Incestuous mother

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My incestuous mother
lived in that chaotic era. I was born in a remote mountain village, nestled among the mountains. There was only one family every few miles. The poverty was indescribable. So, the people there had only one kind of nightlife: sex. My story with my mother unfolded in this environment.

When I was ten, my father ate pesticide one afternoon. He died before he could be taken to the hospital.

I was too young to understand then. I only knew that he and my mother had argued that night, and my mother had slapped him. My father was an honest, simple man. And so he went down a path of no return. From then on, my mother began her sexless life. Actually, my mother was a woman with a very strong sex drive. She was only thirty-two years old that year. Later, when I was a little older,

I knew that my mother and father's arguments were because their sex life was unsatisfactory. My mother was very strong and tall, with enormous breasts and a round bottom. Due to long hours of labor, her waist was also quite thick, but without excess fat.

My father, on the other hand, was short and not in good health, so he couldn't satisfy my mother's sexual desires. My mother often scolded him for being useless.

My father, helpless, had no choice but to pass away. Actually, my mother had also drained my father's body. I was the only child in the family. I slept with them then. I always heard my mother say to my father, "Fuck me." It seemed like every night. Sometimes my father would say no, "Tomorrow." My mother would be very unhappy. Sometimes I saw my mother naked, shaking herself on top of my father. My father didn't move. My mother would slap my father's buttocks, saying, "You're so useless. If you won't fuck me, I'll let someone else fuck me."

Once, when I was about five years old, I went to the mountain to find wild fruit. I vaguely heard what sounded like my mother's moans. I went closer and saw my mother lying on the ground, a man forcefully inserting his penis into her vagina. The man seemed to have a grudge against my mother, pressing down on her relentlessly. My mother seemed to be moaning in pain.

Her breasts were exposed. She was covered in mud, and her buttocks were heaving, as if trying to resist.

I rushed over and shouted, "Don't bully my mother!" The man was startled and quickly got up from my mother.

I tried to help her up, but she said, "Go away, go away, Uncle is just helping Mom relieve her itch." I said, "Where does it itch? I'll help you." But my mother pushed me away and said, "Why are you running around like that? Go home." I went home feeling very wronged. But I never saw anything like that again. Because there are few people around here. That man was a hunter from out of town. But my parents argued more often. Most of the time it was at night, and after each argument, my mother would put my hand on her breast to sleep. Finally, after one argument, my father left.

After my father left, I hated my mother. I felt that my mother had killed my father. I hated her even more, because it was all because of that itch that caused all this trouble. I thought then that when I grew up, I would find something to relieve that itch. For more than a year, I didn't smile at my mother. My mother didn't smile either. She was just busy all day long. But one day, I saw my mother smile. It happened once. A distant cousin, who lived more than ten miles from my home, came to visit. My mother warmly invited him to stay, saying it was a long mountain road and a rare visit. He didn't refuse much and settled in. I was eleven years old that year, and I didn't know anything about sex. But that night, I heard my mother calling out loudly, "So good.

Harder, so good." Then there was a sound like an eel burrowing. This sound came several times that night.

Finally, my mother let out an "Ah!" and then there was silence. That night seemed very, very long to me.

The next day, my mother's face was radiant, and she smiled happily. When my cousin left, my mother saw him off for a long, long way. But in the following days, my mother's smile disappeared. Then, not long after, my cousin came again, this time in the morning.

As soon as he arrived, my mother took him into her room. The door wasn't even closed properly. I heard my mother say, "Hurry up, I've missed you so much!" I peeked through the crack in the door and saw that my mother had already taken off all her clothes. That was the first time I had ever seen my mother naked. Her breasts were large and round, white. Her buttocks were large, like a millstone from the countryside. But her uncle seemed in no hurry. He kept touching her private parts and kissing her large breasts. Her mother was anxious and helped her uncle take off his clothes, shouting, "Come on, come on!"

