[A Breakthrough for Mother and Son After the New Year] (Part 1, 7 episodes)

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Recently, a question suddenly popped into my head, a really stupid question. What is sex? This seemingly

simple question has been bothering me for the past few days. Yes, sex can be an action, or it can be an emotion. An

action of release, an expression of emotion. So, how do you explain so many men who have wives at home, who have

partners to release their emotions and express themselves to, yet still seek out prostitutes outside? Why? Is it just for the thrill?

I have a colleague, nicknamed "Perpetual Motion Machine" because he has too many regular women outside, and

occasionally he even risks a crackdown to go out and find prostitutes all over the city. So we secretly gave him this nickname, symbolizing

inexhaustible energy. Once at a party, after a few rounds of drinks, the boss asked everyone while this colleague went to the restroom: "

Why is this guy so restless? Is his metabolism too fast or is he just looking for thrills?" Logically,

it shouldn't be about metabolism; look at his desk, it's always full of brain-clearing pills and kidney-tonifying pills. You say

he's just looking for thrills? That seems even less likely. Such an honest kid, he even needs his neighbor's help to kill a fish,

how could he dare to defy the crackdown? Let's discuss, why?

Why? No reason. Nobody can explain it. Like my question, what is sex? Why do you

want sex? Everyone has their own way of thinking and doing things, everyone's understanding is different, it's hard

to reach a formulaic result.

Just like what I'm doing now, why do I want to do it this way? I really can't explain the reason. Oedipus complex

has existed since ancient times, but not everyone who believes in Oedipus complex intends to achieve anything. I used to

think that way, it was just a thought, a strong thought, even just a thought, sometimes it would

suddenly make me nauseous, I never thought about actually doing anything.

But once you do something, when the most taboo secret is exposed to you, you will also

lose yourself, unable to distinguish your true purpose. The renowned writer Yu Qiuyu once said, "Life is about solving

mysteries; the attraction of life is mainly composed of suspense." This is a profound statement. Perhaps all the answers lie within the suspense

, and all actions are ultimately for the purpose of solving mysteries…

I am sexually fulfilled, and you all think so too. Do you smoke? Sometimes the urge to smoke kicks in, but the boss is

in a serious meeting, and the cigarette is in my pocket. That feeling of having a cigarette but not being able to smoke

is very uncomfortable. Once you understand this, I think you can better understand what I mean when I continue.

As for , that feeling of having your mother around but not being able to have sex is also very uncomfortable.

The whole family basically leaves and returns at the same time, so there's practically no opportunity.

And when you finally get to your wife working the night shift, your father is home. Even if there's an opportunity, it feels disgusting. The knot in your heart might be a gift from

God ; your father's wife can never truly be your lover, especially

when your father is present.

"I want to go to Guilin, I want to go to Guilin, but when I have the time, I don't have the money. I want to go to Guilin

, I want to go to Guilin, but when I have the money, I don't have the time." This is a true reflection of my current situation.

Last night, my wife was on night shift, and a classmate invited me to his house for drinks. Without any restraint, I naturally drank quite a bit, and then

risked driving home. My parents were watching TV; I greeted them and went upstairs, afraid of being scolded. I took off my clothes and got into bed,

but my desire was also rising, and I couldn't fall asleep. Comrades, everyone says money is a bastard, but actually, alcohol is

a bastard too; it can turn you into a bastard.

While tossing and turning, I thought of my mother again. Thinking

about

it is one thing, but just going to bed with it isn't a solution. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: my dad takes a shower almost every night, why not take advantage of that

opportunity… Ugh, as soon as I had this thought, I felt nauseous again. But this feeling only lasted a few seconds;

that's I say alcohol is a bastard.

I slipped on my pajamas and tiptoed to the bottom of the stairs, listening carefully as my parents were still watching

TV

. My mental state swung again: should I go back or not? Going back might make it hard to fall asleep, not going back might give me another chance. Of course, in the end, evil thoughts prevailed. I sat down on the stairs and began

plotting my "crime."

In my fantasy world, just as I was about to ejaculate inside my mom, I suddenly heard my dad tell

my mom they were going to wash up and go to bed. The opportunity had arrived.

After confirming the bathroom door slammed shut, I lightly slipped in front of my mom, startling her

. Seeing me nodding and leering, her expression changed from surprise to

anger, glaring at me with bared teeth.

In this situation, time was precious; I couldn't hesitate. Standing in front of my mom, I quickly pulled down

my pajama bottoms , revealing my proud, erect penis right in front of her as she sat on the sofa.

When Mom saw me pull out my penis, she tried to cover it with her hand, which only increased its sensitivity.

My penis was hard and hot, and she could feel it. Her face was flushed, which I also noticed.

During the push and pull, I had already grabbed Mom's breasts with my hands; even through her sweater, the sensation from my palms was

very stimulating.

Mom was probably too nervous and stood up. This made it easier for me, so I squeezed her buttocks with both hands, and

Mom came into my arms.

