Mom's Big Boy

"Mom's Big Boy"
by Harry Kentkey is

a rather perverse novel with incest, urine-drinking, and adultery. Those who enjoy extreme content may want to check it out. This is probably a novella, but to avoid pissing you off, I'll just post the whole thing at once. Please enjoy. A warning to all readers: Sexual intercourse can "result in death," so please don't mess around. Sexual intercourse can lead to "contagion" (i.e., contracting sexually transmitted diseases), so please think carefully before having sex.

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It's 3:00 PM now, and Vic Fairbright has spent several hours by the pool in her backyard. During this time, she's had some iced coffee, swam for a while, read her favorite erotic novel, and finally lay there sunbathing.

More than an hour later, she finished her iced coffee and prepared to go back inside to use the bathroom. Vic's backyard is quite secluded, so she was only wearing a very revealing bikini. Vick was a very modern woman, and she frequented church, but she had never worn such revealing clothes in public before. If anyone were to see her walking barefoot around the room now, they would be deeply impressed. In short, Vick looked like an innocent angel.

She was 34 years old and the mother of 15-year-old twins, yet her figure remained so slender, and her skin so soft and smooth, just like Connie—her daughter. In fact, just last week, Vick had been questioned about her age at the hotel.

Not only did she look incredibly young, but she was also a stunning beauty. Her gleaming black hair, combined with her universally admired, classically beautiful face, exuded an incredible allure; her deep black, almond-shaped eyes, like autumn water, complemented her flawless skin, making everyone who saw her fall in love.

Her figure maintained a remarkably beautiful curve. Her breasts were of medium to large size, very round, and with pink, proudly erect nipples. Even with her swimsuit pulled open, her breasts didn't sag at all; or rather, whether she lay on her back or stomach, her breasts remained firm.

She had a slender waist and a flat stomach, her legs were long and shapely, and at the top of her legs, her buttocks, encased in a bikini, possessed an unparalleled curve. From the front, her thick, dark pubic hair peeked out restlessly from her bikini bottoms. She was very sensitive, so she had never shaved her dark pubic triangle.

She knew that she wouldn't be disturbed in the room no matter what she wore. Her husband, Danny, had gone out in the morning; she heard he was going on a business trip, probably to a five-day conference. Danny was 50 years old, much older than Vic, and she loved him deeply for his witty remarks. He worked hard every day so that the family could live comfortably. As a loving father, he gave her all his tenderness and affection.

If there was a flaw in their marriage, it was the lack of harmonious sex. Although she repeatedly convinced herself that she didn't crave it, subconsciously she knew that wasn't the case. She had never seen another man's naked body, but she knew that Danny's penis, less than four inches long, was definitely on the shorter side. When it was erect—though not very hard, and not very frequent—it was only slightly larger than her thumb.

Although she was sometimes tempted by other men, she only wavered once, a few months after her marriage, when she was 18. Now she had almost completely forgotten about it. Since then, she had tried her best to control herself and remain a chaste woman.

She loved her husband and was absolutely loyal to him. Since that loss of control, she had vowed to remain chaste. Her husband couldn't give her orgasms, but she could learn to comfort herself with her fingers. Now she was going upstairs to the bathroom. After washing her hands and face, she decided to spend the rest of the time in her sexual fantasies.

Vic's daughter, Connie, had gone camping with some friends and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Her son, Steven, was home, but he had been out all night, not returning until 11:00 AM. After eating a few eggs and some bacon, he went straight to bed, and she figured he wouldn't get up for several hours.

Vic was a little worried about what her son had been up to last night, and that he had come home just as late the night before. This wasn't the first time; since summer vacation started, he had often stayed out all night. She'd heard he was a womanizer, but she didn't dare ask him where he'd been, because she was sure he'd have all sorts of excuses.

Vic's sister, Bonnie, wasn't as glamorous as Vic, but she was still a beauty, 28 years old, and supposedly the prettiest woman in their town, along with Vic and Steven.

Vic didn't like hearing people say her son was a womanizer, even though she often heard it from Bonnie herself. Was Bonnie right? Stephen—her son—really sleeping with girls? What was he doing? Why was he often out all night?

Vick walked barefoot down the carpeted stairs without making a sound. As she expected, Stephen's bedroom door was closed, so she went to the bathroom.

She was a little surprised because Stephen wasn't sleeping at all; he was showering, staring absently out the window, completely lost in thought, before opening the bathroom door and drying himself with a towel. Just as Stephen came out, he bumped into Vick, who froze, dumbfounded.

She could clearly see her 15-year-old son's body, and for a moment, she was completely at a loss. Of course, Vick wasn't unfamiliar with Stephen's body, but this time, she realized he had grown up.

He was quite well-developed, like a 20-year-old boy, even more mature. His neat, short blond hair framed his handsome face, and besides being handsome, he possessed a masculine air; his chest was broad, covered in golden curls, and his hands and chest were muscular and powerful, though still bearing traces of immaturity.

His mother was deeply attracted to his masculine upper body, and incidentally, her eyes moved downwards. Good heavens! She had seen many men's buttocks on the beach, but her son's, surrounded by fine golden down, was absolutely the most beautiful. Just imagining her son's buttocks was enough to keep her masturbating for the next month without fantasizing about anything else.

When her son's penis came into her view, she was completely captivated.

Her thoughts drifted back to a summer sixteen years ago when she called a repairman to fix her air conditioner.

She was eighteen, and her husband was thirty-five, short and fat. She was a virgin when they married. Although Danny was the only man she had ever slept with, she always felt she had missed something wonderful.

The repairman, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, had an athletic physique and was handsome. A noticeable bulge in the crotch of his shorts caught her eye. While he worked, she stood around him, seizing every opportunity to admire his muscular body—a physique she had previously only occasionally seen.

Just as he finished, she offered to buy him a cold drink. This repairman, who had previously earned more from hungry housewives than at the air conditioning company, knew from this moment on that he could easily have her in her home.

She had set the trap, and he, instead of reaching for the glass, pulled her close and kissed her passionately. The closeness of his strong body, his intense masculine scent, his tongue probing her hot mouth—Vic felt like she was going crazy.

Just as his hand invaded her vagina, she snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

"No," she said. "I'm a bride, I love my husband. Oh, I'm so sorry, I was out of my mind, please leave!"

The repairman knew she was just playing hard to get. "I know you really need me," he said gently. "See, I won't touch you anymore, I just want you to look. If you still want me to leave, I'll turn around and leave without a word. Okay?"

She wanted him to stay, but she couldn't let go of her inner turmoil. He made her sit down, then stood in front of her and took off his shorts, revealing a pair of oversized briefs underneath, probably custom-made for his body.

She saw that his penis was larger than her husband's, but as he pulled down his white cotton briefs, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her husband's penis, when erect, was only the size of her thumb, but this repairman's semi-erect penis was already as thick as her waist (Note: Do not doubt, this is how it was written in the original text, I have not translated it incorrectly).

As he slowly pulled down his briefs, she anticipated seeing his entire penis. Finally, his penis was fully exposed, and it was astonishingly huge! Then, she saw his testicles; her husband's were the size of marbles, encased in a small, smooth scrotum; while the repairman's were the size of golf balls, his scrotum large and covered in hair. This masculine body held a fatal allure for her, and she was completely powerless against it.

"Should I leave?" he said one last time.

Vic's head throbbed; she knew it was a betrayal of God and an infidelity to her beloved husband, but she was completely unable to control herself. An electric current surged through her vagina; for the first time, she knew the immense power a woman craved in a man.

“No, you stay here,” she said in an almost inaudible voice. “I need you.”

“What do you need from me?” he decided to take it a step further.

“I need your cock,” she said. “I want you to fuck me.”

As she said this, her shyness vanished, and she reached out and grabbed his cock, playing with it with it lovingly. She gently stroked it up and down, and in less than a minute, it was erect. From head to toe, it was about 11 inches long, she later estimated; she couldn't even fully grasp it with both hands.

She moved her mouth to his crotch, but he pulled away. “Beg me,” he said, “if you want to suck my cock.”

“Oh, God!” she cried, “Please, I want you, I want to suck your cock.”

He laughed wildly. “Which is better, your husband’s or yours?”

She blushed. Was he humiliating her? “Please,” she pleaded, “don’t ask me these things.”

“If you want to eat my cock, you have to say it,” he persisted. “Is it that your husband can’t satisfy you?”

She gave in. “Yes.” She groaned, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. “I want a real man, I want you.”

“Oh, that’s enough.” He bent down slightly, bringing his buttocks less than an inch from her face. “Then first, you have to lick my asshole clean with your tongue.”

She stared mesmerized at his hairy buttocks, fine hairs growing in the deep cleft, the stench of a man mixed with feces and sweat assaulting her senses—this was the place he wanted her to lick.

“I can’t do that,” she begged. “Don’t make me do such a shameful thing.”

“You’d better do it now, or I’m leaving.”

She had no choice but to bend down and press her mouth close to the cleft between his buttocks. The smell was unbearable; she struggled to extend her small, pink tongue and probe inside.

“Okay!” he yelled, “Harder, clean me up with your wet tongue!”

Her wet tongue began to slide up and down her buttocks, tasting a little bitter, but not as unbearable as she had imagined. And licking that cleft, including the elastic skin and the wrinkled, contracted anus, excited her.

“A little deeper, deeper,” he commanded again.

She thought she might die from it, but she did as he said, pressing her tongue against his anus and pushing it in forcefully. Slowly, her tongue slipped into the tight passage, the warm rectal walls surrounding it. He groaned with satisfaction, while her tongue continued to move back and forth, carefully licking, trying to avoid eating his feces.

Soon, he withdrew. Vic didn't want to admit she enjoyed licking anuses, but the itching in her vagina was more intense than ever before; she almost desperately wanted his penis.

“Let’s take it slow now!” He pulled her face close to his penis.

She leaned forward slightly, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. It started slowly; she licked his penis as if eating a giant lollipop, her saliva wetting his erect shaft. Then she moved to his testicles, and like a worshipping god, she adored his masculine scrotum, sucking on it with adoration.

