[06-01] Mother and Child's Love on a Stormy Night

My son and I packed our bags and headed to Nantou, chatting and laughing all the way. This was the first time 　　I'd enjoyed such family time since starting junior high .

The next day at noon, we arrived at a ranch deep in the mountains of Nantou, but suddenly

a torrential downpour began. We had to take shelter in the small wooden cabin we'd rented beforehand, still hoping the sky would clear

up soon.

But the rain showed no signs of stopping; the wind and rain intensified after nightfall. We heard on the radio that

a typhoon was approaching Taiwan, which was undoubtedly a major blow to our plans for a wonderful time

.

"I'm sorry, it was all my fault for being so stubborn. I insisted on coming, and now I'm stuck in the mountains, unable to move.

" My mother, unable to bear seeing me blame myself, gently hugged me and comforted me, saying softly, "Actually

, Mom is also at fault. If I hadn't wanted to come, you wouldn't have been able to come either, right?"

After saying that, we looked at each other and smiled, revealing our truest feelings to each other without any reservations.

This showed our trust and reliance on each other, and undoubtedly made us believe that we were a mother

and son that everyone in the world envied.

As the night deepened and the wind and rain intensified, although the cabin provided shelter from the storm, the howling wind

made us tremble with fear. To distract ourselves from the wind and rain, I suggested to my mother that we play on the double bridge to

pass the time.

"Double bridge? I don't know how."

"It's very simple, let me teach you! This double bridge is also called the honeymoon bridge, it's the most suitable for newlyweds to use to pass the time during their second

honeymoon ..."

Before I could finish speaking, I noticed my mother's cheeks were flushed. She didn't understand what I meant, but I just

taught her how to play Pai Gow step by step. My mother seemed to have an extraordinary talent for playing cards. She had

already mastered the trick after only ten minutes of learning, and she won several games after playing a few rounds. Not wanting to admit defeat, I immediately challenged

my mother .

"This is so much fun! Let's make a bet!"

"That would be perfect! I was worried you couldn't afford to lose! But

what ?"

"So you're sure you'll win?"

My mother nodded confidently. "Absolutely! I'll bet on anything!"

"Anything?"

My mother said firmly. "I'll never go back on my word! I'm a liar."

Hearing my mother say that, my playful nature was rekindled, and I jokingly suggested to my mother, "Let's bet

on our clothes! Whoever loses a round takes off a piece of clothing! Until we're naked."

I thought my mother would scold me for my joke, but to my surprise, she agreed immediately, as

if I were the one who would be stripped naked. Just to prove her right, I decided to have a serious

bet with my mother.

Strangely enough, from the very first round, I suffered a crushing defeat. My mother stripped off my clothes piece by piece

, and I, who was already wearing very few clothes, was reduced to just my

underwear My mother, on the other hand, only lost her tank top and stockings.

Just as I was about to be completely stripped naked and utterly defeated, my mother looked at me with a smile and asked if I wanted to wager

my last remaining piece of underwear. I firmly said, "Who said I wasn't going to bet?!

Going

back on your word is for little dogs!" So the game continued.

Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but I finally won the next round. Seeing my mother down to only her top,

skirt , bra, and underwear, I knew that any one of these pieces she took off would be incredibly embarrassing for me.

"How about we stop here?"

"No way! Do you want Mom to be a puppy? We have to play until the very last round!"

My mother said firmly, reaching inside her shirt to undo her bra and place it on top of the pile of clothes

we 'd taken off.

Her actions startled me. I'd thought she was just joking, but she

was so serious. It seemed she wouldn't give up until I continued. I thought, well, my body is

something my mother has seen since I was little, so there's nothing shameful about being stripped naked. But what if I win?

Wouldn't I be able to...?

Thinking this, my face flushed crimson.

No, how could I have such filthy thoughts? She's the mother who gave me life and raised me! Luckily, the light in

the cabin was dim, and my mother couldn't see my red face. Otherwise, how could

I explain this secret?

I looked up at my mother. She was intently calculating the cards in her hand, showing no embarrassment at having taken off her

bra My gaze involuntarily drifted to her chest.

Because of the heat, she was only wearing a thin silk blouse. Now, with

her bra , even in the dim light, I could clearly see her firm breasts, especially her slightly protruding

nipples, which were impossible to hide.

Although my mother was nearing forty, by most women's standards, she was remarkably well-preserved.

