(Exams are stressful, but thankfully I have my mom.)

I was born in 1976 into a happy family. As the only boy in my generation, I was showered with love. My father was a railway engineer, and my mother was a nurse; she was just twenty when I was born. Time flies, and it was 1992 in the blink of an eye. I was sixteen and in my first year of high school. Perhaps because I was pampered by my family from a young age, I matured late. It wasn't until high school that I began to yearn for things between men and women. I developed a strong interest in women's bodies, started going to video arcades, and rented obscene books, secretly flipping through them. I had a crush on a pretty girl in my class, and she seemed to like me too. Although we were often together, we never even held hands. One night, I dreamt that we were naked together, doing *that*, and then I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. I woke up with a start, only to find my underwear wet and sticky. I knew this was what physiology books describe as a wet dream, but the unprecedented pleasure was just too good. I learned to masturbate, but the loneliness, isolation, and guilt that followed made me very uncomfortable. I only did it when I couldn't resist. However, my desire for a woman's body led me to constantly seek out various erotic books to add color to my masturbation. One day, I bought a novel about incest between a mother and son at a bookstall. When I read the lewd scenes between the mother and son, I couldn't help but put my hand inside my underwear and masturbate with my erect penis. That evening, after my mother came out of the shower, I was still thinking about the lewd scenes between the mother and son described in the book. I stared blankly at my mother's beautiful face after her bath and her slender body wrapped in her nightgown, fantasizing about lying in bed with her. Although my mother was 36 years old, because she worked dispensing medicine at the hospital pharmacy, her job was easy and she took good care of herself, making her look like she was only about 30 years old. She had the delicate, fair skin and petite figure characteristic of Suzhou beauties. "What are you looking at? Go do your homework." My mother was a little embarrassed by my gaze, and two intoxicating blushes appeared on her cheeks. "Mom, you're so beautiful! If we went out together, people would definitely think you were my older sister!" I snapped out of my reverie and tried to sound joking. "Silly boy, don't talk nonsense with your mother. Go do your homework." Because Dad was always away on business trips, it was mostly just my mom and me at home, so I was usually very casual with my mom. But this was the first time I'd ever said something like this to her. Perhaps Mom noticed something different in my eyes than usual, and she shyly tightened her clothes. "Go study, don't fool around here." Lying in bed, I recalled the descriptions of incestuous mother-son relationships in books, thought about my mom's beautiful face, and fantasized about lying in bed with her, ejaculating a thick stream of semen. From then on, I lost all interest in the girls in my class. I only fantasized about being with my mom every day. I never expected that the opportunity would come to me so soon. That day, my mother held a class reunion at home. Several of her friends came over. When they saw me, I tried my best to act obedient. They all praised my mother for having such a handsome and tall son, and envied her good fortune—a good husband and such a sensible son. In the end, they all got a little drunk, so they had to sleep at home. My mother and I had to squeeze onto my single bed. At first, we slept with our feet together, but I couldn't fall asleep. Hearing them all asleep, I quietly squeezed behind my mother and gently hugged her soft body. In her sleep, my mother moved closer to me, her soft buttocks pressing tightly against my erect penis. Holding my mother, whom I had longed for day and night, and smelling the alluring fragrance emanating from her body, my penis throbbed painfully. I couldn't help but gently caress my mother's voluptuous body through her clothes, and finally, I lost my senses and lifted my mother's nightgown, caressing her full, soft buttocks. I rubbed my penis against my mother's buttocks, and accidentally it slipped between her legs, pressing directly against her warm, soft vulva. My mother's soft body stiffened instantly, her breathing stopped, and her tense legs clamped tightly around my penis. My hand was still holding her heavy breasts, and I was so frightened my heart stopped beating. My mother silently moved forward, her tender, smooth skin giving my penis extreme pleasure. I couldn't help but thrust forward, still pressing against her vulva. I lost my mind, gripping my mother's breasts tightly, my lower body pressed firmly against her buttocks, rapidly thrusting my penis in and out. My mother twisted her full buttocks, trying to get away from me, but this only gave me greater