[Fantasy] Lady Fuyao (Complete) - Chapter 43 (End)

4. I fucked my mom again

, but when dawn broke the next day, everything from the previous night seemed to vanish like fog. When the family sat around the table for breakfast, my mother was unusually cold, not only refusing to speak to me but also avoiding eye contact.

I felt like I was in an icebox, yet I still refused to give up. So, after my father left for work, I pretended to be unwell and stayed in my room, playing with the white underwear stained with my mother's juices, quietly waiting.

Soon after, the door opened, and my mother walked in as I had hoped. Seeing the underwear in my hand, Mom's face immediately flushed red with shame, and she said in a trembling voice, "Tie Niu, we can't repeat last night's mistake."

Before I could defend myself, Mom gestured for me to be quiet. "Last night was indeed very enjoyable, and I will always remember everything we had, but I am, after all, a married woman. Tie Niu, we can't make the same mistake again."

"Mom," I protested loudly, pulling her into my arms, "I love you! You know you love me too, please give your son another chance."

I tried to kiss her, but Mom turned her head, broke free from my embrace, and shook her head. "No, Tie Niu." Tears welled in her eyes as she whispered, "Just because you are my son."

"Mom!" I cried out, watching Mom about to leave my room, "I won't stop loving you, I will continue to pursue you."

Tears streamed down Mom's face, but she still left me. It was clear that Mom's decision was painful for her, but her resolve remained unwavering.

From then on, our relationship cooled down.

Time flew by, and months of effort yielded nothing. I almost gave up hope of repairing our relationship.

My mother was busy finding me a partner, contacting everyone she could find, asking if they knew any good girls; she even consulted random books to see if our horoscopes were compatible, and if so, she would arrange for us to meet.

I felt incredibly pained because the only woman I loved, my mother, was cruelly pushing me away from her. In the end, I chose a girl because, in my eyes, she looked somewhat like my mother, and the engagement date was set.

Then, some strange things started happening. My mother's attitude towards me changed; she acted like a jealous woman, scolding me for even the smallest mistakes I made.

I jokingly asked her, "Are you unwilling to give your son away?" My mother wouldn't admit it, but when I pointed out her recent change and said it was just a lover's jealousy, she fell silent, went into her room, and didn't come out all night.

The next day, when it was just the two of us at home, Mom said, "Tie Niu, shall we go see another movie on Sunday?"

It was a little strange, but I was still very happy, thinking Mom was probably just trying to comfort me. I nodded and said, "Mom, that's great!"

I don't know how I spent the next few days, eagerly anticipating Sunday. When

the long-awaited day finally arrived, Mom had dressed up carefully for our outing. I could hardly believe that the beautiful woman sitting next to me was my mother.

After the movie, we went back to our private spot, and I hugged Mom again. She didn't resist, and we began to kiss passionately.

My hands started to roam over her body, and from her tightly clenched legs, I could tell she was excited. We were intimate for about an hour before returning home. Just like last time, Dad and my sister were asleep.

"Wait for me in your room, I'm going to check on your dad," Mom said softly.

When she entered my room, I slammed the door shut, bravely wrapped my arms tightly around my mother's waist, and gently placed her on the bed. Without hesitation, I quickly undressed her, pressed her beneath me, and the two of us began a passionate kiss, a kiss long since separated.

I lifted her chin, lowered my head, and kissed her soft, red lips. My mother was extremely shy, awkwardly responding to me. Wanting to leave her with a beautiful memory, I was very gentle, savoring her kiss.

My arms tightened around her, my erect penis pressed against her soft abdomen, being constantly squeezed and rubbed, arousing the surging desire between us.

My mother's tightly closed teeth were finally gently opened by me. My tongue slipped inside, intertwining with hers, inhaling her sweet fragrance. My hands also quietly touched her breasts, gently playing with her soft nipples, teasing the slightly erect, red tips.

Soon, Mom responded. Her delicate tongue no longer shyly avoided my passion, and her hands actively climbed onto my body, pressing her soft, fragrant body even closer to mine.

My burning hot penis throbbed restlessly. Mom, her face flushed, was too shy to open her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes trembling tenderly.

Mom's embarrassed appearance was incredibly cute. I let my burning gaze roam over Mom's snow-white, graceful body, swallowing hard.

Finally, unable to restrain myself any longer, I lay on top of Mom, passionately kissing her small mouth and kneading her snow-white, soft breasts.

After a while, Mom pushed me away, breathing heavily, giving me a shy and reproachful look, then turning her head away in embarrassment.

"Mom, I really can't wait a moment longer." My large hands continued to caress Mom's body.

Seeing my flushed and impatient face, Mom softened and silently closed her eyes.

Having received permission, I eagerly pounced on her, pressing myself against her soft, pink body, kissing and sucking incessantly on her snow-white neck and soft breasts, even gently kissing her round, smooth arms. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, I became somewhat clumsy.

Mom, however, lay quietly like a docile kitten, too shy to move, allowing me to tease her body wantonly. Mom couldn't withstand such provocation; her body became hot and flushed, her cherry-like nipples hardening and erect under my sucking, wet, red, and tempting. From her small nostrils came soft, alluring moans.

I gently pinched my mother's nipple with my fingertips and asked in her ear, "Mom, does it feel good?" This made her blush and close her eyes even tighter, turning her face away. I loved seeing her shy expression, so I showered her with even hotter kisses.

Although the desire in my chest was almost igniting me, I told myself I mustn't be as rough with her as before. So I was very gentle and careful, wanting her to experience the beauty of sex and dispel the shadows in her heart.

Parting her round, long thighs, my mother's hot, moist vulva was fully revealed before me. This time, I could finally appreciate her paradise in detail. I gently placed my hand on her vulva, feeling her body shudder. I closed my eyes slightly and gently massaged it, feeling the soft, warm moisture from my palm.

To ease her tension, my movements were very gentle, while I kissed her thighs softly and repeatedly. As her body gradually relaxed, my movements became more intense. Gently parting her labia, I saw the moist, tender, and rosy flesh inside.

The thought that I had been born from this narrow, alluring cave filled me with excitement, and I trembled uncontrollably. Gently pinching the erect nipple, my mother couldn't help but cry out. That seductive moan sent shivers down my spine.

I mustered my courage and slowly inserted a finger into my mother's vagina. The tight, virginal confinement enveloped my finger. I merely rotated my finger slightly, and it caused my mother to tremble and moan, warm, thick love juice seeping from between my fingers.

"Stop teasing Mom... hurry... hurry... Tie Niu... Mom wants your penis..."

I couldn't bear to tease her any longer. "Mom, I'm coming in," I whispered in her ear, my hot, hard penis poised against her soft, wet opening. My mother opened her eyes, nervously gripping my arm.

"Tie Niu..." Before she could finish, I silenced her with a deep, passionate kiss. I reached down and parted her pubic hair, grasping my thick, hard penis and aiming it at her vaginal opening. The large glans probed into her labia, pressing against her clitoris. My mother

felt I was about to penetrate. She closed her eyes, suppressing the urge to scream, her hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly, her buttocks raised high…

In that instant, I felt a gush of even hotter, more scalding vaginal fluid erupt from my mother's vagina, spraying onto my glans.

I forcefully spread my mother's buttocks apart with my hands, her labia opening immediately. The head of my penis slid past her clitoris, parting her labia minora, and squeezed into her vagina.

Although only half of the head was inside, my mother's body immediately convulsed, her vaginal opening contracting repeatedly, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out again, splashing onto my penis, making it even wetter and slippery.

I didn't push my penis in completely, but pulled it out again, letting the head slide up and down repeatedly at the entrance of my mother's vagina, making her labia open like a crying, expectant infant.

When I slid the head of my penis back into my mother's vagina, her vaginal opening contracted impatiently a few times, followed by an even stronger spasm.

