[Urban] Mother and Child Concentration Camp (Complete) - 8

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(XI)

Lin Xue'er quickly pushed open the door of the private room. She needed to discuss the current situation with her son again.

"Welcome to visit again next time!" another waiter said outside the door.

"Dawei! Dawei! Dawei... this..." Lin Xue'er ignored the waiter and rushed into the next private room.

"Miss! Miss! You can't..." the waiter tried to stop her.

"Where is he? Dawei... where is the gentleman inside?" Lin Xue'er looked at the empty private room and couldn't see her son. She panicked even more.

"I'm sorry, Miss! Who are you talking about? You are the only customer on this floor right now." "I..." Lin Xue'er was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

"Miss... are you... are you alright?" "Could you... please ask your manager to come here? There are some things I need to ask him." Lin Xue'er said, trying to calm herself down.

"Okay, please wait a moment." After a while.

"Hello! How can I help you?" The person who came was the same middle-aged manager that Lin Xue'er had met with her son the previous two times.

"No...it's nothing, sorry! I disturbed you." Lin Xue'er was certain she was still in a dream, but why wasn't her son, Dawei, here?

Lin Xue'er quickly left "Dream Valley." She didn't take the tram; instead, she hailed a taxi and rushed home.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Lin Xue'er arrived home. She impatiently pressed the elevator button and went straight to the sixth floor.

"Dawei! Dawei! Da..." Lin Xue'er tried to open the door with her key, but the key wouldn't go in the lock. After trying every key, she pounded on the door, calling for her son.

Lin Xue'er was truly panicked. When she saw the manager, she realized she was still in a dream, but why wasn't her son, Dawei, there?

"Dawei! Dawei! Waaah...Dawei! Waaah..." Lin Xue'er burst into tears.

"Huh? Mom! What's wrong?" Suddenly the door opened, and Dawei, seeing Lin Xue'er's appearance, asked in surprise.

"Dawei! You...why did you come back first...I...I was so worried, waaah..." Lin Xue'er said, crying.

"Mom, come in first! What did you say? I didn't go out! How come you said I came back first?" Dawei said as he closed the door.

"You... sigh! Never mind..." Lin Xue'er suddenly realized that this was another development in the plot.

"Mom, what's wrong? Don't scare me, what happened?" Dawei asked anxiously when he saw his mother's disheveled appearance.

"..." Lin Xue'er slumped weakly onto the bed, her thoughts in complete chaos.

"Mom! Say something! What happened?" Dawei became more and more anxious as he looked at her.

"Okay! Anyway, it's all in a dream, so what's wrong with me saying it? Dawei, Mom just came back from 'Dream Valley'." "Dream...Dream Valley? Mom, why would you go to a place like that? A classmate of mine went there once, and after he came back, he had mental problems. He kept saying...saying...Ah! Mom, just like you said, he kept saying 'It's all in a dream,' and then...he almost turned the school upside down, and almost raped a female classmate. Mom...you...you also..." "Right! I think I'll probably be like him, constantly reincarnating in my dreams, constantly having the same dream over and over again. The scenes and plots are all similar, all plots and characters that I created myself. And now...it's still the same...I'm still in a dream." Lin Xue'er said listlessly, slumped on the bed.

"Mom! Please don't scare me, okay? You're not in a dream now, you're real, and I'm real too. Wake up!" Dawei said even more anxiously.

"Heh! Baby! Do you know what Mom dreamed about in Dream Valley? Ha! It'll scare you half to death if I tell you, do you want to hear it?" Lin Xue'er said, her mind seemingly already somewhat unstable.

"Mom... tell me, so I know what happened to you." "Okay! Mom will tell you, the dream Mom had in Dream Valley was... an incestuous... erotic... dream! Heh! Heh!" Lin Xue'er said without any restraint.

"Incest... incest! Mom... you... and... and who... were you having an incestuous... dream with?" Dawei couldn't believe his ears.

"Ha! Ha! Nonsense, Mom only has you as her son, if not you, then who?" Lin Xue'er then looked at her son.

"Mom... you... how could you... how could you have such... such a dream..." Dawei was almost crying, clearly his mother's mental state was in trouble.

"Ha! Son! You're just another plot in my dream. It's okay if you think I'm mentally unstable. I keep having the same dream, but with different plots. In every dream, I want to have incestuous sex with you, and I enjoy having sex with you. In some dreams, you're the one who initiates, and in others, I am, but it doesn't matter. In the end, we both want to have sex as mother and son. It's really...shit! Every time I'm having a good time with you, it starts all over again! What a lousy machine!" Lin Xue'er bluntly stated her thoughts.

"Mom...you really...tell me, what happened?" Dawei was truly shocked to hear his mother say such shocking things.

"..." Lin Xue'er didn't answer, but fell into deep thought.

"Maybe...something went wrong..." Lin Xue'er lay on the bed, thinking about everything that had happened.

"The setting... my plot only involved having sex with my son... there were no other settings... but... the first few times we didn't succeed, but the later times we did! How could it still be..." Lin Xue'er kept thinking about each previous plot point, trying to find the key.

