Mother of Tigers and Wolves

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My name is Han Zhichong, and I'm 14 years old. My father tragically died in an avalanche while skiing when I was young, leaving behind my mother and me forever. Since then, my mother and I have depended on each other. My mother's name is Tang Yiqing, and she's only 29 years old. You might find it strange that your mother got pregnant and gave birth at 14. Yes, my parents were born in the countryside, where early marriage is common. My father was only 16 at the time.
One day, when my mother and I were out in town, we ran into one of my classmates, who mistook my mother for my older sister. The next day at school, the whole class knew I had a beautiful mother. From then on, I began to get to know my mother in a new light and started observing her closely. Honestly, my mother is a great beauty; no wonder my classmate thought she was my older sister.
Like many boys during puberty, I developed an interest in women and sex, and I was no exception. I secretly read many books on sex and even some pornographic material, especially articles about incest between mothers and sons online, which surprised and intrigued me.
One book said that women need the nourishment of sex, and the more beautiful a woman is, the stronger her libido. This made me think of my mother. My mother is exceptionally beautiful, truly possessing a beauty that could rival the most beautiful women in history. She has bright, expressive eyes, firm, round breasts, a shapely bottom, and graceful curves. Her thighs are full and rounded, her calves are beautifully curved, and her jet-black hair cascades over her smooth, rounded shoulders. She is the epitome of beauty, perfectly proportioned.
"The more beautiful a woman is, the stronger her sex drive," I pondered this statement. My father has been gone for several years now. How has my mother been coping? Could she be having an affair? That's impossible; if she were, I would have noticed. Or perhaps she has become sexually indifferent since my father's death. Actually, she has focused all her energy on me these past few years. I will grow up, get married, and live independently. If she loses me too, she will be heartbroken.
After all, she has sacrificed so much for me. But I can't stay by her side forever... At this moment, a strange thought surfaced in my mind. If I could make my mother my wife, wouldn't I be able to be with her forever? But how could that be possible?
But where there's a will, there's a way, so I decided to give it a try. The most important thing right now was to determine if my mother was sexually indifferent before taking any action.
One day, I caught a cold and couldn't go to school, so I stayed home to recover. My mother also went out, leaving me alone at home. I went to my mother's room and saw her computer. I wondered if she used the internet, and what kind of websites she frequented. I wanted to learn more about her. I tried to open the computer, but it was password protected. This made me even more mysterious. Why would she need a password at home?
I decided to try something random. I entered my mother's birthday, but it was wrong. My father's name was also wrong, and even my parents' wedding anniversary was incorrect… Finally, I entered my own birthday, and it worked! It turned out that I was the most important person in my mother's heart, which strengthened my resolve. The desktop background was my photo. When I saw it, I vowed to love my mother dearly.
Then I saw an icon for "True Love and Incest." I clicked it and was shocked to find myself on a website called "True Love and Incest." It was full of incestuous movies and novels. It turned out my mother had also fallen in love with incest, but I had never noticed before.
This website is membership-only; only members can access the content. Visitors can only see the instructions. I looked up my mom's identity—she's a "super administrator." I had no idea this website was run by my mom.
I wanted to take a closer look at her website. The structure is actually quite simple: there are literature sections, movie sections, and a psychology clinic section immediately caught my eye. Apparently, it's for answering various questions from those contemplating incest and those already involved in incestuous relationships. Does my mom offer services there too?
I checked, and sure enough, there was my mom's username, along with several other usernames. You can choose one person for counseling, but only one person. Who are the others besides my mom? Right, my mom is a "super administrator," so she must be able to see other people's data.
So I clicked on the administrator, which took me to a new interface. Then I had to enter a password—"Haha," it must be my birthday again! Sure enough, it was. After logging in and clicking on the consultant, I saw all the consultants' profiles. One of them had the online name "Beautiful Mother," but her real name was Sun Xiaomei. She was my mother's best friend and also my neighbor; our houses were less than 50 meters apart. She was a year older than my mother, and her son, Adi, was only a year older than me. We were best friends and always played games together. Our favorite game was FIFA, but I always lost to her.
Like my mother, Sun Xiaomei married young. Her husband, Atubo, was a real estate tycoon, but he and my father tragically died in an avalanche while skiing. At that moment, her image immediately flashed into my mind.
