Nezha's history of promiscuity

Don't ask me why I have such a strange name. "Na" isn't my surname. To be precise, my surname should be Li, the Li of Li Jing. I don't like this surname or this name at all, just as I don't like the person named Li Jing. I was born with two treasures: the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) and the Qian
Kun Quan (a magical ring). People say I'm a reincarnation of a celestial being, but I don't care at all. Li Jing cares, but he doesn't believe I'm a reincarnation of a celestial being; he thinks I'm a demon. This man named Li Jing, the commander of Chen Tang Pass, is my father. Although he's a general of the imperial court and receives a salary from the court, he never seems to be as diligent as other generals in training soldiers or fighting bandits. What he's passionate about is cultivating his Taoist arts and wandering around the city aimlessly. He'll put on that nauseating smile and try to strike up a conversation with anyone he meets. Whenever I see the fat on his face when he smiles obsequiously, I can't help but feel like vomiting.
Strangely enough, the people of Chentang Pass seemed to be complete fools. They all idolized Li Jing, treating him like a hero wherever he went, praising him for "loving the people like his own children." At these times, his smile grew even brighter, which only made me feel more disgusted.
Only two people in the entire Chentang Pass didn't respect him: my mother, Chen, and myself. Whenever Li Jing saw my mother, all the arrogance and high spirits he displayed in front of the people vanished. He became subservient, even worse than a servant, his face still bearing a forced smile, but filled with embarrassment, as if he owed my mother something immensely.
Speaking of my mother, she was the most beautiful woman in Chentang Pass, even before she married Li Jing. After 15 years and three sons (I have two older brothers, Jinzha and Muzha, but Li Jing sent them to learn from immortals), she was still the most beautiful woman in Chentang Pass. Even though she never used makeup, her skin was still so smooth and fair. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her eyes were captivating, her nose was soft, and her lips were rosy. Her features were perfectly proportioned. Unfortunately, the rest of my mother's skin was always covered up, and I never saw it.
Li Jing was helpless against his mother's disobedience, but it was different with me. Because I was nominally his son, he could punish me according to those damned family rules and ancestral regulations for the slightest disobedience. However, until now, he had never actually had the chance to use any family discipline on me. The reason was that I had a loyal follower, A-Zhong, and an incredibly loving mother. Whenever Li Jing was about to use family discipline, A-Zhong could always bring my mother in the shortest time. Upon seeing my mother, Li Jing's imposing manner would subside, and it would always end with my mother holding me in her arms and scolding Li Jing. The soft, warm feeling of snuggling in my mother's arms was so wonderful, so I often deliberately picked fights with Li Jing for this reason. My mother sometimes found it strange; she would often say to me, "You and your father, how come you're like enemies?" I wouldn't answer.
Days passed, and my 15th birthday was approaching. In layman's terms, that meant I could get married. That day at the dinner table, my mother teased me by talking about getting married. I said, "I don't want to get married, I just want my mother." My mother's face turned bright red, and she scolded me in a coquettish voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? People will laugh themselves to death if they hear you." Then she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. I laughed along with her, but when I glanced at her, I saw that Li Jing's face was ashen, his eyes filled with malice, staring intently at me. When he noticed my mother looking at him, he immediately put on a fake smile and said, "What nonsense." I couldn't laugh anymore. It
was already late at night, and Ah Zhong was already fast asleep on the small bed next to me, but I couldn't fall asleep. The summer night wasn't hot at all, but I always felt uncomfortably hot all over. Also, Li Jing's fierce appearance at the dinner table during the day kept replaying in my mind. I didn't know why an unintentional remark had provoked such a strong reaction from him. Since I couldn't sleep anyway, I decided to get up and walk around. I gently opened the door, but seeing the complete darkness outside, I hesitated. Then I went back to my bedside and felt for the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) and Qian Kun Quan (another magical ring), putting them on. Although I still didn't know the true function of these two so-called treasures, the faint red light emitted by the Hun Tian Ling and the soft white light of the Qian Kun Quan were quite useful for going out at night
. They were more convenient than carrying a lantern and less likely to be spotted by the patrolling servants. I walked around the inner hall for a short while, only to find that the maids who were usually on night duty were nowhere to be seen. "These servants, slacking off again," I thought. But this was convenient for me; I could walk around openly without fear of being discovered.
In a daze, I found myself heading towards my mother's bedroom, only realizing what I was doing when I was almost there. "What am I doing? Mother must be asleep already. Even if I wanted to be affectionate, I'd have to wait until tomorrow morning." I shook my head and smiled helplessly, then prepared to go back to my room to sleep. But the rustling sounds coming from near my mother's bedroom made me stop in my tracks. Listening closely, I could hear barely perceptible voices.
"Could a thief have broken in? Oh no!" It was probably too late to find the servants now. I touched the Qiankun Ring around my neck and the Hun Tian Ling around my waist, and mustered my courage to walk quietly towards my mother's bedroom. Some light shone from my mother's bedroom. Using that faint light and my superhuman eyesight, I saw several people crouching at the door of my mother's bedroom, muttering something under their breath. Were they thieves? I quietly moved closer. Huh? Aren't those Xiao Cui, Xiao Lian, and Xiao Huan, who are supposed to be on night duty tonight? Why aren't they on duty? What are they doing crouching here in my mother's bedroom?
I didn't want to disturb the maids, so I crouched down against the wall, hiding the Qiankun Ring and Hun Tian Ling in my clothes to avoid the maids seeing the light. I wanted to hear what they were doing.