But her uncle wouldn't move. Later, her mother shouted loudly, "Hurry up and do it to me! Do it to me!" Only then did her uncle put her on the bed

and insert his penis into her body. Her mother cried out, "So comfortable! Harder, harder!" and kept twisting her buttocks,

thrusting upwards from time to time. Her two breasts trembled incessantly. Her uncle squeezed her large breasts and rubbed them hard,

forcefully pushing his penis into her vagina. Actually, her uncle's health wasn't good either. He stopped after a while and lay on her body. Her mother moved her buttocks and said, "One more time! One more time!" But her uncle didn't move. Her mother seemed somewhat disappointed, but also smiled with a sense of satisfaction. She remembered that the dish that day was meat, something they rarely ate. My uncle left without staying overnight that time. This time, my mother didn't see him off as far. She said she wouldn't be as affectionate next time he came.

My uncle didn't come again for a long time. Life went on as usual. The nights in the mountain village were dark and long. Even though I was thirteen, I still slept with my mother at night, and she always let me touch her breasts while I slept. My house was halfway up the mountain. There were no other houses for miles around. Very few people came and went. One day, a matchmaker came and persuaded my mother to remarry. My mother went to see him and brought the man home. That night, my mother took the initiative to ask the man to go to bed.

The man touched my mother's large breasts and said, "They're so big." That night, my mother told me to go to sleep early, but I pretended to be asleep and

watched from the side. My mother took off her own clothes and then took off the man's clothes. The man's body was also good. His penis was also very large.

After he penetrated my mother's vagina, my mother happily twisted her body. I saw a lot of water coming out of my mother's vagina.

Her huge breasts swayed back and forth. Her buttocks thrust back and forth. That night, I think we had sex five times. Finally, the man stopped moving.

From then on, that man stayed. They had sex almost every night. In the countryside back then, there was no electricity, so this was their only form of entertainment. But this didn't last long. A few months later, the man fell ill. His health deteriorated.

But they continued having sex because my mother's health was improving. Not long after, the man died.

The following year, a man from out of town came to the mountains. He claimed to be looking for medicinal herbs, but he was actually a wanted criminal. He stayed at our house that night. This man was very handsome, but he was injured. He felt he couldn't keep up with my mother's nightly sexual activity. Perhaps he was frightened; some people from outside the mountains were hunting a wild boar and yelled, "Don't let it get away!" He was so frightened that he fell down the mountain and never got up again. He died soon after.

From then on, no one tried to arrange a marriage for my mother. But she still had a lover, a young man at the foot of the mountain. He was only twenty years old. Because the family was poor, they couldn't afford women. The mother and the young man's first time was at home. The young man had gone up the mountain to chop firewood and came to our house asking for water. It was a hot day. When he arrived, my mother was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Her round buttocks and large breasts stunned the naive young man. My mother deliberately exposed half of her breast. The young man didn't react for a while. My mother took the opportunity to call him into the room, took off his clothes,

and then took off her own, exposing her breasts and vulva. The young man swallowed hard, and his penis immediately became erect.

But it was his first time, and he didn't know what to do. My mother guided his penis into her vulva and thrust her large buttocks forward. The young man was inexperienced. Upon touching my mother's wetness, he ejaculated in just a few thrusts. But soon, his penis became erect again. He immediately penetrated my mother's plump vulva. My mother thrust her buttocks to meet him. The young man was also strong and healthy. Soon, he had my mother completely dazed, her vaginal fluids overflowing. I was peeking through the crack in the door.

My mother spotted me. I had to run away in a panic. From then on, my mother no longer made love to him at home.

But every day when she came back from chopping wood, she was disheveled, sometimes covered in mud. That was from their trysts in the mountains. Once, dozens of people came to hunt. But my mother was having fun on the mountain. When the dozens of people heard the noise and surrounded her...

My mother was still moaning, her large buttocks sticking out. She cried out, "Fuck me harder, push it in deeper!" Her large breasts were bouncing wildly as she touched my side. When she saw so many people, she ran home without putting on her clothes. Seeing my mother naked as she returned home, I thought there were bad people. So I took a machete and stood guard at the door, but no one came.

