A classic work on incest.

One day ,
I was really desperate to pee. So I ran to the toilet while pulling down my pants. When I got there, I had already pulled my rock-hard penis out of my pants. I was about to pee, head down,
holding my penis. Oh my god! My mother was inside. I saw her skirt was lifted up and tucked into her waistband, her underwear pulled down to her knees, her legs spread wide.
A stream of white urine was spraying out from a patch of dark pubic hair. My mother looked at me and asked if I needed to pee. I didn't know how to answer.
My mother said, "If you really need to, just pee over here. I'll move over a little." As she spoke, my mother moved over a little. Since my mother said so, I decided to pee.
I grabbed my rock-hard penis and tried to hold it down, thinking I could finally relax. But this only made it worse. At first, I could hold it down,
but when I thought about the scene I had just seen of my mother's dark pubic hair mixed with white urine, I couldn't hold it down anymore. So the urine splashed
all over Mom; it was all over her bottom. I was stunned. I thought Mom was going to be angry this time. But Mom didn't say anything, she just quickly grabbed some paper, wiped
her bottom a couple of times, stood up beside me, pulled up her underwear, and went out into the house. I, however, stood there in the bathroom, bewildered by what had just happened
. After a while, I went back into the house and Mom wasn't there. I went to the back of the house and heard the sound of water; I knew Mom was taking a bath. Suddenly, I felt a surge of curiosity
(to peek at Mom bathing). In our countryside, the bathroom was a very simple, open-air space enclosed by bamboo. This made it easy for me. I tiptoed
over and peeked through the gaps. Mom had such a great figure! How come I'd never noticed before? Maybe it's because Mom doesn't like to dress up. My mother was wearing a
transparent bathrobe, bending over and standing there, her entire buttocks exposed before my eyes. Those large, white, and perfectly round breasts were so alluring, they made my
muscles tense, and I almost ejaculated! ...Suddenly, my mother glanced in my direction. Startled, I quickly ran back into the room, unsure what to do. A dozen minutes
later, my mother came into the room and went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner, while I remained anxious and uneasy. I only came to my senses when my mother called me to eat. I thought maybe she hadn't noticed
me peeking, and that I was just feeling guilty. So we ate in silence, my eyes avoiding hers. I quickly finished dinner and rushed
back to my room to do my homework, leaving my mother alone in the kitchen and living room tidying up. Thinking about everything I had seen that day, I slowly fell asleep. After that, I often fantasized about my mother's
body, masturbating while recalling the patch of dark, downy pubic hair on her genitals. Sigh! I wonder what a woman's genitals really look like? From then on, I
liked to snuggle into my mother's arms, ostensibly to be affectionate, but actually to take advantage of her. Of course, my mother didn't know what I was doing and didn't mind. Then
summer vacation came, and my older sister came back with friends. I used to sleep in the same room as my sister, but now that her friends were here, I had to
sleep in my mother's room. That's how what happened next occurred. I remember one night, after I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and returned to bed, I noticed that my mother's loose underwear was
swaying in the breeze from the fan. In the dim light, the dark shadow of her genitals was vaguely visible. I knelt down beside her thighs and stared for a long time, not daring to touch her for fear
of waking her. I just watched until I felt sleepy, and then I lay back down to sleep. After that, I would often deliberately stay awake at night
, waiting until my mother was sound asleep before pointing the fan at her and peeking at her genitals. But I could only see a few dark, shiny pubic hairs peeking out. From then on,
going to bed at night became the thing I looked forward to most each day, hoping one day to catch a glimpse of my mother's vulva, but the accident never happened. My older sister went to school, and I went
to sleep alone again.

I could no longer sneak peeks, but unexpectedly, I became addicted. I couldn't sleep every night, and sometimes lying in bed, I'd imagine
having sex with a certain girl (usually a TV or movie star), while gently masturbating. Gradually, the woman I fantasized about having sex with while masturbating started appearing to be my mother's face;
I was fantasizing about having sex with my mother. And the frequency of these fantasies increased until finally, I only fantasized about having sex with my mother. Days passed, and I still
often snuggled in my mother's arms, pretending my hands were cold and slipping them inside her coat to warm them, intentionally or unintentionally touching her breasts. The first time I put my hand inside her coat to
touch her breasts, she immediately pushed my hand away and gently scolded me, telling me not to do that. But I never took her scolding to heart, and the next time...

