Mother's Submission

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Sister Ma had just lost her husband and had a son and a daughter, both living in the countryside. Her son had a slight intellectual disability and couldn't find a wife, while her daughter had just been dumped by her husband. She struggled to raise her two children alone; how could one not feel heartbroken? Sister Ma was only forty-two, in the prime of her life, and unable to bear the loneliness every night, she quickly became involved with me. Sister Ma was the foreman of the lathe operator group, while I was in administration, twenty years younger than her. Once, I saw her feet after she had just showered; they were white and tender, and I felt an unbearable urge, but I couldn't afford to mess with her husband, Old Chen. Sometimes I would deliberately leave late, and when no one was around, I would sneak into the workshop, find Sister Ma's shoes and socks under her locker, chew them thoroughly, and then lick the inside of her shoes, fantasizing about having sex with Sister Ma while masturbating. Because Sister Ma had to work during the day, her shoes and socks always had a slightly unpleasant smell, sometimes even pungent, but that only made it more stimulating. At the climax, I ejaculated onto Sister Ma's shoes and socks, imagining her feet touching my love juice the next day—it was incredibly satisfying.

This state lasted less than six months before Old Chen wisely died, and I was overjoyed. Every day, when no one else was in the workshop, I would chat with Sister Ma, occasionally bringing up the topic of sex. Sister Ma wasn't stubborn; she was quite perceptive. Until one day, when I saw everyone else had left and she was still alone in the workshop, I pushed her down from behind and, without a word, pulled down her pants.

"What are you doing? You..."

"Sister Ma, my darling, don't tease me, I want you..."

"You're raping me."

"I'm raping you, I'm going to fuck you raw..."

Sister Ma half-heartedly resisted, and I pulled down her pants, inserted my penis into her slightly loose vagina, lifted her legs, and thrust hard. I didn't take off Sister Ma's stockings. While I was inserting them, I put those feet I'd been dreaming about into my mouth, chewing on her toes, rubbing them against my face, and inhaling the scent of her soles. I licked and smelled them, reaching a fever pitch of excitement. Sister Ma was a little surprised by my fetish, but she didn't say anything, letting me do as I pleased. I could satisfy her, bring her to multiple orgasms, what else could she say?

Sister Ma's name was Qunfen. She wasn't pretty, but she was tall, at least 1.7 meters, with a very full figure, large breasts and hips, looking every bit like a housewife or cook. She was also much bigger than me, which was exactly what I was obsessed with. Especially since she had a very strong sex drive, her pubic hair was as thick and black as a forest, and her white flesh trembled with every movement, greatly arousing my desire. But her personality was also surprisingly gentle, submissive, almost satisfying my strange sexual desire with a kind of maternal love. If her husband hadn't died, and she hadn't been lonely and unable to bear being alone in her empty room, she wouldn't have done this.

She repeatedly begged me to keep our relationship a secret, and I couldn't refuse. The outside world knew nothing of our affair.

This was also because Sister Ma didn't live in the company housing; after we started our relationship, she simply rented out her apartment and rented another place to live with me, just to avoid acquaintances.

This way, Sister Ma's desires were fully satisfied. I was more interested in Sister Ma's buttocks and feet than her vagina. I liked to inject glycerin and water into her anus, perform an enema, and then have anal sex with her. Sister Ma's vagina was a little loose, but her anus was still very tight. When I forcefully inserted my penis into her anus, which was spread open like an anus petal, she would tremble with tension and beg incessantly, while I would thrust harder and harder, finding complete satisfaction in this sadomasochistic act. As for Sister Ma's feet, I could play with them as I pleased; I could have sex with her feet anytime. But Sister Ma wasn't always happy. She had a mentally challenged young son, twenty years old, unemployed, unable to marry, and still living in their rural hometown. Old Ding's biggest worry when he left was his son, and now he's even more helpless. Sister Ma's favorite is precisely this simple-minded son; she often mentions him to me, asking for my opinion. I'm getting a bit tired of this peaceful life and want something more exciting, more absurd—this silly boy is perfect for it! A brilliant plan popped into my head. Sister Ma, you love your son so much, why don't I grant your wish, why don't I… "Sister Ma, don't worry, I won't abandon him. Bring him up to live with us, and you can take care of him.

I'll give you six hundred yuan a month for living expenses, including your son's." Seven years ago, six hundred yuan was no small sum.

"Really?…" Sister Ma was a little incredulous.

"You don't believe me?"

"I believe you, I believe you, you're such a good person. I'll write a letter right now and ask the family back home to send him up?"

"Go ahead and write, I won't say anything. But, the two of us…"

"The two of us can just close the door; he won't understand!

" "That's great, but you have to be even better behaved from now on, okay?" “

I will. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. Everything I have is yours.”

Her son was quickly brought over; his name was Qinghe. He was indeed a little mentally challenged, but he was strong and powerful, practically a stallion. He had no opinions of his own; he would do whatever I told him to do.

A few weeks later, when Sister Ma wasn’t around, I started training Qinghe. I showed him pornographic magazines to arouse his sexual desire, which was easy for him; his reactions were extremely strong. Next, I collected Sister Ma’s underwear, bras, various stockings, and high heels for him, teaching him to bury himself in the pile of clothes and sniff them. She licked, caressed, and ordered him to wear a bra, his mother's panties, stockings, and high heels to masturbate. Qinghe's pent-up sexual desire, suppressed for over a decade, erupted with astonishing force; the amount of semen he ejaculated on his mother's clothes was extraordinary. Soon, Qinghe would find himself masturbating while I and Sister Ma were at work, searching for Sister Ma's unwashed clothes and shoes, because these clothes retained his mother's scent! Did Sister Ma notice? No. She couldn't believe her son understood "sex."

She did ask me about the clothes... What happened to that dirty stuff? I said I did it, and she laughed without any suspicion.

Poor, lovely mother! Only I noticed that Qinghe's gaze towards his mother was becoming increasingly intense! But Sister Ma thought it was an expression of love for his mother; what I saw was the lustful love of a beast.

