Exciting incestuous relationship between mother and son

My name is Xia Qingyu, and I'm an only child. Sometimes I envy families with siblings, and it's not that my mom doesn't want to have more children, but my younger siblings just just won't appear (I later found out why). It's not all bad, being an only child has its advantages. My parents treat me like a treasure, providing me with plenty of food, drink, and toys.

Our family's financial situation is above average. My dad often travels for work, often not coming home for three or four days at a time. Sometimes, for more distant locations, he might not come home for three or four weeks.

My mom works for a fairly large company and has a regular working life. Therefore, even though my dad is rarely home, my mom takes excellent care of me. Because I spend so much time with my mom, we have a good relationship.

In contrast, while my relationship with my dad isn't like that of strangers, when he comes home, he just greets me and says something like, "You've worked hard." My dad knows he's been neglecting his family, so he ensures we live a very comfortable life.

My mom is a very independent woman. Although my dad is rarely home, I've hardly ever heard her complain. At most, she'll mention when he comes back from a trip abroad why he didn't buy a fancy handbag, haha!

Given this lifestyle, it's natural that my mom has been solely responsible for my upbringing and education from childhood. Whether it was kindergarten, elementary, or middle school, she never missed a single school event that required parental attendance.

Although I don't have any siblings, I have something to be proud of: I have a beautiful mom. She gave birth to me at twenty-two, which isn't particularly young, but compared to the modern society where people tend to marry and have children later in life, it's still quite different.

Having a young and beautiful mom was a source of pride when I was little; I always compared things! Looking at my mom and comparing her to other moms… you can tell how lucky I am.

My mom isn't the dazzling beauty of a big star, but rather possesses an elegant, refined air. She seemed quiet and had a good temperament. When she smiled, her small, cat-like mouth would slightly upturn. Her eyes, though not particularly large, were bright and captivating.

Her slightly curly black hair was meticulously maintained, like that of a shampoo commercial model. Even after giving birth to me, she maintained a great figure. People were often surprised to see her with me, the little devil, by her side, as she was already married and had a child.

However, being an only child and primarily raised by my mother, there was a problem: there were some things I couldn't learn from her, such as knowledge about my own body. Around third grade, the school held a pole-climbing competition.

It was actually a very silly sport; you had to climb iron railings that were about two stories high, like a monkey. There were about ten such railings next to the school's sports field, specifically for pole climbing.

I wasn't particularly athletic, but I was pretty good at pole climbing (probably because I was thin). Many chubby classmates couldn't even get more than ten centimeters off the ground after climbing up, so I was often called up by the teacher to demonstrate.

As I demonstrated more, I climbed faster and faster, and that's how I discovered things I wouldn't normally notice. When I tightly wrapped my legs around the metal pole and climbed upwards, my penis would rub against the pole forcefully and rapidly through my sweatpants.

I, being young, accidentally discovered that the faster I climbed and the harder the friction, the itchier my penis became. At that time, I didn't understand pleasure at all, nor did I get an erection; I just felt a particularly sore and itchy sensation

in my penis while climbing, and a feeling of needing to urinate. When I first discovered this, I quickly jumped down and ran to the school toilet, but I stood there for a long time without being able to urinate. When I went back to climb the pole, I found that sore and numb sensation in my penis returned, and as I climbed more and faster, that itchy yet somewhat pleasurable feeling became stronger and stronger. I didn't ask my teacher or mother why this was happening; I just considered it a little secret that made my penis feel good.

Not long after, the showerhead in our bathroom broke down for some reason, and for a while, hot water would basically spray directly from the pipe when I showered.

That's when I discovered that spraying my penis with a water jet gave me the same tingling and itchy feeling as when I was climbing a pole. This was a novel discovery for me, because I no longer needed to go to the school's pole-climbing area to make my penis feel good; I could do it right in my own bathroom with a water jet.

At the time, I didn't even know I could use my hands; I was just a little kid in third grade. Even after the showerhead at home was fixed, I would still remove it and just use the hose.

Around fifth grade, I discovered that my penis would become erect, transforming from a small lump into a large, veiny penis. It felt even better to spray the enlarged head with water (at that time, the foreskin was still covering it). And after spraying with the water on full blast for a few minutes, the head would become increasingly tingling and numb, reaching a state I can't describe—so pleasurable that I couldn't stand it, my whole body would shiver, and after a few seconds, I would suddenly not want to spray anymore. At that time , I didn't know how to

ejaculate; it was purely an erection that resulted in a weaker orgasm than what I experienced after I fully matured, but I still enjoyed it very much. Fifth-grade students are still quite mischievous; roughhousing and fighting are commonplace.

Once, during cleaning time, the floor was still wet from the mopping, and I was running and playing with my classmates, laughing and joking. I slipped on a wet patch and fell tumbling down the stairs.

My classmates were terrified and started crying. The teacher rushed over and took me to the infirmary. I was in so much pain I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there, letting the teacher carry me to the infirmary, and then to the hospital.

After a thorough examination, they found my right arm was fractured and would need a cast for several months; my left fingers were also bruised, and I couldn't use them for a while. This was terrible; I'm right-handed, and I really can't do anything without my right hand.

That day, my mother rushed to the hospital from work, crying her eyes out. I could only awkwardly say, "Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu was naughty." My mother hugged me, crying and comforting me, saying, "It's okay, Xiaoyu, it doesn't hurt, Mom doesn't blame you."

When I got home that day, I realized I was in a terrible state. I couldn't even eat or open the door by myself, so my mother had to follow me around, helping me with all sorts of chores. The first embarrassing thing my mother did for me was help me go to the toilet. Needless to say, my right hand was in a cast, and my left finger was also injured. I didn't even have the strength to pull down my pants. It was the first time I had felt so weak, and I cried in frustration.

My mother had initially tried to let me go to the toilet by myself, but when she heard me crying inside, she realized it wouldn't work, so she pushed the door open and came in to help. My mother had taken leave from work, and she was still wearing her office lady outfit, her miniskirt stretched taut, when she squatted down next to me, who was still quite short at the time, to help me unzip my pants.

My left hand naturally rested on my mother's thigh, which was covered by tight stockings under her skirt. That's when I realized how nice stockings were to touch. They were thin yet shiny, smooth and soft, and felt very comfortable on my hand. Even though my left hand was just resting there gently, a slippery feeling traveled from my palm to my brain, bringing a slight pleasure.

After Mom took off my pants, my little penis, which she hadn't seen in a long time, was finally exposed. It was limp and couldn't urinate, so Mom had to gently cup it in her soft, white hands until I peed.

