Chapter 66

I stepped forward, avoiding the urine that my mother had sprayed all over the floor, and once again parted my mother’s pink and tender vulva.

The mother did not resist, but silently opened her powerless legs. Indeed, the uterine cleansing had brought devastating damage both mentally and physically, and she was no longer able to fight back.

“Slutty mom, spread your cunt open with your hands, hurry up!” I grabbed my mom’s breasts.

“Yes…” Mom obediently used her hands to separate her labia majora.

“Mommy, did you feel better after peeing? Now it’s time to apply the medicine.” I squatted between my mother’s legs and took out the aphrodisiac to apply evenly to my mother’s vulva.

This time, Mom didn’t avoid my movements. Instead, she actively thrust her hips towards my hand to make it easier for me to apply the ointment. Mom felt a cool and refreshing sensation in her lower body, and her expression relaxed slightly.

Compared to the previous merciless ravages, this became a kind of solace.

“How shameless, getting so excited over a little aphrodisiac.” I caught my mother’s fleeting expression of satisfaction.

Satisfied, I withdrew my finger from my mother’s honey pot. Then, I stuffed my finger, now smeared with aphrodisiac, into my mother’s mouth and stirred it around.

My mother cooperated with my play, her nimble tongue wrapping around my mischievous fingers, while her mouth sucked on them, making wanton “tsk tsk tsk” sounds.

“Slutty mom, close your legs. Are you waiting for your son to fuck you if you keep them open like that? There’s a limit to how shameless you can be.”

The mother, blushing, immediately straightened her long, slender, snow-white legs, enduring the pain in her private parts, and squeezed her legs together.

I am my mother’s nemesis. No matter what she does or says, it will become a synonym for lewdness in my eyes.

“Stick your sexy legs out!”

My mother was forced to raise her two jade-like feet, which were pressed together, and stretch them out in front of me. Her smooth, jade-like feet were pointed and trembling.

My mouth had already started licking my mother’s leg, one hand holding her leg, the other hand caressing her private parts.

The mother, sitting in the chair, was breathing heavily with her eyes closed. It was clear that she was conflicted, wanting to resist yet also enjoying herself, and her face was flushed.

I’m quite skilled with words, so I started by holding my mother’s calves, taking off one of her high heels, smelling it a few times, and saying with a smile, “Mom’s feet smell so good, did you wear perfume?”

“Um, no, no, it’s just that I take baths more often.” Mom seemed a little incoherent in the chair.

I started licking my mother’s feet, my saliva wetting her flesh-colored stockings, and I was intoxicated by the scent of my mature mother.

First, I put my toes in my mouth and licked the joints of my toes with my tongue. Then I tore open the stockings with my teeth and licked them one by one. My mother’s feet are small and her toes are slender. I used to think my mother’s feet were beautiful, but I didn’t feel anything special. Now it seems that they can be described as a sex organ.

I started licking my mother’s soft, white soles with my tongue. Her stockings were torn down to her heels. My mother’s moans came and went. Reason and primal urges were intertwined and swirling in my brain, fighting each other.

After licking her feet enough, I stuck my tongue into my mother’s private parts. I didn’t stop touching her private parts while I was doing other things. Now it seems that liquid has soaked through her underwear and stockings, and the water stains are very obvious.

As I licked it, I praised, “Mom, your vaginal fluid tastes good, it doesn’t smell fishy. You really are very clean. Why don’t you try some?”

As I spoke, I dipped my hand in some drinking water and wiped it on my mother’s lips.

Normally, Mom would definitely feel disgusted and resist strongly, but now she was so engrossed in the moment that she subconsciously stuck out her mouth and licked it.

Seeing all this made me even more excited, so I buried my head between my mother’s legs and started working hard. My mother’s moans began to rise and fall rhythmically with my movements.

Then I pinched my mother’s nose and forced her to open her mouth and swallow another aphrodisiac. My mother’s body gradually changed. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled up, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose up all over her body. Her eyes were filled with lust, and the painful yet pleasurable desire burned within her again. The overwhelming tide of desire in her private parts surged and overflowed.

Despite her desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing couldn’t be hidden. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, her body gradually changed. She felt hot and weak all over, her breasts swelled, and a tingling, itchy sensation rose in all her body. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, and she was burning with a painful yet pleasurable desire. She struggled to resist, not letting her lustful thoughts control her, and her face showed pain due to the contradiction.

Seeing my mother like this, I walked up to her and hugged her tightly.

“No, don’t… Ugh!?” Before Mom could finish speaking with her angry lips, I pressed my lips against her tender red lips and kissed her forcefully. This startled Mom again, and she tried to resist, but I held her tightly in my kiss. At the same time, her two struggling silk-stockinged legs were clamped between my feet, forcing Mom to twist her weak body. Under the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, she breathed in the passion and comfort of her son.

I opened my mouth wide, as if I wanted to swallow my mother’s lips whole, and launched a fierce attack. My tongue swirled violently in my mouth, wrapped around my mother’s tongue, and began to suck.

“Ugh! No! Ugh… Ugh… No… Don’t… Ah… Ugh… Uh… Uh… Uh…” When Mom came to her senses, her tongue was wrapped around mine in her mouth, and this deep kiss gradually brought her into a feeling of both fear and excitement. She felt her heart pounding wildly, and her brain was in a state of chaos. Her two beautiful legs in stockings, which were held between her own son, also shook off their high heels, exposing a pair of sexy stockings-clad feet, which were clenching their soles and toes in a struggle.

“Mom, I love you, I really love you.” I suppressed my inner impulse, first using sweet words to calm my mother’s emotions, and then gradually unraveling the truth.

“Ah no~~ Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…” The cunning me didn’t give my mother a chance to think. I seized the opportunity and launched a fierce kiss on those two fragrant lips. The kiss completely captivated my mother. She tried to resist in a daze, but in her daze, her fragrant tongue became entangled with mine.

This time, I kissed her even deeper and more fiercely, pushing my saliva and my impulse into my mother’s sweet little mouth along with my tongue, and sucking on her saliva and her smooth, tender tongue, as if I was determined to win this first battle well, because only in this way could things follow naturally.

“Oh…uh…uh…uh…” At this moment, my mother had indeed fallen for my trick. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, her mournful eyes gradually closed, and then she kissed her relaxed son passionately, both conflicted and enjoying the moment. Her hesitant resistance gradually turned into soft, submissive sounds. It all seemed so real and unreal, as if my mother was caught in a cycle of making the best of a bad situation. What should she do?

Should we continue down the wrong path?

I’m afraid I can only follow my instincts and the guidance of aphrodisiacs.

“Ahhhhhhh, no, no, no… I can’t, ah… I can’t…” As soon as my tongue was pulled out of my mother’s fragrant lips again, this cold and beautiful mother, who knew she was violating morality, immediately resisted and said.

However, I stopped talking and just licked my mother’s neck and earlobes with my tongue. This time, my mother really couldn’t take it anymore.

“Ugh… Ah… No… Ah… Ah… Please… Ah ****” The strong aphrodisiac forced Mom to lose her courage, and the tragedy of incest between mother and son made Mom lose her way. Mom is now like a light boat in the waves. Although she is very unwilling, she is pushed around by me at will, just like Mom’s freed breasts, which are pushed and rubbed by my hands.

“If this continues, my son will drag me into an abyss of incest…” The mother became wet again, trembling with shame.

I put one arm around my mother’s shoulder and lowered my head to continue sucking on her tongue.

“Mmm…mmm…” The mother’s red lips and tongue were both occupied by her biological son, who then put his saliva into her mouth. The mother trembled, her breathing became heavy, and a soft, lewd sound came from deep in her throat.

“Oh my god… I actually drank my son’s saliva…” The taste of her own son hit her, and the beautiful and elegant mother was struck dumb. Her last bit of sanity was swallowed up by lust. Her tongue could no longer be controlled. It stretched out and intertwined tightly with her own son’s tongue. Her tongue was too tempting. I recklessly entangled my tongue with her soft and weak tongue, licking every corner of her mouth without caring about anyone else.

My mother’s eyes were filled with a melancholy look. Her tongue intertwined with mine in her cherry-like mouth. The pain from before had vanished without a trace, replaced by boundless excitement. We sucked on each other, our lips met, and we kissed passionately, sucking, licking, and holding each other’s mouths, exchanging saliva as if the saliva in each other’s mouths contained the love between mother and child.

“Ah…ah…” Due to her rapid breathing, the mother desperately tried to pull her mouth away, and her limbs trembled greatly. A sound like sobbing came from deep in her throat. Her reserved body was collapsing in shame, giving up resistance. Her eyes were tightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, and the mother slightly opened her cherry-like mouth, slowly sticking out her small tongue.

I touched my mother’s tongue with the tip of my tongue and drew a circle. My mother stuck her tongue out a little more, and my tongue tip touched the side of her trembling tongue even more carefully.

“Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm! Hah! Hah! Hah!” After my entangled tongue left my fragrant lips, my mother, still in a daze, began to pant nervously, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her own son. Her expression was a complex mix of emotions; she wanted to resent her son, she wanted to scold her son, but her lips, having tasted passion, could only twitch incessantly.

“No…son…you’re pushing your mother into an abyss, and there will be no turning back for her~~”

“No, son, I’m not trying to push you into the abyss, but to send you to heaven. I want you to be happy because I don’t want to see you so sad. The person who makes you sad doesn’t deserve you.” Although I was forcing myself to be happy, I still sounded quite romantic when I spoke.

“Ah…son…ah…no…” At this moment, I saw that my mother was covered in fragrant sweat, her vulva was soaked, and her pretty face was as red as if it were bleeding. She lowered her shy and helpless face and said: “…please…don’t do this to your mother…”

I looked at my mother’s naked body and lewdly said, “Mom, you’re most beautiful like this!”

I caressed my mother’s naked body: her porcelain-smooth back, her delicate, white hands like snowflakes, her slender, delicate waist, her long, snow-white legs like scallions, her beautifully curved, round, and high buttocks, her beautiful jade feet—all of which were incomparably beautiful in color and elasticity. Her full, firm, and snow-white breasts had delicate, pale pink nipples that were alluring and slightly erect. Her private parts, including her mons pubis, shimmered with the luster of her vaginal fluids.

The mother tried to stop him, but a surge of heat came from the spot where her own son touched her body, and she felt weak and about to collapse. I supported her waist and held her in my arms. In her panic, the mother made a last-ditch effort to cover herself by pressing herself against her son’s chest.

Although I felt my mother’s body was soft and warm, I still pulled her away, unable to resist, exposing her jade-like body to my eyes. Her firm, soft, and large breasts stood upright, their proportions perfectly balanced and full of beauty. Her flat and soft abdomen connected to the plump, protruding part between her thighs, like a mountain, followed by the valley between her legs. And below that mountain peak between her legs was her fleshy vulva, which I had violated to the point of being a mess. Her pink labia, after being violated multiple times, bloomed like flowers, and a milky white mixture of semen and vaginal fluid flowed faintly from the center of her vulva, making my blood boil.

My gaze aroused and shamed my mother’s body. She closed her eyes tightly in sorrow, wishing she could disappear into a hole, and muttered in despair, “Alas…it’s finally come to this…I can’t resist anymore…I’m finished as a mother…”

I held my mother’s breasts in my hands, my palms swirling and caressing her firm, taut breasts. I kneaded her translucent, flawless white breasts, feeling their soft warmth and indescribable comfort. My left hand climbed further up to her nipples, gently kneading them. The beautiful pink nipples, though not yet touched, were already round and swollen. Remembering my childhood experience of breastfeeding, I took her right breast into my mouth and suckled, making a soft, sucking sound. I would occasionally bite her breast lightly with my teeth and lick her nipples with my tongue.

At this moment, the mother couldn’t help but let out a moan or two. It was obvious that the soft, tingling pleasure on her breasts was making her unable to resist. Her beautiful face flushed red, her breathing became rapid, and the two pink nipples on her white breasts became engorged and erect. Anyone who saw this would understand that the mother had a shameful reaction to the violation of her own son.

A mother’s body is, after all, a mature flesh. After being developed and nourished by her own son, her carnal desires have been fully aroused. She is sensitive, alluring, full, and rounded, subtly exuding an irresistible allure.

I caressed her wantonly and played with her wantonly; my mother was immersed in the sensory stimulation and showed a dazed and charming appearance.

I lifted my mother’s beautiful legs, held her delicate feet, and gently kneaded them.

My mother’s feet are soft and delicate, smooth to the touch; her toes are tightly closed, slender and smooth; her pink nails are exquisite, small and crystal clear.

The entire foot is well-proportioned, without any flaws, and has a fair and rosy complexion.

I stroked it from left to right, loving it so much I couldn’t put it down; I couldn’t resist opening my mouth to lick and suck it.

Mom was going crazy with pleasure. She never thought that simple foreplay could bring such great pleasure. Waves of unbearable sexual desire surged through her body. She started to writhe, her breathing became more labored, and honey-like fluid overflowed from the fleshy opening at the base of her thighs.

The mother’s body writhed incessantly, and her juices flowed freely.

By this time, I was extremely busy. I used a variety of techniques, each one of which tickled my mother’s itch. I sucked her toes, licked her labia, sucked her clitoris, and bit her nipples. I was good at everything. I tickled her soles, licked her little feet, pinched her buttocks, and touched her thighs. I did everything with care. My mother’s two pink labia were like wet flower petals, blooming with a seductive charm. Her tender vulva opened and closed, making soft, erotic “plop, plop” sounds.

I traced my mother’s beautiful black hair, followed her soft, smooth, and firm back, and then moved my fingers along her firm thighs and round buttocks, gently caressing her. First, I slowly stroked the base of her thighs, then turned to the mysterious vulva area inside. My fingers skillfully explored the gradually moist and slippery labia petals, and then I inserted them into the labia to explore the entrance of her vagina.