stimulation. A tingling sensation ran down my back, and I ejaculated a large amount of semen between my mother's legs. My mother stopped struggling, letting my throbbing penis spray semen between her legs. When I calmed down, my mother gently pushed away my hand that was holding her breasts, quietly went to the bathroom, and when she returned, she lay down to sleep with my feet together. When I woke up in the morning, all her friends had already left. I looked at my mother's face with worry, but she was the same as usual, as if nothing had happened the night before. I almost wondered if I was dreaming, but when I saw my mother's underwear covered in a milky white sticky substance in the dirty laundry in the washing machine, I knew that I had indeed done that with my mother last night. I was careful in my interactions with my mother, but her behavior puzzled me. She hadn't changed at all. Gradually, I forgot about that night, but my desire for my mother's body grew stronger with time. I, who used to be among the top students in my class, had plummeted to below twentieth place in the midterm exams—the worst result I had ever achieved. My father was furious. I wanted to study hard, but I just couldn't. Every day, my mother's beautiful face, sweet smile, and voluptuous body kept flashing through my mind. By the end of the semester, my grades had dropped by more than ten places. My parents urged me to study every day. Anxiety appeared in my mother's eyes, and her temper worsened. I was in so much pain that I was almost going crazy. Summer vacation began, and my parents enrolled me in several tutoring classes. But on the day of the exam, I still fell behind… My mother finally lost her temper and yelled at me. I felt hopeless. “Mom, I really want to study, but I just can’t concentrate…” I cried out to my mother, who froze… I turned and ran back to my room. After dinner, my mother sat blankly in the living room. “Mom, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled at you. I will study hard.” “Oh, you’re not a child anymore, you should be more sensible,” my mother replied softly. Although my mother’s face was a little pale, she still looked so beautiful, with her graceful, long neck and fair skin. My resolve, which I had just made, vanished again. “Whatever, study however you can,” my mother said, standing up and slowly walking back to her and my father’s room. Lying in bed, I pulled out the novel that had driven me to despair and angrily tore it apart. But halfway through, I couldn't resist flipping through a few more pages. My desire for my mother's body overwhelmed all reason. I rushed to my mother's room, but thinking of her doting love, I hesitated. Back in my own room, I picked up my books to study, but the image of that mother and son's lewd affair kept replaying in my mind. If this continued, I would truly go mad. I went to my mother's room again, gently pushing open the door. I saw my mother lying on the bed with her back to me, her beautiful curves... even if it was just for a moment, I would have loved her. I quietly went to her bedside. She seemed to be fast asleep. I lay down behind her, just like that night. After a while, I reached out a trembling hand and gently stroked her soft body. She trembled slightly, and I hugged her tightly, ignoring everything. "Mom, I love you so much. I know this is wrong, but I just can't forget you. I can't take it anymore. I'm going crazy." My mother lay there silently. I reached into my mother's arms, caressing her smooth, full breasts. Her soft body tensed instantly. I frantically pulled down my underwear, then hers, and thrust my throbbing penis wildly between her legs. My mother curled forward, her legs slightly parted, and my penis slid into her warm, moist cavity. After barely a few seconds of thrusting, I groaned and ejaculated inside her. I didn't pull out; I continued thrusting, quickly ejaculating a second time. My mother arched forward, and my limp penis slipped out. She pulled up the thin blanket to cover her bare buttocks. My restless emotions vanished instantly. Nestled in my mother's arms, I immediately drifted into a sweet sleep. When I woke up in the morning, my mother was no longer beside me. Seeing the white smegma on my penis, I realized that I had indeed done *that* with her the night before. Terrified, I sneaked back to my room, got dressed, and came out to find my mother unchanged, her expression normal as always. Only then did I feel relieved. That evening, when I went to my mother's room again, the door was locked from the inside. I had no choice but to return to my room dejectedly. Because my sexual desire had been somewhat relieved, my grades quickly improved. I tried to open my mother's door almost every day, but to no avail, and I was about to give up. But one day, about two weeks later, my mother appeared before me after showering, wearing only a thin nightgown. Her large, bouncing breasts and fair legs were incredibly alluring. That night, when I went to my mother's room