Taming Grandma's Virgin Anus

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After returning to school, I felt a sense of relief that I hadn't experienced in a long time, and I seemed to have grown up a lot.

Under the shade of a tree in front of the dormitory building, I saw my mother. I hadn't seen her for over half a year, because I hadn't gone home for the entire summer vacation. My
mother was still the same as before, wearing a dark gray coarse cloth overcoat that looked like it had been there for many years, slightly overweight and covered in dust. Her somewhat messy hair was tied in
a bun, and she had a faded sling bag over her shoulder.
My mother saw me too, and her eyes glistened with tears of joy as she walked quickly towards me. Afraid of being seen by my classmates, I quickly pulled her to a quiet
place.
"Nao'er, you really made your mother miss you so much! Let me take a good look at you. Have you grown taller again? Nao'er, you seem to have lost weight. Is it because you're studying too hard, or is
the food here not to your liking? Nao'er, don't study too hard, your health is important..."
My mother held my hand tightly, as if afraid I would fly away, looking at me with endless love, as if she could never get enough of looking at me. Her habit of pampering and nagging was as always.
I was getting impatient and abruptly interrupted my mother, "Mom, please don't call me by my childhood nickname anymore, okay? It sounds awful.
Didn't I tell you not to come to school? If you need anything, just ask someone in the village to pass on a message."
"Then why did you come all this way?"
"I missed you, I wanted to see you. It just so happened that your Uncle Wang from next door was going to town to deliver goods, so I hitched a ride with him."
I thought to myself, secretly complaining about my mother, always causing me trouble. I pulled my hand away from hers, which she was holding tightly, and said gruffly, "Mom, now that
you've finished reading, go home quickly. I'm very busy right now and can't find the time to keep you company."
Mom didn't seem to mind my rudeness at all. She took my hand again and said softly, "I know you're busy, so just seeing you is enough for me. Go on with your work. "
Mom reached into her bag to get something for me, but I stopped her.
"No need, I haven't liked eating these things for a long time. Who
cares about them now? Mom, go home quickly, I have to go and won't see you off." At my repeated urging, Mom reluctantly let go of my hand, but after taking two steps, she turned back, as if she had forgotten to say something to me.
"Look at my memory, I was so focused on you! Here's the money!" She stuffed it into my hand, and I could clearly feel the warmth of her body on the fabric.
"Nao'er, take this five hundred yuan. It's what your mother earned recently. You have many expenses these days, so just tell me if you need more."
Of course, I knew how hard it was for my mother to earn five hundred yuan, but I didn't show it outwardly, just nodded. My mother walked away
, turning back every three steps, and after walking quite a distance, she suddenly turned back and said, "Nao'er, you must come back for the Spring Festival!"
I waved to her, watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance.
It should be said that my mother's sudden arrival felt like a sudden fall from heaven back to earth. It reminded me that no matter how successful I became,
the mark of shame on my back could not be washed away, and all of this was caused by my mother.
More than a hundred kilometers south of this city, in the Daqing Mountains, there is a place called Danyang.
While the area there was indeed beautiful with its mountains and rivers, transportation was extremely inconvenient, making it exceptionally impoverished. I was born there and spent seventeen unforgettable years there.
Because Danyang was so poor, people from my hometown flocked to this big city to work. In this city, you
could .
Not only that, but many of the thieves, prostitutes, and drug addicts on the streets were also from my hometown.
Because of this, the city's residents looked down on people from Danyang, even though they couldn't live without us. Living in this city, I
always felt inferior, afraid that people would know I came from there and that my classmates would look down on me.
But what I felt most ashamed of was my mother. I was born without a father because I was an illegitimate child born after my mother was raped;
she .
My mother's name was Li Yulan. Before that day, she was an ordinary rural girl. Although life was poor, she was still happy.
But on her way home from school that day, she was grabbed by a pair of cruel hands, dragged into the woods, and brutally stripped of her thin clothes.
Then… In that closed and backward rural area, a woman's chastity was even more important than life itself.
You can imagine how devastating this was for my mother's family. Her elderly grandparents couldn't bear such an ordeal and soon passed away, leaving only
my uncle to care for my mother.
She was most reluctant to leave her uncle's family. But after my uncle's patient persuasion, my mother reluctantly agreed.
No family wanted to marry a woman like my mother, so she had to raise me alone, enduring hardship under the scorn of the villagers.
From the time I was old enough to understand, I was under the pressure of societal norms and never experienced the joy that childhood should have.
No child wanted to play with me, and I was constantly subjected to their ridicule and humiliation, as well as the whispers and comments from adults behind my back. In this harsh environment,
those glamorous women in the city were probably completely unsuitable for me. The kind and gentle woman like my mother, whom I had been searching for, was likely already extinct in this city
. This environment also fostered in me a cold, aloof, and never-give-up personality.
I almost hated everyone, even my mother. I hated her for giving birth to me, for making me suffer such misfortune from the moment I was born.
Just as I was secretly hating myself for being useless, racking my brains for how to confess to Mina, Mina smiled and whispered in my ear, "Zhongyi, do you really like..."
At home, I rarely smiled at my mother, and we hardly even spoke. I took everything she did for me for granted.
I vowed that when I grew up, I would leave this place, I would make something of myself, and I would live an upright life.
Mina was very close to me, and a faint, sweet fragrance of a young girl permeated my heart and soul. I felt as if I were completely intoxicated.
At the age of seventeen, I finally fulfilled my first vow in the college entrance examination . I was admitted to the prestigious university I attend today with excellent grades,
leaving Danyang, the place that had filled me with nightmares.
My mother was also finally able to hold her head high; for the first time, she could stand tall before the villagers. "
Go on your way, I'm going back now. Here are your favorite rice cakes, I just made them, take them and let your classmates try them."
Of course, her burden was even heavier; my soaring tuition fees were suffocating her. But my mother never uttered a single word of bitterness in front of me.
This was because no matter how hard or tiring it was, as long as I had a future, her heart was filled with sweetness. I was my mother's greatest and only pride, her
whole life.
Originally, because my mother was so focused on watching me, she accidentally stepped on a girl's foot, and to make matters worse, that girl was none other than Meina.
But at that time, I didn't realize any of this. I still enjoyed my mother's hard work without a guilty conscience, as if it were all my due, and that
my mother was paying off a debt.
In this city, I started a new life, trying my best to forget that shameful past. But my shameful origins were
like , always ready to haunt me at any moment, causing me unbearable pain.
My mother was also frightened and hurriedly apologized to Mina.