In the instant my mother's vagina spasmed, I involuntarily arched my back, thrusting my hips forward, and my penis slammed downwards!

With a "whoosh," my burning, enormous glans pushed aside my mother's soft labia, slid over her trembling clitoris, and supported her tight vagina—as I twisted my waist and thrust my hips, in an instant, my burning penis was deeply inserted into my mother's wet vagina!

Finally, I had returned to the place where I was born and raised 15 years ago. That was the sacred homeland I had dreamed of!

"Oh!..." The sudden pain made my mother groan softly, and she clenched her teeth.

My penis inside my mother's vagina felt like a steel chisel cutting into a crack in the mud. My mother's vagina was so tight!

After a spasm in her hips, my mother's whole body trembled.

Although I had only penetrated halfway, the tearing pain had already made my mother frown, but she kept her lips tightly pressed together and did not cry out. I gently stroked my mother's breasts, looking at her with immense heartache, and asked, "Mom, does it hurt? I've only inserted halfway..."

My mother, pale-faced, didn't have the courage to meet my eyes and simply shook her head. I knew she was hiding something; she didn't want to spoil my mood. I stopped, quietly lying on top of her, constantly touching and kissing her.

My mother's vagina was so tight, so hot, so soft. The warm, sticky, and folded flesh of her vagina tightly enveloped my penis, as if countless delicate mouths were simultaneously and tenderly sucking it. I felt a burning sensation in my lower body, as if all the blood in my body had rushed there. This was truly the most intoxicating yet unbearable sensation in the world.

After a while, feeling that my mother had adjusted, I pushed again, inserting my entire penis to the hilt.

I began to move slowly. With each deep thrust, I held my breath, carefully afraid of hurting her. Unbeknownst to me, her vagina had become accustomed to my enormous penis, each thrust a perfect, harmonious union.

Gazing at this woman in my arms, whom I loved and ravaged, my heart pounded with turmoil, for she was my own mother. I vowed to make my mother a happy and fulfilled woman in my lifetime, to compensate for the emptiness and pain caused to her by my father's indifference over the years. I no longer felt the guilt of incest; now I only wanted to deeply experience the unique excitement and passion of incest. Indeed, what in this world could be more stimulating and wonderful than a mother and son embracing, loving, and committing adultery together?

My penis rubbed and squeezed tightly against my mother's vaginal walls, releasing waves of pleasure. I could no longer control myself; with heavy breaths, my penis thrust harder and harder, meeting the endless flow of her juices, penetrating the layers of soft, tender flesh pressing against me from all sides, my massive glans relentlessly striking my mother's tender womb.

The pain had subsided, and changes were taking place in my mother's body. A flush rose to her cheeks, fragrant sweat beaded on her skin, her pink tongue slightly protruded, and soft moans escaped her lips. Her watery eyes, half-open and half-closed, gradually became hazy, like a vast, misty sea.

Our coordination, mother and son, was reaching its peak. Each thrust, each response, was perfectly synchronized, indescribably wonderful, like a loving couple who had been together for many years.

My mother's fair thighs instinctively hooked around my waist, pressing tightly against me, welcoming my insatiable desire.

The flames of lust burned ever brighter; the pleasure of incest between mother and son was driving me almost mad.

My large hands gripped my mother's slender waist tightly, my hot, erect penis thrusting repeatedly into her soft passage. My sweat dripped onto my mother's delicate skin, flowing between her full breasts, mingling with her fragrant perspiration—a scene of extraordinary stimulation. This fueled my burning desire, and I couldn't help but lower my head, licking my mother's wet, erect nipples. I could clearly feel her sweaty body pressed against my strong frame, trembling and writhing, so fragile and helpless.

With my final, deep thrust, my large glans sank deep into her core. My mother arched her back, barely able to bear it, tightly closing her eyes to receive this baptism of love. Hot fluid gushed forth, overflowing my mother's flower garden. My mother and I embraced tightly, trembling in each other's arms, sharing the tender afterglow of pleasure. My

mother smiled happily in my arms; I had never seen her smile so content.

"Tie Niu, you were amazing."

"Mom, are you still going to force me to get married?" I asked her, a hint of unease in my voice.

"Ah, Tie Niu, Mom loves you. As your wedding day draws closer, Mom is increasingly overwhelmed, almost going crazy. I know I'm just jealous. Mom loves you more than anything in this world."

"Like a lover, right?" I asked excitedly.

"Yes, not just a mother's love for her son, but a love like a lover's. Mom can't let you leave my side again, not even for a second," Mom said softly.

"Do you love me more than you love Dad?" I asked, embracing Mom again, kneading her round breasts, letting her full mounds swell, then kissing her swollen nipples.

In joy, Mom murmured, "Ah, Tie Niu, Mom respects your father, my husband, but Mom doesn't love him. After being with you, I know what love is. My dear son, Mom wants to be your wife. When I'm in your arms, I feel so happy."

Hearing these words from my dear mother's mouth, I was shocked.

"Mom, you made me the happiest man in the world. I don't want to share your love with anyone else, not even Dad. You are mine. I want to possess your body and your soul. I want you to always lie in my arms like this. I want to be one with you, Mom, forever."

My mother hugged my back tightly, rolled over onto me, adjusted her position, and straddled my waist until my penis was fully inside her. Then she kissed me passionately, her plump white buttocks moving up and down.

"Tie Niu, this is wonderful, but our union must be a secret between us, mother and son. No one else can know, otherwise we can't be together."

"Of course, I know."

Holding my mother's mature buttocks, I continued to thrust vigorously, slowly at first, then gradually increasing the speed.

Suddenly, my mother's tongue intertwined with mine like a madwoman. Then, in the throes of orgasm, my mother's body trembled violently, letting out a silent scream.

I knew my mother had reached her climax, so I quickly rolled over and pinned her beneath me, thrusting forcefully. My mother's beautiful, full body trembled with each thrust, her breasts and buttocks swaying wildly.

My strong, ravenous lust drove my mother to the brink of madness. My mother was drenched in sweat, her body trembling violently. The intense sexual climax had her completely overwhelmed: she nervously anticipated my orgasm, uncontrollably welcoming my increasingly vigorous thrusts.

With each heavy breath, my penis pounded harder than ever; against the endless flow of her juices, it penetrated the layers of soft, tender flesh pressing against her, the massive glans repeatedly striking her delicate uterus.

Gradually, I lost control!

My penis grew harder and thicker, the speed and force of my thrusts increasing. As the frenzied climax approached, I could no longer control my wild, untamed lust.

I frantically increased the speed and force of my thrusts.

I began to recklessly pound my glans against my mother's cervix. That was the place where my mother had once carried me; penetrating it felt incredibly tingling, incredibly warm!

My penis, like a jagged, black-tasseled spear, thrust back and forth in my mother's vagina and cervix with a "thump, thump, thump, thump" sound.

I don't know how much time passed, but as my penis was thrusting forcefully, suddenly, the opening of my mother's cervix gripped the head of my penis like a straw.

Like an electric shock, I felt intense spasms coursing through my limbs, my whole body melting into an indescribable, supreme orgasm. I couldn't help but cry out, "Mom... my mom..."

The uncontrollable pleasure, like surging waves, roared and rolled, sometimes tossing my mother and me to the crest of the wave, sometimes burying us to the bottom. Layer upon layer, wave upon wave, gust upon gust, the uncontrollable orgasm finally reached an unstoppable peak...

My intercourse with my mother had finally reached the ultimate climax!

"Mom...I'm going to cum...thrust! thrust...oh...push your hips...oh..." My urgent cries called out to my mother's desire, and my trembling penis further stimulated her body and mind.

Suddenly, my mother raised her hips, and her vagina spasmed violently with the trembling of my penis. The powerful suction inside her vagina gripped my swollen glans tightly, and a gush of even hotter vaginal fluid gushed out, pouring over my glans. A scalding pleasure spread through my body like an electric current.

