Village chaos

I
glanced at my watch; it was almost nine o'clock. I put away my novel, picked up a math book, and pretended to study. To be honest, the first-year high school curriculum was quite easy for me; even without much effort, I could still do well on tests.

I was born in a quiet and poor little mountain village. My father, mother, and I have a younger sister who is three years younger than me. My father is very smart, but unfortunately, due to his family background, he didn't have much opportunity to study. However, he didn't complain much; he placed all his hopes on me, hoping I could get into a prestigious university and bring him honor.

Fortunately, I inherited his intelligence, and my grades have always been good. My mother was illiterate, and while she was pretty and had a good figure, she had a long scar on her neck from being scalded with boiling water when I was a child. But then again, without that scar, she wouldn't have married my father, and naturally, there would be no me, no story.

My mother is a woman of few words, always focused on her work, never making decisions. I don't talk to her much either. The three words she says to me most often are: "Time to eat," and I simply call her "Mom" when we meet.

Just after 9 o'clock, my mother pushed open the door with a washbasin in her pocket. People in the countryside don't knock. While I was washing my face,
Mom took out my foot bath from under the bed. After I finished washing, she poured most of the hot water from the washbasin into the foot bath.
While I soaked my feet, Mom bent down and started taking off her shoes and pants, as usual. After putting them away, she lay on my
bed, her buttocks slightly raised.

I dried my feet, took off my pants, and climbed on top of her, starting to do it like a dog.

My little brother easily penetrated my mother's vagina. Her vagina was very slippery, but I knew
it wasn't her vaginal fluid but our cooking oil. Every night when my mother came, she would apply some
cooking oil to the inside and outside of her vagina; it was her habit. Just like how no matter how violently I thrust, she remained motionless, silently enduring
without making a sound.

About 10 minutes later, I ejaculated. I got off my mother, and as usual, she used the
remaining to clean my penis. She washed herself, cleaned away the semen I had left inside her,
put on her pants and shoes, emptied the water from the basin through the window, closed the door, and quietly left.

For over three months, this has been the routine every night. I've gotten used to having sex with my mother every night before going to sleep. At
first, I was worried that my father would find out, but now I feel no fear at all. But every time my mother comes in,
the first thing she does is close and lock the door, even though my father has never entered my room at night.

Except for the few words we exchanged the first time we had sex six months ago, we haven't spoken since. Every time
is like a silent movie, repeating yesterday's story every day.

Being born into such a poor family—a father who was called a "landlord's son," a
mother with a scar on her neck as thick as a finger and resembling a tree root, and a younger sister who had to repeat first grade three times—did inevitably lead to my
introverted and insecure personality. I speak very little and walk with my head down.

It turns out my relationship with my mother was strained. She was also insecure; sometimes when we bumped into each other on the street in town, she
wouldn't look at me, always keeping her head down and turning away. I think she was afraid my classmates and friends would know I had a
mother like her, afraid I'd be laughed at.

I'd never thought about understanding her before, but after we had that kind of relationship, I had some doubts and an interest,
like why my mother could have sex with me every day without her period? Why had I never experienced that?

But I could never bring myself to ask, and in the end, everything remained bottled up inside, leaving only the mechanical thrusting every night.

Most of my classmates were more mature than me; some started masturbating in the first year of junior high. I was a late bloomer, and my experience was late but
intense. I remember it was the first summer after graduating from junior high. I took the entrance exam for a prestigious
private high school in our town. Because of my good grades, not only was my tuition waived, but they also promised to
cover my university tuition if I got into a top university.

My town is a bit far from the county seat, but it's surrounded by mountains and has a very quiet environment. I think that's why
the best private high school in our area is located here. Getting into this school is like escaping rural
life. Honestly, that was the happiest summer I've ever had.

Rural people are really short-sighted. I've always had excellent grades since I was little, and getting into university wasn't a problem for me.
But most people in the village looked down on me and my family until I got into this high school, which supposedly has a 100%
university entrance rate. When the teacher who came to our village to recruit students boasted that after I got into their school, I
would either get into Peking University or Tsinghua University, and become a high-ranking official or become very wealthy, the villagers started to look at my family differently.

My younger sister was really not smart enough. She couldn't continue studying after the third grade and went to work with a relative.
This summer, I didn't have to go to school, so I was in a good mood and wanted to do something for the family. My sister used to herd the cows, but
after she went to work, I took over because it was the only farm work I was confident I could do well.

I never imagined that herding cattle could be so educational. Most of the villagers with money and skills have moved to the city,
leaving less than half—about a dozen households. Most of them are unskilled and lazy, and the girls are
mostly not allowed to go to school; they're raised to help with farm work, including herding cattle.

There are eight cows in the village, originally herded by seven girls and one boy. That boy is my uncle's son,
named Hu Zi. My uncle is even worse off than my father; he married a mentally challenged woman, and their son is also mentally challenged. He
's 16 years old, but his mental age is probably only seven or eight—simple-minded, but physically strong.

When I was little, I had a fairly good relationship with this cousin. Although we all come from the same ancestor in our village,
other are separated by many generations. My uncle is the only close relative in the village. But after starting junior high, I rarely
saw Hu Zi. The villagers called me a bookworm. After school, I would stay in my room reading. My parents never
asked me to do anything, and I didn't want to go out.

When I went to herd cattle, I naturally went with Hu Zi. My father had already told my uncle to have Hu Zi keep an eye on things for me. Herding cattle
in the mountains is different from other places. We would go out after breakfast, take lunch with us, and stay until sunset
before returning to the village. Along the way, we would chop some firewood and gather some pig feed.

Hu Zi was the oldest. The oldest girl was Feng, who was 13. The others were all under 10,
and the youngest only 6. Most people in the village had four or five children, so only the youngest girl was qualified to herd cattle, because
herding cattle was considered the easiest farm work. My uncle only had Hu Zi, and he was afraid that if he had another child, he would be mentally challenged
, so he didn't dare to have any more. Hu Zi never went to school and had been herding cattle since he was a child. The girls he herded with had changed several times.

As soon as the cattle were put into the woods, Hu Zi would get busy, helping one chop firewood and another gather pig feed. He could finish
all tasks in an hour or two. After helping the girl complete her task, Tiger led everyone to steal bird eggs,
catch fish, and dig for ground squirrels. They also had a secret hideout with a pot and a variety of wild produce they had gathered themselves.

They were very open with me, probably because Tiger is my cousin. However, they always told me
never to tell my family about these things.

Besides, Tiger is a great cook; the meal we had in the woods was probably the best I'd ever eaten
. Although Tiger is 16 and seems like an adult, his intelligence is about the same as these uneducated girls.
Moreover, Tiger helped them with chores and prepared food for them—eggs, fish, and ground squirrel meat. You know,
very few families in our village can afford meat even once a month, let alone these girls who are considered a financial burden.
Even if they did, they wouldn't get much. No wonder these girls all like Tiger so much and listen to him in everything.

After dinner, everyone finally had some free time. To be honest, I never imagined that herding cattle would have so many benefits. Of course, I
really wanted everyone to accept me. I'm not as capable as Tiger, but I've read a lot of books and know a lot. I discovered I'm also quite good at making girls happy. They asked me if I would look down on them
if I went to university, moved to the city, became a high-ranking official, and made a lot of money. I patted my chest and said, "We all come from the same ancestors; even if our bones are broken, they're still connected. If I become successful , I'll definitely arrange jobs for them and bring them to live in the city." Of course, I also assured Tiger. You can't be too polite when someone feeds you; Tiger's cooking is so delicious, how could I not say some nice things? Honestly, I felt sorry for these girls, born into this kind of environment. But what I told them was just talk; I was just trying to make them happy, to get them accepted into this small group. Who knows what the future holds? And I know this society is very realistic. But a few of these girls really took my words seriously, treating me incredibly well, seeing me as their future savior. However, I didn't feel guilty. I believe living with a little hope is better than living numbly and ignorantly like this. They wanted to imagine things, so I helped them fantasize, using my future power and money to help them imagine a happy life after moving to the city . They were really moved and touched. Only Tiger just stared at me and smiled foolishly. Later, I felt a little sleepy, so I found a cool place to sleep. I have a habit of taking a nap after lunch, usually for an hour or two. When I woke up, everyone except Feng was gone. I asked Feng where Hu Zi and the others had gone. Feng hesitated, and I sensed something was off. I tried to get her to talk, so I told her that she was my favorite among the group. I added that she was pretty, which was true. The other girls were either still developing or just starting to grow, while 13-year-old Feng already had full breasts and a shapely bottom. Plus, her family treated her well, letting her herd cattle instead of working in the fields, so she hadn't gotten tanned and was fair-skinned and very pretty. Feng seemed surprised and somewhat incredulous when she heard I liked her. She pressed me for details several times, and I, of course, showered her with and promising to take her to the city first and find her the best job— ultimately, to get her to listen to me. After saying this, I asked her again where Hu Zi and the others had gone. Feng finally pointed me in the right direction. I got up and walked towards the woods, but Feng pulled me back, telling me not to go. I asked why, and she said she was afraid I, a scholar, couldn't accept it. I said if they could accept it, why couldn't I? Feng didn't follow me anymore, but silently followed behind me, constantly pointing in the right direction, telling me not to make a sound, acting very mysterious. Finally, Feng pointed in a direction and said: "Through the branches over there, I saw a scene I couldn't believe." To be honest, I'm a late bloomer and never expected this to happen. Tiger was standing there, having sex with my heifer. Some of the girls were helping to hold the rope, some were scratching the cow, and some were feeding it grass. They were all helping Tiger rape my poor heifer. I was truly shocked by this scene and didn't know what to do. Feng, however, calmly said to me as if nothing was wrong: "Your cow is in heat. Cows are most obedient at this time. They don't even move when you do it, and it's much more comfortable than usual. Tiger likes it the most." From what Feng said, it seems that Hu Zi often does this in front of them. Does Hu Zi often do this? Feng nodded. In front of you? Feng nodded. How could he be so shameless! I don't understand. I said Feng pointed to her head and said, "Hu Zi is stupid, but he's a good person, and he doesn't talk nonsense." I still don't understand, and I was too embarrassed to watch any longer. I didn't know how to face her, so I told Feng that I was going home first, and asked her to help me get back later. Feng nodded . When I got home, I couldn't calm down. My mind was filled with images of Hu Zi raping my little heifer. I felt incredibly hot all over , and my penis was as hard as a stick. Touching it felt strange. My mind was filled with one thought: rape my heifer. I couldn't shake it off, like I was possessed. Waiting for the sun to set, waiting for Tiger and the others to bring the cows back, waiting for dinner, waiting for my parents to go to sleep—I've never felt time could pass so slowly. But finally, when all was quiet, I secretly sneaked into the cow pen in my yard. By the dim moonlight, I saw that my heifer's vulva was much larger than usual, and clear, sticky fluid . I pulled out my hard penis and pressed it against the cow's vulva. The estrus cow was indeed very obedient, just as Feng had said, spreading her hind legs and lowering her body to meet me. It was wet and hot. I never thought I'd give my first time to a cow, but I didn't regret it. The feeling was so good, the first time in my life I'd ever felt so wonderful. I couldn't help but thrust, becoming lost in the heifer's body. "Who's there?" A bright light shone on me, and I instantly froze. If there was a hole, I'd crawl into it; if there was a rope, I'd hang myself; if there was a knife, I'd stab myself immediately. To be discovered on my first time—it's outrageous! My lewd cow was discovered! The feeling was like falling from heaven to hell. Then came another scream. I recognized my mother's voice, and I wasn't so scared anymore. I believed she wouldn't tell anyone. When she realized it was me, she immediately turned off the flashlight. I snapped out of my daze, pulled up my pants, and sheepishly went back to my room. My mother followed me. I locked the door, so she kept knocking . She didn't answer, and neither did I. After a long while, she finally spoke, uttering the longest sentence I'd ever heard: "Open the door! Say something , please! It's Mom! Don't do anything foolish! It's nothing, only Mom won't tell anyone! Open the door… If you don't answer, I'll go downstairs and wake your dad!" Hearing "If you don't answer, I'll go downstairs and wake your dad," I rushed over and opened the door. My mother slipped in, tears streaming down her face. The mother who had been talking incessantly before was speechless now, and tried to speak several times…

She stopped, paused for a moment, and then knelt before me. I really didn't know what to do. After a long silence, I finally spoke, "Don't worry,
I won't do anything foolish."

Hearing me say that, my mother looked up, and I nodded firmly. Only then did I realize that my
little brother was still hard, pushing against my crotch. My mother looked up, and it was right above her eyes.

My mother noticed, paused for a moment, stood up, and then began to take off her pants and shoes. My mother
kept her head down the whole time. She hadn't said a word since coming in. My mother didn't take off her top. After she finished, she walked to my bedside,
knelt on my bed, lay down, and slightly raised her buttocks towards me. It was the first time I had seen the lower body of a mature woman.
From this position, standing by the bed, I could have sex with my mother like a heifer.

I don't know why my mother did this, but one thing I understand is that if I didn't do it, she
wouldn't be truly at ease. If I didn't do it, she would feel ashamed as she did when I was first discovered. In fact, I
really wanted to do it too. The lust was so intense that I would have wanted to thrust even if there was a hole in the wall, let alone a real
woman, naked and waiting for me to take her.

I took out my penis, walked over, and thrust into my mother like I was fucking a heifer.

"Ah!" My mother and I both cried out involuntarily. It hurt. My mother wasn't wet; her vagina was dry.

I stopped, and my mother whispered two words: "Wait a minute." After saying that, my mother got out of bed, naked, and ran out.
A little while later, my mother came back naked, lying down as before. This time, I saw that my mother's vagina was full and
slippery, and I thrust in.

Every time, I thrust very deep and hard, but my mother never made a sound, just like
every time . I went at it for a long time. This was my first time. I had never ejaculated before. I remember that time I ejaculated a lot
and for a long time. I never ejaculated like that again. It was a wonderful feeling.

Afterwards, my mother even brought hot water to help me wash up before leaving.

The next day, I went to herd cattle again, but my mindset was completely different.

Feng asked me about what happened yesterday, and I said I'd thought it through. As long as Tiger was happy, I didn't mind.

Unexpectedly, Feng asked me if I dared to sleep with a cow. I said what would happen if I did, and she said that if I did, I
could do whatever I wanted.

Now I'm a bit more experienced, and I had already sensed something was off about these cowherds, so I
used nonsense to coax Feng. I told her that for her sake, I'd sleep with anything, even a dog, let alone a cow. I wanted her to be my
woman for life, and I wanted her to agree to do it whenever I wanted.

Unexpectedly, those few words moved Feng deeply. She proactively pulled me into the woods, then
snuggled into my arms. I hugged and kissed her, but she was only 13. Although impulsive, I
still had some sense. I couldn't do it with her, but I couldn't help it. She was even more unable to control herself than I was. Seeing that I didn't move,
she took off all her clothes and eagerly pulled out my penis, inserting it into her incredibly wet vagina.

