The Temptation of Mother's Genitals

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Reposting "The Temptation of Mother's Genitals"
Author: wtom
Published: 2003/11/17 on Erotic Coastline
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********** ... 　　I believe that while having sex with one's mother is impossible, spying on her genitals is almost always successful, and 　　the group of people who do so is quite large; I am one of them, because we share a common interest. 　　One point needs to be emphasized: most people have only ever seen their mother's genitals—the mons pubis covered in inverted triangular pubic 　　hair (some mothers don't even have pubic hair)—and probably only her buttocks. 　　They remain completely ignorant of the world between their mother's legs, which is regrettable, as the allure of a mature woman's private parts is immense, and understanding 　　the unknown means conquest. 　　I am a lucky one; I finally had the opportunity to feast my eyes on the beautiful sight between my mother's legs, fulfilling a long-held wish 　　, and it felt incredibly satisfying. Here, I wish to 　　share my happiness with those who have actually seen their mother's genitals or those who haven't, and I hope to share your happiness as well. 　　I won't go into details about my mother; I'll start by talking about the two times I accidentally witnessed my parents having sex 　　. 　　I remember the first time was during summer vacation when I was fifteen. My mother's workplace was offering 　　a two-week computer training course for its employees, followed by an assessment. Every evening at six o'clock, my mother would go to 　　a local school to learn computers, not returning home until eight o'clock. After washing up, she would continue studying. 　　That day, as usual, after washing up, my mother, wearing a plain white tank top and 　　bright red underwear, lay on the bed with a bedside lamp, reading. My father was also lying on the bed reading the newspaper, because 　　my mother didn't want him to watch TV, fearing it would disturb his reading. 　　The door to my parents' bedroom was an old-fashioned wooden door with four panes of transparent glass. To prevent 　　others from seeing inside, a curtain was hung on the door, just large enough to cover the glass. Because their bed was horizontally facing 　　the door, even with the door closed, I could see them through the glass by simply lifting a corner of the curtain. 　　Those nights, I would stand naked in front of the door, staring at my mother lying on the bed. Because of the heat 　　, sometimes after my mother finished washing up, she would lie on the bed naked from the waist down to cool off. At those times, I could peek 　　at her genitals. However, since their bed was sideways, I could only see her 　　body lying on its side, and I couldn't see the area between her legs. Even so, I was already very content. 　　My mother's pubic area was very full, plump like a steamed bun, covered with thick, curly brown 　　pubic hair. The hair was very thick, about four or five centimeters long, and looked very beautiful. My mother's pubic area was fertile 　　soil, a treasure trove, where only alluring pubic hair could grow. Therefore, I developed 　　the habit of collecting the pubic hair that fell on her sheets. Over time, I've accumulated quite a few. If you want, I can give you 　　two. 　　To be honest, every time I looked at my mother's genitals, I was looking at her pubic hair. And whenever I saw her pubic hair, my 　　penis would immediately become erect, and the urethral opening on the glans would secrete fluid, making the entire glans 　　slippery. I really liked this feeling. 　　I think that in nature, whether it's humans or animals, as long as a male sees a female's genitals and is 　　tempted by them, he will have this reaction. It's a primal instinct, a 　　prerequisite for mating and reproduction for every species. In other words, at this point, I was ready to have intercourse with my mother, but unfortunately, I couldn't. 　　That day, I stood outside the door, still naked, with my erect penis, staring at my mother's genitals. 　　The red underwear she was wearing was very eye-catching and sexy. I felt that red was a symbol of lust, capable of arousing 　　my primal sexual desire. 　　A little while later, Dad finished reading the newspaper. Having nothing else to do, he stared at Mom 　　's snow-white thighs. After a while, he stroked her thighs and said, "How about we do it tonight?" 　　Mom said, "No, I need to read. Let's do it another day." 　　Unexpectedly, Dad ignored her reply, got up, grabbed the sides of Mom's panties 　　, and pulled them down. Mom didn't resist. After her pubic hair was exposed, Dad gently patted her body. Mom 　　slightly raised her buttocks, and Dad pulled her panties off her legs. 　　Dad tossed Mom's panties aside, casually placed a towel under her buttocks to prevent 　　her vaginal fluids from leaking onto the sheets during intercourse, then spread Mom's legs, pulled off his own underwear, and 　　stood between Mom's legs with his large, erect penis, the glans swollen and red. 　　I was incredibly excited. I never imagined I'd see my parents having sex, and with the lights on! To 　　get a clearer view of how they were doing it, I rushed to grab my binoculars. Unfortunately, by the time I got them, 　　my father had already inserted his penis into my mother's vagina (it was strange; was her vagina already wet?). 　　I regretted not seeing the penetration clearly, but it was still incredibly exciting. I saw my father on 　　top of my mother, thrusting his penis in and out, while my mother didn't cooperate, continuing to read her book, letting him 　　thrust inside her, freely penetrating her vagina. 　　As I watched, I masturbated, my penis throbbing hard. Everything before me was incredibly stimulating.

