[Urban] Incest is another form of care (Complete) - 7-9

During the final exams, I studied even harder than usual until late at night. Around midnight, feeling a bit tired, I went to the third-floor balcony to cool off and take an English book to memorize. I accidentally dropped the book into the courtyard on the first floor and quickly went downstairs to look for it. Just

as I retrieved the book and was about to go back to my room, I heard intermittent moans coming from my parents' bedroom: "Oh... um... hmm... ah... yo... oh... ah... oh... oh... oh... oh... ah... um..."

Judging from the delicate voice, I could tell it was coming from my mother, but I wondered why she was making such sounds, like someone seriously ill, in the middle of the night.

Thinking of my mother, at sixteen, I felt a surge of heat throughout my body. I didn't know what that feeling was; it felt like the feeling of being in love, but she was my mother! Had I secretly fallen in love with my own mother?

Although my mother is thirty-five years old, she has mastered the art of preserving her youthful appearance. Naturally beautiful, she looks no more than twenty. Elegant and stunningly beautiful, she's the most beautiful woman in our neighborhood! At home or out, she doesn't wear extravagant clothes, but her face naturally exudes an aura of dignified and unapproachable nobility, yet she remains approachable. The ladies in the neighborhood all say that my mother must have aristocratic lineage to possess such an aura, and they are all happy to be close to her.

My mother's figure is beautifully voluptuous and sexy, but not obese. Her skin is fair and smooth, her curves slender, with full breasts, a slim waist, and ample hips. No one would believe that she is thirty-five years old and has a sixteen-year-old son like me! She is so alluring that any man who sees her would be captivated, infatuated, and unable to control himself. Even I, her son, find myself drawn to her.

Ever since I gained a vague understanding of matters between men and women, I've harbored a fantasy of kissing her, of sharing the joys of intimacy, of experiencing the pleasures of fish and water! But when I heard my mother's voice, a sound that seemed both pleasurable and painful, I suddenly felt something strange, a strange urge stirring within me. Driven by curiosity, I desperately searched for a place to peek into my parents' room.

Finally, I discovered that their window facing the yard wasn't completely closed; there were still some gaps. I boldly pulled back the curtain a crack and peeked inside. What I saw made me freeze, as if electrocuted. My father and mother were taking advantage of the quiet of the night, naked, making love in their room. My father was kneeling between my mother's wide-open legs, sucking on her pink, wet vagina.

I wondered how he was doing it... The mother seemed to be in unbearable pain from being sucked, her delicate hands frantically clawing at the sheets, her pink legs kicking wildly in the air, her whole body twisting and turning, causing her two full, high breasts to sway from side to side with her movements, creating two alluring waves of flesh. Her face contorted with grimaces and she cried out in pain,

"Oh...brother...good husband...oh...you're going to...bite your sister to death...oh...oh...biting me...oh...oh...so...numb...so itchy...ah...it's killing me...oh...dear husband...oh...oh...oh...ah...it's so itchy..."

Hearing the mother's seductive moans, the father was also very excited. He got up and tightly embraced the mother's body, kissing her from her face to her ear.

The mother seemed to enjoy the father's affectionate actions; she wrapped her arms tightly around the father's neck and kissed him sweetly on the lips. At this moment, Dad's hand rested on Mom's large breasts, kneading, pinching, pressing, and rubbing them, treating them like dough.

His hands then slowly moved down Mom's lower body, until they reached her dark triangle, rubbing the fleshy cleft between her thighs.

His mouth followed, kissing Mom's fair neck, then down to her chest, finally stopping at her snow-white, full breasts. Having never tasted a woman's body before, I, watching from outside the window, was aroused by my parents' provocative actions, my large penis becoming erect and painfully hard against my crotch.

Looking into the room, Dad was already sucking on Mom's grape-like nipples with the tip of his tongue, making them erect and pointed. Mom must have been enjoying it very much, as she kept humming softly.

"Oh... Koji... Oh... My... dear husband... Ouch... I... I'm so itchy... Oh... Please... stop... teasing me... Please... Oh... Ah... Help... me... Ouch... Hurry... Hurry... You bastard... Stop... sucking my breasts... Oh... You... You're so bad..."

The father was enjoying sucking on the mother's breasts, his body burning with lust. Hearing her wanton moans, he couldn't resist climbing onto her body, holding his five-inch-long penis, and rubbing it against her clitoris. This made the mother tremble as if she were being electrocuted, her tender flesh quivering, her mouth uttering continuous moans: "You bastard... It's... It's killing me... It's so good..." "Husband...your...big glans...is rubbing me...so numb...oh...so...so numb...ouch...so itchy...ouch...dear brother...good man...please stop...rubbing...please put it in...my...little hole...ouch...oh...big cock...good husband...oh...I really...can't...take it anymore...hurry...please...please...please...put it in...oh...woo woo..."

Dad couldn't stand Mom's lewd and wanton state either. He aimed his cock at Mom's little cunt, and with a forceful thrust of his hips, he inserted his cock into Mom's cunt. His hips rose and fell, and his cock followed the movement, thrusting in and out of Mom's little cunt.

Mom got her wish and had Dad insert his penis into her cunt, moaning comfortably: "Oh!...yes...yes...like that...like that...oh...oh...brother...dear brother...oh...harder...a little more...oh...harder...a little more...oh...so...so beautiful...oh...so comfortable...faster...oh...faster...oh...ah...faster...a little more..."

I found it strange. Just now I was worried about Mom, seeing how narrow her cunt was, I was afraid she wouldn't be able to fit Dad's penis, but now looking at Mom's cunt, not only did she stuff Dad's penis all the way in, but she also wanted Dad to fuck her hard! But it looked like Dad's penis couldn't reach the bottom yet, I wonder how deep Mom's little cunt really is?

Dad seemed to be very comfortable inserting into Mom's cunt at this moment. When Mom wanted him to thrust harder, he thrust hard; when she wanted him to go faster, he went fast, constantly thrusting his erotic buttocks, diligently plowing Mom's cunt with his penis.

Dad thrust vigorously, making Mom moan with pleasure, "Oh...yes...yes...oh...oh...you're killing me...oh...my...good husband...ah...so...so good...it's killing me...oh...oh...don't...stop...good husband...fuck me to death...oh..."

Hearing Mom's intoxicatingly lewd cries, Dad seemed to get more and more excited, his hips rising faster and faster, his penis thrusting harder and harder, until Mom cried out again, "Oh...fuck..." "I'm dying... ah... fuck me to death... you little slut... I'm coming... oh... brother... dear brother... dear husband... I'm dying of pleasure... so good... oh... oh... I'm dying... I'm about to... come... I'm about to... come..."

Dad was probably about to ejaculate too, and happily cried out with Mom, "Ah... my... good wife... I'm about to... not be able to hold back... you should... come... come... quickly... otherwise... I... oh... I can't... hold back... any longer... oh... oh..."

Upon hearing his statement, Mom quickly and forcefully thrust her large, lustful buttocks forward, allowing Dad's penis to penetrate deeper into her cunt to relieve her itch. She moaned, "Oh...good...okay...oh...oh...hey...ah...I'm...hurry...coming out...oh...oh...faster...oh...I...I'm almost...coming out...oh...I...coming out...coming out...oh...oh..."

Dad laboriously thrust a dozen more times, then with a final thrust, he collapsed onto Mom's body, panting and trembling as he held her. Mom lay limp on the bed, simultaneously reaching a pleasurable climax with Dad.

Lying in bed, I recalled the scene from six months ago. Before my eyes floated my mother's breasts, high and full without sagging, her jade-like buttocks white and plump, her pubic hair thick and abundant, her entire body exuding a fragrant, elastic skin. That sexy, mature charm, and the seductive allure she displayed when making love with my father, truly captivated me. Of course, I longed to spend every night with her, to be intimately entwined, fully enjoying the pleasures of lovemaking! Unfortunately, she was my biological mother, so I had to abandon that thought and could only make love with her in my fantasies.

Lost in these thoughts, I drifted off to sleep. I slept soundly for a while, and in my hazy state, I thought I heard my mother calling me to wake up. Thinking it was just my imagination, I turned over, lay on my back, and continued sleeping. Then I heard my mother open the door. Ah! Then I remembered that just before my afternoon nap, I had been reminiscing about the night before Dad went abroad six months ago, when I made love with Mom in their bedroom. In a moment of excitement, I'd stripped naked and gone to sleep. Now I was in trouble. Mom was angry that Dad wasn't coming home for his vacation, and if she found me sleeping like this, I wondered if it would provoke her anger and she'd take it out on me.

Seeing that there was no time to get dressed, I simply lay naked on the bed, peeking through a crack in my eye to see Mom's reaction before deciding what to do. Sure enough, Mom walked in with a furious expression. Seeing me lying naked, her face instantly contorted with shock, anger, and a hint of delight!

Since six months ago, I'd known that Mom was actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside, a secretly passionate woman. Since getting married, she and Dad had enjoyed the sweetness of sex, but now, because she hadn't experienced that ecstatic pleasure for six months, she'd become a bit irritable and prone to outbursts of temper.

But when she suddenly saw my penis, though it was still limp and hanging down beside my thigh, I estimated it was already almost as long as my father's when fully erect. If it were to harden further, I wondered how astonishing it would be!

Seeing this, my mother instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, her heart pounding wildly. But she knew that the thicker and longer the penis, the stronger and more stimulating the sensations during sex, leading to more orgasms. My mother

stood there, stunned, in front of my bed, lost in thought. I noticed her unconsciously reaching into her panties to rub herself; her little pussy, probably wet from not having been touched by a big penis for six months, was probably already soaking wet!

The fire of lust burned fiercely on my mother's beautiful face and in her heart. I knew she was torn between two conflicting emotions. On one hand, she desperately wanted a large penis to satisfy her desires; on the other hand, I was her own son, and societal norms and morals forbade her from having an affair with me. I squinted, waiting for her decision, my own heart no less troubled than hers!

Perhaps the fire of lust within her had reached an uncontrollable point. I heard a soft sigh escape her lips, and her alluring eyes flashed with desire. Unable to bear the torment of her throbbing heart, she reached out her trembling little hand and gently grasped my limp penis, slowly stroking it.

While peeking to see if I was still asleep, her large, voluptuous buttocks sat on the edge of my bed. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly leaned down, grasped my increasingly thick and long penis with one hand, opened her small mouth, and gently took the head of my penis into her mouth.

I guessed that my mother was focused on sucking my penis, so I secretly opened my eyes. I saw that my mother was gently holding my penis with her left hand, lowering her head and licking my glans with her fragrant tongue. Her small but sexy and plump lips were constantly playing with the ridge around the head of my penis.

Slowly, my penis became erect from my mother's sucking, and her small mouth could hardly hold it anymore. My mother quickly spat it out, grasped the head of my penis with her hand, and gently stroked and teased the fleshy part of the red head of my penis with her jade fingers, while her right hand held the thick penis and gently played with it.

As Mom played with my huge penis, she sighed softly, "Oh my! What a thick, big, and long super-sized penis!"

My penis, which was already thicker than most people's, became even harder and more frighteningly swollen after her teasing and caressing. The glans, like a small egg, was pressed against the tip of my penis, which had been sucked until it was fiery red and purplish. The entire penis trembled in Mom's small hands, making her even more aroused. She held it tightly with both hands, and more than two inches of it was still sticking out!

At this point, Mom no longer cared about our blood relationship. She stood up and quickly took off all her clothes, standing naked in front of my bed. All I could see was her snow-white, full, and smooth body, her pert breasts, and her plump, round buttocks. She was looking at me, who was pretending to be asleep, with her alluring eyes that seemed to be overflowing with desire.

My mother seemed to love me more and more as she looked at me. She couldn't help but bend down again, grasp my big penis, and extend her fragrant tongue to lick along the head of my penis from the tip to the base. When she reached the hairy vulva, she opened her mouth greedily and took my two fat testicles into her mouth, sucking and swallowing them.

At this point, waves of pleasure surged from my large penis, and I could no longer pretend to be asleep. I got up and saw my beautiful and sexy mother, who was greedily leaning over my lower body, sucking and playing with my large penis. The wanton and lustful look on my mother's face was truly captivating. Her naked, white skin, her full breasts with a pair of high, plump breasts, her slender waist, her rounded abdomen, her large, plump, oval buttocks, her thick, black pubic hair, her long, jade-like legs, and her beautiful face with a wanton, seductive, and alluring smile—she was truly a rare and exquisite beauty.

The tingling sensation from that big cock made me moan, "Mmm... good mommy... mmm... mmm... your little mouth... oh... it feels so good... oh... dear mommy... use your... slutty... mouth to... suck... son... tighter... yes... harder... suck... mmm... so... comfortable... mmm... dear... little slut... mommy... suck... suck... mmm..."

Mommy used her smooth little hands to stroke the big cock, her warm little mouth to suck the big glans, and her nimble little tongue to lick the dilated urethral opening. This three-pronged teasing technique aroused my lust, made my desire burn, and made my whole body feel comfortable and want to release. I was eager to enjoy her snow-white and soft, fragrant body.

So I couldn't resist getting up, pushing her face away, and flipping her over onto the bed. I pounced on her full, smooth body, pressing down on her. My mother, too, was consumed by passion, and we tangled together, passionately kissing.

We kissed uncontrollably for a long time, like dry tinder igniting a raging fire. Finally, my mother parted her legs, her trembling hand grasping my thick, hard penis, pulling it to her wet, plump vulva. I rubbed, kneaded, and pressed the head of my penis against her moist, fleshy labia.

My mother's tender little pussy was being rubbed and pushed against by my big cock, making her whole body ache and numb. Her vulva was incredibly itchy, and she was dripping with lustful fluid. She cried out in a wanton voice, "Ugh... big cock... son... Mom's... cunt... is... almost... almost itchy to death... hum... I want... you... want... big cock... oh... hurry... put it in... ah... my cunt... is so itchy... hurry... umm... hum..." At this moment, she felt an unprecedented need, which was gnawing at her lustful heart. Her jade face was flushed, and her desire was overflowing. Her seductive and lewd appearance aroused my big cock to grow even bigger, and it was jumping wildly at the entrance of her little wet pussy.

My mother continued to plead with me to quickly penetrate her, her soft, seductive moans echoing in my ears. Her large, voluptuous buttocks swayed rhythmically, her vulva thrusting upwards as if she wanted to swallow my large penis whole. I heard her cry out, "Dear brother...brother...Mommy's...big penis...dear...dear son...quick..."

Seduced by my mother's alluring demeanor, my lust reached a point where I had to relieve myself. I quickly thrust my hips downwards, and with a "whoosh!" my thick, long penis slid into her wet vulva with the help of her vaginal fluids. I heard her cry out, "Ouch!...Dear son...Mommy...it hurts...ah...be gentle...oh...my vulva...it's so swollen...ah..." My mother, who

had never had such a thick, long penis penetrate her vulva before, felt as if her vagina was about to be torn apart. Her whole body trembled violently, and she fainted. By this time, I was already burning with lust. Ignoring my mother's unconscious state from the pain, I thrust my large penis deep into her cunt, all the way in, pressing against her clitoris. I rubbed it against her clitoris a few times, then pulled out sharply, rubbing it against the opening before plunging in again, hitting her clitoris repeatedly.

This series of thrusts woke my unconscious mother. She cried out, "Ah... big penis... son... you... are so... good... oh... you're making me... feel... dead... alive... so good... I'm going to die... oh..."

Under the continuous assault of my large penis, my mother's cunt was reaching its peak, and her clitoris, being repeatedly rubbed and pressed by the glans, was tingling with pleasure, flowing with lustful fluid that overflowed from her vulva, soaking my sheets as it ran down her buttocks. She cried out again, "Oh... big cock... it feels so good... so good... mmm... dear son... you... are doing it so well... so beautifully... you rascal... today I'm going to... die... under... your... big cock... oh... ahh... so... so good..."

My mother, who was naturally seductive and wanton, yet outwardly pure and noble, had her inner lust ignited by my big cock after we had sex. With my father having been abroad for half a year, she was even more passionate and unrestrained, as long as her desires were satisfied and her cunt was satiated, I think she would be willing even if I broke her tender cunt.

Then, with practiced ease, she raised her two jade-like legs and wrapped them around my waist and back, making her alluring vulva even more prominent and tighter. Her jade-like hands also tightly hugged my back, her delicate body twisting and turning, her large, white, lustful buttocks swaying and thrusting, as she moaned lasciviously, "Ah...ah...big cock...dear brother...ouch...it feels so good...oh...Mommy...loves...my...dear son's...big cock...so...good...so good...um...again...touched...my...flower...um...um..."

Her mother's lascivious cries ignited a raging fire of desire within me. After thrusting in and out like this for two or three hundred times, I suddenly pulled my buttocks back, withdrawing my thick, long cock from her wet, red, tight, tender vulva. This sudden, deadly move almost made Mom's heart, which was in the midst of ecstasy, fall off. A sudden emptiness in her little pussy made her stare blankly with her watery, seductive eyes, sweating profusely as she panted, "Oh... good son... darling... why... did you... take... your big cock... away... please... put it back in... Mom... hasn't... had enough yet... hurry... Mom wants... wants your... big cock... please... I want... more..." She arched her back and arched her back, hurriedly reaching out to grab my big cock, wanting it to be inserted into her pussy.

Seeing my mother's seductive and wanton expression, I quickly grabbed her delicate hand and said lewdly, "Come on! You horny mom, I want to change positions, I want to penetrate your cunt from behind, okay?"