A cute, round face, high, firm breasts, plump, round buttocks, a petite figure, beautifully shaped calves, and delicate little feet—the kind of petite, charming woman.
Then it suddenly occurred to me that maybe Dizi had already slept with his mother. It was possible, otherwise he would always have such a long story to tell whenever I talked to him about women and sex. Thinking of this, I couldn't resist any longer. I took off my pants, and with my right hand, I started stroking my swollen penis. After only a few strokes, a powerful gush of semen shot out, spraying all over my underwear.
I went back to my room to change my underwear, checked my watch, and thought that my mother would be back soon. I needed to hurry back to her room to see if I could find anything new.
At first, I found nothing, but I didn't believe it because I knew my mother wasn't frigid. Besides, my father had been gone for several years, and at my mother's age, her libido was at its peak.
Finally, I discovered that the bottom shelf of the wardrobe was movable. Normally, it was impossible to see because of the pile of clothes folded on top. I immediately lifted the shelf, and my eyes lit up. In the first small compartment were transparent, soft gauze, mesh, lace, various patterns, various colors, and sheer silk thongs—it was practically a complete collection of sexy lingerie.
The second compartment contained videos about incest between mother and son and some novels. Just then, the phone rang, and I answered immediately. It was my mother calling to say that there had been a traffic accident and she would be stuck in traffic for a long time, telling me to rest at home. I told her not to worry and that I would take care of myself. I thought to myself, "Great, this way I can enjoy it slowly."
Then, I quickly transferred all the information from my mother's website to my computer, immediately took the CD to burn it, and photocopied the novels. After running back, I put the CD and novels back exactly as they were and shut down the computer.
The third compartment contained various vibrators and lubricant. A string of beads caught my eye. What were they for? Right, I remembered that in a porn movie I'd seen, the male lead used similar beads, applied lubricant, and inserted them into the actress's anus. The actress seemed very excited and enthusiastic… making "oh… oh…" noises.
I picked them up and counted eight beads. I wondered what my mother's reaction and expression would be if I put them into her anus. Would she be like that actress? Thinking about it, my penis got hard again.
Just then, I heard a car outside. Mom was back! I quickly put things away and went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and pulled the covers up. Mom really was back. After a while, she came in. She was wearing a custom-made business suit. The trousers and skirt tightly hugged her full, sexy, round buttocks, and I could see the lines of her panties through her buttocks—the kind that were narrow and small, with lace trim.
This suit wasn't sold in stores; Mom had it custom-made by a designer. Wearing it, she exuded elegance and accentuated her curvaceous figure. How come I hadn't noticed Mom before? At this moment, my penis was already swollen. I quickly lifted my leg, otherwise my fully erect penis would have pushed the covers up.
"Son, are you feeling better? I bought you your favorite porridge. Eat it quickly, or it'll get cold," Mom said with a smile.
At this moment, I was completely captivated by my beautiful mother and forgot to reply.
"What's wrong, son? Have you gone mad?" "It's nothing, Mom. Ever since that day my classmate mistook you for my older sister, I've come to know you in a new light." Mom smiled and said, "So you didn't know me before?"
"No, I used to only see you as my mother. Now, I see you from a different perspective, as a woman, and I've discovered that you are naturally beautiful, elegant, and stunningly gorgeous." At this moment, Mom looked at me with her beautiful big eyes, and then suddenly burst into laughter. "My little darling, you're only 14 years old, how do you know what elegance and stunning beauty mean?" Of course I know, I said defiantly. "Mom, you have a well-proportioned and sexy figure, fair and tender skin, a slender figure, full breasts, a wide bottom, and a slim waist. Isn't that stunningly beautiful?" "You have such a sweet tongue. Where did you learn these words? You can say these things to your girlfriend in the future, but not to your mother, understand? You're so disrespectful.
" Mom seemed a little angry. "Mom, are I telling the truth?" "Okay, stop thinking about it and get some rest. Mom's a little tired too, I need to rest now." She turned and left.
Just then, I saw the tennis ball by the bed and a plan formed in my mind. I rolled the net onto the floor.
