[The Privacy Behind Happy Families] (03) [Author: Flame9]

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********** 　　... It's just our family, there's no one else. I 　　've been spending more time alone with my mom lately. And because I'm changing clothes or at home, I often catch glimpses of her body 　　. Sometimes my grandparents come over and sit for a while, and occasionally my grandfather comes alone. 　　I know why he comes alone. I've noticed that he always comes during the morning 　　. 　　And my mom is always home, which, as you can imagine from the above, means he's there for sex. 　　And it's always pre-arranged. Once, I forgot my book at home, and when I came back to get it in the morning, I found that my grandfather had just 　　left. Although we didn't meet, I knew why he came. When I knocked on the door and went into the yard 　　, Mom... Mom asked me in surprise why I was back so early. 　　I casually replied that I'd forgotten my book at home. When I entered the house, I smelled semen. I even asked what 　　the smell was. Mom, her face still flushed, replied, "Where is the smell?" 　　I grabbed the book and left, knowing perfectly well what the smell was. Of course, I couldn't insist on finding out. 　　When I got home that evening, Dad wasn't home yet. When Mom looked at me, her eyes clearly showed guilt. She 　　kept asking me what I wanted to eat that night; I knew she was just trying to appease me. I pretended nothing was wrong and asked 　　, "Mom, on my way home this morning, I think I saw Grandpa pass by our house. Did he come over?" 　　After I finished speaking, my eyes darted towards Mom's face. 　　A hint of panic was clearly visible on her face. I could tell... I could sense my mother's anxiety. Because she's my mother, 　　I naturally understand some of her habits. She said she hadn't come; she'd been home alone all 　　day. "Didn't I see you washed so many clothes?" she said. Of course, I didn't pursue the topic further and 　　went to my room. Gradually, I became more and more interested in my mother; the thrill of incest 　　grew stronger each day. I became interested in her clothes, bras, and so on. 　　My father, on the other hand, was very busy every day, coming home very late. Eating and sleeping were his only activities. 　　Because he had been promoted, his work was indeed much busier. He was incredibly busy every day, and I rarely saw 　　him rest. This increased workload made him more distant from my mother. More sweat dripped down. But Mom never complained 　　, I knew that, probably because Grandpa occasionally had sex with her, so Mom didn't harbor any 　　resentment. 　　One summer day, I came home covered in sweat from playing outside. I was going to wash myself. Being covered in 　　sweat was very uncomfortable, so I naturally started getting water. Back then, it was still a single-story house, and there wasn't a separate bathroom. 　　We usually threw our clean clothes into a large basin in a small room. 　　When I got water, I naturally had to take out the basin. As I was rummaging through the clothes, I found Mom 　　's underwear tucked among several pieces of clothing. My eyes lit up, and I quickly took it out, examining Mom's underwear closely 　　. There were still a few pubic hairs on it, and some feminine pubic hairs on the crotch. The traces of vaginal secretions. 　　My penis instantly hardened. I brought my mother's panties to my nose and smelled them carefully. The panties 　　had a faint, slightly fishy smell. Although not strong, it was enough to arouse me to 　　pull the panties over my penis, giving me a strange feeling of having sex with my mother. My hand began to masturbate incessantly 　　, and the stimulation from the panties quickly caused me to ejaculate uncontrollably, a lot of it. 　　The crotch area of my mother's panties was completely soaked, a large patch. 　　After ejaculating, I felt a little scared, afraid that my mother would find out and scold me. Although scared, I still 　　collected the few remaining pubic hairs on my mother's panties. Then 　　I Okay. I quickly filled a large basin with water and washed myself thoroughly. After washing, I 　　carefully tucked a few pubic hairs I had collected from my underwear into a book. 　　As I put the pubic hairs out, my penis got hard again. That's the advantage of being young; I'd only just ejaculated, and 　　my penis was already hard again. Speaking of my penis, because it's well-developed, it's quite large. If you compare it to others, it 　　's much bigger than my grandfather's and my uncle's penises. This is probably because I ate well from a young age and developed fully. Out of 　　curiosity about my penis, after it got hard, I measured it myself with a ruler; it was already 21 centimeters long. 　　The diameter was also 7 centimeters. 　　At the time, I didn't really grasp the concept of these numbers; later, after learning more about sex, I realized my 　　penis was already enormous. Yes. I don't know why I developed so well; maybe it's related to what I ate when I was little. Because 　　my grandma was a doctor and my grandpa was an official, we naturally received a lot of random things from people. Occasionally, my grandma 　　would make things that were supposed to boost a man's libido, and when she gave them to my grandpa and dad, I naturally got to eat some too. 　　I thought that was the end of it, and that my mom wouldn't find out that I had ejaculated on her underwear. After that, I 　　often went through her clothes after she washed them, and although I would still occasionally find my mom's underwear, it was much less frequent. 　　I didn't collect many pubic hairs, only about thirty. When I had nothing to do, I would take them out 　　and count them, trying to remember where each hair grew on my mom's vulva. Although I did this often,

I always carefully put them away, even arranging them neatly. I would tuck them into one of my books. Actually, the first time I ejaculated on
my mother's underwear, she noticed.
