[Urban] Mother and Child Concentration Camp (Complete) - 26

I was fourteen

, not very tall, only about 1.5 meters.

At school, most of my friends were about my height. Even though we were short, taller people would shun us; if they messed with us, they'd be kneeling and begging for mercy.

At school, I was like a little tyrant, completely lawless.

Bullying others gave me a thrill; watching taller boys kneel before me made me feel incredibly good.

I had a sworn brother, haha. Without him, I wouldn't be so arrogant.

One day, my sworn brother came to our school. As soon as he entered my classroom, his eyes were glued to our class monitor. I sensed something in his mysterious gaze, but I didn't know what was going to happen.

My sworn brother, the handsome dog, swaggered over to the monitor, and I followed his gaze. That's when I realized that although the monitor was about our age, she was quite developed, about 1.6 meters tall. And her fair, delicate face and already prominent breasts... I realized then. The monitor was a woman.

Handsome Dog, true to his reputation as the leader, made the class monitor laugh with just a few words.

The class monitor was a model student, an excellent girl, but somehow, she was easily won over by the leader. After evening self-study, the leader took us to walk her home.

Halfway there, we reached the park entrance.

Handsome Dog stopped, took out 10 yuan, and bought us some snacks.

It seems girls love to eat; after a few skewers of barbecue, we accepted Handsome Dog's suggestion to go to the park.

Once inside, Handsome Dog gave me some money to go ice skating first, while he took the class monitor for a walk.

That's how I parted ways with the leader. While ice skating, I kept wondering what the leader and the class monitor would do.

Remembering how the leader often talked about how many women he'd slept with, I couldn't help but think about what was about to happen. My curiosity, coupled with a strange desire, made me take off my skates and quietly follow him.

Following the leader into the darkest part of the park, I saw many couples secretly kissing.

I couldn't help but look around, my ears perked up to listen to the rustling of the mosquitoes.

The leader chose a seat and sat down with the class monitor. I also chose a spot and lay down on the grass, waiting for the show to begin.

Sure enough, not long after the leader and monitor sat down, the leader put his arm around the monitor's slender waist. The monitor seemed unwilling and pushed the leader away forcefully, making muffled sounds.

The monitor's resistance was weak, and soon the leader pinned her to the grass. After pinning her down, the leader, like a wolf, began to grope her chest roughly.

Just imagining the leader touching a woman's breasts made my little brother hard.

Hey, brothers, you might ask, how can a 1.5-meter-tall kid have such a big penis? You're wrong. My penis is longer than half a length when held in both hands. Why is it so long? The reason is that when I was little, I often secretly read my uncle's pornographic books. I started masturbating at 12, and in two years, my height didn't increase, but my penis became incredibly large.

Putting all that aside, the boss was also at the point of raging fire, completely out of control.

Watching him lift the class monitor's skirt and press his body against hers, he was moving his body from side to side. Oh. It seemed the boss was trying to penetrate the class monitor's vagina.

Exciting! I was getting excited. Suddenly, the boss pressed down on the class monitor's lower body and sank in.

Damn, I couldn't see anything clearly. I guess he was inserting into the class monitor's vagina.

Whether I could see it or not, just knowing that someone was penetrating me made me incredibly excited, especially since it was my acquaintance, the class monitor, being penetrated. The show was about to begin. Would the class monitor, like in the books, scream "Big cock is fucking me to death..."? Before the show

even started, I heard the class monitor's pig-like screams!

Wow... The boss was so scared that he pulled up his pants and ran away. What about me? I wasn't stupid, so I naturally followed!

Back home, my mind kept replaying the image of the cute class monitor being penetrated, wanting to experience it in real life. I became even more excited. I

went to the bedroom, took out my treasured pornographic books, and started masturbating while reading.

Mom wasn't home yet, and I was masturbating without restraint. I was panting heavily, stroking my large penis.

The bed creaked incessantly with my movements.

Just as I was getting excited while reading, the front door opened.

Mom was home. Sigh… Mom's home. I couldn't be so arrogant anymore, and I slowed down my masturbation.

"Xiaoxin, still not asleep so late?"

Hearing my mother's question, I gently touched my glans, pinching the urethral opening to stop the fluid from flowing. I replied dejectedly, "Mom, I'm reading."

"Oh, reading? Remember not to look so close, it'll make you nearsighted. And go to bed early."

Ugh, my mom is so annoying! Although I was annoyed, I still had to obediently agree, "Okay, Mom, you go to bed early too."

Mom said "Mmm!" and didn't bother me anymore.

Without my mother's interference, I continued my masturbation. Because of what happened last night, I was particularly aroused today. No matter how much I rubbed my penis, I couldn't ejaculate, and the content of the pornographic book no longer appealed to me.

So I put the book away; it felt unreal. My mind began searching for a real female body. What I needed was a real woman.

