My mom and I went on our honeymoon

I was born into an ordinary family in Huludao. My father is now a doctor at a hospital, and my mother is an accountant in the finance department of the district water resources bureau. My mother told me that she and my father met when they were sent to the countryside as educated youth. At that time, my mother was the most beautiful among her colleagues, and many people pursued her. However, my mother chose my father in the end. My mother and father had a simple wedding when they went to the countryside in Fushun. About a year later, my parents returned to Shenyang after the policy was implemented.

In my memory, my happiest time was every Sunday when my parents would take me to the zoo. That was my most joyful time, along with those 5-cent coins. Gradually, our family's financial situation improved, and now my father is the chief physician at a hospital. I never caused my parents any worry when I was little. I was always among the top students in every exam, and even when I was admitted to the Seventh Middle School, I was still my parents' greatest pride.

As for how my mother and I had sex, I don't know. Actually, sex between a mother and son seems very tempting, but I don't know what I feel now. It's hard to explain. Every time my "love" with my mother ends, I feel very guilty, but we have never stopped. To this day, I still maintain this delicate relationship with my mother.

I think the whole thing started with the internet. When I was in my second year of high school, my parents bought me a computer, partly to help me with my studies. At first, I didn't like this cold machine. I didn't like chatting; I preferred my Saturn game console. Besides studying, I would play my Saturn whenever I had time. Then one day, my parents decided to stop me from playing because my college entrance exam was approaching. Once my favorite game was stopped, I really didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to play the computer that had been sitting there since they bought it. But my family only made me keep typing. I couldn't get interested in the computer at all. So I stopped playing anything and focused entirely on studying for my college entrance exam.

One day, it started raining during PE class, so we studied in the classroom. My friend Xiaoyu asked me to go to an internet cafe with him. Although I had always heard people talk about going online, I had never actually done it myself. Out of curiosity, we went to an internet cafe. I asked him for a card, and he set up a computer in the corner. I thought it was strange that he would choose a computer in the corner when there were better ones available.

We sat down next to the computer, and he asked me in a mysterious whisper if I wanted to read something exciting. I knew what he meant by exciting, so I said, "Okay." He opened a novel website for me.

The first story above was about a woman juggling motherhood. My heart was pounding, and my little brother was already throbbing uncontrollably. After reading it, he started another story, "Mom First." My excitement intensified. I could hardly believe my eyes, but I felt deeply attracted. I was aroused by the provocative descriptions.

Later, when I got home, I saw my mother intently cooking in the kitchen. As usual, she greeted me, "My good son is back." My face flushed. It was the first time I looked at my mother as a woman. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look old at all. She had a well-proportioned figure, and apart from a little extra fat on her lower abdomen, she was definitely attractive.

Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: could I really have sex with my mom? I thought it was possible. As I thought about it, my penis got hard again. I told my mom, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to read." I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and started masturbating. I fantasized about having sex with my mom. I felt my breathing quicken. I'd masturbated before, but that day felt the most exciting. Just as I was really immersed in my fantasy, there was a sudden sound at the door. I opened my eyes in fright and saw the door was closed. Ah!

I hadn't closed the door. Mom must have seen me masturbating. My face turned bright red. I was afraid Mom would call me. After a while, Mom called me from outside to eat. As I ate, I thought: Mom must have seen me masturbating, because she usually comes into the room to call me and check my homework. I was so embarrassed.

Walking into the kitchen, Mom didn't say anything. I asked guiltily, "Mom, isn't Dad coming home?" Mom said, "Yes, he has to work overtime again." I lowered my head, wanting to finish my meal and go back to my room immediately. Although Mom and I usually... She's always joking around, and my mom is a very modern woman. Many times, there's no generation gap when we chat. I don't know if she's trying to get my attention or just teasing me. Maybe in her eyes, everything I do is childish. I only remember my mom saying, "Eat more eggs; your body needs nutrition right now," and... "You need to take good care of yourself now, the college entrance exam is coming soon, you need to concentrate." I suddenly felt like I wanted to bury my head under the table. My face was flushed. I looked up at my mother, and she suddenly burst out laughing. I immediately put down my bowl and hurriedly told her, "I'm finished eating,

I'm going to my room now." Back in my room, I wondered why my mother said that to me. Did she not mind my behavior? I thought about it for a long time, and I decided I had to try it. The next day, I went home early after class. My mother was watching TV in the living room. She said to me, "Dinner's ready, go eat." I said, "Wait a bit, I need to study first." I slipped into my room, deliberately opened the door a crack, lay down on the bed, and... Facing the door, I placed the mirror on the table where I could see it. Pretending to have my eyes covered, I took out my penis and started masturbating as usual. I secretly watched to see if my mother would come to watch me. I knew I was taking a risk, but I was still willing to take it. Maybe this was the beginning of everything. I saw a shadow standing at the door. I knew my mother was watching me masturbate. From her angle, she could see my penis but not let me see it. However, she didn't know that I had placed the mirror on the table. She stood quietly at the door. My penis suddenly became very hard. I slowly stroked it until I "thump thump" ejaculated onto the paper I had prepared. My mother watched me quietly the whole time.

After I ejaculated, Mom quietly returned to the living room. I thought I had completed my first step. Suddenly, Mom called me, "Xiaolin, come here for a moment." I went to the living room and saw Mom sitting on her rarely seen, well-maintained seat. Mom said to me, "Come here."

I obediently sat down next to Mom. Mom said to me, "You're a big boy now. I think you must tell Mom everything, don't hide anything from me, okay?"

I said, "I'm not hiding anything from you." Mom continued, "I know my son has grown up and it's time for him to think about women. This means my son is a man now." I lowered my head and asked Mom, "Did you see what I did?"

