Mom's Baby (Part 1)

(I) My Aunt

The following article is based on my true experience. Although many years have passed, I still remember it vividly.

I was born in the late 1970s into a relatively backward rural family. My parents were farmers and essentially
illiterate. My father was an only child, and my mother had seven sisters. My mother, born in the early 1950s, was the eldest in her family
. To ease the burden on her family, she never attended school. From the age of five, she took care of her younger
siblings. My aunt, born in the early 1970s, was practically raised by my mother.
She was the closest person to my mother, and my mother even arranged her marriage.

My aunt was ten years older than me, and she took care of me from birth until I started school. In my memory, she was
the closest person to me when I was little. I followed her everywhere she went
, even on Sundays when she went to her classmates' houses. Her best friend said I was her
shadow . The 1980s were a time of rapid reform and opening up, and my father started working on construction teams in Northeast China.
There were only my younger brother, older sister, and mother at home. My mother was a bit timid, so my aunt lived with us and
kept her company at night. My sister and aunt shared a bed, and my mother and I shared another. We slept in the same room. Every
night when she was studying, I would stand in front of her, talking nonsense and making a ruckus. When I asked her to play with me, my sister would always hit me and tell
me not to bother my aunt. When my mother saw this, she would scold me, and I would get scared and hide in my aunt's arms. My aunt would always
stroke my head and say, "Tiedan, don't be afraid, Auntie is here, everything will be alright." Hearing this, I wouldn't be afraid anymore, and I would
hide in her arms and not come out. At that time, my aunt was about 14 or 15 years old.

When I was 8 years old, something happened that completely changed our fates, and I still can't
forget what happened that noon. It was a Sunday noon, around 10. My mother took my sister to work in the fields,
and it was just my aunt and me at home. I don't know why my aunt told me she wanted to play a game, that we should take off
our clothes and play. She asked
if I wanted to play, and I nodded without answering. She said I could play, but I couldn't tell anyone afterwards, not even my mom or sister. I said "okay," and my aunt went out and locked the front door. When she came back
, she locked the door to my bedroom from the inside as well. After coming in, she started taking off my clothes, quickly
stripping me naked. After taking off my clothes, she started touching my penis, and soon it became hard.
While touching it, she told me not to tell anyone, saying that if I told anyone, she would never take me
out to play again. I promised her. She started touching herself and taking off her own clothes.
After she took the potty from under the bed, squatted down naked, and peed. The room was very quiet, but the sound of her urinating
was very loud. I didn't say a word and just lay on the bed. I knew something bad was about to happen.

After my aunt urinated, she got into bed and started stroking my penis. It quickly became hard. She told me to touch her breasts, so I did.
My hands weren't very good at it, it was like when a son touches his mother's breast as a child, and I
only two minutes. She lay down on the bed and pulled me over, telling me to touch her genitals. She had a lot of pubic
hair, almost as much as my mother. I didn't know how to touch, I just felt the fuzzy texture. My hand was on her
mons pubis, where the pubic hair was thickest. I didn't know how to stimulate her vagina. After I touched her for a while, she wasn't satisfied, so she took
my hand away and started touching herself, even stimulating her vagina with her fingers. She made me lie on her vulva so I
could see, and at that moment, my penis got hard and uncomfortable. She stimulated herself for about 10 minutes and then told
me to come on top of her and have sex with her. So I climbed on top of her and tried to imitate the adults' movements, going up and down. When I was little, I had seen my parents
make love and tried to imitate my father's movements with my mother. My penis was too small to go in, so she told me to
lie down, and she straddled me and squatted down, forcing my penis into her vagina with her hand. Although my
penis was only about the size of a woman's little finger at the time, I could feel it was definitely inside.
I didn't realize it until later. The feeling inside was warm and moist. After she went in, her buttocks
started swaying from side to side and bobbing up and down for a while before she suddenly stopped. She then used a chamber pot
to urinate . After urinating, she said that was enough for today, and we could play this game again later. I nodded. She still told me
not to tell anyone, and I promised her again. She dressed me and then dressed herself.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. My aunt got married and had children. Her house wasn't too far from ours, in
the same brigade but two villages. I went to their house to play almost every day after school. It was only a five-minute
walk from my house. On Sundays, I was at her house helping her with her children. She was washing clothes outside, and I was playing with my cousin until noon
when she fell asleep. I played by myself for a while and then got bored, so I rummaged around in my aunt's house looking for something
fun. I searched for a long time but couldn't find anything that boys would like. My aunt loves reading books and magazines, and my
uncle loves reading too. So I decided to go find some books to read as well. I searched for a long time but couldn't find anything I liked.
Just as I was getting discouraged, I saw a lot of books laid out flat. I picked up the one on top and started reading.
The book was called "[Han Tian's Sayings]". I opened it to see what was inside. I saw a lot of "oh... ah
... ah... oh oh..." and similar words. I immediately decided it was a good book. I secretly hid it in my clothes
and tightened my belt so my aunt wouldn't find out. Around 1 p.m., my mother called and asked my aunt to
come to my house with me for lunch. I told my aunt. My aunt took her daughter and left, telling me to lock the door. She
left I hid in my room to read the stolen book. The book was about
an incestuous relationship between the male protagonist and his cousins, aunts, and other relatives. The author at the time was Qiong Yao. I don't believe that the publisher
added the author to attract female readers.

When I was 15, my aunt and uncle were getting a divorce, and she moved into our house. At the time, we only had three rooms
. One was where my parents lived, another was where my older sister and cousin lived, and the third was near the school for
convenience . The school was considered quite good in our rural area. My aunt had no choice but to share a
room with me. My parents wanted me to move out and sleep with the neighbor's boy, but my aunt absolutely refused.
She said she had watched me grow up and it was okay. My parents didn't dare say anything more. My bed was quite big,
a 1.5-meter wide bed for one person. At night, my aunt would leave her child with my mother (my mother often took care of my younger cousin).
My younger cousin also likes to be with my mom. She took my older sister, my cousin, and me to eat out. The four of us
went to eat barbecue and came back home around 9 pm. We went
to my room and made a ruckus until 11 pm. My mom urged my older sister and
cousin to go to sleep (my cousin is my second aunt's eldest daughter, two years older than me).

