The secret that can't be kept

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I don't know how many people here have actually done that, but I have. I don't want this secret to rot. There are many women who play around, but I think I've reached a real level. I've been with six women so far. Only two were prostitutes; the other four were perfectly respectable women. One of them was my mother. Those who have actually done it or want to can come and see.

The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was in junior high school. That afternoon, during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change.

When I got to the alley entrance, I saw my mother ride her bicycle into the team dormitory gate, with her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.

I didn't pay attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mother's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bicycle wasn't there. From this, it seems that guy is indeed a master at playing around with women; my mother was just one of his prey. My family lives on the second floor. As soon as I walked in, I knew something was wrong. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao talking. Their voices were definitely not normal. I saw everything through the crack in the door. My mother had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking incredibly smug.

My legs went weak. I was furious, but I didn't want to scream. Instead, I felt excited—it was strange, and I still don't understand it. Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, and they slid down her legs to the floor, revealing her white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands started touching and pinching them. My mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs were so weak I collapsed to my knees. The opening was even wider there, and I couldn't help but look.

He put my mother on the bed and started taking off his own clothes. My mother was curled up there, naked from the waist down, looking completely at his mercy. Xiao Miao took off his own clothes, pressed himself against my mother, and penetrated her, removing her top and bra as he thrust in and out, while simultaneously sucking her tongue.

My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of hair showing. The muffled sounds they made while sucking each other's tongues, the two overlapping and writhing bodies, made my legs tremble so much I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same process. I kept thinking about him, and even when I patted my mother's buttocks afterward, it was a carbon copy of his.

He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go. He slowly pulled out, his penis drooping, a few drops of semen dripping onto my mother's thigh.

He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother remained motionless as he touched her. He told my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks repeatedly, and my mother wriggled a few times, giggling coquettishly.

I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was throbbing so badly that sitting on it made my buttocks ache, and the glans had soaked through my underwear.

He stayed inside until almost four in the afternoon before coming out. I don't know how he abused my mother in there.

My dad wouldn't be back for another two days. I skipped all my afternoon classes because he came, and he always stayed until almost four. I squatted at the alley entrance, watching him and my mom go in together, and then he came out alone, looking both satisfied and exhausted, riding his bike wobbling away.

I knew that by then, my mom had already been groped by him and was lying naked on the bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost couldn't look at my mom, but she acted the same as usual.

On the third day, I came home from school and saw that my dad had already returned from his trip. I looked closely at my mom's expression, but I couldn't read anything.

That evening, as I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao suddenly came over. He and my dad acted like brothers, and my mom was even laughing beside him.

But my dad knew nothing. I was in my room listening to a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded. Xiao Miao jokingly asked my dad if he had done anything to betray his sister-in-law. My dad replied, "How could I dare? I'm not as capable as you." Xiao Miao laughed heartily.

Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis became erect again.

That night, I started masturbating. I masturbated for almost two years, always with the same content—the scene I had witnessed that day. It was always the same.

In my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost thirty and had a particular fondness for women.

He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a knack for playing with women. My first time having sex with a woman, especially a prostitute, I actually made her convulse. My friend was stunned.

Later, I got to know the woman better, and she asked me what kind of woman I liked. I asked her to find me a woman nearing forty.

She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like this."

The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost forty. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I didn't look for any other prostitutes; I only went to her.

Actually, the day before I slept with my mother, I had just been with Sister Lan. But while I was with her, she said something like, "If I were your mother, I'd be old enough. Why don't you sleep with your mother?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately.

When I got home, I stared at my mother's body. Two years ago, when Xiao Miao stripped her naked, her figure was almost identical to Lan Jie's plump waist.

Those two naked bodies lingered in front of me for a whole day and night. So, the next night was destined to be the end of my mother's life as a mother.

It was past eight o'clock after dinner. My mother was washing her feet in the living room when I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mother turned around, startled, and asked what I was doing. My breathing became heavy, and I touched my mother's face again.

My mother looked at me, startled, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao."

My mother's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked me what I was doing. I said, "I'll do it, you come with me."

My mother's eyes widened in shock. Before she could say anything, I hugged her.

My mother screamed, flailed her arms wildly, broke free, knocked over a basin, and ran into her bedroom. I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and forced her to the bedside like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants.

My mother gripped her belt tightly. Perhaps things happened too suddenly, because she quickly ran out of strength. At first, she was yelling and cursing, but when I pulled her pants down, she started begging for mercy. I pulled hard, and she fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants off like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, and rolled over, revealing her round, white buttocks. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go.

I started taking off my clothes. My mother turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She crawled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her scream spurred me on. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down.

My mother's face was deathly pale. Her hands, which were trying to push me away, were weak. She desperately tried to keep her legs together, but I spread them apart with my legs. My penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mother and kissed her face haphazardly. She dodged away from her face.

The head of my penis began to search for her vaginal opening. My mother was already in despair. She pushed me away haphazardly, but it was no use. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if she didn't recognize me.

At that moment, my glans touched the entrance of her vagina and went in a little. My mother's whole body immediately trembled. I pressed my buttocks down, and my penis went in. My mother's body immediately stiffened, and she stopped resisting. Her eyes turned blue, and she vomited

. I moved her a little and began to thrust. With my thrusting, my mother's head bobbed up and down, making gurgling sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, the vomit covering her face, my neck, and my chest. But I didn't feel any of that. The feeling of my penis inside my mother's vagina was extremely intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even properly enjoy this woman's body, I ejaculated. I had never ejaculated so quickly before.

The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released her and pulled my penis out. My mother lay there

with her legs spread wide, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, I kicked her leg, and she got up, not daring to look at me. She covered her genitals with one hand and got out of bed, naked, searching for clothes on the floor. She found her pants by the sofa, but trembling, she couldn't put them on for a long time.

My mother went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and returned to my room, my mind blank.

After a while, I heard my mother leave.

She didn't come back the next day either. I was a little worried that something might have gone wrong, so I called my mom's workplace. As soon as she heard my voice, she hung up. I was relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, intending to give her a more relaxed look when she returned.

But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mom had moved into my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't come back until my dad returned from his trip.

I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I became nervous, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid in the corner on the third floor.

But when I heard my dad open the door, nothing seemed amiss. He's a short-tempered person; if he had known, he definitely wouldn't have opened the door like that.

I felt a little relieved and went downstairs and inside. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mother, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.

My mother started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone, she would immediately leave. When my father went out, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him.

My cousin runs a shop, and having someone watch the house for her was something she was very happy about, but I was miserable.

More than two months later, my scrotum was swollen with semen.

I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body better than anyone. Although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full semen on my mother.

I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had a woman who was married, but she wanted to break up with her. What should I do?

Lan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. If she's a woman who hasn't been in the water, then you've got her. Once you've slept with her, she can't run away. Just sleep with her a few more times, and she'll give up on the idea. Women, once you've destroyed their sense of shame and made them give up, they're yours to play with. If you get her pregnant, then she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her."

I didn't touch Lan. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone in my cousin's family went out, and I cornered my mother alone.

As soon as my mother opened the door, she knew something was wrong. I squeezed inside. This time, my mom was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, knocking me down several times only to get back up. I stopped, and she leaned against the wall, her hair disheveled, her full breasts heaving. Before she could curse, I said softly, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao."

My mom sat down on the floor against the wall. I told her to come home with me; she was as docile as a lamb. I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door.

In the taxi, I couldn't resist hugging and rubbing her. The driver in front said, "Young man, you have good teeth, eating old grass?" My mom was so embarrassed she couldn't lift her head.

Back at the fleet compound, I had my mom walk ahead while I followed. I had to hunch slightly and walk with small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent.

As I went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mother. My mother didn't even look up and just walked past. The woman looked at my mother in surprise, but I pretended not to see her. As soon as

I entered the room, I immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother, seeing this, knew what was about to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the edge tightly, like a lamb to the slaughter. I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move.

I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis facing her face. My mother's hands gripped the edge of the bed so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as if she could escape by holding onto it. I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said.

I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt, and my mother trembled, reaching out to grab my hand. Wherever my hand went, her hand followed, but what was the use? As her bra finally came off, my mother lay naked on my bed.

I didn't immediately press myself against her. I watched her for nearly ten minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became. Her body slowly curled up, and she involuntarily covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and my mother covered her face with her hands.

I sat down next to her and began to run my hands over her body. Her whole body began to tremble slightly. My hand touched her soft breasts, and I gently pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened quickly and stood erect. After kneading them for a while, my hand moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs.

I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I

used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, the most sensitive spot for a woman. My mother finally couldn't take it anymore; her body began to twist, her legs tightly closed, but she let me open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to wet. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and probed; it became even wetter.

I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red.

I knelt down, embraced her, and said, "You're my woman now. My thing is already inside you. If we're together, no one will know."

She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was reluctant at first, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her.

This time it was real sex. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had accumulated over two months into my woman's womb. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's soft body for a while, then rolled over and pulled my penis out. As the glans left her vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets.

My mother stopped moaning, panting, her eyes watery, her plump body relaxing. Noticing me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest.

My mother was fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a wide bottom. Although her waist was a bit thick, it still had a guitar-like shape when she lay on her side. I lay comfortably, embracing this naked, slightly overweight body, touching my abundant spoils, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan and the others.

We lingered until dark. My mother got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she returned, she brought back two boxes of birth control pills.

Her uterus was retroverted, so she couldn't have an IUD. She usually made my dad use a condom when we were intimate, but now that she was with me, she had to take birth control pills.

That night, I slept soundly with my mom in my arms.

The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps, completely unaware of what happened.

I wasn't home when he came in. When I first saw him after returning from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned, but I quickly walked past him; we didn't talk much anyway. In that short time between the door and my room, I felt a surge of excitement, the excitement of possessing someone else's.

I immediately got an erection and had to use my hand to straighten my erect penis, otherwise my pants would have been too uncomfortable. It was thick and warm, bouncing against my lower abdomen.

I think that's probably what Xiao Miao felt when she always wanted to chat with my dad after she cheated on my mom. It's the feeling of facing a man you've cuckolded. Listening to my parents talking in the living room, my mom's white body immediately flashed before my eyes, I could feel her body temperature, and my penis instantly felt like it was being gripped by her vagina again.

My glans was wet again. But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed a different mood in my mom than in me. She wouldn't look at either me or my dad, like she'd done something wrong, and as soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen.

But my dad couldn't wait any longer; it was only a little past eight, and he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy. I knew my mom must be very conflicted.

A little over a month later, we encountered a close call.

That noon, my dad was supposed to go out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into bed with me. Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to hold her and sleep for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad returned, bringing an air conditioner repairman with him. Apparently, he found a cheap repairman and switched shifts.

Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at the vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear tucked under my body. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it.

I rushed out the door as soon as they left. I looked at my mother; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. My heart was pounding, but I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mother took it and wandered into the bathroom like a ghost. I hurried back to school.

From then on, I clearly sensed that my mother was contemplating ending things.

One afternoon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my father wanted to run short-distance routes. I immediately realized it was my mother's idea, and my anger flared. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women still need women to discipline them. But I didn't dare do anything rashly.

My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her composure. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news arrived: a construction site in Xiamen was starting work, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system. All the short-haul drivers had to go. This might not be good news for my mom. But the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again.

I'd been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I'd just been staring at my mom's body.

In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, it wasn't that I didn't have opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this transformed woman.

The day my dad left, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen that night. That

night, when I was in bed with my mom, she seemed a little out of touch with me after three months, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew this year was mine.

The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad calling. My mom crawled out of bed naked to answer the phone. Hearing another man's voice on the other end, I immediately became excited—a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pinned her down. After we made love once, I pulled her up, made her bend over, and then penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with my mom's breasts and belly, which became even softer as she bent over. Touching my mother's protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.

The next day, I went to the pharmacy near my house and bought some expired birth control pills from the owner. When I got home, I switched my mother's pills. She's still completely unaware of this.

I calculated my mother's ovulation period, and during those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched my mother's cervix. She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red, and her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen spurted into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a bow, and she desperately managed to squeeze out a groan from her throat.

But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I let go of her, ignoring the semen flowing from her vagina down her thighs, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take the pill. But the orgasm had made her slow to react; she didn't notice anything wrong with the pill.

My dad had only been gone a month when my mom's belly started to sag.

During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mom's body.

On the morning of the 6th, when she came back from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out that the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit.

My mom, being an experienced woman, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way.

A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. I quickly lost my joy too.

My mom told me that the car fleet had a medical station, which was also a family planning unit. Getting an abortion at an outside hospital required a certificate from the clinic, but everyone knew my dad had gone to Xiamen. My mom was afraid of dying; she wouldn't dare go to an unlicensed doctor.

My excitement about getting pregnant gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. My mom's body was getting heavier; after three months, the pregnancy would become visible. My mom panicked terribly, and to be honest, I also felt things were going to get bad.

Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom was desperate and called my dad, saying my uncle was critically ill and asking him to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, and he came back without even calling to verify.

When he got back, he only thought that maybe my mom was making a mountain out of a molehill. But he was still in a good mood; actually, he was quite pent up in Xiamen, having spent three days there and three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't let him use a condom. To be honest, I really admired that idea.

A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a prescription.

The woman at the clinic was quite perceptive; she figured something out. That evening, when she brought the prescription to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to her at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant." My mom had no choice but to casually admit she'd gained weight.

With the prescription, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I found pregnant women quite alluring. I stripped my mom naked and we had sex.

She was over three months pregnant. Her breasts had swelled, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the worries of the past three months.