She returned to his penis, opening her lips and taking his glans into her mouth, only reaching a few inches below the massive head. Just as she felt his glans pressing against her throat, her vagina began its first orgasm. In her excitement, she swallowed his enormous penis as deeply as possible, but more than half remained outside, which she could only soothe with her hands.

He gently stroked her chin and cheeks, and she continued her stroking motions, trying to give him even more pleasure. His penis grew harder inside her mouth, seemingly no longer satisfied. He began to thrust, and she sucked desperately until he ejaculated.

Time and again, copious amounts of semen entered her throat. She had never imagined a man could ejaculate so much; her husband always ejaculated only a little. The hot semen shot deep into her throat, bringing her a thrilling pleasure, and she climaxed again, more intensely than the first time, surpassing any of her previous orgasms.

“Fuck me! Fuck me!” she pleaded. “If you want me to beg, even kneel down, I’ll do it. My cunt is waiting for your big cock. I need you to fill me up. I want a real man. My husband can never give me what I need because he only has a little boy’s cock, while you have a weapon full of manliness. I beg you, hurry up and put your cock in!”

“Okay, if you want me to fuck you, little woman, you need to beg more. You have to understand, I have a family to support, and working at the air conditioning company alone can’t solve anything. The cock you want is my lifeline, and I can’t give it to you so easily.”

It took Vic several minutes to understand what he meant. After all, she was the most beautiful woman in town, by all accounts. She had betrayed her religious beliefs and the fidelity she was supposed to have for her husband, succumbing to this scoundrel’s sexual temptations. She had licked his ass and tasted his anus. But now, this guy was saying that if she wanted him to take her to commit crimes, she would have to pay him.

He knew she was already so deeply involved! He knew his cock was irresistible to her! Although it was true, she really wanted this big cock, no matter what he asked for.

Trembling, tears welling in her eyes again, she calmly asked, "How much will it take for you to sleep with me?"

"That's right, I'm glad we've reached an agreement," he said smugly. "Of course, I'll repay you in kind. I'll fuck you until your husband with the little boy's dick comes home, I'll fuck you until the King comes for the excessively low tax rates (Note: This is a metaphor. During the colonial period, British rulers sent troops to increase exploitation, but the British King never set foot on the American continent. This implies as long as I want, or, to put it more elegantly, forever). Hmm… I think it'll be at least a thousand dollars."

Vic's jaw nearly dropped: "A thousand dollars!!!"

Danny completely trusted her, and he had transferred all his money to her name, even a blank bank draft. But by this time, he had reinvested his earnings, and now they only had two thousand dollars left to get through these few rainy days. Should she give him half of her husband's hard-earned money to sleep with her?

The repairman smiled at her, noticing her face turn deathly pale when he mentioned the amount. He slowly manipulated his large penis, which quickly became erect again.

After a single glance at its imposing size, Vic finally gave in. "Alright," she said sadly, walking to the table and writing a check. "Use this to cash, and you'll have a thousand dollars." She handed him the check, two more tears falling.

He smiled, took the check, tucked it into his pocket, and then turned to face her. He took her hand and gave her a deep French kiss. She responded, completely forgetting all her humiliation, her desire burning again.

The repairman picked her up, carried her up the stairs to the master bedroom, and quickly stripped her of all her clothes, gazing at her beautiful body. Then, he removed his last few garments—a t-shirt, shoes, and socks—and lay down beside her. She thought: he was lying naked in her husband's bed, and she was using her husband's money to demand he fuck her hard here.

He kissed her passionately, their bodies already intertwined. He kissed every part of her face, and these gestures only made the beautiful woman need him more. He nibbled on her ear, giving her a new kind of stimulation; his kisses moved to her neck and shoulders, but he spent the most time kissing her armpits. Her husband never knew how to kiss her face, ears, or armpits, and she was even more captivated by his elaborate teasing, her senses racing.

Finally, he reached her breasts, sucking and kneading them like an artist passionately admiring their work. He knew exactly how to stimulate a woman's breasts to arouse her; he bit her left breast in his mouth while his fingers played with her right. She experienced her third orgasm of the morning, each more intense than the ones her husband had given her, and the repairman hadn't even touched her vulva yet.

Now his mouth had moved to her lower abdomen, his tongue lightly nibbling around her navel, while his chin rested against the upper edge of her densely forested delta. He reached her pubic hair, burying his face and fingers among the curls. Her vagina was releasing copious amounts of love juice, which splashed onto his face as he played with her pubic hair.

“Your pubic hair is truly beautiful,” he whispered. “It’s the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. Believe me, I’ve seen thousands of pussy.”

“I suppose men like to shave or trim it, right?” she replied.

“Those guys aren’t real men, they’re just boys, they’re all shit, they’re all afraid of you, the real woman. I’ve never thought a trimmed pussy is prettier than your natural one.”

He continued licking her, deftly slipping his tongue into her vulva, wolfing down her love juice, which had been flowing from her cunt ever since their first kiss.

“Your juices taste so delicious!” he praised, inserting two fingers into her vagina to stimulate her G-spot, while his tongue attacked her clitoris. Her vulva attracted his attention more than her breasts, and during his half-hour licking, she had reached orgasm three or more times.

He got up and pressed himself on top of her, facing her, his huge, hard penis pressed against her lower abdomen. She wanted him to penetrate her, “Fuck me now!” she cried.

“Don’t rush, wash my face with your tongue first.” His face was covered with her juices.

She happily licked and tasted her own salty and strongly scented juices, “Now, fuck me… fuck me… pound me hard!” she moaned.

He looked down at her; she was incredibly beautiful. He wasn’t bragging; he had indeed slept with thousands of women, including all kinds of beauties, movie stars, singers, international supermodels, and so on, but compared to this 18-year-old’s face and body, they all paled in comparison. She looked so innocent and adorable, so pitiful, which aroused his sense of conquest even more; just thinking about it made his penis even harder.

He aimed his weapon at the entrance to Vic's lush garden, thrusting forward, his glans parting her dark pubic hair and penetrating. On the first insertion, he only went in five inches, and Vic cried out loudly in pleasure.

He tried to penetrate deeper; the depths of her vagina were still untouched virgin territory. His thick penis pushed through the resistance of the vaginal walls, reaching the deepest part of her body. She orgasmed again. He stopped there, enjoying the increasingly tight contractions of the vaginal muscles deep inside her, pressing against his glans.

Just as her orgasm subsided, he withdrew a few inches, then thrust in again... again and again, until his enormous member was completely inside her.

She almost instantly fell in love with the feeling, something she had never experienced in her life. "Oh...fuck me! Fuck me hard! I can't believe there's a man with such a big cock like you," she moaned, continuously feeling the impact.

His hard, large cock went in and out, slowly at first, then faster at the end. Orgasm after orgasm almost made her faint; she didn't even know how many she had.

After a while, they changed positions; this time, he attacked her from behind. They had tried all sorts of positions, and now he had her on all fours in a doggy-style position for the final thrust.

"Oh...God! I don't think you can penetrate very deeply, but you can try," she moaned.

This position aroused him even more; looking at her beautiful ass, her lovely back, her beautiful black hair, and her two breasts hanging on her chest, all of this made his huge cock slam into her thick pubic hair, straight to the bottom of her vagina.

After about an hour of fucking, he also had an orgasm. Harder than in her mouth, his penis pounded relentlessly inside her, like a wild beast catching its prey. Minutes later, she felt his ejaculate slam deep inside her, sending her into another unimaginable climax.

Exhausted, they collapsed onto the bed, and even now, she could still feel the sheer size of his penis inside her. As it finally withdrew, a large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out; she thought it could probably fill a spoon.

"Oh… God! Your semen has made a complete mess of my husband's bed."

"Well, he doesn't know, so it's fine," the repairman said casually.

A wave of shame washed over Vic; she was hearing someone talk about her beloved husband in such a tone, but the desire still lingered within her, and the thought was fleeting.

His penis quickly regained its strength, and she gasped in surprise. She thought, 'My poor husband Danny only gets it twice a week.'

'Oh! I wish we could make love all day long,' she said.

'Of course!' he replied.

'But can you keep your penis hard all day?'

he laughed. 'Don't think of me like your useless husband. I'm telling you, you're making love with a real man now.'

He let her touch his penis, and to her surprise, even though he had ejaculated ten minutes earlier, it was as hard as before. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with admiration and adoration, and they started again.

That afternoon, they made love again and again… she didn't know how many times. Even sixteen years later, she still remembered the repairman ejaculating six times, and her countless orgasms that day, perhaps hundreds!

He left ten minutes before her husband came home, convinced he had found a regular client. But that night, Vic had an epiphany. She realized she shouldn't deceive her husband anymore.

A few days later, the repairman called, his sexy voice sending shivers down her spine. She wanted him more than anything else in the world, but in the end, she firmly refused him.

The following year, she gave birth to twins, Connie and Steven.

She forced herself not to think about their birthdays being nine months after the day she slept with the repairman; she simply prayed they were the seeds her beloved Danny had planted inside her. But today, seeing her sons' penises, she knew that the repairman, whose name she didn't even know, was their father.

All the memories flooded back to Vic, but the reality before her brought her back to her senses. A large, limp penis covered in golden pubic hair hung limply at Steven's knees, Vic thought, as if the repairman were standing right in front of her.

But she knew for sure it was her sons' penises, even harder and bigger than the repairman's. The repairman's penis was about 11 inches long when semi-erect, while her son's was already a foot long when flaccid; when the repairman's penis was erect, she couldn't grasp it with both hands, but her son's flaccid penis was already as thick as his.

The perfectly curved penis hung there, with a pair of enormous testicles at its base. Vic remembered the repairman's testicles, the size of golf balls, the only testicles that could produce the copious amounts of semen he ejaculated; her son's testicles were like two large eggs, though she could never buy eggs that big.

Vic had ample time to observe her son's muscular body, because he was completely stunned, never expecting her to come in.

