[Urban] Masked Mother-Loving Trilogy (Complete) - 13-15

【Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow】 (10)

Behind the iron gate of the White Tiger Hall, there was a small secret passage, barely wide enough for one person to walk through while bending over. Afraid of danger ahead, I walked ahead, letting my mother follow behind.

After a while, we discovered the passage was a dirt slope, and the slope became increasingly steep, eventually requiring us to half-walk, half-crawl. Worried that my mother might slip and fall, I said, "Sister, this slope is very steep. Come to the front, I'll protect you from behind." "

Okay," my mother replied.

The passage was very narrow, poorly ventilated, and extremely stuffy. After walking with my mother for a while, we were covered in sweat.

I crouched down, and my mother almost pressed herself against my back as she crawled past. Her full breasts were unavoidably pressed against my back.

I arched my back slightly, enjoying this rare Thai massage. Here it comes, here it comes! My mother's wet, slippery breasts pressed against my back, reaching my head. I couldn't resist pushing my head upwards, right between her deep cleavage.

"Ah..." My mother was already flustered, and with my thrust on her chest, she couldn't support herself any longer and collapsed onto me, moaning, "Xiaoyu, you're so naughty..."

Seeing that my mother didn't seem to blame me, I was overjoyed. I reached back and hugged her buttocks, pulling her up until her entire body was pressed against my back, her wet, seaweed-like pubic hair brushing against it.

"No, Xiaoyu..." my mother murmured, but she didn't have the strength to sit up any longer.

After walking for so long in the dark, my mother's mind and body were exhausted. Now, lying on top of her lover, she simply relaxed and rested.

With Mom relaxing, I was both in pain and ecstatic below her. Face down, my head was nestled beneath her beautiful breasts, enjoying their tenderness. Her breasts were glistening with sweat, and the rich, sweet scent filled my nostrils, intoxicating me. Thankfully, Mom was considerate enough to place her forearm under my face; otherwise, I would have been suckling from behind while eating dirt from the front.

The lower body was even more unbearable. Mom and I were both covered in sweat, her genitals and my back sticking together, almost without a gap. My erection was already rock hard, so I had to kneel to create some space for it, otherwise it would have truly erupted in fury.

Only my hands were truly free, able to roam freely over Mom's shapely buttocks, occasionally giving them a light pinch and caressing her smooth muscles. Just as I was about to boldly reach towards her genitals, Mom shifted her hips and said, "Xiaoyu, let's continue forward."

I had no choice but to abandon my plan and help Mom crawl over me. Thus, we were in a formation with Mom in front and me behind.

My night eyes had long since adjusted to the darkness. My mother, arching her backside, half-walking, half-crawling ahead, was practically showing me how round and beautiful her buttocks were.

I stared, almost dumbfounded, at my mother's perfectly round, bare buttocks swaying left and right before my eyes. Her labia majora, one half pushing out the other, were so alluring, it made my heart itch unbearably. If I were to pinch her full labia majora like that, I knew I could squeeze out juice. Just thinking about it made my mouth water.

I wished this slope could go on forever.

We hadn't eaten a single grain of rice in a long time, but the slope was getting steeper, and it was still pitch black ahead. Relying on my profound yang energy and the allure of my mother's beautiful buttocks, I managed to hold on despite my hunger. My mother, however, was panting heavily, crawling slower and slower.

"Ah…" Suddenly, my mother cried out, her foot slipped, and she lost her balance, falling onto me.

I was staring intently at my mother's large buttocks when suddenly they slammed into my face, transforming from the size of a washbasin to the size

of a horse's rump. My nose was hit squarely, the impact making my eyes water. Luckily, the impact wasn't too strong; I braced myself firmly on the ground, preventing us from sliding down together. My face was buried in my mother's warm, wet buttocks, my mouth and nose pressed against her crotch. Feeling suffocated, I couldn't help but take a deep breath—wow…it was incredibly pungent! A fishy, pungent smell assaulted my senses, making me sneeze loudly!

"Ouch..." Mom cried out softly, trying to struggle, but I wasn't about to let her escape so easily. I freed my hands and tightly embraced her hips, rubbing my face against her smooth, round buttocks, saying, "Sister, you're so cruel! You've made me dizzy and disoriented. You can't just run away now."

"Pfft..." Mom chuckled, "You little rascal, you're getting the better of me and still acting innocent! That's just the kind of person you are!"

I was completely flustered and said, "Sister, you should at least make it up to me so I'll have more energy to thrust into you from behind later."

"You little rascal, you little pervert, what else do you want?" Mom scolded.

"Let me lick you there..." Afraid that Mom would refuse, I lowered my head and started licking before I could finish speaking.

Just as my head was aligned, Mom cried out, "No! Xiaoyu, you're taking advantage of me! You bad guy!"

I wouldn't let her break free. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly. She still wiggled her hips in my arms, though not very vigorously. I seized the opportunity to slip into her honeyed valley, my tongue flicking out, hitting her sweet spot.

Being kissed in her most private area by her beloved, Mom immediately went limp. She knelt on the ground, arching her large buttocks into a triangle shape, letting me take liberties with her.

I had seen Dad and Mom make love before. Back then, Mom shyly opened her labia, swallowing Dad's penis. Mom's plump vulva was like a mother gently caressing her returning son, so tender, full of maternal love and acceptance.

When Mom held the slightly thin Dad in her arms, smiling as they slowly made love, I, secretly watching, felt a bittersweet feeling. But later, I saw more of Long Qingshan relentlessly ravaging Mom's tenderness. Every time Long Qingshan triumphantly pried open my mother's labia majora and minora, roughly intruding into my most primal honeypot, my heart bled with each brutal assault on my mother's maternal instincts.

Now, my mother's honeypot, which had received the gifts of those two men countless times, still appeared so pure and innocent, its lips slightly pursed before me, shyly flirting with my tongue. I couldn't resist, giving it a loud kiss, and stood up, saying, "Wait, my little darling, your third master is here!"

"Ah..." my mother gasped, lifting herself up, one hand pushing me back, saying, "Xiaoyu, no, don't do it here..."

"But, sister, I really can't hold back anymore!" I said urgently.

"Hmm, I'll give it to you right away after we get out, okay..." My mother's voice was barely audible, but I still heard it clearly. Although somewhat disappointed, I understood my mother's feelings; this narrow secret passage was really not a good place for my mother and me to have our first time.

"Alright, whatever you say, sister, but you have to kiss me a few more times!" I leaned down and licked her again, even licking her anus, replacing the salty sweat with my saliva, until she finally couldn't take my teasing anymore.

"You've kissed that place in just two days, you're such a little devil." My mother was weak all over from the licking, her hidden lust was strong, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Sister can't walk anymore, what should I do?" "

Hehe, sister, you can't refuse to leave, I'll be your horseman behind you. If you can't walk, I'll give your big white horse's butt a slap." "

Hmph, you bad man, you just know how to bully your sister." My mother said coquettishly.

And so, we walked and crawled, chatting and laughing, and continued on.

After walking for a while, my mother suddenly stopped, and I asked, "What's wrong, sister?"

"Xiaoyu, the passage ahead turns into a ninety-degree upward passage, it's like we're at the bottom of a well." My mother said.

"Sister, look around, is there anything we can hold onto?" I asked, a little worried.

"Hmm, let me see." I supported my mother's soft buttocks, helping her lean into the tunnel. She felt around and suddenly exclaimed, "There are handrails on the wall here!"

The slope became a vertical tunnel here, and there were handrails installed every half meter. We, already exhausted, felt a renewed sense of hope and began climbing, one after the other. After climbing over a hundred steps, we still couldn't see the end. My strong mother couldn't climb any further and stopped, panting heavily.

Seeing how tired she was, I had an idea. I said, "Sister, let's keep the same position. You ride on my shoulders, and I'll carry you up."

"Okay, okay," my mother agreed, completely exhausted.

So she rode on my shoulders again. The insides of her legs were covered in sweat and slippery, so she had to hold onto my neck tightly to avoid slipping. This way, I would climb while my mother held onto the handrails for balance.

I had to carry the weight of two people all by myself. My mother was touched and didn't say anything, but instead rubbed her wet, secret grass against my neck to encourage me. I crawled with all my might, not knowing how many steps I had climbed, when suddenly I heard my mother say, "Xiaoyu, slow down, there seems to be some light up there."

I deflated, leaning against the wall, panting heavily. After resting for a while, I asked, "Sister, what do you see?"

"There seems to be a little bit of light leaking in from up there, but I can't see very clearly," my mother said.

"Sister, hold on to the wall and let me go up and take a look."

My mother regained some strength, got off my shoulder, stood firm, and let me climb up from behind her.

The tunnel was still very narrow, and this time it was my turn to press myself against my mother's back. My already drooping penis pressed against my mother's thighs and buttocks, and by the time it reached my mother's beautiful back, it was fully erect.

My mother felt the change in my huge member on her body. As my penis passed over her head, she suddenly turned her head and quickly planted a sweet kiss on the head of my penis, then shyly lowered her head.

Although it was brief, less than a second, my glans still keenly felt the softness of my mother's cherry lips.

I felt as if I'd been struck by lightning. Oh, this was my mother's reward and encouragement! My mother, who had always been very reserved in sexual matters, was now actively kissing my penis, which meant she already considered me her most beloved person.

I was excited. Although I wanted to rub my penis against my mother's wavy hair, I was afraid of being impolite, so I used both hands and feet to climb up quickly.

Soon I reached the top. I reached up with my hand and saw something like a manhole cover, but it wasn't completely closed, letting in a sliver of light. I was secretly delighted. This wouldn't be difficult for me. I steadied myself, freed my hands, and lifted the cover. It was heavy, but I slowly moved it aside.

Strangely, it wasn't very bright outside. Was it nighttime?

I couldn't worry about that now. I climbed up first. The area around the manhole was hazy, like inside a yurt.

Afraid that my mother would get impatient, I leaned out and helped her climb up.

After Mom came up, we hugged each other and looked around. Before our eyes had fully adjusted to the light, the yurt suddenly collapsed, blinding us with a blinding flash of light. All we heard was loud laughter: "Welcome to Paradise!"

Then a pungent white mist sprayed in our faces. Caught off guard, I took a deep breath, my head spinning. I watched helplessly as Mom collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer, falling backward…

When I woke up, I was naked and tied to a pillar, facing a large mirror that covered an entire wall. Mom was gone. I panicked and shouted, "Sister! Sister! Where are you!"

No one answered. I

tried to struggle, but she wouldn't budge; this time she was tied much more securely. In the struggle, I noticed a bottle attached to my arm. Looking at the label, I saw it was glucose solution, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked around the room. Everything was white: white walls, white bed, white furniture.

My heart pounded with anxiety. Had I fallen into the hands of the tour guide's gang again? I remembered hearing someone say something about "paradise" before I passed out, which sounded a bit like a cult, and the thought sent chills down my spine.

Suddenly, the large mirror in front of me transformed into a glass wall, leaving me stunned. On the other side of the wall was a room just as white as this one, with two nurses in white coats and caps standing inside, and some medical equipment set up.

A cold voice rang out: "Number 106, begin your medical examination."

The door opened, and someone walked in—it was my mother!

I shouted, "Sister, sister, I'm here!"

But my mother seemed not to hear me. She looked around blankly, glancing in my direction briefly, but then quickly looked away, not seeing me at all. I panicked, guessing that what my mother saw was probably just a mirror. I wanted to kick the glass in front of me and shatter it, but I couldn't move.

My mother was no longer completely naked; she was wearing a loose white t-shirt and white shorts.

Two nurses approached and arranged my mother's medical data on a projector. The projector displayed her measurements on a pristine white wall.

Name: Zhuo Yunzhen;

Gender: Female;

Number: 106;

Nickname: Zhenzhen;

Age: 36 (A+)

; Height: 168cm (B+);

Weight: 56.5kg (A);

Measurements: 36D, 28, 38 (A);

Marital Status: Married and divorced, currently living with her lover (A-);

Children: One son and raising him (A);

Appearance: Beautiful and elegant (A+)

; Virginity: No.

My mother and I stared in astonishment at the data displayed on the wall. How did they know so much? The only explanation was that we had fallen into a premeditated trap, and it was highly likely that Long Qingshan had betrayed my mother once again.

Then a nurse said, "Take off your pants and lie down on the bed."

I was puzzled as to how I could hear the voices. Looking up towards the source of the sound, I saw a speaker hanging in the corner of the wall. Even the speaker was white, which was why I hadn't noticed it before.

Mom shook her head in refusal.

The nurse's voice remained emotionless: "Have you forgotten Xiaoyu, the boy who came with you? His fate depends on you."

"What have you done to him?" Mom asked anxiously.

The nurse didn't answer.

Mom still cared about me; a bittersweet feeling welled up inside me.

Forced into a corner, Mom had no choice but to comply, pulling her pants down to her knees and lying on the bed. Having grown accustomed to being naked in public these past few days, Mom's movements were natural and unpretentious.

Mom was ordered to toss and turn on the bed. Two gloved nurses continuously manipulated her genitals, spreading her buttocks and inserting a cold instrument to test something. Every now and then, one nurse would get up and type into a notebook on the table. The results would then appear on the wall:

Labia majora: Brown, thick; A+ grade;

Clitoris size: Medium; A grade;

Pubic hair condition: Dark black, soft and fine, inverted triangle; A+ grade.

Anal condition: Pink, no hemorrhoids, sparse anal hair; Grade A+

. History of anal sex: No.

Seeing such embarrassing data displayed on the wall, Mom's face flushed red.

The nurse put away the instruments, had Mom get up and put on her pants, and asked, "How many people have you had sexual intercourse with?"

Mom blushed and refused to answer.

The nurse didn't rush her, saying, "Please cooperate with me to complete this task."

"Two people," Mom finally couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere and whispered.

"Two people? Who?" the nurse asked.

"My ex-husband and former lover," Mom said, overwhelmed with shame.

"Hmm, any history of oral sex?"

"That's purely personal privacy!" Mom raised her head in protest, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

The nurse softened her tone and said, "Think about Xiaoyu. You did all this for him. Thinking like this might make you feel better."

Mom helplessly lowered her head and said, "Yes."

"How many?" the nurse continued.

"The same two," Mom said, almost burying her head in her chest in embarrassment.

"Are you sure? Providing false data will be a very serious matter, and you will be responsible for the consequences." The nurse's tone returned to its stern tone.

"It really was two," Mom said urgently, then suddenly remembered something and blushed, "Does one kiss count?"

"Hmm, that doesn't count." The nurse didn't press Mom further and turned to type on the keyboard.

Mom seemed a little disappointed, her head down, her face flushed, lost in thought. Seeing Mom's sweet expression, I knew she was most likely thinking about that kiss I gave her in the well. Sigh, if only I had taken Mom in the tunnel, I would have regretted it so much. Now my future is uncertain, and thinking of this, I felt an extremely painful emptiness.

Mom's final data came out:

Sexual intercourse history: two people, ex-husband and lover; Grade A;

Oral sex history: two people, ex-husband and lover; Grade B.

Overall rating: 96 points.

