In desperate situation (celebrity adult novel)

Title: In desperate situation

Author: Never mess up

Typesetting: Never messy

Provided by: Daisy at T2

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This article is posted in celebration of Mother's Day.

After writing this article, I read it privately to several friends and received valuable feedback. I made some revisions based on this, so it is best to keep this as the standard when collecting it.

I would like to express my special thanks to the seniors and friends who have given me help and encouragement!

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In 20×× AD, World War broke out.

The cause of the war has long been untraceable. The only thing that can be confirmed is that this war was the most brutal, deadliest, shortest-lived, and most serious war in history.

The war lasted only ten days in total, with countless nuclear bombs exploding on every piece of land and corpses everywhere. After the war, governments and countries no longer meant anything, and everyone who survived fought for survival.

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This is the thirteenth year after the end of the nuclear war that destroyed the entire world, and the earth is still shrouded in darkness.

Our whole family gathered in the kitchen. My mother's four children - three daughters and a boy - and I stood around the chopping board. My mother was lying naked on the chopping board. I stood on my mother's left, gazing at her beautiful body with the children.

Now, the six people in this kitchen are the last six people left in our world, and soon there will be only five left of the current six people, because my mother, who is also the mother of my children, will sacrifice her life and body in order for us to continue to survive.

My mother lay peacefully on the large chopping board, her snow-white, tall breasts rising and falling rhythmically. My mother is 55 years old this year. Except for being a little fat, she is still as beautiful as she was 20 years ago. Although there were advanced medical conditions before the war, we have to admit that time is kind to a beauty like my mother, and the harsh environment has not detracted from her beauty.

For thirteen years, this beautiful body has brought me endless joy and given me the strength to keep me alive. But today, I want to personally take this beautiful and gentle body...

Unable to stop the tears flowed from my eyes. I looked around blankly, looking at the dark scenery outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in my mind.

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The outbreak of war destroyed mankind’s scientific and technological achievements and civilized society, and the dust formed by the nuclear explosion obscured the sunlight on which life depended, plunging the earth into a long darkness.

The most direct and serious consequence of having no sunlight is that there is no food for reproduction. After the humans who survived the war had eaten up the little food and edibles they had previously stored, they began to eat each other.

Of course I am no exception. In fact, if I don’t eat people, I will be eaten by others. What's more, there is someone by my side who urgently needs my protection - my dear mother.

With my excellent martial arts skills acquired from rigorous training in the special forces and my extraordinary intelligence, I won the fierce competition. The reward was that my mother and I survived and had four lovely children.

However, the cruel reality finally took away my mother's life. Because the last food - humans - gradually disappeared in the mutual slaughter, starting a year ago, our family was finally faced with the desperate situation of having no food at all.

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There was no sound in the room, and time seemed to have stopped - it would be nice if time could really stop, I thought bitterly.

My eyes stopped on a pile of bones in the corner. They once belonged to a beautiful woman, at least two months ago.

The result of cannibalism is that in the end, there is not even anyone left to eat.

After enduring a month of famine, two months ago, I was lucky enough to capture a prey (that's how I always call the same kind I eat) - a thirty-year-old white woman.

The woman was very tall, and even though she was very thin due to hunger, she was still a very beautiful woman with beautiful blonde hair and slender legs. She was probably once the pet of some powerful person - it was very likely that this was the only way for this woman to get food and survive until now. She hid in a cave, and I think she would rather starve to death there than be food for others.

The woman put up a desperate resistance to my hunting, using a variety of methods. She burst into tears while I was cleaning her before she died.

I washed her and placed her on the chopping board where my mother was lying. My children also gathered around the chopping board like they are now, with hungry glints in their eyes. At this time, the woman knew that her fate was inevitable, and she asked me in tears to give her one last orgasm before she died.

I agreed to her final request and thrust my thick cock into her body. Under the threat of death, the woman reached an unprecedented climax. As her body trembled and her sexual fluids flowed out, the sharp knife in my hand cut the blood vessels in her throat. The woman died in excitement, and when she exhaled her last long breath, I saw a look of joy in her eyes.

Making her die in less pain is the greatest mercy I can give her.

As usual, Mom cooked the woman into a big pot of broth, and we had two more months of good food. But my mother and I didn’t feel happy at all. We both realized that this woman might be the last prey I could catch. If there was no new food, it would be our doomsday.

We are in a desperate situation...

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No matter how much food there is, it will all be eaten up one day, let alone two adult men and women and four growing and hungry children.

We two adults gave the last of the food to the children, but the children had eaten it all up five days ago. Now their once cute little faces were lifeless and their eyes were filled with hunger. My mother and I were also very hungry.

I went out hunting every day, but caught nothing.

Ten days ago I set out on my final hunting attempt. I drove the latest form of transportation developed before the war - the flying car, and searched all possible places in the world where there might be life for the Nth time.

Mountains, plains, swamps, forests, rivers, deep seas... I have been to all places where there have been traces of life, but even with the most advanced instruments, I have not found any signs of life. Without sunlight, no life can survive. All that can be seen are ruins of pre-war civilization. It was human beings who created this high level of civilization with their own hands, and also destroyed it with their own hands.

It was not until last night that I gave up the last glimmer of hope. I returned to my home empty-handed and dejected. Looking at my wife and children who were eagerly waiting for me to bring back food, I was speechless.

My considerate mother didn't ask me about the hunting. She just smiled gently, ran water for me to take a bath, and then used her beautiful body to comfort me who was exhausted both physically and mentally.

I can still clearly remember every detail of what happened last night, and I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

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I came out of the bathroom and saw my mother lying on my bed.

