Lewd Mommy

After my father died, my mother raised me alone. Although the neighbors kept urging her to remarry, she refused. So she lived a very hard life until I grew up, and her burden gradually eased.
Perhaps it was because we were so dependent on each other, but even as I grew up, I remained very attached to my mother. Even at sixteen, I still liked to squeeze into bed with her every night. My mother always thought it was because I didn't have a father that I was so attached to her, so she didn't think much of it and agreed.
At first, I just quietly slept in my mother's arms, but gradually I became interested in her full body. At first, I only put my hands inside her clothes and touched her breasts. Soon, I asked her to take off her clothes so I could suckle and play with her breasts.
Because I had lost my father, my mother doted on me a lot. She tried her best to fulfill my requests. For her, this was just a common male habit; no matter how old they were, they still liked to suckle at a woman's breasts like children, just like my father, who would suckle at her breasts every night before he died. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just suckling at my mother's breasts and developed an interest in her vulva. So I started asking her to take off her clothes so I could see and play with them. At first, my mother refused, but after my persistent pleas, she finally agreed. However, she wouldn't take off her pants, only allowing me to put my hand inside her pants to play with her vulva. I would also occasionally pull my mother's hand inside my pants, letting her hand play with my penis.
When Mom first held my hard, thick penis, she realized I had grown up. Slowly, under my skillful fingers' ministrations, she also reached pleasure. So, without realizing it, Mom also enjoyed letting me play with her vulva. Eventually, we, mother and son, started doing this—we don't even know when it began, or who started by undressing the other—every night we would strip naked and play with each other's genitals until we were exhausted before going to sleep.
Of course, I had asked Mom to have sex with me, but she absolutely refused. Finally, I would secretly rub my penis against the opening of her vulva when she wasn't looking. But every time I tried to insert my large penis, Mom would stop me!
Although Mom knew that continuing like this would eventually cause problems, she couldn't stop me, and she didn't want to, because she also enjoyed the pleasure of me playing with her and reaching orgasm.
Today, my mother and I were lying in bed playing with each other's genitals as usual. The only difference was that I was already naked, while Mom was naked from the waist down, though her clothes were still on, albeit pulled open. As usual, I lay on top of Mom, sucking on her breasts while my hands rubbed her vulva. Slowly, while Mom was distracted, I climbed onto her. As my hand rubbed my penis against her vulva, a last shred of morality made Mom, with one hand tightly gripping her wet vulva and the other tightly grasping my throbbing penis, say, "No, you can't. You can play with my body, you can lick it, and I like it when you do that, but you absolutely cannot put this inside me. What if you get me pregnant? How can I face anyone then?"
"My dearest Mommy, can't you tell? I've loved you for so long! Do you know how long I've waited for this day? Please grant me your love. From the moment you let me kiss you, you should have known this was only a matter of time, shouldn't you? Don't you want your lover to cherish your body? Isn't it every woman's pleasure to have her beloved man find the greatest satisfaction in her? Darling, please, let me completely conquer you. Welcome me, and you'll discover how ardent and intense my love for you is."
Faced with my fiery proposal, Mommy was both surprised and delighted. She had thought it was just my lust, never imagining that I already considered her my lover and was demanding her body. Refuse? No! Every lonely night since her husband's death had terrified her, and she was just a forty-two-year-old woman, a normal woman; she absolutely needed a man's care and affection.
My mother held my burning hot penis in her hand, like a death warrant, making her unable to resist recalling that long-forgotten sensation. Her vulva, which I had been teasing for so long, now wriggled uncontrollably, seemingly impatient with its own timidity. My mother, her mind in turmoil, finally succumbed to the mire of desire, sighed softly, turned her head to the side, and said nothing more.
I noticed that my mother's hand, which had been tightly gripping my penis, was no longer straining, and I knew that she had already given in her heart, but was only too afraid to loosen her grip because of her status as a mother. So I slowly pried open my mother's limp hands and whispered in her ear, "Mommy, don't think so much, let's be husband and wife for once."
At the same time, I pressed my lingering penis against my mother's vulva and rubbed it incessantly. This agonizing friction finally wore down my mother's last shred of moral defense. The hands that had been stopping me were now on my buttocks, touching and pressing, seemingly urging me to hurry up and enter. But I still held my penis and kept rubbing it against her vulva.
Finally, my mother covered her flushed face with her hands and said with difficulty, "Mommy's little devil, come in. Consider it something I owed you in my past life. I just hope you will always remember what you just said, and never betray me!"