The next day, I accompanied my mother to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting for her.

My mother's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried that it wouldn't be completely cleaned. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was larger and had moved to the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin. Otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mother was actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.

Days passed, and the weather grew hotter. My mother's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind it with cloth, but people in the caravan couldn't hide it so easily. They started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gotten fat!" My mother could only reply, "Yes, I've gotten fatter."

When she was more than four months pregnant, my mother's breasts were large, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were bulging. Her waist was also thicker, and her belly was getting bigger and bigger. My mother was already plump, and her skin was fair. In August, when it got really hot, my mother could no longer cover her belly. After hearing so much gossip, my mother made a decision and went out one morning without a cloth. As

soon as she stepped out the door, her bulging belly immediately became the center of attention. I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Lan-jie is right, when a woman gives up, she can be quite shameless. At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood in line with her pregnant belly; she was undeniably pregnant.

People in the queue love to gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely carrying an illegitimate child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine.

One day, while my mother was queuing in the cafeteria, people passing by would glance at her belly. Someone leaned on the table and shouted, "I want red eggs!"

My mom pretended not to hear. Her breasts were swollen, and she wasn't wearing a bra. It was summer, and she was dressed lightly. I saw a man next to her staring at her breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These past few days, I'd indulged in the tastes of pregnant women to my heart's content. My mom's protruding belly meant I could only use the doggy style.

I made her bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate deeply. My glans frequently touched the cervix; a pregnant woman's cervix is closed, like the tip of a nose, making my glans feel itchy. Finally, I reached twenty-four weeks. My mom's belly was bulging like a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule surgery and had some tests done first.

I waited outside and heard the doctor say that the fetus was developing well, and it was a pity to abort it. Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard the sound of my seed. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mother's name on it, she was 38 years old, her uterus was enlarged, she was 24 weeks pregnant, a singleton, and the pregnancy was on the right side.

The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mother's breasts became swollen and started producing milk.

The doctor said that she could use medication to stop lactation after the surgery. I didn't want that. Now my mother is completely my woman, and she listens to me completely. When the doctor came back and found out that my mother only wanted the medication and didn't want to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised that her glasses almost fell off.

After the doctor left, I reached inside my mother's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mother pushed my hand away, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until we were finished, neither the doctor nor the nurse asked me what my relationship with my mother was.

A month later, I resumed my sex life with my mother. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly, causing milk to be expressed. I would suckle my mother's breasts empty in the morning and evening, but at noon when I was at vocational school, my mother's breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to touch the table when sitting, and milk would overflow when she walked. Sometimes her chest would be wet, so my mother had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see this, and no one would say anything, but there would be a lot of gossip when she came out.

Several men started swarming around my mother. Two weeks before my father returned, I had her take medication to stop breastfeeding. But her breasts had grown considerably.

As soon as my father came back, he heard rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with another man's child while he was away.

One day, he locked himself in the door and argued with my mother, demanding to know what had happened. I heard my mother crying and yelling, saying, "You didn't use a condom those days, of course it's yours!"

He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. I naturally said I didn't know.

He was even more confused when he heard me say I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he had to give up. However, he changed to a shorter trip.

After holding back for almost a month, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of sleeping pills and had my mom put four in his drink. The effect was a bit slow. After drinking, he took my mom to the bedroom as usual and told me to sleep. How could I sleep?

I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he didn't wear a condom, but he really couldn't. He stripped my mom naked and tried to do it from behind, telling my mom to stick her butt out. But his penis wasn't fully erect. It was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike when I and Xiao Miao did it, which was pointed upwards.

He first played with my mother's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet so he could penetrate her more easily. But it wouldn't slip. He got angry and yelled at my mother, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you to death!"

My mother bent over and didn't say a word. But his thing wouldn't work. He rubbed it for a while longer, then smeared some saliva on his penis and tried to get it wet. Finally, it was slippery, but he still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart with his hands, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in,

and he started thrusting. But less than ten minutes later, his body stiffened, and he ejaculated. The drug gradually took effect, and he was exhausted. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep.

After he started snoring, my mom came out naked with a nightgown, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. She was startled when she saw me standing outside the door, her large breasts jiggling in front of her.

I was already hard, and when I touched my mom's genitals, they were still wet. I didn't care if she wiped them off; I picked her up, carried her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.

That was my first time having anal sex, and it felt really different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the entrance of her vagina. The inside of her vagina was also slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other hand to support her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched a wet mass. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet mass was pulled away, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs up towards my waist and inserted even deeper.

After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mother reacted, biting her lower lip. I hugged her plump waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusting. My mother started panting. I moved my hand under her buttocks again, lifted her up, and then thrust in as deep as possible. The head of my penis touched her cervix. This time it went in even deeper, a little further in. The opening of her cervix, like a small mouth, held the urethral opening at the tip of my penis. I pushed a few times, and my mother made a sound. Afraid that my father would hear, she held it in her throat and started gripping the sheets.

I knew my mom was close, so I increased my thrusting. My mom was panting heavily, trying to suppress her moans, her buttocks lifted up on their own, her body arched, her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened, and her areolas protruded. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if her little hands were gripping my penis. Her soft belly pressed tightly against mine, and I felt hot all over, sweating on my back. I was about to ejaculate.

I paused for a moment, remaining deeply inserted, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks. My mother relaxed a little, and I started thrusting again, touching her cervix. My mother's body tensed up again. I thrust to the cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and with a final thrust, a large gush of semen shot into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting.

My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp, panting beneath me.

My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother moved slower, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting. I lifted my head from beside her ear, and she wiped the sweat from my forehead. I pulled away from her and started kissing her. After a while, her body relaxed further, and her vagina stopped contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out. As the head emerged from her vagina, my mother let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly.

My mother turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I hugged her and patted her buttocks. She wriggled playfully.

I thought of Xiao Miao again, and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little, and my mom looked up and lightly slapped me.

I listened for a while, but nothing happened. In another room not far from us, my dad was snoring. We cuddled for a while longer. I saw it was almost one o'clock, so I patted my mom's round bottom and told her to go back. My mom cuddled with me for a bit longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly went away naked.

The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table.

I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyelids. I knew it was the first time she had done what she did the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her.

A little over a month later, I went to visit Sister Lan and unexpectedly ran into the same friend who had introduced me to Yu Xiaomei, Sister Lan's fellow villager. He was married now, but still a womanizer. He had returned to work as a driver in the trucking fleet. He was very happy to see me, and we took off our clothes and the three of us slept together.

I usually called him "Old Pao." He smiled at me and said, "You've hooked up with Sister Lan too." I said, "Sister Yu introduced us. Sister Lan and I have been lovers for a long time."

Old Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Sister Lan immediately laughed and said, "I've been a veteran player for a long time."

Old Pao said, "Even if I'm old, I can't beat him. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my groin, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting any erections? You're getting impotent from Lan Jie's playing with you, aren't you? I'll go first. You've never tried anal sex before, have you? Let me get you interested and make your little brother stand up." Actually, I'd already tried anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month. I didn't say anything, just laughed. Old Pao, being a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've tried it before, you're improving fast!"

Lan Jie, who was being pinned down by him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already hooked up with a woman, and she's not even wet yet. Before the New Year, he even asked me for tips on how to make her lose her erection." While vigorously thrusting into Sister Lan, Lao Pao said, "Great! Since you've already used her for a series of rounds, let me have some fun too. What do women do? Women who haven't been in the water are more interesting to play with."

Sister Lan had just said, "Those who have been in the water aren't interesting anymore," when Lao Pao silenced her with his tongue. Lao Pao, panting, rolled off Sister Lan after he had his fill of rubbing her. I wasn't feeling too strong right now and didn't want to move. Moving would cost money, and this woman was absolutely certain about that.

Lao Pao lit a cigarette and asked me if I wanted to have two rounds. Sister Lan, who was eating an apple with her buttocks exposed, saw that I didn't respond and said, "Lao Pao, haven't you done wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can take turns." Hearing this, I immediately got hard. They both laughed when they saw this and said, "Looks like this is what interests him."

I half-jokingly agreed with Lao Pao that I'd sleep with his wife in a few days.

I knew his wife; she worked in the train depot's canteen. She didn't seem particularly promiscuous, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a dirty joke from Lao Pao. I'm currently interning at the train depot, and Lao Pao works in the lead car.

A few days later, during a break from road training with the intern depot, Lao Pao showed up. He grinned wickedly and said, "Come to my house after you finish your shift."

He turned and left, and watching his retreating figure, I immediately got an erection.

After finishing my shift, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in a building behind mine. Passing the canteen, I saw his wife, Zhang Qin, sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up.

When I got to Lao Pao's door, I was a little puzzled. What was going on? Lao Pao opened the door.

After sitting down inside, I asked him, "What's up?" "

Didn't you miss my wife?" Old Pao lit a cigarette.

I said, "Are you serious, or just messing with me?" Old Pao didn't say anything more. We started watching TV. Around 7 PM, Old Pao's wife came home. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, put the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Old Pao followed her in, and came out in a flash, inviting me to eat.

I noticed his expression was starting to show excitement. I took a steamed bun and asked him what he was up to. Old Pao didn't answer, just looked at me with a half-smile. Seeing him gradually becoming excited, I started to understand. I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound.

I glanced at Old Pao again, and I started to feel something down there.

I ate two steamed buns, and Old Pao ate one. Neither of us spoke; the only sound was the evening news on the television.

I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed, and his eyes were unfocused. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room. I pressed the remote, turning off the television. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe; I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid.

I nudged his foot, and he said softly, as if in a daze, "Go." I was a little flustered and said, "She knows." He nodded.

I hesitantly stood up and walked towards the inner room. The room was dark, but by the dim light from the living room, I could see Zhang Qin sitting on the edge of the bed, fully clothed. I went in, and Lao Pao followed with a glass of water. I noticed a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed, and he sat down without a word, placing the water aside. The room was brightly lit.

I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife and put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife."

He gave a mumbled reply.

Zhang Qin was average-looking, and her figure was average too. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably barely volleyballs.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd slept with a woman in front of others, this was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband, and I knew her; I often saw her in the cafeteria.

I put one hand on her shoulder, momentarily at a loss for what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and remained silent.

After a while, I sensed something. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed.

I slipped my hands inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and began kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together.

Lao Pao sat there watching without moving. I ignored him and pressed myself against Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased. This gave me a kind of pleasure. I became truly excited, lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants.

Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. With a gentle pinch, Zhang Qin let out a moan, her thighs clamped together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my own, continuing to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, her body writhing. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against my hand, her buttocks twisting as she tried to dodge.

Seeing that it was about time, I pushed down, pulling her pants down, and Lao Pao let out another incoherent sound. I quickly stripped off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more.

I spread her legs, my penis pressing against her labia, which were wet—she was even wetter than my mother. I didn't rush in; I rubbed my penis against her labia, making them even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, removing her bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking it for a while and gently biting it a few times. Zhang Qin began to moan.

I spread her legs wider and began to search for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway.

Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deeply, and began to pump. As our movements quickened, Zhang Qin's breathing became increasingly rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, gasping for breath as he started to undress, piece by piece.

I thrust forcefully a few times deep into Zhang Qin's vagina, and she swayed her head from side to side, groaning uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I lost control too, gripping Zhang Qin's waist tightly and thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin struggled to shake her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly clutching my neck.

My buttocks twitched violently, I couldn't control myself anymore. I took a deep breath and thrust my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out from my urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, cried out, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go.

After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, relaxed completely, and panted heavily. Zhang Qin also panted and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't have the contraction that my mother had.

At this moment, Lao Pao hummed softly, stopped looking at us, lay back, and began to rapidly stroke his penis up and down with one hand, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back.

My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled it out. Zhang Qin lay there motionless, limp. I breathed softly, lying on my side beside her, watching Lao Pao. Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just rapidly stroking his penis and then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand.

After a while, Lao Pao suddenly grunted, his body contracting forcefully, arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times, then stopped abruptly. A large gush of semen gushed from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His slanted penis slowly went limp, falling against his thighs. The large pool of semen on his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket.

After a while, he slowly turned to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep.

Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay on my back next to her and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom.

I went into the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao saw me come out and gestured for me to sit down, while Zhang Qin continued eating her sunflower seeds without much reaction.

Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?"

I smiled and said, "Not bad." We both laughed.

After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?" Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside him.

Lao Pao saw I hesitated a bit and didn't say anything more, continuing to watch TV.

After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying, that bastard?"

I was stunned, not expecting her to ask that.

I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that." Before I finished speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter.

Old Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed the events of the past, only heard about them.

Zhang Qin said, "I see your mom in the cafeteria every day. Her belly is getting bigger every day. Who could she be hiding it from?"

I said, "I think she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those few days ago."

Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Look at that belly, she's probably five or six months pregnant. Does she think we're stupid?"

Old Pao immediately perked up, pestering me to tell him who had been to my house.

I hesitated for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Seeing that I was about to leave, Old Pao looked disappointed.

At this moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said quietly, "Could it be yours?" I'm actually not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment and then laughed. Old Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating her sunflower seeds and sat up straight on the sofa.

I nodded. The couple paused for a moment, then Lao Pao's face flushed with excitement, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin burst into loud laughter.

Lao Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother have sex once, while Zhang Qin frantically encouraged him from the side.

It was almost 1 a.m., and I was so tired from using so much energy on Zhang Qin earlier, I finally said, "Okay, okay."

Lao Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin rushed up to me with a burst of passion, rubbing against me and murmuring, "A man, a real man."