Mom looked at me with a smile, spread her legs, and opened the mysterious door to me.

Although my mother and I have insisted on having sex at least once a day for thirteen years, even when she was pregnant, I still can't help but get excited when I see her beautiful body.

I jumped onto the bed, lay down between my mother's legs, licked her honey lips and the swollen cherry hard, drinking the sweet nectar thirstily. At this time, my mother also twisted her body, put my big penis in her mouth, and licked and sucked it gently.

My mother seemed to be working particularly hard. Her small mouth, which could only take half of me in before, now swallowed my whole thing. The nerves in my glans could clearly feel the movement of my mother's soft throat.

For some reason, my mother seemed particularly excited, and it took me much less time than before to make her reach her first orgasm under my licking. I saw my mother's flower of lust blossoming in front of me, and thick lustful essence gushed out from her honey hole, accompanied by golden urine - my mother is already quite old, and her vaginal muscles are loose, so she has been suffering from urinary incontinence every time she reaches orgasm since a long time ago.

I was working hard, sucking my mother's vaginal fluid, when an unexpectedly large amount of vaginal fluid and urine rushed into my mouth, choking me and causing me to cough repeatedly. My mother reached out and patted my butt twice to express her apology, and I patted her snow-white buttocks twice in the same way, meaning that it was okay. When my mother and I were doing the 69 position, we always used this tacit way to express our feelings.

In fact, I don’t care about my mother’s urine at all. I admit that it did have a strange taste when I drank it for the first time, but after getting used to it, I found that my mother’s urine mixed with vaginal fluid has a unique flavor, and watching my mother peeing makes me even more excited. Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I even enjoy watching my mother peeing. Because of this, my mother always drinks plenty of water, especially before sex, to satisfy my lust.

This time, my mother must have drunk a lot of water beforehand. Three minutes later, when she had an orgasm again, a large amount of urine hit my face rapidly.

After my mother had orgasmed twice, I could no longer resist her oral skills. In order to prolong the intercourse time, I reluctantly pulled my penis out of my mother's mouth. At this time, I inadvertently saw tears in my mother's eyes, but I didn't care, thinking it was because she was too excited.

My mother and I had a wet French kiss. We hugged each other tightly, eyes to eyes, lips to lips, tongues tightly entangled together, exchanging each other's saliva and the vaginal fluid we had just sucked, and making vague and meaningless sounds of pleasure from our throats.

Then I inserted my cock into my mother's vagina and pumped it hard. In fact, my mother's vagina has become loose. Due to her age and frequent childbirth, the purple-black flower hole no longer gives me the same tight pleasure as it did in the past. In fact, not only her vulva, but also her breasts have become sagging and wrinkles have appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Mother! Fifty-five year old mother! Already old! ! !

This does not detract from my love for my mother. In my eyes, my mother will always be that beautiful, charming and gentle mother, the only woman I love most in my life.

I didn't pretend that I didn't notice the changes happening in my mother. Instead, I told her with an open-minded attitude that I didn't care about her physical changes at all. As long as it made my mother happy, I would be happy. Because the love between my mother and I is true love that transcends time.

I put all my strength on my mother to increase the power of my thrusts. Under me, my mother twisted her body like a big snake, making obscene noises from her mouth and holding the bed sheets tightly with both hands.

Twenty minutes later, I lay on my mother's body, roaring and sending the seed of life into her body. My mother was also trembling under me and reached orgasm with me.

We snuggled together like this, my mother's muscles trembled unconsciously, and she fell into a trance. After about a minute, my mother let out a long sigh.

As soon as my mother woke up, she picked up the teapot on the bedside table, put the spout of the teapot to her mouth and drank the water. I saw that her belly, which had been sunken due to not eating for several days, quickly swelled up. The water she drank this time was no less than two liters.

I looked at my mother in surprise, not knowing why she did this. I vaguely felt that my mother was a little different this time.

My mother put down the teapot, smiled at me, lowered her head and took my dick into her mouth. My heartstrings trembled because of my mother's smile. This smile was so different from her previous smiles that it made me feel sad.

With my mother's hard sucking, my dick soon became erect again. I reached out to put my mother on the bed, but she stopped me.

"You lie down, I'll do it." said Mom. Then, without waiting for me to object, he pushed me down on the bed and straddled me and moved forward.

I watched in surprise as my mother shook her body up and down. It was not because I was not used to her initiative, but because she had reached at least six orgasms at this time and her body was in a very tired state. For my mother, it is rare to have sex with such a high intensity of exercise, especially now that she is at an age when time is not forgiving.

My mother rode on me, moaning loudly, and pleasing me with all her body and mind.

Then came anal sex…

Titty fuck...

Once again, hot love making...

When my mother's crazy sex, which spared no effort, finally came to an end, our big bed was a mess and the room was filled with the smell of my mother's urine. Even in such a situation, my mother still forced herself to help me take a bath with her tired body.

"Mom, what's wrong with you today? Why are you working so hard?" In the bathroom, I couldn't help but ask my mother.

Mom raised her head and smiled weakly: "Good son, let's talk after we finish washing and go out, okay!"

At this time, my mother moved under my body, and I raised my head and looked at her. My mother looked at me with a smile, and her smile was filled with the great glory of motherhood.

"Why are you crying? Everyone has this day. Think about what we said last night!"

After coming out of the bathroom, my mother and I lay down side by side on another big bed (we could have as many beds and bedding as we wanted, as they were readily available in abandoned shopping malls). It was already early in the morning, but neither of us felt sleepy at all.

Although I still felt extremely hungry, my body and mind were immersed in the afterglow of the climax. My mother snuggled in my arms, and I thought she felt the same as I did.

