Drugging and raping mother

At 10 PM, the Taiwan Motor Transport bus was nearly empty, with only a handful of passengers. The journey from Kaohsiung to Taipei was about to begin, and I was sitting unhappily in the last row with my mother. Why was I unhappy? Well, it was because my mother had just given me a good scolding. It was just an accident that caused her to expose herself, not something I did on purpose. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. My mother, on the other hand, was fast asleep after taking sleeping pills (to prevent motion sickness). With nothing else to do, I suddenly had a sudden idea: since I scolded her so badly for accidentally exposing herself, I might as well deliberately expose her. So, taking advantage of the dim lighting inside the bus and my advantageous position in the last row, seeing that all the other passengers were asleep, I boldly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my mother's blouse and pushed up her tight skirt to reveal her alluring thighs. Then I placed the bottle of sleeping pills next to her. After setting everything up, I sat on the other side to watch the show and hid the V8 in a good spot, ready to start it up at any time.

Not long after, an old man got up to use the toilet. Suddenly, he noticed my mother's appearance. He looked around to make sure no one was watching, then leered at her. He noticed the jar of sleeping pills and examined it for a while before gently shaking her. When she didn't react, his hands became bolder. He rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand while slowly slipping the other under her skirt. He then boldly removed her entire top and unhooked her bra, revealing her full breasts to both of us. Of course, this was all recorded on V8.

After removing the bra, the old man's mouth began to work on her breasts, biting and licking them with practiced ease.

Watching this, I felt a surge of sexual desire. Although I had molested my mother many times before while she slept, this excitement was stronger than ever.

Just as I was wondering why this was happening, and never imagined I'd become so deeply fascinated by it, I noticed that my father-in-law had somehow left my mother's skirt and panties on the chair next to him, and his posture had changed. Now my mother was sitting on the chair, her legs spread wide open. My father-in-law seemed stunned, and I thought it might be because my mother was a so-called "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is sexually impaired). But he didn't stay still for long before he started licking my mother's private parts, and he seemed quite pleased with himself.

He even inserted his middle finger into her vagina. Suddenly, someone shouted, "My dear husband!" It seemed to be my father-in-law's wife, and he hurriedly got up and left.

Hehe~ But I knew he would come back, and sure enough, he did. This time, he even took out his penis, but it seemed unable to get erect, only slightly enlarged. Seeing him spread my mother's legs wide again, I thought, "What will happen if this continues?" So I got up. As soon as I stood up, he was startled. Our eyes met, and I whispered, "What are you doing to my mother?" He was trembling with fear, quickly apologizing and leaving. I turned off the V8.

Hehe~ lots of good shots.

I took out some toilet paper to clean my mom's genitals and then helped her put her clothes back on.

After returning home, I converted the footage from the V8 into a videotape.

At the time, I didn't expect that this videotape would have many sequels.

After the Taiwan Bus incident, I had been looking for an opportunity to expose my mom, but unfortunately, she was conservative by nature. If it weren't for the wedding in Kaohsiung last time, her only tight skirt would probably have remained hanging in the closet forever.

Heaven rewards those who persevere. Later, I not only found an opportunity but also discovered a weakness in my mom: after two drinks, she would be completely drunk. However, I wasn't the one who discovered this weakness first, so I paid a heavy price—no, I should say my mom paid a heavy price too.

That day, we went back to our hometown for the Chinese New Year. In the evening, someone suggested we all play a drinking game, and even my mother was forced to drink two glasses. However, she couldn't hold her liquor and was helped upstairs to rest by my two cousins. After all, I was only 14 at the time and didn't have much strength. I wanted to check on my mother, so I followed her upstairs. Just as I was about to open the door, I overheard my two cousins talking inside: "I'm going first! You went first last time, so it's my turn this time." "Okay! Hurry up." "You should get her a few more glasses of strong liquor, otherwise we'll be in trouble if she wakes up." "Don't worry!" [I poured the whole bottle of XO down.] [Hehe~ This way I can keep going until dawn without any problem.] Just as I was wondering what was going on and gently pushed open the door, I saw a scene that shocked me to no end: a naked woman lying on top of a man, and another man on top of her, the three of them piled on top of each other and swaying. Judging from how wide the woman's legs were spread and the piston-like movements of the two men, I probably already knew that two penises were thrusting in and out of the woman's body. Of course, I didn't need to guess that the woman was my mother.

But at this moment, I didn't want to make a sound to stop them at all. Instead, I felt a strange excitement, which was even stronger than the excitement of exposing my mother. As time passed, they kept changing positions. Then I suddenly heard footsteps behind me, which scared me so much that I quickly slipped into the room and hid behind a clothes rack. Luckily, one of my cousins was licking my mother's private parts and the other was playing with her breasts and didn't notice me.

Later, the door opened. [Wow! I knew you guys were doing it to her again.] My two younger cousins said in unison. [Damn it!] "You guys came up here anyway, don't tell me you're just here to cover her with a blanket." My cousin retorted, not to be outdone. "Hehe~ We're here to wipe her sweat, with our tongues, hahaha." "Hehe~ We're tired too, it's your turn." With that, my cousins both stood by the bed. "Sigh~ I always have to do what you guys have already done." Even though he said that, my younger cousin quickly got into position. "What can we do? We're the older cousins, hahaha." I got more and more excited watching from behind the clothes rack. In the end, my cousins went at it together. They had great teamwork when they were having sex with my mother. As soon as one of them ejaculated, the other would take over. While waiting, they took turns playing with my mother's breasts, which helped them conserve their energy. No one was ever idle. The four of them took turns ejaculating inside my mother. From their conversation, I believed that this wasn't the first time they had done this to my mother. I just didn't expect that there was an even bigger scene to come.

There was another sound of footsteps. I could almost guess what they were going to do.

Not long after, my uncles and other uncles appeared before me, and my cousins also discreetly left my mother.

[Dad! You're here too!] [Of course~ We're downstairs working together to get everyone drunk, while you guys are having fun here.] [So we can go at it until dawn again!] My cousin excitedly said. [Sigh~ All you can think about is going at it until dawn. If only you were this serious about studying.] My uncle sighed. [Who told God to arrange such a beauty for us to enjoy? The timing, the place, and the people were all perfect. We couldn't help but want to.] [Yeah, I thought we'd be exposed. After all, she's been penetrated by so many people and is swollen. It's hard not to suspect something.] [Hmm~ Luckily, she only said her whole body ached, so my third uncle thought it was because of a hangover.] [Moreover, my third uncle said it was because of a hangover, which is normal.]