When I got home, I heard my father snoring coming from the bedroom. Lying in bed, I remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on top of my mother, and now it was Lao Pao again. I gradually became excited again.

The next morning, I got up. He was already gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Lao Pao, and got excited. I hugged her from behind.

My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work."

I didn't say anything and started making moves. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled and used her phone to ask for leave, then I pinned her down, unable to speak.

After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out some birth control pills. After my dad came back from Xiamen, the rumors, my mom's swollen breasts, and her still-growing belly and waistline made him certain that he had been cuckolded, but he couldn't do anything about it. He probably felt it was too unfair, so he stopped using condoms. My mom taking birth control pills was no longer something to hide. I stared at my mother's naked, fleshy body, still unable to speak. I decided to wait for another opportunity.

These past few days, Lao Pao had been wound up like a spring, incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog seeing meat, his mouth practically watering, his eyes following her every move until she turned away, then he seemed to snap out of it, swallowing hard and reluctantly looking away.

When my mother was getting food at the cafeteria, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious to everything, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day. Good heavens, this was the second time a woman had surprised me since my mother became pregnant.

Lao Pao clung to me like a dog begging for food. I was completely at a loss. I was worried that if I let him go, he would tell Sister Lan, and then I wouldn't be able to control himself.

That afternoon, road training finally ended, and I had nowhere to go, so I walked around until I reached Lao Pao's house. He hadn't come to work today, so he should be home.

I saw him squatting at the door from afar. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled at him and said, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?"

He smiled but didn't say anything. I said, "Come inside," but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while."

A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused for a moment, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The team leader is inside."

I was shocked and suddenly realized why he was able to come to the team to drive. Old Pao said, "What's the big deal? The captain's slept with every woman in the team. We used to think it was him who got your mom pregnant. When are you going to let me sleep with your mom? I'm going crazy!"

Just then, the door opened, and the captain came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Old Pao.

I didn't go in; Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Old Pao stared intently at me as he walked away, and I had a bad feeling.

Two days later, Old Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The captain's inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything.

When we arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the fleet, the captain was sitting in a private room. I sat down silently beside him, listening to Lao Pao and the team leader's banter. I just ate, waiting for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely going to get away this time, but I also wanted something in return.

Sure enough, after a while, the team leader turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been missing your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me my wish

." I didn't move, smiled, and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The team leader immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to Lao Pao, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one sentence: you can be the dispatcher's assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?"

As I was leaving, I told the team leader, "My dad's on short-distance runs now, I haven't had a proper workout in months." The team leader nodded with a half-smile and said, "Tomorrow he'll be on long-distance runs."

That evening, my dad came home and immediately berated the team leader for being heartless. I knew what was going on. I glanced at my mom; she looked pleased.

The next day at noon, my dad set off.

In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mom came home from work, carrying a lot of cooked food. She put it down and sat down next to me, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated.

That night, after we were done, my mom took her medicine and went to sleep. I watched her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep; I still didn't know how to start the conversation. Two

days later, I went to the dispatch room. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you were coming to the dispatch room. You're lucky!" I smiled.

As we were talking, a big, fat man came in and slumped into a chair, like a walrus lying on the beach. I recognized him immediately—it was the team leader. After he left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "You've been busy these past few days, haven't you? I've been quite free." I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too." He immediately perked up, patted me on the shoulder, and left.

Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to the old man, it's the day the team leader opens the door for my mom.

The night before, I had Zhang Qin come over. My mom was surprised to see her and wondered what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mom into my room. I listened, and although there didn't seem to be much noise inside, I knew Zhang Qin was talking to my mom.

Only ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing wildly inside. The door opened, and Zhang Qin came out, smiling at me and saying, "Tomorrow we'll have your mom's wedding candy!" Then she turned and left. After she left, I went into my room. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale.

She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around." My mother said, "They don't know any better. What if things get out of hand?"

I said, "We just take turns playing. Who would say anything? The team leader said you'll see when you've had your fun. There are plenty of people playing."

My mother said fiercely, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human! I got pregnant for you, and you still let people bully me!"

Although my mother was reluctant, she had no other choice now. I think things are much simpler when women talk to each other.

Two o'clock in the afternoon was the agreed time. My mom had been distracted all morning, and so had I. I felt a mix of regret and worry, but I didn't want it to end; this conflicting feeling persisted.

As two o'clock approached, my mom became increasingly restless. Before two o'clock even arrived, the doorbell rang. My mom's face immediately turned pale, and she sat motionless on the sofa.

When I opened the door, Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin immediately started laughing and talking loudly, then pulled my mom into my room.

The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I noticed his pants were bulging.

After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." As she spoke, she sat on my lap.

I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard my bed creak loudly. My heart skipped a beat; I figured he must have sat down next to my mother.

I was only focused on listening to what was going on inside and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down next to me, staring at the ceiling.

I heard the team leader talking to my mother, and then the sound of clothes rubbing together; my mother was quietly nudging him.

I stood up and peeked inside. The team leader was smirking, one hand around my mother's shoulder, the other inside her clothes, groping around. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the team leader's hand.

The team leader turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tighter, showering her face with kisses while his hand moved more vigorously inside.

My mother struggled softly, trying to push the hand away. The team leader, panting, turned to me and said, "Your mother's got some meat on her bones. I've been thinking about your mother for a while now."

My mother looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I shrank back, and then I heard the bed creak heavily inside. I looked again and saw the team leader had pushed my mother down onto the bed.

At that moment, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing and saying, "What are you looking at? Don't disturb them." The team leader heard this and immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing both of my mother's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mother cried out in pain, and the team leader said, "Be good and it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mother's shirt.

I turned around and sat on the sofa. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing and whispering, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for me?"

I smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Zhang Qin grasped my penis with her hand and laughed, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then I shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle, it hurts my heart!" The team leader laughed loudly from inside, and the sounds from the bed became even louder.

After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away and stood up to look inside.

My mother's top had been pulled open, her bra was hanging there, and her breasts were exposed. The team leader's one hand was still tightly gripping both of my mother's hands, while his other hand was groping my mother's upper body. His mouth was tightly covering my mother's mouth, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of disheveled hair showing.

After groping for a while, the team leader's hand went down and into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and raised her thighs together.

The team leader turned around and saw me watching. He panted and said, "Your mom's pretty strong." With that, he pulled down my mom's pants halfway down.

Just then, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mom's pant legs, and yanked them off completely. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. My mom was now naked. The team leader released my mom, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you."

Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mom, naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly crossed over her chest.

The team leader, naked, revealed his large belly, his penis thick and erect. She asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?" I said, "Of course the captain's is bigger."

The captain laughed and asked, "Have you seen your dad's? Whose is bigger?" I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course the captain's is bigger!"

The captain patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and suck on it." Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans.

After sucking for a while, the captain looked at my mother, who was naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down.

Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, hugging me and saying, "Let's do it."

My penis was still soft, and when Zhang Qin touched it, she immediately felt a little disappointed. The team leader started thrusting vigorously. Zhang Qin, watching, said to me, "Your mom's really plump, her breasts are all round."

Without turning around, the team leader shouted, "Shut your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring.

The team leader thrust in and out, and my mom's head bobbed up and down with the rhythm. After a while, the team leader rubbed my mom's breasts with his hands, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat."

My mother's face started to turn red because we were all watching. She closed her eyes awkwardly, but her breathing became rapid. I knew she was starting to feel it. After a few more thrusts, my mother started to moan. The captain heard this and immediately increased his efforts. My mother's hands began to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the captain gasped and cried out, "Oh, oh, it's contracting, it's contracting!"

The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme. The veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back.

Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, hugging my mother tightly, pressing his penis deep inside. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; the captain's penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her. After ejaculating, the

captain let out a long breath, then thrust into my mother for a while longer before releasing her with satisfaction, turning over and pulling his penis out.

My mother, after being released, covered her face and turned to the other side. The captain panted for a moment, patted my mother's buttocks, and said, "That was amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "More flavorful than you, you know how to pull back." He turned my mother around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave.

I knew he wanted to relive those moments. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside, and Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mom shrink?" I nodded.

The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom for a while; from the sounds, my mom gradually became more comfortable.

I didn't want to do anything, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me, and we turned on the TV. The team leader and my mom stayed in there together until almost 6 PM.

The team leader came out wearing one of my mom's undergarments. Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is here!" The team leader laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries.

Zhang Qin went out. The team leader wasn't wearing much, just one of my mom's undergarments, and sat opposite me, calling for my mom to come out. My mom came out wearing the undergarment, and the team leader shouted, "I told you to come out naked! What are you wearing? Take it off!"

My mom immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He hugged my mom and me, chatting idly. Seeing my mom naked and nestled in his arms like a rabbit, I felt a pang of unease.

The team leader casually patted my mom's body and said to me, "Your mom's usually pretty tight-fitting, but today she got her hands on him, she's really enjoying herself." He then squeezed my mom's breasts and said, "You've made your mom's breasts so big, you've really had your fun. Almost six months along, is it a boy or a girl?"

I said, "It's a boy." The team leader nodded, "Good job, good job. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mom."

Zhang Qin came back, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the team leader's wedding. While eating, the team leader hugged my mom and said, "Give me one too," and my mom immediately smiled. After dinner, the team leader carried my mom into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting up again over there, I got a feeling and took advantage of Zhang Qin.

The next morning, the team leader and my mom waited for Lao Pao to knock on the door before getting up. The two of them were so clingy, they really seemed like a married couple.

I let go of Zhang Qin and got up to open the door for Lao Pao to come in. Lao Pao heard my mom and the team leader getting up inside and said, "The team leader is an expert at opening doors, now even your mom will let you in."

At this moment, the team leader came out, and Lao Pao immediately rushed over and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, the team leader opened the door, when can I come in?"

The team leader gave a curt look and said, "I'll play for two days, then you can talk to me." Old Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife. They didn't leave until noon, because my dad had finished his shift and was coming back that afternoon.

After they left, my mom went back to her bedroom and lay down on the bed, fully clothed. I went in and asked her how it was. My mom turned over and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, my dad came back. Apart from finding a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't notice anything else. After I had given her a few nights of anal sex a few days ago, my mom was quite relaxed.

That night, I heard some noise over there again and couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad was washing the car when the team leader came over and patted my dad on the shoulder.

My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The team leader smiled, glanced at me, and said, "I'm a groom now."

Hearing the team leader say he was a groom, I felt really uncomfortable. He was the groom, and my mother was the bride; they opened the door for him just like that. Thinking back to yesterday, my mother was sitting naked in his lap, the two of them hugging and laughing. It felt like my mother was no longer my woman. My heart ached.

My father left that day; this long-distance mission wouldn't be back for over a month.

The team leader, having enjoyed his time with my mother, probably felt some guilt towards my father, so he gave him double the bonus. My father, unaware of the situation, thought the team leader was taking care of him, and instead of scolding the team leader for being heartless, he praised the team leader for his loyalty. He had no idea that while he was away, someone was having sex with his wife in his own home.

For the next week or so, the team leader came to my house almost every day to have sex with my mother. Zhang Qin often came along too.

The team leader was having sex with my mother in the room, without closing the door, making the bed creak and groan. After he finished, the team leader came out to smoke, and my mother cleaned herself up, then ran out naked, sat on the team leader's lap, and clung to him. They completely ignored us sitting nearby.

At this point, the team leader would excitedly compliment my mother on her beauty, how fair and tender her skin was, and how her vagina could contract, making his penis feel incredibly good.

My mother would laugh, reach out and grab his penis, jokingly saying that this naughty thing was hurting her and that she was going to tear it off. The team leader would often deliberately ask my mother in front of me, "Whose penis is bigger, yours or mine?" My mother would laugh and say, "Of course yours is bigger."

The team leader laughed and said to me, "Kid, did you hear that? You'd better work on getting bigger down there, or your mom won't let you into her bed anymore. Look how beautiful your mom is, with such delicate skin. It would be such a waste if you couldn't have her." My mom didn't say anything at this point.

After the teasing and eating and drinking, the team leader would pick up my mom's naked, snow-white body and carry her into the house, throw her onto my dad's bed, and then start having sex with her.

One time, he didn't even go into the house; he just started having sex with my mom in the living room. He made my mother lie face down on the sofa, her large, white, pink buttocks raised high. He slapped her buttocks a few times with his swollen penis, then aimed the head of his penis at her vagina and thrust it in. All the while, he exclaimed how soft and tight her vagina was.

He fucked my mother like a pile driver, one thrust after another, and my mother moaned loudly. But I felt like my mother's moans were a bit deliberate.

Because my mother has a gentle personality, even when I fucked her and she felt great, she only dared to moan softly, afraid of being heard. But maybe this time, the team leader's fucking of her was more intense than mine, leading to a more intense release of her sexual desire. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little deflated.

Not wanting to be outdone, I grabbed Zhang Qin and slammed her onto the coffee table, ripped off her pants, and started fucking her. After a while, Zhang Qin started moaning and groaning.

These days, the team leader is completely obsessed with my mother's body. He comes straight to my house after work, pulls down his pants as soon as he walks in, and fucks her.

Sometimes he even spends the night with her. He's been putting off his promise to let Lao Pao open the door for my mother, saying he wants to enjoy his "groom's" pleasure for a few more days.

Although Lao Pao drools over my mother's snow-white body, he can't do anything about it. These days, he either goes out to brothels or comes to my house to take turns fucking his wife with me. It was a good thing for that slut Zhang Qin; she was gang-raped by the two of us men until her body went limp, and her eyes were practically overflowing with sweetness when she looked at us.