Although I felt that my mother's behavior today was a little strange, I did not urge her to tell me what was on her mind. If she wanted to say something, she would say it herself.

Mom suddenly put her arms around my neck and gave me a long kiss. It was not a passionate kiss, but a gentle, lingering and affectionate one, expressing a depth of love that could not be expressed in any words.

At this moment, the earth stopped rotating.

I don’t know how long it was before we finally parted reluctantly.

"Do you remember the first time we made love?" Mom asked in a low voice.

I nodded. How could I forget? That lovemaking experience changed my life.

"The war had just ended. You were 22 years old, I was 42 years old, and you came back from the front..."

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When the war broke out, I was a special forces soldier and we were ordered to hide in an underground bunker on the front line and be ready to attack at any time. In the army, I received the most rigorous training, enough to deal with all the most dangerous situations that might occur.

But the war went on in a way that was beyond our expectations. We never had a chance to fight the enemy and the war was over. When we came out of the underground military bunker, all we saw was ruins shrouded in darkness. There was no one to command us or tell us what to do. Everything was in chaos. I realized that this situation had become very common.

At this moment, I immediately thought of my mother. My widowed mother lived alone in my hometown. I wonder how she would do in such a chaotic and dangerous situation?

My mother is the person I love most in this world. My father died very early and I basically have no impression of him. But my mother is different. My beautiful and gentle mother has always been the embodiment of perfection in my heart.

Two years ago, when my mother was taking a bath, I suddenly rushed into the bathroom where I had been peeping at her. I told her incoherently about my long-pent-up love for her, and hugged my mother's naked body to ask for sex. My mother was obviously aroused by me, and she panted and let me touch every part of her body as she pleased.

However, just when I was about to insert my erect penis into my mother's flower gate, my mother stopped me, yelled at me and drove me out of the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom neatly dressed and warned me not to have such thoughts again.

This is the only time in my memory that my mother spoke harshly to me. I was so ashamed that three days later she signed me up for the army. From then on I left my sad hometown and never returned home. I only stared at my mother's photo in my dreams at midnight.

I became worried whenever I thought of my mother, but my duty as a soldier did not allow me to leave my post. But when I found out two days later that my superior had suddenly resigned without saying goodbye, I followed him without hesitation.

I stole a car and returned to my hometown as fast as I could. When I walked into the house, two thugs had already rushed into my and my mother's house and were about to rape my mother.

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"...At that time, I was completely desperate. The two thugs had already stripped me naked. At that moment, you suddenly ran in and shot and killed the two hooligans..."

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Two gunshots rang out, and I angrily shot to death the two men who were about my age. My mother, naked, threw herself into my arms and burst into tears, her tears soaking my clothes. I stroked my mother's body to comfort her.

To be honest, although my mother was naked in my arms, I didn't have any dirty thoughts in my mind at that time. Ever since that humiliating incident two years ago, I have locked my love for my mother deep in my heart and just tried my best to care for her.

But what my mother did next surprised me. When she suddenly struggled out of my arms and retreated three steps away, I thought she had calmed down and remembered what happened two years ago, so she wanted to keep her distance from me.

Who knew that after looking me up and down for a while with tears in her eyes, my mother suddenly squatted in front of me, reached out to unzip my pants, took out my big cock, and then held the thick cock in her soft lips.

The blood rushed to my head all of a sudden, and after a brief moment of confusion, I immediately began to rub my mother's breasts in response. We soon fell into a passionate state of confusion. I inserted my penis into my mother's vagina without much foreplay, fulfilling my dream of twenty years.

I felt an unprecedented joy filling every cell of my body.

The first time I had sex with my mother, I became even more excited. I thrust violently and my mother moaned softly under me. The strong stimulation made me ejaculate quickly, but I came again immediately.

"Why are you so nice to me, Mom?" During a break in the passion, I couldn't bear my doubts any longer and asked my mother.

"Because I love you, son!" Mom answered me with tears in her eyes, "I fell in love with you a long time ago. After you left, I thought about you every day. I forced you to join the army because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control myself when I saw you again..." Mom's face turned red and she couldn't say any more.

I was ecstatic. It turned out that my mother also loved me, and it wasn't just me who had a one-sided love for her. When my mother told me this good news in person, I immediately felt that my life was full of meaning.

"I love you, Mom!!" Looking into my mother's eyes, I solemnly uttered the words of love.

"I love you, too, my sweet boy."

"...Do you still remember how many times you ejaculated that day?" Just yesterday, when we were lying in bed recalling our first sex thirteen years ago, my mother asked me this.

I concentrated and thought: "About three times! I can't remember clearly."

"Four times, you ejaculated four times, and I ejaculated five times." Mom smiled and said, "Son, you are really amazing. You ejaculated four times in a row. If I hadn't asked you to stop, you might have continued..."

"Mom, I never asked you why you didn't agree to have sex with me before I joined the army, but you were so eager to have sex with me when I came back from the front line?"

Mom was silent for a while.

"It was because of the war. I regretted it so much at that time... why didn't I give my body to you... and forced you to join the army... as a result, I was scared every day... afraid of hearing bad news about you..."

"Too many people died in the war, and I didn't know if I could survive... Seeing the people dying around me, I thought, if I died before you understood my feelings, you might feel guilty for the rest of your life..."

"We might die someday anyway... why should we not enjoy the sweetness of love because of fear of worldly pressure?"

Mom spoke intermittently.

"Having a great, responsible, gentle son and...husband like you is the greatest happiness in my life." Mom looked into my eyes in my arms and said firmly.

I was so moved that I hugged my mother tightly, and my mother hugged me back.

"I love you mom!"

"I love you, too, my son."

