[My True Story of Incestuous Mother-Swapping] Author: wangmengzhu

My True Story of Incestuous Mother-Swapping

Author: wangmengzhu
Word Count: 32570

I've thought about this for a long time and feel it's necessary to tell my story. I have to admit that
the word "incest" is thought-provoking and disgusting. Because traditional Chinese morality cannot tolerate its existence,
my mother had sexual relations with me because she loved me, and it was also because she loved me that
the swapping occurred.

Although we both knew incest was wrong, we ultimately crossed that line. Despite our
resistance to the swapping, we ultimately lost our reason in the face of lust and emotion.

Sex is human nature, not just for reproduction, but also for the dual enjoyment of mind and body.

I now have to admit—maternal love is indeed the greatest love in the world. I

've been sitting in front of the computer for over half an hour, and I really don't know where to begin. This is my first time writing a novel online
, but it's based on my own true experience. I think I should start by introducing my family situation.

I'm from Wuhan, my surname is Wang, and I'm thirty years old this year. My mother's surname is Liu, a very common surname. When I was ten years old,
my father had an affair, and my parents' marriage ended. I was awarded to my mother by the court; she was
only thirty-seven years old that year. From then on, my mother and I depended on each other for survival. In the early 1990s in China,
the living standards were generally low. My mother
supported the family with a monthly salary of less than 1,000 yuan and the 50 yuan my irresponsible father gave me each month for living expenses. We started with just a black and white television,
and later we had a telephone, air conditioner, color TV, and refrigerator. I must say, my mother was very strong and capable. While working hard , she never forgot to take care of my daily life and show me warmth and care. From that time on, I vowed that when I grew up
, I would take good care of my mother. 　　Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. My mother has gone from a beautiful, vibrant young wife to a middle-aged woman with graying temples. But in my eyes, she remains the most beautiful and best woman in the world. She has given everything for me and for this family. Under her loving care, I have grown from a naive boy into a tall and handsome young man . Because of her strict upbringing, I developed good habits and successfully gained admission to a well-known university after graduating from high school. Through my own efforts, I also obtained a professional certificate as a mechanical and electrical engineer . After graduation, I successfully entered the largest state-owned enterprise in China: Wuhan Iron and Steel Group Corporation (Wuhan Steel Group Corporation, the largest state-owned steel enterprise in China). Within a year of joining the factory, my familiarity with the electromechanical equipment and my professional knowledge impressed the factory leaders, who, for the first time ever, allowed me to participate in the senior engineer training and examination (it takes at least six years to advance from junior to senior, with upgrades every three years; from junior to intermediate, three years later, intermediate to senior). I didn't disappoint them, jumping from junior engineer to senior engineer in one fell swoop, and my annual salary increased from 55,000 to 150,000. Seeing the relieved smile on my mother's face, I knew my efforts hadn't been in vain. This was exactly what I needed and hoped for. I had a job ; I could make my vow a reality; I could let my mother enjoy her later years. 　　To outsiders, our family seemed relatively harmonious and happy. Although I hadn't dated or married, my income allowed my mother and me to live a relatively luxurious life. I had thought I would live out my life in this peaceful and happy way: dating, marriage, children, becoming a grandfather, and then waiting to die in a hospital bed. But imagination and reality are always very different. Something unexpected happened that completely changed the trajectory of my life. Although I am not much different now than I was ten years ago, still earning a high salary and living a luxurious life, my essence has been completely changed. I am no longer a simple young man with lofty a shameless rogue and a complete scoundrel. 　　It was a little over a year after I started working at the factory. Everything had settled into a routine; my work and income were relatively stable, except that I hadn't been in a relationship. It was hard to imagine a man nearing twenty-two still being a virgin. It wasn't that I didn't want to be in a relationship, but I simply didn't have the time or energy. Although I wasn't in a relationship, my desire for women's bodies was stronger than anyone else's. Like other people my age , my biggest pastime was sitting in front of the computer, chatting, playing games, and watching porn. Every time I lay in bed, I would masturbate while fantasizing about having sex with a woman. Gradually, my sexual fantasy object became my mother, that woman . Although I knew it was wrong, fantasizing about having sex with my mother gave me immense pleasure, not just physically, but also psychologically. 　　I wanted to have sex with my mother; I wanted to possess her body. This perverted and immoral beastly thought arose deep within me . Driven by this filthy thought, I began to pay attention to everything about my mother. My mother looks very ordinary, a typical housewife. Her figure has also changed; she's become a bit overweight and her face is aging. She would definitely not attract attention on the street. But in my eyes, my mother has a unique charm. Perhaps it's because I've had a strong Oedipus complex since childhood. Even now, at thirty years old, I still have a strong desire for older women. 　　I started paying attention to my mother's daily life, fantasizing that I could see her underwear in the bathroom and leave my semen on it, like in the incest novels online, or wake up in the middle of the night to see her masturbating and hear her moans. But I didn't succeed. My mother never ; she always washed it while showering. I never saw her masturbate. I tried staying up for several nights in a row, just waiting outside her bedroom door, but I couldn't hear any sound or movement. Sometimes I would quietly open her bedroom door, but I still couldn't see her masturbating. They say women are like wolves in their thirties , tigers in their forties, and suck the earth dry in their fifties. My mother was in her prime, but she didn't show any strong sexual desire. This made me very disappointed. I was so disappointed that I almost gave up my perverted and beastly thoughts about my mother, only fantasizing about having sex with her every time I masturbated. 　Another six months passed. One summer evening, as usual, I fantasized about my mother's body and vagina. After masturbating, I fell into a deep sleep. In the middle of the night, I felt restless and incredibly thirsty, so I got up to go to the kitchen for a drink of water.

When I opened my eyes, I was shocked to find my mother straddling me, making love to me. I thought I was dreaming, so I blinked
hard . It was definitely my mother. Her movements were very gentle, a gentle up-and-down motion, probably to avoid waking me
. When she sat down, she didn't press her buttocks against my stomach; she would stop when she was almost there
, then sit up again. That position and movement must have been exhausting for her, as
she had to maintain her balance with her legs and suppress any moans. Just thinking about it made me realize how difficult it was.
After a brief moment of shock, I felt a surge of pleasure, so I reached out and grabbed my mother's breasts. She didn't
know I was awake. When my hands touched her breasts, I clearly felt her body
tremble and stop moving. She sat on my stomach, staring at me blankly. I could feel her
body shaking, as if she were frightened. To avoid embarrassing her, I didn't make a sound.
I simply moved my hands from her breasts to her buttocks and lifted them up slightly, then
immediately lowered them again. This motion... Responding, sure enough, after a few movements, Mom finally started moving again
. This time, she wasn't squatting, but kneeling, and the up-and-down thrusting became a back-and-forth rocking motion. I could
clearly feel the head of my penis pressing against Mom's cervix. Only then did I begin to savor the sensation. Mom's
vagina was very tight, and very wet. While Mom was still dazed, I could already feel my pubic hair getting wet—
not just damp, but already clumps of hair soaked in Mom's fluids. Now that Mom had loosened up,
the amount of fluid was even more alarming. A few minutes later, I could no longer feel the pressure of her vagina. The sensation of flesh gripping my penis was intense; it
felt like my cock was being plunged into a warm, wet hole, even my testicles were soaked with her juices. Because the lights
were , I couldn't see my mother's breasts and vagina clearly. My mother and I grew increasingly
aroused; she started moaning and groaning. I gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, desperately trying to suppress
the urge to ejaculate. Just as I was about to give in, her moans grew louder, her breathing more
rapid . I knew it was time. I released my grip on her hips and waist simultaneously,
and a thick stream of semen shot into her vagina. My mother reached orgasm the instant I ejaculated, then collapsed onto me like a corpse
, convulsing uncontrollably. We were both panting, not from exhaustion, but from the normal gasps of release. My mother,
meanwhile, was convulsing and breathing heavily. We didn't speak a word throughout the entire ordeal, perhaps because of
the awkwardness . We couldn't even see each other's expressions clearly, but we both experienced immense satisfaction.

After my mother had rested enough, she got up, covered her vulva with her hand, and went to the toilet. I lit a
cigarette and leisurely smoked it. I never imagined that my virginity would end with my mother, nor that
I would obtain her body in this way. Incest between mother and son had happened to me.
The gloom vanished, and the psychological repression disappeared. Although I felt a strong
sense of guilt after venting, I didn't regret it. This was the dual satisfaction of mind and body that I had always sought. Now that
my dream had come true, what more could I ask for

? After my mother finished washing up, she didn't seem to be having sex with me.
I knew that after my mother was physically satisfied, she would be unable to get over her own psychological issues because she had initiated
sexual relations with her son. So I didn't go into the room to talk to my mother. After finishing my cigarette, I went to the toilet to
wash up and went to bed.

After that incident, my mother was afraid to face me for a long time. The atmosphere at home suddenly changed, becoming
cold and distant, and I felt like a stranger. I didn't know how to improve this oppressive and unsettling
atmosphere. I just became more attentive to my mother in daily life. I, who never did housework before, started to learn to do it
myself—washing dishes, doing laundry, cleaning, and so on. I did as much as I could. Perhaps I always felt guilty towards
my mother , even though it was she who initiated it. After that encounter, I still felt a deep
sense of guilt. I felt that I had made my mother become taciturn, so to make her happy again, I took over
almost all the housework. And my efforts were not in vain. My mother's attitude and emotions towards me changed
significantly , and she had a long talk with me after dinner one evening.

My mother first told me that what happened that time was wrong, and then told me how much she loved me. What I
couldn't believe was that while I was watching her every move, she was also watching me. She
knew every time I masturbated. When I learned that so many years of being single had extinguished all her passion, and that
she hadn't chosen to remarry for my sake, I immediately comforted her, expressed my understanding, and
told her all my innermost thoughts. Like me, she didn't know that while she was watching me, I was also
watching her. After we both opened up to each other and poured
out , we both laughed. It turned out that all along, my mother and I had deeply loved each other—there
was familial love, romantic love, and a strong physical desire for each other. My mother had already made up her mind when she divorced
that she would give her body and soul to her only son. If she had known this earlier, why had she struggled in pain and inner conflict?

That conversation was successful; Mom became cheerful again. To my delight, she
was more beautiful than before, at least that's what I thought. She also started to care more about dressing up. What made me even happier was that I could finally
insert my penis into Mom's vagina without any guilt. Watching my strict and demanding mother
moan and cry out beneath me, watching my own mother's juices flow freely as my penis thrust in and out—the thrill and
satisfaction were so intense that just thinking about it made my blood boil. I didn't know what adjectives to use to
express the unparalleled feeling in my heart. It felt like I had the whole world, making me feel completely
relaxed.

