Mom's wedding dress

My mom's wedding dress.
I'm 21 this year. Last year, through my mom's arrangements, I found my current bride.

A month ago, my mom planned this wedding herself. She also bought a house not far from home as our new home, and she chose all the decorations. To others, they must think my mom loves me very much and they must envy me for having such a good mother.

Actually, the whole wedding arrangement felt like my mom was marrying me off, and in fact, my mom's feelings were exactly the same as mine.

Not long ago, I officially got married. At the wedding banquet, the only people who truly felt happiness and joy were my mother and me. My right hand was holding the bride's hand, and my left arm was linked with my mother's. Only my mother and I truly embraced the sweet joy of newlywed life.

My mother gave birth to me when she was sixteen, and she's only thirty-seven this year. Already mature and beautiful, she dressed up deliberately that day. Many people privately said that my mother was more beautiful than the bride, and in my eyes, that's certainly true.

When the officiant asked, "

Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to live with him for the rest of your life?"

only I heard my mother softly say beside me, "

I do!"

I turned to look at my mother, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I whispered in her ear, "

I do too, my dear wife. From today onwards, you are my wife."

Tears welled in her eyes, and she whispered back, "

I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours."

We both resisted the urge to kiss each other. Many of the relatives and friends who came to the ceremony simply thought it was my mother giving her son some instructions; everything seemed perfectly natural
.
Afterwards, I accompanied the bride into the dressing room to change into her wedding dress. My mother held my hand tightly the whole time and followed us in. In the less than a minute that my new wife went into the bathroom and closed the door, my mother and I couldn't hold back any longer and passionately kissed each other. Only then did I truly kiss my bride. If we hadn't heard the toilet flush, we wouldn't have wanted to separate.

After a busy evening, once the guests had all left, my bride and I returned to our new home with my mother by my side. My mother had decorated the entire house herself; in fact, she decorated it with the mindset of being my wife.

My mother brought the white wedding dress the bride had changed out of into the new house and then told the bride to go take a shower first. She said she would tell her son to wait for her in the living room after she finished showering.

Mom locked the door to the new room, and as soon as she turned around, we both understood each other perfectly and immediately kissed again. Mom frantically sucked on my lips, and I occasionally slipped my tongue into her mouth, enjoying her love.

I held Mom tightly, and with one hand, I unzipped the cheongsam from behind. Mom's pure white lace lingerie was immediately revealed. After the cheongsam was completely off, I saw that Mom was wearing a similarly pure white lace transparent thong and white suspender stockings.

"Good husband, dear son, Mom is finally married to you! Mom is so happy... no, Xiaojie is so happy! Husband...

Mom, my good wife, you've worked so hard, and you've suffered so much. No matter what others think, in my heart, you are my only wife. I love you, Mom, let's go to our bridal chamber quickly."

I couldn't wait to take off Mom's bra. "

Husband, wait a minute!" Mom picked up the white wedding dress she had personally chosen.

"Yes! Mom, you need to wear this; only then will we be officially married."

Mom had long intended this, and it was something she had arranged long ago—to wear her bridal gown on my wedding night and formally consummate our marriage, completing the final step of our ceremony.

A moment later, Mom was dressed in her white wedding dress, and I was truly mesmerized. The white tulle dress, with its slender waist, looked absolutely perfect on my mother. "

Mom, this dress was made just for you, you look so beautiful."

Silly boy! Mom originally chose it for herself. After putting it on, my mother suddenly exuded a bridal shyness, and I couldn't wait to kiss her again. "

Mmm…good husband…mmm…I want you…one night together…"

My mother's words reminded me. So I picked my mother up and gently placed her on the new bed, lifted her white tulle dress, and slowly pulled down her white tulle panties. When my mother's pubic hair was revealed, I couldn't resist kissing her vulva.

Oh…good…good husband…mmm…Mom is so happy…hurry…do me…like usual…do your mother…your little Jie…mmm…

I immediately took off my pants and pressed my already erect penis against my mother’s already overflowing petals. Since we didn’t have much time, we didn’t need much caressing or foreplay, and because we had waited all night for this moment, my mother was already dripping with lustful fluids, so there was no need for any foreplay.

Hurry...good husband...hurry up and put it in...put it in...and Mom will officially be your wife...

I thrust my penis forward, and I heard a squelch...Mom's juices flowed out from both sides. Afraid of wetting the new bed, I pulled
down to cushion her buttocks.

Ah…so good…Xiao Jie is yours now…so beautiful…good son…Mom has been fucked by you for so many years…today…Mom is having the best time…ah…oh…
fuck me…fuck your wife well…your own mother…ah…it’s hitting the spot…you’re so naughty…it’s hitting the inside…oh…husband…my dear son…your cock
feels so good…fucks Xiao Jie…so good…ah…again…I’m not coming anymore…

Mom was afraid the noise would carry out of the room, so all the moaning sounds were kept as low as possible, as if whispering in my ear, which added a different kind of fun.

Within an hour, my mother and I made love passionately in our new house. It was so exciting and pleasurable that my mother climaxed four or five times, and I ejaculated twice inside her. Her vaginal fluids had soaked through her white wedding dress to the sheets.

When it was almost time, my mother and I changed back into our original clothes. Holding the bridal gown, now stained with her fluids, my mother kissed me again before opening the bedroom door to go to the living room to call her wife.

My wife, having just finished showering, was already exhausted and asleep on the sofa.

My mother took this opportunity to leave with the gown. Before leaving, my mother and I shared a passionate kiss at the door, and then she went home with a satisfied smile.

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To understand the story of our love, we must start from the beginning.

My mother's name is Lin Jieyu. At sixteen, she married a small-time gangster, who became my father. However, shortly after I was born, my father took the blame for the gang leader and was imprisoned for twenty years.

Therefore, I spent my childhood without a father, while my mother received a considerable sum of money from the gang leader to support us for those ten years.

Over those twenty years, my mother used the money to invest and was fortunate enough to make a considerable profit. Later, during the peak years of the stock market boom, she again made
a fortune in stocks with her keen eye. She then started her own company, and perhaps thanks in part to her youthful and beautiful appearance, she was quite successful in the business world.

Of course, many big bosses had designs on my mother during this time. But my mother's consistent way of dealing with this was to take me with her wherever she went. Firstly, she didn't trust others to take care of me, and secondly, it would protect her from a lot of unnecessary harassment. It

wasn't until I reached elementary school age that she gradually withdrew from work and devoted herself to staying home with me.

During those years, since it was just my mother and me in the house, and because we were mother and son, my mother never hid anything from me, including changing clothes and taking a bath. Even from my infancy until I was fourteen, we often bathed and slept together.

In my mother's eyes, I was always a child, her only precious son, so she didn't see anything to hide.

People generally think boys only understand sex after puberty, but actually, boys can have erections instinctively from the age of three, it's just too early to notice. From first grade, I noticed my feelings for my mother had changed. I started paying attention to her body, to her underwear, and I would get an erection every time we bathed together. But my mother didn't seem to care; she just teased me playfully.

When we slept, I would often secretly lift her skirt from behind to peek at her panties. Sometimes I would pretend to be asleep and place my hand on my mother's panties, stroking them intentionally or unintentionally, which always gave me considerable pleasure.

When I was nine, I started masturbating for the first time. It was then that I discovered my genitals were growing very rapidly. I didn't know if it was the result of long-term masturbation or if I was different from others. Normally, its size was similar to that of an average child, but when erect, it was more than ten times larger, disproportionate to my body.

I measured it with a ruler; it was eleven centimeters long, but perhaps because of my young age, its diameter was not wide, only about three centimeters, so it always felt very unbalanced. Because I was afraid of being seen by my mother, I started refusing to bathe with her that year, but she didn't seem to mind.

Ever since I started refusing to shower with my mother, she seemed to sense that I was growing up, or perhaps for some other reason, she would close her bedroom door when changing clothes.

By the time I was fourteen and in the second year of junior high, I hadn't seen my mother's body in a long time.

One night before bed, she closed the door as usual to change into her pajamas. When she opened the door afterward, her pajamas were untied and completely open. After seeing what she was wearing underneath, I quickly became aroused. I

had never seen my mother dressed so provocatively. Her narrow, semi-transparent bra only covered half of her breasts, and her panties were just a small piece of fabric covering her private parts, with a thick patch of black pubic hair peeking out from the edge of that small piece of fabric. Although I've watched my mother grow up, seeing every inch of her body, it wasn't until now, during my adolescence, that I truly understood how to appreciate the beauty of her body.

That night, I slept beside my mother, not dozing off. Once I heard her steady breathing, I eagerly continued pretending to be asleep, turning over and placing my hand on her thigh. My mother was sleeping on her side, and I lay behind her.

After nearly ten minutes, my hand slowly lifted my mother's robe to her waist. I saw that her buttocks were smooth, with only a thin rope extending forward to cover her vulva. I was already painfully erect. I simply took off my pants, letting my penis breathe.

I carefully observed my mother's reaction, and without waking her, my hand became increasingly bold as I traced the thin rope downwards. The small piece of cloth couldn't cover my mother's vulva at all. From behind, her plump labia were faintly visible through her panties at the base of her thighs, and the pubic hair that grew down to her buttocks couldn't cover it at all.

I was almost touching my mother's cleft when I suddenly realized that her panties were just tied with a bow. I slowly and gently untied the bow, and easily lifted my mother's panties up.

My mother's vulva was completely exposed before my eyes. Although I had bathed with my mother for so many years, I had usually only looked at the thick tuft of pubic hair in front of her. I had never really seen what my mother's vulva looked like. At this moment, I kept stroking my penis and staring at the cleft of my mother's vulva. Finally, I couldn't help but bring my face close and smell the special body fragrance emanating from my mother's vulva. My face was so close that I could lick my mother's labia with my tongue.

But I still didn't dare to be so bold, and just continued masturbating in a state of blissful ecstasy. However, I was probably too excited and couldn't reach orgasm for a long time. So, I became incredibly audacious and pressed my body completely against my mother's back, while holding my penis in my hand and pressing it against my mother's labia.

At that time, I didn't know what sexual intercourse was; it was just that my animal instinct told me to put my genitals into my mother's slit. The moment the tip of my penis touched my mother's labia, I reached orgasm. A stream of fresh semen shot out, landing right on my mother's vulva.

Just then, Mom, probably because my warm semen hit her most sensitive spot, suddenly jumped up from the bed as if she'd been bitten. I was terrified, closing my eyes and not daring to move. But damn it, I was still holding my penis, which was already fourteen centimeters long and four centimeters thick, in my hand, and it was still throbbing in my hand. A transparent thread of semen was still pulled out from the foreskin at the tip of my penis.

Mom sat up, and I lay on my side on the bed, squinting to peek at her reaction, but I didn't dare to look up. I only saw that after Mom sat up, the panties I had unfastened, which had been hanging on her legs, fell down and landed right in front of me.

Time seemed to stand still. Although my mother didn't say anything, I could feel her shock. She was even staring at the penis in my hand. I was filled with remorse for what I had done, terrified that she would look down on me and treat me like a bad person.

Through my slits, all I could see was my mother's legs, crossed, kneeling on the bed. The bed was completely still. After what seemed like an eternity, my mother reached down and picked up my panties from beside my cheek. I saw that her hands were covered in my semen. I thought to myself, "This is terrible. My mother has touched the semen on her labia."

After picking up her panties, my mother got up, got out of bed, and left the room. I wanted to put my pants on, but I was afraid that if my mother came in again and found out I'd been awake the whole time, she'd know. If I just stayed asleep, maybe she'd think I was dreaming and didn't mean to. I naively thought this, and then I actually drifted off to sleep.

When the sunlight streaming in through the window woke me, I jumped out of bed, as if I'd just had a nightmare. I noticed I was covered with a sheet, but my lower body was still naked. I thought, "Mom probably isn't angry with me, otherwise she wouldn't have covered me with the sheet." I quickly put on my pants and got out of bed to look for my mother.

Following the sound, I went to the kitchen and saw my mother with her back to me, seemingly preparing breakfast.

"Mom...good morning..." I said to my mother in a trembling voice, feeling guilty. "

Oh! You're up. Did you sleep well?" Mom turned around.

"Oh...okay..." I didn't dare look Mom in the eye.

"Go wash up first!" Mom turned her head away nonchalantly and continued with her work.

I thought to myself, thank goodness, Mom doesn't seem to remember what happened last night, or maybe my act was successful, and Mom just thinks I'm dreaming.

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But things weren't as simple as I thought.

Although she tried her best to appear natural during our conversation, it was obvious that she had begun to intentionally avoid me most of the time.

Starting the next day, she would simply close the door lightly when she changed clothes.

But what saddened me most was that my mother had closed the entire door, and I even heard a click as the door locked.

I was devastated. My mother was clearly avoiding me, even locking the door. What was she afraid of? I thought, of course she was afraid of me, afraid I would violate her again.

The pain I felt was being doubted by the person I loved, being avoided by my beloved mother. This blow made me feel like a deflated balloon, as if the world had collapsed.

I wore a long, gloomy face all day. Although my mother spoke to me as usual, my dejected appearance didn't elicit any questions from her. She clearly knew why and knew that asking would be pointless.

That night, although my mother slept in the same bed as me, she wasn't wearing a loose robe anymore, but rather neat and tidy casual clothes.

This cast a shadow over my heart, and I dared not touch her body. The bed was large, and I almost moved to the edge, leaving a considerable distance between my mother and me. My mother had her back to me; I knew she wasn't asleep, but I wondered what she was thinking.

I thought to myself, "Mom really hates me." This was the first time I had experienced the feeling of heartbreak, and it was truly awful.

On the third day, I couldn't bear the torment any longer. That night, after my mother went into her room, I didn't follow her in or tell her anything. I went to sleep in another room by myself.

In the middle of the night, I knew my mother had come in to check on me, but she didn't call me and went out again. My other thought in doing this was to use a self-inflicted injury to gain my mother's attention and sympathy, to soften her heart and make her reluctant to let me go, but this method seemed to be completely ineffective.

So, I started sleeping in a separate room from my mother. Although my mother tried her best to act the same as before, things were different. I talked to my mother less and less, and the bright smile on my mother's face gradually disappeared.

I was filled with remorse. Why did things turn out this way? Several times I wanted to apologize to my mother and talk things out with her, but each time the words caught in my throat; I lacked the courage to speak.

My mother seemed just like me, always burdened with worries, her brow constantly furrowed.

So I started avoiding her. I often made excuses to come home late, saying I was going to a classmate's house or going to the movies with classmates.

But that didn't make me happy; instead, it made me increasingly unhappy. My mother also seemed to be getting more and more haggard, rarely dressing up anymore. It broke my heart to see her like this.

All of this was my fault; I can't blame my mother.

This kind of relationship between mother and son lasted for nearly three months, and then, on the eve of my fifteenth birthday, things changed.

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From childhood to adulthood, my mother always celebrated my birthday in a special way. But as my fifteenth birthday approached, although I looked forward to it, I didn't hold out much hope that my mother would remember.

The day before my birthday, I dragged my heavy steps to open the door to go to school.

"Xiao Ming…you…" Mom caught up from behind.

…I stopped and turned around, but didn't say anything, still looking at my mother with a lost expression. "

Xiao Ming…" Mom hesitated.

…I didn't reply. "

Come home early after school, I have something to tell you."

"Okay! I understand."

I tried to glean some information from my mother's expression, wondering if it was good news or... But she quickly turned and went back inside.

The day's classes felt like an eternity; I spent the whole day thinking that my mother was definitely going to have a serious talk with me. I didn't know what she was thinking, but judging from her recent actions, I couldn't help but feel pessimistic. It didn't seem like it would be good news.

Anyway, things couldn't go on like this, so I decided to just talk it out.

Finally, school was over, and I hurried home.

I entered the house with a heavy heart. Dinner was already prepared, and my mother was sitting beside me, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

I hung my backpack on the coat rack and sat down. "

Change your clothes first! Mom's waiting for you." "Mom spoke in a gentle voice.

I quickly changed into my pajamas and returned to the dining table.

'Mom…what is it?'

'Let's talk while we eat, the food's getting cold.'

I really didn't have an appetite, but I still forced myself to get some rice.

'Xiaoming…' Mom still hesitated.

'…

Xiaoming, Mom…I really want to ask you, why don't you sleep with Mom anymore?

' This…I…I don't know how to respond. '

Are you angry with Mom?' Mom said gently. '

Mom…how could that be? I…I'm not…it's just…

it's just what?

I just think…maybe I'm grown up…Mom won't want to sleep with me anymore…so…

how could that be? In Mom's eyes, you'll always be my child, how could I not want to sleep with you?'"

"Mom...I...I'm not a little kid anymore..." I realized my thought process was a bit strange; when I said this, I was thinking about the size of my penis.

This...

Mom's expression suddenly became a little shy, as if she was thinking the same thing as me. "

Mom...I think I'll just sleep there from now on, otherwise people will laugh if they know I'm so old and still sleeping with my mom.

" I realized that when I said "so old," my mind was still full of lewd thoughts.

"Your...your...your...your...your...your...your...your...you're not a little kid, it doesn't matter how old you are...if we don't say anything, who will know?"

After saying this, Mom seemed to suddenly realize she had used an extra word, a grammatical error, and her face immediately turned red.

My mind was filled with the image of pressing my penis against my mother's vulva that day. Hearing her grammatical error, my eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be… that my mother, like me, was preoccupied
with that memory?

…I looked at my mother's somewhat shy expression, staring intently at her.

I… My mother stammered under my gaze. "

Mom, are you saying you still want me to sleep with you, right?"

"Yes… what does it matter? I've thought about it. If you don't tell, and I don't tell, who will know?" My mother's words seemed to be hinting at something.

But… Mom, I will still get married in the future, and I will sleep separately from you.

"Well... Mom doesn't want to go that far. I'm really not used to sleeping without you. I've been having trouble sleeping these past few months. Anyway, I'll sleep with you for as long as I can now, okay?"

Mom's words were so encouraging. The way she said "okay" at the end was so gentle that no one could refuse. "

Okay!" Actually... like Mom, I'm really not used to sleeping alone. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

That's great! Hmm! ...Do you remember what day it is tomorrow?" Mom suddenly seemed to have returned to her old cheerful and lively self. "

Of course I remember! My birthday is only two days apart from Mom's. How could I forget!" Tomorrow is my fifteenth birthday, and the day after tomorrow is my mom's thirty-first birthday.

So... what do you want your mom to give you?

I…actually…Mom, I'm just happy if you're happy and joyful like before. If I can see you even a little bit happier, I don't want anything else.

Good child…hearing you say that…Mom is really…so happy…Mom said, her voice trembling slightly.

