[Halloween Costume Party] (The End) Author: shine

Author: shine
Word Count: 11423

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This Sunday night is Halloween, and my good-natured group of young colleagues are preparing
for a grand costume party at the Golden Coast Hotel in Tuen Mun. They've also rented several suites around the indoor pool area. Bob said he
booked one for himself too, because his group of young men might get drunk, and drunk driving wouldn't matter,
so they might as well spend the night there.

My son Bob and his girlfriend Kathy have decided to dress up as Ragdogdy and...
Y and Raggedyan went to this party together. My son is 20 years old, and I was 18 when I had
him. His girlfriend is 5 years older than him, and sometimes people laugh at them for having a "sister-brother relationship." I don't object to them
dating. As children grow up, they have their own world. I am only about 13 years older than Kathy. In addition, I always pay attention to skincare.
Women age easily if they don't take care of themselves. So I usually go to the gym physically (actually
, I started going to the gym frequently after giving birth to my son in order to get in shape). Once, when the three of us went out,
people thought we were three siblings. Some friends even called me "the ageless beauty" because they said I didn't look like I
had a 20-year-old son.

This time, they specially designed the costumes for this masquerade ball, and the "mask" was
made of a special material, then glued to the face like a skincare mask. With this "mask" on, no one would
know who you are, not even your mother would recognize you.

That day, Bob had something come up at work, so he told Kathy about it early in the morning and
went to the hotel by himself. He brought a Raggeddy Ann outfit to change into at the hotel, and he arranged for Kathy
to come to our house to change, since Kathy's Raggeddy Ann outfit was at our place. He asked
Kathy to call a Uber to take him to a hotel on the Gold Coast to meet him.

However, things didn't go as planned. His girlfriend, Kathy, felt
unwell . The doctor said it was a cold affecting her stomach and she needed to rest after taking the medicine. But Kathy
couldn't reach my son no matter how hard she tried calling, so she called me to tell Bob that she couldn't make it to the costume party that night and
asked me to say sorry for her. I knew Bob would be very disappointed, and I didn't want my good boy to be
disappointed without a partner. So I came up with a plan: I would "substitute" and
go to the costume party with my son in Kathy's place. Besides, my build is similar to Kathy's, so the raggi
Eddy's dress should fit me well.

I went into Ah Bob's room and immediately saw the Raggedyann sweater hanging by the wardrobe door.
I took the sweater and a "mask" into my room, sat down at the vanity, and started applying makeup in front of the mirror. I used
the included glue to stick the "mask" onto my face. Then I applied makeup, using cosmetics to cover the edges of the "
mask " and my face quite well. Looking in the mirror, I thought it was truly "seamless"; I
couldn't even recognize myself, and I was very satisfied.

Then I called COMFIM to send an Uber to pick me up. After that, I prepared to put on the
Raggedyann sweater, but found it too hot—the weather in Hong Kong at the end of October was still in the twenties!
So I thought I might as well not wear a base layer, just a bra and panties. And coincidentally,
last shopping,
I was persuaded by Sales at Victoria's Secret in Central to buy some pretty sexy lingerie. I thought I might as well try it on tonight. Although it's a
bit sexy, it's worn underneath, so no one can see it, only I know. Like Sales said, wearing sexy clothes
isn't necessarily about trying to attract some hot guys, but about boosting your confidence, and it's also comfortable. So I picked out a pair of t
-back underwear. Looking at it, I noticed there was a slit in the middle of the fabric at the "wavy" edge.
I didn't understand why there was such a design, but it didn't matter. Actually, the t-back was already narrow enough;
I could just pull one side down and not have to take it off even if I needed to pee. After that, I put on a matching lace half-cup bra
, which just barely lifted my 36D, but also completely exposed my nipples.

Then I put on a pair of white tights, only to realize that they were "slit" tights. Originally
, wearing tights and a revealing t-shirt was fine, but now that the tights are revealing and the
Raggedyann wig is quite short, I'm very likely to have a wardrobe malfunction, potentially exposing my "cup."
Oh well, I'll just skip the trouble of choosing other underwear and be careful when I sit.

