[He took possession of his mother two years ago]

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I first read an incestuous novel about a mother and son in my second year of high school. The night after the final exams, we were finally
free. Many classmates didn't rush home but instead partied all night in the county town. After dinner with my classmates,
we strolled around the roadside stalls in town, and at their urging, I bought my first ever erotic novel.
While reading, I came across one about incest between a mother and son. The male protagonist, I think, was named Xiaohu. He and his mother were taking a bath together, and
they ended up having sex—the kind of incest novel with incredibly unrealistic descriptions, as mentioned above. But since it was my first
time reading it, the impact and shock were absolutely immense. Hiding in a small corner, I watched while cautiously watching to see if my classmates
would come over. My heart was pounding. Back then, I was still a student, and the constraints of morality were strong,
so I felt a lot of guilt. I knew it was wrong to watch this kind of thing, especially
the kind about having sex with one's mother, but I couldn't help watching. It was both tense and exciting, especially the descriptions of a son's penis entering his mother
's vagina—soft, slippery, sticky, and warm. I couldn't help but close my eyes
and imagine my own penis entering my mother's vagina. When I was about to ejaculate, I couldn't help but whisper, "
Mom, I want to fuck you, Mom, I want to fuck your pussy..."
Ever since I first read a real erotic novel, I've become increasingly fascinated by women, especially wanting to see
what an adult woman's vagina looks like. It wasn't until my family bought a VCD player that this wish was finally fulfilled. After watching
some pornography, I still felt unsatisfied and wanted to see what a woman's genitals looked like in real life. At that
moment, my gaze was drawn to my mother's body. While masturbating, her image kept popping into my mind,
and I imagined penetrating her vagina like the male protagonist in that pornographic novel. The worst thing for a person is to be possessed by inner demons. Once
possessed, one sinks deeper and deeper, and the previous shame, self-reproach, and guilt gradually fade, making one
increasingly unrestrained…
My home is in the countryside. At that time, my mother was 37 or 38 years old, and considered beautiful in the countryside,
with full breasts and buttocks. Because she didn't farm at home and spent most of her time doing business with my father,
she was much fairer than the average rural woman, practically half-city girl. Rural women generally don't care much about their clothing in the summer
; they usually think that since it's all their children, what's there to care about? So sometimes
my mother would take a nap in her underwear and a t-shirt under the fan. This was my
chance to feast my eyes. I quietly lay down beside her, observing her genitals up close. Her fair, tender thighs and
the bulging vulva encased in her underwear were a huge
visual shock to this virgin who had never been with a woman before. I also brought my nose close to her vulva a few times to smell it, but there wasn't anything particularly special about it; sometimes I could
smell a faint odor of urine. Sometimes, if I was lucky, I could even see a few pubic hairs peeking out from her underwear. During this time
, I only dared to look. Sometimes, when I couldn't resist the urge, I would carefully place my fingers lightly on my mother's vulva to feel it. As for
actually pulling down her underwear and touching her vagina, I would never dare to do that back then.
I finally touched my mother's vagina that summer after I finished my college entrance exams. Human desires are never satisfied, and that's
absolutely true. After looking through her underwear for a while, I grew bolder and had further thoughts.
I wanted to pull down her underwear to see what her vagina looked like, and even more, I wanted to insert my fingers into her vagina to feel that slippery, soft
, and warm sensation. Back then, I didn't know about date rape drugs, let alone triazolone, a highly effective
sleeping pill with no side effects. I could only buy regular sleeping pills. So, I planned to carry out
my scheme when my dad wasn't home. Those sleeping pills tasted bitter, so putting them in porridge or drinks wouldn't work. Finally, unable to think of
a better way, I lied and said it was a
nutritional supplement given to students by our school to boost their immunity. That evening, after my mom finished showering and sat on the mat to go to sleep, I took out the sleeping pills. At first, she
refused to take them, but after my persuasion, she took them. My mom took them sitting on the bed.
The moment she swallowed the sleeping pills, I felt both excited and expectant, thinking to myself, "Mom, tonight I'm going to really enjoy
your pussy." The wait was unbearable. I remember taking the medicine around 10 PM, and I waited until midnight.
Even the most exciting TV programs held no appeal for me. I kept checking the time, and finally, midnight arrived. Thinking
the medicine should have taken effect in two hours, I went to my mother's mat. My heart was pounding at 180 beats per minute;
I was incredibly excited. I called "Mom" twice, but there was no response. I called loudly twice more, still no response. I
grew bolder and gently nudged her arm, but still no response. My mother is usually a very active sleeper; she
'll wake up after a few calls. I knew the medicine was working.
