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【The Blissful Sexual Days of a Young Man (An Incestuous Past)】 (03) 【Author: Let's Play】 

Author: Let's Play
Word Count: 3478
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the moment I realized my mother needed to use the restroom, my actions were completely irrational; I ran wildly, as if possessed. After
climbing a large tree and catching my breath, I suddenly realized the woman I was trying to spy on was my mother. Yes! That's my mother
! How could I do such a thing? I questioned myself.
Just then, my mother's figure appeared on the path in the distance. Watching her light steps in her dress,
I involuntarily jumped down from the tree and walked towards the restroom wall. My heart pounded, my legs felt like lead, each step heavy
, and I was torn between two conflicting emotions.
Mother, she's my mother, I can't do this. No, a woman, she's a woman, she has a vagina,
the vagina I long for. No, she's my mother, my loving mother, I can't spy on her. Mom. Woman, she's a woman
, many men have spied on her, why can't I? Yes, she's a woman, she has a beautiful pussy,
a pussy that's incredibly alluring to me. Woman, pussy, woman, pussy, woman, pussy.
My eyes were close to the crack in the wall, my penis began to harden, I pulled down my shorts and released my penis, waiting to spy on
the woman about to enter the women's restroom. The clatter of high heels was getting closer and closer, my heart
pounded with hers. My penis was pointing upwards, the glans secreting fluid in preparation for intercourse.
The clatter of high heels entered the women's restroom, my heart tightened, my eyes were fixed on her footsteps,
the moment she stepped onto the squat toilet, I moved quickly to the hole in the wall opposite her. Separated by a wall, her beautiful legs were spread apart, my gaze
followed the lifted... The skirt rode up, passing over her sexy legs clad in long stockings, revealing the white
panties that had once captivated me. Her legs were slightly bent, her beautiful buttocks alluringly arched back, and a pair of slender, jade-like hands hooked the elastic band of her panties
, pulling them down to reveal her round, snow-white buttocks. She squatted down, her legs bent and spread apart.
Instantly, my head buzzed. A pussy, such a beautiful, so alluring pussy. A few dark, curly pubic
hairs clung to her snow-white vulva, her full labia majora parted slightly, revealing pink flesh, while the delicate
labia minora clung shyly inside, the clitoris peeking out from its tender bud. My penis throbbed violently against her, yearning to penetrate her
. I gently stroked it with my hand, simulating the motion of penetration.
Clear fluid sprayed from between her labia minora, a few pubic hairs being splashed up by the water. Pussy The slit contracted intermittently,
arousing my penis. The gushing water gradually curved downwards, its force weakening into a trickle flowing down the slit
, past the pink anus, and dripping from the tip of the buttocks. The slit contracted and squeezed, then relaxed.
The washed flesh of the slit was even more vibrant and tender. The slit opened and closed as if panting, the small and exquisite vaginal opening slightly open and
closed.
My glans aimed at the vaginal opening, my body thrusting, rapidly stroking my penis, the lust for intercourse
causing my semen to spurt out uncontrollably in gushes. I had completed my first spiritual sexual intercourse with my mother.
From then on, sexual desire completely stimulated my primal animalistic nature. To me, my mother, aunt, cousins,
and other relatives were all the same woman. All I saw were their vaginas,
tools for venting my lust. Okay! I admit I became a complete beast in human clothing.
Looking back, if my mother hadn't been so young and beautiful, if she hadn't inadvertently seduced my classmate that time,
would I have spied on her? And if I hadn't spied on her, none of those subsequent illicit affairs would have happened.
Once there was a first time, there was a second. I spied on my mother again and again, sometimes alone, sometimes with
classmates. Of course, sometimes other voyeurs beat me to it, which made me furious. However, I had
an advantage others didn't: I could always observe my mother's every move, and if I sensed she might need to use the restroom, I
could act immediately. So, compared to others, I spied on my mother less often. The number needs to be much higher. You need to understand that beautiful women are a minority,
and they are men's ideal sexual partners.
Those who haven't voyeurized might not understand, so let me explain. From the moment you reach the outside of the women's restroom, your libido
level is five. When you climb a tree and see the figure and appearance of a woman approaching from afar, the more beautiful she is
, the higher the level; the uglier she is, the lower the level. Seeing an ugly woman will instantly make your penis impotent.
If you're lucky enough to encounter a goddess like your mother, your libido level will instantly skyrocket to ten. When you
see a vagina, some women with average looks but beautiful vaginas will rapidly increase your
libido, while beautiful women with ugly vaginas will decrease it. If it's a beautiful woman with a beautiful vagina, you need to try your best not to ejaculate. And
you will be attracted to beautiful women... The image of her beautiful vagina is particularly vivid; seeing her figure always brings her vagina to mind. I once
discovered that a peeping tom would ejaculate as soon as he saw my mother approaching.
About two or three months after my first attempt to peep at my mother, it was another morning. School had already started, and
my peeping time had drastically decreased. I was at school during the day and doing homework at night, so I could only peep in the mornings and for an
hour or two after school, and on weekends. The rest of the time, I had to skip school.
That morning, I went for a run again, and my mother was happy that I had developed a good habit of exercising. Alas! Little
did she know that my morning run was actually a way to peep into the girls' restroom, and that exercising was actually exercising my penis. That day, I was the only one peeping
; usually, the other peeping toms hadn't arrived yet in the morning. Sometimes my two classmates would get up... Not coming to bed,
leaving me to hog the women's restroom all to myself.
