Reincarnation of Love and Hatred, Chapter Ten

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"Oh no, Mom's going to jump off the building!"

The thought flashed through my mind instinctively, and I was startled. My heart nearly leaped out of my chest, and my eyes were fixed on her figure.

What should I do? Should I rush out and stop her to prevent her from taking her own life? But... if I showed myself to her, she might guess the whole truth! Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she might really do something unimaginable...

Thinking of this, I panicked, not knowing what to do, and felt waves of regret—if only I had known Mom was so easily embarrassed, I shouldn't have gone too far earlier; I should have at least shown her some face...

At this moment, Mom had already stopped at the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the lively square below, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle. After a while, she sighed softly, a look of confusion and disappointment on her face, but her tense shoulders relaxed. It seemed she had abandoned her impulsive thoughts...

I felt slightly relieved, pondered for a moment, and dialed her number again.

Mom frowned, angrily raising her ringing phone as if she wanted to smash it to the ground. But she eventually calmed herself down, answered the phone, and said coldly, "Why are you calling?"

"My dear, I'm so sorry, I'm here to apologize!" I said with a forced smile, carefully adding, "Don't be angry, okay? I didn't mean to embarrass you..."

"You say you didn't mean to? You've really ruined my life, you little rascal!"

I was stunned! My mother's tone didn't seem to be speaking to someone she disliked...

"You've really messed things up? But judging from your expression just now, you seemed to be enjoying it..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" My mother said angrily, "You bad kid! That's enough for today. If you dare to bother me again, humph, I'll tell your parents and they'll teach you a lesson!"

She was threatening me with her fierce words, but I felt relieved, knowing she wouldn't do anything drastic...

"Go ahead and tell them, I'm not afraid!" I lied casually, "Let me tell you, my parents passed away a long time ago..."

"Really?"

"How can you joke about something like this?" I said, forcing a smile. "I'm living at my uncle's house now, and nobody really cares about me!"

My mother exclaimed, seemingly sympathizing with my "misfortune," and her voice softened considerably. She said gently, "No wonder... you're so young, yet you've picked up all these hooligan habits... it's because you lack proper upbringing..."

"No, I should say I lack maternal love!" A thought struck me, and I continued, "Do you know why I disturb your peaceful life and pester you all the time?"

"..."

"Because you give me a very warm feeling!" I said affectionately, "To be honest, you look a lot like my mother... I lacked maternal love growing up, but from the first moment I saw you, I clearly realized that I could get some kind of compensation from you..."

"Is this how you compensate? The things you said to me were all inappropriate... Would you dare say such things to your own mother?"

"Well... hehe, my feelings for you aren't that simple, of course." I said shamelessly, "I want both the long-lost maternal love and the satisfaction of my youthful desires..."

"Pah! You're getting more and more outrageous!" Mom spat, her face flushed, "I'm a full twenty years older than you, how could you have such ulterior motives towards me?"

"I can't help it, you're so beautiful, full of the captivating charm of a mature woman," I continued, using my silver tongue, "When I called you 'Mom' just now, it was truly a natural expression of my feelings, you have to believe me!"

Mom fell silent, her expression half-believing, half-doubting. She remained silent for a long time, lost in thought. Suddenly, a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips. She said softly, "Hey, tell me the truth, are you someone with a 'mother complex'?"

"Maybe! That's why I said my feelings for you are very complicated... Sometimes I really want to violate you, to make you submit to me... But sometimes I crave your affection, like your son, wholeheartedly calling you 'Mom'..."

"Don't call me that!" Mom stamped her foot in annoyance, her face stern. "Mother is the most sacred title in the world, I won't allow you to desecrate it..."

"Then, I'll just call you 'Beautiful Girl'!" "

You're so disrespectful! You should call me Auntie..."

"Auntie doesn't sound very nice!" I said with a grin. "How about this, I'll call you 'Beautiful Girl Mom,' okay?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Mom said irritably. "If my son were as shameless as you, I'd give him a good beating..."