I turned around and saw a beautiful young woman with bright eyes and white teeth standing behind me—it was Mina. I was a little flustered and
stammered , "It's nothing, I..."
"Who is that woman? Is she your relative?"
Mina looked at my mother's departing figure with obvious contempt on her face.
She had shown it to me before.
My face flushed red, afraid that Mina would see through me, and I quickly lied, "She—how could she be my relative? She's our nanny, she came to town to sell equipment
and stopped by to see me."
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Because Mina looked down on people from the countryside, I was afraid that if she knew my family's situation, she would ignore me, so I had no choice but to lie to her.
I didn't know how long I could keep it a secret, but my vanity compelled me to bite the bullet and continue.
"Mina, let's not talk about her anymore, what are you doing here?"
"I went to the department to take care of some things and just happened to be passing by. Oh, I have to go now, I won't talk to you anymore, remember, 7 pm, Wisteria Garden, see you there."
I nodded happily, for the sake of tonight's dream date, I decided to temporarily forget all my frustrations and savor the hard-won success.
I spent the entire afternoon in indescribable joy. Before seven o'clock, I dressed in my newest outfit, carrying a handful of vibrant roses, and excitedly arrived at
the Wisteria Garden. This was the most attractive spot on our university campus, known by students as "the corner of love."
Seven o'clock had quickly passed, but Mina was still nowhere to be seen. I waited anxiously, constantly checking my watch. Finally, at 7:30, Mina arrived.
I rushed to greet her, presenting the roses with a broad smile, my words stammering with excitement: "Mina, you, you're here."
"I'm so sorry, Zhongyi, something kept me waiting. Were you worried?"
"Am I not usually beautiful?"
Mina turned her head and smiled gently, her unintentional smile revealing a myriad of charms that captivated me, leaving me mesmerized and speechless.
Tonight, Mina wore a pale yellow, form-fitting long dress, her slender figure appearing even more graceful and alluring.
I mustered my courage and took Mina's hand. Mina didn't refuse; instead, she snuggled even closer to me. This was the first time I'd ever held a girl's hand, and I was overjoyed beyond
words. My face flushed, and my heart pounded wildly. Luckily, it was night, so Mina probably didn't notice.
We sat down in a quiet corner surrounded by blooming flowers.
We chatted for a while, but suddenly ran out of things to say, and we fell into a temporary silence.
"Young man," I said, "I'm telling you all this because I don't want you to end up like me. You have a good mother; you must take good care of her, no matter how she treated you in the past, no matter
how much she loved you."
But then Mina's words became even bolder: "Zhongyi, have you ever kissed a girl?"
Mina gripped my hand tightly, turned her head, and stared straight at me. Her large, watery eyes twinkled in the darkness, incredibly alluring.
At that moment, I felt as shy as a little girl, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. My mouth felt dry, and after struggling for a long time
, I couldn't utter a single word. I could only shake my head vigorously.
"Look how scared you are," Mina chuckled. "You're nothing like a man. Do you dare to kiss me?"
My mind went completely blank. Happiness had descended upon me so quickly, leaving me both embarrassed and incredulous. I wondered if I was dreaming.
Those red, alluring lips were slightly parted in front of me, brimming with temptation. I swallowed hard and mustered my courage to kiss her.
The moment I touched Mina's cherry lips, before I could even savor that electric sensation, she pulled me close, and our lips met.
This was my first kiss. I was incredibly clumsy, completely passively enveloped by Mina's passion. I didn't dare look into Mina's eyes, my body stiff,
my hands unsure of what to do.
Mina hugged me even tighter, almost pressing her entire body against me. Her full, hot breasts pressed firmly against my chest, and my
penis was so hard it felt like it was about to burst. If this continued, I felt like I was going to go crazy.
After a while, Mina said softly, "Zhongyi, let's go somewhere else, to my rented apartment for a while, okay?"
I nodded blankly. At this point, I was completely under Mina's control. She would ask me to go through fire and water without hesitation.
We left the school gate and soon arrived at Mina's rented apartment. Mina took my hand and sat down on the edge of the bed. Mina looked at me with a smile and asked:
"Zhongyi, I'll ask you one more time, do you really want to be with me?"
My face flushed red as I grabbed her hand and said quickly, "I swear to God, Mina, I truly love you. I'm willing to do anything for you
."
Of course, I didn't dare take Mina home, so I just pretended to be polite. Just as I was about to change the subject
, Mina said again, "You'd better tell your parents to be careful about your family." "Look at you, silly thing. Let go, you've hurt my hand. But whether I trust you depends on your behavior tonight. You have to be obedient, understand
?"
I nodded vigorously. Mina started kissing me again, and I just passively responded.
Her hands kept stroking my body, slowly unbuttoning my clothes and taking off my shirt.
"Wow, I never expected you to have such a great figure, so firm!"
Mina exclaimed, stroking me with delight. I just smiled foolishly, remaining seated.
Suddenly, I felt a tingling sensation in my chest, as if a strong electric current was coursing through my body. It was Mina gently licking my nipple with the tip of her tongue.
As a virgin, how could I withstand such teasing? I groaned, as if I were enduring the gentlest yet cruelest punishment in the world.
My manhood arched high, my lower body burning like it was on the crater of a volcano.
Mina continued to kiss my chest, occasionally glancing at me with a smile. She began to knead my throbbing nipples with her small hands, and then unzipped my pants, splashing the fabric
onto Mina's face.
"Take it."
With a gasp, I felt a cool sensation brush against my lower body; my underwear had already been pulled down by Mina.
"Zhongyi, your cost is pretty good too."
Seeing such blatant and provocative words, casually uttered from that big, red, sexy mouth, my inner desire grew increasingly uncontrollable.
Mina, instead of adding fuel to the fire, grasped my throbbing penis, her pearly little hands moving up and down, stroking it.
I could no longer bear it. The magma, frozen for centuries, finally erupted with heat, thick white fluid flying far and wide, some even dripping... But
Mina showed no sign of anger. She chuckled, pushed me away, wiped the semen from her face, and even sucked on it.
I was naked in front of her, unsure whether to stand or sit, utterly humiliated.
The surgery was successful, but I had to stay in the hospital for another [number] days before the stitches could be removed. This was my first time in the hospital, and I found it quite boring, but thankfully, Mina was always there...
But soon my gaze froze, for Mina was slowly undressing, her movements so graceful, so alluring.
