My True Story of Incestuous Mother-Swapping (Author: Unknown)

My True Story of Incestuous Mother-Swapping

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 32416

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 . From then on, my mother and I depended
on each other for survival. In the early 1990s in China, the living standards of ordinary people 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 with excellent grades. After graduation,
I smoothly entered the largest state-owned enterprise in the country: 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 electromechanical equipment and professional knowledge impressed the factory leaders, who praised me as a
newcomer .
They even made an unprecedented move by allowing me to participate in the training and examination for senior engineers (it takes at least six years to go from junior to senior, with upgrades every three years; from junior to intermediate, three years later, intermediate to senior). I did not
disappoint the factory leaders, jumping from junior engineer to senior engineer in one fell swoop, and my annual salary increased from 55,000 yuan to
150,000 yuan. Seeing the gratified smile on my mother's face, I knew that my efforts had not been in vain. This was exactly what I needed
and expected. I had a job that others envied, I could make my vow a reality, and
I could let my mother enjoy her old age in peace.

To outsiders, my family seemed quite harmonious and happy. Although I wasn't in a relationship or married,
my income allowed my mother and me to live a relatively luxurious life. I thought I would live out my life in
this peaceful and happy way: fall in love, get married, have children, become a grandfather, and then
wait 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 haven't changed much since 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 ambitions, but a shameless rogue and a complete scoundrel.

That 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 with graying hair and an aging face. 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 left her underwear behind when she showered; 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 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.

But when I opened my eyes, I found my mother riding on top of me, making love to me. I thought I was dreaming,
so I blinked hard. It was indeed my mother. Her movements were very gentle, going up and down, probably to avoid
waking . When she sat down, she didn't put her buttocks on my stomach. She would stop when she was almost done,
then go up again and sit down again. Her posture and movements must have been very tiring, because she had to make sure she didn't wake
me, support her entire body with her legs, and hold back her moans. Just thinking about it makes me realize
how hard it .

After a brief moment of shock, I also felt pleasure, so I reached out and grabbed my mother's breasts. My mother
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 blankly at me. I could clearly feel her
body shaking, as if she was very scared. To avoid embarrassing her, I didn't make a sound. Instead, I moved my hands
from her breasts to her buttocks and forcefully lifted her buttocks up,
then immediately lowered them again. This was my response. Sure enough, after a few movements, my mother finally
started . This time, she wasn't squatting, but kneeling. Her movements changed from up-and-down to rocking back and forth, and I
could clearly feel the head of my penis pressing against her cervix.

Only then did I begin to savor the sensation. My mother's vagina was very tight and very wet. While my mother was in a daze
, I could already feel my pubic hair getting wet. It wasn't just damp; it was already clumps of hair from being soaked in my mother's fluids
. Now that my mother had loosened up, the amount of fluid was even more astonishing. After a few minutes, I could no longer
feel the two labia of her vagina gripping me. I only felt as if my penis had been inserted into a warm water hole,
and even my testicles were soaked with her vaginal fluids. However, because the lights were off, I couldn't see my mother's breasts and vagina clearly.

My mother and I grew increasingly excited under these circumstances. She started moaning and groaning, while I
gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, struggling to suppress the urge to ejaculate. Just
as , her cries grew louder and her breathing became more rapid. I knew it was time
. I relaxed my hips and waist simultaneously, and a thick stream of semen shot into her vagina. My mother reached
orgasm at the very moment I ejaculated, then collapsed onto me like a corpse, convulsing uncontrollably. We were both panting,
not because I was tired, but because it was normal breathing after release. My mother was panting heavily while convulsing.
We didn't speak a word throughout the entire process, 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 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 afterward, 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 wouldn't be able 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 her. After finishing my cigarette, I went to the toilet to
wash up and then 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 was the one who made my mother so taciturn. So, to make my mother 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 told me how much she loved me. What I
couldn't imagine 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 of her actions, and
told her all my innermost thoughts. My mother, like me, didn't know that while she was watching me, I was also
watching her. After we both opened up our inner worlds and poured
out , we both laughed. It turned out that all along, my mother and I had deeply loved each other, with 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 would she have 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—and she started to care more about her appearance. Even more exciting was that I could finally
insert my penis into Mom's vagina without feeling guilty. Watching my mother, who had always been strict and demanding of me,
moan and cry 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 words to use
to express the unparalleled feeling I had; it was like possessing the whole world, a feeling of
complete bliss.

Happy times always pass quickly, 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 wanton, slutty woman—of course, she only acted this way in front of her son.
Whenever it was summer, Mom would draw the curtains at home, take off all her clothes, and never wear any clothes, no matter what she was doing.
In my mother's words, it was so that her son could insert himself whenever he wanted.

