First time for mother and child

My father was a hardworking factory worker, accustomed to long hours under the scorching sun, his skin dark and his appearance rugged. At work, he was a model employee, but at home, he was a heavy drinker with a volatile temper. When drunk, he would inexplicably fly into a rage, not just at us, but at everyone in the world, resorting to violence.
Ultimately, my father paid the price, being sentenced to two years in prison for malicious assault while drunk.
Before leaving, he held my hand and said with a sigh, "Now I am the head of this family; I must take responsibility for taking care of Mom and my younger siblings."
Ignoring my mother's objections, I gave up my studies and went to work as a factory laborer. Because laborers had to work shifts, I often had to stay at the factory four or five days a week, but this way I could earn more money.
Our family was extremely poor; we still had to support my younger siblings' schooling, and my salary was barely enough to cover household expenses. So I had almost no entertainment, and I didn't have a girlfriend. Whenever I could go home, I'd go home early and help my mom with chores. My mom is a very gentle and delicate woman. Of all my siblings, she always doted on me the most, and now she's practically made me her only support.
Half a year passed quickly, though it was tough, it was also full of warmth. It felt so good to be home. I taught my siblings how to manage the household expenses, and gradually I felt like my mom and I were a couple, working together to support the family, full of love.
I became more and more attached to my home, and more and more attached to my mom. I also felt that my mom was becoming increasingly affectionate towards me.
I remember it was the seventh month since my father went to prison. The equipment was under major repair and the facility was shut down for a week. That evening, my mother saw me sitting there bored and listless, and, feeling sorry for me, suggested we play cards. "Okay!" I happily stood up to get the cards, but suddenly I noticed my mother's collar was half-open. Her firm, full breasts seemed about to burst out, almost completely exposed. My face flushed crimson, and I felt an unprecedented heat. My mother followed my gaze and instantly understood. Her face turned a deep red as she covered her clothes. A tense, oppressive atmosphere filled the room. When we got the cards, my mother and I accidentally touched. Our bodies trembled as if electrocuted. I could vaguely see my mother's breasts quivering alluringly. From then on, my hand kept unconsciously touching my mother, and my body temperature rapidly rose.
The cards were played almost haphazardly. I made many mistakes, and so did my mother. My younger siblings kept complaining about how boring it was. By 10 PM, everyone was going to bed, and my mother started bustling around helping them clean up. I, on the other hand, sat there blankly, constantly arranging the cards. Finally, I saw my mother stop.
"Mom, let's... play two more hands," I said, mustering all my courage. "Okay," my mother replied, her face still flushed, avoiding eye contact. "What should we play?" "Two... two-person bridge," I said, barely able to hear my own voice, my heart pounding with nervousness. I glanced at my mother, whose cheeks were already red. "Whatever... whatever you want," she whispered in a barely audible voice.
In our area, two-person bridge is a card game for the poor. The loser doesn't lose money, but takes off their clothes one by one. Whoever finishes takes off their clothes loses, so it's also called honeymoon bridge. It's said that newlyweds or lovers play this card as part of foreplay. I felt an indescribable warmth. My mother had agreed, and my penis was throbbing. I wanted my mother. Although it was cold outside, the room was as hot as a boiler. Perhaps distracted, I suffered a series of crushing defeats, taking off my clothes one by one, which made my mother chuckle, and the atmosphere relaxed again. So I calmed myself down and focused on the game. This time, my luck turned, and I kept winning. I watched as my mother took off her top, skirt, stockings... My heart pounded as she undressed, and I could only steal glances out of the corner of my eye.
I won another round, and I vaguely saw my mother lower her head very, very low, and slowly her bra fell to the ground. I mustered my courage and looked up. Even in the dim light, I could clearly see my mother's round breasts, especially her two cherry-like nipples, completely bare. My heart pounded even faster, and my hands trembled slightly. "Mom...you're so beautiful." "Silly boy," my mother's coquettish voice was like a magnet. My mind was buzzing, and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I could no longer restrain myself. I stood up, almost trembling, and pulled my mother into my arms. She let out a soft moan, and my lips eagerly covered hers. My mother seemed to melt, responding passionately but awkwardly, letting me draw out her tender tongue and suckle it wantonly. Her hands gradually wrapped around my neck, her body trembling slightly, softly moaning, "No... I can't..." yet she nestled completely into my embrace.
My mother and I embraced as if we were reunited, slowly, slowly falling together onto the snow-white sofa. My mother's eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed. I held her hand tightly with my left, and slowly my lips climbed up her arm, up her round, smooth, boneless shoulder, while my right hand secretly climbed from her waist to her chest, grasping her full breasts. My mother's eyelashes trembled, her lips parted slightly, and she trembled uncontrollably. Her body seemed to writhe restlessly, sometimes bending and sometimes straightening her bare, long legs. I was about to explode. My hands became frantic, greedily kneading my mother's round, beautiful breasts, almost roughly pulling down her shorts. My mother let out a soft moan, covering her face with her hands. Her legs were tightly clamped together. My penis rubbed back and forth against my mother's round, soft thighs, and it, already hard, swelled even more unbearably. I began to passionately kiss my mother's breasts, and my mother went wild, only able to gasp softly, "Mmm... mmm..."
I took the opportunity to spread my mother's two snow-white thighs apart, my mother's buttocks were completely lifted off the sofa, the lush green grass swaying slightly with my breath, the mysterious door still tightly closed, only a red line covered with glistening dewdrops was visible... My whole body tensed up, my burning penis plunged into my mother's vagina.
"Ah!" The moment I entered my mother's body, my mother let out a soft cry, her body burning with shame, her two smooth thighs clamping tightly around my body.
I hungrily sucked on my mother's snake-like tongue, my lower body stiffening as I continued to thrust forward. My penis slowly entered her body, filling it with a warm, moist sensation.
The air was thick with the intoxicating scent of sex as my mother and I thrashed and intertwined on the sofa. Suddenly, "Mom, Mom, I can't sleep!" "Ah!" My mother and I quickly separated, my hands flailing wildly as I grabbed clothes from the floor. My younger brother came out of the room, rubbing his eyes. My mother's face was flushed, and she held my shirt to her chest, murmuring, "Baby...baby, what's wrong...Mom...Mom's with you." "Hahaha, brother's so embarrassing, he's naked!" My mother and I both blushed deeply. "Don't talk nonsense!" My mother smacked my brother on the head, then let out a soft "Eek" and turned away shyly. Just then, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated. I had grabbed my mother's underwear, and a gush of fluid sprayed onto her underwear and onto the sofa. I saw that my mother's genitals were also wet.
I returned to my room almost in a daze, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
[The End]

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