and tofu in this very room every day, taking care of me
as well . My grandparents were indifferent to me; they favored my uncle's two sons.
Later, when the family property was divided, my uncle received three newly built tile-roofed houses, while my father only received two old side rooms. One

summer, a fortune teller passed by our house, and my mother gave him two bowls of tofu pudding, asking him to
tell her fortune. He examined my mother's face, asked for her birth date and time, and calculated for a while before looking at her and saying, "You
have a blessed face and a blessed life; you will definitely move to the city and live in a high-rise building to enjoy a comfortable life."

After the fortune teller left, my mother excitedly said to me, "Shuanzhu, I'm counting on you! Study hard, go to
university, and work in the city to earn big money, then I can go to the city with you." From then on, my mother often
talked about this to me. When I was a teenager, many people in the village went to work in other places, and my father also went to work in
the suburbs partnering with someone to make tofu. I only go home for a few days during the Spring Festival each year, and I give most of the money I earn to my
grandfather, leaving very little for my mother and me.

When I first started junior high school in the village, one afternoon after school someone called out that someone was looking for me at the school gate. I ran to
the school gate and saw a very fashionable woman standing by the roadside outside, with a car parked next to her. I
called out, "Who's looking for me?" She came over and asked, "Are you called Shuanzhu?" "Ah!" "Is your father the
tofu maker in Hexi Village, xxx?" "Yes." She grabbed my hand, looked at me carefully for a while, and suddenly burst into tears,
choking out, "Can you still recognize me? I'm your biological mother." At that moment, many students came out of the school. She

quickly

opened the car door, pulled me into the car, and told the driver to drive
to a secluded spot...

That evening, when I got home, I called my mother into the house, took a packet of money from my schoolbag, and gave it to her. My mother asked in surprise,
"Where did you get so much money?" I told her what had happened that afternoon. After listening, my mother hugged me and cried, saying, "She
won't take you away, will she? I can't live without you... Please don't leave me." I wiped away my mother's tears and said, "I
won't go anywhere. I'll stay with you for the rest of my life." My mother fell ill the next day and lay in bed for more than ten days. However,
she never told my grandparents or my father about it.

By the time I was in junior high school, I was already more than half a head taller than my mother. When I was thirteen or fourteen, my penis was covered with pubic
hair I had my first nocturnal emission when I was fifteen. I remember waking up in the middle of the night that day and feeling something wet in my underwear. I sat
up and took off my underwear. My mother asked me what was wrong. She turned on the light and saw the sticky stuff in my underwear. She laughed and told
me that it was nocturnal emission, and that only adults did that, saying that I was already grown up.

I asked her if she also had nocturnal emissions. She said that it was a man's thing, and that women had menstruation. Later, she explained to me
what menstruation and nocturnal emissions were. This was my first sex education. From then on, I gradually began to be interested in women,
but I had almost no feelings for girls my own age or younger. I only liked to pay attention to mature women who were much older than me. Of course, the one
I paid the most attention to was my mother.

In my eyes, my mother was always the most beautiful woman in the world. She was not tall, but petite and delicate with fair
skin. I often watched her bathe. In our rural home, there was no bathroom. Every few nights
after I lay down, my mother would fill a large washbasin with hot water in the outer room and stand in it to wash herself. Before getting into bed, I would always leave the door
open, lying on the bed pretending to be asleep, watching my mother bathe in the outer room.

I often watched her bathe when I was little, but I didn't feel anything then. Now it's different. Whenever I see her
naked body, her fair skin, her beautiful breasts as big as fists, her snow-white, raised mons pubis below her abdomen, and
the fleshy cleft between her thighs, I feel hot all over, my mouth and throat dry, and my penis hard and throbbing. I really want to penetrate her snow-white
flesh. Actually, my mother knows I'm watching. After she finishes bathing, she always says to me, "Stop pretending to be asleep, get up and help me
pour out the water." I watch her put on her clothes, quickly get out of bed, put on my shoes, run over, pick up the large basin, use the basin to cover
my erect penis in my underwear, and pour the water out.

