A loving father and a filial son (06-10)

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Filial Piety and Parental Love 6 The three of us stared at each other for a while, then my dad went straight back to his bedroom without saying a word. After he left, my mom looked at me, smiled slightly, and reached out to pull me up. I was terrified and quickly dodged. I wouldn't cooperate with my mom no matter what. I pulled up my pants and dashed into my room. I hid in my room, my heart pounding. Later, I heard my mom slowly walk into the bedroom. I heard the bedroom door open and then close. I came out of my room. I stared at the closed bedroom door, feeling extremely scared. I thought, "Oh no, what if Dad hits Mom?" Thinking this, I moved closer to the bedroom to listen for any sounds. I listened for a long time, but heard nothing. At noon, I heard the bedroom door open, and my mom came out and went to the kitchen to cook. I heard the sizzling sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. Nothing seemed wrong. After dinner was ready, my mom knocked on my bedroom door, asking me to come out and eat. Of course, I didn't dare go out; I was afraid of seeing my dad again. My mom called me several more times. I opened my door and peeked out into the dining room. I saw my dad had already come out and was sitting at the table. My mom was busy serving dishes, and she chatted with him for a bit. They were laughing and talking, seemingly without any problems. Seeing this, I felt a little relieved, so I straightened my clothes and went out. Sitting at the table, I was still a little nervous, focusing only on my food. After my parents chatted about some everyday things, my dad even initiated a conversation with me. He asked, "Ding, have you been busy with your studies at school lately?" I just gave a perfunctory reply, saying it was alright, not too busy. Everything seemed normal, as if nothing had happened. I studied diligently in the afternoon. In the evening, I felt too embarrassed to come out of the living room again. I hid in my room, played on the computer for a while, watched a movie, and then made my bed, ready to sleep. Just then, I heard another banging on the door. My mom called out, "Ding, are you asleep?" I asked, "Mom, what's wrong?" My mom said, "Ding, I brought you a cooling mat pillow. It's more comfortable. It's getting hot, you can't use your old pillow anymore." I told my mom I didn't need it, my old pillow was fine. My mom said, "Oh, don't do that. It's so hot, you'll get heat rash on your neck if you use your old pillow." I had no choice but to sit up and open the door for my mom. When she came in, I saw she was holding a cooling mat pillow. My mom was still wearing a purple tank top. She went straight to my bed, put the pillow on my bed, and put the old pillow aside. My mom said, "Ding, this pillow is better." "Okay," I nodded. I noticed my mom didn't seem to want to leave. She also said to me, "Ding, come to bed and go to sleep!" When I walked to the bedside, my mother stared at me intently. I felt a little strange, so I looked back at her. We stared at each other, and then my mother took a few steps closer to me. Looking at my mother's delicate face, slightly wavy hair, and alluring body full of mature womanly charm, I suddenly felt uneasy. My mother reached out and grabbed my hand. I called out, "Mom," intending to say, "Mom, go back!" But instead, my mother called out, "Son," and then hugged me tightly. Her soft body pressed against me. I remembered my foolish behavior that morning and quickly tried to push my mother away, trying to say, "Mom, I can't, we can't do this, Dad is still in the bedroom, still at home." My mother hugged me and said, "Son, it's okay, it's really okay." But I really didn't have the courage. I couldn't believe what my mother said, so I pushed her away with all my might and said, "That really can't be done." My mother looked at me with a resentful expression and asked, "Ding, don't you like Mom?" I quickly shook my head and said to her, "No, no, I like her, I like her a lot, but Dad is home, I can't let him see me like this again." My mother didn't insist anymore, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes. She didn't say anything more, lowered her head, turned around, and left my room, closing the door behind her. The next morning, I woke up to find my father cooking in the kitchen! My father knocked on my door, then opened my bedroom, before calling my mother and me out. I noticed that my father was particularly attentive to my mother. Throughout breakfast, he smiled at her, and my mother treated him like a queen, enjoying his pampering. After breakfast, I sat on the sofa reading. My mother came over to me, sat down next to me, and said, "Son, stop reading and chat with Mom for a while, okay?" My heart pounded, and I glanced at my mother. Her sundress was a bit low-cut, and her two large breasts were very obvious; you could even see her cleavage. I hadn't put down the book in my hand when I said to my mom, "Mom, what are you talking about?" My mom reached out and took the book from me, putting it on the sofa and saying, "Son, it's vacation time, can't you give yourself a little rest?"
