Chapter 1

The hand of the clock on the wall pointed to 3 a.m. drinking cold beer and looking at the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, I felt so quiet.

But when I turned around, looking at the plump and white body on the bed, my heart surged again. Thinking of her fierce lingering, my hard cock was rumbling in her hot and slippery vagina, fucking her more than once begging for mercy and surrendering.

But I ignored it. Her pity-minded attitude only aroused my desire to conquer!

When I shot the thick and hot semen into the deepest part of her vagina, the pleasure that soared into the sky was infinitely enlarged under the effect of massage my cock due to her vaginal convulsions like vaginismus, making me unwilling to pull out for a long time.

Of course, when the emptiness after the climax and the guilt that I had become accustomed to, my heart still felt a throbbing.

Now my physical strength has recovered. Not long after I vented, my dick, which had already drooped my head, gradually recovered from my anger. I raised my firm glans again, preparing to fight again.

The reason why I am so fascinated by her is because this woman is nothing but my biological mother Bai Xueling!

Thinking about every bit of my life with my mother, I feel so touched. As a man, I think many people should envy me!

My mother has been tall since childhood. She is very outstanding in Chinese style at her age. She is 1.75 meters tall. She was specially recruited to the sports school basketball team with her twin sister and my aunt.

At that time, a worker's salary was only thirty or forty yuan a month, but their daily food expenses were more than one yuan. I really envied my neighbors around my grandma's house.

They have good understanding and have a promising future to continue, but when they were about to recruit them into the city youth team and become semi-professional athletes, the conservative grandmother said she would not agree to anything.

Because in her opinion, girls will get married after all, and they won’t behave like running outside all day long.

Moreover, she always felt uncomfortable when she saw female students in sports schools often wore shorts and hurdles and vests.

The filial mother and aunt had no choice but to give up basketball and work as workers in the factory.

However, not long after, they were all transferred from their posts with cleverness, their mother became a factory doctor, and their aunt went to factory logistics, so they didn't have to work so hard.

When my mother was 20 years old, my grandma found a partner for her, my dad.

In fact, for tall and beautiful mothers, there is really no shortage of suitors in their figure.

However, because it is a minority relationship, there are many restrictions on the marriage partner.

Because my father was intimate with his grandma's family, and he looked like a handsome man at that time and was a new workshop director, so although he was five or six years older than his mother, his grandma still agreed at that time.

Although my mother is not very familiar with her father, she is not unfamiliar with her because she is a relative, so she has no objection.

In this way, they got married after a few months of knowing each other, and they had me, Li Hao the next year.

My childhood was quite happy, just in time for reform and opening up. Since my father's unit was a joint venture with foreign investors, it was extremely glorious at the beginning of the reform, and my father, as the director of the workshop, was also proud.

When I was in elementary school, my classmates and parents only had a salary of more than 100 yuan a month. My father earned about 1,000 yuan a month, and my mother's unit also had good results, and she also earned three or four hundred yuan a month.

My food and use are all good among my classmates, and my dad is more willing to spend money on my mom, so I buy whatever I want.

However, in addition to bringing economic changes, a very important point is the liberation of people's ideological liberation.

I don’t remember when my mother stopped wearing old-fashioned uniforms and turned to a more contemporary suit, but I clearly remember the unconscious eyes that the uncles showed when they chatted with her mother when they were on the unit bus to work.

I didn’t understand at that time, but I just thought it was strange. Later, when I got older, I realized that it was called lustful!

As I grew older, I gradually got into sex. Of course, I first got it from valuable pornographic novels borrowed from those classmates with great power.

However, at first, my understanding of sex or women was still very vague, after all, I had limited contact with it.

But around the time I was in junior high school, I noticed that my mother, who was always conservative, became more and more open. Every time when the weather was hot in summer, she would often take off her coat, leaving only a pair of briefs and a bra, and just wander around the house casually.

This is especially true when my dad is not at home. He will wear an apron only when he is afraid of being splashed and burned when cooking.

It’s nothing if my dad is at home. At most, he says a few words to his mom. In broad daylight, someone will come across a visit, or point at me and say that the child is grown up, etc.

Of course, the effect is basically not. My mother should do whatever she wants, but she just doesn't want to listen to him talking.

But it is precisely because of this that the body sample of a woman I first knew more was my mother. However, I always feel that although my mother looks good, her figure is different from that of the female classmates in the school.