I wanted to laugh but dared not, I held it in for so long! [Haha, we can be so unrestrained thanks to this beauty who has never drunk alcohol and my third brother's explanation.] After my eldest uncle finished speaking, he continued his battle with my other uncles and second uncles. I had watched for so long and witnessed many techniques, my pants were already full of semen. It turned out that my mother had been being played with and raped like a rag doll all along. Later, I got tired and fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found that my mother had two penises in her mouth, one in each hand, one in each of her two holes, and another one between her breasts. It was quite a sight. So I took out the V8 camera I brought on the trip and carefully filmed this scene, even taking close-ups of each penis and its owner.

I left dejectedly, and when I got downstairs, I found that everyone was still asleep.

So I went out for a walk by myself and didn't go back until the afternoon.

As soon as I entered, everyone asked me where I had been, and I could only give them a few perfunctory answers. Seeing my cousins chatting and laughing with my mom, I felt a sense of pleasure, thinking to myself: "If you knew what they were doing to you, would you still be laughing?" Later, my dad had to go back to Taipei early because of some business, while my mom and I prepared to take the bus back to Taipei the next day. All the way, I was thinking about how to take advantage of this good opportunity, while my mom innocently asked me what I wanted for breakfast. So, while waiting for the bus, I went to a pharmacy and a breakfast shop to buy breakfast and the tools for the entertainment later.

Although we were taking the Taiwan Bus again, it was crowded during the Lunar New Year and it was early morning, so even though my mom was sound asleep after taking sleeping pills, I had no chance at all. To make matters worse, we were sitting in the middle, which meant I could only grope her all over. The most daring thing I did was insert my right middle finger into her genitals. However, I was still pretty good to my mom. Knowing that her genitals were still swollen, I applied some ointment I bought from the pharmacy and pulled her underwear down to her knees. I thought that letting it air out and reducing friction with her underwear might help the swelling go down faster, so I did that.

Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to forget to put her back on before she woke up.

After returning home, I couldn't wait to take advantage of my older brother's absence and rush into his room with the spare key to find fresh semen. Based on past experience, I believed that my older brother would have some new semen coming out in the next few days. Why do I say that? This all goes back to when I was in fourth grade. At that time, we rented out the rooftop of our house to an older boy. I often went there, and that's when I started to get into pornography. It was also at the older boy's urging that I started giving my mother sleeping pills and taking the opportunity to molest her with him. However, at that time, neither of us inserted our penises into my mother's vagina. I was not yet able to get an erection. The older boy was afraid of being discovered later. Later, I learned that he had been caught before, so he wouldn't do it unless he was absolutely sure. That's why he taught me various techniques and knowledge, wanting to use me to have sex with my mother first and then have sex with her himself, so that he could frame me and make me the scapegoat.

Getting back to the point, I did indeed find a glass jar containing semen under his bed. My older brother would ejaculate into the jar after each time he masturbated, then tell me to mix it into my mother's food. Sometimes he would smear the semen on a handkerchief, and after my mother took sleeping pills and fell asleep, he would cover her face with the semen-soaked handkerchief, making sure the semen side was facing up to avoid getting it on her face. He said he wanted her to get used to the smell. He also said this trick didn't work on any woman because he had observed my parents' sex through a hidden camera and found they always used the normal position without variation, and the semen was always ejaculated inside my mother's body. Based on my account and his observations, he concluded that my mother didn't know what semen looked like, or even what it tasted like.

At the time, I even asked how he observed it. He said that once after he masturbated, he forgot to clean up, leaving semen all over the floor. My mom happened to be going upstairs to hang laundry and went in to check on my older brother. She stepped right into the semen and broke out in a cold sweat. My mom, thinking it was some food that had dripped onto the floor, helped him clean it up.

My older brother even initially thought my mom was pretending not to know to avoid an awkward situation. However, after hearing me say that my parents came from a conservative family and that, as far as he could remember, the man was the breadwinner and the woman stayed home, he realized that my mom genuinely didn't know, not pretending.

That's why he dared to use this trick.

As usual, I distributed the semen fairly before smearing the remaining semen on a handkerchief and waiting for the night to come. Actually, after two or three years of planning, I had increased the concentration of the semen considerably. In some places, I even used "undiluted" semen. For example, I used it as jam on white steamed buns or sandwiches for breakfast. At first, my mom would ask me what kind of jam it was, and I would just say that a classmate had given it to me. She even told me that I had to let my mom try it.

Unexpectedly, my mom actually believed me, and she kept eating like this without stopping, but it's all thanks to me feeding her! "Is your mom asleep?" My older brother suddenly appeared behind me, startling me. "What! Sneaking around like that, you scared me!" "Sorry! I had to make sure your dad was home." "Of course not~ You know he's always away on business." "Hmm." After saying that, my older brother sneaked back into my mom's room, and of course, I followed. My older brother skillfully undressed my mom while ravaging her body, but I wasn't as excited as before. Maybe it's because I recently witnessed my mom being thoroughly raped! And I'm used to seeing my older brother molesting my mom, so I felt a little unsatisfied, mentally planning all sorts of things that would satisfy me.

"Oh right! You can ejaculate now, can't you?" My older brother stopped sucking on my mom's breasts and looked up at me.

[Hmm~ I've been masturbating a lot lately.] [Why be so sad? You have a woman right in front of you, and she's a stunner.] I knew he was no longer satisfied with just molesting my mom; he wanted me to go first, so if my mom woke up and found out something was wrong, I'd be the scapegoat.

Heh~ But I'm not the same as before.

[That's what I was thinking too, so I'm making plans.] I casually teased him a bit. [Why bother? There's no time like the present, let's do it now.] [No, I want something more exciting.] That was the truth. [Okay! Don't forget to call me.] [Of course, I'll definitely call you.] After a few polite words, the older brother continued his hard work, but I thought to myself: Calling you is no problem, but I'll have to wait until I've made my plans! And I can't let him know my mom's weakness, otherwise I guarantee she'll be completely drunk the next day, letting the older brother fuck her.

