A decade-long mother-son bond

"Of all the beauties in the world, I love only you. I love that kind of love!" Every time I hear this song, my thoughts
fly back to that familiar courtyard, bringing me both joy and sorrow!
Every day after work, I rush home to cook dinner, never settling for anything less than perfect, even though I live alone. Once the kitchen
is cleaned and the water on the induction cooker is boiling, I invariably brew a pot of tea, read a book, listen to
music, take a shower, and go to bed. School and home have become my only two points in life. Recently, some enthusiastic
colleagues have introduced me to potential girlfriends, but I haven't even met them. The matchmakers have bluntly said, "Teacher Huang,
what kind of person are you looking for? You've been recognized as an outstanding teacher now; you should consider settling down!" I'm busy thanking
them for their kindness and replying, "Time is too tight now; I'll think about it after this year's class..."
I often suffer from insomnia; my heart is old, and my emotions are wounded! I think back to the past.
I was born in the 1970s. When I was in fifth grade, I would always see groups of
women who didn't have farm work to do, gathering in small groups on my way to and from school. I would fall silent as I approached, but laughter would erupt as I passed! It
was like that before, but I didn't pay much attention then. Later, a friend told me, "You're a 'hanging oil bottle,' you're not your
father's child." I even got into a fight with him over that.
In those days, rural houses were all brick houses facing the sun. The stove was right inside the door, and the house was divided into two rooms, east and west.
Smaller families would live in one room, and the other would be used for storage. The window of the sleeping room was right next to the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove),
where the whole family slept. There were usually two cabinets or something similar on the kang for storing bedding. One night, under
a bright moon like this, I had eaten too many melons and tomatoes since autumn had just begun, and I woke up needing to urinate. Just as I was about to get up, I
heard a groaning sound, "Hmm...hmm...hmm..."
I looked towards the sound and saw my mother's hazy figure straddling my father's head. She was naked, bathed
in moonlight, her body writhing. I dared not move. I only heard my mother's soft voice say, "Like this...like this...
don't stop, don't stop...mmm, mmm...mmm..." Her breathing grew heavier. "Don't stop, don't stop...bite, bite...
like this, yes, yes...good, good...like this!" After a while, my mother got off my father's head,
and even urinated on the ground.
After this incident, I don't know why, but sometimes I would secretly watch at night...
My father was crippled last year when he was injured while quarrying stones in the mountains. Later, I learned that my father was impotent, which is why he married my mother
. At that time, my mother was already pregnant, and her husband had been executed for stealing village funds. So
my mother took on the responsibility of the family, working in the fields, doing housework, and raising some poultry. Later, I was admitted to
the township middle school, and my mother brought me eggs every day, sometimes even meat. My father also left us around this time
.
My mother is a clean person. Although the infrastructure in the countryside is dirty and messy, our house is
always neatly organized, and the windows are always spotless. Although I don't have new clothes, I'm always the cleanest one I wear. I've always studied very
hard and am always first in my class, which makes my mother very proud.
I developed a love of reading from a young age. Gustave Schwab's "Greek
Mythology" has deeply influenced me, captivating me with this civilization on the Aegean coast. In this book, the gods
rule the natural world; they have distinct personalities, without asceticism or mysticism. Gods and
humans are of the same form and nature, with emotions and desires, understanding joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.
The difference is that gods are immortal, while human life is finite! The story of Otypos marrying his mother shows us
that even Western civilization, though more advanced than Eastern civilization, has found many excuses for this practice.
In Chinese mythology, Fuxi and Nuwa, brother and sister, married and propagated humankind, contributing to the long history and
brilliant civilization of the East. Before the Han Dynasty, there weren't many concepts of human relationships. After Confucianism became the dominant ideology, the "Five Relationships" and "
Five Constant Virtues" emerged. However, the more restrictive things were, the more likely they were to erupt, resulting in many poignant love stories between humans and gods, and humans and demons
.
