[Mom's American Dream]

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My Mother's American Dream

My mother's name is Lin Meiyun. She was born in a small town in northern China. My maternal grandfather was a coal miner, and my maternal grandmother

was a housewife. My mother's family was far from wealthy; they belonged to the poorest group in a remote town in China. But

as the saying goes , even a phoenix can fly out of a mountain valley. My impoverished grandparents gave birth to a beautiful

young woman—my mother. From a young age, she had a pair of large, watery eyes that conveyed both melancholy and beauty. Her skin was

fair with a rosy glow, exuding elegance and purity. My uneducated grandfather even dug out the elegant

name Meiyun from the dictionary. And so, Lin Meiyun came into the world, destined to face a life of twists and turns.

My mother was born in a small, impoverished town teeming with petty bourgeois society. Everywhere she looked, there were emaciated

laborers and beggars from the countryside. People would scheme and plot against each other for a few cents, year after year.

In the summer, the town became filthy, littered with garbage in every corner. Every now and then, ill-mannered men

would stand in a corner and urinate, leaving a lingering, yellowish, disgusting stain.

Growing up in this environment, my mother, while possessing striking beauty, was also petty bourgeois at heart.

She was greedy, snobbish, calculating, and even prone to swearing.

However, perhaps one thing set her apart from the townspeople was her lifelong desire to dress like the sophisticated big-city girl she

imagined . She utterly loathed that town, hated her hometown, and dreamed of

escaping. As she grew older, she began to loathe her grandparents, her parents

, their shabby, dirty clothes, their short-sightedness, and everything about them.

Having made up her mind to leave the small town, my mother began to study diligently, surprisingly so.

She wasn't unintelligent; she successfully gained admission to university. Although not a nationally renowned university,

it was still a very good one in Zhejiang Province in the south. Finally, she could leave her impoverished hometown, floating with mineral dust.

Going south meant money, success, and countless glamorous trappings. With this

dream in mind, my mother hurriedly boarded the train, never looking back at my grandparents.

My mother's university years were dazzling. She had natural assets: beautiful, tall, with fair skin and

a full figure. Wherever she went, she was the center of attention for boys. Ultimately, the picky mother chose the son of a local businessman in

her senior year my father. His appearance wasn't particularly outstanding; he

was of medium height, wore glasses, and spoke Mandarin in a high-pitched voice. But he was rich—or rather, my grandfather was rich.

Our family ran a shoe business in Zhejiang, and we were among the first in China to become wealthy. I don't know if my mother

truly loved my father or fell in love with his family, but they got married and I was born soon after.

Unlike other women, my mother didn't desperately search for work after marriage. She married my father and

naturally lived the life of a pampered housewife. My father, embracing my voluptuous and fair-skinned mother, was happy to give her a leisurely life.

And so, a year later, I was born; my mother was 22 years old. Unfortunately, this happy period didn't last long. My grandfather had a falling out with a

newly appointed official, who began to harass our family. Our business suffered more and more,

and after losing a large sum of money, my grandfather, disheartened, closed the factory, left my father some living expenses, and went to retire

in the countryside near . With the old man gone, our family immediately fell into poverty. My father had to work as a salesman,

earning two or three thousand yuan a month, which was spent before the middle of the month. My mother couldn't take it anymore, and she also started looking for work. Fortunately,

my mother was also a college graduate, and she quickly found an accounting job at a foreign company. Of course, a beautiful,

mature young woman with good English skills would easily be noticed by the boss of a foreign company. That year, my mother was 28 years old. My mother

was both cold and warm-hearted. She was selfish at heart, but sometimes she was also very blind and impulsive. In fact, my mother

didn't love my father at all. He was not her ideal type at all. My father's family used to be wealthy and powerful,

but now everything was gone. My mother began to hate my father more and more. They argued almost every day. I was my mother's biological

son, but I was also my father's flesh and blood. At that time, I even felt that my mother hated me as well as my father

