Sharing the blissful waters with my child

My parents are both retired workers. My father is fifty-five years old this year. He plays mahjong all day long, often staying up all night and not coming home for dinner, which my mother often nags him about.

My mother, although fifty-two, enjoys dancing at the senior citizens' association and exercises regularly. Although she has a thick waist and large hips, she is still quite healthy and has fair skin. Apart from a few crow's feet and some age spots around her eyes,

she still looks like a charming middle-aged woman. Especially when she walks, her slightly sagging breasts and large buttocks sway gently, arousing the imagination. Of course, my mother usually dresses very traditionally when she goes out, and in the eyes of those around her, she is an absolutely docile and obedient housewife. She only has female dance partners, which my father is very satisfied with and never objects to her dancing alone.

I am twenty-five years old this year, and I only have one older sister who is already married. My mother and I had sexual relations about a year and a half ago. It took me about three months to get her to have an incestuous relationship with me, with her half-hearted resistance. Afterwards, she didn't blame me; everything seemed natural. I gave her a voluptuous, mature body an unprecedented orgasm, and I felt unusually excited about having sex with my own mother.

After the first time, my mother and I reached a tacit understanding: when familiar people were around, we were a normal mother and son; otherwise, I could do whatever I wanted with her body. So, for over a year now, no one knows that my dutiful mother had an inappropriate sexual relationship with her own son.

I started paying attention to my mother's body two months after graduating from university, when she had also retired two months prior.

My first year after graduation was spent interning at a company; it was easy and free. Because my girlfriend's internship was in another city, I spent most of my time at home, surfing the internet and playing games. After a while, life without a woman became unbearable. When my girlfriend was around, we had sex at least every two days; now, I only masturbate, and I look at pornographic websites for stimulation. One day, I stumbled upon pictures of mature women and incestuous stories about mothers and sons online. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, a thrill completely different from fantasies about my girlfriend. I ejaculated quickly.

The plump, white bodies of middle-aged and elderly women, their darkened labia from years of friction, their large buttocks, and their fleshy waists gave me a sinful pleasure. I started imagining whether my mother's cunt was like those of those mature women, but I quickly dismissed the thought; after all, she was my own mother, and I felt guilty.

However, I found myself increasingly enjoying the incestuous content featuring mature women. Memories of my girlfriend's body no longer excited me as much. Often, seeing the naked bodies of mature women would trigger fantasies about my mother's body, intensifying the stimulation. Whenever I fantasized about penetrating my mother's cunt, I would ejaculate quickly, but afterwards, I still felt guilty towards my mother.

One day at noon, Dad still hadn't come home. After lunch, I locked myself in my room and masturbated. Mom finished getting ready and went to take a shower. Half an hour after she went into the bathroom, she started calling me. Apparently, the clothes she took in to change into had fallen on the floor and gotten wet, so she couldn't wear them. She asked me to get her another set. When I came out, I didn't know what to get, so I asked, "Mom, which ones? Where do you put them?"

"I'll get a set of underwear and pajamas from the drawer under my wardrobe in my room. Oh, I'll take your pajamas. I have another set that I've washed."

I opened the drawer and saw two pairs of panties and a bra inside. They were all very old. The bra was much bigger than my girlfriend's. I hadn't noticed before how big my mom's breasts were. One of the panties was almost torn from washing. When I put it on my hand, it was almost transparent. If my mom wore those panties...

I remembered the smell of my girlfriend's panties, which were wet with her juices before we made love, and it was like smelling my mom's fat pussy. I couldn't help but start masturbating again. I licked the part of my mom's panties that was touching her fat pussy and imagined licking it. Touching my mother's labia, although I had never paid attention to her body and didn't know what her plump vulva looked like, the fantasy of her body made me extremely excited. I rubbed my penis vigorously, then wrapped the part of my mother's panties that was touching her plump vulva around my penis and imagined my penis penetrating her plump vulva... Soon a strong pleasure rushed up my waist...

I was about to ejaculate... I thrust a few times and quickly took off my mother's panties, and a stream of pus spurted out and shot onto my panties, but the part of my mother's panties that had been covering my penis was still a little wet. My mother saw that I hadn't taken it for so long and cried out again.

"Son, did you find it? Hurry up, Mom is cold."

"Yes, I found it, coming right away."

I quickly grabbed my mother's bra, went to my room to get my pajamas, and went to the bathroom. I pushed the door open, but it was locked.

"Mom, open the door, here are your clothes."

"Oh, okay."

When my mother opened the door to take the clothes, I noticed her naked body for the first time. While looking at her body, I deliberately handed her the clothes in two hands.

"Mom, be careful not to fall on the ground again."

"Oh!"

My mother was so focused on her clothes that she didn't notice me staring at her body.

My mother's body was basically the same as the mature women I had seen online. Because her body was slightly angled towards me, I couldn't see her entire buttocks clearly, but from the half of her round buttocks that were exposed, I could tell that my mother's buttocks were large, white and plump, with a lot of fat around her waist. Her arms and thighs were also white, plump and somewhat loose. Her breasts were large, so they didn't look saggy, only the purplish-black nipples and areolas drooped down.

What excited me the most was my mother's plump vulva. My mother's lower body was swollen like a bun. There wasn't much pubic hair, and it was grayish-white. The two thick labia majora were purplish-black and split open to the sides. The flesh at the entrance of the vulva was dark red, tender and moist. The vulva was long and narrow, and there was some wet, clear, slippery fluid between the slits. Some of it flowed down to the bottom of the vulva and gathered into a clump. It definitely wasn't wet from bathwater; it must have been secretions from my mother's vulva.

I was surprised to find that my mother, at fifty-two, still had a wet vagina even without stimulation. My girlfriend, on the other hand, needed a lot of stimulation before she would produce any vaginal fluid, and her vagina was always dry without foreplay. I compared my mother's large vagina with my girlfriend's again. My girlfriend's vagina was smaller, with thin labia and a tightly closed opening. Every time I inserted my penis, it gripped my large penis tightly, causing some pain, perhaps because there was too little flesh inside and my penis was too big.

