[Mother's Love (Translation)]

【Mother's Love (Translation)】 Author: rashmi Translator: bian

1.

Mary walked carefully along the forest path, listening to the babbling brook as she searched for water.
Branches occasionally peeked out from the sides of the path, forcing her to dodge them as she searched, but this didn't dampen her spirits.
On the contrary, the increasingly loud sound of the flowing water filled her with excitement and joy; she could finally take a good bath. She
wore only a knee-length robe over her underwear and carried a small plastic bag containing her
clean clothes.

She had come to this wooded campsite with her 19-year-old son, Matthew. Since her
husband died of a heart attack five years ago while on a business trip abroad, the mother and son had come here every year during Matthew's vacation
. Mary was widowed at the young age of 40 and
raised alone. Her eldest daughter, Meg, was away at university, leaving Mary to care for
the family alone. As the family's grief over the loss of her husband and father began to subside, Matthew told his mother
he would take care of her, and he truly did. He was a dutiful son, taking on as many household chores as possible
and fulfilling some of the daily tasks his father used to do. Mary adored her
son and adored him. They relied on each other, supporting and encouraging one another;
the love between them was unparalleled by any other mother and son.

As Mary reminisced about the past five years with her son, she unconsciously found herself nearing the water.
Through the dense foliage, she could see the shimmering surface of the water, but it was still less than a hundred
feet away. As she bent down to walk around a very large tree, she looked up and saw an open space before her, with
the stream flowing gently. Mary stood there admiring the view, the clouds in the sky and
the lush trees on the banks reflected in the water. Just as she was about to continue, she noticed a man in the water, who had just
emerged and was bending down to reach for a towel. At first, she didn't pay attention to who he was, but then she suddenly realized that this person was none other than her son,
Matthew!

Mary watched him as he dried himself off. He didn't miss a single inch of his body, and when he vigorously scrubbed
his groin, she looked on incredulously. She couldn't believe his penis had
become . It immediately became hard and erect against his lower abdomen. She suddenly felt guilty;
how could she look at her son like that? She then continued towards the water source. She knew he hadn't noticed her because the dense
branches provided good cover, and he was so focused on drying himself that he didn't see her approaching until he finished
and looked up .

Matthew looked up and smiled as his mother walked down the path.

"Good morning, Mom. Did you sleep well?" he asked, picking up his towel and walking towards her.

Mary simply nodded, glancing at her son's thin, slender body. He put on his shorts and a crew-neck
t-shirt and then continued to dry his hair with the towel. Matthew went over and hugged her, kissing her cheek.
Mary kissed his forehead, then turned to find a place to put her plastic bag down.

“How’s the water, Matthew?”

“Oh, it’s wonderful! It feels so good! I know you’ll love it. But if you want to really enjoy it
, you have to take your clothes off.”

“No way, with you here.”

“Okay, Mom, I understand. I was just about to go back to the cabin, but I suggest you soak in it naked
.”

“I’ll try.”

“Okay, I’m off, see you later. Don’t soak too long. We have to be at the restaurant by 8. You
have 30 minutes.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Matthew chuckled, seeing his mother fidgeting, blushing, surely imagining herself naked in the
water. He turned and retraced his steps along the path. “You know what, Mom. Don’t worry. You’re very beautiful,” he said, waving, disappearing into the woods. 　　After arriving at the restaurant and taking their seats, Matthew leaned close to his mother's ear and asked in a very low voice, "Did you do it, Mom?" 　　At first, she seemed confused, but then she understood what he was asking. She smiled slightly and said, "Yes, Matthew. You're right. The cool stream felt wonderful against my skin. I feel so refreshed. Thanks for the brilliant idea." 　　Matthew beamed. He looked at his mother. She was radiant. At 45, she looked no more than 35. Her regular exercise had kept her slim and curvaceous figure indefinitely, and , despite having two children, her breasts showed no signs of sagging. She was almost as tall as her son, nearly six feet. Because of her height, her normally large breasts didn't appear too large, but rather just right. Mary was a lively woman, always full of energy and vitality, and very, very beautiful. 　　Matthew was proud of her. 　　“You look so beautiful, Mom.” 　　“Thank you, dear. You’re very handsome too. What are the plans for today?” 　　Matthew told her that after breakfast they would go hiking, then play some outdoor games, followed by lunch and a nap. If the sunny weather lasted until evening, they planned a bonfire party. Mary listened to her son, watching him gesture and eagerly anticipate , and she was infected by his enthusiasm. Mary gazed at his joyful face, and the image of him emerging from the water unconsciously flashed through her mind. 　　Mary recalled his young body, the image she bit her lip, pulling herself back to reality. She looked at him, his golden hair, his narrow chin, his straight nose. As always, her gaze finally settled on his very captivating deep blue eyes. He was very handsome, and now grown up, he had inherited his father’s strong appearance. She often missed her husband, but now her thoughts were completely focused on her son. He was the best son any mother could ever have, the best son in the world. She was incredibly proud to have such a son.

