【Northeast Traditional Kang (Heated Brick Bed)】(Revised Version) (04) Author: 998

Author: 998
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PS for logic enthusiasts: Regarding the comments that the stockings don't fit the era and background of this work:

First, the era. Some say stockings originated in the United States in 1938, while others say they were invented
in Britain . During the Nationalist government period, women wore stockings with cheongsams. Note that by 1949, stockings
were already considered fashionable in Shanghai's "high society." Of course, at that time, only long nylon stockings were available.

Then, the background. The original work doesn't specify the background of the story, only that it's set in a rural area of Northeast China in the early years.
My logical thinking is that rural areas before the millennium, especially the mountain valleys of Northeast China, were very poor, and even
for a period after the millennium, many were still impoverished. Therefore, it's possible that the story takes place in 2000 or even later,
which is logical.

The question is, did rural areas not have stockings in 2000? Or even 10 years earlier, in 1990?

Personally, I think they didn't, but I guess nobody knew about them or bought them. I wonder if anyone else
has had a similar experience. Back then, watching Hong Kong movies, I thought black stockings were just legs tanned from sun exposure… I was even confused about why my legs were
so dark, with such a stark difference in color between my upper and lower body, and I foolishly asked my mom about it. As for flesh-colored stockings, I was completely baffled,
wondering to myself, "Why do those legs look so strange?"

Later, I first understood stockings through my sister. When I was in elementary school, she wore them very provocatively,
and I curiously rummaged through her drawer, seeing what pantyhose looked like for the first time—that was over ten years ago.

Over ten years ago, in the early 2000s, my area was still a relatively unknown county, surrounded by backward villages. If
fashionable girls there wore stockings, you can imagine how
popular they were among young and beautiful girls in first, second, and third-tier cities.

So, I pictured my aunt as vain, materialistic, and beautiful. Isn't that the standard for a
provocative woman?

My aunt was avant-garde and beautiful; beautiful women are often somewhat narcissistic and pay more attention to their image,
so it wasn't unreasonable for her to wear stockings back then. Back
then, if a chubby, unattractive woman wore them, it would seem odd . Nowadays, it might just be considered ugly or
disgusting. But if an elegant, slender, mature woman wore them in those days, it would only elicit envy from men and admiration from women; no one would find it incongruous.

So, following logic, I wrote it like this: the protagonist liked the
stockings his aunt wore, but couldn't find any in town with his mother—this was for the sake of thoroughness. Ultimately, the stockings
were a gift from who bought them in the city—in the city, no, the city.

Considering the protagonist lived in a remote mountain village, I added that for a long time afterward
, he used the stockings as a flirtatious accessory, and his mother didn't wear them regularly. After
all

, stockings only became popular in recent years when even village women wore them; wearing them in the countryside in the past required considerable courage. This is the research and consideration I did before adding the stockings plot; I'm sharing it with all my
friends who value logic.

At least I feel there's nothing wrong with it...

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After returning home with Zhu Ziye that day, I was confined to the house by my mother. I wasn't allowed to go out to play until I finished my homework.
Of course , my mother also refused to let me have sex. Faced with my serious and earnest mother, I could only obediently do my homework.

My older sisters were also ordered not to disturb me while I was doing my homework, so for several days of boring life, I could only look for
every opportunity to get my mother to give me oral sex. In return, I also tasted my mother's vagina. I could always easily make
my mother climax by licking her. It wasn't that I was good at oral sex, but that I was unique and special to my mother.
I always had a magical power over her, making her climax very easily.

This is also why my mother couldn't remember how many times she climaxed the day we had sex.

So, on the last day of summer vacation, my older sister set off to stay at my uncle's house to prepare for high school, while my second sister also
moved up to junior high school, and I was going to be in sixth grade.

Having finished my homework, I was finally free. A few days earlier, I had arranged to play with Zhu Zi, so I left
home at eight in the morning.

Zhu Zi is my best friend, but he's the complete opposite of me—quite slow-witted, two years older than me, and still in fourth
grade . Despite this, we get along very well.

A group of us kids excitedly ran to the stream by the village and started a water fight, having a great time. But
then in the heat of the moment, Zhu Zi got a little rough and pushed one of his friends underwater, making him choke and cry
. "Waaah!" the kid cried, cursing, "I'll fuck your mother!" he yelled at Zhu Zi.

