[Urban] My Mother, Still Charming Even in Her Middle Ages (Complete) - 28-30

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(V)

The wonderful days passed by in a flash. Several months went by in a flash, and the extraordinary year of 1972 arrived in Chinese history. That year, I turned 16.

In 1972, Vice Chairman Lin fell from power. The husband of Teacher Biru, who had criticized Vice Chairman Lin, was exonerated and returned to work in the Beijing Military Region. Teacher Biru was also exonerated and could return to Beijing to reunite with her family.

The day before she was to leave, she suddenly suggested that she come to see my father. I think she probably wanted to take me with her to Beijing because she often said that I was a smart child and would have a bright future.

So I happily brought her home.

My father was very happy to see Teacher Biru. His legs were weak, and he had been bedridden for more than two years. He often heard me talk about Teacher Biru, so he also wanted to meet her.

When he saw Teacher Biru, I could feel the light radiating from his eyes, a light I had never seen before. After all, he had lived in a small mountain village all his life and had never seen a woman as mature and beautiful as Teacher Biru.

I even suddenly felt a little sorry for him; after all, my mother died before I was old enough to understand.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Teacher Biru expressed her intention to take me to Beijing for further studies. I was overjoyed; I was sure my father wouldn't object.

My father thought for a moment, then suddenly said to me, "Xiaoming, go out for a bit. I have something I want to discuss with your teacher."

I nodded and left, closing the door behind me. I wondered what my father wanted to say to the teacher. Was it something I couldn't even know? Driven by curiosity, I couldn't resist turning back. There was a small crack in the wooden door to my father's room; I could see and hear what was happening inside.

My father glanced at the doorway, assuming I had left, and then began to speak.

"Teacher Fang, to tell you the truth, Xiaoming isn't my biological child." This statement surprised not only me but also Teacher Biru.

"Is...is it true? Does Xiaoming know?" Teacher Biru asked hurriedly.

"Sigh, Xiaoming doesn't know. I haven't dared to tell him, and I don't know how to tell him. But I can't keep quiet. Look at my health, what if one day...sigh, I don't want to keep this secret forever. Teacher Fang, you're educated, and in this small village, you're the only one I trust. Since you're determined to take Xiaoming to Beijing, that's his good fortune, and I won't object. I'll take care of myself, so I've decided to tell you. If one day I can't take it anymore, I want you to tell Xiaoming then. I really don't want to tell him directly."

"Xiaoming's dad, please don't say that. Tell us first, and we'll think of a solution," Teacher Biru said.

I saw my father cough a few times, and he seemed to be deep in thought. My heart inexplicably skipped a beat. I knew that a secret about me was about to be revealed by my father.

“Teacher Fang, I, Niu Guomin, am not a native of the South. My hometown used to be in northern Shaanxi, an old revolutionary base area, you must know that.”

Teacher Biru nodded, and Dad continued, “That year must have been 1956. At that time, I was still in the countryside of northern Shaanxi, a bachelor. One day, after a huge sandstorm, I went into the mountains to herd sheep and saw a female People's Liberation Army soldier who was injured and carrying a baby in her arms, so I rescued her.”

As Dad was saying this, I noticed that Teacher Biru seemed to be getting excited. She suddenly interrupted Dad and said in a trembling voice, “Is the female People's Liberation Army soldier you mentioned someone of medium height with a mole on the corner of her mouth, named Yu Hong?”

“Yes, you… Teacher Fang, how did you know?”

“Old Niu, go on.”

Teacher Biru’s expression was very excited at this moment, as if she was about to cry.

My heart was also pounding, as if I had a premonition.

“I rescued her then and took her home. With the help of the villagers, we managed to revive her. She was probably swept to our village by a strong wind from somewhere else, and she suffered a head injury, so she was a little disoriented. When we asked her which unit she was from, she couldn't say. She only knew that her name was Yu Hong. So

I had no choice but to take her in, and also the baby, who is now Xiaoming. Later, I married that female People's Liberation Army soldier, but only a few months after the marriage, her brain disease relapsed, and she passed away.” “

I’m not Dad’s son?! This… how is that possible? I… he raised me for more than ten years, and he didn’t even tell me. Why is that? ”

I suppressed my emotions and continued listening.

“Did that baby have a green jade around his neck?” This time it was Teacher Biru who asked.

“Yes, Teacher Fang, how… how did you know? Look, it’s this one.” Dad said, taking a small object from under his pillow and handing it to Teacher Biru.

Teacher Biru took the item, and tears immediately streamed down her face. "Teacher Fang... Teacher Fang, what's wrong?"

"I... Waaah... I don't know what to say. I... Lao Niu, let me tell you, I really didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. Actually, Xiaoming... he's my child!"

My father and I, standing outside, were both stunned. I couldn't believe my ears. Impossible, this couldn't be!

"Teacher Fang... Teacher Fang, don't cry. Tell me, what... what exactly happened?"

Teacher Biru wiped away her tears and composed herself. He said, “That year, the country was building military bases in the Northwest, the Third Front project. My family… Xiaoming’s biological father, who was a division commander in the Production and Construction Corps at the time, and I were ordered to go to northern Shaanxi. I had just given birth to Xiaoming then. One day, when we were camping in the field, we encountered a sandstorm. I handed Xiaoming to a female guard who was holding him, and helped the soldiers protect the equipment. We didn’t know how strong the storm was at the time, and we thought we would be fine in a moment. Unexpectedly, a huge gust of wind came, and several soldiers around me were blown away, including that female guard and Xiaoming. I never thought they would be blown into your village… Later, we sent people to search everywhere, but because of the harsh conditions, we couldn’t find them. The country’s mission was urgent, so we had to leave with a heavy heart. Later, because we were stationed at the atomic bomb base, we couldn’t contact the outside world, so it was difficult to search anymore. A few years ago, after we returned to Beijing, we also went to northern Shaanxi to look for them. I never expected you to come to the south.”

"Alas, God really plays tricks on people!"

Dad said. "After Yu Hong died, the base in northern Shaanxi was built, and the villagers in our vicinity secretly moved to various places, so no news was left behind." "

I see, God really plays tricks on people. Fortunately, I didn't expect to run into you here. It's really..."

Teacher Biru said, and couldn't help but cry again. I sat alone outside, my mind blank, not knowing what I was thinking. I just sat there blankly.

“Teacher Fang, since that’s the case, let’s call Xiaoming in and tell him, so he can be happy too. It turns out he’s the son of a general! No wonder he’s so smart.”

“Okay, I forgot!”

Teacher Biru said, standing up. I was at a loss for what to do when I saw Teacher Biru suddenly stop, as if she had thought of something. “This… I’d better tell him later, I…

I’m afraid he can’t accept it all at once… I…”

Teacher Biru said, sitting back down in her chair, seemingly troubled. I suddenly realized something, snapping out of my daze. A surge of emotion rushed to my head. Oh my god, she… she’s my biological mother! Impossible, this… this can’t be! We already…

“Well… Teacher Fang, I’m entrusting Xiaoming to you. Please take him to Beijing. For the past ten years or so, I… sigh, as long as he becomes successful in the future, please remember to invite him to visit me. In my life, I, Niu Guomin, have adopted the son of a general, and I am content.”

Teacher Biru walked up to the father and said, “Old Niu, thank you so much for taking care of Xiaoming all these years. I am deeply grateful and don’t know what to say. You see, just tell me what you need. As long as it’s within my power, I will definitely do it for you. Otherwise, I can have my husband, Lao Wang, take care of it when I get back to Beijing. Just tell me.”

The father listened and remained silent for a long time.

“Old Niu, you…”

“Teacher Fang, I’m not afraid you’ll blame me for saying this, but this wish of mine…”

“Old Niu, just say it, it’s alright, I won’t blame you.”

Dad was silent for a while, then finally said, “I know that I, Niu Guomin, have reached this point, and I have nothing left to hope for. I just hope that after I die, I can reunite with my wife in the underworld. She died not long after we got married, and I’m so sorry to her… I… actually, we haven’t… haven’t… you… Teacher Fang…

you know.”

I was stunned. I saw Teacher Biru nod, her face flushed.

"She wasn't feeling well at the time, and I didn't force her. I never imagined she'd leave us so soon. People in our hometown say that if someone dies still a virgin, they'll be a bachelor for life, never seeing their family again. I...

I, Lao Niu, still want to see my wife, I still want to see my parents. I don't want to die as a lonely ghost... I...

Waaah..."

My father, overcome with emotion, burst into tears. This was the first time I'd ever seen him cry. Knowing we'd be separated in a few days, after all, being father and son for over a decade, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loss.

"Teacher Fang,"

my father said, wiping away a tear, "Teacher Fang, don't mind me. We country folk say what we mean. Now that I've said it, I feel better. Don't take it to heart." "

Lao Niu, I understand. Nobody wants to be alone forever."

The two of them suddenly fell silent. I only saw Teacher Biru nervously rubbing her hands, as if she were making a huge decision.

“Teacher Fang,”

Dad spoke first, “It’s getting late, you should go back. Go outside and explain things to Xiaoming. I think he’ll be very happy.”

Teacher Biru responded and instinctively stood up. I was startled, wondering if I should hide to escape this sudden reality, when I saw Teacher Biru suddenly turn around and say to Dad, “Old Niu, I…

I’ve thought about it. I’ve been through this before. I… as long as you don’t mind me, I… I’ll give it to you tonight, so you can have peace of mind in your next life.”

In an instant, Dad was stunned, and I was stunned too, standing outside the door. I never would have imagined Teacher Biru would do this.

“No, no, Teacher Fang, you can’t do this. I’m just speaking my mind. I don’t want anything else. You can’t do this. I, Niu Guomin, am just a farmer. I don’t deserve this from you. You can’t…”

Teacher Biru said calmly, “Old Niu, I sincerely want to help you. Xiaoming has been taken care of by you for so many years. I… as a mother, I have no way to repay you, so I can only…”

As Teacher Biru spoke, she walked to Dad’s bedside and sat down on the edge of the bed.

I felt a surge of heat in my head, and I was about to rush in, but the instant I lifted my foot, I saw my father's thin and aged face. I froze. What a simple and honest man he was! He was just speaking his mind without any pretense. What could I do?

He was my father! I was so conflicted. I felt sorry for my father lying in the hospital bed, but I was also jealous of what was about to happen. What should I do? My mind was blank.

"Teacher Fang, you can't do this!"

My father's voice choked with emotion.

Teacher Biru took my father's hand.

"Old Niu, don't say anymore. I've made up my mind. Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. Heaven will approve of what I'm doing."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and calmly unbuttoned her shirt. I watched as she naturally took off her clothes, naturally unhooked her bra, and two full breasts sprang out, standing proudly before my father's eyes.

The white skin, the rosy nipples.

I felt as if she had transformed into a goddess. Suddenly, I understood—perhaps this was the greatness of women, perhaps this was the greatness of Teacher Biru.

My father's Adam's apple bobbed, his hands trembled, instinctively rising to his feet, but then froze in mid-air, afraid to move. He perhaps didn't want to defile this beautiful teacher, but his eyes were fixed on Teacher Biru's beautiful breasts, unsure what to do.

Teacher Biru bit her lip, gently taking my father's hands and pressing them to her breasts, kneading them.

"Teacher Fang..."

My father tried to pull his hands away, but when he touched Teacher Biru's smooth skin, he couldn't resist pressing them down. Under Teacher Biru's guidance, his hands kneaded and kneaded, caressing her breasts like dough. After a while, my father finally whimpered, burying his head in Teacher Biru's full breasts,

greedily sucking.

I stared blankly as the two of them sat half-upright on the bed, embracing each other. I felt a physical change within me; I tried my best to suppress my desire, but it burned fiercely within me.

I heard the breathing in the room grow heavier. Teacher Biru gently pushed my father away, stood up, and unbuckled her belt. She bent her legs and pulled her pants down, then without hesitation removed the last piece of clothing—her pink underwear!

My father froze, like a statue, his eyes gleaming with a strange light, fixed on Teacher Biru's crotch. This poor man—this was probably the first time he had ever seen a woman's private parts. Teacher Biru went over

to the bed, and only then did my father come to his senses. He hurriedly and frantically took off his clothes and underwear.

He was very thin and dark-skinned; you could see his ribs. This poor old man!

His entire body resembled an old tree trunk, a stark contrast to Teacher Biru's full and fair skin. His penis was erect, veins bulging, like a branch.

Teacher Biru sat on my father's lap and whispered, "Old Niu, you're not feeling well, let me do it!"

My father lay down as instructed. Teacher Biru supported his penis with her hand, then sat down, positioning the glans against her vaginal opening. She bit her lip and slowly twisted her waist, guiding my father's penis step by step into her vagina. I watched as she clenched her teeth, knowing it must have hurt a little.

Because they hadn't engaged in any foreplay, their penises were probably still quite dry. When the glans entered Teacher Biru's vagina, my father cried out excitedly, his forehead veins bulging, his face flushed.

Teacher Biru, holding my father's penis, twisted and turned, until the old tree root-like penis slowly slid into her vagina until it was completely inside.

Teacher Biru let out a long sigh of relief, collapsing wearily onto her father.

At that moment, the old man lying in bed suddenly seemed to find strength in no time. He wrapped his arms around Teacher Biru, let out a dry howl, and in a flash, he flipped over and pounced on her, pinning her beneath him. His movements were as agile as a deer!

“Ah, old man, be gentle, be careful. Ah… ah…”

Teacher Biru couldn’t help but groan, but the old man couldn’t care less. His life suddenly burst forth with vitality. He was like a different person, full of strength. He moved quickly, instinctively thrusting forcefully.

“Ah… ah…”

Teacher Biru beneath him groaned in pain.

“Gently… ah… no… gently… ah…”

Father’s breathing became more and more rapid, and his thrusts became faster and faster. Teacher Biru’s vagina began to produce lustful fluid, and her voice gradually softened. I saw her gritting her teeth, twisting her body to match Father’s movements. This old man seemed to have inexhaustible energy, never resting for a moment, like a strong bull, tirelessly cultivating the land beneath him.

Sweat covered their entire bodies, Father’s skin glistening with silver, and beads of sweat even flowed down his arms onto Teacher Biru’s breasts.

The fire within me burned fiercely, and I involuntarily reached for my underwear, grasping my hard penis. I began to rub it up and down in rhythm with my father's movements on the bed, imagining myself on top of Teacher Biru. Waves of pleasure coursed through my body.

Suddenly, my father began to move violently, making strange, indistinct noises. I knew he was going to die. Sure enough, after a dozen more thrusts, he suddenly cried out, his upper body stiffening, his lower body pressing forcefully against Teacher Biru, motionless for several seconds, before collapsing like a mountain.

My hand quickened its pace, and finally, I climaxed, forcefully ejaculating onto the wooden door.

The entire room fell silent, broken only by heavy breathing…

Soon, Teacher Biru sat up and began to dress. My father remained silently on the bed, watching her, saying nothing. Once Teacher Biru was dressed, my father suddenly burst into tears—his second cry of the day.

“Teacher Fang, I, Niu Guomin, will remember you for the rest of my life.”

“Old Niu, don’t say that! Hurry up and tidy yourself up, I don’t want Xiaoming to see this.”

I felt completely drained. Too much had happened today; I couldn’t bear it anymore. I couldn’t control myself and collapsed to the ground.

“Ah!”

The people inside gasped. They hadn’t expected me to be outside. Teacher Biru rushed over, opened the wooden door, and saw me slumped on the ground.

She looked at me, her eyes instantly welling with tears. Her expression was complex; I couldn’t understand it at all. I just stared blankly at her, my mind a complete blank.

Her lips moved a few times, as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t. We stared at each other for a long time before she finally took a step forward and came to me.

Her tears streamed down her face. She hugged me tightly, choking back sobs, “Xiaoming, my child, my poor child…”

“Child?!”

A chill ran through me. Child? I… She is my biological mother… My beloved Teacher Biru, she is my biological mother?! No

, no, no, this isn't real. She's my teacher, Biru, not my mother. I can't accept it, I can't accept it! I broke free from her embrace and turned to run.

"Xiaoming, don't run, listen to me... Xiaoming!"

Teacher Biru chased after me, but I ignored her. I just kept running forward, though I didn't know where I was going.

Why? Why? Why is she my mother? I don't believe it. I don't want her to be my mother, I just want my teacher, Biru! I ran frantically through the darkness, the shadows of the trees flashing past me. Far behind, I could still hear Teacher Biru's calls.

I ran and ran until I reached the riverbank. There was no more path. Without thinking, I plunged into the river. The icy water swallowed me instantly...

I soaked in the water for a long time, my body shivering from the cold. Finally, I staggered to the shore.