"Xiao Huan, you brat, are you horny again? You just saw her the day before yesterday, and now you're dragging me here again." This was Xiao Lian saying.
"Go away, you're the same way." Xiao Huan replied.
"But our Madam truly deserves to be called the most beautiful woman. Even though the Third Young Master is so grown up, his figure is still so alluring, and his skin is so good. Even I can't help but want to touch him." This was Xiao Cui.
"It's a pity our Master isn't good enough, otherwise it would be even more exciting, hehe. If your Qiang-ge and Madam could have a good time, that would be truly interesting."
Xiao Lian said. "Go away, be careful the Master and Madam hear you and they'll beat you to death." Xiao Cui said.
Several maids were peeking into the room while whispering lewd words. Although I didn't understand much about matters between men and women, I had heard maids and servants joke around a lot and knew a little bit. Hearing these servants defile my highly respected mother, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and was about to go forward and beat these maids up. To my surprise, the two treasures wrapped in my clothes suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire outer room. I was startled, and the light quickly faded.
The three maids were also startled by the sudden flash. Xiao Huan said, "Did you...did you see a flash?" Xiao Cui said, "You...you saw it too?" Xiao Lian said, "Could it be a ghost?" The three of them looked at each other for a moment, then scrambled out of the room, leaving me standing in the corner, holding the two treasures, dumbfounded.
After a while, my attention gradually shifted from the treasures' purpose to my mother's bedroom. Just how beautiful was my mother's body that made the maids, who were also women, so envious? My curiosity grew stronger, but the thought of myself also trying to peep at my mother while she slept made my face burn. I felt it was wrong; after all, she was my own mother, and it seemed unreasonable for a son to peep at his mother's body. But I couldn't stop myself from moving towards the door of my mother's bedroom.
I lifted the curtain and peered through the crack in the door. The bed wasn't directly facing the door, so I could only see the back half, not the headboard. The first thing I saw was a fat, naked body on the outside of the bed, and I felt a wave of nausea: it was Li Jing. Li Jing was lying on his side, seemingly not asleep. His right hand was obscured by his body, but it appeared to be constantly moving. I couldn't see my mother's body at all, and I was greatly disappointed. Just as I was about to leave, I heard Li Jing's voice: "Good madam, please let me try again. This time I'm sure I can succeed." My mother grunted and didn't speak. Li Jing pleaded again: "Good madam, I recently had a friend in court bring me some barbarian medicine. I heard that even ordinary people can fight for three hours after taking it. Please let me try it, okay?" My mother seemed to hesitate for a moment, then hummed in agreement.
Li Jing, as if receiving a royal decree, hurriedly propped himself up, turned, got out of bed, and ran to the nearby cabinet to rummage for the medicine. This was the first time in my life I had seen my mother's naked body, the beautiful body of my own mother who gave me life and raised me.
My mother was lying on her side, slightly turned outwards. I couldn't see her head and neck, and her breasts were covered by a pale pink bodice. However, this view was already a great enjoyment for me: the diamond-shaped bodice wasn't large, only covering her navel, so her abdomen and slender waist were fully visible. Her fair and smooth skin was even more alluring in the flickering candlelight. Below her waist was her slightly protruding belly, which seemed to tremble with her breathing. One of my mother's jade-like legs stretched out to the side of the bed, covering the area below her abdomen, but this position allowed me to see her entire beautiful leg clearly. From her snow-white thigh to her beautiful calf, it drew an exceptionally beautiful arc, extending all the way to her ankle. My mother's feet were also exceptionally beautiful, with long, delicate toes that were neatly arranged together, making the whole foot appear exquisite and translucent.
Suddenly, a fire seemed to surge within my lower abdomen, as if searching for a way to break free. Each time this fire struck my lower abdomen, my genitals swelled a little more. In a short while, my genitals had created a noticeable tent in my thin silk shorts, and it was throbbing restlessly. My mother, waiting on the bed, seemed a little annoyed and said in a coquettish voice, "Does taking medicine take so long? If you can't take it, you're not allowed to sleep in the bed tonight." I heard Li Jing say, "It's good, it's good, hey, hey, get up, get up!" His voice was full of joy. Then I saw a fat body run to the bedside. Li Jing, with his belly protruding, said to my mother, "Madam, look, it's very hard." I couldn't help but look curiously at Li Jing's lower body. Sure enough, a thick, black thing was already erect, almost touching his belly, but the length... I couldn't help but laugh out loud. That thing was short and thick, and it really looked a lot like Li Jing.
My mother, however, didn't seem to think so. There was even a hint of surprise in her voice: "Really. The barbarian's medicine really does work." Li Jing chuckled lewdly, pouncing on the bed like a hungry tiger, instantly pressing down on my delicate mother. A pang of heartache shot through me; wouldn't Li Jing crush my mother's fragile body?
Li Jing braced himself on the bed, swaying his hips from side to side, saying, "Good wife, I'm coming in." Then, with a downward thrust, his lower body pressed tightly against my mother's. My mother cried out, grabbing Li Jing's arms, then seemed to exhale from deep within her throat: "So...so hard, so thick..." Encouraged by my mother, Li Jing seemed delighted, his lower body thrusting wildly, and judging from the sounds, he seemed to be kissing her incessantly. The two on the bed were engrossed in their activities, but I felt utterly bored. How could my mother accept something as ugly as Li Jing with such pleasure? Calming myself down, watching my own lower body slowly return to normal, I sighed softly and prepared to leave.
Just as I turned and took a step, Li Jing's voice came through the crack in the door: "Ah, Madam, you're so tight today, I... I can't hold back..." My mother said, "What... oh? So fast again?" My heart skipped a beat, and I turned to look through the crack in the door again.
