My Beautiful Mother Teacher (Beaded Curtain Edition)

(Bonus Chapter: Don't Say It's Not Heartbreaking)

In a few days it will be the anniversary of my grandparents' death. I intended to go back to the countryside to pay my respects, and I mentioned my idea at the dinner table.

Lin Lin, as always, supported me, but due to work commitments, she couldn't leave and had to give up.

As for my mother, Li Shumin, I knew how much she wanted to go back with me.

Because of the divorce, both of my parents passed away one after another, which was a great pain for my mother, and she felt extremely guilty. She was often plunged into deep self-blame, so she rarely went back for many years.

This time, I was determined to go back, and naturally, I wouldn't waste the opportunity. After much persuasion, I finally got my mother's approval; she agreed to go back with me to pay respects to our ancestors, which put my mind at ease.

On the day of departure, I comforted Niu Niu, who was sulking because she couldn't come along, promising to take her to Disneyland for a whole day when we returned. Only then did she smile and go to school with Lin Lin. Watching them leave, I picked up my luggage and headed to the garage. It would probably take a whole day to get back to the countryside, so my mother and I would stay there for a few days to relax.

Throughout the journey, my mother, Li Shumin, seemed preoccupied. Aside from occasionally reminding me to watch my speed, she didn't say much and then quietly fell asleep in the back seat.

At dusk, we finally arrived at our destination. My maternal grandfather was a teacher when he was young. After retiring, he lived in the countryside, saying that the city was too noisy with people and cars, and that it was too upsetting to live there for too long. He preferred the peace and quiet here, where he could enjoy the sounds of insects and birds every day. My maternal grandmother listened to her husband the most, so she moved in with him. Only now do I understand that they didn't want to trouble their daughter. The cost of living in the city is high, and having another person means more expenses. They loved their only daughter so much!

After the old folks passed away, the house became empty. I couldn't bear to sell it, afraid of hurting my mother's feelings. I wanted to leave her with something to remember the family by. Fortunately, I asked the neighbors to help take care of it, so it doesn't look dilapidated at all. Before returning, I specifically called my neighbor, Uncle Li, to ask him to clean the house, so there was no problem moving in.

After exchanging pleasantries with Uncle Li, I made an excuse to borrow some hoes or something from him, and pulled him out of the house, leaving my mother alone inside to rest. Once outside, I insisted on giving Uncle Li some money. He declined several times, but finally accepted it, his smile more genuine than before.

After wandering around outside for a while, we returned home. I thought my mother would be resting in the bedroom, but I found her in the study. The study was where my grandfather spent most of his time. He loved calligraphy and reading, so the bookshelves were filled with various books and his own calligraphy. According to rural customs, after an elder passes away, all related items in the house should be disposed of. However, my mother left behind quite a few things, such as everything in this study, and the family photo she's holding now.

There are only five people in the photo, taken shortly after I was born: my maternal grandparents, my mother, me, and the man whose image is now somewhat blurred in my mind. At that time, they were all very young, smiling brightly, while I lay quietly in my swaddling clothes, held in my mother's arms. When I was little, my maternal grandmother told me that I was uncooperative before the photo was taken, crying loudly, and only calmed down after my mother finished breastfeeding me.

"Mom~ Why don't you rest for a while?"

I walked over and gently hugged my mother, Li Shumin, from behind, inhaling her fragrance and feeling inexplicably at ease.

My mother was startled by my hug, quickly wiping her face before leaning against me and saying casually, "I slept for so long in the car, I'd turn into a pig if I slept any longer! Can you bear to see me turn into a pig?"

I kissed her earlobe, took the photo, glanced at it, and then turned it face down on the desk. "Mom, I love you!"

My mother looked at me and replied with deep affection, "I love you too!"

Love words don't need to be many; one sentence is enough!

I kissed my mother's red lips, then greedily sucked on her sweet saliva. My mother offered her delicate tongue, and we intertwined. This kiss left both of us breathless and our blood boiling.

I scooped her up and turned to walk towards the bedroom. My mother was already dizzy with excitement from the passionate kiss. Her fair arms were wrapped around my neck, actively seeking kisses. Her eyes were brimming with spring water, brimming with seductive charm. Her two full breasts pressed into beautiful arcs, large expanses of white, flawless flesh. Her twelve-centimeter black patent leather high heels fell to the ground, and her small feet, encased in flesh-colored stockings, swung wildly.

I kicked open the bedroom door impatiently, threw my mother onto the bed, and then slammed down on her. My mother screamed, but responded even more excitedly. With one hand, I kneaded her ample breasts through her thin clothes, while the other hand had already slipped under her skirt to explore the beautiful, flowing depths. Before this, for various reasons, we hadn't made love for a week.

I skillfully unbuttoned my mother's blouse, revealing her ample breasts, encased in a purple front-fastening lace bra. I swallowed hard, easily removing the bra, and then, as if in reverence, cupped one of her breasts. On that snow-white peak, a bright red nipple, supported by its areola, stood proudly erect. I suppressed my excitement, gently biting it, my tongue pressing against it, licking it wantonly. My mother, overwhelmed by desire, her long-suppressed passion gradually ignited. She arched her back, making her chest more prominent, to make intimate contact with her son. Her legs were slightly parted, allowing her beloved son's slender fingers to caress them. Her thin thong had already been pulled down, his fingers hovering over the wet, tender entrance of her vagina—this excited her greatly!

Bound by blood, mother and son already shared a deep understanding. My fingers slowly entered my mother's tight vagina, moist and warm inside, the tender flesh brimming with vitality.

"Mmm~"

Although it wasn't actual penetration, it still made Mom feel less empty. She let out a sweet, satisfied moan, and even had a small orgasm.

I had Mom's nipple in my mouth, but my hands didn't stop. My left hand kneaded her other breast, shaping her G-cup breasts into various forms, while my right hand's fingers pounded and stirred inside her vagina, causing more and more vaginal fluid to flow out of Mom's vagina.

"Oh~ mmm~"

Mom hugged my head and pressed down, spreading her legs wider, moaning incessantly.

After I had sucked both of my mother's nipples until they were hard, she finally reached orgasm from being finger-stimulated. Her buttocks were raised high, her whole body convulsing, and gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out. I took the opportunity to thrust hard and quickly a few more times, and the splattered fluid soaked the sheets.

After the prolonged orgasm, my mother slowly calmed down, but her heaving chest still showed that she was enjoying the afterglow.

I climbed off my mother, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and watched her fall asleep with a satisfied smile before leaving the bedroom. A day's journey, plus this orgasm, was enough for her to have a good night's sleep.

After taking a cold shower for almost an hour, I still couldn't extinguish my burning desire. I could only release it properly by wearing my mother's underwear and stockings before I could calm down.

With nothing to do, I wandered around the house. I was thinking of making a pot of tea to relax, but I accidentally discovered a small item.

A pair of women's underwear!

Plain white, ordinary women's underwear, rolled up and carelessly tossed in the corner of the sofa—no, it should be said that its owner had forgotten about it. I carefully picked it up, wanting to examine it closely, but I smelled a pungent odor of urine and the smell of sex!

My mother would never wear this style of underwear, and it even had a foul odor. This could never happen to my mother, so... a woman came to our house yesterday! And she did some "bad things" here!

I grabbed a bag and packed the filth away, intending to find Uncle Li Yong, the only other person besides myself with a key to the house, to get some answers. Just as I was about to go downstairs, I saw a woman emerge from his balcony. Upon closer inspection, I recognized her as Li Yong's daughter, Li Qiaoyun.

Speaking of Li Yong, he actually had quite a few faults.

When I was young, my grandparents told me that he was a heavy drinker in his youth, getting drunk every day and frequently beating his wife and smashing things while drunk.

Later, his wife couldn't take it anymore and abandoned him and their two children, running off with another man one night.

Their son is named Li Guodong, and their daughter is Li Qiaoyun; the siblings' names were chosen by Li Yong at his grandfather's request.

Ever since his wife ran away, Li Yong became even more addicted to drinking. As a result, his son dropped out of high school to work and never returned home.

