Mother and child in the jungle

(I)
A small plane, billowing thick smoke, struggled toward the ground. On board were a man and a woman. The man was struggling to control the plane while shouting to the woman in the co-pilot's seat: "Jump! Hurry! ... Hurry! ... It's out of control!..."
The woman was terrified, tears streaming down her face. "No... there's only... one... parachute..." The man pulled the nose of the plane upward with all his might. The plane's engine emitted a piercing scream as it struggled to rise slightly. Taking advantage of this opening, the man skillfully strapped the parachute behind the co-pilot's seat to the woman, opened the cabin door, and pushed her out with one hand. "Xianglan, take care..."
The plane struggled a few times at the man's shouts, then plunged downward again, drawing a black line across the sky before finally crashing in the distance. The woman, gazing at the thick smoke rising on the horizon, let out a heart-wrenching scream before fainting. A parachute carrying the unconscious woman drifted slowly in the wind, the ground stretching to the endless primeval jungle…
Eighteen years later…
In a clearing deep within the dim jungle, a thatched hut stood. From the hut emerged a woman dressed in animal skins—Xianglan, who had parachuted to safety eighteen years prior. After the jump, the dense jungle blocked out her chance of rescue, but driven by a will to survive, she tenaciously lived, even giving birth to her son (she was three months pregnant at the time of the jump). Eighteen years of living in the jungle had transformed her into a resolute and courageous woman.
Xianglan stepped out of the hut and followed a path to a small pond. “Siqiang, time to eat!”
she called to the boy in the pond.
“Okay, Mom,”
the boy stood up from the water and walked naked. Seventeen years old, his childhood in the jungle had given him a strong, muscular physique, and a childlike smile still lingered on his handsome face. Water dripped from him. “Hey! Watch out!” he shouted, splashing water forcefully at Xianglan. In that instant, Xianglan froze. She felt as if she were standing on the beach, a boy laughing and splashing water at her. Her heart pounded.
“Splash!” Cool water hit her face, jolting her awake. “Siqiang!” she snapped. The boy immediately stopped smiling and walked to the shore. “Mom, I’m sorry, I was just playing around…”
“Why do you always…” Xianglan then noticed her son standing naked before her, water droplets dripping from his muscular body, an uneasy look on his sharply defined face. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat again. She quickly turned away. “Never mind, let’s get dressed and go home.” With that, she hurriedly walked back. Siqiang quickly put on his leather shorts and followed her home.
After dinner, Xianglan and her son resumed their cheerful conversation. Siqiang recounted the day's hunt and his experiences in the jungle. Then they went to sleep. Soon, Siqiang began snoring next door, but Xianglan couldn't fall asleep. Her son's stories kept replaying in her mind: "Doudou's friend has another little monkey, it's really clever," "Doudou bullied its friend again," and so on.
Doudou was the little male monkey they had rescued years ago, Doudou's so-called friend was the little female monkey, and "bullying" meant the male and female monkeys mating. These were the vague answers she had given her son when he first asked her about it years ago. Now, her son was older and had developed a vague interest in the primitive act of procreation. In this primitive jungle where only she and her son were, it was a rather difficult problem for Xianglan. What would Siqiang do in the future? Besides, today when she saw Siqiang splashing water, she almost mistook him for her deceased husband.
She was restless and couldn't sleep. The hot, humid temperature made her sweat profusely. She quietly got up and went to check on Siqiang. She found him fast asleep, also covered in sweat. She gently wiped the sweat from his body with a cloth. Suddenly, in the moonlight, she saw a bulge in Siqiang's lower body, stretching his leather shorts taut. Her face flushed red, and she quickly went outside.
Even outside, her heart was still pounding. She went to the pool where her son bathed, took off her leather corset and shorts. Years of living in the jungle had given her an exceptionally full and healthy figure, with chestnut skin, full breasts, and buttocks.
She stepped into the water, the cool water soothing her skin. She splashed water with her hands, her body shimmering alluringly in the water. As her hand inadvertently brushed against her chest, a strange sensation arose within her, like a gentle stream flowing through her body, seemingly awakening something dormant deep within. Startled, this sensation slowly grew and spread, merging throughout her entire being.
Her breathing quickened, and her hand seemed guided back to her chest. As it gently traced the curves of her breasts, she felt them swell, her nipples erect in the water. When she touched her nipples, "Ah!..." A shiver ran through her body; the merging sensations within her body transformed into a net, tightly enveloping her.