I couldn't help but gasp, my thighs twitched, and my penis trembled continuously, suddenly swelling—I began my final sprint.

Each time I withdrew, I arched my back and raised my buttocks, forcefully pushing my mother away to maximize the depth of my penis at the vaginal opening, allowing for deeper penetration next time. Each time I thrust in, I arched my back again, thrusting my lower abdomen forward, pulling my mother forcefully, and pushing forward with all my might, aiming for my glans to penetrate her cervix and reach as deep as possible into her uterus, causing her vagina to contract sharply.

Even more stimulating was that with each thrust, I would press my glans firmly against her cervix, grinding it relentlessly!

At this moment, not only were Mom's labia trembling, but her thighs, which parted from her waist down, were also shaking, and her whole body was shivering. Moreover, her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, her eyes were languid, her brows were furrowed, her teeth were clenched, her nostrils flared, her neck was arched back, and her lower body was thrust upwards… She was tightly embracing my arched waist with both arms, involuntarily and eagerly anticipating, waiting for, and welcoming my ejaculation!

With all my might, I delivered my final thrust! Finally, my large glans plunged deep into Mom's uterus!

Suddenly, Mom felt an uncontrollable, ecstatic pleasure coursing through her body like an electric shock. Her body involuntarily stiffened, and she trembled as if she had a chill: "Oh…oh…no…I can't take it…Mom is going to die…" Immediately afterward, thick streams of vaginal fluid gushed even more violently from the depths of Mom's vagina.

My mother and I had reached the peak of our incestuous sexual desire!

Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran down my spine, and my vision blurred with flashes of light. Immediately afterward, the blood in my body rushed to my scrotum like millions of tiny snakes.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer; I was about to ejaculate!!!

With a sudden impulse, my ejaculation gate opened, and like a flood bursting its banks, a stream of hot, sticky semen shot out from my swollen penis like a jet of water from a high-pressure water gun…

With a "hiss…", my semen once again sprayed into my mother's uterus…

In an instant, my mother's body convulsed as if electrocuted, arching her back, closing her eyes, and biting her lip, seemingly unable to bear the baptism of her son's love.

At this moment, I was completely lost in a state of ecstasy, transcendent.

I could only hold my breath, straighten my back, and concentrate all my energy on my penis, which had swelled to its limit. I pressed myself tightly against my mother's uterine wall, breathing heavily.

My ejaculatory ducts dilated further, burning hotter...

With the contraction of my scrotum and the pulsation of my vas deferens, gushes of my abundant semen gushed out continuously, like arrows shooting straight into my mother's cervix. This semen, carrying my fiery body temperature and my frenzied, childlike passion, poured down on my mother's empty womb like a torrential downpour.

My semen and my mother's vaginal fluids met, surged, and mingled in her cervix, then slowly flowed into the depths of her uterus.

At this moment, my mother's labia were tightly gripping my penis, her cervix was sucking on my glans, and her uterus was swallowing, absorbing, and digesting my semen...

Ah, it felt so good!

After absorbing so much of my semen, my mother's uterus seemed to gain even greater pleasure. I could clearly feel: my mother's vagina spasming, her buttocks arching, her waist twisting, her shoulders trembling, her hands shaking, her gums chattering… her entire body was gripped by an intense tremor of pleasure.

The sky spun, the earth spun, the tent ceiling spun, everything ceased to exist, my mind went blank. I was completely immersed in extreme pleasure, forgetting time, forgetting place, forgetting that beneath me was my mother who gave me life and raised me, forgetting everything in the world. I let the savage lust within me, like a trapped beast, vent freely within my mother's body, vent freely…

until I trembled and ejaculated my last drop, letting the hot, steaming semen of my son once again overflow into my mother's womb, the womb that nurtured our offspring…

a battle of spirit and flesh, humanity's most primal and taboo war, finally slowly came to a stop.

After the frenzy, we embraced each other, my mother's lower body still connected to mine.

My mother pushed me down on the bed and began kissing my entire body. When she kissed between my legs, she took my penis into her mouth and began giving me oral sex. I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated again.

My mother didn't find it disgusting; instead, with a charming smile, she swallowed all of her son's semen, mouthful by mouthful. 5.

The day after I married my mother, my father's company sent him on a six-month business trip to collect long-overdue payments from out of the province. The company promised him that if he did well in collecting the payments, he might be promoted to manager of a new branch. My father, eager for a promotion, happily went on the trip alone, leaving my mother and me at home. My mother and I both felt that this might be a golden opportunity for us.

That day, my mother and I went to a jewelry store to order a silver necklace for our wedding. No one knew that I was going to marry my dear mother. I also bought a wedding dress for my mother, and of course, I bought one for myself.

A week later, my mother chose an auspicious day, and in the dead of night, when no one knew, my mother and I secretly went to the town's temple. My mother looked stunning in her bright red wedding dress with gold trim; I wore my new clothes too.

My bride shyly lowered her head before me, and I took the necklace my father had given her from her snow-white neck. Then, I put the necklace I had made for my mother on her head. This signified that from this moment on, my mother was my wife.

After the ceremony, we prayed for our happiness before that strange wooden tiger. After the festive feast, I embraced my mother and led her to the inner room of the temple—our bridal chamber.

The inner room had been simply tidied up by my mother and me; a brand-new quilt was laid on the bed, and a red paper-cut was pasted on the window, filling the room with a festive atmosphere. My mother and I sat on the edge of the bed, our hearts pounding with excitement.

"Tie Niu, tonight is our special first night. Tonight, I am not only your mother, but also your wife."

"Mom, now that you are my wife, can I call you 'wife' from now on?"

My mother's face flushed slightly, and she nodded shyly.

Then, I said to my mother, "Wife, tonight is our first night together. I want you to give me a healthy baby."

My mother buried her head in my chest and said, "Tie Niu, in our customs, a woman's primary responsibility as a good wife is to bear a child for her husband. I'm happy to have children for you, and besides, your wife is ovulating tonight!"

Seeing my mother blushing like a newlywed bride, I could no longer suppress my strong urge. I pulled my mother into my arms and pushed her down onto the soft bed.

With a passionate kiss, I tore off my mother's clothes, and she cooperated by taking off her own. At this moment, my mother was also looking forward to making love with me!

After I took off my mother's clothes, I quickly took off my own! I hugged my mother tightly, letting her alluring body press against my almost bursting body!

We embraced tightly, skin to skin, and I could no longer resist the intense desire, sucking each other's tongues and greedily licking each other's lips!

My tongue began to kiss my mother's pink neck all the way to her ears and mouth. My tongue finally approached my mother's breast, licking around the outside of her breasts.

Her full breasts were overflowing with milk, almost bursting the skin, revealing the delicate veins.

My mother became even more sensitive. I hadn't expected that my sucking and licking would instantly send her into a state of electric-like pleasure, her lower body trembling slightly, and she moaning softly. "Ah... Tie Niu..."

I sucked harder again, and my mother's pleasure intensified, her body trembling even more. She arched her back, her entire upper body trembling slightly. After finishing her right breast, I switched to her left and did it again, lightly flicking her tender nipple with the tip of my tongue. "Oh... oh... ah... so good... oh..."

My hands kneaded her breasts, first circling them, then licking her tender nipples, sending her into a state of extreme pleasure, her erogenous zones in a state of heightened arousal.

Seeing that the time was right, I licked downwards with my tongue, quickly gliding over my mother's slightly protruding belly, until I reached her mons pubis! My mother reflexively squeezed her thighs together, but I didn't force them apart. Instead, I moved closer to her fine pubic hair, carefully inhaling the fragrant scent of her private parts.

Before, due to time constraints, I had only focused on thrusting in and hadn't properly examined my mother's vulva. This time, I wanted to play with her carefully. I slowly parted the base of my mother's thighs, and her vulva was revealed before my eyes.

