A confession to my mother

My name is Tian, I'm sixteen years old and in high school. I've found that the older I get, the more I feel like no one understands me, and I'm constantly depressed.
One Friday night, I came home and was reading a book while eating at the dinner table. My dad was lecturing me, "Don't
read while eating." I felt wronged and shouted, "Why don't you understand me?" I threw down my chopsticks and the book and went straight to
my .

My dad got angry too and said to my mom, "Is this how you usually raise children? I'm full." He went straight back to his bedroom. My mom
was stunned , thinking: Once a woman becomes a mother, everything is controlled by the family. The woman's own existence and value
are lost; in the end, she just wants to be a good wife to be recognized by others.

I've grown up and developed, and I have a strong curiosity about sex. I don't yet understand the mysteries of sex. Among the opposite sex, my mother is the one I've had the most contact with. Every time I see her large breasts, like two big balloons, my penis involuntarily becomes erect. Over time, I've fallen in love with my mother;
I want to possess her. That night, because my father
angered me , half-asleep, thinking of watching TV in the living room,
but I heard noises coming from my parents' room. I knew: they must be having sex. Usually, when I have nothing to do, I browse pornographic novels and movies online
, so I didn't need to think to know what they were doing.

I quietly approached my parents' room. The light was on, and the door was unlocked, leaving a large crack. I was incredibly
excited. Peeking through the crack, I saw my mother giving my father oral sex. His penis was in her mouth, and she was moving her
mouth , seemingly enjoying it. As I watched, my own penis became erect. Suddenly, I heard my father call to my mother, "Spit more
saliva, just like that, don't stop." At that moment, I really wished my mother would put my penis inside her. I had been so focused on watching my mother giving my father
his penis that I hadn't noticed him constantly rubbing her large breasts, which was making me incredibly aroused. In an instant, my father ejaculated, his semen
filling my mother's mouth. I looked at my mother and saw her desire; she longed for my father to give her such pleasure. However, Dad, already dressed in
his pajamas, said to Mom with a dismissive expression, "Alright, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, I'm going to sleep." At that moment, I heard Mom
muttering a complaint about Dad, "Haven't you gotten interested in me anymore? Have I lost my feminine charm?"

Actually, I really wanted to rush in and tell Mom, "Mom, Dad doesn't love you, let me love you!" But with Dad there,
I didn't have the courage. Late at night, back in my room, thinking of Mom's unsatisfied desire and my own burning urge, I had to use my hand to relieve my
frustration, ejaculating many times throughout the night.

The next morning, Dad left for his business trip early, and Mom got up early to shower. After showering, Mom came to the living room wrapped in a towel.
Unable to release her pent-up desire the night before, she sat on the sofa, picked up the vibrator she had prepared, and began to masturbate. Mom
kept stimulating her nipples with the vibrator, then began to moan. I knew she was pleading: "Now, someone, please hug me, okay?"
My mother's other hand wasn't idle either; she was caressing her own vulva, and soon, her juices flowed out. It was
incredibly wet inside. My mother began to become wanton, seemingly enjoying the pleasure she was experiencing, looking very satisfied. Finally, the vibrator was inserted into
her vulva, and my mother cried out even more wantonly. I knew my mother was worried:
what if her son heard her making such lewd noises while she was sleeping?

Actually, I had already woken up while my mother was enjoying herself, and I saw her climaxing as soon as I stepped out the door. I didn't know
what to do at the time, so I just watched quietly from behind the wall, not daring to make a sound. I was afraid of scaring her, because I love her.

"I'm up," I said to my mother. Mom was making breakfast when I said, "Dad went out." Mom said, "Yes, you seem
happy." Then she asked me, "Why did you say that yesterday?" As I answered, I took out my phone and deliberately waved
a photo I had secretly taken of Dad with another woman in front of me, saying, "Really? I'm just being loyal to myself, unlike Mom."
At that moment, Mom thought she hadn't noticed the meaning behind her son's words and felt unworthy of being a mother, which might have led to those things happening.

A few days later, on a Saturday morning, Mom was changing clothes in the bedroom. She took off all her clothes, wearing a very revealing bra that made her breasts look
perky a white short-sleeved shirt, lace panties, and a short skirt, all dressed up, looking very sexy. I peeked at her from the doorway,
feeling a surge of desire. Then Mom went to the small supermarket to shop, and I followed behind, afraid she would get lost. I felt she hadn't been feeling
well , probably because she hadn't had any "nourishment" in a long time. Mom listlessly picked out things in the supermarket, then picked up the items and walked straight out the door
without paying. However, the shopkeeper called her back.