To be honest, seeing my mother being taken advantage of by the team leader like that wasn't unacceptable to me. I was the one who agreed to let the team leader open the door for my mother in the first place. Besides, seeing my beautiful mother, who used to be subservient to

me, being raped by another man and moaning incessantly, also excited me. The problem was that ever since the team leader took advantage of her, my mother had become indifferent to me. She wouldn't talk to me unless there was something important, and when she did, her words were indifferent, a stark contrast to how clingy she was to the team leader after he finished with her.

Sometimes after the captain left, I would excitedly carry her into the house, press myself against her, and have sex with her. She would close her eyes and let my penis penetrate her. After a while, she would respond, her body twisting slightly, moaning softly. But after I ejaculated, she would push me away without a word, take a birth control pill, wipe away the semen, and fall asleep facing inwards.

I would call her, lie down beside her, and touch her breasts. She would let me touch them, only saying faintly, "It's getting late, let's sleep." Before, if I made her feel good, after ejaculating, she would gently suck on my penis, licking the semen off, then flirt with me for a while before wanting me to hold her tightly before falling asleep. Now she's like this. Could it be that the team leader was really too good at seducing women, and that he had slept with my mother so well that she fell for someone else? I felt incredibly touched.

Eventually, even the team leader noticed something was wrong with our relationship. After all, the team leader wasn't intentionally humiliating me by doing this to my mother in front of me; he was just a rough and ruthless man who enjoyed playing with women and would do whatever he felt comfortable with. On the contrary, he seemed to admire me quite a bit.

One day, after work, he took advantage of my mother as usual, then held her naked body on his lap and played with her for a while before saying, "Accountant Xu, I've been taking up too much of your time these past few days, it's affecting your relationship. How about this, we'll call it a day, you two have a good chat. I know we're making you uncomfortable, Zhang Qin and I will go first. Kid, take good care of your mother." He winked at me as he spoke.

I was about to speak when I saw my mother's smiling face suddenly darken. My heart sank. After a moment of silence, my mother giggled and hugged the captain's neck, saying, "Captain, you're already tired of me? Are you in such a hurry to leave because you've already set your sights on someone else's wife? If you're really tired of me, then I'll leave."

The captain glanced at me apologetically, then hugged my mother tightly, touching her large, white breasts. He laughed and said, "My little darling, what are you saying! How can I ever get tired of such a beauty like you? I wish I could shoot all my balls into your little cunt! Hehe, but, cough, cough." He glanced at me again.

Seeing my mother's attitude, I felt a nameless anger rising within me. But I could only laugh and say, "Yes, yes, what are you saying, Captain! My mother is right at home, isn't she? I'll have plenty of opportunities to play with her. We agreed to just have some fun. You should open the door for my mother a few more times. I still have this little slut, Zhang Qin!" As he spoke, he reached inside Zhang Qin's clothes and began to fondle her large, white breasts. Zhang Qin playfully slapped me a few times, saying, "You brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?" But she let me play with her breasts.

That night, the team leader didn't leave; he stayed to sleep with my mother. I also let Zhang Qin stay the night with me, knowing that Lao Pao had gone out to brothels again.

Zhang Qin, that slut, couldn't be happier. Hearing the creaking of the bed in the next room, I knew the team leader was having sex with my mother again. Thinking of my mother's fair and delicate body being pressed under the team leader's big body, moaning and being fucked, I felt very uncomfortable, but physically aroused. I pressed myself on Zhang Qin's naked body and started having sex with her.

I woke up after a while, and feeling thirsty, I got up to go to the living room for a drink of water. I found that the light was still on in the room where my mother and the team leader were sleeping, and they were talking. "Aren't they finished yet?" I heard the team leader say, "Isn't it bad for you to treat your son like this during the day?"

My mother was silent for a moment and said, "It's not bad at all. Oh, team leader, don't spoil the fun, okay? You're sleeping with me, why are you bringing up my son!"

The team leader said, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it, baby, spread your legs, I'll fuck you again!"

My mother said, "Team leader, didn't we just finish not long ago? Are you going to do it to me again?"

The team leader chuckled and said, "Who told you to have such a tempting body? You touched my dick and..." "It's swollen up."

Mom said, "Oh, it's really swollen up so much! Captain, you really can't squeeze it dry! I'm going to suffer again."

The captain said, "What suffering? You're going

to have a good time!" Mom said, "Turn off the light." The captain said, "Why turn off the light? If the light is off, I won't be able to see your pretty face. It'll be so unpleasant! Baby, your breasts are so white and big!"

I heard the bed creak, and at the same time my mom screamed. I knew the captain's big cock had entered my mom's vagina.

While fucking my mom, the captain asked, "Beautiful lady, am I fucking you well?"

My mom moaned and said, "Yes, Captain, your thing is so big, it feels so good! I like it when you play with me, Captain." She added, "I don't like my son fucking me now!"

I was furious. Back in the house, I turned Zhang Qin around, pressed her down, and fucked her again. Then I slowly fell asleep.

The next day, neither Lao Pao nor I went out. I asked him to go to a brothel. We called two pretty prostitutes, each of us taking one.

I was burning with desire, using my penis to release my pent-up desire. After a while, we both ejaculated, paid the prostitutes, and let them leave. I lay in bed to rest.

Old Pao said, "Brother, you must be feeling down. Your mom's been treating you like this these past few days, it really doesn't seem right."

I didn't hide anything from Old Pao, so I said, "My mom wasn't like this before. I don't know what happened."

Old Pao said, "I think there seems to be some misunderstanding between you and your mom. Why don't the team leader not come to your house for the next couple of days? You and your mom can have a good talk. I'll talk to the team leader. After all, we're all in this wife-swapping game for fun. If we make everyone unhappy, it's not fun. Don't worry, the team leader isn't the kind of person who would steal someone's love."

For three days in a row, the team leader didn't come to play with my mom. After work, I ate dinner and still slept in the same bed as my mom and dad. My mom let me take off her clothes and let me penetrate her. Judging from her reaction to me having sex with her, it didn't seem like she disliked it as she claimed. But aside from her reaction during sex, her attitude was the same as the previous few days.

I was completely baffled. However, from dinner to bedtime, Mom kept glancing towards the door several times.

I knew she was wondering why the captain hadn't come to have sex with her. Hmph, she misses the captain's big cock! I felt a pang of jealousy.

On the third day, after dinner, Mom finally asked me, "Why hasn't the captain come these past few days?"

I watched TV, absentmindedly changing channels with the controller, and coldly replied, "Who knows? It's only been three days. It's normal for him not to come. Nothing strange about it."

"But he came almost every day a few days ago... to our house, why suddenly..."

I put down the controller and looked at her coldly: "What's wrong? Is your pussy itchy? Want the captain's big cock? You slut!"

Mom was stunned, then said angrily, "You...you're saying such awful things!"

I stood up and looked at Mom: "Awful? When you were letting the captain fuck you, you were so slutty! Weren't you slutty? And when you slept with me, you were the same! You..." "So you like being fucked by the captain's big cock so much? Am I really that much worse than him? I told you, you slut! You whore!"

Mom screamed, "Yes! I like being fucked by the captain, so what? The captain knows how to play with women, and his cock is big. I like his big cock fucking my cunt. Is it any of your business? He's better than you! So what?"

I was stunned. My mother was usually very polite and never spoke rudely. Now she was saying this because she was extremely angry.

My mother continued, "Who asked me to sleep with other men? You let other men play with your own mother, are you even human? That day you just watched me being raped by the captain, not only did you not care, but you even helped the captain rape me. Now, is it my fault? Isn't it your own fault?"

I was speechless. So that's how it was. I was both angry and anxious, and I started crying, saying between sobs that I said we were just having some fun, why did you have to take it seriously? How could you treat other men better than me? I had no choice at the time, they knew about me and you, I could only cover it up like that. I regret it so much!

Seeing me crying so sadly, my mother softened. She came over and hugged me, saying, "Okay, okay, don't cry, Mom doesn't blame you anymore, okay?" Seeing that I had stopped crying, my mother said that she had actually been acting this way on purpose these past few days, deliberately trying to anger me. She was furious that I had given her to another man and even helped him rape her, so she wanted to get revenge. But now that it was too late, and besides, I knew I was wrong, so she didn't blame me.

I asked my mother, "Then why did you say you didn't like me doing it when you

were sleeping with the captain that night?" A sly smile appeared on my mother's fair face: "I knew you were outside. I heard you drinking water. Do you think I don't know your habits? I said it on purpose. The captain knows best about that too. I was winking at him while I was talking."

A huge weight lifted from my heart, and seeing my mother's unusually sly smile, I couldn't help but laugh.

My mom smacked me and said, "You're crying and laughing all the time. You're almost a father, yet you're still acting like a child!"

Hearing this warmed my heart. After all, I had gotten my mom pregnant and almost gave birth to the baby.

How could Mom not care about me? I hugged her and asked, "Mom, so you don't actually like the captain messing with you? I went to tell him it's over now and he shouldn't come anymore. Anyway, he's already done it to you these past few days."

Mom sighed, "It's not like that. The captain is generous and knows how to play with women. And his... his thing is big. Any woman would enjoy being with him. At first, I was forced to let him rape me, but once he got the hang of it, I felt like I was being fucked. The other day he came to do it to me every day, and he really made me feel good!" Hearing

this, I panicked again. Mom smiled and kissed me on the lips, saying, "Don't rush, let me finish. But you're no worse than the captain. You're young and energetic, a natural at playing with women, and your skills are even better than the captain's. Besides, you're my own son, but you almost became the father of my child. When you're on top of me, penetrating me and ejaculating, the stimulation is something I can't experience with the captain. So, it's true I enjoy being with the captain, but I like my good-for-nothing son even more!"

Mom smiled again and said, "Actually, what I wish most was that you two were both my husbands, making me feel comfortable every day." At this point, Mom blushed, because she remembered that her real husband was still working hard outside, while she was cheating on him at home!

Now, the storm had finally passed. I looked at Mom with a mischievous smile and said I wanted to open her door. Mom smacked me, saying that the team leader had slept with me that day and then claimed to be the groom. "

We won't invite them over these next few days. You be the groom, and Mom will be your bride, okay?" I cheered.

Mom said, "Let's consummate our marriage right now, okay? Mom will marry you and be your bride." I breathed heavily as I entered. I started taking off Mom's top. Mom unhooked her bra herself, and her two large, white breasts were right in front of me. I reached out and touched them. Suddenly, Mom whispered in my ear, "You little rascal, don't you really like it when the team leader slept with me?

When the team leader was on top of me, your little thing was so swollen, did you think I didn't see it?" I chuckled awkwardly.

My mother held my penis in her soft, white fingers and said, "Look, it's getting hard. Do you want to be Mommy's groom?" I said I wanted to so badly.

My mother said, "Then play with Mommy as much as you want. I won't allow it until you've made Mommy feel good. You can play with Mommy however you want. Haven't you always wanted to ejaculate in Mommy's mouth? Today, you can penetrate Mommy first, and then Mommy will let you ejaculate in Mommy's mouth, and Mommy will even swallow the semen, okay?" I kept saying, "Okay, okay, okay." My penis swelled up even more.

My mother took off her pants herself, and now she was completely naked.

She suddenly smiled mischievously, reaching between her snow-white legs, and said, "See this part of Mom's? Remember when the captain used his... you know..."

I interrupted Mom, panting, "Mom! I want you to swear! Swear!"

Mom also started panting, then touched between her legs and said, "Okay, Mom will swear." What's this? This is Mom's pussy, do you remember? Mom was pinned down by the captain, her thighs spread apart, her pussy and pubic hair exposed, and the captain inserted his huge penis into Mom's pussy! Did you see that? "The captain's huge cock is fucking Mom's little cunt, are you excited? Now do you want to fuck Mom's little cunt with your big cock like the captain, Mom's little husband?"

My cock was so swollen from Mom's incredibly lewd words that it was about to explode. I didn't even have time to get to the bed. I pushed Mom down onto the sofa and yelled, "Mom, spread your legs and stick your little cunt out, your son's big cock is going to go in!" I said and pressed down on her.

With Mom's soft cry, my swollen cock went all the way in! I thrust in and out like a pile driver. Mom hugged me tightly and said, "Mom's little husband, your cock is as big as the captain's now."

I thrust for what seemed like forever until Mom climaxed. Her vagina contracted repeatedly, gripping my penis.

I held back from ejaculating and continued thrusting. When Mom climaxed a second time, I said, "Mom, I'm going to cum." Mom said, "Cum in my mouth," and opened her mouth. I pulled out my penis and thrust it into Mom's mouth, ejaculating. This time I was so excited that a lot of semen came out. Mom opened her mouth, letting me see it full of semen, and then swallowed it.

Mom and I both lay down on the sofa, our bodies twitching slightly.

After a long while, Mom let out a long sigh: "This is the most comfortable I've ever had!"

I stroked Mom's snow-white body and asked her, somewhat puzzled, "Mom, why were you so uninhibited today, saying such lewd things? I can hardly believe it."

Mom blushed and said, "It's probably because my life these past few days has been too lewd, and then I said those things during our argument just now. I unconsciously lost my sense of shame. What, don't you like Mom like this, my little husband?"

"I like it! I like it so much!"

I don't know how many people here have actually done that kind of thing, but I really have. I don't want my secret to fall apart. There are many women who play around, but I think I've reached the real level. I've already been with six women. Only two were prostitutes; the other four were perfectly respectable women. One of them was my mother. Those who have actually done it or considered it can take a look.

