A-San's Lewd Records

Ah San was a middle school student. His father was away on business most of the year, and his mother worked in an
accounting department at a state-owned enterprise, which was quite leisurely. While their family wasn't wealthy,
they were considered relatively well-off for their neighborhood.

That year, during the Spring Festival, Ah San's father returned from visiting relatives. Seeing how popular computers were, he
bought one for Ah San, hoping it would help him study. He even set up internet access for him. However, both Ah San's parents
were computer illiterate. His mother was somewhat better; she could use a computer at work to create spreadsheets, but she had
never used the internet before.

Ah San sat down, fiddled with the computer for a while, and started surfing the web. He had actually spent time in internet cafes before
and had long wanted to ask his father for a computer. But his father seemed to have read his mind, browsing
the web while giggling and calling out "Good Dad!" to both his parents.

Ah San's father patted Ah San's head, praising his wife for her son's intelligence. Ah San's
mother was overjoyed and insisted on cooking something nice to reward Ah San.

After watching for a while, Ah San's parents went about their own business, but Ah San
remained . He used to spend most of his time in internet cafes playing games, but now he discovered there were so many fun
things to do online.

Ah San's father had gone back to another city after the New Year, and his mother continued her
monotonous . On the surface, Ah San seemed the same as before, except now he would
lock himself in his room after school and bury himself in the computer. His mother was worried about his health and initially scolded him,
but seeing his continued behavior, she let him be.

However, some strange changes were occurring in Ah San. His gaze became increasingly
timid , especially towards women, even his mother. His mother assumed it was
just puberty and a sign of shyness, and didn't think much of it.

Little did she know that it was because Ah San had accidentally stumbled upon a pornographic website while browsing the internet. Initially
, seeing the screen filled with women with large breasts and buttocks, striking provocative poses, he was so frightened that he
immediately closed the webpage. Sitting in front of the computer, staring at the empty monitor,
a nameless fire seemed to ignite within him , a fire that he couldn't extinguish.

Ah San sat there for a while, then, trembling, reached out and opened the webpage he'd just visited.
From that moment on, he felt like he'd entered a strange world he couldn't share with outsiders. This world filled him with satisfaction,
but also made him exceptionally sensitive.

However, as he spent more and more time online, his heart hardened,
and his initial fear gradually disappeared. Occasionally, he would even mock his initial timidity. After browsing many
websites, he realized that the site he'd initially visited was nothing special; it was just a place to browse pictures.

Later, he encountered many erotic novels, movies, and even forums where he could
connect with like-minded people.

Ah San read a lot, but ultimately found that novels were the most captivating, because they were a
world you could see and imagine things impossible in reality. He was particularly interested in erotic fiction, especially those
depicting the relationship between mothers and sons. The fire that had burned within him seemed never to have died down, only
hiding in a secret place, occasionally surfacing to gnaw at his soul.

Ah San loved his mother dearly; he felt she had suffered greatly. A woman in the prime of her life, yet
forced to spend her days alone. Moreover, because she had given birth to Ah San early, she was still under forty, still beautiful and
charming, past her prime. His mother had been a great beauty in her youth, but her
father had seduced her and married her when she was just beginning to experience love.

Ah San, having read so much online, discovered the wonderful pleasures women could offer,
and felt deeply sorry for his mother. He also harbored a longing for sex, but dared not approach
others , only setting his sights on his mother. He simply dared not admit this thought.

The internet and reality were different. Online, in novels, you could do whatever you wanted, even sleeping with every
beautiful woman in the world without resistance, but in reality, he wouldn't dare lay a finger on anyone.

Ah San's lust never subsided after going offline; on the contrary, it grew stronger. Especially after inadvertently
seeing his mother in her pajamas a few times, he broke out in a lot of acne on his face. He would often find
various excuses to stay in his mother's room at night. His mother was also lonely and naturally liked to have him keep her company, talking and
chatting. She was also very distressed by his acne and tried to find medicine to get rid of it, unaware that in Ah San
's heart, she was the most effective remedy.

Ah San would often secretly take out his mother's various underwear when she was not at home,
sniffing while masturbating, and then carefully putting them back. His mother never noticed,
and Ah San's boldness grew.

That night, Ah San stayed in his mother's room until very late. Before leaving, he knocked on the door but
deliberately did not lock it. His mother was already half asleep and naturally did not notice this.

Ah San returned to his room, tossing and turning in bed, terrified by his own audacity. He tried
to force himself to sleep, but his mind was unusually clear; he couldn't close his eyes. He felt
as if a drum was beating loudly in his heart and ears, encouraging him to carry out his plan.

He rolled out of bed, and despite his extreme caution, his slippers still made a "pat-pat"
sound his heart trembling with each sound.

He walked to his mother's bedroom door and gently pushed it open, but the door creaked open.
Ah San , feeling guilty, immediately jumped back in fright, standing frozen for a moment. There was no sound from inside, only
the even breathing of his mother, deep in sleep.

Ah San mustered his courage, quietly pulled his feet out of his shoes, left them by the door, and slipped into
the room .

It was the fourteenth of the lunar month, and the moonlight was bright. His mother liked to sleep with the curtains drawn, enjoying the moonlight in
her sleep .

The bright moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery glow on the floor. Bathed in it, Ah San
felt a slight coolness, and a sudden, inexplicable chill rose from his tailbone, creeping up his spine.
A light sheen of cold sweat began to bead on his forehead. But Ah San was burning with desire;
how could mere moonlight quell his pent-up rage?

Outside, it was the dead of night, utterly silent, not a breath of wind stirred. Only the bright moon hung high in
the sky, silently watching over everything in the room.

