[Son spyes on mother, mother also spyes on son] [Author: Unknown]

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 35091
I am fifteen years old this year. My family is a single-parent family. When I was eight, my father passed away, leaving
my mother and me to depend on each other.
My mother has a tall figure rarely seen in Eastern women. Although she is thirty-eight years old, she is well-maintained and
is indeed a mature, sexy, and voluptuous middle-aged beauty. She possesses the charm of a mature woman and the beautiful
face , with the air of a pampered noblewoman. She is incredibly beautiful, with a fair complexion, rosy skin, and delicate
eyebrows that are slightly curved like the moon. Her eyes are large and clear, with long, thin, and black eyebrows. Her nose is high and straight, and her bright red
lips are slightly upturned. Her lips are full and have a natural allure. There is a bright red beauty mark at the corner of her cherry lips. The most
captivating thing is her pair of large, watery, alluring eyes. Whenever they turn and glance at people, it seems that there is a fire in them,
burning one's heart and captivating one's soul. Every glance and movement can bewitch one's spirit.
My mother had a slender waist, which made her breasts and hips particularly well-developed, giving her an extremely beautiful and curvaceous
figure. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, round and firm, exuding the sensuality of a mature woman. In particular, her pair of high and
full breasts seemed as if they were about to burst out of her clothes at any moment. Any man who saw
them would be tempted to pinch them. Her pair of large, round, pink buttocks were so round and fleshy, and her pair of plump, white thighs were round and full,
making one want to touch them. My mother's beautiful and charming face, her snow-white and smooth skin, her full and mature
body, and her mature charm all exuded the mature and sexy beauty of a middle-aged woman, radiating maternal
allure. For a teenager who was just starting to develop, a mature and full-figured sexy middle-aged woman like my mother
was the best object of fantasy, especially for me, her own son who was with her every day.
My mother treated me like a child, without any inhibitions. At home, she often dressed very casually, even recklessly. When she wore a skirt, she
would inevitably expose herself. She would often lift her legs to apply toenail polish,
revealing her plump, fair legs beneath the skirt. Deep within her snow-white, full thighs was the crotch of her tiny thong, the small panties covering her fleshy vulva
. A slit in the front clearly stretched the panties apart, revealing
the outline of her two plump labia. All of this made me unbearably aroused, causing my whole body to heat up, and my erect penis
was almost bursting out of my pants.
Sometimes, after showering, my mother would wear a semi-transparent nightgown without a bra, her nipples peeking out and swaying back and
forth. I really wanted to grab them. She also had a habit of bending over, making her full breasts appear and disappear.
Looking through her loose collar, I could see her pair of large, white, and tender breasts, so delicate
they seemed ready to burst, swaying gently. I could even see a hint of the areola's color, a dark
reddish hue . The nipples, erect like grapes, were incredibly alluring. Between her breasts was a charming, lovely
cleavage—so captivating! Although I couldn't truly feel pleasure, it was still a feast for the eyes.
Because I was the only son in the family, my mother loved and indulged me, even to
the point . She would grant me anything I wanted, within her means.
Our house was a two-story building. The downstairs bathroom had a window facing the stairs, which was usually open,
only closed when showering.
One evening, after dinner, my mother went to take a shower. I planned to go upstairs to study.
As I went up, I glanced around and was shocked. The bathroom window was open, and my mother was standing in the middle of the bathroom,
facing the window. She was unbuttoning her nightgown, letting it slip down to reveal a pink lace bra.
Her two exceptionally large breasts were clearly visible, their full, snow-white breasts accentuated by the bra, creating a beautiful, white cleavage . Her
full, alluring breasts stood high.
My first thought was to leave immediately, because the woman in front of me was my own mother, the
one who gave me life, raised me, and nurtured me! The mother who held me, kissed me, bathed me, and cleaned up my messes when I was little.
I shouldn't have peeked at this woman undressing, and now I was peeking at her showering, looking at her with lewd eyes. I
was a bastard, and I deserved to die! A sense of guilt welled up inside me.
I was about to turn around and go upstairs when my mother reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She was taking it off, and
my heart pounded. I stared at her, my eyes wide. She slowly and silently
let the bra slip down, revealing two large, full, snow-white breasts. Having
given birth, her breasts were large and soft. With each breath,
they swayed alluringly, like two snow-white peaks.
In the center of her large, brown areolas were tempting nipples, about an inch and a half in size, like grapes. The nipples were slightly
darkened , with a few small holes—the result of me suckling her milk as a child. Although her
breasts were full, they were beginning to sag. Her lower abdomen was
slightly but her large, reddish-brown nipples indicated that her body was at its most mature stage.
I never imagined my mother had such beautiful breasts. I stared, speechless, mouth agape, drooling as if I wanted to
devour them. I had completely forgotten she was my own mother. My eyes were bloodshot as I stared at
her large breasts, a bewildered expression on my face.
Then, my mother bent down and slowly pulled her pajama bottoms down to her knees. I could clearly
see the crotch of her tiny panties deep within her snow-white, full thighs. Today, she was wearing incredibly sexy black
lace panties, so alluring, so sexy. Her secret area was covered only by a tiny
, semi-transparent black fabric. Her mysterious triangular forest
of pubic hair couldn't be hidden by the panties, revealing a few fine, curly pubic hairs. The small fabric couldn't quite cover her full, rounded vulva, creating a
crease that clearly showed the outline of her thick labia, exuding endless allure
.
My mother grasped the sides of her black, lace-trimmed panties with both hands and, with an elegant gesture, slowly pulled
them down to her calves. Suddenly, her mature and sensual lower body was exposed before my eyes. What met my gaze
was her high, rounded mons pubis and thick, dark pubic hair. The pubic hair was so black, glossy, and
lustrous , intertwined like a small forest, covering the most beautiful and alluring part of her body—her mysterious vulva.
Although I inwardly condemned myself for such lewdness, I simply couldn't look away, couldn't help but greedily...
Seeing my mother's naked body, though I wanted to leave, my legs wouldn't obey me and remained rooted to the spot.
I wanted to turn away, but my heart wouldn't listen. I was captivated by my mother's beautiful, naked body standing before me
. My mother was far more beautiful than I had ever imagined; my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. In
all my life, I had never seen anything more perfect. To me, my mother was
the most beautiful woman in the world.
My mother's fair and translucent body appeared before me. Although she was thirty-eight years old, her beauty was
still stunning. Though past her prime, she
retained her charm. The relentless passage of time hadn't cruelly ravaged her body; on the contrary, it had given her a mature, womanly allure.
Her skin, as white as jade, was so smooth and flawless, almost
like translucent white jade. Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her plump back and soft, rounded breasts.
Her arms, smooth and glossy like two jade lotus roots, swayed gently over her shoulders. Two large, round, full breasts,
like two balls, hung high on her chest, large and white, so alluring. Slightly sagging, they appeared to be
a size 38 to 40.
My eyes followed my mother's two large, trembling breasts, so
full and heavy, quivering irresponsibly against her snow-white chest, exuding a mature and alluring
charm, seemingly stirring the desires hidden deep within my man.
My mother's waist was slender and supple, her exaggerated hips making her figure even more prominent, like a
shapely gourd. Her lower abdomen was slightly protruding from childbirth, but not overly bloated, just
right. A few faint gray stretch marks appeared on her slightly protruding, snow-white abdomen—ah! Those were
the proof of my birth! Below her deep-set navel bulged a large lump of fat; on her mound of Venus, resembling a steamed bun,
clumps of dark, inverted triangular pubic hair clung; below, a deep slit of flesh was faintly visible, appearing and disappearing, making her even more
beautiful and alluring—everything was more wonderful and moving than I had imagined.
My mother's mature, charming demeanor, her perfectly proportioned, graceful figure,
the curves of a mature woman, her snow-white, delicate skin, her full, luscious breasts; her round, full, tender, white buttocks,
her two slender thighs clamping her high, plump vulva—everything about her was exquisite, indescribably beautiful,
making it hard to imagine that she was a middle-aged woman, already thirty-eight years old.
Having never seen a woman's body before, seeing my mother completely naked, her full breasts and thick, hairy pubic area
fully exposed before me, I stared wide-eyed, mesmerized by my mother's naked
, beautiful female form. My burning gaze traveled from her chest down to her lower abdomen and vulva. My consciousness began to blur.
I knew this was wrong, but I knew my eyes couldn't tear themselves away from my mother's naked body
.
My mother turned on the shower and began to shower. Gazing at my mother's snow-white flesh, I couldn't help but
swallow . My gaze was immediately drawn to my mother's large, round breasts. With every movement, her breasts
swayed and trembled. I thought to myself that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than them, like two fleshy conical
peaks, or like works of art carved from pink marble, or like beautiful rose-colored cups turned upside down,
topped with a purple grape—the nipple, a protrusion that pierced through everything from the center.
I stared intently at my mother's beautiful breasts. The hot water from the showerhead
flowed , splashing back to leave only a few droplets. Watching them
sway and tremble as she washed, my heart almost leaped out of my chest from the temptation!
Between my mother's long legs was a tuft of soft, dark pubic hair, glistening in the water.
She raised her thighs to the edge of the bathtub, using her right hand to part her plump labia and diligently wash her genitals.
I saw her aim the showerhead at her vaginal opening, a look of ecstasy on her face.
Suddenly, my mother looked up, her gaze meeting mine. My body trembled.
What an absurd sight! My naked mother was staring at her own son standing before her. I knew
my face must be burning red. My mother was also shocked, her mouth agape. We stared at each other for a few seconds.
I snapped out of it and ran upstairs to my room.
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my mind filled with images of my mother's mature and alluring body. Her glistening flesh
seemed to still be before my eyes, and my blood surged. My penis swelled
uncontrollably in my pants, feeling uncomfortable. So, I took off all my clothes and
lay naked on the bed. My penis, stimulated by the erotic images, was erect and red.
Lying in bed, my mind was filled with images of my mother's captivating, full body, soft and boneless
, perfectly proportioned, every part of her body fascinating me. Recalling the passionate scenes I had just witnessed, just thinking about my mother's
naked body burned me with desire. I couldn't help but reach down to my crotch with my right hand, grasping my
penis while fantasizing about my mother's glistening flesh, imagining my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina
, and masturbating.
Suddenly, I felt a heat in my lower abdomen, my glans trembled, and thick semen shot out without my realizing it.
Even after ejaculating, my penis was still twitching, and in my imagination, the pools of semen seemed to have all gone
into my mother's vagina.
That night, I couldn't sleep at all. The image of my mother taking a bath kept appearing before my eyes.
Apart , I had never seen a real female body, and the first female body I saw was my own mother's
. I was very conflicted. On the one hand, I felt that my behavior was unforgivable, but on the other hand, my
penis remained erect all night, and I had a strange sexual excitement.
The next morning, after I got up, I went downstairs to the dining room. My mother was already sitting there eating breakfast. I didn't say a word,
and neither did my mother. I kept stealing glances at my mother, trying to see what kind of reaction she would have.
My mother seemed very comfortable, as if nothing had happened. Occasionally, our eyes would meet, and she would nervously look
away . I quickly finished my breakfast and went to school.
The next evening, when my mother went into the bathroom to take a shower, I looked up and noticed that the bathroom window was still
open . I was startled. Last night, I could say my mother forgot to close the window, but tonight it was still open. Could it be that...?
My mother deliberately opened the mirror so I could see.
I couldn't resist going up the stairs to peek again. I saw her standing with her back to me in front of the dressing table,
unbuttoning her blouse. I could see her face in the mirror. Suddenly, her eyes glanced quickly
at the window and saw me standing on the stairs. I was startled and tried to run away, but she didn't react. She
smiled slightly and continued unbuttoning the last button, pulling the blouse down from her shoulders. She gently and
slowly stroked and played with her large, fleshy breasts. My mother probably knew I could see them clearly in the mirror
, yet she deliberately let me see. Could it be that my mother…
At this moment, my mother, under the guise of examining her large, round breasts, put on a "papaya show" to seduce me.
