My mother's holiday

I was born into an ordinary family in Shenyang. My father is now a doctor at a hospital, and my mother is an accountant in the finance department of the district water conservancy bureau. My mother told me that she and my father met when they were sent to the countryside as educated youth. At that time, my mother was the most beautiful among her colleagues, and many people pursued her, but she ultimately chose my father. My parents had a simple wedding when they were sent to the countryside in Fushun.

About a year later, my parents returned to Shenyang after the policy was implemented. In my memory, my happiest time was every Sunday when my parents would take me to the zoo. Those were my happiest moments, along with those five-cent coins. Gradually, our family's economic situation improved, and now my father is a chief physician at a hospital. I have never caused my parents any worry since I was a child. I was always among the top students in every exam, and until I was admitted to No. 120 Middle School, I was my parents' greatest pride.

As for what happened later, I don't know how my mother and I had sex. Actually, sex between a mother and son seems very alluring, but I don't know how I feel now. It's hard to explain. Every time after "love" with my mother, I feel deep guilt, but we've never stopped. Even today, I still maintain this delicate relationship with my mother.

I think the cause of this is also related to the internet. When I was in my second year of high school, my parents bought me a computer, of course, to help with my studies. At first, I didn't like this cold machine. I didn't like chatting; I preferred my Saturn game console. Besides studying, I played my Saturn game console whenever I had time.

Until one day, my parents decided to stop me from playing because my college entrance exam was approaching. Once my favorite game was stopped, I really didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to play the computer that had been sitting there since they bought it. But my family only wanted me to practice typing; I couldn't get interested in the computer at all. Later, I simply stopped playing anything and focused entirely on preparing for my college entrance exam.

One day, because it started raining during PE class, we were studying in the classroom when my friend Xiaoyu asked me to go to an internet cafe. Although I'd always heard about internet cafes, I'd never actually used one myself. Out of curiosity, we went together. I asked him for a card, and he picked a computer in the corner. I thought to myself, "This guy has better machines, why choose a corner one?" It's really strange. We sat down next to the computer, and he mysteriously whispered, "Want to read something exciting?"

I knew what he meant by "exciting," so I said, "Okay."

He opened a novel website for me. The first story was about a woman taking on motherhood. My heart was pounding, and my penis was already throbbing. After finishing that, he opened another story, "Mom First."

I was even more nervous. I couldn't believe my eyes, but I felt deeply attracted. The descriptions aroused me intensely.

When I got home, I saw my mother diligently cooking in the kitchen. She greeted me as usual, "My good son is back!" My face flushed. It was the first time I'd ever looked at my mother with the eyes of a woman. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look old at all; her figure was very well-proportioned, and apart from a little bit of fat on her lower abdomen, she was definitely attractive. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: could I really have sex with my mother?

I thought it was possible. As I thought about it, my penis got hard again. I told my mother, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to read."

I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and started masturbating. I fantasized about having sex with my mother. I felt my breathing quicken. I'd masturbated before, but that day felt the most exciting. Just as I was completely immersed in my fantasy, the door suddenly opened with a sound. I opened my eyes in fright and saw the door was closed. Ah! I hadn't closed the door! My mother must have seen me masturbating. My face turned bright red; I was afraid she would call me.

After a while, Mom called me from outside to eat. I thought to myself, "Mom must have seen me masturbating," because she usually comes in to call me and check my homework. I was so embarrassed. I went into the kitchen, but Mom didn't say anything. I asked guiltily, "Mom, isn't Dad coming home?!"

Mom said, "Yes, he has to work overtime again."

I lowered my head, wanting to finish my meal and go back to my room immediately. Although Mom and I often joke around, and Mom is a very modern woman, there

's often no generation gap between us. I don't know if she was trying to get my attention or just teasing me. Maybe in her eyes, everything I do is childish. I only remember Mom saying, "Eat more eggs. Your body needs nutrition right now. And you need to take care of yourself. The college entrance exam is coming soon, so you need to concentrate." I immediately wanted to bury my head under the table. My face was flushed. I looked up at Mom, and she suddenly burst out laughing.

I put down my bowl and hurriedly told my mother, "I'm finished eating, I'm going back to my room."

Back in my room, I wondered why my mother had said that. Did she not mind my behavior? I thought about it for a long time, and I decided I had to try.

The next day, I went home early after class. My mother was watching TV in the living room. She said to me, "Dinner's ready, go eat."

I said, "Wait a bit, I need to read first."

I slipped into my room, deliberately opening the door a crack. I lay on the bed, my back to the door, and placed the mirror on the table where I could see the door. I pretended to close my eyes, took out my penis, and started masturbating as usual.

I secretly watched to see if my mother would come to check on me. I knew I was taking a risk, but I was still willing to take it. Maybe this was the beginning of everything. I saw a shadow standing in the doorway. I knew my mother was watching me masturbate. From her angle, she could see my penis without me seeing it, but she didn't know I had placed the mirror on the table, and she stood quietly in the doorway.

My penis suddenly became very hard, and I slowly masturbated until I ejaculated onto the paper I had prepared. My mother watched me quietly the whole time. After I ejaculated, my mother quietly returned to the living room. I thought I had completed the first step when suddenly, my mother called me, "Xiaolin, come here for a moment."

I went to the living room and saw my mother sitting on the sofa. My mother said to me, "Come here and sit next to me." I obediently sat down next to my mother.

My mother said to me, "You're a big boy now. I think you should never hide anything from me; you must tell me, okay?"

I said, "I'm not hiding anything from you."

My mother continued, "I know my son has grown up and is at the age where he wants to think about women. This means my son is a man now."

I lowered my head and asked my mother, "Did you see what I did?"

My mother didn't say anything. I said to my mother, "I'm sorry, Mom, I won't do it again."

My mother said to me, "That's right. Masturbation is harmful to your health, and besides, you need your energy now."

