Incest novel / The Scent of Pregnant Mother's Flesh

The floor-to-ceiling windows let in warm sunlight, casting the shape of the window frames onto the carpet. The exquisitely handwoven

carpet, so luxurious it seemed almost too precious to step on, was a luxury reserved for the upper class. In the master bedroom, larger than most living rooms, lay an equally large bed, on which a figure moved about. A soft, natural silk quilt, as light as a cloud

, covered the user, its weight almost imperceptible yet incredibly warm. Even among commercially available silk quilts, it was an exceptionally expensive and luxurious item. Every item in sight spoke volumes about the extraordinary status of the homeowner, far removed from that of ordinary people.

Hmm…

The blanket stirred, and a plump, white arm emerged, slowly pushing the blanket down. A soft, delicate breath escaped her lips, revealing first a head of disheveled, dark brown hair and a striking profile.

Hmm…

Her beauty was like a jade sculpture, her unadorned lips a pale red, slightly parted as she breathed out from between her pearly teeth. A slight frown, a hint of pleasure mixed with pain, furrowed her brow. Her left hand pulled back the seemingly weightless blanket, her eyes fixed on the source of the pain.

The sunlight made it clear what was happening inside the blanket: in the warm bed, a handsome young man held her waist with both arms, as if embracing a precious treasure, unwilling to let go even in his sleep. His face was pressed against her large, full breasts, his mouth sucking on one nipple, drawing in her abundant milk.

Ah... even in her sleep she still steals a suckle from her mother...

another unconscious suckling, the flow of breast milk as it was drawn causing her pregnant uterus to twitch. Her flesh, filled just yesterday, seemed to be oozing more sweetness. The woman gently stroked the boy's head, her voice full of doting affection.

The lovers, so far apart in age, embraced naked, the pure white sheets stained with dried wetness—the marks of their lovemaking the previous night. Compared to the developing boy, Su Rou's pregnant body was full and rounded. Their thighs were intertwined, their legs stained with unwashed fluids. Even with a third person in her womb as a barrier, their skin pressed together was an intimacy that would make anyone envious.

Oh! Xiao Jian is always so energetic in the mornings!

She let the boy suckle freely, enjoying the slightly painful sweetness. And further down, her view obscured by her abdomen, the boy's youthful erection pressed against her swollen belly, as if a subtle hint.

"Mmm... Ahh..."

Her slender hand reached down, intending to soothe the erection, when several female voices and yawns suddenly came from beside the bed. Knowing her daughter had woken up, Su Rou dared not linger in the bed with Xiao Jian. She quickly and gently untied Xiao Jian, and before her daughter could cry, she held her in her arms. The baby girl, toothless, instinctively suckled at the other nipple her brother hadn't yet claimed, contentedly drinking the sweet milk.

Her body, full with the weight of her third pregnancy, her ivory-white skin smoothly reflecting the sunlight, sat on the edge of the bed, her five-month pregnant belly protruding. Sinking into the bed was a woman's most happiest curve. Su Rou held her daughter, not yet a year old, while her biological son rolled over behind her, his legs pressed against Su Rou's buttocks—a harmonious and beautiful scene, like a masterpiece, with both figures smiling. "

What's wrong with me that you go to see those wild women outside every night?!"

Uncontrollable anger, like flames engulfing her entire body, evaporated Su Rou's former beauty pageant champion aura, leaving only the roar of a resentful woman abandoned by her husband. "

It's just some men's socializing, women shouldn't meddle in business matters!!"

Having just returned home from a life of pleasure, the strong perfume emanating from the young actress was unmistakable. Cheng En, who had been in a great mood, turned stern, tossing his designer suit jacket to the ground as he berated his now-timid wife.

"Socializing?! The lipstick mark on your collar is socializing, but what about the one on your chest?! Tell me! Tell me!"

Su Rou grabbed the shirt with the obvious red lipstick mark and ripped it open, revealing a muscular chest covered in bruises—anyone could tell what those marks were at a glance. "

Let go! I don't want to talk to you!!"

