Chapter 1

As soon as I was on a slope when I got home from the county town, I jumped off my bicycle because the slope was quite high and I was a little tired when I stepped on it.

The truck flew past me, whirling the wind, as if the corn leaves in the distance were swaying.

I turned my head to look at the corn pole that was already taller than humans, and I realized that the corn was ripe.

When I went home and went to the field to break up a few packets of tender corn and cook it, it was so fragrant.

That year, I was already in the third year of junior high school.

Our village is young, so we have to go to other townships to go to school. We only go home once every few weeks, so of course we have to have a good meal.

My favorite thing to eat is sweet corn. There is no way. The country people are poor, so I want to eat lobster, but I can only imagine it.

Let’s talk about it, expensive may not be delicious!

Finally, I got home and the door was locked.

I unlocked the lock and leaned against the wall, Mom!He started shouting habitually, and then shouting when he went out.

I didn't hear my mother's voice, but I only heard the aunt in the alley opposite me muttering, Yang Min!Your mother has gone to Wuli!

Wuli is the place name, not very far from home, it is the cornfield in the village, it is very big!

I looked up at the sky. The sun was so strong. I knew that my mother loved me and that her baby son was back, so she went to pick corn for me. She didn't care whether it was hot or raining.

Deep!

I put a bottle of cold boiled water and headed for Wuli.

My dad has been traveling to Guangdong for many years, and my mother and I have already had a tacit understanding. Every time I go out to do work, she takes tools and I take water.

Finally, I arrived five miles away. The leaves in the corn field were very dense, so I walked around and looked around, hoping to see my mother earlier, so my ears were very alert.

When I passed by someone else's field, I heard a noise in the field. I didn't care at first, and the more I thought about it, the more I became, the more I felt something was wrong, so I bent over and touched it in quietly, thinking that I was likely to find a thief.

Children in the neighboring village love to steal our corn, and we like to pull sugarcane from their fields.

Just like when I was a kid, I saw the authentic guerrillas on TV pushing into the enemy without a living, I quietly approached the sounds.

The sound became louder and louder, and I finally heard it clearly.

Use harder, can you do it?A woman's voice is very sexy!

nonsense!I fuck you until you cry!A man's voice is awesome!

Isn’t this man’s voice a nun in the village?

Finally saw it, that's right, that man is Erniu, he is making a pussy!

I was stunned!

This is the first time I saw this scene. Two people hugged each other and pushed each other, twisted their legs, and inserted them slightly.

I could hear their breathing from afar and I was almost suffocating. They were so desperate that I was peeping greedily without even realizing that I was peeping greedily.

Erniu’s real name is Qin Qiang. When he was a child, he was bigger than the children of the same age. He was arrogant and the children were afraid that he would be as strong as a cow, so they called him Erniu Brother.

There are not many children in the village who have been studying, only me and a few other children have graduated from elementary school.

Erniu failed to pass the junior high school entrance exam. I now know the reason. He has been messing around!

A naughty child in the countryside would smash the stone when he saw a male dog riding a female dog. Now I really want to hit the water bottle in my hand on his butt. Let’s see if he would be scared to death and run around like a dog?

But he was not as tall as him and had no courage, so he didn't dare to speak out, so he slipped out of the cornfield and continued to look for my mother.

I walked forward, but the person lost his soul!

The sharp butt Ah just now made me lose my mind!

The more I think about it, the more excited I feel!

The child likes to fuck your mother when he speaks. But how many of them have seen the woman’s secret holy place with their own eyes, and still want to fuck?

There is no Ah in the door!

Actually, I look down on Erniu very much and can't even pass the junior high school entrance exam, but now I envy him.

Children in their 10s have already vaguely understood what it means to be loving men and women. Every time they think about it, the little cock will naturally stubbornly rise.

As I thought about it, my little brother was very hard and felt uncomfortable between his legs.

Because I grew taller, my pants didn't change. My pants, which were originally short and tight, were pushed hard by my little cock, and my straddle was so bulging that it made me feel uncomfortable!

Fuck Erniu’s mom!Fuck Erniu’s wife!I mumbled lowly, who made him make me so uncomfortable.

Min'er, mother is here!The kind voice came from the side, and my mother's voice was always very pleasant.

I turned around happily, Mom!I'm bringing you water!In my mother's eyes, I am very well-behaved. I am the only child at home, so I naturally love me very much!

In fact, I often ask my mother, others have younger brothers and sisters, why don’t I have them?

Whenever this happens, my mother will pat my little face and say: Only you will always love you!What is this explanation? Who in every household in the village has only one only child?

Even if they have more than one child, they will have to have a prosperous population!