My mother’s sensitive body had already been aroused when I played with her breasts earlier, and now, with her private parts being stimulated and teased in this way, her entire beautiful naked body trembled involuntarily.

Like a seasoned pro in the flower garden, I would occasionally slip into the crevice between my mother’s snow-white buttocks like a curious child, and begin to carefully caress the petals of her private parts.

My hands were rubbing my mother’s vulva and breasts. My mother felt an unprecedented excitement and pleasure. Two blushes rose on her cheeks, and her beautiful eyes revealed a seductive look. My own son was playing with my body so lewdly. Instead of rejecting my son’s rudeness, my mother was looking forward to it.

Simultaneous attack on two of her most sensitive and embarrassing areas caused her body to gradually become hot, with an indescribable pain and itching sensation that spread throughout her lower body.

Naturally, I wouldn’t miss the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. I immediately intensified my attack, burying my face between my mother’s thighs and kissing her mysterious private parts with my mouth. My tongue licked her labia petals while probing into her vagina to suck the love juice that was gradually flowing out of her honey hole, making a series of lewd licking and sucking sounds.

“Ah…ya…no…no…woo…ah ah…ah…no…woo…oh…”

Under my vigorous licking and sucking, my mother, lying naked on the bed, twisted her delicate body, emitting soft moans that were a mixture of complex emotions, including shame, indignation, humiliation, and immoral pleasure. Her long, slender legs involuntarily parted, pressing my face tightly against her mysterious vulva, allowing my tongue to probe more skillfully into her tender little cunt. Warm, sticky, lustful fluids gushed out more and more from my mother’s increasingly aroused honey pot.

I slowly peeled back the two tightly closed red petals with my right middle finger and inserted it into the secret cave hidden under the fragrant grass. As soon as I inserted it, the dignified image that my mother had always tried to maintain in front of her biological son completely collapsed. She reacted violently, shaking her white head, and an involuntary moan came from her cherry lips. At the same time, she frowned, and her toes also lifted up, trembling slightly.

Without pausing, I gently tapped the Jade Gate and plunged straight into the cave. I felt that the cave was not only narrow, but also had a great suction force. My fingers, which were deep inside the secret cave, were tightly wrapped by the warm, wet, tender flesh. Even now, it would be difficult to break free from the thirsty restraint of my mother’s secret cave. Just inserting the front joint of my middle finger, I felt an indescribable pressure and comfort.

When the fingers broke through the flesh and touched the most sensitive part, the mother felt an unbearable anxiety and fear for her own sensitivity. She cried out in her heart, “No… I can’t let my own son play with me like this anymore. I am his own mother…” But from the depths of the petals, nectar slowly seeped out, something the mother could not control.

It made my mother feel incredibly ashamed, but another feeling of fullness and fulfillment clearly traveled from her whole body to her brain. Although my mother, who was naturally chaste, kept forcing herself not to make a sound, waves of pleasure surged as my fingers became completely intertwined with hers. My fingers, inserted into her petals, rotated like a stirring rod, as if I were being pushed to the heavens. Her petals, opening in the moisture, shamelessly and wantonly clamped down on the unreasonable intruder, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft, wanton “Ah!” In an instant, she experienced a blissful sensation.

I heard my mother’s voice filled with pleasure and coquettishness. I carefully rubbed my mother’s clitoris and petals, playing with my mother’s most private parts. My fingers diligently lingered inside her tight and wet vagina. My mother kept moaning and groaning, and her panting became more and more frantic.

Inside her secret cave, her son relentlessly thrust and dug. With each intense digging of his fingers, she could feel her secret cave shamelessly leaking out some honey-like fluid, flowing down her inner thighs and groin onto the bed. The lewd, squelching sounds rhythmically matched her son’s digging, repeatedly shattering her dignity. Finally, her lower body unconsciously twisted and arched, just like a long-deprived slut.

She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, her consciousness was becoming hazy. All she could see was her mother’s vulva, which had been a pale pink and tightly closed, now turned outwards. The raised petals emitted a bewitching glow, and the flowing nectar had already soaked her entire thighs and the sheets, exuding an indescribable lewdness.

My hand slowly withdrew from under my mother’s buttocks. The stimulation of my fingers suddenly stopped, and my mother felt the swelling pleasure abruptly end. An overwhelming emotion swirled within her. When my mother regained her senses and opened her eyes, she was shocked to see her own son’s enormous, steaming penis, its size terrifying. The veins on the shaft throbbed, and the glans glowed faintly red. My mother felt both fright and shame, and quickly closed her eyes and turned her head away, unable to look any longer.

A look of surprise and embarrassment crossed Mom’s face, making her appear even more delicate and pitiful. A surge of conquering pleasure rose within me, and I felt an even stronger urge to ravage and humiliate this feigned shame before me. I quickly asked, “Slutty Mom, do you want your son to send you to paradise of pleasure with his big cock?”

Hearing this question, the mother felt ashamed and wanted to commit suicide, but the lust in her body tempted her, telling her that she had not yet tasted the most wonderful pleasure in the world. As long as she abandoned all her original morality, dignity, and shame, she could reach the happiest paradise. But the mother was still struggling, her pretty face was flushed, and two lines of clear tears flowed from her beautiful eyes.

I lifted my mother’s soft buttocks with my hands and pushed hard, making my usually noble, dignified, and virtuous mother straddle my waist like a sexy and charming AV actress. I spread my hands apart my mother’s delicate and moist vulva, and the tip of my penis pressed against my mother’s hot and beautiful peach blossom cave. My hands, supporting my mother’s weight, gently caressed my mother’s delicate and beautiful buttocks.

As her own son’s glans pressed against her vulva and rubbed against her vulva, the mother seemed to suddenly realize that although her virginity had been forcibly taken from her by her own son, it was shameful to continue down this path of depravity.

So Mom started to resist, pushing my shoulders with her hands and saying, “No, really no, please spare Mom, please.”

“Mommy, you’re already wet down there, why are you saying no? Let your son help you quench your thirst!” I used the head of my penis to separate my mother’s labia majora and rubbed her vulva and clitoris.

The mother’s entire body trembled with excitement. The burning hot penis was like a death warrant, making her unable to help but recall the feeling of her own son brutally raping her. Her tender flesh, which had lost its virginity to her own son, was now spasming and leaking lustful fluids, as if inviting the invasion of her own son’s penis. The mother, who was in a state of confusion, gently bit her delicate red lips, turned her head to the side, and stopped talking.

Seeing this, I grabbed my mother’s ankles and pulled up her two beautiful legs in stockings, then casually draped them over my shoulders. This position opened my mother’s tender vulva once again in front of my penis, the swollen and protruding delicate opening facing my trembling, erect penis.

I gazed quietly at my mother’s beautiful face, as smooth and delicate as jade. Her fair and tender skin was rosy and glowing, making her indescribably beautiful.

I knelt between my mother’s legs, lifting her snow-white thighs. My mother seemed resigned to her fate, closing her eyes tightly and turning her face to the side. I triumphantly pressed the head of my penis against the crevice of my mother’s vulva, gently touching her plump labia. I felt it was slippery and wet, and the honey-like fluid overflowing from her vulva seemed to be even more abundant than before.

I glanced at my mother again. Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, and her small, snow-white hands were clenched into fists, stiffly placed at her sides, as if she were waiting for the impending fatal blow.

I stretched out two fingers and parted my mother’s tight vulva; the pink flesh inside trembled slightly as if in spasms.

I pressed my thumb against the head of my penis, aimed it at the vaginal cavity, and the huge, purplish-red head of my penis kept grinding against my mother’s tender opening, which had become a wet mess. The labia below my mother were already extremely wet and slippery with her vaginal fluid. Suddenly, the head of my penis, the size of a small egg, ruthlessly forced open the two tender labia, and my penis pushed in inch by inch.

“Hmm… I really shouldn’t… Waaah…” Although the mother had decided to ignore her son’s abuse no matter how he mistreated her, she couldn’t hold back any longer when her warm, tight, tender flesh was violated inch by inch by her son. She twisted her naked, snow-white body and cried out in pleading.

I thrust forward forcefully, parting the plump, tender labia, and my huge cock slid in all at once.

With a “plop” sound, the thick, large penis was fully inserted into the mother’s extremely empty, long-awaited, wet and tender vagina.

“Mmm~!” Mom sighed deeply, feeling both comfortable and ashamed. Her voice trembled, her body twitched suddenly, her toes curled together, and her long, shapely legs stood straight up. The tender flesh inside her honey hole tightly wrapped around the penis, and the sticky honey juice instantly overflowed, covering the penis in a thick layer, as if it had been coated with starch.

I looked down and saw that the thick, hard penis was stretching my labia wide open, and the tightly closed opening looked as if it had been forcibly torn open.

I took a deep breath and slowly pushed into the depths of her honey hole again. My glans, like breaking through fat, squeezed open the tender flesh of her hole until it reached the very core of her flower.

Even through the condom, I could still feel the scalding heat inside the vagina and the folds of the vaginal walls.

Mother frowned deeply, biting her lip tightly, refusing to utter a sound. Her snow-white skin was flushed red, glistening and beautiful.

Although the glans had already touched the clitoris, I was still not satisfied, so I pushed harder, pushing the tender flesh of the clitoris inward a little more.

Just like I remembered, that tender flesh was still delicate and soft, gently wrapping around the glans, which felt very comfortable.

To my surprise, there was an unusually large amount of vaginal fluid inside. The entrance was completely blocked by my penis, and the slippery nectar kept overflowing, wet and cold, as if I had lost control of my bladder. It flowed down my buttocks and soaked a large area of ​​the bed sheet.

I looked at my mother’s face and saw that it was flushed and indescribably charming.

Reluctantly, he pulled his penis out, and just as the glans was about to leave the entrance of the vagina, he thrust it forward sharply, inserting the entire penis back into his mother’s honey hole.

A muffled groan escaped my mother’s throat, and she gripped the sheets tightly with both hands. I could no longer hold back and began to thrust my penis rapidly into my mother’s vagina.

My mother kept her eyes closed and bit her lower lip. Her body swayed back and forth as I bumped into her. Even though she was still wearing her pajamas and was in a bad mood, I could still clearly see the surging waves of her breasts.

If a mother is always so silent and unresponsive, what’s the difference between her and a silicone doll? That would be so boring.

I lifted my mother’s beautiful legs, hoisted them onto my shoulders, leaned forward, and suddenly thrust my thick, hard penis into her honey hole, then began to fuck her quickly and powerfully.

The bodies collided, producing a series of crisp ‘slap slap’ sounds.

The mother’s thighs were almost pressed against her chest, and her body was almost facing away from her.

Perhaps the position was a little uncomfortable, because although the mother tried her best not to groan, some intermittent muffled groans could be squeezed out from deep in her throat.

I already ejaculated once, and my penis is still wearing a condom, which greatly reduces its sensitivity.

I really wanted to take off the condom and truly feel my mother’s vaginal cavity, but I also knew that now was not the time, so I had to give up.

To make up for this regret, I could only increase the intensity of my fucking, without paying attention to any techniques, thrusting again and again until the very end, with the sole purpose of making my mother make a sound.

My penis was going in and out of my mother’s vagina. My thick, hard cock was like a pile driver, going in and out of her vagina quickly, rolling and turning the swollen labia back and forth, stirring the honey-like fluid inside the cavity into a milky white paste, making a ‘gurgling’ sound with each thrust of my cock.

My mother’s body swayed with my movements, and the chair creaked. She turned her face to the side, her features almost contorted, her teeth clenched around her lower lip, looking like she was in great pain. Even so, she refused to make a sound.

“Mom, wife, did you enjoy being fucked by me?” I deliberately said some dirty words to provoke my mother.

The mother acted as if she hadn’t heard and didn’t respond.

As I increased the intensity of my thrusts, I continued, “Tell me, is it good? Does it feel good to be fucked by your husband and son?”

My mother gripped my back in pain, and I was so in pain that I temporarily forgot to thrust. My penis was buried deep inside her, the head of my penis pressing hard against the soft, bouncy cervix, with such force that it felt like I wanted to pierce it through.

“Hmm~!”

The mother couldn’t help but let out a short groan.

I was overjoyed. That short, clear moan sounded like celestial music to my ears. I began to grind harder against her.

At first, my mother retaliated by increasing the pressure on my arm, but soon she let go and instinctively grabbed my arm, her body tense as if resisting the excruciating pain.

Unfortunately, to my disappointment, no matter how hard I tried, my mother did not groan again.

After a brief standoff, my mother suddenly slapped my arm a few times and managed to utter the word “move”.

I didn’t react immediately and asked blankly, “What?”

“Move a little.” After saying that, Mom turned her head to the side, looking extremely embarrassed.

I paused for a moment, then grinned and said, “Yes, ma’am! Mom, my wife!”

After saying that, he pulled his penis back, and the glans left the uterine cavity. The mother visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

I took my mother’s legs off my shoulders, pressed my hands against the inside of her thighs, and tried my best to spread them apart.

I positioned the head of my penis at the entrance of her vagina and said, “Mom, wife, your son wants to fuck you.”

My mother didn’t respond. I didn’t care anymore and started thrusting my incredibly hard penis in and out of her tight, soft vagina.

Faced with the rapid, relentless fucking, the mother remained silent.

But the mother’s stubbornness and refusal to give in had a unique charm.

I fucked harder and harder, my cock pounding into my mother’s honey pot, shouting repeatedly, “Call me husband and son, hurry up! Call me husband and son!”

