[My Mother in My Dreams]

My Mother in My Dreams

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In that chaotic era, I was born in a remote mountain village. Nestled among the mountains,
there was only . The poverty was indescribable. Therefore, the only form of nightlife for the people there was sex. My
story with my mother unfolded in this environment.

When I was ten years old, my father ate pesticide one afternoon. He died before he could be taken to the hospital. At

that time, I was too young to understand. I only knew that he and my mother had argued that night. My mother had slapped him.
My father was an honest and simple man. And so he went down a path of no return. From then on, my mother began her
sexless life. Actually, my mother was a woman with a very strong sex drive. She was only thirty-two years old that year. Later, when I was a little older
,

I learned that my mother and father argued because their sex life was unsatisfactory. My mother was very strong and
tall, with enormous breasts and round buttocks. Due to long-term labor, her waist was also quite thick, but without
excess fat.

My father, on the other hand, was short and not in good health. So he couldn't satisfy his mother's sexual desires. His mother often scolded him
for being useless.

In desperation, his father passed away. Actually, his body was also drained by his mother. I was
the only child in the family. I slept with them then. I always heard my mother say to my father, "Fuck me." It seemed like
every night. Sometimes my father would say no, "Tomorrow." My mother would be very unhappy. Sometimes I saw my mother
naked, shaking herself on top of my father. My father wouldn't move. My mother would slap my father's buttocks, saying, "You're so useless. If you
won't fuck me, I'll let someone else fuck me."

Once, when I was about five years old, I went to the mountains to find wild fruit. I vaguely heard what sounded like my mother's
moans . I went closer and saw my mother lying on the ground, a man forcefully
inserting his penis into her vagina. The man seemed to have a grudge against my mother, pressing down on her relentlessly. My mother seemed to be moaning in pain.

Her breasts were exposed. She was covered in mud, and her buttocks were heaving, as if trying to resist.

I rushed over and shouted, "Don't bully my mother!" The man was startled and quickly got off my mother
.

I tried to help her up, but she said, "Go away, go away, Uncle is just helping Mom relieve her itch." I said, "Where
does it itch? I'll help you." But my mother pushed me away and said, "Why are you running around like that? Go home." I went home feeling very wronged.
But I never saw anything like that again. Because there are few people around here. That man was a hunter from out of town.
But my parents argued more often. Most of the time it was at night, and after each argument, my mother would put my hand on her
breast to sleep. Finally, after one argument, my father left.

After my father left, I hated my mother. I felt that my mother had killed my father. I hated my mother's vagina even more, because it was
because of that itch that all these things happened. I thought then that when I grew up, I would definitely find something to relieve that itch.
For more than a year, I didn't smile at my mother. My mother didn't smile either. She was just busy all day long. But one day, I
saw my mother smile. That was once. A distant cousin, living more than ten miles from my home, came to visit. My mother warmly
invited him to stay, saying the mountain road was long and it was a rare occasion for him to come. The cousin didn't refuse much and settled in.
I was eleven years old that year, and I didn't know anything about sex. But that night, I heard my mother calling out loudly, "So good!

Harder, so good!" Then there was a sound like an eel burrowing. This sound came several times that night.

Finally, my mother let out a cry, and then there was silence. That night seemed incredibly long to me.

The next day, my mother's face was radiant, and she smiled happily. When the cousin left, my mother saw him off for a long,
long way. But in the following days, my mother's smile disappeared. Then, not long after, the cousin came again, this time in the morning.

As soon as he arrived, my mother took him into her room. The door wasn't even properly closed. I heard my mother say, "Hurry up,
I've missed you so much!" I peeked through the crack in the door and saw that my mother had already taken off all her clothes. That was the first time I had ever seen my mother naked.
Her breasts were large and round, white. Her buttocks were large, like a millstone from the countryside. But her uncle seemed in no hurry. He kept
touching her private parts and kissing her large breasts. Her mother was anxious and helped her uncle take off his clothes, shouting, "Come on, come on!"

