The most outrageous incest story in history (with incredibly nuanced psychological descriptions) deserves to be featured!

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The most outrageous incest story in history (with incredibly nuanced psychological descriptions) deserves to be featured!
Son's Chapter
I can't remember exactly when the crazy idea of "incest between mother and son" started. Perhaps it began to sprout more than three years ago, when I was only thirteen years old and had just started junior high school. Like all normal boys, after my first wet dream, I gradually entered puberty and began to have a strong curiosity and interest in the opposite sex.
At first, I only noticed the female classmates around me. Their breasts had begun to develop, and in the summer, when their clothes were thinner, the outlines of their small, mushroom-shaped breasts were clearly visible. Sometimes, I could even catch a glimpse of the two round nipples protruding from their school uniforms. I often stole glances at this alluring scene while imagining them shirtless, feeling both incredibly excited and somewhat embarrassed. Besides this, with the increasing openness of China, the more frequent exposure of explicit scenes in movies and television also had a significant impact on me. Every time I saw scenes of actresses changing clothes, showering, or being intimate, I would hold back...
The exposed, snow-white bodies on the screen made my heart race. Although the exposure was quite limited—at most bare shoulders or backs, skirts fluttering to reveal thighs, or half a pair of white, tender breasts—it was enough to excite me for a long time. Later, my family bought a computer and got internet access. Naturally, I secretly browsed many pornographic websites, eagerly supplementing my sexual knowledge through countless obscene pictures and movies.
At least I've satisfied my curiosity.
However, this is only an indirect way. I have never seen a woman's naked body in real life. In addition, after watching too many intense scenes of intercourse in pornographic films, I unconsciously developed a further desire. I really wanted to experience the pleasure of possessing a real woman and feel that ecstasy.
It was at this moment that my mother came into my view. I should say that I am not the kind of person who is born with a "mother complex". In the past, for me, maternal love was just maternal love, a kind, warm, and pure affection without any other impurities. But after that, my feelings for my mother quietly changed, and I began to look at her with the eyes of a man looking at a woman.
After all, Mom was a woman hard to ignore. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she possessed the mature elegance of a respectable woman. She always spoke softly and gently, and every gesture exuded femininity. Although she was almost forty, she maintained a remarkably good figure. Her full breasts were high and firm, her waist was almost completely free of excess fat, her buttocks were large and round, and her skin was as fair and smooth as a young girl's, naturally well-maintained without the need for any makeup.
In short, she is at the most attractive and alluring stage of a middle-aged woman's life!
So my attention quickly turned to my mother. My gaze towards her had a "mischievous" element to it. When she wasn't looking, I would stare intently at her voluptuous figure wrapped in her clothes, wanting to see what she looked like naked.
I've tried many methods, such as peeking at my mother's neckline when she bends down to mop the floor, or pretending to drop my chopsticks while eating and peering under the table at her legs peeking out from under her skirt. I even tried to do something naughty while she was taking a shower... Although these attempts occasionally gave me a glimpse of what I really wanted to see, I never managed to witness the crucial parts of her body.
Perhaps it's human nature to want what you can't have. As time went on, my desire for my mother's body grew stronger and stronger. I thought about her almost constantly, and even when I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with images of her naked body, and then my penis would become excitedly engorged and erect, until I ejaculated with great satisfaction after masturbation...
Yes, I not only wanted to "see," but also longed to break through the ethical taboos between mother and son with my mother and enjoy that immoral and sinful thrill.
She is my mother, and I am her son. We are the closest of relatives in the world, so why does society forbid me from having her? This is utterly absurd!
Filled with resentment, I secretly made up my mind that no matter what, I must get my mother's body in this lifetime!
But what should we do?
I'm certain that my mother would never agree to have a relationship with her son, and I absolutely don't have the courage to bring it up directly, even though I think it should be a matter of course. Even though my mother has always been so gentle and kind, and has always doted on me, and has never lost her temper with me, I still have a subconscious fear and lack the courage to make my legitimate request.
Besides, there's a father at home!
My father is a department manager at an American company in China, earning a very high income, enough to ensure our family's financial security. He's a strict father, and I've always been afraid of him. If he found out about this, I'd probably be beaten half to death, or at least have my skin ripped off.