As soon as I got ashore, I saw her—Teacher Biru, or rather, my mother. She was standing on the grass by the shore. When she saw me, she ran over happily and hugged me tightly, just like a mother hugging her child.

Leaning against her, I suddenly felt a warm feeling. "Xiaoming, my child, don't be like this. I'm so sorry for all the suffering you've endured these years. I feel so sorry for you, my poor child. I felt an instant connection with you from the first day I saw you. I never imagined you would be my son. I'm so happy, really. In a few days, I'll take you back to Beijing. I want to take you to see your father. We'll cherish you properly."

"No, I don't believe it!"

I cried anxiously. "Teacher, I don't want you to be my mother. I want you to be my teacher. I love you!"

"Don't be like this, silly child. I really am your mother. Don't cry," Teacher Biru gently comforted me.

Suddenly overcome by impulse, I shoved Ms. Biru onto the grass. I pounced on her, frantically tearing at her clothes. "No, you're not my mother, you're Ms. Biru!" I screamed, pulling hard on her shirt.

"Don't do this, Xiaoming, no! Listen to me, I really am your mother. You must have heard it just now. If you don't believe me, go back and ask your father, Xiaoming!"

Ms. Biru struggled, desperately trying to stop my hands, but I still managed to grab her collar. I pulled down hard, tearing her shirt.

"No, Xiaoming, I'm your mother, you can't do this!" Ms. Biru cried out in distress.

"But, we've already done this!!!"

I yelled back. She froze, her hands frozen in place. I took the opportunity to rip off her shirt, revealing her white abdomen. Before she could react, I had already ripped off her bra, revealing her full breasts.

"No!"

She immediately covered her chest with her hands.

"Xiaoming, I...we can't go on like this!"

"I don't care, teacher, I love you, I want you, I want you now!"

I don't know what came over me, I just lost control. In my heart, I had already accepted her as my mother, but lust still overcame reason. I desperately wanted her, wanted to vent all the frustration I had experienced that day, I wanted to possess her madly, my teacher Biru, my mother!

I roughly grabbed her hands that were covering her chest and pressed them hard to the ground. I lowered my head and unceremoniously took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked hard.

She seemed to be stunned by my actions. Her defenses could not stop my attack at all. After all, I was a young man full of vigor!

"Xiaoming, don't do this, you can't do this!"

Her voice choked. I looked up and saw that her eyes were full of tears, but I couldn't care less. I had been burned by lust and lost my mind. I greedily bit her nipple, my hands groping her body, my right hand even reaching into her pants to tease her full vulva.

"No, Xiaoming... don't do this..."

Teacher Biru was on the verge of tears.

But I continued to ravage her body.

Gradually, her strength gave out. Finally, I heard her sigh, and her whole body went limp. She had given in! I quickly stood up and pulled down her trousers and underwear.

In the moonlight, in the grass, her body gleamed with a captivating white light. This reminded me of that snow-white buttocks I would never forget under the moonlight. Her chest rose and fell, and she looked at me with a complex gaze.

I carefully examined her body; every part was alluring. It was truly a masterpiece of nature. Who would have thought this was a middle-aged woman in her forties? It was so beautiful.

Under this moonlight, Teacher Biru's body possessed another kind of charm!

Her chest rose and fell, and she looked at me with a complex gaze—a mixture of shyness, affection, and a hint of helplessness. But she didn't say anything; she just looked at me like that. I stared back at her. I was truly afraid that I would suddenly give up, because she was, after all, my mother! But thankfully, I didn't. I took off my clothes, naked, and pounced on Teacher Biru on the ground, on my mother…

To my surprise, she warmly opened her arms to welcome me, just like a mother. I buried my head in Teacher Biru's—my mother's—chest, enjoying the pleasure brought by her warm body. Everything in the world seemed to disappear, nothing existed anymore.

Only the two of us, her, my Teacher Biru.

I kissed her lips, she opened her mouth, and I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue. She was so soft, so sweet, I didn't want to leave for a long time.

We kissed and sucked on each other like that, we rolled around on the grass, startling the little grasshoppers in the grass.

After a long, long time, our lips finally parted. I looked at my mother; her cheeks were flushed, her breathing rapid, and her eyes were filled with tenderness. She looked at me too, and finally said softly, "Come, child, I will always be your Teacher Biru."

At that moment, I felt like I had ascended to heaven. I parted my mother's legs and pressed my penis against her vaginal opening, which was already very wet, still containing traces of my father's semen. The thought of this made me even more excited.

"Teacher Biru, I'm coming."

With that, I thrust hard, and my entire penis plunged into her vagina!

"Ah..."

Teacher Biru arched her back, allowing my penis to penetrate even deeper. She wrapped her arms around my waist, twisting her slightly plump waist to match my thrusts. I returned to that familiar place once again, hot and wet, the tender flesh on both sides tightly gripping my thick penis, bringing me to the peak of pleasure.

I thrust vigorously, and after dozens of thrusts, she began to moan.

“Xiaoming…good…Xiaoming, my good boy…”

“Teacher Biru…”

“Xiaoming…ah…ah…”

And so, in this open field, we freely made love, abandoning all moral constraints and indulging in this wonderful moment.

We rolled from one end to the other, constantly changing positions, sometimes I was on top, sometimes Teacher Biru was on top. I found that I was particularly long-lasting that night. Although I was thrusting very hard, reaching deep into her core again and again, I didn't feel like ejaculating at all. I frantically thrust into her vagina, not ejaculating for a long time, her juices flowing all over my legs.

One was panting heavily!

The other had eyes full of lust! One was

moving wildly!

The other was responding desperately!

My son and I made love intensely like this…

Finally, after she climaxed twice, I also ejaculated all my semen into Teacher Biru—my mother's body!

We embraced and fell into a deep sleep on the grass…

In the middle of the night, when I woke up from the cold, I found Teacher Biru holding me, letting me rest my head in her warm embrace. Her tattered shirt was draped over me, while she was naked from the waist up. A surge of heat welled up in my chest, and I could no longer control my emotions.

“Mom!”

I finally couldn’t help but call out, and then hugged her cold body tightly!

“Xiaoming!”

My mother couldn’t help but cry too: “My child, I’ve waited for this day for more than ten years.”

I held my mother tightly like that, trying to warm her body with my body heat. Before I knew it, we had fallen back onto the grass. I couldn’t help but kiss her lips, and my mother responded passionately. My penis became hard again. I pulled down her pants, and she obediently opened her legs. I thrust hard, and my penis returned to my mother’s body.

So, we made love passionately on the grass once again. I eagerly and fiercely thrust my penis into my mother's body again and again, enjoying the indescribable pleasure brought by this taboo...

We did it many times that night, as if tomorrow was the end of the world. On that little riverbank, there were only the naked figures of my mother and me. I ejaculated my semen into my mother's body again and again, returning to the mother's body. I love you, my teacher Biru, my mother...

(VI)

After that crazy time by the little river, I finally recognized my mother. A few days later, people from Beijing came to take us away. On that day, the whole village came to see us off. The scene was very grand. We all cried. Looking at the distant mountain village, I was filled with emotion. I wondered when I would be able to come back to see it again.

After all, my adoptive father who raised me was here, as were the villagers who cared for me, and the unforgettable experiences I shared with my mother…

My home was in the compound of the Beijing Military Region. It was a two-story villa with a large lawn in front. When I got off the bus and stood in front of the building, I couldn't believe it was all real. I could actually live in such a big house.

I stood there, unable to move for a long time, until my mother nudged me: “Xiaoming, don't stand there, this is our home, come on in!”

Two PLA soldiers who were with us came up and carried our luggage inside. So I followed my mother along the path on the lawn toward the villa.

Suddenly, the door of the villa opened, and several people rushed out. In front of them was a slightly plump middle-aged woman, followed by a young girl, and then a burly middle-aged man. He was wearing green military trousers and a clean white shirt, and he walked with a powerful stride. As soon as I saw him, my heart started pounding wildly.

"Biru, we've been waiting for you to come back!"

The middle-aged woman in front rushed forward and hugged my mother tightly, sobbing.

"Fourth Sister... I missed you all so much..."

My mother couldn't help but cry too.

"Mom!" The young girl behind also ran up and threw herself between my mother and fourth sister, crying as well. Watching the three women hugging and crying together, I stood by, at a loss.

The middle-aged man came up, and my mother separated the other two women and quickly went to meet him. The middle-aged man and my mother stopped in front of each other. I saw my mother's lips move a few times, but she didn't say anything. The middle-aged man opened his arms, and my mother rushed over, immediately bursting into tears.

"Gang! I..."

"Xiaoru... don't cry..."

My mother wiped away her tears and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I forgot to introduce you! Look!"

She turned to me and said, "Gang, this is the child I told you about in the letter, Xiaoming!"

All eyes turned to me; I instantly became the center of attention. My heart pounded wildly. The middle-aged man approached, his gaze fixed on my face. I sensed a certain power in his eyes; they were brimming with tears, and the muscles in his face twitched with emotion.

It was quiet; I could hear his heartbeat. I couldn't help but scrutinize him. His face seemed familiar, as if I saw him every day, but I couldn't place it.

Suddenly, he knelt down, gripping my arms tightly, his grip causing a sharp pain.

"Xiaoming? You're Xiaoming! You're really... really alive, my child."

I stood there, bewildered, unsure what to say. I simply nodded instinctively. Then I heard my mother sob beside me, "Xiaoming, this is your biological father. Call him Dad!"

I opened my mouth, managing only one syllable—"Dad."

The middle-aged man pulled me into his arms and burst into tears, "Xiaoming..."

Everyone cried, and I was moved; my nose tingled, and tears streamed down my face... Later I learned that this was my father—Major General Wang Gang, Deputy Commander of the Second Group Army of the Beijing Military Region.

I don't need to go into the details of what happened next; in short, there was nothing but tears of happiness—it was a very touching scene.

I met my family members: besides my parents, I had two older sisters. My eldest sister, Wang Xiaomin, worked at the military region's hospital; she was twenty-three years old and married an artillery regimental commander. My second sister, Wang Xiaotong, was twenty years old; she had just been discharged from the hospital a few days after I returned home. Last year, she had injured her foot in a beating by rebels and was still in a wheelchair.

Both sisters inherited my mother's beauty. My eldest sister was lively and active, with a full figure and a fiery personality like my father. My second sister was quiet and reserved, inheriting most of my mother's temperament. Due to years of illness, she was slender and appeared delicate and charming. That middle-aged woman was our family's nanny; we all called her Fourth Aunt. She used to be my mother's maid!

For the next few days, I was immersed in happiness. I had never been so happy in my life. Everyone doted on me; it was as if they were making up for the lack of care they had given me over the years. They spoiled me rotten, and I lived like a little emperor.

My mother, father, and sisters taught me many things—schooling, physical education, and my second sister even taught me to draw.

Days passed like this, and I had begun to forget my life in the countryside.

But as time went on, I suddenly felt as if something was missing from my life. My mother was usually very kind to me, but when no one else was home, I always felt she was avoiding me. She often went out to buy groceries with Fourth Aunt, leaving me alone at home.

She wouldn't even say a word to me. My father was very busy with work and often didn't come home. My second sister frequently went to the hospital for physical therapy, and my eldest sister was married and rarely home. At that time, schools hadn't resumed classes, the Cultural Revolution was still ongoing, and my father wouldn't let me go out, so I could only stay at home. In this huge house, I was all alone. I recalled the bits and pieces of my time in the countryside, and my heart couldn't help but ripple with emotion...

That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I couldn't help it anymore; I vaguely remembered that snow-white bottom under the moonlight, and my whole body felt hot. So I decided to go to the kitchen to get some water.

The whole house was quiet, with only a dim wall lamp in the hallway. I saw a sliver of light coming from my parents' room, and my heart skipped a beat. I unconsciously walked towards their bedroom. I tiptoed to the bedroom.

Great, the door wasn't locked! I mustered my courage and quietly pushed it open a crack. Through that small gap, I could see everything clearly on the bed.

As I leaned in, my breath caught in my throat. Dad and Mom were both lying naked on the big bed!

Mom was lying face down, completely naked, her alluring curves clearly visible. Her smooth back and rounded buttocks gleamed enticingly in the dim light! I hadn't seen Mom's body in so long, and I desperately wanted to pounce on her and release my pent-up desire! I realized how much I needed her.

Dad was also naked, his skin slightly dark, looking very strong. He sat beside Mom, facing the door. I could see his manhood dangling between his legs; it wasn't erect yet, but it was quite large and thick. When it was erect, it must be incredible, it must bring Mom great pleasure. Thinking about this, I was consumed with jealousy.

Dad gently stroked Mom's smooth back. Mom's face showed a blissful expression; she closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the moment. Dad's hands roamed over Mom's body, sliding from her neck down her back, to her round buttocks, to her thighs…

Their breathing quickened, and Dad's penis began to swell, but it didn't seem quite there yet. He leaned over Mom's back, one hand guiding his penis, and pushed it between Mom's legs from behind, then began trying to insert it into her vagina. But after a long while, it seemed he hadn't managed to get it in.

I saw him sweating profusely with frustration. Finally, he sighed, lay back beside Mom, and said, "Ah, old age really does take its toll!"

Mom rolled over, sat up, and said softly, "You, who said you're useless? Don't rush, the more you rush, the worse it gets. Come on, Gang, let me help you."

As she spoke, Mom stretched out her right hand, her slender fingers grasping Dad's penis, stroking it up and down, while her left hand gently caressed Dad's chest.

"How's it going, Gang, are you feeling anything?"

"My wife is so good to me!"

Dad said jokingly, as he reached out and grabbed Mom's breasts, kneading them vigorously. Seeing Mom's breasts, my breathing quickened; I longed to touch them again, to feel that softness.

The two of them caressed each other like this, and Dad's penis gradually hardened.

"It seems ready, hurry up!"

Mom said, lying down on the bed. Dad quickly climbed on top of her, Mom spreading her legs as wide as possible, grasping Dad's penis with both hands, guiding it into her vagina. Dad supported himself on the bed, twisting his waist, desperately thrusting into Mom's lower body.

"Ah, okay..."

Mom groaned. I knew Dad had entered. An excited expression appeared on his face. He breathed heavily and thrust his lower body forcefully several times, his entire penis penetrating Mom's vagina.

"Okay, that's enough!"

Mom excitedly wrapped her arms around Dad's neck, and Dad began to move vigorously, the "plop plop" sounds echoing in the bedroom.

Mom's desire seemed very strong; she actively twisted her waist to meet Dad's penetration, her expression showing great eagerness. This was perhaps the first time she had done it with Dad since she came back. Dad's expression was different. He seemed very tense, his teeth clenched on his lower lip. After a dozen or so thrusts, he dared not move anymore, only letting Mom actively rub his penis. He even pressed down on Mom's shoulders to stop her from moving so much.

But Mom seemed to be already in the mood. She didn't understand Dad's intentions. She closed her eyes, immersed in pleasure. She really needed it so much; she twisted eagerly, hoping to gain even greater pleasure.

"Ah... steel... ah... harder, ah..." Mom groaned, "Ah... ah... faster, ah... steel..."

"Xiaoru... Xiaoru..." Dad also called out excitedly, and he suddenly sped up his movements.

"Xiaoru... I... I can't take it anymore... Xiaoru... ah..."

Dad let out a low growl, his body straightening up abruptly. After a few dry howls, he collapsed heavily onto Mom. Mom's waist was still twisting, hoping for a few more thrusts.

But Dad's penis had gone limp; with Mom's excessive movements, it slipped out of her vagina and hung between his legs… After

a few gasps, Dad sighed, "Ah, I can't do it anymore. I'm old, I really can't. Ah, Xiaoru, I…"

Mom quickly covered Dad's mouth, "Alright, stop talking. You're so old, it's already good enough for you. Don't think so much."

"How about I learn from Lin Biao and use some drugs?" Dad joked.

"Okay… go ahead and use them. Like him, neither human nor ghost, then I won't bother with you anymore,"

Mom said.

"Alright, alright, no need. Listen to your wife. I'm the leader in the army, and you're the leader's leader."

Dad said, then paused, patted his lower back, and sighed, "Ah, if it weren't for the American bombs leaving some souvenirs here, I, well, back when we first got married, I..."

"Enough!"

Mom interrupted Dad abruptly, laughing, "Everyone knows how formidable you were back then. You're such a grown man, still talking about these things. You should rest well. I'm going down to the kitchen for some water. You rest first." Dad nodded, turned over, and went to sleep. Mom put on her bathrobe and walked towards the door.

I was startled and quickly ran to the side. Mom came out, closed the door, and went downstairs. The kitchen was downstairs. She crossed the hall, and after a while, the kitchen light came on. I thought for a moment, then stood up and went to the kitchen as well.

