Loving Mother-Son Relationship - Sun Liqin

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"Mom, you are the most beautiful woman in the world! I want to love you for a lifetime, and I want to be loving and affectionate with you forever. Thank you for giving birth to my children!" — Protagonist's Heart Characters in

the Text : Sun Liqin — My mother, manager of the clothing department of a large shopping mall in Harbin, 43 years old (2006), married, widowed, enjoys beauty treatments, shopping, listening to classical music, and watching movies. She has only one son, me, A-Quan!

Me — A-Quan, male, lawyer at a law firm in Harbin, mainly handling criminal and economic cases, 26 years old, unmarried, enjoys watching incestuous, mature women, and stocking websites, and likes mature women's high heels, stockings, bras, and underwear. I had a crush on my biological mother when I was in junior high school.

Finally, I got off work and rushed out of the office. I knew that my mother would be home by now. I hailed a taxi, told the driver my destination, and felt a surge of joy because today was an even-numbered day! (Want to know why? Read on!)

When I got home, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Sure enough, Mom was already home, busy preparing dinner. She hadn't had time to change out of her black knee-length business suit skirt and black pointed-toe stilettos. Her long hair was pulled back with a purple hair clip, and her pale red lipstick made her lips look even more alluring. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes added a touch of mature womanhood. The black business suit, combined with her 1.68-meter height, flesh-colored stockings, and black pointed-toe stilettos, was enough to make any man's heart flutter! Mom had a unique charm from behind.

I stood there, admiring her like a rare treasure!

"You're back?" Mom said with a smile as she chopped vegetables.

"I'm back!" I threw my handbag on the table, went into the kitchen, and hugged my mother tightly from behind, resting my head on her back.

"You're so naughty, be careful Mom doesn't cut her hand," Mom said with a laugh.

"Mom, it's an even number again today!" I whispered in her ear.

"You little rascal, you want it again?" Mom smiled, her face flushed.

"Yes, Mom, how about we have some 'marital life' tonight?" I deliberately emphasized "marital life
. "

Mom chuckled, "You little brat, do you even know what 'marital life' is? You want it!"
I gently kissed her earlobe, inhaling the unique fragrance of a mature woman, and said, "Mom, after we get into bed tonight, you'll teach me what 'marital life' is, okay?!"

Mom rolled her eyes at me and laughed, "You silly girl! I sleep with you every day, how could you not know what 'marital life' is? Do I need to teach you!"

"Mom—" I started kissing her neck.

"Alright, stop teasing Mom now. Well... tonight, when you get in bed, be gentle with Mom!" Mom whispered in my ear.

"Okay, once we're in bed, I'll make sure Mom has a good time!" I deliberately kissed Mom's cheek again.
"You naughty boy!" Mom pushed me away and started cooking, a blushing smile on her face.

I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Quan, I'm 25, and I'm my mom's only son. I'm a lawyer at a law firm.

My mom's name is Sun Liqin, and she's 43. When she was young, she was a backup dancer in the army's song and dance troupe. She had a fantastic figure, loved wearing high heels, and had a shapely figure. Mom told me that when she was young, many men pursued her. Later, she transferred to a large department store, and now she's the manager of the clothing department. Although she's 43 now, she still has a great figure. When she goes out, men always glance at her. She has curves in all the right places, and what's more, my mom has a unique charm that mature women possess.

Don't laugh, but I secretly had a crush on my mom when I was in junior high. Strictly speaking, she was my first love. I loved being in her arms since I was little; she always had a wonderfully fragrant scent. My mom and dad met through an introduction. My dad was the son of a high-ranking official, so my mom married him. Later, my dad went into business and co-founded a company. The business was very successful, and he made a lot of money. He passed away in a car accident three years ago. My dad had many shares in the company, and since I'm a lawyer, my mom and I receive dividends from the company every year. In addition, I earn case fees, so we live a very comfortable life. Now it's just the two of us at home.

My relationship with my mom is more than just mother and son! It all started a month before my father passed away. That day, I went drinking with some college friends and didn't get home until after 10 p.m. When I got home, a thrilling idea popped into my head. I wasn't actually drunk, but I pretended to be. My mother was watching TV in her bedroom. When she saw me come home, reeking of alcohol, she got up and helped me sit down on the sofa in the living room. I leaned into her arms (taking advantage of my mother). My mother asked, "Son, have you had too much to drink? If you can't drink, at least drink less!"

My mother was wearing a black lace nightgown, and her underwear was clearly visible. I kept my head down, pretending to be drunk, and squinted at my mother's underwear while asking, "Where's Dad?" "He's not coming home tonight. Some of his friends have gone out to socialize."

Hearing this, I felt a surge of joy.

"Mom, hug me," I said, pretending to be drunk and acting cute.

"How old are you? You still need your mother to hug you!" My mother smiled and wiped my head with a cool towel.

"No, I'm your son, you're my mother, I want you to hold me, Mom—" I whispered in my mother's ear, "Drink less next time. It breaks my heart to see you like this, you know?" My mother held me in her arms and gently wiped my head with a cool towel. Lying in my mother's arms, breathing in her scent, it felt so good!

"Mom, I want you to hold me while I sleep tonight," I said.

"You're so big, and you still want Mom to hold you while you sleep? What will your wife think of you when you get married?" My mother gently tapped my forehead and said with a smile.

"No, I want Mom to hold me while I sleep tonight!"

"..." My mother seemed to be thinking.

"Mom—" I called softly, "Alright, you can sleep in Mom's room tonight. Your dad won't be back tonight, but don't tell him you drank too much, or he'll scold you again, okay?"

My mother finally gave in, "Okay, Mom," I said.

"Just drink less next time, so you won't worry Mom so much! Lie down for a bit, Mom will run your bath." After saying that, Mom got up and went to the bathroom.

Once the bath was ready, Mom told me to shower first, and then go to bed.

After showering, I deliberately went into Mom's bedroom wearing only my underwear, lay down on her bed, and pretended to be very sleepy. Mom was combing her hair at the dressing table. Seeing me like this, she covered me with a blanket. I pretended to be fast asleep. Seeing that I was asleep, Mom didn't go to the bathroom to take off her clothes, but instead turned her back and took off her clothes in her room. I pretended to be asleep while squinting at Mom as she undressed.

While watching "News Night Flight" on Heilongjiang TV, Mom took off her black lace nightgown and placed it on the chair. Underneath, she wore a light pink bra with soft foam in the front (women seem to like wearing bras like this; Mom later secretly told me that they look good in them, highlighting their breasts. Actually, Mom's breasts aren't small, but she still prefers them bigger—sigh, women…). Then she reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. With the bra off, Mom's full, snow-white breasts immediately sprang out—so big!

Mom's bra was at least a size 3 or 4 (I later learned it was a size 4), and it must have felt very elastic! My lower body immediately became hard. Mom didn't notice me peeking at her; she continued watching TV, casually tossing the bra onto the bedside table. Mom's panties were white lace thongs, with a few fine black hairs peeking out between her legs. Mom carefully pulled down her panties and threw them on the bed before going to the bathroom to shower.

