My mother, He Xin

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My Mother, He Xin

I. I Love My Mother

My mother's name is He Xin. She lost the joys of girlhood at a very young age, learning to conceive
and give birth. When she was twelve, my father seduced her at a bonfire party, taking her virginity
, and thus I was born. On their wedding night, I was also born. My father worked in a company and was quite
chauvinistic. After he rose to a minor managerial position, he developed a drinking problem, often drinking until he was unconscious,
requiring my mother, me, and the rest of the family to help him to bed. However, he didn't beat or scold anyone in the family when he was drunk. Therefore,
considering other factors, you could say he treated my mother quite well (at least compared to other families in town),
and it was clear that my mother loved my father, or perhaps it was "a form of respect."
However, I often sensed a hint of melancholy in my mother. Of course, at that time, I didn't fully understand
why. Our family's circumstances were considered upper-middle class compared to other families; my mother never had to
work to support the family.
Whenever I had the chance, I would help my mother with chores. My father was always at the company, which naturally brought my mother and me
closer. She often came to me for help when she had problems; and I, in turn, would try to cheer her up.
It was clear that my mother liked having me around, as it alleviated some of the boredom of housework.

My father always left early and came home late, and nine times out of ten he was drunk. I felt that romance had long since
disappeared from their marriage. Most of the time, he was either busy with work, in meetings, or drinking. Under
these circumstances, my mother was actually very lonely. However, I believe my father still loved my mother very much. They
would joke around or tease each other, but the romance they had when they first got married was
very rare… practically nonexistent.

My mother doted on me. During the day, while working, my mother would often gaze at me lovingly for a long time, occasionally cupping
my little face and kissing me repeatedly. At night, after everyone else in the family had gone to bed, my mother and I would often lie together in
bed, kissing and caressing each other, whispering secrets. I knew my mother loved having me with her… Over time
, my mother and I became very close. She would even hold me and whisper that my presence was like
the sunshine illuminating her life.

We talked about almost everything. I told my mother about my favorite celebrities, and she told me
about her life before she got married. She still longed for those carefree days, but my mother told me she didn't regret her
marriage because it gave her the most important things in her life—her husband and son.

I also love my mother very much, not only for her kindness, gentleness, and love, but also for her stunning beauty. I
am proud to have such a beautiful mother. However, this love is only between a mother and son; there are absolutely no
other thoughts.

I am a precocious child, and I know many things that should only be vague concepts at my age. When I
was twelve, I began to see my mother with a different perspective—a man's perspective. I started to realize that she was a
very beautiful woman.

Her hair was black, thick, and long. When she let it down, the long, flowing black hair cascaded down
to her waist. She had a great figure, full-figured and curvaceous, possessing a mature woman's unique
charm—a captivating allure that could make a man's heart leap!

Gradually, as I grew older, my feelings for my mother changed. By thirteen, I
realized that my mother, with her traditional virtues and beauty, was a woman who attracted me greatly. By the time I turned sixteen
, my maternal love for my mother had fully developed into a man's love for a beautiful woman.

At this point, I was deeply captivated by the unparalleled elegance she exuded. My mother was
my perfect goddess, my dearest love. I passionately loved my mature, beautiful, and voluptuous mother!

On the road, in class, whenever I have free time, I can't help but think about my mother's beautiful and alluring face
. Thinking of her fills me with inexplicable excitement; and when I see her, my heart
races and I'm consumed by lust. I often can't help but want to embrace her like a lover, to kiss her beautiful face.

And several times, I've even dreamt of having sex with her. I'm completely captivated by her;
it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I'm driven mad by it. My mother is the only woman in my life who has ever truly driven me to madness.

Despite this, I've never actually done anything improper to her. Reason tells me it's impossible
. "My mother is my birth mother; I cannot fall in love with her. This is forbidden by morality and propriety, even considered insane
and perverse." I suppress these unspeakable desires, burying my longing for my mother's body deep within my heart.

However, I found myself consciously seeking out my mother's hugs and complimenting her,
saying she was still a very beautiful woman. These words usually made her blush, but
she would still accept them with a smile.

Later, every day when I came home, I would bring her some flowers or desserts. On Sundays
, I would ask her to go to the movies with me. In the theater, I would intentionally or unintentionally lean against her
or hold her soft hand, and then, when she wasn't looking, quickly climb onto her shoulder. At this point, she
would naturally lean back and rest her head on my shoulder.