“No…don’t…um…”

Seeing my mother’s ashamed expression, I forced my head over for a kiss. Before she could react, her tongue was already wrapped around mine. I frantically sucked on her tongue and then forcibly sent my saliva to her. My mother felt nauseous, but it was too late; the deed was done and she could only passively accept it.

“Mom, you’re really tight down there, you’re absolutely top-notch. You must not masturbate much. I’m just helping you, Mom, you’ll thank me later.” I wanted to break down Mom’s defenses, but she remained unmoved, just staring blankly at me and at the point where our bodies were joined. Her pubic hair was already wet, clumped together, and my short pubic hair kept pricking her labia and the tender flesh between her thighs. Mom wondered if she was really so lewd, being raped and humiliated by her own son for days, yet still experiencing pleasure.

About ten minutes later, I was clearly at the final moment. I gritted my teeth and thrust hard, my usual refined tone completely gone, and said, “I’ll fuck you to death, you slutty mother. You had a good time today, didn’t you? Son, I’ll fuck your cunt raw. You pretended to be so demure. I’ll fuck you until you’re pregnant.”

At this moment, my mother also became scared and pushed me hard, not wanting me to ejaculate inside her again. But how could my mother’s weak body resist me? My mother was pressed into the chair and could not move. Finally, I ejaculated all my semen inside her.

My mother felt a surge of heat inside her body, and that long-lost feeling made her tremble. Her vagina began to tighten, gripping my penis.

Suddenly, Mom let out a long breath, and a surge of heat rushed out from her uterus, pouring onto my glans, causing her to ejaculate.

(I…I actually came again…by my own son…I’m…done…)

Mom looked up, her gaze blank, tears streaming down her face.

I excitedly untied the ropes binding my mother: “You slutty mom, look at you, you can even orgasm from being penetrated, what are you pretending for? Just be my woman.”

“Get out, you beast! You raped your mother! She didn’t do it willingly!” Hearing such humiliating words after her climax, my mother immediately sobered up, pushed me away, and then slapped me hard across the face, cursing hysterically.

Although my face was burning with pain, I immediately reacted, leaned forward, and pressed my penis down hard. Before my mother could react, I aimed at her wet vagina and thrust it in fiercely.

My glans pressed against the tender uterine flower again, and my mother couldn’t help but frown, let out an “Ah!” and widened her beautiful eyes, looking at me angrily.

A blush spread across my mother’s face. After staring at me for a moment, she began to pound my head hard.

At the same time, my body struggled violently, as if trying to throw me off my mother.

“Mom, what’s this about voluntariness? We’ve done what we should have done, and we’ve done what we shouldn’t have done. Anyway, I’ve already raped you so many times, so once is the same as once, and a lifetime is the same.” I hugged my mother’s sexy body, my big cock hard against her smooth skin. I said seriously, “Besides, if my own son’s penis entering your body counts as raping you once, then I raped you when I was born. Don’t forget, this big cock came out of your womb.”

“You…you’re just being unreasonable…that’s different…” Although she knew her own son wouldn’t let her off the hook, seeing his terrible attitude, my mother argued while tapping my back with her delicate hands, but I obviously didn’t care.

My mother’s vagina was exceptionally tight, and the tender, smooth feeling was enough to make me tremble with pleasure, so I couldn’t feel any pain at all.

I pinned my mother down, spread her fair, smooth legs wide apart, almost making them a straight line. Then I pushed my hips back, and as my glans was positioned at the entrance of her vagina, I thrust hard, reaching her very core and burying myself back into her smooth, beautiful vagina.

The mother clenched her teeth, her face contorted in pain, and she looked like she was having a hard time.

But the cavity was full of honey-like fluid, and the flesh walls gripped the penis, constantly wriggling.

Normally, one shouldn’t be that sensitive after ejaculation, but the tight yet soft entanglement is truly unbearable.

“Um!”

I don’t know what my mother is feeling right now, but I can’t stand it. After pausing for a moment and catching my breath, I started to pinch my mother’s slender waist and thrust my penis in and out of her honey hole. The tingling and pleasurable sensation was so irresistible that I wanted to shove my scrotum into her hole.

My mother’s plump and delicate body seemed to struggle and resist beneath me, her left hand gripping the bed sheet, her right hand clenched into a fist, hitting my head hard, but she refused to utter a single groan.

Because I pushed her legs forward into an M shape, her fair and delicate toes dangled in mid-air, swaying back and forth with the thrusting motion, an indescribable allure.

I could sense that my mother was trying to maintain her last shred of dignity as a mother, while also waging a desperate battle against her own rising desires.

The thought of my usually aloof and elegant mother being pinned down by me, relentlessly fucked, and forced to display such a shameful posture, brings a psychological pleasure that is truly indescribable.

“To me, it’s no different. Mom, think it over carefully. If you keep refusing to give in, I’ll really keep you locked up here and rape you for the rest of your life.” I whispered seductively in my mother’s ear, “Besides, even if you manage to escape, what then? Will you put me in jail? Don’t forget, Mom, I have so many videos of you being promiscuous. I’ll definitely spread them before I get arrested, and that will expose the fact that you were raped by your own son. Good Mom, if Dad finds out, will he still want you? What will your colleagues at the police station think of you, the goddess of the police force?”

“No…no…” The mother couldn’t argue anymore. She knew that every husband wanted a pure and chaste wife. If her husband knew that she had been defiled by her own son, raped to the point of death, and possibly even pregnant, he might not divorce her for the sake of the family’s reputation, but she would never be able to hold her head high again.

Suddenly, Mom looked up at me with hopeful eyes and pleaded, “Don’t do this… Xiao Lun… you… you come back with Mom, okay… as long as we don’t tell anyone…”

“Mom, you’re still thinking about the impossible.” I interrupted my mother with a cold laugh. “Mom, you’ve already been raped to this state by me. If you don’t submit, do you think I’ll let you go? Besides, I’ve raped you for so many days and ejaculated so many times. Your belly is full of my sperm now, and you’re definitely pregnant. Not only can I not turn back, but you can’t either. We can never go back to the way things were! Mom, just be my woman! This is your only choice, and the best choice.”

The mother shuddered, staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering to herself, “Why did this happen… why…”

I shouted, “It’s all because of Mom’s carelessness! Mom and I have already had sex! For the sake of this family, Mom has no choice but to obediently be my woman! Don’t forget! Mom’s belly is full of my semen! She must have been pregnant for a long time! Does Mom want to send her own son to prison while she’s heavily pregnant? Can our two families afford to lose face like that?”

Looking at my mother’s beautiful face, as delicate as a pear blossom after the rain, my desire rose like a flame. I couldn’t help but kiss my mother’s rosy lips. My mother was at a loss, and at first she subconsciously dodged, but then she reluctantly let me kiss her lips tightly.

I kissed my mother’s small mouth hard, but she kept her lips tightly closed to prevent my tongue from entering. I suddenly thrust my big cock in, and my mother opened her mouth with a “ah” sound. Then my tongue invaded and curled up around my mother’s fragrant tongue for a passionate kiss.

I thrust in and out a hundred times in one go, the sounds of flesh colliding echoing one after another.

The mother had changed slightly; her brows were furrowed, her teeth were biting her lip, her breathing was rapid, and she could hear soft panting coming from her throat from time to time.

The force of her struggles was less than before, and her right hand stopped hitting my back and instead gripped my back tightly.

At the same time, the honey-like fluid in that soft, white, steamed bun-shaped opening increased even more, like a flood that had been released. With each thrust and movement, the vaginal fluid and semen leaked all over the bed.

My mother’s reaction excited me even more. I quickly pushed her two beautiful legs up and placed them in front of her snow-white, flat abdomen, and began to thrust and pound rapidly.

My mother’s beautiful buttocks were lifted up, making her plump and protruding mons pubis appear even fuller. As I thrust rapidly from top to bottom, her tender labia were pulled in and out, and her pink vulva greedily swallowed and spat out my penis. Crystal-clear nectar mingled with the pink flesh of her vulva and kept overflowing out, as if it were about to be pounded up.

My mother gripped my arms tightly with both hands, her neck stiffly raised, her brows furrowed, staring at me fiercely, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

I had never seen my mother so embarrassed.

Our eyes met, and we remained silent for a moment. My mother, perhaps unable to bear my undisguised and fiery gaze, turned her face away, deliberately avoiding my eyes.

At the same time, the tender flesh inside the vagina seemed to entangle even more tightly, like countless tiny baby hands, gripping the thick, hard penis tightly, twitching and writhing incessantly.

The entire honey hole was like a black hole, and the powerful suction made one tremble all over.

I went faster and faster, and my mother’s body trembled as I pounded into her, her plump breasts bobbing up and down, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier, but she kept her red lips tightly closed and refused to let out a moan.

I paused for a moment, then gently brought my mother’s two fair and shapely legs together and pushed her body to position her in a side-lying position.

Then, place both hands on the mother’s waist and hips and continue thrusting and fucking.

My mother kept her eyes closed the whole time, neither struggling nor stopping me, letting me manipulate her body as if she had become somewhat numb.

I felt the time was right, so I lay down on my side behind my mother, lifted her right leg, raised it up, thrust my hips, and continued to fuck her quickly.

Because of the position, the penis couldn’t penetrate deep into the vagina, giving the feeling of hitting a cow from across a mountain.

However, it was very effortless, and I could hug my mother’s delicate body from behind. Moreover, my mother’s vagina was very high and the opening was tight. The two tender fleshy petals tightly gripped the shaft, constantly turning out as the shaft went in and out, accompanied by the lewd sounds of intercourse. That feeling was enough to make one lose their mind.

My mother’s plump, round, and perky buttocks are full of soft, fleshy texture, and I can enjoy that soft and bouncy feeling every time I thrust into her.

I slipped my arm under my mother’s armpit and placed my hands on her soft, white breasts, kneading them forcefully.

With each thrust, his hot breath sprayed onto the back of his mother’s neck.

My mother seemed a little uncomfortable and bumped me slightly with her shoulder.

Before long, I was surprised to find that a layer of fine keratin particles had appeared on my snow-white skin, but it did not affect the beauty at all.

It seems that Mom is not as calm as she appears.

After thrusting for a while, I forcefully opened my mother’s tightly closed cervix, kneading the soft, hot flesh of the cavity all the way, and slammed hard into the tender, bouncy core of her uterus.

“Mmm~!”

A slightly painful groan escaped from her tightly closed red lips.

Afraid that my mother would notice something was wrong, I remained motionless, buried deep inside my overflowing, honey-scented vagina.

The tender flesh walls inside the cavity tightly wrapped around the erect penis, both tight and hot; the labia of the vaginal opening opened and closed, like a fish’s mouth, constantly squeezing and sucking the base of the penis.

You can even clearly feel the wrinkles being slowly stretched and flattened as the penis enters.

I secretly glanced at my mother. Her cheek was resting on her left arm, and her right hand was gripping the sheet tightly, trembling slightly; the tiny goosebumps on her smooth, fair skin were even more noticeable.

It was obvious that the mother had strong feelings, but she kept them to herself and refused to express them.

I held my mother tightly without moving, my pubic bone pressing against her soft, plump buttocks, our lower bodies tightly connected, enjoying the suction of her tender flesh.

She stayed there quietly for half a day, and her mother never noticed that the penis inside her vagina had become completely smooth.

Just as I was about to resume thrusting, my mother suddenly asked coldly, “Are you feeling quite smug right now?”

I was taken aback by her question, not knowing what she meant.

Without thinking it over, he blurted out, “No.” After hesitating for a moment, he changed his words and said, “Yes… a goddess like Mom can actually be like this by her son… I’m really… very proud.”

My mother had her back to me and didn’t say anything. Seeing that she didn’t speak, I continued to thrust. I slowly pumped in and out of my mother’s tight and beautiful vagina, my glans pushing open the tightly wrapped flesh walls and expanding the vaginal cavity into the shape of a penis.

As the penis thrust in and out, the mother’s body trembled slightly. Although she clenched her teeth and refused to make a sound, her occasional twitches suggested that she had reached her limit of endurance.

The moans during sex, whether from pain or pleasure, are a natural bodily instinct. The reason the mother is holding back is simply because she can’t show her true nature in front of her son.

What I need to do is help my mother and dispel her concerns.

I laid my mother flat and straightened her body, then knelt between her legs, reverting to the normal male-on-top position.

I lay on top of my mother, my glans inside her, pressing against the soft, bouncy flesh of her vulva, and I lowered my head to kiss her lips.

My mother turned her head to the side, dodging the attack, and instinctively pushed me with her hand.

My first attempt failed, so I chased after my mother’s lips, trying to kiss her, but she dodged me repeatedly and glared at me fiercely.

I was afraid my mother would really get angry, so I didn’t dare to be too outrageous and had no choice but to give up.

Then he remembered his mother’s pained expression and how she looked like she was in great pain, so he decided to do the same. He buried his penis deep inside her vagina, without thrusting or pumping, but just pressed the head of his penis against the clitoris and remained still.

“Mmm~!”

As expected, Mom frowned, her thin lips parted slightly, and she let out a delicate, short moan.

I pressed my whole body against my mother’s, almost flattening her full, melon-like breasts.

With the pubic bones touching, the mother’s mons pubis, which is naturally quite high, is soft and bouncy like a freshly steamed bun. Pressing hard on it, it’s so tender it’s almost as if juice is being squeezed out.

The glans pressed against the soft flesh of her vulva, gently kneading it as if giving her a massage. Her mother’s pretty face turned red, and she bit her thin lips tightly, as if she was making her last effort to endure.

And I wasn’t much better off; my glans was soaking in the center of my vagina, feeling both tingly and numb, almost to the point of numbness.

That tender, delicate flesh must be Mom’s Achilles’ heel.