My mother didn't say anything. I said to her, "I'm sorry, Mom, I won't do it again." My mother said to me, "

That's right. Masturbation is harmful to your health, especially since you need energy right now." I said to my mother, "I know, but I just can't control myself." My mother said, "Is it really that hard to control?" I said, "Yes, I just can't get it." To encourage me to study, Mom said, "Then remember, you must try to reduce the number of times you have to study. Also, tell Mom after each session so I can prepare some nourishing things for you, okay?"

I happily replied, "Okay, Mom." Two days later, when I got home, I saw Mom was home alone, so I told her, "Mom, I felt really unwell today." I think I… Mom understood what I meant and said to me, “Go inside and tell me when you’re done.” I went back to my room and started fantasizing about having sex with Mom. After I finished masturbating

, I came out of my room, blushing, and said, “Mom, I’m done.” Mom called me over. I saw a cup of milk powder and an egg on the table. Mom told me to eat them quickly, and I did.

From then on, every time I wanted to masturbate, Mom would prepare it for me, and I felt very happy.

Once, I boldly asked Mom, “Mom, can you stay in the room? I want you to be by my side.” Mom didn’t say anything, thought for a while, and said to me, “Okay, but don’t let your dad know.” I said, “Okay.”

The first time, I masturbated right under my mother's nose. I took out my penis, and she watched quietly. I was masturbating with one hand while holding toilet paper in the other. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated, shooting onto my pants.

Just as I was about to wipe it with the toilet paper, my mother took the toilet paper and started wiping the semen off my pants.

I said, "Mom, am I very bad?" My mother didn't say anything, but just said to me, "You're all grown up now. Boys all do this, just not too much, okay?" I told my mom I understood, and we went back to the living room. I said to her, "Mom, I have a request." She said, "What is it?" I said, "Mom, can you give me... give me... give you what?" My mom seemed a little impatient. "Can you help me with something I'm doing?" My mom paused, realizing what I meant, but still deliberately asked, "What is it?" I loudly said, "Masturbation!" My mom looked at me strangely, and I blushed and lowered my head.

My mom said, "Can't you take care of it yourself?" "What do you need Mom to do for you?" I asked my mom. "I feel like I can't concentrate. If you can help me, I can focus on the experience." My mom said, "I don't know where you get all these strange ideas from." I asked my mom, "Is it okay?" My mom said, "We'll see." I thought Mom would definitely give it to me.

Sure enough, a few days later, I wanted to masturbate again. My mom was sitting very close to me. I closed my eyes and started masturbating.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my penis. I opened my eyes.

My mother said, "Close your eyes." I immediately closed my eyes. My mother took my hand away and placed it beside me. Then, she grasped my penis. My penis immediately became very hard. I thought my mother must have done this to my father before. Her hand skillfully slid across my penis. I felt extremely excited. I felt my semen was about to ejaculate.

I told my mother, "Mom, I'm almost there." She squeezed my penis hard, and the feeling of ejaculation vanished. She continued for a long time until I told her I was really going to come. She quickened her movements, and my semen gushed out. She collected it all in her other hand. Blushing,

I thanked her. She didn't say anything, just, "Okay, just remember to study hard."

After that, my mother would masturbate me every few days. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just her masturbating me; I realized I needed to truly possess her.

One day, it was just my mom and me at home. We were sitting on the rare, high-quality sofa in the living room. My mom was leaning against me, and I could feel her breath on my skin. I could smell her fragrance. We were chatting about trivial things when I mustered up my courage and suddenly straightened my mom up. I put my hands on her shoulders, and she looked at me with a puzzled expression. Before she could react, I placed her on the armrest of the sofa and kissed her neck. My mom was probably taken aback by my action, and I kissed her neck smoothly. I kissed her gently, and her breathing became rapid.

Suddenly, Mom realized what was happening and pushed me away forcefully. I didn't know if she was encouraging me by doing this so that others would see it. I didn't let go. "Mom, just let me kiss you, is it okay if it's just for a little while?" Mom was probably moved by my words, and her resisting hand loosened. Later, she only symbolically grabbed my collar, and that feeling was her way of encouraging me.

I saw that my mother's eyes were closed. I boldly kissed her face, her eyes, and her ears. My mother's body became very hot. I gradually kissed her lips. Her body was trembling. I knew she must be very nervous. I had never kissed before and was just kissing my mother's lips randomly. Then my mother made her choice, and it was this choice that made us lovers.

She gently parted her lips and let her tongue dart out. My mother and I were now in a passionate kiss. Her hands were on my back. I think she was experiencing this feeling too. We kissed passionately for a long time.

My hand slowly moved towards her chest. She grabbed my hand and mumbled, "Don't do that, your dad'll be home from his night shift soon." I stopped caressing her, but my hand quickly returned to her chest. This time, there was no resistance; my mother let my hand rest on her breasts.

I touched my mother's breasts, round and firm. I slipped my hand inside her bra, but I couldn't open it. Just as I was getting desperate, my mother reached behind her back and untied the bra strap. My hand could now easily reach her breasts. I gently rubbed them with one hand, while my other hand... I slowly reached towards her pants. Mom realized what I was thinking and stopped me, refusing to let me continue. I tried several times, but Mom was very firm. Just as I was thinking of a way, there was a sudden knock at the door. I realized it was Dad coming home, so I immediately got off Mom. After getting up, Mom quickly ran into her room.

Dad opened the living room door and saw me alone. He asked, "Where's your mom?" I nervously replied, "She's in the room." Dad called out, "Shumin, come out! I have good news for you."

Mom walked out of the house, seemingly oblivious to everything. We chatted on a rare, well-received forum, and Dad excitedly told Mom and me: his company had two opportunities to travel to Dalian. Since Xiaolin was on vacation and would be cramming for school again, I thought I'd take him to Dalian for about 20 days. I felt disappointed; I wished it were just Mom and me.