But her uncle wouldn't move. Later, her mother shouted loudly, "Hurry up and do it to me! Do it to me!" Only then did her uncle put her on
the bed

and insert his penis into her body. Her mother cried out, "So comfortable! Harder, harder!" and kept twisting
her buttocks,

thrusting upwards from time to time. Her two breasts trembled incessantly. Her uncle squeezed her large breasts and rubbed them hard,

forcefully pushing his penis into her vagina. Actually, her uncle's health wasn't good either. He stopped after a short while and
lay on her body. Her mother moved her buttocks and said, "One more time! One more time!" But her uncle didn't
move. Her mother seemed somewhat disappointed, but also smiled with a hint of satisfaction. She remembered that the dish that day was meat,
something . Her uncle left before the night was over that time. This time, her mother didn't see him off as far. The way he said he'd come next time wasn't as
warm anymore. It's been a long time 　　since

my uncle... (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and fragmented, possibly from 　　different 　　sources .
) I saw a lot of fluid flowing . 　Her breasts swayed back and forth, her buttocks thrusting. I remember we had sex about five times that night. Finally, the man stopped moving . 　　From then on, that man moved in. They had sex almost every night. In the countryside back then, there was no electricity, so this was the only form of entertainment. But it didn't last long. A few months later, the man fell ill. His health deteriorated . 　　But they continued having sex because my mother's health was improving. Not long after, the man died.

The following year, a man from out of town came to the mountains. He claimed to be looking for medicinal herbs, but he was actually a wanted criminal.
He stayed at our house that night. He was very handsome, but he was injured.
He felt powerless to satisfy my mother's sexual needs, which she had at least once every night. Perhaps he had been frightened when some people from outside the mountains were hunting a wild boar.
They yelled Don't let it get away!" He was so frightened that he fell down the mountain and never got up again. He died soon after.

From then on, no one tried to arrange a marriage for my mother. But she still had a lover,
a . He was only twenty years old. Because his family was poor, they couldn't afford women. My mother and the young man's first time was
at home. The young man had gone up the mountain to chop firewood and came to our house to ask for water. It was a hot day. When he came,
my mother was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Her round buttocks and large breasts stunned the naive young man. My mother
deliberately exposed half of her breast. The young man didn't react for a while. My mother took the opportunity to call him into the room. She took off his clothes.

Then she took off her own, exposing her breasts and vulva. The young man swallowed hard, his penis instantly becoming erect.

But it was his first time, and he didn't know what to do. The mother guided his penis into her vulva and thrust her
large buttocks forward. The young man was inexperienced. As soon as he touched the mother's wet vulva, he ejaculated in a few thrusts. But not long after,
the young man's penis became erect again. He thrust it into the mother's plump vulva. The mother thrust her buttocks to meet him.
The young man was also strong and muscular. Soon he had the mother fucking him until she was dizzy and dazed. Her vaginal fluids were overflowing. I was
peeking through .

The mother discovered me. I had to leave in a panic. From then on, the mother no longer made love with him at home.

But every day when she came back from chopping wood, she was covered in mud, sometimes in a disheveled state. That was from when they had sex in the mountains.
Once, dozens of people came to hunt. But the mother was having sex in the mountains. When the dozens of people heard the noise and
surrounded ...

My mother was still moaning, her large buttocks sticking out. She cried out, "Fuck me harder, push it in deeper! Touch my cunt!" Her
two large breasts were bouncing wildly. When she saw so many people, she ran home without putting on her clothes. Seeing my mother
naked as she returned home, I thought there were bad people. So I took a machete and stood guard at the door, but no one came.

But soon, news of how large my mother's breasts were, how plump her cunt was, and how round her buttocks were spread far and wide.

