Mom and Dad

The ice and snow outside the window were terrifyingly cold. Even with the heater set to 26 or 27 degrees Celsius, I still felt uncomfortable, like a caged bird, afraid to open the window, enduring the cold. "A man must learn to endure," that's what my father told me back then.

I remember one summer when I was fourteen or fifteen, after dinner, the three of us were soaked in sweat again. My father's boxer shorts clung to his body, and his limp penis was clearly visible through them. Mine was too, though I remember mine was already larger than my father's at the time. But that's not the point. The point is that my mother's undershirt clung to her body, and the already thin undershirt became completely transparent when wet. Her flat, purple nipples were pressed against the undershirt. Because I lived at school, I hadn't seen a woman's naked body for a long time. At that moment, my penis immediately became erect, pressing against my already thin and sweat-soaked boxer shorts, very conspicuous.

My dad was smoking and only glanced at my lower body. I was helping my mom clear the table, and the table wasn't very high, only about 60 or 70 centimeters. I was already 1.68 meters tall at the time, so when I stood in front of the table, it was only my legs high. So my 16 or 17-centimeter-long hard penis was directly exposed to my mom's eyes.

Mom hadn't seen my body for a while, and seemed stunned for a moment. Then she patted my penis with her no longer slender hand: "You're so energetic. Come with us to the hill to carry corn tomorrow." My penis was only slightly shaken by Mom's pat, but it became even harder and more erect, standing straight like a javelin below my navel, pushing against my underwear at a 45-degree angle. The elastic band of my boxer shorts was stretched open. Since I wasn't wearing any clothes on my upper body, I could see my penis when I looked down. I could see the veins bulging on about a third of it, and the dark pubic hair was also showing. I looked at Mom and found that she glared at me, but I noticed that Mom's nipples were harder. They were no longer flat and pressed down by her damp shirt, but like unyielding beans, they pushed up the grass covering them.

The dishes were quickly washed and cleaned. Even ordinary people in the countryside know that you shouldn't take a cold shower, no matter how hot it is. This actually means that you shouldn't take a very cold shower right after sweating profusely. It's like hot iron; if you want it to remain flexible, don't throw it directly into cold water. It needs to cool naturally, otherwise it will break easily. Bathing water doesn't matter in winter or summer, only whether it's scalding hot or lukewarm.

With a large pot of hot water, half is used to rinse off the sweat with cold water first, then the other half is mixed with cold water and poured into the bathtub for a soak. This is Mom's favorite, but Dad doesn't like it much. He usually just washes quickly and leaves. It's so hot, though, that Dad leaves completely naked after his bath. It then dawned on me that this has always been the custom in our family. If we don't go out, we always shower naked. Ah, if only it were like this at school!

My mom and I were soaking in the bathtub, and skin-to-skin contact was inevitable. My penis and nipples were both erect. My mom glared at me and said, "Come here..." I obediently stood up and went to my mom's side. My mom stood up and said, "Sit down!" I obediently sat down. After I sat down, my mom slowly sat back on my lap, then slowly lay down, preparing to lie on top of me and in my arms. The close contact of our skin made my penis even harder, pressing against my mom's buttocks. This made it impossible for my mom to lie down any further; my penis couldn't withstand the pressure of her back!

Mom adjusted her position, sitting on my stomach, and pulled my penis forward and downward. The more she pulled, the harder my penis became. Mom didn't dare to use too much force, so she pulled my penis, straddled me, and then let go. My penis bounced, sending a wave of water splashing onto Mom's soft crotch. Mom tried to lower herself, but found that her vagina was stuck on my penis and couldn't go any further, so she lay down, right in my arms. Since I'm almost ten centimeters taller than Mom, this position was just right for her, not too tall, not too short, with her vagina stuck on my penis and her shoulders under mine. I could reach out and hug her from both sides, or I could reach under her armpits to hug her. I was lazy, or perhaps all my energy was focused on my penis, so I reached out and gently placed my hands on either side of Mom's navel.

My hands unconsciously slid over my mother's body. Seeing my embarrassment, she grabbed my hand and placed it directly on her high, already hard breasts. I immediately regained my courage and began to rub her breasts. My penis, pressed against the air, actually stretched open her vulva... "Mmm..." My mother's hands moved back to caress my body, and she made seductive sounds of sexual pleasure... "Mmm... mmm..." My mother's voice was like a legendary enchanting sound, making me unable to control myself, especially my hands, my mouth, my penis... I know my mother's body very well. I can say that I grew up sleeping next to my mother and we still sleep in the same bed. The weather in the south is mild. Even in winter, people only wear a light jacket when they go out. Most of the time, people only wear a shirt and still think it's too much. So, at night, when the door is closed, most people are the same, wearing at most a pair of shorts, and many are completely naked. It's the same when we sleep. Speaking of sleeping naked, it's very normal in the south, and my family is no exception. It's rare, except when my mother has her period, she only wears underwear to sleep.