I had no choice but to give up reading and look at my mom. At that moment, I noticed her hands were trembling slightly, her breathing was a little rapid, and I could even see her breasts heaving. I told her, "Okay, I'll talk to you, Mom." My mom then opened her arms and said, "Son, come give Mom a hug." I leaned towards her, and we hugged. It was a pure embrace, but soon, my mom changed. Her breathing became rapid, and as she hugged me, her hips started to wriggle, and her whole body began to move. Then I saw her reach out and touch my head. Then, quickly, her hot lips pressed against mine. I glanced sideways at the kitchen and saw that my dad was still washing dishes! I was still very considerate of my dad, but my mom, for some reason, was particularly crazy today. She pushed me onto the sofa and then mounted me. My mom's tongue was so hot and aggressive; it quickly entered my mouth, giving me no chance to resist. We kissed nervously for a while, then my mom reached down and touched my genitals, kneading them for a bit. Then she stood up and hurriedly pulled down my pants, and my penis sprang out again. My mom quickly pulled off her own underwear, throwing her yellow ones on the living room floor, and then pounced on me. She straddled my lap, kissing me while reaching out her right hand to grab my penis and rub it against her vulva. Soon I felt the head of my penis touch a small, wet, slippery opening. At that moment, I felt my glans slowly enter that opening, and a moment later, I heard my mom let out a moan. I felt my penis... felt like it was being penetrated by something? Suddenly, it was inside a fleshy hole. My mom looked at me with a very strange expression, wanting to cry but not quite, wanting to laugh but not quite, making "ah ah" sounds. At this moment, my dad had finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen. Although I felt very comfortable, reason still urged me to push my mom away. I said, "Mom? Don't do this, Dad's already out." But my mom ignored me and forcefully pressed me onto the sofa, her buttocks wiggling back and forth to make my penis penetrate deeper into her vagina. My dad walked over and stood beside us, watching the two of us. I was incredibly nervous. I looked at my dad and unconsciously called out, "Dad." I didn't know how to explain my reckless behavior. At this moment, my mom wiggled her buttocks and turned around. Seeing my dad, she raised her head and called out, "Husband." I still tried to push my mom away. I murmured to my dad, "Dad, I'm sorry!" My dad smiled slightly at me and said, "It's okay, it's okay." My mom was a little unhappy with my attempt to break free. She pressed down on my hands and said to me, "Son, it's okay, your dad agreed, he agreed, don't worry!" After saying that, my mom kissed me. Our tongues intertwined in each other's mouths. I felt incredibly good; my penis felt so good and happy, a sensation flowing through my entire body, even more wonderful than sweetness. I lay on the sofa, completely dazed, as if I had ascended to heaven. After a while, I felt the urge to ejaculate, and I did. I grabbed my mom's buttocks and moved vigorously, and at that moment, a surge of heat shot out of my body. I yelled, "Mom, ah, ah, I came, I came!" My mom was still trying to move her body, but I had no strength left and collapsed onto the sofa. After a while, my mom's movements slowed down until she stopped moving altogether. Then my mom touched my face and asked, "Son, you came!" I nodded. At this moment, my mom turned to look at my dad and smiled at him, "Honey, Ding, he came." My dad smiled too and said, "Children are like this the first time." After I ejaculated, I felt both scared and ashamed. I said to my dad, "Dad, I'm sorry!" My dad said, "It's okay, it's okay." My mom said to me, "Son, don't worry, your dad agrees to this. To be honest, your dad and I have discussed this for several nights. Anyway, anyway, with your desires so strong right now, instead of finding women outside and engaging in uncontrolled masturbation, why not let Mom help you solve this problem?" I couldn't believe what my mom was saying. I could only timidly glance at my dad, who nodded, giving me a reassuring look. My mom was still straddling me, my already limp penis still inside her. My mom smiled and said to me, "Son, actually last night, when Mom brought you the pillow, I even thought about giving myself to you, but you were too timid." I blushed and said to my mom, "Well, it's because I didn't want to betray my dad." When my parents heard what I said, they both laughed. My mom turned to my dad and said, "Honey, see? Our son is such a good boy, isn't he? He always thinks of his dad first." My dad laughed too, "Yes, yes, Ding, he's always been a good boy." My dad added, "Ding, if you ever really have desires, just ask your mom. I won't mind, but you have to understand, the important thing for our family is to be harmonious and happy. That's the best way." My mom kissed me on the lips again, then slowly lifted her buttocks, and my penis slid out of her vagina little by little. That evening, I heard my mom calling me from the bedroom. I saw the bedroom door was half open, so I peeked inside. My mom was sitting on the bed and said to me, "Son, come keep Mom company." I went in and took a few steps towards my mom. I asked, "Mom, where's Dad?" My mom said, "Your dad is writing some materials in the study. We shouldn't disturb him. Now, close the bedroom door." I closed the bedroom door. After I closed it, my mom lifted the sheet and got off the bed. That's when I noticed she was wearing red fishnet stockings tonight. The red fishnet stockings paired with her bright red cheongsam made her look both red and alluring. My mom walked over to me, struck a sexy and seductive pose, and said, "Son, am I beautiful?" I