My mother's affair with my cousin

Chapter 1: 　　My Mother and Cousin's Affair

I was born into a family of three. More than ten years ago, we lived in a wooden house. After several years of hard work, my mother, through loans from my aunt and connections with her old classmate, worked as an accountant for a few years and saved up some money,

allowing us to move into a new village. Although my mother was thrifty, this time, our family was truly destitute. My father had gone out to work, and while the rest of the money had been paid back, the debt to my aunt still needed to be repaid. My mother had lost her original job and was now only at home taking care of me. My aunt and uncle were doing business in the provincial capital, so the burden of caring for my cousin and me fell entirely on my mother. With

only three months left until the college entrance exam, and my cousin injured, my aunt called again, asking my mother to go to my cousin's house to take care of him, saying that my cousin was injured and unable to move easily and needed me to come and buy him books.

That afternoon, I arrived at my cousin's house.

"You're here," my cousin said coldly to me.

"My mom sent money from the provincial capital, it's for that XX study guide." She handed me the money.

"Son, hurry up and buy that book, go buy it now," my mother urged.

"Auntie, I want meat buns, make them for me quickly, I'm going to take a shower first," my cousin said, heading towards the bathroom.

I took the money and went out to buy the book. Since I don't really like reading, I didn't go far before stopping at an IC phone booth to call a friend and ask where to buy it.

"Are you crazy? Today's the 30th, Xinhua Bookstore is doing inventory, are you kidding?" my friend laughed.

"Yeah, good thing you reminded me, otherwise it would have been troublesome. Thanks, we'll talk later." After hanging up, I went back to my cousin

's house. But when I got home, I found the door locked. No way, I was only outside for a few minutes and they were already gone. Luckily, I can climb walls. When I went inside, I found my cousin's motorcycle still in the yard. As I got closer, I could hear two people making noises in the bathroom; the light was still on (because the bathroom window in my cousin's house is located near the stairs). The bathroom door was locked from the inside. I mustered my courage and tiptoed over, finding something to stand on, and peeked through the window above the exhaust fan. I almost screamed. There were

two naked people inside—it couldn't be anyone else but them: my mother and my cousin. Both were soaking wet. My cousin, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was embracing my mother, who was 1.63 meters tall, making her look so delicate.

"Auntie, I want meat buns! Auntie's cooking is as delicious as the meat buns on your body!" he said, grabbing and fondling my mother's large breasts from behind. No wonder my cousin always said my mother's cooking was good, and today he was talking about meat buns—so that's why.

My mother's hair was already piled up. My cousin was kissing her snow-white nape from behind, gently biting it as he kissed, his hands cupping her breasts. My mother seemed to be enjoying it, her hands stroking my cousin's hands, her thighs rubbing against each other. Because of this friction, her right foot was slightly raised, only her big toe touching the ground. My cousin's index fingers teased my mother's nipples, and he gently bit her earlobe. My mother hummed a happy lustful song through her nose.

"Ah, um... um..."

My cousin still held her breast with his left hand, while his right hand reached down. Because of his height and long arms, he reached down and touched my mother's vulva. My mother's legs, which were already pressed together, pressed even tighter. My cousin inserted his right middle finger into my mother's vulva, pushing it inside. My mother's vulva was already wet from the finger playing with it. Just as she was about to cry out in ecstasy, my cousin brought his mouth to hers, sealing her lips with his. Their tongues intertwined, with the younger cousin primarily licking and sucking his mother's tongue.

The mother had now released her hands, one hooking around her cousin's head, the other embracing his buttocks. Her buttocks were large and fleshy, the kind that looked full but wasn't fat. The younger cousin's penis lightly touched her buttocks, a sensation they both thoroughly enjoyed. The bathroom was filled with the sounds of their lewd kissing and the mother's moans.

Because the younger cousin had injured himself playing ball, there was a chair for him to sit on while showering. He sat down and spread his legs.

"Lin Xiuqin, come here, lick me,"

the mother hesitated, but after her cousin yelled at her again, she could only kneel before him and suck his large penis into her mouth.

"It's not the first time, Auntie, it's the tenth time already, and you're still so shy."

Mom was too busy talking to speak at this point; her mouth could just fit her cousin's penis. It felt much bigger than mine, probably because his family's food was better than ours.

"Remember how I taught you?" her cousin asked. Mom held his large penis in her left hand, her right hand on his thigh, sucking only the tip of his penis into her mouth.

She circled her tongue around the glans, the tip pressing against the urethral opening. Her cousin wrapped his arms around her neck, panting. Mom sucked the glans into her mouth, then gently released it, but not completely, her lips still touching the urethral opening. Her cousin, enjoying the sensation, began to breathe heavily. He lowered himself slightly, making his testicles protrude. Mom understood, sucking his left testicle into her mouth, while her left hand stroked his large penis.

"Auntie, after you suck the left one, you need the right one too." Hearing her cousin's words, Mom quickly spat out the testicle from her mouth and sucked the right one in.

This scene reminded me of two weeks ago when my cousin was hospitalized after injuring himself playing basketball.

That day, I went to deliver food. In the private ward, Mom was helping my cousin wipe his body, her hand still holding his penis. That's when I realized how big his penis was when erect. My cousin was bedridden at that time, so Mom took care of his bodily functions. While wiping him, Mom would frequently put her ear close to his mouth, as if listening to him speak. The intimacy between them made me feel something was off; I didn't realize they had such a close relationship.

"Lin Xiuqin, your oral skills are getting better and better. Get up, sit on my lap," my cousin said to Mom with a smile. He then pulled Mom up, his penis and testicles completely covered in her saliva.

Mom sat on her cousin's lap with her legs spread wide. He immediately took her right breast into his mouth. She moaned softly as he sucked on it. Her left hand cradled his head in her arm, her left hand running through his hair, while her right hand gently stroked his ear, neck, and face.

He sucked her entire breast, gently biting it with his teeth. After one breast, he moved to the other. His hands weren't idle either; he held her buttocks, making her move back and forth, rubbing against his penis and thighs. When both of her breasts were covered in his saliva, he pulled her up.

"Auntie, I'm going in, come help me," he said.

Mom grasped his penis and gently sat down. When his penis was fully inside her, she let out a long sigh of relief.

My cousin held my mother's waist, like a pincushion, making her move up and down. He pulled her hands, making her put them behind her head, while he supported her hands and stuck his tongue under her armpits, licking them with the tip of his tongue. From my angle, my mother's position with her hands behind her head looked so beautiful. My cousin was like a puppy, fucking my mother with his lower body while licking wherever he could reach.

My mother was clearly attracted by his tongue skills, moving her upper body to match my cousin's tongue, while her lower body forcefully joined with my cousin's penis. Several times, because of the excessive force, my mother almost fell to the ground, but luckily, my cousin was quick and caught her.

"Kang Kang, sit a little further out," my cousin said, and he sat down as instructed. My mother's full thighs immediately wrapped around his waist, their lower bodies pressed even closer together. My cousin buried his head in my mother's cleavage, while my mother held his head tightly, as if trying to press him completely into her body.

My mother's emotions were completely aroused; she began to moan loudly without restraint, her buttocks slamming against my cousin's hips in rhythm with his hands.

"Kang Kang, harder, harder! Auntie wants your big cock! Get on me! I'm your woman! I want you to fuck me to death! Oh my god!" my mother cried incoherently, then suddenly stopped. Clearly, she had reached her first orgasm, which further excited my cousin.

“Auntie, didn’t you say no when I tried to have sex with you when my cousin left? Now you want it again?” My cousin laughed loudly. He pushed my mother away and made her pull the chair to the mirror in the bathroom. He remained seated, while my mother lay face down on the sink, facing the mirror and with her back to him.

My cousin slapped my mother’s buttocks. “Sit down, Auntie.” He looked at his penis and forcefully pulled my mother’s buttocks apart, making her vagina open wider. He thrust forward, and his penis was fully inside her. Because of the brief rest after changing positions, my cousin’s penis, which had been about to ejaculate, regained its vitality, long and hard like a stick.

After licking my mother’s front, my cousin began licking her back. With his penis pressing against her lower body and her back being gently stimulated, my mother seemed to have erogenous zones all over her body. My cousin’s tongue could arouse her sexual desire no matter where it licked.

My cousin kept having sex with my mother, slapping her beautiful buttocks. His waist collided with her buttocks, making a slapping sound. My mother's breasts hung down like bells, her eyes glazed over, as if in a trance. Looking at my mother's seductive appearance in the mirror, my cousin couldn't help but stand up, pull her up a little, and crawl out from under her right armpit, biting her right breast hard. His left hand gripped her left breast tightly, as if trying to tear it off.

My mother's seductive moans turned into slightly painful cries, but my cousin seemed to like this sound even more. After biting both breasts, he pulled my mother up a little more and kissed her again. Because my cousin was much taller than my mother, his kissing her didn't affect the strength or speed of his thrusts. In fact, my mother was being stimulated from both sides, and seemed almost overwhelmed.

After about two hundred thrusts, he untied her hair, pressed her down, and pulled her hair with his left hand while gripping her shoulder tightly with his right. My mother cooperated by thrusting her buttocks towards his penis. Perhaps my mother's strength was waning, as her backward thrusts slowed. My cousin pulled hard on her hair and shoulders while thrusting forward forcefully.

"Move, Lin Xiuqin, you slut, what's wrong? Out of strength? I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!" my cousin roared wildly. I never imagined my cousin, who usually wore glasses and looked like a scholar, could have such a violent side.

"Kang Kang, Auntie's period hurts! Let go! Oh my god, no, ah, no!" My mother's slightly tearful moans excited my cousin even more. After thrusting into her a hundred times, he collapsed onto her back. My mother, now limp and lifeless, lay on the sink.

My heart pounded, and I stood there, unable to move.