First, she would lift one of her large, round, and alluring breasts with one hand, looking down at it while gently caressing it with
her other hand. After playing with it for a while, she would lift the breast higher and stick out her tongue to lick
the nipple, which was as big as a strawberry. Then she would lick and curl the nipple with her tongue, and then
gently poke
it, repeating this process over and over again. Only after she had played with it enough would she put it down and move on to the other breast, repeating the same actions. My mother's slender hands rubbed and caressed her large, round breasts, her delicate fingers constantly pinching and playing
with the beautiful, protruding nipples on the red areolas. The twisting of her shoulders made her breasts tremble.
My mother released her alluring breasts, reached up to loosen her braids, and tossed the headband aside. Following her,
I swayed my head, letting my long, reddish-brown hair fall over my shoulders. My enormous breasts trembled slightly up and
down. My mother held her breasts between her arms, leaning forward slightly to make them appear even larger, then
released them. The huge breasts hung naturally. My mother swayed her upper body, and her captivating breasts
swayed wildly and rapidly, swinging and twisting like erotic art pieces. Her breasts put on another show of swaying and
shaking for my viewing pleasure.
When the swaying stopped, my mother reached down and untied the belt of her skirt, letting it slide down her long, shapely
thighs to the floor. She leaned forward slightly, hands on the bathtub, her buttocks raised, flaunting... She swayed her full, plump buttocks seductively
, and my gaze could clearly see
the crotch of her tiny panties deep within her snow-white, full thighs. The pink lace panties she was wearing today were incredibly sexy, so alluring,
so alluring. The panties, so small they could barely contain her tight buttocks, squeezed out
indentations on her plump bottoms. There was practically no fabric covering her snow-white, round buttocks; only a thin line clearly
separated them. Her full, round buttocks, like freshly baked, white, hot buns, exuded endless allure,
as did her pair of plump, white, beautiful thighs—smooth, delicate, round, and long. Although my mother was a voluptuous woman,
her thighs had beautiful curves. Her snow-white, plump buttocks and thighs were presented before my eyes.
My mother grasped the sides of the pink, lace-trimmed panties and, with an elegant gesture, slowly pulled
them down to her calves. Instantly, her snow-white, plump buttocks appeared before me. I had heard that
women with large buttocks have strong sexual desires, and these were indeed very large buttocks, the kind of plump, white buttocks that any man would want to ride and
fuck .
When my mother bent down to take off the panties, her buttocks appeared even larger as she bent over. My mother's alluring, voluptuous
buttocks faced me, and the cleft between her wide buttocks formed a straight line. The first thing that caught my eye was her chrysanthemum-shaped
anus. Although it was a little brown, the bud was still intact and round, indicating that it was in good condition. And the crevice
separating the two fleshy mounds was also fully exposed before my eyes.
Bewitched by such a seductive and beautiful sight, I swallowed hard, forgetting that the other person was my mother. I involuntarily
widened eyes, staring bloodshot at my mother's buttocks, a bewildered expression on my face.
My mother slowly reached her hand behind her back, caressing her firm, round buttocks, cupping them and gently squeezing and kneading
them. At the same time, she arched her legs, turned her head to look down at her buttocks from her shoulders. My mother had always been quite proud of her perfect buttocks and
long shapely legs. She relaxed her legs, straightened her body, and bent over
, her buttocks swaying back and forth with the movement. This movement, however, provided me with another kind of nude show to watch,
allowing me to enjoy her buttocks.
Finally, my mother straightened up, slowly turned around, and stood facing the window, completely naked in front of me.
A seductive look appeared on her slightly flushed face, her eyes shining with excitement. Her lips
parted as she breathed heavily, and she flaunted her full, plump buttocks, moving her hands up and down to caress her
body. Her slender hands rubbed and stroked her round, full breasts, then traced her abdomen from her slender
waist down to a raised, full patch of pubic hair. Her buttocks rotated slowly as she touched her dark pubic hair with
her snow-white hands.
My mother licked her lips up and down with her tongue, then slowly slid her hand down to her thigh,
rubbing it around her vulva. Her fingertips slid along the edge of the cleft, and as she leaned forward, she
swayed Her hand was on her vulva, and she would thrust her hips forward from time to time, as if she were having sex.
She shamelessly opened and closed her thighs, making a clamping motion. Clear, glistening vaginal fluid dripped from her plump vulva, making my
eyes almost pop out. You absolutely cannot imagine what it feels like
to face a completely naked woman, and it's your own mother dancing a erotic dance in front of you . Watching your naked mother thrust her chest out, twist her waist, and sway her hips, her naked body, except for the fragrant sweat, performing seductive movements, arousing your desires, you feel both exhilarated and excited, yet also suffer from the pain of suppressing your desires. Watching your sexy and beautiful naked mother sway her full, round breasts, swing her two snow-white , round buttocks, her fragrant, sweaty vulva appearing and disappearing, her labia slightly opening and closing with the swaying of her buttocks, her thick labia appearing purplish-red as if engorged with blood, adorned with dark pubic hair, I licked my lips hungryly, and my penis involuntarily swelled up in my underwear, tightly bound inside, throbbing painfully. My fingers, through shorts, involuntarily caressed my throbbing penis. After confirming that I could fully appreciate this spring scenery, my mother slowly and alluringly walked to the edge of the bathtub, sat down facing the window, looked down at her thighs, casually spread them apart, reached down to touch her vulva, gently parted her tightly closed labia, revealing the pink, moist, and deep vaginal opening. My mother extended her finger, touched the upper part of her vagina, which was full of vaginal fluid, lingered there for a few seconds, and then slowly...

My fingers moved to her clitoris, rubbing, caressing, and teasing the swollen little thing. My fingers naturally rubbed
one of the engorged inner labia, pinching one of the already engorged labia with my right fingers and rubbing it vigorously.
The flames of pleasure rose from my waist to my back, then rushed to my head.
Seeing the dazed expression on my mother's face, and the folds of flesh parted by my fingers, this sight drove
me crazy. My mother generously spread her thighs as wide as possible, her entire lower body exposed to me without reservation
, allowing me to voyeurize her genitals.
Now, my mother was in the bathroom at home, the window wide open, naked, facing me,
displaying all the secrets of womanhood before me, her lewd masturbation, performing her erotic tricks in front of me.
My beautiful mother's snow-white fingers writhed on the clitoris of her vulva, while she twisted her elastic buttocks forcefully and
thrust her lower abdomen forward. When the mature vulva thrust forward, it would spring open the opening,
revealing to me.
My mother rubbed the swollen clitoris with her fingertips, but she still felt unsatisfied. Just as I was staring in
disbelief , my mother let out a soft moan and raised her beautiful chin. An unbelievable scene came into my
eyes. My mother finally inserted her middle finger into her vulva. The second joint of her middle finger had entered the vulva and
slid in the crevice, rubbing against the fleshy walls inside and around it. Then she added another finger. Her other hand also
moved from her breasts to her lower body, rubbing her sensitive clitoris with both hands together, and she began to twist her buttocks.
I stared wide-eyed at the exquisite movements of my mother's fingers. Her snow-white middle finger
rubbed against the petals around the clitoris, while the other fingers gently pressed on the clitoris. Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly,
her buttocks lifting and swaying from side to side, occasionally squeezing her legs together and rubbing them against each other, a wanton expression on her face.
My mother's slightly parted petals revealed a deep red mucous membrane, and her thick pubic hair, overflowing with nectar, clung
to her mons pubis. My mother was so greedily pursuing pleasure,
masturbating with such exquisite skill in front of her own son.
While masturbating, the mother let out soft moans, then slowly swayed her hips, using
her fingers to stimulate her own vagina. She bit her lip, arched her legs, and deeply inserted her fingers into her
private parts, breathing heavily. In pursuit of the impending orgasm, the mother's two snow-white thighs rubbed
together , her hands wriggling more actively between her smooth thighs, caressing
, kneading, and probing her most familiar sensitive areas. The sound of flesh rubbing together came from her lower abdomen, and the flowing nectar wet her anus.
Hysterical lewd words and impatient panting flowed from the mother's sexy mouth. Screams
and naked trembling, the snow-white fingertips wriggling in the dark rose-colored vagina, flowing with a thick, sticky fluid like a man's semen
. The squeaking friction of the flowing fluid with the mother's fingers created a beautiful
melody.
The mother lifted her buttocks and squeezed her legs together. After inserting her fingers deeply, she thrust in and out two or three times forcefully, unable to resist twisting her
buttocks —a sign that an orgasm was imminent.
She gritted her teeth, enduring the impending explosion of pleasure. She had forgotten everything,
moaning with pleasure as she completely immersed herself in the other kind of orgasm brought on by her fingers. Suddenly, her
body arched backward, forcefully inserting her middle finger, almost sadistically manipulating her already wet clitoris, vagina, and anus.
The intense orgasm caused her already raised buttocks to rise even higher. Her snow-white lower body trembled before she collapsed onto the edge of
the bathtub . Her pale face flushed, her lower body trembled slightly, and glistening vaginal fluid overflowed from between her fingers,
dripping onto the floor.
After a long, long time, the mother reluctantly stopped, slowly withdrawing her
fingers and wiping them on her buttocks. She used her underwear to wipe her still-wet vulva, then
threw the stained underwear on the floor and began to shower.
My penis was throbbing painfully in my pants, and I couldn't stand it. I quietly went back to my bedroom, took a deep
breath , but I couldn't shake the vivid scene from my mind.
About half an hour later, I heard my mother calling loudly from downstairs:
"Son, go take a shower!"
I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom. I saw that the bathroom window was still wide open. My mother had obviously let
me see on purpose. Would she also come to peek at me while I showered? Standing in front of the dressing mirror, just as I predicted,
I saw my mother standing on the stairs peeking through the mirror. I smiled broadly, took off my underwear as I took off my clothes,
and my thick, hard penis, which had been pressed inside my underwear, flew out like a spring and hit my lower abdomen. My penis was already
standing as strong as a rock in front of my mother. My penis was big, thick, and long, with the glans like a child's fist
, the veins bulging, and a line of clear liquid flying from the tip. My testicles, quite impressive for my age,
swayed precariously.
I wrapped my hands around his huge cock and gently rubbed it. Then I slowly turned around
to face the window and continued to rub his cock, deliberately letting her see the swollen penis clearly
. I used both hands to stroke it, as if to tell her that I knew she was peeping.
My mother was completely mesmerized by my thick, hard penis. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she stared at it,
forgetting to look away. The astonishing size of my penis truly surprised her. She couldn't believe
how much my penis had changed in just a few years. The long, enormous penis hung between her muscular legs,
throbbing and writhing like a huge, wicked python. A little bit of aroused semen had already seeped from the tip of the gleaming shaft. My
penis danced gently in front of her eyes, like a venomous snake slithering at its
prey before the mother who gave birth to it. My mother could no longer take her eyes off that thing that seemed like the most
ferocious weapon in the world. Her face suddenly turned bright red, almost as if it were about to burst into tears, and she
leaned on the stairs as if she were about to faint.
I realized that as my mother stared, I changed positions so that she could see my huge, lustful
penis from various angles, and she let out exaggerated sounds of pleasure.
I began to rub my penis quickly and forcefully up and down, the foreskin retracting back and forth, the glans appearing and disappearing
repeatedly . My engorged penis grew even larger, and the sound of my hand slid down against my abdomen,
the sound of muscles hitting each other, reached my mother's ears. This amplified the shock and made her even more flustered. The visual
stimulation combined with the emotional impact ignited a raging fire of desire within her, unleashing her powerfully hidden secret lust.
Her emotions overwhelmed her, surging forth uncontrollably. Her whole body was burning with desire, as if hypnotized. She stood there blankly, greedily
watching me slowly stroke my thick, large penis. Her legs rubbed against each other constantly. Soon, she
no longer had the strength to stand. She grabbed the stair railing and lay on it, twisting and turning, her lower body
rubbing against the railing through her skirt.
I glanced at the laundry basket beside me, where my mother's freshly washed clothes were piled up. On top
was her sexy, flesh-colored thong, still warm from her body, with traces of
brownish-yellow discharge shaped like her vulva—leaves from her masturbation. My curiosity piqued, I wanted
to smell what a woman's genitals smelled like, so I picked up the thong and brought it close to my nose.