I don't understand the basis for this rating. Mom is 36 years old, yet she was rated as the top Grade A+. The grades for having sex with two people and for having oral sex with two people are different. It's really strange. Seeing that my data on sexual intercourse and oral sex with my mother didn't match up, I was incredibly annoyed.

"Could you change it?" my mother suddenly asked.

"What?" the nurse asked, puzzled.

"It's 'ex-husband and former lover,' my current lover is Xiaoyu," my mother said.

"Oh, okay, thank you." The nurse carefully changed the data.

Hearing my mother's words, I felt sweeter than if I'd drunk three jars of honey.

"Congratulations, Madam, your overall score has reached the excellent level. You will participate in the Master's Ecstasy Ceremony as the goddess Aphrodite."

My mother's eyes widened in surprise. "What Ecstasy Ceremony?" she asked.

"You'll find out when you participate."

"What about Xiaoyu? Where is he?" my mother asked.

"If you perform well in the Ecstasy Ceremony and win the Master's favor, you may be able to see him," the nurse said coldly.

Two nurses, one tall and one short, escorted the bewildered mother out.

As I watched my mother walk out the door and disappear from sight, I became extremely anxious and shouted, "Who are you? Let me out! Let me out!" My throat was hoarse from shouting, but my mother did not reappear until dark.

[Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow] (XI) The Third Master of the Honey Cave

Although I was untied, they had somehow drugged my food and medicine, leaving me completely weak. I was even too weak to capture the male servant who brought me food.

Talking to that male servant was like talking to a brick wall; he ignored everything I said and only brought me food and clothes. The oppressive atmosphere was driving me almost crazy.

The next night, thinking about my mother's unknown fate, my heart ached. In the midst of the pain, I slowly calmed down. My immediate priority was to regain my strength so that I could break free from this cage and rescue my mother.

The meridian diagrams of the Fire Virtue Pure Yang Gong appeared in my mind, and I gradually entered a state of tranquility.

I woke up this morning feeling energetic in my dantian, much more so than yesterday. Although I was still some distance from my peak condition, I had regained some confidence. To avoid arousing suspicion, after breakfast, I simply lay in bed pretending to sleep, actually continuing my practice.

Suddenly, I heard a noise next door. My heart skipped a beat, and I almost lost control of my inner energy. I quickly calmed myself, guiding my inner energy through a full cycle before opening my eyes. Looking next door, I was overjoyed to see my mother in the room!

She looked slightly haggard, sitting alone on the edge of the bed, wearing an elegant purple evening gown. The two nurses, one tall and one short, were still with her. The shorter nurse, no longer cold and aloof, said sternly, "Madam, you have refused to attend Master's Blissful Ceremony, and Master is furious! We cannot guarantee the boy's safety!"

"No matter how you threaten me, I will not attend that Blissful Ceremony. I will continue my hunger strike until I see Xiaoyu," my mother said calmly but firmly.

"Master, this lady won't attend the Ecstasy Ceremony without force." The short nurse turned her head helplessly, as if talking to thin air.

"Hahaha... How can you force the Empress? This lady is becoming more and more perfect in my eyes. Such a chaste lady, I now really want to see her lewd appearance. I can't wait any longer, implement Plan Two, inject 'Infinite Lust'!" A man's voice came from the speaker, buzzing in my ears.

"Yes, Master!" Two nurses responded at the same time, holding my mother on both sides. The tall nurse pulled out a towel and covered my mother's mouth and nose. My mother struggled a couple of times and then went limp.

They carried the unconscious mother to a high stool. The tall nurse supported my mother while the short nurse took out an injection from the medicine cabinet next to her and deftly lifted my mother's skirt. My mother was not wearing anything under her skirt. Her snow-white buttocks contrasted sharply with the purple and luxurious dress.

The short nurse dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and dabbed it on my mother's bare right buttock. Goosebumps quickly rose on her skin. Watching the nurse pick up the syringe, I panicked. No longer caring about concealing my strength, I took a few steps back and slammed myself against the wall!

The glass wall didn't budge. I bounced back solidly. As I staggered to my feet, the sharp needle plunged into my mother's thick, bare buttock. My unconscious mother shuddered from the prick. I rushed over, pounding on the glass in vain, crying out, "No! No…!"

The clear liquid slowly flowed into my mother's body until not a drop remained. I collapsed helplessly to the ground. Two nurses helped my mother to bed. She remained unconscious, her brow slightly furrowed.

While waiting for the drug to take effect in my mother's system, the man's voice rang out again: "This young man seems quite excited. Although you are this lady's lover, you haven't won her body. However, as a reward for bringing this lady to Paradise, we will now arrange for you to attend the Grand Ceremony of Bliss and see who will be the third master of this lady's beautiful vagina, hahaha..."

I said hoarsely, "Who are you? Are you the master of Paradise? This is not fair! Why won't I participate in the Grand Ceremony of Bliss?"

"It's a pity. You were a very good candidate, and I would love to see you and that lady ascend to paradise together. But you're eighteen, which is too old and doesn't meet our requirements." The man seemed quite interested as he answered my question.

"What? No! I'm fourteen! Eighteen is the age I'm supposed to be when I sign up for the tour!!" I shouted excitedly.

"Oh? How can I trust you, young man? You certainly don't look eighteen, but for the purity of the Paradise Ceremony, we must confirm your true age." The man said, "I'll give you a chance. Are you willing to undergo a bone marrow age test?"

"I'm willing!" I agreed to anything as long as I could be near my mother.

"However, as punishment for your lying, this lady will not wait for your test results in a day; she will attend the Paradise Ceremony first." The man said.

"No!!! No!!!" I screamed hoarsely.

"The will of the supreme Emperor Furen is inviolable! You have joined Elysium, and from now on you must call me Master! Hahaha..." Watching as everything was at his mercy, the man laughed triumphantly, his laughter fading into the distance.

The maniac's laughter filled me with anger and helplessness. The door opened, and two male servants entered, one holding a long, thin needle for extracting marrow. All the strength I had gathered overnight had been used up in that one collision; I was powerless to resist and could only accept my fate.

The needle pierced the back of my neck. I stared blankly at my mother lying on the bed next to me, tears silently streaming down my face.

...

*sound of blood*

The following day was like a nightmare. I was taken to a room with a view of the grand hall through glass, invited as a special guest to witness Emperor Furen's grand Elysium celebration.

The hall was pitch black, all the lights focused on a large seashell in the center. As music played, mist billowed out, and the seashell slowly opened, revealing a naked woman lying on a platform inside. She was being lifted up – it was Mom! She wore a floral wreath, dressed as Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of love and beauty.

Mom's cheeks were flushed; one hand covered her breast, the other her genitals, her fingers kneading her clitoris as she vigorously masturbated. The "Infinite Dream" aphrodisiac seemed to be a super-powerful drug, causing the dignified and reserved Mom to masturbate in public.

A group of "little angels" surrounded her, cheering and embracing Mom's birth from the sea. These little angels were played by boys around ten years old, their pubic hair barely grown, yet they too were aroused by Mom's nakedness, groping her indiscriminately.

An ugly old man dressed as Vulcan approached the platform. He threw down his cane, his dirty hands caressing my mother's snow-white body, and he kissed her breasts. The dark, thin old man, like a withered vine, clung to my mother's plump, snow-white body.

Although my mother was burning with desire, she couldn't bear to have her breasts licked and played with by such an ugly man. She pushed Vulcan away, and he fell to the ground, muttering, "Goddess of love and beauty, Zeus gave you to me, why can't you give me your love in return?" After saying this, he got up and staggered into the darkness.

Before disappearing, the ugly old man gave me a sly smile. My heart skipped a beat, and I realized that he must be that damned Emperor Furen!

"Thump, thump, thump" footsteps sounded, and a burly ancient Greek warrior appeared, holding a spear, completely naked, revealing eight-pack abs, very imposing. It seemed to be Ares, the god of war.

Ares stepped onto the platform, straddling his mother. His voluptuous figure appeared so delicate and fragile beneath the powerful god of war. His mother, her desire surging, quickly succumbed to his strength. She opened her left hand, no longer covering her breasts, allowing Ares to knead her swollen nipples; her right hand also left her clitoris, timidly and gently touching Ares's glans.

Just as Ares's rock-hard member was about to penetrate his mother, suddenly a large net descended from the sky, enveloping both Ares and his mother.

The ugly old man reappeared, leaning on his cane, and exclaimed dramatically, "Ah! My goddess of beauty, you have betrayed me, betrayed my love for you! Now, I will punish you, and display you and your lover before the Olympian gods!"

The mother in the net ignored the old man's ramblings. She tightly gripped Ares's large penis, reason and lust fiercely battling within her. The penis was slowly guided by her fingers towards her vulva.

My heart pounded, silently crying out, "No, Mother, please don't!"

The little angels pounced again, touching the mother through the net; the scene was utterly chaotic. Suddenly, a boy rushed over. Long-limbed and wiry, he shooed away the little angels, lifted the net, and kicked Ares off his mother, shouting, "You're not allowed to bully my mother!"

The ugly old man grinned maliciously, "Heh heh, Cupid, do you want to save your lewd mother? I promise you, we'll hold a gladiatorial contest. If you win, you can take your mother away; otherwise, she will still be punished by the gods!"

The mother, already dejected at losing the fiery penis of the god of war, was now held in the boy's arms. She was completely bewildered, clinging to him. In a daze, the boy then placed her in another man's arms, who said, "My goddess, look, the victor among these youths will receive your holy body."

The mother was forced to kneel naked on the platform, facing the fighting youths. The old man, hiding behind her, lewdly reached under her armpits to her breasts, his fingers kneading her erect testicles. The old man held her hands, preventing her from touching her itchy genitals. She could only writhe in vain within his arms, her desire burning ever brighter.

A spotlight shone from the stage, illuminating the boys in the struggle. The boy playing Cupid, a head taller than the others, unsurprisingly stood at the back. He proudly stood before the mother, and the spotlight converged again.

The mother knelt before the boy, his snow-white penis erect before her. The old man whispered in her ear, "Goddess, this is your son, the final victor, Cupid. He will have you. You must take his penis into your mouth to show your submission." With that, the old man left behind the mother, trembling as he watched from the sidelines.

"No…" the mother groaned. Although the boy's penis was intensely tempting, she maintained her last shred of sanity, struggling against her increasingly irresistible desire.

Finally, the boy could no longer restrain himself and pushed the mother to the ground. The boy pounced, his hot penis pressing against the mother's vaginal opening. The mother jolted awake, pushing the boy away, crying out, "No, no! Xiaoyu didn't even go in there!"

Before she could finish speaking, with a "plop," the boy's penis mercilessly tore open her labia and shoved into her already wet and slippery vagina.

"Ah..." the mother screamed, her mind blank. Had her chastity, which she had guarded for so long, been so easily taken away? The mother collapsed helplessly on the stage. The boy, having taken her body, held her buttocks tightly, refusing to let go, and fucked her hard.

The mother's cries gradually turned into soft moans. Her honeyed orifice changed hands again right before my eyes, and two streams of tears flowed down my cheeks.

The mother's new master was highly skilled, turning her over and over in his wanton pleasure. With each powerful thrust of the boy, the mother was completely lost in lust.

The drums beat rhythmically backstage, neither too fast nor too slow. Mom lay on the stage, her legs raised, her vagina penetrated. In her memory, Mom had never reached orgasm in this position under Dad or Long Qingshan. But due to the aphrodisiac, her entire body had become exceptionally sensitive.

In this unfair battle, the boy, like a seasoned knight, thrust in and out, kneading her breasts, easily controlling this mare. This mare was quickly and completely tamed.

The drumbeats grew more intense, and the boy's thrusts became faster and faster. Finally, amidst a fierce drumbeat, the mother frantically twisted her lower body, beginning her final struggle. The boy firmly controlled her with his whip, preventing her from escaping. The mother was finally completely subdued; she convulsed, her genitals heaving, offering her vaginal fluids in submission.

After her orgasm, the mother, limp and exhausted, didn't get a rest before the boy pulled her onto him. The music slowed down, and the mother lay prostrate on top of the boy, his penis still inserted in her anus, showing that her precious fertile ground was still occupied. The milky white vaginal fluid that had gushed out during her orgasm flowed down the boy's penis.

The boy didn't rush to thrust; instead, he asked the mother for a kiss. At first, the mother turned her head away, but later, unable to resist the boy's persistence, she gave him her lips. The mother's long hair fell down, obscuring their faces. I couldn't see how they kissed, but the soft, smacking sounds of their lips meeting filled me with despair.

When Mom looked up, her face was flushed crimson.

The music rose higher, and the goddess of love and beauty began her rampage again, actively using her honeyed orifice to stroke the boy's penis. This was Mom's favorite position; the boy beneath the mare didn't need to exert much effort, simply enjoying the sight of her breasts bouncing joyfully as she galloped. The throbbing veins on Mom's neck betrayed her impending climax.

The boy smiled triumphantly, his hands supporting Mom's breasts. Mom gripped his hands tightly, crying out, "Ah, ah..." wildly shaking her head, her hair flying from side to side, her face contorted, her honeyed fluid gushing out.

After two orgasms, Mom collapsed limply onto the boy, looking at his still-erect penis, slightly dazed.

The boy seized the opportunity to have Mom perform oral sex on him. His penis was now covered in Mom's own fluids. Abandoning all restraint, Mom knelt beside the boy's legs, gratefully licking his penis clean, then tenderly holding it in her mouth.

At that moment, I saw the edge of the circle of light; the old man had pulled out his penis and was secretly masturbating. The boy knew the old man enjoyed watching this, so he deliberately prolonged the time his mother was giving him oral sex. His mother's oral sex was unremarkable, yet it still made the boy unable to resist. He quickly pushed his mother to the ground.

His mother's third orgasm was brought on by licking. The boy's oral skills were extremely proficient; his tongue, like a viper's forked tongue, teased his mother's clitoris at an extremely high frequency. His mother couldn't bear this excessive stimulation and cried out, "No...no..." She twisted her lower body, trying to escape the boy's relentless assault.

As the rhythm of her twisting gradually increased, the boy knew she was about to climax. He lowered his head and sucked on his mother's clitoris fiercely for several seconds. His mother twisted her lower body frantically, trying to get rid of the boy. The boy suddenly raised his head, spreading his mother's legs wide open, facing the old man and me. The bright light shone on his mother's crotch, exposing the black and white areas there.

The mother cried out in surprise, trying to close her legs, but the boy held them firmly. The extreme numbness that surged through her cerebral cortex made her instantly give up all effort. She moaned loudly, her buttocks rising and falling off the table like a thrashing frog, her vagina contracting sharply, and milky white vaginal fluid gushing out.

The sacred mother was thus stripped of her last veil of modesty, even her squirting was shamefully displayed before everyone.

The boy climbed onto the mother's body again, trying to bring her to another orgasm. This time he failed. The humiliated mother gave the boy a sad smile, and the boy immediately surrendered, leaving himself inside her.

The boy climbed off the mother's body unwillingly, and one by one, the little devils followed, like wolf cubs climbing onto a mother sheep's body. The lush, sweet grass on the mother's Mount of Love was once again trampled.

As the last wolf cub left its mother's body, "Cupid" returned to his senses. He lay beside her, feigning affection, embracing and kissing her. His mother, now too weak, had her tongue sucked out.