My mother got up first. She told my cousin to sit down and started cleaning his large penis. She glanced unintentionally towards the exhaust fan, and a look of panic flashed across her face. I felt she had seen me, which reminded me of scenes of catching someone in bed with another man on TV. I knew it was time to leave.

I went back outside and waited for about two minutes before calling my cousin and mother. My mother's somewhat agitated voice came from inside, asking what I wanted. I said I was back, but she told me to wait a moment.

A while later, my cousin came out wearing only a towel around his waist, and my mother came out a little later. I noticed that her clothes were also wet; it was the kind of damp feeling that comes from not drying off completely after a shower. I could only tell them the bookstore was closed and I should go again tomorrow. Since I thought my mother had seen me, I decided I had to get to the bottom of things with her.

Chapter Two:

I went home that afternoon, and my mother came back around 8 p.m. When she saw me waiting for her in the living room, she knew she couldn't hide anything anymore, and she came over to me.

"Son, Mom..."

I waved my hand to interrupt her. "Mom, what exactly happened? Tell me."

My mother didn't answer, but pulled me to her room. "Son, Mom was forced. If it weren't for that time, Mom wouldn't have..."

Then she fell silent again. After about ten minutes, she took a deep breath. "It's like this, do you remember when Mom and Fang went to the XX Club dance hall?" I nodded.

At that time, both my father and grandfather opposed her going there, and they took turns trying to persuade my mother to stay. She eventually stopped going, but the argument my parents had that time left a deep impression on me.

My mother's words brought me back to reality, and I began to listen to her story.

Around that time, our workplace had just closed down, and I was getting bored. Afang told me that place was a lot of fun, so I went.

Indeed, there were many women there, around my age, with men in their early twenties. They didn't go there to dance or sing; they went to hug us. They touched my body—my back, my waist, my buttocks; their young penises pressed against my lower abdomen, their firm chests pressed against my breasts. Although it wasn't real sex, the feeling was wonderful. My husband hadn't been romantic with me for a long time, just the usual routine once or twice a month.

That night, after my father and husband persuaded me to stop going, I decided not to go anymore. But that night, my husband went on a business trip, and the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, is this Sister Qin? This is Afang. Are you coming tonight?"

"Afang, I promised my husband and my dad that I would..."

"Where's your husband? I'll tell him, I don't believe you."

"My husband isn't here tonight."

"That's fine then. Tonight is the last time. I'll come pick you up." Then she hung up.

Even so, I still really wanted to go. I changed my clothes and waited for Afang at the door. Tonight, I was wearing my favorite light green sleeveless dress, flesh-colored shimmering open-crotch pantyhose, and white stiletto heels with buckles. Afang was wearing a black top, a white skirt, and matching high-heeled slippers. Her legs, without stockings, looked really beautiful riding a women's motorcycle.

"Get on, let's go." Ten minutes later, we arrived at the club. We usually have different dance partners every day, and today was no exception. Our dance partners today seemed quite wealthy; they had a private room and invited us to their room.

In the private room, they and we all drank some red wine, but we were still quite sober. There were four of them and only two of us. The more we drank, the closer they got, like on a dance floor, constantly touching our bodies. Their leader was called Tiger, and there were also Ah Chun, Ah Qiang, and Ah Bang.

After drinking, their caresses and touches excited me even more, but there was a line I couldn't cross. The three of them surrounded Ah Fang, the four of them sang, while Tiger and I chatted aimlessly. Afterwards, Ah Fang and I went to the restroom together. When we came back, we had forgotten the rule that we couldn't drink the wine left in our glasses. After drinking a glass of red wine, I felt hot all over, and so did Ah Fang. They must have drugged me, but I didn't know it at the time.

Tiger then leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "Sister Qin, I like you so much. I liked you the moment I first saw you. I just like your mature feeling."

"Isn't Afang nice?" I gently shook my head to avoid his tongue reaching for my earlobe, but perhaps because of the drugs, my legs were already wet. Afang was also sandwiched between Abang and Achun on either side.

"I don't really like those kinds of sexy women," Hu Zi said, already hugging me and holding my waist, while Aqiang stood at the door, making a phone call. Abang pulled Afang's head over and kissed her, and Afang didn't resist, sticking out her tongue to intertwine with Abang's, while Achun kissed Afang's earlobe from behind, and Afang began to moan softly.

I had always thought Afang was the kind of person who was rather promiscuous, but I didn't expect her to be so open. But at this moment, I couldn't care less about her, because Hu Zi had already come up to me, his hand was already on my thigh, his rough hand touching my snow-white thigh, giving me a tingling sensation.

Hu Zi's tongue went into my mouth, intertwining with mine, and the two of us exchanged saliva. I just wanted to have sex with Tiger; my body was burning up.

Tiger put his hand on the zipper at the back of my clothes and gently pulled it down, a cool sensation spreading across my back. He gently pulled my clothes down, removing the sleeves from my hands, revealing my upper body to him. He pressed down on me, lifting my skirt, which had only reached my buttocks, even higher, until the dress was rolled up and wrapped around my waist.

He picked up a glass of red wine, poured some onto my chest, then put the glass down and licked my chest with his tongue, placing it on the cleavage beneath the clasp of my pink front-opening bra, licking the red wine mixed with my sweat.

His tongue was like a venomous snake, lightly licking, kissing, and biting my navel, the flesh around my breasts, my neck, and my earlobes. My legs rubbed together, and I touched his genitals below; they felt much larger than my husband's. Young men are different; long and hard, like a rod.

Afang's top was made of lace, frills, and sheer silk fabric around the chest area. Her breasts were large, attracting the attention of the two young men, each grabbing and squeezing one. Achun, behind her, had already slipped his hand inside her clothes, grasping her large breasts. Afang's head was turned, and the two men simultaneously kissed her earlobes and neck. Frankly, although Afang was only in her early forties, her breasts were larger than mine, and she was prettier, but her skin wasn't as fair, and her buttocks weren't as alluring.

The two men pulled up and took off Afang's clothes. Underneath, she wore a bra the same color as her top, originally a half-cup, but she had changed it to a pair with thick, thread-like straps, which still couldn't contain her large breasts. Her skirt was pulled up, and her panties were off. At this moment, Aqiang entered, pulling Afang's buttocks out slightly, his mouth already reaching for her vulva. Ah Bang pulled Ah Fang's bra down a little and began sucking and biting her nipples. Ah Fang reached out and held his head, while her other hand pressed Ah Qiang's head down so he could better tongue-stimulate her cunt.

Hu Zi pulled down my pink lace panties from my open-crotch pantyhose and smelled them like he was inhaling drugs.

"Ah, smells so good." He held my feet, which were clad in white buckle-strap high heels, and licked them from my calves upwards, stimulating me with his magical tongue at my thighs and the base of my thighs. Under the influence of his superb foreplay skills and the drugs, I moaned ecstatically.

"Come on, come on, I want it, I want it!" Ah Fang couldn't help but cry out.

Ah Qiang went first, thrusting his penis into Ah Fang's cunt and thrusting forward forcefully.

Hu Zi spread my legs, grasped his large penis, and inserted it into my cunt. An indescribable feeling of fullness made my whole body go numb, and my cunt felt swollen. He pulled my hands over my head, his tongue lightly licking under my armpits. The feeling was especially pronounced in my hairless armpits. I just wanted to pull my hands down to stop him from licking, but his strong hands held them firmly, making me unable to move.

Meanwhile, Ah Qiang had already ejaculated. Before he finished, he pulled his penis out and immediately thrust it into Ah Fang's mouth, pressing it forcefully against his groin. After a long sigh, he pulled his penis out, a thin line connecting Ah Fang's mouth and Ah Qiang's penis. Then he slumped down.

Ah Bang made Ah Fang lie on all fours like a dog. He and Ah Chun each occupied one side of the sofa. He came behind Ah Fang and inserted his penis from behind. Ah Chun occupied her mouth.

Hu Zi put my legs on his shoulders, unhooked my bra, and forcefully sucked and kissed my breasts, which were covered in his saliva. He thrust downwards like a jackhammer, and with each thrust, I wanted his penis to penetrate deeper, so I arched my hips upwards to match his downward thrusts. Perhaps he was getting tired, because he picked me up, and I straddled his penis with my shoes on, putting my breasts in his mouth, which he passionately kissed. At this moment,

Afang spat out Chun's penis, rested her head on the sofa, and cried out loudly, "Oh my god, you're so amazing! Harder, harder!" Chun

couldn't hold on any longer amidst her moans, and he pulled Afang's buttocks and slammed them against his crotch. After more than a hundred thrusts, he yelled and collapsed onto Afang's back, panting.

"Sister Qin, don't just watch others, let's join in," Tiger said, using both hands to cup my buttocks and move them up and down on his penis. The boss is the boss; his stamina is definitely longer than his underlings'.

Five minutes later, Tiger's phone rang. He answered it and then told Qiang, "Kang's here, at the door of the private room. Open the door for him."

The door opened, a man walked in, and closed it. I hadn't paid much attention at first. Then Tiger had me lie on my side on the sofa, spread my legs, and he pulled me between his legs. This man, with his back to me, was taking pictures of Fang and Chun having sex with his phone. I just felt his back looked so familiar.

Fang was lying on the table, and Chun was thrusting into her from behind, his hands gripping her breasts as he pushed. Chun whispered something in Fang's ear. Fang pulled Chun's penis out of her vagina, turned around, and sandwiched it between her breasts. It was the first time I'd ever seen anything like it. Fang's breasts were large, and she pressed them together, even managing to put the glans in her mouth.

At this point, the man who had come in started taking pictures of Tiger and me. After he took a few, I was still looking at Fang, completely unaware of his presence.