I've lost count of how many times I've made love with my mother—in bed, in the bathroom, in the living room, at the dining table, even
while she's cooking. Whenever I felt like it, she would unconditionally satisfy me. Her vagina always seemed
wet, like it had never been dry. I can't remember whether I ejaculated
more inside her or in her mouth, nor how many
orgasms she's had under the impact of my large penis. All I know is that in these three years, my mother has given me everything. She's done things that

are rarely seen even in porn without hesitation. From the initial cautious and even somewhat clumsy oral sex to the current deep throat, from only knowing the simple missionary or female-on-top positions to now being able to do any position with ease , from ejaculating inside her to now oral sex and anal sex, my mother's changes are obvious, and my changes are even more astonishing. 　　After giving my virginity to my mother, I completely changed. I became vulgar, lewd, and shameless. At the factory I was still a Party member, a good comrade and a good employee in everyone's eyes. Outside, I was a complete hooligan. Since tasting the sweetness of my mother, I began to lead a decadent private life. Although I had a girlfriend who was good-looking, had a good figure, and came from a good family, and my mother was the spice of life, I was still not satisfied. From streetwalkers to hairdressers, from brothels to saunas, from bars to KTVs, from one-night stands to regular lovers, I tried almost everything, all for the satisfaction of my penis. I completely transformed from a simple young man into an experienced hooligan. 　　I didn't hide these changes from my mother. Since that long talk, there were no more secrets . She 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 her jealous, I worked even harder in bed. Every time I saw her body convulsing during orgasm, I knew that my greatest love in this life was still 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. Seeing mothers and sons, couples who had swapped partners chatting and talking freely made me feel disgusted. How could someone let their own wife or mother be with another man? Even if I were to have sex with someone else's wife or mother, it was still unacceptable to me. Just as I was about to leave the group , a woman messaged me. Looking at her profile, I saw she was about my mother's age, in her early fifties, and also the group admin. I politely started chatting with her. This woman's surname was Chen (hereinafter referred to as Aunt Chen) 　. At first, we just exchanged greetings and chatted casually, but the deeper we talked, the more I felt her experiences resembled mine. So, after confirming she was a woman via video, I told her my own story. Seeing my sincerity, Aunt Chen finally got to the point. It turned out she and her son were the group admins and had engaged in swapping experiences at least 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 their first reluctant swap, Aunt Chen had tasted the sweetness and became enthusiastic about swapping mothers, or rather, swapping sons . 　　I told her my thoughts, saying I couldn't accept my mother being with another man. Although I could also have sex with other men's mothers at the same time, I still couldn't do it; my heart would ache. Seeing that I disagreed started working on me, even calling her son into the video call to help persuade me. To show her sincerity, Aunt Chen even took off her top and showed me her family's household registration booklet, as well as her and her son's ID cards . 　　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 that 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 needed anything. After taking a few more glances at Aunt Chen's breasts, I reluctantly ended the video call, my mind racing with how to convince my mother to agree to the swap. 　　After dinner and a shower that evening, seeing the burning look in my mother's eyes, I knew my chance had come. Perhaps this was the only way to get her to agree. So, after she got into bed, I gently helped her take off all her clothes and, as usual, took a deep breath between her legs. This had become a habit of mine before making love with my mother. The mixture of the fresh scent of shower gel and the fishy smell of her vaginal fluids was enough to drive any man crazy. 　　My mother is almost 51 years old. Her skin is very fair, not as smooth as a young girl's, but not bad ; at least I think it feels quite nice to the touch. Her figure isn't particularly great, but I'm infatuated with her body . My mother's breasts aren't large; she was probably a B cup when she was younger, and now they've started to sag. Her nipples are dark brown; I don't know if it's from sucking too much when I was little or later. Her slightly protruding belly and thick pubic hair, starting a little below her navel and extending to her buttocks and anus (photo attached) 　　, are the main reasons I'm fascinated by my mother's body. The fishy, pungent smell emanating from her vagina and the large patch of dark pubic hair between her legs... I don't even need to... The stimulation of the play had my penis ready for battle, but I didn't want to get to the point so quickly, because I had 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 from her vagina. Everyone says that 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 porn, the actresses' vaginal fluids at most only flow to the vaginal opening, but my mother's vaginal fluids can flow all the way to her anus, even dripping onto the bed. Of all the women I've had , my mother's vagina isn't the tightest, but it has the most vaginal fluids. Perhaps having sex with her own son is more exciting. 　　I turned to my side, licking my mother's clitoris with my tongue while using my right middle and ring fingers to thrust in and out.

Under the double stimulation, my mother's moans grew louder, her buttocks arched upwards, and
her hands groaned haphazardly on the bed. Seeing her so frantic, I gave up giving her oral sex and
focused digging and probing inside her vagina with two fingers. Perhaps I didn't find the G-spot mentioned in porn,
and unfortunately, I didn't see the legendary squirting, but I still managed to give her an orgasm. Her vagina was already
soaking , and some of the dried vaginal fluid had turned milky white. Watching my mother convulsing, I put
the two fingers I had pulled out under my nose and smelled them. A nauseating odor made me frown. I grabbed some
toilet paper from the bedside table and wiped myself haphazardly before waiting for my mother to recover.

It was twenty minutes later when Mom 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, and when she saw me looking at her, she blushed and asked what was wrong. Actually, I was lost
in thought and hadn't been looking at her at all. Her question brought me back to reality. Seeing her
longing gaze, I almost gave up on the idea of swapping partners. But the thought of Aunt Chen's voluptuous body and her
vagina, which I hadn't yet seen, filled me with excitement.

So I rolled over and pinned Mom down, my penis easily sliding 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 large breasts, the two stimulations led me to start thrusting
wildly (photo attached). For over ten minutes, I fucked her until her eyes rolled back, and she orgasmed at least twice
before I finally 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 shown such an expression since we had been intimate. 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
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
holding a cigarette was trembling uncontrollably. 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's 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 just 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 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 was also a very
understanding person. After listening, she immediately said that everything would be based on
the relationship , my mother would be the priority, and when I was 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 warm-hearted mother and son, my enthusiasm was ignited as well. My previously
conflicted feelings brightened, and after discussing the details, we set a date for the meeting
two weeks later.

