Mom's Big Boy

This is a rather perverse novel, featuring incest, urine-drinking, and adultery. Those who enjoy extreme content may want to check it out. This is probably a medium-length story; to avoid pissing you off, I'll just post the whole thing at once. Please enjoy it at your leisure. A warning to all perverts: Sexual intercourse can "result in death," so please do not engage in it. Sexual intercourse can lead to "contagion" (i.e., contracting sexually transmitted diseases), so please think carefully before having sex.

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It is 3:00 PM, and Vick Fairbright has spent several hours by the pool in her backyard. During this time, she has drunk some iced coffee, swam for a while, read one of her favorite erotic novels, and finally lay there sunbathing.

More than an hour later, she finished her iced coffee and prepared to go back to the house to use the restroom. Vick's backyard was quite secluded, so she was only wearing a very revealing bikini. Vick was a very modern woman, and she frequently attended church, but she had never worn such revealing clothing in public before. If anyone saw her walking barefoot around the room, they would be deeply impressed. In short, Vick looked like an innocent angel.

She was 34 years old and a mother of 15-year-old twins, yet her figure was still so slender, and her skin so soft and smooth, just like Connie—her daughter. In fact, just last week, Vick had been questioned about whether she was of legal age at the hotel.

She not only looked incredibly young, but she was also a stunning beauty. Her hair, as black as jade, combined with her classically beautiful face, exuded an incredible allure. Her deep black, phoenix-shaped eyes, like autumn water, complemented her flawless complexion, making everyone who saw her fall in love. Her figure

also maintained a very graceful curve. Her breasts were probably medium to large, very round, and each small, delicate breast had a proud, pink nipple. Even when her swimsuit was pulled open, her breasts did not sag in the slightest; or more precisely, whether she was lying on her back or prone, her breasts remained firm.

She had a slender waist and a flat stomach, her legs were long and shapely, and at the top of her legs, her buttocks, encased in a bikini, possessed an unparalleled curve. From the front, her thick, dark pubic hair peeked restlessly from her bikini bottoms; she was very sensitive, so she had never shaved her dark triangle of pubic hair.

She knew that no matter what she wore in the room now, she wouldn't be disturbed. Her husband, Danny, had gone out in the morning; she'd heard he was going on a business trip, probably to a five-day conference. Danny was 50 years old, much older than Vick, and she loved him deeply for his witty remarks. He worked hard every day so that the family could live comfortably. As a loving father, he gave her all his tenderness and gentleness.

If there was a flaw in their marriage, it was the lack of harmonious sex between them. Although she repeatedly convinced herself that she didn't crave it, she subconsciously knew that wasn't the case. She had never seen another man's naked body, but she knew that Danny's penis, less than four inches long, was definitely on the shorter side. When his penis was erect—though not very hard, and not very frequent—it was only slightly larger than her thumb.

Although she was sometimes tempted by other men, she only wavered once, a few months after her marriage when she was 18, and now she had almost completely forgotten about it. Since then, she had strived to control herself and remain a chaste woman.

She loved her husband and was absolutely loyal to him, and since that one loss of control, she had vowed to remain chaste. Her husband couldn't give her an orgasm, but she could learn to pleasure herself with her fingers. Now she was going upstairs to the bathroom, and after washing her hands and face, she decided to spend the rest of the time in her sexual fantasies.

Vick's daughter, Connie, and some friends had gone camping and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Her son, Steven, was home, but he'd been out all night, not returning until 11:00 AM. After eating a few eggs and some salted meat, he went straight to bed, and she figured he wouldn't wake up for hours.

Vick was a little worried about what her son had been up to last night, especially since he'd come home just as late the night before. This wasn't the first time; since summer vacation started, he'd often been out all night. She'd heard he was a womanizer, but she was hesitant to ask where he'd been, knowing he'd give her all sorts of excuses.

Vick's sister, Bonnie, wasn't as glamorous as Vick, but she was still a beauty, 28 years old, and supposedly the prettiest woman in their town, along with Steven.

Vick didn't like hearing people say her son was a womanizer, even though she often heard it from Bonnie. Was Bonnie right? Steven—her son—really sleeping with girls? What was he doing? Why was he often out all night?

Vick walked barefoot up the carpeted stairs without making a sound. As she expected, Steven's bedroom door was closed, so she went to the bathroom.

She was a little surprised because Steven wasn't asleep at all; he was showering, staring absently out the window, completely lost in thought, before opening the bathroom door and drying himself with a towel. Just as Steven came out, he bumped into Vick, who stood there dumbfounded.

She could see her 15-year-old son's body clearly, and for a moment, she was completely at a loss. Of course, Vick wasn't unfamiliar with Steven's body, but this time, she realized he had grown up.

He was remarkably well-developed, like a 20-year-old boy, even more mature. His neatly trimmed short blond hair framed his handsome face, and besides being handsome, he possessed a masculine air; his chest was broad, covered in golden curls, and his hands and chest were muscular and powerful, though there were still some remnants of immaturity there.

His mother was deeply attracted to his masculine upper body, and incidentally, her eyes moved downwards. Good heavens! She had seen many men's buttocks on the beach, but her son's, surrounded by fine golden down, was undoubtedly the most beautiful. Just imagining her son's buttocks was enough to keep her from fantasizing about anything else during her masturbation for the next month.

When her son's penis came into her view, she was completely captivated.

Her thoughts drifted back to a summer 16 years ago when she called a repairman to fix her air conditioner.

She was 18, and her husband was 35, short and fat. She was a virgin when they got married. Although Danny was the only man she had ever slept with, she always felt she had missed something wonderful.

The repairman, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, had an athletic physique, and he was handsome. A noticeable bulge in his crotch caught her eye. As he worked, she stood around him, seizing every opportunity to admire his muscular physique, a physique she had only occasionally seen before.

Just as he finished, she offered him a cold drink. This repairman, who had previously earned more from hungry housewives than at the air conditioning company, knew from this moment on that he could have her.

She had set the trap, and he reached out and embraced her, kissing her passionately. The closeness of his strong body, the overwhelming scent of his masculinity, his tongue probing her hot mouth—Vick felt like she was going crazy.

Just as his hand entered her vagina, she snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

"No," she said. "I'm a newlywed, I love my husband. Oh, I'm so sorry, I was out of my mind, please leave!"

The repairman knew she was just playing hard to get. "I know you really need me," he said gently. "See, I won't touch you anymore, I just want you to look at me. If you still want me to leave, I'll turn around and leave without a word. Okay?"

She wanted him to stay, but she couldn't let go of her inner turmoil. He made her sit down, then stood in front of her and took off his shorts, revealing a pair of oversized briefs underneath, probably custom-made for his body.

She saw that his was larger than her husband's, but as he took off his white cotton briefs, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her husband's penis, when erect, was only the size of her thumb, but this repairman's semi-erect penis was already as thick as her waist (Note: Do not doubt, this is how it is written in the original text, I have not mistranslated).

As he slowly took off his briefs, she anticipated seeing his entire penis. Finally, his penis was fully exposed, and it was astonishingly huge! Then, she saw his testicles; her husband's were the size of marbles, encased in a small, smooth scrotum; while the repairman's were the size of a golf ball, his scrotum large and covered in hair. This masculine body held a fatal allure for her, and she was utterly powerless against it.

"Should I leave?" he asked one last time.

Vick's head throbbed; she knew it was a betrayal of God and infidelity to her beloved husband, but she was completely unable to control herself. Electric currents surged through her vagina; for the first time, she understood the immense power a woman craved in a man.

"No, you stay here," she whispered, "I need you."

"What do you need from me?" he asked, determined to conquer her further.

"I need your cock," she said, "I want you to fuck me."

As she spoke, her shyness vanished, and she reached out and grasped his penis, caressing it with irresistible tenderness. She gently stroked it up and down, and in less than a minute, it was erect. It was about 11 inches long from start to finish, she later estimated, and she couldn't even fully grasp it with both hands.

She moved her mouth to his crotch, but he pulled away. "Beg me," he said, "if you want to eat my cock."

"Oh, God!" she cried, "Please, I want you, I want to eat your cock."

He laughed wildly, "Which is better, your husband's or yours?"

She blushed; was he humiliating her? "Please," she pleaded, "don't ask me these things."

"If you want to eat my cock, you have to say it," he persisted. "Is it because your husband can't satisfy you?"

She gave in. "Yes." She groaned, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. "I want a real man, I want you."

"Oh, that's enough." He bent down slightly, bringing his buttocks less than an inch from her face. "Then first, you have to lick my asshole clean

with your tongue." She stared mesmerized at his hairy buttocks, fine hairs growing in the deep cleft, the stench of a man mixed with feces and sweat wafting towards her—this was the place he wanted her to lick.

"I can't do that," she pleaded. "Don't make me do such a shameful thing."

"You'd better do it now, or I'm leaving."

She had no choice but to bend down and press her lips against the cleft between his buttocks. The taste was unbearable, and she struggled to extend her small, pink tongue to explore it.

"Okay!" he shouted, "Harder, clean me up with your wet tongue!"

Her moist tongue began to slide up and down the cleft of his buttocks; the taste was a little bitter, but not as unbearable as she had imagined. And licking the cleft, including the elastic skin and the wrinkled anus, aroused her as well.

"A little deeper, more," he commanded again.

She thought she might die from it, but she did as he said, pressing her tongue against his anus and pushing it in forcefully. Slowly, her tongue slipped into the tight passage, the warm rectal walls enveloping it. He groaned with satisfaction, while her tongue continued to move back and forth, carefully licking, trying to avoid eating his excrement.

Soon after, he withdrew. Vick didn't want to admit she enjoyed licking anuses, but the itching in her vagina was stronger than ever; she almost desperately wanted his penis.

"Now let's take it slow!" he said, pulling her face close to his penis.

She leaned forward slightly, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. It started slowly; she licked his penis as if eating a giant lollipop, her saliva wetting his erect shaft. Then she moved to his testicles, sucking on his virile scrotum with adoration, like a worshipping god.

