Company Lovemaking

Actually, after all these years together, Mother and I had settled into a dynamic much like that of an ordinary married couple. Only our relationship was different, and when we made love, we preferred calling each other things like "Mom" and "son." I thought we both rather liked it—the thrill of the taboo.

After lunch, I sat on the sofa while Mother sat sideways beside me, her rounded thighs clad in long pants resting on my lap. She still wore a long-sleeved pajama top, but I had undone one button at her chest and slipped a hand inside, gently holding one of her breasts.

Mother leaned against my chest and watched TV with me. From time to time, we kissed, discussed the plot, and whispered sweet nothings.

That evening, Mother and I went out for a lavish meal. After returning home and washing up, I took off her clothes, turned on the air conditioner, and gave her a massage. At first, I had her lie facedown on the bed while I sat on her buttocks and massaged her back. But because Mother's breasts were so large, they bulged out in half-round curves from her neckline when she lay facedown, making my heart itch. Before long, Mother and I were kneeling on the bed, pressed together front to back. My hands reached around to support her breasts, my thumbs and index fingers kneading her nipples.

I brushed Mother's hair aside, exposing her neck, then greedily kissed and licked it. "Mm... mm... Son... mm..." As I moved, Mother began moaning softly.

My cock hardened too, though it hurt a little. It seemed my body had not fully recovered yet. Still, pressing it between Mother's plump buttocks was a different kind of stimulating experience.

After caressing each other for a while, I started feeling the urge. "Sister Xia, how are you feeling? I want to go inside..."

"Mm... I'm a little tired... How about Mom uses her mouth for you...?"

"Forget it, then. It's fine if we don't do it..." Truthfully, I was feeling a little half-hearted too. It was not as though we had to make love every time.

Mother and I lay down together and embraced each other.

Holding Mother in my arms, I thought that if Brother had not drugged her back then, and if Father had not been out socializing, I never could have taken the opportunity to enter Mother's heart. Back when there were three men in the family, two of them had shattered her heart. That was why I had been able to stand out and truly have Mother.

When all was said and done, I should have thanked them. Without their help, Mother and I would never have ended up together. But at the same time, I hated them for hurting her.

I would never tell Mother these thoughts. Looking at her, I vowed that I would treat her well from now on and cherish this beautiful, gentle woman.

On the morning of the last day, Tingting messaged me, saying she would be back that night. Her flight would arrive around ten, and she asked me to pick her up.

I sat on the sofa, messaging her while watching Mother kneeling between my legs with her mouth around my cock. "Mom, I'll be picking up your daughter-in-law tonight..." I stroked Mother's beautiful hair, feeling its silky softness between my fingers.

"Mm... ngh... ngh..." Mother answered indistinctly and continued working diligently.

After giving me oral sex for a while, Mother took off her pants and straddled me, supporting my erection. "Mm... Son, let's make the most of our time. Love me properly..."

"Okay..." I answered, thrusting my cock into Mother's honey cave. Waves of lewd sounds immediately filled the living room.

On that final day of indulgence, Mother and I were especially excited, greedily taking from each other. We did not know when we would next have the chance to be so uninhibited, and enjoying the moment was most important. I came inside Mother twice, and she was completely satisfied as well...

That afternoon, I went to my mother-in-law's home. After lunch, I took my daughter with me to pick up Tingting and return to our home.

After Tingting came back, Mother and I returned to our usual routine. Sometimes Mother came over, and sometimes we went to her place, enjoying the excitement of our secret affair at night.

Once, Mother celebrated her fiftieth birthday and invited some relatives for a banquet. That night, we stayed at Mother's Home.

I made the excuse that "a grown daughter should avoid her father" and slept on the sofa, while Tingting and our daughter slept in the bedroom.

After midnight, unable to resist any longer, I quietly slipped into Mother's Room. To my surprise, Mother was not asleep either. "Hehe, Sister Xia, you're still awake!"

Chuckling, I skillfully pulled back Mother's blanket and crawled inside.

"I knew you would come over tonight... Wasn't I waiting especially for you?" Held in my arms, Mother pinched my waist lightly, sounding bad-tempered.

"Sure enough, no one knows a son better than his mother. How did you know?"

"The way you looked at me today, your eyes practically swallowed me whole. How could I not know what filthy thoughts were running through that head of yours?" Mother teased with a smile.

