Baby Son (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

My wife took our three-month-old son from his crib and buttoned her shirt.

Open it, unhook one side of the bra cup, and then breastfeed my son.

At this time, I was lying on the bed, holding a book in my hand, and watching them.

The scene of my wife caring for the child came into my sight. "How beautiful!" I thought to myself.

Then, unknowingly, a warm and happy feeling came over me.

My wife and I have been married for three years. She is three years younger than me. In terms of age and social circle,

We thought it was impossible for us to know each other, but fate brought us together anyway.

Actually, it was quite a coincidence that I met her, because I was attending a party on behalf of my father.

I met her at a friend's wedding banquet. Her temperament and appearance attracted me deeply, especially

Her long flowing hair and graceful look made me feel intoxicated, so I just

Deciding on a life partner.

After a whole year of persistent pursuit, he finally "tricked" her into his arms.

We haven't graduated yet, so it should be two or three years before we get married, but we have a strong feeling for each other.

She was so in love that she married me right after graduation.

The couple's life after marriage is sweet and their love is inseparable, needless to say.

But it took two years after marriage to have a child.

We had originally planned to have a child, which was not difficult for me and my wife.

But on the one hand, my financial foundation is not very stable, and on the other hand, she is too old.

Because of eugenics, we both used contraception all the time. Anyway, neither of our parents knew about it.

We are not encouraged to have children so soon.

They suggest that people of our age should wait four or five years before having another baby.

I still remember that on the night of our wedding, when she and I were going back to the hotel, my father-in-law pulled us to

On the side, he patted my shoulder and said ambiguously: "Young man, be careful and control yourself a little.

, your mother-in-law is still very young, she doesn’t want to be called grandma soon. "

I've clearly told you not to have this idea, what else can I do?

So at that time, my wife and I could only smile bitterly and nod our heads vigorously to praise my father-in-law for his wisdom.

I actually felt a bit uncomfortable. "I need your consent to have a child, so I am not a

"Are you a man?" I cursed him several times in my heart.

So although we both wanted to, we were afraid to do it because of the rumors and my wife.

I had no choice but to follow his lead, and I endured a few years of "not being a man".

Now, let me talk about the birth of my son: I think it might be God’s will, because I married her.

Later, I relied on calculating the safe period and ejaculating outside the vagina to prevent pregnancy. Although it was not a very good step, there was no other way.

I couldn't bear to let my wife be exposed to the effects of chemical drugs! I had to put up with it.

Luo.

They had been doing it for two years without any problems, and they had also had some problems before marriage.

The next ten times, and because they were young and ignorant, both of them were unprotected.

She didn't get pregnant, so we were quite relieved about the matter and just waited for the order from both parents.

The moment of crystallization.

But on a dark and windy night, after being aroused by the movie and a little drunk,

, I forgot to pull it out at the last minute, and my wife became a mother.

. When she found out the good news, she was so happy. She smiled happily and said to me:

So many times, none of them were as accurate as that time. "

It sounds like I don't welcome children, but the opposite is true. I like them more than my wife does.

I am expecting my child. Besides buying a lot of information about pregnancy, early childhood education, and how to take care of a child,

Besides reading books, he also studied late into the night, as if he was back in the days when he was preparing for the college entrance examination.

In the end, my wife often had a big belly, and she would help me make milk and remind me to take good care of myself.

Take care of your health, don't stay up too late reading, etc.

Therefore, I often have dark circles under my eyes. My colleagues who don't know the truth even advised me that it's hard to have such a thing in a newlywed's life.

It's okay, but you have to exercise some restraint to avoid harming your body. It really makes me laugh and cry.

During her pregnancy, my favorite thing was to accompany my wife to the hospital for checkups.

On the one hand, I wanted to see how the little guy looked, and on the other hand, it seemed to tell other people in the hospital

, I am a man who can make my wife pregnant, and the feeling of self-satisfaction in my heart makes me feel satisfied.