Li Jing's large body was no longer moving; I could clearly hear his heavy breathing from where I was. My mother was motionless. After a while, my mother let out a long breath, and I saw a fair hand push Li Jing's body away. Then my mother sat up, and I could finally see her upper body clearly.
The little bodice she was wearing just now had probably been torn open by Li Jing; only a thin strip of cloth at the back kept the bodice hanging on her chest. As my mother sat up, the upper part of the bodice slipped down, revealing two adorable white rabbits before my eyes. Were those the life-giving springs I had played with and sucked on countless times as a child?
Her high, round, white breasts, now tinged with a faint pink, seemed to move with life with her breathing, the two delicate nipples like freshly peeled water chestnuts… My lower body began to throb again.
My mother's face was now unusually pale. "Is this all you can do after taking the medicine?" she coldly glanced at Li Jing. Li Jing seemed speechless, stammering for a moment before saying, "Madam, but… maybe it's because it's my first time taking this medicine, and I don't understand its effects. Besides, you're so… so tight today… let me rest a bit more, and try again." My mother ignored him, snorted, and got out of bed, squatting on the toilet at the foot of the bed. "Does Mother need to urinate?" Looking at my mother's round, snow-white buttocks facing me, I felt a throbbing in my lower body, as if something was about to burst forth. I quickly took a few deep breaths to suppress the urge. A moment later, Mother stood up, took out a cloth, and wiped her crotch. I could vaguely see the mysterious world between her legs, and a surge of heat rushed to my head again. Strangely, I didn't hear the sound of her urinating.
After wiping herself, Mother picked up a skirt and put it on, then fastened her bodice and walked to the table in the middle of the room, blowing out the candle with a "poof." I heard soft footsteps in the room, and then Li Jing asked, "Where are you going, Madam?" Mother's voice sounded from beside the door: "I'm going to call Xiao Huan to empty the chamber pot. Do you still want this filth to stay until tomorrow morning?" Then came the sound of the door latch being pulled and the door opening.
I was startled and hurriedly tried to find a place to hide, but it was too late. The door creaked open in front of me, and Mother, wearing only a small bodice and a skirt, bumped into me face to face, holding the Universe Ring and the Heavenly Ribbon, completely bewildered.
Suddenly seeing the dark figure outside the door, Mother gasped softly, but then, in the dim light of the precious lamp, she recognized me. Her initial shock was quickly replaced by confusion. Li Jing, inside, asked, "What's wrong, Madam?" Mother didn't answer immediately, her beautiful eyes fixed on mine. Strangely, I felt unusually calm, without a trace of fear. So I quietly looked back at Mother. After a moment, Li Jing asked again, and Mother quickly replied, "Oh, nothing. I tripped on the threshold. Xiao Huan isn't outside; I'll go look for her." She then closed the door behind her.
I couldn't help but admire my mother's quick wit, seeing how she could remain calm and respond so fluently in such a short time. A hint of a smile appeared in my eyes as she pulled me away from the bedroom door, then scolded, "Why are you so naughty? Wandering around so late? And you dare to laugh? Be careful your father finds out and will beat you again." I was about to consider how to answer when my gaze fell on my mother's undergarment and the exposed snow-white skin of her upper body. Feeling something was amiss, I quickly looked away. My mother noticed my strange gaze, looked at herself, and let out another "Ah!" She didn't know whether to cover herself or hide. I remembered the magic ribbon I was wearing, quickly tore it off, and handed it to my mother. Only after she put it on did she calm down.
After calming myself down, my mother stammered, "You...you didn't see anything, did you?" My mother meant to ask if I had seen the skin next to her bodice, but I misunderstood. I thought she was asking what I had seen at the door. I, who never lied to my mother, immediately told her everything about wandering around and seeing the maid peeking, and then going to look out of curiosity myself, except for omitting the part about the treasure glowing.
After I finished speaking, my mother's face was flushed red, and with the red glow of the Hun Tian Ling (a type of sash), it truly looked as if her face was on fire. She gripped the Hun Tian Ling tightly with both hands, her lips moving repeatedly, but she couldn't utter a word. After a long while, she finally exhaled and said, "My dear, these are adult matters. Children shouldn't see them, nor should they know them. Go back and get a good night's sleep, and forget everything that happened tonight. Be good, understand?" As she spoke, there seemed to be an unresolved sorrow between her brows.
I felt I had so much to say to my mother, but I couldn't utter a single word. I could only bow to her and say, "Yes. Then I'll go back to my room." My mother nodded slightly, then took off the Hun Tian Ling from her body and gave it to me, seemingly no longer caring about her exposed skin. I took the Hun Tian Ling, turned around dejectedly, and went back to my room. I seemed to hear a soft sigh behind me.
Back in the room, Ah Zhong was still fast asleep. I lay on the bed, my mind a jumble of thoughts. One moment my mother's snow-white body flashed before my eyes, the next I saw Li Jing panting on top of her. The image kept shifting, but finally, the mournful look on my mother's face as she spoke to me lingered, filling me with an overwhelming sense of sorrow. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face. After tossing and turning for half the night, I finally drifted off to sleep. When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon. Ah Zhong had to shake me awake for a while. For some reason, I felt weak all over when I woke up. Maybe it was because I slept too much, I thought. Ah Zhong brought me my coat to put on, but suddenly he stared intently at my genitals. Confused, I looked down and saw a yellowish stain right there in my crotch. How could I, who never wets the bed…? Seeing that Ah Zhong was still looking, I was furious and yelled, "You brat, what are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen the young master wet the bed before?" Ah Zhong wasn't angry at all when he was scolded. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Haha, the young master is such a child. This isn't bedwetting. Congratulations, young master, you've grown up and can marry a young mistress now, hahaha..." I was even more confused, but I felt that I shouldn't ask the servants about this. So I snorted and said, "Of course I know. Hurry up and get me a new pair of pants to change into!" Ah Zhong readily agreed and happily went to the wardrobe to get a clean pair of pants for me to change into.
