[Urban] My Mother, Still Charming Even in Her Middle Ages (Complete) - 10-12

As usual, at 5:30 in the morning

,

Ah-Ming woke up on his own without an alarm clock. After lingering in bed for five minutes, he got up at 5:35 and went straight into the kitchen to make breakfast - fried eggs.

The whole family loves Ah-Ming's fried eggs, especially freshly fried ones. He drizzles soy sauce on a hot pan, and the aroma of the soy sauce, combined with the smooth egg cake, makes the whole family never get tired of it. This is the taste of the dish.

At 5:40, Li-Zhen also got up. After getting up, Li-Zhen spread butter on a thick slice of toast, steamed it in an electric cooker until soft, and then went to her children's rooms to wake them up one by one. The day began like this.

After the whole family had a hearty meal, at 7:00, Ah-Ming sent his two daughters who were in junior high school and his son who was in sixth grade to school. When he returned home, Li-Zhen had already boiled water and was waiting for Ah-Ming to make tea. Usually, after Ah-Ming made tea, he would leave for work around 8:00.

Lizhen is a housewife. Every day, as A-Ming starts making tea, Lizhen puts the clothes in the washing machine, and after the machine spins, she drinks tea with A-Ming.

Today is a little different… Just as A-Ming is pouring the first brew of tea into the tea tray, he sees Lizhen walking in from the back balcony with a pair of underwear: “Honey, look!” Lizhen hands the underwear to A-Ming and says, “This morning when I woke our son up, I felt something was off… In this hot weather, your precious son was still tightly covered by a light blanket, looking flustered. I knew something was wrong!”

A-Ming takes the underwear, and Lizhen continues, “Your precious son washed two pairs of underwear today. The other pair is fine, but this one… Take a look yourself…”

A-Ming looks at the underwear and finds a milky white sticky substance inside; he brings it to his nose and smells a strong, fishy odor of semen.

In an instant, Ah Ming understood what was going on and laughed, saying, "What's the big deal? It's just our son growing up, having a wet dream in his pants, what's so strange about that?"

"How do you know it was a wet dream? Not masturbation? I think we should have a good talk with him after he gets off school tonight..."

"Wife... girls getting their first period, boys having wet dreams, it's just shy adolescence; don't make such a fuss, don't scare our darling!"

Ah Ming continued,

"If it were masturbation, he would have cleaned it up properly, wouldn't leave it like this in his pants, leaving you evidence, right?"

Li Zhen rolled her eyes at Ah Ming and said, "Whatever~~~ You should talk to him tonight..."

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to Ah Hui tonight... Come on

, let's have some tea..." Ah Ming happily brewed tea, thinking to himself, "My son's grown up. He's only in sixth grade, but he's already pregnant..."

While brewing tea, the couple chatted as usual, without mentioning Ah Hui again...

After finishing the tea, Ah Ming went to work happily, thinking, "Today's Friday, and tomorrow and the day after are holidays; I can plan a fun time for the whole family..."

Li Zhen looked at her cheerful husband, wondering what he was thinking, but she was still a little nervous. Her son had ejaculated in his pants—what should she do? Was this normal? When Li Zhen was young, although she had older brothers, her parents had never taught her how to deal with teenage boys. Looking at her cheerful husband, Li Zhen wondered, "Am I really being too nervous, overthinking things?"

That evening, the whole family gathered for dinner, which Li Zhen had carefully prepared. As usual, the children shared stories of their school days, and Li Zhen and Ah Ming occasionally offered their opinions and views. The family chatted and ate together.

But Lizhen was absent-minded, occasionally reminding Aming of today's events with her eyes, while Aming seemed to ignore her, focusing instead on his children's conversation.

Just as everyone was finishing their meal, Aming suddenly changed the subject and said, "Um... after dinner, everyone take a shower early. After showering, Dad has something to tell you all..."

"What is it?" asked the eldest daughter, Xiaowen.

"Dad~~ what is it?" asked the youngest daughter, Xiaoli.

"Let Dad keep you in suspense... you'll know after you've showered!" Aming replied mysteriously.

Lizhen glared at Aming, while Aming responded with a smile.

(02) After the educational

meal, Lizhen and Xiaoli cleaned up the leftovers, Xiaowen went to take a shower as promised, and Ahui slipped back to his room.

Aming strolled over to Ahui's room and saw Ahui diligently doing his homework. Aming's three children usually listened to their parents very well, and although their school grades weren't top-notch, they were all in the top five.

In the eyes of the neighbors, Ahui was gentle and polite, while Xiaowen and Xiaoli were dignified and graceful; all three were considered well-behaved children by the neighbors.

Ahui noticed his father and called out in a slightly coquettish tone, "Dad~~~"

"Hmm~~ Do you have a lot of homework?"

"Not too much, but I'm almost finished..." "Hmm~~ Good...good boy...keep it up!"

Aming, thinking of his son's wet dream last night, happily patted his son's head, looked at Ahui's homework for a while, and left Ahui's room with satisfaction.

At this moment, Lizhen and Xiaoli finished tidying up the table and tableware. It was Xiaoli's turn to take a shower. Lizhen saw A-Ming and quickly asked, "What are you going to talk about later? It's not about what happened this morning, is it?"

A-Ming smiled and said, "Yes... that thing."

Lizhen was a little surprised and quickly asked, "In front of the whole family? Is that okay? A-Hui, won't you be embarrassed?"

A-Ming's smile became even more charming: "No, it's time to talk to the kids about sex!"

"That... how embarrassing..."

A-Ming hugged Lizhen and said, "We're family, what's there to be embarrassed about? Is someone in the family a monster?"

Lizhen thought for a moment and said, "That's true..." "

I just got off work and I rented a movie. I'll let everyone watch it together later!"

"What movie?" Lizhen asked curiously.

"An adult film..." A-Ming replied mysteriously.

"A romantic movie? Are there any action movies with romance in them?"

"You'll find out soon, honey... but whatever I say later, you have to support me!"

"You're my husband, of course I'll support you..." Lizhen nodded in response to her husband.

A little after eight, the whole family finished showering and gathered in the master bedroom. Lizhen and her two daughters sat on the bed, while A-Ming sat on a beanbag chair. As soon as A-Hui entered, A-Ming said to him, "A-Hui, come here... let Dad hug you..."

Hearing this, A-Hui lay down in his father's arms, hugging his father and looking at his mother and sisters.

"Dad, what's up?" Xiaoli asked, looking at A-Ming.

"Hmm... it's like this... Ah Hui, hold on tight to Daddy, what Daddy has to tell you... is like this..."

Seeing Xiao Wen and Xiao Li looking even more puzzled, A Ming smiled and said...

"Today, when Mom was doing laundry..." A Ming said this, and then felt Ah Hui shudder.

A Ming continued,

"...she found that Ah Hui washed two pairs of underwear, and one of them had... Ah Hui, do you want to tell us what it is?"

Ah Hui hugged his father tightly, pressing his face against his father's chest, without saying a word. "Dad, what?

Did your little brother poop in his pants?" Xiao Wen joked.

"No..." A-Ming continued with a smile, "A-Hui, did you have a wet dream last night? Or did you masturbate? Tell Daddy..."

A-Hui's ears turned red, and he buried his face in his father's chest, shouting loudly, "Dad~~~"

"Oh~~ Brother~~ You're disgusting..." Xiao-Wen exclaimed as well, then hugged her mother, Li-Zhen.

"Dad~ What is that?" Xiao-Li asked innocently, not knowing what was going on.

"A-Hui... lift your head, Mom and Dad aren't blaming you for anything, don't be afraid..."

Encouraged by his father, A-Hui slowly raised his red head... and

glanced ...

"Listen up, everyone, when a boy matures, his body produces sperm; just like when a girl matures, she has menstruation... Xiao-Wen, Xiao-Li, haven't you both started menstruating?" "

Um..." A-Ming's two daughters answered.

"So, when you got your periods, did anyone in the family laugh at you?"

Xiaowen and Xiaoli thought for a moment and answered together, "No~~"

Then A-Ming continued,

"A man's testicles produce sperm, which is then stored in the seminal vesicles for later use; but when too much sperm is produced, it will be released during sleep at night; this is something a person cannot control, just like a girl's period is uncontrollable, do you understand now?"

After hearing his father's explanation, A-Hui finally felt relieved and looked up at his father with admiration. A-Ming continued, "So, A-Hui, you don't need to feel embarrassed, do you understand now?"

"Dad~~ Have you ever had that too?" A-Hui asked his father.

"Of course Dad has had wet dreams too... so there's nothing shameful about it..."

A-Hui answered happily, "Thank you, Dad..."

At this moment, Li-Zhen breathed a sigh of relief... and said, "A-Hui~~ If you feel unwell, you should tell an adult... don't keep it to yourself, understand?"

"Yes~~" A-Hui answered his mother. Ah Ming continued, "Ah Hui, you have a wet dream, that's something to celebrate! It means your body has matured, you can get a girl pregnant, just like a girl having her period means she can get pregnant and have a baby..."

"Also, Xiao Wen's reaction just now was wrong!" Ah Ming added.

"Dad~~~" Xiao Wen called out.

Ah Ming looked at Xiao Wen and continued,

"Sex isn't dirty. Only people with dirty hearts think sex is dirty..." "

Our ancient philosopher Gaozi also said, 'Food and sex are human nature!' Sex is like eating, a basic human need, so how can sex be dirty?

But because most people are shy and dare not talk about sex directly; over time, some people say it's dirty, and then no one comes out to defend 'sex,' and slowly, some educators come to believe that 'sex' is dirty!" "

What Dad wants to tell you all today is this important point..."

"Dad~~" Xiaowen called out to her father again.

Then, A-Ming suddenly stood up, and A-Hui had no choice but to stand up too... A moment later, A-Ming stripped naked, standing before the whole family.

"Ah~~ Husband... how could you do this..." Li-Zhen said embarrassedly.

"Dad~~" Xiaowen shouted loudly again; Xiao-Li, embarrassed, looked shyly at her naked father. A-Hui also stared wide-eyed at his father; watching A-Ming's penis slowly harden and rise...

In a short while, A-Ming's penis was fully engorged, forming a perfect 15-degree angle with his body, veins bulging, a magnificent glans nodding to the whole family. A-Ming said, "So? Do you all think Dad's body is dirty?"

A-Ming asked his wife and two daughters, his erect penis erect.

The whole family fell silent, and after a while, they watched A-Ming's thick penis slowly throbbing.

"Ahui, come on... If you don't think Daddy is dirty, take off all your clothes and stand naked in front of your dear family..."

Ahui thought for a moment, then started taking off his clothes. Soon, he was naked in front of the whole family, his penis standing tall and proud, looking at his mother and two sisters. Although his penis wasn't as big or thick as his father's, it was quite sexy with his sparse pubic hair.

"Husband~~~" Lizhen called out in a slightly softened tone. She looked at her son's penis, which was proudly raised, and swallowed hard. Then her heart fluttered...

A little while later, Xiaoli also started taking off her clothes... Then, naked, she looked at her father and called out, "Dad~~".

"Hmm~~ Good girl..." Aming said encouragingly.

"Dad~~ It's not dirty... I also want to be naked in front of my family..." Xiaowen said, breaking free from her mother's embrace and starting to take off her clothes.

"Wife~~ didn't you say you supported me?" A-Ming teased Li-Zhen...

Li-Zhen glanced at her son's penis again, slowly got up, and began to take off her clothes... In a short while, the whole family was naked and exposed to each other.

(03) Going home

"Hmm~~ good... Now our family can really see each other openly, without any barriers. Mom and Dad love you, just like you love Mom and Dad." A-Ming said with satisfaction.

"Girls attract boys, so boys' penises get hard... Boys also attract girls, so..."

"Xiao-Wen, touch your vagina yourself, is it wet?" A-Ming turned to ask his eldest daughter.

Xiao-Wen did not move, but nodded and said, "Yes... very wet... why?"

"That's because your body wants... penetration... so it's wet..." Li-Zhen interjected.

"Is Mom's wet?" Xiao-Li asked Li-Zhen again.

"Mom's... is also... wet... husband~~" Li-Zhen replied.

"Okay... Dad has prepared a DVD for everyone to watch. Ah Hui, just bear with it and watch it all..."

Ah Ming said, turning on the 46-inch plasma TV and DVD player in the bedroom and starting to play the "adult film" he had rented that day.

Li Zhen, Xiao Wen, and Xiao Li sat back down on the bed, while Ah Hui, at his father's prompting, squeezed between Li Zhen and Xiao Li, leaning against his mother's smooth body. Xiao Li leaned against her younger brother. Ah Ming himself sat back on his beanbag chair, and the whole family, naked, began to watch the film.

The film was a Western movie, depicting a pair of twin girls having sex with two white men. Except for Ah Ming, the other four family members were seeing naked sexual intercourse for the first time. All four stared wide-eyed at the screen; they saw Ah Hui's penis, hard and red, which he was pinching with his hand, and clear fluid secreted from his prostate was leaking from his urethra. His penis was trembling slightly.

Lizhen excitedly rubbed her clitoris slowly, breathing heavily... As for the two little girls, Xiaowen kept her legs tightly clamped together... panting heavily, her face flushed.

Xiaoli... looked at her father's large penis, then at her brother's small penis, then at

the thrusting on TV...

one hand pressing hard against her genitals...

Ah Ming looked towards the bed and saw Li Zhen looking at him with extremely mournful eyes. Her expression could only be described as pleading; her eyebrows, like the female lead in the film, were perfectly shaped like the character "八" (eight).

In fact, every girl in the room now had eyebrows in a lewd "八" shape; Ah Ming was extremely satisfied.

The 5.1 channel speakers continuously blared the passionate sounds from the film…

"Yes…yes…fuck me…hoooo…yes…"

"Come baby…yes…come baby!"

Looking at Li Zhen again, he saw her inserting two fingers into her tender vagina…moving them back and forth; Ah Hui, who now watched less TV and more of his mother's performances… had a look of horror on his face.

At this moment, Ah Ming, with his hard penis erect, picked up the remote and stopped the film…

"Dad~~" Xiao Wen, Xiao Li, and Ah Hui called out together.

A-Ming smiled and said to his family,

"Xiao-Wen, Xiao-Li, you two go to the living room and wait for Daddy. Daddy will be here soon... Be good... Be good..."

Xiao-Wen and Xiao-Li pouted and left the room. "Husband~~ I... I want..." Li-Zhen pleaded sweetly with A-Ming.

"Wife~~ Tonight, let A-Hui accompany you... You have to teach A-Hui... everything in the video... okay?"

"This... This is incest..." Li-Zhen said excitedly. "Having a child with Xiaowen and Xiaoli is incest... Ahui having a child with Xiaowen and Xiaoli is incest, but you and Ahui are just letting Ahui return to the place where he was born, how is that incest?"

Lizhen wanted to say something, but Aming interrupted, "Tonight, you should play with our precious son, play to your heart's content, forget about worldly morality, and I'll explain it to you tomorrow, okay?"

Lizhen breathed heavily, her face flushed, and looked at Aming... softly calling out, "Husband~~"

Aming kissed Lizhen, then turned to Ahui and said, "Ahui, tonight Mom is yours, you can do anything to Mom in the movies... okay?"

"Thank you, Dad..." Ahui said excitedly.

Then... Aming left the room and closed the door.

After watching his father leave, Ah-hui turned back to look at Li-zhen, then made a swallowing motion and said hoarsely, "Mom~~ I love you... Mom~~ Last night... I dreamt about you... and then,

Mom... I felt so uncomfortable... I dreamt I was holding you... and then I felt so sad... When I woke up this morning...

I found... that..." Li-zhen listened, excitedly hugging her son and kissing his forehead.

"What did you dream about your mother like? Was it the same as in the video?"

"Mom~~" Ah-hui called out again.

Then, Ah Hui naturally began kissing his mother's breasts...

"Oh~~ good son... you grew up eating from there, keep eating... eat harder... oh~~"

Li Zhen watched her son sucking on her breasts with satisfaction... and exclaimed excitedly...

Encouraged by his mother, Ah Hui began to press his mother down on the bed, rubbing his hard penis against her clitoris, while his mouth greedily sucked on his mother's breasts, making soft sucking sounds; Li Zhen squeezed the base of her breasts with both hands, as if hoping to squeeze out milk for her beloved son, her eyes constantly watching her son greedily sucking on her breasts, her mouth unable to help but moan: "Oh... oh~~ eat harder... Mommy feeds you... suck harder,... good son..."