Happy times always pass quickly, always leaving a lingering aftertaste. For three whole years,
during those three years of opening our hearts to each other, except for her period, we indulged in revelry almost every night. Mom transformed from a traditional
woman a wanton harlot—of course, she only acted wantonly in front of her son. In
the summer, my mother would draw the curtains at home, take off all her clothes, and do whatever she wanted without wearing any.
In her words, it was so that her son could have sex with her whenever he wanted. I can't remember...
I've made love to my mom countless times—in bed, in the bathroom, in the living room, at the dining table, even while she's cooking.
Whenever I'm aroused, she unconditionally satisfies me. Her vagina
always seems wet, like it's never been dry. I can't remember if I ejaculated more inside her or in her
mouth, nor how many orgasms she's had from my large penis. All I
know in these three years, my mom has given me everything, even... Scenes rarely seen even in films are
performed without hesitation. From her initial cautious and somewhat clumsy oral sex to her current deep throat, from
only knowing the monotonous missionary or female-on-top positions to now being adept at any position, from
initially ejaculating inside her body to now performing oral sex and anal sex, my mother's changes are obvious. My changes are even more
astonishing. After giving my virginity to my mother, I completely changed, becoming vulgar, lewd, and
shameless . At the factory, I was still a Party member, a good comrade and employee in everyone's eyes. Outside, I was a
complete hooligan. Since tasting the sweetness with my mother, I have led a decadent private life.
Although I have a girlfriend who is good-looking, has a good figure, and comes from a good family, with my mother as a spice,
I am still not satisfied. From streetwalkers to hairdressers, from brothels to saunas, from bars to karaoke bars... From one-night
stands to committed lovers, I tried almost every method, all for the satisfaction of my penis. I completely
transformed from a naive young man into a seasoned rogue.

I didn't hide these changes from my mother. Since that long talk, there were no
secrets . My mother knew about every woman I had. My understanding mother didn't object to my actions.
Every time she found out I had a new woman, she would just smile faintly and tell me to be careful. This touched
me deeply. To avoid upsetting or making my mother jealous, I worked even harder in bed. Every time
I saw my mother's body convulsing during orgasm, I knew that the woman I loved most in this life
was my mother's body, something no other woman could replace.

By chance, I joined a QQ group called "Wife-Swapping and Mother-Swapping Club." Initially
, I joined out of curiosity, but seeing mothers and sons, and couples who had swapped partners
chatting and talking freely in the group made me feel disgusted. How could someone let their own wife or mother be used by another person?
Even if I were to use someone else's wife or mother, it was still unacceptable to me. Just as I was about to leave the group,
a woman suddenly contacted me. Looking at her profile, she was about the same age as my mother, in her early fifties,
and she was also the group admin. So I politely started chatting with her. This woman's surname was Chen (hereinafter referred to as Aunt Chen).
At first, we just greeted each other and chatted about some trivial matters, but as we talked more deeply, I felt that her
experience was very similar to mine. So, after confirming with a video call that she was a woman, I told her about my experience.
Seeing that I was so sincere, Aunt Chen finally got to the point. It turned out that she and her son were the group admins and
had swapped partners no less than ten times. Coincidentally, they were also from Wuhan. Aunt Chen asked if I wanted to
swap, saying her son was tired of her body and wanted a change.
After , Aunt Chen had tasted the sweetness and became enthusiastic about this mother-swapping, or rather, son-swapping activity.

I told her my thoughts, saying I couldn't accept my mother being with another man, although I
could also have sex with someone else's mother at the same time, but I still couldn't do it; my heart would hurt. Seeing that I
disagreed started to work on me, even calling her son into the video to persuade me. To show her sincerity,
Aunt Chen even took off her top and showed me her family's household registration book and her and her son's ID cards in
the video . After confirming that they were indeed a mother and son, and
after carefully admiring Aunt Chen's slightly sagging breasts for a while, my heart started to flutter. I told Aunt Chen I needed to discuss it with my mother and
ask for her opinion. Aunt Chen then gave me her phone number, telling me to contact
her anytime if I had any news. After glancing at Aunt Chen's breasts a few more times, I reluctantly turned off the video, my mind
racing with thoughts of how to persuade my mother to agree to the swap.

That evening, after dinner and a shower, seeing the burning desire in my mother's eyes, I knew my chance had come. Perhaps this was
the only way to get her to agree. So, after my mother got into bed, I gently helped her undress
, and as usual, I took a deep breath between her legs. This was
a habit I had before making love with my mother. The mixture of the fresh scent of shower gel and the fishy smell of her vaginal fluids—I
think any man would go crazy for that. My mother was almost 51 years old, with fair skin. While not
as , it wasn't bad either; at least I thought it felt nice to the touch. Her figure wasn't particularly great, but
I was captivated by her body. My mother's breasts weren't large; in her youth, they were probably only a B cup. My mother's bra is now
sagging, and her nipples are dark brown. I don't know if it's because I sucked too much when I was little or when I grew up. She has
a slightly protruding belly and thick pubic hair, starting a little below her navel and extending to her buttocks and anus
(photo attached). This is the main reason I'm fascinated by my mother's body. Smelling the fishy, pungent smell
emanating and seeing that large patch of dark pubic hair between her legs, my
penis is already in fighting mode without any foreplay. But I don't want to get to the point so quickly, because I have a purpose today.
So I started giving my mother oral sex. As soon as the salty, slightly fishy liquid entered my mouth, my mother
began to moan, and her vaginal fluids flowed continuously. Everyone says young girls are wet and have tight vaginas, but in
my opinion, my mother's vagina is no less than that of any teenage or twenty-year-old girl. In the film, the actresses' vaginal fluids
only flowed to the vaginal opening, but my mother's fluids flowed all the way to her anus and even dripped onto the bed. Of
all the women I've had, my mother's vagina wasn't the tightest, but it produced the most vaginal fluid. Perhaps
having sex more exciting.

I turned to my side, licking my mother's clitoris with my tongue while inserting my right middle and ring fingers
into her vagina. Under this double stimulation, my mother's moans grew louder, her hips arched upwards repeatedly, and
her hands unconsciously groaned wildly on the bed. Seeing my mother so frenzied, I abandoned giving her oral sex and focused on...
I used two fingers to dig and probe inside my mother's vagina. Maybe I didn't find the G-spot mentioned in porn,
because I didn't see the legendary squirting. But I still made my mother orgasm once. Her vagina was already
soaking wet , and some of the dried vaginal fluid had turned milky white. Watching my mother twitching, I put
the two fingers I had pulled out under my nose and smelled them. A nauseating smell made me frown. I grabbed some
toilet paper from the bedside table and wiped myself haphazardly, then waited for my mother to recover.

It was twenty minutes later when Mom had fully recovered from her orgasm. I
gently stroked her body, thinking about how to bring up the idea of swapping partners. My face was turned
towards hers. When she recovered and saw me looking at her, she blushed and asked me what was wrong. Actually,
I was thinking about something and hadn't been looking at her at all. Her question brought me back to my senses. Seeing her
lingering gaze, I almost gave up on the idea of swapping partners. But when I thought of Aunt Chen's voluptuous body and her
vagina, which I hadn't seen yet, I became incredibly excited. So I rolled over and pinned Mom down, my penis
easily plunging deep into her vagina. Tonight, I had planned to use my big penis to make Mom beg for mercy before
bringing up the swapping idea. Coupled with the thought of Aunt Chen's voluptuous breasts, the stimulation from both sides
made me start thrusting wildly as soon as I entered Mom's vagina (photo attached). For more than ten minutes, I fucked
Mom until her eyes rolled back and she orgasmed at least twice before I ejaculated.

I pulled my penis out of her vagina, quickly placed some toilet paper under her buttocks, and watched the semen gushing
out , watching her body still convulsing and trembling. I felt immense satisfaction once again.
My mother was unconscious, her eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. I started thinking again about how to
bring up idea of swapping partners with her. It was a truly agonizing and troublesome matter. The agonizing part was
offering my mother's hands to another man, and the troublesome part was figuring out how to convince her to agree.

I got out of bed and went into the bathroom, showering while thinking about what to say. After showering, I went into the room and saw
my mother getting out of bed to shower. Seeing her satisfied expression, I thought it might work. After she finished showering
and came into the room, I eagerly pulled her onto the bed and told her my idea. My mother looked very
surprised . In my memory, this was the first time she had such an expression since we had sex. No
matter how bad I became, she would only smile faintly. I never expected that this exchange idea would cross
her bottom line. For a moment, I felt like a child who had done something wrong, hanging my head and waiting for my mother's
punishment .

After a brief silence, my mother spoke, asking me why I had such an idea. I then told her everything that had happened to me
online . After listening, my mother was silent for a long time again.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive. On one hand, I didn't want my mother to be with another man, but on the other hand, I was
somewhat hopeful that my mother would agree to this. With conflicted feelings, I anxiously waited for my mother's
answer.

My mother leaned against the headboard, her eyes closed, as if she were asleep, while I was like an ant on a hot pan, even my hand that
was smoking was trembling. After a long sigh, Mom finally opened her eyes. Seeing
my expectant gaze, she nodded in agreement, but also made a few demands: 1. Condoms must be used when having sex with Aunt
Chen son. It's not about being afraid of pregnancy, but for safety; Mom had already undergone a tubal ligation.
2. No perverted or excessive behavior is allowed; it must be a simple act of sex. 3. The two pairs of mothers and sons must
have sex in separate rooms, not together, and not in our house or anyone else's house.
I wholeheartedly agreed to this. Watching another man have sex with my mother would drive me crazy, or at least I
might not be able to get an erection. 4. No photos or videos allowed. When Mom and I have sex, if we
're in the mood, we sometimes take photos or record videos. Mom
enjoys watching these photos and videos alone. She says seeing her son's prowess in the videos
gives her a great sense of satisfaction, so she's afraid that if someone takes pictures or records videos and posts them online, she
'll be too ashamed to face anyone. 5. "For my sake, you can agree to this once, but only once, and not a second time."

After hearing my mother's request, I felt it wasn't unreasonable. Thinking that Aunt Chen and her son probably wouldn't refuse, I
nodded in agreement. I originally wanted to call Aunt Chen immediately, but seeing that it was late, I
excitedly held my mother and fell asleep.

Nothing happened that night. The first thing I did when I woke up the next day was to turn on the computer. I saw that Aunt Chen was indeed online,
so I told her about my mother's request from the previous night, as well as some of my worries and concerns. Aunt Chen is a very
understanding person. After listening, she immediately said that everything would be based on my mother and son. That is, when my mother
is , my mother would be the priority, and when I am with Aunt Chen, I would be the priority. Aunt Chen only had
one request, the same as my mother's: no excessive or perverted behavior. She could accept other foreplay and
variations To show their sincerity, they would cover the cost of the hotel room,
and the hotel would definitely not be low-class. Seeing the enthusiastic mother and son, my enthusiasm was ignited as well. My previously
conflicted feelings brightened, and after discussing the details, we set a meeting date
two weeks later.

The two weeks of waiting were anxious and long. During these two weeks,
I had , discovering that they were truly sincere and open-minded people. They
didn't talk much about the swap, but instead chatted with my mother and me about everyday life, encouraging
my mother to let go of her anxieties. I also found that Aunt Chen's son was quite handsome, which put my
mind at ease. If my mother were to be with a man I found disgusting, I think
I 'd have a lifelong regret. After talking with Aunt Chen, my mother also gradually relaxed,
no longer as resistant as before. From her expression, I realized she was actually somewhat looking forward to the
swap, which made me restless. I wanted to find time to talk to my mother properly; I didn't want her to be seduced by
another man. However, to my surprise, my understanding mother had already seen through my worries and anxieties.
She told me that she wasn't attracted to Aunt Chen's son, but was just a little
nervous . In her heart, I would always be number one. She wouldn't
have sex with any other man besides me and the man she was exchanging with, and Aunt Chen's son would only have sex once. This relieved my anxiety a lot, and
I felt secretly ashamed. I had so many women, while my mother only had me as her man. I was the one who suggested the exchange,
and yet I didn't trust my mother. I was so selfish.

