[True love between mother and child, genuine affection and true feelings][Full text]

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True love between mother and son, genuine affection and true feelings

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When I was little, my family was quite poor. The three of us lived in a house of less than 40 square meters. Because
I was their only son, I had a deep affection for my mother from a young age. However, it was just pure sonly
love for his mother. Perhaps mothers and sons are naturally closer, so compared to
my mother, my father was much less affectionate towards me.

My mother married my father, who had nothing, when she was seventeen. It is said that although my father was poor at the time, he
treated my mother very well. I was born the following year. Now I am seventeen years old, and the family's circumstances have not improved much. Since I was six or seven years old, my father has been addicted to drinking. For more than ten years, my father has been addicted to alcohol every day, and his care for my mother

and me has become less and less. The biggest harm is the physical damage caused by drinking and the direct impact on his relationship with my mother, which I only learned later. 　　My mother is not tall, but she has a good figure and regular features. Most importantly, she has very good skin and fair complexion . Although she is thirty-four years old now, her skin is still without any deformities, and she has a very feminine charm. 　　My father was always drunk, yelling at us. He would shout at At these times, I hated my father the most. My mother would hold me tightly or quietly finish the housework, then settle my drunken father down to sleep. I would sit with her at the dinner table , watching her study. At those moments, I felt immense respect and love for my mother, and I secretly vowed to study hard so that she could have a better life someday. These things happened when . 　　The most memorable event, and the one that changed my feelings for my mother, happened in the winter when I was thirteen. Because my family was poor, I always slept in the same bed as my parents. From the age of seven or eight, when I vaguely understood matters between men and women, I often sensed my parents doing *that* while I slept, but I never deliberately listened or observed. I believed that as a son, I should avoid what my parents did! But I often felt the bed shaking while I was sleeping. After hearing that sound so many times, I naturally developed that kind of desire. But at the time, my mindset was absolutely normal, and I would never have thought that I would have that kind of desire for my mother... 　　But one winter night, I was woken up by that familiar shaking of the bed. I quietly opened my eyes. It was pitch black all around. I felt my father pressing down on my mother, moving up and down, and occasionally making panting sounds. My mother said softly, "Be quiet, don't wake up A-Ping." My father didn't seem to say anything, and continued to move. Then I heard my mother make an unintentional "humming" sound, but after a while, the movement and sound stopped. After a while, I only heard my mother sobbing and saying, "Are you unable to perform again? If this is the case, you should drink less alcohol in the future, okay? It's good for your health." My father still didn't say anything. He seemed to sigh and rolled off my mother. After a while, he fell asleep, snoring. 　　I hid under the covers, pretending to be asleep. It had been a long time, but I could sense that my mother was still awake. She was lying between my father and me, and it seemed like her hands were trembling on her body. A few minutes later, I suddenly felt a hand touching my leg. I froze, thinking, "Could it be my mother?" I didn't know what to do, so I could only continue pretending to be asleep. The hand lingered on my body for a while, then began to move down to my lower body. Although I had been woken up by my parents' actions, my penis was still limp. The hand stroked my stomach for a while. I could feel that it was my mother's hand; it was soft. I knew my father's hands weren't this soft . 　　The moment her fingertips touched my penis, I shuddered. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. The worst part was that I had to pretend to be asleep. My mother's hand gripped my penis , slowly stroking it. I couldn't hold back my erection any longer. Perhaps my mother hadn't expected my penis to be so big when erect; she just stood there, holding it still. I was anxiously waiting for her to stop. Sure enough, after a while, she started again, and I could clearly feel her stroking herself. After a couple of minutes, she sped up. I felt like my lower body semen sprayed into my underwear. 　　At the time, I didn't know why my mother was doing this. Later, I learned that my father couldn't finish when she was close to orgasm . This was the most painful moment for her, so she unconsciously reached for me, and as she sped up, she also masturbated to orgasm. I pretended not to wake up and fell asleep after a while. 　　I slept very soundly that night. When I woke up the next day, my parents were already up. I pretended not to know anything, took a shower, changed my pants, and secretly observed my mother while eating breakfast. I noticed that her complexion was particularly rosy, and she looked even more alluring. However, when she looked at me, her eyes seemed to avoid mine , perhaps out of guilt. My feelings for my mother began to change slightly. I took the opportunity to get closer to her, and I found myself slowly falling in love with her—a feeling I had only ever had for female classmates . 　　For the next two months, life continued as usual. Every two or three days, when my parents did "that," I would also experience orgasm. But whether they knew or not, neither of us said anything. But this happy time didn't last long. Whether Dad sensed something was wrong or he thought I was almost fourteen and should sleep separately, he squeezed in a corner next to our bed and set up a makeshift bed—my bed… 　　From then on, I could only listen to the familiar swaying of that bed, suffering from insomnia time and time again… while my love for Mom grew stronger every day… 　Four years passed like this. I was seventeen. One summer evening, Mom and I were waiting for Dad to have dinner, but he never came. Just as we were about to go to bed, one of his friends said Dad had drunk too much and wouldn't be coming home . Mom locked the door, and we each went to bed. 　　Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep, not just because of the heat, but I think Mom felt the same way. I heard her tossing and turning several times. Finally, I decided to be bold and softly said, "Mom, I ca n't sleep . Can I sleep in your bed?"

