Jingying, Sun Three is for crystal: It is said that you can make up for whatever you lack, and all three holes are considered as lack of sunny crystal.
Four days have passed, and I still can't believe that I can have sex with my mother. This is completely impossible more than a month ago.
After having sex on the terrace facing the sun that day, we slept until after 11 o'clock and got up and checked out. On the way home, we tacitly talked about anything that happened last night, just like this kind of incest has never happened before.
In the past few days after I came back, my mother seemed to have nothing happened, and she still lived the same life. Every day she came back, she checked homework and watched variety shows. I once wondered if I had a dream, not a love
Only in bed late at night, I kept recalling her lower body, the feeling of my penis inserted into my vagina, the stimulation of her orgasm, and the scenes of us exercising hard on the bed, can I confirm that we have surpassed that step
What I can't figure out is that according to the current progress, I should be able to reach the point where I want it, but in fact it is not. Now I have to be more cautious than when I stayed in the oral sex stage. These days, my mother locked the door and refused to let me in. I wonder if I did something wrong. However, the time from home to bed every day is very normal, so normal that I dare not ask.
Before I lost my memory, the tremendous mistakes I made against her were unforgivable. If I had not lost my memory, the distance between me and her would have been gradually drifting away, because there was no opportunity for both to ease, and I did not have a plug-in with forward-looking thinking that could help me complete the strategy
After these three days of thinking, I don’t know why I have Huan Jue’s memory, I only know that it is absolutely related to our collision.
Since the moment I cum in my mother, I have thought I had my mother in my mouth. This feels so clear. After that, Huan Jue's memory has always retreated to the second line. I look at it from the perspective of a projector.
But what I never understand is why I subconsciously felt something was wrong. It was that in the process of beating my mother, within half a month after the script killing night, my progress and her progress had improved rapidly. It seemed that there was a kind of force in the dark that fueled the fire, making everything natural
The smoother it is, the more weird and unreasonable it seems. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. What I care about is the moment I inserted it, my mother's words. Brother.
Who is he? When I was 18cm away from her, she thought of not me or Lao Ma, but a senior brother. What kind of role is this senior brother? Why can he occupy such an important position in her life? Even when his son wants to sleep with her, he thinks of this person who has never mentioned in daily life. However, at this critical moment, he burst into deep thoughts of longing and longing in his heart, even more impressive than his son who has been facing each other every day.
Is it the first person to break her place, or is it the person like me whom she can't get, I have become his substitute
However, as her son, I really can't think of who has such great charm to replace me
Is it Huan Jue?
It's not like, after all, I know that she and I have always been above friends and are not full of lovers. In the years of being together, they have been vaguely testing each other, just like the constant pulling between me and her in the early days.
Waiting for...
Could it be Huan Jue?
If nothing unexpected happens, I give her the feeling that Brother Huanjue is. While I treat her as a junior sister's guide, she also regards herself as being in love with her senior brother?
The mother and son’s affairs are all involved in the relationship between the couple?
I have to say that now I am a state of being a Ma Natural, and I feel a little uncomfortable with this conclusion, just like my cock is clearly inserted into my mother's pussy, she and I are thinking about love and mating between brothers and sisters, and the stimulation of the taboo breakthrough has also decreased a lot.
But it is precisely because of this that she numbs herself and allows our relationship to break through the bottom line step by step in the past half month. Using this self-deception method to reduce the guilt of incest with her son a little?
I don’t know the answer. I really want to confront her when she comes home from get off work. I don’t know if it’s curiosity at work. So what if I know the answer?
She answered yes or not what changed the fact that we have already had sex?
Just as I was in deep thought when I looked at the food on the table, my mother came back. The moment she entered the door, I went up to her and gave her a warm hug.
She held her small bag and wrapped her hands around my neck, rubbed her face gently on my face, and then let go of her hands
Xiaoma, today I bought barbecue and came back to add food. Wait a little while, I will go to heat it up. After she said that, she put down the bag and took off her shoes, put on slippers and walked to the kitchen.
Seeing my mother busy in the kitchen, my mind couldn't help but fluctuate. Should I ask that question? Do I really want to know the answer?
Seeing her busy in front of the wash basin, I pondered for a long time, and finally gently hugged her waist from behind. She twisted and asked: What's wrong?
For a moment, I couldn't ask, and just stuttered: There's nothing Ah, can I just hug my mother?
After saying that, I pushed my lower body against her butt
She reached out and patted my thighs back: Stop making trouble, go wash your hands, I'm going to get better here
I followed the instructions and washed my hands and sat on the chair, waiting for her to put a plate of hot barbecue on the table, and we started to move together.
During the meal, we didn't say a word, which seemed a little embarrassed. Perhaps it was because there was a problem in my heart. In fact, this was the case a few days ago. I had to say something but stopped several times. After I had enough, my mother could see my strangeness and asked gently: What's wrong?
When will you go to work in a new position? I asked her from a different perspective. After all, I asked me to directly ask her who her senior brother is, or it is a bit abrupt.
Probably next week, I will go to work in September, and I will go to work next week to hand over the old president and get familiar with the environment
Oh... I responded absent-mindedly. One week later, my mother was going to work at the bank downstairs of Huanjue Company. Lao Wei's move really made me love and hate
You just want to ask about this thing?
My mother saw my expression and probably thought of something. She paused for a moment and said: I may be a little busy in the future. I can't come back so often to have dinner with Xiaoma.
I didn't ask this... I quickly denied that I was such a naive idea
Are you wondering why I've been so cold these days? She seemed to have seen through my thoughts at a glance
I'm not, I don't, I just... I'm just... I'm denying the third consecutive 7. The more I said, the less powerful I had to lower my head and admit it silently. This is much better than asking her abruptly who her senior brother is.
My aunt came on the way back that day, and just left today. My mother briefly outlined the strangeness of the past few days in a concise way.
I was overjoyed and immediately said: That...
In your eyes, is this how mother exists? A product to vent sexual desire?
She looked at my eyes seriously and suddenly changed her mind. I don’t know why, but I just felt that the speed between us seemed too fast, just like turning on the accelerator. You have lost your memory for only more than a month. We have experienced so many things. Looking back, I still feel that it is not very real. I don’t know if you understand what I mean
I understand, I really understand it very much. I thought about this question before she came back. It seems that the hand of friendship is driving the development of our relationship. Although it seems reasonable, there is always a sense of unreality in my heart.
I understand what you mean. In fact, I have been constantly recalling what happened since my memory loss these days. It is indeed incredible. I still can't believe that I can actually have sex with you, mom.
I said this bluntly, and saw my mother laughing red, not talking, just lowering her head to continue eating
So, is it OK today? I'll try to ask
I feel like I am no longer like myself. Why did I feel a little expectant and entangled rather than angry when my son made such a request? She said to herself.
I measured it over and over again and decided to stabilize the current atmosphere first, so I didn't care what the answer was, so I could only stand up, hugged her from behind, rested my head on her shoulder and said: Sometimes love is so inexplicable. Some people have known each other for more than ten years but have not broken that relationship. Some people have only got married and lived happily after only one week. How long is it? I am the child you gave birth to, from the time I cried loudly to the whimpering sound of you, isn't this ten years the cultivation of our relationship when we reached this stage? Do you think our time is short, but it is just a qualitative change caused by quantitative changes in our relationship for more than ten years?