Because it wasn't too cold yet, Ah San's mother was only covered by a thin blanket, wearing a
beige silk nightgown. She was fast asleep, lying on her side, her two smooth, rounded
arms exposed outside the blanket. One hand was casually bent near her ear, while the other was bent across
her chest , her thumb and forefinger gently pinching her chin—a picture of a young girl. The blanket covered her to the knees,
and the nightgown concealed her calves, revealing only her soft, boneless ankles and two delicate, exquisite feet.

Ah San had never seen his mother like this before; she looked no less stunning than those beautiful photos he'd seen online
. His heart pounded even harder, and he couldn't help but let out a soft groan, his hand covering his
chest as if afraid his heart might leap out of his chest at the slightest provocation.

Ah San moved forward shakily; the few steps from the bed felt like
an eternity, a result of his intense inner turmoil.

Soon, he stood beside his mother's bed, gazing at her sleeping face. His mother was completely unaware
, lost in a sweet dream. In her daily life, she had a complex web of relationships; as a woman, she
lived primarily for her husband and son. Only in her dreams could she find her own world.

Her face was serene; thanks to her excellent skincare, her skin remained taut and
elastic , no less youthful than that of a typical young woman. She slept peacefully, her wavy hair curling in waves
, a few strands playfully escaping to her lips, rising and falling with each breath. She seemed to be dreaming
, a faint smile on her face, her eyelids fluttering with each deep breath.

Ah San stared, speechless. His mother was exceptionally beautiful in his eyes, like
a jade statue of a sleeping Guanyin. A sudden surge of sacred emotion welled up within him; he wanted to kneel and
worship . His eyes moistened, revealing hesitation mixed with a hint of madness. His hands
clenched tightly, knuckles cracking slightly.

He reached out tremblingly, then abruptly pulled his hand back. His eyes were filled with pain,
his breathing heavy and labored. But his mother remained oblivious, asleep.

Ah San pressed his right hand tightly to his mouth, afraid his pounding heart would
suddenly leap out, afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it and scream out. He bit down hard on
a piece of , but felt no pain. The veins in his hand bulged, and the muscles in his cheeks
trembled.

What was he doing? What did he want to do? This was his own mother, who had given him life and raised him!
Could his reasons truly make him feel at peace with himself? What would his mother do if she found out?

A fierce battle raged within Ah San. He thought he should turn around and go back to his room to sleep immediately, but his
feet seemed welded to the ground, unable to move. His eyes were filled with pain, yet simultaneously radiated a burning desire
towards his sleeping mother's body.

Ah San closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, calmed his heartbeat somewhat, looked at his mother, and
finally , with trembling hands, reached out.

He gently lifted a corner of the blanket, pulled it aside. Although his mother's arm was draped over the blanket, it
was weak. Seeing that his mother's lower abdomen and below were already exposed, Ah San stopped, then
quietly lifted the hem of her nightgown.

Ah San's mother, perhaps feeling a chill in her sleep, curled up her legs and crossed
them. This nearly scared Ah San to death. He quickly loosened her skirt,
squatted down beside his mother's bed, and held his breath.

After a long while, Ah San dared to lift his head to look at his mother, but she didn't react at all, still
deeply immersed in her dream. He couldn't help but curse himself for being so cowardly and yet wanting to do such a foolish thing. He stood
up again, this time feeling suddenly much bolder.

He lifted his mother's nightgown again and slowly pulled the hem of the skirt up. Because
the mattress was soft, even though Ah San's mother's legs were pressed against the skirt, it was still easy to pull it off.

Ah San carefully flipped the lifted part of the skirt over his mother's chest, while the lower part had already piled up at her
hips. Ah San's mother's skin was very well-maintained, smooth and fair, and her thighs were quite
full, yet still very elastic. Underneath her nightgown, she wore a pale pink, plain-colored pair of wide-brimmed panties
that completely covered the tops of her thighs and that mysterious area, only vaguely revealing the
dark bulge. Her large buttocks were tightly wrapped, making them appear exceptionally full.

Ah San stared at his mother's fair, tender thighs, his mind
racing he could control. At that moment, he truly wanted to
pounce on his mother's body, just like in those books, and according to those books, even if his mother woke up, he should take advantage of the situation and
have some fun with her. But he didn't dare to try, he didn't even dare to breathe, afraid of waking his mother.

He felt his mouth dry and parched, wanting to embrace his mother's thighs and touch them, to kiss
them , but he could only stand there silently, his eyes conveying his feelings.

He finally mustered his courage, forcing himself to remain calm. He reached out and, pinching the top of
her underwear , gently pulled it down. His mother's legs were intertwined, clamping the underwear tightly.
He managed to pull it down a little, but then couldn't go any further. Though anxious, he dared not use too much force.

The underwear was pulled down slightly, revealing his mother's abdomen and the tops of her thighs, and a tuft of dark pubic hair
peeked out from between her legs.

Ah San held onto the edge of the underwear, unwilling to let go but unable to pull it down any further. He was anxious but
didn't know what to do.

Just then, his mother, seemingly feeling discomfort in her legs and a chill in her body, stretched out her
legs and kicked them. She groped for the blanket and covered herself again, but turned over, becoming supine.
Facing upwards, her hands gripped the top edge of the blanket at her collar. But with this movement, her legs were already spread apart, stretched straight
and parallel.

Ah San's hands hurriedly followed his mother's body, never letting go of her underwear. His hands were covered
by but with each shift and turn of her body, he seized the opportunity and slowly pulled it down. Then,
his hands remained motionless underneath.

Ah San's mother, however, was completely unaware. Only the rubbing of her thighs against her underwear as it was pulled down
caused a slight itch, and her legs involuntarily rubbed together a couple of times, making it easier for Ah San to pull the underwear down to
her ankles, and then gently tug it off.

Holding his mother's underwear in his hands, Ah San's heart pounded wildly, and he
felt wash over him.

The cotton underwear felt incredibly soft in his hands, and more importantly,
it still retained the warmth of his mother's body.