"Orgasm? Ejaculation inside? I've had both! What's missing?" "The only common point in the several cycles... is that Dawei and I both want to have sex... regardless of whether we actually have sex... and then... the cycle starts again... Could it be... that we can't have sex? Or that we can't have any dialogue about having sex with Dawei? No... no... this is the basic setting, without this plot it's meaningless, it can't be this..." "Ah!... could it be the underwear? I didn't set myself to wear a red thong! But the plot is that Dawei also went to 'Dream Valley,' it was Dawei who set me to wear this... the part about Dawei going to 'Dream Valley' isn't within my setting... I see that the underwear I'm wearing is different from what I set, for..." "Why didn't I notice anything wrong the first two times... Hmm! Yes, I did notice it then, but I was only thinking about having sex with Dawei, so I overlooked it several times... Then... why did this change happen?" "The first two times, I was unaware of it at the beginning... Then suddenly my sexual desire surged, and I confessed... Could it be... Could it be that Dawei is the same as I was the first two times, he has to be completely oblivious first... and then... and then do what I did before... suddenly confess, and then... have sex with me... But... isn't this just going to repeat itself? Oh my god! Is this... my punishment?" "Mom... you... don't scare me, okay? How could you say... such a thing..." Lin Xue'er's words left her son speechless.

"Okay, Mom's tired, no need to say more, okay? If you want to do it, I'll do it. Let out all your sexual fantasies about Mom. I'm right here, you can do whatever you want, okay? You don't need to hide your desire to have sex with me or your own mother from Mom anymore, okay? Mom wants to give it to you too, so let's skip these tedious games of probing and just get started! I've figured something out, maybe we both need to have the desire to have sex with each other before we can move on to the next part! Okay! Don't say anything, let's have sex!" Lin Xue'er said, seemingly grasping some key points, and as she spoke, she had already taken off her clothes until she was only wearing a black lace thong.

"I..." Dawei was shocked by the series of unexpected things his mother said, but he was already clearly aroused.

"Take it off! Show off your treasure. Don't hesitate any longer. The current scenario is that this is your first time having sex with Mom, but Mom has been with you many times before. Don't worry, Mom will use all kinds of positions to make you feel great. Come on!"

"Pull aside Mom's panties from behind, and look at the place you've been wanting to see for so long... Ha! Just say it, look at Mom's pussy, and then, put your cock in!" Lin Xue'er knelt on the bed, her buttocks raised, her small lace panties already nestled in her slit.

"Mom! I...I...can I really do it?" Dawei hesitated, but slowly took off his clothes, revealing his erect penis! Such a stimulating scene and words would be irresistible to anyone.

"Don't ask anymore, fuck me!" Lin Xue'er said.

Dawei couldn't resist the temptation before him, so he stopped talking, leaned against Lin Xue'er's snow-white buttocks, pulled aside the panties nestled in her slit with one hand, and then pressed his penis against her labia.

With a "whoosh," accompanied by Lin Xue'er's still-wet vaginal fluid, Dawei smoothly inserted himself into her vagina.

"Mmm...that's it...mmm...you didn't finish in this position just now...do it again...fuck me harder..." Lin Xue'er closed her eyes, enjoying the thrusting of her son's penis, while also wondering what would happen if she did it again. Still using her hands? How could she enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video Fan Bingbing's lower body is molded to a highly realistic shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling...the swallowing and spitting are irresistible! Click to enter.

"Mom...you're right, I've wanted to do you for a long time...thank you...thank you for letting me..." Dawei was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"You're welcome...I also want to thank you for letting Mom...mmm...let Mom have her wish...to have sex with you...ah...so good..." "Mom, I knew...I knew you wanted to have sex with me for a long time, I knew it all along." "Mmm...if it weren't for the dream...mmm...how could Mom dare to be so presumptuous...enjoy this dream...my big-dicked son..." Lin Xue'er said with her eyes closed.

"Mom...it's so exciting...I'm going to cum...I'm going to cum..." Dawei couldn't resist the stimulation of having sex with his mother, and couldn't hold back after only a few minutes of thrusting.

"Cum...let Mom's pussy...filled with your semen...cum...cum as much as you can...ah...ah...ah..." Dawei ejaculated after a series of rapid thrusts.

A little while later.

"Heh! Good son, what a thick cock, it's still not soft! Does Mom excite you this much?" Lin Xue'er said, holding her son's penis and licking the semen on the glans.

"Oh! Mom...you're like this...I feel so good...I'm going to cum again..." Dawei could hardly believe what he was seeing.

"Hmm! Like this...Mom suddenly thought of something...do you want to...fuck Mom's...asshole..." Lin Xue'er said completely recklessly.

"Mom...of course I want to, I want to fuck every hole in your body that I can penetrate..." Dawei was almost in a state of hysterical over-excitement. "

There's a jar of Vaseline in the medicine box..." Lin Xue'er said.

"Hmm! I know what Mom means." "Hmm... Apply it to Mom's anus... Mom's ass is your virginity... Go get it!" Lin Xue'er was thinking that she could use various forms of sexual intercourse to escape her current situation.

After a while, Dawei had applied a thick layer of Vaseline to Lin Xue'er's anus.

"Hmm... Baby! Try... see if you can get it in!" Lin Xue'er raised her buttocks, trying her best to open her anus wide.

"Okay... Mom! Then you have to bear it!" Dawei said, pressing his glans against Lin Xue'er's anus.

"Ugh! Slow... Slow down... Ah... No... It hurts..." Lin Xue'er's anus felt like it was being torn apart when her son's glans entered.

"Mom! Maybe... Maybe not!" Dawei quickly withdrew his glans.

