Spying on mom having sex and getting caught

The following text records my unforgettable childhood experiences. My mother is a teacher, but my parents provided almost no sex education for me, which I believe is similar to many families. When I was almost in junior high school, as my body developed, I developed a strong curiosity about sex and a desire to try things out. Of course, actual sex was impossible, but I could do one thing—watch! My mother is beautiful, not very tall, and is now in her forties. From childhood, I have seen her naked many times, intentionally or unintentionally, and I have also spied on her and my father's sex life many times. Before our house was renovated, my parents' bedroom door was an old-fashioned wooden door, and there was a crack in the door... Crouching down, I could see my parents' bed through the large crack in the door. When I was in fifth or sixth grade, I stayed at my grandparents' house. The house was cramped, so I slept in the same bed as my parents. That night, I vaguely felt something was off about them. When I woke up the next morning, they were already up, but I felt something under the covers—a plastic package that looked like a device. I picked it up and saw that it had been torn in half, with the word "contraception" printed on it (obviously the word "condom" was torn off). After that experience, I became even more curious about my parents' affairs, and that crack in the door was undoubtedly the best window to peek. Approximately... After learning about that kind of thing at the beginning of junior high school, I often curiously peered through that crack to observe my parents' daily life. Many times, I deliberately got up early and tiptoed to my parents' room, each time with the excitement of an adventure mixed with the guilt of a thief. I often saw the blankets on my parents' windowsill piled high and occasionally wriggling, but I couldn't see any of their bodies, just their ups and downs. I didn't know why, so I stopped looking. In the summer of 1999, my parents and I went on a trip to another city for half a month. When we returned home, perhaps due to the fatigue of the long trip, they both said... I was tired; it was actually noon when I got home. After they went to their room to sleep, I couldn't resist my curiosity and went to peek through the door. This time, the difference was that Mom's face was sticking out of the blanket, and the room was brightly lit. Under the blanket, it was clear that two people were overlapping; Dad was kissing Mom's body. I heard the sound of a condom being torn again. Mom and Dad hadn't had a chance to be intimate for ten days, and this was clearly due to their uncontrollable desire. Finally, the blanket was pulled back, its heaving motion increasing! In the bright sunlight, their naked bodies were tightly intertwined. Mom... Mom had her legs raised high and draped over Dad's back, her arms tightly wrapped around his back and shoulders. They were only a meter or so away on the bed, naked, one on top of the other, passionately engaging in intercourse. Mom was also moving her lower body in response. Unfortunately, due to the angle, I couldn't see their genitals, but I could hear the squelching sound of Dad's penis thrusting in and out of Mom's vagina, the sound of his penis squeezing out the vaginal fluid. Mom's vagina must have been very wet and slippery, otherwise, there wouldn't have been that sound. Dad was kneading Mom's breasts; I could see that her brown nipples were already erect. Their desire was burning intensely, completely absorbed in their passionate lovemaking, entwined and reluctant to part. I never imagined I would witness such a spectacle of intercourse so closely. Mom's eyes were closed, her mouth open, breathing softly. Gradually, Dad's movements increased in intensity. Suddenly, he trembled, then collapsed onto Mom, panting heavily. Just as Dad ejaculated, I saw Mom's toes clench and unclench as if electrocuted, seemingly exhausted as well. She let out a long sigh, both of them panting heavily. Ten seconds later, Mom kissed Dad's cheek, and Dad turned away... He came over and kissed my mother passionately on the lips. This was the first time I had ever seen a couple kiss so openly. It lasted almost a minute, the sounds of their kissing and teeth clashing were deafening. When they parted, their tongues were still connected by a strand of saliva. My mother then smiled and whispered something to my father, her hands roaming and stroking his back. They lay there like that for a few minutes, then my father rolled over to his side—right in front of me—completely blocking my mother's genitals! I saw him remove the condom from his limp penis, wrap it in toilet paper, and throw it away. Once under the bed, Mom turned to her side, took the toilet paper Dad had brought from the bedside table, tore off a piece, and wiped her genitals. Unfortunately, Dad still blocked her view. Then, supporting her head with one hand, she reached down to Dad's lower abdomen and stroked his pubic hair and limp penis with the other. Dad pulled Mom into a hug, grabbed her breast with one hand, and they shared another passionate kiss. Afterward, they covered themselves with the blanket and went to sleep, as they usually took a nap. My heart pounding, I felt unsatisfied and stood by the door for a long time, making sure they were indeed asleep. Then I went back to my room to savor the memory of Dad... Mom was masturbating happily after their sex session. But I guessed that one time probably wouldn't make up for all the "homework" they'd missed, so I planned to spy on them again that night. That evening, Mom went to bed early, and Dad didn't return to his bedroom until after midnight. As soon as he entered the room, I heard the door lock. I immediately went to the door, but the light immediately went off. In my frustration, I quickly heard them whispering, then the sounds of kissing, followed by the sound of a condom being torn, heavy breathing, and the sounds of their bodies colliding. Seven or eight minutes later… The dark, gloomy