Ah San held the underwear in his hands, burying his face deep within it, inhaling his mother's
scent , and tears welled up in his eyes. These were his mother's underwear! He finally had the chance to smell
the scent of his mother's most intimate place, and it was so fresh!

Ah San stuffed the underwear into his mouth, biting down tightly, afraid he might choke
out. The unique, pungent odor of the underwear, like seaweed, enveloped him,
intensifying his lust.

Ah San felt his genitals throbbing painfully. He couldn't help but reach into his shorts and grasp
his penis. He found it burning like fire, yet also like a
steel rod forged through countless trials. The cool touch brought some comfort.

Ah San bit down on his mother's underwear, making a "crunching" sound from the force.

His hand, gripping his penis, could no longer restrain himself, and he began to masturbate inside his shorts.

But little did he know that, firstly, his mind had been highly tense all night, and secondly, he
was too excited to resist having obtained his mother's underwear. He could
n't even masturbate properly before he found himself unable to hold back any longer. However, his hand was already stuck, so he moved even faster.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he let out a hoarse moan, but it was muffled by the underwear and barely audible.
His legs trembled, and he ejaculated all over his hand and shorts.

Ah San quickly pulled his hand away, wiped it on his pants, carefully helped his mother put
her underwear , and fled back to his room, pulling the covers over his head and falling into a deep sleep.

(Middle)

After the incident, Ah San lived in fear for several days, afraid that his mother would find out. But
seeing that his mother remained unchanged, his courage returned, and his desire became increasingly
uncontrollable. He secretly sneaked into his mother's room several times at night, but at the last moment, he never had
the courage to pounce. He could only silently endure the inner torment, waiting for an opportunity.

Ah San's mother had also been quite busy lately. A sudden inspection
team from her company's upper management had come to check the company's accounts, causing widespread anxiety and speculation.

As the main financial officer, Ah San's mother was naturally overwhelmed with work, even having
to attend social events in the evenings, so she couldn't pay much attention to Ah San.

That evening, Ah San was reading an article about date rape on his computer when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
He quickly closed the article and ran to open the door.

He found two young women dressed as hotel staff supporting his mother outside. It turned out
the inspection team had concluded that the company's finances were fine. Ah San's mother, as the hero,
was naturally the center of attention at the celebration banquet. In her excitement, she couldn't resist drinking a few too many drinks. Later, she became so drunk
she couldn't even go home. Her boss sent two hotel staff members to take her home.

Ah San helped his mother from the staff and thanked the two girls. He closed the door, but his heart began
to pound.

His mother's body slumped against his shoulder, and he deliberately wrapped one of her arms around his
neck so that his bent elbow could rest against her soft breast, sending electric shocks
through his body.

Ah San trembled, supporting his mother's body, standing frozen in the doorway. The
smell of filled his nostrils, stimulating his senses.

Ah San's heart raced, a mixture of excitement and fear. He didn't know whether to thank God for
this opportunity or to resent Him; he felt his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Just then, Ah San's mother groaned hoarsely in his ear, "Water! Water!"

Ah San quickly helped his mother inside, wanting to settle her down first.

As they passed through the living room, his mother's foot snagged on the sofa, causing her to slump down.
Ah San, caught off guard, also collapsed onto his mother.
Her arms were still around his neck, her two soft yet firm breasts pressed against his back.

Ah San pulled his mother's arms away, trembling as he turned around. He saw that his middle-aged mother, now
drunk , appeared incredibly alluring. Normally she was dignified, but now her hair was disheveled,
her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were hazy, completely unaware of her surroundings.

Ah San's mother waved her hand in the air, groaned "Water!", and as she fell, she pulled
Ah San into her arms.

Ah San's Adam's apple bobbed laboredly a few times. Finally, he mustered his courage and leaned forward,
brushing his tongue in his mouth, then sticking it out to lick his mother's dry lips.

Ah San's mother's lips were already dry and cracked, but now,
moistened . She opened her beautiful mouth and sucked Ah San's tongue in, making "slap, slap" sounds as she sucked on it with relish
. Ah

San was overwhelmed with pleasure, no longer caring about anything else. All the remaining ideals in his mind were burned away by lust . He deeply inhaled the aroma of wine from his mother's mouth while his tongue swirled in her mouth, savoring the taste of her lips. Ah San's hands couldn't help but become unruly, grasping and kneading his mother's breasts. His mother was wearing an elastic bra, but Ah San didn't care about that, just kept rubbing them.

Ah San's mother, already feeling unbearably hot from being drunk, felt
even more agitated as Ah San kissed and caressed her breasts. It was as if her entire body was on fire, or as if tiny insects were crawling all over her
. She pushed Ah San away and instead reached for her chest, unbuttoning her shirt.

Ah San, initially thinking his mother had sobered up, was terrified. He stood there for a closer look,
but that wasn't the case at all. His eyes gleamed with greed as he watched his mother's actions. His Adam's apple
bobbed rapidly in his throat.

Ah San's mother, however, readily unbuttoned her shirt. Although she felt a little cooler, she was still unbearably hot.
She couldn't help but sit up, tearing her clothes off and throwing them aside, before
collapsing back onto the sofa.

Her eyes were closed, her nostrils flared, her face flushed with drunkenness, and her thin lips parted slightly
with each breath. She lay flat on the sofa, her face turned towards Ah San. One hand rested
on her stomach, the other dangling over the edge of the sofa. Only half of her leg was on the sofa, her foot
dangling in the air; the strap of her shoe had come undone, leaving only the toes hanging loosely. The other leg simply
dragged on the floor.

Her upper body clothing had just been ripped off, leaving only two high, firm breasts covered by two
pure white elastic bras and four white straps. Her upper body skin, originally fair, now had a touch of pink due to
her intoxication . Her abdomen was full but without any excess fat,
and although her waist was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, it still had a crescent-shaped curve.