. But after all, I was her biological son, and the only child in the family who could talk to my mother. I

often went to my mother's company to play, and I also got to know her boss, Mr. Jin. Mr. Jin was a Hong Konger. As

the full representative of an American company in Hangzhou, Mr. Jin held a high position and had a wide network of connections. He should be a very successful man,

at least much better than my father, who was a marketing worker with a monthly salary of 2,000. But Mr. Jin was also a bespectacled man, wearing

gold-rimmed glasses, and always looked lecherous. I noticed that when he looked at women, he always glanced at their buttocks and

breasts first, and then at their faces, especially when he looked at my mother. My mother was a typical northern beauty, with

a great figure, a slim waist, and a large bottom. Especially after giving birth to me, her bottom became even more plump and round. When she walked, her two

fleshy mounds squeezed and twisted from side to side, as if they were competing to see who would burst through their tight pants first. Her breasts, which had nurtured her child, were also

very full. I noticed that Mr. Jin was particularly obsessed with looking at my mother's figure. Not long after my mother joined the company

, Mr. Jin promoted her to the position of general manager's secretary and financial advisor. Gradually, my mother started coming home very late,

and she preferred to put on makeup before going to work. Whenever she had money, she would go shopping for clothes. Many of the clothes she bought were so big that even my father couldn't see them. I

guessed they must be very sexy clothes, because once I saw Mr. Jin shopping with my mother in the lingerie section.

My father 's mood worsened, and he started drinking heavily and gambling. His meager salary was nowhere near enough to cover

the losses; he quickly lost everything. My mother and father argued more and more, and in a fit of anger, my mother packed her bags and went to live at the company.

Without my mother at home, I was the most innocent victim. I didn't even have food. When I was starving, my father yelled at me, "

Go find your mother!" Having no other choice, I went to the company to find my mother. She lived in a suite at the company, with a

large double bed, and the room smelled wonderful, full of a woman's scent. Seeing me so hungry, she was

unhappy but couldn't bear it. I thought Mr. Jin wouldn't welcome me, but unexpectedly, he suggested that my mother,

"Xiao Tao is pitiful, so he can live with you at the company."

So, I often stayed in my mother's suite at the company. I noticed that Mr. Jin frequently came to see my mother, especially

late at night. He would touch her inappropriately, and my mother would blush and say she didn't want the child around.

Mr. Jin would then smile wickedly, pull my mother into the bathroom, close the door, and soon I could hear my mother moaning inside.

The sound. I was very curious at the time, so I peered through the keyhole and saw my mother with her big buttocks bare and only wearing a

short nightgown on her upper body, kneeling on the ground giving Mr. Jin oral sex. While enjoying himself, Mr. Jin vigorously ruffled and rubbed his mother's

hair , giving her oral sex for a long time. Finally, his penis became hard, and he said, "How about it? My thing

is big, isn't it? Is your husband's bigger or mine?" His mother glanced at him seductively and continued kissing his penis, saying,

"My dead husband is like a shrimp, how can he compare to you? Of course, Mr. Jin's is bigger. I really like Mr.

Jin's big penis, um, I want it—" "Hehe, you slut, look at you, you're in heat,

it seems I was right. Keeping your son here will only excite you more, hehe." The two of them were exchanging

lewd words, which left me dumbfounded. Actually, Mr. Jin's thing wasn't that big at all. I had also secretly seen my father

's. To be precise, his penis and my father's were both small, short and thin, like a three-inch piece, and the head of the penis

wasn't thick enough either. But Mom still praised him enthusiastically, which excited Mr. Jin. His little penis stood up and twitched.

He quickly made Mom climb onto the bathtub and stick her big white buttocks up. Mom obediently stuck her buttocks up, and Mr. Jin eagerly

thrust in. Actually, Mom didn't have much lubrication there; it was quite dry. Mr. Jin must have had a hard time inserting it.