"I'll fuck your mother!" Zhu Zi retorted.

The two brats cursed each other more and more fiercely. Standing to the side, listening to the profanities coming from their mouths, I
felt a surge of excitement. I thought of my mother. These kids, though they cursed fiercely, certainly hadn't actually fucked each other's mothers,
but I had actually fucked my own mother.

Although my mother gave me oral sex every day and played 69 with me, engaging in all sorts of sexual acts,
after , I felt that fucking her was the most pleasurable experience. Nothing could compare to the comfort and pleasure of fucking her.

I thought, "Mom should have recovered by now." So I ignored them, said "I'm leaving now,
" and turned to run home. On the way, I kept thinking about my mother's beautiful, plump body, and my penis remained
hard and erect, completely out of control.

Finally, I ran into the house. My mother, wearing a black dress, was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) sewing clothes. Her long, white
legs were crossed to the side, and the contrast between black and white excited me even more.

My mother, elegant and sexy, looked a little surprised when she saw me return. "Why are you back so soon?"

I didn't say anything, hurriedly kicked off my shoes, climbed onto the kang, and then hugged
my mother's waist tightly from behind.

"Doggy, what's wrong?" Mother put down her needlework, puzzled, and reached out to touch my head. She felt me
nuzzling my neck, and she smiled and leaned in to whisper in my ear.

I whispered breathlessly in her ear, "Mom, I want to fuck you!" I

could see her ears were flushed red from behind; clearly, my blunt words had touched a nerve.
She didn't speak, but after a while, she turned her pretty face towards me, a blush spreading across her fair skin. She
bit her lip, "You little rascal, how about I suck it out for you?" she said, giving me a seductive glare.

"Mom… I want to fuck you!" I pleaded, my mind racing with lust.

"No! It's broad daylight... Besides, it's only been three or four days, I'm not fully recovered yet," Mom
patted me, coaxing, "Go to the toilet, Mom will help you suck it out. Your second sister might not be back for a while...
It's not won't help you." Mom lowered her eyelids shyly.

"Mom!" I continued to pester her, mother and son are connected, I could see that Mom's refusal wasn't firm.

"I told you it's no, why are you so stubborn?" Mom wavered, her expression becoming hesitant.

"I want it, I want it!" I hugged Mom's soft body even tighter, the desire of a young man, once ignited, is
the hardest to suppress, it only burns brighter.

Mom let me hug her, no longer speaking, after a few breaths, I heard Mom's low voice, "Is the outside door locked
?"

I nodded, and Mom gently pushed me away.

"You little rascal, don't be so reckless this time. You're only allowed to do it once... I'm afraid your second sister will see us, understand
?" My mother's voice was still low and soft. I nodded vigorously, like pounding garlic. Then I felt my mother exhale a
heavy, rich fragrance, smelling like musk and orchids. My mother's breathing became unnatural.

One of my mother's hands reached between my legs, her ambiguous breath brushing against my face. Through the thick cotton pants, my mother's
hand gently massaged my penis.

"I'll give in to you today. I love you so much, so you must listen to me from now on." My mother said, massaging my already hard penis in
my pants , her tone full of maternal indulgence. After massaging for a while, my mother stopped
. "Take off your pants and let me see," my mother said passionately in my ear.

I pulled my shorts down to my knees, revealing a small, immature penis, but its size was astonishing, like a thick, long
jade pillar standing proudly erect. The sparse, newly grown pubic hair was glossy black, revealing its vigorous
vitality.

My mother, sitting beside me, stared intently, her eyes filled with lust as she bit her lip, breathing softly.
"You naughty boy, you've grown such a big scourge… Last time you drove me crazy."

Before she finished speaking, she grasped my penis. Her fingers were long and slender, yet she couldn't encircle it with one hand, demonstrating its
impressive thickness. She skillfully and gently stroked it. I lay half-reclined on the bed, expressionless, watching my mother sit
there stroking my penis. This didn't satisfy me at all; in matters of sex, I was truly
animalistic .

My mother knew my body well and didn't intend to satisfy me with her hands. She simply stroked my foreskin a few times, then gave me
a coquettish sidelong glance, bent down, opened her crimson lips, and tried her best to swallow the head of my penis. My mother could now swallow
half of my penis, although sometimes she would gag when it touched her uvula.