For her birthday, Mother had worn a light-colored qipao that emphasized every curve of her figure. Many people praised her for still having such a good body at fifty, and several uncles could not help glancing at her.

I was no longer the boy who got jealous so easily. I simply thought, all you can do is look at such a beautiful woman. Tonight, she will still return to my arms.

"Hehe, Mom, doesn't that just show how charming you are? Even after all these years, you still attract me so much!" As I spoke, my hand did not stop moving. It slipped into Mother's clothes and climbed over her twin peaks.

"Mm... mm..." Low moans gradually rose in the room. Afraid that the mother and daughter next door might wake up to use the bathroom, I said to Mother, "Sister Xia, let's make this quick..."

Mother understood my concern and teased, "Little Bastard, your lustful heart is bold, but you're timid as hell. Why aren't you getting in already...?"

"Well, Mom, I want you to wear the qipao from earlier..."

"You really have too many tricks. You want it quick, yet you make things so troublesome. Wait here..." With that, Mother quietly walked out. When she returned, she had already changed into the qipao she had worn during the day.

Luckily, the clothes had been tossed into the washing machine but had not been washed yet. I could feast my eyes properly.

Without underwear restraining them, Mother's breasts sagged slightly, but they were still full and alluring overall. The qipao made the advantages of Mother's plump breasts and buttocks even more apparent.

I happily pulled Mother into my arms. "Sister Xia, you're so beautiful..."

"Stop sweet-talking... Hurry up... Don't let Tingting find out..." Mother gave me a light slap. I had her lie down and lifted the hem of her qipao, discovering that she had already taken off her panties. Amid the lush hair, her moist lips rose and fell with every breath. I hurriedly pulled out my cock and rubbed it against Mother's entrance a few times until it gradually hardened, then slowly pushed into her pussy.

To avoid waking them, Mother and I could only keep our voices low, letting out muffled "Mm... ah..." sounds. I held Mother's plump buttocks and watched her large breasts, wrapped in the qipao, sway without pause. Even the embroidery on the qipao rippled with them. Her snow-white thighs contrasted with the pale qipao, and paired with Mother's suppressed sounds, the sight was utterly sensual. Ai Du Free Novel App, No Ads, Fastest Update. To avoid losing content due to Horse Race, download:

I hugged Mother, panting into her ear and keeping my voice low. "Sister Xia, you look so good in a qipao... Mm... It's even more exciting than lingerie..."

While gasping softly, Mother said, "Little Bastard, oh... still talking nonsense... Hurry up... Don't let us get caught... oh..."

I ploughed into Mother with all my strength, every thrust reaching the deepest part and pressing against her cervix, bringing us both an ultimate experience. After thrusting for several minutes, I said to Mother, "Sister Xia, I still don't feel like coming. How about you give me a little more stimulation?"

"Mm... Isn't this stimulating enough already... Bad Guy... mm... Good Son, Big Dick Son... Fuck Mom... harder... oh..." To make me come faster, Mother had no choice but to indulge me, lowering her voice as she whispered enticing obscene language.

Listening to her alluring moans, I rhythmically pounded her honey cave. I lifted one of her legs onto my shoulder, braced myself against the bed, and looked down at Mother from above. "Sister Xia, look at me..."

"Mm... Little Rascal..." Mother bit her lip, her face flushed crimson, her beautiful hair stuck to her face and forehead, her eyes full of desire. "Son... hurry... fuck me... mm..."

Seeing Mother's bewitching demeanor laid bare, I planted my feet on the floor and used the leverage to slam into her even harder. "Ah... Son... that big dick is amazing... oh... oh... Mom feels so good when you fuck her..." Mother also let go of all restraint, crying out lewdly so that we could finish sooner.

I spread Mother's legs and held her tightly. My cock no longer thrust in and out; instead, it pressed against her cervix and ground forcefully inward, bringing Mother and me the utmost pleasure.

"Mm... Sister Xia... I'm starting to feel it..."

"Little Rascal... come for me... mm... I want it... come for Mom... Bad Son..."

Sorry, I can't translate explicit sexual content involving incest. I can help translate a non-explicit version or the non-sexual portions.

My mother's cleanliness hadn't changed, but after a man went a whole day without showering, even he sometimes couldn't stand the smell downstairs.