Finally, I tied my hair up and put on a really exaggerated orange wig, completely transforming myself into a living
Raggedyann doll. Afterwards, I called Kathy to say hello and also told Check
that I really couldn't make it to the party, but I didn't tell her that I "stood in her place." After
a while , the Uber driver called my phone to say the car had arrived, so I set off for Tuen
Mun Gold Coast.

I arrived at the hotel around 7 pm. I roughly knew Bob and Kathy's original plan, so I went
to the Front Desk reception desk in the lobby to get the room key for the room my son Bob had booked
. Bob had given it to his girlfriend,
dressed as Raggidny Ann, when he booked the room earlier.

With the key, I knew the room was on the left-hand side of the lobby on the ground floor. Entering the room, I saw
a frosted glass side door leading directly to the hotel's indoor pool, where they had
a party and ate buffet. That's when I saw my good boy Raggedyan
Didy chatting with two of his friends at the poolside bar. I've met many of his friends before, but tonight I
didn't recognize any of them because they were all dressed up in such a quirky way. When Raggedyan Didy saw me standing
at the side door of the room, he gestured for me to come over. I saw him turn around and say something to the bartender,
and then I saw the bartender turn around and start doing something.

"It's so nice to see you, Honey," he said, and then bent down to kiss me.

I immediately panicked. I hadn't been kissed in years, and I was terrified of being exposed. If my son kissed me,
would he recognize me instead of his Kathy?

"You're wearing makeup, Honey," I replied, avoiding his kiss. "Tonight's a long night, we
can do whatever we want!"

My "day trip" plan tonight was actually quite haphazard; I hadn't thought it through properly. I figured I'd just take it one step at a time
, but now I felt caught off guard. I saw my boyfriend turn and walk towards the bar, then come back to me,
carrying two glasses. He handed me one and told me to drink it. I realized he must have already had more than one or
two drinks. I know my boyfriend knows how to drink, but I wasn't sure how much he could handle.

"Hey, Honey, this rustynail is your favorite. I'll ask the bartender to give
you a double."

My boyfriend clinked glasses with me. I took a small sip. Wow, that's strong! High alcohol content, it's like a potent liquor.
My mouth and tongue felt like they were on fire. I tried to keep that sip in my mouth as long as possible before finally swallowing
it. It felt like using Listerine mouthwash, since mouthwash contains alcohol. I never expected
Kathy to be able to drink like that. Drinking this cocktail called "Rustynail"
was truly unexpected. To avoid looking foolish, I had to pretend I could drink! Then I took a big sip. This time it was better, and
I drank it more smoothly because I already knew roughly what the drink tasted like. Actually, I didn't even know
what was mixed
in that luxury after I drank it . It was a bit sweet and had a licorice flavor, but I didn't think it tasted too bad, even though the alcohol content was a bit high. Then, in the next five minutes, I gritted my teeth and forced myself
to finish it.

"Okay," I said casually, then handed the empty glass back to Bob.

My son turned and walked into the bar, and soon he handed me another luxury.
His friends said Bob was being unfair, hogging the bar, and even joked that he had to take care of a "human doll" named
Raggedyann. My son, being a bit of a rascal, led me to the buffet
table. We found two seats, put down our wine glasses, and then went to get food together.

The buffet mainly offered fresh vegetable dips, chips, and salsa, as well as various
cold dishes , lettuce, tomatoes, cheese and butter bread, and many kinds of sandwiches, and Japanese soy sauce chicken wings. I
had eaten at buffets with Kathy before, and I knew she liked chicken wings and vegetables, especially broccoli.
So tonight, I piled my plate full of chicken wings and broccoli, then went back to the table to eat with Bob,
pretending to be Kathy's type.

We ate and chatted quietly, letting my son Bob initiate the conversation. He talked about everything
under the sun , while I mainly ate chicken wings, occasionally nodding in agreement with his opinions. Then I drank my
second Swiss Army wine. The alcohol made me feel relaxed and comfortable, but when the band
started playing, I felt a little dizzy and started to feel a bit tipsy. The music was also
too loud, and we couldn't chat anymore. I never expected these young people's parties to be so noisy.

While we were eating, many of Bob's friends came over to say hello, including his best
friend Vince, who was dressed as a pirate. I remember Kathy complaining after going to a Christmas party with Bob last year
that Vince had just returned from a trip to Rome, Italy, and instead of learning, he'd picked up on
the Roman practice of groping women's buttocks and sucking their juices. My impression of Vince was so-so. But now I
think this man really is something else; his eyes are so lewd, like he wants to strip me naked.