Hearing my mother's words, I felt like I had been granted a pardon, and my hands and feet quickened. In an instant, my mother was completely naked, like a peeled lychee. Time had left no trace on her; her flawless skin still exuded an alluring, virginal fragrance. Her firm breasts were incredibly tempting, and her sparse pubic hair made her vulva appear even more delicate. Through the dim light, I stared intently at my mother's full, snow-white vulva. I saw the entrance to her vulva, glistening with a little love juice, seemingly eagerly beckoning me to enter.
Having not experienced anything like this in a long time, my mother covered her face with her hands in shame, quietly waiting for her own son to enjoy her body, to savor her cunt that hadn't been touched by a man in so long. She felt like a lamb to the slaughter, and I like a wolf about to tear her apart. When her tightly closed legs were ruthlessly pried open, my mother knew that the naked wolf had launched its attack. Before she could react, my strong body pressed down on her, receiving the oncoming, murky breath. My mother could feel my burning desire.
Nearly boiling over, I stood there with my monstrous cock, eagerly searching for a battlefield at the entrance of my mother's vagina. My impatience and unfamiliarity made it difficult for me to successfully join my cock with her cunt, even after much struggle. My mother, still covering her face with her hands, was both protective of me and worried I was going down the wrong path. She insisted on using my large penis to stimulate her own anus, wanting to help me several times, but she couldn't muster the courage to grab my own cock and shove it into her vagina. Seeing that I was struggling to get in, I began to feel increasingly frustrated with my clumsiness. Suddenly, my mother had an idea. She thought, "My little rascal just can't seem to find the right moment to push. Several times he's passed by without getting in. Let me guide him with my voice."
So, just as I aimed my glans at her vaginal opening again, Mom let out a soft "Ah!" This almost inaudible sound, to me, was like the horn of a navigational ship. Clever as I was, I immediately knew I had found the entrance to the path of life, and I happily lowered my hips. With a "whoosh," my glans pushed open Mom's vagina, which hadn't been explored for over ten years, following Mom's slippery, wet vagina. Instantly, I felt Mom's tight little hole gripping my penis, giving me a thrilling sensation. I couldn't help but look down as my penis slowly entered Mom's plump vagina. Mom felt her vagina swell and fill with my large penis, a feeling of fullness and tingling washing over her. Her vaginal fluids were squeezed out by my penis, which excited me even more. My penis relentlessly searched and pursued Mom's vagina, which seemed familiar, until the glans pressed tightly against Mom's cervix. I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure of my penis being tightly enveloped by my mother's cunt. I felt the tender flesh inside her vagina constantly writhing, sucking as if afraid my penis would be pulled out. The pleasure made me lose all sense of self!
In a daze, my mother suddenly felt her entire vulva being mercilessly invaded by me, especially when my huge glans forced open her cunt, which had been closed for more than ten years. It was unbearable for her. She remembered that her wedding night with my father was nothing like this. My mother couldn't help but slowly exhale to alleviate the slight pain caused by my huge and vigorous penis.
She thought of how, sixteen years ago, she had struggled so hard to push this child out of her, but today, sixteen years later, this rascal's sweet words had coaxed her legs open, and then she had forcefully pushed her big penis, which had given birth to me, back into her place.
Thinking of how her chastity, preserved for over a decade, had become a sacrifice for my transformation into adulthood in this instant, Mom couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. But the hot, thick penis inside her vagina slowly aroused her. The almost painful fullness in her vagina was something she had craved for over ten years. Influenced by the surrounding lewd atmosphere, Mom's heart was as if bewitched by an evil spirit, and she felt excited to be able to share my first time with me. Watching Mom beneath me, swaying her hips uncomfortably from the unavoidable fullness, I suddenly felt like a general conquering a battlefield, and Mom, with her fragrant breath, like a trophy I had painstakingly captured, now waiting to be explored and enjoyed.
Without waiting for Mom's instructions, my hips began to move wildly, my movements unlike those of a novice on the battlefield. Every thrust was firm and powerful. My mother, who had been with men for a long time, was a little overwhelmed. She felt as if her vagina was about to be torn apart by my own huge penis. But she didn't stop me. She silently accepted the impact of my huge penis.
I didn't think about that. Right now, I just wanted to fuck my long-awaited mother with my penis. After a while, my mother's mood changed in a strange way. She no longer covered her face in embarrassment. Instead, like an understanding wife, she put her hands on my shoulders, opened her eyes slightly, breathed softly, and began to enjoy the bone-deep pleasure brought by the fast and slow thrusting of my own thick penis. Seeing my handsome face, panting heavily from the unprecedented pleasure, Mom suddenly felt a mixture of love and pity for the man pounding his large penis into her vagina. It was as if the wild beast riding and swaying on her body was no longer her own flesh and blood, but her lover with whom she owed an unfulfilled debt of love, a lover whom fate had absurdly brought to an end.
