Ethical taboos cannot overcome the lust between mother and son.

Standing in the kitchen, Mom washed vegetables, her eyes fixed on the downstairs through the window. She'd been washing a cucumber for over three minutes, oblivious to her own pain, her heart aching as if she were soaking in a vat of aged vinegar, her eyes swollen with sorrow.
"That little devil! He's been dawdling with that vixen-like girl downstairs for ages. What's there to talk about? Look at the look on his face, he's practically forgotten who he is! So annoying!" Mei Hui gritted her teeth, cursing inwardly.
"Snap!" The cucumber snapped in two, and Mei Hui snapped back to reality. She angrily threw the cucumber onto the cutting board, picked up a knife, and began chopping away, her eyes involuntarily welling with tears.
Thirty-eight years old was no longer young; like a ripe fruit, fragrant and tempting, yet its days were numbered. She remembered being a naive young girl, and if it weren't for an unplanned pregnancy, she wouldn't have married so early, becoming a mother at twenty-one. Now her son is seventeen, but her husband died young in an accident, leaving her to raise him alone. Who knows the hardships and joys she's endured? Thinking of those years of toil, Mei Hui finally couldn't hold back her tears.
The cucumber she was going to slice had been chopped into tiny pieces. Mei Hui, fighting back tears, threw all the cucumber pieces on the cutting board into the trash can and picked up two tomatoes to chop. As she chopped, her gaze drifted downstairs. Her son was gone, and the foxy girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Where did they go?" Mei Hui wondered. "Could it be...?" She didn't dare think about it, afraid she would burst into tears again.
"Sigh! What's wrong with me? Even if my son has a girlfriend, I don't have to be like this!" Mei Hui silently blamed herself. "Can he really be with me forever?"
Thinking of what had happened between her and her son, Mei Hui blushed. The sadness and unhappiness from before vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable feeling—a happiness that was hard to describe, yet a shy desire to hide under the covers and never come out again. This feeling was something she had never experienced even when her son's father tricked her into having her virginity. Back then, she was just vaguely aware of being pinned down, feeling only some pain and tension, and that was the end of her innocent childhood. Later, after marrying her husband, every intimate moment with him was merely a physical pleasure, and she never felt this way, her heart pounding like a deer's just thinking about it.
Mei Hui vaguely felt that she was a wanton woman. After her husband's death, she had no one to accompany her, and every night she would lie alone in her empty bed, watching the cold moonlight streaming in through the window, splashing onto the bed like water. She couldn't help but reach between her legs, using her soft fingers to arouse her desire, then rolling and moaning in the moonlight. Sometimes the sheets would even be soaked with her own ecstasy, and that shameful scene would make her blush the next day.
Just a month ago, on that night, Mei Hui was once again pleasuring herself, but forgot to close the door properly. She was always a bit careless, and just as she was passionately cheering, about to reach orgasm, she suddenly noticed her son standing at the head of the bed. She froze, completely forgetting that she was naked and doing something shameful.
Her legs were spread wide, her feet braced on the bed, her buttocks raised high in the air, her fingers still inside her, frozen in place, unable to probe any further. She remained like this for a good ten seconds, her mind a complete blank. Finally, she came to her senses, her waist went limp, and her buttocks landed heavily on the bed, but she was too terrified to speak, only able to open her mouth wide, unable to breathe.
She would never forget that night; her son pounced on her like a tiger, pinning her down, a rod harder than iron pressed against her crotch. Only then did she realize her son was completely naked. She instinctively resisted, pushing with all her might, but she couldn't budge her son's strong body. The two of them struggled on the bed for a long time, both speechless, all their strength focused on invasion and resistance. Later, the son gained the upper hand. The moment his penis entered her, Mei Hui finally gave up resisting. She could only lie there limply, letting her son ravage her.
He quickly ejaculated inside her, but the wild force overwhelmed her. In just a few minutes, her desire, like a clump of withered grass ignited by a stray spark, spiraled out of control, quickly engulfing her. Later, her son would often tease her about this, saying that at first he raped his mother, but later it was the mother raping her son, leaving Mei Hui deeply embarrassed.