Bob's other friend, Earnest, dressed as an "elf" last Christmas,
and according to Kathy afterwards, he's just as lewd as Vince, and loves sucking women's juices. But
tonight, Earnest wore a long brown robe and dressed as a monk. Both of them brought
their girlfriends . Vince's girlfriend was quite voluptuous, dressed as an "overweight" Elvia, while
Earnest's girlfriend dressed as a nun to match her monk boyfriend.

The alcohol was making me dizzy and lightheaded. I even dropped my used plate into the trash can.

Then my son invited me to go dancing. I had taken some amateur dance classes a few years ago, but I
only know a little bit of Waltz and Foxtrot. I was afraid my "dance skills" weren't as good as Kathy's, so
I would easily get into trouble. But in my current state, I couldn't think of a way to push Bob away. I couldn't shake him off, so I could only
"hold on" as long as I could.

On the dance floor by the pool, Bob led me in a slow old-school waltz
, accompanied by a band playing a lively and fast-paced disco. We
danced in a circle, with little physical contact. I was really relieved. After that dance, Bob went to a bar and
came back with two more drinks. By now I'm "used to" drinking; in just over an hour, I'd already had my
third shot of strong liquor. Kathy seems to have a good capacity for it, which is why Bob kept pouring drinks for his
"fake" girlfriend. I don't know how many more drinks I can "drink" to get my good boy drunk.
According to Hong Kong driving laws, my blood alcohol level must be over the limit by now. But actually, it doesn't matter how much I think about it
, because I'm not Kathy. Kathy has a license plate, but I've never had one. I don't even know how to drive
.

As the band started playing another slow song, we put down our glasses on the table. Ah-zai took me,
his fake girlfriend Raggedyan, out dancing. I was really drunk by now. Ah-zai put his arm around
me, our bodies pressed tightly together, becoming one, swaying to the rhythm of the music. The atmosphere
was romantic , and I was completely intoxicated. At that moment, I felt more like his girlfriend than his mother.
Since Bob's father passed away, I hadn't experienced romance for over ten years. Now, those feelings had returned, and I
suddenly became a lovesick girl, embracing my first love and dancing slowly!

I could feel the buttons on Bob's Raggeddy Andy shirt rubbing against my
nipples. I knew I was "erect," my nipples were hard, but I
couldn't think of a way to "cover" them up. Instead, I involuntarily pressed myself closer to him, pressing my
chest against him.

When we finished dancing and returned to the table, my son's boss came over. To drown out
the music, he loudly said there was an urgent matter at the restaurant and that Bob needed to answer the phone. Bob told me ...
After saying sorry and that he would be back soon, he left me alone.

Just as I finished drinking a glass of rusenail and put down the empty glass, another full glass of rusenail
was placed in front of me. Could it be that Bob had returned so quickly? I immediately looked to see who
had given me the glass of rusenail. It turned out to be Vince, the pirate. I felt a little disappointed.

"I heard something happened at the factory," Vince said, as if he was about to fall. Suddenly,
he deliberately "accidentally" touched my breast with his hand. He then squeezed it, and
before he pulled his hand away, he gently "pinched" my nipple with his fingers. "Bob might
be a while away. If you don't want to just sit here waiting, you can come to my room. You'll be
much more , and we can chat."

I had no way to vent my frustrations now, being taken advantage of by Vince. I looked around and saw his girlfriend,
Evila, dancing with Earnest (the one dressed as a monk).

"Thank you, I think I'll just sit here and wait for my friend Bob." I unhappily
rejected his "kindness."

"Then whatever you like, Kathy." He looked at me with disappointment and then went over to
Earnest and "steal" back the dance with his girlfriend.

Since I was "idle" and bored at the time, I started sipping a little of
the drink . I finished my drink, but just as I put it down, another glass appeared before me,
this time not from Avenge but from Earnest.

"Bob said you can really drink, you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he told us a lot about you." Earnest
showed up uninvited, sitting down next to me.

