Motherly love during youthful recklessness

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A Mother's Love
in My Youthful Arrogance (Part 1) When I was in junior high school, due to historical reasons, the four of us had to squeeze into a small house of less than 40 square meters. My father slept in a small bed, while my mother, brother, and I shared a large bed. My uncle had recently returned from military service and was working as a low-level official in the city's procuratorate.
My elementary school grades weren't bad, but due to illness, I couldn't get into junior high and ended up in a third-rate school. At the beginning of junior high, influenced by the school environment, I spent all my time playing and reading martial arts novels during class.
The first year passed, and my grades couldn't keep up, forcing me to repeat a grade. In the second year, although I still sometimes read martial arts novels, I paid much more attention in class, only reading one or two in my spare time. My grades were worlds apart from the previous year.
My father was a truck driver, only home for a week at most each month. My mother managed everything at home, but she worked as a waitress in a county-run restaurant. After work, she still had to do housework, leaving her with virtually no free time. She would fall asleep as soon as she got into bed.
Despite their busy schedules, they were overjoyed by my transformation. Right after the first semester ended that year, I joined the Youth League and became the subject representative for both chemistry and physics—a position only achievable by top students. That was the rule at my middle school; I don't know about other schools.
My mother was constantly smiling with happiness. I got whatever I wanted, and although our family wasn't wealthy, she tried her best to satisfy me.
One Sunday, as usual, I went to the bookstore to see if there were any new martial arts novels. I planned to borrow one or two to pass the boring Sunday.
But back then, not many people used the internet to write novels; it was always the same few authors. Finding a new book was difficult. The owner said they didn't have any, so I decided to find one or two good old books to "review." But after looking around, I couldn't find anything I liked. In the end, I ended up looking for books I had previously categorized as "trash" or "not good."
As I flipped through the pages, a passage suddenly caught my eye—it was what you'd call a erotic martial arts novel, though back then the descriptions weren't as detailed, but it was still captivating enough, since I'd never read anything like it before.
I blushed as I read a section and decided to borrow it.
That day, I flipped through the book several times, focusing only on the sex scenes, and even masturbated afterward. That night, after turning off the lights and going to sleep, I looked at my mother's breasts as she slept soundly beside me. The scenes described in the book kept replaying in my mind, and for the first time, I felt that women were incredibly attractive.
The next day at school, my eyes kept wandering to my female classmates; I couldn't concentrate on the lessons.
From then on, I frequently went to rental bookstores to find novels like this and masturbated often. Before long, my grades plummeted like a falling elevator. My teacher talked to me several times, but it had no effect. Finally, she visited my home. My mother was furious and asked me why, but could I tell her?
One summer evening, after my mother and brother fell asleep, I started masturbating again, fantasizing about scenes from a book. But I'd probably fantasized too many times; the stimulation wasn't enough. Half an hour passed, and I still couldn't ejaculate. I didn't know what to do, and I tossed and turned anxiously.
Let me elaborate: our room is 40 square meters. My father, mother, brother, and I share a bedroom with two beds, one large and one small. My father sleeps alone on the small bed, while my mother, brother, and I share the large one. My brother sleeps at one end of the bed… and my mother and I sleep at the other end.
I could hear my mother's deep breathing as she slept. Having slept with her on this side for so many years, I knew that once she fell asleep, it was difficult to wake her because she was so tired, having to work and do housework.
I decided to do what I did when I was a child: put my feet on top of my mother. The difference was, when I was a child, it was for comfort, and now it was for my little brother's comfort too. I gently shook my mother twice, but she didn't move, only letting out deep breaths.
I placed my left foot on top of my mother's right foot, my penis pressed against her left thigh. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and gently swayed and rubbed myself. It felt so much better than using my hand. In less than ten minutes, I ejaculated, feeling incredibly good. I fell asleep on top of my mother like that.
The next day, I looked at my shorts a little guiltily, afraid my mother would find out, but nothing seemed amiss. It was hot, and the fan had dried them long ago.
From then on, I stopped masturbating. I would only release my pent-up desire on top of my mother while she was asleep at night. My mother didn't know. Because I stopped masturbating, I slept very soundly after releasing my pent-up desire on my mother's legs every night, and I could concentrate better in class, so my studies improved.
My brother was training on the school basketball team and was almost as tired as my mother every day. He would fall asleep as soon as he got into bed, which was a good thing for me, haha. My mother was a little unhappy about me being on top of her every morning when I woke up, but what could I do? I was the youngest child in the family, and I was good at studying. A little coaxing and she would ignore me.
That night, I was on top of my mother again, my penis rubbing against her thighs, my hands gently caressing her breasts.
Her breasts slowly hardened, and her breathing became rapid, but she still didn't wake up. After a long while, I felt a jolt down my spine, my penis twitched violently, and I ejaculated.
But I still felt unsatisfied. I pressed myself against my mother again, but my crotch was soaking wet, incredibly uncomfortable. I got up, pulled off my shorts, threw them on the bedside table, and, naked, wanted to press myself against my mother again. But suddenly, my
mother bent her left leg. I was startled, thinking she had woken up, but she continued to breathe soundly as if in deep sleep. Looking closer, I realized my shorts had been thrown near her feet, and the wet crotch was pressed against her foot; she had bent her leg because she felt uncomfortable.
But I couldn't keep pressing down on my mother like that. I wanted to put her legs down, but I didn't dare to use too much force, afraid of waking her. I couldn't put them down, and I was sweating profusely, staring at my mother's knees, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, I looked at the back of my mother's knees and had an idea. I put my penis under my mother's knee joint, inserted it, held her calf with my left hand and her thigh with my right hand, and gently lifted her legs, then pressed them inwards slightly, squeezing my penis between them. I then gently began to thrust.
It felt so good to have my penis tightly squeezed between her legs! I thought that this was probably what sex was like, much more comfortable than pressing down on my mother's thighs to release my pent-up desire. Watching the flesh of my mother's beautiful legs turn inside out and push in and out with my thrusts was so stimulating!
After about a hundred thrusts, I couldn't help but ejaculate again. A rapid stream of milky white semen sprayed out, most of it onto the mosquito net, and a small portion onto my mother's other snow-white leg.
I felt a wave of drowsiness wash over me, and I gently released my mother's legs. Perhaps because I had bent her legs for too long, she straightened them as soon as I let go. I lay on top of her without even putting on my shorts and fell asleep as usual.
The next morning, I found myself wearing shorts, not the ones from the night before. The mosquito net had been taken down, and my mother gave me a slightly strange look. My mother was always the first one up in our family every day; she would make breakfast before waking us.
I froze. "Mom must have found out!" Of course she had
. There was a large yellowish substance on the mosquito net and on my legs when I woke up, and I was lying naked on top of her.
After breakfast, my brother went to school an hour earlier than me for basketball practice.
My mother sighed and said to me, "Your brother isn't cut out for studying, so your father and I are sending him to basketball practice so he can go to a sports school. Your physique isn't as good as your brother's, so you need to focus on your studies and not think about anything else. Your task now is to study hard."
I bowed my head and responded with a soft "yes." My mother seemed to want to say something, but didn't. I quickly finished my breakfast and fled to school. I didn't dare think about anything today...
For several days, I didn't dare to sleep on top of my mother, let alone touch her legs. But after a week, I couldn't hold back any longer; a week of holding back was unbearable.
That night, I guessed my mother was asleep, and my brother was even more sound asleep. I gently touched my mother, but there was no response. I impatiently pressed myself against her and rubbed my penis against her.
This time, I dared not use her legs to penetrate her vagina like last time. After ejaculating three times, my crotch was completely soaked. After I finished, I fell asleep immediately. Now, I dared not sleep on top of my mother again. I had only
been asleep for a short while when I suddenly felt someone pulling down my pants. I groggily opened my eyes and saw it was my mother. I was immediately startled awake; my pants were now covered in semen!
I stammered, "Mom..."
Mom snorted, threw a clean pair of underwear on my bare penis, and said in a low voice, "Put it on yourself, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
After saying that, she took my wet underwear, which was stained with semen, to the bathroom. So Mom wasn't asleep...
(II) The next morning, I secretly looked at my mother. She was the same as usual. It seemed that she wasn't angry with me. That meant that I could still...
After waiting for my brother to fall asleep, I couldn't wait to press myself against my mother again. This time, I didn't even bother to check if she was asleep. Because I had thought about it during the day. I was the most beloved son in the family, and my studies made my mother happy. My performance at school made my mother feel proud in front of relatives and friends. Even if my mother didn't like it, she wouldn't be too angry with me.
If she was angry with me, she would have given me a good scolding for the time I sprayed on her beautiful legs. Sure enough, when I pressed myself against my mother's legs, she moved slightly, but then let me do as I pleased.
I pressed my penis tightly against my mother's thigh, nestled my head near her ear, inhaling her scent, and wrapped my left arm around her waist (I was sleeping on her left side). I began to move rhythmically.
Slowly, my hand moved up her waist, eventually reaching her breast. My mother tensed up immediately, and with a swift movement, she slapped my hand away.
I tried again, only to be slapped away again. I had no choice but to obediently hold her waist and move back and forth on her full thighs. My mother closed her eyes, remaining motionless and letting me do as I pleased.
And so, every night, my mother let me hold her, using her beautiful legs to release my pent-up desire.
(Since this is the first time I've written something this long, I forgot to describe what my mother looks like. I was 14 years old that year, and my mother was 34. My mother's face wasn't very pretty, just average, but her figure was very standard due to her frequent physical labor—large in the right places and small in the right places. Giving birth to the two of us didn't affect her figure.) After that, my mother would get out of bed to get me a clean pair of underwear to change into, and she would soak the dirty ones to wash the next day. I had to use two pairs of underwear every day, which was really annoying.
At that time, our family wasn't very well-off, and my brother and I only had three pairs of underwear to wash and change into. Moreover, I still liked the feeling of using my mother's legs to penetrate me, but I didn't dare to ask her. After all, I knew that this was already going too far, and if I made such a request again, my mother would definitely get angry.
Finally, the opportunity came. That morning, my mother received a notice from her workplace early and had to go to work early. She cooked breakfast and left, without even washing the underwear I had changed out of the night before. It started raining at noon, and all the clothes we had washed the day before got wet. That night, my brother and I had no underwear to change into when we took a shower.
After my brother fell asleep, I tried to hug my mother again, but she wouldn't let
me. She whispered, "No more tonight, you won't have any pants to change into if you get wet." I panicked and hugged her, whispering, "Mom, but I feel uncomfortable, let me do it."
My mother firmly refused and pushed me away. I had no choice but to go to sleep, but I was used to relieving myself before sleeping every night, so how could I sleep like this? I tossed and turned, and my little brother was almost bursting through my pants.
My mother saw me like this and thought I couldn't sleep without pressing on him, so she told me to press on him as usual. But as soon as I pressed on him, she knew it wasn't like that. In the end, my mother had no choice but to let me relieve myself, but only if I took off my pants to avoid getting wet.
I was more than happy to do that, so I quickly took off my pants and pressed myself naked on my mother. But my mother wouldn't let me do it on her thighs, saying she was afraid of getting her clothes wet. She said I could only do it on her calves. My mother even got up and adjusted her calves to fit me comfortably.