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As her clothes fell away one by one, the snow-white flesh of a young girl appeared before my eyes for the first
time
in my life. I was stunned, my tongue went limp, and my previously limp penis became strangely hard again. Mina smiled smugly, came to me, and coquettishly hooked her arms around my neck, pressing her round, hot breasts against my chest, pinning me
down. She kissed me wildly, her firm breasts rubbing against my chest, whispering wantonly in my ear, "Zhongyi, kiss me, I want
you to kiss me hard, caress me."
My latent primal desires finally erupted. I suddenly rolled over, pinning Mina beneath me, and began to vibrate like a powered engine.
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I was like a thirsty traveler in the Gobi Desert, greedily kissing her, kneading her breasts, and caressing her body.
But I was foolish, like a toddler just learning to walk; everything seemed so childish and laughable. I wanted to enter her body like I'd seen in porn,
but I just couldn't get the hang of it.
My mother reached into her clothes, rummaged around for a while, and finally pulled out a small bag wrapped in a handkerchief from her tightly fitted clothes. She untied two handkerchiefs and took out a stack of…
Mina couldn't wait any longer. She grasped my penis, aimed it at her moist, swollen vulva, and gently pushed it in. My entire penis was inserted into her overflowing,
wet paradise.
But I couldn't tell my mother about all this, because it was I who had desperately brought them together in the first place.
This feeling was truly wonderful; my penis was protected in a warm, moist, tender, and tight cavity. Inside, I sprinted with all my might, just like I always
did on the basketball court.
Although this was my first time having sex, I vaguely sensed that Mina wasn't a virgin anymore. But that thought quickly passed, and I was soon overwhelmed by waves of
pleasure .
But I was useless; I came quickly. However, Mina continued to tease me, and soon I was full of energy again.
Mina was incredibly passionate in bed. Under her guidance, my lovemaking skills became more and more refined. Mina was driven to ecstasy by my thrusts, repeatedly exclaiming how satisfying it was.
We continued until we were completely exhausted before finally stopping. Mina nestled contentedly in my arms, talking to me.
"Zhongyi, could you take me to your house sometime?"
That nanny... my aunt used to have a nanny from Danyang. My aunt treated her very well, but who knew that nanny would steal a lot of money and jewelry from the house and run away...
My face flushed, and I could only say yes, quickly changing the subject, afraid that Meina would say something I couldn't face.
As I spoke, Meina gradually fell asleep. Looking at her sleeping, I felt a mix of emotions; my hopes for a good night's sleep had completely vanished.
I really... I was terrified of losing Mina, and I couldn't imagine how she would react if she knew the truth. "
Far away, don't come back." And so I ran away, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. In those two years, I didn't go home once. What happened to my family after I left
? My heart was filled with uncertainty. I dared not think about the future, and I didn't even have the courage to face tomorrow.
II. Love and Family
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed. Mina and I had grown closer and closer; we were inseparable, always together.
"Oh, it's her. It's been so long, who could remember her? Don't let her off so easily, Zhongyi, I need you to tell your family to fire her."
Although her outward appearance was undeniably radiant, the lingering shadow in my heart still occasionally tormented my soul.
I was constantly on edge, carefully deceiving Mina, afraid of inadvertently giving myself away.
That day, I was lying in a hospital bed receiving an IV drip, while Mina sat beside me, peeling an apple and calmly recounting the amusing things that had happened to her that morning.
But even the most careful precautions can slip up, and once Mina almost discovered me. And this time, it was my mother who drove me to the brink.
That afternoon, I was playing ball with two classmates on the playground when I suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure in the distance. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was my mother. She
was standing at the edge of the playground, searching for me.
I was furious, but afraid of being seen by my classmates, I quickly changed my expression and ran towards my mother.
When my mother saw me, she was overjoyed and said, "Nao'er, I've finally found you! Playing ball with your classmates?"
Although I had said it countless times, my mother couldn't shake the habit of calling me by my childhood nickname. I really had no choice but to let her be.
"Mom, why aren't you home? What are you doing here?"
She collapsed onto the bed.
"Nao'er, how could you forget? Today is your birthday."
"My birthday is October 12th, it's still early."
"You're talking about the Gregorian calendar, I'm talking about your lunar birthday, the 8th of the 9th month. I already went to the temple yesterday to offer incense, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless my Nao'er with good health
, wealth, and prosperity."
"Nao'er, you can't say such things. I saw that it's the beginning of autumn, and it's getting colder every day, so I brought you some warm clothes I made. Try them on and see if
they fit ."
She said, "No need to try them on. It's getting late, you should go home now, or you might miss your ride."
"Nao'er, then, then I'll go home. You go and do your thing, don't see me off."
But I could tell that my mother really wanted to stay a little longer, even if she didn't say anything, just looking at me would be enough. She walked very slowly, taking two steps and then turning her head to look at me.
I couldn't wait any longer, and just as I was about to leave, I heard a "Ouch!" I thought the sound was very familiar, so I quickly turned around and immediately froze like a wax figure
. I found many books, hoping to find the answer in the big picture. In the books, I learned that when men are young, they usually feel
sorry for their mothers.
"Girl, I'm so sorry, did you break your shoes? I'll pay for them." "
Pay for them? Can you afford to pay for them? These shoes are enough for you to eat in the countryside for half a year. Don't you have eyes? They hurt me to death."
It's because of her maturity.
I didn't expect Mina to be so angry, she's like a completely different person. I can't imagine how fierce her reaction would be if she knew I was lying to her.
"Nao'er, could it be... could it be that your mother is wrong too?"
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
My mother and Mina saw me too, and they looked at me like I'd seen a savior. Before they could react, I shouted at my mother, "What's wrong with you? You're so
careless! I told you not to come, but you insisted. Go back now, don't get in my way."
My mother looked at me in surprise, her mouth opened, but she didn't say anything. Afraid that she would say something unpleasant, I winked at her and urged her
to leave quickly.
My mother probably understood something, and to avoid embarrassing me, she turned and walked away quickly.
I only felt relieved after watching my mother walk away. But Mina was still a little unwilling, and said sullenly, "Zhongyi! Why did you let her go? Are you familiar with her?"
"Never mind, Mina, just give me some face. She's our nanny, you met her before."
To appease Mina, I had no choice but to agree. A crisis was averted thanks to my quick wit.
Within days, Mina had completely forgotten about it, but I still couldn't forget it. Every time I thought about it, I felt a chill run down my spine, and I secretly prayed that such
a terrifying experience would never happen again.
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That day, I walked quite a distance, and when I looked back, my mother was still standing there watching me go.
