Farmer Mom (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

I, a farmer mom, have lived in the countryside since I was a child. Now I have graduated and work in the city. Although I see a lot of beautiful girls on the street every day, I feel very lost in my heart because I miss the days when I was in high school very much!

Because I didn't do well in the exam when I graduated from junior high school, I was scolded by my father and had to attend the high school where he was. But because I had a prejudice against him, I would rather ride my bike back home seven or eight miles away every day than live in the school! Because of the school's teacher management system and duty hours, my father could only go home on Saturday afternoon (we had classes on Saturday morning at that time) and go to school for meetings on Sunday night. Therefore, he only stayed at home for about a day and a half a week!

My mother is a simple farmer, but she has all the warm love that a mother has for her children. I like my mother frying eggs for me the most. Yes, every time I see the expectation and caress in my mother's eyes, I feel more at ease! My mother doesn't have much to do at home. She just raises two or three pigs and a dozen chickens. She doesn't even have to farm. She just goes out to play mahjong when she has time. But she always comes back after nine o'clock in the evening. She also has to read with me for a while. Among the middle-aged women in our neighborhood, she is considered to have read the most (she has graduated from high school). Although she just flips through my books, I am very happy because sometimes when I can't solve a problem, I can talk to my mother and then think about it. It seems that I get inspiration that way, and she often helps me solve some difficult problems! It seems strange to me now!

But my mother, like all women, loves beauty. I know she is lonely. My father spends less time with her and is a workaholic, so she wants to know her own beauty status. Every time she comes to my room to look in the mirror, she turns around in front of the mirror and asks me, "Xiaowei, is mom beautiful?" I immediately say, "Yes, I think you are the most beautiful among us!"

Indeed, I think so in my heart. My mother is not fat, but not thin either. She is a very plump woman! Her face is pretty good and her skin is fair, which may be because she doesn’t do much in her daily life! After hearing what I said, my mother always smiled happily, then ran to me and stroked my head with her hand, "Xiaowei, study hard, and when you get into university and get a job, take your mother around to see places!" Every time I nodded vigorously, hugged my mother, and then read a book obediently!

I particularly like summer because I can take a nap in the summer, and my mother takes a nap in my room every day. I especially like her to take a nap in a black short skirt, because after doing my homework for a while, I can turn around and see my mother sleeping on the bamboo bed. Sometimes when she sleeps in a skirt with her legs facing me, I can clearly see her underwear. She likes to wear white underwear. It’s not that I like this, but I really want to know what the inside of the underwear looks like. The feudal thinking in the countryside has made me know only a little about matters between men and women, so I am even more eager!

I remember one time, I thought my mother fell asleep, so I walked gently to her side, looked carefully under her skirt, and smelled it, but I didn’t find anything. I felt so disappointed and nervous! The most exciting time for me was when she took a nap after coming back from a team meeting. I saw a trace of watery substance flowing down the inside of her thigh. It was really like water, and her underwear was a little wet. At that time, I felt even happier and more excited than when I got first place in the exam. That strange feeling made my face burn! I am clearly aware that my lower body has grown a lot of hair, but I wonder if my mother is the same? I only knew that her structure was different from mine, but I had no idea how. I was really eager for it at that time!

The opportunity finally came. One night after dinner, while watching TV and chatting, my mother was scratching her inner thighs vigorously. I asked her what was wrong. She said that when she was helping grandpa harvest, she was scratched by the dust and bugs on the stalks. It was itchy. I gently scratched it for her. Yes, I felt that the skin on my mother's legs was much smoother than that on her hands. It was so comfortable. I suddenly felt so impulsive. My head was full of random thoughts. I replayed the so-called strategies I had thought of before many times. I mustered up the courage but whispered to her: "Mom, I have a secret to tell you!"

"What's the secret? Tell mom quickly!" "I'm embarrassed to tell you!" "Go ahead, it's okay, I'm your mom." After hearing this, I felt so ashamed again, and I said to her with a stiff upper lip: "There are a lot of hairs growing next to my penis. What's going on? Is it serious?" I remember that I blushed to the extreme at that time, but I didn't expect mom to laugh, and she was a little angry. I knew it was nothing, so I calmed down a little. I pretended to be very angry and said, "You're still laughing, don't believe me, look!" This time, I didn't expect mom to flatten her mouth and say, "I don't believe it!"

