I can hear my son's heartfelt words.

Chapter One: The Shameful Hand at Night

My name is Jiang Yayun, and I'm thirty-seven years old. Over a decade ago, I married my boyfriend, Chu Zixiang, right after graduating from university.
Zixiang and I were both ordinary recent graduates. If nothing unexpected happened, we would have found ordinary jobs, lived a respectful but uneventful life together in this city.
But fate had other plans. When I was five months pregnant, Zixiang suddenly died in a car accident.
The news felt like the sky had fallen.
That night, I cried all night, unable to sleep.
But no matter what, I had to accept reality. Fortunately, the drunk driver paid me a large sum of money, and Zixiang had also purchased a large insurance policy.
This money supported me until I gave birth to my son, Chuzhen, and opened a coffee shop to support us.
Now, I'm in my bedroom. The room is dark, with only a beam of moonlight shining on the large full-length mirror on the carpet. In the moonlight, I look at my perfect body.
Having just finished showering and put on my underwear, I froze when I saw myself in the mirror.
In the mirror, the stunning beauty wore only underwear, revealing her perfect figure. This woman in her thirties looked like a woman in her early twenties, with an oval face that was incredibly delicate and pink, her features exquisite, yet exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Although my husband passed away early, I usually take good care of myself. My figure, with measurements of 39-24-30, is absolutely devilish. My long, shapely legs are captivating, and my shoulder-length wavy hair is alluring.
When I'm out in public, I always attract men's attention, but traditional upbringing tells me to remain chaste and not to overstep any boundaries.
Moreover, I already have Chu Zhen, so I can't be reckless and make him lose face in public.
But these past twenty years have been incredibly difficult. Countless nights, I can still recall being pinned down on the bed by Zi Xiang, his huge penis thrusting into my incredibly tender vagina, ejaculating thick semen.
Occasionally, in the dead of night, I would dream of Zixiang's handsome face and enormous penis. But upon waking, I would find my legs incredibly wet.
Lost in thought, I suddenly realized my lace panties were damp. Looking in the mirror, I saw a wet patch between my legs—it turned out that while I was reminiscing about Zixiang, that area had been constantly leaking fluid!
Thank goodness no one saw! My face flushed, I spat, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zixiang had been dead for so long, yet I had never sought out a man. When the urge became unbearable, I could only console myself.
A wave of dizziness washed over me; Zixiang's handsome face and enormous penis flashed through my mind. My vagina contracted and itched, and I felt my lace panties become even wetter.
So I bit my lip, took off my underwear, and lay down on the bed.
If any man could see me like this, he would absolutely go crazy.
That incomparably beautiful woman, her pearly teeth slightly biting her lower lip, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her mouth emitting intoxicatingly seductive sounds. She was caressing her smooth, large, yet firm breasts, while her other hand touched her perfect vulva.
Because I hadn't been with a man for so many years, my vulva was still very pink, the labia thick, the small nipples engorged with blood from desire. My
genitals, however, were naturally hairless. On our wedding night, Zixiang had told me that this was called a "white tiger," something many men longed for but could not have.
But later, when I looked it up online, I learned that a white tiger was a jinx to husbands, and as a result, Zixiang…
Thinking of Zixiang, I felt a pang of sadness, a slight sob escaped my lips, and my desire subsided slightly.
Just as I was missing Zixiang, a deep male voice suddenly rang in my ear.
"Slut, why did you stop? Keep going!"
I was startled, and just as I was about to shout, I suddenly felt a tightness in my throat, and the sound wouldn't come out.
Who was this? A thief? Robber?
Just as I was thinking, the voice rang out again, startling me.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head, and another scene appeared before my eyes.
A boy, about 1.8 meters tall and with incredibly handsome features, was standing in front of my bedroom door, peering through the crack in the door. His face was filled with shock and desire, and his lower body, clad only in his underwear, was bulging violently!
This was... my son... Chu Zhen?
I realized, could he be looking at me right now?
