Prison incest

Prison incest
I've always enjoyed sitting quietly alone in my room, always liked sitting in front of the computer, a beer in hand, listening to soothing music, trying to relax my mind and body. Although more than twenty years have passed, recalling these things now still stirs my heart. My mother's image still floats in my mind. I wonder how she is now, I wonder what our children are like now. I lit a cigarette, trying to recall the past, but everything was blurry. All I could see was my mother's figure and that not-so-dilapidated cowshed. So I opened Word, preparing to record those past events one by one. As the cursor blinked on the computer screen, my thoughts gradually became clearer. Twenty years ago, in 1969, at the very beginning of the Cultural Revolution, my father was labeled a rightist due to his historical issues. My mother and I were forced to sever ties with him, and I joined the Red Guards, traveling across the country with my classmates for two years. After returning home, I was preparing to go to class when I learned that the school had already responded to Chairman Mao's call to send students to the countryside to participate in the revolution. A wave of enthusiasm swept through the community, and everyone rushed to participate. Naturally, fearing I wouldn't be able to keep up with the Chairman's ideas, I signed up first. Since it was just my mother and me at home, she accompanied me to the countryside in Shaanxi. We stayed at the home of a farmer named Ma Dazhuang and worked on the farm with his family. Speaking of which, I must mention my mother. My mother's name was Azhen, and she was in her early thirties at the time. She married my father when she was eighteen and gave birth to me that same year. My mother was a renowned beauty in our area. After marrying my father, she became even more alluring. Her eyes were captivating, her smile enchanting, her skin as white as snow, her features exquisite, her figure voluptuous, with full breasts, a slender waist, and long, snow-white legs beneath her large, pink hips. Her cherry-red lips were bright and alluring, and her brows were full of spring-like charm. Although she suffered hardships after moving to the countryside, she remained elegant and refined. In this remote village alley, she was like a lotus emerging from the water, attracting the unwanted attention of many men in the village. My mother came from a wealthy family, so her clothes were naturally quite elegant. When I was working in the fields, I often heard the village girls gossiping about her: "Oh my, look at that Ah Zhen, what's that dress she's wearing? The skirt's slit all the way up to her thighs! Isn't she just making it obvious she's letting men see?" "Yeah, right," one villager added. "Once she went to the well to fetch water, and I saw my husband staring at her intently. I was shocked! Good heavens, most of her white buttocks were exposed! I quickly covered his eyes so he wouldn't see." After that, whenever my mother went to fetch water, I would always sneak a peek. Following behind, I indeed noticed many men staring at her and whispering lewd things among themselves: "Look at her big, fat breasts, they're so white." "Yeah, much whiter than my wife's, round and plump, unlike my wife, who's like a bucket." "Goodness, that woman's breasts jiggle when she walks, I wonder if she's wearing a bellyband." "Damn it, you don't know anything, those city women don't wear bellybands, they wear bras, which just cover their breasts." I reminded my mother not to dress like that anymore, especially since we were in the countryside. My mother even asked Aunt Ma for a set of village women's clothes, but it still couldn't hide her beautiful figure. What I was worried about finally happened two months after I went to the countryside. That day, after I finished plowing the fields and returned home, I found Uncle Ma standing at the door. He looked flustered when he saw me. I went up to him and asked, "Uncle Ma, what are you doing? Why are you standing at the door?" Uncle Ma's expression became even more unpleasant, and he said, "Nothing, the house is too messy, so I came out." I became suspicious and said, "Why is the house messy? Is my mother inside?" Uncle Ma stammered, "Yes... oh... no, she's not..." I became even more suspicious and said, "What do you mean, 'is she's there'? Let me in." Uncle Ma stopped me and said, "You... you can't go in... inside..." "It's really a mess..." I was about to ask him for clarification when I suddenly heard several men laughing inside: "Haha, this little wench's ass is so white, much whiter than we usually see!" "Fuck your grandma, such big, fat tits, if the whole village