I couldn't help but shiver, and my buttocks started to ache slightly, as if her slap was about to land on them again. After a long pause, I forced a smile and said, "How do you know your son and I aren't the same kind of people? With a beautiful and sexy mother like you, how could he not be tempted? Maybe he's already been eyeing you for a while now!"

"Nonsense! My son is the best boy ever! He's been obedient since he was little, as pure as a blank sheet of paper! How could he have so many filthy thoughts?"

I chuckled inwardly, coughed, and said, "But he's reached the age where he's interested in women, isn't he? Hey, I don't believe your son has never had any improper thoughts about you!"

"No! Just no... Do you think everyone is as shameless as you?" my mother said angrily.

“Hmm, think back carefully. Did he peek at you showering or changing your underwear? Did he make any inappropriate requests?”

My mother’s expression suddenly changed. Perhaps, after my prompting, she remembered the incident more than four years ago when I had made inappropriate advances towards her breasts… After several seconds, she denied it again: “Nothing like that happened… You guessed wrong!”

“Don’t be stubborn. I can hear the guilt in your voice…” I said slickly, “Hehe, I’m almost certain that your son longs to have sex with you…”

“Don’t talk nonsense…”

“He might often fantasize about your naked body, imagining embracing your naked body and having sex with you…”

“Shut up! Shut up!” My mother suddenly shouted, her voice filled with disgust and anxiety: “If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll never speak to you again…”

“How can that be nonsense?” I said leisurely. “If you pay attention, you’ll notice that your son has grown up and has a penis even thicker than his father’s… Such a wonderful thing would absolutely make you feel like you’re in heaven, so why let another girl have it?”

“You…you’re lewd…” My mother’s pretty face turned pale and then red, her full breasts heaving rapidly. She shook her head desperately, as if trying to drive something out of her head, but she just couldn’t…

“Imagine, the mother’s body is being embraced by her son, his penis is penetrating her vagina from behind, his hands are reaching to caress her breasts. Under the son’s sexual stimulation, the mother moans incessantly, calling out her own son’s name, urging him to thrust into her wet, throbbing cunt…just imagine how exciting that scene would be…”

"I don't want to hear it anymore!" Mom screamed, her voice trembling. She abruptly hung up the phone, staggered back a few steps, and slumped against the railing, utterly exhausted. Her eyes were filled with a complex mix of shame and pain. Her long, shapely legs were tightly crossed, the muscles in her thighs twitching slightly, as if she were struggling in a violent whirlpool…

It wasn't until the performance downstairs was nearing its end that Mom snapped out of her daze, hurriedly picked up her stockings and underwear that had fallen to the ground, and frantically put them back on. Then she tidied her hair a little and hurriedly retraced her steps back to the square, sitting down again in the crowd.

From a distance, she looked extremely tired, her brows furrowed with undisguised anxiety, and she seemed distracted while talking to her colleague beside her. Her eyes would occasionally dart around to the students passing by, as if secretly wondering their true identities—whether they were the "Demon Master" she had spoken to on the phone…

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From that day on, my relationship with my mother underwent a subtle change.

Since she learned that I was just a teenager, her fear of me noticeably diminished, and she often spoke to me, intentionally or unintentionally, as an elder. I vaguely sensed that while she was willing to flirt with me on the phone and maintain this clandestine relationship because I had leverage over her, the more important reason was that she herself was gradually accepting, adapting to, and even becoming addicted to this exciting and sinful game!

And I officially changed my address to "Beautiful Mom." For the first few days, whenever she heard me call her that, she would angrily shout and stop me, even threatening to hang up. But I would grin and use both soft and hard tactics, claiming it was a "slip of the tongue," and continue calling her that with great enjoyment. As time went on, she couldn't do anything about it, and having gotten used to it, she tacitly tolerated my verbal insolence.