"It's... It's okay... Try again... Mom will bear it... It should be fine once it's in..." "Hmm! Mom, then you can bear it a little longer, I'll take it slow!" So Dawei pushed his glans in again.

"Ugh... um... ugh... a little more... a little more..." Lin Xue'er endured the intense pain, gritting her teeth as she urged her son to continue.

"Ah!" When her son's penis was fully inserted into Lin Xue'er's anus, Lin Xue'er felt as if she had been stabbed by a knife, and along with this pain came... a bright flash of light in front of her eyes.

(12) Lin Xue'er opened her eyes, but what she saw was not the private room of "Dream Valley", but four white walls.

"Miss Lin! You're finally awake! Doctor! Doctor! Miss Lin in room 18 is awake." A nurse exclaimed loudly beside her.

"Hmm! Miss Lin, how are you feeling now?" After a while, a doctor dressed in a white coat approached her and shone a small flashlight into her eyes.

"Where... where am I?" Lin Xue'er had a splitting headache, and many chaotic memories suddenly flooded into her mind.

"You're in the hospital, don't you remember? You were in a car accident... that was seven days ago..." the nurse said.

"I...car accident..." Lin Xue'er seemed to have a faint recollection in her mind, but it was all jumbled up. "Dream Valley"...car accident...sexual intercourse...many images kept clashing in her mind.

"Yes! Seven days ago you were in a car accident, you and your son..." "Ah! Dawei! Dawei, he...what happened to him?" Lin Xue'er suddenly remembered that she was driving home from the airport with her son...and then she remembered nothing more.

"Oh! He's alright, just... like you, he's been unconscious... However... fortunately, the memory biochip in your home was preserved quite well. After you fell into a deep coma, we requested the court to allow us to access the memory biochip you were regularly using. After the implantation surgery, the chip activated with your brainwaves, maintaining your brain's memory activity and using everyday memories to awaken your damaged memory center... Fortunately, you were storing data completely every day. When we discovered that the chip's records were intact up to the day before your car accident, we were truly happy and quite surprised. Nowadays, very few families pay attention to the records of memory biochips. Your case gives us a chance to promote memory biochips again..." The doctor began to speak fluently.

"Memory biochip... I..." Lin Xue'er seemed to remember more things.

"Doctor! Doctor! Mr. Yang Dawei in the next bed is also responding..." A nurse rushed over and said.

"Dawei! How is Dawei..." Upon hearing her son's name, Lin Xue'er tried to get out of bed, but her body wouldn't obey her commands.

"Miss Lin! Don't worry, you've been lying in bed for seven days without moving, so you can't move much yet. Don't rush, we'll have a nurse massage your muscles, and you'll be able to get out of bed soon. Your son is over there..." The doctor said, pulling back the curtain between the two beds. Sure enough, Yang Dawei was lying on the other bed.

"Dawei!" Lin Xue'er was overjoyed to see her son, but at the same time, she felt a mix of emotions, her mind still in turmoil.

"Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang! Doctor... he's awake too... he's awake too..." the nurse called out from the front.

The doctor also made a probing motion towards Dawei.
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"Mom..." The first thing Dawei thought of when he opened his eyes was Lin Xueer.

"Baby! Mom's here, Mom's alright! Mom's alright!" Lin Xue'er cried out to her son from her hospital bed, tears streaming down her face.

"Mr. Yang! Please listen to me first..." The doctor repeated what he had just told Lin Xue'er.

"I... chip... Mom..." Yang Dawei turned to look at his mother in the next bed, his eyes filled with love.

"Dawei! Mom's here, don't worry!" Lin Xue'er said to her son, tears welling in her eyes.

"Yes! That's wonderful, truly wonderful. This proves that the memory biochemical chip we've been promoting is indeed effective, capable of waking up people with brain damage and loss of consciousness. You two are the best testament to our research achievements!" The doctor couldn't hide his joy.

"Mom..." "Baby..." The mother and son called out to each other softly, their eyes seemingly exploring the depths of each other's hearts.

"Ms. Lin! Let me do another comprehensive check-up for you. If there are no other problems, I think you can be discharged and go home soon. Also, I have to remove the implanted chips for you. Don't worry, they are only attached to the lower layer of the scalp, it's just a minor surgery. But I still hope that after you retrieve the chips, you will continue to record every little thing every day, because you are truly the best testament to the success of our memory biochemical chip research." "Then... you have already seen the contents of the chips?" Lin Xue'er had remembered everything. When she first received the family memory biochemical chips, she and her son exchanged them to record each other's daily events.

"Oh! There's no way around it. Only the central nervous system of the human brain can read the information in the chip. It reads the data through the operation of the brain's nervous system and the activity of brain waves. Once the data is entered and confirmed, it becomes part of the bio-chip, which cannot be deleted or read. Although it can still be cracked, but... unless it's a criminal, the police will request the court to crack the criminal's memory chip for the purpose of the case. However, generally speaking, the court is unlikely to agree. When we designed this chip, we passed a law that this chip is only used to treat patients with brain death or amnesia, and no law has the right to open it." After the doctor explained this, Lin Xue'er looked relieved.

Two days later, in the evening, Lin Xue'er walked out of the hospital with her son Yang Dawei by the hand.

Lin Xue'er hailed a taxi and drove straight home.

"Mom! Look!" The taxi drove over an overpass, and from a high place in the distance, the neon lights of a tall building were flashing two large characters... "Dream... Valley..." The mother and son read the two characters at the same time.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes conveying a vague, unspoken message, but neither asked anything further.