They say "a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold," and Li Yong probably wasn't exactly a prodigal, but this experience did change his ways. He finally stopped drinking and successfully kicked the habit, cultivating his small plot of land and managing to send his daughter to university. Later, when he had more money, he contracted an orchard outside the village, earning a considerable amount. He contributed both money and effort to developing his hometown, gradually gaining the praise and recognition of the villagers.

This is part of the reason I was willing to give him the keys.

Leaving aside Li Guodong, whom I've only met a few times, let's talk about his daughter, Li Qiaoyun.

She was almost ten years older than me, and because our families were related, I always called her "sister" when I was little.

In my memory, she was shy and quiet, but she was always at the top of her class, a role model for many children in the village.

Years ago, when I came back alone to pay respects to our ancestors, I heard that she had met a boyfriend through a village matchmaker. They fell in love at first sight and quickly reached the point of discussing marriage. However, on the day the groom's family presented the betrothal gifts, Li Yong vehemently opposed it. He not only returned all the gifts but also berated the groom's family, causing the marriage to fall through. After that, no one ever came to propose again.

However, Li Qiaoyun was now heavily pregnant, appearing to be more than six months along. This piqued my curiosity, making me even more eager to visit Li Yong's house.

I had assumed Li Qiaoyun wouldn't recognize me, given that we hadn't seen each other for several years, but to my surprise, she called out my name immediately.

"Liu Yu! It really is you!"

Li Qiaoyun seemed quite happy. Because of her pregnancy, her face was much rounder, and it was full of smiles.

I greeted her warmly, "Sister, long time no see!"

"Come in and sit down!"

Li Qiaoyun politely ushered me into the house, then followed me with some difficulty, her large belly protruding.

Seeing that she was heavily pregnant and had difficulty moving around, I stopped her from pouring tea, saying that I was just there to sit for a while and there was no need to be so polite.

Perhaps because it was a rare opportunity to run into a childhood friend, Li Qiaoyun seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation, constantly searching for topics to discuss. Most of the time, she did the talking, and I just had to listen quietly.

"Sister, why didn't you tell me you were going to be a mother?"

I interrupted Li Qiaoyun's reverie, asking casually.

Li Qiaoyun seemed surprised by my sudden question, and paused for a moment, but quickly regained her smile. "Don't bother yourself with such things. Besides, you need your sister to be able to see you! You haven't come back to visit in so long, you've probably forgotten you even have a sister like me, haven't you?"

I chuckled sheepishly, scratching my head a little embarrassed.

"You got married?" Li Qiaoyun seemed to be changing the subject. "Nice ring! Pretty good! Looks like you're doing well!"

I rubbed the wedding ring, smiled, and said, "Sis, stop teasing me!"

"She must be a good girl, right?"

For some reason, I saw envy in Li Qiaoyun's eyes.

"Yeah, she is indeed very good!"

"Tell me about you? Where's my brother-in-law?" I looked around the living room, but didn't see anything unusual. The only family photo hanging on the wall was the one I saw when I was a child.

"He..." Li Qiaoyun evaded the question, "Let's not talk about him anymore. I'll go get you a cup of tea."

I frowned and continued to press, "What? Is he treating you badly?"

"No...nothing like that."

She stood up, her pregnant belly protruding, and headed towards the tea room.

"Is it because of the child? Or because of Uncle Li?"

Hearing this, she stopped and sighed.

"He's a real scoundrel!" I cursed harshly, unsure of who to blame—the child's father? Li Yong? Or perhaps both.

Li Qiaoyun suddenly turned around, her face showing no sadness, only worry. "Stop cursing! I'm...fine now."

After she made the tea, we fell into a long silence. When I had drunk half a pot of tea, Li Yong finally returned from outside. Because of our previous conversation, I was now completely uninterested, so I just chatted with him for a few more minutes before saying goodbye and going home.

After seeing my neighbor to the door and watching him walk away, the smile on Li Yong's face vanished instantly, replaced by a somewhat gloomy expression.

Back in the living room, Li Yong sat heavily on the sofa, glanced at his daughter sitting opposite him, and asked, "Does he know?"

Li Qiaoyun nodded first, then shook her head, without saying a word.

"Dad knows you're suffering inside, and you resent me. But you should know that it's best not to let outsiders know too much about this. It's ultimately good for you, your future, and the child in your belly."

Li Yong was fairly satisfied with his daughter's behavior. He habitually reached for a cigarette, but then remembered that he had quit smoking since his daughter became pregnant. So he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Qiaoyun remained silent, her head down as she tidied up the cups used by the guests, then returned to her room, leaving Li Yong alone there drinking cup after cup of tea... The next day, my mother and I drove to the cemetery early in the morning. I carried the offerings I had prepared beforehand, walking in front, with my mother following closely behind. She wore a simple, elegant white knee-length dress, dignified and solemn.

The deserted cemetery, with its rows of tombstones, was bathed in the cold, eerie light of the rising sun, which brought no warmth.

Soon, we arrived at our ancestor's grave. After placing the offerings, I began clearing away the weeds and decaying leaves scattered around the tombstone. Occasionally, glancing back, I saw my mother weeping silently, and a pang of sorrow gripped my heart.

After finishing, I repositioned the offerings, lit incense and candles, and offered them to my mother, wiping away her tears. Then, I stood quietly behind her.

"Dad, Mom, your daughter is unfilial!"

My mother, who hadn't uttered a word since morning, finally spoke, but as soon as she did, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing my mother crying so heartbreakingly, I felt extremely distressed. I slowly knelt forward and kowtowed three times. "

Grandpa and Grandma, your grandson Liu Yu kowtows to you both!"

"Today I was supposed to bring my daughter-in-law and child to meet you two, but she had something to do and couldn't get away..."

"..."

With each word I spoke, I kowtowed repeatedly. I don't know how many I said or how long I kowtowed, but I felt a little dizzy when my mother's sobs subsided.

"Dad, Mom, did you hear that? Your grandson Xiaoyu is so capable now! He's married and has learned to take care of people. If you two can see this from beyond the grave, please bless him!"

"Grandpa and Grandma, don't worry! I will definitely take good care of Mom and never let her suffer the slightest grievance! I will be good to her for the rest of my life!"

The mother and son looked at each other and smiled when they saw the deep love in each other's eyes.

I reached out and wiped away the tears from my mother's eyes, gently smoothing her slightly disheveled hair. Then, straightening my clothes, I faced the tombstone and, gritting my teeth, kowtowed three more times.

"Grandpa and Grandma, I love Mom! I want to marry her, to marry your daughter, Li Shumin, as my wife! For the rest of my life, I will never leave you! So, please bless us!"

I said resolutely, ignoring my dizziness.

My mother, Li Shumin, kneeling beside me, was stunned, never expecting her son to be so audacious as to utter such arrogant words before the grave of their deceased ancestor.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap echoed from the distant horizon, and a sudden gust of wind swept through the cemetery, nearly extinguishing the incense and candles on the graves. A chilling gust of wind swept past, and it felt as if someone had slapped my face hard!

"My love for my mother is genuine!" I kowtowed heavily to the ground. "In this world, only I can give my mother the best and truest love!"

The incense and candles were completely extinguished, and the entire cemetery fell silent. I maintained my kowtow posture, but I secretly swallowed, and my legs trembled uncontrollably, whether from kneeling for too long or for some other reason.

A few seconds later, I felt a warmth and looked up to find the extinguished candles had reignited.

"You...as expected..."

A gentle breeze blew by, and I clasped my hands together in silence... I was the one who left first, waiting at the cemetery entrance for about ten minutes before seeing my mother slowly return. I don't know what my mother said to the two elderly people in those ten minutes—whether it was an apology, repentance, or an expression of longing—as long as I could see her brow finally unfurrowed and a smile on her face, my heart was at peace.

"Mom..."

I was still a little worried, afraid that my mother was just forcing a smile.

My mother naturally put her arm around mine and said calmly, "Thank you, my good son!"

Hearing this, I finally felt relieved. My mother came back.