sounds amplified (reaching a climax), and after the sounds of tearing paper and wiping subsided, everything returned to calm. That night, I reflected on the unprecedented gains of the entire day. My parents' most private moments were almost completely exposed to me, but I felt no sense of wrongdoing amidst my joy. I knew my parents were doing something normal and legal, and their image in my mind remained unchanged. On the contrary, I felt happy for my parents' love for each other. Their sexual happiness provided me with a direct opportunity for sex education, wasn't that great? However, I still regret not having seen my mother's genitals, so... I wondered if they were doing it in the morning. So, in the early hours of the next day, as dawn broke, I went to their bedroom door again. Through the crack in the door, I saw in the dim morning light that the blankets were falling loosely, but their upper bodies were exposed. Clearly, neither the day nor the night had exhausted their passion. The father was on top of the mother, who was embracing him, kissing him frequently. The father moved to the mother's neck, kissing and kneading her breasts. The mother's eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, showing a very intoxicated expression. Her lower body was covered by the blanket, but the twitching was not uncomfortable. After a while, he... They rolled over, Mom straddling Dad, her breasts trembling with each thrust of Dad's penis into her vagina. A moment later, they rolled over again, Dad dominating once more. In the dim morning light, Mom and Dad made love on the bed! The weather was wonderful!! After about ten minutes, Dad's thrusts quickened, and suddenly he shuddered violently; I knew he had ejaculated. Mom let out a soft moan; this must be a woman's orgasm, right? Dad leaned down, both of them panting heavily, then shared a passionate kiss. After a while, Mom got up and sat up, spreading her legs... The door was facing me directly, and for the first time, I saw my mother's genitals clearly, the first time I'd ever seen real female genitalia. My mother's pubic hair was sparse, her labia majora were thin, and her labia minora were slightly dark. All her labia were everted and very moist from the close contact with my father's penis. A little white fluid was flowing from her vaginal opening; clearly, my father had ejaculated directly into her vagina! No condom was used during this intercourse! My mother tore off a piece of toilet paper, folded it, and placed it between her legs (obviously to prevent the semen from flowing back and soiling her underwear), then put on her underwear and nightgown and came out. I quickly moved away, pretending nothing had happened. Yeah, actually I was so impulsive I almost fainted. Later, I noticed many similar situations, and I figured they seemed to have sex in the early morning, or maybe once before bed and once before waking up. But one time was particularly unusual. One night, I'm a very alert sleeper, and in my drowsy state, I heard a rhythmic banging on the door. The sound seemed to be coming from my parents' room, so I got up to investigate. I saw a flickering light in their room, which was definitely the TV light. That's when I understood the purpose of those pornographic videos. But why was the door making the noise? I excitedly went through… Through the crack in the door, I could only vaguely see their lower bodies, just the thickness of a door. They were making love against the door! So close, I could hear my mother's panting, "Mmm... mmm mmm mmm." On one side of the door, my mother and father were having sex standing up, watching the television screen. On the other side, I was eavesdropping. Just a door! Soon, they pulled away from the door. My father helped my mother to the corner of the bed and continued thrusting into her from behind. My mother occasionally turned away from the television. She gripped the sheets at the corner of the bed, her breasts trembling with my father's thrusts. In the dim light, her expression was indescribable—a mixture of contentment and a burning desire for her father. This was so different from my mother's usual demeanor. Her students would never witness their teacher's beauty at this moment, but I could witness it. Dad ejaculated, and fearing they would come out, I nervously darted back to my room. Sure enough, Mom came out. Through the crack in my half-open door, I saw her completely naked. Judging from the sound, she had only urinated a little. I immediately recalled the sex books on their bedside table that mentioned not using contraception.After intercourse, women can wash away some of the semen by urinating, so it seems they didn't use a condom again. After she left, the lights went out. I couldn't sleep that night. The next day, I asked innocently, "What happened last night? You woke me up." My mother immediately started rambling incoherently, while my father just smiled and said nothing. Back then, my father would often travel for work, so I would frequently take the opportunity to sleep with my mother. She always indulged me and never objected. Since we slept at opposite ends of the bed, I always wanted to use a flashlight to look at her genitals from under the covers while she was asleep, but she always wore underwear, so I couldn't see anything. As for doing anything inappropriate, I really didn't dare. One night, my father returned from his trip, arriving by train at that time. My mother got up to unpack his luggage. My father's business trip was only for 7 or 8 days. Seeing that I was already asleep in their bed, she didn't wake me up. Actually, I had been woken up, but I was just pretending to be asleep. As I expected, after a brief flurry of activity, I seemed to hear my mother whisper to my father, "Let's get this done." Afterwards, I half-closed my eyes and watched as she took a condom from where they kept it under the bed where I was lying, and then went back to my room with my dad. Then I heard the sound of her cries. I figured they were definitely going to have another round; absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? But this time, they did it on my bed. I immediately got excited, got up from the window, and quietly walked to my bedroom door. I pressed my ear against the door, and there they were, making love passionately, moaning and the sounds of their bodies colliding. About half an hour later, I went back to bed, and my mom just opened the door and came back to sleep with me… In the morning, when I got up and went to my room, I was both amused and exasperated to find my mom's pink bra still draped over my head… and a lot of wet, used toilet paper on the floor. Every time I watched my mom and dad's live sex show, I couldn't help but go back to my room, tear off a piece of toilet paper, and masturbate with gusto, imagining that the person who was penetrating my mom wasn't my dad, but me. My mom and dad's sex life was so frequent that I noticed many boxes of condoms under their bed, under the mattress, and even under the pillows. Sometimes there were used condoms and toilet paper lying on the floor under the bed, obviously forgotten to be cleaned up. I once picked up a used condom and examined it; the semen inside was my dad's milky white semen, and the outer liquid must have been my mom's vaginal lubrication. It was slippery and watery, and when I licked it, it didn't have any special smell.Judging from the reduced number of condoms they use, I know they have sex at least 4 to 5 times a week. Of course, the number of times they have sex without condoms is impossible to count, but it's definitely on weekends! Their sex life seems quite traditional; they don't vary much in positions. I've only ever seen the father on top, or the mother on top, sometimes rear-entry, but it's not as exaggerated as in porn or novels. I've never seen them perform oral sex. These experiences are from the last century; my mother was under 40 then. Imagine seeing my mother naked in bed, displaying a woman's deepest, most hidden side—sex—in front of her son. It was so different from her usual strictness and composure; it was incredibly exciting! Because our house underwent renovations, the room layout no longer suited our needs, eliminating the possibility of spying. I thought the chance to witness my parents' passionate sex was gone forever, and that happy childhood would never return. But recently, my renewed curiosity about my parents' sex life triggered an unexpected and significant change. A hidden camera I got from a friend became my new means of spying. Did they still have sex? Were they still as passionate and enchanting as before? I desperately needed to know the answer! I installed this little device in an inconspicuous corner of their bedroom. The footage captured by Lang Lingqing could be directly transmitted to my computer. And so, one summer night last year, I saw the scene I hadn't seen for many years on the screen. Under the bedside lamp, my mother was already in bed, and my father followed her in, immediately pulling off his underwear and taking out a blue and white towel. I quickly got aroused; they were definitely about to start. Seeing him pull back the thin blanket, my mother turned around and took off her pink nightgown, bra, and underwear, leaving her completely naked. The angle of the camera to the bed was about 15 degrees, so my mother's naked body was clearly visible. Compared to before, my mother's lower abdomen was a little plumper, but her breasts were still as full, and her areolas were even redder than before. She took the towel from my father and placed it under her buttocks. The pubic hair between her thighs seemed to have increased compared to my memory. Then Dad climbed on top of her, and after a brief kiss and hug, he immediately penetrated her. The angle he'd set beforehand was perfect! Mom's legs were wide open, and Dad's penis was clearly visible as it thrust in and out of her. I excitedly started masturbating; being able to directly see their intimate parts was a long-held dream! They remained in that position for about five minutes before Dad stopped, pulling out his penis with some semen. Mom used a towel placed under her buttocks to wipe her own genitals, and also cleaned Dad's now limp penis. I didn't see her climax; it all seemed like a routine procedure. Then they threw the towel under the bed, turned off the lights, and went to sleep. That night I couldn't sleep... After that, I monitored Ken's parents every day, but after half a month, I only saw them have sex four times. Once, they even turned off the lights just before penetration, but the video had already been recorded. I kept watching the video of my parents having sex repeatedly, zooming in and watching it in slow motion, masturbating over and over again. Seventeen days after the first time I watched my parents' sex tape, on August 14th, a day I will never forget. That night, I came back from a gathering with friends around 10 pm. As soon as I entered the house, I felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. My parents were sitting quietly in the living room, the TV was off. "You're back?" "Come over here," my dad said in a low voice, sounding somewhat dissatisfied. What could it be? I felt uneasy. As soon as I entered the living room, I saw my parents staring at me. When I saw the hidden camera and its wires on the table, I instantly collapsed. What is this thing? When Mom asked, my mind went completely blank, as if it had exploded. I thought it was a dream, and I wished it were a dream, but it was all real. I hung my head, speechless, unable to face the immense embarrassment and shame of this night. What could I say? What could I explain or defend? "We even found a video of us on your computer..." (Mom seemed to hesitate at this point) "That video." "You little brat, what kind of device did you find?" Dad asked. I remained silent, still regretting why I hadn't put the webcam away during the day, why I hadn't password-protected the computer, and even more foolishly, why I had left the video files directly on the desktop! "Your mom accidentally discovered this device while