[Wuxia] The Legend of Feathered Robes (Complete) - 13-15

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January of this year, my mother gave birth to a younger sister, and everyone in the family was overjoyed,

especially me. However, I couldn't tell anyone in the family, especially my mother, the real reason for my joy.

Only I knew that my biological mother had given birth to a daughter for me.

This was a secret known only to me. The person who impregnated my mother and gave birth to my sister was actually me; I

am her biological father.

My mother is a piano teacher. Her job is to teach children to play the piano in classrooms. Because of her work

, she always paid great attention to her appearance. My mother was already very beautiful—a delicate face, an

elegant temperament, fair skin, and a curvaceous figure. At 168 centimeters tall, she was even more elegant and charming when

wearing formal suits and high heels.

After I entered puberty, I began to develop a sexual interest in my mother. Whenever I saw my

beautiful mother, made up, wearing a tight skirt, skin-colored stockings, and black high heels, my penis would become violently erect, and I would have to masturbate

several times to relieve my lust for her.

I gradually realized that I had a severe "Oedipus complex."

After I entered junior high, I became bolder. I would often sneak to the bathroom door while my mother was showering to admire her

"beauty emerging from the bath." My mother would take off her contact lenses before showering, so she would never notice a pair of eyes feasting on her eyes under

the vent .

Sometimes, when my mother was showering and my father and sister weren't home, I would

undress completely outside the bathroom door, admiring my mother's skin while masturbating. My naked

mother and I were separated only by the door. When my mother's body was close to me,

I would ejaculate my "love" for her through the vent.

A few times, my mother stood very close to the door, and my semen even sprayed onto her calves through the vent

. Fortunately, the hot water kept her from feeling it, and the warm semen flowed down her beautiful legs.

Although my mother's body had come into contact with my semen, I wasn't satisfied. My true

desire was to have sex with my beautiful mother, to leave my semen inside her.

Because my mother's female body was so sexy and alluring, several times I almost couldn't resist the urge to rush into the bathroom and

possess her at all costs, but in the end I restrained myself. Not because of cowardice, but because reason

wouldn't allow me to do such a thing as raping my own mother.

I knew that the only way to cure my Oedipus complex was to have my mother's body, just

once , to taste what it felt like to penetrate her, and I would be satisfied. But I knew very

well that I might never get what I wanted.

But I never expected that last April...—

last April, I was a ninth grader, only fifteen years old.

That day in class, I wasn't concentrating at all. Because I kept thinking about how my mother looked when she

left .

My mother was wearing a purple velvet suit, paired with iron-gray stockings and black high heels. This

outfit made my mother

look heart flutter. I really wanted to hold my mother in my arms and cherish her.

That evening, as soon as I finished my tutoring class, I rushed home. Because I hadn't had the chance to

masturbate to my mother while she showered for several days, I hoped today would be my chance.

Of course, I never imagined that half an hour later I would be able to hold my mother tightly and even

have her conceive through my semen.

Not long after I got home, my mother also returned. Having thought about my mother all day, my heart began to pound

.

My mother, lightly made up, asked softly if my father and sister were back.

"Not yet," I replied. Filled with love for my mother, I couldn't help but

muster the courage to say to her, "Mom, you look so beautiful today."

"Really?" Hearing her son's praise, my mother seemed very happy and said, "Why are you so

sweet-talking today?" Of course, my mother wouldn't take my words as flirtation; after all, I was her child, and she would only think I

was childish .

But my mother didn't know that my penis was already erect when I said that.

As my mother took off her high heels, I deliberately stood behind her to admire her long legs in

stockings . I couldn't help but swallow hard: "Mom's 35, and her legs are still so long and beautiful."

My lust for my mother was reignited; I couldn't resist masturbating to her today.

After a while, my mother indeed changed into a bathrobe and went into the bathroom. I knew my chance had come again. I was only

wearing my underwear and quietly slipped from my room to the bathroom door.

I peeked through the vent. My mother was untying her hair, and her swirling

strands of hair cascaded down, making her look even more alluring.

Then, she slowly removed her bathrobe, and once again, a beautiful scene came into my view. I felt my violently

erect penis almost burst through my underwear.

My mother then took off the necklace around her neck. Just as I was anticipating her taking off her bra and underwear,

the necklace accidentally fell to the ground, and my mother knelt down to pick it up. I was startled and

quickly hid; it would be terrible if my mother saw me.

After a while, I mustered my courage and peeked inside again. My mother was checking if the necklace pendant was broken

before she stood up.

But as soon as she stood up, she suddenly went limp and collapsed onto the bathroom floor.

My mother had fainted before when getting up; the doctor said it was "postural hypotension," and coupled with

anemia, she couldn't get up too quickly, or she might faint.

Seeing my mother faint, I was startled, but then I remembered that my mother had always had "postural hypotension

." I quickly turned the bathroom doorknob. The door was locked, but it was

a jack , so I entered the bathroom.

I called my mother a few times, but she didn't wake up, so I helped her up and then picked her up in my arms.

As I held my mother's smooth, soft body, I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, like "holding a beauty in my arms.

" Looking at the "beauty" in my arms, my mother seemed like my prey. I was immediately filled with lust.

I carried my mother to her bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed.

Looking at my nearly naked mother before me, I couldn't resist the urge to embrace her and kiss her. I remembered the last time

she fainted upon waking, it seemed like it took her twenty or thirty minutes to regain consciousness. If I seized this opportunity, my mother

would be mine.

With such a beautiful woman before me, it's hard to resist lust, even from my own mother.

But doing so would be incest. My mother loves me so much, how could I offend her? And what if she suddenly woke

up ?

Lust and reason battled within me. She wasn't just any woman; she was my

mother . But with my burning desire, how could I not release my pent-up semen?

The last vestiges of reason wouldn't allow me to commit incest with my mother, so I told myself: I won't "enter"

my mother's body; I'll only caress and kiss her, then ejaculate on her.

(But in my youth, I underestimated the allure of sex.)

I finally reached out with slightly trembling hands, first unhooking my mother's bra, revealing her full, round

breasts. Then I pulled down her thin panties, the only thing she was wearing. I never imagined I would one day be

able remove her bra and panties myself.

As the pink cotton panties were pulled down from her waist, her glossy black pubic hair came into view

. Among that pubic hair, I saw the place I had longed for. That was where I was born, fifteen years ago

.

The moment my mother's vulva appeared before me, reason began to crumble.

I had never looked closely at my mother's vulva before. In the past, whenever I peeked at her bathing, her mysterious

forbidden area was always "half-hidden," but now I not only saw it, but at such close range.

I took off the panties, which had already fallen to my mother's knees, and tossed them aside. My mother's bright, snow-white female

body was now fully displayed before me.

"You've always loved Mother, and now you can have her. How can you miss this opportunity? Besides,

your feelings for her are love, not lust."

"Mom! I really love you, I must have you!"

In my eyes, my kind and gentle mother had transformed into a captivating woman. I quickly pulled down my

underwear, revealing my erect penis, and faced her.

We were now naked, and looking at my mother's alluring curves and soft, smooth skin,

I couldn't resist. I got into bed, ready to violate her.

The next few minutes were the most pleasurable and unforgettable moments of my life.

I impulsively and boldly embraced my mother, holding her hot, feminine body.

I pressed myself against her, my penis against her vulva, eyeing her vagina intently.

I trembled with nervousness, worried that my father and sister might suddenly return, and that my mother might wake up.

If my mother were to wake up now, I wouldn't be able to explain to her whether I'd actually penetrated her or not. There was

no turning back now; I had to press on and make it a fait accompli.

I began to kiss my mother passionately, from her cheeks, her neck, her shoulders, to her breasts—her smooth, white skin felt amazing.

My lips covered hers, and I kissed her, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. My hands began to caress her,

enjoying the softness of her skin. My left hand kneaded her breasts; my right hand stroked her

long, beautiful legs that I had longed for—they were so smooth.

I kissed her delicate hands, and when I gently stroked my burning

penis with her elegant, piano-playing fingers, it instantly grew even thicker. I had to penetrate her.

Driven by lust, I wanted to invade my mother's most precious entrance. I spread her legs apart, lifting them to rest

on my shoulders, opening her vulva wide. My penis reached the entrance of my mother's vagina, and our

genitals finally made contact for the first time. With a thrust, my massive glans

spread . Insertion! At first, there was a "slipping" sensation, but soon my glans was

swallowed by my mother's vagina.

My mother's vagina was so tight; I had to exert force to continue inserting. My glans continued to push inward, reaching

the cervix penis was fully inside. My mother and I were now tightly intertwined.

I was inside my mother! I could hardly believe what I was seeing! Through my penis, I felt

my mother's body temperature; her vagina was so soft and warm.

This familiar place from fifteen years ago—I had returned today, with my now grown and strong

penis.

My hips began to thrust, my powerful, thick penis pumping in and out of my beloved mother,

fulfilling most primal biological instinct—sexual intercourse. As my mother and I began to rub our genitals together, an

unprecedented pleasure surged through me. I couldn't help but curse myself for being so foolish before; with such earthly pleasure at hand, I

had waited until today to act on it.

I held my mother tightly, kissing her passionately, and thrusting into her vagina with all my might

. I thrust faster and harder, my glans relentlessly pounding against her cervix, my scrotum slapping against her

labia . Overwhelmed by lust, I no longer cared whether my "bumps" would wake my mother.

In fact, subconsciously, I even hoped she would awaken at that moment, because I also wanted her

to know how much I loved her. To thrust into her and pamper her in front of her would surely bring even greater pleasure.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, my penis repeatedly and rapidly entering and exiting my mother's body. After nearly a hundred thrusts,

I felt I was about to ejaculate. I exerted even more force, thrusting faster and harder, showing no

mercy . At the peak of my excitement, I finally ejaculated inside my mother, releasing my first load of semen into her vagina, a cathartic and

exhilarating release of my virgin semen deep within her.

Each spurt of warm semen splattered against her cervix and vaginal walls, each ejaculation

a more intense climax. Finally, the semen began to flow out; all my semen had been given

to my mother.

"My mother and I have consummated our marriage; she is mine now!" A satisfied smile

spread .

I gently kissed her cheek, like a husband tenderly kissing his wife. Then I released her,

withdrawing my penis. I saw some white, sticky fluid at the entrance of her vagina—my

semen I quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe it away. My mother had been unconscious for twenty minutes; she could wake up at any moment, so I

had to act fast.

Suddenly, a thought popped into my head: what would my mother's reaction be if she knew I had taken her?

If I just kept holding her now, she would wake up and know what I had done to her, and I could then tell

her what I had kept hidden in my heart all these years. But would my mother understand? Would she accept my

feelings for her? Would she even disown me as her son?

I had thought that after I "got my wish," my "Oedipus complex" would be resolved, but that wasn't

the case . My "Oedipus complex" wasn't just a physical desire for my mother; having her

only gave me a little "comfort." My love for her wouldn't change.

Perhaps what I truly wanted wasn't just my mother's body, but her heart.

"Should I tell my mother? Should I confess to her?" It was quite risky, but I really

wanted to take the risk because I had so much to say to her.

But then I heard a sound downstairs; it seemed someone was returning. I panicked. I quickly put

my mother's bra and panties back on, covered her with the blanket, and then grabbed my own underwear and rushed back to my room to get

dressed .

My sister came back; I heard her looking for our mother. After a while, she came upstairs.

A few minutes later, I went to my mother's bedroom. She was awake, and my sister was there too. As soon as she saw

me, she said, "How could you do this?"

I looked at my mother, and she looked at me. Oh no! Did she already know?

Under the gazes of my mother and sister, I felt incredibly embarrassed. Just as I was about to vehemently deny it, my sister continued,

"Mom fainted, and you weren't even there to take care of her."

So that's what she meant. I was shocked.

My mother seemed a little weak. She asked me, "Did you help Mom back to her room?"

My voice trembled slightly, "Oh, yes, yes, that's right." But I didn't help her; I carried her

.

My mother asked in surprise, "Why do you seem so flustered?"

"Oh, I... I was worried about Mom," I said.

"Don't worry, Mom's fine. It's just that her blood pressure is too low," my mother said. "

How long was I unconscious?"

I said, "Maybe half an hour." I started making up a story, saying that I noticed my mother had been in the bathroom for a long time

and no one answered the door, so I opened the door and found her unconscious. So I helped

her back to the room.

I wonder if my "reckless" actions had made my mother feel anything unusual? I tentatively

asked, "Mom, how are you feeling now?"

"Still a little dizzy..." My mother gently pressed her lower abdomen and said, "My stomach feels a little strange too."

I think even if my mother felt pain in her private parts, she wouldn't be embarrassed to say it in front of her children. Of course, my mother

wouldn't think that the pain in her lower abdomen and private parts was my doing.

Since that day, I had been looking for an opportunity to confess my love to my mother and tell her that we

had son. However, my mother's pregnancy made me give up the idea.

More than a month later, my mother started experiencing morning sickness and felt nauseous. Later, my father and I accompanied

my mother to the hospital for a checkup, and my mother was indeed pregnant. Although Dad had a tubal ligation after my sister and I were born,

the doctor said that tubal ligation isn't 100% safe and there's nothing strange about it.

But I kept thinking, "Could Mom be carrying my child?"

After Dad accompanied Mom out of the examination room, I heard a nurse ask the doctor, "It's been fifteen years since your tubal ligation,

and you haven't given birth in fifteen years. Is it possible that you'll have another child now?" The doctor thought for a moment and said, "...That...is indeed quite

rare . I also find it very strange."

So Mom was indeed carrying my child; I had gotten my mother pregnant! Seeing Mom experience frequent morning sickness in

the early stages , and then her belly grow bigger day by day, I felt a great sense of pride and accomplishment.

Mom was nurturing a new life again; it had been fifteen years since she last gave birth to me. During Mom's

pregnancy , I accompanied her to choose baby supplies and often stayed by her side, listening to her

do prenatal education for the fetus.

This year, my mother gave birth to a daughter. From pregnancy to breastfeeding, over the past year, watching her

tenderly care for her child, my Oedipus complex, though not completely resolved, has at least

stopped being filled with lustful thoughts.

If I truly love my mother, I won't let her know what happened that evening; this secret will remain in

my heart.