She thought back to when he graduated high school, he turned down all the offers from universities, even
those offering him scholarships, because he didn't want to be away from his mother. He loved her very much, and after his father's
sudden death, he was determined never to leave her alone at home. She knew her son had given up those
good schools because of her, and she was grateful. Now he was a sophomore at a university near his home.
Matthew was very popular with the professors, especially the female students. But he kept his distance from those girls, not wanting
anything to distract him from his studies and his mother.

Mary gently patted his hand and said, "Which group are you going to join?"

"I haven't decided yet, Mom. What about you? Do you want to go hiking?"

"I haven't decided either."

"Then let's go together. I like hiking with you."

"Okay. Let's go find a group. I still need to get ready. Do you want me to wear shorts, or these
jeans?"

"Anything is fine, Mom. You look beautiful in anything."

Mary laughed with delight. She knew it was true, but she loved hearing it from her son.
She knew he simply loved her and was proud to have such a beautiful mother. She also knew he was still
childlike, very innocent, considering he was already 19.

She stood up and said, “Okay, Matthew. I’m going back to the cabin. Find a group and pick me up. I think I
’ll change into my shorts and your father’s shirt. It’ll be much lighter.”

“Great, Mom. I’ll come find you when we’re ready to go. I want to tell some of the other kids first.”
He kissed her cheek and turned to leave.

The climb wasn’t easy; it was quite adventurous. Matthew stayed close to his mother, helping her through
the narrow, difficult sections, sometimes almost touching the edge of the hillside. They hiked along the path beside
the creek, finally stopping for lunch almost at the same spot where Matthew and Mary had bathed that morning.
Matthew sat down next to his mother and said, “This is a great place, isn’t it, Mom? Nobody can
see you unless they come up above you. I really like this secluded spot. Do you like skinny dipping?
Will you do it again tomorrow?”

“Maybe. How many people know about this place?”

“Oh, everyone knows. But our cabin is the closest, so I can get here early in the morning and
be all alone. You can skinny dipping or just soak in it naked if you want; nobody will
come, so don’t worry. It feels amazing! You should try it, Mom.”

“I don’t know. It would be so embarrassing if someone suddenly showed up.”

“How about we come early, Mom? Nobody gets up before 7. We’ll get here at 6,
so we have a whole hour. How about that, Mom?”

“So early? Isn’t the water cold?”

“It’s not too cold. This stream comes from a hot spring a few miles upstream. So the water is actually a bit warm. Last year,
our Indian guide told us that the water is rich in medicinal properties and can cure skin diseases. He
said that Indians bathe in it as adults, and that doctors use it to make medicine. It’s very good for us,
Mom . Is that alright?”

“Let me think about it, son.”

“You’re not confident you can take your clothes off in front of me, are you?” Matthew asked.

Mary didn’t know how to answer him. He had always been direct and honest, saying whatever came to mind. He was
a simple, innocent young man, a quality she admired in her son. So she knew he didn’t want to
beat around the bush and would answer him directly.

“I think so, son. I didn’t know it would be a good idea.”

