[The Privacy Behind Happy Families] (05)

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Chapter Five 　　The
sudden excitement left me somewhat bewildered, worried that it was all fake. I continued sucking
and kneading my other breast.
The nipple in my mouth was already noticeably hard and erect. Below, my
penis naturally pressed against my mother's legs. Although her legs were closed, I continued to thrust against her vulva. This was entirely a
technique I had learned after watching my grandfather and mother have sex. I heard my mother's moans; although
they weren't loud, just intermittent, soft moans, they sounded like heavenly music to me. After
a while, I didn't know how to continue. Imagining how my grandfather had done it…
I looked up for my mother's lips, while I was on top of her. My hard penis pressed
between her legs. I found her lips and immediately kissed them. My mother tried to avoid me,
muttering intermittently, "Don't do this. I let you touch my breasts because you like them. Don't kiss.
Once we kiss, it'll be wrong." I ignored her words and relentlessly pursued her lips
. She was pinned down and couldn't escape. Finally, after my persistent pursuit, I kissed her
lips. She didn't French kiss me, but I continued to knead her breasts and kiss her haphazardly. Eventually, she
gave up resistance, panting heavily, and began to French kiss me.
While kissing her, I reached for her panties, trying to pull them off. She
struggled, trying to stop me, shaking her head to avoid my kisses, saying, "Don't do this. If we
do, it's incest. How can I live if others find out?" I remained silent, just
pulling up her panties. In my mind, I thought…
You've already slept with Grandpa, and now you're telling me it's incest? How can I believe you? I know incest is
wrong. It's unacceptable. But wasn't Grandpa's relationship with you incest? Finally, despite my mother's struggles, I managed to
pull off her panties. She cried, saying, "If I'd known you wouldn't listen to me, I wouldn't have
let you touch my breasts."
I didn't say anything, just massaged her breasts while sucking on her nipple. My other
hand was already reaching for her vulva. As mentioned before, because my grandmother was a doctor and we had a lot of medical
knowledge, the books about female anatomy included descriptions and pictures of the female reproductive system.
I naturally knew where the clitoris and vagina were.
My fingers touched my mother's clitoris and noticed it was already erect, a hard,
pimple-like bump. I knew this was female erection, meaning that when a woman's clitoris is fully erect
, it means she's ready for sex or wants to have sex.
Although my mother struggled against me, how could she possibly win? My fingers slipped
into my mother's vagina, and I found that her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, as my
palms were covered in it. I also pulled down my underwear, and my hard penis rubbed against my mother's legs.
I noticed that my mother was burning hot, and like me, she was soaking wet.
It was sweat from struggling. I silently did what I wanted to do, while my mother's legs remained
tightly closed, even though I had already taken off her underwear. I kissed my mother's lips while one
hand kneaded her breasts. I forcefully squeezed between my mother's legs, my penis already touching her vulva
. Suddenly, my mother stopped struggling with me, but avoided my lips and said, "If you really want to do it, then take it slow
. I know yours is big, don't be too rough, I can't take it."
Hearing my mother say this, I relaxed my pace, but my heart was pounding with excitement. Then
my mother asked me, "Have you done this before?" I said in a hoarse voice, "I've never had sex." My mother gently said, "
If you do, it's incest. Do you know that? If outsiders find out, it's unforgivable." At that moment,
I couldn't listen to her words. I firmly said, "I won't let anyone know, and
I want to love you forever.
I'll never marry; I'll spend my whole life with you." Hearing this, my mother chuckled softly and
said, "How can that be?" I continued to massage my mother's breasts and nipples, my penis pressing against her vagina
. I replied, "How can that be?" As I spoke, I could still feel the wetness on
the glans of my penis, slippery. Then, my mother's hand reached down and grasped my penis. I was incredibly excited
; I knew what my mother was going to do.
