[Urban] Incestuous Relationships (Complete) - 31-33

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(IV)

I saw Mom standing motionless in the doorway, watching us, her face filled with disappointment and frustration. Clearly, our actions had deeply affected her.

She turned and rushed back to her bedroom, slamming the door shut. I could hear her sobbing.

I quickly dressed and returned to my bedroom.

Good heavens, I thought, what had she seen? How could I explain it to her? Should I tell her I slept with my lustful, lonely mother… oh no, with my 16-year-old sister? What should I do?

I sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

A few minutes later, I took a shower and returned to my room, noticing that Mom's room was quiet.

I hesitated for a moment in front of her door, then gently knocked. There was no response. It seemed this wasn't a good time to talk, so I went back to my room.

I lay there for about two hours, trying to figure out how to mend my relationship with Mom, but I couldn't think of anything good.

I heard rustling sounds coming from my sister's room. Out of habit, I went into the closet to peek into her room. I saw her lying on the bed, tossing and turning, sighing repeatedly, clearly troubled by what had just happened.

To hell with it! I decided to take the plunge. Rather than live in this atmosphere from now on, I'd rather apologize to Mom. Whether she forgives me or not, I'll ask for her forgiveness.

I put on my pajamas, went to Mom's door, and knocked. There was no response. I knocked again, and this time there was a reply.

I opened the door and went in. I saw Mom lying on the bed, clearly having just cried.

I went over and sat down next to her. I wanted to say something, but couldn't find a topic.

Mom spoke first.

"Child, what happened between us that day shouldn't have happened. I'm an adult, your mother, not your 16-year-old sister. You're her brother, and you have a responsibility to protect her and prevent her from being exposed to these things."

"But, Mom..." I was about to argue when Mom waved her hand to interrupt me.

“I mean, what we did was wrong. We went too far after what happened in the garage, and what happened in the kitchen made things worse. I shouldn’t have let things get out of control. It’s my fault. I haven’t been with a man in so long. All the men I’ve dated only had sex in their minds from the start. They only wanted my body. They thought it would be easier to date a widow. So I hate dating, except for those who really want to start a family.”

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

I hugged her, wanting to say something comforting, but I couldn’t find the words.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I don’t know how today happened. Maybe I’ve lost my mind. I don’t know. I know I was wrong, but you know how difficult it is to live with two of the most beautiful women on earth every day.”

My last sentence made Mom laugh. She moved closer to me, rested her head on my shoulder, and stroked my chest. I stroked her hair, trying to calm her down.

Mom seemed to like it. She slumped against me completely, as if she had no strength left. It seemed like she had a very hard day at work.

I continued stroking my mother's hair, and she lay completely in my arms. I looked tenderly into her eyes.

"I love you, Mom," was all I could say.

"I love you too, baby," she said. She looked very tired.

I lowered my head and gently kissed her lips, then again, but this time much harder, and she responded quickly.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and probed with her tongue.

My hand slid down and kneaded her breasts through her pajamas. Her breasts hardened instantly, and her nipples stood erect. I kissed her passionately, while my hands continued to knead her full breasts.

Her tongue swirled passionately in my mouth, encouraging me to be bolder.

I unbuttoned her pajamas, and her hand lingered suggestively on my groin. I wasn't wearing shorts underneath; I didn't want to be restricted by them.

Her bra was the kind that fastened from the front, and I easily unhooked it, revealing her firm, mature breasts.

My penis began to swell again.

This time, when my mother grasped it, it was so engorged that she could barely hold it.

She gently grasped my penis, stroking it up and down.

I immediately understood that although my mother outwardly said it was wrong, she secretly shared my deep affection for this forbidden incestuous love.

I lowered my hand, pressed it against my mother's right breast, and took her nipple into my mouth, gently biting it. My mother moaned, quickening her stroking of my penis.

My lips greedily licked and sucked between my mother's breasts, but my hands quietly pulled down my mother's skirt and lace panties. My mother's inner thighs were completely soaked, constantly flowing with lustful fluid due to the subconscious pleasure of incest.

I pulled off my mother's shorts and threw them far away, bringing my head between my mother's legs to admire her beautiful, naked vulva.

My tongue parted her pubic hair, gently flicking the cleft.

As my tongue and lips moved back and forth in her creamy cleft, my mother's moans grew louder. I,

the lovely subtropical hottie

, probed my tongue into my mother's vagina, licking her inner walls forcefully. My mother's back arched, her head bobbing back and forth, appearing utterly lost in passion.

I straddled her, positioning my penis against her wet mouth. I wondered what she would do after what happened in the garage.

The answer came quickly: her lips enveloped my penis, and I could feel her sucking hard.

My mouth greedily sucked at the fluids flowing from her vulva, my tongue mimicking the thrusting motion of a miniature penis. She lifted her buttocks, allowing my tongue to penetrate deeper into her delicious cunt.

My penis slid effortlessly to the depths of her throat. I tried to pull out, but quickly found her mouth incredibly strong, making it difficult to move.

So I used both hands, my penis throbbing against her mouth while she sucked at the fluids flowing from her.

Her hands gently squeezed my scrotum, causing me to ejaculate immediately.

In just a few seconds, my semen filled her throat.

She didn't seem to mind the mess, swallowing it down in large gulps.

At the same time, Mom reached her climax, her juices flowing freely and covering my face.

I pulled my penis out of Mom's mouth, lifted her legs, placed them on my shoulders, and positioned my penis against the entrance of her wet vagina. Mom lifted her hips to match my movements.

"Fuck me, baby! Shoot your semen into Mommy's slutty cunt!" Mom was clearly looking forward to a truly exciting sex session.

Just as I was about to enter, Sonia walked in.

"Okay," she said, "I thought you two weren't going to make up."

At that moment, I didn't stop, but thrust my hips forward, and my thick, long penis was completely inside Mom's warm, wet vagina.

Just as I expected, Mom's vagina was still as tight as the first time, the folds of her vaginal walls tightly gripping my penis, and the secretions making my glans itchy.

As I thrust in, her narrow vagina gripped my penis tightly, the folds of her vaginal walls scraping against my edges, making my heart race.

Mom lifted her thighs and wrapped them around my waist, ensuring each thrust reached my cervix.

This time we came quickly, perhaps because my sister was watching.

Mom's body trembled, her vaginal walls contracting, squeezing my glans painfully. I involuntarily ejaculated, imagining my thick, hot semen spraying completely onto the walls of Mom's uterus.

The ejaculation was brief, stopping quickly. Our tongues lingered for a while before we separated.

Mom said to Sonia, who stood watching with a flushed face, "Come on, baby. I don't think your brother will object to us doing it together."

Sonia giggled, took off her clothes, and joined us. She pouted at my penis, which had softened from excessive ejaculation.

"Look, it's already soft, Mom. How long will it take to get hard again?" she asked hopefully.

"Soon, baby, as long as one of us sucks it," Mom said.

I suddenly had an idea.

"Why don't you both suck it together?" I laughed, "That way it'll shorten the time it takes for me to get hard."

Mom smiled, she looked at Sonia, who nodded silently.

"Okay, Sonia, baby, you go first. Let's see how long it takes us to get it up," Mom said with a smile.

My sister lowered her head and swallowed my limp penis. Before she could do anything, I felt my penis start to get hard again in her warm, wet mouth.

My God, how many times have I ejaculated today?

I rubbed Mom's breasts. Her breasts were full, beautiful, smooth, and slightly sagging, but they could jiggle during sex and be incredibly alluring.

In comparison, Sonia's breasts were slightly smaller, but firmer and more elastic, adorned with two rosy nipples, which were very cute.

Mom leaned closer and licked my scrotum, while Sonia continued sucking my penis.

Mom took my testicles into her mouth, chewing them with relish, as if they were delicious. Then she and my sister licked my penis together with her tongue.

"Mmm, that's great," she said, looking at me lewdly, "It tastes wonderful."

Mom's tongue moved upwards, licking my lower abdomen, chest, neck, and finally stopping at my left eye.

"I want to see you fuck your sister," Mom said, "I want to see your big cock go into her cunt and fuck her hard."

"Yes, Mom," I replied, gently biting her neck.

"But don't ejaculate, okay? I want you to shoot all your semen into Mom's cunt, baby!" she whispered, her fingers still digging into her wet cleft.

Mom rolled over and joined in licking my penis.

Watching Mom and my sister working so hard, I suddenly felt that this might be the most lewd and exciting pleasure in the world.

Their lips and tongues alternately licked my penis, occasionally their tongues touching, but soon this contact became more and more frequent, turning into a mouth-to-mouth sucking, completely forgetting that my penis was the main focus.

Fortunately, they quickly came to their senses, shifting the battlefield of their soft, wet tongues to my penis, using it as a dividing line, sucking on each other, pressing their faces against my penis, their intertwined tongues rolling over it, occasionally licking it.

Oh, this feeling was even more stimulating.

My penis quickly swelled to its optimal state.

I gently patted my mother, giving her a hint, and she understood.

"I think your brother is ready, Sonia," my mother said.

My

sister sat up happily, and my mother helped her straddle my hot, erect penis, aligning it with her vaginal opening. My sister's body sank in, and the huge, shiny black glans immediately spread her tight labia and slid in.

We both groaned simultaneously. My sister's vagina was already soaking wet from the oral sex, and my penis slid in smoothly to the hilt.

I reached out and caressed my sister's full breasts, gently kneading them. We both slowed our movements, focusing on the pleasure of our union.

My mother sat beside us, watching my penis move in and out of my sister's tender, narrow, and lubricated vagina.

"Wow, what a lewd scene, so exciting," I heard my mother say.

My mother couldn't resist any longer, twisting her body and reaching down to where my sister and I were joined, using the fluids flowing from my sister's vagina to rub my scrotum.

This extra stimulation almost made me ejaculate.

Our hips began to rotate and sway, and I whispered in my sister's ear, "Fuck my big, fat cock well, baby."

Sonia groaned, twisting her hips wildly. I grabbed her buttocks without hesitation, lifting my hips and thrusting upwards forcefully. Her body rose and fell with my thrusts, her snow-white, full breasts bouncing joyfully, a truly pleasing sight.

"Oh, good, like that, fuck your sister hard, good boy!" Mom said.

As I increased my speed, my sister became even wilder. But suddenly her body rose, causing my penis to slip out of her vagina. Just as I was getting anxious, Mom's hand grasped my helpless penis, and then I felt something warm and wet envelop my glans. It turned out that Mom's little mouth had replaced my sister's unsatisfied vagina. Mom sucked for a while, then gave it back to my sister, stuffing it back into her dripping vagina. My sister couldn't wait to sink down, letting my penis return to her body. The feeling of fullness made my sister moan loudly with pleasure. We began to mechanically intertwine again, but more forcefully and faster than before.

Clearly, Mom's interruption had only fueled our desire.

"Harder, baby, fuck your little sister to death," Mom said. "She likes it."

Mom was always right.

My sister was now talking nonsense with pleasure, screaming and moaning incoherently.

Mom sat behind her, leaning down to watch our union. Every time I thrust my sister up, I could see Mom's face contorted with excitement through the gap between us. Mom's body heaved as she watched, her left hand gripping my calf tightly; I could tell she was masturbating.

My sister's orgasm didn't seem to have arrived yet, but I was starting to feel it. I remembered promising Mom that I would pour my love into her cunt, so I had to restrain myself, but of course, it was difficult. My sister's hot, tight, juicy vagina kept entangling me, making my teeth chatter and my scrotum contract; I was almost about to ejaculate.

So I gave up the initiative and let my sister do as she pleased.

My sister leaned down, placing her hands on my shoulders, shifting her weight forward to maximize the frequency of her hip movements. Her firm, full breasts trembled with each rise and fall, two small cherries dancing before my eyes, making me want to bite them off.

"Harder, good sister," I said, "Fuck me! Play with your big, fat cock properly."

My sister closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and stuck out her buttocks, stroking my penis with each thrust. I reached out and squeezed and kneaded her erect breasts.

"Oh...oh...brother...faster...brother..." she screamed, "...I'm coming...oh...oh...fuck me...fuck me...brother...I can't take it anymore...oh...almost...almost coming..."

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(V)

Sonia's moans were filled with intense pleasure, her body trembling violently. She frantically rotated her hips, her labia grinding against my base, her body pressed tightly against mine, rubbing together incessantly.

"Yes, good job, you should cum too, cum on my cock." I panted.

My sister heaved a few times, then sat up straight, squeezing her breasts with both hands as if trying to flatten them. My sister's vagina contracted so tightly, as if if I didn't spit something out to feed it, it would crush, squeeze, and break my penis. But I could only endure it, pretending my penis was lifeless, all the pleasure just a misinterpretation from my sister, because I still had to deal with my mother, who was like a wolf in sheep's clothing, later. I had to keep my promise and leave all my remaining semen for her!

"Oh...shoot it in me...brother...please, brother...shoot it in me quickly..." My poor sister, completely unaware of the unspoken understanding between my mother and me, was still pleading desperately, "Brother...don't torture your slutty sister anymore...shoot it out quickly...shoot it into my hot, horny cunt..."

My sister's pleas almost made me waver, but my mother immediately reached out and pinched my scrotum. This was more effective than any warning;

the semen that was about to flow out quickly flowed back.

My mother moved closer to us, hugged my sister, and vigorously rubbed her breasts, gently sucking and biting her hot, hard nipples. At the same time, my mother's fingers were inserted into her own vagina, her hips moving back and forth, just like my sister was now stroking my penis.

"Oh...oh...baby...use your fingers...use your fingers..." Mom cried out, "Fuck Mom's cunt with your fingers!"

Mom's vulva was hot and tight, wet, and clear fluid flowed down my fingers, covering my hand. I inserted two fingers into Mom's hot, fleshy hole, thrusting and stirring forcefully, trying to bring Mom to orgasm first.

"Fuck me...baby...fuck me...shoot your hot semen inside Mom..." she gasped, her skin covered with a hazy rose-colored glow, her pretty face flushed red.

Mom pressed tightly against my sister, their breasts pressing and squeezing against each other, while her vulva rubbed against my thigh. Mom's fingers went into my sister's hole, stirring forcefully to make my sister ejaculate faster.

"Oh...God...Oh...So beautiful...Fuck me...Brother...Shoot inside your sister...Oh...I can't take it...I'm going to cum..." she screamed. "Oh...I'm cumming..."

I grabbed my sister's buttocks and thrust hard. My sister's hips swayed from side to side, her vagina contracted rapidly, tightly gripping my penis, her erect breasts trembling with each thrust.

After a violent tremor, my sister collapsed onto me, her tight vaginal walls convulsing violently with the arrival of orgasm.

"Was it good, little sister?" I asked, slowly thrusting my penis in and out.

"Oh...Brother, it was so perfect! I love you," she said, gently hugging me.

My penis was still erect, and my sister obviously noticed, saying, "That's not fair, you haven't come yet."

"I know," I said, "and there's Mom, Mom must want me to fuck her now, right, Mom?"

Mom hugged us both, stroking my buttocks.

"Of course, come on, baby," Mom said with a slightly shameless smile.

I pulled my penis out of my sister's tight, wet vagina. My mother looked at my penis, which was covered in my sister's vaginal fluid, and licked it clean with her tongue.

Because of my mother's interference, I hadn't ejaculated inside my sister's vagina. Now, I desperately needed to penetrate my mother's vagina and release my pent-up desire. I pulled my penis out of my mother 's

mouth, which she was vigorously licking, and turned her buttocks around, intending to penetrate her from behind, but my mother stopped me. "Wait, baby, I thought of a better idea when I was licking the stuff that Sonia had stuck to your penis." My mother turned around, leaned down, and put her head between Sonia's wide-open, wanton thighs, her buttocks facing me. "Fuck me, child," she moaned, lowering her head to Sonia's swollen vulva, which I had penetrated, and said, "You can fuck any hole you want, baby, I just want you to fuck Mommy, fuck me hard." After saying that, my mother began to lick Sonia's little slit, and my sister's body suddenly jolted and jumped up. My mother's vagina, still sensitive from my vigorous assault, was now incredibly sensitive. I crawled behind her and inserted two fingers into her wet vulva, stirring vigorously. Her vagina contracted, the walls gripping my fingers tightly. Though her mouth was tasting her sister's cunt, she couldn't help but moan. I pressed down on her buttocks and inserted my penis into her drooling, thirsty cunt from behind. This sudden fullness made her stop sucking her sister's cunt, arching her back, seemingly unable to adjust to the sensation. "Oh, this is wonderful, baby!" my mother moaned. "God bless you, I love your cock." I began to thrust forward forcefully, the head of my penis already deeply embedded in her vagina. This time, it was my turn to moan. My mother's vagina was as hot as a furnace, wet and sticky, the walls clinging to my penis, constantly contracting, writhing, and squeezing my glans, making me gasp for breath with pleasure. I began thrusting back and forth, my lower abdomen slamming against my mother's full, sexy buttocks with a loud "thump, thump." At the same time, I saw my mother sucking on Sonia's vulva again. My mother clearly knew which part to lick to give her sister pleasure; Sonia's eyes were tightly closed, her teeth biting her lower lip, enjoying the pleasure my mother was giving her. Each time I thrust forcefully, my mother's face was pressed completely between Sonia's legs, causing both of them to moan incessantly. I violently pounded into my mother's vulva, once, twice, three times... After what seemed like an eternity, a surging undercurrent swept through my body. My nerves suddenly became abnormally sensitive, and the long-suppressed semen kept pounding against my glans, sounding the alarm bells for my impending climax. "I'm going to cum, Mom, hurry..." I cried urgently. My mother didn't say a word, only increased the speed of licking Sonia's vulva, while her buttocks swayed violently from side to side. I finally couldn't hold back any longer; my scrotum tightened, and the semen that had been suppressed for so long shot out like a wild horse, heavily striking deep into my mother's inner walls. My mother shuddered, a surge of heat quietly welling up and tightly enveloping my glans, sending a powerful shock through every nerve in my body. Looking at my sister, she had clearly reached orgasm as well; her legs convulsed uncontrollably, her buttocks thrusting upwards, rubbing forcefully against my mother's face. My ejaculation continued, thick, viscous, and hot semen gushing into the depths of my mother's vagina. My lower abdomen pressed tightly against my mother's buttocks, my penis making only rapid, short thrusts, each thrust releasing a thick stream of semen. "Oh, God!" my mother exclaimed, "That's wonderful, child, you're amazing!" "I want to taste it down there too, Mom, okay?" Sonia coaxed.

"Okay. But we'll have to wait until your brother finishes." Mom was getting excited.

"Of course, Mom." Sonia smiled and crawled between Mom's legs, tilting her head back to lick the spot where Mom and I were joined.

"Oh...oh...that's great...good girl...don't stop...lick Mom's cunt well...don't stop..." Mom cried .

I pulled out my penis, turned my sister's body around, and thrust my still-erect penis, which had just ejaculated, into her eager little cunt.

"Oh, it's so big." My sister was overjoyed.

Mom's orgasm from my ejaculation hadn't subsided yet when my sister's tongue slipped into her vagina. Mom's clitoris was exposed, long, pink, bullet-shaped, still dripping with my milky white semen. My sister licked it with her tongue, gently manipulating it, and then biting it with her teeth, causing Mom's juices to gush out, splashing all over my sister's face. The

continuous ejaculation made me a little unsteady; I only felt a soreness in my lower back, and it seemed I was about to come again.

I suddenly increased the speed of my thrusts, and in an instant, a gush of heat spurted out again. The interval between these two orgasms was so short that I completely lost control.

This time, I ejaculated more than ever before, a powerful, linear thrust against my sister's vaginal walls, penetrating deep into her uterus.

My sister was stunned by my sudden ejaculation and quickly reached orgasm, her vagina convulsing as she accepted my gift. At the same time, she involuntarily pressed her face tightly against my mother's vulva, rubbing it frantically. Stimulated by this sudden friction, my mother trembled, and a stream of vaginal fluid flowed out from her vaginal walls.

Finally, the three of us collapsed together, exhausted.

I withdrew my now completely limp penis, which was still inside my sister's vagina. My mother curled up in a ball, a satisfied smile on her lips, moaning softly. My sister hugged me, lying on top of me, her warm breath spraying onto my chest.

After a series of fierce battles, the three of us were completely exhausted, but our spirits remained high.

A long time passed, and it was already midnight.

I carried Mom back to bed, and my sister and I slept on either side of her. I kissed Mom and said goodnight. Then I kissed Sonia, gently stroking her flushed face. I saw her eyes suddenly light up, revealing a look of desire.

Oh, I'm hard again!

I almost wanted to turn over and have my way with this wanton sister again, but I was just too tired and lacked the strength.

At that moment, Mom opened her eyes and gave me a seductive wink.

"It's too late, you should all go to sleep," she said softly. "There's always tomorrow..."

Oh, tomorrow, I love tomorrow...

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From: (Unspeakable)
Title: I Love My Mother

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Table of Contents
0. Introduction
1. Childhood Memories
2. My Mother's Body
3. First Contact
4. Reaching a Higher Level
5. Reaching an Even Higher Level 6.
Memories
7. Sibling Romance
8. A World of Three

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0. Introduction

I never thought this kind of thing would happen, but it did, and I enjoyed it, and I never tired of it.