My mother listened to my words, rubbed her face towards my head and asked: Quantitative change causes qualitative change. What book do you know about this?
Of course it is a political book... I said casually, but I found that my mother paused and she said: Do you plan to learn something after college?
I answered unexplainedly: If I can, I want to learn computers.
After a period of consideration, I did think about what to learn in the future. After all, I have some knowledge in liberal arts, especially in economics. In fact, I also want to know the knowledge in science and engineering. But I was old before and was troubled by work. I could no longer focus on my energy on science and engineering studies without profit.
It's different now, I can just make up for my shortcomings
Science and engineering are good, but will you be bald in the Mediterranean
I thought about it, if I am really bald, at worst I can shave my head, or there are so many wigs now, it should be no big problem: In the era when I am not bald, I hope you can take a look at me more carefully.
She turned around and stared at me, reached out to touch my face, and looked at me with a loving look: Bald or not, you are all my sons
As soon as she changed the subject, she touched her face with her hand and said resentfully: But at the age of your baldness, I should be an old lady.
I kissed her face and said: Wife...
She smiled and said: You go and play, I will wash the dishes. After that, I will push me to the hall.
I can't tell what's strange, I can only return to my room silently. I have used the daytime when there is no one at home, and I have already made one more key to my mother's room. I don't know that we are all in this relationship now, so why did she have to be careful of me when taking a shower
If the raid before I lost my memory made her extremely resistant to me, but after so long, I was already openly and honest, why can't I have a little interest?
After my mother came to check my homework as usual and went into the room to take a shower, I quietly eavesdropped on the sound inside outside the door and twisted the door handle. It was indeed still locked. I slowly inserted the key in and twisted silently. When a little light came out of the crack of the door, I squinted my eyes and looked at the situation inside.
I've heard the sound of water in the shower room
I took off all my clothes and put them on the bed, held the door handle of the shower room, closed my eyes and took three deep breaths, opened the door and entered the room
My mother was washing her body in the shower room. Her fair body looked even more seductive and charming under the rinsing of water. At this time, she was holding her hands in her chest, staring at me with wide eyes and shouting: Ma Nature! What are you doing? How can you open the door?
I opened the glass door of the shower naked, walked to the shower and wet my body together
Mom didn't bother to cover up and pushed me away with her hands: Go and go, what are you doing when you come in? Are you embarrassed?
Can I have sex? After saying that, I grabbed her and pushed my hands, and my whole body was close to her body, until my chest touched her chest
She sighed and said slowly: Why did I give birth to such a bastard guy?
Seeing that she had given in mercy, I began to ask for her neck with my lips. She leaned against the bathroom wall with her eyes closed, and her palms were naturally opened and pressed against the wall.
Seeing her so let go, I continued to slowly ask for my love down to her cherry position, and gently sucked it mischievously with my mouth. My mother couldn't help but make a slight sound.
In this case, my head looked up slightly, her breathing was disordered and rapid, and her body seemed to be tense, and the water droplets flowed out obscene water marks on our bodies.
My kiss was kept asking for it until her lower abdomen. When I gently touched her belly button with my tongue, my mother hugged my head with her right hand, looked at me with an unknown look, and whispered: You have lived here for more than nine months
When I heard this, my lower body stood up unsatisfiedly. I said vaguely: Last time I rushed into the bathroom. If you were so gentle, I wouldn't have hit my head.
A chestnut hit my head: If you didn't rush out and hit the pillar at that time, I'll hit you to become a vegetable
My mouth already touched the maomao on her lower body: I'm waiting here, you can hit me now
You... Mom didn't say it anymore, because my tongue had reached into her path. I held her seductive thighs with both hands, and the tip of my tongue was tasting the warm liquid that I didn't know was water or vaginal fluid
Mom's legs gradually spread out, and she even held the shower column with one hand, making a soft moan in her mouth
Huan Jue's memory has played a lot of this kind of bathroom play before, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could use the first person and my mother to do it in the bathroom in this way.
I saw that she was already moved, and stood up in the bathroom, and the two of them looked at each other. I held my cock with my hands and poked it to her path
Mom's butt moved down, and she found the right position more actively than me. I pushed hard, and the distance between the two became negative again.
She and I let out a low moan at the same time, and I began to push up against her chest and upwards
Maybe it was because it was wet in the bathroom, and my cock easily entered her deep. I kept going in and out, my mother bit her lips and looked at me with confused eyes.
This kind of gaze that was eager to refuse and welcome hit the softness deep in my heart. I lifted her left leg with my hand, so that her cave could accommodate me to the greatest extent.
When my mother saw me lifting her legs, she actually smiled at me. I didn't understand why, in my surprise, she lifted her left leg to my shoulder with difficulty, and her legs reached 180 degrees.
I felt the touch of her left leg on my shoulder and said in surprise: Is this the result of Mom's yoga?
Shhh…Don't talk
She didn't answer, but just held my waist tightly with her hands. I kept going in and out of her vagina with my cock that I didn't know was water or vaginal fluid, venting the energy I've been holding on for the past few days
I don't know how long I had been thrusting in front of her, and she and I were panting. My mother finally put her legs down. She pulled out my cock and sat directly on the ground, allowing the warm water from the shower to pour on her.
Xiaoma, have you cum secretly? It’s impossible that you haven’t cum for such a long time, right?
I was unhappy when I heard this. This was an insult to my ability. I said angrily: Why can you still be so hard after ejaculation? Try it!
I straightened into her mouth again
My mother suddenly invaded and seemed at a loss, but she quickly adapted to my cock. She stroked my butt and asked me to thrust her mouth on the initiative. Even if it hits her throat, she didn't let out a painful low moan.
I don't know why I still don't feel like squirting. Maybe it's because of the water flow. My Huanjue memory tells me that I once did it with a cannon friend in a private swimming pool. It's really hard to shoot, but now I'm not in the swimming pool, I'm just in the shower, and I've tried many things. I can only blame this reason for having a young and energetic body.
After my mother's mouth became sore, she spit out my mouth and said: I'm tired, if you can change your position, just go out and masturbate yourself. Mom, you are not interested, what if you want.
Hearing her scent, I raised her shoulders, she bent down to me, raised her butt, held the shower column with both hands, like a stripper dancing pole, her wet hair was pressed against her face, and her wet body exposed her most mysterious cave in front of me.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but think of what I did to Ma Yanran in the early days and went to the back door
Now that my mother has been conquered by me, I feel that the shadows of Ma Yanran and her mother are becoming more and more similar. I have not pierced this layer of paper before, or when she is still on top of my guard against me, I have a serious bonus to her for her elders.
But now she was holding her butt up in front of me and waiting for me to enter, I realized that there was a good daughter and a good mother. If they were sexually relaxed, they would be so similar.
I took out the shower fluid from the shelf and applied it to my cock. Then I held my mother's butt with both hands, aimed at her back door, took a deep breath, and pushed her closer!
Ah! What are you doing? You're going wrong! Mom turned her head and exclaimed
That's right, I'll help you wash your ass, I just applied shower gel, I pushed hard towards my asshole, I have to say, her back door is very tight, it should be the poncho door that has been opened for you from beginning to beginning
Don't do this! Mom hasn't tried it behind! Mom shrank forward, her eyes full of prayer
If I had no plug-in, I would definitely be impressed by such eyes, but I know that if a woman really doesn't want to be fucked, it would be completely fine if she is angry and turns around or even walks out directly.
