My mother's buttocks and vulva shadows lingered in my mind.

I'm 25 years old this year. I have only one older sister who is already married. My parents are both factory workers; my father is 55 and my mother is 52. They both retired at the age of 50. My father spends all day playing mahjong at

the teahouse , often playing all night and not coming home for dinner. My mother often nags him about it. After retiring, my mother stays home doing housework and now takes care of my child. In the evenings, she likes to go

dancing at the senior citizens' association, but my father doesn't accompany her, so she often goes by herself.

Although my mother is over fifty, with a thick waist and large hips, she is still quite healthy due to regular exercise. Her skin is fair, and apart from a few crow's feet and some age spots, she

still retains the charm of a

middle-aged woman. Especially when she walks, her slightly sagging breasts and large buttocks sway gently, arousing the imagination. Of course, this can only be seen in the summer when my mother wears less clothing at home and doesn't wear a bra. Usually, when she goes out, my mother dresses very traditionally, and in the eyes of those around her,

she is an absolutely docile and obedient housewife. When she dances, she only has female partners, which my father is very satisfied with and never objects to her dancing alone.

My mother and I had sexual relations about a year and a half ago. It took me about three months to get her to have incestuous relations with me, with her half-hearted consent. Afterwards, she didn't blame me

; everything seemed natural. I brought her voluptuous, mature body to orgasm like never before, and I felt unusually excited about having sex with my own mother.

After the first time, my mother and I reached a tacit understanding: when acquaintances were around, we were a normal mother and son; otherwise, I could do whatever I wanted with her body. So,

for over a year now, no one knows that my dutiful mother had a physical relationship with me.

I started paying attention to my mother's body two months after graduating from university, when she had also retired two months prior.

My first year after graduation was an internship at a company, which was very relaxed and free. Because my girlfriend's internship was in another city, I spent most of my time at home, surfing the internet and playing games.

After a while , life without a woman became unbearable. When my girlfriend was around, we had sex at least once every two days, but now I only masturbate, and I look at pornographic websites for stimulation. One time, I accidentally

saw pictures of mature women and incestuous novels about mothers and sons on a website, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. It was a kind of stimulation completely different from fantasizing about my girlfriend, and I ejaculated very quickly.

The plump, white bodies of middle-aged and elderly women, their darkened labia from constant friction, their large buttocks, and their fleshy waists gave me a sinful pleasure. I started imagining

whether my mother's vulva was like those of mature women, but I quickly dismissed the thought. After all, she was my own mother, and I felt guilty.

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The next month was still peaceful; I continued to browse pornographic websites and masturbate. But I found myself increasingly enjoying watching content about mature women engaging in incest. Memories of my girlfriend's body no longer excited me as much

. Often, seeing a mature woman's naked body would trigger fantasies about my mother's body, making the stimulation even stronger. Just imagining penetrating my mother's vagina would cause me to ejaculate quickly, but afterwards I still felt guilty towards

my mother.

Then one day at noon, my father still hadn't come home. After lunch, I was masturbating in my room. My mother finished getting ready and went to take a shower. Half an hour after she went into the bathroom, she started calling me. It turned out that the clothes she was taking

in to change had fallen on the floor and gotten wet, so she couldn't wear them. She asked me to get her another set. When I came out, not knowing which ones to get, I asked, "Mom, which ones, and where do you put them?"

"I'll take a set of underwear and pajamas from the drawer under my closet. Oh, I'll take your pajamas; Mom has another set that she washed." I opened the drawer and saw two pairs of underwear and a bra inside. They were all very old

. The bra was much larger than my girlfriend's. I hadn't noticed before how big my mom's breasts were. One of the underwear was almost torn from washing; it was practically see-through when I put it on my hand. If my mom wore that

underwear...

For some reason, my mind suddenly... Images of mature women's bodies and my mother's face kept flashing through my mind, I couldn't shake them off. Holding my mother's underwear, I finally couldn't help but fantasize about her body again,

imagining her vulva under those underwear, whether her buttocks were as plump and white as those mature women on pornographic websites. As I thought about it, my penis got hard. I couldn't control myself and

put my mother's underwear to my nose to smell it deeply, but there was only a faint scent of laundry detergent.

I remembered the pungent smell of my girlfriend's panties, soaked with her juices before we made love, and it was like smelling my mother's vagina. I couldn't help but start masturbating again. I licked the part of my mother's panties that touched her vulva,

imagining myself licking her labia. Although I had never paid attention to my mother's body and didn't know what her vulva looked like, the fantasy of her body made me extremely excited. I rubbed

my penis vigorously, and then... I wrapped the part of my mother's underwear that was touching her vulva around my penis and stroked it, imagining my penis penetrating her vulva... Soon, a strong wave of pleasure surged up my lower back...

I was about to ejaculate... I thrust a few times and quickly pulled my mother's underwear off, a stream of pus spraying out onto my underwear, but the part of my mother's underwear that had been covering my penis was still a little wet.

My mother saw that I hadn't gotten it off properly after so long and cried out again.

"Son, have you found it yet? Hurry up, Mom's cold."

"Okay, I found it, coming right up."

I quickly grabbed my mother's bra, went to my room to get my pajamas, and went to the bathroom, pushing the door open and locking it.

"Mom, open the door, here are your clothes."

"Oh, okay."

When my mother opened the door to take the clothes, I noticed her naked body for the first time. While looking at her body, I deliberately handed her the clothes in both hands.

"Mom, be careful not to drop them on the ground."

"Oh!"

My mother was so focused on the clothes that she didn't notice that I was staring at her body from head to toe. My mother's body was basically the same as the mature women's bodies I had seen online. Because her body was slightly angled towards me

, I couldn't see her entire buttocks clearly, but from the half of her round buttocks that were exposed, I could tell that my mother's buttocks were very large, white and plump. She had a lot of fat around her waist, and her arms and thighs were also white, plump and

somewhat loose. Her breasts were large, so they didn't appear to sag much, only the purplish-black nipples and areolas drooped down. What excited me most was my mother's vulva. Her genitals swelled up like a bun, with

not much pubic hair, grayish-white in color. Her two thick labia majora were dark purple and split open to the sides. The flesh at the entrance of her vagina was dark red, tender, and moist. The opening was narrow and long, with some wet, clear, and slippery fluid clinging to it.

Some of it flowed down into a clump below the opening, which definitely didn't look like it had been wet by bathwater; it must have been secretions from inside my mother's vagina.

I never imagined that my mother, who is already fifty-two years old, would have vaginal lubrication even without stimulation.

My girlfriend, on the other hand, needs a lot of stimulation before she gets any vaginal fluid. Usually, without foreplay, her vagina is always dry. I compared my mother's vagina with my girlfriend's again. My girlfriend's vagina is smaller, her labia are thinner, and her vaginal opening is always tightly closed. Every time I insert my penis, it grips my large penis tightly, which is a bit painful. Perhaps it's because there is too little flesh inside her vagina and

my penis is too big.

My mother's vaginal opening was much longer than my girlfriend's, and her vulva was much larger and more swollen. The flesh inside must have been thick and fleshy as well. If I were to insert my penis, it certainly wouldn't feel like my girlfriend's vagina

was gripping it and causing pain. Thinking of this, my previously limp and droopy penis hardened again, pushing my pants up high. My eyes were fixed on my mother's vulva, and I forgot when my mother had already

taken all the clothes from me. My mother, having taken the clothes, noticed I was still standing there and realized I was staring at her vulva. She reflexively covered her genitals with one hand. I snapped out of my daze and quickly looked away.

Looking , I saw her face was slightly red. She met my gaze briefly and then quickly looked down, but her eyes caught a glimpse of my erection. She looked up again, her face turning even redder, and said, "You…

"

Knowing I had overreacted, I hurriedly said, "Mom, that's all, I'm leaving." I quickly closed the bathroom door for her.

I watched TV in the living room while waiting for my mother to finish washing the dishes. I waited a long time, until almost eight o'clock in the evening, before she finally finished. Her complexion and demeanor seemed normal now. She took off her apron and sat down beside me

.

"Mom, I'm all washed up. Let's go for a walk."

"Oh, it's not safe to go out so late. Let's do it another day. Just stay home and watch TV."

"Mom, it's only eight o'clock. Come on, I'll protect you. If any bad guys dare to bully my mom, I'll beat them up, hmph!" I said, clenching my fist and showing my skinny arm to my mother. My mother couldn't help but laugh.
"You little rascal, okay, Mom will go change my clothes and then

we'll go out." After my mother changed her clothes, we went out. After walking around for a while, I got a little tired and said to my mother, "Mom, how about we go see a movie? We can go home and sleep afterward."

My mother agreed. I didn't expect that tonight's movie was a Category III film. It was about to start, so I quickly bought the tickets and dragged my mother into the theater, where we sat down in the back row.

The film tells the story of a college student who works as a male prostitute but eventually returns to a legitimate path. The student comes from a poor family and had to borrow money for his tuition. After getting a girlfriend, he couldn't

afford a birthday gift, so he worked as a hostess at a high-end nightclub every night to earn money. His handsome appearance caught the eye of a wealthy middle-aged woman, and after drinking together, they had sex. His large penis

satisfied the woman, who gave him two thousand yuan afterward. From then on, he found a way to make money, constantly sleeping with wealthy women. The film

begins with scenes of the college student and his girlfriend in bed. Although the genitals weren't shown, the moans and groans during sex were exciting, and I kept sneaking peeks at my mother's expression.

Although she's an adult, my mother was still a little embarrassed at first. She was even hesitant to look when the camera showed nudity. After a while, she tugged at my sleeve and whispered, "Son, let's go.

Watching this kind of movie will corrupt you."

I grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, what era are we living in? Your thinking is still so old-fashioned. I've seen this kind of movie before. Let's watch it before going home. We've already spent the money, it would be a waste not to watch it." Hearing me say that,

my mother didn't say anything and continued watching with me, holding my hand, no longer as uncomfortable as before.

In the middle of the movie, a college student is having sex with a woman in her fifties. The woman asks the student how old he is, and he replies that he is twenty-two. The woman then says, "You're

a year younger than my youngest son, so I can be your mother."

The student hugs the woman, pulls up her skirt, touches her large buttocks with one hand, and rubs her vulva through her panties with the other. He kisses her and says, "Then you can be my mother

from now on . Today, let your son serve you well, my dear mother! Mom, your pussy is so plump, your buttocks are so big, your son loves it the most." The woman moans and groans and

touches his penis through her panties. "Oh... my good son, you're making my pussy so itchy. Ah, your cock is so big, hurry up and fuck me, put it in my pussy... oh... oh...
hurry... oh..."

As I watched this, I felt my mother's hands gripping me tightly, her eyes looking away but then seeming to turn back, and my penis was already as hard as a steel rod. Then the college student reached into the old

woman's panties and touched her vulva, moaning, "My horny mom, your cunt is all wet, are you craving your son's big cock? Mom, you're so horny." The old woman impatiently pulled down her

panties, then quickly pulled down the college student's underwear, straddling him and thrusting her cunt with his penis inside. After a while, they switched positions, and the college student was on top of the old woman, holding her large buttocks and thrusting

forcefully hundreds of times. The old woman's thighs were covered in a pool of vaginal fluid, and she began to beg for mercy.

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Son, you're fucking your mother to death... It feels so good... Oh... Stop... If you fuck me to death, you'll only have time to go back and fuck your own horny mother at home..."

…Oh…”

The college student, aroused by the moans, thrust even harder, panting and yelling, “Oh…you old slut…I’ll fuck you to death today…you dare say my mother is slutty…fine…I’ll fuck

you to death first…”

The old woman, breathless, moaned, “Oh…how do you know she’s not slutty if you haven’t fucked your mother…you don’t know…the older a woman gets, the more…the more slutty she becomes…oh…if you don’t believe me,

find a chance…and try it with your mother…your huge cock going into her cunt…I, the old woman…” "I don't believe your mother can hold back... Oh... I can't take it either... Ah..."