The exciting day finally arrived. Two weeks later, one evening, the four of us met at the pre-
arranged location and had dinner together. Aunt Chen was dressed very beautifully, wearing a white t-shirt
and a tight skirt that only reached her knees. A woman in her fifties, she looked quite young when she dressed up. Her son
was also dressed very formally, in a light blue short-sleeved shirt and dark trousers. In comparison, my mother and I
were dressed casually, which made us look less formal. We had a great time chatting during the meal, without any of
the awkwardness of meeting for the first time. My mother and Aunt Chen were like old friends, chatting enthusiastically. Aunt Chen's
son even exchanged experiences about incest and online dating. When Aunt Chen learned that I
had bought a house and a car at such a young age, and was a senior engineer in a state-owned enterprise, she praised me for being capable and said my mother was lucky.
Seeing the slightly proud smile on my mother's face, I knew that all my hard work had been worthwhile.

The meal lasted almost two hours. By the time Aunt Chen paid the bill, it was nearly eight o'clock.
Led by Aunt Chen, the four of us took two taxis to a relatively upscale hotel in Wuhan and booked
two adjacent rooms. When we entered the room, my mother and I exchanged glances. Seeing my mother's reluctant
expression, I suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if we were parting forever. Just like that, I was giving my mother away to another man. My
heart ached, but things had already progressed this far, and it was impossible to give up now. So
I nodded slightly to my mother, using my eyes to tell her that I would always be by her side. My mother understood my feelings and
nodded back. She and Aunt Chen's son went into the room first.

I followed Aunt Chen into a room next door. My first impression upon entering was that, apart from the room and
bed being larger than those in other hotels, there wasn't anything particularly special about it. The bathroom was right outside the door, and the room
only had a TV, albeit an LCD one.
There was also internet access, a bedside lamp, and an automatic mahjong table—everything you'd find in other hotels. Condoms, drinks, and snacks were on the table. I couldn't understand how such an ordinary hotel could be considered
a star-rated hotel. But since I wasn't paying, after a brief moment of reflection, I focused my attention on Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen was very open; since it was summer, she took off her outer clothes and skirt as soon as we entered, leaving only
her bra and panties. I had noticed from her t-shirt that she was wearing a black lace bra when we met, and now that she had taken it off
, it was indeed true—a black lace bra and panties, clearly a matching set. I also noticed that Aunt Chen had a lot
of , as I could see the pubic hair peeking out from the edge of her panties and the dark
patch above them. Aunt Chen smiled happily when she saw me staring at her intently, almost drooling.
She then offered to shower with me. Suddenly remembering something, I told her to shower first, since
we had plenty of time and could shower together later. Aunt Chen didn't say anything and went into the bathroom.

After hearing the water, I quickly hid my wallet in a well-hidden spot and sent a text message to
my mother , telling her to also put away her valuables. It was our first time meeting them, and we were already in a hotel room;
it was better to be careful. I didn't want to end up losing more than I gained. Losing valuables was
one thing, but losing both the woman and my belongings, and even causing my mother to lose her virginity, was unforgivable.
In the text, I repeatedly reminded my mother to be vigilant and leave the room immediately if anything seemed amiss. Only after receiving her
reply did I feel relieved and put my phone under my pillow, putting it on vibrate.

Aunt Chen showered quickly, coming out in just a few minutes. She wasn't particularly aroused,
and her towel wasn't wrapped around her body, just draped over her shoulders. Looking at her mature body, I really wanted to pin
her down on the bed and have my way with her, but it was still early, and I had enough self-control.
So took off all my clothes. Seeing my erect, nearly two-and-a-half-inch-long
penis, Aunt Chen lost her composure, repeatedly saying how long and big it was. I smiled proudly and went into the bathroom.
Actually I had showered before leaving, but I had sweated a little while eating, so I just rinsed off quickly and washed my penis carefully
before coming out.

I didn't wear a towel; I came out naked. Seeing Aunt Chen already leaning against
the bed naked, my penis, which had already softened, started to stir again. When Aunt Chen saw me come out, she patted
the bed, gesturing for me to get in too. Strangely enough,
even though I'm usually quite the ladies' man, having been with all sorts of women and seen all kinds of situations, I was like a child in front of Aunt Chen. I did whatever she said,
completely lacking my own opinions. To avoid remaining in this numb and stiff state, I lit a cigarette.
As I inhaled the smoke, I slowly began to relax, gently leaning back on the bed, enjoying the
relaxation the cigarette brought me.

Seeing that I was in bed, Aunt Chen obediently rested her head on my shoulder and started chatting with me.
The topic was nothing more than sexual pleasure, such as how she and my mother usually played, what positions they used, what
kinds of games they had tried, etc. While chatting, she gently stroked my body with her hands. I enjoyed the pleasure
brought , and told her all about my time with my mother. The more Aunt Chen listened, the more excited she became.
Her hands, which had been gently stroking me, became more forceful, and her breathing gradually became heavier. Finally,
she simply grabbed my already hard penis and started stroking it up and down.

Of course, I wasn't satisfied with just using her hands. I stubbed out my cigarette and
whispered in Aunt Chen's ear, "Use your mouth." Aunt Chen then leaned down and swallowed my penis whole. Aunt Chen's oral sex skills
are excellent; she's incredibly skilled at sucking, licking, and swallowing. Especially when she licks, she goes from below my testicles all the way to
the glans , and immediately follows with a deep throat. It felt so good that I felt like ejaculating
after only a few strokes. With Aunt Chen's permission, I yelled and ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. Aunt Chen truly lives up to her reputation!
She's a pro. Even as I ejaculated, her tongue kept licking my urethra, and her mouth
was sucking my penis tightly, as if she wanted to drain me dry.

I ejaculated a lot this time, more than I've ever done in my life. I estimate it lasted about half a
minute. After I finished, my penis was still throbbing in Aunt Chen's mouth. She didn't immediately spit it out,
but continued to gently lick it, letting me enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm. Only when my penis stopped
throbbing did she spit it out. I thought she would eat my semen, but instead, she spat it into
a trash can next to the bed. This was a little disappointing, but getting oral sex in Aunt Chen's mouth was still a pleasure.
No woman I know can do this kind of oral sex, not even the trained sauna
girls. I'm lucky to have met such a top-notch mature woman. If I had too high expectations
, I might have lost even more.

After resting for a bit, I got up and went to the bathroom. I quickly rinsed myself off and thoroughly
washed my penis with shower gel. When I came out, I saw Aunt Chen had already turned on the TV and was watching it casually. Seeing me
, she asked if I was enjoying it. I sincerely praised her, and she was very happy to hear that. She said that apart from her son, who was
already used to it, no man could last more than 5 minutes in her mouth. Although it was a bit of
an exaggeration, I still had to admit that Aunt Chen's oral sex skills were absolutely top-notch, so I didn't
argue . I lit a cigarette and leisurely smoked it.

Because I had just ejaculated, I couldn't do it for a while. Aunt Chen was a very understanding woman. She
gently on my shoulder, watching the boring TV while chatting with me casually.
At that moment, I forgot about my mother, forgot about everything. It was as if all my burdens and pressures had suddenly disappeared.
I just wanted to hold her like that forever.

After chatting for over an hour, Aunt Chen couldn't hold back any longer. She placed her hand on my penis again, gently
pulled back the foreskin, and found a little semen inside. Aunt Chen lowered her head and smelled it, then swallowed my penis in one gulp
. Although I wasn't really ready to do it yet, I didn't want to give up this great opportunity, so I lifted
Aunt Chen , rolled over, and pinned her down. Only now can I truly appreciate Aunt Chen's body. Her skin is very
smooth, smoother than my mother's, perhaps because it's often moisturized by men's semen. However, her skin isn't as fair as my mother's,
probably because my mother stays at home most of the time and rarely goes out. Her breasts are very large, more than twice the size of my mother's
, and they've started to sag. Her nipples are also dark brown and quite long. Her lower abdomen is also a bit
protruding . Her pubic hair is very similar to my mother's, thick and abundant, no wonder her underwear can't cover it. Both sides of her labia are covered
in pubic hair. I've always liked women with a lot of pubic hair, and seeing so much pubic hair now makes me even more excited. Her labia are a little
dark, but the vaginal opening inside is pink. Overall, Aunt Chen's figure is
better and fuller than my mother's, who has started to gain weight.

I took a deep breath between Aunt Chen's legs, the pungent smell of her vaginal fluids exciting me. I
licked it with my tongue; it was salty with a slightly fishy taste. It seems all middle-aged women's vaginal fluids taste pretty much the same. Aunt Chen
was already aroused, starting to moan softly, and her vaginal fluids increased. I
had never seen such a horny woman before; she was already soaking wet before anything even started. So I began to give Aunt Chen oral sex. Of course
, I didn't eat her vaginal fluids like in novels; I just licked her clitoris back and forth with my tongue. Aunt Chen's clitoris was already large,
and with the stimulation of my tongue, it became even larger, feeling like a man's penis. It slowly became erect, and
Aunt Chen moans grew louder and louder. Her moans were beautiful, like sounds coming from her nose,
thin and high-pitched, making one's bones go weak. I think every man would be unable to resist such moans, and I
was no exception. I had originally wanted to finger Aunt Chen, but after hearing those enchanting moans, I
couldn't wait to press down on her.

After spreading Aunt Chen's legs, I knelt on the bed and rubbed my penis back and forth on her vagina a few times
before thrusting it all the way in. Aunt Chen cried out "Ah!" It seems that my thick and long penis still has some
power; even an experienced expert like Aunt Chen almost couldn't take it. I asked her if it hurt a lot, and
after receiving a negative answer, I began to thrust into Aunt Chen's vagina forcefully. Aunt Chen's vagina wasn't that tight,
perhaps because there was too much vaginal fluid. I only felt it was wet and slippery, without
the feeling of being squeezed that I had when I had sex with my mother. Moreover, Aunt Chen's vagina was very deep; when I thrust all the way in, I couldn't even touch the cervix. It seems that
the amount of sexual activity a woman has usually has a certain impact on her vagina. Aunt Chen probably hadn't fully adjusted
to the length of my penis. She moaned and asked me to be gentler and slower, but I was unmoved. Thinking about my mother
in the next room, probably being vigorously fucked by that man, my heart ached.
I fucked Aunt Chen with all my might. Of course, Aunt Chen didn't know what I was thinking. She enjoyed my
thrusts while moaning loudly. Because it was my second time, it lasted a particularly long time. We changed positions,
and when we were in doggy style (also known as rear entry), I secretly took some pictures with my phone when she wasn't looking.

I kept going for almost half an hour before I felt like ejaculating. I originally wanted to ejaculate
inside Aunt Chen's vagina, but then I thought of my mother. So, at the very moment before I ejaculated, I pulled out my penis, straddled
Aunt Chen's neck, and ejaculated wildly into her face and mouth. Aunt Chen reacted quickly; seeing me
get up, she knew what I was going to do and swiftly opened her mouth. Even so, some semen still got onto
her face, eyes, and nose; very little actually went into her mouth. Seeing Aunt Chen's
face covered in my semen, I suddenly felt a sense of vengeful pleasure. I knew it was because of
my mother ; without her, this experience would have been perfect.