cleaning the room today. Why did you use this device to spy on us?" I remained silent. (After a few minutes of silence, Mom spoke: "Son, you're an adult now. It's understandable that you're curious or even desire things between men and women, but it's wrong to use such rudimentary methods to acquire this knowledge. Perhaps it's also your father's fault for not teaching or advising you on this aspect more than a lifetime. We also have a responsibility for your mistakes. Luckily, you did it at home; if you did it outside, you could be breaking the law and facing legal consequences!" Hearing Mom say this, I finally couldn't help but feel tears welling up in my eyes. Mom and Dad, I'm sorry… Actually, I've been secretly watching you since I was little. I was just immature and very curious about you.) Today, I'm still feeling this way because of nostalgia for my childhood. I want to see you two as loving as before, and I want to know if you're still as happy as you were… Mom and Dad exchanged glances. Mom said, "Don't cry. Your dad and I are both highly educated people. We have a mature understanding of sex. Besides, you're an adult now, so we don't need to hide anything anymore. So, when was the first time you saw your dad and me having sex?" Probably in middle school. How many times? I don't remember. What did you feel after seeing it? I… This was completely unexpected. At the time, besides shame, I really didn't know what to do. "Okay, do you masturbate often?" Dad asked me directly. "Don't be embarrassed, I've already told you, and you've seen it, are you still embarrassed?" "No, I haven't found a girlfriend yet?" "No, not yet. Then go take a shower and go to sleep." After saying that, my parents got up and went back to their bedroom. After I finished showering, I was still ashamed and hadn't recovered from what had just happened. I really wanted to dig a hole and crawl into it, never to come out again. Suddenly, I heard Mom call us to our room. I lowered my head and went into their bedroom. I saw my parents sitting on the bed. My mother was wearing a nightgown and had even put on makeup. Under the light, she looked dignified and beautiful, with a rosy complexion. She said, "Son, I and..." Your dad said, "Let's discuss this. We've already said we're an open family. It was our oversight not to give you proper sex education before, and we admit that's a big mistake. But it's not that we're afraid of the topic or intentionally avoiding it. Now that things have progressed this far, we want to make it up to you in a more open way." Dad continued, "This year marks our 21st wedding anniversary. I'm 47, and your mom is 46. We've always wanted to commemorate it in a way. Perfect timing, son, you're not an outsider. Why don't you use this DV camera to film a loving moment between your mom and me?" What?! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "So...you two are going to...do that in front of me?" I asked, utterly astonished. "Heh, these days a lot of couples film their sex lives, but there has to be a third person, and we don't trust anyone else." "But you'll have to take your clothes off too, otherwise we'll feel pressured," my mother said. In an instant, the situation escalated like a rollercoaster, making me feel like I was about to faint. So, I stupidly picked up the DV camera and pointed it at my parents on the bed. They told me to press rec to start recording, and then they started hugging and kissing. At this point, I felt incredibly embarrassed, my face burning hot. Then my father put his hand inside my mother's robe and... Looking at my mother's breasts, clad in a white bra, I pulled off her robe, removed the left bra, and continued unbuckling her belt until she was only wearing a bra half-dangling from her chest and white panties. Then, my father helped my mother lie down and gently removed her panties. He then told me to stop, "Son, you need to take yours off too." My mouth was dry; the shyness I felt earlier had been washed away by primal desire. Seeing my parents lying completely naked before me, I quickly stripped off all my clothes, pulled down my panties, and my penis was fully erect in front of my mother. She glanced at my penis, slightly embarrassed... I was timid, perhaps because my size was far inferior to my father's. Dad continued, and I canceled the pause. My parents then began to caress and kiss each other completely naked, the sounds of their kisses filling the air. I held the DV camera in both hands, the lens following Dad's hands and tongue as they roamed over Mom's body. I saw her eyes closed in enjoyment, her neck, her back arched, her breasts still rosy, her lower abdomen, and the pubic hair glistening with Dad's saliva… I realized I was almost at my limit. No AV could stimulate my desire as much as the raw beauty before me; my penis was already swollen to its limit. Mom… She rolled over and pinned her father beneath her, beginning to kiss him. From his large mouth to his chest and then to his erect penis, oh my god! I'd never seen them perform oral sex before. Mom, on top, fell back down, and the two quickly assumed a 69 position. I rushed closer to take close-up photos: Mom held Dad's penis in her hand, swallowing the glans, while Dad forcefully sucked on Mom's clitoris and vaginal opening, sweetly licking her already erect clitoris with his tongue. The vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina had already trickled down his face and onto the light blue bedspread. Mom moaned softly, while also diligently swallowing Dad's penis. After ten minutes of foreplay and oral sex, Dad turned over and pinned Mom down again.He spread his mother's legs and thrust in. I immediately focused the camera on his mother's wet vulva, zooming in to lock onto her slightly parted vaginal opening. He entered! The vaginal fluid overflowed her parted labia, flowing down her buttocks and onto the sheets. My father slowly thrust in and out, squeezing out even more of my mother's fluid, which glistened on the DV screen. My parents seemed to be oblivious to my presence as they made