However, I wasn't satisfied and tried every means to push the boundaries further in the direction of "immorality." Every time she was aroused by me on the phone and excitedly let out moans and gasps before orgasm, I would subtly reduce the way I addressed her, unconsciously dropping the words "beauty" and leaving only the affectionate call of "Mom" on my lips.

Especially at the moment of her climax, I controlled the rhythm, uttering only lewd words like "Mom, I'm fucking you," and "Mom, I'm going to ejaculate"... My goal was to make her clearly hear these immoral and obscene words while irresistibly experiencing a criminal-like pleasure. In this way, the concept of "incest" could subtly influence her, eventually completely corrupting her mind and body...

Another half month passed, and I secretly observed my mother's every move. Although I had no way of knowing her true thoughts, I still keenly sensed that everything I did had some effect. My mother's originally deeply rooted, ethically pure heart had been impacted to some extent!

For example, the way she looked at me became a little strange, often flickering and shifting, as if she was avoiding me, deliberately avoiding eye contact. Sometimes, she would secretly glance at my genitals, then her face would flush red, and she would frown and stamp her feet in frustration, seemingly extremely annoyed and hating herself! Clearly, she was trying hard to restrain and suppress certain thoughts, but the human mind is the hardest thing to control; often, the more you try to discard or forget something, the more likely it is to surface in your mind…

Although things were progressing relatively smoothly, and my mother had already shown some “dangerous” tendencies under my deliberate seduction, I still didn’t act rashly, carefully concealing my intentions. I understood that at this crucial moment, if I easily revealed my lewd true nature, it would inevitably arouse my mother’s vigilance, and all my efforts would be in vain. On the contrary, by trying my best to pretend to be an innocent and childlike child, I could relax my mother’s guard, causing her to fall into a psychological quagmire of self-blame, guilt, and shame as a mother. In this way, without me saying a word, she would subconsciously painfully admit that she was not worthy of the sacred role of “mother,” and was only fit to be a promiscuous woman dominated by lust…

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After the final exams, summer vacation arrived. That evening, Dad rushed into the house and announced some unexpected big news at the dinner table—he was going to New York, USA, on a business trip the next day!

"So soon? Leaving tomorrow?" Mom put down her chopsticks, her voice filled with disappointment. "Can't you rest at home for a few days first?" "

I can't help it, the company headquarters is holding an emergency board meeting!" Dad said helplessly. "I only got the notice at the last minute. I have to catch a flight to Beijing tomorrow morning, get my visa, and then fly to the United States immediately."

"How long will you be gone this time?"

"It's hard to say. After the meeting, I still have some tricky matters to deal with. If everything goes smoothly, I can be back in two weeks. Otherwise, it might take three or four months!"

"Honestly, that long!" Mom pouted, her face displeased. "For the past six months, haven't you been treating this house like a hotel every day? Now, you're not even coming home!"

"Don't be angry, honey! I'm just trying to support the family!" Dad explained with a wry smile. "Once I've earned enough money, so the three of us can live comfortably for the rest of our lives, I'll quit my job immediately and stay with you all day..."

"Hmph, sweet talk! Nobody believes that!" Mom said unappreciatively.

I listened from the side, feeling an indescribable joy in my heart. Dad's leaving home! That means for a while, it'll just be Mom and me at home... A lone man and woman alone in a room, hehe, this is a rare opportunity...

For me, Dad's presence is a huge obstacle to possessing Mom's body! Although he leaves early and comes home late, almost never seen, I can still feel his presence in every room! This makes me feel uneasy, even a little scared. My father's image is like an invisible deterrent force; as long as he's nearby, I find it hard to muster the courage to truly violate Mom. Therefore

, I must make good use of this precious time, unleash overwhelming power, and make Mom completely submit to me... Hmph, when Dad comes back, he'll be surprised to find that Mom has become my loyal plaything, no longer able to resist her son's lewd power...