My mother gave me a flirtatious look and said lewdly, "You little devil, why didn't you say you wanted to change positions? It's making my cunt so itchy and uncomfortable!" As she spoke, my mother hurriedly twisted her body, bent over, and raised her plump, white, high, full, and tender buttocks, spreading her two white and smooth legs apart, revealing her wet and wanton vulva. Her full labia were exposed before my eyes, and the bright red peach blossom cave was already slippery and moist with the flow of her lustful fluids, even the pubic hair near the vulva was wet!

As I admired my mother's plump, smooth, crescent-shaped buttocks, I gently caressed and rubbed them with my hands, then rubbed my thick, long, and powerful penis against her smooth, delicate skin.

My mother probably felt that the penis was rubbing against her jade buttocks, making her extremely uncomfortable. A tingling and itchy sensation caused her to leak a large amount of lubricating fluid again. She was so itchy that she swayed her plump, soft, white buttocks to meet it. She turned her head and gave me a flirtatious look, saying, "Mmm... darling... hurry up... your... big penis... is rubbing... me... so uncomfortable..."

Urged on by my mother's coquettish words, I looked at her plump jade buttocks and felt a surge of lust. I caressed her plump buttocks a few times, spread her buttocks apart, grasped my big penis, and inserted the large glans into my mother's wet vagina. With a thrust of my waist, my big penis shoved into her wet vagina.

My huge cock returned to my mother's womb for a visit, fucking her until she was wildly aroused, her slender waist swaying, moaning seductively, "Oh...oh...that...big cock...that knows how to fuck...my son...Mommy...good...ah...so good...I...I love...you...to death...my dear brother...hum...faster...thrust harder...hum...ah...big cock...brother...insert...insert...into...the...uterus......mmm...harder...yes...Mommy's...slutty...slutty...for...big cock..." "...Dear...son...ah...ah...ah..."

I felt my mother's plump and round body, her fragrant skin soft and smooth. Using this position to fuck her, her especially plump and tender buttocks pressed against my lower abdomen, feeling incredibly soft and fragrant. This aroused my lustful desire. I leaned forward, pressing my upper body against her soft back, and wrapped my arms around her front to grasp her snow-white and pink breasts. I thrust my buttocks violently, letting my thick, hard, and long cock pound her flower core again and again, giving her a crazy satisfaction, so that she would be in ecstasy and forever bow down to my big cock.

My mother lay on the bed, her body aching from my fucking, moaning wildly, "Oh...oh...my...big cock...my dear husband...I love...I...can't take it...uh...big cock...son...your...cock...is...so...fierce...ouch...it's hitting...my...clitoris...uh...my...cute...little rascal...I'm...going to...come..."

Although my mother and father had been married for over ten years, and her little cunt had been fucked countless times, she had only ever experienced one cock in her life. So today, my thick, long, and incredibly stamina-filled cock was driving her wildly inside, making her blood boil. Her tight, tender vaginal walls contracted and expanded repeatedly, sucking on my glans like a little mouth. It felt so good that my penis felt like it was being suckled by a baby. I said to her with pleasure, "Mmm... Mommy... your... little cunt... is so tight... it feels so good... oh... your... flower... sucks... so... wonderfully... hum... it's so good... oh... my... whole body... feels... so... numb... mmm..."

Seeing my infatuated and intoxicated look, my mother, with her own lustful and wanton heart, used all her tender and charming feminine instincts to make me feel even better. Her eyes gleamed with seductive allure, her plump, white buttocks swaying back and forth like waves, her delicate skin trembling as she moaned, "Mmm... big cock... dear... dear son... like this... do you... feel good... mmm... my little cunt... wants to make... you... feel even better... oh... you... you rascal... you're thrusting... so... hard... hum... mmm... my big cock... my good son... my... dear... husband... ah... my cunt is so... so... beautiful... mmm... hum... oh... oh... Mommy... is going to... go... go... go... ah... I'm going to... go... go..."

My mother is such a charming and wanton woman. She is naturally horny and wanton. When my big cock fucks her, she is so wet that she is in a frenzy. She feels so good that her clitoris trembles and opens and closes, releasing hot vaginal fluid. Her whole body is weak and limp, and she is panting heavily as she is fucked to the point of death. She is extremely happy.

I grew more and more courageous, my hard, thick cock erect, and gently lifted my mother's delicate body, saying, "My dear mother, let's try a different position, okay? You're too tired lying like this."

My mother said softly, "Mmm... my little darling, my sweetheart, you're so good at fucking my cunt, I love you so much! As long as you like it, all my tender flesh and my cunt are yours to enjoy however you please! I can never live without your big cock in this life."

My mother whispered her love softly and weakly, which made me love her even more. I quickly laid her full body on her side on the bed, lifted her smooth thighs, sat on her other thigh, and, holding my big cock, thrust into her cunt in a side-lying position, copulating with each thrust and contraction.

Mom started humming again: "Ouch...mmm...big cock...again...penetrating...my flower core...oh...darling...you're so strong...oh...Mommy...Mommy...again...going to...go...go...go..."

At this moment, I looked down at her charming face from the side, my right hand holding her pink legs, my left hand kneading her plump and tender breasts, using teasing techniques to try to lead her to the peak of pleasure, my big cock inserted into her little cunt, thrusting wildly and forcefully.

My mother's face was radiating a seductive, lewd smile as she moaned ecstatically, "Ah...big cock...son...Mom...I'm...I'm done with you...mmm...so good...so good...hum...mmm...harder...faster...oh...oh..."

She swayed her large breasts and twisted her plump buttocks, trying her best to match my thrusts, enjoying the pleasure of my wanton manipulation and penetration. She cried out seductively, "Mmm...uh...dear son...you...are too strong...mmm...Mom's...little...slutty cunt...is so good...mmm...so good...ah...Mom...Mom...is going to...come...ah...come...come...mmm...big...hum...big cock...dear brother...ah...Mom...can't...take it anymore...ah...I'm...coming...ah..."

Although my mother was lewd and wanton in bed, this was the first time she had encountered a cock as big as mine. Hundreds of thrusts and frenzied fucking were enough to make her soul drift away, her body tingling with pleasure once again, and she had climaxed twice.

After two or three more rounds of physical struggle with different positions, my mother and I had been playing this romantic bed game for nearly two hours. I felt that my mother's hot and sexy body was full of lust and wantonness. She was truly the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.

At this moment, my mother's eyes were languid, her body weak and exhausted, her mind wandering. Her plump, lustful buttocks were too weak to move anymore, and her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluid, which flowed all over her large, lustful buttocks. She moaned weakly from her small mouth, "Hmph... big cock... son... um... you... are too... cruel... you're... fucking... Mom... Mom... is... almost... exhausted... hmph... hurry up and... ejaculate... hmph... otherwise... Mom will... be... fucked... to death... hmph..."

At this moment, I had finally enjoyed my mother's body, and hearing her charming pleas, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pity. I quickly put down her thighs, resumed the normal sexual position, lowered my head and first sucked on her full breasts, then aimed my hard, erect cock at the entrance of my mother's vulva and thrust it in hard, pumping vigorously once again.

My mother was still in the throes of orgasm, and my ministrations aroused her even more. Her body writhed and swayed wildly, her breath quickened, and she cried out in a series of seductive moans, "Ah... dear brother... big cock... dear... son... oh... my cunt... feels... so good... hum... um... big cock... it feels so good... hum... dear husband... I... I can't take it... anymore... oh... oh... I'm... going to... come again... oh... ah... it feels so good..."

At that moment, I also felt an extreme pleasure throughout my body. Incredibly fast, waves of tingling pleasure surged through my large penis. I couldn't help but hug my mother's body, increasing the speed of my thrusts, and said to her, "Mmm... Mom... faster... faster... cunt... squeeze harder... I... I'm almost... almost coming..."

My mother, who was almost passing out from my dozens of thrusts, heard that I was about to ejaculate as well. She used the last of her strength to twist and turn her smooth, plump, voluptuous buttocks faster, her lower abdomen contracting and sucking incessantly, tightly clamping my large penis into her cunt, responding to my thrusts.

Under my mother's seductive and wanton state, I had reached the final moment before ejaculation. My big cock was thrusting in and out with tremendous force, its attack incredibly fierce. I felt my big cock being tightly rubbed and bitten inside her vagina, making my glans feel incredibly numb with pleasure. Finally, my big cock trembled wildly in pleasure, and a thick, hot stream of semen shot out, rushing straight into my mother's uterus. I shouted with joy, "Ah...I...am...going to...come...out...oh..." My mother, after being shot with my hot and powerful semen, also cried out, "Ah...darling...big cock...son...your...semen..." "Water...shooting...it...makes...Mom...so...comfortable...hum...hot...it...so good...so good...hum...um...hold...hold...tight...me...oh...I...came...coming...out...um...came...out...um..."

We were both satisfied, seeking relief for our desires on each other's bodies. We whispered tenderly, reaching the peak of passion, our legs intertwined, our lips locked in a passionate embrace, trembling as we quietly enjoyed the most beautiful peak of our incestuous desires.

Mom was driven mad by my lovemaking, her body radiating pleasure, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her joy indescribable. I, too, experienced my first sexual encounter with her, comfortably and freely ejaculating my virgin semen, then lay on her full, delicate body, panting heavily as I rested. After several passionate encounters, our exhausted bodies were too tired to clean up the mess left by our lovemaking. We simply embraced and drifted off to sleep.

From then on, my mother and I had a physical relationship in addition to our usual mother-son bond. My mother's personality changed; she was no longer irritable and easily angered. She often had a smile on her face and was incredibly gentle and affectionate towards me, completely subservient to my large penis. She no longer complained about my father's long absences abroad, because I, her son, comforted her every night, taking on the role of a father and ensuring that her little pussy was well-fed every day, except during her menstrual period! No one could say how long this situation would last, but my mother and I were both very happy!

(The End)

Mother's Chapter: The Feeling of Penetrating My Mother's Womb

(9 o'clock...) Today was the first day of summer vacation, so I slept in a little later.

(...Phew... Time to get up!)

After washing up, I went downstairs and saw my mother in the kitchen. "Mom!" Knowing Dad had gone to work, I hugged Mom from behind. "Good morning!" I always took advantage of Dad's absence to act cute with Mom.

"What time is it? Honestly!" Mom tapped my head. "Go eat!"

I still clung to Mom's back. Today, Mom was wearing a dress; the silky softness and her fragrance... (Mmm...so comfortable...)

"Hurry up!" I got another tap on the head. I

casually drank a glass of milk, and seeing Mom still busy in the kitchen, I slipped back to my room, turned on the computer, put on the new pornographic film I'd bought, put on my headphones, and entered my own world of sex.

On the screen, two men and a woman were having intense sex. The woman was sucking one of the men's penises, while the other man was thrusting violently into her from behind. The woman's face was occasionally etched with a lewd smile.

As I watched the screen, I couldn't help but pull down my underwear, pull out my already erect penis, and start masturbating. I watched the two men in the video making sounds of pleasure: (I really wish I had a woman so I could enjoy myself!)

After watching several videos, I still hadn't ejaculated. Looking at the time, it was almost noon, so I took off my headphones, turned off the computer, and went to the kitchen for lunch. As I turned around, I was startled to see my mother standing in the doorway!

"Hungry? Time to eat!" my mother said calmly, then turned and left.

Seeing that she seemed alright, I breathed a sigh of relief.

In the kitchen, my mother and I ate facing each other. While eating, I secretly watched her. I thought about how she was wearing a skirt, and perhaps I could see her snow-white thighs. I started to get an erection again.

Then, I deliberately dropped my spoon and went to retrieve it from under the table. (…Mom's…oh!) I saw my mother's fair thighs slightly parted, revealing pure white panties. Although the style was simple, it was very attractive to me.

After watching for a while, I picked up my things and sat back down.

"Do you like the panties?" my mother asked, staring at me.

I was startled and almost fell off my chair!

"I was just picking something up, I...I didn't..." (I wanted to crawl into a hole!)

"Boys naturally become interested in the opposite sex's body as they grow up." My mother smiled gently. "That's natural. Often, boys are initially interested in their mothers. Come on, son, tell me honestly, do you like your mother?" My mother looked at me naturally, without seeming angry.

"Uh...I..." But I still didn't dare to answer.

My mother stood up and sat next to me. "Do you like this?" Then she took my hand and placed it against her chest.

(!!!!) I was startled again!

I could clearly feel my mother's chest rising and falling noticeably, and I saw her face begin to flush slightly. I was excited because I was touching my mother's mature breasts, and I nodded subconsciously.

"Really?" Mom hugged me tightly, delighted. "Do you like me holding you like this?"

(...Of course...oh...) Inhaling the familiar fragrance, I naturally buried my head in Mom's full breasts and nodded gently.

Perhaps Mom couldn't see, so she asked two or three more times. I simply pushed her away and clearly told my mother, "I love you, Mom! You're beautiful! And...I think you're sexy!"

Mom smiled happily. "Thank you! Well...between Mom and the woman in the video you just watched, who's sexier?"

I trembled all over. So Mom had seen me watching porn!

"Can you play it again? Mom wants to see it too."

"Uh...that...um..."

Before I could answer, Mom pulled me towards my room.

Seeing that Mom wasn't joking, I unplugged my headphones, switched to speakers, and started playing the video.

Mom wanted me to sit with her and held my hand...At this moment, the screen showed the woman being attacked from both sides by two men. I looked at my mother. Although her face was expressionless, her full breasts were heaving violently. It seemed the scenes in the video had given her an unprecedented shock.

Suddenly, Mom pushed my hand away and told me to turn off the computer. "Do you think... Mom is still sexier than that woman?" Mom asked again.

(I had no idea how to answer...)

Seeing that I didn't answer, Mom turned around and took off her dress.

"Ah! Mom..."

Before I could react, Mom had turned around, and she was only wearing pure white underwear.

Seeing Mom's figure, which was no less than a model's, my penis became erect again. Seeing my reaction, Mom happily leaned closer and stroked my penis through my pants.

"Hmm... Looks like your darling answered for you! Hehe..." At this moment, Mom showed an expression I had never seen before.

(So...so cute...) A mischievous, devilish smile...but I liked it! I could even say I loved that expression. My penis became even harder.

Mom knelt down in front of me, pulled down my pants, and my wicked penis immediately sprang out! Mom skillfully caught it and examined it carefully: "I didn't expect my little darling's penis to be so big already, Mom is so happy..." She looked up at me happily.

"Uh! Hmm..." I looked at Mom embarrassedly.

After saying this, Mom gently kissed the head of my penis. "Ew! Ah!" Mom's sudden action sent an extremely intense pleasure through the tip of my penis.

Mom began to lick my penis with the tip of her tongue, and her hand gently stroked it. Just as I was in a daze and hadn't realized what was happening, Mom had already swallowed my penis!

(Ah... ahh! Mom... is giving me oral sex...) Because Mom sucked my penis so hard, my whole body began to tremble, and waves of wonderful pleasure came from the head of my penis. This was a feeling I had never experienced before, and I had to hold onto Mom's head to stand up properly.

"Ah...oh...Mom...it feels so good...oh..." Just as I was reveling in my mother's oral sex, I unknowingly reached my climax and quickly pulled my penis out of her mouth. Unexpectedly, this pull only brought even greater pleasure, causing my penis to ejaculate violently, spraying all over my mother's face.

"Ah..." My mother didn't react at all, letting the semen slide down her face. "...Really! It's all over the place..." My mother let out a girlish moan, her cheeks slightly flushed, looking incredibly sexy: "If you can't hold back, even if it's in Mom's mouth...it's okay..."

"...Uh?"

My mother stared at me and said, "Hehe...if it's yours...Mom will swallow it!" My mother smiled gently and used her fingers to scoop up the semen from her cheek and slide it into her mouth. Watching

my mother suck the semen from her fingers while looking at me with incredibly sexy eyes, "Mom!" I pounced on my mother, hugging her and kissing her passionately.

"Uh?...Mmm! Mmm..." My mother immediately responded to my enthusiasm, actively putting her tongue into my mouth. Having no kissing experience, I could only desperately suck on my mother's lips and tongue, forcefully tearing off her white bra without any tenderness.

"Ah...Haa...Mom...Mom! Ah..." My most respected and beloved biological mother was now in my arms, at my mercy.

After possessing my mother's lips, my greedy self moved on to the next target. Facing what was practically rape, my mother offered no resistance, still gazing at me affectionately, her hazy eyes now tinged with sensuality.

Looking at my mother's snow-white, beautiful breasts, "Ah! So beautiful..." I grasped her full, elastic breasts with both hands, her breasts changing shape under my touch.

My mouth wasn't idle either; like a hungry ghost, I sucked hard on my mother's tender nipples, smelling the familiar milky scent—the great breasts that had nourished me when I was a child. Now, I suckled as if I wanted to draw out sweet milk again.

"Uh... um! Oh! um... ah..." My mother held my head and let out soft moans.

Her sweet voice gave me great encouragement. "Mom, is it comfortable?" I asked, looking up, but my hands were still caressing my mother's breasts.

"Good boy... um... Mommy... feels so good..." my mother said with a smile.

"...Then... I... I want to see Mommy's private parts... is that okay?" I asked timidly, looking at my mother's sacred forbidden area.

"...Hehe... you naughty boy!... You still ask even after all this! Mommy is yours now... do whatever you want..."