But she didn't do that
I said excitedly: Isn’t that better? I gave it to my mother for the first time, and my mother also left it to me for the first time!
After hearing this, she did not resist. After a while of silence, she returned to the position of grabbing the shower column just now, and her butt was even higher.
Seeing this, I gritted my teeth and pushed forward under multiple pressures.
I have to say that my mother's dry road is still very compact even under the wet water flow, which is comparable to Ma Yanran. I used a lot of effort to enter a glans.
I heard that the person in front of me was already a little breathless, but since I could enter the glans, the most difficult part had been completed, so I can continue below
I tightened the strength of my lower body, held her butt, and shouted: Mom! I want to break your place!
After saying that, I used all my strength to push forward
Mom finally couldn't help but shout loudly: Ah!
I inserted my entire cock into my mother's anus! It is undeniable that I got her back door for the first time in the true sense!
I lay on my mother's back. Her legs were tight and her mouth was wide open and she couldn't make any sound. I rubbed my soft breasts and said gently: I've got my mother's first time.
As I kept going in and out, my mother's tight back door gradually adapted to my cock. I could pull out the whole piece and then sink it all into it.
During this process, my mother just closed her eyes and leaned against the shower column like a puppet without saying a word. Apart from the sound of water that accompanied me in and out, there was only the faint sound of us gasping for breath.
Why don't you make a sound? I couldn't help asking
What do you want me to say? Xiaoma is so awesome. The first time I got my mother's back door? No, I won't say it.
Mom stubbornly defends
Since there is no way to communicate effectively, I can only focus on the joy of thrusting myself
The back door is tighter than the vagina. With the first opening of the way, I couldn't help but think that my mother and sister's first back door was obtained by myself. I actually had the opportunity to compare the different feelings of the two for the first time.
It is obvious that Ma Yanran has applied Vaseline and actively combined it, so it is relatively easy and smooth to enter the back door. Although my mother was taking a shower this time and I also applied shower gel, I was always a sneak attack. At first, she couldn't let go, which made me feel that her dry path was more difficult to enter than her daughter.
But these comparisons are meaningless. What I am excited about is that as a son, I can penetrate three holes together, and this last hole is her first time
I asked with a smile: Mom, is the names of Yanyan and I short of water so there is a word Ah?
Why do you ask these? The one under the character "Ran" is not water, but fire, but the character "Ran" belongs to metal. You lack gold, so you have this name
Mom took me to touch her breasts and leaned down and penetrated into her vagina. It seemed that I couldn't just plug in the back door and ignore the front door.
So why don’t you use the word Xin in a shortage of gold? I continued to ask
You are not short of a lot of money, why do you use this word? Mom replied
So is the crystal characters missing? I finally guided the question I want to ask
You asked me just to ask about the lack of sun, right? These jokes are so bad. My fingers lightly played with the bottom, and she responded with a soft voice.
I was thinking about Ah, Jingzi, three days, I have been using my mother's three places, and today I can change my name to Lin Jingxin, I joked.
Stop talking about these things that are gone, are you going to ejaculate? I didn’t expect my mother to tease me so directly, but maybe my thrust made her uncomfortable?
wrong!
I could see that her approval turned red under the hot shower, but her face was rosier than usual. Although I didn't say it, I saw her gritting her teeth and said these words in a relaxed tone with difficulty.
After I understood this meaning, I held her waist and accelerated her lower body to fuck her. The foam from the shower gel began to pour out from where we were having sex. I smiled and said: I will help my mother clean the back door, it's almost done, mom will endure it for a while.
My mother bit her lower lip and stared at me with a confused but furious look: Stop talking about the joke, I feel so strange...
I exercised back and forth with all my heart, holding her swaying breasts with both hands, just like playing with precious ceramics. In this bathroom filled with water vapor, we gradually did not make any unnecessary sounds, only the sound of the shower and the sound of the squirting sound filled it.
I can't tell who the woman under me is, I only know that this is the woman I love deeply. I am attacking her anus. Today, I have inserted three holes into her, and what I have entered and exited now is the place where she has never been occupied by anyone in the past 30 years.
At this time, the feeling of victory and loss was even stronger than that of my own broken place a few days earlier. Perhaps it was because of this that I got my mother’s first time and won everyone’s pleasure, which led to me being reluctant to spit out this stream of semen for a long time.
I saw that the woman under me was already limp. My hands were holding her waist and in and out silently. Her legs were trembling and spreading out in a stance of Nei Ba. Her upper body had already been pressed against the wall. Her hands were drooping, her eyes were closed, her face was flushed and her breathing was rapid.
Seeing her pose being played with, I could no longer help but push my lower body forward to the end, and spewed out the semen that I had accumulated for a few days deep in her anus.
Mom should have felt my squirting. She sighed, I pulled out my cock, gently hugged her from behind, and said: Mom, thank you
Mom's eyes opened a gap, she glanced at me, pulled down with her hand, and a trace of white liquid was stained with the tip of her fingers. She said: Are you satisfied? Mom's back door has been broken by you, three holes are inserted together, Jing Xin, you can scream!
After saying that, she thrust her on the head and said: Go out, I really want to take a shower. You made me wash again
No! Do you have the heart to let me walk out naked? I said coquettishly
Then you came in naked just now? Mom said, rinsing her lower body directly with a shower
I didn't wash it just now, now we're all wet, I'll catch a cold when I go out naked, I try to stay in the bathroom and take a shower with my mother
She looked at me with her eyes slanted and compromised under my sincere gaze: Wash quickly
I took out the shower gel, applied it on my hands, and slowly pressed it on his chest. My mother didn't dodge it. She said: Just wash yourself, don't worry about me
But...I think it's interesting to take a shower together to wash each other? I defended
My mother might feel that her lower body has been washed, and she hangs the shower head back to her head. She also squeezes out the shower gel, scans me up and down, holds my cock in one hand and rubs it: Then I will help you wash your cock, are you satisfied? You actually want this?
To be honest, I didn't think so, but I won't explain if my mother misunderstood so much
With our help, we delayed in the bathroom for another twenty minutes before we came out to dress and blow our hair while we were helping each other.
After I went back to my room to tidy up, I opened the door and entered my mother's room. Sure enough, she was still blowing her hair
I walked over and grabbed the hair dryer and said: I'll help you blow it for mom.
My mother didn't resist much, and let me take the hair dryer to help her blow her hair. I saw her in the mirror and felt a little angry. I immediately understood it and said: Mom, I'm sorry
My good son, why are you sorry for your mother? She replied
Oops, it turns out that lust turns into anger after lust
I knew that admitting my mistake was the only choice at this time, so I said: I shouldn't have attacked my mother, and I shouldn't have forcibly taken away your first time
Don't emphasize the first time, I'm talking like a Virgin, I saw her face in the mirror with a subtle change, I knew my apology was still useful after all.
Isn't this an Oedipus complex? When I knew that my mother's back door had not been in, the disappointment in my heart suddenly turned into excitement, because I knew that without mother, there would be no virgin mother, unless you are a surrogate, but if you are a surrogate, I will become rootless water and eventually lose that feeling.
I explained that I didn't forget to lift her hair up to make the hair dryer dryer
Did the mother give her the other first time except for the back door just now? The atmosphere has finally come to my right, and I can try to further explore her past events.