But she had a happy smile on her face. I knew she was teasing me because I was wearing shorts at the time, the kind of very rustic and loose boxer shorts, so my penis was actually sticking up very high above my pants. Even though I deliberately bent over while sitting, I think my mother still felt it! My thoughts were still relatively innocent at that time, how could I escape her eyes! I could only use my own cleverness and said, "Okay, if you don't believe me, just watch." I quickly stood up and took off my shorts. I think my mother didn't have time to say no, my penis was already erected in front of her. I saw her face flushed, and she glanced at me and said, "Silly, put it on quickly!" I had no choice but to slowly put on my underwear, but I said, "Is it okay?"

I remember my mother pulled me to the bedside, sat next to me, stroked my head with her hand, and said, "Xiaowei, you have grown up! All children will be like this when they grow up." I said without thinking, "What about you, mom? Are you the same as me?" I felt his face getting redder, and her tone became much lighter. After a pause, she said, "Of course there will be these changes, but his structure is different from yours, because mom has to give birth to you!" Of course I know that it was mom who gave birth to me, but how she gave birth to me was confusing at the time. I just thought of my real purpose and said, "Then I want to see what it looks like!"

Unexpectedly, this time my mother said seriously, "No, I am your mother. If you study hard, you will know everything in the future! Okay, go read the book quickly!" Although I was a little scared, how could I miss such a good opportunity? I pestered my mother to let me take a look, and finally she had no choice but to say, "Then you should read the book quickly, and tell us after you do well in the exam, okay?" I couldn't make a fuss without any reason anymore, so I had to go to do the questions in a sullen mood! I don’t know what my mother was thinking afterwards, but she came to my room and helped me with my homework until I rested!

After that incident, my heart became even more frantic, but I didn't know what to do. However, the good thing was that my mother didn't become alienated from me because of this. Instead, when it was hot, she would come to sit in my room wearing only underwear. I think she might have thought that I knew what she called the difference in structure and nothing would happen. She would still turn around in the mirror, and then ask very complacently, "Am I beautiful, Mom?" This made my heart even more excited, and I thought I must take a closer look at her body! But because I always have a feeling of fear in my heart, I can only think about it randomly!

Summer passed in a blink of an eye, and I started my second year of high school. I was busy with studies, and I read by myself until after eleven every night. Just because autumn was coming, my mother often came to see me after I went to bed and covered me with a quilt. I don’t know which night I suddenly thought of a good idea, and began to practice it secretly many times, that is, to make my penis erect so that my mother could see it when she covered me with a quilt. I repeated this scene many times when I was alone, and I was waiting for the opportunity. Yes, how I wanted to have an intimate contact with my mother!

So one night, after my usual rest, I forced myself to sleep and insisted on waiting for his arrival. I was very nervous and I didn't know how long it had been when I finally heard a noise in my mother's room. I thought it was my mother who got up to see me. I quickly put my hand on my penis and rubbed it hard a few times. It was quite persistent and it stood up after a while. I pulled away a corner of the quilt to expose my lower body. My loose boxer shorts were propped up high after helping to lift up my hard cock. I comforted myself not to panic and not to go soft while closing my eyes and waiting for his arrival!

Finally, my mother came into my room. I pretended to be asleep. My mother turned on the light and walked over. The closer the footsteps got, the more uncontrollable my breathing became. My chest was beating so hard that I secretly thought in my heart: "Mom, come and take a look, come and take a look." I didn't dare to open my eyes. I just felt that my mother must have stood there for a while. I think she must have looked at me secretly for a while, because she didn't cover me with a quilt immediately. After my mother covered me with the quilt and left, I felt much more at ease. I finally tasted a little sweetness! In the days that followed, I would expose myself like this every two days. Sometimes I would pull my penis out from the edge of my shorts, revealing a large part of it. I think my mother must have seen it too! I always feel much better when I feel that my mother sees it!