As I listened to the rushing water in the bathroom, I gently rubbed my penis, which slowly hardened. I picked up my mother's underwear and panties, which she had tossed on the bedside table, and inhaled deeply. There was a unique, mature woman's scent, and her body heat still lingered on the clothes—it felt so good!
I carefully licked the crotch of her panties and the inside of her bra with the tip of my tongue, silently chanting, "Mom, my goddess! I love you!"

A little while later, my mother finished washing, and I quickly put her bra and panties back where they were, then lay down on the bed pretending to be asleep.

After my mother came out of the bathroom, she dried herself, took a set of black underwear from the closet, and put it on. Then she threw the clothes on the bed into the bathroom.

Then she lay down beside me, and I pretended to be woken up, squinting at her and saying, "Mom, are you done washing?"

"Mom's done washing, go to sleep!"

"Mom, hug me," I said sweetly. "

Okay, Mom will hug you," my mother said, smiling as she hugged me.

I buried my face in my mother's arms, my face pressed against her breasts, which were clad in a white lace bra. They were so warm and fragrant—the same scent as her bra and panties. I wrapped my arms around her waist, drawing us even closer.

With my left arm around her waist and my face against her full breasts, I started to get hard again. Coincidentally, my lower body was positioned between her legs. She shifted slightly but didn't say anything. She just pulled her arms tighter, and I pulled her waist even tighter, my erection pressing against her legs. Between our genitals, only two thin layers of fabric separated us.

After a while, she released me and went to the bathroom. I heard the sound of toilet paper being used to wipe something inside. Was it…? It sounded like she was wet down there!

After wiping herself, Mom went back to bed and hugged me tightly, just like before, only this time even tighter. My arms around her waist tightened, and my erection remained pressed between her legs. Mom seemed to enjoy this too; whether intentionally or unintentionally, she shifted slightly, and my hardness pressed against the side of her underwear.

Neither of us said a word.

Breathing in the unique scent of a mature woman emanating from Mom, my erection grew even harder.

"No, I can't sleep tonight if I don't ejaculate!" I thought, reflecting on Mom's indulgence of my earlier actions and the intentional or unintentional position.

"But will Mom agree?"

"Mom's underwear is in the bathroom!" A thought formed in my mind.

"Mom, I need to pee," I said to Mom in a deliberately childish voice.

"You naughty boy, you're so big and you still want Mom to help you pee!"

"Go by yourself, why do you need Mom to help you?" Mom seemed to know what I was going to do, whispering in my ear.

"Ah!" With Mom's pardon, I felt even more confident!

I went into the bathroom, turned on the washing machine, and sure enough, there was Mom's bra, white lace thong, and a pair of flesh-colored stockings inside. I held Mom's white lace thong under my nose, breathing in her scent. I put the flesh-colored stockings over my penis and vigorously rubbed it against Mom's bra, recalling Mom's beautiful face, long hair, smooth neck, mature body, full breasts, flat stomach, dark pubic hair, and that mysterious place...

In my heart, I shouted, "Mom, I want to fuck you, Mom, I want to possess you!!!!" I imagined Mom being ridden beneath me, moaning in ecstasy, my thick penis trembling as it went in and out of her vagina. I ejaculated, and Mom's flesh-colored stockings and bra were covered in my white semen. So good! I deliberately wiped my face with the inside of my mother's bra and the underwear of her white lace thong.

I went back to my mother's bedroom, lay down, and she still held me tightly. I still rested my head between her breasts. She whispered in my ear, "Leave the clothes there, Mom will wash them herself tomorrow."
I didn't say anything, just hugged her even tighter!

From that night on, my relationship with my mother became very complicated.

The next morning, when I woke up, my mother had already prepared breakfast. "You naughty son, get up!"
Today, my mother's smile was especially beautiful to me!

"Mom, you're up early!" I said, getting up to use the bathroom. I found that the "feminine hygiene products" that I had soiled the night before were already washed and hanging to dry in the bathroom.

While I was eating, my father came home, relieving the awkwardness of my mother and me being alone together!

After that, whenever my father wasn't home, I could sleep with my mother, but we only hugged and cuddled each other; we didn't do anything else. During that time, if I really wanted something, I could just ask my mom when no one else was around, "Mom, when are you going to change your clothes?" and she would understand and leave some of her worn "women's items" (like bras, panties, stockings, etc., but each piece was very sexy!) for me in the bathroom! Every time I "used" something, my mom would always wash it herself!

Until my dad's accident: he was on his way to work when his car collided with a truck, and he died on the spot. After arranging my dad's funeral, my mom and I went home. My mom didn't seem sad at all. I hugged her and asked her what was wrong. My mom told me that she didn't know, but my dad had two women outside. I was shocked to hear that. Two! My mom said, "Yes! Two women. Actually, even if he hadn't died, I was going to divorce him anyway.

" I hugged my mom and said, "Mom, don't be sad, I'm still here!" My mom rested her head on my shoulder.

I hugged my mother tightly around the waist and whispered in her ear, "Mom, do you know? Your son likes you so much! I've liked you since I was little. You were my first crush, Mom. Do you know? You are the most beautiful woman in the world. Mom, do you know how beautiful you are!"

My mother's face flushed, her head lowered, a slight smile playing on her lips. After a long while, my mother, still blushing, leaned against me.

"Mom knows you like Mom. Actually, from that night on, Mom also started to like you. It's the kind of love between a man and a woman, and also the love between a mother and son," my mother whispered softly in my ear. "Mom—" I hugged my mother tightly, and she held me close.

We held each other tightly for a long, long time. Suddenly, Mom laughed, breaking the silence. I half-jokingly said, "Mom, don't we look like a couple—" "A couple? A couple of what?" Mom asked, blushing. I said, "Lovers!" Mom smiled knowingly. She looked up, and I saw a captivating beauty on her face, her eyes radiating tenderness. My heart was swooning.

I couldn't help but embrace my beautiful mother with my left arm and gently cup her face with my right. Mom gently and slowly closed her eyes. I softly kissed her face, from her neck to her cheeks, and then gently kissed her red lips.

Finally, her lips met mine. I sucked on my mother's soft, warm red lips, then slipped my tongue into her mouth, slowly swirling it around. My breath was filled with the sweet, mature scent of her body. As the passionate kiss continued, I found myself unconsciously pulling my mother into my arms. She lay on the bed, and I pressed my entire body against hers. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes tightly closed, her sexy nose breathing softly. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her red lips pressed tightly against mine. Our tongues intertwined and swirled in our mouths, sucking each other's saliva.
My lower body was incredibly aroused. My mother seemed to sense it, and during a pause in my kisses, she whispered in my ear, "Stinky son, is your little penis hard?"

"Yes, dear mother, your little son's penis is incredibly hard," I said, feigning discomfort.
Mom chuckled in my arms, tapping my head and saying, "You little pervert!"

Looking at Mom's mature, alluring charm, I couldn't help but say, "Mom, you're so beautiful!"
"You're just trying to sweet-talk me!" Mom said softly, blushing.

"Mom, I read in a book that when women get aroused, they get wet..." I asked, laughing as I held Mom in my arms. "You naughty son... you don't read good books, you only read these kinds of things!" Mom wrapped her arms around my neck, letting my lips gently nibble on her snow-white neck.

"Then... do you want to know?" Mom asked, her face flushed.

"I really want to!"