My mother worked hard, moving her head up and down, servicing my penis with great effort, while looking up at me with obedient and flattering eyes .
The shimmering, seductive look in her eyes perfectly made up for her slightly inferior oral skills, making me squint my eyes with pleasure as I looked at my mother and
enjoyed the thrill of conquering her.

My mother had put a lot of effort into developing this technique.
After all, if she didn't improve slowly and didn't study hard when facing a bed opponent like me, she was afraid that every time she was fucked, she would be fucked until she lost consciousness or even fainted.

"Pfft... pfft... hiss... um... pfft... sizzle..." Although my mother's oral skills
were improving rapidly, she was still in the exploratory stage. For a moment, she used all her skills while observing my reaction. This kind of
effort is why Mom's oral skills improved so quickly.

After sucking on my penis for over ten minutes, her jaw finally gave way to soreness, and she spat out the glans, which
had been tightly sealed releasing a string of sticky saliva and pre-ejaculate. Mom blushed, tore off the sticky string,
wiped the saliva from her mouth, and stood up.

She grabbed a neatly folded blanket to use as a cushion, then lay back on the bamboo mat.

As the sun rose higher, the room grew warmer. Mom wiped the sweat from her brow, lifted her long black skirt, and,
half-lying down, pulled down her briefs, quickly crumpling them into a ball and tossing them aside. Yet, I still saw
the dampness on them.

I didn't understand why Mom, who was so intimate with me, was shy about such trivial things.
Little did I know that men and women think differently; the former is rational, the latter incomprehensible.

Lying there, my mother lifted her skirt herself, propping herself up with a pillow, making her slightly swollen
vulva even more prominent. Glistening dewdrops glistened between her labia, the scent of aroused desire.

"I won't take off my clothes," she said, "I need to be careful of your second sister." Then, in front of me, she spread her long, white legs
apart and raised them to either side of her head, making her vulva even more prominent. The visual impact made my blood boil, and I almost had a nosebleed.

Just like that, my mother's most mysterious part was completely exposed to me, a teenager. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Between those two long, snow-white thighs, the thick, dark, curly pubic hair formed an inverted triangle above her

swollen vulva , then continued down her thick, light-skinned labia majora, meeting at the base of her buttocks, where her brown anus was. Looking closely, I saw two large labia majora enclosing red buds—these were the labia minora, glistening with tiny specks of moisture, peeking out from the groove formed by the large labia majora, wriggling restlessly. A seductive, pungent scent wafted from her vulva. My mother trembled, closing her eyes, her face flushed, slightly tipsy like a drunken concubine. "What are you staring at? Hurry up... Hey... Dog, what are you doing! Where... Where's dirty!" My mother had just cried out in embarrassment from my gaze when I snapped back to reality and buried my head between her legs, licking her vulva. "You child, aren't you disgusting... You're not going to fuck me... Oh... Don't lick my clitoris... Hiss... It's too... too stimulating! Mother... Ugh... Mother can't take it, oh oh—" My mother couldn't believe I was licking her vulva, screaming uncontrollably. It was her first time being licked, and this intense sexual stimulation alone far surpassed anything her ex-husband had ever done. I excitedly licked my mother beneath her, like a little wolfhound. Her vagina was beautiful, which was why I was willing to eat it. The moment my tongue touched her, she trembled as if electrocuted, her soft, whimpering cries escaping through her nose like a seductive, intoxicating melody. I had thoroughly studied my mother's genitals over the past few days, so this once most mysterious and sacred place quickly overflowed under my lustful tongue. The clitoris and urethra were my primary targets, while I used my tongue to occasionally flip the labia majora, scrape the labia minora, and even probe the vaginal mucosa with my tongue, occasionally inserting two or three fingers into the gushing fluids, making lewd, squelching sounds.

With my tireless stimulation, Mother's veins bulged with pleasure, her tongue slurred, and her whole body trembled with extreme excitement.
We had both completely forgotten about our business.

Mother's ecstatic moans made one hold their breath in worry. Although there were few men in the village,
and most were elderly, weak, or disabled, it wouldn't be good for her reputation if someone overheard. However, even if
that happened, no one would suspect an eleven-year-old child.

After a while, Mother lay half-reclined, breathing heavily like a bellows, her body covered in a fine sweat. Her beautiful
eyes were tightly closed on her flushed face, her eyelashes trembling, her pearly teeth biting her moist red lips so hard they almost drew blood.
Clearly, Mother had regained some of her senses from the shock of the oral sex attack and was afraid of being discovered.