I've had a habit of "touching" since I was little; I always touch my mother's nipples when I sleep. My mother says I've been
like this since I was first brought home, and it must have been something I picked up from my birth mother. I still have this habit to this day. One night
, I had just fallen asleep when I was awakened by my mother's groans. I opened my eyes and saw her writhing in the blankets, looking
very uncomfortable. Later, I learned that she was masturbating.

I asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Where does it hurt?" She said, "It's nothing, go back to sleep." Out of habit, I
reached the covers and touched her nipples and full, soft breasts. After a while, she started to stir again, and suddenly she hugged me.
Her voice trembled as she said, "Hold me... Mother... Hold me... Mother." I quickly pulled her into my arms,
feeling her whole body convulsing. Only then did I realize she was completely naked. Her mouth kissed mine passionately, and soon
I felt a surge of heat throughout my body, my penis throbbing so hard it felt like it was going to burst through my underwear.

After a while, her body slowly relaxed, and she slipped her tongue into my mouth, our tongues swirling together.
My throbbing penis pressed against her body inside my underwear. She used her hands to pull down my underwear, and I took the opportunity to pull it
down my knees and kick it open. She then lay on top of me, and I could feel a lot of her vaginal fluid flowing down
onto my stomach and legs. She took my penis in her hand, lifted her lower body, and guided my throbbing penis into her
vagina . She slowly lowered her buttocks, and my penis slid completely into her vagina. The vaginal walls tightly gripped my
penis, and at that moment, I felt a pleasure I had never experienced before.

She clung tightly to me, her lower body moving rhythmically. After a while, I rolled over, pinning her beneath
me, and began thrusting my penis in and out. Soon, she cried out softly, the sound growing louder as her whole body
convulsed and trembled. Her vagina throbbed with each contraction. I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated. With a surge of intense pleasure,
my semen shot into her body. We held each other tightly, kissing passionately… I reached for the light and turned it on. I saw my mother
lying beneath me, smiling sweetly. We were both naked, pressed together.

I got off her and kissed her nipples, breasts, stomach, mons pubis, and thighs. I spread her legs and
watched the mixture of vaginal fluid and semen flowing from her vagina. I wiped it clean with a towel. She took my hand and
gently rubbed it on her clitoris. After a while, I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina. She held my hand and let
me move my fingers in and out.

I straddled her, putting my head between her legs and kissing her genitals. She
sucked the semen and vaginal fluid off my penis with her mouth, and I soon felt an unbearable throbbing pain in my penis. I rolled over, positioned my penis
against her vulva, and lifted my lower body. She guided my penis into her vagina with one hand and
pressed her other hand against my buttocks. I thrust my penis in again, pumping up and down. After a while, her body began to writhe, and
she whispered, begging me to fuck her harder. Soon, her whole body convulsed and spasmed. With a wave of pleasure, I ejaculated again,
my penis gradually softening as it throbbed inside her vagina.

I looked up at her face, kissing her eyes, nose, lips, and cheeks, then reached out and turned off the light.
We hugged tightly, and I could still feel her vagina gripping my penis tightly. She said it was the first
time had ever experienced such intense pleasure from a man; her whole body felt numb and tingly, it felt wonderful. It was also the first
time I had ever experienced such a wonderful feeling. I woke up in the middle of the night to find my penis, tightly wrapped in her vagina, throbbing again. I
kissed her to wake her and started thrusting again. This time, after she had several orgasms, I
felt no urge to ejaculate.

I thrust vigorously for what seemed like an eternity before she said she felt pain. Finally, she hugged me tightly and cried out in pain.
I rolled over, holding her as if she were on top of me. She slowly sat up, rolled over, and took my
penis into her mouth, sucking and sliding it up and down. I stroked her soft buttocks, and soon I ejaculated in her mouth
. She swallowed the semen, rolled over, and pressed her face against my chest. I held her in my arms and quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, my mother had already prepared breakfast. Seeing me sit up, she said, "Get up and eat." I
got out hugged my mother, and asked, "Does it still hurt?" "It's better." "I want to do it again." She grasped my
erect penis and said, "I'm yours now. Let's do it again tonight. Don't be late for school." I quickly got
dressed ate.