Everyone knew about her affair with that young man. In those days, more hunters came. Actually, they came specifically
to fuck my mother's plump cunt. Several strong men fucked her. But soon, no one came anymore. This was
because once, when she and that young man were having sex in the mountains, and my mother was riding on top of him, a
snake bit the young man's back, and he died soon after. From then on, no one came to hunt anymore.
Everyone said my mother was a man's nemesis. Her cunt was poisonous. Those who had slept with Mother lived in constant fear. One man was even
killed by his companions while hunting. After that, no one cared anymore. Only one man was fearless:
sixty-year-old Old Man Wang. He came to see Mother one night, choosing his time carefully. Mother had
n't had sex for two months. Her vagina was itchy; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken a liking to Old Man Wang. Old Man Wang had lived a solitary life,
only , mostly in his youth when middle-aged women gave him their services. But Old Man Wang
was in good health. This time, he came to see Mother willingly, even if it meant dying from lust, rather than suffering in silence. That night, Mother allowed Old Man Wang's old penis
to penetrate her plump vagina. Old Man Wang had never seen such large breasts, such round buttocks, such a plump vulva.

While he was having sex, he kept saying, "It's worth dying for, it's worth dying for." He wanted to insert his whole body into her vagina.
Mother moaned wildly. Old Man Wang truly gave it his all. That night, he had sex three or four times, until he was completely exhausted.
She lay motionless on the bed. The next morning, Old Wang staggered down the mountain. He immediately said he was sick. He
died within two days. From then on, no one dared to touch my mother's vagina again. That year, my mother was thirty-six years old. I was fourteen.
I still slept with my mother. But I still hated her. Even though she was very good to me, sometimes at night I heard her touching
her vulva and moaning. I felt sorry for her. Time passed like this. My mother didn't look for another man, and no
man looked for my mother. When I was sixteen, I had grown into a tall teenager. My affair with my mother
began then. One afternoon, my mother accidentally fell down the mountain while chopping wood. She fell hard, and
when I carried her home, she could barely move her arms and legs. I could only help her take off her clothes and apply medicine. When
her breasts ,

my mother seemed a little embarrassed. But because of her injury, she couldn't care less. I applied herbal medicine to my mother's
upper body.

But I was still a little embarrassed to touch her lower body. My mother had fallen and bruised a large area on her buttocks. Her thigh was also bruised.

She needed to be naked to apply medicine. My mother seemed to sense my embarrassment and said, "Just take them off. You're my son.
It's alright ."

So I took off my mother's shorts. At that moment, my mother's private parts were exposed before my eyes. This was the first time I had ever seen
a woman's private parts. My mother was thirty-eight years old that year. Her pubic hair was thick, and I couldn't see her vulva. My penis immediately
became erect .

I hurriedly applied medicine to my mother's buttocks. When I touched my mother's thigh, she groaned, seemingly
in pleasure. I touched it a few more times. My mother said, "Don't touch me. It's itchy." I turned my mother over and applied
medicine to her buttocks. I gently touched her large buttocks. My mother groaned softly, looking very intoxicated.

It was June. Although it was a mountainous area, the weather was still very hot. After applying the medicine, my mother asked me to call
my aunt to come and take care of her. I was very reluctant to go, but I had no choice. I had to go to the outside of the mountain to call my aunt. My aunt stayed for a few days.
Seeing that my mother's illness wouldn't improve in just a few days, she was very anxious, especially since there were many things to do at home. Two days later, my uncle
came.

He said the piglets at home were unattended and looked very unwell. My mother, having no other choice, told my aunt, "Go back. I'm
fine. Your nephew can take care of me." At that time, my mother couldn't move. But seeing my uncle's face, my aunt
had no choice but to go back.

That night, I started bathing my mother. It was also the first time I truly saw a woman's genitals. I gently
washed my mother with a towel. When I washed her breasts, my mother couldn't help but groan. But immediately, she
seemed realize it and said, "My hand hurts." I didn't say anything. When I wiped her genitals, my mother insisted on doing it herself.

She tried to lift her hand several times but couldn't, so she had to put it down. I said to my mother, "Let me do it."

My mother didn't say anything. I started washing her. I heard my mother groan several times in a row and even
twist her hips.