That night, my aunt and I slept together. I noticed she was unhappy, so I asked her why she was talking about divorce. Couldn't we just stay together
? She said I didn't understand adult matters and that I would understand when I got older. She talked to me a lot until
I drifted off to sleep. The next night, around 10 pm, she changed her clothes, wearing only a bra and underwear, and told me to close my eyes and not
look. I said okay, how could I not peek? At that moment, wouldn't I be a man if I didn't peek? After she took off her clothes, her skin was very white, and
her breasts were much bigger than before she got married. They were also sagging. After she changed her clothes, she saw me squinting at
her breasts. She said, "I knew you little rascal would peep at me." She asked what I saw, and I said I saw nothing,
and she really saw nothing. I said I swear to Chiang Kai-shek I saw nothing. She smiled and said, "
You saw, but you're too ashamed to admit it." After that, she went to bed and said, "You should go to sleep too." I took off my clothes and got into bed.
I have a habit of sleeping naked; it feels comfortable and relaxing. Even though it was the dead of winter, I was only wearing my underwear
. When I was 15, I was already 1.74 meters tall. My penis was no longer the size of a woman's little finger
; although it wasn't fully erect, it was much bigger than usual. And normally, my penis is bigger than
other men 's; I've seen and compared it in the shower—it's bigger than most adults'. By 15, my pubic hair was
fully grown. My aunt even saw it. There were two blankets in the bed—one for me, one for her and my cousin, and I slept on the
outermost side. We talked a lot in bed, especially about my childhood. Around midnight, she asked me
if I had a girl I liked. I said no, you know my personality—I like to have fun and don't want to think about these things.
I said that, but that's not what I really thought. I started masturbating when I was 12, and I ejaculated when I was 13. Since I
was 12, I've been thinking about women and having sex every day, it's driving me crazy. She kept pressuring me to tell her if I had
a girl I liked, but honestly, I didn't. I still said no. No means you're a good kid.
I said, "Let's go to sleep," and then I turned off the light. I like to masturbate before going to sleep. The day before,
my aunt was here, and I didn't masturbate. I calculated that I hadn't ejaculated for 5 days. I couldn't hold back anymore. I didn't
care if she was there or not, since I was in bed, she couldn't see me. That's what I was thinking at
the time. So I took out my penis and started fantasizing about cleanliness. My aunt was right next to me, so I fantasized about having sex with her. When I was halfway through masturbating
, suddenly a hand grabbed my penis from under the covers! I was stunned.

The room suddenly became so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. My heart felt like
it was . I could feel my aunt's heartbeat. She didn't say anything, just got into my bed, took
my hand, and tried to put it inside her bra to touch her breasts. I didn't dare touch them and immediately took my hand
away She was still holding my penis and stroking it, saying, "I told you to touch it, so touch it." I slowly started touching it,
and she even made me use my other hand to touch her genitals. She told me to touch downwards, and when I touched
something it felt lifeless. After about a minute, my aunt helped me take off my underwear and then
stripped naked herself. She said, "Come on up, I'll teach you." I climbed on top of her, and she grabbed my penis and put it inside her genitals.
She also put her other hand on her genitals, spreading her labia and telling me to thrust downwards. She said, "Thrust slowly
, it's big and it will hurt." I slowly thrust in. The feeling was incredibly exciting.
It felt warm and moist inside, but much warmer than when I was younger. I ejaculated after about 50 thrusts
. I hadn't planned to wipe myself with my underwear afterwards; it was all in the dark. She buried her head
in my chest and let me hold her neck.

She told me she had always loved me, not just as a nephew and aunt. She had
loved me since I was little, but because we were close relatives, she could only keep her love hidden. She also told me why she and her husband were
divorcing. First, her husband didn't take care of the family; he squandered his money and never gave her any, and the family was
heavily in debt. Her and her cousin's allowance came from her mother; otherwise, they would
have starved to death. He also had other women and hadn't touched her for a year. That night, we made love
four times. The second time, I only lasted two minutes before ejaculating. Her aunt said that it was like that at first
, but it would get better with time. Around 3 a.m., we made love a third time, lasting over 20 minutes of intense,
frenzied activity. This time, she orgasmed, and it was quite intense; my sheets were soaked. She
moaned softly, afraid of being heard. Each thrust was deep, I felt it reach the very end.
She felt the urge to urinate, and kept saying I couldn't take it anymore. Then I ejaculated inside her
. After I finished, she pushed me off the bed, not even bothering to put on her shoes or wipe herself
. There was a lot of semen on the bed. She couldn't hold on any longer and urinated next to my
bed . The fourth time, we went on from around 5:30 until after 6:00, lasting about 30 minutes, but I couldn't ejaculate; she
just couldn't take it anymore. She orgasmed three times this time, more intensely than the third time, and my aunt urinated all over
the bed. I was still thrusting, not stopping. I wanted to ejaculate, but nothing
came out . My aunt said she wanted to stop because she was feeling uncomfortable, so I stopped. A little while later, she
got up, and then I got up too. After getting up, I started cleaning the bed, afraid my parents would find out; if
they did, she'd be in big trouble. In the afternoon, I started feeling unwell. First, my chest muscles ached, and
by evening both my legs, especially my thighs, hurt. We did it three more times that night, and by morning, my whole body
ached so much I could barely get out of bed. But I had to pretend nothing was wrong in front of my parents. On the third day, she
wouldn't let me do it, saying I needed to be careful because I was growing. After that, we did it 3-4 times a week. A month later, my parents started discussing buying a house, and they bought two adjacent two-bedroom apartments

in our county. My parents and sister lived in one, and my aunt and I lived in the other. At night, we slept like a married couple in one bed: 123 in my bedroom, 246 in her bedroom.

We rested, and on Sundays, everyone stayed in their own rooms. That summer, I failed my high school entrance exam after junior high. So I went to a vocational
school, where I learned to drive. Two years later, I got my driver's license. While I was studying in another city, I
often missed her. She secretly called me to tell me she missed me too. Almost every month, she would take a bus
200 kilometers to my school to see me. She would stay there for two days, and we would stay in a hotel. She told me that during
those two years while I was studying, relatives advised her to find someone else, but she refused. The reason was that she
didn't want to leave me, even though she knew we wouldn't have a future, but we couldn't live without each other.

In 1997, I graduated at 18 with a driver's license, technical qualification certificate, and
a diploma . After returning home, our sex life became unrestrained. My parents
moved to my father's factory for easier management. Only she and I lived in the two houses; you can imagine the consequences, haha. My parents wanted me
to help out at the factory, but I firmly disagreed. I said I wanted to create my own future. After resting at home for a month, I decided
to go to Shenzhen to develop my career. I didn't tell anyone, including her. I stole
10,000 and took a train to Guangdong. When I arrived in Shenzhen, I thought that with my driver's license and technical certificates
, I could easily find a job. But damn it, it wasn't like that at all. Everyone rejected me because my driving experience was too short. I faced rejection everywhere, and
it was truly disheartening! Later, I went to work at a car repair shop, where I could only work as an apprentice, earning a meager 800 yuan
a month . At the factory, I often
test-drove the repaired cars. After six months, my repair skills were up to par. I already had a foundation in the craft, so learning was a breeze for me. The boss
appreciated me and raised my salary to 1200 yuan. After working in the factory for a year and a half, my truck driving skills
improved. During this time, I got to know many drivers and fleet captains. I quickly joined the fleet, driving
container trucks to haul goods at Shekou Port. Driving was very lucrative back then; by working alongside experienced drivers, I could earn 7,000-8,000 yuan
a month plus my base salary of 2,000
yuan, totaling around 10,000 yuan. After deducting all expenses, I could still save about 8,000 yuan each month. In 2000, I ended my driving
career and started my own computer business. I invested 150,000 yuan to assemble computers. At the beginning, I was quite
specialized, earning almost half the price difference from each computer I assembled. In 2002, I officially registered a computer company and
a network engineering company. My assets had exceeded 1.5 million yuan, and I owned my own car. At the end of 2003,
I suddenly called home, which greatly shocked my family, as I had been missing for over five years without contacting
them . That year, I did experience some setbacks in my career. I encountered a small problem and was cheated out of over 1 million yuan by a client.
I was devastated; I'm a rather stingy person and value money a lot. I drove home myself; my car
wasn't just an Audi A6. When I got home, my family burst into tears upon seeing me, they were heartbroken.
I saw that she was still living with us, and I knew she hadn't remarried. She looked noticeably older than before, probably
due to the lack of male sperm. That night, my father and sister talked to me until 3 a.m. During that time,
my father and I sat down and talked for the first time. He asked me what I had done over the years, and I told him everything. I looked very
pleased; he hadn't expected that his once disappointing son would now be successful. My father told me that my leaving home
had caused great trauma to the family. My sister, knowing I had been missing for a year, dropped out of university to come
home and be with our parents, even breaking up with her boyfriend because of it. In recent years, my father's factory had also done well, all thanks to
my sister her assets were over 30 million yuan, even more than mine.