Mom's eyebrows furrowed in pain, and she bit her lip, groaning in pain. After all, his penis

was small, and it went in. Mr. Jin began to thrust comfortably, but Mom's expression was still so painful. Her

vaginal opening was still very dry. Fortunately, after a few thrusts, Mr. Jin suddenly cried out, his waist arched, and a few white waves

gushed into Mom's body. His little penis went limp and fell out. He was completely exhausted and slumped onto Mom's

back , only his lewd hands still not satisfied, continuing to knead Mom's big buttocks. Mom's face was full of disgust. She

must have been thinking, "What a useless man."

Mr. Jin didn't leave that night. I slept on the sofa outside, while Mr. Jin slept inside with my mother in his arms. Once the door

was closed, I couldn't see what they were doing anymore. But around midnight, I could hear them talking. " Mr.

Jin, you've been up all night, aren't you tired?" "My darling, I feel so bad I couldn't give you an orgasm.

" "Oh, never mind, you've been too busy lately. I'll make you some nourishing soup later." "My darling, I

love you so much, I'll do anything you want." "Oh, really? Have you taken care of my trip to America

?" "Yes, it's being processed. You know, after 9/11, visas are hard to get now." "Hmph,

didn't you say you were so capable, so familiar with big bosses in America and all that? I just want to study abroad

and then come back to help you. Ugh, I'm almost 30, it's so tough." Seeing his delicate mother crying

, Mr. Jin quickly hugged her tenderly, kissing her fair neck, saying, "My darling, you

'll become more mature and beautiful with each passing year. Don't worry, your visa will be processed quickly, we'll hear from you before July." "

So, July..." "I'll be flying to America this month, um, my dear brother, Mr. Jin, you're so good to me, I love you!" Mom immediately started to

whine , turning around and throwing herself into Mr. Jin's arms. Mr. Jin's hand followed her back, stroking her large buttocks,

then slipping into her anus to explore its wetness.

"Baby, when are you going to offer me your chrysanthemum and asshole?" "Seven, I'm still a virgin,

I haven't even been touched by my husband." "Aren't I your husband now? Give it to me." "Hehe, but you'd

better be hard enough, sweetie, take care of yourself, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." "That's true, that's true..."

Mr. Jin apologized repeatedly, embarrassed, and the night passed without further ado.

The last time Mom came home was the day before she was leaving. She waved her plane ticket in front of Dad

, coldly and arrogantly saying that she was about to fly to America to study. Dad gritted his teeth in anger, but could only swallow

his anger , watching Mom pack her suitcase and walk downstairs without looking back, where Mr. Jin's car from Hong Kong was parked.

Facing my parents' usual disdain, a sneer and contempt on their lips, she

glanced at me as she was about to get into the car, a hint of pity in her eyes. After all, we were mother and son. Tears welled up in my eyes, and

my mother's eyes were also red. She held back her tears and said, "Xiao Tao, be good, wait for Mom to come back for you.

" Then she resolutely got into the car and never looked back.

Six months later, my mother sent a letter from the United States—a notarized divorce

notice . Perhaps fearing too much entanglement in a divorce in China, she only filed for divorce after arriving in the United States. My father

had no reason to argue and could only accept the fact, accept this bleak marriage. After that, my father became even more

depressed, even losing his job as a salesman. He spent his days either drinking heavily or sleeping. I was forced to move back to the countryside in Wenzhou

to live with my grandparents. It's said that Mr. Jin was soon found to have financial problems, was

prosecuted smuggling, lost his job, and was sent back to Hong Kong, where he lived on social welfare, feeling very dejected. My mother

never contacted him again; he probably knew he was just a stepping stone for women to go abroad.