Mom was in the kitchen, drinking water from a cup. Under the light, her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, a silk robe clinging to her mature body. She wore cotton slippers, revealing half of her fair foot. She was always so alluring. Thinking of the yearning look on her face when she made love with Dad, I felt a surge of heat.

"Xiaoming!" Mom saw me. "So late, still not asleep?"

"Um..."

I stammered, "I...I...I'm thirsty, I came...I came to drink some water."

"Okay, then you should go to sleep early. Tomorrow morning, Dad will take you and your sister to the park."

"Okay..."

I said, awkwardly walking over and grabbing a cup, pretending to pour myself some water.

Mom finished her water. "Xiaoming, I'm leaving. Go to sleep early, okay?" She turned to leave, and I felt a rush of heat to my head. I quickly put down the cup, and in the instant Mom passed me, I grabbed her hand!

"Xiaoming..."

Mom was startled. She turned to look at me, my eyes filled with expectation. She immediately understood. "Xiaoming, let go! Don't do this, this is home."

I knew that if I let go this time, I didn't know when I would get another chance. I held onto her tightly, refusing to let go.

"Mom, do you know how much I miss you? Why are you ignoring me?" I said, my nose tingling, and I almost cried.

“Xiaoming, stop this. I know you love your mother, and I love you too, but that love is the love between a mother and son, you understand? We're at home now, we're mother and son here, and there's also Dad and my sister.”

“But, Mom, I really love you, I… I always miss you… I want you, you know? I've been enduring this, it's so painful, Mom!”

“Xiaoming, good boy, I know how you feel, but… we are mother and son after all. Before… we might have been wrong.”

“No! Mom, we didn't do anything wrong. I know you love me too. We didn't violate anyone, we didn't betray anyone, we didn't do anything wrong, Mom.” I became more and more agitated, pulling my mother close and hugging her tightly.

“Don't do this, Xiaoming!” My mother struggled desperately.

“Mom, I want you, just give yourself to me! Have you forgotten what happened to us in that little mountain village?”

Holding my mother's body, I couldn't take it anymore. I knew I had to let it all out. I really needed her so much. It had been over a month since we left that little mountain village, and I couldn't take it anymore.

I held my mother's body tightly, preventing her from moving, and reached my hands inside her robe. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, and I immediately grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard.

"No... Xiaoming, don't do this!" My mother was sweating profusely.

But I didn't let go. I gripped her breasts and kneaded them desperately, pinching one of her nipples with two fingers. Her breathing quickened.

"Xiaoming, let go..."

I kissed my mother's cheek. She struggled to shake her head, trying to stop me, but I grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and forced a kiss.

I bit her earlobe, panting, and whispered in her ear, "Mom... I... I really want you. Do you... do you remember that night by the river?"

My mother's body trembled. I continued kissing her earlobe, and her body went limp, trembling slightly.

A blush rose to her cheeks. She hadn't been satisfied with my father earlier, and now my desire had been rekindled. I knew she wanted it too.

"Mom!"

I whispered in her ear, seizing the opportunity, "You said you'd always love me, give it to me."

"Xiaoming... Mom... Mom will give it to you, but you can never let your father know, okay?" She finally turned around.

"Mom... don't worry, this will always be our secret."

I gazed at her intently; she was so alluring under the light. The surroundings were deathly silent; we could hear each other's heartbeats and breaths. She looked up at me.

Her full lips were luscious and tempting. I kissed her. This time, her lips were much softer, and slightly parted, revealing her fragrant tongue. I immediately sucked on it, our tongues entwining fiercely. Her warm, soft body pressed against mine, and my penis immediately hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen.

Good heavens, she must have noticed! And her full breasts were pressed tightly against my chest. I felt dizzy, disoriented. Our breathing grew heavier and heavier!

Finally, I pushed my mother away and led her to the dining table, making sure her back was to me. Her hands rested on the table, and I lifted her robe. She wasn't wearing anything underneath! Her

rounded buttocks and long, slender legs were right before my eyes. God, I saw them again! This was what I had dreamed of for over a month.

I knelt down, excitedly caressing her full buttocks and thighs. My mother's skin was as smooth as satin. I began kissing her thighs, moving upwards. The skin I touched was pleasantly smooth, incredibly soft, yet firm.

After a while, my hand slowly moved to the upper part of her thigh, gently stroking her buttocks. My kisses had moved to the hem of her high-lifted skirt, pushing it even higher. I felt like I was in heaven! I was kissing the beautiful thighs of my dream mother. I kissed the highest point of her thigh, and I saw her vulva, less than five centimeters from my eyes.

Although the kitchen light was dim, I could still clearly see the dark labia on both sides, and a pink cleft amidst a thicket of black pubic hair. Because of the lingering heat from the previous encounter, it was still slightly open, with a little vaginal fluid and some thick semen on it—Dad's residue. My heart pounded even faster. Looking at Mom's alluring vulva, I felt like I was about to explode!

I stood up, pulled down my pants, and my penis stood erect. I positioned the head of my penis at the opening of Mom's vagina, and held her waist with both hands.

"Mom, I'm coming!" I shouted in my mind, and then thrust in forcefully. Mom's vagina was slippery, and I inserted my entire penis in one go!

Mom gripped the edge of the table tightly. I think she must have been enjoying it, but she tried her best not to make a sound. After all, this was our own home, and Dad was still sleeping upstairs.

I didn't dare make too much noise. I pulled out my penis, then slowly thrust my hips, inch by inch, inserting it into my mother's wet, hungry, tender vagina, all the way to its deepest point. My

testicles pressed against my mother's soft buttocks. Her vagina was so hot, almost burning my deeply inserted penis. This feeling was something I had never experienced before; it was simply wonderful.

Looking at my mother's high, firm buttocks, I almost ejaculated inside her. I took a deep breath and began to slowly thrust in and out of my mother's beautiful body. First, I slowly withdrew from her tightly gripping vagina, then fed it back to the hilt. During the thrusting, I could feel every inch of her tight vaginal skin. I kept thrusting. My

penis went in and out of my mother's vagina, and she began to twist her body, matching the rhythm of my thrusts, her waist moving back and forth like a piston, lifting and lowering her vagina.

Sometimes she would turn her head to the side, and I would see her biting her lip, trying her best not to cry out. "Mom, your pussy is so beautiful!"

The only sounds in the kitchen were panting and the sounds of flesh colliding. My lower abdomen slammed against my mother's plump buttocks again and again, and we made love in perfect harmony, like a familiar couple.

Yet, at this moment, in this inappropriate intimacy between my mother and me, I felt more strongly than ever before that I was her son. Yes, the person I was making love with at this moment was my beloved mother! The vagina that gripped my penis was also my mother's! All of this was enough to drive me crazy.

Gradually, I began to thrust harder and faster, each time I penetrated deeper than the last, grinding against her even when I was deep enough to reach the very depths of her vagina.

My mother, as if we were one, perfectly coordinated her waist and hips with mine. My penis felt like it was on fire, a stimulating, burning sensation. I gripped her firm buttocks tightly with one hand, while the other caressed her breasts, my lower body continuing its thrusting motions.

Each thrust plunged into her vagina.

After a few minutes, indistinct sounds began to emanate from her throat. She even wrapped her arms around my buttocks, forcefully pushing me towards her. I knew her orgasm was imminent, and I began my faster, more powerful thrusts.

My mother raised her buttocks to receive my thrusts. Suddenly, she straightened her back, her legs clamping tightly together, gripping my penis tightly. Her head tilted back completely, her nails digging into my buttocks. I felt a warm liquid surge to the head of my penis; I almost ejaculated.
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But I didn't want it to end so quickly. I gritted my teeth and desperately held back until all of Mom's vaginal fluid had ejaculated. I quickly pulled back, yanking my entire penis out from between Mom's tightly closed legs.

Mom cried out, "Ah..." Her legs went weak, her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the dining table. Her thighs were covered in vaginal fluid.

I pinched the base of my penis hard, trying not to ejaculate. My glans throbbed, covered in Mom's vaginal fluid! It took me a while to suppress the urge.

I walked to the dining table. Mom was still lying there, panting. I gently put my arm around her waist and helped her up. Mom leaned against my chest and saw that my penis was still erect. She scolded, "You naughty boy, haven't you had enough yet? Be good, go back to sleep."

But I was still hard, so I held onto Mom tightly and said, "Mom, I want more. Tonight I'm going to let you enjoy yourself to the fullest."

Mom flicked my forehead and said, "I knew you'd say that. You should say you're enjoying yourself to the fullest. Your dad's still upstairs!"

I quickly said with a fawning smile, "Mom, it's okay, they're all asleep. It's alright, come on!"

Before I finished speaking, she had already been picked up by me. I turned off the kitchen light and walked towards the living room.

"Xiaoming, are you crazy? Come into the living room?" Mom hurriedly tried to stop me.

"Mom, it's okay. I saw you were standing too long in the kitchen, so I'll find you a better place."

"But we can't do it in the living room, what if..."

"Besides the living room, I can't think of anywhere else. How about we go to my room, it's right next to yours?" I laughed.

"You're going to be so mean, always bullying your mother!" Mom scolded playfully.

"Okay, I'll apologize to you later, my dear mother!"

I carried Mom through the living room to a spot in the right corner where there was a long sofa. By the dim light from the hallway lamp, I placed Mom on the sofa. Mom took off her bathrobe and placed it under her. She opened her arms and beckoned to me: "Xiaoming, hurry up, don't let anyone see."

Actually, I couldn't wait any longer. I immediately pounced on Mom, and she willingly spread her legs. I thrust into her.

Because she was already wet, it went in smoothly. I thrust hard, and Mom held me, desperately trying not to make a sound.

But I thrust in quickly and deeply, and soon she couldn't help but moan. I worked hard on my mother, my eyes constantly glancing nervously upstairs, afraid my father would get up, but at the same time, this clandestine intercourse gave me immense excitement.

I thrust into my mother on the sofa again and again, and for a moment I couldn't help but softly call out "Mom." My mother actually responded with a soft "Mmm," so I continued to call out. I found that every time I called "Mom," I felt like my body was about to explode; it was so wonderful, so exciting, so I kept softly calling out "Mom, Mom..."

With each thrust, I penetrated my mother's body, and she was also affected. She, who was already very tired, began to arch her back to cooperate with my penetration, and each time her vagina arched, it was like a little mouth sucking on my penis—the feeling was indescribably wonderful!

I was getting carried away, so I simply lifted my mother's legs, making her vagina grip my penis even tighter, and I gritted my teeth and thrust again with all my might!

Gradually, I felt a tightening in my testicles, knowing I was about to climax. I whispered, "Mom, I'm coming."

Mom was also breathing heavily. At that moment, her hips seemed to be dancing wildly beneath me, the frenzied rhythm unbelievable to me, something so beautiful could not be done. I could no longer hold back; a tingling sensation ran through my waist, and my "cannon" began to fire, ejaculating my hot fluid into Mom's vagina, scalding the inside of her body.

My mother let out a long sigh from her nose, her body stiffening beneath me, followed by a violent trembling. Her body arched like a bow, lifting us both off the sofa. We held each other tightly. For a while, my mother's taut, arched body trembled, the muscles of her vagina gripping my penis, spasming wildly. My mother and I reached orgasm together.

She bit my shoulder hard, trying to stifle her cries, but I almost screamed in pain.

It took us a while to recover from our dazed state. My mother and I wiped the sweat from each other's bodies, then quickly tidied ourselves and went back to our rooms.

After that night of passion, my love for my mother deepened without me even realizing it. But we couldn't enjoy the pleasures of love as freely as we did in the small mountain village. After all, this was home, with my father and sisters. And my mother loved my father so much. Perhaps her feelings for me were more of pity, a form of compensation, or perhaps something that could never be truly explained.

She tried her best to avoid sex with me, to maintain her position as a mother, but I was different. I truly loved her, even though I had accepted her as my mother in my heart, even though I respected my father as much as she did, I still couldn't stop myself from falling for her again and again.

I have to say I was truly infatuated with her, my mother.

The rainy season came quickly that year, and my father's injury flared up again. The military arranged for him to go to the 303 Hospital in Qingdao for treatment, and my mother went with him. Only my second sister, my fourth aunt, and I were left at home.

Usually, besides studying my high school courses on my own, I would learn to paint from my second sister. She painted very well, and I hoped to cultivate my character through painting, pass the time, and alleviate my longing for my mother.

My eldest sister often came to visit us. Sometimes the three of us siblings would sit together and talk about the past. They would ask me many questions about our small mountain village, and before we knew it, we would talk until late at night. Everyone was very happy.

At that moment, I truly understood how warm and comforting a home is. I couldn't help but think of my father in the mountain village, wondering how he was doing. Only then could I temporarily forget my mother.

That afternoon, I took my second sister to the hospital for her routine leg checkup. The doctor said she needed physiotherapy, which would take four hours, so I went home first.

When I got home, my aunt told me that my eldest sister had arrived and was hiding in her room. I found it strange; my eldest sister is usually so energetic, always talking non-stop as soon as she arrives. Why was she acting this way today? Had something happened? So I ran to her room to check.

Her door was ajar. Through the half-open doorway, I saw that her left sleeve was rolled up high, and she was applying medicine to her left hand. I could clearly see bruises all over her hand—this was serious!

"Sister, what happened to you?"

I pushed open the door and asked.

My older sister was startled when she saw me come in, her expression tense. She quickly said, "No...it's nothing...Xiaoming, I'm fine, I'm fine...I just tripped and fell..."

"No, sister, how could a fall cause this? What happened? Tell me! Who dared to bully you? I'll get justice for you!"

"No, it's okay, Xiaoming, it's okay..."

My older sister rolled up her sleeves. "I'm really fine..."

"Sister, you're not usually like this. Just tell me what's wrong. I'm your brother, I'm not an outsider. If anything happens, I can help you."

"Xiaoming..." My sister hesitated for a moment.

"Big Sister!"

"Sigh..." My older sister finally sighed. She looked at me, "Xiaoming, I... promise me you won't tell Mom and Dad about this. Only you and I can know, okay?"

"But..."

"Xiaoming, I don't want Mom and Dad to worry about me, you know? I won't tell you if you don't promise."

"This... okay, big sister, go ahead. I promise I won't tell anyone!"

"Then go close the door first, Xiaoming."

I was a little confused, but I did as she said. When I closed the door and turned around, my sister was already sitting in a chair. She had her back to me, and I saw that she had unbuttoned her shirt. Just as I was wondering what was going on, she took off her shirt, revealing her smooth back with only a white bra strap. My

breath caught in my throat, but it was quickly replaced by another emotion because my sister's back was covered in bruises, similar to those on her arms.

I couldn't help but step forward and exclaimed, "This... why is this?"

"This... this is all your brother-in-law's doing!" My sister's voice choked with emotion.

"How could this happen? Brother-in-law, isn't he a soldier? How could this be..."

"A soldier? So what if he's a soldier? He... he's just an ordinary person,"

"But... how did this happen?"

"Sigh!"

My sister sighed and said, "Actually, you can't blame him. He... actually, he... he's already

... already incapacitated..." My sister's face turned red as she said this.

I was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what she meant by incapacitated.

"This..."

I was at a loss for words.

"Last year, during a military exercise, he was injured. Since then, he has lost his sexual ability. And from then on, his temper started to become volatile. He often took it out on me. I knew his pain, so I didn't say anything, but it kept getting worse and worse. I... I really couldn't stand him anymore."

"Then... sister, why don't you break up with him?" I blurted out.

"No, you know, he's a soldier, and I'm a soldier's wife! Besides, he was injured while on duty. At this time, how... how can I leave him? Tell me."

As my sister spoke, tears streamed down her face.

I sat frozen in my chair, my heart aching. Yes, in this era, soldiers are the most respected, how could we possibly tarnish… the image of a soldier? A man, especially one so revered as brave and valiant, losing his sexual ability—his inner turmoil must be unbearable. But my sister, his wife, had to endure even greater pain.

I finally understood my sister's suffering. There's something truly great in women's hearts. Though we men often call them "little women," they are often greater than us men, just like what my mother did for me in that small mountain village—I felt it was a profound sacrifice. My sister is the same now. Sister, you are so great.

"Big sister!"

I couldn't help but call out, moving closer.

"Little brother, sob…"

My sister threw herself into my arms, bursting into tears.

I didn't know what I could do for her, so I just hugged her and let her cry in my arms. Her shirt had fallen to the ground, and she was only wearing a white bra. My hand instinctively went to her back; her back was very smooth.

My heart pounded uncontrollably. I gently stroked the wound on her back to ease her pain. I felt that was all I could do. I gently stroked her back, hoping to soothe her pain.