Whenever I saw the envious looks from the boys around me, I felt incredibly proud. The
Spring Festival was approaching before I knew it, but I was still in school, not wanting to go home. My classmates had all gone home early with great enthusiasm, and Mina had left too, leaving
me alone in the dormitory.
I kept putting it off until New Year's Eve before I finally packed my things, even putting the birthday gift Mina had given me—a delicate crystal flower—into my bag,
along with... The bus went home.
It was snowing heavily that day, with a biting north wind blowing, turning the entire earth white.
The bus entered the familiar Daqingshan Mountains, and I got off at a mountain hollow. Braving the swirling snow, I slowly and laboriously
walked .
Suddenly, I stopped because I saw my mother.
She was wearing her rarely worn bright red cotton-padded coat and a thick scarf, but her face and the tip of her nose were already red from the cold.
Looking at her, despite my resentment towards her, a strange impulse welled up inside me. I quickly took two steps forward and called
out Mom!"
She happily accepted, as if this were her most precious New Year's gift. I saw tears welling up in her eyes.
"Nao'er, I was worried you wouldn't be able to come back with this heavy snow. I've been waiting for you here every day these past few days. Okay, enough said, it's cold, let's
go home!"
Although the family was poor, my mother still prepared a lot of New Year's goods for my precious visit home.
At home, I was like an emperor, while my mother was busy running around, rarely sitting down to rest. Although she was very tired, I could tell
she was very happy.
Three years of city life had made me very unaccustomed to everything at home, and although the pain from that unhealed wound continued to torment me, I still
decided to temporarily forget everything and spend time peacefully with my mother, to calm my mind that had been in turmoil for a year.
But things just happened... Contrary to my expectations, the calm outside was shattered just three days later.
That morning, I had just returned from my run and was eating breakfast when I suddenly heard a "crack" from my room, as if something had broken.
"As long as he has a future, I'm happy no matter how much I suffer."
I was startled and quickly put down my bowl and went inside.
There, I saw my most beloved crystal flower, the one Mina had given me, shattered into pieces, and my mother was frantically trying to fix it.
Looking at the broken crystal flower, in that instant, my heart seemed to shatter as well, and the anger I had suppressed for twenty years finally erupted completely.
She stared at me in horror
. "These Danyang people really don't have any good tools."
"Nao'er, it's all my fault. I wasn't paying attention when I was wiping the table. This is very valuable, can it be fixed?"
"Fix it, fix it! It's already like this, how can it be fixed!"
I yelled at my mother, my expression terrifying. My mother was terrified and kept backing away.
"Mom, do you know how important this crystal flower is to me? And you destroyed it. Why! Why are you always like this? Whenever I feel a
sense of accomplishment, you always have to come and ruin it. Just because I call you Mom, does that give you the right to hurt me like this?!"
"I told you to stay home and not come to school, but you insisted on coming, making me look bad in front of my classmates. I told you not to praise me in front of others, but you
always talk about me all the time, as if you're afraid the whole world won't know I'm your son."
My mother looked at me, puzzled, seemingly feeling wronged. But I had completely lost my temper. I stepped forward, looked into my mother's eyes, my face contorted,
and shouted, "Mother, of course you're wrong! You're wrong for giving birth to me and raising me! Why are you my mother! Why was I born
in this poor mountain village! I can't hold my head high anywhere, I'm constantly being called a bastard!"
The word "bastard" clearly hurt my mother deeply; I had ruthlessly ripped open a wound she had buried for twenty years. Her lips trembled, and tears
streamed down her face like a broken string of childish tears. With a sharp "smack
," she slapped me hard across the face.
Immediately afterwards, she felt remorse and chased after me, crying.
But I had already run far enough. My mother collapsed limply on the doorstep, silently sobbing as she watched my retreating figure. I ran downhill with all my might
until I collapsed by the roadside, utterly exhausted, tears streaming down my face.
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I stayed at home for three days before returning to school. Soon after, school started, and Mina came back to my side. Two months passed quickly, and I
gradually forgot about the incident. My mother never looked for me at school again, only sending me money once.
My relationship with Mina grew even stronger; we even planned our future jobs after graduation, and I was filled with longing and confidence for the future. But then, a
sudden change drastically altered everything—including my situation.
One day, while I was playing ball with my classmates, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. The pain was so intense that I broke out in a cold sweat and crouched on the ground in agony. Seeing this, my classmates rushed me
to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed me with acute appendicitis and said I needed immediate surgery.
They came to be with me, which made me feel a little better.
Just then, the ward door opened, and my mother and uncle walked in one after the other.
My head spun. How did my mother know I was hospitalized, and why did she have to come at this time?
I was helpless this time, because the worst part was that my uncle was there too. My uncle has a straightforward and fiery personality, and I'm usually most afraid of him.
"Nao'er, why are you in the hospital? Are you feeling better now? You didn't even tell your mother you were in the hospital. If Wei Dong University hadn't told me, I would still
be completely in the dark ."
It seemed my mother had already forgotten about that incident; as soon as she entered, all her attention was on me, and she didn't even notice Meina beside me. At this point, I was completely dumbfounded
, and it was too late to stop my mother.
"Zhongyi, what's going on? Isn't she your nanny?"
Mina stared at me in disbelief. Under her arrogant gaze, I felt like a thief about to steal something, only to have my
hand caught trying to steal from someone else's pocket. I felt utterly ruined.
"Mina, Mina, let me explain, it's all a misunderstanding."
"Don't say anything! You liar! I hate you! We're finished! I never want to see you again!"
Mina ignored my desperate explanations, screaming as she ran away. I didn't want to lose Mina like this. I didn't even care that I was still on an IV drip.
I pulled off my shoes and tried to chase after her. Unexpectedly, my mother rushed forward to stop me.
"Nao'er, you're still on an IV drip. Your health is important."
"Mom, get out of my way! Don't stop me!"
My resentment towards my mother deepened at this moment. Her obstruction was like adding fuel to the fire, further enraging me. I shoved my mother away, but I pushed her too hard, and she
fell to the ground.
I pretended not to see her and was about to go out to chase after Mina when a large hand grabbed me forcefully.
As soon as I turned my head, I received a resounding slap. Before I could react, another slap landed on my face.
The light shone on my face, making me see stars, and my cheek burned with pain. Only then did I see that it was my uncle. His eyes were blazing with fury, his face ashen, and he looked terrifying.