The boss was captivated by the mother's voluptuous body and cherry-like lips. Noticing something amiss, he led her to the inner room,
saying, "Madam, you seem quite wealthy. Why are you doing this?" He then added, "Madam, are you not satisfied?"
The mother blankly replied, "It's been a long time." The boss said, "I'll satisfy you," and pounced on her, kneading
her large breasts. The mother resisted, repeatedly begging him to stop. She threatened to scream if he continued. But the boss insisted that
the mother would suffer, given her allure. Finally, the mother met his gaze, her eyes filled with expectation, and she ceased her resistance
. Perhaps she longed for the satisfaction she hadn't felt in so long.

The boss's tongue entered her mouth, and they began to suckle. Then, with one hand, he fondled her breasts,
while the other touched her genitals. He kept saying things like "wet," "slutty," and other provocative words, causing the mother's pent-up desires to fully
surface. The mother was bent over on the table, and the boss began to fondle her buttocks and vagina, occasionally tapping them and asking if she felt anything. He
also licked her vagina from time to time, causing her to moan repeatedly. Finally, he inserted his fingers into her vagina while continuously sucking on her
large breasts. Soon after, the mother reached her first orgasm.

At this point, the boss told the mother to squat down, took off his pants, and put his penis in her mouth, making her give him oral sex. "Deeper,
take your hands off," the boss commanded. As he continued, the mother used her breasts to clamp his penis, moving it up and down. She also kept licking the boss's hands.
She was enjoying herself. At this moment, Mom was undoubtedly already beyond aroused. "Madam, you love big dicks the most," the boss teased. "Madam,
let me fuck you, beg me to come in quickly, I won't come in if you don't say so." Mom was already aroused: "Please come in quickly, fuck my pussy."
As soon as she finished speaking, the boss's big cock slammed in, and Mom screamed. Her breasts swayed incessantly, a beautifully erotic scene.
At this moment, the sounds of thrusting and moaning filled the small room. Rear-entry, front-entry, the positions changed one after another.
While kept slapping her big buttocks and asking what was inside her pussy. Mom moaned and answered, "A dick." Finally, Mom and the boss
reached orgasm together, all the semen shooting into Mom's body.

Afterwards, Mom kept thinking: I'm not a good wife, not a good mother, not a good woman, but that
doesn't matter . I just wanted someone to acknowledge my feminine charm, so I was attracted by his teasing.

I lingered outside. My mother hadn't come out for a long time, and I sensed something was wrong, so I rushed in. I saw her hair was disheveled,
she wasn't , and her large breasts were still sticking out. I called out loudly. The shopkeeper asked, "Who are you? Where are you from?"
Only then did my mother look up. Seeing it was me, she immediately put on her clothes in fear. I angrily said, "What are you doing? Don't you have any shame
?" The shopkeeper was frightened and asked if we knew each other, claiming that my mother had seduced him and that it had nothing to do with him. Without even putting on his clothes, he grabbed
a pile of things and ran out.

My mother was helpless and desperate. I said, "What are you doing?" My mother sat on the ground, looked up at me, then looked down again,
explaining, "Tian Tian, I resisted at first." Before she could say anything more, I said, "Don't pretend to be a good person
. This is your true nature, you know?" My mother quickly looked up and said, "No." I knelt down and helped my mother put on her pants, saying, "Let
's talk about it ." My mother knew that her son had seen her deepest desires, and she was speechless.

Back home, we both sat on the sofa. Mom tried to break the awkward silence, struggling to think of anything but unable to speak. I
said , "What have you done? You can't say it, can you? Do it with me, just like you did with that guy." I
finally confessed what had been buried deep inside me for so long, feeling a sense of relief. However, Mom said, "How could that be? Don't joke around." I
felt particularly disappointed and said, "You obey other people but not your own son?" Mom said, "Only that thing." I said, "Is it
because
. At that moment, I was overcome with lust, and I blurted out, "Anyway, Mom, you'll lick anyone's penis, you're
no different from an animal. Because you're an animal, you don't understand other people's feelings. Is that right?" Mom was speechless, lowered her head, and thought: This is the first time
I've noticed my son is saying. I've always only thought about responding to other people's demands, but when I want something and can't get it, I think it's other people's
fault. "You are my mother, and I always want you to know how gentle and considerate you are," I said.

Mom looked up, gazing lovingly at her son. My hands began to rest on her thighs. "Relax, don't say anything." I
moved my lips closer and began to kiss her. After a while, I said to her, "This is what I want, so don't resist." This time,
Mom and I kissed deeply, our arms around each other, our tongues intertwined. I was overjoyed that I could finally have my mother.
Mom didn't know when this child had developed such feelings for me. As we kissed, Mom stopped, and I stopped too. I asked
her to stick out her tongue, but she refused. I forced her to. We kissed passionately. As I kissed her, I took off her clothes,
her bra. Those breasts, which I had longed to possess, were now finally mine to play with, and I could suckle them like a baby. I gently
rubbed and caressed them. Mom said, "Don't be so gentle with me." I began to lick Mom's nipples, sucking hard. I felt how soft
Mom 's breasts were. Mom said not to kiss me like that, her nipples were hard. I shook her two huge breasts, they were erect, and Mom
kept her mouth shut , silently feeling it.