I waved him away and took off my pants. Only then did I notice that my once clean-shaven penis had grown a few hairs. The servants and male servants used to joke with me, saying, "When you grow hair and become an adult, we can take you out to have fun." So I really have become an adult. Remembering what my mother said last night, "Children shouldn't ask about adult matters," I felt a surge of joy: I'm an adult now, no longer a child.
After getting dressed and going out, I noticed that the maids and servants were looking at me strangely. Ah Zhong was constantly exchanging glances with the servants, sometimes covering his mouth and chuckling. I knew that Ah Zhong's foul mouth had spread the word about my "bedwetting." I almost hated Ah Zhong to death, but I couldn't punish him openly. I could only glare at him a few times, but that scoundrel Ah Zhong didn't seem to care at all.
I was just about to go and pay my respects to my mother when Ah Zhong said, "Oh my young master, what time is it? Madam is no longer in the back hall; she's waiting for you in the dining room now." I said "Oh," and walked towards the dining room.
Li Jing wasn't in the dining room, which immediately made me feel much better. Seeing my mother sitting at the table, I went up to pay my respects. My mother reached out and helped me up. As I stood up, my eyes met my mother's, and we both blushed, remembering what happened last night, feeling somewhat at a loss. So we silently finished our meal.
After finishing, I sat down next to my mother, looking around trying to find something to talk about. Seeing that Li Jing's usual seat was empty, I asked, "Where is he?" I gestured towards Li Jing's seat with my lip. My mother chuckled, "You silly child, you don't even call him 'Father.' He's still your father! The court is sending someone to bestow titles upon him; he probably won't be back all day." The thought of not having to see Li Jing's grumpy face all day made me even happier, and I couldn't help but beam with joy. My mother smiled and said, "Are you so happy that your father isn't home? He's strict with you usually for your own good." I pouted and said, "Hmph. I don't want him to control me. By the way, Mother, this morning, Ah Zhong said I've become an adult." I wanted to make my mother happy too, but instead, she blushed and scolded me, "What do you mean, 'become an adult'? Don't talk nonsense!" I said urgently, "It's true! Ah Zhong even congratulated me. If you don't believe me, ask him to come and ask." My mother's cheeks turned even redder, while the maids serving nearby covered their mouths and giggled. My mother quickly shooed the maids away and told them to close the hall door behind them. As soon as the door closed, my mother flicked my nose with her finger: "You good-for-nothing child, do you think you can just say this anywhere? Remember, this is something only the two of us know. Don't tell anyone else. This is something that can't be told to outsiders, understand?" I nodded as if I understood, but then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to my mother, "Mother, I'm an adult now. So, can I ask about the things you said children shouldn't know last night?" My mother was stunned for a moment, and after a long pause, she shook her head quietly and said, "No." I grew anxious and pestered my mother, asking, "Why? You said children can't know, that it's an adult matter, but I'm an adult now! Mother, you can tell me anything!" My mother gazed at me for a long time, sighed, and pulled me into her arms, gently saying, "Compared to your father and me, you're still a child. You won't understand these things now. When you have a wife, you'll know what it's all about." The faint fragrance emanating from my mother's embrace intoxicated me; perhaps the phrase "soft jade and warm fragrance" originated from this. I mumbled, "I don't want to get married. I only need my mother. I want to stay with her for the rest of my life." I felt my mother's body tremble, then she hugged me even tighter, her cheek pressed against mine, murmuring, "Silly child, silly child, this can't be, it can't be." I felt something wet on my face; I reached up and touched it—it was my mother's tears. I panicked. Had I said something wrong? I quickly hugged my mother's neck, wanting to say something to comfort her, but before I could speak, tears welled up in my eyes. We lay there in the empty hall, silently weeping.
I had only started crying because of my mother's emotions, so I stopped after a while. My mother still held me tightly, which made me involuntarily enjoy the warmth of her embrace. Her two full breasts pressed against my chest, moving with her sobs, which felt incredibly comforting. But my lower body involuntarily began to rise, pressing against my mother's thigh. However, since my mother didn't seem to mind, I continued to enjoy this rare feeling without moving.
Good times never last. My mother quickly stopped sobbing, pushed me away abruptly, her face red and still wet with tears, her beautiful eyes, slightly swollen from crying, staring at my face. Then she looked at the tent in my pants, and after a while, seemed to suddenly realize something was wrong, so she turned her face away and said softly, "Good child, you really... have grown up. You... go out first, I want to be alone for a while." I retreated in a daze, and returned to my room in a daze. Ah Zhong saw that my face was not right and my eyes were red, and thought that I had been scolded by my mother, so he didn't dare to disturb me and quietly closed the door and left.
I lay on the bed, my mind a mess, unable to think of anything. I tossed and turned, feeling increasingly uncomfortable in the heat, so I decided to go to the river to bathe and play.