At night, I lay in bed, tossing and turning for a long time, unable to sleep, every cell in my body seemed to be in a state of extreme excitement. If my plan succeeds in the future, then tonight will be the last night my parents spend together as husband and wife! After that, I will take my father's place in his big bed, make love to my mother as I please, and leave my hot, thick semen inside her!

— Seventeen years of deep marital affection may come to an end tonight! However, my parents are still unaware that a crisis is creeping closer step by step... What will they be doing in their bedroom as this parting draws near?

My curiosity is piqued, so I get up, tiptoe out of the room, and listen intently outside my parents' bedroom. I can faintly hear voices coming from inside.

"...Wife, do you remember, we have a distant relative in America?" It was my father's deep voice.

"You mean Uncle Zhi? We haven't been in touch for years..." Mom said suddenly, "I almost forgot about him. How is he doing?"

"It's not good! I heard he has cancer and is struggling in the hospital. He probably doesn't have many days left!"

"Really? You should go see him. He's a lonely old man, so pitiful!"

"Okay, I'll make time to go!" Dad suddenly laughed and said easily, "But he lives near New York's most famous red-light district. Aren't you afraid I'll go there... hehe... to broaden my horizons?"

"You dare!" Mom said angrily, "If you hook up with those shady women, don't expect me to forgive you!"

"Just kidding, why take it so seriously?" Dad quickly apologized, swearing that he was unmoved and would never be tempted by foreign women from that world. Mom listened without saying a word for a long time.

Finally, she sighed softly and said in a low voice, "If you really want to go and fool around, I can't stop you... Anyway, in your men's hearts, other men's wives are always better..."

"Who says? My wife is the best... Look, who else has such a beautiful face, such a perfect figure? Even her skin is as smooth as a young girl's..." Dad praised, and first came the slight creaking of the mattress in the bedroom, then a soft gasp from Mom.

Then, it fell silent, without another sound. After a while, I heard Dad say lazily, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow!"

"No, honey...it's been so long...don't be such a spoilsport..." Mom murmured coquettishly, her voice filled with undisguised longing and desire.

"I'm tired, we'll talk about it later!" Dad said casually, yawning.

"You're leaving tomorrow, who knows when 'later' will be?" Mom pleaded pitifully, "Come on, honey...I want it so much...I really want it..."

"But I'm really tired, I can't muster the energy..." Dad said impatiently, his attitude quite cold.

I was both annoyed and amused...this guy, he doesn't know how lucky he is! Such a beautiful woman like Mom actively sought you out for sex, and you actually ignored her… If those suitors dreaming of winning Mom's favor and hoping for a kiss heard this, they'd be furious… But this also proves that the "poison" I secretly gave you a while ago really worked…

“Honey, wait for me a minute, I'll be right back… Don't fall asleep…” As Mom instructed, I heard the sound of slippers sliding on the floor; she must be putting her feet into them, getting ready to get out of bed!

“Oh no!” In a panic, I immediately retreated along the way I came. But it was too late to get back to my room, so I had to crouch behind the sofa in the living room. Just as I was properly hidden, the bedroom door opened, and Mom walked in lightly. She didn't notice me hiding in the shadows, carrying a pile of clothes, and went straight into the bathroom.

“Damn! Taking a shower at this hour!” I cursed inwardly, listening to the rushing water, and suddenly realized something—it seemed Mom was determined to have sex with Dad tonight! She went through the trouble of bathing and changing again, all to please her father as much as possible! Perhaps she would even come up with some new and daring activities to restore his virility in bed!

"So, there's going to be a good show soon..." A thought struck me, as if I vaguely grasped something important, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it... After

a moment of quiet reflection, I suddenly heard a "snoring... snoring..." sound. Listening closely, I realized that my father was already asleep in the bedroom, snoring evenly and rhythmically. He was probably too tired and had fallen asleep before my mother returned!

I shrugged, and almost unconsciously, slipped back to the bedroom door, carefully pushing it open. Only a pale purple bedside lamp illuminated the room, casting a soft, ambiguous light. My father was fast asleep, wrapped in the blankets, as if thunder couldn't wake him!