For a woman nearing forty, to still have such a figure was truly rare! No wonder Ah San wasn't interested in other
women ; how many girls could achieve such beauty!

Ah San's mother was wearing white trousers tinged with light yellow, a thin snakeskin belt wrapped around her
waist. The trousers were pulled up high, revealing only half of her round navel. On her feet were a pair of casual sandals,
one of which was almost kicked off.

Ah San's heart burned with desire, as if hundreds of cat claws were scratching at him. He
breathed heavily, walked forward, threw away the sandal that was hanging in the air, then squatted down and
placed his trembling hands on his mother's belt.

The belt was a common style and was easily pulled off. He then tremblingly unbuttoned his mother's trousers
, pulled the zipper, and his mother's trousers were off. Ah San gently lifted his mother's legs, placing them
on his own, and then, trembling, pulled down his mother's trousers.

Ah San's mother probably sensed someone touching her, and impatiently raised her hand and waved it a couple of times, but then
let it fall back down.

Ah San almost held his breath. His mother's thighs radiated a burning heat. Her legs were
full , yet the flesh was well-proportioned, and the overall shape was quite slender. Today, his mother was wearing a pair of thin white silk
panties with delicate embroidery, and her vulva was vaguely visible underneath.

Ah San quietly lowered his mother's legs, but she mumbled something, shifted her body a few
times towards the sofa, turned her back, and placed her legs on the sofa, crossed. But this exposed her large
buttocks to Ah San. The small silk panties couldn't cover her large buttocks at all, but they were stretched
taut by her buttocks, making them very sexy.

Ah San reached down to his mother's back and laboriously unhooked her bra. The bra immediately sagged, and
his mother's two breasts immediately emerged like steamed white buns, steaming hot.
Each white bun had a large brown date on top, making one want to take a bite out of it.

Ah San exhaled heavily, trying his best to suppress the urge to pounce on her. He
grabbed his mother's shoulders, trying to turn her body around. Ah San's mother struggled impatiently a few times, but unable
to break free, she had no choice but to obediently turn around. Ah San then easily removed her bra.

However, with his mother lying on her side and her legs crossed, removing her underwear was another
problem . Ah San hesitated for a moment, then bent down and moved his mother's hands away from her chest. He grasped
the base of one breast with one hand, then opened his mouth wide and took it in, squeezing hard with his hand and sucking hard with his mouth, while his arm gently rubbed
the other breast. His other hand slid smoothly down his mother's back, slipped into her underwear, and kneaded his mother's
plump, white buttocks.

Ah San's mother let out a pleasurable "Oh..." In her hazy state, she felt
as if , causing intense itching. She wanted to scratch, but didn't know
where to begin. Her chest felt alternately full and painful.

Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around Ah San's head, pressing his face tightly against her breasts.
Her body was unbearably itchy, and she didn't know what to do, so she lay flat on her back, legs
spread wide, trying to straighten them.

Ah San struggled to free his head from his mother's grasp. Having achieved his goal, he pulled down his underwear
carefully . His mother's large vulva was now exposed before him. Perhaps due to the excessive drinking that evening
, her genitals exuded a unique and intoxicating fragrance.

His mother's pubic hair was sparse and short, but her labia were thick and wide.
Because she had given birth, her vaginal opening was no longer closed like a young girl's, but rather a small, round hole,
through which the pinkish flesh inside could be vaguely seen. However, because his mother didn't have much sexual activity, the muscles of her vulva
didn't appear relaxed at all; every part was still very elastic.

Ah San stood there for a moment, calming his panic, and without hesitation, reached out
to part carefully examine this most wondrous part of a woman. Although he had seen so many
pictures online and close-up photos of genitals, he had never seen a real woman's vulva before
. The

moment Ah San's hand touched her labia, his mother jerked upwards like a startled rabbit.

This time, Ah San didn't hesitate. He grabbed his mother's legs and pulled them around his waist, then buried his head
and licked her labia with the tip of his tongue.

In her hazy state, Ah San's mother felt a tingling itch in her lower body. Instinctively, she reached out to scratch, only to grab a
furry head. Without thinking, she pressed her hand down, burying Ah San's face between her legs.
Ah San's wide-open mouth perfectly enveloped his mother's labia, and he couldn't help but suckle.

Ah San's mother felt a little more comfortable, but this comfort also made her feel extremely uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but
let out "oh...oh..." sounds, pressing Ah San's head even lower with her hands.

Ah San felt like he could hardly breathe; the aroma of alcohol mixed with the dampness of the woman's genitals
assaulted his nostrils, making him feel like he was going crazy. But he still couldn't bear to leave his mother's
genitals, panting heavily as he sucked on her labia even more vigorously, occasionally sticking his tongue
into the deep crevice, greedily licking the tender flesh inside.

Ah San's mother felt as if she had returned to her childhood, her mother bathing her with water
. But suddenly, she remembered that her mother had been gone for many years, and that no
one in this world would love her like that anymore. She could only force herself to be strong, and a deep sorrow welled up in her heart, causing her to sob softly.

Hearing this, Ah San recalled the woman's reaction described in the book and exclaimed, "Just as I thought! Mom can't
hold back anymore and has started moaning!" He then buried himself even more in his work, his tongue darting inside her vagina
until it hurt, while his hands scratched at the base of her thighs.

Ah San's mother sobbed for a while, but felt incredibly comfortable all over, as if someone was giving
her a massage, especially in her genitals, where waves of sensation felt like electric currents. She
felt light as if she were floating in the clouds, and involuntarily spread her legs wide to allow Ah San to serve her
more comfortably, exhaling breaths brimming with desire.