Having received my mother's permission, I couldn't wait to move towards my mother's private parts. What came into view was my mother's snow-white, pink thighs and silk panties. I gently stroked my mother's snow-white thighs, the smooth and delicate skin seemed as if it would break if I used even a little more force.

"Ah... Mommy's thighs..."

Just as I was immersed in my mother's beautiful legs, I discovered that my mother's panties were already soaked.

(...Mommy... Mommy is wet... because of me...) I was so moved that I almost cried. Finally, I took off the last piece of clothing on my mother's body—that incredibly wet panties.

"Ah..." My mother let out an almost inaudible sigh. After all, we were still mother and son. And now, this connection is about to be broken.

"Ah..." I exclaimed in admiration. The source of my life, my mother's sacred, forbidden cunt, was right before me.

But at the last moment, I felt afraid. Compared to the unkempt, dirty pubic hair in some pornographic pictures, my mother's cunt had only light pubic hair, neatly laid out like a manicured lawn on her snow-white mound. I even felt that the place that had given birth to me 16 years ago was shining with a sacred light.

"..." My mother seemed to notice my embarrassment. "What's wrong? Silly child, what are you afraid of?" My mother spread her legs and parted her lips with her fingers: "16 years ago, you were born from here! Now, you're just coming back to visit! What's there to be afraid of!"

Hearing my mother say this, I looked at her. She nodded, so lightly it was almost invisible. I no longer hesitated, grasped my now grown and strong penis, and thrust it into my hometown from 16 years ago!

"Ah..." My mother let out a sweet moan as I penetrated her. My mother and I were finally one.

My mother's cunt was so tight, gripping my penis tightly. "Haa... Mom... I'm back... Ah! So good..." My mother's warm honey pot was incredibly wet, like the feeling of being back in my mother's womb before I was born.

I kept thrusting hard, and my mother held me, making sweet noises beneath me: "Mmm! Ah... Uh! Son... Oh! Ah... So... So good... Oh ah ah..."

"Hoo... Hoo! Mom... Me too... Oh... Good! Ah... Mom! Oh..."

The forbidden intercourse between mother and son produced the most lewd sounds in the world. The morality of the world was nothing but garbage to this mother and son who were indulging in incest.

"Ah... Haa! Mom... I can't take it anymore... Oh..." Under the impact of the incestuous intercourse with my mother, I quickly surrendered.

"Ah... um... no! Not inside... son... quick... pull it out! Um... ah..."

Although my mother asked me to ejaculate outside, I just couldn't stop.

(I want to ejaculate inside my mother... fill her uterus with my semen!) The desire to possess my mother completely overwhelmed all reason, so I sped up even more...

"Oh... Mom... Mom!"

"Son... no! Um... um... ahhhhh!"

Instantly, my mind went blank, and I could almost hear the sound of a large amount of semen hitting my mother's uterus inside her...

The intense orgasm made me lose consciousness... Soon, I woke up on my mother's chest.

"Mom...?"

My mother was covered in sweat, seemingly having received my semen and reached orgasm together. Her soft breasts rose and fell violently with her body, her brows furrowed slightly, and saliva still clung to the corners of her mouth. My mother was panting heavily, and I gently embraced her until she gradually regained her breathing.

My mother slowly opened her eyes, smiling gently at me, and I gazed at her affectionately. I knew that from this moment on, we were no longer just mother and son.

"Uh! Mom... I..." Because I had disobeyed my mother, I had ejaculated inside her without permission.

Seeing my shame, my mother sealed my lips with her own and shook her head: "Silly boy, Mom doesn't blame you." After saying that, we kissed again.

That night, after Dad came home, Mom resumed her image as a virtuous wife and loving mother, but when our eyes met, she still revealed a loving look. It wasn't just the love between mother and son... but also the love between a man and a woman! It seemed that after Dad fell asleep tonight, I could take good care of Mom again...

Sure enough, Mom came to my room again late at night. Although she was wearing pajamas, she couldn't hide the beautiful curves of her body.

"Is Dad asleep?"

Mom sat down on my bed. "Hmm... Dad is very tired." Mom said with a somewhat lonely face: "He works very hard every day for us, and he falls asleep as soon as he gets home."

I saw that Mom's head was lowered and her face was red.

"So... I haven't had time for Mom." Mom looked up at me, her expression one I'd never seen before, filled with a loneliness I'd never seen before.

I immediately understood what she meant. My gentle mother, to comfort my tired father, endured her emptiness and loneliness every night.

"Mom! I understand! Let me take Dad's place!" I hugged Mom's shoulders. "What Dad can't do... I'll do for him!"

I already loved Mom, and after what happened this afternoon, I loved her even more!

"Really... really? But, don't you think... Mom is lewd?" Mom's face flushed even more.

"How... how could I!? Mom... Mom has always been my goddess! And... and... my... my... most beloved woman!!" After saying that, I lowered my head, unable to face Mom. My face felt like it was burning.

"Child... child..." My mother didn't respond, but unexpectedly, she hugged me tightly.

Mom seemed to be crying; was it sadness? Or emotion? In Mom's arms, I didn't feel any lust; I just felt... so warm.

The next day, I accompanied my mother to the OB-GYN. Thankfully, she wasn't pregnant.

"Yesterday was my safe period," she said with a smile.

On the way home, my mother took my hand and said, "I've decided to get a tubal ligation!" she said firmly.

"Huh? A tubal ligation?!"

"Yes, I only have you as my son, and..." she said, blushing as she looked at me, "I'll need you to help Dad in the future..." she said in an almost inaudible voice.

(The End)
05-01

Mother's Story: Anal Sex with Son

Everyone calls me Ah-Zhong. I was born without a mother. After I became more aware of things, I learned that my mother and father divorced. Now, it's just me, my father, and my sister in the house. We still have to live without my mother. We live in an apartment in Taipei.

The apartment is really small. The living room is right outside the door, next to it is the kitchen, and there are two other rooms and a bathroom. I really envy my classmates who can live in an entire building. I've always shared a room with my sister since I was little, and my father has his own room. My sister is very good to me; she even covers me with a blanket at night.

The feeling was like that of my own mother. My older sister did all the housework (including cooking, laundry, etc.). Seeing how hard she worked, I would help with cleaning on weekends. Our family was doing alright financially; my father was an apartment manager, and my sister worked at a photo studio. I had no financial means and had to rely on them to support my education, so I decided that I wanted to make a lot of money in the future.

This year, I entered the third year of junior high school, and the academic pressure became heavier. Everyone started discussing which high school to attend, but I still didn't have a clear goal. I could only leave it at that for now and decide when the time came.

In my third year of junior high school, many parents sent their children to tutoring classes, but my family's financial situation prevented me from doing so. So after school, I had to study hard on my own. I would ask my sister for help with any questions I didn't understand, since she had gone to university.

My older sister is 31 years old and still unmarried. I wonder if it's because of her family that she hasn't gotten married. She's taller than me (maybe because I haven't fully developed yet). She's 167cm tall and often proudly says, "I have a 34D-23-33 figure, and wherever I go, I get a lot of suitors!"

This isn't an exaggeration; she's beautiful and has a great figure, so she has many suitors. Sometimes she brings her boyfriend home for the night, and then I sleep in the same room as my dad.

Due to the pressure of school, the boys in my class pass around adult magazines. Since I'm a boy, I get some too. The boys in my class also discuss things like which girl has big breasts. At this age, everyone is particularly curious about sex.

I discovered that my dad has installed adult channels on the TV, and when no one is home, I secretly turn them on to watch. Recently, incestuous films have become popular, and I often fantasize about the woman in my family, my sister. Sometimes I play with her underwear and masturbate.

I would even sneak peeks at my sister showering when Dad wasn't around, and even when we slept in the same bed at night, I would constantly steal glances at her breasts. She wore a thin nightgown, making her breasts particularly prominent. She didn't wear a bra to bed, and sometimes I could see her nipples were showing, which made my laziness unbearable.

I started having trouble sleeping. The scent of a woman wafted from beside me, and I couldn't resist. I'd just sneak a touch, that's all. I gently placed my hand on my sister's breast, secretly watching her reaction. She was fast asleep. Just as I was about to take the next step, I noticed someone come in.

I quickly removed my hand, pretending to be asleep. I thought, "Could it be a thief?" I squinted and peeked, only to find it was Dad. I was surprised. It was so late; was Dad going to cover us up? I continued watching. I saw Dad wake my sister and gesture for her to be quiet.

My sister got up, and the two of them went to the next room. I opened my eyes, not knowing what they were going to do. I quietly went to the next room, gently grasped the door handle, and found it was locked. I went back to my room, lay on the bed, and couldn't figure it out. Just then, I heard my sister's moans coming from next door—unmistakably lewd sounds.

I couldn't believe that the incestuous scenes I watched in porn every day were actually happening in my own house. This excited me immensely. My sister seemed to lower her voice, probably afraid I would hear, but because the room was small, they could still hear us. I thought my sister and father had probably committed incest several times before, but I was always asleep and didn't know.

This time it was a real coincidence. I heard my sister's moans coming from next door, and I couldn't resist my lust. I pulled out my penis and started masturbating. Before I even ejaculated, the sounds from next door stopped. I guess it's because my father is getting old and doesn't have as much stamina anymore. No wonder my sister needs a boyfriend. The poor thing is, I hadn't even ejaculated yet.

But my sister was already going back to her room. I quickly put on my pants and pretended to go to sleep. Even after she went back, my penis was still erect, my lust unabated. I knew my sister must have noticed. She whispered, "I didn't realize you'd grown up so much. I wonder what kind of dream you're having!" She lightly flicked the head of my penis.

I was so excited I trembled. I thought to myself, thankfully my sister didn't realize it was because I heard her beautiful voice that I got erect. After knowing this, I became even more excited about my sister's underwear. Sometimes I could ejaculate twice, my mind filled with images of having sex with her.

One weekend, my dad and sister went to work (the kind of job with a few days off a month). These were times when I could relax. I took my sister's underwear, turned on an adult channel, and it was showing incest again. As I watched, my penis became very erect. I took it out, stroked it with my hand, and then used the underwear to masturbate. Because my family was at work, I turned the volume up really loud.

Suddenly! Click! As soon as the door opened, I turned around and saw it was my sister. We both froze. I didn't even have time to turn off the TV or pull up my pants. I thought, "Oh no! Didn't my sister say she wouldn't be back for lunch? How come she's like this now... What should I do? I'm in deep trouble!

" Sister! It's not what you think. At that moment, the man and woman on TV were still unaware of what was happening, and the woman's moans were especially loud. I nervously looked at my sister to see her reaction. My sister said, "Dad just called to say he'd be back for lunch, so I went to buy groceries." My sister closed the door and locked it.

My sister said, "Don't open the door no matter who knocks."

She put down her things, walked in front of me, and said, "Zhong! Do you like me?"

I nodded in agreement. She said, "Do you want to have sex with me?"

I was too shy to lift my head. She said, "Do you want to or not?"

I whispered, "Yes!"

She said, "Okay! I promise you, but you can't tell Dad, and you can't tell anyone."

I thought, how could this be? My sister agreed so readily; this must be a dream. Suddenly, she changed her tone: "I didn't even know our Zhong had grown up. I'm still looking for men outside. Zhong wants to have sex with women, and I'll satisfy you!"

She quickly took off her tight t-shirt and shorts. I was incredibly excited. This wasn't a dream; my sister really was taking off her clothes in front of me. Today, she was wearing orange lace-trimmed underwear; she looked so sexy!

My eyes were dazzled by what I saw. After my sister unhooked her bra, her 34D breasts immediately came out. Her nipples were dark brown, which looked quite charming. My heart raced. Reality is always more real than illusion. My sister knelt on the sofa and smiled at me, saying, "Come on, Ah-Zhong! Touch my breasts and let me see how much you know."

Of course, I didn't want to be looked down upon by my sister. Having watched so many pornographic films, I knew quite a lot. But was this real? Or was I dreaming? Was this really happening to me? At first, I only dared to touch them lightly, but later I became bolder and started playing around, even using my mouth to suckle them deeply, regardless of whether it was a dream or not.

I didn't want to wake up. I kept biting my sister's nipple, my right hand constantly grabbing and squeezing. My sister stroked my head and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke!" My sister's expression was quite lewd. She held my head tightly and reached down to her private parts, stroking them repeatedly.

I said, "Sister! Your breasts are so big, they're making me so full."

My sister said, "Sister knows you like big breasts, that's why Mom gave birth to me with big breasts for you to eat."

I was extremely excited. After playing for a while, I said, "Sister! Let me see your private parts?"

My sister said in a coquettish voice, "You're so annoying! We've only been playing for a little while, and you already want to see my private parts."

Even though she said that, my sister still stood up, took off her panties, and put her private parts on my face, shaking them for me to see. I grabbed my sister's thighs and looked closely. My sister's pubic hair was very neat, it must have been trimmed. I said, "Sister! Your pubic hair is so neat!"

My sister said, "I have a lot of pubic hair, so I have to trim it all the time."

I said, "People say that if someone has a lot of pubic hair, they're very sexually experienced?"

My sister said, "Ugh! You're praising me like that. Look at me here." My sister turned her vulva towards me and said, "This is called a 'water chicken.' You have to put your penis inside me so I'll feel good."

I said, "Sister! Why is it called a 'water chicken'?"

My sister said, "Because when she's excited, she squirts out water. How much water she squirts depends on how hard your penis tries!"

I happily replied, "Sister! I'll definitely make her squirt a lot of water!"

My sister said, "Suck me first! I'm so itchy down there!"

I stretched out my tongue and licked and sucked hard! I even scratched it with my hands. This is a woman's 'water chicken'! I asked suspiciously, "Sister! I haven't even had sex with him yet, why is there water coming out?"

My sister said, "Because she's excitedly waiting for her little brother to come in, so she sprays some water first so he can come in later."

I said, "I never knew you were such a lewd woman."

My sister said shyly, "You're so annoying, I'm not coming!" My sister pretended to leave, but I deliberately grabbed her hand to stop her from going!

I put her hand on my penis, and my sister said, "Little brother! Your penis is so big! Bigger and thicker than Daddy's!" At this moment, my doubts were resolved. The moaning I heard earlier was real.

I pretended not to know and asked, "Sister! You've seen Daddy's?"

My sister said, "Yes! I've even let Daddy do it to me. Daddy is useless; he ejaculated right away. Sister is so excited to see how big your penis is!"

My sister spread her legs, and her vagina looked very wet. The pubic hair near her vaginal opening was already so wet that it couldn't stand up. My sister grabbed my penis with one hand and held her vagina with the other, slowly letting my glans enter her vaginal opening first. I watched as my sister grabbed my penis with one hand and slowly sat down, her vagina slowly swallowing my penis.

I still remember the feeling of that moment. The feeling of incest for the first time was so pleasurable. It was the first time I entered my sister's body. It felt like the air around me was frozen. There was no sound at all. The only sound was the splashing of vaginal fluid when I penetrated her. My heart was beating faster and faster, and my breathing was becoming more and more rapid. My sister was breathing even faster than me.

Seeing my sister's blissful yet wanton expression, as if she hadn't had a man for years, she let out a soft moan: "Mmm...brother...your cock...how is it so long...it's not even fully inside yet...it's already inside my clitoris...if it goes any further, it'll go into my uterus!"

I said: "Sis! Your pussy is so tight! It feels so good! Today, your little brother is going to fuck you into your uterus!"

My sister said: "You're so naughty! You'll ruin me."

Finally, my entire cock was inside her pussy, and my sister excitedly twisted her waist and swayed her hips. I said: "Sis! Your pussy is so hot and wet! My cock feels like it's soaking in a hot spring inside."

My sister said: "Brother! Your cock is so thick and long! It's stretching my pussy so wide!" We kept praising each other's genitals.

After a while, seeing that my sister was sitting very comfortably, I deliberately wanted to scare her. I used all my strength to thrust upwards, and my sister suddenly cried out, "Ah!" I felt both amused and excited. My sister saw me laughing at her and said in a coquettish voice, "You're so naughty! You scared me!"

I pretended to be pitiful and said, "Sister! Although this is very comfortable, I'm so bored down there! I want to play something more exciting!"

My sister said, "Little brother is so impatient. Come on! Use that trick you just used, let's see how many times you can thrust!"

As if I had received a royal decree, I obeyed my sister's instructions. I lifted my lower body and thrust upwards with all my might, making my sister's buttocks fly up and then slowly slide down. I thrust faster and faster, almost hitting her cervix with each thrust.

My sister couldn't help but start moaning, "It's so itchy...so good...little brother, don't thrust too hard...I haven't gotten used to your cock yet...ah...so deep...so heavy...you're hitting my cervix now, ah...you're hitting my heart now!"

While I was fucking my sister's wet pussy, I admired her two big breasts bouncing up and down, and couldn't help but cup them in my hands and rub them. Those nipples were so brown. Who says pink has to be pretty? Brown ones are attractive too! I grabbed my sister's breasts and sucked on those beautiful nipples.

I said, "Sis! Your breasts are so big, they're swaying up and down when I push them."

My sister said proudly, "Hmph! I told you I'm a 34D, now you believe me!" Hearing my sister say that, I squeezed and grabbed even harder. My sister said, "Little brother! Don't grab so hard, you're about to squeeze out my milk."

