Chapter 1

My home is in a small town in the north. It is said that the town is actually just a decent provincial highway across the residential area. The two-story buildings on both sides are endless rice fields behind it, so the livelihood of the people in the town is still traditionally engaged in farming, except for going out to work.

Although I have been away from there for ten years, when I mention my name, the town is probably well-known. Because I am a shame in the town, I have only one woman, that is, my mother, and my sex life is also very simple. For so many years, I have only had sex with my own mother. My mother’s incest is a permanent topic of conversation in the town after dinner. Maybe it will never disappear.

That was seventeen years old, and I studied very well. The teachers in the town said that I could get into college. I studied too much, and I was not like a farmer's child at all. I was as thin as a bean sprout!

In the eyes of others, my family is like all ordinary families in the town. The pace of food and clothing is slow and life is comfortable.

But in my childhood memory, home is terrible and cold

My father is a clerk from the town branch. He always has greasy hair and wears cheap suits. He feels like a city man. He is a little powerful in the town when he is attending a meeting and reading newspapers.

But my father is like a demon to me, because he often beats his mother for no reason at night. During the day, he is very nice and even considerate to his mother, but he becomes a different person at night, once, twice, three times. Finally, I understand that my father is a patient and he is sick.

My mother and I have been very close since childhood. My mother is a very gentle woman. She loves me and protects me very much. Due to my father's violence, my mother and I both avoid the weak dependence on each other and try our best to close ourselves.

Perhaps, it is this strong reliance that gradually evolves from the bottom of my heart into a relationship that is accompanied by mutual success and companionship, which has led my mother and I to the path of shameless human relations.

I remember that night my father committed violence in the middle of the night, and my mother cried and ran to my attic. I pulled out the ladder board, but my father was screaming and smashing it hard, but he couldn't.

It was a very ordinary night for my family. My mother and I squeezed into the small bed attic where I couldn't stand up, hugging each other and crying. When we were tired of crying, we fell asleep.

But that night was different. My father probably just had sex with his mother and moved violently again. My mother ran up naked and was still wet.

That night, there was no trace of pain in my heart as before. On the contrary, there was an indescribable heat in my heart. My mother's two plump and white breasts almost occupied my entire sight.

Although the fabric has lost its contrast, these two towering breast meat has almost no sagging!

The crystal clear snow-moist milk ball has a round arc, looking like a ripe peach, firm, full, filled with honey juice, making people want to bite it before they can be satisfied!

The two delicate nipples are not very big, but they have tender protrusions, like round and jade-like little cherries, dotted on the round and white milk melon, forming an extremely provocative and sexy picture...

Almost desperately suppressed it for a long time, and finally I felt that the room was getting hotter and hotter. I lost control of the heat. I closed my eyes, my palms trembled like wild horses that were shaking wildly, covering my mother's protruding breasts.

My mother's breasts were abnormally full, as smooth and smooth as fruits with thin skin and thick skin. The heavy elasticity brought an unprecedented stimulating touch, making my blood boil without any effort. My mouth trembled with my mother's warm lips, and my hands rubbed my mother's round and delicate breasts.

I was crazy and my cock was erected without control, pressing against my mother's warm and smooth thighs. My mother did not push or shout. At first, she just grabbed my back with both hands. Gradually, my mother's body also wriggled, and gradually a hint of soft moans slowly panted...

When the attic was in full swing, the small attic turned into a steam room. My mother and I were tangled and hugging and tangled in the bed, touching and kissing her heart's content. My mother's breath was blowing on my chest, and her smooth calves rubbed back and forth against my lower limbs. Finally, we made love.

I didn't expect that my first sex was with my biological mother

I ejaculated for the first time that night, but in my impatient twitch, my cock slipped out of my mother's pussy at the moment, and a large clump of semen shot on my mother's plump thighs and the bed sheets.

My first night only had love with my mother once

Because when I had just finished having sex with my mother, before they woke up from the incest trance, grandma got up as usual and asked her to go down. When parents quarreled, grandma always acted as a partner.

My face was so hot that I looked at my mother impatiently. My mother hurriedly pulled a sheet to wrap her body, and hurriedly went down the stairs.

Many years later, my mother told me that after returning to the big bed, my father suddenly had sexual desire to have sex again. My mother desperately refused to wrap herself tightly because she was afraid that my father would touch her lower body because it was all my sticky body fluids.

After that, I became very angry with Ye because my father usually sleeps with his mother. I watched helplessly, and the heart-wrenching feeling of being helpless is by no means painful. The word "pain" can be described!

In fact, I was so jealous that I was going crazy

For some time afterwards, I never had sex with my mother again

When I see my mother, I have a desire and a shame, and when my mother sees me, she always avoids me unnaturally

But from that day on, I began to share housework for my mother silently. Sometimes, looking at my mother's carefree eyes, I think everything I do is worth it

I also had the courage to try to get close to my mother again, taking advantage of the time when no one was around to hug her. At first, when I touched my mother's body, she ran away with a red face and flew. Gradually, my mother just struggled and let me hug her.

Over time, my mother will allow me to touch each other with clothes. Sometimes when my mother is excited, my hands can also be reached into her clothes. My mother's lower abdomen is very bright and soft. I want to see it, but she doesn't allow it.

Soon, I fell into the mountain

The time I fell into the mountain was a month before the college entrance examination. I went to pick up firewood for my family. Originally, my mother did it, but now I always go to the mountain to pick up firewood after school. My mother stopped it many times with her eyes and anxious eyes, but I still insisted on it.

It was raining heavily that day, and the firewood I picked up on my back was too heavy. I don’t know how many roads I have walked, how many time I have passed, and I am lost.

I just felt like I was walking into a dark tunnel

I kept walking, but I couldn't find the exit

Very scared, in panic, I suddenly heard my mother calling me, and I walked desperately in the direction where the sound came.

Finally I saw a little light, I walked faster

The surroundings are getting brighter and brighter, with a white patch, and a very vague but very familiar figure

The figure became clearer and clearer. I heard my mother's happiness as if I was dreaming: Xiaofeng... Xiaofeng... Thank God... I woke up

I finally saw clearly that the ceiling of my attic was above my head. My mother was wiping her tears happily and holding my hand tightly

Her face was so hazy, her eyes were covered with bloodshot, and there were a bunch of people around me

Looking at my mother's haggard face, I couldn't remember what happened for a moment, and I looked at my mother in confusion

Suddenly I felt the head hurt like it was exploded. When I closed my eyes, everything was so illusory. I don’t know if it was true or false

I fell asleep again in a drowsy manner

When I woke up again, it was already noon three days later, and something was lying quietly alone? I figured it out, and I heard the mess below, and knew that my family had just finished lunch.

Not long after, my mother climbed up to the attic and came to feed me and talked with me. After the accident, my mother no longer avoided me and always stayed by me and talked to me to change the medicine and feed me.

My mother has lost weight a lot more than a few days ago and looks even weaker. Her cheeks are flushed and her body is trembling slightly

I guess my mother has been serving me like this these days, and an irrepressible impulse in her heart quietly flooded the crowd

Mom, I...

I don't know what to say: I'm done, it's okay

My mind was empty and I didn't know what to say

oh!

My mother's body trembled slightly, and her face turned red: Silly child, I won't let you do so many things in the future, I will do it

Looking at my mother's delicate face, I felt that the truth was true. A wave of heat came from my heart. I dared to embrace my mother. Mom... I... I did... I did... I didn't let my mother... tired...

My mother twisted her body with a rough face, but she still buried her face in my arms.