The college student seemed even more excited after hearing this. While thrusting, he reached out and touched the old woman's vulva, howling, "...Oh... you old slut... Okay... I won't rape you to death today... I'll go back and

have sex with my mom first, then I'll come back to you... My mom's pussy is definitely fatter than yours. Ah... Ah... I... I'm going to cum... Ah... I want to fuck my own mother... Oh... you old slut... Ah ah!" After saying that,

he thrust a few times, seemingly ejaculating.

The old woman's pussy was scalded by the warm semen and she almost fainted. Her big white buttocks pressed up, her vulva tightly wrapped around the young man's big cock, her body trembling as she enjoyed the pleasure of orgasm. My mother gripped my hand even

tighter, her chest heaving. She was clearly aroused by such an obscene scene, and I almost ejaculated myself. I imagined her vagina was soaking wet. I shook her

hand and asked, "Mom, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" She hesitated, pulled her hand away, and whispered, "...No...it's nothing. Let's watch the movie."

I knew she was a little excited, and I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. We continued watching the movie. The later parts weren't very interesting; it was basically a college prodigal's comeback story, but it only lasted

a short while .

When we left the movie theater, it was crowded and packed. I naturally took my mother's hand and noticed her palms were sweaty and hot. Her expression was strange, and she would quickly look away when she saw me. I felt

a surge of excitement and pulled her towards home. After walking for a while, my mother hadn't spoken, so I spoke first.

"Mom, was the movie good?"

"Hmm, what?" My mother seemed distracted, perhaps still replaying the movie in her mind.
"Mom, what's wrong? I asked you if the movie was good!"

My mother finally understood, blushed slightly, and said, "What's so good about it? These days… this kind of movie is shown publicly… watching it will teach you bad habits."

I smiled lightly, "Mom, it's kind of an educational film, isn't it? Even college students end up learning good things."

"Then...they did that kind of thing...and they even made it public, and said such awful things..."

"I didn't hear anything awful, Mom?" I pretended to be confused.

"...The two of them are so far apart in age and they still did that kind of thing, and...and they kept calling each other 'son's mother,' they have no shame."

"Oh, my mom, that's for the plot, besides, they may not have actually done that...that kind of thing, we only saw their...butts, we didn't see anything else."

"...They didn't actually do it but they made such a good sound...those two started touching each other while they were dressed, that can't be fake, right? That shouldn't be the case." My mother argued hurriedly.

"Sigh, okay, even if it's not right, society is so open now, are there really male prostitutes? Those rich older women provide sexual services, and I heard... those male prostitutes think that sleeping with rich women...

not only pays well but is also...

quite comfortable." I deliberately made it up.

"You... how do you know so much? Have you been corrupted too? What's so good about those shameless old men?"

"I... I just heard it from others. They say that women in bed are like wolves in their thirties, tigers in their forties, and more like money leopards in their fifties. The older they get, the more experienced they become. Many people have experienced it." I couldn't take back my

words as soon as

they left my mouth, thinking that my mother was going to be angry. Sure enough, my mother's face immediately turned red, and she poked my head with her finger, saying, "You... you... where did you learn these things? Don't talk nonsense like that in the future."

I hurriedly admitted my mistake. "Mom, I...I know I was wrong...Let's go home quickly."

Seeing that I admitted my mistake, my mother stopped scolding me. As we walked, she said, "Mom knows you've grown up. I won't be so strict with you anymore, but you have to be careful and don't learn those unhealthy

things . By the way, you and your girlfriend haven't...done anything, have you?"

I understood what my mother meant and secretly chuckled. Seeing that my mother wasn't angry anymore, I felt emboldened and decided to tell her the truth. "I...Xiaomin and I...we've...twice, I think." I still

concealed a little bit; actually, I couldn't even count how many times I'd done it with my girlfriend. Seeing my nervous look, my mother laughed.

"Alright, alright, my son has grown up. Mom doesn't blame you, hehe... Bring Xiaomin home for Mom to meet soon. If she's a good match, get married sooner rather than later, so you won't overthink things all the time."

"Mom, you're here again. I told you it would be in a few years, but now I want to spend some more time with you." After saying that, I gently hugged my mother's waist and slowly slid my hand up her waist. My mother still chuckled and let

me hug her.

"Hmm, okay, bring her home for Mom to meet first." Before I knew it, we had arrived at the door.

It was almost 11 p.m. when I got home. After washing up, my mother and I went to our respective rooms to sleep. I couldn't fall asleep, thinking about what happened tonight. My penis went off twice. I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night

and passed by my mother's room. I could vaguely hear her tossing and turning in bed. I wondered if she was also unable to sleep because she was reliving scenes from a movie. Her vulva was probably wet

. My dad was probably engrossed in a mahjong game. Poor Mom.

The next morning, before I even got out of bed, my mother came to call me for breakfast. She gently knocked on my door and called, "Little lazybones, get up and have breakfast... hurry up."

I deliberately didn't say anything. I never lock my door unless I'm masturbating. I knew my mother wouldn't wake me and would come in. A small, wicked thought crossed my mind. My penis is always

rock hard in the morning, and my panties always bulge out like a little tent. I pulled back the covers, revealing my body in only my panties, and continued to pretend to be asleep. Sure enough, my mother came in when she saw I didn't react.

"Hey, you little lazybones, get up! If you don't get up, Mom's going to spank you again, you hear me, hurry up..."

My mother suddenly stopped talking, probably because she saw my body. I groggily made a "hmm" sound and turned over, my genitals facing my mother. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Oh, Mom, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep a little longer." I saw my mother's eyes were looking at my genitals, and when she heard me speak, she quickly looked into my eyes.

"Ugh, look at you sleeping like that, not even covered up properly. Get up!"

"Mom, it's too hot. I was thinking of sleeping naked. I heard it can improve sleep quality." As I spoke, I stretched and spread my legs, my lower body becoming even more erect, and I moved a few times towards my mother.

I got up and, without putting on any clothes, went behind my mother and hugged her. "Mom, I was born from you. My whole body is a gift from you. What is there that I can't tell you? You agree,

right, Mom?"

My erect penis pressed against my mother's buttocks and couldn't help but move slightly, causing my mother's body to tremble.

"Hmm...you have a point, but you...you're hugging Mom like this without clothes on, and...your lower body...is still not behaving, this won't do." Even as she said this, my mother didn't break free from my body

, so I couldn't help but press even tighter against her, my penis pressed between my mother's buttocks without moving.

"Mom, I'm a young, normal man. I usually get an erection in the morning. I hugged you because I like you and love you. You're my own mother, after all. I didn't mean to disrespect you."

My mother laughed and patted my bottom, saying, "Okay, okay, Mom knows you're considerate of your mother. But it's not good if other people see you hugging me like this. It's like you're taking advantage of your mother."

"Hmm, Mom, who would see? Besides, we didn't do anything. We're not afraid of what people will say." I became bolder and bolder. I kissed my mother's neck, and my penis rubbed between her buttocks. My mother

felt the stimulation and let out a cry, trying to get away. But I held her tightly and she didn't get away.

"You...how could you...treat your mother like this? Let go of me! You have a girlfriend now, if you want to hug someone, go hug her! I'm your mother, you can't do this to me!" My mother was agitated, and I quickly let go of

her.

"Mom, I was confused for a moment, I'm sorry."

My mother's tone softened: "Son, you can't do what they do in the movies, you can't have impure thoughts about your mother, how will people face you if word gets out?"

"Mom, I...actually, I just thought you were so beautiful that I couldn't help but...do that,"

my mother said, a little pleased that I had complimented her. "You're just talking nonsense. I'm a fifty-two-year-old woman, and you still call me beautiful? Look, your father doesn't even talk to me anymore, he's never home."

My mother sighed. As she spoke, I had already finished dressing. Seeing that my mother was upset, I took her hand and said, "Mom, don't be sad. Even if Dad doesn't come home, I'll still be here with you!"

My mother still sighed, but her mood improved slightly. She looked at me and said, "You should spend more time with me in the future, but you can't do what you did just now. It wouldn't be good if people found out."

"Mom, I know." Then we went out, and I washed up and ate breakfast with my mother.

After breakfast, I sat on the sofa with my mother watching TV. She said, "Go see your father later and tell him to come home for lunch. Do you still consider this your home?"

"Okay, Mom."

I noticed my mother had just changed into a dress; it was a bit thin, and the outline of her bra was faintly visible. I couldn't help but think about her body, but my mother had warned me that morning, so I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I'd better

test .

"Mom, do you and Dad still have sex?"

"Oh, this…you child, why are you asking your mother this? Don't meddle in adult matters."

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I've read that older people should also have normal sex lives. I'm just concerned about you. What's wrong with telling your son?"

"Well...sigh, your dad is never around. When he comes home, he just lies down on the bed and falls asleep. He doesn't have any...sex...with...Mom anymore...Besides, Mom is old now

. It doesn't matter whether we have sex or not."

"Mom, you can't think like that. Appropriate sex can not only promote physical health, but also delay aging in women."

Hearing that it could delay aging, my mother became excited: "Really...really? No wonder I feel like my body isn't as good as it used to be these past two years. Come on, there's no one else at home today, so tell me what's going on,

but don't let anyone else know that we're talking about this kind of thing at home."
Seeing my mother's nervous and anxious look, I was secretly pleased.

"According to scientific research, during sexual intercourse, a woman's body secretes a large amount of hormones, including female hormones. These female hormones can not only slow down the degeneration of the reproductive system and maintain its sensitivity, but

also promote smoother and more elastic skin. Simply put, insufficient female hormone secretion is the root cause of aging. Therefore, appropriate sexual activity is necessary for women of any age, and

the quality of sexual activity should be high. For example, it is normal for women under 65 to have sex once or twice a week. If their libido is strong, they can increase the frequency appropriately."

"Oh, I see. Well, sigh..." Mother sighed again. Father only comes home a few times a month. Although Mother was sad, she was helpless. It seems that Mother believed what I said.

I felt I should strike while the iron was hot and get closer to my mother, so I moved closer to her, took her hand in one hand, and gently placed the other on her thigh. Looking into her

eyes I said, "Mom, how many times a month do you and Dad... have sex? Is Dad good in bed?"

"Hmm... on average, maybe once... once a month. Your dad was... okay last year, but this year he and Mom... are less intimate. Even when he does... he's not good enough. He finishes... very quickly...

"

"Ah, Mom!" I feigned surprise. "It seems Dad has premature ejaculation. Over time, he's become self-conscious and even less willing to be close to you. If this continues, you'll age faster. You need to take the initiative to get closer to Dad and care for him;

that will restore his libido a lot."

"What...what are you saying...that's so awful! Okay, Mom's already told you everything! Mom...I've tried...taking the initiative...but your dad...still can't..."

"Oh, then...Mom, you have to answer me seriously now so I can help you find a solution."

My mother's face was already red after revealing so many private things. She hesitated for a moment, then softly replied, "Okay...okay, ask away..."

My hand began to gently slide on my mother's thigh. She probably noticed, but she didn't know I had impure thoughts about her, and since I was only touching her thigh, she didn't refuse

.

I was already feeling a little excited as I touched my mother's thigh. Looking into her eyes, I asked, "Mom...do you sometimes think about...that thing?"

My mother lowered her head, her neck turning red. "Yes...sometimes I think about it..."

"Mom, what do you do when you think about it?"

"What...what else can I do?"

"Mom, suppressing it like this is bad for your health. Actually, you can try masturbating to orgasm, which can also solve your sexual desire."

"Ah, what...masturbation...Mom doesn't know..."

"Hehe, Mom, masturbation is also called self-pleasure, which means self-comfort. It involves stimulating your sensitive areas with your hands, such as the clitoris, breasts, buttocks, etc. There's also the use of an artificial penis inserted into the

vagina achieve orgasm. This can also satisfy sexual needs. Foreigners have been advocating it for hundreds of years."

"Cough... You know so much from there, I don't know what to do... and... it's so embarrassing..."

"Mom, what's embarrassing about it? Science now considers masturbation a part of sex life. No one knows if I do it alone, and it satisfies my body's needs, isn't that great? To be honest

, I masturbated last night."

"Ah... you... you do that too..."