"Silly boy, what seventeen-year-old boy still sleeps with his mother?"

"No, I haven't slept with Mom in a long time, I want to sleep with Mom tonight!" Without waiting for
my mother's approval, I jumped onto her bed.

My mother smiled gently and helplessly, "Alright, Ping'er, go to sleep early!" She pulled the thin blanket covering
herself and placed it across my stomach, patting me to let me sleep.

Lying beside my mother, the moonlight from the window dimly shone on us. My mother was only wearing summer
pajamas , and the hazy light couldn't hide her slender yet full figure, nor
the fragrance that kept wafting into my nose. But I didn't dare do anything to my mother, even though she was lying right next to me. I could only
close my eyes and imagine myself falling asleep.

I persisted like this for about half an hour. My mother probably thought I had fallen asleep, so she turned over
and hugged me, gently stroking my body with both hands. I could feel that she was very emotional and involved. She
treated me completely as another man, not her son. When my mother's hand touched my penis again, I
was already fully erect. She probably sensed something and stopped abruptly, but I couldn't suppress
the desire in my chest. I mustered my courage, turned around and hugged my mother tightly, then rolled over and pressed myself against her
. I was extremely excited and leaned down to kiss my mother's lips.

Mom was momentarily stunned by the sudden turn of events, but quickly realized what was happening. She pushed me off her and
said, "Ping'er, what are you doing?"

"Mom, I love you, I really love you."

"Silly boy, Mom loves you too, but you can't do this. I'm your mother!"

"No, Mom, I've loved you ever since you touched me four years ago. I dreamed of loving you like Dad did
someday ."

"You...you...know all that? But...but..."

"Mom, I know, I know Dad hasn't been good to you, so I want to be a man and
love you properly, Mom..."

Mom suddenly cried. Seeing her cry, I quickly said, "Mom, don't cry, it's Ping'er's fault, Ping'er
shouldn't have done this to Mom..."

Mom said, "No, Ping'er, you're seventeen now, a sensible young man. Mom believes you.
Listen to what I'm about to tell you, your father's health is very bad from drinking. Every time we do 'that,' he can only do it a few times. Mom...
unintentionally ... once I held you... but... but I was very satisfied, and then I couldn't control myself. Can you forgive Mom
?"

I didn't expect Mom to say this, and quickly said, "Of course, Mom, I really love you so much. From now on, let me treat you
properly ..."

"But, but we're mother and son, how can you do this?"

"Mom, don't take this so seriously. As long as you're happy and know that your son loves you deeply, that's
enough!"

After saying that, I kissed my mother's lips again. This time, she didn't resist, and I pressed my
lips . I gently sucked on her lips, tentatively slipping my tongue inside, but my mother wouldn't loosen her teeth.
I thought that only by arousing her desire could I suppress her reason, so I hugged her even tighter and roughly slipped my hand
inside her pajamas. To my surprise, my mother reacted this time.

I realized I couldn't be so restrained; I should be more forceful. My mother might forget that we were
mother and son , and it would be easier to arouse her desire. Without saying a word, I ripped off my mother's pajamas. Now, my mother
was lying beneath me wearing only underwear and a bra.

"No...no...Ping'er, don't...don't do this..." But my mother's resistance was
useless . I had already torn off her bra and thrown it on the ground...

In the moonlight, my mother's breasts looked particularly delicate. Although they were a little loose, they were still full and white.
I suppressed my inner impulse and didn't even dare to breathe too loudly. I pressed my face against my mother's breasts. I smelled
the unique fragrance of a mature woman. I put her nipple in my mouth and first used the tip of my tongue to caress it. I slowly felt
it harden. I was kneading her other breast in my hand. "Oh..." That feeling was so good...

Then I pressed my lips to my mother's again. She closed her eyes, and I pressed myself against her,
our lips touching, silently facing each other. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and put her tongue into my
mouth. I felt a smooth, sweet taste enter, and I quickly put my tongue in. When my tongue
touched hers, she pulled it back, which only fueled my excitement. I pushed my tongue
deeper into her mouth, finally touching hers. It was sweet, and we sweetly sucked on it, our
tongues intertwined...

Suddenly, my tongue was gently bitten by my mother. I realized I had to do something, so I reached down to
her panties and placed my palm on her private parts. Even through the panties, I could feel
her softness . The area was bulging high, and I started searching for the spot with my fingers (but I'd never been with a woman before),
but I couldn't find any opening. I just felt that her panties were wet...