Women flashed through my mind, but I couldn't pinpoint a specific target for my fantasies.

My hand was still rubbing my penis, and my heart was calling out for penetration, for a woman's wanton cunt.

A sudden flash of inspiration struck me, and the woman I had the most contact with naturally appeared:

Mom! Mom was not only beautiful, but also the woman I knew best in my mind. In my mind, Mom was naked, her snow-white, round breasts being licked by me, and my large penis was inside her cunt.

God, imagining my penis inside Mom's vagina made my whole body tremble violently, and my grip suddenly tightened, making the bed creak loudly.

Lustful thoughts controlled me; at this moment, I was no longer afraid that Mom would hear what I was doing. Instead, I deliberately wanted her to hear, the thought that my mother might discover my masturbation only fueled my excitement.

My stroking became more intense, my hand gripping my penis as I thought, "If Mom gets angry and questions me, I plan to show her my penis and rape her like in the books." Once lust takes over, the old saying goes, "lust knows no bounds."

My hopes were dashed; there was no response from Mom.

Was she asleep? I wondered, my hand still stroking my penis. With increasing excitement, Mom's image became clearer. Her usual words and actions, no matter how affectionate or strict, were replaced by lewd scenes in my fantasies. Still using my hands? How can that bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-quality silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to realistically resemble her genitals, highly realistic in shape, with soft and delicate skin! Built-in large bumps closely mimic female anatomy for a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter

the world of "Mom's Tenderness," imagining Mom naked, bathing with me, Mom facing me, her full breasts bouncing before my eyes, Mom's smile. Then, I can't imagine what's beneath her legs, but Mom's smiling moans are so clear in my mind.

Remembering Mom's stern side makes me think that if I could have sex with her, I wouldn't be afraid of her anymore. If she scolds me, I can ride on her slightly protruding belly.

The moon outside was unusually round; perhaps on a full moon night, wolves would unleash their true nature. Every cell in my body was thinking of the woman in the next bedroom, my mother.

My throbbing penis, its blood-red glans trembling, trembled incessantly. It trembled for my mother's body; my desire to possess her was growing stronger, compounded by my father's absence.

On this full moon night, the wolf began its move.

Soon, a dark figure crept stealthily towards my mother's bedroom. That was me. Emboldened by a do-or-die attitude, my small body was completely uncovered.

I liked it; I liked the feeling of my penis erect between my legs.

I gently pushed the door to my mother's bedroom—it didn't budge! It seemed my mother had locked it.

This setback didn't discourage me. Because lust, when it's driving you, possesses an irresistible force. I went to the balcony. When I discovered my mother's window was open, a strange excitement surged within me; I was about to succeed.

I nimbly climbed into my mother's bedroom.

When I stood in my father's spot, my mother was there before me.

It was summer, and she was only wearing a thin nightgown, with nothing underneath. Because of the way her breasts were raised, her nipples were visible through the fabric.

Her breathing was so even, and the rise and fall of her breasts made me want to touch them.

Ah, so comfortable, her breasts were so soft. My hand grasped her breast, and my sleeping mother let out a soft moan.

She seemed about to wake up, but I wasn't afraid. Instead, I took further action.

I lifted her nightgown, and from her bare stomach, I grabbed the edge of her panties. I pulled them down forcefully.

With my movement, she twisted a few times, and the panties fell to her thighs. My mother had a lot of dark hair on her lower abdomen, and my breathing became even more rapid because of it.

Suddenly, I pressed my head against her lower abdomen, inhaling deeply into her pubic hair. I smelled a uniquely feminine scent, a scent completely different from the fragrance emanating from her upper body. But this strong, pungent smell only fueled my fervor.

In my frenzy, I pulled my mother's panties down to her thighs. She slept soundly until I removed them, still sleeping peacefully.

After parting her thighs, I inhaled deeply into her lower abdomen, my nose following the trail of pubic hair downwards. My eyes followed the forest there.

My mother's sacred place, the gateway to my birth. Her labia were so close, so clearly visible in the

moonlight. Her tightly closed labia were so sexy.

Thinking of oral sex, I couldn't resist licking her closed labia with my tongue.

There was no taste, yet it felt incredibly delicious. My tongue gently parted a small opening.

At that moment, my mother let out a soft moan, a moan like a powerful aphrodisiac, stimulating me. My mouth pressed against my mother's labia, my tongue beginning to explore her sacred place.

Soon, her closed labia were parted by my tongue, and I could feel a contracting opening—that must be my mother's vagina, the place from which I came from. My penis was about to…

Suddenly, I was pushed by a force, but I wasn't pushed away in my excitement. At the same time, I realized that my mother had woken up, because I could see that her thighs were twitching uncontrollably.

I always have to face it, and besides, I'm not afraid to face it.

I looked up and saw my mother's angry and fearful eyes. Her whole body was trembling. I think it was because her son had done something she couldn't even imagine today.