Dad's thrusting wasn't fast, but unfortunately I couldn't see Mom's vagina because they were facing sideways. So I
could only see Dad's penis going in and out.
Sometimes, the movements were too vigorous, and Dad's penis would accidentally pull out of Mom's vagina. Dad would quickly use his hand
to hold his penis and reinsert it until his genitals overlapped with Mom's. The speed wasn't fast, but the range of motion was
large, allowing him to penetrate very deeply, his entire penis entering Mom's vagina. Then he would press against Mom's pubic hairy
mons pubis and twist a few times. I imagined that feeling must be incredibly pleasurable.
After thrusting like this dozens of times, Dad climbed off Mom, pulled his penis out of her body, and then squatted
between Mom's legs, using the elasticity of the mattress to press the head of his penis against Mom's vaginal opening. I watched as Dad's
swollen, red glans pounded against Mom's genitals like a pestle, making my mouth dry. I really wished
I could do that to Mom's genitals myself.
After a while, Dad probably found Mom uncooperative and boring, so he withdrew his penis before ejaculating
, leaving Mom naked from the waist down, and went to sleep.
I was still watching Mom's genitals through binoculars while rubbing my penis. Mom unconsciously bent
her legs apart, touched the area between her legs where Dad had penetrated her, and then stroked her
pubic hair. I clearly saw that when she removed her fingers from her genitals, they were covered with a shiny liquid, which must have
been her vaginal fluid.
After a while, Mom probably got sleepy, closed the book, turned off the light, and went to sleep. I quickly rubbed my penis and
ejaculated towards Mom's genitals, ending my voyeurism.
The second time was one summer night when I was sixteen. It was summer again, and summer is truly a
season full of temptations.
I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. Half-asleep, I heard noises coming from my parents' room. Listening carefully, I heard
my mother's panting moans and my father's deep, heavy breathing. They were having sex, and
the door was open! I immediately perked up, got out of bed quietly, and tiptoed to their bedroom
door, standing against the wall.
That year, their bed had been moved slightly, and part of it was blocked by the wall. Because the wall obstructed their
view, I could see them, but they couldn't see me. Using the faint moonlight, I looked at the bed and saw
two naked people, one on top of the other, excitedly engaging in
intercourse, only a meter away from me.
The slightly plumper, fairer-skinned woman below was clearly the mother. She was wrapped in her arms around the father's back
, her legs entwined around his waist, being penetrated by him. He was panting heavily, his hips undulating as his
penis moved in and out of her. The mother moved her lower body in response, and they kissed intermittently.
Although I couldn't see their genitals clearly, I could hear the squelching sounds of his penis
as it thrust in and out of her vagina, the squelching of her vaginal fluids and the friction against the vaginal walls—a very pleasant sound. The mother
's vagina must have been very wet and slippery, otherwise, there wouldn't have been such sounds.
The lewd sounds made me forget the cold ground and sit on the floor, watching the scene
and rubbing my penis. At that moment, their desire was burning intensely, completely absorbed in their passionate
lovemaking, entwined and inseparable. I never imagined I would witness such a scene of intercourse so closely.