The second ejaculation wasn't much. After I finished, Aunt Chen tactfully licked the remaining semen and
her own vaginal fluid from my penis. Looking at her wanton appearance, I couldn't help but half-jokingly, half-sarcastically ask her if
my semen tasted better than her vaginal fluid. She didn't answer immediately. After licking my
penis clean and spitting out the semen, she said the tastes were about the same and she couldn't tell the difference. I wanted to
tease her a bit more, but then I thought about it. This exchange was something I agreed to; no one forced me. Aunt Chen and her son...
I didn't do anything wrong. My actions stemmed entirely from my love for my mother and my own selfishness. Once I
understood , I felt relieved, though a lingering pain remained.

After we both recovered, I took a shower with Aunt Chen. During the shower, I inevitably became quite groping
, but having ejaculated twice, I had little desire left; I was just teasing Aunt Chen. It was almost midnight when I
came out I turned off the TV and lights, lay in bed, and quietly pondered. Aunt Chen didn't
bother me, which immediately shifted my thoughts from her to my mother. What was she doing? Was she being
taken advantage of by that man, or was she nestled in his arms like Aunt Chen,
or was she already asleep? I wanted to go check on her, but I didn't dare. Tonight, my mother didn't belong to me. With mixed
feelings, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next day, when I opened my eyes, I saw Aunt Chen on the bed giving me oral sex again. Of course, I wasn't going to let her off the hook. After a good night's
rest , and having slept until I naturally woke up, I had regained all my strength. Looking at
Aunt Chen, who was giving me oral sex so enthusiastically, I felt a surge of excitement and couldn't wait to have her on top of me. Aunt Chen probably couldn't take it anymore,
and without saying a word she sat on top of me. As soon as I penetrated her, she started rocking back and forth. I love this woman-on
-top position the most. It's not tiring, and I can see the expression on a woman's face when she's being fucked. I can also see my
penis going in and out of a woman's vagina. I think this position is the most exciting.

Aunt Chen is indeed a middle-aged woman in her prime. We did it twice that night. Even though I had rested for a night, doing it
again in the morning was a bit too much for a young man in his twenties like me. Aunt Chen, on the other hand, seemed like
she hadn't been fucked by a man in a long time. Her movements were still so wild, and her moans were as loud and soul-stirring as ever. I
closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure Aunt Chen was giving me. I felt that Aunt Chen's vagina seemed a little tighter than yesterday.
I don't know if it was just psychological, but the pleasure was much stronger than last night. In less than ten minutes, I felt
like I was going to ejaculate. After she agreed, I thrust upwards forcefully, and a thick stream of semen shot
deep into Aunt Chen's vagina. I don't know if Aunt Chen also had an orgasm, but I could clearly feel that at the
moment , Aunt Chen's vagina gripped my penis tightly, making me feel like I was in heaven.

After I finished ejaculating, Aunt Chen got up, but she didn't get off me. She just sat up
a little, letting my penis slide out, and then she sat on my stomach again. Seeing the semen
slowly flowing out of her vagina and down to my stomach, I was incredibly excited. I suddenly had an
urge , but I immediately rejected it. There was still my semen there. Eating my own semen was too much to bear. I
couldn't do it. I had smelled my own semen before when I masturbated, and it smelled so fishy that it made me want to vomit. Let alone eating it
. It was just a fleeting thought, and I didn't act on it.

After resting for a bit, I checked the time on my phone. I thought it was only around nine or ten in the morning, but when I
looked
at my phone, I realized it was almost noon. I had slept for over ten hours; no wonder I woke up naturally. I checked my phone again and found no missed calls, only a few spam texts. I wondered how my mother was doing
, so I told Aunt Chen I wanted to go check on her. Aunt Chen smiled and said her son had already called her, and
they were all dressed and waiting for us.

I quickly got up and went to the bathroom, showering, brushing my teeth, and washing my face—I was done in five minutes.
When Aunt Chen saw me come out, she went in to shower too. While she was showering, I took out my wallet and counted
the money and documents inside. Nothing was missing, so I felt much relieved. It seems I was being too suspicious. After getting dressed, I greeted Aunt Chen at the bathroom
door and went next door to find my mother.

The person at the door was my mother. I carefully examined her and found that her expression was
normal , which reassured me. In front of outsiders, I didn't want to ask about last night's events. I simply
greeted Aunt Chen's son politely, telling him that Aunt Chen would be out soon, and offered him a cigarette. I
lit one for myself as well. My mother kept shaking her head, telling me to smoke less because it was bad for my health. I smoked
while to appease her. Aunt Chen's son sat politely beside me, smiling as he watched us.
He seemed like a very introverted person, rarely speaking, or perhaps just a quiet, reserved type. Anyway, it was only our first chance
to meet , so I didn't bother to get to know him.

After finishing her cigarette, Aunt Chen knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that we were all waiting for her, she smiled apologetically and
said she was going to check out. My mother and I naturally wanted to go home early, so we followed her downstairs. When it came time to pay the bill
, we exchanged pleasantries, but Aunt Chen ended up paying. We ate at a small restaurant after leaving the hotel.
When Aunt Chen seemed a little reluctant to leave, holding my mother and me's hands and saying we should keep in touch. She even called my mother
"Big Sister," showing that Aunt Chen was a very sentimental person.

After we all got home, I couldn't wait to ask my mother about what happened last night. I thought that man would
torment my mother all night like he'd never seen a woman before, but to my surprise, Aunt Chen's son was very
gentlemanly and respectful to my mother. He only did it once that night, and he did it exactly as my mother requested, using a condom.
This surprised me quite a bit. It seems I really was judging a gentleman by my own standards. In comparison, I was
too greedy , not only doing it three times but also with a hint of revenge in my mind. Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a while, Mom
guessed what had happened. She told me not to overcomplicate things and asked about my situation. I told her
the truth , and she just smiled faintly, asking if I was satisfied now. I
nodded shyly. Mom then reminded me again that I only agreed to go last night for my sake, and that it shouldn't
happen again. I immediately nodded in agreement.

Actually, after a crazy night with Aunt Chen, I didn't feel much excitement. Maybe it was because Mom and I were in
separate rooms, so I couldn't see Mom being with another man; I could only imagine it, which greatly reduced
the psychological stimulation. And when I got home, it felt like just a one-night stand; I didn't feel anything
else . So, even without Mom saying anything, I didn't want it to happen again. Mom belongs to me alone, and I
will never let another man have her again.

After dinner, Mom and I didn't have any desire, so we went back to our rooms. I turned on my computer and saw
Aunt Chen was online, so I greeted her. Aunt Chen asked how I felt, and I told her I didn't want it to happen again.
I told her my true feelings. Although I had already experienced it, I still couldn't accept my mother being
with someone else. Aunt Chen understood my feelings and didn't say much, only that my penis gave her unforgettable memories and
she hoped we could stay in touch, but not in a swapping arrangement. Thinking that having such a slutty mature
lover would be nice, I readily agreed. Aunt Chen even jokingly said that next time she wanted to
do it with my mother.

A mature woman threesome? And one of them was my own mother? Just thinking about it was exciting, and I looked forward to that
day …

In reality, every action, every word, even every thought has a huge chain reaction,
just like in the movie "The Butterfly Effect." Every action or thought will
benefit some people and harm others. Take me for example. If my father hadn't had an affair
that led to my parents' divorce, I wouldn't have been able to live alone with my mother for so many years. If it weren't for this
, I wouldn't have developed a strong Oedipus complex, and the incestuous relationship wouldn't have happened. If the incest hadn't happened, there wouldn't have been the swapping, and I certainly wouldn't be experiencing this mature woman threesome today. So , before
anyone says or does anything , they can't possibly know what the consequences will be—whether it's a blessing or a curse, joy or sorrow , it's all unpredictable. Perhaps I was lucky enough to have the thought of swapping once, but the chain reaction it caused has benefited me greatly. 　　I've always wanted to try the experience of a mature woman threesome. Don't laugh at me; it's a personal preference. Ever since I fell in love with my mother's body, I've had a strong possessive desire for older women. Of course, I also have a reaction to young girls' bodies. I think since I like women of all ages, it's not a kind of pathology; I just prefer having sex with older women, so I don't plan to change anything. 　　Before this, I had tried threesomes many times, but always in saunas. Those were purely transactional , devoid of emotion, and I couldn't experience the pleasure of threesomes. I envied the male protagonists in porn films, having two beautiful women simultaneously licking one man's genitals with their two mouths. I longed to experience that feeling, but I could never quite grasp it. In saunas, no matter how much money I spent, no woman was willing to do it. So, I hoped even more that one day I could fulfill my wish. This feeling persisted until I met Aunt Chen. 　　After that swap, it took me a long time to emerge from the shadow of pain. During that time, I was like a madwoman , releasing my energy on my mother every day. My mother seemed to know I was suffering and instinctively cooperated with me. After a while, my mood finally calmed down, and I grew tired of this monotonous sex life, always thinking about when to find some excitement again. 　　Naturally, I thought of Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen had been in contact with my son and me lately, but we both had a grudge and always seemed indifferent to her. I must say, Aunt Chen is a very kind and helpful woman. Even knowing our cold attitude, she persisted in contacting us every day. I don't know if she wanted to maintain a sexual relationship with me or if she genuinely cared about us. However, judging from her words and actions, Aunt Chen still had a strong desire for me, which was the most important thing. So, I started chatting with Aunt Chen online again. 　　Aunt Chen was happy and excited that I had initiated the conversation. I told her all my inner turmoil and subtly expressed my desire for her and my mother to have a threesome with me. Aunt Chen is quite experienced; she knew what I wanted without me saying much and agreed almost without hesitation. But her agreement wasn't enough; my mother's consent was also required. Aunt Chen reminded me of this in QQ, so I started to worry about how to persuade my mother. This time, however, it'll be with another woman, so it should n't be as difficult as the last time we swapped partners. But I still need to find a suitable opportunity, otherwise Mom will start having second thoughts again. 　　After some time, the desire for a threesome grew stronger, but I had no chance to tell Mom. Plus, I started dating a new girlfriend, so I had fewer opportunities to have sex with Mom. But Mom wasn't jealous or unhappy about it. She often told me to treat my girlfriend well, and just to remember that she still had a mother in her heart. I was very touched by this. No woman can tolerate the man she loves being with another woman, but Mom is different. Although Mom is my lover, she is still my mother. Only Mom would selflessly dedicate herself without expecting anything in return. I suddenly felt very guilty. Mom is so sincere to me, but I only think about venting my lust on her , only about using her to achieve my perverted goals. But despite the guilt, the idea of a threesome with a mature woman kept lingering in my mind. So I decided to do what I did last time: satisfy Mom first before asking. That way, the chances of success would be much higher. 　　It was still summer that day. Because it was the weekend, I was in a particularly good mood, thinking about enjoying my mother's body . My heart raced with excitement. When I got home, I saw my mother naked, wearing an apron, chopping vegetables in the kitchen. Seeing her plump buttocks, my penis uncontrollably hardened. My mother didn't notice I was back and continued doing what she was doing with her back to me. I tiptoed into the room, quickly took off all my clothes, and quietly went into the kitchen. Then, I suddenly hugged my mother from behind, my penis naturally pressing against her buttocks. My mother was startled and screamed. She turned around, saw it was me, and breathed a sigh of relief . She smiled and asked me when I got home. I didn't answer. I simply reached my hands from behind and gently caressed my mother's breasts, rubbing my penis against her buttocks. Then I whispered in her ear, "Mom, you're so alluring." My mother lowered her head shyly, looking like a little girl. Seeing her expression, I couldn't control myself any longer. My hands, which had been on her chest, slowly slid down to between her legs, my palms stroking her thick pubic hair, while my middle fingers gently rubbed her clitoris and vaginal opening. Soon, my mother was wet, and sticky, slippery vaginal fluid was already flowing to her vaginal opening, looking like it was about to drip onto the ground. I couldn't believe that a woman nearing 50 could still be so wet; it seems that the stimulation from incest between mother and son is immense. 　　My mother was exhausted, panting heavily as she leaned against me. If it weren't for my left hand holding , she probably would have collapsed to the ground. Seeing that her vaginal fluid was flowing more and more, I immediately extended two...