"Thwack!" The cane struck the boy's bare back, causing him to wince in pain.

"You failed to make the goddess willingly take your penis in, Deps, you've disappointed me greatly!" The ugly old man was indeed Vrondi, loudly berating the boy named Deps.

The boy knelt on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.

"Alright, all of you, get out! None of you deserve my goddess!" The ugly old man limped over to my mother, squatted down, and stroked the teeth marks the wolf cubs had left on her breasts. He whispered, "My dear goddess, let's go home. Let your loving husband kiss your whole body."

With the old man's touch, my mother trembled uncontrollably. The old man seemed pleased with her fear. He bent down and took one of her white nipples into his mouth, his eyes rolling upwards, mocking me. I helplessly watched the curtain fall, concealing all this ugliness.

"Carry the goddess into the palace of the god of fire. Tonight I will sleep with the goddess of love. Tomorrow morning, the pearl necklace around the goddess's neck will represent the number of times I have planted fire in her."

My heart finally collapsed.

That night, I didn't sleep a wink until dawn, finally drifting off to sleep.

Not long after, I was woken up, ate breakfast in a daze, and was taken back to yesterday's room.

The nightmare continued. The stage remained dark, but under the spotlight, a dozen or so women knelt naked in a circle. The mother knelt in the center, three pearl necklaces around her neck.

The boy, Depps, approached her, his penis erect and angry. The mother tilted her head back, sobbing, and took his penis into her mouth. The other children also found their own objects; the women were all beautiful young women. It seemed the old man enjoyed this perverse sexual behavior.

Four or five children surrounded the mother. Depps didn't interfere, pushing her to the ground and riding her like a king. Some grabbed her hands and pressed them to their penises, forcing her to masturbate them; others lay on top of her, sucking her breasts.

The mother's breasts, freshly full after a night's rest, were now falling into the mouths of these wolf cubs—a truly heartbreaking sight.

Suddenly, a male servant walked up to me and said, "Congratulations, Number 107, your age verification has passed. Your true age is fourteen. From now on, you can join the Paradise activities. The master asked me to tell you that he hopes to see your perfect performance."

Hearing this news, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. After taking off my clothes, I was led into a small door in a daze. What appeared before me was the lewd scene I had just witnessed. My mother was still lying on the ground, surrounded by several boys.

In the darkness, I moved my feet. Perhaps seeing that I was moving too slowly, someone behind me pushed me, and I fell down a dozen meters in front of my mother's feet. My mother's feet were on the ground, her legs spread apart in an "M" shape, and the boy Depp was above this "M," thrusting his buttocks.

I crawled towards my mother with difficulty, thinking, "Mom, I'm coming."

When I reached my mother's feet, all my strength seemed to have been used up. My mother's toes silently told me about the master's pain, and my tears couldn't help but roll down. I picked up my mother's feet and put her big toe in my mouth. Mom flinched, then stopped moving. I held her toes in my mouth, licking the fine lines of her big toe. Oh, feeling the real touch of her jade-like toes between my tongue and teeth, my heart awakened.

I kissed her toes, then lifted my shrunken little snake with one hand and pressed her warm sole against it with the other, gently rubbing it up and down. The tingling heat from her sole made my little snake lengthen like ramen noodles, then become engorged and thick.

I straightened her foot, letting her big toenail scrape against my dragon's body from bottom to top. When her slightly upturned toenail lightly brushed against my dragon's mouth, my little snake finally transformed into an angry dragon!

A burst of flame swept across my body, from the top of my head to the crown of my head. I'm here, Mom! I put down Mom's feet and slowly stood up, patting Depps' back, who was still riding on Mom and pounding on her. Depps turned around in confusion, and we looked at each other. Finally, he left Mom's body and stood up.

Mom's vagina suddenly lost its penis. She sighed and opened her eyes in disappointment, seeing me.

[Part Three: Mom's Love and Sorrow] (12) The Hunter, the Beautiful Boy

Depps and I stood on opposite sides of the pillar of light, ready to duel.

Through the pillar of light, I saw Depps standing proudly, his body well-built, like the statue of David. This made me extremely unhappy. His penis was still stained with Mom's milky white nectar, and I was even more furious! He declared, "Aphrodite is mine, and no one can take her away."

These words ignited my fury. My pent-up inner fire energy gathered in my right fist, and I roared, "Die!" A powerful "Black Tiger Strike the Heart" strike aimed straight for Deps's heart.

Before Deps could react, he was struck by my heavy blow and sent flying, causing the surrounding women and children to scream in alarm. The kid landed on the ground, surprisingly tough, not uttering a sound. He struggled a couple of times and then stopped moving. I was about to kick him to pieces when I heard that damned Vrondi's voice: "Beautiful hunting boy Adnis, the tears of Cupid are for you, she belongs to you!"

The beam of light suddenly shifted, enveloping my mother, who was slumped on the ground, weeping with her face covered. My mother's naked body was dazzlingly white, making me dizzy. I had no choice but to abandon Deps and go forward to hug my mother. Noticing that she was trembling all over, I quickly shouted, "Could you please give me some clothes!"

"Hahaha..." Vrondi's annoying laughter rang out again, saying, "When have you ever seen Cupid wearing clothes? She has always shown the world her naked beauty, and you have no right to cover it up."

There was no point in arguing with this damned Vrondi, so I could only remain silent and hold my mother tightly in my arms.

After a while, Vrondi's slightly displeased voice came: "Adenis, are you just going to keep holding onto the goddess like this?"

Although I loathed this peeping tom, I still had to comply with him, and said with difficulty, "Master, could I be alone with the goddess tonight?"

"Adenis, you must remember, the goddess of love and beauty has always been the wife of the god of fire. You won her favor with your youth and handsomeness, but you are only one of her lovers!" After a pause, Vrondi continued, "However, last night's several encounters with the goddess have quite exhausted me. Tonight, I will grant your wish and let you have a secret rendezvous for one night." "

Thank you, Master!" Holding my pitiful mother, I felt a little comforted.

In a suite arranged by Vrondi, my mother and I finished bathing one after the other. In bed, we, the distressed couple, finally embraced tightly once again.

After a long, breathtaking kiss, my mother softly nestled in my arms and said, "Xiaoyu, tell me, is all of this just a dream?"

"I don't know either," I said with a bitter smile.

"These past two days on that stage, my mind was like a hellfire burning inside me, a complete mess, it was terrifying. It wasn't until I saw you that I came to my senses," Mom said, still shaken.

"Yes, it's all in the past, Zhenzhen, don't think about it," I gently stroked Mom's back.

"I wish I could forget it too, but the thought of me doing those things with several boys at the same time like a harlot drives me crazy!" Mom's body trembled uncontrollably, and she broke down in tears again.

"Don't think like that! Zhenzhen, it's not your fault. They injected you with a powerful aphrodisiac; you couldn't resist it!" I shouted.

After Mom calmed down, I continued, "I saw you thinking about me for the first two days, unwilling to submit to them and participate in the Ecstasy Festival, and then being injected with the drug."

"Hmm, why didn't I see you then?" Mom asked.

"What you see is a mirror, right? But on my side, it's a glass wall."

"That's terrifying. What are we doing now..."

"We're definitely being spied on too," I whispered. "But he can't possibly have a camera in the bed, can he?"

"Hold me tight, Xiaoyu." Mom was terrified and hugged me tightly.

Slowly, our body heat warmed each other's cold hearts, and my little dragon began to stir. I rubbed Mom's plump buttocks and whispered in her ear, "Sister, give it to me."

Mom whispered, "But sister's body is already dirty."

"Sister, let me soothe your emotional wounds with love!" I said firmly.

"Xiaoyu..." When Mom looked up, tears were already streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, sister..." I kissed away her tears with heartache.

"Kiss me, Xiaoyu..." Mom offered her lips.

All of this happened so suddenly. My little dragon arrived at the Mount of Love, the mother goddess I had long admired. Silky, gentle love grass embraced it, caressing its body. Several long blades of grass entwined around its head, teasing its tightly closed mouth. The dragon spat out saliva, capturing a blade of grass, which it held triumphantly in its mouth.

Under the tingling, teasing touch of the love grass, the little dragon quickly rose up, transforming into a fiery dragon, soaring into the sky. The love grass, reluctant to see their king go, wanted to rest, but the clump of black grass beneath the dragon's roots had already covered it. The soft, green grass murmured in unison, and it had no choice but to continue its rubbing. My mother's flower path, though swept by many visitors, remained as beautiful as ever. Tonight, the gate opened again, finally welcoming back its little master.

My fiery dragon entered my mother's sorrowful vagina, feeling her silent lament: the sweetness and warmth of being caressed by my father, the Azure Dragon; the pain and pleasure of being ravaged by the Green Mountain Dragon; and the humiliation of being repeatedly ravaged by several little evil dragons over the past two days.

Under the caress of the fire dragon, the sorrowful orifice was freed from grief, seeping out sweet nectar to entertain the dragon, shyly expressing her affection for her new master. The fire dragon's violent assault on the orifice gradually heightened Mother's emotions. Since it was her first time having intercourse with me, Mother couldn't make any large movements, only undulating her hips beneath me to meet my thrusts.

Finally, I was fully inside Mother's body. The immense pleasure made me feel that my heart might burst out with each impact. At this moment, all I could see was Mother's beautiful face, her slightly parted red lips. The intense pleasure emanating from the fire dragon told me that I was about to reach my climax.

I stared into my mother's eyes and said tenderly, "Sister, I'm going to cum."

My mother hummed in response, shyly turning her face away, but then reached out and placed my hand, which was propping me up on the bed, on her breast. I was deeply moved; how could I possibly accept such a beautiful woman's kindness? I could only cry out in my heart, "Mom, I'm back!" I thrust my penis fully, sending a torrent of hot fluid into my mother's womb, the birthplace of my life.

After the climax, I held my mother tightly, and it took me a long time to catch my breath. I whispered in her ear, "Goddess of love and beauty, Adnis has been completely captivated by you."

My mother chuckled, "You're being cheeky again. Who exactly is this Adnis?"

"Adnis is a beautiful youth in Greek mythology who loves hunting. Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, fell in love with him and often accompanied her beloved lover on hunts in the forest," I said.

"Hmm, and then what?" my mother asked.

"Later, Athena and the handsome young man often made love together."

"Nonsense!" Mom playfully pinched me lightly.

I chuckled, "Actually, that's what Greek mythology says. Athena often slept with Adnes, neglecting her other lovers, which aroused their dissatisfaction, so they plotted to get rid of Adnes."

"Hmm..." Mom was captivated by the story, nestled in my arms, listening intently.

"One day, on Mount Olympus, Aphrodite was dressing up, preparing to go find her little lover, when Cupid came in and entangled her, preventing her from escaping..."

"Is Cupid the little god of love with a bow and arrow?" Mom asked.

"Yes, he is Aphrodite's own son. The gods of Mount Olympus are very licentious, especially Aphrodite, who has countless lovers and a very ambiguous relationship with her own son."

"Don't listen, don't listen..." Mom was very shy and covered her ears.

"Hehe, alright, let's not talk about that. Now, Adnis, impatient because Aphrodite hadn't come, went hunting by himself. He happened to run into a wild boar and chased after it. That boar was actually Ares, the god of war and another lover of Aphrodite, in disguise. With a sudden turn, its sharp tusks pierced Adnis..."

"Ah..." Mom gasped softly, hugging me tightly, and asked, "And then what happened?"

"Aphrodite heard her lover's cries for help, broke free from Cupid's clutches, and rushed into the forest without even putting on her shoes. Her bare feet accidentally stepped on a rose, and her delicate soles were pierced by the thorns, bleeding profusely..."

"Ah, did she eventually arrive in time to save the boy?" Mom asked.

"No. But this left behind a story: the blood from Cupid's beautiful feet stained the originally pure white roses red, and the red rose became a symbol of sweet love, while the thorns of the rose represent the trials of love."

After hearing this story, Mom remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly, "That boy was so pitiful. I always thought Cupid was very cute. Didn't he make his mother very sad by doing this?"

"Yes, Cupid must have been burning with rage watching his mother and lover being taken away. His arrows could control everyone's love, but they couldn't pierce his own heart or his mother's."

"Yes, you're right. If anyone's to blame, it's Cupid for being too fickle," Mom said, then suddenly remembered something, blushed, and lowered her head.

"I love Aphrodite, even though she had many lovers, and even an affair with her own son. She is the embodiment of love and beauty; even the strongest man, Ares, the god of war, melted in her arms. Yet she never yielded to power; Zeus, the king of the gods, wanted her several times, but she refused each time. Aphrodite always expressed her love intensely, even at the cost of burning herself," I said.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to know so much about Aphrodite," Mom said sourly.

"Of course, because I think she's a lot like you," I said, looking at Mom.

"You're going to kill me!" Mom scolded, playfully punching my chest.

"Listen to me, Zhenzhen." I grasped my mother's small fist and said, "Xiaojia's father is like the god of fire, he married you but didn't win your heart; Long Qingshan is like Ares, the god of war, brutal and savage, he doesn't know how to cherish women; and I am Adnis, Xiaojia is Cupid."

"Pfft..." My mother couldn't help but laugh, saying, "You really came up with that, but Xiaojia isn't Cupid, he wouldn't bear to hurt me."

"Hehe, hard to say, do you dare say Xiaojia doesn't have a crush on you?" I said deliberately.

My mother lightly punched me and whispered, "Well, Xiaojia has grown up these past few years, sometimes his expression when he looks at me is indeed a little strange..."

Suddenly, my mother's nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes. She sobbed, "Don't mention Xiaojia, I don't know if I'll be able to go back and see him this time."

"You will, you definitely will." I comforted my mother, although my heart was also filled with unknown fear of tomorrow, but at least I knew that I was Xiaojia, and with my dearest mother by my side, even if the sky fell, it wouldn't matter. Seeing my mother's sorrowful expression, I knew that the only way to avoid upsetting her was to reveal my identity.

"Xiaoyu, hold me tight," my mother sobbed.

I hugged her tightly; only my burning love could dispel her grief. I helped her onto my lap, the blanket slipping off her back to reveal the alluring curves of her upper body.

My mother was startled. "Xiaoyu, he... he's still spying."

"Zhenzhen, only this way will he let us stay together," I said, my voice filled with helplessness.

My mother understood. She bent over painfully, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall. Through her flowing hair, I touched her cool lips.

I kissed my mother's lips, greedily absorbing her cool, refreshing saliva. Suddenly, the "Dual Cultivation of Water and Fire" came to mind. It explained that during intercourse, until the woman reaches orgasm, the saliva in her mouth and the vaginal secretions are invaluable yin fluids, which the man should absorb through his mouth and penis, respectively. Conversely, the man's extreme yang fire is semen, which the woman can absorb completely through the vaginal walls and uterus. The union of water and fire between man and woman allows for the complete practice of dual cultivation.

Traditional Taoist yin-yang practices emphasized that the man should not ejaculate, thus depriving the woman of yang fire to absorb, often resulting in significant depletion after being drained. Conversely, the man's yang fire, if not released for a long time, is also detrimental, as excessive yang energy can easily lead to qi deviation and demonic possession. One of the postures in the book, depicting the intercourse between man and woman, is the same position my mother and I are in now, facing each other with the woman on top, called "Fish Connecting Scales," signifying the joy of fish and water.

