【I love you mom】

It was raining heavily outside. My mother came home late from the hospital, almost completely soaked. Our house
is a decent size, about 80 square meters, with a separate toilet and bathroom.
As soon as she came in, she started changing. Since it was summer, she was wearing very little, but she didn't shy away from me. Because
now I'm not just her son anymore; for almost a year, she's been able to be naked in front of me quite naturally.
I took her pajamas and, when she was completely naked, I used them to cover her.
My hands naturally cupped her round buttocks from behind.
My mother looked at me with relief, wiggled her hips, and blushed slightly. "Have you eaten
? Mom will make some."
"Yes." I hugged her. "How's Dad?"
"Sigh… he's not going to make it. The doctor said he can only hold on for a month at most." A trace of worry flashed across my mother's face.
"Mom, don't worry too much."
"But what's there to worry about? It's been almost two years, I've been prepared, and so have you. He was going to leave sooner or later,
worrying won't help. You're the one making me worry, it's been a week, I'm worried you're not eating or sleeping well."
"I'm fine, Mom, I'm eating well, I just can't sleep well." I simply put both hands
inside my mother's pajamas and stroked her smooth, soft bottom.
Mom didn't show any objection. She nestled obediently in my arms and
gently pinched my nose with her delicate hand: "Look at you, so spineless. It's only been a week. Can't you go see that
little slut when Mom's not home? It's not like Mom won't let you fuck her!"
"I went, but it just so happened that my sister was on her period."
"So what if she's on her period? I can still let you... You're just worried about your sister, but Mom has to suffer?"
"No, Mom... it's my sister. She insisted I wear a condom. I wore a condom and fucked her a few times, but it wasn't comfortable
at all, so..."
"Didn't you always wear a condom when you fucked her? Why do you feel uncomfortable now?"
"I don't know, I just feel like my sister isn't as tight as you."
"You little rascal, you better be careful. Don't ejaculate inside. She's different from Mom. Mom just wanted to save trouble
. I didn't expect you to like the feeling of not wearing a condom so much."
"Mom, as long as you're willing to give it to me, I'll like it even with a condom."
"Go away! You're all talk and no action. It's been almost a year, how many times have you worn a condom when you fuck Mom?
Once you're in bed, you're a completely different person. Wearing a condom? You just grab my dick and start fucking, with that kind of force, like you want to put your whole
body inside me."
"It felt good!"
"Bullshit! Men don't feel good when they fuck? But even if it feels good, you can't fuck like that! You don't care if Mom feels pain,
you just thrust in hard right away!"
"But Mom told me to go harder later!"
"That was later. It didn't work at first, but then Mom got some lubrication. Anyway, you just won't listen.
How many times have I told you? Isn't it much better to be gentle? You always say you haven't had enough before you ejaculate, but you're
so forceful right away, no wonder it's so fast!"
"How was I supposed to know there was so much to fucking?"
"You've been fucking Mom for a year now, don't you have a heart? You're so inconsiderate."
Mom poked my forehead with her hand: "See if you ruin Mom's life, who will let you fuck them now!"
"Hehe! And my sister too."
"Nonsense... Your sister said she can't stand how fierce and aggressive you are right from the start."
"Hehe, Mom, I only know that being with you is so comfortable, so happy, so exhilarating. My sister is nothing compared to you."
"Eat... You naughty boy, stop trying to sweet-talk Mom. Mom's going to sit on the sofa for a while, I'm exhausted from the hospital
."
"I'll carry you!"
I picked up Mom like a husband carrying his wife. But as I carried Mom, my hard penis
pressed against her waist, and Mom immediately felt it.
"Chichi...son, why don't you carry Mom to bed?"
I immediately understood what my mother meant. "Mom, I'm not in a hurry."
"How can you not be in a hurry? Your dick is rock hard, you're obviously in a hurry. Come on, let's go to bed."
"Okay!" I carried my mother into the bedroom... "You, Mom is your woman, why are you being so polite?"
"Mom, I just can't bear it. Aren't you very tired?"
"It's okay, you haven't had sex for a week, Mom knows you want to."
"Mom, you're so good."
"Chichi...son, don't be shy. Mom has known you for so long, Mom understands you.
When Mom was home, you had sex every day. It's been a week, of course I want to."
"Hehe...Mom, I'm going crazy." "
Serves you right, couldn't you just make a phone call? Mom could be back in less than fifteen minutes. Mom thought your sister
would come over to serve you these days."
As I spoke, I gently placed my mother on the bed. Mom moved a little further into the bed: "Close the door tightly, and get on the bed!"
"What are you afraid of? Dad's in the hospital, no one can come in except my sister." But I still turned around and locked the door.
"Hehe...you're right, Mom's used to sneaking around with you." Mom said this,
taking off her only nightgown...I quickly climbed onto the bed and hugged Mom: "Let's fuck!"
"Shh!...You rascal...what are you yelling about? Aren't you afraid someone will hear?"
"Hehe...Mom, which man or woman of your age in this building doesn't fuck?"
"Bullshit! Men fuck their wives, that's only natural, but what about you?..." Mom pinched me and
glared at me with her beautiful eyes: "You rascal...you're fucking your own mother, how can it be the same? You and Mom are committing
incest, if others find out, you won't be able to live. How many times have I told you? You still don't know how to be careful!"
"Mom, I know I was wrong, okay?" Saying this, I reached out to spread my mother's snow-white thighs. My mother
didn't resist at all, readily parting her legs. Her plump, tender vulva made
my mouth water; after all, I hadn't fucked it for a week. I was trembling with excitement, eagerly displaying my rock-hard
penis... "Wait..." My mother grabbed my penis... "What's wrong, Mom..."
"Eat... look how impatient you are... Have you washed?"
"I have!" I was about to lose it: "I wash every day."
"That's good, eat... What's wrong with developing good hygiene habits? Women are most prone
to gynecological diseases if they don't wash properly before fucking." Saying this, Mom pulled my penis between her legs, aiming it at her vagina: "Fuck..."
So I gently thrust my penis forward, Mom's vagina holding it in place, a warm, moist sensation immediately
enveloping me... "Oh! My little darling!... Gently... Gently!..."
"Ah..." I groaned, continuing to push into Mom's vagina... until my penis was completely inside her
.
"Oh..." Mom's brows furrowed; clearly, I was hurting her.
"Mom, does it hurt?" I asked, but my penis remained firmly pressed against Mom. The feeling was wonderful, just like Mom
said, I wished I could crawl my whole body into the passage that nurtured and gave birth to me.
The feeling was so wonderful. I've always thought the first thrust during sex felt amazing, a
blissful sensation that made me feel lightheaded. My mom and sister seemed to know my preference, and although they'd tell me to be
gentle, they'd never get angry or try to stop me. However, I felt my sister felt more pain than my mom;
she'd cry out "Ouch!" the moment I thrust into her. My mom, on the other hand, was much more reserved.
My mom's hand was stroking the back of my head, while I was hungrily sucking on one of her nipples—
a must-do during sex. My mom was always exceptionally clean, at least that's what I thought. Her breasts
were only part of it; I loved every part of her body. I touched, kissed, and licked her without a care. I
especially loved licking her buttocks; she'd lie down and let me lick them. While I was licking, I'd flip her over and lick her thighs,
then follow the thighs down to her vagina…
I didn't do that today, not because I didn't want to, but because my penis was in a hurry. Unable to control myself, I
tightly embraced my mother and began to fuck her, ignoring her feelings with great force, thrusting deeply in, pulling out, and then
thrusting deeply again…
“Ah, Mom…it feels so good…Mom…ah…fucking her cunt feels so good…” I was completely absorbed in
the pleasure of fucking her cunt; at that moment, all I could think about was my mother’s plump, tender cunt.
My mother closed her eyes tightly, her hands resting peacefully on either side of the pillow, her face flushed as she turned to one side. She clearly
couldn’t face me naturally yet, but her posture was perfect, allowing me to ravage her to my heart’s content, using my penis to penetrate
her body and reap the pleasurable sensation I had always longed for.
“Oh…oh…oh…” My mother’s moans were soft and short, intermittent.
“Son, be gentle…oh…don’t rush…”
“Mom! It feels so good!” I thrust my penis in and out forcefully. After a dozen or so thrusts, my mother’s cunt began to make
sounds from my fucking. The sound was both strange and familiar. I liked it; I had heard it many times before
. Three years ago, I often secretly went to my parents' bedroom door to eavesdrop. I remember
a conversation my parents had during sex once was related to this. I heard that unique "sizzling..." sound of sex from the doorway.
"Honey, fuck me gently."
"Wife, the harder you fuck me, the better it feels."
"Honey, it's not that I don't want you to fuck me harder, I'm afraid our son will hear, it's too loud."
"It's okay, he's still young, he doesn't understand adult fucking.
" "He's not young anymore, it's better to be careful, honey, pull your dick out so
I can wipe it before you fuck me again." "Wipe what? I just love fucking this bag of juice inside your pussy, wife, give
me some more.