I knew she looked forward to the days I took her to the movies because she always picked out the films for us in
advance .

After the movie, I liked to sit with my mother in a nearby park for a while, where we could
watch the night view of the whole town and exchange playful, affectionate words.

One day, my mother said to me, "Tie Niu, shouldn't you be thinking about finding someone? You're almost eighteen."

Without considering the consequences, I blurted out, "Mom, I want to be with you forever. I don't want to
get married."

Hearing her son's bold declaration, my mother was clearly taken aback, turning to stare at me in disbelief. After a moment
, her dazed gaze silently drifted into the distance.

"Mom, have I worried you?"

My mother thought for a long time before slowly saying, "I think we should go back."

Seeing my mother's attitude, I started cursing the words I had just blurted out. But then I thought,
words spoken cannot be taken back, so why not take it a step further! If I'm going to take the risk, then so be it, I
can't worry about anything else.

"Mom, if what I said makes you feel embarrassed, I'm so sorry. But you know, your son
isn't stupid, and he's more mature than his actual age. I love you very much, and I'm willing to do anything for your happiness,
Mom, please don't hate me."

Mom was silent for a long time, then looked at me sadly and said, "Tie Niu, it's my fault. I
shouldn't have let this continue. It's all because I was too lonely, so I sought your company, which led you astray
."

"Mom, I didn't want this to happen either. But since it has happened, I'm still very happy to have
fallen in love with a woman like you."

"No! No way! You're my own son!" Mom retorted, "How can such
a thing ? Besides, I'm a married woman."

"Mom, it's already happened, and I don't want to lie, and I don't want to take back my love for you. Mom, Dad is so
cold to you. For your own happiness, can't you carefully consider my... request?"

Mom was silent for a long time again, then two lines of clear tears silently slid down her white jade-like face. Gazing at
my weeping mother, I felt a pang of guilt. I pulled her to my chest and hugged her tightly. Then, she whispered,
"Tie Niu, we should go home."

II. I Kissed My Mother

After this incident, the relationship between my mother and me cooled considerably. Despite my repeated pleas, she
refused to go to the movies with me again, telling me she should
go with a girl my age.

I could tell she was suffering just as much as I was. As the days passed, she became withdrawn and quiet
.

When my father noticed her change and asked why she wouldn't go to the movies with me, she just shook her head
and asked him why he wouldn't take her. He said, "You know I'm very busy. Sunday is my only
day off; it's better to rest at home." Of course, he drank as usual that day.
Then, my mother raised her voice, as if saying something to him, and finally slammed the door and left the bedroom.

This Tuesday, my father wasn't home, and I pleaded with my mother again. Unexpectedly, she didn't speak, but simply
nodded . Overjoyed, I rushed forward and hugged my mother tightly. She didn't resist, gently resting her head on my
shoulder.

"Mom! I'm so happy!" I tightened my embrace, hinting to her, "Now
that she's agreed, our relationship has entered a new chapter."

I silently and very gently stroked my mother's back, my hand lightly sliding across her snowy shoulders and back. My mother
remained still, leaning against my shoulder.

I stepped back slightly, staring into my mother's eyes, gazing into the depths of her gaze, and said in a calm tone, "Mom
, I love you, I will always love you." After saying that, I leaned down and kissed my mother's slender and lovely neck, then slowly
moved up to her face. Finally, I bravely reached out and embraced her, pressing my lips to hers.

Unexpectedly, Mom didn't push me away. She hooked her soft arms around my neck and
closed her eyes tightly...

Mom letting me kiss her like this made me feel incredibly warm and sweet. However, Mom seemed a little numb
, and her beautiful lips were tightly closed.

"Mom, thank you! I feel so good. I think it would be even better if you could relax a little more, make it softer,
and make it a little longer. Mom, let's kiss one more time, okay?"

"How could I let you do this to me?" Mom murmured softly, lost in thought for a long while, then
two clear tears silently slid down her white face.

Gazing at my crying mother, I felt very guilty and pulled her to my chest, hugging her tightly. Unexpectedly,
at this moment , Mom raised her head towards me.

This time, Mom's lips were much softer and slightly parted. I was so happy I almost jumped for joy.
Mom's warm and soft body pressed against mine, and my penis, already erect, pressed against
her lower abdomen.