He was her son, whom she had carried for ten months, whom she had fed from infancy, until this moment, when she could no longer see him as a little boy, but now she had to see him as a man, a real man. A face more sexy and handsome than any star, a body stronger than any ancient Roman sculptor's imagination, and countless other virtues. Of all the men she knew, he was the most unique.

She remembered her sister Bonnie telling her, "The most beautiful woman in the country is born in this town." She had always thought this wasn't true, but rather a fact that almost every man admitted. Now she had to admit that this assertion wasn't an exaggeration, but a fact, and she was stunned by what she saw the moment she stepped into the bathroom.

A few seconds later, her surprise subsided, followed by overwhelming excitement; she couldn't wait any longer. She had only intended to use the restroom and then go out to masturbate, but when her son stood naked before her, she felt a current surge through her groin that spread throughout her body. She recalled the happy times she had spent with the repairman, how happy she had been then! But this time it seemed even more exhilarating.

Staring at his newly grown pubic hair, his large, hairy scrotum, and his alluring penis, she couldn't help herself. She didn't care where she was. Her left hand reached for her breast, her right slid down to her crotch, stimulating both her nipples and clitoris simultaneously. Just before her fingers probed her hairy vulva, she climaxed, an explosive burst that made her gasp with pleasure.

Immediately, Steven turned to look at his nearly naked mother. She was clearly in the throes of orgasm, one hand on her breast, the other caressing her alluring triangle. The sight of her son's nakedness made her slightly embarrassed, but she still turned away and pulled down her bikini. His

reason and lust struggled, but ultimately lust prevailed. She was the most beautiful woman in the country, and as his aunt had told him, he usually got an erection when he saw her in a bikini, and he always felt embarrassed to hide his erection. This was the first time he had seen her breasts and her disheveled pubic hair. Under his gaze, his mother struck the most lewd poses, and as he observed, he knew she had reached orgasm simply from seeing his naked body.

He had long known that his handsome appearance, beautiful physique, and enormous penis were irresistible to any woman. He was very satisfied with his attributes; with them, he could easily caress their curvaceous bodies and have sex with them.

Steven had lost his virginity a year ago, a fact known to everyone except his mother. And since that day, he had slept with nearly two hundred women, never failing to seduce a woman since his first attempt. But with his mother, he wasn't sure she would be as easily hooked as any of the women he had seduced. However, the mere thought of "Mom reaching orgasm just from seeing me" greatly encouraged him, and almost immediately, his penis became erect.

Vic watched as his penis rose, slowly growing harder and larger, as if by magic. In less than a minute, it was erect like an arrow, standing proudly beneath her son's abdomen.

Vic's orgasm had passed, but she was still aroused. She looked at her son's penis, estimating it to be about 15 inches long from head to toe. Indeed, her estimate wasn't too far off; it was thicker than she had imagined.

After a moment of silence, they stared at each other with lustful eyes.

“Stephen,” the silence grew unbearable, and she spoke up, “I just wanted to use the restroom. I didn’t expect you to be here; I thought you were sleeping in your bedroom.”

“Yes, I woke up and wanted to take a shower.” He was a little embarrassed. “I was thinking about something and had no idea you were in.”

Vick knew he had seen her climax, and she was almost certain he had. She tried to explain, “Stephen, when I saw you, I thought you were so manly, so handsome, and…and…well, I’ve never seen a man with such a big penis before. I lost control. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course, Mom.” He blushed slightly, but also felt a surge of excitement; his penis was still rock hard. “You don’t need to apologize. You’re a stunning beauty, and I couldn’t help looking at you.”

Vick could feel his desire, just as she did. “Stephen, I wanted to touch you. I know I’m your mother, and incest is the most serious crime, but I just couldn’t help thinking that.”

“Oh! Mom, I want you to touch me too.” He replied, “Take off your bikini so I can touch your beautiful body.”

Not daring to look at him, she took off her bikini, which was already half off, from top to bottom. First, her round breasts were exposed, and then her triangle area covered with pubic hair.

“Turn around, Mom, slowly.” His voice was hoarse, filled with countless lustful desires: “Let me see Mom’s beautiful body clearly.”

She did as her son asked, and as she turned her back to him, she bent over, revealing her two white buttocks, her black pubic triangle covered in pubic hair, and her curly pubic hair; her small, slightly pink vulva was glistening with love fluid, as if to prove that her orgasm had just passed. A

strong scent emanated from her crotch, surrounding him and tempting him: “Perhaps we should go to the bedroom, Mom, but you just said you needed to use the bathroom.”

She had almost forgotten about it, but when he mentioned it, she felt she had to go to the bathroom. Her bladder had been a little full since she was at the pool, and now, with the added sexual excitement, she felt even fuller.

“Okay. Why don’t you go to the bedroom first, Danny? I’ll come over in a bit,” Vic suggested.

He kept staring intently into her eyes. “No, I want to stay here. I want to see how Mom’s hot, golden urine flows from your beautiful cunt.”

She was about to tell him not to use such vulgar language when she realized it was absurd to nitpick in this situation. The thought of her son watching her urine flow from her vulva with lustful eyes sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

'I’m peeing in front of my own son, and later I’m going to suck his cock and let him fuck me nonstop—it makes me tremble,' she thought. 'I do have a cunt, Steven didn’t misname it, and calling a cunt a cunt isn’t wrong either.'

She headed for the bathroom, but Steven grabbed her and made her straddle the bathtub while he lay at the bottom, his face directly at her vulva. 'Oh my God!' she thought, 'He actually wants to see this, he wants me to pee on his face!' She

straddled his broad chest, arching her buttocks, giving him a clear view of his mother's beautiful, hairy vulva. With graceful movements of her fingers, she parted the dark pubic hair, revealing her pink, glistening vulva. He stared at the wetness, while she strained her muscles, trying to relax and squeeze urine from her full bladder.

After a while, only a few thin streams of yellow liquid appeared, then stopped; then, suddenly, a torrent of her urine gushed from her beautiful vulva.

The urine gushed from her urethra with a hissing sound, the small but powerful jets striking his chest with surprising force. Some splashed onto his neck, shoulders, and face; he felt the urine was so hot.

The smell of the woman's urine intensified his passion. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide to catch the torrent, and then swallowed mouthful after mouthful. Her urine was still flowing; he caught some with his hands and smeared it on his face and hair.

The torrent of urine lasted for a minute, then slowly subsided. Just as the last few drops were flowing, Steven lifted his lips and licked up every last drop he could find.

The next moment, he pulled his arms around his mother's neck, dragged her face close to his, and passionately kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth. This was the first sexual kiss between mother and son; they greedily exchanged saliva, she savoring the strong taste of her own urine still lingering in her son's mouth.

Looking at his mother's beauty and tasting her urine, Steven was nearing orgasm. A minute before ejaculation, he got up and told his mother to prepare to eat his semen. She did as he was told, opening her mouth wide and taking her son's glans in. To allow the large penis to enter, she had to stretch her chin to its limit.

She grasped the hot shaft, stunned by its hardness and size. Just as hard as the repairman's, but her son's penis was even more erect; she thought, that big penis alone could support her weight. She spread her thumb and forefinger wide, gripping the base of his penis with both hands to hold it in place.

He was about to explode, his glans held in his mother's warm, moist mouth, and her hands constantly caressing it; he was eager to ejaculate immediately. Although she was soothing his penis with her hands and mouth, she wasn't having an easy time either. But knowing it wouldn't be long before she had to frantically rub her son's throbbing penis, she knew she would soon be receiving her first ejaculation.

After a few rubs, her mouth received her first shot of semen. She still remembered the repairman's astonishing amount of semen, and this was only the first shot from her son Steven's penis, which was comparable to the repairman's, but the amount was almost equal to the total amount her husband had ejaculated in a month.

Steven didn't stop ejaculating; his semen, like a volcanic eruption, kept spraying into her mouth. She swallowed it greedily, but much still leaked out.

After more than ten ejaculations, his penis slowly calmed down. The amount of semen Steven ejaculated in one orgasm was enough to leave any man speechless. He watched with delight as his copious amount of semen filled his mother's small mouth. He knew she was still pent up, desperately needing to release her pent-up desire. He pressed his mouth against her vulva, skillfully moving his tongue back and forth between her hot, fleshy opening and clitoris.

In just a few minutes, her son's expert-level oral sex brought Vic to the peak. She moaned breathlessly, her body filled with pleasure. Steven continued to lick her newly flowing love juices. Vic was a little exhausted, squeezing her son's face between her legs so that his nose and mouth could be more tightly connected to her anus and vulva, but this action almost made him breathless. She bent down, resting on his crotch, and licked the copious amount of semen clinging to his penis with a smile. His penis was now only 12 inches long, nestled in his golden-brown pubic hair.

After resting for a few minutes, they got up, showered, dried themselves, and went to Vic's bedroom together.

"Lie down, Mom," Steven said. "Now I'm going to fuck you properly, in your and Daddy's bed, I'm going to fill your cunt

with your son's cock." These words made Vic blush. She knew how utterly reprehensible her actions were. Her affair with the repairman was already hopelessly bad, but now, she had gone so far as to have sex with her own son, right in her husband's bed! Others wouldn't even dare to dream of it, but she had made it a reality. How could she face Danny again?

But Steven kissed her, sweeping away all these guilty thoughts. He placed his hand on her vulva, playing with her curly pubic hair. "Oh, God! I love this," he sighed, reaching out to touch her pubic hair.

She wriggled on the bed, bringing her face close to his crotch, which was now clean. She turned him over and kissed his alluring buttocks, then buried her head in his cleft, teasing his anus with her tongue. She remembered how disgusted she had been when the repairman asked her to lick his anus, but now she had overcome her aversion and was excited by it; she felt no disgust at all for her son's clean, tight anus.

After licking his cleft several times, her tongue slipped into his anus. She had to forcefully pry open his tight sphincter to penetrate him, finally inserting her tongue completely into the passage surrounded by the hot, moist rectal walls. Her tongue swirled inside, sending waves of pleasurable stimulation through him. She thought to herself, 'This is Steven—my son, and my tongue is inside his ass.'