I looked at Mom, a slight smile playing on her lips. She must have known what I was thinking. I asked Dad if I was going with a lot of people. He said no, the company would reimburse me. Oh, then I wanted to go with Mom. I don't know where I got the courage. Dad laughed and said, "Don't you find Mom nagging?"

I said, "Dad, you can go out of town so often, but Mom hasn't left Shenyang in ages. Since her company reimburses both of us, let Mom go on a trip. Plus, she can tutor me."

Dad thought about it and agreed, so he asked Mom, "Shumin, why don't you go with Xiaolin?" Mom smiled at me, and I thought to myself, "Mom, you have to say yes!"

Mom thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Xiaolin and I will go then, but you have to be good!"

Overjoyed, I quickly said, "I promise I'll be good." My mother smiled, and I saw her face slowly turn red. I had been eagerly awaiting that day so I could go to Dalian with my mother.

I knew what this meant to me; I might finally have my mother.

Finally, after finishing her work, my mother withdrew over 6,000 yuan from the bank and bought train tickets to the Liaodong Peninsula. I woke up very early that morning; I hadn't slept much all night.

In the morning, Dad took the day off to take Mom and me to the train station. When we got on, we found that there weren't many people on the train. After Mom and I found our seats, Dad told me to take good care of Mom. I told him not to worry. Just before the train was about to depart, Dad hurriedly got off and stayed on the platform until the train started moving. The train sped away.

Because we were on an air-conditioned train, although it was unbearably hot outside, the temperature inside the carriage was very low. Several times, even I was shivering from the cold. Mom naturally leaned against me, and I freed one arm to hug her. Mom didn't refuse and nestled obediently in my arms. I was extremely excited at that moment, and my little brother was hard.

Around noon, the train arrived in Dalian. Although Shenyang isn't far from Dalian, it was my first time there. Dalian is a very charming city. My mother and I found a two-star hotel.

I said to my mother, "Can we just have a double room?" My mother said, "Okay." We arrived at the hotel, but there was only one double room left. I said to my mother, "Let's stay here, otherwise we won't be able to find anywhere to stay."

As the waiter led us upstairs, he said to my mother, "Your son is so handsome!" My mother smiled sweetly. I looked at my mother, thinking about what was about to happen, unsure of my own feelings. My mother and I went to our room and unpacked.

My mother asked me, "Where should we go first?" I told her, "I've never seen the sea before. Let's go see the sea!" My mother and I took a bus to the Natural History Museum. It was my first time seeing the sea, and it was truly magnificent. My mother and I walked slowly along the shore.

During this time, my mother had gotten used to taking my arm when we walked, and we acted like a couple. Around 6 PM, after dinner, my mother and I returned to the hotel.

I said to my mother, "Why don't you take a shower?" My mother seemed to see right through me. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired. Let's do it tomorrow." Seeing that my goal hadn't been achieved, I said to my mother, "Then let me give you a massage." My mother said, "Okay, I'm really tired too."

My mother lay down on the bed, and I slowly massaged my mother's shoulders and back. I touched the straps of my mother's bra, but I didn't have the courage to go under her clothes and unhook the straps.

After a while, Mom seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently nudged her, but she didn't respond. I lay down beside her, slipped my hand inside her clothes, and gently unhooked her bra. I kissed her ear.

Suddenly, Mom said, "What are you doing?" Seeing that Mom was awake, I continued kissing her ear. Gradually, Mom seemed to sense my intention. She turned her head as if to say something, but before she could speak, I kissed her lips. Mom didn't say anything, just closed her eyes, and we kissed passionately once more.

Suddenly, Mom tried to pull me away, but I held her down so she wouldn't move. Mom giggled and said, "It's tiring for me to bend over like this. Can you let me turn around?" I made room for her, and she tried to pull away. I knew she was going to do that, so I pushed her, and she lay back down on the bed, facing me.

I kissed Mom again, and seeing that she couldn't break free, she stopped struggling. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths.

I reached my hand inside my mother's clothes. Since I had already unhooked her bra, I naturally caressed her breasts. My mother didn't resist at all; she just hugged my back. I caressed her for a long time. Then I started exploring her lower body. My mother made me stop again, and I tried several times but it didn't work.

I pleaded with my mother, burning with desire, "Give it to me, Mom, I want you. No, we can't do that." My mother bluntly said, "Get up first, Mom wants to talk to you." Reluctantly, I got up and sat beside my mother.

She said, "Lin'er, what we've done is already very outrageous. We can't do that kind of thing, you know?"

I said to my mother, "Why not? We won't hurt anyone. Now that we're out here, we can be like a couple. I swear I won't do this again when we go back." My mother said, "That still won't work." I pleaded with my mother, "Mom, just give it to me this once, so I can focus on the college entrance exam." My mother didn't know what to say.

I asked ... Mom: Mom, do you like the feeling of kissing me? To be honest, Mom nodded. Then, if we weren't mother and son, would you agree to be with me? Mom said: I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I would, but we are mother and son, and I can't do that. You'll hate me when you have your own family. I said to Mom:

No, Mom, I won't hate you. During our few days in Dalian, please agree to be my lover, let me have a good memory. Mom just looked at me without saying a word. Finally, she said to me: I'm tired! Let's talk about it later. I had no choice but to go back to bed. That night, I felt Mom went to bed very late. I think she must have been thinking... Can you say yes?

The next day, my mother and I decided to go swimming at the beach. I saw my mother in her swimsuit; her figure must be very well-proportioned. My mother seemed distracted all day; I didn't know what choice she would make, and I couldn't force her. That evening, we returned to the hotel.

After a whole day at the beach, we were covered in salt, feeling tight all over. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I finished, my mother went into the bathroom. Seeing her go in, I turned off the light and waited in the room, turning on the bedside lamp. Instantly, the room was filled with a gentle and romantic feeling.

