First encounter with bald cunt

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I remember that sweltering summer, I was probably around ten years old. My brother had gone to the small bridge at the village entrance early to claim a spot to sleep. Because I prefer warmth and dislike the cold, my mother told me to go outside to sleep in the cooler air, but I refused. My sister slept in another bed. My father had to stay overnight elsewhere because he was away on business. So, I was the only boy left at home, but at the time, I didn't have any other thoughts about sex. I went to sleep early in the bed where my parents slept.
In the middle of the night, I don't know why, I suddenly woke up. Just as I was about to stretch my arm, I felt my hand on something soft and warm. I immediately became alert, moved my hand, and realized that I was touching my mother's vagina. Because it's been so long, I can't remember if my mother was wearing underwear or not. Thinking back, my first thought was that she was wearing underwear, and my hand easily slipped inside her underwear. My heart was pounding. Although I had known for a long time that a vagina was a woman's private area, this was the first time I had ever touched an adult's vagina. I first covered my mother's vagina with my hand... Huh? How can a woman's vulva grow hair? I used to think that all vulvas were hairless because I saw other little girls with completely bare genitals, even though I was over ten years old at the time. I'd only ever seen hair on men's penises, so maybe I wasn't very sexually aware early on, even though I'm quite intelligent. (I can remember things from when I was very young.) Although I learned through experience that women's vulvas can grow hair, I noticed that my mother's vulva had very little hair, just a sparse amount on the top.
Then, I ran my hand down my mother's vulva... wait, why is it sticky? Never mind that, I continued to examine the outline of my mother's vulva with my hands. The vulva was round and plump, with a narrow groove in the middle. Inside the groove, two fleshy labia majora were glistening with sticky vaginal fluid. When I pinched the labia majora, I could clearly feel my mother's vulva opening and closing elastically. When I rubbed the labia majora up and down, I could feel them sliding up and down in a controlled manner. Now that I think about it, my mother's vulva must have been a "steamed bun" vulva. Because my mother's vulva was already very wet when I started touching it, I couldn't recall any fragments of memory about whether the vaginal fluid increased during the touching process. Did my mother wet her vulva herself, which woke me up? I can say with certainty now that it definitely was. But at the time, I didn't have that ability to judge. However, I began to suspect that my mother was faking sleep. This suspicion arose after I had been touching her for a long time. Before that, I had somehow figured out where her clitoris was using my fingers. Now you know how clever I am! I played with her clitoris for a long time, pinching it like a bean. During that time, I even inserted my fingers into her vaginal opening several times, deeper and deeper each time. I even took my fingers out and smelled them, seemingly unable to contain my curiosity. I even tasted her vaginal fluid on my tongue; it was probably a bit salty and alkaline, but I can't remember exactly.
Later, despite all this touching, my mother still showed no signs of waking up. That's when I started to suspect she was faking sleep. I even deliberately pulled on her pubic hair several times, hoping to wake her up so I could have sex with her (we call having sex with a vagina "having sex with a dick"). But she just wouldn't wake up. Eventually, I got sleepy and fell asleep myself. Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was. I never imagined I'd use that idiom again. Now I think maybe I was a good kid back then; I wouldn't mess with things without an adult's permission, including having sex with my mother.
Postscript: Analysis and reconstruction of the events. My mother was in her early thirties then, a time of intense sexual desire, possibly during her premenstrual period. While I was asleep, my penis would often become hard overnight. When my mother was rubbing her vagina until it became uncomfortable, she would place her vagina next to my hand, put my hand on it, and then suddenly wake me up. Our sleeping positions must have been like this: when I woke up, I was in the middle of the bed, towards the back, with my head quite far from the headboard. My mother, on the other hand, was sleeping in a small space between me and the wall, with plenty of space to my left. And when I woke up, I found my hand right where her vagina was. Now I think about it, my mother must have been sleeping against the cabinet at the other end of the bed. Also, based on our experience as married women, when I woke up, my mom's genitals were wet. She must have been touching them and it was uncomfortable, which is why she woke me up and made me touch them for her. What a cunning genital! No wonder my brother said she was one of the two worst women in our village.
The explanation for the "bald genitals": Obviously, my mom has very little hair on her genitals. I've touched it myself to say this, and there are other things that corroborate this. I remember several times during the day when there were few people around, when my mom was bathing outside our house in the yard, she called me several times to get her some salt. Although I felt a little dizzy every time I handed her the salt, I still stared intently at her private parts. But when my mom sat there with her legs pressed together, I couldn't see any dark hair at all; I only saw her white belly and white thighs, not to mention her big white buttocks. So before I touched my mom's vagina, I always thought women didn't grow pubic hair. Also, I liked pubic hairless vaginas; as mentioned in the article "Bare Vagina," a pubic vagina with little hair is definitely a "steamed bun" vagina. My mom's vagina was a "steamed bun" vagina. Later, after growing up and seeing my wife's vagina, my sister-in-law's vagina, and other girls' vaginas, and through recollection, comparison, and reconstruction, I realized that none of their vaginas were as beautiful as my mom's. This is why I was so furious after learning about my mom's shameful
secret. Another reason I liked to call my mom "bald vagina" was because my mom had a childhood trauma. I even called her "bald vagina" during arguments, and sometimes she would directly call my mom "bald vagina." I knew she was referring to my mom's head, but she had no idea that my mom's vagina was actually bald.
When I first learned that my sister-in-law called my mother a "bald cunt," I even slapped her in the face. That was when I was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Then later, it was revealed that my mother had cheated on me, had my sister, and gave her to that man to be raised as his daughter. After that, I really liked calling my mother a "bald cunt" in my mind. I don't know why. Does anyone know the reason? Please tell me, okay? Okay, that's the end of the story about the "bald cunt." Welcome everyone to discuss this with me.

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