drank a sip of this wench's milk, it would be enough to drink for a year." "Hehe, Secretary Zhao, why don't you hurry up and suck a couple of times, this is much sweeter than your sister-in-law's milk." "Secretary Zhao, you drink the milk on top, I'll drink the cunt juice below, hahahaha!" I also heard my mother making "mmm" sounds. I pushed Uncle Ma aside and kicked open the door. The scene inside the house shocked me. The first thing I saw was my mother, completely naked, with a cloth stuffed in her mouth, her hands tied and hanging from the ceiling. Three men stood beside her, grinning. Upon closer inspection, I recognized one as Village Chief Wang from Pingwo Village, one as Secretary Zhou from the town government, and one as Secretary Wu, Secretary Zhou's secretary. Enraged, I grabbed an iron shovel from the side and swung it at Village Chief Wang. He was stunned; the blow landed squarely on his forehead. Without a sound, he collapsed to the ground. Secretary Zhou, regaining his senses, rushed out the door. I tripped him, sending him sprawling face-first into the dirt. I stomped on his face, knocking out his front teeth and filling his mouth with blood. I then stepped on his chest, glaring fiercely at Secretary Wu. Secretary Wu's legs went weak with fear, and he knelt down in front of me with a thud, saying, "Great hero... Great hero, spare me... This wasn't... This wasn't my idea..." I stepped forward and punched him right in the mouth, making him see stars. He lay on the ground, panting, "Don't hit me... Don't hit me... I can't take it..." I grabbed his hair and demanded, "You better tell me honestly, who did it!" Secretary Wu was terrified and stammered, "It was... It was Village Chief Wang's idea... He said... He said there's a... a woman in their village who's very... explosive... and they... they wanted us to try her out..." Hearing this, I became even more furious. I grabbed an axe from under the bed, grabbed his hand, and prepared to chop him down. Just then, my mother, barely alive, suddenly cried out, "No... Xiaojun... no... let them go..." Uncle Ma, having heard the commotion inside, rushed in. Seeing the blood everywhere, he immediately fainted. I ultimately listened to my mother and let the three of them go. They crawled out the door. I untied my mother and went outside to wait for her to get dressed. When I came back in, I saw my mother sitting on the kang (heated brick bed), weeping. I went over and hugged her, saying, "Mom, don't be like this, it's all over now." My mother collapsed into my arms, crying even harder. Two hours later, more than a dozen policemen arrived and surrounded Uncle Ma's house. I tried to escape with my mother through the back door, but unexpectedly, more than thirty Red Guards were standing there. My mother and I were taken away to the county police station. At the station, we were interrogated separately. I was taken to a large room where three strong policemen pinned me to the ground and beat me mercilessly with batons until I was nearly dead. Then they pushed me into a jail cell. That night, I couldn't sleep because of the pain. The next morning, two policemen took me out and led me to a very luxurious office at the time. I saw my mother. Her clothes were disheveled, and she was lying on the table. Standing next to her were County Chief Zhou, Secretary Wu, and several other unfamiliar people. When Secretary Wu saw me, he sneered, "You little brat, you're done for now, aren't you? Damn it, you dared to hit me! You really don't want to live anymore!" He then grabbed a stun gun and struck me twice, instantly knocking me unconscious. When I woke up, I was already tied to a chair. County Magistrate Zhou, seeing I was awake, covered his mouth and said, "Kid...you've got some nerve, daring to mess with me. I, Zhou Daheng, want to sleep with your mother? That's a huge favor! Go ask around, how many sluts in this county are begging me to sleep with them, and I wouldn't even let them? Hmph, damn it, if you won't let me, I made two big bowls of aphrodisiac for your slutty mother yesterday, and then enjoyed a wonderful night with her. Haha, it tasted really good!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pull out a cigarette from the pack, light it, take a deep drag, and then run my fingers through my hair. Hearing County Magistrate Zhou say those words seemed to overwhelm me again; my mind was a mess, as if I couldn't remember anything. When my mind cleared a little, I got up and struggled to crawl to my mother's side. She had her head buried in the table; I couldn't see her face, I couldn't imagine her expression, and I didn't want to. In my memory, my mother was so noble and elegant, unparalleled, sacred and inviolable. But at this moment, I could only watch as ugly, large hands groped her snow-white body, and my mother could only silently endure it, unmoved. My voice burst from my chest, "Stop!!!!