My mother looked at me in the mirror and asked: Do you really want to know these things?
I guess no man likes his mother and has been fucked by many people, right? I explained
She closed her eyes and said lightly: My first time is not for your dad
But I feel that "The Wanderer's Song" echoes in my mind at this moment, and I never thought that this is the answer!
In Huan Jue's memory, my mother has many suitors, but apart from Lao Ma, I have never heard of her having sex before. I don't believe that she had no broken parts after dating Lao Ma but was fucked by others. So I can only say that she was no longer a virgin in high school!
The movements on my hands slowed down. She could see that I was absent-minded and said: What's wrong? I can't stand it if my mother and a man other than my father have done it?
I was speechless, thought for a long time, and decided to ask what I heard at that time: The first time, I just went in, and I heard you say the word "Senior Brother". This is your first time with Mom?
Mom crossed her arms and said: No...
So, my mother is not only Lao Ma and her first love, but also another person!
Who is he? The movements on my hand stopped, and for some reason, a bitterness spread in my mouth. I asked these words with difficulty
Seeing that I was already trembling, she asked me to put down the hair dryer, then walked to the cabinet, and took out the secret box I found in front of me. She took out the one on it and said, "See you on the roof of the library after school."
old white paper on dressing table
I looked at the piece of paper and didn't understand, so she said to herself: I think it's nothing to tell you about this matter, but you may not want to listen to it, but I have been in my heart for more than ten years.
I didn't interrupt her, she continued: This blank piece of paper was written to a senior brother in college. He was two years older than me. When I met him in my freshman year, I secretly liked him, but I never dared to confess that the social atmosphere at that time told me that women's initiative would make them worthless, so I kept it in my heart.
Until my friend told me that he liked me too, but he didn't dare to confess his love. I knew that I was not one-sided.
My mother was trapped in memories. I was still in place at this time, but I was not willing to continue thinking deeply, and I was still waiting to listen to her memories.
I was already a sophomore at that time, and he had a relatively fixed position in the study room for his senior year. I don’t know if he was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination or something, but every time I saw him, I would say hello to him carefully, but he didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic until one day in November. I remember that day was very cold. When I had more than an hour in the afternoon, I mustered up the courage to put down this white paper in the gap when he got up and went out.
I sat on the bed, constantly thinking in my mind whether it was Huan Jue or not. If so, then what day was I talking about?
But unexpectedly, he didn't come back after he went out that day. I waited on the roof for more than an hour, and my hands and feet were cold. My mother shook her head and looked at the blank paper and said to herself.
Then what? That's it? I couldn't help but ask nervously
I returned to the study room and found that there was no blank piece of paper that had not been moved. I put it away and prepared to put it next time. But unexpectedly, I was reading books in the study room until evening that day. When I just went downstairs, I saw him and a senior sister coming back from outside the school with a smile. I had never seen that smile when he was chatting with me. The senior sister was indeed beautiful. She was one of the beauties in the club before. I heard that senior sister was single, so I wondered if it was a coincidence?
Unexpectedly, a few days later, I heard my senior sister dating, so I took it for granted that I was with him, so I stopped missing him and wish him happiness.
How could you just back down like this? Maybe they didn't date? You just thought they were dating and retreated? Have you found out the truth? I couldn't help but blurt out
I could no longer bear it. Although I thought I was 100% Ma Yan, Huan Jue's memory was so clear. As soon as she spoke it, I knew what was going on.
That day should be the first semester of my senior year. A group of people who are a member of the same club, who are a class younger than me, usually have a group of people playing together.
At that time, Huang Mei had already quit the club. She said she wanted to visit a classmate who had broken her leg and rested at home in the early stage. She wanted to find me to go with her.
It just so happened that classmate was also familiar with me, so I agreed to set off with her
The classmate was almost well that day. He took us to several local specialty places in a wheelchair and pushed me. Until after the three of us had dinner at 8 o'clock in the evening, Huang Mei and I took the bus back to school.
Huang Mei is the kind of person who looks gentle and quiet. She looks similar to Jingxin, but she is a more manly woman. Because I don’t have any feelings for her, I can speak with her easily. We have a strong relationship. Later, a few days later, she dated another old Yang in the club.
I didn't expect it was that time, just that time, all the time was just right
If it wasn't for putting paper that day, if I didn't go out that day, if I didn't come back, if Jingxin happened to be touched by Huang Mei and I came back, if Huang Mei hadn't dating a few days later, if Jingxin didn't ask clearly after knowing it, if...
If so many things cause this inevitable result, at this moment, I can't help but feel sad from my heart. It's not me, but there is a kind of sadness that is played with by fate that is entangled in my heart, making me unable to breathe
I closed my eyes and didn't want to continue thinking deeply. I repeatedly emphasized in my mind that this is just Huan Jue's memory, and I am Ma Nature
But no matter how I think, the present that I have never missed any mistake can make Huan Jue's memory, who has never had Jingxin, feels like a knife.
I clearly know that if there were no such things, there would be no horses and I would have appeared naturally, but I am really sad, very sad
Even shed crystal tears without realizing it
My mother was stunned after hearing my cry, and when she saw me lowered her head and shed tears. The contrast between the front and back made her inexplicable: Xiaoma...what is wrong with you?
She stood up and walked to the bed and hugged my head, saying: Without these things, there would be no you and Yanyan, everything was just right
I just regret Huan Jue, I couldn't help but say it
My mother hugged me and suddenly tightened her hand and asked incredibly: How do you know who I am talking about? How do you know this person Huan Jue? You... cannot!
Oops, when I was unsteady, I accidentally revealed something I shouldn't know. My mind was running rapidly, but at this moment I seemed to be dead, and this was a dead end!
At this time, my mother asked relentlessly: You said Ah? How did you know that the senior brother I mentioned was Huan Jue? You shouldn't know him!
I know a friend, whose surname is Wei. I often went to his house to play games for a while. When I saw his father saying that he was your mom and your classmate. Then I talked about gossip and mentioned that Huan Jue is also your mom and your suitor. I matched the number based on what you said and Uncle Wei.
I finally found a breakthrough point. Lao Wei's child is also a second-tier student. Although I naturally don't know him, it shouldn't matter if I borrow it and use it.
Uncle Wei? The CBRC? Mom asked in confusion
I don't know, I just know that his family is quite rich, I said vaguely
Then why are you crying? Mom still thinks my behavior is weird
Ah, I have been playing scripts and killing a lot recently. This kind of plot sounds like an emotional routine, just crying. I continue to be vague, hoping to fool you
OK, you go back to your room first. I want to read a book today. If you have something to learn when changing jobs, don't disturb me
My mother issued an order to expel the guest, and I didn't want to stay here, so I hurried back to my room
Lying on the bed, my mood cannot calm down for a long time. Is this fate messing with people? Without these misunderstandings, Huan Jue may have the chance to tie the knot with his mother. The white moonlight of more than ten years will become a person by his pillow.
But in this way, I will no longer exist. Even if they give birth to a pair of twins, I even changed my name to Huan Natural, but am I still me?
I can't give myself an answer to this philosophical question. Huan Jue's memory, which was entrenched in my mind, seemed to fall into silence after the initial grief after learning this story.
I also understand that when I just entered, I couldn't accept such dramatic stories
But just as I was still immersed in this lament, a WeChat message broke my sorrow. Lu Ming sent a message: Stinky dad, I'm back tomorrow!