She stiffened, "What's happening..." Her mind blurred, her hands kneading her breasts incessantly, her middle finger pressing up and down on her hard nipples. "Ah...ah...oh..." Pleasant sounds escaped her lips with her rapid breathing, while her legs involuntarily tightened, pressing against each other. Her legs felt weak, and she returned to the shore, lying down on the soft grass. Her hands continued to squeeze and knead her swollen breasts. "Ah...oh...mmm..." Her eyes were half-closed, lost in pleasure.
Finally, a hand moved down from her burning breasts, past her lower abdomen, to the grass between her legs. The dark, thick grass was glistening with dew, and the vulva within was writhing and glistening with moisture. Her fingers parted the grass, touching the vulva. "Oh!..." Her body immediately arched, as if chasing the fingers.
The fingers continued to caress the entrance, her body trembling. Suddenly, "Ah!" she cried, her head snapping back. Her fingers stopped at the protrusion at the entrance. "This is it!" The desire that had been forgotten for years was finally fully awakened within her.
Her mind went blank. Her fingers rubbed incessantly on her clitoris, her body twisting and turning. "Ah!...Ah!...Ah!..." The movements of her fingers grew more intense, waves of pleasure crashing against her brain like surging tides. Her other hand simultaneously rubbed her breasts vigorously.
"Ah!...Ah!...Ah!...Faster!...Faster!...Ah! Ah!..." she murmured, glistening nectar gushing from her opening. "Ah!...Ah!...Ah!...Ah!..." Her honeyed cave, engorged and rubbed, turned pink. "Ah!...Ah!"
Her fingers parted her honeyed cave, exploring inside. The cave was already overflowing with lustful fluids. The entry of her fingers further stimulated her nerves, and she seemed to lose consciousness. Her fingers stirred incessantly inside, the lustful fluids flowing down her thighs and onto the grass. "Ah!...Ah!...Ah!...Ahhhhhhh!..."
Waves of pleasure crashed against her, and she felt like a lone boat, tossed and turned in the waves, which pounded against her and tossed her into the air. "Ah..." Ahhhhh! ...Ahhh...Hurry! ...Hurry! ...Ah! ...Ah! ...Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ...
Her body writhed violently on the grass, her upper body arched as high as it could go. Finally, the giant wave tossed her high into the air, sending her to the crest of the wave,
and crashing her against the high cliff. " Ughh
...

She felt as if she were back in that seaside villa, lying on a deck chair, basking in the sun. After what seemed like an eternity, a young man smiled and walked towards her. "Xianglan! You're here!" she cried out. "Aqiang!" It was her beloved Aqiang, whom she had missed day and night.
She jumped up and ran to him. "You're alive?! Aqiang! You're alive?!" she cried, throwing herself into his arms and sobbing. "Why didn't you come to see me? Why did you leave me? Why did you leave your son?..."
Aqiang simply smiled, embracing her and cupping her face in his hands. He whispered, "I'll never leave you again. I'll always be with you! Okay?"
Then, he gently kissed her lips. "Mmm...!" She gradually became intoxicated by his kisses, wrapping her arms around his neck and returning his kisses with even more passionate fervor. Her mind went blank, her body burned, and her lower body became wet. Her long legs involuntarily lifted, hooking around his waist. "Mmm..." she moaned.
He picked her up and placed her on the recliner. She looked at him expectantly, and he kissed her deeply, his hands caressing her entire body. She felt as if she were floating on clouds, already feeling the fluid flowing from her lower body. She was incredibly excited, anticipating his next move…
“Mom! Get up! Mom!…” Xianglan suddenly heard her son’s voice and quickly opened her eyes. Her eyelids felt very heavy. She found herself still lying on the bed in the thatched hut. Her son was standing by the bed, looking at her strangely. It was just a dream.
She quickly got up, trying to cover it up, saying, “Really, you slept so soundly today, Siqiang. I’m so sorry. Mom will make you dinner right away.”
Siqiang smiled and said, “It’s okay, Mom! I’ve already made dinner. Did Mom sleep in too? You used to wake me up every day, and you even said you’d spank me for sleeping in. Is that going to happen again?”
“Go away! You naughty little devil!” Xianglan scolded with a laugh.
Siqiang made a face and ran out. Xianglan watched her son run out, only then realizing her lower body was ice-cold. The semen from her dream had soaked through her thick leather shorts. She quickly changed and left the thatched hut.