My eyes were filled with animalistic desire, and I think my mother felt it too. Otherwise, her eyes wouldn't be so fearful.

"Xiaoxin, what's wrong with you?" My mother's voice was trembling and a little hoarse. It seemed that she couldn't quite believe this reality.

I licked my wet lips. My mother looked at me with such arrogance. Her face darkened, and a loud slap rang out.

My mother hit me, originally wanting to regain her maternal dignity through violence, but seeing my animalistic desires, she trembled and pulled at her motherly frame: "Xiaoxin, get out of here right now, I'll settle the score with you tomorrow…" Before my mother could finish the sentence, I pounced on her like a wolf.

I pounced on my mother's soft body, her full thighs wrapped around my waist. Her breasts were beside my face. My penis was pressed against her labia. The large glans was searching for a way in.

"Ah, Shin-chan, what are you doing?" By the time my mother realized I wouldn't obey her, it was too late. I had the upper hand. My waist parted her thighs, which could have been closed, and my main force was brazenly trying to penetrate her last line of defense.

"You can't do this, Shin-chan." My mother's voice was soft, but her resistance was fierce. My mother beneath me was like a wild horse, struggling and twisting her body.

Her soft, comfortable flesh violently jolted me, and with her strength, I almost vomited. But I was determined to insert my penis into my mother's womb.

In the struggle with my mother, my deadly weapon passed through her gate several times, only to be skillfully twisted away by her.

My penis lost its target and remained embedded in her thigh. After one failure, I attacked again.

Because I was on top and my mother was on the bottom, she had to expend much more effort than I did.

After several failed attempts to get up, my mother needed to catch her breath and rest

. At that moment, I seized the opportunity, lifting my hips and controlling my erect penis, aiming at my pre-locked target. Ah, with my success! My mother whimpered, tears streaming down her face before me.

"Xiaoxin, no… I'm your mother!" Despite her cries, the prodigal son didn't turn back, for I had entered a warm world—my mother's muddy vagina.

My thick penis, warm with my body heat, parted the surrounding thicket and plunged deep into my mother's body.

My mother closed her eyes in despair, her pitiful appearance only fueling my excitement.

Oh, I've raped my mother like this. Her vagina is so warm. Thinking this, I looked down at my penis, still half-entered. The initial entry had been difficult, so every inch of my penis had been slowly pushed in.

Now, hehe, I chuckled lewdly and thrust my lower abdomen forward. The remaining part of my penis disappeared into my mother's vaginal opening, fully inserted. I could feel my penis burning against her uterus.

As my mother screamed, I reached the peak of excitement. My thick penis was enveloped in my mother's warm vagina, the walls of her vagina burning with desire. "Oh...Mom, did I really come from there?!" I shouted excitedly, my eyes closed, while my hips slowly twisted, causing my penis to rub even more intensely against the walls of her vagina. My mother didn't reply.

Although it was somewhat wishful thinking, it didn't affect me much. I continued to thrust my lower body. Oh, my glans, I feel a tingling sensation. Mom still didn't respond. Although her vagina was enveloping me, her indifference made me feel disappointed and fueled my anger. So I suddenly opened my eyes. Oh, Mom had fainted. No wonder she was so quiet. She looked like she was in a lot of pain.

Maybe it was because of the fact that her son had just raped her. Oh, poor Mom. Like a crocodile crying, I moved my hands to Mom's full waist and slowly thrust my penis in and out. Watching my thick penis stretch open Mom's vagina and slowly enter, I couldn't help but groan. Mom... My hands also kept stroking Mom's bare buttocks, gradually moving from her full round buttocks to the place where Mom and I were joined together as I penetrated her. I touched her plump labia and felt them opening as they swallowed my penis.

I couldn't help but groan, my fingers following the penis as it dug into her plump, fleshy opening. With my fingers, her opening gradually became wet, the sticky fluid clinging to my fingers, flowing out with my penis as it moved in and out. Was this a woman's vaginal fluid? The pornographic books I'd read described how bubbles would appear when a woman was being penetrated to the point of death. Hehe, after confirming this, my lewd excitement intensified. A surge of heat rushed from my heart to my lower abdomen, and my penis, still hard as ever, began to gush from my body.

I knew I was about to explode. I immediately transformed from a wild wolf into a lion, my hands between my mother's buttocks, my four fingers parting her wet labia, and I began to thrust wildly. "Mom, I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck you until you can't live without my cock. Every day..." Before I could finish speaking, my semen gushed out, flowing into my mother's uterus. The feeling of ejaculating inside a woman for the first time was wonderful.

As I shouted, my unconscious mother suddenly started to move. It wasn't sudden; it was because I thought, "Don't ejaculate inside before I do, or I'll get pregnant!" Right, I was too excited earlier. I didn't notice what my mother said or her attempts to get rid of me. And her previous unconsciousness was an act—how could you do that! Now that she's awake, she can't pretend anymore. How could I not do that? My shameless attitude...