Four days have passed, and I still can't believe that I can have sex with my mother. This is completely impossible more than a month ago.
After having sex on the terrace facing the sun that day, we slept until after 11 o'clock and got up and checked out. On the way home, we tacitly talked about anything that happened last night, just like this kind of incest has never happened before.
In the past few days after I came back, my mother seemed to have nothing happened, and she still lived the same life. Every day she came back, she checked homework and watched variety shows. I once wondered if I had a dream, not a love
Only in bed late at night, I kept recalling her lower body, the feeling of my penis inserted into my vagina, the stimulation of her orgasm, and the scenes of us exercising hard on the bed, can I confirm that we have surpassed that step
What I can't figure out is that according to the current progress, I should be able to reach the point where I want it, but in fact it is not. Now I have to be more cautious than when I stayed in the oral sex stage. These days, my mother locked the door and refused to let me in. I wonder if I did something wrong. However, the time from home to bed every day is very normal, so normal that I dare not ask.
Before I lost my memory, the tremendous mistakes I made against her were unforgivable. If I had not lost my memory, the distance between me and her would have been gradually drifting away, because there was no opportunity for both to ease, and I did not have a plug-in with forward-looking thinking that could help me complete the strategy
After these three days of thinking, I don’t know why I have Huan Jue’s memory, I only know that it is absolutely related to our collision.
Since the moment I cum in my mother, I have thought I had my mother in my mouth. This feels so clear. After that, Huan Jue's memory has always retreated to the second line. I look at it from the perspective of a projector.
But what I never understand is why I subconsciously felt something was wrong. It was that in the process of beating my mother, within half a month after the script killing night, my progress and her progress had improved rapidly. It seemed that there was a kind of force in the dark that fueled the fire, making everything natural
The smoother it is, the more weird and unreasonable it seems. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. What I care about is the moment I inserted it, my mother's words. Brother.
Who is he? When I was 18cm away from her, she thought of not me or Lao Ma, but a senior brother. What kind of role is this senior brother? Why can he occupy such an important position in her life? Even when his son wants to sleep with her, he thinks of this person who has never mentioned in daily life. However, at this critical moment, he burst into deep thoughts of longing and longing in his heart, even more impressive than his son who has been facing each other every day.
Is it the first person to break her place, or is it the person like me whom she can't get, I have become his substitute
However, as her son, I really can't think of who has such great charm to replace me
Is it Huan Jue?
It's not like, after all, I know that she and I have always been above friends and are not full of lovers. In the years of being together, they have been vaguely testing each other, just like the constant pulling between me and her in the early days.
Waiting for...
Could it be Huan Jue?
If nothing unexpected happens, I give her the feeling that Brother Huanjue is. While I treat her as a junior sister's guide, she also regards herself as being in love with her senior brother?
The mother and son’s affairs are all involved in the relationship between the couple?
I have to say that now I am a state of being a Ma Natural, and I feel a little uncomfortable with this conclusion, just like my cock is clearly inserted into my mother's pussy, she and I are thinking about love and mating between brothers and sisters, and the stimulation of the taboo breakthrough has also decreased a lot.
But it is precisely because of this that she numbs herself and allows our relationship to break through the bottom line step by step in the past half month. Using this self-deception method to reduce the guilt of incest with her son a little?
I don’t know the answer. I really want to confront her when she comes home from get off work. I don’t know if it’s curiosity at work. So what if I know the answer?
She answered yes or not what changed the fact that we have already had sex?
Just as I was in deep thought when I looked at the food on the table, my mother came back. The moment she entered the door, I went up to her and gave her a warm hug.
She held her small bag and wrapped her hands around my neck, rubbed her face gently on my face, and then let go of her hands
Xiaoma, today I bought barbecue and came back to add food. Wait a little while, I will go to heat it up. After she said that, she put down the bag and took off her shoes, put on slippers and walked to the kitchen.
Seeing my mother busy in the kitchen, my mind couldn't help but fluctuate. Should I ask that question? Do I really want to know the answer?
Seeing her busy in front of the wash basin, I pondered for a long time, and finally gently hugged her waist from behind. She twisted and asked: What's wrong?
For a moment, I couldn't ask, and just stuttered: There's nothing Ah, can I just hug my mother?
After saying that, I pushed my lower body against her butt
She reached out and patted my thighs back: Stop making trouble, go wash your hands, I'm going to get better here
I followed the instructions and washed my hands and sat on the chair, waiting for her to put a plate of hot barbecue on the table, and we started to move together.
During the meal, we didn't say a word, which seemed a little embarrassed. Perhaps it was because there was a problem in my heart. In fact, this was the case a few days ago. I had to say something but stopped several times. After I had enough, my mother could see my strangeness and asked gently: What's wrong?
When will you go to work in a new position? I asked her from a different perspective. After all, I asked me to directly ask her who her senior brother is, or it is a bit abrupt.
Probably next week, I will go to work in September, and I will go to work next week to hand over the old president and get familiar with the environment
Oh... I responded absent-mindedly. One week later, my mother was going to work at the bank downstairs of Huanjue Company. Lao Wei's move really made me love and hate
You just want to ask about this thing?
My mother saw my expression and probably thought of something. She paused for a moment and said: I may be a little busy in the future. I can't come back so often to have dinner with Xiaoma.
I didn't ask this... I quickly denied that I was such a naive idea
Are you wondering why I've been so cold these days? She seemed to have seen through my thoughts at a glance
I'm not, I don't, I just... I'm just... I'm denying the third consecutive 7. The more I said, the less powerful I had to lower my head and admit it silently. This is much better than asking her abruptly who her senior brother is.
My aunt came on the way back that day, and just left today. My mother briefly outlined the strangeness of the past few days in a concise way.
I was overjoyed and immediately said: That...
In your eyes, is this how mother exists? A product to vent sexual desire?
She looked at my eyes seriously and suddenly changed her mind. I don’t know why, but I just felt that the speed between us seemed too fast, just like turning on the accelerator. You have lost your memory for only more than a month. We have experienced so many things. Looking back, I still feel that it is not very real. I don’t know if you understand what I mean
I understand, I really understand it very much. I thought about this question before she came back. It seems that the hand of friendship is driving the development of our relationship. Although it seems reasonable, there is always a sense of unreality in my heart.
I understand what you mean. In fact, I have been constantly recalling what happened since my memory loss these days. It is indeed incredible. I still can't believe that I can actually have sex with you, mom.
I said this bluntly, and saw my mother laughing red, not talking, just lowering her head to continue eating
So, is it OK today? I'll try to ask
I feel like I am no longer like myself. Why did I feel a little expectant and entangled rather than angry when my son made such a request? She said to herself.
I measured it over and over again and decided to stabilize the current atmosphere first, so I didn't care what the answer was, so I could only stand up, hugged her from behind, rested my head on her shoulder and said: Sometimes love is so inexplicable. Some people have known each other for more than ten years but have not broken that relationship. Some people have only got married and lived happily after only one week. How long is it? I am the child you gave birth to, from the time I cried loudly to the whimpering sound of you, isn't this ten years the cultivation of our relationship when we reached this stage? Do you think our time is short, but it is just a qualitative change caused by quantitative changes in our relationship for more than ten years?
My mother listened to my words, rubbed her face towards my head and asked: Quantitative change causes qualitative change. What book do you know about this?