My penis, tense and itchy under Mom's grasp, suddenly found its strength in my left hand, which was gripping Mom's thigh covered in shiny, skin-colored stockings. The smooth touch from her left hand, combined with the way her soft, boneless hand gently cupped my

penis, caused it to suddenly swell uncontrollably and rapidly, becoming a large, veiny penis in less than a few seconds.

My mother's beautiful phoenix eyes widened in surprise as she watched my little penis swell and erect, pointing forward at a ninety-degree angle, rising higher and higher. It probably couldn't be called a little penis anymore; it was a fully erect penis!

Any man knows that it's impossible to urinate when you're erect. Especially when you have the urge to urinate and still have an erection, it's incredibly painful. My mother didn't know what to do, so she could only hold my hard penis, squatting beside me, stunned.

Even though it was her own son, seeing me with an erect penis must have been quite embarrassing. I was only in fifth grade then, so I didn't feel embarrassed, but the pain of not being able to urinate was unbearable. I tried to force it out, but couldn't, my face contorted in agony.

"Mom, I can't pee..." I managed to squeeze out a sentence, turning to my mother.

My mother remained wide-eyed, unsure what to do. Having considerable experience with handling my own penis (in my arrogance), I naively added my own secret: "I vigorously rinse my penis with the hose when I shower, and it shrinks after a while."

My mother was clearly even more shocked, astonished that her precious son already knew how to masturbate. After what seemed like an eternity, I was still painfully holding my penis in my mother's hand.

"Still can't pee..." I groaned in pain.

My mother looked at me, then down at my erect penis, sighed, withdrew her left hand, and instead used her right hand to reach behind me, gently grasping my shaft, and then began to slowly move it back and forth.

Receiving this sexual stimulation from someone other than myself for the first time, powerful currents began to surge through my penis, and the size of my erection grew increasingly impressive, making my breathing rapid and rapid.

Aside from that penis, I was still just a kid, how could I withstand this kind of stimulation? In no time, I felt myself reaching the level that usually took me ages to achieve with a water jet, and it was stronger than ever before, like I was about to urinate, so intense it was unbearable.

"I peed…!"

Reaching my peak, my legs gave way and I collapsed onto my mother, knocking her against the wall as well. My injured left hand gripped her soft, stockinged thigh tightly.

Then, my penis, still held by my mother, instinctively thrust forward, for the first time ever, pushing half of the previously covered glans out from under the foreskin. The wide-open urethral opening pressed against my mother's thigh, clad in shiny, skin-colored pantyhose, and began to fiercely ejaculate my first virgin semen in eleven years.

Having never seen my penis ejaculate before, even when I masturbated with a water jet, now streams of thick, yellowish-white semen splattered all over my mother's stockings.

My mind was blank from the intense pleasure, but instinctively I wanted to grab onto something. I gripped my mother's stockinged legs tightly, thrusting my hips back and forth, making her delicate right hand rub my ejaculating penis.

Clearly, both my mother and I were stunned, leaning against the wall, unresponsive for several seconds. Only after I had finished ejaculating and my breathing had calmed down did I fearfully say, "Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu peed on your leg."

My mother, who hadn't reacted at all, finally smiled slowly. "Silly Xiaoyu, that wasn't pee."

"Not pee?" I asked, puzzled. "Then what was it?"

"Xiaoyu will know later." My mother chuckled, then withdrew her hand, pulled a towel from the wall hanger, and carefully wiped my penis, which had begun to shrink after ejaculation. The glans, which had been half-exposed, had retracted back into the foreskin.

As Mom wiped my penis with a towel, I unconsciously stared at her beautiful legs in stockings, stained with my semen, and a strange feeling began to sprout within me. After wiping my penis, Mom began to clean her own stockinged legs, stained with my virgin semen.

Looking back now, I think my relationship with Mom and my increasingly severe stocking fetish probably started around that time.

The next day after school, Mom came to pick me up from work. When we got home, Mom started preparing to give me a bath. I had fallen and hurt myself at school the day before, and then ejaculated on Mom's leg in the bathroom, leaving me so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got to my room, so I was still all dirty.

Mom knew I probably couldn't bathe myself, so she rolled up her sleeves and took me into the bathroom to help me undress. Mom probably thought she would have to change her clothes later anyway, so she simply wore her work suit while bathing me.

I was too young then to protest, but if it were now, I would definitely force Mom to take off her clothes and bathe me together, right? No, maybe not completely naked, just wearing stockings, and then… but that was much later.

“Oh, I forgot to take off my stockings.”

Mom was probably used to stockings being part of her clothes, or maybe she simply forgot to take them off before starting to bathe me. She only realized the black sheer pantyhose were still on her legs after she had undressed me and lathered me with foam. They were already half-wet, so she just continued bathing me in them. Hearing Mom say she forgot to take off her stockings, I felt strangely happy; my stocking fetish had definitely kicked in.

Mom rolled up her sleeves, squatted in front of me, and vigorously lathered me with foam. Then, instinctively, she lifted her skirt to her waist, exposing her entire lower body, covered in black pantyhose, to my view.

I could vaguely see a beautiful white thong through the crotch of Mom's stockings (I didn't know that was sexy back then). The half-wet sheer pantyhose made her snow-white thighs look exceptionally beautiful.

Mom rubbed my body until it swayed back and forth, so I had to put my left hand on her stockinged legs for balance, and also take the opportunity to indulge in touching the stockings. With something to see and something to touch, the little devil was absolutely thrilled.

Having already tasted the pleasure of her stockinged legs yesterday, today, before Mom even touched my penis, it was already erect, paying homage to her, growing bigger and more swollen, the red penis pointing directly at Mom's beautiful eyes.

Mom slightly raised her delicate eyebrows, pretending nothing was wrong, and continued to rub my body haphazardly. But no matter how she rubbed, she wouldn't touch my swollen penis. Having learned yesterday that it felt good for my penis to be touched by Mom, I cunningly walked to the toilet, then frowned and asked Mom for help, "Mom, Xiaoyu needs to pee."

"If you need to pee, just pee, don't be shy," Mom said with a smile.

"I can't pee..." I held my penis up to the toilet, looking down with a pained expression, swaying my erection back and forth. Actually, I didn't really need to pee, but having my penis constantly hard was really uncomfortable. Mom seemed to think for a moment, then, as if she couldn't stand me anymore, she reached out and wrapped her small hand around my penis.

Like a thief who had succeeded, I immediately turned around to face Mom, who was squatting down, letting her snow-white, delicate hand gently stroke my fierce penis that was pointing at her face.

"Why are you turning around, you brat?" Mom frowned, but her light movements didn't stop.

"No..." I said guiltily. Looking back now, I was really getting worse and worse back then, even knowing that semen shouldn't be shot in the toilet, but should be shot towards a beautiful woman to avoid wasting it.

