My mom and I went on our honeymoon

I was born into an ordinary family. My father is now a doctor at a hospital, and my mother is an accountant in the finance department of the district water resources bureau. My mother told me that she and my father met when they were sent to the countryside as educated youth. At that time, my mother was the most beautiful among her colleagues, and many people pursued her, but she ultimately chose my father. My parents had a simple wedding when they were sent to the countryside in Fushun. About a year later, my parents returned to Shenyang after the policy was implemented.
In my memory, my happiest time was every Sunday when my parents would take me to the zoo. Those were my happiest moments, along with those five-cent coins. Gradually, our family's financial situation improved, and now my father is a chief physician at a hospital. I have never caused my parents any worry since I was a child. I was always among the top students in every exam, and until I was admitted to the Seventh Middle School, I was still my parents' greatest pride.
As for what happened later, I don't know how my mother and I had sex. Actually, sex between a mother and son seems very tempting, but I don't know how I feel now. It's hard to say. Every time after "love" with my mother, I feel very guilty, but we have never stopped. To this day, I still maintain this delicate relationship with my mother.
I think the cause of this is also related to the internet. When I was in my second year of high school, my parents bought me a computer, of course, to help me with my studies. At first, I didn't like this cold machine. I didn't like chatting. I preferred my Saturn game console. Besides studying, I would play my Saturn game console whenever I had time. Until one day, my parents decided not to let me play anymore because my college entrance exam was coming up. Once my favorite game was stopped, I really didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to play the computer that had been sitting there since they bought it. But my family only let me practice typing. I couldn't get interested in the computer at all. Later, I simply stopped playing anything and focused on reviewing for my college entrance exam.
One day, because it started raining during PE class, we were studying in the classroom when my friend Xiaoyu asked me to go to an internet cafe. Although I'd always heard about internet cafes, I'd never actually used one myself. Out of curiosity, we went together. I asked him for a card, and he chose a computer in a corner. I thought to myself, "This guy has better machines, why choose a corner one?"
We sat down, and he whispered mysteriously, "Want to read something exciting?" I knew what he meant, so I said, "Okay." He opened a novel website for me.
The first story was about a woman taking on motherhood. My heart was pounding, and my penis was throbbing uncontrollably. After reading that, he opened another story, "Mom First." I was even more nervous. I couldn't believe my eyes, but I felt deeply attracted. The descriptions aroused my desire.
When I got home, I saw my mother diligently cooking in the kitchen. As usual, she asked, "My good son is back." My face turned red. It was the first time I had ever looked at my mother with the eyes of a woman. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look old at all. She had a very well-proportioned figure, and apart from some extra fat on her lower abdomen, she was definitely attractive.
Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: could I really have sex with my mom? I thought it probably was possible. As I thought about it, my penis got hard again. I told my mom, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to study." I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and started masturbating. I fantasized about having sex with my mom. I felt my breathing quicken. I'd masturbated before, but that day felt the most exciting. Just as I was completely absorbed in my fantasy, the door suddenly opened. I opened my eyes in fright and saw the door was closed. Ah!
I hadn't closed the door. Mom must have seen me masturbating. My face turned bright red. I was afraid Mom would call me. After a while, Mom called me from outside for dinner. I thought, "Mom must have seen me masturbating," because Mom usually comes in to call me and check my homework. I was so embarrassed. I
went into the kitchen. Mom didn't say anything. I asked guiltily, "Mom, isn't Dad coming back?" Mom said: Yes, he had to work overtime again. I lowered my head, wanting to finish my meal and go back to my room immediately. Although my mother and I often joke around, and she's a very modern woman, there's often no generation gap between us when we chat. I don't know if she was trying to get my attention or just teasing me. Maybe in her eyes, everything I do is childish. I only remember her saying, "Eat more eggs. Your body needs nutrition right now. And you need to take care of yourself. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, so you need to concentrate." I suddenly wanted to bury my head under the table. My face was flushed. I looked up at my mother, and she suddenly laughed. I put down my bowl and quickly told her, "I'm finished eating. I'm going back to my room." Back in my room, I wondered why my mother said that. Did she not mind my behavior? I thought about it for a long time. I decided I had to try.
The next day, I went home early after class. Mom was watching TV in the living room. She said to me, "Dinner's ready, go eat." I said, "Wait a bit, I want to read first." I slipped into my room, deliberately leaving the door a crack. I lay on the bed, my back to the door, and placed the mirror on the table where I could see the door. I pretended to look into my eye, took out my penis, and started masturbating as usual. I secretly watched to see if Mom would come to check on me. I knew I was taking a risk, but I was still willing to take it. Maybe this was the beginning of everything. I saw a shadow standing in the doorway. I knew Mom was watching me masturbate. From her angle, she could see my penis but not me. But she didn't know I had placed the mirror on the table. She stood quietly in the doorway. My penis suddenly became very hard. I slowly masturbated until I "thump-thump" ejaculated onto the paper I had prepared. Mom watched me quietly the whole time.