Having made up my mind, I summoned Ah Zhong, preparing to head out of the pass to the riverbank. Ah Zhong said, "Young Master, should we take some personal guards with us? I heard things have been rather unsettled by the river lately." I scoffed, "If you're easily frightened, you can stay home." Ah Zhong quickly replied, "Young Master, what are you saying? What am I, Ah Zhong? Of course, your safety is paramount. Perhaps I should consult with Madam first." Mentioning my mother, I suddenly thought: wouldn't it be better to go to the riverbank with her for a stroll? So I rushed to my mother's bedroom. My mother was initially reluctant to go out, but after my persistent pleading, she finally agreed to go with me to the riverbank, though she brought four maids with her. Since all of my mother's maids were skilled in martial arts, it saved the need for personal guards. Ah Zhong, being a man, couldn't go on a family outing, so my mother and I, along with the maids, headed towards the riverbank.
It was indeed very cool by the river. The breeze seemed to blow away all my worries. Looking at my mother, she still seemed a little sullen. I didn't know what to do, so I could only let the maids go play by themselves, and I thought it would be better to accompany my mother for a walk. The maids rarely came to the river, and they were so happy that we didn't have to serve them. They ran off and disappeared in an instant.
The cool river breeze felt wonderful on my skin, but I was too embarrassed to jump in for a swim with my mother beside me. To my surprise, she said, "Go ahead." I was taken aback and asked, "Go where?" She chuckled, "Weren't you going swimming? Why are you just wandering around the water's edge?" Overjoyed, I quickly added, "Then, Mother, you…?" A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes: "I'll go too." I was startled, only to find that she had quickly removed her top and skirt, revealing herself in the typical attire of a fisherwoman: a sleeveless, pale white short-sleeved blouse that exposed her fair arms, her soft abdomen, and her navel; matching shorts that tightly hugged her slightly protruding belly and shapely buttocks; and her long calves and full thighs were almost entirely exposed to my view.
I was startled by my mother's daring attire. As far as I can remember, she had never exposed so much of her body to me (excluding last night, of course). My mother laughed and came over, playfully pinching my nose: "Silly boy, today I'll show you what I was capable of 20 years ago." With that, she took a few light steps and plunged into the water.
I stared blankly at the river, unsure whether to follow her or continue watching. After what seemed like an eternity, my mother still hadn't surfaced. Panic began to creep in: Had she drowned? The river's estuary was nearby; had a shark swum in? I quickly stripped off my clothes, hastily pulling down my underwear as well. Time was of the essence; I couldn't think too much. I immediately dove into the water to search for my mother.
After adjusting for a moment, I opened my eyes underwater and looked around, but couldn't find my mother. I grew increasingly anxious and was about to take a breath and search deeper when I felt something poke my foot. Startled, I choked on water twice before surfacing. Just as I was coughing violently, I saw my mother smiling behind me. It turned out that it was my mother who had poked my foot!
This little prank of hers piqued my playful side, so after my coughing subsided, I plunged into the water, ready to give her a little taste of her own medicine. But when I opened my eyes underwater, she was gone again. A moment later, I felt another poke on my foot. This time, I wasn't panicked. I hadn't expected my mother to be so quick and agile underwater; my competitive spirit was ignited.
After being attacked several times, I knew my mother was right behind me, so I pretended to swim to the left, then suddenly turned around and swam towards her. She wasn't flustered by being discovered; she gracefully turned and swam away in the water like a mermaid. I went full speed ahead and finally, just as she was about to surface for air, I rushed up from behind and hugged her.
My head had barely touched the surface when I heard my mother's silvery laughter: "Alright, alright, Mother's old, I give up." I gasped for breath before I could speak: "Mother, you...you're so amazing! This time I...I won't let go." But holding my mother's wet body, my mind started racing.
My mother's "fisherwoman" outfit was already thin, and after being soaked, it felt like nothing at all. I felt as if I were holding her naked body, my hands wrapped around her smooth belly, her back pressed against my chest, and before me her wet black hair and smooth, white nape of her neck. All of this made me realize how embarrassing it would be for me to be without underwear.
But by the time I realized what was happening, it was too late. My angry, erect penis pressed squarely against the cleft of my mother's buttocks, and it continued to grow, throbbing. My mother and I fell silent almost simultaneously; the only sounds we heard were the water, the wind, and our own panting.
I had no intention of letting go; even if my mother scolded or hit me, I wanted to prolong this strange feeling for even a moment longer. My mother didn't seem to want to leave my embrace as I had expected. Her breathing gradually calmed, and she placed her hands on my arms, which were wrapped around her, and gently held them, without saying a word. I even felt my mother slightly push her hips back, causing my penis to sink even deeper into the cleft of her buttocks. I don't know how much time passed, but my mother stirred, gently pulling my hands away without letting go, saying, "Let's... go back to the shore." She then led me out of the water and back to where we had left our clothes. My mother said to me, "You... put on your clothes..." I could only silently obey, picking up my underpants to put them on.
Suddenly, a loud laugh came from the river, startling both my mother and me. Looking in the direction of the sound, we saw a white-robed scholar standing with his hands behind his back. The strange thing was that he was standing on the river surface, yet his feet didn't touch the water. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and given his tall, handsome figure, even I was momentarily captivated by his charm. Suddenly remembering that I hadn't put on my underpants and that my mother was also soaking wet, I quickly put them on and then frantically picked up my mother's outer garment to put on her. The scholar in white burst into laughter again. I angrily retorted, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" The scholar replied, "Haha, having nothing better to do, I went to the riverbank to enjoy the scenery, only to find a beautiful woman secretly meeting her lover." Remembering that he must have seen my mother and me cuddling in the water, I was filled with shame and anger. Just as I was about to find something to say to him, my mother interrupted, "You scholar, you're spouting nonsense! What lover? This is my son!" The scholar looked astonished upon hearing this, then shook his head. He chuckled, "I never expected you to be such a beautiful woman, yet you can't come up with a lie. Is it really possible for a son to be naked in the water, embracing his thinly clothed mother? And judging by your appearance, you're quite young, but this young man's... well, he's probably your servant. You two are having an affair behind your master's back, and you came to the riverbank today for a secret rendezvous, only to be caught by me. Am I right?" He nodded slightly, seemingly quite pleased with his deduction.