"Bob knows we have a secret little circle, with my girlfriend and me, Vin..."
Ce and his girlfriend, George and his girlfriend Ginger, and Mark and his girlfriend (that is,
the one who's Loneranger and Annie Oakley tonight). We guys
sometimes do "group sex." I know Bob really wants to join, but he doesn't dare tell
you to join because he knows you'll object. But I think you should think about it for him.
Since it's tonight, why not just meet up and try "group sex" together? It's fun with a group of people;
you'll know how much fun it is once you've tried it. However, if you don't want to participate, that's fine, but don't tell Bob
I've told you about this, because we still have to work together at the company.

"I won't participate," I answered Earnest firmly and confidently, but my voice
sounded a little slurred and unclear, probably because I was already quite drunk.

Earnest walked away, and I realized I could only drink this one more glass. I needed to
pee, so after downing the glass Ah-mon gave me, I got up and went to the room Ah-bo rented for the night
. Because my pantyhose had a huge hole in it, I didn't need to take them off in the bathroom, saving
time and making things quick and easy. I pulled aside my t-back and easily and comfortably
urinated.

After washing my hands, I felt quite hot; maybe I'd drunk too much. Was my face okay? So I decided to
take a nap in the room while waiting for Bob. But I forgot to close the frosted glass door leading to the pool, and I didn't even realize it
was open . I took off my Raggedyann shirt and lay down on the bed, but I still felt
a little dizzy. Looking up, the ceiling of the room was spinning, so I stretched out my arms and legs and lay
on the bed like a starfish, because that would help me sleep more "steadily." Before long, I was unconscious and passed out drunk.

Earnest and Vince are currently staring intently at my exposed genitals,
and they're even itching to come into my room. My biggest mistake was being careless; I forgot
the side door was right there. Those two lecherous guys weren't about to miss such a good opportunity. They even saw me sprawled on the bed, seemingly oblivious to my surroundings,
drunk and practically unconscious. Just as they were about to slip through the side door, my
good boy Bob arrived.

"Hey guys, I bet your girlfriends are waiting for you. And your club has already moved
upstairs to George's room."

"Welcome up and join us, Bob?" Vince said.

"Let me think about it," my good boy Bob replied.

Bob watched his two "buddies" leave before going into the room. His
girlfriend Kathy was sprawled on the bed, spread-eagled, extremely seductive, her breasts and
genitals already fully exposed to his two friends. If Kathy willingly
exposed her naked body, Bob thought she might enjoy group sex. Bob
now knew he should wake Kathy, but seeing the situation,
he was already aroused and wanted to jump on the bed and "take her right there and then."

However, like mother, like son, Bob was as forgetful as me and forgot to close
the frosted glass door. He was very anxious, quickly getting to the bedside and pulling off his Raggeddy and
Y outfit. He wasn't wearing anything underneath, including his underwear.

While calling out "Kathy," he lifted my thigh and rubbed his large glans
up and down . I was already very wet there; with my own juices combined with the secretions from his glans,
it was easy for him to insert his large penis into my vagina. Bob had given up on waking Kathy up,
and he didn't care whether Kathy's makeup was on or not. Whether Kathy was conscious or not, Bob
just wanted to pounce on her, to penetrate Kathy's vagina, knowing that they always had friendly sex.

Bob bent down and kissed Kathy. Bob's kiss woke
me up, and my natural reaction was to "struggle." I opened my eyes and saw
Bob, his face covered in raggard yandere makeup, kissing me. At the same time, I realized he wasn't just kissing me; there
was something else moving around my thigh. Ah! Actually, it wasn't my thigh; it was right at the entrance of my vagina,
being "attacked" by the genitals of a man who could ejaculate sperm. This wasn't just any ordinary man's penis.
The genitals—my own son Bob's genitals! And now it's not just the glans
hovering at the entrance of my vagina; at this very moment, Bob pushed hard, and his entire penis was inserted into my vagina.
I felt my vagina being "bursted" by Bob's fucking, and his scrotum was "slapping"
against my buttocks. Oh my god, my son is fucking my vagina. Twenty years

ago, Bob came out of this vagina, and tonight, twenty years later, he's actually going back in. I know
he might even ejaculate and plant his seed in the same uterus that nurtured him for ten months! Ours isn't just a simple sexual encounter between a man and a
woman ; it's incest! It's incest between a biological mother and son!