"Yes, men need it too. You just use a glove to rub your penis back and forth until you ejaculate. There are also artificial vaginas available. Family planning stores sell all kinds of masturbation

devices ."

"Oh, I know so little. Society has changed; these things are out in the open now."

"Mom, everyone talks about a high quality of life these days, and sex education is more widespread. Even elementary school students are starting sex education. How about I take you online? There's all sorts of sex information there, and... you

can even see how people masturbate... and learn a thing or two."

"Go away! I'm not going to learn, but I want to see if you're just making things up. And you have to find those things for me too, I don't know anything about computers."

"Okay, no problem, Mom, I'll take you there now."

I sensed that my mother and I were getting closer and closer, so I eagerly turned off the TV and went into my room with her to turn on the computer.

There was only one chair in front of my computer, and when my mother sat down, I had to stand—it was too tiring. I suggested that my mother move the computer desk closer to my bed, and then she sat on the edge of my bed while I sat

behind her, teaching her how to use the internet. At first, I opened many links to sex education websites for her, and she watched them very attentively. Soon she learned to open other links on her own, and I would

put arms around her waist and watch with her. Although there was a lot of sex education information online, it was basically all the same, and I soon got tired of it. I told my mother, "Mom, all this information is pretty much

the same. Let's stop watching. I'll find some with pictures and videos that are easier to remember."

"Oh, okay."

I freed my right hand to find more stimulating content and quickly found a set of pictures of mature widows masturbating.

My mother turned her face away with a gasp, "No, no, you're shameless."

The mature woman on the webpage was listed as fifty-eight years old, but her body was quite alluring, her muscles more relaxed than my mother's.

Seeing my mother's embarrassment, I hugged her waist tightly and comforted her, "Mom, don't be shy, this is a good opportunity to learn. Look at this lady, she's much older than you, and she still had someone take pictures of her to show

everyone . Come on, keep looking."

My mother didn't say anything, her gaze slowly shifting back. I pointed to each picture and began to explain:
"This woman is a widow. Although she's fifty-eight, she still needs to masturbate to satisfy her sexual desires. Mom, look, first she touched her breasts, and then in this picture she touched her vulva. Oh, her pubic hair has turned white…

After touching it for a while, she inserted her fingers into her vulva… Next, she applied lubricant to her vulva… probably because it was too dry inside…

Now she's holding a dildo… Look… first she rubs it on her labia to increase her arousal before inserting it into her vagina… This back-and-forth motion feels similar to real intercourse… Hmm…"

"Mom, do you understand now?"

I stopped explaining and looked at my mother. She had never seen anything like this before, and her expression was a little different. Her eyes were fixed on the picture, her face was flushed as if she had drunk some wine, and her breathing was a little rapid. It seemed that my mother was already

engrossed in it.

I pressed myself against my mother's body, looking at the familiar picture, and my penis was already aroused. I dared not move, my erection pressed against her body. My mother seemed oblivious, focused on the picture. I touched her abdomen and said

, "Mom, is it pretty?"

"Uh, you're an old woman, still doing this, so bold."

"Yes, Mom, people much older than you still appreciate life. You should learn from them."

"Cough... Mom... Mom... I can't do it..." It seemed my mother was still shy.

"Mom, don't be shy. When you're alone, you can slowly recall these pictures in your room and then try to do it yourself. I'll find you some more pictures for reference."

My mother really wanted to continue looking, so she didn't say anything, as if waiting for me to continue. I then found a set of pictures of a mother and son having sex. In

the pictures, the mother was masturbating without closing the door, and her son saw her. The son secretly went in and suddenly hugged his mother, touching and kissing her. The mother couldn't resist and had sex with her son. The mother was fifty-

five years old, and the son was thirty. As soon as I saw it, my penis felt like it was going to explode, and the mother immediately screamed.

"What kind of pictures are these? Stop looking, change them!" Her body heaved even more violently.

I hugged my mother's body with both arms and said, "Mom, this is another way to satisfy my sexual desire, and it's more direct and effective. Let's see." After saying that, I rested my head on my mother's shoulder, breathed on

her neck, and stroked her waist with both hands, my penis hardening against her buttocks.

My mother reacted: "Oh...no...son...you can't do this, Mom won't look anymore, you'll learn bad things if you look at these kinds of pictures, Mom...um...we'll look at them another day." My mother

unconsciously seemed to be moaning, which made me even more itchy.

"Mom...look a little longer, there's no one else around. Why don't you try masturbating here and see how it feels...oh...Mom, I promise I won't tell anyone...I'm your

son...not a stranger...look at these pictures, a mother and son are having sex."
My mother's breathing became more rapid.

"No...no...I'm your mother...how can I do...do something filthy in front of my son...I can't do it alone...oh...don't hug me so tightly..."

My mother was still too shy, but she still let me hug her and caress her body, so her attitude wasn't very firm.

I finally couldn't resist and slid my hand to my mother's genitals, pressing against her plump vulva. Even through two layers of pants, my mother's vulva was still so full.

"Mom... I saw your body when you took a shower that day... I don't think you're old at all... How about I help you... masturbate once... just once... okay... Mom..."

"Oh... your hand... what are you doing... what kind of son are you... that day when I asked you to get my clothes while I was showering, your eyes were wandering... and today you... you want to help me... masturbate

..."

My mother's vulva was stimulated by my touch, even through her pants. She twisted her body and grabbed my hand on her vulva, but didn't pull it away. She became nervous as she spoke,

clearly giving her pleasure, but the feeling was both comfortable and contradictory.

I couldn't miss this opportunity. "...Mom...let's try it just once. Your son really likes you and wants you to be happy. Dad is often away from home, and you're lonely. Let your son satisfy you with his hand today

." As I spoke, I gently rubbed my mother's vulva.

"Ah...don't mention your dad...oh...you're such a bad son...okay, just this once...

um...only touching...and you can't let your dad or anyone else know about this...remember that..."

I don't know if it was because I mentioned my dad that aroused my mother or because my hand made her unable to resist, but my mother hummed softly, her face showing a comfortable expression, her eyes closed, and she removed her hand to let

me caress her vulva. Afraid that my mother would be uncomfortable, I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart and first used my whole palm to gently rub my mother's vulva while continuing to talk to her.

"Mom, your vulva is so plump, it feels much better than Xiaomin's... Can you feel it like this? Should I press harder...?"

"Oh... um... don't say that, son... we are mother and son... I really shouldn't do this... oh...

I shouldn't have agreed to do this to my mother... how can I face people after this..."

It seems that although the mother felt good, she was still a little worried and had not completely let go.

"Mom...you've worked so hard all these years. I'm just using my hands to satisfy you. We're not really having sex like...the mother and son in the pictures. Just think of it as me giving you a normal massage to show

my . Besides, it's just the two of us here, no one will see. You don't need to worry at all. Enjoy it. You can even treat my hands as your own."

I started to stroke my mother's clitoris and labia directly with my fingers, and through her thin skirt and panties, I would occasionally squeeze the indentation between her labia. With my other hand, I would gently

squeeze . Stimulated from both sides and hearing what I said, which seemed to make some sense, my mother stopped talking, squeezed her thighs together, and hummed "hmm" as her body trembled slowly, her reaction becoming more intense.

I slipped my hand inside my mother's collar, unhooked her bra, and grasped her full breasts. My mother trembled and let out a soft "ah," revealing that her breasts were also very sensitive. I kneaded her breasts

and kissed her neck.

"Mom, are you comfortable? If you are, just say so. Don't hold back. Today I'll make you feel really good... Oh... Spread your legs a little wider... My dear mother." My

mother let out another "oh" and slowly spread her legs. I licked her neck and earlobes, my penis throbbing against her buttocks. With one hand, I simply pulled up her skirt and touched

her vulva through her panties.

My mother's panties were very thin; I could feel the warmth of her labia. I pressed my finger against the center of her labia, and most of it sank into her vagina. The panties, pressed tightly against her vulva, immediately became very wet

, soaking my finger and making it sticky and slippery. I hadn't realized my mother had produced so much vaginal fluid; I was so excited I almost ejaculated. My palm continued to rub rapidly against her vulva, and

the increasingly intense pleasure finally made my mother cry out.

"Oh...oh...um...son...Mom feels so good...son...ah..."

Hearing my mother's moans for the first time, I was so excited that my mind went blank, and my penis, without my control, plunged deep into my mother's buttocks, rubbing and grinding. After a while, I pulled my mother's hand to

my penis.

"...My good mother...you feel good, don't you...son feels so uncomfortable...please rub my penis too...Mom...oh..."

My mother's hand recoiled as if she had been electrocuted when it touched my hot, hard penis.

"Oh...son...your...is so big...no, no...Mom can't do that..."

"...Mom...my dear mother...I've already helped you...please help your son too...just touch it for a little while...please...I'm your son...my penis

came ...please feel it..."
After saying that, I put my mother's hand back. This time, my mother didn't remove it; her warm and soft hand pressed tightly against my penis, it felt so good.

I felt that I was almost there, just a little bit away from having sex with my mother. One hand was still touching her vulva, while the other was on top of hers, letting her hand rub my glans through my pants.

My mother seemed even more excited than I was, panting heavily as she rubbed my penis with one hand while kneading her breasts with the other, her large buttocks swaying from side to side in sync with my touch

. More and more vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, seeping down the edge of her panties and wetting her inner thighs.

I was almost overwhelmed by the intoxicating stimulation of lust. I groped for my mother's inner thighs and slipped my hand inside her panties, instantly covering her wet and slippery vulva. Oh, I finally really touched

my mother's vulva; it was so full and so wet.

"Ah...no...son...no...ah...Mom can't take it...ah..."

she said, quickly pressing my hand down to stop me from moving. I didn't care about anything else anymore and instantly slid a finger into my mother's vulva.

"Ah...son...you can't do this...no..."

My mother's body seemed to be collapsing; her buttocks shook violently, and more streams of lustful fluid gushed from her vulva.

I simply pulled down my pants again, grabbed my mother's hand, and made her grasp my penis. She gasped again as she held it, her hand trembling as she stroked it. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and

cried , a jolt of pain shooting through my spine as I ejaculated. My scrotum contracted a few more times, and more semen flowed from the opening onto my mother's hand.

I'd never ejaculated so freely before. Seeing that I had ejaculated and that semen was on her hand, my mother, whether out of embarrassment or a sense of having gone too far, hurriedly released her hand,

ceasing movements. Although my hand was still on her vulva, she seemed to have lost all feeling.

Sure enough, she spoke up: "Son... I think what we're doing is too outrageous... Let's end it here. If this continues, I'll feel uneasy. I don't really care if my sex drive is satisfied or not

. I don't want to ruin your life."

Sigh, my dear mother, she still regrets it even after all this. Although I wasn't as excited as before after ejaculating, I went a step further to dissuade my mother from this idea, gently rubbing her

vulva .

"Mom, why do you still think that way? Although we're mother and son, we're just touching each other. No one will know, so what are you worried about? We both need to satisfy our normal physiological

needs, and that's not unreasonable. In fact, it makes our mother-son relationship even closer, isn't that better?"

I said earnestly, and my mother's expression softened a bit but wasn't completely back to normal. I coaxed and lied for a while longer, even tickling her armpit. My mother finally laughed, dodging and

saying, "Hehe... don't tickle me anymore. It tickles... Mom promises you... oh... if you tickle me again, I won't talk to you anymore."

"Mom, you have to promise to masturbate me again and touch my penis." I pulled down my mother's panties with one hand and kept rubbing her clitoris with the other. My mother's body started to writhe again.

"Mmm...okay...oh...Mom promises you, if you need it...Mom...I'll touch it for you..." My mother said shyly. I comforted my mother's thirsty vulva even more vigorously.

"Touch what, Mom...mmm..." My mother couldn't take it anymore, "Mmm...touch...touch my son's big...penis...oh...bad son, go slower..."

My mother's shy and somewhat lewd moans made my penis throb again. I made an even bolder request to my mother: "Mom, why don't you lie down? That way it will be easier for my hand to move, and you

will feel more comfortable."
Actually, I wanted to take a closer look at my mother's vulva.