The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was in junior high school. That afternoon, during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change.

When I got to the alley entrance, I saw my mother ride her bicycle into the team dormitory gate, with her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.

I didn't pay attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mother's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bike wasn't there. It seems that guy is indeed a master at playing with women; my mother was just one of his prey. My family lived on the second floor, and as soon as I entered, I felt something was wrong. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao talking. Their voices were definitely not normal. Through the crack in the door, I saw everything. My mother had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking incredibly smug.

My legs were weak; I was angry, but I didn't want to scream. Instead, I felt excited—it was strange, and I still don't understand it. Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, and they slid down her legs to the floor, revealing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands began to touch and pinch them. My mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs were so weak I collapsed to my knees. The opening in that spot was even wider, and I couldn't help but look.

He put my mother on the bed and started taking off his own clothes. My mother was curled up there, naked from the waist down, seemingly at his mercy. Xiao Miao took off his own clothes, pressed himself against my mother, and penetrated her, removing her top and bra as he thrust in and out, while simultaneously sucking her tongue.

My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of hair showing. The indistinct sounds they made while sucking each other's tongues, the two overlapping and writhing bodies, made my legs tremble so much I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same process; I kept thinking about him, even patting my mother's buttocks afterward was a replica of his.

He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go. He slowly pulled out, his penis drooping, a few drops of semen dripping onto my mother's thigh.

He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother remained motionless as he touched her. He told my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks repeatedly, and my mother wriggled a few times, giggling coquettishly.

I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was throbbing so badly that sitting on it made my buttocks ache, and the glans had soaked through my underwear.

He stayed inside until almost four in the afternoon before coming out. I don't know what he did to my mom while he was inside.

My dad was out driving and wouldn't be back for another two days. I didn't go to class that afternoon because he came. Every time, he stayed until almost four o'clock before coming out. I squatted at the entrance of the alley and watched him and my mom go in together, and then he came out alone, looking comfortable but tired, and rode away on his bike, wobbling along.

I knew that my mother had already been groped by him and was lying naked on the bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost didn't dare to look at my mother, but she acted as usual.

On the third day, I came home from school and saw that my father had already returned from his trip. I looked closely at my mother's expression, but I couldn't tell anything.

That night, as I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came over. He and my father acted like brothers, and my mother was even smiling beside him.

But my father knew nothing. I was in my room listening to a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded. Xiao Miao asked my father with a grin, "Did you do anything to betray your sister-in-law?" My father said, "How could I dare? I'm not as capable as you." Xiao Miao laughed heartily.

Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis became hard again.

That night, I started masturbating. I masturbated for almost two years, always with the same content—the scene I witnessed that day. It was always the same.

When I was in my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost thirty and had a particular fondness for women.

He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a talent for playing with women. My first time having sex with a woman, and a prostitute at that, I actually made her convulse. My friend was stunned.

Later, I got to know that woman better. She asked me what kind of woman I liked best, and I asked her to find me a woman who was almost forty.

She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like this."

The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost forty. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I stopped looking for other prostitutes and only played with her.

Actually, the day before I slept with my mom, I had just been with Lan Jie, but while we were having sex, she said something like, "If I were your mom, I'd be old enough, why don't you sleep with your mom?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately.

When I got home, I stared at my mom's body. Two years ago, when Xiao Miao stripped her naked, she looked almost exactly like Lan Jie's plump waist.

The two naked bodies lingered in front of me for a whole day and night. So the next night was destined to be the end of my mom's life as a mother.

It was past eight o'clock after dinner. My mother was washing her feet in the living room when I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mother turned around, startled, and asked me what I was doing. My breathing became heavy, and I touched her face again.

My mother looked at me, startled, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao."

My mother's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I wanted. I said, "I'll come, come with me."

My mother's eyes widened in shock. Before she could say anything, I hugged her.

My mother screamed and flailed her arms wildly, breaking free and knocking over the basin. She ran into her bedroom, and I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and forced her to the bedside like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants.

My mother gripped her belt tightly. Perhaps things happened too suddenly, because she quickly ran out of strength. At first, she was yelling and cursing, but when I pulled her pants down, she started begging for mercy. I pulled hard, and she fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants off like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, and rolled over, revealing her round, white buttocks. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go.

I started taking off my clothes. My mother turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She crawled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her scream spurred me on. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down.

My mother's face was deathly pale. Her hands, which were trying to push me away, were weak. She desperately tried to keep her legs together, but I spread them apart with my legs. My penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mother and kissed her face haphazardly. She dodged away from her face.

The head of my penis began to search for her vaginal opening. My mother was already in despair. She pushed me away haphazardly, but it was no use. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if she didn't recognize me.

At that moment, my glans touched the entrance of her vagina and went in a little. My mother's whole body immediately trembled. I pressed my buttocks down, and my penis went in. My mother's body immediately stiffened, and she stopped resisting. Her eyes turned blue, and she vomited

. I moved her a little and began to thrust. With my thrusting, my mother's head bobbed up and down, making gurgling sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, the vomit covering her face, my neck, and my chest. But I didn't feel any of that. The feeling of my penis inside my mother's vagina was extremely intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even properly enjoy this woman's body, I ejaculated. I had never ejaculated so quickly before.

The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released her and pulled my penis out. My mother lay there

with her legs spread wide, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, I kicked her leg, and she got up, not daring to look at me. She covered her genitals with one hand and got out of bed, naked, searching for clothes on the floor. She found her pants by the sofa, but trembling, she couldn't put them on for a long time.

My mother went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and returned to my room, my mind blank.

After a while, I heard my mother leave.

She didn't come back the next day either. I was a little worried that something might have gone wrong, so I called my mom's workplace. As soon as she heard my voice, she hung up. I was relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, intending to give her a more relaxed look when she returned.

But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mom had moved into my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't come back until my dad returned from his trip.

I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I became nervous, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid in the corner on the third floor.

But when I heard my dad open the door, nothing seemed amiss. He's a short-tempered person; if he had known, he definitely wouldn't have opened the door like that.

I felt a little relieved and went downstairs and inside. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mother, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.

My mother started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone, she would immediately leave. When my father went out, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him.

My cousin runs a shop, and having someone watch the house for her was something she was very happy about, but I was miserable.

More than two months later, my scrotum was swollen with semen.

I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body better than anyone. Although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full semen on my mother.

I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had a woman who was married, but she wanted to break up with her. What should I do?

Lan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. If she's a woman who hasn't been in the water, then you've got her. Once you've slept with her, she can't run away. Just sleep with her a few more times, and she'll give up on the idea. Women, once you've destroyed their sense of shame and made them give up, they're yours to play with. If you get her pregnant, then she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her."

I didn't touch Lan. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone in my cousin's family went out, and I cornered my mother alone.

As soon as my mother opened the door, she knew something was wrong. I squeezed inside. This time, my mother was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, and several times I knocked her down but she would get back up. I stopped, and my mother, her hair disheveled, leaned against the wall, her full breasts heaving violently. Before she could curse, I said softly, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao."

My mother sat down on the floor against the wall. I told her to come home with me, and she was as docile as a lamb. I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door.

In the taxi, I couldn't resist hugging and rubbing my mother in my arms. The driver in front said, "Young man, you have good teeth, eating old grass, huh?" My mother was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head.

Back at the fleet compound, I had my mother walk ahead while I followed. I had to hunch over slightly and walk with small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent.

As we went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mother. My mother didn't even look up and just walked past. The woman looked at my mother in surprise, but I pretended not to see her.

As soon as I entered, I closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother, seeing this, knew what was about to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the frame tightly like a lamb to the slaughter. I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move.

I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis pointing at her face. My mother's hands gripped the bed frame so tightly her knuckles were white, as if holding onto it would allow her to escape. I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said.

I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt, and she trembled, reaching out to grab my hand. Wherever I unhooked, her hand followed, but it was no use. As her bra finally came off, my mother lay naked on my bed.

I didn't immediately press myself against her. I watched her for almost ten minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became. Her body slowly curled up, and she involuntarily covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and she covered her face with them.

I sat down beside her and began to run my hands over her body. She started to tremble slightly. My hand touched her soft breasts, and I gently pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened quickly and stood erect. After kneading them for a while, my hand moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs.

I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I

used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, the most sensitive spot for a woman. My mother finally couldn't take it anymore; her body began to twist, her legs tightly closed, but she let me open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to wet. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and probed; it became even wetter.

I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red.

I knelt down, embraced her, and said, "You're my woman now. My thing is already inside you. If we're together, no one will know."

She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was reluctant at first, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her.

This time it was real sex. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had accumulated over two months into my woman's womb. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's soft body for a while, then rolled over and pulled my penis out. As the glans left her vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets.

My mother stopped moaning, panting, her eyes watery, her plump body relaxing. Noticing me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest.

My mother was fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a wide bottom. Although her waist was a bit thick, it still had a guitar-like shape when she lay on her side. I lay comfortably, embracing this naked, slightly overweight body, touching my abundant spoils, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan and the others.

We lingered until dark. My mother got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she returned, she brought back two boxes of birth control pills.

Her uterus was retroverted, so she couldn't have an IUD. She usually made my dad use a condom when we were intimate, but now that she was with me, she had to take birth control pills.

That night, I slept soundly with my mom in my arms.

The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps, completely unaware of what happened.

I wasn't home when he came in. When I first saw him after returning from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned, but I quickly walked past him; we didn't talk much anyway. In that short time between the door and my room, a feeling of excitement washed over me—the excitement of possessing someone else's.

I immediately got an erection, and I had to use my hand to straighten my erect penis, otherwise my pants would have been too uncomfortable. It was thick and warm, throbbing against my lower abdomen.

I think that's probably what Xiao Miao felt when she always wanted to chat with my dad after she cheated on my mom. It's the feeling of facing a man you've cuckolded. Listening to my parents talking in the living room, my mom's white body immediately flashed before my eyes, I could feel her body temperature, and my penis instantly felt like it was being gripped by her vagina again.

My glans was wet again. But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed a different mood in my mom than in me. She wouldn't look at either me or my dad, like she'd done something wrong, and as soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen.

But my dad couldn't wait any longer; it was only a little past eight, and he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy. I knew my mom must be very conflicted.

A little over a month later, we encountered a close call.

That noon, my dad was supposed to go out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into bed with me. Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to hold her and sleep for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad returned, bringing an air conditioner repairman with him. Apparently, he found a cheap repairman and switched shifts.

Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at the vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear tucked under my body. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it.

I rushed out the door as soon as they left. I looked at my mother; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. My heart was pounding, but I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mother took it and wandered into the bathroom like a ghost. I hurried back to school.

From then on, I clearly sensed that my mother was contemplating ending things.

One afternoon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my father wanted to run short-distance routes. I immediately realized it was my mother's idea, and my anger flared. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women still need women to discipline them. But I didn't dare do anything rashly.

My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her composure. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news arrived: a construction site in Xiamen was starting work, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system. All the short-haul drivers had to go. This might not be good news for my mom. But the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again.

I'd been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I'd just been staring at my mom's body.

In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, it wasn't that I didn't have opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this transformed woman.

The day my dad passed away, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen that night. That

night, when I was in bed with my mom, she seemed to have gotten used to me after three months, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew that this year was all mine.

The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad. My mom, naked, crawled out of bed to answer the phone. Hearing another man's voice on the other end, I immediately became excited—a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pushed her down. After we had sex once, I pulled her up, made her bend over, and penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with my mom's breasts and belly, which became even softer from bending over. Touching my mom's protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.

The next day, I went to the pharmacy near my house and bought some expired birth control pills. When I got home, I switched my mom's pills. She's still completely unaware of this.

I calculated my mother's ovulation period precisely. During those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched her cervix. She gritted her teeth to suppress a scream, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red. Her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen spurted into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a bow, and she desperately managed a groan from her throat.

But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I released her, ignoring the semen flowing down her thighs from her vagina, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take her medication. But the orgasm still left her dazed; she didn't realize there was anything wrong with the medication.

My dad had only been gone a month, and my mom's belly started to sag.

During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mom's body.

On the morning of the 6th, when she came back from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit.

My mom, being an experienced woman, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way.

A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. My laughter quickly turned to despair.

My mom told me that the transportation company had a medical point, which was also a family planning unit. Getting an abortion at an outside hospital required a certificate from the medical office, but everyone knew my dad had gone to Xiamen. My mom was afraid of dying; she wouldn't dare go to an unlicensed doctor.

My initial excitement about getting pregnant gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. My mom's pregnancy was progressing, and she was expected to show signs in three months. She was terribly panicked, and to be honest, I felt things were going to get bad too.

Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom, already desperate, called my dad and told him that my uncle was critically ill and needed to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, so he came back without even calling to verify.

When he got back, he only thought that my mom might be making a mountain out of a molehill. However, he was still in a good mood. Actually, he had been quite pent up in Xiamen for three days, spending three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't let him use a condom. To be honest, I really admired that idea.

A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a medical slip.

The woman at the clinic had a sharp eye; she figured something out. That evening, when she brought the slip to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to her at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant." My mom had no choice but to casually admit she'd gained weight.

With the slip, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I found pregnant women quite alluring. I stripped my mom naked and had a satisfying time. She

was over three months pregnant; her breasts were swollen, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the pent-up frustration of the past three months.

The next day, I accompanied my mother to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting for her.

My mother's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried that it wouldn't be completely cleaned. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was bigger and in the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin; otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mother was actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.