My mother almost yelled, "You beast, get down here!" Hehe, I sneered, and slipped my hand into her crotch. After the impact of my semen, it was already soaking wet. When my fingers touched the outer edge of her labia, the sticky fluid wet my hand. Touching there, I couldn't help but insert my fingers. Her hot vagina... "Don't... let me go!" Haha, Mom, didn't you realize?

My penis was hard again. With my lewd laughter and my deliberate thrusting, my mother blushed. Shyly, she glared at me. "You'll regret this!" Those words didn't scare me. Regret what? I won't give you pocket money anymore! Heh, I'm not afraid anymore. As long as I can ride you every day, I'm happy even without spending money. My

mom is a 20-year-old associate professor

. My name is Xiaoguang, and I'm seventeen years old. My mom is thirty-seven years old. She's very beautiful and sexy, 1.68 meters tall, and weighs 105 kilograms. She exudes femininity and maternal love.

She works in a university lab and is an expert in biology. When my mom goes to work, she wears glasses—actually, they're non-stick glasses. She says it's to make herself look more like a scholar and to avoid people staring at her. Yes, I don't want people staring at my beautiful mom either.

But once home, Mom would take off her oversized work clothes and glasses, revealing her true self: a full, alluring figure, rounded hips, and breasts that seemed ready to burst forth. Her neck was fair, and her skin was white, like jade, incredibly delicate. I loved to hug her waist tightly, so I could feel her breasts rubbing against my chest. Mom also had a special, faint fragrance that made me feel dizzy, a heat that seemed to spread upwards from my lower abdomen like an electric shock, and my penis would automatically harden.

Of course, Mom was unaware of these feelings. At home, my best conversations with Mom were during dinner and while watching TV afterward. Mom would ask about my homework and occasionally talk about her work, about interesting things that happened at work. Because Mom researches biology, she often uses animals for experiments. We had a small white dog at home, also named Xiaobai (Little White).

It was a male dog. My mother takes great care of herself. She uses face masks at night, then relaxes on her rarely seen high-quality face mask while watching TV. She also uses the home gym equipment for exercise and gets up early in the morning to do some exercises on TV. Her favorite thing to do is take a bath; sometimes she stays in the bathroom for an hour. They have a small TV in the bathroom where she comfortably watches TV while soaking in the water.

The next morning, my mother's face is radiant, and she prepares breakfast early. One day, my mother brought home another puppy, also white, and very similar to Little White. She said there was no room for it in the research lab, so she was keeping it at home for a few days. It was a female dog, Little White's mother.

Evening came, and my mother and I had dinner together. We sat on the sofa, a rare treat, watching TV. My mother was wearing a thin white shirt and white shorts. Because it was hot, I was shirtless, wearing only shorts, and leaned against her. Her breasts were faintly visible in front of me. It turned out she wasn't wearing a bra, so her white underwear was almost transparent, making my heart pound. I really wanted to reach out and touch her alluring breasts.

Suddenly, I noticed Xiao Bai and A Long playing at our feet—not playing, but mating. Xiao Bai was arching its back against its mother's, making strange noises. I started observing their mating. My mother noticed too, and looked down. When I turned around, our eyes met. My mother's face immediately turned red. "Little child, don't look at that." "What are they doing?" "I asked a question I already knew the answer to.

My mother's face turned even redder. She thought for a moment, perhaps thinking that I was seventeen now and should teach me some physiological knowledge. 'They mate, that's when it happens, when they have sexual intercourse, they can have offspring!' After saying that, my mother's expression softened a bit. I wanted to tease her a little, 'Then why do they push inwards?' My mother smiled. 'It feels good this way!'

As my mother smiled, I felt a surge of impulse, as if I wanted to hug her. I slowly moved closer to my mother, put my arm around her waist, and asked, 'Is that how people are born?' My mother seemed to tremble slightly, put her arm around my shoulder and said, 'Yes! But people can't do that with their own mothers!'

'Why?' My mother said, 'Because that will result in unhealthy offspring!' 'Then as long as you don't have them, it's fine!' 'But that's not allowed by social morality!'" "My mother's delicate hand gently stroked my shoulder. I'd never been touched by a woman before, and even though it was my mother's hand, it immediately made me feel incredibly comfortable.