Because the drugs in my body had reached their peak, after Tiger had thrust into my vagina about a hundred times, he suddenly sped up. It was then that I came to my senses, and I began to feel a surge of energy flowing through my body. I pulled Tiger towards me, our lips met, and our thighs intertwined. I felt a rush of heat into my uterus, and I felt completely weak. We had both reached orgasm. As soon as

we finished, the man came over to Tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, the police will be doing a routine check tonight. Let's hurry." At that moment, I finally saw the man's face clearly—it was Kang Kang. For a moment, my mind went blank. I didn't even look at Ah Chun re-entering Ah Fang's vagina and ejaculating. When I came to my senses, it was five minutes later when Tiger called me.

Ah Fang had finished and pulled me into the bathroom to clean up. Kang Kang didn't recognize me, I thought, clinging to that hope. When Afang went to the garage to get the car, I ran into Kang Kang at the bathroom door. I turned around, but he came up to me instead, saying, "Auntie, I recognized you a long time ago. I'll find you again when we get back." My heart sank; this time it was really over.

Outside, Hu Zi said to Kang Kang, "It's not going to work out today, I'll find you another day."

Kang Kang pretended not to recognize me, waved to Hu Zi, and left. Afang and I followed. On the way, Afang asked me, "Sister Qin, how was it? Pretty good, right?"

I didn't answer, but just said at the door, "I'm never going there again."

Afang nodded at me and drove away.

Chapter 3

I spent several weeks in anxiety and unease, but every time I went to Kang Kang's house, or Kang Kang came to my house, he acted as if nothing had happened. He still called me "Auntie," as if he had forgotten what happened that night. I gradually relaxed, and every time I cooked for him, he would exclaim how delicious it was. I treated him with all my heart.

That afternoon, my husband and son were not home, and Kang Kang said he wanted to come to my house for dinner.

"Auntie, I'm here. I'm going to my cousin's room to play video games."

"Okay, I'll call you when it's time to eat."

I was focused on cooking in the kitchen, unaware of Kang Kang's purpose for coming.

Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind, placing their hands on my breasts. I was startled and turned around. It was Kang Kang.

"Kang Kang, what are you doing? I'm your auntie!" I said in a panic, though I already knew what Kang Kang was going to do.

“Auntie, you had so much fun at the club that night, let me have some too. Seeing you in this outfit got me all hard.”

Kang Kang grinned wickedly, his hands groping my body. I felt like a hundred ants were crawling all over me. I let go of my hands that were washing vegetables and grabbed Kang Kang’s wet hands, but he was too strong. I couldn’t hold him back; his hands were already under my khaki skirt.

“No… we can’t do this, it’s incest… let go, let go…” Kang Kang then grabbed my breasts through my blue sleeveless top, spreading my legs wide, his thighs pressing between mine. He

ignored my cries, only caring about his own pleasure. Before I knew it, Kang Kang had pulled my blue sleeveless top over my head and tossed it to the ground, leaving me only with my milky-white bra. I felt he was almost insane. His mouth was frantically kissing my neck and back from behind. I struggled, but it was completely useless; my hands couldn't hold him off at all.

Kang Kang grabbed me around the waist, dragged me into his son's room, and threw me onto the bed.

"Auntie, I advise you to behave. I have all the photos of you from last time. Do you want to see them? They're really exciting!" He said, taking an A4 sheet of paper from his backpack. He flicked his wrist, and the paper fell onto my naked stomach. I immediately picked it up and saw that it was indeed the photo of me having sex with Hu Zi that night. My heart sank.

Kang Kang continued to undress as he spoke. I hadn't paid much attention before, but he had so much body hair.

"Don't scream. If you scream any louder, you'll attract other people. I'll see what you do then, haha..."

At this moment, I was stunned by this sudden blow. Although I had thought about how he might treat me, I never expected it to end like this. At this moment, Kang Kang was only wearing blue underwear and straddled me, one hand grasping my breast.

Even through my bra, I could feel the pressure of his grip. He, usually so introverted and withdrawn, was acting so passionately. It

was truly unexpected!

He pulled down the center of my milky-white bra, unhooking the front, revealing my breasts to him.

Like a wild beast, he buried his head in my chest, sucking and biting my nipples. He then used his thighs to spread

my legs and played with my clitoris through my underwear with his fingers.

Although Kang Kang was stirring my clitoris through my underwear, a woman's body is honest; my clitoris began to wet under his stimulation. Kang Kang, who was sucking on my breasts, stood up. He pulled down my fitted, tan skirt, revealing my pale pink underwear, the area around my clitoris already wet.

By this time, I had exhausted all my strength. I could only symbolically push against his shoulder with one hand, and cover my mouth with the other, trying my best not to make a sound.

He straddled my head, placing his hips in front of me without taking off his underwear.

"Auntie, come on... lick it with your tongue..." His hand slipped under my underwear and into my genitals, one finger, two fingers, three fingers, all of them probing into my vagina.

Oh my god! I could only smell a fishy odor seeping into my nostrils through Kang Kang's underwear.

He pulled down his own underwear and then pulled mine down as well.

His penis was huge, bigger than Hu Zi's and my husband's.

"Suck my penis in, be good."

"No... Kang Kang, no... Kang Kang, this is incest..." I tried one last time.

"No sucking? Fine, I'll just go straight for it." Then, completely ignoring me, he spread my legs and straddled me. I pushed against his chest with my hands, but he was too strong. With his huge penis erect, he used his thighs to push against my legs and thrust into my wet vagina in one go.

Ah! I've finally been violated, God! And by my own nephew! The moment he entered me, my mind went blank, but it was an undeniable fact that I had committed incest with my nephew.

Kang Kang didn't care about any of that. He lifted my buttocks and thrust his hips forward forcefully, trying to make our union even tighter. I could only feel a thick penis churning inside my vagina. His hands gripped my breasts, and he rode me like a horse.

"Auntie, is it good...? My penis is big, isn't it... Come on... moan... Why aren't you moaning... Why are you biting your fingers?" He yanked the hand that was covering my mouth, and the moans I had been trying to suppress began to echo in the room.

"Mmm...ah...mmm...no...Kang Kang...mmm..."

After I cried out a few times, Kang Kang clearly couldn't withstand my moans and cries anymore. He leaned forward, covered my mouth with his hand, and tried to force his tongue into my mouth. I was startled when he sealed my mouth, and I clenched my teeth and kept my mouth closed. No matter what he did, he couldn't penetrate me.

His lower body didn't relax at all, and he kept thrusting. He placed his hand on my breast, and pinched my right nipple hard with two fingers, but I didn't let go. I just breathed heavily through my nose, and my deep breaths sprayed onto his face.

He released his hand on my nipple and started pinching my nose instead. I finally couldn't hold on anymore. As I inhaled, he put his tongue into my mouth and explored my tongue. I tried my best to avoid it, but he still found it and started sucking on my tongue.

He grabbed my head and pulled my legs up, placing them between his slightly parted thighs from his thrusting. He fucked me hard, sucking my tongue into his mouth, sucking so hard I felt like it was about to be sucked off. One hand held my head, the other kneaded my breasts.

The only sounds in the room were the sucking sounds, the impact of flesh, and our gasps and moans.

After hundreds of thrusts, he finally couldn't hold back anymore. He pulled my tongue out, increased his speed, and slammed his lower body against mine.

"Auntie, I'm coming... I'm coming... ahh..." Kang Kang's body tensed as he pressed against me. I felt a surge of heat rush into my vagina, and I climaxed at the same time. We collapsed together.

Finally, it was with him... I didn't dare think any further.

Kang Kang rested on top of me for only ten minutes. His hands moved up and down my body, and I could feel his penis hardening again inside me.

"Kang Kang, we can't make the same mistake again. Just this once, and never again."

"Auntie, no way, don't even think about it. You can feel how amazing my cock is, right? Come on, come on... let me enjoy it some more." He pulled his cock out of my pussy, it was wet, covered in a mixture of my juices and his semen.

I sat up, but he stood up even more, placing his cock in front of me. "You didn't eat my cock just now, you should now."

I turned my head away, ignoring him. He reached behind me, pulled my shoulder-length hair that was already piled up, and pushed my head forward, but I pressed my hands firmly against his thighs, my lips tightly closed. Just then, the phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Ah...it's Uncle. I'm here for dinner. Yes, I'm here. You need to tell Auntie. Okay, I'll call her over." Kang Kang pressed the receiver, turned around, and said fiercely to me, "If you don't want Uncle to know, you have to listen to me."

I could only nod. It turned out my husband had called to ask me to find something for him to mail to him tomorrow. While my husband was talking, Kang Kang put his penis in my mouth. I couldn't say anything, only responding with "uh, uh."

His penis was so big; I had to open my mouth almost to its maximum to take it all in. He kept thrusting into my mouth, pressing my head down with both hands. I turned my head and looked at the mirror on the cabinet. A teenage boy was giving oral sex to a woman in her forties, while the woman was on the phone with her husband. This feeling was indescribable.

"Why are you always making 'uh, uh' sounds...what are you doing?" My husband probably sensed something was wrong and asked me. I immediately spat out Kang Kang's penis.

"I'm eating a popsicle. Kang Kang just bought it for me," my husband continued after hearing my explanation. At this moment, Kang Kang came up behind me, pulled me down to lie on my side, and pressed against me, playing with my breasts and groping my plump buttocks. Suddenly, he slapped me.

The "smack" was so loud that even my husband on the other end heard it.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just swatting mosquitoes. There are so many mosquitoes," I could only say. Kang Kang slapped my buttocks even more enthusiastically.

My husband finally finished his call, and by then my buttocks were covered in Kang Kang's finger marks.

"Auntie, let's do it again. I want to fuck you as soon as I see your buttocks. I want to fuck your pussy, fuck your mouth, fuck your breasts, okay?"

He became more and more excited, sucking on my earlobe from behind, lightly licking it with the tip of his tongue. He held my body still, like a puppy, gently circling his tongue on my back, neck, stomach, navel, and breasts.