So I lived in Wenzhou until two years later, when I received news that my mother had remarried. By then,

she had US residency and wrote to say she wanted to bring me over. I was twelve years old then, and my mother was just 34. When

I saw my 34-year-old mother at the New York airport, she was even more beautiful. Mr. Jin was right;

my mother was the kind of woman who became more mature and beautiful with each passing year. That day, she wore a beautiful dress and

stood smiling at the airport waiting for me. Although I knew she had cheated on me, knew she was materialistic and promiscuous,

and knew how heartless she was to my father, she was still my mother, and I was still young. Seeing her

always made me happy. Just as I was searching for my stepfather, I noticed that instead of the restaurant

owner, my mother was standing next to a tall, robust American man. Wait a minute, Mom's letter clearly stated she was marrying a

Chinese owner; how could he be white?

"Xiao Tao! You've grown so much! Come here, this is Uncle Jack." With Mom's introduction, I saw

the imposing American standing next to her. Good heavens! He was a white American in his forties,

at least two heads taller than my 1.62-meter-tall mother. This white man was at least 185 centimeters tall ...i=61> He had blond hair and a muscular, bronze-colored physique. His strong arms were covered in tattoos, which looked intimidating. The man extended his large, hairy hand to shake mine. Wow, that blond hand, truly a Western man.

Ah! He easily carried two bags of luggage into his luxurious European-style car with one hand. I was so tired from the flight that

I dozed off.

He took my mother and me to a small villa and then left. The house had everything: a large TV,

a high-end DVD player, and all kinds of desserts. My mother was overjoyed and kept feeding me. My mother and I

spent a happy week like this. I really didn't know how my mother got such a wonderful villa.

One night a week later, I was awakened from my sleep by the sound of a door opening and noisy groans. I thought a

thief had broken in. I got out of bed and quietly opened the door. The lights in the living room were bright, and there was no

thief at all. Instead, the American man named Jack came in with a flushed face, accompanied by another man, a strong white man

just like . They both looked a little drunk. After they entered the house, my mother brought out whiskey to serve

them. Jack spoke to my mother in English, and after hesitating for a moment, my mother went inside, her face still red. Soon,

Mom came out of the house. However, she crawled out on all fours! She was wearing

nothing but a thong that barely covered her plump vulva! Even more unbelievable, she had

a dog leash around her beautiful neck. Seeing this astonishing scene, I quietly hid behind my door. Because my small room was

very close to the central hall, my view was very clear. As soon as Mom came out, her beautiful, dazzling, snow-white body

immediately attracted the attention of the group of foreigners, who all surrounded her and began to touch her. Mom lay on the floor, moaning and trembling softly

. Jack shook the thin chain around her beautiful neck, and she obediently climbed onto the coffee table, lying on her back

and automatically spreading her legs into an M shape. The two foreign men, as if they had found a treasure, pulled open her meager

thong, their hairy hands groping her body inside and out, their wet lips and tongues tracing every inch of her skin. Mom's

sensitive body immediately responded intensely. I saw a white man's fingers dab a

thin stream of clear love fluid between her legs. Mom's toes clenched tightly together as she passionately kissed Jack.

"Ha... Ah... Ah... Oh..." My mother's pleasurable moans grew louder and more unbearable.

I couldn't help but look up again. Jack's friend was buried in my mother's exposed genitals,

making loud, satisfying noises as he sucked on her. Her two straight, smooth legs were already lifted into the air, her snow-white, alluring body

bouncing like a fish. The two foreigners were raping her while also taking off their own clothes. Wow! Their penises were all monstrously

thick and long, with a ferocious appearance. They were more than twice the size of that Mr. Jin's!

At this moment, Jack joined in with his friend, raping my mother. My mother's moans of orgasm

grew louder and louder. Jack lifted my mother up as easily as picking up a chick, his arms gripping her legs, and he thrust into her while

holding her in mid-air. In the arms of that tall, white man, my beautiful and lovely mother looked

as . After a few minutes, Jack passed her on to the next man, who fucked her in the same position, playing a lewd

sex game. However, there was only one female protagonist, my mother, a beautiful mature Chinese woman, while there were two

male protagonists Each of them had their penises erect, their engorged shafts and glans

glistening red with the love fluid secreted by my mother. Every time their penises were pulled out of my mother's little hole, they would make a "pop!"

sound as they pulled out of the piston!