The thong smelled sweet and sour from her vaginal discharge, mixed with the pungent odor of urine and sweat. I found the scent of that stimulating woman's genitals
incredibly appealing. Involuntarily, I stuck out my tongue and licked
the discharge , practically shoving the entire inside into my mouth, simply because I couldn't bear to leave that smell.
My mother, while frequently glancing at my penis out of the corner of her eye, focused intently on rubbing her vulva against the stair railing.
Her movements became increasingly vigorous, her skirt riding up, revealing half of her buttocks.
My penis was already swollen to its limit. I licked my mother's panties, inhaling
the intoxicating scent of her vaginal fluids, while simultaneously stroking my penis.
I kissed the strong,
fresh aroma of my mother's mature secretions mixed with urine, intoxicating me with her fragrance. I pulled her panties over my penis, the pink fabric
pressing tightly against the head. I slowly soothed my throbbing shaft. My erect penis, throbbing violently,
leaked fluid from its tip due to intense excitement, quickly soaking her panties. I imagined her
beautiful expression as she gazed at my penis. Finally, I ejaculated, much more than usual, and it landed on her
panties.
After ejaculating, I looked up; my mother was no longer on the stairs. I hadn't even noticed when she left
. I tossed her panties aside, planning to clean them after my shower, and began my bath with
a feeling .
After showering, I came out of the bathroom, and my mother followed me in to wash clothes. I then remembered I hadn't cleaned
her underwear, which was stained with my semen. I was so nervous; I was afraid she'd find out I'd dirtied her underwear.
I immediately ran up the stairs and, through the window, saw my mother pick up the underwear with my semen on it. She
instinctively held it to her nose and smelled it, then scooped up a drop of semen with her finger. The clear
liquid moistened her finger, and she put it in her mouth to taste it. It was indeed the taste of my young semen.
I knew my mother could recognize the smell of semen. Just
as , I saw a slight smile appear on my mother's lips, tinged with a rosy hue.
The strong scent of my youthful semen was an irresistible temptation for a mature woman who had been a widow for several years.
My mother lowered her head, slowly opened her mouth, and lasciviously extended her bright red tongue to lick the semen off my panties.
She scooped up mouthfuls of semen from the panties and swallowed them, then
scraped off the remaining semen with her fingers and put it in her mouth. With a satisfied expression, she gulped down the semen in her mouth, meticulously licking every inch of the panties as if not wanting to miss a
single drop. She swallowed it completely,
then smacked her lips, stuck out her tongue and licked around her full, bright red lips,
rolling up all the milky white semen that remained around her lips.
From then on, I couldn't help but pay attention to my mother's every move, and I noticed that she suddenly started to care about her
appearance . She often wore faded jeans with a loose top over them, and sometimes wore tight
short t-shirts, as if she was showing off her beautiful, dazzling thighs, her protruding, full, and alluring breasts, and her
curvaceous .
At night, my mother often walked around the room in a transparent and revealing nightgown. Several times, when I went to
the bathroom , I would run into her on the way. She was wearing a very narrow short slip (of course, it was transparent),
which only covered her armpits and barely covered her firm and full breasts. It extended down to a little below the crotch of her thighs,
barely covering her slightly protruding vulva. But when she walked, the skirt would sway up, and I could clearly see
the ripples of her plump breasts and her tiny panties. Through the two layers of thin gauze, I could see the black, curly forest between my mother's
legs , with thick black pubic hair peeking out. It was so beautiful.
During the day, when my mother was home, she would wear a loose t-shirt that reached her knees. She had also developed a habit of
bending over which made her full breasts appear and disappear. Looking through the loose neckline, I noticed that
my mother was never wearing a bra. Her pair of large, white, and tender breasts, so smooth and delicate they seemed ready to burst, swayed openly
. I could even see the color of her areolas, a dark reddish hue. The nipples,
erect , were incredibly alluring. Between her breasts was a charming and lovely cleavage—so captivating! Although
it couldn't truly ignite my desires, it was still a feast for the eyes.
I began to wonder if my mother had "that kind of" interest in me, if she was trying to seduce me. But
I was only fifteen, while my mother was a mature thirty-eight-year-old woman, so much older than me and my
own mother. Could I be imagining things, misunderstanding her intentions? Perhaps she was just
concerned for her child, out of natural maternal love?
After all, she was my mother; how could a son touch his own mother? The textbooks clearly
state that incest is wrong, that it is "incest," and that "incest" has serious consequences.
There should be no doubt about this. These terrifying and chaotic thoughts strongly troubled me.
My mother is a middle-aged woman nearing forty, but she looks like a woman in her thirties, possessing
a mature beauty that is more alluring and captivating than that of a typical young girl. According to a senior who frequents brothels, the best
women are those between thirty and forty; these women are the most energetic and seductive. Twenty-year-
old girls are all looks and no substance, like unripe fruit.
My mother's beautiful, mature body became the ideal object of my fantasies. At night, I would lie in bed,
selecting images of mature women like my mother making love from pornographic books, imagining her mature body in photographs.
I would masturbate on my mother's body like this, sometimes holding her panties stained with her vaginal secretions or pubic
hair smelling them, or putting them on myself, or slipping them over my erect penis and enjoying the pleasure of masturbation in my fantasies.
However, I had never had sex with a woman before. I was filled with curiosity and desire for women, especially
mature women, whose bodies gave me a more real intimacy than masturbation. Older women seemed to understand sex better
.
About a week passed like this. My mother and I would secretly watch each other shower and masturbate. After
masturbating deliberately turn her panties with the stained side facing outwards and place them on top of her change of clothes.
The color and amount of her secretions also seemed darker and more abundant than before.
From that day on, I became bolder and started masturbating with my mother's panties, and I would deliberately ejaculate on her panties
. After ejaculating, I would also deliberately turn the panties with my semen facing outwards and place them on top as a way of repaying my mother for
the secretions she had left me.
Although, on a spiritual level, we had already transcended the mother-son relationship, we had not actually
had a physical relationship. In this way, my mother and I enjoyed a week of spiritual incest.
Today is my sixteenth birthday. My mother told me she would give me a surprise birthday present, but I still
can't imagine what it will be.
Usually, my mother takes a shower first, but tonight after dinner, she told me to shower first. I
went to the bathroom and slowly rinsed off, deliberately leaving the window open. However, I noticed that my mother wasn't peeking at me from the stairs tonight
. After I finished showering, my mother went into the bathroom. I immediately ran to the stairs to peek, but found the bathroom
window tightly closed. I had no choice but to go back to the living room and sit on the sofa to watch TV.
My mother took a long time to come out. When I saw her, my heart started racing, and my mind went
blank. My mother was wearing a semi-transparent silk nightgown, still damp from her shower. The nightgown clung tightly
to her sexy and alluring body. The transparent fabric couldn't hide her voluptuous figure; I could clearly
see her beautiful curves. The two buttons on her chest were undone, revealing her prominent breasts, which were very
eye Upon closer inspection, I could see that she wasn't wearing panties or a bra underneath. In the light, wearing it was practically the same as not wearing anything,
practically naked. I could clearly see the nipples on my mother's breasts, as if teased,
clinging tightly to the soft nightgown. Her high breasts rose and
fell . Below, her mons pubis, bulging like a fleshy eel's head, resembled a towering mountain range,
imposing and menacing, as if defiantly challenging any powerful figure. Thick, black pubic hair was clearly visible, its
bared pubic hair seemingly about to burst through the nightgown.
My mother gave me a seductive smile, then swayed her hips as she walked past me. Her large buttocks swayed
dramatically , her alluring thighs and buttocks trembling slowly like flowing water, exuding a sensual allure.
My mother sat gracefully on the sofa next to me, saying charmingly,
"Today is your sixteenth birthday, um... happy birthday... Mom has
two , the first is this..."
As she spoke, she took out a videotape and handed it to me, saying charmingly,
"Son, happy birthday, come, let's watch it together."
I glanced at the videotape; it was covered in Japanese that I couldn't understand, the only clear thing being the
four large characters of the title: "Mother and Son Affection." With some doubt, I put the videotape into the VCR and pressed the remote
to start playing.
On the screen appeared a family of three having dinner. Through their conversation, I learned that
the father was going on a business trip out of town for a month after dinner. The woman was a
middle-aged woman around forty years old, plump and fairly attractive. Their son was a young boy younger than me, very
thin . After the family finished eating, the father hurriedly left with his luggage, the son took
a towel to take a shower, and the mother cleared the table.
I didn't think this was anything special. Watching this was less interesting than watching my mother in her semi-transparent nightgown. I
impatiently said,
"Mom, what's so interesting about this?"
My mother smiled and said, "Can you be a little more patient? The rest is very exciting; I guarantee you'll want to
watch ."
I watched patiently. After the mother finished tidying up the dining table, she went back to her room. Passing by the bathroom,
she noticed the door wasn't closed properly, so she peeked out. She saw the little boy playing the son
, naked, taking a shower and masturbating. The boy's penis was small, light in color, and not yet
fully developed; he was probably just starting to get an erection, and his pubic hair hadn't even grown yet.
I was shocked. Good heavens, my mother had asked me to watch porn, and it was even depicting incest between mother and son
! Having never seen porn before, my mouth gaped open in astonishment as I stared
intently .
At this moment, the mother, while secretly watching her son masturbate, unbuttoned two buttons of her blouse, reaching her slender
hand inside to caress her large breasts through her bra. Her left hand slid under her skirt,
slipping to caress the clitoris overflowing with thick, honey-like fluid, playing with the unusually hard clitoris. She gritted her teeth to suppress
a whimper, while simultaneously thrusting her hips forward, her fingers continuing to vigorously torment the erect clitoris,
moving violently within the hot, itchy opening. The twisted pleasure on her face was exactly the same as my mother's when she masturbated.
Finally, the mother couldn't resist any longer and ran back to her room, leaving the door slightly ajar. She began to undress.
A middle-aged woman of my mother's age, her figure was no less impressive than my mother's; her pubic hair was thick and black, and her mature, full
breasts and buttocks exuded the sensuality of a mature woman.

After undressing, the middle-aged woman lay naked on the bed, one hand caressing her vulva,
the other stroking her large breasts, which bounced rhythmically, while she moaned softly.
The screen's focus was on the mother's genitals,
glistening . The woman inserted her index and middle fingers deep into her opening, digging forcefully, while her thumb pressed
and rotated on her erect clitoris. Her beautiful, snow-white fingers caressed the raised, flower-like bud, then, as if tearing it open, she parted the dark
red, sticky labia. Her slender fingers danced across her vulva, each friction producing
a lewd sound.
The camera then panned to the slightly ajar door, revealing her son, who had just finished showering, standing in the doorway, secretly...
The middle-aged mother was masturbating, stroking her penis. Then her young son quietly pushed open the door, crawled on the floor
like a dog, and reached the foot of the bed. The mother was rubbing her large breasts,
her legs wide open, her genitals dripping with vaginal fluid. The boy crawled
between her legs, stood up, and pressed himself against her, embracing her with both hands. His still-foreskin-covered penis was positioned directly
at her vaginal opening. With a thrust, "plop," his penis slid fully into her vagina.
The mother screamed in fright at her son's sudden action, arching her back and
staring at him with wide eyes, saying,
"Oh my god, what are you doing? Stop! No... You can't do this... This is incest
!"
Hearing "incest," the boy became even more excited, thrusting wildly into his mother's wet vagina
, making "plop! plop!" sounds as he pumped.
The middle-aged mother kept crying out, "No! No! You can't!" but her body wouldn't listen,
swaying wildly and wantonly with her son's teasing. Her beautiful chrysanthemum bud was being relentlessly
thrust into by the young boy.
The frenzied thrusting ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within her. The middle-aged mother, in the prime of her life,
completely broke down. Her lustful desires quickly overwhelmed her. How could her long-neglected vagina withstand
the wild thrusting of that real, hard penis? Gradually, the middle-aged mother's slightly furrowed brows relaxed,
replaced by a flushed face. Her pink cheeks were rosy, and her vaginal fluids gushed out. Her hands and feet tightly wrapped around
the young boy, her plump buttocks thrusting upwards to meet his thrusts. Her pink face was flushed with desire, her alluring eyes half-open, and she
breathed a beast-like, ecstatic moan.