Honestly, my feelings for my father are quite complicated. I should say he loves me very much, but I have inappropriate thoughts about my mother, which fills me with guilt and makes me feel very sorry for him. But because he is the only person I can be intimate with my mother, I also feel deep resentment towards him. Especially when I see my parents being affectionate, an indescribable fire of jealousy burns inside me.
What should I do? Where should I go from here?
I pondered deeply...
Mother's Chapter
I am a good wife and a good mother; everyone praises me for that. From the day I married my husband, I became a full-time housewife, and it has been more than sixteen years now. For the past sixteen years, I have hardly left the house. Apart from going to the market to buy groceries and shopping, I spend most of my time at home cooking, doing laundry, cleaning, and diligently managing all the big and small affairs of the household, taking good care of the lives of my whole family.
Sunrise and sunset, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, year after year, life goes on like this, peaceful and warm. I went from an innocent and romantic girl to a mature young woman, and then to a mother with a child. Although my heart has occasionally been confused, occasionally fluttered, and occasionally been struck by some hidden, strange feelings... those were just fleeting thoughts. I have always been well-behaved and law-abiding, and have never had any thought of overstepping tradition.
My husband is very satisfied with me. He often sincerely praises me, saying that he married the best wife in the world. She is gentle and virtuous, and he never has to worry about anything at home. What's even more remarkable is that she is a dutiful wife. She has never had an affair, and she doesn't even have any casual male friends. She is truly the most reassuring and exemplary wife.
I didn't know whether to be angry or amused after hearing that.
I don't associate with other men simply because I haven't met anyone I can talk to, not because I'm old and unattractive to the opposite sex.
Although I've been married for many years, I'm still quite confident in my appearance and figure. Thanks to my careful skincare routine, my skin is still as fair and smooth as it was in my twenties. You can't even see the faint wrinkles unless you look closely. People say I look at least seven or eight years younger than my actual age; the maturity and elegance of a married woman are evident in me. In addition, I exercise regularly, so my figure hasn't changed. Although I have a little more fat around my waist and legs than I did in my teenage years, it doesn't make me look overweight. Instead, it adds to my mature and voluptuous charm. Moreover, the fat is mainly concentrated in my breasts and buttocks; my breasts and buttocks are noticeably larger than the average woman's, and they are round and perky, giving a plump and full appearance without any signs of sagging. All of this makes me quite proud.