“Yes, but I think you agree, Mom. I mean, you used to see me naked all the time.
And frankly, I don’t think you’re shy about it. You have a great body, Mom. You should be
proud .”

“No, honey. Of course, I admire my own body. But you’re not
a little boy anymore, you’re a grown man. Just because you’re naked in front of me doesn’t mean I can
be naked in front of you. I’m your mother.”

“Okay, I won’t pressure you. But it’s really no big deal. I’ve seen naked women before,
I’ve seen pictures in magazines.”

They stood up and headed back to their cabin. On the way to the dining room for lunch, Mary said nothing.
She didn’t know if she could control her emotions and reactions to seeing her son naked. She was shocked to see her son naked this
morning , which made her react.

She felt her nipples harden slightly, and there was a tingling sensation between her legs. She knew this wasn’t a good
sign, so she didn’t want to face the scene again.

Matthew was very understanding of his mother. He understood why she refused him; she didn't want him to see her
naked body. He had seen her slender, curvaceous body many times, knowing full well that her skin was smooth and
supple, and her figure graceful. He often reacted to such a woman, especially during her menstrual period, when
her body exuded a strong feminine scent.

He found that this made him even more excited, as did her body clinging to her silky nightgown. He knew she,
like him, slept without underwear. Whenever he passed her bedroom in the morning, it wasn't her breasts or
buttocks that were exposed. He was often attracted to her body, but he never had any erotic fantasies about her.
She was his mother; it was simply a son's love for his mother. He liked to hug her, kiss her, and enjoy
the feeling of her soft, fragrant body.

2. The next morning, Mary woke up early and lay in bed pondering her son's earlier request.
She found it less daunting; it wasn't a big deal. At the same time, she knew very well that she wasn't very
confident ; could she really handle such an unexpected situation? Finally, she was certain
nothing , because he didn't even consider such things, and she shouldn't worry either. She felt confident
she would get away unscathed.

Matthew woke up early and looked at his mother sleeping beside him. She seemed to be fast asleep.

Disappointed, he grabbed his clothes and toiletries and left the cabin. Mary heard him close the door and climbed out.
She got up. She knew Matthew had gone to the creek so early. She wanted to surprise her son. She quickly
packed her things and went out to catch up with him. He reached the creek, stripped off his clothes, and jumped into the water. As he
surfaced, shaking the water off his hair, he saw his mother walking towards him. He waved and called out,
"Mom, the water's so warm."

Mary put down her plastic bag and began to take off her pajamas, feeling a little nervous.

Matthew stared at her, his gaze gradually becoming infatuated, as his mother's curvaceous body slowly
unfolded before him. Mary removed her pajamas and looked at her son. She stood
on the bank, only a few steps away from him, wearing only her underwear. She saw him staring at her full breasts and her slender waist. Then, he
turned to her and said gently, “Mommy, you’re so beautiful! Come on, jump in. The water’s warm, I’m not
kidding.”

“Thank you for the compliment, baby. Turn your face away.”

Matthew turned his back to her. Mary seized the opportunity to quickly take off her underwear, as if afraid he
might turn around , and immediately jumped into the water. He turned around at the sound, and not far from him, her head
was above the water, swaying from side to side, splashing water droplets everywhere. The water was indeed very warm. She loved
the feeling of the water flowing over her bare skin. Matthew smiled at her and said, “Isn’t it wonderful, Mommy?
I wasn’t kidding you.”

Mary swam towards him, and as she approached, he held out a hand to her and said, “Come on, let’s swim together,
around this stream.” The two held hands and swam around the stream together. Mary was simply being
led , following beside him. Then, she saw him flip over onto his back, kicking his legs and floating on his back. She could see
the wet, golden pubic hair between his legs, his limp penis hanging over his flat stomach. He
stopped when he saw her staring at him.

“Come on, Mom. Just swimming isn’t fun. Let’s do some exercise. See if you can catch me.”