My mother's vaginal opening was much longer than my girlfriend's, and her entire large vagina was much larger and plumper. The flesh inside must also be thick and fleshy. If I inserted my penis, it certainly wouldn't grip it like my girlfriend's vagina did, causing pain. Thinking of this, my previously limp penis became hard again, pushing my pants up high. My eyes were fixed on my mother's large vagina, and I forgot when she had already taken all the clothes from me.

My mother took the clothes and noticed I was still standing there. She then noticed I was staring at her vulva and instinctively covered her genitals with one hand. I snapped out of my daze and quickly looked away. I looked up and saw my mother's face was a little red. She looked at me for a moment and then quickly lowered her head. As she lowered her head, her eyes caught sight of my erect penis. She looked up again, her face even redder, and said to me, "You..."

I knew I had lost my composure and hurriedly said, "Mom, here you go, I'm leaving." I quickly closed the bathroom door for my mother.

(2)

I was watching TV in the living room while waiting for my mother to finish washing the dishes. I waited for a long time, until almost 8 p.m. when she finally finished. My mother's complexion and demeanor seemed to have returned to normal. She took off her apron and sat down next to me.

"Mom, I'm all washed up. Let's go for a walk."

"Oh, it's not safe to go out so late. Let's do it another day. Just stay home and watch TV."

"Mom, it's only eight o'clock! Come on, I'll protect you. If any bad guys dare bully my mom, I'll beat them up, hmph!" I said, clenching my fist and showing my mother my skinny arm. My mother couldn't help but laugh.

"You little rascal, okay, Mom'll go change and we

'll go out." After my mother changed, we went out. After walking around for a while, I got a little tired and said to my mother,

"Mom, how about we go see a movie? We can go home and sleep afterward."

My mother agreed, but I didn't expect the movie tonight to be an R-rated film. It was about to start, so I quickly bought the tickets and dragged my mother into the theater, where we sat in the back row.

The movie was about a college student who became a male prostitute but eventually returned to a legitimate life. This student came from a poor family and

had to borrow money for his tuition. Later, after getting a girlfriend, he couldn't afford a birthday gift, so to earn money, he worked as a host at a high-end nightclub every night. Because of his handsome appearance, he caught the eye of a wealthy middle-aged woman. After drinking, they had sex, and his large penis satisfied her greatly. Afterwards, she gave him two thousand yuan, and from then on, he found a way to make money, constantly sleeping with many wealthy women.

The movie started with scenes of the student and his girlfriend having sex. Although his private parts weren't shown, the moans and groans during sex were exciting, and I kept stealing glances at my mother's expression.

Although she's been through it all, my mother was still a little embarrassed at first. She was even hesitant to look when the camera showed nudity. After a while, she tugged at my sleeve and whispered, "Son, let's go. Watching this kind of movie will corrupt you."

I grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, what era are we living in? Your thinking is still so old-fashioned. I've seen movies like this before. Let's finish watching before we go home. We've already spent the money, it would be a waste not to watch it."

Hearing me say that, my mother didn't say anything and we continued watching hand in hand, no longer as uncomfortable as before.

In the middle of the movie, a college student is having sex with a woman in her fifties. The woman asks the student how old he is, and he replies that he is twenty-two. The woman then says, "You're a year younger than my youngest son, so I can be your mother."

The student hugs the woman, pulls up her skirt, touches her large buttocks with one hand, and rubs her vulva through her panties with the other, kissing her as he says, "Then you can be my mother from now on. Today, let your son serve you well, my dear mother! Mom, your pussy is so fat, your ass is so big, your son loves it the most."

The woman moans and groans, touching his penis through her panties. "Oh... my good son, you're making my pussy so itchy. Ah, son's penis is so big, hurry up and fuck your mother, fuck your slutty pussy... oh... oh... hurry... oh..."

Seeing this, I felt my mother's hand gripping me tightly, her eyes looking away but then seeming to want to turn back, and my penis was already as hard as a steel rod. Then the college student reached into the old woman's panties and touched her vulva, saying, "My slutty mom, your fat cunt is all wet. Are you missing your son's big cock? Mom, you're so slutty."

The old woman couldn't wait to take off her panties herself, and then pulled down the college student's underwear in a couple of moves. She straddled him, her fat cunt wrapped around his cock, and started thrusting. After a while, the two switched positions. The college student was on top of the old woman, holding her big buttocks and thrusting hard hundreds of times. The old woman's thighs were covered in a pool of vaginal fluid, and she couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Oh...I can't take it anymore...ah...son, you're fucking your mother to death...it feels so good...oh...stop for a minute...if you fuck me to death, you'll have to go back and fuck your own slutty mother at home...oh..."

The college student, aroused by the moans, fucked even harder, panting and yelling, "Oh...you old slut...I'll fuck you to death today...daring to say my mother is slutty...okay...I'll fuck you to death first..."

The old woman, breathless, moaned lasciviously, "Oh...you haven't fucked your mother, how do you know she's not slutty...you don't know...the older a woman gets, the more...the slutty she becomes...oh...if you don't believe me, find an opportunity...and try it with your mother...you, with such a big cock, going into her slutty cunt...I...I don't believe your mother can hold back..." "Oh... I can't take it anymore... Ah..."

The college student seemed even more excited after hearing this, reaching out to touch the old woman's cunt while fucking her, howling, "...Oh... you old slut... okay... I won't fuck you to death today... I'll go back and fuck my mom first, then I'll come back to you... my mom's cunt is definitely fatter than yours. Ah... ah... I... I'm going to cum... ah... I want to fuck my dear mom... oh... you old slut... ah ah!" After saying that, he thrust a few times, seemingly ejaculating.

The old woman's cunt was scalded by the warm semen and she almost fainted. Her big white buttocks rose up, her fat cunt tightly wrapped around the young man's big cock, her body trembling as she enjoyed the pleasure of orgasm.

At this moment, my mother gripped my hand even tighter, her chest heaving up and down. She had obviously never seen such an obscene scene and was stimulated. I also almost cummed. I think my mother's fat cunt must be soaking wet now. I shook my mother's hand and asked, "Mom, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell?"

My mother hesitated for a moment, then pulled her hand away and whispered, "...No...it's nothing. Let

's watch the movie." I knew my mother was a little excited, and I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, so I continued watching the movie. The later part wasn't very interesting; it was probably the ending of a prodigal college student's redemption, but it only lasted a short while.