Perhaps because Li Zhen's tender vagina secreted too much lustful fluid, Ah Hui's rubbing motion accidentally

caused his entire penis to penetrate his mother's tender vagina; Li Zhen cried out:

"Ah~~~ Son... I'm home... My good son... I'm finally home... Harder...

Ah~ Ah~ Son... I'm back where I was born... My precious son..."

"Mom~~ So warm... So comfortable... Mom... I love you... Mom..."

"Don't stop sucking, son... Suck harder... Push harder... Thrust harder...

Son... Mom is yours..."

Now, Ah Hui, just like the male protagonist in the video, had a penis thrusting in and

out of his mother's tender vagina...

At this moment, the door opened, and Ah Ming, with his two daughters in his arms, entered the room naked. "Husband... Look... Our... baby... is... inside me... Husband... I feel so good~~"

At this moment, Xiao Wen and Xiao Li also got into bed, carefully watching their brother fucking their mother's...

"Xiao Wen, Xiao Li, you can rub the places your father just licked to make yourselves happy..."

The two little girls heard this and began to masturbate while watching their brother and mother's performance.

Ah Hui thrust a few more times and began to cry out, "Mom~~ I can't take it anymore... Mom~~ I can't stand it~~ Mom~~ Ah... Ah... Ah..."

"Pull it out... Ah Hui... Pull it out quickly... No, don't ejaculate inside..."

Li Zhen said, pushing Ah Hui forcefully. When Ah Ming saw this, he immediately rushed forward and pushed his son's buttocks forcefully, preventing his son's penis from leaving Li Zhen's beautiful vagina; then, Ah Hui's body trembled...

It seemed that Ah Hui had ejaculated, shooting all of his hot semen into his mother's body...

Ah Hui then lay on top of his mother, panting heavily... slowly calling out, "Mom~~ Mom~~"

"I'm dying~~ Mom is in her fertile period, she'll get pregnant..." Li Zhen said in a panic.

Upon hearing this, Ah Ming's penis became even harder. Ah Ming gently said to Li Zhen, "Wife, I want you to have our precious son's child..."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhen said with tears in her eyes, "Husband~~ I...I...I've committed incest..."

Then, Li Zhen started crying... "Husband...I've committed incest with our son...Do you...still love me?

Husband~~"

"Mom~~I love you..." Ah Hui said, hugging his mother tightly.

The two little girls, seeing their mother crying, immediately hugged her as well.

"Come on...get up, let's all form a circle..." Ah Ming said to himself, ignoring his crying wife.

(04)

Gradually, Li Zhen stopped crying, and everyone sat naked on the bed, forming a circle; after Li Zhen sat up, the semen her son had ejaculated inside her slowly flowed from her vaginal opening... Upon seeing this, Ah Ming's heart pounded several times... Ah Ming was even more determined to have his wife pregnant with their son's child.

Ah Ming cleared his throat, his hard, erect penis pointing upwards, and said, "Listen up, everyone..." "

From now on, our family will be sexually open... Starting Friday nights, it will be our family's sex day. I've decreed that from today onwards, every Friday when everyone comes home, except in special circumstances, the whole family must meet naked until Sunday... And all five of us can have sex with each other anytime... Is that okay?"

"Okay~~ I agree..." Ah Hui was the first to chime in.

"Dad~~ I haven't had my fill yet... I saw in the movie, and just now Mom looked so good, I want to have my fill too..." Xiao Wen said softly.

"Yeah... I want to have my fill too..." Xiao Li echoed her sister.

"Okay~~ I'll make you feel good later... okay?" A-Ming replied to his daughter.

"Okay~~" Xiao-Wen answered excitedly.

"Me too..." Xiao-Li quickly replied as well.

When A-Ming looked at Li-Zhen, Li-Zhen called out to A-Ming softly, "Husband~~"

"Wife, I ask you to let go of the shackles in your heart... You are the mother of this family. If you give birth to our son's child, we can raise it and register the child. You just need to focus on enjoying sex, okay?"

Li-Zhen nodded slowly. A-Ming saw Li-Zhen's vulva and became inexplicably excited again.

He then said,

"Wife, from now on, I will not have sex with you anymore until you are pregnant with our son's child; A-Hui, starting today, I want you to sleep with your mother every day until your mother is pregnant with your child, understand?"

"Okay... thank you, Dad..." A-Hui said happily to his father.

"Husband~~" Li-Zhen called out to A-Ming softly again.

"Wife~~ I love you, and that will never change... Believe me; I want you to have a baby for our darling, because that makes me so excited... Okay?" Lizhen finally nodded slowly.

Aming then said to the whole family with satisfaction:

"Our family is sexually open, but that's only within the family. You three kids, when you're outside, you absolutely cannot tell anyone about what happens at home, understand? Not even your best friends, understand?" "

Understood..." Xiaowen, Xiaoli, and Ahui answered in unison.

"And... Ah Hui, sex must be consensual, no matter who it is; it's like...

picking your nose. Picking your nose might feel good, but you wouldn't want someone forcibly picking your nose without your consent,

right? Do you understand?"

"Yes, Dad~~ I won't force anyone to have sex with me."

"Good... Also, you can't let your sisters get pregnant before they're fully grown. If you have sex with your sisters and it's not during your safe period, you must wear a condom, understand?" "

Yes~~ I understand." "

These rules are to ensure everyone can enjoy sex safely and happily; don't let sex hurt you. As long as you follow these principles, you won't get hurt and can enjoy it to your heart's content..."

"Finally, I hope that you three kids won't be thinking about 'sex' all the time while you're in school...

It's like eating; even if you love food, you shouldn't be thinking about it all the time, right?"

"Yes~~ I understand, Dad..." The three kids answered Ah Ming in unison.

"Okay~~ Next... shall Daddy and Mommy lead everyone in some fun?"

"Okay!" The three children answered excitedly upon hearing their father's words.

Then, Ah-Ming and Li-Zhen began teaching the three children how to lick a vagina and how to taste a penis; Ah-Ming also personally taught his son how to fuck his mother and what positions they could use.

Under their parents' guidance, Xiao-Wen and Xiao-Li were dripping with lust, constantly hoping their father would deflower them. The two little girls kept squeezing their small breasts in distress; especially when their father was instructing their younger brother on how to fuck their mother, the two girls blushed and moaned repeatedly... In the end, the two sisters had no choice but to lick each other's vaginas in the 69 position to temporarily satisfy their physical needs.

Under his parents' guidance, Ahui ejaculated again inside his mother...

After Ahui's penis withdrew from his mother's body, his two older sisters, one eagerly sucking on her brother's penis and the other eagerly licking their mother's vagina; both sisters were focused on tasting the mixture of their brother's semen and their mother's vaginal fluids.

Aming was overjoyed, especially since he would soon be able to play with his daughters' bodies, which excited him even more.

Aming pondered in his mind:

"Should I fuck Xiaowen first? Or Xiaoli? Xiaowen is prettier, Xiaoli is cuter... Xiaowen is more beautiful, Xiaoli is more adorable..."

In the end, Aming decided that the two sisters would play rock-paper-scissors to decide... whoever won would get to fuck first...

After a while, the two sisters licked the love fluids from their brother's and mother's genitals clean, and Ahui's penis was erect again; Aming saw this and called his two daughters to the living room, letting Aming and his wife stay to enjoy their third sexual encounter.

Ah Ming led his daughters into the living room and sat down on the large sofa. Ah Ming asked, "Who wants Daddy to go first?"

"Me!" Xiao Wen and Xiao Li answered in unison.

"Daddy only has one penis, how can he put it in two holes at the same time?" Ah Ming replied with a smile.

"Daddy~~ put it in me first... I feel so uncomfortable..." Xiao Li said coquettishly.

"Daddy, put it in me first... I feel so uncomfortable too... my hole is so wet... it keeps leaking... Daddy~~~" Xiao Wen also said coquettishly.

"Heh... heh... I think... how about you two play rock-paper-scissors, the winner gets Daddy to go first!" Ah Ming said smugly.

"Okay..." the two sisters said angrily.

"I'll say it first... the loser can't cheat... whoever cheats... Daddy won't put it in today... I'll say it first...

" "

Okay..." the two sisters answered at the same time.

In the end, Xiao Li won... and then Xiao Wen sat down heavily on the sofa, her mouth pouting!

A-Ming looked at it, walked up to Xiao-Wen, and gave her a passionate kiss... Xiao-Wen stopped being angry.

Then, A-Ming picked up Xiao-Li, laid her flat on the sofa, held her ankles with both hands, and spread her legs apart. Xiao-Li's tender vulva was completely exposed to her father. A-Ming admired his little daughter's beautiful vulva. Suddenly, A-Ming thought of something... He asked Xiao-Wen to lie down next to her sister and spread her legs. A-Ming admired both of her tender vulvas at the same time.

(05) Deflowering

A-Ming began to lick his little daughter's vulva. His little daughter was already panting heavily... unconsciously calling out, "Dad... Dad... Dad..."

After confirming that his daughter had secreted enough vaginal fluid, A-Ming lifted his huge penis and pressed it against his daughter's tender vulva. Then, A-Ming began to lick his daughter's small breasts... "What does it feel like?" A-Ming asked.

"So...so tingly...so numb..." his daughter replied sweetly...

Ah Ming felt his glans getting wet, and he thought, "I can go in now..." Then, Ah Ming began kissing his daughter's ears, licking her earrings, and deliberately breathing heavily through his nose near her ear... Suddenly...

Ah Ming thrust his hips forward and

forcefully penetrated her...

"Ah~~~" Xiao Li cried out...

Ah Ming sensed something was wrong and looked down... Only half of his glans was inside; his daughter's vagina was too tight... A

first-year 's vagina...

seemed unable to accommodate Ah Ming's huge penis.

"Dad~~~ It hurts~~~ Dad..."

"Bear with it... You'll feel good soon..." Ah Ming replied in a low voice, showing no mercy; Ah Ming used his strong hands to grab his daughter's slender waist, and then with all his might, he forcefully thrust his large penis into his daughter's tender vagina.

Ah Ming knew that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one… and in the process… he saw Xiao Li, her mouth and eyes wide open… gripping her father's hand tightly… letting out

a long scream of “Ah ...

The entire thing was inside… Xiaowen, watching from the side, gaped in astonishment…

“Dad!… It’s so full… Dad… I’m so full… Dad~~~” Xiaoli cried out again…

A-Ming stopped… looking at his panicked little daughter… he said, “If you don’t feel any pain anymore, just tell Daddy…” The little daughter nodded…

Then, A-Ming began to suckle his daughter’s small breasts, licking her neck, earlobes, and sucking on her earlobes; slowly, Xiaoli began to react…

“Hmm… Hmm… Hmph… Hmm…”

“Ah… Hmm… Dad… Hmm”

“Dad… Dad… It’s itchy… Dad… I… I… Insert… Dad…”

“Dad… It’s so itchy inside… Dad…”

After receiving these hints, A-Ming… slowly withdrew his penis…

“Dad! Don’t go!!!” Xiaoli cried out immediately after sensing this!

A-Ming looked at Xiaoli and

saw her eyebrows forming a “V” shape on her face! A-Ming’s lust intensified… This expression… wasn’t it the expression of someone begging to be fucked?

Ah Ming began his piston-like movements, his penis thrusting in and out of his daughter's tight, tender vagina.

Now, every time Ah Ming penetrated, Xiao Li would moan softly, "Ah~"...

"Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Dad... Ah~ Good... Ah~~ So comfortable... Ah~~"

"Dad~~~ Hurry up... Let it be my turn, Dad~~" Xiao Wen, watching from the side, was itching with desire and impatiently urged him on.

Ah Ming ignored his eldest daughter's requests and continued thrusting into his younger daughter; but his younger daughter's vagina was far too tight, far beyond Ah Ming's expectations; fucking his daughter required more effort than fucking his wife.

After a while, his daughter's breathing became very rapid, her cheeks flushed red, like a ripe apple!

Xiaowen stopped urging her. She stared, stunned, at her sister who was fully aroused and about to climax. She had never seen her sister with such an expression before. Her father's strong arms gripped her sister's slender waist, his powerful hips swaying back and forth, his engorged penis thrusting in and out of her. Her sister's delicate labia were squeezed almost to a thin line by her father's enormous penis. All of this left Xiaowen speechless. She thought, "I want to offer my body to Dad too, to let him fuck me like this… It must feel so good, seeing my sister so comfortable she's almost unrecognizable…"

A moment later… her sister Xiaoli's body began to tremble involuntarily… Xiaoli seemed to be enduring

something …

her eyes were tightly closed, and a long "Eee~~~~~~~~" sound escaped her throat. A few seconds later…

"Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Dad~~~ I... I'm dead... Dad~~~ I... feel so... good~~~

Dad~~~"

"Dad~~ I'm dead... Dad~~"

Tears slowly streamed down Xiaoli's face as she shook her head and cried out. Seeing

this, A-Ming slowed down his thrusting and began kissing his daughter's flushed cheeks, gently cooling her

down...

Xiaowen, who had never tasted a penis before, knew what was going on. She urged her father again, "Dad~~ That's enough... It's my turn... Dad has been fucking my sister for so long... Dad~~~" Xiaowen said, shaking her father's arm. "

Okay~~~ Don't rush, it'll be your turn in a little while... My good daughter~~"

A-Ming said to Xiaowen, then whispered in Xiaoli's ear, "Go to the bathroom and rinse off the blood... Good girl~~"

"Mmm~~" Xiaoli replied contentedly.

A-Ming gestured for Xiao-Wen to lie down on the sofa in the same position as her sister. Then, he slowly withdrew his penis from Xiao-Li's body. His penis was covered in Xiao-Li's virginity and vaginal fluid, all mixed together…

Xiao-Wen looked at it and made a swallowing motion: “Dad~~~ love me!” she said to her father sweetly.

“I’m coming… my darling daughter…” A-Ming said, and then Xiao-Li pressed toilet paper against her genitals and ran to the bathroom.

Next, A-Ming began rubbing his penis against Xiao-Wen's clitoris. The moment their genitals touched, Xiao-Wen trembled. Her beloved father was finally going to enjoy her body; this made Xiao-Wen's breathing quicken, and her virgin vagina began to secrete copious amounts of fluid, preparing for her father's large penis to penetrate her. "Daughter...bear with it..."

Hearing her father say this, Xiaowen felt a surge of pride. She then felt something warm pressing against her entrance, followed by a tearing sensation from her groin... "Ouch! Dad!" Like her sister, Xiaowen gripped her father's arm

tightly

and cried out...

In the master bedroom, Ahui lay on top of his mother, breathing heavily. Tonight, Ahui had already ejaculated three times inside his mother.

Lizhen, under the stimulation of her son's penis, had also reached an orgasm. Lizhen gently stroked Ahui's hair, enjoying the penis still inside her, that intimate connection with her son, feeling each other's physical throbbing. For Lizhen, this wasn't the first time; the first time was when she was pregnant with Ahui.

Lizhen was moved to tears because she knew she might be pregnant again, carrying the son who had once been inside her, the son for whom she was willing to give everything.

Ah Hui slowly sucked on Li Zhen's nipple again. Li Zhen lowered her head and looked at her son, whose penis was still inside her, with loving eyes. Li Zhen felt happy, and all of this was thanks to her husband, Ah Ming.
05-05

(06) Climax

In the living room, Xiao Wen's face was already showing "eight" shaped eyebrows; Xiao Wen looked at her father, who made her feel good, with an admiring look. She didn't want to scream, but every time her father inserted his penis all the way in, it felt like an electric shock deep in her vagina, forcing her to scream involuntarily!

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

Xiao Wen's breathing had been adjusted to the same frequency as her father's thrusting. When her father pulled out, Xiao Wen would inhale, and when her father inserted it all the way in, Xiao Wen would involuntarily exhale from her throat... "Ah~" she cried out.

Xiaowen felt a tightness in her vagina, a sensation she had never experienced before. The pain from her ruptured hymen had completely disappeared, and her vaginal opening was now numb, so she felt no pain at all. But the tightness, the feeling of being tightly enveloped by her father, combined with the electric shock sensation each time he penetrated to the end, filled Xiaowen with immense excitement. "So this is what sex is like!"

Xiaowen thought to herself.

A-Ming lowered his head and began to fondle his daughter's small breasts. The moment A-Ming began to suckle, Xiaowen felt a tingling sensation. "Ah~~~ Dad... Dad... Ah~~~" Xiaowen involuntarily hugged her father's head tightly.