I said to my mother, "I know, but I can't control myself."

My mother said, "Is it really that hard to control?"

I said, "Yes, I can't concentrate on my studies."

My mother said, "Then you must remember to try to reduce the frequency. Also, tell me after each time, and I'll prepare some nourishing food for you, okay?"

I happily said, "I understand, Mom."

Two days later, when I got home, I saw my mother alone at home, so I said to her, "Mom, I feel really bad today. I think I..."

My mother understood what I meant and said, "Go inside and tell me when you're done."

I went back to my room and started fantasizing about making love with my mother. After I finished masturbating, I came out of the room, blushing, and said, "Mom, I'm done."

My mother called me over.

I saw a cup of milk powder and an egg on the table. My mother told me to eat them quickly, and I did. From then on, every time I wanted to masturbate, my mother would prepare it for me. I felt very happy. Once, I boldly asked my mother, "Mom, can you stay in the room? I want you to be by my side."

My mother didn't say anything, thought for a while, and said to me, "Okay, but don't let your dad know."

I said, "Okay."

The first time, I masturbated right under my mother's nose. I took out my penis, and my mother watched quietly from the side. I masturbated with one hand and held toilet paper in the other. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated, shooting onto my pants. Just as I was about to wipe it with toilet paper, my mother took the toilet paper and started wiping the semen that I had ejaculated onto my pants.

I said, "Mom, am I really bad?!"

Mom didn't say anything, but just said to me, "You're all grown up now, boys do these things, just not too much, okay?"

I said to Mom, "I understand," and we went back to the living room.

Mom said to me, "Mom, I have a request."

Mom said, "What is it?"

I said to Mom, "Mom, can you give me... give me..."

"Give you what?" Mom was a little impatient.

"Can you help me do what I do?"

Mom was taken aback, she understood what I meant, but still deliberately said, "What is it?"

I said loudly, "Masturbation!"

Mom looked at me strangely, my face turned red, and I lowered my head.

My mother said, "Can't you handle it yourself? Why do you need my help?"

I told her, "I feel like I can't concentrate. If you can help me, I can concentrate on the experience."

My mother said, "I don't know where you get so many strange ideas from!"

I asked her, "Is it okay?"

She said, "We'll see!"

I thought my mother would definitely give it to me, and sure enough, a few days later, I wanted to masturbate again. My mother sat next to me very close. I closed my eyes and started masturbating. Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my penis. I opened my eyes, and my mother said, "Close your eyes."

I immediately closed my eyes. My mother took my hands away and placed them next to me. Then, she grasped my penis, and my penis suddenly became very hard. I thought my mother must have done it for my father before. Her hands slid skillfully across my penis.

I felt incredibly excited. I felt my semen was about to ejaculate, and I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm almost there."

My mother squeezed my penis tightly, and the urge to ejaculate vanished. Then, my mother continued to masturbate me for a long time until I told her I was really about to come. My mother quickened her movements, and my semen gushed out. My mother used her other hand to collect all of my semen. I blushed and said to my mother, "Thank you." My mother didn't say anything, just said, "Okay, just remember to study hard."

After that, my mother would masturbate me about once every few days. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just her masturbating me; I felt I needed to truly possess her.

One day, it was just my mom and me at home. We sat on the sofa in the living room, my mom leaning against me. I could feel her breath on my skin, and I could smell her fragrance. We chatted about trivial things. I mustered up my courage and suddenly straightened my mom up, putting my hands on her shoulders. My mom looked at me suspiciously. I didn't give her time to react. I placed her on the armrest of the sofa and kissed her neck. My mom was probably caught off guard by my action, and I kissed her neck smoothly. I kissed her gently, and her breathing became rapid.

Suddenly, my mom came to her senses. She pushed me away forcefully, saying, "Don't do this! Someone will see!" I didn't know if my mom was encouraging me, but I didn't let go. "Mom, just let me kiss you, just for a little while, okay?"

My words probably moved my mother; her resistance loosened, and she only symbolically grabbed my collar. This seemed like encouragement. I noticed her eyes were closed, and I boldly kissed her face, her eyes, and her ears. Her body grew hot, and I slowly kissed her lips. She trembled; I knew she was very nervous. I had never kissed before and was just randomly kissing her lips. Then, she made her choice.

This choice later made us lovers. She gently parted her lips, her tongue darting out, and we were locked in a passionate kiss. Her hands were on my back; I think she was experiencing this feeling too. We kissed passionately for a long time, and my hands slowly moved towards her chest.

She grabbed my hand and mumbled, "Don't do this, your dad'll be home from his night shift soon."

I stopped stroking her, but soon my hand reached for her chest again. This time, I didn't encounter any resistance. Mom let me place my hand on her chest, and I touched her breasts—round and firm. I slipped my hand inside her bra, but I couldn't open it. Just as I was getting anxious and didn't know what to do, Mom reached behind her back and untied the bra strap. My hand could now easily touch her breasts, and I slowly rubbed them.

My other hand slowly reached for her pants. Mom realized what I was thinking and stopped me, refusing to let my hand go inside her pants. I tried several times, but Mom was adamant. Just as I was trying to figure out a solution, the door suddenly opened. I realized it was Dad coming home, so I immediately got off Mom. After getting up, Mom quickly ran into her room. Dad opened the living room door and saw me alone on the sofa. He asked, "Where's your mom?"

I nervously replied, "She's inside."

Dad called out, "Shumin, come out, I have good news for you." Mom came out of the house.

We chatted on the sofa as if nothing had happened. Dad excitedly told Mom and me, "My company has two opportunities to go on trips to Dalian. Since Xiaolin is on vacation and will be studying hard when school starts again, I'm thinking of taking him to Dalian for about 20 days." I felt disappointed. If only Mom and I could go. I looked at Mom, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. She must have known what I was thinking. I asked Dad if I was going with a lot of people. Dad said, "No, the company will reimburse us after we get back."