As Ah San sucked, he gradually felt his mouth and tongue becoming increasingly moist. He stopped and looked down, only to see
the tender flesh of his mother's vaginal opening undulating, slowly releasing a thick, white fluid that resembled the yogurt he usually
drank . Overjoyed, he knew his mother was aroused. He lowered his head and carefully licked the fluid from
his mother, not wanting to waste a single drop. The liquid tasted sweet, a hundred times better than yogurt, and Ah San
licked it with even greater relish.

Meanwhile, Ah San's mother felt unbearably hot all over. Her genitals, which had been experiencing waves of pleasure,
suddenly felt like the electricity was running low, occasionally throbbing against her vulva, but no longer relieving the itch.
She couldn't help but groan anxiously a few times, not knowing what she wanted to say. She just thrashed about,
grabbing and kicking her legs wildly, almost knocking Ah San to the ground.

Ah San straightened up, looking at his mother, who was exactly as described in the book. She was now
overcome with , longing for a large penis to penetrate her vagina. He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion; after waiting so
many days, he could finally fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Ah San whispered, "Mom, don't worry, your own son is here to give you happiness!" In a flash
, he stripped himself naked.

Ah San's mother, in a daze, felt as if she were back on her wedding night,
just like Ah San's father, tormented to the point of wanting to cry and laugh, yet unable to cry or laugh, only able to groan
hoarsely .

Ah San spread his mother's legs, climbed onto the sofa, and knelt between them. He
slowly lowered his body, pressing against his mother's chest, and opened his mouth to kiss her dry lips.

In a daze, Ah San's mother saw Ah San's father, naked, pressing down on her.
She blushed deeply, but tightly embraced his back, trying to close the gap between them.
It felt so familiar... Could this really still be their wedding night?

Ah San, kissing his mother's lips, lifted his buttocks, placed one hand between his legs,
grasped his penis, aimed, and thrust downwards forcefully.

Ah San's mother felt her vagina suddenly filled with something warm and hard. She wanted to
moan, but Ah San's mouth was full, so she could only mumble "Mmm...mmm..." After the hard object
moved a few times inside her, she felt as if her soul was ascending to heaven.

In a daze, Ah San's mother vaguely sensed something was wrong, but her body had no control over her.
Waves of soreness, numbness, tingling, and itching sensations surged from her vagina, impacting her very soul. She tried to figure out
what was wrong, but the more she thought about it, the more her head throbbed. She decided to stop thinking and simply enjoy
the fleeting .

Ah San, on the other hand, was flushed and breathing heavily. He remembered reading about protagonists with huge, irresistible
penises could make any woman submit. While he had benefited from
this, it was all just theory, not real-life experience. He was impatient and immediately began thrusting forcefully. He
felt like he was about to ejaculate, but thankfully he remembered what he had learned and managed to control his impulse.

Ah San's mother, however, was like parched land finally receiving rain. She had always been under extreme self-suppression, and now,
fueled by alcohol, her desires were uncontrollable. While the thrusting felt pleasurable, it wasn't enough
. She held Ah San tightly in her arms, her large buttocks swaying wildly upwards.

Ah San had a bad feeling, but he had already lost control of the rhythm. He tried to press down on his mother's body, but he
could n't. How could this newborn calf possibly fight against this ravenous old wolf? Before long, Ah San
felt his head starting to spin.

He steeled himself, thinking, "Why worry about all that? The point of sex is to feel good!" He stopped trying
to control himself and thrust his large penis forcefully in and out of his mother's vagina, fully
enjoying the pleasure of riding on her body.

After a while, Ah San felt his urge to ejaculate growing stronger. Remembering what he had read in a book, he quickly
stood up, pulled his wet penis out of his mother's vagina, stood on the ground, and then,
facing his mother's lips, his penis trembled. A thick stream of white
fluid spurted from the bare glans, landing on his mother's cheeks, mouth, and even some trembling
onto .

In a daze, Ah San's mother only felt a cool sensation on her lips. She involuntarily stuck out her tongue, licked
it , and put it in her mouth. A few drops of semen occasionally dripped into her slightly parted lips, landing
on her white teeth.

Ah San's mother felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her body, although her vagina suddenly felt empty.
Unable to bear it, yet the soreness and numbness throughout her body made her unwilling to think any further, and she drifted off to sleep.

Ah San ejaculated on his mother's face, panting heavily as he sat down on the sofa to rest .
But as soon as he sat down, he realized his body felt as if all his bones had been removed; he didn't want to move anymore. His head
tilted to one side, and he fell asleep, his head resting on his mother's leg.

(Continued)

Ah San (Tragedy) He

was in a daze, not knowing how long he had slept. Ah San felt a sharp pain in his neck, opened his eyes,
and saw that he was asleep, his head resting on one of his mother's thighs, his hand on the top of her thigh. His

mother's leg was under his head, while the other leg was on his shoulder, her pink
vulva facing his nose. She was fast asleep. The semen on his face had congealed, leaving
white streaks.

Ah San moved his arms, untying his mother's legs from his body and placing them on the ground. He then shook
his neck a few times, gradually clearing his head.

He suddenly remembered what he had done, and his heart tightened. He thought to himself that when his mother woke up and discovered what had happened,
she might break his neck. But then he thought again, he had already done it, and he was his mother's son.
He had done it for his mother's future sexual happiness, and even if she was angry, she wouldn't do anything. Besides,
according to the books he had read, his mother should now accept this relationship and become his secret lover.

Thinking of this, Ah San couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Looking back at his mother's sleeping posture, she had
the image of a languid noblewoman, but her legs were wide open, and her vulva was constantly breathing, enticing him to try it. His
desire was burning again.

Thinking about how he had just surrendered to his mother without lasting long, how could he possibly give
her sexual happiness in the future? As he thought about this, his penis, unable to bear the loneliness, became erect again, eager to try.