My lover, my woman,

is now sitting on my lap, and we're writing this true incestuous story together!

A lot has happened recently, and I don't know if this is right or wrong, but my mother and I really did have sex. Perhaps this article

will be condemned by many, but I love my mother, so I'm not afraid. Let me bear whatever comes my way.

When I was eight, my father had an affair. My mother fought for a year, and finally, they divorced!

Because my father was at fault in the marriage, my mother received a large share of the assets and custody of me. At that time

, my mother was heartbroken. For my upbringing, she took me away from this place that caused her so much pain and

moved to Guangzhou. (Why do so many incest stories have the same background??)

During that time, I often saw my mother secretly shedding tears in the shadows. I didn't quite understand

why . I would always go up to comfort her, and she would hug me tightly to her chest. She was so soft,

and there was a sweet fragrance wafting towards me. From then on, I became infatuated with my mother's scent.

I remember when I was thirteen, my mother bought me a computer, and that's when I started to like

the internet. One day, I visited a pornographic incest website and, quite by chance, saw an

article called "Mother's Diary." It captivated me; the story was vivid and realistic. I wondered if it was true! I really wanted it to be true!

Gradually, I began to like incest stories, especially mother-son incest. I spent all my time on pornographic websites

. The pictures of penetrating mothers' vaginas and performing oral sex on mothers always made me unable to resist. My developing

desires for women grew stronger. So, I began to like my mother's body. I couldn't help myself. I

think that's what people call an Oedipus complex. However, my moral compass held me back, preventing me

from crossing that line . Oh, right, I forgot to introduce my mother; she's a gynecologist, 1.65 meters tall.

She wore her hair in a ponytail, had a great figure, a full and curvaceous body, and possessed a unique charm of a mature

woman —a captivating allure that could steal a man's heart! I was

proud to have such a beautiful mother.

I had a habit of writing in my diary. I often wrote down my thoughts in it, and I knew my mother often secretly read it;

she cared about me, I knew that! Suddenly, it dawned on me—why not write down my secret crush on my mother,

like in that story? Without hesitation, that night I wrote in my diary: "Mom, do you know? Your

lovely son has liked you for so long!! I often see you sad alone, and since you haven't

remarried, I know you've lost faith in men, and you're doing it all for me. Without realizing it

, you know, I've fallen in love with you! I love your smile, I love your charming appearance when you're sad

, I love your soft body and your fragrant scent! However, I know my dream

can't be realized, because we are mother and son, we can't break this ethical code! Is that right?"

I wrote down everything I wanted to say, wondering how my mother would react. I hoped it would be as I hoped.

I had tutoring that night and wouldn't be home until after 10 pm. That night, when I got home, I found

the lights were off. I was surprised; Mom always waited for me to come home before going to sleep, why wasn't she waiting?

I was startled—was Mom angry with me and ignoring me? I opened the door and went straight to my mother's room,

wanting to apologize to her!

When I opened the door, I was stunned. My mother was changing her pajamas. The soft light shone on her delicate, fair

skin, making it look like a crystal pear—clear, translucent, and beautiful. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned, with

slightly erect nipples. She had a slender waist, and a thick patch of pubic hair below her abdomen. I stared, mesmerized. That was the spot where I

was born , though there was too much hair for me to see clearly! I was in a daze. When my mother saw me, her face showed

a look of horror. She grabbed a piece of clothing from beside her to cover her chest and genitals, and shouted, "Xiao Gu, get

out of here !" I suddenly realized I had done something wrong and kept apologizing, but I was

deeply captivated by the unparalleled elegance my mother exuded. My mother was the perfect goddess in my eyes, my dearest.

I fervently loved my mature, beautiful, and voluptuous mother!

I returned to my room, and remembering what had just happened, my little brother began to swell. I

couldn't resist any longer . I quickly pulled down my pants and started masturbating, thinking about my mother's body from earlier. After about ten minutes, I

ejaculated. But the image of my mother's beautiful body kept lingering in my mind. So, I turned on

the computer and went to the incest website I used to frequent.

Online, I found the author of an incestuous story I'd read before. I took his email address and

sent him a message. I was anxious; I wanted to know if his story was true. Soon, he replied

. He said it was true! He said many people didn't believe his story, but he and his mother

truly loved each other and had sex! I asked, "Aren't you afraid of moral condemnation?" He said, "

I'm not afraid. I truly love my mother! Right now, my mother is online with me at home." He added,

"As long as others don't know, it's really nothing. It's just sex; as long as my mother doesn't get pregnant, it's fine."

That night, we talked a lot. He even recommended a date rape drug to me, saying it was through it that he

was able to be with my mother.

In the morning, Mom woke me up, just like usual, as if nothing had happened the night before. I ate my bread

, looking at Mom with guilt in my eyes. Mom's face was flushed, and she didn't say a word. Finally, Mom couldn't hold back any longer

and broke the silence: "Xiao Gu, Mom knows I've wronged you these past few years. Mom knows you love Mom, but it

's familial love, not romantic love! Xiao Gu, promise Mom you won't think about this anymore, okay? Because

it's immoral. You're still young; you'll understand later." Looking at Mom like that, I couldn't help but shed

tears. I hated myself for even thinking of using a date rape drug on Mom; I was not human. I looked at Mom and

nodded ! Mom looked at me and said, "When you come home tonight, I'll cook your favorite dishes for you. Okay?" I

smiled happily.

That evening, I came home. Mom had already prepared the dishes. We drank Pepsi instead of alcohol and had a good time.

My mother asked me, "Xiao Gu, I know you're going through puberty and are curious about girls. I'm

a doctor , I know better than anyone. Tell me, do you have a girlfriend?" I blushed and said, "No!"

My mother opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed her words. "Would you like me to be your girlfriend?"

she suddenly blurted out. I was stunned. My mother's face flushed again, and she quickly said, "

It's not what you think, I just want to help you get rid of your worries..." Hearing this, I blushed and quickly said, "Okay

." Later, my mother really did become my girlfriend, but it was in name only. We chatted, watched movies, and talked about our troubles like any other

couple , but something was missing: sex. This

was exactly what I longed for! Despite this, I never actually did anything inappropriate to my mother. Reason told me

it was impossible. My mother is my biological mother; I cannot fall in love with her. This is against morality and propriety

, even considered insane and perverse. "I suppressed these unspeakable desires, burying my longing for my mother's body

deep within my heart. I endured it! I dared not take a single step closer, afraid that I would even destroy

the relationship .

On Sunday, my mother didn't have to go to work, and I didn't have to go to school. My mother and I were bored at home. I

said to my mother , 'Mom, let's play cards?' My mother nodded. I added, 'But whoever loses

has to be punished! Are you scared?' My mother was amused by me: 'Who's scared of who? Tell me, how will the loser be punished?' I

pretended to think, but I had already thought of it. 'Whoever loses has to take off a piece of clothing!' My mother was stunned for a moment,

then laughed and said, 'Who's scared of who?'

We started playing 13 cards. At first, I lost several rounds in a row, and I was even shirtless. My mother looked at me and said

, 'How about it? Do you admit defeat?' I said defiantly, 'Who's scared?'" "Then, I lost another pair of

pants . Now, I was only wearing my underwear. Mom was laughing so hard she was almost breathless. 'Want to play again?' 'Yes.' I don't

know if it was fate or what, but Mom lost the next few rounds. She took off her shirt

and pants one by one, leaving her in her bra and underwear. I looked at Mom's breasts, at the white skin peeking out from her bra."

My little brother started getting restless at the sight of her breasts! Mom was wearing white underwear today, my favorite

kind, and her dark pubic hair was clearly visible through her pants. My little brother was standing tall.

I said, "Mom, you're so beautiful." Mom blushed, pretending to be angry, and said, "Little kid, don't look!"

Mom sat down, and my eyes followed her, unconsciously becoming flustered. "Mom, dare to play again?" " Sure!" In the end, haha, I won again. Mom said embarrassedly, "I'm not playing anymore, you've already given away

all the good cards ."

I angrily said, "Mom, how can you say you won't take it back! I don't want it anymore!! You have to take it off!"

Mom angrily said, "No, Mom's tired, I'm not playing anymore!" I saw a hard-won

opportunity slip away, and I couldn't help but feel unhappy. Mom leaned down and gently touched my cheek with her lips

. I saw Mom's breasts drooping, white and tender, fully supported by her bra,

almost out. Seeing that, my little brother almost burst. I really wanted to grab Mom's breasts and

squeeze them hard. But my reason ultimately prevailed. I didn't do that because I didn't want to be accused of raping

Mom ! Xiao Gu, Mom promises you, next time Mom will definitely not back down, Mom will always keep her promises

, but not this time! "Mom's already said all that, what else can I say! I pinky swear with

Mom , a promise I won't break.

After that day, Mom and I continued our life in name only. I knew that this way, I

would never truly have her, so I always pestered her when I had free time, going shopping with her, buying things for her. At

home, I took on all the chores—washing dishes, mopping the floor. I believed that when Mom saw this, she would think

I'd grown up, that there was a man in the house, and that she would rely on me for support. That would bring me

closer to success! ~~

Lately, I've been focusing on exams and haven't been online to vent. In my diary, I wrote: 'Mom, I don't know

why , but I couldn't concentrate on the exam today. I kept thinking about you. I'm going crazy. I want to possess you. Give it to me!

Mom, I want you.'" "After writing it, I was secretly pleased. Over time, my mother and I had developed a deep bond;

she would surely understand me after reading it.

The next day, I discovered that my diary had been touched by my mother, but she seemed unaware and remained

silent. I thought, 'My mother still hasn't overcome this ethical hurdle, so it's my turn to step in!' I made up my mind

!

I immediately went online and ordered a bottle of date rape drugs from a pornographic website, which cost me several hundred yuan. However, I knew that

as long as I succeeded, it would all be worth it! That evening, my mother came home from work and slipped the drugs into the food..." No

, because I need to eat too. What if I eat first? So, I could only wait quietly for my chance. At 8 o'clock, my

mom and I were watching TV in the living room. I looked at her wearing a white nightgown; her breasts and hips, though loosely

wrapped in the nightgown, were still shapely and well-proportioned. I was secretly happy because my mom would

soon be mine. Thank God for giving me such a beautiful mom!

My mom drinks a glass of milk before bed, and I had already planned ahead, putting the medicine in it beforehand.

Around 10 pm, my mom said she was sleepy and drank the milk. I hastily got into bed. Ten minutes passed, then fifteen, and

the time in the living room felt like an eternity. Twenty minutes later, I sneaked into my mother's room and

gently shook her, "Mom~~". She didn't respond. I knew I had succeeded; my mother was right in front of me

, at my mercy. My face flushed with excitement, and my hands trembled as I reached out to her.

My hands gently pressed against her high, firm breasts. I dared not press too hard, afraid of waking her; this

opportunity was too precious to pass the time! I slowly caressed her breasts, sometimes pinching them, sometimes... Gently kneading. So soft!

This was the first time I'd ever touched a woman's breasts. They were like cotton candy, indescribably soft. Mom is Mom. I saw

Mom sleeping soundly with her eyes half-closed. I couldn't resist lowering my head and kissing her red lips, licking her

red lips and gums with my tongue, then sucking on her fragrant tongue and gently biting it. One hand quietly slipped inside her kimono,

kneading her round, full breasts. Mom's breasts felt like two fully inflated

balls in my hands, soft, warm, and full of elasticity. As I played with them, I kneaded the tips of her nipples with my fingers. Her nipples

felt incredibly soothing to the touch. My mother, her brows furrowed in her sleep, let out soft moans, her body

trembling as if electrocuted—a natural reaction to a woman's sensitive areas being caressed.

My head began to race, my face flushed. Not satisfied with just rubbing, my lust intensified,

I reached under her pajamas and slipped my hand over her tight panties, touching her private parts. I felt her

lower body, pubis to the cleft of her large buttocks, was covered in thick, fine pubic hair, with a

thin, warm spur in the middle. A tiny slit, a small, trembling clitoris at the entrance—ah! This is

the opening I made when I was born, and it's also where I'll be inserting my big cock later! I started to remove my mother's

pajamas, first untying the belt, then taking off the top. My mother was left only in a thin, milky-white

bra and panties. My eyes were glued to my mother's exquisite, curvaceous body, my heart pounding. After

trembling I removed the last layer, I was suddenly struck by how beautiful my mother's breasts were

—white as snow, high... Her breasts, erect and firm like two mountains of flesh, stood proudly on her chest. Her

nipples, like two grapes, were a vibrant crimson, slightly parted to the sides as she lay flat on the bed. She was

nearly forty, a married woman, yet her skin remained so smooth and delicate, her curves so slender and

graceful , breathtakingly beautiful. Her abdomen was flat and smooth, and her prominent mons pubis was covered with thick, dark, and alluring pubic

hair—so thick and black, one wondered where all the nutrients went. Her buttocks were round and large, her legs

long and shapely, though she had already given birth to me, her tenth child… For a child of only a few years old, to possess such a voluptuous, smooth, and intoxicatingly

beautiful body, her charm was truly breathtaking. Looking at my mother's vulva, I had always imagined it to be

a dark slit, but it wasn't actually that dark. I then spread my mother's thighs apart, first touching it for a while, then rubbing my middle finger

along that mysterious crack between her legs. It was dry and very tight, probably because my mother had

n't had sex in a long time. I slowly inserted my middle finger, moving it back and forth, and soon it became wet

, and my mother let out soft moans.

My face was flushed, my mouth was dry, and I grabbed the milk on the table and took a sip. Only after drinking it did I

realize my mistake – it was the same milk I'd used to drug my mother. I tried to stand up, but the drug

took effect so quickly that I collapsed onto the bed and drifted off to sleep.

Luckily, I hadn't drunk much, and two hours later I woke up to find my mother still asleep. I hated myself.

My mother was already mine, but I hadn't cherished the opportunity. My mother was about to wake up; I knew the drug's effects

would wear off soon. I helped her get dressed, and before leaving, I kissed her. "Mom, you're so beautiful, you know?

Not having you this time doesn't mean I don't love you. I'll make you want me willingly."

In the morning, my mother woke up a little later than usual. She saw me as usual, thankfully nothing had been discovered.