She returned to his penis, opening her lips and taking his glans into her mouth, only reaching a few inches below the massive head. Just as she felt his glans pressing against her throat, her vagina began its first orgasm. In ecstasy, she tried to swallow his enormous penis as deeply as possible, but more than half remained outside, which she had to soothe with her hands.

He gently stroked her chin and cheek, and she continued her teasing movements, trying her best to give him more pleasure. His penis grew harder in her mouth, seemingly no longer satisfied with the status quo, and he began to thrust. She sucked desperately until he ejaculated.

Time and again, large amounts of semen entered her throat. She had never imagined that a man could ejaculate so much semen; her husband always ejaculated only a little. The hot semen shot deep into her throat, bringing her trembling pleasure, and she climaxed again, more intensely than the first time, surpassing any of her previous orgasms.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded. "If you want me to beg, even kneel down, I'll do it. My cunt is waiting for your big cock. I need you to fill me up. I want a real man. My husband can never give me what I need because he only has a little boy's cock, while you have a weapon full of manliness. I beg you, please put your cock in quickly!"

"Okay, if you want me to fuck you, little woman, you need to beg more. You have to understand, I have a family to support, and working at the air conditioning company alone can't solve anything. The cock you want is my lifeline, and I can't give it to you so easily."

It took Vick several minutes to understand what he meant, after all, she was the most beautiful woman in town. She betrayed her religious beliefs and the fidelity she was supposed to have for her husband, succumbing to this scoundrel's sexual temptations. She licked his ass and tasted his anus. But now, this man said that if she wanted him to take her to commit crimes, she would have to pay him.

He knew she was so deeply involved! He knew his penis was irresistible to her! Although it was true, she really wanted that big penis, no matter what he asked for.

Trembling, tears streaming down her face again, she calmly asked, "How much will it cost you to fuck me?"

“That’s right, I’m glad we’ve reached an agreement.” He was extremely pleased with himself. “Of course, I’ll repay you. I’ll fuck you until your husband with the little boy’s dick comes home, I’ll fuck you until the King comes for the excessively low tax rates (Note: This is a metaphor. During the colonial period, British rulers sent troops to increase exploitation, but the King of England never set foot on the American continent. This implies that it can go on for as long as he wants, or to put it more elegantly, forever). Hmm… I think it’ll be at least a thousand dollars.”

Vick’s jaw almost dropped: “A thousand dollars!!!”

Danny completely trusted her, and he had transferred all his money to her name, even a blank bank draft. But by this time, he had already reinvested all the money he had earned, and now they only had two thousand dollars left to get through these few rainy days. Should she give him half of her husband's hard-earned money to have sex with her?

The repairman smiled at her, seeing her face turn pale the moment he mentioned the amount, and slowly fiddled with his large penis, which soon became hard again.

After glancing at this magnificent thing, Vick finally gave in. "Fine," she said sadly, walking to the table and writing a check: "Use this to cash, and you'll have a thousand dollars." She handed him the check, shedding two more tears.

He smiled, took the check, put it in his pocket, and then turned to face her. He took her hand and gave her a deep French kiss. She responded, completely forgetting all her humiliation, and her desire surged again.

The repairman picked her up, climbed the stairs to the master bedroom, and quickly stripped her of all her clothes, gazing at her beautiful body. Then, he removed his last few garments—a t-shirt, shoes, and socks—and lay down beside her. She thought: he was lying naked in her husband's bed, while she was using her husband's money to demand that he fuck her hard here.

He kissed her passionately, and their bodies were already intertwined. He kissed every part of her face, and these gestures only made this beautiful woman need him more. He nibbled at her ear, giving her a completely new kind of stimulation; his kisses moved to her neck and shoulders, but he spent the most time passionately kissing her armpits. Her husband never bothered to kiss her face, ears, or armpits, and she was completely captivated by his elaborate teasing, her senses running faster through her.

Finally, he reached her breasts, sucking and kneading them like an artist passionately admiring their work. He knew exactly how to stimulate a woman's breasts to arouse her; he bit her left breast in his mouth while his fingers played with her right. She experienced her third orgasm of the morning, each more intense than the ones her husband had given her, and the repairman hadn't even touched her genitals yet.

By now, his mouth had moved to her lower abdomen, his tongue lightly nibbling around her navel, while his chin rested against the upper edge of her densely forested delta. He reached her pubic hair, burying his face and fingers among the curls. Her vagina released a large amount of lubrication, which splashed onto his face as he played with her pubic hair.

"Your pubic hair is truly beautiful," he whispered. "It's the most beautiful vagina I've ever seen. Believe me, I've seen thousands upon thousands of vaginas."

"I suppose men like to shave or trim them, right?" she replied.

“Those guys aren’t real men, they’re just boys, they’re all shit. Actually, they’re all afraid of you, the real woman. I’ve never thought a manicured cunt is prettier than your natural one.”

He continued licking her, deftly slipping his tongue into her vulva, wolfing down her love juices, which had been flowing from her cunt ever since their first kiss.

“Your love juices taste so delicious!” he praised, inserting two fingers into her vagina to stimulate her G-spot, while his tongue attacked her clitoris. Her vulva attracted his attention more than her breasts, and during his half-hour of licking, she had reached orgasm three or more times.

He got up and pressed himself against her, facing her, his huge, hard penis pressed against her lower abdomen. She wanted him inside her. "Fuck me now!" she cried.

"Don't rush, wash my face with your tongue first." His face was covered in her gushing fluid.

She happily licked and tasted her own salty, strongly scented fluid. "Now, fuck me... fuck me... pound me hard!" she moaned.

He looked down at her; she was unbelievably beautiful. He wasn't exaggerating; he had indeed slept with thousands of women, including all sorts of beauties—movie stars, singers, international models, and so on—but they all paled in comparison to this 18-year-old's face and body. She looked incredibly innocent and pitiful, which fueled his desire to conquer her; the mere thought of it made his penis even harder.

He aimed his weapon at the entrance to Vick's lush, verdant garden, thrusting forward, his glans parting her dark pubic hair and penetrating her. On the first insertion, he only went in five inches before Vick cried out in ecstasy.

He tried to penetrate deeper; the depths of her vagina remained untouched virgin territory. His thick penis pushed against the resistance of the vaginal walls, reaching the very depths of her body. She climaxed again. He stopped there, enjoying the increasingly tight contractions of the vaginal muscles pressing against his glans.

Just as her climax was fading, he withdrew a few inches, then thrust in again...again and again, until his enormous member was completely inside her.

She almost instantly fell in love with the feeling, something she had never experienced before in her life. "Oh...fuck me! Fuck me hard! I can't believe there's a man with such a big cock like you," she moaned, feeling the relentless thrusting.

His hard cock moved in and out, slowly at first, then faster at the end. Orgasm after orgasm nearly made her faint; she didn't even know how many she had.

After a while, they changed positions; this time, he attacked her from behind. They had tried all sorts of positions, and now he had her on all fours in a doggy-style position for one last thrust.

"Oh... God! I don't think you can penetrate deep, but you can try," she moaned.

This position aroused him even more; looking at her beautiful buttocks, her lovely back, her beautiful black hair, and her two breasts hanging on her chest, all of this made his huge cock slam into her thick pubic hair, straight to the bottom of her vagina.

After they had been fucking for about an hour, he also came. Harder than in her mouth, his cock rammed wildly inside her without restraint, like a beast catching its prey. Minutes later, she felt his ejaculate slam deep inside her, sending her into another unimaginable orgasm.

They were exhausted and collapsed onto the bed, and even now, she could still feel the size of his penis inside her. As it finally withdrew, a large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out; she thought it probably filled a spoonful.

"Oh... God! Your semen has made a complete mess of my husband's bed."

"Well, at least he doesn't know," the repairman said smugly.

A wave of shame washed over Vickers; she had actually heard someone talking about her beloved husband in such a tone, but the desire still lingered within her, and the thought was fleeting.

His penis quickly regained its strength, and she gasped in surprise. She thought, "My poor husband Danny only gets it twice a week."

"Oh! I wish we could make love all day long," she said.

"Of course!" he replied.

"But can you keep your penis hard all day?"

he laughed. "Don't think of me like your useless husband. I'm telling you, you're making love with a real man."

He let her touch his penis, and to her astonishment, even though he had ejaculated just ten minutes earlier, it was hard again. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with admiration and adoration, and they made love again.

That afternoon, they made love again and again… they didn't know how many times they did it. Even sixteen years later, she still remembered the repairman ejaculating six times, and her countless orgasms throughout the day—perhaps hundreds!

He left ten minutes before her husband returned home, convinced he had found a regular client. But that night, Vick had an epiphany; she realized she shouldn't deceive her husband anymore.

The repairman called a few days later, his sexy voice making her genitals and body tremble. She wanted him more than anything else in the world, but in the end, she firmly and resolutely rejected him.

The following year, she gave birth to twins, Connie and Steven.

She forced herself not to think about their birthday being nine months after the day she made love to the repairman. She simply prayed that they were the children of Danny, the man she loved, who had planted them inside her. But today, when she saw her son's penis, she knew that the repairman, whose name she didn't even know, was their father.

All the memories flooded back to Vick, but the reality before her brought her back to her senses. A large, limp penis covered in golden pubic hair hung limply at Steven's knees, Vick thought, as if the repairman were standing right in front of her.

But she knew for certain that it was her son's penis, even harder and bigger than the repairman's. The repairman's penis was about 11 inches long when semi-erect, while her son's was already a foot long when flaccid; when erect, she couldn't grasp the repairman's penis with both hands, but her son's flaccid penis was already as thick.

The perfectly curved penis hung there, with a pair of enormous testicles at its base. Vick remembered the repairman's testicles, the size of golf balls, the kind of copious amount of semen that could only be produced by such large testicles; her son's testicles were like two large eggs, though she could never buy eggs that big.

Vick had ample time to observe her son's muscular body, because he was completely stunned and hadn't expected her to come in.

He was her son, whom she had carried for ten months, whom she had nurtured from infancy. From this moment on, she could no longer see him as a little boy; now she had to see him as a man, a real man. His face was more attractive and handsome than any star's, his physique surpassed the imagination of any ancient Roman sculptor, and he possessed countless other virtues. Of all the men she knew, he was unique.

