Mother's Tenderness (Chapter 1-5) (Full) (Family Incest Adult Novel)

Chapter 1

I always thought that my mother was a very calm woman, with family and work as her only concern. As time went by, although the years slowly crept up on her eyebrows, she was still a beautiful woman.

Since I was a child, I prefer to be with my mother, because she is very gentle. She pats me gently to sleep while I snuggle in her arms. That is the happiest time of my life. But those happiness have remained in my childhood memories, life will never be so beautiful.

My father is an honest man. Nowadays, an honest man means the same thing as a coward. A few years ago, the factory went bankrupt and most of the workers were laid off. My father managed to keep his job with the help of his comrade-in-arms, Uncle Zheng, who had become the director of the Personnel Department of the Textile Bureau. My family is just like many ordinary Chinese families in the world. There is occasional sweetness in the bitterness, but most of the things in life are not as we wish.

My mother wasn't doing too well at her workplace. Being in her early forties was an awkward age for a woman working in a business. She wants to keep doing this, but her age is not yet at the protection line. However, young people come to the company to report one after another, and the current family situation does not allow her to sell her years of service, because I will also be going to college next year. My mother has to work very hard. Her bright smile is less common than before. Although I am growing up, I still like to see my mother's smiling face.

When I was in primary school, my mother didn’t work in the office she works in now. She was just a warehouse keeper in a low-level valuables warehouse. At that time, I kept hearing my mother say to me, “Son, you must study hard. You see, I went to study after giving birth to you. Now I don’t have to work in the workshop. Son, do you want to be like me?”

At that time, when I looked at the uncles and aunts who were doing physical labor in the workshops or other jobs, I admired my mother to the extreme. Because she continued her studies actively after giving birth to me and finally obtained a college diploma.

The small warehouse where my mother worked was her own world, as the goods in that warehouse were only used when producing some of the highest-end products, so few people came here normally. In addition, my mother was one of the few college students at the time, so the leader asked her to manage the warehouse when there was no seat for her. I was still young at that time and there was no one at home to take care of me, so my mother often took me with her. My boss also turned a blind eye and pretended not to know. I had a small bed of my own in the small warehouse.

My little bed was at the innermost part of the warehouse, behind some goods on the ground. I could barely see my mother's desk through the gaps between the sparse goods. After school at noon, I went to my mother's workplace to eat, and then went to sleep on my little bed. However, I didn't expect that I would see something I could never have imagined on this little bed. That incident had a profound impact on my life, and to this day I will never forget what I saw and heard.

I remember it was summer vacation, one Saturday noon, I was sleeping in my little bed, dreaming about going to college, but my dream was broken by a loud noise. The first words I heard when I woke up were my mother's very low voice.

"Oh no, my son is awake."

What's wrong with that? I couldn't help but think. Just as I was about to answer my mother, I heard another man's voice.

"No, listen, there is no sound. Let me take a look." As he said that, a figure stood up.

I didn’t know what was going on at the time, but I instinctively closed my eyes and continued pretending to sleep. I opened my eyes only a little, but I saw that the chair where my mother used to sit was gone, and in its place was a cardboard box on the floor. My mother's black high-heeled shoes had been taken off and placed in a mess under the table. Next to her shoes was a pair of men's leather shoes, and standing on the ground were two pairs of feet wearing socks.

At this time, the man sat down with my mother again. After I made sure that they could not see me, I opened my eyes again and looked at the two men through the goods.

The man held my mother and sat on the cardboard on the ground. He was a fat man older than my mother, and his head was a little bald. He gently parted my mother's shoulder-length wavy hair and kissed her ear with his tongue. My mother moved forward to avoid him, but the man's hands held my mother's head firmly. The expression on my mother's face was not one of disgust, but rather a smile that was not a smile. I had no idea what they were doing at the time, but my intuition made me curious.

The man put his hands on the buttons of my mother's white translucent shirt, unbuttoned the top button, and put his hand inside. I only saw his hand moving inside my mother's clothes. My mother's face seemed to be in pain, with an expression I had never seen before.

"Qiuying, how is it? Are you comfortable?" the man said to my mother.

"Keep your voice down. Don't wake up my son." The mother tilted her head back, put her arms around the man's neck, and covered his mouth with hers.

I remember that time, when there were kissing scenes on TV, I asked if I could do that with my mother, she smiled and hugged me and said that I couldn't do that with her, not with anyone except my father. But why is she doing it with someone else now?

The man's right hand was groping inside my mother's clothes, and his left hand was unbuttoning her lower body buttons one by one. After all the buttons were unbuttoned, he used both hands to pull open the sides of my mother's shirt, revealing her flesh-colored bra. He then took off my mother's shirt, leaving only her bra on her upper body.

At that time, I followed my mother to eat placenta and ginseng. These things really had a strong stimulating effect on my growth. My penis could erect when I was very young. When I looked at my mother like this, my little penis had already become hard. At this time, the man stood up and quickly took off his shirt and trousers. There was a big package of things in his underwear; my mother sat on the cardboard with her legs half bent. She unbuttoned her skirt with her backhand and pulled down the zipper.