I hugged my mother tighter. Her pair of white thighs were right in front of me. I gently touched them with my left hand. Her thighs were as smooth as jade, so comfortable to touch. I asked, 'So I was born after Mom and Dad mated?' My mother seemed embarrassed, a blush spreading across her face as she softly replied, 'Yes! Mom and Dad loved each other and you were born!'" "

At this moment, I slowly slipped my arms inside my mother's bra, gently caressing her skin. Because my movements were very light, and my mother was talking to me, she didn't notice the inappropriate way my hands were moving; perhaps she didn't think it was a big deal. My hand slowly moved upwards, finally touching my mother's breast. My mother trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything or try to avoid my hand. I began to confidently play with and caress my mother's breast. Wherever I touched, I felt that my mother's breast was soft and elastic, with nipples that were neither too big nor too small, and tiny little nipples on them.

Suddenly, my mother glared at me and said, 'How old are you? Still touching there?' Her expression was one of indulgence, and her hand was also groping my bare upper body. I think it was my young and full muscles that made my mother feel comfortable touching me; my mother was taking advantage of me. I was overjoyed, so I boldly slipped my right hand into my mother's bra as well, touching her other breast."

With me pressed close, Mom slowly lay down on the rare, wonderfully comfortable bed. I pressed my entire body against hers, and she wrapped her arms around my waist. Seeing her compliant nature, I became bolder and lifted her shirt, revealing her naked upper body to me. I felt a wave of dizziness. Mom's body was so beautiful, her fair skin as white as jade, her firm breasts seemingly waiting for me. I immediately pounced on her, passionately kissing her breasts. As I kissed one breast, I vigorously caressed the other with one hand, while Mom gently stroked my back, letting me roam freely on her chest.

I felt my genitals swell noticeably. My mother seemed to react in some way; I felt her legs moving involuntarily. Suddenly, a hand reached under me and touched my penis through my shorts. It turned out my penis was pressing against her lower abdomen, making her uncomfortable. But with this movement, my penis was now pressed against the base of her thighs. I felt my mother's body begin to move under my touch, her legs moving upwards and rubbing her genitals against my lower body. I felt her lower body was soft and seemed peach-shaped.

I started kissing my mother's face, but she protested, "Xiao Guang... okay... okay. Don't do this!" Suddenly, I became aroused and recklessly pulled down my shorts with one hand because my large penis was uncomfortable inside. Then I bent down and violated my mother, my naked penis rubbing against the base of her thighs.

My mother's reaction intensified. She clamped my penis tightly between her legs, then spread them apart, pressing them against mine, her genitals pressed against my penis. I shifted my body slightly upwards, using one hand (because my other hand was busy holding my mother down) to pull down her panties. My mother kissed my lips passionately as I did so.

Before I could react, after removing her panties, I immediately thrust my penis forcefully into her vulva. Her pubic area was covered in hair, and in the middle of the thicket was a slit. I tried to push my penis in, but it wouldn't go in. My mother's lower body was tightly closed and somewhat dry, but I didn't care. Just my mother's lower body was enough to excite me. I rubbed my penis against her vulva, making insertion motions.

My mother knew I couldn't penetrate, so she smiled. With my movements, her smile became increasingly lewd, but she turned her face away to avoid my gaze, unwilling to let me see her sexual desire.

So I worked even harder. My mother's vagina gradually softened under my constant stimulation. I touched it with my hand, and it was already overflowing with vaginal fluid. I aimed my penis at the center of the opening and thrust in effortlessly. Wow! So good (if you've ever done it with your mother, you'll know I'm not lying). My mother's soft flesh enveloped my penis, and I pressed myself tightly against her body.

My mother let out a long moan: "Xiao Guang, no... don't do this." My mother and I looked at each other. My mother unconsciously moved upwards to meet my penis. When she realized what she was doing and that I was staring at her, she blushed deeply and tried to turn her face away. I cupped her cheeks in my hands, looked at her, and began to rub my lower body against hers.

As I thrust in and out, Mom began to experience pleasure, her body moving in sync with my movements. Our eyes met, and Mom became even more alluring. Her forehead was slightly sweaty, her hair disheveled, her cheeks flushed like rosy clouds, her gaze softly both reproaching and encouraging me, soft moans escaping her lips. I could hardly believe I was inside Mom; it was simply wonderful. Mom's genitals were amazing. To confirm this feeling, I cupped Mom's face, forcing her to look at me, my penis thrusting repeatedly into her genitals.

This made the feeling even more real. I was violating Mom, and she felt ashamed that her most sacred and private place was being violated by her own son, but her lust overcame this shame; she was experiencing the filling of a man. Under the pressure of my gaze, Mom began to relax, actively using her waist to meet my movements, and these movements grew larger and larger. Our eyes met, and together we worked to make our bodies even more tightly intertwined.

I felt my mother's vagina growing increasingly wet and contracting rhythmically. Each thrust brought immense pleasure; the friction of flesh against flesh gave my mother and me the greatest stimulation in this most primal act.

Finally, I felt myself coming. I hugged my mother tightly and thrust into her body with all my might. My mother cried out loudly under my thrusts, "Ah! Ah!" I tried my best to prolong the time and not ejaculate too early, but my mother couldn't take it anymore. "Ah ah," with a long moan, my mother reached orgasm, and I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. My lower body tightly pressed against my mother's vagina, sending all my love for my mother inside.