Mom moaned softly, her breath coming in short gasps, enjoying the stimulation from Dad's thrusts. Then,
a loud "smack" was heard from their joined bodies. She vaguely saw Dad
thrust his penis forcefully inside Mom's vagina, and heard Mom hiss, saying, "Gently, it hurts."
Just then, "smack," Dad thrust again, and Mom hissed, saying, "What's wrong?
Gently."
Perhaps Mom's pain fueled Dad's desire to conquer her. He grunted, and before Mom could recover
, he thrust his penis forcefully seven or eight times in quick succession. "Hiss...
stop...ah, it hurts so much...hiss...I won't let you do this anymore, you're so annoying, pull it out
...hiss...it hurts so much!" Mom cried out in pain, gritting her teeth and gasping for breath.
Seeing that Mom was a little angry, Dad quickly said, "Okay, okay, I won't anymore." Dad lay on top of Mom
, his penis slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina. When Mom's pain lessened, he increased
the force of his thrusts slightly, and soon Mom started moaning again.
Suddenly, Dad straightened up, lifted Mom's legs onto his shoulders, and pushed her forward. Then, supporting himself on
the bed with his hands and feet, he thrust his hips, making his penis thrust into Mom's vagina rapidly like a pile driver. Caught off guard
, Mom laughed at Dad's actions, quickly grabbing the sheets for balance. Soon, she began
to pant heavily under Dad's thrusts, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, so hot, so hot, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Mom
's body trembled violently, her hands grabbing wildly at the bed. It turned out that Mom had reached orgasm.
Mom's unique cries during orgasm greatly stimulated me. I never thought I would hear Mom's orgasm sounds with my own ears and
see her reach orgasm with my own eyes. At this moment, I imagined my mother's facial expression as I vigorously masturbated.
My mother gasped for breath for five or six minutes before calming down. My father lowered her legs and wrapped them around his waist
, then lay back on top of her, slowly thrusting into her vagina. After her orgasm, my mother hugged
my father, still moaning softly, savoring the afterglow of her climax.
After a while, my father's breathing became rapid; he was probably about to ejaculate, so he said to my mother, "Let go." My mother
contentedly replied, "Let go." Then, my father, supporting himself on the bed, thrust his
penis into my mother's vagina at top speed. My mother quickly grabbed my father's arms, raising her genitals to meet his thrusts
, moaning loudly, her lower body writhing, the sounds of their bodies mingling continuously.
Dad, panting heavily, thrust about seventy times, then suddenly cried out "Ah!" and collapsed onto Mom, his lower
body pressed tightly against hers. He ejaculated inside her vagina, his whole body trembling. At the same time, Mom also...
She let out a long sigh, her body twitched a few times, then relaxed, her limbs
sliding off her father and lying flat on the bed. Only their rapid breathing remained in the room.
They lay motionless, silently overlapping, savoring the pleasure after intercourse. Slowly, their
breathing subsided as the climax faded. Because they were supposed to get up to wash later
, and I was afraid they would find me, I quietly returned to my room.
I sat on the bed, reflecting on everything I had just witnessed, masturbating until I ejaculated; the semen shot far and in large quantities.
I regretted it. I could have waited until they finished washing and fell asleep to touch my mother's genitals .
They usually sleep naked after sex, and they're usually very tired and sleep
soundly. Maybe I could have actually penetrated her vagina; she was half-asleep and might have thought it
was my father again.
This was my second time spying. What I remember most vividly is
the scene of my father forcefully thrusting his penis into my mother's vagina, causing her to scream in pain. The sound of her cries brought me intense sensory stimulation, which I still
remember vividly. I would be content if I could thrust into her vagina like my father did. The illusion often makes me feel that those thrusts
were mine. However, I still didn't know what my mother's genitals looked like, and I was very anxious. Sometimes I really wanted
to disregard the consequences and pull down my mother's underwear, spread her legs, and lie down to see for myself.