When my mother had free time, I would tell her stories from books. She was also captivated by these stories, which were full of curiosity about freedom, equality, and the
beauty of human nature! Although it was just the two of us, mother and son,
our lives were filled with laughter. As the economy opened up, my mother built a house in our front yard facing the street and opened a grocery store. She would ride her bicycle to
the city to buy wholesale goods and then sell them back in the village. Now, when I think back, my university education, my job, and my purchase of a house in the city are all thanks to my mother's
hard work and capability. In the summer and autumn, she would set up a table and chairs under the grapevines in the middle yard to read, study, or relax. Looking at the
garden full of homegrown vegetables and morning glories climbing the walls, wasn't that a garden full of spring colors?
Sometimes, I would come home from the village middle school at dusk, and my mother would have already closed the store and gone back to the back room. After
dinner, she would clean up, and I would do my homework and review my lessons. Back then, there were no televisions in the countryside. After finishing her chores, my mother would prepare
bedtime. She would prepare water for me to wash my feet and then get into bed. She would then light a small lamp and set up a large basin in the kitchen to bathe herself.
Lying on the bed, I noticed my mother reflected in the mirror of the wardrobe on the floor. Her dark hair was piled on top of her head, and
she was standing naked to the side, her breasts heaving slightly, her round, snow-white buttocks making me, a boy in the throes of puberty, lose all self-control.
I finally mustered the courage to get out of bed and go outside. My mother saw me, startled, and turned away.
I had seen her back many times before, but now her curvaceous figure was even more alluring! "You have school tomorrow, why aren't you sleeping?"
"I need to pee," I replied. "Mom, are you taking a bath? Let me help you wipe your back." Without waiting for her
answer, I went straight over. I gently placed one hand on my mother's back, feeling her delicate and
elastic skin. My other hand unconsciously went to her chest. Her breasts were very soft, and I restlessly kneaded
them, feeling her cherry-sized nipples harden and stand erect.
I moved my fingers down, feeling some hair and a tuft of flesh. Just as I parted my fingers,
my mother quickly covered herself with her arm, saying, "Just rinse it with some water." I blushed and my heart pounded!
I quickly scooped water from the bucket with a ladle and poured it on my mother's fragrant shoulders. The water flowed down her smooth body,
splitting into two streams at her ample buttocks. I squeezed my mother's big buttocks; they were incredibly elastic.
My mother turned around, and that's when I realized my penis was sticking up high in my underwear. Perhaps afraid of scaring me
, my mother said calmly, "Son, you're a man now! These are all normal physiological phenomena, don't worry."
"There's so much to do!" My mother's words finally eased my tension and embarrassment. I timidly said, "Mom, I
want to touch you and suck on your breasts!"
"Look how old you are!" my mother said with a smile. "Go inside first, I'll tidy up." As if
rewarded, I obediently crawled into bed.
After my mother lay down, I snuggled into her blankets, kneading her breasts and sucking on her nipples.
The faint scent of her snow-white breasts made me feel like I was back in my childhood. My mother pulled me into her arms and whispered, "You
can't do that next time, you're so grown up now!" My mother's warm, soft skin made me feel intoxicated. My mother was also
a little aroused by my caresses, and those stimulating moans escaped her lips involuntarily.
At this moment, my penis was fully erect, and my hand moved downwards. My mother didn't stop me anymore. It turned out that Mom
didn't have much pubic hair, but her labia were long and had a lot of flesh. I couldn't help but pinch and tug at the flesh with my fingers;
it was already very wet. I was so erect that Mom gently grasped my penis with her hand. "Take off your underwear
." I stood up and quickly took it off. Mom was kneeling down, gently stroking my
penis. "It's so big." Mom kept stroking it, and soon I couldn't hold back anymore. "Mom, I'm
going to cum!"
"Yes, son, don't hold it in, let it out." I ejaculated profusely, spraying Mom's face. "You naughty boy,
you came so much!" I quickly said, "I'm sorry!" Mom held back the semen that was about to drip down. "Lie down
." Mom quickly got out of bed and went to the kitchen. I saw in the mirror that Mom covered her nose and mouth with her hand, sniffed
, and then smeared the semen on her face. After a while, she rinsed it off and came back.