When Bob was three years old, his father died in a plane crash, but he left behind a large sum of insurance money.
After that, my two sons and I were financially secure. I also focused on raising Bob. I remained celibate and never
dated a man again. I enjoyed my simple single life. When I had sexual needs, I would masturbate. Of course, I didn't use
contraception, so my uterus is completely unprotected now. I also know that the egg in my uterus is most
likely to be fertilized these days because my period just ended about two weeks ago!

All of this flashed through my mind. I was thinking about whether I should reveal my true identity to him.
Bob, who was on top of me, thought he was penetrating Kathy. But I thought that even if I pushed Bob away immediately,
it would be too late. His penis was already inside my vagina. The relationship between my son and me would
be completely changed. Right now, my little hole was being penetrated by my own son's long, hard, and thick penis.
There was no denying that I was now willing to let Bob penetrate my little hole. I didn't want him to stop because I felt that my
own son had rekindled my desire and made me rediscover the pleasure of sex. That kind of sexual pleasure spread throughout my body, and
every great! It was so great!

Kathy's little hole, I always thought that they would have sex together.

Bob is now bending down and kissing Kathy. Bob's kiss woke
me up, and my natural reaction was to struggle. I opened my eyes and saw
Bob, with his face covered in raggled yandere makeup, kissing me. At the same time, I realized he wasn't just kissing me;
there was something moving around my thigh. Ah! Actually, it wasn't my thigh; it was right at the entrance of my vagina,
being "attacked" by a male's genitals that could ejaculate. This wasn't just any ordinary man's
genitals ; it was my own son Bob's genitals! And now it wasn't just the head of his penis
hovering at the entrance of my vagina; at that very moment, Bob pushed hard, and his entire penis was inserted into my vagina.
I felt my vagina being "bursted" by Bob's thrusting, and his scrotum was slapping
against my buttocks. Oh my god, my son is still inside my vagina.

Twenty years ago, Bob walked out of this vagina, and tonight, twenty years later, he's actually walking back in. I know that
he might even ejaculate and plant his seed in the same uterus that nurtured him for ten months! Ours isn't just a simple sexual encounter between a
man and ; it's incest! It's incest between a biological mother and son!

When Bob was three years old, his father died in a plane crash, but he left behind a large sum of insurance money.
After that, my two sons and I were financially secure. I also focused on raising Bob. I remained celibate and never
dated a man again. I enjoyed my simple single life. When I had sexual needs, I would masturbate. Of course, I didn't use
contraception, so my uterus is completely unprotected now. I also know that the egg in my uterus is most
likely to be fertilized these days because my period just ended about two weeks ago!

All of this flashed through my mind. I was thinking about whether I should reveal my true identity to him.
Bob, who was on top of me, thought he was penetrating Kathy. But I thought that even if I pushed Bob away immediately,
it would be too late. His penis was already inside my vagina. The relationship between my son and me would
be completely changed. Right now, my little hole was being penetrated by my own son's long, hard, and thick penis.
There was no denying that I was now willingly letting Bob penetrate my little hole. I didn't want him to stop because I felt
that my own son had rekindled my desire and made me rediscover the pleasure of sex. That kind of sexual pleasure spread throughout my body, and every nerve cell in my body felt
so good! It was so good!

Honestly

, I can hardly remember how pleasurable sex is between men and women, so right now I'm enjoying every single second of
sex . My inner voice tells me I can't
commit incest with Bob. I know I've always been a virtuous woman, not a slut. My reason tells me to push him away, but my legs unconsciously reach
for his thighs, and I wrap my arms around him tightly. I even kiss him passionately.

Later I found out what my good boy Bob cares about most during sex. What he wants most is to make
his partner orgasm, once, twice, even four times. He feels it's a man's
duty and obligation.

Bob knows Kathy has been going to the gym a lot lately, and he can't understand why Kathy has taken
some "secret" to her sex life and learned some special methods to train her vaginal muscles to tighten it, because Bob
feels that Kathy's vagina is much tighter than before, and it feels really good around his penis. Bob isn't saying that Kathy
's vagina is loose; Kathy hasn't had a child yet, so the looseness is extremely limited. After they became boyfriend and girlfriend,
they had sex two or three times a week, so Bob knew very well how narrow and
tight Kathy's vagina was. It was at that moment that I screamed loudly from below, and Bob knew without thinking that Kathy
was having an orgasm, because those happy screams were the obvious "signals" of Kathy's orgasm.