Perhaps because my family was quite traditional, the adults were very conservative in their dealings with men and women. My family was small. My father was a civil servant, with little pay and little work, and lived close to home. My mother was a housekeeper, and in her spare time she would go to a nearby garment factory to pick up some semi-finished products to trim loose threads, paid by the piece. So I didn't have much time to play when I was little; I had to help trim loose threads at home to supplement the family income. Therefore, my family wasn't rich at that time, but we weren't starving either.

I'm the second oldest child, with an older sister and a younger sister. My mom said she originally wanted to have a boy, but after ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a girl. Well, since she was already born, she couldn't just put her back, so she raised her with some care and attention. Therefore, my younger sister was somewhat neglected from a young age and wasn't taken care of very well, which left her feeling a little resentful even now. When she was about to graduate from junior high, she still looked like a primary school girl.

My mom was very worried about her future, wondering how she would ever get married. However, it turned out my mom's worries were unfounded. My younger sister made rapid progress in her first year of nursing school—I'm not talking about her grades, but rather her face became very pretty, her figure became more womanly, at least her curves were more defined, and her skin became smooth and delicate, unlike the dry and dark skin she had as a child.

I don't know if this was due to me; when I asked my younger sister, she just laughed and teased me—but that's another story. However, the only drawback is that she's still so short, supposedly 150 centimeters, but everyone knows that 150 is an unconditionally rounded-up number...

As for my older sister, I feel guilty when I talk about her. Many things aren't absolutely right or wrong; perhaps with the passage of time, right and wrong will reverse.

Unlike my younger sister, my older sister is much taller. Not in a burly, imposing way, but in a stark contrast to my younger sister. My sister's height is about the same as mine, close to 170 centimeters (I seem quite short in comparison), with an average build and average looks, not as pretty as my younger sister.

What's special about my sister is her beautiful buttocks—round and perky. I don't know what people's aesthetic standards are for buttocks, but I find them very attractive. Heaven has been fair to both my sister and younger sister, showing no favoritism.

As for me, I'm neither tall nor handsome, mediocre in talent, clumsy with words, and have no outstanding qualities. But God has been quite kind to me. But that's a story for another time.

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1. Childhood Memories

I don't know what exactly constitutes precociousness or late maturity for a boy, but when I was in elementary school or early grades, I was very interested in the opposite sex's body. It was just curiosity, without any lustful thoughts, and I wasn't excited.

At that time, there were only two bedrooms in our house. One was my parents' big bedroom, where my younger sister slept with them. The other small bedroom was where my older sister and I slept. Perhaps my parents thought we were still young and there wouldn't be any problems, so they let my sister and me sleep together. Later, I realized that I (around third grade, and my sister was three years older than me) wasn't a little kid anymore, and my sister had grown up even more.

Modern people probably don't sew their own underwear anymore! They all buy ready-made, men and women alike, Wacoal, Elex... But when I was a kid, everything at home was "homemade." My mom had a sewing machine, not the electric kind we have now, but a foot-operated one, with no fancy stitching, just a very simple design. From curtains and tablecloths to handkerchiefs and underwear, everything in the house was made by my mom's skillful hands. Since it was homemade, it was inevitably simple and crude, nothing luxurious, just functional.

Curtains and tablecloths are nothing special, but underwear is a different story. Thinking about it now, it's quite funny. Underwear without elastic waistbands, loose and baggy, with a strap used as an elastic waistband. So taking off the pants was easy, just pull the strap and the pants would fall down. Very crude, but very convenient for me, whether it was my own or theirs...

That's how my incestuous history began, with not enough underwear in the bedroom and loose underwear. It started with curiosity, a curiosity about the opposite sex's body. I don't remember when it began, but I found that my sister, who slept with me every night, could satisfy my curiosity, especially in the summer. Because in the summer, we wore very little clothing, and with the breeze from the electric fan (we couldn't afford an air conditioner), I noticed that my sister's loose underwear would sway in the wind. I discovered this one night when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and returned to bed.

In the dim light, my sister's genitals were vaguely visible. I knelt down next to my sister's thighs and looked for a long time, not daring to touch her, just watching. I watched until I felt sleepy, and then I lay down and went back to sleep.

This was the first time I saw my sister's genitals, and nothing happened. Actually, saying it was the first time isn't quite right, because I always bathed with my sister when I was very young, but at that time I didn't feel anything and had no memory of it. From then on, I would often deliberately stay awake at night, wait until my sister was sound asleep, point the electric fan at her, and then peek at her genitals. I never expected to become so addicted to watching, and going to bed at night became the most anticipated part of my day. Perhaps some of the perverse incestuous behaviors that followed were developed during this period

. I watched every day, but never actually did anything. I don't know how long I watched, but gradually the weather got colder, because winter arrived. Of course, winter coming isn't a big deal, but the problem was that we had to wear more and more clothes. My sister, who used to sleep in skirts (we were poor, and we didn't have the habit of wearing pajamas; whatever we wore during the day, we wore to bed), started wearing long pants.

This was terrible, because I could no longer peek, yet I was addicted. Of course, not watching wouldn't kill me, but I would crave it and then have trouble sleeping. After a few days, I couldn't resist anymore; I really wanted to see my sister's genitals. So I decided to take action, pulling down my sister's pants so I could see again, I thought. On the surface, this decision seemed like just to satisfy my curiosity, but many things started from there.

That night, after my sister fell asleep, I began my operation. Most of the pants we kids wore were made by my mom, but these had elastic waistbands—they were worn on the outside, so they couldn't look too shabby. The elastic waistbands made them a bit harder to pull down, but I still carefully and very slowly pulled down my sister's pants.

After pulling them down to her thighs, I noticed she was wearing underwear. Her legs were closed (because of the elastic waistband), and there was no fan blowing on them anymore. What to do? I decided to go all in and pull off her underwear as well. The underwear was easy to remove; I pulled the straps, and it all came off easily, except for her buttocks.

But I still couldn't see anything because her legs were still closed. However, I didn't dare pull them down any further, because to open her legs, I would have to take off the entire pair of pants, which I dared not do. But this was good enough, because I hadn't seen my sister's genitals for many days. Even though only a tiny bit of her cleavage was visible, I was already satisfied.

This time, I didn't just look; since I was already undressed, I might as well touch her. So I gently touched her genitals, then slowly covered the clitoris with my palm and gently stroked it. Soft, delicate, and warm. At the time, I didn't feel anything; I just knew I touched it. Actually, I wasn't sure why I touched it; I just wanted to, but after touching it, I didn't feel anything. I was

only in third grade then, so of course I didn't feel anything, because I didn't even have the most basic urges or sexual desires; it was just out of curiosity. After that, I rarely took off my sister's pants again, because after finally getting them off, I didn't know what to do. Besides touching, there didn't seem to be anything worth touching. Then I had to go through the trouble of putting her pants back on, and after all that, I still didn't know what I was doing.

A winter passed quickly like that; my curiosity hadn't disappeared, but I just didn't want the hassle. I didn't know if my sister knew I was secretly taking off her pants, but I thought probably not, because she didn't suddenly wake up.

Not long after the Lunar New Year, something finally happened. One night, Mom said that my sister would sleep in the master bedroom from now on, and Mom would sleep with me instead. I was shocked. I wondered if my sister knew I would secretly take off her pants and tell Mom, which was why Mom wouldn't let me continue sleeping with her.

But Mom didn't say anything, and of course, I didn't dare to ask. I just felt it was strange; if my sister had told Mom, why wasn't Dad sleeping with me, but Mom?

So, I started sleeping with Mom. During this time, I learned to be careful, and no matter how curious or bold I was, I never dared to take off Mom's pants. This went on peacefully for over two years. But people always grow up, and they are often led astray by classmates. As the weather got hotter, people wore less and less clothing, and then some accidents happened.

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2. Mom's body

finally succumbed to summer. This summer was no different from previous years; it was still hot, uncontrollably hot.

Yes, things finally got out of control.

I think Mom still thought I was just a kid at that time, and she probably thought I would never do anything to my own mother! I was in sixth grade then. Of course, getting older has nothing to do with becoming evil, but some classmates at school could get their hands on some small books (now called adult books). We passed them around, and sometimes we would tear a book apart page by page and take turns reading it. After reading the first page, we would start looking for who had the second page. And so on. Some people just didn't care about the order; they would just read whichever page they got and then connect the plot in their minds. Those adult books were much better than the ones now; they had plots, unlike the adult books now that have no plot and the male and female protagonists just have sex from beginning to end.

It was around this time that my penis started to get erections, and I could also masturbate, but I don't remember how I learned to masturbate. I don't think this counts as precocious; many classmates were like me. But Mom still treated me like a kid, not realizing that this kid was already very evil and lewd.

Sleeping with my mom every day always gave me a strange, itchy feeling. Sometimes, lying in bed, I'd imagine having sex with a certain girl (usually a TV or movie star) and start masturbating. But that wasn't enough, because I was afraid of waking her, so sometimes I'd just go to the bathroom to masturbate and then come back to sleep. (

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Gradually, I don't know how it happened, but while masturbating, I started fantasizing about having sex with my mom's face—fantasizing about having sex with her. Looking back now, it seems unbelievable, but back then it didn't seem like anything, it felt natural, without any guilt (I still don't feel that way now; I think I'm probably quite perverted). And the frequency of these fantasies increased until eventually, it was only about having sex with my mom.

Every night, I'd lie next to her like this, masturbating and fantasizing, but without any other thoughts. But as the days went by, I started wanting to do some things, at least I wanted to see my mom's body.

One night, I decided to see if my mother, like my sister, could be seen in her private parts. I pretended to be asleep as soon as I got into bed, and soon after, my mother also got into bed. After some time, I figured she must be fast asleep. So I rolled over dramatically, deliberately touching her to observe her reaction.

She didn't move, so I assumed she was sound asleep. I adjusted the angle of the fan and my own line of sight, waiting to see. The wind blew her skirt open, revealing her thighs and underwear, but I couldn't see anything else because her legs weren't spread wide.

I didn't dare move her legs, so I just waited quietly to see if she would change position. After a long wait, she finally moved, rolling over onto her side, and now I couldn't see anything. Exhausted from waiting, I fell asleep.

The next night, I got to see her, and it didn't take long. My mother got into bed and lay spread-eagled until she was fast asleep. The wind blew, just like my sister's, blowing open her panties and revealing my mother's genitals. Because I could only see in from the side, all I could see was a dark patch of pubic hair. But that was enough to excite me, because my older sister's genitals were hairless.

From then on, my nightly routine became peeking at my mother's genitals, just like I always did with my sister. Until one day, things were a little different.

That day, as usual, I pretended to be asleep, but my mother went to bed very late. I waited a long time, almost falling asleep myself. Finally, my mother got into bed, lay down, and pulled a thin blanket over herself. I felt something was strange, so after she fell asleep, I got up to look at her. I didn't understand why she was covered by the blanket today.

But I waited anyway, to see if she would kick it off. Luckily, perhaps because the weather was really too hot, she kicked off the blanket soon after, spreading her legs wide. I was stunned. My mother wasn't wearing underwear. Her entire genitals were completely exposed before me.

My heart started racing, and my mind went blank. I stared for a long time, because this time I saw not only pubic hair, but also things I hadn't seen before. Her labia majora and minora, I could almost see her anus. I looked very closely because it was a rare opportunity; Mom doesn't go without underwear every day.

As I looked, I couldn't resist reaching out and touching her thigh. She didn't react. So I became bolder and continued touching her genitals, lingering there. I kept stroking that area, feeling so excited; my penis got hard.

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3. First Contact

From then on, whenever no one was home, I liked to snuggle into Mom's arms. On the surface, it was being affectionate, but actually, it was taking advantage of her. Of course, Mom knew what I was doing, but she didn't mind. Perhaps she treated me like a child, or perhaps she spoiled me and couldn't bear to refuse my behavior. But the latter was more likely, because I didn't just snuggle in Mom's arms; I actually groped her all over. If it was the former, then Mom was wrong, because every time I touched her, I would get an erection and become very excited, and after each time, I would go to the bathroom to masturbate.

With Mom's indulgence, I became bolder and bolder, and slowly began to dare to put my hand inside her clothes. At first, I would put my hand inside her clothes and touch Mom's breasts through her bra, or put my hand inside her skirt and touch Mom's genitals through her underwear. However, I always tested Mom's tolerance in a tentative way, so I never went too far at first. So I didn't put my hand directly inside Mom's clothes to touch her breasts, but started from her stomach, and if Mom didn't react, I would move upwards.

The first time I put my hand inside, Mom immediately pushed my hand away and gently scolded me for doing something inappropriate. But I never took this scolding to heart, I just didn't push my luck again. Then I would try again next time I had the chance.

However, there weren't many opportunities when it was just Mom and me at home, and it was almost a year later that I started to put my hand inside Mom's skirt to touch Mom's genitals. At first, I only dared to touch my mom's thighs, and the first time I reached under her skirt, she even tapped me on the head, warning me not to mess around. Of course, I wouldn't give up so easily; I'd try again next time.

I didn't understand why my mom was so indulgent with me, and I knew that as long as I didn't go too far or rush things, even if I didn't succeed the first time, the second, the third... Mom would always give in. By then, Mom probably wouldn't treat me like a little kid anymore; I was almost in junior high, and even leg hair was starting to grow.

The summer before sixth grade progressed the fastest because my older sister and younger sister were at my grandma's house. During the day, it was just my mom and me at home, along with some annoying neighbors. Of course, I didn't mind when these neighbors brought their homemade steamed buns and dumplings over every now and then, but most of the time they were just visiting. Each time they came, they could stay for a morning or an afternoon, and my mom would chat with them while trimming loose threads. Of course, I had to help trim the threads, becoming the natural audience. Then we'd gossip about everyone, the necessities of life—firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea—and that was all we talked about every day.

Since it was just my mom and me at home, I had many opportunities to be alone with her. My favorite time was at noon when I'd go to my mom's room to sleep with her. I was always happy during my afternoon nap because she'd lie on the bed and let me touch her. She wouldn't care what I was doing; she'd just sleep. But usually, she'd let me touch her until I was satisfied before going to sleep.

Later, I got bolder and bolder, and started taking off her clothes. At first, she wasn't too keen, and when I unbuttoned her clothes, she'd push my hands away, but I kept going. After a few times, she ignored me and let me unbutton her blouse. When I opened her blouse, I saw her bare upper body, and of course, her bra. After touching her through the bra for a while, I wasn't satisfied, so I forced my hand inside.

She still didn't react; she just lay there with her eyes closed. I figured if I went too far, Mom would just scold me at most, so I steeled myself and pulled down her bra straps, then moved the cups aside, exposing her entire breasts. Mom still didn't react, so I assumed she was consenting. I gently stroked her breasts while my hand moved down. It slowly reached her lower abdomen, but she still didn't react. I was surprised, but I didn't think much of it. I thought, "Since that's the case, I'll just undress her completely." So I slowly pulled her skirt up from the hem, until it was completely flipped up. Without further ado, I pulled her underwear down to her calves. Suddenly, Mom opened her eyes. I was startled, thinking she was angry and about to explode. But she just stared at me, saying nothing, her face expressionless. I froze, unsure what to do. Continuing to undress her might really anger her, but backing down felt like a waste.

We just stared at each other for several minutes, or maybe longer, I don't know, neither of us knowing what to do. Then Mom closed her eyes again. I don't know why, but she didn't seem angry. So I continued what I was doing. I pulled down Mom's panties completely off her calves, leaving her completely naked from the waist down. Her skin was fair and delicate, with thick pubic hair.

I reached out and touched Mom's thigh, and she flinched. I continued to touch upwards and inwards, touching the inside of her thighs, all the way to the groin. By this time, my hand was already on Mom's genitals. My heart was pounding; I was excited, but also afraid that Mom would suddenly get angry and explode.

I didn't know how much Mom could tolerate, but I wanted to take off all the rest of her clothes. Her skirt had an elastic band, so it was easy to take off. But I didn't know how to get her bra off; I pulled and tugged at it but couldn't get it off. Since I couldn't take it off, I decided not to. At this moment, I was so excited; my penis was fully erect.

I even took off my own clothes and then pressed myself against Mom. I felt warm and soft, so comfortable. I hugged my mom tightly and rested my head on her shoulder. Then my mom opened her eyes again, and this time her expression seemed quite surprised. She then pushed me away from her body. I lay on my side next to my mom, a little nervous, thinking that she was probably angry.

Mom lay there, head turned to the side, staring at me. I felt a little guilty under her gaze, unsure of her next outburst. But then, her gaze slowly moved downwards, and I realized she was looking at my genitals. Despite my nervousness, my penis remained hard and erect. Then Mom spoke, asking when my penis started getting bigger. I said it started in sixth grade. Mom looked at me and said she hadn't realized I'd grown so much. I

didn't know if she meant I'd grown up or just my penis. Mom continued staring at me, asking if I knew anything about relationships between men and women. Subconsciously, I felt she was asking about sex, so I told her everything I knew, even about the porn I read in class. Mom asked what the porn was about, and I gave her a rough summary.

We ended up talking naked for over ten minutes. Then Mom suddenly asked what I'd intended to do after I'd just taken off both her clothes and mine. I blurted out that I wanted to have sex with Mom. Mom paused for a moment, then asked why I had such thoughts. I told her about fantasizing about having sex with her while masturbating at night. Mom asked when I learned to masturbate, and I said sixth grade.

I forgot what we talked about after that, but I remember Mom smiling and closing her eyes. Then, I excitedly rolled over and pinned her down, my penis pressing against her mons pubis. I kept thrusting up and down until I ejaculated.

After ejaculating, I was still holding Mom, but she seemed to know I had ejaculated and pushed me off. I looked down and saw that both of our lower abdomens were covered in semen. Mom said she was going to take a shower, grabbed her clothes, and left. I lay on the bed, feeling sleepy because I had just ejaculated. After some time, Mom came back in, already dressed. She shook me awake and told me to take a shower and then go back to sleep. I was sleepy, but I went to shower anyway because my lower abdomen felt sticky and uncomfortable. After washing up and getting dressed, I went back to my mom's room. She wasn't asleep yet and told me to go to sleep quickly because she had to cut some loose threads in the afternoon.

That's how I had my first intimate encounter with my mom. Although it wasn't actual sex, I felt very close to her, physically close. And afterwards, my mom's tolerance for me increased a lot.

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4. Going Upstairs

That night, I went to bed first. Mom usually went to bed after everyone else in the family. I was almost asleep when she came in, but I stayed awake because I wanted to be intimate with her. When she came in, I pretended to be asleep with my eyes closed. She thought I was asleep and climbed onto the bed and kissed me on the cheek.

I don't think Mom had ever kissed me like that before. Maybe she did it when I was very young, but I don't remember it. I was quite surprised, so I opened my eyes and kissed her back. I originally wanted to kiss her cheek, but I ended up kissing her lips.

This time, Mom was startled, and I was startled too. I wasn't just startled; I also felt a strange, indescribable feeling. I really wanted to kiss my mom again, a real kiss. Mom paused for a moment, then lay down to sleep without saying anything. After she was settled, I rolled over and hugged her, then pressed my lips to hers.

At that time, I had no experience with kissing; I had only seen it on TV and in movies, and I didn't know what a French kiss was. I hugged Mom tightly and kissed her again and again. At first, she struggled a little, but I held her tightly, and she stopped struggling.

I kept kissing her until I was satisfied, and only then did I let go. That's when I realized that Mom was also holding me tightly. I let Mom hold me like that and drifted off to sleep. I slept very soundly and woke up before dawn. After waking up, I lay back down, and slowly my mind began to clear, but I also noticed that my penis was hard and erect.

Then, out of habit, I pulled down my pants and started masturbating. While I was doing this, I suddenly remembered what had happened the day before. I thought, "Mom's sleeping right next to me, why am I doing this?" So I took off my own clothes first, and then started undressing Mom. Before I finished, Mom woke up. She was startled when she realized I was undressing her, but didn't say anything or resist. So I continued undressing.

Then I encountered the same problem: I still couldn't take off Mom's bra. Mom saw my frantic attempts, smiled, got up, and took it off herself. That's when I realized the bra clasp was in the back; no wonder I couldn't get it off.

After Mom took off her bra, she lay back down, now completely naked. I was so excited! I immediately rolled over and pinned Mom down, hugging her. Mom wrapped her arms around me too. I didn't want to ejaculate so quickly; I wanted to savor the feeling of skin-to-skin contact. This time it lasted longer, and I eventually ejaculated, getting semen all over Mom and my lower abdomen.

This went on for over ten days. Every night, my mom and I would cuddle naked until I ejaculated. Sometimes, on holidays, it was just my mom and me during the day, and if I wanted to, I would pull her into the bedroom. Then came my period. That night, she didn't want me to take off her clothes or hug her. At that time, I didn't know much about menstruation, only that women bleed during this time.

The first time my mom had her period, I took off my clothes before bed as usual, then tried to take off my mom's. But she pushed my hands away, telling me not to, and explained that she had her period, and briefly explained what menstruation was. I didn't really understand, but since my mom was bleeding, I didn't dare do anything.

However, the problem remained: I was still sexually aroused. I sat on the bed, holding my erect penis, and asked my mom what to do. She laughed and said to masturbate. She added that she had never seen me masturbate before, so it would be a good opportunity for her to see. So I sat on the bed and started masturbating. While I was masturbating, I kept looking at my mom, who was staring intently at my penis.