It was as if I was competing with my mother; I pressed against the pressure point and refused to move an inch.

Compared to before, this time without the condom in the way, the mother could feel the burning heat of the glans more directly.

Before long, my mother grabbed my shoulders tightly with both hands, and her two bent legs began to sway gently.

Fortunately, I had already ejaculated once, so my glans wasn’t too sensitive, and I could still manage to hold on.

Mom hasn’t experienced an orgasm yet, and she hasn’t had sex in so long, she must be feeling very uncomfortable.

To be honest, Mom was really quite voluptuous; her vaginal fluid kept gushing out, flowing everywhere, sticky and slippery.

“Mom, are you feeling unwell?” I asked deliberately.

The mother tensed up, holding her breath, and refused to respond.

I pulled my penis back a little, and without the pressure from the glans, I could clearly feel the uterine cavity bounce back.

My mother glanced at me sideways and was about to catch her breath when I used all my strength to thrust my penis in hard. The head of my penis hit the soft, tender flesh of my uterus like a bell being struck.

“Um……”

The mother arched her body upwards suddenly, unable to help but let out a sweet and ambiguous moan. Her swollen vulva seemed to be pierced through, and streams of hot, lustful fluid gushed out from the depths of her vulva like a spring, warmly coating the glans with a layer of thick semen.

I looked down and saw my mother’s body tense, one hand gripping my arm and the other clutching the bed sheet, her mouth wide open and her brows furrowed, trying to shout but unable to make a sound.

My intention was to sneak up on her and make her moan more freely, but I never expected that this one move would actually bring her to orgasm.

I suddenly realized that what my mother said just now, saying that this was the only time, wasn’t it a warning to me? Or was she deliberately finding an excuse to indulge herself because she knew I was about to lose control?

Thinking of this, I excitedly thrust in and out a few times, then pressed the head of my penis against my mother’s clitoris again.

“Ah~!” Mom let out a long moan, as if she had finally caught her breath.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were glazed, and he looked extremely distressed. He gasped, “Ah…no…ah…get up…get up…”

I refused to listen to my mother and pressed her down, my glans pressing tightly against her plump uterine flower. I moved my hips and kept kneading her, as if I wanted to knead that tender flesh through. I was drenched in hot vaginal fluid.

The tender flesh of her honeyed hole tightly gripped my penis, convulsing as if in spasm. The pleasure made my legs go weak, and my bones felt like they were melting.

“Gently… um… ah… get up…” Mom started hitting my arm hard.

As if in revenge, I pressed down hard against her clitoris, and in a daze, it felt as if I had pierced her cervix. My glans went in another section, as if it had entered an extremely tight fleshy pot, surrounded by soft flesh that tightly wrapped around my glans and kept wriggling.

I was startled, thinking I had really hurt my mother. I tried to pull out, but the wonderful feeling I had never experienced before was so comfortable that I clenched my teeth and kept gasping for breath.

“Ouch! Ah…”

My mother let out a soft cry and bit my shoulder, her little mouth trying to hold back a sound. Her whole body was covered in fragrant sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water, shiny and smooth, full of hormones, and very sexy.

At the same time, her snow-white, flat abdomen twitched incessantly, the tender flesh inside her vagina gripping the shaft tightly, and the hot, sticky vaginal fluid gushed out like someone who had lost control of their bladder.

I immediately felt streams of heat hitting my glans. The tingling and pleasurable sensation was so intense that I thought I would thrust a few times, but I couldn’t hold my breath, and streams of hot, thick semen shot out from my urethra, hitting the uterine wall hard.

Before her orgasm had subsided, the heat from my semen caused her body to convulse again. She bit down hard on the pillowcase and yanked the sheets with both hands as if she wanted to tear them apart.

…I lay on top of my mother, panting heavily.

As Mom gradually recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm, she struggled to wiggle her hips and pulled my penis out of her vagina.

I was very dissatisfied with my mother’s actions. My big cock trembled, and although I ejaculated again, my penis still did not completely soften.

I looked down at my mother’s honey hole. Since the penis had just been withdrawn, the soft and tender bun-shaped hole had not yet fully closed. The somewhat swollen opening opened and closed like a fish’s mouth. I could vaguely see the tender flesh and mucous membrane inside the cavity. Thick white semen mixed with the honey juice that had been stirred into foam slowly flowed out.

I reached my hand between my mother’s legs, and she squeezed her two fair, smooth, and rounded legs tightly together. Her genitals were wet and slippery, sticky with semen and vaginal fluid.

My fingers massaged my mother’s clitoris, making her writhe in my arms. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and gently stirred them. My mother squeezed her legs tightly together and swayed her plump, smooth, and round buttocks.

As my mother realized that another round of intercourse was about to begin, she struggled to get rid of my caresses while tearfully pounding my chest. I simply lifted her up, my hard, thick penis pressing against her already wet vaginal opening.

“No… um… no… put Mom down quickly… you can’t do this… ah… ah…” Amidst Mom’s weak struggles, I thrust my penis forward forcefully, and with a “sizzle,” it pierced the opening where honey was flowing out, filling Mom’s small, tight, fragrant, warm, and slippery honey hole.

“Hmph…woo…” Mom’s silk-stockinged legs, which were being fucked, instinctively wrapped tightly around my waist and hips. Her small mouth was invaded by my tongue as she groaned, and her silk-stockinged feet were limply hooked on my back and rubbing against me.

I held my mother like that, thrusting into her while moving her against the wall until she was pressed against it. Then, I reached down with my left hand and hooked it around her left thigh, which was covered by stockings, and with my right hand, I hooked it around her right thigh. Using the wall for support, I lifted my mother up in an extremely shameful position, like I was helping a child urinate.

“No… ah…” Mom gasped softly, covering her delicate face with her hands.

Then I used both hands to lift my mother up and down, and began to thrust into her delicate honey hole.

The mother’s little, horny feet, stimulated by the fucking, curled up into a ball, her delicate toes tightly pressed together, and her cunt, being brutally fucked, clenched and spasmed, spurting out a stream of lustful fluid.

“Mom looks so beautiful when she’s horny…” I said lewdly as I released my mother’s mouth.

“Ah…you beast…you…what nonsense are you talking about…Mommy didn’t…um…oh…ooh…” Mommy was still being stubborn, but I suddenly sped up and sprinted. Mommy’s little mouth immediately let out a series of delicate cries. The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. Mommy was both ashamed and anxious. She waved her little hands and forgot to cover her pretty face, which was flushed with embarrassment.

“Mom’s moans are so beautiful, let me taste Mom’s little sexy feet again!” I picked up Mom’s little silk-stockinged feet and brought them to my mouth. Mom’s feet were small and exquisite, with delicate skin, fleshy insteps, smooth pink soles, and tiny toes tightly pressed together. They were covered with flesh-colored short stockings as thin as cicada wings, like exquisite Hetian jade carvings, warm and smooth. I kissed them hard.

“No…uh…” The mother felt like she was about to collapse. Her soles and toes were being played with by her own son, and her vagina was being shamelessly raped by him. The lust emanating from her body, which had been trained by aphrodisiacs, was getting stronger and stronger. The mother cried and struggled, her legs kicking weakly, but her body was getting hotter and hotter with lust.

“Mom, stop resisting. Your body has already submitted to your son. Your cunt is already shaped like my penis. You’re seducing your own son to further defile his own mother. Mom, it’s time for you to squirt! Give me an orgasm!” I bit my mother’s erect nipple and kneaded her clitoris forcefully.

“No… um… stop… Mommy, don’t climax…” The mother resisted desperately, but her vagina had already succumbed. Under her own son’s ministrations, the climax finally arrived against her will. Her vagina shamelessly gushed out unwanted fluids. The mother frantically scratched her son’s back, leaving scratch marks on him: “No… I’m not coming… waaaaaah…”

“Mom, look how obsessed your lustful body is with my cock! Your pussy is practically made to be the sheath for my cock. You’re practically my slutty mother who sucks my semen. Are you still going to be stubborn when you’re squirting your juices?” I whispered in my mother’s ear, my hands still rubbing her erect clitoris and protruding nipples.

“Son, how long are you going to torment your mother? What you’ve forced me to do is beastly behavior. I’m so ashamed I can’t face anyone anymore, I’ll never be able to hold my head up high again. Son, stop! Before I get pregnant… there’s still time to turn back…”

“No, son, I just want Mom to give me a baby.” I said firmly, gently stroking my mother’s genitals.

“You…Mom…sigh…Mom can be your woman…please don’t get Mom pregnant, okay? I am, after all, your biological mother…incestuous fetuses will be deformed…” Mom looked at me with a slightly flushed face. Even though her body had become accustomed to my defilement, the sensation from her sensitive flesh still made her feel extremely ashamed.

“That won’t do, Mom. Only by getting you pregnant can we completely cut off your escape route. This is also for our own good. After all, once you embark on the path of incest between mother and son, there’s no turning back.” I smiled lewdly again.

“You…do you really have to…bully…Mom like this…” Mom stopped struggling and turned her head away helplessly. Mom knew that she couldn’t refuse my advances at all.

“Mom, carrying on the family line is the most important thing for mankind… Besides, Mom, you really like being fucked by your own son’s penis… And besides, it’s not the first time I’ve ejaculated inside your tender pussy, Mom, you might already be pregnant. Furthermore, since we started our incestuous affair, I’ve come to know very well that you’re a slutty woman! As long as I thrust my big cock into your cunt, you can’t help but moan. A mom like that needs to be fucked until she’s pregnant and kept at home, so that you don’t cheat on me and end up with some other man! I’m doing this for your own good, Mom!”

“Mom didn’t…Mom isn’t…a slutty…woman…ah…why…um…do this to Mom…sob sob sob…” Mom buried her face in my shoulder and cried.

I soothed my mother’s smooth body, gently kissed away her tears, and then whispered in her ear, “Mom, your body has fallen in love with my big cock. Mom, don’t resist anymore. From the moment you were careless and I drugged and raped you, from the moment my big cock entered your vagina and we successfully committed incest, there was no turning back. We are the closest people in the world. My big cock was conceived from your womb. Putting aside ethics and morality, using my big cock to relieve your lust is not even considered a loss of virginity. Mom, being my woman is the best choice for you. Please give in to me. I will love you well. You have no way back.”

“Oh, is that so… There’s no turning back… It’s all Mom’s fault… Mom shouldn’t have been so careless… Now there’s no turning back… Waaah…” Mom repeated this several times, her pretty face growing paler and paler, and two streams of hot tears suddenly fell from her beautiful eyes.

I couldn’t help but tenderly kiss away my mother’s tears: “Mom, Dad hasn’t been home for so long. Either his own son is having an affair, or Dad has lost interest in your body. Are you willing to accept either of these outcomes? Mom, you should understand how alluring your body is to your son, otherwise I wouldn’t have taken the risk of raping you. Mom, just be my woman, and I promise I’ll love you forever. Believe me!”

My mother was deeply moved by what I said. After all, she was already in a deep abyss. If her biological son could really help her escape her suffering, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.

“Ah…ah…wait! Wait!”

“how?”

“Can you…can you let Mom think about it?” As I stroked my mother’s full breasts, my beautiful mother, who was both frightened and nervous, said something that made me want to laugh.

“Hehe, Mom, don’t you believe me?”

“Mom…what do you believe in?”

“Mom has been raped by your son. Mom, you have no choice but to believe me now. And Dad can’t give you happiness, because only your son can make you happy and put your mind at ease.”

“This…” I said, coaxing and cajoling. My mother was confused and bewildered. She didn’t dare say that she was half-believing and half-doubting, but she was also half-pushing and half-accepting, because I was holding her two naked breasts in my hands amidst shame and guilt.

“Ahhhhhh…”

“Give it to me, Mom. Give everything to your son. I will not let you down, nor will I be heartless to you. I will only make you happy, only make you joyful, mmm…” I said sweet words while smelling the strong fragrance of milk. Finally, I couldn’t help but lick the soft, fragrant breast. My mother seemed to be struck by lightning, especially when my tongue touched a pink and sensitive nipple. She groaned and convulsed.

“Ugh~~”

“Ah… what beautiful breasts… what sweet nipples… it’s a pity Daddy didn’t cherish you, otherwise you wouldn’t have fallen into such a desperate state, ah… mmm… mmm…” Those soft and sweet nipples gave me an indescribable enjoyment, and those full and lifted breasts made me unable to let go. At this moment, I was sucking on my mother’s nipples with my mouth, while gently kneading those soft and glutinous breasts with my hands. With a few sweet words, my mother became even more dazed. She could only follow her instinctive impulses and the illusion brought by the aphrodisiac, letting her own son caress and lick her chest at will. My mother no longer resisted or struggled. She just instinctively enjoyed and struggled with this wonderful and heart-wrenching pleasure.

“Do you really promise to love Mom forever…?” Mom looked at me with pitiful eyes. I gently wiped away the tears on Mom’s pretty face with one hand, and gently massaged Mom’s full breasts with the other hand, squeezing the base of her breasts at the same level as her armpit.

The mother closed her eyes, feeling this tenderness, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and new expectations rose in her mind.

I whispered in my mother’s ear, “Mom, I will always love you. Be my woman.”

Upon hearing my confession, my mother’s body suddenly became hot and burning. Her pretty face suddenly showed a self-destructive expression, as if she had given up everything. My mother suddenly lowered her head, and her delicate red lips pressed tightly against mine, kissing me wildly with her warm lips, as if she had completely let go.

I know that although my mother has abandoned her dignity and is willing to be my plaything, she is still a little unaccustomed to the transition from a mother-son relationship to a physical one. And when I see her charming and shameful appearance, it is really irresistible.