"...Hmm...No...That's enough...Mom...Mom is already very comfortable..." My mother's attitude was ambiguous. I held my mother's shoulders and slowly laid her body flat on my bed. I took off

her slippers and pulled her legs onto the bed. My mother closed her eyes shyly and let me do as I pleased. Her full and plump body curves were fully exposed. I pulled her skirt up to her waist, and her plump white thighs and

bulging vulva covered by her panties were presented in front of me.

I started to caress my mother's thighs and slowly slid down to her vulva. I couldn't help but lower my head and put my mouth to my mother's vulva, licking her vulva through her panties. My mother felt the heat of my tongue, opened her eyes

and tried to push my head away.

"Ah...no...don't use your mouth...um...it's dirty..."

"Mmm...Mom, I don't think any part of your body is dirty. This is called oral sex, it's also a form of sex. You've probably never tried it, right? I bet Dad wouldn't know either...Today I'll let

you experience it once, I guarantee it's much more comfortable than touching with your hands."

"Mmm...mmm...you know so much...oh...Mom, I'm so hot..."

As I licked, my lips were already covered in my mother's vaginal fluid, which had a salty, pungent smell. I felt it wasn't exciting enough, so I pulled down my mother's panties. My mother's vulva was really plump, with a few

silver-gray , making me realize that my mother was an alluring mature woman. Especially her two labia majora, which were dark purple and shiny, bulging and slightly opening and closing. The long slit was already soaking wet,

sticky with the lustful fluid flowing from my mother's vulva.

"...Mom...you're hot, I've already taken off your panties for you...Mom, your vulva is so tempting...much plumper than Xiaomin's...and so wet...I want to taste it properly..."

"Oh...son...you really know how to tease your mother...I've never felt so good before...Xiaomin is so lucky..."

My mother became more and more wanton and bolder, and I was even happier. "Mom... as long as you like it... I'll make you even... even happier than Xiaomin... You're my real mother, I love you even more..."

My mother was moved. "Hmm... good son..."

I looked at my mother's sticky vulva and almost drooled. I didn't bother to talk to her and opened my mouth again to gently lick her vulva, sucking the lustful fluid from her vulva.

My mother was truly aroused: "Oh... oh... son... Mom is so itchy and numb... so comfortable... oh oh... Mom wants... Mom wants it... itchy... oh..." While moaning, she thrust her plump white buttocks

upward, pressing her vulva tightly against my mouth.

I licked my mother's vulva, listening to her moans. My penis was already erect again, so I secretly moved my mouth away, continuing to caress her vulva with one hand while

rubbing my penis against her vulva with the other.

My mother was moaning lasciviously, her large buttocks swaying from side to side, unaware that my mouth had replaced my penis, rubbing against her vulva. I gently thrust in, the head of my penis sliding into her vulva along with her vaginal fluids

. The feeling of my penis being enveloped by my mother's thick, moist vulva was much more pleasurable than having sex with my girlfriend.

My mother realized something was wrong, let out a couple of moans, and tried to move away. I quickly thrust my entire penis into her vagina, filling it completely. Her body trembled, and her vagina

gripped my penis tightly, her mouth opening and making sounds of "oh oh" but unable to speak. I quickly leaned down and kissed her lips, thrusting my penis forcefully into her vagina.

"...Mmm...mmm..." My mother could only moan softly as I kissed her. I didn't stop kissing her, continuing to thrust into her vagina. After a while, my mother, probably feeling too good from my penetration,

began to cooperate with my thrusts, reaching out to hug my neck, her large buttocks occasionally swaying to welcome my penis.

As I penetrated her, my mother's vagina contracted and gripped my penis tightly, simultaneously responding to my passionate kiss, sucking on my tongue, and even putting her tongue into my mouth for me to suck. Our

tongues were intertwined, and my large penis filled her plump vagina... Soon, more sticky, lustful fluid gushed from her vagina, making our

lower bodies increasingly wet... The sinful pleasure of incest with my own mother overwhelmed my mind. I tightly embraced my mother's soft, plump buttocks, thrusting my hips almost frantically, my penis

rapidly penetrating her vagina...

About five... Six minutes later, I felt a surge of pleasure, followed by gushing out thick semen, all of it shooting into my mother's unusually warm and wet vagina… My mother let out a muffled groan,

tightly embracing me and pressing her lower body against mine, the soft flesh inside her vagina constantly writhing and squeezing my penis…

This feeling was something I had never experienced before, and although it only lasted a few minutes, it deeply captivated me. From then on, I could never escape the temptation of that pleasure.

Originally, I thought that after having a physical relationship with my mother, I could do whatever I wanted with her. Unexpectedly, the very next day, my mother began to ignore me.

In the afternoon, when she was alone in her room, I sneaked in, intending to be intimate with her. However, my mother showed none of the passion she had shown the day before, and stubbornly refused my advances. In the end, she only let me touch

her body . When I tried to take it further, she got angry. She said that she had been foolish and shameless yesterday, which was why she had done such a shameful thing with me. As she spoke, she even shed tears, pleading with me to stop thinking about it

and to find a wife and settle down.

My mother's sudden change really surprised me, but I quickly realized that she must be feeling scared and worried about being discovered—the consequences of which were indeed unthinkable. After

calming down, I also thought about these things, but I felt that with a little care, no one would find out. After much deliberation, I decided to stop bothering my mother for the time being and let her

put her mind at ease; there should still be a chance. So I told her about my girlfriend's situation, saying that we would get married as soon as we found stable jobs, and that I would never bother

her again if she didn't want to. I also repeatedly said that I had done something I shouldn't have done to my girlfriend yesterday because we had been separated for so long. But now that it had happened and no one suspected me, we should both be more understanding, and that I would be even more filial to her

in the future and wouldn't cause her any worry. My mother's emotions finally calmed down.

For the next two months, I deliberately maintained a proper distance from my mother, maintaining a normal mother-son relationship. Gradually, my mother seemed to have forgotten about that incident and treated me like usual.

I desperately suppressed my desire to be close to my mother, and finally, another opportunity came my way.

For some reason, I had just fallen asleep when I heard my parents arguing loudly in their room. A short while later, my mother stormed into my room, saying, "I'm sleeping here tonight." She

locked the door, turned, and slipped into my bed. My mother was wearing pajamas, and as we lay down, our bodies pressed together. The warm, soft feeling immediately ignited my desire. But I still

suppressed my impulse and calmly asked my mother what was wrong.

My mother sighed, paused for a while, and then continued, "That old beast of a father of yours... he ruined that silly girl from Hong Dajun's family. She told everyone this afternoon in front of so many people; the whole

neighborhood knows

now." I was stunned. I thought my father only liked drinking and playing mahjong; I hadn't expected him to be such a lecherous old man. I felt a mixture of anger and a secret thrill. I was angry that my father had

so shamelessly raped a teenage girl, but I was also thrilled that my mother would probably be angry for a while, giving me more opportunities to be close to her.

That night, my mother and I talked until very late before falling asleep. Nothing else happened. When I woke up first in the morning, I found myself holding my mother very tightly, my swollen penis pressed against

her buttocks through her clothes—an unintentional act in my sleep, of course. This long-lost feeling excited me. I maintained the position, pretending to be asleep, occasionally pressing my lower body closer to my mother.

When my mother woke up, perhaps not wanting to wake me, she gently turned over a few times, trying to get up, but I held her too tightly to make it happen. As she turned, my penis rubbed tightly against her buttocks, and then I heard her

let out a low moan, muttering, "You little beast!" before forcefully pushing me away.

Seeing my mother about to get up and leave, I didn't think twice in my haste. I quickly sat up and hugged her from behind, pressing my face against her neck and softly calling, "Mom..." Then I

hugged her even tighter. My mother's body visibly trembled, and her voice changed.

"What are you trying to do? You little rascal, hurry up and get Mom up."

I didn't answer immediately, but gently rubbed my face against her neck.

My mother sighed and patted my head.

"Don't do that, son..." she paused, then continued. "Mom doesn't want to hurt you..."

Seeing my mother's attitude soften, I was secretly pleased. Then I moved my hand to my mother's chest and covered her breast.

"No, Mom, we'll only be intimate at home... no one will know... Mom... your son really loves you..."

My mother stopped talking, turned her head to look at me, and then sighed softly. That was her way of agreeing. I suppressed my burning excitement, gently pulled my mother down to lie on my back

, and began to kiss and caress her tenderly. Soon, she became aroused.

When my hand touched her genitals, she began to moan softly, her face showing an expression of pure bliss. A minute or two later, I quickly stripped off my and my mother's clothes, pressing my face

against my mother's thighs... When my mouth touched my mother's vulva, her labia were already seeping with a trickle of vaginal fluid, the faint, fishy smell filling my nostrils and driving me even more wild. I

mumbled "Mom," reached under my mother's buttocks, and tightly embraced her buttocks, while simultaneously pressing my nose into her vaginal opening... The fishy smell became even stronger, and I

kept gently squeezing my nose in, soon my nose was covered in my mother's vaginal fluid. My mother began to pant, holding my head with both hands, occasionally pressing it down a few times, clearly aroused

.

For the next few minutes, I used both my lips and tongue to diligently suck and lick my mother's vulva... until most of my face and her genitals were wet, and my mother started urging me on. Only then did I

move and lie on top of her naked body.

Because of the previous licking, my mother's vulva was exceptionally slippery, and my penis slid in completely without any resistance, making thrusting incredibly smooth... Although the friction on my penis was slightly less intense than

very stimulating, it allowed me to thrust for longer. I thrust continuously for nearly twenty minutes, panting heavily, but without feeling any urge to ejaculate. I felt

much more vigorous than the last time we were intimate, and my mother seemed even more wanton, as if all her inhibitions had been blown away by my penis...

"Ugh... you good boy... Mom's going to die..."

My mother stared at me blankly.

"Oh... dear mother, is your son enjoying it... not worse than Dad, right..."

I said after deliberately thrusting my hips a few times.

"Well... don't mention that old immortal... beast... um... it's the same for both father and son... don't... don't try too hard..."

My mother said, hugging me tightly to stop me from moving, and pinched my butt hard. I just wanted to take a breath, so I lay down, letting my cock continue to be inserted into my mother's pussy, and continued

talking with her face.

"Mom...why are you scolding me...Son, I serve you so hard..."

I playfully twisted my mother's reddish-brown nipples.

"Pfft... did mom force you to serve me with a knife?... You and your son are both beasts..."

Mother said bitterly, twisting her butt.

I knew my mother wasn't really angry, so I stopped talking and started thrusting my penis again, each time penetrating harder and deeper... My mother's expression immediately changed. She squinted and began moaning incessantly

, and she also actively lifted her lower body to meet me...

After about ten minutes, I finally felt the urge to ejaculate.

I pulled my hand away from my mother's buttocks, wrapped my arms around her neck, and started kissing her mouth while my penis thrust rapidly...

My mother must have sensed that I was about to ejaculate, and she became wildly aroused, moaning and licking me, her vulva clenching and contracting, her big buttocks thrusting joyfully...

I ejaculated shortly afterward, and my mother let out an "Ah!" Almost at the same time as I ejaculated, streams of hot fluid gushed from her vulva...

After climaxing, my mother and I both collapsed, looked at each other and smiled, too weak to speak, and snuggled together, closing our eyes to rest... We even fell asleep...

When I woke up again, another hour had passed, and my mother had to shake me awake. My mother's gaze was different from before, and I embraced her voluptuous body again, caressing it intimately. She

was unusually compliant, even unexpectedly teasing my penis a few times. I vaguely sensed that she no longer seemed to have so many reservations. After lingering for a while, we got up and went out together...

When

we came out, we found that my father had already left and we didn't know where he was. He hadn't returned home by dinnertime. I thought he was probably afraid that Hong Dajun would come looking for him, so he went into hiding.

After it was completely dark, I suggested we go look for my father, but my mother angrily said not to look, that it would be better if he didn't come back.

Around nine o'clock that night, I received a call from my sister, saying that my father had gone to her house and was now drunk and had just fallen asleep.