At that moment, I had forgotten that we were having incestuous intercourse. My legs were tightly drawn together, then relaxed, my thighs rubbing against each other.

He held his penis, making me reach back and grasp it. My fingers were just the right length to reach the head of his penis. He pressed his head down over mine, turning it around so our tongues intertwined again. The gentle contact below was clearly more stimulating than the frantic stroking of his penis.

He held my head with one hand, while the other reached down from my shoulder, grasping my breast and teasing my nipple with his index finger. I felt incredibly aroused, and my hand holding his penis became even gentler.

He pulled my tongue out, held his penis, placed it on my vulva, and thrust upwards forcefully. I reached down and cooperated by spreading my vulva open, making it easier for him to insert his large penis. That feeling of fullness returned. He lay on his side on the bed, supporting one of my thighs with his hand to open my vulva a little, while he thrust upwards forcefully.

I looked up and saw my son's photo on the bedside table. A wave of guilt washed over me, and I put the photo frame down.

"Haha... Cousin, cousin... Do you know I'm fucking your mom? Your mom's pussy is so good, let me fuck her, I want to fuck your mom every day... Haha..." Kang Kang just felt that this was a better way to release his pent-up desire, and he kept shouting.

I didn't think much of it anymore, because what he said was true, and my lower body was already wet and panting from being penetrated by his big cock.

I held Kang Kang's head with my other hand, touching his face with its thick beard. This position was incredibly lewd. After thrusting more than a hundred times, he moved from behind to the front, put one of my thighs on his shoulder, and thrust forward while holding my thigh, playing with my breast with one hand. After thrusting me more than a hundred times, he put my thigh down and lay on top of me. I had already reached orgasm, and Kang Kang also ejaculated a second time inside my pussy.

We lay on the bed holding each other, resting for more than ten minutes before getting up to tidy our clothes and take a shower.

"This was my first time with your cousin," Mom said calmly, as if she weren't talking about her own situation, but something trivial.

I was shaken by her words. I stayed in my room, unable to sleep for a long time.

That night, I had insomnia!

Chapter Four:

I hadn't been able to eat for the past few days, so I tried to avoid going home as much as possible. With Mom spending all her time at my cousin's, I was happy to have some peace and quiet, only going home late at night. Even when I saw Mom, we barely spoke, like strangers.

A week later, I drank with friends all night. When I got home, I found Mom was already home, but I ignored her. Before, I was afraid Mom would find out I'd been drinking, but now I tried to avoid her as much as possible. In fact, as time went by, I didn't hate her as much anymore, because that time she was only passive, not willing. But there was never a chance for me to reconcile with her; we were just stuck in this stalemate.

I took off my shirt and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, whether it was a dream or reality, I was transported back to my middle school days. I went to my mother's factory alone to find her. She was wearing a sleeveless, V-neck pink dress, brown stockings, and white buckled high heels, standing at a table organizing documents. I don't remember what I said to her, only that I sat down in her chair. She turned to face me, her backside facing me, and I could clearly see the outline of her underwear. At that moment, my penis began to erect.

Then, my mother turned her head. She didn't say anything, but sat on the armrest of the chair, her upper body turned towards my head. I stared at her breasts. My mind was blank; I could only see my mother's face, but I had no incestuous thoughts.

My mother pressed my head against her chest, pulled down my pants, and her slender fingers lightly scratched my penis through my underwear with her nails, while her tongue licked my forehead. Her right hand held my head, her left hand stroking my penis—it felt so good.

I reached under my mother's skirt and pulled down her pink panties. The front zipper of her dress was down, revealing no bra underneath. Her breasts were right in front of me. She put one in my mouth, and I closed my eyes, sucking passionately. She then put her hand back on my penis.

Suddenly, I felt a violent throbbing in my penis. Ah, I suddenly opened my eyes. It was all a dream. The room was dark, just the ceiling, but it felt so real. I was in another body.

Her small mouth was sucking on my nipple, and her hand was stroking my penis, which was now pulled down to her thigh. The area where my penis used to be was wet, and her thigh was sticky—I couldn't tell if it was my secretions or her saliva.

I pulled her head up in horror. In the moonlight, ah, it was my mother.

I saw that she was wearing a white V-neck camisole nightgown, one strap of which was off, and the other was loosely hanging on her arm. From her body, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra or underwear; she was going commando.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked, gently lifting my mother's body.

"Son, I'm so sorry. You're my only son, and I can't lose you."

At that moment, I realized I had indeed gone too far these past few days. It wasn't her fault; I shouldn't have treated her like that. I held her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have treated you like this. Mom, please forgive me."

My mother hugged me tightly, burying her head in my chest. Her shoulder-length hair tickled me, but holding her body felt incredibly comforting. I just wanted this moment to last forever, this feeling to never end. But in reality, things didn't go as planned.

My penis was uncontrollably erect, throbbing against my mother's smooth thighs. I couldn't see her face, but I imagined it was flushed. Her hands were gently stroking my testicles. I wanted to push her hands away; though my body desired it, my mind couldn't overcome the urge.

"Mom, don't do this. We're mother and son; this can't be right," I said, my words broken and fragmented.

Ignoring me, Mom bent down, held my penis in her hand, and sucked it into her mouth. I felt my penis being enveloped in a tight, fleshy mass; the sensation was so pleasurable I didn't want to speak anymore. Her hands moved upwards from below, stopping at my nipples, where she played with them with her fingertips. Then I felt a cool sensation on my penis; Mom had pulled it out halfway and was only sucking on the glans with her lips, her tongue circling the tip.

Excited, I pressed my hand against Mom's head, begging her to suck it in again. Mom withdrew one hand, using the other to tease my nipple, while holding my penis with the other, and sucked it back into her mouth. I didn't care if she was my mother anymore; I just pressed her head down towards my genitals. Her hand, which had been holding my penis, now stroked my testicles and lightly scraped my buttocks. The room was filled with my heavy breathing and my mother's low moans as her mouth was gagged.

"Ah, Mom, I want it, give it to me, I can't take it anymore," I cried out passionately.

I tried to sit up, but my mother pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me, grasped my penis in her hand, and effortlessly inserted it into her vagina.

Ah, I'm back. Twenty years ago, I was born into this world from this very place, and now I've returned. My mother placed her hands on my chest, and I held her buttocks. She cooperated by gently lifting her plump buttocks, moving up and down. I felt my penis was about to explode, so I immediately pulled it out.

My mother looked at me lovingly, her hands around my neck, gently stroking my face.

"Son, this isn't good for your health. If you want to ejaculate, just ejaculate. From now on, whenever you want, Mom will give it to you."

"Mom, I know, I won't do it again."

By then, I could feel my penis regaining its strength. I sat up and pinned my mother down. I placed my mother's legs on my shoulders, and guided my penis to her vaginal opening. She reached down to help me insert it.

"Son, come on, Mom wants your penis, Mom is yours, Mom loves you," she cried passionately.

I responded, "Mom, I'll listen to you from now on, Mom, I want you."

I pressed down on her from above, her hair cascading down the side of the bed like a waterfall. She pushed her buttocks upwards, and I pressed my penis down hard. I pulled her legs down, wrapping them around my waist. She squeezed my buttocks tightly with her legs, her hands gripping my back tightly, her fingers and palms pressing down on my back. I also brought my head close to hers.

The two of us truly achieved a union of body and soul. My mother and I kissed passionately, our tongues intertwined. I didn't care that her mouth had previously served my penis; we exchanged saliva. Her hands sometimes held my back, sometimes gripped the sheets.

"Son, you're so good. Mom's coming."

"Mom, I'm coming too." I felt liquid flowing onto my penis, and my mother squeezed her limbs even tighter than before. Under my mother's stimulation, I also reached orgasm. I felt a release in my lower back, and my semen began to shoot into my mother's vagina.

This ejaculation was really plentiful; I ejaculated five times in a row before releasing all my semen. My mother trembled five times in my arms, each time I ejaculated inside her.

"Son, you've got so much! Mom's down there is so full, it feels so good."

After ejaculating, I lay on top of my mother.

"Mom, you're great too," I replied to her.

"Mom, let me go, I want to get up." I started to struggle against my mother.

She let go, and I sat up and pulled on my pants. Suddenly, I saw a red light flashing near my bedroom door. I stared at the red dot.

"Who's there?" I alertly pulled out the arm-strengthening pull strap hanging by my bed.

The light came on; it was Kang Kang, holding a handheld video camera. Before he could speak, I knew I'd fallen into a trap.

The previously peaceful situation had changed without me even realizing it.

"Mom, what's going on?" I glared angrily at my mother.

She lowered her head, covering her face with her hands. "Son, please forgive me, Kang Kang said..." I waved my hand to interrupt her, and Kang Kang was about to speak as well. I shoved him aside, grabbed my clothes from the chair beside me, and rushed out without looking back. Kang Kang stood there motionless.

My mother wrapped the sheet around herself, put on her slippers, and followed me out. I ignored her, rushed to the door, hastily threw on some clothes, put on my shoes, and ran outside.

I didn't even close the door properly when I ran out, and all I could hear was my mother's soft sobs. I just wanted to get away from here,

to run far, far away. I ran out of the neighborhood, running and running, until I finally reached the riverbank. The round moon was still hanging in the sky, but the sky was already turning blue; it was clear that dawn would break in a few hours.

My head started to throb then.

Oh God, what should I do?!

[The End]

Finally finished! Some readers might not like this last chapter; it's shorter and doesn't have much explicit content. But that's how I envisioned the plot, so there's nothing I can do about it. I

've been lacking material lately. If you have any good material, please PM me. Or, if anyone with a penchant for unconventional writing wants to turn their fantasies into words and thinks my writing skills are decent, you can also contact me. My "Mom's Everyday Life" needs material from everyday life. She can be any profession, she can be any name, as this is a collection of short stories. Thank you to all the friends who have supported this article. Thank you for your replies; they are my motivation.

