Mother's Sexuality and Love

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On a quiet afternoon in the countryside, a light rain fell without warning, nourishing the lush greenery before silently
ceasing. The previously muggy air became crisp and refreshing, carrying with it gentle, cool breezes.

The fragrance of earth wafted in through the attic window, causing the white curtains to flutter lightly before finally
settling on a flawless, pale body, soothing her soul, which was burning with desire.

In this afternoon of rain and sunshine, Liu Lian lay on the attic floor of her uncle's house, lost in a daze, beginning
her first truly passionate experience…

The attic floor was covered with a red carpet, its vibrant color striking, like a blazing fire.
Liu Lian lay sprawled on it, her fair and smooth body rising and falling gently with her breath. Her
two rosy nipples on her jade-white breasts were exceptionally luscious, tempting all who beheld them.

The beauty's eyes were slightly closed, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly in the gentle breeze. Liu Lian's hand rested on her
soft, white breasts, gently kneading them. Feeling the soft, full flesh, a gentle drowsiness crept
over her. Occasionally, her jade-like fingers would move to her delicate pink nipples, lightly pinching them until they stood erect,
refusing to bow. Liu Lian's other hand slid down her smooth abdomen like a greedy snake, slipping along
the edge. First, it passed through a dense, dark forest, then the air became humid and warm,
exuding an unsettling mystery. After a brief hesitation, it finally mustered the courage to continue its exploration, eventually finding
a babbling brook...

"Mmm..."

Her body was enveloped in waves of warm, comfortable comfort. Her brows furrowed slightly, her red lips parted, revealing
an uncontrollable desire . But Liu Lian dared not speak loudly. Her remaining rationality told her that there was a couple downstairs engaged in passionate lovemaking,
and she couldn't let them find out, especially since the woman uttering those blush-inducing, lewd words
was her mother.

This was truly a devastating experience…

this was truly a shameful experience…

this was truly a maddening experience…

“Oh, it feels so good, good brother, use yours!”

“Oh, kill me, please, good man, I, fuck me to death! Fuck my cunt raw!”

“I’m going to die, I’m going to die, my cunt is all wet, shoot inside, fill me up, let me have
your baby!”

Many obscene words burst from the mouth of the woman who had fallen into madness, on the one hand stimulating
the man who was pounding on her to launch wave after wave of attacks with even more ferocity, and on the other hand,
unintentionally drifting into the ears of her daughter in the attic, providing the daughter with unexpected “help” for her first time.

The filthy words from her mother’s mouth constantly stimulated Liu Lian, like one sharp knife after another taking turns to cruelly
provoke her nerves, bringing sharp pain, but in the intervals between the pain, waves of numbness arose, like an electric current
, sending this shameful pleasure through her entire body. Liu Lian's mind was flooded with images of her mother
from the past : dignified, elegant, her face lacking vibrancy, reserved like a proud
swan. But now, this swan was being subjected to the most primal assault by a man she considered crude and vulgar.
Her pride was gone, replaced by wantonness, transforming her into a lewd and shameless bitch.

This was the first time Liu Lian had seen her mother's body. Even at home, her mother's clothes were always
neat and dignified, meticulously chosen, without a single wrinkle. Now, however, her mother's black
dress had been stripped off by the man, played with for a while, and then thrown to the ground, occasionally trampled underfoot. Her mature, voluptuous
body was exposed naked to the air. She struggled to lie prone on
the ground, her plump lower body thrusting high, resembling a bitch in heat. Meanwhile,
both of Mom's bras were removed from their original positions. The white one was now draped around Uncle Qiao's neck.
The man's expression was fierce yet exhilarated, his dark, muscular body swaying around his neck, as if constantly flaunting
his triumph: "Look, even this woman's bra is so beautiful, yet she's still being fucked by me!"
Mom's bra, on the other hand, was now covering her usually proud and reserved face, making
her look comical and lewd. Her crotch was pressed tightly against her mouth and nose, but it couldn't hide her unrestrained
moans , were filled with shameless desire...

Witnessing the stark contrast in Mom's appearance, Liu Lian's world crumbled. Yet, amidst this desolate
ruin, she felt a new soul being slowly awakened—an
image : naked, completely unclothed, like a monument in the ruins, wantonly displaying her naked body.
Dignity and elegance became irrelevant; reason and shame were cast aside, surrendering to and enjoying
desire ! Only the most primal loyalty within her! Her numb body gradually became active and clear,
and she felt every wave of pleasure fully. Finally, this new soul gradually took over
her body that craved caresses...

