Persistence pays off; I finally made it with my mother.

As fate would have it, when I was in my senior year of high school, I first encountered erotic novels. When I saw the word "incest" in the table of contents, I didn't understand what it meant. The first erotic novel I read was about my beautiful mother. It depicted incest between relatives, culminating in two brothers raping their own mother. It thrilled and excited me. I enjoyed reading it; it was stimulating, completely different from the plots of the adult films I'd seen before. Those who enjoy fantasizing know how to use such plots to create erotic scenes! At the same time, I felt a sense of disgust, thinking it was shameful, especially since it involved mother and son—something I'd never heard of before. But this novel planted a seed of trouble in my heart, leading to what followed. To this day, I wonder if I should thank this novel?! I'm a young person born in the 80s. Back then, internet access wasn't widespread in my area; a place with three or five computers was considered an internet cafe. So, access to erotic content was limited to renting books or watching DVDs. Resources were extremely scarce. Growing up as an only child, my family pinned all their hopes on me, wanting me to study hard. My grades were relatively stable until the first semester of my senior year, but plummeted in the second half, all because of the influence of bad friends and the scourge of pornography. There's definitely some truth to the idea that minors shouldn't be exposed to pornography. I devoted myself to incestuous literature, even choosing only incestuous comics. At that time, I hadn't even watched incestuous movies; I could only fantasize and masturbate based on the stories in the books. After masturbating, I would wipe the semen directly on my underwear. My mother would naturally notice when she did my laundry—actually, I did it on purpose. According to the novels, women are all promiscuous, so I wanted to get my mother's attention. Plus, with my grades plummeting, she naturally noticed something. My father loved playing mahjong and was rarely home, usually coming home late at night. He was so asleep that you couldn't wake him, which made me late for work many times. When he woke up, he would go to work, so they rarely spoke to each other. Back then, I always thought, "Maybe I'll have a chance." This family situation was very similar to the plots of many incest novels, so my will grew stronger and my confidence grew stronger. But I still had one major concern: my mother was a very conservative woman, respectful of teachers and elders, and stubborn. For her to accept incest between mother and son was nothing short of fantasies. But I loved my mother so much. Her large breasts and pert, plump buttocks always stirred my imagination. My excited feelings constantly challenged my moral compass. This inner desire was suppressed until one day in June, I skipped class and was reading an incest novel at home when I suddenly heard the door open. Instinctively, I quickly hid the book under the bed. Looking at my erect penis, I felt extremely embarrassed. Fantasy is just fantasy; in reality, I immediately lost my composure and felt incredibly awkward. I told myself to calm down, to think about other things, hoping to distract myself and soften my erection, but the more anxious I became, the more determined I became. Helpless, I forced myself to come out and say, "Come back, Mom." "Why didn't you go to school?" "My head hurt, I felt so bad, the teacher told me to come home." "How are you?" she said, touching my head. I said I was fine, much better. "Mom, your dress is so pretty, can I twirl around in it?" "Go away, how old are you? Don't tease your mother!" she laughed, mocking me! She asked with a serious face, "Dongdong, your grades have dropped a lot lately? Are you being too strict again? Ah, can you finally study properly?" As she spoke, she changed into her pajamas. I secretly peeked at her; her large, white breasts were encased in a purple bra, her beautiful breasts seemingly trying to break free. But because I had skipped class first, then read erotic novels, and lied, I felt guilty and didn't dare look her in the eye. "Yes, yes, yes, I'll definitely study hard," I said perfunctorily. My erection grew even stronger. "Going to read," she said, leaving the room. Sitting at my desk, my heart pounded. I randomly flipped through books, and the thought of my mother's large breasts from earlier made me fantasize again. A long time passed, and my mother still hadn't come out. Normally, she would cook or do housework when she got home. Why was she still so quiet today? I tiptoed to my mother's bedroom door. The door was ajar. I peeked in, my legs trembling, and cold sweat instantly poured down my back. My mother was reading the novel I had hidden under the bed. "Damn it, I'm done for," I muttered to myself. Seeing my mother's flushed face and her legs rubbing together involuntarily, I figured she was aroused too. But in my nervousness, I somehow lost my balance and slammed the door open with a