again…Sure enough, the door wasn't locked. When I lay down behind my mother, she pretended to be asleep, almost a carbon copy of the last time. I finished in less than two minutes, but this time she didn't let me sleep next to her. She gently pushed me away, and her attempt to cling to her was seen through. Her movements, though light, were firm and unyielding. I had no choice but to return to my room, filled with regret. Although I had made love to my mother four times, I had never truly seen her body or experienced that extraordinary pleasure; it was merely a release of pent-up passion. I secretly resolved that next time I would see my mother's body clearly and slowly savor that ecstatic pleasure. But when I received my mother's favor again, I was flustered and helpless, ejaculating prematurely, and then my mother kicked me out of her room. In my second year of high school, my grades improved to the top of the class. My parents were very happy. When my father praised me, my mother's face flushed slightly, and I was also very happy. I hadn't let my mother down. Finally, Dad was away on a business trip. Mom sensed my longing in my gaze, blushed, washed herself clean, and went to bed early. Suppressing my intense desire, I masturbated in my own room before going to Mom's. Gently pushing open the door, Mom was lying on her side with her back to the door, just like before. I didn't immediately climb onto the bed as I always did; I first admired her beautiful back before slowly approaching her from behind. Although we'd been making love for over half a year, I'd never looked at Mom's body so closely before. I gently kissed her fair neck, her small earlobes, her slender shoulders, caressing her delicate, soft skin, and slowly removed her nightgown. Mom seemed to sense something was different from before from my actions; her petite body trembled slightly. I turned my mother's face and kissed her tightly closed, warm, and moist lips, greedily caressing her full breasts and kneading her soft nipples. Gradually, my mother's breathing became rapid. I lay on top of her, my erect penis pressing against her warm, moist vulva. As my hardness deeply penetrated her birthplace, my mother let out a soft moan, and two clear tears silently slid down her pink cheeks. I sucked on my mother's gradually hardening nipple, and my waist movements gradually quickened. My mother let out soft, low breaths, her warm, moist vaginal muscles tightly enveloping my penis, and her arms involuntarily wrapped around my waist. As I made my final thrust into her birth canal, my mother's body tensed, her vulva arching upwards. With a powerful thrust, a stream of heat gushed into my mother's body, and our lower bodies pressed tightly together, falling helplessly onto the bed. My mother let out a long sigh, her hot breath brushing against my ear, making me feel incredibly itchy. I cupped my mother's sweaty face in my hands, kissed her soft lips, and slipped my tongue into her mouth. She opened her teeth, and we shared a deep, sweet kiss. I savored her saliva, my penis, deeply inserted inside her, gripped tightly by her spasming, tender flesh, and became erect again. My mother and I held each other tightly, our lower bodies intertwined. Once again, I experienced that dizzying pleasure and the sweet, intoxicating love. Waking up in the morning, I felt that life was so beautiful, like a...The text appears to be a jumbled collection of phrases and sentences, seemingly from different sources. A coherent translation isn't possible without the full context and complete sentences. It includes references to various online platforms and seemingly random characters, possibly related to a video or video. A proper translation wouldn't be meaningful without the original, uncorrupted text. "I asked again, unwilling to give up." "We'll talk about it tomorrow," Mom replied from inside the house. That evening, I returned home to find a pair of sneakers I'd been asking my parents for so long on my bed, and I was deeply disappointed. During dinner, Mom and I both drank some wine. Looking at Mom's flushed face, I reminded her again, "Mom, today is my birthday." "Didn't I give you the sneakers? You've been asking for them for so long," Mom said, pretending not to understand what I was asking for, and turned her gaze away to another topic. I quietly went to Mom's room and was pleasantly surprised to find the door open easily. Mom's naked body glowed like milk in the soft moonlight. I went to Mom, cupped her smooth face in my hands, and Mom wrapped her arms around my neck, and we kissed sweetly. Overjoyed, I kissed my mother's alluring body, finally reaching the place of my birth. I parted her thick pubic hair, inserting my tongue into her warm, moist cavity to suck, lick, and thrust… My mother writhed restlessly, soft moans escaping her lips. A slightly sour, sticky liquid flowed into my mouth. I knelt between my mother's legs, pressing my thick penis against her hairy vulva, but after several thrusts, I couldn't