Long, curly pubic hair covered the entire vulva, and the protruding mons pubis triangle appeared exceptionally smooth and full,

like a freshly steamed bun; while the vulva resembled a slit of flesh on a hot bun; the dark red labia

were already swollen and engorged with blood, slightly parted, and the slightly pink clitoris was tightly closed. But perhaps due to the long and continuous caresses, the labia minora were swollen and engorged with blood, and the vaginal opening was exceptionally smooth, moistened by vaginal fluid.

"Mom, was I born from here?" I looked at the narrow crevice, almost unable to imagine how I could have been born from there. I involuntarily pressed my lips to her half-open labia.

"Oh..." My mother's lower body trembled sensitively, letting out a soft moan.

I stuck out my tongue and licked upwards from below her labia. After only two or three licks, my mother's body trembled slightly, continuously releasing vaginal fluid; she was so sensitive. I buried my face between my mother's snow-white thighs, licking upwards along the clitoris.

"Ah...so itchy...oh..." My mother's waist lifted, moving in sync with my tongue's movements, then repeated the motion.

My tongue pressed against the narrow crevice, sliding up and down. My

mother was already trembling uncontrollably; she slightly straightened her thighs and swayed her waist, her vagina already glistening with vaginal fluid.

I pressed my lips against hers, sucking the fluid with audible sounds, while simultaneously inserting my tongue deep into her vagina.

My mother's juices surged again, engulfing my tongue. I stretched out my tongue and licked even harder! I wanted not only to satisfy myself, but also to give my mother the greatest pleasure in my hands! I boldly spread my mother's beautiful, long, snow-white thighs wider, starting from the innermost part of her symmetrical labia, sucking on each one with my tongue.

"Oh, oh... um... you're licking... it feels so good... oh..." my mother couldn't help but cry out.

As my tongue licked back and forth, hot juices continued to gush from my mother's body! I sucked on the juices and used my tongue to separate her labia, revealing the pink tip, glistening with the juices—my mother's clitoris!

With a reverent heart, I sucked on that pink little bean with my tongue. At this moment, my mother suddenly had a small spasm, and I stimulated her clitoris even more forcefully.

"Oh! Tie Niu... I can't take it anymore..." With a moan from my mother, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her labia. Not only were her labia trembling, but her thighs, spread apart from her waist down, also shuddered and lifted slightly in response to the stimulation. She gripped my hair tightly with both hands.

"Oh... I... can't take it anymore... Oh... hurry... it's so itchy..."

I ignored my mother's pleas and inserted my middle finger. At that moment, a strong contraction came from the deepest part of my mother's vagina, and her waist rose up as my finger slid in.

"Tie Niu! Stop teasing Mom... hurry, hurry... I want your penis..." My mother's lustful voice and expression excited me immensely.

I couldn't bear to tease my mother any longer. I knelt on the bed, grabbed my hard and erect penis, and rubbed it against my mother's already wet clitoris!

Mom suppressed the urge to scream, closing her eyes… I thrust forward with all my might, my burning penis already deeply penetrating her wet, lustful vagina.

Ah! Mom's vagina was so tight! It seemed even narrower than before, like a strong little hand gripping my penis tightly.

"Ah…ah…so good…oh…" I couldn't help but cry out, thrusting in and out several times.

In an instant, Mom's body straightened, her legs trembling wildly. A tear of pain welled up in the corner of Mom's eye. However, Mom was, after all, a mature woman; the pain was only for the moment of penetration. As the glans pierced through the already moist vaginal mucosa and entered her flesh, a sweet pleasure immediately flowed through her body, and the lustful desire hidden within her exploded.

"Ah…Tie Niu, you're fucking me so good…oh…" Mom moaned lustfully.

At first, I didn't dare to move too much or too fast. But even though my thrusting speed was slow, just one back and forth, the squeezing of my penis against the flesh of her vagina, made Mom uncontrollably moan. I wanted to let my mother enjoy the pleasure my large penis brought her. Once she was comfortable, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, intensifying the pleasurable pressure as my penis relentlessly penetrated her. My mother's wanton body had reached a point of no return; she moaned ecstatically.

"Ah...faster...so good...it feels so good..."

Seeing that my mother was already in the throes of pleasure, I let go of my inhibitions and began to thrust deeply.

As the speed of my thrusts increased, my mother let out cries of pleasure that sounded like weeping. With my enormous penis constantly penetrating her, the pleasure in her lower body rapidly expanded, and with her sweaty breasts being constantly rubbed by me, my mother's body stiffened and arched forward. I could feel the continuous spasms of her impending orgasm from my penis.

"Oh...Tie Niu, your penis is so thick...so long...it's going to penetrate me, it feels so good...um...I can't take it anymore!"

My mother felt unprecedented pleasure; her long hair disheveled, covering her face, she swayed her hips wildly in rhythm with my thrusts, desperately working and shaking. She was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, her uterus contracting strongly in waves, a wave of ecstasy washing over her body, a gush of hot, sticky fluid pouring over my glans. "Oh...it feels so good...it feels so good..."

I pulled my mother's body to the edge of the bed, leaving her lower body suspended in the air. I stood between her parted legs, her entire body presented before me. Her two full breasts were almost bursting, and a deep crease ran along her white, plump belly, making her lower abdomen appear even more rounded and swollen.

I leaned down and said to my mother, "Mom, shall we do a wheelchair ride up the mountain?"

Before she could speak, I lifted her buttocks with both hands, spreading her legs and placing them on my shoulders.

I looked down at the point where my mother's genitals met; my thick, powerful penis contrasted sharply with her pitiful labia. I couldn't imagine how my mother could withstand my brutal thrusting. Could she even take it?

A feeling of tenderness and pity welled up within me.

Just as I was lost in my fantasies, my mother couldn't help but arch her back, her labia like a small, opening mouth, sucking at my large glans. Instantly, a violent thought arose within me.

I gripped my penis, pressing it tightly against the entrance of my mother's vagina, and thrust forward violently. My large penis plunged deep into her vagina, the glans grinding against the inward curve of her vagina. Like a mountain man pushing a wheelbarrow uphill, I spread my mother's legs and began to thrust rapidly and wildly, each thrust causing the glans to violently slam against her sensitive uterus, making the stimulation more prolonged and intense. A new wave of pleasure rose within my mother, and under the intense impact of the pleasure, she couldn't help but moan loudly.

"Ah...so good...oh...faster..."

The powerful thrusting and the rough impact of the glans were almost unbearable for her. The burning and pain of my penis entering and exiting gave her a pleasure like melting snow, and with each thrust, the pleasure became more intense and profound.

My mother was drenched in sweat, her hands gripping my arms, her two full breasts swinging like two round balls of flesh. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her, her limbs trembling as if paralyzed. She was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of orgasm, her body limp as if falling apart with a groan.

I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, making her vulva more prominent, allowing for deeper and more forceful penetration. My penis thrust diagonally downwards, the glans pressing against the G-spot at the fornix of her vaginal wall.

The glans penetrated deep into her cervix, almost reaching her internal organs; each thrust created a fleshy bulge on her belly, each withdrawal causing it to sink in. Her belly rose and fell with each thrust. My mother felt an electric shock throughout her body, her eyes gleaming with lust.

I kneaded her already hardened nipples and milk-filled breasts with my hands. Mom seemed to lose consciousness, her mouth slightly open, her jaw trembling, her teeth chattering, and she kept emitting wanton moans.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore... Oh... It feels so good..." Mom's whole body stiffened and arched, and I could keenly sense that these were the signs of her impending orgasm. Her flushed face tilted back, and her hands gripped the sheets haphazardly. "Oh... It's killing me..."

I felt I could exert a lot of force in this position. I arched my back and pulled my hips in, widening the range of my thrusts.

Only Mom's back was against the bed, her lower body completely suspended in the air. I held Mom tightly, letting her twist and sway with my movements, rising and falling with my body.