I gently placed my palm on my mother's genitals. This was the first time I dared to actually
touch my mother's vulva with my palm. My heart was pounding. I took a few deep breaths to calm my nervous and excited
heart. I held my mother's legs and gently spread her thighs. At this point, I still didn't dare take off her
underwear, as I didn't know how strong the medicine had become. My mother's thighs were very fair, especially the inner thighs
, which were like white steamed buns. Touching them with my palms felt wonderful, smooth and elastic. After touching her thighs a few times,
I gritted my teeth and decided to pull down my mother's underwear. I placed my hands on her thighs to calm my nerves.
I gently pulled down the bottom of the underwear, but couldn't pull it any further when I reached her buttocks. Thinking back now
, my nerves must have been numb with fear, or perhaps overwhelmed by desire. Seeing that my mother was still
fast asleep, I gritted my teeth and forcefully pulled the underwear down. My mother's genitals were finally completely exposed
before me. Her full genitals bulged like small steamed buns, with a long slit in the middle. There wasn't
much pubic hair, sparsely distributed on her mons pubis. Trembling, I placed my hands on my mother's exposed genitals. The
tension and excitement were unimaginable. I parted my mother's legs again, and finally saw
her most private parts clearly .
A few sparse pubic hairs covered her full labia majora, while her dark red labia minora were tightly closed
. Suddenly, I remembered someone online saying that a young girl's vagina is a slit and a woman's vagina is a hole, so I mischievously...
I spread my mother's legs wide, forming a "T" shape, but her labia minora were still closed, showing that her
vagina was quite tight. At this moment, I could no longer suppress my desire to part her labia and
see what was inside. I took out the small flashlight I had prepared, placed it between my mother's thighs, and adjusted my position on the bed so
it wouldn't be in the way. I gently touched my mother's fleshy labia minora with one finger; they were
exceptionally soft. I looked up at my sleeping mother again, thinking, "Mom, I'm about to part your vagina,
and I'm about to be able to admire your genitals like Dad did." As her labia minora slowly parted, my mother's vaginal
opening was revealed before me. Tender, pink flesh, like the pulp of an orange, surrounded the vaginal opening, with faint
traces of the hymen still visible. This was my mother's vagina. Dad had inserted his penis into this place, breaking my mother's
virginity and ejaculating hundreds and thousands of times inside. Although I've seen plenty of women's vaginas in pornographic films
, the stimulation of actually seeing a woman's vagina in real life is incomparable, especially when that woman
is my own mother. Just imagine, my usually domineering mother suddenly
spreading her full, white thighs one night, exposing her most private parts for her son to admire—how stimulating that would be
! I imagine anyone who wants to have sex with their mother would inevitably get
an erection just imagining this scene. I used my left thumb and forefinger to spread my mother's labia minora, and held a small flashlight in my right hand, carefully
admiring her genitals. Recalling scenes from pornographic films, there was indeed a small protrusion at the junction of the labia minora
—the clitoris. It did indeed have a somewhat translucent feel. Knowing that area was quite sensitive, I gently
pressed it a few times with my thumb and stopped, to avoid waking her up from the intense stimulation.
After a few minutes of this, I suddenly had the urge to kiss my mother's genitals. Perhaps
influenced by pornography, and also because it was summer and she showered daily, her genitals were very clean. I first brought my nose close to her and kissed her
. Her warm body odor was mixed with a faint scent of soap. I had expected it to smell unpleasant, at least like
urine, but surprisingly, there was almost no odor. My mother is a very clean woman. Having overcome
this concern, I decided to lick my mother's vulva. The moment my tongue touched her labia minora,
a jolt of electricity coursed through my body. It was so stimulating; my heart was pounding. At that moment, I felt
like a little wild animal, licking and kissing my mother's genitals. After a few light touches, I wasn't satisfied, so I
put the flashlight aside, parted her labia minora with both hands, and began licking up and down the slit of her vulva with my tongue.
The faint salty taste, the slippery labia, the sticky vaginal opening, the soft pubic hair—it was all so stimulating. As I licked
, I thought, "Mom, I wonder if my introverted and honest dad has ever given you oral sex. If not, then
I'll be the first person in the world to give you oral sex." The more I licked, the more excited and frantic I became. In the end, I didn't
care about any sensitive spots anymore; I buried my mouth completely in my mother's vulva, my tongue pushing hard into her vagina
, feeling a slight tingling sensation inside. Only when my tongue was tired and numb did I lift my head. By then,
my mother's vagina was incredibly wet, her pubic hair matted together, her wet labia like they were coated with oil
—I couldn't tell if it was my saliva or her vaginal secretions.
At this point, her labia minora were completely parted, and her vaginal opening was slightly open, as if beckoning
me in. I tentatively inserted my middle finger into her vagina, easily inserting a section.