"You brat..." Before my mother could finish speaking, I, who had absolutely no patience, savored the tender service my mother's hands provided to my penis. In no time, I felt a deadly pleasure rush straight to my spine.

Yesterday's feeling of wanting to pee to burst returned uncontrollably, and seemed even stronger. I thrust my hips forward, half of my glans protruding from the foreskin, and then ejaculated with unusual force onto my beautiful mother.

My second ejaculation since yesterday. This ejaculation, accompanied by waves of stimulating pleasure, was incredibly powerful. My mother, who probably thought she wouldn't be sprayed, accepted my facial ejaculation without flinching.

The first stream of white semen hit my mother's beautiful face directly, and the second, less forceful, shot onto her pantyhose, which were completely exposed after she rolled up her skirt, specifically onto her crotch. The third, weaker shot followed, with only a tiny bit landing on the bathroom floor.

"You brat…!" My mother was clearly frightened again after yesterday. Thinking back, it seems like she's been frightened (by semen) every day. My mother quickly released her right hand from my penis, trying to block the oncoming semen, but it was too late; the first two powerful shots had already hit her.

After the first two ejaculations, I immediately lost all my spurting power. No matter how hard I ejaculated, I'm still just a kid. I immediately pretended to be innocent and scared, as if it was all an accident.

"Mom, I'm sorry, Xiaoyu again..."

Mom gave me another look as if she couldn't stand it, then turned around to grab a towel to clean up. The not-too-thick semen slowly slid down Mom's pretty face, dripping down her chin.

The white semen that sprayed onto Mom's crotch, set against her black sheer pantyhose, was even more obscene than words could describe. Mom probably didn't expect a fifth-grader to have such spurting power, which is why she didn't even think to avoid it.

Mom quickly wiped away the semen on her face and stuck to the crotch of her pantyhose, and lightly patted my bottom reproachfully, saying, "Didn't you need to pee?"

"Oh." Only then did I remember that I should pee.

Although my main purpose was actually to get Mom to help me ejaculate, I still had to pretend to pee. I turned around so my limp penis was facing the toilet, barely managing to release a tiny amount of urine. Then, as if to hand it over, I turned back with a grin and said I was done.

"All done? Come on, flush."

Mom pulled me closer and started rinsing the soap off my body with the showerhead. She quickly dried me off, finally ending my somewhat unexpected yet incredibly stimulating facial ejaculation experience.

For a while afterward, although my left hand was better and I could move it, my right hand was still in a cast. So, Mom still had to bathe this lecherous little devil of mine. But ever since that first bath experience, Mom started remembering to take off her stockings first.

Although I could still see Mom's long, snow-white legs, I don't know if it was because I no longer had my favorite stockings, but I no longer got an erection as instantly as the first time. It would only get slightly erect when Mom lathered my penis with soap, and it would immediately subside as soon as Mom removed her hand and started rinsing me off. I couldn't use the urge to pee to get Mom to make me feel good anymore.

Although I couldn't enjoy that for the time being, perhaps because I behaved much better afterward, my mother probably only considered those two experiences as isolated incidents and didn't treat me like a little pervert. Her guard was lowered considerably. Sometimes she would come into the bathroom to bathe me wearing only a tank top, and you could even see that she wasn't wearing a bra under the tank top, with her two big breasts swaying under her clothes.

Occasionally, some water would splash on them, and you could almost see the two protruding nipples. At that time, although I was a little horny, I wasn't to the point of having "desire." At most, I was just curious about what those two big things looked like, swaying around as if they were very elastic, and wondered if they would feel good to touch.

The day that my mundane daily bathing routine changed again was a bit hot, and I was already covered in sweat and smelled bad before I even entered the bathroom. After my mother stripped me naked, she turned on the tap, but accidentally didn't control the water flow properly, and the hose jumped a few times, splashing water all over herself.

Mom looked like she'd worked up a good sweat all day. After thinking for a moment, she started filling the bathtub with hot water, then put her beautiful hair up in a bun and began taking off her clothes.

"Mom, how about taking a bath with Xiaoyu while we're at it?" Mom smiled innocently at me. Could I say no? I could only nod vigorously!

I'd forgotten how old I was when I last bathed with Mom; it was a long time ago, so I had no recollection. Maybe I'd gotten used to bathing alone since elementary school, so Mom's naked body felt like a memory from a past life.

I sat by the bathtub filled with hot water, watching Mom's movements. Mom slowly unbuttoned her white suit shirt, revealing her breasts encased in a pinkish-green bra; then she removed her beige suit skirt, slowly rolling down her sheer, flesh-colored pantyhose from her waist, revealing a pinkish-green lace thong that clearly matched her bra.

Just seeing this was already a bit much for me. Although I was only eleven, some things are controlled by instinct. My previously shrunken penis instantly began to swell and stand erect. I quickly jumped into the bathtub filled with hot water to hide my physical state.

My mother didn't notice my movements and continued to unhook her bra from behind. Then, a pair of snow-white, pink, yet enormous breasts sprang out of the bra and swayed in the air.

On top of the two firm, teardrop-shaped breasts, two small pink nipples defied gravity and stood upright, looking quite adorable. At the time, I didn't bother to figure out what size breasts such large were. Much later, my mother told me they were 34E.

My mother then pulled down her pinkish-green panties, bent over, and took them off her slender, long legs. The triangle area that was originally hidden under the panties had some sparse black hair at the very center. Although there wasn't much, it looked strangely mysterious and alluring. Despite knowing almost nothing about matters of men and women, this scene was enough to make my penis, soaking in the hot water, swell even larger.

My mother slowly stepped into the bathtub filled with hot water from behind me, like a lotus emerging from the water, to use a phrase I learned later. Caught off guard, she wrapped her arms around me from behind in the small tub, where I was still quite short at the time. Her two soft yet incredibly elastic breasts pressed lightly against my back before she gently leaned against the tub behind her.

Suddenly losing the wonderful sensation on my back, I instinctively leaned back, continuing to press against my mother's beautiful breasts. Because of this slight backward lean, my penis, which had been hidden in front, sprang up and stood erect, clearly visible to my mother behind me.

My mother didn't seem to have any negative reaction to my now-grown and erect penis. After a while, she gently said, "Our Xiaoyu has grown up."

Of course, I had no idea how I looked like an adult, but resting my head on my mother's breast awakened some memories of when I was a baby in her arms.

Did I really suckle from my mother's breast back then? It should have been a sacred scene, but now it was tainted with something unclean in my mind. My already erect penis swelled even more, and half of the red glans peeked out from under the foreskin.

"Mom, is it abnormal for my penis to look like this? Or is it sick?" I finally mustered the courage to ask the question that had puzzled me for so long.