A little while later, my mother came out of the bathroom wearing a very short bathrobe. I... I was overjoyed because I no longer had to face my mother's belt. Her legs were exposed, looking incredibly sexy in the dim light.

I said to my mother, "Mom, could you sit on the edge of the bed?" My mother replied, "What mischievous idea are you up to now?" I quickly said, "No, no." My mother came over and sat down on the edge of the bed, combing her hair with a wooden comb. I lay half-reclined on my mother's bed, hugging her from behind. Her skin felt so smooth after her shower, and she exuded a captivating fragrance.

As she combed her hair, she asked, "What are you doing?" I replied, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to hold you." "Really?" my mother asked. I said, "Of course, don't you believe me?" She said, "Ask yourself." I said, "How can I ask?" Suddenly, my mother flicked my penis. "Look," she said. I looked.

It turned out my penis was already quite erect. Without saying anything more, I pulled my mother down onto the bed. She said, "Don't do this, I still need to comb my hair." I said, "We'll talk about it later."

I slowly kissed my mother, and she responded. We kissed passionately, my legs pressed tightly against hers. My hands slipped inside her pajamas, caressing her breasts. I sensed she wasn't resisting. I slowly unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing her breasts completely to me.

More importantly, my mother and I were now only separated by a pair of underwear. My hand was on her waist, and this time she didn't resist. Instead, she fully embraced our passionate kiss. My hand actually started to slip inside her underwear. I tried to slow down, afraid of startling her. I finally touched her pubic hair. My

mother let out a soft moan and gripped my shoulders tightly. Seeing that she didn't move, my hand unconsciously and slowly moved down, touching her soft private parts. I gently rubbed them, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. I touched my mother's private parts.

My mother seemed like a shy girl, her eyes slightly closed. My fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, moving in and out gently, and she moaned softly.

I whispered in her ear, "Mom, give it to me, please?" But she shook her head. I was extremely disappointed, but I didn't stop. I thought if she disliked it, she would make me stop.

I arched my back and began kissing my mother's breasts. This was the first time I had ever kissed them. My mother stroked my hair. I quietly took off my underwear and said to her, "Mom, can I take off your underwear?"

My mother didn't say anything. I gently lifted a corner of her underwear and slowly pulled it down, but it was blocked by her pubic bone. Just as I was at a loss, my mother gently lifted her body. I seized the opportunity to take off her underwear and throw it off the bed.

Now my mother was completely exposed beneath me. I spread her legs and lay between them. My mother spread her legs a little more to make it easier for me to lie between them.

I was about to reach the most crucial moment. I asked my mother again, "Give it to me, Mom. Just close your eyes and give it to me for one minute." My mother gently shook her head again, "You can't do this. We shouldn't do this." I ignored her words and, holding my penis, tried to insert it into my mother's vagina. Every time my penis hit her genitals, my mother tensed up, but I... Unable to find the entrance, I whispered to my mother for help. She whispered back, "We can't do this." But as she said this, her legs naturally parted further and bent, so my penis was right in front of her entrance. I continued to thrust wildly until I finally found the entrance to my mother's vagina.

My penis slid into my mother's vagina in an instant, a feeling I will never forget. My mother frowned, and I slowly pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. My mother's breathing became noticeably heavier. Only when my penis was completely inside her did my mother move slightly and adjust her position. I didn't rush to thrust, but gently kissed my mother, letting her slowly get into the mood.

After a while, I began to slowly thrust in and out, and my mother moved gently to match my movements. I felt incredibly comfortable; my long-held wish had finally come true. My penis moved in and out of my mother's vagina, quickly becoming very slippery. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate. My mother, after all, was experienced; she sensed my increased movements and moved faster to match mine. I was determined to send all that semen into my mother's uterus. I finally couldn't hold back and began to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly, and scalding hot semen gushed into my mother's body.

My mother moaned, and we both reached our first orgasm.

After I ejaculated, I felt very tired. My mother didn't rush to push me away; instead, she let me remain between her legs with my penis still inside her vagina. She stroked my hair and asked, "Are you tired?" I softly replied, "Yes." My mother pushed me aside.

My mother stood up and smoothed her hair. In that instant, I saw my semen flowing from my mother's genitals, running down her full legs. My mother noticed this too. She glanced at me and said, "Go to sleep," before turning and going into the bathroom. Watching my mother go into the bathroom, I realized I was truly exhausted. I drifted off to sleep, feeling uneasy.

When I woke up in the morning, my mother was still asleep. She looked so beautiful, with a happy smile on her lips. Looking at her, I felt a urge to be with her again. As I lay down beside her, she woke up. Seeing me, she asked what I was doing and if I wasn't tired from yesterday. I said I wasn't. My mother said: "No..." "Okay, my body can't take it." Seeing that my mother wouldn't agree to have sex with me, I said to her, "Then can you do it tonight?" My mother smiled and nodded.

For the next 20 days, my mother and I made love many times. I felt those were the happiest times of my life. Sometimes we would kiss in the street. Although many people thought we were much older, they probably didn't know we were mother and son. That time, when my mother and I kissed passionately on the beach and made love in the hotel, I felt like I was on my honeymoon, my mother told me when she came back.

Later, my mother and I still had sex, but because I was afraid my father would find out at home, we didn't do it in Dalian. It's that feeling again. Normally, my mother and I still interact as before, except when my father is working night shifts or away on business. I only have sex with my mother when he's working night shifts or away on business. My mother says she won't have sex with me anymore until I get married, but I don't agree. I told my mother: I want her to be my lover forever. Every time this happens, it's after we've made love. She lies quietly in my arms. Whenever I say I want my mother to be my lover forever, she always says to me: "Silly child!" But she always leans against me, gently stroking me. I know my mother also hopes to be my lover forever. I think my mother and I will always carefully manage our relationship. Let it remain our secret forever.