When we left the movie theater, it was crowded and packed. I naturally took my mother's hand and noticed that her palms were sweaty and hot. Her expression was strange, and she would quickly look away when she looked at me. I felt a little excited and pulled her towards home. After walking for a while, my mother still hadn't spoken, so I spoke first.

"Mom, was the movie good?"

"Hmm, what?" My mother seemed absent-minded, perhaps still thinking about the movie.

"Mom, what's wrong? I asked you if the movie was good?"

My mother heard me clearly this time, blushed a little, and said, "What's so good about it? These days... this kind of movie is shown in public... watching it will corrupt you."

I pretended to laugh easily: "Mom, this is considered an educational film, right? The college students turned out well in the end."

"Then... doing that kind of thing... is shown, and the words they say are so nasty..."

"I didn't hear anything nasty about it, Mom?" I pretended to be confused.

"...The two of them are so far apart in age and they still do that kind of thing, and... and they keep calling each other 'son' and 'mother,' they have no shame."

"Oh, my God, that's what the plot requires. Besides, they may not have actually done that... that kind of thing. We only saw their... butts, we didn't see anything else."

"...They didn't actually do it, but they made such a good sound... those two people started touching each other while they were dressed, that couldn't be fake, could it? That shouldn't be the case." My mother argued hurriedly.

"Sigh, okay, even if it's not right, actually, society is so open now, there really are male prostitutes who provide sexual services to rich older women. It's said... those male prostitutes think that doing it with rich women... not only pays well but is also...

quite comfortable." I deliberately made it up.

"You... how do you know so much? Have you gone astray too? What's so good about those shameless old men?"

"I... I just heard it from others. They say that women in bed are like wolves in their thirties, tigers in their forties, and leopards in their fifties. The older they get, the more experienced they are. Many people have experienced it." I couldn't take back what I said as soon as it left my mouth, thinking that my mother was going to be angry.

Sure enough, my mother's face immediately turned red, and she poked my head with her finger, saying, "You... you... where did you learn these things? Don't say such things again."

I hurriedly admitted my mistake. "Mom, I...I know I was wrong...Let's go home quickly."

Seeing that I admitted my mistake, my mother stopped scolding me. As we walked, she said, "Mom knows you've grown up. I won't be so strict with you anymore, but you have to be careful and don't learn those unhealthy things. By the way, you and your girlfriend haven't...done anything!"

I understood what my mother meant and secretly chuckled. Seeing that my mother was no longer angry, I felt bolder and decided to tell her the truth. "I...Xiaomin and I...we've...twice, I think." I still hid a little bit; actually, I couldn't even count how many times I'd done it with my girlfriend. Seeing my nervous look, my mother laughed.

"Alright, alright, my son has grown up. Mom doesn't blame you, hehe...bring Xiaomin home to meet Mom soon. If it's a good match, get married soon, so you won't have to overthink things all the time."

"Mom, you're here again. I told you it would be a few years, but now I want to spend more time with you." I gently hugged my mother's waist, my hand slowly sliding up her hips. My mother chuckled and let me hold her.

"Okay, fine, bring her back first, then I'll see." Before I knew it, we were at the door.

It was almost 11 PM when we got home. After washing up, my mother and I went to our respective rooms to sleep. I couldn't sleep, thinking about what happened tonight; my penis went off twice.

Later that night, I got up to use the bathroom and passed by my mother's room. I vaguely heard her tossing and turning in bed. I wondered if she was also unable to sleep, stimulated by the movie scenes. Her pussy was probably wet, and my dad was probably engrossed in a mahjong game. Poor Mom.

The next morning, before I even got out of bed, my mother came to call me for breakfast. She gently knocked on my bedroom door and called out, "Little sleepyhead, get up and eat breakfast... hurry up!"

I deliberately didn't answer. I never lock my door unless I'm masturbating, and I knew my mother wouldn't wake me up and would come in. A small, wicked thought crossed my mind.

My penis is always rock hard in the morning, and my underwear is always bulging like a little tent. So I pulled back the covers, revealing my body in only my underwear, and continued to pretend to be asleep. Sure enough, my mother came in when she saw I didn't react.

"Hey, little sleepyhead, get up! If you don't get up, Mom's going to spank you again, you hear me, hurry up..."

My mother suddenly stopped talking, probably because she saw my body. I groggily made a "hmm" sound and turned over, my genitals facing my mother. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Oh, Mom, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep a little longer." I saw my mother's eyes were fixed on my genitals, and when she heard me speak, she quickly looked into my eyes.

"Hey, look how you sleep! You're not even covered up properly. Get up!"

"Mom, it's so hot. I was thinking of sleeping naked. I heard it can improve sleep quality." As I spoke, I stretched and spread my legs, making my lower body even more erect. I even moved it a few times towards my mother.

My mother glanced at me and turned her face away as if embarrassed. "You child, you're so grown up, and you don't even know how to behave in front of your mother."

I got up and went behind my mother without putting on any clothes, hugging her. "Mom, I was born from you. My whole body is from you. What is there that I can't let you know? You agree, right, Mom?"

My erect penis pressed against my mother's buttocks and couldn't help but move slightly. My mother's body trembled.

"Hmm... you have a point, but you... hugging me like this without clothes on, and... your lower body... isn't behaving properly. This won't do." Even though she said that, my mother didn't pull away from me. I couldn't help but press closer, my penis pressing between my mother's buttocks without moving.

"Mom, I'm a young, normal man. I usually get an erection in the morning. I'm hugging you because I like you and care about you. You're my own mother, after all. I didn't mean any disrespect."

My mother laughed and patted my bottom, saying, "Okay, okay, Mom knows you're considerate of me. It's just that it's not good if others see us hugging like this. They might think you're taking advantage of me."

"Hmm, Mom, who would see? Besides, we haven't done anything. I'm not afraid of gossip."

I became bolder and bolder, kissing my mother's neck and rubbing my penis between her buttocks. My mother felt the stimulation and let out a cry, trying to pull away. I held her tightly, preventing her from getting away.

"You... how could you... do this to your mother? Let go of me! Don't you have a girlfriend? If you want to hug like this, go hug her. I'm your mother, you can't do this to me!" My mother became agitated, and I quickly let go of her.

"Mom, I was confused for a moment, I'm sorry."