After I lay down, my mother lectured me, "A man's semen is worth ten drops of blood. I noticed it when I was washing your clothes .
Don't indulge yourself. You're at the peak of your energy right now. Besides studying, you should also participate in physical exercise
to channel that energy. Don't masturbate during this time. Pay attention to hygiene and wash frequently. You're
a grown man now, so you're not allowed to bully your mother anymore..."
For the next few days, I regretted my behavior. I felt guilty and disgusting. My mother's magnanimity
calmed me down a bit. Just as my mother said, I was in my adolescence with abundant energy.
Every morning, my penis was erect, and sometimes it would get hard when my mind wandered during the day .
When I couldn't sleep at night, I would secretly watch my mother. She was lying on her side, covered by a sheet. Her sleeping posture was elegant and charming, her body displaying
the alluring lines of a mature woman.
Once, when I went to my grandma's house, she asked, "Is Li Jiugui from our village still going to the grocery store to buy things on credit?" I said, "
I haven't seen him lately." "Hmm, if he goes again, I'll call the police!" I quickly asked, "What happened?" Grandma said, "
You're all grown up now, and we still don't hide it from you. A few days ago, Li Jiugui drank some cat urine and went to the grocery store to cause trouble. A toad trying to eat
swan meat! He wants to have both love and money! A few years ago, everyone in the village said your mother was bad luck for her husband, and any man who married her would die! These past few
years, the grocery store has made money, and these good-for-nothing men are eyeing your mother like crazy, taking advantage of the fact that she doesn't have a man
! You're all grown up now, you have to take responsibility for this family! When you're not studying, help your mother with some chores. Your mother has it
tough! Farm work, grocery store, housework, she does it all by herself! Grandma knows that!"
I nodded in agreement. "Some time ago, someone asked me to introduce a potential partner to your mother. I asked her,
and she said she's not looking anymore. Your mother only wants you to succeed and is afraid it will affect you or hurt you." On
the way back, I thought, "No wonder Mom brought home two dogs!"
Once, the village middle school organized a trip to the county town, which was great news for rural children, but it cost
some money. I told my mother, and she readily agreed: "You should participate in school activities. Go
to the county town first to broaden your horizons, then go to the provincial capital, and then Beijing." I was overjoyed.
We didn't return from the county town until evening. When we got home, I saw that the shutter of the grocery store was closed, and I had written on the outside
: "Closed. Please come back tomorrow to buy things!" I opened the store myself with my key, and the wolfhound inside wagged its tail
to greet its little master. I gave it some leftover food. I wanted to give Mom a surprise! When we got to the courtyard,
I gave some food to my favorite "big dumb dog." Hehe, they recognized their owner and ate my food without
making a sound. I tiptoed to the back house. The door was closed. Where was Mom?
I went to the window and peeked inside. Mom was standing in the bathtub, her back to me, bending over to wash her legs. Her snow-white,
plump buttocks were completely exposed to me! Between her legs, I saw Mom's private parts. Her two deep pink labia were slightly parted,
with many wrinkles and fleshy flesh, like a fleshy butterfly between her legs. I was caught in a dilemma, desire making me continue
to peep! Mom was naturally beautiful, and years of farm work had made her even more robust. At this moment, Mom stood up straight,
her hands lathered with soap, rubbing her large breasts. Mom's breasts trembled, her nipples bright red, particularly conspicuous in the center. Mom
naturally stretched out her arms, occasionally scooping water from the wooden tub to wash herself.
If the armless "Venus" was a flawed and mysterious beauty, then Mom before me was the goddess in my heart! Mom
propped one leg up on the edge of the bathtub, rubbing her slightly protruding belly, then turned down to wash her labia, soapy water dripping
from her fingertips. Mom seemed very excited; she parted her labia with two fingers as if pressing on butterfly
wings, while her other hand rubbed her already swollen clitoris. Mom tilted her head back slightly, her eyes closed, enjoying
herself…
I was stunned!