My nose was inches from Mother's vulva, and I enjoyed it, inhaling
the strong scent emanating from her vulva—a pungent, aphrodisiac scent that fueled my relentless licking. As I smelled it,
I couldn't help but rub my nose against my mother's honeyed slit, inhaling some of her juices like powder, then even more excitedly
slurping and swallowing her love juices.

Soon I noticed that my mother's vagina seemed to swell even more, her labia majora and minora throbbing restlessly, like a lustful,
man-eating flower eagerly blooming.

"No~ Oh... It's coming out... Ah—It's going to come out... Eee~ Oh...!" My mother's
eyes were wide open as she climaxed, her teeth clenched as she let out a suppressed, low but intense hiss from her throat. At the same time, large gushes
of hot, lustful fluid gushed out, giving me a free wash, soaking most of my hair.

"Wow... Mother, your vaginal fluid is like a fountain, so amazing! My God..." My mother's climax was a
spectacular sight, opening my eyes wide, leaving me speechless with shock. But soon I smelled a strong odor of urine. I couldn't help but
frown , but I didn't think much of it, assuming it was just the fishy smell coming from my mother's vagina. I didn't know that the fluid my mother sprayed actually
contained urine; otherwise, it would have been utterly disgusting.

"Hmm... huff... huff..." My mother's snow-white belly rose and fell as she breathed heavily, her eyes closed
to avoid my gaze, letting her body immerse itself in the afterglow of her orgasm. My mother's eyelashes trembled nervously. She
hadn't expected to spray so much, so dramatically, which made her feel extremely ashamed and embarrassed.

She thought to herself that before, it was incredibly difficult for her to even have an orgasm, but now, in her son's hands, she not only came with such ecstasy, but
it seemed she had even sprayed some... My mother didn't dare to think about it further, letting her mind wander away with the afterglow of her orgasm.

Suddenly, my mother realized that I was on top of her, moving my hips haphazardly as if I wanted to fuck her, but I was too frantic to find
a place . Then Mom chuckled, and with one soft hand, she reached down and grabbed my penis, pressing the glans
against her clitoris above her vulva.

"You little beast... now you want to mess with your mother? Where were you before? Who told you to lick your mother, huh? Aren't you disgusted?"
Mom suddenly got playful, controlling the glans to stimulate her clitoris while teasing me. The resulting
electric current briefly paused, and then she moaned softly, "Hmph... you're going to be so impatient... um... hiss..."

I pouted, rubbing the tip of my penis against that little spot, pushing Mom's top up to her breasts with both hands,
chewing on her engorged nipples as if in revenge, and then biting hard.

"Ah! You dog... don't bite Mom's nipples!" Mom's body trembled.

I continued to bite enthusiastically, gently grinding the textured, rose-colored nipples with my teeth, and Mom's seductive
moans gradually rose in pitch.

"Ah... um... oh... hiss—" Mother unconsciously twisted her head, her long, loose hair
cascading down, half-covering her flushed face, making her feminine charm even more intense.

I felt my testicles getting wet from Mother, and cried out, "Mother, hurry up and do it to me, or I'll bite you again!" As I said this, I
bit her hard again.

"Hiss... you little beast, good, good..." Mother murmured softly with her eyes closed. She suddenly opened her eyes,
her lips tightly clenched, "Hoo... Mother won't tease you anymore, let the dog do it, the dog must be gentle with Mother."

Hearing this, I nodded, hurriedly thrusting twice but still couldn't penetrate.

I gave her a puzzled look, and Mother pushed me away and got off the bed, saying, "You're too long, I can't take it lying down...
this time, let's start from behind." Then Mother turned around in front of me, her hands on the edge of the bed, her upper body leaning down,
raising her white, plump buttocks backward.

In a daze, it was the first time I'd ever realized you could do it from behind. My mother's raised buttocks revealed two
deep snowy buttocks tightly pressed together, obscuring everything. My mother seemed to read my mind, lasciviously parting her buttocks
and swaying her plump hips. In that instant, I was incredibly excited. However, when I eagerly grabbed her round buttocks and tried to thrust inside,
my height was too much. Even on tiptoe, I was still too short to reach her vagina.