"If I knock Dad unconscious and hide him outside, then I can pretend to be him, lie on the bed, and turn off the remaining light, Mom might be fooled and lose her virginity to me without even realizing it… And she might even actively seduce me, perhaps more passionate and seductive than a prostitute…

" "But this is just a fantasy; it's impossible in reality! Even in absolute darkness, the moment our naked skin touches, I believe she'll sense something's wrong…"

I sighed in disappointment, my heart itching unbearably, unwilling to leave. After hesitating for a moment, I steeled myself, silently entered the bedroom, and quietly slipped under the bed.

"Taking her place is impossible! However, tonight I must see with my own eyes what Mom looks like when she's aroused? What methods will she use to seduce men…"

Ten minutes later, Mom finally returned to the bedroom and casually closed the door. Her feet, treading in slippers, quickly moved to the bedside, and the pleasant scent of French perfume wafted over, almost like arousing primal desire. My cheeks instantly flushed.

She paused, pouting, "Hey! Wake up...didn't I tell you not to sleep? Wake up...you're so annoying..."

A slight vibration came from above; it seemed Mom was vigorously shaking Dad, trying to wake him.

"Stop it...wife, I'm sleepy..." Dad mumbled, still half-asleep.

"Honey, look at me...please look at me...please..." Mom persisted, using every trick in the book, determined not to give up until she got what she wanted... I couldn't help but wonder, what was she dressed up for? Could it be…

“Sigh, alright!” Dad finally couldn’t take it anymore, sitting up with a wry smile: “I really don’t understand what you’re up to? We’ve been married for over ten years… Huh?”

He suddenly let out a soft exclamation of surprise, as if he had seen a breathtaking sight… I couldn’t resist peeking out to see what was going on, but in the end, I forcibly suppressed the urge! This time, unlike last time when I spied on Mom changing clothes, both my parents were right next to me, and a slight misstep would expose me…

“You… what are you doing?” Dad stammered, his tone somewhat unusual.

“Silly boy, do you even need to ask?” Mom pulled her feet up, leaving only her slippers on the floor, and said softly, “I dressed up especially for you… Tell me, doesn’t it look good?”

“My God, you… you’re so beautiful!” Dad’s breathing became heavy, and he made a greedy swallowing sound.

Mom chuckled, and said in a coquettish low voice, “You rascal!” Then she stopped talking. A moment of silence fell over the room, broken only by heavy breathing…

Suddenly, Dad shouted excitedly again, “Ah… Wife, what are you doing? Hey… Hey… What’s wrong with you today? Oh… Oh oh…”

A sense of foreboding washed over me, and I strained my ears to listen. Sure enough, I caught a faint, lewd “slurp, slurp” sound mixed in with Dad’s loud shouts… I immediately understood, and anger surged within me…

“Shameless slut, giving another man oral sex right under my nose!” The jealousy in my heart could no longer be contained. I slowly crawled to the foot of the bed and risked peeking out half my head! Instantly, the scene before me almost made my blood boil!

Dad was lying on his back on the bed, his two hairy legs comfortably spread out. My mother was kneeling between his legs, her pretty face almost pressed against his crotch, intently licking the penis in her lips… Although I couldn't see her expression, I could still imagine how diligently and eagerly she was trying to please him, as if afraid she wasn't serving him well enough…

This was the first time I had ever witnessed my mother performing oral sex. Her kneeling posture on the bed was incredibly alluring, completely incompatible with the sacred image of a "mother." And her attire…

Yes, it was only then that I noticed her clothing! In the dim light, I could clearly see that my mother was wearing a sheer, transparent nightgown, completely naked underneath, her beautiful figure almost exposed before my eyes—unfortunately, in front of my father!