She told me to thrust into her, saying it wouldn't matter if I ejaculated inside her. I could tell she was very experienced and cooperative. At this point,
I couldn't care less. I thrust into her wildly. She was completely different from her mother, moaning loudly,
not caring if anyone heard.

Soon after, I heard laughter behind me. I turned around and saw Tiger and the others surrounding us, watching. Feng
acted as if nothing was wrong, telling me not to stop and not to pay attention to them.

I guessed right. Feng dared to moan like that because she wasn't afraid of Tiger and the others finding out. Why wasn't she afraid? They must
have all done it together, my God! If that's true, then all the girls in the village who herded cattle with Tiger
have slept with him? If that's the case, then my sister too!!!

Sure enough, seeing that I was getting into it, Tiger grabbed a six-year-old girl and started having sex with her. His penis
was much thicker than mine, and it went all the way in at once. The little girl was all smiles, showing no
sign . It's clear they've done it countless times.

I only lasted a few minutes with Feng before she went limp and told me she'd come and needed to rest. Then she called over her
best friend, Hua, who was only ten years old.

"Sister's tired, you play with brother for a while," Hua said happily, nodding and taking off her clothes.

She had no pubic hair, but it was still very wet, and it was easy to insert the whole thing. The others
eagerly joined in, vying to have sex with me.

Tiger had somehow ended up on top of Feng, and Feng held him tightly. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and
Feng soon reached orgasm. Among the girls here, only Feng had an orgasm; the others said they felt good but didn't. Feng
explained that women only have orgasms after childbirth, and the others were still young and hadn't finished their postpartum period, but I didn't know if that was true or
not.

I had never talked to Feng before; even when we met in the village, I would just walk by with my head down, ignoring her.
I never expected that our relationship would suddenly become so close these past two days. I found that we actually got along very well. Feng
didn't mind me sleeping with other girls at all, and she liked it when I held her and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
I praised her and said I wanted to marry her.

I didn't know if she took it seriously, but I knew she was happy to hear it. She said she was closest to my sister,
that my sister had been sleeping with Tiger for many years, and that Tiger didn't really like sleeping with my sister. She even asked if I wanted to sleep with my sister. I
didn't want to; I didn't like my silly sister, but at that moment, I just went along with Feng and said I did.

She said she went to tell my sister that my sister would definitely do it with me, then lowered her head and said, "It's okay for family to do it,
as long as everyone is happy."

I said I know, actually you've done it with your family too, that's my guess. I feel that Feng's dad is
so good to Feng, there must be a reason. The most likely reason is that Feng is compliant and lets her dad play with her, and since Hu
Zi ejaculated inside her, she must have taken birth control pills, which is most likely because her dad bought them for her.

Feng didn't object, she just asked if I would look down on her.

I told her what she said to me yesterday: "If you like someone, you like them. Feng is a good person." I told her that things are unpredictable, and
it's hard to distinguish between good and bad. I said if she wasn't good to her family, she wouldn't be good to Hu Zi, then what's the fun in herding cattle
, and naturally she wouldn't be good to me.

I said that although I can't guarantee anything, at least we have many possibilities for the future, and she
has really gained a lot of happiness. If none of this had happened, she could have been like a village girl, living her whole life with an honest
man, maybe not even knowing what an orgasm is, dying old in the mountains like her mother.

I said I like it, and that's it. There are gains and losses. Which one do you prefer? The former, Feng didn't pause, Hu Zi
He came over again. This guy was really something. Feng cooperated well, but her eyes were fixed on me. She held me very tightly, and soon she came
, going limp in my arms. I gently said to her, "Be good to your family. I hope you can happily
wait for me to come and marry you." Feng sighed weakly.

No one knows how many girls Tiger had slept with. Children have their own rules. Most of the girls who followed Tiger
in herding knew this would be the outcome. Many experienced cowherds would tell
their successors to choose for themselves. Tiger never spoke carelessly and was helpful. Following Tiger meant good food every day, and
a group of girls he had slept with acted as go-betweens. Without his help, they could herd cattle alone.
None of these uneducated girls could resist him, and they all ended up with Tiger. I just got what I wanted.

I later learned that among these girls, besides Feng and her father, several were also involved with their own
brothers or neighbors, mostly related to Hu Zi. For example, Hua's brother had feelings for her and often peeked at her, but Hua
never let him touch her. Later, Hua slept with Hu Zi, and then when Hua's brother touched her, she didn't resist anymore and let him have sex with her.

I always suspected that some of the mushrooms Hu Zi collected had aphrodisiac properties. Of course, this wasn't intentional on Hu Zi's part; he didn't have
the ability, it was just a coincidence. I asked a few of them when they particularly wanted to have sex, and they all said it was after lunch.
Feng was the same; I had the same feeling, but I wasn't sure.

When it rained heavily and we couldn't go up the mountain, I would go to Hu Zi's house to play. My uncle would go gambling when it rained and was never home
. There was a mentally challenged old woman there, and Feng liked to have sex, but her father couldn't satisfy her at all. Every time it rained heavily, Feng would take the
initiative to have sex with her father once or twice. Feng said that if she didn't, her father would want to, and would search the whole village for her. She felt uneasy
being . After she got her father on board, she would come to Hu Zi's house to play with us.

She always came alone, occasionally bringing flowers. The other girls were mostly young girls with little sexual desire, and rarely
came alone.

It was another rainy day. I went to Tiger's house. The door was locked from the inside, which was normal; if it weren't locked, Tiger's mom would run away.
I called out, "Tiger!" Hearing my voice, he ran over to open the door. I saw he wasn't wearing any clothes. My penis
was hard and sticky. I thought he and Feng were doing it, but when I looked up, it was his mother.

His mother was sitting on the living room table, her legs spread wide, incredibly wet. Tiger's mother was a bald woman;
her vulva was fair and full. Tiger greeted me, quickly locked the door, and started having
sex . I never expected Tiger to even sleep with his own mother. God is truly fair; He didn't give him wisdom, but He gave him
sexual happiness.

Although Tiger's mom was mentally challenged, she seemed to really enjoy Tiger having sex with her. She clung tightly to Tiger, twisting her body, her legs
spread wide, responding to Tiger's thrusts while moaning, completely ignoring me watching.

Tiger asked me while he was having sex with her,
and was quite aroused, I felt unsafe having sex with a crazy person. But I couldn't refuse. I
knew Tiger well; if he liked someone, he liked them. He only let me play with the woman he liked if he liked me. If I didn't, he would
think I didn't like him. I had no choice but to nod.

Tiger stepped aside, and I carefully pulled out my penis and walked towards his mom's crotch. The woman smiled foolishly at me
, drooling, but her skin was really good. Being cooped up at home all the time had its advantages; she had big breasts and a good
figure .

As soon as I got between her legs, she pushed me away with one hand and put the other on her vulva, preventing me from having sex with her. Tiger didn't help
me either, just stood by and watched with a silly grin. But after that push, I wasn't so scared anymore. Tiger's mom was always locked up at home and
had never done it before, so she was very weak and didn't have much strength to push me. I thought that even if she got angry, I could control her, but I
didn't want to force her. It wouldn't be a good thing to provoke someone who was crazy.

I took off my own clothes, pointed to my penis, and gestured to let her know that I wanted to have sex with her. I made faces,
danced to make her happy, gave her food, and tried everything I could think of. But as soon as I got close, she pushed me away, preventing me from having sex with
her. She kept pointing at Tiger, as if to say that she only let Tiger have sex with her, not me.

Feng arrived, and I decided to stop playing around and just
go for Feng. Feng told me that Hu Zi was just teasing me, that his mother listened to Hu Zi in everything, and that I should stop teasing her. When Hu Zi saw Feng arrive and wanted to have sex with her, he ran over
, removed his mother's hand from her vulva, made a few gestures towards her, picked up Feng, and took her to the bed to have sex.

It worked! I went between her legs and slowly inserted my penis. She didn't push me away or move. Fine, she didn't move
. I didn't care anymore. I held her and started thrusting hard. After a while, she started moving too, hooking her legs around
me tightly, her body pressed against me, instinctively twisting and moving, coordinating perfectly. Soon she came and
lay on the table, not moving at all, letting me thrust in and out, like a dead person.

I didn't like looking at her drooling face, so I turned her around and did it from behind. Her buttocks were very white and pretty
, and her anus was beautiful. I thought of the legendary anal sex, which I had never tried before. Seeing that she wasn't moving, and hearing
the sounds Tiger and Feng having fun, and no one paying attention to me, I decided to give it a try.

I nudged her with my penis, but she still didn't move. I tried to penetrate deeper, and it went in easily. It was very wet inside,
and I knew that Tiger had just done it. I nudged her a few times, and Tiger's mom started to react, moving her buttocks up and
constantly using her anus to suck and squeeze my penis. It was a really different feeling. I decided to give my first anal sex to
Tiger's mom.

I lived like this all summer, doing it with Feng and the others during the day and with my mom at night. My mom had developed
a habit of coming every night, regardless of whether I wanted it or not, and she would always end up lying there. No matter how tired I was, I had to do it;
it felt more like .

After summer vacation, I started high school. The school wasn't far from my home, and I didn't want to live at school. Once you start having sex, it's hard
to quit. Now, if I don't do it at least once a night, I can't sleep well.

Feng was taken away by her father to work as a prostitute. After I started school, I stopped herding cattle and didn't have many opportunities to sleep with other people, so I
mostly slept with my mother.

One day I came home a little early and saw my mother drinking something in the kitchen. She looked very uncomfortable. I made an excuse
to check on her and found that she was drinking salt water, very concentrated.

I remembered why my mother wasn't in her postpartum period. I had read in a book that some prostitutes in ancient times also drank salt water
to reduce their menstrual flow. I never imagined my mother would do this for me.

Perhaps I really should be nicer to my mother and try to communicate with her. Sex is a strange thing. I found myself
liking my mother more and more. I often thought of her during class and even thought the scar on her neck wasn't so bad anymore.

Everything was slowly changing. When I ran into her in town, I no longer pretended not to see her. I would smile at her.
I started secretly buying her little trinkets like hair clips and combs. When I had free time, I helped my mother with housework.
The school often gave out snacks, and I would always secretly save some for her.

And each night, when my mother came to visit, she gradually stopped just keeping her head down. She started looking at me from time to time,
smiling shyly at me. Neither of us knew how to start a conversation, what to say. We were used to silence, used to everything being
understood without words.

In the first midterm exam, I got first place in the school, and the school awarded me 1000 yuan. This was the first
time had so much money, and I decided to take my mother to the county town for a good time.

But I didn't know what to say to my mother. After thinking it over, I simply bought two
bus tickets . After we finished sleeping that night, I tore off one ticket and gave it to her in front of her. My mother glanced at me, but still didn't say anything,
and quietly left as usual.

While having breakfast, Dad surprisingly suggested that Mom and I go to the county town. He said he planned to buy me a pair of designer shoes and
insisted that I try them on to see if they fit before I liked them, adding that Mom wasn't very knowledgeable and he was worried I'd buy fakes if I didn't go.

Hearing this, I secretly glanced at Mom. She looked embarrassed and nervous; she probably had never lied to Dad like this
before .

On the bus, Mom and I were speechless. When we arrived in the county town, seeing no one we recognized, I mustered
my courage and took Mom's hand. She was surprised but let me hold it.

I took her to buy an outfit first. She did whatever I wanted: jeans (her first
time wearing jeans), high-heeled shoes, a turtleneck shirt, her hair styled in a loose style, and a scarf covering
her scar. It only cost about 300 yuan. Mom was like a completely different person. When I walked down the street with her, people
didn't stare at me strangely like before. Without a closer look, everyone would recognize her as my girlfriend.

Then I took my mother to do the things couples do: go boating in the park, eat all sorts of snacks, watch
a movie, and go shopping.

Honestly, it was the first time I'd ever seen my mother so happy. No one had ever treated her like this before, except me. I knew Dad
didn't like Mom, and I also discovered that my mother was truly a wonderful woman. If I asked her to change clothes
or do her hair, she would readily do it. We had so much fun that we missed our bus back. I suggested we
stay overnight in the county town, and my mother agreed.

I spent over 300 yuan on a deluxe room. This was my mother's first time staying in a hotel, and her first time in such a nice room. It
was decorated romantically, with several decorative candles, which suddenly reminded me of a wedding night.

I turned off the lights, lit the candles, and my mother sat quietly by the bed watching. I told her to close her eyes,
took a gold pendant from my pocket, and mustered my courage to say to her: "You are the best mother in the world, the greatest mother,
and my wife forever. I really love you, and I am so grateful for everything you have done for me. This gold pendant, though
only a little over a gram, was bought with my first bonus. It represents my love and gratitude for you."

I put the pendant on my mother, and she was already in tears. She continued, "Wearing this pendant, from now on you
are not only my dearest mother, but also my most beloved wife. From now on, you must cherish and love me even more. I
promise to love you and treat you well for the rest of my life. Wherever I go, I will take you with me, never leaving you,
and I will be good to you for the rest of my life." My mother was deeply moved.

I helped her up and stood in front of the candles, saying to her, "Mom, although we are not formally married, we
can still bow to heaven and earth and officially become husband and wife like in the past. Mom, are you willing?" Mom nodded vigorously.

I took a towel and placed it over her head. I softly recited the first bow to heaven and earth, the second bow to the parents, and the third bow between husband and wife. Mom
kept her eyes closed, but I could feel her seriousness. From this day forward, we were officially husband and wife. I removed
the towel, hugged Mom, and kissed her. We had been together countless times, but this was the first time I had kissed her. From her eyes, along
the tear tracks, to her lips, to her neck, I kissed the long scar, tracing it with my tongue. I kept whispering to Mom
how much I liked her, how much I loved her.

For the first time, I stripped Mom naked. I suckled at Mom's breasts, my hand reaching for her vagina. It was very wet; this wasn't
cooking oil from home, but Mom's real vaginal fluid. This time, Mom was truly aroused.

In my excitement, I took my mother's clitoris into my mouth and started sucking. My mother finally moaned and twisted her body, her lower body on
top of mine. I penetrated her and told her that I liked her lust, her wantonness, the way she would strip naked and wiggle her ass waiting for me
to fuck her. But that wasn't enough. I wanted her to moan, to move, to be even more slutty. I told my mother that everyone
dies eventually, and it's better to live a brilliant life than a mediocre one.

My penis slowly penetrated deeper, mouth to mouth, tongues intertwined. Who sets the rules of ethics? It's others.
Why should tell me what to do? I didn't steal, rob, or harm anyone. Why should I be suppressed, why should I be unhappy?

I gripped my mother's breasts tightly, very hard. I wanted my mother to experience both pain and pleasure.

That night, my mother discovered my affair with Niu, but she didn't blame me, didn't say anything to me. She just silently knelt in
front of , begging me not to do anything foolish? Or was she asking me to forgive her for accidentally discovering it? I don't know.