So I went ahead and opened my arms wide, tightly embracing her voluptuous and sexy body, and passionately sealed my mother’s red lips with my own. My mother, at this moment, also abandoned her shame, wrapped her arms around my neck, and let me suck on her fragrant tongue.

The fragrance emanating from my mother’s mouth and the natural scent emanating from her body were like the intoxicating aroma of orchids in a secluded valley, making me even more frantic as I kissed and licked every inch of my mother’s skin and organs with my lips and tongue; one hand kneaded my mother’s pair of large breasts.

“Ah …

After I had played with her two round, white breasts repeatedly, I kissed them and slid them down, while my hands kept caressing my mother’s delicate body, especially her long legs encased in black stockings.

“Mom, your legs in stockings are so beautiful, so really beautiful, can I touch them?”

“Ahhhhhh” Mom was now completely infatuated. Although she wanted to maintain her composure, the other half of her heart was struggling with shame. Even when she heard me want to touch her stockinged legs, she didn’t answer. But her complicated expression said it all.

“Hehe, then I won’t be polite, mmm… sizzle…” I said I was touching with my hands, but actually I was touching and licking at the same time. I lay on my mother’s lower body, using my two nimble hands to touch and knead her two round and silky beautiful legs, sometimes touching deep into the soft inner thighs, sometimes grabbing her plump silk buttocks, while using my mouth and tongue to lick my mother’s lower abdomen and navel. I stroked my mother’s slender waist and jade buttocks, while my mother breathed softly.

Suddenly, I spread my mother’s two silk-stockinged legs apart with both hands, making them into a large M shape. I looked at my mother’s naked body and trembling breasts with a lewd expression, and then laughed excitedly: “Hehehe, Mom, you look so beautiful right now, absolutely stunning.”

Hearing this praise, my mother, who was frowning and looking resentful, felt an even stronger sense of shame. She didn’t think there was anything beautiful about her appearance; instead, she felt she was doing something against her conscience. Especially when she saw my eyes, burning with excitement, staring intently at my two silk-stockinged legs in that alluring and lewd M-shape, she felt even more guilty, yet at the same time, she also felt an irresistible thrill.

“No…don’t look at Mom like that, stop…”

“Hmm? Hmph, even now, Mom, you’re still saying things like that? Mom, are you really going to let your son stop?”

“I…I…ah…ah~~” Mom knew she was deceiving herself, and she knew she couldn’t resist this wonderful temptation. After all, the disappointment her family had brought her had made her lose her way, and the aphrodisiac had made her lose her mind. Although Mom hesitated and struggled on the edge of the cliff of choice time and time again, what really pushed her to the abyss was my thick penis.

“No…no…this still won’t work…son, please let go of your mother…we are mother and son…this can’t go on…” When I raised my hard, thick penis and displayed it in front of my mother, this beautiful mother, who was conflicted, once again chose to resist.

However, my mother’s resistance seemed so powerless to me at this moment, and even made me feel ridiculous once again.

“Hehe, Mom? I’m not forcing you, Mom. I just want you to understand that I love you, Mom. I just want you to accept my love.” I lifted up my mother’s two long, silky legs, which were pressed together, and inserted my hard penis between them. Although I continued to say sweet and intimate words, I felt ridiculous. I thought to myself, women are so hypocritical. Even when it comes to the final shot, they still defend the goal.

This is truly self-deception; it seems it’s time for Mom to face reality.

“Ah…ah? You…you don’t…ahh …

“Ahhhhhh… Ahhhhh… Ahhhhhh… Ohhhhhhh…”

“Hoo…hoo…uh…uh…”

“Ugh… Ugh… Hmm… Ah…” At this point, Mom could only submit to his will once again. However, this time it was even more stimulating than the previous breast licking. Mom felt that her lower body, including her two stockinged legs, had become extremely sensitive. The large penis thrusting between Mom’s legs brought her an indescribable burning sensation. What stimulated Mom even more was her stockinged feet being licked. She felt her silk-stockinged feet repeatedly sinking into my tongue and mouth. That wonderful feeling sometimes brought Mom to heaven, and sometimes plunged her into hell, constantly sublimating between physical pleasure and psychological sin.

“Ah …

“Hehe, Mom, do you want a big cock? If you want it, I’ll give it to you right now.”

“No…no…” The more Mom struggled, the tighter her stockinged thighs gripped my penis; the more she resisted, the more her stockinged feet convulsed in my mouth; all of this was contradictory and internally conflicting within Mom, yet no matter how much she denied it, her naked, slender waist began to twist on its own, and her pubic area, encased in stockings, gradually became moist…

“Sizzle!”

“Ah! Ah no… Ugh… Ugh… No…” The sound of the stockings being torn was like a final warning bell. If my mother had resisted at this moment, I probably wouldn’t have dared to approach her. However, my mother did not protect this last line of defense. She just pushed my hands with one of her delicate hands while she was crying. But I still managed to tear a hole in the stockings between her legs.

“Huff! Huff! Mom, don’t worry, your son will always love you, Mom, don’t worry, don’t worry…” I kept panting, excitedly breaking through my mother’s thin panties, grabbing a few handfuls of thick pubic hair, stroking the mons pubis that was as firm as a steamed bun, gently kneading the sensitive and protruding clitoris with my index finger, and then inserting my middle finger into the vagina, gently digging and probing.

“Ah…ah…um…”

My actions aroused my mother’s delicate body to tremble. Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was panting rapidly, as if she wanted to let out the hot and numb sensation all over her body. Her throat was also gurgling and moaning, and it was hard to tell whether it was a sound of pain or pleasure.

“Look, Mom, your panties are completely soaked with your juices. Your body is so honest, but you don’t want to admit it. This will only make you more and more tired, hehehehe…”

“Ugh~” My mother, her face flushed with embarrassment, saw the juice on my fingertips and let out a soft moan of disbelief. It turned out that her own vaginal fluid had already soaked her panties. Could it be that she was really deceiving herself?

Could it be that I really crave a relaxed state of mind?

“No, no… Mom doesn’t want to, Mom…” Everything that needed to be said had been said, and almost everything that needed to be done had been done, but Mom was still insisting on the last hurdle. It seemed that it was time to take the final step.

“Mom, I really don’t want to see you like this. Please don’t make yourself so tired. It breaks my heart, it really breaks my heart.” I saw through my mother’s conflicted feelings. I deliberately wanted to arouse her. Seeing that she was stubbornly trying to be reserved, I pinched her nipple with one hand and kneaded her soft breast with the other. After saying all sorts of sweet words, I opened my mouth again and took the entire nipple and half of the breast into my mouth, sucking on it repeatedly.

“Eee~~ Ah~~ Ugh! Ugh no… Ah~~ Oh~~ Ugh no~ Oh~~” At this moment, the mother stopped struggling and instead let out a series of lewd moans that even she herself could not believe. The sound seemed to be in great pain, but also ashamed. And mixed with the shame was a kind of pleasure and enjoyment that the mother was unwilling to admit. In short, it made the mother feel a mix of emotions.

“Hoo…hoo…hehe, Mom, it seems you’re having a lot of fun calling out.”

“No, no, Mom…it’s not…”

“Hehe, let me see, son, is your little mouth down there just as happy?”

Before Mom could struggle, I grabbed her slender ankle and quickly slipped my arm under her police skirt, forcefully pulling out her underwear with a snap!

“Aaaaaah!!”

The mother screamed in terror as her own son ripped off her underwear.

“Mmm… Hmph… This smells really pungent.” I smelled the underwear in my hand in front of my mother, which was quite shameless, and then said to her.

“Look at how wet your underwear is! Mom, what are you pretending for?”

“Mom…no…sob…” Mom blushed and stammered as she protested.

I didn’t care about anything else and pressed down on my mother’s trembling body. My mother bit her lip nervously. This was the first time in her life that she had felt so nervous. She was so nervous that she was trembling and she was terrified, but she also seemed to be looking forward to something.

But what are they hoping for?

It wasn’t until her own son’s hard glans pressed against her two moist labia that the mother suddenly realized she shouldn’t have been so casual.

“No! Ah! Ah ****” However, it was too late to regret it at this moment. With a ‘plop’ sound, my penis slid all the way into my mother’s tightly closed labia. Instantly, a wave of pleasure that was both exhilarating and regretful surged from my mother’s vagina. At the same time, my mother’s two beautiful legs in stockings, which were raised from side to side, also began to tremble.

“Ah …

“Hoo…hoo…Mom…Son, I love you…Son, I really love you so much…Let your son love you properly!…”

“No… Ugh… Come out… Pull it out quickly… Ahh …

“No! Son, I want to make you happy, son, I want to make you climax, son, I want you to belong to me alone from now on.”

“Ugh… Ahhh… No, no! We’re really letting your dad down like this… Ugh, ughhh…”

“Anyway, Mom already lost her virginity to me, so what difference does it make whether it’s once or countless times?”

“Mom…uh, uh…ah…ah…ah…” Two lines of tears involuntarily rolled down the corners of the mother’s eyes. If it weren’t for being raped by her own son, if it weren’t for incest between mother and son, if it weren’t for the stimulation of aphrodisiacs, the mother wouldn’t have fallen to this point…

At that moment, I finally understood something.

But I didn’t care much anymore, because I was completely immersed in my mother’s body, completely enjoying the softness of those two silk-stockinged legs. As for what to do next?

I had already planned it out.

“Hoo! Hoo! Ah… Uh… Sizzle… Ah… How is it? Mom, is this satisfying? Like this… Ah… Mom, does this feel good?” These two silk-stockinged tender feet became my toys. I was excited and revealed a lewd smile. A powerful sense of conquest was burning my conscience. I wanted to completely conquer my own mother and completely ravage these silk-stockinged feet.

As I spoke, I licked and sucked on my mother’s silk-stockinged feet, while simultaneously pulling out my own penis that was inserted into her honey hole. Then I pressed my other, twitching silk-stockinged foot onto my penis, which was covered in her juices, and rubbed it vigorously. After rubbing for a while, I inserted the head of my penis into her vagina. It felt like I was ascending to heaven, and I was panting heavily with pleasure!

“Ah …

And the mother’s tender hole, being penetrated by the penis, kept flowing with tears of pleasure, as if all of this should not have happened, but it did happen anyway.

(Hehehe, I finally made Mom succumb today, it felt so good, hehehehe, but the best is yet to come, Mom, from now on, you are my sex slave, hehehe!)

As I thrust in and out of my mother’s tender hole, I frantically licked her silk-stockinged feet. At the same time, I felt extremely proud. My plan to turn my mother into a slave was progressing so smoothly. I would continue to work hard and was determined to make these two beautiful legs in silk stockings my playthings forever. So I swayed my waist even more vigorously, wanting to make this first intercourse to the extreme and to completely melt this dignified policewoman mother under my penis.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

“Mom! Mom! Are you willing to accept the love of your own son?” I understood that this time, my intercourse with my mother had to be handled properly. After all, this intercourse was done under my mother’s half-hearted resistance, so the duration of intercourse could not be too short, nor could it be too long. Otherwise, my mother, who was in a dilemma, would definitely feel dissatisfied. But I had to firmly grasp the key point.

“Ah!! Oh! Oh!! Ohhhhhh!! Ah!!”

“Say it! Say you’re willing! Say it now! If you say it, I’ll give you my son!” The violent thrusting not only shook the mother’s uterus, but also her irrational brain. After all, the body is the most honest thing. How could the last trace of regret resist the continuous orgasms?

“Ugh! Ah!! Ah, Mom!… Mom… Ugh! I’m willing… Mom is willing… Ah!! Ah!!”

“Hehehe!! Okay! Uh…uh…then son will give it to you now…uh ah!!uh ah!!” At the perfect moment, the most intense semen was ejaculated, irrigating the mother’s uterus and extinguishing the rationality in her heart. Only the layers of orgasmic pleasure were convulsing the mother’s body, and as for those two beautiful legs in stockings that had long since lost their souls, they naturally became my toys.

I held my mother’s trembling body in my arms, gently stroking her until her breathing calmed down. Then I asked with concern, “Mom, are you alright? Do you want me to hold you and let you rest for a bit?”

“No, don’t…” Mom refused in terror, but I ignored her and hugged her tightly.

My mother’s waist and legs were so weak from being fucked that she couldn’t struggle and let me hold her in my arms.

The mother tried to remain calm and said, “You…you let go of Mom…can you let Mom rest for a bit?”

But I just chuckled and said, “Son, I know Mom has been working too hard these past few days. When Mom was little, she used to hug me a lot, so let me give Mom a good hug now!”

Mom’s face flushed bright red instantly, her forced composure and reserve vanishing without a trace. Both ashamed and angry, she struggled to speak, saying, “Let go of Mom! Mom is like this… all because of you…”

Normally, I wouldn’t be able to control my mother with her strength, but she had taken aphrodisiacs for several days and I was constantly ravaging her, so she couldn’t muster any strength at all.

Seeing that my mother couldn’t break free from my embrace, I grew bolder and said with a grin, “Mom, your body is so soft, it’s making my heart itch, and I’m hard again!”

Startled, Mom stopped struggling and had no choice but to close her eyes and let me hold her.

I hugged my mother and said gently, “Mom, just rest like this for a while. I’ll take good care of you.”

“No,” Mom tried to push me away, but her slender waist was held tightly and she couldn’t break free. She could only plead, “Son, please, don’t treat me like this, okay?”

I gently stroked my mother’s waist and said softly, “Mom, I really love you. It’s not just the love a biological son has for his mother, but also the love a man has for a woman.”

“No…don’t say that, we can’t do this, we’re mother and son.” The mother cried.