A wave of intense pleasure followed, and I hugged my mother tightly, letting my semen flow into her body. My mother also hugged me, closing her eyes as if she had fainted.

After ten minutes, my mother opened her eyes. I stopped caressing my mother's breasts and said, "Mom, you're so beautiful!" My mother blushed and said, "Now you understand what mating is?" My penis was still inside my mother's vagina, and I felt it harden again. So I thrust it in and out, saying,

"Mom's giving me a lesson!" My mother pinched my nose and said, "You're taking advantage and still acting innocent!" My lust returned, and my penis began thrusting into my mother's vagina again. My mother said softly, "Not here!" So I picked my mother up and carried her to her bedroom, placing her on the bed. My mother took out some medicinal wine from the bedside table and gave me a sip.

I immediately pounced on her, smoothly inserting my penis into her vagina. My mother said, "Slowly, okay?" So I pressed myself against my mother, supporting part of my body weight with my elbows, and slowly thrust my penis in and out of her vagina. My mother stroked my upper body with satisfaction and asked, "Xiao Guang, is it comfortable like this with Mom?"

“Yes! Mom, you’re so good!” I slowly pushed in. “Mom, what about you?” Mom smiled and said, “Mom feels good too! But do you know this is morally wrong?” I replied, “In comic books, there are stories about sleeping with your mother!” Mom said in surprise, “Really?” I thrust in hard.

Mom let out a groan and said, “In the lab, I often let animals mate to breed purebred offspring!” I quickly asked, “How does that work?” Mom said, “It’s letting animals mate with their own mothers or fathers. Animals often do that! I brought Little White’s mother back this time so she could mate with Little White.

” I asked again, “What kind of offspring will they have?” “Like the previous generation!” I increased the friction inside Mom’s body, forcefully thrusting my large penis into Mom’s vagina. Mom cried out as I penetrated her, which excited me even more! "Mom, let's breed purebreds too! Okay?" I said. "Okay! Xiaoguang!"

As I thrust wildly, Mom's buttocks moved up and down in response to my movements. Mom also loved this purebred experiment. My penis was fully inside Mom's body. Mom's vagina was wet and slippery, with a feeling of being tightly wrapped. It was so wonderful. The soft, fleshy layers pressed against me, constantly secreting thick lubricating fluid. As I savored the taste of Mom's flesh

, Mom was also experiencing the feeling of being violated by her son. This lewd and unconventional feeling further stimulated our senses. I hugged Mom tightly, and Mom wrapped her legs around my body. We looked at each other: Mom, was I born from here?
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"Yes. Yes! So that means I had sex with Mom when I was born? All men have actual sex with their mothers, right?

Mom gave a lewd smile: Yes! At this moment, I realized that I had really inserted my penis into Mom's plump vagina that gave birth to me. I couldn't believe that my usually high and mighty Mom was lewdly twisting her buttocks under me, thirsting for my raindrops. Mom's cunt was so wet and hot, come on!"

Xiao Guang, Mom loves you! I lifted my buttocks and thrust downwards forcefully, each entry aiming to penetrate as completely as possible into Mom's plump, fleshy hole. Mom went wild with my movements, panting heavily, her chest heaving with intense excitement, her lower body responding to my thrusts, welcoming the defilement of her own son.

I felt an increasingly intense pleasure surging through my lower body, because I was having sex with my own mother, my dear mother, my beautiful, sexy, wanton, and seductive mother. I became an adult in her body, and now I've returned to Mom's body. We were originally one person! Now, making love with her is repaying her for giving me life, so I want to give her the best, all my love, with my big cock, to make her happy, to make her orgasm!

Let me cultivate this fertile, inviolable land of my mother. I only think about thrusting hard into her cunt, wanting to become one with her. I see her constant moans and her alluring smile; she's actually smiling at me, and that smile is so lewd, so seductive, clearly saying, "Good son, you're making me feel so good!" I thrust even more frantically into my mother's mature female body, my penis deeply penetrating the depths of her cunt. Each thrust is so deep and violent, almost suffocating her.

My mother's breathing becomes more and more rapid; she begins to tremble violently. Then, after a brief pause, she hugs me tightly, her full breasts rubbing against my chest, her lower body heaving wildly. I feel the depths of my mother's vagina begin to tighten violently, the muscles of her vaginal walls gripping my penis tightly. My penis can't move: Ah!

Ah! My mother reached her climax, her juices flowing freely, her vaginal walls twitching and contracting. I couldn't resist her vigorous movements, which brought immense pleasure. My pent-up energy finally erupted inside her vagina.

