[Urban] My Mother, Still Charming Even in Her Middle Ages (Complete) - Chapter 37 (End)

5. The day after I married my mother

, my father's company sent him on a six-month business trip to collect long-overdue payments from out of town. The company promised him that if he did well in collecting the payments, he might be promoted to manager of a new branch. Eager for a promotion, my father happily went on the trip alone, leaving my mother and me at home. My mother and I both felt this might be a golden opportunity for us.

That day, my mother and I went to a jewelry store to order a silver wedding necklace. No one knew that I was marrying my dear mother. I also bought a wedding dress for my mother, and of course, one for myself.

A week later, my mother chose an auspicious day, and in the dead of night, we secretly went to the town temple. My mother wore her bright red wedding dress with gold trim, looking absolutely stunning; I wore my new clothes too.

My bride shyly lowered her head before me, and I took the necklace my father had given her from her snow-white neck. Then, I put the necklace I had ordered for my mother on her head. This marked the moment when my mother became my wife.

After the ceremony, we prayed for our happiness before the strange wooden tiger. After the festive feast, I embraced my mother and led her to the inner room of the temple—our bridal chamber.

The inner room had been simply tidied up by my mother and me; a brand-new quilt was laid on the bed, and a red paper-cut was pasted on the window, filling the room with a festive atmosphere. My mother and I sat on the edge of the bed, our hearts pounding with excitement.

"Tie Niu, tonight is our special first night. Tonight, I am not only your mother, but also your wife."

"Mom, now that you are my wife, can I call you 'wife' from now on?"

My mother's face flushed slightly, and she nodded shyly.

Then, I said to my mother, "Wife, tonight is our first night together. I want you to give me a healthy baby."

My mother buried her head in my chest and said, "Tie Niu, in our customs, a woman's primary responsibility as a good wife is to bear a child for her husband. I'm happy to have children for you, and besides, your wife is ovulating tonight!"

Seeing my mother blushing like a newlywed bride, I could no longer suppress my strong urge. I pulled my mother into my arms and pushed her down onto the soft bed.

With a passionate kiss, I tore off my mother's clothes, and she cooperated by taking off her own. At this moment, my mother was also looking forward to making love with me!

After I took off my mother's clothes, I quickly took off my own! I hugged my mother tightly, letting her alluring body press against my almost bursting body!

We embraced tightly, skin to skin, and I could no longer resist the intense desire, sucking each other's tongues and greedily licking each other's lips!

My tongue began to kiss my mother's pink neck all the way to her ears and mouth. My tongue finally approached my mother's breast, licking around the outside of her breasts.

Her full breasts were overflowing with milk, almost bursting the skin, revealing the delicate veins.

My mother became even more sensitive. I hadn't expected that my sucking and licking would instantly send her into a state of electric-like pleasure, her lower body trembling slightly, and she moaning softly. "Ah... Tie Niu..."

I sucked harder again, and my mother's pleasure intensified, her body trembling even more. She arched her back, her entire upper body trembling slightly. After finishing her right breast, I switched to her left and did it again, lightly flicking her tender nipple with the tip of my tongue. "Oh... oh... ah... so good... oh..."

My hands kneaded her breasts, first circling them, then licking her tender nipples, sending her into a state of extreme pleasure, her erogenous zones in a state of heightened arousal.

Seeing that the time was right, I licked downwards with my tongue, quickly gliding over my mother's slightly protruding belly, until I reached her mons pubis! My mother reflexively squeezed her thighs together, but I didn't force them apart. Instead, I moved closer to her fine pubic hair, carefully inhaling the fragrant scent of her private parts.

Before, due to time constraints, I had only focused on thrusting in and hadn't properly examined my mother's vulva. This time, I wanted to play with her carefully. I slowly parted the base of my mother's thighs, and her vulva was revealed before my eyes.

Long, curly pubic hair covered the entire vulva, and the protruding mons pubis triangle appeared exceptionally smooth and full,

like a freshly steamed bun; while the vulva resembled a slit of flesh on a hot bun; the dark red labia

were already swollen and engorged with blood, slightly parted, and the slightly pink clitoris was tightly closed. But perhaps due to the long and continuous caresses, the labia minora were swollen and engorged with blood, and the vaginal opening was exceptionally smooth, moistened by vaginal fluid.

"Mom, was I born from here?" I looked at the narrow crevice, almost unable to imagine how I could have been born from there. I involuntarily pressed my lips to her half-open labia.

"Oh..." My mother's lower body trembled sensitively, letting out a soft moan.

I stuck out my tongue and licked upwards from below her labia. After only two or three licks, my mother's body trembled slightly, continuously releasing vaginal fluid; she was so sensitive. I buried my face between my mother's snow-white thighs, licking upwards along the clitoris.

"Ah...so itchy...oh..." My mother's waist lifted, moving in sync with my tongue's movements, then repeated the motion.

My tongue pressed against the narrow crevice, sliding up and down. My

mother was already trembling uncontrollably; she slightly straightened her thighs and swayed her waist, her vagina already glistening with vaginal fluid.

I pressed my lips against hers, sucking the fluid with audible sounds, while simultaneously inserting my tongue deep into her vagina.

My mother's juices surged again, engulfing my tongue. I stretched out my tongue and licked even harder! I wanted not only to satisfy myself, but also to give my mother the greatest pleasure in my hands! I boldly spread my mother's beautiful, long, snow-white thighs wider, starting from the innermost part of her symmetrical labia, sucking on each one with my tongue.