I felt my mother behind me seem to smile. "This means Xiaoyu has grown up. His little penis has become a big penis, which means our little one has become an adult."

"Oh." Reassured, I turned around and knelt in the full bathtub facing my mother's naked body. A little embarrassed, I asked her, "I want to touch Mom's breasts."

Mom slightly raised her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows. "Shy little Yu, you're already a grown-up, why are you still touching Mom's breasts?"

Her tone didn't sound angry, and Mom didn't seem to react much afterward, just gently closing her eyes and letting me do as I pleased. I then stretched out my little left hand (don't forget my right hand was in a cast at that time!) and placed it on Mom's snow-white, large breasts.

A soft, smooth sensation returned to my palm, like an electric shock, yet it seemed to have a suction force that made me unable to pull my hand away. Without any instruction, I began to rub Mom's disproportionately large breasts with my left and right hands, inadvertently stimulating the two small pink nipples at the very top. This brought two cute blushes to Mom's cheeks.

At that time, I had no idea that Mom was aroused by my stimulation, and just kept rubbing them as if they were a fun toy. Mom kept her eyes closed, letting me fondle her breasts. Her body seemed to tremble slightly, as if she were enduring something.

After a while, Mom opened her eyes and reached out a hand from the water to grab my erect penis, making my shaft jump nervously. For a moment, I wondered if I had done something wrong.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell? Did Xiaoyu hurt you?" I asked innocently, a little worried.

"No, Mom just... um." Mom's cheeks were flushed, and she looked very beautiful in the rising steam. "Xiaoyu, you have to learn to wash your own penis from now on."

"How do I wash it?" I asked, puzzled.

"First, you have to peel off the foreskin..." Mom said, her right hand still holding my veined penis, while her left hand reached down and supported my testicles, making me shiver slightly. Then, her right hand exerted a little force to encircle my penis, and then gently pulled the foreskin down.

"...!!" Stimulated by the strange sensation, I couldn't utter a sound, watching as my glans, hidden under my foreskin for eleven years, slowly emerged from the hot water. There was a slight pain, but mostly an indescribable soreness and numbness. Then, a large, pink glans was fully exposed to the hot water.

"After this, you need to wash it with your hands..." My left hand, which had been supporting my testicles, moved up, extending slender fingers to gently stroke the glans back and forth, then moved to the groove where it met the shaft, carefully washing away the accumulated virginity smegma.

My inexperienced glans couldn't withstand such stimulation; within seconds, my entire penis swelled violently, the glans turning from pink to a frightening deep red. Then, waves of insane, deadly pleasure surged relentlessly from my erect penis to my brain, my urethra opened wide, and a torrent of white semen began to gush out into the hot water.

"Ouch!" With a startled cry, my mother released my penis and quickly stood up from the bathtub. At that time, I didn't understand how men and women reproduced, and I didn't understand why my mother reacted so strongly. To me, it was just the same thing that had sprayed out the last two times.

Later, I learned that my mother's reaction was because she was afraid that the semen I had ejaculated in the water could indirectly impregnate her. Although I didn't know if the semen of an eleven-year-old could impregnate a woman, it was still an instinctive reaction to avoid it. Looking back now, it makes sense. Otherwise, what if I, a fifth-grader, had accidentally become a father?

Stunned by my mother's reaction, I put on that innocent, frightened expression that looked like I was about to cry, as if I had done something terribly wrong. After my mother came to her senses, she saw that frightened little dog-like look on my face and quickly hugged my head tenderly, burying me in her soft valley of 34E breasts.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoyu, it's okay. Mom scared you."

My mother patted my back gently, pulled me to my feet, and continued to press me between her large breasts. Actually, I wasn't really scared, but if I could smell the milky scent, I'd be more than happy.

My penis, now between my mother and me after ejaculating, began to shrink rapidly. I asked my mother again, "My penis has shrunk again, is that normal?"

My mother nodded slightly. "After the white stuff comes out, the penis will shrink."

"Is Xiaoyu's penis too big?... My classmates don't seem to get as big as mine...?

" I asked anxiously. That was true; how could a fifth-grader know if his classmates would get erections?

"Xiaoyu's penis is really big..." My mother realized something was wrong as soon as I said it; it didn't seem like she was comforting me. Although I later learned that a big penis was a good thing, at that time I just felt uneasy.

"Xiaoyu, it's okay for your penis to be big, it's actually a good thing."

"Really? Why?" I looked up at my mother innocently.

"Well, Xiaoyu will gradually understand." Why did I feel like my mother's face was a little red when she said that?

"Mmm!" I finally smiled, overjoyed.

Mom didn't say anything more, just smiled and started bathing me with my arm in a cast. According to Mom later, my erect penis was already bigger than Dad's at that time (of course, it could also be that Dad's size was a bit small), almost the size of an adult. A short little devil with a big penis looked quite disproportionate.

Later, as I grew, my penis became even bigger, which was even more astonishing. So Mom often joked that I wasn't growing tall because all the nutrients I took in were being absorbed by that weapon. Of course, that's all in the future.

The day the cast on my right hand was removed was probably the most depressing day of my eleven years. To outsiders, being able to recover was the best thing ever. But only I knew that this meant I would lose the right to have Mom bathe me every day. Of course, I wouldn't show my disappointment; at that time, I didn't want Mom to think I was a nasty little pervert.

Mom was quite happy to see me recover, but I didn't have any special reaction. I just quietly went with Mom to have a celebratory meal. After returning home, exhausted from a long day and having a good meal, Mom took a shower (separately from me, of course) and quickly went to her room to sleep.

After Mom shooed me to my room, I felt a little resentful, so I hugged my little pillow and stood still in Mom's room. Mom was just about to take off her pajamas and get into bed, looking at me with a puzzled expression, wondering what was wrong.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

"I...I want to sleep with Mom," I stammered. Seeing that Mom didn't react much, I added, "Mom won't be able to shower with me anymore, so..." Before I could finish, Mom saw my slightly reddened eyes and quickly hugged me, tucking me into her bosom.

"Xiaoyu, be good, how about Mom sleeps with you?" Mom lowered her head and gave me a loving smile. I nodded vigorously, and Mom put me on the bed, then took off her light pajamas, leaving only her pale yellow bra and panties, before slipping under the covers.

"That's good, it's been a long time since I slept with my precious son," Mom said with a touch of wistfulness.

We lay down on the bed in Mom and Dad's bedroom, facing the ceiling. It had been so long since I'd slept with Mom, I felt a little lost, so I just lay there with my eyes tightly closed, but I could

n't fall asleep. After a while, I heard a faint rustling sound in the darkness, followed by the sound of a button popping open. I quietly opened my eyes and saw that Mom had taken off her bra. Perhaps Mom usually doesn't wear a bra to bed, but sleeping naked with her son made her feel a little embarrassed, so she wanted to wait until I fell asleep before doing so.