I whispered, "Mom, let me do it myself. I promise I won't get my clothes wet."
My mother thought for a moment and agreed. I excitedly sat up next to my mother, hugging her. "Mom, you're so good."
My mother chuckled and scolded softly, "You little devil! Hurry up, you have school tomorrow."
I knelt beside my mother's outstretched legs, gently stroking her smooth thighs. My little brother was already hard. My mother looked at me shyly and closed her eyes, scolding softly, "You little rascal, hurry up and finish! What are you touching me for? I want to sleep."
My mother wanted to lie down and let me play by myself like before, but I stopped her. My mother looked at me in confusion. I told her to put her legs back and hug her knees. My mother did as I did. I knelt in the crook of her legs and pressed my little brother against her knee joint from the side.
Because my mother hugged me very tightly, her thighs and calves were almost one. I pressed against her vulva and tried to insert it the first time but couldn't. My mother realized what I meant and loosened her grip a little to make it easier for me to enter. But I stopped her. I tried to force it in myself, but failed several times. Finally, my mother loosened her grip, letting me in and then tighten my grip again.
I held my mother's legs tightly with both hands, thrusting my hips repeatedly. The feeling was so good, tight and slippery. My mother's legs were just amazing...
After thrusting hundreds of times, my mother felt her legs go numb. I finally ejaculated, a gush of semen shooting onto the inside of my mother's thighs. I groaned softly. It felt so good. My semen flowed down my mother's thighs into her underwear. My mother let out a soft cry and quickly got out of bed to clean up the gift her son had left on her underwear for the first time.
Since then, I no longer needed to press down on my mother's thighs to release my pent-up desire. Every time, I used this method, holding my mother's thighs tightly, the feeling of my penis thrusting against my mother's knee joints was really great.
(III) One day, one of my younger brothers brought me a book as a gift. No doubt about it, I'm the boss in the class. Even those who are tough and fierce treat me with utmost respect. They'd only be rude to me if they didn't want to pass the exam. Who says high scores are useless?
I flipped through it, and only two words came to mind: "Top-notch!"
From that book, I learned about anal sex for the first time. The long-lost tension of secretly reading novels during class returned, but that book gave me one feeling: "So good."
After finishing it, I seriously considered a question: Why didn't my mother want me to have sex with her? To be honest, my mother's buttocks are really beautiful. It must feel amazing to penetrate her. I only realized now that I had never really looked at my mother closely before. Otherwise, why would I only think of my mother's buttocks as so sexy now?
After some time, I knew that as long as my studies were good, my mother would generally agree to my requests, as long as they weren't too outrageous.
After class, I told my younger brother that I would take this book home and read it slowly. I asked him if he had any other books, and if he could give me one or two more, I promised he would get 80 points in every subject this semester. My brother readily agreed; he had taken this book specifically for the exams a month later.
The next morning, he brought two more books and secretly slipped them into my hands. Because of the book he lent me yesterday, I wasn't really interested in penetrating my mother's thighs last night and ejaculated hastily.
After my mother fell asleep, I secretly reached under her and touched her buttocks. Her tight anus made me want to immediately flip her over and fuck her cunt.
The two books my younger brother brought were about anal sex and incest. I was very excited after reading them; it turned out I wasn't the only one.
I knew that if I got good grades on my final exams in a month, maybe my mother would agree to let me be a little more unrestrained, and maybe I'd have a chance… hehe… But before that, I had to study hard. True
to my word, after that, I gave up all opportunities to play and focused on studying. My mother was pleased but also worried I was overworking myself, so she kept urging me to go out and play for a while. I told her I wanted to do well in my studies and get good grades on the finals.
My mother thought I was working hard to get into a top high school and didn't say anything more. But she didn't realize that I was only in the first semester of eighth grade; who at such a young age would think about things a year and a half later? I did work hard, that's true, but it was also hard work to deflower her. Judging from the way I secretly touched my mother's anus with my fingers, I guessed her little chrysanthemum had never been used by my father. I was so looking forward to opening her virgin anus.
Before I knew it, it was the final exams. Thanks to my previous hard work, my results were excellent; I got first place in two subjects and was in the top 20 in the rest. My mother was overjoyed. When I took the report card home for her to sign, she hugged me tightly, smiling, and asked what prize I wanted.
Could she give me what I wanted? If I said I wanted to deflower her, I'd definitely get a good beating. I just went along with my mother's usual tone and said I was studying hard to get into a top high school, not for prizes.
My mother even praised me for growing up and becoming sensible. Tears of joy streamed down my face. She insisted on a reward, so I thought, "Okay, I'll ask for a little something first." I hugged my mother tightly and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I want to do it with you now, okay?"
My mother hesitated for a moment, looked around. My brother wasn't home yet, and my father was out on a long-distance bus. Of course, no one was home. She thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.
My mother checked the door to make sure it was closed, then turned around and took off her coat and then her pants.
Looking at my mother's buttocks, sticking up as she bent over to take off her pants, my penis throbbed. Her beautiful buttocks, encased in her small panties, and the indented crevice in the middle—that was the goal I'd been striving for all month.
I wanted to pounce on her right now, pull down her panties, and thrust my penis inside her!
Suddenly, an idea struck me. Even if I couldn't actually penetrate my mother's anus, I could still taste the beauty of her buttocks. I unzipped her pants, pulled out my penis, and rushed over, hugging her from behind.
My mother and I both screamed. My mother screamed because her anus had been attacked; even though she was wearing underwear, it was still quite a pain for her. I, on the other hand, almost broke my penis because I used too much force.
My mother quickly straightened her back, covered her anus with her hand, and asked me a little angrily, "What are you doing? Why so forceful? Couldn't you have waited a little longer?"
I knew my mother was genuinely angry, so I quickly put on a wronged expression, "I've been too stressed from studying lately, and I wanted to relax after the exams. I couldn't help but do this when I saw you like this."
My mother saw how hard I had worked studying lately, and since I hadn't released my energy during the exams, she forgave me. Actually, I had deliberately held back so I could play with her more after the exams.
My mother sighed, touched her still slightly sore anus, and said, "Alright, go to bed now. I'll let you have your way."
She turned and walked towards the bed.
"Yay!"
I mentally made a victory gesture, but of course, I couldn't show any expression on my face.
I grabbed my mother's arm. "Mom, can you bend over like that? It looks so good!"
At that time, the word "sexy" didn't exist in my vocabulary.
My mother paused for a moment. "You little rascal, always coming up with mischievous ideas. Fine, consider it a reward today. Do whatever you want."
My mother scolded me affectionately, then bent over, her buttocks sticking up high, her panties taut, clearly showing her cleft. My penis was already erect, protesting why I hadn't started yet.
My mother turned around and called to me, "Hurry up, it's tiring like this."
I quickly pressed against her, my penis pressed tightly against her beautiful buttocks, separated from her anus by only a layer of fabric. If it weren't for that fabric, it would be so much better. I held my mother's slender waist with both hands, my penis sliding between her buttocks. I really wanted to penetrate her. Oh, little brother, I'm sorry to trouble you for now, but in a couple of days I'll grant your wish.
I slid my penis forcefully between my mother's buttocks, my hands caressing her waist. After a while, my mother, unable to bear the pain of the rush of blood to her head, tried to straighten her back. My penis was still pressed against her buttocks. Straightening her back allowed me to fully contact her beautiful buttocks, and my penis felt amazing. My hands couldn't be neglected either; I grasped my mother's breasts. My mother tried to remove my hands.
I whispered in her ear, "Mom, let me touch them. You promised to make me happy today, so consider this my reward."
My mother held my hands tightly, considered for a long time, and slowly loosened them. During this time, my penis, of course, didn't stop, constantly rubbing against my mother's buttocks.
I gripped my mother's breasts tightly, and in a moment of excitement, I increased the speed of my penis, rubbing it quickly a few times. I hugged my mother tightly from behind, excitedly shouting "Mom!"
and ejaculated.
Because my penis was tightly sandwiched between my mother's buttocks and mine, this rapid ejaculation sprayed semen all over my mother's back and my chest. I quickly grabbed some tissues to clean my mother and me up.
My mother thought I had enough and picked up her clothes to put them on, but I stopped her. I hugged her tightly from behind again and unhooked her bra, revealing her beautiful breasts. My mother moved her hand slightly, but in the end, she didn't stop me. I gently massaged her breasts.
After a while, my penis became aroused again, and my mother felt it, of course. This time, because it was soft at first, when it became hard, it was right between my mother's legs, still separated from the sacred place where I was born by a layer of cloth. My mother instinctively squeezed her legs together.
Before, my mother wouldn't allow me to touch her genitals, and now it was the same with my penis. I hugged my mother tightly and quickly started moving back and forth before she could react, but surprisingly, my mother didn't object.
I became bolder and moved my hand down, but my mother stopped me, saying, "You can't touch there with your hands."
I knew that my mother would absolutely not allow it there, so I grabbed my mother's hand and made her hold my glans. Otherwise, without something blocking the way, it was always a little uncomfortable.
My mother touched it and recoiled as if electrocuted. I rested my head on her shoulder and gently nibbled her ear. "Mom, hold it for me, it'll come faster that way."
My mother had no choice but to hold it with her hand and gently stroke my glans with her fingers. Ah…it felt so good to be touched by my mother's hands, roughened by years of work!
I thrust rapidly between my mother's legs, enjoying the intimate contact between my glans and her hand. Soon, I ejaculated a second time. What's the rush? There's plenty of time today. A third time! This time, my mother didn't immediately put on her clothes, waiting to see if I wanted more. Anyway, my brother hadn't come back yet; I could put on my clothes when he got to the door. Again!
This day was truly exhilarating, but I still hoped the day of my deflowering would come quickly, around the time my father returned.
My mother was a conservative and traditional woman; she didn't know about the anal sex, and her son was already plotting to take her virginity. My mother was somewhat indecisive and spoiled me excessively. As long as I did well in my studies, she didn't care what I wanted. That's why I was able to engage in almost incestuous acts with her.
(IV) Father's day off arrived. Mother bought groceries early, cooked dinner, and waited with us for Father to come home.
Around 6 PM, Father finally arrived home. After dinner and showers, Father gave my brother and me 5 yuan each, telling us to go out and play and come back later.
I knew why. Any normal man, after a month of abstinence, would definitely act like Father when he got home. Just now, Father was glancing at Mother's breasts while eating, not even touching the food, just eating.
Father was a clean freak, so it was definitely impossible for him to drive around looking for prostitutes, so Mother's anus was naturally untouched. Hehe, lucky me, the longer Father abstained, the more advantageous it was for my plan. Back then, I didn't know about sleeping pills. Unless it was rape, Mother would never let me use her anus. You see, Mother always maintained a boundary. It was fine to mess around outside, but absolutely not inside.
My brother and I played at the billiard hall on the street until 11 pm. I had the night program on and wasn't in the mood to play, so I gave all my money to my brother to exchange for tokens. My brother's eyes were glued to the game screen for hours, and when we got back, he kept yawning, wanting nothing more than to go to sleep.