Thick semen instantly filled her vagina, and my hips thrust even deeper, firing all my semen, sending all my love for my mother deep into her womb. My mind went blank, completely intoxicated by this unprecedented pleasure. This forbidden lovemaking allowed us to experience the highest joy in life!

I remained on top of my mother, my penis still inside her vagina. I didn't want to be separated from her; we embraced tightly, feeling as if we were flesh and blood, completely fused into one.

The goalkeeper rushed out of the goal, intending to stop the opposing attacker. However, the goalkeeper misjudged the situation, and the ball went into the net. The player who scored was now cheering beside the goal. When the ball crossed the cross line in front of the goal and entered the scoring range, the entire stadium fell silent. After what seemed like an eternity, cheers of "Whoa!" echoed throughout the stadium.

However, before the goal, two burly defenders, trying to block the ball, accidentally struck a slender attacker with their bats, causing him to fall to the ground. Even as the final shot rang out, the man on the ground showed no sign of getting up.

I remember running to the middle of the field, watching the paramedics carefully lift the injured player onto a stretcher and into the waiting ambulance.

I climbed into the ambulance, looking at my son's mud-covered face. He smiled weakly and said, "Mom, I'm sorry you had to see this." I smiled back at him and said, "Honey, I'm sorry to see this happen.

Get some rest, we'll be at the hospital soon." It was still early, and the emergency room was almost empty. As the paramedics wheeled Mattie into the small cubicle, I was filling out forms at the counter, using the wait time to think about some things: it's been over three years since the divorce. While I'm happy with single life, at times like this, I start to miss the reliable support of Mattie's father. My ex-husband, Allen, now lives in California. He only spends a few weeks with Mattie during the summer holidays, so now it's just the two of us, Mattie and me.

Mattie just turned fourteen, a freshman. Afraid he'd think I was overly maternal, I didn't object when he told me earlier this year that he wanted to participate in a small inter-school hockey tournament as a freshman. All fall and winter, I watched him work and run with dumbbells on his back. I was amazed by his relentless effort.

His hard work paid off; he was the last player selected for the school team. Since he was the only freshman on the team, he became the target of the older players' teasing and jokes. Despite this, Mattie didn't quit the team. I became his number one fan and never missed a game. But while I was supporting him, I was always worried that something like what happened today would happen.

Finally, the doctor came to me. He said, "Mrs. Lawrence? Hello, I'm Dr. Fawkes, the sports injury specialist." "Yes, I'm Mrs. Lawrence. How is Matt's injury?" I asked hurriedly.

"He'll recover, but he'll have to stay in the hospital for a while. His right collarbone and four fingers on his left hand are all broken. I think it's because his glove was knocked off first, and then his fingers were caught between two baseball bats. Putting aside the other bruises and contusions for now, I think he's in good shape," the doctor said.

"But your words don't sound optimistic to me, Doctor," I said.

“I play hockey too. I assure you, your son’s young, strong, and healthy body is already beginning to heal itself. The worst that can happen is some inconvenience in daily life. Because of the rather serious injuries to his collarbone and fingers, Matt will find there are many things he can’t do on his own. But this is only temporary. During this period, he will need help, and perhaps you could consider hiring a special nurse.” He continued explaining the treatment methods until Matt emerged from the ward, pale-faced.

I took his torn underwear and led him out of the emergency room. Since my car was still parked outside the school’s sports field, we hailed a taxi at the hospital entrance to get home. Matt, who had taken painkillers, seemed drowsy, and I followed him back to his bedroom.

“Mom, I’m fine, I can do it myself,” he said.

I smiled and shook my head, saying, “With one hand bandaged and the other in a cast, how can you do it yourself unless your hands and toes are as good as yours?” We both laughed.

I helped him sit in the chair by the desk and took off his muddy shoes, socks, and shirt.

He fell asleep while I was undressing him. I helped him, still dirty and sticky, onto the bed, and he was fast asleep as I removed the shoulder pads and belt protecting his ribs.

After showering, I canceled my appointment with Richard that evening. When I returned to Matt's room, I looked like a herbalist. I was worried he hadn't slept well, but he dispelled my worries.

"Mom, hey, Mom, time to get up!" he called.

I fell asleep in the chair. As I was about to get up from the stiff chair, a sharp pain shot through my body.

"I hope you at least slept better than me, Matt." "I must be under anesthesia because I can't remember how I got home," he said.

I stood up and went to the bedside, and as I saw, the clothes covering Matt's penis looked like a small tent. When he noticed where my gaze was fixed, his face turned very red.

"Oh, Madi, don't be shy, I know what's going on. What young man wakes up with his little brother not erect? Maybe you won't have this physiological reaction until the day you die," I said.

“Marty, listen up. You know what Dr. Foss said. He warned us that the next few weeks will be tough. I promise I'll respect your privacy as much as possible, but I also think sometimes ethics and morality should be put aside for the time being. Marty, it's just the two of us at home, so we need to work together. If you're really uncomfortable, I'll try to get a special nurse to take care of you. Also, I'm the only one who washes your stained underwear, so if you have any secrets, you should tell your mom, that is, me. Marty, let's relax and get through this tough time together, okay?” I said.