My mother and I were both anxious and ashamed. What the scholar had said wasn't without merit, and even if we wanted to refute it, we wouldn't know how. I just wanted to leave and go home. I glanced at my mother; her eyes were also filled with shame. I dressed, tied my sash around my waist, took my mother's hand, and ran off, eager to shake off this annoying white-robed scholar.
Before we'd gone far, the scholar appeared before us like a ghost. I was startled and quickly shielded my mother, angrily shouting, "What are you doing blocking our way? Get out of the way!" The scholar chuckled, "This little servant is quite loyal. No wonder your mistress, so beautiful, would submit to you." I was even angrier: "You damned scholar, your mouth is full of filth! Shut your stinking mouth and get out of the way, or you'll regret it!" The scholar said, "Oh, you'll regret it? Haha, you're truly a newborn calf unafraid of tigers. I'll see how you intend to make me regret it." He said this, but showed no intention of moving aside. Seeing that this scholar was much taller than me and didn't look as thin as the scholars in Chen Tang Pass, I knew I couldn't beat him. But for my mother's sake, I gritted my teeth and forced myself to go.
I tightened the Hun Tian Ling around my waist, took off the Qiankun Ring that I always wore around my neck (this was the only weapon I could find), and prepared to fight the scholar. Just as I was about to rush out, my mother stopped me.
She pulled me behind her, gave the scholar a deep bow, and said, "Sir, my son... if my servant has been disrespectful, please forgive him. Please make way for us; it's getting late, and we need to get home." The scholar nodded repeatedly and said, "I knew you were from a wealthy family. You are indeed well-educated and reasonable. These words are much more agreeable than your servant's." Although I was unhappy that my mother was so subservient to this man, I was somewhat pleased to see him soften his stance. I thought I would bring some servants to teach him a lesson when we got home. But then the scholar continued:
"However, if you want to go, you have to agree to one request," the mother said. "Please speak, sir." The scholar cleared his throat, bowed to his mother, and said, "I would like to invite you and me to Wushan. After it's over, I will let you both go, and I will never mention this matter again." The mother blushed instantly and scolded, "You...you scholar, I thought you were a respectable person, how could you be so shameless?" The scholar said, "Alas, I only admire your beauty, and besides, you can do it with this little servant, why can't you do it with me? I have no..." "In every aspect, I'm a hundred times better than you, you little servant." I didn't understand what "going to Wushan" meant, but judging from my mother's reaction and the scholar's words, I roughly understood that this was what the servants often called "vulgar things." My anger was uncontrollable, and I suddenly leaped out from behind my mother, grabbing the Qiankun Ring and throwing it at the scholar. Halfway there, I realized that the Qiankun Ring in my hand and the Hun Tian Ling at my waist had inexplicably become brighter, much stronger than the light from the night before, dazzling even in daylight, and showing no signs of fading. The Qiankun Ring was still vibrating faintly.
The scholar, who had been completely indifferent, couldn't help but change his expression upon seeing this, blurting out, "Qiankun Ring, Hun Tian Ling!" I was wondering how the scholar knew the names of the treasures when I saw him leap high into the air, returning to the river surface in two leaps. Then, a high wave suddenly rose on the calm river surface, and the scholar's figure disappeared into it.
My mother and I exchanged bewildered glances, completely at a loss. The scholar's appearance and disappearance were illogical, and we couldn't make sense of it no matter how hard we racked our brains. After a while, we heard the voices of the maids not far away. "You wretched girls, where were you when we needed you?" I cursed inwardly, but I couldn't bring myself to say what had just happened. The group silently returned home. As soon as we entered the house, Ah Zhong greeted us, bowed, and said, "Madam, Master sent word that he won't be returning tonight." My mother nodded, and Ah Zhong continued, "By the way, Madam, there's a guest in the hall, saying he's an old friend of yours. He's been waiting for half a cup of tea." My mother exclaimed "Eh," waved Ah Zhong away, and walked towards the living room. I followed my mother, wanting to see what her old friend looked like.
As soon as we entered the living room, my mother and I were dumbfounded. Sitting in the chair was none other than the scholar from before. Upon seeing us enter, the scholar rose and bowed, saying, "Madam, you've finally returned." My mother coldly asked, "How did you find this place? What brings you here?" The scholar smiled and said, "We'll talk about these things later, but I'd like to discuss with you and the person behind you what I saw at the beach." He raised his voice when he said "what I saw at the beach."
My mother and I were both deeply embarrassed. My mother quickly dismissed the servants and closed the hall door. Before I could speak, the scholar asked me, "Young man, I'd like to know where you obtained your Universe Ring and the Heaven-Shattering Ribbon?" I was taken aback, not expecting him to ask such an irrelevant question. I instinctively replied, "Where did I obtain them?