Mary nodded and let go of his hand. She was an excellent swimmer, having won
many awards years ago in college. The mother and son chased each other along the creek, and just as she was about to catch him, she plunged into
the water trying to flip him over. Matthew looked back and found her gone. Suddenly, he felt
something lift him from the water—it was Mary, her head between his legs, trying to flip him over. Matthew quickly jumped away, pushed
her head underwater, and swam out.

When they surfaced, almost face to face, they burst into laughter at the sight. Mary wrapped her arms
around his neck and said, “Oh, son. This is so much fun. You swim really well!”

“Yes, it’s so much fun, Mom. You’re as good as ever. You swim much faster than me.”

Mary kissed his lips and said, “Thank you. We’d better leave before anyone comes.”

“Okay, Mom. But I want to hug you first. It feels so good!”

Before she could reply, Matthew pulled his mother into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Matthew held her slender waist tightly, pressing their naked bodies close together. Mary felt
his manhood between her legs. She felt her nipples harden from the stimulation of his masculine body. Matthew’s
hands moved down to her buttocks. She could have pushed him away, but she didn’t. He grabbed her soft, elastic
buttocks, thrusting forward and kissing her lips. Mary was surprised by his unexpected move
and unconsciously opened her mouth.

Matthew instinctively slipped his tongue between her lips, kissing his
mother . Mary groaned at his deep kiss, clutching his buttocks tightly.

Matthew felt his penis harden; their intimacy excited him immensely. Mary grabbed one of his hands,
removing it from her buttocks and placing it on her breast. Matthew immediately placed his other hand on one breast
, gently squeezing and kneading her firm breast.

Mary groaned, then suddenly snapped back to reality. She shoved him away abruptly and plunged into
the water , trying to escape. As she floated underwater, she could see his erect penis bobbing
gently up and down as he swam away from her. She resisted the urge to reach for him and swam
back to shore. They both emerged from the water and stood face to face. There was an awkward moment,
and Matthew first cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

“I’m so sorry, Mom. I shouldn’t have kissed you like that.”

Mary swallowed to moisten her throat, watching his long penis slowly soften. She said,
“It’s alright, baby. I should take responsibility too. You’re very handsome; everyone will be attracted to you.”

She walked up to him and reached out to hold his soft penis in her hand. She gently squeezed it
and said, “It’s very beautiful, Matthew. You’re a grown man now.”

“Oh! Mom. Thank you,” he replied, placing one hand on her hand that had made his penis hard again.
“Your hand feels so good, Mom.”

Touching his penis, Mary felt her nipples harden. She smacked her lips and said, “I like
it hard this way, son. I want to feel that hard feeling. It feels so good!”

Matthew didn’t have to do anything. The erotic scene was enough to make his penis completely
hard and swollen to its limit in his mother’s hand. She watched with fascination as it throbbed and grew thicker in her fist. She
pulled him closer and held it tenderly. Matthew's eyes were filled with love and intense desire as he looked at her.
He was clearly not aroused by stimulation and needed release. Mary sensed his urgent need. She said,
"Come on, let's go back into the water with Mom."

When they were back in the water, Mary grasped his penis and began to slowly masturbate. Matthew
held her slender waist with both hands, his hips thrusting in response to her fists, letting out soft moans of pleasure.
Mary looked at his face, giving her beloved son all her love. Just as Matthew was nearing climax,
he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Oh, Mom. I can't take it anymore. Please... masturbate harder!"

Mary parted her legs slightly, pressing his throbbing penis between them. The head of his penis touched her genitals,
and Matthew immediately opened his eyes. Realizing his penis was pressing against his mother's genitals, he could no longer control himself.
A moan escaped his lips. A cry of intense desire filled his voice as he grabbed her buttocks and thrust his hips towards her.
His penis plunged between her legs, and with a sudden pull, semen sprayed onto her thighs. Mary quickly pulled
back, grabbing his still-erect penis and frantically masturbating, helping her son
release all his semen.

When his testicles were empty from his mother's masturbation, he collapsed weakly onto her. He embraced his
mother , and Mary returned the embrace, kissing his lips.

"Feeling better now, son?"