Although Mom's expression was so lifeless, I was really focused. Mom was also struggling with the thought: if her son noticed that I was feeling
it, there would be no way to go back to our original mother-son relationship. It feels good, Mom, let me touch you here too. I took off Mom's panties and
stockings . "Stop, please." Mom tried to resist. "Why?" I gently rubbed Mom's vulva. "It's wet, it's ripe
, please let me smell it. I'm so shy, let me smell it." I put my mouth down, and Mom started to resist again. Mom lay
on the sofa, motionless, without making a sound. But it felt great. Mom's clitoris hardened, I put my hand inside, and her juices flowed out. At this moment,
Mom seemed to remember when she gave birth to this child. I said to Mom: "Mom, now you let me feel good too." "Mom
kept shaking her head.

I took off my clothes, took off my jeans, leaving only a pair of black boxer briefs. Mom wasn't willing, so I took her hand and
stroked my penis through her briefs. I asked her to use both hands, but she refused. I took off my briefs, my penis was erect, and I told
Mom to lick it. But Mom kept shaking her head. I said, 'You slept with that man, didn't you?' and forced my penis into her mouth.
Mom reluctantly started licking. Every lick was so deep. Mom was using more and more force, and I felt so good, so good. Mom, I've penetrated you, but
Mom still shook her head, saying no. I told her to lie down, and she said no. I asked her why? Then I put Mom down and laid her on the sofa. I
lifted Mom's legs, grasped my penis, and despite Mom's resistance of 'no,' I penetrated her. You've already let that man sleep with you, I love you,
Mom, do you know that? For the first time, I returned to my mother's body, so exciting. I asked Mom if she liked it more intense or slower, but she
didn't answer." I slowly thrust in and out, "Mom, it feels so good." Mom tried to hide her discomfort and didn't cry out. I spread her legs and thrust in freely, it started getting
a bit intense. The sounds of our bodies colliding were exhilarating. I wondered if Dad would regret neglecting Mom and letting his son
have his way with his wife if he saw this. "Mom, I'm going in from behind, you can go deeper." This time, Mom cooperated by lying down, and I thrust in without any resistance. I felt so good.
"Have you done this with that guy before? Want it to be more intense?" Mom finally cried out amidst my frenzied thrusting. I
felt more and more aroused, I was about to ejaculate, and my mother and I reached orgasm together, my semen shooting onto Mom's body. Then I asked Mom to lick it clean,
and she cooperated very well.

And so, Mom began to see her son as a real man. And with that came the joy
of understanding happiness as a mother, no, as a woman. Mom was tired and rested for a while. We went to the bathroom together to shower. I helped Mom wash her body and asked
, "Do you know Dad is having an affair again?" Mom didn't answer, just smiled. I loved Mom's large breasts; I kneaded them, and
Mom enjoyed it too. She no longer hid her pleasure, moaning softly. Then we went to our rooms and fell asleep.

From then on, Mom and I made love endlessly. Mom would call out to me, kiss her, but I was so attached to her large
breasts that I greedily sucked and played with them each time. Once our bodies indulged, even knowing it was taboo, we couldn't stop.
I kissed my mother gently, and she was very happy. We were just enjoying the pleasure. I also learned to tease her, often asking her where I was touching her, if it felt good, and how to make it even better. Every time I touched her, her vagina would flow with juices
, and she would ask me to insert my penis. My underwear always added to the ambiance because I was so sexy.
My mother would always ask me to touch my penis through my underwear, to give me oral sex, breast sex, and various other positions. After the foreplay, my mother
would always me to insert it into her vagina, moaning lasciviously, praising my large penis and how well I made her feel. I would also keep calling out to my mother because
it was so exciting. My mother was both excited and shy; this was her most authentic self. Looking at the place where my mother and I were joined together, I felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Especially when my mother kept moaning, it made me feel even better. From then on, every time I ejaculated, I filled my mother's womb completely. I wondered if she
would give me a little brother or sister.

After the climax, we would always hold each other. I loved my mother deeply. My mother would always ask, "Do you hate me?" "No, I just
understand you. What men want is a full body like yours, Mom." I replied. My mother: "Only my body has any value, right?"
"Maybe." "But when I was little, I was stared at by people, and I really didn't like it." I said, "Mom, be confident. I
admire you, and I'm so proud to have a mother like you." "So gentle, Tian Tian." My mother called to me. I said, "Like mother, like son."
Then we looked at each other and smiled.

The mother concluded, "My son gave me confidence. As a mother, he's always by my side, only looking at me and holding me.
I raised him, but he educated me. I want him every day; I'm so happy. My son gives me a sense of purpose, and it's because of him that I
know my own charm, even though we've strayed further and further down the ethical path."

And indeed, we've continued like this, right up until now. [The End]

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