Liu Lian turned around and, imitating her mother, pressed her thirsty body hard onto the red carpet. Her erect nipples
rubbed back and forth against the rough hemp carpet, and the hands on her breasts tightened their grip. She recalled the large hands of a certain
boy , as if trying to crush her untouched nipples. This brought
real pain, but the pain also aroused an even stronger and more genuine pleasure, giving birth to a
knight with a long spear, galloping wildly inside Liu Lian's body, rampaging and setting fires everywhere.

Liu Lian's eyes gradually became hazy, and her hidden hands instinctively found
the fleshy buds . As her fingers lightly touched them, the buds reacted swiftly, swelling and stretching, immediately
stirring a new kind of stimulation within her wet, honeyed vulva. The stimulation caused Liu Lian to uncontrollably arch her snow-white buttocks high, swaying them passionately in a state of
frenzied desire . A few
soft moans escaped her lips from time to time, and she blushed deeply with embarrassment…

At this moment, a white cloth clung to her
sweat the dampness revealing the plump flesh of her buttocks. The thin fabric hung askew, barely covering half of
her private parts, leaving the deep cleft between her two full, snowy buttocks exposed in the hazy air, exuding a captivating,
alluring fragrance.

Liu Lian's flushed face pressed against the edge of the blanket on the floor, her eyes, brimming with desire, straining to open,
staring at the passionate lovemaking unfolding downstairs. A blur of reality and illusion blurred her vision, and saliva trickled from the corners of her mouth.
The drops of fluid gathered on the floor, then dripped through the cracks...

The two people downstairs were completely oblivious to the drop of fluid falling from upstairs; they were lost in
their own world, hysterically indulging in unrestrained passion.