During the rape of her middle-aged mother by her teenage son, the lustful mother finally let down her guard, not only actively
cooperating with her son's thrusts but also constantly changing positions and teaching him sexual techniques. They fought
passionately in bed, abandoning all moral boundaries and worldly conventions, seeking only the satisfaction of their lust.
Finally, the teenage son shuddered, shouted, and quickly pulled his penis out of his mother's vagina.
He then grabbed his own penis, aimed it at her face, and ejaculated. "Pfft, pfft, pfft..." His semen
gushed out like a wild horse. The middle-aged mother opened her mouth wide, receiving the
boy her mouth. She kept opening her mouth to receive the semen, but her mouth
couldn't hold it all. A large amount of semen flowed down her chin and onto her breasts. The boy's semen covered
her head and face, leaving a thick, white residue on her hair and breasts.
The middle-aged mother didn't care at all. She tilted her head back and swallowed the semen in her mouth with a gulp. She then cupped
her breasts, which were also covered in semen, with both hands, brought them close to her face, lowered her head, slowly opened her mouth
, and stuck out her bright red tongue to lick her breasts. She rolled the semen on her breasts into her mouth one mouthful at a time and swallowed it. Then she used her fingers
to scrape off the semen that she couldn't reach and put it into her mouth. Then, with a satisfied expression, she licked
the young penis that had just ejaculated but was still hard and erect. The whole penis was wet, and there was still some semen on the glans. The middle-aged mother
lovingly licked it clean with her tongue, not wanting to miss a single drop of semen. She carefully licked every part of it for a
final inspection, swallowed all the semen, and then smacked her lips. She stuck out her tongue
and licked around her full, bright red lips, rolling all the milky white semen that remained around her lips into her mouth. She looked at the camera
with a charming smile.
She said, "I'm a mother who was raped by my own son. So this is what incest with your own son
feels like! From now on, I'll rape my own son every day! All mothers in the world, hurry up and
rape your own sons!"
With that, the middle-aged mother pounced on her son like a bitch in heat.
The movie finally ended. I let out a long breath, breathing rapidly. My penis was throbbing hard in my pants.
I turned to look at my mother. Her face was flushed, almost as if it were about to burst with desire. Her chest heaved violently,
her hands were clenched into fists, and her legs were unconsciously clamped together and rubbing up and down. It was clear she was also
very excited!
At that moment, my mother noticed the change in my pants and reached out to squeeze my hard penis in my pajama bottoms. The
way she squeezed it felt incredibly good, making me so excited that I forgot the woman in front of me was my
own mother. I couldn't help but arch my hips and rub my penis against her palm.
My mother just stared blankly at my penis, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid. After a while, she
released her grip, letting me sit close to her on the sofa. She looked at me with a seductive smile and asked,
"Hi! Son, do you like Mom's first gift?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Aren't we a lot like them, mother and son? We're both peeping at each other showering, and masturbating..."
"Mom, so you knew." Although I knew my mother had deliberately let me see, hearing
her say it for the first time still shocked me.
"Silly child, of course Mom knows."
"Mom, this is the first gift, so what's the second gift?"
"My darling, I've watched you grow from a little child to this age. It's only recently that I realized you're sixteen
. Male hormones are making you a man. If your father were still here, he would definitely tell
you things boys should know as they grow up, like how to make love with a woman. I already
showed you that in a video, but without real sex, you're not a real man. Tonight, I wanted to find a woman
to make love with to celebrate your sixteenth birthday, but I couldn't find a suitable one. I thought about finding a prostitute, but I was worried about
hygiene . So, I have a crazy idea, one I've never even dared to consider before..."
My mother smiled warmly at me.
"After thinking about it deeply, I started researching in books. From different cultures and customs throughout history
, I realized that my idea isn't so unusual after all. I discovered that the gift I want to give you is the same gift many
mothers give their sons, except that this kind of gift can't be given in public." My mother
paused , taking a deep breath before continuing.
"I've decided to give you a gift that shows how deep my love for you is. I want to give my good son..."
"A gift that money can't buy, a gift that no woman can give you, the birthday gift Mom wants to give you is Mom's
own body."
My mother said this dramatically, stood up, and right in front of me, untied the belt
of her nightgown, letting it slide to the ground. Instantly, her familiar, snow-white, full-figured female naked body
appeared before me, exuding a mature woman's charm. After a week of mutual spying with my mother,
even with my eyes closed, I could still clearly see the shape and color of my mother's body. But this was the first time I had ever looked at my mother's naked body so closely.
I couldn't help but widen my eyes and stare at my naked, beautiful mother in front of me. My burning
gaze went from head to toe, and then from toe back up, finally fixing on
the tuft . I couldn't tear my eyes away from my mother's honey pot.
"Son, do I look good in my body?" My mother smiled, touching her dark
pubic hair with her snow-white hand.
"Oh... God... Mom... you..." My consciousness began to blur; I didn't know
what would happen next.
My mother stood naked in front of me, her hand gently stroking the slightly bulging
, beautiful area of her genitals. She would occasionally thrust her hips forward, as if making love, shamelessly opening and
closing , making various lewd movements to tease me, laughing obscenely.
My mother continued doing something that surprised me. She spread her legs wide and
pulled . Her vulva was already quite far forward, and with that pull, it was completely exposed, revealing a pink fleshy
opening. My mother straightened her lower body and brought her entire vulva close to my face so I could see it more clearly. My
face was directly in front of my mother's vulva. Her two dark red, thick labia majora were closed, and a thin, long slit in the middle
was clearly visible. My mother's labia majora were quite large, and her vulva was very large. The opening was so tight that clear, glistening vaginal
fluid dripped from her plump vulva, making my eyes almost pop out. The stimulation made my penis erect, pressing
against my pajama pants.
"See this? This is Mom's little hole. You were born from this little hole. Tonight, Mom
has decided to offer this fleshy hole for you to fuck, to make love to you personally, to do the most sacred thing between men and women together. This
is Mom's birthday gift to you. Mom knows you have grown up, and are fully mature enough to accept
this special gift. Mom hopes to guide you from childhood to adulthood. Mom wants to watch her own
son become a real man on her body."
"Mom, you mean... to make love with me... But, isn't that a little inappropriate?" I
said in a weak voice.
"Mom knows it's wrong, and it might lead to jail time, but do you know? There is no
love in the world stronger than a mother's love for her child. Mom will not do anything to destroy this love between us
. Mom hopes that even if we make love, you will continue to treat me as your mother. Do you understand?" My mother
said, holding my hand.
"Mom, isn't it incest for a son to have sex with his own mother?"
"What's wrong with incest? Countless people in the world commit incest. During the day, everyone's a respectable gentleman, but at night,
when the man's penis is hard and the woman's vagina is itchy, they don't care if you're mother and son or father and daughter, they don't care if it's incestuous or not,
they just want to have their fun first. According to Freud's theory, all boys have an Oedipus complex. Tell me, have you ever
fantasized about having sex with your mother?"
"Yes..."
"That's it. When boys grow up, their penises get hard, and they want to have sex with women. The women around them
are either their biological mothers or their biological sisters. They live together, and sometimes they inevitably
see their mothers' or sisters' breasts, or even their vaginas. So the first woman a boy wants to have sex with
is either his biological mother or his biological sister. At this time, the mother is in her prime, at the most mature and
charming, and most attractive to young boys. If she doesn't have a husband, the mother loves her son
the most and will definitely sleep with him. The mother and son sleep together at night, the son's penis touches the mother's vagina
, the mother's vagina is itchy, the son's penis gets hard, and sooner or later he will penetrate the mother's vagina. Moreover, the
mother loves her son the most, and if the son wants to penetrate the mother's vagina, the mother will definitely let the son penetrate unconditionally. So incest between
mother and son is the most common and widespread. It is said that 40% of families in the United States have had incestuous relationships, and
incest between mother and son is the most common and widespread. It's just that everyone does this kind of incest behind closed doors and it is not known to
outsiders ."
"But... why do people say that incest between mother and son is forbidden?"
"The moral concept of not being allowed to commit incest was created by people in the past to avoid family disputes.
If a son and his mother committed incest, the son would be jealous of his father, and the father wouldn't want to
share his wife with his son, leading to family discord. If society were like that, there would be chaos. Therefore,
there a restriction against incest. In addition, people in the past prohibited
incest to prevent the inheritance of harmful genetic traits in offspring. The reason a son couldn't have sex with his mother was because incestuous relationships could result in birth defects.
But in modern society, sex is not for procreation." Although we are legally and blood-related mother and son,
as long as we don't have children, it's just sexual contact, like holding hands. What's the big deal?
Incest doesn't really bother us, because it's just you and Mom in our family. There's no
Dad to compete with you for Mom's vagina, so there won't be any family discord. We can have incest
behind closed doors , and as long as we don't tell anyone, no one else will know. It's our secret. Incest not only
satisfies our sexual desires but also strengthens our bond. Isn't that a win-win situation?
"But in traditional beliefs, incest is condemned."
"Mom doesn't think incest is immoral. In family relationships, the bond between parents and children is closer than anyone
else's . Blood ties make them rely on each other, and it's natural for them to have feelings for one another.
It's not impossible for this to develop into a sexual relationship. You know, in the past, many border tribes had customs
where after the father died, the eldest son would succeed him and marry his mother. In ancient China, many emperors even
made their mothers, aunts, sisters, and other female relatives their concubines."
"That's true, but you're my mother..."
"She's your own mother, so you should fuck her even more, you know? Experienced men like to fuck middle-
aged . Those women outside, though young and pretty, are like unripe apples, unappetizing
and won't wriggle their asses to meet you. Middle-aged women like Mom have years of sexual experience; they wriggle their asses to meet
you, their vaginas are so beautiful and juicy, so slippery and warm, and they suck in with each thrust, like a sweet and delicious
peach ! Besides, there's only one vagina in the world, and Mom's cunt is
incomparable to any other woman's. The liberation that a son feels when fucking his own mother, a liberation that transcends morality, is a pleasure that most people ca
n't ." "Think about it, the little cunt your cock is fucking is the cunt that gave birth to you,
the little flesh cunt of your own mother. That incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any other woman's vagina. And people often say
that mother and son are connected at heart. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, and they have a tacit understanding that surpasses any other woman's."
My mother, who had lost all rational control and completely surrendered to the abyss of lust, was like a female leopard unleashed by its beastly nature.
Her face flushed red, she knelt down at my feet, pulled down my underwear, and took it off my legs. I was at a loss
and let her do as she pleased. My cock was already at its peak of erection, excitedly standing high and swinging up and down,
the huge glans bulging out, gleaming with a dark purple-red light.
My mother's seductive eyes stared at my big cock, revealing a look of surprise. She grasped my big
shaft with both hands, feeling how hot and hard it was, and looked at me lewdly, saying:
"Heh...you little devil...still pretending. Look how big your cock has gotten, wow...so amazing...
such a big cock...look, Mom can't even hold it in one hand...Mom has never seen such a big cock before...I never
imagined your cock was so big...so good...hard and hot...I wonder
what it will feel like to be inside Mom's pussy...ah...son...your cock, so hard it's almost endearing. Don't worry! Mom will gently
caress it, it will definitely make you feel incredibly comfortable..."
The mother was completely lost in lust, she used her snow-white hands... Her fingers gently caressed my innocent and adorable
penis . She eagerly opened her beautiful cherry-like mouth, her lovely lips fully enveloping the
glans, which was jutting out a moist, red tip. She slowly sucked on it, while her right hand grasped my testicles, stroking and kneading them incessantly.
Using both hands and mouth, my mother's small mouth released the glans, her tongue teasing the urethral opening, then gently biting it with her
teeth. Her left hand vigorously stroked my penis up and down, causing a few drops of
white , making it even thicker and larger.
I quickly stopped her, saying, "Mom, don't do this! We are mother and son, we can't commit incest!"