That was fine; it eliminated one potential obstacle. When we got home, my mother greeted us looking a little tired. Dad must have been holding back for too long, but he still seemed a bit unsatisfied.
We quickly got into bed, and my mother lay down with us. But soon after the lights were turned off, I heard my father get up from the next bed and call my mother to his bed. My mother was probably afraid we would hear, and she was also tired and sleepy, so she refused. But my father insisted, and my mother had no choice but to go.
I heard my mother's suppressed moans. Luckily, the small bed my father slept in was made of iron, otherwise, the creaking sound would have made me even more uncomfortable. Thinking about how I would soon be deflowered, my little brother became even harder. I held it, turned away, not wanting my father or mother to see.
About an hour later, my mother returned to my bed, and my father fell into a deep sleep. After so much sex, he was exhausted, so he told me to leave the rest to him.
My mother was also exhausted and tried to sleep as soon as she lay down, but I turned and hugged her. She was startled, not expecting me to still be awake. Her face flushed; she probably knew I had just heard her moans.
I hugged my mother tightly and whispered, "Mom, I want it too."
Hearing the "too," my mother blushed even more. She coaxed me softly, "Not tonight, your dad's back. Besides, Mom's too tired. We can do it tomorrow, okay, okay?"
I pressed my penis tightly against my mother's lower abdomen. "Don't feel numb. Dad's asleep. He doesn't know. Mom, you just sleep. Let me do it myself."
My mother listened to my father's breathing and decided he was asleep. She said helplessly, "Okay, but be careful. Don't make too much noise. If your dad finds out, he'll kill you. I'm going to sleep now. You do it yourself."
My mother then lay down and closed her eyes. Ugh, what am I supposed to do now?
"Mom, I want to use your butt,"
I quickly whispered in my mother's ear.
My mother didn't say anything, but turned her body away from me, her buttocks sticking out towards me for my convenience. I suppressed my ecstatic excitement. My mother always waited for me to finish before going to sleep, and I hadn't had the chance in a long time, unless it was rape. Tonight, the opportunity had finally arrived.
I pulled my penis out of my pants and pressed it tightly against my mother's beautiful buttocks, gently rubbing it. I couldn't rush it; I had to wait until she was sound asleep. I held back for an hour until my mother finally succumbed to sleep and drifted off to dreamland.
I quietly got up, greedily gazing at my mother's beautiful and alluring buttocks. My hands trembled as I reached for her panties. Once those were removed, I would be done. I gently laid my mother down, supporting her buttocks with my left hand, and slowly removing the last layer of protection from her body with my right. My mother's lower body was finally exposed.
I looked at her smooth abdomen, the alluring dark forest, and the inverted triangle between her legs. Undeniably, it was captivating, but that wasn't my goal. I would visit the sacred place of my birth another time.
I touched that dark forest, then positioned my mother in the same side-lying position as before. I stared at the chrysanthemum bud I had longed for, gently touching it a few times with my fingers. Each touch caused the little chrysanthemum to contract inward like a mimosa.
Afraid of waking my mother if I touched it too much, I smeared my glans with saliva. I learned this from a book. Then, lying on my side, I aligned my penis with the correct position, just outside the chrysanthemum. The chrysanthemum shyly contracted, perfectly clamping the glans.
I then held my mother's waist with one hand and checked the position again with the other, making sure it was correct. I took my underwear and placed it near my mother's mouth, so she wouldn't be able to hold back her cries of pain and could cover her mouth if she did.
Everything was ready, and I could begin. I tightened my grip on my mother, then used my other hand to cover her mouth with the underwear, while simultaneously thrusting my penis in. But the virgin territory was just too tight; only half of the glans could penetrate.
My mother cried out in pain, but I covered her mouth with my underwear, turning it into a muffled groan. She tried to push me away, but I was holding her too tightly. At this moment, I stopped covering her mouth. I had only covered it earlier to prevent her from unconsciously crying out in pain, but now that she was awake, we both understood the consequences if someone found out.
I held her waist tightly with both hands, placing one foot in front of her, pressing myself firmly against her body. I thrust my penis in forcefully, and tears streamed down my mother's face. Unable to push me away, she rolled forward, ending up face down on the bed.
I pressed myself firmly against her back, making it easier to penetrate her. With another push, the entire head of my penis was inside. The sensation inside was wonderful—tight, soft, and hot. I wanted to reach the very bottom in one go.
My mother's experience was different. Her buttocks were aching, but she dared not cry out in pain, unable to push me away. She could only bite the pillow, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face. My mother kept hitting my back with her hands, turning her head to look at me pleadingly, wanting me to stop.
I knew it was time to make things clear with my mother; now that we were at each other's throats, it was the perfect opportunity to negotiate. I stopped my attack, but didn't retreat either, remaining still and kissing my mother's cheek.
My mother took a breath, enduring the pain of her anal fissure, and whispered, "You can't do this, let go of Mommy. If you want Mommy to help you, I'll let you touch me wherever you want, please get up, please, be good, listen to me."
I pressed my face against my mother's face and said, "Mom, I don't want any of that. I've wanted this for so long. You can make me get up, but only if you let me put it in here." As
I spoke, I moved my hand down, touching my mother's vulva, my fingers even touching her labia.
My mother was startled and pushed me away. "No, I'm your mother. You can't do this. If you want to have sex with me, we can be like before. I'll use my legs to help you."
I firmly refused. "Mom, there are only two options now. Either you let me do this, or you let me be with you like Dad was."
My mother was terrified. "Isn't there any other way?"
I said, "Yes."
"What way?"
"Wake up Dad and let him beat me to death."
My mother didn't say anything more after hearing that. She closed her eyes. I knew my mother agreed, so I continued.
My mother frowned and whispered, "Gently, it hurts."
Tears streamed down her face. I pressed my face against hers and gently licked her with my tongue, while simultaneously thrusting my lower body forward. My mother frowned, groaned, and turned her head to bite the pillow tightly with her teeth.
I felt relieved and thrust harder. This time, my mother's whole body trembled, and she stiffened.
But I was already fully inside, inside my mother's warm rectum, feeling her instinctive sobs, so hot and tight.
I started thrusting rapidly, my mother didn't move, letting me do as I pleased. My whole body was pressed against my mother's back, wishing I could become one with her. My hands reached down from behind to touch her breasts, the feeling was amazing!
After about a hundred rapid thrusts, it was so stimulating, I thrust hard, penetrating deep into my mother's body, ejaculating inside her rectum for the first time.
As I ejaculated, my mother's whole body stiffened, her buttocks clenched tightly, almost breaking me.
After deflowering my mother's anus, she tried to push me off, but I held her tightly, and she didn't move either, because she knew my capabilities.
After resting for a while, we went at it again. I placed my mother's hands under her head to elevate her body, making it easier for me. My mother let me do as I pleased, and I slowly made piston-like movements on her back. I had been too hasty earlier and ejaculated too quickly; now I wanted to savor the taste of my mother's genitals.
My hands slowly roamed over my mother's body. Although she had let me touch her before, there were still some places I couldn't go. Like now, my hand touched my mother's mons pubis.
My mother's body trembled, and she whispered, "That's not a place you can touch. Take it away."
She tried to push me away with her hands, but we were in her way, so she could only grab my arm, which she couldn't remove. I moved my hand to my mother's labia and gently touched them.
My mother's breathing became rapid. "No, don't, don't touch there, stop!"
At that moment, I also reached my climax and ejaculated again inside my mother's anus. After I finished, I obediently lay on my mother's back, placed my hands on her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I'm sorry. But I love you so much, I just couldn't help myself."
Upon hearing this, tears streamed down my mother's face uncontrollably. "It's all because I spoiled you too much before, agreeing to everything you wanted, even things I shouldn't have agreed to. Now it's all like this. How am I supposed to face anyone?"
I knew that my mother's emotions were very unstable, and she didn't know anything about anal sex.
I said, "Mom, I know this is wrong and it hurts you, but it's the same whether I've inserted it into your thighs before or your anus now. It's not like what Dad and I did, so what's the difference? It just hurts a little, but it'll be fine in a day or two. I promise you, I'll study hard from now on and get into a top high school. Please don't be angry anymore."
My mother, though unaware of anal sex, wasn't stupid. She snorted, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. If you do this again, I'll cut off your little penis. And where is it that's so dirty? Aren't you afraid of hygiene doing this? From now on..." "Don't even think about it. Just go and study properly, and don't get any more ideas."
Seeing that my mother's tone had softened, I quickly said, "Mom, it's not dirty at all. It'll be fine after a wash. Anyway, Dad doesn't want it, so just let me use it! You remember how I was in the first year of junior high. I did so badly because I often had to do my studies all by myself. You don't want me to fail to get into a top high school, do you?"
At home, everything revolves around my getting into a top high school; everything else has to take a backseat. My mother only cooperated with me in the first place because she was afraid I wouldn't be motivated to study. Now she's brought out this trump card again.
Sure enough, the trump card worked very well on my mother. She stopped talking.
After a while, she finally laid down three rules with me: 1. I can insert it into your anus, but only after you've cleaned it. After that, I have to clean it too.
2. You can't touch the place where I was born, which is your vagina. My mother is too shy to say it out loud. And you can't even think about doing anything there.
3. You can't do it too often each day, to avoid harming your health.
I readily agreed. The first point was fine, but the second and third were problematic. As the great man said, specific problems should be solved specifically. I haven't even tried my mother's little cunt yet, how could I let it go?
As for the third point, I won't get off until I'm satisfied. Does my mother think she's afraid of waking someone up to make me get off?
Just like now, my penis has gotten hard again after resting for so long.
My mother can feel it under me, of course. She struggles, not wanting me to penetrate her, twisting her hips back and forth, but that only makes my little brother even hotter. Hehe, you asked for it. I hugged my mother tightly. "Mom, can I do it one more time?"
My mother tried to refuse. "Have you forgotten what I just told you? Too much is bad for your health and will affect your studies. Besides, I haven't washed yet, I'm dirty."
I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, it's a holiday now, it's okay. Besides, I already went in, it doesn't matter if I go in again. I know it still hurts, but I really want it. Let me do it one more time, the last time tonight, okay, good mom?"
My mother had no choice but to agree. "Remember, get off and go to sleep when you're done."
I immediately grabbed my penis and thrust it into my mother's anus, which was still stained with blood. My
mother groaned. "Gently."
But I was already halfway in, and with a little more force, the other half went in too. No longer worried about my mother's resistance, I enjoyed it with peace of mind, my hands busy exploring every part of my mother's body except her vulva.
Suddenly, because I used too much force, I accidentally knocked my mother's hair, which was coiled on her head, down. I smoothed my mother's black hair, long and flowing over her snow-white shoulders, moving up and down in rhythm with my movements.
So beautiful and sexy, I couldn't resist, and quickly thrust a few more times until I came.
Tonight, my mother's rectum was practically my urinal, haha, my wish fulfilled, it felt so good. After I got off, my mother got up, took a damp towel, and wiped my penis clean. Then she secretly went to take a shower. Why? Need I say more? Tonight was truly wonderful.
(V) The next morning, my mother waited at the door for a colleague to pass by and ask someone to ask her workplace for leave. Why? You could tell from her limping gait. My father thought it was his doing last night and was quite pleased with himself. Actually, it was me, his son, who did it.