机会再试看看。或许是溺爱或许是烦了妈妈不在拒绝我时常可以隔着衬衣轻抚妈妈的乳房。转眼到了寒假，姐姐回
来了。由于我和姐姐在一个房间，这样我就可以偷看姐姐的阴部了也许还有眼福可以看到姐姐的小屄，真是太爽了！
但是虽然屋里很热，姐姐还是穿长裤睡觉的（夏天姐姐都是穿裙子睡觉的）。真的好想看姐的阴部啊！几天之后我
实在忍不住了，于是决定动手了，动手把姐姐的长裤拉下来，这样就又可以看得到了。当天晚上就在姐姐熟睡之後，
我开始了行动。姐姐的裤子是有松紧带的比较不好拉，不过我还是很小心的用极慢的速度把姐姐的长裤拉下来了。
拉下后（拉到大腿）发觉里面还有内裤，这时姐姐的双腿合着（裤子松紧带的关系，张不开的），也没有电风扇吹
了。怎麽办呢，只好一不做二不休，再把姐姐的内裤一并脱下。这内裤就好脱了，带子一拉，就整个松开了，然後
往下拉就很容易拉下来了，除了臀部外。但是还是看不到什么，因为姐姐的双腿还是合着。不过我也不敢再往下拉
了，因为若要让姐姐的双腿张开的话除非是把裤子整个脱下来，这我可不敢。不过这样已经够好了，因为已经有好
久没看到女人的阴部了。况且还能看见姐姐整片的阴毛，姐姐的阴毛黑黑的细细的好好看，遗憾的是两腿间的那条
细沟只露出了一点点，不过也心满意足了。转念一想反正脱都敢脱了，也就索性摸一下。于是就轻轻的碰了一下姐
姐的阴阜，然後慢慢的把手掌覆盖在突起处轻轻摸着姐姐的屄毛。软软的，细细的，滑滑的，温温的。一个冬天就
这样我脱了好几次姐姐的裤子，但每次都和第一次一样看一看摸一摸，并没有什么，也不知道姐姐到底知不知道我
在偷脱她的裤子，不过心想应该没有，因为姐姐都没有突然醒过来。过完年姐姐走了，我借口妈妈的房间暖和就到
妈妈的房间睡，其实是想偷看。晚上我一上床就开始装睡，没多久妈妈也上床了。不知过了多久，我想妈妈应该熟
睡了吧。于是起来不过什么也看不到，因为妈妈的双腿并不张开。我不敢去搬动妈妈的腿，只好静静的等着看看妈
妈会不会换姿势。等得实在很累，就睡了。第二天晚上终于被我等到了，而且没等多久。妈妈一上床就大八字躺着，
直到熟睡。于是我看到了妈妈的阴部了。因为只能从侧一边看进去，所以看到黑黑一片都是屄毛。不过这样已经让
我够兴奋了，索性躺在妈妈的旁边，边看边打手枪，从此每天晚上就例行公事。直到有一天有些不一样的状况。这
天跟往常一样我装睡，只是这天妈妈很晚才睡。我等了很久，都睡着了。一觉醒来我觉得有点奇怪，妈妈今天怎么
会盖起被子来了。于是我慢慢的从下往上掀起小薄被，原来妈妈还穿了裙子。我心想今天不会有什么了，但还是不
知不觉地轻轻撩起妈妈的裙子，我一看真得傻了眼，原来妈妈没穿内裤。整片阴毛一览无遗的呈现在我面前，妈妈
的屄毛比姐姐的浓密多了而且更黑更亮更诱人。忽然妈妈翻了一下身，吓得我一哆嗦。不过我定神一看顿时心跳加
快，脑子好像一片空白，因为妈妈张开了双脚而且张得蛮开的。我这次看到的不仅仅是阴毛，以前看不到的都看到
了。大小阴唇和一条长长的屄缝，甚至都快看到屁眼了。我瞪着眼仔细地看，因为机会难得，妈妈不是天天都不穿
内裤的。看着看着，我就忍不住伸出手在妈妈的大腿上摸了一下，妈妈没反应。於是我继续摸，妈妈的大腿好滑好
嫩哪。我放大胆子往妈妈的胯下摸，然後停留在妈妈的阴部。我一直把手放在妈妈那两片阴唇上不感动怕吵醒妈妈，
慢慢的感觉，真的好兴奋，鸡鸡都硬起来了。从此以后我就更喜欢往妈妈的怀里钻。天气越来越热，妈妈穿得越来
越少，我可以把手伸到衣服里隔着胸罩抚摸妈妈的胸部，也许妈妈还当我是小孩子吧，并不太反对。我开始有时故