From my angle, I could only see her smooth, white back, flawless like a piece of satin. Occasionally, when my mother turned slightly to the side or bent over, I would catch a glimpse of her full, alluring breasts from under her armpits! A large, perfectly rounded, snow-white orb trembled, obscenely exposed to her son's view. If she turned just a little more, I could glimpse the delicate nipples I had been longing for…

I unconsciously licked my lips, my gaze subtly moving downwards, where I saw an extremely narrow pair of black panties! Two thin ropes were casually tied in knots at her sides. The thin panties, though covering her alluring vulva, were stretched to their limit by her firm, full buttocks, the edges sinking into the fleshy muscles. What was particularly arousing was that the lower edge of the panties was deeply embedded between her tightly pressed legs, forming a deep, dark crevice.

"Oh my god, here… there really is a mark here…" I suddenly noticed a small, pale birthmark on my mother's right buttock! The small, delicate birthmark, like embroidery, was exactly the same as the "Xiao Jing" I'd seen in that terrifying dream…

Suddenly, my brain exploded, and a sharp pain shot through my heart, as if I'd been stabbed again—even though my mother had admitted to having this birthmark on the school rooftop last time, seeing it with my own eyes now still filled me with an indescribable fear and shock!

—Without a doubt, everything that happened in that dream was real! Otherwise, how would I know such a private secret about my mother? From childhood to adulthood, she has always been dignified and cautious in front of me, making it impossible for me to "accidentally" see her. Although I often tried to peek at her naked body, I never succeeded...

"Xiaojing... Mom... greasy hair and powdered face... Dad..." I muttered through gritted teeth, each word containing deep-seated sadness, jealousy, and anger: "No matter who you were in your past life or who you are in this life, I will make you pay for your sins!"

In that instant, I made a fierce decision: I must possess my mother's body by any means necessary to make up for the unfulfilled wish of my past life, and I must also make my father taste the pain of losing his most beloved woman...

The anger burned in my chest, quickly transforming into a raging lust. I took out my already swollen penis and rubbed it back and forth vigorously, my heart filled with perverse and evil desires, my eyes fixed on the adulterous couple on the bed.

"Oh...oh oh...deeper...wife...you're really good at this..." Accompanied by Dad's comfortable moans, Mom quickened her pace, her head moving rapidly back and forth, her pair of snow-white, round breasts swaying back and forth, then Dad grabbed them again, squeezing and kneading them wantonly in his palm...

My heart pounded uncontrollably, and a voice in my mind screamed: "Mom...lick me...ah ah...use your fragrant tongue...lick your own son's...Mom...you slut...one day I will conquer you, and make you suck my penis too..."

After a while, Mom finally raised her head, rubbing her sore neck, and said shyly in a low voice: "Is it okay? It seems...it's starting to improve!"

Dad didn't answer, breathing heavily, and suddenly flipped her over, pinning her beneath him, and kissed her beautiful, fragrant body like a madman. Mom moaned with pleasure, her long, bare legs spread wide and tightly wrapped around Dad's waist...

"Mmm... Ah..."

Just then, Dad suddenly let out a low growl, his whole body trembling as if from the cold, then stiffening...

A few seconds later, he struggled to get off Mom, letting out a long, dejected sigh.

Instantly, all sound disappeared, and the room fell into a deathly silence once more. After an unknown amount of time, Mom slowly sat up, blankly straightening her disheveled pajamas, her eyes brimming with tears, on the verge of sobbing!

"I'm sorry, wife... I'm so sorry, I really... can't..." Dad said painfully, his hands covering his head, his hoarse voice filled with self-blame, guilt, frustration, and despair.

"Never mind, go to sleep!" Mom said calmly, her expression serene and indifferent, as if nothing had happened. I couldn't bear to watch any longer, and quickly shrank back under the bed, feeling a huge sense of relief and smug satisfaction.

"Dad, serves you right for your premature ejaculation! This is what happens when you try to take advantage of Mom! Hehe, from now on, I won't let any man touch her except myself, not even a single finger of hers. Anyone who does will face the harshest punishment..."