Now, all of Xiaowen's senses were concentrated deep inside her vagina and her nipples. The tingling sensation combined with the electric shock sensation made Xiaowen involuntarily shake her head, every nerve in her body tense. She was just waiting for her father to release her!

Xiaowen noticed her younger sister was watching, but she felt no shame. This only spurred her to shout even louder: "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Dad... Ah~~ I... Ah~~ So good... Dad~~ Harder..."

"Dad~~~ Harder... Thrust~~ Dad~~ Thrust into me~~ Harder~~"

A-Ming was almost frantic. Although his daughter's vagina was tight, A-Ming fucked her faster and harder, sucking on her breasts without any mercy, while his other hand kneaded them forcefully. A-Ming also felt his ejaculation gate tightening more and more. He knew he was about to ejaculate!

In the master bedroom, Lizhen and Ahui also heard Xiaowen's cries...

"Do you want to watch how your dad plays with your sister?" Lizhen asked her son in a gentle voice.

Ahui's penis started to harden again upon hearing this... "No, I want to do it to Mom again..."

Lizhen was startled; her husband had never been so vigorous before. But after thinking for a moment, Lizhen said to Ahui, "No! You've already ejaculated three times today... You need to be careful. Mom will give you more tomorrow, but Mom won't allow you to ejaculate again today!" "

Okay~~" Ahui replied listlessly, looking at his mother.

And so, the mother and son, naked, entered the living room. Ah Ming's hips swayed rapidly back and forth, his enormous penis thrusting in and out of Xiao Wen's body. Xiao Wen trembled and moaned, "Ah~~ Ah~~ Ah~~ Dad~~ I'm going to die… Dad~~ I can't take it anymore~~ Mom… I… I'm going to die~~"

Ah Ming breathed heavily… "Fuck~ fuck~ I'll give you pleasure~~ I… fuck~~ fuck… my daughter… my

beautiful hole~~"

Seeing her daughter being so wantonly manipulated by her husband, Li Zhen was overwhelmed by the shock. She felt something slowly flowing down her thighs! Looking down, she saw her son's semen mixed with her own vaginal fluid…

After a while, Xiao Wen couldn't take it anymore. She felt every nerve in her body stretched to its limit. She tensed her entire body to resist, and suddenly… deep inside her vagina, it was like an explosion. Her whole body trembled violently, and then, in that instant, all her nerves vanished! Her whole body felt like it had left her body, floating up...

Then, she felt a surge of hot liquid enter her vagina, like a massage, and Xiaowen felt incredibly

comfortable...

She felt her father's penis throbbing inside her, like a thread pulling her heart to its rhythm!

It turned out that at the moment Xiaowen reached her climax, A-Ming also ejaculated; A-Ming shot all his semen into his daughter's body, slowly pulling out, then suddenly thrusting in hard, ejaculating a stream of semen with each thrust... This cycle repeated several times.

Lizhen felt a pang of jealousy... because her husband used to fuck her like this, that hot semen should have been inside her vagina; it should have been the fluid from Lizhen's vagina, but now it was being poured into her daughter's body! "Husband~~~" Lizhen called out sweetly to A-Ming!

A-Ming ignored her, instead beginning to French kiss his daughter, kissing his beautiful daughter passionately. He didn't want to pull out his penis, because he wanted to linger a little longer, to enjoy his daughter's tight vagina.

After a while, their lips parted...

"Dad~~ thank you... I feel so good... thank you Dad!" Xiaowen said sweetly.

"Dad~~ I felt so good just now too... thank you Dad!" Xiaoli chimed in from the side.

"Hmm~~" A-Ming answered, then turned to look at Lizhen and A-Hui and asked, "Wife~~ did our son make you feel good today?"

Lizhen, who was jealous, heard this and realized that her son had also tried his best to make her happy today, so she nodded with some relief... "Hmm~~ thank you husband..."

(07) Family Reunion

That night, A-Hui slept in the same bed with his mother; A-Ming, on the other hand, slept in the guest room with his two daughters in his arms.

Before going to sleep, A-Ming had sex with each of his two daughters once more, sending them to heaven, before finally resting and going to sleep.

Just as A-Ming said, the whole family began to enjoy sex to the fullest; the shackles in Lizhen's heart slowly disappeared.

Now, every Friday after work and school, unless the women are menstruating, the whole family is naked together. They often watch porn together, discussing the plot, or even engaging in sexual acts while watching.

The family now prefers Japanese films, especially those with incestuous plots. So, following the storylines, sometimes the son has sex with his sister, sometimes with his mother, sometimes with his daughter, and Ah-Ming has gradually started playing with his son.

At first, father and son would bathe together, then Ah-Ming would masturbate his son; soon, Ah-Hui would also give his father oral sex, or the father would give his son oral sex; the family's fun has become more diverse, including sisters, mother and daughter, father and son, and siblings engaging in sexual acts.

Less than three weeks into the affair, Lizhen became pregnant. During this time, A-Ming hadn't touched Lizhen at all, so it was certain she was carrying a son. The whole family celebrated wildly upon hearing the news. Xiaowen and Xiaoli, knowing their mother was pregnant with their brother's child, were also eager to conceive with their father. However, A-Ming insisted against it, believing that at the very least, both daughters should be entering the workforce.

Ten months later, Lizhen gave birth to a baby boy… and the father, of course, was A-Ming registered as the father. A-Hui, then a first-year junior high student, looked at his brother and son with a mixture of understanding and confusion; Lizhen and A-Ming, on the other hand, were beaming with joy.

Not long after, through A-Hui's efforts, Lizhen became pregnant again, again with a son. The whole family hoped Lizhen could give birth to a daughter for their son. The tenth-week prenatal checkup confirmed that this time, the baby in Lizhen's womb was indeed a girl. Hearing this news, the whole family was overjoyed once more.

A-Ming and Lizhen's family thus enjoyed their family bliss. That day, while changing his grandson's diaper, A-Ming looked at his grandson's little penis and thought, "When will this kid have a wet dream? When he does, he should be able to get his two aunts and sisters pregnant, right?"
(Mommy's Lustful Hole (1-5)

Author: Landscape

Painting Prologue: The widowed mother

, Yu Tian Group President Wei Haotian, died.

The news immediately shocked society, becoming a hot topic of conversation among people from all walks of life.

This news itself wasn't anything special; people die every day, and Yu Tian Group was just a medium-sized conglomerate in a major northern city that made its fortune through investment. While not the best, it wasn't the worst either, but the death of its president wouldn't normally attract excessive attention. The reason

it became such a hot topic wasn't really because people have an inexplicable curiosity and enthusiasm when spreading rumors and gossip, and this event just happened to meet that condition.)

Wei Haotian, president of Yutian Group, is a legendary figure who built his empire from scratch. Starting as a street vendor, he rose to become one of the wealthiest men, his extraordinary vision and precise investment skills leading to countless tales of making a fortune out of thin air.

However, aside from this, people only know that he highly values his privacy. Wei Haotian is a very low-key person who dislikes exposing his private life. Everything about him is shrouded in mystery. Aside from his public appearances after his success, no one knows the truth about his past.

But nothing stays hidden forever. After persistent investigation by reporters, it was finally discovered that he is actually the third son of Wei Qingyu, a prominent figure in the business world, born out of wedlock.

During his lifetime, the Wei family was known for their social skills and shrewd business acumen. With beautiful wives and concubines, four sons, and five daughters, they were once incredibly wealthy and a leader in the business world. However, after his death, their fortunes crumbled. With the fall of Wei Qingyu, the family's wealth was squandered, and the descendants scattered like monkeys across

the land, disappearing without a trace. Surprisingly, a promising son, Wei Haotian, remained. Reporters also discovered that Wei Haotian had married a stunningly beautiful woman, Ji Shatong, and they had a lovely daughter, Wei Yiren. This added another layer of intrigue, sparking a flurry of speculation: who would inherit this vast fortune and the widowed mother? Qingkong observed the world silently, the breeze unchanged, the moon as white as frost.

01 Childhood Memories

"Strange, your scent seems different lately. It smells very pleasant. Are you wearing perfume?"

"No, why? Doesn't it smell bad?"

"No, it smells wonderful, a very alluring scent. Mommy loves this smell, that's why I asked you. Hmm? It really does smell different from before, especially these last two months, the smell has gotten stronger and stronger, strange?"

Mommy bent down and sniffed all over me. My heart was pounding, my eyes fixed on her full breasts through her open chest. My crotch bulged as if inflated, and I brushed against Mommy's smooth thigh.

"You little rascal! Aren't you afraid of getting a sty!"

Mommy blushed instantly and lightly spat at me. The phone rang, and she gave me a playful glare, her expression a half-smile. I immediately lowered my head in embarrassment. She chuckled and turned to answer the phone.

I sniffed my hands. Strange, Mommy just said my scent seems to have changed lately. No matter how I sniff, I can't smell anything wrong. Is something wrong? Oh well, whatever! While Mom was on the phone, I turned around and, with a slightly lewd smile, swiftly looked up to openly admire my mother, Wei Qingwu's, mature and alluring figure.

Tonight, Mom was wearing her new, off-white, thin-strapped, form-fitting silk nightgown. That nightgown looked incredibly sexy on her tall and alluring figure; her firm, full breasts stretched the smooth, off-white fabric, making her snow-white skin appear even more tender and tempting. I licked my lips, my mind filled with lewd and obscene thoughts.

My mother and I had always relied on each other; a 15-year-old boy and a 36-year-old beautiful woman—a common single-parent family in the big city.

Because there are no outsiders at home, Mom always dresses very casually, and then unintentionally exposes herself in front of me, keeping me constantly in a state of heightened excitement and arousal, and even spoiling my aesthetic sense. Now, when I go out and see those vulgar women, I feel like it's an injury to my eyesight.

Mom's nightgown is a designer piece, perfectly tailored, a low-cut one-piece style, made of a very thin and soft material, which fully accentuates the curves of a woman's beautiful figure, revealing yet sexy. When I look at her from behind, I always have the illusion that her slender waist looks so delicate.

Tonight, Mom has her hair up in a bun, revealing her beautiful, poetic neck, smooth shoulders, and a large expanse of sexy, alluring snow-white back. My gaze continues to follow the alluring curve of her waist downwards.

The hem of her pajamas only covered her thighs, barely concealing her small, pure white lace panties. Mom was 173 centimeters tall, and from behind, my gaze was fixed on her swaying, shapely buttocks and long, beautiful legs—a truly pleasing sight, stirring my imagination and making me want to reach out and touch them.

But the place I most wanted to place my hands on was Mom's high, firm breasts, almost bursting out of her pajamas. When she handed me the banana and smelled my scent, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she bent down, revealing a beautiful glimpse of her breasts beneath her pajamas.

Mom habitually unhooked her bra when she put on her pajamas, and those two round, snow-white, full breasts, accompanied by her alluring fragrance, swayed before my eyes. The two rosy nipples were faintly visible, almost making me spit a nosebleed into her deep cleavage.

Seeing Mom's smiling face, the tempting way she ate her banana in small bites, I honestly wanted to offer my big banana to her mouth so she could have a bite, one after another.

I've been wondering, has Mom simply ignored the psychological and physical changes in her virile son? Or is she secretly harboring illicit thoughts of seducing me? Although my mom is not only elegant and noble, but also stunningly beautiful with an incredibly alluring figure—the epitome of every man's dream girl—I'm actually a very filial son, and Mom is a very respectable woman. It's not entirely my fault that I have impure thoughts about her; Mom is the one who started it all.

If I hadn't accidentally discovered that I was the object of her secret sexual fantasies, I wouldn't have fallen so deeply into this mess. It seems like a clichéd erotic novel plot, but I never expected it to actually happen to me.

I remember it was a month before my tenth birthday when I suddenly fell ill with a fever. I was constantly drowsy and couldn't wake up. When I occasionally woke up, my body felt heavy, like it was filled with cement, and my muscles and bones ached as if they were about to crack.

This illness worried my mother, who depended on me for support. She took me to see many famous doctors, but perhaps because they had never seen such a strange illness before and were afraid of misdiagnosing me and ruining their reputation, they all gave vague and incoherent answers, saying I was fine and would be better after a few days of rest. Even

though they said I was fine, the doctors still charged me a lot, and then they let my mother take me home to sleep and rest. Later, when my mother told me about this, I only had one thought in my mind: being a doctor must be very lucrative.

I was unconscious for several days when Mom unexpectedly received a package from my grandmother, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time. Inside was a delicate jade bottle, which she said was medicine for me. I happened to be awake at the time. I remember Mom was quite surprised when she received the package because Grandma had taken my second uncle to live a secluded life as a Taoist priest when she was young, leaving her with very unpleasant childhood memories.

After taking the medicine, I finally showed signs of improvement. My fever subsided two days before my birthday, and I started to feel much more energetic, although I was still extremely sleepy. I felt like something inside me was struggling to get out, but I didn't tell Mom, afraid she would worry. On the night of my birthday, I suddenly woke up.

When I first woke up, I was still groggy and stared blankly for a while because, for some reason, my senses of sight and hearing suddenly became incredibly sharp, which startled me. How should I describe that feeling? Let me give you an analogy. It's like someone has been covering your ears with cotton for a long time, and then one day, the cotton is removed, and your hearing suddenly becomes clear, just like that.

When I woke up, everything felt different. I was full of energy, as if my blood was surging with boundless vitality. My senses were incredibly sharp; even in the darkness, I could see the smallest corners of the room clearly without any effort. This startled me. What was going on? Wait, who was crying? I suddenly heard faint sobbing and intermittent moans coming from another room. Curious, I wondered who was crying. Since it was just Mom and me at home, I ignored the strange changes happening to me and jumped out of bed, my eyes wide open. I pushed open my bedroom door and walked down the hallway in the darkness towards Mom's room. It was definitely Mom's voice; I was sure of it.

But why did Mom's voice sound so strange in the darkness? Was it because of the changes happening to me? Just as I was about to push open the door, I suddenly hesitated. Don't laugh at me, I've always been timid and introverted, especially since I was only ten years old at the time. I stopped pushing the door and listened more carefully with my ears, which had become more sensitive than a cat's.

Mom's voice sounded like a groan and a gasp, as if she were in pain, yet also as if she were experiencing pleasure.

For some reason, I felt a strange pounding in my chest, and a little panicked. My heartbeat suddenly became irregular. I was so scared. Of course, I knew what had happened later, but at that moment, I really didn't understand at all. I remember being so terrified.

Thump-thump, my heart was pounding rapidly. My slightly trembling little hands, with a hint of timidity, cautiously opened the door a crack and peeked into the room.

The door in front of me was like a secret entrance, leading to a mysterious world. What would I see if I opened the door? I was shocked by what I saw. The room was very bright, and my eyesight had become so good that I could see very clearly. The crack in the open door led directly to the large bed in the room.

I saw my usually dignified and chaste mother lying naked on the bed, masturbating with the hands that often stroked my cheeks.

Don't doubt me. How could a ten-year-old know about masturbation? In this age of information overload, many children are more mature than you imagine.

I started using the internet at seven, and by ten, I had seen countless pornographic websites depicting adultery. Of course, I was just curious because I didn't understand the feeling of excitement back then.

And of course, I had to keep these things hidden from my mother. If she knew I was looking at pornographic websites, it would be terrible. However, I knew she occasionally looked too. Sometimes I would secretly use the computer she used for writing to go online. She didn't have the habit of clearing her browsing history, so I knew which websites she visited. But that's beside the point.

I saw it all clearly: my mother was under two pillows, her long, elegant legs bent at the knees, spread wide apart, revealing the entire valley between her snow-white thighs to me.

Although I often bathed with my mother when I was little, I had never looked at her so closely before. My heart started pounding wildly, and my lower body simultaneously became erect. I had had erections before, but this was the first time I had felt such a strong sensation—it was hard and painful, so uncomfortable. I pulled up my pants, my eyes never leaving my mother.

In the full, round, snowy buttocks, a small, moist, slightly brownish-red, wrinkled opening—that was my mother's anus. My eyes widened, I swallowed hard, feeling my mouth dry. Although I knew I shouldn't be peeking, this scene held immense attraction for me.

Above her anus, the raised area was my mother's vulva. Her pubic hair was thick and dense, a dark patch growing on her snow-white vulva.

I saw the place where I was born, those pinkish-red labia now completely turned inside out, revealing a moist, clam-like opening. My mother was inserting her slender fingers with a "plop plop" sound! Glug! I swallowed hard again.

Mom's other hand was kneading her chest, her long, black hair cascading down her snow-white, alluring body. Her sexy red lips were gently biting her breasts, and her once bright and captivating eyes were now brimming with lustful desire.