My sister's sobs gradually subsided. Only then did she feel my touch. She stopped crying. I felt her body trembling slightly, but she didn't lift her head. It seemed she liked my touch. I didn't know what to say, so I just quietly stroked her back.

The house suddenly fell silent. We held each other like that. I gently stroked her, and she sobbed softly…

I don't know how much time passed—maybe an hour, maybe only a few minutes.

My sister's body gradually warmed up, and a sudden jolt went through me; I felt a physical reaction. Damn it, no way, how could this be? My ears turned red. Just then, my sister sensed my change. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears and a hazy quality. Her usually fiery personality had suddenly become pitiful, captivating me. "Little brother..."

"Big sister...I...I..."

"Xiaoming, what do you want to say? Tell me..."

"I...Big sister, let me apply the medicine for you, okay?"

A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. "Okay, little brother, then carry me to the bed."

I had no choice but to pick her up and place her on the bed beside me. She lay face down, her back to me. I took the medicine and gently applied it to the wound on her back. Her skin was as smooth as my mother's!

I don't know if it was because I was too excited, but sometimes when I used a little too much force, she would let out a soft "hmm." That soft sound struck my heart like a hammer blow, reminding me of my mother's moans—it was so similar! I felt my whole body tremble; my hands shook, and images of my mother's alluring body and her snow-white buttocks began to flash through my mind.

A surge of heat rushed to my head.

"Xiaoming," my older sister suddenly spoke, "What...what do you think of your sister?"

"Well...she's very good to me."

"Then...do you like her?"

"Of course, you...you're my own sister, of course I like you, including Dad, my second sister, and...and Mom."

"That's good...Xiaoming, your sister likes you very much too!"

My older sister's voice lowered. I didn't know what to say anymore. My heart was inexplicably pounding. I hoped something would happen, but I was also afraid of it. I thought of my mother; my adrenaline was surging, and I felt a strong, uncontrollable desire.

I couldn't take it anymore; I had to leave this room.

"Big sister, you should rest now. The medicine's been applied; I'm leaving," I said, dropping the medicine and turning to run away. Just then, my sister reached out and grabbed my hand!

"Little brother, you...you don't go. Stay with me, okay?"

My sister sat up, gazing at me eagerly. Her chest heaved with excitement. I felt a rush of heat to my head. For a moment, morality seemed so insignificant. My rational defenses crumbled, and I don't know where the courage came from, but I suddenly hugged my sister on the bed.

"Sister, I...I..."

Before I could finish speaking, my sister pulled me into her arms, her lips meeting mine, her tongue entering my mouth.

Without hesitation, I sucked on her tongue, and we kissed passionately. The lust I had suppressed for over ten days began to surge through my entire body.

Her kiss was passionate; she sucked on my tongue desperately, as if she had been suppressing it for a long time, her body pressed tightly against mine…

her rapid breaths sprayed onto my face, and my penis grew larger and larger. Finally, I pushed my older sister onto the bed.

She clamped her legs around my waist, and we tumbled onto the bed, rolling around.

Having lost control, I began to disarm her. I pulled down her pants, and before me lay my older sister's snow-white body, clad only in a bra and panties, her rounded thighs, flat stomach, and pristine white underwear. My penis was hard as a rock.

She was also helping me unbuckle my belt.

We undressed each other.

I unhooked her bra, gently turned her over, and pulled down her panties. Now my sister was completely naked.

Absolutely flawless! Her figure was perfectly proportioned, like a sculpture, her bright red nipples standing erect on her rounded breasts. Her breasts weren't as large as my mother's, but they were just the right size.

Her skin wasn't very fair, but it had a vibrant quality. Her legs were long, with a thick tuft of pubic hair between them, densely covering her private parts.

Looking at my sister's body, I couldn't resist any longer. She unzipped my pants, and as soon as I pulled them down, I climbed on top of her. She immediately embraced me, and we became entangled.

"Sister..."

"Little brother..."

We kissed passionately, my hands pressing against her breasts, kneading them forcefully. My sister's reaction was intense, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. She grabbed my hands, making me press them tightly against her breasts.

Her round breasts were almost...flattened.

She placed my penis between her legs, twisting her body, letting her vulva rub against mine. I could feel some vaginal fluid flowing from her; it seemed she had been suppressing it for a long time.

Infected by her, I couldn't hold back either; I almost ejaculated! I impatiently pried her legs apart with my knee, and my sister immediately grabbed my penis, rubbing the head against her vulva. Her movements became more and more vigorous, and her moans grew louder and louder.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I aimed the head of my penis at her vagina and thrust it in forcefully!

"Oh..."

my sister moaned softly, and encouraged, I thrust my entire penis into her already wet vagina.

"Ah..."

my sister cried out excitedly, her legs wrapping around my waist. I lay on top of her, panting with excitement. Her warm vagina held my penis tightly, it felt so good.

My sister's vagina was very tight, tighter than my mother's. This was my first time with a young married woman. I let my penis inside her vagina, quietly savoring this most pleasurable feeling.

"Mmm... Brother... Xiaoming... Xiaoming..."

My sister was different. Seeing that I stopped moving, she couldn't wait to start writhing. The tender flesh of her vagina rubbed tightly against my penis, it felt incredibly good.

"Xiao Ming...oh...good...so good...brother...make...me...so...good...

move faster, faster..."

I couldn't hold back any longer and started thrusting forcefully. After a few thrusts, I thrust all the way in again. She couldn't help but twist her slender waist like a snake, matching my movements.

After a few minutes of thrusting, she murmured in a nasal voice, "Ah...um...little brother...

Xiao Ming..."

Accompanied by the "plop...plop..." sounds from their point of union, her moans were so captivating, her movements so passionate—something I'd never seen before. Her writhing was far more intense than my older mother's, and what was even more intoxicating was the constant suction of her vagina on my glans. It was so wonderful; several times I almost couldn't hold back my climax.

I gritted my teeth, enduring and enjoying it.

"Ah...Big sister...oh...sister...sister..."

"Xiao Ming, Ming...ah..."

My sister's vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid. Each of my thrusts was effortless, penetrating to the very root, reaching deep into her uterus, making her tremble uncontrollably!

Perhaps we had both been suppressing our desires for too long; our movements were unimaginably large, something I had never experienced before, and I had never felt so deeply what "youthful impulsiveness" meant. Each of our movements almost seemed to collapse the bed, thankfully it was a very sturdy one.

Suddenly, my older sister's body hardened. She clung to me tightly, her nails digging into my flesh. A gush of heat gushed from her vagina, spraying directly onto my glans. Her vagina gripped my glans like a vacuum cleaner. I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out, thrusting my hips forward, and my hot semen shot entirely into her vagina!

The passion subsided, and we both collapsed onto the bed. My sister's cheeks were flushed, her neck glistening with sweat, her breasts full and erect, her upper body and thighs soaking wet. I think I was soaking wet too.

She slowly opened her eyes, looking at me still on top of her. I opened my mouth to speak to her, but she suddenly pressed her burning lips to mine.

I froze for a moment, looking at her slightly closed eyes, then returned her touch, enjoying her passion. Our tongues swirled restlessly in our mouths, finally separating after a long while, both of us panting.

I slowly withdrew my penis and lay down beside her.

She was still immersed in the afterglow of the pleasure they had just shared…

“Big sister, I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it… You’re just too attractive to me,” I murmured

, unsure of what to do. She slowly closed her eyes and sighed softly, “It’s not your fault, it’s me, I… I probably haven’t had it in a long time… I… Little brother, you won’t blame me, will you? You won’t think I’m that kind of frivolous person, will you?”

“No, big sister, you’re not, I really like you!” I hugged my big sister and gently kissed her forehead and cheeks, and her hands naturally wrapped around me.

Gradually, her breathing quickened again, and my lips found hers, passionately kissing her; her lips were so hot, and we lingered for a long, long time before parting…

That day, my older sister stayed home and didn't go back. That night, she quietly entered my room, and we embraced and went to bed. That night, we were very happy…

My older sister's passion allowed me to experience another kind of womanly charm, that intoxicating intensity. Every time, she was very proactive; she would sit on me, constantly seeking the source of pleasure. She was different from my mother, who mostly just lay there quietly, enduring my ravages.

But compared to my sister, I was more infatuated with my mother. I don't know why, and my infatuation ran deep. Although her body wasn't as alluring as my older sister's, I constantly thought about her, about everything about her. I was truly hopelessly in love with her. Nearly

two months after my mother and father left, we finally had the chance to meet.

It was a sweltering summer day when my eldest sister excitedly told me that a military plane was going to Qingdao for a mission. Dad's secretary had reserved three seats for us, meaning we could see our parents. The only downside was that the flight would only last one day, but seeing Mom and Dad was enough, especially for me. I hadn't seen Mom for two months, and even with my sister with me, I still desperately wanted to see her.

So, the three of us siblings rushed to the airport without bringing anything. Two hours later, we arrived at the 303 Military Hospital in Qingdao.

Our parents, who hadn't seen us in so long, were incredibly excited. We hugged each other for a long time. This reminded me of the first time I stepped into our home; it truly feels good to have a family.

I don't even know how to describe the situation. It was pure joy and excitement. The whole family sat together, chatting for over an hour. Later, we had lunch in the hospital cafeteria. After lunch, my older sisters and I accompanied Dad for a walk in the hospital's small garden. Mom went to Dad's ward to tidy up some things. After a while, I excused myself to go to the restroom and ran back to Dad's room.

Mom was sitting on the bed folding Dad's clothes. I pushed open the door and went in, my heart pounding. Once inside, I instinctively locked the door behind me.

Mom looked up and saw me. "Xiaoming, why didn't you stay with Dad a little longer?"

"Mom!"

I threw myself into Mom's arms. "Mom, I missed you so much, really, I..." I don't know why, but I almost burst into tears.

"Xiaoming, you're such a big kid now, why are you crying? Mom missed you too. Good boy." Mom said, placing her hand on my head and gently stroking my hair.

"Mom..."

I hugged my mother tightly, feeling the warmth emanating from her soft body, feeling her unique feminine scent. I was intoxicated. For so many days, this was what I had dreamed of. Now, I could finally hold her in my arms again. That real feeling was so wonderful.

"Okay, Xiaoming, don't hug so tightly. People will laugh at you if they see," my mother said, grabbing my hand, but I wouldn't let go.

"Mom, I missed you so much! Mom, I...I want you!"

I knew this was only half a day. I couldn't wait any longer. Waiting any longer might mean months. I missed my mother's body so much that I couldn't control my desire.

"Don't do this, Xiaoming. This is a hospital. You can't do this. It's not good if people see," my mother said.

But what did I care at that moment! I couldn't give up.

"Mom, I want it!" I hugged my mother desperately, snuggling in her arms, and even putting my hand inside her clothes to caress her skin.

"No, Xiaoming,"

my mother whispered, trying to pull my hand away, but I wouldn't let go at all.

"Mom, I only have half a day left, please say yes, I really can't take it anymore, you... do you know how much I miss you?"

"Xiaoming..."

Although Mom was still refusing, I knew she was starting to surrender. After all, at her age, having spent more than two months idly here, I knew she would have the same needs as me. Besides, my hands were rummaging inside her clothes, arousing her desire as well.

"Xiaoming, not here, here, someone will see." Mom finally relented. "

It's okay, Mom, the door is locked, no one will come in."

I said, pushing Mom down onto the hospital bed. "It's lower here than the window, no one will see, Mom!"

I said, pressing down on Mom and starting to tear off her clothes.

"No, Xiaoming, you can't take off Mom's clothes, no, Xiaoming... no... okay, stop it, I... I'll give it to you, you... you can only take off my pants, this is a hospital, it's not good if someone comes..."

By the end, Mom's voice was as low as a mosquito's buzz, and her face turned red.

Seeing her shy expression, my lust intensified. Pants it was, I didn't care anymore, and hurriedly pulled down my mother's pants and underwear together, instantly revealing her two snow-white, plump thighs, and a large patch of dark, glossy pubic hair at the base of her legs, which accentuated her full vulva, making it appear even more beautiful… even more alluring…

My mother lay naked on the bed, like a beautiful woman made of white jade.

Seeing herself naked in broad daylight in front of her son, a strange urge brewed deep within her body. She hadn't felt this peculiar sensation in years. A wave of heat washed over her lower body, as if something wet was seeping out. Her breathing became rapid; I think she was anxious, flustered, and a little excited all at the same time.

"Xiaoming, hurry up, someone's coming!"

"Okay, I'm coming!"

I only took off my pants and pounced on my mother. At this point, I couldn't care less about flirting; I couldn't hold back any longer. I immediately thrust into my mother's vagina. Her vagina was still a little dry, making my glans hurt.

"Oh, Xiaoming, be gentle..."

my mother moaned, "But you... you have to be faster."

I held my mother down and thrust into her forcefully. I thrust in and out hard, and my mother held me, desperately trying not to make a sound, but I might have thrust too hard, and she couldn't help but moan.

By the time I was fully inside my mother, I was covered in sweat.

Mom was biting her lip in pain. I kissed her cheek tenderly and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I really want you."

"Alright, stop teasing me. I don't know if I owed you something in my past life. Sigh, hurry up, Dad's coming back soon." Mom blushed as she said "Dad."

I looked up and saw Dad chatting happily with my two older sisters in the small garden not far from the window, and here I was, on top of Mom! It was so exciting, I almost ejaculated.

So, I lay on top of Mom and started moving vigorously!

Although I couldn't touch Mom's soft upper body, the contact below was already giving me incredible pleasure. Mom's vagina was tight, and I rubbed my legs against hers, feeling her smooth skin, while my penis continued to penetrate her body.

The hospital bed creaked and groaned from our movements.

Soon, I reached orgasm because of the new position and forbidden pleasure, and I released all the longing I had suppressed for more than two months into Mom's body.

My mother hugged me tightly with excitement...

Afterwards, I felt a comfort I had never experienced before.

That afternoon, we flew back to Beijing...

(VIII)

I realized that nothing could replace my mother's love for me.

This was evident when my parents returned from Qingdao. That day, I threw myself into my mother's arms and cried very hard. I never imagined that a boy like me would cry, especially in front of so many people.

But no matter what, my mother was back, and I felt better. Although my older sister was with me, I would always unconsciously think of my mother when I was with her. I knew that my mother would always be number one in my heart.

The Cultural Revolution was still raging, but it didn't have much impact on the children in our military compound. We were probably among the best-off people in that era.

Sometimes we even had movies to watch. At that time, only model operas were available nationwide, but we could even watch American films in the compound. Of course, this was only for officers above the rank of general and their families.

That day, they showed "Gone with the Wind" in the compound. My father wasn't interested, and my second sister was in the hospital receiving physiotherapy, so only I accompanied my mother.

The spacious hall was filled with people. High-ranking officials like my father had a private box on the second floor. My mother initially didn't want to go to the box; she didn't want to abuse her privileges when my father wasn't around. However, I didn't want to be disturbed and insisted on going up to the box. After much insistence, she finally gave in.

The box had a very soft sofa and a coffee table. My mother and I sat side-by-side on the sofa. I took her hand, like a couple.

At first, my mother seemed a little uncomfortable, her hand hanging limply as I held it, letting me take it and let go. But gradually, she seemed to get used to it and would hold my hand tightly, which made me quite happy.

After the movie started, my mother became engrossed in the film. My mind wasn't on the screen, but on my mother. When she was absorbed in the movie, I would take the opportunity to put my hand on her waist and secretly stroke her back.

I also observed her reactions from time to time. During the exciting and touching parts, I saw her chest heaving, her hands clenching and unclenching repeatedly; it was clear that her heart was pounding. Seeing that the time was right, I secretly slipped my hand behind my mother's back and placed it on her shoulder.

She didn't object, so I gently pulled her closer. I think she was already captivated; instead of resisting, she nestled her head against my shoulder like a little bird.

Looking down at her rising and falling chest, I was startled to discover a pair of full, almost spilling breasts through her open blouse. Following the cleavage, I saw her bra, which excited me immensely. Coupled with the wafting fragrance of her hair, I was truly intoxicated.

I inhaled her scent and admired the view before me. Eventually, my mother, seemingly unaware, placed her hand on my leg. Playing along with her, I took the opportunity to lift her skirt and place my hand on her smooth thigh.

I could feel her trembling slightly, but neither of us moved. After what seemed like an eternity, the conflict in the storyline on the screen intensified, and Mom became increasingly emotional. I began to stroke her thighs.

"Mmm..."

Mom seemed to enjoy it and didn't object.

I continued stroking, inching upwards until my hand was inside her skirt.

"Mmm... Xiaoming, don't do that!"