I started masturbating faster and faster until my hand ached, but I just couldn't finish. I guess I wasn't used to having someone watching me. Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore; my hand was too sore, so I had to stop and rest. My mom noticed I had stopped and asked me what was wrong. I told her my hand was sore, and she seemed to find that funny, laughing non-stop. Suddenly, I remembered the blowjob videos in

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books, so I told my mom I wanted her to give me one. My mom was a little surprised. She said she had heard about it, but she had never done it herself. I asked her to do it, but she refused. I asked her if she thought it was dirty, and she said she was embarrassed. She felt ashamed to have her mother sucking her son's penis.

So, I compromised and asked her to give me a handjob. My mom paused for a moment, then nodded and said okay. I lay down, and then my mom sat next to my waist, holding my penis and starting to masturbate. It was so much better than masturbating by myself, much more comfortable, though sometimes it hurt a little if the angle wasn't right. When it hurt, I told Mom, and she gradually got into a rhythm. It felt really good. Mom kept asking me if I was going too slow or too fast, and that I should tell her if I was. I told her to slow down because I didn't want to ejaculate too quickly. So Mom slowed down, and I watched her quietly enjoying it. Mom told me her penis was big, but I didn't know what "big" meant, so I didn't answer. Mom asked me again if it felt good, and I said it felt really good. It did feel very good, much better than masturbating by myself.

Gradually, I couldn't hold back anymore, and I asked Mom to go faster. So Mom sped up, moving up and down constantly, and soon I ejaculated, and a lot of it. Mom's clothes and my face got sprayed, and the hand that was masturbating me got it too.

Mom took a tissue to wipe me clean, then wiped herself clean, and then got up to clean up in the bathroom. I lay in bed, and I fell asleep before Mom came back.

So, normally, I would hug my mom naked, then rub my penis against her thighs or turn her over so she was lying face down, rubbing it against her buttocks until I ejaculated. If she was menstruating, she would give me a handjob. Although I always asked her to give me a blowjob when she was menstruating, she always refused. However, I never gave her oral sex, even though I kissed almost every inch of her body.

When Mom is in the mood, she'll kiss me from head to toe, but she'll always skip my penis. Our kissing has gradually improved. At first, Mom kept her lips tightly closed, only letting me kiss her lips. But slowly, Mom opened up, not only opening her lips but also teaching me the French kiss, which involves putting your tongue into each other's mouths. I love this kind of kissing, and whenever I have a chance to be alone with Mom, I always hug her and give her a long kiss.

So whenever it's just the two of us at home, I quickly get intimate with Mom. Whether she's cooking or mopping the floor, we can get intimate. Even when there are other people at home, we'll get intimate when they're not looking. Mom loves to give me a handjob, not because she doesn't like me ejaculating on her, but because she likes holding my penis and feeling its large, hot size.

Actually, it's not just me releasing my sexual desire on Mom; sometimes Mom also reaches orgasm because of my kisses and caresses. Mom loves it when I kiss her breasts and caress her genitals. Mom's genitals get wet very easily; sometimes she gets wet just from kissing, even before I've touched her. However, it wasn't the kind of wet mess described in the book; only her genitals were wet.

If it happened to be a few days before her period, and I kissed and caressed her long enough, Mom would have an orgasm. During that time, I also asked Mom to have real sex, but she refused. At most, she would let my penis rub against her vulva. Several times I tried to force myself on her, but Mom always stopped me. And Mom wouldn't allow me to ejaculate on or around her genitals. At that time, I thought Mom probably thought it was dirty. Later, I finally found out the reason: Mom wasn't using contraception, so she was afraid of getting pregnant.

Several times I asked Mom to give me oral sex, but she always refused. I asked Mom what I wanted for her to agree, and she always said later. God knows when later means. Finally, I decided to give Mom oral sex first. One night, after Mom took a shower and went to bed, we were laughing and joking as usual, playing and taking off each other's clothes until we were naked. After we were naked, I had Mom lie down, and then I started to caress and kiss her.

I kissed my way down her face, and Mom let out a soft moan. After kissing her lower abdomen, I spread her legs. By then, her vaginal fluids were already flowing. Without thinking, I started licking her genitals. My first sensation was a salty, slippery feeling. At that time, I didn't know anything about labia majora and minora, or clitoris; I just licked her entire vulva. Mom was startled by my sudden action, but then she started moaning.

Her moans were louder and more rapid than usual. I knew she must be enjoying it, so I intensified my licking. Soon, Mom had an intense orgasm, her whole body trembling. After the orgasm, Mom just lay there motionless, looking very tired. I took a tissue and wiped her genitals; there was so much fluid that her entire vulva was smeared. Since

Mom wasn't moving, I just lay beside her and waited for her to regain consciousness. After some time, Mom turned to look at me, and I looked at her too. I asked her how she felt, and she nodded, blushing. Mom asked me where I learned it, and I said I learned it from porn. Mom then asked why I thought of giving her oral sex, and I said it would make her feel good. Mom was very touched and hugged me tightly. I felt a little guilty because I had ulterior motives, but it was true that it made Mom feel good.

Seeing Mom like this, I was too embarrassed to bring up the topic of blowjobs, otherwise Mom would definitely think that I had ulterior motives and that I was only giving her oral sex to make her feel good. Mom hugged me and kissed me, and one hand reached down and took my penis and put it on. Actually, I was hoping that Mom would give me a blowjob on her own initiative, but she didn't. She just kept kissing and putting it on, and my unworthy little brother was beaten by Mom until he ejaculated.

Later, I often gave Mom oral sex, but I never asked her to give me a blowjob, and Mom never took the initiative.

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5.

Moving to a New Level The year I went from first to second year of junior high school, we moved. Moving to a new house was of course a happy thing, but I wasn't happy because the new house had enough rooms, and Dad said that I was grown up and gave me a room to sleep in. This meant I couldn't sleep with Mom anymore. Mom knew I was unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. It was unreasonable for a grown boy to still be talking to his mother, and Mom didn't know how to tell Dad.

I felt guilty and didn't dare tell Dad I wanted to sleep with Mom. So I slept in one room, Dad in another, and Mom, my sister, and my younger sister slept in a tatami room. From then on, I was less affectionate with Mom, but precisely because of this, our relationship grew stronger, almost like a romantic one.

Because I no longer slept with Mom at night, I masturbated more often, almost entirely relying on it to satisfy my sexual needs. Because I had fewer opportunities to be alone, I cherished every moment of solitude. Mom knew I was sad and felt sorry for me. Sometimes she would hug and kiss me when the family wasn't looking.

During this period, my mom and I were intimate less than once a week on average. We usually took advantage of the one or two hours when everyone else was out at the market (those who live in the countryside should know it's a bit like a night market, but it doesn't happen every day, usually only once a week) to quickly get to my room for intimacy. I would abstain from sex for a day or two before each market visit, and then ejaculate several times during our intimacy. During

my second year of junior high winter break, I went back to my maternal grandmother's house with my mom for a few days. Because there weren't enough rooms, my mom and I slept together. The first night, after we entered the room, we locked the door and kissed, like a couple who hadn't been apart for a long time. After a long kiss, my mom asked me if I was happy, and I nodded and said I was very happy. I was really happy because my mom and I hadn't slept together for almost half a year.

That night, we kept being intimate. I ejaculated several times, and my mom also had an orgasm. The last time, I was hard for a long time but couldn't ejaculate, no matter how much my mom helped me. Finally, I asked my mom to give me oral sex, and she nodded. Then Mom took my penis into her mouth and gently sucked on it. It felt so good to receive oral sex for the first time, and I couldn't help but start thrusting in and out of her mouth. My penis is quite long; it could only go in halfway before Mom would block it with her hand. I ejaculated quickly, all of it into Mom's mouth. She didn't spit it out; she swallowed it all.

After spitting out my penis, Mom cleaned the remaining semen from the glans with her tongue and said she needed to rinse it off. Since we were staying in a suite, I showered with Mom. I helped Mom wash, and Mom helped me wash; we played in the bathroom for a long time before coming out. That night was the sweetest night's sleep I'd had in six months. I held Mom in my arms, gently stroking her hair. Absence makes the heart grow fonder

, although that saying doesn't really apply to Mom and me, we both felt that way. For several nights, I slept exhausted, and Mom always gave me oral sex. I asked Mom why she swallowed all the semen, and she said it was my semen, so she dared to swallow it. I asked Mom why she wanted to give me a blowjob this time. She said she'd been willing to ever do it since the first time I gave her oral sex, but I hadn't asked her again, so she was too embarrassed to offer. Mom asked if I liked it, and I said I really enjoyed it.

The night before I went home, we were intimate in bed as usual. I thought since I had to ask her to do it, I'd try asking again this time. So I asked her if I could have it inside her. Mom looked at me for a long time, holding my penis and stroking it while watching me. I didn't know what she was thinking, but a few minutes later her face suddenly turned very red, and she lowered her head and nodded. I was both surprised and delighted. Because I'd been rejected so many times, I was only asking this time with the mindset of trying again, and I didn't expect Mom to agree.

I immediately rolled over and pinned Mom down, spreading her legs, and then, holding my penis with one hand, I tried to insert it into her vagina. Perhaps the angle was wrong or something else, but I just couldn't get it in. I kept pushing and pushing, but I still couldn't get it in. Mom had her eyes closed the whole time, but after a few minutes of trying, she opened them. I said I couldn't get it in, and Mom laughed and said, "Then don't try." Of course I wanted to, so I spread Mom's legs wider and changed positions, trying again in a kneeling position between her legs. This way I could see Mom's vagina, so I held my penis and tried to insert it.

This time it went in smoothly, feeling tight, warm, and so comfortable. I grabbed Mom's knees with both hands, spreading her legs wide to expose her entire lower body, making it clearer. I started thrusting, watching Mom at the same time. Mom's eyes were closed, her brows furrowed, it was hard to tell if she was comfortable or uncomfortable. I thrust very quickly, and soon I couldn't hold back anymore. I thrust and pulled as fast as I could, ejaculating very quickly. It felt like I was about to explode.

After ejaculating, I collapsed onto Mom, and she hugged me, stroking my head. My penis didn't come out; it was still inside Mom's vagina. It felt warm and slippery. A few minutes later, Mom told me to get off, she needed to clean herself up. After I got off, Mom took some toilet paper and wiped my penis; it was completely wet, with some semen still on the glans. After wiping me, Mom wiped her own genitals; her genitals were also wet and sticky, with white semen still flowing from her vaginal opening.

After cleaning up, we lay on the bed embracing. I asked Mom how she felt, if she was comfortable. Mom nodded and said it felt great, especially the feeling of fullness when I first penetrated her and the sensation of me going in and out, which made her whole body go numb. Mom also said she hadn't had sex in a long time, and my penis was quite long, so it felt good but also a little painful.

I kissed Mom, and she put her tongue in my mouth for me to suck, while simultaneously stroking my penis with her hand. I think Mom wanted to do it again, because she knew that every time I sucked her tongue, I would quickly become aroused again, so sometimes Mom would deliberately tease me by putting her tongue in my mouth for me to suck. Soon my penis became hard again, and I fucked Mom again in the same position. This time it lasted longer, but Mom didn't reach orgasm. We did it many times that night, until we were exhausted before going to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night needing to pee, went back to bed, and fucked Mom again with her legs spread apart. I

woke up very late the next morning, but Mom woke up very early. I went home after lunch.

The last few times I had sex with my mom, she didn't have an orgasm, which I thought was probably because my technique was too poor. But gradually my technique improved, and my stamina increased, and my mom started having orgasms too. My record so far is seven consecutive orgasms. That was when I was in college, and we went to a hotel together. After that, my mom was completely limp and motionless; I shook her and called her, but she didn't respond, which startled me. I thought something was wrong with her. It wasn't until half an hour later that she had some strength to speak. She said she couldn't move and needed to rest; I thought she was just too tired.

Even now, my mom sometimes brings up those times we had sex at my grandma's house to laugh at me. She says that night, we did it so many times, but each time it only lasted less than a minute—she had premature ejaculation at such a young age. But gradually, my mom laughs at me about it less and less, because later, every time we had sex, she would beg me to stop. Then she would give me oral sex, and if I continued, she would collapse on the bed, unable to move. However, I still prefer to ejaculate inside Mom's vagina and watch the semen slowly flow out. So whenever Mom is about to ejaculate and gives me oral sex, I pull my penis out just before I ejaculate, then insert it back into Mom's vagina and thrust rapidly until I ejaculate.

Once, I asked Mom why she was willing to have sex with me. She said she needed it too, and since we were often intimate, it always left her feeling unsatisfied. Besides, oral sex is different from intercourse, and every time she saw me ejaculate, she wished it was inside her. Before, when I asked Mom to have sex, she really wanted to, but she felt it was a bit much to agree so readily, and taking the initiative was out of the question. Mom said that if I had raped her then, she would never have blamed me, because it seemed like a good solution. The reason Mom thought about it for so long before our first time was because she was calculating her safe period. Those few days were quite safe, and Mom herself was also a little eager, so she agreed. Actually,

I'm a bit of a sadist because I really like to fuck Mom until she's disheveled, rolling around on the bed, and then begging for mercy. When we were on all fours, I would pull my mom's hair from behind. Sometimes I liked to make her kneel down and give me a blowjob, and then I would watch my penis going in and out of her mouth in the mirror on the dressing table. Sometimes when my mom was on the toilet, I would open the bathroom door (the kind with a coin-operated lock), pull down my pants, hold her head down, take out my penis, and shove it into her mouth until I ejaculated. My mom said she owed me something in her past life.

My mom can be lewd sometimes, and when she's aroused, she'll tease me. She especially likes me sucking her nipples. Sometimes while watching TV, she'll suddenly unbutton her shirt and bra, thrust her breasts into my mouth. My mom also loves kissing; whenever we're alone, she'll have a long kiss. Her tongue is very agile, always darting into my mouth and entwining with mine. I'm not even that passionate when I kiss my girlfriend. I

've learned a lot from talking to my mom. She knew about it as early as when I started masturbating in sixth grade. Sometimes I'm too lazy to go to the bathroom to masturbate, so I just lie in bed and masturbate gently. I always thought Mom was asleep and didn't know, but sometimes she wasn't asleep at all. Mom first found out I masturbated because the bed shook and woke her up. She opened her eyes and saw me moving around, one hand still holding my penis and stroking it. That's when she knew. But Mom kept quiet and pretended not to know. In fact, she didn't know what to do either. She couldn't exactly tell me that excessive masturbation was bad for my health. I always thought Mom didn't know because I always made quiet movements when masturbating in bed, but even with the quietest movements, the bed still shook.

Ever since Mom found out I started masturbating, every night whenever she felt the bed shaking, she would peek through her eyes. But I, engrossed in the pleasure of masturbation, never knew there was an audience, just masturbating wildly without any awareness. Ejaculation was more troublesome. Sometimes if I didn't have time to cover myself with toilet paper before ejaculating, it would spray everywhere. Sometimes it even got on Mom's clothes and face, so the cleanup was a real pain—cleaning up the semen that had sprayed everywhere. Especially the semen on Mom's face, I had to wipe it very carefully so as not to wake her up. In fact, Mom was mostly awake, and even if there was semen on her face, there was nothing

she could do but pretend to be asleep. Mom had seen the pornographic book I secretly brought home, and she said she didn't feel anything after reading it. Mom knew I was secretly looking at her body, but she didn't deliberately avoid it. Mom said that she actually quite wanted me to see her body, but she didn't know why. However, Mom wouldn't deliberately expose herself to me, because she would be shy. Mom knew that I would secretly look at her genitals while she was sleeping at night, and she wanted me to see them too, but she didn't dare to be so direct. Until that day, Mom deliberately didn't wear underwear to bed, and then I couldn't help but touch it. I told Mom that she was the one who seduced me, and Mom laughed and said that it was because I was so horny that she got her way so easily.

But of course, Mom didn't intentionally seduce me, and she didn't know why she did it. She just wanted to be close to her son.

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6.

Memories of the most memorable moments of having sex with Mom over the years.

(1)

The most memorable experience was, of course, the first time I made love at my grandmother's house. That doesn't count.

Because after we moved to a new house, my stepmother slept in the tatami room with my older sister and younger sister, so I had to play by myself at night. One time in my first year of high school, I was hiding in my room, reading porn and masturbating at my desk, completely absorbed in it. Suddenly the door opened, and I was startled and quickly put the porn away. But it was too late to pull up my pants. I thought I was in trouble. I turned around and thankfully it was my mom. Because it was late, my mom saw that the light in my room was still on and thought I was still studying. So she made me a cup of milk for a midnight snack. I didn't expect to find my son naked and looking flustered when I pushed the door open.

I was relieved to see that it was my mom. I didn't pull up my pants anymore and quietly called for my mom to come in and lock the door. After my mom came into the room, she put the cup of milk on the desk, sat on the edge of the bed (the bed was next to the desk), and immediately asked me what I was doing. I smiled and took out the porn book to show my mom. She flipped through it, then looked at me and said she thought I was still studying so late. I said, "Yes, I'm studying porn and masturbating at the same time."

Mom smiled, looking at my penis, which had gone limp from fright, and asked if I really wanted it. I said I hadn't had a chance to be intimate with Mom for days, so I had to take care of it myself. Mom patted my head tenderly and said she would give me a blowjob, then told me to go to sleep early. After saying that, Mom knelt down and took my penis into her mouth, giving me a blowjob, moving in and out. Soon my penis started to get erect again, proud and proud. I held Mom's head and shook it up and down, my entire penis covered in Mom's saliva. Mom's blowjob felt very good, but I wanted to have sex with Mom.

I pulled Mom up and started to take off her clothes. But Mom wouldn't let me take them off, saying it would be easy to be discovered. I knew Mom's concerns, but I really wanted to. So I told Mom not to take off her clothes, just take off Mom's underwear and lift up her skirt, while I wore shorts, but pulled the front down to my penis. Then I stood by the desk, with Mom facing it, her upper body leaning over the desk. I entered from behind, so I could quickly get dressed if anyone was around.

Mom was still hesitant, but after I touched and rubbed her all over, and after her pleading, she finally agreed. I immediately took off Mom's underwear and touched her genitals; they were still dry. So I had Mom sit on the desk, leaning back with her hands on the desk. I spread her legs and licked her first. Mom didn't dare make a sound, but her breathing became heavier.

After Mom's genitals were wet enough, I had her stand facing the desk, her upper body leaning over. I pulled down my pants, pulled Mom's skirt up to her waist, then spread her buttocks with one hand to expose her vulva, and with the other hand, I held my penis and inserted it into her vagina. However, Mom's vagina didn't seem wet enough; she frowned and groaned. I also felt it was a bit dry, so I didn't insert it all the way in, only halfway, and then slowly began to thrust in and out.

Gradually, Mom's vaginal fluid increased, making thrusting easier, and I began to insert my full length. At this point, Mom's breathing became heavier, but she still dared not make a sound. I increased my speed, gripping Mom's waist with both hands and thrusting forcefully. Mom's head swayed back and forth and side to side as I fucked her, and her vaginal fluid flowed down her thighs. Not long after, Mom trembled, reaching orgasm. I inserted my entire penis into Mom's vagina and then stopped. After catching her breath, Mom said she couldn't take it anymore, her legs were weak and she could barely stand.

So we had to change positions. I thought for a moment and suggested the bed, but Mom said no, she was still afraid. I wanted Mom to lie on the table with her legs off the ground, and I would stand between her legs and fuck her. However, I thought the old desk might collapse under the weight. I had no choice but to have Mom give me a blowjob first, which also gave me a chance to rest. In the same position as before, I sat on the chair, and Mom knelt between my legs, taking my vaginal fluid-covered penis into her mouth.

Actually, Mom's blowjob skills are quite good, but I just wanted to fuck her vagina. After Mom had been blowjobting for a while, I pulled her up again and fucked her in the same position until she orgasmed. We alternated between blowjobs and vaginal penetration like this. After a few times, Mom was exhausted, and I was also very tired. But with this intermittent fucking, I really couldn't ejaculate; I was still hard. Mom asked what to do, why I couldn't ejaculate. Mom said she really had no strength left, please spare her.

I had no choice but to forcefully pull Mom onto the bed, press her down, and insert my penis, then start thrusting hard, trying to ejaculate all at once. I fucked her as fast as I could, and Mom kept moaning. I knew Mom was suffering, but I just wanted to finish quickly, and seeing Mom like this gave me a sadistic pleasure. I ejaculated soon after.

After ejaculating, Mom seemed exhausted and almost collapsed, not moving at all. I used toilet paper to wipe the vaginal fluid and semen from Mom's vulva, then helped her put on her underwear and straightened her skirt. Mom still didn't move, so I had to let her lie down on the bed to rest. I was also very tired, so I lay down on the table and fell asleep. I don't know how long I slept, but Mom shook me awake and told me to drink the glass of milk. Mom watched me drink the milk, hugged my head and kissed me, and asked if I was tired. I said I was very tired. Mom told me to go to bed. After I got into bed, Mom covered me with the blanket, turned off the light and went out. Then I fell asleep quickly.

This was the most tiring time I had sex with Mom. Mom also said that her legs were sore from exhaustion. But it was very sneaky and exciting. However, Mom said she would never do it again because it was too nerve-wracking and even the pleasure of orgasm was diminished.