My mother and I were the same as always – chatting, watching movies, and when I had time after school, I'd bring her a bouquet of flowers. I

didn't like giving carnations; I preferred roses, even though they were more expensive. But did my mother know the meaning behind

the roses ?

The situation took a turn for the better that day. Around midnight, I vaguely heard

noises , then it went quiet. Curiosity piqued, I opened the door and crept to the doorway of my mother's room,

listening intently. "Give me all the money, or I'll stab you to death!" I thought, a thief! I knew my frail

mother couldn't fight him. I stood up and rushed in. I was shocked—not just one thief, but

two! I knew I was in grave danger, but I was even more worried about my mother.

I immediately lunged at the man threatening her with a knife. But two fists can't fight four hands, and I was subdued

. A shorter man held a knife to my throat. They forced my mother to hand over her cash and jewelry.

Seeing me, she silently took everything out of the cupboard. The two thieves, having obtained the items,

grinned lecherously , eyeing my mother with lustful intent. My mother realized something was wrong and retreated to the wall. The taller man pulled out

a dagger and... My mother, who had been calm just moments before, suddenly became distraught, shaking her head violently.

The tall guy next to me said, "You're not going to take it off, are you?" Without hesitation, he stabbed me in the thigh with a knife,

blood gushing out. My mother cried out hoarsely, "No!" Tears streamed down her face. Looking at my mother, though it hurt,

I knew I couldn't cause her any more harm. I pushed the short guy next to me aside and lunged at

the beast.

While I was fighting the thief, my mother ran to the window, shouting, "Thief! There's a thief here!"

The short guy yelled "Damn it!" and stabbed me in the back. A sharp pain shot through me, and I involuntarily let go, passing out. Seeing the situation was dire, the two thieves jumped out of the window. (We live on the second floor.) My mother rushed to my

side like a madwoman, cradling my head, tears falling like broken beads onto my face. Mom called out, "

Xiao Gu, you'll be alright! Mom's going to call an ambulance..." After calling the ambulance, Mom ran to my side and used

her clothes to stop the bleeding. She kept saying, "Xiao Gu, Mom won't let anything happen to you. You're my only

family . What will I do if you die?" I struggled to say, "Mom, I'm such a bad son. I can't hold

on anymore. I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

"No, you can't sleep. The ambulance is coming. Just hold on. As long as you don't sleep, Mom

will agree to anything. Really, this time Mom won't back down. Even if you want Mom, Mom will give it to you." "Mom,

thank you ." "

I woke up the next afternoon. I felt a dull ache in my lower back, probably from all the needles I'd had. My mother

was lying in the chair next to me. I knew hospital chairs were very uncomfortable, and it must have made it hard for her to sleep

. I felt so sorry for her suffering, but I was also secretly pleased to catch a glimpse of her sleeping posture.

Since I was old enough to understand, I'd never had the chance to see my mother sleeping like that. I knew it was perverted of me, and I

knew I had a severe Oedipus complex. I'd long harbored lewd thoughts: incestuous sex, peeping at my mother's naked body...

and so on.

'Mom...' I boldly and secretly got out of bed, walked to my mother's side, pressed close to her body, and took a deep breath

. My mother's fragrance was so delicate and sweet, just the scent I loved. Yes, that's right."

"Mom... Mom... Mom..." I called out twice. I knew she was fast asleep. I

began to admire the most beautiful woman in my heart from every angle. Looking at the body I had longed for day and night before me,

Mom's legs were bent, her whole body arched. This posture was so beautiful! Just like in my dreams

.

"So beautiful... so beautiful... Mom, you are so beautiful!"

At the hem of her skirt, I noticed it was slightly open. Perhaps I could glimpse a woman's most private parts...

"This is Mom's most private place... Ah, no!" "I told myself no, I absolutely couldn't do that.

I went back to bed, lay down, and stared intently at my mother's body.

'Ah... Mom... I want... I want so much...' My desire had reached its peak, almost

uncontrollable, but I told myself no, I couldn't do this, I had to hold back!

I shook my head, trying to clear my head.

I started to recall whether what my mother had said that night was true.

During the days in the hospital, I was always restless and anxious. Would my mother lie to me this time? She said she would give it to me

. I was so looking forward to it, so looking forward to being discharged. A few days later, I was discharged. Going home felt much better than being trapped in

the hospital, even though I couldn't see my mother sleeping.

At dinner, I asked my mother, 'Mom, does what you said last time still count?' My mother paused for a moment, blushed

, and said, 'Xiao Gu, let Mom think about it some more, okay?' " "I suddenly remembered how tirelessly my mother took care of

me when I was hospitalized. Even if she regretted it, I wouldn't hate her, after all, she's my mother! Mom, I...I love you..."

My mother was taken aback at first, then smiled gently. She stroked my head and said, "Silly child, Mom loves

you too!"

That night, I ejaculated and went to bed without wearing pants. In the morning, my mother came to my bedside,

lifted , and was immediately stunned. My little brother was standing tall and erect. (Why does this remind me of that story?)

I was woken up by my mother then. Seeing her stunned look and her red face, I knew something was going to happen!

Sure enough, my mother wrote a note and slipped it into my diary. "Xiao Gu, Mom is conflicted.

How could not love you? If you died that day, Mom wouldn't want to live either. So give Mom some time to

break through this moral constraint!" "Mom, I'll wait for you," I silently said in my heart.

Good things happen unexpectedly. I came back from class at 10 pm that night, and my mother was taking a shower.

I came out of the bathroom, and oh my god, Mom was wearing an almost transparent silk dress. She was only

wearing a milky-white bra and white panties, and because of the water droplets on her body,

she was practically transparent. The water seeped through the panties at the crotch, revealing her dark pubic hair

. This was the first time I'd ever seen Mom dressed like this.

"Mom, you look so beautiful today!" Mom's face was flushed; I didn't know if it was shyness,

the lingering heat from the shower, or both. Mom gave me a knowing smile. She was already getting ready

.

"Xiao Gu, come to my room after your shower, I need to talk to you!" "Yes, ma'am!" I

rushed into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and jumped into the tub. (Mom had already prepared the water for me!) My excitement

made my penis hard; I was about to taste Mom. What would Mom taste like? I started

fantasizing.

I knocked on my mother's door. "Mom, I'm here!" "Okay, come in." I opened the door and

saw my mother lying on the bed. A VCD was playing on the TV opposite her. I recognized it immediately; it

was a Japanese incest film called "Mother's Love," which I had bought from a porn site. When my mother saw me come in, she

sat up . "Wow, Mom isn't wearing a bra, just a thin nightgown.

" "Xiao Gu, come here, sit on the edge of the bed." My mother moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, staring intently at

me. Her nipples were already slightly erect. Facing my mother's beautiful body, I was already uncontrollably aroused

. My penis was thrusting up uncontrollably. My mind raced, constantly calculating how to proceed.

If I did it with my mother now, I believed she wouldn't say anything. I stood by the bed for a long time, watching my mother's breasts rise and fall with her

breath , and I couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her nipples. My mother didn't stop me.

She stared at me. "Xiao Gu, isn't Mom very lewd?" “No, Mom, you wouldn’t. You just want

something you’ve never had. You’re the most precious person in my heart!” Mom smiled. She didn’t say anything,

but slowly lay down with my hand and closed her eyes. I pinched and released her breasts with both hands, kneading

and rubbing them. “Mmm…” She didn’t open her eyes. I knew Mom had given in to me. I got on the bed, straddled Mom’s

body, and leaned down to kiss her. “Mmm…” Mom immediately put her tongue into my mouth and swirled it around. “Wow

…so fragrant…” A faint fragrance wafted in. My hands weren’t idle. Through her semi-transparent nightgown, I rubbed

Mom’s breasts.

“Mom, get up. I’ll go to the back.” I knelt down behind Mom. Mom’s back leaned against me.

I wrapped my arms around Mom and rubbed her breasts hard like I was grabbing a wave. “Mmm…mmm…mmm…” My head

came forward from behind and kissed Mom. “Little rascal, when did you learn this trick?” “I

thought of it when I was fantasizing about you.” "My mother and I touched lips.

I never imagined that the breasts of my mother, who had once breastfed me, could be so sensitive, instantly hardening.

'Mmm~'

My hand slowly slipped inside my mother's breast, moving to her lower abdomen, helping to lift her skirt. I slipped

one hand inside my mother's genitals; she only shuddered, then said nothing. I stroked her pubic hair, my

hand touching my mother's labia majora—so wet, almost overflowing. Gradually, my mother could no longer bear my

caresses; her breathing became rapid, and she occasionally let out a few soul-stirring moans:

'Ah...ah...ah...ah...no...ah...faster...faster...let go...let go of

Mom...Mom...ah...ah...'

My mother's voluptuous body writhed incessantly, my little brother pressed against her back, letting her rub against it.

I took off my mother's clothes, let her lie down, and quickly stripped myself down to only my underwear. I

opened my mother's thighs; so beautiful." I felt the warmth of her genitals, and sensed her trembling body. My mother was soaked

through , whether from sweat or the vaginal fluids flowing from her. I was

deeply captivated by this exquisite creation of nature, kissing and licking her smooth thighs and round, plump buttocks.

"Xiao Gu, it's dirty there, don't," my mother said, almost in tears. Between her white, smooth thighs

, thick, glossy, black pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, concealing the mysterious mound and valley. Smooth, dark

red labia acted as a natural barrier, protecting the flower-like vaginal opening—the

place —and above the opening, the slightly protruding clitoris. I admired it, marveling at it

, as if revisiting a familiar place. I couldn't help but bury my face between my mother's legs, letting the fluffy pubic hair brush against my face,

deeply inhaling the intoxicating fragrance unique to a mature, sensual woman's genitals. I licked her thick

pubic hair with my lips and tongue, kissing her slightly raised mons pubis, kissing and licking her thick, slippery labia majora, parting her moist,

lubricated the gateway I had to pass through to enter this world. I kissed and licked her small, bud-like

clitoris.

Ah…ah…no…ah…ah…ah…how could you…but this…like this

…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…no…don’t do this…ah…ah…Mom

never imagined I would kiss and lick her genitals, and now I—her own son—am greedily kissing and licking a

woman’s most mysterious… That was the most alluring place. Mom swayed her body, the kisses and licks sending shivers of pleasure through her

, waves of ecstasy washing over her. Her plump buttocks writhed and thrust upwards, swaying from side to side, her hands tightly gripping my

head as she let out joyful, coquettish breaths and soft moans.

My kisses and licks made Mom's small clitoris erect, so I slipped my tongue into her vaginal opening

, gently stroking the folds of her vaginal walls—the passage through which I came into this world 13 years ago.

Ah…ah…my beloved baby…ah…ah…I can't take it…Mom will let you

…oh…you lick… …licking…so good…ah…ah…I…ah…I want…ah

…ouch…ah…ah…I want…I want…ah…ah…

I cupped my mother’s fair, smooth, and plump buttocks, my tongue probing as far as it could into her vagina

, sucking and licking her smooth, tender vaginal walls. My mother’s vagina was truly wondrous—the inner walls were both smooth and

folded, and from deep within her vagina, streams of vaginal fluid flowed out like a babbling brook. My mother’s whole body

trembled as if electrocuted, bending her round, smooth, and white thighs, raising her plump buttocks even higher so that I could penetrate more thoroughly.

I kissed, licked, and sucked her vaginal opening and inner walls.

Ah...ah...Mommy's vagina is so...ah...ah...Dear Mommy...your...your

vagina is all wet.

Ah...ah...you little rascal...it's all because...ah...ah...because of you...

ah...ah...no...don't keep calling me Mommy...I...I...ah

...ah...you've played me like this...ah...ah...

ah...ah...I feel...I feel...ah...a little...hairy...ah...ah...ah

...

Mommy twisted her body, sweating profusely, panting heavily,

squeezing and rubbing her full, firm, and round breasts with both hands, thrusting her plump buttocks upwards so that my tongue could

penetrate deeper into her vagina to kiss and lick her vagina, sucking on her clitoris. With a series of tremors

, streams of vaginal fluid flowed from deep within my mother's vagina, making it slippery and sticky inside and out,

covering my face and mouth. The fluid flowed down her perineum to her anus, and against her snow-white, plump buttocks

, her small, dark red anus resembled a pale purple chrysanthemum bud, intoxicating. Ah, this

was my mother's beautiful, sexy anus!

I sat on the bed, pulling my mother's legs onto my thighs, my penis positioned directly against her vulva. "

Mom, I'm coming, are you ready?" "Mmm..." A blush flashed across my mother's face, her body

shifting slightly, her beautiful eyes half-closed. The clear fluid seeping from the smooth, rounded tip of my penis

made the area between my mother's legs wet and sticky.

I thrust my hips forward, but couldn't penetrate. I tried several more times, but still couldn't get in. (I had never had sex before

, I had only watched porn and tried to imitate it.) My mother was anxious, "Xiao Gu, let Mom help you." She reached out and

grasped my penis, suddenly feeling an urge to ejaculate.

Following my mother's instructions, with a soft "whoosh," my hard, long, large, and thick penis

plunged into my mother's vagina, instantly filling it completely; the large

glans tightly against the soft, warm, almost imperceptible flesh deep inside.

My body, born here 13 years ago, returned to my mother's body! As my hard penis entered my mother's slippery vagina,

the last vestiges of guilt caused by the taboo of incest in my mother's and my minds vanished completely in that

instant . "Ah~~, it hurts~~" my mother cried out.

"Mom, did I hurt you?" "A little, Mom hasn't done it in a long time, and besides, your little brother is so

big. It'll be fine in a bit." My beloved mother, I didn't know your vaginal opening was so tight and narrow,

but you are so sexy. My penis is so tight that it's unbearable for you. Please forgive me, Mom. You can hit me or scold me

, I won't complain, but I really just want to make you happy. I lay on top of my mother, my penis slowly thrusting in and out of her

vagina, kissing her smooth, beautiful face and rosy lips, which were radiant from sex, and said tenderly. I never imagined that although my mother had been married for a long time and had given birth to me sixteen years ago, her vagina was so tight and

narrow. Her smooth vaginal walls tightly enveloped my thick penis, contracting rhythmically. When the glans

of my penis touched that soft, warm, almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina, that flesh

was like my mother's rosy little mouth, sucking on my glans. It was truly intoxicating.

