Possessing such a beauty as my mother

My incestuous relationship with my mother, a beauty like myself, truly began last year during the Spring Festival. I remember it clearly: it wasn't until the afternoon of New Year's Eve that my father returned home from out of town. He was carrying several large bags of cigarettes, alcohol, and various foods, looking triumphant and walking with a swagger, all because he had become a construction foreman and would be earning double his previous salary each month. That evening, my father made an exception and let me drink alcohol at the dinner table. Not only that, he also made my mother wear a newly bought bright red embroidered gold-threaded cheongsam and a pair of red high heels. My mother didn't say anything, did as she was told, and even put on light makeup and styled her hair in a beautiful bun. During the meal, I, who had never drunk alcohol before, drank almost half a bottle of red wine at my father's urging, while he got completely drunk. My mother and I finally managed to get him to bed, a process that inevitably involved physical contact between mother and son. In the middle of the night, I woke up feeling thirsty and went to get some water. As I passed my parents' room, I heard them making love. Actually, I hear it every year, but this time, those two short minutes aroused my sexual desire. Since high school—no, it should be after the day I graduated from junior high—I developed a fascination with sex, frequently masturbating by reading pornographic books or watching pornographic DVDs. When I went to high school in the county town, I was exposed to computers and all sorts of websites. From cautious initial attempts to extreme addiction and succumbing, it only took a few sleepless nights. From urban erotica to martial arts fantasy, and finally incestuous relationships, I gradually descended into the abyss of sin, unable to extricate myself. Every time I looked at incestuous novels and videos on my phone, every time I had a passionate ejaculation in bed, I never fantasized about my mother. Until that night, when I saw my mother in a cheongsam and high heels, I remembered what my classmate had said after I ejaculated on his mother for the last time on the day of my junior high graduation: "Your mother is so beautiful, don't you want to sleep with her?" In the darkness, my father finished quickly, then struggled for a few more minutes before rolling off my mother. I could vaguely see that my mother's hair was disheveled, and she was still wearing that cheongsam. After a soft sigh, she got out of bed, and I knew she was going to take a shower. Suppressing my thirst, I hid around the corner and watched my mother, wearing high heels, come out of the room. She glanced towards my bedroom before heading towards the bathroom. She was probably afraid I would hear the noise, but she had no idea that I was already hiding nearby, watching her. However, my mother didn't go directly to the bathroom; instead, she went into the toilet. I stealthily followed her and hid outside the door, listening to the sound of her wiping herself with tissues, swallowing hard. She must be wiping away what my father had ejaculated! While fantasizing about my mother's actions inside, I pulled down my pants, took out my penis, and was about to start masturbating when I heard my mother's voice coming from inside. "Who? Who's outside?" Her voice trembled; she was probably too nervous. I knew I'd been too loud and disturbed Mom, so I quickly said, "Mom, it's me, Mu Bai!" "Ah! It's...it's you? Why...why aren't you asleep yet?" Mom became even more nervous when she heard it was me; I could hear her frantically crumpling up a tissue and throwing it into the toilet. "I...I woke up needing to pee, so I got up to take care of it." I made up a flimsy excuse. "Mom, are you alright?" "Ah~yes...yes!" Mom was probably surprised by this embarrassing situation and became somewhat incoherent. "How about...how about you go outside?" I wasn't about to let this rare opportunity slip by, so I quickly said, "No, no, no! I can hold it in, Mom, you go first! I'll wait outside for a bit, besides, it's dark and cold outside, I'm terrified of the dark!" "Well...okay then!" Mom actually agreed! And so, I stood outside the toilet door, while Mom hid inside, separated only by the door. For a full three minutes, I didn't hear a sound; the entire space was eerily quiet. "Xiaobai... or... or you go first? Mom... Mom..." The rest was too embarrassing for her to say. I gave a curt "Mmm," though I already had my own thoughts in mind! "Click!" The bathroom door opened a crack, then more, more! I gripped my hard, throbbing penis, my eyes fixed on the slowly opening door until my mother was fully visible behind it. "Ah!" Seeing me outside, my mother screamed in terror! I seized the opportunity, stepping forward to block the door from closing with one hand and covering her mouth with the other. My mother was terrified, desperately trying to pry my hands off, her eyes filled with surprise and panic. I squeezed into the narrow bathroom, then closed the door behind me, pushing my mother onto the toilet, my hand still covering her mouth. "Mom, I...I want..." I licked my dry lips, panting, "I want..." Knowing what was about to happen, Mom shook her head violently, her eyes pleading, her hands pushing my body away forcefully. Driven by lust, I begged her, "Just once! Just this once!" "Waaah! Waaah!" Mom continued to shake her head, tears streaming down her face, which I caught with my hand. "Not even once? Just once