"Mom, I'll get a stool!" I said, going to another room to fetch a short stool and placing it behind my mother
.

My mother glanced back at me with a seductive look, then chuckled, finding it somewhat comical. My hard
penis was finally positioned between my mother's thighs. She parted her buttocks again, and I thrust forward, my penis passing through a considerable crease in her buttocks
. At the head of my penis, I finally felt the thick pubic hair. Further in, my mother helped me position myself, and I finally
touched the wet, slippery flesh of her vagina.

I took one last deep breath, and the grand finale began!

As my glans parted her thick, soft labia and precisely touched the folds of flesh at the entrance of her vulva, I thrust
my movement, and my mother, her buttocks trembling slightly, was instantly penetrated by my thick, long penis!

"Ah!" My mother, lying prone, cried out involuntarily, her arms instantly giving way, and her upper body collapsed onto the bed.
Fortunately, my mother's buttocks were quite large, which acted as a buffer, preventing me from fully penetrating. I could only
slightly touch her clitoris, unable to let my glans sink into that incredibly resilient flesh. Otherwise, I reckon it would have
been the same embarrassing situation as last time, where my mother climaxed as soon as I penetrated her cervix.

This was my second time visiting my mother's womb, and compared to last time, I had some experience. This time, my mother didn't need to test me; as soon as
my penis entered, I couldn't wait to start fucking her.

My hips slammed powerfully against my mother's plump buttocks with each thrust,
creating waves of intense throbbing.

As I thrust into her, my mother moaned repeatedly, her snow-white skin visibly
flushed She squinted her alluring eyes, secretly praising herself for her wise choice to let her son enter her from behind. The pleasure wasn't
as intense as last time, which quickly overwhelmed her. The gradually increasing pleasure was something she could savor, experiencing the gentle, lingering
ecstasy of sexual ecstasy.

Mother gradually grasped my rhythm, actively thrusting her hips to meet my thrusts, moaning
seductively . I secretly reveled in the fresh and exciting sensation of this combination of strength and gentleness in lovemaking.

I gripped her soft, boneless waist with both hands, relentlessly pounding her from behind, almost sucking my balls
in. My glans repeatedly rubbed against the wet, slippery walls inside, feeling the layers of seemingly
endless passages. My little one felt like he was flying to heaven…

“Ah~ um… oh~ hiss… mmm… uh… um… doggy… doggy is fucking me so well
… oh… all the way in… doggy is so amazing… oh… I’m so happy—” Mother’s
two round , resulting in her upper body pressing down entirely on the bed, her
large breasts flattened, and I could see from behind that her ample flesh overflowed exaggeratedly from her sides.

After a few dozen thrusts, "Oh..." Suddenly, Mother let out a pitiful groan, her delicate body completely limp. Then
, her sweat-drenched belly slid off the mat like a dead fish sliding onto a chopping board.

However, because my penis held her in place, she couldn't go limp. It was just a pain for me... Her plump buttocks, now at a
lower caused Mother and I to lose our perfect angle of intercourse. Her vagina also pulled my penis
down, concentrating all her weight on one point, almost pulling it out completely.

Mother came again, waves of sexual spasms rising within her. Sticky, hot vaginal fluid overflowed from our point of contact, hanging down in sticky threads under the influence
of gravity , eventually dripping to the ground. However, because my movements stopped, the amount wasn't much.

Generally, a woman's vaginal fluid is transparent, but Mother's orgasm from being fucked by me was so intense that what came out was
the purest, most viscous, white vaginal fluid.

My mother was lost in pleasure, and I, annoyed by the interruption, started slapping her bottom without thinking, yelling
at her to perk up. In my excitement, I didn't know my own strength and hit too hard.
After a loud, crisp "slap," several red handprints appeared on her bottom, quickly becoming engorged with blood.

My mother whimpered in pain as I slapped her, her unfocused eyes regaining their light. She turned and looked at me with
a strange expression. Just as I sensed something was wrong and started to complain about my mother's incompetence, she surprisingly
acted like a little girl, stammering pitifully, "It's not my fault... I can't help it... When the dog messes with me, I... I get so
easily aroused..."

Then, as I had commanded, she bit her lip hard, gathering her strength, and then her rounded knees
strained to straighten, her plump, rounded legs trembling as she forced them to straighten, ultimately raising her plump, honeyed buttocks even higher.