My mother wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head to her mouth. I'll never forget the affectionate look
in eyes and her flushed cheeks. She whispered in my ear, "Take it off..."

I pulled on my mother's panties, and she lifted her buttocks. I stepped on her panties and pulled them down...

I pressed myself against my naked mother, my penis already hard and throbbing, with a warm
sensation. But I didn't know where to start, so I frantically groped around my mother's body, my fingers
trying to find the place where I was born in that hairy area. But something felt off. It turned out that my mother's legs seemed to be
teasing me on purpose. Yes, they weren't completely separated. I tried desperately to spread my mother's legs apart. Seeing my anxious
expression, she suddenly burst out laughing. She pushed me off her, and I panicked, thinking she was changing
her mind …

My mother sat up, her beautiful breasts clearly visible in the moonlight. She suddenly
reached and touched my penis, which was already bulging out of my underwear. Her hand gently touched my penis outside my underwear
, and I felt it throbbing. Perhaps my mother hadn't expected my penis
to be She slipped her hand inside my underwear, and when her hand clearly touched my penis, I closed my eyes…
My eyes... I really couldn't imagine it, I couldn't bear to look. I actually... with my mother... her, her hand... "Oh..."
My mother's hand grasped my penis, gently stroking it inside my underwear.

I couldn't take it anymore, I felt myself ejaculating immediately...

"Oh... Mom... um..."

"Ping'er, I... do we really have to take this step?" My mother suddenly stopped what she was
doing.

"Mom... don't think about it anymore, come on..."

"Ping'er, but... won't you regret it? We're mother and son after all, and there's also Dad..."

"Mom, let's not worry about this now, okay? I'll treat you well from now on. Think about what happened between you and Dad,
think about the future..."

Maybe this trick worked. Mom suddenly stopped talking. She suddenly seemed like a different person. She gently
pushed me down onto the bed. I lay flat on the bed, and Mom sat between my legs and started to take off my underwear. When
my underwear was completely pulled off, my penis stood straight up. Mom reached out and grabbed it,
squeezing it a few times from time to time. My glans was engorged and shiny. Mom stared at my glans, then lowered
her head . When my glans was first enveloped by Mom's lips, the feeling was indescribable. The excitement
quickly spread throughout my body...

What followed made me tremble all over. Mom gently stroked the glans and the crown of my penis with the tip of her tongue,
circling , then took it all into her mouth and started to tease it. I could clearly feel the glans touching my throat... I
stretched my legs out from time to time to express my pleasure, but the pleasure came in waves.

My mother gently licked the tip of my penis with the tip of her tongue, then lightly rubbed it with her teeth…
I touched my mother's breasts, and incoherently whispered, “Mom… I… I can’t take it… Hurry,
I want… I want to fuck Mom…”

Perhaps my mother knew that I was about to ejaculate if this continued, so she stopped licking my penis and brought her mouth to
mine . I sucked hard on the tongue that had just been sucking my penis… I was still lying flat, and I saw my mother
straddle me, holding my penis with both hands, and slowly sitting down in front of her tender vagina. I felt
the head first in a tight, narrow, wet opening, then my mother’s whole buttocks sank down, and my entire penis
went in. I heard my mother let out a happy moan. She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and felt an
unprecedented . My son’s thick penis was fully inserted into my mother’s tender vagina, and the shiny glans
reached all the way to the very back of her vagina… …

Perhaps Mom wanted to experience the feeling of penetration again, she actually lifted her entire buttocks up. I
felt a sense of emptiness. No, I placed my hands on Mom's slender, delicate shoulders, trying to press her down, but Mom
had already straightened my penis and aligned it with her vagina before sitting down again. This time it was much smoother than before…

Mom sat on me, repeatedly lifting and lowering her buttocks, the room filled with
the beautiful sounds of intercourse. I lay beneath Mom, so overwhelmed by the pleasure that I was almost in tears. I wanted
to see Mom's eyes, to see her expression, but Mom still had her eyes closed, her face
contorted with pleasure. I couldn't bear to call out to her, but I couldn't take it anymore, I was about to ejaculate… I felt
my thighs and the bed completely soaked. Then I felt Mom's vagina contract, she slowed her movements,
her hips grinding deeply left and right. I thought she might have had that pleasurable orgasm.

I whispered, "Mom... I feel so good, I'm going to cum..."

Mom placed her hands on my chest, her fingers gently playing with my nipples, looking at me affectionately and
saying, "Come on, son, fuck me hard, it feels good too..."

As she spoke, she lifted her buttocks a few more times. I stared at Mom, reached out and squeezed her breasts,
thinking about everything between us. A surge of heat rushed from my feet to my whole body, my buttocks felt sore, my penis
throbbed in waves, my glans felt tingly and itchy, and the semen I had held back for seventeen years shot into Mom's cunt in
waves ...

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