Seeing my mother’s dejected and sorrowful face with tears in her eyes, I took the opportunity to put my arm around her trembling shoulders and whispered to her, “Yes, son, I know it’s hard for you to accept incest, but what I said is the truth. Your father can’t give you happiness, don’t you understand that, Mom?”

This time, however, my mother didn’t push me away. She just sobbed helplessly, muttering to herself, “It’s…it’s all my fault, it’s all my fault…”

“How can you blame yourself, Mom? It’s Dad’s fault. It’s Dad who left your body uncared for so long, which is why I was able to rape you…”

“No, you don’t understand, ah… actually, Mom doesn’t understand either…” As Mom spoke, a tear that had been trembling in her eye rolled down her haggard face. She looked so pitiful that I couldn’t help but feel a pang of tenderness as I held her in my arms.

“Mom, although you were conquered by me, I swear that I will love you well for the rest of my life.” After saying this, I hugged my heartbroken and cold-faced mother tightly.

At this moment, the mother was also startled and tried to push me away, but her own son hugged her even tighter.

“No, Mom…no…”

“Mom, I love you. I really don’t want to see you like this. I understand that you may still not be able to accept me, but… but I just want you to feel my love.”

“Son, Mom… Mom can’t go on anymore…”

“Don’t call me son, call me husband.”

“I am your biological mother… How can you call me husband…” The mother’s heart ached, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face. She covered her face with her hands and cried softly.

Even now, she was still refusing to accept it. I steeled myself and decided to completely shatter my mother’s dignity: “Who says a mother and son can’t be husband and wife? I’ve done everything a husband and wife should do with each other! Besides, Mom is beautiful and looks young. Who would doubt that she’s my wife? Besides, Mom’s belly will grow bigger sooner or later… Don’t you think so, Mom, my wife!”

Hearing her own son call her “wife” made her heart pound. She tried to awaken her conscience, choking back tears as she said, “How can you treat your mother like this? How can you face your father?”

My face turned cold, and I said in a deep voice, “Are you talking about the father who wanted to leave Mom alone in her room and make her masturbate out of loneliness?”

“You…your father did it all for this family…” The mother felt a pang of shame and said softly, “Besides…besides…how could you do this to your mother? Your mother gave up everything for you and raised you with all her heart, and yet you…you…” At this point, the mother’s breath caught in her throat, and she couldn’t speak anymore. Her large eyes rolled back into her eyes.

I gently removed my mother’s hand, lowered my head to lick away the tears on her face, and whispered, “Mom, this is how I repay your kindness.”

“Nonsense!” Mom said, choking back tears.

I licked my mother’s ear and whispered, “Mom, tell me the truth, are you very happy!” At the same time, my hands were restlessly groping my mother’s body.

This sentence unlocked my mother’s memories, and feelings of frenzy, humiliation, and excitement resurfaced. My touch aroused her mature body, and she felt an endless emptiness in her vagina. But she still protested unwillingly, “No, no, nothing like that.”

Seeing that my mother’s face was flushed and her breath was hot, I knew that I had successfully aroused her desire. I looked at her with affection and said, “Mom, my wife, do you want it again? Your son and husband will satisfy you right now.”

“No, I didn’t.” But my mother’s protest could not stop me from going further. My hand had already reached between my mother’s legs, rubbing up and down the edge of her vagina, and I said in a teasing tone, “Mom, your upper mouth says no, but your lower mouth is drooling with desire.”

Her body, stimulated by her own son, had become exceptionally sensitive. Her husband had never used such methods. Enduring the stimulation throughout her body, the mother used her last shred of reason to beg her son for mercy: “Please, my dear son, let me go. I really can’t make any more mistakes.”

“Mom, we’ve done everything together, so don’t be shy.” I said, pulling at my mother’s labia and rubbing her clitoris.

“No, let go of Mommy, Mommy doesn’t want to be with you anymore… Ah~~” With a coquettish cry, I pulled Mommy down onto the bed, and what happened next became natural once again.

I saw my mother struggling with her two snow-white legs, half-pushing and half-rejecting, while twisting her face as if to resist and welcome, but in the end I still managed to kiss her lips.

I grew increasingly angry, and I suddenly hugged my mother tightly, breathing hot air into her ear as I said, “Mom, have you forgotten how you moaned and groaned on top of me while you were wet with lust? Do you think you can pretend that nothing happened?”

“Ugh… Ugh no… Ah… No… No…” If the aphrodisiac had previously facilitated the physical relationship between mother and son, now it was a helpless submission.

As my mother weakly pounded my chest with her small fists while helplessly resisting the forceful kiss on my lips, her tears and beautiful legs could only struggle with the inner conflict.

But the cunning me wouldn’t give my mother any chance to come to her senses. I held her slender waist tightly with one hand, pushed away her fists with the other, pressed my thick lips firmly against her two tender lips that wanted to escape, and then stretched out a strong tongue, forcefully breaking through her lips and teeth, reaching her moist and juicy mouth, exploring her soft and tender tongue.

“Ugh, ugh… Ahh… Uh-huh…” In the end, her tongue, which wanted to escape, could not resist my force. After a series of coy refusals, I heard a series of confused moans coming from my mother’s mouth, which was pressed by my lips. My mother’s tongue was once again wrapped around hers, wriggling, secreting, twisting, twisting her desperate sorrow.

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…”

“Huh? What’s wrong? Mom, why are you crying?”

“…Mom, please, please don’t let me get any worse, okay?”

“No, son, I’m trying to save you, son, I want to give you a new life.”

“Then…what should Mom do in the future?”

“From now on? From now on, Mom, you’ll be my woman. Mom, you’ll have a new life. Say goodbye to that unbearable past, mmm~” Mom wasn’t a woman who believed in sweet words, but at this moment, the tongue pressing against her mouth made her momentarily confused, causing the tears rolling down her face to gradually lose their meaning. Her two long, snow-white legs, which had been struggling, slowly began to wriggle obediently. Perhaps it was time for everything to calm down, and what calmed everything down was precisely that irresistible sexual desire.

“Ah …

When I heard my mother call me ‘Xiao Lun’, I confidently began kissing and touching her two naked, full breasts: “Mom, please believe in your son. I will not let you down.”

“Ahhhhhh” I lowered my head and took a small, pink nipple into my mouth, sucking on it gently. The whole mound of white flesh trembled, and at the same time, my mother, who was in a daze, let out a moan. My mother’s confused mind didn’t have time to react. I saw my hand slide down to the inside of my mother’s thigh and gently tease her tense pubic area and underwear with my fingers.

“Ah~ Ah~ No~ No, no!” In the midst of the chaos, Mom felt a series of tingling sensations from the panties that were pressed against her vulva. She alertly clamped her two long, beautiful legs together, swaying her bare breasts while pushing me away with her delicate hands.

However, I smiled slightly, pushed my mother’s hand away, and continued to lower my head to kiss her lovely nipple. I continued to explore my large hand inside her short skirt, causing my mother to give in once again and pant softly.

“Mom…Mom doesn’t want to…do it anymore today…”

“Hehe, Mom, you always lie to yourself. Why? Why do you always have to wrong yourself?” Seeing that Mom was still stubborn, I reached out and touched her private parts. I felt warm, wet fluid flowing from her plump, fleshy vulva, soaking my fingers and palm. Then, while one hand caressed her firm breasts, I showed the other to Mom, rubbing the fluid between my fingertips, and whispered in her ear: “Mom! Stop deceiving yourself, your little pussy is leaking wetness again.”

The mother said in a sweet voice: “That…it’s all…your…finger…that caused…bad son…you’re going to…kill…your mother…mmm…”

My mother blushed deeply, feeling incredibly shy. But at this point, she was so aroused that she could no longer care about mother-son relationships, blood ties, or moral considerations. She hugged me and kissed me passionately, while one of her delicate hands automatically reached down to my crotch and began to stroke my large penis.

I was thrilled; I had finally won over my noble, dignified, and virtuous mother!

Train her into a charming and alluring sex slave mother!

I responded passionately to my mother’s kiss. Our tongues intertwined and licked each other, exchanging sweet juices. Our bodies were tightly embraced, and we continued our fiery kiss. I licked along my mother’s pretty face, down to her snow-white neck, and then back to her firm and tender breasts, squeezing them hard.

I placed one hand on my mother’s plump, high-perched buttocks and kneaded them, while my other hand continued to dig, probe, and thrust inside her plump, wet little hole. Both my mother and I were overflowing with lust and burning with desire.

At this moment, my incomparably beautiful mother, writhing her crystal-clear, gorgeous body, pressed her firm, soft breasts tightly against my chest. Extremely embarrassed and ashamed, she stammered, “Mommy has agreed to be your woman… but… but… can we… not… not get pregnant…”

Seeing my mother’s shy and bashful appearance, I felt extremely tender towards her. I increased the pressure of my fingers kneading her breasts, touching her nipples until I was satisfied. Then I started to twist her nipples and asked, “Mom, this won’t do. After all, we’ve already tried every sexual position these past few days. We can only continue this incestuous act. Getting you pregnant is so that you’ll wholeheartedly be my woman, understand?”

My mother’s body trembled at first, then her breathing became increasingly rapid, almost to the point of suffocation. Although she was burning with desire, the shame of being a biological mother and the natural shyness of a woman made her bury her face in my chest with infinite blush. Hearing my final, straightforward answer, her body trembled, and her voice shook as she said, “But…but your father isn’t home…I suddenly got pregnant…what if someone else…finds out…how will I…how will I face them? Besides…I…I am still your…biological mother…incest…the fetus will be deformed, won’t it…”

“At worst, we can just immigrate abroad! There are plenty of royal weddings these days, so there aren’t that many deformed babies. We can just have regular checkups! If there’s a deformity, we can abort and try again! The point is, Mom has to get pregnant first!” I comforted my mother while rubbing my hard, throbbing penis against her genitals: “Mom, do you want it?”

“Waaah… Mom… Sigh… That’s not how it is… Mom was raped and ruined by you… That’s… That’s why… Waaah~” Desire burned through the mother’s brain, and she could no longer utter the next words.

Tears welled up in Mom’s eyes.

I saw my mother tremble all over. I looked down and saw a clear, sticky liquid coming from her slender slit. It first soaked a small tuft of pubic hair, then flowed down her deep buttocks, and onto the bed sheet, wetting a large area of ​​it.

I reached my hand between my mother’s legs, and she put one of her legs on my shoulder, with the other foot on the ground. Her thighs were spread wide apart, revealing her vulva without any concealment.

I carefully admired my mother’s snow-white and full body, delicate and white, with a pair of plump and high breasts, two rosy nipples as big as grapes standing on the top of two dark red nipples, and below her snow-white and slightly protruding belly, thick clumps of pubic hair covered her charming and mysterious peach blossom spring cave, the place where I was born!

I inserted my fingers into my mother’s little pussy again and started probing, sometimes kneading the clitoris. The wet, warm, and sticky juices flowing from my mother covered my hands. I whispered in my mother’s ear, “My dear horny mom! You’re leaking so much juice down there, it’s like a flood!”

Hearing my flirtatious words, Mom blushed and started pounding my chest with her small hands, though the force was weak. I heard her say in a coquettish voice, “You naughty thing…it’s all…you…that made Mom…bleed…so much…quickly…quickly take…your fingers…out…you…are digging…it’s…so uncomfortable…good…good son…listen…to…Mom…please…take…your…fingers…out…ah…ah…” Mom was truly itchy and uncomfortable from my digging, and she moaned and begged for mercy incoherently.

I dug a few times before pulling my fingers out. I flipped over and straddled my mother’s pretty face, positioning my hard, erect penis directly in front of her cherry-like mouth. I leaned down, my mouth positioned right over my mother’s vulva, carefully admiring the alluring scenery of her triangle area.

All that could be seen was a large patch of curly, shiny black pubic hair, covering the mother’s lower abdomen and the area around her plump, protruding mons pubis. Even the enchanting Peach Blossom Spring Cave was covered, with only a thin, long fleshy slit visible. The two labia majora at the entrance of the vulva were bright red, plump, and hairy.

I gently parted the pubic hair with my hands, then spread the two plump labia majora apart, and found two more rosy labia minora inside, with a small, deep red clitoris trembling slightly at the tip. The more I looked at it, the more I loved it, so I quickly opened my mouth and took the clitoris in, sucking on it with my lips, licking it with my tongue, and gently biting it with my teeth. Every now and then, I would stick the tip of my tongue into my mother’s vagina and lick and scrape the tender flesh around the vaginal walls.

My incredibly stimulating teasing made Mom tremble all over, and she cried out in a wanton voice: “Ah! …Ah! …My dear son…Oh…Mommy’s going to die…Oh…You…Your licking makes Mommy…So itchy…So itchy…You’re biting…Mommy’s going to die…Ah…Mommy…Mommy’s going to…Cum…Cum…Ah…So…Beautiful…”

A stream of hot, slightly fishy and alkaline vaginal fluid burst forth from my mother’s little pussy. I swallowed it all without a care for the dirt, because it was my own mother’s excrement, especially since it came from the little pussy I longed for the most, so I didn’t mind swallowing it.

I continued to lick, suck, and bite relentlessly, causing my mother to gush with vaginal fluid in waves, which I swallowed again and again, making her moan and groan as if she were dying.

Oh…my…my dear…son…you’re really…going to…kill…my…mother…please…please…stop…licking…anymore…please…stop…biting…oh…oh…I’m going to…come…to …

Hearing my mother’s pitiful story, I temporarily stopped licking and biting, and said, “Okay, Mom! I can forgive you, but you have to suck my big cock for me!”

After a long, shy pause, Mom finally bit her lip and said, “Hmm… Well… sigh… you… you little devil, you’re truly my nemesis, always making me do these… these incredibly embarrassing things. I just… can’t do anything with you.”