Chapter 1:

I was born into a family of three. More than ten years ago, my family lived in a wooden house. After several years of hard work, my mother saved some money by borrowing money from my aunt and working as an accountant for a few years through my aunt's old classmate. We moved into a new village.

Although my mother was good at budgeting, this time, my family really spent everything. My father had gone out to work, and the rest of the money had been paid back, but the money owed to my aunt still had to be repaid. My mother had lost her original job and was only at home taking care of me. My aunt and uncle were doing business in the provincial capital, so the burden of taking care of my cousin and me fell on my mother.

There were only three months left until the college entrance examination, and my cousin was injured again. So my aunt called my family again, asking my mother to go to my cousin's house to take care of him, saying that my cousin was injured and had difficulty moving around, and asked me to come and buy him some books.

That afternoon, I went to my cousin's house.

"You're here." My cousin was rather cold towards me.

"My mom sent money from the provincial capital, for that XX study guide." He handed me the money.

"Son, hurry up and buy that study guide, go buy it now," my mother urged.

"Auntie, I want meat buns, make them for me quickly, I'm going to take a shower first." My cousin said, heading towards the bathroom.

I took the money and went out to buy the book. Since I don't really like reading, I didn't go far before stopping at an IC phone booth to call a friend and ask where to buy it.

"Are you crazy? Today's the 30th, Xinhua Bookstore is doing inventory, are you kidding?" my friend laughed.

"Yeah, good thing you reminded me, otherwise it would have been troublesome. Thanks, we'll talk later." After hanging up, I went back to my cousin's house.

But when I got home, I found the door locked. No way, I was only outside for a few minutes and they were already gone. Luckily, I can climb walls. When I went inside, I found my cousin's motorcycle still in the yard. As I got closer, I could hear two people making noises in the bathroom; the light was still on (because the bathroom window in my cousin's house is located near the stairs). The bathroom door was locked from the inside. I mustered my courage and tiptoed over, finding something to stand on, and peeked through the window above the exhaust fan. I almost screamed. There were

two naked people inside—it couldn't be anyone else but them: my mother and my cousin. Both were soaking wet. My cousin, who was over 1.8 meters tall, was embracing my mother, who was 1.63 meters tall, making her look so delicate.

"Auntie, I want meat buns! Auntie's cooking is as delicious as the meat buns on your body!" he said, grabbing and fondling my mother's large breasts from behind. No wonder my cousin always said my mother's cooking was good, and today he was talking about meat buns—so that's why.

My mother's hair was already piled up. My cousin was kissing her snow-white nape from behind, gently biting it as he kissed, his hands cupping her breasts. My mother seemed to be enjoying it, her hands stroking my cousin's hands, her thighs rubbing against each other. Because of this friction, her right foot was slightly raised, only her big toe touching the ground. My cousin's index fingers teased my mother's nipples, and he gently bit her earlobe. My mother hummed a happy lustful song through her nose.

"Ah, um... um..."

My cousin still held her breast with his left hand, while his right hand reached down. Because of his height and long arms, he reached down and touched my mother's vulva. My mother's legs, which were already pressed together, pressed even tighter. My cousin inserted his right middle finger into my mother's vulva, pushing it inside. My mother's vulva was already wet from the finger playing with it. Just as she was about to cry out in ecstasy, my cousin brought his mouth to hers, sealing her lips with his. Their tongues intertwined, with the younger cousin primarily licking and sucking his mother's tongue.

The mother had now released her hands, one hooking around her cousin's head, the other embracing his buttocks. Her buttocks were large and fleshy, the kind that looked full but wasn't fat. The younger cousin's penis lightly touched her buttocks, a sensation they both thoroughly enjoyed. The bathroom was filled with the sounds of their lewd kissing and the mother's moans.

Because the younger cousin had injured himself playing ball, there was a chair for him to sit on while showering. He sat down and spread his legs.

"Lin Xiuqin, come here, lick me,"

the mother hesitated, but after her cousin yelled at her again, she could only kneel before him and suck his large penis into her mouth.

"It's not the first time, Auntie, it's the tenth time already, and you're still so shy."

Mom was too busy talking to speak at this point; her mouth could just fit her cousin's penis. It felt much bigger than mine, probably because his family's food was better than ours.

"Remember how I taught you?" her cousin asked. Mom held his large penis in her left hand, her right hand on his thigh, sucking only the tip of his penis into her mouth.

She circled her tongue around the glans, the tip pressing against the urethral opening. Her cousin wrapped his arms around her neck, panting. Mom sucked the glans into her mouth, then gently released it, but not completely, her lips still touching the urethral opening. Her cousin, enjoying the sensation, began to breathe heavily. He lowered himself slightly, making his testicles protrude. Mom understood, sucking his left testicle into her mouth, while her left hand stroked his large penis.

"Auntie, after you suck the left one, you need the right one too." Hearing her cousin's words, Mom quickly spat out the testicle from her mouth and sucked the right one in.

This scene reminded me of two weeks ago when my cousin was hospitalized after injuring himself playing basketball.

That day, I went to deliver food. In the private ward, Mom was helping my cousin wipe his body, her hand still holding his penis. That's when I realized how big his penis was when erect. My cousin was bedridden at that time, so Mom took care of his bodily functions. While wiping him, Mom would frequently put her ear close to his mouth, as if listening to him speak. The intimacy between them made me feel something was off; I didn't realize they had such a close relationship.

"Lin Xiuqin, your oral skills are getting better and better. Get up, sit on my lap," my cousin said to Mom with a smile. He then pulled Mom up, his penis and testicles completely covered in her saliva.

Mom sat on her cousin's lap with her legs spread wide. He immediately took her right breast into his mouth. She moaned softly as he sucked on it. Her left hand cradled his head in her arm, her left hand running through his hair, while her right hand gently stroked his ear, neck, and face.

He sucked her entire breast, gently biting it with his teeth. After one breast, he moved to the other. His hands weren't idle either; he held her buttocks, making her move back and forth, rubbing against his penis and thighs. When both of her breasts were covered in his saliva, he pulled her up.

"Auntie, I'm going in, come help me," he said.

Mom grasped his penis and gently sat down. When his penis was fully inside her, she let out a long sigh of relief.

My cousin held my mother's waist, like a pincushion, making her move up and down. He pulled her hands, making her put them behind her head, while he supported her hands and stuck his tongue under her armpits, licking them with the tip of his tongue. From my angle, my mother's position with her hands behind her head was so beautiful. My cousin was like a puppy, fucking my mother with his lower body while licking wherever he could reach.

My mother was clearly attracted by his tongue skills, moving her body up to match his tongue, while her lower body forcefully joined with his penis. Several times, because of the excessive force, my mother almost fell to the ground, but luckily, my cousin was quick and caught her.

"Kang Kang, sit a little further away," my cousin said, and my cousin sat down as instructed. My mother's two full thighs immediately wrapped around my cousin's waist, and their lower bodies were joined even more tightly. My cousin buried his head in my mother's cleavage, while my mother held my cousin's head tightly, as if she wanted to press him completely into her body.

Mom's emotions were completely aroused; she began to moan loudly without restraint, her buttocks slamming against her cousin's groin in rhythm with his hands.

"Kang Kang, harder, harder! Auntie wants your big cock, fuck me! I'm your woman, I want you to fuck me to death, oh my god!" Mom cried incoherently, then suddenly stopped, clearly having reached her first orgasm, which further excited her cousin.

"Auntie, didn't you say no when I wanted to fuck you when my cousin left? Now you want it again?" Her cousin laughed loudly, pushing Mom away and making her pull the chair to the bathroom mirror. He remained seated, while Mom lay face down on the sink, facing the mirror, her back to him.

My cousin slapped my mother's buttocks. "Sit down, Auntie." He looked at his penis, forcefully spreading the flesh of my mother's buttocks, making her vagina open wider. He thrust forward, his penis fully inside her. Because of the brief rest after changing positions, my cousin's penis, which had been about to ejaculate, regained its vitality, long and hard like a wooden stick.

After licking my mother's front, my cousin's tongue began to lick her back. With his penis pressing against her lower body and her back being gently stimulated, my mother seemed to have erogenous zones all over her body. My cousin's tongue could arouse her sexual desire no matter where it licked.

My cousin kept fucking my mother, slapping her beautiful buttocks. His waist collided with my mother's buttocks, making a slapping sound. My mother's breasts hung down like bells, her eyes were glazed, as if she were in a trance. My cousin, gazing at his mother's alluring reflection in the mirror, couldn't resist standing up. He pulled her up slightly, emerging from under her right armpit to bite her right breast hard, while his left hand gripped her left breast tightly, as if trying to tear it off.

His mother's seductive moans turned into cries of pain, but my cousin seemed to enjoy this sound even more. After biting both breasts, he pulled her up a little more and began kissing her again. Because my cousin was much taller than my mother, his kissing didn't affect the strength or speed of his thrusts. On the contrary, the stimulation from both sides made her feel somewhat overwhelmed.

After thrusting over two hundred times, he untied her hair, which had been styled in a bun, and pressed her down. He pulled her hair with his left hand and gripped her shoulder tightly with his right. My mother cooperated by thrusting her buttocks towards his penis. Perhaps Mom's strength was waning, as her backward thrusts slowed. My cousin forcefully pulled on Mom's hair and shoulders while thrusting forward.

"Move, Lin Xiuqin, you slut, what's wrong? Out of strength? I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death!" my cousin yelled wildly. I never imagined my cousin, who usually wore glasses and looked like a scholar, could have such a violent side.

"Kang Kang, Auntie's period hurts! Let go! Oh God, no, ah, no!" Mom's slightly tearful moans excited my cousin even more. After fucking Mom a hundred more times, he collapsed onto her back. At this point, Mom lay limply on the sink, unable to move.