When she saw my erection, I didn't know if it was out of guilt for interrupting my sexual pleasure or out of selfless maternal love.
As she knelt there, becoming my little cow, I knew it took great determination and courage.

Previously, my mother's vagina had always been dry, and my thrusting couldn't bring her any physical pleasure. But
the moment I ejaculated, I could still feel the joy and satisfaction emanating from her heart. She made me
happy , so she was happy.

Afterwards, my mother would always wash my penis with hot water. Each time, I would squint at her; she was very
careful , very gentle, her eyes focused, her love boundless.

"My son," I whispered, and with my caresses, my mother finally opened her heart and regained her confidence. She embraced
me, kissed me, and swayed her hips in response. From that moment, she no longer saw herself as a little cow for my sexual gratification;
she finally saw herself as a person, a woman, my woman.

Love really can completely change a person. My mother was like a different person. She would masturbate with ham in front of me,
staring straight at me, her legs spread wide. I knew she had never learned or done this before, but it was very seductive.
After she was done, she would wipe herself clean and put it back, saying it was too expensive.

This hotel had a channel that played porn. My mother said it was the first time she had seen such a film. When she saw the anal
penetration scene, I thought of Tiger's mother. My mother saw that my penis, which had ejaculated several times, was aroused again, and she turned and went into the bathroom.
I knew she was definitely imitating the people in the film who were giving me an enema, so I could penetrate her anus.

Sure enough, a few minutes later she came out, lay face down on the bed, spread her anus with both hands, twisted her buttocks,
and looked at me with affectionate yet slightly shy eyes.

I didn't hold back, and penetrated her, starting to move. I could feel my mother's discomfort; this was definitely her first
time. Her face was contorted, and several times she couldn't withstand my thrusts, but each time she gritted her teeth and lay back down.

I ejaculated, and my mother held me in her arms. I looked at her; her face was contorted with pain, and countless tears streamed down her face. I
told my mother, "I know you're in pain, but I'm happy, not because I penetrated her anus, but because she's so
selfless towards me.

" My mother held me tightly, repeatedly calling me a silly child. She said I only saw her physical pain,
but didn't know how happy she was inside; she had never been so happy in her life.

My mother had watched a few porn movies and learned that women have three holes. I had already penetrated two of them, and this was her mouth
. My mother asked me to give her oral sex, saying she was a little tired after a few times, but she said tonight was different;
she wanted to give herself to me completely, so she did deep throat. I looked at my mother trying to hold back her vomiting and felt a little
guilty I wanted to pull back a bit, to stop, but my mother held me tightly, wanting me to go deeper.

I suggested we go somewhere else, so we went to the bathroom. I did another deep throat, telling my mother it was okay to vomit. I
thrust quickly, and my mother opened her mouth wide, cooperating very hard, but she couldn't hold it in and vomited
all over my stomach and penis. My mother felt very guilty, like a child who had committed a serious crime, but somehow,
I didn't find the vomit disgusting. I held my mother's face and thrust wildly, ejaculating
deep into her throat while she was vomiting.

Around midnight, I took my mother out for a late-night snack. After eating, we went to the square in the city center. It was still very
lively . Couples sat on the benches, oblivious to everyone around them, kissing and cuddling. People seemed used to it
and didn't seem to care.

The lighting was dim and hazy, and the secluded benches were already taken. I found a bench facing the street, sat down, and
watched the bustling crowd.

My mother leaned against me quietly. The darkness made it hard to guess her age, which gave us courage.
The intimacy of the couples around us also affected me. I pointed to a couple; the woman was sitting facing the man, who was leaning upwards.
Their movements were subtle, but you could see they were rubbing against each other. The woman was wearing a long dress, so even if they were doing it
, no one would see.

I reached out my hand, and my mother understood. She mimicked the woman's gesture and sat on me. I hugged her slender waist, our
eyes meeting, occasionally kissing her lips. My mother gently swayed her hips, rubbing her vulva against my penis.
Even through the two pairs of jeans, in the bustling square, amidst the crowd, doing this with my own mother
created an indescribable sense of confusion and arousal.

My mother sensed my unusual behavior and whispered "Wait for me" in my ear before disappearing into the crowd.
Ten minutes later, she returned, wearing a garment she'd somehow acquired, wrapped around her waist like city dwellers. She sat on
me, the garment conveniently blocking the view of those around us.

My mother unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard penis, and moved it towards her crotch. I was very nervous,
but honestly, few people paid attention to us. My mother had her back to the crowd; she was petite, and without seeing her face, no
one knew her age. Besides, we were both wearing jeans; people would surely think we were just a young couple having
a limited moment of intimacy, and nothing more.

My little brother felt the wet heat and penetrated my mother's vagina completely. Looking down, I saw that
my mother wasn't wearing underwear and had cut a hole in the crotch of her jeans, the perfect size and position for
comfortable penetration.

"Don't worry, I won't ruin the pants you gave me," I thought. "Mom, you've cut several lines." She held me close, pressing me
against her chest. Her movements were slow and gentle; I could barely feel the swaying of her hips.
It turns out women don't necessarily need vigorous thrusting. I didn't move, and she only swayed gently, but I could feel the trembling of
her vagina, her excitement and pleasure, her orgasm.

We held each other like that for about an hour, seemingly motionless, but I knew my mother had at least
two orgasms. I also felt the urge to ejaculate inside her. Mother and son are connected; when my hand slid from my waist to my mother's
buttocks, wanting to penetrate deeper and connect more closely, she knew
what .

My mother increased the amplitude of her movements, using her vaginal muscles to pull and grip me, completely disregarding the strange looks around us. She
only wanted to satisfy me and make me happy. I think that besides my mother, no one else in my life would ever treat me so well or do
this .

Everything calmed down, and we no longer attracted attention. No one cared about us anymore. My mother and I
hugged quietly, oblivious to others, as if we were the only two people in the square, in the entire world.

Feng sent me a cell phone, saying it was a gift. She said she was using someone else's ID to work in a sauna, and she had learned
many techniques. She wanted me to have a good time when I came back for the New Year, to enjoy the luxuries of city life. She
also said my sister didn't want to work in the factory anymore and wanted to come and find her. I said it was up to her; I'm very open-minded now.

After returning from the county town, on the surface, things were still the same, but privately, my mother and I were very close, talking about everything
. However, I didn't indulge too much. I'm a person with self-control. I know that I need to succeed in the future
, and I can't neglect my studies.

The New Year is almost here, and Feng and my sister will be coming back. My sister is also working at a sauna with Feng. Feng said that as soon as she mentioned
it , my sister agreed to be with me. To be honest, my sister and I aren't very close, so I didn't expect her to agree so readily
. Is it because I know about her and Hu Zi? Or because of her sauna business? Or just because I'm her brother? I
don't really understand.

What will my mother think if she finds out about my sister and me? Suddenly, I started to care about my mother's feelings. I wanted to
test her first and see her reaction.

One day, it was raining heavily, and I thought of Hu Zi's mother. I said to my mother, "I want to see her with someone else."
My mother looked very surprised, paused for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

I took my mother to Hu Zi's house. My mother usually likes to talk to me, but this time she just silently
followed behind me. I think she must be feeling very upset and worried.

Hu Zi heard my voice and ran to open the door without even putting on his clothes. When my mother saw his hard penis covered in
his mother's vaginal fluid, she seemed to understand something. Hu Zi is simple-minded, but he's a natural sex machine, especially when it comes to...
The heavy rain would surely have made him lose control, but seeing my mother surprised him. He called out "Auntie" and quickly
ushered us in.

I patted the table and told Tiger to be nicer to my mother. Tiger understood what was going on, but he timidly
told my mother to behave well and be more proactive. My mother nodded and started taking off her clothes. She sat naked on the table where I had sex with
Tiger 's mother, spread her legs, and gave me a resentful look.
She said to Tiger, "Good Tiger, come to Auntie, be good, make Auntie feel good, and Auntie will make you feel good too, and be good to you..."

My mother deliberately spread her vulva wide so I could see her vaginal fluid. She was different now; she could even produce so much fluid
in front of Tiger. I knew she was showing off. She acted very lewdly and proactively. She couldn't
resist me, but I could feel her inner reluctance from her expression.

Tiger looked at me, and I gestured for him to go ahead. He rushed straight to my mother's vulva, buried his head in it, and sucked with
ecstasy . My mother couldn't take it anymore and pulled Tiger up, shoving his penis, which was thicker than mine, into her vulva.
She looked desperate. My mother was very obedient to me. She actively changed positions so that Tiger
could penetrate her from different angles, twisting her body to cooperate. No matter the position, she could always adjust so that I
could clearly see Tiger's penis going in and out of her vulva.

Later, my mother lay on the table in a cow-like position, motionless and without moaning, letting
Tiger thrust into her like a dead person. Suddenly, I became very excited. This position felt very stimulating to me. I rushed over, pulled
Tiger away, and started thrusting wildly. My mother didn't move or cry out, trying her best to maintain the way she was when we first made love.
But it wasn't easy. My mother was no longer the mother she used to be. Her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid. My mother must have been
suffering a lot.

I turned my mother around so we were face to face. Suddenly, she hugged me and said she was wrong. She thought I didn't like
her anymore and wanted to give her away. But seeing me thrusting into her like that, she said she knew I still
loved her the same way. She said she understood; it was because I truly loved her and cared about her that I wanted to see her with other people, that I found it
exciting.

I didn't understand what she was saying. I was just trying to get her to sleep with other people first, so that even if she found out I was with
my sister and other people, she wouldn't be able to say anything. But seeing my mother and Tiger so wildly, I really found it
exciting .

I told Mom that she was exhausted, that she got so wet even in front of Tiger, and that I found it exciting. I said I
was jealous and that she wasn't allowed to pose like a heifer in front of other people anymore.

My mother said that she felt embarrassed to be with other people in front of her son, but she also found it exciting.
When I thrust into her like that, she felt a pleasure she had never experienced before.

She said she was wrong, that she was afraid I wouldn't want her anymore. She said she wouldn't think such things anymore, that she would do whatever I asked
, and that she would be happy to do it with whomever I wanted. From now on, she would only use the "little cow" position with me.

I lay flat on the ground, and my mother climbed on top of me, inserting my penis into her vagina. I slid my hands
onto her buttocks, spreading them apart. My mother knew what I wanted to do, scolded me as a little rascal, kissed me, and adjusted
her body, her buttocks sticking up, but her vagina pressed tightly against me. She looked at Tiger and softly called for me to come over.

Tiger penetrated my mother's anus. I had penetrated my mother's anus many times before. My mother said that now she not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but she
also felt a strange sensation when she penetrated it. The human body is really strange. Tiger was very strong. I didn't move, but my mother was being
penetrated by him, going up and down. My penis was also moving in and out of my mother's vagina with Tiger's thrusts. Even through
the vagina , my penis could feel Tiger's penis moving inside my mother's anus. It was a very different feeling.

My mother had reached her climax, and she didn't feel anything anymore. She said she needed to recover and told me to go
play with Tiger's mom first. She also said she wanted to see me fuck someone else's mom.

I told Tiger to go in first, and I held my mother, letting her rest in my arms. It was her first time being fucked
like this , and her delicate body was a little overwhelmed.

After resting for a while, my mother came to her senses. When we entered the room, Tiger was on the bed fucking his mom. That guy is a
real sex machine. When he saw me, he told his mom to assume the position my mom had just been in. My mother smiled and pushed me over.
I didn't hold back and thrust into Tiger's mom's anus. My mom leaned in, like a little bird nestled against me, watching my penis going in and out of
Tiger's mom's anus. She would occasionally kiss me, her face full of affection.

At that moment, I thought, what if I replaced Tiger's mom with my sister?

The New Year was almost here, and Feng and my sister came back early. The first thing Feng did upon returning was to pull my
sister into my room. Feng had told me before that in their line of work, you absolutely need a man to mentor you. Feng's dad was only in his
thirties , tall and strong. After my sister joined, she was naturally his mentor, and of course, she had to sleep with him. Feng told me this was an unspoken
rule. I said I knew; if someone else mentored her, she would not only have to do the work but also get paid, and might even be controlled. Overall,
her dad was pretty good; he provided my sister with food and lodging and didn't charge her any money. All she had to do was sleep with him and help with some housework.

Feng and my sister had changed. They were like city girls, very beautiful, I almost didn't recognize them. Standing in front of me, I
didn't know what to say. Just yesterday, I was bragging on the phone to Feng that she and my sister would come over and have a
threesome with me. Now, the three of us were standing here, having not seen each other for over half a year. Although we kept in touch by phone, seeing
Feng and my sister, who were completely different people, I really didn't know what to say.

Feng and her sister returned around 9 PM. Feng called to say she'd be spending the night in the county town and wouldn't be back until the next day.
I hadn't expected this little girl to tease me; they took a taxi back that very night.

Feng and her sister whispered something to each other and simultaneously started undressing, stripping completely naked and crawling into my bed, one
on each side , without saying a word. In a few quick movements, they'd stripped me naked too. I wanted to speak, but Feng put a finger to my lips,
meaning to do it first and talk later.

They came prepared, bringing ice, cola, popping candy, hot water, essential oils, a vibrator, and a large towel.
I truly learned what a "desert storm" was, what "single-dragon drill," "wave push," "butt push," and "hairy brush" meant.

Feng and her sister were very focused, like art—perhaps it really was art. Feng was very considerate, hinting that
I should ejaculate into her sister first, and only ejaculate into her the second time. My parents didn't know Feng and her sister were back; they waited until they
were asleep before calling me, asking me to secretly open the door for them.

They sneaked back downstairs to my sister's room to sleep just before dawn. I slept until dark, probably because I was
too tired from doing too much yesterday.

During the Lunar New Year, everyone in our village gambles every day, and Dad, of course, wouldn't miss it. Ever since my sister started going to the sauna...
I could sense that our family's living conditions had improved significantly. With money and a son who excels in his studies, Dad was
noticeably happier, even though he probably didn't know what my sister did to earn her money. She secretly sent her money
to Mom's card, a card I helped her open, where I handled all the deposits and withdrawals. I told Mom to withdraw
only a small portion for Dad so he wouldn't suspect my sister was working as a prostitute again.

Mom said my sister and Feng came home this morning, but went to sleep after lunch and hadn't woken up yet. Mom had already prepared dinner;
I ate some and told Mom not to disturb my sister so she could sleep.

After dinner, I went to my sister's room. She was sleeping soundly. My once clumsy and unsophisticated sister had completely changed
; she was very sexy and alluring. Although they were both a bit precocious, Feng and my sister looked only
fourteen or fifteen. This society is cruel; everyone can see it, but no one points it out.

These two girls, barely thirteen or fourteen, have become playthings for men. Those who play with them, of course, won't expose them
. Sometimes I think that Feng and Mei haven't received much education; maybe being a little slow-witted is a good thing. Simple thoughts, as long as they're happy
, that's enough. They don't need to think about these messy things like I do every day.