"I'll beat you to death, you brat! This is your own mother! How can
you treat your mother like this? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? Your mother raised you all these years for nothing! Even a cat or dog would wag its tail at her after all this time! How can you be worse than an animal!"
My uncle became increasingly angry, waving his fist as if it would strike me at any moment. My mother had already stood up, fearing that my uncle would hit me again, and desperately stepped forward
to cover him.
"Uncle, uncle, I didn't mean it, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me."
I covered my face, hiding behind my mother, feeling extremely wronged, so I decided to go all out and shouted, "Why are you hitting me? What did I do wrong? Did I
owe you something in my past life? If you hadn't come, Meina wouldn't have left. If it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't be looked down upon everywhere, unable to hold my head up in the village,
and having to be careful in school—"
"Slap!" My uncle slapped me across the face again, and even though my mother desperately hugged him, it was no use. My uncle's hand trembled violently as he pointed at me: "Nao'er
, are you even human? How can you say such things? How can you face your mother? You can wrong anyone, but you can't wrong your mother. She raised me to be
this old, enduring so much suffering and hardship. Do you know how difficult it was for her? Your tuition fees these past two years—it was all earned by your mother selling her blood
!"
These words struck me like a thunderbolt. My head spun, and I was completely stunned. I stood there, dumbfounded, staring at my mother in
disbelief , unable to accept that it was real.
"Everything's alright at home."
"Uncle, please, I beg you, please stop."
My mother pleaded with him, weeping. She looked so weak and helpless; if she hadn't been holding onto him, she would have been unable to stand.
"Nao'er, you care about your reputation, but doesn't your mother care about hers? If she weren't like you, she would have died countless times. Is she alive entirely because
of me?" "
It's all for you. As long as you have a future, no matter how much she suffers or how much hardship she endures, her heart is sweet. Have you
ever thought about how much she's suffered all these years? Your uncle isn't as well-educated or knowledgeable as you, but I at least understand one principle: filial piety comes first."
Hearing this, I felt both angry and helpless, and smiled bitterly, "Mother, what era are we living in? You still believe in those superstitious things."
Mother wiped away her tears, glanced at me, and said, "Uncle, let's go back. Nao'er's illness hasn't gotten better yet; let him rest."
Uncle didn't want Mother to be sad, so he glared at me resentfully and helped her out.
I remained there, stunned and disoriented, my head spinning. The two words my uncle had just uttered seemed to shatter into a thousand pieces, filling my body, swirling, and
striking deep within my soul, piercing my still-intact conscience.
"Sell blood! Sell blood!" I could hardly believe how much blood my mother, with her frail body, would have to donate to pay for my expensive school fees this year.
And here I was, spending lavishly at school, eating out, wearing designer clothes, never considering that every penny I spent contained my mother's blood and sweat.
Had I really done wrong all these years? My uncle's three slaps seemed to awaken me; those gradually fading memories suddenly
became .
I lowered my head, curled up on the hospital bed, bitterly reflecting on my actions.
I used to complain that fate was too cruel and unfair, blaming it all on my mother.
But I never considered whether fate was fair to her. She suffered far more humiliation and hardship than I did, but what did she do wrong? Did
she really owe me anything?
In fact, my mother was a victim from beginning to end. She never had a good day after becoming pregnant with me. No matter how much she suffered, she never...
But what I hate most is that my mother not only faced contempt from others outside, but also had to face my resentment and indifference—her own son's—at home.
Now, thinking about it, these things are actually very simple, but why didn't I understand them before?
Finally, I painfully realized that it was my pathetic selfishness and extreme vanity that blinded my conscience.
"Young man, you've been sitting like this all afternoon. Here, have some water."
I turned my head and saw it was my fellow patient in the next bed, an old man in his fifties. His tone was unusually gentle. I silently took the water glass, still keeping my head down and remaining
silent.
"Young man, I saw what happened this morning. Although I'm an outsider and shouldn't be meddling in your family affairs, I still can't help but say a few words."
Seeing that I was still silent, the old man continued, "I can see that you have a deep misunderstanding about your mother. As for why, I don't want to know. I just want to tell you about my situation. When I was your age, I was very reckless, spending my days with a bunch of bad friends indulging in extravagance, fighting, and gambling. My mother...
" She
worried herself sick and broke her heart for me
. Many times she tried to persuade me, scolded me, even knelt down and begged me to stop living like this, but I always listened, thinking she was annoying.
Until one time, I was drinking at home with a friend, and we got into an argument over something trivial, which escalated into a fight. In a moment of carelessness, I
stabbed him to death with a dagger. I had never killed anyone before. I was terrified, thinking it was all over.
Then my mother came home. She was also terrified, but she quickly calmed down. She told her mother to... They gave me all the money and told me to leave quickly and run as far as
I could. Later, thinking everything might be alright, I secretly went home. When I got home, I found the door locked. My neighbor told me that after I left, my mother turned herself in
with the dagger. The legal system was very flawed back then, and not long after, she was convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment. My mother's health was already poor,
and she only lasted a year in prison before dying.
After learning all this, my conscience finally cleared. My mother's death was entirely my fault. My mother gave her life to save mine. But it was all too late
. I would never have the chance to thank her again.
What did I do wrong?
I was shocked again. Compared to this old man, how fortunate I was.
I immediately dressed and ran outside as fast as I could, running home. I had only one thought in my mind: I wanted to kneel at my mother's feet and sincerely repent to her.
But I was not good at lying, and my expression was very unnatural. I had previously told Mina that I lived in Danyang County and that my parents ran a good factory.
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When I rushed home, the sky was already full of stars. I went outside and found that the light was still on in my mother's room. Through the window, I saw my mother
sitting the edge of the bed, while my uncle was still there, squatting on the ground smoking silently.
As she spoke, my mother handed me a bottle of soothing medicine. At that moment, I only wanted her to go home quickly, afraid that if she was late, acquaintances, especially Meina, would see her, so I quickly said,
"Uncle, I'm so scared. Nao'er is still so young. You hit him like that today and said such harsh words. I'm really afraid that Nao'er will do something rash."
"Sister, Nao'er is already in college. He's still so young. I just can't understand how he can be so unreasonable after studying so much. I think it's all because you spoiled him. Do you think I don't know how hard your life has been
all these years? You're almost risking your life for this unfilial son, and he still treats you like this. I really don't
know where all your education went."
"Uncle, don't blame Nao'er all of this. This child has a hard life. He was born without a father and is looked down upon by everyone. It's all my fault. He has every right to resent and hate me."
Hearing this, I couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears. I pushed open the door, went to my mother, knelt down, and hugged her legs.