Mom…it's true…before…before I was sorry, Mom, for making you angry. Mom…I'm really sorry…it was all my fault.

I now had the courage to apologize to Mom.

Silly child, what are you apologizing for? It's Mom's fault. Mom has…I never noticed…you've grown up…I still treated you like a child…so…so…sigh
! "Mom's so clumsy, I don't know what to do... So... child, Mom really cares about you. Seeing you so unhappy hurts me so much..."

Mom said, tears falling from her eyes, and then she started sobbing uncontrollably. "

Mom... don't cry... it's my fault... I promise I won't do anything to make you hate me again. I love you, Mom... I don't want you to hate me... Mom... don't be sad
..." I quickly moved closer to Mom and held her hand.

"Waaah... waaah..." I should have said something, because saying anything only made Mom cry harder.

"Mom... don't cry... if you cry, I'll cry too..." I quickly hugged Mom and comforted her.

Gradually, Mom stopped sobbing, but I still held her tightly. "

Good child… Mom doesn't blame you… that day… Mom was just too confused… It's not that Mom hates you, you know? Mom really doesn't know what to do… You are Mom's darling,
Mom loves you so much… how could I hate you…

I love you so much too… Mom…" I said, hugging Mom even tighter.

But strangely, my lower body involuntarily started acting up again. Afraid of embarrassing myself, I slowly loosened my grip on Mom.

But as soon as I let go, Mom wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. Mom was sitting, and I was standing, so my naughty thing was pressed against Mom's chest.

I tried to pull away, but Mom held me tightly around the waist, and I didn't dare to move. I just hoped my erection would subside quickly, but the more I pressed against Mom's breasts, the more disobedient it seemed.

After a while, Mom seemed to notice something was wrong, and slowly let go of me, glancing down at my crotch. Then I saw Mom's ears suddenly turn red, and she turned her head away
.
"Child...child...you...I...let's eat..." Mom didn't know what to say, so she picked up a bowl.

I ate while staring at my mom. She kept her head down, occasionally looking up to meet my eyes before quickly looking away again. I saw her whole face was flushed.

"Why...why are you staring at me like that...

Mom, you're so beautiful! " "You're

so cheeky!"

"It's true, Mom, look at your face, it's as cute as an apple. Look in the mirror if you don't believe me."

"You...you're so mean...making fun of me..." My mom suddenly started acting like a little girl, pouting. "

Mom, it's true."

"You...you're still teasing me?" "Mom's getting angry." As she spoke, she pouted, pretending to be angry, which was even cuter. "

Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. Mom isn't cute at all, Mom's ugly, is that alright?"

Seeing my mother's expression, I couldn't help but tease her like I usually do with little girls at school. "

You hate...hate..." Mom leaned closer and really did turn into a little girl, gently punching me with her fist.

I laughed and dodged, but Mom got up and chased after me, tripping over a chair and almost falling. I quickly reached out to help her.

Gotcha! Ha...ha...Mom suddenly looked up and started punching me like a happy little bird.
Ha...ha...ha...can't hit me...I couldn't help but wrestle with Mom too.

Suddenly, I had both of Mom's hands in my grasp, and although she struggled, she couldn't break free.

"I'm not going to argue with you anymore, you only know how to bully Mom." Mom said sweetly, trying to break free from my grasp.

I simply hugged her and lifted her up completely.

"Put me down...you...put Mom down...ha...ah..." Mom seemed to have never played with a boy like this in a long time, her innocent and carefree expression revealing her true nature.

I carried Mom around the house, spinning her around and around.

"Stop...stop...Mom's dizzy...ah..."

My last bit of strength gave out, and I finally put Mom down on the ground.

Huff...huff...we were both panting heavily, no longer speaking, but we both looked at each other with smiles.

As our breathing gradually evened out, the deeper love I felt for my mother unconsciously seeped into her eyes.

I noticed that her gaze had completely changed. Before, no matter how gentle and considerate she was, there was always a mother's tenderness in her eyes.

But now, her eyes were exceptionally bright and sparkling; the elder's gaze was gone, replaced by the look of someone gazing at a beloved
lover . I could almost feel that my mother's feelings were exactly the same as hers.

We sat there on the floor, holding hands, gazing at each other for a long, long time

…Do you really love me? My mother broke the silence first, no longer referring to herself as "Mom" but saying "I," which sounded to me like a lover's conversation. "

I...don't like...I love you." I didn't say "I love Mom" either, but instead used

"I love you" to express my romantic feelings for her.

Mom understood, but didn't speak, just silently watched me.

I couldn't help but lean closer, and Mom closed her eyes. I knew she was also moved.

I imitated what I saw in movies, slowly pressing my lips to Mom's.

Mom didn't pull away, and I finally kissed her lips, but I had never kissed before, only knowing to imitate her, pressing my lips against hers like a stamp.

A moment later, I noticed my mother open her lips and extend her tongue, pushing my lips open. I obediently let her take the initiative.

Once her tongue entered my mouth, it began to swirl and churn. It felt so beautiful and sweet.

I quickly learned to do the same, putting my tongue into her mouth and sucking on it.

Mother and son lay there on the floor, passionately kissing.

I can't describe the excitement I felt at that moment. I never dreamed that my relationship with my mother would change so drastically.

I tasted it for the first time, holding my mother tightly as we rolled around on the floor, kissing her lips and unwilling to leave. When she occasionally pulled away to catch her breath, I would kiss her again. I

kissed her incessantly, covering her entire face, her hair disheveled, strands of hair on her forehead and temples glistening with sweat against her flushed face. My mother was incredibly sexy.

My hands, still holding her, roamed over her body, caressing her body. Through her clothes, I felt her bra at the back. Suddenly, I wanted to touch her breasts, so I moved to the front and, without a word, grabbed them.

Ah… my mother suddenly reacted as if stung, forcefully pulling me away.

Mom… I sat on the floor, at a loss.

…Mom also sat there, head bowed, silent.

Mom…you…

"Child...I'm sorry...I...We can't do this...I..."

Mom said, getting up and straightening her clothes before quickly going into the room.

I stood there, stunned, not knowing what to do.

A long time passed, and Mom didn't come out of the room. A little worried, I went in to check on her. I saw Mom sitting on the edge of the bed, her head bowed. "

Mom...

Xiaoming...we...shouldn't do this...

Mom...but...I love you...

we can't...we...we're mother and son, we can't

...but...but...I..." Seeing Mom's attitude change completely, I panicked.

"Sigh! Child, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault...I made you...

no, Mom...you're so good, you're really good, it's my fault." "I know, I won't make things difficult for you, Mom, don't be sad. Okay?"

You're such a good child to me, it makes me so reluctant to let you go... If... if we weren't... that would be so much better.

Mom... you mean, if I weren't your child, you would accept me... right?

But... we are... sigh!

Mom, I'm content just hearing you say that, I still love you very much, that's enough.

I really feel so happy, really, Mom... thank you, I won't make things difficult for you, don't be sad, otherwise it will break my heart.

Waaah... my good son. Mom hugged me and cried again after hearing that.

Mom... then... would you still be willing to sleep with me?

Of course, Mom has already promised you, how could I back out?

That's good, I'm happy as long as I can sleep next to Mom every day.

Yes, Mom too.

Then... Mom, I want you to promise me one thing.

"What's wrong?" "

From now on, if I accidentally hug you while we're sleeping, you can't be angry, okay?"

"No, as long as... as long as you don't... oh... you know..." Mom won't say anymore... Mom blushed again thinking about this.

Suddenly, I felt I still had a chance, so I wasn't anxious anymore, and instead felt very comfortable.

We talked for a long time, mother and son, and all our grudges were gone.

Before we knew it, it was late. "

Mom, it's getting late. Go take a shower first, and then we'll sleep together."

"Okay..." Mom's face inexplicably turned red when she heard we'd sleep together.

Speaking of which, Mom was also conflicted; she kept saying we couldn't do that, but it seemed like subconsciously she was tempting me.

Later, Mom went into the bathroom to shower.

A moment later, I seemed to hear my mother talking in the bathroom, but I couldn't make it out clearly. So I went to the bathroom door and put my ear close.

"...If you can hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you can't hear me...never mind...Mom's saying this one last time...child...Mom wants to
shower ..." my mother whispered. "...If you can hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you can't hear me...never mind..."

I heard my mother speaking in her usual tone in the bathroom. Although there was the sound of water, I could still hear her clearly, and I couldn't help but feel excited again.

I waited a while longer, and my mother stopped talking, but I heard a heavy sigh: "Alas...it seems...heaven isn't on your side, it won't let you hear it."

Without further hesitation, I pushed open the bathroom door and saw my mother sitting beside the bathtub, still dressed. "

Are you...something wrong?" my mother asked, her voice a mix of surprise and delight. "

Mom...I heard you. I've come to bathe with you."

"You little rascal...you could hear me even when I was being so quiet!" my mother said playfully.

"...

Child, I remember the last time we bathed together, you only reached my waist! In the blink of an eye, you're a head taller than me now. You've really grown up."
My mother stood up and said. "

Mom, you always helped me bathe before. How about I help you bathe today?"

"Oh...okay!" "Then...you...
Mom, I'll help you...take off your clothes." I was incredibly excited.

"...This...Mom hesitated a little.

Then you take it off yourself!

Okay! You help me take it off!" Mom said, turning around and raising her hand.

I lifted her red sweatshirt from behind, revealing her fair skin inch by inch. From behind, I could see she was wearing a matching red bra.

Then I reached to pull down her pants, but as soon as I pulled them down a little, Mom's hand pressed down on me, preventing me from taking them off completely. "

Mom, are you going to take a shower like this?"

I...

I thought Mom was just instinctively refusing out of shyness, so I continued to pull down her pants. Mom was wearing matching red silk panties, quite sexy
. At this point, my penis was already erect under my shorts.

I then unhooked my mother's bra. As the bra slid down, my mother quickly covered her breasts with both hands.

My mother silently lowered her head without turning around. I continued to take off my mother's red panties. As my hands pulled on the elastic bands, my mother lowered one hand and grabbed mine
. "

Wait...wait a minute...

Mom! What's wrong?

I...Mom isn't ready yet...wait...wait a minute, okay?

Mom, what are you ready for? What's wrong with you today?" I sensed my mother's conflicted feelings. "

I...I don't know either...

Mom, just relax."

I continued pulling down my mother's panties, and her hands loosened their grip.

I quickly removed them, but just seeing her fair, round buttocks made me incredibly aroused.

I placed my hands on her shoulders, trying to turn her around to face me. My

mother gently pulled me along, and we were now standing face to face. But she covered her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other.
...I stared at my mother without saying a word.

"What... is wrong...

Mom? I want to see how you're going to wash yourself like this?" I teased her. "You...

are so mean... bullying your mother... You... turn around!"

"Okay!" So I took off my clothes too. Seeing my mother's embarrassed and flustered look, I couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so I turned around and took off all my clothes.

But my biggest problem was my erect penis, with its bulging veins, and I didn't know where to hide it. Now it was my turn to turn around with my back to my mother, too embarrassed to do so. "

Xiaoming, sit down first, let Mom scrub your back!"

"Okay, maybe it will go down in a while," I thought, grabbing a small stool and sitting down. My mother bent down and applied shower gel to me, starting to bathe me.

As she washed me, I could feel my mother's nipples occasionally pressing against my back, which felt quite stimulating.

But I couldn't just keep washing your back. After that, I said, "Mom, it's my turn to wash you." I turned around while still sitting.

Mom stopped dodging. I faced her directly, my face right up to her lower abdomen. Her thick pubic hair was finally revealed to me again; it formed an
inverted triangle, quite beautiful.

Okay! Mom turned around.

I stood up and applied shower gel to her back and buttocks. As my hands roamed over her back and buttocks, her body trembled slightly.

But the feeling of touching her soft skin was wonderful. I touched her, moving from her buttocks to her thighs, then up her thighs, and finally down her waist to her lower
abdomen .

My mother was facing the bathroom mirror, so I could see her expression. I noticed that her eyes were closed, and she seemed quite ecstatic.

I could almost feel that she was filled with desire, just like me.

So I moved my hand up from her lower abdomen to her breasts. She still had her eyes closed. Seeing that she didn't object, I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my back against
hers , and grasped one breast in each hand, kneading them vigorously.

"Mmm…" my mother let out a soft, comfortable moan. Her hands rested on mine, following my kneading in circles. Encouraged, I rested my head on my mother's shoulder.

My erect penis was pressing against her buttocks, but she seemed to be enjoying the caresses of my hands, as if she didn't feel anything.

The scene was practically like two people about to make love, foreplaying.

I couldn't help but kiss my mother's neck.

"Mmm…mmm…" my mother's sounds grew louder, accepting my kiss.

As I kissed her, I turned her body around. Her eyes were half-open, and she looked completely absorbed in the moment. I kissed her lips and immediately slipped my tongue into
her mouth. Her arms wrapped around me, and we were locked in a passionate kiss.

Mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm...mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm...

we kissed passionately like that.

My hand finally reached her lower abdomen, then moved down to her pubic hair. I covered her vulva with my entire hand, enjoying the pleasure of her pubic hair rubbing against it.

A moment later, I pulled away from my mother's lips and quickly took her nipple into my mouth.

Ah... um... good... no... no... ah... good... oh...

I took advantage of the situation and pried open my mother's labia with my fingers.

Ah... no! My mother pushed me away forcefully as if she had been electrocuted.

Mom...

... I... we...

Mom, what's wrong?

Child... why are we... we can't... really can't... ah! You...

At this moment, my mother saw my penis, which was more than five inches long and as thick as an infant's wrist, and she was speechless.

I thought to myself, I can't let my mother think too much, so I pulled my mother's hand to hold my penis.

Ah... what are you doing? Mom gasped.

I pressed down hard on her hand, preventing her from pulling it away.

She struggled briefly, then her strength vanished. Seeing her now obediently holding my penis, I released her.

"Child...how could...it be so...big...last time..." Mom stared intently at it.

I knew she meant when she last saw it, it wasn't this big, referring to the time I secretly ejaculated on her labia. "

Mom...do you like it?" "

I...like it...ah...no..." Mom seemed confused. "

Mom...we...have to have an ending, don't we? This isn't working."

I...sigh...Mom sighed.

"

My child, to be honest, you've noticed, I'm conflicted. I love you so much, sometimes I don't even treat you like my son, but...sigh...I really don't
know what to do. Mom...I can't...I can't do this with you...it's wrong..."

As she spoke, her hand unconsciously stroked my penis. "

Mom, it's just the two of us at home. If we don't tell anyone, who will know? Don't you think so too?" I remembered what Mom said at dinner.

"But...Mom seems a little tempted."

"Mom, I don't know anything about this. Can you teach me?"

"This...my child, don't pressure me. Let me think about it, okay?"

Mom released my penis and walked naked out of the bathroom.

I followed her out of the bathroom, and Mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

I stood in front of Mom, my penis still erect.

"You...you should put your clothes on, you'll catch a cold."

"Mom, you should too.

" "Child, can you give me some peace and quiet?" "Be good, okay?" "I'll answer you later."

"Get me my underwear." Mom said gently.

I went to my mother's room, opened her closet, and among the dazzling array of underwear, I found the thong I had taken off her with last time—a pair that consisted of only three thin strings and a small piece of fabric
—and the see-through bra that was only half a cup. After thinking for a moment, I chose this set. "

Mom, put this on!" I handed the underwear to my mother. "

Ah…this…why did you take this…I…" my mother noticed after taking it. "

Mom, isn't it nice? I think it looks great! Otherwise, I'll take it to change."

"No…no need, Mom, go change yourself!" my mother said, going into her room.

It was almost midnight by then. Seeing that my mother hadn't come out for a long time, I went into the room to check on her.

Mom… Mom had already put on her underwear; she hadn't changed, still wearing the one I'd chosen, and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Child… come here…

Mom… I was still naked, my penis still hard.

Mom told you, Mom has thought it through, you're right, this can't go on like this, it has to end… But, besides, we're still mother and son, you
're the one I carried for ten months and gave birth to, we can't commit incest.

Then… Mom…

listen to me, Mom really loves you. I've said it before, sometimes I really wish you weren't my son, then Mom wouldn't have any reservations, do you understand? It's not that Mom
doesn't want to be with you... it's just... Mom really can't do it. You have to understand Mom's difficulties...

Mom... don't think so much! Okay? I love you, I really love you so much, I want to... I'm so eager to say it.

Child... don't rush, Mom hasn't finished yet. To tell you the truth, Mom really wants to be with you... and be so intimate with you, so... Mom can only do this...

As Mom said this, she reached out and grasped my penis.

Mom looked at me, her hand beginning to gently stroke my penis.

Seeing Mom take the initiative, I felt incredibly excited, and my penis became even more erect.

My child, you're only fifteen, how can you be so...thick...it's almost too big for my hands to hold...In the future...I don't know which girl...which girl can stand you...

"Mom...can you take it?

You...you're so cheeky, teasing your mother again..." Mom's face flushed again.

"Mom...really...if we weren't mother and son...you really would...would you be willing to be with me...

you little devil...I don't have that kind of luck...besides...it's been fifteen years since I've...I didn't know..." "

Mom...try it...okay?" I leaned against Mom, one arm around her shoulder, and we sat side by side on the edge of the bed.

"No...Mom said no...it really can't be..." Mom buried her face in my chest.

"Mom...I smelled the fragrance of Mom's hair, and with Mom constantly stroking my penis, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated."

Waves of semen shot high into the air, and Mom pumped her semen even faster.

"Hehe...it's coming..." Mom chuckled playfully.

"Mom..." I hugged Mom tightly, kissing her cheek.

"Hmm...okay...is that okay?" "

But...Mom, what about you...

how am I?" "

I feel so good, but Mom can't feel it." "

It's okay! You...ah..."

I pushed Mom down onto the bed, rolled over, and pressed myself against her, reaching out to grasp her breasts and begin kneading them. "

Mom...let me make you feel good...

hmm...no...no need...ah...okay...gently..." Mom resisted for a moment, then gave up.

*Sizzle…sizzle…sizzle…sizzle…* I kneaded one of my mother's breasts with one hand through her bra, while sucking on the other with my mouth.

*Ah…ah…mmm…ah…child…good…mmm…* My mother was intoxicated, letting out sounds of pleasure.

I secretly unhooked her bra, letting her breasts bounce out, and she didn't object.

Then my hand slid down, reaching inside her panties, touching her pubic hair, slowly caressing it. My mother no longer struggled at all, letting me do as I pleased.

I simply unhooked her panties, letting her and I caress each other naked.

My mother and I embraced and caressed each other in the room, the room filled with my mother's comfortable moans.