I said, "That's perfect, I've never drunk human milk before, let me drink my fill today." As I was talking, I started to get tired, so I stopped. My mouth was a little thirsty, so I said, "Sis! I'm a little thirsty! Shall we go to the refrigerator and see if there's anything to drink?" My sister nodded, and she put her arms around my neck. I hugged my sister's legs, and our genitals were still connected.

As I walked, I was having sex with my sister. She said, "You're so annoying! You even do it to me while we're walking." We went to the refrigerator, and I told her to squeeze her legs tightly around my waist. I opened the refrigerator and saw six bottles of beer. I took two, and we sat back down on the sofa. I said, "Sis! Let's finish this beer before we do it again." We each opened a bottle and drank it.

I poured the rest of the beer onto my sister's breasts and then slowly licked them with my tongue. When I touched her nipples, she would tremble slightly. Her expression became one of ecstasy. After finishing the beer, her face was flushed; she looked beautiful. I leaned in and kissed her, and we started a passionate kiss, like a couple in the throes of passion.

We kissed for a while before stopping. I said, "Sis! How about we try different positions?"

My sister, panting, said, "Okay! Whatever you want to do today, I'll do my best!" I was overjoyed. I'd wanted to try the doggy style that's often seen in porn for a long time.

I said, "Sis! Get up first."

My sister reluctantly left my penis. I wanted her to lie on the sofa like a female dog, her buttocks raised high. My sister knew exactly what position I wanted. She raised her buttocks very high, swaying her beautiful hips—it was incredibly tempting! Those high, perky buttocks made every man want to conquer them.

I couldn't wait any longer, and with a soft "plop," I thrust into my sister's tender cunt. I slapped her round, beautiful buttocks hard while rapidly thrusting in and out of her wet cunt. My sister cooperated, twisting her hips with great effort. I asked, "Sis! Does it feel good to be fucked like this?"

My sister said, "Oh, God...it's so beautiful...it feels so good...it's so satisfying...ah...ah...brother...fuck me to death...yes...right here...fuck me harder...oh...it's so incredibly good...incestuous fucking with my brother...it feels so good...ah..."

I looked down at the point where my sister and I were joined. The surroundings were filled with her juices, and my pubic hair was completely soaked with her fluids. With each thrust, her juices splattered everywhere. She said, "Ah, this is so deep, ah... this time it's in my uterus! My own son is raping me! Oh! God!... I love this feeling... incest is so exciting! Oh, you're fucking your own sister... how does it feel... isn't it wonderful... so amazing... fuck me harder... ah... you bad boy... oh... I'm going to be fucked to death by you... fuck me hard... fuck my cunt until it's broken... penetrate my uterus..."

My sister's snow-white, plump buttocks, coupled with her slender white waist, swaying curves, and lewd conversation excited me immensely. The sounds of her wetness, along with the slapping sounds of flesh colliding, echoed throughout the room. I knew I was about to come. At that moment, I hesitated whether to ejaculate inside my sister, or pretend that I couldn't pull out in time and ejaculated. I saw my sister's buttocks thrusting violently backward.

Her large breasts swayed back and forth as she cried out lewdly, "Oh...oh...big dick brother...you're so good at fucking...yes...oh...oh...good brother...harder...keep fucking sister...fuck sister hard...my cunt is about to break...fuck...fuck it to pieces...I'm going to come...you...shoot inside...shoot inside sister's cunt...sister wants to have your child...make sister pregnant...sister will give you a little sister...hurry...shoot inside...ah...sister is coming..."

After hearing these words, I didn't hesitate any longer. I poured all my hottest, biggest, and thickest semen into my sister's wet cunt. I roared, "Ah!" The ejaculating semen shot out, and at the same time, my sister also released a bunch of lustful fluids, reaching orgasm. After the orgasm, I didn't pull out my penis. I gently lay on my sister's back.

My sister's back was covered in beads of sweat, which looked very sexy. I realized I was sweating a lot too. My sister's back felt so warm and nice. My sister asked me to pull out my penis. She turned over and faced me. I gently buried my face in my sister's breasts. They were so soft and comfortable. My sister stroked my head.

My sister said, "Zhong! You're all grown up now, it's time to tell you some things." I looked at my sister with a puzzled expression. My sister said seriously, "Zhong! Do you know why Mom and Dad got divorced?"

I thought for a moment and said suspiciously, "Could it be...?"

My sister said, "That's right! Dad slept with me, or rather, I seduced Dad. Mom got angry and divorced Dad."

My sister said, "From that day on, I became Dad's mistress. Dad had sex with me almost every day, but after a while, because we didn't use condoms, I got pregnant."

I said, "And the child?"

I stood up abruptly. "Could that child be me?! "

My sister said very seriously, "That's right! That child is you!" This shocked me so much, I couldn't believe it, it couldn't be! But thinking about it, there really is a big age gap between my sister and me. I'm only fifteen years old, and my sister is thirty-one. If I calculate, my sister gave birth to me when she was sixteen, which makes sense. I can't believe it, the person in front of me is actually my mother, and more importantly, I just slept with my mother.

My sister said, "I know it's hard for you to believe, but even though I've had sex with more than just your father, I've also had sex with the neighbors, the older and younger students at school, and so on, the fact that I gave birth to you and that I'm your mother will never change!"

"Oh my god! Sister! No! Mom! You've had sex with so many people? Then who is my father? Should I call the current father 'Dad'?"

My mind was a mess. Mom said, "It's okay if you don't acknowledge me as your mother, it's okay if you treat me as your sister, don't worry! I'll take care of you for the rest of my life. Who told me to be so promiscuous and give birth to a bastard like you?" My sister smiled, a radiant smile. Hearing that, I felt much more at ease.

I no longer cared who my father was; I just wanted a good mother. Thinking about how I had just been with my own mother, my limp penis suddenly became erect again. I excitedly said, "You'll always be my mother, Mom!"

Mom was almost crying with joy. She said, "Good son! Good boy!" Mom patted my head.

I said, "Mom! Can I sleep with you from now on? Hearing that you're my mom just now made my dick hard again!"

Mom said, "You're so naughty! You just know how to bully me, how annoying! You can do whatever you want from now on, Mom will always be yours alone, Mom will only sleep with you, until the end of time!"

I said, "Mom! You're so good to me! But speaking of which, Mom! You're so lewd, you've had sex with so many people!"

Mom said, "I'm just sexually frustrated!" I said, "Son is going to satisfy you properly today, to repay your kindness in raising me."

Mom said in a coquettish voice, "You're so annoying! Saying things like that." As I said this, I started playing with Mom's breasts. Mom's breasts still had a bit of beer smell left, and as I played with them... While saying, "Mom! Did you get breast implants? Otherwise, why are your breasts so big?"

Mom said, "It's all because of your mother, no! It's because your grandmother gave birth to me. Your grandmother was a wet nurse."

I interjected, "So that's why she gave birth to you, her little wet nurse!"

Mom said, "You're so mean! You're bullying me!" Because of her recent orgasm, Mom's nipples were quite red, firm, and hard. I gently nibbled on them with my teeth.

Mom's breathing became a little rapid. Suddenly, I had a thought and said, "Mom! Wait for me." Mom woke up from her excited state and looked at me with a puzzled expression. I went to the refrigerator, took two ice cubes, and quickly returned to Mom, placing the two ice cubes on her nipples.

I moved the ice cubes around on Mom's nipples and let them roam over her body. I stuck out my tongue and leaned close to Mom's ear, gently licking her earlobe, constantly emitting warm breath. I had heard that this could make a woman orgasm. Mom's body trembled slightly, seemingly very excited.

I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom! Do you want it?"

My mother gasped, "I...want it! Give it to me!"

I deliberately teased her, not penetrating her yet. My mother put on a pitiful expression and begged me, "Please! Son! Just put it in!" Seeing my mother's pitiful expression, I couldn't bear it.

I adopted a different position. I lifted my mother's legs and pressed them onto her shoulders, revealing her vulva. I said, "Mom! Hold your feet first."

After my mother held her feet, I went to my mother's vulva. Her vulva was covered in vaginal fluid, even her anus was wet, and there was my cloudy semen at the entrance of her vagina. I said, "Mom! I haven't even penetrated you yet, and you've already squirted!"

My mother said, "You're so annoying! I'm excitedly waiting for my son to do this!" My mother's coquettishness made my blood boil.

I saw that my mother's clitoris was so red and big, like a red bean. I rubbed it with my hand and kept licking and sucking it. My mother couldn't take it anymore and cried out, "Make love with me, quick! Child, quick! Mom wants to have incestuous sex with her son... Mom's cunt... wants her son's big cock inside!... Mom wants to have incest with her precious son... to enjoy the real pleasure of mother-son incest together... Hurry up! Child... Mom can't wait..."

My cock was so hard that I couldn't stand it anymore. I aimed at my mother's cunt and sank down with a "plop"! I held my mother's legs with both hands and vigorously swung my waist, thrusting quickly. With each thrust, my mother's very elastic buttocks would bounce upwards from the sofa. The faster I thrust, the faster they bounced. My mother also swayed her buttocks with me, cooperating with me to push upwards.

My son and I were working together perfectly. The sound of my mother's juices splashing was like a beautiful incestuous dance. My mother cried out lewdly, "Oh... I'll fuck you to death, you slutty mother... Ahh... Mother... Son... Does it feel good to fuck you... You slutty mother... Your cunt is so tight... It feels so good... Oh... Oh... You slutty mother... You whore mother... You big-dicked son... I'm going to fuck you to death... I'm going to fuck you every day... Ah... I'm going to fuck you... I'm going to fuck you to death... I'm going to fuck you... I'm going to fuck you... Ah..."

The mother's voice was a little hoarse: "Oh... my God! It feels so good!... I'm going crazy... ah... son... fuck me to death... you're going to fuck me to death... ah ah... Mom is being fucked to death by her big-dicked son... ah ah... fuck me harder... fuck me to death... Mom is going to heaven... ah... ah... Mom is going to lose it... lose it... Mom has given it to her own son... ah... I'm going to die... die... ah ah..." The mother's pussy, like an underground hot spring, gushed out warm, lewd water.

I almost ejaculated, so I quickly pulled out because I didn't want it to end so soon; I wanted to go on longer. After pulling out my big cock, the hot spring that hadn't finished gushing out slowly flowed out, and my cock even had some strands sticking out. To make Mom feel even better, when Mom climaxed, I used two fingers to vigorously thrust in and out of Mom's wet pussy. Mom's wet pussy was so warm and so wet, and even more incredibly, the suction of Mom's wet pussy was stronger than usual, with a fast and tight contraction that could even hold onto tiny fingers.

Mom, who had just climaxed, couldn't stand my hand thrusting in and out. Mom said, "Oh...oh oh...God! So...so...darling! Oh...ah...so...so beautiful! Oh...God...baby! Oh...oh...I'm going to die...Mom is going to die from pleasure! Oh...God...God...child, hurry...hurry...I'm coming! I'm coming...coming...coming..." Mom screamed, her voluptuous buttocks swaying wildly, and her juices gushing out rapidly. Mom had another climax.

I knew Mom's mind must be blank right now, but I didn't care about Mom anymore. I...plop! With a thud, I thrust into my mother's pussy again. I made her wrap her arms around my neck, and I picked her up, walking as I did it. This move had a unique feature: while walking, my penis would penetrate her pussy from different directions, touching every part of it.

Suddenly! The phone by the door rang (the kind that connects to an intercom). I stopped. We both knew that only my father knew how to ring the doorbell. I whispered, "Mom! What should we do?"

My mother said, "Zhong! Don't worry! Leave this to me. I promise you'll be fine." I reluctantly believed my mother.

Although we both knew Dad was at the door, we didn't want to be separated. We both thought that nothing could separate us. Mom hooked one arm around my neck and answered the phone with the other. The voice coming through the receiver was definitely Dad's. He immediately started yelling, "What are you two doing? I heard it from the stairs! You two shameless good-for-nothings!"

I thought to myself, thank goodness the neighbors were at work, otherwise Dad would have been discovered long ago for yelling so loudly. Mom said a little angrily, "Zhong's grown up now, he should have known about this a long time ago."

Dad softened his tone and said, "Then you don't need to teach him about sex! This is incest, don't you know that?"

Mom said, "You still rode me anyway! As long as we're happy, it doesn't matter who does what, right?"

Dad: "But you're being too..."

Mom said domineeringly: "What does it matter! You said you'd listen to me in everything, are you going back on your word now?"

Dad, afraid Mom would get angry, said: "Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! I was wrong! I was wrong! Let me in first!"

Mom said: "Let me tell you first, once you come in, no matter what you see, you can't stop us!"

Dad: "Okay! Okay! I promise you."

Mom was about to open the door when I stopped her, saying: "Mom! I'm scared!"

Mom smiled at me, patted my head, and said: "It's okay! I promise you'll be alright." "

Mom opened the door, and I didn't dare look at Dad at all, because I felt a little regretful. When Dad came in and saw us, he was quite shocked, but he didn't say a word. Dad took off his underwear and said to Mom, "Wife! Can I join in?"

Mom said, "Ask Ah Zhong what he thinks! If he says it's good, then it's good. He's the boss today."

Although Dad was very reluctant, he still said to me, "Ah Zhong! What do you think?"

Seeing how pitiful Dad was, I decided to let him join in. It could also strengthen the family bond. I said, "Okay! Dad! Let's go to the sofa!"

The three of us got on the sofa, and Mom did the doggy style, giving Dad oral sex in the front and me sex from behind, which is what is called... In the 3P, after Dad's penis was sucked until it got bigger, although it wasn't as big as mine, it wasn't small either. Dad said, "Zhong! It's my turn to go to the back!"

I really didn't want to leave Mom's cunt, so I thought of a way to have the best of both worlds. I said, "Dad! Let's play a game."

Dad said, "What game?"

I said, "Let's fuck Mom in front of the ancestral tablet!" They were both shocked. Mom said, "Ugh! That'll make me shy! Who fucks their own mother in front of their ancestors!"

I said, "What's wrong with that! We'll ask the ancestors to witness for us, so that Mom can pass on a good next generation." Actually, I said all this just to satisfy my own sexual desire.

Seeing my parents hesitate, I pretended to be angry and said, "Didn't you say I'm the boss today and you have to listen to me in everything?"

Seeing I was angry, Mom quickly said, "Okay! Okay! Let's move over there!"

I carried Mom to the ancestral tablet and said, "Dad, lie down on the altar first."

Dad said, "What? Why do we have to do this?"

I said, "Don't ask so many questions, just lie down quickly."

After Dad lay down, I handed Mom over to him, so she was facing down, directly opposite Dad. I said, "Dad! You can insert Mom's penis now." Dad couldn't wait to insert it, but after trying for a long time, he couldn't get it in because this position was difficult to insert, and he couldn't see. In the end, I helped Dad get into position so he could insert it.

Mom said, "Oh dear... how embarrassing! Doing this in front of our ancestors! How will I face people if word gets out!"

I said, "Mom! Please raise your buttocks!"

Mom said nervously, "Son! You're not going to do anal sex, are you?"

I laughed and said, "Mom! You're so smart!"

Mom said even more nervously, "But I've never tried anal sex before, I don't know if it will hurt?"

I said, "Mom! It won't hurt! I'll be very gentle, let me try it once!"

Mom couldn't resist me, so she agreed. To reduce Mom's pain, I went to the kitchen and got some salad oil, poured some on Mom's anus, grabbed Mom's buttocks with both hands to hold them in place, smeared some oil on my glans, and slowly squeezed my glans into Mom's anus.

Mom said, "Mmm... be gentle!"

I slowly inserted the head and shaft. Mom said, "Mmm... it hurts... it hurts!" I gently pulled it out, applied some oil to the head and shaft, and then inserted it again. It went in much easier than before. Once it was fully inside, I stopped moving and let Mom's anus adjust to my penis. Mom's anus was so tight, much tighter than her vagina.

I kept twisting my waist to help Mom adjust better. I started slowly pulling out and then slowly inserting again. Mom said, "It hurts... it hurts... Ah Zhong! Let me adjust a little longer, your penis is too big, it hurts me!"

I stopped for a while before slowly starting again. Gradually, Mom's anus became more relaxed, making it easier for me to enter, and there was also a lot of oil inside that I inserted.

It's so slippery now, and I'm moving faster and faster. Mom is getting more and more excited: "Oh...darling...my big-dicked son! Good son...you're so good at it! My anus feels like a piece of poop is going in and out, it feels so good! Son, how did you learn this move?"

I laughed and said, "This move is called 'double-pronged approach,' Daddy, could you please move your waist a bit?"

My mom, who was initially worried, was now thrusting her large, voluptuous buttocks back, almost making me ejaculate. I said, "Mom! Don't move so fast, your anus is very tight, it'll make me ejaculate easily."

Mom laughed and said, "Sorry! I was too impatient."

Dad interjected, "Zhong! Is it really that tight?"

I said, "It really is!"

Dad said, "Let me try too!"

I was reluctant to leave my new world, so I said to Dad, "Dad! It's very tight here, I'm afraid you'll ejaculate very quickly."

Dad said, "No way! Don't underestimate me! Let me try."

Seeing Dad begging me like that, I showed a little filial piety and gave in to him. I pulled out my penis, had Mom turn over so she was facing me, and helped Dad insert his penis into Mom's anus. "Dad exclaimed excitedly, 'I never knew you were so tight here!'

Mom said, 'Then I have to thank your son!'