A woman dresses up for her lover, and the reason I go to such lengths to exercise and maintain my appearance is, of course, to please my husband. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to notice and has never given me a compliment, which makes me feel quite disappointed.
幸好除了这点之外，老公对我是非常好的，婚后的家庭生活也和和美美，一帆风顺。如今我最大的心愿就是尽好一个母亲的责任，把儿子小凡培养成才。
小凡是独生子，是我惟一的心肝宝贝，我怀孕期间曾因不慎摔倒，差一点就没能保住这孩子。因此生下他之后我对他是比较溺爱了一些，几乎是百依百顺的宠着他，生怕他受到任何委屈。不过老公却经常郑重的告诫我，说这样不利于男孩子的成长，要我别把他宠坏了。
尽管心里捨不得，但是我想，老公说的还是很有道理的。毕竟小凡已经进入青春期了，这是一个叛逆而又危险的时期，身为母亲的我应该看管好孩子，别让他走上歪路。
老公……孩子……这就是我生活的全部。以前是这样，现在是这样，将来也会是这样，就像一潭平滑如镜的池水，假如没有人试着掷进一颗小石块的话，就永远也不会泛起半点波澜……
儿子篇
我陷入了深深的苦恼中，因为我实在想不出什么好办法，能让我实现得到妈妈美丽肉体的夙愿。
除了在脑子里尽情幻想，在白日梦中一次次疯狂的占有了妈妈，但在现实中我却完全是束手无策，只能每天眼睁睁望着她丰满成熟的胴体在身边晃来晃去，贪婪的咽着口水，极力压抑住体内那股越来越高涨的沖动。
我更沈迷于上网了，日復一日的流连于各大色情网站中，花费时间搜集了大量母子乱伦题材的色文和ａ片，每晚都躲在自己房间里看的不亦乐乎。真人既然得不到，也只有在这虚拟的官能世界里聊以自慰了，虽然情节上大多雷同，但那种乱伦特有的禁忌快感还是令我兴奋之极，感受到无与伦比的刺激。
惟一遗憾的是，看了这么多小说和影片，里面那些儿子占有母亲的方式全都无法搬到实际中来。我本来还以为能从中借鉴到一些高明的手段呢，可是看来看去，要不就是因为母亲天生淫荡，儿子刚露出淫态就自动屈服了；要不就是下安眠药，强奸，胁迫这样一些根本不可能实行的桥段，当作纯粹的性幻想来意淫一下还可以，真要去照作可就无异于痴人说梦了。
我精神一振，彷彿眼前出现了一道曙光。尽管很微弱，但毕竟是沖破层层迷雾的一道曙光！
于是我又把全文认真读了好几遍，想要归纳总结出一条真正的可行之道，可是冥思苦想了多日后，我最后还是沮丧的发现，小说毕竟只是小说，除非我也像故事里的主人公那样，母子之间有着那么深的恩怨纠缠，情节上还要有那么多的巧合，否则那些步骤还是不可能搬到现实中来施行的。
我真要绝望了……
但是突然，我心里又冒出了一个大胆的念头：这部作品的作者既然能想出这种桥段，假如他本人肯在这个基础上再动动脑筋，说不定能进一步设计出真正具有操作性的好办法呢……至少，比我自己这么瞎琢磨要有把握的多……
想到这里我激动的心脏怦怦跳，马上打开电脑上网，登陆到了那位作者经常出没的几个色文网站。由于爱看色文，我认识了那几个网站的不少热心者，在他们的帮忙下很快就弄到了那位作者的ｅ－ｍａｉｌ邮箱。
一秒钟也没耽搁，我立刻敲击了一封长长的信件，一五一十的倾诉了自己对亲生母亲的渴望和痛苦，然后又恳求对方帮忙想点主意。
接下来的整整一天里，我都是怀着期待而忐忑的心情度过的，一直到深夜才接到了对方的回信。
「你有病啊！那篇只是虚构的小说，不是叫你真的去实行啊……」一看到这样的开头，我的心就凉了半截，怔了好几秒才接着往下看。
「……我本人并非乱伦爱好者，写《伊》一文也只是玩票性质啦，从来也没想过在现实中怎么搞老娘……而且我要劝你一句，小孩子要走正路，千万不要看了几篇色文就真的去学坏！人还是应该有基本道德观的……」
我靠，简直就是个道学先生嘛！真怀疑他的笔名是否名副其实……
失望归失望，但我并没有气馁，经过观察，我发现这位作者最近玩的是「女警」和「巨乳」的票，灵机一动下，我把自己收藏的这两类影片全都翻了出来，试探的把目录寄了过去，问他有没有兴趣。
「……太好了！有好几片都是我寻觅已久的，你是从哪找到的？快把片子传给我吧！我保证想办法帮你干到你妈妈……」
寒！果然是够无耻，够黑暗……
嗯，总之商量的结果，我们开始从ｑｑ上联络，我一边把片子传送给那位作者，一边按他的要求，把家里的一切都尽可能详尽的告诉他，包括父母的年龄，文化程度，爱好以及生活习惯，以便供他对症下药，分析研究出可行的方法。
大约沈默了十分钟左右，对话框里跳出了几行醒目的大字。
「我大致上有了概念，虽然不能打包票，但还是可以试试的……不过我要提醒你，假如想要成功的话，一定要先记得两点……」
「我已经知道了！」
我抢着截断了他，飞快的将信息输送回去。
「第一，想突破禁忌得到妈妈的身体，绝对不是一件容易的事，必须做好长期努力的准备；第二，在计划实行的过程中，千万不能暴露出真实的想法，必须把不轨之心谨慎的隐藏好，在妈妈面前总是以好孩子的面目出现……」
对方送过来一个惊讶的笑脸符号。
「哈哈，原来你已经把《伊》那本书里的理论都背熟了！^_^这就好办了，省掉了我不少口舌……」