I can ignore Feng, but I can't ignore my sister. I know that prostitutes are afraid of being deceived by young men, ending up
with drugs and gambling, ruining their lives. I don't have the ability to change anything now. I can only help my sister
after I finish university. I can manage two years of high school if I work hard, but even then, I can't guarantee
that no bad men will try to seduce my slow-witted sister.

I'll let her try herself. I think if my sister truly sees me as her man, given her personality, she won't be with anyone else.
Most importantly, she'll listen to me and won't be fooled.

But I'm her brother. Just because she can be with me doesn't mean she can accept me as her boyfriend. But I'll try my best. Even if it
doesn't work out, at least I'll have tried, so I won't blame myself later.

I held my sister's hand, looking at her with affection. She sensed it, opened her eyes, and smiled at me.
She had always thought I looked down on her, and it was true. My sudden kindness made her a little uncomfortable.

I said, "Sister, you're always serving those men in public. When you get home, let your brother take good care of you."
My sister was very compliant, letting me undress and kiss her. I sucked her breasts and her vagina, just like a mother would do to me,
very carefully and gently, until she started to sob.

I hugged her, kissing away her tears. I told her she was really good, how much I loved
her, and that she was the woman I wanted most, and that I wanted to marry her.

I told my sister directly that I loved her and also loved Feng. If I married another woman, she would never let me
be with her and Feng, but my sister wouldn't. And I believed that no other girl in the world could treat me as well as my sister.

I told my sister that we could get married and have children. No one in the city would know she was
my sister. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. She didn't say anything, but she was very cooperative and proactive.

I didn't want to rush things.

After Feng came back, she brought over all the girls I'd slept with before, the girls who were willing to sleep with me, and we
secretly had sex at Hu Zi's house. Most of these girls liked sleeping with me, but since I stopped herding cattle and stayed home after
school , they didn't have many opportunities, and eventually, they couldn't bring themselves to ask.

I told my sister how sexually fulfilled I was now. Now I know why I wanted to marry you and Feng. No other woman
would treat me like this. My sister just smiled without answering.

I found some mythological books, many of which talked about sibling relationships, and I also found some books on physiology
to prove to my sister that we could get married and have children. Of course, there would be some problems, but science is advanced now; a
quick solve them.

Every night after my parents fall asleep, I go to see my younger sister. I serve her diligently every night, trying to please her and win her
favor. She is very good to me too, and I always get my fill. I thought that after working as a prostitute, my vagina
would become looser from being used by others every day, but I didn't expect that Feng and my sister's vaginas were very tight, and it felt very comfortable to have sex with them. Feng said that the more you use it, the more developed you will become.

Once, Feng said that I was greedy. I asked why,
and she said that I wanted to marry two wives. I knew that my sister must have said something to her. I told her that I only have one sister, and I want her to have a good life, but she
is uneducated and works in this line of work. Do you think there are any good men who can truly treat her well and accept her? Feng said that she could just not say anything
. I said that with my sister's personality, if she liked someone and didn't tell him, she would never have a good life.

I told Feng that I was not with her because I was worried about my sister. I really liked her, and I believed that if my sister really
liked me, she would treat me well for the rest of her life and would not be jealous of me. I would have a very happy life.

I don't know if Feng believes what I said about marrying her. She's never asked anything of me, and she never
talks about the future. Of course, I don't know what the future holds either, but I just tell Feng what she wants to hear. Words
aren't worth much, and besides, Feng is a good person; she's really good to me.

I've been trying to woo my sister for many days without much success, but after I said those things to Feng, that night
when I slipped into my sister's bed, I found her naked and waiting for me. She hugged me very proactively and called me "husband," not "
brother." I knew Feng and my sister had talked about something, and my sister was starting to accept me.

Men love for sex, women have sex for love. I've experienced this a lot with my sister and mother
. At first, my mother wasn't very aroused, and my sister took a while to become aroused, with indistinct orgasms. But since my sister accepted me
, I've noticed she gets wet faster and more frequently. When she calls me "Sister Feng," it's very
meaningful , as if they've decided who's dominant and who's submissive. Their relationship is closer than before. I don't know
if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but I'll worry about that for now. It's better than my sister being deceived by someone else.

I've been in high school for two years now. Honestly, I wanted to help my sister and Feng as soon as possible, so I studied much
harder . But I didn't get into Peking University or Tsinghua University. I didn't gamble on those majors; I gambled on the best university in the south, which
is closer to my sister and Feng.

For the past year or so, my sister's money has all been deposited into my mother's account, and Feng's money, besides her father's share, has all gone into
this account—nearly a million yuan. My mother gave me the card when I started university.

University studies were easy, and without women around, it was incredibly boring. I'm good-looking, good at
talking and charming girls, and I'm rich, so I've had quite a few girlfriends. But after sleeping with them, I found
it all tasteless, nothing compared to Feng Mei or my mother, and certainly not as exciting as with my mother. I also frequented prostitutes, and found it just
as tasteless. Besides, these self-proclaimed educated women couldn't possibly treat me like Feng Mei and my mother did, let alone...
He went to hang out with other girls.

After much thought, I finally made up my mind to take those childhood jokes seriously. I first called Feng
's dad and told him I wanted to marry Feng. I couldn't say for sure since I didn't get into university, and he wouldn't believe me anyway. I told him to tell Feng to quit that
line of work and that I would take care of her after she came to live with me. I told him Feng had been very good to him and had helped him earn a lot of money, and he should
think about her happiness. Finally, I said, "Don't force me. Those things you did might get you a death sentence in court."

Feng's dad couldn't refuse. I called Feng and talked about those childhood jokes. I told her I wanted to sleep with her now
. She had promised me, so she couldn't refuse. I said I was very free in university now, and I would sleep with her every day and
never let her leave me again. Feng cried her eyes out. She never thought I would really do that to her, that I really wanted her.

I then called my mom and sister. Honestly, they couldn't believe it was true. I really meant what I said
. I used the money in my card to buy a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment not far from the school. Of course, I only paid the down payment.

After the renovation, I bought about ten computers. I planned to set up a game studio because I
played computer games like crazy in college. I discovered I had a talent for writing game cheats and met many like-minded people. I had quite
a few cheats for automatically farming game currency. I thought Feng and Mei would really like this job—playing games, farming money, and
helping people level up.

After I made all the preparations, I asked Feng and Mei to bring our mother over. That night, we played a foursome all night. It turned out that Mom
already knew about my sister and me, and she had even acted as a go-between for me. Mom must have wanted me to marry Mei and Feng
so that she could be with me openly for life. Mei and Feng couldn't possibly object to what Mom and I were doing.

Afterwards, we had a serious talk and decided that Mom would be the eldest, Feng the second, and Mei the third.
Mom would preside over the ceremony, we had a small feast, a wedding ceremony, and vows to stay together for life. They liked the
house very much, but they didn't like the jobs I arranged for them at all—they couldn't handle computers.

As luck would have it, I once hacked into the website of a high-end hotel and discovered an extremely secret
private club. The members were all wealthy and powerful, and the club featured performances of mothers and daughters working together, fathers and daughters engaging in intimate acts, and even acts of human-animal interaction.
Honestly, I couldn't believe such a club existed in China. The work was easy, 2-3 times a week, 1-2
hours each time, and the pay was very high.

I jokingly suggested to my mother that she try it out, and to my surprise, Feng and my sister both agreed enthusiastically, even trying to persuade
my mother. I knew that my sister and Feng preferred the work I wanted. I told my sister to call and ask, saying she
used to work in a sauna and heard they were recruiting mother-daughter pairs. The person there wanted my sister and mother to come over for a talk, but my sister came back saying
they hadn't talked, and they had just drawn some blood from her and my mother.

A few days later, they called back, confirming through DNA testing that they were indeed mother and daughter, and that they were healthy
enough for an interview. When my mother returned, she told me that it was 24 hours a week,
starting at 5000 yuan per person per session, not including tips from customers, and there was a company car to pick them up.

The job mainly involves performing mother-daughter lesbian acts, with both mother and daughter serving customers, or having someone
perform sex with the sister and mother. The mother said sometimes it's a Black or White person. If you want to earn more, you can also perform with dogs
or other animals. Whether or not to use a condom depends on the customer. You have to undergo a full check-up every time you go, mainly for AIDS and other
STIs. The results are available in 30 minutes, and you have to do the same when the customer comes.

I don't know how those people talked to my mother and sister, but they were very interested, and I couldn't object. My mother and
sister were very happy working there, and they gave me all their money. They really treated me like their husband.

Feng also kept trying to please me. I know she didn't want to play computer games and wanted to work there, but if she went, it
would be performing father-daughter love acts. I think Feng felt the same way, but she couldn't bring herself to tell me. She was thinking about having her father
come back, which made me very uncomfortable, so she didn't agree.

Not long after, my uncle passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage. I had to bring Tiger and his mother over. Tiger
loved to have sex with his mother in front of everyone. His mother was mentally unstable and only listened to Tiger. She would do whatever he asked
, which gave Tiger a great sense of accomplishment. Although I had sex with her countless times, I always had to get Tiger's consent.
Otherwise, she would never let me. Fortunately, Tiger listened to everything I said.

I had Tiger perform a story about marrying a woman named "Silly Son and Mad Mother," and I devised a simple plot. Unexpectedly, it
became incredibly popular , so I discovered another talent of mine: making things up! Tiger's income
increased several times over due to my sister and mother's income.

My father is my biggest worry. After my uncle's passing, he was all alone
in our hometown. I couldn't leave him alone like this forever, but I really didn't know if he could accept all of this. Could he accept me marrying Feng and my sister and having sex with his
wife ?

I told Feng that if she could convince my dad, I would agree to let her go to work with him. Feng, of course, understood my
predicament and said that regardless of whether she was allowed to work or not, I was willing to try.

Feng went back home for over a month and when she returned, she really brought her dad back with her. Her dad had truly accepted everything
and brought Hua, the girl who always listened to her, along.

Of course, this was an idea I came up with; Feng was rather slow and couldn't think of any better methods. I told Feng not to mention my relationship with me when
she got home . She and my sister had a good relationship, and I wanted her to treat my
dad like her own father. My dad liked to drink a little wine, so I specially prepared a lot of tonic wine and some aphrodisiacs. I knew it was
basically eye drops; no medicine could truly arouse someone. Only eating well, sleeping well, and being healthy, along with intentional or unintentional teasing
, would be most effective. This medicine was only to be used as a last resort.

My dad eats and sleeps well, and my mom says he's in good health too. I told Feng to get to know my dad better first, spend more time with him,
drink and eat with him, go out and have fun. Once we're familiar, she should subtly expose herself to see his reaction. If he likes it, then
everything will be easy. In the end, we'll just go with the flow and let him sleep with us. We'll make sure he gets the best of everything, so he can't resist the temptation.
Then we'll find a few girls under 13 from the village to sleep with him.

My dad is a smart man; he'll agree to whatever Feng says. Besides, if he's open-minded,
there are many benefits. He can sleep with not only Feng, Mei, and Hu Zi's mom, but also many other girls from the village
.

But Dad is really patient. He likes to look at Feng. I asked Feng to dress very revealingly for him, and he didn't say anything. Dad
would touch Feng intentionally or unintentionally, and Feng was very cooperative. She was almost naked and touched Dad herself. I asked Feng not to wear
a bra or underwear, and to take a bath naked at my house. I asked Dad to bring her clothes. It was very obvious, but Dad was not afraid of
anything. He just looked and never touched her breasts or vulva.

Later, when I had no other choice, I told Feng, "Pay attention to these points: 1. No one is home, and no one will come.
2. Dad has had a few drinks. 3. Intentionally show Dad a little bit of your breasts and vagina; he'll want to see. 4. Ideally, it should rain heavily.

If these four conditions are met, you should take the initiative. Regardless of whether Dad wants it or not, whether he runs away or not, or what he says, try your best
to get his penis inside you first. Once you get the first time, it will be easier later."

Feng really did this. I told Feng that as long as it rained, all the other conditions would be easy to handle. Two days later, it started to
rain heavily. I told Feng to shave all her pubic hair, wear a short skirt and a large t-shirt, and go
drink . She should shout as soon as she enters the door, and then lock the door when Dad comes out and sees her. She should drink a few glasses first, and when Dad's face turns a little
red, she should spread her legs so Dad can see her to his heart's content. If Dad doesn't say anything and doesn't leave on his own, I told Feng to take off her top.
Knowing Dad as I do, she definitely won't resist.

Sure enough, Dad kept saying it wasn't right, but didn't resist too much. Feng, as I suggested, said she
didn't have any feelings for Dad, but was just like a sister to my sister and wanted to take good care of Dad on her behalf. She told Dad
not to worry , that she would get married in the future and wouldn't tell anyone.

After the first time, things became much easier. Feng was a prostitute, a top hostess at a sauna, and she wasn't
completely devoted How could Dad stand it? Within a few days, he couldn't live without Feng and obeyed her every word.

Later, I asked Feng to arrange for Hua to catch Dad in the act, and then have Dad have sex with Hua. Hua was only 11
years old, and I thought Dad knew the consequences. Feng then told Dad that if he agreed, she could stay with him for life and ask him to agree to Feng marry
me. If he agreed, she could tell him anything.

Feng not only arranged for Hua, but also arranged for several younger girls to have sex with Dad. This left Dad with no choice. When Feng asked Dad,
he said it was up to me to agree. Feng told him to talk to me, and he actually agreed. Feng told him the truth, and Dad
accepted it.

I also agreed to let Feng's dad come, and my dad eventually accepted and participated in the performance, playing the roles of father-in-law and daughter-in-law, father
and daughter, and brother-in-law and crazy sister-in-law. I discovered I have a talent for being an agent; I wrote many scripts, simple and
exciting . I personally adhered to my bottom line and refused to perform, even though I said I had resources for underage girls in Hua and the village, and
many people offered high prices, but I resolutely refused to perform for underage girls or provide related sexual services.

When I graduated from university, I already had a net worth of nearly 20 million, but I always felt insecure staying in China.
In the end I accepted an invitation from a high-end Japanese club, and the whole family immigrated to Japan to develop our careers. Feng is truly a remarkable wife;
when she went abroad, she made a special trip back to her hometown and brought back several girls that I liked, two of whom were still virgins.

Feng said everyone in the village wanted her to bring their children over; 200,000 yuan each. How could they not want that? Hua's family already had
a house and a car. Seeing the life Hua Feng and her sister lived, which of the girls in the village didn't want to come with me? Not to mention
that Tiger, whom they all liked, was also with me.

The plane is about to take off, so I'll stop here. Goodbye... China...

Japanese girls... Damn, you're here... I

checked my watch; it's almost nine o'clock. I put away my novel, picked up a math book, and pretended to study. To be honest, the first year of high school is easy for me; even without much effort, I can still do well on tests.