I vaguely sensed my mother turn over and face me back to sleep. I naturally shifted closer to her, then wrapped my arms around her slender waist, burying my head in her breasts.

My mother clearly hadn't expected me to be awake; she trembled slightly, but said nothing, simply wrapping her arms around me from behind. Taking advantage of the situation, I opened my mouth and took one of her nipples into my mouth, eliciting a soft moan from her.

"You little pervert," I

muttered, my mouth filled with her pink nipple, my hand resting on her firm buttocks. My penis began to swell uncontrollably, stretching between her legs. My mother chuckled, nonchalantly lifting one leg slightly, trapping my engorged penis between her thighs through her shorts.

I was quite content with the situation and didn't push my luck further. Maintaining this blissful state of sucking on my mother's nipple while my penis was held between her thighs, I drifted off to sleep. But

things don't always go as planned.

After my first experience sleeping with my mom, it became perfectly normal for me to lie down in her bed. Not only at night, but also on holidays when she wanted to take a nap, I would naturally squeeze in with her. My mom, both amused and exasperated, called me a clingy little rascal. And she clearly underestimated my threat.

At first, she thought I just wanted to relive the feeling of breastfeeding as a baby, but it turned into me needing to suckle every time I slept. She always said I was in fifth grade but still like a baby in a cradle, never growing up. And it wasn't just that I sucked and touched her big breasts; my penis would get erect every time.

My mom didn't seem to mind, probably because of maternal love's tolerance for its child. And as she got used to my little whims, she gradually started to escalate things.

Originally, I was content with this level, after all, I was still just a slightly lecherous little devil. But then things changed. It was a Sunday when it happened. I was obediently doing my homework and reviewing my lessons at home, while my mother, unusually, had to leave early in the morning dressed neatly for an important company meeting.

After returning home at noon, she quickly prepared lunch for us and then went to her room for a nap without even changing her clothes. What does this mean? It means that my mother was still wearing her work suit, and she hadn't even taken off her pink and white sheer pantyhose.

My mother lazily lay down on the bed, pulled the covers up, and prepared to fall asleep. I automatically squeezed onto the bed with her, and then, just as automatically, started to unbutton my mother's bra.

My mother probably felt uncomfortable sleeping in a bra, so she reached up and loosened the back clasp of her bra and closed her eyes again. I pulled up my mother's purple lace bra, and a pair of beautiful breasts bounced out with amazing elasticity.

After I sucked on my mother's cute pink nipples, my penis began to swell and stand erect rapidly through my shorts. Unlike usual, today Mom was wearing pink and white pantyhose, making me irresistibly want to kiss her.

I quickly kicked off my shorts and underwear in bed, then, thinking I was being careful, pulled Mom's tight skirt up to her waist, and thrust my bare, large penis directly into the crotch of her thighs, tightly bound by her pantyhose.

The swollen shaft rubbing against Mom's delicate, transparent pantyhose was so pleasurable I lost all sense of direction. Then I remembered how Mom used to masturbate me until I ejaculated, and instinctively, I arched my back and began thrusting my fierce penis back and forth between Mom's stockinged thighs.

Mom initially didn't intend to pay attention, but I was sucking on her nipples tightly, and at some point, I started licking them with my tongue. My penis, no smaller than an adult's, greedily continued thrusting through Mom's thin pantyhose and lace panties, even occasionally hitting her most private parts, causing Mom's face to flush red.

"This little devil is getting more and more lewd."

I didn't answer, just chuckled to myself, while my burning-hot penis continued to slowly poke and squeeze between my mother's pantyhose legs. My mother was probably really sleepy, not knowing how long I was going to keep going like this, so she simply used her pink and white stockinged thighs to clamp my swollen glans, and then used her soft, boneless little hands to stroke my shaft, trying to make me ejaculate quickly.

With my glans clamped between her pink stockinged thighs and receiving the attentive service of my mother's jade hands, the lewd little devil quickly became so aroused that he pressed his head against my mother's chest, licking and sucking her nipples even more vigorously, and then his lower body couldn't take it anymore and kept thrusting forward.

Before long, a feeling of about to burst began to flow through my throbbing penis. Finally, I thrust my penis forward, forcefully inserting the shaft between my mother's soft thighs, and then began to violently ejaculate several thick, white, cloudy streams of semen.

Several incredibly pleasurable thrusts ejaculated more semen than before, spraying it all between Mom's alluring pink legs in stockings, some even splashing onto the bed.

A few seconds later, the ejaculation finally ended. Mom, her face flushed from my ministrations, sat up, took off her now sticky stockings, grabbed some tissues from the bedside table, wiped her legs and the bed surface, and then lay back down to continue sleeping.

"Satisfied, little pervert?" Mom asked with a smile, her face still flushed.

"Yes, thank you, Mom!" I wrapped my arms tightly around Mom's waist, continuing to place my gradually softening penis between her legs, enjoying the afterglow of my orgasm.

As I mentioned before, what goes around comes around. After that, every few days before bed, I would use my erect penis to thrust between Mom's legs, making her willingly masturbate me until I ejaculated. Later, several times, Mom took her afternoon nap wearing pantyhose, just like today. I would ejaculate directly between her pantyhose legs.

Because every time I thrust my erect, red penis into Mom's pantyhose-clad legs, I ejaculated very quickly and forcefully, Mom seemed to vaguely realize my particular fetish for pantyhose. After that, Mom wore pantyhose to nap even more often. I don't want to interpret it as Mom intentionally trying to seduce me; to put it more subtly, maybe she wanted me to ejaculate quickly so she could sleep peacefully?

We never explicitly discussed this secret between mother and son; perhaps we just accepted it as an unspoken intimate act. This continued until Dad returned home after a long business trip.

For a long time, Dad basically lived at home, leading a very regular work life, which temporarily halted this relationship between Mom and me. I obediently went back to my room to sleep, temporarily forgetting about these things, preparing for the new lessons after entering sixth grade.

One night, I stayed up late in my room reading comics, probably past midnight. My mom usually doesn't allow me to stay up late; she usually puts me to bed by 10:30, so according to her, I should be sound asleep by midnight.

But that night I stayed up late, so I sneaked out of my room to get some water before going to sleep. Just as I went downstairs and reached the kitchen, I suddenly heard some strange noises coming from my mom's room.

Curious, I went over and found that the door to my mom's room was ajar. I pressed my face against the crack and peeked inside. A sight I had never seen before appeared.

My mom was lying on the bed, her upper body completely naked, wearing only black, opaque velvet stockings. There was an opening in the crotch of her stockings, revealing some sparse black pubic hair. My dad was between my mom's legs, his face pressed against her genitals, rubbing against her like a puppy licking something.