" "More? It's all flowing out, the sheets are wet."
"It's okay, wife, as long as you let me fuck your little pussy, I'll wash the sheets tomorrow."
"You said it, honey, I've never lacked this stuff."
"Okay, really good, wife… I'm fucking your bag of juice, ah… so good… oh wife
… I wish I could die inside your little pussy, wife, your little pussy is so tight. I've been fucking you for days, oh—
it's so fucking good…"
"Look at you, so pathetic! You men are all the same, nothing but fucking. Women are
unlucky to have this thing, getting fucked by you all the time." Mom said the same things to Dad, and she said them to me too. But even though she said them, every
time I shamelessly climbed into her bed, she lost all her will. In her words, I was her nemesis. She would
grumble, and I would just do what I wanted, rubbing her breasts, grabbing her ass, and probing her cunt, having a great time. Don't think Mom is experienced in this area;
women are all the same. As soon as my dick went inside her cunt, she would immediately go limp and lie down
under me obediently, letting me fuck her. "Wife, don't be upset. I'll kowtow to you after I'm done."
I understand Dad's feelings very well now, because I've been enjoying his woman, my mom. There's only one mom, and
only one cunt. Dad fucked her, and I fucked her too.
The pleasure was indescribable. Compared to my dad, I was more obsessed with my mom's vagina, it was almost frequent
and frenzied.
Sometimes my mom tried to restrain me, but in the end she couldn't resist me. After all, she loved me, I was her precious darling
. Besides, everything takes time, and women are weak after all, even a virtuous woman like my mom.
The most crucial thing was me, I was the most important person in her life. My dad and sister couldn't
compare to me. My audacity tore apart my mom's dignity and chastity.
Men like to use their penises to conquer women, especially beautiful women. My mom was beautiful, everyone who saw her
praised her without reservation. Even though she was forty years old, she always turned heads on the street.
But no one knew that a woman as pure and elegant as her would bear the burden of incest with her own son
.
"Sizzle...sizzle..."
This sound of fucking really drove me crazy. I was so excited and happy because I made this sound. I
could also fuck Mom's cunt and make a "sizzle" sound like Dad did. I could also be moistened by Mom's juices.
"Mom, I love you, I will always love you."
"Don't talk. Mom knows you like it. Mom won't let you down."
Mom was right. This kind of relationship between Mom and me has been going on for over a year. In bed, Mom has never disappointed me.
Mom only needs to open her legs. She doesn't need to cooperate. She just needs to use her plump, slippery cunt that's always full of juices.
My son's grip on my penis was enough. My mother's little cunt fascinated me; I felt it was the "best in the world."
I don't know how many people in the world fuck their own mothers' cunts like I do, but I believe they would
feel the same way I do.
My mother's cunt was tight, warmly enveloping my penis. I just kept fucking, each thrust harder than the last.
The intense pleasure overwhelmed me, making my face contort. My mother sensed it; experience told her I was about to
ejaculate.
"Oh...oh...son...are you about to cum?"
"Mom, ah...I don't want to cum...I still want to fuck...ah..." I tried to control myself, but I could
n't stop, because the wonderful pleasure of fucking had completely made me lose my reason.
"Eat...eat..." Mom buried her face in my chest: "Silly boy, don't be stubborn."
I braced myself on the bed, panting heavily as I thrust my penis deep into Mom's vagina. Mom's breasts
swayed beneath me: "Mom, it's too fast, it feels so good."
"Eat...eat...you haven't fucked for days and you keep fucking like this...eat, it's bound to be fast."
"Mom...it feels so good, I can't stop."
"Then don't stop, just cum."
"Mom...ah...can you feel anything?"
"Yes...eat...Mom feels pretty good, just cum if you want, don't worry about Mom."
"Mom...ah...ah...is it okay to cum inside? Ah..."
"Sure, Mom will take her medicine later, eat...it's not the first time, oh..."
As soon as Mom finished speaking, I pressed my penis firmly against Mom's lower body and let out a "ah..." as my whole body trembled and I
began to ejaculate inside Mom's vagina. Mom let out a soft moan, her smooth arms wrapping tightly
around my neck. The familiar, indescribable pleasure of her warm, contracting vagina sent waves of intense
pleasure through my penis. I loved this feeling; my sister had given me this before, but Mom was far more experienced. Each
contraction made me feel incredibly happy. I gently kissed Mom's flushed cheek.
Mom gave me a seductive look: "Ew...is it good?"
"It's so good!" I exclaimed sincerely. Still wanting more, I
thrust my now-soft penis a few more times inside Mom's vagina.
"Eat, son, it's all soft, keep fucking."
"Not enough fucking..." I continued to rub, the pleasure still intense. Suddenly, Mom pushed me: "It's flowing—
it's flowing out, quick!...Quick!" She pulled a pillowcase from under her neck. Our pillowcases are all pure cotton.
Mom often didn't have time to prepare before I pushed her down on the bed and fucked her. Mom's cunt was always full of water, making
a squelching sound when I fucked her. I especially liked that sound. Mom let me have my way, letting me pull my penis out completely before going
back in. This often dragged out all the vaginal fluid from Mom's cunt and it flowed down her butt crack.
Mom was clean, and as soon as she felt it flowing, she would quickly grab a pillowcase and let me pull my penis out to wipe it. But
most of the time, I would continue fucking her cunt and wouldn't stop, so Mom always said I was disobedient and messing around. But she couldn't
do anything about it, so she could only keep her legs wide open and wait for me to finish fucking her before wiping.
I quickly propped myself up, a mischievous smile on my face as I looked at Mom. Mom twisted her clean body, laboriously
arching her back to tuck a pillowcase under her buttocks to cover our joined bodies. I often wondered how Mom could
do such a difficult position while I was on top of her; I definitely couldn't do it myself. But it also proved Mom's flexibility.
"What are you looking at! You've had enough, why aren't you pulling your dick out?"
"No!" I retorted stubbornly.
"How can I wipe if I don't pull out! Hurry... it's leaking again!"
Mom lightly slapped my butt: "Your dick is too small to stop it, hurry up, listen to me!
It's so wet and uncomfortable, I'll wipe it before you fuck me."
"Really? Mom, I want to fuck again later."
"When have I ever lied to you, good boy! Listen to me, or I won't let you fuck me later."
"Okay!" But I wanted to do it again, so I forcefully thrust my dick into Mom's vagina, and Mom was caught
off guard: "You!" But I immediately pulled my dick out with a "pop!" and got off Mom. "Little darling!" Mom didn't have time to complain to me, she quickly covered her vagina with a pillowcase, sat up, got off the bed, 　　and ran to the toilet,
swaying her snow-white buttocks.
She said, "Go wash your dick too."
"Wash what?" I mumbled, but reluctantly went to the bathroom. I was worried Mom would be angry.
In bed, I could enjoy the pleasure of fucking Mom to my heart's content, but once I got out of bed, she became my mother. Besides,
I was going to beg Mom to let me fuck her again later. I'd said before that I'd do anything to fuck Mom, so
washing my dick was nothing. Mom and I had been sleeping in the same bed for a year now. At first,
she wouldn't let me fuck her except when she was menstruating.
Basically, as soon as her period stopped, I fucked her every day. Mom never objected, only
limiting the frequency, saying I was still growing and she was worried about hurting my body. Of course, using a condom was unavoidable; safety first.
After all, she was my mother, and sleeping together every day was something I couldn't be seen in public. But I don't remember which day it was—I just remember
that Mom couldn't find a condom. Mom scolded me for using up a box of condoms in less than three days, blaming myself for
forgetting to buy more.
I asked what to do, and Mom suggested we not have sex today. But I refused. You see, although I didn't use a condom the first time I had sex with her
, I secretly drugged her with sleeping pills and raped her while she was asleep. I was nervous, so the process was very short,
and I even ejaculated before she could even arouse me. Now that the opportunity had come, how could I let it slip by?
I shamelessly insisted on having sex with her, half-jokingly pinning Mom down on the bed, pulling down her panties while touching her
already wet vagina. Mom laughed and twisted me, struggling under me, but it was no use against someone as experienced as me.
I braced my legs between Mom's legs, straddled her, and thrust my penis in.
Mom exclaimed in a sigh, "You little devil, you love to fuck!" I remember that was
the first time Mom called me "little devil." From then on, whenever I got really into it and fucked her hard, she would call me "little devil." And
you know what? When she called me that, I would relax and soften my movements, like a gentle breeze.
I was fucking Mom's cunt like that, and I truly felt that fucking without a condom was indeed extraordinary; it was so much better than...
It was so much more comfortable, flesh against flesh, my penis soaked and moistened by her slippery juices, a feeling of indescribable pleasure.
Mom also proactively spread her legs wide, exposing her hips to me, obediently welcoming and accepting me.