With both hands, Cheng En forcefully pushed away the nearly hysterical Su Rou. Unable to explain, he ignored her disheveled clothes and angrily turned and left, abandoning his sobbing wife without looking back, striding out of the room. "

Waaah...waaah...why did you do this to me...didn't you say you'd love me forever...?

" Su Rou, sprawled on the floor, felt an inner grief far exceeding the pain of her fall. Her once-beauty-winning body trembled on the carpet. Beside her lay her husband's coat, its strong fragrance seeming to mock her, for she had aged prematurely after only three years of marriage.

"Mama...no...cry..."

Awakened by the couple's loud commotion from the next room, little Jian, just over a year old, toddled to his mother's side. Not frightened, he stroked Su Rou's disheveled hair with his sticky, drool-covered little hands. He mimicked Su Rou's usual comforting tone, offering her immense solace from his still-uneven teeth.

"Hmm... Xiao Jian is right, Mom shouldn't cry. Mom still has you, hmm! Mom's most beloved Xiao Jian!"

Su Rou quickly calmed herself down, sat up, and tightly hugged her innocent and naive son who only knew how to love her. She secretly made a decision in her heart to free herself and her son from this kind of life.

The biggest news! It was the most beautiful joke: a former beauty queen, after two years of relentless pursuit by the young master of a well-known company, finally accepted his marriage proposal. The lavish wedding banquet, the handsome bride and beautiful groom, their sweet kisses made countless people envious. Major news media rushed to report it, and political and business celebrities came one after another to offer their congratulations. It was truly a wedding of the century.

After the wedding, and shortly after the honeymoon, the groom was constantly embroiled in scandals, especially after the bride became pregnant. Rumors swirled, from his female secretary to new faces in the entertainment industry, one after another...

I really... can't take it anymore... Waaah... He took advantage of my pregnancy to be unfaithful... Waaah... He's been having affairs everywhere... I could tolerate it... But recently he's gone even further... Not only does he beat me when he's drunk... but he even tried to lay a hand on our one-year-old son...

Su Rou, wearing sunglasses, sobbed and wiped away tears with a handkerchief. There were undisguised bruises on her chin and forehead. Her hard work yesterday in deliberately picking a fight with Cheng En after he was drunk had paid off, allowing her to easily put on this good show at the press conference.

Amidst the flashing lights, Su-rou, accompanied by several female legislators and representatives of women's groups, held a press conference to file a lawsuit against Cheng-en for marital infidelity and domestic violence. In just a few months, the private investigators Su-rou had hired to uncover her husband's philandering history had laid bare before the public, providing gossip fodder and prompting half the population to condemn the heartless and cruel man.

With strong public opinion and support from numerous women's groups, even some attention-seeking male legislators condemned Cheng-en's actions. The lawsuit seemed predetermined even before it was filed; no matter how powerful Cheng-en's legal team was, they had lost the case, losing not only a quarter of his assets and monthly alimony, but also custody of Xiao-jian.

Patting her daughter's back until she burped contentedly, Su-rou placed her back in her crib, sat back down, and gently stroked Xiao-jian's hair. Looking at the handsome face inherited from her husband and herself, Su-rou smiled with contentment.

News always heats up quickly and fades just as fast. Not long after Su Rou won her son and rightful inheritance, she disappeared from the public eye. Desiring to escape her past, she went to live abroad where no one knew her. There she and her son, who belonged only to her, happily spent her husband's alimony. The once sensational scandal of the wealthy family gradually faded from people's memories.

Having lost hope in her marriage but not in love, she transferred all her love to her son. As time passed, the mother's eyes were only for her son, and the son's eyes were only for his mother.

"Mmm… Mom… my little stick is so warm… so comfortable… mmm…"

The boy's cherry-red tongue dripped with Su Rou's saliva. Between kisses, he mumbled about his feelings upon losing his virginity. Xiao Jian, short as he was, lay on top of Su Rou, who was much taller than him, awkwardly twisting his waist.

"Mmm... good little Jian... Mommy loves you... yes... ahh... move your waist like this... oh...

" Soft words guided the inexperienced boy, making his tender penis throb inside her. Although he wasn't as large as an adult's, the youthful pulse in his veins still made her incredibly wet. "

Mmm... Mommy! Mommy! Something's coming out! Ah! Ah!"