After saying that, she gently grasped my big penis with one of her delicate hands, opened her small mouth, and slowly, with a little fear, took my thick, purplish-red glans into her mouth. My glans filled her lips and small mouth completely. Then, following the method I had just taught her, she would occasionally lick the glans and urethral opening with her fragrant tongue, and continuously suck with her cherry lips and gently bite the groove of my glans with her pearly teeth. I cried out in pleasure: “Ah… Mom… so… comfortable… take it… deeper… take the whole… big penis… into… your… small mouth… quickly… suck… harder… ah… oh… your… small mouth is so… tight… and… so hot… oh… oh…”

My mother is a virtuous and chaste woman. In the more than ten years since she married my father, she has never tried any other sexual positions besides the normal male-female intercourse position, nor has she ever cheated on him. So my mother’s sexual ideas are quite conservative. However, through my continuous rape and training over the past few days, although I have humiliated my mother to the point of death, I have also made her understand a lot about the pleasure of women. Now, my mother, who has resigned herself to her fate, obediently follows my instructions, swallowing and spitting out my big penis.

I exclaimed with delight: “Yes…yes…so good…Mommy…you’re sucking…me…so…comfortable…oh…faster…ah…ah…so good…”

Mom sucked my big cock exactly as I instructed, and slowly she became more skilled, eventually getting better at it and making me feel incredibly pleasurable and itchy. My cock was now hard and throbbing, and I needed to insert it into Mom’s little cunt to finally ejaculate. So I quickly pulled out my cock and commanded Mom, “Mom, sit on top! Take the initiative to be fucked!”

Although Mom blushed with embarrassment, she still willingly brought her slightly parted petals closer to her biological son’s huge penis. Crystalline tears, representing her sacred flesh, unconsciously dripped down, protesting against the obscene consciousness dominated by lust. Then, Mom’s round, snow-white buttocks, which had been raised in the air, began to slowly fall. Her tender pink flesh was struggling to swallow my unusually large penis, occasionally squeezing out bursts of crystal-clear lustful fluid. Seeing Mom’s strained and ashamed appearance, I no longer made things difficult for her after achieving my goal. With a forceful movement, I clamped Mom’s slender legs around my waist. I felt the hair on Mom’s petals rubbing against my lower abdomen, which was very itchy. I lowered my head and sucked on Mom’s breasts, my hands tightly gripping Mom’s pink buttocks. My erect, red-glowing penis gradually approached, pressing against the entrance of Mom’s wet secret cave.

My mother felt her legs being spread apart, her beautiful buttocks being lifted by both hands, and her son’s hot, hard penis pressing against her vaginal opening. With a thrust of his hips, his penis slowly entered her wonderful vagina again. This time, I decided not to be rough, but to slowly experience the tightness of my mother’s hole. With the ample lubrication from before and the firm elasticity of her vaginal flesh, I slowly inserted my thick penis into my mother’s delicate vagina. Slowly, I felt my penis being enveloped by several layers of warm, moist flesh, and the base of my penis and my two testicles were tightly wrapped by pubic hair.

“Mommy, I’m coming!” I thrust hard.

With a “squeak,” it went in more than halfway. The dazed mother couldn’t help but feel her thighs tighten, her brows furrow slightly, and she let out a soft “hmm…” groan.

It’s so tight! I felt my penis being tightly wrapped by my mother’s vagina, and the warm, soft uterus was quite pleasant.

I moved back and forth a few times, then pushed forward forcefully, finally inserting my entire thick, long penis into my mother’s honey hole.

“Plop!” With the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, the huge penis broke through and shoved into her mother’s little hole. Her mother’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly: “Mmm…” she let out a soft moan, her whole body trembling slightly.

At this moment, my mother’s left leg was raised and placed on my shoulder, while her right leg was raised and slightly bent in front of her chest. Her large, white breasts trembled in front of her chest with my thrusting.

As I pulled my penis outward, the two swollen, red labia were rubbed so hard that the pink labia turned outward.

The thick penis thrust in and out of the mother’s vagina, making a “gurgling…gurgling…” sound. The mother’s lustful love juice flowed out, and the mother felt a secret pang of sadness.

(I actually committed this obscene and shameful incestuous act with my son. God, my son has turned me into a promiscuous mother who is even more despicable than a prostitute…)

I exhaled and said, “Mommy’s cunt has been raped for so long, but it’s still so tight, it feels so good.”

“Ah…you naughty son have penetrated me again…I’m ruined by you…” The mother cried out in shame and remorse: “Mom…um…I accept my fate…can you…can you be a little gentler…to Mom…sob…”

I thrust my lower body forward and plunged in forcefully. My mother couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. A strong shiver ran through her as my penis penetrated her tender vagina, filling it tightly. But that was only at the beginning. As my penis moved back and forth inside her repeatedly, the intense pain gradually lessened. My hot, thick penis pierced through her lower abdomen, and the tingling, itchy, sour, and numb pleasure made my mother want to thrust forward. Waves of pleasure spread from her lower body to her entire body. My mother’s long-suppressed primal sexual desires had been aroused.

The mother, lost in a daze of passion, gazed at her own son, her mind devoid of any moral compass: “Mmm… go ahead and insert it… Mom… is willing to be penetrated by her own son… with his big cock… Mom is… yours, son… sob…”

Seeing my mother subdued in the vortex of lust, I no longer showed her any mercy. I pushed her two jade-like legs toward her breasts, making her already plump and protruding mons pubis even more prominent. With a bit of force, I simply shoved the entire back half of my large penis, which was still outside her labia, inside.

This time, I heard my mother’s high-pitched groan again: “Oh…oh! It’s so swollen…it’s killing me…my…my…my…little…hole…it’s killing me…it’s…it hurts…it’s itchy…it’s…swollen…ah…”

Hearing my mother’s lewd moans and seeing the seductive and alluring expression on her face, I couldn’t help but tremble. I pressed the head of my big cock against my mother’s cervix, rubbing it against her. This stimulated my mother’s whole body to tremble. Her already tight vagina contracted even more violently, and streams of vaginal fluid kept surging against the head of my big cock.

The mother’s jade-like buttocks writhed, and her cherry lips uttered wanton cries: “Ah! …Ah…Ah…Good…son…faster…faster…harder…thrust…thrust…Mommy…Mommy…feels…so good…oh…Mommy…is going to be…fucked…to death…by…good…baby…mmm…mmm…”

At this moment, my big cock head was tightly wrapped by my mother’s womb, and it was sucking on my big cock head with a tight and loose motion, which made me feel extremely comfortable and happy. So I started to thrust in and out even more, each time to the root, each time hitting the flesh, and I fucked my mother more than a hundred times in a row with fierce and braveness.

The result of this intense thrusting was that Mom swayed her plump buttocks frantically, trying to meet my vigorous thrusts. With each powerful slam, Mom’s whole body trembled, and her two huge breasts shook even more violently, causing her to cry tears of joy in a state of high excitement.

This is understandable. Before I raped her this time, my mother hadn’t been penetrated by a big cock for a long time. Her little hole and plump body hadn’t enjoyed the caress and nourishment of the opposite sex for a long time. It’s fortunate that my mother is chaste. If it were another woman, she would have cheated on me long ago. This time, my mother’s little hole was opened again, and my thick and strong cock was inserted. My mother’s long-standing emptiness and loneliness were filled with the sweetness of love between men and women.

Seeing my mother’s satisfied and wanton expression, I was seized by a playful impulse. I tapped her clitoris a few times with the head of my penis, then suddenly pulled it out and began rubbing it against her vulva. My mother, in her distress, clung tightly to me with her pink arms, her alluring eyes pleading for my attention. Her lips trembled as if she were about to cry, and tears welled in her eyes. She pitifully conveyed to me, through her gestures, that her vulva wasn’t satisfied yet, which softened my heart. I said, “Good mother! Don’t cry! I won’t tease you anymore.” Then I thrust my penis back into her vulva, and with a powerful thrust, began to pump wildly.

Under my second wave of attacks, Mom’s buttocks swayed, thrusting up and down to match my movements. The fluids from her vagina flowed like a burst dam, running from her fleshy buttocks down to the sheets. She cried out, “Oh…oh! So…so good…good baby…you…you’re so good at…inserting…Mommy’s being…inserted…so good…mmm…oh…hum…”

My mother’s moans grew louder and louder, as did the sounds of her wetness colliding with my large penis. As I thrust into her, I said, “Mom… your… wetness is so… plentiful… so slippery…”

Mom continued swaying her large, jade-like buttocks, saying: “Mmm… Hmph… It’s all because of you… You’ve made… Mom… so… wanton… Mmm… Hmph… Mom… feels so good…!”

At this moment, Mom’s almond-shaped eyes were slightly closed, and she exuded a voluptuous charm, especially her plump, white buttocks, which she shook and swayed frantically. This wanton beauty was extremely alluring.

I held my mother and thrust wildly, my penis pounding forcefully into her tender, soft vagina, almost reaching the very end of her vagina with each thrust.

The glans penis slammed heavily against the mother’s cervix, bringing a slight burning pain, but the feeling in his heart was increasingly exhilarating and stimulating!

I thrust into my mother’s petals with all my might, and she couldn’t help but sway, straighten, and contract her slender waist. Finally, she lay back against my chest, and my left hand ravaged her breasts and waist. An endless kneading caused her pale pink nipples, which had just softened, to become engorged and erect again, their color gradually deepening. My right hand gently caressed the back of her neck from time to time.

As I lifted my mother’s buttocks and continued thrusting, I rubbed her breasts. From this angle, my mother could clearly see her private parts, soft pubic hair, moist petals, and a penis that was constantly going in and out of her vagina.

Witnessing her own son’s intense thrusting into her vagina, the mother’s rational mind flickered like a candle in the wind. The humming in her nose gradually turned into passionate moans. At this moment, in addition to the constant “plop, plop” sounds of her vaginal fluids, the increasingly loud moans emanating from her mouth filled the room.

“Hmph…bad son…um…you’re going to kill your mother…um…so big…so fast…oh…faster…oh…Mommy wants…want…waaaah…” Heartbreaking cries escaped from the mother’s lips.

My mother’s pretty face was contorted, all her usual unapproachable reserve gone, and all her self-respect as a mother lost. She only cared about wrapping her legs tightly around my waist, thrusting her buttocks to meet each of my thrusts…

“Want? What do you want… Say it! Say it out loud…” I increased the speed and force of my thrusts, and the sounds of our lower bodies colliding, “slap, slap, slap,” along with the lewd sounds of our genitals rubbing together, echoed in the quiet wooden house, making it even more arousing.

The mother was so tormented that she almost cried. At that moment, the intense hunger emanating from her body told her how much she needed her biological son’s penis.

The mother’s face was full of struggle, her thoughts began to fall into chaos, and finally her reason was overcome by lust, and she fell into the abyss of desire.

In that instant, Mom forgot Dad, whom she loved so deeply, and forgot the beautiful love they shared…

After a moment of silence, the mother glanced up at her son, and said shyly and embarrassedly, “I…I’m sorry…Mom…Mom was wrong…Mom…Mom really couldn’t hold back anymore…Please…give Mom…your…big…penis…sob…”

“Mom, I’ll give you my penis, no problem, but you have to use polite language and say ‘please,’ and you have to call me ‘husband.’ I won’t sleep with other women!” At this moment, I seemed to have transformed into a moral exemplar, my face full of righteousness, but unfortunately, my lewd eyes quietly betrayed my true nature.

“Waaah… Mommy, no… Mommy really can’t say it… Mommy… Mommy… can’t hold back anymore… Waaah… Please give it to Mommy… please… Waaah…” Mommy seemed to have lost her mind, completely broken down, crying and babbling incoherently as she shook her plump buttocks, desperately begging for my penis.

“Hmph… you slutty mom, I absolutely won’t satisfy you unless you say it! Be good, baby, listen to me. As long as you obediently say: ‘Slutty policewoman, beautiful wife, mature mother Michelle, please let your son/husband fuck your own son, Mommy Michelle’s little cunt,’ then I will let you be completely released!” I said seductively in a devilish voice while gently rubbing my penis against the pink and tender clitoris inside my mother’s cunt, making her tremble with pleasure.

The dreamlike words unknowingly led the already confused mother into a state of utter delusion.

At this moment, as if hypnotized, Mom completely abandoned her unique feminine modesty. Following my words, she said softly with shame and tears in her eyes, “Mom is a shameless slutty policewoman… an adulterous wife… a promiscuous mature mother… Mom please… son, husband… please fuck… fuck your own son, Mom Michelle’s… little cunt…”

The mother’s words were so soft they were like a mosquito’s hum, until finally they were almost inaudible.

The word “fuck” made the mother feel so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. The deep sense of humiliation made her shed tears of shame, but her body seemed to feel lighter. It was as if she had broken through some kind of boundary deep in her heart, and her mentality had become a little different from before.

“Speak louder and clearer!” I deliberately teased my mother, my hot penis continuing to tease her tender clitoris.

When my mother uttered the first sentence as I requested, it was as if she had broken free of some shackles and finally found liberation.

At this moment, my mother no longer cared. Tormented by sexual desire, her eyes gleamed with lust as she looked at me.

All that could be heard was the mother’s loud, seductive voice: “Policewoman Michelle is a slutty, mature woman. Please, son and husband, fuck Michelle’s little cunt!”

The mother uttered such a humiliating sentence so quickly and naturally! The sense of shame and utter humiliation conveyed in her words almost brought her to orgasm instantly!

(Husband…I’m sorry…I’ve been…conquered by our son…)

Feeling ashamed, Mom apologized to Dad.