I inserted my fingers into my mother's vagina, while my other hand cupped her breasts and kneaded them. My mother
groaned , which further aroused me. So I inserted a third finger into her vagina.
Although my mother's vagina was wider than a little girl's, it couldn't accommodate the width of three fingers. After only half of it went in,
my mother's face changed color. I asked my mother if it hurt, and she nodded, saying it was a little swollen and painful. So I gave up using
three fingers to finger her and focused on using two fingers to probe and dig inside her vagina. My mother
began to moan unrestrainedly.

To give my mother more pleasure, after fingering her for a while, I pulled out my fingers and squatted
down. My mother also tacitly supported herself with both hands on the stove and spread her legs. I first licked my mother's buttocks
for a while, and then began to carefully lick my mother's vulva, from the clitoris to the labia, and then to the vagina.
The salty, fishy vaginal fluid entered my mouth, and the taste stimulation made me even more excited. My mother also moaned loudly under the stimulation of my
tongue . Finally, I got tired and stood up. As soon as I stood up, I felt a wave of dizziness,
but it quickly subsided. My mother was also panting, still with her legs spread, waiting for me to enter.
But I didn't want to satisfy her so quickly, because today I wanted to talk to her about a threesome. So I helped my mother
up and turned her to face me. She leaned against my chest, seemingly still recovering from
the pleasure. Seeing my mother's feminine expression, I kissed her deeply on the lips. She
opened her mouth and our tongues intertwined.

After a French kiss, I couldn't hold back any longer. I felt like my glans was about to explode, so I whispered in my mother's
ear that I wanted anal sex. Since we had done anal sex many times before, my mother wasn't surprised
or shocked. She nodded and went to go into the room to get a condom, but I refused, saying that wearing a condom was uncomfortable. My mother
frowned and said that it was dirty there, and that I would get a disease. I still insisted, and my mother couldn't argue with me, so she didn't insist
anymore . So my mother squatted down and started giving me oral sex, and she even left her saliva on my penis.
After many anal sex sessions, my mother's anus had adapted to the size of my penis, and now she only needed a little lubrication
to insert it all the way in. Before, we used the lubricant on the condom, but today we didn't have a condom, so my mother could only use her saliva to
lubricate.

After a few minutes of intercourse, I almost ejaculated. So I had my mother turn around and face away from me in the same position.
I squatted down and licked her anus with my tongue, then stood up and rubbed my penis against her vaginal opening a few
times. After that, I pressed hard against her anus, and the head of my penis disappeared inside. I asked my mother
if it hurt , and after receiving a negative answer, I slowly inserted my penis all the way into her rectum. My mother
let out a strange cry, I couldn't tell if it was pleasure or discomfort. At that moment, I didn't care about my mother's feelings anymore. I just felt
my penis being tightly gripped, and the pleasure almost made me lose my balance. After regaining my composure, I started thrusting. This
position wasn't tiring because I was standing, and I didn't need to exert much force to penetrate all the way in. I didn't care whether my mother
was comfortable or not. It was uncomfortable; I just wanted to put out the fire in my heart as soon as possible. However, perhaps due to insufficient lubrication, my
penis was burning painfully in my mother's anus. So I pulled out my penis and quickly inserted it into my mother's
vagina , moving it back and forth. Then I inserted it into my mother's anus. This time it felt much
better, so I couldn't care about anything else and frantically moved back and forth. My mother kept moaning. I had already wanted to
ejaculate when my mother was giving me oral sex earlier, and with this onslaught, I couldn't hold back any longer.
After thrusting hard into my mother's anus a few times, my semen spurted out uncontrollably. My mother also stood up and clamped
my penis tightly between her anus. I have to say, this is tacit understanding. My mother knows what to do when and how to
make me feel good.

After I ejaculated, I pulled out my penis and watched the semen slowly flow out of my mother's anus. I felt
another surge excitement. My mother turned around and squatted down, preparing to clean me with her mouth (ps: this has become
an agreement or habit between my mother and me. Whether it's internal ejaculation, external ejaculation, facial ejaculation, oral sex, or anal sex,
as long as I finish ejaculating, my mother will clean me with her mouth. Envious?). I stopped my mother. This time, we didn't use
a condom, and it was anal sex again. It was too dirty. I didn't want my mother to suffer like that. My mother didn't insist and got up to go to
the toilet . After my mother came out, I also went in and rinsed off quickly. When I came out, I saw my mother continuing to chop vegetables. I knew
that my mother was definitely not satisfied yet, so I gently hugged my mother and told her that I would serve her well again tonight. My
mother shyly said "I hate you" and then ignored me.

I felt refreshed after ejaculating, and with tomorrow being a Sunday, I was in a great mood. Since there was still some
time , I turned on the computer and started playing games. When it was time to eat, Mom was still naked, wearing an apron.
She looked quite alluring from the front. Although I had already ejaculated once, seeing Mom's voluptuous body
still made me itch. I didn't even have much of an appetite, constantly thinking about our after-dinner battle.

After dinner, Mom went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while I went to the bathroom for a good shower. Afterwards, I didn't put on any clothes and
went straight to the room, planning how to satisfy Mom and what to say about a threesome. Half an hour later,
Mom also finished showering and came into the room. Seeing me naked, leaning against the headboard in a daze, she didn't disturb me, quietly staying by my
side. Actually, I wasn't dazed at all. I had just released my pent-up desires as soon as I got back, and having just eaten and showered
, I was inevitably a little tired, so I didn't want to move or talk. I had originally planned to rest a bit before satisfying
my mother , but seeing her completely naked, my penis started throbbing again. So I turned to the side
and gently stroked her breasts. Normally, my mother, nearing 50, with her slightly rough skin, sagging
breasts , and labia darkened from years of intercourse, wouldn't be very attractive to a man. But for me
, it was different. No matter how old she was, or how bad her figure was, she was still my mother. That
relationship gave me endless motivation and an insatiable desire. To be honest, it wasn't her
body that captivated me; it was the word "incest" that stimulated my genitals. So,
I always maintained a perfect erection when facing my mother.

Seeing me move, and knowing I had just finished, my mother considerately asked if I wanted to rest.
I shook my head. With such beauty before me, how could I possibly rest? I got up and knelt between her legs, habitually…
I took a deep breath and looked at my mother's thick pubic hair. My penis stood erect again. (PS: To
explain in detail, my mother has a lot of thick pubic hair, from her navel down to her anus, including
both sides . This is the only part of my mother's body that I am obsessed with. Since many people said
they couldn't see the photos in the previous post, I am reposting it this time. I will explain in detail how to see the photos at the end of the post.
If you still can't see them, then it's a technical problem.) But I didn't want to enter my mother's body so soon, so
I stuck out my tongue and focused on licking my mother.

My mother arched her legs, closed her eyes, and enjoyed my ministrations. She was already moaning softly,
and her body was responding. Her vaginal fluids flowed continuously, and combined with my saliva, they soaked
the pubic hair . Seeing that her fluids were flowing more and more, I abandoned my plan to lick her vagina, because I
really disliked the taste of vaginal fluids. So I took out a clean dildo, turned on the vibrator, and inserted it
deep into my mother's vagina. I then began to diligently lick her clitoris with my tongue. Although I did
this every time we made love, my mother still couldn't resist me. The intense pleasure from my tongue and the dildo quickly turned her soft moans into
loud ones clitoris, stimulated by my tongue, grew larger and larger,
becoming engorged and erect like a man's penis. I then took her clitoris into my mouth and sucked hard. She began to
tremble as if electrocuted, pressing her hands tightly against my head and clamping her legs around it
. I knew she was close to orgasm, so I sucked even harder on her clitoris while
simultaneously thrusting the dildo rapidly in and out of her vagina. Soon, she... She reached her climax, but this climax
was different from before. At the same time as Mom climaxed, a stream of yellow urine gushed out. I was incredibly
excited . I continued to insert the dildo into Mom's vagina while watching her urinate. The sheets on the bed
were soaked, as were my body and Mom's thighs, all wet. But I
didn't care at all. This was the first time in so many years I'd seen Mom urinate during her climax (ps: watching her go to the toilet
doesn't count). After Mom finished urinating, I pulled out the dildo and without hesitation began licking around Mom's vagina. A pungent smell wafted over ,
which excited me even more. I opened and closed my mouth wide,
licking around my mother's vulva with my tongue. (PS: Some people might say I'm disgusting or perverted, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it. My mother does
n't care whether my penis is clean or not. Whether she's just finished using the toilet or just ejaculated, she
gives me oral sex, blowjobs, and even swallows my semen without complaint. Today, I'm just licking her vulva after she urinated
, which I think is perfectly acceptable.) My mother had already lost consciousness, her body was just convulsing,
and she had no idea what I was doing.

After licking my mother clean, I quickly went to the bathroom to wash myself. Then I waited for her to regain consciousness. I don't
know how much time passed, but my mother sighed, opened her eyes, and saw the mess on the bed and her genitals.
She smiled sheepishly, got up, and went to the bathroom. I handed her the dildo and told her to wash it. I
started cleaning the sheets myself. The wet sheets obviously couldn't be used anymore, and the quilt underneath was also soaked.
I had no choice but to put the sheets in the washing machine, fluff up the quilt, and put it on a chair to dry
tomorrow . I replaced the quilt and sheets, and after making the bed, my mother was naked. She came out naked, and seeing that
I was all ready, she didn't say anything, but quietly lay down beside me. I asked my mother why she had sprayed
urine today, and she herself didn't know. To be precise, she didn't even know that she had sprayed urine. She only knew that her mind
went blank at the time, and her body felt like it was flying in the sky. I knew that I must have made my mother go too far. I've
been with my mother for so long, and she has never squirted during orgasm. Since today was the first time, there
will be a second time. I was thinking about buying some vibrators and vibrating eggs, but that's a matter for later.
The main purpose today was to persuade my mother to agree to a threesome.

After resting for a while, Mom felt much better and asked if I wanted to play more. I hadn't released yet,
so of course I wanted to play. I said "Mmm" and started preparing. Mom obediently lay across my
stomach, opened her mouth and took my penis in, giving me oral sex. After I got hard, Mom rolled over to sit on me
, but I stopped her. I told her we should do something special today. Mom didn't understand and
looked at me with a puzzled expression. I smiled slightly, first putting on a condom, then taking out another condom and putting it
on the dildo. Mom understood immediately, blushing and calling me a pervert. But despite her words, her body was already moving in
sync with my movements. Mom raised her head high... I lifted her legs and held them up with my hands, trying to expose her anus as much as possible.
I then slowly inserted the dildo into my mother's anus, turning on the vibration. My mother trembled slightly.
Seeing that everything was alright, I inserted my real penis into my mother's vagina. I believe everyone
can . That's right, it's double penetration, the lower one is fake and the upper one is real. The reason I wore a condom
was so I could switch holes halfway through. Actually, I had tried this kind of play before, but not often. Today, I was in a good mood, so
I simply filled both of my mother's holes. This would not only improve the quality of sex and make my mother comfortable, but more
importantly it would satisfy my perverted psychology. It was killing three birds with one stone, so why not?