"Come in and feel it yourself, then you'll know!" Mom whispered in my ear, her face full of allure.
I hadn't expected Mom to be so open, so I kissed her red lips again, my right hand sliding down her flat stomach and under her skirt. Mom was wearing stockings; after touching her smooth inner thighs for a while, I slipped my hand inside her panties.

(Imagine this: in a large living room, a son is embracing his alluring mother, flirting on the bed, and saying things only husband and wife would say. Pretty exciting, right?)

The mother's panties were silk, already half-wet. The first thing I touched was fine pubic hair, so soft. Then, I gently rubbed the most sensitive part between the mother's legs with my middle finger. The mother let out a soft moan, "Ah—Ah Quan, rub Mom there gently!" The mother blushed and whispered in my ear, "Why?" "
Because that's the most important and private part of Mom's body. As a woman, I only let the man I love touch that place. You just touched it.

" "What place?" I asked the mother deliberately, starting to rub harder. "..." The mother's lower body felt itchy and uncomfortable. "What place?" I asked again. "Mom's lower body..."

"What part of your lower body?"

"You're so annoying!..." The mother was embarrassed and buried her head in my chest.

"Tell me, Mom, I've touched it all," I said, gently rubbing my mother's most private area with my middle finger.
"Rub Mom's—vagina—a little lighter," she said, her face turning completely red with embarrassment.

"What do we men call it, Mom?"

"Puss!" Mom finally said it, how exciting!

"Mom, what am I touching now?"

"Son, you're touching Mom's cunt!" Mom looked at me with seductive eyes, and at this moment, her panties were completely wet!

Mom's eyes were half-open, her red lips opening and closing, sexy and charming. I couldn't help but kiss Mom again, "Son... Mom's good son!" My mother and I intertwined our tongues in our mouths again, sucking on each other's tongues and lips. " Mom

, I want to make love to you!" I whispered in my mother's ear, my voice trembling. (I was so excited when I said that!)

My mother blushed and didn't say anything, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck. (But then again, what could a mother say at that moment?)

I lifted my mother up from the bed. She gasped, then understood what I was about to do, and clung tightly to me, silent. I held her, the woman I loved so deeply, and walked towards her bedroom.

Once inside, I gently placed my mother on the bed. She looked at me with seductive eyes.

I kissed her cheek and whispered, "Mom, let's make the bed, just the two of us. And then..."
"Mom will do whatever you say," my mother said softly, her voice trembling. So, my mother got up, and together we pulled up the sheets, and then we made the bed.

My mother said shyly, "Go wash up, Mom... Mom needs to change her underwear."

I hugged her tightly. "Mom, I'll do whatever you say, but..."

"But what?"

"But, Mom, you absolutely have to wear something sexy!" I said half-jokingly. "You little pervert!" My mother chuckled and tapped my forehead with her finger, whispering,

"Mom—" I said loudly on purpose (starting to fawn over my mother) .

"Keep your voice down, don't let the neighbors hear," my mother said, worried about being overheard. "Mom—" I still said loudly on purpose. "I give up, you little pervert!" My mother finally gave in. "What kind of clothes do you want Mom to wear?"
I kissed my mother lightly on the cheek. "Wear what you think is the sexiest and prettiest! Oh, right, Mom, wear that black business suit from your company outside, I really love it when you wear it! It gives you such a mature woman's charm! Don't forget to wear those pointed-toe stiletto heels!"

"You rascal!" My mother's face turned red. It felt good to flirt with my mother!

After saying that, I went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came out, Mom had already put on makeup and was sitting on the bed waiting for me.

I noticed that Mom had her long hair piled high on her head with hair clips; she had also applied some deep red lipstick, which made her lips look even more sexy. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, combined with the light blue eyeshadow, gave her a mature beauty unique to adult women.
She was indeed wearing the black business suit from her department store. She deliberately didn't wear a shirt underneath, and her snow-white neck looked particularly alluring against the black clothes. The sexy pointed-toe stiletto heels on her feet, combined with the well-fitting clothes, her 1.68-meter figure, and the flesh-colored stockings below the knee-length skirt, made this sexy mom, waiting for her son to go to bed with her, have a unique charm!

I pulled my mother into a tight hug and exclaimed, "Mom, you look so beautiful today!"

"Really? Are you kidding me?" my mother asked, leaning on my shoulder.

"Really! My mom is the most beautiful woman in the world! No other woman can compare!" I gently kissed the crow's feet at the corners of my mother's eyes.

"Mom is so old, and you still say you're the most beautiful! You naughty son," my mother said coquettishly, tapping my forehead lightly with her finger.

"No, my mom is the most beautiful woman in the world no matter her age!" I kissed my mom's lips, which were adorned with deep red lipstick (the lipstick felt smooth). My mom gave a token resistance in my arms for a couple of moments, then gave up and began to cooperate with my kiss. Soon, our lips were completely intertwined, our tongues rubbing together.

My mom looked so alluring as I kissed her with her eyes closed. Her hands unconsciously wrapped around my neck, and with her rapid breathing, her already full breasts—my mom's "jade maiden breasts"—rose and fell.

I began to slowly massage her full breasts through her outer clothing.

"Son..." Mom looked at me with seductive eyes and I began to gently nibble on her earlobe. I whispered my innermost thoughts to this woman I loved most—my mother: "Mom, I love you, you know? You were my first crush, Mom! Actually, I've had a crush on you since I was little, but I never dared to tell you. You know, Mom, my first wet dream was about you and me making love in your bedroom, and then I ejaculated all at once, so much! That was my first time! Every time since, Mom, I have to think of you to ejaculate! I love you, Mom!" I said excitedly.

"You silly boy, from now on Mom can be with you every day like today. Whatever you want to say to Mom, Mom will listen quietly. Anything you were afraid to say before, you can tell Mom in bed from now on, okay?"
Mom whispered softly in my ear.

"Mom, I like you!" Mom said, "If you like me, then come and undress me, you silly boy!"
My hands trembled as I began to unbutton my shirt. Mom smiled sweetly at my adorable expression.
To encourage me, Mom wrapped her arms around my neck and caressed me. Her black business suit was removed, revealing a whole new world before me: two snow-white breasts encased in a matching white lace bra, only the edges visible.

Mom and I stood embracing, and I excitedly kissed her neck, then returned the kiss. The kissing didn't last long; as we kissed, Mom held my head, a signal to encourage me.

Then, while kissing my mother's cheeks, I pressed my hands against her breasts through the lace bra, kneading them back and forth, occasionally moving my hands to her waist and back.

"Take it off for Mom!" Mom said, pointing to her lace bra.

I tried for a long time, but couldn't get it off.

Mom chuckled. "You're just a little boy! You can't even unhook this for Mom! What will you do when you have your own woman?"

"I don't want any other woman, I only want Mom."

"Mom will love you for the rest of my life. Mom will, Mom will treat you like her husband!" Mom blushed as she watched me stare intently at her full breasts—her "Jade Maiden's Twin Peaks"!

"You silly girl, always staring at my breasts. Let Mom teach you how to unhook a woman's bra," Mom said seductively.

"Okay!" I was so excited!

"Hold Mom close!" Mom whispered in my ear, telling me how to unhook the bra.

As she spoke, Mom held my hand, guiding me step by step.