That expression made my blood rush. Mom's expression was so tempting! In an instant, I went from a child to an adult, like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly. I watched, mesmerized. This was even more arousing than any pornographic video online.

"...Oh...oh...ah...Xiao Feng...Xiao Feng...my good son, my dear son...Mommy wants you so much...I want your big cock inside me...ah...ah..."

Good son? Xiao Feng? Hearing Mom softly call my name, I was shocked again, almost falling forward. I couldn't believe it—Mommy's sexual fantasy while masturbating was about me! My face burned bright red.

My face flushed, I felt incredulous, flustered, and ashamed by everything I saw and heard, yet I also felt incredibly excited and somewhat overwhelmed.

In a corner of my mind, a hazy, chaotic space seemed to open, where reason and desire clashed fiercely.

My mother's mysterious little hole, its exposed flesh revealing its vulva, revealed her engorged clitoris. She repeatedly played with it with her fingers; I guessed she was fantasizing that it was my hand. Her

slender fingers were like jade, and her tender, clam-like vulva was glistening with juices, occasionally gushing forth waves of desire. It excited me greatly. My mother longed to have sex with me; she kept calling my name. I had to exert a great deal of effort to control myself, my feet urging me to rush inside.

Suddenly, I impulsively reached into my pants, grasped my penis, and instinctively began to masturbate. Outside that door, it was my first time masturbating. I noticed my erections hadn't seemed this thick and long before. I was filled with doubt and uncertainty. When I woke up tonight, the whole world suddenly felt completely different.

My penis was frighteningly thick and long, but my attention was already drawn to Mom. Who cared about its size? I was masturbating, and had no time to think about anything else.

Space was no longer a barrier; the rhythm of Mom and my lewd movements rose and fell, the obscene waves forming a mysterious connection, blurring the lines between inside and outside the room.

Mom must have been fantasizing about me caressing her; waves of vaginal fluid were flowing out, soaking the pillow beneath her. To raise me, she hadn't had sex with a man for so many years, relying solely on masturbation for release. Mom must be so thirsty; I really wanted to rush over and comfort her.

But I ultimately restrained myself from rushing in. It's embarrassing to admit, not because I was sensible, but because I was cowardly. I only dared to secretly release my lewd desires outside the room.

The pleasure of masturbation suddenly felt vivid and real. Perhaps it was a mother-child connection, but something inexplicable happened. I felt as if Mommy sensed my gaze. She suddenly closed her eyes, her face flushed red with shame, and dared not call my name again. Only her panting echoed in the room.

Was she ashamed to be a mother because this was an incestuous taboo, and she couldn't help but fantasize about it? Thinking this, I felt an uncontrollable excitement. Looking back now, I was truly precocious.

"...Xiao Feng...fuck Mommy to death...Xiao Feng...fuck Mommy's pussy so beautifully...Xiao Feng...ah ah..."

Watching Mommy's slender hands continuously releasing her desire in her honey hole, I seemed to hear her moans again. Yes, I was both surprised and delighted. Her voice was so weak that I could hardly hear it, but my hearing had become so sensitive that I heard it very clearly.

Mommy changed her position, kneeling forward on the bed, her head resting against the silk quilt in front of the bed. Her round buttocks were sticking up high, and I wondered if she was fantasizing about me raping her from behind, fucking her again and again.

I watched her beautiful little hands emerge from between her two sexy thighs. Mommy was rapidly thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy, her whole body trembling. Her juices flowed down her kneeling legs, meandering from her honey hole, soaking the bedsheets.

"...Xiao Feng...Xiao Feng...It's so beautiful...Xiao Feng...Ahhh..."

Mom gasped, her whole body trembling, her pretty face filled with a wild and seductive blush. I knew she was about to climax, about to climax, but I didn't know that her wanton moans had already ignited my own climax first.

Oh my god, I quickly covered my mouth with my other hand, I almost cried out in pleasure! I really wanted to penetrate my mother's tempting little hole. I felt I was about to explode, so I quickly let go and pulled out. For a moment, I shuddered, and sticky semen shot onto my underwear. Mom's vaginal fluid was really plentiful. Before my mind went blank, that was the only impression I remembered.

My penis continued to throb and ejaculate. After the pleasure subsided, when I came to my senses, I was shocked and a little guilty about my impulsive and lewd behavior. This was wrong, my moral conscience rebuked me, but the object of Mom's sexual fantasies was me. Just thinking about her seductive moans immediately excited me again.

Inside and outside the door, Mommy and I were truly in sync. We were both alert, suppressing our breathing. I smelled an indescribable, ambiguous scent in the air. The damp, cold feeling in my pants made me uncomfortable, a little dizzy, and a pang of guilt for having disrespected Mommy.

My heart was pounding uncontrollably. I was confused. Just a few months ago, I bathed with Mommy every day. Why didn't I feel anything for her then? Was my current state normal? Or was my past behavior normal? Sigh, this is the trouble of growing up. Even if I'm precocious, the first time I face it still brings me confusion. Don't laugh.

In the months leading up to my tenth birthday, before my first erection, I always bathed with Mommy, so I knew the difference between boys and girls from a very young age.

I am a boy with a penis, and my mommy is a beautiful girl. Below her navel and above her anus, on that raised mound, there grows a patch of soft, fine black hair. There is a pink fleshy slit there, like clam meat; that is her vulva.

I don't remember if I was five or six years old, but I remember once taking a bath with my mom. Out of curiosity, I touched her genitals and asked her about it.

My mom blushed and giggled. She said I was born from there. I didn't quite believe it, but I figured she wouldn't lie to me, so I was skeptical. It wasn't until I grew up that I finally understood it was true.

Thinking about this, a blush rises to my face. Back then, I didn't understand anything. Out of curiosity, I always liked to touch my mom's vulva. At first, she seemed a little reluctant, laughing and laughing. But after a few times, she gradually got used to it and stopped pushing my hands away. Instead, she even taught me how to touch it properly.

Ignorance is bliss, I can't help but think.

Thinking back to myself then, I find it so strange—how could I just touch it like that? Was there some kind of art to it? Now, I realize I really missed out on that happy childhood.

I understand now. What Mommy and I did back then? My hands have comforted her countless times. No wonder her beautiful cheeks always turned a captivating red when she peed during our game.

What I thought was urine was actually her vaginal fluid from orgasm! A lewd smile crept across my face as I thought this, and I couldn't help but admire my excellent memory. Thinking back

, I recalled what happened on my tenth birthday. I had

just ejaculated, and my body was already aroused again. I couldn't suppress the lewd thoughts of having sex with Mommy. My penis had become erect again. Mommy's naked body was right in front of me; I wanted to rush in and fuck her. I licked my lips, feeling incredibly thirsty.

I'm only ten years old. Am I a pervert? Don't laugh at me. In that instant, I was genuinely frustrated and confused, unable to clarify my feelings. Besides, I suddenly felt dizzy again.

Having watched from beginning to end, I suddenly realized I had developed inappropriate thoughts about my mother. This was wrong. I successfully convinced myself that this was my mother's secret; she had her own physical needs, which she satisfied through fantasies and masturbation. But I had actually peeked, and because of it, I had developed inappropriate impulses. How could this be? Seeing my mother limp on the bed, I couldn't help but worry again. Although I knew what my mother was doing, I had absolutely no experience with this kind of thing. Seeing my mother limp and powerless after her orgasm, I was truly worried. I looked at my mother's face; why was it so red? Did she have a fever? I thought to myself.

"Mommy, what's wrong?"

Without thinking, I pushed open the door and rushed in. My head was spinning. I realized that my body had been standing for too long; it was stiff and uncomfortable, and I swayed unsteadily with each step.

"Ah, Xiaofeng, why are you up? You're not feeling well, why aren't you sleeping?"

Mom was clearly surprised. She looked at the handsome boy who had barged in—her son, me. She had just released her sexual urges, completely naked and limp on the bed, utterly exhausted. I startled her.

Whether she noticed my gaze, or not, staring intently at her private parts, Mom's face flushed red. She closed her legs, her blooming vulva concealing its delicate petals. I felt a pang of guilt. Mom, don't be so cruel to your son!

Seeing Mom's unnatural, stiff expression, I immediately realized how impulsive I had been. Mom was always very shy and timid. She had just masturbated, her beautiful, wet vulva dripping with desire—how could she possibly be naked before me? I immediately decided to pretend nothing was wrong, smiling innocently as usual.

"I woke up and heard Mommy crying, so I came to find you. Are you sick too?"

"Crying? Oh, Mommy's okay, Mommy's fine, Mommy's not sick."

Mommy probably breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, I didn't know what she was doing, but she was clearly still embarrassed, her cheeks still burning red. As she asked, she took a clean towel that she had prepared beforehand and casually wiped her lower body. I didn't notice her unintentional action, which almost made my eyes pop out again.

"Mommy, can we sleep together tonight? I haven't slept with you in so long."

"Hmm, you're so big and still so affectionate. Okay, Mommy will sleep with you tonight."

Before Mommy could even put on her clothes, I eagerly snuggled into her arms.

My first erection was discovered by my mother. We were taking a shower together, and she was about to rinse my penis with water. The moment she grabbed it, it inflated in her hand, leaving me nowhere to hide.

I noticed her expression was strange then, and from that day on, I was forced to become independent. For the past few months, she'd made me, a little boy, sleep in my own room.

Holding my naked mother, pressed against her warm, soft, full breasts, rubbing against her intentionally or unintentionally, it was pure bliss. The familiar scent of my mother was intoxicating for the first time.

My mind kept replaying the obscene actions of my mother masturbating earlier. I suspected that the forbidden seed of desire had sprouted within me that night, and then continued to grow strong! Holding my mother close, I mischievously rubbed against her sensitive breasts, wondering if I had stirred her emotions and made her secretly groan. I heard her breathing become much heavier, and I felt a surge of triumph.

But then I suddenly realized something was wrong. My penis was hard, pressing against my mother's lower abdomen. Would that unusual sensation let her know that her son was physically erect? But if she did, my burgeoning desire would only intensify, like adding fuel to the fire. I desperately wanted to take my mother's swollen nipple into my mouth.

"Baby, how long have you been standing outside the door?"

my mother asked casually. My heart sank. Had my mother noticed something was amiss?

By asking how long I had been standing outside, she was indirectly asking how long I had been watching. How should I answer? "I stood...

not long..."

Hehe, "not long" could be any length of time, I answered insincerely. 56 minutes. Just before leaving the room, I glanced at the small clock by the bed, then at the digital clock in Mom's room. I stood for 56 minutes! I had actually stood for so long. No wonder I felt so uncomfortable.

Mom suddenly touched my clothes, as if checking their temperature, looking thoughtful.

Oh no! I forgot that when a person just gets out of bed, their body temperature is usually higher. Mom must have noticed that my clothes were cold, unlike when she had just gotten out of bed.

Oh my god, could she have noticed? Did I really see her masturbating while calling my name?

I panicked. Without thinking twice, I used the hard edge of my penis to intentionally or unintentionally rub against her vulva. From my experience bathing with her when I was little, I knew that Mom's body was very sensitive. I hoped it would work. At that moment, I was dizzy and it was difficult to think rationally.

Mommy immediately half-closed her eyes. I later learned that it was called "seductive eyes." At that moment, her eyes seemed to be brimming with tears as she squinted at me. I wondered if her bones had gone weak and her legs had gone limp. I felt smug and rubbed against her, thinking, "Let's see if Mommy can handle this!" Mommy's jade-like face was flushed red. I thought she wouldn't care about asking me questions or being completely naked anymore. If I kept rubbing against her like this, she might actually do something lewd with me right there and then.

I don't know if it was because of changes in my body, but I was absolutely certain that I was capable of having sex at that time. If we had actually done it, maybe Mommy and I would have a son or a daughter now.

Mommy hugged her beloved son, me, tightly and hurriedly got out of bed to go back and get the silk quilt to wrap herself in.

When she turned around, she saw the entire bed in a mess. The silk blankets and clothes were all soaked with her juices. Her cheeks flushed again. Her shy yet wanton expression was captured by my eyes. I loved seeing Mom's expression; I almost ejaculated on the spot, but thankfully I held back. "

Mommy, let's clean the room tomorrow," I thought to myself, not daring to say it aloud. And Mommy, as expected, understood me perfectly.

Mommy picked me up and fled the embarrassing scene as if she were flying. I guessed that Mommy was wondering if I had seen that embarrassing thing. Had she even thought about that? I saw her face turn even redder.

"Baby, go to sleep now. You'll be strong if you get enough sleep. Don't worry Mommy,"

Mommy said gently as soon as we got to my room, hugging me and quickly snuggling into the covers.

In my mother's incredibly comforting embrace, dizzy and exhausted, I drifted off to sleep. I remember saying something, but I can't recall what.

Much later, I realized what I had said, haha.

That night, I had my first ever erotic dream, a dream I still remember vividly.

02 Life is like a dream .

I felt hazy, in a strange illusion, as if I were flying, drifting into an unknown place, a lush green meadow, petals falling everywhere, and a beautiful rainbow hanging high in the sky. Then I saw a sexy and beautiful goddess—it was my mother.

I happily ran to her, suddenly realizing I had grown up, I was as tall as her now. I happily took her hand and danced, doing the bunny dance she loved to do as a child. I don't know why I suddenly knew it; had my mother taught me? I don't remember. Seeing my mother so happy made me happy too.

My mother and I were skipping hand in hand. Her captivating eyes looked at me, shimmering with passionate love, igniting a fire within me. Startled, I instinctively followed my instincts, sensing my mother's need for comfort, and began to stroke her.

Suddenly, a jumble of confused, moral, exciting, and lewd thoughts—many ideas I'd never considered before—flowed into my mind like a torrent, startling me.

I was both bewildered and enlightened, the feeling growing clearer. For some reason, something seemed to be happening within me.

The various thoughts flooding my mind propelled my somewhat naive and undeveloped thinking, honed by limited interaction with others, into a state of true maturity.

Everything felt so real, yet so unreal. Was I dreaming? I wondered. If it was a dream, how could I be thinking? If it wasn't a dream, how could I explain it? It was a strange experience. Everything felt so real. The physical sensations hadn't disappeared, and my consciousness was fully present, sharing the fleeting thoughts in someone else's mind. It was a naked connection between souls, I guessed, and a thrill I'd never felt before surged within me.

Was this my thought? Or someone else's? Was it Mommy's? I discovered thoughts that made my face flush and my heart race. I didn't know why, but I thought it was all Mommy's fantasy of having sex with me. I never knew that my always elegant and chaste mother harbored such obscene sexual fantasies deep within her heart.

Let it be a dream. I cast aside all inhibitions. The budding lust within me drove me towards the abyss of desire. Watching Mommy's alluring, spring-like demeanor, she grew increasingly ecstatic. I indulged in pleasing my mother, playing forbidden adult games with her.

I found a reason to absolve myself: it wasn't my fault; she was responsible for the extremely lewd fantasies in her heart.

I finally entered Mommy's body, a surge of intense excitement welling up inside me, a feeling of wanting to expand and explode. A wave of ecstasy washed over me, and I trembled. I felt myself ejaculating, then my vision went blank. What had happened? I was terrified. Had I woken up? Why wasn't I fully awake yet? I felt uncomfortable again, my breathing labored. "Mommy… Mommy," I called out, and then I woke up.

Having just woken from a dream of incest between mother and son, before I even opened my eyes, I found Mommy on top of me, licking my penis. For a moment, dream and reality blurred, everything seemed unreal, dreamlike, and unbelievable. I couldn't tell the difference, and I dared

not move. I felt my penis being bound by soft flesh, that soft yet tight, sucking pressure almost making me groan.

I felt her warm breath on my thighs, and the long strands of her hair tickled my scrotum. On my sensitive glans, the soft flesh sliding and licking was… Mommy's tongue! I almost screamed. I was sure I was awake now, and what I had just experienced was truly a dream.

It turned out Mom had heard my faint snoring in my sleep and woken up. She looked down at me; I was still struggling in my incestuous dream, not really awake yet. Mom saw my cheeks flushed like I was drunk, and heard me muttering "Mom" in my sleep, as if I was having some kind of dream. Mom's face was red; I later learned that she had the exact same erotic dream as me that night.

After waking up, Mom breathed a sigh of relief, pulled up the covers, and found her lower body and my pants were soaked. Her face turned bright red again; it was obvious that it was covered in her vaginal fluid. Before I woke up, she quickly tried to change me into dry clothes.