"Oh, then I want to go with Mom." I don't know where I got the courage.

Dad laughed and said, "Don't you find Mom nagging?"

I said, "Dad, you can go to other places all the time."

But Mom hasn't left Shenyang in a long time. Anyway, her company reimburses two people's expenses, so let Mom go out and have some fun. Plus, Mom can tutor me. Dad thought about it and felt that what I said made sense, so he asked Mom, "Shumin, why don't you go with Xiaolin?"

Mom smiled at me, and I thought to myself, Mom must agree. Mom thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Then Xiaolin and I will go, but we have to agree first, you have to be good!"

I was overjoyed and quickly said, "I will definitely be good."

Mom smiled, and I saw her face slowly turn red. I had been looking forward to that moment so I could go to Dalian with Mom. I knew what it meant to me; I might finally have Mom. Finally, Mom finished dealing with her work, withdrew over 6,000 yuan from the bank, and bought train tickets to the Liaodong Peninsula. I got up very early that morning; I hadn't slept much all night. Dad

took the day off to see Mom and me off. When we got on the train, we found it wasn't crowded. After Mom and I found our seats, Dad told me to take good care of Mom. I told him not to worry. Just before the train departed, Dad hurriedly got off and stayed on the platform until it started moving, watching the train speed away.

Because we were on an air-conditioned train, although it was unbearably hot outside, the temperature inside the carriage was very low. Several times, even I was shivering from the cold. My mother naturally leaned against me, and I freed one arm to hug her. She didn't resist and nestled obediently in my arms. I was extremely excited at that moment, and my little brother was still erect. Around noon, the train arrived in Dalian. Although Shenyang isn't far from Dalian, this was my first time there. Dalian is a very charming city.

My mother and I found a two-star hotel. I said to my mother, "Would a double room be fine?"

My mother said, "Okay." When we arrived at the hotel, there was only one room available, even for two people.

I said to my mother, "Let's stay here, otherwise, we won't be able to find a place to stay."

When the receptionist led us upstairs, he said to my mother, "Your son is so handsome." My

mother smiled sweetly. I looked at my mother, thinking about what was about to happen, and I didn't know how I felt.

My mother and I went to the room and unpacked our things.

Mom said to me, "Where should we go first?"

I said to Mom, "I've never seen the sea before, let's go see the sea."

Mom and I took a bus to the Natural History Museum. It was my first time seeing the sea, and it was truly magnificent. Mom and I walked slowly. During this time, Mom had gotten into the habit of linking arms with me when we walked, and we were practically a couple. Around 6 p.m., Mom and I had dinner and returned to the hotel. I said to Mom, "Why don't you take a shower?" Mom seemed to read my mind.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired, let's do it tomorrow."

Seeing that my goal hadn't been achieved, I said to Mom, "Then let me give you a massage."

Mom said, "Okay, I'm really tired too. " "Okay."

Mom lay down on the bed, and I slowly massaged her shoulders and back. I touched the straps of her bra, but I didn't have the courage to go under her clothes and unhook them. After a while, Mom seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently nudged her, but she didn't respond. So I lay down beside her, slipped my hand under her clothes, and gently unhooked her bra. I kissed Mom's ear, and suddenly she said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Mom was awake, I continued kissing her ear. Gradually, Mom seemed to sense my intention. She turned her head as if to say something, but before she could speak, I kissed her lips. Mom didn't say anything, but just closed her eyes. We kissed passionately once again.

Suddenly, Mom tried to pull me away, but I held her down. She giggled and said, "It's tiring for me to be bent over like this. Can you let me turn around?" I made room for her, and she tried to pull away. I knew she was going to do that, so I pushed her, and she lay back down on the bed, facing me. I kissed her again, and seeing that she couldn't break free, she stopped struggling. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths. I put my hand inside her clothes.

Because I had already unhooked her bra, I naturally touched my mother's breasts. She didn't resist at all, just held my back. I touched them for a long time, then started exploring her lower body. My mother stopped me again. I tried several times, but it didn't work. I was burning with desire and said to my mother, "Give it to me, Mom, I want you."

"No, we can't do that," my mother said bluntly. "Get up first, let's talk."

I reluctantly got up and sat next to my mother. She said to me, "Lin'er, what we've done is already very outrageous. We can't do that kind of thing, you know?"

I said to my mother, "Why not? We won't hurt anyone. Now that we're out here, we can be like a couple!"

I vowed that I wouldn't do this again when we got back. My mother said, "That's still not enough." I said to my mother, "Mom, just give it to me this once, so I can focus on the college entrance exam!"

My mother didn't know what to say. I asked my mother, "Mom, do you like the feeling of kissing me? Tell the truth." My mother nodded.

"So, if we weren't mother and son, would you agree to be my lover?"

Mom said, "I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I would, but we are mother and son, and I can't do that. You'll hate me when you have your own family later."

I said to Mom, "No, Mom, I won't hate you. Please be my lover during our few days in Dalian, so I can have a good memory." Mom just looked at me without saying anything. Finally, she said, "I'm tired! Let's talk about it later."

I had no choice but to go back to bed. That night, I felt Mom stayed up very late. I think she must have been thinking about whether she could agree to be my lover.

The next day, my mom and I decided to go swimming at the beach. I saw my mom in her swimsuit; she seemed to have a very well-proportioned figure. She seemed distracted all day, and I didn't know what choice she would make. I couldn't force her. That evening, we returned to the hotel. After a whole day at the beach, we were covered in salt and felt sticky. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I finished, my mom went into the bathroom. Seeing her go in, I turned off the room lights and turned on the bedside lamp. Instantly, the room was filled with a gentle and romantic atmosphere. A little while later, my mom came out of the bathroom wearing a very short bathrobe. I was overjoyed because I no longer had to face her waistband. Her legs were exposed, looking incredibly sexy in the dim light.