She remembered her sister Bonnie's words: "The most beautiful woman in the country was born in this town." She had always thought this wasn't an exaggeration, but a fact. Now she had to admit that this assertion was not an exaggeration but a truth, and the sight before her when she first stepped into the bathroom left her speechless with astonishment.

A few seconds later, her surprise subsided, followed by overwhelming excitement; she couldn't wait any longer. She had only intended to use the restroom and then masturbate, but when her son stood naked before her, she felt a surge of energy coursing through her body. She recalled the pleasurable times with the repairman—how joyful she had been then! But this time seemed even more exhilarating.

Staring at his newly grown pubic hair, his large, hairy scrotum, and his alluring penis, she couldn't control herself. She didn't care where she was. Her left hand reached for her breast, her right slid down to her crotch, stimulating both her nipples and clitoris simultaneously. Just before her fingers probed her hairy vulva, she experienced an explosive orgasm, a gasp of pleasure escaping her lips.

Immediately, Steven turned to look at his nearly naked mother. She was clearly in the throes of orgasm, one hand on her breast, the other caressing her alluring triangle. The sight of her son's naked body made her slightly embarrassed, but she still turned away and pulled down her bikini. His

reason and lust were struggling, but ultimately lust prevailed. She was the most beautiful woman in the country, just as his aunt had told her. He usually got an erection when he saw her in a bikini, and he would always hide his erection with embarrassment. But this was the first time he had seen her breasts and her bushy pubic hair. As he watched, his mother struck the most lewd pose, and as he observed, he knew that his mother had reached orgasm from seeing his naked body.

He had long known that his handsome appearance, beautiful figure, and huge penis were irresistible to any woman, and he was very satisfied with his conditions. With these, he could easily caress their curvaceous bodies and have sex with them.

Steven had lost his virginity a year ago, a fact known to everyone except his mother. And since that day, he had slept with nearly two hundred women, and since his first seduction, he had never failed. But with his own mother, he wasn't sure she would be as easily hooked as any of the women he'd seduced. However, the thought of "Mom reaching orgasm just by seeing me" greatly encouraged him, and almost immediately, his penis became erect.

Vick watched as his penis stood up, slowly growing harder and bigger, as if by magic, in less than a minute, it was erect like an arrow, standing proudly beneath her son's abdomen.

Vick's orgasm had passed, but she was still excited. Looking at her son's penis, she estimated it to be about 15 inches long from head to toe. Indeed, her estimate wasn't too far off; it was thicker than she had imagined.

After a moment of silence, they stared at each other with lustful eyes.

"Stephen," the silence grew unbearable, and she spoke up, "I just needed to use the restroom. I didn't expect you to be here; I thought you'd be sleeping in the bedroom."

"Yes, I woke up and wanted to take a shower." He was a little embarrassed. "I was thinking about something and had no idea you were in."

Vick knew he'd seen her climax, and she was almost certain he had. She tried to explain, "Stephen, when I saw you, I thought you were incredibly manly, very handsome, and…and…well, I've never seen a man with such a big penis before. I lost control. Can you forgive me?"

“Of course, Mom.” He blushed slightly, but also felt a surge of excitement; his penis remained as hard as an iron rod. “You don’t need to apologize. You’re an unparalleled beauty, and I couldn’t help but look at you just now.”

Vick could sense his desire, just as she did. “Stephen, I want to touch you. I know I’m your mother, and incest is the most serious crime, but I just can’t help thinking this.”

“Oh! Mom, I want you to touch me too,” he replied. “Take off your bikini so I can touch your beautiful body.”

Not daring to look at him, she began to remove her bikini, which was already half-undone, revealing first her rounded breasts, and then her hairy pubic area.

"Turn around, Mom, turn slowly." His voice became hoarse, filled with countless lustful desires: "Let me see Mom's beautiful body clearly."

She did as her son asked, and as she turned her back to him, she bent over, revealing her two white buttocks, her black triangle covered with pubic hair, and her curly pubic hair; her small, slightly pink vulva was covered with glistening love fluid, as if to prove that her orgasm had just happened.

A strong scent emanated from her crotch, enveloping and tempting him. "Perhaps we should go to the bedroom, Mom, but you just said you needed to use the restroom."

She had almost forgotten about it, but as he mentioned it, she felt the need to go. Her bladder had been swollen since she was at the pool, and now, with the added arousal, she felt it was even more swollen.

"Okay. Why don't you go to the bedroom first, Danny? I'll be right there," Vick suggested.

He kept staring intently into her eyes. "No, I want to stay here. I want to see how Mom's hot, golden urine flows from your beautiful cunt."

She was about to warn him against using profanity when she realized that finding fault in this situation was utterly absurd. The thought of her son watching the urine flow from her vulva with lustful eyes sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

'I'm peeing in front of my own son, and later I'm going to suck his cock and let him fuck me nonstop—it terrifies me,' she thought to herself. 'I do have a cunt, Steven wasn't wrong, and calling a vulva a cunt isn't wrong either.' She

headed for the bathroom, but Steven grabbed her and made her straddle the bathtub while he lay at the bottom, his face directly facing her vulva. "Oh my God!" she thought, "He actually wants to see this, he wants me to pee on his face!"

She straddled his broad chest, arching her back, so he could see his mother's beautiful, hairy vulva clearly. With her fingers, she gracefully parted the dark pubic hair, revealing her pink, glistening vulva. He stared at the wetness, while she strained her muscles, trying to relax and squeeze the urine out of her full bladder.

After a while, at first only a few thin streams of yellow liquid appeared, then stopped; then, suddenly, another stream appeared, and a torrent of her urine gushed from her beautiful vulva.

The urine made a "whooshing" sound as it flowed from her urethra, the small but powerful jets striking his chest with surprising force, some splashing onto his neck, shoulders, and face. He felt the urine was so hot.

The smell of the woman's urine intensified his passion; he tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide to catch the gushing stream, and swallowed mouthful after mouthful. Her urine was still flowing; he caught some with his hands and smeared it on his face and hair.

Her gushing stream of urine lasted for a minute, then slowly subsided. Just as the last few drops were flowing out, Steven lifted his lips and licked up every last drop he could find.

The next moment, he climbed up, wrapped his arms around his mother's neck, pulled her face close to his, and plunged his tongue into her mouth, kissing her passionately. This was mother and son's first sexual kiss; they greedily exchanged saliva, savoring the strong taste of her own urine still lingering in her son's mouth.

Looking at his mother's beauty and tasting her urine, Steven was nearing climax. A minute before ejaculation, he got up, preparing his mother to eat his semen. She did as she was told, opening her mouth wide to take her son's glans in. To allow the large penis to enter, she had to stretch her chin to its limit.

She gripped the hot shaft, stunned by its hardness and size. It was as hard as the repairman's, but her son's penis was even firmer; she thought, this large penis alone could support her weight. With her thumb and forefinger spread wide, she used both hands to hold the base of the penis in place.

He was about to explode; with his mother's warm, moist mouth holding the glans, and her hands constantly caressing it, he was eager to ejaculate. Although she was soothing his penis with her hands and mouth, she wasn't having an easy time either. Knowing it wouldn't be long before she had to frantically rub her son's throbbing penis, she was forced to continue.

After a few strokes, her mouth received its first ejaculation. She still remembered the repairman's astonishing volume of semen, and this was only the first ejaculation from her son Steven's penis, which was comparable to the repairman's. Yet, the amount was almost equal to the total amount her husband had ejaculated in a month.

Steven didn't stop ejaculating; ejaculation erupted like a volcano, continuously spraying into her mouth. She swallowed large gulps, but much still leaked out.

After more than ten ejaculations, his penis slowly subsided. Steven's ejaculation was enough to leave any man speechless. He watched with delight as his copious semen filled his mother's mouth. He knew she was still pent up, desperately needing to release her pent-up desire. He pressed his lips to her vulva, skillfully moving his tongue between her hot, fleshy opening and clitoris.

In just a few minutes, her son's expert oral sex brought Vick to her peak. She moaned breathlessly, her body filled with pleasure. Steven continued to lick her newly flowing fluids. Vick was already a little exhausted, squeezing her legs together to clamp her son's face, trying to make his nose and mouth fit more tightly against her anus and vulva. But this action almost made him breathless. She bent down, resting on his groin, and licked the copious amount of semen clinging to his penis with a smile. Now his penis was only 12 inches long, nestled among his golden-brown pubic hair.

After resting for a few minutes, they got up, showered, dried themselves, and went to Vick's bedroom together.

"Lie down, Mom," Steven said. "Now I'm going to officially fuck you, in your and Daddy's bed, I'm going to fill your cunt

with your son's cock." These words made Vick blush; she knew how utterly reprehensible her actions were. Her affair with the repairman was already hopelessly bad, but now, she had gone so far as to have sex with her own son, right in her husband's bed! Others wouldn't even dare to dream of it, but she had made it a reality. How could she face Danny again?

But Steven kissed her, sweeping away all these guilty thoughts. He placed his hand on her vulva, playing with her curly pubic hair. "Oh my god! I love this." He sighed, reaching out to touch her pubic hair.

She wriggled on the bed, bringing her face close to his crotch, which was now clean. She made him turn over, then kissed his two alluring buttocks, before burying her head in his cleft, teasing his anus with her tongue. She remembered how disgusted she had been when the repairman asked her to lick his anus, but now she had overcome that disgust and was even excited by it. She felt no aversion to her son's clean, tight anus.

After licking the cleft several times, her tongue slipped into his anus. She had to forcefully push open his tight sphincter to penetrate, finally sending her tongue completely into the passage surrounded by the hot, moist rectal walls. Her tongue swirled inside, sending waves of pleasurable sensations through her. She thought to herself, 'This is Steven—my son, and my tongue is inside his anus.' She

probed her tongue as deeply as possible into his rectum, moving it back and forth. His penis became erect again, regaining its original firmness, but she didn't rush to stimulate it. She spent a long time wetting his golden-brown pubic hair, and then she moved her tongue to his huge testicles.