Watching my mother walk with a limp, my penis began to swell again. When my father wasn't looking, I secretly touched her round buttocks, even poking my finger into her anus, which had just been deflowered the night before. My mother slapped me hard and glared at me, but there was no anger in her eyes; it was more like a lovers' quarrel. Hearing
the noise, my father asked, "What's wrong?"
My mother replied, "There are mosquitoes." "
Oh, right, I'm going out for a walk later, just visiting a friend. I'll probably be back in the evening, so don't wait for me for lunch."
I was overjoyed to hear my father's words. "Dad, give me some more money so I can go out and play. It's a holiday, let me relax a bit."
My father gave me five yuan. "Play is fine, but don't neglect your studies."
"What about my brother's share?"
I held out my other hand.
"You little rascal, you're quite the brother."
My father took out another five yuan and gave it to me. Back then, prices were cheap, and five yuan was a considerable sum, enough for me to play for most of the day. A game coin only cost 20 cents. Of course, my brother couldn't get that much money from our father except for me; after all, I was the family's darling.
My mother watched me with a doting expression. "You silly child, you only know how to play as soon as the holidays start. You don't even rest. Be careful you don't wear yourself out."
Hehe, little did my mother know what I was thinking. Since you're worried about me getting tired, then I'll just stay home and "get some rest" today.
After a while, my father left, and my brother got up too. I handed him
the money, saying, "This is what Dad gave me, money for going out to play today." My brother took the money and finished his meal in a few bites. "Mom, let's go out to play."
My mother responded, "Okay."
My brother grabbed my arm, "Come on, let's play a few more rounds."
My brother pulled me towards the door, but I stopped at the door. "Brother, you can have this 5 yuan too. I want to go to my classmate's house today, it's free."
My brother looked at me strangely. "You really don't want to go?"
"Yes, and also, Mom will be out at noon, so I'll have to take care of lunch myself. I'll eat at my classmate's house."
My brother was overjoyed. He wouldn't have to come back for lunch and could spend the whole day at the arcade. He immediately let go of my hand and ran to the arcade. Ha, what's so fun about video games? I have something a hundred times more fun than video games.
Once inside, I locked the door, immediately stripped off all my clothes, and, naked and with my big, hard penis erect, went to the kitchen to find my mother. She must be washing dishes right now. I saw my mother lean forward slightly, making her buttocks appear even more prominent.
I grabbed her from behind and shouted "Mom!" in her ear,
my penis pressing even harder against her newly deflowered anus.
My mother was startled and almost dropped the bowl she was holding. After a moment, she came to her senses and asked, "Weren't you out playing with your brother? Did he bully you?"
"Mom, didn't you just say you were worried I'd get too tired? You told me to rest. I'll rest at home today."
I deliberately emphasized the word "rest," while forcefully rubbing my penis against my mother's buttocks.
Only then did my mother notice my strange behavior and realize I was completely naked. She blushed. "No, don't do this."
"Mom, I want it."
My penis continued to rub against my mother's buttocks.
My mother said, "No, I'm still in pain from what you did last night. Can we not do it today?"
I let go of her. "Mom, look how uncomfortable my little brother is. Give it to me." My
mother turned around and saw my menacing little brother pounding in the air. She quickly turned away, her face as red as a sheet. I then poked my penis against her buttocks, letting her feel its hardness.
"Mom, your buttocks are amazing!"
With this thrust, half of my glans sank into her buttocks. My mother clearly felt the hardness of my penis and knew that I was determined to make it work today. She sighed, "Okay, but not now. Can we do it after I finish washing the dishes and cleaning up?"
"No, you wash your dishes, I'll do mine. I like this position. Besides, you just washed last night, and you haven't pooped today, so you don't need to wash again."
I ignored my mother's reaction and went to take off her pants. Back then, the concept of clothing wasn't like it is now; my mother always wore pants. I unbuckled my mother's belt, and with a slight tug, her pants fell down to her ankles. I then pulled down her underwear, parted her legs slightly, and forcefully spread her buttocks, revealing her little chrysanthemum, which I had just ravaged the night before.
It still looked a little red and slightly open, as if beckoning me to enter. My mother placed her hands on the edge of the washbasin, her buttocks slightly arched back, and closed her eyes, ready for my penetration. I gripped my hard, iron-like penis and thrust in forcefully, returning to the place I had pioneered the night before. It
felt so good; I rammed and pounded into my mother's rectum. My mother groaned softly. She had only been deflowered by me last night, penetrated three times, and wasn't even fully recovered. Now, with such forceful ravaging, it was no wonder it hurt.
"Gently, gently, it hurts so much,"
my mother pleaded softly.
But I felt even more excited, hugging my mother even tighter, almost breaking her waist, and thrusting my penis even more vigorously. "Mom, your ass is mine from now on, it's mine alone, oh, it feels so good, Mom, I love you..." After fucking
my mother's ass for a long time, I finally ejaculated inside her anus, a thick stream of semen gushing out deep into her rectum.
But I was still not satisfied. I rested my head on my mother's shoulder, my semi-erect penis still inside her ass, letting it come out on its own, I wasn't going to pull it out.
My mother was helpless at my actions, "Sweetie, let Mom finish washing the dishes first, then I'll play with you, okay? Go lie down on the bed for a while."
My mother knew I wouldn't give up after just one time.
"Mom, let me help you wash the dishes."
I hugged my mother like that, watching her wash the dishes absentmindedly, my hands occasionally wandering over her body.
My mother finally finished washing up. She washed her hands under the sink tap and said to me, "Okay, now what do you want to do?"
"Mom, let's go to bed."
I clung to her like Siamese twins as we walked to the bed. "Mom, take off your shirt too."
My mother silently complied. I usually don't ask my mother to take off as little as possible; it's probably her last bit of dignity.
"Mom, can you lie like a puppy?"
My mother turned and gave me a sidelong glance, then did as I said. Her hands were crossed, her head resting on them, her legs bent, kneeling, her vulva raised high.
Wow, my mother looked so alluring lying on her knees like a puppy. Her round, white buttocks were sticking up high, her bright red anus was dripping with the thick, white semen I had just ejaculated inside, and her alluring little vulva was half-hidden before my eyes. Instantly, all the blood in my body rushed to my penis.
I knelt behind my mother's buttocks, slowly stroking her smooth skin, touching her entire buttocks, then her thighs. But I didn't touch the sacred place that gave me birth, because I remembered our promise—this was the final boundary between us. Touching it would surely make her angry.
I adjusted my position, aimed at her anus, and thrust hard, beginning our second anal sex session of the day. My mother groaned, her body jerking forward, but immediately pulling back. Filled with boundless love for her, I began to thrust forcefully.
This time, due to the pain, her anus involuntarily contracted and expanded. At first, I wasn't used to it, causing me a lot of trouble, but I gradually mastered the rhythm, pulling out when it contracted and thrusting in when it expanded. The more I thrust, the more excited I became, the larger the movements. Sometimes, when I pulled out, only the head of my penis remained inside her anus before I shoved the whole thing back in.
As my movements intensified, so did my pain, and she involuntarily groaned. I became even more excited, gripping my mother's buttocks tightly with both hands, my fingers turning white from the force.
After about half an hour of penetration, I finally couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate. I quickly sped up my thrusts a few times, then forcefully pushed into my mother's anus, inserting my entire penis.
My penis trembled violently inside her anus before I ejaculated. At that moment, I collapsed weakly onto my mother, flattening her body so I was now lying on her back. But my penis remained, half-erect, inside her anus.
My mother rested for a moment, then nudged me. "It's almost noon. I need to get up and make lunch. Your brother will be back soon. Hurry up and get ready."
"Mom, don't worry, my brother won't be coming back today,"
I said smugly.
"Why?"
"I gave all the money Dad gave me to my brother. He'll be eating out today. I told him you're going out at noon and won't be cooking lunch, so you're all mine today."
I hugged my mother even tighter, gently rubbing my head against her back.
"You little rascal..."
My mother knew she was going to be tormented all day. "Don't be so rough next time. You're practically breaking my body in two."
Hearing her words, my little brother immediately reacted, eager to get started. I pressed on; my mother was mine for the whole day.
Since deflowering my mother, her affection for me had deepened. Although she didn't understand the concept of anal sex, she still thought it was no different from when I used her legs and hands to ejaculate. Even though I ejaculated inside her, in her mind, intercourse could only be done through the vagina. So she didn't care what I did; after all, I was her most beloved son.
I took full advantage of my mother's doting love, and in return, I received constant praise from my teachers. The school almost recommended me for a top high school, meaning I wouldn't have to take the entrance exam for high school (though that was a year later). My mother was ecstatic, and relatives and friends praised me endlessly.
My mother treated me even better. Originally, there was no door between our kitchen and bedroom, but I made an excuse that the cooking smoke would bother the person in the bedroom, so I got my father to install a door. This way, every day at noon, as long as I closed the kitchen door, I could do whatever I wanted with my mother.
Even if she was cooking, I would pull down her pants, take out my penis, and thrust it hard into her anus. My mother would obediently let me finish before continuing to cook, or she would endure the sensation of me thrusting in her anus while frantically throwing everything into the pot, quietly cooperating with me.
Needless to say, at night she would cooperate with whatever position I wanted. Either I'd lie on her back and thrust hard into her anus, or she'd let me do a doggy-style position for her anus. Afterwards, she'd quietly and carefully clean me with a damp towel.
But I longed to leave my penis inside her anus, like on a holiday, lying naked on her smooth, soft back, comfortably sleeping. But she was afraid my brother would see, so she refused.
Recently, I've been eyeing her mouth again, wanting her to give me oral sex, to use the same mouth she used to scold me with to serve my penis—a kind of revenge, I suppose. But I can't rush it; if the timing isn't right, it'll offend her, and then it'll be counterproductive.
The opportunity came. Today was the day my mother's period started. When I tried to take off her pants that night, my mother refused me for the first time ever. "I'm not feeling well today, can I not?"
In the past, when my mother had her period, she would lie face down on the bed with her feet on the floor so I could insert my penis into her anus, because she was afraid of soiling the bed. But this time was different. My mother had a cold and fever a couple of days ago, and today happened to be the day her period started. She was a little weak, so she refused me.
"Mom, but I can't sleep if I don't ejaculate at night."
My mother was at her wits' end. "Then let's use the old way. Just use my legs for now, and I'll let you do it when I'm better."
"Mom, I don't want to. That's no fun. I still prefer the warm, soft feeling of you inside me. My legs are too hard and uncomfortable."
My mother couldn't persuade me otherwise. "Then what do you want? I'm really not feeling well today."
"How about your mouth? It's soft and warm there."
"No way! Why do you always come up with such crazy ideas? Your mouth is for eating, not for doing this kind of thing."
"Mom, don't be like that. It's multi-purpose. Like your buttocks, they're only for pooping, but now I'm using them. Besides, your mouth is much cleaner than your buttocks. If I use your buttocks, you're afraid I'll get sick, but with your mouth, you won't. I know this makes you feel disgusted, even though I really want it. But if you don't agree, that's fine. I won't force you. I love you the most, Mom."
