Husband, son and I

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This year, I became pregnant again. Touching my belly, I felt the weight of our second child, Chenghe and my son. So many thoughts flooded my mind; memories surged like a spring. Perhaps Chenghe's situation is my fault. Even though I tried to stop this incestuous behavior, it's my innate lust as a woman… I can't stop… I can't control myself at the sight of a man's penis, a deep-seated desire for that penis, even if it's my own son's.
Just imagining it makes my underwear feel slightly damp.
If I had been able to control my desires 14 years ago…
wouldn't all these things over the past decade have been avoided?
I know my vagina craves a man's penis… a deep, forceful thrusting to satisfy my current sexual hunger.
That night, I was having sex with the man I loved so much—Chenghe's father, my husband—who had been dead for almost four years.
"Mmm...husband, no...Xiao He will wake up if he's next to us," I said, suppressing my moans as my lower body was being penetrated. "You filthy bitch, what's wrong with letting your son see his beloved mother being fucked by his own father? Does this slut want her son to fuck her too?" My husband, who was thrusting into me without any restraint, said, "Does this slut want her son to fuck her too?" My body reacted strongly to my husband's penis.
"You're such a slut, it seems your body really wants to have sex with your son! You're squeezing me so tightly. You're a little bird that hasn't even finished developing at xx years old, and you dare to think about it! Do all the underage kids on the street fantasize about eating their virginity?" "Ugh... I... I didn't... Ah ha um," I said, panting and denying it. "Didn't? If you didn't, why are you squeezing so tightly, you bitch? How about we take off our son's pajama pants now and you suck his cock?" "Ha... Ah no... Husband, don't... I can't take it anymore... You're going in so deep, um um..." My husband didn't listen to what I said. He was just a mad dog, constantly fucking me, the horny bitch. My
whole body was being penetrated by my husband's penis, my vagina feeling the heat of his penis, constantly rubbing against every protruding flesh wall. Although my G-spot didn't feel as good as being touched by fingers or a vibrator, even though my husband's penis wasn't very big, I could still feel the uncontrollable pleasure of my G-spot being touched by his penis.
My husband was pressing me down from above, fucking me until my mind went blank. My hands gripped the sheets tightly, my eyes almost glazed over as he pulled Xiao He's underwear and pants down to his thighs. I knew I couldn't resist his urge; the dim yellow light in the room at night made the scene seem erotic.
My husband reached under my back, making me sit up and then turn over so I was facing Xiao He's genitals. I was only about 5 centimeters away from my son's penis, which was soft and small, looking cute, but even so, it couldn't compare to my husband's penis, which was constantly thrusting in and out of my vagina.
I tried to suppress a loud moan, my breathing rapid.
As I tried to lift my head to keep my distance from Xiao He, a pair of rough hands grabbed my head and pulled it towards Xiao He's soft penis. My lips and cheek were pressed against Xiao He's crotch; if I opened my mouth, I could take his entire penis inside.
My husband's hand, which was holding my head, kept moving, making my cheek rub against Xiao He's penis. My lips kept touching Xiao He's penis. I could only close my eyes. Even though my private parts were being violently penetrated by a man's penis, I couldn't lose my rationality as a mother!
Just as I was thinking this, my rationality as a mother was quickly broken by the penis that was gradually arousing physical reaction.
The little penis rubbing against my lips and cheeks gradually grew bigger. Although it was still small, I could clearly feel it getting erect. I slowly opened my eyes and stared blankly at my son's little penis. (Would it feel good to put it in?) The thought flashed through my mind. No, I can't... That's my own child... It's wrong to do this... That's against ethics... Incest... Incest... He is the child I gave birth to after a long and difficult pregnancy. Every piece of flesh on his body and every nutrient in his body came from me. When I was pregnant with you, my vagina was constantly being penetrated by your penis. Even during pregnancy, my uterus was constantly being sprayed with semen and washed again and again. My uterus was full of my husband's thick semen mixed with my lewd and unruly vaginal fluid. You slowly grew inside me like this. Little He... Little He's little penis... It's mine too... Mommy can have it too, right, child?