With each thrust, Mom felt as if she had been struck by electricity, her body trembling. With each thrust of my penis, Mom involuntarily raised her buttocks to meet it.

Under the burning stimulation of her senses, Mom's labia opened and closed rapidly, greedily sucking on my thick penis.

I increased the speed and force of my thrusts. As my penis exerted force, the cervix inside my mother's body gripped the head of my penis like a straw. I felt her limbs being pierced by intense spasms, her whole body melting into the indescribable tremors of an ultimate orgasm.

"Oh...it feels so good...oh...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Under my unbridled stimulation, my mother had already reached a state of ecstasy. Her moans had turned into cries, and the folds of her vagina spasmed in waves, gripping my penis even tighter in response to my faster thrusts.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh...it feels so good...don't stop, go harder..."

With my mother's scream, I felt my blood suddenly rush through my body, my scrotum began to contract rapidly, and my penis exploded and expanded to its limit...

I could no longer control myself. With a "whoosh," a stream of hot semen shot out from the head of my swollen penis and sprayed deep into my mother's cervix.

My mother's body shuddered violently, her vagina tightened sharply—"Plop—" a gush of sticky, hot liquid gushed from her vaginal opening… This time it happened almost simultaneously with my ejaculation…

We reached orgasm at the same time! With each spurt of semen I ejaculated, my mother gushed out a stream of vaginal fluid! My mother and I both displayed our primal instincts, our intercourse reaching an unprecedented, frenzied climax!

"Mom…it's so itchy…"

"Hold me tight, don't stop…ah…harder…ah…"

"Mom…Mom…squeeze tight…ah—" I gasped, calling out to my mother, "So good…so good…"

"Oh…oh…" My mother clenched her teeth, gasping for breath, "I want…oh…oh…oh…"

All my weight and strength were concentrated in my penis, deeply rooted in my mother's vagina, letting my abundant semen be released to its fullest extent. Wave after wave, carrying my fiery body heat and my love, shot unreservedly into the depths of my mother's vagina...

My mother convulsed as if having a spasm, her vulva gushing out streams of vaginal fluid, her whole body trembling in the throes of orgasm. The ultimate orgasm lasted for more than ten minutes before my mother's convulsing body slowly calmed down. Our bellies were soaked with our sticky sweat and vaginal fluid.

After ejaculating, I didn't pull my penis out; I lay on top of my mother, feeling the afterglow of her orgasm. After a while, I turned my mother over, holding her, and flipped her onto me. I stroked my mother's body, still basking in the afterglow of her orgasm, and pressed my lips to her cherry lips.

At this moment, still deep in pleasure, my mother, her eyes slightly open and glazed, lay limply on top of me, seemingly exhausted. Her body still felt the lingering heat of her intense orgasm, and she was still trembling slightly.

I held her, gently stroking her smooth back, and pressed my lips to her ear. "Was it comfortable?" I asked knowingly, with a smug look on my face.

"Mmm!" I felt incredibly proud after receiving my mother's affirmation! I held her even tighter, kissing her lips again and again!

That night, my mother and I made love repeatedly. Perhaps the wooden tiger really worked wonders; I ejaculated five times inside my mother's womb, hoping she would conceive my child soon. Finally, I put on my clothes, held my naked mother in my arms, and took her to a nearby stream to wash.

When we reached the riverbank, I found a secluded spot, laid my mother down on the ground, and spread out her bright red phoenix-patterned dress.

The moonlight was beautiful that night. My mother's skin was very white, and under the moonlight, it even had a soft, pearly sheen, clearly visible. Although my mother and I had been intimate many times, this was the first time I had truly appreciated the beauty of my mother… this woman who had become my wife.

My mother shyly closed her eyes, letting me help her up. My mother's breasts weren't large or perky, but rather elegantly curved on her chest. I felt very lucky to have such a woman as my mother.

I lifted her into the water and let her stand in it, scooping water to wash her lower body. Afterward, I let my mother wash herself there while I swam around her for a while. Gradually, looking at my mother's graceful figure, I became excited again, and quietly swam under the water to behind my mother.

The water was just enough to reach the middle of my mother's thighs. I grabbed her slender waist, and my mother gasped, then realized it was me and quieted down, letting me caress her two snow-white buttocks.

After playing for a while, I cupped her round mounds with both hands and pulled them apart. Mom grabbed my hand, trying to stop me, but I grabbed both of her hands and placed them on her shapely buttocks, kneading them with all four hands.

After a while, I released her hands, letting her spread her buttocks herself to admire her back door. Her back door was tightly closed, like a chrysanthemum bud. I reached out to touch it, and Mom tensed up. I poked it a few times, but her little chrysanthemum remained tightly closed.

I stood up and had Mom straddle my waist, walking into deeper water until the water submerged her pink buttocks. I held Mom's forearms, making her lean back, and my penis slid in, and I began to thrust. Because of the buoyancy of the water, I used this position to bring Mom to orgasm. By the time we got home, it was already four in the morning.

For the next six months, we were together every night. Every time, Mom was the one who initiated it; she was currently at the peak of her sexual desire and always had a strong urge. Every time I took off her panties, her genitals were already soaking wet.

My mother told me that just thinking about me made her very wet; no one had ever excited her like that.

Sometimes, we were like madmen, and whenever we had the chance to be together, we would immediately have sex. The inner room, the west wing, and the kitchen of our house all became places where my mother and I had sex, and my parents' bed was our main battlefield.

Whenever I thought about how my father and mother had made us siblings together on this bed, I felt extremely excited, and my libido became particularly strong. I often had to have sex two or three times a night to feel satisfied. For

a while, my mother was not used to my strong libido and always advised me not to do it too much, saying that it would harm her health, but later she gradually got used to it. In the past month, my mother was like a different person. She was much more energetic, her skin was fair and delicate, and her face had a rosy glow, making her look like she had become ten years younger. Seeing the changes in my mother, I felt happy from the bottom of my heart, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously, making my desire for sex even stronger.

One time, my uncles who were visiting were still at home. I saw my mother go into the bathroom and quietly followed her. My mother hadn't locked the door. When I opened it, she was urinating when she saw me. I ignored her protests, picked her up, and without even wiping her with toilet paper, pressed her against the edge of the bathtub, her snow-white, round buttocks raised high, and fucked her from behind.

"Tie Niu, Uncle will hear us," my mother whispered, but I ignored her and kept going until we both reached orgasm.

When I left, I pulled up my mother's underwear to prevent her from wiping. Although our affair wasn't discovered, for the rest of the day, just seeing my mother constantly pressing her lower abdomen and frowning in embarrassment aroused me, knowing that my semen was flowing from my mother's vagina and into her underwear.

6. Keeping it from Dad

Dad wouldn't be back until the end of the year. To avoid Dad noticing anything, my mother and I stopped for a few days. My mother still lived with Dad in the inner room, and I still lived in the west wing. In

the first few days after Dad came back, my desire for my mother wasn't that strong, but by the fifth day, I found it hard to control my sexual desire. Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. I longed to burst into the inner room, pull my mother inside

, and vent my frustrations. I threw on a coat and went to the window in the inner room. Through the windowpane, I heard my parents' soft snoring. Suddenly, I remembered a plan to deliberately make a noise to lure my mother out. I quickly grabbed a basin, pushed it to the ground, and with a loud "bang," it echoed in the quiet night. Sure enough, the noise startled my parents in the inner room. The light in the window came on, and then my mother, wearing a cotton coat, opened the door and came out.

When she reached my door, I softly called "Mom," then pulled her inside and began kissing her passionately without a word.

My mother seemed bewildered by my sudden action. After she calmed down, she gently pushed me away and whispered, "Are you out of your mind? Your father is still awake!"

"I don't care, Mom, I've missed you so much these past few days..." I said, and then hugged my mother back. At that moment, I truly felt a sense of "I'd rather die under your skirt than be a ghost in your romantic life."

