Tiger and his mother (other adult novels)

(one)

My family lives in a remote rural area in Northeast China. I am the first poor kid in my village to leave the mountains and go to college.

Because we are far away in the corner of the black mountains and white waters, it is cold and freezing all year round.

The farmers in the village were poor all year round; so all the young men and old men who had some strength went out to work.

The purpose of working is to make a living, to marry a wife or to support a family.

My father and mother are cousins ​​and grew up together as childhood sweethearts. My mother is really pretty.

When you ask around in the village, you'll find that everyone, young and old, men and women, give the tree a thumbs up. There's no need to mention the pretty and lively look! county

The people who came to propose marriage from the village, town, and village had crushed the stone slabs in front of the door of my mother's house.

The boss has all kinds of bastard sons and grandsons, but the mother doesn't even bat an eyelid. My mother is the most educated person in the village.

I studied at a key county high school and was supposed to be a civil servant in a county government agency, but I had to marry my father and my mother refused to let me.

A large group of people in Gu's family opposed it, so she ran back to the village to marry her father, which made her grandfather so angry that he stamped his feet and refused to recognize his daughter.

Female. The nosy women in the village also joined in the commotion, saying that it was a flower stuck in cow dung.

In order to let his beloved woman live a good life and also to make a living for others, my father

Early in the morning, he packed up his bags and rushed to Shenzhen to work, leaving behind a harsh remark: "If you don't make something of yourself,

I won’t go home."

Dad was a stubborn man. He hadn't been home for five years, but the money he sent home was

The amount increased year by year. The most he sent was 20,000 yuan. My mother was so shocked that her hands were shaking when she took the money.

My father earned the money by working as a foreman on a construction site.

But the good times didn’t last long. In the sixth year after I was born, on New Year’s Eve, my father finally

He came back, but he was brought back by several co-workers. An accident during a high-altitude operation caused my father to become paralyzed from the waist down.

He was left with lifelong disability. From then on, two small mountains weighed heavily on my mother's shoulders. One was the money for my father's medical treatment, and the other was the money for my father's medical treatment.

It's my tuition money. From then on, I followed my mother to work in the fields, cutting grass and feeding pigs before school, and herding sheep after school.

Fortunately, there was the help of Aunt Wu and her family next door, and the days passed one by one.

Thinking about it, it seems like it is right in front of me, but also like it is in a dream.

I remember when I said goodbye to my parents and fellow villagers with my college admission letter and walked a few hundred meters out of the village,

When I turned around, I saw my mother still standing on the small hill on the other side of the river, her black hair flying in the wind, her frail body trembling.

Shaking and swaying from side to side. Suddenly, I felt like it was raining, and my face was covered with tears. The parting one,

When I look back, I realize that I have never left my mother's sight and concern.

(two)

When I was a junior in college, my father fell seriously ill and left my mother and me forever. Because of my father's illness and my tuition,

Not only did the family spend all their savings and my father's work injury compensation, but they also owed a lot of money, about 20,000 or 30,000 yuan.

This was an astronomical sum in our rural area, so my mother worked very hard. This autumn, I finally got tired.

The hands are weak and the person is bedridden. It was all up to Aunt Wu to take care of her. She asked her second daughter Chunniu to find a way to call the school.

Notified me.

When I heard the news, I immediately took a long vacation and rushed home day and night. Along the way, sitting in the train, looking

Looking at the rows of fields passing by outside the window, my thoughts also began to run with difficulty. It's been four years since I left my mother

I thought of my mother who had worked so hard to raise me, a beautiful and kind woman with a gentle appearance and a strong heart.

The river of memory is churning endlessly, and my heart has already flown to that small mountain village covered in silver. The way home is to my mother.

It seems so long in the longing for my loved ones.

In the evening, the snow was falling in the air, and the biting cold wind made strange sounds like wild beasts from time to time.

The trees around them kept shaking in the wind and snow, struggling desperately, and from time to time

There was a sound of "chopping" and the broken branches fell down quickly. Finally I saw the familiar building at the east end of the village.

A small courtyard and a tall old apricot tree.