As the weather got colder, my mother sometimes didn't come to read with me. Even if she came, she would sit on the bed with her feet in the quilt. Sometimes she would just sit in the quilt in her own room and only come to see me after I fell asleep! I think my mother must know that I did this on purpose! Sometimes after finishing my homework, I would go to my mother's room to sit, or use the excuse of watching TV. Actually, my mother didn't allow me to watch TV. But if I talked to her, she would forget to send me away. I often told her some interesting things in school. Sometimes when she was happy, she would ask me to sit in the quilt. After sitting like this for a few times, she said to me, "You kids are so hot all over. If you sit for a while, the quilt will be warm, and it will be comfortable for mom to fall asleep!"

So of course I came more frequently, until one day, maybe it was too cold, my mother asked me to sleep with her, which happened to be a little warmer. After a while, she asked me to go over and told me that I should sleep alone at this age. But later, I didn’t move at all. I didn’t want to move at all. So my mother simply told me to go to bed, and I happily took off my coat and got into bed! But my mother wanted me to sleep at the other end, because she wanted to put her feet in my armpits. I had no choice but to do this, unable to move. I put her feet in my armpits, and my mother also clamped my feet in her armpits. My head was full of desires but I could do nothing!

Later, I felt that my mother accidentally touched my lower body when she put her hand down, so I had bad ideas again. I rubbed my penis with my left hand to make it swell, and then said to my mother that my feet were so cold and asked her to help me put them in place. Sure enough, my mother was fooled. Her left hand, which had just been put down, had to cooperate with her right hand, which was clamped on my legs, to move my feet again, put them in place, and then put her left hand down again. Just when she put her hand down, I knew I had succeeded again, because her hand hit my erect little brother. I only felt her hand quickly shrink, and then it was put down after a while!

This really worked. Neither she nor I slept well that night. I felt that my mother was so impatient and kept moving around. I also wanted to move around very much, but unfortunately my legs were clamped and I couldn’t move. It took a long time before I fell asleep. I didn’t realize until the next morning that my shorts were wet when I woke up. It turned out that I had nocturnal emission that night. Of course, my mother saw it too. She said to me with a red face and a little anger, "Why don’t you change your clothes!" Although I was shy at the time, I was also very happy!

Later on, she didn’t allow me to sleep with her again, and always asked me to go back to my room. It happened to be Saturday, and my father came back, so I simply didn’t go over for a few days. The weather got even colder. That day, I finished my homework and was about to go to bed, when I suddenly heard my mother calling me over. I went over happily, talked to her for a while, and then crawled into the bed. My mother didn’t say anything. It was almost twelve o’clock, and she forced me to go over again. I begged her, "It's too cold, I don't want to go over!" My mother didn't say anything (now I think it might be related to some female cycle?). This time I learned my lesson, and I didn’t sleep on the other side. Instead, I said to her in a requesting manner, "Mom, I want to sleep on one side with you and talk to you!" Naturally, my mother didn’t know what to say, so she turned off the lights and lay down!

After that we continued chatting and my mother told me some very interesting things from my childhood, such as when I was a child I stole candies from the kitchen and cabinets and my neck was scalded by boiling water. She also smiled and said that I was very naughty when I was a child, didn’t know how to breastfeed, and often bit her nipples. After hearing this, I laughed and shouted, "I don’t believe it." My mother also laughed with me and said angrily, "You naughty ghost, you are still laughing!" I turned sideways and hugged my mother tightly, but kept saying things like "Mom is the best" and "Mom looks so beautiful when she smiles". After hearing that, my mother laughed even more happily. I took this opportunity to whisper to her, "Mom, I still want milk." My mother laughed even more happily and said, "Where can I get it now?"

Of course I refused and hugged my mother and shook her hard. She smiled and agreed, but just said, "Don't bite it!" Knowing that my mother agreed, I quickly moved my body down, and my mother rested my head on her hands. There weren't many bras at that time. I remember my mother was wearing a vest-style underwear. I carefully rolled it up!

I was really nervous at that time. I knew my hands were shaking. Yes, I had never touched anything like this before. I felt her breasts were so soft. Really, I held them with both hands, then opened my mouth and started kissing them randomly.

At that time, I didn't care about his feelings at all. That was what I had been looking forward to for a long time. Maybe I bit my nipple in nervousness or something, because my mother said in a low voice: Ouch, Xiaowei, you bit your mother again, and then hugged my head tightly, I felt a little pain! After a while, I felt that it was not so comfortable to touch it with my hands, because it didn't feel as soft as before!