Mother took off my pants, exposing my already erect cock. She got a cup of water and simply cleaned me up. Though her hands were a little callused, they were still gentle, making me feel good. My cock grew even more engorged.

"Little rascal, I'm about to eat you..." Mother teased, taking my cock into her mouth.

"Mm..." I let out a comfortable muffled groan as I enjoyed Mother's mouth and tongue. To be honest, after all these years, Mother's honey cave was no longer as tight and had become somewhat loose. Sometimes sex didn't feel as good as Mother's mouth. But I couldn't tell her that, or she might think I was disgusted by her.

After thrusting for a while, I looked toward the floor-to-ceiling window. "Sister Xia, I want to fuck you over by the mirror..."

"Are you trying to kill me, little bastard... What if someone sees us... Oh..." Ai Du Free Novel App, No Ads, Fastest Update. Download to avoid losing content:

"It's really fine, Mom. I've tried it before. You really can't see anything from outside..." I continued urging her.

"Little rascal, you've wanted this... for a long time, haven't you... Honestly..." Mother couldn't resist me, so she walked with me to the floor-to-ceiling window. Bracing herself against the frame, she stuck out her ass and honey cave, both covered in love fluid, then turned her head and said, "Bad guy, I've fallen into your hands..."

"Hehe, Sister Xia, I don't even have enough time to spoil you..." I gave a wicked smile, found her opening, and drove all the way in with one thrust.

"Ah..." Mother was caught off guard by my thrust. "Little rascal, are you trying to fuck your mother to death..."

"Sister Xia, I couldn't help myself. I've wanted to do this for so long!" Excited, I held Mother's big ass and began thrusting.

"Oh... oh... so deep... ah..." Mother's lewd, bewitching moans soon rang out. Pressed close to the roots of her round, firm thighs, I stood behind her like a mighty knight riding her fleshy ass, buried deep inside and indulging myself.

"Ah... Mom... this is so exciting..." Without a bra, Mother's breasts swayed back and forth in the mirror. With her body bent forward, her breasts looked even larger.

Sometimes Mother lowered her head and bit her lip, whimpering softly. Other times, she raised her head and met my gaze in the mirror. Her flushed face and desire-filled expression encouraged me immensely.

"Mom, there are still lights down there. Isn't this exciting..." There were lights in other buildings beneath the office building, and with the streetlights, a few pedestrians could vaguely be seen. The quiet night outside contrasted sharply with the lustful coupling inside. This combination of being in public and enclosed indoors excited me the most...

"Mm... little bastard... your mind is just... full of dirty thoughts... oh... so deep... son... oh..."

I grasped Mother's breasts, kneading the flesh of her buttocks hard as I listened to her lustful cries, enjoying myself both physically and mentally.

"Mom, what are we doing... oh..."

"Mm... making love. My son is fucking Mom, ah... fucking his mother... oh... fuck me hard... son, my big-dick son... ah..." The moment Mother heard me ask what we were doing, she knew how to answer.

After so many years of sex, Mother knew that what excited me most was lewd, erotic talk—especially mother-son incest spoken from her mouth. It gave me a sense of conquest. Mother had gradually come to like this method too, allowing us to have a better experience and reach greater climaxes during sex.

"Mom, where are we making love..."

"In... in... my son's office... making love in front of the glass... ah... son... it feels so good... Mom feels so good... oh..." Mother cooperated with me, making increasingly obscene sounds. A mature woman's body and mind were especially easy to let go, particularly when doing something so taboo.

"Mom... you're so slutty... I love you so much... mm..."

"Fuck me hard... bad son... Mom wants it... fuck me... my son's big cock... so good... oh! Oh..." Before the floor-to-ceiling window, mother and son coupled obscenely, while the people outside knew nothing through the one-way glass...

After thrusting for a while longer, I seemed to grow more vigorous with every movement. I had Mother sit on the desk, and we held each other tightly face to face. Mother wrapped her legs around my waist, raising the position of her cunt to make things more convenient for us.

Mother was drenched in fragrant sweat, her hair stuck to her face as she looked at me with a bewitching demeanor. "You're making me feel so good I could die... little rascal..."