After I got home, I didn't have a chance to be intimate with her for several days. One day my mother called me and said that it was
raining You should pick her up. I drove to pick her up at the hospital. We didn't hug or talk too much
, as if we were strangers. After she got in the car, I drove off. Halfway there, I didn't drive towards home but towards a deserted place
. I drove the car very fast and I could see that she was nervous and didn't speak. When we got to the place in my mind and I stopped the car,
she started asking me if it was because of me that you left home. In fact, it is more or less because of her. I
didn't admit it at the time. I told her it wasn't because I didn't want to stay in a place where I had lived for more than 10 years.
I was too familiar with the life in Niwai's hometown and wanted a change of environment. We chatted for less than 20 minutes before we
started arguing. She told me that the reason she didn't want to get married was because of me. I was very shocked at the time. I
said what I thought, that it was impossible for us to do something wrong from the beginning, and we could not continue to make mistakes. She said that she
didn't care about this, as long as she could have me. The first and last time we had a fight was
the most violent quarrel I had ever had with someone in over 20 years. I intervened and beat her. But I still considered her
my aunt. We sat in the car, neither of us speaking to the other, and remained in this stalemate for half an hour. It
was and the northern weather was cold. I spoke first, asking her if she was cold. She replied that she
wasn't, that her heart was dead and she didn't know heat or cold anymore. I was bewildered. But I still turned on the heater.
Suddenly, my family called, asking where we were. I simply replied that we weren't going home;
my aunt had invited me to eat roast duck. I lied to my family and got away with it. I asked her how she wanted to
resolve things , and her answer was that she would always stay with me and I would never leave her again. It seemed she was truly determined. I knew
her personality; once she made a decision, no one could change it. I had no choice but to agree. After agreeing, she
had only one condition: it wouldn't affect my marriage, and she was willing to be my secret lover forever and wouldn't ask
anything . I was really touched at the time, but I also wanted to laugh at her devotion and sincerity. But I couldn't laugh; she was
my own aunt. This was incest! An act that heaven and earth could not tolerate!

We drove quickly to the restaurant. After eating, on the way home, we started joking around, and she asked me to
take her with me this time. I asked her what would happen to her daughter, and she said the child had been with her mother for the past few years while I was away,
and my mother had been taking care of her daughter. After driving for about five minutes, she started touching my genitals while I was still
driving. She asked me if I had been with other women all these years. I answered no, and she was happy, even though she knew I was lying
. She said she missed me and wanted to have sex with me. After I left, all she had for her these past few years was the dark night and a
cold dildo (female sex toy). I drove back to where we had parked, and after stopping the car, we
started kissing passionately and taking off our clothes. After we were naked, we got into the back seat, and when I touched her genitals, I felt...
Her lower body was already soaking wet. I used my hand to probe her vagina, mimicking the actions in the movies. She was
very wet, and the sound of the water inside her vagina was very stimulating and loud. After
about 30 seconds, she started moaning. This time, she was very uninhibited. Because we were in the wild and in a deserted place,
she couldn't hold on for more than a minute and started calling for me. She said in a local dialect, "Hurry up and fuck me, I
can't take it ." She looked very lewd when she said this. After that, I mounted her. I sat on the back seat, and she straddled my
legs and we started fucking. As soon as my penis entered, she said it was bigger than before, so full, so good, so comfortable. She
started fucking wildly, and during the time she made me suck her breasts, touch her breasts, and touch her genitals. Soon, her vaginal
fluid started flowing down my penis. The sound of the water during thrusting was loud and stimulating. Maybe
it was because she hadn't had sex in years, but she orgasmed in 2 minutes and squirted, soaking
a large area of the car seat and my buttocks. I didn't stop and continued fucking my aunt.
I ejaculated after about six minutes . After I pulled out, she gave me oral sex. I told her I was too dirty and needed to wash myself with water before continuing,
but she refused, saying she didn't mind the mess. She sucked all the mess from both of us clean with her mouth, opened the car door, and spat it out.
Afterwards, neither of us was dressed and we hugged each other. About 20 minutes later, she started giving me oral sex again
and asked me to give her oral sex too. I refused, and she didn't say anything. Soon, I got an erection again, and
we started making love again. This time she orgasmed three times, and we lasted for half an hour. She
was moaning and crying. After I ejaculated, she didn't give me oral sex but wiped herself with her panties, as we were
out . After getting dressed, we checked the time and it was already past 9:30 PM, so we drove home.

The next day, she wasn't working, and it was Sunday. My sister, her, my cousin, and I went
shopping for clothes. We stayed with my sister and didn't do anything inappropriate. We both suppressed
our passion. I bought her a lot of things, some with my money and some with my sister's, but I didn't let her spend
a single penny . Whenever we had the chance, we made love, and we did it really hard. Soon it was
Chinese New Year, and everyone happily celebrated a reunion. After the Spring Festival, my mother started introducing me to girlfriends, introducing me to many, but none of them were to my
liking. She kept pressuring me, and I was so annoyed during that time. She also advised me, "You're not young anymore, you're 25.
Look at your peers and classmates back home, they're all married and have children." Thinking about it, it was true; I didn't know
what marriage was like, and I really wanted to experience it, but damn it, I just couldn't find a woman I liked. So
I just went along with my family and casually agreed to marry someone—who is now my wife. After the engagement, I left without saying
much . My aunt also came to Shenzhen with me; my mother had the same idea, wanting her to take care of me.

When she arrived in Shenzhen, she started to feel a little uncomfortable with the fast pace.
She didn't see anyone during the day, and everyone was a night owl. Half a month after arriving in Shenzhen, she told me she was pregnant
and wanted to have the baby. I almost vomited blood when I heard that. I disagreed, but she insisted on giving birth, even at the cost of her life. I told her we were family
, and I was afraid the child might be unhealthy or have defects. Even if the child wasn't defective, how could I explain it to my family
? What if they found out the child was mine? How could I and my family face our relatives? That would be the biggest
joke . She absolutely refused, saying she would never go back to her hometown to live with the child.
I had no choice but to agree. During her pregnancy, we had infrequent and less
vigorous sex, about once every two weeks.
When I decided to have an induced abortion. The surgery went smoothly, and after four days, she didn't want to stay in the hospital and returned to our
place. She was heartbroken, and I comforted her, saying we could have another one later. During her recovery at home, she learned to use the internet, and
after her one-month celebration, we started finding people online for passionate video chats. This was her suggestion; we always wore masks
and never touched faces. I work in the internet industry, and I know the internet is the most unsafe place. She knew I rarely
contacted my girlfriend and often urged me to call her more often. During that time, we did all sorts of crazy and extreme things
during sex, and we used all kinds of sex toys and tried all sorts of perverted methods. Now, we only do perverted
things, but that's another story. We even bought an electric drill, inserted the drill bit into a rubber dildo, fixed it with super glue, and
used the drill to drill into her vagina. Watching the dildo spin rapidly inside her vagina, she screamed desperately, and
each orgasm was more intense than the last. I felt incredibly smug. After playing with the drill for a while, we started fist-fucking, where I would put my entire
fist into her vagina. She liked the feeling of fullness. At first, she wasn't used to it and couldn't fit it in, so
we practiced dilating her vagina every day. At first, we could only fit four fingers, that was our limit. After practicing
for half a month, we could fit half a fist in. A month later, we could slowly fit our fist in, but we had to use
a lot of lubricant. Anal sex goes without saying; we had already tried that before. In the summer of 2004, my girlfriend
came to visit me in Shenzhen. During that time, we lived separately; I lived in one apartment, and I
rented another one for her nearby, which was her suggestion because she was worried about arousing suspicion. She stayed in
Shenzhen for about 20 days, but couldn't bear the summer heat.