—" Everyone in the room was stunned by my earth-shattering shout. Secretary Wu walked over and slapped me hard across the face, making half my cheek swell up, and cursed: "You damn brat!""You scared the hell out of me! You son of a bitch, you want to die?" He grabbed a foot-long pair of pliers from the table, ready to end my life with a single blow to the head. My mother rolled off the table, threw herself on top of him, grabbed his hands, and cried, "No...don't hit him...he's still a child..." Secretary Wu reached out and ripped off most of my mother's clothes, instantly exposing half of her body. Secretary Wu laughed loudly, saying, "Damn it, I've never seen breasts this big in my life..." I pounced on him, grabbed his head, and bit his ear, making him scream like a pig being slaughtered. Then two strong hands forcibly separated me from him, and I bit off half of his ear as well. Secretary Wu clutched his ear, lying on the ground howling and rolling around. A cruel sense of pleasure flashed through my mind, then I suddenly felt a chill on my back, followed by my mother's scream, and then I knew nothing more… In my hazy state, I seemed to see several naked men laughing and joking on the bed, while a woman with snow-white skin, disheveled and pale, bounced up and down in their arms. I knew it was my mother. I wanted to save her, but I couldn't move an inch. My mother had been repeatedly violated by them all night… When I woke up, the first thing I saw was my mother. She was wiping the sweat from my head with a towel, and I saw tears in her eyes. Only then did I feel the sharp pain in my chest. I struggled to sit up, but my mother pressed me down, saying, "Don't get up, don't aggravate your wound." I then realized that I was in a prison, dark and without sunlight. My mother and I looked at each other, neither of us able to utter a single word. After a long while, I gradually felt my mouth dry. I noticed that my mother was only wearing a thin dress, outlining her feminine curves. My chest warmed, and I suddenly thought of the breasts I had seen that day—full and white… I dared not think any further and turned my head away. We spent the night like this in that prison. When I woke up the next morning, I found my mother sleeping in my arms. Because we were only separated by a thin dress, I could feel her soft breasts rising and falling against my chest. I didn't dare wake her, and closed my eyes, enjoying this warm and soft feeling. I don't know how much time passed, but a prison guard came and woke my mother and me. Then he placed three steamed buns and two bowls of porridge in front of us. Having not eaten for two days, my stomach was almost flat from hunger. I grabbed a steamed bun and ate it in a few bites. After my mother finished eating, the prison guard took away the bowls and chopsticks. It was pitch black here, indistinguishable between day and night. I didn't know how much time had passed, but the feeling from yesterday washed over me again. Waves of my mother's fragrance wafted into my nostrils, making me feel dizzy and intoxicated. "Xiao Jun, where do you think we are now?" My mother finally spoke. "I don't know, I feel like I'm in a prison." "A prison?" "Yes, it looks like this room hasn't been lived in for a long time. Maybe it used to belong to a death row inmate." Upon hearing the word "death row inmate," my mother shuddered and said in a trembling voice, "Death row inmate? Then... then could there be ghosts here?" "Maybe... I think they must all be innocent ghosts!" My mother whimpered and fell into my arms. I felt her burning body and her unique feminine fragrance. My hands trembled as I slowly wrapped them around my mother's slender waist, wandering over her back. The touch was delicate and soft, her skin full of elasticity, making my blood surge even faster. Finally, I caressed her plump, high buttocks, kneading them gently. My chest touched her erect breasts, her two hard nipples pressing against my chest. My mother let me stroke her buttocks, lying in my arms, and softly said, "Xiao Jun, Mom is so scared, please don't leave Mom, okay?" I held her tighter and said, "No... I won't leave Mom unless I die..." My mother covered my mouth with her hand and said, "I don't want to hear you say the word 'die'." I had never been so close to a woman's body in my life, especially such a mature and voluptuous body. Instantly, my blood surged, a warm current rose from my lower abdomen and spread throughout my