[By the way!] Big brother, if possible, get some more fresh stuff. We've been using a lot of the original semen these past few months. [No problem, I'll bring some brothers over for a quickie another day.] [Hmm~ These past few weeks, I've been trying your method, putting some semen on my fingers and letting my mom smell it. I didn't expect her to unconsciously lick the semen off my hand while she was asleep.] [Of course! The long-term planning was worth it. Next time, just use your penis; I'm sure you'll suck it until you ejaculate.] [Hmm~ When I don't have enough semen, I often put my mom's head between my legs, but since we don't do it often, I don't know when she'll get used to my taste.] [Soon! Once she gets used to the semen, it'll be much faster.] [Hmm~ You can play around, I'm going to sleep now. Remember to tidy up.] [Don't worry!] "Don't you trust me?" "Of course I trust you, you're an expert, but I still have to remind you, just in case." "Okay~ Goodnight." "Mom~ Wake up, the sandwich is ready, breakfast is ready!" I shouted loudly. "Hmm~ My head is spinning," Mom replied weakly.

I thought to myself, of course~ sleeping pills aren't a cure-all.

Afterwards, watching my mom eat my specially made semen sandwich always made my little brother swell and feel uncomfortable.

Especially when some semen got on her lips, watching my mom lick it back with her tongue made my blood boil even more.

Later, I told my mom I was going out to play, and while I was at it, I browsed the sex toy store and picked out a few fun things to buy.

When I got home, my mom had already cooked dinner and was waiting for me.

"Mom, time to eat." "Hmm~ I'll eat with you after I've washed up," my mother's gentle voice came from the bathroom. Of course, I took advantage of this time to add some "spice" to the food! There's a trick to adding ingredients, and you have to remember where you added them and where you didn't, otherwise you'll end up being confused and making a fool

of yourself. Also, you have to stick to one principle: whether you added ingredients or not, you have to take some. The purpose of this is just to show my mother that we all ate from the same plate, thus clearing myself of any suspicion.

But remember, you can't eat the stuff with added ingredients! You have to throw it away quickly when Mom isn't looking. It's quite wasteful, but consider it an investment! This time, the ingredient I added was high-end; I bought it online. Today was my first time trying it out, I wonder how it went? After waiting for a long time, my mom finally finished her shower, and everything went according to plan. But soon I was shocked. My mom collapsed before she even finished her meal! I was completely at a loss. Luckily, I found that she was still breathing and had a heartbeat, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do. I almost thought I had killed her.

Sigh... I decided then and there that I would never add such a strong drug to the food again, otherwise I would have to spend time cleaning up the food that my mom had knocked over when she passed out, which would be a real waste of time.

After a lot of fuss, I could finally start to enjoy my mom's delicious body. Plus, my mom had just taken a shower, and her body smelled so good that it excited me a lot. Without saying a word, I took off her clothes first. This time I planned to do something different, so I took out the glass test tubes that I had prepared for chemistry class, and then slowly inserted the tubes into my mom's vagina. After that, I thrust in and out and rotated the test tubes. My goal today was to fill each test tube with my mom's vaginal fluid. Every time a test tube was filled, I would stopper it with a cork and put on a label and markings.

I wonder what my mother would feel if she knew that her son had preserved her vaginal fluids in glass test tubes, and even later sold them to a perverted old man for profit when he was short of money.

Speaking of why I started selling my mother's vaginal fluids, it was actually quite unexpected. It happened one time when I was collecting my mother's vaginal fluids as usual, and someone rang the doorbell. I thought it was an older brother, so I opened the door without thinking. It turned out to be the building manager downstairs who said he urgently needed to use the toilet. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for my reply, but in the end, he didn't even get to use it because he lost control of his bladder after seeing my mother. I told him to clean up after him because I didn't have time to deal with him. The lewd look he gave my mother made me want to punch him. Then he kept asking me all sorts of questions, and even tried to ask for the vaginal fluids I had already collected. I glared at him and said, "One tube costs a thousand. Pay up if you want it, or forget it."

Back then, a thousand dollars was a huge sum for a middle school student like me. I thought the price would scare him away, but to my surprise, he said it was cheap and wanted to buy ten bottles first. He then said he would go home and bring me ten thousand dollars. Looking at the gleaming banknotes, I naturally accepted. The money was already being given to me, so there was no reason to turn it down.

As a result, my first job was selling my mother's vaginal fluid. Later, I found out that the administrator had been obsessed with my mother for a long time and had even offered a high price to have sex with her. However, I always refused, saying that my mother was in her fertile period or had just started her period. But I told him not to be disappointed, and that if the timing was right and the price was tempting, I would definitely let him have his way.

As time went on, he became very open with me, even telling me about peeping at my mother while she was showering. Maybe he thought we were the same kind of people. But I lied to him and said that my mother had only had sex with my father, and that I had a fetish for collecting my mother's vaginal fluid because I was afraid of incest.

Later, he sometimes bought such large quantities that he told me he sold some to people with this fetish for two thousand each. At the time, I thought to myself: Damn it! That damn middleman.

But I wasn't short of money, so I didn't care. Later, I started selling them mixed with half of my mother's vaginal fluid and half of her saliva, and I limited the quantity to ten a day. So, the ones I sold later were all diluted. Of course, I wouldn't dilute them for my personal collection! I earned my first million with my mother's vaginal fluid. I remember the day I earned a million, I let the administrator touch my naked mother to his heart's content. Afterwards, the administrator gave me another million, saying he felt quite ashamed because he had sold them at a higher price. But I didn't blame him; I even helped him rush the orders and allowed him to molest my mother.

So, the extra million was returned to me.

Later, I also felt that the administrator was actually quite trustworthy. When I said I couldn't touch my mother, he really didn't. So, when I drugged my mother later, I would often let the administrator share the profits.

The days leading up to Dad's coming home are always the happiest time for me. Many people might find this contradictory—doesn't Dad mean I won't have anything to do after he gets home? Actually, a few weeks of a simpler life isn't bad, and it's a good way to recharge! But what truly excites me is that I can play the "preparing to ejaculate" game. Since Dad always makes love to Mom when he comes home, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong playing this extremely dangerous game. And I've been having sex with Mom for a long time, so our relatives and friends all know that Mom has a beastly son. But everyone is too greedy to say anything, after all, a beautiful and naive young woman like Mom isn't easy to find, especially one who's free! So everyone is very accommodating, and I often come up with new tricks to satisfy them, such as preparing to ejaculate.