I said to my mom, "Mom, can you sit on the edge of the bed?"

Mom said, "What mischief are you up to now?"

I quickly said, "No, no."

Mom came over and sat on the edge of the bed, combing her hair with a wooden comb. I half-lay on Mom's bed and hugged her from behind. I felt how smooth Mom's skin was after her bath, and how alluring her fragrance was. As Mom combed her hair, she said to me, "What are you doing?"

I said, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to hold you.

" "Really?" Mom asked.

I said, "Of course, don't you believe me?"

Mom said, "Ask yourself."

I said, "How can I ask?"

Mom flicked my little brother with her hand. Look, I looked, and it turned out my little brother was already very hard. I stopped talking and pulled Mom down onto the bed.

Mom said to me, "Don't do that, I still need to comb my hair." I said, "I'll talk about it later!" "

I slowly kissed my mother, and she responded to me. We kissed passionately, my legs pressed tightly against hers, and my hands went deep inside her pajamas, caressing her breasts. I felt that she didn't resist. I slowly unbuttoned all the buttons on her pajamas, and her chest was completely exposed in front of me."

More importantly, my mother and I were now only separated by a pair of underwear. My hand was on my mother's waist. This time, my mother did not resist, but instead fully embraced our passionate kiss. My hand actually began to slip inside my mother's underwear. I tried to slow down my movements so as not to startle my mother. I finally touched my mother's pubic hair. My mother let out a soft moan and gripped my shoulders tightly. Seeing that my mother did not move, my hand unconsciously and slowly moved down, touching my mother's soft private parts.

I gently rubbed, my heart pounding. I touched my mother's private parts. She seemed like a shy girl, her eyes half-closed. My fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, moving in and out gently. My mother moaned softly. I whispered in her ear, "Mom, give it to me, okay?"

But she shook her head. I was extremely disappointed, but I didn't stop. I thought if she disliked it, she would make me stop. I arched my back and began kissing her breasts. This was the first time I had ever kissed them. My mother stroked my hair. I quietly took off my underwear and said to her, "Mom, can I take off your underwear?"

She didn't answer. I lightly lifted a corner of her underwear and slowly pulled it down, but it was blocked by her pubic bone. Just as I was at a loss, my mother gently lifted her body. I grabbed... I seized the opportunity to take off my mother's underwear and throw it under the bed. Now my mother was completely exposed beneath me. I spread her legs and lay between them. My mother spread her legs a little more to make it easier for me to lie between them. I began the most crucial moment. I asked my mother again, "Give it to me, Mom. Just close your eyes and give me one minute."

My mother gently shook her head and said, "You can't do this. We shouldn't do this."

I ignored my mother's words and tried to insert my penis into my mother's vagina. Every time my penis hit my mother's private parts, my mother became extremely nervous, but I couldn't find the entrance. I whispered to my mother for help, asking her to help me. My mother still whispered, "We can't do this."

But as my mother said this, her legs naturally spread a little more and bent, so that my penis was directly facing my mother's entrance.

I continued to thrust haphazardly until I finally found the entrance to my mother's vagina. My penis slid in instantly, a sensation I'll never forget. My mother frowned, and I slowly pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. Her breathing became noticeably heavier. Only when my penis was fully inside her did she gently shift her position. I didn't rush to thrust, but instead gently kissed her, letting her slowly get into the mood. After a while,

I began to slowly thrust in and out, and my mother moved gently to match my movements. I felt incredibly good; my long-held wish had finally come true. My penis slid in and out of my mother's vagina, quickly becoming very slippery. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate.

My mother, being experienced, sensed my increased speed and moved faster to match my movements. I was determined to send my semen deep into my mother's uterus. I finally couldn't hold back and began to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly, and hot semen gushed into my mother's body.

My mother moaned, and we both reached our first orgasm. After I ejaculated, I felt very tired. My mother didn't rush to push me away; instead, she let me remain between her legs with my penis still inside her vagina. She stroked my hair and asked, "Are you tired, Lin'er?" I

softly replied, "Yes." My

mother pushed me aside, stood up, and smoothed her hair. In that instant, I saw my semen flowing from my mother's private parts, running down her full legs. My mother noticed this too. She glanced at me and said, "Go to sleep." She turned and

went into the bathroom. I watched my mother go into the bathroom. Actually, I was really exhausted and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, my mother was still asleep. She was so charming, with a happy smile on her lips. Looking at my mother, I felt like I still wanted to be with her. When I lay down next to her, she woke up. Seeing me, she asked what I was doing, and if I wasn't tired last night. I said I wasn't tired.

My mother said, "No, my body can't take it."

Seeing that she wouldn't agree to have sex with me, I said to my father, "Then how about tonight?"

My mother smiled and nodded. For the next 20 days, my mother and I made love many times. I felt those were the happiest times of my life. Sometimes we would kiss in the street. Although many people thought we were much older, they probably didn't know we were mother and son. That time, my mother and I kissed passionately on the beach and made love in the hotel; I felt like I was on my honeymoon, my mother told me when she came back.

Later, my mother and I still made love, but because we were afraid of my father finding out at home, it didn't feel the same as in Dalian. Normally, my mother and I still acted the same way, only making love when my father was working night shifts or away on business. My mother said she wouldn't make love with me anymore until I got married, but I refused. I told my mother: I want her to be my lover forever.

Every time this happened, after we finished making love, she would lie quietly in my arms.

Whenever I tell my mother I want her to be my lover forever, she always says, "Silly child!"

But she always leans against me, gently stroking me. I know my mother also hopes to be my lover forever. I think my mother and I will always carefully manage our relationship, keeping it a secret between us forever.

