A delightful holiday story - Part 1

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A Pleasant Holiday Story - Part 1

Author: benjamin2041 Word Count: 10319

The bullet train slowly traveled along the tracks. I looked at the scenery outside the window, my heart filled with anticipation for this trip. After all, this was the last summer vacation before entering high school, which was why my family had arranged this trip.

"Sister Qin, you must take good care of yourself. You don't look like a mother of three at all!"

"Yes, you look about the same age as your eldest daughter."

"Oh, how can I compare to the girls these

days, haha." The other members of the tour group chatted around me. A group of women gathered together, talking about things like appearance... They were currently talking about my mother, and I saw immense envy in their eyes. Some of them looked much younger than my mother. I'm not bragging, but my mother certainly has something to be proud of. Let me

briefly introduce my mother. My mother's name is Lin Yueqin, she is 43 years old this year, and she was a dancer in her youth.

Driven by her passion for dance, she ran a dance school after marriage and frequently performed on stage with her troupe. She maintained a consistent dance training regimen, and to stay in shape, she even got my sisters and me to practice yoga. As a result, her figure didn't become overweight or bulky like many women her age. My mother boasts impressive measurements of 89cm, 61cm, and 90cm, and despite her outstanding height of 170cm, coupled with her slender and graceful figure honed through years of exercise—especially her full breasts and firm, shapely buttocks—she still appears remarkably well-proportioned. On the street, she often receives inappropriate stares and glances, including from some people, including myself.

Hehe, everyone who knows me says I'm incredibly lucky with women, but in my opinion, it's just a matter of having a good eye. Besides my mother, there are two other outstanding girls in my family: my older sister Yu Manli and my twin sister Yu Xiaolan. They both inherited my mother's excellent physique and are more developed and outstanding than girls their age. Having three such remarkable female beings living in front of me, this precocious male, year-round

is actually quite uncomfortable, especially secretly peeping at the three of them showering together in the bathroom. Sometimes just thinking about it makes my nose bleed. So I've always had a bittersweet experience, hehe… until this unexpected trip. [An unexpected surprise, thankfully Dad didn't come!] "What? The rooms are full?"

"How did you arrange this?"

"We are very sorry, please understand that it's peak tourist season and we really can't accommodate everyone."

The tour guide apologized repeatedly. "We can only offer some standard rooms now, and we'll assign rooms to you right away." "How did you arrange this? We clearly said single rooms when we signed up!" "We're so sorry, the hotel is hosting several large groups today."

"Alright, alright, there are four of us from my family, so please give us a standard twin room." My mother volunteered to accept the tour guide's arrangement. "Everyone is tired, let's get some rest." "Thank you very much for your cooperation. Our travel agency guarantees that we will make proper arrangements for everyone at the next scenic spot."

"Ah, this feels so good!" After dinner, I left the restaurant early and went to soak in the hotel's hot spring pool. It's said to be a signature feature of the hotel, a large open-air hot spring pool with a strong Japanese style. The pool I'm currently soaking in is surrounded by bamboo groves, and there are bamboo pipes constantly filling the pool with water. However, the middle of the pool is separated by a row of bamboo of varying heights. I wonder what's behind it? Soaking in the warm water is so comfortable that I actually fell asleep.

"Wow, this feels so good!"

"The water temperature is just right."

"After a long train ride, I really need to relax."

I must have been soaking for a while, because I suddenly woke up from the heat. I heard people talking, but when I looked around, there was no one there. Listening carefully, the voices seemed to be coming from behind that row of bamboo. Now I realized that the hot spring pool was separated for men and women. Before, I had mischievously thought it was a mixed-gender bath, which was a bit disappointing. But seeing that there was no one around, another mischievous thought popped into my head. I quietly swam towards the bamboo rafts in the pool, clinging to a sliver of hope. I carefully searched the rafts for a small hole that would allow me to peek inside.

Finally, I found a small hole in an inconspicuous place. I was so excited that I almost shouted out loud. I peeked through the hole with my left eye, and I just realized what a hidden world inside a hole was like.