body, and my penis couldn't help but stand erect, pressing against my mother's crotch. At that moment, all I knew was to hold my mother's delicate body tightly, pressing her even closer to me. I looked up at her face and saw that my mother's face was flushed with shyness, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was also enjoying this sweet embrace. I saw that my mother's originally fair face suddenly turned red. "Mom, why is your face red?" I said softly. "Xiao Jun, no! Maybe you're scared." "What are you scared of, Mom? I'm here, you don't need to be afraid. I'm the kind of person even ghosts are afraid of!" I joked. "Mom, if I never get married in this life, don't blame me for ending the Lin family line." Mom suddenly fell silent. We knew what I said might come true. I kissed Mom on the cheek, the first time I'd ever been so bold. Mom was stunned for a moment, then buried her face in my chest. I felt Mom's heart pounding, her body trembling slightly, her face flushed red down to her ears. Looking at Mom's face, I thought she was stunningly beautiful, breathtakingly gorgeous. Even in this dark prison, she still exuded a captivating charm. A man and a woman alone in a dark room are prone to developing impure thoughts, even between mother and son. My hands gradually and unconsciously wandered over her body, her slender waist, her lower abdomen, and her smooth thighs. As I continued to grope her, her body twisted and struggled, and she unconsciously whispered, "No...don't...ah...ah...oh...um...no...it hurts...ouch...ah..." I rubbed my penis against her mons pubis, and amidst her soft moans, I suddenly pressed my lips against her sexy cherry lips. Before she could escape, I bit her lip and boldly stuck my tongue into her mouth. My mother hummed softly through her nose, "um...um..." The burning desire within her made her unconsciously kiss me passionately. I took the opportunity to rub my penis against her vulva, keeping her trembling slightly with passion, and her moans grew louder and louder. As the kiss progressed, my mother's hands wrapped around the back of my neck, and she extended her fragrant tongue into my mouth, our tongues swirling together. A unique feminine scent filled my nostrils, further arousing my desire. I reached my hands to the front of her skirt, pressing and rubbing her firm, elastic breasts from the outside. I immediately felt a firm elasticity in my palms—such full and plump breasts! Those were my mother's breasts, the breasts that had nurtured me… But I wasn't satisfied with just touching them, so I slipped my hands inside her skirt's neckline and grasped those two plump breasts directly, kneading and squeezing them. Occasionally, I would use two fingers to flick the two nipples at the peaks. My mother's breasts were full, soft, and proudly erect. My mother tilted her head back, inhaling sharply into the air, making her breasts appear even more prominent. She hummed softly through her nose, "Mmm...mmm..." I pulled down the top of her skirt, and instantly, her full breasts sprang out from her neckline, the pink nipples trembling and bouncing before my eyes. My mother struggled slightly, whimpering, "No...no...you can't...take off my...clothes..." I kissed her neck and then down, stopping at her exquisitely sculpted breasts. I took one of her pink nipples into my mouth, one hand cupping the base of her full breast, the other reaching down to her lower abdomen, caressing it gently. From her mouth came moans: "Mmm...mmm...Jun...Xiao Jun...you...you...ouch...ouch...I...I...mmm..." Her mother kept moaning, her desire burning through her entire body. A feeling that was both pleasurable and unbearable made her feel incredibly comfortable. At this moment, my heart was pounding, and my penis was hard and erect, pressing against my mother's lower abdomen. My mother was still crying out, "No...you...can't...do...anything...to me...ah...ah...we're mother and son...humph." I continued kissing her relentlessly, licking her full, round breasts with my tongue. I couldn't hold back any longer and finally reached out to pull my mother's skirt down to her thighs, revealing a light yellow panty. I slipped my hand inside the elastic band of the panty and was about to pull it off when my mother's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. She had sensed that this was the last line of defense, and her cheeks flushed red as she cried out in embarrassment, "No...no...I...I'm your...mother...we...can't...do...this...thing..." while frantically trying to stop her with her small hands. As I hurriedly pulled down her panties, my hand accidentally touched my throbbing, hard penis. A surge of excitement sent a jolt through