Ah...child...no...it's dirty there...um...ah...

I had already kissed down my mother's pubic hair, ignoring her words.

I spread my mother's thighs, and my mother no longer resisted, opening her legs wider.

I finally saw the entire view of my mother's vulva, and excitedly, I immediately used my tongue to explore my mother's vagina.

Ah...sizzle...sizzle...um...sizzle...I used my tongue to part my mother's labia and began to suck haphazardly.

My penis hadn't gone soft, so I simply imitated the caressing position from the videotape, turning my body 180 degrees and straddling my mother, placing my penis next to her face, and then continuing to lick her vulva. "

Mmm...child...my child...ah...you...ah...I don't care anymore...mmm...sizzle..." Looking at my penis, my mother finally couldn't resist and took it into her mouth.

We, mother and son, then licked each other's genitals in the 69 position; it was truly wonderful. "

Mmm...mmm...mmm...sizzle...mmm..."

The feeling of my penis being enveloped by my mother's mouth made me feel like I was floating on air, and hearing the lewd moans coming from her mouth was pure bliss.

My mother kept licking my glans with her tongue, the tingling and numb sensation almost making me ejaculate again. I wasn't idle either, constantly flipping her labia in and out with my tongue, making her moan and groan incessantly.

"Ah...faster...faster...Mom can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah..."

Finally, my mother ejaculated before me, a thick stream of white fluid gushing from her vagina, covering my mouth.

"Huff...huff...huff..." My mother released my penis, panting heavily.

"Hehe...Mom, was it good?"

"Huff...you little devil, you're so naughty, you've really messed with Mom!" A satisfied smile graced my mother's face.

I wiped the saliva from my mouth and pounced on her, showering her with kisses. She held me tightly, and we rolled around on the bed like a long-separated couple reunited.

I don't know how much time passed before we finally rested, mother and son embracing each other.

"Mom…I love you."

"Child…Mom loves you too.

" "What kind of love?"

"Yes…I…I don't see you as Mom's son anymore…

then what am I?"

"As…Oh! You're teasing me again, you're so mean." At this moment, my mother truly considered me her lover, her words filled with affection and shyness. "

I want you to say it! What am I?

We're like this now, of course I'm as you…as your…husband!

Really?" …Mom…

you still call me Mom?

Then…what should I call you?

Call me…call me Xiao Jie.

Xiao…Xiao Jie…I'm more used to calling you Mom.

Whatever you want! Anyway…I can't act like Mom right now, it won't feel so weird.
Mom…it's already 2 a.m., it's my birthday.

Hmm! Happy birthday…honey. Mom kissed my lips.

Wow! I'm so happy, Mom, thank you, you're so good, I love you to death.

Is that all? Mom rested her face against my chest and said gently.

"Well...

it's your birthday today. Mom has just figured it out. Whatever you want, Mom will give it to you..." I looked down at my mother, my ears turning red. "

Really...Mom...I want...I want you..." I was so excited I couldn't speak. "

What do you want from me?"

"I want Mom...with me...with me..." I still couldn't say it.

"To make love with you...right...you lecherous little devil...no..." Mom pouted, pretending to be cheeky. "

No...Mom can't back out."

"Hehe...what's the rush...you little devil..." Mom said, getting out of bed.

"Honey...come here for a second..." Mom called me from the kitchen.

A moment later, Mom, still naked, took a ten-inch cake from the kitchen, placed it on the living room table, checked the curtains, and locked the front door again.

She turned off the lights. Mom lit the candles on the cake.

I quickly turned off the main light. "

Come on… Happy birthday… Happy birthday…" Mom started singing the birthday song.

"Tsk… Happy birthday to my husband… Make a wish!"

Mom kissed me after singing.

"Hmm… I wish…" I closed my eyes and made a wish in my heart. "

What did you wish for?" Mom asked. "

I can't say, it won't come true if I do. I'll tell you later." "Then… Mom, what about again?" "

Another time… and I'll… give you a present!" My mother's shy expression reignited my desire.

Without saying a word, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately.

Mmm...mmm...smack...My mother obediently held me tighter, responding with her tongue.

After a while, we rolled from the sofa to the floor, still passionately kissing.

My mother reached down to my groin, stroking my pubic hair before grasping my penis and stroking it.

My hand also slipped inside her, inserting my fingers and thrusting them in and out. "

Oh... um... good... um... good husband... Xiao Jie... tonight is yours...

um... dear mother... dear wife... Xiao Jie... I want you...

um... good... Xiao Jie will give it to you... but... your penis is so thick... Xiao Jie hasn't... been penetrated in fifteen years... I'm scared...

Mom... I don't know... you have to teach me...

" My mother's vaginal fluids were already sticky all over my hand. "

Okay... Mom will teach you... come..." My mother said, lying down on her back, gesturing for me to press down on her.

"Mom..." I immediately pressed down on top of my mother.

Hmm… Mom immediately opened her legs, clamped my waist between them, and raised her buttocks.

I didn't know how to insert it, so I just randomly thrust against Mom's lower body. "

Don't rush, come on… Mom will guide you… ah…" Mom said, reaching down to grasp my penis from below and guiding it towards her vulva.

I could feel my penis gradually being gripped by a layer of warm flesh. "

Ah… Mom is so scared… yours is too thick… ah… it's okay… child… slowly insert it…" Mom had already guided my penis to the entrance. "

Mom… I'm going in…" I thrust hard. "

Ah… it hurts… slow… take it slow…" Mom frowned in pain. "

Mom… I'm sorry, I hurt you." I stopped immediately.

"Child... Mommy's vagina is too narrow to fit your thick penis. You have to push it in slowly." "Come on... again..."

I slowly inserted it inch by inch into Mommy's vagina again. "

Ah... ah... um... so thick... so full... ah... Mommy's vagina... is completely full... ah... good..."

At this point, I had only inserted halfway. Seeing how comfortable Mommy looked, I decided to go all in and forcefully pushed the remaining half in.

"Ah... good... such a cruel son... bullying Mommy... you're so bad...

" I was finally completely united with Mommy. My dream of many years had come true. I had finally had sex with Mommy. At this moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world.

"Quick...good husband...dear son...quick...thrust...that's...that feels better...

Mom, didn't you stop treating me like your son? And you still call me your dear son?" I didn't forget to tease my mother a little.

Never mind...you're my good son and my good husband, incest is incest, I like it...Xiao Jie likes it...quick...fuck me...fuck your dear mother..."

Listening to my mother's lewd confession, I couldn't hold back any longer and started thrusting wildly.

Ah…ah…son…the way you’re doing this…ah…Mom’s going to be fucked to death…ah…it’s so beautiful…fuck me…fuck Mom hard…Mom feels so good…ah…Mom’s about to ascend to heaven…ah…no…Mom can’t hold back…ah…Mom, who hasn’t had sex in years, came in just a few thrusts.

Mom…why so fast?

Hmm…it’s because you…are so bad…who does this…who can stand it…

Mom…does it feel good?

You’re so bad…but…Mom feels so good…good son, you’re so great…Mom hugged me and kissed me again.

My penis was still fully inserted into Mom’s vagina. I looked down at the scene, it was so exciting.

Mom, look… I want Mom to look down at her pussy too.

Hmm… my dear son’s cock… so thick… it fills Mom’s pussy completely… Visual stimulation seems to be a kind of fun too. Mom reaches out to stroke our intertwined pubic hair, which has now merged into one.

Ah… don’t move… your cock is so long… it’s already inside Mom, it’s very sensitive there, hee… by the way… son… you came out from inside!

Mom, of course I know, I’m so happy, Mom… you really don’t regret it?

Sigh! Mom struggled for so long, it’s all your fault! You’re the one teasing Mom, you don’t know how hard Mom has been these past few months.

Forget it, incest is incest, as long as we don't talk about it, right?

Besides... Mom thinks it's so strange, even when I was with your father... I wasn't this happy. He only had half of what you have now. The other day when I saw you... it really scared me...

Mom, please don't mention Dad, okay? I'm your husband now!

Don't be jealous. I was only sixteen when I married your father, I didn't know anything, I got pregnant with you without really thinking, and he went to jail a few days later. To be honest, after all this time, I haven't had any feelings for him anymore. Okay! Don't mention it, child...

what else does Mom want...?

Ugh! I'm not coming anymore! Playing dumb.

Mom, I want to hear it, please tell me!

"You're so naughty, Mom wants... wants her son's big cock, to fuck me...

I can't hold back anymore, and I immediately start thrusting again.

Ah... yes... that's it... good son... you learn so fast... ah... fuck Mom to death... um... so good...
Mom... I feel so good, Mom's pussy is so tight...

good... Mom feels good too... um... it's really so exciting... Mom loves you... Mom likes you fucking me... Mom likes her son's cock... likes you fucking Mom... Mom's pussy... will be yours from now on... ah... oh my god... so beautiful... ah... you're hitting my... Mom screamed wildly."

A puddle of Mom's vaginal fluid had already formed on the floor. We rolled around on the floor, our bodies soaked, indistinguishable between sweat and vaginal fluid.

Mom... I want... I'm going to come... I finally couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to ejaculate.

Okay... shoot it in, shoot it into Mom's pussy...

But... what if Mom is pregnant? I held back.

It's okay... Mom's safe period today... Ah... It's so hot... I ejaculated before Mom could finish speaking.
That night, mother and son were passionately having sex in the living room. Unconsciously, the morning sunlight was already shining through the gaps in the curtains; it was dawn.

Mom... it's dawn... My penis was still fucking Mom.

Hmm… It’s a holiday today… Ah… Mom doesn’t care… Mom wants you… Mom greedily wiggled her buttocks.

And so, we moved from the living room to the bedroom. My penis had been soaking inside Mom’s vagina all night. Before we knew it, we were both exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I looked at my watch; it was already 2 PM. Mom was sleeping soundly beside me, a satisfied smile on her lips. “

Mom, it’s getting late.” I woke her up.

Hmm… Mom opened her sleepy eyes.

“Good afternoon… my dear wife.” I kissed Mom.

“Good afternoon, son and husband!”

I was initially a little worried that Mom might regret it after waking up, but seeing her innocent, carefree, and affectionate expression, I was completely relieved. "

Mom... I'll go get something to eat, you rest a bit more.

" "Mom's done, ah..." Mom said, sitting up. "

Mom, what's wrong?"

"Ah... it's all your fault, being so crazy! It feels like my skin is raw inside, it hurts so much...

how could this happen?"

"Mom hasn't had sex in so long, and besides, yours is so thick, the friction inside has been too much, Mom can't take it..."

"Well... Mom, you should rest! I'll get you something to eat."

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Mom really hurt herself by what I did. She was limping all day and didn't dare leave the house.

That night, I went to the pharmacy and bought some ointment for her.

Oh no! I couldn't reach it, so Mom spread her legs and tried to apply the ointment inside her vulva with her fingers.

What... what should I do?

This... I don't know... Mom frowned in pain again.

"Mom... I'm sorry, it's all my fault." "

Silly boy, Mom doesn't blame you. Mom likes it. After Mom... gets used to your... things inside, it won't break anymore." "Okay!" The one who tied the knot must untie it; you help Mom apply the medicine.

But… my fingers probably can't reach inside.

Duh! You didn't understand Mom's words. You used whatever you hurt Mom to apply it. It's amazing Mom thought of that.

Hearing Mom say that, I understood, so I took off my pants and smeared the ointment all over my penis.

Mom… it's coming, bear with it! Mom lay on the bed, her legs wide open, revealing her bright red vulva.

Using the lubrication of the ointment, I slipped it into Mom's vagina.

Hmm… ah… there… it hurts… right there… yes…

Mom… I'm pulling it out now.

Wait…wait a minute…move a little, spread it more evenly…um…I saw Mom’s expression, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

So I gently thrust in and out, and suddenly, the ointment mixed with Mom’s vaginal fluid flowed out from beside her vagina.

Mom…you’re so wet…the medicine is leaking out…

you little devil…you’re teasing Mom…ah…um…um…you…you’re so bad…you’re making Mom feel so good again…

Mom, is it pain or pleasure? I continued to gently thrust in and out.

Mmm…it hurts…it feels good…ah…I don’t care…keep going…ah…I’ll let you fuck me to death…ah…okay…child…faster…my pussy is so itchy…ah…I…good son…good husband…my big-cocked son…

Mom…good wife…my little Jie…son loves you…

Mom has forgotten the pain, only enjoying the pleasure of incest.

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From that day on, my son and I almost always enjoyed the pleasure of sex, forgetting my father whom I had never met.

Two months later, we received a notice from the prison that my father was about to be released after serving his sentence.

After learning this, I spent my days almost without eating or drinking.

"Mom, let's move, okay?"

This…child, I've thought about it too, but…running away isn't the solution. Where can we move to? What if they find us? Your father used to be involved in organized crime; if we move, the consequences will be severe.

But…Mom…

child, I know how you feel. Although he's your father, to you he's like a stranger. I know you'll be jealous. But…we have this peaceful life today thanks to your father's sacrifices. I have the means to raise you and the capital to start my business. We…can't go too far.

Mom…I have no more reasons to say.

Finally, the day of Father's release arrived.

The night before, after dinner…

"My child, Mommy wants to spend quality time with you today, to make love to you properly. From tomorrow onwards... from tomorrow onwards, you have to treat me like any other mother." Mommy said, hugging me tightly. "

Mom... I... I really don't want to accept this, but the situation is like this, I can't refuse." "

Come on! Don't think about anything else, we'll make love properly tonight, be a good godmother. No matter what, Mommy only has you as my husband."

Mommy took off her clothes at the dining table, leaving only her bra and panties.

"Mom... I really love you so much... my lover... my good wife... Xiaojie..."

I also took off my clothes, and Mommy and I leaned against the dining table, embracing and kissing.

A moment later, I picked up my mother and sat her on the dining table. I spread her legs and, through her sexy lace panties, kissed her vulva.

"Mmm...good...ah..." My mother tilted her head back in pleasure.

Slowly, I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, pulled down her panties, and pressed my penis against her vagina.

With a soft "whoosh," my penis easily slid into her already wet vagina. "

Ah...good...fuck me...fuck Mom...so good...so amazing..."

Soon, my mother's juices had soaked the dining table, causing me to slip and slide around as I thrust.

I simply lifted my mother up and carried her, her legs wrapped around my buttocks, clinging to me like a monkey. I walked around the living room with her like that, thrusting into her vagina.

Ah…so beautiful…good son…you're so good at it…fuck Mom like this…it feels so good…ah…it's hitting the spot…mmm…dear son…Xiao Jie…my heart is yours…ah…fuck me…my big-cocked son…fuck Mom to death…Mom can't bear to part with you…Mom loves you so much…ah…fuck me…fuck me…mmm…oh…oh…oh…God…my good boy Son…Mommy will marry you…Mommy agrees to marry you…Mommy will have your child…Shoot…Shoot into Mommy’s pussy…Make Mommy pregnant…Ah…My pussy is so beautiful…

That night, my son and I kept changing positions and having sex until dawn before reluctantly going to bed. We didn’t sleep because we had to pick up Father at eight in the morning.

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My mood was extremely bad. I even started to hate my father because he was about to take away my beloved mother. The thought of them sleeping in the same bed and the scene of them making love made my heart feel like it was being cut by a knife.

My mother understood my feelings and kept comforting me, repeatedly telling me that I was her only husband. Although this still couldn't calm me down, I didn't want to put her in a difficult position, so I reluctantly went with her to pick up my father.

I finally saw him. My father wasn't as fierce as I had imagined; perhaps it was just my preconceived notion! In fact, he looked a bit eccentric.

My mother drove us home. My father didn't seem to talk much, just asking me questions like a normal person, such as what school I went to and how my grades were.

The long separation seemed to have made him and my mother strangers; they didn't talk much. Even so, I felt extremely unbalanced because I believed that the first thing a man who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would want to do upon returning home was…

I didn't want to think about it anymore; the more I thought, the more painful it became. I had a feeling I was about to be cuckolded. In my thought process, my father had become the biggest obstacle to our love.

Dinner was quite lavish to prepare for my father's return, but I had no appetite. At the table, my mother kept gesturing with her feet, and I barely managed to suppress my unpleasant expression. Finally,

the long dinner was over. My mother prepared my father's new clothes and asked him to wash up. As soon as I saw my father go into the bathroom, I hugged my mother at the dining table, expressing my long-suppressed feelings.

"Child...don't do this...let me go, be good...listen to me, not here..."

My mother pulled me by the hand and led me into the kitchen.

"Mom…" As soon as I entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but hug her tightly from behind.

"Sigh…child…Mom is also feeling bad. Don't be sad, I understand your pain, sweetie…don't make Mom feel even worse, okay?" Mom held my hand helplessly. "

Mom…then promise me, don't…

this…child, what can I say?" "We are husband and wife after all, I can't refuse. I just hope you understand that at any time, Mom only has you in her heart. No matter what, Mom will only see him as you. You have to understand Mom's difficulties, okay? Don't make things difficult for Mom anymore."

Mom said, her eyes glistening with tears.

Mom...don't be sad, I just won't make things difficult for you. I hate to see my mother like this. We kissed in the kitchen for a long time before reluctantly parting.
That night, my mother and father chatted for a long time in the living room. My mother doubled the living expenses that my father had received when he replaced his gang brother in prison to his father, so that he could use it himself.

But I don’t know why, I always feel that this father really doesn’t look like he has been in a gang at all. Not only does he not have a ferocious expression, but he also speaks softly and softly. No matter what my mother says, he always agrees. He is not like a husband, but more like her brother.

I thought to myself, maybe he was so arrogant that people would choose him as a scapegoat!

Finally, it was late at night, and I reluctantly moved to the next room.

Although I told my mother I wouldn't make things difficult for her, I couldn't help but glance at her uncomfortably before going in. My mother gave me a knowing, helpless look.

Soon after, they also went into their room. I kept pretending to get water and walk around to check on them. I noticed that my mother hadn't closed her door. I knew she was doing it on purpose to reassure me.

But I still kept getting up to check every now and then. Around two o'clock, my mother's door was still open, so I peeked in.

I saw that they were already asleep. I finally felt a sense of unease. I figured Mom must be exhausted from not sleeping for a day and a night, which is why she refused Dad. I couldn't believe someone who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would be so honest.

I was tired too, and I waited until almost four o'clock to make sure they were really asleep before going to my room.

I slept for three hours before waking up. Mom was up too, but Dad was still asleep.

"Mom... good morning!" I said, warmly hugging Mom in the kitchen. "

Little devil, you've been watching Mom all night, did you notice anything?" Mom flicked my nose. "

Mom... he... didn't look for you...

didn't you see that? Why are you asking!