Oh my god, Mom must have noticed! And her full breasts were pressed tightly against my chest. I felt
my heart pounding, and excitement and pleasure made me dizzy. I had kissed some
girls , but this one, oh my god, had never felt so wonderful.

Finally, I felt Mom almost reluctantly pull away from my embrace and whisper, "
Tie Niu, that's enough for today, we should go home." Mom's face was flushed, and she was a little breathless, as was I.

After that, the flowers I brought back for Mom always earned me a gentle kiss on the cheek. When we were alone
together, the long-lost embrace returned. But unlike before, I could now boldly caress Mom's
snow-white back, kiss her rosy lips and fair neck.

Every Sunday before our date, Mom quickly reverted to her old self, impatient and
restless. My dad noticed too, and asked her with a smile why she couldn't sit still. To this, Mom
simply said she wanted to go to the movies with me.

Dad laughed at me, calling me a sissy boy, still clinging to his mother even at this age. I mumbled, "As long
as Mom's happy, I'd be willing to stick to her forever."

That Sunday evening, Mom wore a very sexy outfit. Despite having given birth, her figure was still slender like a young girl's. The clothes weren't very tight, but they looked great, cleverly highlighting
her full breasts and shapely hips . 　　With light makeup, Mom looked incredibly young, and I was immediately captivated by her stunning beauty. On the way to the cinema, Mom was the focus of every man's attention in town. Seeing those admiring glances, I, as her son , felt incredibly proud. 　　The movie that night was a romantic drama, and as usual, I naturally put my arm around Mom's shoulder.

And Mom rested her head on my shoulder as well. After the movie, we went to our usual park to sit and chat
. It was quite cool outside.

Mom gazed at me and said softly, "Tie Niu, Mom wants to thank you for being so patient, and thank you for giving me
such a wonderful evening."

I looked at Mom and said, "Mom, you look beautiful tonight, very... um! very sexy."

Hearing me say that so bluntly, Mom smiled, but her face also flushed. She whispered, "Tie Niu, if
you weren't my son, I really would think... you're seducing your mother."

At that moment, I looked at Mom and said emotionally, "Yes! Mom, I do want to seduce you."

As I confessed, my body temperature and blood instantly felt like they were on fire. My mouth went dry, and
the intensity of my excitement was so great that, if there were a measuring instrument, my heart rate would definitely exceed 120.

My mother blushed and turned away, whispering, "But, Tie Niu, I'm your mother, and I'm married
to your father."

"Mom, do you really care about Dad? I feel he neglects you too much, making you unhappy. Mom
! Give me a chance, Tie Niu will make you happy!"

My mother didn't answer. After a long silence, she slowly said, "Tie Niu, I think we should go home, otherwise…
one of us… might do something that we'll both regret for the rest of our lives."

She didn't specify which one of us, and my heart was pounding in my chest. I wondered, "Does Mom also
find it hard to control her feelings, just like me?"

"Mom, I'm sorry, but you're so beautiful. I really, really love you. I can't control
myself! Many times, I feel like an animal, but I still can't help loving you so deeply!
I really wish you weren't my mother, so I could… feel more… I could…"

Overwhelmed with emotion, I couldn't fully express the intense feelings surging through my chest at that moment. But my mother didn't seem to dislike
this confession; on the contrary… she seemed somewhat pleased. I could definitely feel it in my heart,
and I was certain that Dad had never said that to Mom.

Like a dream, a pair of soft, delicate hands gently caressed my cheeks. Mom cupped my face and softly said, "Tie Niu
, I'm so glad you're my son. Do you really think Mom is beautiful?"

I smiled and pulled Mom into my arms, saying, "Yes, Mom, you're really beautiful, very sexy."
Unable to resist the pull of my emotions, I suddenly lowered my head and kissed Mom's rosy lips recklessly.

Mom didn't move, just passively leaned against my chest, waiting for me to kiss her. Her body stiffened slightly, and she
closed her eyes.

I continued kissing her, my joy and anticipation growing stronger.

Looking down from my seat, I could see inside Mom's blouse, where the soft, beautiful
upper part of her breasts was. As I wrapped my arms around Mom, I consciously and gently brushed against her breasts. At that moment
, Mom trembled slightly, and suddenly began to respond with the same passion, her delicate lips pressing heavily against mine.

At that moment, I almost burst into tears. I had finally cracked open a gap in my mother's defenses.