called out "Mom!" and hugged her. We were both panting, and soon we were kissing. While kissing, my mom pulled me onto the bed. Once on the bed, she sat up, hooked her arms around my neck, and said, "Son, come to bed and do it for Mom." I rarely go into my parents' bedroom; when I do, it's usually to get things. This time, my mom and I fell onto the very soft bed. My mom hurriedly took off my pants and pulled me onto her. I called out "Mom!" and she said, "Son, come on, come on, come make love to your mom." Then she grabbed my penis, pulled it down to her genitals, and pointed it at her opening, saying, "Son, hurry, hurry, put it in, give it to Mom." In my mind, I remembered my dad saying, "It's okay, it's okay," and my mom saying, "Your dad agreed, agreed." So I overcame my hesitation, aimed at my mom's opening, and thrust in. My mom screamed, then wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and kissed me. I was breathing heavily, and my mom, while kissing me, was also panting. She whispered in my ear, "Son, fuck me, fuck me hard, I want it, Mom wants you." As I thrust, I said to my mom, "Mom, it feels so good, so good." Then my mom touched my face, very worried, and said, "Son, don't ejaculate, don't ejaculate so quickly, okay?" I said, "Mom, what if I can't control myself sometimes?" My mom said, "It's okay, son. When you feel like ejaculating, don't put it in anymore. Just pull it out, switch to another one, okay?" So I did as my mom said and fucked her hard. Every time I felt like ejaculating, I would immediately pull my penis out. My mom was really frustrated when I pulled it out, but I told her I was about to ejaculate. My mom immediately complied. After a few seconds, I felt my urge to ejaculate weaken a little, and then I put my penis back into my mom's hole. I kept doing this, and after a while, my mom said to me, "Son, hurry, hurry, hurry, Mom thinks she's about to come." Then I lay there and worked even harder, and after a while, my mom said, "Son, no, say something to provoke Mom?" I said, "What should I say?" My mom said, "Just say things like, 'I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death.' 'I'll fuck you, I'll fuck your cunt.'" I was a little embarrassed and felt like I couldn't say it. My mom, while thrusting her hips, said to me, "Son, hurry up, say it to Mom, curse Mom." Then I said, "I'll fuck you to death." As soon as I finished speaking, my mom groaned, and her thrusts became even more intense. She said, "Ah, like that, like that, Mom, hurry." Then I said to her again, "I'll fuck you to death." I could clearly feel my mom getting incredibly excited and enjoying it. My mom even said, "Son, keep going, keep going, Mom's almost there, almost there." Then I, while thrusting hard into my mom, said to her, "I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you, I'll fuck your cunt, I'll fuck your slutty cunt, I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death, I'll fuck you to death." My mom was incredibly excited, twisting her ass and moaning, and then I thrust faster and faster until I reached my climax.Finally, my mom stopped making a sound, then her whole body convulsed, clamping her legs between my thighs. She remained motionless, shivering uncontrollably. I was a little worried and kept rubbing her. After a few minutes, my mom seemed to recover a bit. Then she looked at me quietly and said, "Son, I just had an orgasm." The next morning, when I woke up, I found myself still in bed in the bedroom. I got dressed and went outside. I saw my mom cooking in the kitchen. She was in a great mood, humming a little tune as she cooked. I went over to her and asked, "Didn't I say I slept in the bedroom all night?"
My mom said yes, and then I asked, "What about Dad?" My mom said, "Your dad slept in the study last night." I said, "Oh? Won't Dad be angry?" My mom said, "Don't worry, your dad isn't as petty as you think!" After my dad opened his bedroom door, my mom, ignoring my presence, rushed over and gave him a big hug. Then, my mom took care of him, washing his face and brushing his teeth, being incredibly attentive. She even served him his meals, handing him the chopsticks with both hands; all he had to do was sit down and open his mouth. During the day, as long as my dad wasn't working in the study, my mom and dad were inseparable. Sometimes, they didn't even hide it from me; my mom would sit directly on my dad's lap, her arms around his neck, chatting and laughing, playfully teasing each other—it was truly enviable. In the evening, my mom called me to the bedroom again. When I got there, I asked my mom, "Is Dad still in the study?" My mom said yes, your dad has some materials to work on recently. As she said this, she came over and took off my clothes. Then, I was naked in front of my mom. We kissed, gave each other oral sex, and then did the most primal thing between a man and a woman: penetration. The only difference was that this time, my mom taught me a few different positions. We were face to face, I was on top, she was on the bottom, and I was inside her. My mom told me this was called the missionary position. My mom pushed me, making me stand on the ground while she lay on the bed and let me penetrate her. She told me this was called the "old man pushing a cart." My mom also made me lie on the bed, and then she sat on my penis and swayed back and forth. My mom told me this was called "Guanyin sitting on a lotus." It was the first time I'd seen so many tricks; it was both exciting and fun. Finally, after I ejaculated inside my mom, we finally quieted down. I hugged my mom's naked body; she had her back to me. I vaguely sensed that she seemed a little sad and upset. Then I shook her shoulder and said, "Mom, what's wrong?" My mom sighed and said, "I just feel that your dad