It’s hard to say how big the breasts are bigger than them, after all, I wear a lot of school uniforms.

But for the butt, I'm sure, at least twice as big as them, or even more.

I was just in junior high school at that time!

In 1993, the economic bubble in developed countries burst, and many enterprises in our country were affected to varying degrees, and my father's unit was not spared.

With foreign investment withdrawal, many competitors appeared in the domestic market. Suddenly, their corporate efficiency became worse and worse.

My mother's unit is a state-owned enterprise, and there were still many tasks arranged directly by the state at that time, so the benefits were quite good.

In this way, although my father's monthly income has been around 2,000 yuan, my mother's salary has also increased to more than 1,000 yuan. My family's life is pretty good, but their mentality has begun to change, and of course, I have also changed.

My father started drinking heavily. In the past, he actually often drank, accompanied his leaders and received invitations from his subordinates, but since then, he often got drunk and became more and more drunk.

At first, his mother advised him not to get upset. Maybe it would improve in two years, but he often didn't appreciate it and even mocked his mother.

Gradually, my mother became numb. Anyway, my father's house was quite large, with three bedrooms and one living room. When he got drunk, he went to the room prepared for the guests to sleep, and when he woke up the next day, he went to work.

In this way, my junior high school life was over. I don’t remember how much I learned knowledge. Anyway, I had high expectations for sex.

In pornographic novels, the stimulation of orgasm between men and women and the fatal attraction of women's bodies have been successfully left in my mind. Of course, what is left is the casual look of my mother walking around the room in underwear, and the fewer and less, the vagueness that came from her parents' bedroom when it was late at night, the sound of moan moaning and dad gasping.

Even though I knew that I shouldn’t pay much attention to these things, I still couldn’t forget them. Moreover, as I grew older, my thoughts became more and more difficult to control. During the first nocturnal emission, I dreamed of my mother. She was wearing flesh-colored underwear and stroking my cock with a smile. Just as she was about to take off her bra at my request, I suddenly lost control and ejaculated, and the person woke up.

After quietly cleaning up the traces, put on new underwear, took the underwear full of boy semen to the bathroom and washed it with clean water before putting it under the clothes to be washed.

Lying down on the bed, an indescribable feeling came. Is it considered having sex with my mother in my dream?

How could I have such a dirty thought about my mother?

Shame, fear, and regret hit me in an instant, and I fell asleep in a drowsy way.

However, people have this problem. The more they know something wrong, the more they often have the urge to try it out. Of course, what I am talking about is reading the plot of sex between men and women in pornographic novels.

When filling out the application form, I didn’t want to go to high school, and my mother respected my ideas. In fact, she knew my personality. If I had to go to high school, I would be passive and lazy and would not go to high school.

So, when I got the admission letter for technical secondary school, my father scolded me as usual. My mother was very calm and I felt relaxed.

The advantage of relaxation is that I have time to do a lot of things outside of learning. I have always loved reading books. However, this summer, I no longer read martial arts novels by those heroes, but read pornographic novels that also describe the world but have more pornographic descriptions.

Many of my ideological changes also began this summer vacation, because I came into contact with my first novel about mother-son incest during this summer vacation.

I can't remember the name anymore, and I can only remember the contents of it. Maybe it was a widowed mother who was forced to sleep with her boss in order to keep her job.

Later, because she was late to go home, she was caught in an affair by her son who came to pick her up.

The son no longer cared about his mother. The mother who lost her husband was afraid of losing her only son again. Finally, she thought of using her mature body to seduce and seduce her son. In the end, the mother and son committed incest and adultery, and their relationship was even more reconciled than before.

Thinking about it now, the story is actually nothing special, but at that time it was like a bombshell that detonated in my mind.

There have been many days when I felt confused, not something else, but thinking about a question: Can my son have sex with his biological mother?

In the words of the book, the son can only pass through the vagina once in his life. This time is the most sacred, when he was born.

But if the son grows up and wants to go back to the place he has nurtured in his mother's body, he will become evil and immoral when he needs to pass through his mother's vagina again, or if the law of nature is not tolerated!

But why can you only use it once but not the second time?

Why is it sacred for the first time, and the second time it is dirty, evil and immoral?

At a ignorant age, when encountering something even more difficult to understand, he was in a daze.