Why... why?

How should I know?" He's always been strange. To be honest, Mom didn't really understand him before, and now he's like a stranger to me. I know even less about him.

Mom… well… why don't you find an opportunity to talk to him and see… if you can… divorce him…

Mom has thought about it, but it's too early to say now. Mom will observe for a while first!

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And so, a month passed. Every morning, the first thing Mom did was come to me to report that yesterday had passed peacefully again. This was really unbelievable, and Mom couldn't understand it either.

His daily life was very monotonous. He would occasionally go out shopping, or stay at home all day watching TV. I never heard him talk about his plans.

Until one day, he said a friend of his was getting out of prison and he was going to pick him up, and he didn't return until the middle of the night.

This wouldn't have been a big deal; it's normal for someone released from prison to meet up with friends. But from that day on, he was rarely home. He always said he was going to talk to that friend about a business partnership, leaving early and returning late almost every day. He would even call home frequently, saying he was going to the south for a few days and wouldn't be back for several days.

This change in him was exactly what my son and I wanted. The day he first said he wouldn't be coming home that night, my mother and I were both incredibly excited and nervous.

After midnight, when we were certain my father really wasn't coming home, my son and I eagerly locked the door twice and began our sexual reunion after a month-long hiatus.

My mother and I were like a couple long deprived of each other, like two wild beasts in heat. We quickly stripped off our clothes in the bathroom. My mother greedily sucked on my penis and kissed my entire body. "

Good son, hurry! Hurry up and fuck your mother, I'm about to burst!" My mother held onto the bathtub with both hands, raised her buttocks, and demanded that I quickly penetrate her vagina. "

Mom... me too... tonight, I want to make love to you properly, fuck you properly..."

I lifted my penis and pressed it against my mother's labia.

"Mmm... good... put it in... ah... it's in... mmm... good... it's been so long... big cock..."

I reached forward and grabbed my mother's breasts, rubbing them hard, while thrusting wildly from below.

Oh…oh…it’s so beautiful…good husband…fuck Xiaojie to death…ah…wow…ah…it’s so good…fuck me…fuck your little slut…fuck your mother…mother is being fucked to death…ah, so good…my pussy is beautiful…so beautiful…big cock son…you’re so good at fucking…mother…mother

…I’m about to come…quick…After a storm of passion, I was about to cum too.

Ah…wait…no…I can’t ejaculate inside…

I suddenly remembered that my father hadn’t had sex with my mother for a month since he came back. If I got my mother pregnant, it would be very difficult to deal with. So I quickly pulled my penis out.

"Mom...quick...

" Mom immediately turned around and took my penis into her mouth. I released my semen and it all went into her mouth. "

Mmm...darling...you're so good...you've fucked me to death." Mom said, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, my mother and I were already in my room, naked and embracing each other. "

Xiao Jie, I...I love your mom, your pussy is so beautiful."

"Hehe...it's quite fun. Sometimes I think, I gave birth to you here, and then raised you to this age, it seems like I was destined...to be fucked back by you." "

Mom, you're so slutty!"

"Child, don't you like your mom to be a little slutty?" "The way I am now, I can only let loose in front of you."

Mom, I like it. Will my pussy still hurt?

No, I guess I'm used to your… cock… Honestly… son… you're so amazing. Every time you fuck me, I feel like I'm dying of pleasure. Since having sex with you, I've finally experienced the joy of being a woman. It's so beautiful, so joyful. If I had known, I would have given myself to you the day you played with my pussy.

Mom, it's not too late now! I also only realized how pleasurable sex is after having sex with my mom, especially penetrating my own mother's pussy. It's so exciting and stimulating.

Yes! Mom thinks so too. I was just overthinking things before. I never imagined having sex with my son would be so exciting and pleasurable, like being in heaven. Anyway, my dear husband, Mom's little hole will always belong to you. Mom can give it to you anytime, so you have to cherish it!

Mom, I'm going to have you for life! *kiss*

By the way, what did you wish for on your birthday last time? You can tell Mom now!

Mom, you know, guess... guess three times.

Hmm... no need to guess, you must have wished for Mom... to give it to you every day... right? You little pervert.

Half right isn't enough.

Then... you... oh dear! I can't guess anymore, just tell me!

I hope to marry Mom and have a bunch of kids with Mom.

Hehe…you little devil, you're so greedy. But…sigh! This won't do. Our relationship can't be public, and even if it could, the law wouldn't allow it.

Mom, I believe this wish can come true one day, at least…in our hearts, we're already married. It doesn't have to be public

. Hmm…you're right, but Mom really wants you to become my real husband one day, so Mom can walk down the aisle with you, wearing a white wedding dress…sigh! When Mom got married, let alone a dress, it was all done secretly, we didn't even invite any guests.

Mom, I believe we can do it one day. I kissed my mother and said.

Sigh! Is it possible? …Ah…unless…Mom seemed to have thought of a way

unless what?

Hmm…we'll talk about it later! And… Mom's afraid that one day you'll get tired of Mom's body, think Mom's too old, and want to find younger girls, then you won't want Mom anymore. So it's too early to say all this now.

Mom, I love you, I swear, I will only love Mom for the rest of my life, and I will absolutely stay with Mom forever. I hurriedly made this vow.

Silly child, what vow? It's not that Mom doesn't believe you, Mom just doesn't want to hold you back.

Mom! I only want you, I only want to be with Mom, there's no such thing as holding me back.

Sigh! Silly child… *smack*… Mom said, kissing me.

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After that, whenever my father was away, my mother and I would seize any opportunity to have sex. We were completely immersed in the pleasure of incest and couldn't extricate ourselves.

Strangely enough, my mother and I were like two wild beasts; sometimes, just a glance between us could ignite a raging fire of desire.
Several times, when my mother couldn't hold back any longer, she would put two eye drops in my father's tea to put him to sleep, and then she would come over and sleep with me under the covers, making love to each other.

Several times, while my father was engrossed in watching TV in the living room, my mother would excuse herself to take a shower. I would climb into the bathroom through the back balcony window and enjoy intimate moments with her there. After our passionate encounter, I would slip out the window.

My mother and I discovered that the more challenging the circumstances, the more intense the pleasure.

In our incestuous relationship, we discovered the joy of adultery and breaking taboos.

Sometimes, we would even flirt with each other when my father turned his back.

On several occasions during meals, I would slip my hand under my mother's skirt and caress her genitals through her panties, right in front of my father. My mother seemed to enjoy this sensation.

One evening at dinner, as usual, I teased my mother, almost making her scream. I even deliberately dropped my chopsticks on the floor, then crawled under the table pretending to retrieve them, using that brief moment to kiss her vulva.

After dinner, my father watched TV in the living room while my mother and I cleaned up in the kitchen. My mother was already quite aroused by my teasing. "

You little devil, you've really messed with me! Look, it's all wet!" My mother lifted her skirt at the counter.

Her white lace panties were soaked.

"Hehe… Mom, what should we do?"

"I don't care, you're responsible.

" "Well… we can't just…

hehe… son, do you dare?" "Mom said provocatively.

What's there to be afraid of? If Mom isn't afraid, why should I be?

Then… what are we waiting for?" Mom turned around.

Seeing Mom like this, I decided to go for it too, so I lifted Mom's skirt and pulled down her panties.

Mom immediately bent over, sticking her buttocks up, revealing her wet vulva. I immediately pulled down the zipper, gripped my penis, and with a whoosh, inserted it into Mom's vagina.

Oh… um… um… Mom didn't dare make too much noise, just hummed softly.

My father was watching TV in the living room, just a few steps away, while my mother and I were having sex in the kitchen. This bold act only fueled our lust.

After about ten minutes, my father suddenly walked in. "

Do you have any beer?" he asked, leaning in.

At that moment, my penis was still inside my mother's vagina from behind. My father's sudden entrance startled us both, but my mother reacted quickly, standing up slightly and pretending to wash the dishes.

My lower body was pressed tightly against my mother's buttocks, her skirt just covering the area where we were touching. I pretended to stand on tiptoe and reach into the cabinet above the sink, pretending to take something. "It's

in the refrigerator, help yourself!" my mother replied to my father.

"Oh!" My father didn't seem to notice anything amiss and opened the refrigerator next to him.

I pretended to rummage through the cabinet, saying, "Mom, don't put the salad bar so high next time, I can barely reach it, how can you reach it?"

"Oh, it's okay, did you find it?" "A little further in!"

By this time, while my mother and I were chatting back and forth, my father had already found the beer and left the kitchen.

Hehe…Mom, you mean you want me to go in a little deeper, right?

Hehe…You're such a good son, you understand what I mean. Hurry up, your cock is about to slip out.

Thank goodness! Ah…Mom, your panties! At this moment, I noticed that Mom's panties were still hanging on her calves.

Mom looked down, and we laughed at each other.

I thrust into Mom's vagina again with great frenzy, and finally, in this daring affair, we both reached a pleasant climax.

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We never knew what kind of business our father and his fellow inmate had been doing together since his release from prison. Many mysteries surrounding him remained unsolved.

What I found most strange was that it had been a year since my father returned, and he hadn't slept with my mother.

While I was happy about this, it seemed illogical. My mother was just as puzzled as I was, but she dared not ask, fearing that if she did, he would start making demands.

And one day, the mystery was finally solved.

That day, my father called as usual, saying he was going to the south for a few days. My mother and I were naturally happy; we could once again freely enjoy the pleasures of motherhood.

The very next evening, my mother and I went shopping in the city center. Amidst the bustling crowds, we spotted my father by the building in front of the train station, seemingly
waiting . We wondered why he was back so early.

A moment later, a burly man approached my father. From a distance, we could see my father give a rare, eerie smile.

Then, without saying a word, the two walked one after the other towards the park near the station.

Unable to contain our curiosity, my mother and I secretly followed them.

We saw them enter the park and head towards a dimly lit area. My mother and I followed, and then we witnessed a startling scene.

After my father and the man went into the shadows, they actually sat down hand in hand under a tree. My mother and I were genuinely startled by their actions, but we pretended to be a couple, embracing and leaning closer. Then we saw something even more astonishing, and the truth came out.

We saw my father and that man kissing under the shady trees. It turned out… my father had become gay. My mother and I were truly terrified and quickly hid and left the scene.

After leaving the park, my mother and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Ha…ha…ha…

so that’s it…ha…Mom, it seems your charm couldn’t withstand that man, ha…

Oh my! This is disgusting, how did your father become…Oh my god! No wonder…

My mother and I finally learned the truth, and later learned the actual situation.

It turned out that a few days after my father went to prison, because he was young and thin, he was quickly sodomized and raped. From then on, he became the kept man of many powerful figures in the prison.

Over the course of fifteen years, he became a full-fledged homosexual and found a steady lover while in prison. His business partner ,

who was released a month later, was his lover. After learning the truth, my mother and I didn't confront her, but our sexual relationship grew increasingly bold and unrestrained. Nourished by love, my mother became more lively and mischievous, and her clothing at home became increasingly sexy and revealing. One day, after school, I saw my mother busy in the living room wearing a thin t-shirt that only reached her upper thighs, and with every movement, her panties would be vaguely visible. " You're home! Wash your face and eat." After Mom finished speaking, she bent over in front of me, sticking out her buttocks, and tidied the books and newspapers on the table. Her entire panty covering her buttocks was exposed, and I was instantly aroused by the sight before me. I boldly pulled out my penis and quickly pulled down her panties behind her, then pressed my penis against her. "Ah…wh…what are you doing?" "Doing it to Mom." "No…ambushing me…ah…" Mom moaned, placing her hands on the table and turning her head. I forcefully thrust my penis into Mom's vagina. "Ah...no...who does this...sneaking around...ah...um... Mom and I started doing it in the living room. But not long after I penetrated, the front door opened. I quickly picked Mom up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. It was Father coming home. Mom and I ignored him and continued our lewd acts in the bathroom. 'Heh...good son...so exciting...um...good... yes...good mother...you little slut... oh...oh...good...um...fuck me...' Mom's moans echoed in the bathroom. After a while, we were both satisfied, and I climbed out of the bathroom window onto the back balcony. ' What's wrong? I think I heard you talking just now.' Father asked after Mom came out of the bathroom." "No, I was singing." Mom chimed in. I slipped back to my bedroom from the back balcony, got dressed, and then casually came out to eat. Mom was increasingly enjoying this game that teetered on the edge of exposing our private affairs. Under the table, Mom kept teasing my lower body with her foot, making me eat only bits and pieces of food. " Xiaoming, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Mom asked, feigning seriousness. "Oh...no...a female mosquito keeps biting me." I said irritably. " A female mosquito? How do you know it's female?" " Because it feels so good when it bites me, it must be female. " I openly flirted with Mom at the dinner table. Father had no idea what I was talking about. While Dad was eating with his head down, Mom made a funny face at me. After finishing his meal, Dad went back to watching TV. "Xiaoming, come here, wipe your mouth." As soon as Dad turned around, Mom handed him a cloth. I took it and was about to wipe my mouth, but when I got to my lips, I realized it was Mom's panties. This… Mom stuck out her tongue, made another face, and then turned and walked briskly towards the kitchen like a butterfly. I seized the opportunity and slapped Mom's bottom. "Ouch!" Mom cried out dramatically. " What's wrong?" Dad turned around and asked. "Oh! Nothing, I got bitten by a male mosquito." My mother rolled her eyes at me. I turned my back to my father and made a face at her in return. My mother and I continued to reinvent our relationship. Several times, she didn't even need to give my father sleeping pills; she would openly propose to me in the living room after he fell asleep. My father could wake up at any moment in the bedroom, and we would boldly have sex naked on the living room sofa. It wasn't that we weren't afraid of being discovered, but ever since she knew my father's secret, my mother had become even less restrained. Even if they were found out, she could simply divorce him. The reason I haven't asked my father for a divorce yet is also because my mother has discovered that the secret of our incestuous relationship, combined with the thrill of the affair, is surprisingly pleasurable. My bond with my mother has become increasingly inseparable. This sexual relationship with my mother lasted for five years; I was twenty years old and had graduated from university. My mother, nourished by love, seemed to be getting younger and younger. We always held hands intimately when we went out, like a couple, and no one would notice unless someone pointed it out. Plus, I look a lot like my mother, and people often say we look like a married couple. And every time someone said that, my mother was overjoyed. Once, while we were shopping and passed a bridal shop, Mom's thoughts of getting married rekindled. She said, "Even though we can't be legally husband and wife, taking a few wedding photos shouldn't be a problem! As long as we spend some money, who's going to investigate our family background?" So we happily chose a nice photography and wedding dress company to take the photos. When Mom put on her makeup and wore her white bridal gown, she was even more stunning. " Mom, you're so beautiful," I whispered behind her. " Sigh! Wearing this, I really feel like your wife, it's a pity… I can't publicly wear it and have a wedding with you." " Mom, we don't need these mundane formalities, do we?" That's true, but every woman dreams of this day her whole life; you wouldn't understand a woman's feelings. " Mom…" I kissed her to comfort her. And so, the first step of our mother-son wedding was completed. I openly hung a huge wedding photo of us on my bedroom wall, simply covering it with a moderately sized celebrity poster. Ever since taking the wedding photos, Mom has still been thinking about the wedding itself. Later, my mother came up with a rather complicated plan. Through introductions, after filtering and screening, she found a Vietnamese woman whose birth date on her passport was the same as hers, and gave her a Chinese name, exactly the same as my mother's: Lin Jieyu. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ And that's how my wedding began.

After all the legal procedures were completed, my mother was overjoyed to see our names on the marriage certificate. My spouse's name was also filled in on my ID card.

At the wedding banquet, when the officiant asked, "

Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to live with him for the rest of your life?"

I was the only one who heard my mother whisper beside me, "

I do!"

I turned to look at my mother, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "

I do too, my dear wife. From this day forward, you are my wife."

Tears welled in my mother's eyes, and she whispered in my ear, " I

love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." And so, I married my mother. In our new house, my mother, wearing her wedding dress, and I completed our wedding night's sexual ceremony. The next day, my mother gave the Vietnamese bride a considerable sum of money, bought her a plane ticket home, and sent her back to Vietnam. The next step was for my mother to go home and confront my father, explaining that she had known about his homosexuality all along. His secret exposed, and his shame, led him to agree to a divorce. The divorce was finalized that very afternoon, and he took the money and flew off with his gay lover. After everything was completed, I hung my mother and my wedding photo on the wall of our new house. Although some of my mother's arrangements might have been legally questionable, things went surprisingly smoothly. My mother officially moved in with me and we began living as a married couple. She also made a point of greeting the neighbors and introducing her husband—me. A few days later, everyone knew we were husband and wife, and my mother and I could openly show our affection in public. That evening, my mother wore her wedding dress again, and after we kissed in the living room, I carried her to our new home. "Xiao Jie, how many children do you think we should have?" " Husband and son, I really want to have a lot of children with you, but I'm afraid that because we're so closely related, the children won't be healthy." " Hmm...that's true. Then let's not have children. Let's just stay together for life." "Okay? My dearest mother." "Hmm! Aren't you going to carry me inside?" "Mom wants you." My mother's concerns are valid. I don't want having children to disrupt my life with my mother. I carried my mother into the new room, placed her on the bed, took off her dress, her sexy bra, and her lace panties. I also stripped naked, raised my penis, parted my mother's labia, and inserted it into her overflowing vagina. Oh…good husband…good son…your cock is getting thicker and thicker…Mom loves your big cock to death…Mom loves to be fucked by you the most…fuck Mom to death…dear son…oh…so great…fuck your little cunt Mom…call me…call me Mom…call me Xiao Jie…big cock brother… Mom…Xiao Jie…little cunt Mom…do you like your son to fuck you…yes …Mom likes to be fucked by her own son…so beautiful…so good…Mom’s little cunt…only for her own son to fuck…oh…fuck me…fuck me…Mom is about to ascend to heaven…ah…long live…so great…oh… we, mother and son, shouted out our lewd words without any restraint in the new house, no longer afraid of being heard. Mom…I’m going to cum… Okay…Mom, I want to cum too…Ah… We both reached orgasm at the same time. Despite being told not to get pregnant, my mom and I were partying day and night, not paying much attention to insurance, and she still got pregnant. After discussing it, we decided to have an abortion because, like me, she didn’t want our world to be ruined. Later, we wanted to completely avoid all our relatives and friends who had ever known us. We moved to an even more distant place to continue our loving life as mother and son. The End. I am twenty-one years old this year, and last year, through my mother’s arrangement, I found my current bride. A month ago, my mother planned the wedding single-handedly. She even bought a house not far from home as our new home, and she chose all the decorations. To others, they would surely think my mother dotes on me and envy me for having such a wonderful mother. Actually, throughout the entire wedding arrangement, I felt as if my mother was marrying me off, and in reality, her feelings were exactly the same as mine. Not long ago, I officially got married. At the wedding banquet, the only people who truly felt happiness and joy were my mother and me. My right hand was holding my bride's hand, and my left arm was linked with my mother's. The only people truly embracing the sweet joy of newlywed life were my mother and me. My mother gave birth to me when she was sixteen, and she's only thirty-seven this year. Already mature and beautiful, she dressed up meticulously that day. Many people privately said that my mother was even more beautiful than the bride, and in my eyes, that's certainly true. When the officiant asked, " Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to live with him for the rest of your life? " I was the only one who heard my mother whisper beside me, " I do!" I turned to look at my mother, our eyes met, and my mother's eyes shone with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in my mother's ear, " I do too, my dear wife. From this day forward, you are my wife." My mother's eyes were filled with tears as she whispered in my ear, " I love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." We both struggled to suppress the urge to kiss each other. Many relatives and friends who came to the ceremony simply thought it was my mother giving her son some advice; everything seemed perfectly natural. Afterwards , I accompanied my bride into the dressing room to change her dress. My mother held my hand tightly the whole time and followed me in. In the less than a minute that my new wife went into the restroom and closed the door, my mother and I could no longer contain ourselves and passionately kissed each other. Only then did I truly kiss my bride. If it weren't for the sound of the toilet flushing, we really wouldn't have wanted to part. After a busy evening, and with all the guests gone, my bride and I returned to our new home accompanied by my mother. My mother had decorated the entire house; in fact, she decorated it with the mindset of being my wife. My mother brought the bride's white wedding dress into the new house and then told her to go take a shower first. She said she would tell her son to wait for her in the living room after her shower. My mother locked the door to the new house. Turning around, we both understood each other perfectly and immediately embraced and kissed. My mother sucked on my lips frantically, and I occasionally slipped my tongue into her mouth, savoring her love. I held my mother tightly, and with one hand, I unzipped the cheongsam from behind. My mother's pure white lace lingerie was immediately revealed. After the cheongsam was completely off, I saw that my mother was wearing a similarly pure white lace transparent thong and white suspender stockings. My good husband, my dear son, I'm so happy to finally marry you... no, I'm so happy! Husband... Mom, my good wife, you've worked so hard and suffered so much. No matter what others think, in my heart, you are my only wife. I love you, Mom, let's consummate our marriage quickly.

