Father, mother and me

My father, mother, and I. My mother, Aying, is a somewhat simple-minded woman. My father abandoned us when I was only three years old, seeking a new lover. By the time I grew up, I knew without even thinking what had happened, yet my mother still believed he would come back. However, despite her simple-mindedness, my mother had a captivating figure, and I truly couldn't understand how my father could bear to leave her. Whenever I talked to my mother about this, she would look at me with a sweet smile, hug me, and kiss me, saying, "Daddy will come back." I would always compliment her beauty when she wasn't wearing much clothing, then push her onto the bed and kiss her. The sensation of her full breasts pressing against my chest, tasting her fragrant lips, was incredibly pleasurable. However, my mother wasn't a promiscuous woman. Every time we kissed, she refused to let me put my tongue in her mouth, and she wouldn't even let me touch her breasts. When I complained, she would laugh and say, "Son, you're so grown up now, and you still want to suckle? Shame on you..." I was very disappointed. Because I love my mother so much, she is the sacred goddess in my heart. This intense love transforms into a soaring desire; every time I see her, my penis remains stubbornly erect, a painful torment! One summer afternoon, I woke up from my nap and went to the bathroom to wash my face. Our bathroom and kitchen are connected, and I saw my mother chopping vegetables. Her hair was styled in a glossy black bun, and she wore a short skirt, her two snow-white thighs almost completely exposed. My heart immediately began to pound like fire. Taking advantage of the grogginess of just waking up, I decided to go all in, quietly taking off my underwear and walking towards my mother. Gently, I hugged her waist and sweetly called out, "Mom!" "Baby, did you sleep well?" my mother said, turning back to kiss me before continuing to chop vegetables. I hugged my mother tightly, rubbing my penis vigorously against her soft buttocks, waves of excitement rushing to my brain. My hands also reached for my mother's breasts. "Stop it," my mother laughed, pulling my hands away. "Mom, your breasts are so beautiful, I can't help myself when I see them!" "You naughty boy!" My mother lowered her head, her hand unconsciously loosening its grip. It turns out that just a few words of praise are enough for my mother to let me do whatever I want! I was overjoyed, touching my mother's breasts while pressing my penis against her buttocks. A wave of ecstatic pleasure washed over me, and my hot semen sprayed all over my mother's thighs. "Oh, you naughty thing, what are you doing!" My mother exclaimed, lifting her skirt. My semen flowed from her inner thighs into her high heels, soaking a large area of her underwear. I regretted it a little, and said with my head down, "Mom, your breasts are so sexy, I can't help but ejaculate when I hug you, let me wipe them off for you." I lifted my mother's skirt, used my underwear to wipe the semen off her thighs, and took the opportunity to squeeze my mother's plump buttocks with my other hand. Then I saw the dark pubic hair through my mother's transparent panties, and my penis immediately became erect again. I suddenly stood up, hugged my mother, and said urgently, "Mom, your breasts are so sexy, I don't understand how Dad could bear to abandon you!!!" My mother's expression softened suddenly, and she said slowly, "Mom doesn't know either!" "Mom, let me see if your breasts aren't big enough! Maybe that's why Dad..." I said, reaching out to unbutton my mother's clothes. My mother looked a little shy, but didn't stop me. I unbuttoned my mother's white shirt, loosened her bra, and took out my hands to play with her breasts. My mother stood there naked, helpless, letting me fondle her breasts and suckle her pink nipples. "How is it? Big enough?" "Enough," I said contentedly, "but I wonder what your butt looks like." "Then..." "Let me check for you." "That's not good!" I pressed my mother down on the stove, lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties up to her thighs, exposing her alluring private parts. I hugged my mother's waist and stroked her buttocks: "So smooth and soft!" My hand slid to my mother's vulva: "So much hair!" "Oh, you can't touch there." My mother stood up, blushing. "Okay, okay, I won't touch you. Come on, squat down and let me touch your buttocks properly." My mother squatted on the floor like she was defecating, letting me touch her luscious buttocks. "How is it? Is there a problem?" "Hmm, it seems not." "Then why doesn't your father like your mother?" My mother was a little anxious. "Hmm, well..." I pondered, "Maybe I should look at the whole body. Sometimes, beauty in one part doesn't mean beauty in the whole body; overall