The day after she arrived, my aunt urged me to sleep with her. I obeyed and
slept with her that night. To be honest, she was still a virgin. When she left, I bought her many
Shenzhen specialties to take home to her parents.

In September 2004, she became pregnant again and gave birth to a healthy son. He
's now four years old and very smart; his teachers at kindergarten praise his intelligence. We can't call him father and son
; he calls me "brother." Honestly, it hurts me; he's my son, but I have to call him "brother." In

2005, my company became quite well-known in China, a relatively famous software company with its headquarters in
Shanghai , so I moved there. In the summer of 2005, my girlfriend came to Shanghai, and we lived together for 14 days before she went back to
her hometown. In October of the same year, my girlfriend called to say she was pregnant and asked what I should do. I told her we should get married,
and that was it. My aunt also agreed to let me get married quickly, and my family was even happier. In December, I went back to my hometown to get married. A month
after the wedding I brought my wife to Shanghai. I live in Shenzhen and have to travel back and forth several times a month. In Shanghai, my wife is
there to keep me company. My wife is also quite promiscuous and enjoys intense and passionate sex. In May 2006, my wife and I had a son.
I was born in Shanghai. Now my wife and son can say all their names, and I'm very happy. But honestly, I don't love
my wife. Because of our son, I feel like there's only familial affection between us, not romantic love. My wife doesn't know
any of this. My two sons look very alike. Anyone with eyes can tell they're brothers. But no one in my family knows that I also have a son with my aunt. My son in Shenzhen always wants his father, so I had to find a substitute father
among my friends in Shenzhen . My friends know that my lover had a son with me, but they don't know that my aunt had a son with me. Now the little guy gets along very well with my friends' family. 　　I am an extremely incestuous person. In 2006, I had an incestuous relationship with my mother. In 2007, I also had an affair with my sister . But no one knows any of this; no one knows about my complicated relationships. My aunt and wife don't know that I've slept with my mother and sister. My mother, sister, and wife still don't know that I had an affair with my aunt and that we had a child. My sister doesn't know that I had an affair with my mother, and my mother doesn't know that I had an affair with my sister. These are all stories for later; I will tell you all about them slowly. Of course, my father knew nothing about these things. If he knew, he would surely kill me. 　　I feel much better after saying it out loud today. My aunt always appears in front of my friends in Shenzhen as my lover . She rarely shows herself in public. We are afraid that if our friends find out, we will be mortified. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(II) My Sister 　　This article is based on my true experience. I have slightly exaggerated it. Actually, my relationship is even better than this. We have been touching our genitals together since we were little. We have had adult sexual intercourse all along. The content is a bit graphic. If you don't like it, you don't have to read it. Since I have written it, please don't call me a scoundrel. In reality, incest between sisters and brothers or brothers and sisters is common everywhere. It's not surprising. Please forgive me. My writing ability is limited, so the article may be a bit messy. 　　In my memory, my relationship with my sister is very good. We have never quarreled or fought . My sister was born in 1976 and I was born in 1979. She is 3 years older than me. My sister loves me very much. Even if I do something bad , she never tells our parents or tattles on me to anyone. Actually, I really enjoy being . 　　From a young age, she always let me have my way, never taking food or toys from me. We were inseparable; you could find me wherever she was (except in the girls' bathhouse and restroom). I stopped following her around every day when . By then, she was in high school and doing very well academically. I started acting as her bodyguard in middle school. Every time she went out to a friend's house at night, I had to go with her. She was timid, while I was the opposite; I had a serious tendency towards violence. On the way to her friend's house, I would always scare her. I would point at things in the dark and say, "Look what that is!" Then I would run after her, and she would run right behind me. When she got tired and stopped, I would laugh, and she would start hitting me, annoyed that I had scared her. Whenever we went out on our bicycles, I would get on and she would sit behind me, always with her arm around my waist. I took her with me from the age of 13 until I left home to seek my fortune in another city. 14. I started riding my motorcycle and then giving her rides. Every time she rode on my motorcycle, I would drive incredibly fast and then slam on the brakes, causing her to lurch forward. I could always feel her two soft breasts against my back. My sister has large breasts, a fantastic figure, and is very beautiful. She always walks gracefully down the street, attracting many young men and women who turn to look at her. Actually, she knew ; she only told me this later. 　　I often dream about her at night, seeing us naked and entwined in bed. I always wanted to sleep with her, but she never had the chance! Besides, she's my sister! I don't have the guts to force myself on her. So, our relationship remained unchanged. My sister never called me "brother," she called me "brat." Because of this, my parents scolded her a lot. Every time I caught her doing something wrong, she would always say, "Don't tell anyone, or I won't buy you candy!" I was already 15 years old then, and she still said that to me. I really wanted to kick her. When I was 15, she told me she was dating someone from our village, a classmate of hers, and I knew that bastard too. He beat me up when we were kids, and I was no match for back then. After hearing this, I told her I didn't like him, I hated him, and she'd better not associate with him. I didn't stop her from seeing him. Fine, you date my sister, I'll date your sister. Soon I got her sister. I touched but I definitely didn't sleep with her because I didn't sleep with my sister. My sister broke up with him after six months because that bastard wasn't a real man; when he and my sister went out together, someone bullied my sister, and he didn't dare to fight back. 　　When I was 16, my sister found a lot of pornographic DVDs I had hidden in my room. When she found them, I blushed, thinking, "This is it, I'm done for. They're probably going to be confiscated and destroyed." I didn't expect my worries to be unnecessary. She looked at it and asked me if it was good. I said no. She told me she hadn't seen it before and really wanted to. I almost fainted. It just so happened that my parents and aunt weren't home that day; they were all at my maternal grandfather's house and wouldn't be back until evening. So we watched it in my room. The DVD was the one my aunt had bought. It was summer then, and the first one we watched was a foreign film. When the nude scenes appeared on TV, her breathing became heavy, her facial expression changed, and her eyes were glued to the screen. When the male lead's penis got hard, she muttered to herself, "It's so big." She even asked me if mine was as big as his. "Are all men's penises this big?" I said mine wasn't small , but it wasn't as big as this guy's. Most men's penises aren't as big as mine. She giggled and said, You're something else. It'll only be 40 minutes before it's over?" She wanted to watch a Japanese movie. Halfway through, she wanted to see if my penis was as big as a Japanese man's. I told her, "The Japanese ones are no good, mine is definitely bigger than his." My sister didn't believe me and insisted I take off my clothes to see. It was summer, and I already had a tent in my pants. She saw it all. I didn't want to take my clothes off! Although I often dreamed of having sex with my sister, it was always just a fantasy! Even when I was actually doing it, I still remembered we were sister and brother! I was inevitably embarrassed . Just as I was hesitating, she grabbed me, touched me through my pants for a while, and then started unbuttoning my waistband.