I don't know how long my mother had been standing in the snow. She was almost a snowman, constantly rubbing her nearly frozen hands.
Between sobs, she said, "Mother, please stop. I was wrong, I was completely wrong. I'm not human, I'm an animal. I don't deserve to be your son. Please kill me!"
My mother was stunned by this sudden scene. After she understood what was happening, she also cried impulsively.
"Nao'er, don't be like this. I know it's not easy for you. You're a good child, and your mother has never blamed you."
My son and I hugged each other and cried bitterly. When my uncle saw this, his eyes also reddened. He walked up to us and said with a mix of emotion and relief, "Nao'er
, you've finally come to your senses. As the old saying goes, 'A prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold.' It's not too late for you to turn back now. Child, you must take good care of your mother from now on."
I've never cried like this before in my life. In my mother's arms, I cried so hard, so unrestrainedly. I hoped that these tears of hatred could
wash away some of the guilt in my heart.
(He Han, I have to go back to school. I originally wanted to stay home and spend more time with my mother, but she insisted on going back so as not to delay her studies. I also told
her not to overwork herself, and that I would come back to see her often in the future.
I silently vowed in my heart: I must treat my mother well in the future, make her happy, joyful, and give her a good life. I want her
to have a big, fat grandson for me to hold.)
III. The Confusion of Love
In life, there are many things that seem insignificant. When you don't have them, it doesn't seem to matter, and you can get through life without them. But once you
have them, you can never live without them. These things are often right beside us, such as sincerity. For example, family ties, for example, love.
I no longer wallowed in self-pity, nor felt ashamed of my humble origins. I began to feel incredibly proud of having a loving mother.
A year later, I graduated from university. Because of my excellent grades, I was hired by a large company. The first thing I did after finding a job was to bring my mother
to live with me.
At first, my mother was reluctant, after all, she had lived in the mountains for ten years, and it was hard for her to sever ties.
To make it easier to take care of my mother, I bought a three-bedroom apartment near the company on an installment plan. My mother, who was used to living in a low-rise village house
, was really not used to living in this high-rise apartment that felt like a birdcage.
For the first time in her life, my mother took an elevator to her new home on the fifteenth floor. The door opened, and she looked at me, bewildered, hesitant to enter. Having lived
a life , she could hardly believe this was her new home, standing before a spacious and bright
space. Looking at the elegant and cozy decor, the brand-new and comfortable furniture, and the unfamiliar appliances, she was like a country bumpkin in a grand garden, overwhelmed with wonder.
Gradually, my feelings for my mother began to subtly change. My love for her was no longer the simple love of a son for his mother, but a mixture of
admiring this and touching that, brimming with a unique charm.
"Nao'er, this house is wonderful! The city elders are truly blessed; it must have cost a lot of money."
"Mother, you've suffered so much for me; it's time for you to enjoy life. Just settle down here. Later, when I have more money, we'll move to an even bigger house."
I helped her sit on the sofa. I could see the deep emotion in her heart; her eyes were red.
My mother settled in. After the initial excitement and novelty, a sense of utter unfamiliarity and discomfort with everything here quickly followed.
Many things that seemed simple to me, my mother had to learn from scratch. She didn't know how to use the microwave, how to operate the washing machine, and she wasn't used to sleeping on a Simmons mattress. What
bothered was that, being in a strange place, she had to spend most of her day at home, feeling very lonely.
My mother's happiest moment of the day was preparing delicious meals and waiting for me to come home so we could eat together.
I also went home promptly after work every day, afraid that my mother would be waiting anxiously. After dinner, I would watch TV with her, chat, or take a walk in the flower garden downstairs.
When I was home alone, my mother was always busy, keeping the house spotless and tidy, scrubbing everything until it was impeccably clean. It seemed that
being busy had become a part of her life.
For example, when cooking, because she didn't know how to use the electric cooker, she would either burn the rice or make a pot of undercooked rice.
She was also afraid of elevators, and once even got trapped inside, almost getting lost.
What a small world! I was so scared my mind went blank; I didn't know how to handle such a situation.
But the most embarrassing and unforgettable time happened in the bathroom.
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It was a Sunday. I had spent the whole afternoon installing the electric water heater in the bathroom.
After dinner, I asked my mother to take a bath. She used to bathe in a wooden tub, and this was her first time using a water heater, so she was quite nervous.
I taught her for a long time before she finally managed to do it. After she went inside, I returned to the living room to watch TV. I had barely sat down for a few minutes when I heard my mother
scream from the bathroom. Afraid something had happened to her, I rushed over and flung open the locked bathroom door.
The bathroom was steamy, the showerhead lay on the floor, spraying scalding hot water. My mother was slumped over the edge of the bathtub, looking at me with a terrified expression. Seeing that she was
alright , my heart finally calmed down.
But when I looked at her, my young heart started pounding again. Because I saw a mother I had never seen before. In her panic,
she had forgotten to cover herself; her clothes were... Her slender body was immediately apparent to me.
I had seen some naked, handsome men, but this was the first time I had ever seen my mother's body.