His loose scrotum tightly enveloped his two enormous testicles, and she knew this was the source of her son's masculinity. She licked his scrotum intently for almost fifteen minutes, and although he painfully begged her to soothe his throbbing penis, he didn't urge her now.

Her tongue sent shivers down his spine, and he thought to himself, 'This is my mother; she's licking my anus, tasting my feces, and now she's licking my testicles.'

Finally, she turned her attention to his enormous weapon. Looking at it standing tall and exuding regal authority, she couldn't help but lick it, kiss it, and swallow part of it, comforting her son's penis with her mouth.

She stepped back, ready for her son to have sex with her. Lying on her back, legs spread wide, she moaned and begged, "Fuck me! Steven, put your unbelievably big cock in my cunt. I want you, you want to fuck me now."

He decided to tease her: "Mom, but I'm your son. Do you want your son's big cock in your cunt? Are you sure you only want your son, and not anyone else, to fuck your vagina?"

"Oh! Steven, don't do this to me. Fuck me! I need you so much. Please, don't humiliate me, just fuck me, let me taste your big, hard cock, I want it inside me."

“Then what are you going to tell Daddy? What if he finds out that his beloved wife is letting his son have sex with her, and in his own bed? Why don’t you wait until he finishes his business meeting before letting him fuck your hot cunt?” he said.

“Fuck me! Steven, fuck me now, please…please!” she sobbed helplessly.

“No, unless you tell me why you want me—your son—to fuck you, instead of waiting for Daddy to fuck you.”

“Are you really trying to force me to tell you, Steven?” she lamented. He smiled. "Yes, if you want my big cock in your hairy hole, you'd better tell me why you'd rather let me do it than Daddy."

She gave in, tears streaming down her face. "Fine, you're my son, but you're a real man. I can't be satisfied without your cock. I love your father, always have, and always will. I love him so much, but he can't satisfy me like you do. He doesn't have a cock as big as yours."

"You mean his cock isn't as big as mine?"

"Yes, oh! Steven, stop torturing me. You know that perfectly well. Your cock is three times the size of Danny's. Oh... please, fuck me already!" Throughout the entire conversation, her eyes never left his cock for a moment.

As she praised his large penis, Steven grew increasingly excited; it was now even hotter and harder than before. "You mean, a man's penis determines whether he's a real man?" he said. "Is this what you mean, because my penis is bigger and harder, you think you're more of a man than your husband?"

"That's right," she almost shouted.

"Then you'll say this: you want your son to plug your hole with his big penis because your husband isn't a man."

"Yes, I want your penis inside me, I want you to fuck me. I said, I beg you to fuck me! Please fuck me!"

"No, you're not saying it the way I said it," he insisted.

“Okay,” she cried again, tears welling in her eyes, “Stephen, my son, I want you to fuck my cunt with your hard, big, hot cock. You’re a real man, so handsome, so powerful, you’re like a sex god, I worship you, I’d do anything for you, just for your sacred cock. My husband’s cock is too small, he’s not a man, but you are. Oh…fuck me!”

He loved hearing her say that, and he kissed her passionately, more fiercely than ever before. He told her that as long as she worshipped him, his cock would always be hard for his mother. She knew she truly worshipped her son’s cock, that was an undeniable fact, no matter how good Danny was to her, he couldn’t satisfy her.

She kissed him back, gently holding his cock and testicles with her left hand. Now he was in position, aiming his rock-hard cock at the entrance of her hairy vulva. He parted her wet labia with the glans and slid into her fleshy opening, which seemed a little small compared to his enormous penis. Gently, he thrust forward, using her abundant love juices as lubricant, his cock slowly sliding into her soaking wet opening. On

the first insertion, he only pushed in a few inches, including the glans, and Vick already felt as if her son's cock was going to tear her in two, but she knew she could accommodate it completely, and she urged him to hurry.

After sliding back and forth a few times, he pushed in about an inch more. Vick was overjoyed; her vaginal walls had never been so stretched, and she felt an extraordinary fullness. But her son's penis was so thick that it even caused her a tearing pain, a sensation that even the repairman's large penis couldn't provide.

After several attempts, Steven thrust in for the third time, and Vick experienced a powerful orgasm. With each thrust, his large penis penetrated inch by inch, and she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

He was now penetrating to the same depth as the repairman, but his extraordinary girth gave her a feeling of complete fullness she had never experienced before. He continued to push in, and now his penis was penetrating to a depth that no other man could achieve.

“Stephen,”—she no longer wanted to call him son, just as he was behaving like a real man—“you’ve penetrated to a depth no man has ever reached. My body is still virgin territory at that depth, Stephen. You’ve made your mother feel incredibly happy. I love you, Stephen. You’ve conquered my cunt. You’ve sent me to heaven.”

These words encouraged him, and he reached orgasm, even stronger than the one in the bathroom. With immense power, his semen gushed from his glans, shooting onto her uterine wall, giving her another unprecedented orgasm.

They lay quietly for a moment, his penis still twelve inches long inside her vagina—where her uterus was filled with Stephen’s semen, but four inches of his penis remained outside.

Steven paused for a moment, his penis only partially softening. Experiencing an unprecedented orgasm, Vick still longed for more. Her son inserted his penis deep into her still-virgin vagina, and after about a minute or two, he began to thrust again. After several more forceful thrusts, he was fully inside her, and they both experienced this incredible feeling.

She felt his glans pressing against the bottom of her vagina, pressing against her cervix, his thick shaft stretching her vaginal walls to unimaginable sizes. He stimulated every inch of the mucous membranes inside her vagina, even those parts she had never known existed. She was dilating her vagina like any woman giving birth, except that, unlike them, she was being enlarged by her own child's penis.

The mere thought of Steven excited her. He'd been seduced by his middle school teacher a year ago, and since then, he'd penetrated over two hundred vaginas, but he never tired of the feeling of a woman's vagina tightly gripping his penis. This was his mother's body; he could feel her spasms, and once again, he'd ejaculated a large amount of semen inside her.

Of course, his penis hadn't softened, and even after ejaculating, he didn't stop thrusting. He tirelessly penetrated his mother's vagina, plunging his fifteen-inch penis all the way in, and ejaculating inside her several times.

They both released so much bodily fluid, which made it easier for his large penis to enter and exit, and there was no force in the world that could separate the tightly pressed bodies of the mother and child who were making love; they were both intoxicated by this lovemaking.

Steven began to thrust slowly, then gradually increased the speed. Vick's orgasms grew stronger and stronger, the image of the repairman fading from her mind, and the intervals between her orgasms shortening.

Steven—a 15-year-old boy with the talent to seduce hundreds of women, and who had indeed learned a great deal from it—knew that the most important moment of his first time with his mother had arrived.

He thrust faster and faster, bringing Vick to almost continuous orgasms; one orgasm hadn't even subsided before another surged up, and then another, and another. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes… she had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced, perhaps hundreds! She continued to climb, reaching new peak after peak.

She didn't know how many orgasms she wanted. She had lost control of her breathing, her voice, and her body; she had nothing to do but keep climaxing. She thought that if this continuous series of orgasms didn't stop, she might die. But this state continued, growing more and more intense, until finally, he led her to the ultimate peak.

He knew she was ready; he let go, enjoying this transcendent climax, and ejaculated an unprecedented amount of semen, which struck the walls of his mother's vagina with tremendous force. Vick's climax reached its peak as Steven led her into a completely new realm, experiencing various orgasms—what Steven's aunt Bonnie (whom he had slept with all night the night before) called multiple orgasms. Suddenly, Vick felt as if she were floating in a universe filled with boundless pleasure and joy.

Steven was completely satisfied (of course, only temporarily), collapsing exhausted onto his mother, his penis still inside her, but now limp and only 12 inches long. Of all the women he had slept with, only 10% experienced multiple orgasms, and he was glad his mother was one of them. He knew that in this region, or in this country, no other man could give her this kind of pleasure; he also knew that he was now being worshipped as a sex god by his beautiful mother. No matter when, she would gaze at him with passionate eyes—this was pure love, not just a mother's love for her son, but a woman's love for a man who could completely satisfy her desires.

Vick remained in this blissful universe for about half an hour. Despite her happiness, she naturally had to return to Earth. And soon enough, mother and son were playing their sexual game again; no one could be sure how many times they did it that night.

Vick's daughter—Stephen's twin sister—suddenly returned home, abruptly ending the camping trip due to the mess.

Connie found her brother and mother sleeping in the same bed, and they hadn't noticed her for several minutes after she entered. She saw her brother's monstrous penis inside her mother's beautiful vagina, and her mother seemed to be enjoying it. Connie was completely shocked by the scene before her, although she was also a little jealous.

Steven and Vick eventually got Connie to join them. Right after Steven deflowered his sister, he ordered his mother and sister to lick each other's genitals like lesbians.

When Danny came home and found his wife and two children having sex and licking each other's genitals in his bed, he was completely horrified. Vick, Steven, and Connie all acknowledged that Steven was now also the man of the family, and Danny could no longer deny this fact; if he couldn't accept it, he had to leave.

They knew he loved Vick very much, and he himself realized that it was selfish of him to let Vick marry a man with a small penis like him. He couldn't satisfy her needs, but he loved her very much, and he begged her forgiveness for her past sacrifices. He promised to be their servant, so Steven, Vick, and Connie slept in the big bed, while Danny slept in a small bed on the side.

Danny began to enjoy licking the mixture of fluids that Steven had ejaculated into his wife and daughter's vaginas and anuses, and occasionally, he was allowed to have sex with one of them. He frequently licked Steven's penis and swallowed his semen directly. After consuming a considerable amount of Steven's semen, Danny was also affected: he became more masculine, his small testicles grew larger, his penis grew an inch and a half longer, and its girth increased; previously he could only have sex once a week, but now he had sex at least once a day.

The incestuous relationship had yielded quite good results for Danny, but that's another story.

We don't know if readers will like the ending for Vick and Steven, but we hope you masturbate at least once or twice while reading this story.

Okay, finally, let's lick the semen off our hands!

