Incest in Shanghai

I was born in an old-style alleyway in Shanghai, living with my parents and my aunt (my father's older sister, who came back to live with us after her divorce) in a space of less than 20 square meters.

I remember my grandmother living with us when I was very young, but it became too crowded, so she moved to my aunt's house (my father's second older sister), who had already married.

My parents were both factory workers. My aunt originally had a very good job, but unfortunately, the factory closed down shortly after her divorce, and she later became a saleswoman.

Although my family wasn't wealthy, because I was their only child, everyone doted on me and spoiled me. The four of us lived like this in one room until I started to understand things.

At night, we would draw the curtain in the middle of the room to separate my parents' and aunt's beds.

I always slept with my parents. Perhaps they thought I was too young, because they never hid from me when they made love (and there was no way to hide it). When I was little, I didn't understand, but when I saw my father on top of my mother, I would call out to my aunt, telling my father not to bully my mother, and my aunt would laugh.

They usually didn't moan much. Sometimes I'd feel the bed moving, but I wouldn't hear any moans, only the creaking of the bed. Sometimes I'd also hear their rapid breathing and the splashing of fluid between their legs (I was too young to understand then).

Later, when I was a little older, my aunt told me that my parents were doing something "pleasant." Then I noticed that when they made love, I stopped yelling and started peeking. Sometimes when my dad saw me watching, he'd tell me to turn my head away and go to sleep, but he wouldn't say anything else.

That's how I spent my childhood, a time of vague understanding.

I don't know if it was due to my environment or good nutrition (my family always saved the best food for me), but I clearly remember that when I was in fourth grade (around 11 years old), I started puberty early and grew pubic hair.

But I wasn't scared because I'd seen my dad's pubic hair and knew that everyone grows it eventually. However, my family didn't know I was an introverted boy, and I wasn't very tall then. From then on, I started secretly observing adults making love.

The first time I clearly witnessed sex was around the time I was going through puberty.

I was doing homework at his house with some friends from the alley. When he opened the door, we were all stunned. His parents were having sex, but they were both dressed.

His father quickly climbed off his mother, and she told us to wait outside. I still remember her expression. They didn't say anything afterwards; maybe they still thought of us as children.

Sometimes I think about how pitiful and helpless that generation in the alley was.

From then on, that image kept flashing before my eyes. Later, my grades started to drop.

Gradually, I started hanging out with the older "hooligans" at school. Firstly, being on good terms with them meant I wouldn't be bullied, and secondly, my good friends (who were even worse at school than me) introduced me to them, and we gradually became familiar. Those guys would sneak out at night to extort money from arcades—they were much worse than me, haha, I digress.

My family didn't know I was going astray, but my grades dropped, and my observant aunt noticed. She asked my mother if I was starting puberty.

One Sunday during summer vacation when I was 12, my dad went to play mahjong. My mom, aunt, and two middle-aged female neighbors (one of whom was my best friend's mom, the woman we'd seen having sex with last time) sat around the house chatting and knitting.

Somehow, the conversation drifted to my puberty. I was watching TV at the time, and my mom called me over and told me to take off my pants so the adults could check. I initially refused because I felt embarrassed about having pubic hair.

Then, as I turned to leave, someone forcefully pulled my pants down (friends in Shanghai know that back then in summer we usually only wore boxer shorts with two white stripes down the sides, kind of like sweatpants). My thick pubic hair and short penis were completely exposed to the four women.

Obviously, they were surprised, and after a few seconds of astonishment, they all laughed loudly, saying I'd grown up.

At that time, my pubic hair was already very long and thick, but my penis was still small, curled up in the pubic hair. At this moment, Aunt Wu from next door said, "Little brother (actually, she was calling me by my nickname), isn't your foreskin too long? Shouldn't you let your glans be exposed? Otherwise, it will affect your development." Startled by this, I reacted quickly, immediately pulling up my pants and running away.

I felt so embarrassed at that moment, I really wanted to crawl into a hole. For the next few days, I didn't dare go out openly, feeling like a thief being criticized… That night, Dad had sex with Mom again (actually, they didn't have sex very frequently, only once or twice a week at most). I slept next to Mom, secretly watching them as usual. By the moonlight, I saw Dad's buttocks moving up and down repeatedly against Mom's genitals.

