Son's desires

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One summer evening when her son was fifteen, it was nearly ten o'clock, and Zhang Xinxin still hadn't returned home. So, her son grabbed a flashlight, left the house, and headed towards the path his mother usually took. That night, there was no moon; the darkness was inky, and all was silent. Passing a vegetable garden, he heard some strange noises coming from the roadside and quietly crept towards the sound. There was a cellar in the middle of the garden, thatched up, with light shining through the gaps in the thatch—the sound was coming from inside. Her son peered through a crack.

He saw that it was brightly lit inside, and the room was filled with people—all men, all naked. He counted: there were more than twenty of them. They were all looking towards the center—that was where the sound was coming from. Because his view was blocked, the son couldn't see what was in the middle, so he moved to another gap and could see right through: in the middle was a large wooden bed, and a naked man was lying on it, moving back and forth—beneath him was someone—who looked like a woman: it turned out he was having sex with that woman—the son was shocked;

a strange premonition filled his heart.

He saw that the woman was lying on her back on the bed, her torso covered by the man's body, her limbs exposed—she was clearly naked too. The son looked at the woman's face again: her face—the son rubbed his eyes—wasn't that his mother!? —A premonition sent a jolt through the son's heart: was his mother acting voluntarily or being forced? —But his mother remained motionless: her face was expressionless, her eyes fixed upwards, seemingly numb… The man stopped moving, climbed off his mother, and the son's eyes lit up: his mother's plump, fair body was completely exposed—her dark pubic hair was particularly striking… "This woman is amazing—she drained one dry in ten minutes…" At this moment, another man in his fifties came up: he was lewd-looking, short-statured, dark and thin—but his manhood was frighteningly large: dark, like a thick rolling pin standing upright below. The old man stood between his mother's legs and slowly knelt down—his arms supporting him on either side of her body as he slowly bent down—and began to suckle at her nipple… His tongue licked from her neck down to her genitals… His thin, dark hands groped all over her plump, fair body… Finally, the old man climbed on top of his mother and embraced her—his body thrust forward, and his mother immediately groaned: his heart pounded—the old man had inserted his large member into his mother's body… The old man gripped his mother's waist with both hands, moving his body back and forth: his short, dark torso pressed against her plump, fair body, creating a strong contrast… "Half an hour already! The old man's still going on!" The old man stopped moving, simply holding his mother tightly… The old man finally climbed off his mother: his member had drooped, but had become much smaller, almost retracted—yet his mother seemed the same as before, showing no reaction whatsoever, and no change in her body. "That woman's a real tigress, she almost crushed my thing! If it were you guys, you'd ejaculate eighteen times already… But the women I've been with before, I made them suffer terribly. Today it's the other way around…" At this moment, a young man was on top of his mother… From their conversation, the son understood: they were a group of migrant workers from out of town, about to return home. A few days ago, they had seen his mother on the street—the old man from earlier, seeing her appearance, assumed that his mother, in her thirties or forties, in her "prime," was the kind of woman who could give men the strongest stimulation and had extremely high physical endurance. So, these guys, their lust aroused, secretly followed his mother. Tonight, they intercepted her here and finally succeeded—from nine o'clock until now. His mother initially resisted desperately, but after more than an hour of torture, she was too weak to struggle anymore—she was numb, only able to silently endure.

These guys took turns venting their lust on his mother, using various methods. Several guys took turns two or three times, and the old man took turns four times… Finally, a huge black dog came up, a large wolfhound: the dog opened its mouth and stuck out its long tongue—before the son understood what was happening, the dog squatted down on his mother's lower body and then lay down—the mother suddenly screamed and fainted: it turned out that these guys had made this male dog, who was in heat, have bestiality with his mother… The big dog licked his mother's breasts, seemingly very excited… After it was over, the big dog licked the fluid flowing from his mother's lower body… By the time they all left, it was already three o'clock in the morning. There was no light down there, so the son turned on his flashlight, went down into the cellar, and went to his mother's side. The light shone on the mother's face: she remained lying there, expressionless, eyes closed, motionless; the light then swept across her lower body: her thick pubic hair was matted together, her slit was slightly open, and a constant flow of fluid seeped out, soaking a large area of the bed—the son felt his penis was out of control: Zhang Xinxin's body had truly aroused his lust for the first time.

He was completely captivated by his mother's body—no matter how much the men ravaged her, she remained unmoved: what the old man had said was true—the son enjoyed seeing his mother raped by many men and desired to—a novel, unprecedented idea suddenly popped into his mind: to have sex with his mother, to have mother-son sex.

That night, the son carried Zhang Xinxin home and washed her body. While he bathed her, she remained motionless, letting him do as he pleased… The sun rose, and Zhang Xinxin and her son lay asleep in bed, naked, embracing each other, their bodies intertwined… The afternoon sun shone through the curtains onto Zhang Xinxin's body—she still hadn't woken up. The son, now awake, got up and gently unfolded Zhang Xinxin's body: his mother's body was completely relaxed, without any reaction. The son knelt between Zhang Xinxin's legs, observing his mother's body closely for the first time.

Zhang Xinxin was just forty years old, the prime of a woman's physical maturity: she was well-proportioned, voluptuous, and had fair, smooth skin; her short hair was neat and soft, her appearance simple and elegant, with only a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes—which only enhanced her charm; she had a slender neck and shoulders, long upper arms, and full, firm breasts; a slim waist and wide hips, and round, firm thighs—her son couldn't help but lean down, his hands beginning to caress his mother's body: her skin was smooth and delicate, her breasts elastic.

His hands roamed over his mother's body, finally sliding to her lower body: although she had been intimate many times, her pubic hair was still very thick, and her vulva was slightly closed—he parted the vulva with his hands: the opening that had tempted so many men was clearly revealed—he couldn't resist.

He lay on top of his mother, his arms tightly around her—his penis was already erect, pressing against her vulva. The son thrust forward, his penis penetrating her vagina—mother and son, body connected: Zhang Xinxin and Liu Donglei's first sexual intercourse began.

The son's hands gripped his mother's waist, his body moving back and forth, thrusting forward against her lower body, his penis pumping in and out; his mother's breasts pressed against his chest, being rubbed against him—the son felt the warmth of his mother's body.

His penis swelled and hardened, the glans striking his mother's clitoris repeatedly. Although Zhang Xinxin was in a daze, her body reacted spontaneously: the lower part of her vagina began to contract, gripping her son's penis tightly.

The son's body grew increasingly tense, his movements more intense… He couldn't help but hug his mother tightly:

his penis was fully inside her vagina, the glans pressing firmly against her clitoris—her vulva gripped the base of his penis—he felt a surge of heat gushing from his penis, shooting into his mother's body—his penis throbbed forward in waves, continuously injecting his love fluid into his mother's body: finally, his mark remained inside her, the son's best expression of love for his mother—Zhang Xinxin and Liu Donglei's first mother-son sexual intercourse was successful.

Finally, only when his penis was completely flaccid did the son withdraw from his mother's body: Zhang Xinxin and Liu Donglei's first mother-son sexual intercourse was complete.

[The End]

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