I couldn't wait to take off my mother's bra.

"Honey, wait a minute!" Mom picked up the white wedding dress she had personally chosen.

"Yes! Mom, wear this, that's how we officially get married."

Mom had long intended this, and it was something she had planned long ago—to wear her wedding dress on my wedding night and formally consummate our marriage, completing the final step of the ceremony.

A moment later, Mom was dressed in the white wedding dress, and I was completely mesmerized. The slender white dress fit her perfectly. "

Mom, this dress is practically made for you, you look so beautiful."

Silly boy! Mom originally chose it for herself. After putting it on, Mom suddenly exuded a bridal shyness, and I couldn't wait to kiss her again.

"Mmm...good husband...mmm...I want you...one night of passion..."

My mother's words reminded me. So I picked up my mother and gently placed her on the new bed. I lifted her white gauze dress and slowly pulled down her white gauze panties. When my mother's pubic hair was revealed, I couldn't help but kiss her vulva.

"Oh...good...good husband...mmm...Mom is so happy...hurry...fuck me...like usual...fuck your mother...your little Jie...mmm..."

I immediately took off my pants and pressed my already erect penis against my mother's already overflowing vulva. Since we didn't have much time, we didn't need much caressing or foreplay. Having waited all night for this moment, Mom was already overflowing with lustful fluids, so there was no need for any preparatory work.

"Quick...good husband...quickly put it in...put it in...and Mom will officially be your wife..."

I thrust my penis forward, and with a soft "squelch," Mom's lustful fluids flowed from both sides. Afraid of wetting the new bed, I pulled
down to cushion her buttocks.

Ah…so good…Xiao Jie is yours now…so beautiful…good son…Mom has been fucked by you for so many years…today…Mom is having the best time…ah…oh…
fuck me…fuck your wife well…your own mother…ah…it’s hitting the spot…you’re so naughty…it’s hitting the inside…oh…husband…my dear son…your cock
feels so good…fucks Xiao Jie…so good…ah…again…I’m not coming anymore…

Mom was afraid the noise would carry out of the room, so all the moaning sounds were kept as low as possible, as if whispering in my ear, which added a different kind of fun.

Within an hour, my mother and I made love passionately in our new house. It was so exciting and pleasurable that my mother climaxed four or five times, and I ejaculated twice inside her. Her vaginal fluids had soaked through her white wedding dress to the sheets.

When it was almost time, my mother and I changed back into our original clothes. Holding the bridal gown, now stained with her fluids, my mother kissed me again before opening the bedroom door to go to the living room to call her wife.

My wife, having just finished showering, was already exhausted and asleep on the sofa.

My mother took this opportunity to leave with the gown. Before leaving, my mother and I shared a passionate kiss at the door, and then she went home with a satisfied smile.

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To understand the story of our love, we must start from the beginning.

My mother's name is Lin Jieyu. At sixteen, she married a small-time gangster, who became my father. However, shortly after I was born, my father took the blame for the gang leader and was imprisoned for twenty years.

Therefore, I spent my childhood without a father, while my mother received a considerable sum of money from the gang leader to support us for those ten years.

Over those twenty years, my mother used this money to invest and luckily made a considerable amount. Later, during the peak of the stock market boom, she again made
a fortune in stocks with her keen eye. She then started her own company, and perhaps thanks in part to her youthful beauty, she was quite successful in the business world.

Of course, many big bosses had designs on her during this time. But my mother's consistent approach was to take me with her wherever she went. Firstly, she didn't trust anyone else to take care of me, and secondly, it would protect her from a lot of unnecessary harassment. It wasn't

until I reached elementary school age that she gradually withdrew from work and devoted herself entirely to staying home with me.

During those years, it was just my mother and me in the house. Because we were mother and son, my mother never hid anything from me, including changing clothes and taking a bath. From my infancy until I was fourteen, we often bathed and slept together.

In my mother's eyes, I was always a child, her only precious son, so she didn't think there was anything to hide.

People generally think that boys don't understand sex until puberty, but in fact, boys can have erections instinctively from the age of three, it's just that it's not very noticeable at such a young age. I noticed a change in my feelings for my mother starting in first grade. I began to pay attention to her body and her underwear, and I would get an erection every time we bathed together. My mother didn't seem to care; she just teased me playfully.

When we slept, I would often secretly lift her skirt from behind to peek at her panties. Sometimes I would pretend to be asleep and place my hand on her panties, stroking them intentionally or unintentionally, which always gave me great pleasure.

When I was nine, I started masturbating for the first time. I then discovered that my genitals were growing very rapidly; I didn't know if it was a result of long-term masturbation or if I was different from others. Normally, its size is similar to that of an average child, but when erect, it's more than ten times larger, completely disproportionate to my body.

I once measured it with a ruler; it was eleven centimeters long. However, perhaps because of my young age, its diameter was only about three centimeters, so it always felt very unbalanced. Because I was afraid my mother would see it, I started refusing to bathe with her that year, and she didn't seem to mind.

After I started refusing to bathe with her, whether she sensed I was growing up or for some other reason, she would close the bedroom door when changing clothes.

By the time I was fourteen and in the second year of junior high, I hadn't seen my mother's body for a long time.

One night before bed, she closed the door and changed into her pajamas as usual. After she finished changing and opened the door, her pajamas were completely open, the straps untied. When I saw what my mother was wearing underneath, I quickly became aroused. I

had never seen my mother dressed so provocatively before. Her narrow, semi-transparent bra only covered half of her breasts, and her panties were just a small piece of cloth covering her private parts, with a thick patch of black pubic hair peeking out from the edge of that small piece of cloth. Although I had watched my mother grow up from childhood, it wasn't until this time, when I was going through puberty, that I truly understood how to appreciate the beauty of my mother's body.

That night, I slept beside my mother, not dozing off. Once I heard her steady breathing, I eagerly continued pretending to sleep, turning over and placing my hand on her thigh. My mother slept on her side, and I lay behind her.

After nearly ten minutes, my hand slowly lifted my mother's robe to her waist. I saw that her buttocks were completely bare, with only a thin rope extending forward to cover her vulva. I was already painfully erect. I simply took off my pants, letting my penis breathe.

I carefully observed my mother's reaction, and without waking her, my hand grew bolder and bolder as I traced the thin rope downwards. The small piece of cloth couldn't cover my mother's vulva at all. From behind, her plump labia were faintly visible through her panties at the base of her thighs, and the pubic hair growing down to her buttocks offered no cover whatsoever.

I was almost touching the cleft when I suddenly realized that her panties were only tied with a bow. I slowly and gently untied the bow, and easily, I lifted my mother's panties up.

My mother's vulva was completely exposed before my eyes. Although I had bathed with my mother for so many years, I had usually only looked at the thick tuft of pubic hair in front of her. I had never really seen what my mother's vulva looked like. At this moment, I kept stroking my penis and staring at the cleft of my mother's vulva. Finally, I couldn't help but bring my face close and smell the special body fragrance emanating from my mother's vulva. My face was so close that I could lick my mother's labia with my tongue.

But I still didn't dare to be so bold, and just continued masturbating in a state of blissful ecstasy. However, I was probably too excited and couldn't reach orgasm for a long time. So, I became incredibly audacious and pressed my body completely against my mother's back, while holding my penis in my hand and pressing it against my mother's labia.

At that time, I didn't know what sexual intercourse was; it was just that my animal instinct told me to put my genitals into my mother's slit. The moment the tip of my penis touched my mother's labia, I reached orgasm. A stream of fresh semen shot out, landing right on my mother's vulva.

Just then, Mom, probably because my warm semen hit her most sensitive spot, suddenly jumped up from the bed as if she'd been bitten. I was terrified, closing my eyes and not daring to move. But damn it, I was still holding my penis, which was already fourteen centimeters long and four centimeters thick, in my hand, and it was still throbbing in my hand. A transparent thread of semen was still pulled out from the foreskin at the tip of my penis.

Mom sat up, and I lay on my side on the bed, squinting to peek at her reaction, but I didn't dare to look up. I only saw that after Mom sat up, the panties I had unfastened, which had been hanging on her legs, fell down and landed right in front of me.

Time seemed to stand still. Although my mother didn't say anything, I could feel her shock. She was even staring at the penis in my hand. I was filled with remorse for what I had done, terrified that she would look down on me and treat me like a bad person.

Through my slits, all I could see was my mother's legs, crossed, kneeling on the bed. The bed was completely still. After what seemed like an eternity, my mother reached down and picked up my panties from beside my cheek. I saw that her hands were covered in my semen. I thought to myself, "This is terrible. My mother has touched the semen on her labia."

After picking up her panties, my mother got up, got out of bed, and left the room. I wanted to put my pants on, but I was afraid that if my mother came in again and found out I'd been awake the whole time, she'd know. If I just stayed asleep, maybe she'd think I was dreaming and didn't mean to. I naively thought this, and then I actually drifted off to sleep.

When the sunlight streaming in through the window woke me, I jumped out of bed, as if I'd just had a nightmare. I noticed I was covered with a sheet, but my lower body was still naked. I thought, "Mom probably isn't angry with me, otherwise she wouldn't have covered me with the sheet." I quickly put on my pants and got out of bed to look for my mother.

Following the sound, I went to the kitchen and saw my mother with her back to me, seemingly preparing breakfast.

"Mom...good morning..." I said to my mother in a trembling voice, feeling guilty. "

Oh! You're up. Did you sleep well?" Mom turned around.

"Oh...okay..." I didn't dare look Mom in the eye.

"Go wash up first!" Mom turned her head away nonchalantly and continued with her work.

I thought to myself, thank goodness, Mom doesn't seem to remember what happened last night, or maybe my act was successful, and Mom just thinks I'm dreaming.

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But things weren't as simple as I thought.

Although she tried her best to appear natural during our conversation, it was obvious that she had begun to intentionally avoid me.

Starting the next day, she would simply close the door slightly when she changed clothes.

But what saddened me was that she would close the door completely, and I even heard a click as the door locked. I was devastated

. My mother was clearly avoiding me, even locking the door. What was she afraid of? I thought, of course she was afraid of me, afraid I would violate her again.

The pain I felt was being doubted by the person I loved, being avoided by my beloved mother. This blow made me feel like a deflated balloon, as if the world had collapsed.

This left me with a long, gloomy face all day. My mother spoke to me as usual, but my dejected look didn't elicit any questions from her. She clearly knew why and understood that asking would be pointless.

That night, although my mother slept in the same bed as me, she wasn't wearing her loose robe anymore, but rather neat and tidy casual clothes.

This added another layer of unease to my heart; I dared not touch my mother's body. The bed was large, and I almost moved myself to the edge, leaving a considerable distance between my mother and me. My mother had her back to me; I knew she wasn't asleep, but I wondered what she was thinking.

I thought to myself, "Mom really hates me." This was the first time I'd ever experienced heartbreak, and it was truly awful.

On the third day, I couldn't bear the torment any longer. That night, after Mom went into her room, I didn't follow her in or tell her anything. I went to sleep in another room by myself.

In the middle of the night, I knew Mom had come in to check on me, but she didn't call me and went out again. My other thought behind doing this was to use a self-inflicted hardship to gain Mom's attention and sympathy, to soften her heart and make her reluctant to let me go, but this method seemed completely ineffective.

So, I started sleeping in a separate room from Mom. Although Mom tried her best to act the same as before, things were different in reality. My conversations with my mother have become less and less frequent, and the bright smile on her face has gradually disappeared.

I'm filled with remorse. Why did things turn out this way? Several times I wanted to apologize to my mother and talk things out with her, but each time the words caught in my throat, and I lacked the courage to speak.

My mother seems to be just like me, always burdened with worries, her brow always furrowed.

So I started to avoid her. I often made excuses to come home late, saying I was going to a classmate's house or going to the movies with classmates.

But that didn't make me happy; instead, it made me increasingly unhappy. My mother also seemed to be getting more and more haggard, rarely dressing up anymore. It broke my heart to see her like this.

All of this is my fault; I can't blame my mother.

This kind of relationship between my mother and me lasted for nearly three months, but things changed on the eve of my fifteenth birthday. From childhood, my mother would always celebrate my birthday in a special way, but as my fifteenth birthday approached, although I looked forward to it, I didn't expect her to remember.

The day before my birthday, I dragged my heavy steps to open the door to go to school. "Xiao Ming…you…" my mother chased after me from behind. I stopped and turned around, but didn't say anything, still looking at my mother with a lost expression. "Xiao Ming…" my mother hesitated. I didn't reply.

Come home early after class, I have something to tell you.

Okay! I understand.

I tried to glean some information from my mother's expression, wondering if it was good news or... But she quickly turned and went back inside.

The day's classes felt like an eternity; I spent the whole day thinking that my mother was definitely going to have a serious talk with me. I didn't know what my mother was thinking, but judging from her recent actions, I couldn't help but feel pessimistic. It didn't seem like it would be good news.

Anyway, things couldn't go on like this, so I decided to just talk it out.

Finally, school was over, and I hurried home.

I entered the house with a heavy heart. Dinner was already prepared, and my mother was sitting beside me, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

I hung my backpack on the coat rack and sat down. "

Change your clothes first! Mom will wait for you," Mom said gently.

I quickly changed into my pajamas and returned to the dining table.

"Mom... what is it?"

"Let's talk while we eat, the food's getting cold."

I really didn't have an appetite, but I still forced myself to get some rice.

"Xiaoming..." Mom still hesitated.

"...

Xiaoming, Mom... is asking you, why don't you sleep with Mom anymore?"

This... I... I didn't know how to respond. "

Are you angry with Mom?" Mom said gently. "

Mom... how could that be? I... I'm not... it's just...

what?

I just think... maybe I'm older now... Mom won't want to sleep with me anymore... so...

how could that be?" In Mom's eyes, you'll always be my child. How could I not want to sleep with you?

Mom… I… I'm not a little kid anymore… I realized my thinking was a bit strange. When I said that, I was thinking about the size of my penis.

This…

Mom's expression suddenly became a little shy, as if she was thinking the same thing as me.

Mom… I think I'll just sleep there from now on. Otherwise, if people find out I'm so old and still sleeping with Mom, they'll laugh at me.

I realized that when I said "so old," my mind was still full of lewd thoughts.

Big… Mom doesn't mind how old you are. It doesn't matter how old you are… If we don't say anything, who will know?

After Mom finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize she had said an extra word, a grammatical error, and her face immediately turned red.

My mind was filled with the scene of pressing my penis against Mom's vulva that day. Hearing Mom's grammatical error, my eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be... that Mom, like me, was
preoccupied with that matter

? ... I looked at Mom's somewhat shy expression, staring intently at her.

I... Mom stammered a little under my gaze. "

Mom, you mean, you still want me to sleep with you, right?"

"Yes... what does it matter? I've thought about it. If you don't tell, and I don't tell, who will know?" Mom's words seemed to be hinting at something.

But… Mom, I still want to get married, and I'll sleep separately from you.

This… Mom doesn't want that far ahead. I'm really not used to sleeping without you. I've been having trouble sleeping these past few months. Anyway, I'll sleep with you for as long as I can now, okay?

Mom's words were so encouraging. The way she said "okay" at the end was so gentle that no one could refuse.

Okay! Actually… like Mom, I'm really not used to sleeping alone. I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

That's great! Hmm! …Do you remember what day it is tomorrow? Mom suddenly seemed to have returned to her old cheerful and lively self.

Of course I remember! My birthday is only two days apart from Mom's, how could I forget! Tomorrow is my fifteenth birthday, and the day after tomorrow is Mom's thirty-first birthday.

So… what do you want Mom to give you?

I… actually… Mom, I'm just happy as long as you're happy like before. If I can see Mom even a little bit happy, I don't want anything else.

Good child… hearing you say that… Mom is really… so happy… Mom said, her voice slightly choked.

Mom… really… before… before I was sorry, Mom, for making you angry, Mom… I'm really sorry… it was my fault.

I now had the courage to apologize to Mom.

Silly child, what are you apologizing for? It's Mom's fault. Mom has always… always failed to notice… you've grown up… and still treated you like a child… so… so… sigh
! "Mom's so clumsy, I don't know what to do... So... child, Mom really cares about you. Seeing you so unhappy hurts me so much..."