That day, when I came home from school, I saw that Mom looked like she had just been crying. She had just lain down when I whispered, “Mom
, what’s wrong? Who bullied you?” Mom said, “No one, go to sleep.” “Then why are you crying
?” “Ah, your grandma came to borrow money.” “Didn’t she come to get some a few days ago?” Mom said, “Grandma is sick
, and the last time she got some wasn’t enough. We have a grocery store that gets money every day, don’t we?” After saying this, Mom’s eyes reddened
, and she turned off the light. "Mom, I'm all grown up now, tell me about our family."
After a long pause, Mom finally said, "Mom has had a hard life! I was abandoned as a baby, I didn't know
who my parents were. Grandma Wu from the nursing home found me and raised me. I had a boyfriend, but he committed a crime and was executed
. Grandma Wu also passed away that year. I was only 20 years old and already pregnant. Where could I go? I almost..."
I died. Your current grandmother took me in and made me marry her son. At the time, I was
willing to do anything for her! But I only found out on our wedding night that your father was impotent! That's why he married me, to avoid
gossip and rumors that he had no male heir. Your father had an accident while quarrying stones in the mountains because of his poor health! Now
you're my only relative in the village, you must make him proud! "
I quickly replied, seemingly off-topic, "Mom, I'll protect you. I got first place again this time, and I'll make you happy
! Mom, don't be angry." "Okay! Thank you, baby!" We hugged like that, and I
stroked my mother's smooth, jade-like back. "Mom, I have a question for you, don't be angry." "Baby, go ahead
, Mom won't be angry." I asked, "I've seen you and Dad have sex. You always ride on Dad's head."
"Ah! You've seen it? Well... both men and women have sexual needs when they mature. Your father is impotent
, and to avoid making me feel too wronged, he performs oral sex on me! Later, we gradually got used to it." "What does it feel
like?"
My mother blushed, looking shy and adorable. My mother slowly said, "When he licks me with his tongue,
it tickles and excites me!" "Can a woman be satisfied with just that?" I asked. "That's just foreplay. Women
still prefer penetration with a penis!" My mother's voice trailed off.
I was now burning with desire. I leaned down and kissed my mother, her cheeks, neck, and nipples
, my hands gently caressing her smooth, alabaster-like body. My mother exuded the scent of a mature woman, an indescribable
allure! My mother half-heartedly resisted, "No, no! Baby!" I kissed her lower abdomen,
and she turned to her side. I took advantage of this and lay down on one of her thighs, facing her genitals, and
passionately kissed her. I
kissed from bottom to top, then licked from the outside in, parting her labia with my tongue, causing her body
to curl slightly. At the top of her labia, I held her clitoris in my mouth, lightly touching it with the tip of my tongue. "Mmm, mmm..."
My mother's moans grew more rapid. I sucked her labia into my mouth and gently bit them. "Ah...ah..." My mother
cried out, "I can't take it anymore! Baby! Don't do this!" Her vaginal fluids filled my mouth. "Mommy can't take it
anymore, baby, use your cock to fuck Mommy!" Mom pleaded.
