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Introduction
Author: Unknown
Word Count: 4518 words
Every time I see novels on those pornographic forums, I always think of what I experienced, but I dare not speak of
it. It wasn't until today, after reading so many novels about incest between mother and son, that I had this
desire to write about it. By now, you should know what I'm going to write about. If you're not interested, please
leave.
My name is Xiaomin, this is a pseudonym. A name is just a code, I don't think you'll mind. Okay,
enough rambling, let's get down to business. I'm the only child in my family, so my parents dote on me,
especially my grandparents who treat me like an emperor. They give me whatever I want. Of course,
I'm also a very ambitious child. I excel in every aspect, especially in academics, where I have a real talent
. You might not believe it, but I completed all six years of elementary school with perfect scores, and even now in university, I'm still at
the top of my class. I've always been a good child, until my grandparents passed away. Because
my parents had to work, no one was looking after me.
After entering junior high school, I started hanging out with some of the class bullies, skipping classes every day to play video games, watch videos, and
wander around aimlessly. Perhaps because of my good foundation or a genuine talent for studying, I never fell behind in my studies, and the teachers turned a
blind eye, and my family didn't know anything. It wasn't until one time, when I got into a fight with someone because of playing video games,
that I was reported to the school's neighborhood committee, and my family found out about my behavior at school. Needless to say,
although my father loved me very much, he was also extremely fierce when he beat me, and no amount of persuasion from my mother could stop him.
From then on, I distanced myself from those bullies and started studying properly. But don't think the story is
over; it's only just beginning. In the second year of junior high, writing love letters became popular
in my class, and I received many love letters from girls. I remember how excited I was when I received the first letter from the girl I liked, and
later we started dating. Perhaps because we were too ordinary, the girl's parents found out about those cheesy
letters. She complained to the school again, even demanding my expulsion. I was terrified.
My parents were called to the school and criticized for not raising their child properly. When I got home that day, I thought I was going to get a beating again
. But when I got home, my parents didn't say anything. They just told me not to do it again. I promised
them I would study hard, but I still thought it was impossible for me to completely forget her
. I didn't sleep much that night.
The next day, when I got up for breakfast, I noticed my parents' eyes were bloodshot. At school,
during break, the girl gave me a letter. In it, she said she was sorry, and how much she loved me, hoping we could
continue our friendship. I was moved for a moment, but remembering my promise to my parents, I hesitated.
I told her I would give her an answer the next day. That evening at dinner, my dad asked if I had cleared things up with the girl.
Of course, I couldn't tell him what happened that day, or he would kill me. I just told him I didn't have a chance to tell him.
Dad nodded and didn't say anything.
After dinner, I watched TV in their bedroom as usual, a really good romantic movie. I watched it until very late.
After it was over, I wanted to go back and masturbate. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I've been masturbating since the first year of junior high. My fantasies
are usually about movie and TV stars. Of course, masturbation isn't very frequent; it happens once or twice a week. I
was thinking of having sex with the female lead on TV. I was about to leave when suddenly, my dad said to me, "Xiaomin, don't go back to sleep tonight 　　. Sleep
here with us ." 　　My immediate reaction was, "Do my parents know about my masturbation habit and don't want me to sleep alone?" 　　So I said without hesitation, "Okay." Maybe I was feeling guilty, which is why I agreed 　　so quickly. Then I thought, "How can the three of us sleep in such a small bed?" "Dad, the bed is so 　　small, it'll be too crowded for three people," I said reluctantly. 　　"It's okay, I'll sleep at your place tonight. Your mother has a lot to tell you tonight," 　　my dad said very seriously. 　　"What is it? Can't you say it now?" I thought Mom was going to scold me tonight, so I didn't want 　　to sleep even more. 　　"I told you to sleep, so just sleep! Why are you saying so much?" 　　It seemed Dad was angry, so I didn't dare to argue anymore: "Okay." I thought I was in for trouble tonight. Dad 　　went out, and I stood there dumbfounded, bracing myself for a scolding. 　　"Xiaomin, what are you standing there thinking about? Come and get some sleep. You have school tomorrow!" 　　