Seizing the opportunity, I passionately kissed the beautiful woman in my arms, exploring her face, her bright
eyes , her delicate nose, and then her warm, red lips with my tongue. Our necks intertwined
, our emotions growing increasingly intense.

I pried open my mother's tightly closed teeth and teased her delicate tongue, letting it swirl freely. Finally, I
felt my mother's tongue respond fiercely.

Soon, our tongues were intertwined, saliva dripping down our faces. Quickly, our mouths
and chins were wet.

We kissed passionately for a while until we were breathless, then reluctantly separated, gazing at
each other pantingly for a moment.

"Ah, Mom, one more time, okay?" I pulled my mother into my arms again. My mother
struggled weakly, protesting, turning her head away to prevent me from kissing her.

"You naughty boy, how dare you tease your mother!" she yelled, making a fuss, yet laughing happily. But gradually
, Mom calmed down.

"Alright, you little glutton!" Mom flicked my nose, hooked her arm around my neck again
, pulled my body against her soft, beautiful body, and gave me another sweet kiss.

I knelt on the edge of the park bench, tentatively leaning forward, and Mom's response was very passionate. With
kiss after kiss, I slowly moved closer to Mom until I pressed down on the leg that Mom had placed on my other leg.

When I wrapped my arms around Mom's waist, our movement pushed her skirt up even higher. And
so, Mom's very smooth, very soft, white, and sexy thighs bloomed nakedly before me!

Our kiss quickly became as intense as before, and when Mom gently bit my lips, exchanging
her sweet saliva with me, her passion was indescribable.

Finally, when we paused to catch our breath, Mom took out a handkerchief to wipe our mouths. Her skirt was now
lifted high, almost indecently so. But Mom didn't think to pull it down
. I instinctively leaned down to kiss Mom's bare knees.

At that moment, Mom placed one hand on my head, not pushing me away, but rather as if encouraging
me.

So, I began kissing Mom's beautiful thighs, moving upwards. My lips sucked on Mom's
skin, feeling incredibly smooth, soft, and firm.

After a while, I placed my right hand on Mom's thigh, continuing to
kiss her without pause.

Then, my hand slowly moved to the upper part of Mom's thigh, actually caressing her buttocks.
And by then, my kisses had moved to the hem of Mom's high-lifted skirt, pushing it even
higher .

I thought, I was in heaven! I was kissing the beautiful thighs of my mother, the ones I had always dreamed of, the ones I could never have
! I love seeing my mother's thighs exposed, shown to me. I hope I can...
I gazed at it forever, at its radiant beauty. Being able to kiss my mother's thigh felt like a dream, an
unbelievable dream…

At that moment, I somehow became bolder than ever before; I guess it was just a man's instinct. I slowly
reached out, wanting to caress my mother's breasts. However, I made a mistake; I was too rough, consciously
grabbing my mother's soft breasts in one go.

The first time a man other than her husband had touched her chest, my mother trembled violently. She immediately pushed me away
and struggled to her feet. My mother turned her head and whispered, "We should go home, Tie Niu…"

We drove home, and my mother still naturally rested her head on my shoulder. Through the rearview mirror, I secretly glimpsed
a joyful smile on my mother's lips. So, halfway home, I suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road
and braked.

Looking at my mother's speechless astonishment, I began to kiss her again. At the same time, I reached for her chest again,
kneading her full, round breasts through her clothes.

My mother pushed me away forcefully once more, panting, "Tie Niu! I...we...can't do this.
" She clearly still had reservations about her husband and her own chastity.

However, ignoring her protests, I used the cramped space of the car to force myself on her, kissing her
hesitant red lips again, silencing her words. Simultaneously, my right hand climbed onto her chest
, kneading her breasts.

Her breasts felt wonderful, two heavy mounds of flesh twisting and turning under my pressure,
full of elasticity. My mother's initial struggle gradually turned into sweet moans, and she began to passionately respond to
my kisses.

After a while, my mother suddenly broke free from my embrace, lowered her head, and whispered, "Tie Niu, we
should go home."

"Okay, Mom," I replied meaningfully, noticing her slightly trembling shoulders.

III. I Fucked My Mom

When I got home, the house was already quiet; Dad was asleep. As usual, Dad was probably drunk again
. Before I even went downstairs to the living room, I started hugging and kissing Mom passionately again.

At first, Mom protested, "No...don't do this, you'll wake Dad."