Mom first had me put my hand behind her back. "There's a little hook on the back of Mom's lace bra, can you feel it?"
"I can feel it, it's tied really tight!" I said with a laugh. "Not tight, it'll fall down soon, and then Mom will be exposed!" Mom said coquettishly. "Then what? Mom? What should I do? How can I take it off for you?"
I was a little anxious, my hand groping back and forth on the bra strap behind Mom's back.

"Are you anxious?" Mom laughed. "Yes!"

Mom whispered in my ear, "Tighten the bra strap in the middle a little, and then the little hook on the back of Mom's lace bra will loosen a little, and you can untie the little hook on the back of Mom's bra!"
I did as Mom said, and sure enough, I untied Mom's bra.

A pair of full, snow-white breasts bounced out, rising and falling with Mom's breath.

I moved my face down, and when I kissed the peak of her breast, I bit down on her nipple and sucked excitedly. Mom felt an itch in her nipples, and the itch gradually spread throughout her body. The pleasure vibrated her skin, quickly arousing the desire deep within her.

"There's no milk inside!" Mom felt comfortable and excited as I suckled her.

I kissed Mom's upper body, from top to bottom, down to her skirt, and Mom swayed her beautiful body rhythmically with excitement.

While kissing and licking her upper body, I used my hands to pull off Mom's black pencil skirt.

Her skirt was off, and Mom was only wearing stockings and panties covering her sacred parts, with her pointed black high heels on her feet.

I removed Mom's high heels as if a saint were handling a sacred object, put my nose inside the shoes, and took a deep breath. So good, the smell of Mom's high heels! Then I put the shoes on the bedside table.
Mom blushed as she watched me treat her pointed black high heels.

Then I picked up my mother's beautiful feet, clad in stockings, and began to kiss them tenderly. After a while, I helped her remove the stockings and placed them on the high heels on the bedside table.

She started to undress me, and after taking off my pants, I saw that the fluid from my erect penis had already soaked my waistband.

"You're so naughty, your penis is so big," my mother said. I hugged my mother, placed her on the bed, and wanted to kiss her fragrant lips again.

My mother lay on the bed, gazing at me affectionately.

I kissed her passionately, and my mother closed her eyes happily, intoxicated in the world of romantic love.
I bit down on the nipple of her left breast, sucking hard, while my other hand touched her right breast and pinched the nipple, making my mother feel both a little pain and a little excitement.

I kissed down to her feet, and my mother asked me to take off our underwear. I looked at her sacred parts with surprise. My penis, full of semen, stood straight like a sharp sword, and a little semen dripped down. I want to use this strong and powerful cock to deeply penetrate the beautiful vagina of my lover—my mother.
My mother lies naked on the bed, with her panties and bra that I just gently removed beside her. I lie on my side next to her, one leg straddling her body, the other hand grasping and playing with her breast...
"You naughty son... please turn off the light... Mommy will be shy..."

"No, no, no... I like to see Mommy blushing shyly, like a little girl."

I use my knee to nudge my mother's genitals, and under my son's playful teasing, my mother's body reacts.

All Mom could do was let me do as I pleased…

“Mom…I want to kiss you…can I…?” I asked deliberately. “It’s like you didn’t kiss your mom just now.”
Mom pretended to be angry and glared at me. “Good mom!” I said loudly on purpose. “Keep your voice down, don’t let the neighbors hear!”

“Mom—”

“Okay, okay…Mom is now…your woman…do whatever you want…”
Mom’s face was red. Now that I had permission, I kissed Mom without any rush. Our four wet lips met, and Mom naturally opened her mouth. I put my tongue into Mom’s mouth and stirred it around. Mom followed my lead and put her tongue into her mouth. The two of us exchanged saliva and sucked on each other’s tongues. The kiss became more and more intense and wilder…

Our tongues used all possible ways of fighting: stirring, alternating between clockwise and counterclockwise.
We rubbed and slapped, up and down, left and right, without stopping; and we even stuck our tongues out of our mouths, teasing each other with the tips of our tongues. I didn't particularly like this method because it wasn't intense enough, but at this time I could clearly see my mother's expression, seeing her staring intently at my tongue and focusing on controlling her own. My favorite method was to guide her tongue into my mouth, and then I would suddenly withdraw my weapon and firmly suck her tongue with my lips. The more I sucked, the more excited I became, until she frowned and felt pain before I let go, and then we would do it again, and my mother would fall for it many times. If my tongue was in her mouth, I would try to burrow under her tongue, where the taste was the sweetest, with abundant saliva. We were like a pair of musicians in perfect harmony, controlling the progression of the music, fast or slow, intense or gentle.

"Mom's saliva...so sweet...so fragrant..."

My mother wrapped one arm around my neck and the other around my buttocks, naturally pushing her private parts towards my genitals, rubbing my penis with her pubic hair-covered mons pubis.

"Mom...I love you so much...I want to...penetrate you..." I breathed as I whispered in my mother's ear, "I've...completely...gone to you...you must...treat Mom well...you know...never...let...you...let...you...downplay...Mom." My mother was just as excited.

I took off the hair clip from my mother's head, and her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, adding to her mature charm!

My hand moved from my mother's breasts to her genitals, and I pressed my body heavily against hers. Faced with her son's forceful advances, my mother naturally spread her legs, anticipating my first "intrusion"...
I gently found my mother's vulva, first inserting my fingers inside and playing with it, causing my mother's juices to overflow. My mother's vagina was incredibly itchy. My large penis, though already waiting outside, hesitated to penetrate. Unable to speak of it, she couldn't help but writhe her lower body, repeatedly pressing her vulva against my penis…

"Mom's so wet down there…"

"…Stop teasing me…hurry…hurry…"

"Hurry what? I want Mom to say it herself." I asked knowingly. "Hurry…hurry into Mom's body…
Mom needs you!"

I positioned myself, my hips sinking down, my lustful penis plunging all the way in. To hide the shame of her orgasm, despite her body being extremely aroused, my mother could only bite her lips tightly, afraid to make a sound, though sweat already covered her face…

"Mmm…mmm…mmm…"

I continued thrusting my penis in and out, my mother's bitten lips emitting muffled moans. The bed creaked rhythmically! It was the symphony of joy between my mother and me!

Having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, facing my beloved mother, a great woman, I forgot what it meant to be gentle and considerate. I disregarded whether her body could withstand it, and just kept thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting… simply because the feeling of intercourse was so wonderful.

“…Son…”

My mother’s endless murmurs aroused the wild beast deep within me. Despite the air conditioning in the room, we were both drenched in sweat, our juices soaking the sheets, my penis filling my mother’s vagina…
“Fifteen…twenty…twenty-five…” I silently counted the number of thrusts in my mother’s mind. Even though my past experience was only masturbation, I still hoped to leave my mother with a beautiful first memory.

“Mom…I can’t take it anymore…”

Upon hearing this, my mother tightly hooked her legs around my waist, her legs pulling my buttocks even tighter, her vagina tightening intentionally or unintentionally, signaling to me.

