The best proof of a mother

The best proof of my mother's presence: When I was little, I came home from school one day and, without knocking, stumbled upon my parents' quiet, intimate moments inside. "Mom!" I called out habitually, only to see my mother's surprised expression. Then, with a "pop," I saw her quickly cover her exposed, white vulva with both hands, while my father's thick penis was ejaculating inside her. Startled by my outburst, I saw the thick, milky-white fluid splatter all over her vulva, and a thin, white thread of semen gushed out, dripping onto the floor! My blood rushed to my head. Seeing such a sensual scene, and it was my own mother—her snow-white, plump buttocks, her dark vulva, and my father's semen gushing from her—I was so overwhelmed I fainted… When I woke up, it was already evening. The moon was high in the sky, the shadows of flowers were sparse, and I lay in my small bed listening to the whispers of my two elders next door. "Honey, do you think Bao'er's been through too much trauma?" the mother asked gently. "He's so young, his penis isn't even that long yet! What could possibly cause that?" The father looked nonchalant. "Well," the mother hesitated, then sighed. "What, just tell me." "Sigh," the mother sighed again, then said softly, "You're always busy at the construction site, only coming home once every six months. It's inconvenient for us, mother and son, to talk about many things." The father leaned closer and whispered the details. The mother told him about what happened last month when she took a bath. Sure enough, the father asked in surprise, "You mean, Bao'er's penis has grown hair? How long is it?" The mother asked embarrassedly, "You mean when it gets hard?" "What, he wants to use your vagina?" the father asked in surprise. "Why do you say that?" the mother said, embarrassed, scolding the father. "Well, you mean he's masturbating in front of your vagina, not trying to use his penis to use your vagina?" "This..." Mother hesitated, knowing she shouldn't tell Father that I had spied on her bathing outside. "How long is his penis when it's hard?" Father asked, picking up where Mother left off. "Hmm... about the same as yours..." Mother blushed, "Maybe... a little longer... a bit dark and thick." "This..." The two were speechless for a moment. "Hey, why is your pussy so wet?" "Ah?!" Mother snapped out of her daze and looked at her vulva, only to see that the water gushing from the opening had soaked most of her buttocks... "Do you also want your son's penis to go inside your big, dark pussy?" "No way!" Mother quickly explained, "You only have sex with me once every six months, and I get wet just looking at your pussy, really." Hearing Mother flatter him like this, Father laughed happily, "Then what are you hesitating for? Come on, come on!" He ripped open Mother's panties, grabbed her wet buttocks, and moved towards her pussy. Listening to the squelching sounds of passionate lovemaking, I finally couldn't hold back anymore, lost control, and ejaculated all over my panties. II. Determination: The Ignition of Underwear and Incest CDs Dad only stayed home for three days before returning to work on the construction site. To earn more money, Mom stayed home alone, farming over ten acres of land. The hardships she endured while left behind in the countryside are unimaginable. Then came a severe drought, forcing them to ask Uncle for help watering the land. It wasn't easy getting along with people; Dad even called Uncle to say he couldn't leave the construction site and asked him to help Mom water the land. Uncle, almost 60, had no choice but to agree. It was completely dark, and Mom and Uncle hadn't returned from watering the fields yet. Looking at the crescent moon, I suddenly remembered the dark, grimy genitals Mom's had been penetrated by Dad that day. Her soft, white buttocks and glistening black vulva were unforgettable. Then I suddenly remembered that when I peeked at Mom changing clothes that morning, the brown panties she had just taken off were the same ones Dad had worn against her vulva. There were two soft, cotton-like balls near the vulva, probably protecting Mom's clitoris. Just thinking about it made my nose bleed. I quickly went to the yard, locked the gate, and rushed to my mother's bedroom. I frantically searched through drawers and cupboards, but after searching for most of the day, I still couldn't find it. Just as I was about to give up, I touched the bedside table, and it creaked open, revealing a crack. I steadied myself and looked through the crack. Strangely, my mother's underwear had fallen into