Author: Harry Kentkey.

A rather perverse novel, featuring incest, urine-drinking, and adultery. Those who enjoy extreme content may want to check it out. This is probably a novella; to avoid suspense, I'll just post the whole thing at once. Please enjoy. A warning to all perverts: Sexual intercourse can "result in death," so please do not engage in it. Sexual intercourse can lead to "contagion" (i.e., contracting sexually transmitted diseases), so please think carefully before having sex.

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It is 3:00 PM. Vick Fairbright has spent several hours by the pool in her backyard. During this time, she has drunk some iced coffee, swam for a while, read one of her favorite erotic novels, and finally lay there sunbathing.

More than an hour later, she finished her iced coffee and prepared to go back to the house to use the restroom. Vick's backyard was quite secluded, so she was only wearing a very revealing bikini. Vick was a very modern woman, and she frequently attended church, but she had never worn such revealing clothing in public before. If anyone saw her walking barefoot around the room, they would be deeply impressed. In short, Vick looked like an innocent angel.

She was 34 years old and a mother of 15-year-old twins, yet her figure was still so slender, and her skin so soft and smooth, just like Connie—her daughter. In fact, just last week, Vick had been questioned about whether she was of legal age at the hotel.

She not only looked incredibly young, but she was also a stunning beauty. Her hair, as black as jade, combined with her classically beautiful face, exuded an incredible allure. Her deep black, phoenix-shaped eyes, like autumn water, complemented her flawless complexion, making everyone who saw her fall in love. Her figure

also maintained a very graceful curve. Her breasts were probably medium to large, very round, and each small, delicate breast had a proud, pink nipple. Even when her swimsuit was pulled open, her breasts did not sag in the slightest; or more precisely, whether she was lying on her back or prone, her breasts remained firm.

She had a slender waist and a flat stomach, her legs were long and shapely, and at the top of her legs, her buttocks, encased in a bikini, possessed an unparalleled curve. From the front, her thick, dark pubic hair peeked restlessly from her bikini bottoms; she was very sensitive, so she had never shaved her dark triangle of pubic hair.

She knew that no matter what she wore in the room now, she wouldn't be disturbed. Her husband, Danny, had gone out in the morning; she'd heard he was going on a business trip, probably to a five-day conference. Danny was 50 years old, much older than Vick, and she loved him deeply for his witty remarks. He works hard every day so that his family can live comfortably. As a kind father, he gives her all his tenderness and gentleness.

If there was any flaw in their marriage, it was the lack of harmonious sex between them. Although she repeatedly convinced herself that she didn't crave it, subconsciously she knew the truth. She had never seen another man naked, but she knew that Danny's penis, less than four inches long, was definitely on the shorter side; when erect—though not very hard, and not very frequent—it was only slightly larger than her thumb.

Although she was sometimes tempted by other men, she only wavered once, a few months after her marriage, when she was 18, and now she had almost completely forgotten about it. Since then, she had strived to control herself and remain a chaste woman.

She loved her husband and was absolutely loyal to him. Ever since that one time she lost control, she had vowed to remain chaste. Her husband couldn't give her an orgasm, but she could learn to comfort herself with her fingers. Now she was going upstairs to the bathroom, and after washing her hands and face, she decided to spend the rest of the time in her sexual fantasies.

Vick's daughter, Connie, had gone camping with some friends and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Her son, Steven, was home, but he had been out all night and didn't return until 11:00 AM. After eating some eggs and salted meat, he went straight to bed, and she figured he wouldn't wake up for at least a few hours.

Vick was a little worried about what her son had been up to last night, especially since he had come home just as late the night before. This wasn't the first time. Since the start of summer vacation, he'd often stayed out all night. She'd heard he was a womanizer, but she was hesitant to ask where he'd been, knowing he'd give her all sorts of excuses.

Vick's sister, Bonnie, wasn't as glamorous as Vick, but she was still a beauty, 28 years old, and supposedly the prettiest woman in their town, along with Vick and Steven.

Vick didn't like hearing that his son was a womanizer, even though he often heard it from Bonnie. Was Bonnie telling the truth? Steven—her son—really sleeping with girls? What was he doing? Why was he often out all night?

Vick walked barefoot up the carpeted stairs without making a sound. As she expected, Steven's bedroom door was closed, so she went to the bathroom.

She was somewhat surprised, because Steven hadn't been sleeping at all; he was showering, staring absently out the window, completely lost in thought, before opening the bathroom door and drying himself with a towel. Just as Steven stepped out, he bumped into Vick, who froze, dumbfounded.

She could clearly see her 15-year-old son's body, and for a moment, she was utterly at a loss. Of course, Vick wasn't unfamiliar with Steven's body, but this time, she realized he had grown up.

He was remarkably well-developed, like a 20-year-old boy, even more mature. His neatly trimmed short blond hair framed his handsome face, which, besides being strikingly handsome, exuded a masculine charm. His broad chest was covered in golden curls, and his hands and chest were muscular and powerful, though still bearing traces of immaturity.

His mother was deeply attracted to his masculine upper body, and her eyes inadvertently drifted downwards. Good heavens! She had seen many men's buttocks on the beach, but her son's, with its fine golden down, was undoubtedly the most beautiful. Just imagining her son's buttocks was enough to keep her from fantasizing about anything else during her masturbation for the next month.

When her son's penis came into view, she was completely mesmerized.

Her thoughts drifted back to a summer sixteen years ago when she called a repairman to fix her air conditioner.

She was eighteen, and her husband was thirty-five, short and stout. She was a virgin when they married. Although Danny was the only man she had ever slept with, she always felt she had missed something wonderful.

The repairman, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, had an athletic build, and he was handsome; a prominent bulge in his crotch caught her eye. As he worked, she stood around him, seizing every opportunity to admire his muscular physique, something she had only occasionally seen before.

Just as he finished, she offered to buy him a cold drink. The repairman had previously made more money from those thirsty housewives than he did at the air conditioning company, and from this moment on, he knew he could finally have her.

She had set the trap, and he reached out the hand that should have been picking up the glass, grabbed her, and kissed her passionately. The approach of his strong body, the assault of his intense masculine scent, his tongue plunging into her hot mouth—Vick felt like she was going crazy.

Just as his hand invaded her vagina, she snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

"No," she said. "I'm a newlywed, I love my husband. Oh, I'm so sorry, I was out of my mind, please leave!"

The repairman knew she was just playing hard to get. "I know you really need me," he said gently. "See, I won't touch you anymore, I just want you to look at me. If you still want me to leave, I'll turn around and leave without saying a word. Okay?"

She wanted him to stay, but she couldn't let go of her inner turmoil. He made her sit down, then stood in front of her and took off his shorts, revealing a pair of oversized briefs underneath, probably custom-made for his body.

She saw that his was larger than her husband's, but as he took off his white cotton briefs, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her husband's penis, when erect, was only the size of her thumb, but this repairman's semi-erect penis was already as thick as her waist (Note: Do not doubt, this is how it is written in the original text, I have not mistranslated).

As he slowly took off his briefs, she anticipated seeing his entire penis. Finally, his penis was fully exposed, and it was astonishingly huge! Then, she saw his testicles; her husband's were the size of marbles, encased in a small, smooth scrotum; while the repairman's were the size of a golf ball, his scrotum large and covered in hair. This masculine body held a fatal allure for her, and she was utterly powerless against it.

"Should I leave?" he asked one last time.

Vick's head throbbed; she knew it was a betrayal of God and infidelity to her beloved husband, but she was completely unable to control herself. Electric currents surged through her vagina; for the first time, she understood the immense power a woman craved in a man.

"No, you stay here," she whispered, "I need you."

"What do you need from me?" he asked, determined to conquer her further.

"I need your cock," she said, "I want you to fuck me."

As she spoke, her shyness vanished, and she reached out and grasped his penis, caressing it with irresistible tenderness. She gently stroked it up and down, and in less than a minute, it was erect. It was about 11 inches long from start to finish, she later estimated, and she couldn't even fully grasp it with both hands.

She moved her mouth to his crotch, but he pulled away. "Beg me," he said, "if you want to eat my cock."

"Oh, God!" she cried, "Please, I want you, I want to eat your cock."

He laughed wildly, "Which is better, your husband's or yours?"

She blushed; was he humiliating her? "Please," she pleaded, "Don't ask me these things."

"If you want to eat my cock, you have to say it," he persisted, "Is it that your husband can't satisfy you?"

She gave in. "Yes," she groaned, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. "I want a real man, I want you."

"Oh, that's enough." He bent slightly, bringing his buttocks less than an inch from her face. "Then first, you must lick my asshole clean with your tongue."

She stared, mesmerized, at his hairy backside, fine hairs growing in the deep cleft, the stench of his body mingling with feces and sweat. This was the place he wanted her to lick.

"I can't do that," she pleaded. "Don't make me do such a shameful thing."

"You'd better do it now, or I'm leaving."

She had no choice but to bend down and press her lips against the cleft between his buttocks. The taste was unbearable, and she struggled to stick out her small, pink tongue and probe inside.

"Okay!" he shouted, "Harder, use your wet tongue to clean me up!"

Her moist tongue began to slide up and down the cleft of his buttocks. The taste was a little bitter, but not as unbearable as she had imagined. And licking the cleft with her tongue, including the elastic skin and the wrinkled anus that was clenched into a circle, excited her as well.

"Go in a little deeper," he commanded again.

She thought she might die from it, but she still did as he said, trying to press the tip of her tongue against his anus, and she forcefully pushed it in. Slowly, her tongue slipped into the tight passage, the warm rectal walls enveloping it. He groaned contentedly, while her tongue continued to move back and forth, carefully licking, trying her best to avoid eating his excrement. Soon after

, he withdrew. Vick didn't want to admit she enjoyed licking anuses, but the itching in her vagina was stronger than ever; she almost desperately wanted his penis.

"Now let's take it slow!" he said, pulling her face close to his penis.

She leaned forward slightly, extending her tongue to lick his large penis. It started slowly; she licked his penis as if eating a giant lollipop, her saliva wetting his erect shaft. Then she moved to his testicles, sucking on his virile scrotum with adoration, like a worshipping god.