The two embraced, their bodies drenched in passion. Having experienced the wonder of a woman's body for the first time, the young boy, after only a dozen or so thrusts, had already released his first load of semen into his mother's womb. His thin body stiffened, his waist trembled, and he instinctively pushed forward, his penis penetrating deeper, as if trying to squeeze himself into her honeyed flesh, ejaculating and filling the womb that had once nurtured him. "

Mmm! Ahh... hah!" "Good boy...you're so great, such a good boy, Xiao Jian..."

A burning pulse filled Su Rou's once-wounded heart. Although a boy's first performance was never entirely satisfactory, it held a promising future. Su Rou breathed heavily, holding the boy nestled between her breasts. Xiao Jian's hands were large and adult-like, and he seemed to instinctively know to caress her breasts. His

caresses sent waves of pleasure through her breasts, her body and mind tingling. On the day Su Rou used her body to teach Xiao Jian about the difference between boys and girls, their relationship transcended that of mother and son.

Unaware that his mother was stroking his head in his sleep, Xiao Jian, overcome by the heat, kicked off the covers and rolled into a starfish position. Between his naked legs, brimming with youthful vigor, his penis, much larger than those of other children his age, stood erect and white.

Looking at his childish, unruly sleeping posture, yet with an erect penis like an adult, Su Rou didn't know whether to be angry or amused. She slowly moved from the head of the bed to Xiao Jian's waist, her expression gradually shifting from motherly to that of a woman.

Her lips took her son's penis into her mouth, Su Rou carefully and gently sucking on the shaft. Her slippery tongue traced down the tip, saliva dripping as it rolled over the shaft before taking it deep into her throat. The boy's penis had a firm yet soft, fleshy feel; its developing length just barely touched the back of her throat, making it easy for Su Rou to take it all in without feeling strained.

Gently sucking in, gently spitting out, deliberately not wanting to wake Xiao Jian, she carefully attended to her son's morning needs. With each swallow and release of her red lips, a thick layer of saliva glistened on the shaft.

"Mmm... Hah...

Although it was a dream, his body, which had woken up even earlier than his mind, honestly revealed his feelings. A blush involuntarily rose on the boy's face, and his body became hot. Even Su Rou could feel his burning body temperature from his mouth, announcing the boy's impending climax.

Mmm... Ahh... Mom... Good morning..."

His body trembled several times, and beads of sweat appeared on the boy's body. His newly metabolized penis released fresh semen, which, with a shudder, all entered Su Rou's mouth. At the same time, Xiao Jian, who had also woken up, looked at his mother, who was holding his penis, without any hesitation and obediently greeted her.

"Mmm... The little sleepyhead is awake!"

His tightly closed lips left the tip of his penis, his mouth filled with fresh semen. The thick, white fluid swirled on his tongue, mixing with saliva. The fishy, sweet taste made Su Rou feel hot. After carefully savoring it, she reluctantly swallowed it and kissed Xiao Jian's cheek. "

Mom!" "I want milk..."

The sleepy boy, before fully waking up, eagerly sought his mother's love. Su Rou's round, large breasts had always been his most cherished place. He pressed his face against the soft, elastic flesh, brimming with milk, inhaling Su Rou's delicate fragrance, and eagerly took her nipple into his mouth, sucking out a mouthful of sweetness, then greedily swallowing it down.

Intoxicated by the softness against his cheek, and with his stomach filled with the delicious food his mother had prepared for him, the only difference between Xiao Jian and his sleeping sister was that, after satisfying his appetite, his libido was even stronger. The energy the boy used for development was rapidly metabolizing, injecting his recently softened corpus cavernosum with a full dose of blood.

"Oh...ah...Mommy's hands are so soft...I love it..."

Xiao Jian's burgeoning erection brought an irresistible smile to Su Rou's face. The boy, whose height was almost catching up with his mother's, leaned at the waist right next to Su Rou's hand, so the mother's hand caressed her son's penis, adding fuel to his fire.

"Hmm...ah...Mommy..."