the bed pocket. I used all my strength to lift the bedside table, and just as I was about to take out the underwear, I saw the corner of a CD. When I took it out, I was immediately shocked by the image of a sexy woman's vagina filled with semen. The disc clearly stated in red, "Helping my son get through his period." Incestuous themes. I was stunned. Imagining that sexy mature mother in the image being penetrated by her skinny son, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina, ejaculating inside her, my blood really got hot. A bold idea appeared in my mind: tonight, I would use my mother's vagina, just like my father, to ejaculate inside her big, shiny black vagina! III. Tragedy: The humiliated left-behind mother. It was very late when my uncle finally carried my mother back from the fields. Tears welled in her eyes. As soon as my uncle left, my mother burst into tears. Not understanding what was going on, I rushed forward to comfort her. Seeing her disheveled skirt almost dragging on the ground, I quickly lifted it up. My eyes widened in shock. Underneath the skirt was my mother's dark genitals. Between her snow-white thighs, between her parted labia, and around her vulva, there was white semen everywhere! …Seeing my shocked expression, my mother cried even harder, so much so that she forgot to cover her vulva. She sobbed and recounted the truth: it was that simple-minded old bachelor from the next village who had done it. While watering her plants, she felt the urge to urinate, so she went to the thicket by the river to do so. The simple-minded man, who was fishing, saw her. My mother angrily told him to go back to his own wife. Enraged and impatient, the simple-minded man rushed forward and pushed my mother to the ground. My mother's plump buttocks were stuck in a sunken ditch, her long skirt was lifted up to her chest, covering her head, her two large, white breasts were exposed to the air, and her dark panties were torn to one side of her long legs, her large penis sliding smoothly down her labia… “And then, did he penetrate you?” I asked excitedly while wiping my mother's vulva with a wet towel. “No.” “Impossible! Then why is there so much semen coming out of your pubic hair?” “He somehow got in, he just slid in and ejaculated. If it were penetration, it wouldn’t flow out like this.” “Does my uncle know what happened?” “He was watering the fields at the north end, it was only two or three minutes, he didn’t see it.” “I don’t believe you, you’re sure you were raped, I’m going to tell Dad.” “I really didn’t!” My mother got really anxious when she heard I was going to tell Dad, “If it were penetration, it would flow out like a stream, not like this.” “Hmph!” Thinking my mother was unfaithful, I angrily walked away, “Unless you can prove it!” The next day, I went to school without eating breakfast, I was still angry, and I ignored her and left. Two weeks passed like this, and my mother couldn’t take it anymore! At dusk, she suddenly grabbed my hand and led me to the small woods by the river where I had been watering the field that day and had been sprayed with water. I didn’t know what she was going to do, after all, I was still a teenager. Sure enough, it was that same sunken pit. My mother, wearing her long skirt from that day, glared at me angrily. "Fine, didn't you want me to prove it?" She lifted her skirt, revealing two large, snow-white breasts. Her full buttocks nestled into the pit as she lay down. Her panties, torn to one side, revealed long, white legs and a soft, dark vulva. The long skirt covered my mother's head. I knew she wanted me to lean against her vulva. I couldn't lean against her, but my swollen, purplish penis, glistening with clear semen, finally climbed on top. I was going to have my mother. My large penis, spitting out silver threads, approached my mother's dark forest. The instant it touched the soft labia between the valleys, my burning hot penis made her tremble. The sensation of flesh grinding against flesh felt so good, but she was my mother. I quickly pulled my penis away from her labia. "Continue," came my mother's firm command from within the long skirt. My enormous glans parted her labia majora, pressing against her labia minora as I slid upwards until I reached her protruding clitoris. Her buttocks, nestled in the groove, sculpted her vulva into a deep ravine. Unable to penetrate her, I slid down her labia, feeling an intense, visceral pleasure. Like an animalistic instinct for mating, she was now not just my mother, but the female I was mating with. Her vulva was meant to be filled with my semen, just