My mother gazed at me with alluring, spring-like eyes, leaning against me naked, her lewdness fully revealed, and said in a soft,
seductive voice:
"Mom doesn't care. Today, Mom is naked, begging you with my little hole sticking out. If you refuse Mom, how can
Mom live with herself? Besides, a few days ago you peeked at Mom while she was bathing and masturbated in front of her. Mom has been
a widow for many years, and now she's in her prime, starved for so long. How can she withstand your stimulation? You've ignited
the long-dormant desires hidden deep within Mom's flesh. You have to take responsibility. Mom's flesh is so itchy and empty right now
. Look, the lustful fluid inside Mom's flesh is flowing out like tap water, running down her legs.
Incest or not, Mom doesn't care anymore. Mom wants to be fucked. Mom's little hole needs a man's cock. Mom's little cunt
is so itchy! Quickly stop the itch for Mom. Mom won't be satisfied until she's fucked enough. If you don't fuck her, Mom will just go outside and find some other man to fuck.
Do you want Mom to go find other men? Do you want Mom's little hole to be fucked by other men's cocks?"
"Of course not..."
"That's good then. Let's keep the good stuff in the family. Don't worry about it. It's just the two of us at home now, no
outsiders . Whether we're committing incest or not, no one will know. Son, come on, let Mom's little hole serve you properly!
If we can break free from the constraints of propriety, we can enjoy the pleasure of male-female sexual intercourse. Mom is a woman
who can satisfy you. Although Mom is old, and my vagina has loosened a bit after giving birth to you,
Mom is very confident in the strength of my vaginal muscles. Mom will definitely satisfy you, absolutely make you incredibly comfortable. Do
whatever you want to do to Mom. No matter what you say, Mom will do it. Don't worry,
Mom will definitely be very horny, more horny than any woman you've ever seen, Mom's dear son..."
The mother climbed her bare thighs onto my thighs, rubbing her vulva directly against my thighs, and
kissing my neck with her mouth, making demands as wantonly as a prostitute.
"No... Mom, don't do this, you can't do this..."
I tried to push my mother away, but my hands landed squarely on her breasts. Before this, I had never
truly touched a woman's naked breasts, so my mother's breasts were the first breasts I had ever touched.
They felt so soft and elastic, but she was my own mother. I was startled and immediately pulled my hands away.
My mother grabbed my hands and pressed them against her own breasts, saying with a lewd expression, "Listen to Mom,
gently caress Mom's big breasts with your hands, hold them gently as if you're stroking them."
I had no choice but to hold my mother's breasts. They were very large; with both hands together, I could barely hold one.
They felt so soft and elastic. When my hands caressed my mother's warm, soft, round, and elastic
breasts, like big winter melons, the feeling was indescribable. It was a
feeling I had never experienced in my entire life!
My mother sat between my legs, arching her back, eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure I gave her
. She teased me softly with lewd words:
"Yes! That's it, that's how you should gently caress a woman's breasts! So good, so comfortable..."
She gently encircled my neck with her hands, pressing my face against her left breast, breathing rapidly,
seductively twisting her full, mature body. This didn't seem like a mother at all; it was a woman's seductive charm towards
a man .
My mother forcefully twisted her elastic buttocks, thrusting her lower abdomen forward. My huge penis slid
between her thighs, gently rubbing against her soft pubic hair. The head of my penis touched something soft and warm; I
knew my glans was now pressed against my mother's vulva.
"This is it, this is the entrance to Mom's vagina. Mom hopes to... accommodate your man's weapon...
entirely inside... Child, you know very well that this is incest. Think about it, this is the dream of many men. You
will have a mother who completely obeys you and satisfies you, becoming your sex slave. Doesn't this incestuous love feel exciting?"
"Isn't this what you've always wanted? Good boy, hmm?"
At this moment, the mother had completely abandoned all human hypocrisy and pride, acting like a wanton little slut. The thought of my
thick, hard penis about to penetrate her vagina caused her burning flower to contract violently.
"Mom, I'm your own son. We'll be punished by heaven for this. We can't do this! It's
not too late to regret it now."
"Son, how could I regret it now? Come on! My dear son, let me be your woman,
let me fulfill my duties as a wife for you. If you don't fuck me, I'll rape you. If you say no now, once it's
inside , you'll feel so good you won't want to pull out, so good you'll want to be inside me every day until you're satisfied
. Come on... have pity on me... I can't take it anymore... use your big cock to relieve my itch." "I'd rather die than
let enjoy my beloved son's
hard cock every day... that's the greatest happiness of my life... Ah..."
My mother screamed wildly, one hand reaching between her legs, using her fingers to separate her labia, revealing her pink
vulva. Her other hand grasped my penis, guiding it to her honeypot. My huge cock immediately pressed against my mother's wet
vulva . I could clearly feel my hard, burning glans pressing against my mother's alluring, fluid-filled opening.
If either of us moved, it would slide in completely. This situation made me gasp,
panting !
"Oh... Mom... no..." When my glans touched my mother's soft, hot labia,
the sensation of her skin made me groan. I felt dizzy, because I was about to enter a brand new world, a
new beginning in my life. I knew I was about to become a real man, and this coming-of-age ceremony would
be presided over by my mother.
My mother's body became very hot, and her vaginal opening became very wet, slippery, and hot, constantly contracting and leaking
a little milky white, sticky, slippery fluid.
"Your penis is so big... Mom might die this time... Mom will definitely cry in pain... But Mom
isn't afraid... Fuck Mom as much as you want... Fuck Mom until Mom can't come anymore..."
My mother slowly lowered her buttocks, and because her vagina was so wet, I barely noticed, but with a "whoosh
," the enormous glans that had been pressed against the entrance of my mother's vagina slid into her flesh.
Wow! Such a tight vagina! I never imagined that my mother, who is thirty-eight years old, would still have such a tight and small vulva. She
doesn't look like a woman who has given birth at all. My mother's vaginal opening is relatively wide, but the inside of her vagina is not loose as I had imagined. Instead, it
is so tight and small. A thick layer of warm and tender flesh on the vaginal wall tightly grips my large glans. It is hot inside.
I feel that my huge glans is completely enveloped by my mother's warm and moist flesh. My mother's place is so
slippery and hot, as if it is going to melt my glans. The soft, lustful flesh presses on my
glans , constantly secreting thick lubricating fluid. My glans is completely surrounded by a sea of water. I feel that
my glans is being obstructed. My glans is being gripped tightly and it hurts a little, but it is also very comfortable.
My mother closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, furrowed her brows, and slightly opened her mouth
, her breath coming in heavy gasps. She slowly lowered her hips, and with each movement, she gradually
swallowed her vagina. My thick, long penis pushed aside the vaginal walls, slowly engulfing my mother's vagina. It felt
like passing through a warm, slippery tunnel, quite narrow, wet, tight, and warm—completely different from masturbation.
My mother's soft, fleshy flesh tightly wrapped around my large penis, her two fleshy labia
pressing lower and lower along my thick, hard shaft. I felt wave after wave of pleasure washing over me.
My mother kept pressing her round buttocks down, trying her best to let my penis penetrate deeper into
her hot, wet hole. Finally, my mother sat down hard. Because my mother's hole was already wide open and
full of vaginal fluid, my penis, along with the vaginal fluid secreted by my mother's vagina, was easily buried in my mother's
juicy and lovely hole. I broke through my mother's forbidden territory and completely disappeared into
the vagina in which my mother gave birth to me 16 years ago. It went all the way in, and the extremely engorged glans was already touching my mother's cervix. My mother's
warm vaginal walls tightly surrounded my penis. It felt slippery, warm, and so comfortable. The extremely
engorged glans pressed against a piece of flesh and was tightly embedded in the cervix. My mother's cervix opened and closed, sucking on my
big glans. It was extremely wonderful, and the pleasure spread throughout my body. I was so excited that I almost jumped up.
My mother let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling as her vagina contracted repeatedly. We, mother and son, clung tightly
to each other , motionless, our lower bodies pressed together without any gap.
My mother's vagina was incredibly tight; if it weren't already very lubricated, penetration would have been extremely difficult.
But this tightness gave me immense stimulation. My thick penis
rubbed , which sucked at my glans like a suction cup, giving me an indescribably intense stimulation—a feeling of
unparalleled pleasure.
I finally penetrated! I finally possessed my mother's vagina. It was the first time I had inserted my penis into a woman's
vagina, and it was my own mother's vagina! Although my mother was middle-aged, her vagina was still slippery and
tight, with an unimaginable heat—something that could never be compared to a hand or fingers.
It was as if my penis was inserted into a tight, burning sac of flesh, giving me immense pleasure.
The first time I entered my mother's body, I was overwhelmed with emotions. The warm and tight feeling was
unforgettable. My mother and I had finally violated the taboo of morality and committed incest, a sin that
could never be washed away.
The room was quiet, and my mother had stopped moving. Only our lower bodies were tightly connected.
I felt the wonder of this moment. My penis throbbed in the warm embrace of my mother's vagina. An indescribable
feeling of warmth welled up in my heart. I slowly relaxed my tense nerves, and my body relaxed. Gradually, I got used to
this strange and unfamiliar feeling. I moved my body slightly and felt my penis
gently rubbing against the walls of my mother's vagina. A surge of excitement rushed to my head.
"It's all the way in, Mom! My penis is all the way inside your vagina."
"Yes, son... your thick penis is all the way inside Mom's little hole... so deep... so good,
God! Mom is going crazy! Your penis is filling Mom's vagina. Mom is making love with my own son, Mom's vagina..."
I'm so excited to receive your semen indoors! Oh! My darling son, my precious son! I
love ! "The mother's long-dormant desires were finally unleashed after years of pent-up thirst. Her soft, seductive moans
unleashed the unbridled lust of a lonely, resentful woman.
'I'm making love to you, Mom, oh, I'm defiling my own mother's cunt! God, we've finally
committed incest.'
'That's right, we've finally committed incest. The big
cock ... is now fucking my vagina... Now your big cock is inside my vagina, isn't it
comfortable, pleasurable, and satisfying? I'm not lying to you, am I?'
'Mom... your little hole... is so warm... so tight... it grips my cock... so comfortably...
so wonderful... I love it so much... Mom... if I had known... the feeling of fucking... would be this wonderful...
I should have fucked your little hole long ago...'
The mother gently stroked my face, smiling as she said, 'Silly child... you weren't like that before.'"
Growing up ... My penis won't get hard... How can you penetrate me... Penetrate my pussy? From now on, we, mother and son...
can make love often... My pussy... is always open... You can penetrate me... You can fuck me... Mmm...
It's so wonderful... My dear son... My big-dicked son... Your big penis is amazing... So big and long... This is
the first time I've ever tasted this. "Such a wonderful feeling... It's so deep... It's reached Mom's G-spot... You've already
hit... Mom's cervix... Mom's cervix is almost opened by you... So beautiful... So comfortable...
I wonder how many women will be captivated by you in the future... Ah... So joyful... Mom is so joyful..."
After my big cock was inserted into my mother's vagina, it swelled up completely, the vaginal walls were squeezed and swollen,
and the labia minora were squeezed as if they were about to be torn. My mother had never tasted this feeling before. It was more painful and more stimulating than when my father deflowered her.
The desire that had been dormant in my mother's body was completely ignited by my big cock. And yet ,
what enveloped her entire body was an indescribable pleasure and excitement.
I led my mother into a wonderful realm she had never experienced before. My large glans touched the core of her uterus, and an unprecedented
comfort and pleasure spread from her vulva throughout her entire body, as if she were floating on clouds. Pain, numbness, swelling, itching,
sourness, and sweetness—a truly complex mix of sensations. At this moment, my mother felt my large penis, like a red-hot iron rod, inserted into
her vagina , fiery and hard, the glans angular, filling her vagina completely. My mother slowly adapted to my large penis,
and then her plump buttocks rose and fell wildly, her pink face flushed with spring, her alluring eyes half-open and half-closed, her soft moans and groans echoing:
"Ouch... dear brother... oh... you're hitting it... Mom's pussy feels so good... Mom's dear son... oh...
oh... ouch... your cock is hitting it again... hitting the G-spot... oh..."