Mom hurriedly got out of bed, grabbed a set of my underwear, and as soon as she took off all my clothes, she froze. She realized I had had a wet dream. How embarrassing! But that wasn't the main point.

Based on my fairly accurate guess, when she saw my thick, long penis, swollen and erect, that menacing glans must have made her flustered. The undried semen faintly exuded a seductive scent.

My mother's sexy red lips unconsciously licked her own, her tongue slightly protruding. My unusually erect, magnificent penis made her unbearably itchy.

In a moment of passion, my mother suddenly had an impulse. She bent down, her delicate hand grasping the base of my penis. Opening her small mouth, she took my penis into her mouth, her fragrant tongue pressing against the glans, licking and sucking it with frenzied passion. That's when I woke up.

So exciting! Although I was young, I couldn't resist the burning desire. The last vestiges of reason made me try my best to restrain myself, but my body was beyond my control. I erupted into a pleasurable climax, my son's semen shooting into my mother's small mouth, which she swallowed. My heart pounded wildly, hoping that my mother hadn't discovered that I was awake.

"It smells so fishy!" By the time Mom realized what she had done, she had already licked up and swallowed every last drop of my semen. She was frantically trying to spit out my penis from her mouth when my body suddenly trembled, and thick, cloudy semen gushed out in spurts. Before she could react, she swallowed it all.

"Damn it, how could I do this to my son?... When did Xiaofeng grow so big? Such a thick, long penis..."

Mom blushed, stroking my penis with a mixture of love and fear, muttering to herself. My initial impulse to get up and hug her vanished, and I didn't know where to hide. I didn't dare move, continuing to pretend to be asleep, only secretly opening my eyes a crack.

Although she had swallowed almost all of my gushing semen, a few drops of thick, cloudy semen accidentally landed on Mom's beautiful face. In the dawn light, she looked like a beautiful, elegant goddess, touched by a few drops of morning dew—what a sacred and magnificent scene!

I felt so guilty watching, because I actually wanted to ejaculate all my semen onto her face.

Seemingly feeling ashamed, she bit her lip, no longer daring to look closely at my large, bright red penis, covered in her saliva. I was surprised to see it still erect after I ejaculated; I couldn't help but feel proud. She carefully helped me change my clothes, hurriedly got up, and rushed out of my room.

Only after Mom left did I finally breathe a sigh of relief, opening my eyes and panting heavily.

I didn't get up immediately; I remained lying quietly in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. How should my mother and I get along from now on? I thought about it seriously for a long, long time, but I couldn't come up with a good solution. It wasn't until my mother finished tidying up and came to wake me up that I realized I had obviously worried too much. My mother acted as if nothing had happened. How could I possibly contradict her? Five years have passed in a flash, and I still don't understand what happened to me on my tenth birthday.

There seems to be some kind of ambiguous understanding between my mother and me. Our relationship is somewhere between mother and son and lovers, but we haven't really crossed the taboo line of incest. We're just a little too intimate.

Naturally, many men are pursuing my mother, but they don't know that I, with my innocent and naive face, am the biggest obstacle to their relationships. Of course, my little tricks can't fool my mother. She often jokes with me, saying that one day I'll be kicked to death by a horse. Waaah, I'm only doing this for my mother's happiness.

Over the years, Mom has continued to masturbate secretly, avoiding me. Of course, I never miss the chance to feast my eyes, but I always feel like she knows I'm watching. She often changes the way she masturbates, which excites me. She always calls my name, which has led me to develop a bad habit of feeling unfulfilled if I don't masturbate several times a day.

Sometimes I have this thought that Mom and I are like a pair of thieves, both knowing the truth but deceiving ourselves. When will we be able to truly face the taboo complex that entangles our hearts? Seeing Mom's strange, dazed expression after hanging up the phone startled me. I was thinking back to my past self and hadn't paid attention to what she said on the phone. Just moments ago, we were laughing and joking. What happened? "Mom, what's wrong?"

I moved closer to my mother and asked worriedly, "Your aunt said your uncle died in a car accident!"

My mother turned her head blankly and answered my question. Seeing her usually bright and beautiful eyes suddenly lose their usual sparkle and instead show a melancholy sadness, I couldn't help but feel a deep pang of heartache. My

uncle is dead? My uncle was an exceptionally intelligent man. His knowledge encompassed almost every kind of art, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign. He had always been someone I admired. He's dead? I was truly shocked. My mother and I had relied on each other since we were little. I understood what my uncle represented in our family. In this world, besides my grandmother, the closest people to my mother and me were only this uncle.

And all the other relatives, when they saw my mother and me, either looked at us with disdain to our faces or gossiped about us behind our backs. Only my uncle truly cared for us, treating us like his own family.

My maternal grandfather was a wealthy merchant who had three wives throughout his life, both officially and secretly. My mother and uncle's biological mother, my maternal grandmother Lan Wanyu, was his most beautiful concubine.

My grandmother was a woman of exceptional beauty and talent, born into a prestigious family. She was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, not only well-educated and courteous but also said to have studied under a mysterious master, learning unfathomable Taoist and witchcraft arts.

Unfortunately, her family later fell into decline due to jealousy and persecution, and my grandmother was implicated, forced into prostitution. At a social gathering, she met my grandfather, a womanizer, and they eventually married.

Although my grandfather favored my grandmother, he died young. Being a concubine, having come from a family of prostitutes, and supposedly possessing some witchcraft and Taoist arts, she was both feared and despised by the Wei family, who considered themselves cultured and learned. They regarded her as a vixen.

Because my second uncle, Wei Haitian, was naturally inclined towards metaphysics and Taoism, and had always been close to my stunningly beautiful maternal grandmother, gossip began to circulate in the family. People whispered behind her back, saying that she had seduced my second uncle and had some kind of ambiguous relationship with him.

My grandmother, with her rebellious nature, became even more open with my second uncle despite the gossip and cold treatment from the Wei family. They were inseparable, and one day, she actually lured him away from home, the two of them retiring to the world to cultivate Taoism. My grandmother

's carefree departure didn't expect that my mother and uncle would be implicated. Everyone secretly rumored that my grandmother had gotten my second uncle pregnant and, ashamed to face anyone, had run away.

My mother was only five years old that year, an orphan, her life incredibly pitiful. Even the servants in the Wei family dared to bully her and her brother. If it weren't for my uncle's desperate protection of my mother, I probably wouldn't be here today.

As my mother grew up, the Wei family's business power declined significantly. Looking at my mother's charming and alluring appearance, it's clear she inherited more and more of my maternal grandmother's beauty.

When she was 21, some of my distant relatives squandered my maternal grandfather's business. My uncle, Wei Liantian, harbored a wicked plan: he wanted to marry my mother off as a concubine to a notorious business tycoon.

My mother, of course, refused vehemently. Soon after, she became pregnant out of wedlock and gave birth to my precious son. The plan to marry the tycoon as a concubine naturally fell through, causing a huge uproar within the Wei family, who considered her a disgrace to the family.

My mother was a brave woman; she resolutely refused to reveal my father's identity. She was kicked out of her home and left to wander the streets, struggling to find food, relying entirely on my uncle's secret support.

Once, my mother and I both developed high fevers. If it weren't for my uncle's timely visit, saving us at the most critical moment, my mother and I would probably be dead. My mother has told me these stories repeatedly since I was old enough to understand.

In my memory, my uncle was a gentle and melancholic man. From a young age, I knew that he was the pillar of our family. He had always taken care of my mother and me until he married my aunt. After that, my mother gradually had less contact with him, but my uncle and aunt still often visited our home. I know that my uncle had always been an important pillar in my mother's life.

So when I heard that my uncle had died, my heart was shaken. How could this be? At the same time, I thought of my aunt, with whom I had a close, sibling-like relationship. She must be very sad too.

"Mom, don't be too sad, maybe crying will make you feel better."

Seeing my strong-willed mother biting her lip, her expression showing she wanted to cry but couldn't, I instinctively reached out and hugged her, gently stroking her back and softly comforting her.

Inhaling the alluring, faint fragrance emanating from her, I suddenly felt that I had truly grown up. I was no longer the ignorant child I once was. Holding my vulnerable mother, I cried out in my heart, "Mom, let me protect you from now on."

Hearing my heartfelt comfort, my mother's sorrowful tears flowed uncontrollably.

She trembled and sobbed in my arms. I felt she had never been so vulnerable and helpless as she was now. She hugged me tightly, crying out all the pent-up grievances she had held in her heart.

Oh my god, the soft, firm breasts of my mother brushed against my chest, feeling incredibly comfortable, and my face instantly burned bright red.

I'm 176 cm tall, only three centimeters taller than Mommy. Holding her alluring, mature body in my arms, our bodies pressed perfectly together, I felt a surge of sexual desire stronger than ever before!

Don't forget, Mommy was still grieving over Uncle's death; we were mother and son by blood. How could I possibly have such lewd thoughts at a time like this?

Boom! A loud bang accompanied by a flash of light appeared, thunder rumbled across the sky, sending chills down my spine.

It was all the fault of those pornographic websites. Flustered, I comforted Mommy, my heart pounding. It must be because I'd read too many inappropriate things. Would I be struck by lightning?

After a period of unrestrained crying, Mommy slowly stopped. She leaned weakly against me, a faint blush of shyness on her cheeks. Was she thinking, "Why am I crying like this in my son's arms?" I anxiously tried to guess what was going on in her mind.

My mother is no longer a little girl. Having stumbled and fallen her way through life, she should know how to adjust her emotions. Although hearing the devastating news still left her feeling sad and helpless, perhaps in that instant, she truly felt how safe and secure it was to hold me in her arms.

It was as if I had protected her, shielding her from any further suffering. Her pain found solace in me, no longer so unbearable.

Perhaps she finally realized that the son she had so cherished had grown up, big enough to offer her a warm and comforting embrace. I felt a slight tremor in my heart.

Mom looked at me with a puzzled expression. I inherited her looks very much; we looked remarkably alike. However, I wasn't very tall, only 176 centimeters, though my proportions were fairly good. I considered myself handsome, but unfortunately, my movements were still somewhat childish. I've always been used to being close to Mom, but recently I've started to try out some more mature and steady actions. Would she think that because of this, I'm no longer the child who needs her care and protection? As I looked at her, I saw a hint of confusion in her eyes. My heavy breathing pressed against her smooth neck, and my erection, pressing against her soft, sensitive area through her clothes, suddenly made her seem to sense something. She avoided my burning gaze, turned her head, and rested her cheek on my shoulder, gazing at the desolate night outside the window.

"When did it start raining? This rain looks quite heavy; it might last all night!"

Mom asked softly, her hand still tightly around my waist, not pushing me away, probably because she couldn't bear to let me go.

"It just started raining! There was lightning and thunder too. A typhoon is coming, it'll probably rain all night. Mom, don't be afraid! I'm right here with you, protecting you!"

I hugged my mother tightly, whispering gently in her ear. Inadvertently, I saw her ears turn a deep red, like rubies.

My mother was already heartbroken upon hearing the bad news, but the wind and rain added to her sorrow, increasing her grief. The stars faded and the moon disappeared in the night sky, the wind howled, and a sudden downpour began outside the window. My mother and I fell silent, neither of us speaking, just embracing each other quietly like lovers.

Suddenly, a thunderclap, a flash of light, then darkness enveloped me; all the lights went out—the power was out! Mom was startled by the thunder and cried out. She's usually quite brave, but now she clung to me tightly, terrified. In the darkness, my strange senses were exceptionally sharp, and I quickly adjusted, seeing her terrified expression clearly. A wave of tenderness welled up inside me.

"Xiaofeng, sleep with Mom tonight. The thunder was so loud, Mom's scared," I

blurted out impulsively. Mom bit her lower lip and lowered her head, seemingly embarrassed.

Holding Mom, I wasn't surprised by her request. If I didn't know her well enough to understand her intentions, her words would have felt like she was implying something. I'm old enough to understand her feelings; she was grieving for her uncle's passing. This gentle autumn rain, chilling and refreshing, made it impossible for her to sleep alone. But Mom nestled in my arms, which gave me a sense of accomplishment. Perhaps tonight was an opportunity, a chance for Mom and me to confront the ambiguous, intertwined relationship between us.

"Mmm! Okay! I haven't slept with Mom in so long!"

Remembering how Mom often slept with me when I was little, I felt a warm glow, as if reliving a childhood dream.

"Okay, Mom's going to her room to sleep now. You check the doors and windows, then come and sleep too,"

Mom whispered in my ear. Her shy tone sounded like a young wife admonishing her husband, making me momentarily dazed.

I suddenly remembered that Mom and I both slept naked. For five years, we hadn't shared a bed. Tonight, Mom wanted me to sleep with her, and a lewd thought suddenly surfaced in my mind. Would she sleep naked again tonight? With my excellent eyesight in the dark, I checked the doors and windows, turned off the lights and appliances, and went into Mom's room. My mind raced; should I take off all my clothes? Although the timing wasn't ideal, bordering on taking advantage of her, the thought of Mom's stunning beauty and alluring charm immediately conjured up a series of lewd thoughts. After a moment's hesitation, I gritted my teeth and took them all off, blaming it all on my habit of sleeping naked.

Outside, the wind and rain raged, but inside, I mustered my courage and climbed onto Mom's large bed. I lifted the silk quilt and burrowed into the bed, which was filled with her fragrance. My heart pounded, and I obediently lay down beside Mom.

"Mom, are you asleep?"

I whispered, my heart pounding.

"Hmm! Not yet! We haven't slept together in so long, let Mom hold you tonight!"

Mom's soft body rolled over in the blankets, her thighs straddling me. She wrapped her arms under my armpits and around my waist and back, completely unashamed, lying on top of me in a very ambiguous position of sexual intercourse, intimately embracing me.

"Ah! Xiaofeng, you're not wearing any?"

Mom exclaimed in surprise. Her body stiffened visibly, and she hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she pressed her body against me, holding me tightly. My penis was between her legs, and in the darkness, I could vaguely see that her face was flushed.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't expect you to hug me..."

Hehe, even if you beat me to death, I would never admit that all I could think about was how to make Mom and I consummate our relationship. I just didn't expect her to hug me like that, and I was really taken aback. The warm, soft, and smooth touch of Mom's skin almost made me have a nosebleed.

My body immediately became excited, and my erect penis was held between Mom's soft thighs, with the head of my penis perfectly nestled in her buttocks. I was so stimulated that I almost ejaculated on the spot.

I felt a strange tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. I felt it carefully and realized that it was the pubic hair under Mom's lower abdomen rubbing against my lower abdomen. Mom had already taken off her underwear. She wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas. No bra, no panties, she was completely naked except for that sexy nightgown that was so thin it was practically non-existent.

This was originally a lewd wish I harbored, but people are strange. When I actually faced this scene, I felt uneasy, except for my physical arousal. My little brother was shamelessly touching my mother's little sister.

I felt that the ambiguous relationship between my mother and me had changed tonight. My gentle and beautiful mother took the initiative to straddle me, and in this inappropriate position for mother and son, she threw herself into my arms and hugged me tightly, like my little wife waiting for my pampering! I wondered, even if I wasn't completely naked, didn't she consider what might happen next? For a moment, my mother and I were both awkwardly silent, neither of us daring to move.

In the darkness, in the warm bed, Mom's full, firm breasts, separated only by a thin, almost invisible silk nightgown, pressed tightly against my naked chest. It was breathtakingly beautiful. She held me like a log, leaving no gap, completely enveloping me. In the stormy night, I felt like I was dreaming. So

close to Mom, I noticed the subtle swelling of her nipples, causing my chest to heave violently. My heart, lacking oxygen, couldn't beat properly. My consciousness was hazy, truly a case of lust clouding judgment.

Mom's soft breasts also heaved violently. She held me quietly, but I could feel her rapid heartbeat. Her lips seemed to lightly brush against mine, her warm breath so close.

I was somewhat dazed. Did she want to kiss me? But I immediately snapped out of it. I put one arm around my mother's slender waist and gently patted her beautiful back with the other, hoping to comfort her. Luckily, she was wearing pajamas. I thought awkwardly,

"Mom, it's been so long since you told me about your childhood. Can you tell me about it again?"

I quickly whispered questions to Mom about her childhood, my uncle's childhood, and my own childhood.

Although I knew these things very well, I hoped that Mom's memories would gradually ease her sadness and distract her from her grief. But most importantly, I hoped to quickly extinguish the flames of desire that were gradually igniting in my heart.

"Okay, yes, I remember when Mom was little..."