Of course it is a political book... I said casually, but I found that my mother paused and she said: Do you plan to learn something after college?
I answered unexplainedly: If I can, I want to learn computers.
After a period of consideration, I did think about what to learn in the future. After all, I have some knowledge in liberal arts, especially in economics. In fact, I also want to know the knowledge in science and engineering. But I was old before and was troubled by work. I could no longer focus on my energy on science and engineering studies without profit.
It's different now, I can just make up for my shortcomings
Science and engineering are good, but will you be bald in the Mediterranean
I thought about it, if I am really bald, at worst I can shave my head, or there are so many wigs now, it should be no big problem: In the era when I am not bald, I hope you can take a look at me more carefully.
She turned around and stared at me, reached out to touch my face, and looked at me with a loving look: Bald or not, you are all my sons
As soon as she changed the subject, she touched her face with her hand and said resentfully: But at the age of your baldness, I should be an old lady.
I kissed her face and said: Wife...
She smiled and said: You go and play, I will wash the dishes. After that, I will push me to the hall.
I can't tell what's strange, I can only return to my room silently. I have used the daytime when there is no one at home, and I have already made one more key to my mother's room. I don't know that we are all in this relationship now, so why did she have to be careful of me when taking a shower
If the raid before I lost my memory made her extremely resistant to me, but after so long, I was already openly and honest, why can't I have a little interest?
After my mother came to check my homework as usual and went into the room to take a shower, I quietly eavesdropped on the sound inside outside the door and twisted the door handle. It was indeed still locked. I slowly inserted the key in and twisted silently. When a little light came out of the crack of the door, I squinted my eyes and looked at the situation inside.
I've heard the sound of water in the shower room
I took off all my clothes and put them on the bed, held the door handle of the shower room, closed my eyes and took three deep breaths, opened the door and entered the room
My mother was washing her body in the shower room. Her fair body looked even more seductive and charming under the rinsing of water. At this time, she was holding her hands in her chest, staring at me with wide eyes and shouting: Ma Nature! What are you doing? How can you open the door?
I opened the glass door of the shower naked, walked to the shower and wet my body together
Mom didn't bother to cover up and pushed me away with her hands: Go and go, what are you doing when you come in? Are you embarrassed?
Can I have sex? After saying that, I grabbed her and pushed my hands, and my whole body was close to her body, until my chest touched her chest
She sighed and said slowly: Why did I give birth to such a bastard guy?
Seeing that she had given in mercy, I began to ask for her neck with my lips. She leaned against the bathroom wall with her eyes closed, and her palms were naturally opened and pressed against the wall.
Seeing her so let go, I continued to slowly ask for my love down to her cherry position, and gently sucked it mischievously with my mouth. My mother couldn't help but make a slight sound.
In this case, my head looked up slightly, her breathing was disordered and rapid, and her body seemed to be tense, and the water droplets flowed out obscene water marks on our bodies.
My kiss was kept asking for it until her lower abdomen. When I gently touched her belly button with my tongue, my mother hugged my head with her right hand, looked at me with an unknown look, and whispered: You have lived here for more than nine months
When I heard this, my lower body stood up unsatisfiedly. I said vaguely: Last time I rushed into the bathroom. If you were so gentle, I wouldn't have hit my head.
A chestnut hit my head: If you didn't rush out and hit the pillar at that time, I'll hit you to become a vegetable
My mouth already touched the maomao on her lower body: I'm waiting here, you can hit me now
You... Mom didn't say it anymore, because my tongue had reached into her path. I held her seductive thighs with both hands, and the tip of my tongue was tasting the warm liquid that I didn't know was water or vaginal fluid
Mom's legs gradually spread out, and she even held the shower column with one hand, making a soft moan in her mouth
Huan Jue's memory has played a lot of this kind of bathroom play before, but I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could use the first person and my mother to do it in the bathroom in this way.
I saw that she was already moved, and stood up in the bathroom, and the two of them looked at each other. I held my cock with my hands and poked it to her path
Mom's butt moved down, and she found the right position more actively than me. I pushed hard, and the distance between the two became negative again.
She and I let out a low moan at the same time, and I began to push up against her chest and upwards
Maybe it was because it was wet in the bathroom, and my cock easily entered her deep. I kept going in and out, my mother bit her lips and looked at me with confused eyes.
This kind of gaze that was eager to refuse and welcome hit the softness deep in my heart. I lifted her left leg with my hand, so that her cave could accommodate me to the greatest extent.
When my mother saw me lifting her legs, she actually smiled at me. I didn't understand why, in my surprise, she lifted her left leg to my shoulder with difficulty, and her legs reached 180 degrees.
I felt the touch of her left leg on my shoulder and said in surprise: Is this the result of Mom's yoga?
Shhh…Don't talk
She didn't answer, but just held my waist tightly with her hands. I kept going in and out of her vagina with my cock that I didn't know was water or vaginal fluid, venting the energy I've been holding on for the past few days
I don't know how long I had been thrusting in front of her, and she and I were panting. My mother finally put her legs down. She pulled out my cock and sat directly on the ground, allowing the warm water from the shower to pour on her.
Xiaoma, have you cum secretly? It’s impossible that you haven’t cum for such a long time, right?
I was unhappy when I heard this. This was an insult to my ability. I said angrily: Why can you still be so hard after ejaculation? Try it!
I straightened into her mouth again
My mother suddenly invaded and seemed at a loss, but she quickly adapted to my cock. She stroked my butt and asked me to thrust her mouth on the initiative. Even if it hits her throat, she didn't let out a painful low moan.
I don't know why I still don't feel like squirting. Maybe it's because of the water flow. My Huanjue memory tells me that I once did it with a cannon friend in a private swimming pool. It's really hard to shoot, but now I'm not in the swimming pool, I'm just in the shower, and I've tried many things. I can only blame this reason for having a young and energetic body.
After my mother's mouth became sore, she spit out my mouth and said: I'm tired, if you can change your position, just go out and masturbate yourself. Mom, you are not interested, what if you want.
Hearing her scent, I raised her shoulders, she bent down to me, raised her butt, held the shower column with both hands, like a stripper dancing pole, her wet hair was pressed against her face, and her wet body exposed her most mysterious cave in front of me.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but think of what I did to Ma Yanran in the early days and went to the back door
Now that my mother has been conquered by me, I feel that the shadows of Ma Yanran and her mother are becoming more and more similar. I have not pierced this layer of paper before, or when she is still on top of my guard against me, I have a serious bonus to her for her elders.
But now she was holding her butt up in front of me and waiting for me to enter, I realized that there was a good daughter and a good mother. If they were sexually relaxed, they would be so similar.
I took out the shower fluid from the shelf and applied it to my cock. Then I held my mother's butt with both hands, aimed at her back door, took a deep breath, and pushed her closer!
Ah! What are you doing? You're going wrong! Mom turned her head and exclaimed
That's right, I'll help you wash your ass, I just applied shower gel, I pushed hard towards my asshole, I have to say, her back door is very tight, it should be the poncho door that has been opened for you from beginning to beginning
Don't do this! Mom hasn't tried it behind! Mom shrank forward, her eyes full of prayer
If I had no plug-in, I would definitely be impressed by such eyes, but I know that if a woman really doesn't want to be fucked, it would be completely fine if she is angry and turns around or even walks out directly.
