Things with Mom in Bed (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

She was born in the Year of the Goat, which suits her personality very well. My mother was born in the 1950s. People in Qinliaocha Village married early at that time. But for some reason, she gave birth to me nearly 10 years after her marriage. I was born in 1984, which coincided with the national census and the beginning of the popularization of family planning. So my mother was forced to do sterilization soon after giving birth. But she was almost 30 years old at that time and did not resist. As far as I can remember, my mother divorced when I was in elementary school and moved to the city with me. I lived near my aunt's house in the city. My uncle was a minor official in the tax bureau and had some connections, so he moved our household registration there. We rented a small building with stairs. The place was small, with only 50 square meters of one bedroom and one living room. I slept with my mother until I went to middle school.
My mother ran a small newsstand near our home, and at that time an income of several hundred yuan a month was considered pretty good. I first moved to the city in the early 1990s when I was still in elementary school. At that time, the city's economy was beginning to prosper, people's living standards were constantly improving, and their private lives naturally became more open and enriched. My mother was only in her thirties at that time. I remember that she dated two men during those years. The first one was an older middle-aged man. My mother called him "Brother Kun". He was about 50 years old, bald and had some money. Every time I saw him, it was when I came home from school. I didn't know if he came often, but I only saw him once or twice a month. Sometimes he was almost leaving when I got home, and sometimes he stayed in the room with my mother for more than half an hour before coming out. My mother's newsstand was closed around 7pm, so whenever I passed by the newsstand (she would ask the neighbors to look after it), if I didn't see her, I knew she had gone home. My mother looks very ordinary. She is less than 1.6 meters tall and a little plump. However, she has very fair skin, short, slightly curly hair, and even the exposed skin on her neck is white. The impression of summer is very deep. Every time "Uncle Kun" and my mother came out of the room, my mother was only wearing shorts and a white vest. Wearing a white vest was my mother's usual attire at home. She would only wear a bra when going out. Those vests were all very old and transparent. My mother's breasts were bell-shaped and slightly drooping. The two points protruding on her chest from the vest were very dark in color and very large. "Uncle Kun" didn't leave as soon as he walked out of the room. He would usually sit in the living room and smoke. Then my mother would go to the bathroom and wash for a long time before coming out. They would chat for a few words before my mother sent him away. About two years later, when I was in the second semester of the fourth grade, "Uncle Kun" hadn't come for a while. Instead, my uncle came often. He was about forty years old. At that time, I had already begun to understand sex. My mother and uncle were together for a very short time, probably less than a year, but they were very passionate. He came every three or two days, and he had sex with my mother very crazy. I could hear my mother's moans through the door. Every time they finished and opened the door, my uncle would always hug my mother with his bare chest and go to the bathroom together. After washing, they would always hug each other while sitting in the living room. After a while, they would go into the room, close the door, and make a lot of noise inside. During the summer vacation of the year I was admitted to middle school, which was 1996, I attended a summer class, which was a cram school with only half a day of classes. However, including the commute, it took me four or five hours to get home at noon. There was a heavy thunderstorm after I returned to school at noon that day. The tutor didn't come, so I came back more than an hour early. It was just a little after three in the afternoon. When I opened the door, it was quiet and no one was there. There was still some rain on the road when I came back just now, and I didn't notice whether my mother was still looking at the newsstand. Since I was quite wet, I wanted to get clothes and take a shower first. Seeing that the door was half open, I pushed it in. Unexpectedly, there were two white bodies lying on the bed entangled together. I was stunned for several seconds. My mother was spreading her legs and putting them on my uncle's shoulders, and he put his head on my mother's crotch and moved. They were both naked. It was the first time I saw my mother's breasts exposed when I grew up. The two white breasts were trembling, and the two nipples as big as grapes stood upright... My mother hurriedly pulled the felt over to cover the two of them. I was in a daze that day, and I kept thinking about my mother's two round breasts and her white body.