A short while later, after getting out of the taxi, they walked hand-in-hand towards their building's entrance.

Entering the building lobby, Lin Xue'er pressed the elevator button, her gaze drifting to the staircase beside her. At the same time, she noticed her son was also staring intently at the stairs. Lin Xue'er was thinking about the unfinished scene of intercourse on the stairs in her dream.

The elevator arrived, opened, and closed. They continued to gaze thoughtfully at the stairs, then at each other.

"Want to go up the stairs?" Lin Xue'er spoke first.

"Oh! No! It's just… these stairs… remind me of… Mom…" Dawei said.

"Hmm! Maybe… we're thinking of… the same thing! Let's go home first!" Lin Xue'er pressed the elevator door open again.

Entering her home, everything was so familiar to Lin Xue'er—the kitchen… her son's room… her own room… everything she saw filled her with a feeling that was a mixture of excitement and melancholy.

"Hey! Mom wants to take a shower, we haven't showered in days! And our underwear hasn't been changed in days!" Lin Xue'er suddenly said, going into the room to get a change of clothes and then into the bathroom.

A moment later .

"Okay! It's your turn to shower, make sure you're clean, later...we...should we take a look at this first?" Lin Xue'er took out the two memory biochips the doctor had given her.

"Mom...I..." Dawei suddenly lowered his head.

"Go shower quickly!" Lin Xue'er shoved her son's change of clothes into his hands.

Dawei went into the bathroom and saw a small, completely transparent black lace thong lying on the sink. Dawei picked it up carefully and examined it; it even had a faint fragrance. It was new, not just taken off.

Dawei's thoughts were racing when he looked up and saw "just done" written on the still-steaming vanity mirror.

Dawei seemed to understand.

A little while later, Dawei came out of the bathroom.

"I'm all done showering! Mom's going to use the first one first, you go turn on the computer!" Lin Xue'er said, slipping into the bathroom from the side.

Lin Xue'er came out of the bathroom, and the two sat down in front of the computer.

"Heh! Back then, Mom and you exchanged our chips to record each other's daily events, and I never imagined... it would save us..." Lin Xue'er said.

"Yes... yes!" Dawei looked up at his mother's face with a knowing smile.

"Then... only we can decipher the data in our chips! Come on!" Lin Xue'er and her son went into the room, turned on the computer, and sat down side-by-side at the desk.

"Card reader... should we insert yours first? Or Mom's?" Lin Xue'er asked.

"Mine's fine first..." Dawei said.

"Let's read mine first! Mom really wants to know right away... what those dreams I've had these past few days... are..." "Mom... I..." Dawei hesitated.

"Please enter your fingerprint." The computer announced, and Lin Xue'er pulled Dawei's hand onto the card reader.

"Please prepare for pupil scanning." The computer voice came again, and Dawei had no choice but to look at the card reader's scanner.

"Please enter the password." The computer entered the final procedure.

"i...n...c...e...s...t" Dawei typed "incest," and turned his head to see his mother's face full of smiles.

"Mom..." "Let me see what good things my precious son has done for his mother, giving her such a...strange dream..." The computer screen showed a date selection option, and Lin Xue'er selected the week before the car accident.

The screen listed the details of 24 hours a day, with six intervals per hour, and ten minutes of text records per interval.

"Hmm...it seems...my darling is not behaving himself! The entered records...hmm...at 4:10 pm 'Mom took off her red lace thong...revealing her thick pubic hair...' Ha! Is this what you wanted to see that day?" Lin Xue'er read through the text line by line each day, and she fully understood that everything that happened in her dream was the plot of the data entered by her son.

"Ah! Mom loves this part of the story the most..." Lin Xue'er paused the screen on the last two scenes.

The screen displayed:

"Mom has always only had you as her son. As you grow up, and finally... finally you start masturbating with Mom's underwear... Actually... Mom is conflicted... and also... can't help but feel the sensation of a man through her own underwear. Since we've brought this up, Mom will be frank! Mom is a single woman with a strong sex drive. At first, smelling your scent on my underwear was just desire, a woman's innate desire, but... I got used to it... Mom slowly realized that she... got used to your scent, so... wearing the underwear you've used for masturbation is Mom's way of masturbating... Later, every time, Mom wished she could put the part that still smells of you inside her body... like... like... like what Mom saw on your underwear this morning... and forcefully enter Mom... enter Mom's body... Ha! Okay, to be clear... like Mom is having sex with you right now... This way of masturbating always excites me, and it's easy for me to reach orgasm, and... and just now... Mom knew you would probably use this underwear to masturbate again... but I never expected... for so many years... this is the first time Mom has seen..." Your semen…you make Mom…so panicked. Do you know, this is what I've been fantasizing about for so long? But every time you flush the toilet paper after wiping your semen down the toilet, I can never find it. Today…you actually…you actually just…shot it directly on it…you…you want me to…what am I supposed to do? I…you made Mom lose her mind…Mom finally lost, Mom is going to wear it, Mom's body has finally completely surrendered.

Mom couldn't resist this temptation, so Mom is wearing it, letting your semen stick to Mom's vulva. Mom has decided to celebrate your birthday this way. Looking at your face, listening to your voice… I kept moving my thighs, feeling the semen on this panty rubbing into my mother's vagina, looking at you… making myself think… I'm having sex with you… my own son… Actually… the moment you hugged me just now… I came… you know? And you… now you've revealed a secret I could never tell… and never wanted to tell… how are you going to… clean up this mess?” “Ha! This makes me so excited just saying these things… baby!” Lin Xue’er pulled her son’s hand and touched her under her skirt.