But she didn't do that
I said excitedly: Isn’t that better? I gave it to my mother for the first time, and my mother also left it to me for the first time!
After hearing this, she did not resist. After a while of silence, she returned to the position of grabbing the shower column just now, and her butt was even higher.
Seeing this, I gritted my teeth and pushed forward under multiple pressures.
I have to say that my mother's dry road is still very compact even under the wet water flow, which is comparable to Ma Yanran. I used a lot of effort to enter a glans.
I heard that the person in front of me was already a little breathless, but since I could enter the glans, the most difficult part had been completed, so I can continue below
I tightened the strength of my lower body, held her butt, and shouted: Mom! I want to break your place!
After saying that, I used all my strength to push forward
Mom finally couldn't help but shout loudly: Ah!
I inserted my entire cock into my mother's anus! It is undeniable that I got her back door for the first time in the true sense!
I lay on my mother's back. Her legs were tight and her mouth was wide open and she couldn't make any sound. I rubbed my soft breasts and said gently: I've got my mother's first time.
As I kept going in and out, my mother's tight back door gradually adapted to my cock. I could pull out the whole piece and then sink it all into it.
During this process, my mother just closed her eyes and leaned against the shower column like a puppet without saying a word. Apart from the sound of water that accompanied me in and out, there was only the faint sound of us gasping for breath.
Why don't you make a sound? I couldn't help asking
What do you want me to say? Xiaoma is so awesome. The first time I got my mother's back door? No, I won't say it.
Mom stubbornly defends
Since there is no way to communicate effectively, I can only focus on the joy of thrusting myself
The back door is tighter than the vagina. With the first opening of the way, I couldn't help but think that my mother and sister's first back door was obtained by myself. I actually had the opportunity to compare the different feelings of the two for the first time.
It is obvious that Ma Yanran has applied Vaseline and actively combined it, so it is relatively easy and smooth to enter the back door. Although my mother was taking a shower this time and I also applied shower gel, I was always a sneak attack. At first, she couldn't let go, which made me feel that her dry path was more difficult to enter than her daughter.
But these comparisons are meaningless. What I am excited about is that as a son, I can penetrate three holes together, and this last hole is her first time
I asked with a smile: Mom, is the names of Yanyan and I short of water so there is a word Ah?
Why do you ask these? The one under the character "Ran" is not water, but fire, but the character "Ran" belongs to metal. You lack gold, so you have this name
Mom took me to touch her breasts and leaned down and penetrated into her vagina. It seemed that I couldn't just plug in the back door and ignore the front door.
So why don’t you use the word Xin in a shortage of gold? I continued to ask
You are not short of a lot of money, why do you use this word? Mom replied
So is the crystal characters missing? I finally guided the question I want to ask
You asked me just to ask about the lack of sun, right? These jokes are so bad. My fingers lightly played with the bottom, and she responded with a soft voice.
I was thinking about Ah, Jingzi, three days, I have been using my mother's three places, and today I can change my name to Lin Jingxin, I joked.
Stop talking about these things that are gone, are you going to ejaculate? I didn’t expect my mother to tease me so directly, but maybe my thrust made her uncomfortable?
wrong!
I could see that her approval turned red under the hot shower, but her face was rosier than usual. Although I didn't say it, I saw her gritting her teeth and said these words in a relaxed tone with difficulty.
After I understood this meaning, I held her waist and accelerated her lower body to fuck her. The foam from the shower gel began to pour out from where we were having sex. I smiled and said: I will help my mother clean the back door, it's almost done, mom will endure it for a while.
My mother bit her lower lip and stared at me with a confused but furious look: Stop talking about the joke, I feel so strange...
I exercised back and forth with all my heart, holding her swaying breasts with both hands, just like playing with precious ceramics. In this bathroom filled with water vapor, we gradually did not make any unnecessary sounds, only the sound of the shower and the sound of the squirting sound filled it.
I can't tell who the woman under me is, I only know that this is the woman I love deeply. I am attacking her anus. Today, I have inserted three holes into her, and what I have entered and exited now is the place where she has never been occupied by anyone in the past 30 years.
At this time, the feeling of victory and loss was even stronger than that of my own broken place a few days earlier. Perhaps it was because of this that I got my mother’s first time and won everyone’s pleasure, which led to me being reluctant to spit out this stream of semen for a long time.
I saw that the woman under me was already limp. My hands were holding her waist and in and out silently. Her legs were trembling and spreading out in a stance of Nei Ba. Her upper body had already been pressed against the wall. Her hands were drooping, her eyes were closed, her face was flushed and her breathing was rapid.
Seeing her pose being played with, I could no longer help but push my lower body forward to the end, and spewed out the semen that I had accumulated for a few days deep in her anus.
Mom should have felt my squirting. She sighed, I pulled out my cock, gently hugged her from behind, and said: Mom, thank you
Mom's eyes opened a gap, she glanced at me, pulled down with her hand, and a trace of white liquid was stained with the tip of her fingers. She said: Are you satisfied? Mom's back door has been broken by you, three holes are inserted together, Jing Xin, you can scream!
After saying that, she thrust her on the head and said: Go out, I really want to take a shower. You made me wash again
No! Do you have the heart to let me walk out naked? I said coquettishly
Then you came in naked just now? Mom said, rinsing her lower body directly with a shower
I didn't wash it just now, now we're all wet, I'll catch a cold when I go out naked, I try to stay in the bathroom and take a shower with my mother
She looked at me with her eyes slanted and compromised under my sincere gaze: Wash quickly
I took out the shower gel, applied it on my hands, and slowly pressed it on his chest. My mother didn't dodge it. She said: Just wash yourself, don't worry about me
But...I think it's interesting to take a shower together to wash each other? I defended
My mother might feel that her lower body has been washed, and she hangs the shower head back to her head. She also squeezes out the shower gel, scans me up and down, holds my cock in one hand and rubs it: Then I will help you wash your cock, are you satisfied? You actually want this?
To be honest, I didn't think so, but I won't explain if my mother misunderstood so much
With our help, we delayed in the bathroom for another twenty minutes before we came out to dress and blow our hair while we were helping each other.
After I went back to my room to tidy up, I opened the door and entered my mother's room. Sure enough, she was still blowing her hair
I walked over and grabbed the hair dryer and said: I'll help you blow it for mom.
My mother didn't resist much, and let me take the hair dryer to help her blow her hair. I saw her in the mirror and felt a little angry. I immediately understood it and said: Mom, I'm sorry
My good son, why are you sorry for your mother? She replied
Oops, it turns out that lust turns into anger after lust
I knew that admitting my mistake was the only choice at this time, so I said: I shouldn't have attacked my mother, and I shouldn't have forcibly taken away your first time
Don't emphasize the first time, I'm talking like a Virgin, I saw her face in the mirror with a subtle change, I knew my apology was still useful after all.
Isn't this an Oedipus complex? When I knew that my mother's back door had not been in, the disappointment in my heart suddenly turned into excitement, because I knew that without mother, there would be no virgin mother, unless you are a surrogate, but if you are a surrogate, I will become rootless water and eventually lose that feeling.
I explained that I didn't forget to lift her hair up to make the hair dryer dryer
Did the mother give her the other first time except for the back door just now? The atmosphere has finally come to my right, and I can try to further explore her past events.
My mother looked at me in the mirror and asked: Do you really want to know these things?