I lay on top of my mother, my penis thrusting gently in and out of her slippery vagina. My mother swayed

her round, smooth, white, and plump buttocks in rhythm, emitting seductive moans.

Her full, firm, and rounded breasts were against my chest, my face pressed against her blushing,

slightly flushed cheeks, teasing her playfully.

Her plump, plump buttocks swayed and thrust upwards, meeting the thrusts of my penis.

Ah…ah…so good…ah…so good…ah…ah…ah…darling…ah…

ah…my pussy feels so good being penetrated by your little brother…ah…ah…oh my god…ah…

my mother’s white, smooth, and plump body, burning with passion and lust, rose and fell with

the rhythm of my hard penis thrusting in and out. She skillfully twisted her plump buttocks upwards, moaning seductively. (So this is how wanton

women can be at this moment, you all should try it.)

I pressed my mother down, my penis thrusting forcefully in and out of her vagina, grinding back and forth. The head of my penis touched

the soft, warm, almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina. My mother was completely oblivious to

the pleasure of sex, letting her 13-year-old son thrust his thick, hard penis in and out of her vagina,

enjoying the forbidden pleasure, completely forgetting her shame.

Little baby... ah... ah... your... inside mommy... so... ah...

we're a match made in heaven... ah... ah... mommy's... is... is for you... ah...

ah... harder... ah... harder... ah... ah... little husband... little brother... little baby...

mommy... feels so good... ah... ah...

Mommy's face flushed with desire, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were hazy, she was panting heavily, covered in fragrant sweat, and slippery fluid kept flowing from deep inside

her vagina . I pressed my mother's delicate body beneath me, my penis

thrusting in and . Her alluring beauty and captivating, dreamy eyes, her joyful moans, the sounds of my penis

entering and exiting her vagina, and the squelching of her fluids all intertwined, creating a

mesmerizing melody that captivated and enchanted me. My mother's labia minora and the two pink folds of

flesh inside her vaginal opening flipped in and out with each thrust, like vibrant pink flower petals. The

folds of her vaginal walls tightly enveloped, gripped, and squeezed my penis, the soft, warm

, almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina like her soft, rosy lips kissing and licking the glans. I felt my

penis tremble with pleasure as my mother's vagina enveloped, stroked, sucked, and gripped it. As I thrust my penis

deep , she arched her hips upwards to meet my thrusts. With each upward thrust

, I pushed harder into her vagina, my penis penetrating inch by inch, the glans reaching the

soft . Deeply immersed in forbidden lust

, my mother and I were perfectly in sync. My thick, long, large, and hard penis filled her vagina completely; how could she not feel incredibly

comfortable and experience ecstasy?

Ah...ah...ouch...ouch...good son...little...ouch...little husband...ah

...ah...little husband...I...I...ah...can't take it anymore...ouch...Mommy can't take your...

big...insertion...ah...ah...ouch...ah...good baby is going to kill Mommy...

ah...ah...

Mommy...Mommy...kiss Mommy...fucking Mommy is so exciting...ah...ah...I

want...I love...ah...love Mommy...ah...ah...Mommy...I...I...am going to ejaculate

...ah...so good...ah...

Mommy swayed her body, swayed her plump buttocks, her vagina contracted forcefully, stroking and squeezing my penis.

Streams of vaginal fluid gushed out from deep within Mommy's vagina, surging against the glans of my penis. A tingling

sensation, like an electric shock, quickly spread throughout my body from the glans, stimulating me to no longer be gentle with her, but instead using

techniques that made Mommy ecstatic, such as grinding her flower core, nine shallow and one deep, and inserting flowers left and right, to tease her. My mother's body seemed to be burning with desire. She

hugged me tightly, and the sound of my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina was incessant. My mother

couldn't withstand my vigorous thrusting. Her whole body trembled, and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls spasmed and contracted, enveloping

my hard, large penis. She held me tightly in her arms, her plump, white buttocks twisting and shaking violently, and she kept emitting

lewd and seductive moans:

"Ah...ah...Oh my god...ah...ah...ah...it's so good...ah..., Mom is

almost ...ah...ah...ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah

...Oh my god...ah...ah..."

For a long time, my mother had not enjoyed such a hard, thick, and strong penis, such seductive technique. My

vigorous thrusting made my mother's beautiful face flushed, her hair disheveled, her whole body trembling, and her seductive moans

incessant .

My mother's wanton and seductive appearance spurred me to thrust my penis even harder, my hard, strong penis seemingly

trying to pierce through her alluring and intoxicating vagina. My mother was driven to ecstasy by my thrusting, her hair flying wildly, her body drenched in fragrant sweat

, panting heavily, her eyes glazed with desire, her whole body in blissful pleasure, her sweat and vaginal fluids soaking the sheets.

Ah…ah…Mom…you're squeezing my big cock so tight…ah…ah

…Mom……darling Mom…I'm going to cum…cum…ah…

ah…ah…ah…oh God…Mom can't…can't take it…ah…ah…cum, cum

…cum inside Mom…ah…ah…ah…Mom…Mom’s letting you play…play

to your heart’s content …ah…ah…oh God…ah…ah…Mom knew I was about to climax, and she

thrust her plump buttocks upwards, twisting and turning to meet my final thrusts. I jiggled my hips rapidly and forcefully, thrusting

my penis deep into my mother's vagina. My mother, in turn, arched her plump buttocks upwards, and amidst her

ecstatic moans, the overflowing fluids from her vagina washed over my

glans through my entire body. My semen spurted from my penis, powerfully spraying into

the depths of my mother's vagina, which had long been deprived of such sweetness, surging against the soft, warm, almost imperceptible flesh at the end of her vagina.

Ah…ah…God…ah…it's so beautiful…ah…ah…it feels so good to fuck Mom

…God…ah…ah…my penis throbbed and

thrust within my mother's tight vagina, pushing as far as I could; my mother clung to me tightly, her vaginal walls convulsing and spasming, receiving

the baptism . My penis throbbed powerfully inside my mother's vagina, and her vaginal walls and labia

contracted rhythmically. We both reached orgasm simultaneously, and I ejaculated into her mysterious,

dreamlike vagina. My ejaculation lasted for almost a minute. After the last drop of semen entered her vagina, I lay on top of her soft body. She held me tightly, my penis still inside her contracting vagina, throbbing occasionally. 04-14

Loving Mother-Son Relationship "Mom, you are the most beautiful woman in the world! I want to love you for a lifetime, I want to be loving and affectionate with you forever . Thank you for giving me children!" — Protagonist 's Heart Character 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! I am A-Quan, male, a lawyer at a law firm in Harbin, specializing in criminal and economic cases. I am 26 years old, single, and enjoy browsing websites featuring incest, mature women, and stockings. I am attracted to the high heels, stockings, bras, and underwear of mature women. I had a crush on my biological mother since junior high school. Finally, I finished work and rushed out of the office. I knew 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!) Back home, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. 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- 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 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 greeted me with a smile as she chopped vegetables. "I'm back!" I tossed my handbag on the table, went into the kitchen, and hugged Mom tightly from behind, resting my head against her back. "Oh, you're so naughty! Be careful, Mom might cut her hand!" Mom said with a laugh. "Mom, it's an even number again today!" I whispered in Mom's 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 the word "marital life . "

Mom chuckled, "You little rascal, do you even know what 'marital life' is? You're about to do it!"

I gently kissed Mom's earlobe, inhaling the unique, mature fragrance emanating from her,

and said, "Mom, tonight when we're in bed, you'll teach me what 'marital life' is, okay?!"

Mom rolled her eyes at me, laughing, "You silly goose! 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 Mom's neck.

"Alright, stop teasing me now, well… tonight when you're in bed, be gentle with me!" Mom whispered in my

ear .

"Okay, once we're in bed, I'll make sure you feel good!" I deliberately kissed Mom's cheek again .

"You silly goose!" Mom pushed me away and started cooking, a blushing smile on her face.

I forgot to introduce myself, my name is A-Quan, I'm 25 years old, my mom's only son, and I'm a lawyer at a law

firm .

My mom's name is Sun Liqin, and she's 43 years old. In her youth, my mother was a backup dancer in the army's song and dance troupe. She had a superb figure, always

wearing high heels and possessing a shapely physique. She told me that many men

pursued her when she was young. Later, she transferred to a large department store and is now the manager of the clothing department. Although

she's 43, she still has a fantastic figure. Men always steal glances at her when she goes out.

She has curves in all the right places, and what's more, she possesses a unique

charm .

Don't laugh, but I secretly had a crush on my mother when I was in junior high school. Strictly speaking,

she was my first love. From a young age, I loved being in her arms; she always had a wonderfully

fragrant, feminine scent. My mom and dad met through an introduction. My dad was a lawyer, and my mom married him.

Later, my dad went into business and started a company with others. The business was very successful, and they made a lot of money.

Three years he passed away in a car accident. 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 from my work, 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 lap (taking advantage of my mother!). My mother asked

, "Son, are you drunk? 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.

He and some friends have gone out for a social event."

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, "Good 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." With that ,

Mom got up and went to the bathroom.

The bath water was ready, and Mom told me to shower first, 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; instead, she 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 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 off 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 that she had tossed on the bedside table, and took a deep sniff. There was

a unique, mature woman's scent that belonged to my mother, and her body heat was still on her clothes—it felt so good!

I carefully licked the crotch of my mother's panties and the inside of her bra with the tip of my tongue, thinking to myself, "Mom,

my goddess! I love you!"

After a while, my mother finished washing up, and I hurriedly put her bra and panties back where they were, then lay down

on the bed be asleep.

After Mom came out of the bathroom, she dried herself off and took a set of black underwear from the closet and put it on. Then she

threw the clothes from the bed into the bathroom.

Then Mom lay down next to 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 coquettishly.

"Okay, Mom will hug you," Mom said with a smile, hugging me.

I buried my face in Mom's arms, my face right next to her breasts covered by a white lace bra. It was so warm and

fragrant, just like the scent of Mom's bra and panties. So I wrapped my arms around Mom's waist, bringing

us even closer.

With my left arm around Mom's waist and my face against her full breasts, I started to get hard again. Coincidentally,

my lower body was right between Mom's legs. Mom moved slightly but didn't say anything. She just

hugged me tighter, and I hugged her waist even tighter, my erection pressing against her legs.

Between our genitals were only two thin layers of fabric.

After a while, Mom let go of me and went to the bathroom. I heard

the sound of toilet paper being used to wipe something in the bathroom. Was it…? It sounded like Mom 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 against her legs.

Mom seemed to enjoy this; whether intentionally or unintentionally, she moved 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 to myself, reflecting on Mom's indulgence of my earlier behavior

and the intentional or unintentional coordination of our positions.

"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 her in a deliberately childish voice.

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

"Go by yourself, do you want Mom to help you?" Mom seemed to know what I was going to do, and whispered in my

ear .

"Sigh!" Having received Mom's permission, I felt much more confident!

I went into the bathroom and turned on the washing machine. 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

and inhaled deeply, smelling 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 I ejaculated. Mom's flesh-colored stockings and bra were covered in my white

semen. It felt so good! I then deliberately

wiped .

I went back to my mother's bedroom. After lying down, she still held me tightly. I

rested 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 complicated.

The next morning, when I woke up, my mother had already prepared breakfast. "You naughty son, get up!"

Today, my mother's smile seemed especially beautiful to me!

"Mom, you're up early!" I said, getting up to use the bathroom. I found that

the "feminine hygiene products" 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; we didn't do anything else. During that time, if I really wanted something, I could just say to my mom

when "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, and stockings, each one

quite sexy!) in the bathroom for me! Every time I "used" something, my mom would 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 instantly. After arranging his funeral, my mom and I went home. She didn't seem sad at all. I

hugged her and asked what was wrong. She told me that she didn't know Dad had two women outside.

I was shocked. Two! My mom said, "Yes! Two women. Actually, even if he hadn't died, I was planning to

divorce .

" I hugged her and said, "Mom, don't be sad, I'm here for you!" She 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 ! I've liked you since I was little. You were my first crush

, Mom. Do you know? You're 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 into my arms.

"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 hugged each other tightly for a long, long time. Suddenly, my mother laughed, breaking the silence. I said half

-jokingly , "Mom, don't we look like a couple—" "A couple? A couple of what?" my mother

asked, blushing. I said, "Lovers!" My mother smiled knowingly. She raised her head, and I was captivated by her alluring

beauty and the tenderness radiating from her eyes. My heart was completely charmed.

I couldn't help but embrace my beautiful mother with my left arm, gently cupping her face with my right. She slowly and tenderly

closed her eyes. I gently kissed her face, from her neck to her cheeks, and then softly kissed

her red lips.

Finally, our lips met. I sucked on her warm, soft red lips, then slipped my

tongue into her mouth, slowly exploring. My breath was filled with the sweet

, mature scent of her body. As the passionate kiss continued, I found myself unconsciously pulling her 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 . Our tongues intertwined and swirled in our mouths, sucking each other's saliva. Her

soft tongue entwined with mine, we shared each other's saliva.

My lower body was incredibly swollen, and Mom seemed to sense it. Between kisses, she whispered in my

ear , "You naughty son, is your little penis hard?"

"Yes, dear Mom, it's incredibly swollen down there," 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 books!" Mom wrapped her arms around my

neck ,

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 never expected my mother to be so open-minded. So, I kissed her red lips again, and my right hand

slid down her flat stomach and under her skirt. She was wearing stockings, and after touching her

smooth , I slipped my hand inside her panties.

(Imagine, in a large living room, a son is embracing his alluring mother, flirting on

the bed, and saying things that only husband and wife would say—pretty exciting, right?)

My mother's panties were silk and already half-wet. The first thing I touched was fine pubic hair; it was so soft. Then,

I gently rubbed the most sensitive part between my mother's legs with my middle finger. My mother let out a soft moan, "Ah

—Ah Quan, rub Mom's there gently!" My mother blushed and whispered in my ear, "Why?"

"Because that's the most important and most 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 my mother deliberately, starting to rub harder. "..." My mother's lower body was itchy and uncomfortable.