The two weeks of waiting were anxious and long. During these two weeks,
I had , and discovered that they were truly sincere and open-minded people. They
didn't talk much about the exchange, but instead chatted with my mother and me about everyday life, encouraging
my mother to let go of her anxieties. I also discovered that Aunt Chen's son was quite handsome, which put my
mind at ease. If my mother had been with a man I found disgusting, I think
I would have carried that burden for life. After talking with Aunt Chen, my mother also gradually relaxed,
no longer as resistant as before. And from my mother's expression, I could tell she was actually somewhat looking forward to it.
The idea of a swap made me restless. I wanted to find some 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 told
me that she wasn't attracted to Aunt Chen's son, but was just a little nervous about the swap. In her
heart , I would always be number one, and she wouldn't have sex with any other man besides me and the man she swapped with.
Aunt Chen's son would only have this one time. This relieved a lot of my anxiety, and I felt secretly ashamed.
I had so many women, while my mother only had me as her man. It was my idea to swap, and yet I didn't
trust her—how selfish of me!

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 beautifully, wearing a white t-shirt
and a tight-fitting skirt that only reached her knees. Despite being over fifty, she looked quite young when dressed up. Her son
was also dressed formally, in a light blue short-sleeved shirt and dark trousers. In comparison, my mother and I,
in our casual attire, seemed less formal. We chatted happily during dinner, without any of
the awkwardness of a first meeting. My mother and Aunt Chen were like old friends, chatting animatedly. Aunt Chen's
son 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 my abilities, saying my mother was lucky
. Seeing the slightly proud smile on my mother's face, I knew that all my efforts 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—along with internet access, a bedside lamp, and an automatic mahjong table.
Condoms, drinks, and snacks were all available in other hotels. 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 generous. Because it was summer, she took off her outer clothes and skirt after entering the room, 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 , 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, but I suddenly remembered something and told her to shower first. We
had plenty of time in the evening, and we 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 my mother's
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 wearing
a towel, just a loose drape. Looking at her mature body, I really wanted to pin her down on the bed and fuck her
right away , but it was still early, and I had enough self-control
. So, in front of Aunt Chen, I 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 naked and leaning against
the bed, 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 began to relax slowly, gently leaning back on the bed, enjoying
the ease 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 did it, what positions they used, what
kinds of tricks they had tried, etc. While chatting, she gently stroked my body with her hands. I enjoyed the pleasure
brought , and told her all the little things about being 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 bent down and swallowed my penis whole. Aunt Chen's oral sex skills
were excellent; she was very good at sucking, licking, and swallowing, especially when she licked, from below my testicles all the way to my glans.
After licking her head, I immediately did a deep throat. It felt so good that I felt like I was going to ejaculate after just a few strokes. After getting
Aunt Chen's permission, I roared and shot all my semen into Aunt Chen's mouth. Aunt Chen
is indeed a master. While I was ejaculating, her tongue kept licking my urethra, and her mouth was
sucking my penis tightly, as if she wanted to suck 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. Aunt Chen didn't immediately spit it out
; instead, she continued to gently lick it with her tongue, letting me enjoy the afterglow of my orgasm. Only after 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 . I was a little disappointed, but getting oral sex in Aunt Chen's mouth was still a pleasure
. Her oral sex skills were amazing; none of the women around me could do that,
not even the trained sex workers in saunas. I guess I was lucky to have met such a top-notch mature woman. If I had
too high expectations, I might have lost more.

After resting for a bit, I got up and went to the bathroom, quickly rinsed myself off, and thoroughly
washed my penis with shower gel. When I came out, I saw that Aunt Chen had already turned on the TV and was watching it casually. When she saw 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 also a very understanding woman. She
gently on my shoulder and chatted with me casually while watching the boring TV.
At that moment, I forgot my mother, forgot everything. It was as if all my burdens and pressures had suddenly disappeared.
I just wanted to hold her like this 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 .

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 hint of fishiness. 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 ask her, half-jokingly, half-sarcastically, "Was it..."
"Does my semen taste better, or your vaginal fluid?" She didn't answer me immediately. After licking my
penis clean and spitting out the semen in her mouth, she said the tastes were about the same, and she couldn't tell the difference. I originally wanted to
tease her a bit, but then I thought about it. This exchange was something I agreed to; no one forced me. Aunt Chen and her
son hadn't done anything wrong. The reason I did this was entirely out of love for my mother and my own selfishness.
After understanding this, I felt relieved, though there was still some pain in my heart.

After we both recovered, I took a shower with Aunt Chen. During the shower, I inevitably got handsy again
, but after ejaculating twice, I didn't have much desire left. I just wanted to tease Aunt Chen. It was almost midnight when I came
out . I turned off the TV and lights and lay on the bed, quietly lost in thought. Aunt Chen didn't
bother me, which made my thoughts fly from her to my mother. What was my mother doing? Was she
still being fucked by that man, or was she leaning against him like Aunt Chen, all sweet and innocent?
Or was she already asleep? I really wanted to go and check on her, but I didn't dare, because my mother didn't belong to me tonight. With mixed
feelings, I slowly fell asleep.

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 get 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 her 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 I ejaculated
, 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 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 a one-time opportunity
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 shouldn't
do it again. I immediately nodded in agreement.