My heart was still racing; I stood there, unable to move.

Mom got up first. She told my cousin to sit down and began cleaning his large penis. She glanced inadvertently at the exhaust fan, and a look of panic flashed across her face. I felt she had seen me, which reminded me of scenes of catching someone cheating on TV. I knew it was time to leave.

I went back outside and waited for about two minutes before calling my cousin and mother. My mother's voice came from inside, sounding a little agitated. She asked what I wanted, and I said I was back. But she told me to wait a while.

After a while, my cousin came out wearing only a towel around his waist, and my mother came out a little later. I noticed her clothes were also wet; they were damp from a shower, not completely dried, and there was still a slight seepage through her clothes. I could only silently tell them the bookstore was closed and I should go tomorrow. Since I believed my mother had seen me, I decided I had to confront her and get to the bottom of it.

Chapter Two:

I went home that afternoon. Around 8 PM, my mother returned. When she saw me waiting for her in the living room, she knew she couldn't hide it anymore, and she came over to me.

“Son, Mom…”

I waved my hand, interrupting her. “Mom, what exactly happened? Tell me.”

Mom didn’t answer, but pulled me to her room. “Son, Mom was forced. If it weren’t for that one time, Mom wouldn’t have…”

Then she fell silent again. After about ten minutes, she took a deep breath. “It’s like this… Do you remember when Mom and Fang went to the XX Club dance hall?” I nodded.

At that time, my father and grandfather both opposed her going there, and they took turns trying to persuade her. Mom eventually stopped going, but because of that, my parents had a fight, which left a deep impression on me.

Mom’s words brought me back to reality, and I began to listen to Mom’s story.

At that time, our workplace had just closed down, and I was starting to get bored. Fang told me that place was a lot of fun, so I went.

Indeed, there were many women around my age there, and their male companions were all young men in their twenties. They didn’t go there to dance or sing; they went there to hug us. They touched my body, my back, my waist, my buttocks; their young penises pressed against my lower abdomen, their firm chests pressed against my breasts. Although it wasn't real sex, the feeling was wonderful. My husband hadn't been romantic with me for a long time, just a routine once or twice a month.

That night, after my father and husband persuaded me to stop, I decided not to go anymore. But that night, my husband was away on a business trip, and the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, is this Sister Qin? This is Afang. Are you going tonight?"

"Afang, I promised my husband and my father that I would..."

"Where's your husband? I'll tell him, I don't believe you."

"My husband isn't here tonight."

"That's fine then. Tonight is the last time. I'll come pick you up." Then he hung up.

Even so, I still really wanted to go. I changed my clothes and waited for Afang at the door. Tonight, I was wearing my favorite light green sleeveless dress, flesh-colored shimmering open-crotch pantyhose, and white stiletto buckle high heels. Afang, wearing a black top, white skirt, and matching high-heeled sandals, looked stunning riding her scooter with her bare legs.

"Get on, let's go." Ten minutes later, we arrived at the club. We usually have different dance partners every day, and this day was no exception. Our partners today seemed quite wealthy; they had a private room and invited us there.

In the room, they and we all drank some red wine, but we were still quite sober. There were four of them and only two of us. The more we drank, the closer they got, like on the dance floor, constantly touching our bodies. Their leader was called Tiger, and there were also Achun, Aqiang, and Abang.

After drinking, their caresses and touches excited me even more, but I couldn't cross that line. The three of them surrounded Afang, the four of them sang, while Tiger and I chatted aimlessly. Afterwards, Afang and I went to the restroom together. When we came back, I had forgotten the rule that the wine left in the glass couldn't be drunk. After drinking a glass of red wine, I felt hot all over, and so did Afang. They must have drugged me, but I didn't know it at the time.

Tiger then moved closer to me and breathed softly in my ear, "Sister Qin, I like you so much. I liked you the moment I first saw you. I just like your mature feeling."

"Isn't Afang good enough?" I gently shook my head to avoid his tongue reaching for my earlobe, but perhaps because of the drug, my crotch was already wet. Afang was also sandwiched between Abang and Achun on either side.

"I don't really like those sexy women," Tiger said, already hugging me and holding my waist. At this moment, Aqiang stood at the door, making a phone call. Ah Bang pulled Ah Fang's head towards him and kissed her again. Ah Fang didn't resist, her tongue intertwining with Ah Bang's. Meanwhile, Ah Chun was kissing Ah Fang's earlobe from behind, and Ah Fang began to moan softly.

I always thought Ah Fang was the more flirtatious type, but I didn't expect her to be so open. But at that moment, I couldn't care less about her because Hu Zi had come up to me. His hand was on my thigh, his rough hand touching my snow-white thigh, giving me a tingling sensation.

Hu Zi's tongue went into my mouth, intertwining with mine, and we exchanged saliva. Right now, all I felt was a desire to have sex with Hu Zi; my body was burning hot.

Tiger placed his hand on the zipper at the back of my clothes and gently pulled it down, a cool sensation spreading across my back. He gently pulled my clothes down, removing the sleeves from my hands, revealing my upper body to him. He pressed down on me, lifting my skirt, which had only reached my buttocks, even higher, until the dress was rolled up and wrapped around my waist.

He picked up a glass of red wine, poured a little onto my chest, then put the glass down and licked my chest with his tongue, placing it on the cleavage beneath the clasp of my pink front-opening bra, licking the red wine mixed with my sweat.

His tongue was like a venomous snake, lightly licking, sucking, and biting my navel, the flesh around my breasts beside my bra, my neck, and my earlobes. My legs rubbed together incessantly, and I touched his genitals below; they felt much larger than my husband's. Young men are different; long and hard, like a rod.

Afang's top was made of lace, frills, and sheer silk fabric around the chest area. Her breasts were large, attracting the attention of the two young men, each grabbing and squeezing one. Achun, behind her, had already slipped his hand inside her clothes, grasping her large breasts. Afang's head was turned, and the two men simultaneously kissed her earlobes and neck. Frankly, although Afang was only in her early forties, her breasts were larger than mine, and she was prettier, but her skin wasn't as fair, and her buttocks weren't as alluring.

The two men pulled up and took off Afang's clothes. Underneath, she wore a bra the same color as her top, originally a half-cup, but she had changed it to a pair with thick, thread-like straps, which still couldn't contain her large breasts. Her skirt was pulled up, and her panties were off. At this moment, Aqiang entered, pulling Afang's buttocks out slightly, his mouth already reaching for her vulva. Ah Bang pulled Ah Fang's bra down a little and began sucking and biting her nipples. Ah Fang reached out and held his head, while her other hand pressed Ah Qiang's head down so he could better tongue-stimulate her cunt.

Hu Zi pulled down my pink lace panties from my open-crotch pantyhose and smelled them like he was inhaling drugs.

"Ah, smells so good." He held my feet, which were clad in white buckle-strap high heels, and licked them from my calves upwards, stimulating me with his magical tongue at my thighs and the base of my thighs. Under the influence of his superb foreplay skills and the drugs, I moaned ecstatically.

"Come on, come on, I want it, I want it!" Ah Fang couldn't help but cry out.

Ah Qiang went first, thrusting his penis into Ah Fang's cunt and thrusting forward forcefully.

Hu Zi spread my legs, grasped his large penis, and inserted it into my cunt. An indescribable feeling of fullness made my whole body go numb, and my cunt felt swollen. He pulled my hands over my head, his tongue lightly licking under my armpits. The feeling was especially pronounced in my hairless armpits. I just wanted to pull my hands down to stop him from licking, but his strong hands held them firmly, making me unable to move.

Meanwhile, Ah Qiang had already ejaculated. Before he finished, he pulled his penis out and immediately thrust it into Ah Fang's mouth, pressing it forcefully against his groin. After a long sigh, he pulled his penis out, a thin line connecting Ah Fang's mouth and Ah Qiang's penis. Then he slumped down.

Ah Bang made Ah Fang lie on all fours like a dog. He and Ah Chun each occupied one side of the sofa. He came behind Ah Fang and inserted his penis from behind. Ah Chun occupied her mouth.

Hu Zi put my legs on his shoulders, unhooked my bra, and forcefully sucked and kissed my breasts, which were covered in his saliva. He thrust downwards like a jackhammer, and with each thrust, I wanted his penis to penetrate deeper, so I arched my hips upwards to match his downward thrusts. Perhaps he was getting tired, because he picked me up, and I straddled his penis with my shoes on, putting my breasts in his mouth, which he passionately kissed. At this moment,

Afang spat out Chun's penis, rested her head on the sofa, and cried out loudly, "Oh my god, you're so amazing! Harder, harder!" Chun

couldn't hold on any longer amidst her moans, and he pulled Afang's buttocks and slammed them against his crotch. After more than a hundred thrusts, he yelled and collapsed onto Afang's back, panting.

"Sister Qin, don't just watch others, let's join in," Tiger said, using both hands to cup my buttocks and move them up and down on his penis. The boss is the boss; his stamina is definitely longer than his underlings'.

Five minutes later, Tiger's phone rang. He answered it and then told Qiang, "Kang's here, at the door of the private room. Open the door for him."

The door opened, a man walked in, and closed it. I hadn't paid much attention at first. Then Tiger had me lie on my side on the sofa, spread my legs, and he pulled me between his legs. This man, with his back to me, was taking pictures of Fang and Chun having sex with his phone. I just felt his back looked so familiar.

Fang was lying on the table, and Chun was thrusting into her from behind, his hands gripping her breasts as he pushed. Chun whispered something in Fang's ear. Fang pulled Chun's penis out of her vagina, turned around, and sandwiched it between her breasts. It was the first time I'd ever seen anything like it. Fang's breasts were large, and she pressed them together, even managing to put the glans in her mouth.