I triumphantly continued directing. I told Sister Ma not to close the bathroom door while she showered, saying I wanted to see her body. Sister Ma happily agreed. I pushed the door open a crack and told Qinghe to be quiet and come over. Qinghe peered in, and Sister Ma's entire fleshy body was on full display. Sister Ma rubbed her breasts and washed her pubic hair and labia with soap, which greatly aroused Qinghe. His breathing became more and more rapid, and he quickly masturbated his penis with his hand. Finally, he ejaculated, and I caught his semen with my hand and told him to leave. I went into the bathroom, and Sister Ma laughed, saying she heard me ejaculate. I said yes, told her to open her mouth, and slowly poured a handful of semen into her mouth, watching Sister Ma swallow every last drop of her son's love juice.

"Does it taste good?" I pinched Sister Ma's cheek and watched her throat move.

“Okay…” she mumbled incoherently. “It’s a bit fishy… and strong…” she giggled.

I told Sister Ma I wanted to have sex with the lights on, it would be more fun that way. I didn’t close the door properly. I raped Sister Ma in all sorts of ways and positions: doggy style, 69, anal sex, oral sex… Sister Ma struggled and moaned below, her juices glistening in the light. Sister Ma was in a frenzy, but I could hear clearly that Qinghe behind the door was also panting, almost dying from the pain.

Two months later, Qinghe had been trained into a lewd beast. I felt the time had come. One evening, the three of us happily ate dinner. Sister Ma’s cheeks were flushed, and I told her to come into the bedroom and wait for me. After Sister Ma left, I whispered to Qinghe to take off his clothes and wait. I went into the bedroom, closed the door, stripped Sister Ma naked, and told her to lie down and stick her fat buttocks up high. I used my hands to tease her labia until my hands were covered in her juices.

“I’m going to the bathroom, you just wait for me.” “Hmm…” Sister Ma replied vaguely.

I came out, and Qing was standing naked in the hallway. I gestured for him to speak and waved for him to come with me.

"I'm here," I said loudly to Sister Ma, silently pressing Qinghe down until his hands were on his mother's naked, hot back, his body trembling violently. I gripped Qinghe's penis with one hand, feeling its hardness like iron, and with the other, I parted Sister Ma's labia, aiming my penis at the vaginal opening, pulling on Qinghe's shaft, letting the glans slowly slide into his mother's vagina. The penis was too large; although Sister Ma's vagina was already somewhat loose, Qinghe's swollen glans still filled his mother's vagina completely. Sister Ma's moans grew louder and louder. Qinghe no longer needed my guidance; he was panting heavily, thrusting his hips forward powerfully, but not quite, still half an inch

inside. I pushed Qinghe's hips hard with my hand, and with a soft "whoosh," Qinghe's penis was fully inside. A chill ran down his spine, and Qinghe couldn't help but cry out.

Sister Ma froze, then snapped back to reality. She whirled around!

"You... Qinghe!"

"Mom..."

"What are you doing!...I'm your mother!"

"I..."

Sister Ma jerked forward, and Qinghe's penis slipped out.

In the heat of the moment, I jumped on top of her, flipped her over, and grabbed her hands tightly.

"Listen to me, Sister Ma, it has nothing to do with Qinghe. Aren't we family? Qinghe is so old, and no

woman has ever looked up to him...Can you bear it?"

"Oh God..." Sister Ma burst into a loud cry. "What sins have I committed? My own son is possessing me!...You brain-crushing bastard! You've done this to me, and now you're calling me your son..."

I pinned Sister Ma's hands down with my body and covered her mouth with my hand to stop her from screaming.

"Qinghe, you idiot, grab her legs and get her!"

"She's my mom..."

"So what if she's your mom? She's still a woman. Don't you listen to me?! Hurry up, grab her legs, don't let her move!" I yelled at Qinghe.

Forced into a corner, Qinghe grabbed Sister Ma's legs with both hands; his strength was astonishing. Under our combined attack, Sister Ma couldn't move at all, but she still struggled desperately, her fat jiggling wildly, letting out suffocating screams, tears streaming down her face.

“Qinghe, listen to me, lift her legs up, hoist them onto your shoulders… Yes, hold on tight, this woman is fierce… Don’t think too much, she’s not your mother, she’s your wife, don’t you want to… Just want to… Insert your rod into her hole, where? Can’t you just poke around looking for it… Did you find it?… You found it… Right, push it in, push, push!… Did it close? No? Push it again!… Closed! Okay, pull it out, then push it in again!”

Qinghe hoisted his mother’s two snow-white, plump legs onto his shoulders, his mouth wide open, his panting echoing throughout the bedroom. His hips thrust and contracted rapidly, his huge rod pumping in and out of his mother’s vagina. The “slapping” sounds of flesh hitting flesh were as dense as raindrops, the “squeaking” sounds of vaginal fluid squeezing assaulted the eardrums, driving him mad. Sister Ma's buttocks were lifted off the bed, her lower abdomen churning and rolling from the thrusting, her breasts bouncing back and forth, sweat streaming down her cleavage, her entire body as if submerged in water.

Qinghe's thrusting reached its peak, then he suddenly stopped, clenching his teeth—he ejaculated! All his semen shot deep into his mother's vagina. He thrust about ten more times, emptying his remaining semen, then, as if utterly exhausted, collapsed slumped into his mother's broad arms.

Sister Ma could no longer struggle; she was utterly defeated before her strong son—her conqueror—her vaginal fluids completely soaking the sheets. But as soon as I let go, she cried and cursed with her last ounce of strength. I told Qinghe to fetch a pair of socks, and he staggered to the bathroom to get a pair of stockings, which I stuffed into Sister Ma's mouth.

“Sister Ma, I’m sorry, but don’t blame me. Accept reality… We all love you, isn’t it good to have one more person love you?… Let’s turn this home into a paradise… No one will know!…”

Sister Ma shook her head desperately.