As I was about to ejaculate, I got a little nervous, and Mom sensed it, gently saying, "Son, ejaculate inside,
it'll feel better inside."
I asked, "Is that okay?" Mom said, "Sure, we've already done this, what else can we do? We'll buy condoms and some pills tomorrow
. "
I asked what kind of pills, and Mom said, "Birth control pills, of course." Suddenly, I felt a surge of excitement and said to Mom, "Then Mom, you
can just take pills every day from now on. I think it feels so good to fuck without a condom." Mom said, "You wish!"
Just as Mom said this, I ejaculated. I held Mom's buttocks tightly, thrusting hard into her vagina, ejaculating
with great pleasure and satisfaction. From then on, I developed a liking for unprotected sex. That night, I fucked Mom six times. Mom
completely let go and obeyed me all night until I ejaculated.
Even the next morning, I wanted to fuck Mom again, and she spread her legs for me, who was full of energy again, to fuck her. Although
she was very tired and sleepy, she mumbled to me as I fucked her, "Little darling,
you're going to fuck me to death... Fuck me... Mom will let you fuck me, Mom will make you feel good... You fucking darling...
Fuck me enough, go buy condoms and pills, Mom can't get up anymore because you fucked me so much..." I said, "Mom, even if you take the pills,
I still want to fuck you." Mom said, "Okay, I'm going all out, and so am I," saying that as long as I wanted to fuck, she
would let me fuck her to my heart's content. I did buy birth control pills, but I didn't buy condoms because I felt that my mom and I
no longer needed condoms for sex. At least, I didn't want to wear that old condom while having sex with her anymore. When we got home, Mom
took the pills and then we cuddled and fell asleep. She slept until noon. When Mom wanted to get up, I hugged her and wanted to have sex with her. I couldn't
resist, so Mom spread her legs and let me have sex with her.
Later, Mom went to shower and cook. While eating, she told me that her vagina was swollen from all my sex, and asked why I
hadn't bought condoms. I said I wouldn't wear condoms anymore, which made Mom angry, and she pinched me again. That night, I was still full of energy and having
sex with Mom. Mom said that I could have sex without condoms from now on, but I had to be moderate and not have
sex so insatiably.
From then on, Mom and I stopped using condoms when we had sex. One advantage of Mom taking the pills was that she stopped menstruating, which
made things easier for me. However, Mom told me that taking birth control pills all the time would make me gain weight. I told her I didn't care, but in reality, after all this
time, Mom's figure is still slim, no less than my beautiful sister's.
As for my sister, I don't need to worry about using condoms when I have sex with her. My sister is a nurse, and she's as meticulous as Mom.
Sometimes when she goes back to her parents' house for a few days, she'll go to a sex shop beforehand to buy several boxes of condoms. Why so many?
The reason is simple: I'm very capable. If she's back for three days, I'll have sex with her for three days; if she stays for a week, I'll be
busy for seven days straight. One box isn't enough. In fact, most of the condoms Mom and I use are bought by my sister. This is also why my meticulous
sister discovered that Mom and I were having sex.
Because she noticed that we were running low on condoms, and Dad had been hospitalized for over a year; Mom shouldn't be having sex. My sister was
quite open-minded. Once, while Mom was at the hospital visiting Dad, my sister and I were having sex in my sister's old room. As she was having sex with me, she
asked, "Brother, did you have sex with Mom too?"
I was startled and asked how she knew. She said the brand of condoms she bought for me had changed, and sure enough,
Mom and I had used the rest.
My sister said, "Brother, I don't care about you. Mom is pitiful."
I asked, "How is Mom pitiful?"
My sister told me about Dad's illness. That's when I learned that Dad couldn't have sex anymore because of that illness.
I was overjoyed when I heard that. It was exactly what I wanted! If Dad couldn't have sex, then Mom's vagina was completely
mine! I had always been bothered that Mom had let Dad have sex to fulfill his wifely duties, but now I was relieved
.
So I happily had sex with my sister, and she teased me, saying I was taking Dad's place and having sex with Mom instead. I kept
fucking my sister and asked her, "What about you, sister?" She blushed and nestled under me, saying, "Brother, I love you, I love letting you fuck me."
I then asked, "What about your husband?"
She said she'd divorce him for me.
And it really came true; she divorced him and moved back home. She stayed with me her whole life, just like my mother, never
remarrying. Right after my father died, I won the lottery, and we moved to a faraway city where I lived with my mother. Meanwhile,
my sister and I got married and had a son who was incredibly normal and intelligent. The little guy looked a lot like me, with
incestuous blood flowing through his veins. When he was sixteen, he imitated me, giving his mother two sleeping pills and then having sex with my sister's wife. My sister's wife accepted
the same fate as my mother, maintaining a sexual relationship with her son.
I turned a blind eye to this, but my sister-in-law respected me greatly.
She always asked for my consent before letting our son have sex with her. If I objected, she wouldn't allow it. If I agreed, she would even
take off her clothes and serve me first before going to our son's room to have sex with him. My sister-in-law had her reasons for this, saying I
had "priority," and my mother agreed.
However, one time my sister-in-law revealed to me that our son was interested in his grandmother. I was furious and set a rule
: my sister-in-law wouldn't let our son have sex with her for a whole month. This was unacceptable; no one but me could touch my mother.
I mentioned this to my mother when we were having sex, and she said, "Isn't he just like you? But that brat, no way
!" But that's all in the past.
As I mentioned before, my sister knew that Mom and I had sex, and I also told Mom about it. Thankfully,
Mom didn't object, since she was also having an affair with me. However, things became public when Mom went to the hospital one night
. I couldn't wait and had sex with my sister on the sofa in the living room. Just then, Mom came back from the hospital and saw us as soon as she opened the door. My
sister was terrified and struggled to get off me, but Mom said, "Okay, okay, I know.
You two can do your thing, I'm going to cook." As she walked towards the kitchen, she turned back and asked, "Did you use a condom?"
I said I did, and pulled my penis out of my sister's vagina to show Mom. Mom said I was shameless. That night was
very busy for me. While watching TV, Mom said she was going to bed first, and my sister pulled a condom out of the sofa and
winked at me. I understood, and she put it on me. Mom went into the bedroom first, and I followed right behind.
Mom was a little embarrassed, but I didn't care. I carried her to the bed and started fucking her. Mom said to wear a condom, and I said my sister put one on for me. Mom
said, "You slut," and then she spread her legs and let me fuck her.
After I finished fucking Mom, my sister went to lie down when I came out, so I ran to her room and fucked her too. After that, my sister was
n't satisfied, so she ran back to Mom's room and fucked her again. While we were fucking, Mom said, "My little darling,
you're always running back and forth between this and that, aren't you afraid of getting tired?" I said, "Mom, why don't you let my sister come over so I can fuck her too?"
Mom said, "I miss you so much. If you want to fuck, just fuck her like this. Even if we're together, you have to fuck them one by one, otherwise it'll feel awkward. Both of your
cunts are yours. If you miss Mom, come over; if you miss your sister, go over. Just keep fucking, you little darling who loves to fuck, you'll tire yourself out
."
Speaking of which, I used to wear a condom when I fucked Mom back then, but I don't need to now. But every time we finished
, we had to wash. Mom washed, and I had to wash too. It was a rule set by my clean-loving mom, and I couldn't change it.
Mom really didn't go back to the hospital that night. Since my sister was there, we were all at ease, so we
didn't have any worries in bed. I ejaculated very quickly the first time. It wasn't nervousness, but because I hadn't
been with Mom for several days. Mom understood me perfectly; our year-long affair made her know me very well. She brought
me hot water to wash my penis, and it got hard again while she was washing it.
When Mom went to get more water, I stopped her, pulled her onto the bed, and started touching her haphazardly, my mouth busy sucking on her nipples.
Mom didn't object; she giggled and tacitly opened her legs, revealing her vagina to me. I then climbed on top of her and started fucking
her. This time I was very relaxed, fucking Mom non-stop. Mom responded to me, making it very comfortable.
Just before I ejaculated, Mom told me to stop if I didn't want to, and I actually managed to control myself, stopping
the thrusting while my penis remained inside her vagina.
This was impossible before; it seems that over a year of sex with Mom has made significant progress in my life.
"Is it comfortable?" Mom asked.
"Comfortable, so comfortable! How about you, Mom?" I replied sincerely, while kissing her lips.
Mom, her face flushed, gently returned the kiss: "Mom felt pretty good too."
"Mom, I almost came just now, thank goodness for you."
"Hey, you naughty boy, all you do is keep fucking. I've taught you before, when you feel good, you
don't care about anything else. Just stay here and talk to me."
"Okay, Mom! Is it because I'm still young?"
"Hey...no, it's not that, you naughty boy. I've been letting you fuck me for over a year, actually you...actually,
you're already pretty good."
"Really? Mom, then why do I always feel like I'm going to come after ten minutes or so?"