Her vaginal fluid also flowed out. My mother's vulva was plump and felt very comfortable to touch. But after a while, my mother said, "Hurry up , 　　" as if she were a little angry. I quickly washed other areas.
For 　　more than a month, I bathed my mother every day. Each time, I would touch her breasts and vulva. But my mother never groaned again. She would only sometimes wiggle her buttocks, and the water would still flow every time. Other mothers could endure it, 　　but this physiological feeling was unbearable. But every time she would say, "Hurry up," so I had to move away. About a month and a half later, my mother slowly recovered. 　　One evening, she said to me, "I'll bathe myself today, you pour me the water." Actually, my mother wasn't completely recovered. Perhaps she still felt embarrassed. That night, after I poured the water, my mother said, "Go outside." 　　It was as if I had never seen her body. It was as if the fact that I had bathed her had never happened. I had no choice but to go outside. 　　But by then, I couldn't bear to look away from my mother's naked body. I hid by the door, peeking. My mother slowly dried her body herself. When I wiped her genitals, she didn't take the towel. She just touched herself there, moaning softly. My mother had been enduring it for so long. Gradually, her moans grew louder. I pretended not to know anything and rushed in, saying, " Mom, are you alright? Where does it hurt?" My mother was naked, her vulva wide open. Seeing me come in, she panicked . 　　She hurriedly pointed to her thigh, saying, "It hurts here." I pretended not to hear and said, "Let me see." My mother hurriedly said, " No, no, it's fine now." But I didn't let this opportunity pass. My hand had already reached her thigh and touched genitals. I gently stroked her there. My mother, who was already wet, couldn't hold back any longer. 　　She kept saying, "No. No." I knew that if I didn't act now, I wouldn't have such a good opportunity again. I boldly touched her vulva with my whole hand and touched her breast with one hand. But my mother pulled my hand away forcefully. I quickly put her on the bed, pulled out my large penis, and inserted it into my mother's vagina. My mother kept saying, "No, no . We're mother and son, this is incest!" But my large penis was already inside her. I saw my mother tremble slightly, as if nothing had happened. Driven by impulse, I didn't care about anything else. I just thrust my penis forcefully into my mother's vagina . My mother didn't move, but her fluids flowed more and more, making a sound like an eel entering its hole. I saw that my mother wasn't moving, and I didn't know what she was thinking. I thought she must be angry. But I thought, I'm already inside, I'll finish first. The less she moved, the harder I thrust. My large penis slammed violently into her vagina. Her two large breasts shook violently from the impact. After a while, I felt my mother's buttocks move slightly, as if she was thrusting upwards. My penis became even harder, desperately trying to penetrate my mother's vagina. At this moment, my mother's fluids seemed to be gushing out. Her buttocks thrust several times in succession, and her breasts seemed to grow even larger. I wanted to last longer, but after all, it was my first time, and I couldn't control myself . I ejaculated immediately. 　　Afterwards... My mother didn't move. It seemed like tears were flowing. I was very sad. I lay quietly, motionless. 　　About twenty minutes passed. Seeing I wasn't moving, my mother hugged me. She said, "Child, it's over now , don't worry about it." She cried as she spoke. She said, "We are unfortunate people." I buried my head in my mother 's breasts, saying, "Mother, I'm sorry." My mother said, "It's alright, it's alright. As long as you're okay." Touching my mother's large breasts, 　　my penis became erect again. I gently bit my mother's nipple and said, "I want to nurse." My mother said, " Go ahead and nurse." I gently bit her nipple and touched my mother's vulva. My mother's vulva was still wet. Just one touch, 　　and her vulva opened wide. I gently touched her buttocks, kissed her breasts, then kissed her face, and finally kissed her mouth. I then inserted my fingers into her vagina. This time, my mother didn't resist anymore. Instead, she twisted her large buttocks and moaned softly . 　　She held my penis in her hand and inserted it into her vagina. Then she said, "This can only be once. No more ." 　　I quickly said, "Okay, okay," and forcefully inserted my penis into her vagina, while rubbing her breasts. I wanted to bring my mother to orgasm. This time, my mother also got hooked. She thrust her hips forward and moaned continuously. Seeing how comfortable my mother looked, my penis grew bigger and bigger. But at that time, I didn't know any sexual positions. My mother didn't know either. She only knew man on top. But my mother's cooperation was very good. Although she was thirty-eight years old, because she hadn't had sex for the past two years, her vagina was still quite tight and wet. Due to long-term labor, she was also very strong. Thrusting her hips made the impact between my penis and vagina very effective . 　　Sometimes when I didn't move, she would also thrust her hips upward. Seeing my mother's pleasure, my guilt disappeared . 　　I thrust my penis in and out of my mother's vagina with all my might. My mother thrust even more eagerly, desperately holding my buttocks and pressing them into her vagina. The water in her vagina soaked a large area of the bed. Her moans grew louder and louder. Her breasts trembled like leaves. Her buttocks twisted like a millstone. First came moans, then shouts of "Harder! Harder!" Finally, she let out a loud cry and then fell silent. I knew my mother had reached orgasm. I thrust in and out over a hundred more times, finally ejaculating inside her. I collapsed and fell asleep. Some time later, I woke up to find my mother limping in the kitchen preparing food. My clothes were already on. I wondered if I'd been dreaming. I touched my penis; there was still semen on it . I touched the blanket; my mother's vaginal fluid hadn't dried yet. I realized it was real. But my mother acted as if nothing had happened. She called me to eat breakfast as usual. When I got up, I looked at my mother's face; there was no change . 　　My mother was really good at faking it. 　　After that, for over a month, I didn't touch my mother. Several times I tried to touch her, but she dodged. Until one time I saw her masturbating, I had sex with her again. After that, we would have sex about every two or three days. 　　I always brought my mother to orgasm. She was at the age where she was very sexually active, but she always said to go easy on her. 　　I was going through puberty. We still slept together at night. Every night I would put my hand on her vulva to sleep. She got used to it. Without my hand there, she didn't seem to sleep as well. During this time, that distant cousin came once, but my mother refused him. He left without even eating lunch. This went on for three years. I turned nineteen. Through an introduction, I left my mother to work in the city—the kind of hard labor. 　　My mother was reluctant to let me go, but she had no choice but to make me work. Our family was just too poor. In the city…