If it weren't for the crow's feet around her eyes and the slightly wrinkled skin on her hands, it would be difficult for most people to guess her

true age.

My mother wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she possessed a figure that would outshine most women. Therefore, she was never shy about

showing off her body. But as her son, I always only saw her as my mother,

never harboring any improper thoughts. Only now did I realize that my mother was more than just a mother; she was also a very

beautiful and feminine woman.

My heart began to race, and my hands trembled slightly, but my mind remained clear. Yes, I had to win.

I had to win every last bit of my mother's body, I had to feast my eyes on her beautiful form, I had to…

I had to… I had to…

After a struggle, I finally won another round. My mother hesitated for a moment, then straightened

up , and reached into her short skirt to pull down her panties. Just as her panties were slowly pulled down from her legs

, my penis, unable to withstand such intense stimulation, throbbed violently. In its extreme engorgement

, the glans involuntarily peeked out from under her panties, and by sheer coincidence, my mother, who had just stood up

, saw it. She smiled, tossed the panties onto the table without saying a word, and sat down.

"Looks like I'll have to play the next round seriously, otherwise, Mom's going to be exposed!"

I suppressed my impulse and surging thoughts, dealing the cards with trembling hands. When I saw the cards in my hand

, I almost cried out in surprise. I had a long hand, and it seemed I was going to win this round

. But did I really want to win? Did I really have the courage to watch my mother sitting across from me with her upper body or bottom exposed

?

My mother's panties, which she had just taken off, were laid out in front of me. The sexy style and transparent fabric

aroused endless fantasies and desires. I closed my eyes and could vaguely smell

the fishy, pungent odor emanating from her panties...

"Mom, you should think about whether you should take off your top or your skirt first."

"You're so confident, kid. I won't stand for it. If I lose, I'll strip naked in front of you

. No need to take them off first or last."

"You have to keep your word..."

"A cheater is a dog!"

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, I had won decisively. I stared at

my mother's , watching how she would resolve this awkward situation.

My mother looked at herself awkwardly, as if pleading with me to take back my promise, but I was already burning with desire at the sight of her

underwear . How could I give up so easily? I insisted that she take off her clothes. Knowing there was no way to deny it, she

could only slowly reach out to unbutton her shirt...

The moment her two round breasts popped out from under her shirt, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Mom...

your breasts... I mean, your nipples... no... I mean your chest... so beautiful... really so beautiful..."

Seeing that I was so eager that I was stammering and talking nonsense, my mother laughed happily.

"What's with all this talk about beauty? Mom's almost forty, and these breasts... they're starting to sag."

"No, not at all, they're beautiful! Mom's breasts are comparable to Amy Yip's."

Actually, my mother is quite ordinary-looking. If you praise her beauty, she won't be happy; she'll think you're

provoking her. On the contrary, she's never shy about praising her figure, especially her 36-

inch breasts, full and alluring, attracting a lot of attention. But as her son, this was the first time I'd ever praised my mother

's breasts as attractive, and she seemed to enjoy it immensely.

"You little brat, you can't say anything decent,"

my mother scolded, but her face was full of joy, and her hands were busy untying the belt around her waist.

At that moment , I knew that my mother no longer saw me as her son, but as a man, a

man who appreciated her beauty. I know how monotonous and

dull her life has been all these years at home, yet she's a woman who craves excitement. Could it be... could it be that what my mother is thinking now is

the same as mine...?!

As my mother slowly took off her tight skirt and gently tossed it onto the table, her arms crossed tightly in front of her chest, and

she didn't get up, even though I knew she was completely naked,

I could only imagine her alluring lower body curves through the long table in front of me...

When my mother saw me staring at her in a daze, she blushed, cupping her breasts with one hand and busily gathering her clothes from the table with the other

. Seeing that the opportunity was about to slip away, I quickly stopped her hand and grabbed it.

"What? You've already taken your clothes off, why won't you let your mother put them back on? Are you going to make me catch a cold?"

"No... I just think... since Mom's clothes are already off, why be stingy with letting her son

take a look? Besides, Mom has such a great figure, it's such a waste to keep her all covered up every day. I really wish I could be

a baby so I could take a bath with Mom, who has such a great figure, and..."

I don't know where I got the courage, but I actually said so many indecent things to my mother. When I got excited,

I almost blurted out "sleep together." But to my surprise, my mother laughed out loud after hearing this. She wasn't

angry at all. Instead, she stood up, but her other hand covered her genitals.