"Ah... Mom... I feel so good too... your pussy feels so good... I'm so happy...
in the future... I'll make Mom happy again... okay..."
"Silly child, as long as you like it, Mom's pussy will always be like this with you, and Mom will continue to make you
happy ... Mom will make you feel even better... ah..."
I thrust hard into my mother's G-spot, while shaking my buttocks, making my glans drill into my mother's G-spot like an electric drill
, and my mother shook her round buttocks, moaning.
My mother gripped the sofa railing with both hands, her hips rising and falling, her wet vagina gripping my penis wildly,
her juices flowing more and more, her beauty boundless, her body drenched in sweat, her moans incessant.
"Mmm...good son...mmm...touch Mom's breasts...touch them hard...ah...so beautiful...mmm...
rub them hard...mmm...Mom feels so good, so good..."
Below me, I placed my hands on my mother's breasts, kneading them heavily with my palms,
pinching her nipples with my fingers, my large penis thrusting up and down in rhythm with her movements.
Painful moans mingled with satisfied groans. Dozens of thrusts, each one hitting her G-spot, made
her throbbing clitoris tingle. The pain from her labia being torn apart lessened,
replaced by an intoxicating, blissful sensation. Her face flushed with desire, and her vaginal fluids
flowed freely. The gentle kiss of my glans on her G-spot was so pleasurable it made her tremble. Lost in passion, she could only
moan , her hands gripping her large breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist, her
hips swaying with boundless desire.
She cried out, squeezing her legs together, her buttocks heaving wildly. Several times,
my penis slipped out, and she immediately shoved it back inside. My penis was covered in
her slippery, sticky fluids.
My mother looked down at my penis, glistening as it slid in and out of her vagina. It was her vaginal fluid that clung to my
penis, the glans, red and
exposed , making it look like a red pineapple. My mother's hairy genitals seemed like a mouth,
chewing on my pineapple-like penis.
She grabbed my hand and pressed it to her breast, gently stroking it, even
licking my fingers like a lollipop—a truly wanton sight. She knew her
expression was lewd, but she couldn't control herself; she just wanted to reach orgasm immediately!
After kneading my mother's breasts for a while, I lowered my hands and propped myself up, assuming
a sitting position . My mother hugged me tightly, her breasts rubbing against my chest.
"Mom...you're so horny...so wanton...mmm...oh...Mom...turn your fat ass around...
mmm...turn it around...yes...that's great..."
"Darling...forgive Mom...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...so good...Mom will always belong to you...
ah...mmm...so beautiful...mmm...ah..." My mother bit my earlobe and whispered in my ear.
"Mmm...such a big cock...my dear husband...Mom is so happy...hmm...my pussy is so tight...
oh...oh...it feels so good...ah..."
My mother moaned dreamily with tears streaming down her face, twisting her waist and lifting her hips to make her vulva and the big cock fit together even
tighter . Waves of tingling and itching spread from her sensitive vulva and the nerves of her pussy throughout her body, and she couldn't help but cry out:
"Mmm... Ah... Son... My dear son... Mom is yours now... So good... The feeling of incest is so
exciting... Son... What do you say... Ah... How does it feel to fuck your own mother's pussy... Isn't it wonderful...?"
"Mom...son feels so good...fucks your own mother's pussy...so amazing...Mom...how about you...being fucked by your own
son...with his cock...into the place that gave birth to him...how does it feel..."
"So beautiful...the beauty of flying to heaven...so exciting...ah...if I had known being fucked by my own son
's cock...would feel so good...I would have let you fuck my pussy long ago...faster...fuck me some more...I've lived for over ten years in vain...ah...
husband...dear husband...I want to marry you...please...Mom...I want you...to fuck my
pussy every day...please..."
"Mom...I don't want to...I don't want you to marry me...I don't want you to be my concubine...we want to
be mother and son forever...mother and son incest...incest between mother and son...my son's cock fucking my little cunt...
this feeling...is so good...I don't want you to marry me...I want to be your son forever...not your
husband..."
"Ah...yes...yes...Mom doesn't want to marry you...Mom doesn't want to call you husband...Mom wants to call you her own
son ...good son...my own son's cock fucking my own pussy...we're incestuous...oh...it's so
exciting...fuck me...son...my precious son...Mom feels so good being fucked by you...it's so exciting...
Mom's gone crazy like this...becoming a shameless, lewd woman...Mom is so lowly...Mom is even worse than a
prostitute ...son...am I so lewd...calling like a slut...son...curse Mom..."
"Oh...I'll fuck you...fuck you to death, you lewd mother, slut, prostitute, stinking bitch! You even dare to seduce
your son, see how I deal with your lewd, fat cunt...fuck you to death, you lewd mother."
I cursed my mother, aiming to make her even more lewd and have more pleasure.
My mother wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs clamping tightly around my buttocks, wildly writhing her hips
and moaning wantonly:
"Oh... good son, well done! Mom is a stinking whore! Mom is a slutty prostitute! A
prostitute who only gets fucked by her own son, Mom just loves to commit adultery and incest with her own son, Mom's fat little hole
loves to be fucked by her son's big cock... Oh... Mom is so lewd... Ah... It feels so good." "Baby...
Your cock is so big... so big... fucking... fucking Mommy... so pleasurable... fucking Mommy's flower heart...
is about to open... um... so beautiful... little darling... don't be polite to Mommy's... little fat hole... harder...
curse it hard... Mommy's little cunt... curse Mommy... keep cursing Mommy... curse Mommy with the most nasty... the most
lewd "
The mother hugged my body tightly, her whole body trembling, going crazy from my strong thrusts, panting constantly,
constantly moving her lower body to meet my movements, seeking even greater pleasure.
"Slut... is it good... is it good to be fucked by me... if it's good, then scream it out..." Calling his own mother a slut
was really satisfying.
"Ah...so good...Mom is being...fucked the most...so good...it feels so good...ah...so good...
so good...ah...good son...big-cocked son...you're fucking me so hard I'm dying...Mom is your biological
mother . You are my biological son...we are committing adultery...Mom is having incest with her own son...
oh...it's so exciting...Mom loves incest...you are my biological son...my dear brother..."
My mother was completely lewd, having incest with her own son, she even forgot about seniority, and actually called me
"my dear brother." I echoed my mother's words:
"Well said, that's exciting enough, I am your dear brother, your dear brother fucks your dear sister, try to say some lewd things,
and keep calling me that."
"Okay, my name is, dear brother. You're the brother who raped your sister, so don't be polite to your sister's little fat hole...
Fuck it hard... Fuck your sister's cunt until it's ripped open... Fuck it until it's torn... It doesn't matter
." My mother's voice sounded like she was crying.
"Dear sister, you're so lewd... Your brother likes to fuck... your sister's cunt..."
"Dear father, I'm your daughter, big-cocked daddy... Harder... Fuck your daughter harder
... My cunt is so itchy... I'm a little slut... I like to let my dad fuck me... Fuck me...
Fuck me hard... Get my belly... Get it big..."
"Dear daughter... Your cunt is so tender... Daddy has never fucked such a tender cunt before... Mmm..." I hugged
my mother's body tightly and thrust violently.
"Grandpa, I'm glad you like your granddaughter's cunt... Oh... Granddaughter will be fucked senseless by you... Granddaughter
can't take it like this... Mmm... Grandpa... Your cock is so thick... So long... Oh... Granddaughter's little
hole... Feels so good being pounded by you... So comfortable... So good... Mmm... Grandpa... So beautiful... So beautiful it's killing me
..." My mother's snow-white buttocks began to sway back and forth, and with my frantic thrusting, my mother also frantically
matched my rhythm.
"Good granddaughter... dear granddaughter... your little cunt is so beautiful... oh... so soft and slippery... it grips
Grandpa 's cock so... so good... so comfortable... it feels so good to fuck you... mmm... granddaughter... Grandpa is going to fuck
you to death... Grandpa is going to fuck you hard... fuck granddaughter's little slutty cunt..."
My big glans thrust into my mother's flower core, my big cock pounding hard inside her cunt. All of this made
my mother very happy. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she kept twisting and turning from side to side, panting softly. Her hands
gripped the bed railing tightly, her legs were squeezed together, and her buttocks rose and fell up and down. That kind of sexy, yet unbearable, state
made me feel lustful and my soul soared to the heavens. And I opened my mouth wide, enjoying the pleasure that my mother's vagina brought me.
My mother quickened her pace, her clitoris bulging from excessive excitement,
pounding against my pubic bone. Each impact sent a shiver through her; as the rhythm intensified, the trembling became a continuous
assault on her brain, making her tremble all over. All I could see were her distorted
expressions, a mixture of pain and pleasure, her cries unreadable.
"Faster, harder,"
she murmured, pulling me towards her and kissing me passionately. Our tongues swirled, eagerly
absorbing my saliva, imagining it as liquid gushing from my glans.
Under the relentless assault of my large penis, her vagina was reaching its peak, her clitoris being
rubbed and throbbed by my glans, causing her to gush with pleasure and fluids, overflowing from her vulva and wetting my pubic
hair along her buttocks. My mother cried out wantonly,
"Oh...good son...big-cocked brother...my little cunt...sister...I'm going to die of pleasure..."
"Oh... This is good... So good... Oh... You little devil... Mom is going to... die under your... big
cock ... Ouch... Ah... So good... Big cock son... Darling...
Fuck me to death... Little slut mom... Please... Fuck me hard... Mom's big cock... My dear son... Ah...
Mom is coming... Mom is coming... I'm coming..."
The mother's legs clamped me tighter, her vagina tightly enveloping my cock. She cried out ecstatically,
her waist swaying constantly, nearing madness from the thirst for desire. Her breathing became more and more rapid, like
a female dog , her movements becoming more and more intense.
"Quick, Mom's coming soon, fuck Mom's pussy hard, fuck Mom with the strength you used to have when you were breastfeeding, Mom can't take it
anymore ... Mom's going to cum... Quick... Quick, thrust into Mom's pussy hard... Mom's going to cum for her son... Quick...
Come out with Mom... Ah..." My mother's wet pussy was nearing orgasm from the thrusting of my big cock,
demanding more forceful thrusts.
I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts, and soon, my mother screamed, her pussy began to contract violently,
tightly sucking my cock.
Suddenly, I heard my mother's rapid breathing, which became more and more rapid, her body began
to tremble , and then, after a short pause, she took a deep breath, hugged me tightly with her hands, her full
breasts rubbing against my chest, her lower body thrusting wildly, the depths of her vagina began
to vibrate , the muscles of her vaginal walls tightly sucking my thick cock, so tightly that I couldn't
move an inch, and could only let my mother shake wildly on top of me.
"Oh... God... What does this feel like? Ah... So good... Mommy's going to die... Child...
Good son... Dear son... Harder... Thrust harder... Thrust harder... Ah... Good thrust... It feels
so good... Mommy's going to die... Oh... Mommy's going to be fucked to death by my bad son... Ah... It's too stimulating...
Mommy can't take it anymore... Mommy's going to cum... Oh... Good son... Dear husband... Cum... Cum inside Mommy's
pussy. " "Quickly ejaculate into your slutty mother. Come out with Mom. Ah..."
My mother held onto my body tightly, her lower body thrusting, hoping my penis would penetrate deeper. At the same time,
she contracted her tight little hole forcefully, her vagina overflowing with fluids, her vagina
spasming , the hot flesh tightly sucking on my swollen penis, the vaginal walls writhing violently, contracting and
contracting, rhythmically squeezing my penis, forcing it to release its accumulated energy.
"Mom... I'm going to ejaculate too... I want to shoot my semen into your vagina... Mom! I want to shoot into
your hot little hole! Mom... my good mother... my dear mother... Mom..."
I was also on the verge of exploding, so I touched the point where my mother's penis and my vagina met,
playing with my mother's clitoris with my fingers, one hand covered in our semen, and put my fingers into my mother's mouth. My mother
excitedly sucked the fluids from my fingers.
"Ugh...ugh..." My mother sucked on my finger, making nasal sounds of pleasure.
"Ah...Mom...I'm coming..." I could barely hold on any longer, about to make my final thrust.