This game is quite simple: First, I fix my naked mother in a position with her buttocks facing upwards. Then, I use a vaginal speculum to open her vagina so that everyone's semen can flow directly into her uterus. Then, the participants take turns masturbating and ejaculating into my mother's uterus, one after another, continuously. After a round of rest, everyone is "ready to ejaculate"! Playing this way, neither my mother nor the participants get too tired; in fact, they can do it with ease. It's even more enjoyable to watch, which is why some people get erect again soon after ejaculating. I, on the other hand, am burning with desire as I watch everyone take turns ejaculating into my mother's uterus. These people include relatives, friends, strangers, neighbors, and even my older brother whom I consider my own son. They ejaculate into my uterus one by one, and I have no power to resist. I can only accept it without knowing it. Their penises and testicles are like teapots filled with semen being poured into my mother's uterus, which is like a container.

The thought of my mother chatting and laughing with them while her belly was full of semen filled me with excitement.

But what excited me even more was that if my father came back when my mother was in her fertile period, we would even make a bet on whose child it would be, using it as a way to compare whose sperm was stronger.

When the game was coming to an end, I would slowly pull out the speculum while carefully and evenly applying ointment to the inside of my mother's vagina to make her vagina tighten and prevent the semen from flowing out of her uterus, thus ending the game.

In the days after my father came back, relatives and friends would come to visit, and even neighbors would come over, partly to visit my father, and partly to see my mother with her belly full of semen.

For some reason, I quite enjoy seeing my mother covered in semen, even her stomach, uterus, bladder, and anus. I wish I could fill them with semen, but getting that much semen is too much for me. So, I secretly started a masturbation club at school. All members received nude photos of my mother for masturbation. The membership requirement was to contribute at least 6cc of semen to the club daily. Over the past year, thanks to my dedicated efforts, it has grown rapidly, with members even secretly joining, including some teachers. Everyone hopes to accumulate five liters of semen so they can freely rape my mother without her noticing. This is my promise to the [Semen Card] members, and I intend to keep it. Therefore, after a year, the semen contributed by members has reached my [Semen Card]'s limit. Ideally, I started using the semen donated by members at home on my mother. One time, I even felt a little disgusted with myself because I successfully filled her uterus and bladder completely, then sealed her labia with strong tape. I also filled her anus so much that I had to use two large corks to plug it to prevent it from escaping. I also filled her stomach quite a bit; her belly was noticeably protruding. Finally, I picked her up and carried her to the bathtub filled with semen. I gently placed her in the tub, and soon she was completely naked, soaked in semen. Unable to resist, I squatted on the tub and masturbated, ejaculating onto her delicate face that hadn't yet been covered in semen.

Afterward, I gazed at my mother for a while and finished filming the last roll of tape.

This time, I didn't plan to clean up after Mom. I intended to let her wake up naturally. I knew she would be shocked when she woke up, but it didn't matter; I already had an excuse. Dad was planning to leave Mom, and the truth would eventually come out. Although Mom was naive and silly, it didn't mean Dad was. Dad had sent Mom a letter, and I secretly read the contents clearly. Luckily, he didn't mention me.

When Mom woke up, she was surprised, but the letter I showed her shocked and saddened her even more. I lied and said that the things in the bathtub were things Dad had brought back for her to use for beauty and skincare, and that Dad had made them for her.

Fortunately, Mom, heartbroken and desperate, didn't have the mind to think about how absurd my reason was. However, Mom did notice that her anus and labia were sealed. After Mom told me to leave, she washed herself by herself. I watched through the hidden camera as Mom removed the cork and super tape, and the semen gushed out of her various openings like a stampede of horses.

Later, I went to another bathroom to relieve myself and couldn't control myself for a long time.

That year I was eighteen, and my mother was thirty-seven. I started molesting her when I was in fourth grade, and she had been thoroughly raped after being drugged at her wedding banquet when she was nineteen. However, she never knew the truth, and I didn't intend to tell her. Although I no longer sexually assault her, what was the point of telling her about this past of rape? Actually, after more than eight years of this, what excited me was no longer the physical pleasure, but rather seeing my in-laws, who had once thoroughly raped her, chatting and laughing with her.

Now, because of my father's passing, my mother is terrified that she won't be able to bear the blow if I leave too, so she tries to satisfy me materially and is extremely obedient to me, afraid of upsetting me. I believe that if I wanted to rape her now, she would definitely agree, but I never asked her to do so. It's not because I think she's too old; otherwise, I wouldn't get an erection just seeing her sleeping posture when we sleep in the same bed.

I just feel that what I would do would be harmful to my mother. Even though she doesn't know, what would others think of her? So I stopped selling my mother's vaginal fluids and stopped playing any sex games. I also refused all those who wanted to rape my mother. After I went to university, everyone envied me for having such a beautiful mother, and for picking me up and dropping me off every day. There were even people claiming to be members of a "mother-rape enthusiasts' club" who tried to recruit me, trying to sell me all sorts of benefits and advantages, but I remained unmoved.

I always felt indebted to my mother because the sex games I devised resulted in her getting three pregnancies and three miscarriages, leaving her physically weak. Every time I took good care of her, I was met with grateful looks, which made me feel even more ashamed.

Later, we moved because there were too many people who had raped my mother and still wanted more. So we moved to the suburbs to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for my first broken promise, it was to a member of a masturbation club, but I heard it's still operating.

Recently, after my mother smelled the scent of my genitals, she started sleeping in a 69 position opposite me while I was asleep, and she would suck on my glans. I know this is a lingering effect from before. Looking back, my desperate attempts to get her familiar with my semen seem a bit ridiculous.

Later, I told my mother that if she did this again, I would move out. She was so scared that she cried and apologized, saying she wouldn't do it again. Seeing her like this broke my heart, since I was the one who caused it. Later,

I took my mother outdoors and encouraged her to participate in more activities, hoping to help her find her focus in life. With my continuous efforts and encouragement, my mother remarried. The groom was the building manager who had a crush on her before—it really was quite a coincidence! To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but after spending time with him, I found that he also took good care of my mother.

So I gradually felt at ease, and five years later, I got married.