I thrust my cock into Mom's wet pussy again, pumping rapidly. This place is so different from her anus. I defiantly thrust into Mom, vigorously rubbing her breasts. Mom couldn't withstand the power of the two thrusts and cried out in a lewd voice, 'My darling son...you're making Mommy feel so good...faster...harder...fuck Mommy to death with your big cock! Oh...Mommy's cunt will always be fucked by her son...oh...my dear son...ah...'

I said, 'Slutty mommy...you stinky bitch...I...I'm going to fuck you to death...'

Mom said, 'Oh! My son has really grown up...'

I said, 'Fuck you to death.'" "...I'll fuck you to death...I'll fuck you to death, you incestuous mother...I'll fuck you to death, you slutty whore...I'll fuck you to death...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck you to death,

you whore...slut..." The mother said, "Yes...I'm a stinking whore...I'm a slutty whore who's been fucked by thousands and thousands...fuck my horny mother to death...ah...it feels so good...oh...ah...son...yes...I'm a whore...I seduce my own son...I just like incest...I like having my son fuck me...oh! God!...good son...faster!...fuck your mother...fuck me hard...fuck me to death...fuck through my uterus...good son...faster...fuck my cunt harder...fuck my cunt until it's torn apart...ah...it feels so good..."

Not long after, the mother again I came again, but I still hadn't ejaculated. That wasn't exciting enough. Then I thought of something even more exciting. I said, "Dad! How about we both fuck Mom's pussy together?"

Dad said, "Okay! You little rascal! How did you even think of that?"

Mom said, "Ugh! How can one cunt fit two of your big dicks?"

I laughed. Dad pulled his dick out of her anus, and I helped him insert it into Mom's pussy. I also used some technique to fuck my dick into Mom's pussy. Mom's pussy was filled with two big dicks, with not a single gap. At this moment, Mom was like the pork chop in the middle of a hamburger, squeezed tightly. The dark skin of Dad and me contrasted sharply with Mom's snow-white body.

My dad and I were going in and out of each other. At that moment, I felt my mom's pussy contract even tighter. It felt so good. I said, "Mom! Your pussy is making circles and circles. It feels so good!" My mom and I started kissing. I kept rubbing my mom's full breasts. After a while, I finally left my mom's cherry lips.

I said, "Dad! Mom! Let's all have an orgasm together! Let our ancestors see our incestuous bloodline."

My dad and I thrust even harder, and as I thrust, I grabbed and squeezed my mom's big breasts. My mom couldn't stand the ravages of two dicks and cried out loudly, "Ah... God! It feels so good... Good son... your big dick... it feels so good inside me... fuck me... son... you're so good at fucking... ah... Mom loves you... um... son... give me a baby... ah... let me get pregnant... ah... I want my son..."

My mom said, "Ah... ah... good son... Mom loves you... Mom likes you fucking me... fuck me!... oh... shoot inside Mommy... let Mommy get pregnant... give... give your own son a grandson... oh... big dick son... my cunt is about to break... fuck... it's breaking... you're so good at fucking... I'm going to come... you... shoot inside... shoot inside Mommy's cunt... Mommy wants to have your child... let Mommy get pregnant... hurry... shoot inside... ah... Mommy's coming..." "

I grabbed my mother's big breasts tightly and shouted at the ancestral tablet, 'Ancestors! Let my mother give me a good son.'

My mother said, 'Ah... God! It feels so good... Good son... Your big cock... It feels so good inside me... Fuck me... Son... You're so good at fucking... Ah... Mom loves you... Hmm... Son... Give me a baby... Ah... Let me get pregnant... Ah... I want my son... Fuck me to death!... Fuck me!... Fuck me!... Good son... Oh... Oh... Mommy... I can't take it anymore... Oh... Oh oh... Mommy is coming... Waaah... Waaah... Oh... Son... Mommy feels so good... Oh... Oh... Mommy can't hold back... Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh... Mommy is coming... Oh... Mommy is coming... Waaah... Waaah... Waaah... Waaah...'

The three of us gripped each other's hands tightly. My father and I ejaculated almost at the same time, and my mother also reached orgasm. The three of us excreted in the same place. In the last few thrusts, I used all my strength to fuck her, making the offering table keep moving forward."

Two months later, Mom really got pregnant. I don't know if it was my child or Dad's. A few years later, Dad passed away, and I inherited the family fortune. I also secretly married Mom. The incestuous bloodline continued to flow. The child born was a daughter. Mom said she had to give birth to a son for her to "play with."

(The End)

Mom's Story Mom's Fair Feet

The story begins

with our family of four. Besides my parents, I have an older sister who is almost six years younger than me. My father was a sailor. His ship mainly sailed the European and American routes. He was away from home for a long time, but he also had a lot of time at home on vacation. I remember when I was little, my father would always stay at home for two or three months. But after I entered junior high school, my father's vacation time at home became less and less. Later I found out why.

Not everyone can be a seaman. People who have never been at sea for long periods of time can hardly imagine the extreme loneliness and boredom that sailors feel during continuous voyages. So, like other single sailors on the ship, he liked to collect all kinds of pornographic videos. While others could only watch secretly in their rooms after coming ashore, my father preferred to share with my mother.

I remember when I was little, he would eagerly grab my mother as soon as he got home to watch his latest find, even when my sister and I came home from school. At first, my mother was a little suspicious about my sister and me being there, but my father would always say, "Kids won't understand, it's okay!"

My sister and I were very young then, and we only dared to peek from the side. But besides watching the content, I would also secretly observe my sister's and the adults' expressions. My sister's expressions were very interesting. Although she was much older than me, she was still just a little girl at that time, so her face always showed a half-understanding expression when watching the monsters fighting.

I believe no one is interested in my father's expressions, but I remember my mother's expressions very clearly. When she was excited, her eyes would slightly narrow and then widen, and at this time her eyes seemed to shine, and her lips would purse from time to time, or she would bite her lower lip.

Speaking of my mother, outwardly she's an ordinary housewife. Aside from her neighbors, her social life consists mainly of playing cards and shopping with a group of other wives of sailors. Frankly, she's not a beauty. Aside from her expressive eyes, her only other features are a barely oval face, a nose that I consider delicate, and lips that aren't quite sexy. Unless she has exceptional makeup skills, she'd practically turn heads on the street without makeup.

Although her appearance was average, Mom had fair and delicate skin. Dad earned a good salary working on a ship, so she and her group of girlfriends used skincare products like they were free. There's a saying, "fair skin covers three flaws," and Mom's smooth skin certainly enhanced her appearance; because of this, she looked about seven or eight years older than her actual age.

Her figure was something Mom was most proud of. Honestly, I never asked her measurements, only that she was 162cm tall, weighed about 58kg, and had an impressive 36D bust. Mom attributed her fullness to her grandmother, sister, and me. Starting with a B cup, and with her grandmother's help during her postpartum period, she went up a cup size after each child. Until

I was in junior high, I didn't notice the growing distance between my parents, or even that Dad had changed his habit of staying home during holidays and started going out frequently under various pretexts. He spent all his time playing sports, reading comics, and playing video games. It wasn't

until one day when my sister warned me to be careful at home, saying that my parents' relationship was strange,

that I slowly started to pay attention.

But it was too late. My father had been having an affair for two years,

and my mother had known about it since the first year. They had argued several times while we were in school. My mother couldn't believe that my father, who always obeyed his wife, would have the audacity to have an affair.

By the time I entered junior high school, my parents' marriage was a sham. Although they hadn't signed a divorce agreement, my father stopped coming home after leaving the country; he was living with the other woman.

My sister went to university in another city, and it was on that lonely night, just my mother and me, that I first heard my mother crying from her room. Before she left, she specifically told me to comfort and take care of my mother, but I was just a junior high student, completely at a loss.

I remember the second night my mother started crying; I was panicked and scared, not knowing what to do. I always thought I was grown up and mature, but facing the crisis of my broken family, I discovered how weak I was. I went into my mother's room and joined her in her sobbing, my own mother already a sob-washy mess.

From that night on, a significant change occurred in my mindset; for the first time in my life, I experienced a sense of crisis.

When would my father officially break off relations with my mother? If they really divorced, who would support the family? What would happen to my mother? These kinds of worries drove me to work hard at school, naively hoping that I could quickly replace my father as the provider, while simultaneously trying to help my mother get back on her feet when she was like a walking corpse every day.

I tried my best to do well in my studies so that my mother wouldn't have to worry. After school, I had to cook, study, and comfort my mother from time to time, trying to chat with her about anything and everything to distract her from her pain.

Every night, whenever I heard my mother crying, I would go to her room, hug her, and comfort her, telling her that Dad doesn't want her anymore, but he does, and that I will always love her and stay with her, until she fell asleep. Later, for convenience, I simply slept next to my mother.

Fortunately, this period only lasted for six months. However, as soon as I saw my mother recover, I fell ill. Perhaps it was because I was finally relieved of the immense mental pressure, but I had a fever for almost four days and it took me nearly two weeks to fully recover. Luckily, our homeroom teacher knew a little about our family situation, so she specially helped me with my studies; otherwise, that semester would probably have been over.

Although being sick was painful, the biggest gain during those two weeks was the bond between my mother and me. She began to rely on me as her emotional support. My mother told herself that she didn't want her life to be ruined by my father; she also wanted to stand up and start anew for my sake. It was this "revolutionary bond" that made my mother and me an inseparable mother and son. As

the saying goes, "when people are well-fed and warm, they think of sex," and after life finally returned to normal, my curiosity about sex began to sprout. I don't know why, but my mother naturally became the object of my intense desire to explore, and at that time, no sense of guilt arose in my mind. I just didn't know how to tell my mother that I was curious about her body and wanted to explore it.

Of course, the school taught this kind of knowledge, but the teacher in charge at the time just told the boys and girls to attend classes separately and let the boys read the textbooks on their own. So this knowledge quickly became a boring lesson.

After the second semester of junior high school, I started to observe my mother's figure in daily life. Whenever I had the chance, I would stare at my mother's breasts and buttocks, trying to guess their size and shape. Sometimes, I would accidentally touch them in daily life, which would excite me.

During the summer vacation before entering the second year of junior high school, I thought that since my sister went home for vacation, I wouldn't be able to stay in my mother's room anymore. But misfortune is a blessing in disguise. Once, while playing ball with my classmates, I jumped up to grab the ball and fell headfirst to the ground because of the collision. Because I tried to block it with my hands, I fractured my right hand and bruised my left wrist, so much so that the doctor declared that I would be unable to take care of myself for a month.

When I was in the hospital with my cast on, I inevitably got a scolding from my mother, and my sister also thought it was really exaggerated.

After that, my mother began to take care of my daily life, and I continued to sleep in my mother's room using the far-fetched excuse that my mother had to take care of me. I was genuinely startled by my mother's anger in the hospital. To appease her, I used my inconvenience with my hands as an excuse to act coquettishly towards her in many ways, making her both angry and pitiful towards me.

Once, when my mother was bathing me, my penis became erect. I don't know if I did it on purpose, but my mother smiled and said, "You've grown up." I didn't feel any disgust from her at all.

A few days later, during another bath, I begged my mother to wash my genitals, and she didn't refuse; however, I didn't expect her to scrub so vigorously with the bath sponge. Instead of pleasure, I felt excruciating pain. From her cunning expression, I knew she was doing it on purpose.

That night, when my mother and I slept together, to get back at her, I deliberately sat very close to her from behind, sometimes even pressing my penis against her buttocks. However, my mother didn't react that night; the next night, of course, I continued. Now I'm quite impressed with myself for having the mind to do this even with my hands so inconvenient.

Speaking of my sister, we weren't actually that close, but we weren't exactly strangers either. There was a huge age gap between us, and we didn't have much to talk about. During her vacation, she was either out shopping with her friends or hiding in her room talking on the phone with her boyfriend. Having never been in a relationship, I couldn't understand how two people could have so much to say. But throughout the summer, she really did contact her boyfriend almost every day.

However, there was a certain advantage to her talking on the phone in her room: it allowed me, whose hands had recovered, to sneak into Mom's room before bedtime without her knowing. Although Mom didn't send me back to my own room, she was still more careful around my sister, almost never letting me touch her.

Out of mischief or some kind of revenge, I started boldly teasing Mom verbally in front of my sister. I remember one time when the three of us were about to go out, as I was putting on my shoes, my sister looked at my feet and said, "You're not very tall, but I didn't expect your feet to be so big."

Instead of retorting, I turned around and stared at Mom's chest, saying, "Mom's are the 'big' ones."

My sister, oblivious to what was going on, looked at Mom's feet and said, "No way, they look about the same size as mine."

I winked at Mom and said, "Hey, I'm sure Mom's are 'bigger' than yours."

Mom pretended nothing was wrong the whole time, but as soon as my sister left the room and Mom passed by me, she immediately pinched me hard and gave me a glare. Scenes like this played out repeatedly until my sister went back to her school dormitory.

After my sister went back, life returned to normal; at night, even sleeping in the same bed as Mom, she would often engage in some harassing behavior. Sometimes Mom would turn over and pretend to be serious, telling me not to mess around, but other times she seemed completely unconcerned, and the next morning she would still be chatting and laughing with me.

One day, I deliberately greeted my mother with a lover's hug, the kind I'd learned from movies, as she returned home. I wrapped my newly healed left arm and my right arm, still in a cast, around her body, pressing my chest against her ample bosom. Because I was newly healed, she didn't struggle much, and more importantly, she wasn't angry. She just said, "Don't hug so tight, I can't breathe."

From then on, I started taking advantage of her.

During the remaining two years of junior high, sometimes when my mother was in a bad mood or a very good mood, she would kiss my forehead and let me kiss her cheek; I noticed that when she was sulking, a kiss would soothe her considerably.

In my first year of high school, my mother and I did a big cleaning together. Afterwards, she happily kissed me and asked me to kiss her cheek, but I kissed her lips instead. She trembled, glared at me, and said, "You brat, how dare you take advantage of your mother!" Then she walked away. This time, she didn't seem genuinely upset.

As mentioned before, starting in junior high, to comfort my mom, I always slept in her bed. This habit was only occasionally interrupted when my sister came home for winter or summer vacation; otherwise, it was a regular occurrence, rain or shine. Moreover, sometimes my mom would let me hold her while we slept, and even allowed me to kiss her neck when she was happy. So I knew that my mom didn't actually mind at all, or that she wanted me to go back to sleeping on my own.

As for harassing my mom, I became bolder and bolder under her ineffective warnings.

I remember a few nights, after my mom fell asleep, I would secretly put my hand on her breasts and gently hold them. Sometimes I would put my hand on her lower abdomen. My mom only woke up once during these times. She removed my hand from her breasts, turned around, tapped my head, and went back to sleep.

So after that, I became even bolder. In addition to touching my mom's body, I tried to gently rub my penis against her thigh through my underwear while she was asleep. Sometimes, if I felt very excited after touching her, I would secretly masturbate under the covers, smelling my mom's hair as I masturbated, and only rush to the toilet when I was about to ejaculate.

So later, when I slept, I often liked to touch my mother's body, sometimes deliberately touching her breasts or genitals to see her reaction. Sometimes she would glare at me, sometimes she would scold me, and sometimes she would completely ignore me. I found that as long as I behaved well in all aspects that day, my mother's tolerance for me was very high at night.

Except for not letting me take off her underwear, my mother's other parts fell into my clutches over time.

Every night, I would first take off my pajama pants and underwear under the covers before starting to harass my mother.

Starting with holding her breasts, I could slowly unbutton her pajamas. Next, I could reach inside her pajamas to directly touch her breasts without a bra.

If touching her breasts wasn't stimulating enough, I would reach down to touch her genitals. But just as I was about to put my hand inside her underwear, my mother would pull my hand away. My mother's pajamas were all very conservative styles. Except for plaid or polka dot patterns, they were all two-piece sets, usually with a collar and buttons on the upper body.

One time, after I unbuttoned my mother's pajamas, I tried to take off her pajama bottoms. But when I pulled them down to her buttocks, she suddenly turned around, lifted the blanket, glanced at my erect penis, and said, "You've stripped yourself naked and then

stripped your mother naked too. What are you trying to do?" I was a little flustered, my eyes only able to see her half-naked breasts in the darkness. Hearing her say that, I felt incredibly excited. Seeing that I didn't speak, she turned her back to me and lay back down. I stealthily approached her and suddenly hugged her. She seemed startled, but quickly calmed down. I instinctively started rubbing my erect penis against her buttocks, but unexpectedly, she turned over and lay face down on the bed.

I thought she didn't want me to do it, but after playing "five against one" for a while, I got bored. I don't know where I got the courage, but I propped myself up, straddling her body with my knees, and leaned down to gently press against her back. In the darkness, I could see her tightly closed eyes, her profile expressionless.

Without any instruction, I instinctively placed my erect penis between my mother's buttocks and began thrusting. Through her cotton underwear, I could feel the warmth and softness of her buttocks. I was incredibly excited yet cautious, unsure if my mother would suddenly get angry. Under this intense stimulation, I ejaculated, leaving a sticky residue between us.

After about half a minute, my mother slightly propped herself up, and I tactfully climbed off her back. She grabbed a few tissues from the bedside table, wiped her back a few times, tossed a few more to me, and then went to the bathroom. After ejaculating and calming down, I experienced a complex mix of emotions: a little satisfaction, a touch of shame, and some regret.

My mother soon came out of the bathroom, telling me to wash up and go to sleep.