I was born in a very quiet and poor little mountain village. My father, mother, and I have a younger sister who is three years younger than me. My father is very smart, but unfortunately, due to his family background, he didn't have much opportunity to study. However, my father didn't complain much; he pinned all his hopes on me, hoping I could get into a prestigious university and bring him honor.

Fortunately, I inherited his intelligence, and my grades have always been good. My mother was illiterate, and while she is pretty and has a good figure, she has a long scar on her neck from when she was a child and was scalded with boiling water. But then again, without that scar, she wouldn't have married my father, and naturally, there would be no me, and no story.

My mother was a woman of few words, always focused on her work and never making decisions. I didn't talk to her much either; the most she ever said to me was, "Time to eat." I would simply call her "Mom" when we met.

Just after 9 a.m., my mother came in with a washbasin tucked inside. People in the countryside don't knock. While I washed my face,
she took out my foot bath from under the bed. After I finished, she poured most of the hot water from the washbasin into the foot bath.
While I soaked my feet, she bent down and started taking off her own shoes and pants, as usual. After putting them away, she lay on my
bed, her buttocks slightly raised.

I dried my feet, took off my own pants, and climbed on top of her, starting to do it like a dog.

My little brother easily slipped into my mother's vagina. Her vagina was very slippery, but I knew
it wasn't her vaginal fluid but rather cooking oil from our house. Every night when my mother came, she would apply some
cooking oil to the inside and outside of her vagina; it was her habit, just like how she remained motionless and silently endured my thrusts
without making a sound.

After about ten minutes, I ejaculated. I got off my mother, and as usual, she used the
remaining to clean my little brother, washed herself, cleaned away the semen I had left inside her,
put on her pants and shoes, poured the water out the window, closed the door, and quietly left.

For over three months, this had been the routine every night. I had gotten used to having sex with my mother every night before going to sleep. At
first, I was worried that my father would find out, but now I felt no fear at all. However, the first thing my mother did every time she came in
was to close and lock the door, even though my father had never entered my room at night.

Aside from a few words exchanged the first time I made love to my mother six months ago, we've never spoken since. Every time
is like a silent movie, a daily repetition of yesterday's story.

Born into such a poor family—a father called a "landlord's son," a
mother with a scar on her neck as thick as a finger and resembling a tree root, and a younger sister who's going through three years of first grade—my
introverted . I speak very little and walk with my head down.

My relationship with my mother was initially strained. She was also insecure; sometimes when we bumped into each other on the street in town, she
wouldn't look at me, always keeping her head down and turning away. I think she was afraid my classmates and friends would know I had a
mother like her, afraid I'd be laughed at.

I never thought about understanding her before, but after we had that relationship, I had some doubts and curiosity,
like why my mother could make love to me every day—didn't she have her period? Why had I never experienced this?

But I could never bring myself to ask, and ultimately, everything remained bottled up inside, leaving only the mechanical thrusting every night.

Most of my classmates matured earlier than me; some even started masturbating in the first year of junior high. I was a late bloomer, and
my maturity came late but intensely. I remember it was the first summer after I graduated from junior high. I took the entrance exam for a prestigious
private high school in our town. Because of my good grades, not only was my tuition waived, but they also promised to
cover my university tuition if I got into a top university.

My town is a bit far from the county seat, but it's surrounded by mountains and has a very quiet environment. I think that's why
the best private high school in our area is located here. Getting into this school is like escaping rural
life. Honestly, that was the happiest summer I've ever had.

Rural people are really short-sighted. I've always had excellent grades since I was little, and getting into university wasn't a problem for me.
But most people in the village looked down on me and my family until I got into this high school, which supposedly has a 100%
university entrance rate. When the teacher who came to our village to recruit students boasted that after I got into their school, I
would either get into Peking University or Tsinghua University, and become a high-ranking official or become very wealthy, the villagers started to look at my family differently.

My younger sister was really not smart enough. She couldn't continue studying after the third grade and went to work with a relative.
This summer, I didn't have to go to school, so I was in a good mood and wanted to do something for the family. My sister used to herd the cows, but
after she went to work, I took over because it was the only farm work I was confident I could do well.

I never imagined that herding cattle could be so educational. Most of the villagers with money and skills have moved to the city,
leaving less than half—about a dozen households. Most of them are unskilled and lazy, and the girls are
mostly not allowed to go to school; they're raised to help with farm work, including herding cattle.

There are eight cows in the village, originally herded by seven girls and one boy. That boy is my uncle's son,
named Hu Zi. My uncle is even worse off than my father; he married a mentally challenged woman, and their son is also mentally challenged. He
's 16 years old, but his mental age is probably only seven or eight—simple-minded, but physically strong.

When I was little, I had a fairly good relationship with this cousin. Although we all come from the same ancestor in our village,
other relatives are separated by many generations. My uncle is the only close relative in the village. But after starting junior high, I rarely
saw Hu Zi. The villagers called me a bookworm. After school, I would stay in my room reading. My parents never
asked me to do anything, and I didn't want to go out.

When I went to herd cattle, I naturally went with Hu Zi. My father had already told my uncle to have Hu Zi keep an eye on things for me. Herding cattle
in the mountains is different from other places. We would go out after breakfast, take lunch with us, and stay until sunset
before returning to the village. Along the way, we would chop some firewood and gather some pig feed.

Hu Zi was the oldest. The oldest girl was Feng, who was 13. The others were all under 10,
and the youngest only 6. Most people in the village had four or five children, so only the youngest girl was qualified to herd cattle, because
herding cattle was considered the easiest farm work. My uncle only had Hu Zi, and he was afraid that if he had another child, he would be mentally challenged
, so he didn't dare to have any more. Hu Zi never went to school and had been herding cattle since he was a child. The girls he herded with had changed several times.

As soon as the cattle were put into the woods, Hu Zi would get busy, helping one chop firewood and another gather pig feed. He could finish
all tasks in an hour or two. After helping the girls complete their task, Tiger led everyone to steal bird eggs,
catch fish, and dig for gophers. They also had a secret hideout with a pot and a variety of wild produce they had gathered themselves.

They were very open with me, probably because Tiger is my cousin, though they always told me
never to tell my family about these things.

Tiger was also a great cook; the meal we had in the forest was the best I'd ever had
. Although Tiger was 16 and acted like an adult, his intelligence was about the same as these uneducated girls.
Moreover, Tiger helped them with chores and prepared food for them—eggs, fish, and gopher meat. You see,
very few families in our village could afford meat even once a month, let alone these girls who were considered a financial burden.
Even if they did, they wouldn't get much. No wonder these girls liked Tiger so much and listened to everything he said.

After dinner, everyone finally had some free time. To be honest, I never imagined that herding cattle would have so many benefits. Of course, I
really wanted everyone to accept me. I'm not as capable as Tiger, but I've read a lot of books and know a lot. I discovered I'm also quite good at making girls happy. They asked me if I would look down on them
if I went to university, moved to the city, became a high-ranking official, and made a lot of money. I patted my chest and said, "We all come from the same ancestors; even if our bones are broken, they're still connected. If I become successful , I'll definitely arrange jobs for them and bring them to live in the city." Of course, I also assured Tiger. You can't be too polite when someone feeds you; Tiger's cooking is so delicious, how could I not say some nice things? Honestly, I felt sorry for these girls, born into this kind of environment. But what I told them was just talk; I was just trying to make them happy, to get them accepted into this small group. Who knows what the future holds? And I know this society is very realistic. But a few of these girls really took my words seriously, treating me incredibly well, seeing me as their future savior. However, I didn't feel guilty. I believe living with a little hope is better than living numbly and ignorantly like this. They wanted to imagine things, so I helped them fantasize, using my future power and money to help them imagine a happy life after moving to the city . They were really moved and touched. Only Tiger just stared at me and smiled foolishly. Later, I felt a little sleepy, so I found a cool place to sleep. I have a habit of taking a nap after lunch, usually for an hour or two. When I woke up, everyone except Feng was gone. I asked Feng where Hu Zi and the others had gone. Feng hesitated, and I sensed something was off. I tried to get her to talk, so I told her that she was my favorite among the group. I added that she was pretty, which was true. The other girls were either still developing or just starting to grow, while 13-year-old Feng already had full breasts and a shapely bottom. Plus, her family treated her well, letting her herd cattle instead of working in the fields, so she hadn't gotten tanned and was fair-skinned and very pretty. Feng seemed surprised and somewhat incredulous when she heard I liked her. She pressed me for details several times, and I, of course, showered her with and promising to take her to the city first and find her the best job— ultimately, to get her to listen to me. After saying this, I asked her again where Hu Zi and the others had gone. Feng finally pointed me in the right direction. I got up and walked towards the woods, but Feng pulled me back, telling me not to go. I asked why, and she said she was afraid I, a scholar, couldn't handle it. I said if they could handle it, why couldn't I? Feng didn't follow me anymore, but silently followed behind me, constantly pointing in the right direction, telling me to be quiet, acting very mysterious. Finally, Feng pointed in a direction and said, "Through the branches, I saw a scene I couldn't have imagined. To be honest, I'm a late bloomer; I never thought this would happen. Tiger was standing there, having sex with my heifer."

Those girls, some helping to hold the rope, some scratching the cow's itch, and others feeding it grass, were all helping Tiger
rape my poor little heifer.

I was truly shocked by this scene and didn't know what to do. Feng, however, calmly said to me as if nothing was wrong: "Your
cow is in heat. Cows are most obedient at this time. They won't move at all, and it's much more comfortable than usual. Tiger
likes it the most.

" From what Feng said, it seemed that Tiger often raped the cow in front of them. "Tiger often does this?" Feng nodded. "

In front of you?" Feng nodded.

"How dare he!" I couldn't understand. I said, Feng pointed to her head and said: "Tiger is stupid, but he's a good person, and he doesn't
talk nonsense." I still didn't understand, and I was too embarrassed to watch any longer. I didn't know how to face Feng, so I
told her I was going home first, and she could help me drive the cow back later. Feng nodded and

went home, but I couldn't calm down. My mind was filled with images of Hu Zi raping my little heifer.
I felt incredibly hot all over, and my little brother was as hard as a stick. Touching it felt strangely comfortable. My mind was filled with
one thought: rape the cow's cunt. I could

n't shake it off, like I was possessed. I waited for the sun to set, for Hu Zi and the others to drive the cow back, for dinner, for my parents to go to sleep. I've never
felt time could pass so slowly. But finally, when it was late at night, I secretly sneaked into the cow pen in my yard.
By the dim moonlight, I saw that my little heifer's cunt was much larger than usual, and there was a clear, sticky
fluid .

I pulled out my hard little brother and pressed it against the cow's cunt. The cow in heat was indeed as obedient as Feng had said, spreading
its hind legs and lowering its body to meet me. It was wet and hot. I never expected to give my first time to a cow, but I didn't regret it.
The feeling was so good, the most wonderful feeling I'd ever had in my life. I couldn't help but thrust,
lost in the little cow's body.

"Who's there?" A bright light shone on me, and I instantly froze. If there was a hole, I'd crawl into it; if there was a rope, I'd hang myself;
if there was a knife, I'd stab myself immediately. To be discovered on my first time? It's outrageous! My virginity was discovered! This
feeling was like falling from heaven to hell.

Then came another scream. I recognized my mother's voice. I wasn't so scared anymore; I believed
my mother wouldn't tell anyone.

My mother realized it was me and immediately turned off the flashlight. I recovered, pulled up my pants, and slunk back to
my room. My mother followed me in. I had locked the door, so she couldn't open it. She kept knocking,
but neither of us spoke.

After a long while, she finally spoke, uttering the longest sentence I had ever heard in my life: "Open the door
! Just say something! It's Mom, don't do anything foolish! It's nothing, only Mom saw it. Even
if Mom won't tell anyone! Open the door... If you don't answer me, I'll go downstairs and call your dad!"

Hearing "If you don't answer me, I'll go downstairs and call your dad," I immediately rushed over and opened the door.

My mother slipped in, tears streaming down her face. The mother who had been talking incessantly before was speechless when she saw me. She
hesitated , then knelt before me. I really didn't know what to do. After a long silence, I finally spoke, "Don't worry
, I won't do anything foolish."

Hearing me say that, my mother looked up, and I nodded firmly. Only then did I realize that my
penis was still hard, pressing against my crotch.

My mother looked up, and it was right above her eyes. I was startled, stood up, and then started taking off my pants and shoes. My mother
kept her head down the whole time. She hadn't said a word since coming in. She didn't take off her top. After she finished, she walked to my bedside,
knelt on it, lay down, and slightly raised her buttocks towards me. It was the first time I had seen the lower body of a mature woman.
From this position, standing by the bed, I could have sex with my mother like a heifer.

I didn't know why my mother did this, but I knew one thing: if I didn't have sex with her, she
wouldn't be truly at ease. If I didn't have sex with her, she would definitely feel ashamed as she had been when I was first discovered. In fact, I
really wanted to have sex with her. The lust was so strong that I would have wanted to use it even if there was a hole in the wall, let alone a real
woman, naked and lying there waiting for me to have sex with her.

I took out my penis, walked over, and thrust it into my mother like a heifer.

"Ah!" My mother and I both cried out involuntarily; it hurt. My mother was dry, her vulva was parched.

I stopped, and my mother whispered two words: "Wait a minute." Then she got out of bed, naked, and ran out.
A little while later, she returned, naked, and lay down as before. This time, I saw that her vulva was full and
slippery, and I thrust inside.

Each time I thrust very deep and forcefully, but my mother never made a sound, just like
every time . I went at it for a long time. This was my first time; I had never ejaculated before. I remember that time I ejaculated a lot and
for a long time. I never ejaculated like that again; it was a wonderful feeling.

Afterwards, my mother even brought hot water to help me wash myself clean before leaving.

The next day, I went to herd cattle again, but my mindset was completely different.

Feng asked me about yesterday's events, and I said I'd thought it through. As long as Tiger was happy, I didn't mind.

Unexpectedly, Feng asked me if I dared to sleep with a cow. I said what would happen if I did, and she said she'd do
anything I wanted if I did.

Now that I'm a bit more experienced, I sensed something was off about these cowherds, so I
used nonsense to appease Feng. I told her that for her sake, I'd do anything, even sleep with a cow... "I'll do it with a dog, I want her to be my
woman , to be with me for life, and I'll let you have me whenever I want.

" These few words moved Feng deeply. She eagerly pulled me into the woods, then
snuggled into my arms. I hugged and kissed her, but she was only 13. Although impulsive, I
still had some sense. I couldn't do it with her, but I couldn't help it. She was even more unable to control herself than I was. Seeing that I didn't move,
she took off all her clothes and eagerly pulled out my penis, inserting it into her incredibly wet vagina.

She told me to thrust into her, to ejaculate inside her . Nothing happened inside. I could tell she was very experienced and cooperative. At
this point, I couldn't care less. I thrust into her relentlessly. She was the complete opposite of my mother; she screamed loudly, completely
unconcerned about being heard.