"My little darling! Ten minutes is too short, it's normal. The books say that if a man fucks without stopping, that's
how long it takes, unless..."
"Unless what? Mom, tell me."
"Unless...hey...unless the man gets old."
"Why?"
"Mom doesn't know either, hehe... Anyway, that's what the book says: it says that as men get older, their pleasure decreases, and
when they're fucking, their stamina can't keep up, so they'll fuck for a while and then stop, and the time will be relatively longer. Mom thinks that makes a lot of
sense."
"I see, Mom, what about Dad? Who lasts longer between us?"
"Hehe... You naughty boy, I knew you'd ask that. You weren't good at first, but Mom thinks you
can do better than your dad... hehe..." "
Haha, Mom! So you're saying I'm better at fucking than Dad!"
"You naughty boy, don't say that about your dad. We've already wronged him enough."
"Hehe... Mom, what do you think Dad would do if he knew I fucked you like he does?"
"What would he feel? You little devil, he's already almost done for. If he knew Mom let you fuck him, he'd be so
angry he'd vomit blood and die."
"That's true, we absolutely can't let Dad know."
"Nonsense! You little devil, not only your dad, but your sister can't know either. No one but your sister can
know."
"Don't worry, Mom, you'll be mine after Dad's gone. You won't remarry, will you?"
"My little darling!" Mom hugged me tightly. "Mom is yours now. You've already fucked my cunt, so it's yours
. Remarry? What remarriage? Those stinky men make me sick just thinking about them. After Dad's gone, Mom will live with you. Mom will
cook for you, Mom will wash your clothes, and when you get married and have children, Mom will take care of them for you."
"I don't want to!" I said firmly.
"You don't want to?!" Mom opened her beautiful big eyes, and I could even feel her trembling.
"Hehe... Mom! I don't want you to work so hard, I just want you to do one thing."
"My little darling! You scared me to death." Mom immediately understood what I meant, and her face was filled with a happy smile:
"Son, as long as you don't think Mom is old, Mom will always let you... eat..." "
Mom isn't old, Mom will never be old in my eyes, promise me, I will fuck your cunt forever."
"Good son." Mom hugged my neck with emotion and whispered in my ear: "Mom promises you, Mom is yours,
and my cunt is yours too, you can fuck me whenever you want, however you want, your dad is gone, Mom
will spend her whole life guarding you and letting you fuck her cunt alone, Mom is willing to let you fuck her cunt, even if you fuck Mom to death, Mom is willing."
"Mom, it's impossible for me to fuck you to death, I will die first, and die comfortably in Mom's cunt!"
"Eat... Mom won't let you die, if you die, Mom will die too, Mom will only let you fuck her comfortably."
"It's okay, Mom, I'd be happy even if it felt so good. In our next life, let's not be mother and son, but husband and wife. I
still want to fuck your cunt."
"Okay, Mom will be your wife in the next life, and Mom's cunt will still be yours. Mom will still let you fuck her."
"Mom, I love you!"
"Tsk tsk..." Mom poked my forehead with her finger: "Shameless! Stop trying to sweet-talk me.
I know what you really love."
"Hehe! What kind of Mom?"
"You rascal! You just love hearing Mom say shameless things. You want me to be shameless too, just like your dad
!"
"Mom, are you and Dad like that too?" I asked with great interest: "Mom, tell me about it."
"Tsk tsk, what's there to hear? Sex between husband and wife is just like that."
"I really want to hear it, Mom. Tell me, how do you and Dad fuck?"
"How else can we fuck? Just like this."
Mom tilted her head back, coiling her long, oily hair completely onto one side of the pillow, her beautiful face radiating contentment. Because
I hadn't ejaculated yet, my penis was still hard inside Mom's vagina, but Mom showed no displeasure or complaint. For over a year
, through my relentless efforts and tireless, repeated torment, I had almost worn down Mom's reserve and personality
. In daily life, I respected her; she was a kind mother. But once I coaxed her into bed,
she was simply a gentle and submissive woman. From coercion to acceptance, I gradually won Mom's heart.
Perhaps I shouldn't use the word "lewd" to describe my mother, but when we were in bed, she was indeed very indulgent and accommodating
. Whenever I recklessly violated her, her blushing face was the most beautiful
face in the world, and the sounds of our intercourse combined with her soft moans were the most beautiful music in the world
. In bed, my mature yet submissive mother could make me feel like I was in heaven. Now I truly understand the meaning of the saying, "If you fuck a woman between her legs until
she dies, even as a ghost, she will be a romantic."
I'm absolutely obsessed with fucking my mom's pussy. I love the night and dislike the day because at
night I can share a bed with her and fuck her. I don't know what's
so attractive about her. I especially love the feeling of my cock inside her. She's so gentle, giving
me sex two or three times a night. Sometimes, even when she's already satisfied me, I still want to fuck her again. Often, after she washes her
genitals, my cock is still hard. She tries to lull me to sleep.
I usually refused, so Mom would turn to face me and offer me one of her thighs, which I would then
hold and play with, her bare buttocks as a whole. In this position, it was obvious that my penis was aimed at Mom's vagina, but
it was difficult to actually insert it. I had tried several times before, but it didn't work because it was hard to get close in this position. One hand had to
hold Mom's buttocks tightly and pull her up, while the other hand was stuck under her body and couldn't be used. My penis
would just wander around outside Mom's vagina and wouldn't go in.
Even though I knew this position for fucking was in the book, Mom's gentleness and loving
indulgence still made me indulge my lust again. There's no doubt that Mom has experience; she had obviously used this position to serve
Dad. It's just that because I'm her son, she can't completely abandon the reserve a mother should have. Even now, whenever I try to pull down her panties, she gets shy. To satisfy my desires 　　, she has to close her eyes and bury her face in my neck when
saying things like "pussy" or "cock," refusing to say them to me face to face. 　　But I just love this feeling. I love seeing Mom always shy. Her shyness only fuels my lust, making me want 　　to fuck her pussy again and again without getting tired. I gradually became dissatisfied with just the most 　　common sex positions between men and women. All Mom could do was selflessly offer me her beautiful pussy. I didn't know how, so 　　Mom could only teach me. She said, "Lower down a bit," and gently pressed my head down. I'm smart; at least I already 　　understand that a penis needs an angle to go into a pussy. So I lowered down, my face pressed right against Mom's snow-white, plump 　　breasts. 　　So I took a smooth, fragrant nipple into my mouth, and then my mother gently pulled on my penis. I cooperated and moved closer. 　　Then, my mother skillfully twisted her slender waist and pulled her hand back, giving my lower back and pink calves a gentle tug 　　. My penis felt surrounded by the warm, tender flesh of my mother's vagina. My hand, which was holding my mother's buttocks, 　　couldn't let go; I had to keep holding half of her buttocks tightly. I wanted to thrust, to thrust as deep as possible into my mother's vagina, the deeper 　　the better… 　　There are some things you haven't experienced, but once you have, it's easy to learn 　　. Although I can now enter my mother's body smoothly on my own, she mostly helps me enter. I guess she 　　's afraid I'll make a mistake in my haste. Actually, I'm not interested in her anus. It's not that I think my mother's anus 　　is dirty; every part of her buttocks is clean. I think normal people shouldn't do that. When you fuck a woman, you fuck 　　her vagina, why would you fuck her anus? 　　I think that's what's truly perverse. Although my mother and I are committing incest, we're not perverse. We've simply done 　　things that other mothers and sons wouldn't dare to do. My mother and I undoubtedly love each other, and who says a mother and son can't 　　use their bodies to please each other? We did it, and my mother and I are happy. We don't care about others; 　　we only care about ourselves. We don't affect others or cause any harm to society. We want to keep our secret and continue our 　　happiness to the end. 　　I don't want anyone to influence us. I even believe there are other families experiencing the same 　　thing, so don't worry. First of all, I agree! If you fall in love with your own mother and receive 　　her love in return, then you and I are equally happy. Moreover, I believe that no woman in this world can 　　selflessly and silently dedicate herself to you like a mother, even in bed. The sexual pleasure your mother gives you is unprecedented 　　and unparalleled because you only have one mother. Her body and your body are two parts of one body. If 　　they can reunite, the joy and fusion will be incomparable. 　　I often have sex with my mom in this position now. We lie on our sides, embracing and caressing each other, then 　　kissing. It's natural that we start making love. However, this position is tiring for both of us, 　　so we usually only do it for a short while before switching to our usual position. Actually 　　, both men and women know that the best position for sex is the one where the man is on top of the woman with her legs spread. This allows for greater freedom of movement 　　and coordination, deeper penetration, and more intense pleasure. 　　The position where the woman rides on top of the man is also good. If we had to choose another position, it 　　would be the woman bending over so the man can penetrate her from behind. I've always wanted to ask my mom if I would let her have sex with me from behind 　　, but I've never dared to. 　　My mother is the type of woman who isn't "big" in any particular area, but every part of her body is perfectly proportioned and just 　　right. In their words, "a little more wouldn't be too plump, a little less wouldn't be too thin." Her breasts are white, firm, and full; 　　I even suspect she never breastfed me, as her areolas and nipples are still slightly upturned. I often took advantage of the fact that...