Not long after that, my uncle came less often, and we moved before the summer vacation was over. The middle school I attended was in the suburbs, and it took more than an hour to get there by car. My mother was worried about me living in a boarding school, so we moved to the vicinity of that area. The houses there were very cheap, but they were very old, just two-story bungalows with unconnected rooms. My mother also found a job in a nearby hospital, doing things like admitting and cleaning the ward. Perhaps because it was far from the city, not many people came to work there, but the salary was very high, better than her newsstand. Naturally, my mother no longer had any contact with my uncle. Things finally stabilized, and the following year I was promoted to the second grade of junior high school. During this year or so I started to develop, and grew armpit hair like my mother. But I still liked to sleep with my mother, because I was used to sleeping in the same bed with her over the years, and I could always hug her when I slept. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night and inadvertently put my hand on her chest, and my mother didn't object. I was very satisfied to be able to touch her breasts through her vest. Of course, what I like most is when the weather is cold, I can hide under the quilt and bury my face in my mother's armpits. She always smells good after taking a shower, and I also like to smell her armpit body odor. Sometimes I can mischievously lick her armpit hair with my mouth. I know my mother also likes me to lick her armpits, because every time I lick her, she will smile and say that she is ticklish, but she didn't shrink away, instead she hummed once or twice. Of course, I didn't know that my mother also liked to lick other parts of her body. Until the winter of that year, I woke up in the middle of the night with a nocturnal emission, and my crotch was wet. I was almost 14 years old at that time. It was so wet and sticky in the middle of the night and I tossed and turned a few times, waking up my mother because her legs touched my crotch and she noticed it. She helped me take off my underwear under the quilt, wiped my lower body with the underwear and threw it under the bed. I had erotic dreams the whole night and did not wake up until dawn. My mother held me in her arms, and I felt a soft lump of flesh sticking to me. It turned out that her vest was pulled up high. The faint light coming in from the window showed two full and huge breasts. The snow-white breasts hung right in front of me. I lowered my face a little and pressed it between their cleavage. My mother was obviously awake too. She gently stroked my head, and then she scratched her breasts with her fingers, especially scraping the areola with her nails. I began to feel hot all over, and my lower body had already become as hard as steel. My mother pressed her legs against the base of my legs, and I couldn't help but rub it gently a few times. My mother lowered her head and said, "Is this comfortable?" My face was burning. My mother pulled the quilt higher to cover my head, and she moved her body up a little, so that her breasts were pressed against my face. I kissed her once, then a few more times, and finally I couldn't resist and put my hand on her. Mom just shrank slightly. I plucked up the courage to grab the whole breast, and my mother put the nipple into my mouth. I immediately felt dizzy and could only hold the nipple and suck it hard. She hummed a few times and didn't move much. After eating for a while, I climbed on my mother unconsciously and clamped my lower body on her round thighs. At that time, some sparse pubic hair had grown on my lower body. My mother just touched my hair and caressed it. I didn't know what to do. I pulled down my pants, pulled my hard penis up high, and rubbed it a few times. All the semen leaked out at once, flowing all over my mother's thighs and flowing down her legs, wetting the sheets.
Two or three months after that time, that winter, I looked forward to lying in bed with my mother and doing that thing after dinner every night. I would not fall asleep peacefully until I ejaculated almost every night. Sometimes I would do it again when I woke up in the morning on holidays, but it was always just caressing and kissing her body. At most, my mother would just pull up her vest and expose her upper body for me to play with. I never thought that formal sexual intercourse was the connection of the genitals of a man and a woman. I just felt that this was the most intimate and thorough sexual contact. In order to prevent the sheets from getting wet, my mother bought a large towel and laid it on the bed as a precaution. And my mother no longer slept in pants. She only wore underwear like me. This way, most of our thighs were in contact with each other. I also liked the warmth of overlapping and sticking together with my mother's thighs, and I became more and more addicted to this kind of communication with my mother. Winter passed quickly. My mother put the quilt on the bed into the closet and replaced it with a thin blanket. My mother still slept in her underwear. She used to wear flesh-colored lace underwear. I knew this when I saw her drying clothes. Recently, I noticed that she had added a few more black and red underwear to replace. The previous type of underwear was more transparent, and you could see a large black area in the crotch. However, that type of underwear was higher-waisted, covering the entire buttocks, and the fabric was also larger, covering the inner thighs, and there was rarely any hair squeezing out of the edges. Nowadays this kind of underwear is not so transparent, but it has very little fabric. I later found out that it was a thong. Maybe it became popular at that time.