I don’t know how long we kissed, but my mother seemed very sad and asked me to get down. She just turned sideways and hugged me so tightly that I could hardly move. Then she told me not to do that again in the future because I was so old! He also asked me who is better, my dad or my mom? Of course I said mom was better. Suddenly, mom seemed to cry. I touched her eyes and she was really crying. I hurriedly asked her what was wrong. She said to me: "Xiaowei, do you know that mom suffered a lot when giving birth to you? I even had surgery on her stomach. Now her health is not very good!"

I nodded as if I understood, and said that I would definitely get into college in the future so that my mother could live a good life! My mother grabbed my hand and moved it to her belly. I felt a vague feeling that there was a place like a line of bumps. My mother told me that it was a scar. I scratched the scar on my mother's belly with my hand, and it seemed that I kissed her cheek at the same time. I begged her to see it there. My mother refused at that time, and I couldn't persuade her no matter what I did. My mother just hugged me tightly, making me unable to move at all and didn't say a word. I had no choice but to remain silent as if I had been wronged. After a long time, my mother said, "Go to bed quickly and don't think too much." I immediately replied, "No!"

My mother sighed deeply and said to me, "I've spoiled you. So you must promise me that you won't be naughty!" I agreed readily and kissed my mother. Then I turned on the bedside lamp. When I looked back at my mother, she had covered her head with the quilt! I was so nervous and excited that I crawled to the other end and carefully rolled up the quilt at that end, all the way to her belly. I remember her legs shrank and then turned sideways, as if it was not the right place to put them. Looking at her underwear, I became even more nervous. Suddenly, I rolled down her underwear and the underwear together until I saw a black mass. My eyesight was not very good at that time, and I just wanted to see it clearly. But my mother's legs were so tightly together, and I could only see that black mass no matter how I looked. My mother said, "Hurry up and don't let me catch a cold, so roll up her pants and cover her with the quilt!"

After I lay down, my mother hugged me tightly again, making me feel very comfortable. Then she told me not to do this again in the future and not to tell these things to others! I said no, but in fact I was always wondering in my heart what it was like there. I just felt that the only difference from my own was that there was no penis, but I couldn't figure out what it felt like. I was so excited and confused that I didn't know how long I thought about it before I fell asleep. I don't know when I woke up again and found that my mother seemed to be crying. To be specific, she was sobbing. I asked her softly what was wrong, and she said, "Mom, I miss Dad!" Later I fell asleep again in a daze!

It was around six in the morning when I woke up! When I looked up, I found my mother looking at me kindly, and I called out "Mom!" My mother nodded and pressed my head down with both hands! It was placed right between her breasts, taking my breath away! Then she said to me very softly: "Xiaowei, can you kiss mommy again?" "I really didn't expect that my mother would ask me to do this. I hesitated for a moment and then rolled up her underwear like I did at night. I was still clumsy at that time. At first, I just took her nipple into my mouth and started sucking. After sucking for a while, it seemed that I opened my mouth very wide again, as if I just wanted to swallow the whole thing. Sometimes my mother would hold my head hard with both hands, which made my face a little painful when it touched her chest!

I don't know when, my penis became so hard that it made me uncomfortable, and my whole body felt hot as if on fire. I think that was the time when my face got the reddest to date. Although it was already winter, I felt like I had a fever! His body was also moving around, and he seemed very unwilling. Now I think it must have been very uncomfortable. Later, my legs were clamped tightly by his feet, and I lay on him like that. I felt that my penis could not be any erecter, and it was hard between me and his body, and I felt the area around it was very hot!

I really can’t stand it! Just when I was touching her breasts, I felt her hand reaching out to my lower body, and my heart seemed to twitch. The feeling is really indescribable! I called "Mom" in a low voice, and my mother kissed my face, then reached her hand deep into my underwear and gently held my penis!

My heart was suddenly filled with excitement, I couldn't control myself any longer, I bent my hand and groped down along her belly, when my hand touched my mother's pubic hair, I couldn't help but rub it gently with my palm, this feeling was so good, I moved my hand further down and felt wet, my head was dizzy, and suddenly I had the urge to see her beauty.

