Keeping a secret is really hard

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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, and the other four were respectable women. One of them was my mother. Those who have actually done it or want to can come and see. Xiaohe, come too.
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 bike 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 around with women; my mother was just one of his prey. My house is on the second floor, and I felt something was wrong as soon as I walked in. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao's voices. 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 instead of screaming, I felt a strange excitement. I still don't understand it. Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, and they slid down to the floor, revealing her white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands began to caress and pinch them. My mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs went weak, and I knelt on the floor. The opening there was even wider, and I couldn't control my eyes. He put my mother on the bed and started taking off his 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, thrusting in and out while simultaneously removing her top and bra, and sucking her tongue. My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow by him, only a few strands of her hair showing. The muffled sounds of their tongues entwining, the two bodies writhing together, 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 of him, even patting my mother's buttocks afterward 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 already 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 white, plump body with one hand, my mother remaining motionless as he touched her. He asked my mother to get up and get a drink, my mother didn't move, he slapped her round buttocks with his hand, my mother twisted her body a few times, and giggled coquettishly. I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was so hard that even sitting down made my buttocks ache, and the glans had soaked my underwear. He stayed inside until almost 4 PM before coming out. I don't know how he abused my mom while she was inside. My dad wouldn't be back for another two days. I skipped all my afternoon classes; he came every time, staying until almost 4 PM each time. 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 leisurely 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 bear to look at my mom, but she acted as usual.
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 tell anything. That night, while I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came over. He and my dad acted like brothers, and my mom was actually smiling happily beside him.
But my dad knew nothing. I overheard a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded in my room. 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. 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. In my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost 30 and had a particular fondness for women. He took me to a prostitute's house for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a knack for having sex 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 became familiar with that woman. She asked me what kind of woman I liked best, and I asked her to find me a woman who was almost 40. She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like that." The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost 40. 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. The way Xiao Miao had stripped her naked two years ago was almost exactly like Sister Lan's fleshy waist. The two naked bodies lingered in front of me for a day and a 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 mom was washing her feet in the living room. I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mom turned around, startled, and asked what I was doing. I breathed heavily and touched her face again. My mom looked at me, shocked, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao." My mom's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I wanted. I said, "I'll do it. Come with me." My mother's eyes widened in shock. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her. She 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's hands gripped the belt tightly. Perhaps it was too sudden; she quickly ran out of strength. At first, she screamed and cursed, but when I pulled her pants down, she began to beg for mercy. I pulled hard, and my mother fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants down like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, rolled over, and her snow-white, round buttocks turned around. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go. I started taking off my clothes. My mom turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She scrambled 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 mom's face was deathly pale. Her hands were weak as she tried to push me away, and she desperately tried to keep her legs together. I spread them apart with my legs, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mom and kissed her face haphazardly, but she kept dodging away. My glans began to search for her vaginal opening. My mom was already in despair, pushing me away haphazardly, but it was no use. She stared at me blankly, as if she didn't recognize me. Then, my glans touched her vaginal opening and went in a little. My mom's whole body trembled immediately. I pressed my hips down, and my penis went in. My mom's body stiffened instantly. She stopped resisting, her eyes turned blue, and she vomited. I moved her a little and started thrusting. With each thrust, my mother's head bobbed, making "ho, ho" sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, smearing her face, my neck, and chest with the vomit, but I didn't feel a thing. The sensation of my penis inside her vagina was incredibly intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even fully savor this woman's body, I ejaculated. Never so quickly. The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting a few times, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released my mother and pulled my penis out. My mom lay sprawled out, like a starfish, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, I kicked her leg, and she got up, too scared to look at me. She covered her lower body with one hand and got out of bed, naked, frantically searching for clothes on the floor. She found some pants by the sofa, but couldn't manage to put them on for a long time, trembling. My mom went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and went back to my room, my mind blank. After a while, I heard my mom leave. She didn't come back the next day, and I was worried something might have happened. I called her workplace, and she hung up immediately when she heard my voice. I felt relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, wanting to give her a proper welcome when she returned. But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mom had moved to my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't return until my dad came back from his trip. I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I tensed up, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid on the third-floor corner. But when I heard my dad open the door, there was nothing wrong. He's a hot-tempered person; if he knew, he would never have opened the door like that. I felt a little relieved, so I went downstairs and went inside. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mom, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.