“Is that not okay? Fine, we’ll make you happy again! Happy until you nod in agreement…”

I used my bra to tie Sister Ma’s hands to the bed rails and told Qinghe to put the pantyhose she had taken off before bed back on for her.

“Qinghe, go lick her feet, lick the insteps, lick the toes, suck and chew, haha, fun, isn’t it? Smells good, doesn’t it?”

Qinghe greedily licked his mother’s fleshy, white, and tender feet through the thin stockings. He licked the insteps, chewed the toes for a while, and then pressed the entire sole of her foot to his face, sniffing it intensely. This scent was so familiar to him. He smelled and licked with ecstasy.

“Sister Ma, look how much your son loves you, he even loves your feet… Qinghe, what are you doing? Hehe…”

Qinghe suddenly tore one of his mother’s socks, revealing her white and tender feet. He licked his slightly reddened toes and between his toes, sucking the sweat from his feet. He gnawed at the calluses on the soles of his feet, bit by bit, eating the calluses he gnawed off. Sister Ma looked at her youngest son in horror. Was this her stupid son who didn't understand what "sex" was?

He even rubbed his penis between her two feet, making it erect again!

Qinghe licked down her thighs, reaching her genitals. He tore open the crotch of her pantyhose with his teeth, put his mouth inside, buried it in the thick pubic hair, and explored his mother's labia and clitoris with the tip of his tongue. Sister Ma felt an intense itch that spread from her clitoris throughout her body. I noticed her body trembling and laughed loudly: "Good job, Qinghe, you're not so silly, you know what to do... insert your tongue, Qinghe... good sister, are you happy? Haha!"

Qinghe spread his mother's labia with both hands, pursed his tongue, and inserted it into her vagina, scraping the tender flesh of the vaginal walls, and then gently bit her clitoris with his teeth. Sister Ma couldn't take it anymore. She writhed, sobbing softly, and her juices flowed freely, filling her with shame.

"Good girl, don't torture yourself. Come on... Qinghe, flip her buttocks up." Qinghe

pushed her mother's legs up to her chest. I grabbed Sister Ma's feet and told Qinghe to lick her anus.

Sister Ma's face flushed red, and her anus tightened with tension. I knew she was cursing inwardly; I wouldn't be able to get rid of her without a good beating. Qinghe's tongue slid across her mother's brown anus. I freed one hand and used my fingers to rotate around the anus, trying to relax the muscles. But it didn't work; it was still so tight. I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"I don't believe I can't subdue you. Qinghe, go to the kitchen and get two cucumbers!"

Sister Ma was terrified, her eyes pleading.

"Scared now? Too late! Let us loosen your muscles."

I inserted one cucumber into Sister Ma's vagina and told Qinghe to slowly rotate the other cucumber into her anus. Qinghe was blinded by lust; veins bulged on his forehead. His mother was no longer his mother, but merely a naked woman he could manipulate and control.

Qinghe smeared the cucumber with the vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina as he spun it. Little by little, the cucumber, as thick as a child's arm, was inserted into her anus. The muscles around her anus turned purplish-red from the pressure—it was truly amazing how it could be stretched so wide.

Sister Ma's forehead was covered in sweat, and her face was also purplish-red. I pulled the stocking out of her mouth to let her breathe, then shoved it back in. She only had time to shout, "You two brainless, heartless bastards, just kill me already!..."

The cucumber was removed from her anus, leaving it wide open like a child's mouth, overflowing with yellow liquid. Qinghe brought his mouth to it, sucking and licking, his tongue probing into her anus, making smacking sounds.

The cucumber was inserted into her anus again, and Qinghe gripped it, thrusting in and out. I used another cucumber to insert into her vagina. Suddenly, I felt a gush of hot fluid spurt out from Sister Ma's lower body; she had lost control of her bladder!

I grabbed Qinghe's head and pressed him against her clitoris. Qinghe swallowed his mother's urine in large gulps, then licked it clean. I was now certain that Qinghe was a mother-obsessed maniac; what he had suppressed for over ten years was a frenzied possessiveness towards his mother! Because besides his mother, he had no other woman to think about.

I turned Sister Ma over, pressing her spine down, her fat buttocks swaying precariously.

"Qinghe, fuck your mother's asshole, make her feel heavenly!"

Qinghe's engorged, purplish-black penis, lubricated by the fluid flowing from her anus, effortlessly plunged deep into his mother's anus. The tender flesh of her anus tightly gripped his penis, spasming and twitching incessantly, intensely stimulating Qinghe. Qinghe used all his strength to thrust, tease, rub, withdraw, and thrust again! Because there was no enema, yellow fluid flowed down his penis and her buttocks, pungent but extremely stimulating! It was too big!

Qinghe's thing was too big! His testicles pounded against Ma Jie's buttocks, making loud "slap slap" sounds. Red streaks of blood appeared in the yellow fluid; Ma Jie's anus had ruptured!

Ma Jie was like a dead woman, her body limp, intense pain mixed with a strange physiological and psychological pleasure, making her unaware of her body's existence, leaving only her soul, mercilessly tossed up and down, soaked in the extreme pleasure of sin!

Qinghe was about to collapse, his entire body pressed against his mother's back. Just as Qinghe was about to ejaculate, I pulled him down, ripped the stocking from Ma Jie's mouth, pinched her cheeks, and inserted my penis into her mouth, all the way to her throat. Qinghe held his mother's head with both hands, thrust a few times, and ejaculated in her mouth, then collapsed like a pile of mud. I lifted Sister Ma's head, letting her swallow all the semen.

Both mother and son were utterly exhausted after three hours of intercourse. I helped Sister Ma onto me, gently pinching her nipples to wake her. There was no need to gag her anymore; she was too weak to scream.

"Good girl, are you happy?"

"..."

"Not happy? Then let's do it again."

"Happy...happy...please, please, don't do it again, I can't live like this."

"Then will you be obedient and turn this house into a paradise...no one will know!"

"I...I have nothing to say, whatever you say..."

"Then be good. You are his mother, but you have to sleep with him, otherwise I'll make you half-dead, half-alive, do you hear

me?"