I'm 25 years old this year. I have only one older sister who is already married. My parents are both factory workers; my father is 55 and my mother is 52. They both retired at the age of 50. My father spends all day playing mahjong at

the teahouse , often playing all night and not coming home for dinner. My mother often nags him about it. After retiring, my mother stays home doing housework and now takes care of my child. In the evenings, she likes to go

dancing at the senior citizens' association, but my father doesn't accompany her, so she often goes by herself.

Although my mother is over fifty, with a thick waist and large hips, she is still quite healthy due to regular exercise. Her skin is fair, and apart from a few crow's feet and some age spots, she

still retains the charm of a

middle-aged woman. Especially when she walks, her slightly sagging breasts and large buttocks sway gently, arousing the imagination. Of course, this can only be seen in the summer when my mother wears less clothing at home and doesn't wear a bra. Usually, when she goes out, my mother dresses very traditionally, and in the eyes of those around her,

she is an absolutely docile and obedient housewife. When she dances, she only has female partners, which my father is very satisfied with and never objects to her dancing alone.

My mother and I had sexual relations about a year and a half ago. It took me about three months to get her to have incestuous relations with me, with her half-hearted consent. Afterwards, she didn't blame me

; everything seemed natural. I brought her voluptuous, mature body to orgasm like never before, and I felt unusually excited about having sex with my own mother.

After the first time, my mother and I reached a tacit understanding: when acquaintances were around, we were a normal mother and son; otherwise, I could do whatever I wanted with her body. So,

for over a year now, no one knows that my dutiful mother had a physical relationship with me.

I started paying attention to my mother's body two months after graduating from university, when she had also retired two months prior.

My first year after graduation was an internship at a company, which was very relaxed and free. Because my girlfriend's internship was in another city, I spent most of my time at home, surfing the internet and playing games.

After a while , life without a woman became unbearable. When my girlfriend was around, we had sex at least once every two days, but now I only masturbate, and I look at pornographic websites for stimulation. One time, I accidentally

saw pictures of mature women and incestuous novels about mothers and sons on a website, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. It was a kind of stimulation completely different from fantasizing about my girlfriend, and I ejaculated very quickly.

The plump, white bodies of middle-aged and elderly women, their darkened labia from constant friction, their large buttocks, and their fleshy waists gave me a sinful pleasure. I started imagining

whether my mother's vulva was like those of mature women, but I quickly dismissed the thought. After all, she was my own mother, and I felt guilty.

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The next month was still peaceful; I continued to browse pornographic websites and masturbate. But I found myself increasingly enjoying watching content about mature women engaging in incest. Memories of my girlfriend's body no longer excited me as much

. Often, seeing a mature woman's naked body would trigger fantasies about my mother's body, making the stimulation even stronger. Just imagining penetrating my mother's vagina would cause me to ejaculate quickly, but afterwards I still felt guilty towards

my mother.

Then one day at noon, my father still hadn't come home. After lunch, I was masturbating in my room. My mother finished getting ready and went to take a shower. Half an hour after she went into the bathroom, she started calling me. It turned out that the clothes she was taking

in to change had fallen on the floor and gotten wet, so she couldn't wear them. She asked me to get her another set. When I came out, not knowing which ones to get, I asked, "Mom, which ones, and where do you put them?"

"I'll take a set of underwear and pajamas from the drawer under my closet. Oh, I'll take your pajamas; Mom has another set that she washed." I opened the drawer and saw two pairs of underwear and a bra inside. They were all very old

. The bra was much larger than my girlfriend's. I hadn't noticed before how big my mom's breasts were. One of the underwear was almost torn from washing; it was practically see-through when I put it on my hand. If my mom wore that

underwear...

For some reason, my mind suddenly... Images of mature women's bodies and my mother's face kept flashing through my mind, refusing to leave. Holding my mother's panties, I finally couldn't resist fantasizing about her body again,

imagining her vulva under those panties, wondering if her buttocks were as plump and white as those mature women on pornographic websites. Thinking about it, my penis hardened. I couldn't control myself,

bringing my mother's panties to my nose and inhaling deeply, but there was only a faint scent of laundry detergent.

I remembered the pungent smell of my girlfriend's panties, soaked with vaginal fluid before sex, and it was as if I could smell my mother's vagina. I couldn't help but start masturbating again. I licked the part of my mother's panties that touched her vulva...

Like licking my mother's labia, although I had never paid attention to my mother's body and didn't know what her vulva looked like, the fantasy of my mother's body made me extremely excited. I rubbed

my penis , and then wrapped the part of my mother's panties that was against her vulva around my penis and stroked it, imagining my penis penetrating my mother's vulva... Soon a strong pleasure rushed up my waist...

I was about to ejaculate... I pushed a few times and quickly took off my mother's panties. A stream of pus sprayed out and shot onto my panties, but the part of my mother's panties that had just covered my penis was still a little wet. When

my mother saw that I hadn't taken it off properly after so long, she cried out again.

"Son, did you find it? Hurry, Mom's cold."

"Okay, I found it, coming right up."

I quickly grabbed Mom's bra, went to my room to get my pajamas, and went to the bathroom. I pushed the door open, but it was locked.

"Mom, open the door, here are your clothes."

"Oh, okay."

When my mother opened the door to take the clothes, I noticed her naked body for the first time. While looking at her body, I deliberately handed her the clothes in both hands.

"Mom, be careful not to drop them on the floor."

"Oh!"

My mother was so focused on the clothes that she didn't notice me staring at her body. My mother's body was basically the same as the mature women's bodies I'd seen online. Because her body was slightly angled towards me

, I couldn't see her entire buttocks clearly, but from the half of her round buttocks that were exposed, I could tell that her buttocks were large, white, and plump. She had a lot of fat around her waist, and her arms and thighs were also white, plump, and

somewhat loose. Her breasts were large, so they didn't appear to sag noticeably; only her purplish-black nipples and areolas drooped down. What excited me most was my mother's vulva. Her lower body swelled up like a bun,

with not much pubic hair, which was grayish-white. Her two thick labia majora were a dark purple color and split open to the sides. The flesh at the entrance of her vulva was dark red, tender, and moist. The opening was long and narrow, and there was some wet, clear, slippery fluid between the slits.

Some of it flowed down to the bottom of the opening and gathered into a clump. It definitely didn't look like it was wet from bathwater; it must have been secretions from inside my mother's vulva.

I never imagined that my mother, who is already fifty-two years old, would have vaginal lubrication even without stimulation.

My girlfriend, on the other hand, needs a lot of stimulation before she gets any vaginal fluid. Usually, without foreplay, her vagina is always dry. I compared my mother's vagina with my girlfriend's again. My girlfriend's vagina is smaller, her labia are thinner, and her vaginal opening is always tightly closed. Every time I insert my penis, it grips my large penis tightly, which is a bit painful. Perhaps it's because there is too little flesh inside her vagina and

my penis is too big.

My mother's vaginal opening was much longer than my girlfriend's, and her vulva was much larger and more swollen. The flesh inside must have been thick and fleshy as well. If I were to insert my penis, it certainly wouldn't feel like my girlfriend's vagina

was gripping it and causing pain. Thinking of this, my previously limp and droopy penis hardened again, pushing my pants up high. My eyes were fixed on my mother's vulva, and I forgot when my mother had already

taken all the clothes from me. My mother, having taken the clothes, noticed I was still standing there and realized I was staring at her vulva. She reflexively covered her genitals with one hand. I snapped out of my daze and quickly looked away.

Looking , I saw her face was slightly red. She met my gaze briefly and then quickly looked down, but her eyes caught a glimpse of my erection. She looked up again, her face turning even redder, and said, "You…

"

Knowing I had overreacted, I hurriedly said, "Mom, that's all, I'm leaving." I quickly closed the bathroom door for her.

I watched TV in the living room while waiting for my mother to finish washing the dishes. I waited a long time, until almost eight o'clock in the evening, before she finally finished. Her complexion and demeanor seemed normal now. She took off her apron and sat down beside me

.

"Mom, I'm all washed up. Let's go for a walk."

"Oh, it's not safe to go out so late. Let's do it another day. Just stay home and watch TV."

"Mom, it's only eight o'clock. Come on, I'll protect you. If any bad guys dare to bully my mom, I'll beat them up, hmph!" I said, clenching my fist and showing my skinny arm to my mother. My mother couldn't help but laugh.
"You little rascal, okay, Mom will go change my clothes and then

we'll go out." After my mother changed her clothes, we went out. After walking around for a while, I got a little tired and said to my mother, "Mom, how about we go see a movie? We can go home and sleep afterward."

My mother agreed. I didn't expect that tonight's movie was a Category III film. It was about to start, so I quickly bought the tickets and dragged my mother into the theater, where we sat down in the back row.

The film tells the story of a college student who works as a male prostitute but eventually returns to a legitimate path. The student comes from a poor family and had to borrow money for his tuition. After getting a girlfriend, he couldn't

afford a birthday gift, so he worked as a hostess at a high-end nightclub every night to earn money. His handsome appearance caught the eye of a wealthy middle-aged woman, and after drinking together, they had sex. His large penis

satisfied the woman, who gave him two thousand yuan afterward. From then on, he found a way to make money, constantly sleeping with wealthy women. The film

begins with scenes of the college student and his girlfriend in bed. Although the genitals weren't shown, the moans and groans during sex were exciting, and I kept sneaking peeks at my mother's expression.

Although she's an adult, my mother was still a little embarrassed at first. She was even hesitant to look when the camera showed nudity. After a while, she tugged at my sleeve and whispered, "Son, let's go.

Watching this kind of movie will corrupt you."

I grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, what era are we living in? Your thinking is still so old-fashioned. I've seen this kind of movie before. Let's watch it before going home. We've already spent the money, it would be a waste not to watch it." Hearing me say that,

my mother didn't say anything and continued watching with me, holding my hand, no longer as uncomfortable as before.

In the middle of the movie, a college student is having sex with a woman in her fifties. The woman asks the student how old he is, and he replies that he is twenty-two. The woman then says, "You're

a year younger than my youngest son, so I can be your mother."

The student hugs the woman, pulls up her skirt, touches her large buttocks with one hand, and rubs her vulva through her panties with the other. He kisses her and says, "Then you can be my mother

from now on . Today, let your son serve you well, my dear mother! Mom, your pussy is so plump, your buttocks are so big, your son loves it the most." The woman moans and groans and

touches his penis through her panties. "Oh... my good son, you're making my pussy so itchy. Ah, your cock is so big, hurry up and fuck me, put it in my pussy... oh... oh...
hurry... oh..."

As I watched this, I felt my mother's hands gripping me tightly, her eyes looking away but then seeming to turn back, and my penis was already as hard as a steel rod. Then the college student reached into the old

woman's panties and touched her vulva, moaning, "My horny mom, your cunt is all wet, are you craving your son's big cock? Mom, you're so horny." The old woman couldn't wait to take off her

panties, then quickly pulled down the college student's underwear, straddling him and thrusting her cunt with his penis inside. After a while, they switched positions, and the college student was now on top of the old woman, holding her large buttocks and thrusting

forcefully hundreds of times. The old woman's thighs were covered in a pool of vaginal fluid, and she began to beg for mercy.

"Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Son, you're fucking your mother to death... It feels so good... Oh... Stop... If you fuck me to death, you'll only have time to go back and fuck your own horny mother at home...

Oh..."

The college student, aroused by the moans, thrust even harder, panting and yelling, "Oh... you old slut... I'll fuck you to death today... You dare say my mother's horny... Fine... I'll fuck

you to death first..."

The old woman, breathless, moaned, "Oh... how do you know your mother isn't horny if you haven't fucked her... You don't know... the older a woman gets, the more... the more horny she becomes... Oh... if you don't believe me,

find a chance... and try it with your mother... with your huge cock inside her cunt... I... I don't believe it." "Your mother can hold back... Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah..."

The college student seemed even more excited after hearing this. While thrusting, he reached out and touched the old woman's vulva, howling, "...Oh... you old slut... Okay... I won't rape you to death today... I'll go back and

have sex with my mom first, then I'll come back to you... My mom's pussy is definitely fatter than yours. Ah... Ah... I... I'm going to cum... Ah... I want to fuck my own mother... Oh... you old slut... Ah ah!" After saying that,

he thrust a few times, as if he had ejaculated.