I gently pushed open the half-closed courtyard door and entered the room. I saw my mother lying on the kang with her eyes half closed. She was afraid of catching a cold.

She was covered with a thin quilt and looked very haggard. When she heard the noise, she opened her eyes and saw me approaching the kang.

She opened her mouth in joy but couldn't utter a word. She tried hard to sit up. My heart felt like it had been grabbed by a black blind man.

It feels like a burning pain. I quickly went forward to help my mother and let her lie down again, murmuring, "Mom,

I'm back. "

I felt my nose getting sore and I couldn't say anything. Mother opened her big black eyes and looked at me affectionately.

Looking at me, tears fell down, and soon the quilt was wet. I lay on my mother, tightly

He hugged her frail body, put his face close to her ear and kept whispering, "Mom, don't cry, I'm here, whatever you say is fine."

Don't be afraid. "

(three)

In the days that followed, apart from doing farm work, feeding pigs and cooking, I also looked for doctors everywhere to treat my mother.

I saw several groups of doctors, including Western and Chinese doctors from the county, township and town, but my condition did not improve.

One day, my college roommate and best friend Zhao Qiang called to ask about my mother's condition. As they were talking,

Zhao Qiang could hear my trembling voice and said hurriedly, "Don't worry, brother! I'll go online and look up the information right away.

Find a folk remedy and I’ll give you a definite answer tomorrow morning. "

I know he is trying to comfort me. How can it be that fast? Otherwise, all hospitals will close. Once you go online, all doctors will be

Isn’t it? But then again, this kid has a very good brain and can think of anything.

He has come up with all kinds of weird tricks, how can he be alive and Zifang is reborn? Besides, this guy has great computer skills.

It is so shady that it can penetrate not only ordinary websites but also the firewalls set up by key government departments.

Maybe he has drilled through it before. Well, let’s see what he says tomorrow.

The next day, before dawn, my cell phone rang. It was a text message from Zhao Qiang, saying that he had found a folk remedy.

He let me try the method of bee stinging on my hands and feet, and told me the specific acupoints and operation steps. I hold the dead horse and

I tried it for a week with a half-believing attitude, but it didn't really work. My mother's hands and feet were already

I can move around slowly.

My mother and I were really surprised. My mother said that she had stayed in the house for too long and wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

I picked up my mother and walked to the center of the yard, then placed her on a bamboo chair under the old apricot tree, letting her bask in the sun. Snow had already fallen

The early spring sun shone on my mother's pretty but slightly pale face, shining brightly and warmly.

Foreign.

"Hu Zi, you've been very tired these days." Mother looked at me with a smile and said with concern.

"It's okay, Mom. As long as you're well, no matter how tired I am, I'll still feel happy inside."

"Huzi, go get a basin of hot water later. I want to wash myself. It's been almost a month.

It smells strange. "

"Mom, your hands and feet are still weak, how can you wash? Otherwise, let me help you wipe it." I felt

I must regret it. My mother is a woman. How can a grown man like me wipe a woman's body? Thinking of this, my face started to swell.

When it was time to cook, my mother seemed to see my embarrassment, she smiled and said softly: "Oh, look how embarrassed I am,

What’s the big deal? You are a lump of flesh that fell off your mother’s body. You are my biological son. If you don’t wipe it for me, who should I turn to? "

I ran to the germanium as if I had been pardoned, put firewood in it and boiled water. After a while, I had boiled a large pot of hot water.

I stood in front of my mother's kang, took out her replacement vest and shorts from the cupboard, and placed them neatly next to the pillow.

Then I walked to the yard and gently picked up my mother. She put her arms around my neck and leaned her face against my chest.

In the breeze from the apricot tree, my mother's beautiful hair brushed against my cheeks, making me feel fragrant and itchy.

I felt so comfortable that I couldn't help but feel excited. I whispered to my mother, "You smell so good, not a bit weird."

have. "

"You're so talkative." Mother said with her eyes half closed and a little shyly.

(Four)

I put my mother on the kang and let her sit back, covered her with a quilt, washed her face first, and then wiped it down bit by bit.