At this point, the man who had come in started taking pictures of Tiger and me. After he took a few, I was still looking at Fang, completely unaware of his presence.

Because the drugs in my body had reached their peak, after Tiger had thrust into my vagina about a hundred times, he suddenly sped up. It was then that I came to my senses, and I began to feel a surge of energy flowing through my body. I pulled Tiger towards me, our lips met, and our thighs intertwined. I felt a rush of heat into my uterus, and I felt completely weak. We had both reached orgasm. As soon as

we finished, the man came over to Tiger and said, "Brother Tiger, the police will be doing a routine check tonight. Let's hurry." At that moment, I finally saw the man's face clearly—it was Kang Kang. For a moment, my mind went blank. I didn't even look at Ah Chun re-entering Ah Fang's vagina and ejaculating. When I came to my senses, it was five minutes later when Tiger called me.

Ah Fang had finished and pulled me into the bathroom to clean up. Kang Kang didn't recognize me, I thought, clinging to that hope. When Afang went to the garage to get the car, I ran into Kang Kang at the bathroom door. I turned around, but he came up to me instead, saying, "Auntie, I recognized you a long time ago. I'll come back to you later." My heart sank; this time it was really over.

Outside, Hu Zi said to Kang Kang, "It's not going to work out today, I'll come back another day."

Kang Kang pretended not to recognize me, waved to Hu Zi, and left. Afang and I followed. On the way, Afang asked me, "Sister Qin, how was it? Pretty good, right?"

I didn't answer, but just said at the door, "I'm never going there again."

Afang nodded at me and drove away.

Chapter 3:

I spent several weeks in anxiety and unease, but every time I went to Kang Kang's house, or Kang Kang came to my house, he acted as if nothing had happened. He still called me "Auntie," as if he had forgotten what happened that night. I gradually relaxed, and every time I cooked for him, he would exclaim how delicious it was. I treated him with all my heart.

That afternoon, my husband and son were both out, and Kang Kang said he wanted to come over for dinner.

"Auntie, I'm here. I'm going to my cousin's room to play video games."

"Okay, I'll call you when it's time to eat."

I was focused on cooking in the kitchen, unaware of Kang Kang's purpose for coming.

Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind, their hands resting on my breasts. I was startled and turned around; it was Kang Kang.

"Kang Kang, what are you doing? I'm your auntie!" I said in a panic, though I already knew what Kang Kang was up to.

"Auntie, you had so much fun at the club that night. Let me have some fun too. Seeing you in this outfit made me hard."

Kang Kang had a wicked grin on his face, his hands groping my body. I felt like a hundred ants were crawling all over me. I let go of my hands, which were washing vegetables, and grabbed Kang Kang's wet hands, but he was too strong. I couldn't hold him back; his hands were already under my khaki skirt.

"No...we can't do this, it's incest...let go, let go..." Kang Kang then grabbed my breasts through my blue sleeveless top, and spread my legs apart, his thighs pressing between mine.

He ignored my cries, only caring about his own pleasure. Before I knew it, Kang Kang had pulled my blue sleeveless top over my head and tossed it to the ground, leaving me only in my milky-white bra. I felt like he was going crazy. His mouth was kissing my neck and back frantically from behind. I struggled, but it was useless; my hands couldn't stop him.

Kang Kang grabbed me around the waist, dragged me into his son's room, and threw me onto the bed.

"Auntie, I advise you to behave. I have all those photos of you from last time. Want to see them? They're really something!" He pulled an A4 sheet of paper from his bag and tossed it down, the paper landing on my bare stomach. I immediately picked it up and saw it was indeed the photo of me and Hu Zi having sex that night. My heart sank.

Kang Kang continued to undress, and I hadn't noticed before how much hair he had.

"Don't scream. If you scream any louder and attract other people, I'll see what you do

then, haha..." I was stunned by this sudden attack. Although I had considered what he might do to me, I hadn't expected this. Kang Kang was now only wearing blue underwear and straddled me, grabbing my breast with one hand.

Even through my bra, I could feel the pressure of his grip. He, usually so introverted and withdrawn, was acting so wildly.

To my utter surprise!

He pulled down the center of my milky-white bra, unhooking the front, revealing my breasts to him.

Like a wild beast, he buried his head in my chest, sucking and biting my nipples. He then used his thighs to spread

my legs and played with my clitoris through my panties with his fingers.

Although it was Kang Kang stirring my clitoris through my panties, a woman's body is honest; my clitoris began to wet under his stirring. Kang Kang, who was sucking on my breasts, stood up. He pulled down my fitted, khaki skirt, revealing my pale pink panties, the area around my clitoris already wet.

By this time, I had exhausted all my strength, only symbolically pushing against his shoulder with one hand, and covering my mouth with the other, trying not to make a sound.

He straddled my head, placing his hips in front of me without removing his panties.

“Auntie, come on… lick it with your tongue…” His hand slipped under my underwear and into my genitals, one finger, two fingers, three fingers, all of them probing into my vagina.

Oh my god! I could only smell a fishy odor seeping into my nostrils through Kang Kang’s underwear.

He pulled down his own underwear and then pulled mine down too.

His penis was huge, bigger than Hu Zi’s and my husband’s.

“Suck my penis in, be good.”

“No… Kang Kang, no… Kang Kang, this is incest…” I tried one last time.

“No sucking, fine, I’ll just go for it.” Then, completely ignoring me, he spread my legs, straddled me, and I pushed against his chest with my hands, but he was too strong. With his huge penis erect, he used his thighs to push against my legs and thrust it into my wet vagina in one go.

Ah! I’ve finally been raped, oh my god! It was my own nephew. The moment he entered me, my mind went blank, but it was an undeniable fact that I had committed incest with my nephew.

Kang Kang didn't care about any of that. He lifted my buttocks and thrust his hips forward, trying to make our union even tighter. I could feel a thick, hard penis churning inside my vagina. His hands gripped my breasts, and he rode me like a horse.

"Auntie, it feels good, doesn't it... My penis is big, isn't it... Come on... Scream... Why aren't you moaning... Why are you biting your fingers?" He yanked the hand off my mouth, and my suppressed moans began to echo in the room.

"Mmm... Ah... Mmm... No... Kang Kang... Mmm..."

After a few moans, Kang Kang clearly couldn't withstand my moans and cries anymore. He leaned forward and sealed my mouth shut, trying to force his tongue inside. I was startled when he sealed my mouth, clenching my teeth and keeping my mouth closed. He couldn't penetrate me no matter what.

His lower body didn't relax at all, thrusting incessantly. He placed his hand on my breast, pinching my right nipple hard with two fingers, but I didn't let go, only breathing heavily through my nose, my deep breaths hitting his face.

He released his hand from my nipple and instead pinched my nose. I finally couldn't take it anymore. As I inhaled, he slipped his tongue into my mouth, exploring it. I tried desperately to escape, but he found it and started sucking on my tongue.

He held my head and pulled my legs up, placing them between his slightly parted thighs from his thrusting. He fucked me hard, my tongue sucked into his mouth, sucking so hard I felt like it was about to be sucked off. He held my head with one hand, while the other hand fondled and kneaded my breasts.

The only sounds in the room were the sucking sounds from their mouths, the colliding of their bodies, and their panting and moaning.

After thrusting into me hundreds of times, he finally couldn't hold back any longer. He stuck out my tongue, increased his speed, and slammed his lower body against mine with all his might.

"Auntie, I'm coming... I'm coming... Ahh..." Kang Kang's whole body tensed up as he pressed against me. I felt a surge of heat rush into my vagina, and I climaxed at the same time. We both collapsed together.

In the end, it was with him... I dared not think any further.

Kang Kang rested on top of me for only ten minutes. His hands moved up and down my body, and I could feel his penis hardening again inside my vagina.

"Kang Kang, we can't make the same mistake again. Just this once, never again."

"Auntie, no way, don't even think about such a thing. You can feel how amazing my penis is, right? Come, come, come... let me have some more pleasure." He pulled his penis out of my vagina, it was wet, covered in a mixture of my vaginal fluid and his semen.

I sat up, but he stood up even more, placing his penis in front of me. "You didn't eat my penis just now, but you should now."

I turned my head away, ignoring him. He reached behind me, pulled my shoulder-length hair that was already piled up, and pushed my head forward. I pressed my hands firmly against his thighs, my lips tightly shut. Just then, the phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Ah... it's Uncle. I'm here for dinner. Yes, I'm here. You need to tell Auntie. Okay, I'll call her over." Kang Kang pressed the receiver, turned around, and said fiercely to me, "If you don't want Uncle to know, you have to listen to me."

I could only nod. It turned out my husband had called to ask me to find something for him to send to him tomorrow. While my husband was talking, Kang Kang put his penis in my mouth. I couldn't say anything, only responding with "uh-huh, uh-huh."

His penis was so big, I had to open my mouth almost to its maximum to suck it all in. He kept thrusting into my mouth, his hands pressing down on my head. I turned my head and looked in the mirror on the cabinet. A teenage boy was giving oral sex to a woman in her forties, while she was on the phone with her husband. The feeling was indescribable.

"Why are you making so many 'uh-huh' sounds... what are you doing?" My husband probably sensed something was wrong and asked me. I immediately spat out Kang Kang's penis.

"I'm eating a popsicle. Kang Kang just bought some." After hearing my explanation, my husband continued talking. At this moment, Kang Kang came up behind me, pulled me down to lie on my side, and pressed against my back, playing with my breasts and groping my plump buttocks. Suddenly, he slapped me.

"Smack!" Even my husband heard it.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just swatting mosquitoes. There are so many mosquitoes." That's all I could say. Kang Kang slapped my buttocks even more enthusiastically.

My husband finally finished his phone call, and my buttocks were covered in Kang Kang's fingerprints.