loud bang, startling my mother. We stared at each other for a while before my mother finally spoke. "Dongdong, how old are you to be reading this book?" "I didn't! It's not mine." "You little brat, so stubborn! If it's not yours, then whose is it? Fuck you, if I don't beat you to death today, I'll pretend I didn't say anything." Saying this, she started beating me mercilessly, pinching my thigh, making me scream in pain. I immediately begged for mercy. "I'm sorry, I won't read it anymore, please stop hitting me, Mom." Seeing me admit my mistake, my mother was a little tired after beating me for a while. After a moment of silence in the room, my mother said, "Dongdong, the whole family is counting on you to go to university, but you're so young and you're already reading this book. Don't you think you'll ever amount to anything? How can you go to university like this?" I remained silent, my head drooping. "Say something! Are you still going to read it? Are you going to study properly?" At that moment, I was fantasizing about...I used all my resources, thinking, "I've already been beaten up today, so I might as well go all out. Let them do whatever they want." "Mom, I can stop watching, but it's no use. All I can think about right now is you. Mom, I've realized I've fallen for you." As I said this, my teeth chattered, my heart pounded, my legs trembled, and an unprecedented tension radiated from my heels to my scalp. Even if I had the courage, this was still confessing my feelings to my mother. My head was bowed low, my gaze never leaving my mother's feet. After a moment of silence, Mom said, "You're going through puberty, it's normal to have these thoughts, but it can't interfere with your studies. You should focus on your studies." Surprisingly, Mom didn't yell at me, which boosted my confidence. I calmed myself and said, "Mom, but I just can't concentrate. Mom, I don't know what's wrong with me? I dream about you every time I try to sleep." "Okay, Dongdong, stop talking. This is normal. It's just that I always slept with you when we were little. It's not normal for you to have these thoughts; you have to change." "No, Mom, let me finish. Mom, I love you so much, really. I'd be a fool to lie to you. I want to change, but I can't control my thoughts." "Go to hell! That's too lenient. If your dad found out about this, he'd beat you to death. I wouldn't be able to live if others found out. Huh? You're not a child anymore, and you don't understand such a simple thing? My only wish is for you to study hard, but you…" Her voice trembled, almost crying. "Mom, I know it's wrong of me to think like this, but I really can't control myself." Seeing that Mom had calmed down a bit, I became bolder. I've always been a sweet talker. You can argue even when you're wrong. But if you're right, you won't get a chance to speak. "Mom, if you can, I promise I'll study hard." "Can what? Fuck your mother! I'm your mother, how could I have given birth to such a thing, you beast!" She raised her hand to hit me again, but this time I wasn't on guard. I straightened my neck and thought, "I give up." "Mom, why don't you just kill me today? I can't concentrate on studying at all. Do whatever you want with me." Her tone was incredibly firm. This semester, Mom had hired many tutors for me and talked to me a lot, but the results were limited. My words had put Mom in a dilemma. She remained silent. Perhaps she was wavering, or perhaps she was having a fierce internal struggle. I continued, "Mom, there are still two months until the exams. Can you promise me this once? I promise I'll do well." "No!" Her reply was decisive and clean, giving me no chance to bargain. I was devastated, like a wilted eggplant. I knew it was hopeless; Mom was just too resolute. Just as I was in despair, my mother spoke up: "But I can help you once, Dongdong. I'm doing this for your future, don't misunderstand." Hearing this, my heart soared, it went wild. Where is spring? Where is spring? I almost lost myself! "Mom, if you can help me just once, if my grades don't improve, I'll be no longer human." The setting sun shone through the sapphire blue glass into the room; it was so quiet at that moment. I lay down on my mother's big bed, took off my underwear, and the thought of my mother, whom I had longed for day and night, masturbating me made me instantly hard. My mother gently held my penis and stroked it up and down. Because I was so excited, I ejaculated before I even started to enjoy it. "Get up, Dongdong, I hope you can study hard..." she said, wiping me with tissue paper, reminding me of how she used to wipe my nose when I was little. From then on, my grades improved steadily. With extra tutoring, my foundation in math, physics, and chemistry was already strong, and my English was excellent. My only weakness was humanities. I memorized essays by rote, and that final exam I ranked sixth in my class—my best ever, and 39th in the grade. My teacher called my mom to praise me, saying I'd made tremendous progress that semester, which surprised both teachers and classmates. When I got