My mom was panting heavily with my dad's movements. Then Dad suddenly sat up, reaching down to hold something between his legs... probably his penis, pressing against Mom's genitals.

"Honey, I'm going to pee now."

"Come on, Daddy." Then, what was probably a penis magically disappeared from where Mom was urinating.

I was incredibly surprised to see this. In my mind, that place covered by fine black hair was where Mom urinated; I never imagined I could put a penis there.

After Daddy put his penis in, he started thrusting back and forth with his hips, just like I had done with my penis between Mom's legs. Daddy tilted his head back, looking like he was enjoying it immensely. Although Mom had been panting when Daddy licked her, she didn't seem to react much after he put his penis in.

"Ahhh, it's coming, it's coming!" Only about ten seconds after it went in, I saw Daddy thrust his lower body forward forcefully and then lie motionless on top of Mom.

"So good..." Not long after, Daddy rolled over to the side and fell into a deep sleep.

Mom sat up expressionlessly, glanced at Dad who was already asleep beside her, sighed slightly, and then got up to walk out. Startled, I quickly hid behind the sofa in the dark.

She pushed open the door and came out. Mom's large breasts bounced with her movements, defying gravity and standing firm. Her black, opaque, open-crotch pantyhose looked incredibly lewd in the dim light.

Underneath what I initially thought was urination, a few drops of whitish liquid were dripping, looking very much like what I ejaculated on Mom when I reached my climax, only much less.

Mom walked to the laundry basket in our master bathroom, slowly pulling the pantyhose down from her waist, then gracefully lifting one stockinged leg to remove it. She then turned it over and pulled the pantyhose completely off her other leg, placing it on top of the laundry basket. Then I went back to my room and closed the door.

I swallowed hard, came out from behind the sofa, went to the laundry basket, and, unable to resist, picked up the open-crotch black pantyhose. I examined it closely, making sure it wasn't stained with my father's white fluid (if it were, I probably wouldn't want to touch it). Then I brought it to my nose and inhaled deeply. There was a unique scent of my mother's body, mixed with some of her sweat, but it wasn't pungent at all. On the contrary, it blended with my mother's scent into a very alluring aroma.

My hands trembled as I pulled down my pants, retracted the foreskin from my glans, and then, very slowly, slipped one end of the pantyhose onto my already swollen penis. The delicate feel of the pantyhose transmitted through my swollen glans, and I almost instantly lost my mind.

While desperately sniffing the other pantyhose, I frantically masturbated my throbbing penis with my hand, just like my mother used to do to me. My mind was filled with the image of my mother lying on the bed, glued to my father. My desire quickly swelled like my penis, and I rubbed it back and forth faster and faster, fully enjoying the dual stimulation of smell and touch from the black velvet pantyhose.

Suddenly, my mother's door opened, and she walked out naked. I was stunned and remained frozen in place, but the extreme tension made my penis, encased in the black pantyhose, feel like it had snapped, and it began to spurt out torrents of white fluid from the tip. My mother was dumbfounded, watching me smell the pantyhose and masturbate with it on my penis. She stood there naked and motionless.

Only after I had finished ejaculating did she seem to come to her senses and walk towards me, squatting down beside me to remove the pantyhose from my penis. Then, she used the dry part of the pantyhose to wipe the remaining semen from my penis. Not quite clean enough, she grabbed a few more tissues from the living room table and carefully wiped my gradually limp penis clean.

"Mom, I... sob... I'm sorry..."

Feeling guilty for being seen, I finally started sobbing like a real child. Mom just looked at me with loving eyes and said softly, "Mom doesn't blame Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is Mom's dearest son." Then she hugged me tightly and patted my back gently.

It took a long time before I stopped crying. Then, looking at Mom's beautiful face, I said, "Mom, you don't blame me?"

Mom's eyes were full of warm love. "How could I blame Xiaoyu? No matter what, Xiaoyu is Mom's precious baby." Then she kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly again.

Knowing that Mom wasn't angry with me, I immediately felt relieved. I wiped my tears and snot from my face and quickly kissed Mom's cheek back. Then, I ran back to my room with a smile through my tears. I vaguely heard my mother say, "Sigh, I just came out for a drink of water... This little rascal has really grown up."

Looking back now, it's clear my mother's love had finally expanded to spoiling me, which led to the uncontrollable situation later on.

A few days later, my father received another long business trip order and quickly left home again. After my father left, it was back to just my mother and me. After experiencing the pleasure of masturbating with my mother's stockings last night, I became inseparable from them.

When my mother wasn't home, I would secretly take her worn stockings to smell and put them on my penis to masturbate. Every time I ejaculated inside the stockings, relying on my mother's indulgence, I wouldn't even wipe them clean before putting them back in the laundry basket, still sticky.

Since my mother had already said she didn't mind, it seemed unreasonable to scold me now. After getting used to it, I even masturbated when my mother was home. On several occasions, it was particularly outrageous that my mother would take off her stockings and go into the shower, and I would follow right after, taking the still-warm stockings from the laundry basket and masturbating until I was covered in semen.

When maternal love turns into indulgence, and tolerance into permissiveness, that's when things are about to happen.

That night, after a long while, I went back to my mother's room, hugged my pillow, and asked to sleep with her. My mother didn't say anything, just smiled and patted the bed next to her, indicating that I should lie down. Then, as usual, she took off her clothes, leaving only a pair of lace panties, and carefully covered me with the same large blanket.

I naturally shifted my position in the blanket, hugged my mother from behind, and reached out to squeeze my mother's snow-white breasts, then inserted my engorged penis between my mother's legs. My mother probably thought that today would be just like usual. So she reached back and gently grasped my penis, stroking it softly.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?" Mom didn't stop what she was doing to me, she just made a soft sound.

"I want to do Mom like Dad does."

Mom's whole body trembled when she heard this, and her hands stopped moving. So I added, "That night, I saw Dad put his penis into Mom's genitals."

Mom was stunned and didn't know how to respond. She probably didn't expect that I not only stole her pantyhose to masturbate that night, but also saw her having sex with Dad.

"Was Mom unhappy that day?"

"Huh?" Mom was a little confused.

"I saw Mom sit up after Dad fell asleep, and she looked very unhappy."

Mom remained silent. She probably didn't know how to explain it to me. Was it because Dad's penis was too short, or because Dad ejaculated prematurely? Can I tell my son this?

"So I want to make Mom happy, if I can do better than Dad..."

"Silly Xiaoyu, do you know what Dad and Mom are doing?" Mom said, turning around to face me and pulling me closer, burying me in the valley formed by her two huge breasts.

"That's something only boys and girls who like each other can do."