"Mom, my tennis ball fell, can you pick it up for me?" "Are you crazy? You're always so naughty." Mom said, bending down to pick up the ill-intentioned ball. At that moment, I stared wide-eyed at Mom's round, pert bottom, the small triangle tightly encasing her buttocks and the lace trim clearly visible. I wanted to hug Mom tightly and gently caress and kiss her lovely bottom.
Mom had already picked up the tennis ball, and I immediately looked away. Mom turned around, tossed the tennis ball to me, and left my room.
After Mom left, all I could think about was her round, plump buttocks. My penis was so swollen it was about to burst through my underwear. I quickly pulled down my underwear, rubbing my thick, hard cock while fantasizing about Mom and me having sex on that bed. I gripped my penis tightly in my hand, as if it were really inside Mom's tender, red pussy. Ah! Mom… I want to cum… I want to cum inside Mom… Soon, I felt the urge to ejaculate, even faster than the first time. Maybe it was because I saw Mom's round, perky buttocks, and also because I was fantasizing about Mom this time. My penis throbbed, and the boiling semen reached the edge of the glans. A lot of semen shot onto my hands and underwear. After cleaning my hands and penis with some tissues, I looked up and was terrified. I hadn't even locked the door. If Mom came in, I was doomed. I quickly got up, locked the door, changed my underwear, washed my hands in the bathroom, ate the porridge my mother bought for me in the dining room, and returned to my room. I wanted to read the novel I had photocopied from my mother, but I was probably a little tired from ejaculating twice that day, and I fell asleep quickly.
The next day, I was better. Because I went to bed early last night, I got up very early this morning. Usually, my mother would wake me up after cooking. I went to the dining room to see if the food was ready. When I arrived, I was startled. My mother was wearing a purple, sheer, semi-transparent nightgown with the front crisscrossed, revealing her snow-white neck. The long fabric draped over her delicate, fair shoulders, which were visible through the nightgown. Underneath, she wore black lace underwear, her breasts tightly encased in the lace, her nipples concealed by two silk ribbons. She wore an apron around her waist, black fishnet stockings on her long, beautiful legs, and tiny slippers on her pretty, delicate feet.
Mom didn't notice I was still cooking. She bent down to open the cupboard, and from behind, I could clearly see her black panties, the lace trim tightly hugging her round, pert buttocks. The tightness created a clear, distinct slit. I knew that slit was Mom's most secret, forbidden area. The contrast between her snow-white skin and the black panties was incredibly exciting.
Just then, Mom stood up and noticed me. Seeing my staring gaze, her face flushed. She felt she had been too revealing, but she didn't try to hide it.
"My little lazybones, why are you up so early today? Even though it's summer, you've just recovered from your illness, so don't catch a cold. Go back to your room and rest. I'll call you when dinner is ready." "Okay, Mom," I replied, immediately returning to my room. My mind was a jumble of thoughts, constantly thinking about Mom's body, especially her full, round buttocks and that tiny slit. I believed there was no buttocks more beautiful in the world.
A while later, Mom called me to eat. When I arrived at the dining room, I was excited to see Mom still wearing that sexy outfit.
"Son, how's your studying lately? Have you been slacking off? You must study hard. No matter how rich we are, if you don't have knowledge, you'll squander it all. Mom loves a hardworking and ambitious son." "I know, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely work hard," I replied, bowing my head, not daring to look at her. After dinner, I changed my clothes to go to school. Mom also changed her clothes. As we were leaving the house, Mom said, "Son, let me give you some encouragement." She then kissed me on the cheek.
I was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and smiled, saying to Mom, "Mom, can you give me some encouragement every day?"
"As long as you work hard, Mom will consider it." From then on, I studied hard every day, and Mom gave me encouragement every day. I only masturbated occasionally, of course thinking of Mom.
Finally, after the exam, I got second place in the whole school. Mom was overjoyed and made me a lot of delicious food as a reward, but that wasn't what I wanted.