When I came to my senses, Little He's little penis was already deeply sucked into my mouth.
Unlike most adult men, Xiao He's penis didn't feel uncomfortable pressing against my throat... although I've sucked on average adult men's penises before... and that feeling wasn't much different from having Xiao He in my mouth.
The soft, slightly firm little piece of flesh... I couldn't believe that, as a mother, I was so sexually driven that I was actually swallowing my son's penis, enjoying its tender sweetness.
I've wondered if I actually like younger men?
Or perhaps it's that seeing them makes me uncontrollably excited, even wanting them to violate me?
Many times, I've had this thought (fantasy) in my mind. While sucking, my eyes kept glancing at Xiao He, afraid that he would wake up and see what his mother was doing, and what he would think in the future... Or perhaps, deep down, I actually hoped he would think about it... The heat in my body never subsided. My vagina and mouth were filled with a man's proud penis. Perhaps because I had done something that almost crossed the line of incest, my husband's thrusts into my buttocks became faster and faster. His penis thrust deep into me again and again, making me almost unable to bear it. My body trembled, and my vagina tightly gripped his penis, which was my way of letting him know that I had come again.
My body was sensitive and prone to orgasm. I spat out Xiao He's penis, which was covered with a thin strand of water (covered with my saliva). I tried to use my hand to cover my mouth to stop the moans that I could no longer suppress and wanted to shout out loud, but my husband's thrusts left me powerless, and I could only tremble with pleasure.
Unable to rationally observe Xiao He for fear of waking him, I reverted to a woman's instincts in bed, indulging in loud, wanton moans, "So good... mmm, ah, you're fucking me... give me more, oh... I want to fuck me harder..." Even though I was almost fainting from my husband's fucking, no matter how much I begged him not to wake Xiao He, those words were a waste of breath.
For a male and female dog, what we want is to be endlessly immersed in sex... I don't know how many times my husband has penetrated me, how much time we've spent, or how many orgasms I've had. My wanton appearance must be in my husband's eyes. Several waves of hot, sticky sensations came from my belly, and my husband ejaculated outside... The man I love so deeply often doesn't understand that what a woman wants is for you to ejaculate inside her. What a woman wants is to be one with him, for the feeling of semen filling her vagina, spraying in and slowly flowing out, and for the feeling of semen spraying out and hitting her cervix deeply, feeling the happiness of being filled with semen.
I complained, got up unhappily, turned on the light, and grumbled a few words, only to be met with even more humiliating words from my husband. I was too ashamed to speak, simply because I was a woman, a woman who had just been fucked to the point of ecstasy in bed.
I grabbed a few tissues to wipe the semen dripping down my stomach. Before I went to the bathroom to shower, my husband grabbed my hand and made me kneel down and take his limp penis into my mouth, sucking the remaining semen from the tip of his penis and cleaning it with my tongue. Only then would he let go of my hand and let me go to the bathroom.
In the shower, my left hand unconsciously reached in and touched my labia majora to labia minora. I turned up the water and rinsed my body, my fingertips constantly rubbing my clitoris. My right hand grasped my breasts, which bothered me but were loved by men, and my fingertips occasionally rubbed my nipples. After a few minutes, my left hand could no longer resist and I inserted my fingers into my vagina. The moment they entered, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body, and I let out a small "hmm."
My index finger went in for a while, and soon my middle finger followed, the rapid thrusting, digging, and probing of both fingers was unstoppable. The intense orgasm I had felt a few minutes earlier spread throughout my body, my mind almost blank. I barely managed to stand with my toes pointing inward, repeatedly trying to stimulate my G-spot. After a while, my fingers were pulled out, and I quickly covered my mouth with my hands. My lower back trembled weakly, and a lot of fluid gushed from my urethra. This must be what's called squirting... Women always feel incredibly ashamed when they squirt in front of men.