The next morning, I kept stealing glances at my mother, finding her as usual, with no unusual expression. However, when our eyes met, I felt a little awkward. Later, I realized my shame stemmed from my infidelity being purely driven by lust. So, when love and lust intertwined, or even when love outweighed lust, I felt no shame anymore.

After that experience, my mother's repeated rejections made me realize that I could only have that kind of intimate interaction with her on weekend nights; at other times, I had to obediently go to sleep. However, in every subsequent intimate encounter, I could strip her down to just her underwear, and she would willingly roll over, letting me lie naked on her back, rubbing my erect penis between her buttocks through her different colored cotton underwear until I ejaculated.

To this day, I still admire my mother, because except for that one time, she never used her body to threaten or pressure me about my studies. She always kept our interactions within the bounds of a mother-son intimate game. It wasn't her who brought it up that time.

I remember it clearly. I was in the top five of my class in the final exams. You see, although I was in a top class, I was actually just average. Making it into the top fifteen was all thanks to hard work. That was the limit of my mental capacity, and Mom knew that. So when I came home and bragged about it, she was very happy

. When she asked me why I had improved so much, I blurted out that it was all for her.

She was very touched, so much so that she hugged and kissed me. That hug and kiss were full of affection. But as a middle school student, my head was filled with nothing but textbooks and lust. So when she tried to let go of me, I hugged her back and asked what reward she had.

After she broke free from my ill-intentioned hug, she tapped my head and said,

"I'll give you a sty, you pervert."

Later that weekend evening, during our intimate time together, I had just undressed Mom and was about to mount her when she suddenly rolled over and lay on her back on the bed. She glanced at me and then closed her eyes. I experienced once again how powerful women are; they can tell their men what they want with just one look.

From that look in her eyes, I knew Mom was giving me permission to "face it off."

I carefully lay on top of her, my penis touching her lower abdomen for the first time. I placed my hands on her shoulders and involuntarily kissed her lips. Mom didn't flinch or dodge, letting me kiss her like that. Almost at the same time, I slowly began to thrust.

To be honest, the pleasure from Mom's lower abdomen wasn't as great as from her buttocks, since the "enveloping" feeling from her buttocks

was stronger. But what almost made me ejaculate was Mom's hands lightly resting on my waist, which gave me the illusion that I was really making love to her.

That night, I ejaculated three times on my mother's lower abdomen and pubic bone. The third time, I finally managed to overcome the intense pleasure and slowly enjoyed my mother's lower abdomen. However, not long after, when I kissed my mother again, I felt her lips part slightly, and a wet and smooth tongue came over.

Almost instinctively, I opened my mouth and met her tongue with mine. I didn't expect that the pleasure of French kissing my mother would be so intense that I ejaculated after only a few thrusts. After ejaculating, I was extremely tired and rolled off my mother and lay on my back on the bed.

Mom got up and looked at me. Seeing my satisfied yet tired smile, she cleaned me up a bit and then told me to go take a shower. Later, Mom said that having me hard against her lower abdomen wasn't very comfortable, which is why she only let me have sex once each time we were face-to-face.

Because that was the first time we did that, she wanted me to be satisfied. The third time, she knew I would last longer, but she didn't want me to last that long, so she used French kissing. However, she didn't expect that I would ejaculate after only a few seconds. She's still very proud of herself when she recalls it.

Although we didn't actually have sex, our secret little game went beyond the intimacy between most mothers and sons. But no matter how good her mood was, or how well I performed, Mom never let me take off her underwear. No matter how much I begged, Mom always gently but firmly refused my further requests.

Perhaps it was because I really couldn't bring myself to force her or say anything that would hurt her feelings. After all, the image of Mom crying loudly in my arms back then still haunted me. Besides, I was just a perverted little devil at the time, and Mom was merely a research subject I dragged into because of my curiosity about "sex."

I never intended to force her, let alone rape her. I swore I would never hurt her again, so I stopped testing her and accepted what she could give me at that time, accepting that was her bottom line.

However, besides Mom "helping" me, I also successfully "helped" Mom; because it was my birthday that time, Mom was very cooperative. After I ejaculated twice on her back and once in front, this unfilial child realized that day was also a day of suffering for mothers. So I decided to make Mom feel as good as me that night.

Just as Mom was about to get up to go to the bathroom, I hugged her and pulled her back onto the bed. She smiled and asked me if I wasn't satisfied yet. I didn't answer her, but just kissed her gently. Mom seemed to feel my love, and her half-closed eyes occasionally radiated tenderness.

After our lips parted, I whispered in her ear thanking her for everything she had done for me.

Mom's eyes seemed to glisten with tears.

I lifted her onto me, letting her lean against me, and begged her to grant me a request—a request that wouldn't involve taking off her underwear. Afraid she wouldn't agree, before she could even speak, I slipped my hand inside her underwear from behind, following the curve of her pink buttocks to cover half of her genitals. I didn't expect to hear a soft chuckle from Mom; I realized she hadn't offered any resistance from the start.

I tried to persuade her further, telling her she didn't need to do anything, just enjoy herself.

I felt her nod slightly.

I excitedly hugged her tightly.

Then I adjusted my position, first leaning against the headboard, then having Mom turn over so she sat between my legs, leaning against me. I examined Mom's profile from behind; her eyes were closed, and aside from a hint of shyness, she seemed quite calm.

I had her bend her legs, and gently stroked her abdomen with my left hand while simultaneously stroking the inside of her thighs with my right. After a while, I slowly slipped my right hand inside her underwear. The first thing I felt was her abundant pubic hair, each strand long and soft to the touch.

I didn't rush to conquer her genitals immediately; instead, I used my fingertips to gently stroke the area close to her labia until I felt her thighs slightly open. Only then did I place my palm on her vulva. The first sensation was warmth and tenderness. With gentle pressure, I tried to visualize her genitals.

Although there was a lot of hair, I could still feel that her labia majora were quite thick.

After a few touches, I noticed a spot that made her tremble; I guessed that was the clitoris.

So, alternating between my palm and fingers, from slow to fast, I gently rubbed, kneaded, squeezed, and pressed her vulva. Mom's legs, initially slightly parted, opened wider with the pleasure, but then slowly closed again, almost as if trying to trap my hand. At the same time, her body was gently twisting.

I don't know how long this went on, but suddenly her legs clamped my hand between them. For the next second, Mom seemed motionless, then from her lower abdomen down to her legs, she began to contract irregularly—not quite, but rather trembling, the frequency gradually decreasing over time.

I held her like that until she lifted herself off me, turned around, and gave me a deep, long kiss. Although it wasn't the first time Mom had kissed me first, it was the first time I felt like a true lover. Later, we each took a shower in her bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom, I lay down next to Mom, and she turned over and held me, falling asleep like that.

Besides me helping my mom with my hand, I also asked her to help me ejaculate with her hand. If her period happened to fall on a weekend during our "mother-son time," I would ask her to help me with her hand, because from past experience, I knew that my mom didn't like me touching her during her period.

This kind of intimate contact between my mom and me accompanied me through the extremely heavy workload of high school, allowing me to release psychological pressure on countless weekends. At the same time, my love for her as a woman grew deeper and deeper.

Finally, I faced the most important exam of my life. In order to concentrate, I moved back to my own room to sleep alone. Otherwise, with such a tempting woman beside me, I would never be able to concentrate, and my mom knew this. So when I made the request, my mom wasn't disappointed at all.

During those five months, besides ordinary care and greetings, I noticed that she dressed more conservatively, always wearing long pants. This didn't mean that my mom did anything to tempt me; she was just trying to prevent me from having such thoughts. She was overthinking it. Under the busy review and immense mental pressure, I simply had no interest in sex.

After the exams, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I spent the rest of the time going out shopping with my classmates; after all, they were each other's only true comrades-in-arms during those months. Naturally, after the exams, I had to fulfill all the grand ambitions I'd made during my grueling studies, like playing video games non-stop for three days and three nights. Besides catching up on all the comics, video games, and sports information I'd neglected because of the exams, I spent my days either playing sports with my classmates or shopping together.

In short, I was practically out every day for weeks

, returning home exhausted, showering, and then falling into a deep sleep.

Unbeknownst to me, I was neglecting my mother.

Two or three weeks later, she finally couldn't take it anymore and asked if I was free to go out for dinner with an old lady that weekend. At first, I stupidly asked, "Who is it?" Seeing that I didn't seem to be faking it, she glared at me and said, "Besides your old hag, who else could it be?"

Only then did I remember, and I said apologetically, "Mom... I've neglected you a bit these past few weeks... I'm sorry..."

"You little rascal, only just realizing? How are you going to make it up to me?"

I stammered for a while before remembering a German restaurant my classmate had taken me to that was quite good, and immediately suggested taking her there that weekend; Mom readily agreed.

That weekend, Mom dressed up deliberately; since I can remember, I'd never seen Mom look so beautiful; a thin-shouldered dress paired with a chiffon cardigan made her look even younger, and her light makeup complemented her outfit perfectly. Even though she was over forty, she looked like a newlywed young woman.

I stared at her, somewhat dumbfounded.

When Mom saw the dazed look on my face, she gave me a very satisfied look and said, "How about it? You won't be laughed at if you run into acquaintances, will you?"

"Mom...you look so beautiful like that...I never thought you could fit into a dress...ah!..."

Suddenly, I felt a tap on the head. "You mean Mom's usually not in good shape?"

I quickly clarified, "No, no, I just've never seen you dressed like this before. I never thought you could be so beautiful..."

Mom covered her mouth, laughing so happily and proudly. I don't remember what the food was like that night, only that my mind was filled with Mom's every smile and gesture. From that night on, Mom became a combination of a virtuous and loving mother and a beautiful woman in my eyes.

In the days that followed, my love for her grew stronger every day, and I finally made an important decision.

For this decision, I secretly contacted her girlfriends to plan a birthday surprise for her.

On Mom's birthday, she thought it would just be a simple celebration between mother and son, but she didn't expect to find all her friends, plus her sister and her boyfriend, at the restaurant.

That night, Mom was very touched and happy. Under the constant encouragement of those scary aunties, Mom drank quite a bit of red wine. These women can be quite frightening when they drink. Luckily, everyone shared the wine equally, otherwise, according to my original plan, I would definitely have been washing dishes at the restaurant.

During the dinner, the aunties kept mentioning how envious they were of Mom for having such a considerate son. After a few drinks, they became even more unrestrained, saying that with such a son, it was no wonder Mom didn't need to find a lover. I didn't dare utter a sound the entire time; they meant no harm, but I took it to heart.

Afterwards, my sister and her boyfriend went to see a movie, and Mom drove me home

. On the way, I suggested going to the mountains to see the night view, and Mom readily agreed.

It was a bit chilly on the mountain, but since Mom and I had both drunk some alcohol, we didn't feel cold.

I wasn't drunk at all, just a little flushed; by the lights on the observation deck, I could tell Mom was only slightly tipsy. But I can't forget the radiant beauty she exuded under the influence of the alcohol. She was like a blooming flower, radiating the charm and confidence of a fully mature woman. At that moment, I realized I had truly fallen in love with her. I'd

had similar feelings before, even in close relationships, but this time, I felt a deep certainty and security in my love for her. I was increasingly convinced that my next steps would be the right thing to do. After confirming that no one was around, I suddenly hugged Mom from behind. Mom let out a soft gasp, and as I had done countless times before, I inhaled her fragrance through my nose. Mom giggled, but made no attempt to push me away.

I took another breath and said, "Mom... I love you!"

I felt Mom seemed touched. She then pulled a soft hand from my arms and stroked my cheek, saying, "Yes, Mom loves you too."

I continued, "It's not that kind of familial love, I truly love you and want to have you for a lifetime."

After hearing this, Mom gently pulled away from my embrace, turned around, and looked at me with a very gentle gaze. I couldn't detect a trace of surprise on her face. Then I took out the small box I had prepared from my pocket, knelt down on one knee, and said with exceptional sincerity, word by word, "Meijuan, I love you, will you marry me?"

Looking back, it was indeed a cliché, but at that moment I noticed that my mother's eyes were filled with tears, and before I could ask her any further questions, she pulled me up and threw me into her arms. I hugged her, my heart filled with questions, not knowing whether she had agreed or not.

After a long silence, I heard my mother say softly, "Then what about our mother-son relationship?"
05-01
Mother's Chapter: Fucking My Beloved Mother's Lustful Wife's Cunt and Anus

Introduction:

"This is a true story. Although some parts have been embellished, because only

by adding details and enriching the content can a story become a novel. If you just take the original

content without embellishment, it's just a narration of the process, but it can never be a novel.

I can guarantee that half of this story is absolutely true. Because

the happy times I spent with my mother and father often appear in my mind, I've compiled it based on my memories, firstly to remember

my mother and father, and secondly to share my experiences and feelings with everyone. Jun'er's Note"

Chapter 1: The Hazy Days of Youth

I was born in a place in Northeast China. I can't remember many things from my childhood.

I don't know when I learned to "forget," but I know that forgetting doesn't mean

true betrayal. The happy times I spent with my mother, father, and family always frequently

appear in my mind, impossible to erase.

That was when I was very young. My father was a soldier, a very upright man, but with a rather rugged and bold personality, and

somewhat chauvinistic. He was stationed at the military base most of the year, leading troops and rarely able to come home, only

able to return for a few days during holidays.

Because our family was a military dependent, the local government allocated us a house, a one-and-a-half-room house.

(One room was the main room, and the other half was the corridor and kitchen.) Housing was very scarce at that time, and the local government simply

didn't have any extra houses to allocate. My father, being a very upright soldier, didn't know

how to , so the whole family had to squeeze into one room.

Later, when I grew up, our family built our own three-story house. My father was very happy and

would tell everyone he met, "My son is so capable; we now live in our own little house." But that's another story.

At night, the whole family slept on a single kang (heated brick bed). I was the only son in the family and the youngest, and

my mother doted on me, so I was naturally arranged to sleep at the head of the kang. In winter, the head of the kang was

warmer than the rest of the room, a fact that anyone who has lived in Northeast China knows.

My mother held me close, and we shared a large quilt. My eldest sister slept next to her, and my second sister next to her. I

began to understand matters between men and women at a very young age. That's because my mother was my sex education teacher.

My mother wasn't exactly a beauty. She was about 164 centimeters tall and weighed around 60 kilograms, with measurements of

35-28-36. She had full breasts and a curvy bottom, quite voluptuous, but didn't appear overweight. Her long, flowing black hair accentuated

her smooth, fair skin, which had a soft glow. Her lips were red and her cheeks were round; her full, rounded lips looked

very sexy. Her eyes weren't large, but they were dark, bright, and had a seductive look. She was the kind of person who, while not

immediately strikingly beautiful, always made you want to look again.

Her pair of full, large breasts, her round, firm buttocks, and her elastic, plump, snow-white thighs

all contributed to her mature and alluring figure.

When Dad came home to stay, I often woke up at night needing to pee. I would always see Mom wasn't

beside me. By the moonlight, I could see Mom and Dad in the same bed, and Dad's blanket would always be moving around

. I could also hear Dad and Mom breathing heavily.

Seeing this, I didn't dare get up to pee, afraid of disturbing Dad and them and getting scolded. I would wait until they stopped moving,

and then Mom would come back, lie down, and hug me. Only then would I dare to get up to pee.

My mother always slept naked at night, and influenced by her,

I also slept naked (and I still like to sleep naked to this day). Because my father was stationed in

the army most of the time, he rarely came home, and even when he did, he only stayed for a short time. So

it seemed that my mother's sexual desire was often unsatisfied with him.

I think this might be because my father didn't have much contact with women while in the army, so whenever he came home and

was intimate with my mother, she was never satisfied before he finished quickly. And he didn't care about my mother

's feelings and would fall asleep quickly.

When my mother came back to lie down next to me, she always seemed to sigh. Because I didn't fully understand

the relationship between men and women at the time, I couldn't fully understand my mother's feelings. When I came back from urinating, my mother would always

hug me tightly, let me touch her full, large breasts, and suck on her nipples, which were like grapes

.

Her hand reached down and touched my soft little penis. Because I was so young and

didn't understand anything, being held in my mother's arms and having my soft penis touched only felt comfortable, but it

only helped me fall asleep faster; I didn't think about anything else.

Perhaps because I was young, my mother didn't seem to hide anything from me. What I liked most

was secretly watching my mother wash her round, plump, lustful buttocks in a basin at night.

Every night, after my mother had settled my sisters and me down to sleep, she would

place the floor, then take off her underwear, revealing her white, round, plump, lustful buttocks, with thick, dark

pubic hair between her legs, fully displaying her vigorous sexual desire.

When Mom squatted down, her legs spread wide, revealing her plump, light brown vulva and dark pubic hair.

While she washed, I would always see her insert two fingers into her vulva, constantly twisting and probing.

Perhaps because of her strong libido and frequent masturbation, her labia were quite large,

and her vulva was wide open, exposing the tender red flesh inside.

When she twisted and probing inside with her fingers, Mom always looked very ecstatic. I would often

lie on the kang (heated brick bed) and secretly watch all of this.

Because we shared a room, whenever Mom changed her sanitary pads during her period, she would say to me

, "Jun'er, turn around." Then she would start changing the pads. Whenever I secretly turned my head and saw Mom

holding the used sanitary pad soaked with menstrual blood, I would feel my heart race, a strange excitement stimulating me.

If Dad was home, Mom would always lie in his bed for a while after washing,

and after a while, I could hear their rapid breathing. At first, I didn't understand why, but as I

grew older, out of curiosity, I started secretly watching what they were doing.