I hugged my mother and pressed my penis tightly against her body. Since I couldn't force her, I could only appeal to her affection.
My mother thought for a long time. I held her without moving. "Silly child, you were born of your mother. What's there to be disgusted about? I can help you with my mouth, but you have to wash up first. Also, don't ejaculate in my mouth, understand?"
My mother agreed. I immediately rolled over and got up, quickly washed my penis in the bathroom, and rushed back to the bedroom.
I took a blanket and laid it on the floor, making my mother kneel on it, her upper body straight, her head right between my legs. I took off my pants, exposing my penis to my mother's eyes. Although I had done it to my mother many times, and her buttocks had been penetrated repeatedly, she had never seen my penis so close before. Even without light, I could clearly see my mother blushing.
She closed her eyes and gently moved her head between my legs. I pressed my penis against my mother's lips, and she slightly opened her mouth to receive my penis. My mother clearly had no experience with oral sex; she just stared blankly at it. But that made me feel incredibly good. I had opened two of the three holes in my mother's body, her virgin territory. Except for her womb, the sacred place where I was born, my penis had enjoyed every other part of her body. I possessed my mother more thoroughly than my father.
I began to teach my mother oral sex using the knowledge I had learned from books. I instructed her to use her tongue to circle the edge of my glans, to lick my urethral opening from time to time, and to gently rub the part of my penis that wasn't inside her with her hand.
My mother did as I said. It felt so good. The friction of my mother's soft tongue against my glans almost made me ejaculate. I couldn't hold back anymore and started thrusting, using my mother's mouth as a vagina. Just wait, Mom, I will conquer all the holes in your body, and cover every part of your body that makes my penis feel good with my semen as a banner of my conquest.
My mother was caught off guard, and my penis plunged deep into her throat. She coughed uncomfortably and pushed me away. "Don't go in so deep."
My mother would never use the words "insert" or "go in" unless absolutely necessary. I wondered what would happen if she said "penis" or "cock." Right now, she would never utter those words.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I was too hasty. I won't do it again."
I was joking. Although I really wanted to thrust deep into my mother's throat and ejaculate inside, if her coughing woke up my older brother, I'd be finished. This wasn't the way to act.
I had my mother hold my penis with both hands, but not too tightly, so that most of it was in her grasp, with only a small portion in her mouth. This way, I could thrust freely without worrying about losing control and going in too deep.
My mother's tongue pressed tightly against my penis. At first, she was very nervous, and she had forgotten the pressure she used to apply when she masturbated me. Her tongue was either too tight or too loose, and it didn't cooperate with the movement of my penis at all; it just kept pressing tightly against it.
I had no choice but to stop thrusting, untie my mother's hair, and gently stroke the back of her head. "Mom, don't be nervous, relax. I won't put it down your throat."
My mother opened her eyes and looked at me, her eyes filled with gratitude. She took a few deep breaths, signaled with her eyes that I could start, and then closed her eyes again. I began to violate my mother's small mouth and her hands, which were a little rough from working. It was a double whammy.
After my mother relaxed, her tongue began to match my thrusts, and her hands held my penis neither too tightly nor too loosely. I stopped worrying and focused intently on moving my penis in and out of her small hands and mouth. Her tongue seemed to be enjoying the struggle with my penis; as I approached climax, her movements noticeably quickened. My mother showed no intention of letting me pull out, so I finally reminded her, "Mom, I'm going to cum, let me go."
My mother was startled and quickly released me. She gave me a grateful look, appreciating that I remembered what she said. Her hands continued to masturbate me, but for some reason, even though I was almost ejaculating, her hands hadn't come after dozens of strokes.
My mother looked at me suspiciously, and I shook my head, indicating I didn't know either. Looking at my penis moving in her hands, my mother suddenly opened her hands, looked at the calluses on her hands, and probably thought that her hands were too rough, which was why I couldn't ejaculate.
My mother suddenly straightened her back, making her chest level with my crotch. She slipped my penis under her bra and inserted it between her breasts, my penis reaching her chin. She gently squeezed my penis between her chin. She
whispered, "Move." Moved,
I whispered "Mom," and began to thrust. My mother pressed her breasts inward forcefully, gripping my penis tightly.
I thrust dozens of times, my penis trembling violently, and I ejaculated, a thick stream of semen spraying powerfully onto my mother's chin. The semen flowed down her neck, through her bra, and onto her breasts. I whispered
, "Mom, wait a moment."
I went to the bathroom and got a clean towel, then unhooked her bra, which was soaked with my semen, and carefully wiped it off.
My mother looked at me gently and smiled slightly. "My son has grown up."
I placed the towel by the bed and gently helped my mother onto the bed. "Mom, I'm sorry."
My mother looked at me with confusion, not understanding why I was apologizing so suddenly.
I pressed myself against my mother and whispered in her ear, "You've been so good to me. Even when I made unreasonable demands, you always satisfied me. I used you as a tool for my lust. First, I secretly used your thighs while you were asleep, and then I used the back of your legs as a tool to penetrate you. When you found out, you didn't blame me. You even put aside your dignity as a mother to satisfy my desires for the sake of my studies and health. But I wasn't satisfied. I raped your buttocks while you were sleeping, but you were still so good to me. Now you're using your mouth and breasts to help me ejaculate. Mom, I'm sorry."
My mother listened to my words and remained silent for a long time, just staring at me. I didn't look away, but conveyed my love, shame, and respect for my mother to her through my eyes.
My mother and I looked at each other for a while, then she slowly turned her head away. "You are my own son. When I first saw the dried semen you left on my leg, I was so angry. Your father is useless, always looked down upon by your uncles and aunts in the family, and even I was looked down upon. I always hoped that you and your brother could make me proud, study hard, and show them that even if your father isn't good, his son can be successful. But your brother… thankfully, we have you, but you don't study well, you've gone astray at such a young age. It almost drove me crazy back then. But then I thought…" "It's your developmental stage, so it's understandable that you're interested in women. It's just that the object of your interest is me, your mother. Since that's the case, I'll simply grant your wish, to prevent you from being corrupted by bad women outside, and also to encourage your studies. I only hope you remember that I can give you anything, but you must do well in your studies and become a successful person in the future, unlike your father, who was looked down upon by his siblings."
As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears. She gently pushed me away, turned her back to me, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
It turned out my mother had such high expectations of me. I gently hugged her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Mom, what were you thinking when I raped your anus while you were asleep that night?"
To distract her, I had to resort to this tactic; after all, she wouldn't blame me.
Sure enough, my mother gave my buttocks a hard twist. "You still dare to talk? I really don't know where you learned this trick. It was fine that night, but the next day you kept messing around in my butt all day, making me unable to poop for almost a week."
"Mom, how does it feel now when I move inside you?"
My mother blushed. "After a while, it doesn't hurt as much as before, but it's a little strange, and a little comfortable. Every time you go in, it feels like I need to poop, but I can't."
Heh, no wonder my mother always squeezes my penis tightly and loosely when I insert it into her anus.
"Mom, you're so good to me."
I hugged my mother tightly, my penis hard again. "Mom, can I use your breasts one more time?"
My mother nodded, turned over and lay flat. Later I learned that this method is called breast sex.
Tonight, my mother and I talked about our innermost thoughts, and our mother-son relationship took another step forward.
(VII) Today is the registration day for the first semester of junior high school. Last night, my uncle sent word that several of his comrades who were discharged from the army will be transferred back to the county where we now live. They will all be the top or second-in-command of several important departments, one of whom is the county magistrate. He has asked them to take care of our family.
In two months, he will also be promoted to deputy chief prosecutor. The house and land that were confiscated during the Cultural Revolution can now be returned. My mother was happy all night after hearing this because we no longer have to squeeze into a small bedroom as a family.
I, however, am filled with mixed feelings. With a bigger house, it will be much more convenient for me to have sex with my mother, and I won't have to be sneaky and afraid of being discovered. But it also means that I will have to sleep separately from my mother, which will be difficult.
My mother probably knew how I felt. After I had sex with her anus last night, she didn't object and left my penis inside her anus. As dawn approached, she helped me put on my pants and tidied herself up.
During this time, my mother was in high spirits, always smiling, and looked even more beautiful. I took advantage of this time to vent my desires on her, wondering if I would ever have such a good opportunity again. My mother tried her best to satisfy me.
A month passed in the blink of an eye. Although my uncle hadn't been officially promoted to deputy chief prosecutor yet, everyone around him already assumed he had. His comrades had all taken up their posts, and with their help, the confiscated houses and land had been resolved. Now we just had to wait for the people living there to move out so we could move in.
When I saw the house, I realized it was better than I had imagined: a two-story house connected to two single-story houses. The relatives said they would give it all to us unconditionally, but my grandmother had to live with us, and they would give us a monthly allowance to support her.
My mother agreed. When deciding on the rooms, I gave the two-story house to my eldest brother, who would live upstairs, my grandmother downstairs, and my parents and I would live in the single-story houses, which were connected by a door.
This way, when Dad wasn't home, I could pull Mom to sleep in my bed or I could go to hers. As long as the doors to both rooms were closed, no one could come in. I could do whatever I wanted to Mom. Ha, this house was practically built just for me!
Mom, seeing how happy I was, seemed to read my mind, looking at me with a half-smile. When no one was looking, I secretly groped Mom's beautiful buttocks.
The moving day arrived, and my uncle's comrade-in-arms arranged for a truck to help. Dad took three days off from work, and he drove the truck. We worked for over an hour to load the truck full. Some of the things were ours, and half were my second uncle's. The driver's cab could only seat four people, and there was another seat for storing things, leaving only three seats.
Dad said to Mom, "One can sit next to me, and you can hold the other one."
Finally, my brother sat next to my father so that my mother could hold me.
I protested, "I'm not a little kid anymore, why should Mom hold me? Let me hold her instead."
My father laughed and said, "How old are you? Can you even lift your mother?"
"Ask Mom if I can lift her!"
My mother, hearing my pointed remark, lightly patted me. "Alright, alright, that's enough. If we keep talking, it'll get dark, and we still have to help others carry things." As we
got on the bus, my mother glared at me. I was wronged! I hadn't thought of anything else; I just didn't want to sit on top of my mother. But since that's what my mother thought, hehe, I'll do as she says. I wonder what it'll feel like to be on the bus with my back to my father and brother, especially when they're awake.
The bus started moving. My brother was excited, turning around to talk to us every now and then. My father had to concentrate on driving, so he ignored us. My mother sat on my lap, her hands gripping the back of the seat in front of her.
I looked at my mother's smooth earlobes, her delicate neck, and the soft flesh of her buttocks bouncing on my legs due to the uneven road. I reached down and gently touched her thigh. My mother glanced at me, then turned her head away. Slowly, I moved my hand between her legs, and she involuntarily squeezed her legs together, stopping me from going any further.
My penis was already erect. I pulled my mother's waist back, then forcefully spread her thighs apart, pulled down her pants through her thighs, and took out my hard penis. I placed it between her thighs, making her squeeze her thighs together.
My mother looked at my father, who was focused on driving ahead, and my brother, who was excitedly looking out the window. She covered the head of my penis, which was peeking out from her thigh, with one hand, rhythmically squeezing and releasing it with her palm, occasionally circling her fingers around the glans and gently pressing the urethral opening.