I chose to let time bury those reckless days of the past.

At 10 PM, the Taiwan Motor Transport bus was nearly empty, with only a handful of passengers. The journey from Kaohsiung to Taipei was about to begin, and I was sitting unhappily in the last row with my mother. Why was I unhappy? Well, it was because my mother had just given me a good scolding. It was just an accident that caused her to expose herself, not something I did on purpose. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. My mother, on the other hand, was fast asleep after taking sleeping pills (to prevent motion sickness). With nothing else to do, I suddenly had a sudden idea: since I scolded her so badly for accidentally exposing herself, I might as well deliberately expose her. So, taking advantage of the dim lighting inside the bus and my advantageous position in the last row, seeing that all the other passengers were asleep, I boldly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my mother's blouse and pushed up her tight skirt to reveal her alluring thighs. Then I placed the bottle of sleeping pills next to her. After setting everything up, I sat on the other side to watch the show and hid the V8 in a good spot, ready to start it up at any time.

Not long after, an old man got up to use the toilet. Suddenly, he noticed my mother's appearance. He looked around to make sure no one was watching, then leered at her. He noticed the jar of sleeping pills and examined it for a while before gently shaking her. When she didn't react, his hands became bolder. He rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand while slowly slipping the other under her skirt. He then boldly removed her entire top and unhooked her bra. Her full breasts were now visible to both of us, and of course, the video was recorded.

After removing the bra, the old man's mouth began to work on her breasts, biting and licking them with practiced ease.

Watching this, I felt a surge of sexual desire. Although I had molested my mother many times before while she slept, this excitement was stronger than ever.

Just as I was wondering why this was happening, and never imagined I'd become so deeply fascinated by it, I noticed that my father-in-law had somehow left my mother's skirt and panties on the chair next to him, and his posture had changed. Now my mother was sitting on the chair, her legs spread wide open. My father-in-law seemed stunned, and I thought it might be because my mother was a so-called "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is sexually impaired). But he didn't stay still for long before he started licking my mother's private parts, and he seemed quite pleased with himself.

He even inserted his middle finger into her vagina. Suddenly, someone shouted, "My dear husband!" It seemed to be my father-in-law's wife, and he hurriedly got up and left.

Hehe~ But I knew he would come back, and sure enough, he did. This time, he even took out his penis, but it seemed unable to get erect, only slightly enlarged. Seeing him spread my mother's legs wide again, I thought, "What will happen if this continues?" So I got up. As soon as I stood up, he was startled. Our eyes met, and I whispered, "What are you doing to my mother?" He was trembling with fear, quickly apologizing and leaving. I turned off the V8.

Hehe~ lots of good shots.

I took out some toilet paper to clean my mom's genitals and then helped her put her clothes back on.

After returning home, I converted the footage from the V8 into a videotape.

At the time, I didn't expect that this videotape would have many sequels.

After the Taiwan Bus incident, I had been looking for an opportunity to expose my mom, but unfortunately, she was conservative by nature. If it weren't for the wedding in Kaohsiung last time, her only tight skirt would probably have remained hanging in the closet forever.

Heaven rewards those who persevere. Later, I not only found an opportunity but also discovered a weakness in my mom: after two drinks, she would be completely drunk. However, I wasn't the one who discovered this weakness first, so I paid a heavy price—no, I should say my mom also paid a heavy price.

That day, we went back to our hometown for the Chinese New Year. In the evening, someone suggested we all play a drinking game, and even my mother was forced to drink two glasses. However, she couldn't hold her liquor and my two cousins helped her upstairs to rest. After all, I was only 14 at the time and didn't have much strength. I wanted to check on my mother, so I followed her upstairs. Just as I was about to open the door, I overheard my two cousins talking inside: "I'm going first! You went first last time, so it's my turn this time." "Okay! Hurry up." "You should get her a few more glasses of strong liquor, otherwise we'll be in trouble if she wakes up." "Don't worry!" [I poured the whole bottle of XO down.] [Hehe~ This way I can keep going until dawn without any problem.] Just as I was wondering what was going on and gently pushed open the door, I saw a scene that shocked me to no end: a naked woman lying on top of a man, and another man on top of her, the three of them piled on top of each other and swaying. Judging from the extent to which the woman's legs were spread apart and the piston-like movements of the two men, I probably already knew that two penises were thrusting in and out of the woman's body. Of course, I didn't need to guess that the woman was my mother.

But at this moment, I didn't want to make a sound to stop them at all. Instead, I felt a strange excitement, which was even stronger than the excitement of exposing my mother. As time passed, they kept changing positions. Then I suddenly heard footsteps behind me, which scared me so much that I quickly slipped into the room and hid behind a clothes rack. Luckily, my cousins were licking my mother's private parts and playing with her breasts, so they didn't notice me.

Later, the door opened. "Wow! I knew you guys were doing her again!" the two younger cousins exclaimed in unison. "Damn it! You guys came up here anyway. Don't tell me you came to cover her with a blanket." The older cousin retorted, not to be outdone. "Hehe~ We came to wipe her sweat with our tongues, hahaha." "Hehe~ We're tired too, you guys take your turn." With that, the older cousins stood by the bed. "Sigh~ I always have to do what you guys have already done." Even though they said that, the younger cousin quickly got into position. "What can we do? We're the older cousins, hahaha." I got more and more excited watching from behind the clothes rack. In the end, the older and younger cousins went at it together. They were very coordinated in doing my mother. As soon as one of them ejaculated, the other would take over. While waiting, they took turns playing with my mother's breasts and conserving their energy. No one was idle. The four of them took turns ejaculating inside my mother. From their conversation, I believed that this wasn't the first time they had done it to my mother. But at the time, I didn't expect that there was an even bigger scene to come.

Another series of footsteps sounded, and I could almost guess exactly what they were going to do.

Soon, my uncles and other uncles appeared before me, and my cousins discreetly left my mother's side.

[Dad! You're here too!] [Of course~ We're downstairs working together to get everyone drunk, while you guys are having fun here.] [So we can go at it until dawn again!] My cousin excitedly exclaimed. [Sigh~ All you think about is going at it until dawn. If only you were this diligent in your studies!] My uncle sighed. [Who told heaven to arrange such a beauty for us to enjoy? The timing, the place, the people—we couldn't resist.] [Yeah, I thought things would come to light, after all, she'd been penetrated by so many men until she was red and swollen; it's hard not to suspect something.] [Hmm~ Luckily, she only said her whole body ached, making my third uncle think it was a hangover.] [And my third uncle even said it was a hangover, which is normal.]