I remember one summer day, it was very hot. My father was passing through our area with his unit during a field training exercise and

stopped by to visit us, staying for two days. That night, as usual, my mother settled us down to sleep, then

used a basin of water to wash her round, plump buttocks. After washing them, she lay down next to me and we shared a

thin blanket. I pretended to be asleep without moving.

After a while, my mother saw that my sisters and I were all still and assumed we were fast asleep. She then lifted the blanket, her

naked buttocks crawling over where my sisters were sleeping and into my father's blanket. As soon as my mother left, I secretly opened my eyes and

watched she, with her naked buttocks, crawled into my father's blanket. After she got into my father's blanket, she also buried her head

in his blanket. Soon after, I heard my father's breathing become rapid.

Then Dad pulled back the covers, and I saw Mom sucking on his big, hard penis with one hand

, while her other hand was gripping her own plump, wet cunt. The light shone on Mom's large,

round, lustful buttocks, and the dark pubic hair on her thick cunt glistened. Glistening liquid flowed from her cleft, and

her entire plump, tender cunt was soaked with the flowing lustful fluid.

At this moment, Dad pulled his penis out of Mom's mouth, rolled over, and straddled her, pushing her

large breasts to one side. At the same time, Mom raised her smooth, round legs high, and I saw

Dad's lustful buttocks suddenly sink down, and with a soft "plop," his large, hard penis

was thrust into Mom's wet, lustful cunt.

Mom let out a soft "ah," and then Dad stuck out his buttocks and started thrusting his penis rapidly.

After a while, I heard a "gurgling" sound, like the sound we usually make when we lick and suck popsicles.

Because the lights were still on, I saw that my eldest sister seemed to be secretly watching them, and her hand seemed to be moving back and forth inside

, because the blanket covering her was moving slightly. My second sister, however, was sleeping soundly and didn't move at all. I heard

Dad whisper, "My slutty wife, you're so horny, don't you want me to fuck you?"

Mom also said, "Fuck me... I am... fuck me hard..." "Ah... ah... um... um... my

good husband... my dear husband... you're making me... ouch... oh... I'm coming..." After

about three or four minutes, I heard Mom say, "Oh... don't come, don't come,

I haven't come yet!" I saw Dad thrust twice on top of Mom, then lay still on

top . I heard Mom whisper, "Why did you come? I haven't come yet, it's

over so quickly! Sigh!"

At this time, Dad didn't say anything, he seemed very tired as he got off Mom, lay down to the side, and quickly

started snoring! Mom sighed softly, reached out to turn off the light, climbed over my sister's blanket, and

lay down next to me.

After lying down, Mom reached out a hand and ran it over my body, tightening the blanket on my side. After tidying up the blankets

, Mom's hand naturally pulled me into a hug, and then her whole body pressed against me.

This action caused her high, full breasts to rub against my naked body several times before

pressing tightly against me.

Mom had done this countless times before, but I never

felt anything then. Maybe my penis hadn't grown back yet, or maybe I was already very sleepy before falling asleep, and

being held in Mom's arms only helped me fall asleep faster; I wouldn't think about anything else.

But tonight I was particularly energetic, not sleepy at all, and I had just watched them having sex.

I was already quite aroused, my penis was hard and erect, and now, with my mother's full

breasts rubbing against me, I actually felt a strange sense of pleasure, like ants

crawling inside me, an itchy and slightly uncomfortable sensation.

I shifted my hips uncomfortably, and perhaps because of my movement, my mother shifted

her body , pressing her ample lower body tightly against mine. I felt the soft pubic hair under my mother's body

gently tickling my thighs as I moved, a ticklish sensation.

Then, my mother took my hand and placed it on her full breasts, gently pressing it, while her other

hand slowly moved across my stomach. However, I felt it moving lower and lower,

touching my penis.

Perhaps people from Northeast China are generally tall; by the time I was 12, I was already over 1.5 meters tall, and a few short, curved hairs had grown

on ! Whenever my classmates and I went to pee, I secretly

looked at their penises; their penises didn't have any hair yet! And my penis is actually

much bigger than theirs!

When I run in PE class, I can feel it rubbing against my thighs inside my pants. Whenever I

climb trees with my classmates, because I'm straddling the trunk with my legs, my penis is always squeezed.

Even through my pants, I can still feel a strange sensation—a feeling that's both uncomfortable and

somewhat anticipated.

When my mom touched my penis, I suddenly felt it get even bigger and painfully swollen. My

mom's hand stopped abruptly. I was terrified by this reaction. I was afraid my mom would scold me. In my fear, my penis slowly softened and shrank, and the swollen feeling disappeared. I had just breathed a sigh of relief when Mom suddenly grabbed my penis and gently stroked it up and down . She pulled me closer to her, murmuring softly, "You little rascal, how did this thing grow so big? Almost bigger than Dad's!" This time, Mom was the one moving; her wet, full lower body pressed against my thigh, rubbing slowly. My penis, made even larger by Mom's warm hand, which had been limp and crooked before, was now erect and pointing high . My penis swelled even more under Mom's caresses, and then Mom leaned close to my ear, gently biting my earlobe, making me even more aroused. Then, while one hand gently stroked my penis, the other hand grasped my hand and slid it from my full breasts down to my stomach , until it touched her soft pubic hair. Those were soft, very thick pubic hairs growing between my mother's legs on her lower abdomen. Because we had just finished having sex, the vaginal fluid flowing from her large, soft vagina made the pubic hair sticky and wet. My mother pressed my hand onto her sticky, wet vulva and rubbed it vigorously, softly saying, "It's so itchy, my good son, my sweet son, if only you could relieve my itch." My mother's hand gripped my penis and stroked it continuously. Each stroke brought me a wave of pleasure, a feeling that made my mind go blank. My penis was hard and swollen, and I felt like I needed to urinate. Lots of sticky fluid flowed from my mother's thick, wet vulva onto my hand, making it sticky and slippery. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I gently turned over to face my mother. As soon as she saw me turn over, she stopped moving and pretended to be fast asleep. Seeing her like this, I knew she was actually in great pain. So I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell ?" My mother immediately looked guilty, her expression stiffening, and she said dismissively, "Nothing. My dear son, why aren't you asleep yet? Go to sleep!" I added, "I wasn't asleep just now. I saw you and Dad doing *that *!" Hearing this, my mother hugged me tightly and whispered, "What did you see?" I touched my mother's vulva and said, "I saw Dad's pissing penis inside you ! It got so wet from Dad's penetration, and when he came out, you said, 'So fast, I haven't even had my turn yet!'" Hearing this, my mother's body jolted, and she paused for a long time. Then she clamped her round , soft legs tightly around my hand touching her vulva and said, "Silly child, do n't...don't... " "Tell others, Mom and Dad are having sex!" I asked, "Does having sex mean the man is on top of the woman and puts his penis in her vagina ? Why is that? You seem unhappy. If you're unhappy, why do it?" Mom said, "Well, silly child, how should I put it? Having sex is what people call fucking, it's the man putting his penis in the woman's vagina. Both men and women are happy. Actually, Mom is happy too, it's just that your dad doesn't last long enough. Mom doesn't really feel how long the pleasure lasts before your dad finishes , so Mom is a little unhappy. If we don't do it for a long time, I'll miss it, but your dad is rarely home, and the time he spends with Mom is always very short. So..." After saying that, Mom covered her head with the blanket, feeling very embarrassed. I reached out and stroked my mother's body , innocently saying, "Mom, when I grow up, I'll make you feel good!" As I spoke, I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth, gently sucking on her grape-like nipple . My mother hugged me tightly and said in a voice I could barely hear, "Son, this is n't right... I'm your mother, we're mother and son. If we do this, it's incest, and it's wrong for others to know... Oh!" "No one will know, I really love you, Mom! I don't want to see you in pain, I want you to be happy forever!" After a while, my mother whispered, "Doing that with Mom isn't okay, but you can touch Mom's private parts as you like, only touch. When you touch Mom, Mom feels so happy and joyful!" Hearing this, I used one hand to stroke my mother's full breasts, and the other hand gently kneaded my mother's thick, soft vulva. As I gently stroked her, my mother's genitals involuntarily twitched, her legs gradually parting to allow my fingers to probe between them. My fingers blindly slipped into the plump cleft, my mother's thick labia...

I gently pulled her breasts apart.

My mother also kneaded her other breast with one hand. I slowly inserted two fingers into her

plump, fleshy cleft, probing and teasing at will. My mother felt an unbearable itch and swelling inside her large, fleshy vulva, her body weak

and unable to move, her right hand still mechanically kneading her large breasts. "Ah! Good boy! So comfortable! Don't

stop! It's been so long since I've tasted this! Mommy is yours! My son! Ah!"

my mother whispered in my ear. My two fingers entered a warm, sticky place,

where there seemed to be a mysterious, alluring vulva. Like a little boy playing with a new toy, my fingers

curiously probed inside that "hole."

"Hmm...hmm..." My mother's breathing seemed to become more and more rapid under my probing. The hole seemed bottomless,

the surrounding flesh walls sticky and slippery, with some places appearing slightly protruding. I unconsciously began to thrust

my fingers in and out. Suddenly, Mom's breathing became more and more rapid. I forcefully dug two fingers into a slightly protruding spot

inside her vagina , probably the most sensitive part. "Oh... um!..." A current surged from her vagina to her uterus, and Mom experienced an orgasm she hadn't felt in years . Her whole body convulsed, biting the corner of the blanket: "Ah! I'm coming! I'm coming!..." "Ah... ah... move ! No! Don't... don't touch here! I can't take it... I can't take it... I beg you! Stop! Stop ! Ah... ah... ah!" Instead of stopping, I sped up my movements, my two fingers digging and scratching inside Mom's vagina. This caused Mom's whole body to spasm, her legs suddenly closing together, tightly gripping my fingers inside her vagina. I felt the inner walls contract rhythmically more than ten times. Mom seemed to have reached an unprecedented orgasm. The secretions from her vagina kept gushing out, covering my entire palm with sticky fluid. My mother, panting heavily, rubbed my penis with one hand while kneading her breasts with the other. Her large, voluptuous buttocks writhed in rhythm with my touch on her vulva, and vaginal fluid kept flowing out, wetting my arm and the base of my thighs. "Ah...ah...no more...son...no more...ah...Mom can't take it anymore...ah." My mother said quickly pressing my hand down to stop me from moving. I didn't care about anything else anymore, and I thrust my hand in forcefully. I felt my hand slip into my mother's large, voluptuous vagina, my hand tightly enveloped by the warm, tender flesh, unable to move any further. My mother's body seemed to be collapsing, her voluptuous buttocks shaking violently, and gushes of vaginal fluid , flowing down my hand. At this moment, my mother's hand gripping my penis began to move rapidly and tightly. Although my penis was still very immature, it was not too small, especially the glans, which was purplish-red. The color, as my mother 's hand continued to stroke it, turned inside out. Soon, my penis reached its limit, and I felt a tingling , electric-like sensation at the tip of my glans. An unprecedented pleasure surged from my penis into my brain. My mind went blank, and streams of uncontrollable fluid gushed from my urethra, all "peeing" onto my mother's hands and thighs… I don't remember much after that night, only vaguely recalling that after "peing," I quickly became sleepy. I felt my mother, seemingly exhausted, pull my hand out of her large, wet vagina, then tightly embrace me. In my hazy state, I felt my mother softly say to me, "Don't let anyone know not even your sister. Understand?" Although I didn't understand why my sister couldn't know, deep down I still thought it was best not to let her know; it was a secret between my mother and me. So I nodded and finally fell asleep in my mother's arms. Before falling asleep , I felt my mother still holding my penis, which was slowly starting to rest with its owner, and playing with it... Chapter Two: First Taste of Forbidden Fruit My father went back to the army on the third day, leaving only my mother, sister, and me at home. Since that day, my mother and I had a shared secret: our relationship was closer than before. My eldest and second eldest sisters and I had a very harmonious relationship since childhood. As the only boy in the family, I was always pampered my parents. My eldest and second eldest sisters also doted on me, never letting me do any chores, but frequently checking and correcting my homework, especially my eldest sister. The day after Dad left, Mom went to the market to buy groceries. My older sisters had already finished their homework, but mine wasn't. Mom asked my older sister to help me with . Only my older sister was at home helping me with my homework. After she saw that I had finished, she suddenly asked me, " What did Mom and you do last night? You were talking so softly and moving around so much!" I was stunned when she asked me that. I suddenly remembered that she hadn't slept that night either! I had promised Mom I wouldn't tell her about it, but I didn't know how to answer her. It wasn't until my older sister nudged me that I came to my senses and said, "Mom asked me to scratch her itch. She said she was very itchy!" I was always proud of this lie I made up because later my sister told me that she really believed it. Just as my older sister the fire and cook. I ran off to find my friends to play with. Just as I was about to run out the door , I heard Mom call out, "Don't go too far! Come home for dinner later!" I answered and ran out the door. Because I was only a 12-year-old child at the time, I didn't think about anything else when I was playing. I only thought about how to have fun. So, it wasn't that my relationship with Mom changed after that night of mutual caressing. Mom was still the same mom as always, and I was still that confused, playful boy who was loved by Mom but also often scolded by her. Night slowly fell again. Summer weather is always hot, but I didn't feel it at all, because at night, the daytime heat seemed to be absorbed by the earth, and gentle breezes brought a touch of coolness. After dinner, since we didn't have a television then, I sat beside my second sister on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) reading some storybooks. My eldest sister helped Mom with the housework and then chatted with Mom Seeing that it was already quite dark, Mom said, "Go to sleep, everyone. You have school tomorrow!"

Finally, it was time to sleep. I realized I'd been waiting for this moment all along. Everything was

the same : everyone took off their clothes, got into their respective blankets on the kang (heated brick bed), turned off the lights, and went to sleep. Of course, my mother and I

shared a blanket. My mother was completely open to me now; my hands could freely caress her

full breasts, squeezing her round, grape-like nipples, and every part of her body.

I held her waist with both hands, embracing her warm, smooth body, and I found my penis was erect

. I started to feel hot all over, and my hands, which were around my mother, began to wander,

groping her large breasts and big, shapely buttocks.

My mother lay there without moving, her face turned towards me, her eyes closed as if she were asleep. Then I buried my head under the covers,

opened my mouth, and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard on her grape-like nipple like a baby.

My mother remained motionless, letting me do whatever I wanted to her. My right hand slid down from my mother's breast, across her

soft belly, and between her legs. My hand touched a familiar patch of thick hair, then further down,

to that warm, soft spot. My fingers groped for that familiar little fleshy mound and began to rub it back and forth

.

My mother stirred, opening her eyes in the darkness. Her eyes shone brightly in the night. She

whispered in my ear, "You little rascal! When will you stop?"

My mother glared at me. I ignored her and continued my actions. The fleshy mound below her vulva became

increasingly sticky. I pressed my palm against the mound and used my index and

middle fingers together to find the spot, then inserted them into her warm, wet vulva. I rubbed my palm against my mother's clitoris while my index and middle fingers

probed and teased her vulva.

My mother's warm breath blew onto my face, and under the covers, her legs unconsciously bent

and spread wide apart. I used everything I knew, sucking hard on my mother's

two large nipples alternately. My mother, who had been quiet under the covers, began to grow increasingly restless. Suddenly, she

burrowed her head under the covers herself: "Have you touched enough?"

she whispered in my ear. I moved my fingers more excitedly, more and more sticky, lustful

fluid flowing from my mother's large, wet vagina, leaving a slippery layer on my fingers. My mother's breathing became

increasingly rapid under the covers. She whispered in my ear, "Your sisters are here! They'll hear us,

and it'll be terrible if they hear us!" Meanwhile,

one of her hands was under my penis, gently stroking it. My mother and I peeked out from

under the covers to listen. Perhaps because a lot of time had passed, my two older sisters' conversation had long since stopped, and we could

hear their deep breathing as they slept.

"Hehe, they're all asleep, they won't hear us," I whispered in my mother's ear. "You little

rascal !" my mother gently scolded. I pressed my hand against my mother's vulva and asked, "Mom, where is this?"

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...vagina...this is Mom's vulva..." my mother gasped. The room was dark

, so I couldn't see my mother's face, but I imagined it must be very, very red. I

had never . She was different from the housewives I knew; my mother was usually reserved and

dignified, even more cultured than some of the teachers at our school.

Hearing these words from my mother's mouth aroused me even more! Of course, it wasn't until after I got married

that I realized women only act like this when they're intimate with a man. I also felt my two fingers, which were probing inside my mother's vulva,

becoming increasingly wet and sticky, and I could feel sticky fluid

slowly flowing out of the opening.

"Mom, can I eat your vulva?" I asked softly, stopping my finger insertion amidst my mother's soft moans

. "Jun'er... my Jun'er..." Mom looked down at my face. "My Jun'er has actually done something to

his mother..." Mom gasped. "Eat, Jun'er, eat, Mom will let you eat." Mom bit my

ear and said softly, "Come on..."

Mom lay on her back in the quilt, panting. Then I felt Mom's legs spread apart and bent under the quilt

, and the quilt was pushed up.

"Come on top of Mom," Mom whispered. Excited and curious, I obediently turned around and lay on top of Mom from

the front . My face was between Mom's legs, her bent legs

spread apart on either side of my head.