“Mom…” “Hmm… what did you feel? Go in a little more… just do it… did you feel it? My baby son’s semen… is rubbing into… my little hole…” Lin Xue’er said, getting up and taking off all her clothes, leaving only that small black lace panty.

Dawei, as if in sync, followed suit and took off all his clothes.

"Come on! Let Mom sit on your lap... In dreams... it's not as real as it is now... It's rubbing against Mom's pussy... Hmm... It's thicker and worse than in the dream..." Lin Xue'er wrapped her arms around her son's neck, rubbing her genitals against his penis through his underwear.

"Mom, do you want to see my chip?" Dawei asked, kissing Lin Xue'er's lips.

"Mom doesn't need to see it to know what you're dreaming about, you know... I typed it in word by word..." Lin Xue'er kissed her son back.

"I want to see it! Let us..." Dawei nudged her with his penis.

"Okay! You naughty... You've been doing it to me so many times in the dream, and now you're being naughty!" After deciphering her fingerprints and pupils, Lin Xue'er also entered the password.

"i...n...c...e...s...t" The password Lin Xue'er entered was exactly the same as the one Dawei had set.

"Ha! Mom, is this a mother-son connection?" Dawei kissed Lin Xue'er again.

"Hmm... Mom saw you used the same password, and I almost... almost wanted you to... to do it with me right away... This kind of tacit understanding... only we have it, right..." Dawei also randomly selected a date, and the text listed on the screen read: "Dawei licked his mother's clitoris with his tongue, and his mother had a penis as thick as an egg in her mouth. The mother and son were giving each other oral sex on the living room floor... Dawei pulled aside his mother's sexy panties... and gently pushed open his mother's vagina..." "Mom... you said... how long have you wanted to... have sex with me?" Dawei asked, rubbing his mother's snow-white breasts.

"You're so mean... asking me this... ever since... ever since a few years ago... when I discovered your... your... your thing was... so thick it could... fit into my little hole, I thought... you're so mean... you deliberately showed me your thing, didn't you?" "No way, tell the truth, or else... hah!" "Alright! You naughty son, you know how to bully your mother now that you've gotten the better deal. Actually... a few years ago, when I was sick, you took care of me day and night, feeding me every single bite. When I recovered, you had lost weight, and I felt so sorry for you, so touched... From that moment on, the only man in my heart is you, just like you wrote, from that moment on..." "From that time on, I've been masturbating every day with the underwear you used to masturbate in, imagining being... being fucked by my man... the feeling of being fucked all the time... From then on, Mom couldn't get rid of the habit of fantasizing about having sex with you, but... Mom thought this was my secret forever, I really didn't expect... this car accident... to finally let you see Mom's secret... and, I didn't expect that what you typed into Mom... was the same, you also wanted to... to have sex with Mom like this... crazy mother-son incest, crazy sex with Mom..." "Mom, my last dream was the last one you typed in, at that time... I..." Dawei said, already pulling down his mother's panties, his glans already halfway inside.

"Ugh...bad...stealing me...the last thing I typed and the last thing you typed for Mom are the same...you...fuck my ass...but...it really hurts...but...Mom loves you so much...Mom will give you a real fuck in the ass...but now...ah...you're so bad...it's all inside...um...it's really different...it's really thicker than in my dream...and there's a temperature I didn't have in my dream...so hot...such a hot cock...good son...husband...fuck Mom...fuck me properly...husband son...Mom is yours...my pussy is yours...fuck me...fuck me like in my dream..." Lin Xue'er was penetrated by her son's entire penis, the realism and fullness, different from her dream, filled every inch of her vaginal muscles. She simply raised her legs and put them on the computer desk, her back to her son's chest, sitting on her son's penis, letting him penetrate her vagina completely.

"Mom...from now on...we don't have to dream anymore, we...can do it every day..." Dawei hugged Lin Xue'er from behind, one hand holding one of her snow-white, full breasts.

"Hmm...every day...Mom wants to...every day...besides going out to do it...inside the chip...your...my records...play them all again...okay...ah...ah...bad husband...fuck Mom to death...call me wife...call me Xue'er...ah...I'm yours now...my pussy is yours alone...ah...ah! So fierce...such a thick cock...big dick...bad dick...I can't live without you...woo...woo...Mom is so happy...so good...Mom loves you so much...loves you so much...my darling son...loves you...Mom loves you..." Lin Xue'er was overwhelmed by the intense stimulation, her joy mixed with the touching love, and she couldn't help but cry.

"Mom... my good mom... my good Xue'er... my good wife... I love you even more... I was born of you... I am your flesh and blood... my penis is yours too... only for you... only for you... forever only for Mom's cunt... Mom... I love you... my little darling... my little slut... your cunt is so tight... so good..." The mother and son poured out their love as they thrust into each other. The lustful fluid flowing from Lin Xue'er's vagina soaked her son's thighs. The "plop" "plop" sounds of intercourse made the mother and son tremble with excitement.

"Ah... ah... ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to orgasm... ah... my dear son... hurry... hurry..." "Mom... I'm going to cum too... hold me tight... ah... ah... I'm cumming..." Dawei finally ejaculated his first semen in real intercourse with his mother.