As soon as I entered my mother's body, I could feel the pleasure brought by the vibrating dildo in another hole
. My mother went into a frenzy from the very beginning, moaning loudly.
Stimulated by her moans and the dildo, I began to thrust wildly into her vagina. Watching my own mother being
fucked by me, looking at her thick, dark pubic hair, her large, red, and slightly dark labia, and then looking at
the dildo tightly inserted into her anus, it felt like a dream. In that instant, I
truly felt that even death would be worthwhile.

Because I had ejaculated once before, and was wearing a condom, this time it lasted unusually long. Even after my mother reached another
orgasm , I still didn't feel like ejaculating. So, regardless of whether my mother could handle it or not,
I rolled her over, made her kneel on the bed, pulled out the dildo, removed the condom, and then inserted it into my mother's
vagina. Meanwhile, I prepared to insert my erect penis into my mother's anus. The dildo was definitely larger than my penis.
Seeing that my mother's anus had been stretched into a large hole, I felt another surge of excitement. Looking at the sides of my mother's anus...
Seeing her pubic hair and dark anus, I couldn't hold back any longer. Holding my mother's thighs, I thrust all the way in and started pumping
frantically . My mother was exhausted, only moaning mechanically. Her vagina
was covered in dried, white vaginal fluid. I became more and more excited, and
the urge grew stronger. So I told my mother I was going to ejaculate. My mother hurriedly turned around, trying to take my
penis in her mouth. I took off my condom, held my penis in my hand, and ejaculated wildly into my mother's mouth. However, although it was described as a wild ejaculation
, there wasn't much semen this time. After my mother swallowed my semen, she continued to
clean me up with her mouth. After cleaning me up, my mother got up and went to the bathroom. I followed her in happily
and took a bath with my mother.

After showering, I went into the room with my mother. As soon as I got into bed, she nestled against my chest. I gently kissed
her forehead and told her I wanted Aunt Chen to come and play with us, repeatedly emphasizing that
it would only be Aunt Chen this time, not her son. Surprisingly, my mother didn't say anything,
let alone refuse. She simply asked if Aunt Chen would be willing. Afraid that my mother would accuse me of being presumptuous, I
lied and said I hadn't told Aunt Chen yet and would ask her tomorrow. My mother nodded and told me to let her know
once I had made the arrangements. She said that if there were no outsiders, Aunt Chen could come over to play. I was overjoyed inside, but I
remained calm , agreed, and lay down with my mother in my arms. I quickly fell asleep.

The next day was a weekend, no work. I slept until almost 11 am, feeling
refreshed It seems sleeping until I naturally wake up is the best. I walked around the house but didn't see my mom.
She'd probably gone grocery shopping or to the mahjong parlor downstairs. I was too lazy to call. Just waking up,
my penis was hard and there was no one to help me, which was a little uncomfortable, but I didn't think much of it; morning erections are normal. After using
the bathroom, brushing my teeth, and washing my face, my penis was back to normal. So I turned on the computer and went
online . Aunt Chen was still online, so I told her my mom had agreed and asked when she could
come over. Aunt Chen immediately said she could come that day. I considered it; my mom had been
exhausted , so she might not have the energy today. I told Aunt Chen to come tomorrow and gave her a rough
address, since I had her phone number, and we could contact her when she arrived. Aunt Chen happily agreed. Seeing my wish about to
come true made me very happy too. I closed the chat window and started playing games.

Mom came back at noon, and sure enough, she went to play mahjong. I told her Aunt Chen would be coming tomorrow, and Mom was
surprised it was so soon. She said she hadn't prepared anything at home and would go buy some groceries in the afternoon. After lunch, Mom went
for a nap , while I continued playing my games. In the afternoon, after Mom woke up, she went out to buy groceries. After dinner, we all went to bed.
Everyone knew there would be a big battle tomorrow, so we all tacitly refrained from bothering each other,
conserving our energy for tomorrow's battle. Thinking about how today was wasted like this, it's really a bit of a regret.

Nothing happened that night. When I woke up the next morning, it was only a little before 9 a.m. Aunt Chen said she would come over for lunch.
Since it was still early, I got up, washed up, and played games again. My mother was in the kitchen preparing lunch. It was Aunt Chen's
first time visiting my house. Although the relationship between the three of us was quite special and subtle, she was still a guest, and
my mother didn't want to be impolite, so she started preparing early in the morning. I wanted to help, but my mother said I didn't need to, so
I didn't insist. I played until 11:30 a.m. when Aunt Chen finally called and said she had arrived at a certain station. I
knew immediately that it was downstairs from my house, so I put on my pajamas and went downstairs to meet her. My mother started cooking.

As I went downstairs, I saw Aunt Chen looking around at the station. She was dressed beautifully today, wearing a white round-neck
short-sleeved t-shirt, black stockings, a black skirt, and high heels. Although she was 50 years old,
she still looked very charming. And if no one pointed it out, you wouldn't guess she was 50. I wanted
to tease her, but seeing the crowd at the station, I didn't want to be laughed at. So I just called out to her from behind.
Aunt Chen turned around, saw it was me, and happily came over, saying things like, "It's hot," and "My house is so far away.
" I casually replied and led her home. As soon as we entered, Aunt Chen greeted my mother warmly as "
Big Sister ." My mother smiled and invited Aunt Chen to sit down, pouring tea and offering snacks, while ignoring me.
But I didn't mind at all. Watching the two voluptuous women chatting and laughing, I was overjoyed.
I was going to enjoy the service of two mature women, including my own mother. Just thinking about it made me excited.

Mom chatted with Aunt Chen for a while, then asked Aunt Chen to wait a moment while she went into the kitchen to cook. Aunt Chen
finally turned her attention to me. Seeing that I wasn't talking, she sat down next to me and started chatting. Mom
cooked quickly, and after chatting with Aunt Chen for a short while, the food was ready. The three of us then sat down to eat. Being in a good
mood meant having a good appetite, and since I had physical labor to do later, I ate a lot. Aunt Chen and Mom
, on the other hand, ate and chatted. I finished eating quite a while ago, but they were still eating and talking, which made me very impatient.
I didn't want to rush them, so I went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came out of the shower, Mom and Aunt Chen had also finished eating and were cleaning up. Seeing me come out, Mom turned to
Aunt Chen and asked if she wanted to take a shower too. Aunt Chen said she had showered before coming out, so Mom told her to wait for her in the room while
she finished cleaning up and took a shower. After entering the room, Aunt Chen boldly took off her top and skirt. It turned out
she was wearing open-crotch stockings, with her underwear over them. It seemed
she could just take off her underwear later and enjoy her beautiful legs in the stockings (although Aunt Chen was middle-aged and a bit
plump, her legs were absolutely beautiful; it's a pity I didn't take any pictures). Then she took off
her bra, and seeing her large breasts spill out, I was incredibly excited. My penis started to
throb straining against my underwear. She'd pitched a tent, and seemingly quite pleased with my performance, Aunt Chen smiled sweetly at me. She
then slowly pulled down her underwear, instantly revealing her thickly hairy pubic area. I took a deep
breath , stepped forward, and embraced her. Then, I sat down on the bed, my hands beginning to roam restlessly over Aunt Chen's body
. When my hand touched her genitals, she was already very wet; her vaginal opening was damp
and sticky. With a slight pressure, my middle finger slipped into her vagina, and Aunt Chen became excited.
She kept writhing her body. Because she was sitting, my fingers couldn't penetrate deeply, so I gently pulled her
down , and I changed from one finger to two, fully inserting them into her vagina.

As I continued to thrust in and out, Aunt Chen became more and more excited, gradually starting to moan, and her vaginal fluids
flowed more and more. It was hard to imagine that both my mother and Aunt Chen were 50 years old, yet they still had so much vaginal fluid, no less than
a young girl . Watching Aunt Chen writhe her body, I became more and more excited. I stood up and took off my underwear.
Seeing this, Aunt Chen immediately got up and squatted on the ground, starting to give me oral sex.

As soon as my penis entered Aunt Chen's mouth, I felt a surge of pleasure. Holding Aunt Chen's head, I began to thrust
vigorously . I had been holding back for a long time, and now that I had the chance, I naturally wanted to release my pent-up desire.
Besides, I still had to deal with those two older women later, and if I didn't ejaculate first, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand
the torment of those two ravenous women later. So, I not only held Aunt Chen's head and moved back and forth, but I also forcefully
thrust Aunt Chen's mouth. Aunt Chen, with her head held down, couldn't break free for a moment. Perhaps because she was holding her breath,
her face began to turn red, and saliva uncontrollably dripped from her mouth. As for me, the feeling of ejaculation... The urge grew stronger,
so I released my grip on Aunt Chen's head, pulled out my penis, and quickly began stroking it with my hand. Aunt Chen took the opportunity
to gasp for breath, then stuck out her tongue, opened her mouth, and waited for me to ejaculate. Seeing this, I couldn't hold back any longer.
My glans went numb, and streams of semen shot out. Perhaps because I didn't control the angle well, very little semen ended up in Aunt Chen's
mouth ; most of it landed on her face. Aunt Chen kept her eyes closed and mouth open, waiting for me
to finish. Then she licked my penis with her mouth before standing up. I quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe
Aunt Chen's face, then lit a cigarette and waited for my mother to come into the room.

Aunt Chen wiped her face with toilet paper, but still seemed uncomfortable. She got up and went to the kitchen, saying she would
wash it again with water. I grunted in agreement and tried to regain my strength while smoking. After I finished my cigarette, Aunt Chen
and my mother entered the room at the same time. My mother saw that I was completely naked and probably guessed what had just happened, but she
didn't say anything. She just looked a little unhappy, and I thought she might be a little jealous. I wanted to comfort
my mother, but seeing that Aunt Chen was also there, I gave up the idea. Anyway, I'll make my mother
feel like she's in heaven , which is probably the best compensation for her.

After Mom and Aunt Chen came in, I finished my cigarette, so I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When I went back into the room, I saw that Mom and Aunt Chen were already lying on the bed. Aunt Chen was as uninhibited as ever, completely naked.
Mom , who usually doesn't wear clothes at home, was wearing a bathrobe,
though it was practically the same as not wearing anything at all, since it was transparent. Plus, Mom hadn't worn a bra
or underwear after washing up, so her private parts were completely exposed, making her even more alluring. Seeing Mom like this,
even though I had just ejaculated, I still felt hot all over, but my penis didn't react much.
It was my mind that was excited.