"Oh, oh... um... you're licking... it feels so good... oh..." my mother couldn't help but cry out.

As my tongue licked back and forth, hot juices continued to gush from my mother's body! I sucked on the juices and used my tongue to separate her labia, revealing the pink tip, glistening with the juices—my mother's clitoris!

With a reverent heart, I sucked on that pink little bean with my tongue. At this moment, my mother suddenly had a small spasm, and I stimulated her clitoris even more forcefully.

"Oh! Tie Niu... I can't take it anymore..." With a moan from my mother, a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her labia. Not only were her labia trembling, but her thighs, spread apart from her waist down, also shuddered, lifting slightly in response to the stimulation. She gripped my hair tightly with both hands.

"Oh... I... can't take it anymore... Oh... hurry... it's so itchy..."

I ignored my mother's pleas and inserted my middle finger. At that moment, a strong contraction came from the deepest part of my mother's vagina, and her waist floated up as my finger slid in.

"Tie Niu! Stop teasing Mom... hurry, hurry... I want your penis..." My mother's lustful voice and expression excited me immensely.

I couldn't bear to tease my mother any longer. I knelt on the bed, grasped my hard and erect penis, and rubbed it against my mother's already wet clitoris!

My mother suppressed the urge to scream and closed her eyes... I thrust forward with all my might, and my burning penis plunged deep into her wet vagina.

Ah! My mother's vagina is so tight! It seemed narrower than before, like a strong little hand gripping my penis tightly.

"Ah...ah...so good...oh..." I couldn't help but cry out, thrusting in and out several times.

In an instant, Mom's body stiffened, her legs trembling. A tear of pain welled in the corner of her eye. However, Mom was, after all, a mature woman; the pain was only momentary. As my glans pierced through the already moist vaginal mucosa and entered her flesh, a sweet pleasure washed over her, and the lustful desires hidden within her erupted.

"Ah...Tie Niu, you're making me feel so good...oh..." Mom moaned lasciviously.

At first, I didn't dare move too much or too fast. But even though my thrusting speed was slow, just one round back and forth, the squeezing of my penis against her vaginal flesh, made Mom uncontrollably moan. I wanted Mom to enjoy the pleasure my large penis brought her. Once Mom had adjusted, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts, the pleasurable squeezing intensified, my penis continuously penetrating deeper into her body. Mom's lustful body had reached a point of no return; she moaned ecstatically.

"Ah...faster...so good...it feels so good..."

Seeing that my mother was already in the throes of pleasure, I let go of my inhibitions and began to thrust deeply.

As the speed of my thrusts increased, my mother let out cries of pleasure that sounded like sobs. With my huge penis constantly penetrating her body, the pleasure in her lower body rapidly expanded, and with her sweaty breasts being rubbed by me from time to time, my mother's whole body stiffened and arched forward. I could feel her continuous spasms as she was about to reach orgasm from my penis.

"Oh...Tie Niu, your big penis is so thick...so long...it's going to penetrate me, it feels so good...um...I can't take it anymore!"

My mother felt unprecedented pleasure, her long hair disheveled and covering her face, swaying her waist wildly in sync with my thrusts, desperately stroking and shaking. She was already panting heavily, covered in fragrant sweat, her uterus contracting strongly in waves, and the intoxicating pleasure surged through her entire body, a gush of hot, thick vaginal fluid poured onto my glans. "Oh...it feels so good...it feels so good..."

I pulled my mother's body to the edge of the bed, leaving her lower body suspended in the air. I stood between her parted legs, her entire body presented before me. Her two full breasts were almost bursting, and a deep crease ran along her white, plump belly, making her lower abdomen appear even more rounded and swollen.

I leaned down and said to my mother, "Mom, shall we do a wheelchair ride up the mountain?"

Before she could speak, I lifted her buttocks with both hands, spreading her legs apart and placing them on my shoulders.

I looked down at the point where my mother's genitals met. My thick, powerful penis contrasted sharply with her pitiful labia. I couldn't imagine how my mother could withstand my brutal thrusting. Could she even take it?

I couldn't help but feel a pang of tenderness.

Just as I was indulging in these fantasies, my mother couldn't help but lift her waist, her labia like a small, opening mouth swallowing my large glans. Instantly, a violent thought arose within me.

I gripped my penis tightly against my mother's vaginal opening and thrust forward violently. My thick penis plunged deep into her vagina, the glans grinding against the inward curve of her vagina. Like a mountain man pushing a wheelbarrow uphill, I spread my mother's legs and began to thrust rapidly and wildly. With each thrust, the glans violently slammed against my mother's sensitive uterus, making the stimulation more prolonged and intense. A new wave of pleasure rose within my mother, and under the intense impact of the pleasure, she couldn't help but moan loudly.

"Ah...so good...oh...faster..."

The powerful thrusting and the rough impact of the glans were almost unbearable for my mother. The burning and pain of my penis entering and exiting gave her a pleasure like melting snow, and with each thrust, the pleasure became more intense and profound.

My mother was drenched in sweat, her hands gripping my arms, her two full breasts swinging like two round balls of flesh. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her, her limbs trembling as if paralyzed. She was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of orgasm, her body limp as if falling apart with a groan.

I lifted her legs onto my shoulders, making her vulva more prominent, allowing for deeper and more forceful penetration. My penis thrust diagonally downwards, the glans pressing against the G-spot at the fornix of her vaginal wall.