Ah San thought, "Why not go all the way? I've already done it once or twice." So he grabbed his mother's leg on
the sofa , lifted it high above her head, and pulled her body to lie on her side. Then he put one foot
on the sofa armrest, and with the other foot on the ground, he half-squatted, using his knee to brace against the edge of the sofa. Then he
aimed his penis at his mother's open vagina and thrust it straight in.

This time he was smarter; after inserting his penis, he didn't rush to use force. Instead, he used a clever push and twist,
then slowly pulled out, and then forcefully thrust it in again.

Ah San's mother was immersed in a beautiful dream. She dreamed that she was naked,
bathing in a clear pond in a beautiful garden. Her skin was still as
delicate as a young girl's. But just then, she felt something fleshy, like a snake, suddenly slither into
her vagina from underwater. She cried out in surprise and woke up.

Although she had drunk a lot that night, a considerable amount of time had passed. After being vigorously penetrated by Ah San,
she was covered in a light sweat, and the effects of the alcohol had mostly worn off.

However, when she opened her eyes, she felt as if she were still dreaming. Her son, Ah San,
was standing naked before her, and she felt a burning sensation in her vagina. She was startled,
not knowing what was happening.

Ah San, unaware that his mother was awake, continued his vigorous thrusting, his hips spinning
and pulling her legs in the air, causing them to swing wildly.

Ah San's mother felt a rush of heat to her head and instantly understood what was happening.
She let out a heart-wrenching scream, the sound so eerie and
pitiful lifted her dangling leg and kicked Ah San away with all her might, then sat up shakily.

Just as Ah San was filled with excitement, he was suddenly kicked to the ground. Seeing his mother already sitting on
the sofa , he felt guilty and immediately sat down on the floor, not daring to lift his head, his body trembling. But his
penis wouldn't go limp; it stood erect, still glistening with the vaginal fluid from his mother's vagina.

Ah San's mother trembled, pointing at him, and it took her a while to calm her breathing and speak
.

"San'er, you beast! I'm your mother!" Her voice was filled with disbelief, yet
an unavoidable sorrow and desolation.

Hearing his mother's pitiful words, Ah San felt a pang of sorrow. He took two steps forward, knelt before her,
and cried, "Mom! I was confused for a moment, I was confused for a moment!"

Ah San's mother, however, had already sobered up. She kicked Ah San to the ground again, cursing, "You were confused for a moment?

I knew you stole my underwear all along, but I thought you were just going through puberty. But, but I never
imagined you could do such a beastly thing to your own mother!" As she spoke, she burst into tears
, hating herself for what sins she had committed in her past life to have given birth to such a rebellious son.

Ah San, now completely bewitched, became bolder upon seeing his mother cry. He stood up,
stepped forward and took his mother's shoulders, saying, "Mom, don't cry. Yes, I've long wanted to make love to you
because I don't want you to be so lonely. I can give you love too!" Ah San's mother, who was weeping with her face covered,
looked up at his words and was immediately struck by the sight of Ah San's penis dangling in front of her
. Enraged, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

Ah San covered his face and took a step back, still arguing, "Mom, even if you hit me, I still say it: you are a
woman , and I am a man. I know you are lonely, and you need a man!" Hearing this, Ah San's mother
stopped crying, but her heart was completely cold. She couldn't understand when her crying child
had developed such an evil heart. She felt utterly hopeless, with no hope left for the rest of her life.

Ah San continued babbling on, "Mom, from now on, we'll be lovers at home, and
pretend we're still the same outside. We can get what we want, and only we know the truth. What's wrong with that
?"

Ah San's mother waved her hand wearily and said, "Go back to your room. If you say another word,
I'll kill myself right here in front of you." Ah San dared not say anything more, but he still pouted and refused to leave.

Ah San's mother suddenly jumped up, as if she had gone mad, waving her hands and shouting, "Get out! Get out!
You beast, get out!" She rushed forward, trying to tear Ah San apart.

Ah San hurriedly ran back to his room, slamming the door shut, not even daring to pick up his pants.

Ah San's mother stood naked in the living room, seemingly in a daze, only two streams of hot tears
falling "plop, plop" to the floor. Under the lamplight, her naked body made her fair
skin appear like a work of art, but her face held an expression of utter sorrow. Most eerily,
traces of Ah San's debauchery remained on her face.

For so many years, Ah San's mother had strived to maintain her chastity. As a
woman separated from her husband, she had encountered many temptations, some of which had quite moved her, but as a woman,
she knew how important her reputation was. Who could have imagined that in one night, her years of chastity would be
shattered? Even more absurdly, the one who raped her while she was drunk was none other than her own son! What a joke!

It was truly the most absurd, unbelievable, and heartbreaking joke in the world!

Ah San's mother wished she were still hungover, the cool night breeze seeming
to mock the absurdity of the scene. She grabbed her hair, pulling and tugging, clumps
of hair tearing from her scalp, yet feeling no pain. The physical pain
was insignificant compared to the emotional torment.

While pulling her hair, she slapped her face repeatedly
, laughing wildly at the absurdity of the world. The laughter echoed in the quiet night,
like a legendary sorceress descending to earth, or an owl tearing apart its prey. In the distance ,
the cry of a baby came from a house.

Hearing the distant cry, Ah San's mother seemed to snap out of her
daze She remembered Ah San when he was born, often crying like this at night.

How adorable Ah San was then! But now, thinking back, Ah San's mother suddenly flipped
the coffee table in the living room, the glass on it smashing heavily to the ground and shattering.

Ah San, trembling in his room, listened to his mother crying and screaming in the living room. He hadn't expected his mother
's reaction to be so intense, and it was nothing like what he'd read in books! Who could tell him what was
happening? What should he do? He wanted to kneel before his mother and beg her to stop crying, but he
didn't have the courage. He was afraid his mother would strangle him in her rage.