I originally wanted to have sex with my mother's anus in the car, but it seemed a bit difficult now. My mother was wearing pants, and if she took them off, my brother could easily overtake her if he leaned back. So I decided to just have some fun for now, since there would be plenty of opportunities later.
My mother squeezed her legs together when the road was uneven, and increased the up-and-down motion when the car bounced, moving her legs up and down on my penis. She knew that just using her hands wouldn't be enough to satisfy me, so I thrust in and out.
When the road was smooth, she squeezed my penis between her legs, sometimes loosening, sometimes tightening. We did this for about half an hour until we got stuck in traffic. I felt like I was going to ejaculate, so I gently squeezed my mother. My mother put a towel over my glans, and continued to massage my penis through the towel, squeezing her legs tighter. I exhaled heavily, and my penis throbbed powerfully between my mother's legs and in her palms. I ejaculated.
My mother cleaned me up with the towel, took a few deep breaths through her nose, and smelled to see if there was any odor. Luckily, the car window was open, the wind was strong, and with the towel covering her, there wasn't much of a smell. My mother crumpled the towel into a ball and quietly tossed it out, then slipped my penis through her thigh or crotch and zipped it up.
During this time, my hands never left my mother's beautiful buttocks; her buttocks were my favorite.
Finally, everything was done, and my father's three-day leave was over. He went back to his workplace, his steps unsteady. In those three days, my mother and I had sex less often than we usually did in a single day. I breathed a sigh of relief when he left. "Dad, leave Mom to me while you're not home. I'll take good care of her."
As soon as my father was out of sight, I immediately pulled my mother along, closed the door, went back to my room, locked the door, and, ignoring my brother still upstairs, scooped my mother up and carried her to the bed. My mother knew how hard I had been holding back these past two days and didn't object.
I quickly stripped my mother naked, made her lie face down, and shoved my penis into her anus, thrusting over a hundred times. Then I thought, since my father was back at work, my mother was mine now, no need to rush. I climbed onto her back, hugged her, and slowly moved my penis in and out.
"Mom, you need to exercise more."
My mother didn't understand what I meant. "Mom's always been healthy, working and doing housework every day, what exercise do I need?"
I bit her earlobe. "I mean here."
I thrust my penis in forcefully, inserting it completely into her anus.
"Your anus is a little loose, you need to practice tightening it more."
My mother blushed and looked back at me. "Is that so?"
My mother's buttock muscles tightened, and I felt it becoming much harder to penetrate.
"Yes, that's it."
I immediately thrust harder. My mother's anus had been used by me for over a year, at least three or four times a day; it was no wonder it was loose. Now it felt like the budding flower of her anus again. My mother contracted her buttock muscles forcefully.
"You do this several times a day, no wonder you're so loose."
"Mom, if you just contract your muscles like this more often, you'll be fine."
My mother agreed. I thrust even more excitedly on my mother's back, once again shooting my semen deep into her anus. My mother's rectum writhed with each ejaculation. "Mom, can I feel as good in your vagina as Dad did?"
I probed my mother, holding her obediently with both hands, not daring to move. My mother turned her head to look at me in surprise.
"I want to try the feeling of having sex with a woman, okay?"
I further explained that my mother had never heard of the term "anal flower," she only thought that ejaculating into the vagina and getting pregnant counted as sex.
"No, I'm your mother, how can you do that? What if you get a child?"
I didn't see much anger in my mother's expression; it seemed she was more worried about pregnancy than incest. I was secretly pleased. I had an opportunity, but my mother wouldn't give herself to me willingly. However, I could use other means to achieve my goal. At most, I would beat her afterward, but it would be worth it, just not now.
"Okay, Mom, I was just asking, don't be angry. I'm content with you here."
I poked my mother's anus with my finger, and she sighed in relief. It seemed she still doted on me. What would happen if I persisted? I wondered to myself.
Just then, my brother's new radio upstairs started playing a Spanish bullfighting song, blasting loudly. Although I don't like music, I could still tell this piece was very exciting, and my little brother got hard again with the exciting rhythm of the music.
I immediately got off my mother and straddled her buttocks. Her thick buttocks made me feel like I was sitting on a cloud. I adjusted my penis and inserted it, placing my hands on my mother's back. Apart from that, only my buttocks were in contact with my mother. I thrust forcefully, looking down at my mother's anus, which went in and out with each thrust, moving intensely in sync with the tense rhythm of the music. I felt like a knight, and my mother was the mount I had conquered, at my mercy.
After a while, the bullfighting song ended, followed by a slow love song. I couldn't wait for my brother to play the bullfighting song again. My mother let out a soft moan beneath me. I'd been penetrating her ass for a year now, and she was used to it, even experiencing a slight pleasure. But she usually held back, because she felt embarrassed to feel pleasure from her own son's thrusting, especially from her own dirty anus. But today she actually…
Perhaps my current position was too stimulating for her. My mother's voice was my motivation. I immediately increased the intensity, and my hands moved to caress her breasts from under her ribs, then up her waist, and then upwards. This back-and-forth caressing, combined with the powerful thrusting of my penis, made my mother's moans even louder, and her rectal walls became wet.
While I'd gotten a little wet after dozens of thrusts before, this time it was noticeably wetter, which amused me greatly. I thrust even harder, quickening the pace. My mother suddenly gasped, and I felt a wriggling sensation in her anus, as if something was pressing against the head of my penis deep inside, but it quickly recoiled. There was clearly more moisture in her rectum; I was certain my penis would be soaking wet as soon as I pulled out. Could it be…?
My mother then propped herself up, but didn't dare make any large movements, since my penis was still inside her.
My mother stammered, "Can I go to the toilet first? My stomach suddenly feels a little uncomfortable, like the food I just ate wasn't clean, and I have diarrhea."
I chuckled inwardly, "Just pretending to have diarrhea when you're about to climax."
But I didn't dare say it outright. I quickly thrust a few more times. "Mom, can you hold on a little longer? I'll be fine after about a hundred more thrusts."
With each thrust of my penis, my mother's anus writhed again, gripping my penis tighter than ever before. The foreign object inside, like a mimosa, touched my glans and then retracted. My mother shook her head in distress. The flush from her climax hadn't subsided, and her long, flowing hair, disheveled by my vigorous movements, danced with her movements, making her incredibly alluring.
"No, I can't hold it in any longer. Can I go first? I'll give it to you when I get back."
"Then you have to come and sleep with me at night when no one's around."
I quickly made my request, and my mother nodded. Her face looked even more beautiful as she held back her urge to defecate.
I pulled out my penis, making a soft "pop" sound as it left my mother's anus. My penis was wet, and there was some yellowish stuff on the glans. My mother blushed even more at this sight. I couldn't resist kissing her. She hurriedly put on her coat, not even bothering with underwear, and said, "You go wash up too," before rushing to the bathroom as if her life depended on it.
Hehe, looking at the yellowish stuff on the tip of my penis, I was increasingly impressed with myself.
(VIII) My mother had been in the bathroom for about 10 minutes, and my penis was even more aroused than before, forced to stop halfway through. I peeked out the door, checked to make sure my brother hadn't come downstairs, and then ran to the bathroom.
"Mom, are you done yet? I'm in a hurry!"
My mother answered from inside, "Almost done, I'll rinse off now."
I heard the rushing water inside, and my desire flared up. It had been a long time since I'd bathed with my mother. When I was little, she always bathed me, but I was always careful not to touch her. Now it was different.
"Mom, open the door, let me in and wash with you."
"Don't rush, Mom will be done soon, I'll call you when I'm done,"
my mother replied.
"Mom, I'm not dressed right now, it's not good for people to see me standing outside."
Hearing this, my mother hurriedly opened the door. She wasn't wearing anything, and half of her body peeked out. Seeing that I was really standing naked in front of her, my little brother got hard for a while. She quickly looked around to make sure no one was there, and then let me in.
When I went inside, I saw my mother with her back to me. Water from the faucet, which was tilted high up, flowed down her delicate, snow-white neck and along her perfect curves. Her black hair was piled on top of her head, her back was smooth and delicate, her waist was slender, and her full, round buttocks were firm. The cleft between her buttocks had captivated me for a year, and her round, long legs were pressed tightly together, her delicate little feet standing lightly on the ground.
My mother hummed a song softly as she washed her body. She was as alluring as could be. My penis clamored for an immediate assault, but I couldn't bear to spoil this perfect picture of a beautiful woman emerging from her bath, ignoring the protests of my lower body. Watching my mother's hands roaming freely, I suddenly felt jealous; I should be the one to take her place.
My mother suddenly said, "Didn't you just say you were in a hurry? Why aren't you going to the toilet?"
I pressed myself against her from behind, inserting my hands into the area she was touching, separating her hands from her body. "Mom, let me wash you." "
Mom's asking you, didn't you say you were in a hurry?"
"Yes, I am in a hurry, it's my little penis that's in a hurry."
I pressed my already throbbing, menacing penis against my mother's buttocks.
"No, Mom hasn't cleaned herself yet after pooping."
"Mom, from now on, I'll take care of your cleaning, including inside your ass."
"How can I?"
My mother refused my request.
"I don't care, from now on, I'll take over Mom's bathing."
I said domineeringly. At the same time, my hands began to roam over my mother's body. "Let me wash you first."
My mother was completely flustered by my actions, her legs tightly closed together. Although I often touched my mother's body before, she treated me with the same affection she would show a child. Now, having just experienced an orgasm, she couldn't respond to my caresses with the same loving motherly demands as before.
Gradually, my mother's breathing became heavy. I thrust my lower body forward, my penis entering my mother's anus.
"No, it's not cleaned properly yet,"
my mother said breathlessly.
"Mom, I'm just helping you clean it now."
My penis went in and out deeply, almost pulling out each time except for what was necessary. My mother clearly couldn't withstand my thrusting and was almost unable to stand. Her delicate body slumped back, and she fell into my arms, panting heavily.
I changed to holding my mother's waist tightly with one hand, while the other hand explored downwards, searching for treasures in her paradise, my mouth gently licking my mother's earlobe. At this moment, my hand, which was between my mother's legs, reached her nipple and gently pinched it.
My mother was clearly unable to withstand such a three-pronged attack; her body was limp as if boneless. Without my tight embrace, she would have collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. My mother's breathing gradually became heavier, her hands hanging limply at her sides, swaying unconsciously, her head tilting back weakly against my shoulder, her eyes vacantly looking upwards, an unusual flush on her face, and unconscious moans escaping her lips from time to time.
Under this stimulation, I abandoned all other movements and focused on thrusting my penis into my mother's anus. With my vigorous thrusts, my mother's head was slammed forward, her white neck looking more elegant and beautiful than a swan's.
I held my mother's chest with one hand to prevent her body from falling forward, kissed her neck, and quickened my pace. My mother's moans, my panting, the sound of water flowing, and the sounds of flesh colliding created a lewd scene of mother and son bathing together.
When I ejaculated deep into my mother's anus, she went limp, as if boneless, completely at my mercy. Her snow-white flesh was flushed with the red of her orgasm, and her once-white, high buttocks were now red from my vigorous thrusts. Thick, turbid semen trickled from her anus, slowly flowing down her trembling thighs.