My huge cock pounded in and out with tremendous force, my mother's big ass shook and twisted wildly, our lower bodies pressed
tightly together , perfectly synchronized, bringing us both to the peak of pleasure. My mother's cries eventually
made the veins in her neck stand out, her large breasts swaying from side to side with her movements, shaking on her chest. I heard her
spit out her finger and scream hoarsely:
"My dear son... Mom's cunt is open for you... Shoot... Shoot your semen into Mom's
plump little cunt... Let Mom have your thick semen... Let your own mother get pregnant... Let Mom... give
birth to a chubby boy for her own son... Oh... Yes... Mom likes it when her dear son shoots his semen into Mom's plump little cunt... Shoot
... Shoot for Mom... My dear son... Shoot your semen into Mom's vagina... Shoot hard...
Oh... My dear son... Why haven't you... ejaculated yet... Mom can't take it anymore... Mom is going to die
again ... Please... Good son... Mom's plump little cunt... is about to be... pounded up by you... Ah...
It's killing me... You want it." "Mom's life is in danger. Mom is in so much pain. Oh. Okay. Mom's done."
My mother felt my big cock swelling violently inside her big, fat hole. She was an experienced woman with over ten years of sex experience.
She knew I was about to ejaculate. Her whole body suddenly pressed down, holding me tightly. At the same time, she forcefully contracted her
tight little hole. Her flower bud gripped my cock tightly. A stream of hot, white semen gushed out from the shallow groove,
scalding me so much that I trembled violently. My cock also stiffened. After a few weak thrusts, my back ached, and my heart
itched. Suddenly, a large amount of hot semen gushed out, filling my mother's violated little hole. I groaned
and roared as I thrust into my mother's juicy vulva.
"I came... Oh my god! Mom... Did you feel it... Did you feel me shoot inside your pussy...
I came..."
After a shout, I collapsed onto the sofa, pleasure rushing to my head. I thrust my hips hard against my mother's
pussy , penetrating even deeper into her vagina. Then, my body trembled as I
ejaculated repeatedly into her uterus. Wave after wave of semen gushed from the tip of my penis, all shooting deep into my mother's mature uterus.
The thick, hot semen instantly filled my mother's contracting vagina, flooding her uterus. I could hear
the squelching sound of me ejaculating inside her.
This was the first time I had ejaculated inside my mother's vagina. The feeling was completely different from masturbation. It was incredibly
pleasurable , and I ejaculated a lot, so much so that my mother's fertile soil couldn't fully absorb it. Soon, the milky white,
hot semen overflowed from my penis.
"Oh...ah...Mom feels you've come, it's so hot! Shoot, shoot your semen into Mom's cunt."
My mother was completely stunned by my hot semen. Her clitoris was scalded by the hot semen, and her body trembled involuntarily
. A surge of heat suddenly shot out from her body, quickly merging with my semen. The extreme pleasure
made her movements even more frantic. She screamed, her hands tightly gripping me, her pink buttocks pressing down desperately, her two thighs tightly
wrapped around my waist, moving her body in coordination, swallowing me with her almost spasming vulva, trying to imprison me in her
cunt. At the same time, her vagina contracted and expanded, trying to absorb all the essence I released, not letting
it go to waste.
"Ah! My dear son! It feels so good!"
My mother closed her eyes tightly, pressing her buttocks down, squeezing as much as she could to respond to me, receiving my
ejaculate. She writhed with the rhythm of my ejaculation, enduring the final, powerful assault. From her deep, wet
vagina flowed sticky fluids, the tight tissues inside gradually relaxing, then
contracting again in a cycle of endless lust.
I was completely unable to think of anything else; my mind was blank, utterly intoxicated by this unprecedented
pleasure. My mother and I climaxed together—what a powerful feeling! No
sensation could compare to the sensation of my penis spraying semen into the sweet womb of my own mother. As
my mother moaned on top of me, experiencing a powerful, almost maddening orgasm, it was simply wonderful! This forbidden
incestuous lovemaking allowed me to experience the highest pleasure in life.
Finally, my glans desperately released the last drop of fluid before stopping the ejaculation. My mother, with a satisfied, lewd smile
, hugged me tightly. We held each other tightly, our tongues intertwined, our whole bodies trembling and convulsing,
lost in the afterglow of our orgasm. Our breathing was still heavy with passion. The incestuous lovemaking between mother and son brought us
an unprecedented sexual climax. Our hands continued to roam over each other's bodies, our yin and yang essences
surging within my mother's vagina. The pleasure was indescribable.
We held each other like that until our breathing calmed down a bit. My mother seemed much better, though she still
occasionally .
My penis was still inside my mother's vagina. I could feel the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. We
were both soaked, sweat mingling with our bodies, and semen mixed with vaginal fluid dripping from the sofa onto the floor. I
was exhausted and felt weak all over, but filled with a feeling of happiness and joy.
I didn't pull my penis out; it was still inside my mother's vagina. The head of my penis was happily bathed in my mother's soft, sweet
love, feeling warm and slippery. Because my mother's vagina had just experienced the most intense orgasm,
the muscles on the vaginal walls were still extremely contracted, tightly wrapping around my penis, making it impossible for me to withdraw completely.
In fact, I didn't intend to withdraw. I liked the warm feeling of being enveloped by my mother's vagina; it was not only comfortable
but also made me feel safer. I was afraid that if I left my mother's body, we would revert to our original pure mother-son relationship.
Only when my penis remained deep inside my mother's body could I feel that I was one with my mother, flesh and blood, completely
fused together.
My mother held me tightly, a satisfied smile on her lips. She was sweating and panting, feeling my once
incredibly hard penis slowly soften and shrink inside her. After a long while, her tense body finally
relaxed, her arms loosening, and she collapsed onto me, still breathing heavily. Her
vagina, battered by the torrential rain, gradually relaxed, releasing its tightly enveloping captive, and the flow of fluid gradually ceased.
Finally, my mother sat up with a long sigh. She looked at me tenderly and
said in a very gentle voice,
"I love you, my good child. Nothing in this world is more important to Mommy than you. Today
is the happiest day of my life, and Mommy will never forget it."
Exhausted from the pleasure of our mother-son lovemaking, I lay on the sofa. My mother wiped my penis with toilet paper.
The result of our frenzied lovemaking, my penis was completely wet, slick with my semen and my mother's vaginal fluid, with some semen still on
the glans .
After wiping me, my mother cleaned her own genitals. Her genitals were also wet and sticky, and there was
white , making a large wet patch.
After cleaning up, my mother hugged me like a kitten, nestled beside me, a satisfied smile on her lips.
We lay naked on the sofa, caressing each other. I thought that perhaps both of us harbored a hidden,
pleasurable anticipation of incestuous sex, a desire that, once the mask of societal morality was torn away, would flow
like . I gently kneaded my mother's large breasts and nipples with one hand, and stroked her rosy cheeks with the other,
whispering in her ear,
"Mom, did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, baby, it was such a powerful orgasm, you're so amazing... You drove me crazy
, I almost died from it. I've never experienced such intense sex before, never... never.
I've lived for over thirty years, and today is the first time I've truly tasted the joy of life. I love you so much!
If I hadn't met you, these past thirty years would have been wasted!" My mother was still lost in the afterglow of pleasure.
"Was Dad able to satisfy you before?"
"Hmph! I wish he had that ability!"
"How long and big was his penis? Was it hard?"
"It was only a little over four inches long and an inch thick, and not very hard. Mom's interest was just starting when he ejaculated, which was really
painful for Mom."
"Don't worry, Mom, now your son is grown up, and I'll let you enjoy life's pleasures again," Mom
said. "I'll be a good son to my mother!"
"You don't blame me for raping you now, for forcing you to commit incest with me?"
"I felt a little guilty at first, but now it feels so good. I never thought incest between mother and son would be
so exciting. Mom, isn't what we're doing a little perverted?"
"Incest is inherently perverse, but what can we do when we're mother and son? Mom finds incest exciting, crossing the boundaries between mother and son with
her own flesh and blood, experiencing that debauchery, reaching the ultimate
realm of sex. It's a liberation that transcends morality, a pleasure most people can't understand. Just thinking about how Mom
gave birth to you with her little hole, and now you're using the very penis Mom gave you to fuck Mom's little hole, that psychological pleasure is amazing.
Just thinking about how the one fucking Mom right now is Mom's own son, the penis fucking Mom's little cunt..." "It was born from
Mom's pussy. The incestuous and lewd pleasure is incomparable to any man's penis, especially
when you call me Mom during penetration. The juices in Mom's pussy flow out like a tap, and
the orgasms are incredibly pleasurable. I don't experience this when I'm with your father. This is probably what people mean by the
bond between mother and son. When a biological mother and son make love, their hearts are connected, and they are more in sync than with anyone else. Being able to make love with my own
son makes me the happiest mother in the world. From now on, Mom wants you to fuck Mom's cunt every day."
"Mom, don't worry, I will always love you. I will fuck your cunt for the rest of my life. From now on, we
won't wear clothes at home. I can make love with you whenever I feel like it. I get excited and want to fuck you as soon as I see you."
My mother nestled in my warm embrace and said softly, "Son, it's not that Mom is too lewd. Actually, these past few years..."
It's been so hard to hold back. I don't want to seduce men for fear of the consequences, so I just rely on masturbation. Sometimes I dream about
having sex with men, and when I get really wild, my underwear gets all wet. It's been years since I've had an
orgasm . If I hadn't abandoned my false human pride tonight and raped you, allowing me to relive
the taste of passionate and unrestrained sex, I would have lived a desolate and empty life for the rest of my life. After a few years, I
would have forgotten what an orgasm even tastes like. "
Mom, don't worry, I will always love you. You will never live a lonely and empty life.
Your son . We will
make love happily every day from now on, okay?"
"Of course, Mom has lost her virginity. You have ruined my life's purity. Mom is in her prime now.
You have ignited the long-dormant desires hidden deep within Mom's cunt. Of course, you have to take responsibility. From now on, Mom will want you to fuck my cunt
every day . But Mom is almost forty years old. You are still young. There are so many young
and beautiful women outside. In a few years, Mom will be old and ugly, with a full head of white hair, no teeth,
and her cunt will be loose. Will you still want Mom then?"
"Mom, don't worry, no matter how old you get, I'll still want you. Those women outside may be young and
pretty, but they're like unripe apples, unappetizing and won't wag their asses to please. But you, Mom, have years of sexual
experience, like a ripe peach, sweet and delicious! Besides, there's only one vagina in the world, and
Mom's cunt is incomparable to any other woman's. The liberation that a son feels when he fucks his own mother is beyond
morality , a pleasure that most people can't experience. Just thinking about how my cock is penetrating the little cunt that gave birth to me
, the flesh cunt of my own mother, that incestuous and lewd pleasure is
incomparable . When I make love to you, Mom's cunt is so slippery and warm. Just thinking that you are my own mother makes me
especially excited. Oh! Both my body and mind are satisfied."
"Mom's pussy is only for my own son to fuck. Mom wants to marry my darling son. Mom wants to get pregnant for you.
Today is Mom's second wedding night, our wedding night together."
I pinched my mother's plump breasts and said, "I want to fuck Mom every day, every night! I want to
make love with Mom forever, forever, forever, my dear Mom! Do you want more later? Son will give you another one that's even more pleasurable!"
"Hmm! Of course I want to. Mom has been hungry for so long. Of course I want to be full!"
"Then let's start now, Mom. Come on, let your son be a good son to his old mother!"
"Now? Do you want it again? So soon?" My mother asked in surprise, but she didn't need
to answer because she saw my limp penis had already stood up shakily, getting bigger and
harder, thicker and thicker.
My mother glanced down and exclaimed, "Oh my God, I can't believe it! Does my son want to fuck his
mother again?" She couldn't believe I'd regained my strength and vitality in such a short time
.
"Yes, Mom, do you like it? If your body can still handle it, let's fuck until dawn. Your own
son will fuck his bad mother all night long, releasing all the lust I've accumulated over the years. I'm going to
tear your cunt apart, fuck it raw..." I chuckled lewdly.