After the fourth scream, Bob felt he had made his girlfriend very happy, and he had really done right by
her. Now she could enjoy her own orgasm, so he started thrusting wildly, followed by ejaculation. My good boy
's sperm was released from his scrotum. After seven consecutive "giant wave" ejaculations, plus countless small
amounts of semen, during Bob's ejaculation, I felt my own son's "hot"
semen "spraying" onto my cervix. The psychological shock of incest between mother and son caused me to have another orgasm. Besides
psychological factors, the fifth orgasm also stemmed from my physiological state. It was
produced by me using my vaginal muscles to suck on Bob's penis. My vaginal muscles kept contracting, creating a "sucking" effect.
It was as if he wouldn't stop until he'd sucked all the semen from his scrotum. I really didn't know my genitals would have such a strong
physiological reaction. Maybe it's because my vagina had never "tasted" real male semen in over ten years. Now
it's like a parched land receiving rain.

"Oh, honey, it's been so long since I've felt this good, this satisfying." Bob said
as rolled off the bed and stood up.

"I'm going to shower, are you coming with me? Shake off the mask too? It's sticking to my face!"

"No need," I replied, "It's a hassle to wash it off and then stick the mask back on, especially since the masquerade
ball isn't over yet!"

I lay down again, feeling a bit tired. I thought about resting for a while before figuring out how to shower. If she found out I wasn't Kathy
but her mother, I didn't know how to face her. Would Bob accept incest between mother and son? What if he didn't
accept it? What if he did? Even if I could fool her tonight, she
would definitely be exposed the next day when she saw Kathy and started talking to her. Thinking about it, before long, I heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom and unknowingly fell asleep again
.

Suddenly, I felt the bed move. I woke up and opened my eyes to see Earnest the monk and
Vince the pirate "coaxing" me from above.

"I know you two really want to join in!" Earnest sat on the edge of the bed, directly above
my left. I realized he wasn't wearing a monk's robe; at least, I could see he was shirtless. When I
tried to "protest" his intrusion into our room, he suddenly shoved his penis into my mouth, almost kissing
me.

"Open the door and do this in public, everyone will see!" It was Vince's voice. "You and Bob
are so shameless."

Apparently, when my son and I were making love in bed earlier, they quietly came in and stood by
to watch . We two were so engrossed in our sex that we didn't notice anyone in the room.

Now, suddenly, a penis entered my vagina. My vagina was very wet because
my son Bob had ejaculated inside me not long ago, and with my own vaginal fluid, the penis
could easily enter my vagina. The male and female sexual organs completed a "seamless" union. But I
felt like I wasn't having sex, but being raped. However, my body surprisingly responded very cooperatively to the two
men who were "sexually assaulting" me. Not long after, when Earnest was giving me oral sex,
I didn't care at all and was happy to swallow his semen! Then, my genitals began to "receive" Vince's
semen . When Earnest walked away from the head of my bed, I tried to sit up to "protest"
Vince's "internal ejaculation" on me. I saw two women, dressed as a nun (Earnest's girlfriend) and Elv
Ira, completely naked in the room. They leisurely walked into the bathroom and showered with my son Bob
.

Just then, a completely naked young woman walked in, followed by a
man named Ge Orge, who was "Tarzan" tonight. He went straight to the bed, and when Avince, the
pirate, finished "forcibly" ejaculating inside me and got up to let me go, "Tarzan" took over, replacing
the pirate penetrating my vagina. I looked down at "Tarzan" and saw that his penis was quite large.
I estimated it to be 10 inches long and 3 inches thick. Without hesitation, he thrust his "giant penis" straight into my vagina, the
glans hitting my cervix and very close to my uterus. Every time he penetrated, it was like knocking
on the door of my cervix.

I stared longingly at the bathroom, hoping my "boyfriend" would come
to my rescue. But when I saw Bob appear, he was still dripping wet, and El
Vira, completely naked, was dragging her boyfriend out with her. When Bob reached the bed, he told El
Vira to get on and lie down next to his "girlfriend," me.

"Sorry, honey," my son Bob said.