The atmosphere in the bedroom was awkward. My parents seemed to have become mute, hastily tidying up in silence before getting into bed. Neither of them uttered a word; an invisible barrier seemed to have formed between them, and the tender affection they shared before parting was completely gone.

However, my own situation wasn't much better. I lay under the bed, secretly worrying. I couldn't possibly stay here all night, could I? I need to find a chance to sneak away... Sigh, I'll have to wait until they're both sound asleep...

Time slipped by, and it was late at night when I could barely keep my eyes open. Then I heard my father's snoring grow louder and deeper, eventually becoming like thunder. But my mother was clearly still awake; I could hear her turning over in bed every now and then.

"Oh no, is she having trouble sleeping because she's angry?" I grew increasingly anxious, but there was nothing I could do...

Finally, just as I was about to lose my patience, two shapely legs suddenly dangled off the edge of the bed. I froze, and before I could react, I saw my mother silently get out of bed, her bare, slender white feet tiptoeing to the dressing mirror.

She stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror for a long time. Slowly, her hands reached up to her chest, lifting her firm, high breasts through her nightgown. She murmured, "You've gone to so much trouble... to maintain such a perfect figure... just to let it go to waste?"

No one could answer her. I just listened blankly, a feeling I couldn't describe welling up inside me. I recalled the last time my mother examined her face and figure in the mirror; her expression was so joyful and happy, completely unlike her current resentful, secluded state…

My mother smiled bitterly, her hands gently caressing her body—her breasts, waist, thighs, buttocks… like a lustful man passionately caressing every alluring and mysterious part of her body. After a while, as if barely satisfied with her burning desire, she listlessly returned to sit on the edge of the bed.

My father was still fast asleep, and amidst his deafening snores, my mother suddenly spoke softly. She leaned down and gazed longingly at her father, saying mournfully, "Sigh, being apart for a while is for the best. Consider it... a test for our relationship... You must resist temptation... No matter what, you can't betray your fidelity... Otherwise, we're finished..."

A strange feeling suddenly welled up inside me. It seemed like Mom wasn't saying these words to Dad! Her tone carried endless hesitation, contradiction, and fear, as if she were talking to herself...

"...You absolutely mustn't cheat! Listen, you absolutely mustn't think about those dirty things anymore, or you'll really fall..."

Hearing this, I became even more certain of my thoughts. Poor mother, she probably sensed, through her keen female intuition, that after father left home, the defenses she had painstakingly built would crumble, and she would utterly succumb to the abyss of lust. That's why, tonight, with a complex mix of atonement and longing, she tried to ignite their passion to the fullest extent.

If they had successfully and thoroughly enjoyed their union, a satisfied mother might have been able to continue "resisting" for a while longer. Unfortunately, the "disappointing" father failed to cooperate, rendering her efforts futile and leading the situation irreversibly down a path of no return…

In the quiet night, mother murmured for a long time, her voice gradually fading. And I, only after her breathing had become even and steady, managed to "escape" from the bedroom…

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The next morning, father packed a few simple belongings and set off. As they said goodbye at the door, Mom held his hand tightly, repeatedly reminding him to take care of himself and get plenty of rest—words filled with tenderness. As she spoke, perhaps touched by something, her voice choked with emotion, and her eyes reddened.

"Honey, I'll only be away on a business trip for two or three months, why are you crying like this?" Dad quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, gently comforting her, "I'll try to come back as soon as possible, don't worry..."

Mom nodded silently, helped him close the car door, and watched the car disappear into the distance, its exhaust puffing out. Even after the car had vanished from sight, she stood silently, gazing at it, motionless.

"Go back, Mom. He's gone!" I said, standing beside her, a surge of barely suppressed joy welling up inside me! Hehe, from now on, I'm the only man in the family... and soon, the only man in Mom's life too...

"Xiaobing, what are you grinning about?" Mom seemed to notice my odd behavior and said with a hint of displeasure, "Dad's gone on a long trip, and you didn't even say a few words of concern to him, acting like a complete outsider."