"Yes, all night, my good son, fuck me... Mom's pussy belongs to you from today onwards, son,
let Mom see if her little baby can drive his mother crazy all night long, come on, fuck Mom, Mom
's darling son, big-cocked son, Mom's cunt will always welcome you, Mom will teach you so many...
ways of making love... come on... use your big cock to thrust hard into Mom's cunt..."
"All night..." Mother groaned, slowly turned around, lay face down on the bed, her back to me, her
snow-white, flawless, plump buttocks sticking up high, blatantly presenting her vulva to welcome my cock, panting
as she said:
"Ah... Mom wants you, Mom wants your big cock to go into Mom's cunt." "It's
easier , and you can enjoy Mom's beautiful dance while you're penetrating her pussy.
Mom prefers this way, so hurry up and insert it! Don't keep Mom in this position for so long, come and fuck your
mom! Hurry up!"
I excitedly came between my mother's wide-open legs, hugged her snow-white, plump buttocks, spread
her plump labia with my hands, aimed my glans at my mother's honey hole, and thrust forward with force. With a "whoosh,"
the large glans that was originally pressed against my mother's vaginal opening was straight into my mother's little hole.
"Oh, so full, so satisfying! Good son, good cock! Use your big cock to fuck your mom! Mom is so
lewd , Mom likes the feeling of being penetrated by her son, oh, so comfortable, Mom wants to feel this comfortable all night long!" My mother
groaned as the emptiness in her lower body was satisfied.
I wrapped my arms around my mother's snow-white, full buttocks, pulling her closer and
thrusting my hips vigorously. My mother, driven by lust, unconsciously arched her back and swayed in rhythm, her buttocks undulating forcefully.
I involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother's beautiful, captivating buttocks swayed
wantonly , intensely stimulating my nerves. With each frenzied thrust, my mother's vaginal opening began
to contract violently, tightly sucking on my penis. My thick cock was tightly bound by my mother's vaginal opening
, making soft, wet sounds with each thrust.
I leaned forward, freeing one hand to grasp my mother's breast, kneading and squeezing it forcefully. My mother
rhythmically pushed her breast towards my hand, then freed her other hand to find her clitoris. I could
feel my mother's fingers and my penis moving in and out of her vagina together.
The sound of my abdomen hitting my mother's buttocks was incessant, my penis constantly appearing and
disappearing . Soon, my mother's breathing became more and more rapid, like a female dog in heat, and her movements
became more and more intense.
"Oh... God... Baby... Oh... Mom is going to die... Mom is going to die of pleasure... Baby...
My dear son... My good husband... Your big penis is so powerful... Mom is going to die... Oh... Fuck... Fuck
harder... Fuck Mom to death..."
My mother screamed, her buttocks wildly swaying back and forth, her lower body thrusting very violently. That frenzied
energy was almost too much for me, a novice, to handle. I had to hold her buttocks tightly
to prevent my penis from slipping out of my mother's vagina.
I thrust into my mother's body with all my might, penetrating her deepest depths. Watching
my thick, massive member being tightly enveloped by her brownish-red labia, thrusting in and out, being drawn into
her vagina, and then pulled out like a long ribbon—this incredible sight filled me. I felt my glans begin to heat up, on the verge of collapse, a surge
of desire coursing through my body. I couldn't help but roar,
"Mom, I'm coming!"
In a single, powerful burst, I ejaculated all my love and desire into my mother's convulsing vagina
. At that moment, my mother suddenly stopped moving, completely frozen, her body trembling
violently .
My semen continued to spray into her uterus. I held her trembling body
tightly, my abdomen pressed against her slightly shaking buttocks, feeling the warmth of her body as I continued to convulse.
Finally, I stopped ejaculating, and my mother let out a long sigh, collapsing heavily onto the counter. I
lay half-reclined behind her.
When we finally came to our senses, our breathing was still labored. My penis hadn't fully shrunk; it was still
inside my mother's warm vagina, and I could still feel
the slight .
Outside, the wind and rain continued to rage, but inside, spring was in the air, a harmonious blend of passion and desire. My
mother and I were lost in forbidden lovemaking, oblivious to everything else. Morality, ethics, and
shame were all cast aside; only naked sex remained in the world.
A whole night! Truly remarkable.
My mother and I were truly engaged in frenzied lovemaking all night long. We tried every position we could think of.
Sometimes I was on top, my thick cock pounding into my mother's cunt until we both came;
sometimes she was on all fours, letting me thrust into her from behind; sometimes she used her
large breasts to clamp down on my young cock, squeezing and kneading it until I ejaculated all over her face;
sometimes she sat on my stomach, actively manipulating my still-powerful cock to
quickly reach orgasm. Occasionally we would stop, have a glass of wine to calm our rapid breathing,
and then continue our frenzied physical union.
We seemed oblivious to fatigue, only desperately demanding from each other, as if the next day
were the end of the world. This frenzied activity continued throughout the entire night.
Our joined parts were wet and dry, wet and dry again. The flowing fluids, under the intense friction
, foamed up, surrounding our private parts and covering our entire genitals. But we, mother and son, remained undeterred, continuing our passionate
encounter.
This battle lasted from 6 PM to 5 AM the next morning. My mother had climaxed more than ten times and fainted three or four times.
Her body was covered in her own saliva, vaginal fluid, and my semen, looking incredibly lewd. But after each climax,
my mother became even more wanton. She was already delirious from my fucking, but she kept moaning. When she woke up, she was completely
absorbed, her moans deafening. Several times she was so breathless that I had to pat and rub her chest to bring her back to her
senses.
We changed positions on the bed. My mother was on all fours, and I supported her waist as I thrust in and out. Soon,
my mother climaxed again, her buttocks trembling wildly as she climaxed again. However, after several climaxes, her vaginal fluids were not as abundant as
before .
After my mother finished climaxing, she went limp and collapsed onto the bed, fainting again. I had to slowly thrust in and out, gradually waking
her up. Once she was awake, I simply picked her up and started thrusting into her again. My mother's desire returned,
and her buttocks swayed up and down, but her body leaned weakly against me. Her breasts were very soft, and
when they rested against my chest, I felt weak and tingled. So I became even more excited and thrust even harder.
My mother kept moaning, but her cries had lost their variety; they were just
rhythmic . She clung to me, panting, and weakly pleaded,
"Good son... Mom can't take it anymore, don't do it anymore, you're going to rape me to death, go fuck someone else... huff..."
At that moment, besides my mother, there was no other woman in the house who could quell my lust. Her pleas only fueled my
animalistic desires. I went berserk, like a wild horse galloping across the battlefield, charging forward recklessly,
using all my strength to thrust and pound, each thrust stronger and more brutal than the last. Sweat soaked my entire body. Besides holding me tightly
with both hands buttocks continued to move mechanically.
I said, "You say no, but why are you squeezing my cock so tightly?" "You slut. You
bitch , see how I teach you a lesson."
My mother's juices flowed three or four more times as I penetrated her, her whole body felt comfortable, her bones and muscles were weak, she raised her pink buttocks and pressed her
vulva tightly against my lower abdomen, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around my waist and back, moving up and down with each thrust. Sweating
profusely , panting softly:
"Baby...my darling...my big-cocked son...Mommy has already come more than ten times, if
you keep going...Mommy will really be...fucked to death...please...please spare Mommy...quickly...quickly shoot your nectar...
shoot it into Mommy...Mommy...Mommy came again...ah..."
With that, a thick stream of semen sprayed onto my glans, her labia opening and closing, making me cry out:
"Mommy...my dear mother...my dear mother of my little hole...son...son feels so good...son wants...
want to cum..."
"Good son, good baby, cum into Mommy, cum inside Mommy, Mommy wants it so much..." My mother moaned, her thighs
tightly clamping my waist, desperately shaking her hips, waiting for me to irrigate her again.
A tingling, numbing sensation ran down my spine as a gush of hot semen shot out, making my mother shudder. She clung tightly to
my waist and back, thrusting her vagina forward to receive the rapid release of that hot, thick semen.
This was my ninth ejaculation today. The excessive release left me feeling powerless, yet
it also gave me a thrilling, throbbing sensation, making my body and mind tremble. My stiff penis, like a wounded bird, struggled to release
its last drop of essence, barely filling the bottomless hole in my mother's lower body.
"I did it, Mom, I did it again! I ejaculated inside you again! Ah... I hope this isn't the last
time ."
We were both exhausted. My mother was barely breathing, her soul adrift, her spirit fading. I held her tightly
, panting heavily, my entire body pressed against hers, my large penis still inside her, sucking her
semen. My mother also held me close, caressing and kissing each other.
My mother and I achieved a perfect union of body and soul. I felt we had become one, completely
transcending the relationships of husband and wife, mother and son, man and woman. I could do
anything for my mother's beautiful body, and she was willing to do anything for me. Our love was neither merely that of a mother and son, nor
merely that of a man and a woman, but a union of both, far exceeding the taboos of blood ties. I was certain
that nothing could be greater than the naked sexual love between a sexy mother and a strong son.
A powerful surge of love coursed through my entire body. No one could be more fulfilled and happy than we were now. My mother and I both
appreciated this decadent union, a mixture of lust, incest, and love.
I can't remember how many times we did it that night, only that my mother eventually climbed on top of me, exhausted, and fell
asleep. I was also surprised by my energy that night; perhaps it was because the object of my love was my own mother!
Later, my mother said she found it hard to believe that I had never had sex with other girls before, because
she had never experienced such intoxicating and utterly overwhelming sex in her life. I think this might be because
we are so similar, or perhaps we are both naturally gifted. Of course, undeniably, the subconscious
pleasure of incest also played a significant role.
After having sex with my mother, our relationship became even closer. In the days that followed, all I could think about
was having sex with my mother; nothing else mattered. For me, nestled in my mother's warm embrace
, letting my thirsty penis penetrate her warm vagina, was more important than anything else.
I think I've become addicted to sex, I've developed a taste for it, and my love for my mother is different now.
I love her more than ever before, not just as a mother, but also as a mature sexual
partner.
Since having this illicit affair with her son, my mother, experiencing incest for the first time, is both satisfied and excited.
Her vagina, like parched land receiving rain, is nourished by the thick, sweet fluids of my son's semen, and she is once again immersed in
the pleasure of male-female sex. The mature body of this 38-year-old woman is immersed in the decadent sex of incest
between mother and son. My mother and I have become husband and wife, both of us indulging in the pleasure of incest. This
summer , we make love every day. During the day we are mother and son, and at night we are husband and wife. Every night I sleep with my mother,
and penetration is a must. We live a life that is mother and wife, son and husband.
Every night, my mother and I shared a bed. Our house became our private sanctuary,
where we would perform countless incestuous acts. My penis would remain inside her vagina all night until
dawn, both of us lost in the carnal pleasure of incest.
My mother began to teach me more about sex, how to make our partner happier, how to last
longer, and how to coordinate our time better. We tried all sorts
of positions and ways of making love, which greatly enhanced our sexual pleasure. My mother often used her
sensual mouth to service my penis, and I learned to use my tongue to bring my mother to orgasm. We
became increasingly in sync.
As soon as my mother and I returned home, we would be naked together. Whoever was aroused, we would
make love anywhere—on the bed, under the bed, on the carpet, on the sofa, in the bathroom—lying down, standing,
sitting, or kneeling, in every position and angle. My mother's rich
experience and skills accumulated over twenty years ensured that each time we had sex, I felt completely satisfied, enjoying
the charm and allure of her mature womanhood. She, in turn, found complete sexual satisfaction.
Under the tutelage of my mature, alluring, and sexually captivating mother, I fully grasped the beauty of male-female sex. I
learned the techniques of intercourse and how to tease and manipulate women, and I developed a particular fondness for attractive and mature
middle-aged women!
I bought several VCDs about incest and watched them in the room while penetrating my mother's vagina. My mother began
to feel that incest brought her immense psychological pleasure. Whenever she saw
scenes of sons having sex with their mothers, fathers having sex with their daughters, or brothers raping their younger sisters, my mother would become particularly excited. Sometimes, we would act very
intimately We tried having sex in the park and also tried going to an apartment to book a room. In short, my mother had become an
immoral, promiscuous, and wanton woman.

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