her, as if she'd been electrocuted. The trembling started in her hand, then spread throughout her body, until she finally slumped limply into my arms. Seeing that her reason had completely crumbled, I quickly laid her delicate body on the grassy bank and struggled to pull her panties off her plump buttocks. Ah! My mother's breathtakingly beautiful vulva finally appeared before my eyes. It was the first time in my life I'd ever seen a woman...A person's vulva is also a mother's vulva. I saw her rosy, full, mature, and prominent vulva, especially the inverted triangular cluster of pubic hair, fine, soft, and incredibly black and shiny. I used my fingers to part my mother's slightly red labia minora and found a small, swollen clitoris protruding below it. I then used my fingers to tease it, causing my mother's whole body to tremble a few times. Warm, slippery vaginal fluid seeped from her vulva. I saw my mother's plump vulva, which looked like a small steamed bun, and seemed delicious. I couldn't help but open my mouth and take my mother's vulva into my mouth, licking her clitoris with my tongue. I also sucked on some of my mother's vaginal fluid, finding it slightly salty and full of a woman's unique flavor. My mother's body trembled irregularly from my teasing, her mouth wide open as she gasped for air. She collapsed onto my bed, moaning, "Oh...ah...Jun...Mommy...I'm going to die...Mommy...Mommy...Ah...It's...coming...out...again..." My mother's curvaceous, alluring body lay vividly on the bed, her skin white with a rosy glow. Her high, full breasts trembled against her fragrant, plump chest with her heavy breathing, making my heart leap out of my chest. My penis stood erect between my legs. I no longer cared that the woman before me was my own mother. I quickly stripped off my pajamas and pressed my body against her white, writhing form. Overwhelmed by lust, Mom disregarded the fact that her own son was riding on top of her, and ignored any notions of chastity. She only sought to quell her desire, moaning, "Ah...oh...good...son...Mommy...is...so...uncomfortable...faster...Mommy...is...so itchy...oh...oh...come on...ah..." My hands roamed over her beautiful body, my large penis searching for her vagina, but lacking experience, I couldn't find the entrance after a long struggle. My mother, just as eager as I was, had no choice but to reach out and pull my large penis, guiding the head of my penis to the entrance of her wet little hole, moaning: "Ah...ah...faster...Mom...good...son...faster...faster...come in...ah...your...big penis...so...hot..." As soon as I felt a warm sensation on the head of my penis, out of my animalistic instinct to penetrate, I knew that was it. I quickly lowered my buttocks and thrust hard, "whoosh!" and half of my penis was inserted. Just then, a scream rang out from inside the room. It was my mother crying out in pain: "Ah!... Ouch... Ouch, it hurts... It hurts so much... Ouch... It hurts... It hurts so much... Oh... you son... Ouch... Be gentle... Be gentle... Ouch... Mom... It hurts so much... Ah..." Her delicate body convulsed, and she raised her jade hand to tightly hug my buttocks, restricting my movements so that she could get a chance to catch her breath. I felt my large penis being enveloped by a layer of warm, tender flesh, so tight and narrow, yet it felt incredibly comfortable. I stopped thrusting. By this time, my penis had penetrated more than three inches into my mother's little hole. I thought my mother's little hole was already occupied by me, and I wasn't afraid she would run away shyly. So, with tenderness and gentleness, I kissed my mother's pink face and said to her, "Mom... I'm sorry... I was too impulsive... Do you still feel pain?" My mother shook her head, her mouth muffled as she said, "Ah... you... um... um... Mom... feels a little itchy... you... move... move... ah... oh..." It turned out that my mother was already consumed by lust, especially with my large penis still inserted in her little hole, like a big meat stick pressing against her, making her feel sore, numb, itchy, and tingling, experiencing all sorts of sensations. Having tasted it all, she was now waiting for my big cock to attack and occupy her little pussy. Her moans and groans gave me permission to continue thrusting, so I rotated my hips, making my glans spin like a screw inside her pussy, causing her to moan with immense pleasure: "Ah...ah...yes...ouch...ouch...oh...so...comfortable...oh...oh...big cock...son...you...are...doing...mommy...so...comfortable...ouch...mommy...so...so good...