The most unbelievable detail was that Mother actually turned back to look at my expression with a charmingly innocent look, blinking her
misty peach blossom eyes to observe my reaction, perfectly adjusting her honeypot to the most suitable angle for insertion.

"Hoo... baby, is this height okay?" Mother's voice trembled. As she spoke, her
large buttocks, still swallowing half of my penis, were slightly spasming from the afterglow of her orgasm, giving me a strong visual stimulation.

Mother's performance was so adorable that I nodded blankly, forgetting to move for a moment.

The first time with Mother, she made me cry and faint twice, so I had never seen her so
submissive , let alone so servile and lewdly trying to please me.
If I observed Mother's behavior, eyes, and physical reactions carefully... I loved her so much that I almost wanted to swallow her whole.

"What are you standing there for... um... move a little, I just stopped and couldn't finish... Mother... Mother is uncomfortable."

"Then Mother can't finish before I ejaculate, or I won't fuck you." I said stupidly.

Mother rolled her eyes speechlessly. "Really... how can Mother control that... never mind, Mother will try her best."
Mother said.

I still didn't move, seeing Mother's anxiety made me less anxious.

"Hurry up and do it to Mother... Dog... you haven't ejaculated inside yet, have you?" Mother twisted her buttocks uneasily, her eyelashes trembling
slightly . She paused and said with a hint of shame, "Mother wants Dog's semen to ejaculate inside." Mother didn't need me to train her.
It can only be said that men who are good at sex are particularly good at controlling women.

Satisfied, I chuckled foolishly, but suddenly pulled out and was about to turn around. Mother's expression froze, and then she grabbed me with
quick , scolding me fiercely, "Hey, I said you brat... where are you going!?" Mother's
voice was a little sharp, and she lost her voice in anxiety.

"Mother... I just wanted to get a towel." I was frightened.

"What do you need a towel for!" Mother put her hands on her hips and questioned her in an annoyed manner.

"Mom's sweaty body is so slippery... I almost lost my balance just now."

Mom was still in a state of arousal and didn't react for a moment. Her slow-witted, cold beauty scolded, "
Why did you ask me for a towel! Is it fun to tease Mom? I already said such vulgar things to beg you!"

Before I could answer, Mom's stern face suddenly turned embarrassed. "Uh... then go get it, hurry up, Mom
is waiting." Mom chuckled awkwardly.

I quickly got the towel, wiped the sweat from my palms and Mom's waist, took a deep
breath to , and then pressed the head of my penis against Mom's vulva again, thrusting my hips hard, my penis "plop" directly into
the bottom of her overflowing vagina. Then without pausing, I quickly started fucking her.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft..."

"Mmm—ahh—oh...uh...dog...dog...dog...dog is so good, so amazing...
fucks mom so well..." Mom moaned incessantly with a heavy nasal tone, her voice so charming and seductive.

"Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap slap—!!" In the blink of an eye, I fucked her dozens of times. With my incredibly fast fucking
, each time I pulled out my cock, it stretched out large strands of thick, sticky, lustful fluid, and specks of it splashed onto the ground.
Mom's messy pubic hair also stuck to my crotch, and with the help of the sticky fluid, it became entangled with my hair,
so every time I lifted my hips, Mom's wet hair would tug at my pubic hair, and the pulling between them made me a little sore.

"Oh oh oh... oh oh... uh uh uh... um uh uh... Doggy! Oh... Mom can't stand anymore! Doggy...
uh uh—Mommy's going to cum again!!" I had only fucked her a hundred or so times when her moans grew louder and louder. Her pretty face was buried
in the bed, swaying uncontrollably from side to side
. The veins on her snow-white neck were bulging, and her legs were shaking violently. She was hysterically excited.

"Mommy, you promised me!" I shouted angrily, thinking to myself, 'Why is Mommy even worse than last time
?' At the same time, I thrust harder and harder.

"Doggy! Waaah... Mommy... Mommy's legs are really weak..." Mommy tried her best to straighten her legs with a sob, but
the thick penis that was going in and out of her vagina tightly pulled at her whole body and mind. Her attention was forced to focus entirely on the penis.
Inside her ravaged vulva, her brain was experiencing intense sexual stimulation, causing her lower body to become increasingly weak.

