My mother secretly gave me masturbation

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Children from poor families mature early and become independent early. The environment at home and the monotonous life taught me how to find the true meaning of love! That was a long time ago, and I can only vaguely trace its existence through memory. Is the vague the most beautiful? Perhaps not! But it is certainly the most unforgettable!

In my memory, I have a deep affection for my mother, but it was just pure sonly love for his mother. Because my parents only had me as their son, and because my family was quite poor when I was young, the three of us lived in a house of less than 40 square meters. Perhaps it's natural for mothers and sons to have a better bond, so compared to my mother, my father was relatively indifferent to me.

My mother married my penniless father when she was seventeen. It is said that although my father was very poor at the time, he treated my mother very well.

After I was born the following year, and now I am seventeen, the family's circumstances have not improved much. And when I was six or seven years old, my father developed a drinking habit. For over a decade, my father was a heavy drinker, and his care for my mother and me diminished day by day. The biggest downside was the physical damage his alcoholism caused him, directly impacting his relationship with my mother—something I only learned later.

My mother's name is Lin Min. She's not tall, but she has a great figure and regular features. Most importantly, she has beautiful, fair skin. Although she's in her thirties or forties, her skin hasn't aged a bit and she still exudes femininity.

I've always hated my father because he was always drunk, constantly yelling and shouting. Whenever he didn't do something right, he would yell at my mother and me. At these times, my mother would hold me tightly or quietly finish the housework to calm my drunken father down before coming to sit with me at the dinner table while I read and wrote. At those times, I felt immense respect and love for my mother and secretly vowed to study hard so that she could have a better life in the future. All of this happened when I was between six or seven and thirteen or fourteen years old.

What I remember most vividly, and what changed my feelings for my mother, happened in the winter when I was thirteen.

One winter night, I was awakened again by that familiar shaking. I quietly opened my eyes; it was pitch black all around. I felt my father on top of my mother, rising and falling, his breath coming in gasps. My mother whispered, "Be quiet, don't wake A-Ping."

My father didn't seem to speak, continuing to move. Then I heard my mother make an unintentional "humming" sound, but after a while, the movement and sound stopped. A while later, I heard my mother sobbing, "Are you unable to perform again? If so, you should drink less alcohol, okay? It's good for your health."

My father still didn't speak, seemed to sigh, then rolled off my mother and soon fell asleep, snoring softly.

I hid under the covers, pretending to be asleep. It had been a long time, but I could sense that my mother was still awake. She lay between my father and me, and it seemed her hands were still trembling on her body. A few minutes later, I suddenly felt a hand touch my leg. I froze, thinking, "Could it be my mother?"

I didn't know what to do. I could only continue pretending to be asleep. The hand lingered on my body for a while, then began to move downwards. Although I had been awakened by my parents' actions, my penis was still limp. The hand stroked my stomach for a while. I could feel it was my mother's hand; it was soft. I knew my father's hands weren't this soft.

The moment her fingertips touched my penis, I shuddered. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. The worst part was that I had to pretend to be asleep. My mother's hand gripped my penis completely, slowly stroking it. I couldn't hold back my erection any longer. Perhaps my mother hadn't expected my penis to be so large when erect. She held it still, while I anxiously waited for her to stop.

Sure enough, after a while, my mother started again, and I could clearly feel her stroking herself. After a couple of minutes, she sped up. I felt my lower body burning, my glans went numb, and a thick stream of semen sprayed into my underwear.

At the time, I didn't know why my mother did this. I only found out later that my father couldn't finish when she was close to orgasm. This was the most painful moment for her, so she unconsciously reached for me, and as she sped up, she also masturbated to orgasm. I pretended not to wake up and fell asleep after a while.

I slept very soundly that night. When I woke up the next day, my parents were already up. I pretended not to know anything, took a shower, changed my pants, and secretly observed my mother while eating breakfast. I noticed that her complexion was particularly rosy and she looked even more alluring. However, when she saw me, her eyes seemed to be avoiding mine, perhaps out of guilt.

My feelings for my mother began to change slightly. Whenever I had the chance, I would try to get closer to her. I realized that I was slowly falling in love with her, a feeling I had only ever had for the girls in my class before.

For the next two months, life went on as usual. Every two or three days, when my parents did "that," I would also experience an orgasm. But whether they knew or not, neither of us said anything.

But this happy time didn't last long. I don't know if my dad sensed something or if he thought I was almost fourteen and should sleep separately, but he found a corner next to our bed, squeezed out some space, and set up a bed for me...

From then on, I could only listen to that familiar rocking sound and suffer from insomnia again and again...

Meanwhile, my love for my mom grew stronger every day...

I endured this for four years. I was seventeen. One summer night, my mom and I were waiting for my dad to have dinner, but he didn't come. Just when we were about to go to sleep, one of his friends came and said that my dad had drunk too much and wouldn't be coming home. My mom locked the door, and we each went to sleep in our own beds.

Lying in bed, I couldn't fall asleep no matter what. It wasn't just because of the heat; I thought my mother felt the same way. I heard her tossing and turning several times. Finally, I decided to be bold. I whispered, "Mom, I can't sleep. Can I sleep in your bed?"

"Silly boy, what seventeen-year-old boy still wants to sleep with his mother?"

"No! I haven't slept with Mom in so long. I want to sleep with Mom tonight!" Without waiting for her consent, I jumped onto her bed.

She probably sensed something and stopped abruptly, but I couldn't suppress my desire. I mustered my courage, turned around, and hugged my mother tightly, rolling over and pressing myself against her. I was incredibly excited and leaned down to kiss her lips.

My mother was a little stunned by the sudden turn of events, but she immediately understood and quickly pushed me off, saying, "Ping'er, what are you doing?"