I wanted to laugh but dared not, I held it in for so long! [Haha, we can be so unrestrained thanks to this beauty who has never drunk alcohol and my third brother's explanation.] After my eldest uncle finished speaking, he continued his battle with my other uncles and second uncles. I had watched for so long and witnessed many techniques, my pants were already full of semen. It turned out that my mother had been being played with and raped like a rag doll all along. Later, I got tired and fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found that my mother had two penises in her mouth, one in each hand, one in each of her two holes, and another in her cleavage. It was quite a sight. So I took out the V8 camera I brought on the trip and carefully filmed this scene, even taking close-ups of each penis and its owner.

I left dejectedly, and when I got downstairs, I found that everyone was still asleep.

So I went out for a walk by myself and didn't go back until the afternoon.

As soon as I entered, everyone asked me where I had been, and I could only give them a few perfunctory answers. Seeing my cousins chatting and laughing with my mom, I felt a sense of pleasure, thinking to myself: "If you knew what they were doing to you, would you still be laughing?" Later, my dad had to go back to Taipei early because of some business, while my mom and I prepared to take the bus back to Taipei the next day. All the way, I was thinking about how to take advantage of this good opportunity, while my mom innocently asked me what I wanted for breakfast. So, while waiting for the bus, I went to a pharmacy and a breakfast shop to buy breakfast and the tools for the entertainment later.

Although we were taking the Taiwan Bus again, it was crowded during the Lunar New Year and it was early morning, so even though my mom was sound asleep after taking sleeping pills, I had no chance at all. To make matters worse, we were sitting in the middle, which meant I could only grope her all over. The most daring thing I did was insert my right middle finger into her genitals. However, I was still pretty good to my mom. Knowing that her genitals were still swollen, I applied some ointment I bought from the pharmacy and pulled her underwear down to her knees. I thought that letting it air out and reducing friction with her underwear might help the swelling go down faster, so I did that.

Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to forget to put her back on before she woke up.

After returning home, I couldn't wait to take advantage of my older brother's absence and rush into his room with the spare key to find fresh semen. Based on past experience, I believed that my older brother would have some new semen coming out in the next few days. Why do I say that? This all goes back to when I was in fourth grade. At that time, we rented out the rooftop of our house to an older boy. I often went there, and that's when I started to get into pornography. It was also at the older boy's urging that I started giving my mother sleeping pills and taking the opportunity to molest her with him. However, neither of us actually inserted our penises into my mother's vagina at the time. I was unable to get an erection. The older boy was afraid of being discovered later. I later learned that he had been caught before, so he wouldn't do it unless he was absolutely sure. That's why he taught me various techniques and knowledge, wanting to use me to have sex with my mother first and then have sex with her himself, so that he could frame me and make me the scapegoat.

Getting back to the point, I did indeed find a glass jar containing semen under his bed. My older brother would ejaculate into the jar after each time he masturbated, then tell me to mix it into my mother's food. Sometimes he would smear the semen on a handkerchief, and after my mother took sleeping pills and fell asleep, he would cover her face with the semen-soaked handkerchief, making sure the semen side was facing up to avoid getting it on her face. He said he wanted her to get used to the smell. He also said this trick didn't work on any woman because he had observed my parents' sex through a hidden camera and found they always used the normal position without variation, and the semen was always ejaculated inside my mother's body. Based on my account and his observations, he concluded that my mother didn't know what semen looked like, or even what it tasted like.

At the time, I even asked how he observed it. He said that once after he masturbated, he forgot to clean up, leaving semen all over the floor. My mom happened to be going upstairs to hang laundry and went in to check on my older brother. She stepped right into the semen and broke out in a cold sweat. My mom, thinking it was some food that had dripped onto the floor, helped him clean it up.

My older brother even initially thought my mom was pretending not to know to avoid an awkward situation. However, after hearing me say that my parents came from a conservative family and that, as far as he could remember, the man was the breadwinner and the woman stayed home, he realized that my mom genuinely didn't know, not pretending.

That's why he dared to use this trick.

As usual, I distributed the semen fairly before smearing the remaining semen on a handkerchief and waiting for the night to come. Actually, after two or three years of planning, I had increased the concentration of the semen considerably. In some places, I even used "undiluted" semen. For example, I used it as jam on white steamed buns or sandwiches for breakfast. At first, my mom would ask me what kind of jam it was, and I would just say that a classmate had given it to me. She even told me that I had to let my mom try it.

Unexpectedly, my mom actually believed me, and she kept eating like this without stopping, but it's all thanks to me feeding her! "Is your mom asleep?" My older brother suddenly appeared behind me, startling me. "What! Sneaking around like that, you scared me!" "Sorry! I had to make sure your dad was home." "Of course not! He's always away on business, you know that." "Hmm." After saying that, my older brother sneaked back into my mom's room, and of course, I followed. My older brother skillfully undressed my mom while ravaging her body, but I wasn't as excited as before. Maybe it's because I had recently witnessed my mom being thoroughly raped! And I'm used to seeing my older brother molesting my mom, so I felt a little unsatisfied, mentally planning all sorts of things that would satisfy me.

"Oh right! You can ejaculate now, can't you?" My older brother stopped sucking on my mom's breasts and looked up at me.

[Hmm~ I've been masturbating a lot lately.] [Why be so sad? You have a woman right in front of you, and she's a stunner.] I knew he was no longer satisfied with just molesting my mom; he wanted me to go first, so if my mom woke up and found out something was wrong, I'd be the scapegoat.

Heh~ But I'm not the same as before.

[That's what I was thinking too, so I'm making plans.] I casually teased him a bit. [Why bother? There's no time like the present, let's do it now.] [No, I want something more exciting.] That was the truth. [Okay! Don't forget to call me.] [Of course, I'll call you.] After a few polite words, the older brother continued his hard work, but I thought to myself: Calling you is no problem, but I'll have to wait until I've made my plans! And I can't let him know my mom's weakness, otherwise I guarantee she'll be completely drunk the next day and let the older brother fuck her.