love, yet it also seemed as if my presence amplified their pleasure. I had secretly watched them make love as a child, but now they were actively performing for me right in front of us. Time flies, and it's truly poignant. Mom moaned with her eyes closed, Dad panted, their kisses brief, their positions shifting—from the traditional missionary to the woman-on-top, then rear-entry. Dad's thrusts quickened, watching Mom's breasts tremble in mid-air; her high, upturned buttocks; listening to the slapping sounds of their bodies colliding, wet and glistening like splashing water; the squelching sound of Dad's penis thrusting in and out of Mom's overflowing vagina, so wet, like a spring; Mom's moans, soft and weak; I really couldn't take it anymore! Eighteen minutes passed, and finally, Dad began thrusting faster from behind, ejaculating inside Mom's vagina seconds later. He pulled out his penis, panting, and lay down. I immediately zoomed in on Mom's genitals, which were already overflowing with various bodily fluids. Semen mixed with her vaginal fluids flowed from her vaginal opening, dripping slowly down her pubic hair onto the sheets, making a large wet patch on the bed (they didn't use a towel to keep the image clean). Then Dad embraced Mom, and the two kissed tenderly, their lips pressed together, their tongues licking and sucking each other for over a minute. "I love you," Mom said, looking at Dad affectionately. "I love you too," Dad replied... "You can stop now," Dad gestured. They separated, and Mom looked at me... An uncontrollable expression made me put down the DV camera. I pressed the stop button, my whole body trembling, my face flushed, but I felt immense relief and happiness at the final, touching scene of my parents. Then my father said, "You and your mother can make love as a man and a woman. I know you can't resist; no man can resist." Hearing this, I rushed towards my mother without thinking. Sexual instinct had completely consumed my thoughts. I pinned her down, foolishly kissing and caressing her, from her large breasts to her genitals, to between her legs… My father lay beside her, watching as if observing. My mother's body was burning hot, just like mine, her flushed face showing some embarrassment, after all, she was making love to someone else—her own son—in front of her husband. I aimed my penis at her wet vagina and inserted it into her body. In that instant… It meant I had returned to my mother's body, which I hadn't seen for 20 years. My penis was protected by her wet, hot vaginal walls. I began to thrust, my hands tightly gripping her breasts. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and draped her legs over my back, moaning softly with each of my somewhat rough thrusts. Just like that, I was having sex with my mother in front of my father. The dreamlike feeling was strangely real. My blood was boiling, but I ejaculated in less than a minute, all of it inside my mother's vagina. I had given my first time to my mother right in front of my father. I collapsed onto my mother, panting. My mother kissed my lips and said it was normal for the first time. She immediately lost her earlier shyness and continued, "But remember to use condoms when you have sex with your girlfriend in the future. I had surgery on my uterus a few years ago..." "Part of it has been removed, so you won't get pregnant. That means you and your dad can ejaculate directly into my vagina." She pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen and said to me. I pulled out my penis and looked at my mother's wet, swirling vulva. Her pink labia minora and vaginal opening were slightly parted. The semen I had ejaculated inside mixed with my father's semen, and even more vaginal fluid gushed out, making her entire vulva appear crystal clear. I couldn't help but bring my lips to kiss her pool again. She stroked my head and said, "This is where you were born." At this moment, I had completely lost my shyness and hesitation, and directly asked my mother, "I remember you didn't have this much pubic hair before. It seems to be more now." "The surgery requires skin preparation, which means shaving all the hair. After that one shave, the hair naturally grew back more. How come?" "You saw Mom here before?" "Yes, you two were so sexually active back then. I often peeked at you having sex through a crack in the door. Once, after you and Dad finished, you spread your legs and faced the door, and I saw it. It's been seven years and I still remember. I also know where you keep your condoms, what brand you use, and sometimes you leave used condoms under the bed and forget to clean them up. And I watched all the porn you hid!" I happily revealed all the secrets and felt incredibly satisfied. "You little rascal! You bad boy!" Mom and Dad said simultaneously. "Looks like I don't need to teach you anything. You saw everything you should and shouldn't know back then." Haha, I was just concerned about you. With such a strong sex drive, I could tell you went at least twice a week by counting the condoms. And that doesn't even include the many times I saw you... "We didn't use condoms during my safe period, that's what you count. Your dad and I love each other so much that we have sex so often, understand?" Mom said. "Yes, no wonder they say a fulfilling sex life is a guarantee of a happy marriage. I haven't seen you two argue much over the years." "But you have sex much less now, do you not want to anymore?" I asked. "When you were born, your mom and I had sex at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha, but now that we're older, it's just the way it is, it's normal." "But your mom still wants more," Dad said proudly but helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly again, my desire quickly reigniting. After saying that, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her again. I tried different positions and angles, and then, three times in a row, Mom... Mom ejaculated inside me, and she was also in a state of heightened arousal. While I was penetrating her, she was sucking on Dad's