As I tore off Mom's plump labia, chewing and swallowing them, a piece of my penis was also bitten off by Mom.
Mom's labia, covered in semen and vaginal fluid, smelled incredibly delicious to me; the slippery, tender flesh was chewed incessantly in my mouth.
After I had completely chewed up Mom's beautiful labia, I swallowed it with lingering relish.
At this point, Mom didn't continue eating the remaining half of my penis; instead, she began to gnaw on my scrotum. My mother had already crushed one of my testicles; she was biting into that half.
After tearing off a piece of my scrotum, she immediately put the remaining fragments of scrotum and testicles into her mouth and began chewing.
Extreme pain shot through my groin, the sound of my mother chewing my scrotum and testicle remains echoing in my ears.
Although my body was in excruciating pain, my mind was incredibly excited.
I thrust my hips repeatedly beneath my mother, my bleeding half-penis pressing against her face, leaving bright red streaks.
My mother bit into my missing scrotum again, completely erasing half of my scrotum; the crushed testicles were all in her mouth.
This time, however, my mother didn't chew. Instead, she turned around to face me and kissed me with her mouth still full of my scrotum and testicle remains.
Our mouths were filled with the taste of each other's flesh and blood. The pungent smell didn't disgust us; instead, it fueled our passionate kiss.
While my mother and I were kissing, she transferred her swollen testicles into mine, allowing me to taste my own scrotum and testicles for the first time.
After our passionate kiss, I began to think about using my own testicles.
The delicious taste filled me with immense pride. To have such a delicious penis, I began to anticipate the pleasure my loved ones would experience from my body.
After I finished eating my own egg sac, I hugged my mother and kissed her again. When our lips parted, she pleaded, "Son, husband, eat your mother again! Half of my breasts, ass, and cunt are still waiting for you! Good son, let my lowly breasts, lewd ass, and shameless cunt be completely yours!"
As she spoke, she rubbed her half-finished breast against my chest, and her half-bleeding vulva against my half-finished penis.
I hugged my mother back, kissing her beautiful shoulders and kneading her buttocks.
Then I whispered in her ear, "Of course your son wants to eat, but this time he wants roast meat!"
After saying that, I carried my mother to the grass and sat down with her.
My mother's bloodied and mangled buttocks made her too weak to sit, so I had her lie on her side and went to find some firewood and a rusty woodcutter's knife. After setting up a makeshift grill, I grinned wickedly and approached my mother, stroking her intact breasts. "Mom, my wife," I said, "these beautiful breasts will smell amazing when grilled."
Then, I took my rusty wood-chopping knife, gripped my mother's full breasts, and began to cut them off at the base.
The wood-chopping knife was far too dull; it couldn't cut through my mother's large, bouncy breasts.
I had to use the knife like a saw, slowly sawing off my mother's perfect breasts.
As my mother watched her perfect breasts slowly leave her body, she let out wanton moans, "Ahhhhh, my son, my husband, my breasts are going to be sawed off! My slutty breasts are gone! My breasts are going to be grilled for my son!"
Once the entire breast was sawed off, I immediately placed it on the prepared fire to roast.
But I didn't stop; I continued cutting away at my mother's beautiful flesh.
The remaining half of her buttocks and the remaining labia were also placed on the grill.
After the most delicious pieces of flesh from my mother's body were on the grill, her body was no longer beautiful.
Now, her face was covered in blood, her chest was like two beautiful, round, bloody plates; her buttocks were a bloody mess; and her once beautiful vulva was now a bright red, constantly bleeding hole.
After I finished with my mother's body, she looked at my half-penis and scrotum, and my plump buttocks, and her expression was one of longing.
Seeing her gaze, I unhesitatingly handed her the machete, then spread my legs and lay on my back on the ground.
My mother touched my still-erect penis, though only half of it remained, and without hesitation, swung the knife and chopped at it.
My mother was more merciful to me; she didn't treat me the way I treated her breasts and buttocks.
She channeled her inner energy into the knife, sharpening it, and easily severed my remaining half of my penis and scrotum.
Then my two plump buttocks were also cut off, and placed on the grill along with my penis and scrotum.