I had seen it before: Grandpa always held his penis when he penetrated my mother
. My mother held my penis and gently rubbed it against my vagina. She said, "Son
, I've seen your penis before , it's very big, women can't handle it. Remember, if you have sex with your girlfriend in the future, don't be too rough.
Girls will get hurt." I agreed, feeling my mother's hand rubbing my penis against her vaginal
opening. Slowly, my penis felt like it was entering a small hole, the glans feeling like it was being tightly bound
. My mother let out a soft moan; the small hole was very hot. I then pushed harder, and
my mother pushed against my chest with one hand, whispering, "Go in slowly, Mom can't handle your penis either, it's too
big." I pushed little by little, finally fully entering a warm hole.
Only a large part of my penis was still outside. My mother moaned, "It's all the way in." She
said, "Move slowly, don't push in too hard, Mom can't take it." I began to slowly thrust in and out. To be honest
, I was really excited the first time, but the sensation wasn't very strong; I was just too excited to remember anything. I
thrust continuously. With each thrust, Mom would pull back. After a dozen or so thrusts, I couldn't help but
ejaculate.
Mom just held me tightly. After ejaculating, I calmed down. A sense of guilt arose; I felt
I had let Mom down. But I also felt a deep reluctance to let go of this feeling; the pleasure of sex is indescribable
. At the moment of ejaculation, my mind went completely blank.
At that moment, Mom simply held me calmly, and I remained lying on top of her, her legs still
parted. I whispered "I'm sorry" in her ear, but she didn't say anything. She just
gently stroked my back. I sensed that she wasn't angry with what I had done to her, so I found her
lips and slowly kissed her. She reciprocated the kiss.
Our tongues gently intertwined in our mouths. One of my hands caressed her breast
, my fingertips lightly twirling her nipple, which remained erect. Then Mom separated our
tongues, looked at me, and said, "Since we've already done this, Mom won't blame you. You're my son, and your happiness
is Mom's happiness.
But you must never let anyone know about this. If anyone finds out, Mom will have no face to live with." Looking
into Mom's eyes, what I was thinking was, "Aren't you afraid of outsiders finding out you were having sex with Grandpa?" This is
something I can only think about in my heart; I won't tell my mother about having sex with my grandfather.
With each other's caresses, my penis became hard again, and my mother felt it. Looking at me, she said, "Don't
do it anymore; doing it continuously is bad for your health." I don't know if my mother had an orgasm during the previous intercourse, but
I could feel a lot of vaginal fluid flowing out of her vagina. Somewhat unwillingly, I said to my mother, "I
want to do it again..."
My mother looked at me without speaking. She simply reached down and guided my penis with one hand. Having had
the experience of the first time, I naturally knew how to cooperate with my mother. My penis once again entered my mother's vagina
, which felt slippery with the semen I had just ejaculated. It went all the way in at the bottom of her vagina; I knew
the length of my penis. It couldn't go any further. My mother, while backing away, whispered to me, "Don't use too much
force; your penis is too long and thick." My mother couldn't take it, but I replied, "Mom, I don't feel very comfortable.
There's too much fluid left outside." Mom stopped talking, and I started thrusting my penis in and out.
Because my first ejaculation was quick, this time I finally felt the pleasure of fucking. At first, I thrust quickly, but Mom
told me not to go too fast at first, to thrust slowly. Otherwise, she'd feel uncomfortable down there. I
listened to her instructions and began thrusting. With each thrust, Mom began to moan. I
kissed her lips as I thrust, our tongues intertwining, and one hand kept kneading her breasts and nipples.
Mom's moans grew louder without me realizing it, and I felt
the pleasure of my penis being tightly wrapped inside her vagina. Each thrust went all the way in, and Mom naturally tried to avoid it while
moaning. The second time, I fucked her for a while longer. As Mom continued to moan, she eventually stopped
resisting and began to respond to my thrusts, her whole body trembling. When her body suddenly stiffened, I felt
her vagina twitch, and a stream of hot fluid sprayed onto my penis.