"Okay." I climbed into bed, took off my coat, and crawled under the covers, pretending to be asleep, afraid that Mom 　　would scold me. It seemed that Mom didn't intend to scold me; she even covered me with the blanket. We 　　slept like that for about ten minutes. I thought Mom was asleep, and I was overjoyed. I wouldn't be scolded today, but 　　then I realized something was wrong. Dad said Mom had a lot to say to me, but it didn't seem like that was true. 　　"Xiaomin, are you asleep?" 　　I was startled. Why wasn't Mom asleep yet? Looks like I couldn't escape this scolding. "Not yet." 　　Mom lay down on her side, propped her head up with her hand, looked at me, and smiled slightly. "Do you miss 　　that girl?" 　　"No, no, Mom, I won't be silly like that anymore. I'll study hard. Please don't 　　scold me anymore, okay?" 　　Mom smiled again. "Silly child, do you think Mom is going to scold you? Are you so scared? Do you think I'd eat you 　　? I was young once too, I know what you're thinking right now. It's only natural to have these thoughts. 　　I'm with you, so I won't particularly scold you this time." 　　I thought Mom was just testing me to see if I would still date that girl. So I said, "Mom, I won't 　　date that girl anymore. I'll study hard, don't worry." 　　"Heh, can you? At your age, self-control is at its worst." 　　Mom started stroking my hair and looked at me with a strange look. I felt a surge of excitement.

Because I could tell, that look in her eyes was similar to how the girls in my class looked at me—a kind of
romantic feeling, the kind you see a lot on TV. But then I thought, how could that be? I was really letting my imagination run wild.
Mom continued to stroke my hair, occasionally caressing my face. Her face got closer and closer,
her breath almost touching my skin, and she still looked at me with that same gaze. Even though I knew
what I was thinking was unlikely, I couldn't help but think about it.
Suddenly, Mom kissed me, looking at me with a deep, affectionate gaze—I didn't know if it was maternal love or
the kind between a man and a woman, maybe both. I was startled, wondering if it was real, when Mom
kissed my lips, lingering for a few seconds. The feeling was wonderful. My heart was pounding in
my throat; the excitement and joy were indescribable. I looked at my mother. While she wasn't exceptionally beautiful
, she was still quite attractive, and her mature charm was unmatched by my female classmates.
My mother was only 38 at the time, with a rather full figure. She looked at me, smiled, lifted the blanket, and began
unbuttoning my pajamas.
I could hardly breathe; my heart was pounding. Was the sex I had longed for about to happen, and
with my beloved mother no less? I couldn't believe it was real, but it was indeed happening. I didn't even
know what a woman's genitals looked like; I really wanted to see. I desperately wanted my mother to show me, but I was afraid that
if I asked, she would be unhappy, and everything would be over, so I remained silent. After unbuttoning my pajamas
, my mother began unbuttoning her own. I dared not move or speak; I was terrified that my mother would change her mind
.
I watched as my mother exposed her slightly sagging breasts, and my excitement reached its peak.
My mother leaned down and began kissing my lips. My mind went blank; I only remember her tongue entering
my mouth and licking it repeatedly. Next, my mother asked me to touch her breasts. My hands trembled as I reached
out and touched them—smooth, elastic. My mother began to make "Mmm...Mmm"
sounds. It felt like an eternity, perhaps because I was so eager to know what intercourse felt like. Even those
less than ten minutes felt like a long time. My mother finally started pulling down my underwear, and then she
took off her own. I felt
like I was ascending to heaven, completely drained of strength, my penis already throbbing as if it were about to burst. I saw
my mother's genitals. Her pubic hair was much thicker than mine; mine was just beginning to grow. I had never
known women had pubic hair before; today was truly an eye-opener. Because I was lying down, with my mother straddling my waist,
I couldn't see her genitals at all. When my mother's hand touched my penis, I felt a jolt all over my body,
like I'd been electrocuted. I
was trembling uncontrollably from excessive tension. My mother held my penis and pulled back my foreskin
. It hurt a little, but the feeling was incredibly wonderful. My penis was already very wet and not
dry at all. My mother guided my penis against her vulva and rubbed it. The feeling was amazing, especially when I touched her
sticky, warm fluid. My whole body felt like it was going to melt. I felt a surge of pleasure
and knew I was about to ejaculate. I tried desperately to hold it in, but I couldn't, and my semen flowed out
. My penis started throbbing, and the glans felt tingly, like I was being electrocuted. My mother sensed that I had ejaculated. "Baby,
it's okay. It's like this the first time," she said.