Mei Hui had always been a dutiful person, never daring to indulge in wild thoughts except for masturbation; her desires were always suppressed. But that night, she felt liberated. Her son's violation became the sword that cut through her shackles. Once desire broke free from its cage, it sought revenge, determined to reclaim the lost beauty. That night, mother and son worked until dawn before finally falling asleep, exhausted. Thinking about all this made Mei Hui blush; she felt so shameless. At the same time, she felt a warm heat throughout her body, like she was sunbathing. It was her son's first time, and it had happened on her! This was incest! It felt like a dream!
The days that followed felt like floating in the sky. Mei Hui was immersed in boundless happiness every day. Besides waiting for her son to come home from school, she felt there was nothing else worth doing. Before, when she was lonely, she often didn't know what to do; nothing seemed interesting. Except for occasionally practicing yoga or going shopping, she felt time was superfluous. Now it was different. Every minute was beautiful. Even though her son wasn't by her side, thinking of him, longing for him, even the anxious restlessness, was happiness. She had never felt this way before. Could this be love? But God, that person was her own son! Sometimes, thinking about this made her uneasy, made her feel guilty, but there was nothing she could do. It had all happened, so she always tried hard not to think about it. It was too late; the situation was urgent. She had to deal with the present!
Xiao Fei opened the door carefully, trying not to make a sound. He knew his mother must be cooking in the kitchen. Being a boy, he always liked to play pranks, and he wanted to surprise his mother. He was very happy today because Qu Jiali had given him some nice things—things he had begged and pleaded with her to give him. He wanted to surprise his mother later.
He tiptoed inside and saw his mother in the kitchen, seemingly unaware that he was back. The chopping sounds of vegetables filled the room. Even cooking looked beautiful on his mother! Her petite figure wore an apron, naturally exuding a mature and charming allure. Her straight back, slender waist, full hips, and rounded thighs were all snow-white and pink, gleaming with a smooth, soft sheen.
Xiao Fei was secretly delighted; his mother had finally agreed to his request. A few days ago, he kept pestering his mother, demanding she promise to wait for him naked when she came home. At first, she vehemently refused, but later reluctantly agreed, only to break her promise. Seeing her now completely naked except for an apron, Xiaofei felt incredibly excited. He loved looking at his mother's waist and hips; the undulating curves perfectly showcased the beauty of a woman's body.
"It probably won't be long before Mom agrees to another request!" Xiaofei thought to himself, deciding not to disturb his mother for now. He secretly slipped into the bathroom, took off his clothes, and started showering.
He hummed a song as he showered, filled with joy. Every moment of the past month had been perfect; finally, he could share life's greatest pleasure with his mother! His father had died young, and his mother had raised him with great difficulty. Over the years, he had seen his mother masturbating alone in bed many times, and the helplessness and torment on her face deeply pained him. His mother had also had relationships with other men twice, but ultimately gave them up because of him. He didn't know when it started, but he had the idea of comforting his mother himself, but he never dared to until that night when he could no longer hold back.
Afterwards, his mother didn't blame him. Instead, she gazed at him with fascination, murmuring to herself that her son had grown up. His mother was truly beautiful, with a near-perfect figure; she could easily be his goddess. Perhaps he had acted too late, leaving his mother lonely for so long. Now, everything was falling into place. His mother had completely accepted him. What should he do next? Could his mother become his goddess? Absolutely!
He quickly finished washing up, dried himself, and came out of the bathroom. He saw his mother had already finished chopping vegetables and started cooking, filling the house with a delicious aroma. He carefully walked behind his mother and suddenly hugged her tightly. Mei Hui was startled and cried out, almost dropping the spatula.
"Mom!" Xiao Fei shouted.
Mei Hui was initially annoyed by the surprise, but then realized her son had come home and hadn't run off with that little fox. She was overjoyed; it seemed her son hadn't been bewitched by that vixen.
She was secretly delighted, but scolded him playfully, "What are you doing? You scared your mother! You're always so unserious as soon as you get back.
Huh? You... why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Her tall, strong son hugged her tightly, and Mei Hui felt the soft friction between their skin. She turned around and saw that her son was completely naked.
Xiao Fei held Mei Hui tightly, not letting her break free of his embrace, and grinned mischievously, "Mom isn't wearing any clothes either, so of course your son should follow your example."