Suddenly, I felt waves of tingling in my lower back, and my engorged penis finally couldn’t hold back any longer, releasing its first thick stream of white semen. I thrust rapidly, and Mom desperately arched her plump buttocks to meet my final sprint. Finally, with a "plop," gushes of semen gushed out, filling Mom's amorous vagina. Mom closed her eyes happily, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck, feeling the powerful heat deep within her body. I indulged my primal lust, and with each twitch of my large penis, streams of semen gushed from the glans, pouring into Mom's wet, tender vagina.

Mom, suddenly showered with her son's hot semen, went limp after realizing she had been filled with her son's first ejaculation, letting me pour all my semen into her, wave after wave. Losing all resistance, her face flushed, she moaned softly!

"Oh...oh...so hot!" Mom whispered sweetly in my ear.

Mom breathed heavily, ecstatic, and leaned against me. We lay naked on the bed, tightly embracing each other, and then I gently pulled the blanket over Mom.

Five minutes later, in bed, looking at my beautiful mother under the covers, I couldn't resist using my hand to brush aside her hair.
My mother, still panting softly, seemed quite shy. I held her in my arms, passionately kissing her rosy cheeks and fragrant lips, my hands frequently caressing and kneading her smooth, naked body, making her itch uncontrollably.
"Mom, were you comfortable just now? Satisfied?" I asked.

My mother shyly whispered under the covers, "Mmm," her face flushed crimson.

"Will you be my wife?"

"Hmph, shameless! You've already ridden me, and you're still embarrassing me."

My mother laughed, pulling my hand towards her crotch, where her still slightly warm opening was still sticky.

"Mom, are you regretting it?"

"Silly son, when I opened my legs to you just now, I already decided to be your woman. Now that I'm your woman, how could I not let you ride me? As long as you're willing, I'm your woman."

My mother held my arm, gently biting my earlobe, and said softly, "From today onwards, you are my husband, you are my everything. When there are no outsiders, whatever you want to do to me, I'll do as you please. Tomorrow I'll go to the market and buy some bed sheets, turn this bed into our love nest, and then I'll take good care of you, my little devil. What do you say?"

I looked at my mother happily—was this woman still the mother who made my heart flutter? Before me, her eyes shone with boundless lust. Her hair, slightly disheveled from the intense lovemaking, and her parted lips seemed to await her lover's taste. Her still-protruding nipples and heaving breasts told me that my mother hadn't yet escaped the whirlpool of desire. This woman, who had tasted the ultimate pleasure in life, was now anticipating another violation from her own son…

“Mom, why wait until tomorrow? Your dear husband wants to be in heaven again right now…” I held my mother tightly in my arms and said gently, “Let your son pamper you one more time… let your son give you one more good time…”

Just then, a rhythmic creaking sound came from next door, along with a woman's moans of “Ouch, ouch, husband… Ah! Husband, be gentle!” (Our next-door neighbors are a newlywed couple! They're probably the ones having sex in bed!)

My mom and I exchanged a smile, and she secretly chuckled, saying, "Looks like it's not just the two of us 'doing it' in bed today! There's another young couple next door doing it too!"

I gently rubbed my mom's lower body and said, "Mom, the couple next door has already started 'doing it,' let's do it again!"

After saying that, I pulled my mom back under the covers and showered her with a passionate kiss that left her breathless, my hands groping wildly over her body... Another battle of flesh was about to begin: My mom was naked, her arms tightly wrapped around me, so tightly, as if afraid I would run away. Under my caresses, her body undulated beautifully, enjoying the powerful sex she had just experienced.

"Mom, I love you," I said, as my thick, hot penis plunged deep into my mother's body once more!

My mother breathed beautifully with each thrust, calling my name softly while caressing my back.

My beautiful, enchanting mother, like a fairy, gave me a perfect, almost ecstatic sexual experience.
"I want to be your husband forever, okay, Mom? I want to make love to you every day! No, every single moment!"
I said between thrusts.

My mother, beneath me, was enduring each thrust and withdrawal, experiencing ecstasy.

She looked at me with seductive eyes, saying, "I'm afraid you don't have the stamina!"

We gazed at each other deeply, smiling knowingly.

After countless thrusts into my mother's beautiful vagina, my semen was finally about to ejaculate. Amidst my mother's continuous moans, a sexual climax arrived.

My back went numb, and my semen shot powerfully into my mother's body again!

As my semen entered her, Mom also reached orgasm with a "Oh—!"
Mom and I covered ourselves with the blanket and cuddled softly. Mom was still breathing gently, leaning on my shoulder.

I held Mom very tightly because: Mom was finally my woman!

After a while, Mom and I cuddled and caressed each other, whispering sweet nothings.

I said, "Mom, let me tell you a story."

"Okay," she leaned on my shoulder, and I began to tell the story: One day, a very cute little white rabbit ran in a big forest and got lost. Then it saw a little black rabbit and ran to ask, "Little black rabbit brother, little black rabbit brother, I'm lost in the big forest, how can I get out of the big forest?" The little black rabbit asked,

"Do you want to know?" The little white rabbit said, "Yes

." The little black rabbit said, "

If you want to know, you have to make me feel good first."

The little white rabbit had no choice but to make the little black rabbit feel good.

The little black rabbit then told the little white rabbit how to get there. The little white rabbit understood and continued hopping and skipping forward.
As it ran, the little white rabbit got lost again and met a little gray rabbit.

The little white rabbit ran up to him and asked, "Brother Gray Rabbit, Brother Gray Rabbit, I'm lost in the big forest! How can I get out of the big forest?"

The little gray rabbit asked, "Do you want to know?"

The little white rabbit said, "Yes."

The little gray rabbit said, "If you want to know, you have to make me feel comfortable first."

The little white rabbit had no choice but to make the little gray rabbit feel comfortable too.

The little gray rabbit then told the little white rabbit how to get there, and the little white rabbit understood and continued hopping and skipping forward.

Finally, the little white rabbit got out of the big forest. At this time, the little white rabbit discovered that it was pregnant.

Just then, I asked my mom, "Guess what color the little white rabbit's litter of baby rabbits is?"

"What color?"

"Do you want to know?"

"Yes."

"If you want to know, you have to make me feel good first."

Mom chuckled in my arms, "You little pervert!" Mom bit my shoulder.

"Mom, shall we flirt?" I pulled Mom into the blanket and whispered.

"Do you know how to flirt?" Mom asked with a smile. "No, Mom, you teach your son how to flirt!"

Mom laughed, giving me a sidelong glance, "Who teaches their son how to flirt in bed when he's riding on top of them?"

"Good Mom, good Mom," I said sweetly, "I'm scared of you!" Mom tapped my forehead with her finger, then leaned against my shoulder.

(Imagine a beautiful, alluring, and sexy mother, naked, being held in bed by her son, having just "finished doing it" with him, and now having to flirt with him again in bed! How wonderful!)

"Mom, I want to ask you a few questions," I said with a mischievous grin. "Go ahead, you're probably not going to say anything good!" Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"Mom, do you get your period on the 15th of every month?"

Mom chuckled in my arms. "You little rascal! How do you know when Mom gets her period?"

I kissed Mom and said, "Every month when you get your period, don't you just leave your sanitary napkins in the bathroom? I remember your menstrual cycle every time. And, every time, I masturbate while looking at Mom's blood-stained sanitary napkins!"

"You're so naughty!" Mom's shy expression was so cute!