Gently, I replied firmly, "Mom, I love you, more than anyone else in the world. I want to
keep kissing you like this. Don't worry, Mom, Dad's already fast asleep."

"Tie Niu, I know, Mom loves you too! But I'm your father's wife, and no matter what his
flaws are, I'm still wearing the collar he gave me..."

"But Mom, we're just kissing, I don't think this will hurt anyone."

"Tie Niu, what if someone gets woken up? What if we're discovered?"

In the living room, we were at an impasse. Suddenly, I had an idea and whispered, "Mom, let's
go to my room. We can lock the door. Dad's definitely drunk; he won't know where you've gone."

After a few seconds of silence, I almost thought Mom was going to turn around and leave. However, unexpectedly, she sighed,
nodded , and finally succumbed to my unreasonable demand.

"Go to your room and wait for me. I'll go check on your father and be right back."

I paced anxiously in the room. Just before my patience gave out, the door was gently pushed open, and my mother
entered, closing the door softly behind her. She said, looking down, "Tie Niu, your father's drunk again."

I couldn't be mistaken; I detected a hint of disgust in her tone. This was my perfect opportunity.

"But I don't think we should do this," my mother sighed softly. "I...I don't want to betray your father
!"

"I know, Mom. Trust me, your son won't hurt you. No matter what happens, I will always
protect you and be filial to you."

I hugged my mother, lay down on the bed, and began to kiss her.

The kisses grew more and more passionate, and I could feel my mother's excitement beneath her thin cotton underwear. My hands, trembling
, explored my mother's entire body, sometimes her full breasts, sometimes caressing her rounded buttocks. I
reached for her chest, trying to unbutton her clothes. For a moment, her body stiffened, but then relaxed
.

"Tie Niu, Mom's so scared..."

"Mom, don't be afraid. Tie Niu has grown up. I'll protect you."

"Yes, Tie Niu, Mom believes you," my mother said shyly, then pressed herself against my strong
chest and gently kissed her son's cheek.

"Mom, I love you."

Afraid she might change her mind, I quickly tore off her blouse after unbuttoning it. At the same time, I
continued hug and kiss her, not giving her a chance to back out. With her blouse off, my mother's full, snowy breasts, encased in simple
white underwear, rose and fell with her breath, incredibly alluring.

In the dim light, her naked skin appeared exceptionally white. I took a deep breath and focused on
the bra. This time, I reached behind my mother.

She resisted weakly, whispering, "Tie Niu, think of your father, think of the ancestors in the ancestral hall. This
time, we've gone too far!"

"Mom, I won't regret it. Tomorrow, I'll go to the ancestral hall with you to burn incense and pay respects to our ancestors."

I kissed her lips, thus ending her resistance. Suddenly, her high, firm breasts pressed against my chest, a novel and stimulating sensation. I let out a soft moan and instinctively reached out to knead them, causing her to moan softly
beneath me . 　　Her breasts gave me a warm feeling from my childhood. I couldn't help but lower my head to kiss her pink nipples . Soon, her delicate nipples stood erect from the areolas. 　　"Mom, I love you. I know I can't make love to you… but I don't care. Mom, I want to make love to you! I want to make love to my mother!" I confessed to my mother. 　　Head bowed, I kissed my way from my mother's breasts down to her lower abdomen. Licking her small navel, I imagined the wondrous feeling of being conceived within it years ago. 　　With each intimate touch, my mother seemed to feel pleasure, unconsciously thrusting her snow-white body towards me. I licked...

I wiped away the beads of sweat from my mother's skin, savoring their slightly salty taste, which elicited a near-weeping
moan of pleasure from her beneath me. Then, I began to caress her long, beautiful legs.

Her thighs were as smooth as silk, incredibly soft and supple to the touch. Following the curves of her legs
, I gradually moved upwards to her groin, where I felt her panties, a matching set with her bra, both made
of cotton.

I passionately kissed and sucked on her fragrant lips, my tongue prying open her lips, causing her to moan
ecstatically in a series of passionate kisses. Her whole body relaxed, and without realizing it, she parted her legs slightly, revealing her most intimate private parts to me
.

It was truly unbelievable. My mother, the mother who gave me life and raised me, was now like a blooming lily, waiting
to be plucked. Through the rough cotton fabric, I groped for the opening of my mother's vulva, gently rubbing it. Soon
, her white panties were soaked with a steady stream of nectar.