With this thought, the previous guilt vanished, replaced by an uncontrollable lust. I not only filled Mom's empty vagina, but also filled the long-empty void in her emotions.
The pleasure from her vagina was amplified a hundredfold by this liberation of thought, and years of pent-up lustful fluids gushed forth like a burst dam. Mom, like a scalding female beast, absorbed every breath I gave her through every pore of her body. With each thrust, I received the most fervent response from my mother beneath me. Her legs, tightly gripping my waist, seemed to urge me to penetrate her even deeper, her vagina rising and lowering to meet my penis.
Suddenly, I felt a series of contractions from my mother's vagina. I inadvertently opened my eyes and caught her deep, affectionate gaze. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her moist eyes looked at me with a mixture of love and pity as she secretly watched me, her own son, now shamelessly fucking her husband with my large penis. When my mother noticed me stop and stare at her, she quickly turned her head away like a caught thief, avoiding my burning gaze.
Suddenly, everything fell silent. I stopped thrusting my hips and, like a mischievous child, gently kissed my mother's flushed cheek, asking, "Mommy, does my cock feel good to you?"
Although my mother's thirteen years of suppressed desire had finally been satisfied, she didn't know how to answer such an embarrassing question. So, she cleverly countered, "Is Mommy's dear son tired? Do you want to rest?"
As she said this, her legs tightened around my hips, and her vaginal canal tightened intentionally or unintentionally, implying that I had completely conquered my mother, and that she was eagerly anticipating my large cock penetrating deeper and wider into her vagina. Receiving such a blatant response from my mother, I was overjoyed. My cock instantly became longer and hotter, making my mother feel numb and itchy. Desperate for release, Mommy saw me still staring blankly at her, and despite her legs urging me on, she refused to move my penis. Clearly, this stubborn me wouldn't let her get away with it so easily. Helpless, she could only blush and utter a wanton murmur: "Sweetie, Mommy feels so good, don't keep me in suspense, please, give Mommy a good ride, let Mommy give you all the lustful fluid I've accumulated over the past ten years!"
Hearing this, I smiled with satisfaction: "Good dear Mommy, I obey your orders. Here, hold on, I'm about to give you a good beating!"
Without any hesitation, I untied Mommy's legs from my hook, placed them on my shoulders, and began to thrust in and out with great force. Under my relentless thrusting, Mommy's vulva was pulled out in large amounts of lustful fluid, which ran down her buttocks, soaking a large patch of the bed sheet beneath. And so, the two naked people, biting and nibbling at each other's genitals, burned with intense desire at their point of union, almost melting their genitals. After this earth-shattering battle of wits had raged for nearly a quarter of an hour, the mother, still lost in a trance, suddenly noticed my breathing becoming rapid and my thrusting increasingly fast. She knew I was about to ejaculate, and in that instant, all desire vanished. She frantically tried to stop me, saying, "I... I'll pull out! You mustn't ejaculate! Mommy will...!"
But it was too late. Having just experienced ecstasy, I couldn't care less. Eager for pleasure, I didn't stop because of her words; instead, I held her even tighter, my hips rising and falling even more violently. Suddenly, I saw a bright light before my eyes, and my engorged penis finally released its first saliva.
My mother, suddenly showered with my hot semen, went limp after realizing she couldn't escape my first ejaculation. She allowed me to pour every drop of my semen into her. Powerless to resist, she watched me, my face flushed, growling with pleasure at my first orgasm. She felt a strange joy and pride in giving me such intense pleasure.
For years, she had only seen herself as a mother past her prime, but my constant ejaculation within her reminded her that she was still alive, still a woman who could drive a man breathless and mad. Her mindset had changed drastically. She no longer worried about pregnancy, only wanting me to possess her completely and leave her with every last drop of my love. So she clamped her legs even tighter around me. Every drop of semen I injected into her uterus became a powerful aphrodisiac, churning and permeating her entire being. Unable to withstand this deadly pleasure, she nearly fainted.