I was born with them." The scholar's expression changed again: "You had them when you were born? Are you not a servant, but Nezha, the third son of Li Jing?" I replied irritably, "Of course!" The scholar looked at me, then at my mother, and I realized: this confirmed our mother-son relationship, making the events on the beach inexplicable. To everyone's surprise, the scholar looked back and forth for a while, then sighed and said, "It's fate, it's fate. This calamity was destined." My mother and I were both bewildered, but we could tell the scholar meant no harm, so my tone softened considerably: "Scholar, what calamity are you talking about?" The scholar said, "You and your son..." He suddenly stopped, shook his head, and smiled, "Fate cannot be defied, and heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I only want to tell you two that you need not worry about worldly matters when acting; just follow your heart. Where you came from, you can naturally return to. If one day you encounter any insurmountable difficulties, simply silently recite my name three times. My name is Taiyi." With that, he flicked his sleeve and vanished into thin air.
I was completely bewildered by the scholar's antics, my mind a jumbled mess. Looking at my mother, I saw she was also staring at me with a confused expression. Seeing my dazed look, she couldn't help but smile, and I grinned foolishly too. "Whatever this lousy scholar, let's just pretend we've never met." I thought my mother must feel the same way. She patted my head and called the servants to prepare dinner.
After dinner and tea, I was wondering what to do to pass the time when my mother called over a few of her personal maids and instructed them, "Master won't be home tonight, so you don't need to serve me. Go home and get some rest." The maids were overjoyed, thanking me profusely, and scurried away.
I didn't understand why my mother did this. I looked up and saw her cheeks slightly flushed, lost in thought. Seeing me staring at her, she blushed and scolded, "You've finished eating and aren't even going to digest? Go play in the back garden; there won't be anyone there tonight anyway." She chuckled softly, stood up, and left.
I was increasingly confused. I often went to the back garden, but only during the day, when there were butterflies and swallows to admire. What was there to do at night when it was pitch black? Besides, to get to the back garden, I had to pass through my mother's bedroom in the back hall, so I couldn't take Ah Zhong with me. What was the point of playing there by myself? Wait, my mother specifically said earlier that no one would be there. Could there be some deeper meaning? I decided to go to the back garden anyway. Since the maids had all gone home, the back hall was quiet and silent. As I passed my mother's bedroom, I glanced inside and saw candlelight shining through the crack in the door. I remembered the enchanting scene from last night, and my heart stirred. Although I reminded myself: "That's your mother inside. What happened last night can't be repeated." I moved quietly to the crack in the door and peeked inside.
My mother, dressed in a light blue robe, stood in the middle of the room, hands at her sides, lost in thought. After a while, she smiled, gently removing the robe to reveal the same "fisherwoman's outfit" she had worn that afternoon by the river. I wondered, "Why is Mother dressed like this? Is she going to the river again?"
Looking closer, I saw her arms crossed over her chest, her head slightly tilted back, her eyes narrowed to slits, her full hips thrusting back rhythmically. In the flickering candlelight, watching my mother, like a jade maiden, move her body with such rhythm, I couldn't help but feel a bewitching beauty. In the past two days, it felt as if I had unearthed all the beauty in my mother that I hadn't noticed in over ten years.
As I watched, it suddenly dawned on me: this outfit, this pose—wasn't this the very posture we had when we embraced in the river? Was my mother reliving that wonderful feeling? I felt a fire raging in my lower abdomen, and my penis involuntarily hardened, seemingly throbbing in rhythm with my mother's movements. At that moment, I felt as if I were back in the river, my mother's soft body in my arms, her fragrance filling my nostrils, my lower body deeply nestled between her beautiful, full buttocks… My hand had somehow found its way to my penis. I didn't know what I wanted to do, but the pressure and friction between my pants and fingers sent waves of pleasure through my lower body. Almost without warning, I felt a gush of fluid spurt from my genitals, and my whole body felt suddenly relaxed, a comfortable yet tinged exhaustion.
Unconsciously, I leaned my arm against the door for support, only to find it wasn't latched at all. With my support, the door creaked open, and my mother and I faced each other without any obstruction.
I wanted to leave this embarrassing situation immediately, but my mother's gaze stopped me. As if under a spell, I slowly moved into the room, closing the door behind me. I walked towards my mother, stopping about three feet away. The sticky feeling in my crotch was unbearable; the urine was not only running down my legs but had also soaked through my pants, leaving a visible wet patch.
My mother had been encouraging me to keep going with her eyes, but only started to look at me after I stopped. When she noticed the wet patch, she looked at my face with a peculiar gaze and said, "Take it off." The only thing I could do was obey. Soon, I was standing naked in front of my mother. Strangely, I didn't feel any shame. It was as if I had returned to infancy, and taking off my wet pants in front of my mother was the most natural thing in the world.
My mother produced a handkerchief from somewhere, knelt down in front of me, placed her left hand on my hip, and gently wiped me with her right. The itchy, tingling sensation from my genitals was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. Before she finished wiping the fluids that had dripped onto my legs, my penis had already become erect again, almost touching the top of her head.
A strange look flashed in her eyes. Then she tossed the handkerchief aside, stood up, and looked at me, saying, "Like this afternoon, will you hug your mother one more time?" Desperate, I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded silently and walked behind her, pulling her tightly into my arms.
It wasn't until I held my mother in my arms that I realized she wasn't wearing the same clothes she'd worn that afternoon. She was wearing a similar style of silk, the smooth texture making it feel as if she were almost naked in my embrace. My penis pressed between her legs, and all I could feel was the slippery texture around me; I couldn't distinguish between her clothes and her exposed skin.