I was born into an ordinary family in Shenyang. My father is now a doctor at a hospital, and my mother is an accountant in the finance department of the district water conservancy bureau. My mother told me that she and my father met when they were sent to the countryside as educated youth. At that time, my mother was the most beautiful among her colleagues, and many people pursued her, but she ultimately chose my father. My mother and father had a simple wedding when they were sent to the countryside in Fushun.

About a year later, my parents returned to Shenyang after the policy was implemented. In my memory, my happiest time was every Sunday when my parents took me to the zoo. That was my happiest time, along with those five-cent coins. Gradually, our family's economic situation improved, and now my father is a chief physician at a hospital. I have never caused my parents any worry since I was a child. I was always among the top students in every exam, and until I was admitted to No. 120 Middle School, I was my parents' greatest pride.

As for what happened later, I don't know how my mother and I had sex. Actually, sex between a mother and son seems very alluring, but I don't know how I feel now. It's hard to explain. Every time after "love" with my mother, I feel deep guilt, but we've never stopped. Even today, I still maintain this delicate relationship with my mother.

I think the cause of this is also related to the internet. When I was in my second year of high school, my parents bought me a computer, of course, to help with my studies. At first, I didn't like this cold machine. I didn't like chatting; I preferred my Saturn game console. Besides studying, I played my Saturn game console whenever I had time.

Until one day, my parents decided to stop me from playing because my college entrance exam was approaching. Once my favorite game was stopped, I really didn't know what to do. I had no choice but to play the computer that had been sitting there since they bought it. But my family only wanted me to practice typing; I couldn't get interested in the computer at all. Later, I simply stopped playing anything and focused entirely on preparing for my college entrance exam.

One day, because it started raining during PE class, we were studying in the classroom when my friend Xiaoyu asked me to go to an internet cafe. Although I'd always heard about internet cafes, I'd never actually used one myself. Out of curiosity, we went together. I asked him for a card, and he picked a computer in the corner. I thought to myself, "This guy has better machines, why choose a corner one?" It's really strange. We sat down next to the computer, and he mysteriously whispered, "Want to read something exciting?"

I knew what he meant by "exciting," so I said, "Okay."

He opened a novel website for me. The first story was about a woman taking on motherhood. My heart was pounding, and my penis was already throbbing. After finishing that, he opened another story, "Mom First."

I was even more nervous. I couldn't believe my eyes, but I felt deeply attracted. The descriptions aroused me intensely.

When I got home, I saw my mother diligently cooking in the kitchen. She greeted me as usual, "My good son is back!" My face flushed. It was the first time I'd ever looked at my mother with the eyes of a woman. Although she was middle-aged, she didn't look old at all; her figure was very well-proportioned, and apart from a little bit of fat on her lower abdomen, she was definitely attractive. Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: could I really have sex with my mother?

I thought it was possible. As I thought about it, my penis got hard again. I told my mother, "Mom, I'm going back to my room to read."

I went back to my room, lay down on the bed, and started masturbating. I fantasized about having sex with my mother. I felt my breathing quicken. I'd masturbated before, but that day felt the most exciting. Just as I was completely immersed in my fantasy, the door suddenly opened with a sound. I opened my eyes in fright and saw the door was closed. Ah! I hadn't closed the door! My mother must have seen me masturbating. My face turned bright red; I was afraid she would call me.

After a while, Mom called me from outside to eat. I thought to myself, "Mom must have seen me masturbating," because she usually comes in to call me and check my homework. I was so embarrassed. I went into the kitchen, but Mom didn't say anything. I asked guiltily, "Mom, isn't Dad coming home?!"

Mom said, "Yes, he has to work overtime again."

I lowered my head, wanting to finish my meal and go back to my room immediately. Although Mom and I often joke around, and Mom is a very modern woman, there

's often no generation gap between us. I don't know if she was trying to get my attention or just teasing me. Maybe in her eyes, everything I do is childish. I only remember Mom saying, "Eat more eggs. Your body needs nutrition right now. And you need to take care of yourself. The college entrance exam is coming soon, so you need to concentrate." I immediately wanted to bury my head under the table. My face was flushed. I looked up at Mom, and she suddenly burst out laughing.

I put down my bowl and hurriedly told my mother, "I'm finished eating, I'm going back to my room."

Back in my room, I wondered why my mother had said that. Did she not mind my behavior? I thought about it for a long time, and I decided I had to try.

The next day, I went home early after class. My mother was watching TV in the living room. She said to me, "Dinner's ready, go eat."

I said, "Wait a bit, I need to read first."

I slipped into my room, deliberately opening the door a crack. I lay on the bed, my back to the door, and placed the mirror on the table where I could see the door. I pretended to close my eyes, took out my penis, and started masturbating as usual.

I secretly watched to see if my mother would come to check on me. I knew I was taking a risk, but I was still willing to take it. Maybe this was the beginning of everything. I saw a shadow standing in the doorway. I knew my mother was watching me masturbate. From her angle, she could see my penis without me seeing it, but she didn't know I had placed the mirror on the table, and she stood quietly in the doorway.

My penis suddenly became very hard, and I slowly masturbated until I ejaculated onto the paper I had prepared. My mother watched me quietly the whole time. After I ejaculated, my mother quietly returned to the living room. I thought I had completed the first step when suddenly, my mother called me, "Xiaolin, come here for a moment."

I went to the living room and saw my mother sitting on the sofa. My mother said to me, "Come here, sit next to me." I obediently sat down next to my mother.

My mother said to me, "You are a big boy now. I think you must not hide anything from your mother. You must tell your mother, okay?"

I said, "I don't hide anything from you."

My mother continued, "I know my son has grown up and is at the age where he wants to be with women. This means my son is a man now."

I lowered my head and asked my mother, "Did you see what I did?" My mother

didn't say anything. I said to my mother, "I'm sorry, Mom. I won't do it again." My mother said to

me, "That's right. Masturbation is harmful to your health, and you are at the age where you need physical strength. "

I said to my mother, "I know, but I can't control myself. "

My mother said, "Is that really true? " "Is it hard to control?"