"How dare you say such things? You scared your mother to death, you know that?" My mother pinched my waist hard. "Your grandfather values human relationships above all else. If he were still alive, he would beat you to death after hearing what you said!" "

I...I love you, Mom!" I clenched my fist secretly. "So, I hope to receive their blessing!"

"Silly child! I know how much you love your mother!" My mother tightened her grip, pulling my arm even closer.

"Mmm..."

I nodded vigorously, my gaze fixed on my mother's face, unable to look away. My throat tightened, and I was about to kiss her.

"Don't even think about it!" My mother giggled and dodged away. "Aren't you afraid of another thunderstorm?"

Her words made me a little scared.

My mother then extended an invitation, "Want to take a walk with me?"

I gladly accepted, and we intertwined our fingers and walked down the path.

Bamboo groves grew at the foot of the mountain, forming a continuous forest. As we walked along the path, a gentle breeze blew, and the mountain's eerie chill was gone, replaced by a sense of relaxation and joy. Deep within the bamboo forest, there was a pavilion, and beside it, a stream of water flowed over stones of varying heights, creating a serene and beautiful scene.

I was thinking of walking a little further when Mom suddenly squatted down by the stream, scooped up some water and tossed it high into the air, watching it splash and create little flowers on the surface. Then she sat down on a smooth rock, deftly kicking off her red-soled, black-patterned high heels with stiletto heels, and taking off her flesh-colored sheer stockings. After carefully glancing around, she dipped her snow-white, translucent feet into the water. Her series of actions left me stunned, my penis hardening.

"Ah! This water is so cool!"

Mom exclaimed slightly, a little uncomfortable, as soon as she put her feet in the water, but she quickly started playing, her delicate white feet repeatedly splashing the water's surface.

Unable to resist the temptation of those naked, beautiful legs, I searched for a foothold and leaped to stand steadily opposite my mother. Before she could react, I quickly squatted down, scooped up one of her soft, boneless, snow-white feet, and grasped it.

"Ah! You bad boy!"

With her little foot held tightly in her son's hand, and feeling his body heat on her already sensitive area, my mother, Li Shumin, shifted uncomfortably, her breathing quickening. She bit her red lips and scolded him in a coquettish voice.

I held my mother's delicate foot in one hand and gently poured the cool stream water over it with the other, watching the water flow over her smooth, fair calves, down to her slightly arched instep. Her unpainted toenails were as round and smooth as pearls.

"Ah~ Mmm~"

I was no longer content with just admiring her; my fingers nimbly caressed every inch of her beautiful legs. My mother seemed to enjoy this teasing, moaning passionately and unconsciously, and deliberately raised her long legs higher so that I could kiss her instep. A gentle breeze blew her skirt, and from this angle, I could see the enchanting scenery beneath her skirt. A semi-transparent pair of panties concealed the secluded spring within, revealing the obvious marks on her labia majora. A damp patch appeared in the center, whether from the stream water or… I couldn't tell. My tongue licked my mother's leg skin; her feet, soaked in the stream, had no odor. My tongue roamed between her toes, swirling and swallowing the remaining glistening water droplets, sweet and fragrant.

"No—dirty!"

My mother struggled, her face flushed, instinctively trying to pull her foot away from my grasp, but I held it firmly. In desperation, she kicked out with her other foot. Seeing the situation escalating, I quickly tried to brush it away, but it was too late.

With a "smack," my mother's wet, white foot was pressed against my face.

"Hahahaha...Serves you right for being disobedient! Ah~"

Before Mom's triumphant laughter had even faded, I had already stuck out my tongue and licked her jade feet that had offered themselves to me, successfully turning the tables.

"You're bad~"

Both of her sensitive jade feet were already trapped in her son's mouth and tongue. Mom, Li Shumin, was already helpless. Her body was limp, her elbows propped on the grass beside her, her breathing rapid, and moans gradually rising.

I was not going to let her off the hook, and I intended to take advantage of the great land between her legs in one go. But Mom, Li Shumin, tightly covered her skirt, lightly bit her red lips, shook her head, and her eyes, which were almost dripping with tears, glanced at the small pavilion not far away. How could I not know the meaning behind her words? Across the stream, I lifted my mother's fleshy buttocks with both hands and carried her on my shoulders, burying my face between her legs, shaking my head from side to side, and inhaling her fragrance. My mother, Li Shumin, was both startled and frightened, and could only hold onto her son's head tightly, her long, beautiful legs gripping his waist to keep him

from swaying. Slowly, I let her slide off my shoulders, finally directing her legs to wrap around my waist. I smiled wickedly and kissed her fiery red lips. Maintaining this position, even through her clothes, Li Shumin could clearly feel the swelling and erection of her son's lower body. The unusual pleasure drove her to crave its penetration even more, so she passionately kissed her son.

I hugged my mother's delicate body tightly, easily jumped back to the shore, picked up her shoes and socks, and walked towards the small pavilion... As I approached the little pavilion, I discovered it had upturned eaves, painted beams and carved pillars, with a round table and stone benches in the center, surrounded by a waist-high stone railing, quite antique in style.

"Mom, be my wife!"

"Yes! Husband, love me! Come and love your wife!"

I gently placed my mother on the stone table, my tongue moving nimbly, licking her inch by inch from top to bottom. My hands didn't stop for a moment, undressing my mother, Li Shumin, quickly unbuttoning her dress and bra, grabbing one of her breasts and playing with it at will.

"Mmm~ Your tongue is so naughty~ Ouch! Mom... you're going to bite my nipples raw!"

Mother Li Shumin, lost in passion, stroked her son Liu Yu's head, uttering lewd and incoherent words.

I suppressed the surging, hot blood within me, gently playing with my mother's firm, full breasts, licking the smooth flesh and vibrant pink nipples. My fingers slipped quietly under her skirt, and with my mother's tacit permission, pulled down her soaked panties, skillfully finding that sacred spring, teasing her delicate labia.

Mother Li Shumin braced herself on the table, savoring the extraordinary pleasure her son was giving her with just his tongue. An indescribable tingling sensation, an itch that seeped into her heart, softened her muscles, and waves of pleasure surged through her like a tidal wave. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she could only sway her fleshy buttocks from side to side, letting out soft, coquettish moans.

"Mmm~ So good... You little rascal, you... you're going to kill Mommy! You're so... so bad!"

I knelt on the stone bench, and my mother cooperated by posing her round, slender, white legs in an M-shape, her entrance wide open. My head was buried between my mother's legs, trembling with excitement. Her alluring vulva was so close, her long, dark pubic hair glistening with a beautiful sheen of nectar. The pink slit peeking through the grass was releasing its sacred spring of fluid. Her bright red labia trembled, opening and closing, revealing lines of nectar—tempting and sensual. The moment

I kissed the entrance, my mother shuddered and let out a long, soft "Ah!" My tongue brushed against her labia, my teeth gently biting the tiny clitoris hidden beneath.

"Ahhh~ I can't take it anymore! It hurts so much! It feels so good! Oh~ I'm... I'm coming!"

Mother Li Shumin screamed, holding her son's head in one hand. I sucked hard inside and out of her vaginal opening, and her vagina immediately responded, with warm, moist fluid flowing out incessantly. Li Shumin excitedly raised her hips high, making her vagina protrude, allowing her son to fully taste the surging, gushing nectar.

The sexually aroused mother Li Shumin twisted her beautiful hips up and down, screaming wildly. I greedily swallowed her nectar, licking her beautiful vaginal opening… I grabbed my mother's beautiful legs, pulling us closer, and kissed her lips again. My already hard, iron-like penis pressed against her wet opening, about to enter. My mother was lost in the French kiss with her son, her fingers obediently spreading her labia, humming a few syllables through her nose, her long, beautiful legs wrapping around his waist.

"Oh!"

My mother, Li Shumin, felt an incomparably full sensation as my penis pierced her vagina, the previous emptiness vanishing, replaced by heat and swelling. Mother Li Shumin couldn't help but want to burst into song. She straightened her snow-white legs, panting as she lay on the round table, enjoying the long-awaited penetration. Her brows were furrowed, her large, watery eyes shimmering with pleasure, and she was even shedding tears of joy!