The scene over there resembled a scene from an AV film depicting a large-scale orgy. After all, seeing so many women bathing together was quite rare. Some women wore bathrobes, others swimsuits; the younger, more shapely ones simply removed their towels at the poolside and stepped naked into the water. They frolicked and chatted, completely unaware that someone was peeping. Watching this, I felt my mouth dry, and my little brother involuntarily became erect.

Just then, two familiar figures appeared before me—my older sister and younger sister. I saw my older sister walk to the poolside, extend her long, slender, white legs, and test the water temperature with her delicate toes. Then, she decisively removed her towel and stepped into the water. My younger sister seemed hesitant. My older sister seemed to say something, but my younger sister still didn't remove her towel. My older sister smiled and swam directly towards my area. My younger sister had no choice but to follow her into the water, still carefully wrapping herself in her towel.

The two women's appearance immediately attracted the attention of a group of women. Many glanced at the older sister's full, firm breasts, then looked down at their own and shook their heads in disappointment. Now, my gaze was getting closer and closer to theirs, and I secretly chuckled to myself. Although I often spied on them bathing at home, this situation felt even more exciting.

"Sis, don't you think Mom's a little unhappy?" the younger sister asked, leaning against the edge of the pool. "Yeah, you noticed," the older sister replied. "Yeah, but why?"

"It's because of Dad. He said we'd come together, but then he said he couldn't." Actually, I had already noticed that Mom wasn't too happy, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

"Okay, okay, let's be good these next few days, listen to Mom, and spend some time with her to make her happy," the older sister said. "Look at you, a grown woman, still so shy and hesitant?" she said, reaching for the younger sister's towel.

"Oh dear, I'm so embarrassed, with so many people watching."

"Hehe, what's there to be embarrassed about? It's the same at home, just treat it like your bathroom at home." The older sister chuckled mischievously, suddenly ripping off her younger sister's towel. "Xiao Lan, your breasts seem to have gotten quite a bit bigger, haha." I thought so too. I knew very well whether my younger sister's breasts had gotten bigger or not. I remember there was a period when she changed her bra very frequently. Watching the two of them playing in the water, I became even more excited. My little brother was already fully erect, and I unconsciously started to masturbate. After all, this was the first time I had observed their delicate bodies so closely.

At this moment, the older sister told the younger sister to turn around. The younger sister placed her hands on the rocks by the pool. The older sister stood up and massaged her younger sister's back. She naturally spread her legs, exposing her beautiful buttocks. Her pink anus and the dark forest of her private parts were completely exposed to me.

I sped up the speed of masturbating my little brother. I couldn't miss this good opportunity! A short while later, I felt a surge of heat in my abdomen, and a stream of hot semen shot into the water. In my excitement, I went a little overboard and slapped the bamboo raft, startling myself and the sisters on the other side. I quickly dove into the water, swam to the edge of the pool, got dressed, and returned to my room. Although I was afraid of being discovered, I was also extremely excited, as if the ejaculation I had just performed had truly entered my sister's body. When I got back to my room, I found that my mother wasn't there, so I quickly turned on the TV. About forty minutes later, I heard them return. I perked up and pretended to watch TV.

"Brother Xiao Fan, didn't you go to the hot spring?" I glanced at the girls who came in. The younger sister, holding an ice cream, said to me, "It's so relaxing to have ice cream after soaking in the hot spring

." "I... I haven't gone yet. Hmm, is it relaxing? I'll go try it then," I replied guiltily, and got up to grab a few clothes to go out. "Don't soak for too long, you'll get dizzy from the heat!" the older sister said to me. I looked back at her, and she glanced at me too. I noticed a strange smile on her lips, which suddenly made me feel cold all over.

After leaving the room, I was worried. Where should I go? Should I really soak a little longer? Maybe I'll really get dizzy in the water. So, having nothing to do, I got an ice cream and wandered around outside the hotel. Before I knew it, I was back in the hot spring area. I thought I'd soak in it before bed. I looked at the area map to see what other pools were available. After a while, I chose one called "Waterfall Bath," but this pool was located very deep, almost halfway up the mountain.