"What place?" I asked again. "Mom's lower body..."

"What part of the lower body?"

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

"Tell me, Mom, I've touched it." I was still gently rubbing my mother's most private part with my middle finger.

"Rub Mom's—vagina gently." After saying that, my mother's face turned completely red with shame.

"What do we men call it, Mom?"

"Puss!" My mother finally said it. How exciting!

"Mom, what am I touching right now?"

"Son, you're touching Mom's pussy!" Mom looked at me with seductive eyes, and her

panties were completely wet!

Mom's eyes were half-open, her red lips parted and closed, sexy and alluring. I couldn't help but kiss

Mom , "Son... Mom's good son!" Our tongues intertwined and swirled in our mouths,

sucking on each other's tongues and lips. ... "Mom, I want to make love to you!" I whispered in Mom's ear, my voice trembling ( I was so excited

when I said that !). Mom blushed and didn't say anything, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck (but then again, what could a mother say at this moment?). I picked Mom up from the bed, and she cried out in surprise, then understood what I was about to do, clinging tightly to me and remaining silent. I held her, the woman I loved so deeply, and walked towards Mom's bedroom . Once inside, I gently placed Mom on the bed, and she looked at me with seductive eyes. I kissed my mother's cheek and whispered, "Mom, let's make the bed together, just the two of us. And then..." "Mom's fine with you," my mother said softly, her face flushed and 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's going to change her underwear." I hugged my mother tightly. "Mom, I'll do whatever you say, but..." "But what?" "But, Mom, you absolutely have to change into something a little sexy, okay?" 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 coax my mom). "Keep your voice down, don't let the neighbors hear," Mom said, afraid of being overheard. "Mom—" I still said loudly on purpose. "I'm scared of you, you little pervert!" Mom finally gave in. "What kind of clothes do you want Mom to wear?" I kissed Mom 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 black pointed-toe stiletto heels!" "You silly girl!" Mom's face turned red. It felt good to flirt with Mom! After saying that, I went to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out of the shower, Mom had already put on makeup and was sitting on the bed waiting for me. I saw that Mom had pinned her long hair up high with hair clips; she had also applied some deep red lipstick, which made her lips look even sexier. The crow's feet at the corners combined with the light blue eyeshadow, gave her a mature beauty unique to adult women. She was indeed wearing the black business suit from their department store. She deliberately didn't wear a shirt underneath.

Her snow-white neck looked exceptionally alluring against the backdrop of her black clothes. The sexy, pointed-toe, stiletto-heeled

black high heels she wore, combined with her well-fitting clothes and her 1.68-meter height, along with the flesh-colored stockings

beneath , gave her a unique charm as she waited for her son to go to bed with her.

I pulled my mother into my arms and couldn't help but say, "Mom, you look so beautiful today!"

"Really? Are you kidding?" 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 corner of my mother's eyes.

"Mom's so old, and you're still the most beautiful! You naughty son," my mother said coquettishly, lightly tapping my

forehead with her finger.

"No, my mom is the most beautiful woman in the world no matter how old she gets!" 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 started kissing her back. 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 gently massage her full breasts through her coat.

"Son..." My mom looked at me with seductive eyes. I gently nibbled on her earlobe and

whispered to this woman I loved most—my mom: 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 that? "Mom, my first wet dream was about you and me making love in your bedroom, and then

I ejaculated all of a sudden, 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 naughty son, from now on Mom can be with you every day like today. Whatever you want to say to Mom, Mom

will listen quietly. If there's anything you were afraid to say before, you can tell Mom in bed from now on, okay?"

Mom whispered gently in my ear. "

Mom, I love you!" Mom said, "If you love me, then come and undress me, you silly boy!"

My hands trembled as I started to unbutton my shirt, and Mom smiled sweetly at my cute expression.

To encourage me, Mom wrapped her arms around my neck and caressed me. Mom's black business skirt was

taken off, and a whole new world appeared before my eyes. Two snow-white breasts were surrounded by a similarly white silk lace bra

, and only the edges of the breasts could be seen.

My mom and I stood there, embracing. I excitedly kissed her neck, then returned the kiss. The kissing

didn't last long; as we continued, she held my head, a signal of encouragement.

Then, while kissing her cheeks, I pressed my hands against her breasts through her 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 take this off 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 forever, 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 other people's breasts. Let Mom teach you how to unhook a woman's bra!" Mom said seductively

.

"Okay!" I was so excited!

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

As she spoke, she pulled my hand, guiding me step by step.

First, she had me put my hand behind her back. "There's a little hook at the back of Mom's lace bra, can you feel it?"

"Yes, it's tied so tight!" I laughed. "Not tight enough, it'll fall down, and then

Mom will be exposed!" Mom said coquettishly. "And then, Mom? What do I do? How can I unhook it for you?"

I was a little anxious, my hand groping back and forth along the bra straps on Mom's back.

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

Mom whispered in my ear, "Tighten the bra straps at the back of Mom's back

a little, and then the little hook at the back of Mom's lace bra will loosen a bit, and you can unhook it!"

I did as Mom said, and sure enough, I unhooked Mom's bra.

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

I moved my face down to kiss her breast, then bit down on her nipple and suckled excitedly. My mother felt

a ticklish sensation in her nipple, which gradually spread throughout her body, the pleasure vibrating through her skin and

quickly arousing the desire deep within her.

"There's no milk inside!" my mother said, enjoying the sensation. I kissed her upper body, moving down to her skirt, and she swayed her beautiful body

rhythmically with excitement . While kissing and licking her upper body, I used my hands to remove her black pencil skirt. Her skirt was off, leaving her only in stockings and panties covering her private parts, and her feet in her pointed, stiletto black high heels. I removed her high heels as if they were sacred objects, putting my nose inside and taking a deep breath—so good, the smell of her high heels! Then I placed the shoes on the bedside table. My mother blushed as she watched me treat her pointed, stiletto 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 bedside table with her high heels. 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, lost in a 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 used my hand...

Pulling her nipples made Mom feel both a little pained and a little excited.

I kissed my way down to her feet, and Mom told me to take off our underwear. I looked at her

sacred parts with surprise. My penis, full of semen, stood erect like a sharp sword, with a little semen dripping

down. I wanted to use this strong and powerful penis to deeply penetrate the beautiful vagina of my lover—Mom.

Mom lay naked on the bed, her underwear and bra, which I had just gently removed, beside her. I lay 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... Mom will be shy..."

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

I used my knee to nipple Mom's genitals, and under my son's playful teasing, Mom's body

reacted .

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

“Mom…I want to kiss you…can I…?” I asked deliberately, “as if you didn’t just kiss your mom.”

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 her without rushing. 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 suit and

put her tongue into her mouth. Mother and son 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;

rubbing and slapping… We licked each other's tongues up and down, left and right, without stopping; and sometimes we'd stick our tongues out of our mouths and tease each other with the tips

of our tongues. I didn't particularly like this method because it wasn't intense enough, but at that moment I could clearly see my mother's expression,

seeing her intently watching my tongue and focused on controlling her own. My favorite method was

to guide her tongue into my mouth, and then I'd 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'd do it again, and my mother would fall for it every time. If my tongue was in her mouth, I'd try to burrow

under her tongue, where the taste was the sweetest, with plenty of 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 genitals

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 opened 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, lowering my hips, my lustful penis plunging deep inside. To hide the shame of

her orgasm , despite her body being at its peak, 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 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 a tingling sensation 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 series of "plop plop" sounds, gushing out streams of semen, filling Mom's amorous vagina. Mom

closed her eyes happily, her hands tightly wrapped around my neck, feeling the powerful heat flowing deep within her. 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.

My mother, panting heavily, nestled in my arms. We lay naked on the bed, embracing each other tightly . I gently pulled the covers over her.

Five minutes later, lying in bed, looking at my beautiful mother under the covers, I couldn't resist brushing aside her hair.

My mother, still panting, seemed 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.

"Mom, were you comfortable just now? Satisfied?" I asked.

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

"Will you be my wife?"

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

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

was 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 rascal. 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. She chuckled secretly and said, "Looks like it's not just the two of us 'doing it' in

bed ! There's another young couple next door doing it too!"

I gently rubbed my mom's lower body and said, "Mom, the neighbors are already 'doing it,' let 's do it

again!"

With that, I pulled my mom back under the covers and showered her with a flurry of

kisses , my hands groping her body... Another battle of flesh was about to begin: my mom,

naked, clung tightly to me, as if afraid I'd 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 large, hot penis once again plunged deep into her

body!

My mother breathed softly and rhythmically as I thrust into her, calling my name sweetly while caressing my

back.

My beautiful, ethereal mother gave me a unique and intoxicating sexual experience.

"Will you be my husband forever, Mom? I want to make love to you every day! No, every single moment!"

I said as I thrust.

My mother, beneath me, was enduring each thrust, ecstatic.

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 her beautiful vagina, my penis finally ejaculated.

With a series of moans from my mother, a climax arrived.

My lower back went numb, and my semen shot powerfully into her again!

As my semen entered her, my mother also cried out, "Oh—!" reaching her climax!

My mother and I pulled the covers over ourselves and snuggled together. She was still breathing softly, leaning on

my shoulder.

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

After a while, we cuddled and whispered sweet nothings.

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

"Okay," she said, leaning on my shoulder. So I began: One day, a very cute little

white rabbit ran into a big forest and got lost. 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 comfortable first."

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

black rabbit then told the little white rabbit how to get out, and the little white rabbit, knowing the way, continued hopping and skipping along.

As the little white rabbit ran, it got lost again and bumped into 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?"

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 out, and the little white rabbit, knowing the way, continued hopping and skipping forward

.

Finally, the little white rabbit got out of the big forest. Then, the little white rabbit discovered it was pregnant.

At this moment, I asked my mother, "Guess what color the little white rabbit's litter of bunnies is?"

"What color?"

"Do you want to know?"

"Yes."

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

My mother chuckled in my arms, "You little pervert!" She bit my shoulder.

"Mom, shall we flirt a little?!" I whispered, pulling my mother into the blanket.

"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: "What kind of mother teaches her son

how to flirt in bed while he's riding her?"

"Good Mom, good Mom," I said sweetly, "I'm scared of you!" Mom

tapped , then leaned on 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 in bed! How exciting!)

"Mom, I want to ask you a few questions," I said with a mischievous grin. "Go ahead, you're definitely not going to say anything good!" Mom gave

me a sidelong glance.

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

Mom chuckled in my arms. "You little rascal! How could you ask something like that! How do you know when Mom gets her

period every month ?!"

I kissed Mom and said, "Every month when you have your period, don't you just leave your sanitary napkins in

the bathroom ? I always remember your menstrual cycle date. And, every time, I

masturbate while looking at Mom's blood-stained sanitary napkins!"

"You're so naughty!" Mom looked so cute when she blushed!

Mom, next time you have your period, your son will 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 said mischievously.

"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: next time Mom has her period, you must

buy Mom sanitary napkins!"

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

Oh no! Mom, this is bad! I suddenly remembered something and tensed up.

"What's wrong! What's making our lawyer so nervous?" Mom leaned against my chest,

gently biting 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 a condom.

Mom pretended to be angry, but the smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her true thoughts: "You only know

how to 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 hasty. Even if I wanted Mom, I should have worn a condom.

Mom, I was wrong. Even if I get pregnant, it's okay!" 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 . “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, then this box of birth control pills…” I was a little confused about where this box of birth control pills came from.

"Oh, it's a female colleague of mine. We're pretty close. Her husband works as an accountant at a pharmaceutical factory. She

gave it to me, saying it's a new drug that she and her husband use during sex, and it works really well. She secretly got me 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, you should take this!" I said.

"Okay, but I'm 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. 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 weren't so impatient today, I was going to

go downstairs and buy a box of condoms, but you were so eager."

"Mom, do you like me using condoms?" My hands started to caress Mom's slender waist. Such smooth

skin!

"Hmm, you men last longer when you wear condoms, and when the condom goes inside Mom,

I feel a sense of fulfillment! Ouch, be gentle!"

"Mom, tomorrow let's throw away all those expired condoms, and then we'll buy new ones.

I promise we'll use them all up before they expire, okay?"

"You silly girl!" Mom's slender waist was tickled by my touch, and she tried to struggle while wanting me to

hold her tighter.

I looked at my naked mother, her shy and charming appearance as I held her in the blankets, carefully

observing her fair cheeks, the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her lips reddened by my kisses,

her long black hair cascading like a waterfall, her fair neck, and her smooth, snow-white shoulders.

"What are you looking at?" Mom blushed shyly when she saw me admiring her so intently.

"Looking at you! Looking at my beautiful mother!" I kissed the faint crow's feet at the corners of Mom's eyes deeply.

"Seriously, son, do you think Mom is really pretty?" Mom hoped to hear

the answer .

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

"People are asking you! Is Mom really pretty?"

"Yes, my wife!" I whispered in her ear, "Mom, to me, you are the most

beautiful mom, the most, most beautiful woman in the world!"

Mom smiled happily and playfully punched me, "You're so naughty! You're so naughty!"

"By the way, Mom, why do you call condoms 'contraceptive condoms'? Everyone calls them 'safety condoms' now!" I

always wanted to ask some suggestive questions.

Mom hugged me, "When I was young, we called them 'contraceptive condoms' back then. They were used for contraception,

unlike you young people now who use them to prevent STDs and stuff. We weren't as open-minded as you. Back then,

if you had a husband and wanted to be intimate with him at night, you'd have him put on a condom before going to bed."

"They were all issued by the company, and the quality wasn't good. Sometimes they'd break after a while.

Back then, several of my female colleagues got pregnant because the condoms broke during sex with their husbands. They had to get certificates from their companies

to have abortions at the hospital.

It was such a hassle!" "Oh, I see!" I learned something new! "

When we buy new ones, we have to buy good quality ones. If one breaks and Mom gets pregnant, how will she get a certificate from

her company for an abortion?" Mom said with a laugh.

"The certificate is easy to get, Mom, you're the department manager, but how do you write it? Write something like this: 'During the sexual encounter between Sun Liqin

and her son, due to the poor quality of the condom, her mother, Sun Liqin, unfortunately became pregnant. Therefore

, she hereby certifies that her son is accompanying her to your hospital for an abortion. We hope you will provide assistance.' Heh~ Heh~" After saying this,

I gave Mom 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 to CCTV-1. The news was just starting.

