[The Privacy Behind Happy Families] (05) [Author: Flame9]

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The 　　sudden excitement left me somewhat bewildered, worried that it was all fake. I continued sucking 　　and kneading my other breast. 　　The nipple in my mouth was already noticeably hard and erect. Below, my 　　penis naturally pressed against my mother's thighs. Although her legs were closed, I continued to thrust against her vulva. This was entirely a 　　technique I had learned after watching my grandfather and mother have sex. I heard my mother's moans; though 　　not loud, just intermittent soft moans, they sounded like heavenly music to me. After 　　a while, I didn't know how to continue, imagining how my grandfather had done it… 　　and I moved upwards … I was searching for my mother's lips, lying on top of her. My hard penis 　　pressed between her legs. I found her lips instantly and kissed her. She tried to pull away, 　　saying intermittently, "Don't do this. I let you touch my breasts because you like them. Don't kiss me. 　　Once we kiss, it's wrong." I ignored her words and relentlessly pursued her lips 　　. She was pinned beneath me and couldn't escape. Finally, after my persistent pursuit, I kissed her 　　lips. She didn't French kiss me, but I continued to knead her breasts and kiss her haphazardly. Eventually, she 　　gave in, panting, and began to French kiss me. 　　While I kissed her, one hand reached out... I reached for my mother's underwear and tried to pull it off. She 　　struggled, resisting my touch and shaking her head to avoid my kisses, saying not to 　　do this, that it would be incest. She said, "If others find out, how can I live?" I remained silent, just 　　pulling at her underwear. In my mind, I thought… 　　You've already slept with Grandpa, and now you're telling me it's incest? How could I believe you? I know incest is 　　wrong. It's unacceptable. But wasn't Grandpa and you committing incest? Finally, despite my mother's struggles, I managed to 　　pull off her underwear. She cried, saying, "If I'd known you wouldn't listen to me, I wouldn't have 　　let you touch my breasts." 　　I didn't speak, just continued massaging her breasts while… While suckling at my mother's nipple, my other 　　hand was already reaching for her vulva. As mentioned before, because my grandmother was a doctor and our family had a lot of medical 　　knowledge, the pictures and descriptions of the female reproductive system in the books about female anatomy already included descriptions and images. 　　I naturally knew where the clitoris was and where the vagina was. 　　My fingers had already touched my mother's clitoris, and I noticed that it was already erect, a hard 　　pimple. I knew this was female erection, meaning that when a woman's clitoris is fully erect 　　, it means she is ready for sex or wants to have sex. 　　Although my mother's hands were pulling at me, how could she possibly break free? My fingers then 　　slipped into my mother's vagina, and I felt... My mother's vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. My 　　palms were covered in it. I pulled down my underwear, and my hard penis rubbed against my mother's legs. 　　I noticed that she was burning hot all over, and just like me, she was soaking wet. 　　It was sweat from struggling. I silently did what I wanted to do. My mother's legs were still 　　tightly closed, even though I had already taken off her underwear. I kissed my mother's lips while one 　　hand kneaded her breasts. I forcefully squeezed between her legs, my penis already touching her vulva 　　. Suddenly, my mother stopped struggling with me, but avoided my lips and said, "If you really want to do it, then take it slow 　　. I know yours is big, don't be too rough." "Mom can't stand it." 　　Hearing Mom say that, I relaxed, but my heart was pounding with excitement. Then 　　Mom asked me, "Have you done this before?" I said in a hoarse voice, "I've never had sex." Mom said softly, " 　　If you do, it's incest. Do you know that? If outsiders find out, it's unforgivable." At that moment 　　, I couldn't listen to her words anymore. I just firmly said, "I won't let anyone know about this, and 　　I want to love Mom for the rest of my life. 　　I'll never get married; I'll spend my whole life with Mom." Mom chuckled softly when she heard what I said and 　　said, "How can that be?" I continued to massage Mom's breasts and nipples, my penis pressing against her vagina 　　. I replied, "How can that be?" At that moment, I could still feel the wet liquid on 　　the glans of my penis, slippery. Then, my mother's hand reached down and grabbed my penis. I was incredibly excited 　　; I knew what my mother was going to do. 　　