I said, "Yes, I can never muster the energy to study."

Mom said, "Then you must remember to try to reduce the frequency as much as possible. Also, tell Mom after each time you finish, and Mom will prepare some nourishing food for you, okay?"

I happily said, "I know, Mom."

Two days later, when I got home, I saw Mom was home alone, so I said to her, "Mom, I feel really bad today, I think I..."

Mom understood what I meant and said to me, "Go inside and tell Mom when you're done."

I went back to my room and started fantasizing about having sex with Mom. After I finished masturbating, I came out of the room, blushing, and said, "Mom, I'm done."

Mom called me over.

I saw a cup of milk powder and an egg on the table. My mother told me to eat them quickly, and I listened to her. From then on, every time I wanted to masturbate, my mother would prepare them for me. I felt very happy. Once, I boldly asked my mother, "Mom, can you stay in the house? I want you to be by my side."

My mother didn't say anything, thought for a while, and said to me, "Okay, but don't let your dad know."

I said, "Okay."

The first time, I masturbated right under my mother's nose. I took out my penis, and my mother watched quietly from the side. I masturbated with one hand and held toilet paper in the other. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back and ejaculated. It came onto my pants. Just as I was about to wipe it with toilet paper, my mother took the toilet paper and started wiping the semen that I had ejaculated on my pants.

I said, "Mom, am I really bad?!"

Mom didn't say anything, but just said, "You're all grown up now. Boys do these things, just not too much, okay?"

I said to Mom, "I understand," and we went back to the living room.

Mom said to me, "Mom, I have a request."

Mom said, "What is it? Tell me."

I said to Mom, "Mom, can you give me... give me..."

"Give you what?" Mom was a little impatient.

"Can you help me with what I do?"

Mom was taken aback. She understood what I meant, but still deliberately said, "What is it?"

I said loudly, "Masturbation!"

My mother looked at me strangely, and I blushed and lowered my head.

My mother said, "Can't you handle it yourself? Why do you need my help?"

I said to my mother, "I feel like I can't concentrate. If you can help me, I can concentrate on the experience."

My mother said, "I don't know where you get so many strange ideas!"

I asked my mother, "Is it okay?"

My mother said, "We'll see!"

I thought my mother would definitely give it to me, and sure enough, a few days later, I wanted to masturbate again. My mother sat very close to me. I closed my eyes and started masturbating. Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my penis. I opened my eyes, and my mother said, "Close your eyes."

I immediately closed my eyes. My mother removed my hands and placed them beside me. Then, she grasped my penis, and my penis suddenly became very hard. I thought my mother must have done it for my father before; her hands slid skillfully across my penis.

I felt incredibly excited. I felt my semen was about to ejaculate, and I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm almost there."

My mother squeezed my penis tightly, and the urge to ejaculate vanished. Then, my mother continued to masturbate me for a long time until I told her I was really about to come. My mother quickened her movements, and my semen gushed out. My mother used her other hand to collect all of my semen. I blushed and said to my mother, "Thank you." My mother didn't say anything, just said, "Okay, just remember to study hard."

After that, my mother would masturbate me about once every few days. Gradually, I became dissatisfied with just her masturbating me; I felt I needed to truly possess her.

One day, it was just my mom and me at home. We sat on the sofa in the living room, my mom leaning against me. I could feel her breath on my skin, and I could smell her fragrance. We chatted about trivial things. I mustered up my courage and suddenly straightened my mom up, putting my hands on her shoulders. My mom looked at me suspiciously. I didn't give her time to react. I placed her on the armrest of the sofa and kissed her neck. My mom was probably caught off guard by my action, and I kissed her neck smoothly. I kissed her gently, and her breathing became rapid.

Suddenly, my mom came to her senses. She pushed me away forcefully, saying, "Don't do this! Someone will see!" I didn't know if my mom was encouraging me, but I didn't let go. "Mom, just let me kiss you, just for a little while, okay?"

My words probably moved my mother; her resistance loosened, and she only symbolically grabbed my collar. This seemed like encouragement. I noticed her eyes were closed, and I boldly kissed her face, her eyes, and her ears. Her body grew hot, and I slowly kissed her lips. She trembled; I knew she was very nervous. I had never kissed before and was just randomly kissing her lips. Then, she made her choice.

This choice later made us lovers. She gently parted her lips, her tongue darting out, and we were locked in a passionate kiss. Her hands were on my back; I think she was experiencing this feeling too. We kissed passionately for a long time, and my hands slowly moved towards her chest.

She grabbed my hand and mumbled, "Don't do this, your dad'll be home from his night shift soon."

I stopped stroking her, but soon my hand reached for her chest again. This time, I didn't encounter any resistance. Mom let me place my hand on her chest, and I touched her breasts—round and firm. I slipped my hand inside her bra, but I couldn't open it. Just as I was getting anxious and didn't know what to do, Mom reached behind her back and untied the bra strap. My hand could now easily touch her breasts, and I slowly rubbed them.

My other hand slowly reached for her pants. Mom realized what I was thinking and stopped me, refusing to let my hand go inside her pants. I tried several times, but Mom was adamant. Just as I was trying to figure out a solution, the door suddenly opened. I realized it was Dad coming home, so I immediately got off Mom. After getting up, Mom quickly ran into her room. Dad opened the living room door and saw me alone on the sofa. He asked, "Where's your mom?"

I nervously replied, "She's inside."

Dad called out, "Shumin, come out, I have good news for you." Mom came out of the house.

We chatted on the sofa as if nothing had happened. Dad excitedly told Mom and me, "My company has two opportunities to go on trips to Dalian. Since Xiaolin is on vacation and will be studying hard when school starts again, I'm thinking of taking him to Dalian for about 20 days." I felt disappointed. If only Mom and I could go. I looked at Mom, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. She must have known what I was thinking. I asked Dad if I was going with a lot of people. Dad said, "No, the company will reimburse us after we get back."