"Ah... um... ah... help... Mom too... ah..." Lin Xue'er also reached orgasm at the same time.

"Mmm...mmm...it feels so good...mmm...you're so naughty...don't move...ah..." Lin Xue'er's entire back was pressed against her son's body, her breasts were still being rubbed by him, and the penis still full of her vagina was still throbbing in sync with her post-orgasmic spasms.

"Mom! Is it good?" Dawei kissed Lin Xue'er's face, and Lin Xue'er turned her face to meet her son's lips.

"Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle..." Lin Xue'er kissed her son passionately, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

"Mom feels so good...Mom can't live without you...Mom has been conquered by you...baby..." Lin Xue'er said between kisses.

That night, the mother and son were like parched lands finding sweetness, having sex non-stop. After several orgasms in the middle of the night, Lin Xue'er suddenly had a whim and said, "Hey! Do you want to...go downstairs..." "Now?" Dawei knew what his mother wanted and carried her up the stairs from the first floor.

"I don't care! Who told you to stop typing after you finished? I want it...it's the middle of the night, no one will see...okay!" Lin Xue'er started to whine like a little girl.

"Ha! How could I refuse a beauty's request?" Dawei then took his mother's hand, and the two of them walked naked down the six-story stairs.

"Ah...ah...really...really so good...doing it like this...so stimulating...ah...it's so deep..." And so, Dawei held Lin Xue'er in his arms, while Lin Xue'er clung to her son like a koala hugging a eucalyptus tree, Dawei's penis deeply inserted into her vagina. They slowly climbed up the stairs, one step at a time.

"Ah...ah...so good...doing it like this is really...ah...so good...bad...bad thing...ah..." The quiet night was filled with the sounds of lewd pleasure echoing in the stairwell. To satisfy the desires of mother and son, they seemed willing to try any wild and daring idea.

"Who is it?" Reaching the third floor, a neighbor's voice came from outside the stairs.

Dawei quickly hurried away from the third floor and climbed upwards.

"What are you doing? In the middle of the night..." When they reached the fourth floor, the stairwell door was pushed open, but Dawei and his mother had already reached the fifth floor.

"Hmm...so stimulating...almost..." Finally reaching the sixth floor, Lin Xue'er still tightly hugged her son, not letting his penis leave her vagina.

With a "click," the door to another apartment on the sixth floor was pushed open.

Dawei quickly grabbed his mother and slipped inside. A voice outside yelled, "Hey! What's all the noise about! You lunatic, what are you doing in the middle of the night?!" The mother and son exchanged a smile and said, "Son's doing Mom!" They then lay back down on the bed and continued their thrusting.

"Mmm... darling... after this... let's hold Mom and sleep... tomorrow when we wake up... Mom wants... wants the same record you gave Mom... in the kitchen... to rape Mom... okay... mmm..." "Of course! But... you have to go buy that red lace dress first..." "Mmm... bad... Mom will definitely buy it... Mom will buy ten sets... a hundred sets... to wear a different one every day... to seduce my precious husband and son... so you'll never leave me... so your big cock will only think about Mom's little pussy..." The mother and son were lost in the pleasure of incestuous sex, like a thunderbolt striking a prairie fire.

"XX Hospital once again announced the efficacy of the memory biochip. The mother and son, who were in a car accident, have been given a second chance at life and have awakened from their coma. This lucky mother and son were awakened by the memories recorded on the biochip because they faithfully recorded their information... This mother and son..." The news broadcast came on the television.

A strong beam of light shone down on the mother and son, whose bodies were still joined. Both of them opened their eyes at the same time, their hearts pounding. Was this the first ray of sunlight in the morning, or...? The answer lay in the endless sexual pleasure between the mother and son, in the real world? In a dream? To them, it seemed no different; everything was real, even if it was a dream, it was the most real dream.

My father and mother's marriage was a typical product of the "class background problem" in the late 1960s. Because of this class background problem, my maternal grandfather was persecuted, slandered as a "traitor," and sentenced to 20 years in prison. My grandmother passed away early, and relatives avoided my mother like the plague. No one dared to take care of her. My father seized the opportunity, deceiving her by saying she could save my grandfather. With no one to rely on, my mother could only hope for help from this "proletarian" rebel leader, so she offered herself to him.

My mother embodied almost all the characteristics of a "delicate beauty from a Jiangnan family." My maternal grandfather's family was a scholarly household, and my mother was deeply influenced by them, becoming well-educated and reasonable. My maternal grandmother, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the area, endowed my mother with petite beauty. My mother surpassed her grandmother, inheriting all the excellent qualities of both her

grandparents. Even by today's standards, my mother was a rare beauty. But fate often doesn't favor perfection, and her innate advantages were completely ruined by cruel reality. My father was a typical northerner, the only son in three generations, physically robust, hot-tempered, illiterate, and a heavy drinker. My grandfather joined the People's Liberation Army and settled there after the city was liberated.

My father's fierceness was his capital for rebellion, a product of the specific era; by today's standards, and not out of disrespect, he was utterly useless.

My maternal grandparents' marriage was an older man to a younger woman; my mother was only three when my grandmother passed away, and my grandfather's death occurred when my mother was not yet fourteen. My father was nearly thirty, a minor leader in the rebellion. The only thing I "admire" about him is his ability to legally marry such a young mother and bring me into this world in less than a year.