Seeing this, a surge of male pride filled my chest. This woman's greatest pride was something I, her son, had created. My brother was still upstairs, and I couldn't linger. I picked up the soap and began to wash my mother. She was covered in sweat, obviously from my vigorous movements. I carefully washed every inch of her skin. After finishing her upper body, I turned her around so she was facing me. I half-squatted down, placing her hands above my head, one hand supporting her smooth waist, the other lathering her beautiful, smooth thighs with soap. But my gaze never left that alluring black triangle.
I placed one of my mother's legs on my shoulder, and the mysterious passage that brought me into this world was revealed before my eyes. Pink labia and delicate clitoris displayed their allure. I was thrilled and leaned in, wanting to thank them with my tongue.
But as my tongue brushed against her labia and clung to the clitoris, my mother cried out, "What are you doing?"
With a sudden, unexpected strength, she pushed me away. Luckily, I managed to stop halfway, or I would have fallen flat on my back. My mother wasn't so lucky. Having just climaxed, she was weak all over, and the reaction force caused her to lean back, losing her balance and about to fall. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, grabbing her waist and pulling her back. My mother's entire body rested on my shoulder, but I used too much force, and her waist slipped over my shoulder. I quickly stood up to prevent her head from hitting the ground.
Now, my mother's bottom was resting on my shoulders, and I had to hold her thighs tightly to keep her from falling. The water from the faucet was splashing all over her buttocks. I quickly shifted my position so the water was hitting the middle of her buttocks, specifically her cleft.
My mother struggled again, "Put me down! It hurts!"
She thrashed her hands against my thighs, trying to get down.
I held her even tighter. "Mom, don't move. I'll wash your bottom now."
I positioned her anus under the water and inserted a finger. "Ugh, no!"
My mother shuddered, her legs twitched, and her body went limp. Seriously, this is ridiculous, isn't it? So sensitive. I found it amusing and continued. My mother's buttocks tightened, and her legs squeezed together.
Wow, her little feet were clamping my penis! This time, I shuddered; it felt pretty good.
My mother struggled to lift her head. "Put me down, it hurts so much."
"Mom, keep squeezing my penis with your feet, I'll put you down after I cum."
I threatened my mother, hehe, I've never played with my mother's little feet before. I continued to pick at my mother's anus, cleaning the semen inside.
My mother knew that if she didn't do as I said, she might have to spend a long time on my shoulder. She was afraid that my brother would hear the noise in the bathroom, so she started squeezing my penis with her feet and rubbing it back and forth automatically. My mother's hands were on my legs.
"Mom, don't be idle with your hands either, touch my balls, that way I'll come faster."
My mother had no choice, she wanted to finish as soon as possible, so she did as I said. Her slightly rough hands gently rubbed my scrotum, it felt pretty good.
At this point, I felt that my mother's anus was clean, and at the same time, I felt that being upside down for too long was not good for my mother's body. If I went too far, my mother would get angry and stop giving it to me, which would be terrible. I crouched down slightly and put my mother down. As soon as she stood up, she clutched her head and stumbled, almost falling into my arms. I quickly caught her.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I went too far with my joke."
I apologized hastily, hoping to extinguish the fire before it flared up again.
My mother glared at me. "You said I was having a stroke before you put me down."
"I'm sorry, it was my fault. I deserve a spanking."
I lightly slapped my mother's pert bottom twice. "But it hurts a mother's heart to hit her son, so I'll spank Mom's bottom instead, there's plenty of flesh there."
I teased her softly in her ear.
"Heh," my mother laughed, and everything seemed to have calmed down. "Mom, let me help you get dressed."
I dried my mother off. My penis was still erect. I put her shirt on, but I couldn't put her pants on. I picked her up horizontally.
"You don't need to wear pants, it's too much trouble to take them off later. A shirt is enough."
My mother's shirt was only up to her thighs, so it didn't matter whether she wore pants or not. She agreed, but wouldn't let me carry her back to her room. Hey, you asked for this. My mother's body was still a little weak, and she almost fell to the ground as soon as she came out of the bathroom. I followed behind her and quickly went up to her and picked her up.
"Mom, let me help you."
I tightened my grip, leaned forward, and lifted my mother's shirt with one hand, thrusting my penis into her anus.
My mother let out a soft cry: "What are you doing? Can you do this back in the room? It'll be troublesome if someone sees us."
Indeed, a naked son carrying his mother without pants from behind, even if people didn't know we were performing "Back Garden Flower," they would definitely think of incest.
I held my mother tightly with both hands, "Mom, do you still remember marching in step?"
My mother nodded blankly.
"First, left foot; second, right foot. Let's walk in unison now. If we walk fast, no one will see us."
My penis was still inside my mother's anus. Hey, this move is sure to be great. My mother wanted to go back quickly, so she had no choice but to agree. My legs were pressed tightly against hers.
"One," I whispered in my mother's ear.
We both stepped out with our left feet at the same time. My mother's body went limp, almost sliding down. The movement caused the flesh around her anus to move, making her feel uncomfortable, but I felt incredibly good.
"Two," my mother went limp again. After only a few steps, she couldn't take it anymore. Her head was resting on my shoulder, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at me, her face flushed.
There was no other way, so I had to do it myself. I lifted my mother's body up, her heels stepping on the backs of my feet, and we went into my bedroom. After closing the door, I began to enjoy this new pleasure. I walked back and forth against the wall in the room. Although I couldn't thrust, the pleasure of the muscles moving was unique.
Today, I was going to take full pleasure with my mother and make up for the losses of the past three days.
(IX) Today is the day to collect offerings again. The quality of the offerings affects their grades this semester, and of course, it's all done through clandestine transactions.
A classmate named Xiaodao secretly slipped me a small paper packet early this morning before the others arrived. I squeezed it; inside were a few round things, seemingly nothing special. I looked at him suspiciously.
"Don't underestimate them," he said, "I secretly stole these from my aunt who works at the hospital. Just a few can make someone sleep for hours."
Is this stuff really that magical? If it's true, then penetrating my mother's little cunt won't be a problem. But what's this guy doing with these things? Is he like me? His mother is quite a beautiful woman, so my suspicions are understandable.
Xiao Dao, thinking I doubted the effectiveness of these sleeping pills, hurriedly said, "Really, I usually put them in my parents' water at night so they can drink them, then secretly take some money and sneak out to play video games. My parents don't even know when
I come back late. I'll show you if you don't believe me." Damn, he has such a great product but doesn't use it for the right purpose. Video games are really harmful. Seeing I was a little tempted, he said, "Come to my house at noon, I'll try it on my mom for you,"
and ran off.
If that's really the case, hehe… Since I'm a student leader, I have to stay and help the teacher at parent-teacher conferences. I've seen her mother a few times; she's pretty, though not as attractive as my mother, but still quite beautiful. If it really works that well, then it wouldn't be bad to try the taste of a mature woman other than my mother. I started planning my actions for noon.
After lunch, unusually, I didn't drag my mother to bed. I told her, "I'm going to a classmate's house to play for a bit,"
and ran off.
My mother looked at me in surprise, but I ignored her.
When I arrived at his house, his mother and he were sitting on the sofa in the living room. "Mom, this is our class's Youth League secretary. He's here to tutor me today."
Xiao Dao winked at me, and I nodded. "Yes, he asked me a question today, but I didn't have time to explain it to him clearly because of the time constraints, so I came at noon to go over it again."
Xiao Dao's mother said, "Thank you so much. Xiao Dao isn't doing very well in his studies. You'll have to tutor him more in the future."
Xiao Dao's mother remembered me a few times; she had seen me at parent-teacher meetings.
"Okay, I'll definitely help Xiao Dao improve his studies in the future."
"Thank you so much. Wait a moment, I'll get you a glass of water."
"Damn, you think you can get me to tutor your son with just a glass of water? You'd be more likely to thank me with your ass, preferably one that's never been deflowered. I guarantee your son will get over 80 points on every subject."
I stared at her graceful back, wishing I could pounce on her from behind, strip her clothes off, and thrust into her anus. To be fair, she was actually quite a pretty girl, but compared to my mother, she seemed to lack something, probably because of the lack of blood ties.
Xiao Dao's mother poured three glasses of water and placed them on the table. I took out my schoolbag and started pretending to explain things to Xiao Dao. Xiao Dao's mother put down the water and turned to leave.
Xiao Dao immediately put a few pills into one of the glasses. Xiao Dao and I picked up the other two glasses without the pills and drank a few sips. Just then, his mother returned, carrying a plate of snacks.
"Have some snacks, don't be shy."
"Thank you, Auntie."
I picked up the glass with the pills, "Thank you for your trouble, Auntie, have some water."
Xiao Dao's mother drank a few sips, put it down, and sat beside me listening to my explanation to Xiao Dao.
After about five minutes, she rubbed her head, "What's wrong? I suddenly feel so tired. Xiao Dao, I'm going back to sleep for a bit. Listen carefully."
"Okay, Mom."
Xiao Dao gave me a smug smile.
After his mother went back to her room, Xiao Dao laughed out loud, "How about that? Impressive, right? I guarantee she won't wake up for at least four hours."
"Impressive, impressive."
Confirming the pill's effectiveness, I became happy. I'll give my mother a few tonight, hehe.
"Come on, let's go play video games."
Xiao Dao pulled me.
"No, I haven't finished my essay for the teacher yet, it's due this afternoon."
I finished it a long time ago, but if I go out with you, who will take care of your mother? It seems your mother's butt hasn't been touched yet. Let me help feed your mother's butt.
"I have 5 yuan here, you can borrow it to play. I'll write my essay here, come back at 2 o'clock and call me to go to school together."
I said generously.
Xiao Dao happily agreed. Poor Xiao Dao's mother, if she knew that her son sold her butt, no, her whole body for 5 yuan, I wonder what she would think.
I saw Xiao Dao walk away and immediately went to Xiao Dao's mother's room. If the drug's effect was really that strong, she probably didn't have time to close the door. I pushed the door open. Thank goodness, I wouldn't have to eat myself for lunch today.
Xiao Dao's mother lay on her side on the bed, her voluptuous figure exuding a captivating, mature woman's scent. The room wasn't large; it looked like it had just been cleaned, the broom still resting at the foot of the bed.
I began to survey my surroundings. Doing it to her now was no problem; she was already my meal. But what about wiping my mouth afterward? I looked around, frowned, and an idea struck me.
I shook Xiao Dao's mother a few times, pinched her cheeks to make sure she was sound asleep, then stripped her naked, then undressed Xiao Dao's mother as well. I'd dress her later; I'd always dressed and undressed my mother myself, this was a piece of cake.
I flipped her over, positioning her face down on the bed in my favorite position, arms crossed over the pillow. She looked really good from behind—a slender waist, rounded hips, like a pipa (a Chinese lute). The center of her firm, rounded buttocks was my favorite feature. Her long legs and snow-white skin were as smooth as silk, feeling wonderful to the touch.
I parted her buttocks, revealing her slightly dark anus, clearly untouched. I immediately straddled her back. Time was short; an hour and a half passed quickly. I was going to explore all three of her orifices, each for half an hour.