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Thirteen years later, I once again spoke the same words of love to my mother. My heart has not changed at all compared to thirteen years ago. If there is anything that has changed, it is that my love has become deeper and more mature after thirteen years of accumulation.

"I'll never regret falling in love with you, Mom!"

"Me too, son."

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Thinking of the sweet words said at midnight, my tears flowed even harder.

My mother stood up from the chopping board and put her arms around my neck: "My good son, you are a strong man. You have to set an example for the children! Have you forgotten what we said last night? The burden on you is much heavier than mine. Don't cry anymore, okay?" My mother comforted me as gently as before.

What we said last night...

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"No more food, right?"

Half an hour had passed since my mother and I had expressed our deep love to each other. We had been snuggling together like this. At this moment, my mother suddenly asked about food, which suddenly lifted the love spell that made me forget the pain and brought me back to reality.

I sighed and said, "I'll go out and look for it tomorrow."

Having said that, I can say that I have completely given up the possibility of finding food. Where else to look? I have searched the entire world except Hell.

"Can you find it?"

I shook my head.

"Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate!"

"We can't wait any longer. The children have been hungry for five days. If this continues, they won't survive until the day after tomorrow," said the mother worriedly. But I know that she went hungry the longest because she left her last bit of food for me and the children, saying that I needed to eat enough to have strength for hunting and the children were still growing.

"I have no choice! I'm not a god who can create food." I shouted anxiously.

"I have an idea!"

My mother suddenly said this, and this earth-shattering sentence surprised me greatly.

"Do you have a solution, Mom? Did you store some food before? Or..." I was so happy that I couldn't speak. I was so excited about the news that Mom had food to eat. Having food meant we could survive.

Mom didn't seem as happy as she thought I was, she just looked at me and smiled.

"What is this? Is it the bacon left over from before? I remember we had eaten it a long time ago, right?"

When I asked this question, I felt my mother's soft body in my arms suddenly tensed up. She left my arms and crawled to sit opposite me.

"It's not salted meat, it's fresh meat, it's a living person, a woman."

"A living woman? Ah, did you catch her during the days I was away from home? I never thought there would be a living woman. Mom, is this why you are so happy today? It's great, a living woman."

According to my experience, women are much more delicious than men. Not only are they fatter and more tender, but they are also fresh and delicious. How nice it is to have a living woman! No wonder mom is so excited in bed.

"Not bad! A living woman, 169cm tall, 59kg, with measurements of 98.58.97. Everything is good, except that she is a little old."

There was something odd about these numbers; they seemed to belong to someone I knew very well.

I looked at my mother in confusion.

"Where is she? Take me to see her."

"Right in front of you, child," the mother deadpanned, "it's me."

It’s mom! That so-called woman is the mother herself! My mother actually wants to treat me as food!

I jumped up and said, "No, I don't agree with this ridiculous suggestion. Ah! Mom, please don't have this idea."

"This is the only way, the only way to save your lives."

"What do I need life for? What do I need life for without you?"

"You are my husband and son, the head of the family, and a reasonable person. Now please listen to me."

"Your life does not belong to you alone. Now there are only six of us on Earth. But we should continue our lives as long as possible, not only for ourselves, but also for the Earth. Of course I don't want to. God knows how much I don't want to leave you, but for the continuation of life, I can only choose this method."

I know that my mother is extremely persistent in her pursuit of life. She has told me many times that when her daughters grow up a little, she wants me to have sex with them to continue the offspring, and the more children the better.

"We can kill one of the children..." I said hesitantly. In fact, I love my four babies so much that I can even sacrifice my life for them, but mom...

"Please don't have such thoughts. As a mother, I feel sad just thinking about it... Eating my child is far worse than eating me. I am old and have lost my fertility... I am also physically weak and useless... And I have the most meat..."

The tears could no longer be stopped and flowed down my mother's cheeks like a river. She cried and threw herself into my arms.

"I...I can't watch you...watch you and the children die...Let me...let me die first...leave this cruel nightmare to you to bear...You are a strong man...Let me...let me die first..."

My tears also welled up from my eyes, and I pressed my face against my mother's. Our tears mixed together and dripped onto the snow-white sheets.

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Now, my mother was lying on the large chopping board specially made for processing prey, and I was about to kill with my own hands the woman I loved most in my life - my mother.

After a heated debate, my mother even threatened to commit suicide, forcing me to agree to her proposal and set the time for the treatment at eight o'clock this evening, which was dinner time.

In fact, this is the best solution at present.

I am the head of the family and the only adult male. Hunting and housekeeping are all done without me, and I am also responsible for making my daughter pregnant. And the children are still small and very young.

My mother is too old to bear children, and she still needs to consume a lot of food. What's more, the most important thing is that she is the one with the most flesh in the family besides me. These facts show that treating my mother as food is the most effective way to overcome the current difficulties.

In fact, it was reason that forced me to agree to my mother's request, but my emotions couldn't control my tears from flowing.

My mother kissed my face and licked my tears with her tongue: "Don't cry, my dear baby, don't cry! You are so old, it's ugly to cry like this!"

But it wasn't just me, my mother's four children and I were also in tears. They were told the news after waking up this morning, and their tears have not stopped since then. Every child was as heartbroken as I was when they thought that their mother who loved them so much was about to leave them.

But Mom told us that she hoped to see us happy before she died. In order not to make our mother more sad, we all had to put on a smile.

From this morning till now, the whole family has been in this state of extreme grief.

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In order to allow me and my mother to spend more time together, the children wisely took over all the work. They worked very hard to tidy up the room, clean the chopping board, and rewash all the cooking utensils.