like the groove between her full buttocks. A woman's vulva is meant to be touched, and even between mother and child, male and female must mate! "Gurgle, gurgle," I rubbed against her, until her vulva was soaking wet, making alluring sounds. Touching her breasts and grinding against her vulva, I finally couldn't resist the intense pleasure and ejaculated, leaving her vulva glistening with semen. Large drops of semen flowed down her full, beautiful buttocks. Exhausted, I collapsed into my mother's arms. My mother sat up and shoved me away. I quickly opened my eyes, thinking she was about to explode, but to my surprise, she still remembered the matter of proving her innocence. Pointing to her wet, white genitals, she asked, "Now you know I'm innocent, right? All this semen around your vagina is because you, like him, didn't penetrate me!" I was stunned by my mother's seriousness.However, being rational, I retorted, "Does that guarantee it won't flow like this after I insert it? I've never been inside a woman, and I've never seen what it looks like when ejaculation comes out of a woman's vagina. I'd better ask Dad." "No," my mother knew that if my father found out, she wouldn't be able to explain it, so she sighed, "Okay, Mom can let you lean on me, but you can't tell him about this, okay? Also, you're a virgin, and Mom might get pregnant if you lean on me like this. Mother and child can't be intimate through vaginas, so you can't ejaculate too deep, understand?" Although my mother made it very clear, I still looked at her blankly. "Sigh," the mother shook her head helplessly, still lifting her long skirt and pushing her wet panties aside. The valley, wet with the scent of my lovemaking, was a lush, glossy black forest, gleaming with a white light. "Damn it, didn't you want to see semen flowing from my body?" "My mother urged me, 'Oh!' So I held my limp penis and slid it back and forth between her vulva and labia for a full twenty minutes. My mother's vaginal fluids soaked her entire genitals, and the itching was unbearable. She made me lift my buttocks and spread my long legs for the first time. This time, the huge glans didn't just slide around, but rhythmically nibbled, from top to bottom. When it finally approached her vulva, my mother tensed up her legs, but unfortunately, she missed it. She didn't find her vaginal opening. My mother sighed, her body went limp, and the angle tilted. With a 'pop,' the glans slid into my mother's vagina and then slid out, creating the sound of genital grinding between mother and son. My mother lifted her long skirt, looking at our genitals that had just experienced intercourse with an incredulous expression. From the moment we slid into my mother's vagina, we truly began to be intimate." So, as expected, we watched helplessly as the head of my swollen, large penis slid into her vagina, slowly penetrating deeper. The burning heat of my penis startled my mother as she looked at me. Until I was fully inside her, watching my genitals deeply embedded within her, feeling the soft, gentle suction of her vaginal depths, I slowly withdrew to the entrance, then gradually pushed deeper until my testicles pressed against her snow-white buttocks. I didn't need her guidance during intercourse; I knew how to get close to her. The sounds of gushing, wet fluids mingled with the occasional popping of genitals. Over time, my mother finally began to moan intermittently. Her large breasts, rising and falling with each thrust, along with her long skirt fluttering in the night wind, created a vibrant and evocative atmosphere in the woods. This time, my mother and I slept together for almost an hour. Without warning, during my final, deep penetration, thick, clump-like semen gushed into my mother's vagina, filling it with a series of spurts, and then struggled to escape from the tightly joined genitals. My mother gently pushed me away. Our bodies, pressed together, were covered in a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, making her buttocks shine brightly. My large penis slowly withdrew, and with a "plop," waves of thick, yellowish semen gushed from her vagina, forming a small stream that flowed from her vulva down the contours of her buttocks and onto the grass. My mother was right; when you insert it and ejaculate inside, it flows out in a stream. Watching my son's large streams of semen flow from my mother's vagina, my penis became hard again. My mother smiled helplessly, then pulled her long skirt over her head again, wedging her full buttocks into the groove… [The End]

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