Mother's lust

My mother, a village woman from the south, was tall and quite attractive, with a
full, fair complexion, large breasts, a wide bottom, and beautiful legs. Her feet were exceptionally beautiful, small and fair. She and my family lived in the countryside. My father had gone out to work at the age of sixteen and had been there for fifteen years. He was now a company employee and lived alone in the provincial capital.
According to rumors among the village aunties and grandmas, my mother was very beautiful and fashionable when she was young, a real beauty in her time. But why did she marry my father? Some said it was because my maternal grandfather didn't want her to marry an outsider, since my father was his son-in-law, and my grandmother was my maternal grandfather's younger sister who died young. Others said it was because my mother had a lover and got pregnant, forcing her to marry. In any case, my mother and father had me.
My mother was a kind woman, but also a woman of deep affection. At the beginning of their marriage, she and my father were very loving, but when I was in school, I discovered that their relationship wasn't so good.
My mother was quite pretty, with fair skin and a full, delicate figure. Judging from her photos from her youth, she was quite attractive back then. I think she was never satisfied with her sex life, because she was both attractive and naturally flirtatious. I remember from a young age that wherever she went, she would always spend a long time getting ready in front of the mirror. Her personality made her easy prey for others to take advantage of. She would often flirt with the village aunties and women and the country men, sometimes playing so wildly that they would knock down the village's haystacks.
But when my father came home to visit, she became a gentle and loving wife, spending all her time with him. My father came home once a year, so she often went to the provincial capital to see him, and their relationship was still good. But after those things happened, things changed.
It was when I was very young. I heard them arguing loudly at night. That night, my mother would come to my room to sleep with me. I was already asleep, and she would lie next to me and touch my little "penis." In the middle of the night, I woke up to find my mother stroking my penis with her slender hand, making it hard and erect. I felt a strong, burgeoning sensual desire, and suddenly I hugged her tightly. Her hands pressed my head against her chest.
Our bodies pressed together, I could feel how full her breasts were. My heart pounded. I boldly moved my body up and kissed her soft, wet lips.
She kissed me back, and I hugged her tightly, enjoying the passionate kiss. She then slipped her tongue into my mouth, and I responded with my own, our tongues intertwining. I couldn't help but place my hands on her breasts, gently kneading her nipples. I heard her breathing quicken and felt her body burning hot. She also grasped my penis and rubbed it.

She unbuttoned her shirt, gesturing for me to touch her breasts. She then pressed my head down, wanting me to suckle her nipples. My mother's breasts were full, the nipples glistening with the luster of milk. Stimulated by the physical contact, her breathing quickened, making her enormous breasts heave even more dramatically. I took one of her nipples into my mouth—wow! So big!
I hugged my mother's body, unable to control myself any longer. My left hand slipped inside her pants, my skin pressed against her plump buttocks. My mother groaned, but didn't stop my advances, letting me caress her soft, smooth skin as I pleased. She writhed with intense arousal. I tried to reach around her buttocks to touch her genitals, to touch the place where I was born. She was startled and said firmly, "No! You're only nine!" She struggled to stop me. My mother
gasped for breath for a long time before calming down. She helped me rub my penis, telling me I shouldn't do this too often. I naturally nodded repeatedly.
The next day, I saw my mother had prepared breakfast as usual. While eating, I overheard the family recounting the previous day's events. My mother just ate with her head down, not daring to look at me.
The second time was in the fields.
One afternoon, my mother and I went to the fields to weed the sesame plants. The sun was blazing, and my mother was soaked in sweat. Her polyester top and cotton trousers clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her figure. Her large, full breasts appeared unusually large, and her erect nipples pressed against her clothes, creating two noticeable dark spots.
My mother looked up, wiped her sweat, and brushed a few strands of hair from her forehead back. She continued bending over to weed the sesame plants, her plump buttocks sticking out high. Her trousers clung tightly to her body, making the cleft between her buttocks appear even more pronounced.
I followed behind my mother, staring blankly at her large buttocks, and my penis suddenly became erect again. My mother turned around, her face flushed, but she pretended nothing was wrong. Seeing her face turn bright red, I knew she had seen me. I noticed her eyelashes trembling. I abandoned the last vestiges of reason and placed my right hand on her breast. The thin fabric couldn't hide the slight resistance and elasticity of her breast; the nipple pressed firmly against my palm, hard yet somehow soft. I began to gently rub it, the friction between my hand and the fabric making a soft rustling sound.