My mother is a very clean woman, especially careful about the hygiene and organization of her clothes. This is
why I rarely find her underwear. Later, I rarely found underwear among her clothes for the same reason;
after my mother knew I had done this, she became very careful not to let me see her clean underwear.
Later, when I couldn't find clean underwear, I even took my mother's clean underwear, put it on my
penis, and masturbated. Although I was very careful not to ejaculate on it, the fluid that occasionally leaked from my penis
would still get on the underwear, and after drying, a hard lump would appear. My mother noticed this too, but there was nothing she could do
. You can't hide underwear in a house every day. I also noticed that my mother had secretly looked at my penis;
morning erections are natural, so my mother naturally looked too. I noticed but didn't dare to do anything or think about it.
Speaking of which, let me talk about my studies. Over the years, my grades weren't the best, but they weren't
too bad either. I quickly finished high school and got into a vocational school in the provincial capital, which was very difficult to get into back then.
Luckily, my city wasn't far from the provincial capital, only about 50 kilometers away. Buses and trains were convenient,
so
I traveled to and from the capital frequently. Because of the vocational school I attended, my family
often visited. Sometimes my grandparents, aunt, mother, and father would stay overnight and not leave
until the next day. Initially, I lived at the school, but since it was convenient to travel, my family felt it was
inconvenient to have to stay overnight. Back then,
you needed a letter of introduction to stay in hotels; ID cards weren't a problem. Because of this inconvenience, they somehow
decided to rent a house outside my school. This house was rented with the help of a friend of my grandfather's in the provincial capital
. It was an old-fashioned one-bedroom apartment with a small bathroom. It wasn't very big. This led to
many things happening during my three years of schooling…!
This all started when my mother frequently came to the provincial capital for business trips. The vocational school curriculum wasn't too difficult for me; it
should have been quite easy. This was also related to my development. During my time at vocational school, I became much more organized than when I was younger
. I became more methodical in my actions and speech. Soon after starting school, I joined the student
council and became a minor leader,
responsible for various miscellaneous tasks. At this point, I stopped simply focusing on my family and started paying attention
to the women around me. I even developed feelings for some of the prettier girls among my classmates. Of course, these classmates
weren't what excited me; deep down, I was more interested in incest, because every time I thought about those things, I felt
an uncontrollable erection.
Seeing my grandfather and mother acting so proper after having sex with others was particularly
stimulating. When my uncle-in-law was on top of my grandmother, spreading her legs and having sex with her, her lewd moans were even more
irresistible. I wanted to have sex with all the women in my family. Only then would I feel a sense of accomplishment.
After renting the house, I still needed to tidy it up. Although there was a bed, there was no other furniture. Naturally,
my mother came to help me tidy up. My father came once and then rarely came because he was busy with work. So,
my mother helped with most things. The house consisted of one room, one bathroom, a balcony, and a kitchen; it wasn't very big. To prepare
for studying, after placing a double bed and a small table, there wasn't much space left.
The apartments back then were very different from those now. The kitchen was quite large, but the bathroom was tiny, and the living room was just average.
The bathroom was pitifully small and didn't have a shower like we have now. While I was in school, my mother
furnished the house almost entirely by herself. Although some items were missing, it was habitable.
While my mother was tidying up, I slept in the same bed with her. For the first two days, I was hesitant to touch her. Because
she was helping me set up the room, she slept soundly at night, and when I touched her gently, she didn't wake up. Every
night, I stayed up very late, waiting until my mother was asleep before I would lightly touch her breasts
. But I didn't dare to be too rough, afraid my mother would find out. Even though we were wearing clothes, since we were sleeping, it was still rare
.
I touched my mother's breasts and genitals. Even through her underwear and undershirt, I could feel the fullness of her vulva,
and I even smelled it. It had a faint, pungent odor, very stimulating. Because I had cleaned the house
, I hadn't washed her genitals in time, hence the pungent smell. Those few days were exciting for me, as it was rare
to sleep in the same bed as my mother. I've had my own room since I was little and have always slept alone. Because I went to bed late,
those few days my mother would make breakfast early and then wake me up. Waking up
early was the most embarrassing thing for me because of morning erections and my large penis. When I was woken up, I would always stay in bed until
my penis wasn't hard anymore before getting up to go to the bathroom. By then, my mother already knew my penis was large and also knew
the embarrassment of waking up early. She would laugh and ask me why I wasn't up yet, and every time she finished, she would glance at my penis.