Soon after, I heard laughter behind me. Turning around, I saw Tiger and the others surrounding us, staring. Feng, however,
acted as if nothing was wrong, telling me not to stop and ignore them.

I guessed correctly. Feng dared to scream like that; she definitely wasn't afraid of Tiger and the others finding out. Why wasn't she afraid? It must be because
they'd all done it together. Good heavens, if that's true, what about all the girls in the village who'd herded cattle with Tiger?
"Haven't you all done it with him? If that's the case, then my sister too!!!"

Sure enough, seeing that I was getting into it, Tiger grabbed a six-year-old girl and started having sex with her. His penis
was much thicker than mine, and it went all the way in at once. The little girl was all smiles, showing no
sign . It was clear they had done it countless times.

I only lasted a few minutes with Feng before she went limp and told me she had come and needed to rest. Then she called over her
best friend, Hua, who was only ten years old.

"Sister's tired, you play with brother for a while," Hua said, nodding happily and taking off her clothes.

She had no pubic hair, but it was still very wet, and it was easy to insert the whole thing. The others
eagerly joined in, vying to have sex with me.

Tiger had somehow ended up on top of Feng, and Feng held him tightly. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and
Feng soon reached orgasm. Among the girls here, only Feng had an orgasm; the others said they felt good but didn't. Feng
explained that women only have orgasms after childbirth, and the others were still young and hadn't finished their postpartum period, but I didn't know if that was true or
not.

I had never talked to Feng before; even when we met in the village, I would just walk by with my head down, ignoring her.
I never expected that our relationship would suddenly become so close these past two days. I found that we actually got along very well. Feng
didn't mind me sleeping with other girls at all, and she liked it when I held her and whispered sweet nothings in her ear.
I praised her and said I wanted to marry her.

I didn't know if she took it seriously, but I knew she was happy to hear it. She said she was closest to my sister,
that my sister had been sleeping with Tiger for many years, and that Tiger didn't really like sleeping with my sister. She even asked if I wanted to sleep with my sister. I
didn't want to; I didn't like my silly sister, but at that moment, I just went along with Feng and said I did.

She said she went to tell my sister that my sister would definitely do it with me, then lowered her head and said, "It's okay for family to do it,
as long as everyone is happy."

I said I know, actually you've done it with your family too, that's my guess. I feel that Feng's dad is
so good to Feng, there must be a reason. The most likely reason is that Feng is compliant and lets her dad play with her, and since Hu
Zi ejaculated inside her, she must have taken birth control pills, which is most likely because her dad bought them for her.

Feng didn't object, she just asked if I would look down on her.

I told her what she said to me yesterday: "If you like someone, you like them. Feng is a good person." I told her that things are unpredictable, and
it's hard to distinguish between good and bad. I said if she wasn't good to her family, she wouldn't be good to Hu Zi, then what's the fun in herding cattle
, and naturally she wouldn't be good to me.

I said that although I can't guarantee anything, at least we have many possibilities for the future, and she
has really gained a lot of happiness. If none of this had happened, she could have been like a village girl, living her whole life with an honest
man, maybe not even knowing what an orgasm is, dying old in the mountains like her mother.

I said I liked it, and that's it. There are gains and losses. Which do you prefer? The first one. Feng didn't hesitate.
Then Hu Zi came over. This guy is really something. Feng cooperated well, but her eyes were fixed on me. She held me very tightly, and soon she gave in
, her body going limp in my arms. I gently said to her, "Be good to your family. I hope you can happily
wait for me to come and marry you." Feng sighed weakly.

No one knows how many girls Hu Zi has been with. Children have their own rules. Most of the girls who followed Hu Zi
to herd cattle knew this would be the outcome. Many experienced cowherds would tell
their successors to choose for themselves. Hu Zi never spoke carelessly and was helpful. Following Hu Zi meant good food every day, and
a group of girls he had slept with acted as matchmakers. Without his help, they could herd cattle alone. These uneducated girls
couldn't compete with him, and in the end, they all ended up with Hu Zi. I just got what I wanted.

I later learned that among these girls, besides Feng and her father, several were also involved with their own
brothers or neighbors, mostly related to Hu Zi. For example, Hua's brother had feelings for her and often peeked at her, but Hua
never let him touch her. Later, Hua slept with Hu Zi, and then when Hua's brother touched her, she didn't resist anymore and let him have sex with her.

I always suspected that some of the mushrooms Hu Zi collected had aphrodisiac properties. Of course, this wasn't intentional on Hu Zi's part; he didn't have
the ability, it was just a coincidence. I asked a few of them when they particularly wanted to have sex, and they all said it was after lunch.
Feng was the same; I had the same feeling, but I wasn't sure.

When it rained heavily and we couldn't go up the mountain, I would go to Hu Zi's house to play. My uncle would go gambling when it rained and was never home
. There was a mentally challenged old woman there, and Feng liked to have sex, but her father couldn't satisfy her at all. Every time it rained heavily, Feng would take the
initiative to have sex with her father once or twice. Feng said that if she didn't, her father would want to, and would search the whole village for her. She felt uneasy
being . After she got her father on board, she would come to Hu Zi's house to play with us.

She always came alone, occasionally bringing flowers. The other girls were mostly young girls with little sexual desire, and rarely
came alone.

It was another rainy day. I went to Tiger's house. The door was locked from the inside, which was normal; if it weren't locked, Tiger's mom would run away.
I called out, "Tiger!" Hearing my voice, he ran over to open the door. I saw he wasn't wearing any clothes. My penis
was hard and sticky. I thought he and Feng were doing it, but when I looked up, it was his mother.

His mother was sitting on the living room table, her legs spread wide, incredibly wet. Tiger's mother was a bald woman;
her vulva was fair and full. Tiger greeted me, quickly locked the door, and started having
sex . I never expected Tiger to even sleep with his own mother. God is truly fair; He didn't give him wisdom, but He gave him
sexual happiness.

Although Tiger's mom was mentally challenged, she seemed to really enjoy Tiger having sex with her. She clung tightly to Tiger, twisting her body, her legs
spread wide, responding to Tiger's thrusts while moaning, completely ignoring me watching.

Tiger asked me while he was having sex with her,
and was quite aroused, I felt unsafe having sex with a crazy person. But I couldn't refuse. I
knew Tiger well; if he liked someone, he liked them. He only let me play with the woman he liked if he liked me. If I didn't, he would
think I didn't like him. I had no choice but to nod.

Tiger stepped aside, and I carefully pulled out my penis and walked towards his mom's crotch. The woman smiled foolishly at me
, drooling, but her skin was really good. Being cooped up at home all the time had its advantages; she had big breasts and a good
figure .

Just as I reached between her legs, she pushed me away with one hand and put the other on her vulva, preventing me from going on top of her. Tiger didn't help
me either, just watched with a silly grin. But after that push, I wasn't so scared anymore. Tiger's mom was always locked up at home.
I'd never done it before, and I'm physically weak. She didn't have much strength to push me. I figured even if she got really angry, I could handle her, but I
didn't want to force her. It wouldn't be good to provoke someone so crazy.

I stripped myself naked, pointed to my penis, and gestured to make her understand I wanted to sleep with her. I made faces,
danced to amuse her, gave her food—I tried everything I could think of. But as soon as I approached, she pushed me away, preventing me from sleeping with
her. She kept pointing at Tiger, as if she only wanted Tiger to sleep with her, not me. Then

Feng arrived. I decided to quit and sleep with Feng instead. Feng told me Tiger was just teasing me, that his mother listened to
Tiger in everything, and that I should stop teasing her. When Tiger saw Feng and wanted to sleep with her, he ran over, removed
his hand from his mother's vagina, gestured a few times towards her, and then picked up Feng and took her to the bed.

It worked perfectly. I walked between her legs and slowly inserted my penis. She didn't push me away or move. Fine, she didn't
move. I didn't care anymore. I hugged her and started thrusting hard. After a while, she started moving too, hooking her legs around
me tightly, her body pressed against me, instinctively twisting and turning. We were very well coordinated. Soon she came and
lay on the table, not moving at all, letting me thrust in and out, like a dead person.

I didn't like looking at her drooling face, so I turned her around and fucked her from behind. Her buttocks were very white and beautiful
, and her anus was very pretty. I thought of the legendary anal sex, which I had never tried before. Seeing that she was not moving, and hearing
the sounds Tiger and Phoenix having fun, with no one paying attention to me, I decided to give it a try.

I nudged her with my little brother, but she still didn't move. I tried to penetrate deeper, and it went in easily. It was very wet inside,
and I knew that Tiger's chrysanthemum had just been used. I thrust a few times, and Tiger's mom started to react, moving her buttocks and
constantly using her anus to suck and squeeze my little brother. It was a really different feeling. I decided to give my first anal sex to
Tiger's mom.

I lived like this all summer. I did it with Feng and the others during the day and with my mom at night. My mom had gotten into
a habit. She would come every night, and no matter if I wanted it or not, she would always end up lying there. No matter how tired I was, I had to do it.
It felt more like .

After the summer vacation, I started high school. The school wasn't far from my home. I didn't want to live at school. Once you start having sex, it's hard
to quit. Now, if I don't do it at least once a night, I can't sleep well.

Feng was taken out by her dad to work as a prostitute. After I started school, I stopped herding cattle and didn't have
many opportunities to do it with other people. Most of the time, I could only do it with my mom.

One day, I came home a little early and saw my mother drinking something in the kitchen. She looked very uncomfortable. I made an excuse to
check and found that my mother was drinking salt water, which was very concentrated.

I remembered why my mother didn't have her postpartum period. I'd read in a book that some ancient prostitutes drank salt water
to reduce their menstrual flow, but I never imagined my mother would do that for me.

Perhaps I really should be kinder to her and try to communicate with her. Sex is such a strange thing. I found myself
liking my mother more and more. I often thought of her during class, and even the scar on her neck didn't seem so bad anymore.

Everything was slowly changing. When we bumped into each other in town, I no longer pretended not to see her. I would smile at her.
I started secretly buying her little trinkets like hair clips and combs. I would help her with housework when I had free time.
The school often gave out snacks, and I would always secretly save some for her.

And every night when my mother came in, she slowly stopped just keeping her head down. She would look at me from time to time and
smile shyly at me. We didn't know how to start a conversation, what to say. Were we used to being silent, used to everything being
unspoken?

In the first midterm exam, I got first place in the school, and the school awarded me 1000 yuan. This was the first
time had so much money, and I decided to take my mother to the county town for a good trip.

I don't know what my mother said, but after thinking it over, I simply bought two
bus tickets evening, after we finished eating, I tore one ticket off and gave it to her in front of her. My mother glanced at me, but didn't say anything,
and quietly left as usual.

At breakfast, my father surprisingly invited my mother and me to go to the county town, saying he planned to buy me a pair of brand-name shoes and that
I had to try them on to see if they fit before I liked them, saying my mother wasn't very knowledgeable and I was afraid I'd buy fakes if I didn't go.

Hearing my father say this, I secretly glanced at my mother. She looked embarrassed and nervous; she probably had never lied to my father like this
before .

On the bus, my mother and I were speechless. When we arrived in the county town, seeing that we didn't recognize anyone, I mustered up my
courage and took my mother's hand. My mother was quite surprised, but she let me hold it.

First, I took my mother to buy an outfit. She did whatever I asked for. A pair of jeans—it was the first
time 'd ever worn jeans—a pair of high-heeled shoes, a turtleneck shirt, and her hair styled in a loose style. She even wrapped a silk scarf around
her scar. It only cost about 300 yuan. My mother was like a completely different person. When I walked down the street with her, people
didn't me the strange looks they used to. If you didn't look closely, anyone would recognize her as my girlfriend.

Then I took my mother to do all the things couples do: go boating in the park, eat various snacks, watch
a movie, and go shopping.

Honestly, it was the first time I'd ever seen my mother so happy. No one had ever treated her this well except me. I knew Dad
didn't like Mom, and I also realized that my mother was a really good woman. If I wanted her to change clothes
or do her hair, she would do it willingly. We had a lot of fun and missed our bus back. I suggested we
stay in the county town for the night, and my mother nodded in agreement.

I spent over three hundred yuan to book a deluxe room. This was my mother's first time staying in a hotel,
and the first time she'd stayed in such a nice room. It was decorated romantically, with several decorative candles, which suddenly reminded me of our wedding night.

I turned off the lights, lit the candles, and my mother sat quietly by the bed watching. I told her to close her eyes,
took a gold pendant from my pocket, and mustered my courage to say to her: "You are the best mother in the world, the greatest mother,
and my wife forever. I really love you, and I'm so grateful for everything you've done for me. This gold pendant, though
only a little over a gram, was bought with my first bonus. It represents my love and gratitude for you."

I put the pendant on my mother's finger, and she was already in tears. She continued, "Wearing this pendant means that from now on, you
will not only be my dearest mother, but also my most beloved wife. From now on, you must cherish and love me even more. I
promise to love you and treat you well for the rest of my life. Wherever I go, I will take you with me, never leaving you, and
I will be good to you for the rest of my life." My mother was deeply moved.

I helped her up and, standing before the candles, said to her, "Mom, although we're not having a formal marriage, we
can still go through the traditional wedding ceremony and formally become husband and wife. Mom, are you willing?" My mother nodded vigorously.

I took a towel and placed it over my mother's head. I softly recited the first bow to Heaven and Earth, the second bow to our parents,
and
the third bow to each other as husband and wife. My mother kept her eyes closed, but I could feel her seriousness. From this day forward, we were officially husband and wife. I removed the towel, hugged my mother, and kissed her. We had been together countless times, but this was the first time I had kissed her. From her eyes, along
the tear tracks, to her lips, to her neck, I kissed the long scar, tracing it with my tongue. I kept whispering to my mother
how much I liked her, how much I loved her.

For the first time, I stripped my mother naked. I suckled her breasts, my hand reaching for her vulva. It was very wet; this wasn't
cooking oil from home, but my mother's real vaginal fluid. This time, my mother was truly aroused.

In my excitement, I took my mother's clitoris into my mouth and started sucking. My mother finally moaned and twisted her body, her lower body on
top of mine. I penetrated her and told her that I liked her lust, her wantonness, the way she would strip naked and wiggle her ass waiting for me
to fuck her. But that wasn't enough. I wanted her to moan, to move, to be even more slutty. I told my mother that everyone
dies eventually, and it's better to live a brilliant life than a mediocre one.

My penis slowly penetrated deeper, mouth to mouth, tongues intertwined. Who sets the rules of ethics? It's others.
Why should tell me what to do? I didn't steal, rob, or harm anyone. Why should I be suppressed, why should I be unhappy?

I gripped my mother's breasts tightly, very hard. I wanted my mother to experience both pain and pleasure.