home, I was quite arrogant, hugging and groping my mom, taking the opportunity to make some advances. "Mom, how's it going? Your son has made great progress, right? Shouldn't you reward him?" "Hmm, studying hard? No, you need to study hard, you're still young..." "Mom, can you reward me tonight?" I couldn't hear anything after that. I felt a pang of sadness, and tears of grievance streamed down my face. I'm usually easygoing, but when I'm stubborn, nothing can change my mind. In revenge, I stopped attending tutoring, and the teacher called my mother again. That day, I went swimming with my classmates, and when I got home, I was exhausted and went to bed early. When I got up, I found that my mom had already prepared dinner, and we ate in silence. We were still sulking. "Dongdong, you're studying for yourself, not for me, do you understand? With a good job in the future, what kind of wife can't you find?" "No, I just love you. Mom, you don't keep your word, what's the point of reasoning with me?" "You... Fine, that's terrible. Come over later." I felt like I had heard some great news. I was shocked. I really didn't expect my usually stubborn mother to compromise with me, her child. Maybe it's just because I'm her son. I looked at my mother excitedly, feeling incredibly happy. After my mother finished cleaning up the dishes, I couldn't wait to go into her bedroom. I was only wearing underwear, and my mother was wearing a nightgown. So sexy. After we lay down, I couldn't wait to take off my underwear. My penis seemed to be beckoning to my mother's little hand, throbbing. This time, my mother was very romantic. She gently held my penis and, with her eyes closed, began to stroke it up and down. Having learned from my previous experience, I was much more relaxed this time, and my body wasn't as stiff as it had been the first time. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around my mother's neck, and with my other hand, I reached through her pajamas to caress her beautiful breasts. This time, my mother didn't resist. She kept her eyes closed, her face flushed. I flicked her nipples and squeezed her breasts. My mother started breathing heavily, and I said, "Mom, I love you, Mom, it feels so good, Mom, faster. Mom, I'm going to cum, Mom!" This was the second time my mother had masturbated me. But the effect was completely different from before. I sensed that my mother also had needs. It's just that I was too young then, and I really didn't have the courage to ask further. Although I despised myself, I just didn't have the guts. As time went by, Gao...I ranked third in the third-term exam, and things between my mother and me became more natural, with the frequency increasing from once every few months to once a week. As a reward and encouragement, my mother gradually accepted masturbating me. She was slowly compromising. The hardest thing for people is habit; once something is assimilated, it becomes easier to accept. Several times, my mother looked at me affectionately, her eyes full of love. Sometimes when I kissed her cheek, she wasn't as resistant as before. Only when I kissed her lips would she push me away with her lips tightly closed. Before I knew it, the college entrance exam was approaching, and my first choice was a top university in the city. To be honest, I felt almost certain. Even if I didn't get in on a government scholarship, paying for it myself shouldn't be a problem. We had a three-day break to study freely and relieve stress. Over the past year, our "mother-son relationship" had grown significantly, and I felt it was time to launch the final offensive. On the first day of my holiday, Mom worked the night shift. I lay in bed for half the day, skipping lunch. After making dinner, she went to work, and I ate out, reading erotic novels and thinking about how Mom had changed over the past year. I told myself, "This is it, everything depends on tomorrow. If I succeed, I succeed; if not, we'll just have to maintain the status quo." The next day, Mom came home and found the food untouched. She became worried and asked what was wrong. I said, "Nothing, I just don't feel like eating." "But you can't go a whole day without eating." I felt a lot of pressure, afraid of not doing well on the exam. "Dongdong, just do your best, Mom believes in you." But Mom, I suddenly felt uncertain, I don't know why. "Mom, can you make it for me just once?" "You brat, how often are you doing this now? Wait until after the exam, doing this too much will tire you out." "No, please, let me relax. I feel like a huge weight is pressing down on me, I can't breathe. Mom, please, just let me relax." As I said this, I got up, drew the curtains, took off my underwear, and my erect penis was already standing up. I dragged my mother onto my bed and began to remove her clothes one by one. She was used to me masturbating her while she wore only her underwear, so she didn't resist. She expertly grasped my penis and started stroking it. Today, I was on guard; I'd ejaculated earlier that morning, and with the mental preparation I'd given her, I was