I had actually masturbated to this extent. After squirting quite a bit, my lower body was so weak that I collapsed onto the bathroom floor, my body just trembling pointlessly, still enjoying the feeling of orgasm.
I don't know how many minutes I sat on the floor before I quickly got up, grabbed the showerhead, and rinsed the areas where the squirting had sprayed on me. I rinsed myself a little more, grabbed a towel to dry myself, wrapped it around myself, and went out of the bathroom. I picked up a low-waisted black lace panty with red embroidered lace from the laundry basket, put it on without a bra, and then put on the sexy pajamas that my husband always made me wear, and headed to the bedroom.
Entering the dormitory, I found my husband fast asleep. Men are always the most annoying thing for women at times like this. I forcefully turned him over to the side, looking at my adorable little one sleeping soundly. With a slight smile, my gaze unconsciously drifted towards him. A chill ran down my spine, and I bit my thumbnail. My behavior today had been so strange… I kept telling myself I was a mother, I couldn't continue like this. I got into bed and lay down next to him. As I reached out to hug him, I silently pulled my hand back. When did this child wake up? Did he see me having sex with my husband? Did he know I was sucking his penis? What should I do? No… I must be overthinking it… I could only try to reassure myself. With this unease, I didn't sleep well that night.
As usual, I prepared breakfast for the two important men in my heart in the kitchen every morning. To prevent them from getting tired of the same food, I always changed the breakfast. I prepared the ingredients and placed the plates on the table, untied the apron and put it away. I went upstairs and shook my husband awake so that we could brush our teeth and wash our faces together. When I bent down to wash my face and was about to dry it with a towel, my husband took off my underwear and inserted himself directly. Because this action caught me off guard, and the humidity was not enough, I felt a slight pain in my lower body. After my husband's penis was fully inside, he thrust in and out a few times, and my vagina quickly became completely wet and tightly gripped my husband's penis. My husband's rapid thrusting in the morning made him ejaculate for the first time on my plump buttocks. I took a few wet wipes to wipe myself and put on my underwear. I was about to walk out of the bathroom to wake Xiao He when my husband put one arm around my waist and used the other hand to close and lock the bathroom door.
I wasn't surprised by my husband's actions. We've been married for so many years... I knew he wanted me to "serve" his penis again. Squatting by the toilet, I pulled down his trousers, revealing his already erect penis trembling in front of me. Slightly shy, I gently guided it towards the toilet.
Yes, I wanted him to urinate. He could do it himself, but he kept making me do it. This had become a habit at home, but he was always restless, needing me to rub him back and forth before he could urinate. But that was self-deception. Even though I'm not a man, I know that men don't urinate easily in such an excited state; in fact, the more excited they are, the more likely they are to ejaculate. Sure enough
, as always, my husband complained he couldn't urinate and wanted me to open my mouth and take his penis in, sucking it to make him feel the urge to urinate. I obediently opened my mouth without hesitation and began to lick his penis in front of him.
She stuck out her tongue and licked the glans of his penis back and forth, then took it into her mouth and spat it out. She tilted her head and licked down from the glans to his testicles, gently sucking on his soft balls. Her hands didn't stop, slowly moving her penis up and down. Her husband made sounds of pleasure, and her body slowly became aroused. Her vagina was wet, and her breathing became rapid.
Her husband grabbed her hands and placed them above her head. He began to move his hips back and forth, deeply thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. Several times it hit her throat, making her feel uncomfortable, and she made sounds of disgust… This only excited her husband more. He released her hands, grabbed her head tightly, and pulled her towards his body, making her swallow his entire penis. I was in so much pain that tears welled up in my eyes. I coughed several times, saliva constantly seeping from the corners of my mouth and dripping onto the floor. I tried to push him away by slapping his thighs, but I was no match for his strength; he held my head firmly. This happened repeatedly.