"I can't take it anymore... Ugh...!!" Mother's physical pleasure finally reached its limit.
Her eyes rolled back, her body flushed crimson, and waves of intense, aching pain pounded in her pelvis. Unable to endure any longer, her
breathing briefly stopped, her pupils contracted, and her lower abdomen suddenly clenched. The floodgates of her vaginal fluids were instantly
breached by a surging tide. The sphincter muscles of her vagina and anus spasmed violently, and her uterus contracted incessantly like a heartbeat. Hot vaginal fluids gushed from
her cervix , pouring onto my penis.

The heat caused my ejaculation to slow down, and I ejaculated with a "plop, plop."

At this moment, Mother, covered in slippery, fragrant sweat, convulsed violently like a fish out of water, as if electrocuted,
and slid down the bed. This time I was really unlucky. My mother's plump buttocks, drooping like Mount Tai, pressed down on me with such force that I had nowhere to escape.
They buried my lower body right in the ground. I stumbled and fell off the stool, landing on my buttocks in a dramatic,
flat-bottomed fall. Then, my mother pinned me down between her legs... It was like
a worker being buried in a landslide.

My blissful ejaculation turned to tragedy...

My mother's body, limp from orgasm, lay on top of me, her body reflexes taking over. Her upper body was pressed
against bed), her face and breasts smeared with dust and sweat, while her lower body was in an unseemly
position, lying face down on the ground, her supple waist almost bent at a ninety-degree angle in the corner of the kang.

Compared to my tall mother, I, thin and frail, became her cushion, lying on my back on the ground, my legs forced
into the kang hole. At this moment, my mother's vagina was still firmly holding my penis, and because of the 69-like position and the downward
force, my glans was deeply embedded in her cervix, just like during our first time having sex. The only difference
was that this time it was even deeper; my urethral opening had actually… dramatically pierced through the cervix!

I was still ejaculating, and a strange, muffled sound came from my mother's lower abdomen as the semen shot straight into the uterine wall without
resistance urethral opening!

If you were to look inside at this point, you would see that the entire cervix had been forcibly squeezed in by my glans,
and the urethral opening at the tip of the glans had invaded the inside of the uterus. The incredibly tight cervix was like dozens of buckles tightly gripping the glans, constantly
trying to expel the foreign object. The sensation this gave my lower body was contradictory—both painful and pleasurable.

But I couldn't care less about that in the short term, because my vision had blurred from the fall, and I couldn't breathe. The whole
process it actually happened in the blink of an eye.

In my panic, I made a "hoarse" sound, and only after several attempts did I regain my breathing. Then I felt
pain, as if my whole body was falling apart, especially my buttocks, which felt like they had been crushed into four pieces by my mother
. I didn't even know when my ejaculation stopped

. "Waaah," I cried in grievance.

At this moment, the sensation gradually became clearer. My glans was trapped deep inside my vagina, in a very resilient mass of flesh. This
feeling of being tightly gripped made me panic, so I struggled and cried even harder, "Waaah... Mother, it
hurts ... Get up, you're going to crush me to death!"

But all I got in response was the sight of her plump, fleshy buttocks, like a mountain of flesh. Those two soft, beautiful flesh
convulsed slightly unconsciously with my struggles—the afterglow of my mother's orgasm had clearly not faded. And the fleshy mass gripping me from below,
that is, my cervix, was contracting painfully with each pull of my body.

It seemed to be stuck...

I dared not struggle anymore. In this critical moment, I stopped crying and instinctively began to worry about my mother. So I reached
over my mother's head, bent her legs, and brought her beautiful feet—whose sandals I couldn't tell where they'd fallen—to my mouth. I stuck out
my tongue licked her ticklish feet. They were a little sore because she hadn't showered, but I still licked them while frowning.

I could only try to wake her up by calling her name; it was the best
method I could think of.

"Mmm... huff... huff..." My mother, who was so overwhelmed with pleasure, groaned unconsciously,
her breathing .

"Mother... are you alright?" I asked, sniffling with concern.

There was no response, so I repeated it a few more times. After about two or three minutes, my mother finally responded,
murmuring softly, "Mmm... Mother is alright..." Her nasal voice was incredibly sweet and sticky, like glutinous rice, so sweet and
charming.

"Where is Mother?" My mother asked, her lips trembling, which I found strange.