My mother stood in front of me, holding a cornbread in each hand, with a smile on her face.

She glanced at me carefully. I had been used to these things for a long time. I left home since I went to junior high school. I only had to stay once every few weeks. Every time I went back, my mother always looked at me for several minutes, and I was happy to let her watch like this.

Then I said: You have lost weight, and you have to have a good meal when you come back!

My mother browed, Min'er, you have grown taller, your pants have become shorter and your mother didn't even notice it.

I lowered my head to look at my pants.

ah!

The stuff is revealed!

When I saw my mother, I was happy for a moment. I forgot the small fortress standing between the straddles, and the small cannon was about to break out of the ground.

I suddenly covered it with a bottle, and my movements were so funny.

My mother didn't expect me to have such a move, and everyone was amused.

It’s just your little chicken, I don’t know how many times I have seen it, how can I block it!

snort!I protested, and naturally I couldn't grow up in her eyes, but I knew that my little chicken had already become a cannon, but the little cannon had not become a big cannon.

My mother put down the corn in her hand and wanted to take the water bottle from me. She was thirsty.

My mother grabbed the bottle with her hand, but unexpectedly she pushed the bottle forward and pressed it heavily on my small cannon. I was so painful that I was about to shout.

I know my mother is an optimistic and joking person. She is teasing me, but the bottle is innocently pressing on one of my eggs. I feel like my eggs are being crushed.

I knew my mother was just making fun of me, but she hurt a little egg inadvertently.

It hurt so much that I didn't care about any occasion. I hugged my little brother with both hands and jumped up. I jumped several times, and shouted in pain.

My mother was naturally scared to death. She did it on purpose, but she really stabbed me.

I don’t know how long it took, but when the pain disappeared, I turned my face to look at my mother. Naturally, the child had innocent grievances on his face, and tears of being squeezed out hung on the corners of his eyes.

Min'er, it's bad for my mother, I... My mother's voice is low. Maybe in her memory she has never hurt me like this. I am the only child at home. I have rarely been spanked since I was a child. It's my mother's credit for me since I was a child. I have been very troubled since I was a child. During the Chinese New Year, my father came back from Guangdong for a few days. He wanted to beat my little butt several times, and my mother protected me.

Looking at my mother's regretful eyes, I began to blame myself for being too exaggerated.

I smiled in Myanmar, Mom, I'm fine, it's quite comfortable.

Little eggs!My mother burst into tears and smiled. She twisted her fingers and tried to knock on my head, and gently landed on my forehead.

The two of them were very close and almost stuck together. My mother raised her head and said to me: I never noticed that you are as tall as me.My mother looked at me and said after a while: It seems that I can't hold on to my little trick.After saying that, he stretched out his hand and tried to lift it up.

I don’t know how many times my mother’s move was repeated when I was a child, but when I relived this hug again today, I found that I was not used to it much.

Because when my mother was holding me, her breasts were tightly pressed against my chest. I felt that her breasts were very soft, but it was midsummer at this moment, and the two of them were only separated by one piece of clothing.

I felt that my mother's breasts were not only soft but also hot.

My mother's hug immediately made the scene of Erniu tucking in the cornfield just now flash in front of me, and it was pressed against my mother's two hot breasts. My little cannon immediately became hard as soon as it was soft.

And it became more and more powerful, and I felt that the zipper on my pants was almost broken.

My mother let go of me and looked at me well. When I saw the small fortress standing between me again, my mother seemed a little shy. When I went to the market next time, I would buy you a new pair of pants.Maybe she didn't notice it herself, but I blushed when I saw her saying this.

I remember that I was fooled by my mother at that time and stood there blankly until my mother picked up the corn and said to me: Go home.I just realized that I followed my mother with the bottle and went home with her.

My mother was walking in front, while my child was looking at her biological mother from behind. Unfortunately, I didn’t look at her from the perspective of a child at that time, it was a man’s aesthetic taste for you and a woman.

Mom, she is in her 30s, about 1.6 meters, very dignified. People in the village say that her mother looks several years younger than her actual age.

I didn't expect it before, but now I'm slowly counting out the women in the village one by one. My mother must be very good.

Since I went to Guangdong to work when I was young, my mother had already been baptized and always looked younger than ordinary village girls. When I stood there with a few rural women, you will find that my mother is extraordinary.

She is not charming, and naturally attracts men's attention. Perhaps it is because my mother has been in Guangdong. She is much more enlightened and can dress up a little, so when I am with her, I feel very comfortable. I especially like to talk to her and stay with her.

At night, I climbed into bed as time did before, but I lay down for a long time and didn't fall asleep.