It made me so embarrassed. What I didn't know was that every morning when I woke up, my erection was pressed against my mother's
body. So when my mother woke me up, she would always glance at my penis. These past few days, my mother has been helping me decorate
the house, showing me a lot of love, since I'm not living at home anymore. I'll be living alone most of the time. So
my mother is especially good to me, always asking what I want to eat at mealtimes and getting it for me. Of course,
I can't escape washing her underwear during this time either.
Every time I go to the bathroom and see the underwear hanging there, I can't help but take it down and put it on my penis
for a while. Sometimes, even when it's already dry, if my mother hasn't put it away, I'll still get my semen on it.
Because it's a rented house, it's just my mother and me these past few days. My mother has already told me not to get her underwear
dirty. When she said that, I noticed that both my mother and I were quite embarrassed. My mother's face was also red.
Although embarrassed, my mother still said that she knew I would do this at my age and understood. But this isn't home,
and she doesn't have that many underwear, so if it gets dirty, she'll have to wash it.
And that was the end of it. After that, my mother and I avoided talking about it anymore. Every night when we went to bed,
I would still gently caress my mother's breasts and vulva. My erect penis was boldly pressing against
her buttocks or thighs. The day after everything was settled, my mother told me she was going back the next day and that she
needed to learn to take care of herself while she stayed here. She told me to call home if I needed anything. Back then,
it was still a landline. That night, I stayed up very late. Only after my mother was sound asleep did I caress her
breasts and vulva again. When I caressed her breasts, I didn't notice anything, but when I touched her vulva,
she turned over, her back to me. I was startled, thinking she had discovered me.
I was too scared to move for a while, and then I continued to caress her, but with her back to me, I couldn't fully enjoy
it. So I slowly pressed my erect penis against her buttocks. I could
clearly feel the heat in her anus and vulva on the head of my penis. Although I didn't dare to use force, it felt very good. As drowsiness washed over me, I slowly
fell asleep.
The next day, Mom left, leaving me alone to live and study. Every day I
shuttled between school and my rented apartment. At night, whenever I thought about the past, my penis would get hard. I had to
masturbate to relieve myself. And those pubic hairs I used to collect at home ended up being used. I had never stopped collecting
Mom's pubic hairs, and I had collected quite a lot. Because I was bored, I straightened them and made them neat.
Sometimes I would forget to put them away because no one came over, so I wouldn't put them away. I would just leave them on an open book.
But I forgot that Mom had a key. One day, Mom came over while I was still at school. When I
came home from school that evening, I found Mom already in the house. I suddenly remembered the pubic hairs on the table, and my heart
pounded with fear, knowing Mom would definitely see them. I quickly looked, only to find the
book where I had put the pubic hairs closed.
Mom saw me looking at the book, but she had a wicked smile on her face, as if she was waiting to see me embarrass myself.
I blushed, but didn't know what to say. My mother asked, "How have you been lately, son? Have you missed me? Have you
missed the family?" Knowing she was giving me an out, I naturally went to her
and hugged her, saying, "Of course I have! Especially you, Mom!"
She didn't pull away, just pushed me back slightly, looking at me and saying, "My son, you're doing well now.
You can take care of yourself. You've really grown up." Then she asked what I wanted to eat and went out to buy some. Although I was
a little embarrassed that she saw the pubic hair I had collected, I was also excited because I could
sleep next to my mother again.
Tonight, I could naturally touch her breasts and vagina. I quickly opened the book containing my mother's pubic hair,
and found it wasn't too messy; it was still relatively neatly arranged. I felt relieved
. I was really afraid my mother would throw it away. After dinner, I chatted with my mother about the family, naturally
asking about my grandparents and aunt. My mother didn't know what I was thinking, nor did she know the secrets I had discovered
.
She talked a lot, saying that my aunt's family often went back to visit my grandparents. I knew in my heart that it was because my aunt's husband went back
to find opportunities to have sex with my grandmother. I then pretended to ask about my grandfather's condition, and my mother gave evasive answers about
ordinary family matters. I knew about my mother and grandfather's affair, but she didn't know I had found out.
So I could still hear the evasiveness in her words. Now that I'm not home, my grandfather will definitely come to
my house more often. When I was home, he was very careful when he came. He always had to find some excuse to come to my house.

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