[06-01] [Love Between Mother and Daughter]

Mother, I stroked my face; the burning handprint from the slap still throbbed with pain. I hated my father; he would beat and scold me at the slightest provocation. Sometimes, even the smallest mistake wouldn't go unpunished. Not only me, but my mother, my sister, and my brother all suffered the same fate. Sometimes I wondered how my mother could endure him. A breeze picked up outside the window. I slowly drew the curtains, gently wiped away my tears, and prepared to take a hot shower to forget today's troubles. I went into my room and grabbed a few pieces of underwear and pajamas. Suddenly, a slight pain shot through my chest. I touched it; it seemed to be from an accidental bump when I was being beaten. Tears instantly streamed down my face uncontrollably. I rushed into the bathroom, tears still in my eyes, and vaguely saw my mother looking at me sadly. I closed the door, took off my clothes, and looked in the mirror, where I saw the bruise again. I quickly turned on the shower, stepped into the bathtub, and closed my eyes, letting the cool water wash over me. Faintly, I thought I heard myself sobbing. "Why can't I have a happy home like other eighteen-year-old girls? Why?" "Knock, knock, knock," came a few knocks at the door. It was my mother's voice: "Can I come in, Mom?" "Mom? Come in." My mother opened the door and then closed it again. I wiped the water droplets from my face and saw my mother looking at the bruise on my chest with tears in her eyes. "Mom!" I couldn't hold back my tears any longer. Ignoring my wet clothes, I hugged my mother tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I've never stood up for you these past few years. I'm so bad." "No, no, I know you've suffered a lot too, Mom. I've never blamed you."... And so, we hugged each other for a while. After a while, my mother let go of me, then slowly unbuttoned her shirt, saying, "Do you remember how much you loved taking baths with Mom when you were little?" I nodded vigorously. "Can I take on the responsibility of being a mother one more time?" I didn't answer, but instead helped my mother unhook her bra. My mother should be forty-one this year, but she has always maintained a youthful appearance, and her figure has never changed. Sure enough, when I unhooked her bra, a pair of extremely full breasts sprang out. I immediately helped my mother take off her pants and underwear. Her dense pubic hair, delicate and snow-white skin, bright red nipples, and long, beautiful legs exuded the charm of a mature woman. My mother stepped into the bathtub, letting the water wet her body first, and then gently hugged me. In that instant, I felt incredibly peaceful. My mother's hand slid to the bruise on my chest, gently stroking it. I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in my chest, and my whole body trembled involuntarily. I felt so comfortable, so happy. "Mom," I called out meaninglessly. One hand hugged my mother, and the other hand involuntarily reached between my mother's legs. At that moment, we seemed to have found comfort in each other, found an object to which we could vent the pain that had accumulated for many years. We forgot our identities, the distance between us, and our kinship. My mother's hands roamed over my body, caressing my breasts, gently pinching my hardened nipples, my waist, my thighs, my lower abdomen, my… The cool water made her body slippery, her soft labia covered in sticky fluid. I traced small circles around her clitoris with my middle finger, and with a slight push, it slipped into her vagina. In an instant, my mother groaned, "Ah!" Her fingers, which were gripping my breast, tightened. My sensations were heavenly; I trembled, groaning, and I raised my left leg, hooking it around my mother's thigh so my genitals could rub against her outer thigh. At the same time, I increased the number of fingers moving inside her vagina to two. I noticed my fingers were covered in sticky love fluid. My mother raised my raised thigh with her right hand, causing us to lose our balance and fall down. My fingers slipped out of her vagina, and she parted my legs, bringing her tongue to my genitals. My mother, as expected of someone with so much experience, first licked the inside of my thighs, circling around the outside of my labia majora. Only when I couldn't take it anymore, my breathing becoming heavier, did she begin her assault on my clitoris. I felt my lower body already releasing a good fluid, mingling with my mother's saliva to moisten my sensitive area. My mother's tongue moved faster and faster, occasionally