When I secretly looked at Mom's body, I suddenly noticed Mom turn her head and glance at me. I was so scared that I immediately closed my eyes (actually, I couldn't see anything; they were wearing pajamas when they were doing it). I think she still saw me peeking at them, but she didn't say anything.

My dad was a rough, uncouth man. He ejaculated after a few minutes, then climbed down and quickly fell asleep, snoring loudly. Although my penis was very hard at that moment, I didn't know how to masturbate back then… The next day, it was just my mom and me at home. My mom locked the door and told me very seriously to take off my pants. Seeing her serious expression, I thought, "Oh no, she's definitely going to settle accounts with me for what happened last night," so I didn't dare to struggle and obediently took off my pants.

My mom strode over, squatted down, quickly parted my pubic hair, grabbed my penis, and started pulling the foreskin back, telling me that a long foreskin had many dangers, saying it was easy to get a bacterial infection. My mom's hands were very soft, and besides, it was the first time someone had held my penis like that, so it felt very comfortable… My penis started to get hard, and slowly the foreskin couldn't be pulled back anymore, and only half of the glans was exposed.

I will never forget the feeling of the electric fan blowing on my glans.

My mom kept pulling my foreskin back hard, and I started to cry out in pain. She said to just bear with it, and that if I didn't do it now, I would have to have surgery later. I was terrified of surgery; the pain was so intense I was almost in tears. I held my breath as my mother continued to pull my foreskin back.

It took a long time, and finally my glans emerged, but my penis was very hard, and the opening of the foreskin was too small, causing excruciating pain. It was hot, and the pain was intense; I was drenched in sweat. I was lying on the bed in pain because my penis was still erect and the foreskin wouldn't come down. It felt like the foreskin was being torn apart… But later, the pain subsided as my penis softened.

When my father came home, he saw me covered in sweat and asked what was wrong. My mother told him everything, and my father said she had "knocked out"… But I overheard my mother saying that the neighbor said if the glans didn't emerge during puberty, it would affect the size of the penis later.

From then on, my penis gradually broke free from the foreskin's restraint, and it began to grow noticeably faster. However, my mother would still check my penis's development periodically, and she and my father started to deliberately become more open during sex, perhaps trying to give me some form of sex education!

Later, when they were in the mood, they even had sex during the day. I would do my homework on a small stool while my aunt watched TV in the room. Although we were facing away from them, we could still hear the sounds.

Later still, when I got a little older, my father let me sleep with my aunt because I had grown too big for the bed.

Around that time, they took down the curtains in our house, and I think they started treating me like an adult! After that, watching my parents have sex became much easier, and they didn't have any reservations anymore.

By the time I was 12, I fully understood sex between men and women, and my mother and aunt weren't very careful when bathing anymore.

Because it was an old-fashioned house, they usually fetched water into the room and bathed in a large basin.

Sometimes when they were bathing, I would pretend to watch cartoons, but well, you know what I meant, haha, that's how I saw my mother and aunt's genitals. My mother didn't have much pubic hair, but it covered a wide area; my aunt's pubic hair was dense and black.

I don't know when (it seems like after I turned 13), but I also learned to masturbate, and it became uncontrollable. I would often ejaculate all over my underwear at night. Later, my mother couldn't stand it anymore (because she was bathing), and my aunt simply gave me a condom (they were given out for free at the entrance of the alley) so I could use it to masturbate and not ejaculate outside.

I slept with my aunt, and of course, we would do some lewd things too! Haha! I remember when I wanted to masturbate, I would touch my aunt's breasts, first on the outside, then inside her clothes, and rub my penis against her thighs. Even though my aunt was in her forties, rubbing her thighs felt really good!

At first, my aunt neither said anything nor objected, but she would only let me touch her pubic hair at most, and wouldn't let me touch her genitals. Later, to prevent me from ejaculating in the blankets, my aunt would say to my dad, who was in the next bed, "Xiao Lin (dad's name), get a condom, that girl wants it again." My dad would say, "Little rascal, you don't study hard, you always want it!" My mom would find a condom in the bedside cabinet, throw one over, my aunt would tear open the packaging, then hold my erect penis in one hand and put the condom on me with the other, and I would start rubbing her thighs. Sometimes, when I was lucky, I could watch my parents making love in the bed across the hall while I rubbed my aunt's thighs.