The old woman's pussy was scalded by the warm semen and she almost fainted. Her big white buttocks pressed up, her vulva tightly wrapped around the young man's big cock, her body trembling as she enjoyed the pleasure of orgasm. My mother gripped my hand even

tighter, her chest heaving. She was clearly aroused by such an obscene scene, and I almost ejaculated myself. I imagined her vagina was soaking wet. I shook her

hand and asked, "Mom, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?" She hesitated, pulled her hand away, and whispered, "...No...it's nothing. Let's watch the movie."

I knew she was a little excited, and I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. We continued watching the movie. The later parts weren't very interesting; it was basically a college prodigal's comeback story, but it only lasted

a short while .

When we left the movie theater, it was crowded and packed. I naturally took my mother's hand and noticed that her palms were sweaty and hot. Her expression was strange, and she would quickly look away when she looked at me. I felt

a little excited and pulled her towards home. After walking for a while, my mother still hadn't said anything, so I spoke first.

"Mom, was the movie good?"

"Hmm, what?" My mother seemed absent-minded; I wondered if she was still thinking about the movie.
"Mom, what's wrong? I asked you if the movie was good?"

My mother heard me clearly this time, her face turned a little red, and she said, "What's so good about it? These days... this kind of movie is even shown publicly... watching it will teach you bad habits."

I pretended to laugh lightly: "Mom, this is considered an educational film, right? Even college students end up learning good things."

"Then... doing those kinds of things... is all shown, and the words are so nasty..."

"I didn't hear anything nasty about it, Mom?" I pretended to be confused.

"...The two of them are so far apart in age, yet they do that kind of thing, and...and they're calling each other 'son's mother,' it's shameless."

"Oh, my mom, that's just for the plot. Besides, they might not have actually done that...that kind of thing. We only saw their...butts, nothing else."

"...They didn't actually do it, yet they made such a fuss...Those two started touching each other while they were dressed, that can't be fake, right? That shouldn't be allowed." My mother argued hastily.

"Sigh, okay then, even if it shouldn't be allowed, actually, society is so open now, are there really male prostitutes? Those rich old women provide sexual services, it's said...those male prostitutes think that doing it with rich women...

not only is the money more, but it's also...

quite comfortable." I deliberately made it up.

"You...how do you know so much? Have you gone astray too? Those shameless old men...what's so good about them?"

"I...I just heard it from others. They say women in bed are like wolves in their thirties, tigers in their forties, and more like leopards in their fifties. The older they get, the more experienced they become. Lots of people have experienced it." I couldn't take back my words as soon as

they left my mouth , thinking that my mother was going to be angry.

Sure enough, my mother's face immediately turned red, and she poked my head with her finger, saying, "You...you...where did you learn these things? Don't talk nonsense like that again."

I hurriedly admitted my mistake. "Mom, I...I know I was wrong...Let's go home quickly."

Seeing that I admitted my mistake, my mother stopped scolding me. As we walked, she said, "Mom knows you've grown up. I won't be so strict with you anymore, but you have to be careful and don't learn those unhealthy

things . By the way, you and your girlfriend haven't...done anything, have you?"

I understood what my mother meant and secretly chuckled. Seeing that my mother wasn't angry anymore, I felt emboldened and decided to tell her the truth. "I...Xiaomin and I...we've...twice, I think." I still

concealed a little bit; actually, I couldn't even count how many times I'd done it with my girlfriend. Seeing my nervous look, my mother laughed.

"Alright, alright, my son has grown up. Mom doesn't blame you, hehe... Bring Xiaomin home for Mom to meet soon. If she's a good match, get married sooner rather than later, so you won't overthink things all the time."

"Mom, you're here again. I told you it would be in a few years, but now I want to spend some more time with you." After saying that, I gently hugged my mother's waist and slowly slid my hand up her waist. My mother still chuckled and let

me hug her.

"Hmm, okay, bring her home for Mom to meet first." Before I knew it, we had arrived at the door.

It was almost 11 p.m. when I got home. After washing up, my mother and I went to our respective rooms to sleep. I couldn't fall asleep, thinking about what happened tonight. My penis went off twice. I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night

and passed by my mother's room. I could vaguely hear her tossing and turning in bed. I wondered if she was also unable to sleep because she was reliving scenes from a movie. Her vulva was probably wet

. My dad was probably engrossed in a mahjong game. Poor Mom.

The next morning, before I even got out of bed, my mother came to call me for breakfast. She gently knocked on my door and called, "Little lazybones, get up and have breakfast... hurry up."

I deliberately didn't say anything. I never lock my door unless I'm masturbating. I knew my mother wouldn't wake me and would come in. A small, wicked thought crossed my mind. My penis is always

rock hard in the morning, and my panties always bulge out like a little tent. I pulled back the covers, revealing my body in only my panties, and continued to pretend to be asleep. Sure enough, my mother came in when she saw I didn't react.

"Hey, you little lazybones, get up! If you don't get up, Mom's going to spank you again, you hear me, hurry up..."

My mother suddenly stopped talking, probably because she saw my body. I groggily made a "hmm" sound and turned over, my genitals facing my mother. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Oh, Mom, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep a little longer." I saw my mother's eyes were looking at my genitals, and when she heard me speak, she quickly looked into my eyes.

"Ugh, look at you sleeping like that, not even covered up properly. Get up!"

"Mom, it's too hot. I was thinking of sleeping naked. I heard it can improve sleep quality." As I spoke, I stretched and spread my legs, my lower body becoming even more erect, and I even moved a few times towards my mother.

I got up and, without putting on any clothes, went behind my mother and hugged her. "Mom, I was born from you. My whole body is a gift from you. What is there that I can't let you know? You agree,

right, Mom?"

My erect penis pressed against my mother's buttocks and couldn't help but move slightly, causing her body to tremble.

"Hmm... you have a point, but you... hugging me like this without clothes on, and... your lower body... is not behaving properly. This is not right." Even as she said this, my mother didn't break free from my body.

I couldn't help but press myself closer, my penis pressed against my mother's buttocks without moving.

"Mom, I'm a young, normal man. I usually get an erection in the morning. I'm hugging you because I like you and care about you. You're my own mother, after all. I didn't mean to disrespect you."

My mother laughed and patted my buttocks, saying, "Okay, okay, Mom knows you're considerate of your mother. But it's not good if other people see you hugging me like this. It'll look like you're taking advantage of your mother."

"Hmm, Mom, who will see? Besides, we haven't done anything. We're not afraid of gossip." I became bolder and bolder, kissing my mother's neck, my penis rubbing against the cleft of her buttocks. My mother

felt the stimulation and let out a cry, trying to pull away, but I held her tightly and she didn't get away.

"You...how could you...treat your mother like this? Let go of me! You have a girlfriend now, if you want to hug someone, go hug her! I'm your mother, you can't do this to me!" My mother was agitated, and I quickly let go of

her.

"Mom, I was confused for a moment, I'm sorry."

My mother's tone softened: "Son, you can't do what they do in the movies, you can't have impure thoughts about your mother, how will people face you if word gets out?"

"Mom, I...actually, I just thought you were so beautiful that I couldn't help but...do that,"

my mother said, a little pleased that I had complimented her. "You're just talking nonsense. I'm a fifty-two-year-old woman, and you still call me beautiful? Look, your father doesn't even talk to me anymore, he's never home."

My mother sighed. As she spoke, I had already finished dressing. Seeing that my mother was upset, I took her hand and said, "Mom, don't be sad. Even if Dad doesn't come home, I'll still be here with you!"

My mother still sighed, but her mood improved slightly. She looked at me and said, "You should spend more time with me in the future, but you can't do what you did just now. It wouldn't be good if people found out."

"Mom, I know." Then we went out, and I washed up and ate breakfast with my mother.

After breakfast, I sat on the sofa with my mother watching TV. My mother said, "Go see your father later and tell him to come home for lunch. Do you still consider this his home?"

"Okay, Mom."

I noticed that my mother had just changed into a dress, which was a bit thin, and the outline of her bra was faintly visible. I couldn't help but think about her body, but my mother had just warned me this morning, so I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I'll

test .

"Mom, do you and Dad still have sex?"

"Oh, well... why are you asking me this? Don't meddle in adult matters."

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I've read that older people should also have normal sex lives. I'm just concerned about you. What's wrong with telling your son?"

"Well... sigh, your dad's always gone. When he comes home, he just lies down on the bed and falls asleep. He doesn't... have... sex... with me anymore... Besides, I'm old now, it

doesn't matter whether we do or not."

"Mom, you can't think like that. Appropriate sex can not only promote physical health, but also delay aging in women."

Hearing that it could delay aging, my mother became excited: "Really...really? No wonder I feel like my body isn't as good as it used to be these past two years. Come on, there's no one else at home today, so tell me what's going on,

but don't let anyone else know that we're talking about this kind of thing at home."
Seeing my mother's nervous and anxious look, I was secretly pleased.

"According to scientific research, during sexual intercourse, a woman's body secretes a large amount of hormones, including female hormones. These female hormones can not only slow down the degeneration of the reproductive system and maintain its sensitivity, but

also promote smoother and more elastic skin. Simply put, insufficient female hormone secretion is the root cause of aging. Therefore, appropriate sexual activity is necessary for women of any age, and

the quality of sexual activity should be high. For example, it is normal for women under 65 to have sex once or twice a week. If their libido is strong, they can increase the frequency appropriately."

"Oh, I see. Well, sigh..." Mother sighed again. Father only comes home a few times a month. Although Mother was sad, she was helpless. It seems that Mother believed what I said.

I felt I should strike while the iron was hot and get closer to my mother, so I moved closer to her, took her hand in one hand, and gently placed the other on her thigh. Looking into her

eyes I said, "Mom, how many times a month do you and Dad... have sex? Is Dad good in bed?"

"Hmm... on average, maybe once... once a month. Your dad was... okay last year, but this year he and Mom... are less intimate. Even when he does... he's not good enough. He finishes... very quickly...

"

"Ah, Mom!" I feigned surprise. "It seems Dad has premature ejaculation. Over time, he's become self-conscious and even less willing to be close to you. If this continues, you'll age faster. You need to take the initiative to get closer to Dad and care for him;

that will restore his libido a lot."

"What...what are you saying...that's so awful! Okay, Mom's already told you everything! Mom...I've tried...taking the initiative...but your dad...still can't..."

"Oh, then...Mom, you have to answer me seriously now so I can help you find a solution."

My mother's face was already red after revealing so many private things. She hesitated for a moment, then softly replied, "Okay...okay, ask away..."

My hand began to gently slide on my mother's thigh. She probably noticed, but she didn't know I had impure thoughts about her, and since I was only touching her thigh, she didn't refuse

.

I was already feeling a little excited as I touched my mother's thigh. Looking into her eyes, I asked, "Mom...do you sometimes think about...that thing?"

My mother lowered her head, her neck turning red. "Yes...sometimes I think about it..."

"Mom, what do you do when you think about it?"

"What...what else can I do?"

"Mom, suppressing it like this is bad for your health. Actually, you can try masturbating to orgasm, which can also solve your sexual desire."

"Ah, what...masturbation...Mom doesn't know..."

"Hehe, Mom, masturbation is also called self-pleasure, which means self-comfort. It involves stimulating your sensitive areas with your hands, such as the clitoris, breasts, buttocks, etc. There's also the use of an artificial penis inserted into the

vagina achieve orgasm. This can also satisfy sexual needs. Foreigners have been advocating it for hundreds of years."

"Cough... You know so much from there, I don't know what to do... and... it's so embarrassing..."

"Mom, what's embarrassing about it? Science now considers masturbation a part of sex life. No one knows if I do it alone, and it satisfies my body's needs, isn't that great? To be honest

, I masturbated last night."

"Ah... you... you do that too..."