So I whispered to my mother, "Mom, I want to see you there!" ""Um! ", his face was equally hot, she acquiesced, the morning light shone through the window, I gently took off his underwear, and then carefully spread his legs, I saw it, I saw it, this is the place I have been dreaming of for many days, under the thick hair, two small and thick pieces of flesh protruded, slightly black, I put my fingers gently over, there was completely sticky, suddenly I could no longer control myself, I fell on my mother, and fell on his body, my mother said softly: "It doesn't look good, does it?" "I immediately said: "No, they are so beautiful, especially the two little pieces of meat, mom, I miss them so much!" "Mom called me a little fool, and reached out her hand to hold my penis and moved it up and down on the raised part of the flesh. After moving it more than ten times, I felt that I could no longer control it. A wave of heat rushed out from my body, and as my penis pulsated, I ejaculated in excitement, before I entered her body, when I was most excited and wanted it the most. This was my first time, and I have no regrets when I think about it to this day!

After ejaculation, my mother urged me to get up quickly and prepare to go to school. When I was about to leave, my mother whispered to me: "Don't tell anyone about this, otherwise I will be ashamed to live. Go to school and study hard!" "I nodded sensibly and said to my mother, "Don't worry, Mom, this is our secret, I will study hard!" "Only then did my mother relax her brows and said, "Go quickly, silly boy!" I happily set out on the road to school!

To be honest, I didn’t listen to a word of the class that day, and it was impossible for me to listen to it. I was immersed in excitement the whole day. Even my classmates noticed that something was wrong with me. When they laughed at me for being distracted, I calmed down and silently asked myself to study hard and get good grades in the exam so as not to disappoint my mother’s expectations of me! ?

After school, I locked myself in the room and read seriously. I also studied for the lessons I missed that day and even ate in a hurry. I could feel her joy. I think my mother must have been worried that I would not concentrate on my studies because of this. She was relieved after seeing how serious I was!

Around ten o'clock, my mother came to my room with the fragrance of her fresh bath, and read a book with me. When I was yawning, she asked me to take a bath and rest. I came to the bathroom, only to find that the hot water and clothes were all ready. I took a bath happily and excitedly, and begged to sleep with my mother. My mother was a little embarrassed at first, but later she agreed because she couldn't resist me. Yes, I think she would agree, because she and I had close contact, and my mother was also very excited these days and must want it too!

Lying on the bed, I started to get naughty. I had no experience and had never kissed many times, but this time I finally slid smoothly into her vagina - the place where I was born and raised! The moment I entered, I felt my whole body boiling, slowly wriggling in his body, so warm, so wet, so excited, my mother also cried out softly, about seven or eight minutes later, I also couldn't control myself, and shot all my semen into his body! The next morning, my mother and I did it again, and this time, we did it for more than ten minutes!

In the following period of high school life, my mother and I would usually spend three or four nights together every week. At that time, what I feared most was my father coming back. I always felt so scared and didn’t dare! Sometimes when dad comes back, I will gently lie down in front of their room and listen to the noises inside. I feel like they don’t seem to have that kind of passion, and I think it might be because dad’s health is not very good! ?

After doing it more often with my mother, I was able to last longer and longer. Later, I could last from half an hour to more than an hour each time. Every time I had that feeling of not wanting more. A few times I even kissed her private parts and felt a heat and body odor!

My mother's favorite position is that I enter her from behind, then pick her up and let her face upward. That way, she will get excited and squeeze my penis tightly, squeezing and loosening, and she will scream very loudly. I think this is when she is most excited. What I like most is for my mother to sit on me facing me and let her move. I can caress her breasts with my hands and bend over to see every move of the junction. Especially when my mother rises and sits down and strokes my penis, that feeling is always unbearable for me. It's so exciting! ?

Later, I went to college and had few opportunities to go back. Every time, I could only greet my mother warmly over the phone. Every time I went back, my father's school happened to be on vacation, so I didn't have much chance to have close contact with my mother. During the entire college process, my mother and I only did it about four or five times! But every time we were very happy and reluctant to leave. My mother often called my dormitory and asked me if I was doing well and if I was hungry. Her words were full of love for me! Every time I feel very relieved and touched, and I always think that I must treat my mother well in the future! I believe that in the days to come, I will cherish my relationship with him even more.