I had seen it before: whenever my grandfather penetrated my mother's vagina, he would hold his penis with his hand 　　. My mother held my penis and gently rubbed it against her vaginal opening, saying, "Son, 　　I've seen your penis before; it's very big. Women can't handle it. Remember, if you have sex with your girlfriend in the future, don't be too rough. 　　Girls will get hurt." I agreed, feeling my mother's hand rubbing my penis against 　　the entrance of her vagina. Slowly, I felt my penis enter a small hole, the glans feeling like it was being tightly gripped. As I 　　pulled the covers in, Mom let out a hissing moan; the little hole was very hot. I then pushed harder, 　　and Mom pushed against my chest with one hand, whispering, "Go in slowly, Mom can't take your cock, it's too 　　big." I used my strength little by little, and finally, I was completely inside a hot hole. 　　Only a large part of my cock was still sticking out. Mom moaned, "It's all the way in." Mom 　　said, "Move slowly, don't push in too hard, Mom can't take it." I started to slowly thrust in and out. To be honest 　　, the first time was really exciting, but the feeling wasn't very strong; I was just too excited to remember anything. I 　　thrust continuously. With each thrust, Mom would pull back. After a dozen or so thrusts, I couldn't help but...

I ejaculated.
My mother just held me tightly. After ejaculating, I calmed down. A sense of guilt arose; I felt
I had let my mother down. But I also felt reluctant to let go of this feeling; the pleasure of intercourse is indescribable
. At the moment of ejaculation, my mind went blank.
At that moment, my mother just calmly held me, and I remained on top of her, her legs still
spread apart. I whispered "I'm sorry" in her ear, but she didn't say anything. She just
gently stroked my back. I felt that my mother didn't blame me for what I had done to her, so I found her
lips and slowly kissed her. My mother also kissed me back.
Our tongues gently intertwined in our mouths. One of my hands caressed my
mother's breasts, my fingertips gently twisting her nipples, which remained erect. Then my mother separated our intertwined
tongues, looked at me, and said, "Since you've already done this..." Mom won't blame you. You're my son, and your happiness
makes Mom happy.
But you mustn't let anyone know about this. If anyone finds out, Mom will have no face to live with. Looking
into Mom's eyes, what I was thinking was, "Aren't you afraid people will find out you're having sex with Grandpa?" I
could only think that to myself; I wouldn't tell Mom about having sex with Grandpa right now.
With each caress, my penis got hard again, and Mom felt it. Looking at me, she said, "Don't
do it anymore. Doing it continuously is bad for your health." I didn't know if Mom had an orgasm during the previous intercourse, but
I could feel a lot of vaginal fluid flowing out of her vagina. Somewhat unwillingly, I said to Mom, "I
want to do it again..."
Mom looked at me without saying anything. But one hand was already down there, guiding my penis. Having had
the experience the first time, I naturally knew how to cooperate with Mom. My penis was inserted into Mom's vagina again
, and it felt slippery with the semen I had just ejaculated. It went all the way to the bottom of her vagina in one go. I knew
the length of my penis. "I can't go in any further," Mom whispered, backing away. "Don't use too much
force, your penis is too long and thick." "Mom can't take it," I replied, "Mom, I don't feel very comfortable.
There's too much outside." Mom didn't speak, and I started thrusting my penis in and out.
Because my first ejaculation was quick, this time I finally felt the pleasure of fucking. At first, I
thrust quickly, but Mom told me not to go too fast at first, to thrust slowly. Otherwise, Mom would feel uncomfortable down there. I
listened to Mom's instructions and started thrusting. With each thrust, Mom began to moan. I
kissed Mom's lips as I thrust, our tongues intertwining, one hand constantly kneading her breasts and nipples.
Mom's moans grew louder without me realizing it, and I felt
the pleasure of my penis being tightly wrapped inside Mom's vagina. Each thrust went all the way in, and Mom naturally
moaned as she tried to avoid me. The second time, I lasted a while. With Mom's continuous moans, she eventually stopped
resisting and began to respond to my thrusts, her whole body trembling. When her body suddenly stiffened, I felt
her vagina twitch, accompanied by spurts of hot fluid spraying onto my penis.