I realized I was so busy peeking earlier that I didn't really get to enjoy myself properly. It's almost 9 PM now, so there shouldn't be many people around, and I can finally soak in it. The pool is quite far; it took me almost ten minutes to find it. Even before I got close, I understood why it's called "Waterfall Bath." It consists of several small pools of varying sizes arranged irregularly in a stepped fashion, with the water flowing from high to low, just like a waterfall.

I don't know if it's naturally formed or entirely man-made. When I got there, I saw that I had to wait for several steps to get to the top pool. I figured I had nothing else to do, so climbing to the top pool would be a good way to enjoy the night view.

After soaking for about half an hour, I was about to get up and go back to my room when I suddenly heard someone splashing in the water and smelled the aroma of sake. The sound seemed to be coming from the pool below mine. I figured it was probably someone else soaking in the hot spring, just like me, who didn't want to be disturbed. But I couldn't resist my curiosity, so I quietly swam to the edge of the pool and looked down. With the help of the lantern-shaped streetlights used for illumination, I immediately recognized the person in the pool as my mother.

Who else could have such a beautiful figure with such a curvaceous figure? I estimated that the difference in depth between my pool and my mother's pool was about three meters. She was now almost directly below me. Her towel and underwear had already been taken off and were draped on a rock to the side. There was also a plate with a few small bottles of sake next to her, and my mother was slowly and carefully sipping from a small glass, occasionally splashing the water with one hand.

She could never have imagined that I, her son, was peering at her delicate body from above. I watched silently as my mother finished the few small bottles of liquor. She scooped up some water from the pool and poured it over herself, beginning to wash herself. She took a white towel from the pool, soaked it, and gently scrubbed herself. Every movement she made was so alluring and seductive.

I felt a surge of desire, and what followed was even more stimulating. My mother began to rub her breasts, squeezing them repeatedly with both hands, soft moans escaping her nostrils. Her pressure seemed to increase, deforming her full breasts, and the moans gradually turned into faint groans. My God, was my mother masturbating?

I actually saw my mother masturbating! I had to admit that this had never happened before; perhaps I just hadn't noticed it before. What followed was even more erotic. My mother stood up, her hands roaming over her body. She slipped her left hand between her legs, caressing her vulva, and her moans grew louder.

She seemed completely absorbed in the pleasure, her body trembling slightly. Then, her mother retrieved a towel from the water, gently wrung it out, and twisted it into a long strip. Holding one end, she rubbed it against her crotch, pulling the towel back and forth. The rough, soft surface of the towel constantly stimulated her clitoris. This sensation of a foreign object touching her skin made her moans louder. Her head lifted, a flush appearing on her face—whether from the alcohol or from the pleasure—she closed her eyes, her small mouth slightly open, her tongue licking her lips.

After a while, she threw the towel back into the water. She picked up a wine bottle lying upside down on a plate by the pool. It was a bamboo-shaped bottle; the small cup she had just used for drinking was its lid. She twisted the cup onto the bottle, put it to her mouth, and licked it all over. Then, she lifted one long, slender leg, placed it on the edge of the pool, and inserted the bottle, which resembled an erect penis, into her vagina.

Perhaps because the large bottle was still slightly cold, Mom trembled slightly the moment it was inserted. She then began a back-and-forth motion; I estimated the bottle to be nearly thirty centimeters long. With each thrust, Mom almost shoved the bottle all the way in. After what seemed like an eternity, Mom, probably tired of standing, slowly walked to a smooth rock in the pool, still holding the bottle between her legs, and lay down on it, continuing her work.

Her moans echoed softly in the valley. A short while later, I heard, "Mmm...mmm..." Mom abruptly pulled the bottle out of her vagina. At that moment, I saw a convulsion and spasm in Mom's upper body, and a stream of liquid gushed from her vagina like a fountain, spraying into the air and finally merging into the pool water. Mom collapsed onto the rock. Almost simultaneously with her orgasm, I ejaculated again. While Mom was still immersed in the pleasure of her orgasm, I quietly tidied myself up and returned to my room. I had to get back before her, perhaps out of guilt.