When I was alone, I would touch my mother's breasts, but in bed, I would only use my mouth to enjoy them.
I had a particular fondness for my mother's buttocks. When she wore pants, she seemed to be the type of woman with small buttocks,
which I liked. But once she was naked for me, her small buttocks became quite large, round and snow-white,
very cute, delicate, smooth, and soft to the touch. I not only caressed them, but I also kissed them, almost as
a daily task. At first, my mother wouldn't allow it, but after a while, she didn't care anymore. She often said to me: "
You rascal, you've already fucked my cunt, I can't control you, so don't be too outrageous."
But how could I control myself? Later, it even got to the point where I kissed her cunt. Of course, my mother wouldn't allow it, saying it
was dirty, but I didn't find it smelly at all, and I didn't think it was dirty at all. On the contrary, I thought my mother was worth it. She
could bring me so much pleasure with her cunt, so what was wrong with me kissing her cunt? My mother laughed at me, saying I had no
shame, that I was as spineless as my father. Only then did I realize that my father had done the same thing.
I said to my mom, "Mom, whatever Dad did with you, I'll do with you too. I'll be shameless with you
. You're everything to me, my life."
"Mom still says the same thing, I can't control you anymore, I have no right to control you. I'll let my son fuck me, I won't be
shameless either."
I laughed and said, "Mom, it's not that you made me fuck you, it's that I insisted on fucking you."
Mom said, "Isn't that the same thing? You fuck me, I get fucked. You're a little devil."
I said, "Mom, I'm a devil who loves to fuck."
Mom said, "Same thing, you're not a good person anyway."
I said, "Mom, if I love to fuck and I'm not a good person, then what about Dad? What about other men? Don't they all fuck?"
Mom said, "What business is it of ours? Mind your own business. When I say you're not a good person, I mean you're abnormal, fucking your own
mother's pussy, fucking your own sister's pussy."
I laughed, "Mom, they're crazy for fucking their own mother. Besides, Mom..." "What kind of birds aren't in a big forest
? Maybe there are many people like us, but nobody knows!"
Mom said, "Wouldn't it be chaos if all sons fucked their own mothers?"
I said, "Chaos what? As long as it feels good, that's all that matters. If I were God, I would make it a rule that all sons have to fuck their own mothers."
Mom said, "You make it sound so real. If you do it this way, it'll be a matter of course for mothers to let their sons fuck them."
I said, "Right! Right! It's a matter of course, Mom. Haven't you heard? Truth is always in the hands of a minority. Mom,
we are the truth!"
Mom said, "Truth my ass! You're just messing around."
Mom was right. I was indeed messing around, but I admitted it, and I was so engrossed in it that I didn't regret it. Every night I would
ravage Mom with boundless energy, and my interest never waned.
It was already late, and Mom probably sensed it too: "My little darling, it's getting late, you should go to sleep. Mom has to go to
the hospital tomorrow."
"Mom, I haven't ejaculated yet." Afraid that Mom would call me down, I quickly started fucking her again with my erect penis.
"You rascal, when have I ever made you ejaculate?" Mom moved her hips to meet my thrusts: "Son, it's not that Mom doesn't
want you to fuck her, it's that Mom is afraid you'll hurt yourself."
"And you, Mom, aren't you afraid of hurting yourself?"
"You rascal, Mom is a woman, she can rest and be fine. Men can't do that. If you go all out and drain your body
, you can't make up for it. You have to take it slow and steady, you can't just play around all the time for pleasure."
"Mom, I know what I'm doing, it's okay."
"Plop...plop..." Mom's vagina was very slippery, and my penis made a sound with every thrust.
Mom moaned, "Son, fuck me deeper...yes...Mom's squeezing you tight, I'll come soon."
An experienced woman in bed is truly different. It's not just about physical intimacy; she
goes far beyond simply opening her legs. It's indescribable;
you can only understand it by experiencing it. A mature woman provides exquisite pleasure from the inside out. Mom's pussy was warm, the tender flesh inside gently enveloping,
squeezing, and moisturizing my penis. Every thrust was incredibly tight, as if I was being sucked in—it felt wonderful
.
My sister is also quite good in this area, after all, she's been married, but compared to Mom, she's not as
skilled and adept. That's the difference between women. A woman isn't just about being pretty; a good woman knows
how to serve a man in bed, how to make him happy, how to make him forget everything else.
"Son...is Mom's tight?"
"Tight! Mom...so tight, it feels so good to fuck you...ah..." My moans weren't exaggerated, they were
genuinely pleasurable. I felt like I was about to ejaculate, my whole body trembling with pleasure.
"Is that enough?" Mom lovingly stroked my buttocks.
"Ah..." I nodded, my face contorted with pleasure.
"Eat, eat...if you can't hold on, just cum." Mom said with a gentle smile.
"Mom, I'm going to fuck you hard!" I gritted my teeth, asking this while my cock was already
thrusting forcefully into Mom's cunt.
"It's okay, fuck me!...ah...Mom can take it." Mom's brows furrowed, clearly I could cause her
pain, but I knew this pain was something she willingly endured, because she didn't try to stop me at all.
On the contrary, her legs were now spread even wider, her slender waist arched, and her little cunt was raised,
making it easier for me to grab her buttocks and fuck her fiercely.
"Ah!...Ah!..." My moans trembled with pleasure as I desperately tried to control myself
from grabbing my mother's snow-white, round buttocks. I was afraid of hurting her, and secondly, I couldn't bear to; they were equally important to me,
my most alluring possession.
"Mom!...Good Mom...So comfortable!...Your pussy feels so good!...Mom!...Mom! I can't take it anymore
!...I'm going to cum!...Ah!...Ah!..."
"Ah...Cum...Cum, son...Give it to Mom...Mom wants...Cum inside Mom's pussy,
it feels so good to cum inside her!" Mom encouraged me.
She knew I liked her bold use of words like "pussy," it was very stimulating. So I quickly ejaculated
, pressing against Mom's pussy, cumming with great pleasure. Mom was used to me doing this; she tightly hugged my
neck, her legs crossed behind my buttocks, helping me thrust harder to her deepest point until I ejaculated.
My mom's pussy always gripped the base of my penis tightly, and the feeling inside was even better—the warm, tender flesh
contracting and releasing indescribably pleasurable sensations.
I only remember one time I didn't ejaculate inside her. That was because we ran out of condoms,
and to pursue that even more wonderful flesh-on-flesh pleasure, my mom started taking birth control pills. This allowed me to confidently and
boldly thrust my penis deep into her pussy and ejaculate freely. Condoms became a privilege reserved for my sister and me
.
Actually, my mom had told me that birth control pills weren't 100% safe, but regardless, she still agreed to let
me ejaculate inside her every time. My sister encouraged me, saying, "Brother, it's okay, you can fuck Mom without worry . If anything happens
, your sister's here." And she was right; my sister was a nurse, this was a piece of cake for her.
However, I also asked my sister why she wouldn't take birth control pills like Mom did so so I could have sex with her. She said, "I can't.
I'm going to have children in the future. After I give birth, I'll take the pills and you can have sex
with me however you want." In fact, my sister started letting me have sex without a condom even before she had children, on the night of our wedding
. Of course, no one knew we were siblings because we were already in another city.
That night, my sister said to me, "Brother, don't wear a condom, just fuck me like this." I was naturally happy and fucked her with my erect penis.
My sister had never been so proactive before. I felt very comfortable; my unprotected penis moved happily in and out of her warm little vagina.
My sister kept moaning, but always had a smile on her face.
"Sister, why are you being so nice to me today?"
"Eek... Brother, I'm your wife now. From now on, I have to listen to you. If you want to have sex, I have to
let you have sex, only you."
"Unconditionally?" I asked.
"Of course, unconditionally! Brother, I'm your wife and you're my husband. It's only natural
for a husband to fuck his wife's cunt. I'll let you fuck
me every day if you like it, and it has to be good. Brother, if I don't make you feel good, I'm not a good wife, and you can hit me, scold me, and make me kneel down in your place."
"Sister, why are you still calling me brother? Call me husband from now on!"
"Oh, sorry, husband, I keep forgetting!"
"Hehe, wife, why didn't you let me wear a condom today?"
"Hehe... husband, today is our big day, I want to make you feel good, husband,
do you like it?"
"Fuck! I like it, but what about when I ejaculate?"
"Hehe... husband, if you like to ejaculate inside my cunt, then ejaculate inside my cunt!"
"Wow, fuck, wife, what if I get pregnant? We're related by blood!"
"If I get pregnant, I'll give birth to your child. Don't worry, husband, I've checked the information. Our child might not be deformed.
Many children born from close relatives are very smart."
"Really?"