The image of my poor mother's lower body and every huge intestine tightly connected was clearly presented before my eyes. Her

thigh and buttock muscles were constantly exerting force, and I imagined that the vagina that made men ecstatic was sucking and entwining the huge thing inside. No wonder

every man who played with her was ravaging her with all his might, and no one wanted to ejaculate first. This was an unfair confrontation.

They took turns fucking my mother, giving her enough time to delay the arrival of orgasm, while my poor, beautiful mother could not rest.

All she could do was desperately cling to the man's broad back, twisting her snow-white buttocks and slender waist to meet him.

Seeing this humiliating scene, I cried. My mother hadn't married in America. This wanton woman,

for money and a house, had become an American's prostitute, offering her voluptuous, fair body for his and

his friends' amusement. Looking at my mother's wanton state, my heart ached.

After watching for a while, the two white men roughly threw my mother onto the sofa, making her turn over and

crawl like a dog in front of them. One of them raised his powerful erection, ready to assault the fertile soil of that beautiful

Chinese woman. My mother's face was flushed, her breath coming in gasps, obediently and gently making

the shape of a bitch sticking out her plump ass, her mature, beautiful, pink vulva awaiting the American's cock.

The white man thrust in, fucking her powerfully like a cannon, his large penis penetrating my mother's

uterus with each thrust. With each thrust, my mother would raise her head, followed by a delicate, melodious moan, making the man's pleasure

even greater.

The American simply grabbed my mother's hair with one hand, lifting her head like a horse, while his other hand

slapped her fat buttocks repeatedly, forcefully thrusting into her uterus. The slapping sounds, the American's

cowboy shouts, and my mother's intoxicated moans created a perverted, frenzied, and shameful

Western cowboy scene.

"Haha, ride this chink bitch like a horse, ben!! Look at her face,

she's loving every minute of it! Tell us, China doll, how's her big white cock feel

to an Asian

cock?"

"Ahh, oooh, ahh, I

like very much your cock in me!" my mother said shamelessly. Later, when I learned English, I finally understood

what my mother was saying. To please her masters, she disgraced Chinese women by uttering such shameless

words. Mother gasped and moaned, each sound louder than the last, almost like a sob…

The man named Ben seemed to relish the sight of this beautiful young Chinese woman being raped until she couldn't

breathe. Watching her face contorted with a seductive shame, he seemed to enjoy

the poignant beauty . He pulled back his hips, revealing his engorged, thick, white penis, glistening with clear fluid…

The line, leaving his mother's watery, seductive oriental paradise, sent his trembling glans into her mouth: " Gee to

your

lips and suck my meat stick, you yellow slut!"

"Mmm...mmm..." His mother obediently knelt beneath the white man in an extremely graceful posture, ready to

serve that magnificent American penis. She shyly raised her face, her almond-shaped eyes gazing at him with exquisite beauty,

first licking and sucking with her cherry-like lips, then lowering her eyelids and slowly opening her mouth to suck and lick...

She licked gently and delicately, her fair hands guiding the white man's thick, intimidating, veiny penis, sucking until

the American cried out in pleasure, "Oh...

this Chinese slut

is born to suck cock...her mouth feels so good!" Hearing the praise, the mother

moved , sucking and releasing, making his already erect penis appear even larger and higher,

glistening with saliva. The mother's mouth moved up and down, and occasionally the marks of the glans could be seen on her tightly sucking cheeks.

Ben murmured contentedly, enjoying the sounds of his mother's saliva as she performed oral sex on him.

Clearly, watching his white penis go in and out of the mouth of a voluptuous Chinese woman was very stimulating

and possessive . Incredibly, my little penis, while I was peeking, slowly began to rise...