That night, my mother discovered my affair with Niu, but she didn't blame me, didn't say anything to me. She just silently knelt in
front of , begging me not to do anything foolish? Or was she asking me to forgive her for accidentally discovering it? I don't know.

When she saw my erection, I didn't know if it was out of guilt for interrupting my sexual pleasure or out of selfless maternal love.
As she knelt there, becoming my little cow, I knew it took great determination and courage.

Previously, my mother's vagina had always been dry, and my thrusting couldn't bring her any physical pleasure. But
the moment I ejaculated, I could still feel the joy and satisfaction emanating from her heart. She made me
happy , so she was happy.

Afterwards, my mother would always wash my penis with hot water. Each time, I would squint at her; she was very
careful , very gentle, her eyes focused, her love boundless.

"My son," I whispered, and with my caresses, my mother finally opened her heart and regained her confidence. She embraced
me, kissed me, and swayed her hips in response. From that moment, she no longer saw herself as a little cow for my sexual gratification;
she finally saw herself as a person, a woman, my woman.

Love truly can completely change a person. My mother was like a different person. She would masturbate with ham in front of me,
staring straight at me, her legs spread wide. I knew she had never learned or done this before, but it was very seductive.
After she finished, she would wipe herself clean and put it back, saying it was too expensive.

This hotel had a channel that showed porn. My mother said it was the first time she had seen such a film. When she saw the anal
penetration scene, I thought of Tiger's mother. My mother saw that my penis, which had ejaculated several times, was aroused again, and she turned and went into the bathroom.
I knew she was definitely imitating the enema in the film, wanting me to penetrate her anus.

Sure enough, a few minutes later she came out, lying on the bed, spreading her anus with both hands, twisting her buttocks, looking at me with affection
and a little shyness in her eyes.

I didn't hold back and penetrated her, starting to move. I could feel my mother's discomfort; this was definitely her first
time. Her face was somewhat distorted, and several times she couldn't withstand my thrusts, but each time she gritted her teeth and lay back down.

I ejaculated, and my mother held me in her arms. I looked at her; her face was contorted with pain, streaked with tears. I
told her, "I know you're in pain, but I'm happy, not because I penetrated her anus, but because of her
selfless love for me.

" My mother held me tightly, repeatedly calling me a silly child. She said I only saw her physical pain,
but didn't know how happy she was inside; she had never been so happy in her life.

My mother had watched a few porn movies and knew that women have three holes. I had already penetrated two of them, and this was her mouth
. My mother asked me to give her oral sex, saying she was a little tired after a few times, but she said tonight was different;
she wanted to give me everything completely, deep throat. I looked at my mother struggling to hold back her nausea and felt a little
guilty I wanted to pull back a little, to stop, but my mother held me tightly, wanting me to go deeper.

I suggested we go somewhere else. We went to the restroom, and I took another deep throat. I told my mother it was okay to vomit. I
thrust quickly, and she opened her mouth wide, cooperating enthusiastically. But she couldn't hold it in and vomited,
covering my stomach and penis. My mother felt incredibly guilty, like a child who had committed a terrible crime. But somehow,
I didn't find the vomit disgusting. I grabbed my mother's face and started thrusting wildly, ejaculating
deep into her throat as she vomited.

Around midnight, I took my mother out for a late-night snack. After eating, we went to the square in the city center. It was still very
lively . Couples sat on the benches, oblivious to everyone around them, kissing and cuddling. The people around seemed used to it
and didn't care.

The lighting was dim, and the secluded benches were already taken. I found a bench facing the street, sat down, and
watched the crowds of people coming and going.

My mother leaned against me quietly. The darkness made it impossible to tell her age, which emboldened us.
The intimacy of the couples around us also emboldened me. I pointed to a couple; the woman was sitting opposite the man,
their movements subtle, but I could see they were rubbing against each other. The woman was wearing a long dress, so even if they were doing it
, no one could see.

I reached out, and my mother understood. She mimicked the woman and sat on me. I hugged my mother's slender waist,
our eyes met, and we occasionally kissed. My mother gently swayed her hips, rubbing her vulva against my penis.
Even through the jeans, in the bustling square, among the crowds, doing this with my own mother,
I felt an indescribable sense of confusion and arousal.

My mother sensed my change and whispered "Wait for me" in my ear before disappearing into the crowd.
Ten minutes later, she returned, wearing a garment she'd somehow acquired, wrapped around her waist like city people. She sat
on me, the garment conveniently blocking the view of those around her.

My mother unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard little brother, and moved it towards her crotch. I was very nervous,
but really, hardly anyone paid attention to us. My mother had her back to the crowd; she was petite, and without seeing her face, no
one knew her age. Besides, we were both wearing jeans, so people probably thought we were just a young couple having
a limited moment of intimacy and wouldn't do anything more.

My little brother felt the wetness and heat, and it slid completely into my mother's vagina. Looking down, I saw that it was my mother...
My mother wasn't wearing underwear; she'd even cut a hole in the crotch of her jeans, the perfect size and position for
comfortable penetration.

Don't worry, I won't ruin the pants you gave me. Mom had taken several lines off her pants. She held me close, pressing me
against her chest, moving very slowly, almost like a square. I doubt anyone but me could feel the swaying of her hips.
It turns out women don't necessarily need vigorous thrusting. I didn't move, and she only swayed gently, but I could feel the trembling of
her vulva, her excitement and pleasure, her orgasm.

We held each other like that for about an hour, seemingly motionless, but I knew she'd had at least
two orgasms. I also felt the urge to ejaculate right there in front of her. Mother and son are connected; when my hand slid from her waist to her
buttocks, wanting to penetrate deeper, to connect more closely, she knew
what .

She increased the amplitude of her movements, using her vaginal muscles to suck and grip me, completely ignoring the strange looks around us. She
only wanted to satisfy me, to make me happy. I think besides my mother, no one else in my life would ever treat me so well, do
this .

Everything calmed down, and we stopped attracting attention. No one cared about us anymore. My mother and I
hugged quietly, oblivious to everyone else, as if we were the only two people in the square, in the entire world.

Feng sent me a cell phone, saying it was a gift. She said she was working in a sauna using someone else's ID and had learned
many techniques. She wanted me to relax and enjoy the luxuries of city life when I came back for the New Year. She
also said my sister didn't want to work in the factory anymore and wanted to come find her. I said it was up to her; I'm very open-minded now.

After returning from the county town, things seemed the same on the surface, but privately, my mother and I were very close and talked about everything
. However, I didn't indulge in too much. I'm a person with self-control. I know I need to succeed in the future
, and I can't neglect my studies. Before I knew

it, the New Year was approaching. Feng and my sister would be coming back. My sister was also working in a sauna with Feng. Feng said that as soon as she mentioned
it , my sister agreed to be with me. To be honest, my relationship with my sister wasn't very good. I didn't expect her to agree so readily
. Was it because I knew about her and Hu Zi? Or was it because of her sauna business? Or is it just because I'm her brother? I
don't quite understand.

What would my mother think if she knew my sister and I were together? Suddenly, I started to care about my mother's feelings. I wanted to
test her first and see her reaction.

One day, it was raining heavily. I thought of Tiger's mother and said to my mother, "I want to see her with someone else."
My mother looked very surprised, paused for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

I took my mother to Tiger's house. My mother usually likes to talk and chat with me, but this time she just silently
followed behind me. I think she must be feeling very upset and worried.

Tiger heard my voice and ran to open the door for me without even putting on his clothes. When my mother saw his hard
little brother covered in his mother's vaginal fluid, she seemed to understand something. Tiger is simple-minded, but he's a natural sex machine, especially in heavy
rain, which would definitely make him lose control. However, when he saw my mother, he was still a little surprised, called out "Auntie," and quickly
invited us in.

I slapped the table and told Tiger to be nicer to my mother. Tiger understood what was going on, but he timidly
told his mother to behave better and be more proactive. My mother nodded and started taking off her clothes. She sat naked on the table where I was having sex with
Tiger 's mother, spread her legs, and gave me a resentful look.
She said to Tiger, "Good Tiger, come to Auntie, be good, make Auntie feel good, and Auntie will make you feel good too, and I'll be good to you..."

My mother deliberately spread her vulva wide so that I could see her vaginal fluid. She was different now; she could even produce so much fluid
in front of Tiger. I knew she was showing off. She acted very lewdly and proactively. She couldn't
resist me, but I could feel her inner reluctance from her expression.

Tiger looked at me, and I gestured for him to go ahead. He rushed straight to my mother's vulva, buried his head in it, and sucked with
ecstasy . My mother couldn't take it anymore and pulled Tiger up, shoving his penis, which was thicker than mine, into her vulva.
She looked desperate. My mother was very obedient to me. She actively changed positions so that Tiger
could penetrate her from different angles, twisting her body to cooperate. No matter the position, she could always adjust so that I
could clearly see Tiger's penis going in and out of her vulva.

Later, my mother lay on the table in a cow-like position, motionless and without moaning, letting
Tiger thrust into her like a dead person. Suddenly, I became very excited. This position felt very stimulating to me. I rushed over, pulled
Tiger away, and started thrusting wildly. My mother didn't move or cry out, trying her best to maintain the way she was when we first made love.
But it wasn't easy. My mother was no longer the mother she used to be. Her vulva was overflowing with vaginal fluid. My mother must have been
suffering a lot.

I turned my mother around so we were face to face. Suddenly, she hugged me and said she was wrong. She thought I didn't like
her anymore and wanted to give her away. But seeing me thrusting into her like that, she said she knew I still
loved her the same way. She said she understood; it was because I truly loved her and cared about her that I wanted to see her with other people, that I found it
exciting.

I didn't understand what she was saying. I was just trying to get her to sleep with other people first, so that even if she found out I was with
my sister and other people, she wouldn't be able to say anything. But seeing my mother and Tiger so wildly, I really found it
exciting .

I told Mom that she was exhausted, that she got so wet even in front of Tiger, and that I found it exciting. I said I
was jealous and that she wasn't allowed to pose like a heifer in front of other people anymore.

My mother said that she felt embarrassed to be with other people in front of her son, but she also found it exciting.
When I thrust into her like that, she felt a pleasure she had never experienced before.

She said she was wrong, that she was afraid I wouldn't want her anymore. She said she wouldn't think such things anymore, that she would do whatever I asked
, and that she would be happy to sleep with whomever I wanted. She said the "little cow" position would only be for me from now on.

I lay flat on the ground, and my mother climbed
on top of me, inserting my penis into her vagina. I slid my hands to her buttocks, spreading them apart. My mother knew what I wanted to do, scolded me as a little rascal, kissed me, and adjusted
her body, her buttocks raised, but her vagina pressed tightly against me. She looked at Tiger and softly called for me to come over.

Tiger penetrated my mother's anus. I had penetrated my mother's anus many times before. My mother said that now she not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but
she even felt a strange sensation. The human body is truly strange. Tiger was very strong. I didn't move, but my mother was being penetrated by him,
moving up and down. My penis also moved in and out of my mother's vagina with Tiger's movements, through the vagina...
I could feel Tiger's brother's agitation inside my mother's anus, a very different feeling.

My mother had an orgasm, and she didn't feel anything anymore. She said she needed to recover and told me to
go play with Tiger's mother first. She also said she wanted to see me fuck someone else's mother.

I told Tiger to go in first. I held my mother and let her rest in my arms. It was her first time being fucked
like this , and her delicate body couldn't take it.

After resting for a while, my mother came to her senses. When we entered the room, Tiger was fucking his mother on the bed. This guy
is really a sex machine. When he saw me, he also told his mother to assume the position my mother had just been in. My mother smiled and pushed me over.
I didn't hold back and thrust into Tiger's mother's anus. My mother leaned in, like a little bird nestled against me, watching my penis going in and out of
Tiger 's mother's anus. She would occasionally kiss me, her face full of love.

At that moment, I thought, what if I replaced Tiger's mom with my sister?

The New Year was almost here, and Feng and my sister came back early. The first thing Feng did upon returning was to pull my
sister into my room. Feng had told me before that in their line of work, you absolutely need a man to mentor you. Feng's dad was only in his
thirties , tall and strong. After my sister joined, she was naturally his mentor, and of course, she had to sleep with him. Feng told me this was an unspoken
rule. I said I knew; if someone else mentored her, she would not only have to do the work but also get paid, and might even be controlled. Overall,
her dad was pretty good; he provided my sister with food and lodging and didn't charge her any money. All she had to do was sleep with him and help with some housework.

Feng and my sister had changed. They were like city girls, very beautiful, I almost didn't recognize them. Standing in front of me, I
didn't know what to say. Just yesterday, I was bragging on the phone to Feng that she and my sister would come over and have a
threesome with me. Now, the three of us were standing here, having not seen each other for over half a year. Although we kept in touch by phone, seeing
Feng and my sister, who were completely different people, I really didn't know what to say.

Feng and her sister returned around 9 PM. Feng called to say she'd be spending the night in the county town and wouldn't be back until the next day.
I hadn't expected this little girl to tease me; they took a taxi back that very night.

Feng and her sister whispered something to each other and simultaneously started undressing, stripping completely naked and crawling into my bed, one
on each side , without saying a word. In a few quick movements, they'd stripped me naked too. I wanted to speak, but Feng put a finger to my lips,
meaning to do it first and talk later.

They came prepared, bringing ice, cola, popping candy, hot water, essential oils, a vibrator, and a large towel.
I truly learned what a "desert storm" was, what "single-dragon drill," "wave push," "butt push," and "hairy brush" meant.

Feng and her sister were very focused, like art—perhaps it really was art. Feng was very considerate, hinting that
I should ejaculate into her sister first, and only ejaculate into her the second time. My parents didn't know Feng and her sister were back; they waited until they
were asleep before calling me, asking me to secretly open the door for them.

They sneaked back downstairs to my sister's room to sleep just before dawn. I slept until dark, probably because I was
too tired from doing too much yesterday.

During the Spring Festival, everyone in our village gambled every day, and Dad, of course, wouldn't miss it. Since my sister started working at the sauna,
I can feel that our family's living conditions have improved significantly. With money and a son who studies so well, Dad is
obviously much happier, even though he probably doesn't know what my sister does to earn money. My sister's money is secretly sent
to Mom's card, which I helped Mom get. I handle all the deposits and withdrawals. I told Mom to withdraw
a small amount and give it to Dad so he wouldn't suspect my sister was working as a prostitute again.

Mom said that my sister and Feng came back this morning, but went to sleep after lunch and haven't woken up yet. Mom had already prepared dinner.
I ate some and told Mom not to disturb my sister and to let her sleep well.

After eating, I went to my sister's room. She was fast asleep. My once clumsy and unsophisticated sister had completely changed
; she was now sexy and alluring. Although they were both a bit precocious, they both looked only
fourteen or fifteen. This society is cruel; everyone can see it, but no one points it out.

These two girls, only thirteen or fourteen, have become playthings for men, and those who play with them naturally won't expose them
. Sometimes I think that maybe it's a good thing that Feng and my sister didn't have much education and were a bit slow. Simple thoughts, as long as they're happy, that's enough.
They don't need to think about all this messy stuff like I do every day.