has had a really tough time. He's sacrificed so much for our family." I told her, "Yes, my dad has had a hard time, and I understand him." My mom continued, "We're having a good time here, but your dad's in the study, all alone. Just thinking about him makes me sad." At that moment, I sat up in bed and said to my mom, "Yes, yes, we can't just think of ourselves and ignore my dad. I'll go back to my room now, and you go call him over!" My mom hugged me tightly and said, "No, you should lie down first! We'll talk after you lie down." So I lay back down and hugged my mom. My mom sighed again and said, "Son, there are many things you don't understand. I don't know how to explain them to you." I told my mom, "I don't understand, but you can tell me. I'm all grown up now, and I can understand my parents." My mom said, "Son, you don't understand. Even if I called your dad over now, he still wouldn't be able to share intimacy with me." I asked my mom, "Why not?" My mom sighed again and said, "Your dad... he's impotent now." Full of questions, I asked my mom, "What do you mean by impotence?" My mom said, "Impotence, in layman's terms, means erectile dysfunction." "Huh?" I was shocked and said to my mom, "Hasn't my dad gone to the hospital?" My mom said, "Yes, he's been to all the major hospitals, but it didn't work. He's tried all sorts of folk remedies, but it still didn't work." I said, "Then what should we do?" My mom sighed and said, "There's no way. Your dad has only ever had me as his woman. Although he works very hard and now has fame and fortune, he's never been like other men, philandering everywhere. He's only ever had me as his woman. But now your dad is impotent; he can't be intimate with you. Tell me, why is God so cruel to your dad?" After saying this, tears streamed down my mother's face. Seeing her cry, I panicked and quickly said, "Mom, don't be sad, really don't be sad." My mother said, "It's okay, Mom, it's okay, Mom's just a little sad." I asked again, "Dad, when did this start?" My mother said, "It's been a few years." I said, "Then Mom, all these years? How have you managed?" My mother, with tears in her eyes, said, "Son, it's okay to tell you, but all these years, your dad wasn't the only man I've been with. I've cheated on you." "Ah?" I was shocked again. I asked my mother, "Does Dad know?" My mother said, "Later, your dad found out, and he didn't object; he agreed to me doing it." "Oh," I said, then added, "Dad, all these years have been so unfair." My mother said, "After cheating on you, I felt incredibly sad and ashamed when I came back. I asked your dad to hit me, but he couldn't bring himself to. Instead, he made a very strange request." I asked, "What request?" My mom said, "Your dad suggested I bring other men home and have sex with them in front of him." "Huh?" I said, "How can that be? Can my dad handle it?" My mom said, "At first I didn't believe it either, but later, I couldn't resist your dad's persistent pleading. I listened to him anyway. A few years ago, I brought a man home for the first time, and I had sex with him right under your dad's nose." I asked, "What was Dad's reaction?" My mom said, "After that man ejaculated, your dad came and licked my genitals. While he was licking, your dad said he got an erection." I saw your dad's penis get hard again, and then he lifted my legs and thrust in. That time, I was incredibly happy; it was the first time I'd seen your dad, who had been impotent for so many years, get hard again." I said, "How is this possible? How could my dad do this?" My mom said, "Later, your dad told me he liked watching, liked seeing Mom being played with by other men; he only got hard while watching." Hearing my mom's story, my worldview was once again shattered. After saying that, my mom looked up at me and said, "Son, tell me, am I a bad woman?" I shook my head and said, "No, Mom isn't a bad woman." My mom said, "No, I am a bad woman, son. Mom is feeling really bad right now. Come on, come help Mom!" I hugged my mom and asked, "Then how can I help you?" My mom touched my face and said to me, "Son, fuck me, fuck me hard. I'm a bad woman. Mom cheated on your dad with someone else. I need you to punish me properly for your dad. Okay? Mom is so sad right now. I need you, I need you to punish me properly." I saw my mom's face was covered in tears, and she hurriedly pulled me onto her. So, I rolled over and pinned my mom down, lifted her legs, and inserted my already rock-hard penis into my mom's vagina. My mom said to me, "Son, punish me for your dad. Hurry up and punish me." I lifted my buttocks and thrust hard into my mom. She screamed in pleasure and then said to me, "Son, punish me! Tell me, tell me you're going to punish me!" I hugged my mom and, while fucking her, said to her, "I'll punish you! I'll punish you! I'll punish you! I'll punish you!" My mom hugged me, clearly dissatisfied with my words. She said again, "Son, say it: fuck Mommy! Say Mommy is a slut, a whore, a shameless woman! Punish Mommy! Say it: punish Mommy for cheating on your dad! Quick, punish Mommy! Fuck me!" I quickly understood what my mom meant. So, I bent over, hugged my mom's waist, and thrust hard into her vagina, cursing as I did so, "Fuck you! Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death, you slut! Fuck you to death, you shameless woman! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death, you whore! I'll fuck you to death, you shameless woman! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death!" My mom screamed and seemed to be enjoying it immensely, completely absorbed in my thrusts while holding me tightly. Soon after, her whole body convulsed, and she had another orgasm. Then we lay back down on the bed, embracing each other. After a while, my mom suddenly said to me, "Son?"