"Tie Niu, don't be like this, listen to me." Mom gasped as she broke free from my embrace, smoothing her hair and softly saying, "I know what you're thinking, but your father is in the other room, he can hear everything, what if..."

"Mom, think about the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, why only think about the 'what if'?" I hugged her again, "Don't be afraid..."

"No! Tie Niu, since Mom promised you, how could Mom not agree?" Mom looked at me and said, "We still need to be careful, you need to think of a foolproof plan."

Mom's words reminded me, yes, I can't let Mom live in constant fear, I need a long-term plan.

After Mom left, I racked my brains for a solution, thinking of one after another, but none of them worked. Dad had become a stumbling block between Mom and me, but I couldn't let Dad die. In a daze, I suddenly remembered, "What if I gave Dad some sleeping pills every night? Yes, that's a good idea!"

The next day I went to several clinics and bought two bottles of sleeping pills and gave them to Mom. Mom asked hesitantly, "Will this work?"

"No problem, don't give Dad too many at once, two pills are enough." Actually, the doctor said one pill, but I was worried the dosage wouldn't be enough, so I asked Mom to give him two. Mom clutched the pills tightly in her hand; I could tell she was very nervous. To reassure her, I comforted her, saying, "Mom, don't worry, this medicine is for insomnia, it'll be good for Dad, he'll sleep better."

That night, I made the bed early, waiting for Mom to come, but she didn't come. Had Mom not given Dad the medicine?

I waited anxiously until midnight, but I couldn't wait any longer. I pushed the door to the inner room; it was bolted from the inside. I listened at the window, only hearing Dad's snoring, but no sound from Mom. I wanted to call Mom, but I was worried about waking Dad; I wanted to go into the inner room, but the door was bolted again. A strong urge made me unable to wait any longer; I had no choice but to pry it open—this was the last resort I had thought of these past few days.

To prevent the door hinges from rattling, I spread a bowl of soybean oil on them, then inserted a small knife into the crack and used the tip to pry open the latch—once, twice, three times… The latch opened, and with a gentle push, the door opened silently. Suppressing my nervous excitement, I squeezed into the room. Familiar with the room's layout, I went straight to my parents' room.

By the starlight streaming through the window, I saw my mother sleeping inside my father's bed. He was lying on his back, snoring loudly, one arm draped over my mother's waist. It seemed he had taken sleeping pills, as he was completely unaware of my presence.

I tentatively removed his arm from my mother's body, but he didn't react. My heart pounded, and I gently nudged my mother.

She seemed to sense my arrival, grabbing my hand. I pulled her up slightly and then wrapped my clothes around her.

Mom gestured for me to be quiet. I pointed to Dad, who was fast asleep, as if he were in a deep sleep. I pulled Mom into my arms through Dad and quietly returned to the west wing.

"How dare you! You actually dared to sneak Mom out of Dad's bed!" Mom said shyly, pressing her face against my chest.

"I couldn't wait any longer, Mom." I kissed Mom's fair neck and caressed her breasts.

"Mom, why didn't you come sooner?"

"I was afraid he'd wake up. What if he wasn't asleep?" Mom's body was still trembling with anxiety.

"How many pills did you give him?" I became worried too, wondering if Mom had given Dad the right dosage.

"Three pills!" Mom was still worried about the dosage. "I was afraid two pills wouldn't be enough, so I added one more."

"That's enough. Enough for him to sleep until noon tomorrow." I hugged Mom's cool body tightly and wrapped the blanket around her...

That night, absence truly felt like reunion. It was under those circumstances that I stole Mom from Dad's bed, and I felt incredibly excited, making the act particularly thrilling.

I gently pressed Mom down beneath me and lowered my head to suckle her cherry-like nipples.

For a man, no matter his age, breasts are always filled with fond memories and sweet recollections. At that moment, I suckled at Mom's breasts with that same feeling, licking her nipples with my tongue and gently biting them with my teeth until my tongue had licked every inch of her breast. My other hand kneaded Mom's firm, white breasts like dough, my fingers kneading and pinching her nipples, playing with them wantonly.

I sucked hard on my mother's nipple, my tongue swirling up and down, left and right.

My sucking and caresses caused her body to involuntarily twist and turn, and her vaginal muscles and uterus began to secrete moist fluids.

As if afraid I would run away, my mother held my head tightly, pressing it against her breasts, burying my face in her cleavage.

This fueled my desire even more, and I sucked on her nipple even more vigorously, kneading her breasts with even more force.

This teasing pressing and sucking made my mother feel an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body. Her breasts felt numb and itchy, a tingling sensation that penetrated to her very bones. She enjoyed this unprecedented feeling, clenching her teeth in ecstasy, her breath coming in rapid gasps, letting me play with her beautiful body.

Seeing my mother's shy appearance, my desire ignited like a wildfire. I eagerly ran my hand down my mother's chest, across her upper abdomen, ribs, and navel, until I reached her lower abdomen.

Her lower abdomen wasn't flat, but it was very smooth, slightly bulging, with many orange-peel-like wrinkles on her skin—wrinkles from when she was pregnant with us. The soft subcutaneous fat filled my palm, and my hand felt as if it were being sucked.

Moving past her smooth lower abdomen, I reached below her vulva, my fingers gently stroking it. My fingers parted her pubic hair and slipped inside her plump labia.

"Mom… ah, Mom…"

"Ah… um… Tie Niu?… Oh…" My mother's body trembled, and she hugged me even tighter.

Hearing her wanton sounds and watching her passionate actions, my large penis, like an angry horse, stood erect, veins bulging, throbbing and swelling to its limit, the red glans like a small fist. I knelt between my mother's legs, grasping my hard, erect penis and rubbing it against her already wet clitoris.

My mother suppressed the urge to scream, closed her eyes, pressed her full breasts tightly against my chest, raised her legs high to the sides, and actively reached down to part her pubic hair, parting her already swollen and engorged labia, opening her pink and translucent vaginal opening, eagerly awaiting my penetration.

My mother's actions and the wanton expression on her face made me unbearably aroused; hearing her moans was truly unbearable. I pounced on her, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep, pressing down on her full body, rubbing my large penis against her labia, and kissing her bright red lips.

"Oh... Tie Niu... Mom can't take it anymore... quick..." My mother's voice was choked with sobs, her body trembling uncomfortably.

My large glans, after a few strokes against her labia, was already completely wet. I gripped my penis, the head pressing against her clitoris, and thrust my hips down forcefully! With a "whoosh," the massive glans pushed aside her soft labia, slid over her trembling clitoris, and opened her vaginal opening—as I twisted my waist and thrust my hips, in an instant, my burning penis was deeply inside my mother's wet vagina.

"Ah!..." My mother cried out loudly, surprising even me. At the same time, her face flushed, her labia were already engorged and hard, and warm, sticky, wet fluid kept flowing from the deep crevice. The sudden penetration of my penis rekindled my mother's strong sexual desire, and her labia suddenly tightened, sucking on my penis tightly.

"Mom, just scream if you want to... Dad can't hear you," I whispered to her, trying to ease her shyness. My penis probed her clitoris even deeper, encouraging her to be as unrestrained as possible.

"Mom, I'll make you feel even better..." My penis thrust in and out of her slippery vulva, rotating incessantly, teasing the tender flesh of her vaginal walls, causing them to contract and spasm.

"Ah...oh...good...um...um..." Mom indeed began to moan, her brows furrowed, her eyes slightly closed, her lips trembling.

With each thrust, the foreskin of my penis rolled back to the base, sticking to Mom's labia. My pubic hair also clung to Mom's pubic hair. Mom's labia, due to the intense arousal and vigorous friction, became even more engorged and swollen, and a thick, sticky fluid gushed out.

"Oh...oh...Tie Niu...I...it's itchy...it's so itchy...ah...it's so sore..."