"I love Mom the most!..." I said, a little breathless, "Doesn't Mom like me?"

"Mom loves Xiaoyu the most too, but we can't..."

"Mom, you said having a big penis is a good thing, right? My penis is bigger than Dad's, so I should be able to do better than Dad." I pressed on, "Xiaoyu or Dad, who does Mom like more?"

"Silly child, of course I like Xiaoyu the most." Mom answered me quickly without any doubt, and her grip on me tightened even more.

"Then why can't we do that?" I asked innocently.

Mom really didn't know how to answer. The silence between us lasted for several minutes, and Mom just held me quietly without saying a word. After a long while, she pulled me up to sit, turned on the bedside lamp, and then said to me earnestly, word by word, "You can't tell anyone about Mommy and Xiaoyu, okay? Absolutely, absolutely not."

Of course, I happily nodded and nodded vigorously in agreement, my inner cheers almost bursting out of my chest. I immediately added the extra request I had always dreamed of: "Mommy, can you... wear those stockings with holes in the bottom?"

Mommy's eyes widened, waiting for me to explain further. "I like seeing Mommy in stockings, some shiny, some transparent, black, gray, white... they all look so good. Every time I see them, Xiaoyu's penis gets really big, so..." I was a little embarrassed to continue.

"You little rascal, you're so lewd!" Mom chuckled and lightly tapped my head. Having figured out my sock fetish after all this time, she quickly got out of bed, naked, her large, teardrop-shaped breasts swaying as she rummaged through the closet. She found a pair of black, semi-transparent, open-crotch pantyhose, then quickly pulled off her black lace thong. With incredibly elegant movements, she stretched her legs in front of me, then very slowly, starting from her toes, letting me watch her carefully put on the stockings.

My already somewhat softened penis, upon seeing this incredibly erotic stocking show, immediately hardened into a fierce dragon, pointing directly at the black pubic hair peeking out from Mom's open crotch.

Looking at the change in my lower body, Mom exclaimed, "Xiaoyu's penis is really big."

"Really?" Of course, I didn't understand. But receiving Mom's praise made me quite proud.

After putting on her black open-crotch pantyhose, Mom gently sat back on the bed, seemingly contemplating her next move. As if on cue, I immediately voiced my thoughts.

"Xiaoyu, would you like to lick Mommy's pee-pee area?"

Mom chuckled softly, then shifted her position, lying down in front of me and presenting her alluring lower body to me, gesturing for me to look closely at her dark, finely haired area.

"Look at this, this is where you pee," Mom's slender finger pointed to an area, then moved down to a small, round bump. "This is called the clitoris, it's what Xiaoyu wants... if you want to lick it, lick this side." Mom's tone clearly betrayed her shyness, but sex education needs to be done while the iron is hot; if even Mom herself couldn't continue, the rest would be over.

Before Mom could react, I immediately bent down and stuck out my tongue, beginning to lick the small pink ball Mom had just pointed to, causing her body to tremble violently.

Knowing I'd done the right thing, I instinctively increased the speed of my licking, causing my mother's body to writhe uncontrollably, her breath coming in soft gasps.

Just below the small round ball, a spot covered by two small things began to moisten as I licked it, and the moisture seemed to increase from nowhere.

I tried licking it; it had no taste, just a slightly astringent feeling, but it aroused my burning desire. I also moved my hands down to her beautiful legs in stockings, which I had been dreaming of, and rubbed them through the delicate black stockings, feeling incredibly comfortable. My mother

's writhing intensified, and her soft moans finally broke out. Perhaps she hadn't expected me to be so talented in this area, and the incestuous act between mother and son clearly brought her extra pleasure.

Under my relentless, rapid tongue assault, Mom suddenly opened her mouth and let out a soft moan. A large amount of clear fluid flowed from her lower body, which was covered by her two small labia, and then her body suddenly slumped down.

"Mom, what's wrong?" I hurriedly looked up at her and asked, while simultaneously shoving the fluid from her lips into my own. It was strange; Mom hadn't explained what the liquid was. Maybe it was urine? But I just knew that doing this was definitely the right thing to do. Perhaps, in some ways, sex really is an instinct we're born with.

"Xiaoyu…Xiaoyu is so good at this, Mom feels so good." Mom, her eyes hazy, gestured for me to come closer.

I moved forward slightly, and then Mom proactively reached out and hooked her arms around my neck, pressing her pink, kitten-like mouth against my lips. Stunned, I just stood there, letting Mom kiss me.

Mom then actively used her soft tongue to pry open my mouth, exploring inside. With my quick comprehension, I slowly began to respond to my mother's movements with my tongue. Our tongues licked and sucked at each other, making soft, smacking sounds in the quiet room.

The act of French kissing my mother left me completely blank. I felt so happy and comfortable, as if I were floating. It felt like we could never get enough of each other, and we maintained the kiss for a long, long time, until my hands supporting me on the bed began to tremble, and I collapsed between my mother's beautiful breasts, before being forcibly stopped.

"This is kissing," my mother said, panting and smiling. "Do you like it?"

"Yes!" I answered forcefully. It was indeed very comfortable, but not mainly physical; it was the exchange of saliva and the intertwining of our tongues, as if we were having a spiritual exchange. It was intoxicating.

"So, are you ready to do...make love with Mom?" my mother asked shyly.

"Yes! Make love with Mom!" I perked up and quickly sat up.

For my first time, Mom probably didn't intend for me to use anything too difficult; she just let me use whatever she saw. So we maintained the position of Mom lying down and me kneeling, moving our lower bodies slightly closer so that Mom could reach out and encircle my hot, erect penis.

Mom pulled me forward a little more, pressing me against the spot where she had been getting wet, and said, "These two things covering each other are called labia. You insert Xiaoyu's penis through the hole in the middle, and that's the vagina. Then, after it's inside, Xiaoyu's penis can move back and forth..."

"Will Mom feel good?"

"Mom will feel good." Mom blushed and turned her head away, not daring to look at me. "Xiaoyu will feel good too." After saying that, Mom just slightly opened her beautiful legs in stockings, forming an M shape, and continued to look to the side without saying anything. I knew it was my turn to shine.

I grabbed Mom's smooth, alluring legs in black stockings and slowly placed the hot head of my penis between her pink labia. A warm, moist sensation immediately spread to my glans, making my whole body tremble.

Then, unexpectedly, my engorged penis suddenly began to throb, uncontrollably spurting streams of thick, sticky semen into my mother's vagina, one spurt after another, leaving her lower body slick with fluid.

Then, exhausted, I collapsed onto my mother's large breasts. My mother knew I had ejaculated uncontrollably, but didn't say anything, only gently patting my back to comfort me.