A few knocks on the door startled me; it was Xiao He!
I tried to push my husband away, but he glared at me fiercely, grabbed my head, and forced me to put his penis in my mouth. He told me he was in the bathroom and sent our son, Xiao He, downstairs to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, I felt a little relieved. Xiao He left, and my husband made me continue sucking his penis, verbally humiliating me several more times until he ejaculated in my mouth again. I painfully endured the taste of his semen, waiting for him to finish and remove his penis from my mouth. As the semen slowly flowed out, I asked him if it was okay.
My husband, dissatisfied, made me swallow the semen. After painfully swallowing it, I felt nauseous. I got up, turned on the tap, and rinsed my mouth with water. My husband, satisfied, relieved himself beside me.
I went back to my dorm, grabbed a pair of black stockings, put them on, and then put on a blue high-waisted pencil skirt. I also wore a low-cut black and white color-blocked spaghetti-strap chiffon tank top before heading downstairs to prepare breakfast. One of the happiest moments of the day is when the three of us eat together, but this meal is never peaceful. As usual, Xiaohe started watching cartoons on TV, while my husband's hand inappropriately slipped inside my private parts, constantly touching and probing. My sensitive body reacted involuntarily, my legs tightly clamping his hand… I was so comfortable that I was drooling without even realizing it. Still immersed in my husband's caresses, Xiaohe said I was full, which snapped me back to reality. I stared at him as he ran back to his room. I turned back, ashamed, to my husband who nonchalantly continued eating breakfast, his hand still caressing me. My husband, having already changed into his work clothes after clearing the table, came over and asked me to tie his tie. While tying it, his hand gripped and rubbed my buttocks tightly. I blushed and continued tying his tie. After I finished, my husband immediately turned me around, took off my skirt, and brutally tore open my black stockings. I was so shocked that I reached out to stop him, but he pressed me down on the table and forcefully pulled my underwear down to my thighs. Hearing the zipper being pulled down, a hot, wet sensation spread my labia, and my vagina was stretched open little by little. I held back my cries and started moving my body back and forth on the table, my buttocks being thrust into by my husband again and again. In less than ten minutes, my husband pulled his penis out of my vagina and ejaculated several times on my legs.
I looked at him helplessly. He just coldly told me to hurry up and change my clothes to go to work. I took off my black stockings and the light purple lace embroidered panties that he had torn and rolled up, and put them in my hands. After putting on my tight skirt, I went upstairs to the bathroom.
I threw the torn black stockings into the bathroom trash can, took off my vest and bra, and put them in the laundry basket along with the panties I had just been holding. After returning to my dormitory, I picked out a beige lace bra and light blue sheer panties to wear, and also chose a white shirt to put on. Just as I was about to put on my makeup and get dressed... I grabbed my phone from the dressing table next to me and first took a few selfies. Then I posed in a slightly revealing way to take pictures. I may be seen as a traditional woman by others, but at that time I was only a woman approaching 30, no different from other women. Perhaps you could say that my heart was still very young at that time. Being a traditional woman was probably just for my in-laws to see.
After taking the photos, I sat down in the makeup chair, picked up a powder puff and gently patted my face in front of the mirror, applying eyebrows, eyeliner, and then lipstick. Looking in the mirror, I thought about how I had just been sexually assaulted by a man a few minutes ago, and my noticeably rosy cheeks were reflected in the mirror. After
finishing my makeup, I took off my pencil skirt and put on a red bodycon mini-skirt. I went to Xiao He's room and asked him to change his clothes so we could go to the company together. Helping Xiao He change his clothes was like any other mother; physical contact was perfectly normal. At that moment, I never imagined that my son would react so excitedly to my breasts touching him.
After helping Xiao He change his clothes, as we were about to go downstairs, Xiao He grabbed my hand and said his stomach felt uncomfortable. As his mother, I was worried that his breakfast that morning might have upset his stomach.