I turned to look at my mom. "What's wrong?" I saw her hesitate, then after a moment, she softly asked, "Son, can you accept having your dad watch?" I asked, "Watch what?" My mom said, "When we're doing it, have your dad watch." I hesitated and said, "This...this might not work. I'm scared, I'll get nervous." My mom touched my face and said, "Son, it's okay. You'll be a little nervous at first, but you'll get used to it after a while." But before I could say anything more, my mom said, "Son, listen to me. Your dad has sacrificed so much for this family, but we can't give him anything in return. Now, you've solved your sexual problems, but what about your dad? He's still like this, still unsatisfied. Are we just going to stand by and watch him suffer like this?" I looked at my mom, seemingly understanding but not quite. She continued, "Son, you need to be more understanding of your dad. Everyone has their own quirks when it comes to sex, but we're family. We should understand and help each other so the family can live in harmony, right?" I nodded. My mom continued, "Your dad once told me he liked watching me have sex with other men. Before, I always had sex with men I knew, or men your dad introduced me to. I had sex with them so your dad could watch. Until one day, your dad and I discovered your problem. That's when we realized that all three of us in our family have issues with sex. Son, you're not satisfied, Mom isn't satisfied, and your dad can't have sex either, so we all have problems. After discussing it, your dad and I decided that you and Mom could have sex. But even after we're satisfied, we can't ignore your dad! So, son, next time, when you have sex, have your dad watch, okay?" I said okay. The next evening, my mom called me to her bedroom again. When I entered, I found my dad there too. She pulled me close and hugged me. I turned to look at my dad. He stood there smiling at me. "Ding," he said, "don't feel pressured. At this point in our family life, we need to open up to each other. There should be no barriers between us. Just do what you normally would." I nodded. At that moment, my mom walked over to me, glanced at my dad, and then flicked her hair—a gesture clearly meant to flirt with him! My mom wrapped her arms around my neck again, offered her red lips, and kissed me a few times. Then she turned to my dad, grinning, and said, "Honey, this is your son!" My dad smiled back at my mom. Then, my mom took my hand, pulled me onto the bed, and sat down, spreading her legs. She reached her right hand to her genitals, touching herself, then looked at me and said, "Son, come on, do it to me." I was still uneasy and glanced at my dad. He smiled and gave me an affirmative look, saying, "Ding, Dad already said, don't feel guilty, just do what you're supposed to do." So I went to the bed and pounced on my mom. My mom then held my head and started kissing me. I bent over and struggled to take off my pants and underwear, revealing my penis. My mom stopped kissing me, then grabbed my penis and started rubbing it back and forth. While rubbing, she turned to my dad and said, "Honey, look at your son's penis! It's grown so big now, bigger and thicker than yours!" Then my mom knelt up again, put my penis in her mouth, and started licking it intently. After a while, she turned to me and said to my dad, "Honey, how does it feel? Is it hard?" My dad said to my mom, "It seems to be getting a little aroused." At this point, my mom quickly reached out and said to my dad, "Let me see." Then my dad pulled down his pants and exposed his penis. This was the first time I saw my dad's penis. My mom held my penis in her left hand and my dad's penis in her left. While rubbing my dad's penis, I said to him, "Wow, it's getting hard, but not hard enough." At this moment, my mom let go of my dad's penis, went to the bed, and leaned over the headboard with her buttocks sticking up high. I was standing on the bed and could see her genitals very clearly. My mom then turned to me and said, "Son, do you want your godmother?" I swallowed and said yes. My mom asked again, "What do you want to do?" I said, "Want to be my godmother?" My mom said quickly, so I took my penis and placed it against my mom's buttocks. My mom reached out and grabbed my penis, aiming it at her opening. I thrust my hips, and my penis went into my mom's vagina. My mom vigorously moved her hips, saying to me as we did it, "Harder, harder, godmother!" I was vigorously fucking my mom again when she turned to my dad and said, "Honey, look, did you see that?" Your son is having sex with me, your own son, having sex with his mother. Just then, I heard my dad groan, "Ah!" I saw it with my own eyes. I saw his semi-erect penis suddenly become erect, and he pounced on me like a wolf. My mom quickly pushed me away, saying, "Son, slow down, your dad's hard, let him go first." So I pulled my penis out of my mom's vagina. At that moment, my mom quickly lay down on the bed, spreading her legs, her body in an M-shape, and said to my dad, "Honey, come here, fuck me." My dad was indeed much more skilled than me. He went to the bed, aimed his penis at my mom's vagina, and thrust it in. At that moment, I saw my dad thrusting hard into my mom's vagina. My mom hugged my dad's back, enduring his thrusts, and said to him, "Ah, hard, finally hard! After so long, I finally got hard once!" Then I stepped back, standing at the other end of the bed, watching my dad and mom have sex. Having studied biology, I know that my existence is a result of my parents having sex. But today, I witnessed their intercourse up close, and the visual impact was truly shocking. My dad worked for a while, then his movements slowed down. My mom looked puzzled, and after a while, she looked up and asked, "What's wrong?" My dad said dejectedly, "It's gone soft again." My mom was a