The glans penetrated deep into her cervix, almost reaching her internal organs; each thrust created a fleshy bulge on her belly, each withdrawal causing it to sink in. Her belly rose and fell with each thrust. My mother felt an electric shock throughout her body, her eyes gleaming with lust.

I kneaded her already hardened nipples and milk-filled breasts with my hands. Mom seemed to lose consciousness, her mouth slightly open, her jaw trembling, her teeth chattering, and she kept emitting wanton moans.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore... Oh... It feels so good..." Mom's whole body stiffened and arched, and I could keenly sense that these were the signs of her impending orgasm. Her flushed face tilted back, and her hands gripped the sheets haphazardly. "Oh... It's killing me..."

I felt I could exert a lot of force in this position. I arched my back and pulled my hips in, widening the range of my thrusts.

Only Mom's back was against the bed, her lower body completely suspended in the air. I held Mom tightly, letting her twist and sway with my movements, rising and falling with my body.

With each thrust, Mom felt as if she had been struck by electricity, her body trembling. With each thrust of my penis, Mom involuntarily raised her buttocks to meet it.

Under the burning stimulation of her senses, Mom's labia opened and closed rapidly, greedily sucking on my thick penis.

I increased the speed and force of my thrusts. As my penis exerted force, the cervix inside my mother's body gripped the head of my penis like a straw. I felt her limbs being pierced by intense spasms, her whole body melting into the indescribable tremors of an ultimate orgasm.

"Oh...it feels so good...oh...no...I can't take it anymore..."

Under my unbridled stimulation, my mother had already reached a state of ecstasy. Her moans had turned into cries, and the folds of her vagina spasmed in waves, gripping my penis even tighter in response to my faster thrusts.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh...it feels so good...don't stop, go harder..."

With my mother's scream, I felt my blood suddenly rush through my body, my scrotum began to contract rapidly, and my penis exploded and expanded to its limit...

I could no longer control myself. With a "whoosh," a stream of hot semen shot out from the head of my swollen penis and sprayed deep into my mother's cervix.

My mother's body shuddered violently, her vagina tightened sharply—"Plop—" a gush of sticky, hot liquid gushed from her vaginal opening… This time it happened almost simultaneously with my ejaculation…

We reached orgasm at the same time! With each spurt of my semen, my mother gushed out a gush of vaginal fluid! My mother and I both revealed our primal instincts, our intercourse reaching an unprecedented, frenzied climax!

"Mom…it's so itchy…"

"Hold me tight, don't stop…ah…harder…ah…"

"Mom…Mom…squeeze tight…ah—" I gasped, calling out to my mother, "So good…so good…"

"Oh…oh…" My mother clenched her teeth, gasping for breath, "I want…oh…oh…oh…"

All my weight and strength were concentrated on my penis, deeply rooted in the depths of my mother's vagina, letting my abundant semen be released to its fullest extent. One spurt after another, carrying my fiery body heat, carrying my love, shot unreservedly into the depths of my mother's vagina…

My mother convulsed as if having a seizure, her vulva gushing out streams of vaginal fluid. Her entire body trembled in the throes of orgasm. The intense climax lasted for over ten minutes before her convulsing body slowly subsided. Our bellies were soaked with sticky sweat and vaginal fluid.

After ejaculating, I didn't withdraw my penis; I lay on top of my mother, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. After a moment, I turned her over, lifting her onto me. I stroked her still-convulsing body as I pressed my lips to hers.

Still deeply immersed in pleasure, my mother's slightly open, hazy eyes lay limply on me, her body still warm from the intense afterglow of her orgasm, trembling slightly.

I held her, gently stroking her smooth back, and whispered in her ear, "Was it good?" I asked knowingly, pleased with myself.

"Mmm!" Receiving my mother's affirmation filled me with immense pride! I held my mother tighter, kissing her lips.

That night, we made love repeatedly. Perhaps the wooden tiger was truly effective; I ejaculated five times inside her womb, hoping she would conceive my child soon. Finally, I dressed, held my naked mother in my arms, and took her to a nearby stream to wash.

At the riverbank, I found a secluded spot, laid my mother down, and spread out her bright red phoenix-patterned dress.

The moonlight was beautiful; my mother's skin was very white, even shimmering with a soft, pearly sheen, clearly visible. Although my mother and I had been intimate many times, this was the first time I had truly appreciated the beauty of my mother… this woman who had become my wife.

My mother shyly closed her eyes, letting me help her up. My mother's breasts weren't large or perky, but rather gracefully curved on her chest. I felt incredibly lucky to have such a woman as my mother.

I carried her into the water, had her stand in it, and scooped water to wash her lower body. Afterwards, I let my mother wash herself there while I swam around her for a while. Gradually, looking at my mother's graceful figure, I became excited again and quietly swam behind her in the water.

The water was just enough to reach the middle of my mother's thighs. I grabbed her slender waist, and my mother gasped in surprise. Then, realizing it was me, she quieted down and let me caress her two snow-white buttocks.

After playing for a while, I cupped her round, fleshy mounds with both hands and pulled them apart. My mother grabbed my hands, trying to stop me, but I grabbed her hands and placed them on her pert buttocks, kneading them with all four palms.

After a while, I released her hands, letting her pull her buttocks apart herself, admiring my mother's back door. Her back door was tightly closed, like a chrysanthemum bud. I reached out to touch it, and my mother tensed up. I poked it a few times, but the little chrysanthemum remained tightly closed.