Actually, after a crazy night with Aunt Chen, I didn't feel any excitement. Maybe it was because Mom and I were in
separate rooms, so I couldn't see her being with another man; I only had to imagine it, which greatly reduced
the psychological stimulation. And when I got home, it just felt like a one-night stand; nothing more.
I felt that way, so even without my mother saying anything, I didn't want it to happen again. My mother belongs to me alone, and I
will never let another man have sex with her again.

After dinner, neither my mother nor I felt any desire, so we went to our respective rooms. I turned on my computer and saw that
Aunt Chen was online, so I greeted her. Aunt Chen asked how I felt, and I told her that I didn't want it to happen again
, and expressed 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 a wonderful feeling and
that she hoped we could continue to keep in touch, but of course, not in a swapping arrangement. Thinking that having such a slutty mature
lover to spice things up wouldn't be bad, I readily agreed. Aunt Chen even half-jokingly said that next time she wanted to have sex with me along with my mother
.

A mature woman threesome? And one of them was my own mother? Just thinking about it is thrilling; I'm looking forward to that day
…

In reality, every action, every word, even every thought can have a huge chain reaction
, just like in the movie "The Butterfly Effect." Every action or thought has consequences,
some people benefit, and some people suffer. Take me, for example. If my father hadn't had
an affair that led to my parents' divorce, I wouldn't have lived 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 occurred, there wouldn't have been the swapping, and I certainly wouldn't be in this situation of a mature woman having a threesome today. So, before saying
or doing anything, no one can know what will happen—whether it will be 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
has benefited me greatly.

I've always wanted to try a threesome with mature women. Don't laugh at me, it's just 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 react to younger 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.

Actually, before this, I tried threesomes many times, but always in saunas. Those transactional
threesomes, without any feelings involved, didn't give me the pleasure of a threesome. I envied the male protagonists in porn movies,
having two beautiful women simultaneously licking a man's private parts. I really wanted to experience that feeling,
but I could never feel it. In saunas, no matter how much money I spent, no woman was willing to do that. So I
hoped even more that one day I could fulfill my wish. This feeling lasted until I met Aunt Chen.

After that exchange, it took me a long time to emerge from the shadow of pain. During that time, I was like
a madwoman , venting my energy on my mother every day. My mother seemed to know that I
was in pain and instinctively cooperated with me. After a while, my mood finally calmed down, and I
became a little tired of this monotonous sex life, always thinking about finding some excitement again.

Naturally, I thought of Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen had been in contact with my mother and me during this time, but
we both had a knot in our hearts and always ignored her. I must say that Aunt Chen is a very
warm-hearted woman. Even though she knew that our attitude was cold, she still insisted on contacting us every day. I don't know
if she wanted to maintain a sexual relationship with me or if she really cared about my mother and me. 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 a chat with her again. 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 was thinking without me having to say much and agreed almost without hesitation.
However her agreement wasn't enough; my mother's consent was also required. Aunt Chen reminded me of this issue on QQ,
so I started to worry about how to convince my mother again. This time, though, it would be with another woman, so it should
n't be as difficult as the last time we swapped partners. But I still needed to find a suitable opportunity, otherwise my mother would have second thoughts.

After some time, the urge to have a threesome with a mature woman grew stronger, but I had no chance to tell my mother.
In addition, I started dating a new girlfriend, which reduced my opportunities to have sex with her. However , my mother was
not jealous or unhappy about this. She often told me to treat my girlfriend well and to remember that I still had her in my heart. I
was very touched by this. No woman could tolerate the man she loved being with another woman, but
my mother was different. Although she was my lover, she was still my mother. Only a mother would selflessly dedicate
herself without expecting anything in return. I suddenly felt very guilty. My mother was truly devoted to me, but I only thought about venting my lust on her
and using her to achieve my perverted goals. But despite the guilt,
the idea of having a threesome with a mature woman lingered in my mind and wouldn't go away. So I decided to do what I did last time: satisfy my mother first before asking
her. This would greatly increase my chances of success.

It was still summer that day. Because it was the weekend, I was in a particularly good mood, thinking that I could enjoy my mother's
body . I was excited. When I got home, I saw my mother naked, wearing an apron, chopping vegetables in the kitchen.
Seeing my mother's plump buttocks, my penis became uncontrollably hard. My mother did not notice that I
had come back and continued to do what she was doing with her back to me. I quietly went into the room, quickly took off
all my clothes, and quietly went into the kitchen. Then I suddenly hugged my mother from behind, and my penis naturally
pressed against my mother's butt crack.