Mom suddenly grabbed my hand. "Mom, no one will see." I playfully pushed her hand away, and Mom could only quietly enjoy the pleasure of my caresses.

I slowly and secretly lifted her skirt silently until it reached her thighs, revealing her panties. Mom didn't seem to realize she was exposed. I was incredibly excited, just continuing to caress Mom's smooth thighs; the smooth feel was wonderful.

"Xiaoming..."

Although Mom's eyes were still fixed on the screen, I could sense she was becoming somewhat distracted. The touching love story in the film, combined with my caresses, had moved her.

My goal had been achieved. I continued moving upwards, my fingers slipping inside my mother's panties, my fingertips already touching her labia!

"No! Xiaoming!" My mother quickly grabbed my hand.

"Let me touch you, no one's watching..."

I tried to plead, but my mother firmly held my hand, preventing me from continuing.

"No, absolutely not here, Xiaoming, don't do anything reckless, be good, or Mommy will get angry."

Seeing my mother's resolute attitude, I had no choice but to give up.

However, my mother didn't object to me touching her thighs, so although I stopped my advance, my hands could still stroke back and forth on my mother's legs.

The movie finally ended, and Mom seemed to suddenly regain her senses, hurriedly pulling down her skirt.

"Xiao...Xiaoming...we should go."

"Mom, it's still early. Shall we go for a walk in the little garden next to the movie theater? Let's get some fresh air before we go back," I said.

"Well...okay, a walk would be good. Let's go!"

That's wonderful! My heart pounded with joy. So, I snuggled close to Mom, and we walked together into the little garden.

The garden was cool and quiet, with few people around. My mother stared into my eyes and said, "Xiaoming, thank you for being so patient and watching movies with me all night. But you didn't seem to come here for the movies; your hands were a bit too restless."

I looked at her and smiled, saying, "Mom, you look beautiful tonight, very, um, very sexy. I'm so happy to be with you. Of course, I couldn't help being a little mischievous, Mom."

My mother blushed and scolded, "Little boy, you're so naughty! Where did you learn that phrase? If you weren't my son, I would really think you were trying to seduce your mother."

I seized the opportunity and said shamelessly, "Okay, then let me seduce you this once."

"Pah!"

My mother laughed and lightly tapped my head. I took the opportunity to pull her into my arms.

"Xiaoming, you're doing this again! Don't do that; there might be people here."

My mother placed her hands on my chest, trying to push me away.

Looking at her, I said, "Mom, can you feel it? This is my body temperature, my blood is like a burning fire. I think you must have felt this excitement and impulsive state before. At the same time, I think my heart rate must have exceeded 120, or rather, my heart was in my throat. Mom, you are so beautiful, I want you. We finally have a chance to be alone together, will you say yes?" As I spoke, I excitedly pushed my mother under a big tree, letting her shoulder rest against the trunk.

Mom looked up and said, "My dear child, I know you love Mom, and we've done a lot together, but I am your mother after all, and I really don't know what to do."

"Mom, I know you really care about Dad, and so do I. Actually, we just need to let go of our inner conflicts. Expressing my love to you hasn't hurt Dad. We can love you at the same time, and you can love us at the same time. We're not fighting over anything. I think Dad and I are just sharing, don't you think? Besides, there are some things Dad can't give you, and I think he must feel guilty about that. Let me help Dad with some things, okay?"

"Sigh!"

Mom sighed softly. "I knew I couldn't argue with you. You always have a reason.

I know you're young and always thinking about that kind of thing. I don't know if indulging you like this is hurting you or helping you."

"Mom, I'm sorry, I may have made you worry, but Mom, you are so beautiful, I really can't control myself. Many times, I even wish you weren't my mother, I wish you were still my teacher Biru, so that you and I might feel better, I might..."

I can't express the strong emotions that are surging over me at this moment, but I see that my mother is not disgusted by my emotional confession, but rather a little intoxicated.

My mother cupped my face in her hands: "My good child, I'm so glad you're my son. Actually, I've always loved you too. You know, when you disappeared, I almost wanted to die. If it weren't for your father and two older sisters, I might have... It's enough that our family is together happily like this now. I'm content. What else is there to worry about?"

I smiled slightly and pulled her into my arms. "Mom, you're right. Don't be afraid, Mom, let me kiss you."

I lowered my head and began to kiss her. My mother didn't move, just passively leaned against my chest, her body stiffening slightly. I continued to kiss her, becoming more and more excited. Gradually, my mother began to respond with the same passion, pressing her delicate lips against mine. I seized this opportunity to make a breakthrough.

I began to kiss my mother passionately, from her face, eyes, nose, and then back to her lips, exploring her mouth with my tongue. At this moment, my mother opened her previously closed lips. This time, neither of us spoke.

She had closed her eyes, and through the faint moonlight, I could see the top of her soft, beautiful breasts beneath her blouse.

As I wrapped my arms around her, my hand gently brushed against one of her breasts. My mother trembled slightly, and her tongue emerged, intertwining with mine. We kissed passionately, our

necks entwined, our emotions growing more intense, our mouths opening wider and wider. Saliva began to flow, and soon our lips and chins were wet.

At that moment, I felt a surge of boldness, perhaps instinct. I slowly reached out and caressed her breasts through her clothes. I think she knew my intentions, because I suddenly ripped open her blouse and deliberately grabbed a handful of her soft breasts.

Mom struggled to push me away: "Xiaoming, this isn't a good place, there might be people."

"Mom, don't be afraid, no one will be here!"

I continued to hold her, continuing to caress her breasts: "It's so dark, no one will be here. Besides, it won't work when we get home, please, dear Mom, I know you want it too."

"Pah, you little rascal, you were groping me in the private room, I just can't do anything with you."

Mom said, her head already lowered. I knew my chance had come. To make love with Mom in this open-air garden was wonderful!! I couldn't have asked for more.

I turned Mom around, so her back was to me. Mom hugged the tree trunk with both hands, her waist slightly bent. I lifted Mom's skirt and pulled down her panties. Mom's snow-white buttocks were presented before my eyes. In the moonlight, she was so alluring. In the thicket of her white and dark pubic hair, I could see a few glistening drops of liquid. So, Mom had already aroused in the private room! I touched my mother's vulva, and sure enough, it was wet. Great, I could have her now.

I quickly pulled out my hard thing from my pants, grabbed my mother's waist with both hands, and gently caressed her buttocks. Her buttocks were so smooth. I cupped her buttocks with both hands and pulled them apart. My mother grabbed my hands, trying to stop me, but I grabbed her hands instead, placing them on her buttocks, letting her hands also caress her plump buttocks.

After a while, I released her hands, squatted down, and admired my mother's buttocks. Her vagina was already slightly open, like a chrysanthemum bud. I reached out to touch it, and my mother's whole body tensed up immediately. I touched her cleft a few times with my hand.

My mother's body trembled slightly: "Xiaoming, no, don't touch Mom's place..."

my mother whispered.

I stood up, holding my mother's waist. She leaned back, and I positioned my penis at the entrance of her wet vagina, rubbing the head of my penis against her vaginal opening. Then, suddenly, I thrust in. My mother gasped softly, then fell silent. I continued thrusting, and because she was already very wet, my penis slid in quickly.

Then I began to pump, holding her slender waist tightly, pressing my penis against the center of her vagina, withdrawing to the entrance and then thrusting in hard again. My mother couldn't help but let out a low moan.

In the quiet of the night, it sounded incredibly alluring!

I gripped my mother's buttocks and began to thrust vigorously. After several dozen strokes, I climbed onto her back, slipped my hands under her clothes, and grasped her trembling breasts from under her armpits.

"Ah..."

my mother cried out. Her breasts became even more erect, her nipples swollen and hard between my fingers. She twisted her body to match my thrusts, her vagina gripping my penis tightly, and more vaginal fluid flowed out.

At this moment, my mother's hair came loose, and her flowing hair made her even more charming and alluring. I thrust into her vagina even harder, pounding against her clitoris more frequently. This stimulated me to the point of a fever pitch, causing my penis to swell to its maximum size, and my thrusts into her vagina became faster and more forceful.

But to avoid being discovered, we both tried not to cry out. Sometimes I didn't dare to thrust too hard, lest the sound be too loud.

So, in the quiet little garden, under the moonlight, my mother and I once again engaged in frenzied intercourse…

“Xiao…Xiaoming…faster…faster…Mom’s legs are sore…faster…ah…ah…”

“Mom…let me do it a little longer…Mom…it feels so good…ah…Mom…my good mom…

ah…”

The pleasure of penetration from behind was intense. Actually, I had wanted to ejaculate for a long time, but in order to reach orgasm with my mother, and besides, with such a rare opportunity, how could I not persevere a little longer! So I kept suppressing the pleasure in my heart, gritting my teeth, and violently thrusting my large penis into her little flesh hole. After more than a hundred thrusts, the pleasure became more and more intense, and we seemed to be about to reach our peak.

Just then, I suddenly and keenly sensed what sounded like “rustling” footsteps not far away. Oh my god, no way! Someone is coming!!!

My mother also sensed it immediately. She woke up from her ecstasy and nervously raised her head. "Xiaoming, is someone coming?"

"It seems so!"

I suddenly felt incredibly nervous. This wasn't a small mountain village; this was a military compound! But my penis was still being inserted into my mother's vagina.

"Then pull it out quickly, Xiaoming!" my mother said urgently, instinctively trying to straighten up.

"No... I haven't ejaculated yet!"

I was already close to orgasm, and I didn't want to back down now; the impulse of desire completely overcame reason.

I pressed down on my mother's buttocks, not wanting her to straighten up.

But my mother had already straightened up forcefully, and her thighs contracted, forcing my penis out. In my nervousness, my lust quickly subsided, and my penis shrank back in. It really infuriated me.

My mother quickly bent down to pull up her underwear, pulled down her skirt, and even tidied her hair. I frantically tried to put my penis back into my pants.

We stood there, panting and embarrassed, not knowing what to do. Just then, we heard the sound of leaves parting, and a young couple, arm in arm, came into view. They were a couple deeply in love.

Damn it, they actually caught us in the act! Those two scoundrels! I was furious. They noticed us then, and suddenly seemed embarrassed, turning around and leaving as if afraid we'd seen them. The

rustling

footsteps faded into the distance, and my mother and I finally breathed a sigh of relief, though our hearts were still pounding. That was close!

After that incident, all my emotions vanished, and my mother was eager to go home.

I had no choice. So we reluctantly left the small garden…

We silently returned home. My father was already asleep, and the house was quiet. I felt a surge of desire again and hugged my mother in the living room, not letting her leave.

“Mom, let me do it again, I was interrupted earlier, I haven’t had enough!” I whispered.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoming, you already did 'that' just now, didn't you? This is home, don't do that anymore. Be good, go back to sleep," Mom said softly.

"But, Mom, I haven't ejaculated yet. I think it'll be bad for my health. You must want to too, right? Mom, please help me. Dad's asleep, no one will bother us now, okay?

Come to my room."

I still wouldn't give up, desperately pleading with her.

"I was almost scared to death just now, it's all your fault, you little rascal. I can't listen to you anymore. Alright, alright, go back to sleep, Xiaoming is a good boy, be good. I'm going upstairs to see your dad."

Mom said, pushing me as she turned and went upstairs. Without even looking back, I was furious. Thinking of that tempting and tense scene just now, my lust kept rising. I really wanted to hold Mom's buttocks and have sex with her again, but it was impossible now. Mom had already gone into her room.

At this time, she was probably already asleep next to Dad. My heartless mother, she didn't care about my feelings at all.

I suddenly realized I was a little jealous of my dad. He gets to sleep with my beautiful mom every day, it's too...

But what could I do? I could only suppress my desire and go upstairs to my room. I didn't even want to take a shower, so I just buried myself in the blanket and tried to sleep.

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. My mind kept replaying my mom's voluptuous waist and white buttocks, it was unbearable! My mom's moans, her writhing movements, her long, flowing hair, her loving yet alluring face after each orgasm! Oh my god, what should I do!

Twenty minutes passed, and I still couldn't sleep. My right hand unconsciously reached into my underwear and grabbed my unruly penis, rubbing it... It actually got hard, and the tingling sensation on the glans gave me a temporary sense of comfort. I gently stroked it, fantasizing about my mom's wet vagina... Ah, this is so exciting.

Just as I was getting into the swing of things, my bedroom door suddenly opened. I was startled and immediately pulled my hand back, leaving the poor hard thing behind.

I saw a figure slip in and quietly close my door. By the moonlight streaming through the window, I opened my eyes wide and saw what looked like Mom! My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.

The figure walked to my bedside, and a familiar fragrance wafted over. Wow, it really was Mom! Great! What was she doing here all of a sudden? Could it be…? Thinking this, I couldn't help but feel excited again!

“Xiaoming…”

Mom gently nudged me, calling softly.

I held my breath, pretending to be asleep, ignoring her, to see what she would do.

“Xiaoming, are you asleep?”

Mom nudged me again, but I still didn't move.

“Sigh!”

Mom sighed softly, muttering to herself, “Children really fall asleep quickly. It's good that he's finally asleep. I was worried he wouldn't be able to sleep. This child!”

As she spoke, Mom pulled the blanket up around me and turned to walk towards the door. Just then, I suddenly reached out and grabbed my mother's hand. Caught off guard, she swayed towards my bed, and I pulled her down with the momentum. My

mother screamed "Ah!" and fell into my arms!

"Xiaoming, you're so naughty! You scared me to death, you know!"

My mother scolded, pounding my chest with her fists.

"Why did you come into my room without a word?"

"You're so mean! I called you and you didn't wake up, you were pretending to be asleep!"

Mom pushed me away and tidied her hair. In the dim light, I noticed she was wearing pajamas. Her hair was loose and slightly damp; she had already showered, and a faint jasmine scent lingered on her skin.

I immediately leaned in and hugged her. "Mom, I knew you'd come, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to sleep tonight. Mom, you're so good. You're such a wonderful mother."

Mom poked my forehead with her finger and scolded, "It's all for you. I know you're overthinking things again. I went upstairs and saw your father asleep, so I felt relieved and came down to check on you."

"Mom, you're so good!"

I said, and without thinking twice, I pushed Mom onto my bed…

I quickly unbuttoned her robe. Wow, Mom wasn't wearing anything underneath! I excitedly hugged her smooth body and rolled around on the bed! After a few rolls, I pinned Mom beneath me.

My mother held me gently, and I buried my face in her soft breasts, suckling at them. I could feel her body trembling slightly; she seemed to be getting excited too!

My hands explored her entire body, sometimes her breasts, sometimes her buttocks. I even reached out to knead her breasts, not wanting to miss a single inch of her skin. This was on my bed, my mother in my arms; no one would disturb us, no one could take her away. My mother belonged to me! I could possess her completely!

I increased the pressure in my hands, kneading her buttocks and breasts forcefully.

My mother began to moan. Her breasts gave me a warm feeling, and I suckled at her hardened nipples like a nursing child. Soon, her nipples stood erect from the areolas.

So I moved away from her breasts and kissed downwards. My mother's body was soft and voluptuous, her skin smooth as silk. My lips freely touched her flesh, the wonderful feeling indescribable. My dear mother, I want to kiss your entire body!

I kissed all the way to her navel, and my mother began to feel pleasure. She leaned her body towards me, and I savored the unique fragrance of a mature woman emanating from her body. My mother let out a joyful sound that seemed like crying. Then I began to stroke her smooth thighs up and down. My mother's thighs were as smooth as silk and very soft. Gradually, my hands moved to the base of her thighs, where I touched my mother's vulva. It was still radiating warmth and was even a little moist, the residue we had left in the little garden earlier.

My lips moved downwards, gliding over my mother's lower abdomen. My chin touched her prickly pubic hair, and then I buried my head between my mother's legs!

"No, Xiaoming, not there... not there,"

Mom whispered, her hands trying to push my head away, but her resistance was so weak. I could already see Mom's vulva. I took a deep breath; the scent of her oozing fluid intoxicated me. I even wanted to suck on it. My lips touched her labia; this was the first time my lips had ever touched Mom's labia!

I was so excited I was going crazy.

I carefully admired the outline of Mom's vulva. Mom's vulva was so beautiful; a few glistening drops of fluid clung to her pubic hair. I began to gently tease her vulva with my tongue, lightly touching her plump labia with the tip of my tongue. It had a slightly salty taste. I then moved upwards, gently biting her pubic hair.

"Ah! Xiaoming... ah... no... ah..."

Mom moaned happily. Although she said "no," she instinctively pressed my head down, urging me to kiss her vagina more deeply. After kissing for a while, I used my tongue to push open Mom's labia and probed into her vagina!