I stood up and had my mother straddle my waist, walking into deeper water until the water submerged my mother's pink buttocks. I held my mother's forearm, making her lean back, and my penis slid in. I began to thrust. Because of the buoyancy of the water, this position brought my mother to orgasm. By the time we got home, it was already four in the morning.

For the next six months, we were together every night. My mother always initiated it; she was at the peak of her sexual desire and always had a strong urge. Every time I took off her underwear, her genitals were already soaking wet.

My mother told me that just thinking about me made her very wet; no one had ever excited her so much.

Sometimes, we were like madmen; whenever we had the chance to be together, we would immediately choose a place to have sex. The inner room, the west wing, and the kitchen all became places where my mother and I had sex; my parents' bed was our main battlefield.

Whenever I thought about how my father and mother had made us siblings on this bed, I felt exceptionally excited, and my libido became particularly strong. Often, I would have to have sex two or three times a night to feel satisfied.

For a while at first, my mother was uncomfortable with my strong sex drive and kept advising me not to do too much, saying it would harm her health. But she gradually got used to it. In the past month, my mother was like a different person. She was much more energetic, her skin was fairer and smoother, and her face had a rosy glow, making her look like she was ten years younger. Seeing my mother's changes, I felt genuinely happy, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, and my desire for sex grew even stronger.

One time, my uncle, who was visiting, was still home. I saw my mother go into the bathroom and quietly followed her. My mother hadn't locked the door. When she opened it, she was urinating when she saw me. I ignored her protests, picked her up, and without even wiping her with toilet paper, pressed her against the edge of the tub, her snow-white, round buttocks raised high, and fucked her from behind.

"Tie Niu, Uncle will hear us," my mother whispered, but I ignored her and continued until we both reached orgasm.

When I left, I pulled up my mother's underwear to prevent her from wiping. Although our affair went undetected, for the rest of the day, just seeing my mother constantly pressing her lower abdomen and frowning in embarrassment aroused me, knowing that my semen was flowing from her vagina and soaking her underwear.

6. Keeping it from Dad

Dad wouldn't be back until the end of the year. To avoid arousing his suspicion, my mother and I stopped for a few days. My mother still lived in the inner room with my father, and I still lived in the west wing.

In the first few days after my father's return, my desire for my mother wasn't so strong, but by the fifth day, I found it difficult to control my sexual urges. Lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, really wanting to rush into the inner room, pull my mother in, and release my pent-up desires.

I put on my clothes and went to the window of the inner room. Through the window frame, I heard my parents' soft snoring. Suddenly, I remembered a way to deliberately make noise and lure my mother out. I quickly found a basin, pushed it on the ground, and with a loud "bang," it was particularly loud in the quiet night. Sure enough, the noise startled my parents in the inner room. The light in the window came on, and then my mother, wearing a cotton coat, opened the door and came out.

When she reached my door, I softly called "Mom," then pulled her inside and began kissing her passionately without warning.

My mother seemed bewildered by my sudden action. After she calmed down, she gently pushed me away and whispered, "Are you crazy? Your father is still awake!"

"I don't care, Mom, I've missed you so much these past few days..." I said, pulling her into my arms again. At that moment, I truly felt a sense of "I'd rather die at your feet, even as a ghost, I'd be romantic."

"Tie Niu, don't be like this, listen to me." Mom gasped as she broke free from my embrace, smoothing her hair and softly saying, "I know what you're thinking, but your father is in the other room, he can hear everything, what if..."

"Mom, think about the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, why only think about the 'what if'?" I hugged her again, "Don't be afraid..."

"No! Tie Niu, since Mom promised you, how could Mom not agree?" Mom looked at me and said, "We still need to be careful, you need to think of a foolproof plan."

Mom's words reminded me, yes, I can't let Mom live in constant fear, I need a long-term plan.

After Mom left, I racked my brains for a solution, thinking of one after another, but none of them worked. Dad had become a stumbling block between Mom and me, but I couldn't let Dad die. In a daze, I suddenly remembered, "What if I gave Dad some sleeping pills every night? Yes, that's a good idea!"

The next day I went to several clinics and bought two bottles of sleeping pills and gave them to Mom. Mom asked hesitantly, "Will this work?"

"No problem, just don't give Dad too many at once, two pills are enough." Actually, the doctor said one pill, but I was worried the dosage wouldn't be enough, so I had Mom give him two. Mom clutched the pills tightly in her hand; I could tell she was very nervous. To reassure her, I comforted her, saying, "Mom, don't worry, this medicine treats insomnia, it'll be good for Dad, he'll sleep better."

That evening, I made the bed early, waiting for my mother to come, but she didn't appear. Had she not given my father his medicine?

I waited anxiously until midnight, but I couldn't wait any longer. I pushed the door to the inner room; it was bolted from the inside. I listened at the window, only hearing my father's snoring, but no sound from my mother. I wanted to call for my mother, but I was worried about waking my father; I wanted to go into the inner room, but the door was bolted again. A strong desire made me unable to wait any longer; I had no choice but to pry it open—this was the last resort I had thought of these past few days.

To prevent the hinges from making a sound, I spread a bowl of soybean oil on the hinges, then inserted a small knife into the crack and used the tip to pry open the bolt, once, twice, three times… The bolt opened, and with a gentle push, the door opened silently. Suppressing my nervous excitement, I squeezed into the room. Familiar with the room's layout, I went straight into my parents' room.

By the starlight streaming through the window, I saw my mother sleeping inside my father's bed. He was lying on his back, snoring loudly, one arm draped over her waist. He must have taken sleeping pills, as he seemed completely unaware of my presence.