"Mom, from now on, when you get your period, I'll buy you sanitary napkins, okay?" I gently bit Mom's nose.

"Okay, but do you know what brand of sanitary napkins Mom likes to use?" Mom asked playfully.
"I know! Mom likes to use 'Whisper,' right!" I said proudly. "Yes, Mom has always used 'Whisper,' it's especially soft. Remember, you little rascal: you have to buy Mom sanitary napkins every time she has her period!"

"Son will definitely remember!" I started kissing Mom.

"Oh no! Mom, something's wrong!" I suddenly remembered something and became nervous.

"What's wrong! What's making our great lawyer so nervous?" Mom leaned against my chest and gently bit my skin.

"Mom, I was too hasty just now, I forgot to wear a condom! Will you...?" I really regretted riding on Mom's body without using a condom.

Mom pretended to be angry, but the smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her true thoughts: "All you do is get hard and then want Mom, and only remember the most important thing after you're done! You men are all like this!"
"Mom, it's my fault, I shouldn't have been so impatient. Even if I wanted you, I should have used a condom. Mom, I was wrong. It's okay if I get pregnant!" I apologized to Mom while my right hand rubbed her plump buttocks back and forth under the covers.

Mom rolled her eyes at me and chuckled: "Look how scared you are." Then she ran her hand through her hair. "Mom took her birth control pills while you were showering, it's okay!"

Mom said, taking a box of "Fufangshuang" (a type of birth control pill) from the bedside table and handing it to me. "Fufangshuang" is a new type of safe contraceptive for women (the box says it was produced by Harbin Aitesen Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., on [date missing], 2005, with an expiration date of February 17, 2007). The instructions say: women should take it 30 minutes before intercourse, it takes effect 30 minutes later, and one dose is effective for six hours. Two of the pills were already empty; Mom probably took them.

"Mom, what about this box of birth control pills…?" I was a little confused about where this box of birth control pills came from.

"Oh, it's one of Mom's female colleagues. We're quite close. Her husband works as an accountant at a pharmaceutical factory. She gave it to Mom, saying it's a new drug that she and her husband use when they're intimate, and it works really well. She secretly got Mom a box; it costs over twenty yuan at the pharmacy outside. She thought your dad and I were doing 'that'!"

"Are you relieved now?! Look how scared you were just now," Mom said, laughing in my arms.

"Mom, from now on, when we're in bed together, you should take this!" I said.

"Okay, but Mom is taking this birth control pill today because a lot of our condoms have expired. You know, your dad hasn't been home for a long time, and when he is, he's like a dead pig at night, completely ignoring me. A lot of our condoms have expired and haven't been used. If you hadn't been so impatient today, Mom would have gone downstairs to buy a box of condoms, but who knew you'd be so eager."

"Mom, do you like me using condoms?" My hands started to caress Mom's slender waist, her skin so smooth!

"Yeah, you men last longer when you wear condoms, and when the condom goes inside Mom, I feel a sense of fullness! Ouch, touch me gently!"

"Mom, tomorrow let's throw away all those expired condoms, and then we'll go buy new ones. I promise we'll use them all up before they expire, okay?"

"You rascal!" Mom's slender waist was tickled by my touch, and while she tried to struggle, she also wanted me to hold her tighter.

I looked at my mother, naked, nestled in the blankets, her face a picture of shy allure. I gazed intently at her fair cheeks, the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her lips reddened by my kisses, her long, flowing black hair, her fair neck, and her smooth, snow-white shoulders.

"What are you looking at?" My mother blushed, seeing me so lost in admiration.

"Looking at you! Looking at my beautiful mother!" I kissed the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes deeply.
"Seriously, son, do you think Mom is really beautiful?" My mother hoped to hear the answer she wanted from me.

"Mom, I love you!" Looking at her, I couldn't help but kiss her again.

"They're asking you! Does Mom really look good?"

"Yes, my wife!" I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, to me, you are the most beautiful mother, the most, most beautiful woman in the world!"

My mother laughed happily and playfully punched me, "You're so naughty! You're so naughty!"

"By the way, Mom, why do you call a condom a contraceptive condom? Everyone calls it a safety condom now!" I always want to ask some risqué questions.

I held Mom in my arms. "When I was young, condoms were called contraceptives back then. They were used for contraception, unlike you young people now who use them to prevent STDs and such. We weren't as open-minded as you. Back then, if a woman had a husband and wanted to be intimate with him at night, he would put a condom on her when they went to bed. They were all issued by the workplace, and the quality wasn't good. Sometimes they would break. A few of my female colleagues got pregnant because the condoms broke during sex, and they had to get a certificate from their workplace to have an abortion. It

was so unfair!" "Oh, I see!" I learned something new!

"When we buy them again, we have to buy good quality ones. If one breaks and I get pregnant, how am I supposed to get a certificate from my workplace for an abortion?" Mom said with a smile.

"The certificate is easy to get, Mom. You're the department manager, right? But how do you write the certificate? Write it like this: 'During an encounter with her son, due to a poor-quality condom, Sun Liqin unfortunately became pregnant. Therefore, this certificate is issued, accompanied by her son, to your hospital for an abortion. We request your assistance.' 'Heh~ Heh~' After saying this, I gave my mother a deep kiss on the cheek.

I looked at the clock on the wall: 7:10 PM.

I quickly got out of bed naked, turned on the TV, and tuned it to CCTV-1. The news was just starting.
'Don't get cold!' My mother saw me turning on the TV without clothes on, worried I'd catch a cold.

'It's okay!' I lowered my head and adjusted the volume.

'You were all sweaty in bed just now, be careful!' Mom is so good!

I hurried to get back into bed, but a thought popped into my head. So I stood by the bed, not immediately getting in, but instead put my hands on my hips, spread my legs, and pointed my genitals at my mother who was watching TV.

'Mom, look!' I stroked my large penis."

My big cock had just "worked" and was now in a semi-erect state. I held it in my hand, and it slowly began to harden.

Mom watched me do this in front of her, then pulled back the covers, gesturing for me to get under them.

I got under the covers, and Mom was pulled into my arms. My still-erect cock pressed against her body.

Mom immediately grabbed it with her left hand and started stroking it back and forth.

"Can't you just let Mom watch TV in peace? You're so hard!" Mom's eyes were fixed on the TV, but her hand kept moving.

"Mom, after we finish watching TV, let's go out and get something to eat. I'm a little hungry!" I really meant it!

"When we got into bed, weren't you hungry?" Mom said, resting her head on my shoulder.
"With all that physical activity, how can I not be hungry? Besides, I fed you in bed, so after we get out of bed, you should at least let your son have some to eat too!"

"You silly girl, let's go out to eat after we finish watching the news. Don't move around too much, Mom's going to make you feel good for a bit, don't ejaculate!"

"Yes, Mom!"

And so, Mom was held in my arms, leaning on my shoulder, gently stroking my penis under the covers, while I watched the news with her.

The weather forecast ended, and Mom's hand stopped moving.

"Sweetie, get up and get dressed, we're going out to eat," Mom kissed me.

"What about it?" I pointed to my hard penis under the covers.

"Wait until we get back!" Mom got up and got dressed.

There was no other way!

I ate this meal with extra relish (probably because I was exhausted in bed!).