"Mother! Get up... are you out of your mind?" I pouted and acted spoiled towards my mother, now that I had someone to rely on.
Actually , Mom really went crazy from my fucking. After the climax, there was a brief period of blackout, and when I woke up, my mind
was still foggy my reactions were slow.

"Hehe... Doggy fucked Mom so good... Mom's been fucked senseless again, hasn't she?" Mom closed her eyes, grinning foolishly
, it was amazing that she could maintain such an awkward position and still look so languid and carefree. I have to admire Mom
's flexibility.

"Mom! Look where we are?! I'm almost crushed to death by you!" Mom, have I fucked you senseless...
?

"Mom knows, it's in the corner of the bed... Doggy... Ah... Mom really loves you to death! Ah... You've...
fucked Mom right to the core!" Mom was incredibly seductive when she spoke, propping herself up on the bed and bringing her legs in front of her
to sit up , not intending to get up, then reluctantly lifting her buttocks slightly to turn around and face me—clearly
she couldn't bear to part with the big treasure inside her.

"Let's continue..." Mom had already forgotten about Second Sister.

However, the sudden pain made me cry out softly, and my mother screamed even louder. "Mother?" I was
puzzled and began to feel uneasy.

"It's nothing...it's probably because it's too deep...Ah—!!" My mother frowned and turned her body, only
to scream again. After trying a few times, my mother also sensed something was wrong and chuckled, "Hehe...let's take it out first."
Her tone was as if she could pull it out.

"Ah...hiss..." Several attempts to pull it out ended with my mother's screams of pain. Moreover, my mother's vagina
was tightening more and more, and my entire penis began to ache.

"Mother, don't move, it hurts so much!"

"Mother hurts too...Doggy, hiss...it hurts so much!" My mother became nervous, "It seems...it seems like it's stuck."
My mother turned her head and blinked innocently.

I stared blankly, speechless, and said in disbelief, "Mother, are you lying to me?"

"I'll try again." My mother gritted her teeth and used her strength.

"Ah...!" My mother and I screamed in pain, tears streaming down our faces. "No... Mother feels like her uterus
is being pulled out... You... You've inserted it into Mother's uterus!" Mother gasped in pain, her voice filled with fear.
I believed it, but it was a statement of certainty.

"Waaah... I don't care... Mom, please get it out, I won't fuck you anymore!" I cried out in a frantic,
ridiculous way. In reality, I had only penetrated my mother's cervix; at most, only the glans had returned to its "
home .

" "Don't cry, my little dog, let Mom think of something." My mother's waist seemed boneless; she limply turned
most of her body, supporting herself on the concrete floor above my head, and then leaned over to wipe my tears.

My mother was different from ordinary village women; she was a learned woman from a scholarly family, so she knew quite a lot.
After comforting me, my mother muttered to herself, "It must be vaginal spasms..."

"Let's wait a bit, we'll definitely be able to get it out soon." My mother became increasingly anxious and flustered, but she comforted me without revealing her true
feelings. I obediently nodded, relaxed, and trusted my mother.

Mother knew that the inability to pull out was actually her problem. She hadn't expected her son to cause her vaginal spasms. She
vaguely remembered the solution being to relax her body and calm her mind; she figured she could gradually pull out.

But as time went on, worried that her second daughter might come back and catch them in the act, Mother couldn't calm herself down
and became increasingly anxious.

"Mom, can I pull it out now?" I looked hopefully at the back of Mother's head. She turned around,
this time arching her slender back, and tried to kiss my lips. "Doggy, why don't we try to get up first?"
Mother said with a smile, making me feel kind and reassured. Simple-minded as I was, I didn't see the reluctance and worry in her smile.

Afterwards, Mother and I tried to get up. Mother asked me to try to get up and hug her waist. I tried, but my hips
and lower abdomen were pressed down, limiting my arching. My small hands couldn't hold onto Mother's smooth, slender waist. Mother then
tried to reach down with both hands, attempting to lift me up, but immediately gave up due to the pain.

Finally, my mother and I managed to roll sideways, with her on the bottom, which made it incredibly easy for her to lift me up.
I hugged her waist, and her slender arms supported my buttocks. Following her instructions, I wrapped my legs around
her two long, radish-like thighs, allowing her to move freely. In fact, if she hadn't
been so exhausted from my fucking, she could have easily jogged.

And without trying to pull my penis out of her vagina, it didn't hurt too much; both my mother and I could tolerate it.

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