"Ah!" Mom cried out in excitement.

I breathed in my mother's delicate, feminine scent, my tongue touching the inner walls of her vagina. The flesh inside was so tender, warm, and slippery; I wanted to take it all in my mouth!

I gently licked, then licked the entire inner wall, especially around her vagina. I moved my tongue to her most sensitive clitoris, pressing the tip against that little fleshy ball.

"Ah..."

my mother cried out. Then I inserted my tongue into her vagina, quickly swallowing and spitting it out, while still "eating" her genitals. My mother's breathing became increasingly rapid. I occasionally stimulated her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. My mother's genitals began to overflow suddenly. My tongue was immersed in her nectar; the feeling was truly amazing!

"Ah...ah...no..."

my mother pressed my head down forcefully, arching her back, her entire vulva pressing hard against my tongue, even my nose sinking into her vagina. My tongue scraped against the upper wall of her vagina, and my mother's body twisted even more violently, as if she were about to bounce up! My hands gripped her buttocks, my penis throbbing with unprecedented force!

Finally, with a long cry, Mom straightened her body, then her whole body began to spasm. I continued stimulating her; I knew I had brought her to orgasm. A fluid with a woman's scent gushed from her vagina—her vaginal fluid!

This continued for a few seconds, then Mom's body slumped down again. The room suddenly fell silent, save for her rapid breathing.

I lifted my head from between her legs. Mom looked at me shyly, her body drenched in sweat, her breasts full and erect, her pubic hair and thighs wet, clinging to her vulva. She involuntarily gasped and moaned, her full breasts rising and falling.

Mom was so beautiful during her orgasm!

We looked at each other for a while, then Mom pulled me onto her, and I gently stroked her breasts.

"Mmm, that's wonderful!"

My mother said shyly. "Xiaoming, I've never had an orgasm like this before. You're so good."

"Really!"

I said happily. "Mom, you're so beautiful and sexy. Being with you has always been my dream. Mom, you look so beautiful right now!"

I said sincerely, leaning against my mother.

My mother gently pulled me towards her, kissed my lips lightly, and then reached down to grasp my penis.

"My Xiaoming still hasn't had his fill!"

My mother, having abandoned her maternal reserve, teased me.

Actually, holding my beautiful mother, I couldn't resist anymore. I immediately started kneading her breasts hard.

My mother responded passionately. She wrapped her arms around my neck and spread her legs, reaching down to pull down my underwear! I straightened my back, letting my mother's toes hook onto the top of my underwear. With a forceful stretch of her legs, my underwear was pulled down to my feet, and my big thing was already standing there.

My mother grasped my penis in her hand—oh, her hands were so gentle! She began to stroke it, and slowly, my penis swelled to its fullest extent! Then she guided my penis to the base of her thighs, rubbing it up and down against her wet vulva. Soon, my glans was covered in her nectar.

My mother bent her thighs and spread them apart, placing my penis at the entrance of her vagina. At that moment, my mother blossomed like a flower, waiting for me to pluck her. She patted my buttocks and said, "Good...

child, come on."

Mother, I'm coming, my heart cried out.

Mom thrust her hips forward, and I followed suit, my penis plunging in easily. My penis was large and thick, and Mom's vagina opened like flower petals for it. Suddenly, Mom arched her back, and my penis reached deep inside her vagina. Although Mom's vagina wasn't very tight, it was hot and slippery, and I felt incredibly comfortable. The muscles of the inner walls gripped my penis tightly. I pulled out and then slid back in. Mom moaned softly, twisting her waist to match my thrusts, the "plop plop" sounds filling the room.

I thrust harder and harder, pumping wildly, and Mom responded with the same rhythm. My penis was quickly soaked with Mom's love juice. We seemed born to make love, endlessly repeating the same movements. Each time I thrust in, Mom arched her back to meet me, and each time I felt the head of my penis pressing against her cervix. Mom's breathing became increasingly rapid.

With her cooperation, I twisted my hips, thrusting my large penis left and right, up and down, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily. My mother also arched her hips upwards, making her plump little hole and my large penis fit together even more tightly.

Soon, my mother involuntarily cried out, "Ah...ah...ah..."

With each friction of my large penis against the tender flesh of her vaginal walls, my mother's delicate body would twitch, and with each twitch, her vagina would tighten, until the hot vaginal fluid in her vagina shot straight to the head of my penis. Only then did I press my hips down hard, my large penis thrusting all the way in. My mother's cervix, like a small mouth, sucked on my deeply inserted large penis.

That warm and tight feeling had an infinitely intoxicating pleasure.

I slowly pulled my large penis out until only the glans was inside her vaginal opening, then thrust it in forcefully and rapidly, each time penetrating deep into her core. My mother's body trembled uncontrollably, her legs flailing, her plump buttocks swaying violently, her entire body coiling around me like a snake.

At this moment, she instinctively raised her buttocks, thrusting her vagina upwards, upwards again, her eyes glazed with pleasure, panting softly, "Oh... ah... Xiaoming, ah... ah... ah..."

My thrusts became faster and deeper, causing her to gush with fluids, her vaginal opening clenching tightly around my glans. My mother was drenched in sweat, her cherry lips slightly parted, her beautiful face displaying a blissful expression of sexual satisfaction.

"Ah... Mom... my... good boy... ah..."

My penis, hard and throbbing after the fierce battle in the little garden, saw my mother's ecstatic state and knew I was about to collapse. I used all my strength to thrust a few more times, penetrating deep into my mother's vagina.

Suddenly, my mother's second orgasm came. She hugged me tightly, her whole body pressed against me, her clitoris sucking on my penis like a baby nursing.

"Mom!" I shouted wildly, arching my back and thrusting my penis as deep as possible into my mother's vagina. In that instant, "Plop! Plop!" Thick semen gushed into her uterus! This time I ejaculated for a long time before finishing, until the last drop.

Then I lay on my mother's delicate body, we both trembling and tightly entwined, floating into a heavenly realm of pleasure.

And so, my mother and I were intertwined, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasm. Several minutes passed before we came down from our peak.

I gently stroked my mother's breasts. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with the hem of her nightgown, looking at me with eyes full of a mother's love for her child. She softly said, "Good son, you're really amazing. Your father and I have never experienced anything like this."

My mother's words made me very proud.

"Mom, it's probably because I love you so much," I said.

"Okay, Xiaoming, this is my best orgasm ever."

My mother pushed me away from her: "Good boy, I should go back now. Your father might wake up. I'm leaving."

My mother and I kissed for a while before I reluctantly let go of her. She stood up, wiped herself clean, put on her nightgown, and quietly left my room.

Watching her figure disappear through my doorway, I collapsed onto the bed.

That night, I slept very soundly.
(Nine)

In 1976, the Cultural Revolution was over, and I was already 20 years old. That year, the national college entrance examination was reinstated, and I was admitted to Peking University, my mother's alma mater.

The biology department only had two classes, with students from all over the country. Of course, due to historical reasons, there were both old and young students, and I was basically the youngest.

At that time, very few children of high-ranking officials like myself studied biology. In those days, physics and politics were paramount. Most children of military families chose Tsinghua University's physics department, a good major for dedicating themselves to national defense, while Peking University's biology department was mostly filled with students from other parts of the country. However, my parents didn't object to my choice of biology. They were very open-minded and hoped that I would contribute to the country after graduation.

On the morning of the first day of school, the whole family accompanied me for a walk around the Peking University campus. The sky was a bit overcast that day, without the sun, and a cool breeze was blowing. The whole family was very happy, strolling around the campus together. At each place, my mother introduced it to us, telling us what she had done there in the past, her face beaming with a smile. Looking at my mother's smile, at the beautiful campus, and at the students coming and going, I felt proud, but thinking that I would only be able to see my mother once a week, or even less often, I couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Mom seemed to have noticed too. At noon, after lunch at the Peking University cafeteria, she said to Dad, "Old Wang, you and Xiaotong can go back first. I'll check if Xiaoming has anything else he needs. I'll have Fourth Sister-in-law bring it over tomorrow."

Dad smiled and said, "He's such a big man now. Can't you let him be more independent?" Then, turning to me, he said, "Xiaoming, from today onwards you're a university student, practically an adult. You need to learn to take care of yourself. The country will rely on young people like you in the future. You need to work hard, understand?"

I nodded.

My older sister also came over, took my hand, and said meaningfully, "Little brother, come visit your sister often when you have the chance. Don't forget about your sister now that you're in university. We're still your half-teachers."

Thinking of Mom beside me, I couldn't help but feel a little flustered and quickly replied, "Okay, I will," without daring to look up.

After everyone said goodbye, Mom and I continued strolling around the campus. Mom kept giving me advice, as if I were still a child. I leaned against my mother, like a couple.

The sky wasn't cooperating; a light drizzle began to fall. We followed the cobblestone path to a quiet little garden in the north section, found a bench shaded by trees, and sat down. The garden was very quiet; besides us, there wasn't a single other person.

My mother looked at me, gently brushed the damp hair from my forehead, and said, "Xiaoming, from now on, Mom won't be around to take care of yourself."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm mature now."

"You need to study hard. Mom knows you're smart, but you also need to work hard. Mom will come to see you often. Don't neglect your studies."

"Mom, I know. You know me well. I'll always be your Xiaoming," I said, snuggling affectionately into my mother's arms.

"Alright," Mom patted my head, "that's right, all my hard work wasn't in vain. But you still need to take care of yourself. Food supplies are still tight. Come home on Sunday, Mom will make you something nice to eat, ah..."

I nodded, inhaling the fragrance emanating from Mom, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. I hugged Mom's waist, "Mom, we might not see each other for a long time in the future, Mom, I really miss you."

"A few days is too long," Mom said gently.

"A day apart feels like three autumns." I looked up at her.

"You're so cheeky," Mom laughed, playfully tapping my head.

Looking at Mom's beautiful face, my heart skipped a beat. I grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, this is the school you used to live in. Now, I'm just like you, living in this school too. Let's leave some memories here, okay? Like that night by the river."

A blush rose on Mom's face. "No, Xiaoming, Mom has to go back." She tried to get up, but I held her waist, preventing her from standing. My hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, resting on her smooth waist, and began to caress it gently.

"This is the school, Xiaoming, don't do this..." Mom twisted her waist, trying to break free from my embrace, but I tightened my hold.

"Mom, don't leave me so soon. Don't you really want to leave some memories here?" I gazed at her intently.

Mom glanced around nervously. "You're so naughty, doing this in broad daylight. You're a college student now."

"Mom, this place is remote, and it's drizzling. Nobody will come. Mom, please." I started to plead.

I knew this was the most effective tactic. Sure enough, Mom hesitated for a moment. I kept stroking her waist, and Mom finally sighed, but stopped twisting her body, just nervously looking around.

I took the opportunity to lift Mom's skirt and gently stroked her smooth thighs. Mom's body trembled slightly. Through her underwear, I gently pressed her private parts. Mom pressed her body against mine, and her hands wrapped around my neck.

"Mom, this is our campus. Let's create a beautiful memory here, okay, Mom?" I murmured in Mom's ear, letting my warm breath fill her ear.

"Mmm," Mom responded softly.

So I made her stand up, then knelt in front of her, lifted her skirt, and pulled her underwear down to her knees. Mom quickly pulled her skirt down to cover her thighs. I lifted one of her ankles and pulled her underwear down to one side. Mom looked around to make sure no one was watching before lifting her other ankle so I could pull her underwear down completely. I put her underwear in my pocket, sat on the bench, and pulled Mom closer. She faced me, spread her legs, and sat on my lap.

I kissed her on the cheek. "Mom, I love you so much. I think about you every day."

Mom smiled, kissed me back, and whispered, "Now that you're in college, when you find someone and start dating, you'll forget about Mom."

"Mom, I won't..." I tried to argue, but Mom covered my mouth.

"Okay, Mom knows, don't say anything more. Ming'er, hurry up, okay? Mom's a little nervous."

"Mom, this is your school, what are you afraid of?" I teased her. She didn't say anything more, just hugged me tightly.

I reached down and touched my mother's lower body. Whether from nervousness or excitement, she was already a little wet. I glanced at her; she shyly turned her head away. It seemed she also wanted to leave a memory there!

This excited me greatly. I immediately unzipped my pants, rolled up my underwear, and pulled out

my penis. The moment the head touched the inside of her thigh, it became even harder, standing erect with bulging veins. My mother looked down and saw my penis, her face turning even redder. I placed my hands on her buttocks and lifted her up, her body pressing against mine. She lifted her hips, positioning my penis so her vagina pressed against the head. I thrust my hips forward, and half of the head went in.

"Mmm," my mother hummed softly, releasing my penis and placing her hands on my shoulders. Using her weight, she twisted her waist and slowly sat down, allowing my penis to fully enter her.

Her vagina gripped me tightly; it felt amazing. I held my mother close, and she held me tightly. We moved gently against each other, letting my penis and vagina rub slowly. I rested my head against her chest, experiencing her softness and fragrance, while my hands cupped her buttocks, greedily caressing her skin.

"Mom, I want you to have memories here," I kept repeating in her ear, arousing her desire. My mother seemed moved as well, her face filled with happiness and love. She even actively twisted her waist to rub against my penis.

But she still maintained a mother's unique reserve, and between her movements, she never forgot to gently remind me in my ear, "Ming'er, hurry up, okay, hurry up."

My mother's murmurs only excited me more. To make love with my mother in the quiet campus was an unparalleled pleasure. I had no reason to finish too soon. I wasn't afraid even if someone came. I just wanted to enjoy my mother's warm vagina and savor the feeling of being held tightly in her arms.

"Mom, this is our school." I called out in my heart, thrusting my hips into my mother's vagina again and again. My mother slightly closed her legs, squeezing my penis even tighter. She must have wanted me to ejaculate quickly.

I tried my best to hold back, but the pleasure was too intense. I was about to reach my climax. I couldn't hold back anymore. I could only grab my mother's full buttocks haphazardly, bury my head in my mother's chest, and thrust with all my might, and I exploded.

My mother felt the swelling of my glans. She gritted her teeth and held back her moan, but her lower body instinctively tightened, sucking my penis tightly. I grinned and shot all my semen into my mother's body.

Mother and son sat on the bench like this, embracing each other, enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm.

(X)

In the summer of 1980, I was 23 years old and had been working in a unit in Beijing for two years. My mother, Fang Biru, was 47 years old. She was a Chinese teacher at a middle school in Beijing. My father's health was deteriorating, and he was practically paralyzed, let alone able to have sex with my mother.

Perhaps because of my efforts, my mother still looked only in her thirties, a typical mature beauty. Although she had a bit of a belly, her genitals appeared even more swollen with the accumulation of fat, and her large breasts were even larger, though slightly sagging.

None of this diminished my sexual desire for my mother; on the contrary, I found her increasingly voluptuous and mature, her body still so white, her vulva still tight and stimulating. Every time I saw my mother, I felt a desire to conquer her body. After all, the incestuous thrill of having sex with one's own mother was stronger than any other form of intercourse!

Because my second sister's six-year-old son, Xiaohui, often stayed at our house, and whenever his grandmother was home, he would cling to her all day, I rarely had the opportunity to have sex with my mother, except late at night.

One day in early July, I went on a business trip for more than half a month.

When I returned, Xiaohui was on summer vacation, and my mother, Fang Biru, was also resting at home. Xiaohui clung to his grandmother all day, even demanding to sleep with her at night. I was quite annoyed, having not had sex with my mother for over ten or twenty days. I missed her terribly, but there was nothing I could do.

One night, I was painfully hard, and in my frustration, I suddenly thought of the blissful intercourse I had with my mother by the river in the mountain village eight or nine years ago. Then I thought of asking for leave to visit my adoptive father in the south with my mother, so that I would have a chance to be with her…

The next morning, when I told my parents about my idea, they both agreed. After all, it had been eight or nine years. My adoptive father, Liu Wenlong, had written three years after my mother and I returned to Beijing, saying that his illness had been cured and that he had married a widow with a little girl. Before my business trip, he had also written to us, saying that he was old and missed us very much. Two days later, my mother and I boarded the train south.

Three days later, my son and I finally set foot on our homeland again, arriving in southern Hunan—that small mountain village.

My adoptive father, who was already sixty-seven years old, was overjoyed to see us. He was clearly much older, but my stepmother (his wife, whom I called stepmother because he was the second oldest) Li Yuejuan, was only thirty-eight. She was of medium build and, although just a village woman with somewhat rough hands and feet, she was quite attractive upon closer inspection.

Her face and neck were a bit dark from working in the sun, but I could glimpse her white and full breasts through her unbuttoned collar. Judging from her swollen breasts, they were quite large, certainly larger than my mother Fang Biru's. She was a rather attractive mature woman, and I even had the urge to enter her body. Looking at my younger sister (stepmother's daughter) Lihong, she was also a pretty girl, though only fifteen years old.