She returned to his penis, opening her lips and taking his glans into her mouth, only reaching a few inches below the massive head. Just as she felt his glans pressing against her throat, her vagina began its first orgasm. In ecstasy, she tried to swallow his enormous penis as deeply as possible, but more than half remained outside, which she had to soothe with her hands.

He gently stroked her chin and cheek, and she continued her teasing movements, trying her best to give him more pleasure. His penis grew harder in her mouth, seemingly no longer satisfied with the status quo, and he began to thrust. She sucked desperately until he ejaculated.

Time and again, large amounts of semen entered her throat. She had never imagined that a man could ejaculate so much semen; her husband always ejaculated only a little. The hot semen shot deep into her throat, bringing her trembling pleasure, and she climaxed again, more intensely than the first time, surpassing any of her previous orgasms.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded. "If you want me to beg, even kneel down, I'll do it. My cunt is waiting for your big cock. I need you to fill me up. I want a real man. My husband can never give me what I need because he only has a little boy's cock, while you have a weapon full of manliness. I beg you, please put your cock in quickly!"

"Okay, if you want me to fuck you, little woman, you need to beg more. You have to understand, I have a family to support, and working at the air conditioning company alone can't solve anything. The cock you want is my lifeline, and I can't give it to you so easily."

It took Vick several minutes to understand what he meant, after all, she was the most beautiful woman in town. She betrayed her religious beliefs and the fidelity she was supposed to have for her husband, succumbing to this scoundrel's sexual temptations. She licked his ass and tasted his anus. But now, this man said that if she wanted him to take her to commit crimes, she would have to pay him.

He knew she was so deeply involved! He knew his penis was irresistible to her! Although it was true, she really wanted that big penis, no matter what he asked for.

Trembling, tears streaming down her face again, she calmly asked, "How much will it cost you to fuck me?"

“That’s right, I’m glad we’ve reached an agreement.” He was extremely pleased with himself. “Of course, I’ll repay you. I’ll fuck you until your husband with the little boy’s dick comes home, I’ll fuck you until the King comes for the excessively low tax rates (Note: This is a metaphor. During the colonial period, British rulers sent troops to increase exploitation, but the King of England never set foot on the American continent. This implies that it can go on for as long as he wants, or to put it more elegantly, forever). Hmm… I think it’ll be at least a thousand dollars.”

Vick’s jaw almost dropped: “A thousand dollars!!!”

Danny completely trusted her, and he had transferred all his money to her name, even a blank bank draft. But by this time, he had already reinvested all the money he had earned, and now they only had two thousand dollars left to get through these few rainy days. Should she give him half of her husband's hard-earned money to have sex with her?

The repairman smiled at her, seeing her face turn pale the moment he mentioned the amount, and slowly fiddled with his large penis, which soon became hard again.

After glancing at this magnificent thing, Vick finally gave in. "Fine," she said sadly, walking to the table and writing a check: "Use this to cash, and you'll have a thousand dollars." She handed him the check, shedding two more tears.

He smiled, took the check, put it in his pocket, and then turned to face her. He took her hand and gave her a deep French kiss. She responded, completely forgetting all her humiliation, and her desire surged again.

The repairman picked her up, climbed the stairs to the master bedroom, and quickly stripped her of all her clothes, gazing at her beautiful body. Then, he removed his last few garments—a t-shirt, shoes, and socks—and lay down beside her. She thought: he was lying naked in her husband's bed, while she was using her husband's money to demand that he fuck her hard here.

He kissed her passionately, and their bodies were already intertwined. He kissed every part of her face, and these gestures only made this beautiful woman need him more. He nibbled at her ear, giving her a completely new kind of stimulation; his kisses moved to her neck and shoulders, but he spent the most time passionately kissing her armpits. Her husband never bothered to kiss her face, ears, or armpits, and she was completely captivated by his elaborate teasing, her senses running faster through her.

Finally, he reached her breasts, sucking and kneading them like an artist passionately admiring their work. He knew exactly how to stimulate a woman's breasts to arouse her; he bit her left breast in his mouth while his fingers played with her right. She experienced her third orgasm of the morning, each more intense than the ones her husband had given her, and the repairman hadn't even touched her genitals yet.

At this moment, his mouth had moved to her lower abdomen, his tongue gently biting around her navel, while his chin rested against the upper edge of her densely forested delta. He reached her pubic hair, burying his face and fingers among the curly hair. Her vagina released a large amount of love fluid, which splashed onto his face as he played with her pubic hair.

“Your pubic hair is truly beautiful,” he whispered. “It’s the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. Believe me, I’ve seen thousands upon thousands of pussy.”

“I suppose men like to shave or trim it, right?” she replied.

“Those guys aren’t real men, they’re just boys, they’re all shit, they’re actually afraid of you, the real woman. I’ve never thought a trimmed pussy is prettier than your natural one.”

He continued licking her, deftly slipping his tongue into her vulva, wolfing down her love juice, which had been flowing from her pussy ever since their first kiss.

“Your love juice tastes so delicious!” he praised, inserting two fingers into her vagina to stimulate her G-spot, while his tongue attacked her clitoris. Her vulva attracted his attention more than her breasts, and during his half-hour licking, she had reached orgasm three or more times.

He got up and pressed himself against her, face to face, his huge, hard penis pressed against her lower abdomen. She wanted him to penetrate her, "Fuck me now!" she cried.

"Don't rush, wash my face with your tongue first." His face was covered in her gushing love juice.

She happily licked and tasted her own salty and strongly scented love juice, "Now, fuck me... fuck me... pound me hard!" she moaned.

He looked down at her; she was unbelievably beautiful. He wasn't bragging; he had indeed slept with thousands of women, including all sorts of beauties—movie stars, singers, international supermodels, and so on. But compared to this 18-year-old's face and body, they all paled in comparison. She looked incredibly innocent and adorable, so pitiful that it aroused him even more, and just thinking about it made his penis even harder.

He aimed his weapon at the entrance to Vick's lush, verdant garden, thrusting forward, his glans parting her dark pubic hair and penetrating her. On the first penetration, he only went in five inches before Vick cried out in ecstasy.

He tried to penetrate deeper, the depths of her vagina still untouched virgin territory. His thick penis forced its way through the vaginal walls, reaching the very core of her body. She climaxed again. He stopped there, enjoying the increasingly tight contractions of her vaginal muscles, pressing against his glans.

Just as her climax subsided, he withdrew a few inches, then thrust in again… again and again, until his enormous member was completely inside her.

She almost instantly fell in love with the feeling, something she had never experienced before. “Oh…fuck me! Fuck me hard! I can’t believe there’s a man with such a big cock like you,” she moaned, continuing to feel the impact.

His rock-hard cock went in and out, slowly at first, then faster towards the end. Orgasm after orgasm nearly brought her to unconsciousness; she didn't even know how many she had.

After a while, they changed positions; this time, he attacked her from behind. They had tried all sorts of positions, and now he had her on all fours in a doggy-style position for the final thrust.

"Oh... God! I don't think you can penetrate deeply, but you can try," she moaned.

This position aroused him even more; looking at her beautiful buttocks, her lovely back, her beautiful black hair, and her two breasts hanging on her chest—all of this made his enormous cock slam into her thick pubic hair, thrusting straight into the base of her vagina.

After about an hour of this, he climaxed. Harder than in her mouth, his penis pounded relentlessly inside her, like a predator catching its prey. Minutes later, she felt his ejaculate slam deep inside her, sending her into another unimaginable orgasm. Exhausted

, they collapsed onto the bed, and even limp, she could still feel the size of his penis inside her. As it finally withdrew, a large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out; she thought it could probably fill a spoon.

"Oh... God! Your semen has made a complete mess of my husband's bed."

"Well, he doesn't know, so it's fine," the repairman said smugly.

A wave of shame washed over Vicky; she'd overheard someone talking about her beloved husband in such a tone, yet a lingering desire remained within her, and the thought was fleeting.

His penis quickly regained its strength, and she gasped in surprise, thinking, "My poor husband Danny only gets it twice a week."

"Oh! I wish we could make love all day long," she said.

"Of course!" he replied.

"But can you stay hard all day?"

he laughed. "Don't think of me like your useless husband. I'm telling you, you're having sex with a real man right now."

He let her touch his penis, and to her surprise, even though he had ejaculated just ten minutes earlier, it was hard again. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with admiration and adoration, and they made love again.

That afternoon, they made love again and again… she didn't know how many times. Even sixteen years later, she still remembered that the repairman ejaculated six times, while she had countless orgasms that day, perhaps hundreds!

He left ten minutes before her husband came home, convinced he had found a regular client. But that night, Vick had an epiphany. She realized she shouldn't lie to her husband anymore.

The repairman called a few days later, his sexy voice sending shivers down her spine. She wanted him more than anything else in the world, but in the end, she firmly refused him.

The following year, she gave birth to twins, Connie and Steven.

She forced herself not to think about their birthdays being nine months after she had sex with the repairman. She simply prayed that they were the children of Danny, whom she loved, who had planted them inside her. But today, seeing her sons' penises, she knew that the repairman, whose name she didn't even know, was their father.

All the memories flooded back to Vick, but the reality before her brought her back to her senses. A large, limp penis covered in golden pubic hair hung down to Steven's knees, Vick thought, as if the repairman were standing in front of her.

But she knew for certain that it was her son's penis, even harder and bigger than the repairman's. The repairman's penis was about 11 inches long when semi-erect, while her son's was already a foot long when flaccid; the repairman's penis was so large that she couldn't grasp it with both hands when erect, but her son's flaccid penis was already as thick as his.

The perfectly curved penis hung there, with a pair of enormous testicles at its base. Vick remembered the repairman's testicles, the size of golf balls, the kind of copious amount of semen only such large testicles could produce; her son's testicles were like two large eggs, though she could never buy eggs that big.

Vick had ample time to observe her son's muscular body, for he was utterly stunned, never expecting her to come in.