My mother didn't let me hold her for long. She struggled a couple of times in my arms, and I released her. She didn't leave or turn around, but instead, with her back to me, she took off her top. Her beautiful bare back was dazzlingly white even in the dim candlelight. Then, she pulled my hands around her from behind, this time guiding them to her breasts. Feeling the softness and smoothness of her breasts, I couldn't help but apply a little pressure. My mother let out a soft "Ah," and gently scolded, "You impatient child..." Then she let my hands freely knead her two tender, life-giving breasts.
I was still basking in the memory of my mother's breasts when her hands moved again. She reached to her waist and gently untied the ribbon binding her undergarment. Then, she shifted her hips slightly forward, and when I felt her hips press back against mine, our lower bodies were completely in full flesh-to-flesh contact. My mother's entire body became hot in my arms, and I could almost feel the rhythm of her heartbeat. I was so nervous that I didn't know what to do; my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my throat. All I knew was to hold my mother tighter, pressing my lower body desperately against hers, afraid that she would suddenly break free from my embrace, and then it would all be for nothing.
My mother's breathing became more rapid, and I could feel a slight sheen of sweat on her body. Then, she grasped my hand again, and my fingers slowly slid down her breasts, over her abdomen and slightly protruding belly. Further down, I felt my fingers touch some hair. Continuing downwards, my mother pressed one of my palms tightly against a spot where I could feel a slit, and it seemed somewhat damp. "This… is where you were born…" my mother whispered. I felt a rush of blood to my head, my whole body felt like it was floating. I wanted to turn my mother around to examine her more closely, but she stopped me.
My mother murmured as if in a dream, "Don't turn around, just stay like this. I'll be so ashamed if we're face to face..." I gave up. At that moment, my mother's hand reached out from between her legs and grabbed my penis. Her fingers were long and soft, and I almost felt myself ejaculating again. My penis throbbed violently twice, and my mother hurriedly said, "Don't move, just bear with it..." So I forced myself to endure it and finally calmed down. My mother's hand then guided my penis forward. After the head of my penis touched my mother's vulva, my mother thrust her hips back and pressed down, and I felt my penis enter an incredibly warm and soft place, which felt many times more comfortable than when my mother held it.
This kind of thing doesn't seem to need to be taught. I found myself slowly moving my lower body, letting my penis go in and out of my mother's body, one deep and one shallow. Although I had a crazy urge to move, I was afraid of hurting my mother, and I was also afraid that if I accidentally pulled my penis out, I would never have the chance to go in again. So I kept my movements slow and steady. After a while, I felt my mother's place getting wetter and wetter. My mother also started to breathe heavily, making soft, indistinct sounds in her throat. Her round buttocks seemed to be moving in rhythm with me. My mother's hands grabbed my waist and pressed me forward, as if she wanted to push me back into the slit that gave birth to me.
The candlelight on the table grew dimmer and dimmer, then suddenly went out after a sharp jolt. But my mother and I had no time to care. In the darkness, our two sweaty bodies continued to intertwine, our heavy breathing clearly audible. I couldn't think of anything else. I roughly grabbed my mother's breasts with both hands, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, while my lower body thrust desperately, my hips slapping against my mother's full buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound. Suddenly, I felt all of my mother's muscles tense up, even her narrow slit tightened with each thrust. I could no longer resist the intense pleasure of the squeezing, and my penis thrust deeply into my mother's body, followed by a violent ejaculation. My mother grabbed my hand and bit it hard. The combination of pain and pleasure in my lower body almost made me faint.
The intense orgasm seemed to have drained most of my strength; my legs felt weak, and my mother was even worse off. She seemed completely drained, her delicate body limp in my arms. Her hands, which had been gripping me tightly, now rested weakly on my arms. I held her tightly, afraid she might fall to the ground.
After a while, my mother silently pulled away from me, took my hand, and gently licked it. In the darkness, I couldn't see her face, nor could I imagine her expression. After a while, she released my hand and whispered, "Go back to your room. It was just a dream. Go back to sleep and you'll wake up." I was speechless. Silently, I reached for my clothes, dressed, and left. The fall from a heavenly state back to mortal was unbearable. Back in my room, Ah Zhong noticed my pale face but didn't dare ask any questions. He helped me to bed, and soon exhaustion enveloped me; I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I found that Li Jing had returned sometime earlier, while my mother... seemed to have done nothing, her attitude towards me as usual. I, on the other hand, felt incredibly awkward, increasingly doubting whether it was really my mother from yesterday. Looking at my hand, the bite mark from her was still clearly visible, leaving me utterly confused.
After breakfast, Li Jing went on patrol as usual. I found an opportunity to approach my mother and deliberately showed her the mark on my hand. Upon seeing it, she quickly turned her head away, saying, "How... how could you be so careless as to hurt yourself..." From her reaction, I knew that last night wasn't a dream, and I felt much better. However, the feeling from my mother's body was unforgettable. In the following days, I always tried to be alone with my mother, wanting to tell her my thoughts, but she always avoided me. Gradually, I gave up.
What happened next was simple: To recapture the feeling of my first time with my mother at the riverbank, I repeatedly went there, even swimming into the sea. Once, I encountered the Dragon King's third son, who insulted my mother. I killed him with my Universe Ring. The Dragon King came seeking revenge. Li Jing's weakness and my mother's desperate pleas broke my heart. So I cut off my own flesh and blood and returned it to my mother. A wisp of my spirit drifted to Taiyi, who used lotus roots to create a body for me and taught me many magical arts. I knew from then on I was no longer mortal, and I had no more desires. My mother was still my mother, but we could never be together again.
I wanted to cry, but I had no tears left.
The most beautiful things in life happen only once, and once experienced, you will never forget them.

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