I couldn't control myself and ejaculated again. After having sex with Mom again, the awkwardness lessened. I
got off her and lay down beside her, one hand still
caressing her breast. Mom then got up and took some tissues to clean my penis and her vagina. After wiping, she lay down next to me.
I hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Mom, were you satisfied?" I sensed
she was a little embarrassed, her voice hesitant.
But she still told me it was very good, and emphasized again that I must keep it a secret. I had already had sex with her
twice, so naturally I had to agree to what she said. I whispered again, "
What if I want to do it again?" My mother said she would agree to this if I were here, but I shouldn't
do it again when we go home. How could I face people if she found out? I agreed, but naturally, I had my own thoughts.
The matter was temporarily forgotten, and the next morning I had sex with my mother again. Having already eaten, I
couldn't give up on sex. My mother wasn't too shy and naturally gave me a morning round, even
better than the night before, because I lasted longer.
After breakfast, I rushed to school, but I really couldn't concentrate on studying that day. My mind was filled with my mother
's body. Because it was bright in the morning, I carefully observed my mother's body during sex. Speaking of which, my mother
really didn't look like a woman in her forties; her body was in really good condition. Her breasts hadn't sagged much, and
her nipples were still like a virgin's, very small. Her slightly protruding abdomen, and her fair and delicate skin made me want to
kiss it constantly. Although I hadn't looked closely at my mother's labia,
I had seen them before, and although not very clearly, I knew they were very beautiful. When I got home that evening, Mom
had already prepared dinner and was waiting for me to eat. After eating, I hugged and kissed Mom for a while. Mom said
, "Let's go for a walk. It's not good for your health to stay still right after eating." I naturally agreed
, and we walked around for a bit. Then I urged Mom to hurry back. Mom knew exactly
why I was in such a rush.
She glared at me before slowly walking back. Once inside and the door was closed, I immediately hugged
Mom and started French kissing her. Mom pushed me away, saying, "Can't you wait a bit?
Why are you in such a hurry?" I then let go of her. It slowly got dark, and Mom started boiling water to prepare for washing up. I knew
what she was going to do.
Once the water was hot, without waiting for Mom to wash up, I rushed to the bathroom to wash myself up, and
went to bed without even putting on my underwear. Mom glared at me, saying, "
You need to be careful at home next time. If you keep doing this, someone will definitely find out. How can Mom face
them then?"
I quickly promised to be more careful in the future. Mom went to the bathroom to wash up, and I lay in bed thinking
about how to get her to give me oral sex while she was giving Grandpa oral sex. While I was thinking of various ways, Mom
finished washing up, turned off the light, and got into bed. Once Mom was lying next to me, my hand reached for her body. But Mom was only
wearing a tank top and underwear. Somewhat dissatisfied, I started trying to take off her tank top and underwear. Mom stopped
me, saying, "What else do you want to do?" I said, "I want to do more..."
My mother replied, "No, you've already done it several times. Your health is more important. We won't do it tonight." She then
lay down, but my hands were still kneading her breasts. No matter what, she wouldn't agree
, and finally, after a struggle, she fell asleep. Because of the continuous activity last night and this morning, I also fell asleep quickly.
When I opened my eyes, my mother was no longer in bed. I heard sounds from the kitchen and knew she was making breakfast for me
. I had to get up to wash up; I had to go to school. After breakfast, before leaving, I hugged my mother and
kissed her passionately for a while before running away.
When I returned that night, despite my mother's objections, I insisted and we had sex again
. Afterwards, my mother told me she was going home the day after tomorrow. Hearing this, I really didn't want her to go
home, because with her here, I could have sex with her as I pleased. Having just tasted the pleasure of sex, how could I bear to
let her go? The next day passed quickly. When Mom left, she specifically told me not to give anything
away, otherwise I wouldn't be able to face anyone. Mom left, and I went back to living as a single person.