Mom said, tears falling from her eyes, and then she started sobbing uncontrollably. "

Mom... don't cry... it's my fault... I promise I won't do anything to make you hate me again. I love you, Mom... I don't want you to hate me... Mom... don't be sad
..." I quickly moved closer to Mom and held her hand.

"Waaah... waaah..." I should have said something, because saying anything only made Mom cry harder.

"Mom... don't cry... if you cry, I'll cry too..." I quickly hugged Mom and comforted her.

Gradually, Mom stopped sobbing, but I still held her tightly. "

Good child… Mom doesn't blame you… that day… Mom was just too confused… It's not that Mom hates you, you know? Mom really doesn't know what to do… You are Mom's darling,
Mom loves you so much… how could I hate you…

I love you so much too… Mom…" I said, hugging Mom even tighter.

But strangely, my lower body involuntarily started acting up again. Afraid of embarrassing myself, I slowly loosened my grip on Mom.

But as soon as I let go, Mom wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly. Mom was sitting, and I was standing, so my naughty thing was pressed against Mom's chest.

I tried to pull away, but Mom held me tightly around the waist, and I didn't dare to move. I just hoped my erection would subside quickly, but the more I pressed against Mom's breasts, the more disobedient it seemed.

After a while, Mom seemed to notice something was wrong, and slowly let go of me, glancing down at my crotch. Then I saw Mom's ears suddenly turn red, and she turned her head away
.
"Child...child...you...I...let's eat..." Mom didn't know what to say, so she picked up a bowl.

I ate while staring at my mom. She kept her head down, occasionally looking up to meet my eyes before quickly looking away again. I saw her whole face was flushed.

"Why...why are you staring at me like that...

Mom, you're so beautiful! " "You're

so cheeky!"

"It's true, Mom, look at your face, it's as cute as an apple. Look in the mirror if you don't believe me."

"You...you're so mean...making fun of me..." My mom suddenly started acting like a little girl, pouting. "

Mom, it's true."

"You...you're still teasing me?" "Mom's getting angry." As she spoke, she pouted, pretending to be angry, which was even cuter. "

Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. Mom isn't cute at all, Mom's ugly, is that alright?"

Looking at my mother, I couldn't help but tease her in the same way I usually tease little girls at school.

"You hate me...you hate me..." Mom leaned closer and really did turn into a little girl, lightly punching me with her fists.

I laughed and dodged, but Mom got up and chased after me, tripping over a chair and almost falling. I quickly reached out to help her.

Gotcha! Ha...ha...Mom suddenly looked up and started punching me like a happy little bird.
Ha...ha...ha...Can't hit me...I couldn't help but playfully wrestle with Mom.

Suddenly, I had both of Mom's hands in my grasp, and although she struggled, she couldn't break free.

I'm not going to mess with you anymore, you only know how to bully Mom. My mother said in a coquettish voice, trying to break free from my hands again.

I simply hugged her and lifted her up completely. "

Put me down...you...put Mom down...ha...ah..." My mother seemed to have not played with a boy like this in a long time, her innocent and carefree expression revealing her true feelings.

I carried my mother and danced around the house, spinning her around and around.

"Stop...stop...Mom's dizzy...ah..."

My last bit of strength gave out, and I finally put my mother on the ground.

Huff...huff...we were both panting heavily, no longer speaking, but we both looked at each other with smiles.

As our breathing gradually evened out, the deeper love I felt for my mother unconsciously seeped into her eyes.

I noticed that her gaze had completely changed. Before, no matter how gentle and considerate she was, there was always a mother's tenderness in her eyes.

But now, her eyes were exceptionally bright and sparkling; the elder's gaze was gone, replaced by the look of someone gazing at a beloved
lover . I could almost feel that my mother's feelings were exactly the same as hers.

We sat there on the floor, holding hands, gazing at each other for a long, long time

…Do you really love me? My mother broke the silence first, no longer referring to herself as "Mom" but saying "I," which sounded to me like a lover's conversation. "

I...don't like...I love you." I didn't say "I love Mom" either, but instead used

"I love you" to express my romantic feelings for her.

Mom understood, but didn't speak, just silently watched me.

I couldn't help but lean closer, and Mom closed her eyes. I knew she was also moved.

I imitated what I saw in movies, slowly pressing my lips to Mom's.

Mom didn't pull away, and I finally kissed her lips, but I had never kissed before, only knowing to imitate her, pressing my lips against hers like a stamp.

A moment later, I noticed my mother open her lips and extend her tongue, pushing my lips open. I obediently let her take the initiative.

Once her tongue entered my mouth, it began to swirl and churn. It felt so beautiful and sweet.

I quickly learned to do the same, putting my tongue into her mouth and sucking on it.

Mother and son lay there on the floor, passionately kissing.

I can't describe the excitement I felt at that moment. I never dreamed that my relationship with my mother would change so drastically.

I tasted it for the first time, holding my mother tightly as we rolled around on the floor, kissing her lips and unwilling to leave. When she occasionally pulled away to catch her breath, I would kiss her again. I

kissed her incessantly, covering her entire face, her hair disheveled, strands of hair on her forehead and temples glistening with sweat against her flushed face. My mother was incredibly sexy.

My hands, still holding her, roamed over her body, caressing her body. Through her clothes, I felt her bra at the back. Suddenly, I wanted to touch her breasts, so I moved to the front and, without a word, grabbed them.

Ah… my mother suddenly reacted as if stung, forcefully pulling me away.

"Mom..." I sat on the floor, at a loss.

My mother sat there too, head bowed, silent.

"Mom...you...

child...I'm sorry...I...we can't do this...I..."

My mother said, getting up to straighten her clothes before quickly going into the room.

I stood there, stunned, not knowing what to do.

A long time passed, and my mother didn't come out of the room. A little worried, I went in to check on her. I saw my mother sitting on the edge of the bed, head bowed. "

Mom...

Xiaoming...we...shouldn't do this...

Mom...but...I love you...

we can't...we...we're mother and son, we can't

...but...but...I..." Seeing my mother's attitude change completely, I panicked.

"Sigh! Child, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault...I made you...

no, Mom...you're very good, you're really good, it's my fault." I understand, I won't make things difficult for you, Mom. Don't be sad. Okay?

You're such a good child, it makes me so reluctant to let you go… If… if we weren't… that would be so much better.

Mom… you mean, if I weren't your child, you would accept me… right?

This… but… we are… sigh!

Mom, I'm content just hearing you say that. I still love you very much, that's enough.

I really feel so happy, really, Mom… thank you, I won't make things difficult for you anymore, and don't be sad, otherwise it will break my heart.

Waaah… my good son. Mom hugged me and cried again.

Mom… then… would you still like to sleep with me?

Of course, Mom has already promised you, how could I back out?

That's good. I'll be happy as long as I can sleep next to Mom every day.

Yes, Mom too.

Then… Mom, I need you to promise me something.

What is it?

From now on, if I accidentally hug you while we're sleeping, you can't be angry, okay? I

won't, as long as… as long as you don't… oh… you know… Mom won't say anymore… Mom blushed again thinking about this.

Suddenly, I felt that I still had a chance, so I wasn't anxious anymore, and instead felt very comfortable.

We talked for a long time like this, and all our grudges were gone.

Before we knew it, it was late at night.

Mom, it's getting late. Go take a shower first, and then we'll sleep together.

Okay… Mom's face inexplicably turned red again when she heard we'd sleep together.

My mother was conflicted; she kept saying we couldn't do that, but subconsciously she seemed to be tempting me.

Later, she went into the bathroom to shower.

A little while later, I thought I heard her talking in the bathroom, but I couldn't make it out clearly. So I went to the bathroom door and put my ear close.

"...If you hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you don't hear me...never mind...Mom's saying this one last time...child...Mom wants to
shower ..." she whispered. "If you hear me...come in and shower with Mom...If you don't hear me...never mind..."

I heard my mother speaking in her usual tone in the bathroom. Although there was the sound of water, I could still hear her clearly, and I couldn't help but get excited again.

I waited a moment longer. Mom stopped talking, but I heard a heavy sigh: "Alas...it seems...heaven isn't on my side, it won't let you hear me."

Without further hesitation, I pushed open the bathroom door. I saw Mom sitting beside the bathtub, still dressed. "

Are you...something wrong?" Mom asked, her voice slightly surprised and a little happy. "

Mom...I heard you, I've come to bathe with you."

"You little rascal...you heard me even when I was speaking so softly." Mom gave a playful scolding.

"...

Child, I remember the last time we bathed together, you only reached my waist! In the blink of an eye, you're a head taller than me, you've really grown up."
Mom stood up and said. "

Mom, you always bathed me before, how about I bathe you today?"

"Okay... then...
Mom, I'll help you... take off your clothes." I was quite excited.

"...This..." Mom hesitated a little. "

Then you take them off yourself!"

"Okay! You help me take them off!" Mom said, turning around and raising her hand.

I lifted her red sweatshirt from behind, revealing her fair skin inch by inch. From behind, I could see she was wearing a matching red bra.

Then I reached to pull down her pants, but as soon as I pulled them down a little, Mom's hand pressed down on me, preventing me from taking them off completely. "

Mom, are you going to take a bath like this?"

I…

I thought Mom was just instinctively refusing out of shyness, so I continued to pull down her trousers. She was wearing matching red silk panties, quite sexy
. And by then, my shorts were already erect.

I then unhooked her bra. As the bra slid down, Mom quickly covered her breasts with her hands.

She silently lowered her head, not turning around. I continued to take off her red thong, and as I pulled on the elastic bands, Mom lowered one hand and grabbed mine
.

Wait…wait a minute…

Mom! "What's wrong?

I... Mom isn't ready yet... Wait... wait a minute, okay?"

"Mom, what are you getting ready for? What's wrong with you today?" I sensed my mother's conflicted feelings. "

I... I don't know either...

Mom, just relax."

I continued to pull down my mother's panties, and her hands loosened.

I quickly took off her panties, but just seeing her fair, round buttocks made me incredibly aroused.

I put my hands on my mother's shoulders, trying to turn her around to face me.

My mother gently pulled me along, and we were now standing face to face. But my mother was covering her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other.
...I stared at my mother without saying a word.

"What's wrong...

Mom? I want to see how you're going to wash like this?" I teased her. "

You...you're so mean...bullying your mother...you...turn around!"

"Okay! Then I'll take my clothes off too." Seeing my mother's embarrassed and flustered look, I couldn't bear to tease her anymore, so I turned around and took off all my clothes.

But my biggest problem was my bulging, throbbing penis; I didn't know where to hide it. Now it was my turn to turn around, too embarrassed to face my mother. "

Xiaoming, sit down first, let Mom rub your back!"

"Okay, maybe it'll go down in a bit," I thought, grabbing a small stool and sitting down. Mom bent down to apply shower gel and started bathing me.

As she washed me, I could feel her nipples occasionally pressing against my back, which felt quite stimulating.

But I couldn't just keep washing my back, so when it was almost over, I said, "Mom, it's my turn to wash you." I turned around while still sitting.

Mom didn't flinch anymore, and I faced her directly, my face right up to her lower abdomen. Her thick pubic hair was finally visible again; it formed an
inverted triangle, quite beautiful.

"Okay!" Mom turned around.

I stood up and applied shower gel to my mother's back and buttocks. As my hands roamed over her back and buttocks, her body trembled slightly.

But the feeling of touching her soft skin was simply wonderful. I continued to caress her, moving from her buttocks to her thighs, then up her thighs, and finally down her waist to her lower
abdomen .

My mother was facing the bathroom mirror, so I could see her expression. I noticed that her eyes were closed, and she seemed quite ecstatic.

I could almost feel that she, like me, was filled with desire.

So I moved my hand up from her lower abdomen to her breasts. Her eyes remained closed. Seeing that she didn't object, I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my back against
hers , and grasped one breast in each hand, kneading them vigorously.

"Mmm..." Mom let out a soft, comfortable moan. Her hands rested on mine, circling my kneading. Encouraged, I rested my head on her shoulder.

At that moment, my erect, large penis pressed against her buttocks, but Mom seemed to be enjoying my caresses, as if she didn't feel it.

The scene was practically a couple about to make love, foreplaying beforehand.

I couldn't help but kiss my mother's neck.

"Mmm...mmm..." My mother's sounds grew louder as she accepted my kiss.

As I kissed her, I turned her body around. Her eyes were half-open, her expression one of ecstasy. I kissed her lips, immediately slipping my tongue into
her mouth. My mother's arms automatically wrapped around me, and we were locked in a passionate embrace.

"Mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm...mmm...sizzle...sizzle...mmm..."

We kissed passionately like that.

My hand finally reached my mother's lower abdomen, moving downwards to touch her pubic hair. I covered her vulva with my entire hand, enjoying the pleasure of the friction from her pubic hair.

After a while, I withdrew my hand from her lips and quickly took her nipple into my mouth.

Ah… um… good… no… no… ah… good… oh…

I took advantage of the situation, spreading my fingers down her labia.

Ah… no! My mother pushed me away forcefully as if she had been electrocuted.

Mom…

…I… we…

Mom, what's wrong?

Child… why can't we… we really can't… ah! " You …

" Mom saw my penis, over five inches long and as thick as a baby's wrist, and was speechless.

I thought to myself, I can't let Mom overthink this, so I pulled her hand to hold my penis.

"Ah… what are you doing?" Mom exclaimed.

I pressed her hand down hard, not letting her pull it away.

Mom struggled for a moment, then her strength vanished. Seeing that Mom was now obediently holding my penis, I let go.

"Child, how could you... be so... big...? Last time..." Mom stared intently at it.

I know Mom meant that when she last saw it, it wasn't that big, referring to the time I secretly ejaculated on her labia.

"Mom... do you like it?"

"I... like it... ah... no..." Mom was a little confused about what she was saying.

"Mom... we... have to have an ending, right? This isn't right."

"I... sigh..." Mom sighed.

"...

Child, to be honest, you can see it too, Mom is conflicted. Mom loves you very much, sometimes I don't even treat you like my son, but... sigh... Mom really doesn't
know what to do?" "Mom... I can't... I can't do this with you... This is wrong..."

Mom said, her hand unconsciously stroking my penis. "

Mom, it's just the two of us at home. If we don't tell anyone, who will know? Don't you think so too?" I remembered what Mom had said at dinner. "

This... but... Mom seems a little tempted." "

Mom, I don't know anything about this. Can you teach me?"

"This... child, don't pressure me. Let me think about it, okay?"

Mom said, releasing my penis and walking naked out of the bathroom.

I followed her out of the bathroom, and Mom sat down on the sofa in the living room.

I stood in front of Mom, my penis still erect. "

You... you should put your clothes on quickly, you'll catch a cold."

"Mom, you're the same way."

"Honey, can you let me have some peace and quiet?" "Be good, okay?" "I'll answer you later." "

Get me my underwear." Mom said gently.

I went to Mom's room, opened her closet, and among the dazzling array of underwear, I found the thong I had taken off Mom last time—the one with only three thin strings and a small piece of fabric
—and the transparent bra with only half a cup. I thought for a moment and chose this set. "

Mom, put this on!" I handed the underwear to Mom.

"Ah…this…why did you bring this…I…" Mom noticed after taking it.

"Mom, is this not good?" "I think it looks great! Otherwise, I'll take it back and change it."

"No...no need, Mom, go change it yourself!" Mom said, going into her room.

It was almost midnight. I saw that Mom hadn't come out for a long time, so I went into the room to check on her.

Mom...Mom had already put on her underwear. She hadn't changed; she was still wearing the one I had chosen, sitting on the edge of the bed. "

Child...come here...

Mom...I'm still naked, my penis still hard.

I'm telling you, I've thought about it, and you're right. This can't go on like this; it has to end...but, we're still mother and son. You
were born after ten months of my pregnancy. We can't commit incest. "

"Well... Mom...

listen to me, I really love you. I've said it before, sometimes I really wish you weren't my son, then I wouldn't have any reservations, do you understand? It's not that I
don't want to be with you... it's just... I really can't. You have to understand my difficulties...

Mom... don't think so much! Okay? I love you, I really love you so much, I want to... I'm so eager to say it.

Child... don't rush, I haven't finished yet. To tell you the truth, I really want to be with you... and be so intimate with you, so... I can only do this..." As

she said this, she reached out and grasped my penis.

Mom looked at me, her hand beginning to gently stroke my penis.

Seeing my mother take the initiative, I was incredibly excited, and my penis swelled even more. "

Child, you're only fifteen, how can you be so...thick...my hands can barely hold it...In the future...I wonder which girl...which girl can handle it...

Mom...can you handle it?"

"You...you're being cheeky, teasing your mother again..." My face flushed again. "

Mom...really...if we weren't mother and son...you really would...want to be with me...you

little devil...Mom doesn't have that kind of luck...besides...Mom hasn't...it's been fifteen years...Mom didn't know..." "

Mom...let's try...okay?" I leaned against my mother, one arm around her shoulder, and we sat side-by-side on the edge of the bed.

No…Mom said no…it really can’t…Mom buried her face in my chest.

Mom…I smelled the fragrance of Mom’s hair, and with Mom constantly stroking my penis, I couldn’t hold back and ejaculated.

Wave after wave of semen shot high, and Mom stroked it even faster.

Hehe…it’s coming…Mom smiled playfully.

Mom…I hugged Mom tightly, kissing her cheek.

Hmm…okay…is that okay?

But…Mom…

how about me?

I feel so good, but Mom can’t feel it.

It’s okay! "You...ah..."

I pushed my mother down onto the bed, rolled over and pressed myself against her, reaching out to grasp her breasts and starting to knead them. "

Mom...let me make you feel good...

um...no...no need...ah...okay...gentle..." My mother resisted for a moment and then gave up.

*Sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...sizzle...* Through her bra, I kneaded one of my mother's breasts with one hand while sucking on the other.

"Ah...ah...um...ah...child...good...um..." My mother was intoxicated, letting out sounds of pleasure.

I secretly unhooked my mother's bra, letting her breasts bounce out, and my mother didn't object.

Then my hand slid down, reaching inside my mother's panties, and touched her pubic hair, slowly caressing it. My mother no longer struggled at all, letting me do as I pleased.

I simply unbuttoned her panties, letting her and me caress each other naked.

We embraced and caressed each other in the room, the room filled with my mother's comfortable moans.

Ah…child…no…it's dirty there…um…ah…

I had already kissed my mother's pubic hair, ignoring her words.

I spread my mother's thighs, and she no longer resisted, opening her legs wide.

I finally saw the full view of my mother's vulva, and excitedly, I immediately used my tongue to explore her vagina.

Ah...sizzle...sizzle...um...sizzle... I used my tongue to part my mother's labia and began to suck haphazardly.