confident this time would last a long time. As my mother's hand stroked my penis, I moaned softly, my mouth full of lewd words, "Mommy, I want to fuck your pussy. Mommy, are you wet? Mommy, Mommy, I want to lick your pussy." Before, I'd only ever said I wanted to fuck her, but this time I dared to say anything, because with final exams approaching, she couldn't possibly discourage me now. With each of my lewd words, I increased the intensity of my thrusts. It felt incredibly good. Seeing that the time was right, I leaned down and sucked on her hardened nipple, teasing it with my tongue, sometimes biting, sometimes sucking. Her white breasts were covered in my saliva. My other hand moved down, and Mom, somewhat aroused by my licking, repeatedly pulled her hand away from my penis, seemingly only concerned with her own pleasure. My hand explored down her cotton panties, and she instinctively squeezed her legs together. "What are you doing?" "Mom, don't resist, please, I love you so much, I want your pussy. I have my college entrance exams, just let me relax completely this once." Mom slowly opened her legs, and through the thick pubic hair, I touched a woman's labia for the first time. My fingertips continued to explore inside, wow, it was full of vaginal fluid, and I was secretly delighted. My two fingers, like two little fish, stirred back and forth inside Mom's vagina. Mom's face was flushed, her lips slightly parted, and her eyes tightly closed. I didn't know when Mom had stopped masturbating me, and my tongue wandered from her left breast to her right breast. My tongue traced every inch of her skin as I moved downwards. I was exhausted; my tongue had to roam, my hands had to keep probing, and I was afraid that stopping would awaken my mother and cause her to resist again. I broke down her last line of defense. The way her legs were half-closed gave me hope. Following the plot of the novel, I spread her legs apart, revealing thick pubic hair and glistening, dark brown labia. I gently parted her labia majora; her milky white clitoris was already swollen. To be honest, her labia minora were still very tender. I completely lost my mind and took one of my mother's labia minora into my mouth, only to find it salty inside. "Don't do that, it's dirty." "No, Mom's pussy smells so good, I love to eat it, let your son eat his fill." I ignored her and just started licking. I nibbled at her clitoris, sucked on her labia, and licked her vagina, my tongue diligently probing inside, stirring constantly. Mom seemed greatly agitated, shaking her head and crying out, "No, no... Ahh... It's terrible, it's so bad... Ah Dongdong, please stop licking, Mom begs you." Her words only fueled my lust. Though she said no, she thrust her hips upwards forcefully, trying to allow my tongue to penetrate deeper. I felt the time was right, and like in the movies, I thrust my erect penis inside! First, I was a virgin, my glans and penis were very tender, I couldn't find the entrance, and it hurt a lot, making me sweat with anxiety. Second, I was terrified that Mom would suddenly regain her senses and fight back desperately; this was my biggest worry. But my worries seemed unnecessary. Mom slightly arched her back, and my tight penis penetrated halfway. Mom cried out, "Ah!" Immediately afterward, I felt my penis enveloped in her vaginal fluids, warm and wet inside. With another thrust, I inserted it all the way in. The sentence I remember most clearly at that moment was a line from a novel I once read: "I'm back!" I was like a raging bull, charging headlong into things. Although I knew many positions from novels and movies, I still opted for the most conservative missionary position this time. Feeling my penis going in and out of my mother's vagina was fucking amazing; for a long time, I wondered if I was dreaming. I lowered my head and kissed my mother's mouth. Overwhelmed by the pleasure of my thrusts, she involuntarily stuck out her tongue, and my mouth, still wet with her juices, transferred to her along with my saliva. We made love wildly for over 40 minutes. My mother climaxed twice, and in the end, both of our pubic hair were soaked. Finally, seeing that I still couldn't ejaculate, she told me to go pee. And I really did, peeing, and then I ejaculated very quickly after going back in. That was my first time with my mother. After that, we did it a few more times, trying different positions and gradually finding pleasure in sex, but my mother never gave me oral sex, saying she couldn't accept it, which puzzled us. A year later, I finally made love with my mother! Of course, I was admitted to a key university in the city on a government scholarship! (11789 characters)I gently parted her labia majora, revealing a swollen, milky-white clitoris. To be honest, her labia minora were still very tender. I completely lost my mind and took my mother's labia minora into my mouth, feeling the salty taste inside. "Don't, it's dirty." "No, Mom's pussy smells so good, I love to eat it, let your son eat his fill." I ignored her and just started licking. I nibbled at her