My mother was still weeding the sesame, but her face had become slightly flushed, and her breasts swayed back and forth with my touch. Her breath, coming from her bright red lips, had become hot and heavy.
I wrapped one arm around my mother, pressing my body against her back, and with the other hand, I gripped her buttocks tightly, pressing her buttocks and my genitals together. My erect penis pressed against her full vulva through our pants.
I felt my mother's waist begin to writhe, her buttocks slowly rubbing back and forth against my penis, which was already covered in sticky fluid.
Hearing the moans escaping her lips as she became aroused, I couldn't hold back any longer. I lifted my right leg and placed it between her legs, pressing my knee against her burning lower body, and began to rub back and forth.
My hand slid down her buttocks from behind towards her vulva. Through her clothes, my hand trembled as it slid to her front, her full vulva pressed against my hand. My fingers rubbed her tender flesh, pushing the fabric of her pants deep into her slit. As my fingers rubbed against her genitals, giving her intense pleasure, my mother finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a howl like a female dog in heat.
My lips traced a kiss down her long, slender, white neck, then I bit her earlobe… My mother involuntarily unbuttoned her blouse, revealing two snow-white mounds of flesh. I reached out and grasped one of her breasts, passionately kneading and fondling her large, white breast, pinching and playing with her nipple. Her nipple was soft, swollen with engorgement, and I stimulated her sensitive nerves on the areola with my rough fingers. My other hand continued to explore her genitals.
A blush spread across my mother's face, her muscles tensed, and she trembled involuntarily. Her already exceptionally full breasts swelled even more, like waterlogged buns.
I began to slowly rub and thrust into my mother's forbidden area, each time making her vaginal opening itch with pleasure. Each time she received my rubbing, her body would convulse, making her blood boil. I saw my mother biting her cherry lips tightly, her beautiful face displaying a wonderfully comfortable expression, constantly moaning lasciviously:
"Ah...ah...oh...I...I...can't...take...it...oh...so...comfortable...so...comfortable...Liang-ge...I...am about to...come...come...you...oh...you're...so...good...hmm...oh...oh...I...I can't...hold...it...oh...oh..."
My mother only cared about moaning, completely ignoring who she was and who was playing lewd games with her.
At that moment, I was also very excited. I immediately turned to my mother, hugged her with my left arm, pressed my head against her chest, and licked her breasts through her clothes. My right hand eagerly reached for her waistband and slowly slipped inside her pants, gently rubbing her plump, tender vulva against her skin.
She was startled, looked up, and exclaimed in shock, "It's you! I thought it was... No! Son, you're only nine years old, and you're already so naughty!!" She struggled to stop me.
The third time, on the second day of my mother's passion,
I was still savoring the image of her alluring and seductive appearance under my touch, recalling the soft calls she made. Who is Liang Ge? Who could make my mother unable to forget him even when she was burning with desire? I felt a sense of bewilderment.
"Yujiao," an old woman's call snapped me out of my reverie. It was Aunt Lian from next door calling my mother. My mother answered with a soft "thank you" and came out. Aunt Lian grabbed my mother's arm: "Yujiao, come here, I need to talk to you about something, sigh!"
My mother asked, "Oh, Aunt Lian, what's wrong?"
Aunt Lian was somewhat pretty, but not as pretty as my mother. However, even with light makeup, she still had the charm of a middle-aged woman. She mysteriously pulled my mother aside and whispered, "Oh no, my little Bao is going to cause trouble, I..."

My mother asked curiously, "Your little Bao is perfectly fine, what's wrong?"
Aunt Lian dragged my mother to the corner of the room. I quietly slipped behind the wall, my curiosity surging with excitement. Something must have happened. Sure enough, Aunt Lian said, "Oh dear, my little Bao wants to do 'that' with me, what should I do? I don't know what to do. Good Yu, you have to give me some advice."
Mom was shocked, her teeth chattering: "What? He wants to do 'that' with you?"
Aunt Lian hurriedly said, "Not yet. My husband isn't home, you know, a woman is too lonely alone, constantly thinking about a man's thing. My little cunt is wet every day. As soon as I get to the office, I can't help but let my cunt drip. Those men are all bad people, they touch me inappropriately and tease me until my cunt is bright red and wet. When I get aroused, I have to go back to my own wife. My son is a bad guy too, he often hugs and kisses me." "And now he often touches my buttocks, and..."
Mom exclaimed, "Did he touch any sensitive areas?"
Aunt Lian asked, "A few times... I pretended not to notice, afraid he would pull his hand away, and I felt like an electric shock struck my clitoris."