"Spare me..."

"You are my slave, and your son is too. I tell you to sleep together, and you have to do whatever I tell you to do, otherwise I'll expose your shameful deeds and make you both ashamed to live, do you hear me?!"

"I hear you..." Sister Ma shivered and answered tremblingly.

"It's good that you're obedient. Haha, you've been doing this for so long, you must be hungry, come on, eat the cucumbers."

Sister Ma moved her body with difficulty, picked up the two cucumbers soaked in semen and feces, and ate them one bite at a time. I slammed my penis against Sister Ma's face, shoved it into her mouth to urinate, and laughed loudly. Sister Ma completely submitted.

(II) Grandma's Nightmare

Sister Ma not only became my slave, but also her son's slave. Qinghe's desire for his mother was extremely strong. Every day, besides eating and sleeping, he had sex with his mother. Sister Ma accepted all of this passively, silently enduring the two men's physical needs from her. Incest was something Sister Ma would never have thought of before, but now she had sex with her own son every day. This extreme psychological stimulation caused by guilt and the abnormal pleasure caused by violating human ethics could not be obtained from normal married life. Sister Ma was addicted to it, stealing the forbidden fruit of incest every day, unable to extricate herself, letting her son release his long-suppressed crazy sexual desire on her body, and she also got sinful satisfaction from it.

Qinghe looked for every opportunity to have sex with his mother. When Sister Ma was cooking in the kitchen, Qinghe would pull down her underwear, crawl between her legs, and lick her genitals and buttocks. When Sister Ma went to the toilet, Qinghe would follow her in to watch his mother excrete. Sometimes he would swallow her urine, getting it all over his face, and sometimes he would put his penis in her mouth to urinate. Whenever the need arose, he could push his mother to the ground and have sex with her. I often had Qinghe and I take turns with Sister Ma, one of us holding her and inserting our penis into her vagina while the other thrust into her anus from behind, driving her to ecstasy and multiple orgasms.

I rarely ejaculated inside Sister Ma; I told Qinghe to ejaculate as much semen as possible inside her vagina, with the aim of getting her pregnant with her son's child. I felt that this would bring the incestuous relationship between mother and son to a climax. Sister Ma understood my intentions and begged me not to do this. But as soon as I revealed my trump card—that I would expose the affair—Sister Ma immediately shut up.

She said that since things had come to this point, she didn't care about being pregnant with Qinghe's child. But what would happen after the child was born? I told Sister Ma that I loved her, that I could marry her, and that the child would be ours. Sister Ma was overjoyed; she never dreamed I would marry her. She asked if it was alright, and I said no problem. There was a young man at work who married a fifty-year-old woman, and wasn't she also an employee? Sister Ma nodded repeatedly, saying she finally had someone to rely on for the rest of her life. But I said I had a condition: I wanted her to bring her divorced daughter from the countryside to live with us. Sister Ma understood immediately. She said no, I was too greedy. I said, Sister Ma, you're more than twenty years older than me. If you can't work anymore, I'll have to dump you, okay? If your daughter comes to live with us, I'll still have something to look forward to. Besides, your daughter has no future in the countryside. I work in administration; if your daughter comes to live with us, I can find her a job at the company—it'll be much better than living in the countryside. Also, if something happens to you, Sister Ma, and you die before me, but your daughter behaves and doesn't cause trouble outside, I'll marry her, so she and her two children will have someone to rely on. Sister Ma thought about it for a moment, then understood, saying, "You're so lucky, my nemesis! Her whole family is now in my hands!" I asked Sister Ma if she had anyone else to take care of at home. She said she had an elderly mother living alone in Guiyang who had long wanted to come and rely on her, but Lao Ding wouldn't allow it. I asked how old her mother was, and she said a little embarrassedly that she was fifty-seven. I said, "Not old, right? Didn't she give birth to you when she was fifteen?" Sister Ma said yes, it was due to an arranged marriage in the countryside. Her mother had remarried, this time to a man in the city. Her second husband had died five years ago, and the children were all from that man's family and didn't acknowledge her. So she wanted to rely on Sister Ma. I thought for a moment and said, "Sister Ma, why don't you call your mother over? I want to take care of my mother-in-law." Sister Ma looked at me suspiciously and said, "Are you trying to take advantage of me again?" I said, "Why would I?" Sister Ma said, "Not necessarily. She can call her daughter over, and she can bring her mother over too, but I need to marry her first." I readily agreed, "No problem."

My plan was that by marrying Sister Ma, I'd have four women at my disposal: her, her daughter, her mother, and even more conveniently, her granddaughter, who was under six and a complete virgin! This was something Sister Ma hadn't considered.

Speaking of incestuous relationships, that was even more exciting and complex: two men and four women, four generations in bed together, the son with his mother, the great-grandson with his great-grandmother—it was truly wonderful! And wouldn't it be even more wonderful if the four women paired up and engaged in homosexual relationships? This group was all direct blood relatives, so once things started, no one dared to divulge a word. Behind closed doors, I was their ruler, and they were all my slaves. Group incest was both safe and exciting; I wouldn't lose out at all.

I quickly went through the marriage formalities with Sister Ma, without needing any ceremony. My colleagues found it unbelievable, but I didn't offer any explanation. After two or three months, their interest waned, and no one asked any further questions. It was time for Sister Ma to fulfill her promise. At my repeated urging, Sister Ma wrote to her mother in Guiyang, asking her to come and live with us. But she made all sorts of excuses to delay writing to her daughter. I thought to myself that things should be done one step at a time, and it's perfectly fine to cook the older parts first and then the younger ones, so I didn't press her any further.