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..." My mother's eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, her cherry lips trembled, and her body quivered violently. My big cock had never felt so good since birth, and it was inside my beautiful, tender, and luscious mother! Coupled with these sweet, seductive moans and groans, I used up all the strength I had when I was a baby suckling, except that my mother's breasts didn't have milk for me like they did when I was an infant! With one nipple in my mouth, I clenched my buttocks and thrust hard into my mother's vagina, causing her vaginal fluids to gush out like a summer thunderstorm, wave after wave, soaking a large patch of my sheets. My mother moaned intermittently, "Ah... um... umm... so... so good... my darling... ah... ah... so good... so good... oh... Mom... can't... can't take it... oh... I... I'm... so... happy..." I knew my mother was about to climax, so I twisted even more vigorously. I thrust my huge cock deep into her pussy, playfully asking, "Mommy! Are you feeling good?" Mommy cried out wildly, "So...good...oh...Mommy's...dear...son...you're...doing it...Mommy's...so...good...it's...so...good..." I teased her, "Mommy! Call me your husband, your daddy, and I'll make you feel even better." "Oh...oh...ah...no...don't...I don't...don't...please..." Her body was now covered in sweat, she was so comfortable she felt like her soul was about to leave her body. I said, "Mommy, if you don't call me that, I'll pull my big cock out!" This was, of course, deliberately teasing her; how could I not take advantage of such a beautiful piece of swan meat? Suddenly, Mom's body convulsed, her two delicate hands gripping my broad back even tighter. Like someone having an epileptic seizure, she trembled her plump buttocks in rhythm with my large penis, crying out in a wanton voice: "Ah...no...don't pull out...Mommy...Mommy is...calling...my...dear...husband...big...penis...dear...Daddy...uh...uh...it's so good...ouch...oh...oh...Mommy...is...going...to...be...fucked...to death...by...my...dear...Daddy...ah...so...so good..." …Oh…flower…flower heart is numb…numb…ah…ah ah…again…again…Mom…again…again…” At this moment, Mom’s originally tight flesh hole had been gradually loosened by my fucking, and with her gush of lustful water moistening it, my thrusting became even more skillful, and the faster and faster I thrust, the “plop! plop!” sound of my big cock colliding with her little flesh hole and the “sizzle! sizzle!” sound of her lustful water pumping, mixed with the moans coming from Mom’s little nose, filled the whole room, echoing everywhere in this charming spring night. My mother shook her head violently in pleasure, her hair flying wildly, releasing a warm and alluring fragrance. My big cock, as she expected, went deeper and deeper, until the entire eight-inch-long shaft was pressed against the very core of her vagina, causing her to clench her teeth and scream loudly with her eyes rolled back in a seductive gaze: "So beautiful... oh... oh... my... dear... dear... daddy... darling... big cock... dear... husband... ah... I... I'm going to... break... I'm going to... die of pleasure... ah... ah... ah... ah... oh... oh oh... ah... I... I... Mommy... wants... wants... wants... to... give... my... big cock... dear... husband... ah... ah..." Her delicate body trembled, she breathed a long sigh, released a stream of vaginal fluid, and collapsed limply onto the grass, unconscious. I lay on her trembling body, seeing her satisfied smile, which filled me with immense joy and pride. Although I hadn't ejaculated yet, to have brought my mother to such a blissful state, to have conquered my usually aloof mother, filled me with boundless delight. I kissed my mother's delicate face, thinking: I never imagined that this disaster in our family would allow me to play with my mother's beautiful body. If it weren't for fate, how could I have shared such a passionate encounter with my own mother? My mother woke up with soft moans of "Mmm...Mmm!" from my kisses. I continued kissing her as I said, "Mom! You're awake. Are you feeling good?" Mom replied shyly, "Mmm...you...ah!...Mom...feels so good...it's just that we...really...shouldn't...do this...I...how can I...let...you...be...better...thank...your...father...ah..." I didn't answer anymore. Anyway, we'd already done what we were doing, and my big cock was still hard and erect inside her little pussy! I pulled my big cock out halfway and then thrust it in again. Mom's body trembled, and she hugged me tightly, moaning, "Ah...oh...you...you haven't...excited yet...oh...oh...again...touched...Mom's...flower...heart...ah...ah...ah..." I suddenly stopped and said, "Don't call me 'you,' call me 'husband.'""Only your husband or your biological father will do it, otherwise I