After leaving the restaurant, I suddenly remembered the condoms. Seeing that no one was around, I quietly said to my mother, "Mom, let's go buy some condoms?"

"Okay, where should we buy them?" My mother brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and whispered.

"Come with me."

So, my mother and I hailed a taxi.

"Where are you two going?" the driver asked.

"Xida Street, I'll tell you how to get there," I told the driver. (My mother and I couldn't buy condoms at the pharmacy downstairs from our house, could we? We had to go a bit further! I remembered there was a sex shop in the residential area of Hanguang Street that specialized in these kinds of things.)

In the car, I quietly took my mother's hand. My mother looked at me and smiled sweetly, without objecting. In the car, our hands were clasped together the whole time.

When we arrived at the sex shop, I asked the driver to stop. The fare was twenty-two yuan. After paying the fare, my mother and I got out of the car. The driver glanced at us, then at the sex shop, as if he understood where we wanted to go. He drove off without a word.

The health product store was called "Love Wife Flowers and Health Products Specialty Store." It wasn't a large store; it was on the first floor, a storefront venturing out from an apartment building. It was still open, with a large sign at the entrance that read in red: "Sexual Health Products Specialty Store, Couples' Lifestyle Products, Male 'Delay Oil' Hot Selling!!!

" "Mom," I said, smiling, pointing to the large sign to let her see.

Actually, she had already blushed and seen what the sign said. "Should I go in with you?" she asked. She was embarrassed!

"Let's go in together. It's not a crime, we're just going in to buy some things!"

"Okay...okay!" Mom blushed, lowered her head, and tightly gripped my arm.

My mother and I went into the shop.

It wasn't very big, only about twenty meters long. It looked like it used to be a residential house, later converted into its current state. The windows facing the street had tinted glass, making it almost impossible to see inside from the outside.
Upon entering, there were counters on both sides.

"What would you like?" a man in his thirties, who was reading the *Morning Post* (a Harbin newspaper) at the counter, looked up and asked when we came in.

"Just browsing," I replied.

The man noticed there was a woman with me and fell silent, turning and going into the back room. A moment later, a woman in her thirties came out.

She was quite pretty and came out smiling. "Young man, what would you like?" she said warmly.

"Just browsing," I replied. "It's alright, just look around. Let me know if you see anything you like!"
"Is this lady with you?" she asked, pointing to my mother.

"Yes, we're together!" I quickly interjected, my mother's face flushed, which was immediately noticeable to outsiders.

The older woman stood silently to the side, observing us to see what we wanted.

My mother and I walked around the room. The right-hand counter had birth control pills, condoms, and other similar items—quite a variety, including female condoms (have you heard of them?).

The left-hand counter mostly had male delay sprays and oils; and female enhancement products like "pleasure lotion" and "enjoyment cream." There were also all sorts of realistic male and female sex toys and sex objects.
I smiled and pointed at the items for my mother to see. She had already seen them; she blushed, slapped my arm a few times, and then hugged me tightly.

The older woman, having observed everything, chuckled and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous, just look around. We have a complete selection!"

"Do you have condoms?"

"Yes, what kind do you want? Male or female?" The older woman walked to the right-hand counter and took out several kinds. "These are for men, all good quality. Some have delay oil, so sex lasts longer; others have ribbed ones; some have raised dots; some have small rubber bumps, all good quality."

"Which one is better?" Facing the various colorful patterns on the box, I started to get excited.
The saleswoman smiled, "It depends on which one you like. These kinds are quite popular."

"How much are they?" I asked. "The ones with delay oil are 12; the ribbed and raised dot ones are 15; the ones with small rubber bumps are 25."

I hesitated, head down, trying to choose. The saleswoman seemed to notice my hesitation: "You should ask her, see which one she likes." She smiled and pointed to my mother, who was clinging tightly to my arm.

"Which one do you like?" I asked my mother softly.

"You can buy whatever you want!" My mother said shyly, looking at the various condoms on the counter.

"It's okay, there's no one else here, just point to whichever one you like," the saleswoman said to my mother.
"This one!" My mother pointed to the condom with small rubber bumps.

"I'll take all of these! And two more boxes of the kind with little rubber bumps," I said. (I might as well take them all and try them out one by one at home! Hehe...)

"Have you tried female condoms? They're pretty good! 15 yuan," the lady said, taking out a small box and enthusiastically recommending them to us.

"How do you use these?" I'd never heard of female condoms before.

"They're a few sizes larger than the male condoms you usually use. You put them inside the woman. These female condoms are thinner, so the woman feels more comfortable." (It seems this lady has used these female condoms before!)
"I'll take one box first," I said, wanting my mom to try them on in bed when I get home!

"Let's look at the others!" the lady said, packing things into a black bag.
"How much are these?" I asked, pointing to the items in the counter on the left.

"Which one?" the lady asked, walking over. "This one!" I said, pointing to a large, flesh-colored female dildo.

"This one? 85, solid, made of silicone," the woman said with a smile. Then she started recommending another one: "Look at this one, also made of silicone, electric!" She pulled out one just like the first one, but this one had a wire at the back connected to a control switch.

"How much?" I asked. "190," the woman said, taking two AA batteries from under the counter, putting them in the switch, and turning it on. The huge dildo vibrated with a buzzing sound, and the glans could swing left and right.

"I'll take both of these," I said.

"Anything else?" the woman asked as she put the items into a black bag.

"No, just pay me!" I started to take out my money.

The woman calculated with a calculator, "344, you give me 350, and I'll add a male delay oil and a female pleasure serum to increase sensitivity.

" "Okay!"

So 350 RMB became her profit, and I got a big bag of "bedding"!
"Just come over with whatever you need! We're getting some women's underwear in a few days," the older woman said, counting her money. "What kind of underwear?" Mom asked, puzzled.

"The kind you use in bed!" the woman explained.

Mom blushed again .

By the time we left the store, it was completely dark. Mom started scolding me, "You said you were only buying condoms, and you bought so much stuff!"

"Once we're in bed, Mom, you'll complain you don't have enough," I joked. "Keep

your voice down!" Mom looked around to make sure no one was watching. "Are you kidding me?" Mom laughed .

"Mom, this is enough to satisfy you in bed!" I said, making sure no one was around, and gave her a deep kiss on the cheek.

"If anyone's going to satisfy me, it's you who will, you jerk!" Mom said, seeing it was getting dark, and started to link her arm with mine.

"Mom, want to try these things out when we get home?"

"Sure, who's afraid of who!" Mom tightened her grip on my arm and smiled even more sweetly.

The next morning, as sunlight streamed through the curtains into the bedroom, my mother and I were fast asleep, naked and embracing each other in bed.

On the bedside table, my mother's stockings and high heels were stained with semen; a female condom with a few pubic hairs stuck to the outside and filled with semen was piled up with four other condoms containing milky white semen; two vibrators covered in vaginal secretions lay on a piece of toilet paper; on the floor, several used, damp toilet papers were crumpled up and thrown on the ground; on the chair next to the bed, a woman's bra, a man's underwear, and a woman's silk thong were tossed together.

This was the "battlefield" after my mother and I'd been intimate the night before!

It was from this moment that my relationship with my mother completely changed!