As soon as Sister Ma's mother arrived home, I greeted her warmly as "Mom," which made her very happy. I observed her with great interest. Her surname was Jiang, and her given name was Yongzhen. She was about the same height as Sister Ma and had a full figure, but not as plump. Sister Jiang's mother had only retired two years ago. She was a warehouse keeper at a large state-owned factory. Because she hadn't done manual labor and took good care of herself, she didn't look much older than her mother. Sister Jiang's mother was more charming and prettier than Sister Ma. Even at fifty-seven, she often wore light makeup and perfume, and walked with a swaying gait that aroused me. But I wasn't in a hurry to make a move on her. I contacted Qinghe and told him to restrain himself for the next few days and not to expose his physical relationship with Sister Ma, lest he scare away his prey. Qinghe, that big fool, didn't understand what I meant. Although he hadn't slept with his mother anymore, he still touched her inappropriately, even licking Ma Jie's feet in front of Jiang Ma, making loud licking noises, and she couldn't stop him. Jiang Ma asked Ma Jie what was going on, and Ma Jie explained in a flustered manner that nothing was wrong, that Qinghe was just not thinking straight. But Jiang Ma was a smart woman, and she quickly realized that the relationship between the mother and son was unusual. Finally, one day, Jiang Ma said she had to go back to Guiyang. Ma Jie and I tried to persuade her not to go, but Jiang Ma wouldn't listen. Instead, she gave her daughter a good scolding. Although she didn't have any real evidence, the meaning in her words was clear: Ma Jie had done something heinous that was unforgivable, disgracing her family for eighteen generations. She didn't have a woman who was worse than a whore. After saying that, she glared fiercely at Qinghe. Ma Jie was speechless, unable to utter a single word in defense. I saw Jiang Ma grab her pre-packed luggage and prepare to leave, so I quickly stopped her, saying that if she really wanted to leave, we wouldn't force her to stay, but it was getting late and it would be difficult to buy train tickets. I would take her to the station first thing tomorrow morning. After saying that, I took her luggage and carried it back to her room. Jiang Ma had no choice but to say that she had to get up at six o'clock the next morning to leave. I said okay, I would definitely take her on time.

After Jiang Ma stormed back to her room, Sister Ma complained to me in a low voice, saying that I had messed things up. Once her mother went back, it was hard to guarantee that she could keep quiet. Her scandalous affair with her son would soon become the talk of the town. How could she face anyone? She couldn't ask her mother for anything; if she did, she would be admitting it. Sister Ma became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and tears streamed down her face.

She said that it was fortunate that she hadn't called her daughter upstairs. If she hadn't been careful, her whole family would have been ruined by me. I couldn't think of a way to smooth things over. As soon as her mother left, she jumped off a building, let alone try to take advantage of her daughter. I thought for a moment, then smiled and said there was definitely a way, it's just a matter of whether you, Sister Ma, are willing to do it. Sister Ma said she'd even kill herself if it meant settling things down. I said it wasn't that serious. Originally, I thought your mother had been alone for five years, so she'd be easy to get. I planned to cultivate a relationship with her first, then sleep with her—that would be more romantic. I didn't expect her to be such a hypocrite. Now we have to be ruthless. Whether your mother agrees or not, we'll get her into bed and do it. Once it's a done deal, she won't dare say a word. But you and your son have to help with everything

, Sister Ma. Sister Ma thought for a moment, sighed, and said that was the only way. She stopped crying and scolded me for being so lecherous, not even sparing a woman over fifty. I pinched her and grinned, saying I just like older women, and a fragrant older woman like your mother—the real skill is to stew her until she's tender.

At dinner, Aunt Jiang was still cursing. I gritted my teeth, thinking to myself, "I'll strip off your mask later and make you wish you were dead." After dinner, I said, "Mom, it's not easy for you to come all this way. We want to give you something as a keepsake." I winked at Sister Ma. Sister Ma then called her son over, pretending to go inside to get something. Jiang's mother thought it was money, and her eyes lit up as if she remembered something. She looked pleased, but said she didn't care for a few dirty coins; the money her daughter took was all filthy. She added that if she wanted to keep her quiet, she'd better be a dutiful daughter for life. Before she could finish her rant, Sister Ma and Qinghe had already crept up and each grabbed one of her arms.

"What...what are you doing..." Jiang's mother cried out.

"Mom, don't be afraid. If you go back and tell everyone, how will we survive? You've been unkind to us, but we can't be unkind to you...We're all your children, we all love you, we all want to show you our love, relieve your loneliness, and make your remaining years more fulfilling, hahaha!" I laughed loudly, pounced on her, grabbed her kicking legs, and lifted her up.

“Qunfen, I’m your own mother! You shameless thing, let me go… I’m going to scream, help…”

Before she could even utter the word “help,” Sister Ma had already pulled off her stockings and stuffed them into her mother’s mouth.

“Mom… it’s not that I’m heartless, I was forced into this by you…” Sister Ma cried. “You know in your heart that I slept with your grandson Qinghe, I was forced to do it!… If you tell anyone, I’ll have no choice but to jump off a building… You should think of Qinghe, not me… Mom, I’m so sorry…”

“Stop arguing, get her to bed!” I interrupted Sister Ma, and the three of us pulled her up. Jiang Ma struggled desperately, kicking off one shoe, pulling her clothes up to her chest, and letting her hair down, dragging on the ground.

“Mom, you’re so beautiful…” I clicked my tongue in admiration. Jiang Ma was carried into the bedroom upside down and thrown onto the bed. Qinghe and I quickly tied her hands and feet to the bed frame with several pairs of long stockings.

"Qinghe, go smell your grandma's shoes." Qinghe took off one of his grandma's rather fashionable mid-heeled shoes, put it on his face, buried his nose deep in the shoe, and sniffed hard, licking the soles and toes. The smell of leather and feet excited Qinghe. "Mom

, let your son undress you, haha!"

I lewdly grinned, pressed my mouth to my mother-in-law's face, kissed her plump cheeks and lips, bit her nose, earlobes and the tender flesh of her neck, sucked on her incessant tears, and buried my head in her long hair. I ran my hands over her fleshy waist and hips, unbuttoned her shirt, pulled it up to her bound hands, grabbed the bra straps and pulled hard. The straps were too short, the bra slipped down, and a pair of enormous breasts popped out.