Back in my room, I found my older sister and younger sister already asleep. I quietly went into the bathroom and quickly took a shower, then went to the remaining bunk to sleep. But I couldn't fall asleep at all. My mind was still replaying the image of my mother in the hot spring, her lewd behavior. Although I had just ejaculated in the bathroom, the excitement hadn't subsided. I just stared blankly at my phone. Around eleven o'clock, the door to my room opened softly. I knew my mother was back. I quickly pretended to be asleep and closed my eyes.

Hearing my mother turn on the bathroom light and then the sound of the shower running, my mind unconsciously conjured up the image of my mother naked again, and my little brother became aroused. After a while, I heard my mother turn off the shower and light again. My mother would be going to bed soon. Suddenly, I felt my heart racing.

I continued to pretend to be asleep until I felt my mother lift one side of the blanket and lie down with her back to me. She probably didn't notice how ridiculous I looked. I grabbed my unruly little brother, afraid that it might accidentally touch my mother.

So I pretended to turn over and face away from her. After a while, I suddenly realized I was probably too excited. I wasn't sleepy at all now, and I was wide awake. My little brother seemed to be much more obedient. Soon after, I heard my mother's even breathing. The surroundings were so quiet, so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat, and the scent of shower gel and alcohol emanating from my mother in the air. I seemed to relax a little. I quietly turned my head to peek at my mother.

At the same time, my mother turned over. I quickly turned my head back, and only when I felt that my mother's breathing was still even did I quietly turn my head back again. In the moonlight shining through the window, I saw my mother's still alluring sleeping posture. I gently turned around and carefully examined her.

At this moment, Mom was resting her head on her right arm. We were so close that I could feel her subtle breathing rhythm. I gently lifted the blanket between us. Mom was wearing the loose-fitting nightgown she always wore at home. However, she didn't realize that because the nightgown was so loose, the neckline was still completely open. It only covered a small part of her chest, and what was directly exposed were Mom's two alluring breasts. They were now rising and falling with Mom's breathing. My previous observations confirmed that Mom had a habit of not wearing a bra to sleep.

Unconsciously, I felt a little itchy. I slowly reached out my right hand and gently touched my mother's collar. Then, I quietly lifted the collar covering her left breast. I could feel my trembling hand. I lifted my mother's nightgown bit by bit, and my breathing became rapid, but I tried my best to suppress myself until I completely lifted the left side of my mother's collar and saw her sleeping nipple.

I remember my mother's nipples were pinkish-brown, and her areolas were especially beautiful. My heart raced again, and I grew bolder. I pulled my right hand back, licked my fingers to moisten them with saliva, held my breath again, and gently touched my mother's nipple with my saliva-covered fingers. There was no reaction, which secretly pleased me. I began to try bolder things. I noticed that with each touch, my mother's nipple seemed to change slightly, slowly becoming erect. So I gently pinched my mother's nipple, about the size of a pomegranate seed, with my thumb and forefinger, pulling my hand back and squinting to see if there was any reaction.

After a couple of times, I found it increasingly interesting, and I applied more pressure. But just as I was about to touch it for the fourth time, my mother suddenly turned around, almost making me scream.

After a while, I grew bolder again. Although my mother was now facing away from me, because I had just pulled down her collar quite a bit, her upper body clothing had involuntarily slipped down quite a bit when she turned around.

Now most of her back was exposed to me, and just now my mother's leg had moved slightly. I felt one of her feet touch me. I swallowed hard, thinking about my next move. I started moving my right leg, gently moving it towards my mother. I felt my knee touch her thigh, so I slowly rubbed my knee against her smooth thigh, savoring the pleasure of this success. I became bolder and quietly took off my pajama pants and threw them off the bed. Then I

pretended to roll over and put my right leg on my mother's thigh. I still didn't see any special reaction from my mother, so I started gently rubbing my leg against hers. Soon, my mother seemed to feel it. She moved her lower body and bent over, trying to bring her legs together. I slid down, and my right leg was caught between her legs. I couldn't help it, since I was shorter than her now. My mother seemed to feel awkward, and her tightly closed legs loosened again.