I whispered in my mother's ear, and she didn't believe me at first. I pressed my thumbs on the Linqi acupoints on the soles of her feet, gently sending out yang energy. The book says, "The Linqi acupoint on the sole of the foot, when circulated with qi, travels along the Taiyin meridian of the foot, eliminating fatigue and curing all diseases. Those who practice this will feel light and relaxed, experiencing indescribable bliss, and may feel as if they want to cry. Hence, this acupoint is named Linqi."

My internal Fire Virtue Pure Yang Gong had already achieved some success, and my true qi was abundant. As it traveled through my mother's meridians, it broke through any slight blockages it encountered. Two streams of heat flowed from the soles of her feet directly to her entire body. My mother felt weak all over, and no longer caring about her dignity, she lay on top of me, tears of pleasure

streaming down her face. After a long while, my mother finally sat up, shyly wiping away her tears, and leaned weakly against my chest, saying, "Xiaoyu, what kind of technique is this? It's so amazing! It feels like it cleansed my very bones." "

Now do you believe me?" I laughed.

"I believe you, you little devil, you always have so many tricks up your sleeve. If you do this to your sister several times a day, I'll never be able to live without you for the rest of my life," Mom said

, biting her lower lip. "Sister, that was just a small test. The more amazing stuff is yet to come..." As I spoke, I raised my dragon head and lightly touched Mom's perineum. I exhaled a breath of true energy from my dragon mouth and channeled it into the most private acupoint on Mom's body. It scurried around in Mom's lower triangle area like a little mouse. Mom felt like she had been electrocuted and involuntarily twisted her body against me, holding onto my chest, looking like she wanted to escape but couldn't. She was incredibly alluring.

"You naughty little Yu, you bad little Yu, you're going to kill your sister~" Mom became extremely aroused under my yang energy.

"Hehe... Sister, my little dragon hasn't even entered the harbor yet, and you're already this wanton. I wonder how much lustful juice you'll spit out to feed my little dragon once it's inside." Seeing that Mom was starting to get aroused, I also let loose and teased her.

"Hmph, you came in just now too, but I didn't see you do anything to my sister," Mom said indignantly.

"That was my first time, like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit, how could I possibly taste anything?" I laughed.

"I knew you were a virgin, losing it before anyone even came, what a waste."

Mom refused to give up, sliding over me like a large white snake, her soft belly pressed tightly against my chest, her two full breasts brought close to my face, teasingly saying, "Little scholar, now that you've been captured by me, the White Snake, do you regret losing your virginity?"

The pair of jade rabbits that haunted my dreams swayed gently less than a foot away from me, their nipples gazing at me with tender affection like shy maidens. My mouth was dry, and I couldn't even think of answering. I just murmured, "Sister, are these beautiful breasts of yours really mine?"

"Silly boy, idiot..." Mother whispered, biting her lower lip.

"Mommy, I want to nurse..." I mumbled groggily.

"What did you call me?" Mother trembled, staring at me in disbelief.

I was startled. Oh no, I let it slip! 02-28

[Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow] (Thirteen) The Bond of Life

"Oh, sister, please allow me to call you that for now? I miss Mommy..." I thought of something quick and held Mother's breasts, looking at her pleadingly.

"Hmm... good baby, suckle well, all of Mommy's milk is yours." Mother didn't suspect anything, but instead became very tender, holding me tightly in her arms.

Fourteen years later, my mother opened her arms to me again, just like before, offering me her heavy, ripe breasts. As I suckled on her soft, tender nipples, tears streamed down my face. She gently wiped them away, softly saying, "Baby, don't cry, Mommy's here with you, don't be afraid..."

My burning desire, amplified by her gentle moan, transformed into a deep longing for her. I kissed her breasts, telling them of my yearning. But I dared not get too carried away, afraid of reminding her of Xiao Jia. So I released her nipples and held them in my hands, examining them closely.

Her breasts weren't bowl-shaped or cone-shaped, but rather a beautifully curved gourd shape. The nipples were round and slightly upturned, the areolas medium-sized, and the entire nipple resembled a fresh lychee—absolutely exquisite. Seeing them covered in my saliva, I felt a surge of pride. Such beautiful breasts were mine! I couldn't resist kissing them a few more times.

Seeing how much I liked her breasts, Mom felt a sweet joy in her heart, and said shyly, "You little pervert, how can you look like that? It's so embarrassing."

Looking at Mom's flushed cheeks and her stunningly beautiful, shy smile, I couldn't help but recite, "A rider gallops through the dust, a concubine smiles, but no one knows it's lychees that have arrived." After reciting, I took a bite of Mom's tender lychee flesh, leaned back and lifted her up, my fiery lower body surged forward, and with a "squeak," I plunged into Mom's warm and tight embrace once more.

The fiery heat of Mom's honey pot enveloped me again. I kneaded Mom's plump, bare buttocks, feeling her weight. Mom's peach-like breasts hung above me, waiting to be plucked. Everything felt so real, and I groaned with pleasure.

Although Mom was on top this time, I wanted to be completely in control, not as helpless as the first time.

The "fish-scale" position had one advantage: my hands could touch any part of Mom's body. My lower body didn't stop thrusting; my fiery dragon, enveloped by my mother's vagina, played freely in her paradise, nourished by her vaginal fluids. My hands, like pianists, played on my mother's naked body, as beautiful as a cello. First, I held one of my mother's bare feet in each hand. My mother knew I was performing some kind of ritual and obediently let me manipulate her toes.

I loved my mother's big toes the most, so I started by pressing the "Dadun" acupoint on her big toe, located below the nail. After pressing it, I gently touched my mother's big toe. My mother, unaware of my illicit activity, even pointed her toes to make it easier for me to touch them.

My mother's big toes were full and rounded, and touching them felt incredibly comfortable. I made up my mind to kiss my mother's jade toes a thousand times over in the future. I reluctantly left them. My fingers moved to the area where the big toe and second toe connect on the back of my mother's foot, pressing upwards along the space between the second and second toes. I could feel the pulsation of the small artery on the back of her foot; this was her Taichong acupoint. This acupoint is quite significant; proper acupressure can greatly enhance a mother's sexual ability.

I massaged it carefully, recalling that my mother's libido hadn't been particularly strong in the past. She was mostly passive during intercourse with my father and Long Qingshan, sometimes even failing to reach orgasm. I thought that with my guidance, her libido would surely flourish, and she would eagerly beg me to satisfy her.

My mother, unaware of my lewd thoughts, was moaning comfortably as I massaged her, which secretly pleased me.

Although the feet are small, they have many important acupoints. I spent most of my energy here, massaging almost every part of my mother's toes, instep, sole, and heel. My mother's delicate feet were completely under my control, occasionally flinching shyly from the tickling sensation, bringing me immense pleasure.

Next, I followed my hands up my mother's Foot Shaoyin Meridian, pressing on key acupoints on her legs such as Xiyan, Yinlingquan, Yingu, and Sanyinjiao. Then I came to my mother's Huiyin acupoint. I gently lifted my mother's body and touched her Huiyin area, which was already incredibly wet.

I dipped my finger in my mother's vaginal fluid and pressed hard, but accidentally slipped it into my mother's anus. My mother cried out softly, but she wasn't sure if I had pressed the wrong spot or if it was necessary for the exercise. Her body stiffened, and she didn't dare to move, letting me gently insert my finger into her slippery anus several times before withdrawing it.

I couldn't help myself and giggled while suckling at my mother's nipple. My mother then realized what was happening and became furious. She grabbed my ear and scolded, "You little brat, you're going to kill me! How dare you tease your sister!"

My mother's grip was very light, and I chuckled, "Sister, you can't blame me. It's because you're so wet. It's so slippery down there, hehe..."

"You still dare to say that! Humph, you little rascal, I'm not letting you nurse anymore!" My mother said, covering her breasts with her arms, feigning anger.

"Good sister, fairy sister, it was my fault..." I hurriedly apologized, secretly pushing the fire dragon into my mother's hole a few times. I had already touched all the acupoints on my mother's lower limbs, and her body was in an extremely sensitive state. After just a few touches, she was already dripping with lustful fluid. No longer caring about her modesty, she looked at me with seductive eyes and said in a coquettish voice, "Sweetheart, you've made me almost lose control. I'm afraid I'm going to lose it. Tell me quickly how to perform the ritual."

Upon hearing this, I immediately stopped my actions and said, "Sister, I have infused each of your acupoints with yang energy. I will do the same for your upper body, arms, and head later. The places I press will feel a little numb and itchy. You don't need to do anything. Just focus your mind on them." "

Then... when?" my mother whispered.

"When?" I pretended to be clueless.

"You bad man! It's... it's when I lose it..." my mother said shyly.

"Hehe, Yang is dominant and Yin is secondary, Yang moves and Yin remains still. This dual cultivation method mainly relies on the male's initiative. When you orgasm, you only need to open your uterus for fertilization."

"Xiaoyu..." My mother, already burning with desire, couldn't stand my blatant teasing. She said in a sweet voice, "Won't I get pregnant with your child?"

"Don't worry, sister. The dual cultivation method uses Yang essence to replenish Yin. Unless I don't perform the cultivation, you won't get pregnant," I said.

"Hmm, whether I perform the cultivation or not, sister will do as you say..." After saying that, my mother was too shy to look at me.

My mother meant that she would be willing even if she got pregnant with my child? My mother's love for me made me ecstatic. I channeled my energy into my hands and said, "Good sister, Xiaoyu knows your feelings."

After saying that, I pressed my hands on my mother's chest and abdomen, Qihai, Qixue, Tanzhong... as well as her back, Dazhui, Mingmen, Shendao... and her arms, Shaochong, Luozhen, Neiguan, Quchi, Jianjing, leaving my mark on each one.

The tingling pleasure coursing through her body made Mom completely abandon her shyness. She wildly tossed her long, black hair, sometimes letting out loud cries, sometimes moaning softly, composing a tumultuous symphony of pleasure.

When I massaged her head, I carefully examined her face. Mom had a broad forehead, a delicate nose, red lips, and full earlobes. Only a slight red line remained on her philtrum, a sign of recent exposure to different men's secretions. With my pure yang fire cleansing her meridians and marrow today, it should be completely removed.

I gently pressed acupoints on my mother's face, such as Yingxiang and Yintang. With her eyes slightly closed, her pretty face was being rubbed and kneaded by my fingers. She was already completely entranced, her lips slightly parted, letting me do as I pleased.

After pressing the acupoints on the front and back of her head, I finally reached the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head, stroking it with my palm. This "fish-scale" acupressure technique was then complete.

Next, my mother and I intertwined our fingers. I looked at her and said, "Sister, relax your body and fully enjoy the pleasure of intercourse. When you reach climax, my yang fire will merge with your extreme yin, and you will achieve perfect harmony. Leave everything to me!"

With that, I was filled with passion, my fiery dragon roaring and raging, thrusting like a piston into my mother's burning, lustful orifice. My lower body rubbed against her pubic area incessantly. In this position, my mother's clitoris received extreme stimulation.

The fiery dragon channeled its true energy, igniting the erogenous zones on my mother's body that had been controlled by my pure yang energy. My mother, her bones and muscles weak, couldn't withstand such a torrent of passion, letting out a series of continuous, trembling "Mmm...mmm" sounds—sounds I had never heard before during any of her previous sexual encounters.

I knew she was about to reach her highest climax ever, so I quickly released her hands, leaned back, and embraced her bare buttocks, kneading them vigorously, making her vagina tightly grip my fiery dragon, leaving no gap.

Tears streamed down my mother's face as she sobbed and moved frantically up and down, holding me tightly in her arms. I looked up from her deep cleavage, hoping to see her face, but my mother never liked having her distorted face seen during orgasm. She tilted her head back, preventing me from seeing. I could only see her neck, flushed red, with veins bulging.

Suddenly, Mom let out a long, melodious moan, "Ah...ah...ah..." Her vaginal walls convulsed violently, and scalding vaginal fluid poured over my erection like a refreshing infusion, making every pore on my body feel as if it had been ironed.

Unable to withstand this onslaught, my erection roared and erupted simultaneously. In that instant, heaven and earth merged, water and fire mingled.

Mom and I were locked in a passionate embrace, both lost in boundless pleasure. My penis, like a dragon sucking water, drew in Mom's pure yin, transforming it into yin energy to nourish my solitary yang; similarly, my yang essence transformed into primordial energy flowing through Mom's meridians.

After what seemed like an eternity, Mom's hair was disheveled, and she was covered in sweat. She had gradually recovered from her peak of climax. Wiping away her tears, Mom gently brushed aside her disheveled hair, gazed at me tenderly, and lowered her head to offer her lips.

After the climax, kissing my mother's cool lips felt as refreshing as eating ice cream on a hot summer day. The saliva in her mouth, as cool as ice, was a rare and precious yin essence. Our lips met, and she gently transferred her fragrant saliva to me, which I greedily sucked.

After a long while, our lips parted, and we smiled at each other. Our first experience of yin and yang harmony had finally come to a successful conclusion.

My mother and I couldn't sleep under the covers. She nestled in my arms, whispering intimate words, and occasionally tilting her head back to give me a quick, sweet kiss.

"Xiaoyu, a few days ago I was injected with an aphrodisiac, and I felt dizzy and suffocated; but after making love with you this time, I feel refreshed, like I've been holding my breath underwater for a long time and suddenly surfaced—it's an indescribable feeling of bliss."

My mother said affectionately, "Thank you, Xiaoyu. If it weren't for you, I might have really sunk into this darkness. Just thinking about it terrifies me. Now you are my only support."

"Sister, I feel the same way you do. A few days ago, seeing you being violated, my heart burned with pain. Now, holding you in my arms, I feel like no difficulty is insurmountable."

"Xiaoyu, I don't want to be separated from you again." My mother hugged me tightly, as if afraid of losing me.

"No, sister, we will never be apart." Actually, I was also uneasy. In this dark place, would my mother and I be able to get back safely?

To ease my mother's sadness, I said, "Sister, do you know? The senior brother who taught me the technique said that with my Pure Yang Fire Technique, practicing the Water and Fire Dual Cultivation Technique with a woman 999 times, cleansing her meridians and marrow, can make her stay young forever, her appearance eternal."

"Really?" My mother looked at me incredulously.

"Of course it's true, you'll see after we practice together," I laughed.

"Great!" My mother was very happy. If there's one thing a woman cares about most, it's definitely her appearance, especially for a beauty like my mother. Suddenly, she blushed and said, "999 times, how many years would that take?"

"Not long, once a day, minus a few days a month, it'll be a little over three years," I said.

"A little over three years?" My mother didn't notice the teasing in my words, but instead absentmindedly touched her face, seemingly wondering what she would look like in three years.

"Hehe, at most I'll have to work a little harder, three times a day, so it'll be finished in a year," I laughed.

"That won't do," my mother unexpectedly refused. "Once a day is already considered excessive, let alone three times a day? Your body won't be able to handle it. Let's take it slowly. I can wait."