Finally, I ejaculated for the first time. Although my penis, still inside my mother, twitched with lingering pleasure, I lay on top of her like a deflated balloon. Having tasted the pleasure of a woman's body for the first time, I was filled with gratitude, kissing the woman beneath me endlessly, completely forgetting that this woman who had given me the greatest pleasure was my own mother. My mother, who had finally released the thickest, most viscous vaginal fluid she had held back for over ten years, slowly savored the surging, turbulent semen I had ejaculated into her womb, as my tender love not only flowed over every inch of her skin but also fiercely gnawed at every part of her womb. Touching my still-burning face, my mother told herself that the spring that had vanished in so many lonely nights had finally been found again today. As the passion subsided, I, like a deflated balloon, slid off my mother and onto the mat beside her. When all the movements stopped, the surroundings suddenly became very quiet. My mother, her chest still heaving, subtly grabbed her panties lying nearby and pressed them against her private parts, because what I had left inside her was flowing out of her vagina in waves. And so, this mother and son, now in a new relationship, lay silently side by side until, after a while, when my senses had recovered somewhat, I felt I should perhaps say something…
“Mommy…”
The word had barely left my lips when my mother immediately corrected me.
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Part 2 of the main text
"Mommy? My little rascal, things are already this bad, so please don't call me Mommy anymore. Do you want your child to call you brother?"
"My child?"
"Still playing dumb. I told you not to ejaculate inside me, but you wouldn't listen. You held on tight and kept shooting. Now my belly is full of your 'goods,' and I'm afraid I'll be giving birth to a fat little boy for you next year. Kid, it's all your fault for being so greedy. After tonight, if my belly gets big, I'll hold you responsible, and you won't be able to deny it!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Mommy with suspicion. Not wanting to argue with me, Mommy just smiled, then took my hand and pulled it to her crotch, probing. Sure enough, the entrance, still steaming, was still sticky.
"Sister, are you regretting it?"
"Silly me, when I opened my legs to you just now, I already decided to be your husband for life. Now that I'm your wife, how could I not raise a son for you? If you're willing, I'd even like to have a few more for you."
Mom hugged my arm, gently biting my earlobe, and said softly, "From today onwards, you're my man, my everything. When there are no outsiders, you can do whatever you want to me, but you're not allowed to call me Mom anymore. Tomorrow I'll go to the market and buy some things to turn this bed into our love nest, and then I'll take good care of you, my little rascal, to repay your kindness to me. What do you say?"
I turned around and carefully examined Mom—was this the same Mom who had been my companion for over ten years? Before me, her eyes shone with boundless lust. Her hair, slightly disheveled from the intense lovemaking, and her parted, red lips seemed to await her lover's touch. Her still-protruding nipples and heaving breasts told me that Mommy was still caught in the whirlpool of desire. This woman, who had given herself the ultimate pleasure, was now anticipating another violation from her own son…
“Dear sister, why wait until tomorrow? Your man wants to be a god again right now… And don’t you think it would be more exciting if I called you Mommy while I was having sex with you?” I pulled Mommy into my arms and said gently, “Let me pamper you one more time… Let me make Mommy feel good again…”
After saying this, I pushed Mommy down onto the red floral quilt again and showered her with a series of passionate kisses that left her breathless, my hands groping wildly over her body… Another battle of flesh was about to begin.
Suddenly, Mommy hurriedly pushed me away: "Okay, okay, you're right, just bear with it for a moment, I'll be right back..."
Mommy gently kissed my nose, grabbed the tube top left on the corner of the bed to cover her breasts covered in hickeys, got off the bed, walked to the window, pulled down the window cover, and bolted the door. She turned back to me and said: "You little pervert! The window wasn't closed, the door wasn't locked, and you dared to ride on your own mother and fuck her so hard, aren't you afraid of being put in a pig cage?"
When she sat on the toilet next to the bed, she noticed that I was staring at her intently, and she said with a flushed face: "You... turn your head away, don't look... I want that..."
But sitting on the edge of the bed, I deliberately made Mommy anxious, just smiling slightly to the side, refusing to turn my head. Mommy had no choice but to glare at me, letting this rascal watch her as she ejaculated into her vagina.
Thinking to myself, "I've already played with her vagina, what's a little exposure to her body?" After a while, a sound suddenly came. It turned out that a lot of air had entered Mommy's vagina due to my vigorous thrusting, and it was now being expelled along with a large amount of excrement. I, standing nearby, thought Mommy had farted and couldn't help but laugh, even tracing lines on my face with my fingers. Mommy, however, assumed I had realized she hadn't farted and blushed deeply. After finally emptying her belly, Mommy covered her chest and went to the wardrobe, finding a clean silk cloth. She carefully wiped her vulva clean and secretly took another cloth back to the embroidery bed. Walking to my side, Mommy traced lines on my face with her fingers and laughed, "You, all you do is steal food, you don't even know how to wipe your mouth... Here, let me wipe it for you."