She pushed her tongue as deep as possible into his rectum, moving it back and forth. His penis became erect again, regaining its former firmness, but she didn't rush to stimulate it. She spent a long time wetting his golden-brown pubic hair before moving her tongue to his enormous testicles.

His loose scrotum tightly enveloped his two enormous testicles, and she knew this was the source of her son's masculinity. She diligently licked his scrotum for almost fifteen minutes, and although he painfully begged her to soothe his throbbing penis, he didn't urge her now.

Her tongue sent shivers down his spine, and he thought to himself, 'This is my mother; she's licking my anus, tasting my feces, and now she's licking my testicles.'

Finally, she turned her attention to his enormous weapon. Looking at it erect, exuding regal authority, she couldn't help but lick it, kiss it, and swallow part of it, soothing her son's penis with her mouth.

She stepped back, ready to let her son have his way with her. She lay on her back, legs spread wide, moaning and begging, “Fuck me! Steven, put your incredible cock in my cunt. I want you, you have to fuck me now.”

He decided to tease her: “Mom, but I’m your son. Do you want your son’s big cock in your cunt? Are you sure you only want your son and not anyone else to fuck your pussy?”

“Oh! Steven, don’t do this to me. Fuck me! I need you so much. Please, don’t humiliate me, just fuck me, let me taste your big, hard cock, I want it inside me.” “Then

what are you going to tell Dad? What if he finds out his beloved wife is letting his son fuck her, and in his bed? Why don’t you wait until he’s finished his business meeting before letting him fuck your hot cunt?” he said.

“Fuck me! Steven, fuck me now, please… please!” she sobbed helplessly.

“No, unless you tell me why you want me—your son—to fuck you instead of waiting for Daddy to do it.”

“Are you really trying to force me to tell you, Steven?” she lamented. He smiled. “Yes, if you want my big cock in your hairy hole, you have to tell me why you’d rather I do it than Daddy.”

She gave in, tears streaming down her face. “Fine, you’re my son, but you’re a real man, and I can’t be satisfied without your cock. I love your father, always have, and always will, I love him so much, but he can’t satisfy me like you do, he doesn’t have a cock as big as yours.”

“You mean his cock isn’t as big as mine?”

“Yes, oh! Steven, stop torturing me, you know that, your cock is three times the size of Danny’s. Oh… please fuck me already!” Throughout the conversation, her eyes never left his cock.

As she praised the size of his cock, Steven felt increasingly excited, his cock now hotter and harder than before. “You mean, a man’s penis determines whether he’s a real man?” he said. “Is this what you mean, because my penis is bigger and harder, you think I’m more of a man than your husband?”

“That’s right,” she almost shouted.

“Then you’ll say this: you want your son to use his big penis to plug your hole because your husband isn’t a man.”

“Yes, I want your penis inside me, I want you to fuck me. I said, I beg you to fuck me! Please fuck me!”

“No, you didn’t say it the way I said it,” he insisted.

“Okay,” tears welled up in her eyes again, “Stephen, my son, I want you to fuck my cunt with your hard, big, hot cock. You’re a real man, so handsome, so powerful, you’re like a sex god, I worship you, I’d do anything for you, just for your sacred cock. My husband’s cock is too small, he’s not a man, but you are. Oh…fuck me!”

He loved hearing her say that, and he kissed her passionately, more fiercely than ever before. He told her that as long as she worshipped him, his cock would always be hard for his mother. She knew she truly worshipped her son’s cock, that was an undeniable fact, no matter how good Danny was to her, he couldn’t satisfy her.

She kissed him back, gently holding his cock and testicles with her left hand. He was now in position, aiming his rock-hard cock at the entrance of her hairy vulva. He parted her wet labia with the head of his penis and slid it into her small opening, which seemed small compared to his enormous member. Gently, he thrust forward, using her abundant vaginal fluid as lubricant, his cock slowly sliding into her soaking wetness.

On the first insertion, he only pushed in a few inches, including the head, and Vick already felt as if her son's cock was tearing her in two. But she knew she could accommodate it completely, and she urged him to hurry.

After sliding back and forth a few times, he pushed in about an inch more. Vick was overjoyed; her vaginal walls had never been so stretched, and she felt exceptionally full this time. But her son's cock was so thick that it even gave her a tearing pain, a sensation that even the repairman's large cock couldn't provide.

After several tentative attempts, Steven thrust for the third time, and Vick experienced a powerful orgasm. With each thrust, his massive penis slid in inch by inch, and she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

He was now penetrating to the same depth as the repairman, but his extraordinary girth gave her a feeling of complete fullness she had never experienced before. He continued to push in, now penetrating to a depth no other man could achieve.

"Stephen,"—she no longer wanted to call him son, just as he was behaving like a real man—"you've reached a depth no man has ever reached, my body is still virgin territory at that depth, Stephen, you've made your mother feel boundless pleasure. I love you, Stephen, you've conquered my cunt, you've sent me to heaven."

These words inspired him, and he reached orgasm, even stronger than the one in the bathroom. With immense power, his semen gushed from his glans, shooting onto her uterine wall, giving her another unprecedented orgasm.

They lay quietly for a moment, his penis still twelve inches long inside her vagina—where her uterus was filled with Steven's semen, but four inches remained outside.

Steven paused for a moment, his penis only partially softening, experiencing an unprecedented orgasm, while Vic still longed for more. Her son inserted his penis deep into her still virgin vagina, and after about a minute or two, he thrust again, and after several more forceful thrusts, he was fully inside her. They both experienced this incredible sensation.

She felt his glans pressing against the bottom of her vagina, against her cervix, his thick shaft expanding her vaginal walls to an unimaginable size. He stimulated every inch of the mucous membranes inside her vagina, even those parts she had never known existed. She expanded her vagina like any woman giving birth, except that, unlike them, she was being enlarged by her own child's penis.

Just thinking about Steven made her excited. A year ago, he was seduced by his junior high school teacher. Since then, he's penetrated over two hundred vaginas, but he never tires of the feeling of a woman's flesh tightly gripping his penis. This is his mother's body; he can feel her spasms, and once again, he ejaculates a large amount of semen inside her.

Of course, his penis hasn't softened, and even after ejaculating, he doesn't stop thrusting. He almost tirelessly thrusts into his mother's vagina, plunging his fifteen-inch-long penis all the way in, and ejaculating inside her several times.

The sheer amount of fluid they both release makes it easier for his penis to enter and exit, and no force in the world can separate the tightly pressed bodies of this mating mother and son; they are both lost in the pleasure of their union.

Steven began to thrust slowly, then gradually increased his speed. Vic's orgasms grew stronger, the image of the repairman fading from her mind, and the intervals between her orgasms shortening.

Steven—a 15-year-old boy with the talent to seduce hundreds of women, and who had indeed learned a great deal from it—knew that the most important moment of his first time with his mother had arrived.

He thrust faster and faster, bringing Vic to almost continuous orgasms; one orgasm barely subsided before another surged forth, then another, and another immediately. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes… she had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced, perhaps hundreds! She continued to climb, reaching new peak after peak.

She didn't know how many orgasms she wanted; she had lost control of her breathing, her voice, her body, and had nothing to do but constantly embrace the orgasms. She thought that if this continuous series of orgasms didn't stop, she might die. But this state continued, growing more and more intense, until finally, he led her to the very top.

He knew she was ready. He let go, savoring this transcendent peak, ejaculating an unprecedented amount of semen, which slammed against his mother's vaginal walls with tremendous force. Vic's climax also reached its peak. Just as Stephen led her into a completely new realm, she experienced various orgasms—what Stephen's aunt Bonnie (whom he had fucked all night the night before) called multiple orgasms. Suddenly, Vic seemed to float in a universe filled with boundless pleasure and joy.

Stephen was completely satisfied (of course, only temporarily). Exhausted, he lay on top of his mother, his penis still inside her vagina, but now limp and only 12 inches long. Of all the women he had been with, only 10% experienced multiple orgasms, and he was glad his mother was one of them. He knew that in this region, or in this country, no other man could give her this kind of pleasure; he also knew that he was now being worshipped as a sex goddess by his beautiful mother. Whenever she looked at him, she would gaze at him with passionate eyes—this was pure love, not just a mother's love for her son, but also a woman's love for a man who could perfectly satisfy her desires.

Vick remained in this blissful universe for about half an hour, and although she was so happy, of course she had to return to the ground. And not long after, mother and son resumed their sexual game; no one could be sure how many times they did it that night.

Vick's daughter—Stephen's twin sister—suddenly returned home, abruptly ending the camping trip because it had been a mess.

Connie found her brother and mother sleeping in the same bed, and they hadn't noticed her for several minutes. She saw her brother's monstrous penis inside her mother's vagina, and her mother seemed to be enjoying herself. Connie was completely shocked by the scene before her, though she was also a little jealous.

Stephen and Vick eventually got Connie to join them. Right after Stephen deflowered his sister, he ordered the mother and sister to lick each other's genitals like lesbians.

When Danny returned home to find his wife and two children having sex and licking his genitals in his bed, he was utterly horrified. Vic, Stephen, and Connie all acknowledged that Stephen was now part of the family, a fact Danny could no longer deny, and if he couldn't accept it, he had to leave.

They knew he loved Vic deeply, and he himself realized that letting Vic marry a man with such a small penis was too selfish; he couldn't satisfy her needs, but he loved her dearly, and he begged for her forgiveness for her past sacrifices. He promised to be their servant, so Stephen, Vic, and Connie slept in the large bed, while Danny slept in a small bed on the side.

Danny began to enjoy licking the mixture of fluids Stephen ejaculated into his wife and daughter's vaginas and anuses, and occasionally, he was allowed to have sex with one of them. He frequently licked Steven's penis and swallowed his semen directly. After consuming a considerable amount of Steven's semen, Danny was also affected: he became more masculine, his small testicles grew larger, his penis grew an inch and a half longer, and its girth increased; previously he could only have sex once a week, but now he had sex at least once a day.

Family incest had a considerable effect on Danny, but that's another story altogether.

We don't know if readers will like the ending for Vic and Steven, but we hope you masturbate at least once or twice while reading this story.