I stood up, quickly removed my clothes, and slid down my body to her crotch, burying my face inside
. Now, the vulva I had longed for, exuding an intoxicating, mature fragrance, was separated from me only by a thin layer of cotton fabric
.

"Mom, let me honor you!" I took a deep breath and began
licking my mother's vulva through the rough fabric, my tongue pushing the fabric of her panties into the crevice of her labia, admiring the beautiful contours of her vulva, and
sucking at the nectar that kept seeping out.

Stimulated by this, my mother weakly twisted her body. Then, I hooked the sides of her panties and pulled them down
, a movement that truly made her body tremble.

"Tie Niu, turn back! You have a bright future ahead of you, it's not worth... not worth it for a woman like your mother
..."

"Mom, I've told you, I love you. I know this world doesn't allow mothers and sons to do this, but
if you truly love someone, then this kind of thing is unavoidable."

Mom said, "But, what if we get found out..."

"As long as we keep it a secret, no one will know. Mom, we'll be very careful, so no one will know
."

I comforted the most important woman in my life, kissing her fragrant black hair and bright eyes, and finally
kissing her lips again. This time, Mom softened in my arms and began to kiss me back, our
tongues intertwining.

Reaching down, I pulled at Mom's last remaining clothing, and this time, Mom didn't resist. When I threw the pulled-down
underwear on the ground, Mom instinctively reached up to cover her thighs, trying to block her son's beast-like, burning gaze
. I gently but firmly pulled my mother's hand away, gazing at the lush, dark forest of hair, as if in a dream
, and whispered in admiration.

My mother straightened up, pressed against my chest, and gently kissed me. I caressed my mother's vulva, while gently biting
her full breasts, a finger slipping into her wet opening. Even in the most alluring erotic dreams, I had never been able to
pull down my mother's panties and caress her vulva like this.

My mother's vulva was already very wet. I moved my mouth to the base of her thighs, kissing her sweet lips, then moving
upwards, teasingly nibbling her pubic hair. During this process, my mother kept moaning with pleasure, immersed
in the tide of pleasure.

After kissing for a while, my tongue pushed open my mother's sweet lips; breathing in the delicate, seductive scent of her body, I raised
my head, admiring the alluring scenery of my mother's private parts; I noticed a small pink opening, that was where my mother urinated.

Ignoring the strong smell, I was completely captivated by every part of my mother. I gently licked, first around her vagina
, then her red labia; finally, I even stretched out my tongue, carefully licking and kissing the entire
inner wall of her vagina.

When my tongue reached her most sensitive clitoris, my mother couldn't help but cry out. Then, I inserted a finger into
her vagina and began to thrust, while still continuously sucking and kissing her genitals. My sexy, mature mother's breathing became
increasingly rapid. I kept stimulating her clitoris, and her genitals overflowed with fluid, soaking my finger in the slippery nectar
.

Finally, with an uncontrollable, sharp cry, my mother arched her snow-white body, and then her whole body began to spasm
. I seemed not to hear, continuing to stimulate her, knowing with joy that I had brought my mother to orgasm.

After a while, Mom, panting, rubbed her firm breasts against my chest, and whispered shyly, "
Tie Niu, I've never been so happy in my life."

"Mom, do you know? You're so beautiful and sexy. If I could truly make love with you again, I'd die happy!
"

"Tie Niu, tell me the truth, do you really think Mom is beautiful?"

"Of course, more beautiful than any movie star."

With tears in her eyes, Mom gently embraced my neck, kissed my lips, and shyly reached down
to grasp my penis, slowly stroking it, guiding my penis to her inner thighs, rubbing it up and down against her wet vulva
.

"Mom!" I whispered, "I love you!"

As if silently expressing her agreement, Mom spread her legs, placing my penis at the entrance of her vagina
. At that moment, Mom was like a blooming, beautiful flower, waiting for me to pluck it, for my penetration.

"Come on, come and take Mommy!" Mom gazed into the depths of my eyes, gently encouraging me. Then,
she pushed me into her body. My lifelong dream, my lifelong wish, tonight, I finally realized it!

"Mmm! Tie Niu..."

For a boy my age, my penis was very large and thick, and Mom's vagina, under my thrusts,
bloomed like flower petals, ready to receive her son's burning hot penis. I slowly thrust my lower body, letting my penis
slowly penetrate Mom's wet, hungry, and tender flesh hole inch by inch.