When I woke up, it was just past six o'clock. My mother was still fast asleep in bed, breathing evenly through her delicate nose, a faint smile on her face. In bed, my mother was pressed tightly against me, her hands holding my arms like a little girl.

I quietly admired my mother's beautiful, sleeping beauty-like appearance! (That feeling was so blissful, finally possessing the woman I loved, and seeing her happy when she was with me, especially since this woman was my mother!! Heh…)

After a few minutes, my mother stirred and opened her eyes.

"Ugh! You're staring at me as soon as you wake up this morning!" My mother, seeing me staring at her, playfully hugged my neck.

"Mom, you look absolutely mesmerizing even when you're sleeping!" I kissed my mother's forehead.

"You're the only one who can mesmerize this little pervert!" My mother gently tapped the tip of my nose.

"Give me a kiss!" I exaggeratedly pouted and tried to kiss my mother.

"No!" My mother giggled and hid her head under the covers.

"You dare run away!" I wouldn't give up until I got my way! I also stuck my head under the covers, "No, heh… I hate it!! No!" In the darkness under the covers, my mother laughed and tried to hit me with her hands, but I immediately caught them!

"Still dare to run away?" I laughed at my mother under the covers. "You're so annoying! Heh... No way!" Even with my hands caught, my mother was still restless, laughing incessantly, turning her face from side to side to prevent me from kissing her.
"Still dare to resist!" I tried to kiss her left, missed; I tried her right, missed again. I slid down and, in the darkness, gently kissed my mother's breast!

"Ah—!" My mother let out a soft cry from under the covers. There was a hint of shyness, a hint of happiness, and a hint of anticipation in her voice!

I gently kissed my mother's breast, first lightly sweeping my tongue back and forth along the edges of her breast, then slowly moving closer to the areola. I felt the warmth of her areola with the tip of my tongue. "It tickles! You're so naughty, I hate you!—" my mother said coquettishly.

I didn't care about any of that and started lightly sweeping my tongue across my mother's nipple, horizontally, vertically, left, right, then sweeping my tongue clockwise around her nipple, then counterclockwise. Finally, I began to suckle forcefully.

Mom stopped laughing, but started to moan softly, "Mmm...mmm...mmm—mmm...mmm..."
I reached my hands behind Mom's buttocks, pulled her buttocks down slightly, and put my head to her vulva. I stuck out my tongue and licked up and down between her labia majora with the tip of my tongue, while pressing and rubbing one labia majora with the pads of my index and middle fingers. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from between her labia majora, flowing all over my fingers and tongue.

Mom moved her hips up and down in the bed in rhythm with my movements, making soft moaning sounds: "Hmm...hmm..."

After a while, I raised my head slightly and used my hands to spread Mom's thick labia majora. I saw that her clitoris was swollen like a soybean, and a stream of vaginal fluid rushed out of her vagina, flowing to her anus, where it condensed into drops, gradually growing larger, and swaying back and forth. I reached in and smeared the vaginal fluid onto my mother's buttocks, using the lubrication to caress her.

When I pressed the tip of my tongue against her clitoris, she let out a deep "Oh..." sound, and with each lick of her clitoris, she let out another "Oh," followed by a shudder.

"Oh... Quan, son... Mom's so itchy inside," my mother said softly, her hands unconsciously wrapping around my neck.

I placed my middle finger at the entrance of her vagina and thrust upwards, the entire finger sliding into her vagina and being tightly gripped.

I slowly moved my finger inside her vagina, each time I pulled it out, a stream of vaginal fluid came out, flowing down my finger, onto my arm, everywhere.

"Mom, you're so wet, it's everywhere."

"Hmph... Hmph... You... little rascal, don't... embarrass... me, it's... not... you who did it. Oh... you... can... go... harder, Mom...'s so itchy inside," my mother panted.
I quickened my thrusting, pushing my fingers in harder, making my mother's buttocks tremble and produce a crisp "slap slap" sound, like firecrackers.

"Mom, tell me, aren't you a slut? Aren't you my slut?" I asked while thrusting my fingers in.
"Mom is a slut, Mom is my son's little slut, let your son play with her, let your son fuck her!" My mother said in my ear, her face flushed and her eyes filled with lust. (It felt so good to hear my mother say such things for the first time.)

"Hmm...yes...Ah Quan, harder, fuck...Mom's...cunt...burst open." My mother moaned "hmm hmm ah ah" with each thrust.

Suddenly, Mom vigorously rubbed her large breasts with both hands, "Ahhh... hurry, Quan, Mom's going to... going to come, oh... hurry, I'm going to heaven, ah... ahhh... it's flowing out, ah... ah!" Mom's body arched upwards, and streams of lustful fluid gushed from her vulva. She trembled, her legs clamping my hand tightly. After about two minutes, her body went limp, and she convulsed as she climbed on top of me, panting, "Hmm... hmm... hmm..."

I slowly withdrew my hand, which was covered with a layer of lustful fluid. I smiled and wiped the fluid off my hand.
Gradually, Mom calmed down, raised her head, her face slightly flushed, and looked at me with a hint of longing in her eyes.

I couldn't help but pull my beautiful mother into my arms again!

"Mom, will you give me oral sex? My penis is still hard!" I asked my mother, who was in my arms.
"Ugh! Why do you men always like us women to suck your...?" Mom was a little embarrassed. I got up, stood on the bed, and stood in front of her, stroking my penis with both hands. "Come on, Mom!
Give your son a good time!"

"You silly girl!" Mom laughed, moved her snow-white body forward slightly, and knelt between my legs, her face flushed. She began to gently stroke my penis with both hands.

Mom first smoothed her hair behind her ear, then held my penis in one hand and stroked my thigh with the other, tilting her head back and gently taking my glans into her mouth, her red lips sucking on it. I also slowly began to thrust my big penis in and out of Mom's mouth, watching my big penis go in and out of Mom's red lips, her tongue licking my glans up and down. Mom would occasionally raise her head and give me a flirtatious wink! I reached my hands towards my mother's full, firm breasts, rubbing her nipples and playing with her high, erect breasts. They felt so good, and my mother was happy to let me play with them, giving me oral sex while enjoying the pleasure of her breasts being played with by a man!

"Oh... dear mother, son's slutty mother, oh... oh... so good, son is going to die of pleasure." It was the first time I had ever enjoyed oral sex from my mother, it felt so good!

This was the first time I had ever given oral sex to my mother. I had just seen my mother's slutty appearance when my fingers were used to make her orgasm, and my little brother was already so hard that he couldn't stand my mother's attack. Before long,

I had an urge to ejaculate. "Oh... Mom... I can't take it anymore, I... I'm going to cum."

But my mother didn't spit out my penis. Instead, she increased the intensity, one of her jade hands continuing to stroke my penis with great up and down movements, while the other jade hand rubbed my testicles. My mother's red lips took my penis in completely each time, and she licked my glans up and down with the tip of her tongue, all the while giving me a seductive wink.
After a few dozen thrusts, I felt I was about to ejaculate. I pressed my hands against the back of my mother's head, pushing down hard. My body shuddered, and thick streams of semen shot into her mouth, lasting for over forty seconds. Then I gradually released my pressure on her head, closed my eyes, and breathed heavily.

But my mother didn't stop. She continued to gently suck on my penis, even drawing out the semen from her urethra.

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