Outside, Siqiang was cooking soup. Seeing her come out, he quickly filled a wooden bowl and brought it to Xianglan. "Mom, try what I made!" Xianglan looked at the proud and pleased Siqiang, realizing her son had truly grown up and was now an adult.
She tasted it. "Not bad, very good."
Hearing his mother's praise, Siqiang was even happier. "Then, I'll make you soup every day from now on." "Okay!" Xianglan was delighted, and the mother and son finished breakfast chatting and laughing.
Days passed. One morning, Xianglan remembered that the bananas on Rongshu Slope should be ripe, so she asked her son to go with her to pick them. Siqiang, having not gone out with his mother for a long time, happily set off with Xianglan.
The mother and son trekked through the jungle for three or four hours, arriving at a hillside. Because of a large banyan tree on the hillside, Xianglan called it Banyan Tree Slope. A small grove of banana trees on the slope was ripe, and the mother and son quickly gathered them.
Just as they were engrossed in gathering, they suddenly heard a "whoosh, whoosh" sound all around. Siqiang paused briefly, his expression changing drastically. "Mom! Run! Wild boar!" he cried, grabbing Xianglan and pulling her back. Xianglan also recognized the sound of wild boars and was terrified. Wild boars were extremely ferocious beasts in the jungle, with large, powerful bodies and gleaming white tusks; even bears were no match for them.
The mother and son ran for their lives, the hoofbeats of wild boars close behind them. Suddenly, from behind a banana tree ahead, another ferocious wild boar emerged, blocking their path. Siqiang quickly pulled his mother to the side, but the sounds of pursuit grew ever closer. They ran to the base of the hibiscus tree and looked back. Five or six wild boars were only about fifty meters away from them. Siqiang hurriedly pushed Xianglan, "Mom, climb the tree! Quick!"
Xianglan quickly climbed the tree, but by then the wild boars were only about thirty meters away. Siqiang picked up his homemade bamboo spear, roared, and charged back at the wild boars. The wild boars seemed startled by this sudden turn of events and stopped in their tracks, growling and staring at Siqiang. Siqiang confronted them with his long bamboo spear while shouting, "Mom, climb up! Quick!"
Xianglan was already crying from fear of Siqiang's actions. "Siqiang! Siqiang! Come back!"
"Mom! Don't worry about me! You go up quickly!"
Siqiang shouted anxiously, his eyes fixed on the wild boars. But Xianglan, as a mother, couldn't bear to let her son die for her. Already close to the tree branch, she resolutely began to climb down. "Siqiang, Mom's coming right now to be with you!"
Siqiang was frantic. "Mom! Hurry up! Remember how Doudou and I played? Trust me! I'll be right there!"
Xianglan felt conflicted hearing her son's tearful cries. At that moment, two of the wild boars began to slowly move to either side, clearly threatening Siqiang's flanks.
Siqiang noticed this, gripped his bamboo spear tightly, roared, and charged at the wild boars. Intimidated by Siqiang's momentum, the boars retreated a few steps. Taking advantage of the boars' confusion, Siqiang turned and ran back. Xianglan quickly climbed to the top of the tree as well.
The wild boars, never expecting Siqiang's actions, roared and chased after him. Siqiang, wielding his bamboo spear, charged swiftly towards the hibiscus tree. A few meters from the tree, he planted it on the ground, and with the spear's support, his body flew towards the treetop. "Whoosh!" With a rustling of branches and leaves, Siqiang soared through the canopy towards Xianglan. Xianglan quickly grabbed her son.
"Ah!" Siqiang's speed caused both mother and son to fall backward. Xianglan's heart sank. She closed her eyes, then heard a "thud!" Opening her eyes, she saw a thick, slanted tree branch behind her. She had fallen right onto it, and Siqiang had managed to grab the branch beneath his mother to avoid falling. However, the impact, combined with her momentary lapse in concentration after escaping danger, caused her to faint after only managing to utter, "Son, we're safe."
(III)
The wild boars, rushing to the foot of the tree, suddenly saw their prey "fly" up the tree. They roared and circled the tree incessantly. Finally, led by the alpha boar, they launched a final assault on the trunk, one after another ramming it with their massive bodies, causing the entire tree to shake violently.