After I ejaculated, Mom quietly... Back in the living room, I thought I had completed my first step. Suddenly, Mom called me, "Xiaolin, come here for a moment." I went to the living room and saw Mom sitting on the couch, a rare sight for her. Mom said to me, "Come here."
I obediently sat down next to Mom. Mom said to me, "You're a big boy now. I think you must tell Mom everything, okay?"
I said, "I'm not hiding anything from you." Mom continued, "I know my son has grown up and is at the age where he wants to think about women. This means my son is a man now." I lowered my head and asked Mom, "Did you see what I did?"
Mom didn't say anything. I said to Mom, "I'm sorry, Mom, I won't do it again." Mom said to me, "That's right. Masturbation is harmful to your health, especially since you need energy now." I said to Mom, "I know, but I can't control myself." Mom said, "Is it really that hard to control?" I said, "Yes, I always feel listless when I study." Mom said, "Then you must remember to try to reduce the frequency. Also, tell Mom after each time you finish, and Mom will prepare some nourishing food for you, okay?"
I happily said, "I know, Mom." Two days later, when I got home, I saw Mom was alone, so I said to her, "Mom, I feel really bad today. I think I..." Mom understood what I meant and said, "Go inside and tell Mom when you're done." I went back to my room and started fantasizing about having sex with Mom. After masturbating,
I came out of the room, blushing, and said, "Mom, I'm done." Mom called me over. I saw a cup of milk powder and an egg on the table. Mom told me to eat them quickly, and I listened to her.
From then on, every time I wanted to masturbate, Mom would prepare it for me, and I felt very happy.
Once, I boldly asked Mom, "Mom, can you stay in the room? I want you to be by my side." Mom didn't say anything, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, but please don't let your dad know." I said, "Okay."
The first time, I masturbated right under my mother's nose. I took out my penis, and she watched quietly. I was masturbating with one hand while holding toilet paper in the other. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated, shooting onto my pants.
Just as I was about to wipe it with the toilet paper, my mother took the toilet paper and started wiping the semen on my pants.
I said, "Mom, am I very bad?" My mother didn't say anything, but just said, "You're all grown up now. Boys all do this, just don't do it too much, okay?" I told my mother I understood. We went back to the living room, and I said to my mother, "Mom, I have a request. What is it?" I said to my mother, "Mom, can you give me... give me...
give you what?" My mother was a little impatient. "Can you help me with what I'm doing?" My mother was stunned. She understood what I meant, but still deliberately asked, "What is it?" I said loudly, "Masturbation!" My mother looked at me strangely. My face turned red, and I lowered my head.
My mother said, "Can't you take care of it yourself?" I asked my mom what she wanted me to do, and she said, "I can't concentrate. If you can help me, I can focus on the experience." My mom said, "I don't know where you get all these weird ideas." I asked her, "Is it okay?" She said, "Let's see." I thought she would definitely help me.
Sure enough, a few days later, I wanted to masturbate again. My mom sat next to me, very close. I
closed my eyes and started masturbating. Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my penis. I opened my eyes.
My mom said, "Close your eyes." I immediately closed my eyes. My mom took my hands away and placed them next to me. Then, she grasped my penis. My penis became very hard. I thought my mom must have done it for my dad before. Her hands slid skillfully across my penis. I felt extremely excited. I felt my semen was about to ejaculate.
I told my mother, "Mom, I'm almost there." My mother squeezed my penis tightly, and the urge to ejaculate vanished. She continued for a long time until I told her I was really going to come. She quickened her movements, and my semen gushed out. She collected it all in her other hand. Blushing,
I said to my mother, "Thank you." She didn't say anything, just, "Okay, just remember to study hard."
After that, my mother would masturbate me about every few days. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just her masturbating me; I felt I needed to truly possess her.
One day, it was just my mom and me at home. We were sitting on the rare, nicely decorated armchair in the living room. My mom was leaning against me, and I could feel her breath on my skin. I could smell her fragrance. We chatted about trivial things. I mustered up my courage and suddenly straightened my mom up, putting my hands on her shoulders. My mom looked at me with a puzzled expression. I didn't give her time to react. I placed her on the armrest of the armchair and kissed her neck. My mom was probably caught off guard by my action, and I kissed her neck smoothly. I kissed her gently, and her breathing became rapid.