My mother was petite and well-proportioned, with a slender waist and rounded hips, her figure curvaceous and shapely. Over twenty years of exposure to the sun and wind had slightly darkened her skin, but it remained delicate. Her
breasts weren't large, but they were full and plump, the nipples still red. My mother's hair was undone, her jet-black hair cascading over her smooth, rounded shoulders. Her slender, long thighs were tightly pressed together, the pubic hair
at the base of her thighs faintly visible . 　　Although it was only for a few seconds, it was an unparalleled shock to me. It seemed frozen in time. Despite my desperate attempts to restrain myself, I couldn't suppress my primal emotions; I was completely oblivious. 　　Suddenly, my mother turned around, blushing and quickly covering herself with a towel. She said, "Nao'er, I accidentally burned myself, but it's nothing now. You..." 　　Many days passed, and the pressure of work gradually made me forget about it. "Go on out." 　　I was jolted awake from my reverie, my face burning red. I awkwardly agreed and left with my head down. 　　Thinking back now, my mother was only thirty-eight years old. My mother's appearance was actually very dignified: an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and dark... Her eyes were dark and bright. While not stunningly beautiful, they were captivating. Especially her simple and gentle nature enhanced her feminine charm. 　　I thought about how, as a mother, she had toiled for me for twenty years; as a woman, she had never experienced a single day of womanly joy. She was truly unfortunate. 　　All night, her naked body remained vividly before me. That night, I couldn't sleep. 　　The following days, my mother and I felt awkward around each other. I tried hard to forget that night, but it wouldn't leave me. I so dirty, so despicable. 　　************************************************************** 　　Before I knew it, Mom had been living in her new home for over half a year. She looked much fuller and her skin was even fairer and smoother. Wearing simple yet elegant clothes, she looked even more charming. 　　But more importantly, Mom was no longer lonely. Her gentleness and kindness had won her the favor of the neighbors and helped her make many kind friends. 　　Seeing Mom happier every day made me extremely happy, my heart overflowing with joy . My guilt lessened. 　　I was thinking that it would be even better if my mother had a companion. She's still young and should enjoy the pleasures of being a woman, something I, as her son, can't replace. 　　I felt dizzy and hot, and kept kicking off the blanket. My mother, afraid I'd catch a cold, kept covering me up again. At this point, I was already delirious. 　　I could tell that my mother also longed for it. Whenever she saw the elderly couples around us, so kind and loving, her envy would unconsciously show. I think she still had something on her mind, which is why she didn't dare tell me. I should find a time to talk to her about it. 　　"Nao'er, that girl you brought home last time was really nice. How are things going between you two? My biggest wish now is for you to settle down soon. 　　But I'm no longer the naive young man I was when I was pursuing Mina. Plus, I'm not in a good mood, and in a moment of impulse, I thought of breaking up. 　　" "Mom, we've only just begun. Whether it will work out or not is still uncertain. Besides, I'm still young, and my career is my priority. I don't want to get married so early."

I never expected Mina to be so direct. I was caught off guard, my heart pounding with sweat. My face flushed, and I stammered, "I like you, Mina, I really...
" "You're not young anymore, Nao'er. By the traditional Chinese age reckoning, you're twenty-three this year. In the countryside, someone your age would have been married long ago. Look at our neighbor Tiedan,
he's two years younger than you, and now his kids are running all over the place."
"Mom, I think you're desperate to have a grandson. Mom, I actually think you should find a companion, someone to talk to, someone who cares about you.
You won't be single anymore."
Not expecting me to say that, Mom's face flushed instantly. After a while, she said, "Why are you bringing up Mom? Nao'er, I'm getting old..."
When we first moved in, because she was extremely unaccustomed to the new lifestyle, Mom made quite a few embarrassing mistakes.
"Mom, you're not even forty yet, you have a long life ahead of you. There's an old saying, 'A young couple becomes companions in old age.' You've worked hard for me for twenty years, it's time for you to
enjoy your retirement. I understand Mom's thoughts. What era are we living in? No one will laugh at you. We're mother and son, what can't you
say ?"
My words seemed to touch Mom. She blushed and lowered her head, remaining silent for a long time before whispering, "Actually, I have thought about it, but
who would want a woman like me?"
"Mom, don't belittle yourself. It's not your fault. Actually, whether it's looks or personality, you're no less attractive than other women. If you're
willing , you'll definitely have a chance. I think Uncle Tan upstairs is very nice. He's single and has no children to burden him. These days, he comes to our house all the time and
just sits there. Mom, should I ask someone to inquire for you?"
Mom blushed even more, too embarrassed to lift her head, and quickly said, "Nao'er, please don't ask. What kind of son helps his mother find a husband? If the neighbors
find out , how can I face them in public? Okay, don't pressure me about this. Let me think about it some more."
This conversation had a significant impact on Mom. Not long after, I noticed some changes in her.
Her interactions with Uncle Tan increased significantly; they often went for morning exercises together and went shopping together. My mother also started to care more about dressing up. She used to be so vain, her
makeup and perfume now smeared all over her body. "Naughty boy, naughty boy, don't go! It's all my fault, I shouldn't have hit you—"
I roughly pushed her away and picked up the broken pieces. My mother didn't understand why I suddenly acted like a madwoman, and could only
stand there helplessly.
Also, my mother became more cheerful and loved to laugh. Seeing her happier every day, I felt much more at ease.
Sometimes, I would intentionally or unintentionally mention Uncle Tan in front of her. At these times, my mother would always blush, but the sweetness in her heart was undeniable.
I really envied my mother's happiness, because compared to her, my romantic relationships had always been less successful.
My current girlfriend is my fifth girlfriend. She works at the same company as me, and we've been dating for about a month. To be fair,
she's very good in terms of looks and family background, but for some reason, I just can't seem to find that spark with her.
She's not my type. But even I'm confused about what kind of person I'm looking for, and I can't quite put my finger on it.
Finally, my lukewarm attitude made my new girlfriend lose patience. Once, I was late for a date because I had a cold and was at the hospital. My girlfriend
threw a tantrum, saying I didn't care about her and threatened to break up with me.
She turned and left.
When I got home, I had a terrible headache, and my body was hot and cold; I was almost at my breaking point. My mother saw how badly I looked and rushed me
inside lie down, bustling around taking care of me. I was covered with a blanket, a damp towel was placed on my forehead, and then I was given medicine.
I was delirious, mumbling incoherently. Gradually, the medicine took effect, and I drifted off to sleep.
Back in the living room, I still couldn't calm down. I had always only seen my mother as a mother, but today I realized she was also a woman.
I don't know how much time passed, but I woke up because I was thirsty and found my mother still sitting by the bed, chin in hand, asleep.
Looking at the clock, it was already past two in the morning. Seeing my mother's exhausted appearance, I felt incredibly moved, my eyes welled up, and I involuntarily took her
hand.
My mother woke up, blushed, and pulled her hand away, saying somewhat embarrassedly, "Nao'er, are you feeling better? Look, your mother is really getting old;
I fell asleep just sitting here for a while."
"Mom, why aren't you sleeping? Don't ruin your health for my sake. Go to sleep, sweat it out, I think you'll feel much better."
"You're so sick, how can I sleep? If I don't watch you, you'll kick off the covers in no time. You've sweated so much, you're so weak."
This is the first time Mom has ever hit me. I covered my blurry, throbbing cheek, clutching the broken crystal flower, and turned to run outside. "Mom hit me
, you lie down, Mom will get you something to eat."
"Mom, no need."
But Mom still went to the kitchen, and soon came back with a steaming, fragrant bowl of egg noodles.
"Nao'er, sit up, eat while it's hot."
I was too impulsive to speak, and silently took the noodles. Perhaps because I was still recovering from my illness, I had no strength at all, and I almost spilled the noodles. My mother quickly took the bowl, her
heart pounding.
She said with heartache, "Nao'er, you're not well yet, let your mother feed you."