The heart is happy and it shows on the face.

Maybe it was the effect of hormones, my wife's face was rosy, exuding a charming demeanor.

It was then that I realized that a woman is truly beautiful only when she is pregnant.

I love my wife dearly and would not bear to see her suffer any hardship or injury.

As my wife's labor pains became shorter and shorter, and the pains became more severe, I felt even more

Uneasy.

However, all these worries disappeared completely when the baby's cry came out from the delivery room.

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At that time, my mind was just blank with the thought “I’m a father now, I’m a father now”.

I am so moved that I don’t know how to describe the excitement and excitement in my heart.

In order to ensure that my dear wife would not get enough rest, I forced her to stay for another week.

My wife also happened to attend some activities held by the hospital, such as newborn care courses,

Postpartum care and so on, anyway, nothing happened to me while I was in the hospital.

But after my wife and son came home, I started to have what might be called adjustment problems.

It is difficult to adapt to this new family relationship in the future.

Son, I am still in great pain as always, but I always feel weird.

The syllables are easy to pronounce, but I can't figure out what "dad" means. It's really hard for me, a young man like me, to understand.

He had difficulty accepting this new identity and did not understand how he could fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

On the contrary, perhaps because of her maternal instinct, the word "competent" cannot be used to describe my wife.

Care for children.

Another thing is that I don't know how to establish a new relationship with my wife. She used to dote on me.

After the baby was born, she ignored me and didn't care about my feelings. Maybe she did it on purpose.

Ignore my thoughts, I don't know what to do, like an emperor whose power has fallen into other people's hands.

Moreover, the focus of the family is now on my son. To be honest, I feel not only lost

Feeling even more lonely.

I suddenly realized that I grew up under the care of others. I always kept my palms facing up.

, I only know how to get but not how to give. No wonder my family is against us having children at such a young age, because I

I couldn't understand what it was like to be a good father. Suddenly, I turned my palm downwards.

The end is not adapted.

After get off work, I walked to my son's bedroom and my wife was there with him. I walked forward,

I hugged my wife around the waist and watched her play with the child. Her sweet and charming manner seemed very strange now.

born.

I don't know what's missing between us right now, but I always feel a lot more distant.

"Huh? What's wrong?" My wife noticed that I was in a daze in my arms and asked me with concern.

This reminder immediately made me more alert.

"Nothing..." I answered hesitantly, and then changed the subject, "Hey... little ghost

, Did you listen to your mother today? Did you miss your father? "

I pinched my son's delicate cheeks, and he suddenly stopped smiling and sat in the baby's room with a serious expression.

In the crib, his eyes fixed on me.

I felt very embarrassed at that time. Even my son didn't recognize me as an old man.

"Look how scared you made him," my wife glared at me and picked him up and walked around the bedroom.

"My goodness, it's all your fault, stupid dad," the wife said, touching her son's nose to his.

Tease him to "smile..."

Seeing my wife and son together, I suddenly felt a sense of isolation.

I myself cannot penetrate their world any more than an iron nail can penetrate a thick steel plate.

"Can I really be a father?" I doubted!

After the wife settled her son down, she walked back to the bedroom.

I hid behind the door, and when she came in, I hugged her from behind, holding out my hands.

He pressed her chest, squeezed her breasts hard through her clothes, and caressed them flexibly with five fingers.

My wife didn't have time to defend herself before I conquered her.

Her breathing became faster and faster, and her soft breasts became firmer under my caress.

My swollen and slightly painful part pressed tightly against her buttocks, and my wife twisted her body due to my caress.

The moving body stimulated my hips.

Every time the soft buttocks pressed my penis, the reaction force of the penis thrusting upward became more intense.

strengthen.

I called out softly, and put my right hand on my wife's smooth belly, and then used my strength to push her hips.

More oppressive.

He lifted the hem of his wife's skirt with his left hand and reached into her panties.