The skilled caressing, the soft hand grasping the shaft, rubbing the delicate skin up and down from head to tail, was a testament to the young boy's experience. Although it wasn't the first time he had received his mother's service, the immature boy didn't yet understand male pride, and could only moan indistinctly like a girl as Su Rou gave him what he wanted. "

Mommy...Mommy...it's so full...I want to put it in..."

The slender hand controlled the boy, keeping him just a few steps away from orgasm. The reddened penis dripped with fluid, yearning for the most intimate contact with his mother. The impatient Xiao Jian's fingers dug into her breasts, urging his mother on with a willful pain. "

Good boy Xiao Jian...don't be impatient...ahhh!!"

Leaning against the headboard, a pillow supporting his lower back, between his wide-open legs, a moist petal was blooming. Following the guidance, the boy thrust his fiery penis into the shaved, honeyed opening, penetrating its wet, lustful flesh. "

Mmm...ah...good boy...don't be impatient...mmm..."

The passionate penis penetrated deeply, moving within the tight embrace of the honeyed flesh. With each thrust, it brought forth copious amounts of nectar. The boy endured the ever-increasing pleasure, kneeling on Su Rou's body, vigorously thrusting his hips. His naked body and pregnant belly occasionally touched, exchanging the sweat that seeped from them.

The swaying of the flesh not only created lewd sounds but also caused the breasts to ripple. The full, fleshy breasts trembled and swayed with each of Xiao Jian's thrusts, the plump flesh like volcanoes filled with milk, as if they would burst forth with overflowing fluids with each movement.

"Mmm... Mom... Mom's body feels so good inside... The milk tastes so good too..."

The penis, nearing its limit, enjoyed the beauty of the mother's body in her wetness. The breasts, too heavy to grasp, were being squeezed forcefully between Xiao Jian's fingers. When those slender fingertips dug into the flesh, the swollen nipples were forced to secrete milk, which flowed wastefully onto Su Rou's body. The white, meandering streams flowing across her delicate skin emitted a pure milky fragrance.

"Ah... good boy... good Xiao Jian... a little harder... mmm... good girl... faster..."

Su Rou didn't scold Xiao Jian for the pain he caused her breasts. Even though the flesh where the fingertips had dug in bore red marks, the squeezed flesh caused milk to splash on her breasts. The burning pain, under Xiao Jian's licking, transformed into an even stronger pleasure. Following the flow of milk, following Xiao Jian's licking of her breasts, her pregnant uterus convulsed incessantly, only the copious white fluid could stop it.

"Mommy! Mommy!!!"

Xiao Jian, his lips and tongue smeared with milk, suddenly straightened up. The wet, hot grip finally overwhelmed the boy. His slender waist trembled between his mother's legs. Short, intense thrusts pushed his penis deep inside, again and again. In that deepest moment, the boy called out to his mother, his hands digging into her breasts, squeezing out two high-flying jets of white fluid.

"Mmm... Ahh!!"

Holding her own son's buttocks, she endured his transgression, but all her love, the pain in her breasts, compensated for the boy's lack of stamina. The confused sensations mixed with the pleasure of the hot fluid, all became a mesmerizing climax. Although it only lasted a few seconds, the gushing from his nipples was spectacular, white like fireworks, sprinkling on both of them. Some of it evaporated with their body heat, filling the room with a strange and erotic milky fragrance.

The limp boy dared not lie on his mother's belly, but instead nestled tenderly beside Su Rou. He lingered, caressing his mother's full breasts, smearing them with milk, savoring the softness of her flesh. His quick reflexes were remarkable; the lust in his eyes hadn't subsided, and his honest body reacted immediately. His dripping penis rose again, pressing against Su Rou's foot.

"Mmm...waaaaaa..." But Xiao Jian's younger sister, oblivious to the danger, woke up at this moment, her soft, clear cries stealing her mother away from her brother.

Her pregnant body was still damp with sweat and milk, soaking the baby clothes in Su Rou's arms. The crying baby immediately smiled happily in her mother's arms, while Xiao Jian, pouting, retaliated by poking his sister's cheek and kissing Su Rou. She, in turn, used one hand to pull Xiao Jian closer, tightly embracing him, her hands bound to her most cherished family.

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