Okay, finally, let's lick the semen off our hands!

Author: Harry Kentkey.

A rather perverted novel with incest, urine drinking, and adultery. Friends who like extreme content can check it out. This article is probably a medium-length story; to avoid keeping everyone in suspense, I'll just post the whole thing at once. Please enjoy. A warning to all perverted readers: sexual intercourse may "result in death," so please don't mess around. Sexual intercourse can lead to infection (i.e., contracting a sexually transmitted disease), so think carefully before having sex.

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It's 3:00 PM, and Vic Fairbright has spent several hours by the pool in her backyard. During this time, she's had some iced coffee, swam a bit, read one of her favorite erotic novels, and finally lay there sunbathing.

After another hour, she finished her iced coffee and prepared to go back inside to use the bathroom. Vic's backyard is quite secluded, so she was only wearing a very revealing bikini. Vic is a very modern woman, and she goes to church frequently, but she has never worn such revealing clothing in public before. If anyone were to see her walking around the room barefoot, they would be deeply impressed. In short, Vic looks like an innocent angel at this moment.

She was 34 years old and a mother of 15-year-old twins, yet her figure remained slender, and her skin soft and smooth, just like Connie—her daughter. In fact, just last week, Vic was questioned about her age at the hotel.

She not only looked incredibly young, but she was also a stunning beauty. Her gleaming black hair, combined with her universally appealing, classically beautiful face, exuded an incredible allure; her deep, dark eyes, like autumn water, complemented her flawless complexion, inspiring admiration in everyone who saw her.

Her figure maintained a beautifully curvaceous figure; her breasts were medium to large, very round, and with proudly erect pink nipples. Even with her swimsuit pulled open, her breasts didn't sag at all; or rather, whether she lay on her back or stomach, her breasts remained firm.

She had a slender waist and a flat stomach; her legs were long and shapely, and at the top of her legs, her buttocks, encased in a bikini, possessed an unparalleled curve. From the front, her thick, dark pubic hair peeked restlessly from her bikini bottoms; she was very sensitive, so she had never shaved her dark triangle of pubic hair.

She knew that she wouldn't be disturbed no matter what she wore in the room; her husband, Danny, had gone out that morning, supposedly on a business trip, perhaps a five-day conference. Danny was 50 years old, much older than Vic, and she loved him deeply for his witty remarks. He worked hard every day so that the family could live comfortably; as a loving father, he gave her all his tenderness and affection.

If there was a flaw in their marriage, it was the lack of harmonious sex. Although she repeatedly convinced herself that she didn't crave it, subconsciously she knew the truth. She had never seen another man naked, but she knew that Danny's penis, less than four inches long, was definitely on the shorter side, and when erect—though not very hard, and not very frequent—it was only slightly larger than her thumb.

Although she was sometimes tempted by other men, she had only wavered once, a few months after her marriage, when she was 18, and now she had almost completely forgotten about it. Since then, she had strived to control herself and remain a chaste woman.

She loved her husband, she was absolutely loyal to him, and since that loss of control, she had vowed to remain chaste. Her husband couldn't give her orgasms, but she could learn to pleasure herself with her fingers. Now she was going upstairs to the bathroom, and after washing her hands and face, she decided to spend the rest of the time in her sexual fantasies.

Vic's daughter, Connie, and some friends had gone camping and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. Her son, Steven, was home, but he'd been out all night, not returning until 11:00 AM. After eating a few eggs and some bacon, he went straight to bed, and she figured he wouldn't wake up for hours.

Vick was a little worried about what her son had been up to last night, especially since he'd come home just as late the night before. This wasn't the first time; since summer vacation started, he'd often stayed out all night. She'd heard he was a womanizer, but she was hesitant to ask where he'd been, knowing he'd give her all sorts of excuses.

Vick's sister, Bonnie, wasn't as glamorous as Vick, but she was still a beauty, 28 years old, and supposedly the prettiest woman in their town, along with Steven.

Vick didn't like hearing that her son was a womanizer, even though she often heard it from Bonnie. Was Bonnie right? Steven—her son—really sleeping with girls? What was he doing? Why was he so often out all night?

Vick walked barefoot down the carpeted stairs without making a sound. As she expected, Steven's bedroom door was closed, so she went to the bathroom.

She was a little surprised, because Steven hadn't been sleeping at all; he was showering, staring absently out the window, completely lost in thought, before opening the bathroom door and drying himself with a towel. Just as Steven stepped out, he bumped into Vick, who froze, dumbfounded.

She could clearly see her 15-year-old son's body, and for a moment, she was utterly at a loss. Of course, Vick wasn't unfamiliar with Steven's body, but this time, she realized he had grown up.

He was quite well-developed, like a 20-year-old boy, even more mature. His neat, short blond hair framed his handsome face, and besides being handsome, he possessed a masculine air; his chest was broad, covered in golden curls, and his hands and chest were full of powerful muscles, though there were still some remnants of immaturity there.

His mother was deeply attracted by his masculine upper body, and her eyes inadvertently moved downwards. Good heavens! She had seen plenty of men's butts on the beach, but her son's, surrounded by fine golden down, was absolutely the most beautiful. Just imagining his butt was enough to keep her masturbating for the next month without fantasizing about anything else. When

her son's penis came into view, she was completely mesmerized.

Her thoughts drifted back to a summer sixteen years ago when she called a repairman to fix her air conditioner.

She was eighteen, and her husband was thirty-five, short and fat. She was a virgin when they married. Although Danny was the only man she had ever slept with, she always felt she had missed something wonderful.

The repairman, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, had an athletic build, and he was handsome; a prominent bulge in the crotch of his shorts caught her eye. As he worked, she stood around him, seizing every opportunity to admire his muscular body, a physique she had only seen occasionally before.

Just after he finished his work, she offered him a cold drink. This repairman, who had previously made more money from hungry housewives than at the air conditioning company, knew from this moment on that he could easily have his way with her. She had

set this trap, and he, instead of reaching for the drink, grabbed her and kissed her passionately. The closeness of his strong body, his intense masculine scent, his tongue entering her hot mouth—Vic felt like she was going crazy.

Just as his hand invaded her vagina, she snapped back to reality and pushed him away.

“No,” she said. “I’m a new bride, I love my husband. Oh, I’m so sorry, I was out of my mind, please leave!”

The repairman knew she was just playing hard to get. “I know you really need me,” he said gently. “See, I won’t touch you anymore, I just want you to look. If you still want me to leave, I’ll turn around and leave without a word. Okay?”

She wanted him to stay, but she couldn’t let go of her inner turmoil. He made her sit down, then stood in front of her and took off his shorts, revealing a pair of oversized briefs underneath, probably custom-made for his body.

She saw that his penis was larger than her husband's, but as he pulled off his white cotton briefs, she could hardly believe her eyes. Her husband's penis, even when erect, was only the size of her thumb, but this repairman's semi-erect penis was already as thick as her waist (Note: Do not doubt, this is how it was written in the original text, I have not translated it incorrectly).

As he slowly pulled off his briefs, she anticipated seeing his entire penis. Finally, his penis was fully exposed, and it was astonishingly huge! Then she saw his testicles; her husband's were the size of marbles, encased in a small, smooth scrotum; while the repairman's were the size of golf balls, his scrotum large and covered in hair. This masculine body held a fatal allure for her, and she was completely powerless against it.

"Should I leave?" he said one last time.

Vic's head throbbed. She knew it was a betrayal of God and an infidelity to her beloved husband, but she was completely out of control. An electric current surged through her vagina; for the first time, she understood the immense power a woman craved in a man.

"No, you stay here," she said in an almost inaudible voice. "I need you."

"What do you need from me?" he asked, determined to take her further.

"I need your cock," she said. "I want you to fuck me."

As she said this, her shyness vanished, and she reached out and grasped his penis, playing with it with it lovingly. She gently stroked it up and down, and in less than a minute, it was erect. From head to toe, it was about 11 inches long, she later estimated; she couldn't even fully grasp it with both hands.

She moved her mouth to his crotch, but he dodged. "Beg me," he said, "if you want to suck my cock."

"Oh, God!" she cried, "Please, I want you, I want to suck your cock."

He laughed wildly, "Which is better, your husband's or yours?"

She blushed; was he humiliating her? "Please," she pleaded, "Don't ask me that."

"If you want to suck my cock, you have to say it," he insisted. "Is it that your husband can't satisfy you?"

She gave in: "Yes," she groaned, tears streaming from her beautiful eyes. "I want a real man, I want you."

"Oh, that's enough." He bent down slightly, bringing his buttocks less than an inch from her face. "Then first, you must lick my asshole clean with your tongue."

She stared mesmerized at his hairy buttocks, fine hairs growing in the deep cleft, the stench of a man mixed with feces and sweat assaulting her senses—this was the place he demanded she lick.

"I can't do that," she pleaded. "Don't make me do such a shameful thing."

"You'd better do it now, or I'm leaving."

She had no choice but to bend down and press her lips against the cleft between his buttocks. The smell was unbearable, and she strained to extend her small, pink tongue into it.

"Okay!" he shouted. "Harder, clean it for me with your wet tongue!"

Her wet tongue began to slide up and down the cleft, the taste a little bitter, but not as unbearable as she had imagined. And licking his buttocks, including the elastic skin and the wrinkled anus, aroused her.

"A little deeper, more," he commanded again.

She thought she might die from it, but she did as he said, pressing her tongue against his anus and pushing it in forcefully. Slowly, her tongue slipped into the tight passage, the warm rectal walls enveloping it. He groaned with satisfaction, while her tongue continued to move back and forth, carefully licking, trying to avoid eating his feces. After a while,

he withdrew. Vic didn't want to admit she enjoyed licking anuses, but the itching in her vagina was more intense than ever before; she almost desperately wanted his penis.

"Now let's take it slow!" He pulled her face close to his penis.

She leaned forward slightly, sticking out her tongue to lick his large penis. It started slowly; she licked his penis as if eating a giant lollipop, her saliva wetting his erect shaft. Then she moved to his testicles, sucking on his virile scrotum with adoration, like a worshipping god.