I then released my right leg, instead rubbing my calf against hers. Even if she closed her legs again, I could easily make her trap me. I was now almost completely covered by the blanket, and I was starting to enjoy the feeling—exciting and fun. I became bolder. Since Mom hadn't reacted to what I'd done, why not take this opportunity to go deeper?

I leaned out and took my phone under the blanket. I had already put it on silent. I gently pressed the buttons on my phone, using the dim light to survey everything under the blanket. Mom's loose pajamas had become barely covering her after all the tossing and turning; now they hung loosely around her waist, leaving her upper and lower body almost completely exposed to me.

I gently lifted the fabric of her clothes covering her plump buttocks. Just as I had expected, aside from this seemingly unnecessary nightgown, my mother was completely naked. Her private parts were only covered by her two plump buttocks. Seeing these two fleshy buttocks at almost zero distance, I was speechless with excitement. My breathing quickened with my heartbeat, and my little brother was already erect, even a little painful.

I reached out my right hand and gently placed my palm on my mother's buttocks, stroking them lightly. My mother only moved her body slightly, and I began to knead them. My mother, perhaps feeling a little uncomfortable in her sleep, shifted her buttocks. I stopped what I was doing, turned off my phone screen, and waited a moment before continuing to harass my mother's plump buttocks. Now, my mother's left leg was straight and her right leg was bent forward, her body facing me sideways. I slowly moved my body closer to her, almost pressing my body against hers.

So I started stroking my already erect and thick penis with my right hand, while my left hand continued to caress my mother's plump buttocks and smooth thighs. I would soon be able to leave my mark on my mother's body. Although it was risky, this kind of exciting feeling might not come again. I thought I would clean up after ejaculating and go back to sleep.

But just then, my mother suddenly turned around. I was so scared that I almost screamed, but tragedy still happened. Just as I was about to slowly turn around, one of my mother's hands accidentally bumped into my penis. My erect penis instantly drooped. My mind went blank, but I clearly felt my mother's hand bounce away as if it had been electrocuted. But soon my mother's hand grabbed my penis again.

"You brat, how could you do such a thing?" At the same time, my mother suddenly propped up the blanket and said sternly in a low voice. Just as I didn't know how to answer quickly, I suddenly felt a surge of heat in my lower body. "Pfft... squeak" I actually ejaculated in this situation. Oh my god, I ejaculated on my mother's hand.

"You...you come with me to the bathroom, don't wake Xiaolan and the others," Mom said angrily, bending down. She then threw back the covers, bent over, and ran to the bathroom. After a while, I followed her in.

"Close the door," Mom said softly. She turned on the shower and started washing herself. Only then did I realize that the semen had not only hit her hands but also covered her body. It was now sliding down her body with the water. Seeing this, I, who should have been scared after what happened, suddenly became excited. My penis seemed to receive my signal and became erect again. Mom noticed this and seemed to have realized it too. "You child, you're up to something again, aren't you?" Mom said while wiping the water droplets off her body, though her tone wasn't as harsh as before. Good heavens, what man wouldn't be tempted by this? "Take a good shower and reflect on yourself," Mom said, then left the bathroom.

I quickly rinsed myself off and left the bathroom, then quietly climbed back into bed. My mother was lying on her side, but I was sure she wasn't asleep. I quietly covered myself with the blanket and lay down with my back to her. My heart was still pounding and showed no signs of calming down. My mind was a mess. What should I do now? My mother must be very angry this time. After a while, I felt my mother turn over. I could feel her breathing behind my neck. I could only continue to pretend to be asleep until I realized that one of my mother's hands had unknowingly moved to my waist. I shuddered involuntarily.