Mom blushed and whispered, "Really? You're so shameless, letting your own son touch your clitoris, did you let him actually penetrate you?"
Aunt Lian replied, "I really want it, but he's my son, and I'm his mother. How am I supposed to explain this to my husband when he comes home? Give me some advice." Mom
blushed even more and said, "I haven't let my son penetrate me..."
Aunt Lian quickly inserted... She said, "You don't want to sleep with your son too, do you? Seriously, your son's all grown up now, tall and handsome, lots of girls want him. You'd better get with him first, don't let others beat you to it."
The mother spat and laughed, "You old slut, you want to mess around with your son, don't drag me into it. Humph, if your son sleeps with you, I'll have him sleep with you, haha, I'll make sure your little cunt is satisfied."
Aunt Lian laughed too, "Great! Let's have a foursome, all four of us, in one big bed, I'm so happy, my cunt's wet again! Yu Jiao, you really haven't slept with your son? You should experience the strange taste of mother and son messing around." "That felt so good."
Mom realized something was wrong and exclaimed, "Good heavens, you've already been with Xiao Bao?"
Aunt Lian thought to herself, "Oh dear, I let it slip. Yu Jiao, don't tell anyone, this could kill you."
Mom laughed and said, "No way, maybe I'll end up with my son too. Hearing about this makes me feel uncomfortable too. My husband only comes home once a year. Sigh, I haven't tasted meat in a long time. A few days ago, my son was groping me, and I almost lost my virginity to that little guy."
I was listening nearby, my blood boiling, and my penis suddenly became erect, nine inches long, making my pants stand up high.
Aunt Lian, intrigued, asked, "Really?"
The mother's face flushed crimson, and she whispered, "Several times, my son has kneaded my breasts and slapped my buttocks, making me lose my mind. My fat cunt is also uncooperative, constantly leaking fluid. Every time he slaps my buttocks, my cunt trembles, and I involuntarily thrust my lower body against his thigh, rubbing my cunt flesh against his thigh. But that's just a fleeting pleasure. I really want it to be real, to let my son's thick..." "They put something inside my vagina, but every time I'm afraid my son won't last. He's only nine years old. Although his penis is long and hard, he's still a little boy. What can he do? What if he can only last three minutes like my husband?" "
Oh, I see!" I was overjoyed. I'd read sex education books and erotic novels, and I'd heard the village women say that young boys are more capable. I felt I could win the woman I loved most in my life; my own mother would be my first woman.
Aunt Lian laughed: "Boys like that can last longer! My son once lasted over an hour, and I had three orgasms in a row. I cried out from the pleasure. From the bed to the desk, he pinned me down on the table, my buttocks raised high, like dogs mating, and fucked me from behind. That position was so exciting. My son grabbed my hair and slapped my buttocks like he was riding a horse, while inserting two fingers into my anus.
Your auntie is over forty years old and has never been played with like that before. I only know..." My vagina felt numb, and my anus felt incredibly comfortable. I didn't even realize my son had taken advantage of me and inserted his large penis into my anus. My son said it was called "back gardening," and that it was very fashionable. Sigh, for some reason, I felt a different kind of pleasure—so happy, so comfortable. I never thought this place could be used, and that my own son could make me feel so good. "Your son is so tall now, taller than my son. Maybe his penis is a bit longer too."
The mother was stunned and said, "I'm afraid of his long penis, my son..." Every time he presses against my butt, I always secretly touch it. It's longer and thicker than his father's. I'm just afraid that if his penis gets too long, it won't last as long. My pussy is different from yours. I need a man to fuck me five or six times to feel good. Two or three times isn't enough to satisfy me."
Aunt Lian laughed heartily when she heard this: "Haha, you're a slut too. You need five or six times? Just have your son, A-Dong, and your husband fuck you together."
Mom laughed and scolded: "You old slut, you let your son fuck your ass and you still criticize me. Why don't you have my son and your son fuck you both together?" "Eyes, so you won't spout nonsense and make a fuss."
Aunt Lian was overjoyed to hear this: "Great! Yu Jiao is the best. That's why I came here today."
Mom was shocked: "Oh dear, I've fallen for your trick! No way!"
Aunt Lian persuaded: "Good niece, just agree, and I promise you'll get to taste the deliciousness of two young men having sex with two eyes at the same time, okay?"
Mom said: "Alright, but you have to tell my son yourself. I can't tell him."
I felt a surge of joy, and my erect penis became even more erect. I knew my luck had come. Not long after they left, I sat quietly on the ground, lost in thought. Had I done the right thing, or the wrong thing?

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