I was born into an ordinary family on Huludao Island. My father is now a doctor at a hospital, and my mother is an accountant in the finance department of the district water resources bureau. My mother told me that she and my father met when they were sent to the countryside as educated youth. At that time, my mother was the most beautiful among her colleagues, and many people pursued her, but she ultimately chose my father. My parents had a simple wedding when they went to the countryside in Fushun. About a year later, my parents returned to Shenyang after the policy was implemented.

In my memory, my happiest time was every Sunday when my parents took me to the zoo. That was my most joyful time, along with those five... With each penny earned, our family's financial situation gradually improved. Now, my father is the chief physician at a hospital. I never caused my parents any worry when I was little; I was always among the top students in every exam. Even when I entered the Seventh Middle School, I was my parents' greatest pride.

As for later, I don't know how my sexual relationship with my mother came about. Actually, sex between a mother and son seems very tempting, but I don't know what I feel now. It's hard to explain. Every time my "love" with my mother ends, I feel deep guilt, but we have never stopped. To this day, I still maintain this delicate relationship with my mother.

I think the whole thing started with the internet. When I was in my second year of high school, my parents bought me a computer, partly to help me with my studies. At first, I didn't like this cold machine. I didn't like chatting; I preferred my Saturn game console. Besides studying, I would play my Saturn whenever I had time. Then one day, my parents decided to stop me from playing because my college entrance exam was approaching. Once my favorite game was stopped, I really didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to play the computer that had been sitting there since they bought it. But my family only made me keep typing. I couldn't get interested in the computer at all. So I stopped playing anything and focused entirely on studying for my college entrance exam.

One day, it started raining during PE class, so we studied in the classroom. My friend Xiaoyu asked me to go to an internet cafe with him. Although I had always heard people talk about going online, I had never actually done it myself. Out of curiosity, we went to an internet cafe. I asked him for a card, and he set up a computer in the corner. I thought it was strange that he would choose a computer in the corner when there were better ones available.

We sat down next to the computer, and he asked me in a mysterious whisper if I wanted to read something exciting. I knew what he meant by exciting, so I said, "Okay." He opened a novel website for me.

The first story above was about a woman juggling motherhood. My heart was pounding, and my little brother was already throbbing uncontrollably. After reading it, he started another story, "Mom First." My excitement intensified. I could hardly believe my eyes, but I felt deeply attracted. I was aroused by the provocative descriptions.

Later, when I got home, I saw my mother intently cooking in the kitchen. As usual, she greeted me, "My good son is back." My face flushed. It was the first time I looked at my mother as a woman. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look old at all. She had a well-proportioned figure, and apart from a little extra fat on her lower abdomen, she was definitely attractive.

A thought suddenly popped into my head: could I really have sex with my mom? I thought it was possible. As I thought about it, my penis got hard again. I told my mom, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to read." I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and started masturbating. I fantasized about having sex with my mom. I felt my breathing become rapid. I'd masturbated before, but that day felt the most exciting. One time, when I was really engrossed in my fantasy, there was a sudden sound at the door. I opened my eyes in fright and saw that the door was closed. Ah!

I hadn't closed the door. Mom must have seen me masturbating. My face turned very red. I was afraid that Mom would call me. After a while, Mom called me from outside to eat. At that moment, I thought: Mom must have seen me masturbating, because Mom usually comes into the room to call me and check my homework. I was so embarrassed.

Walking into the kitchen, Mom didn't say anything. Feeling guilty, I asked, "Mom, isn't Dad coming back?" Mom said, "Yes, he has to work overtime again." I lowered my head, wanting to finish my meal and go back to my room immediately. Although Mom and I often joke around, and Mom is a very modern woman, there's often no generation gap when we chat. I don't know if Mom was trying to get my attention or just teasing me. Maybe in her eyes, everything I do is childish. I only remember Mom saying, "Eat more eggs; your body needs nutrition right now." "You need to take good care of yourself now, the college entrance exam is coming soon, you need to concentrate." I suddenly felt like I wanted to bury my head under the table. My face was red. I looked up at my mother, and she suddenly burst out laughing. I put down my bowl and hurriedly told her, "I'm finished eating, I'm going to my room now." Back in my room, I wondered why my mother said that to me. Did she not mind my behavior? I thought about it for a long time. I decided I had to try it.

The next day, I went home early after class. My mother was watching TV in the living room. She said to me, "Dinner's ready, go eat." I said, "Wait a bit, I want to read first." I slipped into my room, deliberately leaving the door a crack. I lay on the bed with my back to the door, placing the mirror on the table so I could see it. I pretended to be blindfolded, took out my penis, and started masturbating as usual. I secretly watched to see if my mother would come to check on me. I knew I was taking a risk. It was risky, but I was still willing to take the risk. Maybe this was the beginning of everything. I saw a shadow standing at the door. I knew Mom was watching me masturbate. From her angle, she could see my penis but not let me see it. But she didn't know I had put a mirror on the table. She stood quietly at the door. My penis suddenly became very hard. I slowly masturbated until I "thumped" and ejaculated onto the paper I had prepared. Mom watched me quietly the whole time.

After I ejaculated, Mom quietly returned to the living room. I thought I had completed my first step. Suddenly, Mom called me, "Xiaolin, come here for a moment." I went to the living room and saw Mom sitting on a rare, beautiful table. Mom said to me, "Come here."

I sat down next to my mother obediently. She said, "You're a big boy now. If there's anything you need to tell me, don't hide it from me, okay?"

I said, "I'm not hiding anything from you." My mother continued, "I know my son has grown up and it's time for him to think about women. This means my son is a man now." I lowered my head and asked my mother, "Did you see what I did?"