But soon, news of how large my mother's breasts were, how plump her back was, and how round her buttocks were spread far and wide.

Everyone knew about her affair with that young man. In those days, more hunters came. Actually, they came specifically to have sex with my mother's plump buttocks. Several strong men had sex with her. But soon, no one came anymore. This was because once, when she and that young man were having sex in the mountains, and my mother was riding on top of him, a snake bit the young man's back, and he died soon after. From then on, no one came to hunt anymore. Everyone said my mother was a man's nemesis. Her buttocks were poisonous. Those who had slept with Mother lived in constant fear. One man was even shot dead by his companions during a hunting trip. After that, no one cared anymore. Only one man was fearless: sixty-year-old Old Man Wang. He came to Mother one night, choosing his time carefully. Mother hadn't had sex for two months and was itching for it; otherwise, she wouldn't have been interested in Old Man Wang. Old Man Wang had lived a solitary life, only having sex a few dozen times in his old age, mostly in his youth when middle-aged women gave him their services. But Old Man Wang was in good health. This time, he came to Mother willingly, even if it meant dying from lust, rather than suffering in silence. That night, Mother allowed Old Man Wang's old penis to penetrate her plump vulva. Old Man Wang had never seen such large breasts, such round buttocks, such a plump vulva.

As he fucked her, he said, "It's worth dying for, it's worth dying for." He wanted to insert his entire body into her. Mother moaned wildly. Old Man Wang truly risked his life. That night, we had sex three or four times until I was completely exhausted. I lay motionless on the bed. The next morning, Old Wang came down the mountain, staggering. He said he was sick as soon as he arrived. He died within two days. From then on, no one dared to have sex with my mother again. That year, my mother was thirty-six years old. I was fourteen. I still slept with my mother. But I still hated her. Even though she was very good to me, sometimes at night I heard her touching her vulva and moaning. I felt sorry for her. Time passed like this. My mother didn't look for another man, and no man looked for my mother. When I was sixteen, I had grown into a tall teenager. My affair with my mother began then. One afternoon, my mother accidentally fell down the mountain while chopping wood. She fell hard, and when I carried her home, she could barely move her arms and legs. I could only help her take off her clothes and apply medicine. When her breasts were exposed,

my mother seemed a little embarrassed. But because of her injuries, she couldn't care less. I applied herbal medicine to my mother's upper body.

But I was still a little embarrassed to touch her lower body. My mother's buttocks were badly bruised, and her thighs were also bruised. She

needed to be naked to apply medicine. My mother seemed to sense my embarrassment and said, "Just take them off. You're my son. It's okay."

So I took off my mother's shorts. At that moment, my mother's private parts were exposed before my eyes. This was the first time I had ever seen a woman's private parts. My mother was thirty-eight years old that year. Her pubic hair was thick, and I couldn't see her vulva. My penis immediately became erect.

I hurriedly applied medicine to my mother's body. When I touched my mother's thigh, she groaned, seemingly in pleasure. I touched it a few more times. My mother said, "Don't touch me. It's itchy." I turned my mother over and applied medicine to her buttocks. I gently touched her large buttocks. My mother groaned softly, looking very intoxicated.

It was June. Although it was a mountainous area, the weather was still very hot. After applying the medicine, my mother asked me to call my aunt to take care of her. I was very reluctant to go. But there was nothing I could do. I had to call my aunt from outside the mountains. My aunt stayed for a few days. Seeing that my mother's illness wouldn't get better in just a few days, she was very anxious, as there were many things to do at home. Two days later, my uncle came.

He said that the piglets at home had no one to feed them and looked very unwell. My mother had no choice but to tell my aunt, "Go back. I'm fine. Your son can take care of me." At that time, my mother couldn't move. But seeing my uncle's face, my aunt had no choice but to go back.

That night, I started to bathe my mother. It was also the first time I had truly seen a woman's genitals. I gently washed my mother with a towel. When I washed her breasts, my mother couldn't help but groan. But immediately, she seemed to realize it and said, "My hand hurts." I didn't say anything. When I wiped her genitals, my mother insisted on doing it herself. She

tried to lift her hand several times, but couldn't. She had to put it down. I said to my mother, "Let me do it."