My first time penetrating was when I was 19.

I was a high school sophomore and had become quite familiar with the local thugs. One time, two of my brothers (we called each other brothers) had just finished something—I forget the details—and we all went to one of my brothers' houses that afternoon. We ended up watching porn.

There were three women there too, also female thugs, with dyed blonde hair and cigarettes in their mouths; they were all unemployed. Two of them were older than us, in their twenties, and the third, a year older, was one of my brothers' "wives."

Later, the two women in their twenties egged on my brother, telling him to fuck his wife for us to see. Although we joined in, my brother refused! He said that if the two women took off their bras, he would do it for us.

It turned out we underestimated his judgment. One of the women said, "Damn it! You think I wouldn't dare?" She immediately put her cigarette in the ashtray, quickly took off her t-shirt, and unhooked her bra... We guys were all dumbfounded. A woman we knew so well was actually undressed! Her breasts were really big, especially her areolas, which were also very large, but the color had turned black.

After she took off her clothes, she said to that guy, "Don't go back on your word!" My guy, being a man of the streets, didn't say a word and just started stripping his wife's clothes off and having sex with her right in front of us. The other three of us watched from the side, and my little brother was so hard with excitement!

I don't remember how it happened later, but the woman in her twenties (who hadn't taken off her clothes) asked me, "Have you ever been with a woman before?" I said, "No." She then took off her clothes and said, "Today, I'll let you 'teach me a lesson'." She was probably thin, so her breasts weren't very big, but her nipples were very large, thick, and dark.

Although I masturbate often, my mind goes completely blank at crucial moments… She made me lie on my back, then straddled me, grabbed my penis, and sat down on me.

She squatted down and moved her hips up and down on my penis. At first, there was no lubrication, the foreskin was pulled back, and it hurt, but as she continued, it quickly became wet, and the movements became smoother. Each time she sat down, she could swallow my entire penis into her vagina.

Entering such a hot, wet vagina for the first time felt so good… Soon, I felt a tingling, soreness in my glans, and suddenly my penis became very hard, and I couldn't help but ejaculate! I don't remember how I got home afterwards.

My dad is a bit of a pervert. Once, after he had sex with my mom, he suddenly had the idea to let me try it too.

My aunt and I were watching TV in front of us (with our backs to them), and they both turned around in surprise when they heard this.

I was a little embarrassed, and my aunt laughed and said to my dad, "Are you out of your mind?" My mom, hearing this, laughed awkwardly and started hitting my dad, saying he was mentally unstable.

I didn't want to go over there, but my feet unconsciously wandered onto my parents' bed.

My dad said, "This kid masturbates all the time anyway (he doesn't know I'm already 'born'), let him have his fun!" Then my dad told me to take off my shorts and climb onto the bed, while he went to pull off my mom's pants, spreading her legs. My mom struggled a bit, but she was no match for my dad's strength, and couldn't move. She cursed a few times and then stopped moving.

At this moment, my aunt excitedly came over to see me penetrate. My mind was racing, but my body instinctively pressed my small penis against the opening my dad was pointing to, which he was spreading my labia with one hand, and slowly inserted it.

To be honest, I really didn't feel anything at that time. Maybe my penis was too small and my mom's vagina was too big. I could only feel the base of my penis being enveloped by my mom's vaginal opening. At this moment, I could also clearly see that my dad's penis had grown bigger again.

Because my mom had an IUD, I didn't wear a condom. I was really nervous, just thrusting in and out randomly... I don't know how long it lasted, but I ejaculated.

After that, every time Dad finished with Mom before bed, I couldn't wait to climb on top of her and start having sex with her too. Mom wouldn't make a sound when we were doing it; she just silently endured it, but sometimes I could sense that she was quite comfortable.

However, no matter how much I begged, we only ever had one position: I was always on top, with her legs spread wide, and she never gave me oral sex. Perhaps it was because Dad was right there, or perhaps because she couldn't let go of her pride as Mom!

Later, after Mom was laid off from her state-owned enterprise due to reforms, she became a taxi driver.

To be honest, having sex with Mom was purely about releasing my sexual desire.

Dad loved me very much; when I was with Mom, he would sleep next to me or watch TV, never saying a word.

But I never had sex with Mom with Dad, or before Dad did; I always went first after Dad finished, and this became an unspoken agreement between us.

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