My mom started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone together, she would immediately leave. When my dad 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. After more than two months, my scrotum was swollen with semen. I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body very well, and although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full load of semen on my mom. I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had slept with a woman who had been married, but now she wanted to break up with her husband. What should I do? Sister Lan laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever. If she's a woman who hasn't been with a man before, then you've got your eye on 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 of breaking up. Once you've destroyed a woman's sense of shame and she's given up on herself, she'll be 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 Jie. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone at my cousin's house went out, and I cornered my mother alone. As soon as my mother opened the door, I knew something was wrong, so I squeezed in. This time, my mother was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, and several times I pinned her down but she sat up again. I stopped. My mother leaned against the wall with her hair disheveled, 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 ground against the wall. I asked my mother to come home with me. She was as obedient as a lamb, and I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door. In the taxi, I couldn't help but hug my mother and rub her. The driver said from the front, "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 motorcade compound, I had my mother walk ahead, and I followed. I had to walk with a slight stoop and small steps because my pants were already 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 walked past. The woman looked at my mother with 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 going 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 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 she shuddered, 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 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 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, gently pinching her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened and stood erect in a moment. 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 I made her open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to wet. I put my fingers inside and probed; it became even wetter. I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet now?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red. I leaned down, hugged her, and said, "You're already my woman. You already have my insides. If we're together, no one will know." She closed her eyes, 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 been holding back for more than two months into my woman's uterus. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's plump body for a while, then rolled over and pulled my penis out. As the glans left the vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets. My mother stopped moaning, panting. Her eyes were watery, and her fleshy body relaxed. When she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest. My mother was fair and plump, with large breasts and a big bottom. Although her waist was a bit thick, it still had the shape of a guitar when she lay on her side. I lay comfortably with this naked, slightly plump body in my arms, touching this voluptuous trophy, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan Jie and the others. We lingered until dark. My mom got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked groceries. When she came back, she brought two boxes of birth control pills. Her uterus is retroverted, so she can't have an IUD. Usually, when she's with my dad, she makes him wear a condom, but now that she's with me, she has to take birth control pills.
That night, I held my mom and slept soundly. The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps. He has no idea what happened. I wasn't home when he came in. When I saw him coming back from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned, but I immediately brushed past him. We didn't talk much anyway. In that short time from the door to 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, throbbing against my lower abdomen. I think Xiao Miao used to like chatting with my dad after she cheated on my mom, maybe it was this feeling. The feeling of facing a man you'd cheated on. 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 immediately 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 didn't look at me or my dad, like she'd done something wrong, and as soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen and wouldn't come out. But my dad couldn't wait, and just after eight o'clock, 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 dangerous situation. 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. After we finished, I was still not satisfied 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 came back with an air conditioner repairman. Apparently, he'd found a cheap repairman and switched shifts. Just two minutes ago, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear under my body. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, and my dad went with him to buy it. As soon as they left, I quickly got up. I looked at my mom; her face was deathly pale as she leaned against the kitchen door. Although my heart was pounding, I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mom took it and wandered into the bathroom like a ghost. I rushed back to school. From then on, I clearly sensed that my mom was having second thoughts. One afternoon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my dad wanted to drive shorter routes. I immediately realized it was my mom's idea, and anger flared up. I felt this woman was still defiant. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women need women to manage them. But I didn't dare to do anything rashly.
My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her confidence. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news came: 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 had been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I just kept staring at my mom's body. In early April, my dad finally left. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, I wasn't completely without opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this changed 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 tonight. That night, when my mom and I were in bed together, this woman seemed unaccustomed to 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. My mom, naked, crawled out of bed to answer it. 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 penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with my mom's breasts and belly, which had become 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 I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched her cervix. She gritted her teeth, trying not to scream, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red. Her vagina contracted like a small hand. The instant my semen entered her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a drawn bow, and she managed a weak moan. But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I released her, ignoring the semen flowing down her thighs, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take her medication. But the orgasm had dulled her senses; she didn't notice anything wrong with the medication.