My mother didn't say anything. So I started to wash her. I heard my mother groan several times in a row, and she even twisted her hips.

Her vaginal fluid flowed out. My mother's genitals were plump and felt very comfortable to touch. But after a while, my mother said, "Hurry up,"

as if she were a little angry. I quickly washed other areas.

For over a month, I bathed my mother every day. Each time, I would touch her breasts and genitals. But my mother never groaned again. She would only sometimes involuntarily twist her hips, and the fluid would still flow every time. Other mothers could endure it,

but this physiological urge was unbearable. But each time she would say, "Hurry up," so I had to move away. About a month and a half later, my mother slowly recovered.

One evening, she said to me, "I'll bathe myself today, you pour me the water." Actually, my mother wasn't completely recovered. Perhaps she still felt embarrassed. That night, after I poured the water, my mother said, "Go outside."

It was as if I had never seen her body before. It was as if the time I helped her bathe had never happened. I had no choice but to go outside.

But by then, I couldn't bear to leave my mother's naked body. I hid by the door, peeking. My mother was slowly wiping her body. When she reached her genitals, she didn't take a towel. She just touched herself there, moaning softly. My mother had been enduring for so long. Gradually, her moans grew louder. I pretended to be oblivious and rushed in, saying, "Mom, are you alright? Where does it hurt?" My mother was naked, her vulva wide open. Seeing me come in, she panicked. She

hurriedly pointed to her thigh, saying, "It hurts here." I pretended not to hear and said, "Let me see." My mother hurriedly said, "No, no, it's fine now." But I didn't let the opportunity pass. My hand had already reached her thigh and touched her genitals. I gently stroked her there. My mother, who was already wet, couldn't hold back any longer.

She kept saying, "No. No." I knew that if I didn't act now, I wouldn't have another chance. I boldly touched her entire vulva with my hand and touched her breast with one hand. But my mother forcefully pulled my hand away. I quickly put her on the bed and pulled out my large penis. I inserted it into my mother's vagina. My mother kept saying, "No, no. We are mother and son, this is incest!" But my large penis was already inside. I saw my mother tremble slightly, as if nothing had happened. I couldn't care less about that in my impulsiveness. I just kept thrusting my penis into my mother's vagina. My mother didn't move, but her fluids flowed more and more. It sounded like an eel entering its hole. I saw that my mother didn't move, and I didn't know what she was thinking. I thought she must be angry. But I thought, I'm already inside. I'll finish first and then worry about the rest. The less she moved, the harder I thrust. My large penis slammed violently into her vagina. Her two large breasts shook violently from the impact. After a while, I felt my mother's buttocks move. It seemed to be thrusting upwards. My penis became even harder. I desperately tried to penetrate my mother's vagina. At this moment, my mother's fluids seemed to be gushing out. My buttocks thrust several times. My breasts seemed even larger. I wanted to last longer, but it was my first time, and I couldn't control myself. I ejaculated immediately.

Afterwards, my mother didn't move. It seemed like tears were flowing. I was very sad. I lay quietly without moving.

About twenty minutes later, my mother saw that I wasn't moving, so she hugged me and said, "My child, it's over now, don't worry about it." She cried as she spoke. She said, "We are unfortunate people." I buried my head between my mother's breasts and said, "Mother, I'm sorry." My mother said, "It's alright, it's alright. As long as you're okay." Touching my mother's large breasts,

my penis became erect again. I gently bit my mother's nipple and said, "I want to nurse." My mother said, "Go ahead and nurse." I gently bit her nipple and touched my mother's vulva. My mother's vulva was still wet. Just one touch...

Her vulva opened wide. I gently touched her buttocks, kissed her breasts, then her face, and finally her mouth. I then inserted my fingers into her vagina. This time, my mother didn't resist. Instead, she twisted her large buttocks, moaning softly,

and used her hand to grasp my penis and insert it into her vagina. Then she said, "This can only be once. No more."