My mother and I stayed in the house. In order to prepare the "dish" for the evening, my mother was busy in the room and cleaning herself.

"I want to engrave my best side in your memory so that you won't forget me." Mom said jokingly.

My mother takes a bath every one and a half hours. I see that in addition to washing her body, she also uses a brush to brush off the dandruff on her skin and then applies fragrant skin cream.

"Why do you do this?" Even though I knew what my mother's answer would be, I still couldn't help asking.

"This is so that the children can eat the freshest meat!" said the mother, "I always want to love them more at the end. Poor little guys, they will have no mother in the future."

I was speechless. Even at a time like this, my mother was still thinking about her children. It's really pitiful to see the love of parents in this world.

In order to clean out the dirt in her body, my mother asked me to give her an enema. This was a cruel torture for both me and my mother.

An enema is required before processing the prey, which is a necessary procedure. In the past, I performed enema myself, especially on female prey. For the person who has received an enema, it is a torture as the anus cannot defecate smoothly and there is a burning pain. To be honest, I really like this kind of job because I can get pleasure from it.

But giving mom an enema...

I thought of my mother's anus, a big black hole in the middle of the black anus. Not only were the muscles there relaxed, but there was also a problem of anal prolapse. This is because in order to satisfy my sexual desire and give me greater pleasure, my mother voluntarily gave me her anal virginity, and asked me to continue to develop it to make up for the looseness of her vagina. And I selfishly agreed to my mother's request, completely disregarding her physical condition, and often penetrated her anus with my thick penis, enjoying the pleasure of being tightened.

Now that I see my mother's anus, I understand more deeply how deep my mother's love for me is. It is "I will never regret even if my clothes become looser and looser, and I will become haggard for her." It is a selfless and completely altruistic love. My mother loves me with her whole body and soul without any impurities.

I was asked to give an enema to this anus that had already been tortured by me, and the purpose of the enema was to enjoy the flesh with this poor anus more deliciously. I held the enema device and was reluctant to insert it into my mother's body. In the end, my mother always slapped her butt impatiently, and I reluctantly gave her an enema, and I was very gentle in my movements.

But my mother was still in such a state that she was sweating all over. I hugged her in my arms out of concern, but she forced a smile to comfort me: "It's okay, sweating a little more can help get rid of the dirt in your pores."

The mother also continued to drink a lot of water, which was also to remove as many impurities as possible from the body. I remembered that my mother also drank a lot of water when she had sex with me, and then I realized that she had already thought of sacrificing herself.

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I don't know when, the children all crowded around me and my mother, crying together. The mother stroked their little heads lovingly one by one to comfort them.

Our youngest child, Xiao Ming, the only son of my mother and me, cried and hugged his mother's body.

"Mom! I don't want to eat you, please don't die, okay?"

Mom smiled kindly: "Don't be like this, Xiao Ming! Mom is reluctant to leave you. Although Mom is not with you, Mom will watch over you in heaven!"

"You are my babies. Having you is the happiest thing in my life. Do you know that?"

"Don't forget what we said at noon! If you really love your mother, give birth to more babies in the future. Then even if your mother is in heaven, she will be very happy!"

"You must work as hard as you did this afternoon and give birth to more babies for mom, dad, and brother. This will be the greatest comfort to mom!"

At noon, my mother asked us children to stop working and come to our room.

When the children came, the mother also took off all her clothes.

"Mom, what are you doing? Do you want to stand in front of the children without clothes?" I asked curiously.

Although we are a loving couple who make love every day, Mom and I always dress neatly in front of our children because Mom believes that this is good for the children's growth.

The children came in soon, and when they saw their naked mother, they were surprised but wisely kept silent.

The mother lay naked on the bed and ordered the children: "Now take off your clothes."

The children did as their mother instructed.

I look at my children, especially my three daughters.

I didn’t expect my daughters to develop so well. The twelve-year-old eldest daughter Xiaoping already looks like a complete young girl, with a slender body and a small but plump chest. There are a few sparse, soft, light brown pubic hairs on her pink mons pubis. The second daughter, Xiaoli, and the third daughter, Xiaoqing, are twins. They are one year younger than their older sister, Xiaoping, but they also have obvious breast outlines. The three daughters are all equally delicate, and after taking off their clothes, they reveal cute shy expressions on their faces.

My son Xiao Ming, who is only nine years old this year, has not yet fully developed physically, but I noticed that after seeing the naked bodies of his mother and sisters, his small penis became visibly erect.

Mom asked Xiao Ming to sit next to her on the bed, and the rest of the children gathered around and stood by the bed.

The mother held Xiao Ming's hand and looked at the children with a serious expression: "My children, there are some things that I should have told you when you grow up, but I can't wait until that day. So now I will let you understand what a woman is and what your future mission is."

The mother put Xiao Ming's hand on her chest: "This is the breast. When a woman has a child, there will be very sweet milk here. The baby loves to drink it the most. However, even your father often eats it."

Xiao Ming caressed the huge breasts in awe.

"Mom, why are your breasts so big and my sister's breasts so small?" Xiao Ming asked curiously.

"Why, have you ever touched your sister's breasts?"

"I...I...I sometimes touch them secretly when they are sleeping..."

Even in such a sad atmosphere, my mother and I couldn't help but smile.

The daughters all hummed in dissatisfaction, and the eldest daughter, Xiaoli, cursed in a low voice: "Little pervert!"

"This child looks exactly like you when you were a child!" Mom said to me with a smile.

Mother's hand guided Xiao Ming's hand and continued to stroke downwards, and soon reached that sacred honey spot.

"Hey! Mom! Why do you have a hole down there, but I have a small stick down there?"