My mother said that my back was sweating a lot because I had been lying down for a long time, so I followed the way the bathhouse scrubbers did and rolled up the towel.

I wrapped my hands around her tightly, let her head rest on my shoulders, lifted up her vest, and rubbed her back first.

Maybe I used too much force, my mother groaned a few times, leaving red marks on her thin back, but I rubbed it off.

There are several sweat stains on it. Then I followed my mother's instructions and rubbed her breasts under the quilt.

I washed the towel first, reached into the quilt and took off my mother's small vest.

When I gradually touched my mother's chest, I suddenly found that although she was thin, she had a pair of plump and soft breasts.

My heart started beating fast. After all, the memory of breastfeeding in childhood was very distant. This was the first time I had breastfed in my life.

When I touched the woman's breast, I secretly glanced at my mother, only to see that she had turned her head away, closed her eyes, and her face was red.

It was red, and its appearance was unlike anything I had ever seen before, so indescribably handsome.

Through the towel, his hand stayed on my mother's right breast, hesitating and not daring to move. I vaguely felt something on my chest.

There is a small dot, which is slowly getting hard. It is my mother's nipple. I couldn't help but pinch it gently. Strangely enough,

The nipple suddenly stood up and became much bigger. I took advantage of the situation and grabbed my mother's right breast, but I didn't dare to use force.

The spoon is quite big and I can't hold it with one hand. I rubbed my mother's breasts with my palms. I don't know when

Mother said softly, "Left."

I sleepwalked and moved my hand to my mother's left breast. I felt the right nipple shaking.

I touched her left breast and squeezed and kneaded it gently. The soft, plump breasts and hard, pointed nipples,

It was so beautiful that it stimulated my dick so much that it almost exploded. After a long while, my mother burst out laughing and said:

"You idiot, you only know how to wash the floor?"

I quickly pulled my hand away, washed the towel again, wrung it dry, and wiped my mother's belly. When I put the towel into my mother's

Underwear, when I finished wiping the abdomen and continued moving downwards, my fingers touched a dense mass of fine hairs. Mother uses sweet and greasy

The tone said to me: "Baby, it's dirty here, mommy do it yourself."

"Then I'll clean the back first."

My mother nodded, and I quickly turned her over and pulled off her shorts, only to find a wet spot at the cuff.

water stains. Although the girl is thin, with fair skin and a thin waist, her buttocks are tight and plump, and her two legs are

It also appears slender and well-proportioned.

I first wiped her back, waist, buttocks and legs with a wet towel, and then used a wrung hot towel to vigorously

After a while, gray and white skin dirt fell on the edge of the kang and the floor. I took a few and gave them to

When the mother saw it, she was so ashamed that she kept scolding, "Little rascal, take it away quickly, it's so dirty!"

I laughed and whispered in my mother's ear: "This is not that dirty, I still have to wash your white hair next."

As he said that, he used his hands to pry open my mother's buttocks. My mother hurriedly said, "The water is dirty, go change the basin of water."

Oh, yes, the water in the basin is already cloudy and cold. "Hey, I'll go boil some more hot water."

I quickly jumped into the germanium and started a fire to boil water again.

(five)

When I walked to the kang with a basin of steaming water, my mother was already snoring softly. I don't know what

By that time, my mother had already put on a clean vest and shorts, and was lying flat, sleeping soundly.

My mother's underwear was made by herself. Although it was not very tight, I could still feel the bulge in her vagina.

It is raised up like a small steamed bun; you can also see the seam in the middle of the underwear appearing and disappearing, which is very attractive.

I didn't dare say anything and wrung out the towel without folding it. Because I want to use my hands to touch my mother

Little pussy, that's where I was born.

My hand slowly passed over my mother's belly, over her panties, and into the forbidden area. I deliberately exposed my little finger from the towel

When I came out, I felt the lush and green grass of my mother's farm. The grass was very thin and long. Then my index finger climbed up to

There is a small ditch with tight gaps, and a stream of clear spring flows through it. My palm slowly covered Nianglong

The Yin is rising. Gently stroking and kneading it, it feels so warm and soft, so comfortable.