"Don't get cold!" Mom saw me not wearing any clothes and went to turn on the TV, worried I'd catch a cold.

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

"You're all sweaty in bed, be careful!" Mom's so good!

I hurried to get 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

Mom who was watching TV in bed.

"Mom, look!" I stroked my big cock.

My cock had just "worked" and was now in a semi-erect state. As I stroked it, it

slowly began to harden in my hand.

Mom saw me doing this in front of her, pulled back the blanket, and gestured for me to get under it.

I got under the blanket, and Mom was pulled into my arms. My newly erect cock pressed

against her body.

Mom immediately grabbed it with her left hand and began to stroke it back and forth.

"Can't you just let Mom watch TV in peace? You're so hard!" Mom's eyes were glued to the TV,

but her hands kept moving.

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

really !

"Weren't you hungry when we were in bed?" Mom said, resting her head on my shoulder.

"With all that physical activity, how could I not be hungry? Besides, I fed you in bed, so you should at least let your son have some to eat

after we get out of bed !"

"You silly boy, let's go out to eat after the news. Don't move around too much, Mom wants you to feel good for a while,

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
for April 14th
ended, and Mom's hands stopped moving.

"Sweetie, get up and get dressed, let's go out to eat," Mom kissed me.

"What about it?" I pointed to the hard, erect penis under the blanket.

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

There was no other way!

I ate my meal with particular relish (probably because I was exhausted from bed!).

After leaving the restaurant, I suddenly remembered the condoms. Seeing no one around, I quietly said to Mom, "Mom,

let's go buy some condoms?"

"Okay, where should we buy them?" Mom ran her hand through her hair, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and

whispered.

"Come with me."

So, Mom and I hailed a taxi.

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

"I'll tell you how to get to Xida Street later," I told the driver. (My mom and I can't

buy condoms at the pharmacy downstairs, can we? We have to go further! I remember there's a

sex shop in the residential area of Hanguang Street that specializes in these kinds of things.)

In the car, I quietly took my mom's hand. She smiled sweetly at me and didn't object.

We held hands the whole way.

When we arrived at the sex shop, I asked the driver to stop. The fare was twenty-two yuan. After

paying , my mom and I got out of the car. The driver glanced at us, then at the sex shop, as if he understood

where we were going. He drove off without a word.

The shop was called "Aiqi Flowers Health Products Specialty Store." It wasn't very big; it was on the first floor,

a storefront opened from inside a building. It was still open, with a large sign at the entrance that read in red

: Sexual Health Products Specialty Store, Couples' Sexual Products, Male 'Delay Oil' Hot Selling!!!

"Mom," I said with a smile, pointing to the large sign to show her.

She had already blushed and seen what was written on the sign. "Shall I come 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 something!"

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

Mom and I went into the shop.

The shop wasn't very big, only about twenty meters long. It looked like it used to be a residential building, later converted into

its current state. The windows facing the street had dark-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, reading the *Morning Post* (a Harbin

newspaper) at the counter, looked up and asked when we came in.

"Just looking around," I replied.

The man saw a woman with me, then fell silent, turned around, and went into the back room.

A moment later , a woman in her thirties came out.

The woman 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!"

"Are you with this lady?" she asked, pointing to my mother.

"Yes, we're together!" I quickly interjected. My mother's face was flushed, which was obvious to anyone

.

The woman remained silent, observing us to see what we wanted.

My mother and I walked around the room. It turned out that the counter on the right had things like birth control pills and condoms.

The west counter has a wide variety of products, including female condoms (have you heard of them?).

The counter on the left mainly displays male delay sprays and oils; and female enhancement

products like "pleasure liquid" and "pleasure night cream." There are also all sorts of realistic male and female sex toys and sex objects.

I smiled and pointed at them for my mother to see. She had already seen them; she blushed, slapped my

arm a few times, and then hugged me tightly.

The woman who had been watching all this said with a smile, "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 woman walked to the right counter and

took out several kinds. "These are male condoms, all of good quality. Some have delay oil, so sex lasts longer

; some have ribbed textures; some have raised dots; some have small rubber burrs, all of good quality."

"Which one is better?" Facing the colorful patterns on the boxes, I started to get excited.

The older woman smiled. "Then 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 ones with ribbed edges and raised dots are 15; the ones with small

rubber bumps are 25."

I hesitated, head down, trying to decide which one to choose. The older woman seemed to notice my hesitation. "You should

ask her which one she likes," she said, smiling and pointing to my mother, who was clinging tightly to my arm.

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

"Just buy whichever you like!" 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 older woman said to my mother.

"This one!" my mother pointed to the condom with small rubber bumps.

"I'll take them all! And give me two more boxes of the ones with small 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 too! 15 yuan," the older woman said, taking out a small box

and enthusiastically recommending them to us.

"How do you use this?" This was the first time I'd ever heard of female condoms.

"It's a few sizes larger than the regular male condoms. You put it inside the woman. These female

condoms more comfortable for her." (It seems this lady has used these kinds of female condoms

before!) "I'll take a box," I said, wanting my mom to try them on at home!

"Let's look at something else!" the lady said, packing things into a black bag.

"How much are these?" I asked, pointing to the items on the left counter.

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

vibrator .

"This one? 85, solid, made of silicone," the lady said with a smile, then she started recommending

another one : "Look at this one, also made of silicone, electric!" She took out one that looked the same,

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

swayed .

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

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

"No, please settle the bill!" 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 liquid to increase sensitivity."

"Okay!"

So 350 RMB became their profit, and I got a big bag of "bedding"!

"Come over whenever you need anything! We're getting some women's underwear in a few days," the woman

said as she counted the money. "What kind of underwear?" Mom asked, puzzled as to why they sold underwear here.

"The kind used in couples' beds!" the woman explained.

Mom's face turned red again!

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

and now you've bought so much stuff!"

"Once we're in bed and using them, 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 then gave her a

deep .

"If anyone's going to satisfy me, it's you who will, you silly girl!" Mom said, seeing it was getting dark, and then started to hold my arm

.

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

"Sure, who's afraid of who!" Mom tightened her grip on my arm, her smile even sweeter.

The next morning, when sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the curtains, Mom and I

were sleeping soundly in bed, naked and cuddling together.

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 filled with 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 locked in our passionate encounter the previous night!

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 fast asleep in bed, her delicate nose

breathing , 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 how happy she was when she was with me, especially since

this woman was my mother!! Heh~~)

A few minutes later, Mom stirred and opened her eyes.

"Ugh! You're staring at me as soon as you wake up this morning!" Mom saw me staring at her and playfully hugged

my neck.

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

"You little rascal, you'll be the only one who gets me in love!" Mom gently tapped the tip of my nose.

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

"No!" Mom 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

, oh~~ I hate it!! No!" In the darkness under the covers, Mom laughed and

tried to hit , but I caught them immediately!

"Still trying to run away?" I laughed at Mom under the covers, "I hate it! Oh~~ I hate it!" Even with her hands

caught , Mom was still restless, laughing and turning her face from side to side, trying to stop me from kissing her.

"Still trying to resist!" I tried to kiss her left, missed, tried her right, missed again, then slid down and,

in the darkness, gently kissed Mom's breast!

"Ah—!" Mom let out a soft cry from under the covers. There was a hint of shyness,

happiness !

I gently kissed my mother's breast, first lightly sweeping my tongue around its edges, 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, so annoying!

" my mother said coquettishly.

I didn't care about that and started lightly sweeping my tongue around my mother's nipple, horizontally, vertically, left,

right, then circling it clockwise and counterclockwise. Finally, I started

sucking hard.

My mother stopped laughing, but began to moan softly, "Mmm~~~mmm~~~~mmm————mmm~~~mmm~~~"

I reached behind my mother's buttocks, pulled her buttocks down, and leaned my body down to her

vulva I stuck out my tongue and licked it up and down between her labia with the tip of my tongue, while

pressing and rubbing one of her labia majora with the pads of my index and middle fingers. A large amount of nectar flowed from between her lips, soaking my

fingers and tongue.

My mother moved her hips up and down in bed, matching my movements, letting out soft moans: "Hmm

...hmm..."

After a while, I slightly raised my head and used my hands to part my mother's thick labia. Her clitoris, about

the size of a soybean, bulged, and a stream of fluid rushed from her vaginal opening, flowing to her anus, gathering into drops that gradually grew larger and

swayed there. I reached in and smeared the fluid on my mother's buttocks, using the lubrication

to caress them.

When I pressed my tongue against her clitoris, she let out a deep "Oh..." and

with each lick, she let out another "Oh," followed by a shudder.

"Oh...Ah Quan, son...it'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 it upwards with force, the entire finger sliding into my mother's 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 flowing everywhere."

"Hmph...hmph...you...little rascal, don't...shame me, it's...not...you who did it

. Oh...you...can...go harder, Mom...it's so itchy inside." My mother gasped.

I then quickened the thrusting motion of my finger, pushing it in hard, the impact making my mother's buttocks tremble

and produce a crisp "slap slap" sound, like firecrackers.

"Mom, tell me, are you a slut, are you your son's slut?" I asked while thrusting my finger 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. (Hearing my mother say such things for the first time felt so good!)

"Hmm...yes...Ah Quan, harder, pierce...Mommy's...cunt...burst open." My mother moaned

with each thrust.

Suddenly, she vigorously rubbed her large breasts with both hands, "Ahhh...faster, Ah Quan, Mommy's going to

...going to come, oh...faster, I'm going to heaven, ah...ahhh...flowing out, ah...ah!" My mother arched

her body upwards, and streams of lustful fluid gushed from her cunt. 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 in a layer of lustful fluid. I smiled and wiped the fluid off my hand.

Gradually, my mother 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, can you give me a blowjob? My dick's still rock hard!" I asked my mother, who was holding me in my arms.

"Ugh! Why do you men always want us women to suck your 'that'?" My mother was a little

embarrassed . I got up, stood on the bed, and started stroking my penis in front of her. "Come on, Mom!

Give your son a good time!"

"You silly girl!" My mother laughed, moved her snow-white body forward, and knelt between my legs,

her face . She began to gently stroke my penis with both hands.

My mother first smoothed her hair behind her ear, then held my penis in one hand and stroked my thigh with the other. She tilted her head

back and gently took my glans into her mouth, sucking on it with her red lips. I also slowly began to

thrust my big penis in and out of my mother's mouth. Watching my big penis go in and out of my mother's red lips, and her

tongue licking my glans, my mother 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 mom, your son's slutty mom, oh... oh... so good, your son is going to die of pleasure." It was the first

time I was enjoying oral sex from my mother, it felt so good!

This was the first time I was giving my mother oral sex, and I had just seen her slutty appearance when my fingers brought her to orgasm.

My little brother was already throbbing, and I couldn't withstand my mother's onslaught. Before long, I felt an

urge to ejaculate.

"Oh... mom... I can't take it anymore, I... I'm going to cum."

But Mom didn't spit out my penis. Instead, she intensified her efforts, one hand continuing

to stroke it rhythmically, while the other kneaded my testicles. Each time, her red lips took my

entire penis into her mouth, her tongue licking the glans, all the while giving me seductive winks.

After several dozen strokes, I felt I was about to ejaculate. I pressed my hands against the back of Mom'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 Mom didn't stop. She continued to gently suck on my penis, even drawing

out the semen from my urethra. After a while, when she seemed to think she couldn't suck out any more semen, she released my soft penis, reached out and

grasped it, slowly stroking it. At the same time, she gestured for me to look at her. She tilted her head back, opened her red lips,

and showed me the thick, milky-white semen I had just ejaculated in her mouth. My mother then gave me a flirtatious

twist of her body, and then, smiling, swallowed the semen in small sips right in front of me.

"Ah Quan, did Mom enjoy it just now?" My mother asked me, licking her lips and stroking my half-

erect penis.

My mother's beautiful hair was scattered over her snow-white shoulders, her lips were red from my penis inside her, and her breasts rose and

fell with her soft moans, making her incredibly sexy.

I couldn't resist, so I put my hands under my mother's armpits, pulled her up, and made her climb on top of me, and involuntarily

kissed her.

My mother placed her hands on my chest, shaking her head, and said, "Ah Quan, no, it's dirty. There's your semen in my

mouth. Let me rinse my mouth first."

"Mom, you don't mind my semen, so I have no reason to mind myself."

Moved by my words, my mother stopped stopping me and offered her lips. Because of my

semen in her mouth, it was very slippery, and our tongues intertwined and played like eels.

I rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand and stroked her smooth back along her spine with the other. After a while,

my hand moved down her slightly protruding belly to my mother's vulva, and I flicked my middle finger

back and forth .

Gradually, my mother's body trembled slightly, and she moaned, "Oh...oh...swallow...oh..."

"You naughty son, Mom wants more," my mother whispered in my ear.

"Okay!" Of course, I couldn't be happier!

My mother made me lie on the bed, and she knelt between my legs with her plump buttocks raised. Holding my now-soft penis in one hand,

she twisted her head and sucked on the glans. Soon, my penis became bulging and veiny.

I saw my mother squatting between my thighs, one hand supporting my penis, pressing the glans against her vaginal opening, slowly

lowering herself down, my penis being slid into her vagina little by little.

It felt so good. A woman's vagina was so wonderful, so warm, so tight; my penis felt like it was being pricked by

rings tender flesh.

My mother supported herself with her hands beside me, slowly thrusting her hips, manipulating my penis, her two large breasts swaying in

front of . I couldn't resist reaching out to grab and rub them.

"Mmm… Ah Quan, harder, oh…" my mother whispered.

The tender flesh of my mother's vagina surrounded my penis from all sides, grinding rhythmically, her juices flowing

out .

"Oh...Mom, so...tight...so...slippery, so good, so...beautiful."

"Oh...Ah Quan, when Mom squats down, your butt...should thrust upwards, that way...we'll feel even better."

Mom began her "sex education" in bed!

"Son, do you think Mom's breasts are sexy?" Mom teased me, slowly thrusting her hips while

cupping .

"Mom, I want to nurse!" I thrust upwards forcefully, my big cock tightly enveloped by Mom's vagina.