"Xiao Ming, this is the difference between being a woman and a man. The thing here for men is called a penis, and the thing here for women is called a vagina. Look, one is a stick, and the other is a hole..."

"Ah! I get it. Is it true that men should put this...what is it?...Oh! A penis, put the penis into a woman's vagina."

"Xiao Ming is really smart. What you said is very right. Putting a man's penis into the vagina is called making love. Only through making love can a baby be born."

"Give birth to a baby? Mom, did Daddy stick his penis into your vagina, so you gave birth to me?"

I got angry and shouted, "Why is a kid asking so many questions?"

My mother glared at me with dissatisfaction and continued to teach the children with a smile on her face.

"Look, this is the labia majora... this is the labia minora... this is the vaginal opening... this is the vagina..." The mother pulled apart her two thick labia majora to show them to the children, and motioned for Xiao Ming to touch her vulva with his hands: "Come... put your fingers in... ah!... OK, just like that... ah..."

Xiao Ming's index finger and middle finger probed into his mother's honey hole and scratched inside. The mother's body twisted gently along with the movement of Xiao Ming's fingers, and she let out a low moan, and her daughters' faces turned red.

"Xiao Ming, do you feel anything?"

"Oh! The flesh inside my mother is moving!" Xiao Ming shouted excitedly, and at the same time, his tiny cock began to grow bigger.

Soon, nectar with a strange fragrance seeped out from the honey hole, and Xiao Ming's entire palm became wet.

"That's a lot of water!"

Mom held Xiao Ming's cock and said, "Xiao Ming, look! Put this thing that will grow bigger into a woman's vagina, and then thrust it in and out, and semen will come out, the white stuff that looks like milk, and that can make a woman pregnant."

"But mom, what is milk?" It's so pitiful. When Xiao Ming was born, there were no cows at all. All the animals had died long ago.

Mom thought for a moment and put Xiao Ming's tender young cock in her mouth. Mother's cheeks were bulging, and she was sucking Xiao Ming's little cock very attentively. Xiao Ming's face showed an intoxicated expression.

Soon Xiao Ming's body trembled, and a small amount of but very thick semen shot out from his penis. All the children looked at this thing they had never seen before with curiosity.

"Oh my! I never thought something like this could come out of here!"

"This is semen," the mother said to the children, "Dear children, you must remember that no matter when, you must let the man shoot the white semen into your vagina, so that you can give birth to a baby."

"Next, your father and I will teach you respectively how to have sex! I will teach Xiao Ming, and your father will teach girls how to have sex." Mom suddenly announced what she was going to do next, unexpectedly to me.

I looked at my mother in surprise. She actually asked me to have sex with my daughters!

My mother looked at me encouragingly and said, "Go ahead! Teach our daughter how to have sex!"

"But, Mom...I..."

"There's no time, kid! We need to teach our children how to grow up as soon as possible so that they can give birth to the next generation."

As my mother said this, she unbuckled my belt and I cooperated with her by taking off my clothes.

"Dad and I are educating you right now. You must understand the structure of your own body and not miss any possible opportunity to get pregnant, because only by giving birth to many babies can we avoid extinction!"

I heard my daughters gasp in surprise as I stood naked in front of them. Indeed, my huge cock, which is 19 centimeters long when erect, is sometimes too much for even my mother's vagina, which has given birth to five children, to bear, so how could three underage girls bear it!

The mother keenly sensed her daughters' uneasiness: "Don't worry, kids. There is no penis in the world that a woman cannot accommodate. As long as you feel it with your heart, you will be able to experience an incomparable and wonderful pleasure."

Xiao Ping bravely walked up to me and said, "Dad, please give me some advice!"

I gently picked up Xiaoping and put her on the bed. When our naked skin touched, Xiaoping cried softly and her body felt hot as fire.

I put my lips on Xiaoping's tender red lips and put my tongue in. Xiaoping responded to my kiss awkwardly, but soon became skilled. At the same time, my restless palms wandered up and down Xiaoping's body and finally stopped at Xiaoping's nectar.

The virgin nectar flowed out from the delicate lips like flower petals. I couldn't help but catch it with my mouth and lick the girl's pink buds with my tongue.

“Ah…ah…it hurts…it’s itchy…Daddy…it’s itchy inside…”

"It's okay, my dear daughter," said the mother who had been waiting by her side with a smile, "This is a good thing! It's a sign of excitement!"

While comforting Xiao Ping, my mother kept her eyes on her. When she saw that Xiao Ping's eyes were blurry and her legs were curled up, she gently hit me and said, "You can go in now! Go slowly and gently!"

I held my penis, aimed it at Xiaoping's honey hole, and slowly inserted it. But the hole was too small, and I only got half of my glans in. Xiaoping screamed in pain and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Forget it? The child is still young!" I stopped and said to the mother. It was really too much to ask such a young child to accommodate the huge rod of an adult man.

While wiping the sweat off Xiao Ping lovingly, the mother firmly rejected my proposal: "No, we must teach the children." She then comforted Xiao Ping: "Dear child, it's okay, it just hurts a little at the beginning, it will be fine after a while."

With her mother's comfort, Xiao Ping mustered up the courage to say to me, "Dad! Please continue! Don't worry about me!"

I gritted my teeth and thrust my huge cock into Xiaoping's vagina in one go.

Xiaoping let out a loud scream.

After stopping the movement for a while, I began to slowly swing the giant stick left and right. The expression on Xiaoping's face gradually changed from pain to joy, and she began to moan again, but it was a moan of ecstasy and joy.

The other two daughters, Xiaoqing and Xiaoli, saw their sister's happy expression and also touched their lower bodies, eager to try.