She struggled to undo the belt for a long time. I like using pulley-style belts; not only women, but even
half of the men can't undo it, unlike some who used to be in the military. I untied it myself and took
off . She started watching a video while touching my penis, and of course, I started touching her too. I touched her genitals first;
she was wearing a skirt, so it was easy to touch them. Even through her underwear, I could feel that it was wet.
My sister said, "You're not that old, but your penis isn't small, and you have a lot of body hair" (actually, I have a lot of body hair).
At this moment, my hand slipped inside her underwear and touched her vulva. It was soft and wet, with not
much hair, not as much as my aunt's.

My left hand started touching her breasts; they were very large, even larger than the breasts of a woman with children. After touching her for a while,
she said it wasn't convenient and started asking me to help her take off her clothes. I easily pulled off her skirt and underwear,
and then pulled her top off her head as well. She didn't take off her bra, so I started
unhooking it I easily unhooked all three hooks. She asked if I had ever undressed a woman before. Of course, I
couldn't tell her I had undressed my aunt, so I said no. She didn't believe me. I said I had undressed that bastard's
sister and
she stroked my penis. I wanted to touch her vagina with my fingers, but she wouldn't let me, saying she was still a virgin and that touching was
fine. I didn't believe her and said that the bastard hadn't slept with me. My sister smiled slightly and said no. I didn't let her have her way;
he had touched my breasts, and only once. My sister's vaginal fluid was plentiful and clear, unlike my aunt's, which had other
secretions. My sister's vagina was very clean, pinkish, without a trace of black except for her pubic hair. She asked me if sex
was comfortable . I said, "Have you ever masturbated?" It felt as good as masturbation. She didn't believe me, so I said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
She disagreed, saying she was still a virgin and wanted to save her first time for her future husband. Ugh, things have come to this point, fellow horny guys
, do you think I can let her go? I pushed her away, and she lay down on the bed. I immediately pounced on her and tried to get hard,
but she absolutely refused. She still let me touch her but wouldn't let me insert my penis into her vagina. I couldn't hold back anymore
. I begged her, but it didn't work. I still tried to force it in, but her legs were tightly clamped together, and I couldn't penetrate her. I was so frustrated I even
considered knocking her unconscious. I climbed on top of her and moved around wildly for a while. She said, "Okay, get off me. Stop it .
What we've done is already going too far." I said, "You've got me all fired up." I asked her what to do, and she said she'd help
me masturbate. She'd never seen what a man's semen looked like. I agreed to let my sister start masturbating me.
After a while, I didn't feel anything, but her hand was already tired and sore. I asked her to switch to her left hand
, but her left hand was even more clumsy. She got tired again after less than a minute. I said I could do it myself because I thought her movements were too slow. A woman's
first time masturbating a man's penis is bound to be difficult. My sister watched as my right hand started masturbating rapidly,
at least 180 times per minute. My hand got tired again, so I switched to my left hand. My left hand was almost as fast as my right.
My sister asked if I masturbated often, and I said yes, once every two days. She said, "No wonder you're so skilled." My left hand got tired
, so I switched to my right hand. I masturbated for about 20 seconds before I ejaculated. Just then, my sister was lying next to my penis,
watching me ejaculate closely. She dodged in time, and I ejaculated all over her face. She said, "You're so bad! Why
didn't you tell me when you were going to ejaculate?" I said, "It was too late." I asked her if she saw how I ejaculated. She replied
that she did. She looked at the semen I left on her stomach and said, "That's sperm." I said, "Yes, that's
a man 's essence." My sister had a lot of semen on her face, which dripped down her fair face and onto my stomach.
There was also a lot on her nose. I asked her what it smelled like. As I asked, she suddenly realized she was vomiting and
quickly got out of bed to go to the bathroom. She vomited once and came out with a clear face.

After she came out, I asked her again what it smelled like. She said it smelled terrible and she couldn't describe it. I said that's the smell of semen
. She started masturbating to show me. A woman's masturbation involves stroking her breasts and genitals, mainly
stimulating her clitoris. My sister stroking her clitoris for about 10 minutes before she orgasmed. During the orgasm, her legs
were tightly closed, and her thighs and stomach were trembling. She was very wet, and her entire genital area was soaking wet.
We hugged naked for a while and then started getting dressed. After we were dressed, I asked her when we could
have sex . My sister said, "Wait, wait until the next life, haha..." I was speechless. She said sex was impossible.
She could help me masturbate when I needed it, or at most let me touch her. After getting dressed, it was almost noon. She washed up and started
cooking . After lunch, she asked me to go to the bookstore with her. While we were buying books, she used her old habit
of linking arms with me and walking side-by-side. At that moment, we ran into some of her high school classmates.
I didn't recognize any of them, and they didn't recognize me either. They asked my sister if I was her boyfriend. I
quickly said no, but we were much closer than boyfriends. They were stunned by my words, and my sister quickly explained, "Don't
confuse them. This is my brother, haha..." They all laughed. Her classmate said in front of me that they thought I was
her boyfriend. They chatted for a while, then each bought their books and parted ways. I rode my motorcycle with
my sister on the back. She said she knew I used to grope her while riding my motorcycle, which made me a little embarrassed. She said, "The road
was fine, and you were driving so fast. Just as you were about to catch me, you braked, and my breasts touched you. I didn't want to say anything because I was afraid of hurting
your feelings or affecting our relationship." I was speechless. A year later, my sister got into university. When she
received her admission letter from Shanghai University of Science and Technology, she was overjoyed and hugged me, kissing my
cheek in front of the whole family. Actually, we didn't have many opportunities that year because her studies were demanding, and even seeing each other was
difficult. We only masturbated twice, both times during the Spring Festival. Everyone else in the family had gone to visit relatives, leaving
just the two of us at home. The night she received her admission letter, she wanted to go out with me and asked me to take her to an arcade
. Damn, back then, there weren't internet cafes in our country; they only started appearing in 1999. On the way, she told
me she could finally relax and that she was treating me tonight. I said it wouldn't cost much at the arcade,
maybe 50 yuan at most. After playing for two hours, she got bored and suggested watching videos.
We and since we didn't dare take our clothes off, we started masturbating. That night, I ejaculated twice; once she helped
me masturbate while she masturbated herself, and she had two orgasms. Her skirt was soaked with sweat; thankfully, it was nighttime and we couldn't see.
We went home around 11 p.m. On the way, I kept thinking about what would happen if my aunt made me stay at home.
"Damn it, if I can't ejaculate, that'll be a problem. I've already ejaculated twice, and even if I can,
it's not much! No, I can't go home." These thoughts crossed my mind. When I dropped my sister off at her door,
I told her to just say I wasn't coming home, that I went out with friends and wouldn't be back that night. My sister didn't
know why. After I told her, I turned and left. I spent the night at my friend's house.