I can ignore Feng, but I can't ignore my sister. I know that prostitutes are afraid of being deceived by young men, ending up
with drugs and gambling, which could ruin their lives. I don't have the ability to change anything right now. I might have to help my sister
after I finish university. I can work hard for two years in high school, but even then, I can't guarantee that no bad men will try to seduce my clumsy sister during
those .

I was out at a bar by myself. I figured if my sister really considered me her man, given her personality, she wouldn't be seeing other men.
Most importantly, she'd listen to me and wouldn't be fooled by others.

But I'm her brother. Just because she can be with me doesn't mean she can accept me as her boyfriend.
I'll try my best, even if it doesn't work out, at least I tried, so I won't blame myself later.

I held my sister's hand, looking at her with affection. She sensed it, opened her eyes, and smiled at me. She used
to think I looked down on her, and it was true. My sudden kindness made her feel a little uncomfortable.

I said, "Sister, you're always serving those men in public. When you get home, let your brother take good care of you."
My sister was very obedient, letting me undress and kiss her. I sucked her breasts and her vagina, like a mother would do to me,
very carefully and gently, until she started to sob.

I hugged her, kissed away her tears, and told her she was really good and kind, how much I loved
her, and that she was the woman I wanted most, and that I wanted to marry her.

I told my sister directly that I liked her and Feng, and that if I married another woman, she would never allow me, my
sister, and Feng to be together. But my sister wouldn't, and I believed that no other girl in the world could treat me as well as my sister.

I told my sister that we could get married and have children, and that no one in the city would know she was
my sister. I wanted her to be my girlfriend. My sister didn't say anything, but she was very cooperative and proactive.

I didn't want to rush things.

After Feng came back, she brought over all the girls I had slept with before, all the girls who were willing to sleep with me, and we
secretly had sex at Hu Zi's house. Most of these girls liked sleeping with me, but since I stopped herding cattle and stayed home after
school , we didn't have many opportunities, and eventually, they couldn't bring themselves to ask. I told my sister that I was very sexually happy now, and that's why I wanted to marry you and Feng. No other woman could treat me like this. My sister just smiled without answering.

I found some mythological books, many of which talked about sibling relationships, and I also found some books on physiology, and...

My sister proved that we could get married and have children. Of course, there are some problems, but with science so advanced now,
we can just have an abortion.

Every night after my parents go to sleep, I go to my sister. Every night I serve her very well, treat her well, and try to
please her. My sister is also very good to me, and she always lets me have my fill. I thought that after working as a prostitute, my vagina
would become looser and looser from being with other men every day, but I didn't expect that Feng and my sister's vaginas were very tight, and it felt very comfortable to have sex with them. Feng said that the more you use it, the more developed you will become.

Once, Feng said that I was greedy. I asked why,
and she said that I wanted to marry two wives. I knew that my sister must have said something to her. I told her that I only have one sister, and I want her to have a good life, but she
is uneducated and works in this line of work. Do you think there are any good men who can truly treat her well and accept her? Feng said that she could just not say anything
. I said that with my sister's personality, if she liked someone and didn't tell him, she would never have a good life.

I told Feng that I wasn't only with her because I was worried about my sister; I genuinely liked her. I believed that if my sister truly
loved me, she would treat me well for the rest of her life and wouldn't be jealous of me. I would be very happy.

I didn't know if Feng believed my words about marrying her. She never asked anything of me, nor did she ever bring
up the future. Of course, I didn't know what the future held either, but I told Feng whatever she wanted to hear. Words
are cheap, and besides, Feng was a good person; she was really good to me.

I had been trying to woo my sister for many days without much success, but after I told Feng these things, that night
when I slipped into my sister's bed, I found her naked and waiting for me. She hugged me very proactively and called me "husband," not "
brother." I knew that Feng and my sister had talked about something, and my sister was starting to accept me.

Men love for sex, women have sex for love. I've experienced this a lot with my sister and mother
. At first, my mother wasn't very aroused, and my sister took a while to become aroused, with indistinct orgasms. But since my sister accepted me
, I've noticed she gets wet faster and more frequently. When she calls me "Sister Feng," it's very
meaningful , as if they've decided who's dominant and who's submissive. Their relationship is closer than before. I don't know
if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but I'll worry about that for now. It's better than my sister being deceived by someone else.

I've been in high school for two years now. Honestly, I wanted to help my sister and Feng as soon as possible, so I studied much
harder . But I didn't get into Peking University or Tsinghua University. I didn't gamble on those majors; I gambled on the best university in the south, which
is closer to my sister and Feng.

For the past year or so, my sister's money has all been deposited into my mother's account, and Feng's money, besides her father's share, has all gone into
this account—nearly a million yuan. My mother gave me the card when I started university.

University studies were easy, and without women around, it was incredibly boring. I'm good-looking, good at
talking and charming girls, and I'm rich. I've had quite a few girlfriends, but after sleeping with them, I found
them all tasteless, nothing compared to Feng and Mei, and certainly not as exciting as with my mother. I also frequented prostitutes, and found it
equally tasteless. Besides, these self-proclaimed educated women wouldn't treat me like Feng and my mother did, let alone
find other girls to play with.

After much thought, I finally made up my mind to take those past jokes seriously. I first called Feng
's father and said I wanted to marry Feng. I couldn't say anything about not getting into university, and he wouldn't believe me anyway. I told him to tell Feng to quit that
line of work, and that I would take care of her after she came to live with me. I said Feng had been very good to him and had helped him earn a lot; he should
think about her happiness. Finally, I added, "Don't push me. What you've done might get you a death sentence in court."

Feng's dad couldn't refuse, so I called Feng and brought up those childhood jokes. I told her I wanted to sleep with her now
, and since she had promised, she couldn't refuse. I said I was free in college now, and I'd sleep with her every day from now on, and she
wouldn't be allowed to leave me again. Feng cried her eyes out; she never thought I'd really do that to her, that I really wanted her.

I then called my mom and sister, and honestly, they couldn't believe it was true. I really meant what I
said. I used the money in my account to buy a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment not far from the school—just the down payment, of course.

After the renovation, I bought about ten computers. I planned to start a game studio. Since starting college, I've
been playing computer games like crazy, and I've discovered I have a talent for writing game cheats. I've also met many like-minded people and have
quite a few cheats for automatically farming game currency. I think Feng and my sister would really enjoy this job—playing games, farming money, and
helping people level up.

After I made all the preparations, I notified Feng and Mei to bring our mother over. That night, we had a foursome all night. It turned out that Mom
already knew about my sister and me, and she had even acted as a go-between for me. Mom must have wanted me to marry Mei and Feng
so that she could openly be with me for life. Mei and Feng couldn't possibly object to what Mom and I were doing.

Afterwards, we had a serious talk and decided that Mom would be the eldest, Feng the second, and Mei the third,
with Mom presiding. We had a small banquet, a wedding ceremony, and vows to stay together forever. They liked the
house very much, but they didn't like the jobs I arranged for them at all; they couldn't handle computers.

Coincidentally, I once hacked into the website of a high-end hotel and discovered an extremely secret
private club. The members were all wealthy and powerful. Inside, there were mothers and daughters serving each other, fathers and daughters engaging in intimacy, and even performances involving humans and animals.
Honestly, I couldn't believe such a club existed in China. The work was easy, 2-3 times a week, 1-2
hours each time, and the income was very high.

I jokingly suggested to my mother that we give it a try, and to my surprise, Feng and my sister both agreed enthusiastically, even trying to persuade
my mother. I understood that my sister and Feng preferred the job I wanted. I told my sister to call and ask, saying she
used to work at a sauna and heard they were hiring mother-daughter pairs. The person there wanted my sister and my mother to come over for a talk, but my sister came back saying
they didn't talk; they just drew some blood from her and my mother.

A few days later, they called back, confirming through DNA testing that we were indeed mother and daughter, and that we were healthy enough for an interview
to discuss things in detail. When my mother came back, she told me that it was 24 hours a week,
starting at 5000 per person per session, not including tips from customers. There was a company car to pick us up from the location.

The job mainly involved performing mother-daughter lesbian acts, mother and daughter serving each other, accompanying customers, or finding someone
to perform sex with my sister and mother. My mother said sometimes it was Black and White people, and if you wanted to earn more, you could also perform with dogs or
other animals. Whether or not to use a condom depended on the customer. Every time you went, you had to undergo a comprehensive check-up, mainly for AIDS and other
STIs, with results available in 30 minutes. Customers also had to undergo the check-up.

I don't know what those people said to my mother and sister, but they were very tempted. I couldn't object, so my mother and
sister were very happy working there, and they gave me all their money. They really treated me like their husband.

Feng kept trying to please me. I knew she didn't want to play computer games and wanted to work there, but if she went, it
would be a chance to perform father-daughter affection. I think Feng thought the same way, but she couldn't bring herself to ask me. She was thinking about getting her father
back, which made me very uncomfortable, so she didn't agree.

Not long after, my uncle passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage, and I had to bring Tiger and his mother over. Tiger
loved to have sex with his mother in front of everyone. His mother was crazy and simple-minded, and only listened to Tiger. She would do whatever he asked
, which gave Tiger a great sense of accomplishment. Although I had sex with her countless times, I always had to get Tiger's permission.
Otherwise, she would never let me. Fortunately, Tiger listened to everything I said.

I asked Tiger to perform a story about marrying a woman named "Silly Son and Crazy Mother," and I devised this simple plot. Unexpectedly, it became incredibly
popular , so I discovered another talent of mine: making things up! Tiger's income
increased several times over due to his sister and mother's income.

My father is my biggest worry. After my uncle passed away, he's all alone
in our hometown. I can't leave him there alone forever, but I really don't know if he can accept all of this, or if he can accept me marrying Feng and my sister and sleeping with his
wife .

I told Feng, "If you can convince my dad, I'll agree to let her go to work with him." Feng, of course, knew my
predicament and said that regardless of whether she was allowed to work or not, I was willing to try.

Feng went back for over a month and when she came back, she really brought her dad back with her. Her dad really accepted everything,
and he even brought Hua, the girl who listens to her the most, with him.

Of course, this was my idea; Feng is a bit slow and couldn't think of any better methods. I told Feng not to mention my relationship with me when
she got home . She and my sister have a good relationship, and I wanted her to treat my
dad like her own father. My dad likes to drink a little wine, so I specially made a lot of tonic wine and prepared some aphrodisiacs. I know it's
basically just eye drops; no medicine can really aphrodisiac. Only eating well, sleeping well, and being healthy, plus intentional or unintentional teasing
, is the most effective. This medicine is only used as a last resort.

My dad eats and sleeps well, and my mom says he's in good health too. I told Feng to get to know my dad better first, spend more time with him,
drink and eat with him, go out and have fun. Once we're familiar, she should subtly expose herself to see his reaction. If he likes it, then
everything will be easy. In the end, we'll just go with the flow and let him sleep with us. We'll make sure he gets the best of everything, so he can't resist the temptation.
Then we'll find a few girls under 13 from the village to sleep with him.

My dad is a smart man; he'll agree to whatever Feng says. Besides, if he's open-minded,
there are many benefits. He can sleep with not only Feng, Mei, and Hu Zi's mom, but also many other girls from the village
.

But Dad is incredibly patient. He likes to look at Feng, so I told Feng to dress very revealingly for him, and he didn't say anything. Dad
would also intentionally or unintentionally touch Feng, and Feng was very cooperative, almost to the point of stripping naked and touching Dad herself. I told Feng not to wear
a bra or underwear, to take a shower naked at my house, and to have Dad bring her clothes. It was very obvious, but Dad didn't seem to care about
anything; he just looked and never touched her breasts or vulva, those sensitive areas.

Later, I had no choice but to tell Feng, "Pay attention to these conditions: 1. No one is home, and no one will come.
2. Dad has had a little to drink. 3. Intentionally or unintentionally expose some of your breasts and vulva to Dad; he wants to see them. 4. It would be best if it rained heavily.

If these four conditions are met, take the initiative. Regardless of whether Dad wants it or not, whether he runs away or not, or what he says, try your best
to get his penis inside you first. Once you get the first time, things will be easier later."

Feng actually did it. I told her that as long as it rained, everything else would be fine. Two days later,
a torrential downpour started. I told Feng to shave all her pubic hair, wear a short skirt and a large t-shirt, and go
drink . I told her to yell as soon as she entered the door, and then lock the door when my dad came out and saw her. I told her to have a few drinks first, and when her dad's face turned a little
red, to spread her legs and let him see her. If her dad didn't say anything, she shouldn't leave. I told Feng to take off her top herself.
Knowing my dad, I knew he wouldn't resist.

Sure enough, my dad kept saying it wasn't right, but he didn't resist too much. Feng did as I said, saying she
didn't have any feelings for my dad, but that she and my sister were like sisters, and she wanted to take good care of him on her sister's behalf. She told my dad
not to worry , that she would get married in the future, and that she wouldn't tell anyone.

After the first time, things became much easier. Feng was a prostitute, a top hostess at a sauna, and she wasn't
completely devoted . He couldn't stand it. Within a few days, he was inseparable from Feng and obeyed her every word.

Later, I asked Feng to arrange for Hua to catch her and Dad having sex, and then have Dad and Hua have sex. Hua was only 11
years old, and I thought Dad knew the consequences. Feng then told Dad that if he agreed, she could stay with him for life, and asked him to agree to Feng marry
me. If he agreed, she could tell him anything.

Feng not only arranged for Hua, but also arranged for several younger girls to have sex with Dad. Dad had no choice in this matter. When Feng asked Dad,
he said that he only needed my consent. Feng told him to talk to me, and he actually agreed. Feng told him the truth, and Dad
accepted it.

I also agreed to let Feng's father come, and my father eventually accepted and participated in the performance, playing the roles of father-in-law and daughter-in-law, father
and daughter, and younger brother and mentally ill sister-in-law. I discovered that I had a talent for being an agent. I wrote many scripts, simple
and exciting . I personally adhered to my bottom line and did not perform. Although I said that I had resources of Hua and many underage girls in the village, and
many people offered high prices, I resolutely refused to perform for underage girls or provide related sexual services.

When I graduated from university, I was already worth nearly 20 million, but I always felt insecure staying in China.
Ultimately I accepted an invitation from a high-end Japanese club and my whole family immigrated to Japan. Feng is truly a remarkable wife;
she made a special trip back to her hometown before leaving, bringing back several girls I liked, two of whom were still virgins.

Feng said everyone in the village wanted her to bring their children over—200,000 yuan each! How could they not want that? Her family already had
a house and a car. Seeing the life Feng and her sister lived, which girl in the village didn't want to come with me? Not to mention, Tiger,
whom they all liked, was also with me.

The plane is about to take off, so I'll stop here. Goodbye…China…

Japanese girls…Damn, you're here…

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