Days passed, and the weather got warmer. My mother's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind her belly with cloth, but how could people in the caravan hide it so easily? They all started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gained weight!" My mother could only respond by saying, "Yes, I've gained weight again."

When my mother was over four months pregnant, her breasts were large and swollen, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were protruding. Her waist had also thickened, and her belly was growing bigger and bigger. My mother was already plump with fair skin, and in the sweltering August heat, she could no longer conceal her belly. After hearing so much gossip, she made a snap decision and went out one morning without wrapping herself in a cloth.

As soon as she stepped out the door, her bulging belly became the center of attention, and I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Sister Lan was right; when a woman gives up, she can be quite shameless. At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood in the line with her pregnant belly; she was undeniably pregnant.

The queue was full of gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely pregnant with another man's child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine.

One day, while my mother was eating in the cafeteria, she was in line. People passing by kept glancing at her belly. One person leaned over the table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!"

My mother pretended not to hear. Her breasts were swollen, and she wasn't wearing a bra. It was summer, and she was wearing thin clothes. I saw a man next to me staring at her breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These days, I've been indulging in the taste of pregnant women. My mother's protruding belly meant I could only use the doggy style.

I made my mother bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate her deeply. My glans often touched her cervix. A pregnant woman's cervix is closed, like the tip of a nose, making my glans feel itchy. Finally , I reached my 24th week of pregnancy. My mom's belly was bulging like a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule her surgery and had some checkups first.

I waited outside and heard the doctor say, "The fetus is developing well. It's a pity to abort." Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard my own seed. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mom's name on it, she was 38 years old, her uterus was enlarged, she was 24 weeks pregnant, a singleton pregnancy, and the fetus was on the right side.

The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mom's breasts became swollen and started producing milk.

The doctor said that she could use medication to stop lactation after the surgery. I didn't want that. Now my mom is completely my woman and listens to me completely. When the doctor came back and found out that my mom only wanted the medication and didn't want to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised that her glasses almost fell off.

After the doctor left, I reached inside my mother's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mother pushed my hand away, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until we were finished, neither the doctor nor the nurse asked me what my relationship with my mother was.

A month later, I resumed my sex life with my mother. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly, causing milk to be expressed. I would suckle my mother's breasts empty in the morning and evening, but at noon when I was at vocational school, my mother's breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to touch the table when sitting, and milk would overflow when she walked. Sometimes her chest would be wet, so my mother had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see this, and no one would say anything, but there would be a lot of gossip when she came out.

Several men started swarming around my mother. Two weeks before my father returned, I had her take medication to stop breastfeeding. But her breasts had grown considerably.

As soon as my father came back, he heard rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with another man's child while he was away.

One day, he locked himself in the door and argued with my mother, demanding to know what had happened. I heard my mother crying and yelling, saying, "You didn't use a condom those days, of course it's yours!"

He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. I naturally said I didn't know.

He was even more confused when he heard me say I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he had to give up. However, he changed to a shorter trip.

After holding back for almost a month, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of tranquilizers and had my mother put four pills in his drink. The effects were a bit slow. After drinking, as usual, he took my mother to the bedroom and told me to sleep. How could I possibly sleep?

I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he wasn't wearing a condom, but he clearly couldn't perform. He stripped my mother naked, intending to do it from behind, and made her stick her butt out. But his penis wasn't fully erect; it was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike mine and Xiao Miao's, which were pointed upwards.

He first played with my mother's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet for easier penetration, but it didn't get wet for a long time. He angrily yelled at my mother, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you to death!"

My mother remained silent, her back bent. But his thing wouldn't work. He rubbed it for a while, then smeared some saliva on his penis and tried to get it to slip on my mother's vulva. Finally, it was slippery, but he still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart with his hands, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in, and he started thrusting.

But less than ten minutes later, his body stiffened, and he ejaculated. The drug gradually took effect, and he was exhausted. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep.

After he started snoring, my mother took a nightgown and came out naked, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. When she saw me standing outside the door, she was startled, her large breasts jiggling in front of her.

I was already hard, and when I touched my mom's genitals, they were still wet. I didn't care if she wiped them off, I picked her up, took her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.

That was my first time having anal sex, and the feeling was truly different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the entrance of her vagina. The inside of her vagina was also slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other hand to support her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched a wet mass. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet mass was pulled away, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs up towards my waist and inserted even deeper.

After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mother reacted, biting her lower lip. I hugged her plump waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusting. My mother started panting. I moved my hand under her buttocks again, lifted her up, and then thrust in as deep as possible. The head of my penis touched her cervix. This time it went in even deeper, a little further in. The opening of her cervix, like a small mouth, held the urethral opening at the tip of my penis. I pushed a few times, and my mother made a sound. Afraid that my father would hear, she held it in her throat and started gripping the sheets.

I knew my mom was close, so I increased my thrusting. My mom was panting heavily, trying to suppress her moans, her buttocks lifted up on their own, her body arched, her breasts swelled, her nipples hardened, and her areolas protruded. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, as if her little hands were gripping my penis. Her soft belly pressed tightly against mine, and I felt hot all over, sweating on my back. I was about to ejaculate.

I paused for a moment, remaining deeply inserted, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks. My mother relaxed a little, and I started thrusting again, touching her cervix. My mother's body tensed up again. I thrust to the cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and with a final thrust, a large gush of semen shot into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting.

My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp, panting beneath me.

My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother moved slower, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting. I lifted my head from beside her ear, and she wiped the sweat from my forehead. I pulled away from her and started kissing her. After a while, her body relaxed further, and her vagina stopped contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out. As the head emerged from her vagina, my mother let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly.

My mother turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I hugged her and patted her buttocks. She wriggled playfully.

I thought of Xiao Miao again, and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little, and my mom looked up and lightly slapped me.

I listened for a while, but nothing happened. In another room not far from us, my dad was snoring. We cuddled for a while longer. I saw it was almost one o'clock, so I patted my mom's round bottom and told her to go back. My mom cuddled with me for a bit longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly went away naked.

The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table.

I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyelids. I knew it was the first time she had done what she did the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her.

More than a month later, I went to Lan Jie's place and unexpectedly ran into the same friend who had introduced me to Lan Jie's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was already married but still liked to patronize prostitutes. He had returned to work as a driver in the fleet. He was very happy to see me, and we took off our clothes and the three of us slept together.

I usually called him Lao Pao (Old Gun). He smiled at me and said, "You've gotten Lan Jie too." I said, "It was Yu Jie who introduced us. Lan Jie and I have been lovers for a long time."

Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Lan Jie immediately laughed and said, "I've been a player for a long time."

Lao Pao said, "Even if I'm old, I can't beat him. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my genitals, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting any erections? Are you impotent from letting Lan Jie play with you? Let me go first. You've never had anal sex before, have you? Let me get you excited and make your little brother get erect." Actually, I've already had anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month or so. I didn't say anything, just laughed. Lao Pao, being a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've had your fun, you're improving fast!"

Lan Jie, who was being pinned down by him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already hooked up with a woman, and she's not even a virgin yet. Before the New Year, he even asked me for tips on how to make her soft." Lao Pao, while thrusting hard into Lan Jie, said, "Great! Since you've already had a series of sex with her, let me have some too. What do women do? It's more fun to play with virgins.

" Lan Jie had just said, "It's no fun with virgins," when Lao Pao silenced her with his tongue. Old Pao, panting, rolled off Lan Jie after he'd had his fill of rubbing her. I wasn't feeling too strong, so I didn't want to do anything. Getting involved would cost money, and this woman was absolutely certain about that.

Old Pao lit a cigarette and asked me if I wanted to have a double round. Lan Jie, who was eating an apple with her bare bottom exposed, saw I didn't respond and said, "Old Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can take turns." Hearing this, I immediately got an erection. They both laughed, saying, "Looks like this is what interests him."

Old Pao and I half-jokingly agreed that I'd play with his wife in a few days.

I knew his wife; she worked in the truck crew's canteen. I hadn't noticed how promiscuous she was, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a dirty joke from Old Pao. I was currently interning at the truck crew, and Old Pao was in the lead truck.

A few days later, during a break from road training with the intern team, Lao Pao showed up. He grinned mischievously and said, "Come to my place after you've finished driving." He

turned and left, and watching his retreating figure, I immediately got an erection.

After finishing driving, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in a building behind mine. Passing the canteen, I saw his wife, Zhang Qin, sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up.

When I reached Lao Pao's door, I was still a little puzzled. What was going on? Lao Pao opened the door.

After we went inside and sat down, I asked him, "What's up?" "

Didn't you miss my wife?" Lao Pao lit a cigarette.

I said, "Are you serious, or just playing a trick on me?" Lao Pao didn't say anything more. We started watching TV. Around 7 PM, Lao Pao's wife came home. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, placed the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Lao Pao followed her in, and came out a moment later, inviting me to eat.

I noticed his expression was starting to show excitement. I took a bun and asked him what he was up to. Lao Pao didn't answer, just looked at me with a half-smile. Seeing his growing excitement, I began to understand. I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound.

I glanced at Lao Pao again, and I started to feel something down there.

I ate two steamed buns, and Lao Pao ate one. Neither of us spoke; the only sound in the room was the news broadcast on TV.

I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed, and his eyes were unfocused. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room. I pressed the remote, and the TV turned off. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe, and I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid.

I nudged his foot, and he said softly, as if in a daze, "Go." I was a little flustered and said, "She knows." He nodded.

I hesitantly stood up and walked towards the inner room. The room was dark, but by the dim light from the living room, I could see Zhang Qin sitting on the edge of the bed, fully clothed. I went in, and Lao Pao followed with a glass of water. I noticed a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed, and he sat down without a word, placing the water aside. The room was brightly lit.

I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife and put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife."

He gave a mumbled reply.

Zhang Qin was average-looking, and her figure was average too. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably barely volleyballs.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd slept with a woman in front of others, this was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband, and I knew her; I often saw her in the cafeteria.

I put one hand on her shoulder, momentarily at a loss for what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and remained silent.

After a while, I sensed something. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed.

I slipped my hands inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and began kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together.

Lao Pao sat there watching without moving. I ignored him and pressed myself against Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased. This gave me a kind of pleasure. I became truly excited, lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants.

Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. With a gentle pinch, Zhang Qin let out a moan, her thighs clamped together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my own, continuing to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, her body writhing. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against my hand, her buttocks twisting as she tried to dodge.

Seeing that it was about time, I pushed down, pulling her pants down, and Lao Pao let out another incoherent sound. I quickly stripped off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more.

I spread her legs, my penis pressing against her labia, which were wet—she was even wetter than my mother. I didn't rush in; I rubbed my penis against her labia, making them even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, removing her bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking it for a while and gently biting it a few times. Zhang Qin began to moan.

I spread her legs wider and began to search for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway.

Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deeply, and began to pump. As our movements quickened, Zhang Qin's breathing became increasingly rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, gasping for breath as he started to undress, piece by piece.

I thrust forcefully a few times deep into Zhang Qin's vagina, and she swayed her head from side to side, groaning uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I lost control too, gripping Zhang Qin's waist tightly and thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin struggled to shake her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly clutching my neck.

My buttocks twitched violently, I couldn't control myself anymore. I took a deep breath and thrust my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a gush of hot fluid gushed out from my urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, cried out, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go.

After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, relaxed completely, and panted heavily. Zhang Qin also panted and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't have the contraction that my mother had.

At this moment, Lao Pao hummed softly, stopped looking at us, lay back, and began to rapidly stroke his penis up and down with one hand, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back.

My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled it out. Zhang Qin lay there motionless, limp. I breathed softly, lying on my side beside her, watching Lao Pao. Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just rapidly stroking his penis and then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand.

After a while, Lao Pao suddenly grunted, his body contracting forcefully, arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times, then stopped abruptly. A large gush of semen gushed from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His slanted penis slowly went limp, falling against his thighs. The large pool of semen on his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket.

After a while, he slowly turned to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep.

Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay on my back next to her and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost eleven o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom.

I went into the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao saw me come out and gestured for me to sit down, while Zhang Qin continued eating her sunflower seeds without much reaction.

Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?"

I smiled and said, "Not bad." We both laughed.

After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?" Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside him.

Lao Pao saw I hesitated a bit and didn't say anything more, continuing to watch TV.

After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying, that bastard?"

I was stunned, not expecting her to ask that.

I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that." Before I finished speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter.

Old Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed the events of the past, only heard about them.

Zhang Qin said, "I see your mom in the cafeteria every day. Her belly is getting bigger every day. Who could she be hiding it from?"

I said, "I think she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those few days ago."

Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Look at that belly, she's probably five or six months pregnant. Does she think we're stupid?"

Old Pao immediately perked up, pestering me to tell him who had been to my house.

I hesitated for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Seeing that I was about to leave, Old Pao looked disappointed.

At this moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said quietly, "Could it be yours?" I'm actually not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment and then laughed. Old Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating her sunflower seeds and sat up straight on the sofa.

I nodded. The couple paused for a moment, then Lao Pao became so excited his face turned red and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin burst into loud laughter.

Lao Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother have sex once, while Zhang Qin frantically encouraged him from the side.

It was almost 1 a.m., and I was so tired after using so much energy on Zhang Qin, I finally said, "Okay, okay."

Lao Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin rushed up to me with a burst of energy, rubbing against me and murmuring, "A man, a real man."

When I got home, I heard my dad snoring from the bedroom. Lying in bed, I remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on top of my mom, and now it was Lao Pao again. I gradually became excited again.