slipping inside me. I couldn't resist; my hips unconsciously swayed up and down with the movements of her tongue. I caressed my breasts, my wet pubic hair, and tried to spread my legs wider to achieve a more intense orgasm. I moaned and gasped, "Ah! Ah!" No, I couldn't take it anymore. A tremor ran through me, and I finally reached my climax. I pulled my mother closer, pressed my lips to hers, and kissed her deeply. My vaginal fluid was everywhere around my mother's lips. A strange taste mixed with a sour sensation, and I couldn't help but thrust my penis into my mother's vagina again. My mother's vagina was already engulfing my three fingers like fire. I kept thrusting back and forth, sucking on her dark red nipples. I sucked hard, and a little bit of milky fluid spilled from her nipples. My mother bit her lip, closed her eyes, and her flushed cheeks were enjoying supreme pleasure. My mother's love fluid flowed continuously, making her lower body softer and softer, her entire vulva turning a deep red. I casually picked up a bar of soap and slowly rubbed it around my mother's clitoris. Unexpectedly, following my mother's vaginal fluid, the soap "plop" slid into my mother's vagina, leaving only a third of it outside. At the same time, my mother groaned loudly. I took out the soap, turned around, and spread my legs so that my vulva was touching my mother's. I don't know if it was the soap or our love fluid, but the slippery feeling made our friction smoother and more intense. I deeply felt the softness and heat of my mother's labia. Our clitoris were both erect, and we could even feel each other. Our moans, mingled with the splashing water and the sizzling of our own juices, brought us to an unbearable climax. ... ... ... ...... ......My mother and I showered each other for a while. I felt a little ashamed; after all, she's my mother, how could I… My mother seemed a little embarrassed too. Had we gone too far? Or perhaps we weren't ignoring our family ties, but rather trying to bridge the generation gap of the past few years in another way! We dried ourselves off, put on our pajamas, and I led my mother into my room: "Mom, can you sleep with me tonight?" My mother smiled and nodded. Chapter Two: My Brother I never imagined that one day I would enjoy sexual pleasure with my mother, and now I not only masturbate with her, but I even enjoy it immensely. Although my mother and I were both a little embarrassed, the intense and excruciating climax we had just experienced prompted me to lead my mother to my room. My mother didn't seem willing to give up either, silently putting on her pajamas and entering the room with me. I don't know if what happened in the bathroom just now was called having sex. I had an unprecedented climax, but my hymen probably hadn't broken yet. I casually closed the door and looked back to see my mother taking off her pajamas, preparing to get into my bed. My mother was only wearing a half-cup bra, two small pieces of pink fabric that couldn't cover her large breasts at all, the deep cleavage like a burning fire. Her panties were also pink, almost translucent, and the tantalizing glimpses were incredibly alluring. As women, we have one advantage over men: we can experience continuous sexual arousal. So when I saw my mother's alluring body, an unnamed desire arose spontaneously. I took off my pajamas, even my bra, leaving only my underwear, and crawled into bed. "Mom, I...I want more," I shamelessly told her. I knew today might be the only day in years I could feel my mother's love. My mother took my hand and led me to caress her entire body, from her face to her soft lips. She slightly opened her mouth and licked my fingertips with her tongue. Then she took my hand to her slender neck, her smooth shoulders, and then her breasts and nipples. I freed one hand and began to caress my mother's breasts, rubbing and playing with them. I buried my head between them, carefully biting and licking. My mother's waist began to move, swaying up and down. She parted her legs and straddled my lower abdomen. I felt her panties were soaked, rubbing against my stomach, the water stains revealing her red lips, almost spilling out. Trembling, I pulled down her panties, the scent of soap from her recent shower wafting towards me. I moved my body, bringing my mouth to my mother's vulva, using my tongue to comb through the pubic hair near her labia majora. My mother swayed her hips even more violently, kneading her full breasts and pinching her hard, red nipples, making soft, meaningless "mmm, mmm" sounds. Soon, my mouth was full of my mother's vaginal fluid, slippery