The vaginal opening was a little tight, but with a little more force, it opened up, and my entire finger went in. The instant softness and slipperiness almost drove me
mad! This is a woman's vagina, much like the descriptions in erotic novels—slippery, warm,
like a lump of hot, slippery flesh enveloping your fingers; the sensation is maddening. Slowly withdrawing,
my fingers are damp; I smell them, faintly aware of the unique fishy smell of female genitalia.
Inserting them again is much smoother, easily swallowing the entire finger. Closing my eyes, I carefully feel
the sensation of my fingers moving in and out of my mother's vagina. Only then do I realize that, due to the constant tension,
my penis had long since gone limp. A few strokes with my hand, and it quickly became erect again. Thus, my right middle
finger thrusts in and out of my mother's wet vagina, while my left hand strokes my penis. If masturbation usually brings ten points of pleasure, then
this moment brings at least twenty. To be honest, at first, I didn't even
consider inserting my penis into my mother's vagina. After all, I've been bound by traditional ethics and morality for so many years; I thought it
would be enough to just insert my finger into my mother's vagina and experience it. But as his hand moved faster and faster on his penis, the sexual pleasure
intensified, and the desire to insert his penis into his mother's vagina grew stronger. Once a person is possessed by inner demons, ethics and
morality slowly fade away. He thought, "Since my fingers are already inside, they're all part of my body,
so a little penetration won't hurt. As long as I don't ejaculate, there won't be any problems. Besides, I'll only go in a little, just a quick thrust,
just to feel it and then I'll come out." And so, reason lost to his penis. He
tiptoed onto the bed, supporting himself on top of his mother with one hand, trying to minimize contact with her
body, while holding his penis in the other. Although he was now severely driven by lust, he couldn't help but feel fear;
his teeth chattered uncontrollably. He carefully examined his mother's delicate and dignified features, her still fair face bearing
the marks of time. He gently kissed his mother's lips; the softness of her lips combined with the pleasant
scent of her breath made him completely lose his mind. The moment his penis touched his mother's labia, he involuntarily shuddered
. I held my penis and slid it up and down along my mother's labia; the intense stimulation almost made me ejaculate.
After calming myself, I tentatively placed my penis back at the entrance of my mother's vagina. With a gentle push,
the foreskin of my glans was slowly parted by my mother's slippery vagina—that process was incredibly pleasurable. With another push,
my entire penis easily entered my mother's vagina. "Ah!" I couldn't help but cry out; that moment
felt so wonderful. My mother's vagina was soft and warm; it truly felt like my penis was inserted into a pile of
slippery flesh. Although not as tight as during masturbation, the vaginal tightness gave my penis a comfortable feeling.
Amidst excitement, nervousness, and trepidation, I couldn't help but check on my mother's reaction, terrified she might suddenly wake up
. Thankfully, she was still fast asleep. I withdrew my penis, savoring the slow entry into her vagina once more.
"Wow, this feels so good! I've finally had sex with a woman!" I screamed inwardly. Being a virgin, after only
a few minutes of thrusting, the intense urge to ejaculate made me realize I was about to ejaculate
. I had to pull out quickly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to clean up the semen. Thankfully, I wasn't so crazy as to want to ejaculate inside her. After a few quick thrusts
, I reluctantly withdrew my penis. The moment I pulled out, semen gushed out, covering my mother's belly, labia
, and thighs. And so, my virginity was given to my mother…
After ejaculating, my emotions gradually calmed down. At that moment, extreme regret and guilt overwhelmed me.
I truly felt like an animal; my mother loved me so much, and I had secretly had sex with her
. I imagine every woman with an Oedipus complex goes through this psychological process in the early stages. During the day it's alright, but at
night, the mother slowly transforms into a seductive woman in the woman's eyes, and the thought of possessing
her arises.
After cleaning the semen off the mother, putting on her underwear, and tidying everything up, I went back to my bed. My mind
was a jumbled mess; I don't know when I fell asleep…
The next day, the mother woke up very late, feeling dizzy. It must have been a side effect of ordinary sleeping pills,
unlike the current Sansuolun, which caused no dizziness upon waking. She also experienced some amnesia, meaning
she could barely remember anything that happened while sleeping after taking Sansuolun. The mother didn't react abnormally,
just kept complaining to me, saying it was probably because of the medication I gave her. I explained that it might be
due to her health, and that many students at my school took that much. The mother didn't suspect anything.
Two years have passed, and the initial remorse and guilt have disappeared. Perhaps because there are so many women with Oedipus complexes online
, I no longer feel guilty. Now, sometimes when I see my mother busy at home, bending over, or
lying in bed, my penis still gets a little hard, and
the image of licking my mother's vagina and inserting my penis into her wet vagina pops into my mind. Now that I have a girlfriend, the desire to have sex with my mother has become increasingly weak.
Sometimes when I have sex with my girlfriend, imagining her as my mother adds a lot of stimulation.
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