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "Wife, your mom's got huge breasts, bigger than yours!

I love you, mmm..." I took a brown nipple into my mouth, biting it with my teeth and licking it in a circular motion with my tongue. I grabbed her breasts with both hands, kneading and rubbing them up and down and side to side. The areolas of her huge breasts took up almost a third of the area, and the cleavage changed in depth under my movements.

Jiang's mother was both ashamed and embarrassed, and her body twisted violently. I told Sister Ma to quickly take off her clothes, squatted above her mother's head, and sat down, her large genitals pressing against Jiang's face, making her unable to move. Jiang's mother's nose was pressed against her daughter's labia, and the strong, pungent smell almost made her faint.

I pulled Jiang Ma's skirt down to her knees, tore off her panties, and forcefully spread her tightly closed thighs, exposing her private parts completely to me. I used my thumb and middle finger to spread her thick, purplish-red labia majora, revealing the wrinkled labia minora inside. The labia minora were dark brown, moist with a thin layer of vaginal fluid, and the vaginal opening was tightly closed due to tension. I rubbed my face against her thick, curly pubic hair, slowly licking the tender flesh of her labia with my tongue, sliding it up and down, and then gently lifting the clitoral hood with the tip of my tongue, circling it. I could clearly feel my mother-in-law's body trembling as if she had been electrocuted.

"Mom, it's exciting, fun, and comfortable, isn't it... Stop pretending to be virtuous. You're over fifty, how many more years can you do this... If it weren't for me, who would want an old hag like you... Mmm... It's fishy and salty... You're leaking juices, Mom... You slut! Let's see if you'll still pretend!"

Jiang's mother's vagina opened, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed out. I brought my mouth close, inserting my tongue into her vagina, exploring the folds of the vaginal walls, rolling and contracting inside. Jiang's mother's vagina began to spasm, clamping my tongue tightly, squeezing out streams of vaginal fluid, filling my mouth, which I swallowed all.

I inserted a middle finger into her vagina, probing, digging, controlling, flicking, and caressing inside. Jiang's mother's body trembled violently, emitting a beast-like "hoho" sound.

“Mom, are you still going to pretend to be a virgin?... Look at you, a born slut, a born whore! I’m going to make you suffer enough! Qinghe, come here.” Jiang’s mother’s sobs, a mixture of humiliation and strange pleasure, emanated from between her legs, strangely arousing.

Qinghe crawled over, and I made him continue licking his grandmother’s vagina. My middle finger slid down her perineum, circling around Jiang’s mother’s anus. My mother-in-law’s anus was very tight; I tried several times but couldn’t insert my finger deeply.

I asked Sister Ma to bring the enema kit, glycerin, and water. I filled a whole tube with glycerin and water, inserted the anal plug into my mother-in-law’s anus, and slowly pushed the mixture into her rectum, plugging the anus with the plug. Soon, the mixture took effect; Jiang’s mother’s abdomen began to twitch, making gurgling sounds. I ignored her, letting her suffer a little longer. I licked down Jiang Ma's plump thighs, all the way to her feet. Jiang Ma's feet were beautiful, with five slender, straight toes. I held her toes in my mouth, chewing and savoring them, then licked the soles of her feet. Her stockings were damp with sweat, a little stiff, salty, and had a strong odor. But I loved that smell; I loved women's feet precisely because of that smell.

I had licked Jiang Ma thoroughly; it was time to get serious. I called Sister Ma to the foot of the bed, bent over, and stuck my buttocks high in the air. I told Qinghe to take off his clothes and stand behind my mother.

"Mom, do you see this? This is your daughter and grandson. I'm going to have them demonstrate what true mother-son love is. Qinghe, listen to me, one, two, three, thrust in!"

Before Jiang Ma's astonished eyes, Qinghe wrapped his arms around his mother's waist, his penis moving wildly inside her vagina like a piston. Sometimes he thrust into her vagina, sometimes into her anus. Sister Ma's moans mingled with Qinghe's panting, blending with the creaking of the bed—it was exquisite! I grabbed Jiang Ma's face, forcing her to see clearly how her own daughter and grandson were committing incest! "Qinghe

, stop! Mom, now it's your turn… You pretended to be so chaste? I'll see if you're really chaste… You filthy whore, you slut!" My desire for Jiang Ma was extremely strong, but the more I abused her, the more excited I became.

I told Qinghe to get a basin, placed it under Sister Jiang's buttocks, and pulled out the plug from her anus. A gush of fecal water immediately gushed out. I then filled an enema tube with glycerin and water and repeatedly washed my mother-in-law's rectum until the water ran clear. Jiang Ma's anus opened like chrysanthemum petals, the muscles soft, the color shiny, and the smell fresh. I inserted my finger to test it, and felt the muscles of the anal wall relax. It was clean inside, without any dirt.

I lifted my mother-in-law's body slightly, laid her flat beneath me, and let her body lie completely on top of me. I held my penis in one hand and spread my mother-in-law's anus open with the other, inserting my penis. I braced my feet against the bed rails, grabbed my mother-in-law's plump buttocks with both hands, and pressed down hard. The swollen glans struggled to push forward in her anus, filling her rectum completely. The muscles of Jiang's anus gripped my penis tightly like clamps, and the tender flesh of her intestines enveloped it completely. A surge of heat entered through the urethral opening, spreading like an electric current throughout my body—it felt incredibly comfortable! My head was pressed against Jiang's face, and I saw that her face was flushed red, and she was making gurgling sounds in her throat, clearly experiencing great pain. After one final, forceful thrust, my penis was finally completely inside. My mother-in-law's anus and rectum, which hadn't had a foreign object in fifty-seven years, were now being brutally pierced by a red-hot, iron-like penis. The size, length, and force of this penis were far beyond what her delicate anus and tender rectum could bear.

I asked Sister Ma to remove the sock from her mother's mouth so she could make a sound. If she screamed too loudly, I would sit on her and gag her. Such an exciting game would be so disappointing without any moaning. The first words Jiang Ma uttered after gaining her freedom were: "My God! My God! It hurts so much!..."