She returned to his penis, opening her lips and taking the glans into her mouth, only reaching a few inches below the massive head. Just as she felt the glans pressing against her throat, her vagina began its first orgasm. In her excitement, she swallowed his enormous penis as deeply as possible, but more than half remained outside, which she could only soothe with her hands.

He gently stroked her chin and cheeks, and she continued her stroking motions, trying to give him more pleasure. His penis grew harder in her mouth, seemingly no longer satisfied, and he began to thrust. She sucked desperately until he ejaculated.

Time and again, copious amounts of semen entered her throat. She had never imagined a man could ejaculate so much; her husband always ejaculated only a little. The hot semen shot deep into her throat, bringing her a trembling pleasure, and she climaxed again, more intensely than the first time, surpassing any of her previous orgasms.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she pleaded. "If you want me to beg, even if you want me to kneel, I'll do it. My cunt is waiting for your big cock. I need you to fill me up. I want a real man. My husband can never give me what I need because he only has a little boy's cock, while you have a weapon full of manly power. I beg you, hurry up and put your cock in!"

"Okay, if you want me to fuck you, little woman, you need to beg more. You have to understand, I have a family to support, and working at the air conditioning company alone can't solve anything. The cock you want is my lifeline, and I can't give it to you so easily."

It took Vic several minutes to understand what he meant; after all, she was the most beautiful woman in town, by all accounts. She betrayed her religious beliefs and the fidelity she was supposed to have reserved for her husband, succumbing to this scoundrel's sexual advances. She licked his ass and tasted his anus. But now, this man said that if she wanted him to take her to commit crimes, she would have to pay him.

He knew she was already so deeply involved! He knew his penis was irresistible to her! Although it was all true, she really wanted that big penis, no matter what he asked for.

Trembling, tears welling in her eyes again, she calmly asked, "How much will it take for you to sleep with me?"

"That's right, I'm glad we've reached an agreement," he said smugly. "Of course, I'll repay you in kind. I'll fuck you until your husband with the little boy's dick comes home, I'll fuck you until the King comes for the excessively low tax rates (Note: This is a metaphor. During the colonial period, British rulers sent troops to increase exploitation, but the British King never set foot on the American continent. This implies as long as I want, or, to put it more elegantly, forever). Hmm… I think it'll be at least a thousand dollars."

Vic's jaw nearly dropped: "A thousand dollars!!!"

Danny completely trusted her, and he had transferred all his money to her name, even a blank bank draft. But by this time, he had reinvested his earnings, and now they only had two thousand dollars left to get through these few rainy days. Should she give him half of her husband's hard-earned money to sleep with her?

The repairman smiled at her, noticing her face turn deathly pale when he mentioned the amount. He slowly manipulated his large penis, which quickly became erect again.

After a single glance at its imposing size, Vic finally gave in. "Alright," she said sadly, walking to the table and writing a check. "Use this to cash, and you'll have a thousand dollars." She handed him the check, two more tears falling.

He smiled, took the check, tucked it into his pocket, and then turned to face her. He took her hand and gave her a deep French kiss. She responded, completely forgetting all her humiliation, her desire burning again.

The repairman picked her up, carried her up the stairs to the master bedroom, and quickly stripped her of all her clothes, gazing at her beautiful body. Then, he removed his last few garments—a t-shirt, shoes, and socks—and lay down beside her. She thought: he was lying naked in her husband's bed, and she was using her husband's money to demand he fuck her hard here.

He kissed her passionately, their bodies already intertwined. He kissed every part of her face, and these gestures only made the beautiful woman need him more. He nibbled on her ear, giving her a new kind of stimulation; his kisses moved to her neck and shoulders, but he spent the most time kissing her armpits. Her husband never knew how to kiss her face, ears, or armpits, and she was even more captivated by his elaborate teasing, her senses racing.

Finally, he reached her breasts, sucking and kneading them like an artist passionately admiring their work. He knew exactly how to stimulate a woman's breasts to arouse her; he bit her left breast in his mouth while his fingers played with her right. She experienced her third orgasm of the morning, each more intense than the ones her husband had given her, and the repairman hadn't even touched her vulva yet.

By now, his mouth had moved to her lower abdomen, his tongue lightly nibbling around her navel, while his chin rested against the upper edge of her densely forested delta. He reached her pubic hair, burying his face and fingers among the curly hair. Her vagina released a large amount of vaginal fluid, which splashed onto his face as he played with her pubic hair.

“Your pubic hair is truly beautiful,” he whispered. “It’s the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. Believe me, I’ve seen thousands of pussy.”

“I suppose men like to shave or trim it, right?” she replied.

“Those guys aren’t real men, they’re just boys, they’re all shit, they’re all afraid of you, the real woman. I’ve never thought a trimmed pussy is prettier than your natural one.”

He continued licking her, deftly slipping his tongue into her vulva, wolfing down her love juices, which had been flowing from her cunt ever since their first kiss.

“Your love juices taste so good!” he praised, inserting two fingers into her vagina to stimulate her G-spot, while his tongue attacked her clitoris. Her vulva attracted his attention more than her breasts, and during his half-hour licking, she had reached orgasm three or more times.

He got up and pressed himself against her, face to face, his huge, hard cock pressed against her lower abdomen. She wanted him inside her. "Fuck me now!" she cried.

"Don't rush, wash my face with your tongue first." His face was covered in her gushing love juice.

She happily licked and tasted her own salty and strongly scented love juice. "Now, fuck me... fuck me... pound me hard!" she moaned.

He looked down at her; she was incredibly beautiful. He wasn't exaggerating; he had indeed slept with thousands of women, including all sorts of beauties—movie stars, singers, international supermodels, and so on—but they all paled in comparison to this 18-year-old's face and body. She looked so innocent and innocent, so pitiful, which aroused him even more, and the mere thought of it made his penis even harder.

He aimed his weapon at the entrance to Vic's lush garden, thrusting forward, his glans parting her dark pubic hair and penetrating her. On the first penetration, he only went in five inches, and Vic cried out loudly in pleasure.

He tried to penetrate deeper, into the untouched virgin territory deep within her vagina. His thick penis forced its way through the resistance of her vaginal walls, reaching the very depths of her body. She climaxed again. He paused there, enjoying the increasingly tight contractions of her vaginal muscles pressing against his glans.

Just as her climax subsided, he withdrew a few inches, then thrust in again… again and again, until his enormous member was fully inside her.

She almost instantly fell in love with the feeling, something she had never experienced before in her life. “Oh…fuck me! Fuck me hard! I can’t believe there’s a man with such a big cock like you,” she moaned, continuously feeling the impact.

His hard penis moved in and out, slowly at first, then faster at the end. Climax after climax nearly made her faint; she didn’t even know how many she had.

After a while, they changed positions; this time, he attacked her from behind. They had tried all sorts of positions, and now he had her on all fours in a doggy-style position for the final thrust.

"Oh... God! I don't think you can penetrate deep, but you can try," she moaned.

This position aroused him even more; looking at her beautiful buttocks, her lovely back, her beautiful black hair, and her two breasts hanging on her chest—all of this made his enormous penis thrust hard through her thick pubic hair, piercing straight to the bottom of her vagina.

After about an hour of this, he also climaxed. Harder than in her mouth, his penis pounded relentlessly inside her, like a wild beast catching its prey. Minutes later, she felt his ejaculate slam heavily into the depths of her body, bringing her to another unimaginable climax.

They were exhausted and collapsed onto the bed; even limp, she could still feel the enormous size of his penis inside her vagina. As it finally withdrew, a large amount of semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out; she thought the fluids alone could probably fill a spoon.

"Oh... God! Your semen has made a complete mess of my husband's bed."

"Well, at least he doesn't know," the repairman said casually.

A wave of shame washed over Vic; she was hearing someone talk about her beloved husband in such a tone, but the lust still lingered within her, and the thought was fleeting.

His penis quickly regained its strength, and she gasped in surprise, thinking, 'My poor husband Danny only gets it twice a week.'

"Oh! I wish we could make love all day long," she said.

"Of course!" he replied.

“But can you stay hard all day?”

He laughed. “Don’t think of me like your useless husband. I’m telling you, you’re having sex with a real man right now.”

He made her touch his penis, and to her surprise, even though he had ejaculated just ten minutes earlier, it was hard again. He looked into her eyes, which were filled with admiration and adoration, and they started again.

That afternoon, they did it again and again… she didn’t know how many times. Even sixteen years later, she still remembered that the repairman ejaculated six times, and she had countless orgasms that day, maybe hundreds!

He left ten minutes before her husband came home, believing he had found a regular client. But Vic had an epiphany that night; she felt she shouldn’t deceive her husband anymore.

The repairman called a few days later, his sexy voice making her genitals and whole body tremble. She wanted him more than anything else in the world, but in the end, she firmly refused him.

The following year, she gave birth to twins, Connie and Steven.

She forced herself not to think about their birthdays, which were nine months after the day she made love to the repairman. She simply prayed that they were the seed planted inside her by Danny, whom she loved. But today, when she saw her son's penis, she knew that the repairman, whose name she didn't even know, was their father.

All the memories flooded back to Vic, but the reality before her brought her back to her senses. A large, limp penis covered in golden pubic hair hung down to Steven's knees, Vic thought, as if the repairman were standing in front of her.

But she knew for sure that it was her son's penis, even harder and bigger than the repairman's. The repairman's penis was about 11 inches long when semi-erect, while her son's was already a foot long when flaccid; the repairman's penis was so large that she couldn't grasp it with both hands when erect, but her son's flaccid penis was already as thick as his.

A perfectly curved penis hung there, with a pair of enormous testicles at its base. Vic remembered the repairman's golf ball-sized testicles, the kind that could only produce such a large amount of semen; her son's testicles were like two large eggs, though she could never buy eggs that big.

Vic had ample time to observe her son's muscular body, for he was utterly stunned, never expecting her to come in.