My penis still hadn't gone soft, so I simply imitated the caressing position from the videotape, turning my body 180 degrees, straddling my mother, and holding my penis next to her face, then continued to lick my mother's vulva.

Um...child...my child...ah...you...ah...I don't care anymore...um...sizzle... My mother looked at my penis and finally couldn't resist taking it into her mouth.

My son and I were in a 69 position, licking each other's genitals. It was so beautiful.

Mmm...mmm...uh...sizzle...mmm...

The feeling of my penis being surrounded by my mother's mouth made me feel like I was floating on air. And hearing the moans coming from my mother's mouth was like heavenly music.

My mother kept licking my glans with her tongue, the tingling and numb sensation almost making me ejaculate again. I wasn't idle either, constantly flipping her labia in and out with my tongue, making her moan and groan incessantly.

"Ah...faster...faster...Mom can't take it anymore...ah...ah...ah..."

Finally, my mother ejaculated before me, a thick stream of white fluid gushing from her vagina, covering my mouth.

"Huff...huff...huff..." My mother released my penis, panting heavily.

"Hehe...Mom, was it good?"

"Huff...you little devil, you're so naughty, you've really messed with Mom!" A satisfied smile graced my mother's face.

I wiped the saliva from my mouth and pounced on her, showering her with kisses. She held me tightly, and we rolled around on the bed like a long-separated couple reunited.

I don't know how much time passed before we finally rested, mother and son embracing each other.

"Mom…I love you."

"Child…Mom loves you too.

" "What kind of love?"

"Yes…I…I don't see you as Mom's son anymore…

then what am I?"

"As…Oh! You're teasing me again, you're so mean." At this moment, my mother truly considered me her lover, her words filled with affection and shyness. "

I want you to say it! What am I?

We're like this now, of course I'm as you…as your…husband!

Really?" …Mom…

you still call me Mom?

Then…what should I call you?

Call me…call me Xiao Jie.

Xiao…Xiao Jie…I'm more used to calling you Mom.

Whatever you want! Anyway…I can't act like Mom right now, it won't feel so weird.
Mom…it's already 2 a.m., it's my birthday.

Hmm! Happy birthday…honey. Mom kissed my lips.

Wow! I'm so happy, Mom, thank you, you're so good, I love you to death.

Is that all? Mom rested her face against my chest and said gently.

"Well...

it's your birthday today. Mom has just figured it out. Whatever you want, Mom will give it to you..." I looked down at my mother, my ears turning red. "

Really...Mom...I want...I want you..." I was so excited I couldn't speak. "

What do you want from me?"

"I want Mom...with me...with me..." I still couldn't say it.

"To make love with you...right...you lecherous little devil...no..." Mom pouted, pretending to be cheeky. "

No...Mom can't back out."

"Hehe...what's the rush...you little devil..." Mom said, getting out of bed.

"Honey...come here for a second..." Mom called me from the kitchen.

A moment later, Mom, still naked, took a ten-inch cake from the kitchen, placed it on the living room table, checked the curtains, and locked the front door again.

She turned off the lights. Mom lit the candles on the cake.

I quickly turned off the main light. "

Come on… Happy birthday… Happy birthday…" Mom started singing the birthday song.

"Tsk… Happy birthday to my husband… Make a wish!"

Mom kissed me after singing.

"Hmm… I wish…" I closed my eyes and made a wish in my heart. "

What did you wish for?" Mom asked. "

I can't say, it won't come true if I do. I'll tell you later." "Then… Mom, what about again?" "

Another time… and I'll… give you a present!" My mother's shy and proud expression reignited my desire.

Without saying a word, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately.

Mmm...mmm...smack...My mother obediently held me tighter, responding with her tongue.

After a while, we rolled from the sofa to the floor, still passionately kissing.

My mother reached down to my genitals, stroking my pubic hair before grasping my penis and beginning to stroke it.

My hand also slipped inside my mother's vagina, inserting my fingers and thrusting them in and out.

Oh… um… good… um… good husband… Xiao Jie… tonight is yours…

um… dear mother… dear wife… Xiao Jie… I want you…

um… good… Xiao Jie will give it to you… but… your penis is so thick… Xiao Jie hasn’t… been penetrated in fifteen years… I’m scared…

Mom… I don’t know either… you have to teach me…

Mom’s vaginal fluid has already flowed all over my hand, it’s all sticky.

Okay… Mom will teach you… come on… Mom said, lying down on her back, gesturing for me to press down on her.

Mom… I immediately pressed down on Mom’s body.

Um… Mom immediately opened her legs, clamped my waist, and raised her buttocks.

I didn’t know how to penetrate, I just randomly pressed against Mom’s lower body.

"Don't rush, come on... Mom will guide you... Ah..." Mom said, reaching down to grasp my penis and guiding it towards her vulva.

I could feel my penis gradually being gripped by a layer of warm flesh.

"Ah... Mom's so scared... Yours is too thick... Ah... Okay... Child... Slowly insert it..." Mom had already guided my penis to the entrance. "

Mom... I'm going in..." I thrust hard.

"Ah... It hurts... Slow... Take it slow..." Mom frowned in pain. "

Mom... I'm sorry, I hurt you." I quickly stopped.

"Child... Mom's vagina is too narrow to accommodate such a thick penis, you need to push it in slowly." Come on…again…

I slowly inserted myself into Mom’s vagina, inch by inch.

Ah…ah…um…so thick…so full…ah…Mom’s vagina…is completely filled…ah…good…

At this point, I had only inserted halfway, and seeing how comfortable Mom looked, I decided to go all in and forcefully pushed the remaining half in.

Ah…good…you heartless son…you’re bullying your mother…you’re so bad…

I’m finally completely united with Mom, my dream of many years has come true, I’m finally having sex with Mom, and at this moment I feel like the happiest person in the world.

Faster…good husband…dear son…faster…thrust…that’s…that’s more comfortable…

Mom, don’t you not treat me like your son anymore? Still calling me her own son? I didn't forget to tease my mother a little.

Whatever…you're my good son, and my good husband, incest is incest, I like it…Xiao Jie likes it…hurry…fuck me…fuck your own mother…

Listening to my mother's lewd confession, I couldn't hold back any longer and started thrusting wildly.

Ah…ah…son…the way you're doing it…ah…I'm going to be fucked to death…ah…it's so beautiful…fuck me…fuck me hard…it feels so good…ah…I'm about to ascend to heaven…ah…no…I can't hold back…ah… My mother, who hadn't had sex in years, came in just a few thrusts.

Mom…how come you came so fast?

Hmm... Who told you to be so bad... No one does this... Who can stand it...

Mom... Is it comfortable?

You're so bad... But... Mom feels so good... My good son is so great... Mom hugged and kissed me again.

My penis was still fully inserted into my mother's vagina. I looked down at the sight, it was incredibly stimulating. "

Mom, look..." I wanted Mom to look down at her vagina too. "

Mmm...my son's penis...so thick...it fills Mom's vagina completely..." The visual stimulation seemed to be a kind of pleasure. Mom reached out to stroke our intertwined pubic hair, which had now merged into one. "

Ah...don't move...your penis is so long...it's already all the way to the back of Mom's vagina, it's very sensitive there, hee...right...son...you came out from inside!" "

Mom, of course I know, I'm so happy, Mom...you really don't regret it?"

"Sigh!" Mom struggled for so long, it's all your fault! You're the one teasing Mom, you have no idea how hard Mom has been these past few months.

Fine, incest is incest, as long as we don't talk about it, right?

And… Mom thinks it's so strange, even when I was with your father… I wasn't this happy. He only had half of what you have now. The other day when I saw you… it really terrified Mom…

Mom, please don't mention Dad, okay? Your husband now is me!

Don't be jealous. Mom was only sixteen when I married your father, I didn't know anything, I got pregnant with you without really thinking, and he went to jail a few days later. To be honest, after all this time, Mom has no feelings for him anymore. Okay! Let's not talk about it anymore, child…

what else does Mom want…?

Oh dear! I'm not coming! Pretending to be stupid.

Mom, I want to hear it, tell me! You

're so naughty, Mom wants... wants her son's big cock, to fuck me...

I can't hold back anymore, and I immediately start thrusting again.

Ah... yes... that's it... good son... you learn so fast... ah... fuck Mom to death... um... so good...
Mom... I feel so good, Mom's pussy is so tight...

good... Mom feels good too... um... it's really so exciting... Mom loves you... Mom likes you fucking me... Mom likes her son's cock... likes you fucking Mom... Mom's pussy... will be yours from now on... ah... oh my god... so beautiful... ah... you're hitting my... Mom screams wildly.

A puddle of Mom's vaginal fluid had already formed on the floor. We rolled around on the floor, our bodies soaked, indistinguishable between sweat and vaginal fluid.

Mom... I want... I'm going to come... I finally couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to ejaculate.

Okay... shoot it in, shoot it into Mom's pussy...

But... what if Mom is pregnant? I held back.

It's okay... Mom's safe period today... Ah... It's so hot... I ejaculated before Mom could finish speaking.
That night, mother and son were passionately having sex in the living room. Unconsciously, the morning sunlight was already shining through the gaps in the curtains; it was dawn.

Mom... it's dawn... My penis was still fucking Mom.

Hmm… It’s a holiday today… Ah… Mom doesn’t care… Mom wants you… Mom greedily wiggled her buttocks.

And so, we moved from the living room to the bedroom. My penis had been soaking inside Mom’s vagina all night. Before we knew it, we were both exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I looked at my watch; it was already 2 PM. Mom was sleeping soundly beside me, a satisfied smile on her lips. “

Mom, it’s getting late.” I woke her up.

Hmm… Mom opened her sleepy eyes.

“Good afternoon… my dear wife.” I kissed Mom.

“Good afternoon, son and husband!”

I was initially a little worried that Mom might regret it after waking up, but seeing her innocent, carefree, and affectionate expression, I was completely relieved. "

Mom… I'll go get something to eat, you rest a bit more.

" "Mom's done, ah…" Mom said, sitting up. "

Mom, what's wrong?"

"Ah… it's all your fault, being so crazy! It feels like my skin is broken inside, it hurts so much…

how could this happen?" "

Mom hasn't had sex in so long, and besides, yours is so thick, the friction inside has been too much, Mom can't take it…

Well… Mom, you should rest! I'll go get you something to eat."

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Mom really hurt herself. She was limping all day and didn't dare leave the house.

That night, I went to the pharmacy and bought some ointment for her.

Oh no! I couldn't reach it, so Mom spread her legs and tried to apply the ointment inside her vulva with her fingers.

What… what should I do?

This… I don't know… Mom frowned in pain again.

Mom… I'm sorry, it's all my fault.

Silly boy, Mom doesn't blame you. Mom likes it. After Mom… gets used to your… things inside, it won't break anymore. Here's what we'll do! The one who tied the knot must untie it; you help Mom apply the ointment.

But… my fingers probably couldn’t reach inside.

Duh! You didn’t understand Mom’s words. You used whatever you used to hurt Mom to clean her wound. It’s amazing Mom thought of that.

As soon as Mom said that, I understood, so I took off my pants and smeared the ointment all over my penis.

Mom… it’s coming, bear with it! Mom lay on the bed, her legs wide open, revealing her bright red vulva.

Using the lubrication of the ointment, I slipped it into Mom’s vagina.

Hmm… ah… there… it hurts… right there… yes…

Mom… I’m pulling it out now.

Wait…wait a minute…move a little, spread it more evenly…um…I saw Mom’s expression, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

So I gently thrust in and out, and suddenly, the ointment mixed with Mom’s vaginal fluid flowed out from beside her vagina.

Mom…you’re so wet…the medicine is leaking out…

you little devil…you’re teasing Mom…ah…um…um…you…you’re so bad…you’re making Mom feel so good again…

Mom, is it pain or pleasure? I continued to gently thrust in and out.

Mmm…it hurts…it feels good…ah…I don’t care…keep going…ah…I’ll let you fuck me to death…ah…okay…child…faster…my pussy is so itchy…ah…I…good son…good husband…my big-cocked son…

Mom…good wife…my little Jie…son loves you…

Mom has forgotten the pain, only enjoying the pleasure of incest.

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From that day on, my son and I almost always enjoyed the pleasure of sex, forgetting my father whom I had never met.

Two months later, we received a notice from the prison that my father was about to be released after serving his sentence.

After learning this, I spent my days almost without eating or drinking.

Mom, let's move, okay?

This… child, I've thought about it too, but… running away isn't the solution. Where can we move to? What if they find us? Your father used to be involved in organized crime; if we move, the consequences will be severe.

But… Mom…

child, I know how you feel. Although he's your father, to you he's like a stranger. I know you'll be jealous. But… we have this peaceful life today thanks to your father's sacrifices. It's because of that that I have the means to raise you and the capital to start my business. We… can't go too far.

"Mom... I have no more reasons to say.

Finally, the day of Father's release from prison arrived.

The night before, after dinner.

'Child, Mom is going to spend quality time with you tonight, make love with you properly, and from tomorrow on... from tomorrow on, you have to treat me like any other mother.' Mom hugged me tightly and said. '

Mom... I... I really don't want to accept this, but the situation is like this, I have no choice but to accept it.

Come on! Don't think about anything else, we'll make love properly tonight, be a good godmother, no matter what, Mom only has you as her husband.'

Mom took off her clothes at the dining table, leaving only her bra and panties."

Mom…I really love you so much…my lover…my good wife…Xiao Jie…

I also took off my clothes and kissed Mom against the dining table.

After a while, I picked Mom up and let her sit on the table. I spread Mom's legs and kissed her vulva through her sexy lace panties.

Mmm…good…ah…Mom tilted her head back in pleasure.

Slowly, I put Mom's legs on my shoulders, pulled down her panties, and pressed my penis against Mom's vagina.

With a soft sound, my penis easily slid into Mom's already wet vagina.

Ah…good…fuck me…fuck Mom…it feels so good…so amazing…

In no time, Mom’s juices had soaked the dining table, causing me to slip and slide around while I was thrusting.

I simply lifted Mom up and carried her, her legs clamping around my buttocks, clinging to me like a monkey. I carried Mom like that, walking around the living room while thrusting into her vagina.

Ah…so beautiful…good son…you're so good at it…doing it like this to Mommy…it feels so good…ah…it’s hitting the spot…mmm…my dear son…Xiao Jie…my heart is yours…ah…do it…my big-cocked son…fuck Mommy to death…Mommy can’t bear to part with you…Mommy loves you so much…ah…fuck me…fuck me…mmm…oh…oh…oh…God…my good boy Son…Mommy will marry you…Mommy agrees to marry you…Mommy will have your child…Shoot…Shoot into Mommy’s pussy…Make Mommy pregnant…Ah…My pussy is so beautiful…

That night, my son and I kept changing positions and having sex until dawn before reluctantly going to bed. We didn’t sleep because we had to pick up Father at eight in the morning.

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My mood was extremely bad. I even started to hate my father because he was about to take away my beloved mother. The thought of them sleeping in the same bed and the scene of them making love made my heart feel like it was being cut by a knife.

My mother understood my feelings and kept comforting me, repeatedly telling me that I was her only husband. Although this still couldn't calm me down, I didn't want to put her in a difficult position, so I reluctantly went with her to pick up my father.

I finally saw him. My father wasn't as fierce as I had imagined; perhaps it was just my preconceived notion! In fact, he looked a bit eccentric.

My mother drove us home. My father didn't seem to talk much, just asking me questions like a normal person, such as what school I went to and how my grades were.

The long separation seemed to have made him and my mother strangers; they didn't talk much. Even so, I felt extremely unbalanced because I believed that the first thing a man who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would want to do upon returning home was…

I didn't want to think about it anymore; the more I thought, the more painful it became. I had a feeling I was about to be cuckolded. In my thought process, my father had become the biggest obstacle to our love.

Dinner was quite lavish to prepare for my father's return, but I had no appetite. At the table, my mother kept gesturing with her feet, and I barely managed to suppress my unpleasant expression. Finally,

the long dinner was over. My mother prepared my father's new clothes and asked him to wash up. As soon as I saw my father go into the bathroom, I hugged my mother at the dining table, expressing my long-suppressed feelings.

"Child...don't...let go of me, be good...listen, not here..."

My mother pulled me into the kitchen.

"Mom..." As soon as we entered the kitchen, I couldn't help but hug her tightly from behind.

"Sigh...child...Mom is in pain too, don't be sad, I understand your pain, be good...don't make Mom feel even worse, okay?" My mother held my hand helplessly. "

Mom...then promise me, don't...

this...child, what do you want Mom to say?" We're husband and wife after all, I couldn't refuse. I just hope you understand that at any time, Mom only has you in her heart. No matter what, Mom will only ever see him as you. Please understand Mom's predicament, okay? Don't make things difficult for Mom anymore.

Mom said, her eyes glistening with tears.

Mom... don't be sad, I won't make things difficult for you. I couldn't bear to see Mom like this. We kissed passionately in the kitchen for a long time before reluctantly parting.
That night, Mom and Dad talked for a long time in the living room. Mom gave Dad double the living expenses he received when he took the place of a gang leader in prison, so he could use them as he pleased.

But I don’t know why, I always feel that this father really doesn’t look like he has been in a gang at all. Not only does he not have a ferocious expression, but he also speaks softly and softly. No matter what my mother says, he always agrees. He is not like a husband, but more like her brother.

I thought to myself, maybe he was so arrogant that people would choose him as a scapegoat!

Finally, late at night, I reluctantly moved to the next room.

Although I said I would not embarrass my mother, before entering the room, I couldn't help but look at my mother a little uncomfortable, and my mother gave me a knowing look of helplessness.

Soon, they went into the room. I kept pretending to get water and walk around to check on them. I noticed my mother hadn't closed the door. I knew she was doing it on purpose to reassure me.

But I still kept getting up to check every now and then. Around 2 AM, my mother's door was still open, so I peeked in.

I saw they were both asleep. Only then did I feel a sense of relief. I thought, my mother must be exhausted from not sleeping for a day and a night, which is why she refused my father. I didn't believe someone who hadn't been with a woman for fifteen years would be so honest.

I was tired too, and waited until almost 4 AM to make sure they were really asleep before going back to my room.

I slept for three hours and then woke up. My mother was up too, but my father was still asleep.

"Mom… good morning!" I warmly embraced my mother again in the kitchen.

"Little devil, you've been watching me all night, did you notice anything?" Mom flicked my nose. "

Mom…he…didn't contact you…

didn't you see that? Why are you asking!

Why…why?

How should I know? He's always been strange. To be honest, I never really understood him before, and now he's like a stranger to me. I know even less.