and wet. I straightened up, moving my erect right breast towards my mother's vaginal opening, continuing to rub my hard nipple against her sensitive area. Her soft breast met her hot labia, becoming one. My left hand wasn't idle either, constantly inserting into my wet vagina, stroking my erect clitoris. We felt the passion within us, awaiting our ecstatic climax. Suddenly, I heard the door open. Turning around, I saw my fifteen-year-old penis staring at us, mouth agape, completely bewildered. In that instant, my mother and I wished we could disappear into a hole in the ground. We felt our bodies burning with shame. For a long while, we stared at each other, speechless. Finally, Mom, being the more experienced one, stepped off me, covered my private parts with the blanket, and then said softly and casually, "What's wrong? Want to talk to your sister or Mom?" My brother then snapped out of his daze, his face contorted with tears, and said to Mom and me, "Sister, Dad, Dad hit me again. Mom, it hurts so much!" "Come here, let Mom see." Seeing the bruises all over my brother's body, Mom and I couldn't hold back our tears again. Mom, disregarding that she was completely naked, hugged my brother tightly, and I hugged them back. After what seemed like an eternity, Mom took off my brother's coat and said, "It's getting late, let's sleep together tonight." The light was turned off, and my brother lay between us, tears still streaming down his face, his eyes closed. For a long, long time, I couldn't fall asleep. The series of stimuli had left my whole body feeling tingly. I subconsciously touched my genitals and found they were still wet. Just as I was wondering what was wrong, suddenly a plump, smooth thigh straddled me. I turned my head and was surprised to find my mother's legs spread apart, her hands stroking herself up and down. I couldn't resist any longer. I rolled over my half-asleep brother and pressed myself against my mother. My breasts touched her large breasts, and a surge of pleasure rushed up. Our genitals were soaking wet. Without further caressing, we quickly moved our fingers in and out of each other's vaginas. I tightly gripped my mother's two fingers with my labia, and suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if my hymen had been broken by my mother. I couldn't help but cry out. My brother was immediately awakened and looked at my mother and me in surprise again. But this time we couldn't hold back anymore. Neither of us paid attention to my brother and continued to do as we pleased. Even more brazenly, I unconsciously reached into my brother's underwear and grabbed his penis, which seemed to have thickened. I touched my brother's urethra with my fingers and found a few drops of sticky fluid. "Oh, oh," my brother groaned. After a while, my younger brother took off his pants and squeezed between my mother and me. Suddenly, his mouth was right in front of my wet, throbbing vulva. He unceremoniously stuck out his tongue and started licking it. His already developing penis was pressed against my mother's lips. My mother closed her eyes, hesitated for a few seconds, but lust overcame her incestuous feelings, and she took his glans into her mouth. My brother, being a virgin like me, ejaculated quickly, his hot semen all over my mother's face. My mother didn't care and continued to tease his glans with her tongue. The whole room smelled strangely of semen. My brother, being young, quickly regained his erection. This time, I turned around, positioning my buttocks and genitals against his genitals, while my mouth touched my mother's wet vulva. I sucked on my mother's slightly pungent labia, and my brother instinctively inserted his newly erect penis into my vagina. A strange yet intense pleasure coursed through my entire body. I screamed, I groaned, I twisted my waist with all my might, and I relentlessly bit my mother's clitoris. Perhaps because my brother had just ejaculated, he lasted for more than three minutes this time. Finally, I lay on the bed, almost exhausted. My mother was also panting, wiping her labia with the blanket. My brother, due to excessive indulgence, or perhaps because it was his first time, ejaculated a second time between my legs and then fell asleep without even pulling his penis out. With something soft inside me, I felt an indescribable itch, and with my brother's hot semen flowing inside me, I couldn't bear to pull out his penis. I drifted off to sleep, feeling drowsy. ... ... .... ....... ........--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<>

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