My mother's tone softened. "Son, you can't do what they do in the movies. You can't have impure thoughts about your mother. How will people know if they find out?"

"Mom, I... actually, I just thought you were too beautiful, so I couldn't help myself... I did that."

Hearing me praise her beauty, my mother was a little happy. "You're just talking nonsense. I'm a fifty-two-year-old woman, still beautiful? Look, your father doesn't even talk to me anymore, he's never home."

My mother sighed. I had already gotten dressed while she was talking. Seeing that my mother was in a bad mood, I held her hand and said, "Mom, don't be sad. Even if Dad doesn't come home, I'll be here with you!"

My mother still sighed, her mood slightly better. She looked at me and said, "You should spend more time with your mother in the future, but you can't do what you did just now. It wouldn't be good if people found out."

"Mom, I know." Then we went out. I washed up and had breakfast with my mother.

After breakfast, I sat on the sofa with my mother watching TV. My mother said, "Go see your father in a bit and tell him to come home for lunch. Does he even consider this his home anymore?"

"Okay, Mom."

I noticed that my mother had just changed into a dress, which was a bit thin, and the outline of her bra was faintly visible. I couldn't help but think about her body, but my mother had just warned me this morning, so I didn't dare to be too presumptuous. I'll test the waters first.

"Mom, do you and Dad still have sex?"

"Oh, this... why are you asking me this? Don't meddle in adult matters."

"Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I've read that older people should also have normal sex lives. I'm just concerned about you. What's wrong with telling your son?"

"Well... sigh, your dad's always gone. When he comes home, he just lies down on the bed and falls asleep. How can he... have... sex... with me? Besides, I'm old now, it doesn't matter whether we have sex or not."

"Mom, you can't think like that. Appropriate sex can not only promote physical health but also delay aging in women."

Hearing that it could delay aging, my mother perked up: "Really... really? No wonder I haven't felt as healthy as before these past two years. Come on, there's no one else at home today, so tell me what's going on, but don't let anyone know that we're talking about this kind of thing at home."

Seeing my mother's nervous and anxious look, I was secretly pleased.

"According to scientific research, during sexual intercourse, a woman's body secretes a large amount of hormones, including female hormones. These hormones not only slow down the degeneration of the reproductive system and maintain its sensitivity, but also promote smoother and more elastic skin. Simply put, insufficient female hormone secretion is the root cause of aging. Therefore, appropriate sexual activity is necessary for women of all ages, and the quality of sexual activity should be high. For example, it is normal for women under 65 to have sex once or twice a week. If their libido is strong, they can increase the frequency appropriately."

"Oh, I see. Well, sigh..." Mother sighed again. Father only comes home a few times a month. Although Mother was sad, she was helpless. It seems that Mother believed what I said.

I felt I should strike while the iron was hot and get closer to my mother, so I moved closer to her, took her hand in one hand, and gently placed the other on her thigh. Looking into her eyes, I said, "Mom, how many times a month do you and Dad have sex? Is Dad good in bed?"

"Hmm... on average, once a month at most... maybe. Your dad was... okay last year, but this year... we're less intimate, and even when we do have sex, he's not good enough. He finishes in no time..."

"Ah, Mom!" I feigned surprise. "It seems Dad has premature ejaculation. Over time, he's become self-conscious and even less willing to be close to you. You'll age faster if this continues. You need to take the initiative to approach and care for Dad; that will restore his libido a lot."

"What... what are you saying... that's so awful! Okay, Mom's told you everything! Mom... Mom has tried... to take the initiative... but your dad... still can't..."

"Oh, then... Mom, you need to answer me seriously now so I can help you find a solution."

My mother's face was already red after revealing so many private things. She hesitated for a moment, then answered softly, "Okay... alright, ask away..."

My hand began to gently slide on my mother's thigh. She probably noticed, but she didn't know that I had improper thoughts about her, and I was only touching her thigh, so she didn't object.

I was already feeling a little excited as I touched my mother's thigh. Looking into her eyes, I asked, "Mom...do you sometimes think about...that thing?"

My mother lowered her head, her neck turning red. "Yes...sometimes..."

"Mom, what do you do when you think about it?"

"Well...what else can I do?"

"Mom, suppressing it like this is bad for your health. Actually, you can try masturbating to orgasm, which can also relieve your sexual desire."

"Ah, what...masturbation...Mom didn't know..."

"Hehe, Mom, masturbation is also called self-pleasure, which means self-comfort. It involves stimulating your sensitive areas with your hands, such as the clitoris, breasts, buttocks, etc., and using a dildo to penetrate the vagina to achieve orgasm. This can also satisfy sexual needs. Foreigners have been advocating it for hundreds of years."

"Cough...where do you know so much? Mom doesn't know how to...do it...and...it's so embarrassing..."

"Mom, what's embarrassing about it? Science now includes masturbation as part of sexual life. You can do it alone, no one will know, and it satisfies your physical needs. Isn't that great? To be honest, I masturbated last night."

"Ah...you...you also...like this..."

"Yes, men need it too. You just use a glove to hold your penis and rub it back and forth until you ejaculate. There are also artificial vaginas available. Now, family planning supply stores sell all kinds of masturbation tools."

"Oh, Mom doesn't know much. Society has changed. These things are all out in the open now."

"Mom, now everyone is concerned about a high-quality life. Sex knowledge is more widespread. Even elementary school students are starting sex education. How about I take you online to see? There's all kinds of sex knowledge on there. And...you can also see how others masturbate...and learn from them."

"Go away, Mom won't learn. But Mom wants to see if you're just making things up. And you have to help Mom find those things too. Mom doesn't know anything about computers."

"Okay, no problem, Mom. I'll take you to see now."

I sensed that the distance between my mother and me would get closer and closer. I couldn't wait to turn off the TV and go into my room with my mother to turn on the computer.

(3)

There was only one chair in front of my computer. When my mother sat down, I had to stand. It was too tiring. I suggested that my mother move the computer desk closer to my bed, and then she would sit on the edge of my bed while I sat behind her, teaching her how to use the internet.

At first, I helped her open many links related to sex education. She looked at them very attentively and soon learned to open other links on her own. I then put my arms around her waist and watched with her.