beauty is the most important. So, Mom, take off all your clothes and let me see." I hugged my mother and stripped her clothes off one by one, revealing a completely naked, living Venus statue standing before me. Perhaps out of shyness, my mother blushed and nestled into my arms, playfully scolding, "You bad boy, don't look!" I trembled all over, embracing my mother's naked body. "Mom, kiss me, and I'll see if you're good enough. Maybe Dad thinks you're..." "Who says? Mom is very good." "Talk is cheap, try it." Before I finished speaking, my mother's fragrant lips were already on mine, her smooth, soft tongue entering my mouth like a little snake. "Mmm..." I felt great! "How was it?" My mother asked me with a flushed face and a smile, clearly very confident. "Very good!" I said, "But..." "But what?" "There's one last hurdle. Mom's body is flawless, but I don't know if it'll be comfortable to do it?" "This..." My mother looked very sad: "Maybe your dad doesn't experience pleasure when he makes love with me?" "Maybe, but how do we know without proof? We need to find out the problem before we can draw conclusions and then find a solution. I also want Dad to come back to Mom's side soon. I don't want to see Mom sad!" As I spoke, I touched my mother's breasts and vulva. My mother seemed oblivious, tears welling up in her eyes, hugging and kissing me: "Good boy, so considerate of Mom!" Gently, I pushed my mother down onto the floor: "Mom, let me check your breasts." "Do you want to do it with Mom?" "Just trying..." "No!" My mother blushed and pushed me away. "Why not?" "I'm your own mother, baby!" My mother looked at me, shy yet kind, and I wanted to get her pregnant even more! "Why can't I do it with my own mother?" "That's incest!" "Why is incest wrong?" "People will laugh at us!" "If we don't tell anyone, who will know?" "Hmm..." My mother was a little confused. "Mom, let's go to the bed!" I grabbed my mother's hand, but she clung to the kitchen pillar. "Mom, do you want Dad to come back?!" I asked urgently, my little brother standing up. "This isn't really good..." My mother squatted down, covering her chest with her hands. I simply picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. With a "thud," I placed my mother on the bed and pressed down on her soft body. "No!" my mother pleaded softly. I didn't care about anything else, hugged my mother tightly, and kissed and touched her breasts, making them swell up. When I touched her genitals, she shyly turned over and lay face down on the bed. I wrapped my arms around my mother's waist, reached down, and inserted my fingers into her vagina. My mother's pink buttocks immediately began to bounce, and she moaned incessantly, her fingers overflowing with her juices. (ef="http://hdlzbearing")"No! Don't!" When I held my mother on my lap, parted her labia, and prepared to penetrate her, she refused me again. "Okay," I said, a little deflated, "I'll just touch it." "Really?" "Really!" Only then did my mother sit on my lap with peace of mind, wrapping her arms around my neck, parting her alluring legs, revealing her pubic area covered in thick black hair. "You're a dog if you lie!..." my mother said sweetly, and I smiled without saying a word. I sat naked on the bed, and my mother sat naked on my lap. I held my mother, tasting her red tongue, licking her breasts, pinching her plump buttocks, and caressing her genitals. At first, my mother kissed me, but gradually, she slumped into my arms like a pile of mud, unable to move except for moaning. When I let go, my mother's soft, white flesh fell onto the bed, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. Her full thighs were spread wide, her mysterious area exposed to the light of day, beckoning my penetration. I lost my mind and threw myself into my mother's warm embrace... The sky gradually darkened, and in the room, only the panting of my mother and I and the creaking of the bed could be heard. I sucked on my mother's fleshy tongue, squeezed her swollen breasts, and thrust into her cunt. My mother raised her plump buttocks to meet my penetration. "Mom, I'm going to fuck you to death! Fuck fuck fuck! Huff..." "Sweetheart, make Mom's belly... fuck... fuck... make it big..." "I'm fucking... I'm fucking... fuck!" "Thrust! Thrust! Fuck Mom to death! Thrust... harder!" I spat out my mother's tongue and released her breasts. I tightly hugged my mother's waist and, with all my strength, thrust my penis deep, deep into the deepest part of my mother's vagina. Suddenly, the room fell silent... I could hear the squelching sound of me ejaculating inside my mother's vagina. "Oh...whoosh..." My mother's eyes were tightly closed, writhing in rhythm with my ejaculation... I lay on the bed, pleasantly tired. My mother lovingly lit a cigarette for me, then nestled close to me like