I was very touched. My mother was thinking of me. I hugged her and said, "Thank you, sister. There's no need to worry. The practice of dual cultivation of water and fire is about the mutual generation of yin and yang. My true energy and your yin essence are inexhaustible. Three times a day is our limit for now. In the future, when our cultivation is more advanced, we can do more than three times a day. It will only be beneficial to our bodies."

"Is it really that good?" my mother asked.

"Absolutely. If you practice the Water Spirit Divine Skill, it won't just be about preserving your youth; it will be a complete transformation. You'll become more and more beautiful."

I lifted my mother's chin and clicked my tongue in admiration. "You're already stunningly beautiful now. I can't imagine how much more beautiful you'll become in the future."

My mother was so happy she almost fainted. She murmured, "Xiaoyu, is what you're saying true? Am I dreaming again?"

"Hehe, sister, how about I teach you the Water Spirit Divine Skill now? If you master the skill, the yin essence you release during intercourse will be even more nourishing than snow frog fat. I'll feed it all to my little dragon, okay?"

My mother's body was aroused by my teasing. She clung to my body and twisted, saying, "Good little brother, teach your sister quickly. I can't wait..."

I didn't carry the book "Dual Cultivation of Water and Fire" with me; I locked it in a bank vault. However, I had already memorized the contents and the practice diagrams perfectly, so teaching my mother the skill was no problem at all.

I had my mother sit in the lotus position, like Guanyin. Looking at her, with her dignified expression, eyes slightly closed, legs crossed, hands forming the lotus mudra, a picture of solemn dignity, yet completely naked, this contrast instantly aroused me again. Although I could still have one more time before my energy was depleted, I restrained myself; I couldn't let lust interfere with my mother's practice.

Teaching my mother was pure torture. First, the diagrams of the exercises were in my head, but my mother knew nothing about the acupoints. I had to physically examine her entire body, explaining the meridians and acupoints in detail, which already fueled my desire. Yet, my mother looked so earnest in her studies; her intellectual beauty combined with her curvaceous naked body created an irresistible allure.

I had no choice but to pull the sheet over my lower body, suppressing my boundless love for my mother, and obediently playing the role of a good teacher. When I touched my mother's important acupoints on her chest, such as "Ruzhong," "Tianchi," and "Rugen," and saw her pink nipples right in front of me, yet unable to touch them, my heart felt an itch like a million ants were biting me.

Moving down to her abdomen, I touched the "Yinjiao" and "Qihai" acupoints, and then to the "Qugu" acupoint in her pubic area. The sight of her lush, hairy triangle almost made me lose control of my mind.

My mother, aroused by my touch, sensed my unease. She placed my hand on her private parts and said shyly, "Xiaoyu, how about I...?"

I jolted awake and smiled at my mother, "Sister, it was my fault. Master was distracted by the female disciples during the instruction; it was really wrong of him. Practice is all about perseverance. Come, let's continue."

I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and earnestly began teaching my mother again. Seeing my devotion, she was moved and regained her composure. With

one patiently instructing and the other diligently learning, two hours later, my mother had mastered the basic techniques of the Water Spirit Divine Skill. We completed the nine cycles of practice together, both feeling refreshed and energetic. We opened our eyes and smiled at each other.

"Are you done, Xiaoyu?" my mother asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"You really worked hard just now. Now, I'll reward you." With that, my mother shifted from sitting to kneeling, raising her high, firm breasts.

I was overjoyed. I bent down and cupped my mother's nipples, kissing each one a few times. Looking up at my mother, I smiled, "Sister, you truly understand me. This is the best reward for me."

My mother smiled broadly. Heavens! My mother, having just practiced her skills, seemed to possess an ethereal beauty that was hard to grasp. I was mesmerized.

My mother chuckled softly, pulled me into bed, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

The Oedipus complex is the subconscious dream that ultimately leads us back to the embrace of our mothers in the deepest part of the universe.

[Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow] (XIV) Too Soft-Hearted

The next day, because I seriously injured Depp, who was playing Cupid, the Elysium Ceremony did not continue. But my mother was summoned by Emperor Vrondi, who said that the injured Cupid needed the care of the goddess of love. I was furious, but there was nothing I could do.

I could only wander aimlessly within the area designated by Emperor Vrondi. I observed the environment and found that I was in a small valley on the island. There were many of Emperor Vrondi's men around me, each one burly and armed with guns. Escaping would be as difficult as climbing to heaven. Feeling annoyed, I simply went swimming in the sea.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Mom had a chance to come out for some fresh air. I saw she was wearing a nurse's uniform, the skirt was very short, revealing a section of her pale thigh. I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Sister, why are you dressed like this?"

Mom blushed and said, "What can I do? This is the only uniform they gave me."

I thought to myself, that's true. Here, you can't change your own clothes; you just wear whatever they give you. Luckily, she wasn't wearing a nurse's cap. Mom's long, flowing black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and paired with the uniform, she looked like a pure and innocent young woman.

I went up and hugged Mom's waist, asking, "Sister, how badly did I beat that guy?"

"Hmm, you really hit him hard. You broke two of his ribs, causing internal bleeding. He's lying in bed unable to move now," Mom said.

I sensed something was off about my mother's tone and looked at her, saying, "Sister, you won't blame me for feeling sorry for him, will you?"

"How could I?" my mother smiled. "You were trying to save me back then."

Seeing that my mother's smile was somewhat forced, I thought to myself that women are just too soft-hearted, so I didn't say anything more and simply accompanied her for a slow walk. My mother noticed that I wasn't happy, and she stopped and said, "Xiaoyu, hug me."

I reached out and hugged my mother, closing my eyes to enjoy her soft body in my arms, and the little bit of unhappiness in my heart vanished. Holding this beautiful woman in my arms, I could clearly feel her two prominent nipples rubbing against my chest through her thin clothes. I whispered in my mother's ear, "Aren't you wearing a bra?"

My mother shyly twisted her body but didn't answer.

My heart skipped a beat, and I slipped one hand under my mother's nurse's uniform, moving it upwards from her waist. Her full, unrestrained breasts were instantly under my grasp; she wasn't wearing anything underneath, her large breasts exposed.

I kneaded them with pleasure, feeling their smoothness. My mother's body grew hot from the touch, and she leaned in for a kiss. I kissed her twice, but didn't immediately kiss her, laughing, "Sexy sister, you've been dressed like this all morning, haven't you just been giving that guy in the hospital bed a free ride?"

My mother, aroused by my teasing, parted her lips, seeking my touch.

"No, you have to make it clear before you kiss me!" I resisted the temptation of her alluring red lips, tilting my head back.

My mother opened her eyes angrily, saw my wronged expression, and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Fine, if you won't kiss me, then I won't. Who cares?" She then turned her face away, giving me a side view.

Seeing that coercion failed, I became enraged. I pinched my mother's nipple between my index and middle fingers, then pinched her nipple with my thumbnail, saying, "You little slut, daring to tease me! I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Giggle..." My mother was tickled and tried to escape, but I held her tightly.

She laughed breathlessly, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you... This morning when I bent down to take care of him, the collar of my nurse's uniform fell down, and he saw my sister's breasts. You little pervert, is that what you like to hear?"

I was both amused and exasperated. Although I knew she was probably just teasing me, I was still burning with jealousy. Suddenly, I thought of something, and reached my other hand under her skirt, my fingers grasping my mother's smooth, bare buttocks—she wasn't wearing anything underneath either!

I reached my finger into the secluded valley, touching her little chrysanthemum gate, and gently rubbed it with the edge of my finger. My mother, unable to withstand my teasing, let out a soft moan and lay on top of me, clamping her thighs tightly around my hand to prevent me from doing anything further. Just

as I was about to tease her a little more, suddenly my mother wrapped her arms around my neck, showering my face with kisses, and said urgently, "Little brother, I want you now..."

How could I refuse such an invitation? I pulled my mother into the room, kicked the door shut, and carried her horizontally onto the bed. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, my lower body already erect. My mother turned her head away in embarrassment, closing her eyes, her jade-like cheeks flushed, one leg bent, her soft hands gripping the sheets tightly at her sides.

I excitedly jumped onto the bed, gently straddled my mother, and unbuttoned one of her blouses. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me, and I stopped.

Mom opened her eyes and looked at me with a puzzled expression. I chuckled lewdly, spread my hands apart, and the neckline of her nurse's uniform, which was already low-cut, was now undone with a button undone. I ripped it open, revealing Mom's snow-white breasts and rounded shoulders.

Mom gasped in surprise, and seeing me rushing towards her with bloodshot eyes, she quickly opened her arms and pulled me into her embrace, patting my back and giggling, "You little pervert, you really are a complete little pervert..."

I was held by Mom's broad, soft breasts, so happy I could hardly breathe, and I didn't even bother to answer.

While I was hungrily burying my mouth and nose in Mom's deep cleavage, breathing in her intoxicating scent, I pulled out my penis and tried to stuff it under Mom's skirt.

"Ah..." Mom shifted her hips, trying to stop me from penetrating her, saying, "No, you have to take off your skirt, otherwise it'll get dirty."

"Get dirty, so be it! Didn't you want him to see? Let him be so jealous!" I said fiercely, my fiery dragon relentlessly pursuing Mom's burning orifice.

Mom's body was pinned down by me, her hips had little room to move, and soon my fiery dragon reached the entrance. Her eyes were alluring, and she said in a coquettish voice, "My little rascal, I'll give it to you." With that, she gently raised her jade buttocks, her secret orifice slightly opening, and took my penis in.

My dignified and pure mother was actually wearing a nurse's uniform while I was having sex with her, it was so pleasurable! Although Mom had worn sexy lingerie and had sex with Long Qingshan before, that was still lingerie, far less exciting than wearing a uniform.

While making love, I didn't forget to practice my skills. I said, "Now let's practice another move of the dual cultivation technique, 'Turtle Leap.' If you master this move, it will help make your leg lines more beautiful."

My mother loves beauty the most, so she happily listened to my instructions and lifted her knees and bent them to her chest. Only then did she realize that she hadn't taken off her sandals. These sandals had only a few lines, which outlined my mother's beautiful feet in a simple and sexy way. I held them in my hands and admired them from side to side. I really loved them.

My mother seemed quite embarrassed by my gaze. She laughed and said, "You foot fetishist, was it you who stole a kiss on my feet the other day?"

"Yes, it was your sad toes that ignited the fire in my heart. We should both thank them!" As I spoke, I gently removed my mother's high heels, kissed her slightly upturned big toe, and pressed her sole against my chest.

In this position, my mother's vulva was raised like a jade pot, allowing my penis to penetrate deeply into her body, all the way to her core.

I was about to get started when I suddenly heard my mother say, "Wait a minute!" I saw her lift her skirt, then wrinkle her cute little nose at me, and say, "This way, you won't get my skirt dirty, you little rascal."

Her short skirt was lifted to her waist, and the "V" shape of her nurse's uniform made her look like a pure white lotus flower in full bloom. My lust was aroused, and I went straight for the depths of this lotus flower to gather nectar!

My mother's legs rose and fell with my thrusts, her ten toes lightly brushing against my chest like feathers, a tingling, pleasurable sensation. I would occasionally lift her feet and kiss them, my mother blushing silently.

To penetrate her while kissing her feet—this was a position I had dreamed of countless times on my mother, and today it finally came true.

Making love with my mother put me in a state of extreme arousal. In the "turtle-like" position, each thrust of my penis penetrated deep, reaching the very root of her vagina, the warmth of her honeypot making me feel unbearably itchy and numb.

My mother's already thick labia majora bulged high between her legs, each thrust hitting my pubic bone against this soft spot, so pleasurable I wanted to cry out for my mother. I felt the urge to ejaculate after only a few thrusts and quickly slowed my movements.

My mother had obviously used this position with Long Qingshan before, knowing that men both loved and feared it. Seeing me stop, she understood perfectly. She chuckled, rubbing her hips against my erection, and said in a seductive voice, "Good little brother, come on, I want more, give it to me quickly..."

My mother's seductive skills were astounding; if I hadn't practiced the Pure Yang Fire Technique, I would have undoubtedly ejaculated by now. I quickly channeled my energy to control my ejaculation, making my erection as hard as a pestle. Then I parted my mother's legs and placed them on my shoulders, wrapping my arms around her round, firm thighs, and grinned maliciously, "You little slut, want to see me make a fool of myself? No way! Today I'll show you what your husband's true skills are like!"

With that, I thrust my hips forward, my massive member pounding into my mother's wetness like a pile driver.

Mom giggled, "Pah, who calls you my husband! You're just like this mischievous little lecher, only my little brother, hehehe..."

I was aroused, my inner fire surging, the heat penetrating Mom's vaginal walls. After only ten or so thrusts, Mom's laughter turned into moans, "Mmm...oh...so good, good little brother...be gentle, my little hole is melting from your penetration..."

Mom's honeypot was like a soy milk maker, overflowing with juices from my thrusts, each stroke making a loud "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound. Mom was overwhelmed with shame, saying, "Oh dear, you're making too much noise, it's so embarrassing..."

Seeing that Mom's nipples were already erect, clearly very excited, I deliberately slowed down, saying, "Sister, am I your little brother or your good husband now?"

"Of course it's my little brother." Mom stretched, puffed out her chest, and gave me a flirtatious wink. "Who was crying and begging for Mommy's milk last night?"

Mom's seductive charm completely captivated me. I knew that no matter how capable I was, I couldn't resist a single move from my alluring mother. I loved her so much that I could only plead, "Good sister, just call me husband, it'll make me even more excited!"

"Silly boy, what did you call me?" Mom turned her face away, her cheeks flushed.

A sudden inspiration struck me, and I exclaimed happily, "Zhenzhen... my good wife, my darling wife, I love you to death!" As I spoke, I thrust hard into her.

"Husband..." Mom's voice was barely audible, but I still heard it.

"Good wife, call me louder!" I said happily.

"Little husband~~" This time, Mom called out louder, the "husband" lingering with a coquettish ending, making my heart flutter.

"Little husband, where am I small?" I waved my big, hard penis fiercely to prove that I wasn't small at all.

"Mmm... Little husband, you really are my little husband, I really like calling you that... Oh... Little husband, you're so good, you've really gotten me into my flower heart..." Mom let out a series of soft moans.

"Okay, little husband will go back and get married to my wife Zhenzhen, and stay together for life, okay, wife?" I said excitedly, my lower body pounding violently like a piston.

Mom's body trembled from being fucked, "Husband... Husband... Zhenzhen loves you, oh..." Mom's voice was trembling with pleasure, she covered her face with her arms, obviously not wanting me to see her climax.

"Zhenzhen, take your hands off, please, let me see you squirt!" I said urgently.

"You little devil... you only know how to bully your sister, look, look... I'll let you see enough!" Mom spread her hands, displaying her face without any cover in front of me.

"Ah...ah..." Mom cried out, sobbing, reaching her peak like a wild horse unleashed!

My God, it was so beautiful! Even a celestial being would be moved by Mom's sexy and wild face during her climax. Her hot love juice gushed out like a fountain, nourishing my fiery dragon. My tightly guarded ejaculation gate instantly crumbled, and my dragon roared and surrendered its essence, submitting to the celestial maiden.

Mom and I hugged each other for a long time before Mom said, "I have to go in."

"Going to take care of that boy again?" I said sourly.

"I don't want to either, I'll stay with you tonight, okay?" Mom coaxed me, and we kissed for a while longer.