"Really, honey, you can shoot inside me without worry from now on. Once we have a baby, I'll take birth control pills and
never let you wear a condom when I fuck you again."
"That's great, honey! You should have been like Mom a long time ago!" I thrust deeply into my sister's vagina.
"Eat... honey, look how happy you are. Honey, I forgot to tell you, Mom went to the hospital yesterday to have
a tubal ligation."
"A tubal ligation? What's a tubal ligation?" Actually, I knew the answer in my heart.
"Eat... Honey, tubal ligation means tying up the fallopian tubes, and then ovulation stops... Honey,
let me explain clearly, so that when you fuck Mom's pussy, she won't need to take the pills anymore."
"That's great, wife. How about you get ligated after we have a baby?"
"Okay, honey, whatever you say, I'll do whatever you say. Actually, taking pills isn't good; some
people gain weight from them."
"Wife, what will happen to Mom after we get married?"
"Mom will live with us, of course, honey. I understand what you mean. I don't care what you do; you can do whatever you want.
I know you love Mom; she's your first woman. Honey, I won't be jealous if you fuck Mom, really."
"That's good, wife. Your pussy is pretty good too."
"Eat... Honey, I'm so happy you said that."
"Then, wife, let me fuck you hard!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, husband, I'll fuck you however you want, ah... ah..." I fucked my sister
until she moaned. When I came, she was limp and could only gasp for breath. She wanted to go wash up, but
I objected, and she actually listened.
After about ten minutes, I got hard again, and she got into position for me to fuck her again. In her words, this was called fulfilling
my duty as a wife, serving her man like this. Of course, I was happy. Before, I had to consider her feelings before I could fuck her
, but now it was the other way around. As long as I wanted to, as long as I liked it, I could fuck her to my heart's content.
To be honest, my sister fucked me very comfortably and enjoyably. She completely treated herself as my wife, without
hiding anything or holding back. My sister brought me hot water to wash my penis, and while she was washing, I got hard again. So my sister
asked me considerately, "Husband, do you want to fuck me again?"
"What do you think?" I replied, acting like a husband.
"You've fucked me twice, honey. I'm afraid you'll get tired."
"Then I won't fuck you anymore, honey. Go to sleep."
"Okay, honey. If you want to fuck me again, wake me up and I'll serve you."
My sister was actually tired too, and she gently nestled in my arms: "Honey, you've worked hard."
"What's so hard about it, honey? You know I like fucking." "
Ew... honey, then I'll serve you fucking every day." My sister gently held my penis with her small hand:
"Honey, I love you."
That was the first day of my marriage with my sister. It was unforgettable, but for some reason, I always felt
something was missing. Later, I realized it was because I had gotten used to sleeping with my mother in my arms. This made me realize even more that my mother
had sacrificed so much for me. Although my mother and I weren't husband and wife, she was clearly my wife. Every night,
she would lovingly snuggle against me and selflessly let me enjoy her body. She made me feel like I couldn't live without her. I don't deny that
my sister could also make me very happy, but the feeling my mother gave me was truly irreplaceable.
But that's all in the future. Right now, my father is still lying in the hospital. But this seems to have nothing to do with me.
Just like before, I was happy all the time. It's a holiday, what else is there to do but have fun? But these days, it seems my sister and brother-in-law's marriage
has reached its end.
My sister simply moved back in, partly to take care of me and partly to help Mom with the housework. This was perfect, I couldn't have been happier
, but I never imagined I was the main cause of my sister's family breakdown. My sister didn't seem to care about this
, and continued to love me as much as ever, which made me even more unrestrained. Every day I demanded she let me fuck her. Anyway, we were in our own
home, and no one would know once the door was closed. My sister always indulged me, even more so than Mom, rarely refusing my requests
. In her own words,
"We've already fucked each other anyway." Eventually, she even said to me in a tone similar to Mom's, "Brother, why do you love fucking so much?"
But despite saying that, she still let me fuck her. My brother-in-law used to come and visit at first, but then he stopped. I asked why
, and my sister's answer made me really happy: "Look at that pathetic guy!" I asked, "What happened?"
My sister blushed and said, "I can't take it anymore!" Of course, I understood what she meant and teased her, "Sis, I don't mind."
"No way! You've already signed the papers and you still have the nerve to come here."
Only then did I realize that my sister was already divorced. I hugged her with emotion, and she nestled in my arms and whispered, "Brother,
I'm yours now, I can't give myself to anyone else." I immediately said passionately, "Sis, I want you for life
." My sister was extremely moved, "Brother, I'll be with you for life, I'll do anything you ask."
Hearing her say that, I immediately became interested, "Sis, let's celebrate!"
My sister said okay, and as soon as we started to celebrate, I began to undo my sister's belt. My sister immediately... I understood, and she didn't
refuse. She obediently helped me undress and lay down in a comfortable position... When I was having sex with my sister, she laughed. I asked her what she was laughing at,
and she said, "Celebrating like this, how could you even think of that?"
After my sister came back, I basically never went through those days without a woman again. My mom and sister also tacitly understood each other
, and they went back and forth between home and the hospital in a very smooth manner. On Monday, news came from the hospital that Dad was really
going to die. I rushed to the hospital, and Dad looked at me for a long time and said, "I have a diary under the bed." Then he closed
his eyes.
For almost a week, the family was busy with Dad's funeral, and my mom and sister naturally neglected me, crying
like a baby all day long. I was also very sensible and didn't dare to ask them for sex. My sister, however, was quite sensible. On Saturday
evening, after dinner, while Mom was washing dishes in the kitchen, my sister quietly said to me, "Brother, Dad just died, so you'll have to bear with it for a while
. Don't touch Mom."
I asked her if Mom wouldn't let me touch her, and she said, "Mom told me that widows who have just lost their husbands are
unlucky, and she wants you to hold back for a few days."
"Sister, I've been holding back for days! Talk to Mom about it, I can't take it anymore."
"Eat, eat!" my sister laughed, "Go watch your TV." With that, she went into the kitchen. I quickly and secretly sneaked to
the kitchen doorway. The conversation between Mom and Sister inside was very clear… “Mom, it’s been almost a week, and my brother…”
“I know,” Mom said. “I’m worried he won’t listen and will insist.”
“Mom, my brother has been anxious for a long time.”
“Hey, you slut, is your brother more anxious than you?”
“Mom! I’m talking to you seriously.”
“Serious? You brat, are things in our family serious? Hey… how about… you just give it to him tonight
?”
“I don’t want to be disliked, I just want my mom.”
“Did your brother say that?”
“Mom, I can tell.”
“Really? Hey… this kid, he can’t take it after just a few days.”
“Mom, let it go, Dad’s gone, don’t be shy, does your brother still care?”
“Of course he doesn’t care, if I didn’t give him a hard time, he would have already…”
“Oh, Mom, anyway, it’s all his, it’s all his.”
"Chichi, that's what you say, but Mom...Chichi...Mom knows he's pent up. If he sneaks
to Mom, Mom will give in. Mom can't just...Chichi..."
"Mom, so you're agreeing tonight?"
"Agree to what! You slut, you serve him tonight, Mom will wait until tomorrow."
"Why, Mom?"
"Why? Chichi, you know him, he hasn't had sex for days, he'll definitely go all out tonight
, who knows how many times!"
"Chichi...Mom, what are you afraid of? My brother is obedient, he never stops trying new things when he fucks, will you be unable to handle it
?"
"Chichi...It's not that I can't handle it, Mom has been fucked by him many times, he's satisfied with just one position, again and again
, Mom just feels sorry for him not sleeping all night."
"Hehe, Mom, don't you want to?"
"Want what? You brat, do you think Mom is so shameless as to want to after only a few days?"
"Chichi, Mom, it's not that I want it, it's that my brother wants me. He throws a tantrum if I don't give it to him."
"That's because you spoil him. You're so soft-hearted, you just give it to him whenever he wants it?"
"How is that spoiling him? Mom, if I didn't know about you and my brother… I wouldn't dare."
"Didn't he tell you?"
"No way!" My sister defended me. "I figured it out myself."
"How did you figure it out?"
"Chichi, one time when Mom was at the hospital taking care of Dad, my brother wanted to have sex and we were out of condoms, so I bought
a box. We used two that night, and the next day my brother wanted it again. When I put a condom on him…"
"Really? The one I bought is the same brand as yours, the picture on the box is the same." I bet Mom's
face was red at this point.
"Chichi, Mom, it's not that you bought the wrong one, it's that I bought the wrong one."
"You bought the wrong one?" Mom didn't understand.
"Yeah, I picked them out carefully when I bought them. I knew my brother used size 38, but I grabbed the wrong one. That
night, he kept saying it was uncomfortable and felt too tight. When I got up, I realized it was size 36. I was planning to buy
a suitable one the next day, but I was busy and forgot. The next day, I only remembered I hadn't bought any when I was already dressed. I wanted to get dressed and go downstairs
to buy some, but he wouldn't let me. He was in a hurry to have sex without a condom. I said no, and he said we could just use size 34.