Seeing me come in, Mom and Aunt Chen politely moved aside on either side of the bed,
making . I got on the bed without ceremony and lay down between them. Mom was on my right,
watching TV absentmindedly, while Aunt Chen was on my left, texting someone on her phone. I knew Mom was
a little uncomfortable, so I ignored Aunt Chen, turned to my side, and pulled Mom into my arms. My left hand began to wander restlessly
over Mom's body, but she didn't seem to react much, only breathing slightly rapidly. I didn't
know if she was embarrassed in front of strangers or if my touch wasn't giving her pleasure. Seeing that Mom wasn't responding,
I simply sat up, took off Mom's robe, and lay on top of her, licking her nipples. Then
I kissed my way down, all the way to her pubic hair. Mom reacted this time,
moaning softly, and her legs gradually parted. Although I had already ejaculated once, seeing Mom's thick
pubic hair still made me dizzy, and my emotions surged again, filling me with renewed energy.

(P.S.: I don't know if this counts as a psychological disorder, but I do like women with a lot of pubic hair.
I often go out with my colleagues to hire prostitutes and have full services at saunas. I've also discussed this with them,
but they can't accept women with a lot of pubic hair. They say they find it disgusting to see pubic hair on both sides of the labia and
have no interest in it. But I'm different. The more pubic hair, the more excited I get. Actually, as a man,
you'll eventually get tired of the same woman after a long time. I'm the same way. Although the woman is my biological mother, I've maintained
a sexual relationship with her for almost 10 years. It's impossible not to get tired of her.) But every time I have sex with my mother, I get very
excited and aroused. Partly because of our mother-son relationship, and partly because of
the pubic hair on her genitals. Even when I don't want to have sex, just seeing my mother's genitals makes my penis uncontrollably
erect. As mentioned before, a big reason I've maintained this sexual relationship with my mother for so many years is because we are
incestuous. But now that I think about it, while the word "incest" still holds some attraction for me, the abundant
pubic hair on my mother's genitals is also a key factor. If it weren't for the fact that my mother has such an attractive genital area, I
don't think I would have... (Fascinated)

Seeing my mother spread her legs, I habitually took a deep breath between her legs.
The fresh scent wafted over, instantly invigorating me. I parted her labia hidden beneath her pubic hair, stuck out my tongue,
and began licking her clitoris. Aunt Chen, who had stopped playing on her phone, joined in when she saw my mother and I starting.
Perhaps knowing my mother was still a little reserved, she opened her mouth and took my mother's nipple into her mouth, attacking from both ends.
My mother 's defenses crumbled instantly, and she began to moan. I looked up at my mother and saw that she had her eyes closed, not daring
to look at us. I knew she was still embarrassed, but... Since they didn't stop us, it meant they agreed.
So I performed oral sex on my mother even more diligently. Although my mother tried her best to control her moans,
her body betrayed her. Her vaginal fluids were flowing more and more, and with my saliva, her genitals were already
quite wet. At this moment, Aunt Chen released her mouth from my mother's nipple, lay down next to my mother,
and spread her legs. Although she didn't say anything, this posture clearly told me that she wanted it too.
So I continued to lick my mother's genitals, but my hands were not idle. I stretched out two fingers and gently inserted them into Aunt Chen
's vagina.

Aunt Chen's vaginal fluid was very sticky and thick, making my hands slippery, which made thrusting effortless.
So, while licking my mother's genitals, I was also fingering Aunt Chen. After a while, I used my hand to stimulate my mother's
vagina and my mouth to lick Aunt Chen's vulva. Although the kneeling position was tiring, hearing
the moans of the two old women rising and falling filled me with excitement. My penis gradually became hard, but it felt uncomfortable pressing against the bed
. So, I looked up and saw that both women were panting, and their genitals were covered in glistening fluid, completely wet
. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head: I wanted Aunt Chen and Mom to do 69. I wondered
what it would be like if they licked each other's genitals. But I immediately gave up. Mom still wasn't relaxed; she
kept her eyes closed, and I could tell from her moans that she was trying her best to control herself. Aunt Chen would definitely agree, but
I figured Mom would get angry if I asked her to lick another woman's genitals. Luckily, there would be other opportunities. Practice makes
perfect. If I had the time and chance, I could invite Aunt Chen to my house to do it a few more times, and then Mom wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"It's time. Now it's time for the show I've been waiting for. I sat up and leaned against the headboard.
My mom and Aunt Chen came over in perfect unison, one on each side, carefully and diligently licking my nipples. A
tingling, numb sensation immediately spread throughout my body, and my penis got even harder. But since this
didn't solve anything, I became numb after a while. So I pressed their heads
down to my penis. Aunt Chen understood and bent down to lick my penis, while my mom hesitated, unsure
whether she should join in. I gave my mom an encouraging look. She hesitated for a moment, then
bent down put her mouth to my penis. By this time, Aunt Chen had already licked all around my penis." Then, Mom slowly
stuck out her tongue and began licking the spot that Aunt Chen had already licked. I clearly saw Mom
frown slightly, perhaps because she was disgusted by Aunt Chen's saliva and thought it was dirty. But Mom did
n't stop; she continued to lick carefully, just like before, occasionally swallowing and releasing the glans. Aunt Chen 's
movements were basically the same as Mom's, but one licked the left side of my penis, and the other licked the right side; one licked the penis, and
the other licked the testicles. I felt so good I almost went to heaven. The feeling of two tongues versus one tongue was so different; it was so much more comfortable
than when Mom gave me oral sex. My wish of so many years had finally come true.
If it didn't feel so real, I wouldn't know where I was. (P.S.: Unfortunately, I was so
caught up in the pleasure that I didn't take any pictures. By the time I remembered, the oral sex was over, and I was too embarrassed
to ask them to do it again, so I had to wait for next time.)

After a while, my wish was fulfilled, and it was time to get down to business. So I jokingly
asked the two of them who wanted to go first. My mother finally spoke up, but she meant that I should go with
Aunt Chen , since she was a guest and such opportunities didn't come often. Seeing how
understanding my mother was, I made up my mind to reward her properly later. Aunt Chen couldn't wait any longer. Before I could even
turn over, she plopped down between my legs, rubbed my penis against her vaginal opening a few times, and
then inserted it. She started moving up and down incessantly. I don't know if it was because Aunt Chen was so wet or her vagina was too loose,
but I felt a wet, slippery flesh gripping my penis. There was pleasure, but it wasn't very intense. Anyway, I
didn't care; the longer it lasted, the more satisfied these two old women would be. Since I was on the bottom, I didn't need to move much, so I pulled my mother
closer . My mother let go, offering a kiss and sucking my tongue
until we were both breathless. Then she knelt on my chest and licked my
nipples . At that moment, I suddenly thought of… In the film, it's common for one man to serve two women, so I asked my mother to
straddle my head so I could use my tongue to please her. My mother got up and sat on my head facing Aunt Chen.
Perhaps to avoid pressing down on me, I didn't feel much pressure. So I stuck out my tongue and licked my mother's
still- dripping, wet vulva. Perhaps it was too comfortable, or perhaps her center of gravity was unstable,
but after only a few licks, my mother's body began to sway. So she grabbed Aunt Chen's shoulders.
Aunt Chen , in the throes of passion, saw a pair of hands touching her shoulders... Whoever it was, they opened their mouths and
kissed Mom's lips (ps: although I couldn't see the actual kissing from my position, judging from their posture, they
were definitely kissing, and Mom admitted it afterward). Mom's attention was entirely on my tongue
, and she was startled when someone suddenly kissed her, especially since the other person was a woman, which made her even more
flustered half-heartedly went along with it and started French kissing Aunt Chen. Meanwhile, I was enjoying the pleasure on my penis,
smelling the fishy and pungent scent coming from Mom's vagina, and licking Mom's vagina. It was incredibly enjoyable.

About ten minutes later, I don't know if Aunt Chen had climaxed or was just tired, but she rolled over and lay down,
panting as she said to my mother, "Big sister, come on." My mother's desire was burning so hard that she had nowhere to release it. Hearing
Aunt Chen say this, I didn't stand on ceremony and got up to sit between my legs, just like Aunt Chen. My mother is
different from others, and I didn't want her to get tired. I had also thought about rewarding her earlier, so I had her lie down and we switched to the missionary position. My mother obediently lay down, and I easily thrust in all the way. As soon as I entered, I felt that my mother's vagina was tighter. Maybe it's because my mother has only been with me for so many years, and the size can fit my penis perfectly. Aunt Chen is different; she must have had many men around her, so her vagina feels a bit loose. 　　As soon as I penetrated her, Mom started moaning, her signature sound. I didn't know if she was moaning , or because seeing her son working so hard on her was stimulating her. In any case, Mom 's moans were very powerful, always giving me a strong sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Aunt Chen wasn't idle either. After catching her breath, she lay on Mom's chest, licking back and forth between Mom's nipples, occasionally turning around to kiss Mom and me. When she got tired, she lay on Mom's lower abdomen, watching the point where Mom and I were joined. This lewd scene made me more and more excited. I thrust a few times hard, pulled out my penis , and brought it to Aunt Chen's mouth. Aunt Chen cooperated and opened her mouth to swallow it. Seeing Aunt Chen licking Mom's juices on my penis, I almost couldn't control myself and ejaculated, but thinking that Mom hadn't climaxed yet, I desperately held back the urge to ejaculate.

I pulled my penis out of Aunt Chen's mouth and continued to work inside my mother's cunt. After so many years of incest between mother and son,
my mother's body had become very sensitive. In just a short while, my mother was on the verge of orgasm, and I
was also at my limit. I was just desperately holding back the urge to ejaculate and thrusting hard into my mother's vagina. Just
as my mother screamed and reached orgasm, I also roared and ejaculated all my semen into my mother's
vagina . My mother started to convulse again, and after my penis stopped throbbing after ejaculation, I pulled
it out.

As soon as the penis left my mother's vagina, it brought out a stream of semen mixed with vaginal fluid, with a pungent
smell that made me want to vomit. Then, the most shocking scene of the day appeared. I saw Aunt Chen put her mouth to my mother
's vaginal opening, stick out her tongue and lick the semen flowing out, swallowing it all. This
scene shocked me. I never thought Aunt Chen could be so lewd. Even my mother couldn't
swallow the semen flowing out of her vagina, but Aunt Chen did it, and very decisively and skillfully,
without the slightest disgust. This greatly changed my opinion of Aunt Chen.

(ps: Although this part about the double penetration isn't very detailed, it still recreates about
95% of the scene. I just can't remember some of the smaller details. Some readers might say that this part of the main event
isn't exciting or seductive enough, but I can't help it. This is all I can write. I've
expressed , so please bear with me.)

Mom was still convulsing and had no idea what was happening. By the time she recovered,
Aunt Chen had already gone to the bathroom, and I lit a cigarette and leaned back on the bed to rest with my eyes closed. Mom
didn't bother me when she saw that I was resting (actually, I knew as soon as she recovered that even though she said her eyes were closed, I could still
see her every move). She got up to go to the bathroom and saw a large wet patch on the bed. She blushed
and hurriedly went to the bathroom. Aunt Chen had just gone in a few minutes earlier. I wondered if something erotic
had . Because I knew that the two women's desire
hadn't been extinguished by the frenzy just now. Women of that age can't be satisfied with just one orgasm.
That's why I even closed my eyes while smoking, taking the opportunity to rest. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to last
the second half .

(PS: Many people will say I'm bragging, that I could continue after ejaculating twice. Actually, I'm not bragging. At 22 or 23 years old
at the time could release my pent-up desire on my mother 3 to 4 times a night. Although I was dealing with
two women, I still had the energy to do it again, it's just that I felt very tired.)