The day after the exam, I went to my classmate Zhang Huawen's house. His older brother, Zhang Huaqiang, works in advertising and has a lot of good stuff. He was incredibly welcoming when I arrived. Of course, Brother Qiang is quite the ladies' man, but also very concerned about his image. He sees other guys driving cars to pick up girls, but he doesn't have one, so he always borrows one from me. My family has three cars: a BMW, a Mercedes, and a Crown. My mom always drives the BMW, so lending him one isn't a big deal, but we have to do it behind her back. She's worried about accidents and the gossip columnists writing all sorts of nonsense. Brother Qiang also borrowed clothes from me. I sometimes accompany my mom to social events, so I have many clothes—suits, tuxedos, each one specially designed for me. Coincidentally, Brother Qiang's build and height are similar to mine; we're both 1.70 meters.
"Chong'er, you seem to have grown taller again," Brother Qiang said to me.
"Really? If it's true, then I'll give you all my clothes. By the way, Brother Qiang, have you got anything fun lately?" "Of course! Come to my room." I went to Brother Qiang's room, which was practically a photography equipment warehouse, full of all sorts of cameras and camcorders. Brother Qiang took out a large bag from the cabinet, and when he opened it, I didn't know what was inside.
"Do you know what this is?" "I don't know." "You know about that female legislator in Taiwan, what's her name, Feng, who was secretly filmed having sex with her lover, right?" "Is this some kind of equipment used for secret filming?" "You're right, but mine is much better than theirs. Theirs is terrible. I couldn't even see that Feng picture clearly. Mine can be focused. If you install it on different angles and use special software, you can switch between different angles like a World Cup football stadium. If you use it to secretly film people having sex, the effect can be compared to porn. This is what the CIA uses." "Really?" "No way, you silly boy. How come the CIA uses these? They're just imitations, but the performance is the same, only the range is 200 meters.
" I thought this thing might be useful to me, so I said to Brother Qiang, "Can you sell me these things?" "How many do you want?" "As many as I have." Brother Qiang took out another big bag. "I have 40 of them, plus a special software. You want them all?"
"Of course I want them all." "How much?" "We're good brothers. I bought them for 40,000 yuan, so I'll give you 40,000 yuan too." "Only 40,000 yuan? That's not much. I'll take them first and pay you back tomorrow." "No problem. Just give them to me whenever you come to play. I'll take you home in a bit." After playing at Brother Qiang's house for a while, I called home to make sure my mother wasn't home, and then Brother Qiang took me home.
After I got home, I hid the two bags under the bed and then turned on the computer to watch the incestuous mother-son movie that I had burned from my mother's place.
The first film is "The Adulterous Mother." The opening scene features a beautiful woman in her thirties walking towards her son's room. She finds him reading pornographic magazines outside the door, enters, and berates him, telling him he should be studying instead of reading such things. The son replies that he can't concentrate on his studies because he only thinks about women. The mother, after a moment's thought, pulls down her son's pants, takes out his penis, and performs oral sex on him. He soon ejaculates in her mouth. A little while later, his penis becomes erect again, and he wants to have real sex with her. To allow her son to focus on his studies, she agrees. The film is quite entertaining, especially the scenes of the mother and son performing oral sex on each other, and the son passionately penetrating his mother's vagina while calling out to her. At this point, I was already fully erect and masturbating while watching.
The second film is "Mother and Son," which tells the story of a mother who, after her parents' divorce, often resorts to masturbation to satisfy her sexual desires. One day, her son, seeing this, begins to pursue her, and eventually, the mother is moved by her son and they have sex. The film vividly portrays the mother's voluptuous vulva and flawless white breasts, showcasing the allure of a young woman, especially her large, round buttocks, which resemble her mother's. During the film, the son repeatedly cries "Mommy! Mommy!" while making love to his mother. I finally ejaculated.
After cleaning up, I lay in bed wondering when I could have a hard, large penis like the son in the film, vigorously fucking my mother's cunt. Then I picked up some novels and slowly read them. These novels differed greatly from the film in content, containing many detailed descriptions, but unlike the online novels, they didn't involve drugging and raping the mother, or anything like that. In these novels, the mother and son were mutually consenting, freely united, and lived happily ever after. From these, I seemed to understand something. I heard my mother's car and quickly tidied myself up.
"Son, Mom bought you something delicious." While eating, I kept thinking about the intimate scenes between the son and mother in the novel.
After dinner, I went back to my room and wondered what my mother was thinking, and what methods I could use to win her over. Then I thought, maybe I could find some answers on the "True Love and Incest" website.