I tentatively removed his arm from her, but he didn't react. My heart pounded wildly, and I gently nudged my mother.

She seemed to sense my presence, grabbing my hand. I pulled her up slightly and wrapped my clothes around her.

She gestured for me to be quiet. I pointed to my father, who was fast asleep, as if in a deep sleep. Through him, I held my mother in my arms and quietly returned to the west wing.

"How dare you! You actually dared to sneak into Dad's bed and steal Mom away!" my mother said shyly, pressing her face against my chest.

"I couldn't wait any longer, Mom," I said, kissing her pale neck and caressing her breasts.

"Mom, why didn't you come sooner?"

"I was afraid he'd wake up. What if he wasn't asleep?" Mom's body was still trembling with anxiety.

"How many pills did you give him?" I was worried too, wondering if Mom had given Dad enough.

"Three pills!" Mom was still worried about the dosage: "I was afraid two wouldn't be enough, so I added one more."

"That's enough. Enough for him to sleep until noon tomorrow." I hugged Mom's cool body tightly and wrapped the blanket around her...

That night, absence truly felt like reunion. And in that situation, I stole Mom from Dad's bed, feeling exceptionally excited, and the act was particularly thrilling.

I gently pressed Mom down beneath me and lowered my head to suckle her cherry-like nipples.

For men, breasts, regardless of age, are filled with fond memories and sweet recollections. At this moment, I was suckling at my mother's breast with that same feeling, licking her nipple with my tongue and gently biting it with my teeth until my tongue had licked every inch of her breast. My other hand kneaded her firm, white breast like dough, my fingers kneading and playing with her nipple.

My mouth sucked hard on her nipple, my tongue swirling up and down, left and right.

My sucking and caresses caused my mother's body to involuntarily twist and turn, and her vagina and uterus began to secrete moist fluids.

As if afraid I would run away, my mother held my head tightly, pressing it against her breast, burying my face in her cleavage.

This fueled my desire even more; I sucked on her nipple even more vigorously, and kneaded her breast with even more force.

The teasing pressing and sucking made Mom feel an unbearable tingling and itching all over her body. Her breasts felt numb and itchy, a tingling sensation that went deep into her bones. She enjoyed this unprecedented feeling, clenching her teeth in ecstasy, her breath coming in rapid gasps, letting me play with her beautiful body.

Seeing Mom's shy appearance, my desire ignited like a wildfire. I couldn't wait to run my palm down Mom's chest, across her upper abdomen, ribs, navel, and finally to her lower abdomen.

Mom's lower abdomen wasn't flat, but it was very smooth, slightly bulging, with many orange peel-like wrinkles on her belly, stretching from the baby's growth during our pregnancy. The soft subcutaneous fat filled my palm, and my hand felt as if it were being sucked.

I moved my fingers across her smooth lower abdomen and down to her vulva. My fingers parted Mom's pubic hair and slipped inside her plump labia.

"Mom... ah, Mom..."

"Ah... um... Tie Niu?... Oh..." Mom's body trembled, and she hugged me even tighter.

Hearing Mom's lewd voice and seeing her passionate actions, my large penis, like an angry horse, stood erect, veins bulging, throbbing and swelling to its limit, the red glans like a small fist. I knelt between Mom's legs, grasping my hard, erect penis and rubbing it against Mom's already wet clitoris.

Mom suppressed the urge to scream, closed her eyes, her full breasts pressed tightly against my chest, her legs raised high to the sides, her hands reaching down to part her pubic hair, parting her already swollen and engorged labia, opening her pink and translucent vaginal opening, eagerly awaiting my penetration.

Mom's actions and the lewd expression on her face made me unbearably aroused; hearing her moans was truly unbearable. I pounced on her, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep, pressing down on her full body. I held my large penis and rubbed it against her labia, my lips pressing against her bright red lips.

"Oh... Tie Niu... Mom can't take it anymore... quick..." Mom's voice was choked with sobs, her body trembling uneasily.

My large glans teased her labia a few times, and it was already completely wet. I grasped my penis, the glans pressing against her clitoris, and thrust my hips down forcefully! With a "whoosh," the huge glans pushed aside her soft labia, slid over her trembling clitoris, and opened her vaginal opening—as I twisted my waist and thrust my hips, in an instant, my burning penis was deeply inserted into Mom's vagina, which was full of lustful fluid.

"Ah!..." Mom cried out loudly, even I was surprised. At the same time, Mom's face turned red, her labia were already engorged and hard, and lustful fluid kept flowing from the deep crevice, warm and sticky. The sudden penetration of my penis rekindled my mother's intense sexual desire. Her labia tightened abruptly, gripping my penis tightly.

"Mom, just moan if you want to... Dad can't hear you," I whispered, trying to ease her shyness. My penis penetrated deeper, teasing her clitoris and encouraging her to be more unrestrained.

"Mom, I'll make you feel even better..." My penis thrust in and out of her slippery vulva, rotating incessantly, teasing the tender flesh of her vaginal walls to contract and spasm.

"Ah... Oh... Good... Hmm... Hmm..." My mother indeed began to moan, her brows furrowed, her eyes slightly closed, and her lips trembling.

With each thrust, the foreskin of my penis rolled back to the base, sticking to my mother's labia. My pubic hair also clung to my mother's pubic hair. My mother's labia, due to the intense arousal and vigorous friction, became even more engorged and swollen, and a thick, sticky fluid gushed out.