Matthew simply nodded, offering a weak smile. He felt a little tired from the intense orgasm. He
couldn't believe his own mother would masturbate him. But he felt no fear, regret, or disgust.
He stared into his beautiful mother's eyes and said, "Mom, this was so great! How can I thank you? Did we
do something wrong?"

"You're welcome, son. I'm glad I could help you, darling. There's nothing wrong with doing this when two people love each other
. But we'd better get out of here now, or we'll be discovered."

"Okay. Let's get out of here quickly."

They quickly dried themselves and put on their clothes. On the path back to their cabin, they met a
young couple also heading there. The girl asked Mary if the water was warm. Mary nodded and said, "It was wonderful! My
son and I had a lot of fun. It was so much fun."

3. A few days later, the camping trip ended, and Matthew and his mother returned home. Neither mother nor son
mentioned what had happened in the creek that day, but they could both sense that it had changed their relationship.
Mary was both regretful and excited; she knew that the pure relationship between her and her son was no longer there, and that
incident had created a knot between them. In the following days at the campsite, neither
the mother nor son seemed to mind the situation, and both maintained proper boundaries.

In the days that followed, the experience kept replaying in her mind, vividly clear, and
the strange sensation of stroking his penis felt almost tangible, her face unconsciously beaming
with joy and happiness. He also recalled the pleasure and excitement of caressing his mother's breasts. He knew she
craved attention and understood the loneliness she had endured since his father's death. He had never considered
these things for her, but now he wondered if their relationship should progress to that point, intruding into his mother's
world and making her dependent on him. Matthew resolved to be wholeheartedly good to his mother and do everything he could to make her
happy.

He still didn't believe his mother would agree to a relationship with him, but he was very curious about what it would feel like if
that day .

Mary, on the other hand, was deeply troubled by what had happened at the campsite. She was a passionate woman,
still young and beautiful, and often reminisced about her past intimacy with her husband. For the past five years, she
had tried her best to suppress her desires, to think of nothing, and to live alone with her two children. Suddenly, her
son, experiencing his first stirrings of love, rekindled her desires, disregarding ethics and morality, constantly thinking about
what had happened in the creek that day. Mary still couldn't bring herself to seduce her son, but she longed to touch his large,
throbbing , hard and smooth, a feeling that brought her both pleasure and excitement. She didn't know
what would happen, but she truly wished for such a penis, deeply penetrating her burning desire.

Several months later, Matthew was in his room. He was sprawled on the carpet, writing his research report, which
he had been working on for days. He had been working hard on this research proposal, but tonight he was stuck.
There was a part of the report he couldn't write, and he couldn't come up with it no matter how hard he tried. Frustrated, Matthew threw his pen to the ground
. The pen flew through the air at the doorway. He lay sprawled on the carpet, staring at the ceiling.
The air conditioner was broken and hadn't been repaired yet,
making

the room very stuffy. He wasn't wearing anything on his upper body, just a pair of silk shorts. Exhausted, Matthew drifted off to sleep. Mary returned home from work and didn't find him. She changed into a short skirt and a t-shirt. Because it was so hot,
she wasn't wearing a bra.

She went to the kitchen, but no one was there; he usually sat at the table eating snacks at this time. She went to his room and
found him lying on the carpet. As she stepped into the room, she stepped on
the pen Matthew had left on the floor. She guessed he was having trouble with his homework.

She stood beside him, looking at his haggard face. Her heart ached. She gently called to him.

He stirred and opened his eyes. He saw his mother standing beside him. He looked up, and
her crotch, clad in her underwear, was clearly visible. He could see the bulging mound of flesh, a slit in the middle, and
dark pubic hair faintly visible through his underwear. He looked at his mother and saw her smiling at him.

"What's wrong, baby? Having trouble with something?"

Matthew nodded and said, "I'm lost, Mom. I can't finish it."

Mary knelt beside him and pulled him up. She held his head to her chest and said, "You can finish it,
son. You're probably just too tired. Put it aside for now and come back to it later."