At this moment, Jack, who was waiting nearby, grew impatient. He wrapped his mother's hands around her back, then grabbed

the dog leash around her neck and tightly bound her two slender wrists. The mother's humiliating posture made her exude

the sensuality of a vulnerable Eastern woman. It was truly a bizarre sight: a plump Chinese woman, firmly bound by a dog leash

, was diligently offering herself to an outrageously large white man, just to bring him pleasure.

And beside her, another man was waiting to use his American penis to ravage this Chinese sex doll.

Soon, the man named Ben ejaculated, collapsing onto the sofa, panting heavily. But the mother did

n't stop there. Jack gave her almost no time to catch her breath, shoving his American cannon into

her already violated cherry-like mouth. His rough action startled her slightly, but

she immediately obediently resumed her sexual service. To help him ejaculate, the lustful mother began

to suck his glans with even greater effort. With each suck and release, his penis grew harder and harder. Compared to his friend,

the Czech could last longer. No matter how hard the mother rocked her head back and forth, she couldn't satisfy the American's

lust. After about twenty minutes of his enormous penis relentlessly pounding in the mother's mouth, it finally looked like

he was about to ejaculate. The Czech roared, "Eat my fucking cum, china whore!"

He gripped the mother's dark, shiny hair tightly. I thought he would pull

his thick penis out of the mother's mouth, but instead, he unceremoniously sprayed his semen into her

mouth!

The poor, beautiful mother, as a plaything, could only be wantonly played with by the wealthy foreigner. She choked on the

thick semen, tears streaming down her face. But there was nothing she could do; her head was tightly held, and she couldn't spit it

out, and her hands were tied behind her back, so she couldn't push him away. That damned white man had so much semen, so much that

Mom couldn't even swallow it all before it overflowed. The thick semen dripped from her mouth, down her chin, onto her breasts, and

down her pubic hair.

The American ejaculated for a full minute before finally stopping, then pulled his

penis . As soon as his glans was pulled out, several drops of semen dripped onto her beautiful face. He then

smeared his penis on Mom's face and her white breasts, making her skin glisten as if she had applied a moisturizing cream

. Then, Mom put the penis in her mouth and sucked the semen off it, making a slurping

sound . She slowly stuck out her tongue and licked his still-throbbing penis clean, even swallowing it.

Mom's face was covered in tears and semen, but even so, she raised her head

and smiled , as if to thank him for the defilement of her body.

After unleashing the dog from Mom's leash, the man plopped down on the sofa, pointing to his

still-erect penis and gesturing for Mom to clean him and his friend. Mom carefully wiped them clean with a hot towel and dressed them. The friend named Ben patted Mom's soft , white buttocks with satisfaction, "praising" Czech: "You lucky best! Where did you find such a fine piece of submissive Asian meal? I better tell you your load into that erslanded two very

nine . " (You lucky bastard, where did you find such a beautiful and obedient Asian tender? I bet you fill her with your semen .) The two men laughed heartily. Clearly, in their eyes, Mom was nothing more than a Chinese urinal for their white lust! Mom's white master threw a few banknotes on the table and left with his friend . Mom, however, shamelessly swayed her large white breasts and fat buttocks, laughing as she saw them off. 　　After this incident, in my precocious mind, Mom had become a lowly Chinese bitch willing to become a despicable woman for money and the right to reside abroad. To go abroad, she disdained selling her personality and national dignity to American men to lick their big dicks. Mom thought she could stay in America long-term with this man named Czech, but things weren't that simple… 　　Not long after, one Saturday morning, Mom was taking a shower while I was watching cartoons in the living room. Just as I was engrossed in the show, the doorbell rang. Mom had just finished showering and hurriedly put on a nightgown to open the door. Standing outside was a tall American youth, about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed slovenly, like a thug. "Are you Ms. Lin?" he asked. Mom nodded. The young man glanced into the house and, seeing only Mom and me, whispered something in Mom I don't know what he said, but it startled her. Mom immediately called me...