When I got home from school in the evening, my mother was cooking. She handed me a towel and soap, telling me to go
wash in the river first. Looking around to make sure no one was in the yard, she whispered, "Wash yourself thoroughly down there." There's a river
east of the village where everyone washes clothes during the day, and I often bathe there in the summer. When I got home, a delicious
meal was already on the table, along with a few boiled eggs. After dinner, I quickly did my homework while my mother went to help at the tofu shop
.

She didn't return until after eight o'clock. She locked the door, and I poured hot water into a large basin and brought it inside. My mother sat on
the kang ( brick bed) nestled in my arms. I took off her clothes one by one. After she was undressed, I picked her up and placed her in the basin,
washing her body with a wet towel. When I washed the area between her thighs, she cried out in pain. I
lifted one of her legs and saw that the area around her vagina was red and swollen. She said she had taken a bus to the county town to buy medicine during the day and would
wash with the medicine later. After showering and drying myself, my mother asked me to bring a small basin filled halfway with hot water. She added some medicine, and
the water quickly turned blue. I sat

in the basin to wash. After washing, she lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed). I poured the water out, locked the door, took off my clothes, and crawled into her bed.

We were both naked, embracing each other. My mother told me she had bought birth control pills and condoms. She
said she had taken the pills and that my semen inside her would make her pregnant. I asked her if she wanted to have a child. She said she did, but not now. She
told me to study hard, go to university, and work in the city so I could bring her to live there. She said she would definitely have a
child for me then.

Her hands kept rubbing my penis, making it very hard. She took out a condom and put it on.

I got up and held her in my arms, slowly kissing her mouth, breasts, and body. She quickly started to writhe,
moaning softly, and then tugged at my penis, saying, "I want big brother's big penis... I want big brother's big penis..." I
touched her vagina, which was already very wet, and asked, "Does it still hurt?" She said coquettishly, "My vagina
wants big brother's penis." I lay on top of her, and she placed my penis inside her vagina. I slowly inserted it and moved it up
and down , feeling how slippery it was inside. After a while, her moans grew louder, begging me to fuck her harder. I confidently
began to thrust wildly, and after she had several orgasms, I also ejaculated.

I asked her if it still hurt down there, and she weakly replied, "It's so good, my whole body feels limp, I can't feel any

pain anymore

."

A few days later, the redness and swelling in her genital area subsided. For the next ten days or so, I had sex with her several times every night.
Later she said I was still young, and that having sex like this every day was too physically demanding and would affect my growth and development, so she told me
to rest for a few days after each time. Actually, she was often the one who couldn't take it anymore and begged me to have sex with her. From then on, my mother seemed like a different person;
she was much happier every day than before, and I often said she looked younger and more beautiful.

One day in the classroom at school, several male classmates were fighting over a book. I went over and saw it was a "Handbook for Newlyweds."
Later, I borrowed it and took it home. That night, I sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) with my mother in my arms and we read it together. The book introduced
the structure and physiological functions of the male and female reproductive systems, sexual hygiene, contraception, prenatal care, and so on. When we got to the section on the female external
genitalia , I looked at my mother's vulva and compared it to the diagram in the book, noting which part was the mons pubis, clitoris, labia majora,
labia minora, urethral opening, and vaginal opening. Unlike the book, my mother's vulva had no pubic hair. My mother told me that
women without pubic hair are called "white tigers."

I remembered my grandmother telling my grandfather that "white tigers" bring bad luck to men. I asked my mother if my grandmother was talking about you. My mother said that
when we leave this world, your grandmother won't have to worry about bringing bad luck to her son anymore. Later, we also bought a "
Handbook ," mainly to look at contraception methods. I always felt uncomfortable using condoms, so I didn't buy any more after I finished them. My mother took
birth control pills and later had an IUD inserted at the county hospital.