Ah San's mother was also startled by the sound of the overturned coffee table. She stood frozen for a moment, then turned
to grab her clothes, picked them up but threw them on the ground. Naked, she ran into the bathroom, turned on
the shower, and let the water pound against her body.

Water poured down from above as Ah San's mother scrubbed herself vigorously, her skin turning red
and then white. But whether it was running water or washing her hands, even if it could wash away the stains on her body,
how could it wash away the shame in her heart?

Ah San's mother scrubbed for a while, then gave up on this futile effort, plopped down on the floor,
and two streams of tears flowed from her eyes, mingling with the rushing water and running down her body.

Ah San, hearing no more noise outside, mustered his courage and pushed open the door. He heard his mother
bathing in the bathroom and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "It's so much better that Mom can calm down and take a bath. That madness
just now was truly terrifying." He picked up his clothes scattered on the floor and ran into his room. Although
he was still uneasy, he was no longer so afraid.

Lying in bed, he wanted to think carefully about what had happened that day, but
after the rape and the shock, he was already mentally and physically exhausted. As soon as he lay down, and with his worry about his mother lessened, he
drifted off to sleep. However, when he went into his room, he forgot to close his door.

Ah San's mother sat on the ground for an unknown amount of time, feeling her legs grow numb.
Overwhelmed with emotion and a torrent of thoughts, she reflected on her life, feeling as if it were all a dream. Her husband
was rarely home, and her family life was practically nonexistent. She had just managed to clean up a mountain of debts at work, and if they were
ever investigated, she would be in trouble again. Her life's hope—her son, Ah San—had done such a thing! Enough, enough,
enough!

What's the point of living?

Thinking this, she calmed down somewhat. She stood up, went to the kitchen, and took out a
long-handled knife she usually used for peeling fruit. Just as she was about to go to the bathroom, she noticed Ah San's room door was open.
Her anger surged again. It was all because of this unfilial son, causing such trouble. Since she was going to die,
why let him remain in this world as a menace? Let her take him with her! Perhaps in another world,
he would become that obedient and adorable little Ah San again.

Lost in thought, Ah San's mother had already walked to Ah San's door without stopping. The living room light cast a long shadow of her body on
the wall , shimmering with a bewitching aura.

She pushed open the door and went in. Seeing Ah San already asleep, clutching his blanket, she felt even more pity.
She thought, "What a little beast! He's done such a thing, yet he can still sleep soundly." She raised the knife high, ready to strike,
but just as the blade reached Ah San's face, she couldn't bring herself to cut him
. In his sleep, Ah San still looked as innocent and kind as ever.

Her hand trembled, she waved it a few times, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to do such a thing to her son. She could only
think

, "So be it. I'll go alone. You must suffer in this world." Without further hesitation, she turned and left Ah San's door, entering the bathroom. She closed the bathroom door tightly,
placed aside, filled the bathtub with water, and then rinsed herself thoroughly under the shower
. Holding the knife, she stepped into the bathtub.

The Indian mother smiled wryly, revealing a captivating charm. She lay back, her head resting on
the edge . Holding a knife in her right hand, she pressed it against her left wrist and forcefully slashed downwards. She felt a
sharp pain, followed by a feeling of immense relief.

Soon, she felt herself floating again, this time truly free and unrestrained,
with nothing holding her back.

The Indian mother's head gradually sank into the water, water gushing from her left wrist, turning the tub
red . Yet, even in this red water, one could vaguely see a
relieved, liberated smile on her face.

(Part 2)

Ah San (Comedy)

Ah San was in a daze, not knowing how long he had slept. He felt a sharp pain in his neck, opened
his eyes , and found himself with his head resting on his mother's thigh, his hand on the top of her thigh,
asleep in a slumped position.

One of his mother's legs was under his head, while the other was on his shoulder, her pink
vulva right in front of his nose. She was fast asleep. The semen that had been sprayed on his face had congealed, leaving
white streaks.

Ah San moved his arms, unloading his mother's legs from his body onto the ground, and then shook
his neck a few times, gradually clearing his head.

He suddenly remembered what he had done, and his heart tightened. He thought to himself that when his mother woke up and discovered what had happened,
she might break his neck. But then he thought, he had already done it, and he was his mother's son.
He had done this for his mother's future sexual happiness; even if she was angry, she wouldn't do anything about it. Besides,
according to the books he'd read, his mother should have tacitly accepted this relationship and become his secret lover.

Thinking of this, Ah San couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Looking back at his mother's sleeping posture, a
picture of languid elegance, her legs wide open, her vulva constantly moving, enticing him to try it out. His
lust reignited.

Thinking about how he'd only just given up on his mother, how could he possibly give
her sexual happiness after this? Even as he pondered this, his penis, restless and eager, began to rise again.

Ah San thought, "Why not go all the way? I've already done it once or twice." So he grabbed his mother's leg on
the sofa , lifted it high above her head, pulled her body to her side, then placed one foot
on the sofa armrest, and squatted on the ground with his other knee against the edge of the sofa.
He then aimed his penis at his mother's open vulva and thrust it in.

This time he was smarter. After inserting his penis, he didn't rush to use force. Instead, he used a clever push and
twist, then slowly pulled out before forcefully thrusting it back in.

Ah San's mother was immersed in a beautiful dream. She dreamt that she was naked,
bathing in a clear pond in a beautiful garden. Her skin was as delicate as a young girl's
. But suddenly, she felt something fleshy, like a snake, slither into
her vagina from underwater. She gasped and woke up.

Although she had drunk a lot that night, a considerable amount of time had passed. After Ah San's
thrusting , she was covered in a light sweat, and the effects of the alcohol had mostly worn off.