penetrate. "Mommy…" I cried out anxiously. Although I had done it with my mother before, it was always her who moved her body to meet my penis. When I took the initiative, I couldn't find the entrance. "Hmm?" My mother was clearly hurt by my thrusts. She raised her legs, and a warm, slippery little hand gently grasped my penis, rubbing the head against her vulva a few times before aiming at the wet vaginal opening. With the lubrication of my mother's vaginal fluid, I easily slid into the passage where I was born seventeen years ago. Mommy sighed softly, one arm around my waist, the other pressing my head against her breast… As my thrusts quickened, Mommy let out those familiar low moans and whimpers… “Mommy, this feels so good… so good… good Mommy!” Mommy’s breathing grew more rapid, her arms tightening around my waist, pulling me forcefully towards her body. “Oh…” Mommy suddenly cried out softly. Her warm, wet lower body pressed tightly against my vulva, the tender flesh gripping my penis tightly, spasming and twitching in waves… “I’m going to cum…” I couldn’t help but cry out, ejaculating thick semen inside Mommy. I lay on my mother’s soft body, panting heavily. Mommy weakly pushed me away, and when our eyes met, Mommy glanced at me shyly and coquettishly. “You’re so heavy.” I realized, reluctantly pulling out my penis and lying down beside Mommy. I brushed aside the few strands of sweat-dampened hair clinging to Mommy's forehead and kissed her panting lips. Mommy obediently extended her smooth little tongue for me to suck on, even licking the tip of my tongue... I took her little hand and held it in my sticky penis, kneading her plump breasts. "So beautiful, Mommy, I love you so much." When I licked her little palm, Mommy tried to pull back, ticklish. Seeing Mommy's shy and charming little girl expression, I climbed on top of her again. Mommy immediately raised her legs high, grasped my penis, and guided me into her body. Under my continuous rape, Mommy repeatedly reached the peak of excitement. The fluid secreted from her vagina changed from the initial sticky fluid to a thinner consistency. When I ejaculated inside Mommy for the fifth time, Mommy couldn't withstand the impact of the intense pleasure and fainted. I gasped for breath, seeing that both my mother's genitals and my penis were covered in sticky, milky-white secretions. I gently caressed and kissed every inch of my mother's body... My mother woke up, feeling me kissing her lower body, and was both ashamed and anxious. "Ugh, it's dirty." "It's not dirty. I was born from here. I love Mommy's scent." Stimulated by the mature feminine scent of my mother's genitals, my penis became erect again. I pulled my mother's small hand to my penis... "Oh..." my mother let out a soft gasp. Seeing my mother's slightly swollen labia majora, slowly leaking the pinkish fluid from my ejaculation, my lust intensified. But seeing my mother's sweaty body, lying weakly on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. "Mommy, you're too tired. Let's sleep." My mother's face was flushed even in the dim moonlight, and her eyes were glistening with tears. She was clearly moved by my care. She even struggled to turn over and bury her head between my legs. She cupped my penis in her small hands, slowly opened her little mouth, and took my large glans into her mouth, gently licking and sucking. The sensation was completely different from intercourse; her warm, moist mouth, her slippery, flexible tongue, and her powerful sucking made me ejaculate quickly into her mouth. I saw that she actually enjoyed it, and when she saw me staring at her with wide eyes, she shyly turned her head away. I moved her face and kissed her sweet little mouth, the faint taste of birch sap in my semen filling her mouth. Too tired, Mom and I quickly fell asleep. From that day on, Mom changed her frequency from once every two weeks to once a week, and she could only ejaculate three times each time. When she had her period, she would satisfy me with her little hands and mouth, which was more satisfying than before, but she strictly forbade me from making any intimate gestures towards her during the day. Dad still went on business trips irregularly; he didn't notice what had happened between Mom and me, thanks to Mom's training, because I couldn't make any frivolous advances towards her during the day. Dad stayed home for a long time this time. That day, I couldn't suppress my desire any longer, so I quietly went to my parents' room and peeked through the crack in the door. "Yes, suck harder, baby, you're so good... good daughter, so nice!" It was Dad's voice. Inside, Dad had his back to me, and Mom's face was buried between his legs, making soft sucking sounds. After a while, Dad put Mom on the bed. "Baby, little daughter, Daddy's here!" Dad knelt on Mom's legs and slowly climbed on top of her. "Mmm, little Daddy... oh..." Mom cried out. From my angle, I could clearly see my parents' bodies intertwined. Dad's thick, strong penis was