penis. I ejaculated, and Dad, aroused, took over. She then turned to give me oral sex, and after Dad ejaculated, I continued to penetrate her, not giving her a chance to catch her breath. On the fifth round, Mom climaxed. She was driven to the brink of ecstasy by the two of us, her breasts swelling and her face flushing. With each orgasm, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid and semen gushing from Mom's vagina, combined with our sweat, made the entire bedsheet almost completely dry. So the three of us tore off the bedsheet and continued to enjoy the physical ecstasy. Dad and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we used our fingers to stimulate Mom's G-spot. (The first time...) My mother, having reached her G-spot climax, groaned loudly, her vaginal fluids gushing out. Around 2 AM, she became thirsty from the excessive fluids and sweat, so I got up to get water for everyone to replenish their fluids and took a short rest… The rest of the night was spent immersed in a sea of sex, enjoying pure sexual pleasure. The next morning, we woke up around 10 AM. Looking at each other naked, we made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided my mother is physically comfortable, I can have sex with her moderately at home until I graduate from university, to address my masturbation and my father's inability to satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I once again had morning sex in front of my father."I love you too," Dad replied... "You can stop now," Dad gestured. The two separated. Mom, seeing my uncontrollable expression, told me to put down the DV. I pressed the stop button, already trembling all over, my face flushed, but I felt incredibly gratified and happy at this final, touching moment with my parents. Then Dad said, "You and your mom can make love as a man and a woman. I know you can't resist; no man can resist." Hearing this, I rushed towards Mom without thinking. Sexual instinct had completely taken over my mind. I pinned Mom down, foolishly kissing and caressing her, from her large breasts to her genitals, to between her legs... Dad lay beside her, watching as if observing. Mom's body was also burning hot, her flushed face showing some embarrassment, after all, she was making love with someone else—her own son—in front of her husband. I aimed my penis at her wet vagina and inserted it into her body. In that instant, it meant I had returned to my mother's body, which I hadn't seen for 20 years. My penis was protected by the wet, hot walls of her vagina. I began to thrust, my hands tightly gripping her breasts. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and draped her legs over my back, moaning softly with each of my somewhat rough thrusts. Just like that, I was having sex with my mother in front of my father. The dreamlike, ethereal feeling was strangely real. My blood was boiling, but I ejaculated in less than a minute, all of it inside my mother's vagina. And so, in front of my father, I gave my first time to my mother. I collapsed onto my mother, panting. She kissed my lips and said it was normal for the first time. Her earlier shyness vanished, and she continued, "But remember to use condoms when you have sex with your girlfriend in the future. I had surgery a year ago to remove part of my uterus, so I won't get pregnant. That's why you and your father can ejaculate directly into my vagina." She pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen as she spoke. I pulled out my penis and looked at my mother's wet, swollen vulva, her pink labia minora and vaginal opening slightly closed. The semen I ejaculated mixed with my father's semen, and even more vaginal fluid gushed out, making her entire perineum appear crystal clear. I couldn't help but bring my lips to kiss this pool of fluid again, and she stroked my head, saying, "This is where you were born." At this moment, I had completely lost my shyness and worries, and directly asked, "Mom, I remember you didn't have this much pubic hair before, but it seems to be more now?" "The surgery requires skin preparation, which means shaving all the hair. After that one shave, the hair naturally grew back thicker, so how come..." "You've seen Mom here before?" "Yes, you two were so into your trendy hobbies. I often peeked at you having sex through a crack in the door. Once, after you and Dad finished, you spread your legs and faced the door, and I saw it. It's been seven years and I still remember. I even know where you keep your condoms and what brand you use. Sometimes you leave used condoms under the bed and forget to clean them up. And I watched all the porn you hid!" I felt incredibly satisfied revealing all your secrets. You little rascal! You bad boy! Dad... Mom added, "Looks like I don't need to teach you anything. You've already seen everything you should and shouldn't know back then, haha. I'm just concerned about you two. Your sex drives were so strong back then; I could tell you went at least twice a week by counting the condoms. And that doesn't even include the many times I saw you didn't use condoms—those were my safe periods. Your dad and I loved each other, that's why we had so much sex, understand?" Mom said. "Yes, no wonder they say a fulfilling sex life is a guarantee of a happy marriage. I've never seen you two argue much over the years. But you..." "You two have sex much less these days, is it because you don't want to anymore?" I asked. "Back when you were born, your mom and I did it at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha, but now that we're older, it's just how it is, it's natural." "But your mom still wants quite a lot," Dad said proudly but helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly again, my desire quickly reigniting. After saying that, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her again. I experimented with different positions and angles, the second time, the third time... My mother ejaculated inside me, and she was also highly aroused. While I was penetrating her, she was sucking on my father's penis. I