Ethics in a Poor Family (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

Children from poor families grow up early and mature early. The family environment and boring life taught me how to find the true meaning of love! ~That was a long time ago, and I can only rely on my memory to find its vague existence! Is blur the most beautiful? Maybe not! But it must be the most unforgettable~!

As far as I can remember, I have had very deep feelings for my mother, but that was only the pure affection between a son and his mother, because I was the only son of my parents, and my family was relatively poor when I was a child, so our family of three lived in a house of less than 40 square meters. Maybe it is natural that mothers and sons have a better relationship, so in comparison, my father's attitude towards me was much weaker than that towards my mother.

My mother married my father, who had nothing, when she was seventeen. It is said that although my father was poor at the time, he was very good to my mother. From the time I was born the following year to now when I am seventeen years old, the family environment has not changed much. However, my father fell in love with drinking when I was six or seven years old. For more than ten years, my father has been addicted to alcohol every day, and his care for my mother and me has become less and less. The greatest harm was the physical reasons brought to him by drinking and the direct impact on his relationship with my mother. I only found out about this later.

My mother's name is Lin Min. She is not tall, but has a good figure and regular facial features. Most importantly, she has very good skin and a very fair complexion. Although she is 34 years old now, her skin still has not changed at all and she is very feminine.

My father was drunk every day and usually yelled at us. He would loudly scold my mother and me when he was not satisfied. I always hated my father the most at this time. My mother would hug me tightly or quietly do the housework, and then put my drunk father to bed. She would come to accompany me to study at the dinner table, watching me reading and writing. At this time, I also had great respect and love for my mother in my heart, and secretly vowed to study hard and let my mother live a good life in the future. These things happened when I was six or seven or thirteen or fourteen.

The thing that left the deepest impression on me and changed my inner feelings towards my mother happened in the winter when I was thirteen years old. Because my family was poor, I had always slept in the same bed with my parents. Since I was seven or eight years old and had a vague understanding of things between men and women, I often felt my parents doing that kind of thing when I was sleeping, but I would not deliberately listen or observe. I thought that as a son, I should avoid things between my parents! But I often felt the bed shaking when I was sleeping, and hearing that sound too much would naturally give rise to that desire. But at that time, my mentality was absolutely normal, and I would never think of having that kind of desire for my mother...

I hid in the quilt and pretended to be asleep for a long time. I could feel that my mother was still not asleep. She was lying between me and my father, and it seemed that her hands were still shaking on her body. After a few minutes, I suddenly felt a hand touching my leg. I was stunned and thought, "Could it be my mother?" I didn't know what to do. I could only pretend to be asleep. The hand stayed on me for a while and began to explore under me. Although I was awakened by my parents' behavior, my penis was still soft at this time. The hand stroked my belly for a long time. I could feel that it was my mother's hand, soft. I knew that my father's hands were not so thin.

I slept very soundly that night. When I woke up the next day, my father and mother had already gotten up. I still pretended that I knew nothing, so I took a shower and changed my pants. While eating breakfast, I secretly observed my mother and found that her face was particularly rosy today, and of course more charming, but when she saw me, her eyes were avoiding me intentionally or unintentionally. Maybe she was feeling guilty! But my feelings towards my mother began to change a little bit. Whenever I had the chance to get closer to my mother, I found that I slowly fell in love with her. I had that feeling only towards female classmates in my class before.

The days passed the same way for the next two months. Every two or three days, when Dad and Mom did that kind of thing, I would also have an orgasm. But whether we knew it or not, neither of us told anyone. But the good times didn’t last long. I don’t know if my father noticed something or thought that I was almost fourteen and it was time for us to sleep separately. He found a corner next to our bed and squeezed out some space to build a bed. That was my bed… From then on, I could only listen to the familiar rocking sound of the bed and suffer from sleeplessness again and again… But my love for my mother grew deeper and deeper…

This went on for four years. I was seventeen years old. One summer night, my mother and I were waiting for my father to have dinner, but we never got the chance. When we were almost going to bed, one of his friends came to say that my father had drunk too much and would not be back. My mother locked the door, and we went to sleep in our separate beds.

I couldn't fall asleep lying on the bed, not only because of the hot weather, I think my mother was the same. I heard her tossing and turning in bed several times. Finally, I decided to be bold and said softly, "Mom, I can't sleep. Can I sleep in your bed?"

"You little fool, what boy of seventeen would want to sleep with his mother?"

"No, I haven't slept with my mother for a long time. I want to sleep with her today!" After saying that, I jumped onto my mother's bed without caring whether my mother agreed or not.

My mother smiled gently and helplessly: "Okay, Ping'er, go to bed early!" After that, she pulled the thin towel blanket covering her body across my belly and patted me to let me go to sleep.

Lying next to my mother, the moonlight outside the window shone faintly on us. My mother was only wearing summer pajamas. The hazy light could not cover up her slender and plump figure and the fragrance that kept coming into my nose. But I didn't dare to do anything to my mother, even though she was lying next to me. I could only close my eyes again and imagine myself falling asleep.