Mom bent down, cupping one of her snow-white, sexy breasts in her right hand and bringing it to my mouth. "Come on,

son , nurse, nurse Mom's milk!" I took Mom's nipple in my mouth and began to suckle, my tongue

rubbing back and forth on her nipple. While rubbing her other breast, Mom

looked down at me, her eyes filled with lust, as I suckled at her. Our genitals were rubbing together.

"Oh...Ah Quan, yes...oh...push harder!"

"Oh...Ah Quan, good...you...you've hit my G-spot, oh oh..."

"Hmm...hum...Mom, squeeze...squeeze my...cock."

Mom's ecstatic, wanton posture and heart-stirring moans were breathtaking. Was this the "

femme fatale ? I couldn't believe it was me and her making love.

Having already ejaculated once, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate immediately this time, and I lasted exceptionally long.

"Oh...Ah Quan, you...are so strong. Oh...you're hitting me there...it feels so good."

"Hmph...Mom, it feels like there's a...little mouth...licking and sucking my glans in your pussy...

oh..."

Because Mom had been squatting on top of me for so long, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and her hands and

legs were exhausted. So she pressed her breasts against my chest, rubbed her head against my face, and her buttocks could only slowly

wriggle, stroking my penis.

I got anxious, wrapped my arms around her waist, and thrust my lower body hard.

Mom trembled all over and moaned. "Oh...Ah Quan, oh...Mom can't take it anymore!"

"Mom, you lie on me and rest for a while, watch me from below." So I concentrated and held my breath, channeling

my energy into my lower abdomen, and thrust my hips upward with all my might.

Mom lay on top of me like a lump of mud, letting me thrust my hips, only able to moan: "Oh..."

Gradually, my glans felt slightly numb, producing pleasure, and I felt the lustful fluid seeping from the urethral opening. I knew I was almost there

, so I sped up my thrusts. "Oh...Mommy."

At that moment, Mommy trembled slightly. "Oh...Ah Quan, hurry, Mommy...I'm almost there, shoot inside."

"Oh...Mommy, son's shooting...coming." I gripped Mommy's buttocks tightly with both hands, my body

jerking, and streams of semen shot into her vagina. Under the impact of my semen, Mommy trembled,

her vaginal fluid spraying onto my glans.

Mommy lay on top of me, panting with me. The ejaculation just now felt like ascending to heaven, completely different from the feeling of masturbating

Mommy .

I looked at Mommy lying on top of me, her plump buttocks, smooth back, her curves so beautiful, her...

"Mom, you're so beautiful!" "Hehe, you're so sweet- talking

! Come on! Let Mom get up, get a basin of hot water, and I'll help you wash up."

"Okay."

Mom stood up, and suddenly a finger-length stream of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, dangling between

her legs.

I chuckled and said, "Mom," pointing to her vulva.

Mom looked down, quickly reaching between her legs to gently cup her vulva, sweetly

scolding, "It's all your fault, you little rascal." Then, she turned around, swaying her hips as she walked into the bathroom.

A little while later, Mom finished showering, a towel draped over her shoulder, carrying a basin of steaming hot water, and came to my

side .

Mom first wet the towel, then wrung it out, and applied it to my penis, massaging it. Suddenly,

Mom exclaimed, "Oh, it's hard again! It recovered so quickly!" "Mom, it still wants you!" I

said, pointing to my penis with a smile.

"Ah Quan, you're still young, it's a time when you're growing, you can't be too playful. Let's call it a day, we'll have many more days together

in the future , be good." Mom said with a smile as she wiped

my little brother.

"Mom, you're so good to me."

Mom patted my head and said, "Ah Quan is such a good boy. Come on, let Mom wipe your body."

Mom wiped my whole body very gently and carefully, then lay down next to me and said, "Ah Quan,

it's still early, sleep with Mom for a while."

"Okay."

Mom took the blanket and covered us both. Just like when I slept with Mom as a child, I snuggled into her

arms, hugged her waist, and pressed my head against her face.

Mom put one arm around me and one leg over my leg and said, "Son, sleep."

I snuggled closer to Mom and closed my eyes. After a while, I fell asleep again without realizing it.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside, and Mom was no longer beside me. I heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.

I rubbed my eyes and went to the kitchen. Mom heard the sound and turned around.

"Oh, Quan, hurry up and put on some clothes. You're all naked, don't catch a cold." Mom was only

wearing a set of pajamas and frying eggs.

I looked down and realized I was completely naked. So I quickly turned around and went into the inner room to pick up

my clothes put them on.

When I returned to the living room, Mom was already sitting at the dining table. Seeing me, she pointed to the food

on the table and said, "Come and eat something, try Mom's cooking."

I sat down and, without saying a word, pulled Mom from the chair into my arms. "Mom,

let's eat together today!" I said, and kissed Mom on the cheek.

"Mom will listen to you!" Mom rested her head on my shoulder.

I picked up a piece of food with my chopsticks and held it out to Mom, saying, "Mom, open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Mom blushed like a little girl, slowly opened her mouth, and I gently put

the food into her mouth.

Mom blushed and chewed the food I gave her carefully, glancing at me shyly every now and then.

Soon, my mother started eating with food on my plate, just like I was doing. We ate

together , the other feeding me a bite, and soon we were even feeding each other mouth-to-mouth! From then on, when no one else was around, my mother

and I loved to eat like this, all lovey-dovey. (Part 1: First Encounter with Warmth) This is a true story. It happened when I was sixteen. I was a high school sophomore . My father was abroad, and my mother and I lived together in Taipei. My mother graduated from a dance academy in France and returned to Taiwan to work as a ballet dancer . She was very popular and appeared on the covers of many magazines. Later, she married my father and stopped her stage career after becoming pregnant. After giving birth to me, she became a teacher at a dance school, a position she still holds today. My mother is now 34 years old, but she is still very beautiful and radiant. Not long ago, something very interesting happened : One day, I was playing basketball on the high school court when a classmate rushed over to tell me that a girl was looking for me in the reception room. I asked who it was. He said, "That woman is probably under twenty years old, very beautiful, and looks just like you. She might be your older sister." I thought for a moment and concluded it was my mother. I burst into laughter and said to my classmate, "I don't have an older sister! It must be my mother!" My classmate was shocked and argued, "No, no, that woman is at most twenty!" I said, "My mother is over thirty! She just looks young, you can't tell." It was indeed my mother. My mother is extremely beautiful, truly possessing a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, a beauty that could shame the moon expressive eyes, pearly white teeth, delicate eyebrows, cherry lips, fair skin, and a graceful, elegant demeanor . She is slender, 165 cm tall, with measurements of 35-23-34. My mother has a lively personality and is warm and genuine. Although she is thirty-four years old, she looks no more than twenty. Although I was only sixteen that year, I was as strong and robust as my father, but my appearance was somewhat mature, looking no less than twenty. In addition, I looked remarkably like my mother, so when we walked down the street, strangers often mistook us for siblings, some even believing we were brother and sister! From the age of fourteen, I developed an interest in the opposite sex and secretly read many books on sex and pornography, even frequently watching adult films. Therefore, although I had never had any physical contact with women, I knew a great deal about sex, and I longed to one day see a woman's naked body, to see what a woman's breasts and genitals looked like. I observed women diligently every day, but I found that none of the women I saw could surpass my mother in beauty and charm. I had always admired my mother since childhood, but from this point on, I gradually began to see her as the object of my sexual fantasies . I also began to secretly admire my mother's beautiful and delicate face, her slender yet voluptuous figure, and her fair and smooth skin. I especially love her large, expressive, dark eyes, which naturally possess a touch of shyness and are incredibly captivating, especially when she's excited; her long eyelashes flutter up and down, making her look utterly alluring. I find every smile and gesture of my mother's incredibly moving. I often imagine the color and shape of her flesh beneath her clothes… I truly yearn for…

One day I would see my mother naked.

However, my mother always dressed very conservatively; apart from her long, slender legs and delicate

arms , nothing else was visible. Moreover, my mother was always very dignified, virtuous, and elegant.

Although she loved me very much, she never joked around with me casually. Therefore, I never had any improper

thoughts about my mother.

My mother had many friends and often went out at night to socialize and attend friends' celebrations.

If my father was home, he would accompany her. Since my father went abroad, my mother went alone.

Because my mother was so beautiful and looked so young, she attracted a lot of attention and was often

harassed and assaulted by hooligans and delinquents. Once, she was almost gang-raped by several thugs, but luckily, a patrolling police officer

discovered her and saved her from being humiliated. From then on, I accompanied my mother every time she went out. At dances, she only

danced with me and never with other men. According to my mother, this was to avoid misunderstandings and trouble.

One day, I accompanied my mother to a friend's birthday party. My mother was dressed stunningly beautifully, wearing

an apricot-yellow sleeveless silk blouse, a rose-red short jacket, and a matching

woolen flesh-colored stockings. Her eyebrows were lightly painted, her makeup subtle, and her hair was styled in a high bun, making her appear even

more youthful and pretty.

For the two-plus hours of the ball, I danced with

my mother—quick waltz, slow waltz, cheek-to-cheek, swaying… We were both incredibly excited. My mother, being a former dancer, moved with graceful,

light, and lithe movements. We quickly became the center of attention; many times, others stopped

dancing to watch us twirl and dance in the hall, which made me incredibly proud.

When we danced cheek-to-cheek, our bodies pressed tightly together, I felt her firm yet soft breasts against my

chest My heart fluttered, and I unconsciously tightened my embrace around her waist. Just then, Mom's

head was resting on my shoulder, and I whispered in her ear, "Mom, don't we look like a couple in love?"

Mom blushed, hugged my waist tightly, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"

I said, "Mom loves me very much, and I love Mom very much too. Does that count as being in love?"

Mom chuckled, kissed me on the cheek, and said softly, "Mom loves you very much too, but

our love is just that of a mother and son. Lovers' love is similar to the love between husband and wife. Mother-son love is simply a connection of emotions

; but lovers' love, besides emotional fusion, also involves a physical union. Do you understand?"

"Mom, do you have a lover?"

"No!" Mom smiled sweetly, her cheeks instantly turning red.

Her head slowly moved away from my shoulder, her gaze fixed on my eyes. Suddenly, she said softly, "Zhizhi, you

're so beautiful! I've always only seen you as a son, but when you mentioned lovers, I tried to

look at you through that lens. I found you handsome, tall, and refined, understanding and kind. Your captivating eyes

are bright and charming—truly the ideal lover for any woman! If I weren't your mother,

I might have actively pursued you and become your lover!" I whispered, "Mom, let's be lovers

! That way, Mom will have a husband and a lover, two men loving you—how wonderful!"

My mother blushed again, glanced at me, and said, "How can a mother be her son's lover? You

're the apple of my eye, the person I love most in the world, even more than your father." She

kissed me on the cheek.

Just then, the lights at the ball suddenly dimmed, until it was almost pitch black.

"Mom, why did the lights suddenly go out?" I asked.

"This is a part of every dance, a romantic moment arranged for lovers."

"What do lovers do then?"

Mom didn't answer immediately. She rested her head on my shoulder, pressed her face against mine, and

whispered with a coquettish laugh, "Alright, then let you experience it! We can be dance lovers for five minutes!

Don't think of me as your mother now, but imagine I'm your lover, a girl you like.

Love between a man and a woman, she's already throwing herself at you! What are you going to do?"

As she spoke, she tightened her grip on my waist with one hand and wrapped her other arm around my neck. My heart warmed,

and I also wanted to experience being with a lover, so I hugged Mom's waist tightly. I felt Mom's

two hard breasts pressing against my chest.

The hand that was on Mom's shoulder went to her neck, and I whispered, "Mom,

can kiss you?"

Mom chuckled softly, "Of course! We're lovers now! In the dark, lovers

can do anything!"

As she spoke, she turned her face towards me. Although I couldn't see my mother's face clearly, I could clearly feel

her tilted head, her pursed lips, and the fragrant breath that wafted onto my face with her even breathing. I

lowered my head and kissed my mother's lips, then her forehead, cheeks, ears, chin...

"Mmm! Ugh!" my mother hummed a few times. Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked my lips, then slipped it into my

mouth and gently licked my teeth, tongue, and palate.

I had never been in contact with a woman before, much less kissed, so everything was new. So, I

also stuck my tongue into my mother's mouth and rummaged around with it.

My mother made a "Mmm" sound, pushed me away, and whispered, "Don't just rummage around like that, be gentle,

a little lighter . Feel the movements of my tongue in your mouth again. That's what makes it romantic!"

As she spoke, she stuck out her little tongue and performed in my mouth for a while.

I was a very clever child, so I learned it quickly. I wrapped my arms around my mother's neck and

kissed her passionately, our tongues intertwining in and out of each other's mouths.

My mother was acting impulsively. One of her hands was stroking and kneading my back, and she even pinched

my buttocks a few times. I couldn't help but gently stroke her back and round buttocks with one hand as well.

I heard my mother moan softly, seemingly enjoying herself. She hugged me tighter, her full

breasts rubbing against mine.

Our bodies were pressed tightly together from head to toe, and my penis had somehow become erect, pressing against

her lower abdomen. She felt it too, and whispered, "What's so hard? It's making my stomach

uncomfortable !"

As she spoke, she reached down and grasped my penis through my pants.

"Oh! It's so big and hard! You little rascal, don't think like that!" She tried to move it away, but

it bounced back as soon as she pushed it to one side. Helpless, Mom had no choice but to leave it there. I felt her tiptoe,

lowering the pressure point to below her lower abdomen. Because she was on her tiptoes and unsteady, Mom's body pressed even closer to mine

.

We hugged and kissed, our hands caressing each other, our bodies rubbing against each other…

The lights gradually brightened. Mom pushed me away with a soft gasp, whispering, "Okay! Let's not let anyone see,

that's enough!"

We resumed our normal routine, dancing a slow waltz.

Mom's cheeks were flushed, her eyes filled with shyness, making her look incredibly beautiful and captivating. She chuckled and whispered, "

Zhizhi , did you experience what it's like to be lovers?"

I said, "It's so cozy! Mom, shall we continue being lovers when we get back?"

"No!" Mom said coquettishly, "How can a son be a lover to his mother! I was just using

the changing lights here to show you what lovers do at this time, just to add a little fun."