ejaculated, and my father, aroused, took over. She then turned to give me oral sex, and after my father ejaculated, I continued to penetrate her, not giving her a chance to breathe. On the fifth round, my mother climaxed. She was driven to the brink of ecstasy by both of us, her breasts swelling even more, her face flushed even more. With each orgasm, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid, semen, and our sweat gushed from her vagina. The bedspreads were practically completely dry, so the three of us ripped them off and continued to indulge in physical pleasure. My dad and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we inserted our fingers into Mom's vagina to stimulate her G-spot. Mom, experiencing her first G-spot orgasm, moaned loudly, and vaginal fluid gushed out. Around 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty due to the excessive vaginal fluid and sweat, so I got up to pour water for everyone to replenish their fluids and took a short break… …Then, our whole family immersed ourselves in a sea of sex all night, enjoying pure sexual pleasure. When we woke up the next day, it was already past 10 a.m. We looked at each other's naked bodies and made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided that my mother is not in any physical discomfort, I can have sex with her in moderation while I am at home until I graduate from university, in order to solve my masturbation problem and the problem that my father cannot satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I had morning sex again in front of my father."I love you too," Dad replied... "You can stop now," Dad gestured. The two separated. Mom, seeing my uncontrollable expression, told me to put down the DV. I pressed the stop button, already trembling all over, my face flushed, but I felt incredibly gratified and happy at this final, touching moment with my parents. Then Dad said, "You and your mom can make love as a man and a woman. I know you can't resist; no man can resist." Hearing this, I rushed towards Mom without thinking. Sexual instinct had completely taken over my mind. I pinned Mom down, foolishly kissing and caressing her, from her large breasts to her genitals, to between her legs... Dad lay beside her, watching as if observing. Mom's body was also burning hot, her flushed face showing some embarrassment, after all, she was making love with someone else—her own son—in front of her husband. I aimed my penis at her wet vagina and inserted it into her body. In that instant, it meant I had returned to my mother's body, which I hadn't seen for 20 years. My penis was protected by the wet, hot walls of her vagina. I began to thrust, my hands tightly gripping her breasts. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and draped her legs over my back, moaning softly with each of my somewhat rough thrusts. Just like that, I was having sex with my mother in front of my father. The dreamlike, ethereal feeling was strangely real. My blood was boiling, but I ejaculated in less than a minute, all of it inside my mother's vagina. And so, in front of my father, I gave my first time to my mother. I collapsed onto my mother, panting. She kissed my lips and said it was normal for the first time. Her earlier shyness vanished, and she continued, "But remember to use condoms when you have sex with your girlfriend in the future. I had surgery a year ago to remove part of my uterus, so I won't get pregnant. That's why you and your father can ejaculate directly into my vagina." She pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen as she spoke. I pulled out my penis and looked at my mother's wet, swollen vulva, her pink labia minora and vaginal opening slightly closed. The semen I ejaculated mixed with my father's semen, and even more vaginal fluid gushed out, making her entire perineum appear crystal clear. I couldn't help but bring my lips to kiss this pool of fluid again, and she stroked my head, saying, "This is where you were born." At this moment, I had completely lost my shyness and worries, and directly asked, "Mom, I remember you didn't have this much pubic hair before, but it seems to be more now?" "The surgery requires skin preparation, which means shaving all the hair. After that one shave, the hair naturally grew back thicker, so how come..." "You've seen Mom here before?" "Yes, you two were so into your trendy hobbies. I often peeked at you having sex through a crack in the door. Once, after you and Dad finished, you spread your legs and faced the door, and I saw it. It's been seven years and I still remember. I even know where you keep your condoms and what brand you use. Sometimes you leave used condoms under the bed and forget to clean them up. And I watched all the porn you hid!" I felt incredibly satisfied revealing all your secrets. You little rascal! You bad boy! Dad... Mom added, "Looks like I don't need to teach you anything. You've already seen everything you should and shouldn't know back then, haha. I'm just concerned about you two. Your sex drives were so strong back then; I could tell you went at least twice a week by counting the condoms. And that doesn't even include the many times I saw you didn't use condoms—those were my safe periods. Your dad and I loved each other, that's why we had so much sex, understand?" Mom said. "Yes, no wonder they say a fulfilling sex life is a guarantee of a happy marriage. I've never seen you two argue much over the years. But you..." "You two have sex much less these days, is it because you don't want to anymore?" I asked. "Back when you were born, your mom and I did it at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha, but now that we're older, it's just how it is, it's natural." "But your mom still wants quite a lot," Dad said proudly but helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly again, my desire quickly reigniting. After saying that, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her again. I experimented with different positions and angles, the second time, the third time... My mother ejaculated