My heart pounded with panic. I desperately tried to get up and chase my son away, to lock the door, but for some reason, my limbs felt like they didn't belong to me; I couldn't move them at all!
The thought of my son watching my body from outside filled me with shame and pain.
But at the same time, for some reason, a sliver of anticipation flickered within me.
The voice rang out again: "Your son just went to the toilet, and I deliberately left the door a crack open for him so he could feast his eyes and see that his mother is actually a masturbating slut... Hahahaha!"
"This... what is this...?" I was utterly shocked by all this unbelievable stuff, and filled with fear, I silently pondered.
"Hehe, you don't need to know now. Come on, keep touching yourself, let your precious son feast his eyes and witness his mother's lewdness!"
"No, I absolutely... no!" The thought of my son right outside, staring at my body filled me with panic and shame. I wished I could die immediately.
All I wanted to do was bury myself in the blankets, but I was like I was under anesthesia, unable to move, forced to expose my snow-white, beautiful body to my son's gaze.
"Alright, I'll bring you something else!"
Just then, I suddenly felt a sharp pain, and suddenly, Xiao Zhen's voice rang in my ears.
"Oh my god, Mom's breasts are so big and white, and her body is so beautiful!"
Xiao Zhen? He…
“This is your precious son’s inner voice. I specially cast a spell to let you hear your precious son’s heart. Come on, stop dawdling, hurry up and masturbate in front of your precious son!”
Suddenly, I felt a warmth in my hand, and I regained feeling.
“I won’t do it, kill me, I’d rather die than do it!” I turned my head away, gritting my teeth. The pain and shame in my heart made me feel even worse. Just as I was about to cover my chest and genitals with my hands, suddenly, my hands lost feeling again.
“You won’t do it? Fine, I’ll let you walk out the door like this, face to face with your precious son, how about that? A mother and son meeting naked wouldn’t be bad, hahahaha!”
“No!” Hearing this, my face turned pale with fright. These strange things made me believe seven or eight parts of what this strange being said. What if he really had a way to control me to go out and let Xiao Zhen see me like this…
But, as a mother, I really couldn’t bring myself to be so degrading in front of Xiao Zhen!
"What are you afraid of? Your son is just peeking at you. Afterwards, just pretend nothing happened, and you can continue to be a good mother, right?" The voice was extremely eerie, but thinking about it, I felt a little more compromising.
"If you don't masturbate, I'm kicking you out!" The voice grew impatient. Panicked, I complied, closing my eyes, my face flushed with shame and pain. One hand touched my breast, the other my bald vulva, finding the tiny clitoris and rubbing it.
"Ah... Zi... Zixiang..." I rubbed my clitoris while caressing my large breasts. The pleasurable sensation made my vagina itch, and I immediately became wet, wetting my slender fingers.
But the thought of my son watching me erupted with shame and pain, mixed with pleasure, and a forbidden thrill.
"Ah... Zixiang... here... Zixiang..." I pinched my nipple with one hand, while my middle finger probed my vagina, teasing it.
My vagina felt like a deep well, filled with my warm love fluid. Each time my finger entered and exited, the stimulation from my nipple made me forget my son was watching.
"Oh my god... Mom's so pink and tender! Her breasts are so big and white, and they don't sag... I can't take it anymore, I need to masturbate!" My son's trembling voice rang in my ears, and my vision suddenly changed. The handsome young man pulled down his bulging underwear, revealing a huge penis in front of me.
It was a penis that was at least eighteen or nineteen centimeters long, with veins all over the shaft and a very menacing glans.
Oh my god, Zixiang used to have a penis this big too, and
I didn't expect Xiaozhen to be the same size... Looking at that penis, I remembered the feeling of Zixiang thrusting into me with it on the bed. I was still stroking my nipples and vagina, moaning and calling out Zixiang's name.
Only my nipples were harder, and my vagina was even wetter. An extremely pleasurable sensation spread through my vagina, becoming increasingly hot.
Unconsciously, Zixiang's handsome face appeared before my eyes.