(2).

This is a little less clean.

One Sunday, I took a nap after lunch. When I woke up, I went to the living room and found that no one was there. At that moment, I had to pee. I went to the bathroom and took a urination. I went into the bathroom and found someone inside. I asked who was in there, and Mom said it was her. I asked Mom where the others were, and she said they had just gone to Grandma's house for a wedding banquet. I figured the banquet would end around 7 or 8 pm, and they'd be back even later by car. This was a perfect opportunity to spend the whole afternoon with Mom.

So I knocked on the bathroom door and asked Mom to let me in. She said she was on the toilet and wouldn't open the door. I didn't care, grabbed a coin, and opened the door. As soon as I entered, I saw Mom staring in disbelief, sitting on the toilet with her lower body naked, her shorts and underwear pulled down to her knees. I think Mom probably didn't expect me to barge in while she was on the toilet, hence her surprised expression. I closed the door, walked to the toilet, and squatted down in front of Mom's feet. Mom stared wide-eyed with a bewildered expression and asked why I was in there while she was pooping. I laughed and said I came in to watch Mom poop.

Mom's face turned bright red; it was probably the first time someone had watched her while she was pooping, and she was very embarrassed. Mom told me not to be so bored and to get out of there. I thought she looked adorable, so I stood up, took off all my clothes, straddled her lap, and hugged her. Mom seemed both amused and embarrassed by what I did. She was still on the toilet, and her son was sitting on her lap; she didn't know what to do.

I started to take off her top, and she struggled, telling me to stop. I said I was serious, and even though she struggled, I still managed to take off her top and bra. So she was completely naked from the knees up. I hugged her and tried to make her kiss my nipples. She refused and struggled, telling me to get out of there.

Of course, I refused, so I stood up, grabbed my penis, and started masturbating in front of her. Mom frowned and told me to stop and get out of there. I said everyone else wouldn't be back until late, and we had plenty of time to play. Then I slapped my erection against her face, and she said she was getting angry. I thought Mom was just trying to scare me, so I ignored her and tried to shove my penis into her mouth.

Unexpectedly, Mom pushed me away forcefully and angrily told me to get out immediately. I was startled; I hadn't expected Mom to be angry. I looked at her, hoping to see in her eyes that she was faking it, but she just yelled at me to get out again. I was caught off guard because I hadn't expected her to be really angry. I said sorry, picked up my clothes from the floor, and left.

After leaving the bathroom, I got dressed and sat in the living room. I originally wanted to go back to my room to hide, but I thought I'd apologize to Mom again after she came out. Soon after, Mom came out and saw me sitting in the living room. I wasn't afraid of Mom scolding me, but I thought this joke had gone too far, and Mom must be very upset. I lowered my head and apologized to Mom. She said it was okay, but my behavior just now made her feel humiliated. Mom said she liked being intimate with me, but she still had her dignity. I had just made her feel like she was some kind of cheap prostitute.

Of course, I didn't think that way. I was just playing around with Mom. Although it went too far, I really didn't mean any disrespect. I kept explaining to Mom, but she just listened with her head down, saying nothing. I talked for a long time, and finally Mom said not to do it again, and then she went back to her room. I sat alone in the living room, feeling very anxious. I was worried that Mom would stop talking to me and that our mother-son relationship would revert to normal, without any more affection.

After sitting for a while, I thought I should go to Mom's room and check on her. I went to her room, and the door was open, so I went straight in. When I went in, I saw Mom standing by the window. I went to her side and found that she was crying. I took her hand and shook it. Mom glanced at me and told me to go out and not disturb her.

For the next few months, Mom acted the same on the surface, but she stopped talking to me in private. Sometimes I couldn't help but hug and kiss her, but she would push me away, saying not to do it again, that a mother is a mother and a son is a son, and not to overstep boundaries. I've thought it over. From now on, I must maintain a proper familial relationship with my mother and can no longer be intimate with her.

I was sad for a long time because of this. I thought I had really gone too far. Otherwise, my mother loves me very much and has always been very accommodating to me, so she should have gotten over it quickly. During that time, I lost a lot of weight, not from a hunger strike, but because I really had no appetite. Not only could I not eat, but I also lost my libido, so I rarely masturbated anymore. As a result, I started having wet dreams, which I almost never had after I started masturbating. During this period, my mother wouldn't let me hold her hand, let alone be intimate with me. Sometimes when it was just my mother and me at home, I really wanted to be intimate with her like we used to be, but she always had a cold face. Gradually, I gave up and thought that this would probably be how it would be from now on.

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7. Sibling Relationship

My sister graduated from vocational high school and didn't continue her studies but went straight to work. She got married in her early twenties.

One time when I came home, there was no one there. I went back to my room, took off my clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After showering, wanting to cool off, and thinking no one was home, I went to the living room wearing only my underwear, grabbed a roll of porn, and started watching. I like to masturbate while watching porn, so I pulled down my underwear, took out my penis

, and started masturbating. While watching and masturbating, just as I was about to finish the roll and ejaculate, someone suddenly called my name in a surprised tone behind me. I was startled and quickly looked back. My sister was standing right behind me. Oh no, she was home. She looked incredulous and said, "How could you do this in the living room?" I quickly stuffed my penis back into my underwear, but because it was still a bit hard, I couldn't put it back in. I didn't care anymore, took out the porn, and went back to my room with my head down.

Back in my room, I felt incredibly embarrassed and ashamed. I had been so careless. Just because no one was in the living room didn't mean no one was home; she could have been in my room. But anyway, my sister wouldn't be too bothered. She's married; she probably wouldn't be too surprised by this kind of thing, except for the inconvenient location. It was really embarrassing, though; my sister probably saw everything I did while I was masturbating. When I was little, I only saw a tiny bit of her, but now she saw everything – it felt like a huge loss.

I wondered what she thought, but since I wasn't going to leave the room anyway, I just lay down and took a nap. Just as I was falling asleep, I heard my sister calling me. I quickly answered, and then she told me to go out for some mung bean soup. I was a little embarrassed, but I still put my shorts on and went out. When I got to the living room, my sister had already put a pot of chilled mung bean soup and bowls on the table. I sat down, and she served me a bowl. To ease the awkwardness, I quickly started chatting with her about random things. I asked her why she came home, and she said she had argued with her husband and came back. I asked how long she'd been back, and she said a day.

We chatted about other things, and I finished two bowls of mung bean soup. I wanted to go back to my room to sleep, but my sister suddenly said I was watching those kinds of videos in broad daylight. I was startled again; I thought it was over, but why was she asking again? I said, embarrassed, that I thought no one was home. Then she blurted out something really funny: "Am I even human?" I laughed, still feeling awkward. She asked where I got the videos, and I said I bought them.

She said, "How can you even buy that kind of thing?" I found it really funny; it's not hard to buy. Then she asked if I was masturbating. I thought to myself, "She obviously knows the answer. We've been married for two or three years, and she's still pretending not to know." I nodded, looking completely innocent. She then asked if I had a girlfriend, and I said no.

Finally, she said that doing that kind of thing is bad for your health and I should do it as little as possible to avoid damaging my body. I think my sister needs a sex education course. Then I said I wanted to sleep, and she hummed in agreement, so I went back to my room to sleep.

I slept until dinner time, and then someone called me again, half-asleep. I thought, "Is it going to be mung bean soup again? I already had some." It was my sister again, but this time she called me for dinner. I always feel like I'm being called to eat; I turn into a pig as soon as I get home, haha, I've gotten so fat from eating so much!

After dinner, the whole family ate fruit and chatted, and the topic turned out to be whether my sister should divorce her husband. I was surprised. Mom said I was studying in another city, so she didn't know. But my younger sister, who also studies in another city, seemed to know a lot about these things; perhaps women are more knowledgeable about such matters. Mom and Dad seemed to disagree, while my sister was all for it, and I was completely confused. The final conclusion was that there was no conclusion, and we'd discuss it again next time.

That night, just as I was getting ready for bed (I looked a bit like a pig), my sister knocked and came in. This time, thankfully, I hadn't taken off my clothes yet, because I usually sleep naked. My sister, wearing pajamas, said she wanted to talk to me. I was startled; was the afternoon's topic going to continue? Thankfully, she just wanted to talk about her marriage and wanted my opinion. So, we sat on the bed and talked, and my sister told me the whole story. From her brother-in-law's immaturity and lack of responsibility, to his volatile temper and idleness, I listened, dumbfounded and filled with questions.

My sister got more and more carried away, even telling me about her brother-in-law's impotence. She said his penis was short and he ejaculated prematurely. He couldn't perform after only a few years of marriage. I felt incredibly embarrassed, wondering why she was telling me this. Finally, she finished and asked for my opinion. What opinion? I was completely confused, and that last part had left me speechless. I shook my head, saying I didn't know.

I saw her eyes were wet, and I didn't know what to do. I'm most afraid of women crying, and I didn't know how to comfort her. I thought she must be thirsty after talking so much and she'd shed some tears, so I poured her a glass of water. After drinking it, she felt a little better. Later, she asked me to lie down with her, and I agreed. So we lay on the bed together and continued talking. I thought my sister was going to continue talking about her married life, but to my surprise, she brought up what happened that afternoon. I was startled again, thinking I shouldn't have poured her water.

She asked if, since she didn't have a girlfriend, she'd ever done "that kind of thing." Of course, I knew what she meant, but I pretended to be innocent. She said, "Come on, you've watched those kinds of movies, why are you pretending?" I awkwardly shook my head; I couldn't possibly tell her about my relationship with Mom. Immediately, she accused me of lying. I thought, "What makes you think I'm lying? You're probably just trying to bluff me." But then she said something that almost made my heart stop: she said Mom had told her everything. I felt completely drained. How could Mom have told my sister? This was outrageous! Did anyone else know?

My mind went blank for several minutes, during which time my sister kept asking if it was true. Sigh, she already knew, why ask? I nodded weakly. Then my sister wanted me to tell her what happened. I said, "Didn't Mom tell you?" She said, "Mom only told you a little bit." I thought to myself, "Mom's really good at calculating; she even left some things for me to tell." I didn't really want to tell her, but my sister insisted. I

felt like a thief caught red-handed, completely at her mercy. So I started telling her the whole story, and my sister pressed me for details when I missed something. I felt a bit pressured, so I started by mentioning how I used to peep at my sister's genitals when I was little. My sister was stunned for a long time, then said, "How could you be so lewd at such a young age? No wonder you slept with your own mother when you grew up." I ignored her and continued, from sleeping with Mom to touching her body, to embracing her naked, to having sex with her, to her turning against me. I talked for a long time, and this time it was my sister's turn to be dumbfounded.

After I finished, she seemed a little dazed. After a while, she asked me if I would still want to sleep with Mom again. I said yes, but Mom wouldn't allow it. My sister said, "Mom is over forty now. If she hadn't been relatively young back then, would I still want to?" I said, "I still want to, and I don't have any other women to sleep with." Later, I asked my sister why Mom told her about this, and who else knew. My sister then told me something that made my heart stop. It turned out she didn't know at all; she was just guessing.

I thought that was impossible—even the best guesser wouldn't guess their son had a relationship with their mother. Later, my sister said that a long time ago, when they still lived in the old house, she had seen Mom and me naked and embracing in our room. She was shocked at the time but didn't dare say anything. She forgot about it over time, until today when she saw me watching porn and masturbating, and then she remembered and asked me about

it tentatively. Actually, my sister's question came out of my guilty conscience. She only said that Mom had told her, but didn't say what Mom had said—maybe Mom said I had a girlfriend and had a relationship with someone. As a result, I confessed everything without being asked.

There was a moment of silence between us, and the more I thought about it, the more resentful I became. I rolled over and started tickling my sister's armpits, and we started wrestling. Ultimately, it was my youthful vigor; I couldn't resist the urge once I touched a woman's body. The more we wrestled, the more I thought she was quite attractive, so

I pinned her down and kissed her. She pushed me away, laughing, and said, "You want me too?" I said, "Yes, right now." Then I pulled open the collar of her nightgown—oh my god, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. My lust was aroused, and I spread her entire nightgown open. She didn't resist, and I thought, "If she doesn't resist, she'll be my wife tonight." I stripped her completely naked, then I stripped myself naked too, and tried to insert my penis into her vagina. But it was dry and I couldn't get it in. She said it hurt, so I bent down and started licking her vagina. When I felt it was wet enough, I tried to insert it again. This time it was easier.

I guess I hadn't had intercourse in a long time, because I ejaculated in less than five minutes. After I ejaculated, I got up and sat next to my sister. She looked at me and said I was her second man, the second man she had sex with. She then closed her eyes. I looked at her for a while, and my lust returned, so I pressed down on her and we did it a second time. This time, I was back to my usual level, lasting almost an hour before I came. My sister still didn't resist, letting me do as I pleased. I tried several positions, and she went with me, only letting out soft moans. After the second ejaculation, my sister lay motionless on the bed, but I think this time she was truly exhausted.

After resting for a while, my sister managed to get up, put on her clothes, and go back to her room. I watched her leave, wondering what was going on, why I kept having sex with my own family.

The next morning, I slept until my sister woke me up, only to realize how late it was. After washing up, I went to the living room, where my sister was tidying up. She saw me and told me to hurry up and eat breakfast, then went to the dining room to bring it out for me. It was a very lavish breakfast, nothing like the breakfasts I usually ate. I glanced at my sister, about to ask why, but she spoke first. She said I needed to replenish my energy, otherwise, excessive exertion would be bad for my health. I wondered if she was referring to last night, so I went behind her to test the waters, pinching her buttock and asking if she was worried I was too tired last night. She rolled her eyes at me, brushed my hand away, and told me to eat quickly, then continued tidying the living room. I thought the answer was definitely yes.

When it was time to go to bed that night, I lay in bed wondering if my sister would come over. If she didn't, I'd have to eat at the buffet; I couldn't go to her room because Mom, my sister, and my younger sister slept together. I waited a long time, almost falling asleep, but my sister still hadn't come. I couldn't wait any longer, so I got up and went to the living room to check. When I got there, I found Mom sitting there, seemingly lost in thought. I went over and sat next to her.

She asked if I couldn't sleep either. Actually, I was very sleepy, but I still said I couldn't sleep. Mom held my hand and smiled, saying, "How can someone so young not be able to sleep?" I jokingly said I couldn't sleep without Mom by my side. I immediately regretted it. Years ago, this might have been playful banter with my mom, but now it felt incredibly frivolous. I thought Mom would probably get angry again.

But to my surprise, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she laughed and said, "Can't you handle it yourself?" I was stunned. Mom wasn't angry with me anymore? But after all these years, she'd maintained a normal mother-son relationship with me. Why was she talking like this now? Had she stopped being angry with me? Had she lifted the taboo? I thought that if that were the case, I had to seize the opportunity to break down her defenses. What if it was just a temporary change of heart, and I missed the chance? Who knew when the next opportunity would come?

So I hugged Mom's waist, kissed her cheek, and said I wanted to sleep with her. Mom laughed and said she was so old and still interested. I said, "Of course I am! And all I've been thinking about is being with you, Mom." Mom said I hadn't changed; I was still the same. I ignored what Mom said about me; it didn't matter anymore. I whispered in her ear that we'd chat in my room, and she glanced at me with the whites of her eyes but didn't answer. Seeing my chance, I forcefully pulled her into my room.

After locking the door, I immediately hugged her and kissed her passionately. She seemed a little shy and kept looking away. My hands began to roam, taking off her clothes one by one. She let me undress her readily, unlike before when she was afraid of being seen by others. Soon she was completely naked. I helped her to the bed and laid her down, then I took off my own clothes and got into bed. The first thing I did after getting into bed was kiss her entire body, then I gave her oral sex. Perhaps because it had been so long, her reaction was quite intense; her whole body trembled, but she tried not to make a sound, though I could tell from her nasal tone that she was very excited. While giving her oral sex, I moved my lower body towards her head, bringing my penis right in front of her eyes. She automatically grasped my penis and put it in her mouth.

It had been so long since I'd received oral sex; it felt so good. I couldn't hold back for long. I rolled over, spread Mom's legs, and thrust inside. Like old lovers reunited after a long time, I thrust wildly, and Mom moaned repeatedly. This time, it didn't last long before I ejaculated. After ejaculating, I lay on top of Mom and hugged her. Mom kept kissing me, just like before.

After a while, I got up to let Mom catch her breath. Mom was afraid someone would come in, so she put her clothes back on. Then we sat on the bed and chatted. Mom asked me if I was angry with her for not being intimate with me for the past few years. I said no, but I missed her. Mom hugged me and talked for a long time, sharing her feelings. Actually, Mom missed me too, but she couldn't find a way to express it. Mom asked me if she had aged a lot. By then, Mom was over forty, and she had indeed aged. I didn't say anything. Mom said she knew she was getting old and her looks had faded. She originally thought that even if she missed me, I probably wouldn't be interested anymore. Mom was older than before, but she could still excite me. I kissed Mom and whispered in her ear that I wanted more. Mom laughed happily, told me to lie down, and then she started kissing my whole body, from head to neck to chest, finally stopping at my penis and sucking it.

Then Mom took off her pants, straddled me, and started doing it in a woman-on-top position. I was so surprised because Mom is always very passive and shy. I sat on top of her and rocked up and down, pulling open Mom's clothes to expose her breasts. Her exposed breasts swayed up and down with the movements, looking incredibly sexy. I was afraid Mom would get too tired, so I also rocked up and down.

Soon Mom came, panting as she lay on top of me. I flipped Mom over and vigorously fucked her pussy in my favorite doggy style, then switched to the doggy style. We tried many different positions until we were both exhausted, and Mom gave me a blowjob.

Afterwards, after resting for a bit, Mom quickly went back to her room. I felt sticky all over, so I went to the bathroom to take a shower. Unexpectedly, I ran into my sister at the bathroom door. She mysteriously pulled me back to my room. Once inside, I asked her why she was being so secretive. She told me that she had just seen me having sex with Mom. I was a little surprised, but not nervous, since I'd already been intimate with her. She said she had planned to come see me that night, but Mom beat me to it. She asked if I still had energy, and I said yes. So she told me to take a shower first, and she would wait for me in the room.

I showered and went back to my room, where she was sitting on the bed. I closed the door, got into bed, and told her that I had done it with Mom twice, and my penis was a little tired. I asked her to give me a blowjob to make it hard. Without a word, she pulled down my pants, grabbed my penis, and put it in her mouth. It felt just as good as Mom's, but her tongue was more skillful, much better than Mom's. I got hard quickly, and then I stripped her naked. When I spread her legs, her vagina was already soaking wet. I gripped my penis and inserted it. My sister moaned in pleasure, and I quickly covered her mouth, telling her to be quiet.

Since it was the third time, it took a long time to ejaculate, and eventually, both of us couldn't take it anymore. My sister asked if I wanted to try anal sex, which surprised me. Of course I wanted to! So I asked her if it was really okay. She said yes, that her husband had done it before, but his penis was much smaller than mine, and she said to be careful. So I turned her over into a doggy-style position, smeared some saliva on her anus and my glans, and then, holding my penis, aimed it at her anus and started inserting. Perhaps due to inexperience or insufficient lubrication, I couldn't get it in, and it only made my glans hurt. Eventually, I had no choice but to give up. Finally,

to ejaculate, I had to insert it into her mouth and thrust until I ejaculated. After ejaculating, my sister said her mouth was very sore and painful, and her throat felt like it was going to vomit; she probably wouldn't be able to eat anything the next day.

So every night I would have a big battle with my mom and sister. My mom would stay up for the first half of the night, my sister for the second half, and then I would sleep during the day.

After spring break, when I went back to school, my sister would sometimes come to see me, and we'd find a hotel for a passionate encounter. She said my sexual prowess was far superior to her husband's, and my penis was much larger. I didn't disappoint her; I always brought her to multiple orgasms, her moans deafening. My sister's moaning was far better than my mother's. My mother also moaned, but very subtly and restrainedly. My sister was completely unrestrained, moaning loudly and obscenely, uttering all sorts of lewd and disgusting words, sometimes even ejaculating from her moans.

After many attempts, I finally succeeded in penetrating her anus. I put on a condom and applied baby oil, including to her anus, even inserting my fingers inside. Then I slowly inserted it, making her grimace, cry, and scream, but I was in the heat of the moment and didn't care, thrusting wildly until I ejaculated.

Afterwards, my sister constantly blamed me for not being gentle enough, and it took her several days to recover from the pain. I think my sister underestimated my precious penis, assuming it was as short as her husband's. But anal sex is really pleasurable, not because my anus is tight, but because of the feeling—a kind of sadistic feeling. After that, every time we had sex, I'd ask for anal sex, but she wouldn't always agree.

I got addicted to anal sex with my sister, and one time I even considered doing it with my mom. I asked her if anal sex was okay, but she didn't understand. I explained it to her, and she found it unbelievable, thinking anal sex was too strange. No matter how I explained it, it didn't work. So I rented porn and showed it to her when no one was home. She was stunned, thinking that such a large penis going into her anus was just a stunt, not normal sex. I told my sister about it, and she said we should tie her up together and let me have my way with her. I knew she was joking, but I was tempted to do it.