"Auntie, let's do it again. I want to fuck you as soon as I see your buttocks. I want to fuck your pussy, fuck your mouth, fuck your breasts, okay?"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, sucking on my earlobe from behind and licking it lightly with the tip of his tongue. He held my body still, like a puppy, gently circling my back, neck, stomach, navel, and breasts with his tongue.

At this moment, I had forgotten that we were having incestuous sex. My legs were tightly closed and then opened, my thighs rubbing against each other.

He held his penis and made me reach back to grasp it. The length of my fingers was just right so that my five fingers could reach the head of his penis. He pressed his head down on mine and turned my head around. Our tongues touched and intertwined again. The light contact below was obviously more stimulating than the frantic stroking of his penis.

He held my head with one hand, while the other reached down from my shoulder, grasping my breast and teasing my nipple with his index finger. I felt incredibly aroused, and my hand holding his penis became even gentler.

He stuck out my tongue, guided his penis, placed it on my vulva, and thrust upwards forcefully. I reached down and cooperated by spreading my vulva open, making it easier for him to insert his large penis. That feeling of fullness returned. He and I lay on our sides on the bed, and he supported one of my thighs with his hand, opening my vulva a little wider, while he thrust upwards forcefully.

I looked up and saw my son's photo on the bedside table, and a sense of guilt immediately welled up in my heart. I put down the photo frame that held my son's picture.

"Haha... Cousin, cousin... Do you know I'm fucking your mom? Your mom's vagina is so good, let me fuck her, I want to fuck your mom every day... Haha..." Kang Kang felt that this was a better way to release his pent-up desire, and he kept shouting.

I didn't think much of it anymore, because what he said was true, and my lower body was already overflowing with lustful fluids from being penetrated by his large penis, and I was panting heavily.

I wrapped my arms around Kang Kang's head, touching his face with its thick stubble; this position was incredibly lewd. After thrusting more than a hundred times, he moved from behind to the front, placing one of my thighs on his shoulder. He held my thigh and thrust forward, one hand playing with my breast. After thrusting me more than a hundred times, he put my thigh down and lay on top of me. I had already reached orgasm, and Kang Kang also ejaculated a second time inside my vagina.

We lay on the bed, embracing each other, and rested for more than ten minutes before getting up to tidy our clothes and take a shower.

"This is my first time with your cousin," my mother said to me in a very calm tone, as if she wasn't talking about her own affairs, but just some other trivial matter.

I was shaken by my mother's words, and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time in my room.

That night, I had insomnia!

Chapter Four:

I haven't been able to eat for the past few days, so I've been trying to avoid going home as much as possible. Plus, my mother is at my cousin's house all day, so I'm happy to have some peace and quiet. I only go home to sleep very late, and even when I do see my mother, we barely exchange a few words; we're like strangers.

A week later, I drank with friends all night. When I got home, I found my mother was already home, but I ignored her. Before, I was afraid my mother would find out I'd been drinking, but now I try to avoid her as much as possible. In fact, as time has passed, I don't hate her as much anymore, because that time she was only passive, not willing. But there's never been a chance for me to reconcile with her; we're just stuck in this stalemate.

I took off my shirt and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, I don't know if it was a dream or reality, but I was back in my middle school days. I came to my mother's factory alone to find her. My mother was wearing a sleeveless V-neck pink dress, brown stockings, and white buckled high heels, standing at the table organizing documents. I've forgotten what I said to her, I only remember sitting in her chair. My mother turned to face me, her buttocks facing me, and I could clearly see the outline of her underwear. At that moment, my penis started to get erect.

Then, my mother turned her head as well. She didn't say anything, she sat on the armrest of the chair, her upper body turned towards my head. I stared at her breasts, my mind blank. I could only see my mother's face, but I didn't have any incestuous thoughts.

My mother pressed my head against her chest, pulled down my pants, and her slender fingers lightly scratched my penis with her nails through my underwear. Her tongue licked my forehead. Her right hand held my head, and her left hand stroked my penis. It felt so good.

I reached under my mother's skirt and pulled down her pink panties. The front zipper of her dress was down, revealing no bra underneath. Her breasts were right in front of me. She put one in my mouth, and I closed my eyes, sucking passionately. She then placed her hand back on my penis.

Suddenly, I felt a violent throbbing in my penis. Ah, I suddenly opened my eyes. It was all a dream. The room was dark, just the ceiling, but it felt so real. There was another body on me.

Her small mouth was sucking on my nipple, and one of her hands was stroking my penis, which was now pulled down to her thighs. The area where my penis used to be was wet, and her thighs were sticky—I couldn't tell if it was my secretions or her saliva.

I pulled her head up in horror. In the moonlight, ah, it was my mother.

She was wearing a white V-neck spaghetti strap nightgown, one strap was off, and the other was loosely hanging on her arm. From her body, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra or underwear; she was going commando.

"Mom, what are you doing?" I asked, gently lifting her body.

"Son, I'm so sorry. You're my only son, I can't lose you."

I realized then that I had indeed gone too far these past few days. It wasn't her fault; I shouldn't have treated her like that. I held her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have treated you like this. Mom, please forgive me."

At that moment, my mother hugged me tightly, burying her head in my chest. Her shoulder-length hair tickled me, but holding her body felt incredibly comforting. I just wanted this moment to last forever, this feeling to never end. But in reality, things didn't go as planned.

My penis was throbbing uncontrollably, twitching against my mother's smooth thighs. I couldn't see her face, but I imagined it was flushed. Her hands were gently stroking my testicles. I wanted to push her hands away; though my body desired it, my mind couldn't accept it.

"Mom, don't do this. We're mother and son. We can't do this," I said, my words broken and fragmented.

Ignoring me, Mom bent down, held my penis in her hand, and sucked it into her mouth. I felt my penis being enveloped in a tight, fleshy mass; the sensation was so pleasurable I didn't want to speak anymore. Her hands moved upwards from below, stopping at my nipples, where she played with them with her fingertips. Then I felt a cool sensation on my penis; Mom had pulled it out halfway and was only sucking on the glans with her lips, her tongue circling the tip.

Excited, I pressed my hand against Mom's head, begging her to suck it in again. Mom withdrew one hand, using the other to tease my nipple, while holding my penis with the other, and sucked it back into her mouth. I didn't care if she was my mother anymore; I just pressed her head down towards my genitals. Her hand, which had been holding my penis, now stroked my testicles and lightly scraped my buttocks. The room was filled with my heavy breathing and my mother's low moans as her mouth was gagged.

"Ah, Mom, I want it, give it to me, I can't take it anymore," I cried out passionately.

I tried to sit up, but my mother pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me, grasped my penis in her hand, and effortlessly inserted it into her vagina.

Ah, I'm back. Twenty years ago, I was born into this world from this very place, and now I've returned. My mother placed her hands on my chest, and I held her buttocks. She cooperated by gently lifting her plump buttocks, moving up and down. I felt my penis was about to explode, so I immediately pulled it out.

My mother looked at me lovingly, her hands around my neck, gently stroking my face.

"Son, this isn't good for your health. If you want to ejaculate, just ejaculate. From now on, whenever you want, Mom will give it to you."

"Mom, I know, I won't do it again."

By then, I could feel my penis regaining its strength. I sat up and pinned my mother down. I placed my mother's legs on my shoulders, and guided my penis to her vaginal opening. She reached down to help me insert it.

"Son, come on, Mom wants your penis, Mom is yours, Mom loves you," she cried passionately.

I responded, "Mom, I'll listen to you from now on, Mom, I want you."

I pressed down on her from above, her hair cascading down the side of the bed like a waterfall. She pushed her buttocks upwards, and I pressed my penis down hard. I pulled her legs down, wrapping them around my waist. She squeezed my buttocks tightly with her legs, her hands gripping my back tightly, her fingers and palms pressing down on my back. I also brought my head close to hers.

The two of us truly achieved a union of body and soul. My mother and I kissed passionately, our tongues intertwined. I didn't care that her mouth had previously served my penis; we exchanged saliva. Her hands sometimes held my back, sometimes gripped the sheets.

"Son, you're so good. Mom's coming."

"Mom, I'm coming too." I felt liquid flowing onto my penis, and my mother squeezed her limbs even tighter than before. Under my mother's stimulation, I also reached orgasm. I felt a release in my lower back, and my semen began to shoot into my mother's vagina.

This ejaculation was really plentiful; I ejaculated five times in a row before releasing all my semen. My mother trembled five times in my arms, each time I ejaculated inside her.

"Son, you've got so much! Mom's down there is so full, it feels so good."

After ejaculating, I lay on top of my mother.

"Mom, you're great too," I replied to her.

"Mom, let me go, I want to get up." I started to struggle against my mother.

She let go, and I sat up and pulled on my pants. Suddenly, I saw a red light flashing near my bedroom door. I stared at the red dot.

"Who's there?" I alertly pulled out the arm-strengthening pull strap hanging by my bed.

The light came on; it was Kang Kang, holding a handheld video camera. Before he could speak, I knew I'd fallen into a trap.

The previously peaceful situation had changed without me even realizing it.

"Mom, what's going on?" I glared angrily at my mother.

She lowered her head, covering her face with her hands. "Son, please forgive me, Kang Kang said..." I waved my hand to interrupt her, and Kang Kang was about to speak as well. I shoved him aside, grabbed my clothes from the chair beside me, and rushed out without looking back. Kang Kang stood there motionless.

My mother wrapped the sheet around herself, put on her slippers, and followed me out. I ignored her, rushed to the door, hastily threw on my clothes, put on my shoes, and ran outside. I

didn't close the door properly when I ran out, and I could only hear my mother's soft sobs. I just wanted to get away from here,

to run far, far away. I ran out of my neighborhood, running and running, until I finally reached the riverbank. The round moon was still in the sky, but the sky was already beginning to turn blue; it was clear that dawn would break in a few hours.

Only then did my head start to throb.

Oh God, what should I do?!

[The End]

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