I called Qinghe over, and he knelt between his grandmother's legs, inserting his penis into her vagina. He told her not to move without my permission. Qinghe lifted his enormous penis, parted his grandmother's labia, and effortlessly inserted it all the way in. His pubic hair and his grandmother's pubic hair were stuck together with vaginal fluid, and his testicles lightly tapped against his grandmother's perineum. My mother-in-law's vagina and rectum were squeezed tightly together, and our two penises were also very close together, able to feel each other's size and strength.

Like the silence before dawn, I didn't move, and Qinghe didn't dare to move without my command. Our penises were soaked in my mother-in-law's, Qinghe's grandmother's, vaginal fluids and intestinal fluids, fermenting and swelling inside. I gave Jiang Ma a final moment to curse: "Qinghe, you bastard, I'm your grandmother! ... You didn't just sleep with your own mother, you even slept with your own mother's mother! You wicked thing, may you be struck by lightning and go to hell, no one will take you! ... God, what did I do in my past life to suffer such retribution in this life, I can't live like this... My old man is dead, wake up and open your eyes! ... Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much! ... You're going to die... Ouch! It hurts so much!..."

With a command, I directed Qinghe to cooperate with my rhythm, thrusting into Jiang Ma's anus and vagina together. Qinghe was driven mad by the pleasure of incest, wanting to penetrate his grandmother's vagina all at once, but he couldn't do it properly, and his penis slipped out several times. I told him to slow down and use the five shallow thrusts followed by one deep thrust, rubbing the glans against her labia and clitoris a few times before each insertion to arouse her more. Qinghe followed my instructions, forcefully spreading her vaginal opening with both hands, his penis thrusting slowly and powerfully, the glans rubbing against her clitoris.

Every nerve in Jiang's mother's body was being stimulated by this movement, an unbearable itch spreading throughout her body. At the same time, my penis was also thrusting in and out of her anus, the muscles of my mother-in-law's rectum passively contracting and relaxing with my thrusts, a large amount of intestinal fluid gushing out, squeezed out with each thrust of my penis, leaving my testicles covered in a sticky liquid, which had a unique flavor.

Qinghe and I had been thrusting for over thirty minutes, our penises burning hot from the prolonged activity, pounding inside Jiang Ma's body like two steel rods. I told Sister Ma to untie her mother's feet, and I told Qinghe to push Grandma's legs up above his head for a more pleasurable experience. Qinghe gripped Grandma's ankles tightly and began to speed up, thrusting so hard that Grandma's vagina turned inside out, her lower abdomen and thighs trembling like waves. My penis churned through the vaginal fluids, making a "squeaking" sound, each thrust hitting Grandma's uterus hard. The penis inside my mother-in-law's anus also increased its rhythm. I held my mother-in-law's body tightly, my lower body thrusting wildly, my penis pounding like a piston, the flesh scraping against the tender flesh of her rectum, reaching a frenzy! My mother-in-law's plump buttocks bounced up and down, her whole body seemingly tossed into the air. She had never experienced such wild sex in her life. She screamed and cried, completely lost in ecstasy.

"Ah!... It hurts! It hurts!... You two beasts, kill me!... Oh! It's killing me!

... It's ripping me apart!... Spare me!... I'm going to die!... Ouch..." Another half hour of frenzied thrusting left Qinghe and me feeling completely refreshed, our emotions at their peak. Qinghe's face was flushed, all his strength concentrated on his penis, wishing he could insert even his testicles. He pressed Grandma's feet against his face, smelling and licking them, using the scent of her feet to intensify his pleasure. Jiang Ma was drenched in sweat, mingling with our sweat, the atmosphere in the bedroom reaching its climax! Suddenly, Qinghe stopped, his teeth clenched around Wai Po's feet, he ejaculated, shooting millions of his offspring into Grandma's womb, then collapsed onto Wai Po like a rag doll. I also reached my climax, pulling out my penis... He ejaculated, aiming at his mother-in-law's face, spraying his semen onto her hair, nose, lips, and chin, the milky white fluid giving her a heavy makeup-like appearance.

Jiang Ma stopped screaming and lay paralyzed on the bed like a corpse. The three mounds of white flesh, after the frenzied intercourse, were intertwined, motionless, only their panting could be heard. About ten minutes later, I got up and asked Sister Ma to prepare some late-night snacks. Sister Ma brought some biscuits and other snacks. I told my mother-in-law to eat, but she shook her head and refused. I got angry and immediately picked up a few sesame balls, stuffing them one by one into my mother-in-law's vagina and anus, telling Qinghe to take them out with his mouth and eat them.

After she finished eating, I asked Sister Ma to bring her the rubber dildo she usually used for masturbation.

"Wife, you've never been with a woman before, have you? Today I'll let you experience something new, have some fun, sleep with your mom, you hear me?"

"What? Sleep with my mom? You even got Qinghe to sleep with his grandma, you're so bad, you don't even spare me..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do what I tell you to do."

Sister Ma stopped talking. I took the rubber rod and handed it to Qinghe, telling him to loosen up Jiang's muscles first. Qinghe took it and randomly inserted it into his grandma's vagina, thrusting wildly inside, then inserted it into her anus, thrusting until his grandma was in agony, screaming and spitting out vaginal fluid.

"Wife, it's your turn, I'll teach you how to do it. You put one end of the rod into your mom's two labia, and the other end into your hole, just shake and push, it's very simple. Hurry up, or you'll get a beating."