The next morning, I got up. He was gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Lao Pao, and got excited. I hugged her from behind.

My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work."

I didn't say anything and started making my move. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled to call in sick on her phone, then I pinned her down, unable to speak.

After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out some birth control pills. After my dad came back from Xiamen, the rumors—my mom's swollen breasts and her still-growing belly and waist—made him certain he'd been cheated on, but he couldn't do anything about it. Maybe he felt it was too unfair, so he stopped using condoms, and my mom taking the pills was no longer a secret. I stared at my mom's naked, fleshy body, still unable to say anything. I decided to wait for another opportunity.

Old Pao had been wound up like a spring these past few days, being incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog seeing meat, his mouth practically watering. His eyes followed her every move until she turned a corner and disappeared from sight, then he would swallow hard as if coming back to his senses and reluctantly look away.

When my mother was getting food at the cafeteria, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious to everything, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day. Good heavens, this was the second time a woman had surprised me since my mother became pregnant.

Lao Pao was clinging to me like a dog begging for food. I was completely helpless. I was worried that if I let him sleep with me, he would tell Sister Lan, and then I wouldn't be able to control myself.

That afternoon, road training finally ended. With nowhere to go, I wandered around until I reached Lao Pao's house. He hadn't come to work today; he should be home.

I saw him squatting by the door from afar. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled at him, saying, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?"

He smiled but didn't say anything. I said, "Come inside," but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while."

A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused for a moment, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The team leader's inside."

I was shocked, suddenly realizing why he was driving for the team. Lao Pao said, "What's so special about that? The team leader's slept with every woman in the team. We used to think it was the team leader who got your mother pregnant." "When are you going to let me get your mom? I'm about to go crazy!"

Just then, the door opened, and the team leader came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, and then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Lao Pao.

I didn't go in; Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Lao Pao stared intently at me as he walked away, and I had a bad feeling. Two

days later, Lao Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The team leader is inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything.

When we arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the convoy, the team leader was sitting in a private room. I sat down next to him without saying a word, listening to Lao Pao and the team leader chatting and laughing. I just ate and waited for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely not going to escape this time, but I also wanted to get something out of him.

Sure enough, a moment later, the team leader turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been missing your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two.

Give me a break." I didn't move, smiled, and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The team leader immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to the old man, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one sentence: you can be the dispatcher's assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?"

Before leaving, I told the team leader, "My dad's doing short-distance runs now, and I haven't had a proper run in months." The team leader nodded with a half-smile and said, "Tomorrow he'll be doing long-distance runs."

That evening, my dad came home and immediately scolded the team leader for being heartless. I knew what was going on. I glanced at my mom; she had a happy look on her face.

The next day at noon, my dad set off.

In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mother came home from work, carrying a lot of cooked groceries. She immediately sat down next to me, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated.

That evening, after we were done, my mother took her medicine and went to sleep. I watched her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep; I still didn't know how to start a conversation. Two

days later, I went to the dispatch room. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you're coming to the dispatch room. You're lucky!" I smiled.

Just then, a big, fat man came in, slumped into a chair, and lay down like a walrus on the beach. I looked up and saw it was the team leader. After the dispatcher left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "You've been busy these past two days, haven't you? I've been quite free." I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too." He immediately became happy, patted me on the shoulder, and left.

Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to the old man, the team leader is supposed to open the door for my mom.

The night before, I invited Zhang Qin over. My mom was surprised to see her, wondering what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mom into my room. I listened; it seemed quiet inside, but I knew Zhang Qin and my mom were talking.

Only ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing hysterically inside. The door opened, Zhang Qin came out, smiled at me, and said, "Tomorrow we'll have your mom's wedding candy!" Then she turned and left. After she left, I went into my room. My mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale.

She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around." My mom said they were all clueless and things were getting out of hand.

I said we just took turns playing, who would say anything? The team leader said you'll see when you've had your fun, there are plenty of people playing too.

My mom snapped, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human! I got pregnant because of you, and you still let people bully me!"

My mom wasn't happy about it, but she had no other choice. I think things are much simpler when women talk things out.

Two o'clock in the afternoon was the agreed time. My mom had been distracted all morning, and so had I. We felt a mix of regret and worry, but we didn't want it to end. This conflicting feeling persisted.

As two o'clock approached, my mom became increasingly restless. It wasn't even two o'clock yet when the doorbell rang. My mother's face immediately turned pale, and she sat motionless on the sofa.

I opened the door, and Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin immediately started laughing and talking loudly, then pulled my mother into my room.

The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I noticed his pants were already bulging.

After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." As she spoke, she sat on my lap.

I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard a heavy thud from my bed. My heart jumped; I thought it must be him sitting next to my mother.

I was only focused on listening to what was happening inside, and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin at the moment. When Zhang Qin saw that I didn't move, she smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down next to me, looking at the ceiling.

I heard the team leader talking to my mother, and then I heard the sound of clothes rubbing together. My mother was quietly pushing him.

I stood up and peeked out. The team leader was smirking, with one hand around my mother's shoulder, and the other hand was inside her clothes, groping around. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the team leader's hand that was inside her clothes.

The team leader turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tightly, kissing her haphazardly on the face, his hand moving faster as he reached inside.

My mother struggled softly, trying to push his hand away. The team leader, panting, turned back to me and said, "Your mother's got some meat on her bones. I've been eyeing her for a while now."

My mother looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I shrank back, and then I heard a heavy thud from the bed inside. I looked again and saw the team leader had pushed my mother down onto the bed.

Just then, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing, and said, "What are you looking at? Don't interrupt their performance!" The team leader heard this and immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing my mother's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mother cried out in pain, and the team leader said, "Be good and it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mother's shirt.

I turned around and sat on the sofa. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing softly, and said, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for me?"

I smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Zhang Qin grasped my penis with her hand and laughed lewdly, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then she shouted loudly into the room, "Be gentle! I'm feeling sorry for you!" The team leader laughed loudly from inside, and the sounds of the bed became even louder.

After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away, stood up, and looked inside.

My mother's top had been ripped open, her bra hanging down, her breasts exposed. The team leader still held both of my mother's hands tightly with one hand, while his other hand groped her upper body haphazardly. He had her mouth tightly covered, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of disheveled hair showing.

After groping her for a while, the team leader's hand slid down into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and raised her legs together.

The team leader turned around and saw me watching, panting as he said, "Your mother's got some strength." With that, he pulled down, pulling my mother's pants halfway down.

Just then, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mother's pant legs, and yanked them off. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. My mother was now completely naked. The team leader released my mother, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you."

Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mother, naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest.

The team leader, naked, with his large belly protruding, his penis thick and erect, asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?" I said, "Of course, the team leader's is bigger."

The team leader laughed loudly and asked, "Have you seen your father's? Whose is bigger?" I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course the captain's is the biggest!"

The captain patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and give it a suck." Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans.

After sucking for a while, the captain looked at my mother, who was naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down.

Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, then hugged me and said, "Let's do it."

My penis was still soft, and when Zhang Qin touched it, she immediately felt a little disappointed. The captain started thrusting vigorously, and Zhang Qin watched and said to me, "Your mother is really fleshy, her breasts are all round."

The captain shouted without turning his head, "Don't open your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring.

The captain thrust in and out rhythmically, and my mother's head bobbed up and down with the beat. After a while, the captain rubbed my mother's breasts, pinched her nipples with three fingers and pulled them upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat."

My mother's face turned red. Because we were all watching, she closed her eyes in embarrassment, but her breathing became rapid. I knew she was starting to feel something. After a few more thrusts, my mother started to moan. Hearing this, the captain immediately increased his efforts. My mother's hands began to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the captain gasped and cried out, "Oh, oh, it's contracting, it's contracting!"

The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme. The veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back.

Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, hugging my mother tightly, pressing his penis deep inside. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; the captain's penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her. After ejaculating, the

captain let out a long breath, then thrust into my mother for a while longer before releasing her with satisfaction, turning over and pulling his penis out.

My mother, after being released, covered her face and turned to the other side. The captain panted for a moment, patted my mother's buttocks, and said, "That was amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "More flavorful than you, you know how to pull back." He turned my mother around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave.

I knew he wanted to savor the moment a little longer. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside. Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mom curl up?" I nodded.

The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom quite a bit; from the sounds, I could tell my mom was gradually becoming more comfortable.

I didn't want to do anything, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me, and we turned on the TV. The team leader and my mom stayed inside until almost 6 PM before getting up.

The team leader came out wearing one of my mom's undergarments. Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is here!" The team leader laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries.

Zhang Qin went out. The team leader wasn't wearing many clothes, just my mom's coat draped over his shoulders. He sat opposite me and called for my mom to come out. My mom came out, still wearing the coat. The team leader yelled, "I told you to come out naked! What are you wearing? Take it off!"

My mom immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He hugged my mom and we chatted idly. I felt a bit uncomfortable seeing my mom, naked and submissive like a rabbit nestled in his arms.

The team leader casually patted my mom's body and said to me, "Your mom's usually pretty tight-fitting, but today she got a good grip, it's been amazing." He then squeezed my mom's breasts and said, "You little rascal, you've made your mom's breasts so big, you've really had your fill. Almost six months along, is it a boy or a girl?"

I said, "It's a boy." The captain nodded. "Good for you, good for you. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mother."

Zhang Qin returned, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the captain's wedding. While eating, the captain hugged my mother and said, "Give me one too," and my mother immediately smiled. After dinner, the captain carried my mother into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting again over there, I had a feeling and took advantage of Zhang Qin.

The next morning, the captain and my mother waited until Lao Pao knocked on the door before getting up. The two of them were so affectionate, they really seemed like a married couple.

I let go of Zhang Qin, got up, and went to open the door to let Lao Pao in. Old Pao heard my mom and the team leader getting up inside and said, "The team leader's an expert at opening doors; now your mom's allowed to open the door too."

Just then, the team leader came out, and Old Pao immediately rushed over, saying, "Congratulations! The team leader opened the door! When can I come in?

" The team leader gave a curt look and said, "I'll play for a couple of days, then you can talk to me." Old Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife. They didn't leave until noon because my dad had finished his shift and was coming home that afternoon.

After they left, my mom went back to her bedroom and lay on the bed, fully clothed. I went in and asked her how she was doing. My mom turned over and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, my dad came home. Besides finding a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't notice anything else. After I had given her anal sex a few times the past few nights, my mom was quite relaxed about it.

That evening, I heard noises coming from over there again, and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad was washing the car when the foreman came over and patted my dad on the shoulder.

My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The foreman smiled, glanced at me, and said, "You're a groom now."

Hearing the team leader say he was a groom made me feel terrible. He was the groom, and my mother was the bride; he'd just opened the door for him like that. Thinking back to yesterday, my mother was naked, sitting in his lap, the two of them laughing and talking, and it felt like my mother was no longer my woman. My heart ached even more.

My father left that day; this long-distance mission wouldn't be back for over a month.

The team leader, having enjoyed his time with my mother, probably felt some guilt towards my father, so he gave him double the bonus. My father, unaware of the situation, thought the team leader was taking care of him, and instead of scolding the team leader for being heartless, he praised him for his generosity. He had no idea that while he was away, someone was having sex with his wife in his own home.

For the next week or so, the team leader came to my house almost every day to have sex with my mother. Zhang Qin often came along too.

The team leader was having sex with my mother in the room, without closing the door, making the bed creak and groan. After he finished, the team leader came out to smoke, and my mother cleaned herself up, then ran out naked, sat on the team leader's lap, and clung to him. They completely ignored us sitting nearby.

At this point, the team leader would excitedly compliment my mother on her beauty, how fair and tender her skin was, and how her vagina could contract, making his penis feel incredibly good.

My mother would laugh, reach out and grab his penis, jokingly saying that this naughty thing was hurting her and that she was going to tear it off. The team leader would often deliberately ask my mother in front of me, "Whose penis is bigger, yours or mine?" My mother would laugh and say, "Of course yours is bigger."

The team leader laughed and said to me, "Kid, did you hear that? You'd better work on getting bigger down there, or your mom won't let you into her bed anymore. Look how beautiful your mom is, with such delicate skin. It would be such a waste if you couldn't have her." My mom didn't say anything at this point.

After the teasing and eating and drinking, the team leader would pick up my mom's naked, snow-white body and carry her into the house, throw her onto my dad's bed, and then start having sex with her.

One time, he didn't even go into the house; he just started having sex with my mom in the living room. He made my mother lie face down on the sofa, her large, white, pink buttocks raised high. He slapped her buttocks a few times with his swollen penis, then aimed the head of his penis at her vagina and thrust it in. All the while, he exclaimed how soft and tight her vagina was.

He fucked my mother like a pile driver, one thrust after another, and my mother moaned loudly. But I felt like my mother's moans were a bit deliberate.

Because my mother has a gentle personality, even when I fucked her and she felt great, she only dared to moan softly, afraid of being heard. But maybe this time, the team leader's fucking of her was more intense than mine, leading to a more intense release of her sexual desire. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little deflated.

Not wanting to be outdone, I grabbed Zhang Qin and slammed her onto the coffee table, ripped off her pants, and started fucking her. After a while, Zhang Qin started moaning and groaning.

These days, the team leader is completely obsessed with my mother's body. He comes straight to my house after work, pulls down his pants as soon as he walks in, and fucks her.

Sometimes he even spends the night with her. He's been putting off his promise to let Lao Pao open the door for my mother, saying he wants to enjoy his "groom's" pleasure for a few more days.