He was her son, whom she had carried for ten months, whom she had nurtured from infancy, and from this moment on, she could no longer see him as a little boy; now she had to see him as a man, a real man. A face more attractive and handsome than any star, a physique surpassing the imagination of any ancient Roman sculptor, and countless other virtues. Of all the men she knew, he was the most unique.

She remembered her sister Bonnie telling her, "The most beautiful woman in the country is born in this town." She had always thought this wasn't an exaggeration, but a fact that almost every man would agree with. Now she had to admit that this assertion wasn't an exaggeration, but a truth, and she was stunned by what she saw the moment she stepped into the bathroom.

A few seconds later, her shock subsided, followed by immense excitement; she couldn't wait any longer. She had only intended to use the restroom and then go out to masturbate, but when her son stood naked before her, she only knew that a current surged in her groin and spread throughout her body. She recalled the happy times she had spent with the repairman, how happy she had been then! But this time seemed even more exhilarating.

She stared at his newly grown pubic hair, his large, hairy scrotum, and his alluring penis, and she couldn't help herself. She didn't care where she was; her left hand reached for her breast, her right slid down to her crotch, stimulating her nipples and clitoris simultaneously. Just before her fingers entered her hairy vulva, she had an orgasm, an explosive surge that made her gasp with pleasure.

Immediately, Steven turned to look at his nearly naked mother. She was clearly in the throes of orgasm, one hand on her breast, the other caressing her alluring triangle. The mother felt a little embarrassed seeing her son naked, but she still turned away and pulled down her bikini.

His reason and lust were struggling, but in the end, lust prevailed. She was the most beautiful woman in the country, just as his aunt had told her. He usually got an erection when he saw her in a bikini, and he would always hide his erection with embarrassment. But this was the first time he had seen her breasts and her bushy pubic hair. As he watched, his mother struck the most lewd pose, and as he observed, he knew that his mother had reached orgasm from seeing his naked body.

He had long known that his handsome appearance, beautiful figure, and huge penis were irresistible to any woman. He was very satisfied with his conditions; with these, he could easily caress their curvaceous bodies and have sex with them.

Steven had lost his virginity a year ago, a fact known to everyone except his mother. Since that day, he had slept with nearly two hundred women, and had never failed to seduce a woman since his first attempt. But with his mother, he wasn't sure she would be as easily seduced as any of the women he had hooked up with. However, the thought of "Mom reaching orgasm just by seeing me" greatly encouraged him, and almost immediately, his penis became erect.

Vick watched as his penis stood up, slowly growing harder and larger, as if by magic, in less than a minute, it was erect like an arrow, pressing against her son's lower abdomen.

Vick's orgasm had passed, but she was still in a state of excitement. She stared at her son's penis, estimating it to be about 15 inches long from head to toe. Indeed, her estimate wasn't too far off; it was thicker than she had imagined.

After a moment of silence, they looked at each other with lustful eyes.

“Steven,” the silence grew unbearable, and she spoke up, “I just needed to use the restroom. I didn’t expect you to be here; I thought you were sleeping in the bedroom.”

“Yes, I woke up and wanted to take a shower.” He was a little embarrassed. “I was thinking about something and had no idea you were in.”

Vick knew he had seen her climax, and she was almost certain he had. She tried to explain, “Steven, when I saw you, I thought you were incredibly manly, very handsome, and…and…well, I’ve never seen a man with such a big penis before. I lost control. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course, Mom.” He blushed slightly, but also felt a surge of excitement; his penis remained as hard as an iron rod. “You don’t need to apologize. You’re an unparalleled beauty, and I couldn’t help but look at you just now.”

Vick could sense his desire, just as she did. “Stephen, I want to touch you. I know I’m your mother, and incest is the most serious crime, but I just can’t help thinking this.”

“Oh! Mom, I want you to touch me too,” he replied. “Take off your bikini so I can touch your beautiful body.”

Not daring to look at him, she began to remove her bikini, which was already half-undone, revealing first her rounded breasts, and then her hairy pubic area.

"Turn around, Mom, turn slowly." His voice became hoarse, filled with countless lustful desires: "Let me see Mom's beautiful body clearly."

She did as her son asked, and as she turned her back to him, she bent over, revealing her two white buttocks, her black triangle covered with pubic hair, and her curly pubic hair; her small, slightly pink vulva was covered with glistening love fluid, as if to prove that her orgasm had just happened.

A strong scent emanated from her crotch, enveloping and tempting him. "Perhaps we should go to the bedroom, Mom, but you just said you needed to use the restroom."

She had almost forgotten about it, but as he mentioned it, she felt the need to go. Her bladder had been swollen since she was at the pool, and now, with the added arousal, she felt it was even more swollen.

"Okay. Why don't you go to the bedroom first, Danny? I'll be right there," Vick suggested.

He kept staring intently into her eyes. "No, I want to stay here. I want to see how Mom's hot, golden urine flows from your beautiful cunt."

She was about to warn him against using profanity when she realized that finding fault in this situation was utterly absurd. The thought of her son watching the urine flow from her vulva with lustful eyes sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

'I'm peeing in front of my own son, and later I'm going to suck his cock and let him fuck me nonstop—it terrifies me,' she thought to herself. 'I do have a cunt, Steven wasn't wrong, and calling a vulva a cunt isn't wrong either.' She

headed for the bathroom, but Steven grabbed her and made her straddle the bathtub while he lay at the bottom, his face directly facing her vulva. "Oh my God!" she thought, "He actually wants to see this, he wants me to pee on his face!"

She straddled his broad chest, arching her back, so he could see his mother's beautiful, hairy vulva clearly. With her fingers, she gracefully parted the dark pubic hair, revealing her pink, glistening vulva. He stared at the wetness, while she strained her muscles, trying to relax and squeeze the urine out of her full bladder.

After a while, at first only a few thin streams of yellow liquid appeared, then stopped; then, suddenly, another stream appeared, and a torrent of her urine gushed from her beautiful vulva.

The urine made a "whooshing" sound as it flowed from her urethra, the small but powerful jets striking his chest with surprising force, some splashing onto his neck, shoulders, and face. He felt the urine was so hot.

The smell of the woman's urine intensified his passion; he tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide to catch the gushing stream, and swallowed mouthful after mouthful. Her urine was still flowing; he caught some with his hands and smeared it on his face and hair.

Her stream of urine lasted for a minute, then slowly decreased, and just as the last few drops were flowing out, Steven lifted his lips and licked up every last drop of urine he could find.

The next moment, he climbed up, his arms around his mother's neck, pulled her face close to his, and passionately kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth. This was the mother and son's first sexual kiss; they greedily exchanged saliva, she savoring the strong taste of her own urine still lingering in her son's mouth.

Looking at his mother's beauty and tasting her urine, Steven was nearing climax. A minute before ejaculation, he got up and told his mother to prepare to eat his semen. She did as he said, opening her mouth wide and taking her son's glans into her mouth. To allow this large penis to enter, she had to stretch her chin to its limit.

She grasped the hot shaft with her hand, stunned by its hardness and size. Like that repairman's penis, it was hard, but her son's was even firmer; she thought, that big penis alone could support her weight. She spread her thumb and forefinger wide, gripping the base of his penis with both hands to hold it in place.

He was about to explode; his glans was being held in his mother's warm, moist mouth, and her hands were constantly caressing it; he was eager to ejaculate. Although she was soothing his penis with her hands and mouth, she wasn't having an easy time either. But knowing that it wouldn't be long before she had to desperately rub her son's throbbing penis, she knew she would soon be forced to continue.

After a few rubs, her mouth received her first ejaculation. She still remembered the astonishing amount of semen the repairman had ejaculated, and this was only the first shot from her son Steven's penis, which was comparable to the repairman's. Yet, the amount was almost equal to the total amount her husband had ejaculated in a month.

Steven didn't stop ejaculating; semen cannons erupted like volcanoes into her mouth. She swallowed gulps, but much still leaked out.

After more than ten ejaculations, his penis slowly subsided. The amount of semen Steven ejaculated in one orgasm was enough to leave any man speechless. He watched with delight as his copious amount of semen filled his mother's mouth. He knew she was still aroused, desperately needing to release her pent-up desire. He pressed his lips against her vulva, skillfully moving his tongue back and forth between her hot, fleshy opening and clitoris.

In just a few minutes, her son's expert oral sex brought Vick to climax. She moaned breathlessly, her body filled with pleasure. Steven continued to lick her newly flowing fluids. Vick was already a little exhausted, squeezing her legs together to clamp her son's face, trying to make his nose and mouth fit more tightly against her anus and vulva, but this action almost made him breathless. She leaned down, stopping at his crotch, laughing as she licked the copious amount of semen clinging to his penis. Now his penis had shrunk to only 12 inches long and lay nestled in his golden-brown pubic hair.

After resting for a few minutes, they got up, showered, dried themselves, and went to Vick's bedroom together.

“Lie down, Mom,” Steven said. “Now I’m going to officially fuck you, in your and Daddy’s bed, I’m going to fill your cunt with your son’s cock.”

These words made Vick blush. She knew how utterly reprehensible her actions were. Her affair with the repairman was already hopelessly bad, but now, she had gone so far as to have sex with her own son, right in her husband’s bed! Others wouldn’t even dare to dream of it, but she had made it a reality. How could she face Danny again?

But Steven kissed her, sweeping away all these guilty thoughts. He placed his hand on her vulva, playing with her curly pubic hair. “Oh, God! I love this,” he sighed, reaching out to touch her pubic hair.

She wriggled on the bed, bringing her face close to his crotch, which was now clean. She had him turn over and kissed his two alluring buttocks, then buried her head in his cleft, teasing his anus with her tongue. She remembered how disgusted she had been when the repairman had asked her to lick his anus, but now she was free of that disgust and even excited by it. At this moment, she felt no aversion to her son's clean and tight anus.

After licking his cleft several times, her tongue slipped into his anus. She had to forcefully push open his tight sphincter to penetrate him, finally inserting her tongue completely into the passage surrounded by the hot, moist walls of his rectum. Her tongue swirled inside, sending waves of pleasurable sensations through him. She thought to herself, "This is Steven—my son, and my tongue is inside his ass."