I couldn't refuse, so I had to let my mother feed me. My mother fed me carefully, afraid of burning me, she would blow on the noodles from time to time before putting them into my mouth
.
Seeing me eating so deliciously, my mother smiled happily. As I ate the noodles, I gazed at my mother.
In the soft light, a faint halo appeared on my mother's face, and with that loving gaze and that focused look, I thought my mother was really beautiful,
and I was mesmerized.
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Suddenly, an uncontrollable thought welled up in my mind: How wonderful it would be if I could find a girlfriend as gentle and considerate as my mother!
At that moment, I finally understood that the other half I had been searching for was a woman like my mother.
Thinking about it, I blurted out, "Mom, you're so good."
"Silly child, you're a piece of my flesh, I can't be ungrateful to anyone else. Eat your food, don't keep staring at me like that, it makes me feel embarrassed
."
"Actually, Mom, you're really beautiful, and you're getting more and more beautiful."
"Don't laugh at me. Nao'er, did you break up with that girl?"
"Mom, you are…"
"You were talking nonsense just now, you scared me. It's okay if you broke up, don't take it to heart. Nao'er, what kind of girl are you looking for?
Tell me so I can ask someone to find her for you."
"I… I just want someone like Mom."
"Don't talk nonsense again, you're so disrespectful."
"I'm not lying to you, I'm serious, Mom. I really want to find a girlfriend like you, beautiful and gentle, but unfortunately, there are so few nowadays
."
"Mina, I'm sorry, I, I—"
Mom smiled helplessly, thinking it was just a joke, and continued feeding me noodles.
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From that day on, my longing for Mom deepened. After a long day of hard work, my most urgent need was to go home and be with Mom.
Being able to eat with her became the happiest moment of my day. Sometimes when I was away on business, my biggest worry was my mother, and
I could only sleep soundly after talking to her on the phone every night.
Sometimes, when we were shopping together, I would take her soft little hand. At first, my mother was very uncomfortable and embarrassed. I told her that
we were mother and son, and there was nothing to be ashamed of. My mother couldn't
persuade me otherwise, so she had to let me have my way.
It was a love that I couldn't quite explain,
especially after I started to see my mother as a woman.
At the same time, I suffered setbacks in my relationships time and time again. I had lost all hope of getting married and starting a family.
I finally understood. Although I've lived in this city for years, deep down I'm still a village woman's son. And I've long since given up on those thoughts
.
In this life, Mom is content to have a good son like you.
Sometimes I suddenly think, how wonderful it would be if Mom and I weren't mother and son; I would definitely marry her.
But then I immediately curse myself inwardly, how could I have such dirty thoughts about Mom? She is, after all, my biological mother. But even so,
I still can't control myself from thinking about it.
Why? I don't know why I've become like this.
Sexual fantasies and a mother complex are normal.
Seeing these things gives me a slight sense of relief. I think the reason I have these abnormal thoughts about my mother might be because I'm too young and inexperienced.
But this relief is only temporary. Now, whenever I see my mother and Uncle Tan together, I feel extremely uncomfortable; a
jealousy that only exists between lovers arises spontaneously.
I'm in great pain. I think I'm about to lose my mother, and soon I'll lose my only emotional support.
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One Sunday, we went shopping. On our way home, we were caught in the rush hour.
The bus was crowded, and my mother and I were pressed tightly together.
My mother is petite and couldn't hold onto the handrail. Afraid she would fall, I hugged her tightly.
At first, it wasn't a big deal, but when I felt my mother's soft breasts pressed against my chest… My heart pounded, and I couldn't help but recall the night I saw my mother
naked. My penis, unable to control itself, swelled and hardened, pressing against her body.
It was incredibly embarrassing; I desperately tried to suppress my primal urges, but to no avail. My face was burning hot; it must have turned completely red.
Gradually, my mother noticed my strange behavior, and her face flushed crimson with shame. She lowered her head, unable to look at me.
We struggled to get off the bus, scrambling out of the large vehicle. Neither of us dared to look at each other.
I didn't have the courage to hold my mother's hand and silently followed behind.
From that day on, I... I often dream of that night I saw my mother naked, and I even dream of having sex with her.
When I wake up, I'm filled with shame and embarrassment. I wonder if I'm a pervert, a freak.
I swear time and again I'll never do it again, but it seems fate is playing tricks on me. One day, not long after, I completely succumbed to my depravity.
Passing by my mother's room, I saw the door was ajar. I glanced inside casually and immediately stopped.
My mother was changing.
She was only wearing close-fitting underwear, revealing her round, pink arms and slender... Her slender, snow-white thighs were exposed.
Grandma was rummaging through the wardrobe, completely unaware that her beauty had been revealed.
Grandma was noticeably fuller and whiter than when I last saw her.
Just as I stood there, lost in daydreams, a clear, melodious voice rang in my ear: "Zhongyi, what are you doing here, you idiot?"
Although Grandma's underwear was unusually conservative, preventing me from seeing her breasts and buttocks, that didn't matter anymore.
My gaze was completely fixed on those slender, snow-white thighs, and the intense sensory stimulation made me tremble.
In an instant, my penis became engorged and hard, as if it would burst out of my crotch.
At that moment, all ethics and reason were thrown to the winds; I greedily gazed at my mother's body.
My heart was pounding. I clutched my chest tightly, afraid that if I let go, my boiling heart would leap out.
I didn't leave until my mother was almost finished changing.
My mother hadn't even noticed my return; she hurriedly left after changing. I lay there in my room, tormented by a burning desire,
with nowhere to release it.
I went to the bathroom, wanting to take a cold shower to calm myself down. I got down. But the first thing I saw upon entering the bathroom was my mother's underwear lying to the side.
As if under a spell, I instinctively picked up the pink floral cotton underwear, still warm from my mother's body heat. It must have been hers after she had just showered
.
This pair of underwear, made by my mother herself and considered conservative, now held an irresistible allure for me.
Despite the remaining vestiges of reason constantly trying to restrain me, I still unhesitatingly rubbed it against my face, inhaling and licking it with a fervent passion, as if I were
savoring my mother's alluring vulva.
The lingering scent of my mother on the underwear nearly drove me mad.
My penis, now a red-hot iron rod, was burning hot. Unable to bear it any longer, I pulled down my pants, wrapped it in my mother's underwear, and, fantasizing about her body,
began to masturbate desperately.
When I ejaculated a thick stream of semen onto my mother's underwear, I cried in anguish.
I could no longer face reality.

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