In the darkness, in the warm bed, Mom nestled in my arms, listening to the wind and rain outside the window, murmuring her distant memories, my childhood impressions.

Listening to Mom's sweet voice, softly recounting one sad feeling after another, one happy memory after another, Mom's heartbeat, along with mine, converged into a strange rhythm. The darkness felt like a strange, hazy world, and I felt as if I were far, far away from the world. Unconsciously, I became sleepy, closed my eyes, and didn't really listen to what Mom was saying.

"Do you know, you look just like your dad!"

These words jolted me awake before I drifted off to sleep. Dad? My heart skipped a beat. Mom never talked to me about Dad; I wanted her to say more.

"Hmm, how do I resemble Dad?"

"Whenever I'm unhappy, he always comforts me like you do..."

As if realizing she'd said something inappropriate, Mom didn't reveal anything more. She simply lowered her head to my chest, gently tracing my bare skin with her fingers, as if recalling something. She idly played with my small nipples.

I was a little disappointed. Why wouldn't Mom say more? "Xiao Feng... are you asleep?"

After a long silence, Mom suddenly murmured in the darkness.

"Not yet..."

I mumbled a dazed reply. The wind and rain howled outside the window, while my mother's soft murmurs inside sounded distant. I had a hazy, dreamlike feeling, and her fingers seemed to ignite an uncontrollable desire within me, surging like a fire.

My erect penis, without me even realizing it, was already pressing arrogantly against my mother's soft, hairy vulva between her legs. The glans pressed tightly against her hot, moist flesh, perfectly nestled at the entrance of her vulva, trembling and pushing against it. Instinctively, I wanted to push it in, but my mother's hand deftly stopped me.

My hazy mind jolted. What was I doing? I panicked instantly, like a child who had done something wrong, helpless and anxiously awaiting my mother's punishment.

Unexpectedly, my mother wasn't angry. Instead, she grabbed my penis and began to stroke it.

"Little Feng, my good son, what wicked thoughts have you had about your mother?"

my mother asked softly.

"Mom...I'm sorry...I...I shouldn't have been thinking like that!"

Hearing my mother's question, I stammered, unsure how to answer.

"Do you like Mom?"

Mom placed my penis back between her legs and rubbed it. I felt a warm, moist liquid, and my heart skipped a beat. Mom was wet; I knew she was very sensitive.

"I like Mom!"

My voice was dry, and I was too surprised to speak. Was I dreaming? Mom's actions were tormenting my reason. I had an impulse to say what I had kept hidden in my heart for so long, what I had always wanted to say to Mom.

"I want to make love with Mom!"

I waited anxiously, waiting for fate to unveil its mysterious veil.
05-05

03 The long night stretched on.

"You want to have sex with Mom? But we're mother and son! That's incest!"

Mom sighed softly, and my heart sank. But then she rubbed her hairy vulva against my lower abdomen, the lubrication of her vaginal fluids smoothing the dry skin. This gave me a glimmer of hope. Mom's wanton and bold behavior was completely unlike her usual elegant and dignified demeanor; instead, she resembled a lustful night witch, Lilith.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..." "

We can't, Xiaofeng, you know that's wrong! I'm your mother, we absolutely cannot do incest..."

Mom bit her lip, hesitant to speak. Her actions were completely contrary to her words.

Her hands caressed my bare chest, teasing me like a lover. Mom's smooth, plump thighs moved across my thighs, her smooth skin rubbing against my bare skin with an alluring warmth.

Good heavens, she's like a restless snake, bringing me a seemingly sweet and delicious forbidden fruit, telling me it's poison, yet enjoying it right in front of me. What should I do? She shifted her body slightly, her soft hand gently grasping the base of my penis, applying slight pressure, stroking it up and down, seemingly without considering how a mother could so lewdly play with her own son's genitals.

I couldn't believe I was being treated like this. My penis throbbed in my mother's soft palm, my heart pounding wildly. She gripped my vitals with just the right amount of force, as if strangling my soul.

Slightly breathless, I couldn't help but slip my hand under my mother's nightgown, lifting it up, my palm against her soft breasts. My mother trembled slightly. This was the feel of my mother's breasts—so big and elastic! I gently caressed them, and in the darkness, I saw a strange, alluring blush rise on my mother's face.

"Don't move! Close your eyes!"

In the darkness, Mom suddenly spoke, her breath coming in rapid gasps, her warm breath moving across my neck.

I didn't dare move, obediently closing my eyes, my heart pounding in my chest. My unruly fingers lingered on Mom's swollen nipples, caressing the bulging nerve plexus on her nipples with irresistible tenderness.

Was Mom angry? I felt a pang of fear, or did she know the secret I could see even in the dark? My face felt warm, and something soft, moist and sticky slid down my cheek into my mouth. Such sweet juice! I instinctively sucked on it. What was this? Suddenly, it dawned on me like lightning—it was Mom's tongue! I couldn't believe it.

Our lips met, and Mom's tongue slipped into my mouth, seducing me. An electric-like stimulation exploded on my tongue, my soul floating away, unaware of where I was.

Huff, huff, huff, huff, huff! Huff, huff, huff, huff, huff! Hot breaths, burning body temperature, and a raging incestuous passion raged in the darkness.

"Mom..."

I called out hoarsely, not knowing what to say. Mom kissed me first, in the most soul-deep way lovers kiss, while her hands didn't stop, continuing to vigorously stroke my penis.

Strangely, although this was the obscene scene I had long dreamed of, my mind was blank at this moment.

"Shh..."

In the darkness, Mom's suppressed breathing was particularly arousing.

Mom held my penis, her skillful masturbation technique making me feel like I was dying of pleasure. I felt a shiver, about to ejaculate, but Mom's alert fingers suddenly tightened, effectively stopping my ejaculation.

Mom held my penis, her small mouth close to my ear, her breath hot against my ear, a thrilling, illicit affair.

"Son, tell Mom, are you about to cum?"

she asked in a very soft voice, as if asking a huge secret.

"Um...yes, yes!"

I stammered, my penis trembling uncontrollably. I had this strange feeling, like a cat playing with a toy, Mommy being the cat and me the toy.

"Do you want to cum in Mommy's mouth?"

Mommy licked my earlobe and suddenly asked in a serious tone,

"Huh?"

I was so surprised I almost burst out, but Mommy released her hand, and the pleasure that was about to erupt subsided like the tide.

"Do you want it? Do you want Mommy to swallow your semen?"

she asked again in a low voice, her fingers gently circling my glans.

"Yes!"

Of course I wanted it. In an instant, the image of Mommy's usually elegant and dignified face, her sexy little mouth open, her naked body sucking my penis, flashed into my mind. How could I think rationally? I instinctively succumbed to the temptation.

"Good son! You actually have such thoughts? Can't you tell that Mommy is just joking with you?"

Mommy asked me in surprise. Her incredulous tone made me feel so ashamed! "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm so filthy, I shouldn't have..."

I said with great guilt, but I froze before I could finish speaking.

Mommy turned over in bed, her wet, hot mouth taking my penis in one gulp. She held it deep inside, her tongue licking the soft groove of my glans, her teeth rubbing my swollen penis. The tight, slippery sucking motions seemed to want to devour me whole. I almost ejaculated from pleasure.

Mommy sucking my penis?!

So stimulating! My lust burned fiercely. My remaining reason tried to restrain myself, but my body gave in. I immediately ejaculated, the forbidden pleasure causing me to climax. Spurts of semen shot into Mommy's mouth, which she gulped down.

My heart pounded. Mommy really swallowed all my semen.

And that wasn't all. After swallowing all my semen, her tongue continued to lick the glans thoroughly, not letting a single drop escape.

"It tastes absolutely delicious, my good son, you have a perfect big cock."

Mom smacked her lips, praising me with lingering satisfaction.

Hearing Mom say that, I couldn't help but feel a little proud, but my face immediately turned red. I'm always very shy, and I also felt uneasy. I was very confused. Mom's attitude puzzled me. She stroked and massaged my scrotum, penis, and glans, making my desire rise again.

"Son, do you really want to make love with Mom?"

"Yes, really... uh? Mom, what did you say?"

She asked casually. My heart skipped a beat. What had Mom said? Mom turned over in bed, lying on her side, her smooth thighs rubbing against mine, her damp pubic hair pressed against my sensitive skin. She whispered in my ear, her hand never letting go of my penis. I don't know if she'd gotten used to it, or if I had, but I actually felt it was perfectly natural for us to be like this.

Nestled in my arms, Mom laughed uncontrollably. I felt so awkward. How could a forbidden carnal relationship really develop between mother and son? She was definitely joking with me, and I felt so disappointed.

"Want to make love with Mom, son? Do you often secretly fantasize about making love with Mom?"

Mom's laughter faded, and she whispered in my ear. In the darkness, her beautiful eyes blinked like those of a cunning and lustful enchantress.

"Ah! Mom, how did you know… ah!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I blurted out the confession, then stammered, unsure how to continue.

Hearing my unthinking answer, Mom chuckled again, her fingers circling around the head of my penis.

"Heh, you little rascal, you really are my good son! Mom knows you often read incestuous stories about mothers and sons online! Tell Mom, when did you start secretly fantasizing about having sex with Mom?"

"Since I was ten..."

How did she know I read erotic stories? I was speechless. That was definitely not a taboo conversation a mother would have with her son. Did Mom want to lay bare the ambiguous feelings between us? "Ah, I remember now, you started getting erections before you were almost ten. Was that when you started having bad thoughts about your mother? Am I wrong?"

"Ah... Mom, you remember?"

"Hey, of course I remember! Don't you know who you inherited your good memory from? I remember..."

I never expected my mother's questioning skills to be as sharp as her hand-sex techniques. I also never expected her memory to be so good. I was caught off guard and couldn't handle it. My face turned red, and I could only stammer out many secrets in my heart.

Growing up in a single-parent family, relying on my stunningly beautiful mother since I was little, bathing and sleeping with her every day, how could I not be precocious both physically and mentally? If I hadn't been young and ignorant back then, and hadn't known to be careful not to let my mother discover my erections, I wouldn't have been forced to be independent so early. Otherwise, maybe when I later began to truly understand the desire for women, I would have already consummated my relationship with my mother. I can't help but regret my ignorance back then.

Mommy gently applied pressure with her fingers, lightly scratching the most sensitive part of my glans. Her warm palm held my penis tightly, giving me an indescribable feeling of pleasure.

"Good boy, you're so honest. Actually, Mommy already knew all this, and Mommy wants to reward you for it..."

I don't know when, but Mommy had already taken off her extremely revealing thin-strapped silk nightgown. Her beautiful, mature body was now completely open to me. Mommy writhes against my naked body, teasing me.

"Mom, how are you going to reward me?"

My blood was rushing.

In the darkness, I saw Mommy blink, asking playfully.

"How do you want Mommy to reward you?"

I stammered, unable to speak. How was I supposed to answer? Did I want to have sex with her? At this point, Mommy probably wanted it too, right? But what if I misunderstood? If I misunderstood, that would be a huge joke! "Son, you're not saying anything. If you don't want your mother's reward, then forget it..."

In the darkness, Mom said with a disappointed look, sighing softly.

"No! Mom, I want to make love to you!"

In a moment of desperation, I disregarded my shame, grabbed Mom's slender waist, and flipped her over, pinning her beneath me.

"How much do you want to? Hmm?"

Mom lay back beneath me, her long, beautiful legs wrapped around my waist like an octopus, whispering in my ear.

"So much! Mom~ I really want to make love to you!"

In the darkness, I felt my glans, guided by Mom, pressed against her wet, warm, tender flesh. It was almost time. I was eager to thrust in, but Mom teasingly dodged left and right, preventing me from entering.

"No! I'm your mother, this is incest!"

She laughed like a mischievous little girl, but acted like a cunning witch. She seduced her son, arousing the most intense desire in my body, while also unearthing the most impure and forbidden fantasies from my memory.

"Mom, I can't take it anymore, let me in!"

I had to, I couldn't take it anymore! Holding my mother's full, perky buttocks tightly, I thrust hard, feeling my penis enter her tight vagina, where it was gripped and constricted like a magnet attracting iron, or like a bee caught in a spider web. I couldn't escape her grasp.

I was a bee that had walked into her trap, and my mother was a spider demon. It was all my mother's scheme. In the boundless darkness of the night, she seduced her own son, falling into the incestuous web woven from her lust. This strange thought arose in my mind.

"Ahhh, gently, gently... good son, good son, you actually went in? This is incest! How could you actually go in? Hey, hey, son, your penis is so big, it's killing me, don't go in so deep, this is incest... Ahhhhh... good son, you're so amazing, Mom has never let your dad go in so deep..."

Does that mean that if I have sex with Mommy and go in shallowly, it's not incest? But I can no longer think about the rationality of Mommy's words. My thick, long penis is parting her labia from her lower body and penetrating straight into her tight little tender hole. Mommy and my genitals are intertwined, and we finally have lewd intercourse.

Mommy begs for mercy again and again, but her legs are tightly wrapped around my waist, her little hole greedily sucking and biting my penis, her whole body undulating like waves, her hands are wrapped around my back, and her full breasts are rubbing against my chest.

My mother's teasing, a mixture of resistance and desire, fueled my burning lust, melting my body and soul.

My penis pierced through her vagina, the head of my penis reaching the soft flesh deep within her uterus. The thrill of breaking the taboo of incest gave me an incomparably pleasurable sensation.

"Mom, do you know, I think about making love with you every day. Mom, I love you madly!"

I released my desire on my mother's body again and again, the tip of my penis ravaging deep within her cunt, thrusting against her opening and closing. The sensation of my mother's vagina gripping and sucking my penis, the forbidden pleasure brought by incest between mother and son, made me grit my teeth and bury my head in my work.

"How could you fall in love with Mom? How could you have such a ridiculous thought? No, you can't! This is incest! It's wrong! We can't commit incest!"

Hearing Mom's righteous and stern rebuke, I felt utterly ashamed, but her body was entwined with mine, making it even more inseparable, and I was incredibly excited.

Her heels pressed against my buttocks, forcing me to thrust deeper into her vagina. With each thrust, her juices would squeeze out from the edges of her vaginal walls, a pool of pungent, sweet fluid.

"Mom, I'm going to cum!"

I shouted, panting. Mom kept reminding me that this was incest, yet she did the opposite. She had completely confused my thoughts. I trembled with pleasure, and in the last few thrusts, I felt a strange sensation of piercing the walls of Mom's vagina. My glans felt like it was tightly wrapped by a soft mass of flesh inside her vagina, and I was about to explode.

I hurriedly tried to pull my penis out of Mom's vagina.

"Shoot it in!"

Mommy trembled, an orgasm erupting from the depths of her vagina, her entire vagina contracting and spasming, suddenly creating a strong suction.

"What?"

"Shoot it all into Mommy's womb!"

she commanded me, her whole body trembling. Mommy pulled her crossed heels behind my buttocks, and I involuntarily thrust forward. I was so surprised, before I could even think about whether I should or not, my hot semen shot out in a torrent, spurting into Mommy's vagina. It

felt so good, Mommy's vagina gripped my penis, her legs tightly constricting my lower body. She seemed to be squeezing out every last drop of fluid from my body, constantly pressing me down, squeezing me into the deepest part of her vaginal walls. Mommy convulsed, she hysterically hugged me tightly, her whole body trembling.

A deep weariness surged from my very bones, as if my soul had been ripped from my body by my mother. All my energy was released, a feeling of blissful languor that made me willing to die from it all.

It felt like an eternity, but in reality, it was just a moment; my sense of time was dulled.

Outside, the wind, rain, and thunder roared, but I couldn't hear a thing.

In the darkness, only my mother's rapid breathing echoed like a giant reverberation, clinging to me like her alluring body. Her wanton vulva thirstily sucked at my penis, showing no sign of letting go.

I slowly came to my senses and realized that my mother and I were still in the most intimate genital connection. I couldn't believe that my mother had let me ejaculate all my semen inside her. My mind was a mess; I couldn't believe that I had actually engaged in the most intimate act of intercourse with my dignified and beautiful mother.

In the darkness, an unreal sense of illusion and a deep sense of guilt intertwined and spread amidst the waves of passion.

"Xiao Feng..."

"Hmm? Mom~ What is it?"

"This must be your first time, right? Your first time making love, and you gave it to your mother. Did you like it?"

"Yes, Mom, I feel so happy."

"Good son, then...do you want to do it again?"

"Mom, you want more? This is incest!"

Mom asked casually, surprising me once more.