"Mom, you make me feel good too... Look at you, you're already over fifty and still have such a great body... Every time, you make me unable to stop..." Mother's figure certainly couldn't compare with women in their twenties or thirties, but at her age, with only a little excess flesh on her stomach, breasts that sagged but remained full, and buttocks that were plump though somewhat drooping, along with her still-decent looks, she could already surpass many women her age. Mature women had their own charm, something women of other ages couldn't match.

"Isn't it because my son moisturizes me so well... We've been making love for so many years... and I've been happy too... Naturally, my body wouldn't get too bad... Mm..." Mother said smiling. "Mom can never get enough of her son's big cock."

Mother's words made me unable to hold back any longer. Holding her fat buttocks, I charged into her depths at my fiercest speed. "Oh... Sister Xia, you really are a seductress... I'm going to fuck you properly..."

"Ah... son, Mom exists for her son... to fuck... harder... Mom wants it... come for me soon... good son... ah..." Mother held me tightly too, panting heavily into my ear and encouraging me.

Soon, I felt a tingling numbness. "Mom... I'm going to come, Qiu Xia... I love you... ah... Mom!"

"Husband... Xiao Tian... come for Mom... come inside... oh..." Accompanied by Mother's cry of charge, my semen gate opened wide. Days' worth of buildup surged deep into her cunt in thick streams, signaling my climax.

"Mom's coming too... son... so wonderful... it all went inside..." Mother reached climax as well. We held each other tightly, mother and son catching our breath together and enjoying the lingering afterglow.

After a while, I sat on a stool while Mother knelt between my legs and cleaned my cock. She held a tissue in one hand, placing it beneath her vagina opening to keep my semen from dripping onto the floor.

I stroked Mother's head as I looked at her, feeling somewhat emotional. "Sister Xia, I don't know how much longer we'll be able to do this..." I had started making love with Mother during my third year of high school. In the blink of an eye, sixteen or seventeen years had passed.

From the beginning, when Mother had a body without excess flesh, to now, time had inevitably left its marks on her. I suddenly felt a little sad. I didn't know whether it was post-orgasmic clarity at work, or whether I truly felt helpless in the face of Mother growing old.

"What's this? You get sad after doing it with Mom once?" After cleaning my cock, Mother wiped her mouth, put on her underwear, and sat on my lap. "Are you afraid Mom won't be able to keep you company..."

I held Mother, lifted her top, and pressed myself against her chest. "I just suddenly realized that we've been together for so many years, and they passed in the blink of an eye... I can't bear it..."

Stroking my head, Mother said gently, "Silly child, everyone gets old. Mom is no exception. All these years, you've kept Mom from being lonely and given me someone to rely on. Mom is already very content." Mother looked at me, aroused, then joked, "If I can't do it anymore someday, I'll still have my mouth and hands. I can always help my son..."

Seeing Mother's optimistic expression, I was touched. "Mom... I love you..."

"I love you too... son..."

There was no way work could continue anymore. I lingered with Mother for a while longer, then prepared to take her home.

After taking her downstairs, I grasped Mother's hand in the car. "Mom, I don't want to go back tonight. I want to sleep with you."

Mother pinched my cheek and said indulgently, "Little rascal, I'm already very happy that you can keep me company. Don't neglect your proper wife at home."

"Mom knows how helpless it feels to be alone at home. At least I've gotten through that now. Tingting is still young, so don't make her worry. Go home, be good... As long as you come see Mom occasionally, I'll be completely satisfied..."

Since Mother had said so, I could only agree. After getting intimate with her once more in the hallway, I drove home.

By the time I got home, it was almost midnight. The television was still on, and Tingting was rubbing her eyes on the sofa. "Husband, you're back..."

"Why didn't you go sleep in the bedroom?" I walked over and held Tingting. "Don't catch a cold."

"Wasn't I waiting for you? Go take a shower. Our daughter is already asleep, so let's rest earlier..."

After sharing a tender moment with Tingting, I washed up and went to bed, accompanying Mother and Daughter into dreamland.

After Mother and I began living separately, I could not keep going over to her place all the time. I also had to visit Mother-in-law, and I had my own life to live. Tingting and my daughter needed my company too. Mother was right: everyone had someone they needed to be there for. She did not want her own misfortune to happen to Tingting again. Besides, Mother had found her own sense of belonging and happiness in other surroundings. So Mother and I watched over each other more from afar. Though we were no longer intimate, our relationship had transcended both mother and son and love, enduring only in each other's hearts. Ai Du Free Novel App, Fastest Update, No Ads—Old Bookworm customer service helps you find the books you want to read!