In my previous post, I mentioned that I had been away from home for over six years. Actually, during those six years, I often thought about my sister,
wondering if she was married, and if she had children. These questions constantly tormented me.

My incestuous relationship with my sister truly began in 2005. In 2005, I left my aunt and came to
Shanghai alone to develop my business, wanting to set up my headquarters there. At the time, I didn't know anyone in Shanghai and was afraid of encountering difficulties
, so I simply asked my sister for help. She quickly came from home to Shanghai and contacted
many of her classmates that day to help me. My sister stayed in Shanghai for nine days, and I started our incestuous relationship on the third day.

The weather in Shanghai in May was already very hot. It happened to be raining heavily that day, so we canceled our original plans and
stayed in her room chatting. We talked about many things that day, including sex. I asked her, "Sister, are you still a virgin
?" She thought for a while and frankly said no. At that time, she was sitting on the bed and I was sitting on the sofa. I asked her, "
Who opened your brothel?" She said, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't know." I was furious when I heard that, and I was seething inside. All the good
girls have been taken advantage of, and I didn't even know which bastard had slept with my sister. How could I not
be angry ? Would I still be a man if I wasn't angry? But I didn't show my anger. I asked, "Are you still
in contact with him?" My sister laughed and said that someone like him didn't deserve to be in contact with me. My sister told me that he had abandoned
my sister for money and gotten together with a rich girl from Hangzhou, Zhejiang. But they weren't happy after their marriage. The reason he
abandoned my sister was that my sister was a very simple person and didn't like to show off. At school, she never said that her father was
a businessman or a big boss; she only told her classmates that her father was an ordinary worker. Because of my leaving home and her being
dumped by she dropped out of college before finishing her junior year. My sister had excellent grades, and many classmates and teachers felt sorry for her.
A semester after she dropped out, my fellow villager told me about her, saying that she had taken over her father's
business, and the man who heard it regretted it. I said, "Sister, do you remember when we watched those videos together a few years ago
?" She said, "Of course I remember." Her face turned red as she said it. I asked her, "Can you keep your promise now?"
She said she needed to think about it. I said, "I can only give you 10 minutes." She didn't say anything, just lay quietly
on the bed. I sat there, lit a cigarette, and smoked. Those 10 minutes felt incredibly long.
By the time I finished my third cigarette, I checked the time and it had already been over a minute. My sister was still lying quietly beside me. I tentatively approached
her.

I sat down next to her and began to caress her breasts with my right hand. She opened her eyes, looked at me, and said, "Come on,
but you have to wear a condom because these aren't your safe periods." I was overjoyed and
ran to the bathroom as fast as I could to get a condom. I ran over as fast as I could ever go, and my sister
laughed, saying, "Look how impatient you are!" I pounced on her and we started kissing. We'd never really
kissed before. We kissed and caressed each other, and soon my penis was hard. We started undressing each other, and
soon we were completely naked. My sister's skin was even better than before, so white—
the whitest of all the women I'd ever been with. I immediately put on a condom, spread her legs, and inserted my penis into her vagina. As
soon
the bathroom and got some lubricant, which I applied to her vaginal opening. This time, when I inserted it halfway in, she
cried out in pain , telling me to be gentle, saying my penis was too big. She even said that today she was entrusting herself to me, and I
should be gentle. Hearing that, my penis got even harder, almost bursting. I slowly thrust in and out for a while, and seeing that
my sister had adjusted, I went in deeper. Finally, my 18-centimeter-long penis was fully inserted.
Actually, I felt that my sister's vagina was very tight, almost like a virgin's. I didn't dare to be too rough, so I
slowly went at it for about half an hour before she had an orgasm, and it wasn't very noticeable. After I ejaculated, she told
me that mine was very big, much bigger than her ex-boyfriend's, both in thickness and at least 5 centimeters longer.
It even made her lower abdomen hurt if she wasn't careful. My sister has a good figure, but she's a bit short, not even 1.6
meters tall. Her vagina is also a bit short. We went to sleep naked, cuddling each other, and didn't wake up until after 2
pm . Seeing a beautiful woman sleeping next to me, I was naturally aroused. I started kissing her cheeks and touching her
breasts and genitals. My sister immediately woke up. My sister said, "You little rascal, you want it again?" I nodded and she said, "Okay, I'll
satisfy you." We started giving each other oral sex. She said it was her first time giving oral sex to a man, and she and her ex-boyfriends had never
done it . She lost interest just thinking about the taste of semen. Actually, my sister's oral skills are terrible;
she's the worst at oral sex among the women I've been with. I played with her vagina and licked her clitoris for over 10 minutes, then put on a
condom and started penetration. This time, without lubricant, she produced a lot of vaginal fluid, making
penetration . We used the old-fashioned woman-on-top position. I had her use her hands to support her genitals so my
penis could penetrate shallower and prevent lower abdominal pain. I was on top for about 15 minutes before she orgasmed.
After 3 minutes, she started moaning softly but pleasantly. During her orgasm, she moaned loudly, probably loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I penetrated her from behind, and she orgasmed after 5 minutes of vigorous penetration. I then penetrated her from behind for 10 minutes, and she orgasmed again. I also orgasmed and ejaculated
during her orgasm . Afterward, I asked my sister how it felt. She said that being on top was one feeling, crawling on the bed from behind was another, and penetration from behind was yet another. She said she liked the feeling of penetration from behind the most comfortable and intense . That evening, we went out for dinner together. After dinner, we went to a sex shop and bought some condoms, specifically the largest size, as the hotel's size was a bit small and uncomfortable. We also bought two Viagra pills and two bottles of fly spray. 　　After arriving at the hotel, we went to our room and took the pills. After taking them, we showered together—our first time showering together as adults. We got into bed and started having sex. At the beginning, my sister was very hot, a result of the pills, and she was very wet, soaking a large area of the sheets. She had at least six orgasms and squirted twice, a lot of it. From start to finish, it took over two hours of intense sex. My sister was practically begging me to stop before I finally ejaculated.

The effects of aphrodisiacs on a normal person are incredible; you can't deny it. Afterwards, my sister couldn't even get out of bed; she
was too weak and her legs were sore. I helped her to the bathroom, but she still couldn't stand, so I had to carry her. Later that night
, we did it again, this time for about two hours. In the end, I felt that my sister was very dry and had no more lubrication, so
I thrust hard and finally ejaculated. At that time, my sister was lying on the bed, only breathing and unable to move. I asked her how she
felt, and she used all her strength to say, "With you tonight, my life is worth dying for."
I was so excited! I went back to my room to sleep; I was too tired. I didn't get up until 8 a.m. I
went to my sister's place without even brushing my teeth. I saw her still lying in bed, unable to move; she
wasn't even dressed. I asked her why she wasn't getting up, and she replied, "You've almost killed me; I can't get up. I
have no strength at all." Her voice had changed. I stayed with my sister all morning, and she was finally able to get up in the afternoon
, but could barely take a step. We didn't do anything that afternoon except chat. I asked her why she did
n't find a good man to marry! She said there weren't any suitable men, and she couldn't stand ordinary men. Good men
were either married or a few years younger than her. That year, my sister was already 30. From then on, when I had sex with my sister, she
wouldn't let me take the pill anymore, saying it was torture! She was afraid I'd take the pill. For the next few days, we
had sex whenever we had time, but I never dared to go too long, usually only about 30 minutes. Actually,
when I didn't take the pill and was in a good mood, I could last over an hour, usually more than 30 minutes. The night my sister left
, we had sex three times. I told her that if she missed me, she could come to Shanghai to see me; it was convenient, just a 10-hour train ride
. She smiled and said, "Why don't you come back to me? Why do you have to ask your older sister to come to you?"