My mother seemed to move closer to me, her breathing becoming slightly more rapid. She began to gently stroke me, and I could clearly feel the warmth of her palms. Slowly, her hand moved down to my waist, then around my body, tentatively touching my penis. She then began to caress and gently stroke it through my shorts. Earlier, when I saw my mother washing herself in the bathroom, my penis had been erect, and now, feeling it again in her gentle touch, it became even harder,

creating a tent in my shorts. I started to feel hot. My mother moved even closer to me, and I felt her breasts pressed against my back. I could even feel her two erect nipples gently rubbing against my back. Then, she gently placed one arm under my neck, slowly lifting my head towards her side. I turned slightly, and we were almost face to face.

"Mom...I..." I said. "Keep your voice down, you little rascal," Mom whispered back. At the same time, her hand, which had been caressing my penis, slipped inside my shorts. Her delicate little hand finally grasped my little brother again. She shifted her body slightly, pressing my face against her chest. At the same time, she pushed my neck so that my entire face was buried between her two slightly sagging but still full and alluring breasts. The unique feminine scent that filled my nostrils stimulated me, and I began to lick Mom's breasts with my tongue.

Gently kneading with both hands, I took my mother's nipple into my mouth, lightly nibbling it with my teeth. My mother was clearly surprised by my boldness; she let out a soft moan, then squeezed my penis hard with the hand that had been stroking it. I almost cried out from the stimulation. We lingered like that for a long time until my mother slowly pulled down my shorts. I instinctively arched my back and pulled them all off.

Then I placed my hands on my mother's plump buttocks and began to massage them. Seeing that she didn't seem to mind, I boldly parted her legs and arched my lower body towards her genitals.

"You little pervert..." My mother's tone had become coquettish, "You're just shoving your naughty thing in there, Mom... Mom will feel a lot of pain..." With that, she reached out her small hand that had been stroking my penis and grasped my right hand that was kneading her buttocks, guiding my hand between her legs. I finally touched my mother's mysterious black forest.

Now, Mom is guiding me, rubbing her vulva with my fingers. Parting the dark forest, my fingers touch the two small labia. I'm incredibly nervous now, my fingers fidgeting wildly until I touch a small fleshy ball. Suddenly, Mom's body twitches. I think this must be a woman's clitoris. Mom let out a soft moan. So I used my index and middle fingers to probe deep into Mom's vulva, feeling her warm, slightly sticky walls. I moved my fingers deeper and deeper into the walls.

Mom seemed to enjoy my caresses. Her little hands weren't idle either; she grasped my penis again and stroked it up and down. We caressed each other like this for a long time, our bodies pressed together, feeling each other's gradually rising body temperature. The depths of Mom's vulva, which had been slightly dry, gradually became wet and slippery.

At this moment, Mom shifted her body, her small hand still holding my penis, and gestured for me to come closer. I turned sideways to face Mom, my penis touching her genitals. Then Mom quietly parted her legs, further gesturing for me to lean against her bent right leg. Then she gently lifted her left leg and hooked it around my waist, while her small hand guided my penis, rubbing it against her vulva.

"Now gently insert it," Mom said coquettishly. I excitedly twisted my waist, forming a subtle angle between Mom and me. Mom gently parted the two labia of her dark forest with her hands, and I gently thrust my waist forward. My penis smoothly slid into Mom's vulva. My glans first felt the warm, slippery flesh of Mom's vagina, and Mom clearly felt the strong penetration from my penis.

She hummed softly, seemingly indicating that she shouldn't be too unrestrained in this special situation, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. I began to rhythmically move my hips, making deep and shallow thrusting motions with my penis. Our movements gradually became more rapid, but we both tried to keep our voices down. I used my free hands to play with my mother's breasts, which were now even rounder and firmer than before. I squeezed and kneaded my mother's erect nipples, occasionally teasing the tips with my fingers.

My mother peeked her head out from under the covers, but I could vaguely hear her soft, panting breaths coming from her mouth. Unconsciously, I began to thrust even more vigorously.

At this moment, Mom gently propped herself up slightly with her right arm, and her plump buttocks began to slowly undulate, pushing her hips to meet my thrusts. I felt my penis rotating inside Mom's vagina, and the walls of her vagina were constantly and intensely contracting and squeezing my penis. At the same time, a soothing force from Mom's vagina was drawing my penis deeper into her vagina, and something deep inside was opening and closing, occasionally locking my glans tightly.