He was her son, whom she had carried for ten months, whom she had fed from infancy, and from this moment on, she could no longer see him as a little boy; now she had to see him as a man, a real man. A face more sexy and handsome than any star, a body stronger than any ancient Roman sculptor's imagination, and countless other virtues. Of all the men she knew, he was the most unique.

She remembered her sister Bonnie telling her, "The most beautiful woman in the country is born in this town." She had always thought this wasn't just a claim made by 90% of men. Now she had to admit it wasn't an exaggeration, but a fact, and she was stunned by what she saw the moment she stepped into the bathroom.

A few seconds later, her surprise subsided, replaced by overwhelming excitement; she couldn't wait any longer. She had only intended to use the restroom and then masturbate, but when her son stood naked before her, she felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. She recalled the happy times with the repairman, how happy she had been then! But this time seemed even more exhilarating.

Staring at his newly grown pubic hair, his large, hairy scrotum, and his alluring penis, she couldn't help herself. She didn't care where she was. Her left hand reached for her breast, her right slid down to her crotch, stimulating both her nipples and clitoris simultaneously. Just before her fingers probed her hairy vulva, she climaxed, an explosive burst that made her gasp with pleasure.

Immediately, Steven turned to look at his nearly naked mother. She was clearly in the throes of orgasm, one hand on her breast, the other caressing her alluring triangle. The sight of her son's nakedness made her slightly embarrassed, but she still turned away and pulled down her bikini. His

reason and lust struggled, but ultimately lust prevailed. She was the most beautiful woman in the country, and as his aunt had told him, he usually got an erection when he saw her in a bikini, and he always felt embarrassed to hide his erection. This was the first time he had seen her breasts and her disheveled pubic hair. Under his gaze, his mother struck the most lewd poses, and as he observed, he knew she had reached orgasm simply from seeing his naked body.

He had long known that his handsome appearance, beautiful physique, and enormous penis were irresistible to any woman. He was very satisfied with his attributes; with them, he could easily caress their curvaceous bodies and have sex with them.

Steven had lost his virginity a year ago, a fact known to everyone except his mother. And since that day, he had slept with nearly two hundred women, never failing to seduce a woman since his first attempt. But with his mother, he wasn't sure she would be as easily hooked as any of the women he had seduced. However, the mere thought of "Mom reaching orgasm just from seeing me" greatly encouraged him, and almost immediately, his penis became erect.

Vic watched as his penis rose, slowly growing harder and larger, as if by magic. In less than a minute, it was erect like an arrow, standing proudly beneath her son's abdomen.

Vic's orgasm had passed, but she was still aroused. She looked at her son's penis, estimating it to be about 15 inches long from head to toe. Indeed, her estimate wasn't too far off; it was thicker than she had imagined.

After a moment of silence, they stared at each other with lustful eyes.

“Stephen,” the silence grew unbearable, and she spoke up, “I just wanted to use the restroom. I didn’t expect you to be here; I thought you were sleeping in your bedroom.”

“Yes, I woke up and wanted to take a shower.” He was a little embarrassed. “I was thinking about something and had no idea you were in.”

Vick knew he had seen her climax, and she was almost certain he had. She tried to explain, “Stephen, when I saw you, I thought you were so manly, so handsome, and…and…well, I’ve never seen a man with such a big penis before. I lost control. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course, Mom.” He blushed slightly, but also felt a surge of excitement; his penis was still rock hard. “You don’t need to apologize. You’re a stunning beauty, and I couldn’t help looking at you.”

Vick could feel his desire, just as she did. “Stephen, I wanted to touch you. I know I’m your mother, and incest is the most serious crime, but I just couldn’t help thinking that.”

“Oh! Mom, I want you to touch me too.” He responded, “Take off your bikini so I can touch your beautiful body.”

Not daring to look at him, she began to remove her bikini, which was already half-off, revealing first her rounded breasts, then her hairy pubic triangle.

“Turn around, Mom, slowly.” His voice was hoarse, filled with countless lustful desires: “Let me see Mom’s beautiful body clearly.”

She did as her son asked. As she turned her back to him, she bent over, revealing her two white buttocks, her hairy black triangle, and her curly pubic hair; her small, slightly pink vulva was glistening with love juice, as if to prove that her orgasm had only recently occurred. A

strong scent emanated from her crotch, surrounding and tempting him: “Perhaps we should go to the bedroom, Mom, but you just said you needed to use the bathroom.”

She had almost forgotten about it, but when he mentioned it, she felt she had to go to the bathroom. Her bladder had been feeling full since she was at the pool, and now, with the added excitement of sex, it felt even fuller.

“Okay. Why don’t you go to the bedroom first, Danny? I’ll be there in a bit,” Vic suggested.

He kept his eyes fixed on hers. “No, I’m staying here. I want to see how Mom’s hot, golden urine flows from your beautiful cunt.”

She was about to tell him not to use profanity when she realized it was absurd to nitpick in this situation. The thought of her son watching her urine flow from her vulva with lustful eyes sent a jolt of pleasure through her.

'I’m peeing in front of my own son, and later I’m going to suck his cock and let him fuck me nonstop—it makes me tremble,' she thought to herself. 'I do have a cunt, Steven didn’t misname it, and calling a vulva a cunt isn’t wrong either.' She

headed for the bathroom, but Steven grabbed her and made her straddle the bathtub while he lay at the bottom, his face directly over her vulva. "Oh my God!" she thought, "He actually wants to see like this, he wants me to pee on his face!"

She straddled his broad chest, arching her back, so he could see his mother's beautiful, hairy vulva clearly. With her fingers, she gracefully parted the dark pubic hair, separating her pink, glistening vulva. He stared at the wetness, while she strained her muscles, trying to relax and squeeze the urine from her full bladder.

After a while, only a few thin streams of yellow fluid appeared, then stopped; then, suddenly, a torrent of her urine gushed from her beautiful vulva.

The urine gushed from her urethra with a hissing sound, a small but powerful stream striking his chest with surprising force. Some of the liquid splashed onto his neck, shoulders, and face; he felt the urine was so hot.

The smell of the woman's urine intensified his passion. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide to catch the gushing stream, and then swallowed mouthful after mouthful. Her urine was still flowing; he caught some with his hands and smeared it on his face and hair.

The stream of urine lasted for a minute, then slowly diminished. Just as the last few drops flowed out, Steven lifted his lips and licked up every last drop he could find.

The next moment, he grabbed his mother's neck and got up, pulling her face close to his and passionately kissing her with his tongue. This was the first sexual kiss between mother and son; they greedily exchanged saliva, and she tasted the strong scent of her own urine still lingering in her son's mouth.

Looking at his mother's beauty and tasting her urine, Steven was close to climaxing. A minute before ejaculation, he got up and told his mother to prepare to eat his semen. She did as he said, opening her mouth wide and taking her son's glans in. To allow the large penis to enter, she had to stretch her chin to its limit.

She gripped the hot shaft, stunned by its hardness and size. It was as hard as that repairman's, but her son's penis was even firmer; she thought, this large penis alone could support her weight. With her thumb and forefinger spread wide, she gripped the base of the penis with both hands to hold it in place.

He was about to explode, his glans held in his mother's warm, moist mouth, her hands constantly caressing it; he was itching to ejaculate. Although she was soothing his penis with her hands and mouth, she herself wasn't having an easy time either. Knowing it wouldn't be long before she had to frantically rub her son's throbbing penis, she was forced to continue.

After a few strokes, her mouth received its first ejaculation. She still remembered the repairman's astonishing volume of semen, and this was only the first shot from her son Steven's penis, which was comparable to the repairman's, yet it was almost the total amount her husband had ejaculated in a month.

Steven didn't stop; ejaculation erupted like a volcano, shells of semen continuously gushing into her mouth. She swallowed large gulps, but much still leaked out.

After more than ten ejaculations, his penis slowly subsided. Steven's ejaculation was enough to leave any man speechless. He watched with glee as his copious amount of semen filled his mother's mouth. He knew she was still throbbing with desire, desperately needing to release her pent-up passion. He pressed his lips to her vulva, skillfully moving his tongue between her hot, wet opening and clitoris.

In just a few minutes, her son's expert oral sex brought Vic to her peak. She moaned breathlessly, her body filled with pleasure. Steven continued to lick her newly released fluids. Vic was already a little exhausted, squeezing her son's face between her legs to make his nose and mouth more intimately connected with her anus and vulva, but this action almost made him breathless. She leaned down, stopping at his crotch, smiling as she licked the copious amount of semen clinging to his penis. Now his penis was only 12 inches long, nestled in his golden-brown pubic hair.

After resting for a few minutes, they got up, showered, dried themselves, and went to Vic's bedroom together.

"Lie down, Mom," Steven said. "Now I'm going to officially fuck you, in your and Daddy's bed, I'm going to fill your cunt with your son's cock."

These words made Vic blush; she knew how utterly reprehensible her actions were. Her affair with the repairman was already hopelessly bad, but now, she had gone so far as to have sex with her own son, right in her husband's bed! Others wouldn't even dare to dream of it, but she had made it a reality. How could she face Danny again?

But Steven kissed her, sweeping away all these guilty thoughts. He placed his hand on her vulva, playing with her curly pubic hair. "Oh, God! I love this," he sighed, reaching out to touch her pubic hair.

She wriggled on the bed, bringing her face close to his crotch, which was now clean. She turned him over and kissed his two alluring buttocks. Then, she buried her head in his cleft and teased his anus with her tongue. She remembered how disgusted she had been when the repairman asked her to lick his anus, but now she had overcome her aversion and was excited by it. At this moment, she felt no disgust at all for her son's clean and tight anus.

After licking his cleft several times, her tongue slipped into his anus. She had to forcefully push open his tight sphincter to penetrate, and finally she had her tongue fully inside the passage surrounded by the hot and moist rectal walls. Her tongue swirled around inside, and he felt waves of pleasurable stimulation. She thought to herself, 'This is Steven—my son, and my tongue is inside his anus.'