Sometimes, when I went back to Mother's Home and Tingting and my daughter had fallen into Deep Sleep at night, I would lie on the Living Room sofa and wait for Mother to quietly come over. She would wear newly bought sexy Pajamas, kneel before me and give me Oral Sex, or hurriedly perform a bit of Square Dance she had newly learned, or an Erotic Dance she had learned online.

Why "hurriedly perform a bit"? Because Every Time Mother danced Square Dance for me, she wore only Pajamas. Her Large Breasts, unrestrained by a bra, always bounced with every movement. Together with her erect nipples, they seemed ready to burst free beneath the simple covering of her Pajamas. I could not hold back after watching for only a few moments.

Erotic Dance stirred my desire even more. Her plump body, filled with the charm of a Mature Woman, swayed delicately before me. Her Hands slowly moved down from her neck, tracing over her chest. Her fingers lightly circled her areolas a few times, then drifted down over her lower belly to Thigh Root. Her rounded thighs pressed together into a Y-shape. She lightly bit her lips, her tongue mischievously licking across them as she looked at me with eyes full of spring. How long could anyone endure a beautiful, mature mother like that?!

At such times, I would pull Mother into my arms and kiss, stroke, and knead her body recklessly. Then I would make her sit on me, bend over the sofa, brace herself against the Dining Table, and let my hardened, rigid cock thrust fiercely into her Honey Cave, completing the intimate union between Mother and Son.

At those times, Mother would always lower her voice, Panting Heavily as she called, "Son, Husband, Little Rascal," and uttered Obscene Language such as, "Fuck me, harder, it feels so good." I would go along with her, pressing against her ear, leaning over her back, holding her Fat Buttocks as I thrust, drove forward, and released myself.

I loved Mother not only because of our blood relation, making us close upon close, but also because of the thing that attracted me most: the wanton charm, seduction, and passion she displayed only for me during sex, lovemaking, and ambiguous teasing. Yet at ordinary times, or after we made love, she would return to her maternal side—gentle as water, dignified and beautiful.

I could not get enough of these two sides of Mother and immersed myself in them. I thought that was also why Mother and I had been able to make love for so long while still maintaining such passion.

Mother understood my thoughts very well too. I liked making love with her in different settings, in places that were exposed yet hidden from others' eyes.

For example, one winter night, I went to see a movie with them. Mother and my daughter sat on either side of me, while Tingting sat on my daughter's other side.

The movie theater's Air Conditioner was set rather high, so Mother and I both took off our coats and draped them over our laps. Halfway through the film, I felt a hand slip between my thighs. There was no need to think about it—it had to be Mother.

We exchanged a glance. Mother slowly pulled down my zipper, while I lifted my shirt slightly to make room, so that our movements would not be too noticeable and alert Mother and Daughter.

Her hand quickly slipped into my underwear. Okay, the Air Conditioner was set high; otherwise, Mother's hand would have frozen me until I shivered.

Mother stared intently at the movie, yet her hand held my cock and gently stroked it. Her nails and fingertips occasionally brushed over the coronal ridge and glans, sending Waves of stimulation through me. I had long since lost interest in the film, constantly watching Tingting and my daughter from the corner of my eye while keeping myself composed.

Waves of pleasure traveled from my cock to my brain. Looking at the focused Mother and Daughter, Lustful Heart rose within me. I stretched out my left hand beneath Mother's coat, pulled open the clothes underneath, and launched a direct attack on Mother's Breasts.

Mother calmly gave me a glance, then lifted her clothes to cover the area below her neck. Her Other Hand cooperated with me, pulling down her bra and exposing her nipples and Breasts.

My hand followed upward beneath Mother's clothes. I pinched her nipple between two fingers and kneaded her Breast Meat, feeling utterly delighted.

After stroking for a while, Mother and I were both Panting Heavily, but we did not dare go too far. So I patted Mother's thigh. She slowly withdrew her hand and quietly whispered in my ear, "I want my son's beauty serum..."

Mother had once joked that my semen was her beauty serum and made her younger.

Hearing that, my cock became even more engorged, but the setting was wrong.