I quickly took off my underwear. The room was dark, and after two tries, I still couldn't find the right spot. At this moment, Mom held
my cock with her hand, and I leaned forward slightly, and it slid in smoothly. It felt like an eel entering a hole! It was oily inside , and it felt amazing. 　　The labia greeted my glans one by one
! I thrust in and out forcefully, pulling my cock out and then thrusting it in again and again. "Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Mom's arms around my waist 　　tightened! Finally, I put my entire cock inside and tried to thrust further in. Mom moved with me, her labia tightly 　　gripping my cock. I also rubbed Mom's erect clitoris with my thumb, and Mom 　　kept moaning, 　　"Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh... " My movements quickened, and I felt so good that my soul seemed to leave my body. My semen spurted out, and my mother's 　　vagina contracted a few times, gripping my penis even tighter. My penis still wasn't soft, and I thrust in and out 　　several more times before pulling out. We were both drenched in sweat! After a while, my mother said, "Baby, you made Mom feel so good 　　! Thank you, baby!" We lay together, not saying anything more. I squeezed my mother's plump, firm 　　buttocks, and my mother stroked my head. We were both lost in thought… 　　It took almost an hour to walk home from the village middle school. I remember one winter when the snow was particularly heavy and the weather was very cold. When I got out of school 　　, a strong wind mixed with snowflakes began to fall again. I walked quickly home with my head down. It was getting dark, and I gradually 　　couldn't tell which way was which. Just as I was getting anxious and scared, I saw my mother coming to pick me up. We hugged each 　　other, and I almost cried. When we got home, my mother brought out the food she had already prepared, and we warmly shared 　　the food. "Mom, it's Friday." "Yes, I know." Mom smiled shyly. This was my 　　secret with Mom! 　　After washing up that evening, Mom turned on a small lamp in the kitchen and came into the room. I couldn't wait any longer. We 　　kissed passionately, feeling each other's heartbeats. Mom lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), her big, white buttocks sticking up, the visual 　　stimulation making me incredibly excited! I crawled over, holding her plump buttocks with both hands and kissing them wildly . Her round buttocks trembled 　　, and I used my lips to pinch her labia and my tongue to penetrate her vagina. Mom reacted, repeatedly 　　sitting back. 　　I turned around and lay between Mom's parted legs. Mom also placed her labia against my head and mounted me. She 　　moved back and forth, and I licked between her labia with my tongue, gently biting her repeatedly. At this moment, her vaginal fluids overflowed, 　　and Mom went wild, repeatedly sitting down, making it hard for me to breathe. At that moment, Mom turned around and found my penis 　　, taking the whole thing into her mouth and sucking it. I also diligently licked her vagina. 　　Mom got off me and lay down again. I understood and knelt behind her buttocks, and we 　　started having sex in the most primal animal position. I kept slapping Mom's big white buttocks with both hands, and Mom's buttocks kept moving back and forth 　　to meet my thrusts. At this moment, the "slap slap" sounds of sex were mixed with Mom's cries, and my movements became faster and faster. 　　Just before I ejaculated, I pulled out my penis and cupped her buttocks to lick. Mom twisted her body 　　and cried out, "Don't stop! Use your tongue, lick faster! Baby! Baby! Yes, lick Mom's cunt faster!" Her juices 　　flowed down her legs. "Baby, please! Please fuck Mommy with your big cock!" Encouraged, I made Mommy lie down 　　, put her legs on my shoulders, and started thrusting rapidly again. Every now and then, I would lean down and bite her nipples. 　　Mommy moaned, "Ah...ah..." with her eyes closed, enjoying it. Just as I was about to ejaculate again, I pulled out my penis and held it 　　to Mommy's mouth. She obediently took it in and licked it. I grabbed her hair, making her suck deeper. Mommy 　　sucked until I ejaculated in her mouth, and she swallowed it all… 　　The next day, the snow stopped. The air was fresh, and everything was covered in snow. Before I even finished sweeping the snow in the yard, 　　Mommy called to me urgently, "Come inside quickly, baby, don't get cold!" At breakfast, Mommy said, "Let 　　's go see Grandma together today." I knew Mommy was a woman of deep affection and loyalty… 　　Time flies. I passed the college entrance exam and got into a teacher's college as I wished. Mommy also told me to find someone…

Girlfriend. I've had several failed relationships, mainly because I always compared them to my mother: she wasn't as voluptuous
or fair-skinned as her, not as generous and capable, not as fragrant as her—all of these became reasons for breakups.
After starting work in the provincial capital, my company provided housing, but at that time, you still had to pay for the housing yourself. My mother
sold half of her yard, including the house and its furnishings, to raise the money for me. Just when I was about to properly repay her kindness, tragedy struck—
my mother was in a traffic accident. At the moment of parting, we held hands tightly. My mother said she was leaving
, and she was at peace…
Ten years—how many decades are there in a lifetime? During the prime of a man and woman's lives, we are mother and child, we are
siblings, we are husband and wife, we are friends, we depend on each other
!

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