"You little pervert! If you want to look, then look!"

I scrutinized every inch of my mother's skin from head to toe. My mother was a little embarrassed by my gaze, but

she couldn't bear to spoil my fun, so she stood there shyly, motionless like a wooden doll, her gaze fixed

on the window, unwilling to meet my eyes. But I knew she was overjoyed. How many people have

the opportunity to stand naked in front of others for their amusement, let alone their own son? The

thrill was hundreds of times better than riding a roller coaster. On

the other hand, I couldn't resist my impulse any longer and pulled out my penis to masturbate on the spot. Even though my mother

was standing front of me, I had already gone all out. My eyes were fixed on the pubic hair between her legs that she couldn't cover with one hand

, and I wanted nothing more than to pull her hand away... and rape her. When

my mother heard me fall silent, she curiously peeked at me out of the corner of her eye. She was shocked to see me so boldly taking out my penis

to masturbate, and she turned around in a panic and ran towards the bathroom.

Realizing the trouble I'd caused, and seeing my mother's panicked state, I figured she probably didn't share my

sordid but to bite the bullet and apologize.

I knocked on the bathroom door for ages, but my mother didn't utter a sound. Her anger was palpable. Dejected, I

returned to the table and saw my mother's sexy panties still lying there quietly. Without thinking, I secretly hid them away

.

During this trip, my mother and I had slept in the same bed. Now that this had happened, I figured she

wouldn't want to sleep with me anymore. I grabbed my blanket and pillow, used the sofa in the living room as my bed, and went to sleep first. Before falling asleep, I couldn't help but

sniff my mother's panties before drifting off to sleep...

The deeper the night, the stronger the turmoil. I don't know how long I slept, but suddenly I was gently shaken awake.

Opening my eyes, I saw only my mother.

"Mom... I'm so sorry about what happened just now..."

"Don't say anything. It's windy and rainy outside, and the weather is getting colder. Go to bed and sleep so you don't catch a cold."

"No, no, unless Mom forgives me first."

My mother suddenly fell silent, looking out the window. After a long while, she said softly, "Actually,

I've been playing the Honeymoon Bridge game for over ten years, and I'm quite good at it. I beat you all the way. Don't you think I

'm surprised?"

"But you clearly lost completely in the end. Could it be..."

My mother turned to look at me, a strange smile playing on her lips. In that instant, I understood everything

, but... was I dreaming?

My mother was squatting in front of the sofa, her long, slender legs peeking out from under her pajamas. I

boldly reached out to touch her thighs, but she didn't react at all. I became even bolder

and reached down her thighs into her pajamas until I touched her genitals. To my surprise, I found that she wasn't wearing any underwear!

"You little brat, you dare steal your mother's underwear? That's your mother's most beloved pair of underwear. Your father

took it from France... Oh... you impatient little brat..."

Before my mother could finish explaining where the underwear came from, I pounced on

her , pinning her to the floor and forcefully kissing her. My mother didn't resist, just lay there letting me

caress her body at will. Only then did I realize that my mother was wearing nothing but that thin nightgown.

After a frenzied kiss, my mother's pink neck was covered in bruises from my rough biting, but she seemed to enjoy it. It wasn't until I

couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to penetrate her that my mother asked to go to the big bed.

By this time, my mother and I were both completely naked. As soon as we got into bed, I couldn't wait to spread her

legs and penetrate her. My mother gently held me and whispered in my ear, "Don't rush, tonight... there's still

a long way to go..."

...

Dawn broke, the wind and rain stopped, and sunlight streamed into the room through the window. I was startled awake by the bright sunlight.

While I was still wondering if last night's passionate night was just a dream, I was shocked to find my mother sleeping soundly

, naked , nestled against my chest. This proved that it was all real, not a dream. Thinking back to last night

, under my mother's gentle guidance, we made love four times in a row until my penis could no longer get erect due to multiple

ejaculations , and I finally fell asleep with a lingering sense of satisfaction.

Looking at his mother sleeping soundly on the table, he felt a mix of anxiety and unease, but what was done was done, and he could only continue down

this . Facing the mother who had given him life and raised him, now that she had become his object of desire, he couldn't help

but feel uneasy. At the same time, he felt sorry for his father. After taking a closer look at his mother's alluring sleeping posture, his desires immediately

overwhelmed his conscience and reason. Without waiting for his mother to wake up, he began his first act of the morning...

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