The mother turned around and concentrated on instructing Xiao Ming. Although Xiao Ming's penis was really small, the mother used great patience to make him feel the charm of a woman, and Xiao Ming ejaculated again.

Xiaoping also released her vaginal fluid under my caress, but I did not ejaculate. Seeing that I only had a bigger cock, Xiaoqing took over Xiaoping's unfinished task without hesitation.

Finally, I ejaculated my semen into Xiaoli's vagina. All three daughters were extremely tired but extremely excited.

After everything was over, the mother said to her daughters, "My good daughters, you must continue to make love with your father and brother like you did today, and have children. This way, my spirit in heaven will be at peace."

This was the last lesson my mother taught her children.

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The children did not stop crying as their mother told them to. I saw their mother's brows furrowed helplessly.

Just then it occurred to me that I couldn't cry anymore. I can't let my mother worry about me anymore. In fact, if we talk about pain, my mother should be the one who suffers the most. But she has been forcing herself to smile because she is afraid that we will be sad. How can I let her down?

I held back my tears, pulled the children away and hugged my mother: "Mom, I won't cry anymore."

Mom smiled with relief and lay back on the chopping board.

"Go ahead!" she said in a very calm tone.

I looked at my mother in front of me. She had carefully dressed herself up to look the most beautiful. She was welcoming the coming of death as if it were a grand celebration.

I gently stroked my mother's holy body with my hands. Her snow-white and delicate skin was set off by the long black hair underneath her body, making her look particularly delicate and radiating a soft glow under the light.

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From the time we drove the tired children out of the bedroom until six o'clock, my mother and I had been making passionate love, and both of us tried hard to make each other reach orgasm.

I have never experienced such painful yet sweet, sad yet exciting lovemaking. The physical pleasure highlighted the pain in my heart, and we reached the climax with tears.

As soon as six o'clock arrived, my mother kicked me out of the bedroom, saying that she wanted to be alone.

At 7:30 on time, Mom came out of the bedroom with five boxes in her hands. These were the last gifts she left for me and the children. She handed me the box and told me to open it only after I had finished processing it.

Mom looked extremely beautiful; she had taken a final bath and put on her makeup very carefully. This is not makeup in the general sense. Mom didn't put on rouge or lipstick, nor did she wear perfume, because these things as food are harmful to the human body. Mom would not let us feel even a little uncomfortable.

Mom evenly applied a layer of colorless nail polish on her freshly trimmed fingernails and toenails, making the nails look very beautiful.

The skin was also very smooth, not only had it been washed countless times, but all hair on the body except the hair had been removed. My mother also used medicine to soften and remove the calluses on her palms and soles.

She was wearing a pair of very sexy open-toed high-heeled sandals on her feet, because for the needs of the treatment, every person being treated had to wear shoes that were not easy to take off.

After giving each of us a kiss, Mom walked resolutely into the kitchen.

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I gently kissed my mother's whole body, leaving out every place and every inch of her skin. Then he gently held my mother's jade hand and handcuffed it with a ring embedded in the chopping board, followed by the other hand, feet, and waist, to prevent the prey from struggling. Struggling not only makes the kitchen dirty, but also increases the pain of the prey.

This is also the final preparation for processing the prey. The mother completed the rest of the work by herself, and did it very carefully and meticulously.

How can one understand the feelings of a person who knows he is going to die and tries hard to make his death more complete! ! ! !

I looked at my mother: "Mom! ... Do you ... do you have anything else to say?"

My mother looked at me, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do I look clean? I have always only dealt with others. I wonder if there is anything I have overlooked since this is my first time dealing with myself?"

I nodded: "You are always the cleanest, Mom!"

"Do I look beautiful?"

"You are always the most beautiful, Mom!"

"Don't you look old?"

I shook my head firmly.

My mother laughed happily: "Then I feel relieved!"

"Come on!" she whispered, closing her eyes.

I picked up the sharp knife that I had always kept at hand, "Goodbye! My love!" The sharp knife slashed across my mother's snow-white, slender neck.

I turned my head away.

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With just one cut, the carotid artery in my mother's neck was severed, and blood gushed out from a mouth-sized wound. My mother's body was twitching, but she had a peaceful smile on her face and didn't seem to be in any pain.

I dropped the knife and lay on my mother, crying loudly.

My mother's body gradually cooled down, and my heart fell into an icy hell.

Mom died just like that, at the hands of the man she loved deeply - her son. From now on, I will never see my loving mother again. No matter what, I will never forgive myself for the crime I committed against love.

I pulled a steel ring on the chopping board, and the flat chopping board flipped up, turning my mother's body upside down. All the blood in her body quickly flowed into a large basin directly below her.

(Author's note: I'm sorry to disappoint the readers who have been waiting for this moment, because this article is not a SM-type novel, and the plot does not allow the author to make a lot of surreal sexual descriptions here. In addition, in daily life, animals for consumption should generally be processed as soon as possible and the blood should be drained, otherwise the blood left in the body will seriously affect the effect of consumption.)

For more than an hour after that, I was like a zombie, mechanically doing the work of taking care of my mother's body.

After draining all the blood from my mother's body, I put it back on the chopping board. I used a knife to cut open her abdomen, removed her internal organs, and hung her body upside down by hooking her high heels. I cleaned it, dissected it, and put it in the pot...

The children also silently accompanied me in doing these tasks.

Two hours later, my children and I were enjoying delicious broth for the first time in two months.

At first no one was willing to even taste it, but if they did, Mom’s sacrifice would have been in vain.

With tears in my eyes, I drank the broth in front of me in one gulp, then returned to my room with my mother's hair and nails - the only remaining parts of her body.