After turning on my computer, I suddenly remembered whether Aunt Sun Xiaomei and Di Zi had committed incest. Perhaps I could find the answer in the consultation. Aunt Sun Xiaomei's online name was "Beautiful Mother." I opened the website and consulted with "Beautiful Mother." There were many people, and I carefully read each one.
(Hereafter, all mothers' questions will be referred to as "Mother," and sons' questions as "Son.") Mother 1: My son and I have done it many times, but why do I always feel ashamed when he sees my naked body?
Mei: Do you love your son? Does your son love you?
Mother 1: Of course, we truly love each other.
Mei: Okay, are you confident in your body?
Mother 1: Of course! Don't let my age fool you; I'm 35, but I maintain a great figure, and I'm more womanly than those young girls.
Mei: That means you have a psychological problem. You must overcome your pride, seniority, and status, and don't be afraid that he will abandon you or despise you. Only then can you achieve harmony and intimacy between mother and son. When you can open your heart and accept your son as your lover and husband, and treat him as a couple and husband, in bed you must use every part of your body to please your son like a harlot before you can cross the boundary between mother and son and achieve your happiness.
Mother 2: Can I ask about your personal privacy?
Mei: Yes, I will answer you as best I can.
Mother 2: Have you made love with your son yet? If not, you cannot answer my question because you have no experience in this area?
Mei: Yes.
As expected, Aunt Sun has already committed incest with Dizi.
Mother 2: My son thinks he is a master of flirting, but he is not good enough. He can't tickle my itch. If I take the initiative, will it damage his self-esteem?
Mei: I've encountered this problem before. When I first started having sex with my son, he didn't know anything. So I found him many books on how to please women and even watched porn with him to teach him. From then on, he always made me feel incredibly good. You need to remember that you are different from your son's other lovers. Besides being his mother, you need to become his most unforgettable sexual partner. You need to know that your son's requirements are actually very simple: no matter who he has sex with or how clumsy his sexual techniques are, as long as he can ejaculate, he reaches orgasm. Your requirements are much higher than his; you are more particular about the application of techniques. If you don't tell him, he won't know. Therefore, you need to make him recognize you as his sexual partner. From the very beginning, you need to leave your memory on him. Your son may not even know where to enter you at first. You must use your richer sexual experience to teach him some positions and sex techniques, and let him practice with you repeatedly to hone his sexual skills.
You can also use your imagination to add spice to the bed and make him feel like he's in heaven. For example, say sweet nothings he likes to hear, he likes to hear you moan and cry out loud, he might even want you to play the role he wants you to play. If he likes to use some aids, and you don't find it offensive, you can let him. You should also let him know where your body's erogenous zones are and how you react when touched. In short, make him associate your most beautiful memories with you. Later, when he has sex with other women, he will think of you and hope that they can serve him like you did. Of course, no one can replace your place in his heart.
Son 1: I've had sex with my mom a few times, but I have too little clinical experience to let her fully enjoy sex. What should I do if I don't have a teacher to teach me?
Mom: Your mom is your teacher!
First of all, your mom doesn't expect you to be a sex expert when she has sex with you. Because when you have sex with your mom, if you want to win her favor and have her treat you as her sexual partner, you will definitely be very attentive to her, but she may not necessarily feel that you are considerate of her. The key is not how many sweet words you say, but whether you make her feel that you care about her feelings. Therefore, "not being ashamed to ask questions" is the best strategy.
You need to put aside your sex education and ask her the most basic questions, including: where are her most sensitive areas, and ask her to take you to see them; what positions she likes to have sex with you. After sex, ask her if she had an orgasm. You should also tell her if she did well, because sex is a two-way street.
You must know that your mother needs your constant support and encouragement. If you want her to do something, just be open and honest about it. If she loves you, she will accommodate you. This way, your mother will think that you are not a selfish person, but truly love her and allow her to fully enjoy sex, which will make your mother love you even more.
Son 2: Every time I have sex with my mother, I want to turn on the light and take off her clothes to admire her body, but she always refuses. What should I do?