“Mom, no problem, I'm just a little embarrassed. You don't need to get someone to take care of me, otherwise I'll feel uncomfortable,” he replied.

“Okay, Marty. I really understand,” I said.

I kindly helped him off the bed and then led him into the bathroom.

“Can you take a shower, Marty?” I asked.

“I don't think so, unless the cast is removed, I can only take a simple shower,” he replied.

At that moment, I thought to myself, "Son, you can not only take a bath, but you can also go wherever you want." I placed a plastic pad on the cast on his left hand, then followed Maddie into the shower and turned on the tap.

"Ah!" Maddie groaned in pain, pounding the wall with his hand.

"Honey, I think we'd better go back to my room. Your shower is too small; I'm having trouble without hurting you." Maddie's face turned pale with pain, and he nodded repeatedly. The master bathroom was large, with a king-size bathtub and shower.
His penis was still erect, so he quickly went into the shower. I turned on the tap and stood behind him. His actions made me realize for the second time how helpless he was; it seemed I had to bathe him myself. I held the soap in my hand and tried to gently wash away the sweat and dirt from his body. His foot injury was minor, so I could be a little rougher.

My white cotton pajamas, soaked by the showerhead water, clung to my chest, thighs, and abdomen, making it seem like I had an extra layer of skin. Every inch of my skin held my son's gaze. I thought I'd have to wear something different next time Maddie took a bath.

I lathered Maddie's thighs; the only part of his body unsoaped was his penis. My palms were covered in soap as I looked at him and said, "Now, relax, okay?" After he nodded nervously, I began lathering his testicles and erect penis.

With a loud, rapid breathing sound, Maddie forcefully ejaculated. His semen splattered all over my neck and soaked chest. After my initial shock subsided, I gently rubbed his penis with my soapy hands until no more semen flowed from the glans.

"Oh! Mom, I'm so sorry! Mom, I'm so sorry this happened. But I just couldn't help it." "Honey, I understand, really. It's okay, relax and calm down. Besides, I was young once too, I know what happens when hormones are raging," I said.

He rinsed under the warm water for a while longer until I turned off the tap. I grabbed a towel and dried him off. As I dried him, I noticed he had a perfect physique. His

skin was still smooth, with not much body hair, and his strong body had a bronze hue. He was taller than me, about 180 centimeters; his nearly fully developed muscles were very attractive, and his broad shoulders tapered towards his waist.

In addition, he had a set of pearly white teeth that could charm any girl.

His body was dry, and his penis was semi-erect again. I shook my head, amazed by the young man's quick recovery.

We both laughed when we finally understood how to place a pad on our collarbones. It was a strange plastic belt that, when secured to Matty's hand, looked like an 8, or a bit like a detective's pistol holster. It was also more wrinkled than before the bath. I secured the belt to Matty's back until he was breathing heavily, panting from the pain. He also had to wear a triangular bandage on his right hand to prevent it from wobbling during the bath. The triangular bandage on his left hand was to secure the cast and protect his four broken fingers.

It was quite a miserable situation for a fourteen-year-old boy.

It was Saturday, and we all agreed that silk underwear and a robe were best for him after the bath. After he came downstairs, I took off my soaking wet cotton t-shirt and took another shower. Then I changed into jeans and a t-shirt.

Matty tried to eat breakfast by himself, but in the end, I still had to feed him. Drinking wasn't a problem, as he could use a straw. As I was clearing the dishes, the doorbell rang, and then several hockey players appeared at the door. While they discussed Matt's injury, I went back to the kitchen to prepare food.

Richard played the videotapes he had rented for Matt, while the coach and players were still at home. When I canceled my date with him last night, he knew something had happened and rushed over immediately, and I was happy to see him. We had been dating for a few months, and putting aside the issue of sex, I thought we were satisfied with each other.

To get my car back, I asked him to drive me to school. In the car, he suggested "taking a detour to his house," but I refused. I didn't intend to leave Matt for that long, and Richard said he understood how I felt.

In the three years since my divorce, Richard was the only man I had dated who I could sleep with, and he was my second sexual partner. I always carefully protected my health and body, and didn't easily sleep with men I dated. To protect Matt, I never had sex with men at home, even if their homes or motels seemed safe. I couldn't risk letting Matt see me having sex with other men. I didn't want him to see me as a promiscuous woman.

In the sparsely populated parking lot, Richard began to kiss me, and the kisses quickly grew more and more passionate until his hands slipped under my shirt and bra, caressing my slightly swollen breasts. As he kneaded my breasts, my nipples gradually hardened, and I felt as if my whole body was melting in his embrace.

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