I've touched my mother's breasts quite a bit. Actually, over the years, our family has slept naked together, and I've touched every part of my mother's body, intentionally or unintentionally. It's not like I haven't thought about inserting my penis into her, especially in recent years; my desire has grown stronger. But my parents have always stopped me. The reason is simple: my father says, "A man must resist temptation and learn to restrain himself..." My mother mainly considers that I'm still growing. But today, it seems I've passed my mother's test, and my father isn't here... "Mmm... mmm..." My mother's breasts are swollen. Her nipples, in particular, stood erect, and her breathing grew heavier. Her lips parted slightly, emitting seductive, arousing sounds. Her waist swayed, and her labia rubbed against my penis. I turned her head and kissed her on the lips. "Mmm..." she murmured softly, her tongue entwining with mine. She turned around and straddled me, her hands stroking my body. I did the same, my hands caressing her back and thighs. The passionate kiss made our breathing even heavier.

"Mmm..."

Mom arched her back, rubbing her buttocks against my penis. I could feel her labia opening, but her buttocks weren't arched high enough to reach above my glans. Plus, my penis was already at a 30-degree angle, so she couldn't get it to go all the way. Each time, it just brushed against my penis. I reached out a hand and straightened my penis, making it point straight up. Mom's labia rubbed against my penis as she slowly raised her buttocks, continuing upwards. When Mom's waist was bent at its limit, her labia finally touched my glans. I then lowered my penis again, aligning it with Mom's already wide-open labia. Mom relaxed her waist, her buttocks sank, and she easily slipped onto my penis. I thrust my hips forward, and my penis immediately entered two-thirds of the way.

"Oh..."

"Oh..."

My mother and I both let out a satisfied sigh. My mother's hands supported my abdomen, her head suddenly tilted back, and she used her waist to support her buttocks, not daring to sink all the way down at once. I pushed forward, and my buttocks sank back to the bottom of the basin. My mother breathed out, "Ugh..." I hugged my mother's white and tender buttocks and slowly pressed down, while my buttocks slowly pushed upwards. I felt my penis slowly entering the depths of my mother's vagina, tight, tighter the deeper I went. But the tighter my mother's vagina was, the harder my penis became, and the more I wanted to push deeper. "Slower... um..." "…" Mom raised her head, her lips tightly pressed together, seemingly a little nervous and afraid. Following her instructions, I slowly pushed deeper into her. "Wait…stop…stop…" "All the way in…mmm…" I felt my glans reach a narrow crevice. I wanted to push in harder, but hearing Mom's cry, I realized it was her clitoris, her cervix. Remembering that's where I came from, I wanted to explore further. So, I pressed against her cervix, not

pulling out, just grinding against it.

"Mom, this is the cervix, right?"

"Mmm…don't push anymore, Mom can't take it."

"Oh, so I came from here?"

"Hmm, you don't know, it hurt me so much back then... it's indescribable." "I'm so big and I could get out of there, how could you not be able to handle it now that I'm going in?" Mom twisted her waist, her buttocks rose a little and then slowly sank back down. I immediately felt the pleasure from the friction between the inner wall of Mom's vagina and my penis.

I imitated Mom, and my penis immediately went in and out of Mom's vagina.

"Oh..."

"Hmm... don't you know that women need to rest after giving birth... oh... oh... hmm... don't go in any further..." "I know, does it have anything to do with this?" "Hmm... be gentle... women need to rest after giving birth because the cervix is injured by the baby's swelling during childbirth, and the cervix ruptures. Naturally, they need to replenish their nutrition during the forty or fifty days of postpartum confinement, firstly to repair the uterus, and secondly to make up for the loss of blood during childbirth... oh..." Mom answered my question while moaning comfortably.

"Oh, I see. So, with our small penises, they shouldn't rupture the cervix, right?" "Who says they won't? If you thrust too hard or too intensely, they will." "So, that means if we take it slow, it can go in?" "Oh...faster..." "Yours isn't good enough yet, it's too big. Your dad's is fine...be gentle..." I rolled over, pinning my mother beneath me, spreading her legs, and thrusting my penis rapidly in and out of her vagina. Inevitably, I sometimes lost control of the depth and bumped against her uterine wall.

"Oh...oh...ah..."

My mother cried out loudly.

"Why can Dad's go in, but mine can't?"

"Ah...be gentle, because your dad's glans is more pointed, and after so many years of adaptation...oh...oh...oh...naturally, it won't hurt the uterus. Oh...ah...be gentle...your glans is too round and too big...and it's your first time...oh...wait...wait until...after...adapt...it won't hurt the cervix when it goes in."

[The End]

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