This continued until I was eighteen years old when I finally fulfilled my wish. That year, the wooden door of our bathroom had rotted at the bottom corner due to long-term dampness, and I could see 　　everything inside
clearly through the hole while lying on the ground . 　　That night, my father wasn't home, and while my mother was taking a shower, I quietly lay down in front of the hole and peeked inside. 　　I wasn't afraid of being discovered at all because the bathroom light would prevent my mother from noticing my 　　eyes in the darkness outside the hole. 　　I wasn't paying much attention to my mother's attractive upper body; my eyes were fixed on her genitals. 　　Her pubic hair, wet from the water, clung to her vulva, strands of it flowing down, creating a 　　scene reminiscent of a flowing mountain stream. 　　Then, like a puppy urinating, my mother propped one leg on the edge of the tub and used her left index finger 　　to clean her genitals between her legs. I was incredibly excited watching this, though I couldn't see clearly because of her finger. 　　I had initially thought my mother inserted her finger into her vagina to clean herself, but that wasn't 　　the case at all. She only needed to wash like that during her period and after intercourse; normally, just washing the vaginal opening was enough. 　　A little while later, Mom finished her bath and came out of the tub. I was so startled that I was about to leave when I noticed that she was 　　washing her underwear in the tub water. She was standing with her back to the door, only half a meter away, so I could 　　see her buttocks clearly. Mom scrubbed the underwear in her hands for about three or four minutes. When she bent over to rinse the underwear, she 　　had to spread her legs to maintain her balance. As a result, when she bent over with her legs slightly bent and sticked out her buttocks 　　, her entire genitals were exposed. I finally saw her genitals clearly. 　　The pubic hair stretched from the full mons pubis to the two labia majora, decreasing in density and length, and then 　　stopped at the perineum and anus, neat and tidy. The clitoris was not visible because it was not stimulated and could not become erect. The two 　　thick labia majora were grayish-brown because of the pubic hair, but the color was not too dark; it was more like flesh color. 　　In the middle were two brown labia minora. The urethral opening at the upper part of the middle of the labia minora was too small to be obvious; that was 　　where Mom urinated. It would be nice to see Mom urinating. 　　The lower part of the labia minora reveals a pink, delicate vaginal opening, inside which lies the vagina—the 　　place every man's penis longs to penetrate. However, because no penis is 　　currently inserted, the vaginal opening is closed. Only during intercourse, when the glans of the penis pries open the vaginal opening, can the penis enter. I really want to see 　　how my mother's vagina 　　reacts when penises of different lengths and thicknesses take turns using their glans to pry open the vaginal opening and insert into her vagina. Further down, in the perineum, is my mother's anus. There's nothing to talk about about the anus; I'm not 　　interested. 　　Seeing my mother in this alluring position, I really want to rush in and insert my swollen penis into her vagina 　　, to experience the sensation of vaginal penetration, but unfortunately, I don't dare. (Observation order: pubic area (including pubic hair) — 　　clitoris — labia majora — labia minora — urethral opening — vaginal opening — anus) This is my mother's genitalia. Temptation. 　　For years, I'd dreamt of the mature woman's genitals, and today I finally saw their true form. My 　　wish had finally come true. I no longer needed to guess what they looked like; I had a clear reference 　　point when masturbating. 　　That night, I was incredibly excited. I sat on the bed with the lights off, rubbing my penis, recalling 　　my mother's genitals in my mind. I imagined myself naked, lying on top of her 　　, holding her tightly, pressing her down, my hand on my penis, slowly using the head to open her vaginal opening, 　　inserting my entire penis inside her, making intimate contact between our genitals, 　　thrusting my penis in and out of her vagina as fast or slow as I pleased, making her vagina produce 　　a lot of fluid, her panting softly. 　　I imagined making squelching sounds while penetrating my mother's vagina, thrusting hard a few 　　times until she hissed in pain, bringing her to orgasm and causing her to gasp for breath for a long time, 　　and ejaculating inside her while my body trembled... Thinking about all these scenarios 　　, I masturbated and ejaculated four times that night. 　　After that, whenever my father wasn't home, I would peek at my mother 　　's genitals through the hole in the door while she showered. Now, my greatest wish is to insert my penis into my mother's vagina, but I think I'll probably never be able to in this lifetime 　　. 　　[The End]

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