"Oh...oh...Tie Niu...I...it's so itchy...so itchy...ah...it's so sore..."

Mom became even more excited from the powerful thrusts of my glans. She cried out that she couldn't take it anymore, while her hips arched and thrust upwards desperately, yearning for my glans to penetrate deeper and stimulate her more. The blissful, ecstatic sensation, the waves of passion and pleasure, made her tremble all over. My penis gave her waves of pleasure, quickly overwhelming her reason; her uterus was already overflowing with even more vaginal fluid like a raging torrent.

At this moment, Mom was intoxicated by the intense pleasure and passion. She accepted every move and trick I made without hesitation. Because, in this wonderful wave of excitement, she was almost going crazy.

"Oh...no...I can't take it...oh...it's so itchy...oh..."

My penis kept swirling in her vagina, the glans repeatedly striking Mom's clitoris, the most sensitive area on a woman's body. This made Mom's whole body feel like it was being electrocuted—tingling, numb, sore, and itchy. She closed her eyes, twisting her body to enjoy that wonderful sensation.

Seeing Mom's wanton appearance, my lust grew even stronger. I put one arm around Mom's shoulder and the other gripped the headboard, using the headboard's strength to apply pressure to Mom's body. Mom reflexively squeezed her thighs together, her lower body trembling slightly, her waist rising up in rhythm with my movements.

"Ah...oh...Tie Niu..." Mom groaned again. She slightly straightened her thighs, her swaying waist already trembling uncontrollably. My mother's vagina was already overflowing with vaginal fluid, making my penis even harder and slipperier, reaching deep inside with each thrust.

"Ah... all the way in... oh..." My mother's vaginal fluid surged again, overflowing from my penis, soaking my testicles, and wetting my mother's buttocks and the sheets beneath her. With each thrust, more and hotter vaginal fluid gushed from my mother's body.

I thrust into my mother's vagina even harder, rubbing her clitoris, inserting and withdrawing, inserting and withdrawing again, in and out, in and out, repeatedly, faster and deeper, harder and harder, more and more powerful.

"Oh!... Tie Niu... Mom can't take it anymore... oh..." With my mother's moan, another gush of hot vaginal fluid gushed from deep within her vagina. This time, not only were my labia trembling, but even my thighs, which parted from my waist down, were shaking; my whole body was trembling.

My mother's lower body spasmed again, involuntarily arching upwards to welcome my thrusts. My penis continuously stimulated her most sensitive erogenous zones; my lower abdomen was already covered in my mother's vaginal fluids, and she had completely fallen into the abyss of greed. With

each downward thrust of my penis, my mother eagerly met it; with each upward withdrawal, she tightened her legs, hoping to suck my penis in. My mother's hands gripped my hair even more tightly, her legs bracing against the bed, her disheveled hair swinging from side to side, her whole body twisting and coiling like a dying snake.

"Oh... I... can't take it anymore... Tie Niu... hurry... it's killing me with itchiness..."

I was completely immersed in my mother's physical pleasure, no longer caring about her pleas, and didn't want to stop for a moment. My penis grew harder and thicker, the thrusting faster and harder, the force increasing. With each frenzied climax, I could barely control my wild, unbridled lust, until my last drop of semen shot deep into my mother's cervix…

That night, my penis was practically never outside my mother's body; I even slept with it inside her vagina, unable to distinguish between time and rest.

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. I rubbed my sleepy eyes; the bright light stung them, and my mind went blank. My mother was already gone, and the bed was a mess. A night of frenzied sexual release had caused my penis to shrink several times, becoming limp and powerless like a silkworm pupa, hanging down, sticky with vaginal fluid. Even my thick pubic hair was matted with it; several paste-like stains remained on the sheets, some congealed, some still damp—a mixture of my semen and my mother's vaginal fluid. I carefully picked it up and treasured it in the dictionary. Then I made my bed and got up to eat.

Mom had already prepared the meal. Seeing me get up, she smiled shyly and turned to bring me water to wash my face.

I patted Mom's bottom, and we smiled knowingly at each other. I could see the joy in her eyes.

"Where is he?" I pointed to the main room, wondering if Dad had woken up yet.

"He's still sleeping." Mom looked at me with a slight smile. "That medicine really worked."

"Yes, we don't have to worry about anything going wrong anymore." After washing my face, I sprinkled the water in the yard and then picked up a broom to sweep the yard. The whole yard was even neater and tidier, a picture of a harmonious family life.

From then on, every night when Mom was giving Dad his medicine, she would add a few sleeping pills. Dad would fall asleep without realizing it, and Mom and I lived a carefree and sweet life. My mother's body grew fuller day by day, her complexion improved, her skin became smoother and more delicate, and she gained weight, displaying the plumpness often seen in mature women.

In the days that followed, my mother and I were very careful, seizing every safe opportunity to indulge in the pleasures of incestuous sex. Sometimes, we would simply spend two days away from home, in some cave or dense forest, engaging in sexual acts like wild animals.

My father never suspected our frequent outings, only thinking I was a dutiful son. In fact, I think he must have been very happy; with his wife and son away, he could get drunk without worry.

7.

The morning before school started, my mother suddenly vomited. I thought she was sick and panicked. Just as I was about to call a doctor, my mother stopped me. It turned out she was over a month pregnant.

I was shocked! For the past six months, my mother and I had made love every night, while my father had been drugged and rendered unconscious every night; he hadn't had a chance to impregnate her. Clearly, the child in my mother's belly was mine!

