I slept with my mom and aunt.

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I slept with my mom and aunt.
My father passed away early, leaving only my mother and me to rely on each other. I remember I was only 12 years old when my father died, and my mother had to work two jobs every day to support us. Therefore, I was often home alone from a young age.
I remember one day when I was 15, while taking a shower, I accidentally found my mother's underwear.
Overcome with curiosity, I wanted to smell what a woman's genitals smelled like, so I picked up the underwear and brought it close to my nose. Suddenly, I found the smell incredibly pleasant, and I involuntarily stuck out my tongue and licked the secretions my mother had left behind.
My penis was already swollen to its maximum size. While licking the underwear, I masturbated.
Finally, I ejaculated! And much more than usual. Even after ejaculating, my mouth didn't stop; I practically stuffed the entire inside of the panties into my mouth, just because I couldn't bear to leave that taste.
I left the bathroom, my mouth still full of my mother's panties, and started rummaging through her closet. When I saw the traces of secretions on the small panties, my penis swelled again.
I put on my mother's panties, held another pair in my hand, and masturbated again, my mouth constantly licking her secretions. I ejaculated again, this time onto my mother's panties.
And so, I fell in love with my mother's underwear. After that, I would always wait until she finished showering before
I would bathe, just to lick her secretions off her underwear. But I wasn't satisfied with just her underwear; I realized I had fallen in love with my mother. I started spying on her while she showered and began masturbating while imagining having sex with her. When she wasn't around, I would secretly smear my semen on her clean underwear.
When she had her period, I would take her used sanitary napkins and lick them while masturbating. I was constantly obsessed with my mother's underwear and fantasies of having sex with her.
One day, as usual, I masturbated in the bathroom with my mother's underwear and ejaculated on it. Unexpectedly, because the washing machine was broken, my mother went into the bathroom to wash clothes after I finished showering.
I was so nervous; I was afraid she would find my semen on her underwear. My mother picked up each piece of clothing and started poking at it with her fingers. When she picked up the pair of underwear with my semen on it, she suddenly stopped, picked it up, and gently smelled it.
I knew my mother recognized the smell of semen. Just as I was feeling helpless and wanting to hide in my room, I saw a slight smile appear on my mother's lips, with a hint of rosy cheeks.
Soon, my mother had washed the clothes clean in just a few minutes. I sat on the sofa in the living room, trembling with fear, not daring to make a sound. After hanging the clothes to dry, my mother went into her room without saying anything.
In the following days, I stopped masturbating in the bathroom and stopped smelling my mother's underwear. But I noticed that from that day on, my mother would turn her underwear inside out and check it before washing clothes, and each time she seemed to have a hint of disappointment on her face.
After about a week, I began to notice that my mother seemed to be deliberately placing her underwear on top of the laundry.
At first, I thought it was a coincidence, but later I noticed that my mother's actions became more and more obvious, even turning her underwear upside down with the discharge on. Moreover, the color and amount of discharge seemed darker and more abundant than before. I began to suspect that my mother was trying to seduce me.
One day, when I couldn't resist peeking at my mother taking a shower again, I discovered that she was masturbating in the bathroom, wearing her underwear. Not only that, after she finished masturbating, she deliberately turned her underwear inside out and placed it on top of her change of clothes.
I finally understood my mother's intention, and from that day on, I became even bolder, picking up my mother's underwear to masturbate, and intentionally ejaculating on her underwear. After ejaculating, I would deliberately turn the semen-stained side outwards, placing it on top as a way of repaying my mother for the secretions she left me.
Later, I learned that my mother had also come to love my semen and would even use it to masturbate. Although, on a spiritual level, our relationship had transcended that of mother and son, we had not actually had a physical relationship.
In this way, my mother and I enjoyed our spiritual incest for about half a year.
Until one day, during my summer vacation, in the evening, as usual, I waited until my mother had finished showering and gone into the bathroom. Just as I was about to pick up my mother's underwear, I was shocked to find a note on a basket. I opened it, and it read:
"Xiao Yi, come to Mom's room tonight!"
I was overjoyed. I knew what was going to happen tonight; my long-cherished wish was finally about to come true. To prepare for my union with my beloved mother, I took a particularly vigorous shower.
That evening, before 10 pm, Mom went into her room. I eagerly turned off the living room light and waited about 10 minutes before gently knocking twice on Mom's door.
"Come in," she said.
When I entered the room, it was pitch black; I couldn't see anything.
I quietly walked to Mom's bedside, unsure what to say. Mom, being more experienced, spoke first: "Sit down."
So I sat on the bed. We remained silent for a while. By now, my pupils had adjusted to the darkness, so I could clearly see my mother's figure. I could make out that she was wearing a thin nightgown, but I couldn't tell if she was wearing underwear.