little disappointed and asked, "What happened? Why is it soft again?" My dad said he didn't know, and then I saw him pull his now-soft penis out of my mom's vagina. At this moment, my dad turned to me and said, "Ding, you come!" I straightened my penis, and soon it became hard again. So I climbed on top of my mom, aimed my penis at her vagina, and thrust it in again. My mom hugged me and said, "Son, harder, fuck me harder." Then my mom turned to look at my dad resentfully and said to me, "Son, fuck Mom hard?" I fucked Mom to death, then let your dad see. Then I bent down, kissing Mom while vigorously pounding into her. While I was fucking her, Mom would steal a glance at my dad and say, "Husband, you bastard husband, did you see that? Your precious son is on top of me, fucking me." Then my dad started stroking his penis. At this moment, Mom kissed my face a few times and said, "Son, your dad's penis is useless, Mom needs your cock to fuck me." I fucked her even harder. While enduring my fucking, Mom would raise her head, not forgetting to tease my dad. She would look up at him and say, "Bastard husband, bastard, dead bastard, bastard, turtle." My dad wasn't angry at all when Mom called him that, and after thousands of thrusts, I ejaculated inside Mom's vagina. After I pulled my penis out of my mother's vagina, she turned around, spread her legs towards my father, and said, "Honey, come and see!" My father quickly ran between her legs, spread them apart, and put his eyes on her vulva. He stared intently. Then, my mother took a deep breath and strained. The semen I had ejaculated into her uterus was forced out by her internal energy, and the thick semen flowed down her thighs. My mother reached out her right hand and touched my father's face, saying, "You bastard, did you see that? That's your own son's semen flowing out of here! Your son's semen is inside his cunt right now, do you see? Your son and I are committing incest! You bastard, aren't you excited seeing that?" My dad's face turned bright red. He looked at my mom, grabbed her lips, and started kissing her. He quickly pounced on her, thrusting his penis into her vagina again. My mom was a little surprised and cried out, "Honey, you're hard again! You're hard again!" My dad pinned her down and thrust into her hard, cursing as he did so, "I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death, you slut! I'll fuck you to death!" My mom clung to my dad, crying out as he penetrated her, "Yes, I'm a slut, I'm a whore! I seduced my own son! I let my son fuck me! I and my son, mother and son, have both had our penises inside me! Ah, honey, fuck me to death!" Then I heard my mom continuously spewing vulgarities.Dad was really putting in a lot of effort on Mom. After about ten minutes, both my parents yelled and collapsed onto the bed, motionless. After a long while, they finally stood up, panting. Then, Mom asked Dad, "Honey, was it good this time?" Dad grinned and said, "Yes, really good. It's been so many years since we've done this. I never thought we could last this long." Mom, her face flushed, said to Dad, "Yes, for the past ten minutes, honey, you were hard the whole time. I could feel how hard you were, it never went soft." Dad said, "Yes, yes," and then turned to me, "We have to thank our son." Mom also turned to me and said, "Ding, you did a fantastic job today. Dad and Mom are so grateful to you." I smiled sheepishly and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." At that moment, Mom stretched out an arm and said to me, "Son, come here, let Mom hug you too." I joined her, my mom with one arm around my dad and the other around me, our heads touching. At that moment, I'd never felt such unity and warmth in our family. After a while, my mom said to me, "Son, did you hear what I said to your dad?" I nodded and said, "Yes." My mom continued, "Son, remember, what I said to your dad wasn't meant to be offensive. It was just a bit of fun during sex, you understand?" I nodded. My mom said again, "Son, you need to know that even though we might say things to your dad during sex, it doesn't mean we can disrespect him in real life. Do you understand?" I said, "Yes." My mom continued, "No matter how crazy or outrageous we are during sex, afterwards we must love and respect your dad, understand?" I said, "Okay." My mom said, "Son, go make your dad a cup of tea now!" I agreed, then opened the bedroom door, went into the living room, made a cup of tea for my dad, and brought it into the bedroom. My mom said, "Son, now kneel down and give the tea to your dad!" My dad said, "No need, I don't need to kneel." My mom insisted, "Son, you must kneel. You need to understand, as your son, you've slept with your mother, which is equivalent to slept with your dad's wife. You must perform this grand ceremony." So I knelt on the bedroom carpet, raised the teacup above my head, and presented it to my dad. My dad took the cup and drank the tea. The next evening, my mom called me into the bedroom again. Of course, my dad was there too. This time, my mom said, "Son, go make two cups of tea." So I went to the living room, made two cups of tea, and brought them into the bedroom. My mom said to me, "Son, do you know why I asked you to bring two cups of tea?" I said I didn't know. My mom continued, "I asked you to bring two cups of tea to show respect to two people, one is your dad, and the other is me." After drinking this cup of tea, we can enter a state of sexual intercourse. We can let go of the shackles of life and enjoy sex happily, without worrying about anything else. But as a junior, you slept with me and then with your father's woman, so before you do this, you must pay your respects to me and your father. So I obediently knelt on the ground, raised the teacup above my head, and first offered it to my father, then to my mother.