Her vagina was filled with warm, slippery fluid, constantly washing over my glans. The tender flesh tightly clinging to my penis pulsated powerfully. Even with just one penetration, I felt the urge to ejaculate.

I took a deep breath, adjusted myself slightly, and began to thrust slowly, gradually increasing the speed. My penis pounded wildly left and right inside my mother's tight vagina, sometimes pressing deeply against the most tender and sensitive spot, striking forcefully. Mother Li Shumin covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that she would make a louder sound and attract an uninvited guest, ruining her wanton sexual play with her son. Her son's penis was strong and powerful, and each deep thrust made her convulse as if she were being electrocuted. Her snow-white skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of pink gauze, and small goosebumps couldn't help but join in the fun. Large beads of sweat quickly covered her smooth forehead.

I gently kneaded my mother's ample breasts, playing with her bright red and swollen nipples, my fingers covering her plump and luscious mons pubis. My penis truly felt my mother's passionate love. Mother Li Shumin tacitly cooperated with her son's thrusts, her fleshy buttocks jiggling incessantly, the tender pink flesh inside her vagina tightly enveloping his hot penis, her two sexy labia opening and closing, the gushing honey-like fluid flowing down her snow-white skin onto the round table, quickly forming a puddle... After picking up my mother from her climax, I had her hold onto the pavilion railing, facing away from me in a shameful position, and then I aimed my penis at her alluring opening and thrust it in again. I even helped Mom put on high heels, making the doggy style even more pleasing to the eye… “Ah~ good son, this… it’s so embarrassing~ oh oh~ so deep! I’m… I’m going to die!”

Mom leaned on the railing, turned her head, and her hazy eyes were full of desire.

I held Mom’s slender waist, changing the rhythm and building up my strength for a thrust. The intense intercourse made her vagina even hotter and hotter, and the contact of our bodies made a continuous “slap slap slap” sound… “Mom, say you love me!”

"I...I love you! Hurry! Shoot inside! Shoot it all...into Mom's...uterus! Let Mom know...how much you love Mom! Ah!!"

After a long and intense lovemaking session, I finally reached the crucial moment of ejaculation. I gently turned my mother's snow-white body, which was limp on the ground, and we looked into each other's eyes. Our fingers were intertwined, and a dozen or so rapid thrusts ignited the long-accumulated ejaculation... The consequences of this outdoor indulgence can be described as somewhat excessive. After experiencing several orgasms, both large and small, my mother was too weak to even stand up. Her lower body was sticky, a mixture of vaginal fluids and my thick semen. Even using several packs of tissues didn't help. I could only find her panties and put them on for her… “Mom, I said I would take good care of you!”

I said gently to my mother, who was sleeping soundly in the back seat, as I started the car.

“Mmm…”

…Perhaps to prove what I had said at our ancestors' graves, my mother and I made love wildly for the next few days. In the kitchen, bathroom, balcony—wherever we were alone, we frantically demanded from each other, naked, our penises rubbing against each other's vaginas time and again… In a chance glance late at night, I saw the father of the child in Li Qiaoyun's womb, and silently deleted the photo from my phone… The night before returning to the city. As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust," lying on a chair enjoying the cool air, watching the full moon climb over the eastern hill, a crazy idea suddenly popped into my head. Although my mother vehemently refused after learning what I wanted, she blushed and nodded in agreement after my persistent pleading… That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. A gentle breeze stirred the reeds by the lake, ruffling countless moonlit reflections. The autumn insects chirped melodiously.

A breeze rose again, bending a row of reeds low. The woman's naked, snow-white body shone even more brightly in the moonlight, her long, black hair dancing in the wind, making her exceptionally alluring. She lightly bit her lip, a blush rising to her cheeks, her naked body swaying up and down, as if riding a wild, spirited horse. Her proud breasts bounced gracefully with each movement, their curves captivating. She deliberately swept her hair to one side, leaving her exquisite face unobstructed, even more clearly visible in the moonlight.

"Mmm~ Big-dicked son, Mommy...isn't she horny now? Oh~ it's so deep!"

"Slutty mommy~ you're really... amazing! I can hardly take it anymore!"

What a "big-dicked son"! What a "slutty mommy"! What a pair of lewd and incestuous mother and son!

I held my mother's slender waist with one hand and cupped her beautiful breasts with the other, my eyes glued to her body, fully enjoying the vigorous stimulation of her hot vagina... We hadn't actually tried the cowgirl position many times, mainly because my mother felt it was too embarrassing and she wouldn't feel comfortable. Before, I'd only done it after she'd had a few drinks, half-coaxing, half-forcing her, and honestly, I didn't feel much. But this time was different! Although my mother was initially somewhat resistant to this environment, with my careful arrangements, she eventually accepted it. Then, under my intense combination of physical and oral stimulation, she gradually opened the door to my sexual desire, responding passionately and intensely, seeking pleasure and love from me. Finally, she pushed me down onto the carpeted reeds, sobbing as she... He spread his labia, supporting the hard, large penis, and slowly sat down… “Ah… I’m going to… I’m going to lose it!”

Mother Li Shumin screamed, supporting herself on her son’s chest. All movement stopped after that heavy slump, followed by a long spasm. Her long legs trembled, and finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto her son, panting heavily.

How many orgasms had Mother had tonight? Three? Or five? I’d forgotten.

I closed my eyes, feeling the still vibrant energy of Mother’s vagina after her orgasm. It was surging with fluid, yet warm and incredibly comfortable. My fingers gripped my mother's buttocks tightly, and I heard her rapid, soft moans. My lust was undiminished, even stronger than before. I kissed my mother's lips, sucking on her delicate tongue, and slowly and rhythmically swayed her plump buttocks. My glans penetrated her wet passage, pressing tightly against her tender uterus... "Ah! Ugh~ Ugh~"

After climaxing, my mother seemed to have lost all her strength, letting her son's penis penetrate her vagina again and again. The tingling sensation made her unable to stop, but she was powerless to follow this forbidden pleasure. She could only lie on top of her son, emitting beautiful melodies. Her nipples were hard as beans, rubbing against her son's chest, further arousing his lust. His penis penetrated even more fiercely and deeply.

"Mom, your... pussy... is so hot... it clamps on me... so tight!"

I moved my buttocks, and my cock made white juice in my mother's vagina. The tender flesh inside tightly hugged the cock, and I almost ejaculated.

"Mom... my pussy is meant for you to fuck... oh~ I'm pushing it again..."

Mom, who had regained some strength, struggled to sit up, but my sudden thrust in her breasts made her swell, and she almost pushed her down again. She gritted her teeth and managed to hold on, her body dripping with fragrant sweat, which reflected the moonlight and emitted crystal light. She stretched out her hand to hold her right breast and brought it to my mouth.

"Come on~ open your mouth! Mommy is going to...feed...baby...ah...milk!"

I obediently opened my mouth and took the bright red nipple on the breast into my mouth, sucking it with ecstasy. Seeing my mother unable to help but tilt her head back and moan, my penis grew stronger, and my glans felt numb with the urge to ejaculate.

"Mom...I'm going to cum!"

"Cum...cum inside! Cum all inside...Mom's...little cunt!"

I pressed the head of my penis deep inside my mother's body, gripping her buttocks tightly. My mother cooperated by pressing her body down. My glans went numb, my ejaculation gate opened wide, and hot semen shot out like a bullet, accurately and powerfully shooting into my mother's uterus... "Ahhhhh!"

The moment her son ejaculated, my mother, Li Shumin, suddenly threw her head back and screamed. Her high-pitched and loud voice pierced the night and carried far, far away in the wind.

At that moment, gazing at my mother, Li Shumin, bathed in moonlight, her long hair fluttering in the wind, I even felt as if I were seeing a deity from heaven, so beautiful, so holy… The next evening. In my mother Li Shumin's bedroom.

“Grandma! Grandma! Why are you sick? Did your silly father not take good care of you?”

“…”

I sat on the edge of the bed, giving my wife, Lin Lin, who was looking in my direction, a smile. She gave me a meaningful look, then continued feeding my mother her medicine.