I lay face down on the bed, smelling the lingering scent left by my mother. Yesterday, my mother and I had spent a good time together, but today she has passed away.

Just then, I suddenly remembered the last gift my mother left for me, and I quickly got up and opened the gift box on the table.

After opening the gift box, the first thing that appeared in front of me was a letter with my mother's beautiful handwriting on the envelope: "To the one I love most!" Under the letter was a piece of clothing that looked like it was hand-woven.

I carefully opened the envelope, and inside was a plain white piece of paper with my mother's ink-stained handwriting on it.

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"I love!

When you see this letter, I will no longer be alive.

The thought of saying goodbye to you forever makes my heart feel like it's being torn apart.

But I don't regret making this decision.

Why should you regret?

I have the best man and the best son in my life. He is sweet, loyal, strong, smart, and I have four children with him.

I have the greatest happiness a woman can have, and I will die without regrets.

If conditions permit, I really want to grow old with you, but reality is so cruel.

I remember when you were little I told you a little story I had read in a book:

A group of antelopes were chased by hunters and ran to a cliff. If you can jump over this cliff, there is a way to survive on the other side, but this cliff is too wide, even a good antelope cannot jump over it.

The antelopes were cornered, with a bottomless abyss in front of them and deadly hunting rifles behind them. The herd was in dire straits of extinction, and the hunters surrounded them triumphantly, ready to catch them all in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the antelopes quickly split into two groups, one group was old and the other was young and strong, but the number of the two groups was just equal.

An old antelope began to run rapidly towards the cliff, and another young antelope not far behind it also ran at the same time. Two antelopes jumped up at the same time at the edge of the cliff. The young antelope stepped on the back of the old antelope and got another chance to exert force. It landed smoothly on the opposite cliff, while the old antelope fell into the abyss and died even more quickly.

The other antelopes followed suit, and the old ones were willing to sacrifice themselves and leave their lives to the young and strong antelopes.

In this way, although half of the antelopes died, the seeds for survival were preserved.

The hunters could only stare in amazement at the disappearing herd of antelope.

I often wondered afterwards, what would I do if we were faced with such a desperate situation?

Now that this desperate situation has arrived, I have considered it again and again before choosing the current method, which is also the method chosen by the old antelope.

If we do not do this and instead selfishly only want to survive, we humans will also become extinct, and we will then be the greatest sinners in destroying humanity.

I cannot bear such a reputation, and I cannot let the man I love become such an eternal sinner.

Please don't blame me if what I do makes you sad. Also, please live well and take on the responsibility of raising your children. I'm just putting an end to it. Your task is much heavier than mine, but I believe my man can shoulder this responsibility and complete the task.

Finally, I want to give you a gift! This is a pair of underwear I knitted for you using my pubic hair that I have grown over the past thirteen years—yes, from the day we got married—because you praised my pubic hair that day for being thin, black, soft, and beautiful...

I originally wanted to knit a vest for you as a gift for our fifteenth wedding anniversary... but time can't wait...

Put it on! Then I will feel that I am with you all the time... the most intimate contact that can only happen when we are alone together...

God knows how much I don't want to leave you! ! !

There is no way anyone can love you more than I do...

But I have to say goodbye!

Kiss your mother today

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Tears streamed down my face and dripped onto the letter paper.

I put down the letter and took out the underwear that my mother had knitted from the box. My mother used her black and soft pubic hair to knit the underwear. She first rolled the fine hair into thread, and then knitted it into a pair of underwear.

She has been collecting pubic hair for thirteen years just for one sentence from me. What kind of love can support a mother to do such a thing?

The loving mother’s hands sew clothes for her son.

I held the relic my mother left me, raised my head and roared towards the sky.

“Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…”

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In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed and now I am a weathered old man.

On the anniversary of my mother's death, I brought all my descendants to her grave, where her remains were buried, the real remains that were fished out of the soup.

My mother's grave is built on a scenic hillside, and at the foot of the hill is the new home I built for my children.

I sat in front of the grave, gently stroking the tombstone, just as I used to stroke my mother's skin.

"My love, I have brought my children to see you.

Xiaoping just gave birth to her eighteenth child the day before yesterday and is still in confinement, so she can’t come to see you. The other children are all here. I don’t know how many there are in total, but there are probably about 200 to 300 people, big and small… They are all born to me and my daughters. This is all thanks to you. These children are giving birth to children…

But Xiao Ming was not there, so we got rid of him too, because we had no food... But then the sky turned blue, plants grew again, we got animal embryos preserved before the war from the laboratory, and we had animals too... Although the world was still desolate... But it was gradually getting better...

I wear the underwear you left for me every day and never wash it because it has your scent on it... Even when we make love, I keep it next to me...

You said that your death and my survival were both missions... You have completed the mission, but left me alone in this world... My mission is finally completed... Even if it is not over... I can't wait any longer...

I love! I am here to accompany you... You will no longer be alone... I will no longer be alone..."

I picked up the knife that had cut my mother's throat twenty years ago and cut my own carotid artery. Blood gushed out, and I didn't feel any pain, but a sense of relief.

I saw my mother in the haze. She was still as beautiful and gentle as ever. I hugged my mother tightly...

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A tour group was standing on a picturesque hillside listening to the tour guide's explanation.

"...What you are seeing now is the mausoleum where the common ancestors of our new century mankind are buried together. I believe everyone knows their deeds from history textbooks... In order to continue the seeds of life..."

At the top of the hill is a huge and ornately decorated mausoleum. On the tombstone in front of the mausoleum are written four large characters:

"The First Human Ancestor"

In a box made of transparent alloy in front of the tombstone, there was a pair of underwear woven with pubic hair.

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