We migrant workers are the most pitiful. Our wages are pitifully low. Life is hard, and our sex life is even harder. Some of us
got our hands on pornographic tapes. It was my first time seeing one. The number of sexual positions was astonishing. After watching it, I
couldn't get an erection for a long time.

Two months later, I received my monthly salary. An older migrant worker invited me out. I went with him.
It turned out we were going to find prostitutes. We found two in a small street. They were over forty years old. The price was very low.

They said it was ten yuan per session. When I saw their age, I wanted to leave. The woman saw that I wanted to leave and said, "
Young man, come on, come on. It's free." The older migrant worker also pulled me. I thought I'd just have to go along with it. That day, the
middle-aged woman tried every position imaginable. She even wanted me to lick her vagina. She said she'd give me twenty. For the money, I licked that
slutty vagina until it was dripping wet. The woman had a big but loose buttocks, and her breasts were also big but loose.
It was nothing compared to my mother's buttocks and breasts. But I hadn't had sex for over two months. My penis immediately became erect. The
woman even gave me oral sex for a long time, making it even harder. After inserting it into her vagina, it felt empty, lacking
the feeling of having sex with my mother. Perhaps this woman's vagina had been used too much. But when I thought of my mother
's enormous breasts,

I felt like I was having sex with her. I thrust hard. The woman was also engaged, moaning incessantly and shouting that
she was going to die. I thrust hard too, changing positions with the woman. Finally, the woman went limp and

fell silent. I could only thrust wildly and ejaculate inside her. When I left, the woman gave me twenty
yuan

and told me to come often. Later, I went several times. Anyway, it was free. This made the old migrant worker extremely envious.