After that experience, I realized that my image of Mom had completely changed. She was no longer just

Mom , but a beautiful woman I loved dearly.

I stared at Mom without blinking, finding her so charming and captivating, so alluring and

mesmerizing. Why hadn't I noticed Mom's beauty before! I longed to hug her tightly and kiss her passionately again

. I even yearned to make love to Mom, to marry her!

Just as I was lost in my fantasies, my mother suddenly whispered in my ear, "Zhizhi, what are you thinking about?

Why are you looking at me like that, like a little pervert? It's embarrassing!"

I said, "Mom, I wish you were my wife!"

"Nonsense!" My mother slapped my back. "Don't have such wild thoughts!"

"Mom, I only realized how incredibly cute you are after we were lovers for a while!"

My mother ignored me, her face turning bright red as she turned her head away.

"Ah! Mom is absolutely gorgeous, a natural beauty, God's masterpiece!" I continued to

whisper my praise in her ear, and secretly kissed her earlobe.

My mother trembled slightly, looked up at me shyly, lowered her head, pressed her face against my chest,

and whispered, "My dear child, please stop talking. You're making my heart pound! Let's keep dancing."

I noticed that my mother was holding me even tighter, and I could clearly feel her two hardened nipples pressing against my chest.

Today, Mom's behavior was completely different from her usual dignified and solemn demeanor. She seemed exceptionally warm and charming, and easily

embarrassed, blushing frequently with a vibrant, alluring red. Especially when she looked at you with those shy eyes,

oh my , it was absolutely mesmerizing! I wanted nothing more than to devour her whole!

(II) Mutual Affection

After the dance, there was a cocktail party. Mom was particularly happy today and drank quite a bit of wine, even walking a little

unsteadily. I had to drive her home. When

we arrived, Mom, under the influence of alcohol, fell asleep in the car, and I couldn't wake her even after calling and shaking her.

So , I had to carry her out of the car and back to our room. I've never carried anyone before, and of course

, I've never carried Mom. Mom is quite tall, but because she's slender, she only weighs 52 kilograms, so carrying her didn't feel heavy

at all .

At this moment, Mom was completely asleep, her delicate body supple and boneless. I supported her waist and the back of her legs with both hands,

her legs dangling down, her head tilted back, her snow-white neck stretched out long, and one arm hanging down as well.

After going upstairs, I placed Mom on the bed and took off her outer clothes and pantyhose. It turned out that Mom

was only wearing a pink three-piece bikini under her coat and shirt. Because the bikini was semi-transparent, Mom's high

breasts , deep cleavage, snow-white neck, flat stomach, and slender legs were all on full display. Especially

her mons pubis and the faint pubic hair made my heart flutter, and I could hardly control myself. I kissed Mom's lips

for a while, and then boldly kissed each of the three high bulges lightly through her clothes, before covering her with

the sheet and leaving.

Lying in bed, my emotions were still unsettled for a long time. Mom's snow-white skin and exquisite figure kept

lingering in my mind. Because today was the first time I had seen a woman's naked body!

The next day was Sunday, and Mom didn't get up until ten o'clock.

Seeing her come out of her room, I called out, "Good morning, Mom!"

"Good morning, son!" Mom replied, then smiled and said, "I drank too much yesterday, I

don't even remember how I got home! Zhizhi, did you help me back?"

"Mom was completely drunk and slept soundly in the car. After I drove home, I tried calling and shaking you hard,

but you wouldn't wake up. I carried Mom back to her room."

"Wow! I feel so bad that my son carried me! I'm so heavy, can you even lift me?"

Mom said affectionately, putting her arm around my waist.

"Not at all, I can lift you easily. See for yourself!" Saying this, I

picked and spun her around the house.

"Ah! Put me down, you're making me dizzy!" Mom cried and struggled.

I gently put Mom down. She wrapped her arms around my waist, pressed her face against my chest, and said breathlessly, "My

son has grown up so much, he's so strong!"

"Mom, your body is so beautiful!" I said, beaming.

"What?" Mom looked up at me, puzzled.

"I saw you naked! So beautiful!" I said, a little carried away.

"When did you see it?" Mom's pretty face flushed slightly.

"Mom usually dresses very conservatively, so of course I can't see your body clearly. Last night, Mom drank too much.

After I carried you back to the room, I took off your outer clothes and saw you wearing a three-point bikini. Mom's figure was so slender and voluptuous, with a full and curvaceous

figure and snow-white skin. Ah, it was simply beautiful!"

"Ah! So you took off my clothes! I thought I took them off myself. I'm so confused. I usually

don't wear underwear to bed, just pajamas. Then I thought I must have drunk too much yesterday and

didn't even remember how I got home or into my room. I guess I fell asleep before I could take off all my clothes and put on my pajamas!"

"I didn't know Mom's habits. Next time, I will definitely take off all your clothes and put

on you to bed. That way, I can still admire Mom's beauty..."

"Zhizhi, you can't do that to Mom!" Mom said shyly and coquettishly, "Zhizhi, Qian..."

"You mustn't have any improper thoughts about Mom! Mom is Mom, she can't be treated like an ordinary woman!"

"But Mom's body is truly God's masterpiece, an absolute beauty! Don't you

know you're beautiful?"

"Of course I know! Do you need to tell me?" Mom was a little angry.

I stepped forward, hugged Mom's waist, and said playfully, "Please don't be angry, Mom. I misspoke earlier.

Actually, Mom is an ugly duckling!"

Mom chuckled and slapped my cheek, saying, "You naughty boy!"

I continued to hug Mom's waist and said, "Mom, can we be lovers a little longer?"

"No!" Mom scolded coquettishly, pushing away my embrace with both hands. Of course, Mom wasn't as strong as me.

I put one arm around Mom's fair neck and kissed her cherry lips.

"Stop! In broad daylight, be careful someone sees us!" Mom shouted.

"No, Mom, the door is locked, someone will ring the doorbell!" I said, continuing to kiss her.

She panicked and tried desperately to push me away, crying "No!" and swaying her head from side to side to avoid my kisses.

Later, perhaps seeing my persistence, or perhaps because she was exhausted, she stopped struggling and let me hold her and kiss her without

moving .

Eventually, instead of resisting, Mom became more passionate, wrapping her arms around my waist and actively engaging in a passionate

kiss with my tongue, her throat gradually emitting soft moans.

Only when Mom was breathless from my kisses did she push me away. She said shyly in a low voice, "Okay! You

've made me weak all over! You naughty boy, are you hungry? Go back to your study and do your homework, Mom is going to make

you some food."

From that day on, I often asked to hug and kiss Mom. Thankfully, Mom no longer refused,

letting me kiss her as I pleased.

I guess her thinking was: since I've already kissed her, a few more kisses won't make a difference, so she

no longer had any reservations. And I noticed that Mom was particularly engrossed in each kiss.

Sometimes, Mom would even initiate the hug and kiss.

My analysis: My mother, after all, is still a young woman in the prime of her youth, and she deeply desires

intimacy . With my father away for extended periods, she naturally experiences sexual frustration with no outlet, which must be very

painful. Initially, when I wanted to be intimate with her, she undoubtedly longed for it deep down; this was

evident from her enthusiasm, initiative, and involvement when she asked me to temporarily play the role of her lover at the dance. However,

due to reason, she dared not act inappropriately with her own son, repeatedly suppressing and controlling

herself. But once I held her in my arms, she was quickly conquered by my passion and strength, infected by

my masculinity , and soon lost her reason, her mind going completely blank, leaving only the pleasure of contact with a man

… From then on, my mother no longer avoided me, sometimes even wearing very sexy clothes at home.

One day, it was particularly hot, and the air conditioner was broken, making both my mother and I unbearably hot. I was only wearing

briefs, while my mother was still wearing many clothes, all of which were soaked with sweat. I urged my mother to take off her outer garments.

She said she was too embarrassed and insisted on not taking it off.

I said, "Mom, take off your coat, I'm afraid you'll get sick from the heat. Anyway, there are no strangers at home,

don't be shy!"

"Don't forget you're a grown man now! How can I be naked in front of you?" Mom

said.

"Mom has so many rules! But I've already seen you in a bikini!

Look again, you still look the same!" I tried to persuade her further.

Mom thought for a moment and said, "That's true, you've already seen it. Okay then, I

really can't stand the heat anymore." Saying that, she took off her coat, leaving only her pink bikini.

"Wow! Mom looks even prettier standing up in a bikini than lying down!" I couldn't help but

exclaim .

"You little rascal! I'll spank you!" she said, grabbing my arm with one hand and lightly slapping my

bottom twice with the other.

I took the opportunity to hug her and kiss her.

Mom struggled, saying, "No, it's so hot, I'm covered in sweat!"

Naturally, I didn't want to let her go, so I hugged her even tighter, kissing her face, lips, and neck passionately

.

She gradually stopped struggling and let me kiss her. Later, I simply picked Mom up, walked to the sofa

, and sat her on my lap, continuing to kiss her.

This time, we were lovers for two hours. When we separated, we were both drenched in sweat. Mom, panting

, got off my lap, pinched my ear, and said sweetly, "You little rascal, you've made my whole

body feel weak!"

While Mom went to shower, I noticed a puddle on my leg. I initially thought it was Mom's sweat,

but when I touched it, it felt sticky and didn't seem like sweat. Then it dawned on me: Mom must have

been aroused during our intimacy, secreting vaginal lubrication. This was knowledge I had learned from books.

Since that experience, Mom often wore only a bikini at home, no longer avoiding me.

That's how women are. Once they've revealed a secret part of their body to a man (even if forced

or unwillingly), they won't be so reserved next time. Deep down, they probably think: "I've already revealed it to him."

I think this is probably related to women's desire to show their beauty to men.

Once, my mother published a book on dance theory. It was beautifully printed, with

over twenty photos of her dancing on stage, each one stunningly beautiful. She was overjoyed. As

soon as she got home , she excitedly told me the good news and sat on my lap, showing me those

charming old photos. She introduced each one, and I was full of praise for every single one. Hearing my praise, my mother was

especially excited, hugging me and kissing me passionately and fervently.

Infected by my mother's passion, I returned the favor, kissing her cherry lips, cheeks, earlobes, and delicate neck wildly

… Under my frenzied kisses, my mother closed her eyes and nestled in my arms,

her moans, as if in a trance.

That day, for the first time, I secretly caressed my mother's body through her clothes, kneading her firm

breasts and round, firm buttocks, one hand gradually slipping under her skirt from her calf to her thigh. My mother seemed completely oblivious…

Jue didn't object at all. She only became unusually excited when I pinched her nipples, arching her chest and twisting her waist

, crying out "Oh! Oh!... You're pinching me so hard!... You're such a naughty child... I've loved playing with Mommy's nipples

since a baby... Ah... It's so tingly and numb... It feels

completely different from when you touched me as a child... Ah..."

"Mommy, does it feel good when I pinch you like this?"

"Oh! It feels good... but also very uncomfortable... It's an indescribable feeling... You... stop... If you keep doing this... I... can't take it

anymore ..."

At this moment, my hand, which was wandering on Mommy's thigh, felt a strange sensation: it seemed like some sticky liquid was flowing from

the edge . I really wanted to put my fingers inside her panties to touch Mommy's genitals, but

I didn't have the courage.

My fingers stopped moving, but I continued to kiss her cherry lips and cheeks. Mommy nestled in my

arms , closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep, her rosy face very beautiful.

I analyzed that Mom was completely immersed in the joy of success, and reason had no

place in her mind; my caresses had actually fueled her excitement and passion. Therefore, she had no defenses against my intrusion

at all .

It was already dark, so I picked up the remote control from the sofa and turned on the living room light. Mom was still in my

arms, sleeping so sweetly. I quietly lifted her skirt to peek under it. I saw that Mom was wearing a

small , pink thong, and her mons pubis was high and round like a small bun, with a few pale yellow

pubic hairs peeking out from the edge of the thong. The bottom of the thong was already soaked. I really wanted to remove that small piece of fabric to

see the real thing, but I didn't have the courage, so I could only place my palm on that bulge and caress it for a while.

My stomach was growling loudly, so I patted my mother's cheek and whispered, "Mommy, Mommy,

wake up!"

My mother opened her beautiful eyes slightly and asked in a sweet voice, "What, did I fall asleep?"

"You've been asleep for an hour. My little sweetheart! I'm hungry, I should go cook!"

My mother glared at me and said coquettishly, "Get lost! Who's your little sweetheart!"

Saying that, she struggled out of my arms and went to cook. But after standing up and taking a few steps, I heard her

cry out, "Ouch!" and she touched her genitals through her skirt.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

"Why are you asking me! It's all your fault, you little rascal! You've made me all wet!"

"Mommy, I didn't spill any water on you! Let me see!" I pretended not to know and moved closer.

"Get away! You don't even know this, and you want to be my sweetheart!" My mother pushed me away.

I deliberately asked, "Mom, tell me! I really don't know."

Mom said in a low voice, somewhat annoyed, "Okay, I'll tell you something about sex: When a woman's libido is aroused

, her vagina secretes a lot of fluid, called vaginal lubrication or love juice. Do you understand?"

"Mom, what's the use of vaginal lubrication?" I asked, pretending not to know.

"A lubricant!" Mom answered without hesitation, then suddenly realized she shouldn't have told me this, and said,

"Oh, you're just a little kid, why are you asking this! You'll understand when you grow up and get married."

I asked again, "Mom, were you aroused just now?"

Mom blushed and said slowly, "Oh! You're such a handsome and charming man, which woman wouldn't

be captivated by you? Besides, just now you held me in your arms, kissing and touching me.

Even with all my self-control, I couldn't resist your teasing! Do you think I wouldn't be overflowing with lubrication?"

I was speechless at Mom's bluntness; it turned out Mom was infatuated with me! I didn't know

what to say , and just stood there dumbfounded.

Mom said, "Let you be hungry a little longer! I'll go change my clothes first, then I'll cook."

Afterwards, I felt a pang of regret: if I had continued

my efforts , she probably wouldn't have objected. If I had, I could have

admired her genitals and breasts.

Alas! What a pity! I let such a golden opportunity slip by!

I long for another chance like this!

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