Matthew hugged her and buried his face in her chest. He could feel that she
wasn't wearing anything under her t-shirt. His heart began to race. He looked up at her and said, "No, Mom. There's no time.
The report is due in two days. This is really..." He interrupted himself and burst into tears.

Mary pressed his head against her breast and patted him gently to comfort him. “Okay, okay, my
baby. Don’t cry, darling. I’ll help you. Just relax.”

She hugged Matthew tightly. He felt her breasts pressed against his face, making him feel a little breathless.

He glanced at his mother. Mary’s eyes were full of affection. Matthew felt her deep
love , and he hugged her tightly, rubbing his face against her breasts. Mary looked at him and saw
a small tent bulging in his shorts. Her hugging him like this excited him greatly.

She smiled slightly at him and leaned down to kiss his forehead gently.

Matthew reached out and placed his hand on her flat stomach, his fingers slipping inside her t-shirt, waiting for her reaction. When he…
Realizing she offered no resistance, he reached inside, his hand finding her breast. With a soft,
excited gasp, he grasped her firm, tender flesh and gently kneaded it.

Mary took a deep breath to calm her excitement, then placed her hand on his.

"Oh...son. You feel so good, baby. Please don't stop!" She pulled his head into her
arms . Matthew's face was pressed directly against her breast, seeing her nipples harden and protrude. Mary
pulled up her shirt and pressed her son's face against her flushed, excited breasts. Matthew immediately opened his mouth and began sucking
on one of her nipples. He sucked and kissed her nipples in turn, eliciting soft moans of pleasure from her. She
lay down beside him and embraced him.

"Come to Mommy, baby. Mommy will let you suck my nipples."

Matthew nestled his half-naked body against his mother and began sucking and kneading her breasts.

He found that caressing and kneading her firm, tender flesh excited him greatly, and he knew it
excited her just as much. He looked at her and said, "I love touching your breasts, Mom. They're so interesting!
Did I grow up eating them?"

Mary nodded. “Yes, darling. You, and Meg. She doesn’t really like sucking my breasts,
but you love them. You used to reach for them all the time, wanting to suck them.”

“It’s been so long, but I still love them, Mom. It’s different now, isn’t it?”

“Yes, darling. It’s more erotic now than when you were a baby, haha.
You get excited now, and so do I.”

“Is this okay, Mom? I want to suck some more. Am I getting you too excited?”

“Yes, darling. But it’s okay. I haven’t felt like this in years. Come on, let
Mom suck some more!”

“Okay, but you have to teach me how. I don’t have much experience, Mom.”

“I’ll tell you, darling. You just need to stroke and suck them. Rub them, but not too
hard.”

“Is that so?” Matthew asked, caressing and kneading her breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. His
fingers pinched her hard nipples and gently ground them as he watched her face.

Mary gasped, then let out a long, soft moan.

“Oh… God! I haven’t felt this good in so long, darling. This is it!”

Mary pleaded. Matthew sat up beside her and began massaging her breasts incessantly. She looked
at her son with deep affection, her eyes filled with love and desire. She looked down at his groin and saw his penis
peeking out from his shorts. As her son kneaded and caressed her breasts, she became incredibly excited, her
juices flowing freely and soaking her panties.

She reached out and gently stroked his erect crotch. Matthew groaned and shifted slightly.
His erect penis sprang out of his shorts, still trembling. Mary
immediately grabbed it, excitedly saying, “Oh my God! Your big thing is so hot, son! Take off your shorts
, darling. Let Mom see your naked body.”

Matthew stood up and pulled off his shorts. He stood beside his mother, his thick penis erect. As he looked down at his half-naked mother lying on the carpet, his excitement intensified
when he saw her beautiful, firm breasts and her outstretched, slender legs, creating a picture of beauty. He noticed her skirt bunched up around her waist, revealing part of her underwear. 　　Mary reached out and grabbed his throbbing penis, pulling it and saying, "Ride on my chest, darling. I'll show you how, you'll love it." 　　Matthew straddled her, watching her place his penis between her breasts. She squeezed her full breasts, thrusting his penis in and out.

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