Mei: This is because your mother hasn't fully opened up. Don't think that just because your mother agrees to have sex with you, and you're "familiar and casual," you can "take it for granted" and do whatever you want with her. You're wrong! Remember, while she's willing to become your wife and sleep with you, it doesn't mean she has no boundaries. She has the right to maintain her maternal dignity. You might not see her fully during sex; whatever you do, don't look disappointed. Sex doesn't necessarily require undressing completely. Don't force her to look directly at your naked body or do anything intimate that would embarrass her. Sometimes it takes a few times for her to adjust. Remember, she's not just any girl; she's your mother, and she has extra psychological baggage. You can try a more subtle approach, suggesting you both undress first. At least, she should take off her underwear before you enter her. If she won't even take off her bra, it shows a lack of resolve. You should kiss her tenderly and tell her that if she's not ready yet, you can do it later.
However, if she sees you've openly undressed and are showing her so much care and respect, she might reciprocate by mustering the courage to undress herself and show you her whole body. By the way, when caressing and kissing, pay attention to her reactions. Don't touch areas she doesn't want you to touch, but try to determine whether she's averse to or sensitive to your touch. There should also be a mutual understanding regarding the frequency of sex to avoid unrealistic expectations. Don't assume that you're the one who wants more sex; men and women are physiologically different. If your mother is in her prime, her sexual needs might be more frequent, while you might be the one lacking energy. Always respect her opinions, accommodate her requests, and always act like a gentleman.
If you can make her feel like she's being treated like a queen when you make love to her, you'll have the leverage to take advantage next time.
Seeing this, I was incredibly envious of Di Zi, who gets to make love to his gentle and understanding mother every day, while I haven't seen any hope. Forget it, thinking about it is useless. If I want to win her heart, I need to work harder and understand my mother better so I can address her effectively. Let's look
at my mother's online name. My mother's online name is Ai Zi (hereinafter referred to as Ai), which sounds like a Japanese woman, but she seems very happy about it. From her password to her desktop background to her online name, my mother is always thinking about me, which gives her a lot of confidence.
Mother 1: My son and I have committed incest. At first, I felt very happy, but later my son started sexually abusing me. I can't bear it anymore and want to leave him, but I haven't been able to make up my mind. What should I do?
Ai: How could your son do this? I've told many mothers that they must seriously consider whether to have sex with their sons. Only if your son truly loves you can you be his lover and wife. I sympathize with your situation, but you must make a choice: endure it or leave. I think you should leave your son.
Mother 2: My son used to pursue me, but I didn't agree to be with him. One day, he drank a lot of beer and raped me when he got home.
Love: That's a tragedy. Did your son feel guilty about his actions after he sobered up?
Mother 2: Yes, he knelt in front of my door all night, begging for my forgiveness for his drunken behavior. But I couldn't forgive him. When I decided to leave home, he clung to my legs, crying and begging me not to leave, but I still left. Afterwards, thinking about how heartbroken he looked made me feel terrible, and I didn't know if I should forgive him.
Love: Do you have other men in your heart? Do you love your son? I mean a woman's love for a man, not the love between mother and son.
Mother 2: To be honest, I love my son very much. I thought I would give him my love someday, but he raped me. After I left, I still missed him terribly. I called his workplace to find out how he was doing. His colleagues told me he hadn't been feeling well these past few days, sometimes just spacing out. Hearing that made me feel terrible too.
Love: I can see that your son truly loves you, and loves you very much. That night was just an accident, but your son really moved me. He knelt all night, and when you were about to leave him, he cried loudly, which proves that he is a very devoted man and deeply regrets what he did. Such men are rare in today's society. You should cherish him and go back to your son; you will be happy.
Mother 2: Thank you for opening my heart, but I've already left. Will going back...? Love: I think you didn't take too much with you when you left. You can go home and get your things. Your son will definitely beg you to stay, and you can then go with the flow.
After reading all of my mother's consultation records, I lay in bed thinking about every word she said. I have a better understanding of my mother now. What she wants is genuine love. I vowed to win her over and give her confidence in me, but I don't know how. I have a way: I can become a member of the "True Love and Chaos Network" so I can communicate with my mother. However, there's one thing I don't understand: why does my mother require each member to pay a 500 yuan membership fee? Even if 1000 people join, it's only 500,000 yuan a year. Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep. In my dream, my mother and I were making love passionately. She had become my wife and given birth to a lovely daughter.

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