My heart was about to jump out of my throat, my blood was beating fast, and my penis had stretched the zipper of my pants halfway.

cut.

I held my mother's small bun in my hand, and gently inserted my index finger into the gap between the buns, feeling the thick two

The labia gradually parted, and I wanted to drill deeper, but my hands were too big and my mother's legs were pressed together.

So I can't get in.

I really didn't want to give up, but I was afraid of waking up my mother. Just as I was getting anxious, my mother suddenly turned over.

Open your legs and show me your entire butt. I was so happy that I couldn't describe it. No one knows a child better than his mother.

ah! I almost suspected that my mother was pretending to be asleep.

I took a deep breath, stretched out my index finger, moved it along the crack of my mother's buttocks and slowly brought it closer to her honey hole. ah!

I encountered it, I really encountered it. My fingers have stopped at the hole where the stream is flowing.

It's wet and sticky love juice. I put my fingers under my nose and sniffed, there was a faint fishy smell.

Under the strong stimulation of this smell, my head was dizzy and I pushed my fingers into my mother's honey hole.

In the honey hole, I gently stirred and thrusted. My mother's honey hole was warm and tight, and a large amount of love juice kept gushing out.

A soul-stirring moan emanated from her mouth: "Hmm-hmm-hmm"

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I rushed over and hugged my mother tightly from behind, squeezing her breasts with one hand and

He was pulling his pants with one hand, and screaming at his mother from his throat: "Mom, my dear mother, you love me so much.

No, I want to spend my whole life with you! "At this time, my mother's words in the dream gave me a blow.

"My dear father, your son has made great progress. He cured my illness and now supports our family. We have a roof over our heads again.

The beam

I was suddenly awakened from a dream full of lust and desire. Oh my God, what am I doing? Actually, I would

My own mother did such an immoral act!

(six)

I rushed out of the house, running aimlessly and madly, I don't know how many times I fell.

How many miles did you run?

"Crack!" A flash of lightning streaked across the sky. The sun was shining brightly just now, but now it was covered with dark clouds.

The earth was dark; then, accompanied by loud thunder, heavy rain poured down. I stand alone among the towering trees

Halfway up the mountain, I stared blankly at the familiar village below, letting the heavy rain pour down and my tears flow. I'm facing

The sky screamed: "Mom, Mom! My son loves you and wants you to be my woman. I want to love you and care for you all my life.

To protect you, mother, what do you think my son should do? "

It seemed like a long time had passed, the sky cleared up, and the birds in the woods began to chirp and sing. I drag

With a tired body and heavy steps, he slowly walked back home.

From afar, I saw my mother leaning against the gate of the yard, looking around anxiously. Seeing me walk in without saying a word, my mother

He hurriedly asked, "Huzi, where have you been? What happened?"

"It's okay, I'm just going out for a walk, mom."

"Look, you're all wet, change your clothes!"

"Oh," I replied in a muffled voice, and quickly went into the house to change clothes.

When I was naked and about to put on my clothes, I heard my mother whisper behind me, "Wait a minute, I'll use my hot hair to

I will wipe it for you with a towel.

"Oh, no thanks, Mom."

"Silly child, it's so cold, you'll catch a cold if you don't wipe yourself with hot water."

"Then I'll do it myself."

"What's wrong? I can't even wipe my own child's body? Do you dislike me?"

I was speechless for a moment, lowered my head, and let my mother take the hot towel and wipe my back from head to toe.

"Turn around," said mother, panting a little.

"Mom, you're not well yet, don't get too tired." I turned around and looked at my mother, saying with heartache.

"It's okay, I know Hu Zi is worried about his mother. Oh! You silly guy, you scared me to death!"

My mother suddenly saw the thick and long cock standing upright between my legs and threw herself into my arms.

As red as a big apple, a small hand kept pounding my chest.

"You little rascal, you're so ugly!" She said coquettishly while continuing to rub my chest. I hug my mother

He snuggled up to the delicate body in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and reveled in the endless love and tenderness emanating from her fingers.

Gradually, the pair of warm and delicate hands moved down, with a soft towel, silently like catkins.