During the New Year, I went home. When my mother saw me return, she rushed over and hugged me. I didn't say a word. I picked up
my mother and threw her onto the bed. In a few quick movements, I stripped her clothes off. When I looked, her vagina was already overflowing with vaginal
fluid. But I wasn't impatient. Instead, I squeezed her large breasts and rubbed them vigorously. Then I kissed her vulva and licked her clitoris.
No one had ever kissed my mother's vulva before. Just one touch, and her vaginal fluid sprayed onto my face. Her body writhed incessantly.
A few minutes later, there was no sound. I could only feel the vaginal fluid flowing continuously. Her large breasts seemed about to burst. I
gently inserted my penis into her vagina. Only then did I come to my senses. I attacked fiercely, as if trying to pierce her cunt.

My mother moaned softly, saying she was going to die. I slowed down, letting my mother sit on me while I thrust. I
kept slapping her plump buttocks. Her vaginal fluid flowed onto me as well. I kept changing positions,

thrusting until she was almost dead. Later, I had her lie face down on the bed. I entered her from behind, thrusting wildly. She didn't
react at all.

I let her catch her breath. I thrust hard again. She fainted for several minutes. I grabbed her big buttocks and pounded
away, ejaculating into her uterus. That day, we did it six times. We didn't
get up until 10 a.m. the next morning.

When I got up, my mother touched my head. I got aroused and did it again. My mother kept saying no,
no ,

but her vaginal fluids flowed out again. After that, my mother walked unsteadily for several days. When I asked,
I learned that her vagina was swollen from all the sex.

After the New Year, I went back to the city to work. The night before I left, we did it six more times, until my mother's vaginal fluids
were completely drained. Her vagina was dry. When I left, she, who was supposed to see me off, couldn't get up because her vagina
hurt and she couldn't walk. But that departure meant I didn't go home for six years. I earned a lot of money working and found
a girlfriend. When I went back, I brought my girlfriend with me. My mother seemed very happy. That night...

I fucked my wife until she screamed and cried. My mother next door kept turning around with those lewd sounds. I knew my mother could
n't take it anymore, but I couldn't go to her. Until midnight, when my wife was asleep, I secretly went to my mother's
room .

My mother was asleep, but her body was naked, and her vagina was still wet. I immediately inserted my penis into
her cunt. My mother was awake by then, but she didn't make a sound, afraid that my wife next door would hear. Although my mother was forty
-eight years ,

she was still strong due to long-term labor. She had just gained some weight, and her buttocks were bigger. Because
no one had fucked her for six years, her vagina was still so tight and wet. But someone was next door. She didn't make a sound, but just thrust her
fat buttocks towards my penis. That night, I used all my strength to fuck my mother until her vaginal fluids covered the bed. Not long after, I was getting married. On my wedding day, I also asked someone to find a strong man in his thirties

for my mother . Because I had some money, the bachelor was very happy.
My mother was quite satisfied.
They got married on the same day as us. That night, while I was fucking my wife, making her scream and shout, my mother was
also moaning incessantly. My wife had a big ass, a very plump vagina, and enormous breasts, much like my mother. Her vagina was tighter than
my mother . I was much more wanton when I fucked her than my mother. She never cared whether anyone was around or not. But that night
, she screamed loudly, though not louder than my mother. My mother and I had made love so many times. Although she moaned, she
had never screamed like that. I got up and saw my mother lying on top of that man, shaking incessantly. Her two large breasts were trembling
. She was shouting, "Fuck me! Fuck my vagina!" as if she wanted to insert the man completely into her vagina. The man
was single and rarely had sex. He seemed to have never seen this before and was a little unaccustomed to it. But my mother was an expert. She had many moves
and even some innovations. Her millstone-like ass was pounding like cannons. She kept shouting, "Fuck me harder! I
want it! I want it!" This was the first time I had ever seen my mother so wanton. I realized that she was actually quite reserved when it came to having sex with me.

The next day, my mother got up very early, just as calm as ever. She said, "There's no firewood left, I'll go chop some
."

The man had intended to go, but his legs were already weak. One night had been enough for him. My mother said, "If you
don't go ,

I'll go." So she went alone. After a while, she still hadn't returned. I thought she might not be able to carry me
, so I went to find her. On the mountaintop, I saw my mother. But she seemed to be lying on the ground looking at something. I went over to
take a look.