意从背后抱住妈妈把手伸进妈妈的衣服里边摸妈妈的肚子，妈妈还当我在调皮并没在意。其实每次摸的时候我的鸡
巴都会勃起，都会很兴奋。

With my mother's indulgence, I became increasingly bold. After a while, I started reaching under her skirt to touch her. At first, I only dared to touch her
thighs. I remember the first time I reached under her skirt, my mother tapped me on the head and warned me not to. Of course, I didn't give up so easily; I would
try again when I had the chance. I didn't understand why my mother was so indulgent towards me, and I knew that as long as I didn't go too far or rush things, even if I didn't succeed the first time, the second
, the third time... my mother would always give in. At this point, my mother probably wouldn't treat me like a child anymore; I was almost in junior high school, and I was even starting to grow body hair. Slowly,
I stopped just snuggling in my mother's arms and started touching her all over, inside and out. I even started daring to touch her genitals through her underwear. My mother
no longer reacted. The summer vacation between sixth grade and first year of junior high progressed the fastest because my older sister was away. I could spend all day with my mother,
but there were still some annoying neighbors. Of course, I didn't mind when these neighbors occasionally brought homemade steamed buns or dumplings to our house, but most of the
time they were just visiting. Each time they came, they could stay for a morning or an afternoon, and my mother would chat with them while trimming loose threads. Of course, I would
help trim the threads, becoming their natural audience. Then we'd talk about everything under the sun, the necessities of life—rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea—that's all we talked about every day. My favorite thing
was to go to my mother's room and sleep with her during my afternoon nap. I was always happy during my nap because I could then playfully slip my hand
inside her clothes and touch her. My mother wouldn't care what I was doing; she'd just lie in bed and let me touch her, while she slept. But usually, she'd let me touch her to my heart's content
before going to sleep herself. Later, I got bolder and bolder, and I started taking off her clothes. At first, my mother wasn't too keen; when I unbuttoned her clothes, she would always push my
hand away, but I kept going. After a few times, Mom got annoyed and ignored me, so I unbuttoned her blouse. After unbuttoning it, I spread the blouse out and saw
Mom's bare upper body, including her bra. I touched her through the bra for a while, but it wasn't enough, so I forced my hand inside. Mom
initially objected, but after my insistence, she ignored me. Mom's breasts were large and firm, and felt wonderful. I lay down next to Mom and
gently massaged them with one hand. I slowly drifted off to sleep. Days passed like this. Until one day, I lay down next to Mom, put
both hands inside her bra, and gently massaged her breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples and gently drawing circles on them with my fingers.
Mom didn't react; she just lay there peacefully with her eyes closed. I thought that even if I went too far, Mom would only scold me at most, so I hardened my heart,
pulled down the bra straps, and moved the cups aside, exposing her entire breasts. Mom still didn't react, so I thought she had tacitly agreed. I
gently stroked her breasts; they were beautiful, no less than a young girl's. At the same time, one of my hands began to move downwards, slowly reaching her
lower abdomen. Her abdomen was flat and smooth. I gently stroked it, but Mom still didn't react. I was surprised, but didn't think much of it. I thought, "
Since that's the case, I'll just undress her." So I slowly pulled her skirt up from the hem, until it was completely flipped up. Without further ado, I pulled her
underwear down completely, down to her knees. Suddenly, Mom opened her eyes. I was startled, thinking she was angry and might explode. But she
just stared at me without saying a word. I froze (but my other hand didn't stop stroking her breasts), unsure what to do.
Continuing to undress her might really anger her, but backing down felt like a waste. I noticed that my mother's face had become very rosy, and I timidly reached out and touched her
thigh. My mother flinched.