Mom was startled and screamed. She turned around, saw it was me, and breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and asked when I
got back. I didn't answer, but instead reached from behind and gently caressed her breasts, my
penis against her buttocks. Then I whispered in her ear, "Mom, you're so alluring.
" Mom 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
, my middle fingers gently rubbing her clitoris and vaginal opening. Soon, Mom was wet and sticky.
The sticky, slippery vaginal fluid had already flowed to the entrance of her vagina, and it looked like it was about to drip onto the ground. I couldn't believe that
a woman nearing 50 could still have so much fluid; it seemed the stimulation from incest between mother and son was 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 inserted two
fingers into her vagina, while my other hand cupped her breasts and began to knead them. My mother
groaned , which further stimulated me. So I inserted a third finger into her vagina
. Although my mother's vagina was wider than a little girl's, it still couldn't accommodate the width of three fingers. After only
half of my mother's face changed color. I asked her if it hurt, and she nodded, saying it was a little swollen and painful. So I gave up on
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, in perfect harmony, used both hands to hold onto the stove and spread her legs. I first licked her buttocks
for a while, then began to carefully lick her vulva, from her clitoris to her labia, and then to her vagina.
The salty, fishy vaginal fluid entering my mouth stimulated my sense of taste, making me even more excited. My mother also cried out 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 still panting, her legs still spread, waiting for my entry.
But I didn't want to satisfy my mother so quickly, because today I wanted to talk to her about threesomes. So I helped my mother
up and turned her to face me. My mother leaned against my chest, seemingly still recovering from
the pleasure. Seeing my mother's submissive appearance, I kissed her deeply on the lips. My mother also
opened her mouth in response, 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 didn't know if it was pleasure or discomfort. At this point, I didn't care about my mother's feelings anymore. I just
felt my penis being tightly squeezed, and the pleasure almost made me lose my balance. After calming myself down, I started piston-like movements. This
position wouldn't be tiring.

Because I was standing, it didn't take much effort to insert it all the way in. I didn't care whether Mom was comfortable
or uncomfortable; I just wanted to extinguish the fire in my heart as soon as possible. However, perhaps due to insufficient lubrication, my penis
felt a burning pain in Mom's anus. So I pulled out my penis and quickly inserted it into Mom's vagina
, moving it back and forth. Then I inserted it into Mom's anus. This time it felt much better, so I didn't care about anything else and
frantically back and forth. Mom kept moaning. I had already wanted to ejaculate when Mom was giving me oral sex,
and with this onslaught, I couldn't hold back any longer. After thrusting hard into Mom's anus a few times,
my semen spurted out uncontrollably. Mom stood up and clamped my penis tightly between her anus
. I have to say, this is tacit understanding. Mom knows when to do what 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 long weekend, 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 only 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 even lost my 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. Afterward, I didn't put on any clothes and
went straight to my 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, lost in thought, she didn't disturb me but quietly stayed by
my side. Actually, I wasn't lost in thought at all. I had just released my pent-up desires as soon as I got back, and after eating and
showering, 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 . 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. As long as that relationship existed, I had endless motivation and an insatiable urge to release.
The desire to finish, to be honest, wasn't it my mother's body that fascinated me; it was the word "incest between mother and son" that
stimulated my genitals. So, when I was with my mother, I could always maintain an erection.

When my mother saw me move, and knowing that I had just finished ejaculating, she considerately asked if I wanted to rest.
I shook my head. With such beauty before me, how could I be in the mood to rest? I got up and knelt between my mother's legs, habitually
taking a deep breath. Looking at my mother's thick pubic hair, my penis once again stood erect. (PS:
To explain in detail here, my mother's pubic hair is very thick, from her navel down to her anus, including
both sides of her labia. 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'm 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 quickly,
so I stuck out my tongue and focused on licking my mother.

My mother arched her legs, closed her eyes, and enjoyed my service. She was already moaning softly,
and her body was responding. Her vaginal fluid kept flowing out, and with my saliva,
the pubic hair was soaked. Seeing that my mother's vaginal fluid was flowing more and more, I gave up on my plan to lick my mother's vagina because I
really didn't like the taste of vaginal fluid. So I took out a clean dildo, turned on the vibrator, and inserted it deep into my mother's
vagina.

I began to carefully lick my mother's clitoris with my tongue. Although I did this every time we made love,
my mother still couldn't resist the immense pleasure that my tongue and the dildo brought her. Soon, my mother's soft
moans ones, and her clitoris grew larger and larger under the stimulation of my tongue, becoming
engorged and erect like a man's penis. So I took my mother's clitoris into my mouth and sucked hard. My mother also began to tremble all over as if
she had been electrocuted . She pressed my head down with both hands and
clamped my head between her legs. I knew that my mother was about to climax, so I sucked my mother's clitoris even harder while using my hand to hold
the base of the dildo and thrusting it rapidly in and out of my mother's vagina. Soon, my mother reached orgasm.

But this climax was different from before. At the same time as Mom climaxed, a stream of yellow urine also 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 an orgasm (PS:
watching her go to the toilet doesn't count). After Mom finished urinating, I pulled out the dildo and without hesitation started licking around Mom's
vagina . The pungent smell excited me even more. I opened and closed my mouth wide, licking around
my mother (PS: Some people might say I'm disgusting or perverted, but I don't think
there's anything wrong with it. My mother never cares whether my penis is clean or not. Whether she's just finished using the toilet or just
ejaculated, she always 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, but she herself didn't know. To be precise, she didn't even know 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 her go too far. I've
been with my mother for so long, and she has never squirted during an orgasm. Since we had a first time today, there
will be a second time. I was thinking about buying some vibrators and vibrating eggs, but that's a matter for later.
Today's main purpose 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 imagine the position now. 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 from the vibrating dildo in the other hole
. My mother was in a frenzied state from the start, moaning loudly. Stimulated by her cries and the dildo
, I began to thrust wildly into her vagina. Watching my own mother being
fucked, seeing her thick, dark pubic hair, her large, red, and slightly dark labia, and
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, until my mother reached another climax.
After the orgasm, I still didn't feel like ejaculating, so I didn't care whether my mother could handle it or not. I turned her
over , made her kneel on the bed, pulled out the dildo, removed the cover, and then inserted it into my mother's
vagina. Meanwhile, I was preparing to insert my erect penis into my mother's anus. The dildo was definitely bigger than my penis
. Seeing that my mother's anus had been stretched into a big hole, I got excited again. When I saw the hair
on both sides and her dark chrysanthemum, I couldn't hold back any longer. I held my mother's thighs and thrust all the way in, and then started
to thrust wildly. Mom was exhausted, only moaning mechanically. Her vagina was
covered fluid. I grew increasingly excited,
the urge to ejaculate intensifying. I told Mom I was going to cum. She hurriedly turned around, trying to take
my penis in her mouth. I removed the condom, guided my penis to her mouth, and ejaculated wildly. However
, this time, the amount of semen wasn't much. After swallowing my semen, Mom continued
to . Afterward, Mom got up and went to the bathroom, and I followed
her in, enjoying a comfortable bath together.