She probed as deeply as possible into his rectum, moving it back and forth. His penis became erect again, regaining its former firmness, but she didn't rush to stimulate it. She spent a long time wetting his golden-brown pubic hair before moving her tongue to his enormous testicles.

His loose scrotum tightly enveloped his two enormous testicles, and she knew this was the source of her son's masculinity. She licked his scrotum intently for almost fifteen minutes, and although he painfully begged her to soothe his throbbing penis, he didn't urge her now.

Her tongue sent shivers down his spine, and he thought to himself, 'This is my mother; she's licking my anus, tasting my feces, and now she's licking my testicles.'

Finally, she turned her attention to his enormous weapon. Looking at it standing tall and exuding regal authority, she couldn't help but lick it, kiss it, and swallow part of it, comforting her son's penis with her mouth.

She stepped back, ready for her son to have sex with her. Lying on her back, legs spread wide, she moaned and begged, "Fuck me! Steven, put your unbelievably big cock in my cunt. I want you, you want to fuck me now."

He decided to tease her: "Mom, but I'm your son. Do you want your son's big cock in your cunt? Are you sure you only want your son, and not anyone else, to fuck your vagina?"

"Oh! Steven, don't do this to me. Fuck me! I need you so much. Please, don't humiliate me, just fuck me, let me taste your big, hard cock, I want it inside me."

“Then what are you going to tell Daddy? What if he finds out that his beloved wife is letting his son have sex with her, and in his own bed? Why don’t you wait until he finishes his business meeting before letting him fuck your hot cunt?” he said.

“Fuck me! Steven, fuck me now, please…please!” she sobbed helplessly.

“No, unless you tell me why you want me—your son—to fuck you, instead of waiting for Daddy to fuck you.”

“Are you really trying to force me to tell you, Steven?” she lamented. He smiled. "Yes, if you want my big cock in your hairy hole, you'd better tell me why you'd rather let me do it than Daddy."

She gave in, tears streaming down her face. "Fine, you're my son, but you're a real man. I can't be satisfied without your cock. I love your father, always have, and always will. I love him so much, but he can't satisfy me like you do. He doesn't have a cock as big as yours."

"You mean his cock isn't as big as mine?"

"Yes, oh! Steven, stop torturing me. You know that perfectly well. Your cock is three times the size of Danny's. Oh... please, fuck me already!" Throughout the entire conversation, her eyes never left his cock for a moment.

As she praised the size of his penis, Steven felt increasingly excited; his penis was now even hotter and harder than before. "You mean, a man's penis determines whether he's a real man?" he said. "Is this what you mean, because my penis is bigger and harder, you think you're more of a man than your husband?"

"That's right," she almost shouted.

"Then you'll say this: you want your son to plug your hole with his big penis because your husband isn't a man."

“Yes, I want your cock inside me, I want you to fuck me. I said it, I beg you to fuck me! Please fuck me!”

“No, you didn’t say it the way I said it.” He persisted.

“Fine,” she cried again, “Stephen, my son, I want you to fuck my cunt with your hard, big, hot cock. You are a real man, so handsome, so powerful, you are like a sex god, I worship you, I would do anything for you, just for your sacred cock. My husband’s cock is too small, he is not a man, but you are. Oh…fuck me!”

He loved to hear her say that, and he kissed her passionately, more fiercely than ever before. He told her that as long as she worshipped him, his cock would always be hard for his mother. She knew she truly adored her son's penis; that was an undeniable fact. No matter how good Danny was to her, he couldn't satisfy her.

She kissed him back, gently grasping his penis and testicles with her left hand. Now he was in position, aiming his rock-hard penis at the entrance of her hairy vulva. He parted her wet labia with the glans and slid into her fleshy hole, which seemed a little small compared to his enormous penis. Gently, he thrust forward, using abundant love juice as lubricant, his penis slowly sliding into her soaking wet hole.

On the first insertion, he only pushed in a few inches, including the head of his penis, and Vick already felt as if her son's cock was going to tear her in two. But she knew she could accommodate it completely,

and she urged him to hurry. After sliding back and forth a few times, he pushed in about an inch more. Vick was overjoyed; her vaginal walls had never been so stretched, and she felt particularly full this time. But her son's cock was so thick that it even gave her a tearing pain, a sensation that even the repairman's large cock couldn't provide.

After several attempts, Steven thrust in for the third time, and Vick had a powerful orgasm. With each thrust, his massive penis slid in inch by inch, and she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

He was now penetrating to the same depth as the repairman, but his extraordinary girth gave her a feeling of complete fulfillment she had never experienced before. He continued to push in, now penetrating to a depth no man could achieve.

"Stephen,"—she no longer wanted to call him son, just as he was behaving like a true man: "You've reached a depth no man has ever reached. My body is still virgin territory at that depth, Stephen. You've made your mother feel incredibly happy. I love you, Stephen. You've conquered my cunt. You've sent me to heaven."

These words encouraged him, and he reached an orgasm, even stronger than the one in the bathroom. With immense power, his semen gushed from his urethra, shooting onto her uterine wall, giving her another unprecedented orgasm.

They lay quietly for a moment, his penis still twelve inches long inside her vagina—there, her uterus filled with Steven's semen, but four inches of his penis remained outside.

Steven paused for a moment, his penis only partially softening, experiencing an unprecedented orgasm, Vick still anticipating more. Her son inserted his penis deep into her still virgin vagina, and after about a minute or two, he began to thrust again, and after several more forceful thrusts, he was fully inside her, and they both experienced this incredible feeling.

She felt his glans pressing against the bottom of her vagina, against her cervix, his thick shaft stretching her vaginal walls to an unimaginable size. He stimulated every inch of her vaginal mucosa, even those parts she had never known existed. She was dilating her vagina like any woman giving birth, except that she was being swollen by her own child's penis.

Just thinking about Steven excited her. He had been seduced by his middle school teacher a year ago, and since then, he had penetrated over two hundred holes, but he never tired of the feeling of a woman's vagina tightly gripping his penis. This was his mother's body; he could feel her spasms, and once again he ejaculated a large amount of semen inside her.

Of course, his penis hadn't softened, and even after he ejaculated, he didn't stop thrusting. He tirelessly penetrated his mother's vagina, plunging his fifteen-inch-long penis all the way in, and ejaculating inside her several times.

The sheer volume of fluid they released made it easier for his penis to move in and out, and no force in the world could separate the tightly pressed bodies of this mating mother and son; they were both lost in their lovemaking.

Steven thrust slowly, then gradually increased the speed. Vick's orgasms grew stronger, the image of the repairman fading from her mind, and the intervals between her orgasms shortened.

Stephen—a 15-year-old boy with a talent for seducing hundreds of women, and one who had certainly learned a great deal from it—knew that the most important moment of his first time with his mother had arrived.

He thrust faster and faster, bringing Vick to a state of continuous orgasm. One orgasm hadn't even subsided before another surged up, and then another, and another. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes… she had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced, perhaps hundreds! She continued to climb, reaching one new peak after another.

She didn't know how many orgasms she wanted; she had lost control of her breathing, her voice, her body. She had nothing to do but constantly embrace the orgasms. She thought that if this continuous stream of orgasms didn't stop, she might die. But this state continued, growing increasingly intense, until finally, he led her to the pinnacle.

He knew she was ready, and he let go, savoring this transcendent peak. He ejaculated an unprecedented amount of semen, which, with tremendous force, slammed against his mother's vaginal walls. Vick's climax also reached its peak. Just as Stephen was leading her into a completely new realm, she experienced various orgasms—what Stephen's aunt Bonnie (who had been fucked by him all night the night before) called multiple orgasms. Suddenly, Vick felt as if she were floating in a universe filled with boundless pleasure and joy.

Steven was completely satisfied (temporarily, of course), collapsing exhausted onto his mother, his penis still inside her, now limp and only 12 inches long. Of all the women he'd been with, only 10% experienced multiple orgasms, and he was glad his mother was one of them. He knew that in this region, or in this country, no other man could give her this pleasure; he also knew that he was now being worshipped as a sex goddess by his beautiful mother. She would always gaze at him with passionate eyes—this was complete love, not just a mother's love for her son, but also a woman's love for a man who could completely satisfy her desires.

Vick remained in this blissful universe for about half an hour. Despite her happiness, she eventually had to return to Earth. And soon after, mother and son resumed their sexual game; no one could be sure how many times they did it that night.

Vick's daughter—Stephen's twin sister—unexpectedly returned home, abruptly ending the camping trip due to the mess.

Connie found her brother and mother sleeping in the same bed, and they hadn't noticed her for several minutes. She saw her brother's monstrous penis inside her mother's vagina, and her mother seemed to be enjoying herself. Connie was completely shocked by the scene before her, though she also felt a pang of jealousy.

Steven and Vick eventually got Connie to join them. Right after Steven deflowered his sister, he ordered his mother and sister to lick each other's genitals like lesbians.

When Danny returned home to find his wife and two children having sex and licking his genitals in his bed, he was utterly horrified. Vick, Steven, and Connie all acknowledged that Steven was now also a man of the family, a fact Danny could no longer deny; if he couldn't accept it, he had to leave.

They knew he loved Vick deeply, and he himself realized it was selfish of him to have Vick marry a man with a small penis like him. He couldn't satisfy her needs, but he loved her dearly, and he begged for her forgiveness for her past sacrifices. He promised to be their servant, so Steven, Vick, and Connie slept in the large bed, while Danny slept in a small bed on the side.

Danny began to enjoy licking the mixture of fluids Steven ejaculated into his wife and daughter's vaginas and anuses, and occasionally, he was allowed to have sex with one of them. He frequently licked Steven's penis and swallowed his semen directly. After consuming a considerable amount of Steven's semen, Danny was also affected: he became more masculine, his small testicles grew larger, his penis grew an inch and a half longer, and its girth increased; previously he could only have sex once a week, but now he had sex at least once a day.

The incestuous relationship had yielded quite good results for Danny, but that's another story.

We don't know if readers will like the ending for Vick and Steven, but we hope you masturbate at least once or twice while reading this story.

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