Hehehe…

(Bonus Chapter: Don't Say It's Not Heartbreaking)

In a few days it will be the anniversary of my maternal grandparents' death, and I intend to go back to the countryside to pay my respects. I mentioned my idea at the dinner table.

Lin Lin naturally supported me as always, but due to being tied up with work, she couldn't leave and had to give up.

As for my mother, Li Shumin, I knew how much she wanted to go back with me.

Because of the divorce, both of our parents passed away one after another, which was a great pain for my mother, and she felt extremely guilty about it. Whenever she thought about it, she would fall into deep self-blame, so she rarely went back for many years.

This time, I insisted on going back, and naturally I wouldn't waste the opportunity. After much persuasion, I finally got my mother's consent, and she agreed to go back with me to pay respects to our ancestors, which put my mind at ease.

On the day of departure, I comforted Niu Niu, who was sulking because she couldn't come, and promised to take her to Disneyland for a whole day after we returned. Only then did she smile and go to school with Lin Lin. Watching them drive away, I picked up my luggage and headed to the garage. It would probably take a whole day to get back to the countryside, so my mother and I would stay there for a few days to relax. My

mother, Li Shumin, seemed preoccupied the whole way. Aside from occasionally reminding me to watch my speed, she didn't say much and then quietly fell asleep in the back seat.

At dusk, we finally arrived at our destination. My grandfather was a teacher when he was young, and after retiring, he lived in the countryside. He said the city was too noisy and bothersome; he preferred the peace and quiet here, listening to the chirping of insects and birds every day. My grandmother listened to her husband the most, so she moved in with him. Only now do I understand that they didn't want to trouble their daughter. The cost of living in the city is high, and another person means more expenses. They loved their only daughter so much!

After the old lady passed away, the house became empty. I couldn't bear to sell it, afraid of hurting my mother's feelings; I wanted to leave her with something to remember me by. Fortunately, I had asked the neighbors to help maintain it, so it didn't look dilapidated at all. This time when I came back, I specifically called my neighbor, Uncle Li, to have it cleaned beforehand, so moving in was no problem at all.

After exchanging pleasantries with Uncle Li, I made an excuse to borrow some hoes from him, and pulled him out of the house, leaving my mother alone inside to rest. Outside, I forcefully gave Uncle Li some money. He declined several times, but finally accepted it, his smile becoming three times more genuine than before.

After wandering around outside for a while, I returned home, expecting my mother to be resting in her bedroom. Instead, I found her in the study. The study was where my grandfather spent most of his time. He loved calligraphy and reading, so the bookshelves were filled with various books and his own calligraphy. According to rural custom, after an elder passes away, all household items should be disposed of, but my mother left behind quite a few things, such as everything in this study, and the family photo she was holding now. There were

only five people in the photo, taken shortly after I was born. My maternal grandparents, my mother, me, and that man whose image has become somewhat blurred in my mind. Back then, they were all young, their smiles radiant, and I lay quietly in my swaddling clothes, held in my mother's arms. When I was little, my grandmother told me that I wasn't cooperating before the photoshoot, crying incessantly, only calming down after my mother finished breastfeeding me.

"Mom~ why don't you rest for a while?"

I went over and gently hugged my mother, Li Shumin, from behind, inhaling her fragrance, feeling inexplicably at peace.

My mother was startled when I hugged her like that. She quickly wiped her face, then leaned against me, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "You slept for so long in the car, you'd turn into a pig if you kept sleeping! Can you bear to see me turn into a pig?"

I kissed her earlobe, took the photo, glanced at it, and then turned it face down on the desk. "Mom, I love you!"

My mother glanced at me and replied with deep affection, "I love you too!"

Love words need no embellishment; one is enough!

I kissed my mother's red lips, then greedily sucked at her sweet saliva. My mother offered her delicate tongue, and we intertwined. This kiss left both of us breathless and our blood boiling.

I scooped her up and turned to head towards the bedroom. My mother was already dizzy with excitement from the passionate kiss. Her fair arms were wrapped around my neck, actively seeking more kisses. Her eyes were brimming with desire, her breasts full and round, forming beautiful curves, large expanses of white, flawless flesh. A pair of twelve-centimeter black patent leather high heels fell to the ground, and a pair of small feet encased in flesh-colored stockings dangled wildly.

I impatiently kicked open the bedroom door, forcefully threw my mother onto the bed, and then slammed down on her. My mother screamed, but responded even more excitedly. With one hand, I kneaded her ample breasts through her thin clothing, while the other hand had already slipped under her skirt to explore the beautiful, flowing depths of her vagina. Before this, for various reasons, we hadn't made love for a week.

I skillfully unbuttoned my mother's blouse, revealing her ample breasts, encased in a purple front-fastening lace bra, right before my eyes. I swallowed hard, easily unhooking her bra. Then, as if on a pilgrimage, I cupped one of her breasts, where a bright red nipple, supported by its areola, stood proudly atop the snow-white peak. Suppressing my excitement, I gently bit it, my tongue pressing against it, licking it wantonly. My mother, having lost control of both her body and her mind, gradually had her long-suppressed desire ignited. She arched her back, making her chest more prominent, so she could intimately touch her son. Her legs were slightly parted, allowing her beloved son's slender fingers to caress them. Her thin thong had already been pulled down, his fingers lingering at the entrance of her wet, tender vagina, which greatly excited her!

The bond of blood had already made mother and son understand each other perfectly. My fingers slowly entered my mother's tight vagina, which was moist and warm inside, the tender flesh full of vitality.

"Mmm~"

Although it wasn't true penetration, it still made my mother no longer feel empty, and she let out a sweet, satisfied moan, even experiencing a small orgasm.

My mouth was on my mother's nipple, but my hands didn't stop moving. My left hand kneaded her other breast, shaping her G-cup breasts into various forms, while my right hand's fingers pounded and stirred inside her vagina, causing more and more vaginal fluid to flow out of my mother's vagina.

"Oh~ mmm~"

My mother hugged my head and pressed down, spreading her legs wider, moaning incessantly.

After I had sucked both of my mother's nipples until they were hard, she finally reached orgasm from being finger-stimulated. Her buttocks were raised high, her whole body convulsing, and gushes of vaginal fluid gushed out. I took the opportunity to thrust hard and quickly a few more times, and the splattered fluid soaked the sheets.

After the prolonged orgasm, my mother slowly calmed down, but her heaving chest still showed that she was enjoying the afterglow.

I climbed off my mother, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and watched her fall asleep with a satisfied smile before leaving the bedroom. A day's journey, plus this orgasm, was enough for her to have a good night's sleep.

After taking a cold shower for almost an hour, I still couldn't extinguish my burning desire. I could only release it properly by wearing my mother's underwear and stockings before I could calm down.

With nothing to do, I wandered around the house. I was thinking of making a pot of tea to relax, but I accidentally discovered a small item.

A pair of women's underwear!

Plain white, ordinary women's underwear, rolled up and carelessly tossed in the corner of the sofa—no, it should be said that its owner had forgotten about it. I carefully picked it up, wanting to examine it closely, but I smelled a pungent odor of urine and the smell of sex!

My mother would never wear this style of underwear, and it even had a lingering, unpleasant odor. This was absolutely impossible for her, so… a woman had been in the house yesterday! And she had done some “bad things” here!

I grabbed a bag and packed the mess, intending to find Uncle Li Yong, the only other person besides me with a key to the house, to get some answers. Just as I was about to go downstairs, I saw a woman come out of his balcony. Upon closer inspection, I recognized her as Li Yong's daughter, Li Qiaoyun.

Speaking of Li Yong, he actually had quite a few flaws.

When I was young, my grandparents told me that he was a heavy drinker in his youth, getting drunk every day, and frequently beating his wife and smashing things while drunk.

Later, his wife couldn't take it anymore and abandoned him and their two children, running off with another man one night.

Their son's name is Li Guodong, and their daughter's name is Li Qiaoyun; the siblings' names were chosen by Li Yong's maternal grandfather.

After his wife ran away, Li Yong became even more addicted to drinking. As a result, his son dropped out of high school to work and never returned home.