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

The next day was a weekend, no work. I slept until almost 11 a.m., feeling
refreshed . It seems that waking up naturally is the best. I walked around the house but didn't see Mom.
She probably went to buy groceries or went downstairs to play mahjong. I was too lazy to call and ask. I
was a little uncomfortable because my penis was hard and I didn't have anyone to help me, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Morning erections are normal
. After using the restroom, 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 that my mother had agreed and asked when
she could come over to play. Aunt Chen immediately said she could come that day. I thought about it for a moment; my mother had been exhausted by me yesterday
, so she might not have the energy today. I suggested that Aunt Chen 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 that my wish
was about to come true, I was also very happy. I closed the chat window and started playing games.

My mother came back at noon, and as expected, she went to play mahjong. I told my mother that Aunt Chen would come tomorrow. My mother didn't
expect it to be so soon and said that nothing was prepared at home. She said she would go to buy some groceries in the afternoon. After lunch, my mother went to take
a nap , and I continued playing games. After my mother woke up in the afternoon, she went out to buy groceries. After dinner, we all went to bed
. Everyone knew that 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, I really felt a little regretful.

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. Aunt Chen was dressed very 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 that Aunt Chen was already 50. I originally
wanted to tease Aunt Chen, but seeing that there were many people at the station, I didn't want to be laughed at. I just called out to her from behind
. Aunt Chen turned around, saw it was me, and happily walked over, saying
things like "It's hot" and "My home is really far away." I casually replied and led her home. As soon as we entered, Aunt Chen warmly called my mother
"Big Sister." My mother smiled and invited Aunt Chen to sit down, pouring tea and offering snacks, while leaving me out in the cold
. 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, however , were
different; they 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 stir , creating a tent in my underwear. Aunt Chen seemed quite pleased with my performance, and she smiled sweetly at me.
She slowly took off her underwear, instantly revealing her thick pubic hair and vulva. I took a deep
breath , hugged her, and sat down on the bed. My hands began to wander restlessly over Aunt Chen's body
. When my hand touched her vulva, she was already very wet, her vaginal opening damp
and sticky. With a little pressure, my middle finger slid into her vagina. Aunt Chen excitedly
twisted her body. Because she was sitting, my finger couldn't penetrate deeply, so I gently pulled her down to lie on my back
, and my fingers went from one to two, fully inserting into her vagina.

As my fingers continued to thrust in and out, Aunt Chen became more and more excited, gradually beginning to moan, and her vaginal fluids flowed more and
more. It was hard to believe 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 twist 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, beginning 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 response 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 mainly 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 . 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 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 my partner is my biological mother, I've maintained a sexual relationship with
her for nearly 10 years. It's impossible not to get tired of her, but every time I have sex with her, I
get very excited. Partly because of my mother-son relationship with her, and partly because of the pubic hair on
her don't want to have sex, just seeing my mother's genitals makes my penis
uncontrollably erect. As I said before, a big reason why I've been able to maintain a sexual relationship with my mother for so many years is
because we are incestuous mother and son.) I used to think about incest, but now that I think about it, while the word still holds some appeal for me, my mother's thick
pubic hair was also a key factor. If it weren't for the fact that my mother had such an attractive
genital area, I don't think I would have been so fascinated.

Seeing my mother spread her legs, I habitually took a deep breath between her legs. The
fresh scent wafted over, instantly invigorating me. So I parted her labia hidden under the pubic hair and stuck out my tongue
to lick her clitoris. Aunt Chen stopped playing on her phone at this point. Seeing that my mother and I had started, she also came over
. Perhaps she knew that my mother was still a little reserved, so she opened her mouth and took my mother's nipple into her mouth. With a double attack from above and below,
my mother's defenses instantly collapsed, and she began to moan. I looked up at my mother and saw that she had her eyes closed
and dared not look at us. I knew that my mother was still embarrassed, but since she didn't stop us, it meant that she acquiesced
. So I worked even harder to give my mother oral sex. Although my mother was trying 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 her
, and spread her legs. Although she didn't speak, this posture clearly told me that she wanted it too
. So I continued to lick my mother's genitals, but my hands weren't idle. I gently inserted two fingers into
Aunt Chen 's vagina.