I chuckled and retorted, "You two hugged each other so tightly, saying all the parting words you needed to say, what else could I say to him?"

"Him! Him!" Dad didn't even call out, so rude!" Mom rolled her eyes at me, turned around, and went back inside to do the housework. She didn't talk much all day, seemingly absent-minded. I tried several times to start a conversation to cheer her up, but all I got were perfunctory responses.

Unexpectedly, after dinner that evening, Mom's spirits suddenly lifted, her sad and dejected look vanished, and a faint blush appeared on her pale face. As usual, she took a hot shower, pulled up her cloud-like black hair, revealing a section of her beautiful neck, and smelled wonderfully fragrant—the familiar scent of the expensive brand she had used last night when she was seducing her father…

“Xiaobing, Mom is a little tired today, I’m going to my room to rest. You can watch TV by yourself!” She gave me a few simple instructions, and before I could reply, she gracefully slipped into the bedroom and locked the door.

I was stunned… This woman, just ten hours ago she was acting all lovey-dovey and teary-eyed, how could she be a completely different person at night? Could it be… that human instinctive, sinful desires, though temporarily suppressed under the bright sunlight, erupt even more fiercely in the darkness of night?

At ten o'clock sharp, I returned to my room and calmly dialed the phone. The phone was answered after only one ring.

"Hey, it's me..." I coughed lightly and asked directly, "I heard your husband went on a business trip, is that right?"

"How did you know?" she asked, surprised.

"I've told you before, I know everything about you!" I said flippantly, "Don't forget, I've even seen your most private parts... that thick pubic hair... that cute asshole..."

"No... stop talking... ahh..." Mom screamed impatiently. She seemed unusually excited tonight, a complete slut...

"You must feel even more lonely now that your husband's gone, right? Why don't you open the door? I can sneak into your bedroom and make sure you're in ecstasy..."

"No!" Mom said nervously, "You can't come... my son... is home!"

"Then let him join in! Anyway... he's been wanting to taste Mom's body for a while now..."

"Nonsense... if you keep talking nonsense, I'll get angry..."

"Hehe, I was just saying it, don't get so worked up! Besides, don't I call you 'Mom' too? These past few times, haven't we been playing the roles of 'mother' and 'son'?"

Mom was speechless for a moment, then managed to say, "It's different... you're not my biological son..."

“Sigh, why are you so concerned about blood relations? In today’s society, sons are maturing earlier and earlier, while mothers are becoming more and more attractive. It’s quite normal for mothers and sons to have intimate contact occasionally…” I tried my best to persuade her: “If I were really your son, I would never let such a charming mother go…”

“What are you up to?” Mom suddenly interrupted me, saying unhappily, “Do you want me to commit incest with my own son? To be struck by lightning as retribution?”

I was shocked and quickly denied it: “No, I’m doing this for your own good…”

“For my own good?”

“Yes.” I calmed down and said nonchalantly, “I have a feeling that only this way can bring you the greatest pleasure!”

“Ridiculous!” My voice began to tremble.

“Stop deceiving yourself! I know you have this desire deep down, but you’re just too ashamed to say it…” Before she could refute me, I immediately changed the subject: “Alright, don’t let such a small thing ruin our fun! Tonight, let’s do it like before, with me playing the ‘son’…”

“No need! I’m not in the mood right now!” Mom said coldly.

"Never mind then!" I said nonchalantly. "Tonight's event is canceled, goodbye!"

"Hey, you..." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became anxious. Clearly, my mother hadn't expected me to be so "heartless," canceling a "program" that had been going on for months just like that. She was about to say something, but I didn't give her a chance, decisively cutting off my voice.

This was a risky move, a psychological battle with my mother. I wanted to force her to understand that if she wanted pleasure, she had to obediently play her current role and continue playing this incestuous game with me. I believed she would eventually surrender to me...

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