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The fruit of my mother's love 

This is a secret known only to me. The person who got my mother pregnant and gave birth to my sister is actually me; I am my sister's biological father. My
mother is a piano teacher; her job is to teach children to play the piano at piano studios. Because of her job, my mother has always paid great attention to her
appearance. My mother was already very beautiful, with delicate features, an elegant temperament, fair skin, and a curvaceous figure. Plus, she was 168 cm tall...
After I entered puberty, I began to develop a sexual interest in my mother. Whenever I see my
beautiful , my penis becomes involuntarily erect, and I feel compelled to masturbate several times to satisfy my lust for her.
Because my mother's female body is so incredibly sexy and alluring, there was a time when I almost couldn't resist rushing into the bathroom to possess her, but in the end...
I gradually developed a very serious "Oedipus complex."
After the second year of junior high school, I became bolder, often sneaking to the bathroom door to watch my mother "emerge from the bath" while she was showering. My mother would take off
her contact lenses , so she would never notice a pair of eyes feasting on her eyes under the ventilation hole in the door.
Even just when my mother was showering... If my father and sister weren't home, I, with my boundless lust, would strip naked outside the bathroom door, then masturbate
while admiring my mother's skin. My naked mother and I were separated only by the door. When my mother's body was close enough, I
would ejaculate into her through the vent.
Once, my mother was standing very close to the door, and the semen I ejaculated through the vent even sprayed onto her calves. Fortunately, the continuous hot water prevented her
from feeling the warm semen moving down her beautiful legs. Although my mother's body had already come into contact with my semen, I wasn't satisfied. My
mother, lightly made up, softly asked if my father and sister were home. No.
My true desire was to have sex with my beautiful mother, to leave my semen inside her.
I restrained myself, not out of fear, but because reason wouldn't allow me to do such a thing as raping my own mother.
I knew the only way to cure my Oedipus complex was to have my mother's body, just once, to experience
what it I would be content. But I'm very arrogant; I may never be truly content.
However, last April… last April, I was a junior high school student, only fifteen years old.
That day in class, I wasn't concentrating at all. Because I kept thinking about seeing my mother leave that morning. That's how my mother looked.
Today, she was wearing a purple velvet suit, paired with iron-gray stockings and black high heels. This outfit made her look both elegant and mysterious,
with a touch of fiery sexiness. It made my heart flutter; I really wanted to hold her in my arms and cherish her.
That evening, I rushed home as soon as I finished my tutoring class. I hadn't had a chance to masturbate with my mother while she showered for days, and I wanted that
opportunity .
Of course, I never imagined that half an hour later, I would be holding my mother tightly, and that she would absorb my semen and become pregnant.
Not long after I got home, my mother returned. Having thought about her all day, my heart began to pound.
"They're not back yet," I replied. Overwhelmed with love for my mother, I mustered the courage to say, "Mom, you look so beautiful today."
My mother untied the necklace from her neck, and as I waited for her to take off her bra and panties, the necklace accidentally fell to the ground.
"Really?" Hearing her son's praise, my mother seemed pleased and said, "Why are you so sweet-talking today?" Of course, my mother wouldn't take my words as flirtation;
after all, I was her child, and she would only think I was childish.
However, my mother didn't know that as I said those things, my penis was already erect.
As my mother took off her high heels, I deliberately stood behind her to admire her long legs clad in stockings under her purple pencil skirt. I couldn't help but drool.
"Mom is 35 years old, and her legs are still so slender and beautiful." My lust for my mother was reignited, and I knew I couldn't let her masturbate today.
After a while, my mother casually changed into a bathrobe and went into the bathroom. I knew my chance had come again. I was only wearing my underwear and quietly left my room to go to
the bathroom door. I peered through the large ventilation hole and saw my mother undoing her hair bun. Her wispy strands of hair cascaded down her shoulders, highlighting her
height. She looked even more elegant and beautiful in her formal suit and high heels.
Then, she slowly removed her bathrobe, and another beautiful scene came into my view. I felt my violently erect penis (almost bursting through my underwear) about to burst.
I knelt down to pick up the necklace. I was startled and quickly hid; it would be terrible if my mother noticed.
After a while, I mustered my courage and peeked in again. My mother was checking if the necklace was broken before she stood up.
But as soon as she stood up, I suddenly went limp and fainted on the bathroom floor.
My mother had fainted before when getting up . However, the doctor said my mother had postural hypotension, and coupled with anemia, she couldn't get up too quickly,
otherwise she might faint.
Seeing my mother faint, I was startled, but I immediately remembered her history of postural hypotension. I quickly turned the bathroom doorknob;
the door was locked, but it was a coin-operated latch, so I quickly entered the bathroom.
She looked even more charming and alluring when she stood up.
I called my mother's name, but she didn't wake up, so I helped her up and then lifted her up completely. As I held my mother's smooth, soft
body, I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, like holding a beautiful woman in my arms. Looking at the "beauty" in my arms, my mother seemed like my prey.

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