I felt Mom's thick, soft pubic hair brush against my face, tickling my face and mouth. I

felt a warm current from Mom's vulva hitting my face, and then I smelled a

faint smell of urine and fishy odor.

It was a woman's unique scent, and I naturally stuck out my tongue, first licking Mom's plump, wet

vulva dozens of times. My tongue continued to lick Mom's plump vulva... I licked and rubbed the tender opening of her cunt, then

stuck my tongue inside. My mouth sucked up a lot of the vaginal fluid flowing from my mother's cunt.

Her fluid had a faint, fishy, fishy smell, probably her own. Anyway,

it tasted amazing.

I curled my tongue into a stick shape and squeezed it into the middle of my mother's cunt, scraping against

the tender flesh inside. I slowly pushed hard with the tip of my tongue. My mother was now going crazy,

moaning incessantly, "Don't stop, harder... Ah!!!!!!!!!"

My mouth and face were covered in vaginal fluid, salty, sticky, and fishy. I sucked a lot of it into my mouth and then swallowed

it. My mother's plump, wet cunt was constantly secreting mucus, which mixed my saliva, mucus

, and already wet, messy pubic hair into a clump, making a squeaking sound as I sucked.

"No, Jun'er! You... oh... don't lick Mommy's pussy anymore, Mommy's pussy is so itchy!"

At this moment, I used my fingers to pull Mommy's thick labia apart and stuck my tongue into her wet, plump

pussy. Waves of fluid kept gushing from deep within her cunt, and Mommy's clitoris swelled up, protruding from

the top of her hairy cunt.

My tongue moved upwards a little, like a seasoned cunt licker, sucking on Mommy's already

erect . Mommy grabbed my head tightly from behind with both hands, then twisted her large, voluptuous buttocks, pressing her

wet, cunt tightly against my face.

"Oh... Mommy wants you to lick my pussy, wants you to lick my pussy hard, oh... lick Mommy's pussy, Jun'er!"

"Oh, eat it, eat it hard, Mom, I can't take it anymore!"

I kept licking and licking, then I stuck my fingers into my mother's slightly

loose, swollen pussy, which was swollen with excitement. My mother shuddered as if she had been electrocuted. At that moment, her son, I, was licking her

clitoris while using my fingers to thrust in and out of her wet pussy.

I held my mother's erect clitoris in my lips and licked it vigorously, while my fingers quickly

went in and out of her plump, soft pussy. My mother felt a fluid vibrating deep inside her, and

the pleasure from her nipples and pussy quickly spread throughout her body.

She floated up, uncontrollably floating, while her son continued to lick and eat her pussy. "Eat it,

Jun'er! Oh... lick it, lick your mother's pussy! I'm going to fly...!"

Her plump, wet pussy convulsed and spasmed, and then she sprayed a mouthful of my juices. Without a second thought, I

swallowed it all. Even now, I often savor that fishy, salty taste—

it was so wonderful! I kept licking and sucking her clitoris while simultaneously thrusting into her cunt, slowly drawing my mother

to the peak of arousal.

The climax subsided a minute later. Now, deep inside my mother's cunt, there was a tingling and itching sensation, a

feeling I had never experienced before. This is what my mother told me later.

When my mother loosened her tightly clenched legs, she gasped again as her legs parted. My fingers found

that "fun" hole once more, and the re-insertion of my fingers felt the sticky fluid inside. I started

thrusting my fingers in and out again…

My two fingers were inserted into that soft, sticky cunt, and I heard my mother's rapid breathing. I teased

that warm, wet cunt, seemingly without end. My mother's breathing grew more and more rapid. Lying in bed

, my mother's eyes were tightly closed, her lips were bitten tightly, and she silently let me touch her most mysterious place.

Two of fingers were covered in a sticky layer of vaginal fluid.

I didn't know why that sticky fluid was flowing out whenever I moved, but I

noticed that my mother's plump vulva seemed even more swollen. The "hole" also seemed much larger.

"Hmm..." My mother started to twist her body restlessly. I tried inserting a third finger, then

a fourth. "Ah... um... ah..."

My mother unconsciously started to twist her head. I became even more excited and kept moving my hand in and

out. My mother's moans made me even more intoxicated. Then, just like that night, I slowly put one of my hands

into my mother's plump vulva.

"Ah... ah... um... God... ah..." My mother's raised and spread legs stiffened.

Then I felt my mother bite the corner of the blanket tightly again, and soft moans came from her nose.

I felt that the fluid inside her vulva was increasing. I could

almost .

"Mmm...mmm..." My mother's mouth quickly emitted a low moan near my ear. I didn't know

why my mother was making that "mmm" sound. Was she in pain?

I wondered to myself as I used one hand to "play" with my mother's opening.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." My mother's breathing became heavier and heavier, and I felt my hand, which was probing

inside becoming increasingly wet and sticky. It seemed as if some kind of fluid was slowly seeping out of her opening.

"Mom, does it hurt?" I finally stopped my hand thrusting amidst my mother's "mmm" moans. My mother didn't

speak; she bit the corner of the blanket in the darkness. Later, I learned that

when a woman's sexual organs are intensely stimulated and she reaches orgasm, her whole body tenses up, then convulses, and her mind reaches the peak of excitement, resulting in a blankness, an expression of

ecstasy and intoxication. What appears to be pain is actually extreme pleasure.

"Jun'er... Mom's Jun'er..." Mom looked down at my face, and in the darkness I saw her

bright eyes. "Mom's Jun'er can actually do it to Mom..." Mom gasped. "Mom doesn't hurt, Jun'er, you

can do it, Mom will let you do it..." Mom suddenly bit my ear, speaking softly.

"Silly son, Mom feels good." Mom whispered in my ear. Hearing Mom's last

words I still didn't understand. "How can Mom feel good when I'm touching her pussy like this? If she feels good, why

is she moaning like she's sick?" Another question arose in my mind. But no matter what, no longer

worried about Mom, I started playing like that again.

If Mom's moans at the beginning were still somewhat suppressed, she was now completely letting go.

"Hmm... Ahh... Hmm... Ah..." Mom's two round thighs were crossed and spread apart below, and Mom held me tightly

with her hands . I gradually felt excited from the woman's moans, and my hand going in and out

was no longer just curious playing.

"Ah... Jun'er... Ah... Jun'er..." Mom's legs seemed to stiffen as she parted.

"Jun'er, you're so good at... doing this, Jun'er..." Mom gasped softly

, biting the corner of the blanket. I was thrusting vigorously with my hand when Mom suddenly grabbed my already hard penis. Mom's hand gripped my

hard penis and rapidly stroked it up and down.

"Jun'er... fuck Mom, Jun'er... Mom can't take it anymore." Mom said

urgently, . I didn't understand what Mom meant for a moment amidst her panting.

"No more... Jun'er... Mom can't take it anymore..." Mom moaned softly with her eyes closed. She suddenly

opened her eyes, biting her lip tightly, "Fuck Mom, Jun'er..." Mom said softly, looking at me.

"Come on...lie on top of Mom," Mom said. Excited and curious, I obediently moved over and lay

on top of Mom from the front. My face was above Mom's face, her legs spread

apart on either side of my buttocks, and my hard penis was pressed between her legs.

I lay on top of Mom, my hands still holding her full breasts, and Mom's face beneath me was

a fiery red even in the darkness. My penis was pressed between Mom's legs, and the head of my penis could feel the presence of Mom

's pubic hair. At this moment, Mom's hand reached over from the side and grasped my hard penis.

My hard penis was guided by Mom's hand to touch a wet, sticky, soft, and warm place.

"Mmm..." Mom's breathing became rapid, and the head of my penis felt something sticky.

"Put it in," Mom said. I unconsciously thrust it in hard.

"Oh!" Mom groaned softly, and my entire hard penis was inserted into a soft,

"Warm, moist, and sticky!" Mom groaned softly. My body lay on top of Mom's full figure,

experiencing the indescribable pleasure emanating from her tightly wrapped penis.

After a long while, Mom's body finally moved. She bit her lip and said, "Silly boy."

She wanted to speak but held back, placing one hand on my buttocks and gently patting it. I didn't understand

what she meant, or rather, I didn't notice at all, just immersed in that indescribable pleasure. This pleasure

was many times stronger than when I "inserted" Mom's vagina with my hand!

Mom was breathing heavily, and if it were daytime, I could clearly see the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Jun'er, move a little..." Mom said softly, panting heavily. I

still , but Mom told me to move, and that indescribable pleasure made me

move my hard penis inside Mom without really understanding what was happening. At first, it wasn't really thrusting, but just pulling it out

a little and then pushing it back in. The head of my penis rubbed against the plump, tender walls of my mother's vagina,

sending making me feel like I was on cloud nine!

Having tasted the sweetness, I didn't need my mother to say anything more; I just kept

thrusting my penis in and out of her mysterious, horny vagina! My mother bit her lip, closed her eyes, and just spread her legs, letting me thrust in and out. But

after a while, she loosened her lip.

"Mmm..." I heard my mother moan again.

Like doing push-ups in gym class at school, I thrust harder and harder, driven by curiosity and excitement.

"Mmm...ah...ah...mmm..." My mother's lips moved, moaning as if in a dream. I was

even more excited by her voice; my first time with a woman, I forgot everything and repeated

the movements like a robot.

"Ah...ah...mmm...God...ah..." My mother's legs, raised high, stiffened from my thrusting. Then,

her moans grew louder and louder. I felt her cunt getting wetter and wetter, and my cock was moving in and out effortlessly,

going in incredibly fast. You know, I always got a perfect score on push-ups in PE class at school.

"Ah...ah...um...ah...ah..." Mom was moaning incessantly as I fucked her. Listening

to her moans, I pulled my cock out and then thrust it in all the way. The intense pleasure made me lose control.

Ignoring her panting, I thrust in and out with large, sweeping movements.

In my extreme excitement, I suddenly shivered. Less than two minutes later, I felt a tingling sensation spread from my cock

throughout my body, a spasm in my lower abdomen, and that urgent, uncontrollable urge to urinate returned.

I trembled and collapsed onto Mom, my cock deep inside her cunt, and my semen gushed out

like a burst dam—I "peed."

Unlike usual urination, this time it gushed out in spurts, the "pee" spraying wave after wave

deep into Mom's cunt. While I was urinating, Mom didn't move; her body seemed stiff. After I ejaculated,

I collapsed onto Mom. Only after I finished, my body limp and I lay on top of her, did she finally let out

a sigh of relief.

To be precise, this first time with Mom wasn't very long, but for

a boy it was pretty much over. Of course, at that time, I didn't understand any of this. After urinating, I just felt

a little tired and lay on Mom, not wanting to move. Mom gently stroked my head, not saying a word

for a long time . I finally lay down next to Mom, and she was still stroking my head.

"Mom," I said.

"Mmm," Mom's voice was languid. "

Mom, are you happy?" I asked.

"Happy!" Mom answered.

"Really?"

"Really, the happiest I've ever been! You're better than your dad!" Mom said.

"Mom, what were we doing just now?"

"What do you think?" Mom's face smiled in the darkness.

"Mom, we were fucking, weren't we?" I said.

"You little rascal!" Mom flicked my nose. "What do you think?"

"Yes, I know!" I said confidently.

Mom didn't speak. Mom and I were face to face. Mom bit her lip, and this

rare made me, a mere ten-year-old, stare blankly.

"Son, besides your father, I've never let any other man touch this place. Mom only let you...

touch...!" Mom's face flushed again. I hugged Mom, and I could hear her

heartbeat . Mom whispered in my ear, "Besides your father, this is the first time Mom's pussy has

been fucked by another man."

My hands were tightly clamped between Mom's legs. "Mom!" In my excitement, I still didn't understand what Mom

meant. "I'm your own mother! Jun'er." Mom still had her legs clamped together, her hand touching my little buttocks. "What about

my own mother ?" I asked stupidly, not understanding anything. Mom paused and didn't say anything.

"Will you tell anyone about Mom letting you fuck me?" Mom asked again, seemingly lost in thought. In the darkness, I

shook my head, my head touching Mom's chin.

"And what about your father? Will you tell him?" I hesitated, then shook my head firmly again. Mom didn't

speak In the darkness, she hugged me tighter. After all, I was still just a child then,

and soon I became sleepy from exhaustion. I clung to Mom's warm body and drifted off to sleep.

The next day, Mom got up early, prepared breakfast, and sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed),

fanning herself gently. Looking at her sleeping son, Mom realized that their incestuous relationship had begun.

Recalling the night before, when her son inserted his penis into her long-dormant cunt, giving her his first time,

the sensation of her tender flesh being rubbed by his penis brought her incredible stimulation and excitement.

However, although she felt a little shy and excited, the intense desire she had felt the night before had faded.

Her mind was filled with the thought of having sex with her son.

How could a woman have sex with her own flesh and blood?

Before the incestuous relationship between the mother and son could resume, this might be her last

chance to end it. She could explain to her son that she had lost control last night and had seduced him into doing something unspeakably

immoral.

Her son was a good child; he should be able to forget what happened the night before, and he wouldn't do it with his mother again.

Mom had sex. But then she realized it was impossible. Her nipples were painfully hard, and

her cunt was wet and throbbing, all proving the intensity of her desire.

"God, help me, I still want him to fuck me!" Mom thought to herself, her

face flushed with excitement as she reached under the sheets, slid up her son's thighs, and grabbed his penis. My penis

slowly hardened in Mom's hand, throbbing slightly and rhythmically, and soon it

was fully erect. I lay on my back, moaning in my sleep.

Mom recalled the night she and her son had caressed and fucked her, and felt a thrill of excitement,

her cunt itching, but also a vague, indescribable apprehension.

The sun was blazing, but it was still early morning, and a cool breeze blew in through the window, ruffling Mom's long hair,

instantly dispelling most of her worries.

Several flowerpots outside the window were in full bloom, with bees buzzing around them. Mom stared

blankly at it all, thinking about everything that had happened last night, and sighed softly. "Ah, being a woman like me

is really not easy...

" "Mom, what are you thinking about?" Her older sister, Guiying's, voice startled her. Mom quickly pulled her

hand from under the covers, which was holding her son's penis, and turned around, saying, "Nothing. Get up, quickly wake your sister and

brother up to wash their faces and eat breakfast. They can go to school after they eat."

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?" her sister asked as she dressed.

"No!"

"Then why did I hear you moaning last night? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah... um... um... my stomach hurt a little last night, but it's better now, it doesn't hurt anymore!" Mom

said, her face slightly flushed.

"Oh." After waking my second sister, my older sister came to the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) where I slept and called out, "Little brother, get up quickly,

eat your meal so you can go to school!" She

then yanked the sheet off me. In that instant, time

seemed to stand still, second by second. My

sister me, naked and sprawled on the messy, semen-stained sheets.

The first thing they saw was my huge penis, which my mother had already touched and hardened. My

thick , young penis was swollen and almost purple, with prominent veins. As my sister and mother stared

at my large penis, my mother immediately felt her vagina become wet, watching my huge, hard penis

tremble against my lower abdomen.

My sister stood there, stunned, her eyes fixed on my penis, her mouth slightly open,

breathing rapidly. It was my mother who noticed my sister staring blankly at my penis as if possessed.

Seeing my sister's dazed expression, Mom quickly covered me with the blanket again, stroking my

face with her soft hands, and said, "What time is it? Jun'er, get up! Time to eat! You'll be ready for school after you eat."

My eyes were flaring; I couldn't sleep any longer. I groggily turned over and woke up, getting up from the bed

as Mom helped me get dressed. My mind involuntarily drifted back to what had happened between Mom and me last night.

As I turned to get dressed, I looked at Mom's face. She was no different than usual. Her long

hair was neatly combed, and her face was still as fair and tender as ever.

My sister stared blankly at my erect penis, which was still bulging even though I was wearing underwear.

The small underwear didn't cover it at all; the large head of my penis was

still sticking out. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She looked down at the messy sheets, then turned to look at Mom's slightly flushed

face, said "Oh," and giggled.

Mom blushed and smacked my older sister, saying, "You brat, what are you laughing at? Get up and wash your face and eat!

Eat so you can go to school, or you'll be late!"

I got up, dressed, and ate the breakfast Mom had prepared for me with my sisters. Only my sister

occasionally exchanged a knowing glance with Mom and chuckled softly, while I just kept stuffing my stomach. My second sister

looked at my older sister and then at Mom and asked, "What are you laughing at? What's making you laugh like that?"

Before Mom could say anything, my older sister immediately said, "Nothing, just eat!"

Then she glanced at Mom again. Mom blushed and kept putting food on our plates, urging us to eat quickly.

We hurriedly finished our breakfast, said goodbye to Mom, and went to school with our backpacks. When I came outside,

I felt the air was exceptionally fresh. I took a deep breath, but my older sister gave me a mischievous smile

before leaving with my second sister and her other friends. My best friend Xiaohua and I skipped and hopped to school,

entered our classroom, and sat in our seats.

Lost in thought about my mother's full, voluptuous buttocks and breasts from the night before, I was completely oblivious to the lesson. When the class monitor called for

everyone to stand , I was still sitting in my chair. It was only when my deskmate kicked my chair leg that I snapped out of it. I immediately

stood up, joined everyone in saying "Hello, teacher," and then sat back down.

The morning passed in a daze, and I have no idea what the teacher talked about. Finally

, school was over. I hurriedly grabbed my backpack, ignoring my best friend Xiaohua, with whom I always walked to and from school, and

rushed home.

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