They both took the cups and drank some tea. Afterwards, my mother said to me, "Son, you need to know that sometimes when we're doing this, I might say things that scold or humiliate your father. You have to get used to it. Don't think it's a big deal. It's just a bit of fun between your father and me. You can add a little of that fun to it too." After saying that, my mother said to my father, "My dear husband, let's begin." My father nodded. At this moment, my mother walked towards me. My mother said, "Son, let me help you take off your clothes." Then my mother unbuttoned my shirt, took it off, and revealed my muscular upper body. My mother then unbuckled my belt and took off my pants. Then my underwear was taken off by my mother. My penis immediately popped out. My mother stood up, covered my underwear to her face, took a deep breath, and then walked to my father, saying, "Honey, I really love the smell of your underwear." At this moment, my mom wrapped her arms around my dad's neck, wiggled her hips, and said to him, "Honey, come and take off my clothes, strip me naked, then hold me and hand me over to our son, let him have sex with me." My dad nodded and started undressing my mom. Then, I saw my dad's hands slowly peeling clothes off my mom's body, piece by piece, until they were thrown on the bedroom floor. My mom was completely naked. She then hugged my dad and said, "Honey, honey, pick me up and give me to our son to play with, okay?" My dad trembled and said, "Okay," and then he picked my mom up in a princess carry and carried her towards me. At this moment, my mom said to me, "Son, come here, come sit on the bed." So I obediently sat naked on the bed. Then, my mom said to my dad again, "Honey, you can't just hand me over to our son like that." My dad asked, "Then how should I hand me over?" My mom, in a sweet, coquettish voice, said, "Honey, we have to have a ceremony." My dad asked, "What kind of ceremony do you want?" My mom replied, "Honey, it's when you kneel down and beg your son to fuck his mother." At that moment, I felt something was off, and I said, "Mom, isn't this inappropriate?" My mom said, "It's okay, didn't we just agree? We shouldn't be so particular about these things during sex; we should have some fun, fun, understand?" "Okay," I replied. Then I saw my dad carrying my mom, walking up to me. I had never seen my dad kneel before. When I was little, I was the one who knelt before my dad, and he would hit me. But today, my dad was actually carrying my mom? Kneeling in front of me! The visual impact sent my adrenaline soaring. My dad slowly knelt before me, embracing my mom, and looked up at me, saying, "Son, Dad has already undressed your mom completely and is handing her over to you. Please, please fuck your mom. Come on, fuck your dad's wife." Just then, I heard my mom groan, hugging my dad and saying, "Honey, you're so lewd, so incredibly lewd! Honey, I'm wet down there, already wet, you made me wet just by saying that." Then my mom turned to me and said, "Son, what are you waiting for? Your dad's already kneeling before you, aren't you going to come? Can't you even play with me?" I quickly got up from the bed, took my mom, and held her naked body in my arms. My mom wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately, saying, "Son, I feel so uncomfortable down there, hurry up and fuck me." Then I put my mom on the bed, pinned her down, and inserted my penis into her vagina. My mom said to me, "Son, call me Mom, Mom wants to hear you call me that." I called out "Mom," and then my mom twisted her body and called me "Son," asking me to call her again. I called out "Mom" again, and my mom replied, "Son." "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," "Mom," "Son," my mom and I kept calling out to each other as we fucked. My mom turned to my dad and said, "You bastard, come here and look closely." At that moment, I saw my dad still kneeling on the ground, then crawling over to my mom and me. My mom said to me, "Son, lift up my legs so your dad can see where we're joined." I obediently lifted my mom's legs, and I slightly lifted my own, so that I could thrust harder into her. My mom moaned as she endured my intense thrusts. My mom didn't forget to reach out and grab my dad's hair, pulling him to where we were joined. My mom said to my dad, "You bastard, look carefully, see how your own son is fucking your wife?" At this moment, my dad actually crawled over, his head facing my penis, watching my penis going in and out of my mom's vagina. My mom then asked my dad, "Did you see clearly, you bastard husband?" My dad said, "I saw clearly." My mom asked again, "See clearly what?" My dad said, "I saw clearly that my son's big penis is going into his mom's cunt." At this moment, my mom's legs tightened around my waist, and she said to me, "Son, it's so exciting, harder, fuck Mom harder?" We fucked for a while, then my mom said she wanted to change positions, so she lay face down on the bed, her buttocks raised, and I fucked