When I put it on him, I felt something was off. He didn't complain about it feeling tight during sex."
After lying down for a while, my brother wanted more, so I looked closely and saw there were still five size 36 condoms and two size 38 condoms left.
I was puzzled, because I'm used to tearing them off one by one, and the condoms should all be connected. But the
two size 38 condoms were separate. Just as I was wondering, my brother urged me, so I didn't think much of it and gave him another size 38 condom
. After a while, I noticed that sometimes there were fewer condoms than usual. Since there was no one else at home, I started to
observe carefully.
"You brat!"
"Ouch, Mom, I can't take it anymore, it hurts."
"Serves you right! You're no good, just like your brother."
"Mom, you're being too harsh. I'm a victim just like you!"
"Who's like you! You brat, Mom doesn't have as many tricks up her sleeve as you."
"What about me?" my sister asked, confused.
"You're always teaching him useless things, so young, those positions with his ass sticking out..."
"Chichi, Mom, I didn't teach him those. You can find everything online, he learned them by watching."
"You go along with him? Aren't you ashamed? He tells you to ride him, so you ride?"
"Chichi, Mom, isn't it all the same? I listen to him because he likes it. Besides, Mom, what era are we living in?
Who only uses one position now? People even do oral sex."
"Alright, alright, you're getting more and more absurd. What's the point? Mom isn't...Chichi...In the end,
that position is still the most effective. It's ultimately inconvenient for the man and woman to be on top when doing this kind of thing."
"Chichi, Mom, you're the one who's more convenient. My brother always complains that I put a condom on him."
"You brat, comparing yourself to me? Aren't all women my age like this?"
"Then why did you use a condom when you and my brother had sex?"
"Sigh, it's just that I'm worried. Actually, I always take pills. I don't think it's necessary. Ever since
your brother came along, your dad and I have been taking pills for sex. But I'm just worried. The quality of these things isn't good these days.
What if it breaks or falls off? Even if it's not that coincidental, it's better to be safe than sorry. You know how
crazy he gets, grabbing your ass and fucking you nonstop. It's my fault, really. One day I took my pills and he saw me. He said
a few nice things, and I don't know why, but I let him have his way without a condom
. Since then, he's refused to wear one."
"Eek, Mom, I wouldn't wear one either. It's still a barrier."
"You brat, if you're so capable, why don't you not let him wear one? It's good that he's having a good time. It'll save Mom a lot of trouble, and I won't have to
come to my room every other day."
"Come on, Mom. My brother told me a long time ago that he can't live without you for the rest of his life. Mom, don't think I'm being
mean. Dad's gone. We know what's going on in our family. Don't worry about anything."
"You brat, aren't you still here?"
"Me? Mom, I haven't let my brother touch me for days."
"Really? I thought you'd be taking care of him these past few days."
"How could I dare, Mom! How could I do that without your permission?"
"Chichi, it's also my fault. You and your brother know that I just don't feel like it. Your father just died.
What would you do in my shoes? I'm just asking him to endure it for a few days. After these few days, I'll still let him have his way..."
"Mom, what about tonight?"
"Chichi... you brat, what can I say after you've said that? You're all his now. If he
doesn't take the initiative, do you expect me, his mother, to run to his room?" Mom's voice was quite loud, clearly
wanting me to hear. But suddenly my sister and Mom's voices became softer, and I perked up my ears.
"Mom, I've gotten fat lately."
"Fat? Nobody in our family is fat."
"Mom, it's not good to be fat. Won't my brother not like it?"
"What do you know, you brat? It's better to be thin. Being thin makes men feel uncomfortable."
"Mom, what if one day my brother wants to fuck me without a condom?"
"Then don't wear one. I have some medicine. You brat, is it because I don't need him to wear a condom, and you want to compete with me?"
"No, Mom, my brother always tells me it's so comfortable to fuck you without a condom. Isn't his meaning obvious?"
"You brat, you're being hypocritical. What else did he say?"
"Heh... Mom, he said your pussy is always full of water no matter when you fuck it."
"Heh, isn't every woman's pussy full of water? How can a man fuck you if it's dry? It's not comfortable!"
"No, Mom, my brother says I don't have as much as you."
"You brat, why do you need so much? Enough is enough. That stuff will increase when you're excited, it doesn't
matter."
"Mom, do you have some kind of technique?"
"What technique do I have? Hehe... Don't laugh at me, I don't know why I have so much.
It was like this with your dad. I thought it would decrease as I got older, but it's still the same
. It's not a good thing."
"Why isn't it a good thing? Mom, it makes a gurgling sound, my brother loves to hear it."
"He does love to hear it, hehe, what man doesn't like to hear that? You brat! So slutty, doesn't yours make a sound
?"
"Hehe, of course it makes a sound, Mom, it makes a sound, my brother likes it, so I like it."
"Ugh, you're so slutty, it's no wonder it makes a sound when you're being fucked, hehe!"
"Mom, this isn't being slutty, this is love. I love my brother, I swore to him that I belong only to him,
everything I have is his."
"Alright, alright, stop being so horny." You could hear the jealousy in Mom's words. To be honest, I was really
worried that Mom would be unhappy, after all, Mom is the most important person in my heart.
"Mom, you won't blame me, will you?" My sister could obviously tell from my voice.
"Why would Mom blame you? It was consensual between you and your brother, I don't want to interfere and I can't. Besides, am I
not his mother too?"
"Mom, I know, you've had it tough too. I know about Dad's illness, he can't have sex. You're still young."
"Heh heh, silly girl, you're so perceptive. Actually, your dad could have done it when he was young."
"Really?" My sister became interested.
"Of course it's true, otherwise where would you and your brother have gotten together?"
"That's true, Mom, you're so great."
"What's all this talk about being great or not? It was just like that. Life wasn't easy back then. After dinner, there was nothing
to do, and your dad would do it every few days. Mom didn't care. What wife wouldn't let her have sex? You
've been through this, what man doesn't like sex?"
"Mom, what happened next?"
"Chichi, what happened next? It just stayed like that. Your dad's only stopped working in the last three or five years. At first,
Mom still let him, but later he really couldn't. After one time, he wouldn't recover for a week. Mom tried to persuade him,
saying it wasn't that she wouldn't let him have sex, but that his body wasn't suitable for it anymore. Your dad was very upset, but there was nothing she could do. He
stopped completely two years ago."
"Chichi, Mom, you and your brother have been together for two years, right?"
"Chichi, Mom knew you'd ask this. I'll never forget it. It was
the day your brother turned sixteen the year before last."
"That was almost two years ago. In two months, your brother will be eighteen. Mom, how did you and your brother... Chichi
... who initiated it?"
"You silly girl, knowing full well what was going on, why did I take the initiative? Sigh, it's true, I don't know if it was
because of your dad's illness or what, I was in a bad mood that day, drank two beers and fell into a deep sleep. By the time I woke up,
it was too late." "
And then, Mom?"
"And then? That's how it happened. I slapped him hard twice, and he behaved. But
what else could I do? If this got out, your brother and I wouldn't be able to live. Family scandals shouldn't be aired in public. I hardened my heart and decided to
let things take their course. A few days later, I forgave him... ugh... I didn't expect him to turn
pale and hard again that night. My heart softened and I..."
"Mom, I don't think you did anything wrong."
"Silly girl, I was wrong, but it's too late to say anything now. I just wanted to... ugh... that silly
boy gave himself to me like that the first time. He didn't even know what he was doing while I was asleep."
"Yeah, Mom, maybe your brother didn't even get it in."
"How could it not go in? As a woman, can't we feel whether it went in or not? Besides, I have his stuff inside me
!"
"Eat, eat, Mom, he's so easygoing. What
if I get pregnant?" "He doesn't know anything! He's still the same."
"Mom, men just want pleasure!"
"Pleasure doesn't mean reckless actions. I've been very careful, almost two years and nothing's happened!"