She turned off the TV and went back to my room. She wanted to talk to this older boy, and it was best for a child not to get in the way.

Curiosity drove me to "obediently" pretend to sneak into my room, but actually I hid

behind the wall not far from the door. I wanted to hear what my mother and this stranger were talking about.

The young man told my mother his name was Brad in a contemptuous tone, and he turned out to be

the son of the wealthy American man who was keeping my mother as a mistress! Hearing this, my mother was so shocked she didn't know what to say. Then, he

began to threaten my poor mother menacingly. Although my English wasn't very good either, he seemed to be trying to scare

my mother by saying he would take her to immigration and deport her because she had seduced his father and was trying to cheat his family out of money.

At the mention of immigration, my mother immediately turned pale with fright and trembled all over. My mother nervously grabbed the man

's hand and pleaded in her broken English that she would do anything, just don't be deported to China.

Seeing my mother's terrified appearance, Brad's tone wasn't as harsh as before. He began to lecherously stare

at my mother's full, milky-white body. My mother was wearing her usual sleeveless slip dress at home, with

pink faux-fur slippers on her feet. Her slip dress was made of sheer fabric, very thin, and you could even see her

pink panties and the faint outline of her areolas. In her haste, my mother forgot to wear a bra, so she

wasn't wearing anything on her upper body!

Combined with her freshly washed long hair and the faint scent of soap emanating from her, it created

an alluring scene.

Brad stared lustfully at my mother's breasts. My mother seemed to realize something was amiss, and her face flushed red. That

damned Brad grabbed my mother's arm and then leaned in to grasp her soft breasts.

With her breasts being fondled by a strange man, my mother immediately went limp.

Three weeks passed in the blink of an eye. During these three weeks, Brad didn't bother me anymore. But the good times didn't last long. One day,

I wasn't feeling well and took the day off at noon. I went home early, intending to have lunch at home. I quietly

opened the door, wanting to surprise my mother. As soon as I opened the door, I heard a

commotion coming from my mother's room, followed by indistinct voices and laughter. I quietly walked to my mother's bedroom door and

found it wasn't closed, leaving a wide crack. I peeked inside and was stunned.

Inside were Brad and his two friends, and a completely naked Asian woman whose head was trapped between

the legs of a tall American man. The woman's skin was smooth, soft, and delicate, her two large breasts

full and perky, incredibly alluring. In the hands of another young man, they were being shaped into various

forms, while Brad was forcefully thrusting into her vagina, occasionally slapping

her very plump buttocks. The woman was being played with by the three men, looking utterly disheveled,

occasionally letting out muffled moans.

It was obvious without asking that this Asian woman being played with and abused by three tall American youths was

my poor mother. Her already large breasts were now almost

twice their original size, and her face was often flushed, appearing very rosy. At that moment, Brad

shouted, "Ahhhh!" I woke up with a start and saw Brad's friend pull out his

penis and slap it against my mother's face: "

Go clean his cock, you obedient

whore!" Then the American suddenly grabbed my mother's two large black nipples with both hands and pulled them

up forcefully. I heard my mother scream. I saw my mother being

roughly lifted off the bed by the tall, strong white man.

He twisted her body, her nipples in his hand, and she was now lying between Brad's legs

. Brad was slapping his large American penis hard against my mother's cute little Chinese cherry lips.

"Lick my cock, you yellow

meat, come lick my cock!" he yelled, grabbing my mother's legs and shoving them under her head.

This lifted her plump, white buttocks into the air. Brad

grabbed her large labia with one hand and slapped her vulva heavily with the other,

the sound of the slaps filling the air. Her once white and tender vulva instantly turned bright

red and tender. I was astonished.