Suddenly, my mom came to her senses. She pushed me away forcefully. "Don't let anyone see this," she said. I didn't know if my mom was encouraging me. I didn't let go. "Mom, just let me kiss you. Can't you just for a little while?" My mom was probably moved by my words. Her resistance loosened, and later she only symbolically grabbed my collar. I think that was her encouragement.
I saw that my mother's eyes were closed. I boldly kissed her face, her eyes, and her ears. Her body became very hot. I slowly kissed her lips. Her body was trembling. I knew she must be very nervous. I had never kissed before and was just kissing my mother's lips randomly. Then my mother made her choice, and it was this choice that made us lovers later.
She gently opened her lips and let her tongue dart out. My mother and I were now in a passionate kiss. Her hands were on my back. I think she was experiencing this feeling too. We kissed passionately for a long time.
My hands slowly moved towards her chest. She grabbed my hands and said indistinctly, "Don't do this. Your dad will be home from his night shift soon." I stopped caressing her, but soon my hands reached for her chest again. This time I didn't encounter any resistance. My mother let my hands rest on her chest.
I touched my mother's breasts, round and firm. I slipped my hand inside her bra, but couldn't open it. Frustrated and unsure what to do, my mother reached behind her back and untied the bra strap. Now my hand could easily reach her breasts. I gently rubbed them, while my other hand slowly reached for her pants. My mother realized my intentions and stopped me, refusing to let my hand go any further. I tried several times, but she was adamant. Just as I was trying to figure out a solution, there was a knock at the door. I realized it was my father coming home, so I immediately got off my mother. She quickly ran into her room. My father
opened the living room door and saw me alone, posting something I rarely do. He asked, "Where's your mother?" I nervously replied, "She's in her room." My father called out, "Shumin, come out! I have good news for you."
Mom came out of the house, acting as if nothing had happened. We were chatting on a rare, well-received forum when Dad excitedly told Mom and me: "My company has two opportunities to go on a trip to Dalian. Since Xiaolin is on vacation and will be studying hard again when school starts, I thought I'd take him to Dalian for about 20 days. I felt disappointed; I wish it were just Mom and me."
I looked at Mom, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. She must have known what I was thinking. I asked Dad if I was going with a lot of people. Dad said, "No, the company will reimburse us after we get back." "Oh, then I want to go with Mom," I said, not sure where I got the courage. Dad laughed and said, "Don't you find Mom nagging?"
I said, "Dad, you can go out of town often, but Mom hasn't left Shenyang in a long time. Since the company will reimburse both of us, let Mom go on a trip. She can also help me catch up on my studies."
Dad thought about it and agreed with what I said, so he asked Mom, "Shumin, why don't you go with Xiaolin?" Mom smiled at me, and I thought to myself, "Mom,
you have to say yes!" Mom thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Then Xiaolin and I will go, but you have to be good first!" I was overjoyed and quickly said, "I promise I will." Mom smiled, and I saw her face slowly turn red. I had been looking forward to that moment so I could go to Dalian with Mom.
I knew what this meant to me; I might finally get to know Mom.
Finally, Mom finished her work and withdrew over 6,000 yuan from the bank, bought train tickets to the Liaodong Peninsula, and got up very early that morning. I hadn't slept much all night.
In the morning, Dad took the day off to take Mom and me to the train station. When we got there, we found it wasn't crowded. After Mom and I found our seats, Dad told me to take good care of Mom. I told him not to worry. Just before departure, Dad hurriedly got off the train and stayed on the platform until it started moving. The train sped away.
Because we were on an air-conditioned train, although it was unbearably hot outside, the temperature inside the carriage was very low. Several times, even I was shivering from the cold. Mom naturally leaned against me, and I freed one arm to hug her. She didn't resist and nestled gently in my arms. I was extremely excited; my little brother was erect the whole time.
Around noon, the train arrived in Dalian. Although Shenyang isn't far from Dalian, this was my first time there. Dalian is a very charming city. Mom and I found a two-star hotel.
I said to Mom, "Would a double room be fine?" Mom said: Okay. Mom and I arrived at the hotel, but there was only one room available for two people. I said to Mom: Let's stay here, otherwise we won't be able to find a place to stay.
As the waiter led us upstairs, he said to my mother, "Your son is so handsome!" My mother smiled sweetly. I looked at my mother, thinking about what was about to happen, unsure of how I felt. My mother and I went to our room and unpacked.