deeply inserted into the hole I had once penetrated, thrusting in and out. Seeing this scene and hearing my parents' lewd moans, I took out my penis and started masturbating. Mom seemed to notice something, opened her tightly closed eyes, and just then saw me standing at the door masturbating... "Ah!" Mom cried out in alarm. "Haha, feels good, doesn't it? I didn't expect my baby to get more and more horny as she gets older," Dad said proudly. Mom pressed Dad's head against her breasts, gesturing for me to leave. I kept switching roles, sometimes calling her Mommy, sometimes calling her Baby or Daughter like Daddy. Mom seemed unusually sensitive and excited, reaching peak pleasure repeatedly. I licked Mom's hairy vulva, smeared Daddy's and my semen on her anus, and gently teased it with my fingers, asking as I did so, "Baby Mommy, Daddy hasn't touched this before, has he? Today, your son is going to insert into your asshole. This is mine alone, don't let Daddy insert it." Mom tried to relax her anus, allowing me to penetrate her rectum deeply... Mom didn't answer, silently letting me manipulate her voluptuous, mature body, only letting out familiar low moans during orgasms. I, like a child who had just received a new toy, played with it to my heart's content... When I woke up in the morning, Mom was no longer beside me. The room was filled with the smell of male and female secretions, arousing my sexual desire... "Baby, where are you?" I cried out. My mother appeared at the door with a stern face. The moment she saw my erect penis, her pretty face flushed crimson. "Get up quickly, breakfast is ready." I got out of bed and went to her side, embracing her soft body. "Baby, I want it..." My mother's face turned pale, and she gently pushed me away: "Son, go eat your breakfast." Her tone held an unyielding refusal. I walked out of the room dejectedly. By the time I finished breakfast, my mother had already cleaned the room spotlessly. In the afternoon, while my mother was napping, I couldn't suppress my urges. I went to her bed, pulled out my penis, and pressed it against her lips. My mother woke up, glaring at me with a mixture of shame and anger. "Baby, I'm so hard, come on! I want it..." My mother's resentful gaze almost made me give up, but then I thought of my mother's lewd behavior last night...Seeing her alluring face, I hardened my heart and shoved my penis into her little mouth. My mother's face flushed even more, she closed her eyes, and obediently licked my penis… "Baby, you're so good, Mommy, you're so good…" I reached into my mother's genitals and caressed her. We made love all afternoon before I finally ejaculated contentedly into her little mouth. This was the only time I made love with my mother during the day; from then on, she never allowed me to touch her during the day again. At night, my mother was even more open. I loved seeing her shy and charming expression. Often, after she and my father had sex, I would collect her semen from her vagina, mix it with her vaginal fluids and my semen, and have her drink it slowly. Or, during sex, I would say things that would make her feel ashamed. For example, how did it feel to be gang-raped by the father and son? Did her vaginal fluids taste good? My mother, as usual, didn't answer me, only letting out soft moans during her orgasm. This continued until I went to university. Less than a month after starting university, I received a letter from my mother. I'll skip the unnecessary greetings and write this: "My dearest son, Xiaojian: What happened between us was wrong. I wasn't a good mother. To you, it was just a mistake of adolescence, but I really shouldn't have done it. That night when you asked me, I should have refused. But seeing your pain, my heart softened, and I truly regret it. I'm a doctor, yet I couldn't handle your adolescent issues properly, and this shameful thing happened. Please forgive me. Recently, I've read many books and understand that boys often have these impulses during puberty. This period will pass, and once you start dating, it will be fine. Don't carry this burden; focus on your studies. Since it has already happened, we must face it correctly and try our best to control ourselves so it doesn't happen again…" Finally, Mom wrote: "If you really miss Mom too much, I won't be too heartbroken. Burn this after reading; don't reply." I understand Mom's good intentions and deep love for me. Now I'm working, married, and have my own daughter. Occasionally when I come home, Mom will readily oblige my requests. Compared to my wife, sex with my mother was filled with the warmth and sweetness of family. My mother moaned and groaned beneath me, her expression one of shame and humiliation, combined with the thrill of incest, intensely arousing my wild desires. Seeing my daughter's beautiful baby face, and imagining how I could play with my angelic daughter with my wife when she grew up, I secretly longed for that day to come.

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