"Oh, then I want to go with Mom." I don't know where I got the courage.

Dad laughed and said, "Don't you find Mom nagging?"

I said, "Dad, you can go to other places often."

But Mom hasn't left Shenyang in a long time. Anyway, the company reimburses two people's expenses, so let Mom go out and have some fun. Besides, Mom can tutor me. Dad thought about it and felt that what I said made sense, so he asked Mom, "Shumin, why don't you go with Xiaolin?"

Mom smiled at me, and I thought to myself, Mom must agree. Mom thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Then Xiaolin and I will go, but we have to agree first, you have to be good!"

I was overjoyed and quickly said, "I will be good."

Mom smiled, and I saw her face slowly turn red. I had been looking forward to that time coming quickly so that I could go to Dalian with Mom. I knew what this meant to me; I might get Mom. Finally, Mom finished her work and withdrew more than 6,000 yuan from the bank and bought train tickets to the Liaodong Peninsula. I got up very early that morning; I could say I hadn't slept much all night.

In the morning, Dad took the day off to take Mom and me to the train station. When we got there, we found it wasn't crowded. After Mom and I found our seats, Dad told me to take good care of Mom. I told him not to worry. Just before departure, Dad hurriedly got off the train and stayed on the platform until it started moving. The train sped away.

Because we were on an air-conditioned train, although it was unbearably hot outside, the temperature inside the carriage was very low. Several times, even I was shivering from the cold. Mom naturally leaned against me, and I freed one arm to hug her. She didn't resist and nestled gently in my arms. I was incredibly excited; my little brother was erect the whole time. Around noon, the train arrived in Dalian. Although Shenyang isn't far from Dalian, this was my first time there. Dalian is a very charming city.

My mom and I found a two-star hotel. I said to her, "Would a double room be fine?"

Mom said, "Okay." We arrived at the hotel, but there was only one room available for two people.

I said to my mom, "Let's stay here, otherwise we won't be able to find anywhere to stay."

As the receptionist led us upstairs, he said to my mom, "Your son is so handsome!"

My mom smiled sweetly. I looked at my mom, thinking about what was about to happen, and wondered how I felt.

My mom and I went to the room and unpacked.

My mom said to me, "Where should we go first?"

I said to my mom, "I've never seen the sea before, let's go see the sea!"

My mom and I took the bus to the Natural History Museum. It was my first time seeing the sea, and it was truly magnificent. We walked slowly together. Lately, my mom had gotten into the habit of linking arms with me when we walked, making us look like a couple. Around 6 PM, after dinner, we returned to the hotel. I said to my mom, "Why don't you take a shower?" My mom seemed to read my mind.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'm tired. Let's do it tomorrow."

Seeing that my goal hadn't been achieved, I said to my mom, "Then let me give you a massage."

My mom said, "Okay, I'm really tired too."

My mom lay down on the bed, and I gently massaged her... I touched my mother's bra straps on her shoulders and back, but I didn't have the courage to go under her clothes and unhook them. After a while, my mother seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently nudged her, but she didn't respond. So I lay down next to her, slipped my hand under her clothes, and gently unhooked her bra. I kissed my mother's ear, and suddenly she said, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that my mother was awake, I continued kissing her ear. Gradually, my mother seemed to sense my intention. She turned her head as if to say something, but before she could speak, I kissed her lips. My mother didn't say anything, but just closed her eyes. We kissed passionately once again.

Suddenly, Mom tried to pull me away, but I held her down. She giggled and said, "It's tiring for me to be bent over like this. Can you let me turn around?" I made room for her, and she tried to pull away. I knew she was going to do that, so I pushed her, and she lay back down on the bed, facing me. I kissed her again, and seeing that she couldn't break free, she stopped struggling. We kissed passionately, our tongues intertwining in each other's mouths. I put my hand inside her clothes.

Because I had already unhooked her bra, I naturally touched my mother's breasts. She didn't resist at all, just held my back. I touched them for a long time, then started exploring her lower body. My mother stopped me again. I tried several times, but it didn't work. I was burning with desire and said to my mother, "Give it to me, Mom, I want you."

"No, we can't do that," my mother said bluntly. "Get up first, let's talk."

I reluctantly got up and sat next to my mother. She said to me, "Lin'er, what we've done is already very outrageous. We can't do that kind of thing, you know?"

I said to my mother, "Why not? We won't hurt anyone. Now that we're out here, we can be like a couple!"

I vowed that I wouldn't do this again when we got back. My mother said, "That's still not enough." I said to my mother, "Mom, just give it to me this once, so I can focus on the college entrance exam!"

My mother didn't know what to say. I asked my mother, "Mom, do you like the feeling of kissing me? Tell the truth." My mother nodded.

"So, if we weren't mother and son, would you agree to be my lover?"

Mom said, "I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I would, but we are mother and son, and I can't do that. You'll hate me when you have your own family later."

I said to Mom, "No, Mom, I won't hate you. Please be my lover during our few days in Dalian, so I can have a good memory." Mom just looked at me without saying anything. Finally, she said, "I'm tired! Let's talk about it later."

I had no choice but to go back to bed. That night, I felt Mom stayed up very late. I think she must have been thinking about whether she could agree to be my lover.

The next day, my mom and I decided to go swimming at the beach. I saw my mom in her swimsuit; she seemed to have a very well-proportioned figure. She seemed distracted all day, and I didn't know what choice she would make. I couldn't force her. That evening, we returned to the hotel. After a whole day at the beach, we were covered in salt and felt sticky. I quickly went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I finished, my mom went into the bathroom. Seeing her go in, I turned off the room lights and turned on the bedside lamp. Instantly, the room was filled with a gentle and romantic atmosphere. A little while later, my mom came out of the bathroom wearing a very short bathrobe. I was overjoyed because I no longer had to face her waistband. Her legs were exposed, looking incredibly sexy in the dim light.