Saying this, she took out the silk cloth and began wiping my crotch. While wiping away the semen she had left on me, Mommy examined my extremely aroused part, thinking, "So this rascal's treasure is this big and thick. No wonder it made me feel so awful just now. This kid is a real warrior, thrusting and pumping like crazy as soon as he got on top of me, as if his hole is made of iron and steel. Later, I'd better tell him to be gentle, lest I swell up his hole and then there won't be any work left to do..."
In just a short while, Mommy had wiped me clean. She tossed the strip of cloth she was holding onto the side of the bed and said, "All done..."
I was already erect again... My erect penis rolled over, pressing her tightly down, and I said, "Mommy, let's have another round..."
Sharing the same need, Mommy no longer cared about the mother-son relationship, boldly spreading her legs to warmly welcome my second intrusion...
With a sense of anticipation, Mommy guided my penis to her wet vulva, saying, "Come in, Mommy's little prince! Let your sister pamper you..."
With Mommy's help, I easily penetrated her again. Unlike the first time, Mommy was even more alluring this time. The moment my glans lightly touched her clitoris, she reacted intensely... Her two raised legs suddenly hooked tightly around my buttocks, pulling me towards her. This blatant invitation clearly meant she wanted me to completely fill her body, giving her 100% pleasure and release.
Having freed herself from the shackles of worldly morality, Mommy seemed to have unintentionally obtained a sexual license unique to her. With the privilege brought by this psychological liberation, she began to savor every thrust of mine, repeatedly pushing her narrow, tight vagina towards my large penis. She used her lower body to welcome and please the most violent and intoxicating impact of my penis that haunted her dreams. When her vagina involuntarily opened and closed with the in-and-out motion of my penis, the intense pleasure surging from below to her throat finally made her utter a series of moans of desire.
"Ah...ah...oh...good...you're making Mommy feel so good...ah..."
"Mommy, are you...okay? I heard you moaning, is it something I did wrong that hurt you?"
Never having heard a woman's unique words at the peak of pleasure, I thought something serious had happened and asked anxiously.
Hearing my innocent question, Mom chuckled inwardly. She thought, "I never imagined that the chastity I'd guarded for so many years would be so easily shattered by my little devil's few strokes. Sigh, I always thought that morality, while it might not control a woman's lower body, could at least stop her upper body. Now, sigh, this lustful woman of mine has even made my upper body make a sound. Shame on me, shame on me..."
"Hmm, it's alright. Go ahead and do whatever you want. We women... when it feels good, we'll moan like that. Don't be afraid. Oh, and later... if Mommy loses her senses and makes a sound while losing control, remember to shut Mommy up! Don't let our neighbors know what's happening in this house!"
"Oh, I see, Mommy, I understand..."
"Come on! Mommy's little husband... Mommy's good man... Hurry up and use your big cock to fuck Mommy hard... Harder..."
Upon hearing Mommy's plea, I braced my hands and feet on the bed and began to thrust my hips hard into Mommy's pussy. Mommy tightly clamped my waist with her legs and wrapped her arms around my neck, enjoying the pleasure of my thick cock thrusting in and out of her cunt.
"Ah... Good... Mommy's little devil... Good man... Ah... Thrust harder... Ah... Fuck Mommy to death..."
As I thrust, I thought about how Mommy had said she was afraid of losing her virginity and couldn't help but shout out. I didn't expect Mommy to scream after less than a hundred thrusts. It seems I have to be careful later, otherwise Mommy will scream even louder and all the neighbors will know.
"Oh... Han'er... Mommy's good... Ah... Thrust harder... Ah... Yes... Just like that... Fuck your dear Mommy hard... Ah... You're making me feel so good..."
I looked at my usually reserved and chaste mother, whose intoxicated expression had turned into that of a slut, her mouth constantly calling out "me" and "me" repeatedly. I really didn't know whether my mother wanted to see me as her or as herself, but I didn't think that much about it. Right now, I was just fucking the woman in front of me, satisfying her, regardless of whether she wanted to be my mother or my sister.
"Mommy... Han'er... um... does it feel good... um..."
"It feels good... Han'er... Mommy's good... oh... your big cock feels so good on Mommy... ah... fuck me harder... my little husband is fucking Mommy so good... ah..." Mommy
, who had been pent up with desire for so long, let my big cock thrust into her like a torrent, losing count of how many times she came. At this moment, she was like a lustful harlot, constantly lifting her waist so that my big cock could penetrate deeply into her little hole, her mouth constantly calling out to me and begging me. Fortunately, her moans were relatively quiet, and the nearest neighbor was only a few dozen feet away, otherwise people would really know what the mother and son were doing!
"Ah... Han'er's big cock feels so good on Mommy... ah... Mommy's little hole feels so good... oh... harder... harder... thrust... let Mommy die of pleasure..."

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