Mom arched her lower body, letting my penis penetrate to the deepest part of her flesh hole, letting my testicles press against Mom's
soft buttocks. Despite having given birth to two children, Mom's vagina was still very tight, the inner wall muscles tightly gripping my
penis like a pair of clamps.

Mom's flesh hole was so hot, almost burning my deep penis, a feeling I had never experienced before.
It was something I'd never experienced before; it was simply wonderful. I remained motionless for several minutes, savoring
the pleasure my mother was giving me, enjoying the real sensation of my penis penetrating her luscious, juicy
vagina.

My teenage dream had unbelievably become a reality. I had
completed my rite of passage by inserting my aggressive penis (which my mother always called my penis) into my mother's vagina!

"Ah, Mom, I love you, I really, really love you,"

my mother, my dear woman, gave me her body—
the best . At that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and sincere
love for my mother lying beneath me.

"Darling, I love you too, come on, come on... fuck Mom... tell Mom how much you love Mom,
fuck Mom!"

At that moment, if I hadn't already dreamed of having sex with my mother so many times, I probably would have already ejaculated inside her
.

I began to slowly thrust in and out of my mother's beautiful body. I slowly withdrew from her tightly gripping vaginal
opening , then continued to feed her until it was fully inside. During the thrusting, I could feel every inch of her tight, fleshy opening
.

At the same time, I brought my mouth to my mother's lips, and the two of us began to kiss, like
a loving couple married for many years.

Yet, at this moment, in this first incestuous sexual encounter with my mother,
a feeling more intense than ever before, that I was her son.

Yes, the person I was making love with was my lover, my dearest treasure, but most importantly
—she was my mother!

My mother twisted her body, matching the rhythm of my thrusts, passionately swaying her hips and waist, her vagina moving
back and forth like a piston, lifting and lowering her vaginal opening. A seductive moan escaped her lips, enticing
me to also emit sounds of pleasure. My penis was quickly soaked with my mother's love juice.

"Mom, your pussy is so beautiful!"

Gradually, I started thrusting harder and faster, each time penetrating deeper than the last
, grinding against her flesh.

We were like machines made for love, perfectly synchronized. Each time I thrust, Mom arched her back
to meet me, her full breasts swaying in a sexy arc. Each time, I felt my glans hitting her cervix, and Mom's
breathing became increasingly rapid.

I couldn't understand why I had endured so long; my penis felt like it was on fire
, a stimulating burning sensation. I gripped Mom's firm buttocks tightly with one hand, while the other
caressed her breasts. Mom's hands were on my buttocks, guiding my thrusts.

Finally, we both seemed to sense an impending climax. I began my faster, more powerful thrusts
, and Mom arched her lower abdomen to receive my penetration.

Suddenly, Mom let out a long cry, "Ah, ah... darling... fuck Mom, fuck Mom hard, ah... ah ah..."

At the same time, I began to violently thrust into Mom's lower body, slamming her perfect, white buttocks hard onto the bed
. Each time, she would lift up again, waiting for me to thrust into her again.

I was really fucking Mom hard, and she happily welcomed each of my thrusts, and even asked for
more. The wooden bed began to creak in rhythm with my thrusts into Mom. With each thrust, my
testicles slapped against Mom's beautiful buttocks. Mom had already raised her knees high so that my large penis could
penetrate her vagina even deeper.

I felt my testicles tighten, knowing that I was about to reach orgasm. "Mom, I'm going to ejaculate,
" I said breathlessly.

Mom was also breathing rapidly. At the same time, Mom's buttocks seemed to be dancing wildly beneath me
. I couldn't believe I could make my usually so sacred and dignified mother so wild in bed!

Finally, my cannon fired. I ejaculated my hot liquid into my mother's secret cave, scalding
the inside of her female body.

My mother let out a long sigh from her nose. Then, her body beneath me suddenly
stiffened, followed by violent trembling. My mother's body, like a bow, lifted us both off the bed
. For a while, my mother's taut, rainbow-like body trembled.

At the same time, my mother gripped my buttocks with her hands, her fingers digging in forcefully. I felt a tightness in my lower body, the muscles of her vaginal
walls gripping my penis, spasming wildly on it. And so, my mother and I reached
orgasm together. For

the first time in my life, I ejaculated my virgin semen back into my mother's body. One shot after another, it must have been a considerable
amount, because soon my penis felt the semen begin to flow back.