Reluctantly, I let Mom get up.

Mom got out of bed, put on her shoes, buttoned her clothes, pulled down her skirt to cover her vulva, which I had just filled, smiled sweetly at me, and turned to leave.

From the afternoon until dinner time, I was constantly worried that my mother might be summoned to the palace by Emperor Vron to serve him in bed. I only breathed a sigh of relief when I returned to my room. It was another night that belonged to my mother and me.

Between our two nights of making love, my mother secretly told me in bed that Emperor Vron was very perverted. He would only get a slight erection when he saw a young man and a mature woman having sex, and he liked to release his pent-up desires through masturbation.

I was relieved, but still a little confused. I asked, "Then what did Emperor Vron do when he took you to the palace alone the night before last?"

My mother blushed and didn't speak. Later, after I pressed her, she finally said, "Deps also came that night..."

"What! Could it be..." My heart clenched. I said, "Could it be that Emperor Vron was watching you..."

"Don't say it, Xiaoyu. It's all in the past. You know I was injected with an aphrodisiac that day." My mother looked at me pleadingly.

Although I witnessed Depp assaulting my mother both days ago, the thought of him being with her that night still pained me. Looking into my mother's tearful eyes, my heart ached, and I pulled her into my arms, saying, "I'm sorry, sister, I shouldn't have asked. It wasn't your fault, and it's all in the past. You're mine now, aren't you?"

"Yes, sister, you're mine alone..." my mother sobbed softly.

With his perverted fetish, Vrondi must have installed cameras to spy on us. Knowing this, I couldn't hide our nighttime lovemaking anymore; otherwise, he might become enraged and take away even our right to be together at night. These

days, like caged birds, passed by. During the day, my mother was Depp's nurse, and at night she spent the night with me.

My mother and I have made rapid progress in our cultivation, especially my mother. Her Water Spirit Divine Skill has achieved a minor breakthrough, and nourished by my pure Yang fire, she has become even more beautiful in this harsh environment.

Seeing my mother, so beautiful thanks to my nurturing, spending her days with that Depp, I feel terrible. And lately, for several nights in a row, my mother has been frequently distracted, her brows slightly furrowed. When I ask her what she's thinking about, she always smiles and says nothing. If I press her further, she pouts and clings to me, silencing my many questions.

The problem must still be with Depp. That morning, I was itching to see what my mother and that boy were doing.

I sneaked into the palace, looking for Depp's ward. Emperor Furen's men were mainly guarding outside to prevent escape, but the palace guards were quite lax, with only a few bodyguards patrolling back and forth. I searched several rooms but couldn't find it. This harem was like a maze, with winding corridors and so many rooms. My sense of direction is terrible, and I was getting quite dizzy. Just then,

I heard a "click, click" sound coming from a room on the left. I went over and found the door open. I saw two teenagers playing pool. I cursed under my breath and was about to leave

when one of the teenagers suddenly swung his cue hard and said, "Damn it, I'm not playing anymore. Just thinking about it makes me angry!"

The other teenager, with blond hair, said, "What's wrong, Tom? Thinking about that Chinese woman again?"

I realized they seemed to be talking about my mother, so I stopped and listened.

The guy named Tom snorted and said, "Don't you want to?"

The blond guy sighed and said, "Yes, I want to! Such a beautiful young woman, she just walked right past me yesterday, and I was practically drooling. But she doesn't seem to remember me at all, sigh..."

Tom said bitterly, "No matter how beautiful she is, we still rode her and fucked her!"

The blond guy said, "Those were the two most unforgettable sexual encounters of my life. Luckily, I took some aphrodisiacs beforehand. After you guys were done, I rushed to have sex with her again. That hot, juicy pussy, tsk tsk..." He said, pretending to be lost in reverie.

The boys on stage that day were all naked, so I didn't recognize them earlier. But now that I heard them say that, I vaguely remembered that there were two of them who participated in the gang rape of my mother that day. If I didn't want to hear some news about my mother, I would have rushed out and beaten them up right now.

"Damn it, I only did it once!" Tom scratched his head in frustration.

"You should be content to have met the beautiful goddess of love once in your life," the blond man murmured, still reminiscing. "The goddess's breasts were so big and beautiful, my hands couldn't cover them no matter how hard I tried, so I had to bite them hard. The goddess groaned in pain, and seeing the deep teeth marks left on her snow-white, innocent breasts, my lower body was rock hard..."

"I wanted to kiss her lips then, but she turned her head away, and I dared not defile her. It's just that that bastard Depp made the goddess perform oral sex on him, he deserves to die!" Tom also began to reminisce.

"Hehe, I wasn't as greedy as you, I went to kiss the goddess's genitals. At that time, the goddess's vagina was filled with the semen of several men, so I couldn't lick it anymore, so I had to lick the goddess's anus..." the blond man said lewdly.

"What? Rosen! You...you licked it?" Tom asked.

"Of course I licked it. You all complained that it was dirty, but I didn't. Actually, there's no dirty spot on the goddess's body. That asshole... tsk tsk... so round and tight, just staring at me like that, my bones went weak." The boy named Rosen said, "I licked it a couple of times and realized that such a tight anus was obviously untouched. I was hesitating when those guys started urging me on from behind." "

And then?" Tom listened intently.

I hid outside the door, both angry and wanting to hear more of Rosen's extremely lewd narration.

"The goddess's vulva was slightly open, pitifully leaking a mixture of her love juice and semen, which was incredibly attractive to me. I thought to myself, 'Goddess, let me love you!' and then I inserted myself. You know, it felt so good..."

"Yes, the feeling when I inserted myself was like going to heaven." "

Sigh, the second time I was determined to have anal sex with the goddess, but I ejaculated too much the first time, and the second time my erection wasn't sufficient. The goddess's anus was also tight, and I couldn't penetrate after a few thrusts. Afraid of being seen and embarrassed, I had to go in from the front again." Rosen said regretfully, "Her ass is so big and round. If I could sodomize the goddess, how wonderful that would be..."

"Shit, you're not allowed to fantasize about my goddess like that!" Tom was very unhappy.

"Hehe, your goddess? Those two pubic hairs you always carry in your pocket are the ones you plucked from the goddess's genitals that day, right? I saw her curl up in pain. You're really heartless." Rosen laughed.

"I know you're jealous of me," Tom said wistfully. "It's a pity she's been drugged. If she could willingly do that with me even once, I'd be in heaven."

"You and me? Hahaha..." Rosen laughed loudly. "What kind of people are we? Would she even look at us and willingly have sex with us? You're dreaming! Hahaha..." He laughed until tears streamed down his face.

Tom saw that Rosen's laughter was self-pitying, so he didn't get angry. He just blushed and lowered his head, saying, "I'm just indignant. Why can that Chinese kid and Depps do it? She can juggle two men, why can't we?"

Listening to the two teenagers' perverted conversation, especially when Rosen bit my mother's breasts and Tom plucked two of her pubic hairs, I wanted to rush in several times, but I held back for fear of alerting them. Now, hearing this, my heart skipped a beat.

"Hmph, that Chinese lad broke two of Depp's ribs with a single punch using Chinese Kung Fu, leaving him bedridden ever since. Do you have that kind of skill?"

Rosen said. "Besides, he's always been Cupid's little sweetheart. We really have to thank our master for the opportunity we had that day."

"Master? Hmph, he treats us all as supporting characters, only Depp is always the protagonist!" Tom said indignantly.

"Shh! Do you want to die? Keep your voice down!" Rosen's face darkened, and he hurriedly walked towards the door. I quickly hid around the corner, only coming out again after hearing the door close, pressing my right ear against the door to continue eavesdropping.

"Tom, you still have this impulsive habit. If you keep talking nonsense like this, you'll get us both killed one day!" Rosen said sternly.

"Alright, I won't drag you down with me!" Tom retorted.

"Sigh, brother, I know you're in a bad mood. We think we're no less handsome than Depp, but why does our master always favor him? Have you thought about that?" Rosen said.

“You and I both know that. That kid was locked up by the Arabs since he was five to practice his bedroom skills. They say his whip can turn even the most chaste woman into a harlot,” Tom said.

“Yeah!” Rosen said. “In the past, whenever he stood in front of women, those harlots would cry and worship his penis. But didn’t he embarrass himself that day? Our goddess was injected with ‘lustful dreams’ and didn’t take it in willingly. In the end, Depp couldn’t help but pounce on her.”

“It seems even Depp couldn’t resist the goddess’s charm,” Tom said. “Why did that kid get to go first and do it so many times? He deserves to have two broken ribs!”

Listening to these two boys wallowing in self-pity, I was quite impatient. I didn’t know whether to turn around and leave to continue looking for my mother or break down the door and beat them up to vent my anger. Suddenly,

I heard Rosen say again, “Sigh, at first I was just as gloating as you. Now I wish I were the one lying in the hospital bed.”

“I understand what you mean,” Tom said dejectedly.

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

"Look at how gentle the goddess is when she feeds him... Sigh, the goddess is so kind, treating someone who once insulted her so well." After a while, Rosen said softly, "A few days ago, that shameless guy Depps said that the goddess's smile could make his wounds heal faster, so the goddess often smiled at him. If the goddess could smile at me like that, I would be willing to die right now..."

"Stop!" Tom hissed, "Please stop..." Tom sobbed.

"Brother, we're in the same boat, Cupid will never favor us..." Rosen and Tom suppressed their sobs.

Judging from their conversation, Rosen should be a relatively calm person, but now he was also deeply moved, crying with Tom because he could no longer get his mother's love. Mom, your charm is truly amazing!

I had been suppressing my anger, but now, hearing these two crying and unable to say anything more, I couldn't hold back any longer. I released my inner energy and burst into the room!
02-28
【Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow】 (XV)

I burst into the room, where two boys stared at me in disbelief.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll kill you!" I said fiercely. "Take me to Depp's ward!"

"You...you..." Tom stammered, unable to speak.

The one named Rosen quickly regained his composure and said, "We dare not, Master will definitely kill us!"

"Are you going or not?" I said coldly.

Rosen's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We would rather be killed by you than disobey Master's wishes, but Depp is too hateful! We can take you there, but you have to let us go immediately after we get there, otherwise we will suffer worse than death."

"Okay, I promise you." I said.

Rosen pulled the bewildered Tom up and said, "Sorry, brother, I have to take you with me."

This Rosen was decisive. I said to Tom, "Give it to me!"

"Wh...what?" Tom's face turned pale.

"It's that thing." Rosen realized I was referring to my mother's pubic hair and pointed to Tom's pocket.

"No, I won't give it to him!" Tom clutched his pocket tightly, looking at me with a mixture of hatred and fear.

Subduing him wouldn't have been difficult, but this might lead to Vrondi finding out.

"China Yu, look, that's become his treasure. If you want to see your lover as soon as possible, don't dwell on this anymore."

Rosen looked at me and said, "Perhaps you're angry about what we did that day. Then you can kill us after you kill Depps."

I snorted coldly, thinking that Rosen definitely wanted to use me to kill Depps so he could profit from it. I didn't expose him and let the two of them leave first, following behind. The layout of the harem was indeed very complicated; without them leading the way, I would have had a hard time finding my way around.

After several turns and twists, Rosen pointed to a room with a window ahead and said, "See that? That's the one. Depp is recuperating in there."

I nodded, indicating they could leave. As for Mom's two pubic hairs, let Tom keep them for now. Rosen hurriedly pulled Tom away. That guy had a good plan; I figured he wouldn't tell Vrondi for now.

I crept to the window and heard a soft singing coming from inside. It was Mom's voice: "The moon travels through clouds like white lotus flowers, the evening breeze brings waves of joyful songs, we sit beside the tall haystacks, listening to Mom tell stories of the past..."

A bitter feeling welled up inside me. This was the lullaby Mom used to sing to me when I couldn't sleep as a child. I never imagined she would sing it to Depp today.

I stood frozen by the window, listening intently as my mother finished singing. Then, Depps said, "Jenny, you sang so well."

"Yeah, you make me sing this song every day, don't you get tired of it?"

My mother's name had the character "真" (zhen, meaning true/refined) in it, so Depps called her "Jenny," and my mother seemed to accept this nickname.

"No, I wouldn't get tired of it even if you sang it a thousand times," Depps said.

"Yeah, as long as you like it, I'll sing it for you every day," my mother said.

Silence fell.

"Jenny, will you stay here with me tonight?" Depps asked.

"..." My mother didn't answer.

"Are you still angry with me?" Depps asked sadly.

"No, no, I'm not angry with you anymore," my mother said.

"You hate me?"

"You know you don't..."

"Then why don't you...?" Depps asked.

"Dickie, stop talking!" Mom interrupted him, her voice soft yet firm. "Ziyu and I truly love each other. There's no room for anyone else in my heart!"

Hearing this, I felt so happy I almost fainted.

The room was silent for a long time before Depp said, "I'm sorry, Jenny. I know you love that Chinese guy, but I just can't let go. The thought of you leaving me eventually tears my heart apart." "

Dickie... don't be like this..." Mom said softly.

Mom's heart is soft; I shouldn't be fooled by this guy again. Knowing Mom's feelings, I didn't hesitate and pushed open the door. I saw Mom leaning against the hospital bed, holding Depp's head in her arms, comforting him. Depp was enjoying it with his eyes closed.

I was overjoyed when my mother confessed her feelings for me, and all I wanted to do was pull her away. But seeing this scene now, my murderous intent surged, and I roared, "Depps, your death is near!"

My mother was stunned when I barged in, and seeing my murderous look, she quickly released Depps, got off the bed, and stood in front of me, urgently asking, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill this wolf!"

"No, you can't do this!"

"Sister, have you forgotten the story of Mr. Dongguo? He's that wolf, and you're that Mr. Dongguo who acted out of kindness! He'll ruin you sooner or later!" I shouted.

"He's already beaten up like this, how can he ruin me?"

"You...you've forgotten his ugly face when he raped you those two days?" Seeing my mother so protective of him, I blurted out.

Hearing me mention this, my mother's face flushed red, and she bit her lower lip without answering. I had inadvertently touched a nerve with my mother again, and I felt uneasy. I composed myself and said, "Sister, step aside. Killing him will free you from your inner demons."

"I beg you, Xiaoyu!" My mother cried, her eyes brimming with tears. "Killing him is easy for you, but we'll be trapped here forever!"

"We won't get out even if we don't kill him!"

"Listen to me, Xiaoyu..." My mother grabbed my hand and said, "Emperor Furen likes him very much. If you kill him, we'll never have a chance to turn things around."

I remembered Rosen's strange expression earlier, and my heart slowly calmed down. I couldn't fall for a scheme to use someone else to kill me.

"Xiaoyu, do you believe your sister?" my mother asked.

I nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll only tell you two things: first, you're the only one in my heart; second, for our future, and for Xiaojia who's waiting for me at home, no matter what happens these next two days, you must endure it. I'm begging you!"

Full of doubts, I was about to ask when my mother pressed her index finger to my lips, shook her head, and said, "If you trust your sister, go back now."

Reluctantly, my mother took my arm, half-pushing, half-dragging me out of the ward. My mother led me out of the inner palace, saying, "Xiaoyu, go back to your room first. Remember what your sister said."