We couldn't hide our affair for long, probably because we were too brazen, and my sister's moans were loud. My dad sleeping on the first floor might not be a problem, but my mom's room is just next to the bathroom. If my mom or sister gets up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, it's easy for them to find out. But my older sister isn't too worried about being found out by my mom and sister, because my mom and I have been doing it for years, so at worst, we'll both do it together. It doesn't matter if my younger sister finds out either, because my older sister has always been closest to her, and even when it came to the divorce, only my younger sister was on her side.

Given how arrogant we were, of course we were found out, and the first one to find out was my mom. My mom got up in the middle of the night to go downstairs for a drink of water and heard my sister moaning in the hallway. My mom listened outside my room, then went back inside and found my sister wasn't in bed, so she was sure that my sister and I had been having sex in the room.

The next day, when my sister went to work, my mom came to my room and asked me what happened. I had just finished washing up and was spacing out in my room. My mom came in and sat on the edge of the bed, asking me if I had been having sex with my sister the night before. My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly calmed down, because I knew that my mom or sister would find out sooner or later. So I confessed. Mom didn't say anything, nor could she, because she herself had a very close sexual relationship with me, and moral boundaries no longer held water. Mom sighed and asked how long it had been, and how close it was to incest. I realized Mom was jealous because my sister was younger, prettier, and had a better figure than Mom. From any angle, in terms of the qualities of a sexual partner, my sister was better than Mom. Mom was certainly aware of this, which was why she was jealous.

I looked at Mom closely and realized she had really aged. The wrinkles on her face were increasing day by day, and her skin was slowly becoming rough and losing its luster. Her figure had also changed; her lower body had become bloated, and her breasts had shrunk and sagged. But I still found Mom very sexy, and she still excited me. Perhaps I have an incestuous fetish; having sex with my own mother makes me feel especially excited.

Mom didn't say anything, but I knew what she wanted to say. I hugged Mom and told her I still loved her very much. Mom asked if I would still have sex with her in the future, and I said I would as long as Mom was willing. Then Mom left. I was heartbroken. I'd rather she scold me, but now it felt like she was afraid I'd find someone new and wouldn't talk to her anymore. I understand that fear of losing someone you love, so it hurt me deeply.

That afternoon, during my nap, I went to Mom's room and we made love for almost the entire afternoon, lying down, prone, kneeling, sitting, standing—we tried almost every position I could think of. We went from the bedroom to the bathroom, to the stairwell. Mom had one orgasm, and I had another; I came several times too.

After dinner, Mom privately told me to spend the night with my sister, but to be careful. When my sister came to my room that night, I told her what had happened. She said she wanted to talk to Mom, but I said it was best not to because my sister was sleeping in Mom's room too. My sister said we could talk in my room then. I didn't care; since everything was out in the open, it was better for everyone to talk it out than to keep it bottled up inside. So my sister invited Mom to my room, and the three of us started talking. Most of the time, my sister was talking to Mom, and I sat beside her, feeling somewhat invisible. They talked quite calmly, because the two women were somewhat in the same boat—both of their partners were impotent and had sexual needs.

Finally, they agreed to maintain their current relationship, but not to make me too stressed. Oh, finally they remembered me! Then Mom laughed and told my sister and me to go to bed early and not stay up too late before turning to go back to our room. Just then, I suddenly thought of a threesome. So I whispered to my sister that we should do it together. My sister laughed and said I wanted to kill two birds with one stone, then chased after Mom and pulled her back. As soon as they came in, I locked the door. Mom, confused, asked what we were doing. My sister told Mom that it was two women serving one man. Then they started undressing Mom, and I helped my sister. Mom struggled and said she was embarrassed, but quickly all her clothes were off. Then my sister and I also took our clothes off, and the three of us squeezed onto my bed and started playing.

My sister said Mom was having a hard time and that I should go first. But Mom said she'd already done it many times that afternoon and wanted me to do my sister first. Seeing them arguing back and forth, I decided Mom would go first. I lay down and had Mom straddle my head while I gave her oral sex, while my sister gave me a blowjob from below. When I got hard, Mom's vagina was wet, so I had her lie down with her legs spread, and I started fucking her. While I was fucking her, my sister also helped by pushing my buttocks; sometimes she pushed too hard and Mom would scream. After a while, my sister stopped pushing and sat next to Mom, rubbing her breasts, then taking her nipples into her mouth. Mom was being attacked from both above and below by me and my sister, trembling with pleasure and moaning continuously.

My sister started kissing upwards, kissing Mom's shoulders, neck, and cheeks, finally kissing her mouth to mouth. Mom was probably so aroused she couldn't tell who was who, and she and my sister started passionately kissing, their lips meeting, their tongues entwined, even more passionately than when they kissed me. Mom had several orgasms, and her mind started to wander. The vaginal fluids from her vagina soaked the sheets, and even my testicles and thighs.

I thought Mom was almost done, so it was time to switch with my sister. I pulled my penis out and told her to doggy style, and I entered her from behind. My sister had probably been waiting too long; she screamed as soon as I entered, and I quickly covered her mouth. Even Mom was startled and snapped back to reality. I vigorously fucked my sister's vagina, while Mom, not wanting to be left out, rubbed my sister's breasts. However, my sister's breasts weren't very big; although Mom's breasts were a bit saggy, they looked bigger than my sister's. I kept changing positions, and I kept holding back from ejaculating because I wanted to fuck Mom again and then ejaculate inside her vagina.

Suddenly, I wanted to show Mom that I was going to fuck my sister's anus, to see if Mom would let me. So I turned my sister over into doggy style again and told her I was going to fuck her anus. I held my penis, aimed it at my sister's anus, and slowly began to insert it. Mom watched curiously as my penis slowly penetrated until it was fully inside. Then, as usual, I began thrusting vigorously. My sister probably knew I was doing it on purpose for Mom, so she responded with moans of pleasure, looking like she was thoroughly enjoying herself

. I watched Mom as I thrust, and she watched intently as my penis moved in and out of my sister's anus. I asked Mom if she wanted to try it, but she thought for a moment and shook her head. I thought it was okay, Mom would agree eventually. Since I had already penetrated her anus, I couldn't penetrate her vagina, so I thrust violently and ejaculated into my sister's anus.

This threesome lasted for quite some time, and we played the threesome whenever we had the chance. Mom continued to be a dutiful housewife, and besides cooking and washing clothes, she had an extra task: having sex with her son whenever she had free time. My sister also got divorced; it was a three-way vote to one, with only Dad opposing it. Mom and I, however, had our own plans. My sister had always agreed, since she'd never really liked her brother-in-law anyway

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8. From then on, our incestuous world

consisted of three women, except for my younger sister, who hadn't yet joined our ranks. My younger sister had always seemed a bit underdeveloped; not only was she petite, but her figure wasn't exactly impressive either. She was almost graduating high school, and her chest hadn't grown much, and her hips needed some work. But her face was quite pretty—delicate features, long black hair, a small nose, and slightly upturned lips—a face that everyone loved. Perhaps because she looked like a little girl, she left me with no room for imagination, no sexual fantasies or urges, so I never even considered involving her. But after spending time with the two mature women, I started to have some fantasies about my younger sister's slender figure.

The problem was, my younger sister had never had sexual experience (I think so), so how could I get her involved in this incestuous relationship?

Of course, I didn't dare discuss this with my mother, because incest was wrong for her. She already felt guilty about having sex with her son for her own needs, let alone dragging her youngest daughter into it. But my sister was different. Perhaps she shared my incestuous tendencies, because as soon as she heard my idea, she immediately agreed wholeheartedly, looking quite sympathetic, even more enthusiastic than I was. But enthusiasm alone wasn't enough; the key was how to hook my younger sister.

Forcing her wouldn't work, of course; she probably had the most stubborn and fiery temper in the whole family. Forcing her would likely make her hate me forever, and I didn't know how to approach her gently. My sister and I thought about it for a long time and even simulated some scenarios, but none of them seemed feasible. Finally, we decided that actions speak louder than words, so we deliberately let her accidentally witness my incestuous relationship with my sister, hoping it would arouse her.

But I couldn't wait. I had no feelings for my younger sister before, but once I started having sexual fantasies about her, the urge to have sex with her became overwhelming and uncontrollable. My mind was filled with fantasies of my penis thrusting wildly inside her. I realized I really couldn't wait any longer; I had to find a way to resolve this before I couldn't bear to rape her. So I told my sister how I felt.

My sister's first reaction upon hearing this was to give me a huge flick on the forehead, which made me run away clutching my head, my head spinning. She said, "How could I possibly rape my little sister with that skinny, bony figure? She looks like a middle school girl, no breasts, no butt." I kept begging my sister for help, pleading and cajoling, using every flattering trick in the book. For several days in a row, I used all my strength to bring her to ecstasy, and finally, she agreed. The only condition was that I couldn't force her, and there couldn't be any violence that would harm my little sister.

But how to do that was a real headache, but we still came up with an idea.

It was actually quite simple: just knock her out, right? So, my sister and I started collecting sleeping pills. A few days later, we had them, and I began to gradually put my plan into action.

First, my sister would pretend to want to sleep with my little sister. My little sister, of course, didn't suspect anything; sisters sleeping in the same bed is perfectly normal. Before bed, my older sister gave my younger sister water laced with sleeping pills. After she fell asleep, she opened the door and let me in. As soon as I entered, I saw my younger sister lying on the bed in her pajamas, seemingly fast asleep. My sister stood beside her, smiling, and said we could begin. This made me feel a little awkward, but seeing my younger sister on the bed, my penis started to stir. Ignoring my sister's watchful gaze, I first removed my own clothes and then climbed onto the bed. Even though my

younger

sister was fast asleep, I was still a little scared. So I asked my sister to test her first to make sure she was truly asleep. I asked my sister to help me take off my younger sister's pajamas while I hid to the side. My sister laughed at my cowardice, but I didn't care; as long as I could do it, I didn't care if my younger sister laughed at me.

My sister climbed onto the bed, knelt beside my younger sister, and gently unbuttoned her pajamas one by one. Even after I undressed her completely, my little sister remained unconscious. I was relieved, and my older sister smiled and said, "Is it okay now?" So I got on the bed, kneeling on the other side of my little sister, sitting opposite her across from her. I first kissed my older sister as a gesture of thanks, then began to unbutton my little sister's pajamas, which were already fully undone. I felt so excited, a thrill of stealing. Underneath, she was only wearing a pair of panties, no bra. My little sister's snow-white breasts had two slightly protruding nipples, which looked very sexy, making me want to put them in my mouth. I looked up at my older sister; she seemed equally fascinated by my little sister's breasts.

I gently stroked her small breasts; they felt so smooth and delicate. My older sister also reached out and caressed my little sister's other breast. My little sister remained motionless. Looking at her sleeping soundly, I couldn't resist kissing her slightly upturned lips, using my tongue to pry open her teeth and swirling it inside her mouth. At this moment, my sister started kissing my way up from my younger sister's nipples. I gave my sister my younger sister's lips because my penis was already rock hard. I gently pulled down my younger sister's panties, and my eyes were suddenly wide open. My younger sister's genitals only had a few sparse pubic hairs on her mons pubis. Her vulva was completely clean, and her pink labia were tightly closed, leaving only a thin slit. It was incredibly beautiful.

I quickly took off my clothes, moistened my penis with saliva, and applied it to my penis and the opening of my younger sister's vagina. I knelt between my younger sister's legs, aimed my penis at her vagina, and slowly inserted it. At this moment, my sister stopped kissing and caressing my younger sister and began to watch my penis enter my younger sister's vagina. My

younger sister's tender vagina, which was still inexperienced, was really tight. My penis encountered resistance after only a short distance. I pulled out and tried again, but I still couldn't insert it all the way in. Since I had agreed with my sister not to use force, I didn't dare to force it in. Seeing my awkwardness, my sister asked what was wrong. I said I couldn't get it in; it must be hitting my hymen. She said it might not be lubricated enough and told me to pull my penis out and suck it, to get more saliva on it.

My sister took my penis in her mouth, covering it completely with saliva. Then she licked my younger sister's vulva, also getting saliva on it. Watching my sister lick my younger sister was truly arousing; it wasn't just about getting the vulva wet, she went all over my younger sister's mons pubis, clitoris, labia majora and minora, even her tongue was inside. It made my mouth dry and my body burning with desire.

It seemed my sister was even more interested in my younger sister's body than I was; from the beginning, she had been very eager to kiss and caress my younger sister. Seeing my sister like this, I thought we should all do it together, so I took off my sister's nightgown. It turned out she wasn't wearing anything underneath; it seemed she had ulterior motives. The older sister was licking her younger sister's vulva, her hands not idle either, caressing her breasts and thighs, looking quite ecstatic.

Since the older sister was playing with the younger sister's vulva, I couldn't neglect my penis, so I moved to another spot, kneeling beside the younger sister's mouth, and trying to shove my hard penis into her small mouth. The younger sister's vagina was small, and her mouth was small too; it took a long time to fit the head of my penis in, making me incredibly impatient. I thought to myself, "Just push it in hard; it's not like she's a virgin, it shouldn't be a problem." So I thrust my hips forward, forcefully inserting part of my penis. Seeing the younger sister's mouth stretched wide, holding half of my penis, made me extremely excited. I held the younger sister's head and started thrusting, pumping in and out of her mouth, the feeling was just as good as fucking her vagina, incredibly satisfying.

My older sister, who was originally licking my vulva, stopped licking it because I was fucking my younger sister's mouth. I looked at my sister with a smug expression, while my penis continued to fuck my younger sister's mouth. After a while, I wanted to try to successfully penetrate my younger sister's vagina. I pulled my penis out of my younger sister's mouth, moved it between her legs, spread her legs as wide as possible, and aimed my penis at her vaginal opening, pushing in with more force this time. After a few thrusts, I started to make progress. The glans went in, and my penis slowly slid in. Although there was still some resistance, I kept pushing until it was fully inserted.

It was so tight. My younger sister's vagina was so good; it gripped me so tightly that I felt like my soul was about to fly away. It felt much tighter than my mother's and older sister's vaginas, even more comfortable than fucking my older sister's anus. After fully penetrating, I began thrusting. Oh my god, the feeling of being thrust into her, tightly enveloped by her flesh, was incredible. The intense pleasure of my penis rubbing against her vaginal walls, combined with watching my penis slide in and out of her hairless, clean, pink, tender vagina, sent waves of pleasure through my mind, making my heart race and my breath catch in my throat.

I started thrusting faster, each time pulling out completely and then plunging back in forcefully. My sister's body swayed with my thrusts, her small breasts bobbing back and forth like waves. After several minutes of rapid thrusting, the pleasure grew stronger and stronger, and finally, under my sister's watchful gaze, I ejaculated a thick stream of semen deep into her vagina.

After ejaculating, I felt completely exhausted; it felt so good. I lay on top of my sister, hugging her tightly and kissing her lips passionately, while my sister lay beside me watching. She asked how I felt, and I replied that it felt amazing. She said, "If you feel amazing, what about her?" I was taken aback. What about her? But then I realized she was also itchy and needed a penis too. But I had just ejaculated; I needed some time to get hard again. So I thought, since my sister was also interested in my younger sister's body, I might as well encourage her to have sex with her. I wanted to see how two women would play.

I told my sister that she could play with my younger sister, and I would just watch. My sister blushed and said, "How can two women play together?" I said, "Didn't you just play with my younger sister's body? Just play like that; I'm not hard yet anyway." My sister hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

I rolled off my younger sister and handed her to my older sister. My sister pressed down on my younger sister, hugging her head tightly and kissing her passionately. Her breasts pressed against my younger sister's nipples, and her lower body rubbed against my younger sister's vulva. My sister's lips kissed my younger sister's face, ears, and neck, and finally she forced my younger sister's mouth open and inserted her tongue for a wet kiss. This was even more passionate and exciting than when we had sex, and even her moans were particularly obscene.

The sight made my mouth dry again, and my penis was rock hard. My sister rubbed faster and faster, and I started masturbating beside her. My sister's moans grew louder and louder. I was afraid of disturbing my parents, but it was so exciting that I didn't care and continued masturbating. Amidst the moans, my sister finally climaxed. My sister still hugged my younger sister tightly, her body twitching slightly, and she made soft panting sounds, as if enjoying the pleasure after the orgasm.

But I couldn't take it anymore; my cock was so hard it was about to burst. I pulled my sister off my younger sister, spread her legs, and thrust my rock-hard cock inside her again. This time it felt much smoother, going all the way in. I started thrusting and pumping wildly, fucking my younger sister with big, rhythmic strokes. I thrust at my fastest speed, and within minutes I was ejaculating deep inside her again.

Because it was a holiday the next day, and I had ejaculated twice the night before, I slept until almost noon. After waking up, my mind cleared up, and I thought about what happened last night, feeling very uneasy. My inexperienced younger sister had been fucked twice by me; she would definitely notice when she woke up in the morning. After washing up, I went to the living room, but it was empty. Normally, everyone should be in the living room preparing for lunch on a holiday; could something really have happened? I started to feel nervous. I went to my parents' room, but it was empty. I went to my sister's room, but it was still empty. Only my younger sister's room was left, but I felt a little guilty. What if she already knew I had raped her last night? How could I face her then? But I still decided to go to her room anyway; what's meant to happen will happen. I walked to my sister's door; it was closed. I knocked, and after a while, the door opened. It wasn't my sister who answered, but my older sister.

I was puzzled. My parents weren't home, and my older sister was in my younger sister's room. What was going on? Just as I was about to ask, my older sister pointed towards the living room and told me to go there. Once in the living room, my older sister pulled me to sit down and said that my younger sister had woken up this morning with pain in her genitals and was suspicious. However, my parents had gone out, and she was comforting her. I asked how she was comforting her, and whether my younger sister knew I had slept with her. My older sister smiled and told me not to worry, that she would handle it. I told my older sister that I would take responsibility for my actions, and that I wanted to make things clear to my younger sister; I had no complaints, no questions asked. But my older sister insisted that she handle it, and that my actions would only complicate matters. My older sister told me to make my own lunch and then went back to my younger sister's room.

I had no appetite for lunch and sat alone in the living room, my heart pounding with anxiety, constantly wondering what my older sister had said to my younger sister. I don't know how long I sat there, but I couldn't sit still any longer. So I quietly went to my younger sister's door to listen for any sounds, but I couldn't hear anything. I decided to open the door a crack and peek inside. What I saw shocked me. My older sister and younger sister were naked on the bed, touching each other.

I was puzzled; what was going on? Why were they being so intimate? I continued watching, and their movements became more and more intense, even kissing. But it seemed that the older sister was the one initiating the kiss, while the younger sister seemed completely passive. This scene was like a replay of what happened last night. Then the older sister pressed down on the younger sister and began to rub against her. The initially passive younger sister also started to get excited and began to kiss her older sister, wrapping her arms around her waist and even caressing her buttocks. What a spectacle! My cock, dormant all night, was back in action. My eyes were on it, but my hands weren't idle either. I pulled down my shorts and underwear, pulled out my penis, and started masturbating.

The two of us rubbed faster and faster, our movements becoming increasingly intense. A few minutes later, my sister climaxed, collapsing limply onto my younger sister, whose movements paused when my sister stopped. My penis, however, remained rock hard, not slowing down even as their movements ceased, but instead, I gripped it even tighter. Standing at the door, rapidly masturbating, I suddenly felt so good that my legs gave way,

and I tripped and fell. Embarrassing! Falling backward wouldn't have been so bad, but I fell forward, smashing the door open and tumbling into the room. My sister and younger sister, who had been cuddling in bed, were terrified by this sudden sight. I sat naked on the floor, my rock-hard penis standing right in front of them, completely stunned and unsure whether to cover it up. The older sister was startled at first, but calmed down after seeing it was me. The most pitiful was the younger sister, naked and having sex with her older sister, when her brother burst in, his buttocks bare and penis erect.

The younger sister, ashamed, burrowed into her older sister's arms, while the older sister remained calm and collected, even wearing a gloating smile, which infuriated me. The younger sister, not knowing what to do, nestled in her older sister's arms, too afraid to move. The older sister patted her shoulder lightly, saying it was okay, her brother wasn't a stranger. Since they'd already been seen, there was no harm done, so they might as well be open about it. The younger sister didn't seem to hear her, still remaining motionless. The older sister pulled a blanket over her, then beckoned me to sit on the bed. I quickly got up, put on my pants, and sat on the bed.

The older sister pushed the younger sister away from her arms, making her sit up, but still covered by the blanket. Although the younger sister sat up, her head was lowered, not daring to look at me. Then the older sister spoke. My sister asked me how long I'd been peeping outside the door. I said about ten minutes. She said I'd seen almost the whole time, but I wasn't sure if I'd actually seen the whole time; I just gave a casual "hmm." My younger sister suddenly looked up at me, then immediately looked down, her face turning even redder.

My sister then asked what I was doing with my bare bottom exposed, whether I was masturbating because I couldn't stand it. It was a rhetorical question, but I sensed she had an ulterior motive. I answered yes. Then she asked what I thought of what I'd seen. I deliberately asked if they were having sex, and she answered yes. My younger sister trembled again, lowering her head even further. Then I deliberately said I'd seen my sister and younger sister naked, and that they were beautiful and sexy. My younger sister seemed mortified, while my sister had a sly grin on her face.