My father had only been gone a month, and my mother was already pregnant.
During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mother's body. On the morning of the 6th, when she returned 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 wasn't happy either. My mom told me that the transportation team had a medical station and 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 was in 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; in three months, the pregnancy would become visible. My mom panicked terribly, and to be honest, I felt things were going to get really bad. Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom, already desperate, called my dad, saying my uncle was critically ill and needed him to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, so he came back without calling to verify. When he got back, he only thought my mom might be overreacting. He was still in a good mood, though. Actually, he'd been quite pent up in Xiamen, spending three days there and three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't make 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 pregnancy certificate. The woman at the clinic was sharp-eyed; she figured something out. That evening, when she brought the certificate to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to her at the door, "You seem to have gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant." My mom had to casually admit she'd gained weight.
With the certificate, we were both 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 already 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 mom to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting for her. My mother's uterus is retroverted, and the hospital was worried that the incomplete scraping might not have removed all the tissue. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was larger and in the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin, otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mother is 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 the people in the caravan couldn't hide it from her, and they started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gained weight!" My mother could only reply, "Yes, I've gained weight again." When she was more than four months pregnant, my mother's breasts were very large, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were bulging. Her waist had also thickened, 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 tough decision and went out one morning without binding her belly. As soon as she stepped out, her bulging belly immediately became the focus of attention. I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Sister Lan 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 transportation department 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 in the cafeteria, while my mother was queuing, people passing by would glance at her belly. Someone leaned over a table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!" My mother pretended not to hear. My mother's breasts were very swollen, and she wasn't wearing a bra; she was wearing thin clothes in the summer. I saw a man next to me staring at my mother's breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These days, I've had my fill of the "female taste" of pregnant women. My mother's protruding belly meant I could only use the rear-entry position. I made my mother 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 itch. Finally, I reached 24 weeks, and 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 would be a pity to abort." Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard my own
baby's heartbeat. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mom's name on it, 38 years old, enlarged uterus, 24 weeks pregnant, singleton, right-sided. The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mom's breasts were swollen and milk was coming in. The doctor said that after the surgery, she could use medication to stop lactation. I didn't want that. Now my mom is completely my woman, completely obedient to me. When the doctor came back and learned that my mom only wanted the medication and not to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised she almost dropped her glasses. After the doctor left, I put my hand inside my mom's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mom pushed my hand away, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until the procedure was finished, neither the doctor nor the nurses asked about my relationship with my mother. A month later, I resumed my sexual relationship with her. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly, causing milk to be expressed. I would suckle my mother's breasts empty morning and night, but at lunchtime, while I was at the vocational school, her breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to sit or touch the table, and milk would overflow as she walked, sometimes wetting her chest. 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 gossip afterwards. Several men started hanging around my mother. Two weeks before my father returned, I had my mother use medication to stop lactation. But her breasts had grown considerably. When my father returned, he heard rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with an illegitimate child while he was away. One day, he locked himself in the door and argued with my mother, asking what had happened. I heard my mother crying and cursing, saying, "You didn't use a condom those days, of course it's yours!" He had no choice but to quietly ask if anyone had come to the house. I, of course, 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 gave up. However, he changed to a shorter route.