The child sweetly praised how delicious his mother's breakfast was. I smiled, stroked his hair, and urged him to hurry up. Halfway downstairs, my maternal instincts kicked in, and I went back upstairs towards the bathroom. What
I saw next was unexpected: Xiao He picked up my light purple lace-embroidered panties from the laundry basket and went into the bathroom. This confirmed that Xiao He had discovered my sexual encounter with my husband the night before, and that he knew I, his mother, had taken his penis into my mouth… I quietly approached the bathroom door, and as I listened, I heard Xiao He whispering, "Mommy," "Oh, my mommy," "The panties are wet and smell so good," "Mommy, I want to be inside you like Daddy is." Hearing these words, it felt like a needle pierced my heart. All the good motherly role I had played in Xiao He's eyes had been shattered. Did he still see me just as his mother now? When he grows up, will he only think of his mother as a slutty woman? As I thought about this, I heard him say, "Mom, I'm hard down there, and I want you to suck my cock too." I blushed and lowered my head, asking, "Xiao He, are you okay?" Hearing the child's slightly frightened reply, "Wait for me," I endured what I had just heard and quickly walked towards Xiao He's room to wait for him.
Watching Xiao He walk towards me with an innocent face, I looked at him with mixed feelings. I forced a smile and told him he should go downstairs, otherwise his father would get angry if he waited too long. As I walked, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the child was behaving strangely, secretly crouching down and peeking under my skirt… I knew that if I didn't stop him immediately, his behavior would likely go further and further astray. But remembering that I had sucked his cock last night, even as his mother, what right did I have to tell him not to do that?
As we reached the entryway, my husband, looking disdainful, urged my son and me to hurry up. I bent down to pick up a pair of peep-toe heels and put them on. Suddenly, my husband's hand gripped my buttocks tightly, demanding a kiss. Before I could even speak, he had already kissed me deeply. I could usually tolerate kisses in front of the child, but as he kissed me like a passionate beast, I remembered what Xiaohe had said in the bathroom while holding my underwear. A glance at him out of the corner of my eye told me this wouldn't do. I had to push my husband away, but it was all in vain. My husband and I engaged in a passionate foreplay in front of our son… At this point, I stopped typing and began to caress every part of my body. Why did this happen?
Looking at the content of Xiao He's article, I saw the man's name, Xiao Zhongzhi. This man was the first person to enter my body after my husband, after he had his penis. More than ten years have passed, and my body is still honest. I can't forget the sexual pleasure this man brought me, nor can I forget the humiliation I suffered at his hands... and I can't forget that I ended up like this with Xiao He today. He was a huge part of the trigger. I hate him, but my body seems to be thinking about all the times he fucked me.
I started masturbating and stimulating my vagina until I climaxed. I looked at the clock afterward. Why hadn't Xiao He brought our child back yet? After about ten minutes, I climaxed several more times. Then I heard the door open. I looked towards the living room doorway. Xiao He and my husband were carrying our first child, a bag of late-night snacks. But he hesitated for a moment, then walked to the sofa, put the child on it, turned on the TV, switched to a cartoon channel so the child could eat and watch. He walked to the computer desk without saying a word, squatted down, and started licking his favorite delicacy, abalone. Compared to the sumptuous late-night snacks, the abalone he often talked about was what he wanted to taste first.
I didn't shy away from moaning loudly, enjoying my man's tongue licking me. Soon, I was urging him to penetrate me. Xiao He glanced at the computer screen and noticed I was skimming his writing. Seeing the mouse cursor hover over Xiao Zhongzhi, he called me a "bitch." Then, in the computer chair, he fucked me hard. Even though he was saying such nasty things, I knew that even though my body was wanting, all I wanted was his penis. I didn't care if other men I didn't know or online acquaintances fucked me, as long as Xiao He's penis fucked me. I was willing to be his one and only bitch.
[The End]

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