One night of passion

I was born into a peasant family. Neither of my parents had much education, and none of my ancestors had ever been scholars. As the only boy in the family, I was burdened with high expectations from a young age. Fortunately, I wasn't stupid; with a bit of cleverness and money to pave the way, I managed to do quite well. As a result, I became increasingly favored and my status rose higher and higher. Not only did my sisters not dare to disobey me, but even my mother listened to me.

When I was 14, I went with my parents to my grandparents' house for the New Year. After the New Year's Eve dinner, it was late at night, and it started snowing. My grandparents insisted that I stay overnight, afraid I would get cold. Actually, I didn't really want to stay at my grandparents' house because there wasn't much to do, and I had no playmates; my sisters all avoided me. But my grandfather insisted, so I had no choice but to stay. My grandfather was old and had drunk some alcohol, so my parents, worried that he would get tired, persuaded the relatives and friends to leave, and I went upstairs to sleep. My grandparents' house only had three rooms: one for my parents, one for my grandparents, and one for my cousin. Because my parents thought I was still young and there was no need for privacy, they let me sleep with my cousin.

She was two years older than me and was in her final year of junior high school. She had moved to my grandparents' house to prepare for her high school entrance exams so she could study more peacefully. Although I was only 14 at the time, I was already considered a big boy by my cousin's standards. So, we each had our own blanket and slept separately. After the lights were turned off, the cool moonlight shone on my cousin's beautiful face, and with her even breathing, I felt a little restless. I tried to turn over to avoid seeing her pretty face, but her unique virgin scent still made me fantasize.
Lying in bed, tossing and turning, I finally couldn't resist fixing my gaze on my cousin. Even though she was covered by a thick blanket, her shapely figure still stirred my imagination. Books I had read about sex before flashed through my mind. I couldn't resist reaching my hand under my cousin's blankets, wanting to experience its warmth.
The moment my fingers touched her, she flinched and recoiled. It turned out she wasn't asleep either. So, I mischievously continued my assault, her body shrinking into a corner, nowhere to hide. My hands roamed freely over her body, and strangely, despite her extreme tension, she didn't try to stop me. Perhaps it was because she was used to being submissive to me. I tried to caress her breasts, and she quickly turned away, trying to push my hands away. I simply slipped under the covers and began caressing her from behind. She trembled all over, like a frightened bird. I ignored her, continuing to caress her smooth neck, back, and rounded buttocks. When I touched her buttocks, she almost cried out.
My fingers slid over her buttocks and then lingered on her genitals. Her mons pubis was warm and moist, its opening and closing captivating me. I gently poked her vagina, and my cousin suddenly turned around and hugged me, pleading, "No...don't do this...no..." I ignored her pleas and instead took the opportunity to caress her breasts. My cousin wasn't fully developed yet. Her breasts weren't large, and they felt a little firm. When I gently squeezed her nipples, my cousin almost cried out in pain. I leaned close to her ear and said, "Listen to me." My cousin obediently nodded and closed her eyes. I straddled her, gently kissing her entire body, then lingered on her moist virgin territory. My cousin didn't have much pubic hair, which felt very comfortable. Her
soft labia tightly enveloped her clitoris. I inserted my tongue into her vagina, licking her sensitive clitoris. My cousin moaned softly, seemingly in great pain. I ignored her and continued to penetrate deeper. My cousin bent her legs, her body twisting rhythmically, as if responding to the thrusting of my tongue. My penis was already impatient. So, holding my penis, I took advantage of my cousin's momentary lapse in attention and thrust it into her vagina.
Caught off guard, she screamed. Startled, I quickly covered her mouth, but my penis remained inside her. After a while, she relaxed. I released her mouth, hugged her, and began thrusting. She was clearly uncomfortable and kept begging me to be gentler. Actually, I had completely lost control; I was just mechanically thrusting.