"Yes, men need it too. You just use a glove to rub your penis back and forth until you ejaculate. There are also artificial vaginas available. Family planning stores sell all kinds of masturbation

devices ."

"Oh, I know so little. Society has changed; these things are out in the open now."

"Mom, nowadays everyone talks about a high quality of life, and sex education is more widespread. Even elementary school students are starting sex education. How about I take you online? There's all sorts of sex education there, and... you

can also see how other people masturbate... and learn from them."

"Go away, Mom won't learn, but Mom wants to see if you're just making things up. Also, you have to help Mom find those things, Mom doesn't know anything about computers."

"Okay, no problem, Mom, I'll take you to see now."

I had a feeling that the distance between my mother and me was getting closer and closer, so I couldn't wait to turn off the TV and go into my room with my mother to turn on the computer.

There was only one chair in front of my computer, and when my mother sat down, I had to stand, which was too tiring. So I suggested that my mother move the computer desk closer to my bed, and then my mother sat on the edge of my bed, and I sat next to

her behind her and taught her how to use the internet. At first, I opened many links to sex education websites for my mother. She looked at them very attentively, and soon she learned to open other links on her own. I then

put my arms around her waist and watched with her. Although there was a lot of sex education online, it was basically all the same, and I soon got tired of it. I told my mother, "Mom, all this information is pretty much the same

. Let's stop looking. I'll find some with pictures and videos; it'll be easier to remember."

"Oh, okay."

I freed my right hand to find more stimulating content and quickly found a set of pictures of mature widows masturbating.

My mother exclaimed and turned her face away, "No, no, you're shameless."

The mature woman on the webpage was listed as fifty-eight years old, but her body was quite alluring, her muscles more relaxed than my mother's.

Seeing that my mother was embarrassed to look at me, I put my arm around her waist and comforted her: "Mom, don't be embarrassed. This is a good opportunity to learn. Look at this lady, she's much older than you, and she still had someone take a picture of her to show

everyone . Come on, keep watching."

My mother didn't say anything and her gaze slowly moved back. I pointed to each picture and began to explain:
"This woman is a widow. Although she's fifty-eight, she still needs to masturbate to satisfy her sexual desires. Mom, look, first she touched her breasts, and then in this picture she touched her vulva. Oh, her pubic hair has turned white…

After touching it for a while, she inserted her fingers into her vulva… Next, she applied lubricant to her vulva… probably because it was too dry inside…

Now she's holding a dildo… Look… first she rubs it on her labia to increase her arousal before inserting it into her vagina… This back-and-forth motion feels similar to real intercourse… Hmm…"

"...Mom, do you understand now?"

I stopped explaining and looked at my mother. She had never seen anything like this before, and her expression was a little strange. Her eyes were fixed on the picture, her face was flushed as if she had drunk some wine, and her breathing was a little rapid

. It seemed that my mother was already absorbed in it.

I pressed against my mother's body and looked at the familiar picture again. My penis was already aroused, and I didn't dare to move it. My mother didn't seem to notice and was focused on looking at the picture. I touched my mother's abdomen and said

, "Mom, is it pretty?"

"Uh, you're an old woman and you're still like this. You're really bold."

"Yes, Mom, she's much older than you and she still cares about life. You should learn from her."

"Cough...Mom...Mom...I can't do it..." It seemed that my mother was still shy.

"Mom, don't be shy. When you're alone, you can slowly recall these pictures in your room and then try to do it yourself. I'll find you some more pictures for reference."

My mother really wanted to continue looking, so she didn't say anything, as if waiting for me to continue. I then found a set of pictures of a mother and son having sex. In

the pictures, the mother was masturbating without closing the door, and her son saw her. The son secretly went in and suddenly hugged his mother, touching and kissing her. The mother couldn't resist and had sex with her son. The mother was fifty-

five years old, and the son was thirty. As soon as I saw it, my penis felt like it was going to explode, and the mother immediately screamed.

"What kind of pictures are these? Stop looking, change them!" Her body heaved even more violently.

I hugged my mother's body with both arms and said, "Mom, this is another way to satisfy my sexual desire, and it's more direct and effective. Let's see." After saying that, I rested my head on my mother's shoulder, breathed on

her neck, and stroked her waist with both hands, my penis hardening against her buttocks.

My mother reacted: "Oh...no...son...you can't do this, Mom won't look anymore, you'll learn bad things if you look at these kinds of pictures, Mom...um...we'll look at them another day." My mother

unconsciously seemed to be moaning, which made me even more itchy.

"Mom...look a little longer, there's no one else around. Why don't you try masturbating here and see how it feels...oh...Mom, I promise I won't tell anyone...I'm your

son...not a stranger...look at these pictures, a mother and son are having sex."
My mother's breathing became more rapid.

"No...no...I'm your mother...how can I do...do something filthy in front of my son...I can't do it alone...oh...don't hug me so tightly..."

My mother was still too shy, but she still let me hug her and caress her body, so her attitude wasn't very firm.

I finally couldn't resist and slid my hand to my mother's genitals, pressing against her plump vulva. Even through two layers of pants, my mother's vulva was still so full.

"Mom... I saw your body when you took a shower that day... I don't think you're old at all... How about I help you... masturbate once... just once... okay... Mom..."

"Oh... your hand... what are you doing... what kind of son are you... that day when I asked you to get my clothes while I was showering, your eyes were wandering... and today you... you want to help me... masturbate

..."

My mother's vulva was stimulated by my touch, even through her pants. She twisted her body and grabbed my hand on her vulva, but didn't pull it away. She became nervous as she spoke,

clearly giving her pleasure, but the feeling was both comfortable and contradictory.

I couldn't miss this opportunity. "...Mom...let's try it just once. Your son really likes you and wants you to be happy. Dad is often away from home, and you're lonely. Let your son satisfy you with his hand today

." As I spoke, I gently rubbed my mother's vulva.

"Ah...don't mention your dad...oh...you're such a bad son...okay, just this once...

um...only touching...and you can't let your dad or anyone else know about this...remember that..."

I don't know if it was because I mentioned my dad that aroused my mother or because my hand made her unable to resist, but my mother hummed softly, her face showing a comfortable expression, her eyes closed, and she removed her hand to let

me caress her vulva. Afraid that my mother would be uncomfortable, I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart and first used my whole palm to gently rub my mother's vulva while continuing to talk to her.

"Mom, your vulva is so plump, it feels much better than Xiaomin's... Can you feel it like this? Should I press harder...?"

"Oh... um... don't say that, son... we're mother and son... I shouldn't have done this... oh...

I shouldn't have agreed to do this to me... how can I face people after this..."

It seems that although the mother felt good, she was still a little worried and hadn't completely let go.

"Mom... you've worked so hard all these years, I'm just using my hand to help you satisfy yourself. We didn't really have sex like... the mother and son in the picture. Just think of it as me giving you a normal massage to show

my filial . Besides, it's just the two of us here, no one will see us. You don't need to worry at all. Enjoy it, you can even pretend my hand is your own."

I began to stroke my mother's clitoris and labia directly with my fingers, occasionally squeezing the indentation between her labia through her thin skirt and panties. With my other hand, I gently

squeezed . Stimulated and finding my words somewhat reasonable, my

mother stopped speaking, clamped her thighs together, and moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, her reaction becoming more intense. I slipped my hand inside her collar, unhooked her bra, and grasped her full breasts. My mother gasped; her breasts were indeed very sensitive. I kneaded her breasts

and kissed her neck.

"Mom, are you comfortable? If you are, just say so, don't hold back. I'll make you feel really good today... Oh... Spread your legs a little wider... My dear mother." My

mother let out another "oh" and slowly spread her legs. I licked my mother's neck and earlobe, my penis unable to resist pressing against my mother's buttocks. I simply pulled up my mother's skirt with one hand and touched

my mother's vulva through her panties.

My mother's panties were very thin, and I could feel the warmth of her labia. I pressed my finger against the middle of her labia, and most of my finger sank into my mother's vagina. The panties, which were pressed tightly against my mother's vulva, immediately became

very wet, wetting my finger. It was sticky and slippery. I didn't expect my mother to have released so much vaginal fluid. I was so excited that I almost ejaculated. My palm continued to rub rapidly against my mother's vulva, and

the increasingly intense pleasure finally made her cry out.

"Oh...oh...um...son...Mom feels so good...son...ah..."

Hearing my mother's moans for the first time, I was so excited that my mind went blank, and my penis, without my control, plunged deep into my mother's buttocks, rubbing and grinding. After a while, I pulled my mother's hand to

my penis.

"...My good mother...you feel good, don't you...son feels so uncomfortable...please rub my penis too...Mom...oh..."

My mother's hand recoiled as if she had been electrocuted when it touched my hot, hard penis.

"Oh...son...your...is so big...no, no...Mom can't do that..."

"...Mom...my good mother...I've helped you...please help your son too...just touch for a little while...please...I'm your son...my penis

came ...please feel it..."
After saying that, I put my mother's hand back. This time, my mother didn't take it away; her warm, soft hand pressed tightly against my penis, it felt so good.

I felt that I was only a little bit away from having physical relations with my mother. I still touched my mother's vulva with one hand, and placed the other hand on my mother's hand, letting her hand rub my glans through my pants.

My mother seemed even more excited than I was as she touched my penis. She was panting heavily, rubbing it incessantly with one hand while kneading her breasts with the other. Her large buttocks swayed from side to side in sync with my touch on her

vulva. More and more vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, seeping down her panties and wetting her inner thighs.

I was almost overwhelmed by this intoxicating, lustful stimulation. I groped for my mother's inner thighs and slipped my hand inside her panties, suddenly covering her wet, slippery vulva. Oh, I finally truly touched

my mother's vulva; it was so full, so wet.

"Ah...no...son...no...ah...Mom can't take it...ah..."

she cried, quickly pressing my hand down to stop me from moving. I couldn't care less about anything else anymore, and instantly slid a finger into my mother's vagina.

"Ah...son...you can't do this...no...it's not okay..."

My mother's body seemed to be collapsing, her buttocks shaking violently, and more streams of vaginal fluid gushed out of her vagina.

I simply pulled down my pants again, grabbed my mother's hand and made her grasp my penis. My mother gripped my penis and let out another trembling cry, her hand trembling as she stroked my penis. I finally

could

n't hold back and screamed, my spine went numb, and my semen spurted out. Then my scrotum contracted a few more times, and more semen flowed from the opening of my penis onto my mother's hand. I had never ejaculated so smoothly as today. When my mother saw that I had ejaculated and some semen had dripped onto her hand, whether out of embarrassment or a sense that we had gone too far, she hurriedly let go of my hand and

stopped writhing. Although my hand was still on her vulva, she seemed to have lost all feeling.

Sure enough, she spoke up: "Son... I think what we've been doing is too outrageous... Let's end it here. If this continues, I'll feel uneasy.

I don't really care whether my sex drive is satisfied or not. I don't want to ruin things for you."

Sigh, my dear mother, she still regrets it even after we've gone this far. Although I wasn't as excited as before after ejaculating, I went a step further to dissuade my mother, gently rubbing her

vulva .

"Mom, why do you still think that way? Although we're mother and son, we're just touching each other. No one will know, so what are you worried about? We both need to satisfy our normal physiological

needs, and that's not unreasonable. In fact, it makes our mother-son relationship even closer, isn't that better?"

I said earnestly, and my mother's expression softened a bit but wasn't completely back to normal. I coaxed and lied for a while longer, even tickling her armpit. My mother finally laughed, dodging and

saying, "Hehe... don't tickle me anymore. It tickles... Mom promises you... oh... if you tickle me again, I won't talk to you anymore."

"Mom, you have to promise to masturbate me again and touch my penis." I pulled down my mother's panties with one hand and kept rubbing her clitoris with the other. My mother's body started to writhe again.

"Mmm...okay...oh...Mom promises you, if you need it...Mom...I'll touch it for you..." My mother said shyly. I comforted my mother's thirsty vulva even more vigorously.

"Touch what, Mom...mmm..." My mother couldn't take it anymore, "Mmm...touch...touch my son's big...penis...oh...bad son, go slower..."