Use harder, can you do it?

nonsense!Don't cry if you fuck you!The voices of the damn Erniu and the girl always echoed in my ears, making my heart ripple.

I really hope that the woman said that sentence to me, and the woman's breasts felt more like the woman's chest when she hugged me.

As I thought about it, I didn’t know what time it was at night, but I just knew that it was too late and I didn’t fall asleep.

I didn’t know what time the next day, but I just opened my eyes and saw that I had fallen asleep again during the day and stayed in bed.

Yesterday, the person who didn't sleep well was so tied up that he couldn't get up in bed, but he didn't fall asleep completely.

After a while, I heard footsteps and I knew that someone had walked into my room, needless to say, of course it was my mother.

Of course I knew someone had come in, but I pretended to be asleep and didn't notice it. I just squinted a slit to see what my mother was going to do?

My mother pulled my mosquito net open, and I saw her mouth open but didn't scream.

I continued to pretend to be sleeping very hard, and my mother seemed to be unable to bear to wake up this familiar child.

The summer here is very hot, so I don’t need to cover any sheets when I go to bed at night, and I have long been used to sleeping in only a pair of shorts on the mat.

I believe my mother doesn't know how many times I've seen me sleeping in shorts.

But today my mother has been watching by my bed for so long. Has the incident happened yesterday changed in her heart?

The little trickster is already 12 o'clock and hasn't woken up.My mother muttered to herself silently, then sat down to my bed.

My mother gently touched my hair, then stroked my face, stayed on my slightly stronger chest for a while, and then stroked my belly.

I felt itchy, but I still held it back.

My mother's hand stopped on my belly for a long time, and I thought her hand had stopped, but I was wrong, so her hand continued to lean down.

My mother's little hand actually tentatively tentatively my little brother through her pants. My mother's hand is very gentle, just like she wants to cover a baby, I feel very beautiful.

I like this feeling very much, so I would rather pretend to sleep like a dead pig and experience it more.

I pretended to be asleep and didn't wake up, but the incompetent little cock would not hide it at all. As soon as my mother covered her hand, she started an uprising with great courage, forgetting who was his master.

I felt that the soft and soft little bird that was usually turned into a cock at this moment. My mother's hand loved to cover this cock and did not retreat for a long time, but I was itchy and felt so uncomfortable.

It turns out that they are so big, what a young man!My mother talked to herself, obviously not realizing that I was pretending.

My mother kept touching her, making my little cock itchy and it made me feel so uncomfortable, but my mother's hand felt like it was glued to my pants and never left for a second.

Just as I was thinking about how to rescue me, my butt-eye muscles were tense.

Boh... A loud fart.

This loud fart scared my mother to death.

Not only was her hand shocked, but she also flew out of the house in a flash.

I am a little grateful for this loud fart because it saved me to a certain extent and avoided the embarrassment of being so itchy; but I hate it even more because my mother touched me very comfortably.

During the meal, my mother sat opposite the small table. When she looked at me, her eyes changed a lot, and her eyes were filled with the appreciation of this son. However, I didn't dare to look at my mother with my head on my back because I was very guilty.

Yes, I also want to touch her breasts and her vagina when my mother is sleeping, and even want to kiss and take a bite.

I know this is somewhat evil, but I couldn't help but think about it. But I didn't realize it at that time. Now when I recall that my mother's position had changed silently in my heart. My mother is no longer a mother, but the object of my sex. Not to mention that she is just the object of sex, the relationship between us is incomparable and transcends all strong existences.

I understand that this is the Oedipus plot, but the same is true for my mother; her love for her son has been sublimated, and the love story has deeply penetrated her heart.

All that is left to sparks between us is a matter of time, and conditions allow.

From that time, I strongly waited for the opportunity to love my mother and longed to share the joy deep in the cornfield with her.

When I returned to school, my heart still couldn't calm down, so I started to study women. I also found several textbooks for "Bio" and read them. The woman's body was so mysterious that people yearned for.

During class, I started to look at the little girls in the class.

Those beautiful things cannot escape my searching gaze, especially those with tall and big breasts, which have become my favorites.

But no matter how you look at it, the little girl is just a little girl, and she is underdeveloped. Compared with my mother, I want to say: Look at the two little buns on your chest!Small and fucked!

How do you meet people?

Maybe my mother was a little longbao when she was the same age as these little girls, but I didn’t see it.

I only know that now I see two big cakes. Although I haven't tasted them, I know that they taste very delicious.

When I think of my mother, I can’t get a little bit of an appetite for the girl I help. Although I’m a little poor in the countryside, I’m happy with a handsome man like my mother.