My sister said I'd seen them all, so shouldn't I let them see too, little sister? My younger sister was too ashamed to move, but my sister pressed her advantage, telling me to take off all my clothes and be naked like them. I thought to myself, "Great, I've taken the first step!" I immediately stripped naked, my penis a little soft, but still quite erect. After I was undressed, my sister nudged my younger sister's shoulder, urging her to look back so she wouldn't be seen for nothing. My younger sister was initially hesitant to look, but with my sister's encouragement, she glanced up out of the corner of her eye, then immediately lowered her head and remained silent.

At this moment, my sister moved to sit next to me, also naked. She deliberately held my penis in her hand, telling my younger sister how big and hard it was, and asking her to come and look. My younger sister remained huddled under the blanket, but dared to look up. Her eyes seemed both shy and surprised, as if she wanted to look but was too embarrassed to. Then my sister started masturbating me, asking if this was how you masturbate. I nodded, saying that my sister made me feel very good. My sister then asked my younger sister to come and touch it, but my younger sister was too afraid to move. So my sister said that if my younger sister wouldn't come over, we could go over to her. My younger sister shook her head vigorously, but I was happy to go. I moved closer to my sister, and I even deliberately pointed my penis towards her.

My sister was still holding my penis, using it as a masturbator, while pulling my younger sister's hand over to hold it. My sister hesitated for a moment, but was led by her sister. My sister transferred my penis from her hand to my younger sister's. My younger sister, her cheeks flushed, grasped my large, hot penis, her eyes fixed on it as if looking at something she both loved and feared. My sister asked my younger sister how it felt, and my younger sister said it was big and hot. Then my sister asked my younger sister to use it as she had done before. This time, my younger sister wasn't so shy and imitated her sister's movements. It felt so good, although I wasn't as good at it as my sister, but it felt amazing.

After my younger sister had used it, my sister asked if I wanted to see my younger sister's naked body again, and I naturally said yes. Without asking, my sister reached out and pulled the blanket off my younger sister. My younger sister struggled slightly but then gave in. Seeing my younger sister's naked body, with my penis still on her, was unbearable. I really wanted to press down on her and fuck her hard. After a while, I couldn't resist any longer and reached out to touch her thigh. She flinched slightly, then let me touch her. I figured her defenses had crumbled, so I boldly stroked and gently pinched her thigh. She didn't show any expression, but I thought she was feeling something. I moved my hand up her thigh, past her vulva, down her lower abdomen to her breasts. I rubbed and kneaded her breasts, and from her slightly furrowed brow, I knew she was already experiencing pleasure. My older sister

wasn't idle either. She sat beside her, wrapped her arms around her waist, and gave her a deep kiss, attacking from both sides until she was panting heavily. Seeing that the time was right, my sister helped her lie down and gestured for me to lick her vulva. I immediately spread her legs and lowered my head to start licking. She seemed to be enjoying it, her body twitching occasionally. My sister continued to kiss her passionately. I licked her entire vulva, especially her clitoris, which I licked with great care. My little sister's vagina slowly oozed vaginal fluid. I tasted it; it wasn't bad, not as fishy as my older sister's, and not too salty either—quite delicious.

After licking for about ten minutes, I thought it was about time, so I got up and knelt between my sister's legs, holding my penis and inserting it into her vagina. I didn't dare use too much force, afraid my sister would be scared, and then all my efforts would be wasted. I slowly thrust in and out, and my sister noticed my penis entering her body; her whole body tensed up a bit. I slowly went in and out, inserting little by little, pausing whenever my sister's muscles tensed. After a few minutes of this, I finally inserted it all the way in.

My older sister, seeing that I was fully inserted, softly asked my sister how it felt. My sister said it hurt a little, felt a little tight, and was sore and itchy. I said, "How about we move a little?" My sister nodded. So I started gently thrusting in and out, and slowly my sister's expression of pain disappeared, replaced by one of pleasure. So I slowly increased my speed and began thrusting in and out fully as well. My younger sister began to emit soft, erotic moans, which grew louder as I increased my speed.

To bring her to orgasm, I suppressed the urge to ejaculate and continued for over half an hour without stopping. At the same time as my sister experienced her first orgasm, I also released my pent-up semen.

My legs were almost numb after ejaculating, but the pleasure was unprecedented. My sister, after her orgasm, lay flat, motionless, still moaning, her body occasionally twitching. I lovingly held her and gave her a deep kiss, which she returned with her tongue. However, my older sister whispered something in my ear that almost made my legs give way: she wanted me to rest, and she wanted to too.

From then on, all three women in my family had sex with me—three completely different women, completely different experiences. My mother, though past her prime, still possessed a certain charm. My older sister, with open-minded views, was mature and alluring. My younger sister, young and beautiful, was full of vitality. The taste can be changed at will, but there is still a regret, that is, Mom doesn't know about this yet, so we can't play the four-person game.

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Title: My Incestuous History
Author: sblee

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Table of Contents
Chapter 1 Shooting, Shooting Again
Chapter 2 I Pretend to Be Her Husband Chapter 3
Mommy, I Want to Sleep with You Chapter 4
Beautiful Temptation Chapter 5
The Reason for Indulgence Chapter 6
Beautiful Beast Mother Chapter 7
My Sister is Also a Beast Chapter 8
Mommy's New Desire
Chapter 9 Mother-Swapping Club
Chapter 10 Beautiful Female Teacher
Chapter 11 The Pleasure of Rape

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Chapter 1 Shooting, Shooting Again!

This story began after I came across my first pornographic film during the summer vacation before entering the second year of junior high school.

I remember that afternoon, Xiaolong called me mysteriously and asked me to come to his house. When I got there, the first thing that caught my eye was that videotape.

"My dad rented this!" Xiaolong said excitedly. "You're going to have a good time today!"

Then he put on the videotape. This was quite a shock for someone like me who had never seen anything like it before! I remember the content described a sex clinic that specialized in treating men with frigidity. Watching the men and women on the screen constantly thrusting, my little brother instantly became engorged like a red volcano, ready to erupt at any moment! But just then, the doorbell rang.

"Oh no, it's my dad!" Xiaolong hurriedly ejected the film and put it back in the drawer...

Back home that night, I was still incredibly excited, and it took me several ejaculations to fall asleep. After that, whenever I went to Xiaolong's house, I would ask him to show me films, until one day his South Korean stepmother came to Taiwan...

Xiaolong's father seemed to have a particular fondness for South Korean women, so both Xiaolong's birth mother and stepmother were South Korean, and Xiaolong was of mixed Chinese and Korean descent. It's said that Xiaolong's stepmother didn't like the Taiwanese climate, so she spent half the year living in South Korea. But she was incredibly beautiful! With an oriental-looking face, a shapely figure, and shoulder-length hair, she was over 30, but still possessed a captivating charm. Especially her long, slender, and beautiful legs—one couldn't help but want to touch them! As for her breasts, while large, they seemed slightly saggy, perhaps due to years of being rubbed and squeezed by Xiaolong's father, a minor flaw.

One afternoon, having nothing to do, I went to find Xiaolong to watch some porn, but only his younger brother, who was in kindergarten, was home

. "I'll go in and wait for him," I said. And so, Xiaolong's brother unlocked the secret realm for me.

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(I really want to watch porn and have sex alone!)

With this thought, I took 200 yuan and half-heartedly persuaded Xiaolong's brother to go out and play video games, promising to come back when he ran out of money. Xiaolong's silly brother went out. My heart raced; having sex in someone else's house—this feeling of doing something naughty excited me. I immediately went to the drawer where Xiaolong's father usually kept the tapes, but to my horror, I found not a single tape.

(How could such a ridiculous thing happen?!)

Unwilling to give up, I searched everywhere—under the cabinet, under the bed, under the table, even in Xiaolong's room—but couldn't find it. I was getting increasingly anxious and angry! Finally, I decided to check the wardrobe. After searching for a long time, when I opened one of the small drawers, my eyes suddenly lit up!

(This, this isn't underwear...)

Feeling the surge of adrenaline, my hands trembled slightly as I picked up a pair of pink silk panties. They felt wonderfully soft. I unfolded them in my palm, the lace trim and floral embellishments filling the air. I took a deep sniff.

(What an intoxicating scent! It's unbelievable that a woman could wear such small panties. Let my little brother wear them too!)

Without a word, I pulled out my swollen penis, enjoying the sensation of rubbing against the woman's panties. Overwhelmed with emotion, I also took out black silk and white cotton panties, putting one on my head and the other in my mouth, savoring the taste of women. I lay on the bed, enjoying it all, my hands moving rapidly...

(Oh, oh, oh!)

I reached my climax! A thick, white liquid quickly spurted onto all three pairs of panties. Just as I was still savoring the moment, I suddenly heard the door open.

(Oh no!!) I slammed the closet shut in a flash, grabbed three pairs of underwear, and hid under the bed.

(Who's back? Ah, she's coming in, it's Xiaolong's stepmother!!)

She seemed exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she entered the room. I, under the bed, thanked my lucky stars, hoping she'd be asleep in 30 minutes so I could leave.

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Time passed, and I quietly crawled out from under the bed to the door. Just as I was about to leave, I looked back—what a sight!! Xiaolong's stepmother was lying on her side facing me, wearing a pink suit with white stockings. The glimpse of her panties and cleavage instantly made my previously limp penis, weakened by shock, instantly become a throbbing erection.

(Great, I hit the jackpot!)

So I tiptoed to the bedside and slowly and tentatively placed my hand on her body, gently rocking her. I noticed she was softly snoring. After confirming she was asleep, I slowly stroked her beautiful legs with my right hand, gently caressing them from her instep to her calf and thigh. My other hand wasn't idle either, moving towards her breasts, slowly slipping inside her lace bra from the cleavage towards her nipples. Just as I was feeling a surge of emotion when I finally touched her nipples, which were about the size of soybeans, she suddenly turned to her side. I quickly rolled under the bed.

(She didn't seem to be awake yet.)

I realized my heart was pounding, and as I recalled the sensations I had just felt on my hand, my penis felt like it was about to burst through my pants. Touching her beautiful legs in stockings was so exciting! So I pulled out my penis and let it jiggle outside, my body trembling as I began my exploration of her secret place.

This time, Xiaolong's stepmother was facing away from me, so I gently turned her body over to lie flat, then slowly opened her legs, and I saw the shadow of her pubic hair! I noticed my little brother's need, and I grasped my penis with her right hand, my right hand roaming around her pubic hair and inner thighs. My penis was caressed by her soft hand, and I held her hand, rubbing it back and forth.

(Oh, oh, oh,)

Suddenly her hand jerked, and I realized she seemed to be waking up, so I quickly slipped under the bed again. But I was already almost out, so there was no reason to let go. I took out three pairs of underwear from my pocket and put them on my penis, my hand moving rapidly...

(Oh, oh, oh,)

I reached my climax! The thick white liquid shot completely onto the three pairs of underwear again. At the same time, Xiaolong's stepmother woke up. She seemed a little strange, but didn't seem to have noticed my presence. But it looked like I couldn't leave here anytime soon.

(I've shot twice, so tired!)

Since I couldn't leave and had nothing else to do, I drifted off to sleep...

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Chapter Two: I Pretended to Be Her Husband!

In my sleep, I dreamt that my recent act of lovemaking was discovered, and I was brutally beaten. I woke up in a cold sweat, finding myself surrounded by complete darkness, and feeling chilled because of the air conditioning. After a few seconds, my eyes adjusted, and I checked my watch; it was past midnight.

A wave of fear washed over me, terrified that the dream would come true, and I desperately wanted to escape. After confirming that there was no movement around me, I slowly crawled out from under the bed, gently opened the door, and glanced at the bed before leaving. I expected two people, but only saw Xiaolong's stepmother. Seemingly wanting to avoid being disturbed, she wore an eye mask and was covered with what appeared to be a rather thick quilt.

I slipped out of the room and found Xiaolong and his younger brother fast asleep in another room. I quickly walked to Xiaolong's door, and before leaving, I touched my underwear, stained with my semen, in my pocket. Suddenly, an evil thought popped into my head, and I went back into that room. ... Looking at Xiaolong's stepmother,

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lips were barely visible, my heart pounded faster and faster, and my little brother's veins began to bulge. Slowly, I leaned onto the bed and carefully lifted the heavy quilt. Ohhh!!! A black silk bra with shoulder straps, paired with black cotton knitted patterned openwork panties, was another heavy blow to my little brother, truly unbearable!!

I took off my pants and lay down on the bed, turning to face Xiaolong's stepmother, contemplating how to enjoy this feast.

I put my middle finger into her mouth, stirring it with her tongue, then put it back in my mouth to savor her saliva; my hands moved from her palms to her arms and then to her delicate shoulders. Then I moved my hands up her slender waist, and as her undergarments rose, I finally grasped her breasts, gently rubbing them in circles. Then I lightly sucked on her nipples, tracing the shape of her breasts with my tongue. At this moment, her body trembled slightly, and my mouth and hands reluctantly left her breasts, now stained with my saliva.

After a while, when I was sure I could conquer her again, I let my hands roam freely over her legs, savoring the pleasure of the evening. My next target was the forest of honeyed depths I had longed for! Slowly opening her legs, I gently pressed my hands against that mysterious black area, the sensation of touching her black cotton panties mingling with the pleasure. I carefully rubbed her labia, and gradually those two thick, fleshy lips became increasingly moist. Suddenly, her hand grabbed mine!

"Can we not tonight?" I was startled when she said it in her deep, heavy South Korean accent, but after calming down, I realized she wasn't being too forceful. I figured she thought Xiaolong's father was playing with her, so I decided to go all in.

I gently pushed her hand away, ignoring her request, and kissed her lips, boldly inserting my tongue. Our tongues intertwined, I gently sucked on her tongue, and she sucked mine. Oh! To be able to share this French-style soul kiss with a woman older than me, I was trembling with emotion.

While we were kissing, my hand still wandered to the entrance of her mysterious pubic hair. Suddenly, her hand grasped my engorged penis. My aunt and I rubbed each other, and I finally decided to slip my hand inside her panties. The moment I touched her thick pubic hair, my penis swelled even more; when I touched my aunt's honeyed vulva, which was flowing with nectar! My penis swelled to its maximum size.

I easily parted my aunt's engorged labia and began to tease her plump vulva. My fingers moved upwards, touching her sensitive clitoris. Finally, my fingers penetrated completely, reaching her cervix. I circled the cervix with my fingertips, and my aunt's hips rose and fell in excitement with my hands.

"Mmm...oh mmm..."

Hearing my aunt's moans, I got up and shoved my large penis into her mouth. One hand played with her vulva, while the other cupped her head, guiding my entire shaft into her mouth. Her hands rubbed my buttocks, allowing my penis to smoothly enter her throat and thrust in and out. Her skillful tongue licked the lower edge of my glans, making me feel utterly satisfied in her mouth. Just as

I felt I was about to ejaculate, I withdrew my penis from her warm, moist mouth. Then I arched her back, licking her endless flow of love juice, before suddenly penetrating her vagina, her tongue temporarily taking over the function of my penis. At this moment, I placed my fingers on her anus and slowly inserted them into my aunt's last forbidden zone. I felt her body tremble. Then I switched my fingers and tongue, squeezing my love-scented tongue tip into her anus.

"Mmm...oh mmm..."

Another loud moaning filled the air, making me unbearably aroused. I immediately thrust my penis into my aunt's vagina, pumping hard, making her already wet vagina release another round of pleasure. Finally, I used all the strength in my lower body to thrust, and with one last thrust,

(Oh! Oh! Oh!) I ejaculated all my semen into my aunt's uterus.

She lay on the bed, dazed, enjoying the post-orgasmic relaxation. I got up and left, taking with me the black cotton knitted patterned openwork panties stained with my aunt's love juice.

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Chapter Three: Mommy, I Want to Fuck You!

Ever since I brought back my stepmother's panties last time, I've developed a strong interest in women's underwear. I often sneak into my mother and sister's room when they're not around, grab their panties, and masturbate like crazy; imagining having sex with my mother and sister always excites me. Gradually, I developed a high level of interest in my mother's body... My mom is a typical working woman .

She goes to work in stylish clothes in the morning and rushes home to cook dinner as soon as she gets off work. She possesses the charm of a mature woman and the face of a kind mother, with a figure that rivals that of a young woman—anyone would want to sleep with her! I'm especially lucky to have such a mom. Sometimes, when she's not paying attention while cooking, I pretend to help and peek through a small mirror behind her back at the alluring sight of her sexy panties and sheer stockings under her tight skirt. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, I can even lie down and peek directly, masturbating while watching what's under her skirt—it's so satisfying! Sometimes, when she's showering, I peek through the crack in the door as she takes off her clothes one by one, then rubs her breasts and her thickly hairy vulva—it always gives me another live, erotic orgasm!

Every day, I want to have sex with my mom more and more, but I never have the chance. Finally, one day, after my father told us he was being transferred to the US for training for over a week, I knew my chance had come! On the first night after my father left, I

desperately

stayed awake until after 2 a.m., when my mother was sound asleep, and sneaked into her room. I gently lifted the covers, and after only a couple of touches of her ample breasts and beautiful legs, I sensed she was about to wake up. Reluctantly, I abandoned my attempt and took one of her silk panties back to my room to masturbate.

The next day, I deliberately dragged my mother to a department store and then to a large shopping mall for a shopping spree, exhausting her all night. Late at night, I sneaked into her room again, finally managing to touch her pubic hairy forest. When I tried to take off her panties, I failed again. This time, just as she seemed about to wake up, I fled back to my room for my life, almost ruining everything. Therefore, on the third day, I dared not move around, and in my depression, I could only watch porn to relieve my boredom. The scene where the female lead was drugged and raped in the film really resonated with me!

The next day, I spent a lot of time running around to pharmacies big and small throughout the city, finally managing to buy four or five sleeping pills after much pleading and haggling. I ground them into powder. Mom's habit of drinking warm milk before bed made things very convenient for me. I offered to make her the milk and added extra "nutritional" ingredients. Mom even said I was being particularly good today, and that the milk tasted especially good. Hearing Mom's praise, my little brother almost burst out of my pants. Watching Mom happily drink my specially prepared milk, I knew tonight was going to be exciting!

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After one o'clock in the morning, I couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the room where I was going to indulge in my desires. Seeing Mom fast asleep, I gently shook her, but there was no reaction. I excitedly threw off the heavy blankets. Mom was wearing her sexy white transparent silk nightgown, and her beautiful sleeping posture immediately made my little brother erect. I immediately stripped off all my clothes and climbed onto the bed to press myself against my mother's beautiful body. Gently rubbing her full breasts, which weren't bra-bound, through her silk nightgown, felt indescribably wonderful. Looking at her sexy lips, I couldn't resist leaning in and kissing her lightly. Then, I carefully extended my tongue, exploring her mouth, and deeply sucked on it. I gently bit her lips, and then couldn't help but deeply kiss her small mouth again—it felt so stimulating!

I lifted my mother's nightgown; she was wearing white lace panties, so thin and transparent that they vaguely revealed the shape of her pubic hair. Her vulva was faintly visible before my eyes, and I suddenly frantically explored with my tongue, flipping over the thin fabric and heading directly towards her plump labia. At the entrance to her vulva, a faint scent of vaginal fluid stimulated my sense of taste and smell, making me even more excited. I used the tip of my tongue to penetrate Mommy's vagina. At this moment, Mommy moaned, whether it was a wet dream or the effect of sleeping pills, she didn't wake up. The lewd moans stimulated my penis to release clear lubricant. Looking at Mommy's little mouth, I couldn't help but push my swollen penis inside, holding Mommy's head, and fucked her dozens of times before stopping. Seeing the saliva dripping from the corner of Mommy's mouth, I forced myself to fuck her hundreds more times, almost ejaculating, it felt so good.

At that moment, I aimed my large penis at Mommy's vagina and thrust it in hard. The warm flesh of Mommy's vagina tightly enveloped my penis. Mommy's vaginal fluids mingled with my semen and penis, surging against her uterus. With each thrust, Mommy groaned, and I became increasingly excited. After thrusting hundreds of times, I gave one last thrust, ejaculating deep into Mommy's vagina, the semen spreading out. I collapsed onto Mommy, holding her for a while before tidying up and going back to my room for a long sleep. The next day,

Mommy praised the milk I had made, saying it was very effective and gave her a good dream. She wanted me to make it for her every day. Of course, I happily replied, "Sure!" Because I had more to fuck; Mommy, didn't I? Chapter Four

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Beautiful Temptation

It's been five days since my father left the country. Last night's audacious mother-son incestuous encounter hasn't quelled my lust; instead, I constantly think about my sadistic encounters with my mother, wanting to touch her fragrant, sweet-smelling vagina all the time. But when I went to buy sleeping pills, the pharmacist refused. Disappointed, I returned home and saw my mother washing dishes in the kitchen. She was still wearing her favorite pink short jacket over a slightly transparent white shirt, and a light white silk skirt with sheer flesh-colored stockings on her slender legs, sparking endless fantasies.

(If only I could push her down on the counter and have a wild fuck...)

My pants bulged again, unconsciously responding to my fantasies, and I really wanted to just insert myself into Mommy from behind...

Suddenly, I thought of a way to satisfy my dissatisfaction, so I quietly unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and loudly announced to Mommy that I was back! He immediately hugged his mother from behind:

her huge breasts swayed back and forth.

"Mommy, today I went up on stage to solve a math problem for everyone, and the teacher praised my method, saying I'm very smart!"