My mother asked me, "Where should we go first?" I said, "I've never seen the sea before, let's go see the sea!" My mother and I took a bus to the Natural History Museum. It was my first time seeing the sea, and it was truly magnificent. My mother and I walked slowly.
During this time, my mother had gotten into the habit of linking arms with me when we walked; we were practically a couple. Around 6 pm, my mother and I had dinner and returned to the hotel.
I said to my mother, "Why don't you take a shower?" My mother seemed to see right through me. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired, let's do it tomorrow." Seeing that my goal hadn't been achieved, I said to my mother, "Then let me give you a massage." My mother said, "Okay, I'm really tired too."
Mom lay down on the bed, and I gently massaged her shoulders and back. I touched the straps of her bra, but I didn't have the courage to go under her clothes and unhook them.
After a while, Mom seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently nudged her, but she didn't react. I lay down beside her, slipped my hand under her clothes, and gently unhooked her bra. I kissed her ear.
Suddenly, Mom said, "What are you doing?" Seeing that she was awake, I continued kissing her ear. Gradually, Mom seemed to sense my intention. She turned her head to say something, but before she could speak, I kissed her lips. Mom didn't speak, but just closed her eyes, and we kissed passionately again.
Suddenly, Mom tried to pull away. I held her down so she wouldn't move. Mom giggled and said, "It's tiring for me to be bent over like this. Can you let me turn around?" I made room for her, and she immediately tried to pull away. I knew she was going to do that, so I pushed her, and she lay back down on the bed, facing me.
I kissed my mother again. Seeing that she didn't resist, she stopped struggling. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths.
I slipped my hand inside her clothes. Since I had already unhooked her bra, I naturally caressed her breasts. My mother didn't resist at all; she just held my back. I caressed her for a long time. Then I started exploring her lower body. My mother told me to stop again, and I tried several times without success.
I was burning with desire and said to my mother, "Give it to me, Mom, I want you. No, we can't
do that." My mother said firmly, "Get up first, Mom wants to talk to you." Reluctantly, I got up and sat down next to my mother. My mother said to me, "Lin'er, what we've done is already very outrageous. We can't do that kind of thing, you know?"
I said to my mother, "Why can't we? We won't hurt anyone. Now that we're out here, we can be like a couple. I swear I won't do this again when we go back." My mother said, "That still won't work." I said to my mother, "Mom, just give it to me this once, so I can focus on the college entrance exam." My mother didn't know what to say.
I asked my mother, "Mom, do you like kissing me?" "Do you feel that way?" To be honest, Mom nodded. "So, if we weren't mother and son, would you agree to be my lover?" Mom said, "I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I would, but we're mother and son, and I can't do that. You'll hate me when you have your own family later." I told Mom, "No, Mom, I won't hate you. During our few days in Dalian, please agree to be my lover, so I can have a good memory." Mom just looked at me without saying anything. Finally, she said, "I'm tired! We'll talk about it later." I had no choice but to go back to bed. That night, I felt Mom slept very late; I think she must have been thinking about whether she could agree to be my lover.
The next day, Mom and I decided to go swimming at the beach. I saw Mom... Mom looked quite well-proportioned in her swimsuit. She seemed distracted all day, and I didn't know what choice she would make. I couldn't force her. That evening, we returned to the hotel.
After a whole day at the beach, we were covered in salt, our skin feeling tight. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I finished, Mom went into the bathroom. Seeing her go in, I turned off the lights and waited in the room, turning on the bedside lamp. Suddenly, the room was filled with a gentle and romantic atmosphere.
A little while later, Mom came out of the bathroom wearing a very short bathrobe. I was overjoyed because I didn't have to face her belt anymore. Her legs were exposed, and in the dim light, they looked sexy. "That's great!"
I said to my mom, "Mom, can you sit on the edge of the bed?" Mom said, "What mischief are you up to now?" I quickly said, "No, no." Mom came over and sat on the edge of the bed, combing her hair with a wooden comb. I half-lay on Mom's bed and hugged her from behind. I felt how smooth Mom's skin was after her bath, and how alluring her fragrance was.
As Mom combed her hair, she said to me, "What are you doing?" I said, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to hold you." "Really?" Mom asked. I said, "Of course, don't you believe me?" Mom said, "Ask yourself." I said, "How can I ask?" Mom suddenly flicked my little brother. "Look!" I looked.
It turned out that my little brother was already... It was getting really hard. I stopped talking and pulled my mom down onto the bed. She said, "Don't do this, I still need to comb my hair." I said, "We'll talk about it later."
I slowly kissed her, and she responded. We kissed passionately, my legs pressed tightly against hers. My hands slipped inside her pajamas, caressing her breasts. I felt she wasn't resisting. I slowly unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing her breasts completely.