They say "a prodigal son who returns is more precious than gold," and Li Yong probably wouldn't call himself a prodigal son, but after this incident, he turned over a new leaf, finally giving up his drinking habit and successfully kicking his addiction. He cultivated his small plot of land, managed to send his daughter to university, and later, when he had more money, he contracted an orchard outside the village, earning a considerable amount. He contributed both money and effort to the development of his hometown, which gradually earned him the praise and recognition of the villagers.

This is part of the reason why I was willing to give him the key.

Leaving aside Li Guodong, whom I've only met a few times, let me talk about his daughter, Li Qiaoyun.

She's almost ten years older than me, and because our families are related, I always had to call her "sister" when I was little.

In my memory, she was shy and quiet, yet her academic performance was among the best, making her a role model for many children in the village.

Years ago, when I returned alone to pay respects to our ancestors, I heard that she had met a boyfriend through a village matchmaker. They fell in love at first sight and quickly reached the point of discussing marriage. However, on the day the groom's family was to present the betrothal gifts, Li Yong vehemently opposed it. He not only returned all the gifts but also berated the groom's family, causing the marriage to fall through. After that, no one came to propose marriage again.

Now, however, Li Qiaoyun is heavily pregnant, appearing to be more than six months along. This piqued my curiosity, making me even more eager to visit Li Yong's home.

I had thought Li Qiaoyun wouldn't recognize me, after all, it had been several years since we last met, but to my surprise, she called out my name immediately.

"Liu Yu! It really is you!"

Li Qiaoyun was clearly very happy. Because of her pregnancy, her face was much rounder, and it was full of smiles.

I greeted her warmly, "Sister, long time no see!"

"Come in and sit down!"

Li Qiaoyun politely led me into the house, then followed me with some difficulty, her large belly protruding.

Seeing that she was heavily pregnant and had difficulty moving around, I stopped her from pouring tea, saying that I was just there to sit for a while and there was no need to be so polite.

Perhaps because it was a rare opportunity to run into a childhood friend, Li Qiaoyun seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation, constantly searching for topics to discuss. Most of the time, she did the talking, and I just had to listen quietly.

"Sister, why didn't you tell me you were going to be a mother?"

I interrupted Li Qiaoyun's reverie, asking casually.

Li Qiaoyun seemed surprised by my sudden question, and paused for a moment, but quickly regained her smile. "Don't bother yourself with such things. Besides, you need your sister to be able to see you! You haven't come back to visit in so long, you've probably forgotten you even have a sister like me, haven't you?"

I chuckled sheepishly, scratching my head a little embarrassed.

"You got married?" Li Qiaoyun seemed to be changing the subject. "Nice ring! Pretty good! Looks like you're doing well!"

I rubbed the wedding ring, smiled, and said, "Sis, stop teasing me!"

"She must be a good girl, right?"

For some reason, I saw envy in Li Qiaoyun's eyes.

"Yeah, she is indeed very good!"

"Tell me about you? Where's my brother-in-law?" I looked around the living room, but didn't see anything unusual. The only family photo hanging on the wall was the one I saw when I was a child.

"He..." Li Qiaoyun evaded the question, "Let's not talk about him anymore. I'll go get you a cup of tea."

I frowned and continued to press, "What? Is he treating you badly?"

"No...nothing like that."

She stood up, her pregnant belly protruding, and headed towards the tea room.

"Is it because of the child? Or because of Uncle Li?"

Hearing this, she stopped and sighed.

"He's a real scoundrel!" I cursed harshly, unsure of who to blame—the child's father? Li Yong? Or perhaps both.

Li Qiaoyun suddenly turned around, her face showing no sadness, only worry. "Stop cursing! I'm...fine now."

After she made the tea, we fell into a long silence. When I had drunk half a pot of tea, Li Yong finally returned from outside. Because of our previous conversation, I was now completely uninterested, so I just chatted with him for a few more minutes before saying goodbye and going home.

After seeing my neighbor to the door and watching him walk away, the smile on Li Yong's face vanished instantly, replaced by a somewhat gloomy expression.

Back in the living room, Li Yong sat heavily on the sofa, glanced at his daughter sitting opposite him, and asked, "Does he know?"

Li Qiaoyun nodded first, then shook her head, without saying a word.

"Dad knows you're suffering inside, and you resent me. But you should know that it's best not to let outsiders know too much about this. It's ultimately good for you, your future, and the child in your belly."

Li Yong was fairly satisfied with his daughter's behavior. He habitually reached for a cigarette, but then remembered that he had quit smoking since his daughter became pregnant. So he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Qiaoyun remained silent, her head down as she tidied up the cups used by the guests, then returned to her room, leaving Li Yong alone there drinking cup after cup of tea... The next day, my mother and I drove to the cemetery early in the morning. I carried the offerings I had prepared beforehand, walking in front, with my mother following closely behind. She wore a simple, elegant white knee-length dress, dignified and solemn.

The deserted cemetery, with its rows of tombstones, was bathed in the cold, eerie light of the rising sun, which brought no warmth.

Soon, we arrived at our ancestor's grave. After placing the offerings, I began clearing away the weeds and decaying leaves scattered around the tombstone. Occasionally, glancing back, I saw my mother weeping silently, and a pang of sorrow gripped my heart.

After finishing, I repositioned the offerings, lit incense and candles, and offered them to my mother, wiping away her tears. Then, I stood quietly behind her.

"Dad, Mom, your daughter is unfilial!"

My mother, who hadn't uttered a single word since morning, finally spoke. But as soon as she opened her mouth, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and she knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Seeing my mother crying so heartbreakingly, I felt extremely distressed. I slowly knelt forward and kowtowed three times.

"Grandpa and Grandma, your grandson Liu Yu kowtows to you both!"

"Today I was supposed to bring my granddaughter-in-law and child to see you two, but she had something to do and couldn't get away..."

"..."

I kowtowed once for each sentence, not knowing how many I said or how long I kowtowed. I only felt a little dizzy when my mother's sobs gradually subsided.

"Dad, Mom, did you hear that? Your grandson Xiaoyu is doing so well now! He's married and has learned to take care of people. If you two can see this from beyond the grave, please bless him!"

"Grandpa and Grandma, don't worry! I will definitely take good care of Mom and never let her suffer the slightest grievance! I will be good to her for the rest of my life!"

The mother and son looked at each other, seeing the deep love in each other's eyes, and smiled.

I reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of my mother's eyes, gently smoothing her slightly disheveled hair. Then I straightened my clothes, gritted my teeth, and kowtowed three more times to the tombstone.

"Grandpa and Grandma, I love Mom! I want to marry her, to marry your daughter, Li Shumin! For all eternity, we will never be apart! So, please bless us!"

I said resolutely, ignoring my dizziness.

My mother, Li Shumin, kneeling beside me, was stunned, never expecting her son to be so audacious, daring to utter such arrogant words before the graves of their deceased ancestors.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap echoed from the distant horizon, and a sudden gust of wind swept through the cemetery, nearly extinguishing the incense and candles on the graves. A chilling wind swept past, and it felt as if someone had slapped me hard across the face!

"My love for Mom is genuine!" I kowtowed heavily to the ground. "In this world, only I can give Mom the best and truest love!"

The incense and candles were completely extinguished, and the entire cemetery fell silent. I maintained my kowtow posture, but I secretly swallowed, and my legs trembled uncontrollably, whether from kneeling for too long or for some other reason.

After a few seconds, I felt a warmth and looked up to find that the extinguished incense and candles had been relit.

"You... as expected..."

A gentle breeze blew by, and I clasped my hands together in silence... I was the one who left first, waiting at the cemetery entrance for about ten minutes before seeing Mom slowly return. I don't know what my mother said to the two elderly people in the past ten minutes or so—whether it was an apology or repentance, or an expression of longing—as long as I could see her brow finally unfurrowed and a smile return to her face, my heart was at peace.

"Mom..."

I was still a little worried, afraid that my mother was just forcing a smile.

My mother naturally took my arm and said calmly, "Thank you, my good son!"

Hearing these words, I truly felt relieved. My mother was back.