At that time, I was quite capable; I could live independently. Only two weeks passed
, and Mom soon came to the provincial capital again. This gave me a huge surprise. Mom told me it was still work-related, and
she came to see me. I was indescribably excited, hugging Mom and kissing her incessantly. Mom and I
intertwined our tongues.
We both felt a great sense of surprise. When night fell, after quickly washing up, Mom and I
went to bed one after the other. Mom took off her vest and underwear at the bedside. I was already naked and waiting on the bed. I pulled Mom
close, and we began kissing and massaging her breasts and nipples. Mom's nipples were already very hard
.
My hand touched my mother's vagina and found it was wet with vaginal fluid. Without much foreplay, I climbed
on top of her, spread her legs, and my hard penis was already close to her vaginal opening. My mother was also stroking
my penis with one hand, pulling it into her vagina. There were no other movements, just
me thrusting in and out. My mother began to moan, and with each thrust, her moans
grew louder, and her body radiated heat.
As I thrust, I lifted my mother's legs, placing them on my shoulders. Each thrust made my
mother groan, and she tried to push me away with her hands. Because my penis
was really big, my mother enjoyed my manipulation while also enduring the discomfort of my long penis being inserted all the way in.
Soon, my mother's body stiffened, and I knew she had orgasmed. Then, with rapid thrusting,
I ejaculated a large amount of semen into my mother's vagina.
My mother was covered in sweat, and so was I. I timed it; this time, the sex with my mother only lasted
about ten minutes. It wasn't long, but maybe because we'd been apart for two weeks, we both wanted to have sex,
so we climaxed quickly. Afterwards, I clung to my mother, constantly sucking on her nipples.
My tongue licked her nipples incessantly, and my mother hugged me, letting out a
moan every now and then as I licked. As I played with her, my penis became hard again, but my mother stopped me, saying, "Let's stop now.
Let's rest for a while." I had no choice but to give up. I hugged my mother, but my hands weren't idle; I kept caressing her breasts.
Sometimes I even kissed her lips.
I also felt that since having sex with my mother, she sometimes didn't seem like a mother anymore. I was a little
confused because I'd never had a girlfriend, and I didn't know if having a girlfriend would be the same as having a mother. Finally, at my repeated
requests, I inserted my penis into my mother's vagina again. With each time, the sex with my mother became more
harmonious, and the time lasted longer and longer. The next day was Sunday, so I woke up late.
I wanted to have sex early in the morning, but my mother stopped me. She was already up preparing breakfast, so I
didn't insist. After breakfast, my mother suggested I go shopping with her. It was the provincial capital, much more bustling than my
city, with a much wider variety of goods. We shopped for most of the day before returning. My mother had bought a lot of things;
as mentioned before, my family was quite wealthy for that era.
We ate lunch and dinner out. Perhaps because I was young, I hugged my mother and tried to kiss
her as soon as we got home. She kissed me once and then pushed me away, saying, "Let's rest for a while; I'm too tired." I had to give up. My mother did a simple
wash, and I washed up too. We lay on the bed, resting and chatting. My hands were constantly
caressing and kneading her breasts. My mother said, "Let's sleep for a while." Shopping was tiring, and I
was tired too. I fell asleep quickly.
I only slept for a little over an hour before waking up. To be honest, it wasn't that I didn't want to sleep, but I had a mental block; I was thinking
about having sex with my mother, so naturally I couldn't sleep well. After I woke up, I saw that my mother was sleeping soundly. I got up and began to gently
undress my mother. Because we had sex and we were in a rented apartment, my mother wasn't wearing much—
just a vest, no bra, probably so I could easily touch her breasts.
Below that was a pair of briefs, but back then women's underwear wasn't as fancy as it is now
. Just a pair of briefs. And they were quite loose. I pulled one side of the briefs aside,
and all of my mother's pubic hair was exposed. I then pulled the briefs down further. My mother seemed half-asleep and half-awake,
and she cooperated by lifting herself up so I could easily take off her briefs.

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