I quickly said, "Okay, okay," and forcefully inserted my penis into her vagina, while rubbing her breasts. I wanted to bring my mother to orgasm. This time, my mother also got hooked. She thrust her buttocks forward forcefully and moaned continuously. Seeing how comfortable my mother looked, my penis grew larger and larger. But at that time, I didn't know any sexual positions. My mother didn't know either. She only knew man on top. But my mother's cooperation was very good. Although she was thirty-eight years old, because she hadn't had sex for the past two years, her vagina was still quite tight and wet. Due to long-term labor, she was also very strong. Her thrusting of her buttocks made the impact between my penis and vagina very effective.

Sometimes, even when I didn't move, she would thrust her buttocks upwards. Looking at my mother's pleasure... My guilt vanished.

I thrust my penis forcefully into my mother's vagina. My mother, in turn, became even more eager, desperately pulling my buttocks towards her side. The fluid from my back soaked a large patch of the bed. Her moans grew louder, her breasts trembled like leaves, and her buttocks twisted like a millstone. First came moans, then shouts of "Harder! Harder!" Finally, she let out a loud cry and fell silent. I knew my mother had reached orgasm. I thrust in and out over a hundred more times, finally ejaculating beside her. I collapsed and fell asleep. Some time later, I woke up to find my mother limping in the kitchen preparing breakfast. I was already dressed. I wondered if I had been dreaming. I touched my penis; there was still semen on it. I touched the blanket; my mother's vaginal fluid was still wet. I realized it was real. But my mother acted as if nothing had happened, calling me to eat breakfast as usual. When I got up, I looked at my mother's face, and there was no change in her expression.

My mother was really good at pretending.

After that, I didn't touch my mother for more than a month. Several times I tried to touch her,

but she dodged. Until one time I saw her masturbating, I had sex with her again. After that, we would have sex about every two or three days. Every time, I would bring my mother to orgasm. My mother was at the age when she was very sexually active. But she always said to have sex less.

I was going through puberty. But we still slept together at night. Every night I would put my hand next to her while sleeping. She got used to it. Without my hand there, she didn't seem to sleep as well. During this time, that distant cousin came once. But my mother refused him. The cousin left without even eating lunch. This kind of life lasted for three years. I was nineteen years old. Through an introduction, I left my mother to work in the city. It was the kind of hard labor.

Although my mother was reluctant to let me go, she had no choice but to let me work. The family was really too poor. In the city...

We migrant workers are the most pitiful. Our wages are pitifully low. Life is hard, and our sex life is even harder. Some of us got our hands on pornographic tapes. It was my first time seeing one. The number of sexual positions was astonishing. After watching it, I couldn't get an erection for a long time.

Two months later, I received my monthly salary. An older migrant worker invited me out. I went with him. It turned out we were going to find prostitutes. We found two in a small street. They were over forty years old. The price was very low.

They said it was ten yuan per session. When I saw their age, I wanted to leave. The woman saw that I wanted to leave and said, "Young man, come on, come on. It's free." The older migrant worker also pulled me. I thought I'd just have to go along with it. That day, the middle-aged woman used every position imaginable. She even wanted me to lick her side. She said she'd give me twenty. For the money, I licked her until she was dripping wet. The woman had a big butt, but it was loose. Her breasts were also big, but they were also loose. It was nothing compared to my mother's buttocks and breasts. But I hadn't had sex for over two months. My penis immediately became erect. The woman even gave me oral sex for a long time, making it even harder. After inserting it into her vagina, I felt empty, without the feeling of having sex with my mother. Perhaps this woman had used her vagina too much. But when I thought of my mother's enormous breasts,

I felt like I was having sex with her. I thrust hard. The woman also participated, moaning incessantly and shouting that she was going to die. I thrust hard too, changing positions with the woman. Finally, the woman went limp and fell

silent. I could only thrust wildly and ejaculate inside her. When I left, the woman gave me twenty yuan

and told me to come often. Later, I went several times. Anyway, it was free. This made the old migrant worker extremely envious.