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 pulled my mom into 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 use a condom, but he was definitely impotent. He stripped my mom naked, trying to do it from behind, and told her to 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 touched my mom's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet so it would be easier to penetrate, but it didn't get wet for a long time. He got angry and yelled at my mom, "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 mom bent over and didn't say a word. But his thing wouldn't work. He rubbed it for a while, then smeared some saliva on his penis and tried to get it slippery by touching my mother's vulva. He still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in. He started thrusting, but less than 10 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 slept, my mother grabbed a nightgown and came out naked, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. When she saw me outside the door, she was startled, her large breasts jiggling in front of her. I was already hard. I touched my mother's vulva; it was still wet. I didn't bother letting her wipe it 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 it felt completely different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the vaginal opening. The inside was also much slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other to support her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched something wet. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet thing was pulled away, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs closer to my waist and inserted even deeper. After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mom reacted, biting her lower lip. I held my mom's fleshy waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. My mom started panting. I moved my hands back to my... I lifted her buttocks slightly and thrust in as far as I could, my glans touching her cervix. This time it went even deeper, a little further in. Her cervix, like a small mouth, enveloped the tip of my urethra. I thrust a few times, and my mother made a sound, but she held it in, afraid my father would hear. She gripped the sheets tightly. I knew she was close, so I increased my thrusting. She gasped for breath, suppressing her moans, her buttocks lifting up on their own, her body arching. Her breasts swelled, her nipples hard and erect, her areolas bulging. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, like small hands gripping my penis. Her soft belly pressed against mine. I felt hot all over, sweat beading on my back, and I was about to ejaculate. I paused for a moment, remaining deep inside, 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 reached her cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and thrust forward, ejaculating a large amount of semen into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt came out, 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 whole body limp, panting beneath me. My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother slowed down, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting rhythmically. I lifted my head from beside my mother's ear. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with her hand. I pulled her close 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 glans emerged from her vagina, she let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly. She turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I held her and patted her bottom. She wriggled playfully. I thought of Xiao Miao again and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little. She looked up and lightly slapped me. I listened for a while, but there was nothing. In another room not far from us, my father was calling. We lingered for a while longer. Seeing that it was almost one o'clock, I patted my mother's round bottom and told her to go back. She lingered with me for a while longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly went over 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 eyes. I knew it was her first time doing 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 friend who had taken me to brothels with Sister Lan's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was married but still liked to brothels. He had returned to work as a driver in the motorcade. 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 Cannon). 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." Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Sister Lan immediately laughed and said, "I've been a player for a long time." Old Pao said, "Even if he's old, he can't beat me. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my groin, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you lifting your head? Are you impotent from letting Sister Lan play with you? I'll go first. You haven't tried anal sex before, have you? Let me get you interested, let your little brother lift its head." Actually, I'd already tried anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month or so. 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!" Sister Lan, 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." Old Pao, while forcefully thrusting into Sister Lan, said, "Great! Since you've already used her for a series of rounds, let me try too. What does that woman do? Unwet women are more interesting to play with." Just as Sister Lan said, "It's no fun if we go into the water," Lao Pao silenced her with his tongue. Lao Pao, panting, rolled off Sister Lan after he'd 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 definitely into that. Lao Pao lit a cigarette and asked me again if I wanted to have a double penetration. Sister Lan, naked and eating an apple, saw I didn't respond and said, "Lao Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can switch." Hearing this, I immediately got an erection. They both laughed, saying, "Looks like this is what interests him." Lao Pao and I half-jokingly agreed that I'd play with his wife in a few days. I knew his wife; she worked at the team'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 Lao Pao. I was currently an intern at the team, and Lao Pao was in the lead car. Unexpectedly, a few days later, during a break when the intern team went out for road training, Lao Pao came over, grinning mischievously, and said, "Come to my house after you've finished driving." He turned and left. As I watched his retreating figure, my penis immediately became erect.