Mom…then…why don't you try talking to him, see…if you can…divorce him…

I've thought about it, but it's too early to say now. I'll observe for a while first!"

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And so, a month passed. Every morning, the first thing my mother did was to come and report to me that she had gotten through the previous day safely. This was truly unbelievable, and my mother couldn't understand it either.

His daily life was very monotonous. He would occasionally go out shopping, or stay at home all day watching TV, and we never heard him talk about his plans.

Until one day, he said a friend of his was getting out of prison and he was going to pick him up, and he didn't return until the middle of the night.

Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem; it's normal for inmates to meet up with friends after being released. But from that day on, he was rarely home. He always said he was going to talk to that friend about a business partnership, leaving early and returning late almost every day. He would even call home frequently, saying he was going to the south for a few days and wouldn't be back for several days.

This change in him was something my son and I were overjoyed to see. On the day he first said he wouldn't be coming home at night, my mother and I were both incredibly excited and nervous.

After midnight, once we were certain my father wasn't coming home, my mother and I eagerly locked the door twice and began our month-long separation from sex.

Like a couple long deprived of each other, like two wild beasts in heat, my mother and I quickly stripped naked in the bathroom. My mother greedily sucked on my penis and kissed my entire body. "

Good son, hurry! Hurry up and fuck Mom, Mom's about to burst!" My mother, holding onto the bathtub, raised her buttocks, demanding I quickly penetrate her. "

Mom…me too…tonight, I want to make love to you properly, fuck you properly…"

I guided my penis to my mother's labia.

Mmm…good…put it in…ah…it’s in…mmm…good…long time no see…big cock…

I grabbed my mother’s breasts with both hands and rubbed them hard, while thrusting wildly from below.

Oh…oh…it’s so beautiful…good husband…fuck Xiaojie to death…ah…wow…ah…it’s so good…fuck me…fuck your little slut…fuck your mother…I’m being fucked to death…ah so good…my pussy is beautiful…so beautiful…big cock son…you’re so good at fucking…Mom…

Mom…I’m about to come…quickly…After a storm of passion, I was about to cum too.

Ah…wait…no…I can’t ejaculate inside…

I suddenly remembered that my father hadn’t had sex with my mother for a month since he came back. If my mother got pregnant, it would be very difficult to handle. So I quickly pulled my penis out.

Mom…quick…

Mom immediately turned around and took my penis into her mouth. I released my semen and ejaculated all of it into my mother’s mouth.

Mmm…darling…you’re so good…Mom is fucked to death by you. My mother said, licking the semen from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, my mother and I were already in my room, naked and embracing each other.

Xiao Jie, I…my dear mother, your pussy is so beautiful.

Hehe…it’s quite fun. Sometimes I think, I gave birth to you here, and raised you to this age, it seems like I was destined…to be put back in your body.

Mom, you’re so slutty!

Child, don’t you like it when Mom is a little lewd? The way Mom is now, I can only let loose in front of you.

Mom, I like it, so…does my pussy still hurt?

No, I’m probably used to your…cock…to be honest…son…you’re so amazing, every time you fuck me until I’m in ecstasy. Since I had sex with you, I’ve tasted the joy of being a woman, it’s so beautiful, so joyful. I wish I had given myself to you the day you played with my pussy.

Mom, it’s not too late now! I only realized how pleasurable sex is after having sex with my mom, especially penetrating her vagina. It was both exciting and nerve-wracking.

Yes! Mom thinks so too. I was just overthinking it before. I never imagined having sex with my son would be so thrilling and pleasurable, like being in heaven. Anyway, my dear husband, Mom's vagina will always be yours. I'm always ready to give it to you, so cherish it!

Mom, I'm going to have you for life! I kiss Mom.

By the way, what did you wish for on your birthday last time? You can tell me now!

Mom, you know, guess... guess three times.

Hmm... no need to guess, you must have wished for Mom... to give it to you every day... right? You little pervert.

Half right isn't enough.

"Well...you...oh dear! I never would have guessed! You said it!

I hope to marry Mom and have a bunch of kids with her."

"Hehe...you little devil, you're so greedy." "But...sigh! That won't do. Our relationship can't be public, and even if it could, the law wouldn't allow it." "

Mom, I believe that one day this wish can come true, at least...in our hearts, we're already married . It doesn't have to be public

." "Hmm...you're right, but Mom really wants one day for you to truly become my husband, for Mom to walk down the aisle with you, wearing a white wedding dress..." "Sigh! When Mom got married, let alone a dress, it was all done secretly, we didn't even invite any guests."

"Mom, I believe one day we can." I kissed Mom and said. "

Sigh! Is it possible?" …Ah…unless…Mom seems to have thought of a way.

Unless what?

Hmm…we'll talk about it later! Besides…Mom is afraid that one day you'll get tired of Mom's body, think Mom is too old, and want to find a younger girl, then you won't want Mom anymore, so it's too early to say these things now.

Mom, I love you, I swear, I will only love Mom for the rest of my life, and I will definitely stay with Mom for life. I hurriedly swore.

Silly child, what swearing? It's not that Mom doesn't believe you, Mom just doesn't want to hold you back.

Mom! I only want you, I only want to be with Mom, there's no such thing as holding me back.

Sigh! Silly child… *smack*…Mom said, kissing me.

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After that, whenever my father was away, my mother and I would seize any opportunity to have sex. We were completely immersed in the pleasure of incest and couldn't extricate ourselves.

Strangely enough, my mother and I were like two wild beasts; sometimes, just a glance between us could ignite a raging fire of desire.
Several times, when my mother couldn't hold back any longer, she would put two eye drops in my father's tea to put him to sleep, and then she would come over and sleep with me under the covers, making love to each other.

Several times, while my father was engrossed in watching TV in the living room, my mother would excuse herself to take a shower. I would climb into the bathroom through the back balcony window and enjoy intimate moments with her there. After our passionate encounter, I would slip out the window.

My mother and I discovered that the more challenging the circumstances, the more intense the pleasure.

In our incestuous relationship, we discovered the joy of adultery and breaking taboos.

Sometimes, we would even flirt with each other when my father turned his back.

On several occasions during meals, I would slip my hand under my mother's skirt and caress her genitals through her panties, right in front of my father. My mother seemed to enjoy this sensation.

One evening at dinner, as usual, I teased my mother, almost making her scream. I even deliberately dropped my chopsticks on the floor, then crawled under the table pretending to retrieve them, using that brief moment to kiss her vulva.

After dinner, my father watched TV in the living room while my mother and I cleaned up in the kitchen. My mother was already quite aroused by my teasing. "

You little devil, you've really messed with me! Look, it's all wet!" My mother lifted her skirt at the counter.

Her white lace panties were soaked.

"Hehe… Mom, what are we going to do?"

"I don't care, you're responsible."

"Well... we can't just do it here...

hehe... son, do you dare?" Mom said provocatively.

"What's there to be afraid of? If Mom isn't afraid, why should I be!"

"Then... what are we waiting for?" Mom turned around.

Seeing Mom like this, I decided to go for it too, so I lifted Mom's skirt and pulled down her panties.

Mom immediately bent over, sticking her buttocks up, revealing her wet vulva. I immediately pulled down the zipper, grabbed my penis, and with a whoosh, inserted it into Mom's vagina.

"Oh... um... um..." Mom didn't dare to make too much noise, just hummed softly.

My father was watching TV in the living room, just a few steps away, while my mother and I were having sex in the kitchen. This bold act only fueled our lust.

After about ten minutes, my father suddenly walked in. "

Do you have any beer?" he asked, leaning in.

At that moment, my penis was still inside my mother's vagina from behind. My father's sudden entrance startled us both, but my mother reacted quickly, standing up slightly and pretending to wash the dishes.

My lower body was pressed tightly against my mother's buttocks, her skirt just covering the area where we were touching. I pretended to stand on tiptoe and reach into the cabinet above the sink, pretending to take something. "It's

in the refrigerator, help yourself!" my mother replied to my father.

"Oh!" My father didn't seem to notice anything amiss and opened the refrigerator next to him.

I pretended to rummage through the cabinet, saying, "Mom, don't put the salad bar so high next time, I can barely reach it, how can you reach it?"

"Oh, it's okay, did you find it?" "A little further in!"

By this time, while my mother and I were chatting back and forth, my father had already found the beer and left the kitchen.

Hehe…Mom, you mean you want me to go in a little deeper, right?

Hehe…You're such a good son, you understand what I mean. Hurry up, your cock is about to slip out.

Thank goodness! Ah…Mom, your panties! At this moment, I noticed that Mom's panties were still hanging on her calves.

Mom looked down, and we laughed at each other.

I thrust into Mom's vagina again with great frenzy, and finally, in this daring affair, we both reached a pleasant climax.

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We never knew what kind of business our father and his fellow inmate had been doing together since his release from prison. Many mysteries surrounding him remained unsolved.

What I found most strange was that it had been a year since my father returned, and he hadn't slept with my mother.

While I was happy about this, it seemed illogical. My mother was just as puzzled as I was, but she dared not ask, fearing that if she did, he would start making demands.

And one day, the mystery was finally solved.

That day, my father called as usual, saying he was going to the south for a few days. My mother and I were naturally happy; we could once again freely enjoy the pleasures of motherhood.

The very next evening, my mother and I went shopping in the city center. Amidst the bustling crowds, we spotted my father by the building in front of the train station, seemingly
waiting . We wondered why he was back so early.

A moment later, a burly man approached my father. From a distance, we could see my father give a rare, eerie smile.

Then, without saying a word, the two walked one after the other towards the park near the station.

Unable to contain our curiosity, my mother and I secretly followed them.

We saw them enter the park and head towards a dimly lit area. My mother and I followed, and then we witnessed a startling scene.

After my father and the man went into the shadows, they actually sat down hand in hand under a tree. My mother and I were startled by their actions, but we pretended to be a couple, embracing and leaning closer. Then we saw something even more shocking, and the truth came out.

We saw my father and the man kissing under the shady tree. It turned out… my father had become gay. My mother and I were truly terrified and quickly hid and left the scene.

After leaving the park, my mother and I looked at each other and burst out laughing.

Ha…ha…ha…

so that’s it…ha…Mom, it seems your charm couldn’t withstand that man, ha…

Oh my! This is disgusting, how did your father become…Oh my god! No wonder…

My mother and I finally learned the truth, and later, we learned the full story.

It turned out that a few days after my father went to prison, because he was young and thin, he was quickly sodomized. From then on, he became the sex slave of many powerful figures in the prison.

Over the next fifteen years, he became a full-fledged homosexual and also had a steady lover in prison.

His business partner, who was released a month later than him, was his lover.

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After learning the truth, my mother and I didn't expose it, but our sexual relationship became increasingly bold and unrestrained. Nourished by love, my mother became increasingly lively and mischievous, and her attire at home became increasingly sexy and revealing.

One day, after I came home from school, I saw my mother busy in the living room wearing a thin t-shirt that only reached her upper thighs. With each movement, her panties would be vaguely visible. "

You're home! Wash your face and eat." After saying this, my mother bent over in front of me, sticking out her buttocks, and tidying up the books and newspapers on the table.

Her entire panties covering her buttocks were exposed, and I was immediately aroused by the sight before me.

I boldly pulled out my penis, quickly pulled down her panties from behind, and then pressed my penis against her.

"Ah... what... what are you doing?"

"Doing it to Mom.

" "I'm not coming... sneaking up on someone... ah..." Mom whimpered, placing her hands on the table and turning her head. I forcefully thrust my penis into Mom's vagina.

"Ah... no... who does this... sneaking up on someone... ah... um..."

Mom and I started doing it in the living room.

But not long after I penetrated her, I heard the sound of the front door opening. I quickly picked Mom up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

It was Dad coming home. Mom and I ignored him and continued our lewd activities in the bathroom.

"Hehe...good son...so exciting...um...good...

yes...good mommy...you little slut...

oh...oh...good...um...fuck me..." Mom's moans echoed in the bathroom.

After a while, we were both satisfied, and I climbed out of the bathroom window onto the back balcony. "

What's wrong? I think I heard you talking just now." Dad asked after Mom came out of the bathroom. "

No, I was singing." Mom replied casually.

I slipped back to the bedroom from the back balcony, got dressed, and then naturally came out to eat.

Mom was becoming more and more enthusiastic about playing this game that teetered on the edge of exposing their affair.

Under the table, Mom kept teasing my lower body with her feet, making me eat only a few bites of food.

"Xiaoming, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Mom asked, pretending to be serious.

"Oh...no...a female mosquito keeps biting me." I said irritably.

"Female mosquito? How do you know it's female?" "

Because it feels so good when it bites me, it must be female."

I openly flirted with my mother at the dinner table.

My father had no idea what I was talking about.

Taking advantage of the moment when my father looked down to eat, my mother made a playful face at me.
After finishing dinner, my father went back to watching his TV. "

Xiaoming, come here, wipe your mouth." As soon as my father turned around, my mother handed me a cloth.

I took it and was about to wipe my mouth, but when I got to my lips, I realized it was my mother's panties.

This...

I saw my mother stick out her tongue, make another face, and then turn around and head to the kitchen like a butterfly.

I playfully slapped my mom's bottom.

"Ouch!" Mom cried out dramatically.

"What's wrong?" This time, even my father turned around to ask.

"Oh! Nothing, just bitten by a male mosquito." Mom rolled her eyes at me. With

my back to my father, I made a face at my mom back.

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My mom and I's playful relationship continues to evolve and find new ways to be interesting.

On several occasions, my mother didn't even need to give my father sleeping pills. After he fell asleep, she would openly propose to me in the living room. My father could wake up at any moment in the bedroom, and we would boldly have sex naked on the living room sofa.

It wasn't that we weren't afraid of being discovered, but since knowing my father's secret, my mother had become even less restrained. Even if she were found out, she could simply divorce him.

The reason she hadn't yet asked my father for a divorce was also because she had discovered that the secret of their incestuous relationship, combined with the thrill of the affair, was surprisingly pleasurable.

My bond with my mother had become increasingly inseparable.

Five years passed in this way with my mother's sex life. I was twenty years old and had just graduated from university.

My mother, seemingly radiant with love, appeared to be getting younger and younger. We always held hands intimately when we went out, like a couple, and no one would guess otherwise. Plus, I look a lot like my mother, so people often said we looked like a married couple. My mother was always overjoyed when people said that.

Once, we were shopping and passed a wedding dress shop, and my mother rekindled her thoughts of getting married. She said, "Even though we can't be legally husband and wife, taking some wedding photos shouldn't be a problem! As long as we spend some money, who's going to investigate our family history?"

So we happily chose a nice photography and wedding dress company to take the photos.

When Mom put on her makeup and wore her white bridal gown, she looked even more stunning. "

Mom, you're so beautiful," I whispered behind her. "

Sigh! Wearing this, I really felt like your wife, it's a pity… I can't publicly wear it and have a wedding with you."

"Mom, we don't need these mundane formalities, do we?"

That's true, but every woman dreams of this day her whole life; you won't understand a woman's feelings.

"Mom…" I kissed her to comfort her.

And so, the first step of our mother-son wedding was completed.

I openly hung a huge wedding photo of my son and me on my bedroom wall, simply covering it with a moderately sized celebrity poster.
Ever since the wedding photos were taken, my mother had been obsessed with the wedding.

Later, she came up with a rather complicated plan. Through introductions, after filtering and screening, she found a Vietnamese woman whose birth date on her passport was the same as hers, and gave her a Chinese name exactly like her mother's: Lin Jieyu.

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And that's how my wedding began.

After all the legal procedures were completed, my mother was overjoyed to see our names on the marriage certificate. My spouse's name was also filled in on my ID card.

At the wedding banquet, when the officiant asked, "

Ms. Lin Jieyu, do you take Mr. Chen Wenming to be your wife, to live with him for the rest of your life?"

I was the only one who heard my mother whisper beside me, "

I do!"

I turned to look at my mother, our eyes met, and she looked at me with boundless love. I openly lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "

I do too, my dear wife. From this day forward, you are my wife."

Tears welled in my mother's eyes, and she whispered in my ear, " I

love you, my good son, my good husband. I've always been yours." And so, I married my mother. In our new house, my mother, wearing her wedding dress, and I completed our wedding night's sexual ceremony. The next day, my mother gave the Vietnamese bride a considerable sum of money, bought her a plane ticket home, and sent her back to Vietnam. The next step was for my mother to go home and confront my father, explaining that she had known about his homosexuality all along. His secret exposed, and his shame, led him to agree to a divorce. The divorce was finalized that very afternoon, and he took the money and flew off with his gay lover. After everything was completed, I hung my mother and my wedding photo on the wall of our new house. Although some of my mother's arrangements might have been legally questionable, things went surprisingly smoothly. My mother officially moved in with me and we began living as a married couple. She also made a point of greeting the neighbors and introducing her husband—me. A few days later, everyone knew we were husband and wife, and my mother and I could openly show our affection in public. That evening, my mother wore her wedding dress again, and after we kissed in the living room, I carried her to our new home. "Xiao Jie, how many children do you think we should have?" " Husband and son, I really want to have a lot of children with you, but I'm afraid that because we're so closely related, the children won't be healthy." " Hmm...that's true. Then let's not have children. Let's just stay together for life." "Okay? My dearest mother." "Hmm! Aren't you going to carry me inside?" "Mom wants you." My mother's concerns are valid. I don't want having children to disrupt my life with my mother. I carried my mother into the new room, placed her on the bed, and took off her dress, her sexy bra, and her lace panties. I also stripped naked, raised my penis, parted my mother's labia, and inserted it into her overflowing, wet vagina. Oh…good husband…good son…your cock is getting thicker and thicker…Mom loves your big cock…Mom loves being fucked by you…fuck Mom to death…dear son…oh…it's so great…fuck your little cunt Mom…call me…call me Mom…call me Xiao Jie…big cock brother… Mom…Xiao Jie…little cunt Mom…do you like your son fucking you…

I love it… Mom loves having her own son penetrate her… So beautiful… So good… Mom’s pussy… Only for her own son to fuck… Oh… Fuck me… Fuck me… Mom is about to ascend to heaven… Ah… Long live… So wonderful… Oh…

My son and I shouted out our lewd moans and cries without any restraint in our new house, no longer afraid of being heard.

Mom… I’m going to cum…

Good… Mom wants to cum too… Ah…

My son and I reached orgasm at the same time.

Although we were told not to get pregnant, my mother and I were partying day and night and didn’t pay much attention to insurance. My mother still got pregnant. After discussing it, we decided to have an abortion because my mother, like me, didn’t want our world to be ruined.

Later, we wanted to completely avoid all our relatives and friends who had known us before.

We moved to an even more distant place to continue our loving life together.

The End.

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