More importantly, we were now only separated by her underwear. My hands were on her waist. This time, she didn't resist; instead, she fully embraced our passionate kiss. My hands really began to penetrate her... I touched Mom's underwear, moving as slowly as possible, afraid of startling her. I finally reached her pubic hair.
Mom let out a soft moan, her hands gripping my shoulders. Seeing she didn't move, my hand unconsciously moved downwards, touching her soft private parts. I gently rubbed them, my heart pounding. I touched her private parts.
Mom seemed like a shy girl, her eyes slightly closed. My fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, slowly moving in and out. Mom moaned softly.
I whispered in her ear, "Mom, give it to me, okay?" But she shook her head. I was extremely disappointed, but I didn't stop. I thought if Mom disliked it... If he said that, he would make me stop.
I arched my back and began to kiss my mother's breasts. This was the first time I had ever kissed them. My mother stroked my hair. I quietly took off my underwear and said to my mother, "Mom, can I take off your underwear?"
My mother didn't say anything. I gently lifted a corner of my underwear and slowly pulled it down, but it was blocked by my mother's pubic bone. Just when I was at a loss, my mother gently lifted her body. I seized the opportunity to take off my mother's underwear and threw it off the bed.
Now my mother was completely exposed beneath me. I spread my mother's legs and lay between them. My mother spread her legs a little more to make it easier for me to lie between them.
I began to... At the crucial moment, I asked my mother again: "Give it to me, Mom. Just close your eyes and give it to me for one minute." My mother gently shook her head again, "You can't do this. We shouldn't do this." I ignored her words and tried to insert my penis into her vagina. Every time my penis hit her private parts, she tensed up, but I couldn't find the entrance. I whispered to my mother for help.
She still whispered, "We can't do this." But as she said this, her legs naturally parted further and bent, so my penis was directly facing her entrance. I continued to thrust haphazardly until finally, I found the entrance to my mother's vagina.
My penis slid into my mother's vagina in an instant, a feeling I'll never forget. My mother frowned, and I slowly pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. Her breathing became noticeably heavier. Only when my penis was completely inside her did she gently shift her position. I didn't rush to thrust, but instead gently kissed her, letting her slowly get into the mood.
After a while, I began to slowly thrust in and out, and my mother moved gently to match my movements. I felt incredibly good. My long-held wish had finally come true. My penis slid in and out of my mother's vagina, quickly becoming very slippery. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate. My mother, being experienced, sensed my increased speed and moved faster to match my movements. I was determined to send all that semen into my mother's uterus. I finally couldn't hold back and began to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly, and hot semen gushed into my mother's body.
My mother moaned, and we both reached our first orgasm.
After I ejaculated, I felt very tired. My mother didn't rush to push me away; instead, she let me remain between her legs, my penis still inside her vagina. She stroked my hair and asked, "Are you tired, Lin'er?" I softly replied, "Yes." My mother pushed me aside.
She stood up, smoothed her hair, and in that instant, I saw my semen flowing from her genitals, running down her full legs. She noticed this too, glanced at me, and said, "Go to sleep," before turning and going into the bathroom. Watching her go in, I realized I was truly exhausted and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up in
the morning, my mother was still asleep. She looked so beautiful, a happy smile on her lips. Looking at her, I felt a urge to be with her again. When I lay down beside her, she woke up. Seeing my expression, she asked what I was doing. Last night... "Aren't you tired?" I said, "No." Mom said, "No, your body won't be able to take it." Seeing that Mom wouldn't agree to do it with me, I said to her, "Then can I have it tonight?" Mom smiled and nodded.
Later, for the next 20 days, Mom and I made love many times. I think those were the happiest times of my life. Sometimes we would kiss in the street. Although many people thought we were much older, they probably didn't know we were mother and son. Mom and I kissed passionately on the beach and made love in hotels. When Mom came back, she said to me, "I felt like I was on my honeymoon." "
Later, my mom and I did it again, but because we were afraid of my dad finding out at home, it didn't feel the same as it did in Dalian. Normally, my mom and I still interacted as before, only having sex when my dad was on night shift or away on business. My mom said she wouldn't have sex with me anymore until I got married, but I wouldn't agree. I told her: I want her to be my lover forever. Every time this happened, after we made love, she would lie quietly in my arms. Whenever I said I wanted my mom to be my lover forever, she would always say to me: 'Silly child!' But she would always lean against me, gently stroking me. I know my mom also wants to be my lover forever. I think my mom and I will always carefully manage our relationship, keeping it a secret between us forever."

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