her from behind. My mom's face turned towards my dad, my dad half-kneeling on the floor, my mom lying face down on the bed, their heads were about the same height. At this moment, I held my mom's buttocks from behind and thrust hard into my mom's hole. My mom was swaying as I fucked her, and she reached out and slapped my dad across the face. My mom was slapping my dad while saying to him, "You bastard, you bastard, you dead bastard, you living bastard, watching your son fuck me, isn't it good, you bastard?" My dad said, "Good, so good." Then my mom touched my dad's crotch and said, "Is your penis hard?" At this moment, my dad stood up from the ground, took off his pants, and put his penis out. My dad said, "It's hard." At this moment, my mom said to me again, "Son, your dad is hard. Let your dad go first. It wasn't easy for your dad to get hard." I said, "Okay." At this moment, my mom adjusted her position again, spread her legs, and let my dad go first. My dad rubbed his penis against my mom's labia. After rubbing for a while, my dad said, "Wife, I'm sorry, it's gone soft again." My mom said, "How could this happen?" My dad said, "I don't know!" My mom said again, "Honey, do you want me to have something with a stronger flavor?" My dad said, "Yes." At this moment, my mom pushed my dad away, then lay back down on the bed and said to me, "Big-dicked son, come and fuck your slutty mom." I was a little surprised. My mom stared straight at me and said, "Son, husband, what are you waiting for? My pussy is so itchy, I need you to fuck me, hurry up!" Then I climbed back on top of my mom and thrust into her hole. My mom said, "Son, son, now you are my husband. Whoever is fucking my pussy now is my husband." At this moment, my dad said, "Wife, now Ding is your husband, so what about me?" My mom said, "You are a useless thing, you don't deserve to be my husband. Now, son is my only husband. I have no other husband. Son, husband, fuck me, fuck my slutty pussy to pieces, fuck me to death." I was also very excited, and then vigorously plowed into my mom's body. My mom hugged me and said, "Son, you curse me, you curse your mom. Then your mom is a slut, a whore, a slut, a slut, a man-stealing bitch." I said, "Mom, I don't dare to curse in front of Dad." My mom said, "It's okay, it's okay, son, didn't you see? Your dad couldn't get hard just now. You have to help him. He really likes it when you curse at your mom like that; that's when he gets hard, you know?" Hearing this, I grabbed my mom's buttocks and started fucking her hard, yelling, "Fuck you to death! Fuck you to death! You slut, you piece of trash, you whore! I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you cheating woman who's been cuckolded by your husband! I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death, you slut who lets her son fuck her! I'll fuck you to death, fuck your cunt raw, fuck you through!" Soon, my mom had an orgasm. After a while, she woke up from the afterglow of her orgasm and said to my dad, "Honey, is it better down there?"
My dad's face turned bright red, and he said, "Okay, much better." My mom asked again, "Want to continue?" My dad said, "Yes, yes, it feels so good, it makes me feel so good." At that moment, my mom said, "Honey, come here." My dad walked up to my mom, and since I was still inside her, she used one arm to lift herself up, then arched her body and slapped my dad across the face. My mom cursed, "You bastard, seeing your wife being played with, does it feel good?" My dad stood there and said, "It feels good, so good." Then my mom said to me, "Son, you slap your dad too." I said, "I wouldn't dare." My mom said, "What's there to be afraid of? You're helping your dad now! Your dad's almost hard." I said, "What son dares to hit his father? I really wouldn't dare." My mom said, "It's just for fun, do you understand? In a little while, I'll have you serve your dad tea!" "Go slap your dad, and while you're slapping him, curse him, call him a bastard, say you fucked his wife, hurry up and do it!" My mom urged me like this, so while I was still having sex, I moved my body to my dad's position and slapped him across the face. Then I said, "You bastard!" My mom said, "Son, you're too lenient. You need to be harder, and say it with some force, like you just cursed me." Encouraged by my mom, I hardened my heart, thinking, "Dad, I'm sorry." Then I reached out and slapped my dad across the face. Because I hit him hard, I even knocked off his glasses. While I was hitting him, I said to my dad, "Bastard, you dead bastard, your wife is being fucked by me right now, I'm fucking your wife, are you enjoying it?" My dad actually said to me, "Yes, so good." At this moment, I felt emboldened and took the opportunity to curse, "Dad, you're such a bastard! Look how cheap Mom is, how cheap your wife is, letting her son fuck her! Ah!" Night Starry Night Gold Coins +15 for reposting and sharing, a red envelope is offered!

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