Although there was a lot of sex education online, it was basically all the same, and I soon got tired of it. I told my mother, "Mom, this information is all pretty much the same. Let's stop looking at it. I'll find something with pictures and videos that will be easier to remember." "

Oh, okay."

I freed my right hand to find more stimulating content and quickly found a set of pictures of mature widows masturbating.

My mother exclaimed and turned her face away, "No, no, you're shameless."

The mature woman on the webpage was labeled as fifty-eight years old, but her body was quite alluring, her muscles more relaxed than my mother's.

Seeing my mother's embarrassment, I hugged her waist and comforted her, "Mom, don't be shy. This is a good learning opportunity. Look at this lady, she's much older than you, yet she still had her picture taken and shown to everyone. Come on, keep looking."

My mother didn't speak, her gaze slowly shifting back. I pointed to each picture and began to explain:

"This lady is a widow. Although she's fifty-eight years old, she still needs to masturbate to satisfy her sexual desire. Mom, look, first she touched her breasts, and then in this picture she touched her vulva. Oh, her pubic hair is all white... After touching for a while, she even inserted her fingers into her vagina... Next, she applied lubricant to her vagina... It's probably too dry inside... This back-and-forth movement feels almost like real intercourse... Hmm... Mom, do you understand now?"

I stopped explaining and looked at my mother. She had never seen anything like this before, and her expression was somewhat strange. Her eyes were fixed on the pictures, her face was flushed as if she had drunk some wine, and her breathing was a little rapid. It seemed that my mother was already engrossed in the scene.

I was pressed against my mother's body, looking at the familiar pictures, and I was already aroused. My penis was pressed against her body, but I didn't dare to move. My mother didn't seem to notice, focused on looking at the pictures.

I touched my mother's abdomen and said, "Mom, is it pretty?"

"Uh, you're an old woman, still like this, so bold."

"Yes, Mom, other women are much older than you and still enjoy life. You should learn from them."

"Cough... Mom... Mom... I can't do it..." It seemed my mother was still shy.

"Mom, don't be shy. When you're alone, go to your room and slowly recall these pictures and try to do it. I'll find you some more pictures for reference."

My mother really wanted to continue looking, and didn't say anything, as if waiting for me to continue. So I found another set of pictures of mother and son having sex.

In the picture, the mother was masturbating without closing the door and was seen by her son. The son secretly went in and suddenly hugged his mother, touching and kissing her. The mother couldn't resist and had sex with her son. The mother was fifty-five years old, and the son was thirty years old. My penis felt like it was going to explode when I saw it, and my mother immediately screamed.

"What kind of picture is this? Stop looking, change it!" Her body heaved even more violently.

I hugged my mother's body with both hands and said, "Mom, this is another way to satisfy sexual desire, and it's more direct and effective. Let's look at it first."

After saying that, I rested my head on my mother's shoulder, breathed on her neck, and stroked her waist with both hands, my penis hardening even more against her buttocks.

My mother reacted: "Oh...no...son...you can't do this, Mom won't look anymore, you'll learn bad things if you look at this kind of picture, Mom...um...we'll look at it another day." My mother

unconsciously seemed to be moaning, which made me even more itchy.

"Mom...look for a little longer, there's no one else here, why don't you try masturbating here now and see how it feels...oh...Mom, I promise I won't tell anyone...I'm your son...not an outsider...look at this picture, the mother and son are having sex."

My mother's breathing became more rapid.

"No...no...I'm your mother...how can I do...do something indecent in front of my son...I can't do this even by myself...oh...don't hug me so tightly..."

My mother was still too shy, but she still let me hug her and caress her body, so her attitude wasn't very firm.

I finally couldn't help but slide my hand to my mother's vulva, pressing down on her plump vulva. Even through two layers of pants, her vulva was still so full.

"Mom...I saw your body when you took a shower that day...I don't think you're old at all...how about I help you...masturbate...just once...okay...Mom..."

"Oh...your hand...what are you doing...what kind of son are you...that day when I asked you to get my clothes while I was showering, your eyes were wandering...and today...you still want to help me...masturbate..."

My mother's vulva was stimulated by my pressing down on it, even through her pants. She twisted her body and grabbed my hand on her vulva, but didn't pull away. She became nervous as she spoke, which clearly gave her pleasure, but she felt both comfortable and conflicted.

I couldn't miss this opportunity. "...Mom...let's try it once. Your son really likes you and wants you to be happy. Dad is often away from home, and you're lonely. Let your son satisfy you with his hand today." As I spoke, I gently rubbed my mother's plump vulva.

"Ah...don't mention your father...oh...you're such a bad son...okay, just this once...um...only touching...and you can't let your father or anyone else know about this...remember..."

I don't know if it was because mentioning my father aroused my mother or because my hand made her unable to resist, but my mother groaned softly, a comfortable expression on her face, her eyes closed, and she removed her hand, letting me caress her plump vulva. Afraid that my mother would not be comfortable, I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart and first used my whole palm to gently rub my mother's plump vulva while continuing to talk to her.

"Mom, your pussy is so plump, it feels so much better than Xiaomin's... Do you feel anything like this? Should I press harder...?"

"Oh... um... don't say that, you bad son... we're mother and son... I shouldn't have done this... oh... I shouldn't have agreed to do this to you... how will I face people after this..."

It seems that although the mother felt good, she was still a little worried and hadn't completely let go.

"Mom... you've worked so hard all these years, I'm just using my hand to help you satisfy yourself, we didn't really have sex like... the mother and son in the picture, just think of it as me giving you a normal massage to show my filial piety, besides, it's just the two of us here, no one will see, you don't have to worry at all, just enjoy it, you can even treat my hand as your own."

I started to directly stroke my mother's clitoris and labia with my fingers, and through my mother's thin skirt and panties, I would occasionally press hard on the indentation between my mother's labia, while my other hand covered my mother's breasts and gently squeezed them. Stimulated by what I said, and finding some truth in it, my mother stopped talking, squeezed her thighs together, and moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, her reaction becoming more intense.

I slipped my hand inside her collar, unhooked her bra, and grasped her full breasts. She gasped; her breasts were indeed very sensitive. I kneaded her breasts and kissed her neck.

"Mom, are you comfortable? If you are, just say so. Don't hold back. I'll make you feel good today... Oh... Spread your legs a little wider... My dear mother."