That evening, my adoptive father and stepmother killed a chicken and bought meat to treat us warmly. My mother gave my adoptive father two hundred yuan, which made him very happy, saying he must have done good deeds in his past life. That night, my mother and I felt tired from the journey and went to bed early.

The next day at noon, I told my adoptive father I wanted to go to the market in Xiaowei, about eight miles away. He smiled and said to my mother and me, "Go ahead! But I can't go with you and your mother,

my legs aren't very good! Anyway, you know the place well! Nothing much has changed, just a few more things to sell. Go!" My mother and I went to the market and came back in less than half an hour. There really wasn't much to do. Maybe I've grown up, or maybe I've seen too much in Beijing!

On the way home, I said to my mother, Fang Biru, "Mom, do you remember what happened eight years ago, when we were by the river?"

My mother stopped walking, looked at me, and then smiled and said, "Of course I remember!"

"Then shall we go there again?"

"Oh! Sure... but do you want to relive those memories with your mother? Tell me the truth!"

"Yes!"

My mother and I arrived at the familiar riverbank and sat down on the grass in the woods. Although very few people came here, it was broad daylight, and I still didn't dare to do *that* with my mother there. I just chatted with my mother by the river, talking about work and the pleasures of mother-son intimacy.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening, another beautiful moonlit night. My mother and I made an excuse to my adoptive father that we were going to visit a farmer, and quietly went to a small river about two miles away. As soon as we entered the woods, I couldn't wait to hug my forty-seven-year-old mother, Fang Biru, and began to grope and kiss her passionately...

"Mmm... huff... huff... don't be so hasty! Xiaoming... mmm... Mom will give it to you!" "Mom... you know, I haven't made love with you for almost a month, I miss you so much!"

I hurriedly took off all of my mother's clothes. In the moonlight, my mother's body lying on the grass looked so white, her breasts were so full and big, and her lower body was a dark shadow. I pressed my naked body against my mother's body, held my hard penis, pushed open my mother's soft labia, and slowly inserted it into her wet and hot vagina. Since returning to my mother's love nest, I had not been in a hurry to thrust and release. Eight years of sex with my mother had taught me the techniques of lovemaking.

While passionately kissing my mother, I gently rubbed her full breasts, caressed her lower abdomen, thighs, mons pubis, and pubic hair... and then teased her clitoris, arousing her sexual desire. My mother moaned...

After a few minutes, my mother was so aroused that she softly asked me to fuck her. By the river, on the grass, the bright moonlight quietly shone on the grass in the woods. I, twenty-three years old, was lying on top of my forty-seven-year-old biological mother—Teacher Fang Biru—her mature and voluptuous body, my hard penis deeply inserted into her hot and lubricated vagina. The walls of my mother's vagina tightly enveloped my penis. As her son, I was using my mature penis to enter her genitals for incestuous intercourse. I thought of her snow-white buttocks, and excitedly thrust my penis in and out of my mother's vagina, rubbing her two snow-white and plump breasts with my hands and sucking on her erect nipples.

My mother and I moaned and cried out softly, deriving intense stimulation and pleasure from the friction of our genitals. There is no sex in the world more stimulating and pleasurable than mother-son intercourse.

If I were a teenager, I would have ejaculated long ago under my mother's stimulation, but years of mother-son intercourse had given me mastered sexual self-control, allowing me to almost always bring my mother to orgasm.

However, because my mother and I hadn't done it for almost a month, the accumulated semen made me unable to hold back from ejaculating after only ten minutes of intercourse…

Knowing I was about to ejaculate, I quickened my thrusting…

My mother also sensed my impending ejaculation, and the intense friction of our genitals propelled her to the peak of orgasm. My youthful semen once again sprayed violently into my mother, Fang Biru's, body, waves of pleasure washing over her… My mother trembled, tightly embracing me, her vagina contracting violently…

The moment I ejaculated deep into my mother's vagina, I felt as if I had entered a ethereal paradise…

A month's worth of pent-up desire was poured forth into my mother's genitals! Completely conquering the body and soul of the mother who gave me life!

After ejaculating, my penis remained inside my mother's vagina. Less than two minutes later, a strong lust reignited...

This time, I made love with my mother for thirty or forty minutes before ejaculating inside her.

I was so satisfied after having sex with my mother twice! But I knew I couldn't stay there long. After cuddling and caressing my mother for a while, I got up, put on my clothes, and went home.

After that, my mother and I came back for two more nights and made love several more times.

Unfortunately, I only had a two-week vacation, which took five or six days to get there and back, leaving only seven or eight days in between. I only stayed at my adoptive father's house for five days, planning to stay in a hotel with my mother for two or three days after returning to Beijing. My

adoptive father's house had only two brick houses. My adoptive parents lived in one room, and my fifteen-year-old sister, my mother, and I shared the other. My sister and mother slept in the same bed, and I slept on top of a grain cabinet, opposite them.

During those days, I didn't have a chance to make love with my mother at all. But on the night before my mother and I were to return to Beijing, my sister was called away by a classmate who said she wouldn't be back that night but would come back the next morning to take us.

That night, my mother and I made love again, but neither of us dared to moan loudly. Perhaps because of the environment, I could sense that my mother was very nervous; her chest heaved rapidly, her breath came in short gasps, and her vagina twitched constantly…

For some reason, I was also unusually nervous and excited. Pressing myself against my mother's warm, full, soft, and mature body, I ejaculated in less than ten minutes…

Three days later, my mother and I returned to Beijing. As soon as we got off the train, we didn't go straight home, even though our home was more than thirty minutes away from the station. Instead, my mother and I decided to check into a hotel. Back

then, hotels in Beijing weren't as nice as they are now, but checking in didn't require any ID. My mother and I checked into a hotel about two kilometers from the station. To avoid suspicion, we booked two rooms, one in 502 and the other in 503. My mother stayed in 503, which was right across from mine.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I knocked on my mother's door. She was only wearing a black bra and black panties, which my father had bought for her. The black underwear and her full, white body created a striking effect, making her look even more voluptuous, fair, and alluring. Her hair was wet, indicating that she had just taken a shower. I quickly slipped into her room, and she closed and locked the door.

"Mom just finished showering, her hair isn't dry yet, could you help her dry it?"

"Okay!"

Mom was sitting in front of the dressing table, and I used a towel to dry her wet hair. From my angle, I could see that most of her large, white breasts were exposed, her large breasts stretched her bra tightly, forming a deep, white cleavage. Then I saw her white, protruding belly, and her swollen vulva made her panties bulge. Thinking that it was the place where I was conceived, and that Mom was my biological mother with whom I shared blood, a desire to fuck her suddenly rose up. I could feel that Mom's thing was like opium, making me addicted.

I tossed aside the towel, carried my mother to the bed, and stood in front of the bed to undress. As I pulled down my shorts, my erect penis sprang out, bouncing around. Once on the bed, I removed my mother's bra and panties, revealing the voluptuous, snow-white body of a mature middle-aged woman. My mother got up, grabbed my penis, and brought her mouth to the glans, sucking it and teasing it with her tongue, sending waves of stimulation through me. She then took my penis in and out repeatedly. I lay on the bed, enjoying my mother's licking and sucking; I felt incredibly good!

"Oh... Mom..." Before long, I was overwhelmed with excitement and couldn't help but ejaculate into my mother's mouth. My penis throbbed in her mouth as I ejaculated several streams of semen, which my mother swallowed completely...

After my mother gave me oral sex, I hugged her and caressed her, kissing her mouth, which was filled with the taste of semen. My mother gently stroked my penis with her hand, and I caressed and kneaded her large, plump breasts. In less than five minutes, my penis was hard again!

My mother lay on her back on the bed, gently parting her legs. I leaned down...

my hard penis quickly entered her vagina... My mother, Fang Biru, and I made love passionately for two days in the hotel before returning home by car.

One day, when my mother and I were alone, she said to me, "Xiaoming, you should have a girlfriend. We can't just stay at home like this, and besides, I'm getting old!" Soon after, through my mother's introduction, I met Fan Xin, a young and beautiful female teacher at her school. Three months later, she became my wife.

A year later, I had a lovely daughter. My wife and I were very loving, but fate is unpredictable. When my daughter was three years old, my wife unfortunately passed away, leaving me devastated. My

mother, over fifty years old, was so worried about this unfortunate event that she couldn't eat for several days, and a few more gray hairs appeared on her head. More than

twenty days later, my second aunt and younger sister, who lived far away in the south, learned of my misfortune and rushed over from afar. My second aunt, Li Yuejuan, and my younger sister, Liu Lihong, comforted me greatly, and my younger sister, Lihong, accompanied me outside to clear my head.

Lihong had grown into a beautiful 19-year-old girl, 1.63 meters tall, quite voluptuous and pretty, somewhat resembling the Japanese actress Momoe Yamaguchi, which captivated me. She had just graduated from vocational school and was assigned to work at the county health bureau. We got along very well.

I knew that although Lihong and I were siblings, we had no blood relation whatsoever and could absolutely become husband and wife.

My younger sister only stayed with me for three days before returning to the south. But from then on, I began to correspond with her frequently.

One day in August 1984, my father and sister went to Beidaihe, leaving my mother and me at home.

That evening, my 27-year-old mother and I, 51 years old, made love in my room. Ever since my mother, Fang Biru, turned 50, she wouldn't let me touch her, even though she still didn't look old, appearing to be only in her early forties. She refused me because she was old and I had a wife and daughter.

My wife had been gone for six months, and this was a rare opportunity—just my mother and I left at home. The night my parents left, my mother and I were watching TV in the living room. She was only wearing a thin white silk nightgown, and her large breasts, without a bra, swayed inside, arousing a long-dormant desire. I couldn't help but hug her and beg her to resume making love with me. Out of pity for my lost wife, she agreed to my request…

Soon, my mother and I were both naked.

I gazed at my mother's plump, snow-white body, her two large, trembling breasts. Her areolas were large, her nipples big and erect, a reddish-brown color. Her white abdomen already had a noticeable belly, much larger than two years ago. Below her abdomen was a full, protruding mons pubis, covered with a thick patch of soft, dark pubic hair arranged in an inverted triangle. Her two thighs were plump and white, full of sensuality.

My penis was hard and erect, throbbing incessantly. "Wow! Ah Ming, your thing is so big! ...It's gotten this big in just one year!" "Mom, your pussy is so big too!" I also felt that my thing had grown longer and thicker over the past year, reaching six or seven inches in length, thicker and longer than many adults'. I wondered why?

Perhaps it was related to my long-term use of aphrodisiacs.

After my mother finished speaking, her sensual body lay back on the bed, her two large breasts swaying back and forth on her chest like two water bags, a typical middle-aged woman's figure (actually, according to age classification, my mother is already considered old, but age doesn't always indicate that level; I still consider my mother to be middle-aged), which excited me, a boy who was obsessed with middle-aged women. At this moment, my mother even used her hands to spread her plump and alluring labia.

"Amin, your big cock is so beautiful...come and fuck...fuck Mommy's cunt!" I immediately got on the bed, knelt between my mother's open thighs, and thrust my hard penis into her alluring and fiery flesh. After entering her body, I pressed my entire body against her burning flesh, squeezing incessantly, as if trying to melt my body into hers.

My mouth kept nibbling at my mother's two big breasts, kissing and sucking her lips, and kneading her two soft, big breasts with my hands. The part that had penetrated my mother's body moved gently inside her, and my mother moaned softly, her vagina tightly wrapping around and sucking my penis.

I felt the middle-aged woman's vulva devouring the young boy's penis. It had been a year since I had sex with my mother, and everything seemed to return to the incredibly exciting and itchy feeling of the first time I had sex with her. I knew that I would ejaculate quickly this time, so I accelerated my attack on my mother's vulva, my penis thrusting rapidly in and out of her vagina, while my hands were still grabbing and kneading my mother's snow-white and full breasts.

After twenty or thirty thrusts, I reached the peak of ecstasy. I tightly embraced my mother's hot, voluptuous body, and she embraced me tightly in return, her plump legs crossing and wrapping around my buttocks. My penis, inserted inside her, throbbed and trembled, and warm semen forcefully ejaculated deep into her vagina…

“Mom will find you another woman, okay?” “No, Mom, let’s talk about it later… Oh!…

Mom, I want to fuck you again!” My penis, still hard inside her, began to have intercourse with my mother a second time.

Since I had already ejaculated inside her once, this time the intercourse would definitely last longer. I fucked my mother hard, and a lot of sticky fluid gushed from her vaginal opening. After thrusting for a while, I leaned down and kissed my mother, caressing her breasts, thighs, lower abdomen, and genitals. I inserted my fingers into her vagina, which was already filled with my penis, digging, teasing, and probing, and even used my fingers to stimulate her clitoris.

My mother writhed with excitement, then I cupped her face in my hands, using my tongue to probe, tease, and stir her mouth, sucking and gently biting her lips, while continuing to thrust below. Her eyes rolled back, as if she were dying.

My 51-year-old mother, Fang Biru, was brought to ecstasy by my fucking this time, reaching the peak of her orgasm. This time, we made love for over half an hour before I ejaculated inside her again, and she had already reached two orgasms.

That night, my mother and I made love almost all night long, five or six times, until five in the morning. Satisfied, my mother and I embraced and caressed each other on the bed, falling asleep...

The next morning, I got dressed, and it was almost 11 a.m. My mother went to the kitchen to cook, and I returned to her bed to rest, falling into a deep sleep a few minutes later...

My mother woke me up after 12 p.m. After eating in the kitchen, she took a shower, while she continued eating.

After finishing her meal, she continued with housework for nearly an hour. It was past eight o'clock in the evening when I went back to my room to find clothes to take a shower in the newly built shower room in my house. After showering, I returned to my room at almost nine o'clock. I was half lying on her bed reading a book, wearing only shorts and a tank top. When my mother came into the room, she was also wearing only red underwear and a red bra. It was the first time I had ever seen my mother wearing a bra of this color. It was quite exciting.

"Wow! Mom, you look so beautiful tonight, that bra is gorgeous!" "Really!" My mother got into bed, chased away the mosquitoes, lowered the mosquito net, and left the light on—a new fluorescent light installed a few months ago, very white and bright. On the bed, I reached my hands to my mother's breasts, gently rubbing them through her bra. My mother's hands also reached down to my crotch, pulling out my still-erect penis and stroking it with her gloved hand. Soon, my penis hardened and became erect in her hands.

My mother reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, revealing two large, snow-white breasts that bounced out, swaying from side to side. Then she took off her panties, and removed my vest and shorts. She told me to stand on the bed, grabbed my penis, opened her mouth, and took it in, swirling it around with her tongue and gently biting it with her teeth, licking and sucking my glans forcefully. Then she took it all in, slowly spitting out a section, then taking it in again, making me feel incredibly good.

“Mom, lie down and let me lick your pussy!” “Ah Ming…” Mom obediently lay back on the bed, spreading her legs. I reached out and parted her labia to admire them. Her mons pubis was plump and protruding, covered in thick pubic hair, incredibly alluring. Her labia were dark red and soft. I parted the thick pubic hair at the entrance with my hand, then used my fingers to spread open the red, moist slit. Inside, it was dark red and glistening with moisture. I used my tongue to probe and lick her vulva. Mom was extremely excited, and her juices kept seeping out.

“Mmm… Mom can’t hold back anymore! Son… You’re licking Mom so well… Ah Ming… Quickly, put your thing into Mom’s pussy… Fuck me… Fuck Mom… Quickly…” Mom was already moaning and groaning. I then knelt down between Mom’s parted legs, and my hard penis slid into her vagina.

After my penis entered my mother's vagina, we began a passionate kiss. I sucked on her full lips, drawing out her saliva. Her body exuded a unique, alluring scent, intoxicating and deeply satisfying. Her vagina tightly enveloped my erect penis, rhythmically contracting. A woman's vulva is so beautiful! So intoxicating!

I gently caressed my mother's smooth body, kneading her two large, swollen breasts, sucking on her two reddish-brown nipples. Then, I pressed myself against my mother's plump, hot, and soft body, moving up and down. My erect penis gently thrust in and out of her vagina, savoring the pleasure and stimulation from the friction between my penis and her vagina.

My mother stroked my back, letting out soft moans, ecstatically enjoying the intrusion and thrusting of her own son. Each time my glans penetrated, it touched my mother's cervix, each touch making her tremble.

I savored my mother's genitals, letting those very organs that had given birth to me soothe my own son's magnificent penis, accepting its intrusion and withdrawal, bringing her immense pleasure. I began to thrust forcefully into my mother's cunt, the rapid thrusts causing her to cry out repeatedly, her head swaying from side to side.