The two of them stared at each other in this stalemate for several minutes. Then Mom closed her eyes and lay back down. I don't know why, but I felt like she wasn't angry
. So I continued what I was doing. I pulled down Mom's underwear completely from her calves, exposing her from the waist down. Fair, smooth skin,
thick, dark pubic hair, long, slender legs. I started by touching Mom's feet, moving upwards and inwards, along the inside of her thighs, all the way to the groin. Then...

My hand was already on my mother's genitals. My heart was pounding; I was excited, but also afraid she would suddenly get angry and throw a tantrum. I didn't know how
much tolerance my mother had, but I wanted to take off all the rest of her clothes. The skirt had an elastic waistband, so it was easy to take off. But I didn't know how to get the bra off; I pulled and
tugged at it but couldn't get it off. Since I couldn't take it off, I decided not to take it off at all. At this moment, I was so excited; my penis was fully erect. I even took off my own clothes
and then lay on top of my mother. I hugged her tightly, feeling her trembling all over, but she felt warm and soft, so comfortable. I put my head
on her shoulder and noticed that her breathing was very rapid. Then my mother opened her eyes again, and this time her expression was very strange, which I couldn't understand. Then
my mother immediately pushed me away from her body. I lay on my side next to my mother, a little nervous, thinking that my mother was probably angry. My mother lay on her side, looking at me. I
felt a little guilty under her gaze, unsure of her next outburst. But then, her gaze slowly moved downwards, and I realized she was looking at my penis. Despite
my nervousness, it remained hard and erect. Then my mother spoke, asking when my penis started getting bigger. I said it
started in fourth grade. She looked at me and said she hadn't realized I'd grown so much. I didn't know if she meant I'd grown up or just my penis. She continued
looking at me and asked if I knew anything about relationships between men and women. Subconsciously, I felt she was asking about sex, so I told her what I knew
. We ended up talking naked for over ten minutes. Then, she suddenly asked what I'd intended to do after I'd just taken off both her clothes and mine
. I blurted out that I wanted to try having sex with her. She paused, saying I shouldn't use such vulgar language, and then
asked why I had such a thought. I told my mom about the porn I was reading in class. She asked what the porn was about, and I gave
her a rough summary of the plot. She said I shouldn't read porn anymore because it was bad for my health. I forget what else we talked about, but I remember her smiling, hugging me, and
saying, "If you have any questions about your body, be sure to ask Mom. You're Mom's child, and Mom will tell you." I felt she agreed,
and then I excitedly rolled over and pressed myself against her, eagerly pressing my penis against her mons pubis. She didn't say anything but closed her eyes. My
penis kept thrusting up and down, and I ejaculated soon after. After ejaculating, I was still hugging her, but she seemed to know I had ejaculated and pushed me
off. I looked down and saw that both my and her lower abdomens were covered in semen. Mom said she was going to take a shower, grabbed her clothes, and left. I lay on the bed,
feeling sleepy because I had just ejaculated. After some time, Mom came back in, already dressed. Mom shook me awake and told me to take a shower before going back to sleep. I really
wanted to sleep, but I went to shower
anyway because my lower abdomen felt sticky and uncomfortable. After showering and getting dressed, I went back to Mom's room. Mom wasn't asleep yet and told me to go to sleep quickly because she had some loose threads to cut in the afternoon. That's how I had my first intimate encounter with Mom. Although it wasn't actual sex, I felt very
close to her, physically close. And afterwards, Mom's tolerance for me increased a lot. That night, I went to bed first. Mom usually finished her chores
before going to bed.