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I kept complaining to her. "What should we do? What should we do? We're going to be exposed this time."

"Didn't you want a son for a long time? Why are you scared now?" My mother seemed very calm.

"Mom, I'm not scared, I'm worried about you. If others find out... Sigh!" I really didn't know how to comfort my mother.

My mother hugged my head and stroked my short hair. "Tie Niu, do you want this child?"

I buried my head in my mother's arms and nodded vigorously a few times, gently stroking my mother's slightly protruding belly, which was unusually smooth and soft.

"As long as you want it, nothing else matters." My mother cupped my face and looked into my eyes. "You really want it?"

"Yes!" I nodded firmly. This is my bloodline, my seed, and the crystallization of my love with my mother. How could I not want it?

Mom said confidently, "Alright, Tie Niu. Over the years, your father has suffered from chronic alcoholism due to his fondness for alcohol, and he's already developed short-term amnesia. He can't even remember if he's made love to Mom in the last six months."

A month later, Mom told Dad she was pregnant again.

Dad had always hoped Mom could have another child; moreover, with three generations of only sons, the policy allowed for another child. Therefore, Mom's pregnancy filled Dad with immense pride in breaking the one-son curse.

One evening, Mom, with a smile on her face, came into my room with her bedding and said, "I told your dad he smokes and drinks every night. I can't stand the smell, and for the sake of a healthy baby, I'm going to sleep in your room. Your dad agreed, so from now on, every night is yours."

"That's wonderful! Mom, from now on we can be like a real couple!" I grabbed her and showered her with countless kisses.

Things proceeded exactly as Mom had planned. Mom's belly grew bigger day by day.

Watching my mother move around with my baby inside her belly, her face radiating the happiness unique to pregnant women, I felt incredibly proud and secretly delighted. "My mother is carrying my child!" I felt extremely proud of this.

My pregnant mother, even more voluptuous and alluring, was irresistible to me. Of course, during this time, we made love less often, but our joy only increased.

June 20th was a day I'll never forget.

That night, my mother and I were entwined. Worried that my robust body might press on the baby, we did it with her on top, but my thick penis still occasionally bumped against the fetus. Of course, during this period, our lovemaking was mostly symbolic, not as wild and intense as before. I was worried that my mother's body couldn't handle it, and I was also worried about harming the baby in her womb. Even so, my mother still seemed very weak, and she would fall asleep quickly afterward.

I held her in my arms, gazing at her sleeping face, and couldn't help but kiss her.

After a long while, Mom's lips trembled slightly, seemingly still immersed in a weary dream. One arm dangled over the edge of the bed, the other curled up against her abdomen. As the fetus grew, Mom's breasts were no longer so sagging, but had begun to swell and become full, like two bloated water bags. The nipples became increasingly erect, and the areolas gradually darkened.

My hand quietly reached up and grasped one of Mom's breasts, slowly kneading it. This breast, which had once nourished me, was so soft and full, and now it would nourish my offspring again. I pinched the nipple, which had become erect from the stimulation, with my fingers, and pressed my entire palm against the full breast, rotating and stroking it, wondering what Mom would call us after giving birth to the child.

Stimulated by this, Mom's lost libido was reawakened. Mom couldn't help but close her eyes, purse her lips, and raise her chin higher, wrapping her arms around my neck and passionately responding to my kisses, constantly sucking on my tongue that I had put into her mouth. At that moment, we forgot our identities; we were driven only by pure male and female instinct. We only wanted to possess each other and have each other's love.

Ethics, morality, mother-son relationships, and incest taboos were long forgotten. We rolled and kissed on the bed until I finally climbed on top of my mother again. Our lips were glued together, our tongues still intertwined. When my lips left hers, her tongue involuntarily reached out to chase mine. I sucked on her tongue, then followed suit, our tongues entwining in the air.

While we kissed passionately, my hands never stopped pinching her nipples with my fingers, kneading her soft, elastic breasts. She closed her eyes, accepting this rare tenderness. Now, the warmth of my hands carried a gentle sensation, spreading from her breasts throughout her body, filling her with a subtle sweetness. Her body trembled slightly, and her legs involuntarily crossed.

Seeing my mother's keen reaction, I asked with concern, "Mom, what's wrong?"

My mother glanced shyly at the bedpan under the bed (we usually keep the bedpan in the bedroom), and I knew she needed to pee. "Mom, do you need to pee?" My mother nodded shyly and was about to get up from the bed when I quickly stood up and stopped her, saying, "Mom, let me help you pee, okay?"

My mother brushed my hands away, saying, "That's too embarrassing, let me do it myself."

"No, Mom, didn't you say you'd listen to me?" I wanted to see how my mother peed, so I stubbornly insisted on hugging her. My mother had no choice but to comply, nestled obediently in my arms like a little aunt. My mother's back pressed against my chest, and I spread my arms, supporting her thighs and placing her bottom on the bedpan. I whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, go pee."

After waiting a long time, she still couldn't pee. Anxious, she said, "No, Tie Niu, I can't pee like this."

"Don't worry, Mom, it'll be over soon," I insisted, wanting to watch her urinate, patiently waiting.

My mother rested her head on my shoulder, her face nestled against my neck, her warm breath brushing against my chin.

I looked down at her chest; her nipples had become erect again from the stimulation. The dull areolas gradually turned rosy, spreading outwards from the nipples, making them stand out and tempting me to bite them. Her snow-white belly appeared exceptionally full, her rounded abdomen resembling an inverted pot; the dark pubic hair at her mons pubis haphazardly covered her vulva.