During the New Year, I went home. When my mother saw me return, she rushed over and hugged me. I didn't say a word. I picked up my mother and threw her onto the bed. In a few quick movements, I stripped her clothes off. When I looked, her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. But I wasn't impatient. Instead, I squeezed her large breasts and rubbed them vigorously. Then I kissed her vulva and licked her clitoris. No one had ever kissed my mother's vulva before. Just one touch, and her vaginal fluid sprayed onto my face. Her body writhed incessantly. A few minutes later, there was no sound. I could only feel the vaginal fluid flowing continuously. Her large breasts seemed about to burst. I gently inserted my penis into her vagina. Only then did I come to my senses. I launched a fierce attack, as if trying to pierce her.

My mother moaned softly, saying she was going to die. I slowed down, letting my mother sit on me while I thrust. I kept slapping her plump buttocks. Her vaginal fluid flowed onto me as well. I kept changing positions,

thrusting into her until she was almost dead. Later, I had her lie face down on the bed. I entered her from behind, thrusting wildly. She didn't react at all.

Let her catch her breath. Then I thrust hard again. She fainted for several minutes. I grabbed her big buttocks and pounded into her again, ejaculating into her uterus. That day, we did it six times. We didn't get up until 10 a.m. the next day

. When I got up, my mother touched my head. I got aroused and did it again. My mother kept saying no, no,

but her juices flowed out again. After we had sex, my mother walked unsteadily for several days. When I asked, I found out that Jing was swollen from all the sex.

After the New Year, I went to the city to work again. The night before I left, we had sex six more times. I fucked my mother until all her juices had drained. Her back was dry. When I left, she was supposed to see me off, but she couldn't get up because of the pain from her tinea. She couldn't walk. But I didn't go home for six years. I earned a lot of money after working and also found a girlfriend. When I went back, I brought my girlfriend with me. My mother seemed very happy. That night,

I fucked my wife until she screamed. My mother next door kept turning around with those lewd sounds. I knew my mother couldn't take it anymore, but I couldn't go to her. Until midnight, when my wife was asleep, I secretly went to my mother's room.

My mother was asleep, but her body was naked, and her vagina was still wet. I immediately inserted my penis into her vagina. My mother was awake at this time, but she didn't make a sound, afraid that my wife next door would hear. Although my mother was forty-eight years old,

she was still strong due to long-term labor. She had just gained some weight, and her buttocks were bigger. Since no one had fucked her for six years, her penis was still very tight, and she was very wet. But someone was next door. She didn't make a sound, but just thrust her fat buttocks towards my penis. That night, I used all my strength to fuck my mother until her vaginal fluids filled the bed.

Not long after, I was getting married. On my wedding day, I also asked someone to find a strong man in his thirties for my mother, because I had some money. The bachelor was happy. My mother was quite satisfied too. They got married on the same day as us. That night, while I was fucking my wife and she was screaming, my mother was also moaning incessantly. My wife had a big ass, a thick back, and enormous breasts, much like my mother. Her back was tighter than my mother's. I was much more lewd when I fucked her than my mother. She never cared whether anyone was around or not. But that night, she screamed a lot, though not louder than my mother. My mother and I had made love so many times. Although she moaned, she had never screamed like that. I got up and saw my mother lying on top of that man, shaking incessantly. Her two large breasts were trembling. She was screaming, "Fuck me! Fuck my side!" as if she wanted to insert the man completely into her side. The man was single and rarely had sex. He seemed to have never seen this before and was a little uncomfortable. But my mother was an expert. She had many moves and even some innovations. Her millstone-like ass was pounding like cannons. She kept yelling to fuck me harder. "I want it, I want it!" This was the first time I'd ever seen my mother so lewd. I realized that she was actually reserved when it came to fucking me.

The next day, Mother got up early, as calm as ever. She said, "There's not much firewood left, I'll go chop some."