My feelings for my mother quietly changed so much, and I often remembered the scene when I was a child.

What I want to remember most is my mother's milk.

I am the only child at home, and my father is not at home. Besides doing some farm work, she put a lot of energy on me.

I remember my mother loved me very much, and when I started to have the ability to remember, my mother kept feeding me milk.

I remember when I was four or five years old, my mother started to teach me how to count one, two, and three, and later she taught me how to calculate addition and subtraction.

At the beginning, I followed my mother to study in the house, but when the sound of the neighbors and children was playing outside the house, I couldn't sit still, and I always wanted to run out.

But at this time my mother would hold my hand and not let me go out, so I cried and made a fuss. Every time my mother hurriedly put her mouth in my ear and said to me quietly: Be good, let's count, you're right, I'll feed you breasts.Then she unbuttoned the buttons of her clothes, exposed her white and tender breasts, and handed her nipples to my mouth!

Children in the countryside have little candy to eat, and who would like to let Ah go if there are sweet things.

I opened my mouth wide and took my mother's nipples and sucked hard. The taste was so beautiful.

When I think about it, I think my mother is so stingy. She only takes me a few sips every time I do the right number of questions. I often sit down with her and study for more than two hours, and I always don’t drink enough.

My mother’s trick is very effective. It’s because of this that my grades have always been so good. The teacher at school admired me very much and said that I will definitely be able to take the college entrance exam when I grow old in the future.

Every time I get a good score, and when I get home and repeat the words that the teacher praises me in front of my mother, my mother will hold me in her arms and reward me with her milk. In her opinion, it is no longer ordinary milk, but the water that cultivates my wisdom.

Sometimes I would touch my mother with her little hands when she was feeding me, and my thoughts were simple at that time.

When my little hands make my mother's breasts too much, my mother will pinch them on my hand.

Memories are extremely sweet, so my love and desire for my mother become stronger.

I swear in private that I must drink my mother's delicious milk again and penetrate her pussy hard. I love my mother extremely much. Only by inserting it hard into her vagina is true love. I am her son, but I also have the happiness of merging with my mother.

I don’t know how I survived the next few days since I separated from my mother last time. I feel that life is long, as if I’m waiting to go home to visit my mother.

When it was Saturday night, I immediately jumped on my bicycle and ran home. I never stopped all the way, and even I stepped on the high slope halfway.

I am already a slightly stronger boy, and going home to see my mother is extremely impulsive. I stepped on my car very fast along the way.

When I got home, the door was still locked.

I filled a bottle of water and ran to Wuli. I knew my mother must be there.

As my pace moves forward, my heart beats faster and faster.

When I came to the corn field where Erniu was pussy again, what happened that day seemed to be right in front of me, and my little cock consciously changed it to a stick.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind and I threw the water bottle deep in the cornfield because I had a bad idea!

mother!... I screamed as soon as I saw my mother.

My mother turned her head and she smiled, as if she knew I would come a long time ago.

Mom... I walked to my side and screamed sweetly.

Min'er, I guess you might be back today, but I didn't expect you to be back!

Mom, I think you will come back.

My mother smiled, smiling very comforted because I said to her like this first, I miss her.

Actually, I didn’t finish speaking. In my heart, I continued to say to her: I miss you, I want to drink your milk, your milk is beautiful, does a beautiful mother miss me?because I love you.

I'll pick corn for you later, and now I'll pull out the grass in the field first.Mother said.

kindness!Mom, I'll pull it with you!So my mother and I started to fight, and we pulled a lot of weeds in the field.

It was still very hot, and my mother was wearing only a white top, which was very thin. Even her bra was clearly visible, and the bra was also white.

My mother is like this, and she wears very clean work. She also finds that she looks like a logo, so she cares more about her clothes.

When my mother bent down to pull the weeds, I looked inside from her collar, Ah!

Mother's cleavage!

I could see the white bra all the time.

When my mother pulled up the grass, her breasts thrust up and down accordingly. I was almost stunned and wanted to reach out to touch it.

Min'er, where do you put the water?My mom's mouth is a bit dry?After a while, the hot weather finally took effect.

I felt happy in my heart, but I still said seriously: Mom, you didn’t ask me to bring water to Ah.I didn't bring it when I came.

Trouble!Why did you forget to bring the water?Mom doesn't understand.

I just want to see you earlier when I come back. Who remembers so much Ah, mom!I pretended to be so wronged.

Hehehe, my mother smiled, as if she was very satisfied with my explanation. She didn't blame me anymore and continued to bend over and pull out the weeds.

So I accompanied my mother to continue pulling weeds.