I imagined how beautiful it would be for my mother to urinate from there. Perhaps she was suddenly stimulated, because "whoosh—" a stream of clear urine shot out... My mother urinated, like a torrent, tracing an arc as it splashed into the potty, creating a layer of waves.

I stared intently at my mother's vulva, but because I was looking down, I could only see the urine hitting the scattered pubic hair, "whoosh whoosh" as it poured into the potty, splashing up little waves.

Instantly, my blood boiled, and my penis throbbed and hardened again, trembling as it emerged from my mother's buttocks, the large glans right below her vulva. My mother's hot urine poured over my glans, making my penis even harder, larger, and purplish-red and shiny. I could no longer control the surge of desire. As soon as my mother finished urinating, I turned her around, lifted her legs, put my hands between her legs, and picked her up!

"Oh... Tie Niu, what are you doing?" Mom looked at me, her voice hoarse.

"I'm carrying you to bed!" I picked Mom up and stood up, her legs wrapped around my waist. My penis thrust upwards into Mom's vagina, and with each step, my penis throbbed. "Mom, do you know what this move is called?"

"Oh... I don't know." Mom's eyes were glazed, her arms wrapped around my neck, her face pressed against my shoulder.

"It's called 'Monkey Climbing a Tree'!" With each step, although the throbbing wasn't large, it was real.

Mom's body trembled and slumped down, and my penis penetrated even tighter and deeper.

I placed Mom on the edge of the bed, leaving her lower body suspended in the air. I stood between Mom's parted legs, her entire body presented before me. Her two full breasts were almost bursting, and her white, plump belly was creased with a deep wrinkle.

Due to the penetration of my penis, her lower abdomen bulged even more. I hoisted her legs onto my shoulders, folding her buttocks upwards. Her labia tightened, gripping my penis.

In an instant, she frowned, her body straightening, and her hands abruptly released their grip. As my glans penetrated her already wet vaginal lining, a trembling pleasure coursed through her body, and the pent-up lust within her erupted.

"Ah…I'm so itchy…Oh…Oh…"

Hearing her lewd moans and seeing her wanton expression only fueled my excitement. I arched my back, thrusting my penis upwards to the entrance of her vagina, then forcefully plunging it downwards with a "squeak," my entire penis slid in. "Ah…ah…It's so itchy…Tie Niu…Oh…" My mother clung tightly to my broad back.

Listening to her moans and cries of pleasure, I began to thrust violently. I enjoyed the feeling of my penis being tightly sucked by my mother's warm, moist vagina. I enjoyed the wonderful sensation of the tender flesh inside her vagina undulating and sucking on my penis. I couldn't help but say, "Oh...oh...Mom...your pussy...sucks so tight...mmm..."

"Oh...mmm...Tie Niu...ah...you're going to kill Mom..." Hearing my mother's moans, I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. My mother also held her breath, swaying her body from side to side, matching my movements.

With experience and my mother's active cooperation, the climax came quickly. The tingling and pleasurable sensation from the point where our genitals met spread throughout our bodies, causing our bodies to spasm and convulse again and again, our passion reaching a climax of perfect harmony. My mother hugged my back tightly and moaned weakly, "So good...oh...Mom's going to die...oh...it feels so good..."

The bed creaked, Mom cried out, I gasped, and the whole room was filled with intense lust.

"Mom... I'm going to cum... thrust... oh... thrust your ass up... oh..." My urgency awakened Mom's desire, and my trembling transmitted through my penis into her body.

Instantly, Mom arched her buttocks, and her vagina spasmed violently with the trembling of my penis. The powerful suction inside her vagina gripped my swollen glans tightly, and a gush of even hotter lustful fluid gushed out, drenching my glans. A scalding pleasure spread through my body like an electric current. I

couldn't help but gasp, my thighs twitched, my penis trembled continuously, suddenly swelled, and began the final sprint. Because of the two consecutive ejaculations, my semen seemed to be hidden deeper and more concentrated. A burst of semen, like a jet of water shot from a high-pressure water gun, gushed out from my swollen penis with a "whoosh," pouring deep into my mother's vagina...

"Ah...it's burning me...ah..." My mother let out a shrill scream, bringing our savage and primal intercourse to an ultimate climax!

"Creak, creak..." The bed seemed to be breaking.

"Huff, huff..." I breathed heavily, feeling my vas deferens dilate and become even hotter, the last few spurts of semen somewhat hesitant.

"Ah...oh..." My mother moaned in her dying breath.

I could clearly feel my mother's labia gripping my penis tightly, her vagina sucking on my glans, her cervix swallowing my semen; my mother's buttocks arching back, her waist twisting, her shoulders twitching, her hands trembling, her gums chattering; my mother's whole body was trembling with extreme pleasure. The intense climax lasted for over ten minutes before Mom's convulsing body slowly subsided. Our bellies were soaked with our sticky sweat, vaginal fluid, and Mom's milk.

A battle of spirit and flesh, humanity's most primal and taboo war, slowly came to a halt after my frenzied ejaculation. Mom was paralyzed with ecstasy, and my tired, heavy, and rapid breathing echoed in her ears. Gradually, the sweat stopped flowing, and her breathing became more normal. I gently kissed Mom's damp hair, kissed her eyes and cherry lips, still savoring the afterglow of her climax…

(The End)

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