My mother became even more excited by the powerful thrusts of my glans. She cried out that she couldn't take it anymore, while her hips arched and thrust upwards with all her might, yearning for my glans to penetrate deeper and stimulate her more. The blissful, ecstatic sensation, the waves of passion and pleasure, made her tremble all over. My penis gave her waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming her reason; her uterus was overflowing with even more vaginal fluid.

At this moment, my mother was intoxicated by the intense pleasure and passion, accepting any movement or trick I made without hesitation. Because, in this wave of wonderful excitement, she was almost going crazy.

"Oh...no...I can't take it...oh...it's so itchy...oh..."

My penis kept swirling in her vagina, the glans repeatedly striking my mother's clitoris, the most sensitive area of a woman's body. This made my mother's whole body feel like it was being electrocuted—tingling, numb, sore, and itchy. She closed her eyes, twisting her body to enjoy that wonderful sensation.

Seeing my mother's wanton appearance, my lust grew even stronger. I wrapped one arm around my mother's shoulder and the other gripped the headboard, using its weight to apply pressure to her body. My mother reflexively squeezed her thighs together, her lower body trembling slightly, her waist rising in rhythm with my movements.

"Ah...oh...Tie Niu..." my mother groaned again. She slightly straightened her thighs, her swaying waist trembling uncontrollably. My mother's vagina was already overflowing with fluids, making my penis even harder and slipperier, reaching deep inside with each thrust.

"Ah...all the way in...oh..." My mother's fluids surged again, overflowing from my penis, soaking my testicles, wetting my mother's buttocks and the sheets beneath her. With each thrust, more and hotter fluids gushed from my mother's body.

I thrust harder into my mother's vagina, teasing her clitoris, in and out, in and out again, repeatedly, faster and deeper, harder and harder, more and more powerful.

"Oh!...Tie Niu...Mom can't take it anymore...Oh..." With my mother's moan, another gush of hot, lustful fluid gushed from deep within her vagina. This time, not only were her labia trembling, but even her thighs, spread apart from her waist down, were shaking; her whole body was shivering.

My mother's lower body spasmed again, involuntarily arching upwards to welcome my thrusts. My penis continuously stimulated her most sensitive erogenous zones; my lower abdomen was already covered in my mother's lustful fluids, and my mother had completely fallen into the abyss of greed.

Every time my penis thrust downwards, my mother eagerly met it; every time I pulled upwards, my mother tightened her legs, hoping to suck my penis in. My mother gripped my hair even tighter with both hands, her legs bracing against the bed, her disheveled hair swaying wildly, her body twisting and contorting like a dying snake.

"Oh... I... can't take it anymore... Tie Niu... it's so itchy..."

I was completely immersed in my mother's physical pleasure, ignoring her pleas and not wanting to stop for a moment. My penis grew harder and thicker, the thrusting faster and harder, the force increasing. With each frenzied climax, I could no longer control my wild, unbridled lust, until my last drop of semen shot deep into my mother's cervix...

That night, my penis was almost never outside my mother's body, even while I slept, it was inside her vagina, I couldn't tell when I was doing it or when I was resting.

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, the bright light blinding me, my mind blank. My mother was already gone, the bedsheets in disarray. A night of frenzied sexual release left my penis shriveled several times, limp and powerless like a silkworm pupa that had spun its silk, hanging down, sticky and covered in vaginal fluid. Even my thick pubic hair was matted with it. Several paste-like stains remained on the sheets, some congealed, some still damp—a mixture of my semen and my mother's vaginal fluid. I carefully collected them, treasuring them in my dictionary. Only then did I make the bed and get up to eat.

My mother had already prepared the meal. Seeing me get up, she smiled shyly and turned to bring me water to wash my face.

I patted my mother's bottom, and we exchanged a knowing smile; I could see the joy in her eyes.

"Where is he?" I pointed to the main room, wondering if my father was awake.

"Still sleeping," my mother said, smiling slightly. "That medicine really works."

"Yes, we don't have to worry about anything going wrong anymore." After washing my face, I sprinkled water in the yard and then swept it again. The yard was even neater and tidier, resembling a harmonious family life.

From then on, every night when my mother was giving my father his medicine, she would add a few sleeping pills. My father would fall asleep without realizing it, and my mother and I lived a carefree and sweet life. My mother's body became fuller day by day, her complexion was exceptionally good, her skin was more delicate and smooth, and she gained weight, showing the plumpness often seen in mature women.

In the days that followed, my mother and I were very careful, taking advantage of every safe opportunity to fully enjoy the pleasure of incestuous sex. Sometimes, we would simply spend two days away from home, in some cave or dense forest, engaging in sexual acts like wild animals.

My father never suspected our frequent outings, only thinking that I was a filial son. In fact, I think he must have been very happy that his wife and son were not around, and he could get drunk without worry.

7. The morning before school started, my mother

suddenly started vomiting. I thought she was sick and panicked. Just as I was about to call a doctor, she stopped me. It turned out she was over a month pregnant.

I was shocked! For the past six months, my mother and I had been having sex every night, and my father had been drugged by us every night, so he hadn't had a chance to conceive. Obviously, the child in her belly was mine!

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I kept complaining to her. "What should we do? What should we do? This time we're going to be exposed."

"Didn't you want a son for a long time? Why are you scared now?" My mother seemed very calm.

"Mom, I'm not scared, I'm worried about you. If others find out... sigh!" I really didn't know how to comfort her.

My mother hugged my head and stroked my short hair. "Tie Niu, do you want this child?"

I buried my head in my mother's arms and nodded vigorously a few times, gently stroking her slightly protruding belly, which was unusually smooth and soft.

"As long as you want it, nothing else matters." Mom cupped my face, looked into my eyes, and said, "You really want it?"

"Yes!" I nodded firmly. This is my bloodline, my seed, and the crystallization of my love with Mom. How could I not want it?

Mom said confidently, "Alright, Tie Niu. Over the years, your father has suffered from chronic alcoholism due to his fondness for alcohol, and has long been suffering from short-term amnesia. In the past six months, he can no longer remember whether he has made love with Mom."

A month later, Mom told Dad that she was pregnant again.

Dad had always hoped that Mom could have another child; moreover, Dad had been the only son in three generations, and the policy allowed him to have another child. Therefore, Mom's pregnancy made Dad extremely proud of the miracle of breaking the one-son rule.

One evening, Mom came into my room with a smile on her face, carrying her bedding. She said, "I told your dad that he smokes and drinks every night. I can't stand the smell, and for the sake of healthy offspring, I'm going to sleep in your room. Your dad agreed, so from now on, I'm yours every night."

"That's wonderful! Mom, from now on we can be like a real couple." I grabbed her and showered her with countless kisses.

Things proceeded exactly as my mother had planned. Her belly grew bigger day by day.

Watching her move around with my child inside her, her face radiating the happiness unique to pregnant women, I felt incredibly proud and secretly delighted. "Mom is carrying my child!" I felt extremely proud. My

mother, even more voluptuous and alluring with pregnancy, was irresistible to me. Of course, during this period, we made love less often, but our joy only increased.

June 20th was a day I will never forget.

That night, my mother and I were entwined. Worried that my robust body would press on the fetus, we did it with her on top, but my thick penis still occasionally bumped against the fetus. Of course, during this time, our lovemaking was mostly symbolic, not as wild and rough as before. I was worried that my mother's body couldn't handle it, and I was also worried about harming the baby in her womb. Even so, my mother still seemed very weak, and she would fall asleep quickly afterward.

I held my mother in my arms, gazing at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but kiss her.

After a long while, Mom's lips trembled slightly, seemingly still immersed in a weary dream. One arm dangled over the edge of the bed, the other curled up against her abdomen. As the fetus grew, Mom's breasts were no longer so sagging, but had begun to swell and become full, like two bloated water bags. The nipples became increasingly erect, and the areolas gradually darkened.