After my sister left, she came to Shanghai almost every two weeks, taking the train in the evening and arriving at dawn. We would have sex like crazy
for two days . If I went to Shenzhen, I would let her know in advance, and she wouldn't come. Her coming to Shanghai to
meet me continued until her wedding, which was just a few days ago, around May Day.

On the eve of my wedding at the end of 2005, we had sex on my new wedding bed. We did it three times
that night, and even tried anal sex. She said it hurt more than when I lost my virginity because I couldn't penetrate her.
It took almost half an hour to get the head of my penis in, and she was already teary-eyed. We had no choice but
to use lubricant. Damn it, that day we had anal sex and it brought up feces! It was so dirty; my entire glans was covered in yellowish
stuff. My sister and I laughed a lot after seeing it. We had anal sex at least twice a month, and I ejaculated inside her five times.
The rest of the time, I ejaculated inside her vagina. Later, she wouldn't let me use condoms anymore, saying it was more comfortable without them. After the wedding, my
wife and I came to Shanghai. Every time she came, she would call me first. We
had sex several times. She didn't like using sex toys; she felt uncomfortable with them. Even with a vibrator, she didn't like it. She just liked me licking her and
penetrating her. The most intense time made her vagina bleed a little, not seriously, because my penis was
too long and thick.

In 2008, my older sister finally found a boyfriend who was five years younger than her, two years younger than me. I often
joked always telling him to call me "Big Brother," even though
in our hometown there's a custom that the younger brother of the older sister's husband or boyfriend is only entitled to call him "Big Brother" or "Brother-in-law." He always just grinned foolishly. He was a math teacher, not particularly
capable, just a bookworm.
His
family was poor, couldn't afford a house, and had a hard time finding a wife until he met my sister at 27. They met online; they were from the same county. They chatted for two months before meeting in person. Actually, my sister's fiancée was quite pretty, but she lacked a man's assertiveness. After meeting
him, my sister couldn't accept him being five years younger than her and rejected him. He texted her every day,
but never replied. He then went to her factory to find her, and my parents happened to run into him. My parents
talked to the young man and, knowing his family's financial situation, didn't object. With their persuasion, my sister reluctantly agreed
to date him for a while. My sister discovered that her fiancé was a very honest person and genuinely liked
her . The relationship between the two gradually improved. My sister and I had both visited their home; they were indeed very poor. His father was gone, and he had
three brothers and a sister; he was the eldest. The family of five relied on his meager salary of just over 1000 yuan, so
their living conditions were unimaginable. My sister had never seen him wear a decent pair of shoes, let alone designer clothes.
Once, my sister lost her phone and, without time to buy a new one, she used her father's old phone, which she found
. That same day, he borrowed over 2000 yuan from a colleague to buy her a new phone, though she didn't know he had
borrowed the money . Later, a relative of ours taught with him, and through that relative, my sister was deeply moved and
offered to give him all her salary, saying she couldn't keep a penny for herself, but she would give him pocket money. Soon, they moved in together
, and he moved into our home. My sister said that at first, he wasn't used to our family's lifestyle. It took him over a month to adjust
. After they moved in together, our family helped them build a new house and bought a new apartment for my sister and him in the city.
Our father also helped his two younger brothers find jobs.

After my sister moved in with him, we saw each other less. At least
once . During sex, I asked my sister who was better in bed, me or her. She said
, "Of course, it's me. At least his penis isn't as big as mine, and he doesn't have as many positions or last as long as I do." On May 1st,
they got married, and my wife and I went back home. I had planned to have a good time with my sister before her wedding , but we never had the chance. Finally, on April 29th, the opportunity came. We went to the city to buy wedding supplies; only my sister went, everyone else was busy at home. We realized we hadn't done it for over a month . After buying the supplies, we drove to her new house. On her new bed, I started having sex with her. We did it twice that afternoon, and she orgasmed both times, one time even squirting a lot. My sister said she would be someone else 's bride the day after tomorrow and wanted me to remember her forever. She bit me hard on the shoulder, making it burn and bleed a lot. My sister also told me that I'd almost never have the chance to have sex with her again. If they're happy after their marriage, she won't have anything to do with me anymore. She demanded that I promise her I wouldn't call and bother her. Even if I really wanted to have sex with her, I had to keep it to myself and couldn't seduce her. She said she'd contact me when she wanted to. I'm so confused!

I've become her sex slave. My sister even said that we did it on your bed when you got married, and now we
did it on my bed when I got married, so neither of us is at a disadvantage. I'm so confused by this. I had no choice but to agree
for my sister's happiness. If my brother-in-law finds out that night, my sister and I are finished, and our family is finished too.
I know that's what my sister is afraid of.

On May 1st, at 5 a.m., my sister and I drove to the city to get her makeup done. We barely
spoke on the way. I knew that today she would be someone else's wife, and someone else's possession.
When we were halfway there, I said, "Can we do it one last time?" My sister asked, "Do you have a place?" I said, "Yes, in
the car." We've never done that in a car before. I drove
to the place where I had sex with my aunt in the car. When we arrived at the familiar place, I parked the car and we kissed passionately. We started taking off our clothes
right away , and after we were naked, we went to the SUV. This time, we were driving my friend's SUV. The room was quite
spacious . I habitually used my hand to stimulate her vulva, and after a while, she became wet. We started having sex, and I ejaculated after about 5 minutes
. I don't know why I ejaculated so quickly that day. We rested for a while, and she started giving me oral sex. She became aroused again and
said she didn't want to do it in the car anymore, so we did it outside. I thought, wow, she's even more intense than me! My sister and I got out of the
car and bent over. I spread her buttocks and labia and
inserted myself. My sister even told me to thrust harder and go all the way in. I thrust hard into her mouth, saying, "Good brother, fuck me hard, fuck
me death!" I said, "I'll fuck you to death, fuck you until you go to the Western Paradise to find Buddha to have sex with." My sister didn't care about her lower abdomen
hurting; her words were very lewd. This further aroused me. My thrusting speed at that moment was the fastest I'd ever experienced in years,
more than 3 times per second (in my opinion). My sister orgasmed in less than 3 minutes, but I continued for
about 10 minutes before I finally ejaculated. I ejaculated all inside her. When I pulled my penis out of her vagina,
she couldn't even stand up and immediately squatted down. After resting for a while, we got in the car and got dressed. Looking at the time,
it was almost 6 o'clock. She rinsed her mouth with mineral water and then ate two Wrigley's gums. When we arrived at the makeup shop, they had just
opened and were waiting for us. We finished our makeup at 8 o'clock, got in the car, and left. On the way, I drove slowly and
didn't dare touch her, and she didn't dare move either. My sister still told me that I shouldn't disturb her life; she would contact me
when , but I absolutely couldn't contact her. She was trying her best to be fair to her husband. I
thought to myself, "Your husband can't satisfy you right now. Sooner or later you'll come back to me. Then I'll give you a good
talking to. You won't know how powerful the Three-Eyed Horse King is until I make things difficult for you."