"Xiao Yi, do you know why Mom asked you to come to my room?"
"No," I pretended to be confused.
"Then I'll be frank! Your father has been gone for so many years, and your mother has worked so hard to raise you. Her youth is long gone. I was surprised and happy about what you did in the bathroom recently. Over the years, I've been busy with work and have long forgotten about sex. Although I sometimes have physical needs, I've suppressed them with willpower. It wasn't until recently, when I smelled your semen on my underwear and thought about our incestuous relationship, that I became interested in sex again. I guess you're still a virgin, right?"
I nodded shyly.
"It's okay, I haven't had one in all these years, so I'm pretty much the same as you," Mom said with a smile.
"Today, Mom wants you to experience true womanhood. What do you think?"
I nodded excitedly. Mom smiled too.
"Okay, come on." Mom lay down. I eagerly pounced on Mom's body, my hands groping her incessantly. My inexperience seemed to hurt Mom; she suddenly reached out to stop me, saying,
"Xiao Yi, you have to be gentle with women. Sigh, never mind, let me teach you!"
So Mom grabbed my hand and gently placed it on her vulva. She opened her legs and gently inserted my fingers into her vagina. By then, I noticed that Mom was already incredibly wet.
The feeling when my fingers first entered Mom's vagina was very peculiar. That slippery, warm feeling was something I had never experienced before.
As my fingers slowly slid inside my mother's vagina, she began to moan softly. At first, it was soft, but then her breathing became more rapid, and the moans grew louder.
Suddenly, I felt a large amount of vaginal fluid flow from my mother's vagina, and her body tensed up. I knew my mother had reached her first orgasm.
A moment later, my mother spoke:
"Xiao Yi, thank you. This is my first orgasm in decades. Now it's my turn to help you."
With that, Mom suddenly took my penis into her mouth and began gently sliding it up and down. I couldn't help but let out a cry, because it was a feeling I had never experienced before, and the person giving me oral sex was my own mother. The excitement and stimulation were unlike anything I had ever felt in my life.
Perhaps because of my inexperience, I ejaculated in less than five minutes, and it was in Mom's mouth. At the moment I ejaculated, my heart was pounding; I was afraid Mom would scold me.
"I'm sorry, Mom! It felt so good that I couldn't pull out in time."
Unexpectedly, Mom didn't scold me; instead, she swallowed all my semen and said,
"Silly child, you came from Mom's belly, so your thing is like mine. How could I dislike it!"
After saying that, Mom took my penis into her mouth again and continued giving me oral sex. Because I had already ejaculated once, my penis was soft, but Mom licked and sucked it even harder than before.
Soon, my penis became erect again, and as it gradually hardened in Mom's mouth, I saw a faint smile appear on her lips.
"Good boy, you're a young man indeed. Come on, let's unite as mother and son!"
With that, Mom spread her legs, grasped my penis with her hand, and began to stroke it as she slid it towards her vagina.
Finally, my penis entered the vagina of my long-desired mother. The feeling was so warm and so familiar. When I thought of how I had emerged from my mother's vagina more than ten years ago, and now I was united with my own mother, my sexual desire reached its peak.
I thrust my penis incessantly, and Mom moved her hips slowly in rhythm with my movements, her mouth emitting waves of moans that made me dizzy.
I couldn't help but kiss my mother's lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth. We both reached climax again during our passionate kiss. This time, I ejaculated much more than the first time.
After ejaculating, I didn't stop. I immediately moved my tongue to my mother's vulva, using it to clean her. I swallowed all the fluid flowing from her vagina, unable to distinguish between her vaginal fluid and my semen.
Soon, my mother began to moan again, gesturing for me to bring my penis to her mouth. And so we began 69 oral sex again. We both performed with great effort, striving to give our beloved a more pleasurable experience.
And so, we continued to lick each other's genitals, simply because they belonged to the person we loved most. Finally, I ejaculated again. But my tongue didn't stop with my orgasm; it wasn't until my mother reached another climax that I reluctantly pulled away from her genitals.
We looked at each other and couldn't help but start kissing passionately.
"Mom, I love you!"
"Xiao Yi, Mom loves you too!"
And so, we embraced and slept until dawn.
After a night of passionate love, my mother and I naturally changed our roles at home. We were no longer like the mother and son we used to be; instead, we were more like a couple, a couple with a 22-year age gap.
During the following summer vacation, I slept with my mother almost every day, enjoying the pleasures of incest. When my mother was at work, I would masturbate with the underwear she had specially left for me until she came home from work. Three years passed quickly like this.
That was the summer I failed my university entrance exam. Because of the failure, I had to stay at home temporarily.