My hand quietly reached up and grasped one of Mom's breasts, slowly kneading it. This breast, which had once nourished me, was so soft and full, and now it would nourish my offspring again. I pinched the nipple, which had become erect from the stimulation, with my fingers, and pressed my entire palm against the full breast, rotating and stroking it, wondering what Mom would call us after giving birth to the child.

Stimulated by this, Mom's lost libido was reawakened. Mom couldn't help but close her eyes, purse her lips, and raise her chin higher, wrapping her arms around my neck and passionately responding to my kisses, constantly sucking on my tongue that I had put into her mouth. At that moment, we forgot our identities; we were driven only by pure male and female instinct. We only wanted to possess each other and have each other's love.

Ethics, morality, mother-son relationships, and incest taboos were long forgotten. We rolled and kissed on the bed until I finally climbed on top of my mother again. Our lips were glued together, our tongues still intertwined. When my lips left hers, her tongue involuntarily reached out to chase mine. I sucked on her tongue, then followed suit, our tongues entwining in the air.

While we kissed passionately, my hands never stopped pinching her nipples with my fingers, kneading her soft, elastic breasts. She closed her eyes, accepting this rare tenderness. Now, the warmth of my hands carried a gentle sensation, spreading from her breasts throughout her body, filling her with a subtle sweetness. Her body trembled slightly, and her legs involuntarily crossed.

Seeing my mother's keen reaction, I asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong?"

My mother glanced shyly at the bedpan under the bed (we usually keep the bedpan in the bedroom), and I knew she needed to pee. "Mom, do you need to pee?" My mother nodded shyly and was about to get up from the bed when I quickly stood up and stopped her, saying, "Mom, let me help you pee, okay?"

My mother brushed my hands away, saying, "That's too embarrassing, let me do it myself."

"No, Mom, didn't you say you'd listen to me?" I wanted to see how my mother peed, so I stubbornly insisted on hugging her. My mother had no choice but to comply, nestled obediently in my arms like a little aunt. My mother's back pressed against my chest, and I spread my arms, supporting her thighs and placing her bottom on the bedpan. I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, go pee."

After waiting a long time, she still couldn't pee. Anxious, she said, "No, Tie Niu, I can't pee like this."

"Don't worry, Mom, it'll be over soon," I insisted, wanting to watch her urinate, patiently waiting.

My mother rested her head on my shoulder, her face nestled against my neck, her warm breath brushing against my chin.

I looked down at her chest; her nipples had become erect again from the stimulation. The dull areolas gradually turned rosy, spreading outwards from the nipples, making them stand out and tempting me to bite them. Her snow-white belly appeared exceptionally full, her rounded abdomen resembling an inverted pot; the dark pubic hair at her mons pubis haphazardly covered her vulva.

I imagined how beautiful it would be for my mother to urinate from there. Perhaps she was suddenly stimulated, because "whoosh—" a stream of clear urine shot out... My mother urinated, like a torrent, tracing an arc as it splashed into the potty, creating a layer of waves.

I stared intently at my mother's vulva, but because I was looking down, I could only see the urine hitting the scattered pubic hair, "whoosh whoosh" as it poured into the potty, splashing up little waves.

Instantly, my blood boiled, and my penis throbbed and hardened again, trembling as it emerged from my mother's buttocks, the large glans right below her vulva. My mother's hot urine poured over my glans, making my penis even harder, larger, and purplish-red and shiny. I could no longer control the surge of desire. As soon as my mother finished urinating, I turned her around, lifted her legs, put my hands between her legs, and picked her up!

"Oh... Tie Niu, what are you doing?" Mom looked at me, her voice hoarse.

"I'm carrying you to bed!" I picked Mom up and stood up, her legs wrapped around my waist. My penis thrust upwards into Mom's vagina, and with each step, my penis throbbed. "Mom, do you know what this move is called?"

"Oh... I don't know." Mom's eyes were glazed, her arms wrapped around my neck, her face pressed against my shoulder.

"It's called 'Monkey Climbing a Tree'!" With each step, although the throbbing wasn't large, it was real.

Mom's body trembled and slumped down, and my penis penetrated even tighter and deeper.

I placed Mom on the edge of the bed, leaving her lower body suspended in the air. I stood between Mom's parted legs, her entire body presented before me. Her two full breasts were almost bursting, and her white, plump belly was creased with a deep wrinkle.

Due to the penetration of my penis, her lower abdomen bulged even more. I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, folding her buttocks upwards. Her labia tightened, gripping my penis.

In an instant, she frowned, her body straightening, and her hands abruptly released their grip. As my glans penetrated her already wet vaginal lining, a trembling pleasure coursed through her body, and the pent-up lust within her erupted.

"Ah…I'm so itchy…Oh…Oh…"

Hearing her lewd moans and seeing her wanton expression only fueled my excitement. I arched my back, thrusting my penis upwards to the entrance of her vagina, then forcefully plunging it downwards with a "squeak," my entire penis slid in. "Ah…ah…It's so itchy…Tie Niu…Oh…" My mother clung tightly to my broad back.

Listening to her moans and cries of pleasure, I began to thrust violently. I enjoyed the feeling of my penis being tightly sucked by my mother's warm, wet vagina. I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of the tender flesh inside her vagina undulating and sucking on my penis. I couldn't help but say, "Oh...oh...Mom...your vagina...is so tight...mmm..."

"Oh...mmm...Tie Niu...ah...you're going to kill Mom..." Hearing my mother's moans, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother also stopped breathing and swayed her body from side to side, matching my movements.

With experience and my mother's active cooperation, the climax came quickly. The tingling, pleasurable sensation from the point where our genitals met spread throughout our bodies, causing our bodies to spasm and convulse repeatedly, our desire reaching a climax of perfect harmony. My mother hugged my back tightly, moaning weakly, "So good... oh... Mom is going to die... oh... so comfortable..."

The bed creaked, my mother cried out, I panted, and the whole room was immersed in excited lust.

"Mom... I'm going to cum... thrust... oh... thrust your ass up... oh..." My urgency awakened my mother's desire, and my trembling transmitted through my penis into her body.

Instantly, my mother arched her buttocks, and her vagina spasmed violently with the trembling of my penis. The powerful suction inside her vagina gripped my swollen glans, and a gush of even hotter lustful fluid gushed out, pouring over my glans. A scalding pleasure spread throughout my body like an electric current.

I gasped, my thighs twitched, my penis trembled and suddenly swelled, beginning the final thrust. Because of the two previous ejaculations, my semen seemed to be deeper and more concentrated. A gush of pent-up semen, like a jet of water from a high-pressure water gun, hissed and sprayed from my swollen penis, drenching my mother's vagina... "

Ah...it's scalding...ah..." My mother screamed shrilly, bringing our savage, primal intercourse to its ultimate climax!

"Creak, creak..." The bed seemed to crack.

"Huff, huff..." I breathed heavily, feeling my vas deferens dilate and burn even more, the last few spurts of semen somewhat hesitant.

"Ah...oh..." My mother groaned in her dying moments.

I could clearly feel my mother's labia gripping my penis, her vagina sucking at my glans, her cervix swallowing my semen; her buttocks arching, her waist twisting, her shoulders convulsing, her hands trembling, her teeth chattering; her entire body was trembling with extreme pleasure. The climax lasted for over ten minutes before my mother's convulsing body slowly calmed down. Our bellies were soaked with our sticky sweat, vaginal fluid, and my mother's milk.

A battle of spirit and flesh, humanity's most primal and forbidden war, slowly came to an end after my frenzied ejaculation. My mother was paralyzed with ecstasy, and my tired, heavy, and rapid breathing echoed in her ears. Gradually, the sweat stopped flowing, and her breathing became more normal. I gently kissed my mother's damp hair, kissed her eyes and cherry lips, still savoring the afterglow of her climax…

(The End)

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