After graduating from junior high school, I was admitted to the county high school. My home was dozens of miles from the county town, so I had to live at the school. Tuition,
accommodation , and food expenses would cost several thousand yuan a year. My family didn't have the money, and my grandparents didn't want me to go to high school, wanting me to stay
home and work. I called my birth mother, and she was very happy to hear that I had been admitted to high school. She said she would definitely
send the money when school started and also wanted to see me. For several years, she had frequently written to me and mailed it to the school, but I had never replied,
only calling her once a year during the Spring Festival.

When I started school, my mother came to the school and brought me 20,000 yuan. This time, she talked to me for a long time and told me about her
background . She was a sent-down youth from the provincial capital, and her father was a sent-down youth from Shanghai, living in a youth settlement.
Shortly after they fell in love, her father joined the army. They exchanged letters a few times in the first year, but after I was born, her father stopped writing. Later
, she heard from people who had returned from the army that he had been discharged and returned to Shanghai.

Her mother asked the sent-down youth from Shanghai to help her find him, but they couldn't. In those days, it was impossible to return to the city with a child.
With no other choice, she gave me away after I was weaned and returned to the youth settlement. Before returning to the city, she secretly came to our village
to see me. After returning to the city, she married a section chief in the municipal government and had a daughter. This man was more than ten years older than her and had been
divorced. Later, her husband resigned from his job and started his own company.

Although she is now very wealthy, she always feels guilty towards her biological son. Over the years, she
has maintained contact with the people in the village where she was sent to work, asking them to help inquire about my situation. She only came to see me after she heard that I was in middle school.
After seeing that I was settled in school, she returned to the provincial capital.

As my mother instructed, I deposited the money left over after paying tuition in the county bank and gave the passbook to my mother when I got home.
My grandparents later learned that my birth mother had come to the county to pay my tuition, so they had no choice but to let me continue my studies. After starting high school
, I could only go home every few weeks. Every time I came back, I would have sex with my mother until midnight. Several times, she made me pass out,
my whole body was ice-cold and I was unconscious for more than ten minutes. When she woke up, I asked her, and she said that the feeling was so good and wonderful.
Many female classmates pursued me at school, but I only had my mother in my heart and rarely interacted with girls.

Sometimes I would tell my mother about these things, and she would always snuggle in my arms and say, "No one
can take my husband away from me." After graduating from high school, I was admitted to a polytechnic university in the provincial capital. Shortly after I started university, my mother also came to the provincial capital. My
mother she missed me so much that she fell ill and insisted on coming to the provincial capital. My grandparents were afraid that I would return to my birth mother's home in the future, saying that I
had never been separated from my mother since I was a child, so they asked my father to go back and bring my mother with him, saying that this would also keep my heart.

My mother initially lived with my father in the suburbs, but later, in order to be with me, she rented
a room and worked in the city. She washed vegetables and dishes in restaurants, bought goods for individual vendors in the market,
and worked as a cleaner in a company. She did many jobs, saying that as long as she could be with me, she was willing to endure any hardship. My birth mother gave me 10,000 yuan
every year , and after deducting tuition and living expenses, the rest of the money went to my mother. In addition, I also often
worked part-time, tutoring and doing sales to earn some money, so we would have some savings each year.

After starting university, my sex drive grew stronger and stronger. Eventually, I reached a point where if I didn't have sex for a few days, I could
n't concentrate . In my second year, I became a day student and lived with my mother.
Every night, I had sex with her. My mother also had a very strong sex drive; sometimes she would wake me up in the middle of the night sucking my penis. If I didn't bring her to
orgasm , she wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the night. I, too, could only sleep well after ejaculating at night and concentrate in class during the day.
We truly became inseparable "sex partners."

In my third year of university, my mother filed for divorce from my father, and they finalized the divorce a year later. After
graduating , I found a job in Guangdong, and my mother and I registered our marriage. Soon after, she became pregnant. She went to
the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor told her she might need a C-section. She told me she was determined to give
birth .

(The End)

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