(Wow... Mommy smells so good... The feeling of my penis rubbing against Mommy's silk skirt is so good... I pressed my legs against Mommy's beautiful legs, gently rubbing against her legs in sheer flesh-colored stockings, so good...)

"That's good," Mommy said, "Keep it up!"

(Oh... I will keep it up, slowly moving my waist, pressing my penis against the crevice between Mommy's two luscious buttocks through her silk skirt, moving up and down continuously... Hmm...)

"Hmm... Okay... Ah, I will continue... keep it up..."

(It feels so good to keep it up, the opening at the tip of my thick penis has already leaked some semen due to excessive stimulation...)

"Are you feeling unwell? Why are you fidgeting and making strange noises?" Mom asked me.

(So good... ah... almost there!)

"It's nothing, Mom, I just feel a little itchy, probably from mosquito bites."

I gently lifted a corner of Mom's skirt, tightly enveloping my throbbing erection! The rapid rubbing of Mom's silk skirt and her fingers intensified the stimulation. My thick, hot semen gushed out, splashing onto Mom's pink jacket and white silk skirt, instantly making me feel refreshed, without Mom noticing. Since Mom had finished washing the dishes and was preparing to cook, I quickly pulled my still trembling, swollen penis back into my pants.

"Mom, I'm going back to my study to read."

Back in my room, sitting at my desk, recalling my successful act of defilement, my penis swelled again. So, while thinking about the scene, I masturbated, managing to ejaculate a small amount of semen. ...-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Since my sister went to the movies and won't be back tonight, it

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just Mom and me for dinner. Seeing the semen stains on Mom's back, my little brother is aching again. Feeling a bit weak from overindulgence, I accidentally dropped my chopsticks. As I bent down to pick them up, I lifted my napkin and was horrified to find Mom's lower body facing me. A few pubic hairs were obscenely peeking out from between her beautiful legs, revealing white lace panties, making my aching little brother swell to twice its size. Then, looking closer, that...that's...

(It's sheer, flesh-colored, openwork stockings!!)

The legendary openwork stockings I'd only ever heard of were obscenely exposed before my eyes! When did Mom buy them? A vulva was exposed at the front and back of Mommy's body. Although her panties were on the outside, I could still feel the deep, bewitching allure. The more I looked, the more mesmerized I became...

"Ah Zhi, why did it take you so long to pick up the chopsticks?"

I reluctantly got up after hearing Mommy's call, but my whole body was already filled with the evil power of lust. After quickly finishing my meal, I pretended to go back to my room. While Mommy was cleaning up the dishes, I sneaked into her room and searched the drawer where she usually kept her underwear. Finally, I found the sheer flesh-colored stockings with cutouts. I immediately grabbed a pair of unopened flesh-colored stockings and a pair of black silk lace panties and slipped back to my room.

Unpacking them, my hands trembled with excitement as I took out the cutout stockings. Upon closer inspection, I saw alluring embellishments on the inside of the cutouts. I immediately put on the lace stockings I had always dreamed of; the soft touch of the silk and the alluring embellishments made me lie on the bed, enjoying the cool, enticing feel of the lace. I closed my eyes and tried to recall my mother's lower body at the dining table, the sheer, flesh-colored lace stockings revealing her most wanton genitals. I stroked the alluring embellishments on the inside of the lace, imagining myself caressing my mother's seductive body and beautiful legs. My penis, meanwhile, enjoyed the stimulating feel of the black silk lace panties, imagining myself forcefully fucking my mother's cunt until I climaxed and ejaculated only lubricant onto my mother's black silk lace panties. I felt a wave of pleasure and exhaustion wash over me, and I lay on the bed, completely powerless, and fell into a deep sleep.

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Chapter Five: The Reason for Indulgence

The next morning, I was suddenly awakened from my drowsy sleep when I suddenly remembered that I hadn't cleaned up the night before. I woke up to find myself still wearing my lace stockings, and my mother's black silk lace panties, stained with my semen, were hanging on my swollen penis. I tossed her under-bed clothes and, almost late for school, rushed off without breakfast. When I got

home, my mother told me that my father would be away for over a month for his internship abroad. This excited me, giving me more time to get my hands on my beautiful mother, ideally making her my sex slave…

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For the next few days, whenever I had the chance, I would hug my mother from behind, pressing my swollen penis against her buttocks through her clothes, desperately thrusting it into her anus through her skirt or pants. Or I would slip under the table to get a good look at her legs and deliberately touch them.

"Mommy, let me use your body for a bit, so I can calm down and concentrate on my studies!"

I innocently suggested to my mother. Initially, my mother flatly refused, advising me to focus my energy elsewhere, saying that my sexual urges were just due to puberty and would pass in time. However, I told her I really couldn't control myself. After a week of constantly bothering her, she seemed to have given in to my annoyance and finally relented. On Saturday night a week later, she came into my room, her face serious, and said she could find a way to satisfy my sexual desire, but not intercourse, otherwise it would be incest.

"Then give me oral sex," I requested.

My mother considered it for a long time but couldn't decide. Finally, she agreed after I said that just once would probably be enough to quell my desire. So I spread my pants, revealing my erect penis, and asked my mother to take off all her clothes. My mother agreed to undress, but said I could only look, not touch her body, and I pretended to agree as well. Watching my beautiful mother take off her clothes one by one, my penis was incredibly excited.

Mommy first knelt in front of me, supporting herself on my thighs with her hands, and slowly began to stroke my penis. Then she licked the glans with her tongue, and then slowly took my large penis into her alluring little mouth, swallowing and spitting it in and out, licking the edge of the glans with her lustful tongue, occasionally sucking on my penis to make me even more excited. After a while, she spat out my penis and gently sipped it around the base of my penis with her sexy lips, then took my penis back into her mouth and sucked and spit it out.

Mommy's oral skills were really good. I excitedly grabbed Mommy's hair and pressed her head down to the base of my penis for deep throat sex. My penis went deeper and deeper into Mommy's beautiful little mouth until Mommy's red lips touched the base of my penis. Watching Mommy take my entire penis into her mouth made my penis swell even bigger. Dozens of such deep throat sex made me almost ejaculate. Mommy then spat out my penis and licked my scrotum, rubbed my anus with her slender fingers, and finally inserted them into my anus and poked and prodded.

In my excitement, I grabbed my mother's breasts and squeezed and kneaded them frantically. My mother gave me a look but didn't refuse. My hands then moved along my mother's beautiful body and kneaded her beautiful buttocks, but when I was about to touch her anus, she stopped me with her hand and a look that said no. So I deliberately grabbed my mother's head and thrust my penis in and out of her mouth dozens of times as a show of force.

Just before I felt I was about to ejaculate, I thrust my hips hard and pushed my penis deep into my mother's throat; I gripped my mother's head even more intensely and thrust into her sexy and charming mouth as if inserting it into a vagina, making a squelching sound. At the height of my climax, I roughly forced my penis, along with her testicles, into my mother's mouth, and squeezed her head tightly so that my genitals were pressed against her beautiful face, making it impossible for her to spit out my penis. With no other choice, my mother had to drink my semen. So I thrust hard, and the hot semen I ejaculated splattered deep into Mommy's throat; most of my semen was swallowed by Mommy as a nutrient, while some flowed down the corners of her mouth. Mommy looked dazed, like a prostitute, wanton...

"Are you satisfied?" Mommy asked, wiping the semen from the corners of her mouth with her fingers.

"Yes, thank you, Mommy!" I said happily and kissed Mommy.

Mommy's limp body slowly gathered the scattered clothes, and she walked listlessly out of the room, while I fell asleep with a smile.

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When I woke up in the morning, I was satisfied, and the first thing I thought of was how to use Mommy's beautiful body to satisfy my endless lust. Just thinking about it was exciting, let alone doing it...

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Chapter Six: Beautiful Beast, Lustful Mother

The first thing I did when I woke up in the morning was to want Mommy's body to do perverted things; so I decided to deliberately hold back from going to the toilet and go to Mommy to ask for oral sex. Upon arriving at Mommy's room, I found her using the toilet. I semi-forced her to perform oral sex on me while she was using the toilet. Without waiting for her consent, I inserted my penis into her mouth. After thrusting into her mouth dozens of times, I suddenly demanded that my beautiful mother drink the hot fluid that was about to be released. Mommy shook her head in distress and tried to pull away from my penis, but I held her head tightly and she couldn't let go. She had no choice but to let me do as I pleased, reluctantly drinking the hot fluid and letting it overflow from the corner of her mouth. As the hot fluid filled Mommy's mouth, I continued to thrust into her lewd mouth, enjoying the obscene pleasure.

At this moment, Mommy subconsciously released her own heat. I excitedly lifted Mommy up and pressed my mouth to her vulva to taste her delicious heat. I licked her plump labia and thrust my tongue into her beautiful vulva. Mommy placed one foot on the bathtub, her abdomen undulating as her vulva met my tongue. Her hands held my head, whether resisting or wanting me to get closer, I couldn't tell. After enjoying the sweet nectar, I excitedly wanted to penetrate Mommy's plump vulva, but Mommy stopped me, citing incest as the reason.

"But my penis wants to go in!" I protested.

Seeing my little sister being penetrated so violently by my big guy,

"Fine, let's do it from behind, that way it won't be incest," Mommy said helplessly, blushing.

Hearing Mommy say this, I felt excited all over because I had never had anal sex before, and I just thought it might be very enjoyable.

"Okay, no incest?"

I smiled slyly, because I had already penetrated Mommy's vulva, but Mommy was completely unaware. I had long wanted to try out my mother's anus, and now that she was saying it herself, I was incredibly excited!

"But you have to wash yourself first," my mother said.

"Can I wear lace stockings later?" I asked, but my mother didn't answer.

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After washing myself in my room, I went to my mother's room. She was lying on the bed covered with a quilt. I lifted the quilt and found that she was wearing a long white silk dress.

"Are you wearing any?" I asked.

My mother shyly lifted her dress slowly, revealing her alluring legs, all the way up to her thighs. She had indeed put on lace, transparent flesh-colored stockings as I had asked, and I felt a great sense of conquest. So I took off all my clothes, revealing my most powerful weapon, and slowly got into bed. My mother, who was sitting, also took off her pink fleece panties, presenting her seductive buttocks to me.

"Xiao Zhi, be gentle, Mommy has never done anything like this before..." Mommy blushed, pleading like a virgin on her first night. The fact that I would be the first to deflower Mommy's anus caused my penis to swell considerably.

I slowly lifted Mommy's long skirt to her waist. Before me was a beautiful sight: my usually elegant and refined mother wearing sheer, flesh-colored stockings with cutouts that excited me immensely. She deliberately seduced me, completely exposing her moist vulva and beautiful anus, her legs spread wide, her braless breasts swaying wantonly in front of her.

My hands traced down Mommy's beautiful legs, from her delicate ankles to the alluring embellishments on the inside of her stockings. I then brought my mouth close, licking around the embellishments. Mommy demanded that I not touch any part of her body except her anus, and even covered her vulva with her hands. I had no choice but to obediently move my mouth to Mommy's anus to play with it.

When my tongue touched my mother's beautiful anus, her body trembled as if electrocuted, as if this was an erogenous zone she hadn't yet discovered. As I slowly pushed my tongue into my mother's anus, she involuntarily writhed her plump buttocks to meet my tongue. I grasped her beautiful buttocks and, following her movements, excitedly fucked her wonderful anus with my tongue, savoring the indescribable sweetness. My mother seemed to become more and more excited; her hands, which had originally covered her vulva, were now used as masturbation tools, rubbing her own flesh. So I moved my tongue around, enjoying the nameless fragrance of her anus and sipping the sweet nectar, while my hands, following the shape of my mother's beautiful breasts, kneaded her wanton breasts with emotion.

Under the pretext of lubrication, I inserted my penis into Mommy's lewd mouth and fucked her. With one hand, I used two fingers as a dildo to stroke her anus, while the other hand continued to fondle her breasts. Mommy herself was playing with her vagina. The way Mommy knelt and moaned intermittently made her look like a beautiful, lustful beast.

Extremely wet, I pushed my penis into Mommy's anus. Ignoring her cries of pain, I vigorously fucked Mommy's long-awaited rear entrance, thrusting my penis deep into her body, which was clad in transparent, flesh-colored stockings that excited me immensely. I relentlessly pierced through her anus, her wanton vaginal muscles tightly gripping my thick penis, greedily sucking me deeper into her lewd body...

The mother's screams of pain quickly turned into more wanton moans, as if her body was immersed in the most pleasurable carnal world. The mother was indeed the rumored woman whose anus was her primary erogenous zone, and I had found a rare and exquisite erogenous organ. Judging from the moans, as I continued to fuck her anus, she had probably climaxed seven or eight times already.

I inserted my fingers into Mommy's dazed vulva and mouth, smearing her constantly flowing vaginal fluid and saliva all over her body, even completely soaking her see-through flesh-colored stockings and the sheets. I continued to fuck Mommy's anus for several tens of minutes, and at the final climax, I thrust my penis all the way into Mommy's anus, forcefully ejaculating all my semen deep inside her anus; at the peak of pleasure, I didn't intend to pull out my penis, but let Mommy's anus suck me in without releasing it, and we fell asleep holding Mommy's beautiful, dazed body.

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After that, whenever I wanted, Mommy would satisfy me with her mouth and anus, and when I wanted to play with Mommy's dark forest of flesh, I would find a way to get sleeping pills, and while Mommy and Daddy were asleep, I would take Mommy, who was unconscious after taking sleeping pills, to my room and wantonly humiliate her, enjoying the pleasure of drugging and raping her before taking her back to her room. This continued for several months; until one day. ...-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Seven: My Sister is a Beast Too

Tonight , as usual, I made Mom drink bedtime milk laced with sleeping pills, then dressed her in see-through flesh-colored stockings before carrying her back to my room and wildly fucking her lewd mouth and both her front and back cunts, enjoying the wonderful pleasure of mother-son incest! Continuing to fuck Mom's lewd body while she was still unconscious, just as I was about to ejaculate... "Ah-Zhi, what are you doing?!" (It's my sister's voice!) I immediately jumped off Mom's body and onto the floor, seeing my sister standing in the doorway, glaring at me. "Ah-Zhi, I've been watching your good time with Mom for quite a while now, you're really audacious!" My sister accused me of my biggest secret, and I broke out in a cold sweat. Just as I was about to speak in my defense, my sister spoke again: "I won't blame you because you're going through puberty and your libido is high. As long as you let me join your game, I won't tell anyone." Hearing these words from my usually dignified and beautiful 18-year-old sister, with her pretty face, stunned me for a moment. Then I realized that she truly was my sister, sharing the same lustful blood as me! "Okay!" I said as I approached my sister, roughly tearing off her nightgown to avenge myself for robbing me of my earlier climax. Once the nightgown was off, I was shocked to find that my sister was wearing a white lace-trimmed, high-quality silk corset with straps, and her beautiful legs were clad in fluorescent white sheer stockings. Her stunning beauty truly astonished me! (No wonder she's such a beautiful older sister, born to a beautiful mother!) Before she could speak, I stuffed my mother's black silk panties, which I usually used for masturbation and were now soaked with my semen, into her mouth to silence her. I then used the rope I usually used to tie my mother to bind her to the ground, and used my mother's panties to cover her angry eyes. I hugged her tightly, rubbing her body against her white lace-trimmed, high-quality silk corset and the beautiful, fluorescent white sheer stockings on her legs, fully enjoying the friction from the silk. I then explored her young, pinkish-white breasts with my tongue, unlike my mother's, and while enjoying the rubbing, I gently bit her pink nipples with my front teeth, causing her to moan. I then unbuttoned the bottom of her silk corset, revealing her young, pink, lustful vulva, which was flowing with sweet, lustful fluid. I sipped the sweet, lustful juices that were even more fragrant than my mother's, and used the tip of my tongue to fuck my sister's cunt. With each moan, my sister's abdomen writhed in rhythm with the thrusting of my tongue, stimulating me to fuck her cunt even deeper. The young woman's body was truly different! My sister's anus tasted especially sweet and clean, and fucking her cunt had a unique, lustful fragrance that made my penis throb with desire. I took my older sister to bed and forced her to lick Mommy's cunt. At first, she made sounds of reluctance, but after I had been tongue-raping her young, pink cunt for a while, she moaned and actively licked Mommy's cunt. Both she and Mommy let out wanton moans, stimulating my penis to become erect. I then turned my sister upside down with Mommy, inserted my hot, swollen penis into Mommy's mouth, and, holding Mommy's head with one hand, fucked her relentlessly, while the other hand held my sister's waist, my tongue tirelessly ravaging her front and back cunts. Suddenly remembering a new gadget I'd recently bought, I quickly took it out and put it over my sister's head. It was a sadomasochistic mask, covering my sister's mouth with only a small hole for her tongue to stick out. I excitedly sucked on my sister's tongue, enjoying her sweet saliva, and then thrust my entire penis into her little mouth through that small hole. This sadomasochistic oral sex method was incredibly arousing. Reluctantly, I continued thrusting my penis into my sister's little cunt for over ten minutes, feeling incredibly excited! With a final, powerful thrust, I ejaculated into her mouth; watching the thick, white semen trickle from her little hole, I forcefully pushed my now-soft penis back into her, and it hardened again, followed by another round of oral sex. My sister, lost in ecstasy, brought me another orgasm without ejaculation. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After that, whenever I wanted to rape my sleeping mother, I would always bring my sister along. The stimulation of fucking six cunts—my sister and mother—at once gave my sister and me a sadistic, satisfying pleasure. When I was alone with my mother or sister, I would fuck their anuses and little cunts, ejaculating deep into their anuses and throats. Sometimes I would find ways to get my sister and mother to take sleeping pills on the same night, so that I could simultaneously rape my sleeping sister and mother, which gave me the greatest sadistic satisfaction! Every time I ejaculated all my semen into the depths of my mother and sister's beautiful, lustful vaginas, I felt an infinite, wonderful pleasure of raping my mother and son, and my siblings, which often left me unable to control myself for a long time... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Eight: My Mother's New Desire One day, not long after I started high school, my mother became pregnant, but my married father accused her of having an affair and demanded a divorce. With no way to defend herself, my mother stared blankly at me and had no choice but to agree to my father's demands and divorce me. After that, I lived with my mother while my sister lived with my father in different places. However, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, because after living separately, I no longer needed sleeping pills to rape my mother's plump, lustful vagina. Before long, I demanded to share a bed with my mother. Every night, whenever I woke up and felt like it, I would insert my penis into her vagina or anus, or into her mouth, until she slowly woke up. Then I would make her wear sadistic leather clothes or sexy lingerie and fuck her until dawn. My mother was trained into a wanton, wanton beast. We lived a life that was mother and wife, son and husband. A few months later, my mother's belly grew bigger. She used the safety of the fetus as an excuse not to let me fuck her vagina. Now I could only carefully fuck her anus or perform deep throat sex. Although fucking my pregnant mother gave me different pleasures, it gradually became less and less interesting. Sometimes, when Mom wasn't around, I'd ask my older sister to let me have my way with her long-untouched, plump, slutty cunt. But my sister, citing safety concerns, wouldn't allow me to ejaculate in her vagina, only in her anus and mouth, to avoid following in our mother's footsteps. Even a little kid like me knows how to have fun (but isn't that as restricted as fucking Mom's cunt? Maybe it's better to go home and fuck Mom's cunt, or experience the pleasure of defiling a pregnant woman!).

Not long after, Mom gave birth to my younger sister, who was also my daughter. Her once-plump and loose vagina was now incredibly loose, offering no pleasure during penetration. However, Mom often fainted after ejaculating dozens of times due to my prolonged penetration, and for a long time, I no longer experienced the intense pleasure I once felt from mother-son incest or from deflowering Mom's vagina.

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One day, I ran into Xiaolong, whom I hadn't seen in a long time. Talking about our past lives, in my excitement, I told him about my incest with his stepmother. He also told me that he had actually seen it that night through the bedroom door. Because Xiaolong also desperately wanted to have sex with his stepmother, thanks to me, he blackmailed her with the promise of sex that night, and they ended up having sex over twenty times. Later, she gave birth to a child—I don't know if it was his father, Xiaolong, or me. Later, Xiaolong's stepmother requested to return to South Korea, so Xiaolong's entire family, except for him, went back to South Korea.

"Why didn't you go?" I asked.

"Because my birth mother is in Taiwan," Xiaolong replied.

Upon further inquiry, I learned that Xiaolong's birth mother was a female dentist in Taiwan, and Xiaolong loved her very much, which was why he stayed and currently lives with her. Xiaolong also emphasized that his birth mother was very beautiful, even more so than his stepmother.

(So she's a beautiful and promiscuous female doctor...)

"Then do you...?" I asked Xiaolong with a strange smile.

"What are you thinking? I have great respect and love for my mother," Xiaolong answered me loudly.

"Then do you want to?" I asked again.

"..."

Xiaolong's silence said it all, which excited me.

"I'll help you achieve your wish!" I said excitedly to Xiaolong.

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On Sunday, I went to Xiaolong's house and met his mother. She was truly stunning; she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Although my sister had the advantage of youth, she was still slightly inferior to Xiaolong's mother. Her mature and alluring face was framed by glossy black hair. Her stunning figure boasted breasts, estimated to be around a 40-cup, showing no signs of sagging; her shapely buttocks were alluringly pert, inviting contemplation; her legs, though unadorned with stockings, radiated a natural glow without any embellishment. The mere sight of her exuded a natural, seductive fragrance that made one irresistibly drawn to her! She was like a goddess, utterly captivating.