a kitten. "Want to do it with Mommy again?" My mother looked up, smiling sweetly, her dimples captivating. I shook my head, exhaling a puff of smoke. "But Mommy's breasts are so swollen and uncomfortable..." My mother pouted, like a child. "Lick my cock until it's big, and I'll do it with your breasts." Without a word, my mother stood up gracefully, sat on my chest, bent down, and began to suckle vigorously. Oh! ...Having my own mother lick my cock was truly a pleasure. I hugged my mother's waist, kissed her buttocks, and kissed her thick labia, like kissing a young girl's lips. Soon, my little brother was hard as iron again, and my mother was once again a lump of mud. Waking up in the morning, the first thing I saw was my mother sitting at the dressing table, wearing only a bra, combing her hair. I sat up, walked behind her, and touched her buttocks. My mother immediately raised her buttocks. I put my arms around her waist, lifted her buttocks off the stool, and inserted my penis into her vagina from behind. I carried my mother to the dressing table and made her squat, spreading her legs to face the mirror on the table. My mother's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, secretly glancing at my penis moving in and out of her hairy vagina in the mirror. "You're so bad! No!" "Mom, your breasts look like a slutty bitch!" "No!" "Then what are they?" "Mom is a stinking whore!" "Fine, stinking whore, I'm a whore's son!" After a month of careful training, I believed my mother had completely become a slutty beast. Another month passed, and my biological father returned. Now, our family of three lives a harmonious and happy life, with a loving father, a loving mother, and a filial son, becoming a model family admired by our neighbors. To thank me for my "training," my mother remains my mistress. Needless to say, when my father isn't home, even if he's sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, I'll brazenly walk into the kitchen, embrace my busy mother, and softly whisper, "You slut, I'm here!" My mother will obediently kneel on the stove, take off her panties, and raise her alluring pink buttocks for me to penetrate. It's so exciting! I always ejaculate twice as fast as when we do it in the room, leaving my mother, dazed and confused, chopping vegetables while masturbating. Sometimes, my mother can't resist and runs out to embrace my father, begging for his attention. My father always says, "Shh!... Don't let the child see!" and then quietly goes into the room to do it. My father likes to sit in a chair after dinner, having my mother massage his upper body. Sometimes, I would lift my mother's skirt from behind, pull down her pants, and force my penis into her vagina, making her thighs drip with semen, yet she endured it all without uttering a sound. I longed to watch my parents make love, so when my mother was having sex with my father, she would secretly open a crack in the door, and I would watch and masturbate. After my father lay down, my mother would excuse herself to go to the bathroom and run naked into my room for our second time. Once, I was pressing my mother against the wall and squeezing her breasts, having a great time. Perhaps the banging against the wall was too loud, because my father suddenly called me from the doorway, fumbling for the light switch. Luckily, he wasn't familiar with my room, so my mother and I had a chance to escape and hide. "Where's your mother?" my father asked after turning on the light. "How should I know?" I yawned, lying on the bed, and pulled the covers up. My father turned off the light and left. My mother jumped up wildly, swinging her large breasts and twisting her hips, running frantically back to her room: "I'm back!" "Oh!" My father also turned around and groped his way back to his room. Just as I was about to ejaculate, burning with rage, I took advantage of the darkness and rushed into my parents' room. I grabbed my mother, who nearly fainted from fright. Without a word, I pushed her down onto the bed and started having sex with her. My sleepy father staggered to the bedside and went back to sleep. I was raping my mother right next to my father—how exciting! "Darling, what's wrong with your breasts?" my father asked. "Ah, ah... ah, nothing, nothing, ah!" My mother was about to faint. I was about to ejaculate! My father turned back to hug my mother, touching my body. I quickly pulled back, my body only connected to my mother's genitals by my genitals. I grabbed my mother's ankles, forcefully pulled them apart, and then thrust hard, ejaculating all my semen into my mother's uterus before pulling my wet penis out of her vagina and quietly returning to my room. My mother later told me that as soon as I pulled my penis out of her vagina, my father's hand touched her there too—what a close call! With