She let out another "Oh" and slowly parted her legs. I licked her neck and earlobe, my penis throbbing against her buttocks. With one hand, I lifted her skirt, touching her plump vulva through her panties.

My mother's panties were very thin; I could feel the warmth of her labia. I pressed my finger against the center of her labia, and most of it sank into her vagina. The panties, pressed against her plump vulva, immediately became soaked, wetting my finger as well. It was sticky and slippery. I hadn't expected my mother to have so much vaginal fluid. Overwhelmed with excitement, I almost ejaculated. My hand continued to rub against her vulva rapidly, and the intensified pleasure finally made her cry out.

"Oh...oh...um...son...Mom feels so good...son...ah..."

Hearing my mother's moans for the first time, I was so excited my mind went blank. My penis, acting on its own, plunged deep into my mother's buttocks, rubbing and grinding. Then I pulled her hand to my penis.

"...My dear mother...you feel good, don't you...son feels so uncomfortable...please rub my penis too...Mom...oh..."

My mother's hand, upon touching my hot, hard penis, recoiled as if electrocuted.

"Oh...son...your...is so big...no...Mom can't do that..."

"...Mom...my good mother...I've already helped you...please help your son too...just touch for a little while...please...I'm your son...my penis also came from your body...please feel it..."

After saying that, I put my mother's hand back. This time, my mother didn't take it away, her warm and soft hand pressed tightly against my penis, it felt so good.

I felt that I was only a little bit away from having physical relations with my mother. I still touched my mother's fat vulva with one hand, and placed the other hand on my mother's hand so that my glans would rub against my pants. My

mother seemed even more excited than I was when she touched my penis, panting heavily, rubbing my penis with one hand, while rubbing her breasts with the other hand, her big buttocks twisting from side to side to match my hand touching her fat vulva. More and more lustful fluid kept flowing out of her fat vulva, seeping down the edge of her panties and wetting her inner thighs.

I was almost overwhelmed by the intoxicating stimulation of lust. I groped for my mother's inner thighs and slipped my hand inside her panties, instantly covering her wet, plump vulva.

Oh, I finally truly touched my mother's vulva; it was so full and so slippery.

"Ah...no...son...no...ah...Mom can't take it...ah..."

she cried, quickly pressing my hand down to stop me from moving. I didn't care about anything else anymore and instantly slid a finger into my mother's vulva.

"Ah...son...you can't do this...no..."

My mother's body seemed to be collapsing; her buttocks shook violently, and more streams of lustful fluid gushed from her vulva.

I simply pulled down my pants again, grabbed my mother's hand, and made her grasp my penis. My mother trembled as she held my penis, her hand trembling as she stroked it. I finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a shout, a jolt of pain shooting through my spine as I ejaculated. Then my scrotum contracted a few more times, and more semen flowed from my penis onto my mother's hand.

I've never ejaculated so freely as I have today. When my mother saw that I had ejaculated, and some semen was dripping onto her hand, I don't know if it was embarrassment or a feeling that we'd gone too far, but she hurriedly let go,

and her body stopped writhing. Although my hand was still on her plump vulva, she seemed to have lost all feeling. Sure enough, she spoke: "Son… Mom thinks what we're doing is too outrageous… Let's end it here. If we continue like this, Mom will feel uneasy. Actually, Mom doesn't care whether her sex drive is satisfied or not; Mom doesn't want to ruin your life."

Sigh, my own mother, even now she regrets it. Although I wasn't as excited as before after ejaculating, to dispel my mother's thoughts, I went a step further, gently rubbing her plump vulva.

"Mom, why do you still think that way? Although we're mother and son, we're just touching each other. No one will know, so what are you worried about? We both need to satisfy our normal physiological needs, and that's not excessive. In fact, it makes our mother-son relationship even closer, isn't that better?"

I said confidently. My mother's expression softened a bit, but she hadn't fully recovered. I coaxed and lied with her for a while, even tickling her armpits. My mother finally laughed, dodging and saying, "Hehe... Don't tickle me anymore. It's so itchy... Mom promises you... Hey... If you tickle me again, Mom won't talk to you anymore."

"Mom, you have to promise to help me masturbate and touch my penis in the future."

I pulled down my mother's panties with one hand and kept rubbing her clitoris with the other. My mother's body started to writhe again.

"Mmm... Okay... Oh... Mom promises you, in the future, if you need... Mom... Mom will help you touch it..."

My mother was too embarrassed to say it. I worked even harder to soothe my mother's thirsty, plump vulva.

"What are you touching, Mom... um..."

My mother was almost at her limit. "Um... touch... touch my son's big... cock... oh... bad son, slower..."

My mother's shy yet somewhat lewd moans made my cock throb again. I made an even bolder request to my mother: "Mom, why don't you lie down? That way it'll be easier for me to move my hand, and you'll feel more comfortable."

Actually, I wanted to get a closer look at my mother's vulva.

"...Um... no... just like this... Mom... Mom is already feeling very comfortable..."

My mother's attitude was ambiguous. I held her shoulders and slowly laid her body flat on my bed. I took off her slippers and pulled her legs onto the bed. My mother closed her eyes shyly, letting me do as I pleased. Her full, plump body was fully exposed. I pulled her skirt up to her waist, revealing her plump, white thighs and her bulging vulva wrapped in her panties.

I started caressing her thighs and slowly slid down to her vulva. I couldn't help but lower my head and put my mouth to her vulva, licking it through her panties. My mother felt the heat of my tongue and opened her eyes, trying to push my head away.

"Ah...no...don't use your mouth...um...it's dirty..."

"Um...Mom, I don't think any part of your body is dirty. This is called oral sex, it's a form of sex. You've probably never tried it, right? I bet Dad wouldn't understand either...Today I'll let you experience it once, I guarantee it's much more comfortable than touching with your hands." "

Um...um...you know so much...oh...Mom's so hot..."

As I licked, my mouth was already covered in my mother's vaginal fluid, with a salty, pungent smell. I felt it wasn't exciting enough, so I pulled down my mother's panties. My mother's vagina was really plump, with a few silver-gray pubic hairs mixed in, making me realize that my mother was an alluring mature woman. Especially her two labia majora, which were dark purple and shiny, bulging and slightly opening and closing. The long slit was already soaking wet, sticky with the lustful fluid flowing from my mother's vagina.