My mother's shy and somewhat lewd moans made my penis throb again. I made an even bolder request to my mother: "Mom, why don't you lie down? That way it will be easier for my hand to move, and you

will feel more comfortable."
Actually, I wanted to take a closer look at my mother's vulva.

"...Hmm...No...That's enough...Mom...Mom is already very comfortable..." My mother's attitude was ambiguous. I held my mother's shoulders and slowly laid her body flat on my bed. I took off

her slippers and pulled her legs onto the bed. My mother closed her eyes shyly and let me do as I pleased. Her full and plump body curves were fully exposed. I pulled her skirt up to her waist, and her plump white thighs and

bulging vulva covered by her panties were presented in front of me.

I started to caress my mother's thighs and slowly slid down to her vulva. I couldn't help but lower my head and put my mouth to my mother's vulva, licking her vulva through her panties. My mother felt the heat of my tongue, opened her eyes

and tried to push my head away.

"Ah...no...don't use your mouth...um...it's dirty..."

"Mmm...Mom, I don't think any part of your body is dirty. This is called oral sex, it's a form of sex, you've probably never tried it, right? I bet Dad wouldn't know either...Today I'll let

you experience it, I guarantee it'll feel much better than touching with your hands."

"Mmm...um...you know so much...oh...Mom's so hot..."

As I licked, my lips were already covered in my mother's vaginal fluid, which had a salty, pungent smell. I felt it wasn't exciting enough, so I pulled down my mother's panties. My mother's vulva was really plump, with a few

silver-gray , which made me realize that my mother was an alluring mature woman. In particular, her two labia majora were dark purple and shiny, bulging and slightly opening and closing. The long slit was already wet and

sticky with the vaginal fluid flowing from my mother's vulva.

"...Mom...I've already taken off your panties for you...Mom, your vulva is so tempting...much plumper than Xiaomin's...and so wet...I want to savor it..."

"Oh...son...you really know how to tease your mother...I've never felt so good before...Xiaomin is so lucky..."

My mother became more and more wanton and bolder, which made me even happier. "Mom...as long as you like it...I will make you even...happier than Xiaomin...you are my own mother, and I love you even more..."

My mother was moved, "Hmm...good son..."

I looked at my mother's sticky vulva and almost drooled. I didn't bother to talk to my mother and opened my mouth again to gently lick her vulva, sucking the lustful fluid from my mother's vulva.

My mother was truly aroused: "Oh...oh...son...Mom feels so itchy and numb...so comfortable...oh oh...Mom wants...Mom wants...it's itchy...oh..." She cried out, thrusting her plump, white buttocks

upwards, pressing her vulva tightly against my mouth.

I licked my mother's vulva, listening to her moans, my penis already erect again. So I secretly moved my mouth away, one hand continuing to caress my mother's vulva, the other guiding my penis against her slit,

rubbing it.

My mother was moaning wildly, her large buttocks twisting from side to side, unaware that my mouth had been replaced by my penis rubbing against her slit. I gently thrust, the entire head of my penis sliding into my mother's vulva, glistening with her vaginal fluids

. The feeling of my glans being enveloped by my mother's thick, moist vulva was far more pleasurable than when I was with my girlfriend.

My mother then realized something was wrong, let out two moans, and tried to pull away. I quickly thrust my entire penis into her vulva, filling it completely. My mother's body trembled, her vulva clenching and

pulsating around my penis. She opened her mouth and moaned, unable to speak. I quickly lowered myself and kissed my mother's lips incessantly, thrusting my penis forcefully into her vulva.

"...Mmm...Mmm..." My mother could only moan softly as I kissed her. I didn't stop kissing her, continuing to thrust into her vulva. Before long, my mother, probably feeling too good from my penetration,

began to cooperate with my thrusts. She reached out and hugged my neck, her large buttocks swaying to welcome my penis.

As my penis entered, my mother's vagina contracted and tightened around it, while she responded to my passionate kisses, sucking on my tongue and even putting her tongue into my mouth for me to suck. My

mother's tongue and mine were intertwined, and my large penis was filled with her plump vulva... Before long, more sticky, lustful fluid gushed from her vulva, and our

lower bodies became increasingly wet... The sinful pleasure of incest with my own mother overwhelmed my mind. I held my mother's soft, plump buttocks tightly, thrusting my hips almost frantically, my penis

rapidly penetrating her old hole...

About five... Six minutes later, I felt a surge of pleasure, followed by gushing out thick semen, all of it shooting into my mother's unusually warm and wet vagina… My mother let out a muffled groan,

tightly embracing me and pressing her lower body against mine, the soft flesh inside her vagina constantly writhing and squeezing my penis…

This feeling was something I had never experienced before, and although it only lasted a few minutes, it deeply captivated me. From then on, I could never escape the temptation of that pleasure.

Originally, I thought that after having a physical relationship with my mother, I could do whatever I wanted with her. Unexpectedly, the very next day, my mother began to ignore me.

In the afternoon, when she was alone in her room, I sneaked in, intending to be intimate with her. However, my mother showed none of the passion she had shown the day before, and stubbornly refused my advances. In the end, she only let me touch

her body . When I tried to take it further, she got angry. She said that she had been foolish and shameless yesterday, which was why she had done such a shameful thing with me. As she spoke, she even shed tears, pleading with me to stop thinking about it

and to find a wife and settle down.

My mother's sudden change really surprised me, but I quickly realized that she must be feeling scared and worried about being discovered—the consequences of which were indeed unthinkable. After

calming down, I also thought about these things, but I felt that with a little care, no one would find out. After much deliberation, I decided to stop bothering my mother for the time being and let her

put her mind at ease; there should still be a chance. So I told her about my girlfriend's situation, saying that we would get married as soon as we found stable jobs, and that I would never bother

her again if she didn't want to. I also repeatedly said that I had done something I shouldn't have done to my girlfriend yesterday because we had been separated for so long. But now that it had happened and no one suspected me, we should both be more understanding, and that I would be even more filial to her

in the future and wouldn't cause her any worry. My mother's emotions finally calmed down.

For the next two months, I deliberately maintained a proper distance from my mother, maintaining a normal mother-son relationship. Gradually, my mother seemed to have forgotten about that incident and treated me like usual.

I desperately suppressed my desire to be close to my mother, and finally, another opportunity came my way.

For some reason, I had just fallen asleep when I heard my parents arguing loudly in their room. A short while later, my mother stormed into my room, saying, "I'm sleeping here tonight." She

locked the door, turned, and slipped into my bed. My mother was wearing pajamas, and as we lay down, our bodies pressed together. The warm, soft feeling immediately ignited my desire. But I still

suppressed my impulse and calmly asked my mother what was wrong.

My mother sighed, paused for a while, and then continued, "That old beast of a father of yours... he ruined that silly girl from Hong Dajun's family. She told everyone this afternoon in front of so many people; the whole

neighborhood knows

now." I was stunned. I thought my father only liked drinking and playing mahjong; I hadn't expected him to be such a lecherous old man. I felt a mixture of anger and a secret thrill. I was angry that my father had

so shamelessly raped a teenage girl, but I was also thrilled that my mother would probably be angry for a while, giving me more opportunities to be close to her.

That night, my mother and I talked until very late before falling asleep. Nothing else happened. When I woke up first in the morning, I found myself holding my mother very tightly, my swollen penis pressed against

her buttocks through her clothes—an unintentional act in my sleep, of course. This long-lost feeling excited me. I maintained the position, pretending to be asleep, occasionally pressing my lower body closer to my mother.

When my mother woke up, perhaps not wanting to wake me, she gently turned over a few times, trying to get up, but I held her too tightly to make it happen. As she turned, my penis rubbed tightly against her buttocks, and then I heard her

let out a low moan, muttering, "You little beast!" before forcefully pushing me away.

Seeing my mother about to get up and leave, I didn't think twice in my haste. I quickly sat up and hugged her from behind, pressing my face against her neck and whispering, "Mom..." Then I

hugged her even tighter. My mother's body visibly trembled, and her voice changed.

"What are you trying to do? You little rascal, get Mom up right now."

I didn't answer immediately, but gently rubbed my face against her neck.

My mother sighed and patted my head.

"Don't do that, son..." she paused, then continued. "Mom doesn't want to hurt you..."

Seeing her softening, I was secretly pleased. Then I moved my hands to my mother's chest and covered her breasts.

"No, Mom, we'll only be intimate at home... no one will know... Mom... your son really likes you..."

My mother stopped talking, turned her head to look at me, and then sighed softly again. That was her way of agreeing. I suppressed the burning excitement in my heart, helped my mother lie down

, and began to gently kiss and caress her. Before long, my mother was aroused.

As my hand touched her genitals, my mother began to moan softly, her face showing an expression of immense pleasure. A few minutes later, I quickly stripped off my and my mother's clothes, pressing my face

against the base of her thighs... When my mouth reached her vulva, a trickle of vaginal fluid had already seeped from her slit, the faint, fishy smell filling my nostrils and driving me even more wild. I

mumbled "Mom," reached under her buttocks, and tightly embraced her two buttocks, while simultaneously pressing my nose into her slit... The fishy smell became even stronger, and I

kept gently squeezing my nose in, soon my nose was covered in my mother's vaginal fluid. My mother started panting, her hands holding my head, occasionally pressing down hard, clearly aroused

.

For the next few minutes, I used both lips and tongue, diligently sucking and licking her vulva… until most of my face and her genitals were wet, and she began to urge me on, I finally

moved and pressed myself against her naked body.

Because of the previous licking, her vulva was exceptionally slippery, my penis slid in without any resistance, and thrusting was incredibly smooth… Although the friction on my penis was slightly less intense than

stimulating, this allowed me to thrust for longer. I thrust continuously for nearly twenty minutes, panting heavily, but without any sign of ejaculation. I felt

much more vigorous than the last time we were intimate, and my mother seemed even more wanton, as if all her inhibitions had been blown away by my penis...

"Ugh... you beastly son... Mom's going to die..."

My mother stared at me blankly.

"Oh... dear mother, is your son enjoying it... not worse than Dad's, right..."

I said after deliberately thrusting my hips a few times.

"Hmm... don't mention that old bastard... beast... hmm... father and son are the same... don't... don't use too much force..."

My mother said, hugging me tightly to stop me from moving, and pinching my buttocks hard. I also wanted to catch my breath, so I lay down, letting my penis continue to be inserted into my mother's vagina, and continued

talking to her with our faces close together.

"Mom...why are you scolding me...Son, I serve you so hard..."

I playfully twisted my mother's reddish-brown nipples.

"Pfft... did mom force you to serve me with a knife?... You and your son are both beasts..."

Mother said bitterly, twisting her butt.

I knew that my mother was not really angry, and she stopped talking. I started to twitch my cock again, inserting it harder and deeper every time... My mother immediately changed her expression, squinted her eyes and started to moan

, and she also took the initiative to straighten her lower body to meet me...

After about ten minutes, I finally felt like ejaculating.

I pulled my hand away from my mother's buttocks, wrapped my arms around her neck, and started kissing her mouth while my penis thrust rapidly...

My mother must have sensed that I was about to ejaculate, and she became wildly aroused, moaning and licking me, her vulva clenching and contracting, her big buttocks thrusting joyfully...

I ejaculated shortly afterward, and my mother let out an "Ah!" Almost at the same time as I ejaculated, streams of hot fluid gushed from her vulva...

After climaxing, my mother and I both collapsed, looked at each other and smiled, too weak to speak, and snuggled together, closing our eyes to rest... We even fell asleep...

When I woke up again, another hour had passed, and my mother had to shake me awake. My mother's gaze was different from before, and I embraced her voluptuous body again, caressing it intimately. She

was unusually compliant, even unexpectedly teasing my penis a few times. I vaguely sensed that she no longer had so many reservations. After lingering for a while, we got up and went out together...

Once

outside, we found that my father had already left and we didn't know where he was. He hadn't returned home by dinnertime. I figured he was probably afraid of Hong Dajun coming to settle scores, so he went into hiding.

After it was completely dark, I suggested we go look for my father, but my mother angrily said she wouldn't look anymore; it would be better if he didn't come back.

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