The brush brushed across the penis that was in nirvana of fire. I was trembling all over, holding my mother tightly in my arms, wishing I could hold both of us together.

Body fusion.

After a long time, my mother took out her hands and put them around my neck, looked at me affectionately and said, "Huzi, you are a man now.

Zihan, I’m relying on you for my whole life.”

"Mom, I will definitely let you live a good life, serve you and honor you for the rest of my life!"

"My dear, my dear, I know that my Huzi is good to me and has a promising future. Hurry up, put on your clothes, don't be cold.

Wear

(seven)

After dinner, I packed my luggage and prepared to go back to school tomorrow. My mother was busy making pancakes for me.

Take it with you on the road.

It was late at night. Mother sat in her quilt, head lowered, and, leaning against the dim light, she stitched the clothes I was wearing.

Torn socks. I sat beside my mother in a daze, staring at her white, nimble hands dancing up and down. end

After sewing it, she looked at me still in a daze and laughed, "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Why don't you come up?"

Sleep"! My mother actually wanted me to sleep with her. For many years, I have not slept on the same kang with my mother.

The days seemed busy and pale in my young life.

"Whoosh", mother blew out the oil lamp, got into bed, pulled the quilt for me, and then used her warm and gentle

A soft hand was placed on my forehead. I slowly closed my eyes. An inexplicable emotion filled my body.

Kind, real, exciting, as if immersed in the dream of childhood, this feeling of déjà vu made me

I was filled with an indescribable fear. I dared not breathe loudly, for fear that the slightest noise would make me lose this warm feeling.

My mother said that when I was a child, I would only fall asleep when her hand was on my forehead.

I experienced this feeling again, as if a warm current had washed away all the things I had endured during the time I was away from my mother.

The grievances, loneliness, helplessness and fatigue all melted into the mother's gentle palm along with the dew of love and disappeared.

I slowly opened my eyes, and in the moonlight outside the window, I felt my mother looking at me with kind eyes, like

The artist admires his own work. I felt a little abrupt. It had been so many years since I had such a close encounter with my mother.

I looked at it.

When did wrinkles quietly appear on my mother's face? Years? When did you mix some silver threads in?

Into my mother's beautiful black and shiny hair? My mother is really getting old. This subconscious conclusion makes me feel

Scary, but she is only in her thirties! I felt as if I had suddenly been sucked into the depths of the clouds, losing my balance.

Without my support, I was in a state of panic, not knowing where I was or what to do next.

I heard the croaking of frogs outside the window. I wrapped myself in the darkness and let my thoughts run wild. Mom is always there

I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Although my father had only been gone for less than a year, my mother had actually been gone for nearly two years since our wedding night.

She has been a widow for ten years. Countless nights, after taking care of her seriously ill husband, she spent the night with the darkness.

This empty, lonely little house is where a woman's best youth years were spent in misery and helplessness.

Lying beside my mother, I couldn't fall asleep. I gently called her, looking for the familiar, warm and

A warm and comfortable embrace! In my poor and simple youth, snuggling in my mother's arms became a kind of

Thoughts and wishes. When a pair of trembling hands held my head tightly against a plump and warm chest,

I was immersed in a sea of ​​happiness.

Through my mother's thin vest, I smelled the long-lost scent of milk, and my lips touched the slightly raised cherry.

I held it in my mouth and sucked it very gently. Strangely enough, I don't have any desire at this moment, I am just moved.

And happiness.

I seemed to see flowers blooming in the spring breeze, raindrops lingering in the heat,

A silver world filled with golden fruits and lightly falling to the ground in snowflakes.

Gradually, gradually, I fell into a sweet dream.

(eight)

I returned to the university campus and after a lot of hard work, I successfully passed the graduation exam and thesis.

reply.

The next step is to face the problem of graduation assignment and finding a job. Since our school is an agricultural college,

Whatever units and career options there are, generally you return to where you came from. Like me, I go back to the county town most often.

It was a blessing to be assigned to the Forestry Bureau, but if I want to get out of poverty and become rich and let my mother live a good life, there is only one word: difficult.