Press the soft, velvety body with your entire palm, and use your index and ring fingers to separate the long and narrow slit.

, put the middle finger on the warm place and slide it up and down.

"Ah...ah..." the wife uttered softly.

His hand went deeper and pinched her slightly protruding little nub.

My wife was almost going crazy. She turned around and kissed me, raising her hands to hug my neck.

, her tongue was hungrier than my fingers, searching for my tongue fiercely.

I pushed my wife onto the bed and pressed her under my body.

The swollen part pressed against the soft buttocks, and the wonderful feeling went straight into my heart.

I moved slowly and suddenly felt a strong excitement and became even harder.

"It feels so comfortable..." I opened my mouth slightly, and my whole body was surrounded by the atmosphere of spring love.

My middle finger went deep into her vagina, and the mysterious liquid moistened my palm. Madam bear this

Some intoxicating stimulation, her tender buttocks swayed violently, which led to my pressing on the swollen part above her.

I could hardly bear it anymore and started to move my hips up and down like a couple, pressing back and forth against the

Too's buttocks.

The bed springs vibrated to produce a strange melody.

"Wait... wait a minute..." The wife was so pressed down by me that she couldn't breathe and begged.

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I stopped and turned my wife over impatiently. My hands were already stretched out

I put my thumb into her shirt and held my wife's breasts, stroking her nipples rapidly.

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The wife's nipples gradually became hard.

I leaned close to her ear, gently sucked and bit her earlobe: "Today has come

? I need you... "

Because of the pregnancy, I haven't had sex with her for more than half a year.

The wife was immersed in the pleasure of the caress, and said in a vague tone with a very disordered breath:

"No matter what, I am willing. I really am willing..."

My wife held down my caressing hand and guided it to find her climax.

My wife's reaction was unexpectedly enthusiastic. No wonder, we haven't been together for half a year.

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I hastily and roughly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her bra that was half pulled down, her red

The nipples stand out on the white breasts, and the small breasts swell like balloons, a little firm.

Tender yet crispy.

The pink areola rapidly expanded and bulged, filling the front end of the breast.

I stretched out my hands and caressed her one by one.

"Hmm... Hmm..." the wife moaned softly.

I lowered my head, moved close to her breasts, and licked her seductive cleavage with my tongue.

The tongue covered with saliva slid across the white cleavage, leaving a sparkling glow.

"Hmm...ah..."

The tingling electric current penetrated into her naked breasts, and I knew that my wife had completely surrendered.

Cooperating with me, she stretched out her hand in a trance and grasped my hard cock through her pajamas.

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"Woo..." I tried my best not to make any sound.

I can't hold it any longer, but I can't because my wife is not wet yet. If you go in at this time,

Both of them will feel uncomfortable.

After continuing to linger on her breasts for a while, I changed my target.

The hands that were holding her breasts moved to her skirt and skillfully took off her long skirt.

The center of the white lace-edged panties seemed to be wet with water.

The dark black pubic hair looks like it's covered by a layer of frosted glass.

His fingers went in again to pleasure her.

"Ah..." She exposed her body, twisting her body in a seductive way.

Her right hand pulled the suspenders upward in fits and starts, the silk rubbing against the deep sides of her thighs.

The intense pleasure made her involuntarily push her abdomen upward.

"Can I take it off..." I tried hard to suppress the desire that was about to explode.

"But..." the lady uttered a few syllables indistinctly.

This is the time...

I pulled her panties aside, and her wet private parts were as bright red as a blooming rose.

I picked her up, and my wife pulled down my pajamas more vigorously than I did.

The erect penis was exposed in front of his wife, with most of the glans exposed under the soft light.

Together with my wife's labia, it gleams with the luster of desire.

My wife reached out and held me, pulling down the foreskin, revealing the wet glans and the umbrella.

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She lowered her head to take me in her mouth, but I moved her away.