won't do it to you." My mother was intrigued, so she could only moan seductively, "Okay... Mom... will call you... my... biological... husband... oh... ah... Mom... Mom... wants to... call... you... big... cock... dad... ah... ah... ah... hurry... hurry... thrust... inside... Mom... is... very itchy... ah... oh... oh... um... so... so embarrassing... Mom... is... so... embarrassed..." I saw that she was almost in tears, her pink face flushed with embarrassment, which was quite charming. Hearing her moan so lewdly and passionately, her plump, tender buttocks began to sway. I couldn't bear to torture her any longer, so I finally thrust my big cock into her little hole again. This ignited another wave of lust in her, and she cried out, "Ah... Mom... Mom... is going to be... raped... to death... by... my... husband's... big cock... oh... this time... it's really... going to... take... Mom's... life... oh... Mom... is going to... die... together... with... my... big... cock... dear husband... dear... dear father... ah... ah... oh... oh..." Mom felt so good, like her soul was floating in the air. I excitedly thrust my hips towards her lower abdomen, penetrating my big cock deep into her pussy each time, shouting, "Dear... Mom... thrust... up... a little... faster... your... little... pussy... is so tight... it feels so good..." "I'm so happy..." Mom also tried her best to thrust her big, fat buttocks upwards, crying out: "Ah...ah...dear...dear husband...Mom...ah...can't...take it...ah...ah...ouch...oh...oh...it feels so good...Mom...ah...dear...Daddy...you...haven't...ah...your...essence...in...my...my...inside...ouch...Mom...can't take it...oh...oh..." She twisted her snow-white buttocks, constantly bringing them closer to my big cock, so that her little pussy and my big cock could fit together more closely. She was truly a beautiful woman, and with that incredibly lewd moaning, I believe that any man who heard it would be unable to resist fucking her with his big cock. Seeing her two plump, full breasts swaying adorably, I couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing them. They were so tender and warm to the touch, incredibly elastic, and felt wonderful to the touch. I kneaded, pinched, stroked, and rubbed them with great pleasure. Her nipples hardened from my kneading, and I couldn't resist bending down to suckle and lick them. My mother's face showed a very pleased expression. She was panting heavily, her eyes half-closed, her cherry-like mouth agape as she gasped for breath, her beautiful pink face flushed with desire, making me want to speed up my thrusts and fuck her harder. My glans pressed against her clitoris with each thrust, sending shivers of pleasure through her. I fucked her hard thousands of times, and my mother, not to be outdone, thrust back, until she cried out again, "Oh...oh...darling...darling...husband...my...slutty hole...Mommy...want...want...to...come...ah...ah...oh...thrust...thrust faster...I...I'm...coming...coming...ah...ah..." Her large, plump buttocks swayed and thrust wildly, a stream of vaginal fluid pouring onto my glans. Finally, she twisted her hips a few more times and cried out, "Ah...ah...I...I'm coming...coming...ah...oh...so...so beautiful..." As she cried out, I ejaculated into her clitoris, and we lay embracing each other, falling asleep in a tingling, numb embrace. I slept for over two hours before waking up to her slight movements. I saw my mother pinned beneath me, her alluring eyes fixed on me, her face flushed with shame. Perhaps she was thinking of our blood relation, and a sense of societal norms made her embarrassed to face me. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, I gently kissed her cheek and asked, "Mom! Did you feel good just now?" "Mmm... " she murmured, then shyly hid her face against my chest. Her bashful expression was like that of a newlywed bride, both lovable and pitiful. I gently stroked her plump, tender, smooth, and warm buttocks with both hands and said, "Mom! My big cock feels so good inside you, doesn't it? Tonight is our wedding night, Mom, stay and sleep with me. We'll sleep together from now on, playing the wonderful game of my big cock fucking your little pussy every day, okay?" Mom nodded shyly and timidly. I kissed her lips, and we sucked each other's saliva. After the kiss, we looked at each other affectionately, and without turning off the light, we fell asleep with our necks intertwined. When I woke up the next day, I saw Mom's snow-white body lying next to me. I rolled over and pinned her down... From then on, the prison was our home, until the end of the Cultural Revolution.

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