「嗯，该注意的地方我一定会加倍小心。您只要告诉我，具体该怎么做就行了……」
「别急，我正准备说呢！听仔细了，你要做的第一件事就是……」
ｑｑ的头像在一下下闪耀，一行又一行激动人心的句子出现在屏幕中……
母亲篇
儿子最近变了，变的比以前懂事多了。以前他完全是个娇生惯养的「小皇帝」，饭来张口，衣来伸手，又懒惰又贪玩，几乎有着这一代独生子女的全部缺点。不管是我好言好语的跟他讲道理，还是老公疾声厉色的数落他，都不能让他把毛病改过来，顶多只是暂时服从而已。
可是从两周前开始，儿子忽然像换了个人似的，精神面貌上发生了脱胎换骨的变化。每天早上醒来，他都破天荒的自己叠好了被子，晚上洗完澡后还自己掉了背心短裤（尽管洗的不干净，最后都还是要我悄悄再洗一遍），不仅如此，吃完饭他还会抢着洗全家人的碗，甚至自告奋勇的要帮忙我拖地板、擦窗户。
「小凡，你老实跟妈妈说，为什么突然这么勤快起来？是不是你闯了什么祸啦？」我望着儿子的眼睛，温和的开导着他。
「哪有？不信你可以问老师，问同学嘛！我哪有闯祸！」儿子连声叫嚷着，虽然脸红了，但我看的出他在这一点上并没有撒谎。
「那是不是你又想买辆新的山地车了？所以才来献殷勤……」我放下了心事，这次是用半开玩笑半认真的语气说的，我想这应该比较接近事实。
可是出乎意料，儿子听了急得快哭了，显得非常委屈。「妈妈，你怎么能这么说嘛！我只是长大了，看你平常那么累，想帮你分担
一点家务活，你为什么就不相信我呢？」
看到他那焦急分辨的样子，我忍俊不禁的笑了，心里却是一阵感动和欣慰：确实，我的儿子开始长大了，懂得要心疼他的妈妈了。呵呵，真令人开心！
「谢谢你啦，乖儿子。不过你还是把时间用在学习上吧，妈妈自己忙的过来……」
「不，我知道妈妈很累的！」儿子执拗的道，「电视上都说，女人太过操劳会很容易变老哦！我不想妈妈变老……」
这孩子！我又好气又好笑，哪学来的这么一副小大人的口吻？不过想一想又挺有道理……
「你长大啦，妈妈当然就变老喽……」我故意道，「妈妈很快就是个老太婆了，也不在乎早几年还是晚几年……」
「谁说的？谁说的？」儿子大声抗议道，「妈妈在我心里永远是最年轻最漂亮的，永远不会变成老太婆！」
「呵，小鬼头！嘴甜舌滑……」我笑嗔了一句，心里却很高兴。毕竟女人总是喜欢被人恭维、被人贊扬的，何况还是自己亲生儿子嘴里说出来的，听了当然心怀舒畅。
「真的真的……」儿子忽然退后两步，眼珠骨碌碌的打量着我，满脸认真的说，「比如，妈妈现在的发型就好好看，很有古典美呢……」听了这话我真是惊喜交集，眼角都快湿润了。
This hairstyle was something I spent the whole afternoon doing at the hair salon yesterday. It was originally meant to beautify my mother.
He once told me that this hairstyle suited me best, exuding the charm of a classic beauty, especially the few strands of hair framing my face and neck, which perfectly accentuated my elegant features. So, I re-style my hair this way every now and then, sparing no expense, hoping to please him.
However, my husband's reaction was extremely disappointing. He completely ignored it last night, and it wasn't until I subtly reminded him several times that he finally realized and said "Oh," then gave a perfunctory compliment, which sounded like he was just going through the motions.
I never expected my son to praise it so sincerely. At such a young age, he has a better eye for beauty than his father! More importantly, he pays attention to me, his mother, and resonates with my special hairstyle. This comforted me from my previous gloomy mood and made me feel that all the effort I put in yesterday was worthwhile.
Humph, honey, you're so clueless about romance, you're not even as good as our adorable son!
Thinking this to herself, she couldn't help but ask aloud, "Xiao Fan, is Mommy really... still young and beautiful?"
"Of course!" the son replied without hesitation. "If Mom isn't pretty, then who is? If it were possible, I'd even like to marry Mom..."
"Nonsense!" I laughed and scolded, feigning displeasure, "This is getting more and more outrageous. Kids shouldn't try to flatter! That's not good..."