She pushed her tongue as deep as possible into his rectum, moving it back and forth. His penis rose again, regaining its former firmness, but she wasn't in a hurry to stimulate it. She spent a long time wetting his golden-brown pubic hair before moving her tongue to his enormous testicles. His

loose scrotum tightly enveloped his two large balls, and she knew this was the source of her son's masculinity. She licked his scrotum attentively for almost fifteen minutes, and although he painfully begged her to soothe his throbbing penis, he didn't urge her now.

Her tongue brought a shiver, and he thought to himself, 'This is my mother, she's licking my asshole, tasting my feces, and now she's licking my balls.'

Finally, she turned her attention to his enormous weapon. She looked at it standing tall, exuding regal authority, and she couldn't help but lick it, kiss it, and swallow part of it, comforting her son's penis with her mouth.

She stepped back, ready to let her son have his way with her. She lay on her back, legs spread wide, moaning and begging, “Fuck me! Steven, put your incredible cock in my cunt. I want you, you have to fuck me now.”

He decided to tease her: “Mom, but I’m your son. Do you want your son’s big cock in your cunt? Are you sure you only want your son and not anyone else to fuck your pussy?”

“Oh! Steven, don’t do this to me. Fuck me! I need you so much. Please, don’t humiliate me, just fuck me, let me taste your big, hard cock, I want it inside me.” “Then

what are you going to tell Dad? What if he finds out his beloved wife is letting his son fuck her, and in his bed? Why don’t you wait until he’s finished his business meeting before letting him fuck your hot cunt?” he said.

“Fuck me! Steven, fuck me now, please… please!” she sobbed helplessly.

“No, unless you tell me why you want me—your son—to fuck you instead of waiting for Daddy to do it.”

“Are you really trying to force me to tell you, Steven?” she lamented. He smiled. “Yes, if you want my big cock in your hairy hole, you have to tell me why you’d rather I do it than Daddy.”

She gave in, tears streaming down her face. “Fine, you’re my son, but you’re a real man, and I can’t be satisfied without your cock. I love your father, always have, and always will, I love him so much, but he can’t satisfy me like you do, he doesn’t have a cock as big as yours.”

“You mean his cock isn’t as big as mine?”

“Yes, oh! Steven, stop torturing me, you know that, your cock is three times the size of Danny’s. Oh… please fuck me already!” Throughout the conversation, her eyes never left his cock.

As she praised the size of his cock, Steven felt increasingly excited, his cock now hotter and harder than before. “You mean, a man’s penis determines whether he’s a real man?” he said. “Is this what you mean, because my penis is bigger and harder, you think I’m more of a man than your husband?”

“That’s right,” she almost shouted.

“Then you’ll say this: you want your son to use his big penis to plug your hole because your husband isn’t a man.”

“Yes, I want your cock inside me, I want you to fuck me. I said, I beg you to fuck me! Please fuck me!”

“No, you didn’t say it the way I said it.” He persisted.

“Fine,” tears welled up in her eyes again, “Stephen, my son, I want you to fuck my cunt with your hard, big, hot cock. You’re a real man, so handsome, so powerful, you’re like a sex god, I worship you, I’d do anything for you, just for your sacred cock. My husband’s cock is too small, he’s not a man, but you are. Oh…fuck me!”

He loved hearing her say that, and he kissed her passionately, more fiercely than ever before. He told her that as long as she worshipped him, his cock would always be hard for his mother. She knew she truly worshipped her son’s cock, that was an undeniable fact, no matter how good Danny was to her, he couldn’t satisfy her.

She kissed him back, gently holding his cock and testicles with her left hand. He was now in position, aiming his rock-hard cock at the entrance of her hairy vulva. He parted her wet labia with the head of his penis and slid it into her small opening, which seemed small compared to his enormous member. Gently, he thrust forward, using her abundant vaginal fluid as lubricant, his cock slowly sliding into her soaking wetness.

On the first insertion, he only pushed in a few inches, including the head, and Vick already felt as if her son's cock was tearing her in two. But she knew she could accommodate it completely, and she urged him to hurry.

After sliding back and forth a few times, he pushed in about an inch more. Vick was overjoyed; her vaginal walls had never been so stretched, and she felt exceptionally full this time. But her son's cock was so thick that it even gave her a tearing pain, a sensation that even the repairman's large cock couldn't provide.

After several tentative attempts, Steven thrust for the third time, and Vick experienced a powerful orgasm. With each thrust, his massive penis slid in inch by inch, and she experienced orgasm after orgasm.

He was now penetrating to the same depth as the repairman, but his extraordinary girth gave her a feeling of complete fullness she had never experienced before. He continued to push in, now penetrating to a depth no other man could achieve.

"Stephen,"—she no longer wanted to call him son, just as he was behaving like a real man—"you've reached a depth no man has ever reached, my body is still virgin territory at that depth, Stephen, you've made your mother feel boundless pleasure. I love you, Stephen, you've conquered my cunt, you've sent me to heaven."

These words inspired him, and he reached orgasm, even stronger than the one in the bathroom. With immense power, his semen gushed from his glans, shooting onto her uterine wall, giving her another unprecedented orgasm.

They lay quietly for a moment, his penis still twelve inches long inside her vagina—where her uterus was filled with Steven's semen, but four inches remained outside.

Steven paused for a moment, his penis only partially softening, experiencing an unprecedented orgasm, while Vic still longed for more. Her son inserted his penis deep into her still virgin vagina, and after about a minute or two, he thrust again, and after several more forceful thrusts, he was fully inside her. They both experienced this incredible sensation.

She felt his glans pressing against the bottom of her vagina, against her cervix, his thick shaft expanding her vaginal walls to an unimaginable size. He stimulated every inch of the mucous membranes inside her vagina, even those parts she had never known existed. She expanded her vagina like any woman giving birth, except that, unlike them, she was being enlarged by her own child's penis.

Just thinking about Steven made her excited. A year ago, he was seduced by his middle school teacher. Since then, he'd penetrated over two hundred vaginas, but he never tired of the feeling of a woman's flesh tightly gripping his penis. This was his mother's body; he could feel her spasms, and once again, he ejaculated a large amount of semen inside her.

Of course, his penis hadn't softened, and even after ejaculating, he didn't stop thrusting. He almost tirelessly thrust into his mother's vagina, plunging his fifteen-inch penis all the way in, and ejaculating inside her several times.

The sheer amount of fluid they both released made it easier for his penis to enter and exit, and no force in the world could separate the tightly pressed bodies of this mother and son; they were both lost in the pleasure.

Steven thrust slowly, then gradually increased the speed. Vic's orgasms grew stronger, the image of the repairman fading from her mind, and the intervals between her orgasms shortened.

Stephen—a 15-year-old boy with a talent for seducing hundreds of women, and who had indeed learned a great deal from it—knew that the most important moment of his first time with his mother had arrived.

He thrust faster and faster, bringing Vick to a near-constant state of orgasm, one after another, five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes… She had lost count of how many orgasms she had experienced, perhaps hundreds! She continued to climb, reaching new peak after peak. She didn't know how many orgasms she wanted;

she had lost control of her breathing, her voice, her body, and had nothing to do but constantly embrace the orgasms. She thought that if this continuous series of orgasms didn't stop, she might die. But this state continued, growing more and more intense, until finally, he led her to the very top.

He knew she was ready, and he let go, enjoying this transcendent peak, ejaculating an unprecedented amount of semen, which slammed against the walls of his mother's vagina with tremendous force. Vic's climax reached its peak. Just as Stephen led her into a completely new realm, she experienced various orgasms—what Stephen's aunt Bonnie (whom he had slept with all night the night before) called multiple orgasms. Suddenly, Vic seemed to float in a universe filled with boundless pleasure and joy.

Stephen was completely satisfied (of course, only temporarily). Exhausted, he pressed himself against his mother, his penis still inside her vagina, but now limp and only 12 inches long. Of all the women he had slept with, only 10% experienced multiple orgasms, and he was glad his mother was one of them. He knew that in this region, or in this country, no other man could give her this kind of pleasure; he also knew that he was now being worshipped as a sex goddess by his beautiful mother. Whenever she looked at him with passionate glances, it was pure love, not just a mother's love for her son, but also a woman's love for a man who could completely satisfy her desires.

Vic remained in this blissful universe for about half an hour. Although she was so happy, of course, she still had to return to the ground. Not long after, the mother and son resumed their sexual activity, and no one could be sure how many times they did it that night.

Vic's daughter—Steven's twin sister—unexpectedly returned home, having abruptly ended the camping trip due to the mess.

Connie discovered her brother and mother sleeping in the same bed, and they hadn't noticed her for several minutes. She saw her brother's monstrous penis inside her mother's vagina, and her mother seemed to be enjoying herself. Connie was completely shocked by what she saw, though she was also a little jealous.

Steven and Vic eventually got Connie to join them. Right after Steven deflowered his sister, he ordered the mother and sister to lick each other's genitals like lesbians.

When Danny returned home to find his wife and two children having sex and licking his genitals in his bed, he was utterly horrified. Vic, Stephen, and Connie all acknowledged that Stephen was now part of the family, a fact Danny could no longer deny, and if he couldn't accept it, he had to leave.

They knew he loved Vic deeply, and he himself realized that letting Vic marry a man with such a small penis was too selfish; he couldn't satisfy her needs, but he loved her dearly, and he begged for her forgiveness for her past sacrifices. He promised to be their servant, so Stephen, Vic, and Connie slept in the large bed, while Danny slept in a small bed on the side.

Danny began to enjoy licking the mixture of fluids Stephen ejaculated into his wife and daughter's vaginas and anuses, and occasionally, he was allowed to have sex with one of them. He frequently licked Steven's penis and swallowed his semen directly. After consuming a considerable amount of Steven's semen, Danny was also affected: he became more masculine, his small testicles grew larger, his penis grew an inch and a half longer, and its girth increased; previously he could only have sex once a week, but now he had sex at least once a day.

The incestuous relationship within the family had yielded quite good results for Danny, but that's beyond the scope of another story.

We don't know if readers will like the ending for Vic and Steven, but we hope you masturbate at least once or twice while reading this story.

Okay, finally, let's lick the semen off our hands!

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