She was considerate and understood my intention. She cooperated with my advance and opened her legs to welcome my entry.

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I held the swollen penis and slowly rotated the glans in her hole, then lowered my waist

With one thrust, he pushed the entire thing inside her body.

"ah… "

The wife stepped back awkwardly like a virgin experiencing sex for the first time.

We skipped any foreplay. We both had a tacit understanding. I didn't enter her body.

The hunger and thirst I have felt for the past six months cannot be quenched.

I pulled in my belly and slightly withdrew my penis so that I could feel the pleasure her body wall gave me.

Take a deep breath, relax your lower abdomen, insert it again, and then push your hips hard.

Insert the entire penis into your wife's body.

"Ah..." The wife's moan was clear and delicate.

She clamped me with her legs, and the wall of that mysterious area also clamped me.

The warm feeling gradually came from the place where they were connected, warming the cold penis.

I started to pump continuously. Although it was clamped tightly, the vagina, which was already lubricated by love juice, had no difficulty.

She let me in and out, and every time I pushed it to the deepest part, it was as if she was sucking me in.

Sample.

The bed rocked violently back and forth.

The wife opened her mouth slightly, moaning softly, and her legs clamped tightly around me as I thrusted.

waist.

It seemed that no position could satisfy both of us in a short time, so I kept changing

He either held her left leg and knelt to have sex with her, or grabbed her tender white vagina.

Enter from behind, or lie on her side and spread her legs.

As the action became more intense, the cycle of in and out shortened, and the two people gradually forgot their cries of joy.

I got louder.

After so many days of abstinence, although I have satisfied many of my desires through masturbation,

It is never as joyful as having sex with my wife. Even more comforting is that I lasted

After several minutes, I still didn't feel excited.

"I can have good sex today." I thought happily in my mind.

"Ah... um... hug... hug me..." the wife cried in her sleep.

Her flushed cheeks, slightly parted lips, and rippling breasts tempted me.

I was eager to grab her, and I couldn't help but stretch out my hands, pinching her nipples with my right fingers one by one.

, or use five fingers to hold her breasts; my left hand wanders in the narrow slit that is stretched open by my cock.

Moving, or caressing the labia, or kneading the sexy hillock, all of which forced her to move forward

The pinnacle of sexiness.

The wife gazed at me lovingly, her pretty face flushed bright red, as if telling me

She said she was very satisfied and happy.

Just as we were indulging in the pleasure of thrusting back and forth, my panting turned

When the sound of howling "Ah... Ah..." suddenly a deafening cry came from the other side.

Coming from the next room.

Like a deflated ball, the penis that was once as hard as a stone suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

In the wife's soft and moist pussy.

My wife quickly pushed me away, got up, put on her nightgown, and ran to the next room to comfort the

The son was awakened by the passionate shouting.

After a while, the son's sobbing gradually subsided and disappeared.

"Be good! Don't cry! Mommy and Daddy are right next to us!" The wife came back to the bedroom.

, and did not forget to comfort his son.

Then the wife put her hands on her hips, stared at me with her pretty eyes, and frowned slightly, as if

An angry look that said, "It's all your fault."

"Well... who told you to be so attractive..." I stuck out my tongue and answered innocently.

The wife said nothing, turned her head away, and went to bed.

With his back to me.

I was so anxious when I saw it. I couldn't fall asleep with a full heart of desire.

I leaned over and patted her shoulder: "Madam, I want more..."

There against her hips, telling her about me.

"No, the children are protesting." said the wife a little unhappily.

"But this is very sad." I said, leaning close to her face.

"It's okay. Doing less is good for your health." The wife said coldly.

The conversation I just had irritated her.

"But we're already awake. If we hadn't had sex just now, we wouldn't have gotten up yet.

“But…but…” I asked her almost beggingly.

At this time, the wife turned around and looked at me with a stern face.

I knew she was mad.