After landing on the tree, Siqiang clung tightly to his mother and the trunk to avoid falling. When he realized his mother had fainted and the boars were shaking the tree violently, he quickly tightened his grip on the trunk, pressing his body against his mother, making them cling to the trunk like geckos. Seeing that their prey hadn't fallen, the boars rammed the tree even more violently, turning it into a lone boat on the sea.
"Mom! Wake up!" Siqiang called out to his mother, trying to keep her upright. Xianglan awoke to her son's cries and quickly embraced him. "Siqiang, hold on tight!" Xianglan said anxiously. "It's alright, Mom, everything will be alright!" Siqiang reassured his mother with a smile. "Mom, hold on tight to me."
Xianglan, beneath her son, heard his confident words and hugged his strong shoulders even tighter. Looking at his Cupid-like face, she felt immense pride: her son had grown up; he was a man now. The wild boars under the tree seemed to have gone mad, roaring and ramming against the trunk. The sky was now ablaze with a crimson sunset.
The setting sun shone through the leaves, casting a chestnut-red glow on Siqiang. Xianglan, holding her son, could clearly smell his scent, a scent that seemed to intoxicate her. The firm muscles beneath her fingers gave her a peculiar sensation. As the tree swayed, the friction between her son's body and hers created a dizzying sensation, and her body involuntarily began to change. Siqiang immediately sensed this change.
As Siqiang embraced his full-figured mother, a strange feeling began to stir within him. He hadn't slept separately from his mother since he was ten, and had never been with her like this before. Moreover, this feeling was unlike the one he had experienced as a child.
His mother's body was so full and supple, especially her large breasts pressed against her chest, incredibly soft. With the swaying of the tree, they felt like a massage, and the strong feminine scent emanating from her body was incredibly alluring—a feeling he had never experienced before.
He pressed even closer to his mother, savoring the softness and elasticity of her body. As he enjoyed this, he suddenly noticed that her breasts were subtly growing larger, pressing against his chest as if about to burst through his bra. At the same time, his mother's breathing quickened. The changes in Xianglan's body caused a surge of heat within Siqiang, spreading from his chest outwards. This heat flowed through his lower abdomen, causing his genitals to slowly swell with the friction against his mother's body.
Xianglan, her eyes half-closed, was lost in a dizzying sensation. Her whole body was hot, and her lower body was already wet. "How could I do this with my son?" Moral thoughts kept flashing through her mind, but the uncontrollable pleasure surging through her body wave after wave finally made her
think, "My son probably won't find out," causing her to struggle in a vortex of guilt and pleasure.
But the undeniable changes in her body in a moment made her feel ashamed. "What should I do?" she thought painfully.
Suddenly, she felt a terrible sensation in her lower body. A gradually swelling object was beginning to press against her, approaching her, and quickly closing in.
When she realized what was happening, she could clearly feel the object crawling on her lower body and abdomen. "Siqiang!" she almost cried out.
She couldn't believe Siqiang would do this, but when she saw Siqiang's clear eyes, she was speechless. Because she knew her son had always lived in the jungle and knew very little about the opposite sex. Furthermore, she always gave evasive answers to such questions; in fact, he was practically an idiot when it came to sex.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Siqiang. If he were in a big city, he might already have more than one girlfriend. But despite her thoughts, the heat of that object kept seeping through her leather shorts, like a scorching stone, searing her lower body and gradually reviving her slightly cooled state.
The object continued to throb, each throb stimulating her vulva through the leather shorts, creating a vortex of pleasure within her body, constantly drawing her in.
"Siqiang, you…"
she struggled to free herself from the surging current.
"Mom, I… I feel so strange," Siqiang said innocently, his face flushed.
"Oh my god! What should we do?" Xianglan was at a loss. "Siqiang, don't press… Mom is too tight… Oh, and watch out for wild boars!" Xianglan cried out like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a lifeline.
"Don't worry, Mom, they're gone." Only then did Xianglan realize the wild boars under the tree were nowhere to be seen. They had probably given up after realizing they couldn't knock the tree down.
"Then... let's go back," Xianglan said, looking at her son as if pleading. She was genuinely afraid, because she hadn't been prepared for the intense primal urges her son had displayed during today's unexpected events.
"Mmm," Siqiang mumbled a response but didn't move, instead holding her even tighter. "Mom... I... feel so good now, let's stay a little longer." Her son's swollen lower body pressed against her again.
"Oh!" The sudden pleasure from the pressure struck Xianglan's brain, causing her body to arch upwards, her head involuntarily tilting back, exhaling pleasurable breaths.