Mei Hui had long forgotten that she was naked, and her face immediately turned red. She couldn't resist her son's persistence and had to agree to his request, but today was the first time she had actually done it.
"Let go of me, you brat, don't hug me when you're all sweaty." Mei Hui suppressed her shame and tried her best to maintain a serious expression.
Xiao Fei looked at his mother's bright red ears and knew how she felt. He found it extremely amusing. He lowered his head and gently blew a breath into his mother's ear, then said in a very tender tone, "Mom, smell this. I've taken a bath, and I don't smell bad at all. But no matter how much I wash, I can't smell even a fraction as good as you!"
He then brought his nose close to Mei Hui's ear and inhaled deeply, exclaiming exaggeratedly, "Ah! It's truly intoxicating! Mom, your skin is smoother than silk and whiter than snow. I think you don't need to wear clothes anymore; you look best like this."
Mei Hui knew, of course, that her son was always mischievous, and recently he had become even more so, as if she, his mother, had lost her lofty authority and become like his little pet. This was abnormal, yet she seemed to somewhat like this change. Why was this?
"Hmph, always trying to be cheeky! It's because you keep bothering me that I agreed to your request. But this is the last time! Let go of me!" Mei Hui struggled, trying to escape her son's clutches, otherwise the food in the pot would burn.
"Then you have to promise me you'll do this again, or I won't let go,"
her son pleaded. Mei Hui was both amused and exasperated. "I just can't do anything with him!" she thought to herself, but she had already relented aloud. "Okay, Mommy promises you, let go now, the vegetables are going to burn."
Xiao Xin smiled contentedly, releasing his arm, but still clinging tightly to Mei Hui's back. As Mei Hui cooked, she felt her son's young body begin to change. The thing that had been limp against her waist gradually swelled, the heat making her ears burn and her heart race.
"That brat, he's up to no good again!" Mei Hui thought, a sweet feeling welling up inside her. But, after all, she was his mother; she couldn't just abandon all dignity and let him have his way. So, on the surface, she tried her best to maintain the last shred of dignity she had as a mother.
Seeing the blush on his mother's ears, Xiao Fei felt a surge of warm, tender heat rise within him. He couldn't resist biting his mother's earlobe, sucking on it, his nose filled with her sweet fragrance. His large penis instantly sprang to life.
Mei Hui felt a tingling, numb sensation all over her body as her son caressed her, her breathing becoming heavy. Her lower back was pressed against his hard erection. Mei Hui felt a wave of confusion wash over her, almost fainting. He was at it again!
Zhang Xiao Fei reached down to Mei Hui's chest, grabbing and kneading her breasts. His other hand slipped between her legs, his fingers gently sliding, instantly becoming sticky.
"Mom, you're so wet!"
Mei Hui blushed at her son's teasing. Although she had been waiting for this for a long time, she was still too embarrassed to be too direct. "You naughty boy, it's all your fault!" Even Mei Hui herself found his voice too cloying.
Xiao Fei chuckled. His mother's coy, alluring demeanor was his favorite—it was perfect! The young man, overcome with excitement, couldn't contain himself. Not wanting to waste any more time, he bent his knees, aimed his penis at his mother's beautiful vulva, and thrust forward… “Ah…” Mei Hui let out a long sigh. It felt so fulfilling!
Xiao Fei began thrusting, his thick penis pumping in and out of his mother's vagina. Soon, a large gush of Mei Hui's vaginal fluid flowed out, running down her thighs and onto the floor.
Mei Hui was ashamed to moan loudly, but inwardly she wondered, “What's wrong with me? I've climaxed so quickly!
Am I really such a slutty woman, that's why I'm so excited with my son?”
Xiao Fei was unaware of his mother's subtle emotions, only continuing to thrust. His mother's vulva was so tender and smooth that he couldn't stop. Now, he reveled in the pleasure his mother gave him.
The mother and son forgot everything in the kitchen. Mei Hui forgot the food in the pot, and Xiao Fei forgot his plans. Only joy was real now.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiaofei screamed and ejaculated inside his mother, shooting all of it deep into that forbidden womb.
A burnt smell wafted from the kitchen, accompanied by sizzling sounds from a pot, mingling with the two men's heavy breathing—a scene both erotic and fragrant…

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