I felt like she was a siren thirsting for a man's essence, tempting her own son. Her full breasts pressed against my chest, her nipples seemingly intentionally, yet unintentionally, brushing against mine, reigniting the fire of desire within me.

My body was already exhausted, but when my mother's fingers touched me, it was like a spark igniting an unquenchable flame. My uncontrollable lust, like a sapling taking root and sprouting new shoots, reignited within her, even after I had ejaculated.

I was truly shocked. Although it was dark, I could see the lustful expression on my mother's face and sense the intense, seductive passion in her voice.

Her actions were so provocative; her desire was clearly incredibly strong, making it difficult for me to accept. Although I knew she had a daily masturbation habit, seeing my mother, who had always appeared so pure and innocent to me, suddenly reveal her wanton and seductive side still shocked me.

"Do you despise your mother for being promiscuous and unfaithful? Or do you despise your mother for having too strong a sex drive?"

my mother asked resentfully.

"It's all my fault! I shouldn't have made love to you!"

she cried, as if about to burst into tears.

"No, Mom, the more lewd you are, the more I love you. The stronger your sex drive, the more I like it. It's my fault that I want to make love to you!"

I cried out, trying to coax her without thinking.

"Hehehehe...you silly son, how could you say such a thing!"

I felt ashamed. Yes, how could I say such a thing to Mom! "...So, Mom will reward your honesty, and also punish your disrespect..."

Mom said softly. She hugged me and turned over, her little mouth coming to kiss mine. Her nimble tongue playfully teased mine. Mom's lower body and my lower body were still tightly intertwined. No, she had already begun to move up and down like waves.

She had already rewarded me, so how would she punish me? My heart was pounding.

"...Xiao Feng, Mom's good son, Mom will squeeze every drop of your semen dry. Mom will make sure you never leave Mom's little cunt for the rest of your life."

I was in a daze. Mom's words were so lewd, and I blurted them out without thinking.

"Mom, I love you so much..."

After ejaculating, I was already feeling guilty, filled with the sin of incest between mother and son. I never expected my mother to seduce me like this. Having tasted the pleasure of sex for the first time, I was truly addicted to that joy. Since I couldn't control the desire that was about to explode within me, how could I care about sin?

I only felt incredibly excited. In public, she was noble and elegant; at home, she was a virtuous wife and loving mother; in bed, she was a wanton and lustful woman. Who wouldn't want such a woman by their side, especially since such a woman was also their incestuous mother? That would be absolutely perfect.

My lust was uncontrollable. I fondled my mother's soft, smooth, and firm breasts, my fingers tracing the peaks of her nipples, playing with her swollen, pearl-like clitoris. This was incestuous and maternal, but I didn't care.

My mother's vagina was still locked onto my penis, like a double-linked lever, connecting us as irrefutable evidence of our incest, our bodies becoming inseparable entities.

"Mom knows... Mom knows what you're thinking... Mom has a secret to tell you..."

Panting, my mother said, nibbling at my ear.

"Hmm? What secret?"

I panted, feeling the layers of fleshy folds inside my mother's vagina, sucking and gripping my penis. It felt so good. I guessed this was what they called a "famous instrument." What should I name my mother? My first thought was "A Thousand Rings Encircling the Moon

. "

Her sweat was sticky and slippery, her body was so sweet, her genitals were like a little mouth that could suck one's soul, and I made a wish in my heart to make love with Mommy forever.

"Mommy is actually... a lesbian! Mommy doesn't feel anything for men!"

"What? Mom, you're kidding! How is that possible? Are you serious?"

I was really shocked! My mommy is a lesbian? "Hehe, silly son! You believe what Mommy says? Who told you to have bad ideas about your mother?"

"Mom~~~!"

I couldn't help but thrust a few times with great force.

"Ahhhhh, no no no... ahhhh... Mommy's pussy is going to be ruined by you..."

Mommy's moans were like a huge wave, completely destroying the last dam of my moral reason. I wanted to make love with her forever, I wanted to make love with her until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, I wanted to make love with Mommy together, for all eternity, never to be separated, I made love with her with all my might.

"Mom, I want to make love to you every day, I want to fuck you every day!"

"Oh, ah, that's so wonderful... Mom loves you so much... From now on, Mom will make love to you every day... Let you fuck Mom's pussy every day... Fuck your own sister's cunt until it's pierced... Ahh... Ahhhhhh..."

In the dark bed, Mom blurted out this absurd promise to me. My heart surged with excitement, and I couldn't contain my joy. I used my penis to violate my mother's beautiful, lustful cunt, thrusting in and out again.

Mom's tender, red labia parted again and again, and the fishy, pungent love juice gushed out of her cunt from the edge of the fleshy crevice where her cunt and penis met, dripping onto my hot skin. The most primal desire in my blood was raging.

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!* *Smack!* "Mommy, I can't take it anymore!"

I don't know how many times I've ejaculated. I feel increasingly exhausted, my whole body is weak. Will I die from exhaustion? "...

Xiao Feng...let's do it again...just one more time..."

Mommy's uterus is already full of my semen, but she's still not satisfied, clinging to me, making me unable to stop, going soft and hard again. For my beloved Mommy, I bravely thrust in again.

*Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* *Smack!* "Mommy, I really can't take it this time!"

My back aches so much, and my scrotum is even throbbing. Mommy, please spare your son! "…

Little Wind, don't stop…just one more time…really, just the last time…"

Mommy successfully aroused my desire once again. I really doubted how I could have such strong sexual ability. Logically speaking, a man's libido should drop to its lowest point after ejaculation, but I was very surprised to find that my body was completely uncontrolled by physiological laws. As long as Mommy teased me slightly, I would immediately become aroused again.

*Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack…* "Mommy, my legs are weak!"

"…Ahhh, Little Wind, don't stop…you can do it…Mommy begs you, one more time…just one more time…"

I didn't expect Mommy to be so thirsty. Would I die under Mommy's lap? Such fear flashed through my mind, but Mommy's beautiful body, her unrestrained demands on me, her so eager for her own son's favor, how could I refuse? I don't know how many times I did it with Mommy, but during the last time, everything went black. I was probably about to die from exhaustion. I must have been a philandering wasp that walked right into Mommy's trap, constantly contributing my virgin semen into her spider-like vagina. Before I passed out, this crazy thought resurfaced in my mind.

Strangely, while I was unconscious, I seemed to feel a faint, cold current flowing up my glans and urethral opening from inside Mommy's vagina. It melted like ice meeting fire once it reached my body. This feeling was fleeting; was it just my imagination? The long night passed, and the storm finally subsided. The bright sunlight lazily shone on the earth.

04 The Coldness and Warmth of Human Relationships

"Xiao Feng! Xiao Feng! Time to get up!"

I woke up groggily, feeling as if an incredibly strong energy was coursing through my body. I felt so refreshed. I couldn't understand how, after a night of frenzied lovemaking, not only had I not exhausted myself, but I also felt like I had taken some kind of magic pill, as if I had been reborn. "Mom, it's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer? We just..."

I habitually lingered in bed, feeling that since I had been intimate with my mother last night, she should have reciprocated my wishes. But suddenly, something felt off, and I quickly swallowed my words. It wasn't that my mother seemed abnormal; rather, everything about her was perfectly normal, which surprised me.

"Good morning, Xiao Feng! What happened last night? Did you have a good dream?"

A dream? No way? What was my mother saying? I became alert, and my sleepiness vanished instantly! Mom's expression didn't change, but I seemed to see her eyes glance casually at my lower body, her pupils dilating slightly, and a faint smile playing on her lips. She remained composed, just like countless mornings before. She nodded and smiled at me, saying good morning. Even with my usually conceited keen observation skills, I couldn't discern anything.

"Good morning, Mom! Nothing? I just wanted to ask if the typhoon from last night is over?"

I carefully observed her. My boxer shorts were on, and the bed was spotless, without a trace of our passionate lovemaking. Mom was wearing a simple black chiffon dress, looking incredibly elegant. Her face was calm and composed; I couldn't see any signs of the passionate lovemaking we'd shared all night. So what exactly happened last night? Seeing no signs of anything amiss, I dared not act rashly. Although Mom didn't get angry easily, she had no history of spoiling her children. I could only suspect in my heart that Mom had taken advantage of me all night and was now denying it. Since the evidence was destroyed, I had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill, no matter how unwilling I was.

"Well, the sun is out now, the typhoon has obviously passed. It's getting late, nine o'clock. Get up and change your clothes. Tonight, Mom will take you to your uncle's house to see your aunt. We still have to rush to the airport later; the lawyer is going to publish your uncle's will tomorrow."

Mom stood in front of the bed and gave me a hard push.

"What? We're going to my uncle's house?"

I asked in surprise as I got out of bed.

"Mom, didn't you not want to see our relatives? When the lawyer reads out the will, won't they want a piece of the pie?"

"Silly son, you're too naive. Yutian Group was built by your uncle from scratch, without a single penny of financial support from the Wei family. Your uncle has made a will, so why should they get a piece of the pie?

"

Mom said calmly, her eyes still filled with sadness, but with a newfound composure, giving her an elegant and confident air.

"Mom, people are made of flesh and blood. If they beg you so humbly, can you really remain unmoved?"

I retorted. Mom remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly,

"Mom is no longer that naive little girl who only knew how to dream. We'll go and take back everything that belongs to you."

"But what's the use of us going? Uncle's will doesn't necessarily designate me as his heir, and besides, Uncle's family still has Aunt and Xiaoyi!"

Take back everything that belongs to me? I wondered. Mom's tone made it seem as if I were Uncle's heir.

"Hmm, did I forget to tell you?"

Mom smiled apologetically, but for some reason, I felt a glint of cunning in her eyes, and I had a bad feeling.

"You were adopted by your uncle when you were little. On the household registration, you're the eldest son of your uncle and aunt, and Xiaoyi's older brother! Do you think your uncle might have omitted you from his will?"

"I'm my uncle and aunt's son?"

I was truly shocked. Mommy meant that besides my aunt and Xiaoyi, I was also one of my uncle's legal heirs? Aunt? My heart skipped a beat, and my aunt's beautiful face flashed into my mind.

My aunt was a stunning beauty, no less so than Mommy. She didn't mind my age and treated me like an adult, like an older sister doting on her younger brother. I loved it when she hugged and kissed me, but I never imagined she was my mother on the household registration. I wondered if she still hugged and kissed me now. I suddenly felt so excited.

"That's right! Hurry up and change your clothes. I still need to ask the school for leave for you. We'll leave at noon, so your aunt won't be waiting for you!"

Mommy said matter-of-factly.

"Okay!"

Suppressing all my questions, I ran straight into Mom's bathroom to wash up. How awful! Mom really destroyed all the evidence left from last night. I thought I could find some clues.

Hmph, they say thirty is like a wolf, forty like a tiger. Looking at Mom's lustful state last night, she probably thought she was satisfied and could be relieved by pretending nothing happened. But after tasting the sweetness of her own son, I don't believe she can endure the torment of lust on her body and mind again. After

changing my clothes and packing a few things, Mom had already asked the school for leave for me. In a hurry, I grabbed my laptop, and Mom and I headed straight to the airport, flying from the southern port city to another major city in the north, to the mansion my uncle left behind. As the city lights began to twinkle,

Mom and I finally arrived at our destination.

Carrying simple luggage, I got out of the taxi and gazed at the magnificent mansion before me—a symbol of high society. A sudden unease gripped me. My mother had told me on the way that this house was registered in my name long ago. Although legally it belonged to me, I had never been here before. Did this place truly belong to me? "Miss Qingwu! You've finally arrived!"

An elderly, wrinkled doorman looked up from the glass window of the guardhouse. Seeing my mother, he exclaimed with delight, but his face immediately fell, filled with sorrow.

"It's such a pity that Young Master Haotian has passed away!"

"That's truly heartbreaking! Xiaofeng, greet Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu is from your maternal grandmother's family. Uncle Liu, this is my son. You even held him when he was little."

My mother's expression also darkened. Sensing her emotions, I tightened my grip on her hand, hoping to give her some strength. I turned to look at Uncle Liu and greeted him.

"Uncle Liu! Hello, I'm Xiaofeng!"

I was puzzled. Uncle Liu was so old, why was he still working as a gatekeeper? Such a big mansion, why didn't he have a few strong security guards? Could Uncle Liu, an old man, manage to manage? Of course, I didn't say anything.

"Oh my! It's young master Xiaofeng, you've grown so much! You're so handsome, just like young master Haotian when he was little..."

Uncle Liu looked at me with a kind face, reminiscing about the past with a sigh.

"Uncle Liu! Are you getting senile? Xiaofeng is my son, Haotian is my brother. They say nephews resemble their uncles, of course he does! Shatong is in there, right?"

Mom smiled slightly and chimed in.

"Ahhh! Hahaha~~ I, Old Liu, am getting more and more confused as I get older. Oh right, that's right! Young Madam is still waiting for Miss Qingwu. Please come in, please come in!"

Uncle Liu said with a face full of embarrassment. Mom nodded and led me through the gate. Inside the gate was a quiet garden. I noticed that several cars were already parked next to it.

"Young Master, that car belongs to your eldest uncle Wei Liantian, that car belongs to your fourth uncle Wei Hantian, this car belongs to your second aunt Wei Qingyuan, and this car belongs to your youngest aunt Wei Qingxuan. Hmph, money can be a powerful motivator! This family of thieves, they're all waiting to see if Young Master Haotian really left a will tomorrow!"

Uncle Liu appeared behind me like a ghost, speaking as if to me and my mother at the same time. Even with my incredibly sharp senses after my transformation, I couldn't detect his movements. I was quite surprised. What was the background of this old man, Uncle Liu, who was almost in the grave? As far as I know, my maternal grandfather had three wives, one for his eldest son and one for his youngest, and four sons and five daughters. His wives were: the eldest, Wei Liantian (first wife); the second, Wei Haitian (second wife); the third, my uncle Wei Haotian (third wife); the fourth, Wei Hantian (first wife); the eldest daughter, Wei Qingfeng (second wife); the second daughter, Wei Qingyuan (first wife); the most beautiful third daughter, my mother Wei Qingwu (third wife); the fourth daughter, Wei Qingxiu (first wife); and the youngest daughter, Wei Qingxuan (second wife).

Among them, the eldest uncle, Wei Liantian, was 51 years old; the eldest aunt, Wei Qingfeng, was 50 years old; the second uncle, Wei Haitian, was 47 years old; and the second aunt, Wei Qingyuan, was 46 years old. My uncles Haotian and Hantian, both 43 years old, were born in the same year, only one month apart. My mother and fourth aunt, Qingxiu, were also born in the same year and are both 36 years old. My youngest aunt, Qingxuan, is one year younger than my mother.

Besides my second uncle, Wei Haitian, who supposedly eloped with my maternal grandmother... uh! and went into seclusion to cultivate Taoism, my eldest aunt died young, and my fourth aunt married far away, I wouldn't be surprised if any of the others came. What surprised me was why my aunt Qingxuan was here too! In the family, my aunt's beauty is second only to my mother's; she's incredibly charming and gets along with my mother fairly well. At least she doesn't look down on me and my mother like the others do, and she often visits my mother. I just hoped that my aunt Qingxuan wasn't here for the money, but to mourn her brotherly love with my uncle. I hoped so in my heart, but I still sighed. Is it really true that money can move people's hearts? As my mother stepped into the hall, I saw that several relatives had indeed arrived. Two young and beautiful girls, whom I guessed were maids, were standing aside serving this large family.

My eldest uncle's family occupied the main seats near the fireplace. My two cousins, Wenbin and Wenlong, were there, legs crossed, staring at the huge flat-screen TV on the wall, oblivious to everyone else. My eldest aunt, dressed in a peacock-like gown, was chatting with my old-fashioned fourth aunt in her high-pitched voice.

My eldest uncle, on the other hand, seemed to be on a business call with a business partner on his cell phone. Judging from his exasperated and disheveled appearance, the rumors that his business had been declining over the years were probably true. My

fourth uncle's family occupied the sofa at the west end. My fourth aunt, a teacher at a private university, seemed to be enduring my eldest aunt's relentless barrage of questions. My cousins, Yushan and Yuzhi, seemed much more well-mannered than my eldest uncle's two, silently reading their magazines. My fourth uncle, who had failed to be elected city councilor several times, was whispering with my second aunt, who had been divorced three times.