I couldn't control myself and ejaculated again. After the second time, the awkwardness lessened. I
got off Mom and lay down beside her, one hand still
caressing her breast. Mom then got up and took some toilet paper to clean my penis and her vagina. After wiping, she lay down next to me.
I hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Mom, were you satisfied?" I sensed
she was a little embarrassed, her voice hesitant.
But she still told me it was very good, and emphasized again that I must keep it a secret. I had already done it
twice, so naturally I had to agree to what she said. I whispered again, "
What if I want to do it again?" My mother said she would agree to this if I were here, but I shouldn't
do it again when we go home. How could I face people if she found out? I agreed, but naturally, I had my own thoughts.
The matter was temporarily forgotten, and the next morning I had sex with my mother again. Having already eaten, I
couldn't give up on sex. My mother wasn't too shy and naturally gave me a morning round, even
better than the night before, because I lasted longer.
After breakfast, I rushed to school, but I really couldn't concentrate on studying that day. My mind was filled with my mother
's body. Because it was bright in the morning, I carefully observed my mother's body during sex. Speaking of which, my mother
really didn't look like a woman in her forties; her body was in really good condition. Her breasts hadn't sagged much, and
her nipples were still like a virgin's, very small. Her slightly protruding abdomen, and her fair and delicate skin made me want to
kiss it constantly. Although I hadn't looked closely at my mother's labia,
I had seen them before, and although not very clearly, I knew they were very beautiful. When I got home that evening, Mom
had already prepared dinner and was waiting for me to eat. After eating, I hugged and kissed Mom for a while. Mom said
, "Let's go for a walk. It's not good for your health to stay still right after eating." I naturally agreed
, and we walked around for a bit. Then I urged Mom to hurry back. Mom knew exactly
why I was in such a rush.
She glared at me before slowly walking back. Once inside and the door was closed, I immediately hugged
Mom and started French kissing her. Mom pushed me away, saying, "Can't you wait a bit?
Why are you in such a hurry?" I then let go of her. It slowly got dark, and Mom started boiling water to prepare for washing up. I knew
what she was going to do.
Once the water was hot, without waiting for Mom to wash up, I rushed to the bathroom to wash myself up, and
went to bed without even putting on my underwear. Mom glared at me when she saw me like that, saying, "
You have to be careful at home next time. If you keep doing this, someone will definitely find out. How can I face
them then?"
I quickly promised to be more careful in the future. Mom went to the bathroom to wash up, and I lay in bed thinking...
How could I get Mom to give me oral sex while she was giving Grandpa oral sex? While I was racking my brains for ideas, Mom
finished washing up, turned off the light, and got into bed. As soon as she lay down beside me, my hand reached for her body. But Mom was only
wearing a tank top and underwear. Somewhat dissatisfied, I started trying to take off her tank top and underwear. Mom tried to
stop me, saying, "What else do you want to do?" I said I wanted to do it again…
but Mom replied, "No, you've already done it several times. Your health is important. We won't do it tonight." Then she
lay down, but my hand was still kneading Mom's breasts. No matter what I did, Mom wouldn't agree
, and finally, after some struggle, we fell asleep. Because of the continuous activity last night and this morning, I quickly fell asleep too.
When I opened my eyes, Mom was no longer in bed. I heard sounds from the kitchen, knowing Mom was making me breakfast
. I had to get up to wash up; I had to go to school. After breakfast, before leaving, I hugged Mom and
we French kissed for a while before I ran away.
When I got home that night, despite my mother's objections, I insisted and we had sex again
. Afterwards, my mother told me she was going home the day after tomorrow. Hearing this, I really didn't want her to go
home, because with her here, I could have sex with her as I pleased. Having just tasted the pleasure of sex, how could I bear to
let her go? The next day came quickly, and when my mother left, she specifically told me not to give anything
away, otherwise I wouldn't be able to face anyone. My mother left, and I went back to living a single life.