I realized that my current position didn't seem to allow me to use my full strength, so I propped myself up with my left elbow for support. This made my waist movements more powerful, and we continued to intertwine like this, our bodies incredibly hot, as if we were melting. Before we knew it, we were both covered in sweat, and Mom's hands caressed my chest.

"Holding Mom," I leaned my body towards her. At the same time, Mom rolled over and lay flat on her back. We gently moved together to the middle of the bed. I lay on top of Mom, our chests pressed tightly against hers. My penis was still rhythmically thrusting in and out. Mom's legs naturally parted and bent. I placed my hands on either side of Mom's body. We had been making love for who knows how long, and the sky had quietly brightened. In the light streaming in from the window, I looked at Mom's appearance. Her long hair was loose.

Mom seemed completely immersed in the pleasure of the moment. She closed her eyes slightly, breathing rhythmically and humming softly. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. Suddenly, Mom opened her eyes and saw me staring intently at her. She turned her head to the side, looking incredibly beautiful.

I suddenly quickened my movements, and Mom felt this new wave of stimulation, her expression becoming even more dazed. Her hands pushed my waist tightly, as if urging me to put in more effort. I lay down again, reaching my hands behind Mom to hug her, thrusting my hips even harder in my piston-like movements. Mom felt my strength, and she lifted her legs, wrapping them tightly around my waist, making our union even more intimate.

The squeezing sensation in Mom's vagina became even more intense, and her soft moans in my ear were like an aphrodisiac, making me more and more vigorous. We remained in this position, intertwining, until I noticed Mom's moans gradually growing louder. I quickly covered her mouth with mine, and we sucked each other's saliva, our tongues intertwining.

Suddenly, I felt my mother's body convulse. Her legs, wrapped around my waist and back, tightened even more. I knew she was about to climax. Fluid from her body was seeping out from where our genitals were joined, and my abdomen began to heat up, burning like a flame. I thrust my hips violently. "Mom, I...I'm going to...cum," I whispered in her ear.

"No, no, don't cum inside...son..." My mother seemed to be struggling to breathe. Just then, her body suddenly convulsed violently, and a surge of heat gushed from deep within her vagina, washing over my penis. Immediately afterward, I felt a tingling sensation in my lower back, and a gush of hot fluid spurted from my penis almost simultaneously, pouring deep into my mother's vagina.

I quickly pulled out my penis, and a large gush of fluid sprayed out of my mother's vagina. The splashing fluid quickly soaked my body, the blankets, and the sheets. My mother's body was still convulsing violently, her legs trembling uncontrollably. The intense pleasure forced her to tightly cover her mouth, afraid of making too much noise. The fluid from my mother's lower body continued to gush out like a waterfall for a full minute before stopping. Afterward, my mother collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

"Where did you ejaculate?" After a while, my mother came to her senses from the pleasure of her orgasm.

"I..."

"You child...why...don't listen..." She suddenly sat up, only then noticing that the sheets and blankets were soaked. "How embarrassing, this child has made me..." My mother's voice became very soft, but I still heard her. "You...you go take a shower." I had no choice but to obediently take a shower. When I returned to the bedroom, I found that my mother had already quickly changed the sheets and blankets. "Go to sleep, there are activities tomorrow..." After saying that, my mother went to the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time.

"You little rascal, I told you not to ejaculate on my face, and you ejaculated quite a lot inside." After saying that, she hugged me from behind.

I don't know, I just woke up from my sleep and found that Mom had gotten up sometime earlier, and my older and younger sisters were also awake, washing up and preparing for today's trip. Just then, Mom pushed open the door and came in. My sister quickly asked, "Mom, where did you go so early?" Mom glanced at me and said, "Nothing, just took yesterday's dirty clothes to the laundry room."

[To be continued][This post was last edited by beckysc on 2012-5-19 11:36 ]

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