"Mom, I love you, I really love you!"

"Silly son, Mom loves you too! But you can't do this, I'm your mother!"

"No, Mom, ever since you touched my body four years ago, I've loved you. I dream of loving you like Dad does!"

"You...you...know all that? But...but..."

"Mom, I know, I know Dad is bad to you, so I want to be a man, so I can love you properly, Mom..."

Mom suddenly cried. Seeing her cry, I quickly said, "Mom, don't cry, it's Ping'er's fault, Ping'er shouldn't have done this to Mom..."

But Mom said, "No, Ping'er, you're seventeen now, a sensible young man. Mom believes you. Listen to Mom, your father drinks too much and his health is very bad. Every time we do 'that,' he can only do it a few times. Mom...unintentionally...once I held you...but...but I was very satisfied, and then I couldn't control myself. Can you forgive Mom?"

I never expected my mother to say that, so I quickly said, "Of course, Mom, I really love you so much. Let me treat you well from now on..."

"But, but we're mother and son, how can you do this?"

"Mom, don't take this so seriously. As long as you're happy and know that your son loves you deeply, that's enough!" After saying that, I kissed my mother's lips again.

This time, my mother didn't run away, and I pressed my lips to hers immediately. I gently sucked on her lips, tentatively sticking my tongue in, but my mother wouldn't loosen her teeth. I thought that only by arousing her desire could I suppress her reason, so I hugged my mother even tighter and roughly put my hand inside my mother's pajamas. Who knew that my mother would react this time.

I realized that I couldn't be so restrained, I should be more violent. My mother might forget that we were mother and son more easily, and it would be easier to arouse her desire. So I didn't say anything, and ripped off my mother's pajamas. Now, my mother was lying under me wearing only underwear and a bra.

"No...no...Ping'er, don't...don't do this..."

But Mom's resistance was useless. I had already torn off her bra and thrown it on the ground...

In the moonlight, Mom's breasts looked particularly delicate. Although they were a little loose, they were still full and white. I suppressed my inner impulse, barely daring to breathe, and pressed my face against Mom's breasts, smelling the unique fragrance of a mature woman. I put her nipple in my mouth, first using the tip of my tongue to caress it, slowly feeling it harden. I squeezed her other breast in my hand.

"Oh..."

That feeling was really good...

I pulled down Mom's panties, and she turned her buttocks up. I stepped on her panties with my foot...

Pressing down on Mom's naked body, my penis was already hard and swollen, and there was a warm feeling. But I didn't know where to start, and I frantically groped Mom's body. My fingers tried to find the place where I was born in those hairy places, but it just didn't feel right.

It turned out that Mom's legs weren't fully spread, as if she was deliberately teasing me. I tried hard to spread her legs, and seeing my anxious look, she suddenly chuckled. She pushed me off her, and I panicked, thinking she was changing her mind…

Mom sat up, her beautiful breasts clearly visible in the sunlight. Suddenly, she reached out and touched my penis, which was already bulging out of my underwear. Her hand gently touched my penis outside my underwear, and I felt it throbbing. Perhaps Mom hadn't expected my penis to be so big when it was hard. She put her hand inside my underwear, and when her hand clearly touched my penis, I closed my eyes. I really couldn't imagine it or look. I was actually with Mom…

her, her hand…

“Oh…”

Mom's hand grasped my penis and gently stroked it inside my underwear. I couldn't take it anymore; I immediately felt like ejaculating…

“Oh… Mom… um…”

“Ping’er, I…do we really have to take this step?” Mom suddenly stopped what she was doing.

“Mom…no, Xiaomin, don’t think about it anymore, come on…”

“Ping’er, but…don’t you regret it? We are mother and son after all, and there’s also Dad…”

“Xiaomin, let’s not worry about these things now, okay? I will treat you well in the future. Think about what happened between you and Dad, think about the future…”

Perhaps this trick worked. Mom suddenly stopped talking. She suddenly seemed like a different person. She gently pushed me down onto the bed. I lay flat on the bed, and Mom sat between my legs and started to take off my underwear. When my underwear was completely pulled off, my penis stood straight up. Mom reached over and grabbed it, squeezing it a few times from time to time.

My glans was engorged and glistening with blood. My mother stared at it, then lowered her head and took it into her mouth. The moment her lips enveloped my glans, the sensation was indescribable; the excitement spread throughout my body...

What followed made me tremble all over. My mother gently stroked the glans and the crown of my penis with the tip of her tongue, circling it again and again, then took it all in and began to tease it with her mouth. I could clearly feel the glans touching my throat...

I stretched my legs out from time to time to express my pleasure, but the pleasure came in waves. My mother gently licked the tip of my penis with the tip of her tongue, then lightly rubbed it with her teeth...

I touched my mother's breasts and whispered incoherently, "Mom... Xiaomin, I... I can't take it anymore... Hurry, I want... I want it inside me..."

Perhaps my mother knew that I was about to ejaculate if this continued, so she stopped licking my penis and brought her mouth to mine. I sucked hard on her tongue that had just licked my penis...

I felt my thighs and the bed were completely soaked. Then I felt my mother's vagina contract. She slowed down her movements, rubbing her hips deeply from side to side. I think she might have had a pleasurable orgasm.

I whispered, "Mom... I... I'm so happy, I'm going to cum..."

Mom placed her hands on my chest, her fingers gently playing with my nipples, her eyes looking at me affectionately. She then moved her hips a few times more forcefully. I stared at Mom, reached out and squeezed her breasts, thinking about everything between us. A surge of heat rushed from my feet to my whole body, my buttocks felt sore, my penis throbbed in waves, and my glans felt tingly and itchy. The semen I had endured for seventeen years finally shot into Mom's vagina in waves...

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