Aunt Chen's vaginal fluids were very sticky and thick, making my hands slippery, and it was effortless to thrust in and out.
So I licked my mother's genitals while fingering Aunt Chen, and 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 made me incredibly excited. My penis gradually hardened, pressing uncomfortably against the bed.
So I looked up and saw that both women were panting, and their genitals were covered in glistening liquid, completely wet
. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head: I wanted Aunt Chen and Mom to try 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 her moans showed 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 over to my house to do it a few more times, and Mom might not be so embarrassed then
.

"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 sensation immediately spread throughout my body, and my penis got even harder. But this
didn't solve anything, and after a while, I became numb. So I pressed their heads
down towards 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 and 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
didn't stop; she continued to lick carefully, just like before, occasionally swallowing and spitting out 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 really 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, 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 sat on my lap, rubbed my penis against her vaginal opening a few times
, and then inserted it. After that, she started moving up and down non-stop.

I don't know if it was because Aunt Chen was too wet or her vagina was too loose, but I just 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 below, I didn't need to move. I pulled my mother next to me closer, and she let go,
offering me a kiss and sucking my tongue until we were both out of breath.
Then she lay on my chest and licked my nipples. Suddenly, I remembered that in porn,
one serves 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 because she was afraid of pressing down on me, I didn't feel
much pressure. So I stuck out my tongue and licked my mother's wet, cunt back and forth.

Perhaps it was too comfortable, or maybe sitting like that made her unsteady, but after only a few licks, Mom's body
started swaying. So Mom grabbed Aunt Chen's shoulders. Aunt Chen was in the middle of it all, and when she saw a pair of hands
touching her shoulders, she didn't care who it was and opened her mouth to kiss Mom's lips (PS: Although I
couldn't see the actual kissing from my position, judging from their posture, they were definitely kissing. I asked
Mom later, and she admitted it). Mom's entire attention was on my tongue,
and she was startled when someone suddenly kissed her. Moreover, the other person was a woman, which made Mom even more flustered. She 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 smell 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 reached her climax or was just tired, but she rolled over and lay down,
panting, and said to my mother, "Big sister, come on." My mother's desire was burning uncontrollably. Hearing
Aunt Chen say this, I didn't stand on ceremony and got up, ready to sit between my legs like Aunt Chen. My mother
is different from others, and I didn't want her to get tired. I had already thought about rewarding her, 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 because my mother had only been with me for so many years,
the size of her vagina could fit my penis perfectly. Aunt Chen was different; she must have had many men around her
, so her vagina felt a bit looser.

As soon as I entered, my mother started her signature moaning. I don't know if my mother was
moaning , or because seeing her son working so hard on her was stimulating her. Anyway, my mother...
My mother's moans were incredibly seductive, always giving me a strong sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Aunt Chen wasn't idle either
; after catching her breath, she lay on my mother's chest, licking her nipples back and forth, occasionally
turning back to my mother and me. When she got tired, she lay on my mother's lower abdomen, watching the point where my mother and I were joined. This
lewd scene aroused me more and more. I thrust a few times forcefully, pulled out my penis, and brought it to Aunt Chen
's mouth. Aunt Chen cooperated by opening her mouth and swallowing it. Seeing Aunt Chen licking my penis with my mother's vaginal
fluid , I almost couldn't control myself and ejaculated, but then I thought of my mother... Mom hadn't climaxed yet, desperately holding back
the urge to ejaculate. I pulled my penis out of Aunt Chen's mouth and continued to work inside Mom's cunt. After so many years of
incest between mother and son, Mom's body had become very sensitive. In just a short while, Mom was on the verge of climax,
and I was also at my limit. I was just desperately holding back the urge to ejaculate, thrusting hard into Mom's vagina
. Just as Mom screamed and reached her climax, I also roared and ejaculated all my semen into
Mom 's vagina. Mom started convulsing 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.

(P.S.: Although this part about the double penetration isn't very detailed, it still recreates about 95% of the scene
. It's just that I 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 had happened. By the time she calmed down,
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 saw that I was
resting and didn't bother me (actually, I knew as soon as Mom recovered. Although she said her eyes were closed, I could still
see everything she did). I got up to go to the bathroom and saw a large wet patch on the bed. I 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, I 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 feel a little exhausted. I was no exception. So I was too lazy to even shower and just fell asleep.
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 guessed I had 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; it smelled of shower gel. I gently parted her 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. She asked if we were hungry, and if so,
to reheat the lunch so we could eat before playing. I jokingly told Mom to let my brother eat first, and
Aunt Chen chimed in. Mom muttered something under her breath and then fell silent.

(After both women woke up, I asked them if their desires had been satisfied. If so…)
We tried anal sex. Mom didn't comment, but Aunt Chen objected, saying she wasn't satisfied and wanted more. I thought about
it for a moment , wondering if we could have one 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 insert into Mom's anus and then into 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 Mom. But Aunt Chen said that this time I should do it with Mom first. I
nodded indifferently and looked at Mom. Mom didn't say anything, but she gave me the answer with her actions. She silently took out a condom from under
the pillow and gently stroked my penis with her hand. When my penis was hard enough
, she slowly put the condom on me. Mom is Mom. From taking out the condom to putting it on me, although
it didn't take long, the whole process was so gentle and careful. No other woman around me could
compare to her.