I propped myself up and frantically attacked my mother's vulva, reaching orgasm with her. My mother had already climaxed under my rapid thrusts, her whole body trembling, screaming, her eyes rolling back, her vagina contracting. I also quickly felt the peak of pleasure, shivering a few times, and ejaculated directly into my mother's body.

After ejaculating, I could still feel my mother's vagina contracting, as if it were sucking my semen. After the pleasure subsided, I lay quietly on top of my mother, panting, my penis still inside her vulva. After a while, my penis softened and slid out of my mother's vagina, and only then did I roll off my mother, satisfied.

My mother lovingly wiped the sweat from my body with a towel, then used toilet paper to wipe the sticky fluid from my penis, and also wiped the sticky fluid from her own vulva. Afterwards, my mother lay down and we continued to kiss and caress each other, chatting like a married couple. After making love, my mother and I slept in the same bed, and I fell into a deep sleep, holding my naked mother tightly...

One night, after my mother, Biru, and I took a shower, we lay in bed watching a video. It was a Japanese adult film about a middle school student having an affair with his female teacher. The teacher tutored the male student at night, and during the tutoring session, the teacher and student had sex. After finishing, they went to the bathroom to wash up, then performed oral sex on each other, and then had sex again. Just as the male student was about to ejaculate, he pulled out his penis and ejaculated into the teacher's mouth. The teacher swallowed the student's semen. The scene was quite obscene.

After watching it, my mother, Biru, and I imitated it, and at my mother's request, I ejaculated into her mouth for the first time and made her swallow it. It was so exciting!

After my mother swallowed my semen, I had sex with her again, ejaculating into her vagina. Then I lay down to rest. When my mother got up to get some toilet paper, she accidentally found the love letter I was going to send to Lihong in my desk drawer. Curious, she picked it up and started reading. When I realized she was reading it, I awkwardly snatched it from her hand. My mother laughed, "I saw it all, Xiaoming. Do you really like Lihong?"

"This… um!"

"And Lihong?"

"She likes me too!"

"What about her mother and your adoptive father? Do they know?"

"I don't know."

"You'd better ask them! After all, your relationship with Lihong isn't just ordinary!"

"Okay!"

"I hope you get what you want!"

"Thank you, Mom!"

"You've already ejaculated?"

"Mom!"

"Mom, stop wiping, I want to ejaculate on you again!"

Mom sat back down naked on the edge of the bed. I pressed her down and entered that familiar paradise once more…

I knew that once I married Lihong, I would never be able to have my mother, Fang Biru, again. Perhaps this was the last time I would have sex with my mother. I had to enjoy her mature body to the fullest. The pleasure of incest between mother and son intoxicated me. Sex with my own mother was a hundred times more stimulating than any other sexual act. My mother's vagina had become somewhat loose after being penetrated and thrust into by my father and me hundreds of times, but the key was the psychological stimulation. My mother gave birth to me, and I was entering her from the place where she gave birth to me to defile her. That feeling was far stronger than stimulation from the genitals.

That night, I used almost all the sex techniques I had learned from books and movies to play with my mother. After ejaculating four times, I was extremely satisfied.

The next day, I added to the letter that I wanted Lihong to consult her parents and sent it out.

Half a month later, I received a reply from Lihong. What she said in the letter—made my wish come true! My adoptive father and stepmother both agreed to my relationship with Lihong.

That evening, I told my father and sisters about it, and none of them objected. My parents even asked me when I would marry Lihong. After discussing it, we decided to bring Lihong over next spring. In

the days that followed, I was immersed in happiness, eagerly anticipating the passing of these six months.

Just as I was happily living my life, two months later, I suddenly received a call from Lihong in her hometown, telling me devastating news—my 72-year-old adoptive father, Liu Wenlong, had passed away due to illness!

The next morning, my parents and I took a train to a small mountain village a thousand miles away…

The train journey took two and a half days, plus more than an hour by car, and then a ten-minute walk along a small path before we finally arrived at that familiar little mountain village.

After seeing my stepmother and Lihong, everyone was heartbroken; my adoptive father had passed away the day before yesterday. After preparing the offerings, we went to a small hill a couple of miles away to pay our respects to my adoptive father.

That evening, we discussed things in the house. My parents asked my stepmother for her opinion; they wanted to bring her and Lihong to Beijing together. My stepmother hesitated, but after my mother persuaded her several times, she finally agreed.

The next day, my stepmother sold one of the pigs she was raising, giving the rest to my adoptive father's nephew and asking him to pay respects to his second uncle at an appropriate time.

On the third day, we set off together.

Three days later, we returned to Beijing.

A month later, my father, through an old comrade-in-arms from Hunan, got Lihong's paperwork sorted out and arranged for her to work in a health department in Beijing. My stepmother, already forty-two years old and only with an elementary school education, didn't help her find a job and just let her stay home to do housework.

Due to unforeseen circumstances, my wedding with Lihong was brought forward to New Year's Day, 1985. On

our wedding night, looking at my young and beautiful wife, Liu Lihong, especially her snow-white and smooth body, I was incredibly excited, and that night I had sex with her three times in a row.

With my diligent efforts, Lihong soon became pregnant. More than five months later, for the sake of the fetus, Lihong stopped letting me have sex. At first, it wasn't a big deal, but after a month or two, I was really frustrated. My mother, Fang Biru, had been unwell lately, and besides, since I became pregnant with Lihong, she wouldn't let me touch her anymore. The fire of sexual desire constantly tormented me; I longed for release.

One evening in August, around 8 PM, my wife and mother, Fang Biru, went downstairs to the courtyard to play mahjong with the neighbors. My father went to work, and Xiaohui and my second sister's family had been transferred to another district three months earlier.

I had originally planned to visit a friend, but when I arrived, my friend had gone out, so I returned out of boredom. I intended to go upstairs to my room to read, but upon entering, I found the lights off. I was too lazy to turn them on, as there was light coming in from outside, and it wasn't dark anyway.

As I passed the bathroom, I suddenly noticed the light was on. The door was ajar, with a gap of about ten centimeters. I heard the sound of water running, so I cautiously peeked in and immediately saw the back of a snow-white, voluptuous woman, with a large, white buttock facing the door—my mother was taking a shower! No, my mother was playing mahjong downstairs; it was my second aunt—my mother-in-law!

I wanted to leave, but due to a prolonged abstinence, I felt an urge and gently pushed open the door, going inside.

Hearing the noise, my second aunt instinctively turned around, and I saw her snow-white breasts and large nipples, which were completely exposed to me. Her plump, white abdomen was covered with thick black hair in that alluring area, and her skin was still smooth and elastic.

"Ah! Xiaoming, you... how did you get in!" my second aunt cried out, quickly covering her breasts and genitals with her hands.

"Ah... I need to pee, I... I didn't know anyone was there!" "Then go out for a bit, I'll put on my clothes before you come in." But my feet wouldn't move. My eyes were burning with lust as I looked at my second mother-in-law, pounced on her, and hugged her wet body, begging for pleasure. "Xiaoming... no... don't... this won't do..."

"Mom, please give me just this once, Lihong and I haven't done this in so long... please have pity on me!"

"No, Xiaoming, listen to me... I'm your mother-in-law... you're my son-in-law... we can't do this kind of thing..."

"Mom, I know you haven't done this for many years... don't you want to?" I pulled my mother-in-law's hands away—my mother-in-law, Li Yuejuan's mature, full, smooth, and white body, as white as cream, was completely exposed in front of me. I trembled as I reached out my hands to my mother's two large, white breasts, grabbing one in each hand and caressing and kneading them, then sucking on her two reddish-brown nipples.

I really enjoy playing with women's breasts. My mother-in-law's breasts were soft and elastic. While playing with her breasts, I didn't forget another, more important and exciting area.

I reached down to my mother-in-law's plump vulva, caressing the soft, thick pubic hair and kneading her thick labia. I felt my mother-in-law's body tremble slightly, and she let out a soft moan. Soon, she was wet. My mother-in-law also reached down to my erect penis and gently stroked it. I took off my vest and shorts, and naked, I hugged my mother-in-law's naked body tightly. I had a flesh-to-flesh embrace with a mature woman. My mother-in-law's breasts were pressed against my chest, and my penis was right in front of her. I kissed my mother-in-law, and she was finally aroused...

"Xiaoming, not here. Go to your room after you pee. I'll come to your room later..."

I obediently peed and went back to my room, waiting for my mother-in-law to come.

About ten minutes later, my mother-in-law came to my room in her pajamas. "Xiaoming, we can't stay here too long!" "Mom! Come on! I can't hold back anymore..." I quickly took off my clothes. My mother-in-law, Li Yuejuan, trembled as she reached out and gently stroked my penis. I trembled as I reached out and pulled the straps of her pajamas down to her shoulders. The pajamas slowly slid off her body and onto the floor. Then I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. After removing the bra, my mother-in-law's two snow-white, full breasts trembled before my eyes. I couldn't help but reach out and rub them, then sucked on her two light brown nipples...

My mother-in-law opened her mouth and breathed heavily, enjoying my caresses and sucking.

I crouched down, my hands trembling as I slowly pulled down my mother-in-law Li Yuejuan's panties. Her plump, bulging vulva, covered in thick, soft black pubic hair, was revealed before my eyes. I reached out and stroked her pubic hair on her mons pubis, then caressed her labia, vulva, and thighs...

I couldn't resist pulling my mother-in-law's naked body onto the bed. She lay naked on her back on the Simmons mattress, and I climbed onto the bed as well. She gently parted her snow-white, plump legs, and through her open thighs, I could see her plump, hairy vulva, which I had longed for day and night. Between her two thick, full, and alluring labia majora, interspersed with pubic hair, was a bright red and moist vulva. It was the first time I had seen my mother-in-law's vulva so closely and realistically. I was about to penetrate her vulva for intercourse. Looking at my mother-in-law's hairy vulva, I had never been with my mother-in-law before, and my heart was pounding.

I wondered what it would feel like to penetrate my mother-in-law's vagina. Would it be as stimulating and exhilarating as described in novels?

My scalp tingled, and my lust flared. I thrust my hard penis, eager to enter her vagina. As my penis touched her soft flesh at the slit, she trembled and murmured, "Xiaoming..."

"Mother-in-law...Mom..."

My mother-in-law, Li Yuejuan, guided my large penis towards her opening. With a thrust, the head of my penis entered her vagina. I pushed further in, the tender head protruding, incredibly itchy and stimulating. Soon, my entire penis was slowly inserted into her vagina.

Her warm, moist, and tight vagina felt like a mouth, tightly enveloping and sucking my erect penis. The tender head of my penis keenly felt the contractions and peristalsis of her vaginal walls.

The first time I inserted my penis into my mother-in-law's vagina was also my first time having sex with her. Her skillful sexual experience and technique led me into a blissful state of mother-son intercourse. I felt an intense, itchy stimulation all over my body. My mother-in-law was moaning and babbling, "Xiaoming...fuck me...use your big penis to fuck your mother-in-law's cunt! Quickly...fuck your mother-in-law's cunt!" "Okay, mother-in-law...I'll fuck you..." Upon hearing this, I forcefully thrust into my

mother-in-law's vagina. My penis went in and out of my mother-in-law's vagina, thrusting back and forth in her tight vagina. The intimate friction between my mother-in-law's warm, tightly gripping vagina and my erect penis brought my sexual desire to its peak.

I kneaded my mother-in-law's two large, white, and full breasts with my hands. Lacking sexual experience, I was aggressive towards her genitals, focusing solely on thrusting into her vulva to obtain the pleasure from the friction of the sexual organs. I didn't understand how to truly and fully enjoy my mother-in-law's body and the heavenly realm of spiritual and physical communication between a man and a woman.

My hard penis thrust in and out of my mother-in-law's vagina more than twenty times, and then I felt an urgent and unstoppable urge to release. I quickly stopped, and my penis inside my mother-in-law's body immediately and violently ejaculated deep into her vagina. What followed was a series of frightening and brief pleasures. Everything was too fast, and I couldn't feel the infinite pleasure of intercourse! The semen was so uncontrollable!

"Mother-in-law, I came..." "So fast!" My mother-in-law seemed very tense, hugging me and kissing and sucking wildly, and stroking me haphazardly with her hands, but my penis inside her body slowly softened and withdrew.

My mother-in-law sighed, "Alas!...Young man...it's been too long since you've had sex with a woman...too fast!..."

"Mom, I'm so useless!" "Alas! Xiaoming, don't blame yourself so much. You haven't had sex with a woman in too long. You're young, full of energy, and inexperienced, so naturally you'll ejaculate quickly. You'll gradually get used to it, and after a while, you'll be able to control it...Come on! Let your mother-in-law rub it for you, see if it's still hard..." As she spoke, my mother-in-law got up and used toilet paper to wipe the sticky fluid from my penis, then used her gloved hand to stroke and rub my penis. I sat up and reached my right hand down to my mother-in-law's genitals to touch her... My left hand caressed my mother-in-law's two soft and elastic breasts, pinching her nipples. My mother-in-law kissed me... In less than five minutes, I was aroused again by my mother-in-law, and my penis became erect again... "Mom, I want it again! Mom, I want to fuck your cunt!"

My mother-in-law lay down on the bed with a lewd smile, spreading her plump white legs again. I leaned down, held my erect and swollen penis, and pushed it into my mother-in-law's vaginal opening. It entered smoothly, and my hard penis once again entered my mature mother-in-law's body.

This time, I wasn't in a hurry to thrust. Although my penis was tightly gripped by my mother-in-law's warm vagina, and her lower body was pulsating with intense stimulation, I held back for now. Instead, like the sex scenes I'd seen on TV, on computers, and in novels, I first gave her a passionate kiss. Then, I grabbed her two large, white, full breasts, caressing and kneading them while sucking and licking them, teasing her erect nipples with my tongue. I then reached down to caress her white, plump thighs, kneading her fleshy labia, and teasing her clitoris. My

mother-in-law groaned as if she were seriously ill, her body clenching so tightly she cried out, "Xiaoming... child... fuck me quickly..."

I pressed and writhed against her elastic body, calling out to her as I thrust my penis inside her.

My erect penis gently throbbed and rubbed inside my mother-in-law's vagina... I cupped her face in my hands, licking her eyes, nose, and lips with my tongue while vigorously thrusting my lower body, making her eyes hazy and causing her to moan and cry out.

I tightly embraced my mother-in-law's snow-white, smooth, hot, and elastic body, forcefully and rapidly attacking and pounding into her lower body. My penis, as hard as an iron rod, reached its peak, continuously thrusting into my mother-in-law's enchanting vagina. My mother-in-law, Li Yuejuan, was so excited that she felt like she was dying of pleasure. Suddenly, her whole body trembled, her vagina tightly gripping my hard penis in spasmodic contractions, her eyes rolled back, and she moaned and cried out incessantly, her vaginal fluid gushing out. I knew my mother-in-law had reached orgasm. Fortunately, I had already ejaculated once before, which allowed me to persist until my mother-in-law reached the peak of pleasure. I excitedly thrust in and out more than ten more times, finally feeling... As I was about to ejaculate, I thrust my penis deep into my mother-in-law's vagina, reaching her cervix. "Mom, I'm going to ejaculate!"

Hearing this, my mother-in-law excitedly hugged me tightly as I lay on top of her. Suddenly, my penis trembled violently inside my mother-in-law Li Yuejuan's tightly gripped vagina, and streams of warm, youthful semen forcefully sprayed into her vagina and uterus. The incestuous pleasure of mother-son incest followed, and I felt an exhilarating, almost heavenly, sensation. The young son-in-law's semen was flowing continuously into my middle-aged mother-in-law's uterus—the place that had once conceived his wife.

At the moment of my ejaculation, my mother-in-law trembled again, her vagina contracting repeatedly, experiencing another orgasm.

"Ah... Mom's having so much fun!" "Mom, your son's having so much fun too..." I lay quietly on top of my mother-in-law for a good five or six minutes, until the feeling of exhaustion and satisfaction came, and my penis softened and withdrew from her vagina. Only then did I roll off her and lie down in her arms...

After resting for a few minutes, my mother-in-law got up and dressed. I knew she couldn't stay any longer, so I didn't try to stop her. Looking at her fair and voluptuous body, and thinking about my courageous actions, I felt a sense of satisfaction...

My mother-in-law became another woman for my sexual release. I am forty-three years old this year. So far, I have slept with a total of one hundred women: two mothers, two wives, one sister, two friends of my mother, Sister Ling and Sister Wen, three female colleagues, and the rest were hotel waitresses and massage girls in hair salons.

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