The man wanted to go too, but his legs were already weak. One night had been enough for him. Mother said, "If you don't go,

I'll go." She went alone. A while later, Mother still hadn't returned. I thought she might be too tired to carry me, so I went to look for her. On the mountaintop, I saw Mother. She seemed to be lying on the ground watching something. I went over to look.

It turned out to be Uncle Li and his wife from the other side of the mountain having sex. Mother was watching, touching her lower body.

She didn't see me. Uncle Li's wife was fair-skinned. Her breasts were very white and round. Her thighs were raised high. She

was making lewd noises, shouting, "Thrust harder, fuck me harder!" Mother lay there motionless for a long time.

After a while, Uncle Li lay on top of his wife without moving. I went to Mother's side and touched her buttocks. Mother cried out, "Who's there?" This terrified Uncle Li. He and his wife pulled up their pants and ran. The wife's breasts jiggled as she ran, her white buttocks swaying. She disappeared into the woods in an instant.

By then, Mother had recovered and said, "You scared me half to death!" I looked and saw that Mother's vulva was exposed, her juices still flowing. I quickly pulled off her pants and ripped off her shirt. I placed her large buttocks on the ground, buried my face in her groin, and kissed her clitoris. I vigorously rubbed her large breasts. It was our first time having sex in the wild. Mother was very excited, her juices dripping. I penetrated her vagina, thrusting straight into her cervix, and said to her, "If you enjoy it, just scream." Mother initially moaned softly, but with my vigorous thrusting, her moans grew louder and louder. They could be heard from across the mountain, and the echoes came back. Mother had probably never felt so good before. Her large breasts trembled wildly. Her enormous buttocks were held high. Water gushed from her back. The advantage of having sex in the wild is the spaciousness. We rolled around as we fucked, in the dense grass. My mother lay on the ground, wanting me to fuck her from behind. I grabbed her buttocks and thrust wildly, like poking a hornet's nest. So cruel, as if I wanted to fuck her to pieces. My mother completely let go, shouting how good it felt, how comfortable. Fuck me, fuck me to death! Squeeze my breasts, harder, fuck my cunt. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. Good son. Mother is going to die. I slowed down then, slapping her big buttocks. My mother seemed afraid my penis would run away, desperately pushing her genitals towards my penis. After

fucking for a while, her body was completely limp. Her cries became indistinct. I knew my mother was about to climax, so I thrust hard, ejaculating until she collapsed on the ground. A long time passed. My mother didn't move.

That day, I helped my mother down the mountain. As soon as I got back, my wife said, "Hey. I just heard a sound from the mountain.

It was so strange. It sounded like Mother's voice. Are you alright?" Mother's face flushed instantly. I told my wife that Mother had tripped and fallen. Mother quickly said, "I fell." That night, while we were sleeping, I inserted my penis into my wife's vagina. My wife moaned and said, "Today, I didn't hear Mother's voice sound like she had fallen. It sounded like she was moaning comfortably. It sounded like she was being fucked." I thrust into her vagina forcefully. I said, "You misheard. All you ever think about is this. I'll fuck you to death!" I launched a fierce attack. She moaned until she was silent. After I fucked Mother that time, there was no sound in Mother's room for several days. The man was happy to have some peace and quiet. But soon, he started moving again, moaning loudly every time. I also fucked her every night. When my wife heard the moans from the other side, she also started moaning loudly. The quiet mountain became much more lively.

But the man still couldn't satisfy Mother's sexual desire. Every few days, she would go with me to the mountains to chop firewood. We'd have sex there once .

Not long after we got married, I went to the city to become a small business owner. I rarely went home anymore. My mother was getting older. Her

sex life decreased. We almost never had sex again. We had sex once on her fifty-second birthday.

Not long after, she said she couldn't do it anymore. Later, she grew older and older. Because she didn't work, her waist became thicker and thicker.

She even had trouble breathing when walking. I never had sex with her again. Only that other man occasionally had sex with her, but it wasn't as good as before. My mother's sexless life was drawing ever closer. Now, I live in a strange little city!

Every time the night is quiet, I hear my mother's dreamlike moans echoing in my ears!

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