My mother didn't say anything. I said to her, "I'm sorry, Mom, I won't do it again." My mother said to me, "

That's right. Masturbation is harmful to your health, especially since you need energy right now." I said to my mother, "I know, but I just can't control myself." My mother said, "Is it really that hard to control?" I said, "Yes, I always..." I couldn't muster the energy to study, and my mother said, "Then remember, you must try to reduce the number of times you study. Also, tell me after each session so I can stock up on some nourishing things for you, okay?"

I happily replied, "Okay, Mom." Two days later, when I got home and saw my mother alone, I said to her, "Mom, I felt..." I felt terrible, and I thought I… My mother understood what I meant and said, “Go inside. Tell me when you’re done.” I went back to my room and started fantasizing about having sex with my mother. After I finished masturbating,

I came out of my room, blushing, and said, “Mom, I’m done.” My mother called me over. I saw a cup of milk powder and an egg on the table. My mother told me to eat them quickly, and I did.

From then on, every time I wanted to masturbate, my mother would prepare it for me, and I felt very happy.

Once, I boldly asked my mother, “Mom, can you stay in the room? I want you to be by my side.” My mother didn’t say anything, thought for a while, and then said, “Okay, but don’t let your father…” "Okay," I said.

The first time, I masturbated right under my mother's nose. I took out my penis, and my mother watched quietly. I was masturbating with one hand while holding toilet paper in the other. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated, shooting onto my pants.

Just as I was about to wipe it with toilet paper, my mother took the toilet paper and started... She wiped the semen off my pants.

I said, "Mom, am I really bad?" Mom didn't say anything, but just said, "You're all grown up now. Boys all do this, just not too much, okay?" I told Mom I understood. We went back to the living room, and I said to Mom, "Mom, I want to ask you something. Whatever you want to say, just say it." "Mom, what can you give me... what can you give me... what can I give you?" Mom sounded a little impatient. "Can you help me with what I'm doing?" Mom paused, realizing what I meant, but still deliberately asked, "What is it?" I blurted out, "Masturbation!" Mom looked at me strangely, my face flushed, and I lowered my head.

Mom said, "Can't you take care of it yourself?" When I asked my mom for help, I said, "I feel like I can't concentrate. If you could help me, I could focus on the experience." My mom said, "I don't know where you get all these strange ideas from." I asked my mom, "Is it possible?" My mom said, "We'll see." I thought my mom would definitely give it to me.

Sure enough, a few days later, I asked her for help again. I was masturbating when my mother sat very close to me. I closed my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my penis. I opened my eyes.

My mother said, "Close your eyes." I immediately closed my eyes. My mother removed my hands and placed them beside me. Then, she grasped my penis. My penis immediately became very hard. I thought of my mother... I must have done this for my dad before. Her hands moved skillfully across my penis, and I felt incredibly excited; I felt like I was about to ejaculate.

I told my mom, "Mom, I'm almost there!" She squeezed my penis tightly, and the feeling of ejaculation vanished. Then she continued for a long time until I told her... "I'm really about to come," Mom said, quickening her movements. My semen gushed out, and Mom collected it all in her other hand.

Blushing, I said to Mom, "Thank you." Mom didn't say anything, just, "Okay, just remember to study hard."

After that, Mom would masturbate me about once every few days. Gradually, I wasn't satisfied with just her masturbating me; I felt I needed to truly possess her.

One day, it was just Mom and me at home. We sat on the rare, enviable sofa in the living room. Mom leaned against me; I could feel her breath beside me, and I could smell her fragrance. We chatted about trivial things. I mustered my courage and quickly straightened my mother, placing my hands on her shoulders. She looked at me with a puzzled expression. Before she could react, I placed her on the surprisingly comfortable armrest and kissed her neck. She was probably caught off guard by my action, and I kissed her neck smoothly. I gently… My mother's breathing became rapid as she kissed me.

Suddenly, she realized what was happening and pushed me away forcefully. I didn't know if she was encouraging me, but I didn't let go. "Mom, just let me kiss you, just for a little while, okay?" Perhaps my words moved her; her resistance loosened, and later it was just a symbolic gesture. She gripped my collar, and that feeling was encouragement.

I saw that my mother's eyes were closed, so I boldly kissed her face, her eyes, and her ears. My mother's body became hot, and I gradually kissed her lips. Her body trembled; I knew she must be very nervous. I had never kissed before and was just randomly kissing my mother's lips. Then, my mother made her choice, and it was this choice that led us to become lovers.

She gently parted her lips, revealing her tongue, and my mother and I were in a passionate kiss. Her hands were on my back; I think she was experiencing the same feeling. We kissed passionately for a long time.

My hand slowly moved towards her chest. She grabbed my hand and mumbled, "Don't do that, your dad'll be home from his night shift soon." I stopped caressing her, but my hand quickly returned to her chest. This time, there was no resistance; my mother let my hand rest on her breasts.

I touched my mother's breasts, round and firm. I slipped my hand inside her bra, but I couldn't open it. Just as I was getting desperate, my mother reached behind her back and untied the bra strap. My hand could now easily reach her breasts. I gently rubbed them with one hand, while my other hand... I slowly reached towards her pants. Mom realized what I was thinking and stopped me, refusing to let me continue. I tried several times, but Mom was very firm. Just as I was thinking of a way, there was a sudden knock at the door. I realized it was Dad coming home, so I immediately got off Mom. After getting up, Mom quickly ran into her room.

Dad opened the living room door and saw me alone. He asked, "Where's your mom?" I nervously replied, "She's in the room." Dad called out, "Shumin, come out! I have good news for you."

Mom walked out of the house, seemingly oblivious to everything. We chatted on a rare, well-received forum, and Dad excitedly told Mom and me: his company had two opportunities to travel to Dalian. Since Xiaolin was on vacation and would be cramming for school again, I thought I'd take him to Dalian for about 20 days. I felt disappointed; I wished it were just Mom and me.