As summer approaches, the weather is getting hotter and the blanket is only rolled up to cover the belly. Mom is only wearing a thin white vest at home as in previous years. Without the cover of the quilt, I seem to be less bold. I lie down for a while before I dare to gently lift up her vest. And I dare to do it only at night when it is not so light. My mother also understood my thoughts. Before going to bed, she would always take a shower and then wrap her upper body with the big towel. Sometimes she would lie on the bed reading or watching TV, and the towel would slip down, exposing her upper body. Unexpectedly, when she was sitting, due to the influence of gravity, her breasts would hang down, appearing even bigger and fuller. That time I took the opportunity to rest my head on her legs, so that I could kiss her drooping breasts. I was so excited the first time I kissed like this. What made me even more excited was that my mother put her hand into my pants, took out and held the enlarged cock and played with it. Her hand was warm and it felt so comfortable. I couldn't help but ejaculate at that moment. That night was also my first time. Mom pulled open the crotch of her thong, letting me see her hairy vagina. My glans was so excited that it secreted a lot of mucus. I lay beside her thighs, and she spread her legs and straddled my face so that I could see that place. In the light of the TV, Mom used her fingers to fiddle with the thick hair covering it, revealing her swollen vagina. The two labia were wrinkled and turned up, dark brown in color. I remembered that my uncle and that "Brother Kun" must have been very familiar with this place a few years ago. I was so excited that I couldn't help but put my mouth close to it and licked it hard. My tongue not only licked the entire vulva, but also wet the pubic hair around it. When I sucked my lips on those two fat labia, my mother screamed "Ah ah..." Her secretions kept pouring out, and the more she secreted, the faster my mother's hand also accelerated the stroking of my penis. When I was about to reach the critical point, my mother let go of my hand, and then I saw her put her index and middle fingers into her lower body and rubbed the protruding flesh on the top of the hole from time to time. Soon my mother had an orgasm, and she curled up on her side, twitching and moaning softly in her throat. I didn't dare move anymore. My mother opened her moist eyes slightly and hugged me with one hand: "Silly child, come, hug your mother." She pressed my head against her chest. I immediately understood and bit her nipple and started sucking it. My mother screamed even louder, and her nipples became bigger and harder. I hugged her tightly and just sucked her nipples with all my strength. The mother murmured, "Good boy, yes, yes...well, suck hard, oh...oh, it feels so good." It took a long time for her to relax, then she slowly returned to normal and sat up. My penis was still standing upright. Mom took off her thong and it was obvious that there was a large wet spot down there. She used her fingers to comb the wet pubic hair and spread them out to the sides to make them lie flat. Lying on my back leaning on the pillow, she asked me to crawl on top of her, my penis standing straight in front of her belly, I didn't know what to do, mother grabbed it with her right hand and started to stroke it skillfully, after a few strokes I was about to ejaculate, mother's timing was very accurate, when I could not bear it any longer, she opened her legs a little, took the glans into the hole, I entered the warm and wet flesh at once, it was very comfortable, but I didn't expect that the flesh hole would keep contracting tightly, I ejaculated before I even moved. "Mom, I...I peed." I cried softly. My mother comforted me: "Okay, okay, okay, you're finally an adult now." I wanted to move a few times, but was reluctant to leave. I pulled it out a little bit and then pushed it in again and couldn't move anymore. She laughed: "That's not peeing...well, that's, boys ejaculate, you know?" I leaned against her chest: "I know...Mom, I've ejaculated before, those on your legs." Mom said: "Those don't count, only when you ejaculate inside does it count, only when you make love. Isn't it great now? Don't be unhappy, come on! This way both Mom and you are very comfortable, right?" I said softly: "Hmm", my lower body still hard and unwilling to withdraw, Mom didn't move either, and my lower body was immersed in this fit. It took a while for me to become half soft, but still half in. Mom told me to pull out. She opened her legs and watched. Soon white liquid flowed out of the hole. Mom stared at my half-soft penis: "Why isn't it soft yet? Come on, let's make love again." She caressed my chest with her hands and licked my nipples with her warm and wet tongue. This trick really worked. My half-soft thing soon became erect again. At this time I already knew what to feel comfortable, I turned over and pressed my mother down, and she obediently opened her legs to let me enter again. There was no need to be taught this, I started thrusting in and out, and my mother moaned in endurance. Maybe it was because she had already ejaculated once, I thrust for more than twenty minutes, and she had another orgasm. Because it was an orgasm caused by sexual intercourse, she was also very satisfied, she wrapped her legs around my waist to cater to me, and after we were done, our bodies were limp, and after she was satisfied, I penetrated deeply into her body and ejaculated again.