I was almost asleep when Mom came into the bedroom, but I forced myself to stay awake because I wanted to be close to her. When she entered, I
pretended to be asleep with my eyes closed. Mom thought I was asleep and climbed onto the bed to kiss me on the cheek. I don't think Mom had ever kissed me like that before; it was different from when I was little. I
was quite surprised, so I opened my eyes and kissed her back. I originally wanted to kiss her cheek, but I ended up kissing her lips. This time, Mom was startled
, and I was startled too. Not only was I startled, but I also felt some indescribable emotions; I really wanted to kiss Mom again, a real kiss.
Mom paused for a moment, then didn't say anything and lay down to sleep. After Mom was settled, I rolled over and hugged her, then pressed my lips to hers
. At that time, I had no experience with kissing; I had only seen it on TV and in movies, and I didn't know what a French kiss was. I hugged my mom tightly and kissed her again and
again. At first, she struggled a little, but I held her tightly, and she stopped struggling. I kept kissing her until I was satisfied before letting go.

I realized that Mom was holding me tightly too. I let her hold me like that and drifted off to sleep. I slept very soundly
and woke up before dawn. After waking up, I lay back down, and slowly my mind cleared. I also noticed that my penis was hard and erect. Out of habit, I pulled down my pants
and started masturbating. While masturbating, I suddenly remembered what had happened the day before. I thought, "Mom's sleeping right next to me, why am I masturbating like this?" So
I took off my own clothes first, and then started undressing Mom. Before I finished, Mom woke up. She was startled when she saw me undressing her, but didn't
say anything or resist. So I continued undressing. Then I encountered the same problem: I still couldn't take off Mom's bra. Mom saw my frantic movements
, smiled, got up, and took it off herself. That's when I realized that the bra clasp was in the back; no wonder I couldn't take it off.
After taking off her bra, Mom lay down again, now completely naked. I was so excited that I immediately rolled over and pinned her down, hugging her. Mom wrapped her arms around me too .
I told her I didn't want to ejaculate so quickly, that I wanted to savor the feeling of skin-to-skin contact. Mom taught me about foreplay before sex, not to rush, and
to make the woman fully aroused. She also taught me the key points of kissing and caressing, as well as a woman's erogenous zones (including earlobes, lips, breasts, inner thighs, buttocks, and genitals
). She even personally separated her own vulva to explain to me what the labia majora, labia minora, clitoris, and vagina were, and their respective functions, etc. I learned a lot (unlike in adult
books where they just start by having sex). Under Mom's guidance, I began kissing her lips and slipped my tongue into her mouth, intertwining with hers
(Mom tried her best to cooperate). Meanwhile, my hands were kneading my mother's breasts, and her breathing became rapid. I didn't stop but instead
stroked her lower abdomen, then touched her pubic hair and gently pressed it against her mons pubis. My mouth began to kiss her neck, finally sucking on her nipple.
My hand continued down to her labia, and following my mother's instructions, I placed my middle finger on the slit between her labia and gently
slid it upwards. The purpose was to separate the pubic hair to prevent it from hurting her labia. After several strokes, I felt a sticky fluid flowing from her vulva. With my efforts, my mother began to
moan, and the fluid covered her vulva. I knew I could penetrate her, so I spread her legs, climbed on top of her, and tried to insert my penis with one hand, but
it wouldn't go in no matter how hard I tried. My mother smiled and told me not to rush, and to support myself with both hands. Then she reached down to my crotch, grasped my penis,
smeared some of her vaginal fluid on the glans, and gently pulled up my foreskin. Since it was the first time a woman had touched my penis, I almost couldn't hold back and ejaculated
. My mother then smeared more vaginal fluid on my penis with her other hand, saying it was for lubrication. Finally, my mother held
the base of my penis with her left hand, while her right thumb and forefinger supported the glans, placing it slightly below the center of her vulva, and told me to thrust my hips hard. I obediently thrust
, and sure enough, my penis was fully inside her vagina. My mother let out a soft "Ah!", and I could feel how happy she was. This was my first time
having sex with a woman, my first time my penis was inside a woman's vagina, being tightly surrounded by her warm vaginal walls, the soft and smooth flesh pressing against my
glans—the feeling was indescribable. Following my mother's instructions, I started pulling my penis out of her vagina, but then inserted it back
in just before it was fully out. I kept thrusting in and out like this, while my mother moaned and groaned. I looked down at my penis going in and out of her vagina, thinking to myself that I had grown up and was now
a man.