Then, my mother's body gradually relaxed, and we lay exhausted on the bed together. My mother's body was still
spread wide, her thighs open, her beautiful breasts exposed, her lips
slightly parted beneath mine.

I was still on top of her, completely relaxed, but my penis remained
hard, inserted into her overflowing vagina.

A large patch of our love juices moistened her buttocks. Every now and then, I felt
ripples spreading through her ripe body, the afterglow of her orgasm.

Gradually, I began to regain my senses, feeling a shock I had never experienced before.

My life with my mother would never be the same again. Our relationship would no longer be
the slightly provocative, nostalgic, wonderfully mysterious
mother-son relationship we once shared when we practiced kissing.

It had transformed.

My mother, my biological mother, gave me her body. She personally inserted her own son's penis
into her vagina and moaned seductively during intercourse with him, experiencing the joy of being with her own child.
The forbidden pleasure of sex with my son. In my fantasies, my mother and I were already inseparable…

But when this fantasy became reality, God, the joy was indescribable…

At this moment, my mother, still in deep pleasure, with her hazy, alluring eyes slightly open, lay limply
on top of me, seemingly exhausted. Her body still seemed to have the lingering heat of a strong orgasm, and her whole body was still trembling slightly.

While stroking my mother's body, which was still in the afterglow of her orgasm, I began to gently kiss her wet
hair, her eyes that looked like they were enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, and her cherry lips…

I held my mother, gently stroking her smooth back, and pressed my lips to her ear.

"Was it comfortable?" I asked knowingly with a smug look.

"Mmm!" my mother whispered to me, "Ah, darling, this is truly the most wonderful orgasm of my life
! Ah, I feel like I've never had an orgasm before. Darling, you make me feel so beautiful."

As my mother was speaking, I felt her vagina clamp tightly around me again, and her body began
to tremble with pleasure.

After receiving my mother's affirmation, I felt incredibly proud! I hugged her even tighter and kissed her lips
!

My mother lay quietly on top of me, her fingers gently tracing my lips. I also gently stroked her back, which was slightly warm from sexual
pleasure !

"Mom, thank you, thank you, thank you, this is the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. Mom
, I don't know how to tell you how much I love you!" At this moment, my entire body
and soul were immersed in my deep affection for my mother.

My mother lay beneath me, smiling happily, her body still trembling. "Hey, look at your bed." I knew
my bed was covered in the love fluid left from our lovemaking.

For some reason, we were just together, excitedly talking, saying
meaningless things that I couldn't quite understand. I think we were just expressing our happiness. We laughed together, and I lay
on my mother's soft, fleshy body. The laughter made my penis gently rub against my mother's vulva again, and my penis
became hard again.

Before I knew it, we were making love again.

This time, Mom rolled over and straddled me, so she was on top.
Watching her move up and down on my penis, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. It gave me an unforgettable sexual experience. This
time, because it was more gentle, we lasted a long time, finally reaching orgasm together again. The long night
felt far too short for us, mother and son.

After our last passionate encounter, Mom whispered shyly in my ear, "Tie Niu, your
penis is so big. Your father and I have never experienced anything like this. Over the years, your father
has suffered from chronic alcoholism due to his love of alcohol, and he's been impotent for a long time. Ah! I've almost forgotten when I last felt this happy
."

Mom's words filled me with a sense of pride as a man. My first time with Mom
was more satisfying for her than all the times she had with Dad since their marriage.

"Mom, it's probably because I love you so much!"

"Tie Niu, my dear son, this is the best orgasm Mom has ever had." Mom confessed to me again, kissed me
goodbye, and said, "Tie Niu, Mom should go back now. I think neither of us wants anyone to suspect anything, right?"

Mom and I kissed for a while longer, saying some sweet words. She stood up and wiped herself clean.

"Mom, can you leave these panties with me?" I asked softly.

Mom was silent for a moment, then asked me with a little unease, "As a memento of our first time?"

I nodded quickly.

"I promise you, but you have to keep them safe." Mom put on her clothes, left her panties with me, and quietly left
my room.

That night, we, mother and son, made love four times. Finally, I remember pressing Mom's panties to my face
and falling asleep. Even in my dream, all I could hear was Mom's sweet, tearful moans.

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