But when she opened her eyes, it felt as if she were still dreaming. Her son, Ah San, was standing naked
in front of her, and she felt a burning sensation in her vagina. She immediately understood
what had happened. She wanted to struggle, but her legs had no strength; she only felt waves of
unbearable .

Ah San's mother groaned, "San'er, what are you doing!" As soon as she spoke, she realized
her voice sounded less like reproach and more like a seductive moan.

This startled Ah San. Seeing his mother open her eyes and stare at him, he suddenly
became calm. Hearing his mother's question, he quickly came up with a plan: "Mom, you were drunk yesterday. I helped
you inside, but you fell on top of me, touching and biting me. I couldn't resist, so..." As he spoke, he
continued thrusting his large penis in and out of his mother's vagina.

Ah San's mother, in her hazy state, didn't remember what had happened. Hearing Ah San's explanation, she blushed deeply with shame
and was speechless, forgetting that Ah San was still thrusting his penis into her vagina.
Although she forgot to tell Ah San to stop, the sensations in her body, now fully awake, were
a hundred times clearer than when she was drunk. She felt her whole body become limp and weak with each thrust of Ah San's penis, yet the pleasure grew stronger with
each .

Ah San continued, "Mom, I know you're lonely most of the time. I've wanted to
repay you this way for a long time, but I've never had the chance to tell you."

Ah San's mother clenched her teeth, but still couldn't help letting out a groan of extreme pleasure. She felt even more
ashamed and said, "But San'er, no matter what, I am still your mother! Doing this is a heinous
crime!"

San'er argued, "But I feel even more sorry for your loneliness! Mom, I've grown up, I'm
a mature man now, and you are just a woman, you should have everything a woman has! I will give
you all of this, I will love you forever!"

San'er's mother couldn't help but sigh, saying, "What a sin! What a sin! San'er, this time it was
my fault, just this once, I'll give in to you, but you must never have such thoughts again."

San'er, however, lifted his mother's legs and shook them wildly, pouting, "No! Mom, doing it once is the same
as doing it many times, you see, I can already give you sexual happiness! You no longer have to endure physical loneliness."
As he spoke , he forcefully thrust his penis into his mother's vagina a few times, penetrating deep into her core.

San'er's mother felt as if her soul was about to fly away; she hadn't tasted such pleasure in so many years
.

Hearing Ah San's words, she couldn't help but feel a pang of
sadness single-handedly raised Ah San from a helpless infant into this grown man,
bearing all the hardships alone. Ah San's father had been away for many years, and the family was the same with or without him. She, a woman alone,
had truly endured hardship all these years, spending countless nights buried under the covers, gritting her teeth and enduring
the desires of her body.

Ah San's mother then thought back to tonight, feeling a chill of fear. Luckily, she had lost her composure in front of Ah San; if it had happened in front of
others , she would have been drowned in gossip. Thinking of this, she suddenly realized something was wrong. In
front of Ah San? Ah San was her own son! If others found out, wouldn't she feel even worse than if she were dead?

Thinking of this, Ah San's mother felt a pang of panic, but Ah San kept swaying her, making
it difficult for her to even speak. She could only manage a hoarse voice, "San'er, slow down, I'm dizzy.
If , how can we face them?"

Ah San, however, remained calm, smiling and saying, "Mom, from now on, we'll be lovers at home, and outside..."
" Let's just pretend things are the same. We can still get satisfaction, and only we know the truth. What's wrong with that
?" Ah

San's mother felt a mix of emotions. The person she'd done this with was her own son, which was both ironic and ironic. She could only blame fate. Her son's words weren't entirely unreasonable; being with him was safe and satisfying. But this...this was just too much to accept ! Ah San didn't say much now. Having talked things out with his mother, and seeing that she wasn't too angry, he became bolder. He didn't pull his penis out of her vagina; instead, he twisted his hips, stood on his own two legs, released her legs, and reached under her ribs to hug her body, pulling her against the sofa. Then he hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, half-squatting, his knees against the edge of the sofa, and began thrusting even more vigorously. Ah San's mother felt waves of spasms coursing through her body, sometimes feeling like she was floating on clouds . One moment she felt like she was falling into a quagmire, the next she wanted to cry, then laugh. Her just -clear mind gradually became muddled again, and she didn't want to open her eyes anymore. She didn't want to think about anything , no matter who it was, at least for this moment her body was in extreme pleasure. Ah San thrust hard for a while, after all, he was a young man experiencing sex for the first time, and he couldn't hold back any longer. His penis was deep inside his mother's flower core, and with a jerk of his buttocks, all his semen sprayed into his mother's flower core. Ah San's mother's legs trembled, and in her dazed state, she felt a hot current rushing from her flower core straight to her soul, giving her a feeling of soaring to the heavens. At that moment, she couldn't help herself, and her flower core opened, and a stream of hot, sticky fluid gushed out. Ah San's mother suddenly remembered something, and with her eyes closed, she groaned, "San'er, why did you shoot into my little hole ? What if I get pregnant?" Ah San smiled and said, "That's good!" "Mom, give me another beautiful baby... " He paused, because he originally wanted to say a little sister, but then he thought, the sperm is his own, it's a strange feeling! Ah San's mother blushed, spat, and scolded, "What are you saying, so indecent!" Ah San hugged his mother's waist and laughed, "Mom, what do we need to be indecent for now?" Ah San's mother pushed him away, went to the bathroom, and thoroughly washed herself. She stood in the bathroom and cried her heart out, then came to terms with it. After all, he was her son; what could she do with him? What he said wasn't entirely unreasonable. Thinking about this, she felt refreshed, as if a new chapter had begun in her life , as if she had been reborn. Epilogue: "Ah San, will you always love Mom?" "Yes, I will always give Mom sexual happiness!" " Pfft, pfft," accompanied by "Oh... Oh..." seductive sounds, played a swaying melody in the unknown night .

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