I moaned, "Zixiang, Zixiang... I miss you so much... Ah... Fuck... Ah... I, Zixiang! Ah... Ah... Ah..."
Meanwhile, my son kept masturbating, thinking, "Mom... so slutty? No, she's calling Dad's name, she's so lonely... But she's so sexy, oh my god, her pussy is so wet, I want it so badly... No, she's my mom... Ah, I'm going to cum!"
Cum? I was about to climax when I heard this, and I was startled. My vagina tightened suddenly, pressing my finger against my G-spot, sending a jolt through me. My mind went blank, and a gush of fluid shot out from my genitals, soaking the sheets.
"Ahhhhhh!" I cried out, my face flushed with desire, my whole body glowing red with lust.
"Mom squirted! Ah, I cummed!"
Looking again, I saw Xiaozhen's face was flushed red, and streams of white fluid were gushing from his huge penis.
I had just finished ejaculating and lay on the bed, completely exhausted. I could only let that little brat awkwardly tuck his still-erect penis back into his underwear before leaving, his face flushed. It
took me a while to come to my senses. I dried myself off, got up, and went to the door. There, on the floor and door, were large clumps of white semen.
"That little brat, he shot so much?" My heart raced again as I smelled the somewhat pungent odor, thinking of Xiao Zhen's enormous thing mixed with the semen all over the floor.
How wonderful it would be to be penetrated by Xiao Zhen…
Jiang Yayun, Jiang Yayun, how could you think like that? This is incest! He's your son!
Thinking of incest, I shook my head frantically, trying to banish the thought.
I put on my underwear and pajamas, then went out to tidy up.
My house isn't very big, just a typical 120-square-meter apartment in a residential complex. My cleaning supplies were on the balcony next to the living room after my room. Xiao Zhen's room was next door.
It was already 1:30 AM. Just as I stepped outside, I saw Xiao Zhen come out of his room, having changed his underwear. When he saw me, his expression suddenly turned strange, his face flushed, and he looked at me with a mixture of expectation and fear.
"Mom...you're still awake..." Xiao Zhen stammered, looking at me strangely.
Remembering how he had seen me so clearly, I felt both ashamed and angry. Ashamed that I had acted so lewdly in front of this child, and angry that this brat didn't respect his mother, watching me masturbate.
I was about to say something to him, but I swallowed the words.
I had to pretend I knew nothing, not only to let him see me like that, but also to prevent it from affecting Xiao Zhen. He was still a child; what he had just done was just the vigor of a teenager. He would forget about it after a while. If I criticized him now, it would only affect him.
"Why aren't you asleep so late?" I suppressed my shame and anger, pretending to be calm, and asked.
Xiao Zhen's eyes darted around, and with a strange expression, he fabricated a lie: "I was hungry just now, so I went to the fridge to drink some yogurt. I didn't expect it to go bad, and I accidentally spilled it at your door. I just threw the carton away, look there! I'll go get the mop."
He pointed to the spot where he had just ejaculated.
I didn't want to expose his lie, so I nodded: "I'll clean it up, you go to sleep!"
"Okay!" Xiao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw I believed him, then looked at me and turned to go back to his room.
Just as Xiao Zhen left, the voice rang out again: "How was it? Did your son see you looking so shameless? Did you enjoy it?"
"Who are you? What do you want?" Thinking of what had just happened, my shame and anger erupted. Although I didn't shout, I was still incredibly angry inside.
"Hahaha, I'm a possessing spirit, specifically attached to your house. You're quite lonely, so how about I find you some fun?" the voice laughed smugly.
"You…you get out of here!" The thought of him being beside me caused a surge of unease and fear within me, and I blurted out.
The voice grew even more smug: "I haven't seen your true, wanton side yet, don't be impatient! Jiang Yayun, the fun hasn't come yet! Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore, we'll chat later!"
"You!" Hearing this, I was immediately unsettled. After a long while, I managed to tidy up the doorway and went back to my room to sleep, feeling uneasy.

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