I adjusted my position and thrust hard into her anus. Little Knife's mother shuddered. Even in her sleep, she felt the pain of her anus being opened. "Ugh, so tight, it hurts so much!" The feeling of deflowering my mother's anus returned. I held her tightly, treating her like my mother.
"Mom, your son has deflowered your
anus again," I said, uttering the words I had wanted to say but dared not say that night.
I continued thrusting forcefully, ignoring Xiaodao's mother's struggles, pumping in and out of her anus, my hands kneading her breasts, which changed shape in my hands.
It felt so good; an untouched ass was different. After ejaculating inside her rectum once, I still didn't want to pull out. One more time, I thought, before finally giving up on penetrating her little cunt.
"You should reserve a special place for your husband. You should thank your ass, it's so alluring,"
I whispered in Xiaodao's mother's ear.
Continuing to ravage her newly opened anus, after my second ejaculation, I carried Xiaodao's mother to the bathroom to clean her anus. It had to be clean, otherwise she would definitely notice. After washing and cleaning myself, I stuffed my penis into her mouth and messed around with it. Calculating the time, it was almost time. I shoved my penis between her breasts and hastily thrust a few dozen times before ejaculating.
After getting dressed, I placed the broom at the foot of the bed between her legs and, through her clothes, inserted it a little into her anus, so that when she woke up she would think her buttocks hurt because the broom had fallen onto the bed and she had accidentally inserted it. As for the rupture inside her rectum, I thought she would doubt it but wouldn't dare to say it, and it turned out I was right. I put the homework on the table and soon Xiaodao came back. In the afternoon class, I was still savoring the wonderful body I had with her at noon, and I couldn't hear what the teacher was saying at all.
(10) After school, I took the pills and put them in my mother's water cup. It was only seven o'clock. After my mother drank them, she would sleep for four hours. I got home around nine-twenty and had more than an hour to fuck my mother hard. When my mother woke up, I would probably just ejaculate. I wanted my mother to know clearly that I had shot the seed of life into her uterus, hehe...
In self-study class, when I thought about the program that was going to happen later, my penis got hard, and it has been hard since the beginning of class. "Waaah, Mom, you'll see how amazing your son is when I get back!" I
couldn't suppress my lust, my mind racing with wild thoughts, my mother's snow-white body constantly appearing before my eyes. Just then, Xiao Dao, oblivious to the danger, came up to bother me. Damn, looks like he doesn't want to pass this semester, even though his mother just deflowered me at noon.
"Boss, those pills of mine really worked, right? My mom was still sleeping in bed until school let out this afternoon."
Damn, it's because I penetrated her so hard she couldn't get up, but I dared not say it aloud.
"Really? That's amazing. From now on, if you see someone you don't like, just put them in water for them to drink, and they'll sleep for hours."
"Boss, can you come to my house more often?"
"..."
Could it be that this kid's mom's ass was so good that I was inviting him to continue?
"My mom will feel more at ease if you come, then I can sneak out to play by drugging you."
Oh, I see. It's nice to have a new butt to play with every now and then, but too many times and she'll easily get caught. One or two more visits will be enough.
"Okay, but I can only go twice a week, no more. Also, I'll be studying at your place when I go, I don't want to go out to play."
Xiao Dao was overjoyed, "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."
Finally, evening self-study ended, and I rushed home at the speed of a professional race car driver. Mom, I'm home!
When I got home, the light in my mother's room was off, she must be asleep. I couldn't contain my excitement and went into my mother's room, turned on the light, and sure enough, my mother hadn't even taken off the mosquito net. It seems the drug worked.
My mother looked like a begonia in spring sleep, her face peaceful, her breathing calm and steady. Her snow-white arms, exposed by her short-sleeved shirt, were outside the thin blanket, and a few small red mosquito bites were particularly noticeable on her snow-white skin.
"Damn mosquitoes!"
I licked the little red spots my mother had bitten with, my heart aching.
I pulled back the covers, and my mother's beautiful curves were revealed before my eyes. My penis throbbed slightly. I stripped off my clothes and threw them onto my mother's bed, picked her up, and kissed her cherry lips passionately.
Usually, my mother wouldn't kiss me; she would only let me kiss her cheek, and she would only kiss my cheek. I placed my mother on my lap and used my tongue to pry open her teeth, sweeping freely through her mouth, licking every tiny spot with her fragrant tongue.
My penis became even harder, even under my mother's fleshy, smooth buttocks, moving to her cleft, it wasn't enough. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled down my mother's pants and shoved my penis into her anus. Ah, much better.
I held my mother's slender waist and moved up and down a few times, temporarily releasing the pent-up desire of the night.
But my target tonight wasn't my mother's anus. I hugged her tightly again, rested my head over her delicate shoulders, and peered between her alluring legs, gently teasing them with a single finger. I spread her legs apart, and the paradise that brought me into this world appeared before my eyes. Tonight, I would return to my homeland and reclaim my former city.
I picked up my mother, letting my erect penis throb against her buttocks, and led her to my bed through the door connecting my bedroom and hers.
This was the bed the three of us slept in before we moved. So many wonderful memories lay on this bed; I couldn't bear to change it. On this bed, I broke into my mother's anus, taking her virginity; on this bed, ninety percent of my mother's body became the tool for my penis's release. I possessed my mother more thoroughly than my father. Now, I would possess her completely.
I laid my mother flat on the bed, her legs spread wide. Her snow-white, high breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, as if beckoning me. I climbed onto the bed, gazing at her crotch with a pilgrim's reverence.
I began to lick her sweet, moist opening. Gradually, her breathing became erratic. My father was only home a few days a month; it was no lie to say she didn't want it. Usually, I would use her anus, giving her some pleasure and suppressing the emptiness in her vagina. Now, with me, all her pent-up desire erupted.
Once she was wet, I mounted her, marching in to reclaim my birthplace. I entered without much effort. I could easily move in and out of her usually dry anus, let alone this lubricated place.
I began to thrust. Her vagina was a little loose, after all, she had given birth to two children; it wasn't as tight as her anus, but it had a unique pleasure.
I stared at my mother's face. Her small mouth, slightly parted in satisfaction from the emptiness within her, revealed her pearly white teeth, and occasionally I saw her pink tongue flick up as if searching for something. Her small, cute nostrils flared, her brows furrowed, and her expression held a hint of reproach, as if she were scolding me for being so gentle.
I kissed her lips deeply, my tongue darting into her mouth and intertwining with hers. I thrust harder, and my mother let out a soft "hmm," seemingly pleased with my actions.
I gripped her shoulders, my lips pressed tightly against hers, and my lower body pumped forcefully. My mother involuntarily moaned, her moans filled with satisfaction and pleasure.
After hundreds of thrusts, my back ached, and I thrust forcefully, my entire penis plunging deep into her vagina, pressing against her cervix, and I ejaculated. The close-range, powerful ejaculation instantly jolted my mother awake from her half-awake, passionate state.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw me face to face, lips pressed against hers, hands gripping her shoulders. She was completely naked, and what terrified her even more was that she herself was naked, with a hard, throbbing object inside her sacred, inviolable body.
My mother knew I had a strong interest in her uterus; I had tried to violate her vagina several times, but she had always refused. She had always thought that satisfying me with her anus and other parts of her body would lessen my interest in her vagina. Otherwise, given her conservative views, how could she have been so cooperative when I penetrated her anus? She also tried to cooperate when I used other parts of her body to release my pent-up desires, but now her last line of defense had been breached. My
mother opened her mouth, wanting to howl, but my mouth was covered, and she could only let out soft sobs. She flailed her arms, trying to push me off, but I held her shoulders firmly and couldn't. Hey, I knew how to deal with her the first time I raped her anus; it didn't work the first time, so the second time was even less likely.
My mother's tears flowed like a spring. I was wrong. It seems my mother still knows how to deal with me. I just can't stand seeing her tears; it breaks my heart. I released her small mouth and gently licked away her tears.
"Mom, don't do this. Do you know how much I love you?"
My mother's body twisted a few times. "Get off me!" My
usually gentle mother actually used the word "get off." Even when she scolded us, she never used such a harsh tone. It seems she was really angry this time. But that's to be expected; she was raped by her own son while she was asleep. But of course, I wouldn't leave her body. Success or failure depended on this. My mother's twisting only brought me pleasure.
"Mom, actually, you really want this too, right? Dad is only home for a few days a month. Let me take Dad's place. Anyway, my penis has already been to every part of your body except for this one. Why insist on this last one? It's uncomfortable for you, and it's uncomfortable for me too."
"You beast! I'm your own mother! You even raped me!"
My mother cursed through her tears.
"Mom, actually we've been incestuous for a long time. When I penetrate your anus, it's called anal sex, anal intercourse. When you use your mouth on me, it's called oral sex, and when you use your breasts, it's called breast sex."
My mother was speechless after hearing what I said. Several of these terms were completely unfamiliar to her, a traditional woman, and she never even dared to imagine them.
"Mom, actually, the reason you let me do it before was because there wouldn't be any side effects. Ejaculating in those places wouldn't result in pregnancy, but now taking birth control pills doesn't change that."
My mother remained silent, looking at me coldly. I was a little angry. Fine, let your body tell you. I started moving again. After only a few movements, my mother involuntarily twisted her body, clearly aroused. Her cold face began to flush, and her small mouth slightly opened. I leaned in and kissed her passionately, my hands stroking her back.
"Ugh..."
A suppressed groan escaped my mother's throat. I increased the force of my thrusts, but my mother suddenly retaliated, pushing me away with all her might. I lay on the bed, disheartened. What a failure. It seems I can never touch a hair on my mother's body again.
My mother took a few deep breaths. "Don't do this, I... I need to take my birth control pills."
Hearing this, I immediately rolled over. Great, my mother finally understood. After all, her body was covered in marks from my penis, and her buttocks had become my urinal, yet she still insisted on maintaining this last line of defense.
I hugged my mother. "Mom, you're so good. From now on, you're my real wife. I'll take care of you while Dad's not here."
I lifted my mother onto my lap, letting her feel the warmth of my penis.
"Let go of me first, I'll go get the pills. Your father had a few left over from last time he came back."
"Mom, let's go together. Where are the pills?"
I turned my mother around to face me, inserted my penis into her vagina, placed her hands on my shoulders, and wrapped her legs around my waist. As I walked towards her room, I kept tossing her up, letting her freefall with my penis as the landing point. My
mother pointed to a spot, and I continued like this, walking and doing it. My mother's legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and her hands were wrapped around my neck. This action was too stimulating for her, something she couldn't handle as she always maintained the proper posture. But it didn't matter; I would train her slowly.
I supported my mother's snow-white, plump buttocks, gently rubbing her little anus with one finger. I would walk a few steps, letting her catch her breath, then toss her around a couple of times. By the time I got the medicine, my mother's juices had soaked my leg.
I simply started fucking my mother's little cunt hard right there on her bed, and she completely surrendered to me.
That night, all three of my mother's holes were filled with my semen, forcing me to take the next day off.
I couldn't get up; my back was so sore. My mother also took the day off from work because she needed to wash the sheets.
(The End)

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