At this time, the man had also sat down. He hugged my mother and helped her slowly take off the yellow skirt from her waist. He gently stroked my mother's thighs, which were still wearing flesh-colored pantyhose. He put his hand on my mother's buttocks, and touched inside the buttocks of the pantyhose, and stretched out his tongue to kiss my mother's naked shoulders. He stretched out his teeth and bit my mother's flesh-colored bra strap, pulling it from her shoulders to her arms. My mother automatically cooperated by slowly pulling her pantyhose down from her waist. She was wearing a small pair of panties of the same color underneath.

At this time, the bra straps on both sides of my mother had been taken off, and I could clearly see my mother's breasts exposed, two large white bumps.

"Qiuying, come here, move a little, let me take off your panties." The man took off my mother's panties, and my mother's hand pressed on the bulge under the man.

"Hurry up, my son may wake up at any time," the mother said to the man.

The man listened, unbuttoned my mother's bra, pushed her down on the cardboard, rested his half-bald head on her chin, held her plump breasts in his hands, and sucked her breasts into his mouth, making sucking sounds.

"Oh... so good! God, be gentle, be gentle... my son can hear it!" Mom said to the man while moaning softly.

"Okay. Hmm... so fragrant and sweet!" the man replied vaguely.

While the man was sucking on my mother's breast, he was holding and playing with the other breast; my mother held his head with both hands, rubbed her feet on his thighs, half raised her body, and while holding the man's neck with one hand, she reached out with the other hand to the man's penis, which was still wrapped in his underwear, and stroked the bulge with her slender fingers.

At this time, the man couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled his underwear down, revealing a murderous cock that was much bigger than mine at the time. My mother lay completely flat on the cardboard, waiting quietly. The man's fat body pressed on her white body, and he held his penis and wanted to enter her lower body.

At that time, I knew what was going on. I thought the man was so stupid. He had been tossing and turning on my mother for a long time but was still the same. My mother opened her eyes, which were originally closed. She looked at the man and smiled softly. I like to see my mother's smile the most. My mother's smile is so sweet!

At this time, my mother supported her whole body with one elbow, and she raised her arms wide open, ready to press them on herself. One hand held the man's penis and placed it underneath, shouting, "Come in!" The man thrust his waist forward, and the two men's waists came together.

At this time, the man pressed on my mother again. My mother supported the man's body with her head and put her head on the man's chest. She stretched out her tongue and licked the man's nipples. After licking, she sucked and then gently bit them with her teeth. The man supported himself on the ground with his hands and pushed his waist hard against my mother. Although he was very careful, the sound of their bodies colliding was still clearly audible.

The mother sucked on one side and then on the other side, switching sides continuously. The man's nipple was covered with the mother's saliva.

"Wu Qiuying, your oral skills are great! Ah, be gentle, don't bite so hard." The man called my mother's name, pulled her head away, and pressed her completely on the cardboard.

He held his mother's head with one hand and pressed his big mouth on her mouth again, and with his other hand he picked up one of her legs from the bottom. At this time, I saw his big cock appearing and disappearing under my mother from time to time...

My mother held the man's neck with one hand and put her mouth together with his. They both tilted their heads from time to time, and their tongues would either go in my mouth or enter his mouth. The man's hand was still pressing on my mother's breast, gently holding it, and my mother's fingers with long nails were circling the man's nipples.

Anyway, I didn't know what they were doing, but the two of them just kept this posture, except that their waists kept moving. I don’t know how much time had passed before I started to feel sleepy again.

At this time, the man let go of my mother's legs and loosened his mouth.

"You are so strong. Can you hurry up? It's time to go to work in half an hour." Mom said softly.

After hearing this, the man reached behind him and said, "Qiu Ying, wrap your legs around my waist."

My mother obediently wrapped her legs around the man's waist and hugged him even tighter. My mother held the man's armpits. Both of them were sweating all over, and the cardboard on the ground was also wet.

The man's original mechanical movements changed, and at this time intermittent moans came out of my mother's mouth, like the sound of some pain in the body, but I didn't feel that this sound was painful at all, but it was particularly gentle and very comfortable to listen to. That gentle moan was like the sound of nature, and I will never forget it in my life. Many years later, I also had a woman and heard this kind of sound, but none of them was as fascinating as the one I heard coming from my mother's mouth that time.

The man pressed down hard, then pulled it out high, moving like this on my mother. After doing this for more than a hundred times, my mother, who was originally holding the man's hands and crossing his legs, exerted more force. After a few times, her whole body relaxed. At this time, the man was still pressing on my mother's body, moving non-stop. After more than thirty strokes, he leaned forward and pressed his whole body on my mother again. When the man pushed forward, my mother let out a soft cry again, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, breathing heavily.

After a few minutes, the two stood up. My mother wiped her lower body with paper, and the man asked my mother to help him wipe it. My mother did so. After they put on their clothes, they sat on my mother's chair and touched each other for a while. Then the man left quietly.

At this time, I heard the sound of my mother's high heels walking towards me and putting down the cardboard boxes. I deliberately turned around, wiped my eyes and told my mother about my dream. At this time, my mother was already dressed and she still looked so beautiful.