"How dare you say such things? You scared your mother to death, you know that?" My mother pinched my waist hard. "Your grandfather values human relationships above all else. If he were still alive, he would beat you to death after hearing what you said!"

"I...I love you, Mom!" I clenched my fist secretly. "So, I hope to get their blessing!"

"Silly child! I know how much you love your mother!" My mother tightened her grip, pressing her arm closer to mine.

"Mmm..."

I nodded vigorously, my eyes fixed on my mother's face, unable to look away. My throat warmed, and I was about to kiss her.

"Don't even think about it!" Mom laughed and dodged away. "Aren't you afraid of another thunderstorm?"

After she said that, I was indeed a little scared.

Mom then extended an invitation, "Want to walk with me?"

I gladly accepted, and we walked down the path hand in hand.

Bamboo groves grow at the foot of the mountain, forming a continuous forest. Walking along the path, a gentle breeze blows, dispelling the gloom and chill of the mountain and instead bringing a sense of relaxation and joy. Deep within the bamboo forest, there is a pavilion, beside which flows a stream of stones of varying heights, creating a serene and picturesque scene.

I was thinking of walking a little further when Mom suddenly squatted down by the stream, scooped up some water and tossed it high into the air, watching it splash and create little flowers on the surface. Then she sat down on a smooth rock, deftly kicking off her red-soled, black-patterned high heels with stiletto heels, and taking off her flesh-colored sheer stockings. After carefully glancing around, she dipped her snow-white, translucent feet into the water. Her series of actions left me stunned, my penis hardening.

"Ah! This water is so cool!"

Mom exclaimed slightly, a little uncomfortable, as soon as she put her feet in the water, but she quickly started playing, her delicate white feet repeatedly splashing the water's surface.

Unable to resist the temptation of those naked, beautiful legs, I searched for a foothold and leaped to stand steadily opposite my mother. Before she could react, I quickly squatted down, scooped up one of her soft, boneless, snow-white feet, and grasped it.

"Ah! You bad boy!"

With her little foot held tightly in her son's hand, and feeling his body heat on her already sensitive area, my mother, Li Shumin, shifted uncomfortably, her breathing quickening. She bit her red lips and scolded him in a coquettish voice.

I held my mother's delicate foot in one hand and gently poured the cool stream water over it with the other, watching the water flow over her smooth, fair calves, down to her slightly arched instep. Her unpainted toenails were as round and smooth as pearls.

"Ah~ Mmm~"

I was no longer content with just admiring her; my fingers nimbly caressed every inch of her beautiful legs. My mother seemed to enjoy this teasing, moaning passionately and unconsciously, and deliberately raised her long legs higher so that I could kiss her instep. A gentle breeze blew her skirt, and from this angle, I could see the enchanting scenery beneath her skirt. A semi-transparent pair of panties concealed the secluded spring within, revealing the obvious marks on her labia majora. A damp patch appeared in the center, whether from the stream water or… I couldn't tell. My tongue licked my mother's leg skin; her feet, soaked in the stream, had no odor. My tongue roamed between her toes, swirling and swallowing the remaining glistening water droplets, sweet and fragrant.

"No—dirty!"

My mother struggled, her face flushed, instinctively trying to pull her foot away from my grasp, but I held it firmly. In desperation, she kicked out with her other foot. Seeing the situation escalating, I quickly tried to brush it away, but it was too late.

With a "smack," my mother's wet, white foot was pressed against my face.

"Hahahaha...Serves you right for being disobedient! Ah~"

Before Mom's triumphant laughter had even faded, I had already stuck out my tongue and licked her jade feet that had offered themselves to me, successfully turning the tables.

"You're bad~"

Both of her sensitive jade feet were already trapped in her son's mouth and tongue. Mom, Li Shumin, was already helpless. Her body was limp, her elbows propped on the grass beside her, her breathing rapid, and moans gradually rising.

I was not going to let her off the hook, and I intended to take advantage of the great land between her legs in one go. But Mom, Li Shumin, tightly covered her skirt, lightly bit her red lips, shook her head, and her eyes, which were almost dripping with tears, glanced at the small pavilion not far away. How could I not know the meaning behind her words? Across the stream, I lifted my mother's fleshy buttocks with both hands and carried her on my shoulders, burying my face between her legs, shaking my head from side to side, and inhaling her fragrance. My mother, Li Shumin, was both startled and frightened, and could only hold onto her son's head tightly, her long, beautiful legs gripping his waist to keep him

from swaying. Slowly, I let her slide off my shoulders, finally directing her legs to wrap around my waist. I smiled wickedly and kissed her fiery red lips. Maintaining this position, even through her clothes, Li Shumin could clearly feel the swelling and erection of her son's lower body. The unusual pleasure drove her to crave its penetration even more, so she passionately kissed her son.

I hugged my mother's delicate body tightly, easily jumped back to the shore, picked up her shoes and socks, and walked towards the small pavilion... As I approached the little pavilion, I discovered it had upturned eaves, painted beams and carved pillars, with a round table and stone benches in the center, surrounded by a waist-high stone railing, quite antique in style.

"Mom, be my wife!"

"Yes! Husband, love me! Come and love your wife!"

I gently placed my mother on the stone table, my tongue moving nimbly, licking her inch by inch from top to bottom. My hands didn't stop for a moment, undressing my mother, Li Shumin, quickly unbuttoning her dress and bra, grabbing one of her breasts and playing with it at will.

"Mmm~ Your tongue is so naughty~ Ouch! Mom... you're going to bite my nipples raw!"

Mother Li Shumin, lost in passion, stroked her son Liu Yu's head, uttering lewd and incoherent words.

I suppressed the surging, hot blood within me, gently playing with my mother's firm, full breasts, licking the smooth flesh and vibrant pink nipples. My fingers slipped quietly under her skirt, and with my mother's tacit permission, pulled down her soaked panties, skillfully finding that sacred spring, teasing her delicate labia.

Mother Li Shumin braced herself on the table, savoring the extraordinary pleasure her son was giving her with just his tongue. An indescribable tingling sensation, an itch that seeped into her heart, softened her muscles, and waves of pleasure surged through her like a tidal wave. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she could only sway her fleshy buttocks from side to side, letting out soft, coquettish moans.

"Mmm~ So good... You little rascal, you... you're going to kill Mommy! You're so... so bad!"

I knelt on the stone bench, and my mother cooperated by posing her round, slender, white legs in an M-shape, her entrance wide open. My head was buried between my mother's legs, trembling with excitement. Her alluring vulva was so close, her long, dark pubic hair glistening with a beautiful sheen of nectar. The pink slit peeking through the grass was releasing its sacred spring of fluid. Her bright red labia trembled, opening and closing, revealing lines of nectar—tempting and sensual. The moment

I kissed the entrance, my mother shuddered and let out a long, soft "Ah!" My tongue brushed against her labia, my teeth gently biting the tiny clitoris hidden beneath.

"Ahhh~ I can't take it anymore! It hurts so much! It feels so good! Oh~ I'm... I'm coming!"

Mother Li Shumin screamed, holding her son's head in one hand. I sucked hard inside and out of her vaginal opening, and her vagina immediately responded, with warm, moist fluid flowing out incessantly. Li Shumin excitedly raised her hips high, making her vagina protrude, allowing her son to fully taste the surging, gushing nectar.

The sexually aroused mother Li Shumin twisted her beautiful hips up and down, screaming wildly. I greedily swallowed her nectar, licking her beautiful vaginal opening… I grabbed my mother's beautiful legs, pulling us closer, and kissed her lips again. My already hard, iron-like penis pressed against her wet opening, about to enter. My mother was lost in the French kiss with her son, her fingers obediently spreading her labia, humming a few syllables through her nose, her long, beautiful legs wrapping around his waist.

"Oh!"

My mother, Li Shumin, felt an incomparably full sensation as my penis pierced her vagina, the previous emptiness vanishing, replaced by heat and swelling. Mother Li Shumin couldn't help but want to sing out loud. She straightened her snow-white legs, panting as she lay on the round table

, enjoying the long-awaited penetration. Her brows were furrowed, and her big, watery eyes shimmered with pleasure, tears welling up in her eyes! Her vagina was full of warm and slippery honey-like fluid, constantly washing over my glans. The tender flesh tightly clinging to my penis pulsated powerfully. With just one penetration, I even had the urge to ejaculate.