When she got in the car and left, I noticed her gaze was different; I guess she wasn't feeling well either! She
hasn't contacted me yet; I really don't know when she will. When she does,
you'll be in for a world of hurt, haha.

(III) My Mother

When I was nine years old, my father went to Beijing with a construction team, leaving only my mother, my sister,
my aunt, and me at home. My aunt had just found a boyfriend and spent all her time dating him, rarely home during the day.

After summer vacation, when I was in second grade, I discovered my mother was having an affair. I don't remember exactly when, but it was around 9 a.m., when we were learning multiplication
tables .

After breakfast, I went to school (back then, we had one class in the morning, went home for lunch, and then
came back to school; there were three classes at noon). Not long after arriving at school, I started to have a stomachache.

Think about it: in the late 1980s, rural children often had stomachaches for some reason
; it was probably due to hygiene issues—but I digress.

I insisted on not asking for leave and persisted for about 30 minutes until the bell rang for math class. Less than 20
minutes into the class, the pain became unbearable. The teacher, seeing my pale face, told me to go home and have my parents take
me to the hospital.

As soon as I got home, I saw an unfamiliar bicycle. Back then, rural courtyards were just open fields
without walls. I tried to open the door, but it was locked from the inside. I went to the window to see
what my mother was doing inside, but I couldn't see anything; the curtains were drawn. I called out to my mother loudly.

After a while, she opened the door for me. I went into her room and saw a man inside.

My mother was 37 years old that year, and the man looked to be at most 30. My mother even told me to call him Uncle Wang.

My mother asked why I hadn't come home from school, and I told her I had a stomachache.

My mother rubbed my stomach and said, "It's nothing, kids often have stomach aches, it'll be
fine ."

After a while, it really didn't hurt as much, so I played at home by myself. My mother asked me to go out and play, but I refused. She
had no choice but to let me play in the living room. She and that man went into the bedroom and
locked the door from the inside. It took a long time before she opened it. When she opened the door, I saw them lying on the bed, fully clothed, chatting
face to face . I don't know what they were talking about, since I was just a child then and didn't understand
much.

When I was 10 years old, my father started a business and was rarely home.

I remember it was summer vacation, and my older sister and cousin went to my aunt's house, leaving just my mother and me
at home . I watched TV until about 8 pm and went to bed. It was summer, and the weather was quite hot.
I woke up from the heat after sleeping for a short time. I didn't notice if anyone was home and went out to pee,
and I also drank a lot of cold water.

Lying in bed, I heard my mother talking to a man. I listened carefully and realized the man
was my uncle. He had just gotten married that year and was a little over 20 years old.

They didn't turn on the lights, they were talking in the dark. I don't know what they said at first because I was still
asleep . As soon as I got into bed, they stopped talking. I lay there, too afraid to move, wanting to hear
what they were saying.

After a few minutes, thinking I was asleep, they started talking again. Their topics were very lewd,
all about sex, who had sex with whose wife and how.
They talked about how many times they had sex in one night when they first got married, how their first time happened, and so on. They even talked about my cousin.

My mother asked my cousin, "How many times have you and your wife done it in one night at most?"

My cousin said, "Five times."

My mother then asked, "What did it feel like when you were with your wife?"

My uncle replied, "She's too thin; it's uncomfortable to lie on her. Someone like you would be
more comfortable ."

My mother was almost 40 at the time and had gained weight.

I don't know what they talked about after that, or what time he left. I just know they each
sat on a bench very close to each other. I was so excited listening to that that I had a hard-on. I don't know if they had sex
.

When I was 12, my mother woke up early, and so did I. It was summer, and my mother
took off her pants . I saw her, and she knew I saw her, but she didn't hide it from me. That was the first time I saw
my mother's genitals. She was a good 10 meters away from me; all I
saw .

A few days later, I woke up early one morning. My mother, wearing a miniskirt, was sitting on a low stool picking vegetables.
I sat opposite her, helping her. I saw her genitals, but only
the pubic hair . I didn't see anything else; after all, she was wearing underwear, and I don't have X-ray vision.

From then on, I fantasized about seeing my mother's genitals every day and even learned to masturbate. I only felt a tingling pleasure
without ejaculating.

That summer when I was 13, my father came home from his business trip. I thought they would definitely have sex that night, so I
pretended to be asleep. I waited until midnight but didn't hear any movement from them, and eventually fell asleep again.

A few days later, my father left. Because of the hot weather, my mother went to sleep without her top on, revealing her large
breasts . Before that, I often saw my mother's breasts; she never hid from me when she changed her clothes.
When we slept, I touched my mother's breasts, and she even let me touch them and suckled on her breasts.

Actually, I was very excited that night, waking up around 1 a.m. and touching them until after 3 a.m.

I touched my mother's stomach; she was wearing briefs. I don't know why, but I somehow
slipped my hand inside her underwear. I touched her pubic hair, and she pulled it out.

I was so scared I didn't dare breathe, and I fell asleep almost immediately.

The next day, my mother went to work in the fields and asked me to help. I went with her. It was very hot, but I wanted to help
my mother . Actually, I'm a very hardworking person; I've helped with farm work since I was little.

Around 10 a.m., my mother squatted on the edge of the field, pulled down her pants, and urinated. I was right
next to her, but she moved so quickly that I didn't dare bend down to peek. I only heard the sound of her urinating and saw her
big buttocks. We continued working until all the weeds in the field were gone before going home.

On the way home, we passed a reed bed, and I said, "I need to pee." I pulled down my pants,
grabbed my penis, and urinated.

At that moment, my mother next to me also pulled down her pants and urinated. She even looked to see if anyone was there. This time,
I saw her vagina. Her labia were very dark, but the inside was pinkish. I was so excited that I immediately
got an erection. We both pulled up our pants almost at the same time, and she probably saw that I was erect.

About two weeks later, my father came home. That night, I woke up thirsty. The moonlight was bright, and my parents were in
the bed next to mine. I got up to get some water without turning on the light. My parents weren't asleep;
they I noticed that my mother wasn't wearing anything that day; she had even taken off her underwear, while
my father was wearing only underwear.

That night was the first time I saw my mother's naked body—her plump, white body with thick pubic hair. I was
incredibly excited.

I lay in bed pretending to sleep while secretly watching my mother's naked body.

My father stayed for three days before leaving. It was summer vacation, and I was watching TV by myself. The local channel often showed
movies . One night, they showed a horror movie, but I got scared halfway through and couldn't watch anymore. When I went to sleep, I asked
to sleep with my mother, and she made me go to the other end of the bed.

School is about to start, and the weather is getting a bit chilly. Since it's in the north, my mom covered herself with a blanket when she slept.
I snuggled under her blanket, and as soon as I got in, I realized she was sleeping naked, without wearing anything.

I didn't move for a few minutes, but I got tired, so I started moving. My feet started to
wander , and I used them to touch my mom's pubic hair. This time, she didn't remove my feet.

My mom's legs were spread apart, and I rubbed my feet on the area with the most pubic hair below her abdomen
for about 15 minutes. Then, I cautiously moved my feet down little by little. When my feet
touched something soft, I knew I had touched my mom's labia. I paused there slightly, and then I
wiggled my big toe from side to side, pushing it inwards. As soon as it went in, I felt my mom shudder; it
felt hot and wet. My big toe was completely inside, and I rubbed it for quite a while.

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