She went to the bathroom and came out already dressed, holding a wad of toilet paper. She
wiped the semen off me. I hated myself for being so useless. That feeling of loss made
me want to cry. So we lay down to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep at all. I kept thinking about what had just happened.
Mom seemed to be asleep; she was even snoring. I was unwilling to give up. I hadn't experienced what intercourse felt like.
I thought if I missed this opportunity tonight, I would never have another chance.
I couldn't sleep at all. I used my gloved hand to stroke my penis a few times, and to my surprise, it got hard again. I was overjoyed, knowing I had another chance. But Mom was already asleep
, and I was afraid she wouldn't like it if I woke her up.
But I was still unwilling to give up, so I gently
lifted the blanket, afraid of waking her. I slowly and gently tried to pull down her panties, only managing to pull down the top part, exposing her pubic hair. The bottom part was pressed down and I couldn't pull it off.
I slowly turned Mom over, and that's how I woke her up. I thought she would punish me. "Mom,
I want to—"
But instead, she smiled and said, "You want to do it again, right? Xiaomin, you have school tomorrow. Take care of yourself
."
At that moment, my heart ached, and I actually started to cry. "No, baby, Mom promises you, okay
?"
Mom said anxiously. I felt my pride was hurt, and I cried even harder. Mom sat up,
patted my head, and started kissing my lips and unbuttoning my clothes. I felt like I was going from hell to heaven.
This time, I also put my tongue into Mom's mouth, and we intertwined. Soon we were naked in front of each other
. Mom was on top of me. "Let Mom lubricate you, and you lubricate Mom too."
We ended up in 69. I didn't know what lubrication was, but I didn't dare ask, afraid that if I made a
mistake, Mom would stop.
Suddenly, I felt my penis was wet and warm. I didn't expect Mom to lick my penis with her mouth. I suddenly
understood what lubrication was. Not only that, Mom's genitals were finally fully exposed in front of me. Even
in the dim light of the lamp, I could clearly see two pure petals with small,
red, fleshy bumps covered by skin, like a penis. The scent emanating from there was so exciting
! My heart was pounding. I lifted my head and began licking my mother's vulva with my tongue. It felt a little rough
. I licked everywhere—the petals, the peach pit.
Soon after, my mother got up, turned around, straddled my waist, grasped my penis, lifted her
buttocks, and began guiding it towards her vaginal opening. She paused there for a moment, then slowly sat down...
My penis wasn't fully developed yet, it was a bit small, so it went in easily. The moment it went in
, I finally understood what intercourse was like, and the feeling was amazing. I felt like I was in heaven, like
my heart was filled with honey, it's indescribable.
My mother was on top of me, moving up and down. She held my hand, gesturing for me to touch her breasts.
After I grasped her breasts, she leaned forward, making "ah ah, mmm" sounds from time to time. Perhaps
because it was too intense or we were nervous, we were both sweating and flushed. My mother's movements became more and more intense, sometimes raising her
head and closing her eyes, sometimes leaning down to kiss me. My mind was blank, letting my mother do as she pleased. Perhaps because I had just ejaculated
, this time it lasted longer.
As my intercourse with my mother continued, I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, and I ejaculated again. My mother also let out
a long "ah!" and felt her vagina contracting, her whole body trembling. At the time, I didn't know what was happening
, but now I know, my mother had reached orgasm. And so, my mother and I had our first sexual intercourse
, and I felt incredibly happy.
The next day, I wrote a letter rejecting the girl, telling her that we were still students and our studies should be our
priority, and we could talk about feelings later. From then on, I often slept with my mother, and my father didn't object. He used my mother to satisfy
me and prevent me from going astray; it was his idea. Actually, I know that maybe my father's sexual ability was poor
, which is why he came up with such an absurd idea. I learned a lot of sexual techniques from my mother. Now I can
last for several hours a day without ejaculating. My mother used to beg for mercy every time, but now she takes the initiative, and
I can often bring her to orgasm several times.
[The End]

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