At my mother's request, I sped up my thrusts, and she moaned in rhythm, her voice growing louder. Since it was my first time,
I couldn't withstand such intense stimulation, and I ejaculated quickly, leaving both of our lower abdomens covered in semen. This continued for
over ten days, with us sleeping naked together every night, but not having sex every day. My mother said it wasn't good for me to have sex every day while I was growing.
Sometimes, on holidays, if I wanted, I would pull my mother into the bedroom during the day and have sex with her, which always made us both very happy. Until my mother's period came
. That night, she didn't want me to undress her or hug her. At that time, I didn't know much about menstruation, only that women bleed during this time.

Sitting naked on the bed, holding my erect penis, I asked my mother what to do. She laughed and said to take care of it myself. She added that she'd never seen me masturbate before,
so this was a good opportunity for her to see. So I sat on the bed and started masturbating. While I was masturbating, I kept looking at my mother, who stared intently at my penis. I
masturbated faster and faster until my hand ached, but I just couldn't finish. I guess I wasn't used to seeing her there. Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore; my hand was too sore, so I had to stop and rest
. My mother was surprised when I stopped and asked what was wrong. I said my hand was sore. She seemed to find it funny and kept laughing. Then I suddenly
remembered the blowjob in an adult book, so I told my mother I wanted her to give me a blowjob. My mother was a little surprised. She said she'd heard people talk about it, but she'd never done it herself
. I asked her to do it, but she refused. I asked her if she thought it was dirty, and she said she was embarrassed. She felt ashamed that a mother would have to suck her son's penis in her mouth
. So, as a second choice, I asked my mom to give me a handjob. She paused for a moment, then nodded and said okay. I lay down, and then
my mom sat next to my waist, holding my penis and starting to masturbate. Surprisingly, it felt so much better than masturbating myself; much more comfortable,
although sometimes it hurt a little if the angle wasn't right. When it hurt, I told my mom, and gradually she got into a rhythm. It felt really good. My mom kept
asking me if I was going too slowly or too fast, and that I should tell her. I told her to slow down because I didn't want to ejaculate too quickly. So she slowed down,
and I watched her quietly enjoying herself. She kept asking if I felt good, and I said it felt really good. Indeed, it felt very good, much better than masturbating myself.
Gradually, I couldn't hold back anymore, and I asked my mom to go faster. So she sped up, moving up and down continuously, and soon I ejaculated, and
a lot of it. My mom's clothes and my face got sprayed, and the hand that was giving me the handjob also got some. Mom took a piece of toilet paper to wipe me, then
wiped herself, and then got up to clean herself in the bathroom. I lay on the bed, and fell asleep before Mom came back. So, normally, Mom and I would
hug each other naked. If I had my period, Mom would give me a handjob. Although I always asked Mom to give me a blowjob when she was menstruating, she always refused. However,
I never gave Mom oral sex, even though I kissed almost every part of her body. When Mom was in the mood, she would kiss me from head to toe, but she would always skip my penis.
When I came home from school, Mom would come over and kiss me as a greeting, sometimes even putting her tongue in my mouth. I loved kissing like that, and whenever I had
the chance, I would hug Mom and kiss her for a long time. So, whenever we wanted, we would quickly get intimate. Even
when Mom was cooking, washing dishes, or mopping the floor, if I wanted to be intimate, I would hug her from behind, lift her skirt, and rub my penis against her buttocks and thighs
. The most enjoyable time I remember was when my mom was washing dishes. As usual, I hugged her from behind, pulled out my penis, and rubbed it against her thighs. She slightly raised
her buttocks, clamping my penis tightly between her thighs, letting me move back and forth. Finally, I ejaculated all over her skirt. On weekends
, while watching TV at home, I gently held my mom in my arms, letting her lean on my shoulder. She would put her hand inside my pants, not to help me
masturbate, but because she liked to hold my penis, feeling its size and heat. Sometimes, my mom would reach orgasm because of my kisses and caresses. My mom
really liked me kissing her breasts and caressing her labia. My mom's genitals got wet very easily; sometimes even without touching, just kissing her breasts would make her wet. However,
not as wet as described in adult books. Several times I asked my mom to give me a blowjob, but she always refused. I asked her what it would take for her to agree, and she always said, "
Later." God knows when "later" meant. Finally, I decided to give my mom oral sex first. One night, after my mom took a shower and went to bed, we did what we
always did: we laughed and joked, playing around and taking off each other's clothes until we were completely naked.