"...Mom...you're hot, I've already taken off your panties for you...Mom, your vagina is so tempting...much plumper than Xiaomin's...and so wet...I want to have a good taste..."

"Oh...son...you really know how to tease Mom...Mom has never felt so good before...Xiaomin is so lucky..."

My mother became more and more wanton and bolder, and I was even happier.

"Mom... as long as you like it... I'll make you even... even happier than Xiaomin... You're my own mother, I love you even more..."

My mother was moved. "Hmm... good son..."

I looked at my mother's sticky, plump vulva and almost drooled. I didn't bother to talk to her and opened my mouth again to gently lick her vulva, sucking the lustful fluid from her slit.

My mother was truly aroused: "Oh... oh... son... Mom is so itchy and numb... so comfortable... oh oh... Mom wants... Mom wants it... itchy... oh..." She cried out as she thrust her plump, white buttocks upwards, pressing her vulva tightly against my mouth.

As I licked my mother's vulva and listened to her moans, my penis was already erect again. So I secretly moved my mouth away, continuing to caress my mother's vulva with one hand while using the other to rub my penis against her slit.

My mother was moaning lasciviously, her large buttocks swaying from side to side, unaware that my mouth had been replaced by my penis, rubbing against her vulva. With a gentle thrust, the entire head of my penis, glistening with her vaginal fluids, slid into her thick, wet vagina. The sensation of my penis gripping her thick, wet

vagina felt even better than when I was with my girlfriend. My mother then realized something was wrong, letting out two moans and trying to move away. I quickly thrust my entire penis into her vagina, filling it completely. Her body trembled, her vagina gripping my penis tightly, her mouth opening and groaning, unable to speak. I quickly lowered myself and kissed her lips repeatedly, thrusting my penis forcefully into her vagina.

"...Mmm...Mmm..." My mother could only moan softly as I kissed her. I didn't stop kissing her, continuing to fuck her vagina. Before long, my mother, probably feeling too good from my fucking, began to cooperate with my thrusts, reaching out to hug my neck, her large buttocks occasionally swaying to welcome my penis.

As my penis entered, my mother's plump vagina would continuously contract and tighten around my penis, while also responding to my passionate kisses, sucking on my tongue, and even putting her tongue into my mouth for me to suck.

My mother and I intertwined our tongues, and my large penis filled her plump cunt... Before long, more sticky, lustful fluid gushed from her cunt, and the area where our bodies were joined became increasingly wet...

The sinful pleasure of incest with my own mother overwhelmed my mind. I tightly embraced my mother's soft, plump buttocks, thrusting my hips almost frantically, my large penis rapidly pounding into her old cunt...

After about five or six minutes, I felt a surge of pleasure, followed by spurts of thick semen, all of it shooting into my mother's exceptionally hot and wet cunt... My mother let out a muffled "Ugh..." and tightly hugged my body, pressing her lower body against me, the soft flesh inside her cunt constantly wriggling and squeezing my penis...

This feeling was something I had never experienced before. Although it only lasted a few minutes, it deeply captivated me, and from then on, I could never escape the temptation of that pleasure.

(4)

Originally, I thought that after having a physical relationship with my mother, I could do whatever I wanted with her. Unexpectedly, the day afterward, my mother began to ignore me.

In the afternoon, when she was alone in her room, I sneaked in to try to be intimate with her, but my mother was not as passionate as she was the day before and refused to comply with my advances. In the end, she only let me touch her body a few times, and when I tried to go further, she got angry. She said that she had been foolish and shameless yesterday, which was why she did such a shameful thing with me. As she spoke, she even shed tears and advised me not to think about it anymore and to find a wife and live a good life.

My mother's sudden change really surprised me, but I quickly realized that she must be feeling scared and worried about being discovered, and the consequences were indeed unthinkable. To be honest, after calming down, I also thought about these things, but I felt that as long as I was a little careful, I wouldn't be discovered. I thought about it again and again and decided to stop bothering my mother for the time being and let her put her mind at ease. There should still be a chance.

So I told her about my girlfriend, saying that we would get married as soon as we found stable jobs, and that I would never bother her again if she didn't want to.

I also repeatedly said that I had done something I shouldn't have done to my girlfriend yesterday because we had been apart for so long. But now that it had happened, no one suspected anything, so we should both be more understanding, and that I would be even more filial to her in the future and wouldn't cause her any worry. My mother's emotions calmed down.

For the next two months, I deliberately maintained a proper distance from my mother, a normal mother-son relationship. Gradually, my mother seemed to forget about that incident and treated me like usual. I tried my best to suppress my desire to be close to my mother, and finally, I waited patiently for another opportunity.

That day, for some reason, I had just fallen asleep when I heard my parents arguing loudly in their room.

Not long after, my mother stormed into my room and said, "I'm sleeping here tonight." After saying that, she went over and locked the door, then turned around and crawled into my bed. My mother, wearing a nightgown, lay down, and our bodies pressed together. The warm, soft feeling immediately ignited my desire. But I suppressed my impulse and calmly asked my mother what had happened.

My mother sighed, paused for a while, and then continued, "That old beast of a father of yours... he defiled Hong Dajun's silly daughter. This afternoon, she told everyone in front of so many people, and now the whole neighborhood knows."

I was stunned. I had thought my father just liked drinking and playing mahjong, but I hadn't expected him to be such a lecherous old man. I felt both angry and secretly pleased. I was angry that my father had so shamelessly raped a teenage girl, but pleased that my mother would probably be angry for a while, giving me more opportunities to be close to her.

That night, my mother and I talked until very late before falling asleep. Nothing happened.

When I woke up first in the morning, I found myself holding my mother very tightly, my swollen penis pressed against her buttocks through her clothes—an unintentional act in my sleep, of course. This long-lost feeling excited me. I maintained the position and continued to pretend to be asleep, occasionally pressing my lower body closer to my mother.

When my mother woke up, probably not wanting to wake me, she gently turned over a few times, trying to get up, but I held her too tightly. As she turned over, my penis rubbed tightly against her buttocks, and then I heard her groan softly, saying, "You little beast!" before forcefully pushing me away.

Seeing my mother about to get up and leave, I panicked and, without thinking, quickly sat up and hugged her from behind, pressing my face against her neck and softly calling, "Mom..." Then I hugged her even tighter.