It turned out that Uncle Li and his wife from the other side of the mountain were having sex there. My mother was watching and touching her
lower body.

She didn't even see me when I came. Uncle Li's wife was fair-skinned. Her breasts were very white and round. Her thighs were raised
high .

She was making lewd noises one after another, shouting, "Thrust harder, fuck harder!" My mother lay there motionless for a long time.

After a while, Uncle Li lay motionless on top of his wife. I went to my mother's side and touched her
buttocks. My mother cried out, "Who's there?" This startled Uncle Li, who panicked and
ran away . His wife's breasts jiggled as she ran, her white buttocks swaying. She disappeared into the woods in an instant.

By then, my mother had recovered and said, "You scared me half to death." I looked and saw that my mother's vulva was exposed, still dripping with
vaginal fluid . I quickly pulled off her pants and ripped off
her shirt, placing her large buttocks on the ground. I buried my face in her vulva and kissed her clitoris, vigorously rubbing her large breasts. It was our first time having sex in the wild. My mother was very
excited , her vaginal fluid dripping. I penetrated her vagina, thrusting straight into her cervix, and said to her, "If you enjoy it,
just scream." My mother initially moaned softly, but as I thrust harder, her moans grew louder and
louder. The sound could be heard from across the mountain, and echoed back. Mother had probably never felt so
good. Her large breasts trembled wildly. Her enormous buttocks were raised high. Her vagina was gushing with fluid.
The advantage of having sex in the wild is the spaciousness. We rolled around as we fucked, in the dense grass. Mother lay on the ground, wanting me
to fuck her from behind. I grabbed her buttocks and thrust wildly, like poking a hornet's nest. So cruel, as if I wanted to
tear her vagina apart. Mother completely let go, shouting how good it felt, how comfortable. "Fuck me, fuck me to death!" "Squeeze my breasts, harder,
fuck my cunt! I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Good son! Mother is going to die!" I slowed down, slapping
her large buttocks. Mother seemed afraid my penis would run away, desperately pushing her genitals towards mine.

After fucking for a while, her body went completely limp. Her cries became indistinct. I
knew Mother was about to climax, so I thrust in hard. I shot her until she collapsed to the ground. A long while passed. My mother didn't
move.

I helped her down the mountain that day. When we got back, my wife said, "Hey, I just heard a
sound .

It was so strange. It sounded like Mother's voice. Are you alright?" My mother's face flushed instantly. I told my wife that
Mother had fallen. My mother quickly said, "She fell." That night, when we were sleeping, I inserted my penis into my wife's vagina.
My wife moaned and said, "Today, I didn't hear Mother's voice sound like she'd fallen. It sounded like she was moaning comfortably. It
sounded like she was being fucked." I thrust into her cunt forcefully. I said, "You misheard. All you ever think about is this. I'll fuck you
to death!" I attacked her fiercely. She moaned until she was silent. After I fucked my mother that time,
there was no sound in her room for several days. That man was happy to have some peace and quiet. But soon, he started moving again, moaning loudly every time. I
also fucked her every night. When my wife heard the moans from the other side, she also moaned wildly. The once quiet mountain was now teeming with life.

But the man still couldn't satisfy my mother's sexual desires. Every few days, he would ask me to go up the mountain to chop
firewood

we'd have sex there. Not long after our marriage, I went to the city to become a small business owner. I rarely went home anymore. My mother gradually aged,

and her sex life became less frequent. We almost never had sex again. On her fifty-second birthday, we had sex
once.

Not long after, she said she couldn't do it anymore. Later, she grew older and older. Because she no longer worked, her waist became thicker and thicker.

She even had trouble breathing when walking. I never had sex with her again. Only that man occasionally had sex with her,
but it was nothing like before. My mother's sexless life was drawing ever closer. Now, I live in a strange little
city!

Every time the night is quiet, I hear my mother's dreamlike moans echoing in my ears!

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