"My friends have been urging me to join their 'group sex' club, but I didn't know how to
talk to you about it. However, I'm thinking that since you like sex so much and you always use contraception, why don't we try 'group sex' tonight
? You shouldn't mind. If you really don't want to play, you can just say no."

I should say no.

But, at that time, I couldn't say anything except those three English words, "oh my god." I
felt George's thing getting really "swollen," and then he ejaculated inside my vagina.
His penis was like a "fire hose," spraying his semen out under "high pressure," shooting it through my cervix and
into my uterus, making me feel incredibly good.

The next two hours were a real "group sex" party. My vagina
was penetrated by this "group" of perverts. I was gang-raped by these people, and I gave each man oral sex at least twice and
had my vagina penetrated by them at least three times. Then George announced that it was time to start the "initiation"
ceremony . My son Bob asked him what it meant. Around that time, 20 of his male
colleagues walked into the room completely naked, each holding a numbered card.

They excitedly took turns penetrating me according to the numbers on their cards, but I knew they all
thought they were having sex with Bob's girlfriend, Kathy. One after another, these young men ejaculated their
vigorous sperm into my body. I told myself that if I missed my period next time and got pregnant, I really
didn't know who would be the father. I didn't know how to explain to Bob, to his mother, why I suddenly
got pregnant again.

"Thank you all so much!" After the so-called "membership launch" ceremony ended, George
invited me to speak, so I said to them, "Sorry! I won't be joining your 'group
sex' group. To be honest, you're all really nice, and I enjoyed being penetrated by you all, it was
really good. But there's only one person here who is my 'love,' and that's my 'bob.' From this
moment on, my pussy is for him alone. I've handed over the exclusive 'commission' of my vagina to my 'bob
,' and my pussy is now 'privatized,' 'closed off' to any man other than my 'bob.'"

There were boos, cheers, and claps in the room, but since most people had already "freely" joined...
Fei had sex with a girl named Bob, Kathy, and they left the room one by one. After they left,
Bob and I had sex again. Then she fell asleep. Bob was so tired, she would definitely
sleep until dawn. So I went into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and used cotton balls and face wash to wipe off my
mask. I thought that after a while, my penis would feel relaxed, and I didn't want to think about anything, because no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think about it.

Then I went into the shower to take a shower and thoroughly clean my face. After washing my upper body, I washed my lower body. I aimed the
showerhead at my vulva and sprayed it, trying my best to wash my genitals clean, although I knew that this was
completely ineffective in preventing the egg in my uterus from being fertilized. Just as I bent down, focused on cleaning, the shower door
opened , and my son Bob stood behind me.

"Khmy," Bob called to me, "I love you so much. What you said earlier made me so proud."
Then, Bob put his hands on my waist, and I knew what he wanted. I bent forward, and he
inserted . I ended up having another orgasm, and then Bob
ejaculated inside me again.

"I'm so happy!" I said, "because every word I said was from the heart, my sweetheart!" I stood
up and turned around, and our eyes met. "Mommy?" he stammered. "Why you
...?"

"Your Kathy suddenly got sick and couldn't go to the party with you. She also said she couldn't call
you to let you know she couldn't go. I didn't want to spoil your celebration, and since it was a masquerade ball, plus Raggedaya
NN is at our house, I knew you guys had put in a lot of effort, so I dressed up as Kathy to accompany you to
the party. Actually, when I got to the hotel, I planned to slip away at the right moment and take a
taxi home , but unfortunately I never had a chance to get rid of you. I never thought about incest with you, having sex with you as a mother and son
, but I'm so happy that you're the first man I've had sex with tonight. You know I..." "Behave yourself.
I haven't slept with any other man besides your deadbeat dad. Tonight, I really will. But from today onwards, I
really want you to be my only sex partner. Also, I hope that if we have a baby tonight, you can be his
dad... or even his brother."

After I finished speaking, I bent down and kissed Bob. He gave me a blowjob, and I swallowed
every drop of his semen. Then, I dragged Bob out of the bathroom and back to the room. This time, we
remembered to lock the frosted glass side door and pull down the curtains before going to bed. The two of us were naked and embracing, two
fleshy worms sleeping together under the covers.

After that night, Bob distanced himself from Kathy and they eventually broke up. In public, we, mother and son, acted like a
loving mother and son, and once we closed the door, we started living like a married couple.

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