the combined efforts of my son and me, my mother's belly gradually grew bigger. (Word count: 9318) [The End]"But Mom's breasts are so swollen and uncomfortable..." Mother pouted, like a child. "Help me lick my cock until it's big, and I'll fuck your breasts." Without saying a word, Mother stood up lightly, sat on my chest, bent down, and began to suckle vigorously. Oh! ...Letting my own mother lick my cock is such a pleasure. I hugged Mother's waist, kissed her buttocks, and kissed her thick labia, like kissing a young girl's lips. Soon, my little brother was hard as iron again, and Mother became a lump of mud again. When I woke up in the morning, I saw Mother sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair, wearing only a bra. I sat up, walked behind Mother, and touched her buttocks. Mother immediately raised her voluptuous buttocks. I hugged Mother's waist, lifted her buttocks off the stool, and inserted my penis into Mother's cunt from behind. I carried Mother to the dressing table and made her squat, spreading her legs in front of the mirror on the table. My mother's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, as she secretly glanced at my penis in the mirror, moving in and out of her hairy vulva. "You're so bad! No!" "Mom, your breasts look like a slutty bitch!" "No, they're not!" "Then what are they?" "Mom's a stinking whore!" "Fine, stinking whore, I'm a whore's son!" After a month of careful training, I believed my mother had completely become a slutty beast. Another month passed, and my biological father returned. Now, the three of us—father, mother, and son—lived a happy and harmonious life, becoming an example for our neighbors, a model family. To thank me for my training, my mother remained my mistress. Needless to say, when my father wasn't home, even if he was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, I would swagger into the kitchen, hug my busy mother, and softly call out, "Stinking whore, I'm here!" My mother would obediently lie on the stove, take off her panties, and stick out her alluring pink buttocks for me to penetrate. I was so excited! I always ejaculated twice as fast as when we did it in the room, leaving my mother, dazed and disoriented, masturbating while chopping vegetables. Sometimes, my mother couldn't resist and would run out to hug my father and beg for love. My father would always say, "Shh!... Don't let the children see!" and then quietly go back to the room to do it. My father liked to sit in a chair after dinner and have my mother massage his upper body. Sometimes, I would lift my mother's skirt from behind, pull down her pants, and force my penis into her vagina, making her thighs drip with semen, yet she would endure it without making a sound. I really wanted to watch my parents make love, so when my mother was making love with my father, she would secretly open a crack in the door, and I would watch and masturbate. After my father lay down, my mother would excuse herself to go to the bathroom and run naked into my room for our second time. Once, I pressed my mother against the wall and squeezed her breasts, having a great time. Perhaps the banging on the walls was too loud, for my father suddenly called me from the doorway, fumbling for the light switch. Luckily, he wasn't familiar with my room, giving my mother and me a chance to escape and hide. "Where's your mother?" my father asked after turning on the light. "How should I know?" I yawned, pulling the covers up from my bed. My father turned off the light and left. My mother jumped up frantically, swinging her large breasts and twisting her hips, running frantically back to her room: "I'm back!" "Oh!" My father also turned and groped his way back to his room. Just as I was about to ejaculate, burning with rage, I took advantage of the darkness and rushed into my parents' room, grabbing my mother. She nearly fainted from fright. Without a word, I pushed her down onto the bed and started having sex with her. My sleepy father staggered to the bedside and went back to sleep. I was raping my mother right next to my father—how exciting! "Darling, what's wrong with your breasts?" my father asked. "Ah, ah... ah, nothing, nothing, ah!" My mother was about to faint. I was about to ejaculate! My father turned around and embraced my mother. When his arm touched me, I quickly pulled back, my body only connected to hers by my genitals. I grabbed my mother's ankles, forcefully pulled them apart, and then thrust forward, ejaculating all my semen into her uterus. Only then did I withdraw my wet penis from her vagina and quietly return to my room. My mother later told me that as soon as I pulled my penis out of her vagina, my father's hand touched her there too—what a close call! With our combined efforts, my mother's belly gradually grew larger. (Word