“Hehe…Mom, this is what you asked your son to fuck your cunt for!” I grinned smugly, rubbing my huge cock against my mom’s plump and tender hole a couple of times before ramming it in hard, all the way to the bottom!

“Ah…so good…ooh…” The insertion of the penis caused a large amount of lustful juice to overflow from the mother’s tender vagina. At the same time, the mother slowly shed tears of shame and happiness, looking extremely lewd.

“Ah…Mom…Ooh…So happy…Mmm…” Mom’s full, smooth body writhed like a twisted candy, clinging tightly to my flesh. Now, Mom’s mind was filled with only desire. She didn’t care about being dignified, chaste, or a loving mother. Her long-suppressed seductive and wanton nature was unleashed beyond control. At this moment, Mom’s breasts were being kneaded until they were about to burst, and her vagina was being penetrated by me until she was completely out of control. A mixture of sour, sweet, numb, and painful sensations filled her body. Her seductive eyes darted around, and she cried out in a soft, lewd voice, her breathing rapid and labored.

My mother held my neck tightly with both hands, passionately making love to me. Her huge, trembling breasts rubbed against my strong chest, her slender waist swayed rapidly from side to side, her vulva thrusting up and down with thirst, her snow-white legs spread to their limit, clamping me tightly, her pink and plump buttocks swaying and spinning rapidly, perfectly matching her own son’s fierce onslaught. No one would recognize that this woman, who was making love with her own son in bed in a wanton and seductive manner, behaving more despicably than a prostitute in a third-rate brothel, was the dignified and beautiful policewoman, a mature and beautiful mother.

Seeing my usually reserved, beautiful, and elegant mother’s seductive face now displaying such wantonness, I kissed her alluring red lips again, held her tightly in my arms, took a deep breath, and thrust my thick, long penis into her alluring hole, releasing my pent-up lust, enjoying her charming and wanton energy, admiring her radiant beauty, endlessly indulging in pleasure.

The liquid dripping from the mother and son included not only the mother’s vaginal fluids, but also the sweat from their intercourse and the saliva that involuntarily dripped from their mouths. It soaked the sheets and flowed onto the floor, glistening eerily in the sunlight.

Just as I was about to reach my climax, I stopped again, giving my mother an unbearable itching sensation. That torturous feeling almost drove her crazy.

“Xiao…Xiao Lun…Why did you stop…” Mom turned her head in confusion, her beautiful eyes, brimming with spring passion, staring at me tenderly. It seemed that only my image was in her eyes. Her round and perky white buttocks swayed unconsciously, and her tender and juicy honey hole contracted again and again, flowing with gushing lustful water, yearning for my love and tenderness.

“Mom, do you want my big cock? Then forget about Dad, call out my name, and say ‘I love my own son’s big cock the most,’ and I’ll let you experience that ecstatic orgasm.” I pressed my mother fearlessly, determined to make her only be able to call out my name during her orgasm, and to throw all her ridiculous thoughts about Dad to the winds!

I know very well that although this does not truly mean that Mom has forgotten Dad, it is a sign that Mom has completely fallen for him. It is a crucial first step that will make Mom think of my name whenever she recalls this unforgettable lovemaking, instead of Dad’s name!

“No…no…Xiao Lun…can you ask for something else?” My mother pleaded with me sadly, begging me not to make things difficult for her anymore.

But I was determined to shatter my mother’s ridiculous notion, so I sneered and revealed the cruel truth.

“Mom, are you still deceiving yourself? You’ve already been fucked so hard you’re panting, and even now, your pussy is still clinging tightly to my big cock! Stop fooling yourself, how can that pitiful love possibly compete with the immense pleasure I give you?”

The mother was stunned. A devilish voice in her heart was tempting her: “So what if you call your son’s name during your climax? What’s the big deal? You’ve already been raped by your son like this. Call it out. Let your own son fuck you hard and send you to the top. You’ve been longing for that wonderful feeling for many years, haven’t you?”

So, as if possessed, Mom opened her red lips and uttered the words I most wanted to hear: “Xiao Lun, come and keep fucking Mom, fuck Mom hard, play with Mom until she’s completely infatuated, do what you want to do most.”

Upon hearing this, I leaned forward, cupped my mother’s beautiful face in my hands, and excitedly kissed her two delicate, moist lips. I thrust my tongue into them without any resistance, stirring it wildly. Like a wolf, I entwined myself with my mother’s soft, moist tongue, thirstily drinking in its nectar. It tasted incredibly sweet, especially with the faint hint of wine. The exquisite sweetness made me feel completely happy and relaxed.

“Mmm…” Mom was suddenly attacked. Faced with my wild offensive, she had no strength to resist and her tongue became entangled with mine like a couple deeply in love.

I reluctantly let go of my mother after she was breathless from my kisses, allowing her to breathe in the fresh air outside.

At that moment, I noticed that my mother’s tongue was so red, tender, and moist, like a fresh strawberry glistening with moisture. Smelling the orchid-like fragrance emanating from her mouth, I felt my mouth go dry, my blood rush, and I shuddered. Then, like a pestle, I vigorously thrust into my mother’s sensitive flower core, pounding it with all my might.

“No… Oh oh oh… Xiao Lun… Slower… Hmm… Hmm… Mom can’t take it anymore… Too hard… Ahhh—!!” Mom moaned and groaned again as I fucked her, her body covered in sweat. Her beautiful moans were like the best aphrodisiac, stimulating me to fuck her harder and harder.

“You slutty mom, does it feel good? I’m going to take good care of you and make you reach a complete climax!” When my huge glans pressed powerfully against my mom’s clitoris once again, her desire was completely ignited!

My mother’s slender, shapely body arched back against me, her ample breasts trembling violently. A series of intense, irregular spasms ran through her body, her head shaking rapidly, and she cried out ecstatically, “Ah…ah…Mommy can’t take it anymore…Mommy’s going to…um…I’m going to cum…”

“Mmm… I’m going to be fucked completely by this bad son… Oh oh oh… I’m coming—!!!” After the obscene moans, the mother’s plump and graceful body suddenly tensed up, and her snow-white back arched backward.

Hearing my mother’s joyful cry, I knew I had finally conquered my once high and mighty mother, or at least her body. I increased the frequency of my thrusts, and my mother’s body trembled as if having a seizure. The endless pleasure was like a dam breaking, and in the blink of an eye, I sent my mother to the peak of orgasm!

At the same time, a surge of hot vaginal fluid gushed out from my mother’s long-empty womb, washing over my glans. For a moment, my mother felt her mind go blank, and she could hardly feel her limbs. Every cell in her body was cheering and shouting, flashing excitedly in the explosion of pleasure!

“Ah… Mom!” At this moment, I was also on edge because Mom’s suddenly contracting pussy was so tight!

I felt a strong spasm in the layers of tender flesh around the penis, as if it were trying to squeeze me dry.

That intoxicating, ecstatic pleasure shot straight to my head, and my semen once again sprayed deep into the vagina of my biological mother who had raised me. I pressed myself against my mother, my penis swelling intermittently, with hot liquid splattering inside her uterus with each thrust.

The waves of semen brought the mother to the peak of orgasm time and time again. In the ecstasy of carnal desire, the mother gradually abandoned the modesty of a wife and mother. Her soul seemed to be torn into countless pieces and merged into the fiery passion of her own son, with no distinction between them anymore.

After I ejaculated, my mother’s skin would turn pink after her orgasm, and her body would be as soft as if she had no bones. Watching my mother still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, I was invigorated and still very sexually aroused after ejaculating inside her. I couldn’t let go of my mother and held her tightly in my arms, stroking her body. Our genitals were still intertwined and I didn’t pull out.

(My body has completely degenerated into the form my son desires… and during my fertile period… I’ve been raped by my son so many times… my uterus has been filled with semen so many times… my abdomen is so bloated… with this amount of semen… I’m bound to get pregnant… sigh… anyway, if this continues… pregnancy is only a matter of time…)

A moment later, the mother finally recovered from the ecstatic climax. She stood there, speechless, her gaze unfocused, staring blankly upwards. The days-long defilement during her critical period, the repeated penetration and ejaculation of her own son—all these had left her breathless and whimpering amidst his brutal abuse. The pain of friction and the stimulation of intercourse mingled and flooded her mind and body until she had no strength left to respond to, resist, or escape her son’s defilement. Even as he ejaculated deeply inside her, she no longer resisted, instead embracing him and savoring the afterglow of their shared climax…

After these acts of incest, rape, and sexual abuse, semen was everywhere on Mom’s buttocks, thighs, and the ground. Of course, most of the semen was inside Mom’s body, which caused her lower abdomen to bulge slightly.

“Look what you’ve done to your mother… Waaah…” My mother suddenly buried her face in my shoulder and started crying: “Mom has actually… become so lewd… Mom can now… be so shameless… moving on her own son’s crotch… Mom has fallen… Mom has been ruined by you… Mom has been played with and turned into a lewd woman… What face do I have left to be your mother… You’re so proud of yourself, aren’t you… Waaah…”

“Mom, I forgot to tell you some good news. In a few days, I’m planning to hold a fertilization ceremony for you. How about it? Isn’t it exciting to conceive and have a baby with your own son?” I whispered in my mother’s ear, “Mom, I will definitely get you pregnant. Mom, will you give me a baby?”

“No…no…I’m your biological mother…this…only this…is absolutely, absolutely not allowed…” The mother, panting, was startled and pleaded hurriedly.

“Why? Mom, we’re so in sync during sex. Mom, how much your honey pot loves my big cock, can’t you feel it? Mom, you were moaning so lewdly just now, you must have felt so good, right? Anyway, we’ve done everything we should and shouldn’t have done, so Mom, just be a good girl and give me a baby, okay?” I stroked my mother’s naked body and seduced her in her ear.

“No…no…I’m your biological mother…you’ve already done enough shameful for me…how can I bear your child…” the mother timidly retorted.

Seeing that my mother still wanted to maintain her dignity in front of me, I looked at her with dissatisfaction and said, “Why? Aren’t you afraid that I’ll send the video to Dad?”

My mother looked at me resentfully, sighed, and said, “Apart from this… I’ve let you do whatever you want… Why did you have to get me pregnant… to be pregnant with my own son’s child… It’s too terrible… I might as well just die…”

“Why? Incest between mother and son, incest between close relatives, Mom can accept all of that, so why can’t I accept pregnancy? Mom can just bear it, and the baby will be born in ten months!”

“Do you think getting Mom pregnant is such a simple thing?… If she really gets pregnant… Mom has to have prenatal checkups every month… and she has to register for hospitalization before delivery… What will she do about all that? And with inbreeding… the fetus might be deformed…”

“I’m so happy that Mom thought of so much!”

“Mom has already been…done like this by you…can I not reconsider? Sigh…” Mom said resentfully, leaning on my shoulder.

I hugged my mother triumphantly: “The more worried you are, the more I want to get you pregnant! As for what happens after that, we’ll think about it later! Just obediently submit to my cock, Mom. I’ll fill your pussy, belly, and even your high-heeled shoe’s anus with my sperm every day, letting you immerse yourself in the pleasure of my cock every day…”

The mother’s body trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming from her eyes: “What sins did I commit in my past life to be raped by my own son and forced to become pregnant? What will become of me now? What will I do?”

“Mom, don’t be so sad! Once you’re pregnant with the baby we love, you can come home, right? Hehe.”

“Oh my god! How could I have given birth to a son like you? You’re a monster!” The mother was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Hearing my mother’s sobs, I knew I had reached a crucial moment in disciplining her. I embraced my weak and powerless mother and lewdly said, “Slutty Mom, of course I’m proud! There are so many sons in the world who are obsessed with their mothers, but there must be very few who get to play with their own mothers, right? I thank you, Mom, for giving birth to me and for giving your son this opportunity to rape you with this big cock that you nurtured. I also thank you for taking such good care of yourself and leaving behind such a beautiful, sexy, and pregnant body. All of this is thanks to you, Mom! Hehe!”

“It’s all…it’s all Mom’s fault…Yes…Mom shouldn’t have been so careless…It turned out like this…Waaah…” After being repeatedly raped by her own son, the mother’s mind collapsed, and she sobbed sadly, blaming herself.

I started playing with my mother’s breasts and labia, comforting her by saying, “It’s not entirely my fault. Anyway, I’ve trained you into this state, and you can’t go back to the way you were before.”

The mother, who had been writhing, suddenly stopped. She stared blankly at the ceiling, muttering, “Yes… I’ve been trained like this… There’s no going back… Waaah…”

“Son, I’m willing to take responsibility. I’ll entrust my happiness for the rest of my life to you. I will always love you, Mom.” I gently comforted my mother while putting my arm around her waist and pulling her closer to me.

My mother’s soft, boneless body nestled gently in my arms, exuding a unique plumpness and warmth.

The wonderful sensation of touching her mother’s mature body came through her palms; the faint fragrance emanating from her dark, lustrous hair filled her nostrils…

“Slap!” My mother suddenly slapped me across the face, then burst into tears.

I hugged my mother tightly, and she swung her fists at me repeatedly. I grabbed her chin, pressed my lips to her tender red lips, and kissed her fiercely, as if I wanted to devour her lips whole.

He forcefully thrust his tongue into his mother’s mouth to entwine with her soft, sweet little tongue.

“Hmm…” Because of Gan’s rapid breathing, Mom tried desperately to pull her mouth away, and her limbs trembled violently, with a sound like sobbing coming from deep in her throat.

My mother was still hitting me, but I held on firmly. I knew she needed to vent her emotions. After all, she had been raped, trained, and sexually abused by her own son for so many days. If she didn’t let out her emotions, she wouldn’t be able to find peace. From another perspective, once she finished venting, that would be the time when she completely succumbed to her.