[By the way! Big brother, if possible, get some more fresh stuff. We've been using a lot of the original semen lately.] [No problem, I'll bring some brothers over for a quickie another day.] [Hmm~ For the past few weeks, I've been trying your method, putting some semen on my fingers and letting my mom smell it. I didn't expect her to unconsciously lick the semen off my hand while she was asleep.] [Of course! The long-term planning was worth it. Next time, just use your penis. I'm sure you'll suck it until you ejaculate.] [Hmm~ When I don't have enough semen, I often put my mom's head between my legs. But since I don't do it often, I don't know when she'll get used to my taste.] [Soon! Once she gets used to the semen, it'll be much faster.] [Hmm~ You can play around. I'm going to sleep now. Remember to tidy up.] [Don't worry!] "Don't you trust me?" "Of course I trust you, you're an expert, but I still have to remind you, just in case." "Okay~ Goodnight." "Mom~ Wake up, the sandwich is ready, breakfast is ready!" I shouted loudly. "Hmm~ My head is spinning," Mom replied weakly.

I thought to myself, of course~ sleeping pills aren't a cure-all.

Afterwards, watching my mom eat my specially made semen sandwich always made my little brother swell and feel uncomfortable.

Especially when some semen got on her lips, watching my mom lick it back with her tongue made my blood boil even more.

Later, I told my mom I was going out to play, and while I was at it, I browsed the sex toy store and picked out a few fun things to buy.

When I got home, my mom had already cooked dinner and was waiting for me.

"Mom, time to eat." "Hmm~ I'll eat with you after I've washed up," my mother's gentle voice came from the bathroom. Of course, I took advantage of this time to add some "spice" to the food! There's a trick to adding ingredients, and you have to remember where you added them and where you didn't, otherwise you'll end up being confused and making a fool

of yourself. Also, you have to stick to one principle: whether you added ingredients or not, you have to take some. The purpose of this is just to show my mother that we all ate from the same plate, thus clearing myself of any suspicion.

But remember, you can't eat the stuff with added ingredients! You have to throw it away quickly when Mom isn't looking. It's quite wasteful, but consider it an investment! This time, the ingredient I added was high-end; I bought it online. Today was my first time trying it out, I wonder how it went? After waiting for a long time, my mom finally finished her shower, and everything went according to plan. But soon I was shocked. My mom collapsed before she even finished her meal! I was completely at a loss. Luckily, I found that she was still breathing and had a heartbeat, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do. I almost thought I had killed her.

Sigh... I decided then and there that I would never add such a strong drug to food again, otherwise I would have to spend time cleaning up the food that my mom had spilled when she passed out, which would be a huge waste.

After a lot of fuss, I could finally start to enjoy my mom's delicious body. Plus, she had just taken a shower, and her body smelled wonderful, which excited me a lot. Without saying a word, I took off her clothes first. This time, I planned to do something different. So I took out the glass test tubes I had prepared for chemistry class, and then slowly inserted the tubes into my mom's vagina. After that, I thrust in and out and rotated the test tubes. My goal today was to fill each test tube with my mom's vaginal fluid. After each tube was full, I would stopper it with a cork and label it.

I wonder what my mom would think if she knew that her vaginal fluid was being preserved and treasured by her son in glass test tubes, and that she would even sell it to a perverted old man for profit when she was short of money.

The reason I ended up selling my mother's vaginal fluids was quite unexpected. It happened one time when I was collecting my mother's vaginal fluids as usual, and someone rang the doorbell. I thought it was an older brother, so I opened the door without thinking. It turned out to be the building manager downstairs who said he urgently needed to use the toilet. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for my reply, but in the end, he didn't even get to use it because he lost control of his bladder after seeing my mother. I told him to clean it up because I didn't have time to deal with him. The lewd look he gave my mother made me want to punch him. After that, he kept asking me all sorts of questions and even tried to ask me for the vaginal fluids I had already collected. I glared at him and said, "It's a thousand for a tube. Pay up if you want it, or forget it."

Back then, a thousand dollars was a huge sum for a middle school student like me. I thought the price would scare him away, but to my surprise, he said it was cheap and wanted to buy ten bottles first. He then said he would go home and bring me ten thousand dollars. Looking at the gleaming banknotes, I naturally accepted. The money was already being given to me, so there was no reason to turn it down.

As a result, my first job was selling my mother's vaginal fluid. Later, I found out that the administrator had been obsessed with my mother for a long time and had even offered a high price to have sex with her. However, I always refused, saying that my mother was in her fertile period or had just started her period. But I told him not to be disappointed, and that if the timing was right and the price was tempting, I would definitely let him have his way.

As time went on, he became very open with me, even telling me about peeping at my mother while she was showering. Maybe he thought we were the same kind of people. But I lied to him and said that my mother had only had sex with my father, and that I had a fetish for collecting my mother's vaginal fluid because I was afraid of incest.

Later, he sometimes bought such large quantities that he told me he sold some to people with this fetish for two thousand each. At the time, I thought to myself: Damn it! That damn middleman.

But I wasn't short of money, so I didn't care. Later, I started selling them mixed with half of my mother's vaginal fluid and half of her saliva, and I limited the quantity to ten a day. So, the ones I sold later were all diluted. Of course, I wouldn't dilute them for my personal collection! I earned my first million with my mother's vaginal fluid. I remember the day I earned a million, I let the administrator touch my naked mother to his heart's content. Afterwards, the administrator gave me another million, saying he felt quite ashamed because he had sold them at a higher price. But I didn't blame him; I even helped him rush the orders and allowed him to molest my mother.

So, the extra million was returned to me.

Later, I also felt that the administrator was actually quite trustworthy. When I said I couldn't touch my mother, he really didn't. So, when I drugged my mother later, I would often let the administrator share the profits.

The days leading up to Dad's coming home are always the happiest time for me. Many people might find this contradictory—doesn't Dad mean I won't have anything to do after he gets home? Actually, a few weeks of a simpler life isn't bad, and it's a good way to recharge! But what truly excites me is that I can play the "preparing to ejaculate" game. Since Dad always makes love to Mom when he comes home, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong playing this extremely dangerous game. And I've been having sex with Mom for a long time, so our relatives and friends all know that Mom has a beastly son. But everyone is too greedy to say anything, after all, a beautiful and naive young woman like Mom isn't easy to find, especially one who's free! So everyone is very accommodating, and I often come up with new tricks to satisfy them, such as preparing to ejaculate.