Xiao Long's mother wore casual loungewear, occasionally revealing glimpses of her deep cleavage, arousing my visual nerves to the point of numbing obsession; I was only brought back to my senses by a nudge from Xiao Long's elbow.

(I absolutely had to get my hands on Xiao Long's mother...)

Having made up my mind, I instructed Xiao Long to steal a dose of anesthetic from his mother's clinic for use next Saturday.

"Isn't that a bit much?" Xiao Long questioned.

"No problem, I've got it covered," I said excitedly.

Back home, the allure of Xiaolong's mother lingered. So, that night, I taught her to wear the most lewd lingerie—a bra and panties with holes in the middle—along with my mesmerizing white lace garter belts and sheer white stockings, and a mask with only a small hole, plus an eye mask.

I fantasized that my mother was Xiaolong's mother. First, I vigorously rubbed her breasts, sucking on the breast milk flowing from her nipples, then sipping the sweet, lustful fluids flowing from her vagina, my tongue fiercely penetrating her anus; then, I thrust my penis straight into her mouth, grabbing her head and performing deep throat sex. I stood up and lifted Mommy's body, thrusting wildly up and down, pounding against the walls of her vagina dozens of times. Then I roughly flipped her onto the table, and without reservation, I plunged my large, wet penis into her anus, reveling in the pleasure of rubbing against her vaginal walls, violently thrusting towards the deepest part of her anus.

I made Mommy grasp her breasts for a final breastjob, each thrust penetrating her vaginal opening. Finally, I pulled out my penis and brutally fucked her vaginal opening, climaxing by pounding deep into her throat, ejaculating the thickest, hottest semen that overflowed into her vaginal opening.

As the semen that Mommy couldn't finish drinking flowed from the small hole in her mask, he excitedly watched from behind as her small mouth dripped hot semen, then he thrust hard into her lustful anus, pounding until she lost consciousness and ejaculated again. Then he forcefully thrust into her large, lustful vagina, penetrating once more, plunging his penis and testicles entirely into her plump, lustful vagina, ejaculating semen that splattered deep inside her vaginal cavity. His penis remained inside her vagina, and he held her beautiful body, sleeping soundly until dawn...

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Finally, Saturday arrived, and he prepared to spend the night at Xiaolong's house; he was determined to have a good time that night...

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Chapter Nine: The Mother-Swapping Club

That night, Xiaolong and I were as excited as children. Looking at Xiaolong's mother's kind and beautiful face, she lovingly prepared dinner and dessert for us. My pants were bulging, and I don't know how many times I ran to the toilet that night to relieve myself and suppress my desire.

After saying goodnight, Xiaolong's mother went back to her room to take a bath. Xiaolong and I were already waiting outside for a free striptease. Watching Xiaolong's mother remove her clothes piece by piece, first her full breasts jumped into view. We stared wide-eyed, carefully watching her beautiful breasts sway lasciviously. Then she took off her silk panties, revealing her pubic hair, while our hands incessantly stroked our penises. Watching Xiaolong's mother knead and wash her alluring body, her beautiful breasts, her plump buttocks, oh... and even rubbing her sexy vulva...

Xiaolong and I practically rubbed our penises raw. However, no one wanted to waste their ability to ejaculate, so after Xiaolong's mother finished showering, we sneaked back to Xiaolong's dorm room and lay on the bed reminiscing about the beautiful scene we had just witnessed. Xiaolong's mother even came to check if we were asleep and covered us with blankets and turned off the lights. I squinted and peeked at Xiaolong's mother's beautiful figure in a pink, semi-transparent silk nightgown with thin straps, and the thought of how I could play with her later made my pants bulge with excitement.

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"It's almost time!"

Xiaolong seemed even more eager than me! He urged me to get up and explore. When we got to Xiaolong's mother's dorm room, Xiaolong saw his sleeping mother and immediately pulled out an anesthetic syringe, skillfully injecting the anesthetic into his mother's body. Xiaolong told me that he had even asked his mother how to give injections; what a good boy!!

After waiting a few minutes, Xiaolong made his move. Once he was sure his mother wouldn't wake up, he quickly stripped off all his clothes and slipped onto the bed. Xiaolong seemed unusually excited about being able to violate his beautiful mother; he trembled as he began licking her beautiful toes, not missing a single one, from the soles of her feet, ankles, and insteps... all the way up to her knees and even her thighs. He sucked on every inch of her skin, leaving teeth marks with his teeth. His mother's alluring legs were almost entirely covered in his saliva or red marks.

"Hey, hey! Leave some for me!"

Xiaolong's speed surprised me, and I quickly took off my clothes to join the fray. First, I cupped her beautiful, braless breasts through her pink nightgown, gently biting and sucking on her nipples, enjoying the feel of the luxurious silk lingerie. Then, I slowly removed the straps, revealing her breasts in their full glory. For such exquisite beauties, one must always slow down to experience the deepest satisfaction.

I took one of her breasts into my mouth, sucking deeply on it, while kneading the other with one hand and exploring her moist tongue with the other. After sucking on both breasts, I kneaded them as much as possible with both hands, then pressed my mouth to hers, kissing her sexy lips. I then used my tongue to draw out her tongue and suck it deeply until it reached the root, making a perfect pilgrimage around the inside of her plump mouth, enjoying her delicious saliva. I then sucked deeply on her moist, lustful tongue again, repeating this dozens of times, wishing I could devour her tongue.

At the same time, Xiaolong pulled down his mother's pink silk panties, and her plump labia were slowly revealed as he parted her legs. Xiao Long first licked his mother's messy pubic hair, then kissed her plump labia with his mouth, greedily sucking on them before using his tongue to part the labia and reveal the entrance to her dark forest. Xiao Long skillfully moistened the entrance to her vulva, then used his tongue to find her clitoris, gently biting it with his front teeth before sucking deeply for a while. He then inserted his entire tongue into his mother's vulva, desperately probing. Finally, Xiao Long gripped the base of his mother's beautiful legs with both hands, rapidly vibrating his head while his tongue thrust into her plump vulva, occasionally making slurping sounds as he enjoyed the sweetest nectar.

Perhaps due to insufficient anesthesia, Xiao Long's mother emitted soul-stirring moans. Seeing this, I couldn't resist the urge to thrust my engorged penis into Xiao Long's mother's small, vulva-like mouth, first circling it up, down, left, and right along the walls of her mouth, then slowly pushing the glans deep into her throat, increasing the speed of my thrusts with each stroke. Sometimes I'd pull out completely and slap my penis against Little Dragon's mother's delicate face; other times I'd suddenly and quickly thrust my entire penis deep into her throat, holding her head and repeatedly fucking her little mouth. Sometimes, deep throat penetration was even more pleasurable than vaginal penetration. The most stimulating part was that I'd moan lasciviously while fucking her; these lewd sounds were the most effective at stimulating my lust.

Little Dragon said he wanted to fuck his mother's little mouth too, so I reluctantly thrust a few more times before moving on to the rear. I discovered that Xiaolong's mother's anus seemed to be virgin territory. Inserting my middle finger into her clitoris revealed it to be very tight, which aroused a strange urge within me. Without hesitation, I moved my body to bring my mouth close to her anus. A slight lick revealed an unnamed, erotic fragrance that stimulated my senses of smell and taste. I then forced my tongue completely into her beautiful anus, savoring the rare delight. As I thrust, I heard Xiaolong's mother moan lasciviously. Once my saliva had completely moistened her anus, I used my penis, still wet with her lingering saliva, to penetrate her clitoris inch by inch. Because she was under the influence of anesthesia, Xiaolong's mother didn't cry out in pain. Understanding this, I began to thrust hard into her erotic anus. The tight vaginal muscles during the thrusts allowed me to fully penetrate until my penis was completely inside her, resulting in even greater pleasure!

I think the only place on Xiaolong's mother's body that still felt anything was her vaginal opening. Seeing that I had begun to penetrate her, Xiaolong, not to be outdone, inserted his penis into his mother's plump vagina. Our two penises thrust in and out relentlessly through the thin membrane, the friction between our shafts creating immense pleasure. At the same time, I noticed Xiaolong's mother's moans growing louder; it seemed the anesthesia was gradually wearing off as we continued to fuck her beautiful body.

(Look at the lewd sight of someone else's wife cheating !

) Later, Xiaolong's mother finally woke up, but the stimulation of both her vaginas being fucked simultaneously caused her to moan loudly. After a while, due to the numerous ejaculations, she became dazed. At the peak of our climax, Xiaolong and I both ejaculated warm semen deep into Xiaolong's mother's body, then collapsed on either side of her and fell asleep. The

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morning, when we woke up, Xiaolong's mother was still fast asleep. Thinking about the future, we decided to properly train her to become our sex slave. So we inserted our penises into two of her three orifices, giving her no chance to breathe. For three days in a row, Xiaolong and I relentlessly fucked his mother. The semen smeared all over her body was the result of our combined efforts; the sight of Xiaolong's mother's face, mouth, and two orifices overflowing with semen made us excited, and we fucked her for another week.

Not long after, Xiaolong and I decided that the four of us should live together. He especially loved my mother's cunt, while I especially loved fucking Xiaolong's mother's little mouth. Sometimes I like to take Xiaolong's mom on sex trips. In the train toilet, I'll fuck her little mouth, and after I ejaculate, I'll let my semen flow from the corner of her mouth and leave without letting her wipe it. Back in my seat, looking at her lewd appearance, I'll fuck her anus hard again. Xiaolong, on the other hand, prefers to lift up my mom's short skirt on crowded buses and fuck her anus through her see-through flesh-colored stockings. After ejaculating, he'll let his hot semen flow from the opening of her lewd anus down her thighs to the soles of her high heels. Or he'll deliberately have my mom sit close to him while he stands and fucks her mouth hard, and after ejaculating, he'll let his semen flow from the corner of her mouth again.

Although it often attracts stares from others, being able to fuck both moms' beautiful cunts in public really satisfies our insane desires.

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But when I entered my senior year of high school, a beautiful young female teacher came to the school and became my class's tutor, and everything changed...

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Chapter Ten: The Beautiful Female Teacher

This habit probably formed in my third year of junior high...

I remember that because I was preparing for the high school entrance exam, I stayed at school every night after school for tutoring classes, not leaving until after 10 pm. Therefore, I was very used to the quiet, deserted atmosphere of the school at night. One day during tutoring, there was a quiz, but due to the teacher's oversight, she gave me a key to go to the office to get the exam paper I had forgotten. When I opened the door, I found that both doors to the office were unlocked. As I was about to leave with the exam paper, I saw the female tutor's seat. I suddenly wanted to see what was in her drawers, so I opened them. The flat drawer under the desk was locked, but the three on the right could be opened.

(Honestly, there's nothing interesting at all.)

The first two drawers I opened only contained exam papers and other paperwork, but when I opened the third, larger drawer, I rummaged through the bottom and found a pair of stockings that my female tutor had kept at the school. I was very happy with this discovery. But I couldn't linger too long, so I took a pair, closed the drawer, and went back to the classroom with my exam papers to take the exam.

After returning home from tutoring, I immediately took out my spoils. Unpacking them revealed white stockings. Without hesitation, I put them on, enjoying the wonderful feel of the stockings against my skin, stroking them and fantasizing about touching my female tutor's beautiful legs in stockings, masturbating until I ejaculated a large amount of semen...

For the next few days, I tried to confirm my suspicions. Sure enough! The office door was never locked except on holidays. After that, every so often I would sneak into the office, searching each female teacher's drawer like I was strolling down the street. Sometimes, if I was lucky, I would find spare underwear left behind by the teachers, which I would unceremoniously take home and thoroughly ravish, then return to the office early the next morning; of course, those used clothes usually bore more or less stains of my semen...

In high school, I maintained this habit. However, the door to the counseling room was occasionally left unlocked, and I often had to climb in through the window; but my main purpose was to satisfy my voyeuristic and lustful pleasure, and I would never steal money or exam papers from the teachers.

During the summer vacation of my first year of high school, a beautiful teacher was transferred from another school, who looked very much like the actress Miyuki Komatsu. Later, in our second year of high school, she became our class's counselor, and from then on, everyone loved counseling time. Because she always wore a short skirt to class, whenever she walked around the classroom lecturing, everyone had a camera in hand, peeping at what was under her skirt. After class, everyone would swarm around her to ask questions and not let her leave, and they even made a list of the order in which they could hide behind her and bend over to peek and masturbate, working together to spy on our beautiful young female teacher.

I remember one time when I was lucky, she was wearing a red silk skirt that was so alluringly short it reached just between her thighs and knees. On the stage, I first squatted down and peeked at the base of her beautiful legs. I noticed that she was wearing pink underwear that day, a pink lace-trimmed white cotton panty with alluring pink transparent garter stockings, which made my penis swell. With the help of my classmates' deliberate bumping and pushing, my hands were able to touch her beautiful buttocks and the fleshy flesh of her thighs that were not covered by the pink garter stockings. When I discovered that a few of her pubic hairs were sticking out of the lace of her panty, I was even more excited and carefully put my hands into her skirt, enjoying the pleasure of her pubic hair brushing against my fingertips. I even rubbed off two almost broken pubic hairs and put them in my mouth, playing with them repeatedly with my tongue. Finally, before the satisfaction of voyeurism and the tactile sensation had faded, I sucked on the teacher's pubic hair with increasing force, forcefully ejaculating onto her vulva outside her panties. I thought how wonderful it would be to get her pregnant...

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I remember another time, because the teacher hadn't shown up for a long time after class, I went to the counseling room to find her, only to find her sleeping on the sofa in the empty lounge. Seizing the opportunity, I quickly squatted down in front of her, took out my penis, and even lifted her short skirt, lewdly staring at her beautiful legs in sheer stockings and the wanton sight of her lace panties; I rubbed my penis against her coat, and finally excitedly ejaculated inside her coat, onto the wonderfully smooth silk lining, before lifting her skirt back and waking her up for class. Walking behind her, watching her swaying, sexy buttocks, my penis throbbed again.

The most exciting experience was that night when I broke into her small apartment where she lived alone...

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Chapter Eleven: The Pleasure of Rape

One night, as usual, I went to search the office and was shocked to find a large bunch of keys in our female counselor's drawer. Thinking it might be the key to her apartment, I quickly copied the whole bunch, hoping for a chance to break into her home and wreak havoc. A week later, I finally found a basic information sheet for all the teachers in another teacher's drawer, including our female teacher's address, with the note "Lives alone." Excited, I made sure she came to class the next day and then quickly skipped school to head towards the beautiful female teacher's apartment.

After trying out the keys for a while, I finally got in. Upon entering, I was greeted by a strong scent of perfume; the beautiful woman had indeed put a lot of effort into decorating her home! The entire furnishings clearly indicated it was the residence of a beautiful woman. Since there were no partitions in the room, I excitedly jumped onto the fragrant bed, hugged the quilt, and imagined my beautiful female teacher in my arms. After relaxing for a while, I began to explore the entire room, wandering around and looking at things. I curiously opened the refrigerator to see how my teacher ate so beautifully. I found a bottle of honey, a box of butter, and many other high-calorie, delicious foods that could make someone gain weight in a day. No wonder some people say that thin people can eat as much as they want without gaining weight. I closed the refrigerator door and wandered around for a while, finally finding the drawer where my teacher kept her underwear. To my surprise, she had thirty or forty different kinds of underwear. It seems that our female teacher clearly has a unique obsession and love for her inner beauty. I took

the drawer out and placed it on the bed. I really didn't know what to choose. Each piece had such a unique appeal. I thought that when my teacher had to wear them, she must have had a hard time choosing. I picked up the panties one by one, pressing them against my face, frantically enjoying the unique scent and feel. I licked the parts of each pair of panties that had once touched my teacher's beautiful, voluptuous vulva, fantasizing that I was licking her plump, fleshy opening. Suddenly, I rushed to the bathroom and, sure enough, found two unwashed pairs of panties my teacher had worn in the laundry basket. Trembling, I picked them up and looked at the pale yellow stains where they had touched my teacher's labia, unsure whether it was her urine or the honey-like fluid left after masturbation; there were also a few strands of her pubic hair stuck in them, which completely aroused me.

I quickly brought them to my nose, inhaling the lewd scent, and vigorously licked the remaining stains and hair. I had a urge to fuck these panties to pieces, so I instinctively stuffed one of the cotton panties, which had her pubic hair and a particularly strong scent, into my mouth, enjoying the lewd taste; I used the other silk panty as my teacher's vulva, diligently stroking my bulging, veiny penis with my hand. Imagining my teacher's voluptuous body reaching its climax after being thoroughly aroused, I smeared all my hot semen onto her slutty panties. After resting for a while, I picked out a few of the female teacher's slutty panties and went back to enjoy myself for two or three days.

A few days later, unable to resist the temptation of the teacher's voluptuous body, I asked Xiaolong's mother for a tranquilizer gun and decided to advance on the female teacher's residence tonight.

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Arriving outside the teacher's residence, I endured until 2 a.m. after the teacher turned off the lights, and finally, I could make my move. After opening the gates of desire, the pungent smell inside became an aphrodisiac fragrance. I tiptoed towards the sleeping teacher, and seeing her sweet sleeping face, I couldn't help but kiss her, and she instinctively turned over.

(Tonight should be a night of indulgence!)

Once lewd thoughts arise in the mind, only meditation after orgasm and ejaculation can temporarily suppress them. Now, trembling, I pressed the tranquilizer gun against the teacher's neck and fired. She stirred slightly, then became completely unconscious no matter how much I shook her. Excitedly, I stripped off my clothes and forcefully pulled back the blanket covering her. Good heavens! The teacher was lying completely naked on the bed.

Not every man could remain calm upon hearing that a beautiful female teacher liked to sleep naked, let alone someone like me who had witnessed it firsthand. My little brother immediately throbbed against my belly button! After a moment of arousal, I decided I couldn't let this wanton woman get away. Remembering a bottle of honey in the refrigerator, I immediately took it to the teacher. This was going to be fun!

First, I poured honey onto the teacher's beautiful face, licking her eyebrows, eyelids, and adorable ears and nose with my tongue, and of course, her alluring little mouth; I used the back of my tongue to delve deep into her mouth, savoring the pleasure of sucking on her moist tongue. Next, I poured it onto her breasts and armpits, licking the sparse, sweet armpit hair, then moving upwards to savor the honey-covered breasts, greedily sucking on the areolas and licking the nipples, as if trying to draw out the milk. Then I spread her legs, revealing her plump labia in a wanton display, parting the two fleshy lips and pouring honey into her vulva. As the honey slowly flowed out, I bit into the two fleshy lips, enjoying this rare delicacy like eating honey-glazed ham, then fiercely sucking on her vulva, frantically stirring the honey and the erotic scent deep within with my tongue until it was completely clean. However, at this moment, my tongue seemed to touch an obstacle—it seemed to be the legendary hymen! This enraged me, and I smeared honey all over her body, roughly licking every inch of my teacher's beautiful flesh.

Knowing she was still a virgin, I quickly emptied all her underwear and placed it under her buttocks to preserve her first blood. Then I took some butter from the refrigerator and smeared it on my penis, hoping to smoothly penetrate her untouched virgin vagina.

I never knew a woman's vagina could be so tight! After finally managing to insert my thick penis into my teacher's wet vagina, I suddenly felt a powerful suction gripping my shaft—a sensation far stronger than any vagina I had ever penetrated before. After only a few dozen thrusts, I had to pull my nearly ejaculated penis out of her tight, juicy vagina for a moment to rest; it truly lived up to its reputation as a virgin's wet vagina! Sure enough, I found her underwear stained with her first blood beneath her.

(Then her anus must be...)

Without a word, I scooped out some cream and smeared it inside her anus, then thrust my large penis into her cunt with all my might. Sure enough, it had a tightness that rivaled that of a virgin's cunt. I kept thrusting into both cunts, and just before ejaculating, I quickly thrust my penis into her little mouth dozens of times. Finally, I had a climax and thrust my penis deep into her throat, letting my hot, thick semen spread deep into her little mouth. As semen flowed from the corner of her mouth, my penis replenished its energy again, and I thrust into her virgin cunt hundreds more times, reaching her uterus, and forcefully shooting the last of my semen deep into her cunt. After resting for a moment, satisfied, holding my teacher's cunt, I left with my panties stained with her virgin blood.

After that, I would often sneak into the female teacher's residence late at night, truly treating her like my dream lover, and engaging in wild, lewd acts with her; sometimes, I would go there with Xiaolong, her mother, and my mother to play out mixed sex. As for the little thrills in class, I left those to my classmates to enjoy.

I constantly enjoyed unparalleled carnal desires with my two mothers, my older sister, and the unsuspecting female teacher; until later, I recognized a young, beautiful, and well-built flight attendant as my god-sister, and managed to drug and rape her in the airplane lavatory; but instead, she became attached to me, and I was forced to marry her and immigrate to Australia, and only then did the days of mixed sex and incest gradually leave me. But more than ten years later, I desperately wanted my mother to move to Australia. Because I knew that the girl I didn't know whether to call my sister or daughter had been raised by my mother to be very beautiful and could be properly disciplined...

However, that's another story... .

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