inside me, and she was also highly aroused. While I was penetrating her, she was sucking on my father's penis. I ejaculated, and my father, aroused, took over. She then turned to give me oral sex, and after my father ejaculated, I continued to penetrate her, not giving her a chance to breathe. On the fifth round, my mother climaxed. She was driven to the brink of ecstasy by both of us, her breasts swelling even more, her face flushed even more. With each orgasm, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid, semen, and our sweat gushed from her vagina. The bedspreads were practically completely dry, so the three of us ripped them off and continued to indulge in physical pleasure. My dad and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we inserted our fingers into Mom's vagina to stimulate her G-spot. Mom, experiencing her first G-spot orgasm, moaned loudly, and vaginal fluid gushed out. Around 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty due to the excessive vaginal fluid and sweat, so I got up to pour water for everyone to replenish their fluids and took a short break… …Then, our whole family immersed ourselves in a sea of sex all night, enjoying pure sexual pleasure. When we woke up the next day, it was already past 10 a.m. We looked at each other's naked bodies and made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided that my mother is not in any physical discomfort, I can have sex with her in moderation while I am at home until I graduate from university, in order to solve my masturbation problem and the problem that my father cannot satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I had morning sex again in front of my father.We've had arguments before. But you two have sex much less now, don't you want to anymore? I asked. When you were born, your mother and I did it at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha, but now that we're older, it's just how it is, it's the natural order. But your mother still wants a lot," Dad said proudly and helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly, my lust quickly reigniting within me. After I finished speaking, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her again. I experimented with different positions and angles, ejaculating inside Mom three times in succession. Mom was also highly aroused, sucking on Dad's penis while I was penetrating her. I ejaculated, and Dad, aroused, took over, and she turned to give me oral sex. Dad ejaculated, and I continued penetrating, not giving Mom a chance to breathe. On the fifth round, Mom climaxed. She was driven to the brink of ecstasy by my father and me, her breasts swelling and her face flushing even more. With each orgasm, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid and semen gushing from Mom's vagina, combined with our sweat, had soaked the entire bedsheet. So the three of us tore off the bedsheet and continued to indulge in physical pleasure. My father and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we used our fingers to stimulate Mom's G-spot. For the first time, Mom experienced a G-spot orgasm, moaning loudly as vaginal fluid gushed out. Around 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty from the excessive fluid and sweat, so I got up to get her some water. We went home to rehydrate and rest a bit... Then the whole night was spent immersed in a sea of sex, enjoying pure sexual pleasure. When we woke up the next morning, it was already past 10 a.m. Looking at each other's naked bodies, we made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided my mother is physically comfortable, I can have sex with her moderately at home until I graduate from university, to resolve my masturbation issues and my father's inability to satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I had morning sex again in front of my father.We've had arguments before. But you two have sex much less now, don't you want to anymore? I asked. When you were born, your mother and I did it at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha, but now that we're older, it's just how it is, it's the natural order. But your mother still wants a lot," Dad said proudly and helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly, my lust quickly reigniting within me. After I finished speaking, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her again. I experimented with different positions and angles, ejaculating inside Mom three times in succession. Mom was also highly aroused, sucking on Dad's penis while I was penetrating her. I ejaculated, and Dad, aroused, took over, and she turned to give me oral sex. Dad ejaculated, and I continued penetrating, not giving Mom a chance to breathe. On the fifth round, Mom climaxed. She was driven to the brink of ecstasy by my father and me, her breasts swelling and her face flushing even more. With each orgasm, the copious amounts of vaginal fluid and semen gushing from Mom's vagina, combined with our sweat, had soaked the entire bedsheet. So the three of us tore off the bedsheet and continued to indulge in physical pleasure. My father and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we used our fingers to stimulate Mom's G-spot. For the first time, Mom experienced a G-spot orgasm, moaning loudly as vaginal fluid gushed out. Around 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty from the excessive fluid and sweat, so I got up to get her some water. We went home to rehydrate and rest a bit... Then the whole night was spent immersed in a sea of sex, enjoying pure sexual pleasure. When we woke up the next morning, it was already past 10 a.m. Looking at each other's naked bodies, we made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided my mother is physically comfortable, I can have sex with her moderately at home until I graduate from university, to resolve my masturbation issues and my father's inability to satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I had morning sex again in front of my father.

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