is enough!" I was almost collapsing; my penis was so hard it felt like it was going to burst. If I didn't release soon, it would be ruined. "Waaah!" Mom clasped her hands together, begging me repeatedly, her little head shaking from side to side, her beautiful eyes overflowing with tears when she smiled. I ignored her pleas, pulled her close by the waist, then released her, kissing her lips before she could even cry out. My mother wasn't cooperating. She shook her head from side to side, and her hands, which I had pressed against her chest, pushed against my chest even harder. Her whole body was twisting and struggling, which undoubtedly aroused my animalistic desires even more! I grabbed my mother with one arm and reached into the high slit of her cheongsam with the other, groping around haphazardly. Unexpectedly, she wasn't wearing any underwear! The skin of her thighs was warm and smooth, and her pubic hair, stained with my father's semen and her own bodily fluids, clung to her mons pubis. My fingers poked around there a few times and found the passage that gave birth to me! When my fingers, aided by those bodily fluids, smoothly entered my mother's vagina, she trembled all over and cried out even louder. "Look, you're all wet down there! Is it Daddy's semen or your vaginal fluid? You must really want it!" I humiliated my mother with words, but my fingers didn't stop moving. I kept fiddling with my mother's vaginal muscles, and feeling her trembling in my arms gave me a strange pleasure! The mother and son remained in that position, engaged in a protracted tug-of-war in the confined space. My fingers penetrated deep into my mother's body; it was warm and slippery inside. It would feel amazing to insert them later! Thinking of this, I worked even harder, inserting two fingers directly, determined to scoop out all of my father's semen! "Ugh? Ugh! Ugh!" Suddenly, my mother began to writhe violently, her thighs swaying from side to side, finally clamping down with a long "woo" sound. The arms that had been pushing against my chest went limp. She had orgasmed! I felt a warm gush of fluid from my fingers inside her and quickly withdrew them. Then came a "splashing" sound, splashing onto my legs—I couldn't tell if it was urine or my mother's vaginal fluid. I held my limp mother, finally not trying to gag her anymore, because she had already fainted. I hadn't expected this outcome, so I could only hold her tightly, feeling her chest rise and fall, before I felt a little relieved. However, unable to resist my desire, I lifted her cheongsam, supporting her body with one hand and slowly approaching her with my penis in the other. My glans could already feel the pubic hair; one thrust was all it took to fully penetrate my mother's body. But I didn't do that. I simply rubbed my penis against her labia. Just that contact almost made me ejaculate! This is my own mother! The incestuous relationships between mothers and sons in novels and porn are all fake. This is really my mother! My biological mother who gave me life and raised me! Thinking of this, my heart raced, my breathing quickened, and my hand holding my penis trembled uncontrollably. "Hmm~" My mother finally woke up, slowly opening her eyes and exhaling a breath of stale air. "Mom?" I called softly, but immediately covered her mouth to stop her from crying out. "Shh! Don't get excited! If you wake Dad, we'll be in big trouble!" Hearing me mention her father, Mom became even more agitated and struggled again. I closed my eyes, feeling the pleasure emanating from my glans, and laughed. Only then did Mom realize what was happening. There was something hot pressing against her private parts between her legs. With each twist, her labia brushed against that thick, round head. As a wife, she knew exactly what it was—it was the glans of this beastly son! Seeing her son's expression of pure enjoyment, she shed tears of humiliation again, and her body stopped twisting erratically. As soon as Mom stopped, I opened my eyes...I looked at her pleading expression, smiled, and said, "Mom, is it comfortable?" Her flushed face was indistinguishable between sweat and tears; she just shook her head repeatedly, making soft, pleading sounds. "The best is yet to come!" I smiled wickedly. I pulled her close, and without any assistance, I used my glans to forcefully open the door to my home. Her labia were brutally parted by my glans, and then, with force, I thrust in! "Mmm!!!" Her eyes widened, staring intently at me, her gaze sharp and cold with hatred, but I ignored it in my arousal. My twelve-centimeter-long penis plunged all the way in, the smooth vaginal walls forcefully stretched open, the sensitive glans hitting an even softer spot. Almost simultaneously, both my mother and I felt an electric current pierce through our bodies. "Ah!" I cried out excitedly, feeling as if my soul had left my body, my whole being floating, my mind blank! Looking down at my mother again, oh, she had fainted again. And so, I began the most important sexual experience of my life—in this cramped bathroom, I ejaculated the most powerful, the fastest, and the most profusely of my life! As I pulled my penis out of my mother's vagina during her orgasm, thick, white semen mixed with her vaginal fluids gushed out, forming a large puddle on the floor… Having possessed such a beauty, I quickly regained my strength. My penis plunged back into my mother's vagina, I picked her up, left the bathroom, and walked towards my bedroom.

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