My son chuckled and obediently shut his mouth. I felt a pang of disappointment, secretly hoping he would offer a few more words of praise. It had been years since anyone had complimented me like that, and I longed to hear it again. Even from a young boy, it stirred within me a long-lost sense of youthful longing.
However, after I scolded him, my son obediently fell silent. Sigh, children will always be children! I shook my head, and couldn't help but chuckle. Although there was a hint of helplessness, my mood was so much better today…
Son's Chapter
Seeing my mother's slightly smug smile, I guessed that she still treated me like a child. If she could guess what thoughts were swirling in my mind at that moment, she would probably be utterly shocked.
She saw me as an innocent child, unaware that she was falling into a carefully laid trap, unknowingly taking the first step.
"...The first step of the 'Seducing the Mother' plan is to bring the mother and son as close as possible, the closer the better. Don't think that just because you're mother and son, your relationship is already close enough! No, that's not enough..."
Two weeks ago, the message that author typed in the QQ chat box popped up again, appearing before my eyes one by one.
"When your son reaches fifteen or sixteen, he's going through a rebellious teenage year, and a generation gap inevitably appears between mother and son. Subconsciously, the mother may feel like she's starting to lose touch with her son. You need to make sure your mother clearly feels how important and unshakeable she is in your heart!"
"You need to show more care for your mother, such as by proactively helping her with housework and showing her your concern through practical actions... Women are emotional creatures, especially when it's their own son who cares for them. She'll be easily moved and feel closer to you emotionally..."
"Furthermore, you must praise her relentlessly, even if it's cheesy... Remember, at your mother's age, she constantly feels the melancholy of aging. She actually craves affirmation from others to prove that she hasn't lost her beauty. Your praise will greatly satisfy her vanity, restore her confidence, and make her look forward to and crave the admiration of the opposite sex again. This will create opportunities for your next step..."
"Her appearance, her clothes, her style—these are all the points you praise... Until one day, Mom unconsciously starts to value your opinions and naturally dresses herself according to your aesthetic sense, then the first step will be a success..."
Meanwhile, sycophantic praise poured from my mouth incessantly. At first, I was a little embarrassed and would fall silent after a few words. But as time went by, my skin thickened and my skills became more and more adept. I could spout countless compliments without even thinking, and they all sounded like heartfelt praise from a child.
"Wow! Mom...you look so beautiful today! I thought a movie star had come..."
"...Of course it looks good! This outfit only looks good on Mom's figure..."
"Hehe, Mom, you look at least ten years younger now. People might even think you're my older sister..."
I could hear things like that at home every day. At first, my mother would just scold me for being "precocious" and "smooth-tongued," but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide. Later, she stopped pretending to be reserved and happily enjoyed my flattery and ingratiation. Sometimes she would even show a smug look on her face.
It seems the books were right; few women can resist sweet talk. Even my mother is no exception. She never suspected that I had ulterior motives, and she was almost always smiling from my sweet talk.
In just two months, I achieved my goal. My relationship with my mother is indeed better than before; it seems that even the generation gap between us has disappeared, just like...
They are like close friends, sharing everything and being extremely intimate.
In addition, my mother has become more particular about her clothes and appearance, like a young girl who has just entered puberty. Even when she goes to the vegetable market not far from home to buy groceries, she will sit in front of the dressing table and carefully dress herself up, and she will often ask for my opinion.
"Xiao Fan, won't this make Mom look too fat?"
"Come and take a look, isn't Mom's lipstick a little too heavy?"
"Hmm... I also think these shoes are a bit outdated; it's time to get a new pair..."
She used to only ask her father these kinds of questions, but now she's asking me instead, and her attitude is becoming increasingly serious. It's clear she genuinely wants my opinion. Several times, I've deliberately given answers that contradicted reality, and she's actually accepted them without question, as if my judgment is a crucial standard for her. This makes me secretly chuckle.
But thinking about it, it's understandable. Dad is too busy to care about these things, and she rarely encounters other men in her daily life. If Mom doesn't consult me, her own son, who else can she ask? Besides, women dress up for those they like. With me praising her so enthusiastically, she will naturally dress up carefully according to my aesthetic preferences, even if she herself may not realize it. But it has already become a fact.
After confirming that the first step had been successfully achieved, I excitedly told the author, and then received his second step plan...

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