Although Lao Pao drools over my mother's snow-white body, he can't do anything about it. These days, he either goes out to brothels or comes to my house to take turns fucking his wife with me. It was a good thing for that slut Zhang Qin; she was gang-raped by the two of us men until her body went limp, and her eyes were practically overflowing with sweetness when she looked at us.

To be honest, seeing my mother being taken advantage of by the team leader like that wasn't unacceptable to me. I was the one who agreed to let the team leader open the door for my mother in the first place. Besides, seeing my beautiful mother, who used to be subservient to

me, being raped by another man and moaning incessantly, also excited me. The problem was that ever since the team leader took advantage of her, my mother had become indifferent to me. She wouldn't talk to me unless there was something important, and when she did, her words were indifferent, a stark contrast to how clingy she was to the team leader after he finished with her.

Sometimes after the captain left, I would excitedly carry her into the house, press myself against her, and have sex with her. She would close her eyes and let my penis penetrate her. After a while, she would respond, her body twisting slightly, moaning softly. But after I ejaculated, she would push me away without a word, take a birth control pill, wipe away the semen, and fall asleep facing inwards.

I would call her, lie down beside her, and touch her breasts. She would let me touch them, only saying faintly, "It's getting late, let's sleep." Before, if I made her feel good, after ejaculating, she would gently suck on my penis, licking the semen off, then flirt with me for a while before wanting me to hold her tightly before falling asleep. Now she's like this. Could it be that the team leader was really too good at seducing women, and that he had slept with my mother so well that she fell for someone else? I felt incredibly touched.

Eventually, even the team leader noticed something was wrong with our relationship. After all, the team leader wasn't intentionally humiliating me by doing this to my mother in front of me; he was just a rough and ruthless man who enjoyed playing with women and would do whatever he felt comfortable with. On the contrary, he seemed to admire me quite a bit.

One day, after work, he took advantage of my mother as usual, then held her naked body on his lap and played with her for a while before saying, "Accountant Xu, I've been taking up too much of your time these past few days, it's affecting your relationship. How about this, we'll call it a day, you two have a good chat. I know we're making you uncomfortable, Zhang Qin and I will go first. Kid, take good care of your mother." He winked at me as he spoke.

I was about to speak when I saw my mother's smiling face suddenly darken. My heart sank. After a moment of silence, my mother giggled and hugged the captain's neck, saying, "Captain, you're already tired of me? Are you in such a hurry to leave because you've already set your sights on someone else's wife? If you're really tired of me, then I'll leave."

The captain glanced at me apologetically, then hugged my mother tightly, touching her large, white breasts. He laughed and said, "My little darling, what are you saying! How can I ever get tired of such a beauty like you? I wish I could shoot all my balls into your little cunt! Hehe, but, cough, cough." He glanced at me again.

Seeing my mother's attitude, I felt a nameless anger rising within me. But I could only laugh and say, "Yes, yes, what are you saying, Captain! My mother is right at home, isn't she? I'll have plenty of opportunities to play with her. We agreed to just have some fun. You should open the door for my mother a few more times. I still have this little slut, Zhang Qin!" As he spoke, he reached inside Zhang Qin's clothes and began to fondle her large, white breasts. Zhang Qin playfully slapped me a few times, saying, "You brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?" But she let me play with her breasts.

That night, the team leader didn't leave; he stayed to sleep with my mother. I also let Zhang Qin stay the night with me, knowing that Lao Pao had gone out to brothels again.

Zhang Qin, that slut, couldn't be happier. Hearing the creaking of the bed in the next room, I knew the team leader was having sex with my mother again. Thinking of my mother's fair and delicate body being pressed under the team leader's big body, moaning and being fucked, I felt very uncomfortable, but physically aroused. I pressed myself on Zhang Qin's naked body and started having sex with her.

I woke up after a while, and feeling thirsty, I got up to go to the living room for a drink of water. I found that the light was still on in the room where my mother and the team leader were sleeping, and they were talking. "Aren't they finished yet?" I heard the team leader say, "Isn't it bad for you to treat your son like this during the day?"

My mother was silent for a moment and said, "It's not bad at all. Oh, team leader, don't spoil the fun, okay? You're sleeping with me, why are you bringing up my son!"

The team leader said, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it, baby, spread your legs, I'll fuck you again!"

My mother said, "Team leader, didn't we just finish not long ago? Are you going to do it to me again?"

The team leader chuckled and said, "Who told you to have such a tempting body? You touched my dick and..." "It's swollen up."

Mom said, "Oh, it's really swollen up so much! Captain, you really can't squeeze it dry! I'm going to suffer again."

The captain said, "What suffering? You're going to have a blast!" Mom said, "Turn off the light."

The captain said, "Why turn off the light? If the light's off, I won't be able to see your pretty face! That'll make things uncomfortable! Baby, your breasts are so white and big!"

I heard the bed creak, and at the same time, my mom screamed. I knew the captain's big cock had entered my mom's cunt.

While fucking her, the captain asked my mom, "Beautiful lady, am I fucking you good?"

My mom hummed and moaned, "Okay, Captain, your thing is so big, it feels so good! I like it when you play with me, Captain." She added, "I don't like my son doing this to me now!"

I was furious. Back in the room, I turned Zhang Qin around, pressed her down, and fucked her again. Then I slowly fell asleep.

The next day, neither Lao Pao nor I went out. I asked him to go to a brothel with me. We called two pretty prostitutes, each of us taking one.

I was burning with desire, using my penis to release my pent-up desire. After a while, we both ejaculated, paid the prostitutes, and let them leave. I lay in bed to rest.

Old Pao said, "Brother, you must be feeling down. Your mom's been treating you like this these past few days, it really doesn't seem right."

I didn't hide anything from Old Pao, so I said, "My mom wasn't like this before. I don't know what happened."

Old Pao said, "I think there seems to be some misunderstanding between you and your mom. Why don't the team leader not come to your house for the next couple of days? You and your mom can have a good talk. I'll talk to the team leader. After all, we're all in this wife-swapping game for fun. If we make everyone unhappy, it's not fun. Don't worry, the team leader isn't the kind of person who would steal someone's love."

For three days in a row, the team leader didn't come to play with my mom. After work, I ate dinner and still slept in the same bed as my mom and dad. My mom let me take off her clothes and let me penetrate her. Judging from her reaction to me having sex with her, it didn't seem like she disliked it as she claimed. But aside from her reaction during sex, her attitude was the same as the previous few days.

I was completely baffled. However, from dinner to bedtime, Mom kept glancing towards the door several times.

I knew she was wondering why the captain hadn't come to have sex with her. Hmph, she misses the captain's big cock! I felt a pang of jealousy.

On the third day, after dinner, Mom finally asked me, "Why hasn't the captain come these past few days?"

I watched TV, absentmindedly changing channels with the controller, and coldly replied, "Who knows? It's only been three days. It's normal for him not to come. Nothing strange about it."

"But he came almost every day a few days ago... to our house, why suddenly..."

I put down the controller and looked at her coldly: "What's wrong? Is your pussy itchy? Want the captain's big cock? You slut!"

Mom was stunned, then said angrily, "You...you're saying such awful things!"

I stood up and looked at Mom: "Awful? When you were letting the captain fuck you, you were so slutty! Weren't you slutty? And when you slept with me, you were the same! You..." "So you like being fucked by the captain's big cock so much? Am I really that much worse than him? I told you, you slut! You whore!"

Mom screamed, "Yes! I like being fucked by the captain, so what? The captain knows how to play with women, and his cock is big. I like his big cock fucking my cunt. Is it any of your business? He's better than you! So what?"

I was stunned. My mother was usually very polite and never spoke rudely. Now she was saying this because she was extremely angry.

My mother continued, "Who asked me to sleep with other men? You let other men play with your own mother, are you even human? That day you just watched me being raped by the captain, not only did you not care, but you even helped the captain rape me. Now, is it my fault? Isn't it your own fault?"

I was speechless. So that's how it was. I was both angry and anxious, and I started crying, saying between sobs that I said we were just having some fun, why did you have to take it seriously? How could you treat other men better than me? I had no choice at the time, they knew about me and you, I could only cover it up like that. I regret it so much!

Seeing me crying so sadly, my mother softened. She came over and hugged me, saying, "Okay, okay, don't cry, Mom doesn't blame you anymore, okay?" Seeing that I had stopped crying, my mother said that she had actually been acting this way on purpose these past few days, deliberately trying to anger me. She was furious that I had given her to another man and even helped him rape her, so she wanted to get revenge. But now that it was too late, and besides, I knew I was wrong, so she didn't blame me.

I asked my mother, "Then why did you say you didn't like me doing it when you

were sleeping with the captain that night?" A sly smile appeared on my mother's fair face: "I knew you were outside. I heard you drinking water. Do you think I don't know your habits? I said it on purpose. The captain knows best about that too. I was winking at him while I was talking."

A huge weight lifted from my heart, and seeing my mother's unusually sly smile, I couldn't help but laugh.

My mother playfully slapped me and said, "You're crying one minute and laughing the next. You're almost a father, yet you still act like a child!"

Hearing this warmed my heart. After all, I had gotten my mother pregnant, and she almost gave birth to the baby.

How could my mother not care about me? I hugged my mother and asked, "Mom, so you actually don't like the captain doing this to you? I went to tell him it's over now and he shouldn't come anymore. Anyway, he's already done it to you these past few days."

My mother sighed, "It's not like that. The captain is generous and knows how to play with women. And his... his thing is big. Any woman would enjoy being with him. At first, I was forced to let him rape me, but once he got the hang of it, I felt like I was being fucked. The other day he came to do it to me every day, and he really made me feel good!"

When I heard this, I panicked again. Mom smiled and kissed me on the lips, saying, "Don't rush, let me finish. But you're no worse than the captain. You're young and energetic, a natural at playing with women, and your skills are even better than the captain's. Besides, you're my own son, but you almost became the father of my child. When you're on top of me, penetrating me and ejaculating, the stimulation is something I can't experience with the captain. So, it's true I enjoy being with the captain, but I like my good-for-nothing son even more!"

Mom smiled again and said, "Actually, what I wish most was that you two were both my husbands, making me feel comfortable every day." At this point, Mom blushed, because she remembered that her real husband was still working hard outside, while she was cheating on him at home!

Now, the storm had finally passed. I looked at Mom with a mischievous smile and said I wanted to open her door. Mom smacked me, saying that the team leader had slept with me that day and then claimed to be the groom. "

We won't invite them over these next few days. You be the groom, and Mom will be your bride, okay?" I cheered.

Mom said, "Let's consummate our marriage right now, okay? Mom will marry you and be your bride." I breathed heavily as I entered. I started taking off Mom's top. Mom unhooked her bra herself, and her two large, white breasts were right in front of me. I reached out and touched them. Suddenly, Mom whispered in my ear, "You little rascal, don't you really like it when the team leader slept with me?

When the team leader was on top of me, your little thing was so swollen, did you think I didn't see it?" I chuckled awkwardly.

My mother held my penis in her soft, white fingers and said, "Look, it's getting hard. Do you want to be Mommy's groom?" I said I wanted to so badly.

My mother said, "Then play with Mommy as much as you want. I won't allow it until you've made Mommy feel good. You can play with Mommy however you want. Haven't you always wanted to ejaculate in Mommy's mouth? Today, you can penetrate Mommy first, and then Mommy will let you ejaculate in Mommy's mouth, and Mommy will even swallow the semen, okay?" I kept saying, "Okay, okay, okay." My penis swelled up even more.

My mother took off her pants herself, and now she was completely naked.

She suddenly smiled mischievously, reaching between her snow-white legs, and said, "See this part of Mom's? Remember when the captain used his... you know..."

I interrupted Mom, panting, "Mom! I want you to swear! Swear!"

Mom also started panting, then touched between her legs and said, "Okay, Mom will swear." What's this? This is Mom's pussy, do you remember? Mom was pinned down by the captain, her thighs spread apart, her pussy and pubic hair exposed, and the captain inserted his huge penis into Mom's pussy! Did you see that? The captain's big cock is fucking Mom's little cunt, are you excited? Now do you want to fuck Mom's little cunt with your big cock like the captain, Mom's little husband?

My mother's incredibly lewd words had me so excited my cock was about to explode. I didn't even have time to get to the bed; I shoved her onto the sofa, yelling, "Spread your legs, stick your pussy out! Your big cock is going in!" And with that, I pressed down on her.

With a soft cry from my mother, my swollen cock slid in all the way! I thrust in and out like a pile driver, and my mother hugged me tightly, saying, "My little husband, your cock is as big as the captain's now!"

I thrust for what seemed like forever, until my mother came. Her vagina contracted in waves, gripping my cock.

I held back from ejaculating and continued thrusting. When my mother came for the second time, I said, "Mom, I'm going to cum." Mom said to ejaculate into her mouth, and opened her mouth as she spoke. I pulled out my penis, shoved it into Mom's mouth, and started ejaculating. This time I was so excited that I ejaculated a lot of semen. Mom opened her mouth, letting me see that it was full of semen, and then she swallowed it.

Mom and I both lay down on the sofa, our bodies twitching slightly.

After a long while, Mom let out a long sigh: "This is the most comfortable I've ever felt!"

I stroked Mom's snow-white body and asked her, somewhat puzzled, "Mom, why were you so uninhibited today, saying such lewd things? I can hardly believe it."

Mom blushed and said, "It's probably because our life these past few days has been too lewd, and then I said those things during our argument just now. I unconsciously lost my sense of shame. What, don't you like Mom like this, my little husband?"

"I love it! I love it so much!"

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