Looking at the food on the grill, my mother and I unconsciously drooled, waiting for it to cook.
At this moment, we completely lost patience.
I sat beside my mother, looking at her bloodied and mangled body, a strong desire rising within me.
But without my penis and myself, I couldn't fuck her; I could only keep kneading her bloodied holes.
Under my caresses, Mom's body aroused again. She hugged me tightly, then spread her legs, revealing the bloodied, mangled flesh between her thighs, and said, "Son, husband, please, use your big cock to fuck Mom's shameless cunt!"
Hearing Mom's words, I could no longer suppress my lust. After restoring my penis through internal energy, I was about to thrust it into Mom's pitiful cunt.
But Mom stopped me. Before I could understand, she used her internal energy to peel off the outer layer of my penis, turning it into a bloodied, fleshy rod.
Looking at my pitiful penis between her thighs, I could no longer contain my lust. I pushed Mom to the ground and pressed myself against her body.
My erect penis plunged into Mom's equally pitiful vulva without hesitation.
The pain in my groin almost made me cry out, but the mental pleasure excited me immensely.
My mother, feeling much the same way I did, let out moans that were hard to decipher, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
I pinned her down, my bloodied penis thrusting forcefully into her equally bloodied cunt.
With a series of rapid, slapping sounds, bright red blood replaced the usual splattering of vaginal fluid.
Our penises and cunts were in excruciating pain, yet our spirits were heightened by this unusual and cruel sexual stimulation.
My mother clung tightly to me, her cunt, devoid of labia and vaginal lubrication, enduring my relentless thrusting.
Her buttocks, now devoid of flesh, lay pressed against the grass, the grass beneath her already stained crimson with blood.
Frenzied screams escaped her lips.
I listened to the slapping sounds of her body against mine, my hips thrusting rapidly, completely forgetting the pain in my penis with excitement.
In less than fifteen minutes, the blood flowing from my penis and my mother's cunt completely stained our groin and the grass beneath us red.
The vagina, lubricated only by blood and devoid of vaginal fluid, excited me immensely during sex, while my mother's wanton and excited expression further thrilled me.
Lying beneath her, with only two bloody holes, I squeezed her bloodied buttocks as I thrust my body.
My powerful thrusting lasted less than fifteen minutes before I ejaculated inside my mother's vagina at the peak of my excitement.
When my penis was withdrawn from my mother's vagina, the scene of our penises and vaginas was even more pitiful.
My mother and I looked at each other's pitifully mangled bodies and burst into laughter.
In this unusual and stimulating sexual encounter, my mother and I didn't utter a single word, only moaning and thrusting our hips, enjoying this unprecedented mother-son erotic play.
After the passion subsided, we kissed and whispered sweet nothings, savoring the experience.
"Son, husband, your mom has never done this before! It's so exciting! I love it! Can we do this sometimes?"
Mom said, touching my battered, blood-soaked penis.
"Of course, son, I'll make sure my mom is completely satisfied," I replied, flipping Mom's beautiful flesh on the grill, while she flipped mine.
Looking at Mom's blissful expression and the several bloody holes in her body, I felt both proud and loving. But I knew very well that this kind of sex couldn't be done too often, or we'd definitely have psychological problems.
"My dear mother, my dear wife, we can play like this from now on, but we mustn't go too far. It can only be done with Yuxin and Daddy; other people might not be able to handle it. We absolutely mustn't let Tianci and the others see us; they're still young. If they become addicted to this kind of play, I'm worried it will have a bad influence on them."
After hearing my words, Mom nodded while fiddling with my penis, saying, "Silly boy, of course Mom knows. This kind of play is exciting at the time, but it hurts a lot afterward! Mom is in pain right now." "Oh my god, if we did this every day, Mom'd probably be terrified of even seeing a penis!"
As soon as Mom finished speaking, I touched the bloodied hole in her chest and whispered, "Mom, don't worry! I don't always want to play like this! I actually prefer being a cuckold, being humiliated by my wife and her lover! My dear mom, my dear wife, your son/husband prefers to see you being fucked like a bitch by your lover!"