I looked at Mom, a slight smile playing on her lips. She must have known what I was thinking. I asked Dad if I was going with a lot of people. He said no, the company would reimburse me. Oh, then I wanted to go with Mom. I don't know where I got the courage. Dad laughed and said, "Don't you find Mom nagging?"

I said, "Dad, you can go out of town so often, but Mom hasn't left Shenyang in ages. Since her company reimburses both of us, let Mom go on a trip. Plus, she can tutor me."

Dad thought about it and agreed, so he asked Mom, "Shumin, why don't you go with Xiaolin?" Mom smiled at me, and I thought to myself, "Mom, you have to say yes!"

Mom thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Xiaolin and I will go then, but you have to be good!"

Overjoyed, I quickly said, "I promise I'll be good." My mother smiled, and I saw her face slowly turn red. I had been eagerly awaiting that day so I could go to Dalian with my mother.

I knew what this meant to me; I might finally have my mother.

Finally, after finishing her work, my mother withdrew over 6,000 yuan from the bank and bought train tickets to the Liaodong Peninsula. I woke up very early that morning; I hadn't slept much all night.

In the morning, Dad took the day off to take Mom and me to the train station. When we got on, we found that there weren't many people on the train. After Mom and I found our seats, Dad told me to take good care of Mom. I told him not to worry. Just before the train was about to depart, Dad hurriedly got off and stayed on the platform until the train started moving. The train sped away.

Because we were on an air-conditioned train, although it was unbearably hot outside, the temperature inside the carriage was very low. Several times, even I was shivering from the cold. Mom naturally leaned against me, and I freed one arm to hug her. Mom didn't refuse and nestled obediently in my arms. I was extremely excited at that moment, and my little brother was hard.

Around noon, the train arrived in Dalian. Although Shenyang isn't far from Dalian, it was my first time there. Dalian is a very charming city. My mother and I found a two-star hotel.

I said to my mother, "Can we just have a double room?" My mother said, "Okay." We arrived at the hotel, but there was only one double room left. I said to my mother, "Let's stay here, otherwise we won't be able to find anywhere to stay."

As the waiter led us upstairs, he said to my mother, "Your son is so handsome!" My mother smiled sweetly. I looked at my mother, thinking about what was about to happen, unsure of my own feelings. My mother and I went to our room and unpacked.

My mother asked me, "Where should we go first?" I told her, "I've never seen the sea before. Let's go see the sea!" My mother and I took a bus to the Natural History Museum. It was my first time seeing the sea, and it was truly magnificent. My mother and I walked slowly along the shore.

During this time, my mother had gotten used to taking my arm when we walked, and we acted like a couple. Around 6 PM, after dinner, my mother and I returned to the hotel.

I said to my mother, "Why don't you take a shower?" My mother seemed to see right through me. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired. Let's do it tomorrow." Seeing that my goal hadn't been achieved, I said to my mother, "Then let me give you a massage." My mother said, "Okay, I'm really tired too."

My mother lay down on the bed, and I slowly massaged my mother's shoulders and back. I touched the straps of my mother's bra, but I didn't have the courage to go under her clothes and unhook the straps.

After a while, Mom seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently nudged her, but she didn't respond. I lay down beside her, slipped my hand inside her clothes, and gently unhooked her bra. I kissed her ear.

Suddenly, Mom said, "What are you doing?" Seeing that Mom was awake, I continued kissing her ear. Gradually, Mom seemed to sense my intention. She turned her head as if to say something, but before she could speak, I kissed her lips. Mom didn't say anything, just closed her eyes, and we kissed passionately once more.

Suddenly, Mom tried to pull me away, but I held her down so she wouldn't move. Mom giggled and said, "It's tiring for me to bend over like this. Can you let me turn around?" I made room for her, and she tried to pull away. I knew she was going to do that, so I pushed her, and she lay back down on the bed, facing me.

I kissed Mom again, and seeing that she couldn't break free, she stopped struggling. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths.

I reached my hand inside my mother's clothes. Since I had already unhooked her bra, I naturally caressed her breasts. My mother didn't resist at all; she just hugged my back. I caressed her for a long time. Then I started exploring her lower body. My mother made me stop again, and I tried several times but it didn't work.

I was burning with desire and said to my mother, "Give it to me, Mom, I want you. No, we can't

do that." My mother simply said, "Get up first, Mom wants to talk to you." Reluctantly, I got up and sat down beside my mother. My mother said to me, "Lin'er, what we've done is already very outrageous. We can't do that kind of thing, you know?"

I said to my mother, "Why can't we? We won't hurt anyone, since I..." Once we were out the door, we could be like a couple. I swore I wouldn't do this again when I got back. My mother said, "That won't do." I pleaded with her, "Mom, please give me this one time. I need to focus on the college entrance exam." My mother didn't know what to say.

I asked her, "Mom, do you like the feeling of kissing me?" To be honest, she nodded. "So, if we weren't mother and son, would you agree to it?" My mother said, "I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I will, but we are mother and son, and I can't do that. You'll hate me when you have your own family." I told my mother, "

No, Mom, I won't hate you. Please be my lover during our few days in Dalian, so I can have a good memory." My mother just looked at me without saying a word. Finally, she said, "I'm tired! Let's talk about it later." I had no choice but to go back to bed. That night, I felt my mother stayed up very late; I think she must have been thinking about whether or not she could agree to my request.

The next day, my mother and I decided to go swimming at the beach. I saw my mother in her swimsuit; her figure must be very well-proportioned. My mother seemed distracted all day. I didn't know what choice she would make, and I couldn't force her. In the evening, we returned to the hotel.

After a whole day at the beach, we were covered in salt and felt tight all over. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I finished, Mom went into the bathroom. Seeing her go in, I turned off the lights and waited in the room, turning on the bedside lamp. Instantly, the room was filled with a gentle and romantic feeling.