"Mom, didn't you get an IUD? "
"After getting the IUD, 　　I'll take medication too, just 　　in case! You have to be careful too 　　. "
"Don't worry, Mom,"
********** 　　... This Saturday, just like tonight, I not only pretended to be asleep, 　　but even snored for a little while. 　　I was waiting, and it felt like I waited for ages. Just when I was really about to fall asleep, I heard Mom pull the bed curtains 　　. 　　"No need to pull them, it's so hot in the summer," Dad said. 　　"How can I not pull them? If you're hot, don't play," Mom said softly. 　　"Okay, pull them, pull them," Dad quickly said in a humble voice. "Screech—" "Thud!" That was the sound of Mom's slippers falling to the floor. Only then did I dare to open my eyes and stare at 　　the pink curtains trembling 　　less than two meters from my bed . 　　"Go away! What's the rush! Eating—shameless! You're so old and still eating—" Mom's voice was very soft, 　　but it didn't escape my ears. 　　"Mmm—sizzle!—pop!—" That was the sound Dad made, just like 　　the sound I make when I suck on an ice pop. 　　"Oh! You again—be gentle—why do you always have to—aren't you ever bothered—" 　　"Not at all!" Dad's voice was muffled: "Not at all—" 　　"Alright!—Alright—you're not in a hurry anymore, are you?—Hurry up—we have to get up early tomorrow 　　to cook for the kids." 　　"Coming! Coming!—from the front or from the back?" " 　　From the front." 　　"Okay." 　　"Gently! Gently!—Oh—" 　　"Ah!—That feels so good!—" Dad's moans were filled with the pleasure I longed for. 　　"Keep it down!" Mom whispered. 　　"It's okay! I'm asleep, ah!—" 　　"What are you yelling about! Can't you just bear with it a little?" 　　"You don't understand, it feels so good, honey. I work hard outside all day just to come back and get some good things from you, to have 　　a pussy to fuck, to let me fuck your little pussy properly." 　　"Ugh! I'm your wife, it's not like I won't let you fuck me. You men, you become so pathetic once you get into bed!" 　　"Fuck, honey, it's all for your pussy! This is what they call working hard for fucking, dying for fucking, busy for fucking your whole life. 　　Honey, I'm so glad I found a wife like you to fuck, I'd die happy." 　　Dad was right. So far, I really haven't found a woman my age who's prettier than Mom 　　. She's fair-skinned, and her figure is amazing. Men always turn their heads when Mom goes out, and women admire her, but more than that, they 　　're jealous. A TV station once came to talk to Mom about shooting an underwear commercial. Although Mom refused because she was afraid of showing her body, it 　　undoubtedly proves that Mom is indeed a great beauty. 　　Even my sister and I benefited from Mom's fame. Not to mention me, my sister is the famous number one beauty at the city's top high school. 　　"What you're saying—it's like other people's wives aren't short—and they're all the same! 　　As long as it feels good, that's all that matters." "No, wives aren't all the same. Can Xi Shi and Dong Shi be compared?" 　　"Fine, I can't argue with you. If you like fucking—fuck me then." 　　"Ah—wife, every fuck is so good. If my dick could stay in this cunt all year round at the same temperature, 　　I'd be dying of pleasure." 　　"Easy—you think so? Has your dick been short of time? Is fucking this cunt really that good? I don't understand you men."

"Fuck, fuck, you'd even rape a woman for the sake of fucking."
"Good, great."
You've had enough, haven't you? I've put up with you for almost twenty years. "
Wife, I still have to fuck you for another twenty years."
"Come on, I'll be sixty in twenty years, you want to fuck me to death?"
"No problem, wife, with your body you can be seventy, ah—so good!"
"Really? A man can still do it at sixty? Hehe—"
"Of course, haven't you heard of eating chicken necks and fucking wives?"
"Hehe—you men are all the same, even if we women can, can you men
still do it at that age?"
"Why not? Haha, yesterday I went home to see my parents, I didn't knock, I just walked in and called out, guess what?
My mom came out disheveled, her face as red as hell."
"My God! No way, your dad's so old and still likes this, can he do it?"
"Then what do you think happened? My parents must have fucked."
"Hehe—I don't believe it, maybe you made them wet before they even fucked them."
"Haha, that's possible. Come to think of it, my mom doesn't look like she's over sixty at all."
"Eat—what—do you want to fuck your mom?"
"Hehe, to be honest, when I was young, I didn't like my mom. If my mom told me to fuck her, I would." "
See? No wonder the way your mom looks at you is weird. Maybe she's already let you fuck her.
Tell me the truth!" When Mom said that, I really remembered seeing Dad touching my breasts and buttocks once. I was only nine years old then.
"No, wife, don't think nonsense. I think the way your dad looks at you is weird too. Did
your dad fuck you too?"
"Wang Delin, you! Get down here!"
"Oh, wife, I'm just joking!" "What are you
joking about? You're the only one who's ever fucked my pussy! I was still a virgin when I was with you!" Mom got angry and started talking
about her pussy.
"Yes, yes! Wife, I'm the one who deflowered your pussy. It's so good, how could I bear to let anyone else
fuck it? When your pussy clenches, my soul almost flies away."
"Eek—you're so annoying!—be gentle!"
"Okay, okay, be gentle." —"Wife, what if one day I can't do it anymore?"
"Then I'll let someone else fuck me—eek—"
"That won't do!"
"I was just joking, husband, don't worry, if you can't do it anymore, I'll sew your pussy shut." "
That still won't do, I told you your pussy is so good, it would be such a waste to sew it shut."
"Eek—what then? Don't even mention it—I feel disgusted just seeing those men's lecherous eyes."
"Hehe, wife, I'll find you someone!"
"You're so annoying, you make it sound so real, who?"
"Far away yet right in front of you!"
"Who?" My heart pounded when Mom asked that. Sure enough, Dad said, "Your son."
"Wang Delin, you're at it again!
" "Just kidding, just kidding."
"Ugh—hurry up and fuck me!"
"Don't rush me, don't rush me, I'm about to cum."
"Sizzle—sizzle—" I heard that sound of sucking on an ice pop again, but I'm sure this wasn't
the sound of a mouth. "
Wife, your pussy is still so wet!"
"You know that, yet you still fuck me so hard, aren't you afraid our son will hear?"
"It feels so good to fuck you like this—ah—"
"Don't pull all the way in, if you move back and forth, it won't make a sound."
"I know that, but I can't help it, it feels so good—besides, you haven't orgasmed yet."
"What orgasm or not, as long as you feel good, hurry up, I haven't taken my pills yet."
"It's okay, I'll take them after I'm done, it's the same."
"Sizzle—pop—sizzle—pop—"
"Ah!—ah!—ah!—" I heard Dad's trembling moans. —After a while, I
saw Mom stick her head out of the curtain and look in my direction. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep again.
Mom got out of bed and quietly dragged a basin of water out from under the bed. She then picked up the thermos next to her, weighed it in her hand
, and poured some hot water into the basin.
In the dim moonlight, I saw Mom squatting over the basin with her bare, smooth white buttocks, splashing
water between her legs with her hand. I thought to myself, "Mom, the water isn't cold, is it? That thermos was empty, but I filled it up on purpose
because I was afraid the cold water would upset you, Mom. I love you more than Dad does." As I thought this, Mom got back into bed and pulled the curtain closed tightly
.
I heard Dad talking again.
"Think about what I'm about to say."
"What is it?"
"It's about your son."
"Okay! Sleep in a little longer tomorrow, it's Sunday. Go to your work. When you leave, call your son
over. I'll let him fuck you. Aren't you jealous? I want to see if your son's little dick can fuck my cunt."
I can do it, Mom, I can do it, I shouted in my heart.
"Little dick! You think I don't know, but I do?"
"What now?"
"What? I was taking a shower with him the day before yesterday, and his dick is just as big as mine." "
Really? He's only seventeen." "
Fuck, you'll see if you wipe it, I guarantee your cunt will be full."
"Fuck, I'll wipe it then. Even if he's bigger than you, I'm not afraid. You go to work overtime, and don't come back tonight.
It's no use coming back. As soon as you leave, I'll let my son fuck me. I'll sleep with my son tonight and let him
fuck me in front of you, not you."
"Haha, don't worry, when I was young, I never fucked you six times in one night. My son is fine too. It's
settled."
"Settled my ass!"
"You're angry again! I'm not talking to you anymore."
"You son of a bitch, you're done fucking, aren't you! What a piece of trash! Let me tell you, if my son likes me,
maybe one day I'll actually let him fuck me. Then, if you want to fuck me, you'll have to ask my son for permission
!"
"I have plenty!"
"Fine, starting tomorrow, don't touch me again! Go home and fuck your mother's old cunt!"
"None of your business!"
At this point, I felt I should speak up; it was so loud, if I pretended not to hear, I'd give myself away: "Mom!
What are you two arguing about!"
"Nothing, son, go to sleep. What's wrong!" The last part was directed at Dad.
Mom put on her pajamas, got out of bed, and came over, lying down next to me: "Mom will sleep with you tonight, go to sleep,
sweetie!" I was extremely excited.
"It would be best if we could do something!" Dad called out again, and somehow he got up too. He put on his clothes, looking
like he was about to leave.
"I'll do it! Sweetie." Mom was always very gentle when she spoke to me: "Go to sleep!"
"Dad, where are you going?"
"I'm going to your grandma's house." Dad said irritably, opening the door and leaving.
"Don't come back! Son, let's go sleep in the big bed!" Mom pulled me up, and I was overjoyed
. My mom's crying in the middle of the night was really bothering me. She was clearly still thinking about my dad, which really upset me. Even though she was holding me, her
heart wasn't with me.
At that moment, I almost told her about my dad touching my breasts and buttocks, but maybe it was too late, and I drifted off
to sleep.
[The End
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