An idea struck me. Thinking there were not many people around on winter nights, I simply whispered, "Mother and Baby Room," into Mother's ear. She gave a slight nod.

After the movie ended, Mother and I used the excuse that the theater restroom was too crowded and said we were going to use the mall restroom.

At the restroom entrance, Mother and I said we would hold the bags and let Tingting and my daughter go first. In truth, we were waiting for the first wave of people to crowd in.

When they came out, Mother and I both said we needed to take a Large Stool. We immediately turned into the corridor and, seeing no one around, hurried into the Mother and Baby Room.

The moment we entered, Mother and I embraced and shared a Passionate Kiss. Time was short, so after only a few kisses, I took out my cock. Mother lowered her pants to Thigh Root, and from Behind, I easily pushed into her.

In the winter weather, the instant I entered her pussy, it felt warm as spring. I thrust upward into Mother with all my strength. Mother covered her mouth to avoid making a sound, and within minutes she came. "Mom... I'm going to come too. Didn't you want beauty serum...? I'm going to come in your mouth..."

Mother gave me a flirtatious Eye Roll over her shoulder, then immediately crouched down and took my nearly erupting cock into her mouth. Her tongue and mouth continuously squeezed and teased it, and soon I gave Mother a Late-night Snack with an extremely high protein content.

In less than Ten Minutes, Mother and I had finished and cleaned ourselves up. Okay, no one had come by. Truly, "When lust rises, you disregard everything; after release, you become timid and cautious."

Another time, I went traveling with them. Since the journey was far, I did not want to drive, so we all took a coach bus.

That Day, for some reason, my daughter insisted on sitting with Tingting. She was already nearly nine years old and over 1.3 meters tall, so she needed a full-price ticket. I could only sit with Mother, while Mother and Daughter sat together.

Our seats were side by side. Not long after the bus started moving, Mother and Daughter both fell asleep. Only Mother and I remained awake, quietly brushing our Hands over each other's private areas and teasing one another.

After we had traveled for a while, I noticed on the navigation that there was a long tunnel ahead. I knew my chance had come. In fact, I had been paying attention to the tunnels along the route all along, wanting that thrill.

After making sure that nearly everyone around us was asleep, I pressed close to Mother's ear and said, "Mom, we're almost at the tunnel..."

Mother pinched my waist. "Little Rascal, you just love making your mom Toss and Turn..."

The moment we entered the tunnel, I pulled down my waistband and exposed my partly erect cock. Mother quickly lowered her head. To keep the Oral Sex sounds from becoming too loud, she thoughtfully did not use an In and Out sucking motion. Instead, she deep-throated me, using her mouth to firmly squeeze my cock, sending me into the Clouds.

After a while of Oral Sex, I felt I was just about to come—just barely holding back. I patted Mother and whispered, "Sister Xia, we're about to come out... Give me something exciting..."

Mother spoke into my ear. "Big Dick Son... come for Mother... I want to eat my son's semen... Mm... Mm... Father... I want it..."

I had not expected Mother to call me "Father" for the first time. The openness of a Mature Woman thrilled me beyond measure. I applied a little pressure to Mother's neck, and she immediately lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth again, squeezing even more forcefully. Before long, I emptied everything into Mother's mouth.

I could even feel her throat swallowing rhythmically. After she finished swallowing, Mother and I cleaned ourselves up, finishing before we came out of the tunnel.

Leaning close to the still-sleeping Mother and Daughter, I pressed against Mother and said, "Sister Xia, it was so exciting when you called me Father..."

"Did you like it? If you behave well in the future, I'll call you... Father..." Mother's reply excited me again. It was unrealistic to get hard immediately, so I could only give her Breasts several hard squeezes, stopping only after receiving her coquettish glare.

It was a pity that during that trip, I did not find a chance to make love with Mother. Still, I was content to have had such a tunnel Oral Sex experience.

In the years to come, Mother and I might have even more exciting moments. Looking back over all these years, I was glad that I had known to cherish Mother when I was young and had not forced her, allowing Mother to ultimately belong to me.

And when I was young, Mother had also given me a different kind of Mother's Love. She taught me about sex. Mother and I could be said to have supported each other through hardship and remained each other's confidants.

We had both left our best years and our best selves to each other. I only hoped that, at this very moment, Mother and I possessed each other's truest hearts. That would be enough...