This game is quite simple: First, I fix my naked mother in a position with her buttocks facing upwards. Then, I use a vaginal speculum to open her vagina so that everyone's semen can flow directly into her uterus. Then, the participants take turns masturbating and ejaculating into my mother's uterus, one after another, continuously. After a round of rest, everyone is "ready to ejaculate"! Playing this way, neither my mother nor the participants get too tired; in fact, they can do it with ease. It's even more enjoyable to watch, which is why some people get erect again soon after ejaculating. I, on the other hand, am burning with desire as I watch everyone take turns ejaculating into my mother's uterus. These people include relatives, friends, strangers, neighbors, and even my older brother whom I consider my own son. They ejaculate into my uterus one by one, and I have no power to resist. I can only accept it without knowing it. Their penises and testicles are like teapots filled with semen being poured into my mother's uterus, which is like a container.

The thought of my mother chatting and laughing with them while her belly was full of semen filled me with excitement.

But what excited me even more was that if my father came home during my mother's fertile period, we would even make bets in private about whose child it would be, using it as a basis for comparing whose sperm was the strongest.

As the game drew to a close, I slowly pulled out the speculum while carefully and evenly applying the ointment to the inside of my mother's vagina to tighten it and prevent the semen from leaking out of her uterus, thus bringing the game to a close.

In the days since my father returned, relatives and friends have been visiting our home, and even neighbors have been coming over, partly to see my father, and partly to check on my mother, whose belly was full of semen.

For some reason, I quite enjoy seeing my mother covered in semen, even her stomach, uterus, bladder, and anus. I wish I could fill them with semen, but getting that much semen is too much for me. So, I secretly started a masturbation club at school. All members received nude photos of my mother for masturbation. The membership requirement was to contribute at least 6cc of semen to the club daily. Over the past year, thanks to my dedicated efforts, it has grown rapidly, with members even secretly joining, including some teachers. Everyone hopes to accumulate five liters of semen so they can freely rape my mother without her noticing. This is my promise to the [Semen Card] members, and I intend to keep it. Therefore, after a year, the semen contributed by members has reached my [Semen Card]'s limit. Ideally, I started using the semen donated by members at home on my mother. One time, I even felt a little disgusted with myself because I successfully filled her uterus and bladder completely, then sealed her labia with strong tape. I also filled her anus so much that I had to use two large corks to plug it to prevent it from escaping. I also filled her stomach quite a bit; her belly was noticeably protruding. Finally, I picked her up and carried her to the bathtub filled with semen. I gently placed her in the tub, and soon she was completely naked, soaked in semen. Unable to resist, I squatted on the tub and masturbated, ejaculating onto her delicate face that hadn't yet been covered in semen.

Afterward, I gazed at my mother for a while and finished filming the last roll of tape.

This time, I didn't plan to clean up after Mom. I intended to let her wake up naturally. I knew she would be shocked when she woke up, but it didn't matter; I already had an excuse. Dad was planning to leave Mom, and the truth would eventually come out. Although Mom was naive and silly, it didn't mean Dad was. Dad had sent Mom a letter, and I secretly read the contents clearly. Luckily, he didn't mention me.

When Mom woke up, she was surprised, but the letter I showed her shocked and saddened her even more. I lied and said that the things in the bathtub were things Dad had brought back for her to use for beauty and skincare, and that Dad had made them for her.

Fortunately, Mom, heartbroken and desperate, didn't have the mind to think about how absurd my reason was. However, Mom did notice that her anus and labia were sealed. After Mom told me to leave, she washed herself by herself. I watched through the hidden camera as Mom removed the cork and super tape, and the semen gushed out of her various openings like a stampede of horses.

Later, I went to another bathroom to relieve myself and couldn't control myself for a long time.

That year I was eighteen, and my mother was thirty-seven. I started molesting her when I was in fourth grade, and she had been thoroughly raped after being drugged at her wedding banquet when she was nineteen. However, she never knew the truth, and I didn't intend to tell her. Although I no longer toy with her, what was the point of telling her about this past of rape? Actually, after toying with my mother for over eight years, what excited me was no longer the physical pleasure, but watching the relatives of my husband's family, who had thoroughly raped her, chatting and laughing with her.

Now, because of my father's passing, my mother is terrified that she won't be able to bear the blow if I leave too, so she tries to satisfy me materially and is extremely obedient to me, afraid of upsetting me. I believe that if I wanted to rape her now, she would definitely agree, but I never asked her to do so. It's not because I think she's too old; otherwise, I wouldn't get an erection when I see her sleeping in the same bed.

I just feel that what I would do would hurt her. Even though she doesn't know, what would others think of her? So I stopped selling my mother's vaginal fluids and stopped playing any sex games. I also refused all those who wanted to rape my mother. After I went to university, everyone envied me for having such a beautiful mother, and for picking me up and dropping me off every day. There were even people claiming to be members of a "mother-rape enthusiasts' club" who tried to recruit me, trying to sell me all sorts of benefits and advantages, but I remained unmoved.

I always felt indebted to my mother because the sex games I devised resulted in her getting three pregnancies and three miscarriages, leaving her physically weak. Every time I took good care of her, I was met with grateful looks, which made me feel even more ashamed.

Later, we moved because there were too many people who had raped my mother and still wanted more, so we moved to the suburbs to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for my first broken promise in my life, it was to a member of a masturbation club, but I heard it's still operating.

Recently, after my mother smelled the scent of my genitals, she started sleeping in a 69 position opposite me while I was asleep, and she would suck on my glans. I know this is a lingering effect from before. Looking back, my desperate attempts to get her familiar with my semen seem a bit ridiculous.

Later, I told my mother that if she did this again, I would move out. She was so scared that she cried and apologized, saying she wouldn't do it again. Seeing her like this broke my heart, since I was the one who caused it. Later,

I took my mother outdoors and encouraged her to participate in more activities, hoping to help her find her focus in life. With my continuous efforts and encouragement, my mother remarried. The groom was the building manager who had a crush on her before—it really was quite a coincidence! To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but after spending time with him, I found that he also took good care of my mother.

So I gradually felt at ease, and five years later, I got married.

I chose to let time bury those reckless days of the past.

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