count: 9318) [The End]"But Mom's breasts are so swollen and uncomfortable..." Mother pouted, like a child. "Help me lick my cock until it's big, and I'll fuck your breasts." Without saying a word, Mother stood up lightly, sat on my chest, bent down, and began to suckle vigorously. Oh! ...Letting my own mother lick my cock is such a pleasure. I hugged Mother's waist, kissed her buttocks, and kissed her thick labia, like kissing a young girl's lips. Soon, my little brother was hard as iron again, and Mother became a lump of mud again. When I woke up in the morning, I saw Mother sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair, wearing only a bra. I sat up, walked behind Mother, and touched her buttocks. Mother immediately raised her voluptuous buttocks. I hugged Mother's waist, lifted her buttocks off the stool, and inserted my penis into Mother's cunt from behind. I carried Mother to the dressing table and made her squat, spreading her legs in front of the mirror on the table. My mother's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks flushed, as she secretly glanced at my penis in the mirror, moving in and out of her hairy vulva. "You're so bad! No!" "Mom, your breasts look like a slutty bitch!" "No, they're not!" "Then what are they?" "Mom's a stinking whore!" "Fine, stinking whore, I'm a whore's son!" After a month of careful training, I believed my mother had completely become a slutty beast. Another month passed, and my biological father returned. Now, the three of us—father, mother, and son—lived a happy and harmonious life, becoming an example for our neighbors, a model family. To thank me for my training, my mother remained my mistress. Needless to say, when my father wasn't home, even if he was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, I would swagger into the kitchen, hug my busy mother, and softly call out, "Stinking whore, I'm here!" My mother would obediently lie on the stove, take off her panties, and stick out her alluring pink buttocks for me to penetrate. I was so excited! I always ejaculated twice as fast as when we did it in the room, leaving my mother, dazed and disoriented, masturbating while chopping vegetables. Sometimes, my mother couldn't resist and would run out to hug my father and beg for love. My father would always say, "Shh!... Don't let the children see!" and then quietly go back to the room to do it. My father liked to sit in a chair after dinner and have my mother massage his upper body. Sometimes, I would lift my mother's skirt from behind, pull down her pants, and force my penis into her vagina, making her thighs drip with semen, yet she would endure it without making a sound. I really wanted to watch my parents make love, so when my mother was making love with my father, she would secretly open a crack in the door, and I would watch and masturbate. After my father lay down, my mother would excuse herself to go to the bathroom and run naked into my room for our second time. Once, I pressed my mother against the wall and squeezed her breasts, having a great time. Perhaps the banging on the walls was too loud, for my father suddenly called me from the doorway, fumbling for the light switch. Luckily, he wasn't familiar with my room, giving my mother and me a chance to escape and hide. "Where's your mother?" my father asked after turning on the light. "How should I know?" I yawned, pulling the covers up from my bed. My father turned off the light and left. My mother jumped up frantically, swinging her large breasts and twisting her hips, running frantically back to her room: "I'm back!" "Oh!" My father also turned and groped his way back to his room. Just as I was about to ejaculate, burning with rage, I took advantage of the darkness and rushed into my parents' room, grabbing my mother. She nearly fainted from fright. Without a word, I pushed her down onto the bed and started having sex with her. My sleepy father staggered to the bedside and went back to sleep. I was raping my mother right next to my father—how exciting! "Darling, what's wrong with your breasts?" my father asked. "Ah, ah... ah, nothing, nothing, ah!" My mother was about to faint. I was about to ejaculate! My father turned around and embraced my mother. When his arm touched me, I quickly pulled back, my body only connected to hers by my genitals. I grabbed my mother's ankles, forcefully pulled them apart, and then thrust forward, ejaculating all my semen into her uterus. Only then did I withdraw my wet penis from her vagina and quietly return to my room. My mother later told me that as soon as I pulled my penis out of her vagina, my father's hand touched her there too—what a close call! With our combined efforts, my mother's belly gradually grew larger. (Word count: 9318) [The End]

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