After parking my car, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in the 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 wrong? 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 back. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyes, put the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Lao Pao followed her in, and came out in a flash, inviting me to eat. I noticed he seemed a little excited. I took a steamed bun and asked him, "What are you up to?" Lao Pao didn't answer, looking at me with a half-smile. Seeing his increasingly excited expression, 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 my lower body started to feel something. 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 glazed. 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 a little 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 hesitated, then stood up and went to the inner room. The lights weren't on, but I could see Zhang Qin sitting fully clothed on the edge of the bed in the dim light from the living room. I went in, and Lao Pao followed, carrying a glass of water. I saw a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed, and he sat down on it without a word, placing the water beside him. 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 had an average figure. 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, unsure of what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and didn't say a word. After a while, I started to feel 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 hand inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and started 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 motionless, but I ignored him and pressed down on Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased, which gave me a thrill. I became truly excited, lowering my head to suck her tongue, 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. I gently pinched it, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, her thighs clamping together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my legs and continued to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, and her body began to writhe. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against mine, her buttocks twisting as she tried to dodge. I thought it was about time, so I pushed down and pulled her pants off. Old Pao let out another babbling sound. I quickly took off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more. I spread her legs apart, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were wet, even faster than my mother's. I didn't rush to penetrate her, but rubbed my penis up and down against her labia, making her even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, took off 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, licked it for a while, and gently bit it a few times with my teeth. Zhang Qin began to moan. I spread her legs wider and began searching 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 deep inside, and began pumping. As our movements became faster, Zhang Qin's breathing became more rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, panting heavily as he started to undress, piece by piece. I thrust a few times deep inside Zhang Qin's vagina, and she swayed her head from side to side, moaning loudly and uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I also lost control, tightly gripping Zhang Qin's waist and thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin desperately shook her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly wrapped around my neck. My buttocks were twitching violently, I couldn't control myself. I took a deep breath and forcefully pressed my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a large gush of hot fluid gushed out from my urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, let out a cry, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go. After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, my whole body relaxed, and I started panting heavily. Zhang Qin also started panting and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't contract like my mother's. Lao Pao then groaned 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 my penis out. Zhang Qin lay there limp and motionless. I breathed softly, lying on my side next to 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 groaned, his body tensing and arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times before abruptly stopping. 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 limp penis slowly went limp, slumping against his thighs. A large puddle of semen sprayed onto his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket. After a while, he slowly turned slightly 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 down on my back next to her and soon fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom. I went to 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 beckoned me to sit down, but Zhang Qin didn't respond and continued eating her sunflower seeds. 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. Seeing that I hesitated a bit, Lao Pao didn't say anything more and continued watching TV. After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying?" 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. Lao Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed what had happened, only heard about it. Zhang Qin said, "I see your mother in the cafeteria every day, her belly is getting bigger every day, who can she hide it from?" I said, "It seems she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those days." Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Looking at that belly, she's probably five or six months pregnant, does she think people are stupid?" Lao Pao immediately perked up and kept 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. Old Pao looked disappointed when he saw I was leaving. At that moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said softly, "It's not yours, is it?" I'm not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment, 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 were stunned for a moment, then Old Pao's face turned red with excitement, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin laughed loudly. Old Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother have sex, while Zhang Qin kept urging him on. It was almost 1 a.m., and I had used up a lot of energy on Zhang Qin earlier; I was really sleepy, so I finally said, "Okay, okay." Old Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin jumped up and rubbed against me, murmuring, "A man, a real man."
When I got home, I heard my dad snoring coming from the bedroom. I lay on the bed and remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on my mom. Now the person was Lao Pao, and I gradually got 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 to call in sick on her phone, and then I pinned her down, unable to speak. After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out the 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 that he had been cheated on, but there was nothing he could do. He probably felt it was too much of a loss, 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 find another opportunity to bring it up later.
Lao Pao had been like a wound-up toy 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, reluctantly looking away. When my mother was getting food at the canteen, 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 really had no way to handle him. 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, the 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 suggested we go 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 captain's inside." I was shocked, suddenly realizing why he was driving for the convoy. Old Pao said, "So what? The captain's slept with every woman in the convoy. We used to think it was the captain 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 as I walked away, and I felt uneasy. Two
days later, Old Pao suddenly came to find me, grinning mischievously, and said, "The captain's inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything. When I arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the convoy, the captain was sitting in a private room. I sat down silently beside him, listening to Lao Pao and the captain'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 captain turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been thinking about your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me my wish, give me my wish." I didn't move, just smiled and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The captain immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to Lao Pao, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one word: you can be the dispatch assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?" As I was leaving, I told the captain, "My dad's driving short-haul routes now, and I haven't had a proper break in months." The captain nodded with a half-smile and said, "He'll be driving long-haul routes tomorrow."
That evening, my dad came home and immediately started yelling at the captain 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 sat down next to me as soon as she put it down, clinging to me like a couple who had just separated. That evening, after we finished, 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 a conversation. Two days later, I went to the dispatch office. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you're coming to the dispatch office. You're lucky!" I smiled. Just then, a big, fat man came in, slumped into a chair, and sat down like a walrus lying on a 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, "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 Lao Pao, 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, wondering what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mother into my room. I listened; it seemed quiet inside, but I knew Zhang Qin and my mother were talking. Only about ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing lewdly. The door opened, Zhang Qin came out, smiled at me, and said, "Tomorrow we'll have your mother'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 around. Who would say anything? The team leader said you'll understand when you've had your fun. There are plenty of people playing around." My mother retorted fiercely, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human! I'm pregnant with your child, and you still let people bully me!" Although my mother was reluctant, she had no other choice. I think things are much simpler when women communicate.