"Mom, I'm sorry… I've become even worse than Dad." I gasped, lying between my mother's breasts.

My mother chuckled, "You know you're worse than Dad?"

"That day, after Dad put his penis into Mom's… vagina, he peed right away."

"Silly child, that's called ejaculation." My mother gently hugged me. "From now on, Xiaoyu will be even better."

"So, from now on, I can too?" I said happily.

"It's a secret between Xiaoyu and Mom."

"Mmm!"

Thinking that I could continue to make love with my mother, I excitedly regained my erection. Mom felt something hard pressing against her stockinged thigh, and a surprised expression appeared on her flushed face: "Our baby got hard again so quickly!"

"I don't know why, I just thought about being able to make love with Mom in the future, and I..." My penis started to itch again, and I couldn't help but rub it against Mom's thigh again to seek pleasure.

"This time, let Mom do it, baby, lie down and don't move."

So I lay flat on the bed, my menacing penis pointing straight at the ceiling. Mom lifted one of her beautiful black stockinged legs and gently straddled my lower body.

"Relax." Mom's face was full of seductive charm, her rosy lips slightly parted, and then she closed her beautiful eyes, aligning her labia with my erect weapon, and sat down very elegantly.

"Ahhh..." Just as my glans slowly pushed open Mom's small labia, we both groaned in unison.

Whether it was due to inexperience or my father's incompetence, my mother's vaginal opening was unusually tight. Although it was wet and hot, the feeling of my glans penetrating was still incredibly difficult. Seeing my mother, despite being a mother, also in pain from the penetration of my large penis, her entire body trembled.

I concentrated all my strength in my lower body, holding back from ejaculating, because the pleasure my mother's honeypot was giving me was too intense. When my mother's beautiful legs in stockings trembled as she sat down to the very bottom, watching my huge penis disappear completely into her body was incredibly shocking.

It felt as if thousands of tentacles inside my mother's flower path were constantly and powerfully massaging my penis; even the slightest movement was enough to make me ejaculate profusely.

After my mother sat completely on me, her pert buttocks, covered in black open-crotch pantyhose, took a few deep breaths, giving herself some time to adjust to my thick, disproportionately large penis. My mother took my hands and placed them on her firm, 34E breasts, and I began to knead them without hesitation.

Having experienced many times nursing while sleeping with my mother, I knew I needed to massage not only the entire breast but also the two adorable pink nipples. My mother tilted her head back, panting softly, seemingly thoroughly enjoying my caresses.

After she had become more accustomed to my thick penis inside her, she finally began to move her alluring, pantyhose-clad buttocks, using her warm, wet vagina to stroke my penis.

Perhaps because I had already ejaculated once, although the exquisite sensation from my mother's warm, moist vagina was almost maddening, I was able to maintain a near-critical state, continuing my battle with my mother's snow-white body.

After it had heated up, Mom's slender, snake-like waist began to move in mesmerizing arcs, her two enormous breasts swaying up and down with her movements, making me dizzy. I only wished my hands were big enough to grasp them completely and fondle them at will.

One hand remained on her breasts to continue the assault, while the other moved down to caress her legs, which I loved most, clad in stockings. The feel of Mom's stockings was incredibly delicate, perfectly complementing her long, slender yet shapely legs—it was simply irresistible to a man.

I completely failed to understand how I could hold back my ejaculation under such extreme stimulation. Perhaps it was my unwillingness to succumb to the allure of my sexy, lustful mother, my spirit transcending the limits of my body, that allowed me to continue resisting that overwhelming magic, relentlessly thrusting into her flower-like opening from below.

"So good, Mommy feels so good, ahh... Baby's cock is so thick, it's killing Mommy... killing Mommy..."

Mommy was riding on my cock, twisting wildly, her beautiful face flushed with excitement, her phoenix eyes tightly closed, her moist lips bitten so hard they were almost bleeding, desperately trying not to scream.

I was so turned on that my mind went blank, all I could see was Mommy's perfect body riding on me, panting softly, the weapon inside her being squeezed and rubbed beyond its limit by her wet, tight hole, on the verge of numbness and loss of control.

"Mom... Mommy... I'm about to..." I felt my lower body begin to convulse violently, I opened my mouth wide and barely managed to utter a few words, clearly on the verge of an explosive ejaculation.

"Ahh, baby, Mommy is... dead... ahhh...!!" With a wanton, high-pitched moan, Mommy's beautiful buttocks, covered in black pantyhose, slumped down, her flower path suddenly gripping my thick, powerful cock tightly.

My glans, nearly numb with pleasure, thrust upwards, pressing firmly against the core of my mother's body. As I ejaculated a torrent of thick semen, I simultaneously enjoyed the scalding warmth of her vaginal fluids washing over my glans from the depths of her body.

I grabbed my mother's large breasts and squeezed them hard, as if trying to squeeze out milk. My lower body, with all its might, thrust upwards against my mother's alluring, stocking-clad buttocks, as if trying to penetrate her entirely.

This numbing climax lasted for an unknown amount of time; I felt my powerfully ejaculating penis show no sign of stopping, as if my mother was draining me dry with its unrestrained spray. My mother, in turn, continuously exchanged hot fluids with me deep within her body until our genitals were overflowing with a large amount of sticky, white semen.

When she finally felt her strength exhausted and stopped ejaculating, my mother collapsed limply forward onto me… or rather, pressed her large breasts against my face. We remained motionless in that position, feeling as if our brains had been drained. For a long time, all I wanted to do was lie there and rest.

After catching my breath, with my semi-erect penis still inside my mother, we rolled over to face each other. My mother straddled one of her long, pink legs, allowing me to talk while stroking her stockinged thigh. Then she began to speak.

She said that my father was indeed impotent, both in size and with premature ejaculation. Of course, she hadn't initially intended to have sex with her son. She often let me have my way out of it out of indulgence; after all, it was just the little devil being mischievous, nothing serious would happen. However, my mother

also said that my penis was unusually large, and after seeing it a few times, she couldn't help but compare it to my father's. My father was mostly away from home, and when he did come back, he was only left unsatisfied. My mother was a normal woman with normal physiological needs, and she was even quite sensitive. So, in the end, she thought it was better to keep the fun within the family and give it a try with her son.

I asked if I did okay. She said that at first I was a little slow to react when I was on the verge of climax, but the next time it was so pleasurable that she cried out in agony. Maybe it was because I was really big and thick, or maybe it was the forbidden pleasure of incest with her son that stimulated her, making her realize for the first time in her life that sex could be so wonderful.

"So from now on I can always be with Mom..."

"You little pervert! I must have owed you something in my past life."

I happily took the initiative to kiss my mother, and she responded enthusiastically with her tongue. I think the days to come will inevitably be filled with erotic excitement.

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