After finishing my cigarette, they still hadn't come in. Then a wave of drowsiness washed over me. I was so tired, not physically
, but mentally. Ejaculating twice in a row, satisfying two 50-year-old women, would make any man feel a little exhausted. I was the same. So I was too lazy to wash up and fell asleep immediately. I didn't even know when
the two women came in. 　　I slept very soundly. When I woke up, it was already getting dark. I hadn't checked the time so I didn't know what time it was. When I woke up, I checked the time and it was 6:30 pm. I guess I slept for almost 4 hours. After waking up, I felt completely refreshed. I looked around and saw two women sleeping soundly, naked. My mother was even snoring softly. As the saying goes, when you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust. Although I hadn't eaten dinner yet, with my energy restored, I naturally wanted to do something more. Thinking of Aunt Chen's seductive behavior at noon, my penis got hard again. To let my mother sleep a little longer, I set my sights on . Aunt Chen was lying flat on her back with her legs slightly apart. I lowered my head and smelled her pubic hair. I smelled the fragrance of shower gel. I gently parted Aunt Chen's legs a little and started licking her . I hadn't looked at Aunt Chen properly at noon, and now I noticed that her labia were even darker than my mother's. I guess this is what the online enthusiasts call "black fungus." Of course, what attracted me wasn't Aunt Chen's vulva, but her age, her breasts, and her thick pubic hair. Aunt Chen's pubic hair was comparable to my mother's , which was undoubtedly the greatest temptation for a man like me who had a strong preference for women with abundant pubic hair. 　　After only a few licks, Aunt Chen started to produce fluid, but not much. She was probably still asleep, and it was just a physiological reaction. However, I could still feel that Aunt Chen's vaginal opening was moist, and a fishy smell wafted up. I had looked up information online before, and it was said that a woman's vaginal fluid contains a large number of microorganisms and bacteria. So, since then, I have rarely deliberately drunk the vaginal fluid of my mother or the women around me. Occasionally, when I give them oral sex, I might lick some , but it's acceptable. So, this time, I didn't lick Aunt Chen's vaginal opening either. I just licked her clitoris back and forth. When I saw her clitoris slowly become engorged and enlarged, and more and more fluid flowing from her vagina, I knew that Aunt Chen was awake but pretending to be asleep. It seemed that I had to tease her. So, I put Aunt Chen's vagina in my whole mouth and gently bit her clitoris with my teeth. Aunt Chen let out an "Ah!" and her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. This not only startled me but also woke up my mother. Seeing my malicious smile, Aunt Chen knew that I had deliberately done something naughty. When Mom woke up and saw me kneeling between Aunt Chen's legs , she roughly knew what had happened. So she asked us if we were hungry, and if so, she would heat up the lunch and we could play after we ate. I jokingly told Mom that I should let my brother eat first. Aunt Chen also chimed in. Mom muttered something under her breath and then stopped talking. 　When both women woke up, I asked them if their front holes were satisfied. If so, we could do anal sex. My mother was noncommittal, but Aunt Chen objected, saying she wasn't satisfied and wanted more. I thought for a moment whether one of us could have sex in the front and the other in the back, both women at the same time. But then I thought, anuses aren't very clean, and it would be too dirty to have sex with my mother's anus first and then Aunt Chen's vagina. Although I didn't have any feelings for Aunt Chen , I still had to be responsible for her, in case I got infected with something. So I decided to satisfy Aunt Chen first and then comfort my mother. But Aunt Chen said that this time I should have sex with my mother first. I nodded indifferently , looked at my mother, and she didn't say anything, but gave me her answer with her actions. She silently got up from the pillow...

She took out a condom from under her head and gently stroked it onto my penis. Once it was hard enough,
she slowly put the condom on. A mother is a mother; from taking out the condom to putting it on me, although the time
was short, the whole process was so gentle and careful—something no other woman I know could compare
to.

After putting on the condom, Mom rolled over and lay face down on the bed, her buttocks raised high. With the bedside lamp on
, the pubic hair on Mom's anus was exceptionally clear, further stimulating my visual nerves. My
penis was ready for action. Although there was lubricant on the condom, I was afraid Mom would still feel pain, so
I leaned down and gently licked Mom's anus with my tongue, deliberately leaving saliva on it. Mom's
anus opened and closed, cooperating with my tongue in preparation for battle.

When it was almost ready, I got up and gently pushed my penis into Mom's anus. Actually, Mom's
anus had long since adapted to the size of my penis, but she was still my mother, and I didn't want her to experience any
pain . As I inserted it, I asked my mother how it felt and if it hurt. After receiving a negative answer, I pushed in
slightly , and my entire penis was inside. My mother groaned. Afraid of hurting her, I waited
a while before slowly starting to thrust. At this point, my mother began to moan softly again. Seeing that she didn't seem uncomfortable ,
I gradually increased the pressure. The anus is different from the vagina; the feeling is indescribable. It felt very tight, but not painful, and the feeling of fullness with each thrust was intense. Stimulated by this pleasure, I increased my speed and strength. I wanted to pierce my mother's anus, and my mother, under the strange pleasure, started to moan loudly. Her vagina slowly began to seep out some vaginal fluid. Aunt Chen, watching from the side, got aroused and reached out to grab my mother's breasts and play with them. While playing, she told me to take it easy and not to ejaculate. Of course, I knew that Aunt Chen was afraid that I would not , so I told her not to worry and focused on fucking my mother's anus. As for what Aunt Chen and my mother were doing in front, from my angle, I could only see Aunt Chen grabbing my mother's breasts and kneading them. I couldn't . However, in my mother's position, Aunt Chen couldn't do anything fancy. 　　After about 15 minutes, Mom said she couldn't take it anymore, so I immediately pulled out my penis. Seeing how red and swollen her anus was , I felt a pang of heartache. I could never maintain a calm attitude while playing sex games with Mom. Every time, no matter which hole I penetrated, I felt incredibly excited, and my body would thrust . This time was no different. After confirming that Mom had had enough, I set my sights on Aunt Chen. When Aunt Chen saw me looking at her, she lay on the bed and raised her buttocks. Of course, I knew she didn't want me to penetrate her anus, so I pulled out my... I rubbed my penis against Aunt Chen's vaginal opening a few times, then forcefully thrust it in. Aunt Chen let out an "Ah!" and started moaning. "Good son, it's so deep! Good boy, harder!" she cried out, making all the sounds she made when she was with her son. I showed no mercy, thrusting wildly into Aunt Chen's vagina (photo attached). While I was doing it, I observed my mother's condition . Seeing that she was just lying flat on the bed resting, without any signs of discomfort, I relaxed and returned my attention to Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen's body moved back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts, and each time I reached her cervix, what they call the "flower core" in novels—that little tuft of flesh deep inside the vagina. With this force and speed, even Aunt Chen, a seasoned womanizer, was starting to feel it. Her vagina was contracting and expanding (PS: Apparently, some women really do experience this before orgasm, with their vaginas contracting and expanding as described in novels, a very noticeable sensation, but I didn't feel it with my mother. It seems there's some truth to novels). She was mumbling incoherently, saying things like "faster," "don't stop," etc., knowing that Aunt Chen... Auntie was close to climaxing, so I sped up, and the feeling of ejaculation gradually intensified. Holding Auntie's buttocks, I thrust hard about ten times before ejaculating. Because I had slept for several hours, my testicles had ample time to produce sperm, so I ejaculated a lot. At the same time, I felt Auntie's vagina twitching incessantly; it seemed she had also climaxed. Luckily, I satisfied her; otherwise, I don't know how much more she would have tormented me. Although young people have abundant energy , ejaculating three times in a few hours is a bit much even for someone as strong as me. 　　After ejaculating, I pulled out my penis. Auntie turned over and lay on the bed, panting heavily. Semen flowed from her vagina, soaking the bed. My mother and I were too lazy to care; we were already planning to throw the sheets away anyway. When Mom saw that we were finished, she gently took out a wet wipe and cleaned my penis. As for Aunt Chen, Mom hesitated for a moment and still didn't clean her up. Aunt Chen rested for a while and recovered from her orgasm. Seeing the mess under her, she smiled embarrassedly, got up and went to the bathroom. Mom massaged my whole body and asked me if I was tired. I said I was okay, just a little hungry. When she heard me say that, Mom prepared to put on her bathrobe and go to the kitchen to heat up the food. I told Mom that I still preferred Mom without clothes. Mom smiled shyly, threw the bathrobe in my face, and turned to go into the kitchen. 　　When I came out of the shower, Mom had already heated up the food. After an afternoon of intense activity, the three of us had grown closer. Mom wasn't as cautious as she had been in the morning. The three of us, naked, sat around the table happily eating. While we ate, Aunt Chen praised my mom's cooking and her skills in bed, saying she was much better than her son. I smiled and didn't say anything, just focused on eating heartily. I was really hungry , and having ejaculated three times that afternoon, I had lost interest in these teasing words. Mom, on the other hand, was in high spirits, just like at noon, chatting and eating with Aunt Chen. By the time we finished eating, it was already 8 pm. It was past noon, and Aunt Chen got dressed to go home. Seeing that it was getting late, even though the bus stop was downstairs, I put on my pajamas to show some gentlemanly manners and walked her down to the bus stop. While waiting, Aunt Chen said, still wanting more, that whenever she missed me, I could call her over. Of course, I hoped so. Seeing me nod in agreement , Aunt Chen happily got on the bus and left. 　　When I got home, Mom had already finished tidying up and was about to take a shower. Seeing me come back, she said, "Are you satisfied I said I was satisfied, but I didn't want this to be the last time. Of course, I only said that in my heart.

Seeing that Mom had gone to take a shower, I sat down at the computer out of boredom. I didn't want to play games, afraid of losing track of time
since I had to go to work on Monday, so I chose a few songs to listen to.
When Mom came out, I went in and took a quick shower too. When I came out, Mom was already asleep. Everyone was tired after a long afternoon
, and I was afraid of bothering her if I slept next to her, so I didn't go to her bed. I just took a blanket and pillow and spread them on the floor,
and fell asleep almost immediately.

Postscript:

June 2012 I just turned 30 on the 10th of this month, and my mother is already 57. Although we still maintain our incestuous
relationship, it's not as frequent as before. I'm getting married next year, and my mother has said that
our incestuous relationship will end after I get married. Actually, in the 10 years of our incestuous life together, I
can't even tell whether I love my mother as a woman or just her body. But I'm sure
that although I've vented my frustrations on my mother for 10 years, that familial affection has always remained. Sometimes when I see my mother's
hair starting to turn white and the wrinkles slowly creeping onto her face, my heart aches. I really want to say thank you to
my mother , but I can't bring myself to say it. From my mother's divorce to this year, a full 20 years have passed, and my mother... She has devoted 20 years to me, providing for
me in every way—life, work, relationship, and even physical—making me
feel her deep maternal love. Whether you call me family, a lover, or an outlet for my desires,
none of that matters to her. What matters most is that her son has grown up, started
a family , and established himself. More than physical or sensual satisfaction, I think she wants to see me grow. She knows
I will write about this threesome and will see this article. Since
I can't say , I'll say it here: Thank you, Mom, thank you for all these years of care and concern, thank you for your
selfless dedication and sacrifice. Your son has grown up, and you will have a peaceful and happy old age.

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