"But sister, please don't hug him anymore, okay?" I pleaded.

"Mm," my mother blushed slightly, saying, "I won't, don't worry."

But how could I be at ease? Finally, evening arrived, only to receive a message from a bodyguard saying that my mother had been kept in the palace to serve Emperor Fulun that night. I was both anxious and angry, knowing there was no reasoning with her here, and I wouldn't get anything out of the bodyguard. My mind was in turmoil. Dejected,

I returned to my room, lying on the bed, sometimes blaming myself. Could it be that my impulsiveness that afternoon had led to this punishment? Other times, I wanted to rush into the palace without hesitation, but remembering my mother's words that afternoon made me hesitate. I could disregard myself, but I couldn't implicate my mother.

My mind was a complete mess. I imagined the dark, thin Furendi using all sorts of perverse methods to torment my fair, voluptuous mother, and my heart ached as if it were being torn apart.

I didn't sleep a wink all night. The next morning, my mother was finally released. When she returned to her room, she was barefoot, her hair disheveled, wearing only a white nightgown. She threw herself into my arms, sobbing. My heart ached, but I didn't ask any questions; I just held her tightly in my arms.

After breakfast, our luggage appeared before us. We were told we could go home today. It seemed this place really was colluding with the travel agency. What kind of dark forces were these, to be so audacious?

My mother had exchanged her recent grievances and flattery for our freedom. My heart was filled with mixed emotions—heartache and shame, yet also the joy of regaining freedom. My mother's feelings must have been incredibly complex too.

We didn't say a word, just packed our luggage together.

At the airport, Vrondi told us that Long Qingshan was very satisfied with life on the island and had no intention of returning. After offering a perfunctory blessing to my mother and me, he saw us off on our journey home.

I now felt only anger and fear towards the dark forces represented by Vrondi. Although I had a nagging feeling that Vrondi's decision to let my mother and me go was somewhat suspicious, I didn't care about anything else as long as I could be free with my mother.

On the return flight, my exhausted mother fell asleep on my shoulder. Seeing the lingering tear stains on her face, I felt a pang of pain and secretly vowed to treat her well from now on.

It was already evening when we arrived back in Nuoer Town. My mother was eager to go back to see Xiaojia, and I conveniently made an excuse that it wasn't convenient for me to go. We agreed to keep in touch by phone, and then we reluctantly kissed goodbye a short distance from our doorstep.

Watching my mother's hurried figure heading home, I felt a surge of emotion. At that moment, my mother must have wanted to see me, representing "Xiaojia." I had to act quickly.

First, I turned on my usual cell phone. Then, I found a secluded spot, removed the human skin mask, and changed into clothes and shoes I hadn't worn on the island. Next, I tried to speak a few words into the air, trying to embody Xiaojia's voice, attempting to become Xiaojia.

Just then, the phone rang. I took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

"Xiaojia, where are you?" My mother's anxious voice came through the phone.

"Mom!" I desperately tried to evoke the feeling of not seeing my mother for so long, my heart pounding with emotion. "Mom, why are you only coming back now! I couldn't reach you for weeks, I was so worried, sob sob sob..." As I spoke, I burst into tears.

"Xiaojia..." My mother cried too, choking back sobs. "Xiaojia, don't cry, it's my fault. Come home quickly, I miss you so much..."

"Mom... I'll be right back!" I said.

After hanging up the phone, I stealthily carried my suitcase into our backyard, hid it well, then circled around to the front gate, scrutinized myself to make sure I looked foolproof, and, after composing myself, ran towards the front door.

My mother was waiting for me there, still dressed. We saw each other almost simultaneously.

"Xiaojia!"

"Mom!"

we cried, running towards each other with open arms, embracing tightly.

Nestled in my mother's warm embrace, an immense sense of happiness filled my chest. "Oh, Mom..."

My mother cried uncontrollably, holding me tightly.

Although I had hugged my mother many times on the island, touching her entire body, even reaching her most intimate parts, this moment, as her son, holding her and feeling the warmth of her love, was a completely different feeling.

My mother and I embraced as we went inside. I hugged her and said, "Mom, I'll never leave you again..."

Those words brought tears to her eyes again. "Xiaojia...it's all my fault. I'll never leave you again."

It took a long time for us to calm down. We let go of each other, looked at each other with teary eyes, and smiled.

"Mom, you seem even more beautiful. I really want to kiss you, may I?" I asked, staring at her.

Of course, my mother wouldn't tell me that this change was due to having sex with a boy about my age, a result of practicing the dual cultivation of water and fire techniques. She blushed, closed her eyes, and offered her her beautiful face.

Kissing my mother's delicate cheeks, I was overjoyed.

After a few kisses, I tentatively moved closer to her lips, but she subtly avoided them. Remembering how Mom had been all night with Xiaoyu a few days ago, and now wouldn't even let her son kiss her on the lips, I felt a pang of jealousy. I deliberately asked, "Mom, did you have a good trip? Why didn't I see Uncle Long come back?"

"Well, the trip was alright, but Uncle Long is going to stay a few more days before coming back," Mom stammered.

Mom's acting skills are far worse than mine; she blushes as soon as she lies—it's so cute. To prevent Mom from asking about my whereabouts over the past few weeks, I briefly mentioned attending a summer camp, then steered the conversation back to her, asking, "Mom, tell me where you went on this trip?"

This time, Mom couldn't take it anymore and quickly declined, saying, "I'm very tired from just getting home and need to unpack."

I secretly chuckled and said, "Mom, let me help you."

"No need, it's just one suitcase. After I unpack, I'll take a shower and go to bed. Xiaojia, you should rest early too," Mom said.

I nodded, went over and kissed Mom's cheek again, said goodnight to each other, and went back to my room.

Back in my room, I locked the door, climbed out the window, jumped into the back garden, and retrieved my suitcase. Most of the items in the suitcase were things I'd bought using Xiaoyu's identity for this trip. If my mother found out and I left them at home, everything would be over. But if I threw them away, I'd have to buy new outfits to impersonate Xiaoyu.

Reluctantly, I put the clothes in the closet and hid them, planning to throw the suitcase away the next day.

There weren't any valuables in the house, and a housekeeper regularly cleaned it, so it was very clean. I took out my bedding, put it on, and went to bed.

Back home, I slept incredibly soundly.

The next morning, after enjoying a warm breakfast prepared by my mother, I began to systematically execute my plan. To get revenge on Long Qingshan, and for my and my mother's future livelihood, I took a desperate gamble. I transferred all of Long Qingshan's savings from his account to my own, then distributed them across multiple accounts. Combined with the money I'd secretly transferred in the past, my total assets were now several million US dollars, while Long Qingshan was penniless.

Next came getting a place for "Xiaoyu," which would take quite some time. I racked my brains to come up with an excuse, went out and bought a new outfit, then called my mother and arranged to meet her at a coffee shop at 3 PM.

To find an excuse for going out during the day, I told my mother I was taking a computer class, and I slipped out early after lunch. I sat by the glass window of the coffee shop facing the street, the afternoon sun streaming in, creating a lazy feeling.

Summers in Norl weren't particularly hot, so even after the hottest part of the day, there were already quite a few pedestrians on the streets.

I sensed Mom's approaching almost immediately. Carefully dressed, she radiated beauty. Even in her haste, her movements were flawless. Her pale yellow dress accentuated her slender figure, making her elegant and graceful. Most striking was her long, swan-like neck, with her hair pulled back in a high bun, exuding both nobility and mature sophistication. Her beautiful, cultured face, with its delicate Eastern charm, attracted the attention of many on the street.

Mom saw me from across the street, her face immediately flushing. She practically ran across the street to me. A sense of pride welled up within me; being the man in Mom's life must surely attract a lot of envy.

Mom sat down opposite me, placed her small handbag down, and extended her hand on the table for me to hold. Although we hadn't seen each other for only one night, it felt like an eternity.

I lovingly stroked Mom's smooth little hand, wondering why my feelings towards her as Xiao Yu were so different from how Xiao Jia usually saw her.

Thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me that it was all because of my mother. In front of Xiaojia, she was a loving and gentle mother, but in front of Xiaoyu, she was a shy lover. These two different feelings intertwined in my heart, making me want to shout out loud to release my emotions.

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about?" My mother asked, her blush still fresh.

"Well, dating you in real life makes me a little overwhelmed with happiness," I said. "I was just thinking that if it weren't for this absurd trip, I would never be sitting here with you."

My mother held my hand, also somewhat moved.

"In the past, even just touching the hem of your clothes or stealing a glance at you would make me incredibly excited. It's unimaginable that I could become lovers with my dream goddess, and even embrace her, entering the deepest part of her body and soul..."

I said affectionately, "Sister, tell me, I'm not dreaming."

"Xiaoyu, I'm so touched. Am I really that good in your eyes?" My mother gazed at me with deep affection in her beautiful eyes.

"Sister, you are my everything. I can't imagine how I could live without you," I said sincerely.

"Me too..." Mom blushed and lowered her head.

Our hearts drew closer. Mom, in love, was exceptionally charming and alluring. I couldn't help but lean forward. Mom closed her eyes shyly, but obediently turned her face to let me kiss her.

"Xiaoyu, you're so naughty, there are so many people here."

"Sister, I thought about you all night, I just couldn't resist." I feigned innocence and said, "Sister, didn't you think about me last night?"

"Tch... only one night, what's there to think about?" Mom chuckled.

"Oh, no, I was planning to go to your house tonight." I pretended to be disappointed.

"Don't do that, I haven't even mentioned you to Xiaojia yet."

"Why not?"

"How should I mention it? Should I tell you that I went on a trip and met a new boyfriend? And this young man isn't even that much older than her?" What do you mean, not

that much older? "They're practically the same size," I chuckled inwardly, and said, "That's true. So you don't want to mention what happened on the island to Xiaojia?"

"Well, let's not talk about it for now. We'll see how things go after you get to know each other better," Mom said.

"Sister, could you come over to my house to stay overnight sometime?" I asked.

"Overnight?" Mom's breathing quickened a bit. "I'd love to, but what if Xiaojia finds out I'm not home?"

She paused, then added softly, "But I can come out after dinner and come back a little later."

"To practice your kung fu at my house?" I asked.

"You little rascal, all you do is talk!" Mom laughed.

"I really want to, but Xiaoyu's place isn't settled yet." To buy myself a few days to prepare, I had to use the excuse I'd prepared beforehand, sighing, "Sister, but it might not be possible these next few days."

"What's wrong?" Mom asked.

"My parents couldn't reach me for a while and were very worried, so they came abroad to see me. They arrived yesterday, and thankfully I got home, otherwise they would have been frantic." I had to come up with this rather clumsy excuse.

"Huh?" Mom was surprised. "Your parents came abroad?"

"Sister, you should call them Uncle and Aunt." I joked.

"Stop being cheeky!" Mom was exasperated.

"Last night, my parents kept pressing me about my whereabouts. I managed to stall them, and today I sneaked out to ask you. Sister, do you think we should tell them about us?"

"..."

"Sister, why don't we just tell them the truth, and then I'll take you to meet your future in-laws?" I took a risk.

"Oh dear, what in-laws? How embarrassing!" Mom pulled her hand away from mine, cupping her flushed cheeks, shy yet happy.

"Sister? Don't you want to marry me?" I pressed on.

"Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense!" Mom buried her face in her hands in embarrassment.

I loved her shy look. Completely forgetting my purpose in teasing her, I got up and sat beside her, put my arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, being able to marry you properly is the greatest blessing I've ever had. You have to promise me, okay?"

Mom covered her face with her hands and nodded slightly.

Overjoyed, I moved Mom's soft, white hands away and showered her burning cheeks with kisses.

My mother's face flushed even more from the kisses, as if it were about to drip water. Her body went limp, and she leaned against me, her red lips slightly parted, her hands weakly pushing me away, saying, "Xiaoyu, don't do this, there are too many people on the street..."

I secretly regretted choosing such a spot on the street; it offered an unobstructed view. My mother was very shy, and I didn't want to force her, so I kissed her lips a few more times before reluctantly letting her go, still holding her in my arms.

"Xiaoyu, you're getting bolder and bolder, daring to flirt with your sister in public," my mother said, biting her lip.

"I can't help it, sister, you're just too beautiful. I have absolutely no self-control in front of you." I said, "Sister, are you coming to my house tonight or not?"

"Hmm, this is too sudden. Let me think about it." Mom paused for a moment, then continued, "Xiaoyu, how old are your parents?"

I made up a story, "My dad is thirty-nine, and my mom is thirty-eight."

"Oh dear, your parents are so young, only two or three years older than me. If I go to meet your parents now, they'll definitely be unhappy, thinking you've been seduced by this vixen." Mom said.

"You are a vixen, and I'm bewitched by you." I laughed.

"Stop it, I'm being serious." Mom scolded playfully.

"Then what do you suggest, sister?" I passed the buck back to my mother.

"How about this, in two or three years, after you've grown up, we'll go see your parents," my mother said.

"Great idea! In two or three years, I'll be all grown up, but you'll be getting younger and younger. Then we'll be a perfect match," I said.

"Hmm..." My mother squirmed in my arms, full of anticipation for the future.

"But, sister, my parents will be staying here for ten days or half a month. I won't be able to see you at night during that time. It'll be so hard," I said, looking miserable.

"Hmm, is it convenient for you to come out in the middle of the night?" my mother asked shyly.

"Yes, of course it's convenient. My parents go to bed early," I said happily. "Sister, aren't you afraid Xiao Jia will find out?"

"Don't you know kung fu? Climb in through the window," my mother said with a smile.

"Okay, you be Pan Jinlian, and I'll be Ximen Qing!"

"Pah, you bad guy! Can't you think of something better?" my mother protested.

"My classical Chinese isn't very good. Why don't you think of something, sister?" I said.

"Beneath the moonlit west chamber, the door is half-open to the breeze; the shadow of flowers moves on the wall, is it my beloved coming?" After softly reciting the classic love poem from *The Romance of the Western Chamber*, Mom's face turned as red as a large red cloth, and she almost covered it with her hands.

Wow, Mom, you're such a seductive vixen!

Seeing how shy Mom was, I dared not tease her anymore. After kissing her cheek three times, I said, "Miss Yingying, tonight at midnight, I will definitely undress and kiss you in the west chamber, and we will fly together!" My awkward imitation of the opera made Mom laugh uncontrollably.

At home, Dad was a blockhead, and in the past, he had an affair with Long Qingshan. Now, to be able to have a romantic rendezvous with her lover like in *The Romance of the Western Chamber*, how could Mom not be secretly delighted?

As we parted ways at the coffee shop, I whispered in my mother's ear, "Sister, remember to wash up tonight and wait for me with your legs propped up on the windowsill, half-open." Then, laughing, I dodged my mother's pinching hand, leaving her standing there stomping her feet in anger.

Thinking of how my mother couldn't contain her desire tonight, standing by the window eagerly awaiting my return, my heart instantly warmed.

[Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow] (Sixteen) Son and Lover

That evening, I, as Xiao Jia, had dinner with my mother. After showering, we watched TV together. I knew my mother was eager to go inside and wait for "Xiao Yu," so I deliberately lay down on her lap, feeling soft and elastic.