After a while, Brad released his grip on her labia with his left hand and used his right hand to grasp her

buttocks , his thumb digging into her vulva. With a sudden burst of strength in his right hand, like a circus act, he lifted my mother

upwards with a powerful jerk of his wrist. She was flipped over in mid-air, now

seemingly sitting on his right hand—or rather,

perched on his fingers. My mother's entire body rested on her own fleshy vulva and the finger that

was inserted into her buttocks. Now, perched on his fingers and suspended in mid-air

, her legs, previously positioned behind her head, couldn't fall down on

their own . She had to use her hands to lift them.

This presented me with an extremely lewd scene: a voluptuous young Asian woman,

completely naked, her hands and feet raised high, perched

on the fingers of a strong white man, entirely dependent on her vulva and buttocks. The sight was unbearable to witness, and I was simultaneously astonished by Brad's incredible strength.

I was completely stunned. Just then, I heard maniacal laughter and cheers coming from inside the room,

mixed with the faint moans of a woman. I looked up and saw Brad proudly holding my mother aloft,

ordering her to remain in this humiliating position. He then slowly carried my

mother from the room into the living room.

Terrified, I quickly hid in my room, leaving the door a crack to peek at

what was about to happen in the living room. I saw Brad inserting his right hand into my mother's vagina and carrying her into the living room,

followed closely by two other American youths carrying digital video cameras. At that moment, I noticed that my mother's hands...

She stood there, cradling her large breasts in front of her chest, striking a shy, offering pose. After Ye Shaoyang carried

her around the living room, her hands moved to her chest, her forearms supporting

her enormous breasts, like Guanyin sitting on a lotus. The difference was that Guanyin sat on a lotus, while my mother's

bare buttocks were inserted into Ye Shaoyang's right hand.

After a few laps, I saw Brad place my mother upside

down her hands, feet, and head facing down, only her smooth, soft, plump buttocks protruding into

the air. Then, I saw Brad's friend bring two bouquets of flowers, one for her vulva and one for her buttocks

, while another friend filmed her pose with a camera.

I watched intently, speechless for a long time.

Three teenage boys

completely dominated a 37-year-old mature and beautiful woman. Their penises were inserted into her mouth, vagina, and anus, and she eagerly responded. Her three orifices were filled with semen. She

became their plaything. They stripped her naked and made her sing and dance for them. Her slender waist, large

buttocks , and big breasts swayed seductively. They ordered her to drink their urine, and she dared not disobey, opening her lewd mouth

and letting them urinate into her mouth to humiliate her. They filmed her lewd scenes and

used a rolling pin and a beer bottle to penetrate her vagina and anus.

She became increasingly submissive. Sometimes she would accompany these high school boys to parties, where they would make

her strip naked and dance for them, then take turns bullying her…

Soon, Halloween arrived. To fit into the Halloween atmosphere in the community, she

set up and bought me a mask so I could go

trick-or-treating with other children. On the night of Ghost Festival, after dinner, my mother kept urging me to go trick-or-treating.

I noticed her anxious expression, like a reporter trying to kick me out of the house but failing, hence her panic.

After a long while, I finally prepared my mask and bag and told my mother, "I'm going." She

responded absentmindedly, her expression clearly tense.

Once outside, I found another Chinese boy from my class, whom I'm good friends with. We

went door-to-door asking for candy and quickly reaped a bountiful harvest, filling more than half a bag. Two hours later, we circled the neighborhood

and returned to my small apartment. Strangely, there were many people in front of my door,

all high school students around eighteen or nineteen years old. Were they also asking for candy? A big question mark appeared in my mind. So, I

said goodbye to my friend and ran home. Wow! There were so many people! Thanks to my small stature, I finally squeezed into my

own apartment. Wow, in the dimly lit central hall, Brad and one of his friends were busy

collecting money in front of my mother's bedroom door. They were even having people lining up and shouting, "Come on, come on!

Come

on

in and taste the delicious food from the East! Ten dollars each!" Wait,

what ?

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