Perhaps heaven was unkind, but my father's fertility did not surpass that of his ancestors. When I have memories, I was probably three years old, and I had already fully exploited the advantage of being the only son, and my crying skills were also superb. In my memory, aside from occasionally failing to get through to my father, I never failed with my mother.

After a few rejections from my father, I even learned to be even more demanding of my mother. I have no memory of being punished by my mother; I must admit my childhood was a carefree and happy time.

According to my mother, I wasn't weaned until I was four, and I could only fall asleep while touching my mother's breast. My domineering nature and my parents' doting affection meant even my father yielded, allowing me to continue this habit.

By the time I was six, my father's power had waned, but his domineering position at home remained unshakeable. The family's circumstances gradually worsened, and my father's violence intensified, yet he still showered me with affection. My father often came home dejected, drank heavily, and then beat my mother. She endured it all, secretly weeping, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

If my mother didn't meet my demands, I would find ways to make my father express my dissatisfaction. I remember that back then, our house only had a living room and a bedroom. After beating and kicking my mother, my father would drag her into the bedroom without any attempt to hide it.

My mother's weakness and vulnerability made me a little tyrant.

My father's sexuality was simple and brutal. Every time he made love, there was no caressing or sweet talk. To make matters worse, he would turn on the lights, ignoring the fact that I was lying next to them, my little hands still holding my mother's breasts. He would roughly force my mother, who was beneath him, until her beautiful face was covered in tears, and her painful, suppressed cries grew louder and then softer until she could barely make a sound before he finished.

My father's sexual prowess was undeniable. My mother was often forced by him to spend the night naked, and she showed almost no shame or attempt to avoid me. Although I was young, I would secretly watch with great interest.

When my father discovered this, he would occasionally scold me, but my mother's alluring body usually made him ignore me.

After finishing, my father would fall asleep immediately. Sometimes I would imitate him, lying naked on top of my mother's naked and beautiful body, repeating his mechanical movements. At first, my mother would silently resist, whispering scolding and trying to scare me, but my crying would wake my father. Impatiently, he would often berate my mother or begin his rough sexual punishment again. My mother's doting love and fear of my father eventually made her give up resisting, allowing my father and I to enjoy her alluring body in different ways. Perhaps my mother's only resistance was her habit of waking up early.

After I started elementary school at age seven, for some reason, I became even more fascinated by my mother's soft, full, elastic, and youthful breasts. I even resumed breastfeeding, though there was no milk, but the feeling was wonderful. My bedtime ritual was to suckle until I was tired, my little hands still lingering on her breasts before I could finally quiet down.

Sometimes my father's rough sexual behavior would wake me up, and I would imitate it later, but the dark, soft pubic hair on my mother's sacred and mysterious sanctuary, the birthplace of life, was nothing compared to the wonderful feeling of lying on my mother's naked, soft body, sucking and caressing her breasts. Occasionally, I would touch my mother's private parts, but I would give up because she would close her legs or change positions.

I also showed interest in my mother's body, but only in questions like how she urinated without a penis.

In the summer when I had just turned twelve, I had become accustomed to the sexual activity between my father and mother. One night, my father drank heavily, and I drank some too. As soon as he got into bed, he began to assault my mother. She resisted slightly, but he quickly lost control. Enraged, he began a silent but fierce struggle with her. I sat up to avoid their battle.

My father knelt beside me, brutally spreading my mother's legs and almost lifting her lower body off the bed. In an instant, my mother lost all ability to resist, helplessly closing her eyes, her body tense. Her alabaster skin, her graceful curves, and the painful yet helpless expression on her beautiful face left me speechless.

Between her long, slender legs, my mother's mysterious exit was displayed before me for the first time so clearly and without reservation. My God! Under the bright light, I clearly witnessed my father's not-so-large but rather ugly penis, weakly thrusting between my mother's legs. My helpless mother gripped the sheets tightly, while my father couldn't allow his drooping penis to enter her body.

Suddenly, Father bent one of Mother's legs at the knee, pressing his own leg flat on the bed. With his free hand, he forcefully spread her genitals. I thought he had pried open her skin, revealing a pinkish crevice with a tightly closed vaginal wall at the bottom!

Suddenly, Father forcefully plunged one of his fingers inside. Mother let out a painful, suppressed scream, her eyes widened, her muscles tensed, and the veins on her slender arms gripping the sheets bulged. Large tears rolled down her beautiful face. Father roared triumphantly, as if he had achieved great satisfaction. He increased the intensity of his finger's movements, and Mother shook her head in agony, crying out, "No!"

Finally, Father knelt, allowing his penis to enter Mother's body with the help of his hand. He continued for a while before stopping, then fell asleep, leaving me stunned, staring at my mother curled up in pain.

My mother's pained and terrified expression made my erect penis feel blocked for the first time. As soon as I entered the bathroom, I ejaculated! My whole body relaxed, my heart soared, my mind swayed, I felt like I was floating on air, almost falling over. Later, as I returned to bed and was about to fall asleep, my mother was still sobbing intermittently.

Having already developed a rebellious attitude towards my mother's discipline, I developed a fundamentally flawed and self-righteous understanding, believing that this was the only way to truly retaliate against her. I so desperately wanted her to look at me with that fearful gaze, so desperately wanted to relive that ejaculation sensation, and naively believed that my penis was the best weapon to terrify her.