clitoris, sucked on her labia, and licked her vagina, my tongue pushing in and stirring. My mother seemed to be greatly stimulated, her head shaking and crying out, "No, no... Ahh... It's sinful, it's terrible... Ah, don't lick, Mom begs you." Her words only aroused my lust further. Although she said no, she thrust her hips upwards to allow my tongue to penetrate deeper. I felt the time was right, and like in the movies, I thrust my penis inside! First, I was a virgin, my glans and penis were very tender, I couldn't find the entrance, and it hurt a lot when I pressed against it. I was so anxious that I broke out in a sweat. Second, I was especially afraid that my mother would suddenly regain her senses and fight back desperately, which was always my biggest worry. But my worries seemed unnecessary. My mother arched her back slightly, and my tight penis went in halfway. My mother cried out "Ah!" and then I felt my penis surrounded by her vaginal fluid. It was warm inside, and there was a lot of water. With more force, I inserted it all the way in. The sentence I remember most clearly at that moment was a line from a novel I had read before: "I'm back!" I was like a raging bull, charging forward. Although I knew many positions from novels and movies, at this moment I still used the most conservative missionary position. Feeling my penis going in and out of my mother's vagina, it was so fucking amazing. For a long time, I wondered if I was dreaming. I lowered my head and kissed my mother's mouth. My mother, overwhelmed by the pleasure of my thrusts, involuntarily stuck out her tongue. My mouth was still wet with my mother's vaginal fluid and saliva, which I transferred to her. We made love wildly for over 40 minutes. Mom climaxed twice, and by the end, both of our pubic hair was wet. Finally, seeing that I still couldn't ejaculate, she told me to go pee. And I really did, I peed, and then went back in and ejaculated very quickly. That was my first time with my mom. After that, we did it a few more times, trying different positions and gradually finding pleasure in sex. But my mom never gave me oral sex, saying she couldn't accept it, which puzzled us. A year later, I finally made love with my mom! Of course, I also got into a top university in the city on a government scholarship! (Word count: 11789)I gently parted her labia majora, revealing a swollen, milky-white clitoris. To be honest, her labia minora were still very tender. I completely lost my mind and took my mother's labia minora into my mouth, feeling the salty taste inside. "Don't, it's dirty." "No, Mom's pussy smells so good, I love to eat it, let your son eat his fill." I ignored her and just started licking. I nibbled at her clitoris, sucked on her labia, and licked her vagina, my tongue pushing in and stirring. My mother seemed to be greatly stimulated, her head shaking and crying out, "No, no... Ahh... It's sinful, it's terrible... Ah, don't lick, Mom begs you." Her words only aroused my lust further. Although she said no, she thrust her hips upwards to allow my tongue to penetrate deeper. I felt the time was right, and like in the movies, I thrust my penis inside! First, I was a virgin, my glans and penis were very tender, I couldn't find the entrance, and it hurt a lot when I pressed against it. I was so anxious that I broke out in a sweat. Second, I was especially afraid that my mother would suddenly regain her senses and fight back desperately, which was always my biggest worry. But my worries seemed unnecessary. My mother arched her back slightly, and my tight penis went in halfway. My mother cried out "Ah!" and then I felt my penis surrounded by her vaginal fluid. It was warm inside, and there was a lot of water. With more force, I inserted it all the way in. The sentence I remember most clearly at that moment was a line from a novel I had read before: "I'm back!" I was like a raging bull, charging forward. Although I knew many positions from novels and movies, at this moment I still used the most conservative missionary position. Feeling my penis going in and out of my mother's vagina, it was so fucking amazing. For a long time, I wondered if I was dreaming. I lowered my head and kissed my mother's mouth. My mother, overwhelmed by the pleasure of my thrusts, involuntarily stuck out her tongue. My mouth was still wet with my mother's vaginal fluid and saliva, which I transferred to her. We made love wildly for over 40 minutes. Mom climaxed twice, and by the end, both of our pubic hair was wet. Finally, seeing that I still couldn't ejaculate, she told me to go pee. And I really did, I peed, and then went back in and ejaculated very quickly. That was my first time with my mom. After that, we did it a few more times, trying different positions and gradually finding pleasure in sex. But my mom never gave me oral sex, saying she couldn't accept it, which puzzled us. A year later, I finally made love with my mom! Of course, I also got into a top university in the city on a government scholarship! (Word count: 11789)

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