My second aunt's cousin, Cheng Shuhui, dressed in fashionable designer clothes and wearing heavy makeup, was talking on the phone. My cousin Shuhui has always wanted to enter the entertainment industry since she was a child. I know that she finally entered the entertainment industry and became a star by shooting several photo albums with her hot and sexy figure. Now she has changed her name to Keqi.

Last time, a netizen sent me some photos, including ten of my cousin Shuhui's stunning nude photos. They were incredibly clear. Although I masturbated a bit more that day because of them, I still felt she had sacrificed too much. To be honest, she's inherited good looks and figure from her family, and her overall qualities are excellent. Using this shortcut of taking photos to enter the entertainment industry might not be a good thing for her future career.

The man who came with my second aunt seemed to be a smooth-talking pretty boy. I'd never seen him before, and I wondered if he would become my fourth uncle-in-law. Judging from his slicked-back hair, his flirtatious manner among the women, and his shifty eyes, I knew he wasn't a good person.

My aunt sat quietly in a dark corner, her face pale as a ghost. I didn't see my cousin Wenwen, but I did see my uncle-in-law, who had already divorced my aunt, awkwardly standing in another corner of the living room. What was his role here? I couldn't help but wonder.

As soon as my mom and I entered the hall, before we even saw my aunt and Xiaoyi, we were met by this whole family.

Clearly, my mom, like me, hadn't expected this large group. Apart from the two girls who showed a hint of curiosity, everyone else was unusually enthusiastic and fawning over us.

One called us "Xiaowu," another "sister," and my five older cousins, all significantly older than me, swarmed around calling me "Third Aunt," "Third Aunt," and "Little Feng." The most ridiculous thing was the young man who accompanied my second aunt, who called my mom "Big Sister" so affectionately, making her frown.

I had a vague idea of what was going on, and everything seemed to be exactly as I'd predicted.

When my aunt, heavily pregnant, married my uncle in a whirlwind romance, he was still penniless. My mother, holding me, only four years old, attended their simple wedding. The materialistic Wei family, one by one, made excuses about being too busy and none of them attended. How could they have imagined that my uncle would later amass such a vast fortune? They only seek help at the last minute. They hadn't built any real relationship with my aunt, and she was an unpredictable person. If my uncle had left a will, it wouldn't be easy for us relatives, born of the same grandfather, to get anything out of his deceased estate.

So they probably thought my mother was the key; she wouldn't side with outsiders. After all, my uncle and mother shared the same mother, and if my uncle had a will, my mother would naturally get a share. Why didn't they understand to cultivate a relationship a few years earlier? Even if it's all insincere, people remember things most sincerely when they're down on their luck. My mother and I have suffered so much over the years, and it wasn't for nothing. If they knew how to offer help in times of need, they wouldn't need to come and add to our happiness today. My uncle always tried to keep a low profile in his private life; did he foresee this scene? For a moment, I, a fifteen-year-old boy, felt a pang of sadness about the ways of the world. "Sister Wu, you've finally arrived!"

A melodious voice echoed softly on the Baroque-style staircase leading to the second floor. The voice conveyed a contradictory feeling of faint sadness and slight joy, strangely yet harmoniously. The chaos in the hall instantly subsided.

"Ah Tong! Are you alright?"

Ignoring the embarrassed expressions of my enthusiastic relatives, my mother gracefully stepped over the crowd and ascended the stairs. In that instant, I felt that my mother was like a beautiful goddess who looked down upon all living beings.

"Yes, as long as you're here, Sister Wu, I'll be happy with anything!"

I replied to my mother in a coquettish tone. A stunningly beautiful woman, who looked to be around twenty years old, stood quietly at the top of the stairs, her arm linked with my mother's. She looked at my relatives, her sexy red lips curling into a slight smirk, seemingly with a hint of mockery. This was my beautiful aunt, Ji Shatong.

My aunt was five or six years younger than my mother, and was now around thirty. I thought my aunt was very beautiful when I was a child, but I never expected that two years later, when I saw her again, she would still be so incredibly beautiful. Had the merciless passage of time not left any marks on her? This wasn't the first time I had seen my aunt. In fact, my relationship with my aunt was like that of siblings. She, Xiaoyi, and my uncle often came to my house until two years ago. But I was still stunned, just like the first time. I felt my heart was pounding as I looked at my aunt.

Her bright, beautiful eyes, brimming with captivating charm, flowed with a thousand allure points. Her long, waist-length black hair was tinged with a mesmerizing purple, framing her graceful neck. Diamond earrings shimmered subtly beneath her hair. A deep black gauze dress, a symbol of mourning, accentuated her slender waist and exquisite curves, making her appear even more noble and captivating.

I felt as if I were looking at a noble queen from the clouds, a sense of awe washing over me. My aunt truly understood the art of dressing. Yet, the faint sorrow on her face also stirred a deep tenderness within me. Her slender waist seemed so delicate, as if it could break at any moment.

For no apparent reason, I noticed for the first time that my aunt and mother bore an uncanny resemblance. If it weren't for their slightly different eye shapes, which gave them a somewhat dissimilar appearance, their facial features, contours, and figures would be remarkably similar. Moreover, they both seemed to possess an indescribable quality, conveying both a sense of dignity and a hint of lustfulness

, making me wonder if, deep down, they were both, actually wanton and promiscuous women. That contradictory quality, appearing simultaneously on two beautiful faces that were both similar and uniquely gorgeous, was truly indescribable. This feeling was especially strong when my mother walked up to my aunt and hooked her arm around her.

I stared at my aunt, bewildered. As if sensing my overly enthusiastic gaze, my aunt's sensual red lips curved slightly upwards, her beautiful eyes winking playfully at me, a subtle, ambiguous smile playing on her lips.

"Auntie! It's been so long!"

Suddenly realizing my lapse in composure, I blushed and quickly lowered my head. I then noticed that all the men present were staring blankly at my mother and aunt, two beauties, while several women, including my Aunt Qingxuan, wore expressions of envy.

"Yes, it's been so long, almost two years! Xiaofeng, Xiaoyi and I have missed you terribly!"

My aunt smiled and nodded at me.

"Ah, where's Xiaoyi? I haven't seen her in ages either. Is she upstairs?"

I skillfully slipped away from the crowd and headed upstairs. Based on my past impressions, if I wasn't mistaken, the upstairs area should belong to the family.

"Hmm! Xiao Yi is upstairs. She was waiting for you, but it's so late, so I let her go to sleep first! Nawa, help Xiao Feng take his luggage to Xiao Yi's room. Xiao Feng will be keeping her company in her room tonight. Are the blankets and pillows ready?"

"Yes, Sister Tong! The silk blankets and pillows are all ready!"

Before I could even go upstairs, Nawa, the young girl standing to the side, smiled and took my luggage and laptop from my hands.

She was surprisingly strong for her petite frame. Her accent was a bit stiff, so I guessed she was a Vietnamese maid, but Nawa's name sounded like a Miao person. She was very sweet-looking with fair skin, wearing a plain gray linen dress with an elegant cut. You really couldn't tell she was a servant.

"I only had some juice on the way, and I'm a little hungry! Ah Tong, come with me for something to eat! Xiao Feng, come on over! Aunt Hu is from your maternal grandmother's side of the family, and her cooking is top-notch ! Mom hasn't had her food in years, so we're going to have a good feast today

!" Mom took her aunt's hand and walked down the stairs affectionately. "Heh, you knew I hadn't eaten dinner either, so we can eat together! Jiang Xin, go to the kitchen and tell Aunt Hu that Sister Wu has arrived, and ask her to make some of her signature dishes."

Aunt instructed another taller girl.

"Okay, Sister Tong! Our great-aunt has been wondering why Wu hasn't arrived yet. Now that Sister Qingwu and Xiao Feng are here, she must be overjoyed. It'll be a good opportunity for her to show off her skills!"

Jiang Xin spoke with a pure Beijing accent and was a pretty girl with short, neat hair reaching her shoulders. Dressed in a shirt and jeans, she looked more like a student. Judging from her tone, she seemed to be Hu Sao's aunt's grandniece. Her tone was quite loud and friendly, which was quite unexpected. I was really curious why a girl like her would come to my aunt's house to help out as a maid. Although we didn't exchange many words, seeing my mother acting as if she were the mistress of the house, and my aunt also looking at it as if it were perfectly normal, I couldn't help but wonder if there was some hidden story I didn't know, besides the fact that I was adopted by my uncle and aunt as their son. Thinking back to when my uncle and aunt visited, they never let me know these things, and my mother was obviously unwilling to say much. If my uncle hadn't suddenly passed away, I was probably still in the dark. I couldn't help but secretly ponder this more carefully.

"It's so late, haven't you all eaten yet? Would you like to join us?"

Before stepping into the dining room, my aunt turned around, glanced at my relatives behind her, and asked.

"We've eaten! We've eaten! We've already eaten, don't be shy! Don't bother us!"

My second aunt said on behalf of everyone, while pinching the butt of the lecherous young man next to her who was trying to follow us. I secretly found it amusing.

After chatting for a while in the dining room, a middle-aged woman, about fifty or sixty years old, came in carrying a large ebony tray. My mother saw her and happily called out, "Aunt Hu." I had thought Aunt Hu was about the same age as Uncle Liu, but she looked so young. Nevertheless, I politely greeted her as well.

Aunt Hu, an older woman, excitedly held my mother's hand, showering her with concern. My mother was clearly warmed. From their conversation, I learned that Aunt Hu had long enjoyed a comfortable retirement, supported by her children. She had originally come to pay her respects, but knowing my mother was coming, she stayed on. This sentiment was truly touching.

As for Jiang Xin and Na Wa, I'm a little confused. They weren't maids. Jiang Xin was indeed Aunt Hu's niece, reportedly studying financial management and a skilled employee trained by her uncle, Yutian Group. She had come to help with everything. Na Wa, on the other hand, was supposedly

an orphaned Miao girl that Uncle Liu brought back from a visit to his hometown a few years ago. Uncle Liu was said to be a martial arts practitioner, and Na Wa was a descendant of one of his former fellow students. She now practiced martial arts with Uncle Liu, making the grandfather and granddaughter practically the family's protectors.

Aunt Hu's cooking skills are truly amazing. Two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, four home-style dishes, a bowl of delicious soup, plus a silver thread snow roll and a jade eight-treasure porridge—simple staples and side dishes, yet the flavors were unforgettable. I almost swallowed my tongue! For the first time, I understood the true meaning of pursuing the ultimate taste of life's finest food.

My aunt chuckled, and I blushed a little at my unrefined eating habits. From the moment I started eating, my aunt had been staring at me, making me quite embarrassed.

"Xiao Feng, eat slowly. Aunt Hu's cooking skills have all been passed down to your aunt. If you like these, your aunt can make them for you in the future,"

my aunt said gently, her face full of loving kindness. She even put some food in my bowl. I was very touched; she still doted on me and loved me from the bottom of her heart, just like before.

"Heh~ What? Ah Tong, are you so eager to snatch my son away? Why haven't you ever offered to cook a couple of dishes for me to try? This kid is all show and no substance. Don't be fooled by his charming appearance now; he's rotten to the core. If you really want him as your son, don't hold back. Xiao Feng, why don't you call her 'Mom'?"

Mom glanced at me, speaking in a seemingly serious but actually feigned tone. I felt quite awkward and didn't dare to reply. I had to call both women "Mom," and I couldn't afford to offend either of them. I was afraid of saying something wrong, which would make my future days miserable.

"Hehehehe... So, Sister Wu told Xiao Feng about the adoption? Actually, Sister Wu, what do you want to eat? How could I not get it for you? I just wanted to build a relationship with my son. After all, how can I, his nominal mother, compare to you, his biological mother? Sister Wu, please forgive my little grudge!"

Aunt chuckled, deftly deflecting Mom's words with her sharp tongue, and placed another piece of meat in front of her. She was adept at pleasing both sides.

"You really treat him like a treasure? Don't blame me for not warning you when you find out what kind of bad intentions he has!"

Mom's words were laced with sarcasm, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally revealing my secret. My face turned red. Just from this unintentional slip of the tongue, I was certain that Mom had indeed taken advantage of me last night! "Mom~~~ Give her some face!"

I called out, and Mom immediately realized she'd almost given herself away. She gave me a playful glare and quickly shut up. Mom herself hadn't noticed, but the unintentional flirtatious glint in her eye roll sent chills down my spine! I inwardly grumbled, thinking it wasn't entirely my fault that our family's embarrassing situation was happening, but I dared not say it aloud. Mom was acting nonchalant in front of me, and until I caught her red-handed, I could only suffer in silence. Mom's earlier

glare had indeed backfired. My aunt immediately became suspicious, but Mom wasn't one to be trifled with. She maintained an impeccable, elegant smile, and even I couldn't detect anything amiss.

"Oh, are you wearing perfume?"

My aunt tilted her head, her eyes sparkling as she gave me a charming smile. She took my hand, her fragrance filling the air, and leaned close to my ear, breathing softly, like a spoiled little girl.

"No, I'm not wearing any perfume, Auntie. What's wrong?"

I wondered. Did I really have some unusual scent? "You have a very nice scent..."

My aunt suddenly blushed, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes. Then she shook her head and whispered,

"Xiao Feng, what mischief have you done to make your mother so angry? Tell your aunt secretly, we're in cahoots, so she'll be wary of you!"

I noticed my mother's ears and neck turn slightly red; she had clearly heard me.

"Hehehehehe..."

I chuckled awkwardly, feigning ignorance. My aunt's soft breasts pressed tightly against my arm. My skin is very sensitive, and I immediately admired the firm, beautiful shape of her breasts. The bra she was wearing must have been made of the softest, lightest material. My heart was pounding. My eyes met my aunt's mischievous gaze, and I felt incredibly embarrassed. Seeing my blushing face, my aunt burst into a bright laugh! Actually, I was a little surprised. It's true that my aunt often hugged me when I was little, but I'm all grown up now. Why doesn't she have any inhibitions? For a little boy, this behavior is affectionate, but for a fifteen-year-old boy, it's an ambiguous act with a flirtatious undertone. It's far too intimate.

"Xiao Feng, just call your aunt 'Mom,' make her happy!"

Mom casually changed the subject, but silently kicked me lightly under the table.

"Mom~~~!"

Why would Mom kick me if she had nothing to hide? Hey, she's given herself away, but she's handing this mess over to me. I affectionately call my aunt "Mom," and don't doubt it, at this moment I genuinely acknowledge her as my mother.

Aunt, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but last night Mommy and I stripped naked and did some hard work all night. All my wicked schemes were poured into her lewd field. This is something that can't be brought to light, so how can I say it out loud? I know perfectly well that Mommy and I are having an affair; we're two grasshoppers tied to the same string.

She can pretend nothing happened to me, but Grandma and my second uncle's affair serves as a warning. No matter who reveals any clues between Mommy and me, as long as people start to speculate, even if we've actually had sex, even if Mommy and I are normally upright, we won't escape gossip. We, mother and son, will never be able to hold our heads high again.

So I immediately seized the opportunity. Calling a beauty like my aunt "Mom" wouldn't be a loss for me. Think about what good things Mommy and I have done! Hehe, I'll take this chance and be filial to you, Auntie. With my smiling eyes narrowed, looking at my auntie's angelic face, I thought wickedly. My sincerity had completely turned into a bellyful of evil thoughts! In the end, it's all because my auntie is too beautiful, causing me to have all sorts of messy fantasies. But perhaps my mind has also fallen. I'm no longer the innocent little boy I was before I was ten; I'm a precocious teenager full of desire. And what's more dangerous is that I've already tasted the forbidden fruit with Mommy.

"My dear son, alas... it's such a pity your uncle died. He was always depressed because he had no son. If he could have heard you call him 'Dad' before he died, he would have been overjoyed."

My aunt's beautiful eyes were misty with tears as she spoke with boundless sadness, stirring up painful memories. My mother's eyes immediately reddened as well, and she lowered her head in silence. A deep sorrow silently spread across the dining table.

Yes, I sighed silently, thinking, "Mom even let me be adopted by my uncle, why couldn't I have called him 'Dad' before he died, and made him happy?" Suddenly, a thought struck me. Why hadn't they ever mentioned this to me? Could there be some crucial point I didn't understand? After dinner, Nawa took me to Xiaoyi's room, while Mommy and Auntie went back to Auntie's room. When we passed through the hall, only my three cousins, Wenbin and Wenlong from my eldest uncle's family, and Yuzhi from my fourth uncle's family, were there, chatting casually with Jiang Xin. A beautiful lady attracts a gentleman; they had arrived several days earlier and had probably become familiar with each other. It seemed that everyone else had gone back to their rooms.

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