My father, now of a certain age, was less sexually active, and his stamina had deteriorated due to years of excessive drinking and womanizing, greatly reducing my "opportunities." But the events of that night were deeply etched into my memory.

Subconsciously, I was still a little afraid of my mother, perhaps a normal feeling a child has towards adults. But deep down, I began to desperately crave the opportunity to show my mother how "powerful" I was, just like my father did, and to make her submit to me as she did to my father.

After a few days of being lost and dejected, an opportunity led me to my doom.

It was a Saturday, and I was home from school. My mother was sick with a high fever and resting at home. At noon, my father came home and started drinking. Ignoring my mother's high fever, he dragged her out of bed and ordered her to cook some food and drinks. My mother, unsteady on her feet, cooked a few dishes and then went back to bed. The hastily prepared dishes didn't taste very good, which led to another round of verbal abuse from my father.

My father then made me drink with him. We quickly finished the drinks, and my drunken father sent me to buy more. When I returned home with the drinks, my father was just coming out of the bedroom, pulling up his underwear. He continued drinking heavily until he was completely unconscious. I, also dizzy, tried to put the remaining drinks back under the bed in the bedroom.

The mosquito net on the bed in the bedroom was drawn and tightly closed. Curious, I wanted to see how my mother was doing. When I lifted the net, the scene on the bed instantly made me feel hot all over, filled with an inexplicable impulse!

A cold towel was haphazardly wrapped around my mother's head, obscuring her hair, forehead, and eyes, revealing only her delicate nose and small mouth. Her mouth was half-open, her bright red lips and snow-white, even teeth shining brightly. Tear stains clung to her pointed chin and beautiful face. The sheets were a bit disheveled; it seemed my mother was powerless to resist. Her dress was pulled up to her neck, her underwear was thrown at the head of the bed, and only a thin blanket covered her flat stomach. Her full, round breasts stood proudly erect, her bright red nipples glistening. Her long legs were still spread wide, and a pillow under her buttocks completely exposed her secret place.

My God, I saw her again! I placed the bottle on the corner of the bed, held my breath, and slowly approached her. Fine, soft pubic hair formed a dense triangle, leading down to two tightly closed, full labia, still bearing the marks of my father's violation.

Suddenly, I felt a pang of fear. I gently moved my mother's leg, but she didn't react. I cautiously extended my right hand, my fingers touching her labia, but she still didn't react. I gently pried open her labia with two fingers, revealing a slit, but she still didn't move. So I boldly increased the pressure. I completely separated her labia, revealing a flat, pink, delicate slit before me. I finally saw her again!

I didn't dare to be as brutal as my father; I only used my index finger to slowly probe inside. My mother's vagina was so tight that I found it difficult to go any further. I hesitated for a moment, then decided to push. I nervously watched my mother, afraid she might suddenly react, so much so that I didn't even realize my finger was fully inside her vagina.

At that moment, I deeply felt my mother's tight, hot vagina gripping my finger. I slowly began to move my finger in and out, but my mother didn't move. I couldn't control myself and suddenly pushed harder. My mother let out a weak moan, which quickly faded. I felt a little disappointed, but emboldened by the alcohol, I started to push harder, but my mother's half-open mouth only occasionally let out a soft moan. I started to get angry, feeling an immediate need to release my pent-up desire. My penis began to swell, reaching a length of 10 cm, longer than my finger!

I climbed onto the bed, imitating my father's position, kneeling between my mother's legs, grasping my penis, and thrusting it straight into her vagina. I was so lucky! The head of my penis was almost fully inside. I felt I had found the right spot, and my body uncontrollably wanted to push deeper, so much so that I ended up pressing down on my mother. I recklessly concentrated all my strength in my lower body, thrusting deeply and completely into my mother's body. The force was so intense it caused my penis excruciating pain.

My mother groaned in pain, but the tight, burning suction of her vagina drove me almost mad. I thrust violently, my face just touching her breasts. As if guided by an evil force, I sucked hard on her left nipple, while my right hand gripped and kneaded her right breast desperately. My mother began to groan in pain and suppressed groans, her whole body tensing.

I saw large tears roll down her beautiful face, which fueled my madness and savagery. My penis moved in and out of my mother's vagina, each time penetrating completely. Every thrust brought an indescribable, exquisite, and stimulating sensation.

After about 200 thrusts, I finally succumbed to the intense stimulation in my lower body, and my hot semen gushed out, completely filling my mother's vagina. I couldn't help but make a sound, collapsing onto my mother, utterly exhausted. Before I could even get up, my mother noticed something was wrong. She removed the towel covering her eyes, and for a moment, our eyes met, and everything seemed to freeze! Finally, my mother let out a deafening cry. I had never heard

my mother make such a terrifying sound, nor had I ever seen such a horrifying and desperate expression on her face, or witnessed such astonishing strength. My mother shoved me off, and caught off guard, I tumbled off the bed along with the bottle. The bottle shattered, and I landed squarely on the broken shards, blood gushing out, and I screamed in agony.

The commotion in the bedroom woke my father. He staggered into the room and saw my mother standing by the bed, stunned and dazed. She was already dressed, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest, while I lay on the floor, bleeding and screaming. Without a word, he immediately began to punch and kick my mother. My mother, in a daze, swayed precariously as my father beat her. Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable urge to stop him and protect my mother. I rushed over and hugged my father. He accidentally hit me, and I began to retaliate violently. My father was furious, and I was furious too.

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