After undressing her, I laid my mother down and began to caress and kiss her. I kissed my way down her face, and she let out soft moans. When I reached
her lower abdomen, I spread her legs. By then, her vaginal fluids were already flowing. Without thinking, I started licking her vulva. My first sensation was that it was salty
and slippery. At that moment, I didn't know anything; I just licked her entire labia. My mother was startled by my sudden action, but then she began to moan.

Come on. Mom's moans were louder and more rapid than usual. I knew she must be feeling very good, so I intensified my licking of her labia, my tongue constantly moving
back and forth between them. I even parted her labia; the vaginal walls were very tender and slippery, but not smooth. They had many fine lines and folds, designed to
increase stimulation for the penis. I inserted my tongue into her vagina and quickly licked the vaginal walls. Soon, Mom had an intense orgasm, her whole body
trembling. After the orgasm, Mom just lay there motionless, looking very tired. I took a tissue and wiped her genitals; there was a lot of vaginal fluid
, covering her entire vulva. Since Mom wasn't moving, I just lay beside her waiting for her to regain consciousness. After some time, Mom turned to look at me, and I looked back
at her. I asked her if it felt good, and she blushed and nodded shyly. Mom then asked why I had thought of giving her oral sex, and I said it would make her
feel very good. Mom was very touched and hugged me tightly. I felt a little guilty because I had ulterior motives, but it was true that Mom felt very good. Seeing
Mom like this, I was too embarrassed to bring up the topic of oral sex, otherwise Mom would definitely think that I had ulterior motives and that I was only doing it to make her feel good.
Mom hugged and kissed me, and then reached down and put her hand on my penis. Actually, I was hoping that Mom would give me oral sex willingly, but she
didn't. She just left it on, and my unworthy little brother was beaten by Mom until he ejaculated. Later, I often licked Mom's vulva, but I never asked her to give me oral sex, and
Mom never offered to. My relationship with Mom grew better and better, and it seemed to turn into a husband-wife relationship. My sister graduated from university and came home. Since we were all grown up, my sister
and Mom slept in one room, and I slept in another. My sister was with Mom and me every day, which prevented us from having sex. I really wanted to rape my sister too. My mother seemed
to sense my thoughts and warned me that my sister was still a girl and would get married someday, so I shouldn't hold her back. She knew I was upset, but
this was a good time for me to learn self-control. After that, whenever my sister wasn't looking, my mother would hug and kiss me, or we would
caress each other briefly when she wasn't around, but we never had sex. Finally, one day, my sister went to see a classmate and wouldn't be home that night. I eagerly awaited the end of evening self-study and
rushed home. My mother opened the door for me, and as soon as I entered, I threw down my schoolbag, picked her up, and ran to the bedroom. Then I put her on the bed and we
embraced and kissed, like long-separated lovers. After a long kiss, my mother asked if I was happy, and I nodded and said I was very happy. I was truly happy because I
hadn't had sex with my mother for almost half a year. I kissed my mother's lips passionately, my tongue intertwining with hers. My hands slipped
inside her clothes and skirt, haphazardly caressing her breasts and vulva. I hurriedly undressed my mother and kissed her body. This time, I kissed her
very carefully, covering every inch of her skin. Finally, I stopped at her now unfamiliar vulva, kissing and licking it. My penis quickly became erect, swollen
as if it were about to explode. I immediately rolled over and pressed myself against my mother, spreading her legs apart, and then, holding my penis in one hand, I inserted it into her vulva.