Just a short while later, a newlywed neighbor came in to use the restroom. How could I miss such a new pussy? The bride
was even wearing a red floral cheongsam and red high heels—lucky me, hehe. After she squatted down, her pussy
was still very pink and tender—a top-quality pussy. The groom was blessed. From then on, the women's restroom had another
beautiful pussy, and the voyeurs were also in for a treat.
Strangely, the bride didn't urinate; her pussy just kept contracting, and she bounced
her snow-white buttocks up and down. After a while, thick, white discharge squeezed out from her closed pussy, hanging there
and refusing to drip. Then, something that made my nose bleed happened. The bride looked down at her pussy...
She used her fingers to press down on her labia majora and spread her vulva open.
My heart immediately raced; the sight was too erotic. She wiped away the sticky white discharge hanging from her vulva with toilet paper,
her pink vulva bulging outwards, the opening revealing the tender, writhing flesh inside. At this sight, I finally
couldn't hold back and ejaculated. As I ejaculated, a large amount of semen flowed from her vulva.
The groom was amazing; I wondered how many times he had fucked her that night. After cleaning, a stream of clear fluid gushed from her urethra, washing over
her vulva. Then her pink anus contracted twice and bulged; she was about to have her big period. This
new little vulva was going to give me a good visual feast.
Just then, another pair of high heels entered the bathroom—it was my mother. She greeted the bride and squatted down
next to her. My mother's vulva was my favorite; I had an inexplicable feeling towards it. When others
peek at my mother's vagina, I feel a pang of jealousy. Their ejaculation in front of her makes me feel even
worse. But I don't feel that way about other vaginas.
And no matter how many women are around, as long as my mother is there, I'll focus solely on watching her vagina and masturbate until I enter
a state of blissful oblivion, my glans thrusting deep into her vagina until I ejaculate. Sometimes I
ejaculate with other vaginas, sometimes I watch many without ejaculating. But as soon as I see my mother's vagina, I immediately enter
a state of sexual arousal, ejaculating every time.
When I see my mother, I move without hesitation directly towards her vulva. When she squats down, revealing her vagina, my
penis, which had just ejaculated, becomes uncontrollably erect again, staring intently at her vulva,
voyeuristically. My mother and the bride are chatting and laughing. But the conversation I overhear makes my heart tighten.
"Hey! Strange, what's going on with the wall under this toilet? Why are there so many gaps? Could some pervert be peeping
?" This is the bride asking my mother.
"You don't know, I've been like this since we moved here. We tried to patch it with cement many times,
but it would get chipped off before it dried. Sometimes I'd squat down and watch it fall off. I was so angry, yelling at them didn't help." It turned out
Mom had known all along that people were peeping into the women's restroom.
"How can there be so many perverts? There are such perverts back home too." It seemed the bride's vagina
had already been spied on by countless men. I wonder what the groom would think if he knew?
"It's infuriating, these filthy perverts!" Mom suddenly became very angry. "People peep into the restrooms at my workplace every day.
Let them see me getting married, but so many unmarried girls are just being exploited by these perverts."
Mom's workplace was a breeding ground for voyeurs. I suddenly realized that after I peeped on her and ejaculated in the morning
, countless men must have ejaculated in front of her during her work hours. A strange, inexplicable jealousy welled up inside me. Sigh! The beautiful woman's
vagina wasn't wasted.
"These perverts are really hateful. I wonder what kind of people they are?" The bride and mother resonated with each other
and started discussing it.
"Maybe some bachelors can't find wives. If they all had beautiful wives like you, they wouldn't be peeping,"
Mom praised the bride's beauty.
"What's so great about being pretty! These hooligans just stare at pretty girls. Sister-in-law, you're so pretty, you must encounter
this kind of thing often, right?" the bride asked.
"Sigh!" Mom sighed and replied, "There's nothing I can do. I'm numb to it. It's okay here, but in some
places these hooligans reach out and touch you, and you can't do anything about it. Before I got married, when I was at my parents' house, I caught
those hooligans and beat them up, I scolded them, but it didn't work at all." Hearing Mom's words, I remembered when I was little
, I went to my maternal grandmother's house, and my aunt cried and went home. So Mom had been touched too.
Hearing Mom's words, I was jealous of the men who touched Mom's vagina. But I also had the urge to touch her vagina
, to find a women's restroom where I could touch her vagina, and fantasies of touching Mom's vagina while masturbating floated into my mind.
I stared at Mom's vagina, stuck out my tongue and made kissing, licking, and sucking motions on Mom's vaginal flesh, while one
hand made the motions of touching and stimulating her vagina. My penis was frantically stroking against my mother's vagina, the urge to ejaculate uncontrollably strong
.
"Who? Who is it? Sister-in-law, it seems someone's outside the toilet." Overwhelmed with excitement,
the bride heard the sounds of me kissing and licking her vagina.
My mother sexyly raised her buttocks slightly, looking down at the hole in the wall. I don't know where I got the courage, but I suddenly
stood up, inserted my glans into the hole, and ejaculated onto my mother.
Screams and curses came from the toilet. Through the crack in the wall above, I saw the bride hurriedly wiping her buttocks and standing up
. My mother was half-squatting, her sexy buttocks high in the air, still looking down at my ejaculated penis, scolding:
"You filthy pervert, what are you looking at? Go home and look at your mother, shameless!" Ah! Mother, I was looking at you!
After my pleasure, I pulled up my pants and ran to school. This experience taught me that my mother's workplace was a place where
I could peep, and a treasure trove where I could touch her vagina. Besides, beautiful women who are often spied on don't really care about being
spied on.

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