"Ahhhhhhh," she moaned, clinging tightly to me. Her vagina was incredibly tense, and soon, my glans began to tingle. Based on my past masturbation experience, I knew I was about to ejaculate. But I couldn't stop. Finally, a gush of heat spurted out, shooting into her body! My mind went blank.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day. My parents called me to get up and prepare to go home. I lingered, wanting to see my cousin one last time, but she never came. I had no choice but to leave my grandfather's house with this regret.
Since returning from Grandpa's house, I've been somewhat absent-minded, unable to concentrate on my studies, and talking inexplicably. Many times, I've hidden in my room alone, writing in my diary.
One day, I came home from school, ready to write down my day's notes. Suddenly, I discovered my diary had been tampered with!
Especially the page where I wrote about my night with my cousin—there were very obvious fingerprints. "If Dad finds out about this, he'll kill me," I thought.
That evening, I sat at the dinner table with a heavy heart. Thankfully, Dad didn't show up; Mom said he was away on a business trip. After dinner, just as I was about to go back to my room, Mom called me back, saying she had something to talk to me about. I felt uneasy.
Mom gently poured me a cup of tea and sat down beside me. The atmosphere in the room was tense. Several times I wanted to ask Mom what was wrong, but every time I met her gaze, I swallowed my words. A long time passed before Mom finally broke the silence.
"I'm so sorry I accidentally saw your diary," Mom said. "There are some things I don't quite understand, so I wanted to ask you." My scalp tingled, and I didn't know what to say for a moment.
Mom smiled and said, "It's alright, tell me what happened that night." I had no choice but to tell her everything. Strangely, Mom wasn't angry at all; instead, she kept asking detailed questions, like whether my cousin's vagina was tight, how long my penis was, and so on. I didn't dare to hide anything, so I said I was too nervous at the time and didn't notice any of these things. Mom stood up and told me to come to her room. Then she told me to take off my pants.
I had no choice but to do so. Mom took out a measuring tape, held my glans with one hand, and measured my penis with the other. "14cm, not bad," Mom said with a smile. I blushed and was speechless. Mom gently stroked my penis and asked me, "Does this feel good?" I nodded involuntarily.
Mom smiled slightly and said, "How about this?" She opened her cherry-like mouth and took my penis into it. My mind went blank; intense pleasure surged through my cerebral cortex, and an uncontrollable desire forced me to ejaculate thick streams of semen.
Mom smiled and cleaned my penis, then asked, "Do you want Mommy?" I nodded instinctively. Mom lay down on the bed and said, "Then come here." I still didn't understand what was going on and stood there blankly. Mom simply took off her clothes and lay naked on the bed.
My throat began to dry, and my vision blurred. Perhaps it wasn't a perfect body, but those high breasts, thick pubic hair, and swollen mons pubis were enough to drive a normal man crazy. I approached Mom step by step, placing my cold hand on her mons pubis. Mom groaned, and clear vaginal fluid gushed out. I slowly inserted my erect penis into Mom's vagina.
Mom rolled over and straddled me, moving up and down rapidly. "Ahhhhhhh!" Her moans made me completely lose control. In less than 15 minutes, I ejaculated, my semen pouring out completely inside Mom.
My mother pulled my penis out, put it back in her mouth, and sucked it quickly until it became erect again. Then she put it back into her vagina and repeated the same action. The only difference was that she grabbed my hands and guided them to squeeze her breasts. My mother's breasts were huge and very soft. For some reason, I impulsively squeezed her breasts hard, kneading the two mounds of white flesh into various shapes in my palms until they were red and swollen! My mother showed no discomfort at all and seemed to enjoy this very much. This time I lasted for about 30 minutes, and when my mother reached orgasm, I also ejaculated.
Later, although I knew it was incest, my mother and I never stopped! And my mother became pregnant because of it! But she also had an abortion because of it! But even now, I still don't understand whether what I did will make me regret it for the rest of my life. I hope not, I hope someone can tell me not...

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