I guess no man likes his mother and has been fucked by many people, right? I explained
She closed her eyes and said lightly: My first time is not for your dad
But I feel that "The Wanderer's Song" echoes in my mind at this moment, and I never thought that this is the answer!
In Huan Jue's memory, my mother has many suitors, but apart from Lao Ma, I have never heard of her having sex before. I don't believe that she had no broken parts after dating Lao Ma but was fucked by others. So I can only say that she was no longer a virgin in high school!
The movements on my hands slowed down. She could see that I was absent-minded and said: What's wrong? I can't stand it if my mother and a man other than my father have done it?
I was speechless, thought for a long time, and decided to ask what I heard at that time: The first time, I just went in, and I heard you say the word "Senior Brother". This is your first time with Mom?
Mom crossed her arms and said: No...
So, my mother is not only Lao Ma and her first love, but also another person!
Who is he? The movements on my hand stopped, and for some reason, a bitterness spread in my mouth. I asked these words with difficulty
Seeing that I was already trembling, she asked me to put down the hair dryer, then walked to the cabinet, and took out the secret box I found in front of me. She took out the one on it and said, "See you on the roof of the library after school."
old white paper on dressing table
I looked at the piece of paper and didn't understand, so she said to herself: I think it's nothing to tell you about this matter, but you may not want to listen to it, but I have been in my heart for more than ten years.
I didn't interrupt her, she continued: This blank piece of paper was written to a senior brother in college. He was two years older than me. When I met him in my freshman year, I secretly liked him, but I never dared to confess that the social atmosphere at that time told me that women's initiative would make them worthless, so I kept it in my heart.
Until my friend told me that he liked me too, but he didn't dare to confess his love. I knew that I was not one-sided.
My mother was trapped in memories. I was still in place at this time, but I was not willing to continue thinking deeply, and I was still waiting to listen to her memories.
I was already a sophomore at that time, and he had a relatively fixed position in the study room for his senior year. I don’t know if he was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination or something, but every time I saw him, I would say hello to him carefully, but he didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic until one day in November. I remember that day was very cold. When I had more than an hour in the afternoon, I mustered up the courage to put down this white paper in the gap when he got up and went out.
I sat on the bed, constantly thinking in my mind whether it was Huan Jue or not. If so, then what day was I talking about?
But unexpectedly, he didn't come back after he went out that day. I waited on the roof for more than an hour, and my hands and feet were cold. My mother shook her head and looked at the blank paper and said to herself.
Then what? That's it? I couldn't help but ask nervously
I returned to the study room and found that there was no blank piece of paper that had not been moved. I put it away and prepared to put it next time. But unexpectedly, I was reading books in the study room until evening that day. When I just went downstairs, I saw him and a senior sister coming back from outside the school with a smile. I had never seen that smile when he was chatting with me. The senior sister was indeed beautiful. She was one of the beauties in the club before. I heard that senior sister was single, so I wondered if it was a coincidence?
Unexpectedly, a few days later, I heard my senior sister dating, so I took it for granted that I was with him, so I stopped missing him and wish him happiness.
How could you just back down like this? Maybe they didn't date? You just thought they were dating and retreated? Have you found out the truth? I couldn't help but blurt out
I could no longer bear it. Although I thought I was 100% Ma Yan, Huan Jue's memory was so clear. As soon as she spoke it, I knew what was going on.
That day should be the first semester of my senior year. A group of people who are a member of the same club, who are a class younger than me, usually have a group of people playing together.
At that time, Huang Mei had already quit the club. She said she wanted to visit a classmate who had broken her leg and rested at home in the early stage. She wanted to find me to go with her.
It just so happened that classmate was also familiar with me, so I agreed to set off with her
The classmate was almost well that day. He took us to several local specialty places in a wheelchair and pushed me. Until after the three of us had dinner at 8 o'clock in the evening, Huang Mei and I took the bus back to school.
Huang Mei is the kind of person who looks gentle and quiet. She looks similar to Jingxin, but she is a more manly woman. Because I don’t have any feelings for her, I can speak with her easily. We have a strong relationship. Later, a few days later, she dated another old Yang in the club.
I didn't expect it was that time, just that time, all the time was just right
If it wasn't for putting paper that day, if I didn't go out that day, if I didn't come back, if Jingxin happened to be touched by Huang Mei and I came back, if Huang Mei hadn't dating a few days later, if Jingxin didn't ask clearly after knowing it, if...
If so many things cause this inevitable result, at this moment, I can't help but feel sad from my heart. It's not me, but there is a kind of sadness that is played with by fate that is entangled in my heart, making me unable to breathe
I closed my eyes and didn't want to continue thinking deeply. I repeatedly emphasized in my mind that this is just Huan Jue's memory, and I am Ma Nature
But no matter how I think, the present that I have never missed any mistake can make Huan Jue's memory, who has never had Jingxin, feels like a knife.
I clearly know that if there were no such things, there would be no horses and I would have appeared naturally, but I am really sad, very sad
Even shed crystal tears without realizing it
My mother was stunned after hearing my cry, and when she saw me lowered her head and shed tears. The contrast between the front and back made her inexplicable: Xiaoma...what is wrong with you?
She stood up and walked to the bed and hugged my head, saying: Without these things, there would be no you and Yanyan, everything was just right
I just regret Huan Jue, I couldn't help but say it
My mother hugged me and suddenly tightened her hand and asked incredibly: How do you know who I am talking about? How do you know this person Huan Jue? You... cannot!
Oops, when I was unsteady, I accidentally revealed something I shouldn't know. My mind was running rapidly, but at this moment I seemed to be dead, and this was a dead end!
At this time, my mother asked relentlessly: You said Ah? How did you know that the senior brother I mentioned was Huan Jue? You shouldn't know him!
I know a friend, whose surname is Wei. I often went to his house to play games for a while. When I saw his father saying that he was your mom and your classmate. Then I talked about gossip and mentioned that Huan Jue is also your mom and your suitor. I matched the number based on what you said and Uncle Wei.
I finally found a breakthrough point. Lao Wei's child is also a second-tier student. Although I naturally don't know him, it shouldn't matter if I borrow it and use it.
Uncle Wei? The CBRC? Mom asked in confusion
I don't know, I just know that his family is quite rich, I said vaguely
Then why are you crying? Mom still thinks my behavior is weird
Ah, I have been playing scripts and killing a lot recently. This kind of plot sounds like an emotional routine, just crying. I continue to be vague, hoping to fool you
OK, you go back to your room first. I want to read a book today. If you have something to learn when changing jobs, don't disturb me
My mother issued an order to expel the guest, and I didn't want to stay here, so I hurried back to my room
Lying on the bed, my mood cannot calm down for a long time. Is this fate messing with people? Without these misunderstandings, Huan Jue may have the chance to tie the knot with his mother. The white moonlight of more than ten years will become a person by his pillow.
But in this way, I will no longer exist. Even if they give birth to a pair of twins, I even changed my name to Huan Natural, but am I still me?
I can't give myself an answer to this philosophical question. Huan Jue's memory, which was entrenched in my mind, seemed to fall into silence after the initial grief after learning this story.
I also understand that when I just entered, I couldn't accept such dramatic stories
But just as I was still immersed in this lament, a WeChat message broke my sorrow. Lu Ming sent a message: Stinky dad, I'm back tomorrow!
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