My mother's body trembled noticeably, and her voice changed.

"What are you trying to do? You little rascal, hurry up and let Mom get up."

I didn't answer immediately, but gently rubbed my face against her neck.

My mother sighed and patted my head.

"Don't do this, son..." she paused and continued. "Mom doesn't want to hurt you..."

Seeing my mother's attitude soften, I was secretly pleased. Then I moved my hands to my mother's chest and covered her breasts.

"No, Mom, we'll only be intimate at home... no one will know... Mom... son really likes you..."

My mother stopped talking, turned her head to look at me, and then sighed softly again. That was her way of agreeing. I suppressed my burning excitement, helped my mother lie down slowly, and began to gently kiss and caress her. Before long, my mother was aroused.

As my hand touched her genitals, my mother began to moan softly, her face showing an expression of immense pleasure. A few minutes later, I quickly removed our clothes, pressing my face against her inner thighs…

When my mouth reached her plump vulva, a trickle of vaginal fluid had already seeped from her opening, the faint, fishy smell filling my nostrils and intensifying my frenzy. I mumbled "Mom," reaching under her buttocks to tightly embrace her cheeks, while simultaneously pressing my nose into her vulva…

The fishy smell grew even stronger, and I gently pushed my nose further in, soon my nose was covered in her vaginal fluid. My mother began to pant, her hands gripping my head, occasionally pressing down hard, clearly aroused.

For the next few minutes, I used both my lips and tongue to vigorously suck and lick my mother's plump vulva... until most of my face and my mother's genitals were wet and sticky, and my mother started urging me on. Only then did I move over and lie on top of my mother's naked body.

Because of the previous licking, my mother's plump vulva was exceptionally slippery, and my penis slid in completely without any resistance. The thrusting was incredibly smooth... Although the friction on my penis was slightly less intense than very stimulating, it allowed me to fuck for longer.

I fucked for nearly twenty minutes straight, panting heavily, but without any desire to ejaculate. I felt much more vigorous than the last time we were intimate, and my mother seemed even more wanton, as if all her inhibitions had been blown away by my penis...

"Ugh... you good boy... Mom's going to die..."

my mother looked at me blankly.

"Oh... dear Mom, your son is enjoying it, isn't he... not worse than Dad, right..."

I deliberately thrust my hips a few times and said.

"Hmm...don't mention that old bastard...beast...hmm...father and son are the same...don't...don't be too rough..."

Mother said, hugging me tightly to stop me from moving, and pinching my butt hard. I wanted to catch my breath, so I lay down, letting my penis remain inside Mother's fat cunt, and continued talking to her with my face close to hers.

"Mom...why are you cursing me...I'm serving you so diligently..."

I playfully pinched Mother's reddish-brown nipple.

"Tch...did I force you to serve me with a knife?...You and your father are both beasts..."

Mother said hatefully, wiggling her big buttocks.

I knew Mother wasn't really angry, so I stopped talking and started thrusting my penis again, each time fucking harder and deeper...Mother's expression immediately changed, her eyes narrowed and she began to moan incessantly, and she also actively raised her lower body to meet me...

After about ten minutes, I finally felt like I was going to ejaculate.

I pulled my hands away from my mother's buttocks, wrapped my arms around her neck, and began kissing her mouth while my penis thrust rapidly...

My mother must have sensed that I was about to ejaculate, and she became wildly aroused, moaning and licking me, her vaginal muscles contracting in waves, her large buttocks thrusting joyfully...

Soon I ejaculated, and my mother let out an "Ah!" Almost at the same time as I ejaculated, streams of hot fluid gushed from her vagina...

After climaxing, my mother and I both collapsed, looked at each other and smiled, too weak to speak, and leaned against each other, closing our eyes to rest... We even fell asleep...

When I woke up again, another hour had passed, and my mother had to shake me awake. The way my mother looked at me was very different from before, and I once again embraced her voluptuous body and caressed her intimately. My mother was unusually compliant, and unexpectedly teased my penis a few times. I vaguely felt that she no longer had so many concerns. After lingering for a while, we got up and went out together.

When I came out, I found that my father had already left and I didn't know where he was. He didn't come home until dinner time. I thought he was probably afraid that Hong Dajun would come looking for him, so he went out to hide. After it got completely dark, I said I would go out and look for my father, but my mother angrily said not to look for him. It would be better if he didn't come back.

Around 9 p.m., I received a call from my sister, saying that my father had gone to her house and was now drunk and had just fallen asleep.

My sister also asked if something had happened at home, and that my father had said he would stay at her house for a while before coming back.

I only said that my parents had argued, without mentioning the matter of Hong Dajun's mentally challenged daughter. My sister said that her husband had been accompanying her father-in-law to the hospital for the past few days. My father was doing well there, but they were worried that there wouldn't be enough room for him after his father-in-law was discharged. I then said that we would talk about it later.

As soon as I hung up the phone, my mother asked, "That old bastard went to your sister's house?"

I explained the contents of the call in detail. My mother was silent for a long while, then sighed deeply and told me about the shameful things that had happened between my father and sister…

It turned out that a year before my sister got married, my father raped her while drunk. Afterwards, he continued to harass her when my mother wasn't home, until she got married. My mother argued with him countless times, calling him a beast, but my father would argue that since she wasn't his biological daughter, it didn't matter who he messed with…

I found it strange and quickly interrupted my mother, “Wait… you said my sister was adopted?” My mother said that my sister was brought home when she was just a month old, and she only found out from my father after he raped her.

My mother thought these things were over and wouldn't be mentioned to anyone again, but my father was acting up again.

No wonder my sister rarely came back to her parents' home after she got married. But why was she willing to take my father in this time? Didn't she hold a grudge? My mother said my older sister was timid and naive, and had already been slept with by men. After being violated by my father, she dared not speak out or try to kill herself, but only cried to her mother every time. Later, my mother suggested that she quickly find a man to marry.

After saying this, my mother sighed again, "Now that your brother-in-law and his family aren't home, that old bastard is going to commit more mischief. Go and call him back tomorrow, don't let him ruin your sister's family..."

That night, my mother and I naturally slept together. When we were being intimate, I told my mother not to hold a grudge against my father, that we, mother and son, were getting along well.

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