The agreed time was 2 PM. My mom had been distracted all morning, and so had I. I felt a mix of regret and worry, but I didn't want the meeting to end. This conflicting feeling persisted. As 2 PM approached, my mom became increasingly restless. Before 2 PM 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 quite catch 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." She then sat on my lap. I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard a loud thud from my bed. My heart skipped a beat; I figured he must have sat down next to my mom. I was only focused on listening to the sounds inside, and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin at the moment. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down beside me, staring at the ceiling. I heard the captain talking to my mother, followed by the sound of clothes rustling, and my mother quietly pushing him away. I stood up and peeked out. The captain was smirking, one arm around my mother's shoulder, the other hand inside her clothes, groping her. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the captain's hand. The captain turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tightly, kissing her haphazardly on the face, his hand inside intensifying its movements. My mother struggled quietly, trying to push the hand away. The captain, 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 captain 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 interfere with his performance." The captain 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 captain said, "Be good and it won't hurt." He then tore open my mother's shirt with his other hand. 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 grabbed my penis and laughed lewdly, saying, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then she shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle! I'm feeling sorry for you!" The captain laughed loudly inside, and the bed creaked 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 her 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 a while, the team leader's hand slipped down into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and lifted her legs together. The team leader turned around and saw me watching, panting, and said, "Your mother's pretty strong." With that, he pulled down, and my mother's pants were halfway down. At this moment, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mother's pant legs, and pulled again, pulling my mother's pants off. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. By this time, my mother was 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 was naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest. The captain took off his clothes, his large belly protruding, his penis thick and erect. He asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?" I said, "Of course the captain's is bigger." The captain laughed loudly and asked, "Have you seen your father's? Whose is the biggest?" 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 suck 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 was immediately a little disappointed. The captain began to thrust vigorously, and Zhang Qin looked at me and said, "Your mother is really fleshy, her breasts are all round." The captain shouted without turning his head, "Stop opening your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring. The captain thrust in and out, and my mother's head bobbed up and down in rhythm. After a while, the captain rubbed my mother's breasts, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat." My mother's face turned 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. Hearing this, the captain immediately increased his effort. My mother's hands began to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the captain gasped, "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, pulling my mother tightly into a hug, pressing his penis deep inside her. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; his 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, turning over and pulling his penis out. My mother, 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 shrink." He turned my mother around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave. I knew he wanted to savor it a little longer. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside. Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mother shrink?" I nodded.
The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom quite a bit; from the sounds, my mom gradually relaxed. 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 out!" 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 put on the undergarment and came out. 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 put his arm around my mom and we chatted casually. Seeing my mom naked and obediently nestled in his arms like a rabbit, I felt quite uncomfortable. The captain casually patted my mother's body and said to me, "Your mom's usually pretty tight-fitting, but today she got her hands on me and it felt amazing." He then pinched my mother's breasts and said, "You little rascal, you've made your mom's breasts so big. You're a few months along, is it a boy or a girl?" I said, "It's a boy." The captain nodded, "You've got guts, you've got guts. 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 captain's wedding. While eating, the captain hugged my mother and said, "Give me one too." My mother immediately smiled. After dinner, the captain carried my mother back into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting again over there, I got aroused and had sex with Zhang Qin. The next morning, the captain and my mother waited for Lao Pao to knock on the door before getting up. The two of them were so affectionate they looked 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 captain getting up inside and said, "The captain's an expert at opening doors, now your mom's allowed to open the door too." Just then, the captain came out, and Old Pao immediately rushed over, saying, "Congratulations! The captain opened the door! When can I come in?" The captain gave a dismissive look, "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 was it?" 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 a few "after-sexs" a few nights ago, my mom was quite relaxed now.
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 a car when the captain came over and patted my dad on the shoulder. My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The captain smiled, glanced at me, and said, "You're the groom now."

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