I said to my mom, "Mom, can you sit on the edge of the bed?"

Mom said, "What mischief are you up to now?"

I quickly said, "No, no."

Mom came over and sat on the edge of the bed, combing her hair with a wooden comb. I half-lay on Mom's bed and hugged her from behind. I felt how smooth Mom's skin was after her bath, and how alluring her fragrance was. As Mom combed her hair, she said to me, "What are you doing?"

I said, "Nothing, nothing, I just want to hold you.

" "Really?" Mom asked.

I said, "Of course, don't you believe me?"

Mom said, "Ask yourself."

I said, "How can I ask?"

Mom flicked my little brother with her hand. Look, I looked, and it turned out my little brother was already very hard. I stopped talking and pulled Mom down onto the bed.

Mom said to me, "Don't do that, I still need to comb my hair." I said, "I'll talk about it later!" "

I slowly kissed my mother, and she responded. We kissed passionately, my legs pressed tightly against hers. My hands slipped inside her pajamas, caressing her breasts. I sensed she wasn't resisting. I slowly unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing her breasts completely.

More importantly, we were now only separated by her underwear. My hands rested on her waist. This time, she didn't resist, but fully embraced our passionate kiss. My hands actually began to slip inside her underwear..." I moved as slowly as possible, afraid of startling my mother. I finally touched her pubic hair. My mother let out a soft moan and gripped my shoulders tightly. Seeing that she didn't move, my hand unconsciously moved down slowly and touched her soft private parts.

I gently rubbed it, my heart pounding. I touched my mother's private parts, and she seemed like a shy girl, her eyes slightly closed. My fingers slowly penetrated her vagina, slowly moving in and out. My mother moaned softly. I whispered in her ear, "Mom, give it to me, okay?"

But she still shook her head. I was extremely disappointed, but I didn't stop. I thought if my mother disliked it, she would make me stop. I arched my back and began to kiss my mother's breasts. This was the first time I had kissed them. My mother stroked my hair. I quietly took off my underwear and said to my mother, "Mom, can I take off your underwear?" "

Mom didn't speak. I lightly lifted a corner of her underwear and slowly pulled it down, but it was blocked by her pubic bone. Just when I was at a loss, Mom gently lifted her body. I seized the opportunity to take off her underwear and throw it off the bed. Now Mom was completely exposed beneath me. I spread her legs and lay between them. Mom spread her legs a little more to make it easier for me to lie between them. I started the most crucial moment. I asked Mom again, 'Give it to me, Mom. Just close your eyes and give me one minute.'

Mom gently shook her head again and said, 'You can't do this. We shouldn't do this.'

I ignored Mom's words and tried to insert my penis into Mom's vagina. Every time my penis hit Mom's private parts, Mom was extremely nervous, but I couldn't find the entrance. I whispered to Mom for help, asking her to help me. Mom still whispered, 'We can't do this.'

But as Mom said this, her legs naturally spread a little more and bent her knees, so that my penis was right in front of Mom's entrance."

I continued to thrust haphazardly until I finally found the entrance to my mother's vagina. My penis slid in instantly, a sensation I'll never forget. My mother frowned, and I slowly pushed my penis deeper into her vagina. Her breathing became noticeably heavier. Only when my penis was fully inside her did she gently shift her position. I didn't rush to thrust, but instead gently kissed her, letting her slowly get into the mood. After a while,

I began to slowly thrust in and out, and my mother moved gently to match my movements. I felt incredibly good; my long-held wish had finally come true. My penis slid in and out of my mother's vagina, quickly becoming very slippery. I finally couldn't hold back anymore and was about to ejaculate.

My mother, being experienced, sensed my increased speed and moved faster to match my movements. I was determined to send my semen deep into my mother's uterus. I finally couldn't hold back and began to ejaculate. I thrust rapidly, and hot semen gushed into my mother's body.

My mother moaned, and we both reached our first orgasm. After I ejaculated, I felt very tired. My mother didn't rush to push me away; instead, she let me remain between her legs with my penis still inside her vagina. She stroked my hair and asked, "Are you tired, Lin'er?" I

softly replied, "Yes." My

mother pushed me aside, stood up, and smoothed her hair. In that instant, I saw my semen flowing from my mother's private parts, running down her full legs. My mother noticed this too. She glanced at me and said, "Go to sleep." She turned and

went into the bathroom. I watched my mother go into the bathroom. Actually, I was really exhausted and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, my mother was still asleep. She was so charming, with a happy smile on her lips. Looking at my mother, I felt like I still wanted to be with her. When I lay down next to her, she woke up. Seeing me, she asked what I was doing, and if I wasn't tired last night. I said I wasn't tired.

My mother said, "No, my body can't take it."

Seeing that she wouldn't agree to have sex with me, I said to my father, "Then how about tonight?"

My mother smiled and nodded. For the next 20 days, my mother and I made love many times. I felt those were the happiest times of my life. Sometimes we would kiss in the street. Although many people thought we were much older, they probably didn't know we were mother and son. That time, my mother and I kissed passionately on the beach and made love in the hotel; I felt like I was on my honeymoon, my mother told me when she came back.

Later, my mother and I still made love, but because we were afraid of my father finding out at home, it didn't feel the same as in Dalian. Normally, my mother and I still acted the same way, only making love when my father was working night shifts or away on business. My mother said she wouldn't make love with me anymore until I got married, but I refused. I told my mother: I want her to be my lover forever.

Every time this happened, after we finished making love, she would lie quietly in my arms.

Whenever I tell my mom that I want her to be my lover forever, she always says to me, "Silly child!"

But she always leans into my arms and gently strokes me. I know that my mom also hopes to be my lover forever. I think my mom and I will always handle our relationship carefully and keep it a secret between us forever.

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