We kept going like this for about half an hour. Maybe my mother thought I was asleep, so she turned over and hugged me, gently stroking my body with her hands again. I could feel that she was very emotional and devoted. She treated me as another man instead of her son. When my mother's hand touched my penis again, I was already completely hard. She may have felt something and stopped all of a sudden, but I couldn't bear the desire in my heart. I plucked up the courage, turned around and hugged my mother, turned over and pressed on her. I was so excited that I bent down and kissed my mother on the mouth.

Mom was a little confused by the sudden situation, but she understood it all at once, and quickly pushed me off her body and said, "Ping'er, what are you doing?"

"Mom, I love you. I really love you."

"Silly son, mommy likes you too, but you can't do this. I'm your mommy!"

"No, Mom, I've loved you since you touched my body four years ago. I dream of loving you like Dad one day."

“You…you…know all this? But…but…”

"Mom, I know, I know Daddy treats you badly, so I want to be a man and love you well, Mom..."

Mom suddenly started crying. I saw her crying and hurriedly said, "Mom, don't cry. It's Ping'er's fault. Ping'er shouldn't treat you like this..."

But my mother said, "No, Ping'er, you are seventeen years old, a sensible man. I believe you. Listen to me. Your father is in poor health because of drinking. He only did that kind of thing a few times. I...unintentionally...hug you once...but...I was very satisfied. Later, I couldn't control myself. Can you forgive me?"

I couldn't imagine my mother saying this, so I quickly said, "Of course, Mom, I really love you, let me treat you well in the future..."

"But, but we are mother and son, how can we do this?"

"Mom, don't take this so seriously. As long as you are happy and know that your son loves you deeply, that's enough!" After saying that, I kissed my mother's mouth again. This time, my mother did not escape and let me put my mouth on her lips at once. I sucked her lips gently and tried to put my tongue in, but my mother never loosened her teeth. I thought that only by arousing her desire could I suppress her rationality, so I hugged my mother more frantically and put my hand into her pajamas rudely. Unexpectedly, my mother reacted this time.

I realized that I couldn't be so restrained and should be more violent. Mom might forget that we were mother and son more easily, and it would be easier to arouse her sexual desire. So I didn't say anything and tore off Mom's pajamas. Now, Mom was lying under me wearing only a pair of underwear and a bra.

"No...no no...Ping'er, don't...don't do this..."

But my mother's resistance was completely ineffective. I had already torn off her bra and thrown it on the ground... Under the moonlight, my mother's breasts looked particularly delicate. Although they were a little sagging, they were still plump and white. I suppressed my inner impulse and didn't even dare to breathe. I put my face against my mother's breasts. I smelled the unique fragrance of a mature woman. I put the nipple in my mouth, first resting it with the tip of my tongue, and slowly felt it harden. The other breast was squeezed in my hand, "Oh..." It felt really good...

I was lying on my mother's naked body. My penis was already hard and swollen, and I felt warm. But I didn't know where to start. I fumbled around on her body, trying to find the place where I was born in the hairy area. But it didn't feel right. It turned out that her legs were not completely apart as if she was teasing me. I tried hard to spread her legs apart. She looked at my anxious look and suddenly laughed. She pushed me off her body. I was so anxious, thinking that she was going to change her mind...

Mom sat up, her beautiful breasts clearly hanging on her chest under the sunlight. She suddenly reached out and touched my penis, which had already pushed my underwear up high. Her hand gently touched my penis outside my underwear. I felt my penis throbbing. Maybe Mom didn't expect that my penis would be so big when it was hard and swollen. She put her hand into my underwear. When Mom's hand clearly touched my penis, I closed my eyes. I really didn't dare to imagine or look. I was actually with Mom...her, her hand... "Oh..." Mom's hand held my penis and gently stroked it in my underwear. I couldn't stand it. I immediately felt like ejaculating... "Oh...Mom...hmm..."

"Ping'er, I...are we really going to take this step?" Mom suddenly stopped what she was doing at this moment.

"Mom... No, Xiaomin, don't think about it, come on..."

"Ping'er, but... don't you regret it? After all, we are mother and son, and there is also father..."

"Xiao Min, let's not worry about this now, okay? I will treat you well in the future. Think about what happened between you and dad, and think about the future..."

Maybe this trick is very effective. Mom suddenly stopped talking. She suddenly seemed like a different person. She gently pushed me down on the bed. I lay flat on the bed, and Mom sat between my legs and began to take off my underwear. When the underwear was pulled off, my penis stood upright. Mom reached out and held it, squeezing it from time to time. My glans was engorged and shiny. Mom stared at my glans, lowered her head and held it in her mouth. When the glans was just covered by Mom's lips, my feeling was indescribable. The excitement quickly spread throughout my body...Then my whole body trembled. Mom used the tip of her tongue to gently rest the glans and the crown of the penis, circle after circle, and then held it in her mouth and rubbed it. I could clearly feel the glans touching my throat...I stretched my legs from time to time to express my pleasure, but the pleasure came in waves. My mother actually used the tip of her tongue to gently touch the urethra on my glans, and then used her teeth to gently rub the glans...