Her pants were loose, and I slowly slipped one hand under her waist, and once I broke free of the belt,

I felt a full, round bottom. I couldn't waste any more time, so I pressed Mom back down onto the sofa.

Mom still wanted to get up, so I put one hand on her shoulder and the other hand slipped down from her sweater collar,

vigorously kneading her breasts.

My mom finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She grabbed my arm, glared at me, and whispered, "What are you doing? Do you want to live

?"

Her hand continued to knead inside. I quietly told her, "Just a little while. Dad needs to shower for a bit.

I'll be out soon."

As I spoke, I leaned down and touched her belt, wanting to relieve myself on the sofa quickly; I was

terrified. My mom was still struggling, her body constantly shifting away. Seeing that several minutes had already passed, I panicked and

said to her, "Mom, if you don't let me out, I won't go upstairs. Hurry up."

Perhaps my mom was afraid I would really make a scene and get Dad out, or perhaps she genuinely wanted to help me because she saw my discomfort. After some

hesitation , she looked up and whispered, "Where?"

"Right here, hurry. I'll be out soon," I answered hastily, wanting her to unbuckle her belt.

Then, Mom did something astonishing. No sooner had I finished speaking than she grabbed my penis, pulled me towards her

, and before I knew it, I felt a heat below. Looking down, I saw her mouth on my

penis.

Good heavens. Oral sex. This wasn't what I wanted; I wanted her to take off her pants and insert it…

After Mom took it in her mouth, she looked up at me, her tongue circling the head of my penis. I couldn't help but gasp.

My wife and I don't usually do oral sex during sex; I find it a little hard to accept. The

few has given me oral sex, it hasn't been very comfortable; her teeth often bite the head of my penis.

Mom, however, was very professional. After stimulating my penis with her tongue until it grew even larger, she began to swallow and spit it out,

the head of my penis completely unaware of her teeth. As Mom sucked on my penis, she looked up at

me with eyes full of tenderness.

After a few hissing and groaning sounds, I suddenly felt myself about to ejaculate. Premature ejaculation? Or was it too

stimulating ? I couldn't let her continue. So I pulled my mom up again and started to undo her belt.

My mom still had saliva around her mouth. Seeing my impatience, she wiped her mouth with her hand and whispered to stop me, "

No , no." The belt was already off, and I quickly pulled down her pink panties.

My mom was very nervous at this point, covering her genitals with her hands and looking at me nervously, not knowing what I was going to do.

I led my mom to the corner of the stairs, where I could block the view from the living room. My mom

understood , and still looked at me nervously while holding up her pants. I gestured for her to stand against the stair railing

, and then I held my penis and tried to insert it like last time.

My mom cooperated this time, arching her back forward to make it easier for me to find the entrance. It was already very slippery down there,

and after a few rubs, my penis finally found the entrance. I slowly pushed it in, holding my mom's

waist with my hands, and began to thrust.

My mom put her hands on my shoulders, frowned, and looked up, urging me to hurry. Of course, I couldn't hesitate. I

thrust in and out rapidly, each time pulling out leaving only half my glans inside her vagina, and each time thrusting

in fully. Soon, my mom was panting heavily, making "mmm, mmm" sounds.

"Don't ejaculate..."

my mom said, her body trembling. I could feel her trying her best to cooperate. We both

arched forward at the same time, but my mom's lower abdomen was a bit large, so to avoid making any colliding sounds, I

had to arch my back as far as possible while keeping my upper body still.

"Then I'll come back and ejaculate tomorrow morning," I whispered in my mom's ear. I thought she wouldn't let me

ejaculate tonight.

"I said you... um... don't ejaculate inside," my mom said, dodging my breath and tilting her head

.

"Why can't I ejaculate inside today?" I said, continuing to thrust. After saying that, I suddenly realized,

was she going to have sex with my dad later? I couldn't help but stop what I was doing and burst out laughing.

Mom probably realized what I was thinking, her face flushed as she glared at me. Her raised

hand didn't land hard on my shoulder, but instead gently touched it, then she pinched me and urged

me to hurry up.

I was a little excited, hehe. Am I really that perverted? The thought that Dad

would , and I'd already gotten there first, made me even harder, and I thrust faster. No, I

'm going to cum inside, I told myself.

Mom saw I was close to climax and started stroking my back. Almost only my back was against the armrest,

my penis fully erect.

"Mom, I'm going to...cum." Just as I finished speaking, I heard the bathroom faucet stop, followed by

the sound of slippers. Mom, who was already quite dazed, her eyes half-closed, suddenly opened them wide, then

quickly pushed me away and pulled up her pants.

I was so nervous, I pulled up my pants and went upstairs, then quietly went into the bedroom, even

locking the door from the inside as if possessed. Haha. My climax was ruined just like that. Lying in bed, it took me a while to finally

put my little ones on the toilet paper. Oh, poor you, I was planning to put you in your grandma's belly.

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