Perhaps I was too hasty or for some other reason, but I just couldn't get it in. I kept pushing and pushing, but
still couldn't get it in. Mom had her eyes closed the whole time, but after a few minutes of pushing, she opened them. I said, "What should I do if I can't get it in?" Mom laughed and said, "Then
don't try." Of course I wanted to try, so I spread Mom's legs even wider, but it still didn't work. I had to ask Mom for help. Mom told me to lie down and then straddled me, guiding my penis to her vulva and sitting down.
Sure enough, my penis went in smoothly into Mom 's vagina. It felt tight, warm, and so comfortable. Mom started moving up and down. This way, I could not only see Mom
's entire vulva, but also see my penis going in and out, and Mom's labia flipping with the rhythm. After a while, I told Mom
to get up and lie down, and I knelt between her legs, grabbing her knees with both hands and spreading her legs wide open, exposing her entire vulva so I could see it
even more clearly. I even had my mom grab my penis and aim it at her vagina, and it went in smoothly. I started thrusting while watching her. My mom had her eyes closed,
her brows furrowed, and I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or not. I thrust in and out very quickly, and soon I couldn't take it anymore. I thrust and pulled as fast as I could, and quickly ejaculated
. It felt like I was about to explode. After I finished, I collapsed onto my mom, and she hugged me and stroked my head. My penis didn't come out.

Come on, let's put it back inside Mom's pussy. It feels warm and slippery. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, it's absolutely true. I continued to kiss Mom and caress her breasts
. Soon, my penis inside Mom's pussy became erect again, so I continued to thrust, making Mom moan loudly. That night, we
kept making love and fucking, I ejaculated several times, but unfortunately, my technique wasn't good enough, so Mom only had two orgasms. Finally, I pulled out my penis, the whole thing was wet,
and there was still some semen on the glans. Mom's vulva was also wet and sticky, and there was still white semen flowing out of her vaginal opening. I picked up some toilet paper to wipe my penis clean
and started to wipe the sticky fluid from Mom's vulva. Mom lay quietly, perhaps enjoying it or reminiscing. As I wiped Mom, I admired her
pussy. Although Mom's pussy was a little red from my penetration, and her labia were slightly turned outwards, I still thought it was quite exquisite. Unconsciously, my
penis became erect again. So I mounted her again, pinning her beneath me. But she seemed very tired, and a wave of tenderness washed over me, so
I rolled over and lay down. She asked what was wrong, and I said she was too tired and didn't want to. Grateful, she lay in my arms, gazing at me lovingly.
I gently kissed her forehead, and she rested her head on my chest, closing her eyes. I held her close, gently stroking her hair. A
blissful expression graced her sweet face, a slight smile playing on her lips. She seemed truly content and happy, as if she were nestled in the arms of her beloved
. I closed my eyes too, quietly savoring this tender moment. Time passed slowly, and after a long while, I felt her stir.
I opened my eyes and saw her looking at me, so I smiled. She smiled back and brought her lips to mine.
I pressed them together and kissed her gently, and she kissed me back. I held her tightly, passionately kissing her lips, and she responded warmly. We embraced and kissed deeply
, neither of us wanting to part, like a couple separated for a long time. Mom's hand reached down to my crotch; my penis was still erect and hadn't fallen down. Mom
began to gently stroke my penis, stroking it up and down. But no matter how Mom helped me, I just couldn't ejaculate. Finally, I whispered in Mom's ear
that I wanted her to give me a blowjob, and Mom nodded in agreement. Then Mom grasped my penis, pulled down the foreskin, and took the glans into her mouth, gently sucking
. When Mom licked my urethral opening with her tongue, I felt like I was being electrocuted, and my penis trembled uncontrollably. It felt so good to receive a blowjob for the first time.
After Mom licked my penis and scrotum, she would suck on my penis and then release it. I couldn't help but press Mom's head in and out, slowly
thrusting in and out of her mouth. My mother cooperated wholeheartedly, her tongue occasionally circling my glans. I ejaculated quickly, all of it into her
mouth. She didn't stop, continuing to suck my penis and lick my glans. My penis felt numb; it was incredibly pleasurable. After spitting out my penis, she
spat the semen onto a piece of paper, cleaned the remaining semen from my glans with her tongue, and then went to wash herself. A little while later, I ran naked to the bathroom behind the house
, went in, and quietly hugged my mother. She was startled. We washed together, me helping her, her helping me. I even applied shampoo to her
pubic hair and carefully washed it, saying that pubic hair, like head hair, needs protection. After washing, I carried her back to the house. I fell asleep holding her; it
was the sweetest night's sleep I'd had in six months.

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