"Mom...it feels so good to hold you," Siqiang said excitedly. Not only that, he seemed no longer satisfied with just squeezing; while squeezing, he slowly began to wriggle around Xianglan's body, releasing the wonderful urges constantly surging within him. To his surprise, he found this to be even better, more stimulating, so his wriggling and squeezing became faster and harder.
"Ah!" Under her son's constant squeezing and wriggling, the pleasure within Xianglan seemed to be squeezed out, rushing towards her limbs and brain. The vortex of pleasure already generated within her grew larger and larger, its attraction becoming irresistible. Her vaginal fluids were already surging, and with each wriggling of her son, her vagina deformed under the pressure of his swollen lower body, and the fluids flowed out continuously.
Her mind was consumed by desire; finally, the pleasure completely dragged her into the vortex of passion. Her hands involuntarily tightened around her son's strong body, and she arched her body to meet his thrusts.
"Ah...ah...oh...ah..." The waves of lust lifted her higher and higher. "Oh...oh...ah ah..." Finally, as the waves carried her to a new height, her son's swollen lower body suddenly throbbed violently a few times, then he stopped moving, and the pressure on her body relaxed.
"Hoo...Mom...so good," but Xianglan was still immersed in pleasure, her wet vulva still feeling her son's still-throbbing lower body...
"Good son...I'm so itchy...you...you can't tease me anymore...hurry...hurry...hurry and put your big cock into my little hole...hurry...hurry...hurry and fuck me...hurry...hurry and fuck me...my pussy is so itchy...hurry...hurry and use your son's big cock to relieve the itch!"
Seeing Xianglan's seductive and lustful expression, her son knew that Xianglan was "burning with lust," so he no longer hesitated, raised his penis, aimed at her little hole, and thrust it in forcefully! With a "plop!" sound, and the wetness splashed everywhere, the large glans was already deep inside Xianglan's uterus. She felt the warmth and tightness of her vagina, the tender flesh enveloping her penis tightly—it felt so good. Since he had no sexual experience, he used a fast-paced thrusting technique, ensuring that each thrust hit the very core of her flower. Xianglan quickly began to moan wildly!
"Ah...so beautiful...so beautiful...hum...ah...so good...thrust harder...faster...faster...ah...never...been...by such a big cock...ah...ah...thrust into me...fuck me...my hole...oh...harder...um...ah..."
"Ah...ah...oh...so good...oh...ah ah...so good...oh oh oh...ah ah ah...oh oh oh...um...good son...Mommy...oh oh oh...Mommy...I like being...being penetrated by a big cock...this is such a treasure...I like...ah...ah...oh...so good...oh...ah ah...so good...oh oh oh...ah ah...oh...so good...oh...ah ah...so good...oh oh oh...ah..."
Because her son's penis was much bigger and longer than her deceased husband's, Xianglan's tender vagina was as swollen and tight as a virgin's, and the rapid thrusting brought Xianglan to an unprecedented orgasm.
"Ah...big cock...good son...ah...so good...so good...fuck me harder...faster...fuck me faster...ah...my pussy...my pussy...is going to break...faster...fuck me to death...fuck me to death...oh...ah...ah...I'm coming...fuck me...fuck me...my pussy...oh...harder...um...ah...fuck it to pieces...oh fuck it to death!"
At this moment, Xianglan's hands tightly hugged her son. The son felt her pussy contracting in waves, shooting out streams of hot vaginal fluid that burned his glans. The tender flesh of her cervix was also contracting and releasing, sucking on his glans.
Xianglan's hand hugged her son even tighter, making him unable to move. His penis could not be thrust in and out, so he could only lie on Xianglan's body to rest. After a while, Xianglan suddenly pushed her son off. Of course, the son refused, so he started to act coquettishly and buried his head in Xianglan's breasts, whispering, "Mom...I...I haven't come yet!"
Xianglan laughed and said, "Your big cock is really amazing! It's made my pussy so red and swollen, but you haven't ejaculated yet. It's really great! But let's use it next time!"
Hearing this, the son became even more eager, hugging Xianglan tightly and taking her nipple into his mouth, licking it fiercely with his tongue, while his penis remained inside her.
From then on, the mother and son committed adultery day and night. Before long, Xianglan and her son became pregnant and gave birth to a son. Strangely enough, after giving birth, Xianglan became even younger, her skin becoming even whiter, making her look like a teenage girl, while her son appeared more mature.

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