After putting on the condom, Mom rolled over and lay face down on the bed, her buttocks sticking up high. With the bedside lamp on, the pubic hair on
her anus was clearly visible, further stimulating my visual nerves. My
penis was ready to fight. Although there was lubricant on the condom, I was worried it would still hurt Mom, so
I leaned down gently licked her anus with my tongue, 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, guided my penis, and gently pushed it 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 used
a little force and inserted my entire penis. My mother hummed in response. Afraid that it would hurt her, I waited
a while before slowly starting to thrust in and out. At this point, my mother started to moan softly again. Seeing that my mother was not
uncomfortable, I gradually increased the force. The anus is different from the vagina. I really don't know
how . I can only say that it was very tight, but it didn't hurt. Moreover, the feeling of fullness
was very strong with each in and out movement.

Stimulated by this pleasure, I thrust faster and harder, wanting to
pierce my mother's anus. My mother, experiencing a strange pleasure, started moaning loudly, and her vagina slowly
began to secrete some vaginal fluid. Aunt Chen, watching from the side, got aroused and grabbed my mother's breasts, playing
with them while telling me to take it easy and not to ejaculate. Of course, I knew Aunt Chen was worried that I would
n't , 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 and kneading my mother's breasts. I
couldn't . But with my mother in this 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 that Mom's anus
was red and swollen, I felt a pang of heartache. I could never maintain a calm attitude when playing sex games with Mom.
Every time, no matter which hole I inserted into, I would be incredibly excited, and my body would
thrust wildly out of control. This time was no different. After confirming that Mom had had enough, I set my sights
on . 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 the condom, rubbed my penis back and forth at the entrance of Aunt Chen's vagina a few times, and then
forcefully inserted it.

Aunt Chen let out a soft "Ah!" and then began to moan wildly, saying things like, "Good son, it's so deep!
Good son , harder!" She made all the sounds she usually made when she was with her son. I didn't hold back
and thrust into Aunt Chen's vagina with wide, forceful strokes (photo attached). While I was doing it, I observed my mother's condition
. Seeing that my mother was just lying flat on the bed resting and didn't seem to be in any particular discomfort, I felt relieved
and turned my attention back to Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen's body moved back and forth in sync with my thrusts, and
I hit her cervix every time. In novels, it's called the "flower core," which is that small lump of flesh deep inside the vagina.
With this kind of force and speed, even Aunt Chen, a seasoned womanizer, couldn't take it anymore. Her vagina was contracting
and expanding (PS: Apparently, some women's vaginas really do contract and expand before orgasm, just like in novels,
and you can feel it very clearly. But I didn't feel it in my mother's case. It seems that there are some real elements in novels).

Mumbled incoherently, "Hurry up, don't stop," and other such words. Knowing Aunt Chen was close to climax, I sped up
, and the urge to ejaculate intensified. Holding Aunt Chen's buttocks, I thrust forcefully
about ten times before ejaculating. This time, because I had slept for several hours, my testicles had ample time to produce sperm,
resulting a large ejaculation. As I ejaculated, I felt Aunt Chen's vagina twitching incessantly; it seemed she had also
climaxed. Fortunately, 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 within a few hours is a bit much even for someone as strong as me.

After ejaculating, I pulled out my penis. Aunt Chen rolled 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 but 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. As 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 was no longer interested in these teasing words. Mom, on the other hand, seemed quite energetic.
Okay, just like at noon, I chatted with Aunt Chen while we ate. By the time we finished, it was already past 8 pm.
Aunt Chen got dressed and prepared to go home. Seeing that it was getting late, even though the bus stop was downstairs,
I put on my pajamas to show the gentlemanly manners I should have and walked Aunt Chen downstairs to the bus stop. While waiting for the bus, Aunt Chen said,
still wanting more, that I could call her anytime I missed her. Of course, I hoped so. Seeing that I
nodded , Aunt Chen happily got on the bus and left.

When I got home, my mother had already finished tidying up and was about to take a shower. When she saw me come back, she said, "Are you
satisfied course, I said I was satisfied, but I just 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 because 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 had already gone to bed. Everyone was tired after a long afternoon. Afraid of
bothering her if I slept next to her, I didn't go to her bed. I just took a quilt and a pillow and spread them
on the floor . I lay down and fell asleep soon after.

Editor's Note:

I just turned 30 on June 10th, 2012, 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
relationship , 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 2...
For 20 years, my mother has given me her all,
supporting me in every way – in life, work, relationships, and even physically. She has showered me with love. Whether I see her as family, a lover, or
just someone to vent my frustrations on, 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'll write about this threesome and will see this article.
Since I can't say thank you in real life, I'll say it here: Thank you, Mom, thank you for all your
care , thank you for your selfless dedication and sacrifice. Your son has grown up, and you will have a peaceful and
happy old age.

[End of article]

After reading this, I was stunned. If this is true, it's such a blessing! I also like mature women, especially the sexy kind. Just thinking about it makes me hard! Yes, I also really like mature women, but they can't be too familiar, and they can't be family members. Ideally, they should be two mature women who know each other and are open-minded. This is also one of my sexual dreams. A pretty realistic story about a "green mom" (a term used to describe a woman who is actively pursuing her son). It's quite delicate. It's relatively rare for a mother to actively pursue her son, haha
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I live in Shanghai. In the early 1990s, the average worker only earned 500-600 yuan a month, so your mom's salary was considered high. The writing is quite simple and honest, it feels so real. I'm so happy!
Um
, this kind of taste is a bit exaggerated in terms of age and time. I'm a little stunned if this story is true. If this is true, then I must say the original poster has a great mother. Most people have a mother complex and prefer mature women, plus the experience of threesomes, it's truly fantastic.

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