At that time, I was quite capable; I could live independently. Only two weeks passed
, and my mother soon came to the provincial capital again. This gave me a huge surprise. My mother told me it was still work-related, and
she came to see me. I was indescribably excited, hugging my mother and kissing her incessantly, our
tongues intertwining.
We both felt a great sense of surprise and joy. As night fell, after quickly washing up, Mom and I
went to bed one after the other. Mom took off her vest and underwear at the edge of the bed. I was already naked and waiting on the bed. I pulled Mom
close, and we started kissing and massaging her breasts and nipples. Mom's nipples were already very hard
.
My hand also touched a lot of her vaginal fluid. Without much foreplay, I climbed
on top of Mom, spread her legs, and my hard penis was already close to her vaginal opening. Mom also used one
hand to stroke my penis while pulling it into her vagina. There were no other movements, just
me thrusting in and out. Mom started moaning, and with each continuous thrust, her moans
grew louder, and her body radiated heat.
As I thrust in and out, I lifted my mother's legs, hoisting them onto my shoulders. Each thrust
elicited a muffled groan from her, as she pushed me away with her hands. Because my penis
was so large, she enjoyed my ministrations while simultaneously enduring the discomfort of my excessively long penis penetrating her deeply.
Soon, her body stiffened; I knew she had orgasmed. Then, with rapid thrusting, I
ejaculated a large amount of semen into her vagina.
My mother was covered in sweat, and so was I. I timed it; this time, our intercourse lasted only about
ten minutes. It wasn't long, but perhaps because we had been separated for two weeks, we both wanted to have sex ,
so we orgasmed quickly. Afterward, I clung to my mother, constantly sucking on her nipples.
My tongue licked her nipples incessantly, and she held me close, letting out a
moan with each stroke. As I continued, my penis hardened again, but my mother stopped me, saying, "Let's not do it now."
Let's rest for a while. I had no choice but to give up. I hugged my mother, but my hands weren't idle; they kept caressing her breasts.
Sometimes I even kissed her lips.
I also felt that since I had sex with my mother, she sometimes didn't act like a mother. I was a little
confused because I'd never had a girlfriend, and I didn't know if having a girlfriend would be the same as having a mother. Finally, after my repeated
requests, I inserted my penis into my mother's vagina again. As the number of times increased, the sex with my mother became more
harmonious, and the time lasted longer and longer. The next day was Sunday, so I got up very late.
I wanted to have sex early in the morning, but my mother stopped me. Because my mother was already up preparing breakfast, I
didn't ask again. After breakfast, my mother suggested that I go shopping with her. After all, it was the provincial capital, which was
much more prosperous than the city where I lived, and the goods were more varied. We shopped for most of the day before returning. My mother bought a lot of things
. As mentioned before, my family was very wealthy in that era.
We ate lunch and dinner out. Maybe it was because I was young, but as soon as I entered the house, I hugged my mother and asked for a kiss . She kissed
me back and then pushed me away, saying, "Rest for a while, Mom is too tired." I had no choice but to give up.
After my mother finished her simple washing up, I followed her to the bathroom, and we lay down on the bed to rest and chat. My hands were constantly
caressing and kneading my mother's breasts. My mother said, "Sleep for a while." Shopping is tiring, and I was just
as tired. I fell asleep quickly.
But I woke up after only a little over an hour. To be honest, it wasn't that I didn't want to sleep, but I had a mental block, thinking
about having sex with my mother, so naturally I couldn't sleep well. When I woke up, I saw that my mother was sleeping soundly. I got up and began to gently
undress my mother. Because we had sex and it was a rented house, my mother wasn't wearing much—just
a vest, no bra, probably so I could touch her breasts.
Below that was a pair of briefs, but women's underwear back then wasn't as fancy as it is now
. It was just a pair of briefs. And they were quite loose. I pulled aside one side of my mother's underwear,
and all of her pubic hair was exposed. I then pulled the underwear down further, and my mother, who seemed to be half asleep,
cooperated by lifting herself up so that it would be easier for me to take off her underwear.

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