I mischievously thought, "Now I'm going to suddenly grab my mother's wet vulva and say, 'Mom, Xiao Yu has made this place so hot, hasn't it?'" What kind of expression would my mother have? Would she stare in disbelief and then faint?

Just as I was lost in my daydreams, the clock struck ten. Mom finally couldn't help but say, "Xiaoyu, it's ten o'clock. You should get some rest."

"No, I haven't watched TV with you like this in ages. Let me stay a little longer tonight," I said.

"But Mom's a little sleepy," Mom said helplessly.

"Mom, you're teasing me. It's only ten o'clock and you're already sleepy," I pouted, secretly amused.

"Xiaojia, you're all grown up now. Don't act like a child," Mom laughed. "Okay, Mom will stay with you a little longer."

"Yay! Mom's so sweet!" I exclaimed happily. "Can we watch until midnight tonight?"

"Midnight? That's too late..." Mom said.

"Mom, something seems to be wrong?" I asked.

"No...nothing, nothing at all. I'm just really sleepy." Mom's embarrassment made me laugh.

Knowing Mom's secret and teasing her about it, I realized I was a little devil.

Giving up on teasing my mom, I said, "Mom, I really want to watch TV with you, but you're really sleepy and need to go to bed. How about I give you three kisses as compensation?"

"You little rascal, I can't do anything with you. Okay, Mom promises you," Mom laughed. "

Mom, close your eyes."

"Mmm." Mom closed her eyes and smiled slightly, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, her long eyelashes fluttering. She was so beautiful.

I kissed my mother's face twice, and she wasn't on guard. The third time, I suddenly kissed her lips. Before she could react, I had stolen a taste of her red lips. I jumped up and ran away, giggling, "I kissed Mom! I kissed Mom!"

My mother was both amused and annoyed, saying, "Xiao Jia, you've got some nerve! You even dared to take advantage of your mother!"

I made a face at her and said, "Mom, don't be angry. Getting angry makes you age faster. I'm going to my room to sleep. Goodnight, Mom!"

"Giggle..." My mother was amused and said softly, "Sleep well, Xiao Jia."

After locking the door, I savored the memory of my mother's soft lips, feeling a bittersweet mix of emotions. Sweet because of my mother's love for me, bitter because this was probably the limit of her intimacy with me.

I sighed, took out Xiao Yu's clothes from the closet, and began to put on makeup. Only by becoming Xiao Yu could I fully enjoy my mother's body. Thinking of my mother's large, round breasts, so close yet too shy to touch, now about to be exposed before me for my pleasure, my blood boiled.

At eleven o'clock, guessing my mother was already getting impatient waiting in bed, I took a deep breath and whispered, "Mom, here I come!" Thus began my first real-life attempt to steal a kiss from my mother.

My mother's room was also on the second floor, and the light was still on, probably to prevent Xiaoyu from going to the wrong room.

Although foreign-built houses don't have many safety features, climbing them isn't easy. Luckily, I'm agile now, and I easily climbed onto the windowsill.

Looking into the room, lo and behold, my mother was casually leaning against the headboard reading a magazine, her light blue nightgown barely covering her thighs, revealing her rounded knees and fair, delicate calves and feet.

Under the light, my mother's face was subtly flushed; she had clearly seen me.

I squatted on the windowsill and lowered my voice, "Sister, I'm wearing sneakers, how am I going to get down?"

My mother blushed and didn't answer.

I was puzzled, then looked down at the windowsill. There, neatly arranged, was a pair of men's slippers. Mom was so thoughtful!

I immediately took off my sneakers and placed them on the windowsill, then jumped down, put on the slippers, and went to Mom's bedside. I proclaimed loudly, "Miss Yingying, I haven't missed our midnight rendezvous, and I've come to meet you!"

Mom finally couldn't help but chuckle, "Pfft..." she said, "You little rascal, go wash your feet first and change into your pajamas."

Ugh, Mom's a bit of a clean freak. Even though I was already itching for her, she still insisted on these things.

Reluctantly, I went to the bathroom to wash my feet. When I came out, my pajamas were lying on the edge of the bed. These pajamas were clearly mine! Mom had actually given them to her little lover! How outrageous!

While feeling jealous of myself, I changed into my pajamas.

Mom stared at me blankly, murmuring, "So alike, so very alike."

My heart skipped a beat; I knew Mom was talking about Xiaojia. I pounced on the bed and asked, "Who does she look like? Does she look like Xiaojia?"

"Hmm..." Mom nodded, still staring intently at me.

I forced a smile and said, "Really? Sister, when can I meet Xiaojia?"

"No way, he'll be furious if he finds out his mom got tricked into bed by a little brat," Mom said.

"Hehe, okay, okay, I'm a little brat, and little brats love your big boobs." I giggled and moved closer to Mom, my fingers outstretched towards her ample breasts. I'd wanted to touch them while watching TV, and now I could finally do it without restraint. The soft silk nightgown and her large, soft breasts filled my palms completely.

"You're being naughty!" Mom slapped my hand away and said, "Why did your parents let you out tonight?"

I chuckled inwardly. It seemed Mom cared quite a bit about Xiaoyu's "parents." I replied, "They...hehe, it seems they're going to do what we're doing tonight, so they went back to their room early to rest."

"Tch..." Mom chuckled softly. "I didn't intend to do anything with you."

"Alright, then I'll keep Miss Yingying company while she chats and sleeps tonight." I smiled and snuggled into Mom's arms.

"If I hadn't been so blinded by greed and divorced Xiaojia's father, we'd be a happy family of three now, wouldn't that be wonderful?" Mom gently stroked my hair and sighed softly.

I smiled bitterly to myself; I really didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing for me. Knowing Mom was upset, I quickly hugged her and comforted her, "Sister, don't be like this. Xiaojia and I are here with you now, aren't we?"

"Yes, it's good that you two are with me. I hope Xiaojia can accept you," Mom said.

"Just like my parents accepted you, Xiaojia needs time to accept me too. Let's take it slow," I said. "Right now, the most important thing is for us to practice our skills diligently, so you can become younger and I can become more mature. Then things will fall into place naturally."

The allure of Mom's body made me unable to wait any longer. I slipped my hand under Mom's robe, caressing her smooth, silky thighs, and slowly moved towards her core area.

My mother gently held my hand between her strong thighs and said, "Xiaoyu, promise me, you must be good to Xiaojia from now on." Long Qingshan and Xiaojia didn't get along, so my mother had always held this grudge.

I was truly happy for "Xiaojia." My mother still loved me very much. For a moment, my feelings shifted, and my eyes reddened as I said, "Sister, I swear, I will love you very much, and I will love Xiaojia very much too."

Having inadvertently entered the role of "Xiaojia," my voice choked with emotion. Seeing me like this, my mother softened and hugged me, comforting me, "Xiaoyu, don't cry. It's my fault, I shouldn't have brought this up."

"No, sister, it's just that I want to be with you forever. I'm so happy." I wiped my eyes.

"Forever… Xiaoyu, can we really be together forever?" my mother asked wistfully.

"Sister!" I protested, raising my head. "Tonight is our first night together in normal life. We should be happy, not so sad. It makes me feel bad too..."

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu..." Mom said. "In those difficult times on the island, we depended on each other. You were my light of hope in the darkness. But now that we're in real life, I can't help but think about many things." "

What are you thinking about? Tell me, sister. Don't keep it bottled up and make us both suffer!" I sat up cross-legged beside Mom, looking at her.

"I was with Xiaojia's father first, then I slept with Long Qingshan, and on the island I was defiled by those boys. In traditional Chinese values, I'm considered an unfaithful woman. But you're such a pure young man. I really feel unworthy of you, and I feel so ashamed of the parents who raised you. We... we should think about it again..." As Mom spoke, seeing my increasingly pained gaze, she slowly lowered her head, unable to look at me.

"Sister..." my voice trembled as I said, "Do you want to stab my heart a few times to make you happy? Feel it, feel it, my heart is already broken!" I became agitated, grabbing my mother's hand and pressing it against my chest.

"Xiaoyu... Xiaoyu, don't do this..." My mother tried to pull her hand away.

I felt weak, let go of my mother's hand, and got out of bed numbly, saying, "Sister, if you wanted to send me away, you've achieved your goal, my heart is broken..." I clutched my chest and walked towards the window.

When I reached the window, I couldn't help but look back, only to see my mother looking at me with teary eyes, unable to cry out.

My heart ached, I quickly took the shoes off the windowsill, closed the window, turned around, climbed back into bed, reached out to hug my mother, and said with a forced smile, "Sister, how could I bear to leave? I just went to close the window..."

"Go, go! I don't want to see you again!" my mother hissed, her arms bracing herself against me, preventing me from hugging her.

My mother was quite strong, so I didn't dare to force her. Instead, I grabbed her wrist and gently lifted it upwards, then used a clever trick to slide down into her arms like a fish. I grinned and said, "Sister, I'm not leaving. I'm going to stick with you forever." With that, I leaned down to kiss her lips.

She kept her lips tightly closed, turning her face away to prevent me from kissing her. I tried a few times, but only touched her tear-streaked face. I knew she was angry, so I gently comforted her, "Sister, you know how I feel. Let's not hurt each other, okay?" While comforting her, I gently stroked her chest with one hand.

After a while, her rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

I calmed down and thought about why my mother was so emotional tonight. After a long silence, I said heavily, "Sister, since we came back from the island, you've been stuck in this empty house. You feel like you and Xiaojia have been abandoned by Long Qingshan. We can't go public with our relationship to Xiaojia, and I'm still young. I understand how lost I feel."

"Xiaoyu..." My mother became uneasy after hearing what I said.

"Sister, let me finish," I said. "First of all, the love between us is an emotion that blossomed from sharing hardships. It will definitely stand the test of time. We should both have firm faith in this."

"Hmm..." My mother was quite moved and put her hands on my shoulders.

"Secondly, although I'm still young, I will definitely have a strong chest for you to lean on!"

I said. "I've thought it through. After my parents return to China, you and Xiaojia will move into my house, or we can leave this town together. In short, the three of us will be together and start a new life."

"You...you mean the three of us will be living together right away?" My mother stared at me.

"Yes."

"Then... what if Xiaojia can't accept you?" Mom asked.

"He'll definitely be resistant at first, but I'm confident I can move him with my love for you both. Trust me, sister!" I said.

"Xiaoyu..." Mom was moved by me and nestled obediently in my arms.

At that moment, I felt like I had completely shed the identity of "Xiaojia" and was now a real man. In Mom's eyes, I was no longer a little boy, but a grown man she could rely on for life.

I was feeling excited about my new image when suddenly Mom pinched my chest muscle hard, making me cry out in pain. I heard Mom say, "Hmph, you know what I'm thinking, so why did you deliberately upset me just now?"

"Sister, what you said back then was hurtful. I acted on impulse. How could I bear to upset you? Sister, you know how much I love you."

"Hmph, who knows if it's true or not..."

"Look, look, you're still hurting me. I'll punish you properly!" I said fiercely, slipping my hand under Mom's collar into her pajamas and grabbing her left breast.

"You little rascal, let me go!" Mom giggled as she struggled.

How could I let her break free? With a flick of my finger, I struck her nipple squarely, and my mother groaned in pain as one of her large nipples was captured. I leaned down to kiss her lips, but she turned her head to the side. I moved closer again, and this time she didn't flinch. I kissed the corner of her mouth, then lay down beside her and suckled her fragrant lips.

Some of the tears that remained on her face dripped into our mouths, a little salty. I licked away the tear stains on her face and fed them to her. She gently licked her own tears, sucking them in like a fledgling bird.

I untied the sash of her nightgown, and it slipped off her body, revealing her flawless white naked body, which shone with a holy light under the yellow lamp. For the first time, I made love with my mother without anyone watching. In our own world, I lowered my head as if on a pilgrimage and took her breast into my mouth.

This time, my entry into her body began gently. Her emotions had just calmed down, and there was still some pent-up tension within her; it wasn't suitable to go all out at once. I lay on top of my mother, slowly thrusting in and out, gently squeezing out the faint sorrow from her body. The yang fire flowing into her body surged and circulated through her meridians, becoming smoother and smoother, and my thrusts gradually quickened.

"My little darling, you're so good at taking care of people. You're making my heart tremble..." My mother's beautiful lips uttered soft, delicate words, her desire burning brighter with each stroke I took.

"Sister, no one will be watching tonight, and I just closed the window, so I'm not afraid Xiaojia will hear. You can moan freely now," I teased

. "Pfft... So that's what you were thinking when you closed the window. What, are you going to moan loudly, sister?" My mother, no longer restrained, gave me a seductive wink that made my bones melt.

"Not very loud... but... but very horny..." My mother's vulva was as hot as lava, almost scalding my penis into noodles. I had to hold back my ejaculation to tame this rutting mare.

"You naughty little brother, calling me a slut! If your fire dragon weren't so powerful, I wouldn't be so slutty..." Mom scolded playfully.

Mom's slutty skills were unmatched, but what she said was true. She had never been this slutty with Dad or Long Qingshan before. This was probably because all her acupoints were being stimulated by me.

"Ah... um... um..." Mom let out thick, long, trembling sounds from her nose as I pressed her down, her red lips slightly parted as she panted and moaned.

Mom offered her plump, jade-like buttocks to meet my fire dragon. I fiercely pounded Mom's beautiful hole dozens of times, like an angry knight saying, "Still dare to call me a little brat?"

"I won't..." "

Then what should I call you?"

"Husband..." Mom's long, drawn-out nasal voice made me shudder.

"Want to spend your whole life with me? Say it!"

"Yes...husband..."

"Do you love me? Say it!"

"I love...I truly love you...husband, oh...I can't take it anymore...husband...quick...quickly love Zhenzhen...ah...ah...ah..." Suddenly, Mom's moans rose eight octaves, her body arched back like an octopus, tightly hugging me, her slender fingers gripping my back, her jade legs wrapped around my waist like vises, and thick, yogurt-like vaginal fluid gushed from her lower body. Mom had an orgasm!

"Good wife, I'm coming!" Mom's loud moans were like heavenly music, and even the strongest will crumbled. All my strength turned into a furious thrust, shooting all the pent-up semen into the depths of Mom's womb!

In an instant, the room was filled with spring, and Mom and I were naked and tightly embracing each other, tender and lingering.

Nestled naked beside my mother, my refractory period was exceptionally short, because every part of her body was a fatal temptation to me, even the two small cowhide spots on her arms were enough for me to kiss endlessly.

My mother giggled at my ministrations, obediently raising her arms above her head, revealing her shapely armpits. My mother's armpit hair was sparse, and she rarely wore sleeveless shirts, so she didn't shave often. Amidst the expanse of white skin on her arms and chest, these few rarely seen armpit hairs were shyly exposed under the bright bedside lamp, clearly visible, even the tiny veins beneath couldn't be concealed.

I leaned in and carefully licked every single hair on my mother's armpits with my tongue. After our intense encounter, my mother's armpits were slightly sweaty, and the armpit hair had a slightly salty smell, stimulating my taste buds. Usually,

I would only catch a glimpse of the flowing shadows of my mother's armpit hair at the cuff of her short sleeves, and I would already be drooling with desire; now, I could freely play with and lick it, which was truly exciting.

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