One day, while I was at home masturbating with my mother's underwear, the doorbell suddenly rang loudly. Reluctantly, I put down my mother's underwear, put on a pair of shorts, and ran to answer the door. I looked out the door and saw a woman with a fantastic figure standing outside. I felt like I recognized her, but I wasn't quite sure. I opened the door and asked,
"Who are you looking for?"
"Xiao Yi, it's me, Aunt Xiao Juan! Don't you recognize me? Look how grown up you've become!"
It was then that I suddenly remembered my mother had a younger sister named Xiao Juan, about five or six years younger than her, who had apparently married and moved to America a long time ago, probably when I was eight or nine.
"Ah! Hello, Aunt Xiao Juan, it's been so long! Please come in!"
I said, opening the door and helping her with her luggage. Suddenly, I realized I'd forgotten to put my mother's underwear away, and my heart pounded with anxiety. When Aunt Xiao Juan entered the living room, her eyes seemed to notice the women's underwear and toilet paper on the sofa, but she pretended not to see them.
While she wasn't looking, I tucked my underwear away and said,
"Auntie, please sit down. Mom's still at work and won't be back until tonight. Would you like something cold?"
"Sure!" she replied as she sat down.
"Auntie, weren't you in America? What brought you here?" I asked.
The auntie seemed hesitant in her answer, saying,
"Well… it's been too long since I've been back to Taiwan, and I haven't seen my sister since my brother-in-law passed away. I don't know how she's doing, so I took some time to visit."
"Oh, by the way, should I call Mom and tell her you're in Taiwan? And where are you staying for the next few days?"
I asked this because I was concerned about her, and also worried that it might affect my sex life with my mother. Her answer, however, was disappointing.
"Xiao Yi, Auntie might be keeping you company for a while."
"That's great! We have plenty of rooms, you can stay with us." I pretended to be happy, but I was actually very sad.
"Xiao Yi, could you call your mom for me?"
I dialed my mom's company number and told her that Aunt Xiao Juan was coming to Taiwan. She didn't seem like me; I could tell from her tone that she was genuinely happy to see her sister.
After handing the phone to Auntie, I went into the bathroom to take a shower and tidy up my mom's underwear.
About five minutes later, while I was enjoying my shower, I seemed to hear Auntie crying. It sounded like she was complaining to my mom. I also seemed to hear words like "heartless" and "cheating on other women." When I came out of the shower, I found that Auntie's eyes were red from crying.
When she saw me come out of the bathroom, she told my mother, "Let's talk tonight," and then hung up the phone and went into the bathroom. I guessed that Auntie's marriage might be in trouble, but I was too embarrassed to ask.
After Auntie came out of the bathroom, she didn't show any sadness anymore. Instead, she started chatting with me about America.
Perhaps because Auntie had lived abroad for many years, her speech and behavior didn't seem like that of someone in their thirties at all, and she dressed like a young woman in her twenties. When she laughed heartily, I seemed to see a shadow of my mother. To be honest, they do look quite alike, only my mother looks a bit older.
Before I knew it, it was already 6:30. When Mom came home from work and we finished dinner, the two of them went into their room, closed the door, and started chatting. Although I was sad that I couldn't sleep with Mom, seeing her so happy made me feel content.
Later, when Auntie wasn't around, Mom told me about Auntie's life in America.
It turns out that my aunt married a Chinese American man who was a university lecturer. Although they appeared happy on the surface, my aunt faced considerable pressure from her husband's family because she couldn't conceive. Recently, she discovered her husband was having an affair with a female student at the university where he taught, and that the student was pregnant with her child.
When his family found out, they not only refused to support her but also pressured her to divorce him. So, with the condition that his family would provide substantial alimony, my aunt divorced him. She then returned to Taiwan to live with her only relative, my mother.
And so, besides my mother and me, an aunt joined us in our household. Therefore, my mother-daughter/wife relationship with my mother had to be temporarily suspended.
For a while, I relied on the underwear my mother had left me as a form of comfort. The only consolation was that my mother and I could still secretly caress or perform oral sex on each other while the aunt was showering, but we couldn't truly enjoy intercourse.
After about half a month, I gradually adapted to having another woman in the house.
July and August in Taiwan are incredibly hot. Even with the air conditioning on, the heat couldn't be completely dispelled. Perhaps because Aunt Xiaojuan hadn't lived in Taiwan for so long, she couldn't tolerate the heat even more than I could. Therefore, she started wearing less and less clothing at home.
At first, she would at least wear shorts and a t-shirt at home. Later, perhaps because she no longer considered me a stranger, she simply wore pajamas around the house, sometimes even without a bra.
I don't know if my aunt was a natural beauty or because she had lived abroad for many years, but her figure was truly amazing. Sometimes I would deliberately sneak peeks at her breasts under her neckline or her underwear under her skirt while she was cleaning, which gave me a different kind of forbidden pleasure.