I took a deep breath, adjusted myself slightly, and began to thrust slowly, gradually increasing the speed. My penis pounded wildly in my mother's tight little hole, sometimes pressing deeply against the most tender and sensitive spot, slamming forcefully. My mother, Li Shumin, covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that she would make a louder sound and attract an uninvited guest, ruining her wanton sex with her son. My son's penis was fierce and powerful; each deep thrust made her convulse as if electrocuted. Her snow-white skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of pink gauze, and even small goosebumps couldn't help but join in the fun. Large beads of sweat quickly covered her smooth forehead.

I gently kneaded my mother's ample breasts, teasing her swollen, bright red nipples. My fingers rested on her plump, luscious mons pubis, my penis truly feeling the passionate love emanating from her. My mother, Li Shumin, moved in perfect harmony with her son's thrusts, her fleshy buttocks swaying rhythmically. The tender pink flesh inside her vagina tightly enveloped my hot penis, her two sensual labia opening and closing intermittently, the gushing nectar flowing down her snow-white skin onto the round table, quickly forming a puddle… I picked up my mother after her orgasm, and had her lean against the gazebo railing, her back to me in a shameful pose. I aimed my penis at her alluring opening and thrust it in again. I even helped Mom put on high heels, making the doggy style even more pleasing to the eye… “Ah~ good son, this… it’s so embarrassing~ oh oh~ so deep! I’m… I’m going to die!”

Mom leaned on the railing, turned her head, and her hazy eyes were full of desire.

I held Mom’s slender waist, changing the rhythm and building up my strength for a thrust. The intense intercourse made her vagina even hotter and hotter, and the contact of our bodies made a continuous “slap slap slap” sound… “Mom, say you love me!”

"I...I love you! Hurry! Shoot inside! Shoot it all...into Mom's...uterus! Let Mom know...how much you love Mom! Ah!!"

After a long and intense lovemaking session, I finally reached the crucial moment of ejaculation. I gently turned my mother's snow-white body, which was limp on the ground, and we looked into each other's eyes. Our fingers were intertwined, and a dozen or so rapid thrusts ignited the long-accumulated ejaculation... The consequences of this outdoor indulgence can be described as somewhat excessive. After experiencing several orgasms, both large and small, my mother was too weak to even stand up. Her lower body was sticky, a mixture of vaginal fluids and my thick semen. Even using several packs of tissues didn't help. I could only find her panties and put them on for her… “Mom, I said I would take good care of you!”

I said gently to my mother, who was sleeping soundly in the back seat, as I started the car.

“Mmm…”

…Perhaps to prove what I had said at our ancestors' graves, my mother and I made love wildly for the next few days. In the kitchen, bathroom, balcony—wherever we were alone, we frantically demanded from each other, naked, our penises rubbing against each other's vaginas time and again… In a chance glance late at night, I saw the father of the child in Li Qiaoyun's womb, and silently deleted the photo from my phone… The night before returning to the city. As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust," lying on a chair enjoying the cool air, watching the full moon climb over the eastern hill, a crazy idea suddenly popped into my head. Although my mother vehemently refused after learning what I wanted, she blushed and nodded in agreement after my persistent pleading… That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. A gentle breeze stirred the reeds by the lake, ruffling countless moonlit reflections. The autumn insects chirped melodiously.

A breeze rose again, bending a row of reeds low. The woman's naked, snow-white body shone even more brightly in the moonlight, her long, black hair dancing in the wind, making her exceptionally alluring. She lightly bit her lip, a blush rising to her cheeks, her naked body swaying up and down, as if riding a wild, spirited horse. Her proud breasts bounced gracefully with each movement, their curves captivating. She deliberately swept her hair to one side, leaving her exquisite face unobstructed, even more clearly visible in the moonlight.

"Mmm~ Big-dicked son, Mommy...isn't she horny now? Oh~ it's so deep!"

"Slutty mommy~ you're really... amazing! I can hardly take it anymore!"

What a "big-dicked son"! What a "slutty mommy"! What a pair of lewd and incestuous mother and son!

I held my mother's slender waist with one hand and cupped her beautiful breasts with the other, my eyes glued to her body, fully enjoying the vigorous stimulation of her hot vagina... We hadn't actually tried the cowgirl position many times, mainly because my mother felt it was too embarrassing and she wouldn't feel comfortable. Before, I'd only done it after she'd had a few drinks, half-coaxing, half-forcing her, and honestly, I didn't feel much. But this time was different! Although my mother was initially somewhat resistant to this environment, with my careful arrangements, she eventually accepted it. Then, under my intense combination of physical and oral stimulation, she gradually opened the door to my sexual desire, responding passionately and intensely, seeking pleasure and love from me. Finally, she pushed me down onto the carpeted reeds, sobbing as she... He spread his labia, supporting the hard, large penis, and slowly sat down… “Ah… I’m going to… I’m going to lose it!”

Mother Li Shumin screamed, supporting herself on her son’s chest. All movement stopped after that heavy slump, followed by a long spasm. Her long legs trembled, and finally, exhausted, she collapsed onto her son, panting heavily.

How many orgasms had Mother had tonight? Three? Or five? I’d forgotten.

I closed my eyes, feeling the still vibrant energy of Mother’s vagina after her orgasm. It was surging with fluid, yet warm and incredibly comfortable. My fingers gripped my mother's buttocks tightly, and I heard her rapid, soft moans. My lust was undiminished, even stronger than before. I kissed my mother's lips, sucking on her delicate tongue, and slowly and rhythmically swayed her plump buttocks. My glans penetrated her wet passage, pressing tightly against her tender uterus... "Ah! Ugh~ Ugh~"

After climaxing, my mother seemed to have lost all her strength, letting her son's penis penetrate her vagina again and again. The tingling sensation made her unable to stop, but she was powerless to follow this forbidden pleasure. She could only lie on top of her son, emitting beautiful melodies. Her nipples were hard as beans, rubbing against her son's chest, further arousing his lust. His penis penetrated even more fiercely and deeply.

"Mom, your... pussy... is so hot... it clamps on me... so tight!"

I moved my buttocks, and my cock made white juice in my mother's vagina. The tender flesh inside tightly hugged the cock, and I almost ejaculated.

"Mom... my pussy is meant for you to fuck... oh~ I'm pushing it again..."

Mom, who had regained some strength, struggled to sit up, but my sudden thrust in her breasts made her swell, and she almost pushed her down again. She gritted her teeth and managed to hold on, her body dripping with fragrant sweat, which reflected the moonlight and emitted crystal light. She stretched out her hand to hold her right breast and brought it to my mouth.

"Come on~ open your mouth! Mommy is going to...feed...baby...ah...milk!"

I obediently opened my mouth and took the bright red nipple on the breast into my mouth, sucking it with ecstasy. Seeing my mother unable to help but tilt her head back and moan, my penis grew stronger, and my glans felt numb with the urge to ejaculate.

"Mom...I'm going to cum!"

"Cum...cum inside! Cum all inside...Mom's...little cunt!"

I pressed the head of my penis deep inside my mother's body, gripping her buttocks tightly. My mother cooperated by pressing her body down. My glans went numb, my ejaculation gate opened wide, and hot semen shot out like a bullet, accurately and powerfully shooting into my mother's uterus... "Ahhhhh!"

The moment her son ejaculated, my mother, Li Shumin, suddenly threw her head back and screamed. Her high-pitched and loud voice pierced the night and carried far, far away in the wind.

At that moment, gazing at my mother, Li Shumin, bathed in moonlight, her long hair fluttering in the wind, I even felt as if I were seeing a deity from heaven—so beautiful, so sacred… The next evening. In my mother Li Shumin's bedroom.

“Grandma! Grandma! Why are you sick? Did your silly father not take good care of you?”

“…”

I sat on the edge of the bed and smiled at my wife, Lin Lin, who was looking in my direction. She gave me a meaningful look in return, then continued feeding my mother her medicine.

Hehehe…

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