A little while later, Mom came out of the bathroom wearing a very short bathrobe. I was overjoyed because I didn't have to face Mom's belt anymore. Mom's legs were exposed, looking incredibly sexy in the dim light.

I said to Mom, "Mom, can you sit on the edge of the bed?" Mom said, "What mischievous idea are you up to now?" I quickly said, "No, no." Mom walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, combing her hair with a wooden comb. I lay half-reclined on her bed and hugged her from behind. I felt how smooth her skin was after her bath, and how alluring her fragrance was.

As she combed her hair, Mom asked, "What are you doing?" I said, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to hold you." "Really?" Mom asked. I said, "Of course, don't you believe me?" Mom said, "Ask yourself." I said, "How can I ask?" Suddenly, Mom flicked my penis. "Look," I said.

It turned out that my little brother was already quite erect. I stopped talking and pulled my mother down onto the bed. My mother said to me, "Don't do this, I still need to comb my hair." I said, "We'll talk about it later."

I slowly kissed my mother, and she responded to me. We kissed passionately, my legs pressed tightly against my mother's legs. My hands went deep into my mother's pajamas, caressing her breasts. I felt that my mother did not resist. My hands slowly unbuttoned all the buttons on my mother's pajamas, and my mother's chest was completely exposed in front of my eyes.

More importantly, my mother and I were now only separated by a pair of underwear. My hand was on her waist, and this time she didn't resist. Instead, she fully embraced our passionate kiss. My hand actually started to slip inside her underwear. I tried to slow down, afraid of startling her. I finally touched her pubic hair. My

mother let out a soft moan and gripped my shoulders tightly. Seeing that she didn't move, my hand unconsciously and slowly moved down, touching her soft private parts. I gently rubbed them, and my heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. I touched my mother's private parts.

My mother seemed like a shy girl, her eyes slightly closed. My fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, moving in and out gently, and she moaned softly.

I whispered in her ear, "Mom, give it to me, please?" But she shook her head. I was extremely disappointed, but I didn't stop. I thought if she disliked it, she would make me stop.

I arched my back and began kissing my mother's breasts. This was the first time I had ever kissed them. My mother stroked my hair. I quietly took off my underwear and said to her, "Mom, can I take off your underwear?"

My mother didn't say anything. I gently lifted a corner of her underwear and slowly pulled it down, but it was blocked by her pubic bone. Just as I was at a loss, my mother gently lifted her body. I seized the opportunity to take off her underwear and throw it off the bed.

Now my mother was completely exposed beneath me. I spread her legs and lay between them. My mother spread her legs a little more to make it easier for me to lie between them.

I was about to reach the most crucial moment. I asked my mother again, "Give it to me, Mom. Just close your eyes and give it to me for one minute." My mother gently shook her head again, "You can't do this. We shouldn't do this." I ignored her words and, holding my penis, tried to insert it into my mother's vagina. Every time my penis hit her genitals, my mother tensed up, but I... Unable to find the entrance, I whispered to my mother for help. She whispered back, "We can't do this." But as she said this, her legs naturally parted further and bent, so my penis was right in front of her entrance. I continued to thrust wildly until I finally found the entrance to my mother's vagina.

My penis slid into my mother's vagina in an instant, a feeling I will never forget. My mother frowned, and I slowly pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. My mother's breathing became noticeably heavier. Only when my penis was completely inside her did my mother move slightly and adjust her position. I didn't rush to thrust, but gently kissed my mother, letting her slowly get into the mood.

After a while, I began to slowly thrust in and out, and my mother moved gently to match my movements. I felt incredibly comfortable; my long-held wish had finally come true. My penis moved in and out of my mother's vagina, quickly becoming very slippery. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate. My mother, after all, was experienced; she sensed my increased movements and moved faster to match mine. I was determined to send all that semen into my mother's uterus. I finally couldn't hold back and began to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly, and scalding hot semen gushed into my mother's body.

My mother moaned, and we both reached our first orgasm.

After I ejaculated, I felt very tired. My mother didn't rush to push me away. Instead, she let me stay between her legs with my penis still inside her vagina. She stroked my hair and asked me, "Are you tired?" I softly replied, "Yes." My mother then pushed me aside.

My mother stood up and tidied her hair. In that instant, I saw my semen flowing from her genitals, running down her full legs. She noticed this too. She glanced at me and said, "Go to sleep," before turning and going into the bathroom. Watching her go in, I was actually exhausted and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning, my mother was still asleep. She looked so beautiful, a happy smile on her lips. Looking at her, I felt a longing to be with her again. When I lay down next to my mother, she woke up. Seeing my expression, she asked what I was doing and if I wasn't tired from yesterday. I said I wasn't. She said, "No, your body won't be able to take it." Seeing that she wouldn't agree to have sex with me, I said to her, "Then can you do it to me tonight?" She smiled and nodded.

For the next 20 days, my mother and I made love many times. I think those were the happiest times of my life. Sometimes we would kiss in the street, even though many people thought we looked too young. There's a huge difference, but you probably don't know we're biological mother and son. That time, my mom and I shared a passionate kiss on the beach and made love in the hotel; I felt like I was on my honeymoon, my mom told me when she came back.

Later, my mom and I did it again, but because I was afraid my dad would find out at home, it didn't feel the same as when we were in Dalian. Normally, my mom and I still interact as before, but I only make love to my mom when my dad is working night shifts or away on business. My mom said she wouldn't do it until I got married... She said she wouldn't have sex with me anymore after we got married, but I didn't agree. I told my mother that I wanted her to be my lover forever. Every time this happened, it was after we had sex. She would lie quietly in my arms. Whenever I told my mother that I wanted her to be my lover forever, she would always say to me, "Silly child!" But she would always lean against me and gently stroke me. I know my mother also hopes to be my lover forever. I think my mother and I will always handle our relationship carefully and keep it a secret between us forever.

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