Sister Ma was forced to do it, so she had no choice but to insert the rubber rod into her mother's vagina. The rubber rod was thick; when it reached Jiang Ma's uterus, it filled her vagina completely, leaving no gaps. Sister Ma grabbed the rod and laboriously pushed the other end into her vagina until I nodded in satisfaction. I supported my mother-in-law and, at a command, pushed her body back and forth, telling Sister Ma to move too. Sister Ma's body slid rapidly on the bed, the rubber rod going in and out of both her and her daughter's vaginas, quickly becoming wet and shiny. Urged on by my harsh words, Sister Ma moved faster and faster, the two wet holes connected by the rubber rod kissing each other, the "slap slap" sounds growing louder and louder, and Jiang Ma's cries of pleasure growing louder. Qing He, watching from the side, was aroused, his penis hard as iron. Qing He lifted his penis, and without thinking, grabbed his grandmother's head and forced it into her mouth. Jiang Ma's mouth was completely blocked; she felt her grandson's penis reaching her throat, and after a wave of nausea, her mouth was full of saliva. My grandson's penis was thrusting in and out of her mouth, making a "whoosh" sound, like he was washing his own penis.

The battle grew increasingly intense. Half an hour later, Sister Ma felt she couldn't hold on any longer; her lower body felt increasingly sore and numb. With a satisfied sigh, Sister Ma lay back on the bed, a thick, purulent fluid gushing out, emitting a pungent odor. She had come! I also intensified my thrusting on my mother-in-law's body, faster and faster, until her lower body was also a mess, covered in milky white semen. Qinghe completely ignored his grandmother's barely breathing state, still holding her head with both hands and thrusting wildly, each thrust entering her throat, saliva flying

everywhere, making his grandmother's mouth a gruesome sight. Finally, Qinghe shuddered, his penis released, and he ejaculated the full tube of semen into his grandmother's throat without reservation! "Mom, are you enjoying this now?" I said with a smile, pinching her nose to help her swallow the semen more easily. “Mom, are you still pretending? Not only were you penetrated by your own grandson, but you were penetrated by your own daughter, hahaha!

It’s ridiculous. You even swallowed your grandson’s semen, what else can’t you let go of? My dear mother, you incestuous slut, you bitch, are you still pretending to be chaste? Tell me, tell me!” Jiang’s mother’s throat made a “gurgling” sound, and tears streamed down her face. All her self-esteem and the last bit of resistance were shattered in the face of cruel reality.

I took out the camera, focused it, and said, “Mom, let’s do something even more exciting, let’s have you three ascend to heaven together, and take a big reunion and incestuous scene of three generations in bed together.”

I turned my mother-in-law over, told Sister Ma to lie down, with her buttocks facing her mother, and inserted the rubber rod into the anus of the mother and daughter, which was already a mess. Then, I told Qinghe to lie on his back under his mother’s body, hug his mother’s body, and insert his penis into his mother’s vagina. Thus, the son penetrated his mother, the daughter penetrated her own mother, three generations entangled together, intimately connected, joyfully bound together by a sexual bond. At my command, Sister Ma and Qinghe began to thrust joyfully. Jiang's mother, unable to control herself, was forced to writhe her hips with the movements of her daughter and grandson, the rubber rod sliding in and out of her anus, incredibly tight. Qinghe, skilled as ever, grabbed his mother and began a frenzied thrusting. Under this double assault, Sister Ma was utterly defeated. Her moans, her son's panting, her mother's sobs and cries, the "crackling" of flesh colliding, the "splashing" of vaginal fluids, the "creaking" of the bed shaking—all intertwined, like celestial music! I continuously captured this exquisite scene with my camera, the flashbulbs going off incessantly.

The incestuous mating, lasting over half an hour, reached its climax amidst the rising and falling moans of the three generations. Qinghe ejaculated, and his mother and grandmother were also completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Jiang's mother was utterly conquered. Five hours of incestuous passion had shattered all her rationality, self-respect, and sense of hierarchy; her entire being was consumed by awakened lust.

"Mom, are you leaving or not?"

"..."

"Mom, if you're still so disobedient and thinking bad things, I'll develop the photos and send one to every relative. Let's see if you'll still have the face to live."

Jiang's mother shuddered and whispered, "I won't leave... I won't leave, please don't do that, or I'm finished... I've lived most of my life and never lost face in front of anyone..." "Fine, from now on you have to listen to me in everything. I'll tell you who to sleep with, and I'll tell you what to do, and you'll do it. No more whining or nonsense, you slut!" "

I heard you..."

"Haha! Mom, weren't you being all cocky while eating? Tell me, what are you?" “

I am… a slut…?

” “And what else?”

“I am a whore… a bitch…” Mother-in-law closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

“And what else?”

“I… am a whore… a slut… sob…”

“Good that you know. Hey, you whore, pee on me.” I told Qinghe to empty the enema basin and bring it over, placing it between Jiang Ma’s legs. Jiang Ma cried, struggling a few times, and yellow urine spurted out, splashing into the basin with a crisp sound like pearls falling on a jade plate.

“Mom, you must be thirsty after working for so long, come on, drink the hot liquid in the basin, it’ll quench your thirst, hahaha!”

Jiang Ma looked at me in horror, then at the basin. A layer of white foam floated on the urine in the basin, along with remnants of the enema. She couldn’t believe her ears.

“I can’t… I can’t drink it… please spare me…” Jiang Ma cried loudly.

"What? You're denying it just because you haven't wiped your ass clean? You dare say no to me? You want to die?"

I slapped my mother-in-law across the face. "Ask your daughter if she dares to say it. Who do you think you are? Are you going to drink it or not?" I slapped her again. "Drink! Lick the bowl clean too!"

Jiang Ma was terrified, her face pale. She cried as she picked up the bowl and struggled to drink the urine, swallowing the filth and gagging repeatedly. I grabbed her hair and pressed her face into the bowl until she drank all the urine and licked the bowl clean.

I laughed loudly, shoved my penis into Jiang Ma's mouth to make her urinate, and told Qinghe to urinate into his grandmother's mouth as well. Jiang Ma silently endured the humiliation, not daring to utter a single word. Sister Ma, her own daughter, didn't dare to beg for her mother's mercy throughout the entire process. She was already used to whatever I said going to do, because I was her man, and no one else would marry her.

Jiang Ma collapsed onto the bed. My name is Qinghe. While his mother and I were at work, we kept an eye on his grandmother and told him he could do whatever he wanted to her.

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