This continued until I finished high school. My mother and I maintained this intimate relationship for three years. Since I was at the peak of my development, I had a strong sexual desire, and my mother, who was in her forties, was even more demanding. Except for her menstrual period, we had sex almost every day, and sometimes we would have sex three or four times a day during the weekends. My mother has done birth control, so she has no worries. During our sex life, we only had internal ejaculation and no contraception. Sometimes when I asked her about what happened between her and Uncle Kun and my uncle a few years ago, she always smiled and didn't answer. After graduating from high school, I failed the entrance exam, so I went to Guangdong to work. I was away for more than a year. The abstinence for more than a year made me miss my mother even more, so I later brought her to live with me. My mother was 47 years old that year. I took a few days off to accompany her during the first few days I moved in. As a result, apart from going to the street to buy things, I stayed at home and had sex with her all the time. My mother told me that she had entered menopause recently, and even her menstruation was often irregular, but I was still very happy and satisfied. When I gave her oral sex, I found that her secretion was still very strong. Maybe because of my constant irrigation, my mother also became younger. It was almost two years later (at the age of 50) that she stopped menstruating. We have lived here for nearly 8 years now. After all, my mother is over 50 years old. Besides some wrinkles on her face, she also has a few white hairs. I am 26 years old and in my prime years. I can still have sex at least four or five times a week, but sometimes my stamina is too long and my mother is tired, because we are used to the traditional man on top and woman on bottom entry. When we are passionate, I can't help but put my mother's legs on my shoulders. After a long time, my mother complained that her feet were sore. Later, I thought of a way, which was to buy a taller pillow so that she could lie on her stomach and put it under her lower abdomen, so that I could enter from behind. At the beginning, my mother knelt and let me hold her hips. After a long time, she would lie on the pillow when she was tired, and I could continue lying behind her, and the "Pa Pa..." sound made by sticking to her buttocks was also very exciting and shocking. Now half of my sex lives end in this way. All in all, my sexual relationship with my mother has lasted for more than 10 years. Over the years, my mother has told me everything. Later, I heard her say that she was dating Uncle Kun at that time just to get his financial support. Uncle Kun was already in his 50s and had a wife. He just felt that having an affair once or twice a month was exciting, but he couldn't bear it physically. So my mother said that when she first started doing it with me, she had sex two or three times a day, and the number of times in a month was more than the two years she had been dating Uncle Kun. As for my uncle, my mother said that she was dating him because she really had strong sexual needs at that time. My mother was only in her early 40s at the time. The brief gatherings and secret affairs with Uncle Kun in the previous two years may have aroused her sexual desire, so that she had sex with me not long after she had an affair with my uncle. My mother also said that because she was more familiar with my uncle, he was willing to please her every time. I asked my mother how she did it? She said a little embarrassedly that it was just oral service. I said, no wonder I saw him lying under my mother’s crotch that time! Knowing that my mother likes oral service, I also spent more time on foreplay. In addition to kissing her breasts, I now mostly lick and kiss her lower body.
Last spring, my mother went back to her hometown and came back almost ten days later. Then she told me that she met her uncle whom she hadn't seen for many years, and went to dinner and chat with him. My mother said that my uncle got together with her because of my aunt. It turned out that my aunt had also been together with other men at that time. Now their children have grown up and started their own families, and my aunt has reconciled with him. My aunt is still working at the school, and my uncle has retired and is at home, where he feels bored tending flowers and plants by himself. He also asked about my mother's recent situation. My mother just said that she had moved to Guangdong with me for many years. My mother said that my uncle and his family wanted to come over and stay for a while during the summer vacation to change the environment and relieve boredom. Seeing that my mother was not doing anything, I thought it would be more lively with more people, so I said it would be okay if they moved over to live for a long time. My uncle came over less than half a month after I received the call. He said it was not June yet and my aunt could only come over when the school was on summer vacation at the end of June. There were two bedrooms in the house. My mother and I slept in one, leaving the other for him. Later, my mother told my uncle about our situation. About 10 days passed like this, and that night when we returned to our room after dinner, my mother said to me shyly, "Your uncle has been here for a long time, and he always wanted me to accompany him once. Today, I couldn't refuse, so I took a nap with him." I said, "Nap? Did you sleep together, right?" My mother was a little nervous: "I originally wanted to do it just that once, but he didn't do it, so we didn't do anything." I asked her if it was my uncle's request? She nodded. : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : After resting for more than half an hour, I climbed on top of my mother and did it again. That night I ejaculated twice inside her.