One noon, my aunt and I went to the nearby convenience store to buy groceries. On the way back, it suddenly started pouring rain. My aunt and I were sheltering under the eaves, but the rain showed no sign of stopping.
Since the convenience store wasn't far from home, I suggested that my aunt and I brave the rain to walk home together, which would also help us cool off. Auntie, like a child, excitedly agreed.
So we both dashed home. When we got home, as you can imagine, we were both soaked to the bone.
Then, I suddenly realized that Auntie wasn't wearing a bra, and through her wet t-shirt, her beautiful breasts were fully visible.
I was stunned. Auntie seemed to notice me staring at her breasts, and after lightly covering her upper body with her hands, she said, "Okay, I'll go change first. Can you take these groceries to the kitchen for me?"
With that, she went back to her room.
I picked up the groceries and went into the kitchen, my mind still replaying the image of Auntie's breasts accentuated by her wet clothes. Without realizing it, my penis became erect. Then I suddenly realized that Auntie's bedroom door wasn't closed properly.
So I tiptoed to her door and peeked through the crack. I saw her changing clothes inside, and for the first time, her beautiful body was completely naked before me, though only her back.
When she was almost finished changing, I immediately went back to my room. I couldn't resist grabbing my penis and stroking it up and down until I ejaculated.
From that day on, whenever my mother wasn't home, I would sneak a peek at my aunt showering, and sometimes I would use her underwear from the bathroom to masturbate, just like I used to use my mother's underwear. I had fallen in love with her.
About a month passed like this. My aunt had found a job at a translation agency. Although her alimony was enough for her to live the life of a pampered housewife for the rest of her life, she chose to continue working because she was only in her thirties.
Since the work hours at the translation agency weren't as fixed as those of a regular company, my mother and I were able to enjoy incestuous sex again when my aunt was still at work or not around.
Time passed quickly, and the end of the year arrived. One day, my aunt told us that her company was holding an annual party, so she might be back very late that night, and that we didn't need to wait for her for dinner. This was another great opportunity for my mother and me to be affectionate.
That day, I specially prepared a candlelight dinner for my mother to enjoy. After we finished using the bathroom, we naturally went in together for a romantic bath.
When we returned to the room to freshen up, the lights were off. It was just like the first time my mother and I made love. I held my mother and gently placed her on the bed. I removed the towel wrapped around her, and her body was once again completely naked in the darkness.
I began to lick every inch of her skin from head to toe. She exuded a fragrance, not the smell of perfume, but her natural body odor. After licking one spot, I began to focus my attack on her genitals.
I spread her thighs and gently parted her labia with my hands, initially touching that pink sacred place with the tip of my tongue. Slowly, I plunged my tongue deep into my mother's vagina, absorbing her vaginal fluids. It tasted fragrant and sweet because it came from my own mother.
My mother was moaning incessantly, seemingly unconscious, and kept saying things like "So good, so good." I slowly brought my penis to her mouth, and she took it in without hesitation, sucking on it and making sounds like "Mmm, delicious."
We've been doing this 69 position oral sex for years, and we've developed techniques and a tacit understanding that make each other feel the most comfortable. At this moment, I reluctantly pulled my penis out of my mother's mouth and, facing her vaginal opening, slowly inserted it into her already incredibly wet vagina.
My mother cried out, "Ah! Xiao Yi, hurry! Mom can't wait any longer!"
I ignored her urging and continued thrusting at my own pace and frequency. This time, my mother's cries grew louder, almost to the point of hysteria.
"Oh, Xiao Yi, please, deeper, harder! Oh! Yes! Again! Give it to me!"
My mother's moans fueled my excitement, and I gradually increased my speed, my mouth involuntarily uttering sounds as well. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I suddenly heard the door open, and the living room light blazed on. My mother and I were both startled, because it was Aunt Xiao Juan who had turned on the light in the living room.
She froze when she saw my mother and me naked on the bed. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. It wasn't because she was seeing a man and woman having sex, but because she was seeing her sister and her sister's biological son making love.
She asked softly, "What...what are you doing?"
My mother and I didn't answer. Then, my aunt raised her voice slightly and asked again,
"Sister, do you know what you're doing?"
"Xiaojuan, I'll explain everything to you," my mother finally spoke.
At this moment, I noticed that my aunt's face was as red as an apple; I knew she had been drinking.
I slowly pulled my penis out of my mother's vagina, and then I saw a strange expression appear on my aunt's face. Her eyes were fixed on my erect penis, her mouth slightly agape.
I realized she seemed very envious of its size.
"Xiao Yi, go back to your room first. Mom needs to talk to Auntie."

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