Uncle Qiao seemed to harbor a demon within him. Just moments before, he had been meek and submissive to his mother, but now
, as the passion continued and his mother became increasingly wanton, the demon within him seemed to
awaken
. His movements became rough and even violent, showing no mercy, as if the woman beneath him was a toy to be played with and vented on at will. He pinched and slapped his mother's buttocks with extreme
force and intensity, creating waves of flesh and eliciting lewd moans from her, but Uncle
Qiao still seemed unsatisfied. He first slapped the buttocks, which were prostrate before him, raised high and eagerly responding to his thrusts, several times, instantly adding new violent marks to the already reddened area. Watching her mother being violently treated by Uncle Qiao, Liu Lian was somewhat dazed. She recalled the time when she had just returned to the city from the countryside with her parents as a child. Back then, she had long been accustomed to the freedom and joy of rural life, and her habits were similar to other rural children—careless and even a bit sloppy. Although her mother told her that girls should be clean and well-behaved, dressing her in clean and pretty clothes and giving her neat and tidy , if her clothes were dirty and her hair was messy after a day of school, she would inevitably be severely scolded by her mother. Until the end of the first semester, when her grades were a complete mess, her angry mother grabbed the broom and gave little Liu Lian a good beating. Looking back, her mother definitely held back, but for little Liu Lian, it was an incredibly painful experience. That beating taught her the meaning of "fear" for the first time. After that , every time she wanted to shout, she felt a dull ache; every time she wanted to run around, she felt a dull ache; every time her hair was a little messy, she felt a dull ache. During that time, nothing was more terrifying to Liu Lian than being beaten. So she began to carefully correct the various bad habits she had brought from the countryside to the city, and her grades improved. Gradually, she blossomed into a quiet and excellent girl, never causing her parents any more worry. It can be said that the beating had a profound impact on Liu Lian's development. However, she never imagined that years later, her strict mother, who had once wielded a broom to discipline her, would now be naked, lying on the ground like a snow-white , being whipped by a man other than her husband. What was this? A cycle? An end? A…new beginning? Unfazed by Uncle Qiao's violent beating, her mother twisted her body even more wildly, her expression one of ecstasy, triumph, and even, in Liu Lian's eyes, a touch of savagery. Just like her clothes now trampled under Uncle Qiao's feet, mingled with the filthy ground, her mother had thrown aside all her former dignity, propriety, elegance, and self-respect, allowing the man behind her to trample on her, deriving immense pleasure, comfort, and joy from this trampling! Liu Lian couldn't help but wonder, could being beaten be such a pleasurable experience? She gritted her teeth, pulled her hand from her crotch, and slid it along her delicate skin to her soft, white buttocks, feeling their baby- tenderness. Slowly , she raised her palm and slammed it down. A sharp "smack" startled Liu Lian, who quickly looked downstairs. Fortunately, the two below were absorbed in their pleasure, oblivious to their surroundings. Liu Lian found the beating somewhat amusing, but it seemed to have little to do with sexual pleasure. Perhaps, what she needed was a man's slap? Her first thought was Fu Xiaonian, but sadly she felt that she couldn't bring herself to hit him, let alone let him do such a lewd thing... It seemed that Lin Xiangmu was more suitable for this kind of thing. She still vividly remembered his big hands and the strong force with which he gripped Liu Lian's breasts . Oh no, the thought of Liu Lian's body made her sensitive. She quickly tried to distract herself. The attic was filled with the erotic scent emanating from her own body, and the figure of Lin Xiangmu was there. She could only turn her gaze downstairs, where her mother was being fucked again... This was truly an afternoon that made her burn with lust and there was no escape... "Kill me, ah, darling, I'm... ah, ah, I... kill me! Smash me !" Her mother was still screaming wildly when Uncle Qiao pulled out his wet penis. Her mother seemed to feel empty and twisted uncomfortably, her flesh swaying. She turned her head with a somewhat bewildered and resentful look. Before she could see the smug face of the man behind her, Uncle Qiao picked her up by the waist. Her mother was tall and slender, even a little taller than her father, but in front of Uncle Qiao's great and strong figure, she looked like a little girl. Uncle Qiao easily picked her up face to face. Their eyes met, and without a word, Mom's legs wrapped around Uncle Qiao's strong, thick waist. Her hands clung to his neck, her eyes glazed with desire. She lifted her plump buttocks slightly, adjusted her position, and sat down, perfectly burying Uncle Qiao's wet, sticky member back into her moist, sweet vagina. Mom clung to Uncle Qiao like a sloth. Uncle Qiao freed his hands, grabbed Mom 's hair on either side, and gave her a few quick thrusts. The impact of their bodies made a loud "slap, slap" sound, her plump buttocks trembled, her juices splattered, and her wanton moans rose again. The man had pulled Mom's hair into two ponytails. Uncle Qiao's expression was fierce and menacing as he gritted his teeth: "Damn it, you always liked to comb your hair like this when we were kids. I always wanted to play with you back then, but you never even glanced at me!" "Oh, I'm sorry, darling, I was wrong!" Mom apologized absentmindedly , offering her lips to Uncle Qiao's face, neck, and ears, completely disregarding the stench of sweat emanating from him. "Look at you, you slut! You complained about my smell when we were kids, but now that you're someone's wife and mother, you don't mind anymore?" Uncle Qiao asked viciously. Mother continued to apologize: "Oh, my brother, my dear father, I was wrong, punish me, kill me!" Uncle Qiao suddenly became violent, grabbing Mother by the waist and throwing her to the ground. The sudden impact sent Mother sprawling on her back. Terrified, she was about to instinctively sit up when Uncle Qiao stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and slapped her hard across the face. "Smack!"

After the slaps, he slapped her face again, the sound even louder than the slaps on her buttocks. This marked
the beginning of a fierce, even frenzied, form of discipline!

Before Mom could even get up, Uncle Qiao darted forward and sat on her face!
Then , he started wriggling his penis on her face! The penis of a middle-aged man who had been farming for many years was bound
to smell strongly of urine, but Mom not only didn't mind, she enthusiastically cupped her hands on Uncle Qiao's penis,
her head moving vigorously inside him, as if savoring a delicacy, making
slurping sounds of complete absorption. Her usually
delicate and aloof face, which could easily subdue the naughtiest students in the classroom without raising her voice, was now being pressed down by the crude farmer, her
face being rubbed with his foul-smelling penis, yet she was so happy. Under his mother's servile ministrations, Uncle Qiao
's penis seemed even harder than before. Liu Lian even worried that it might burst if this continued. The man
's wrinkled, ugly, hairy penis was now pressed against his mother's eyes, and wet, sticky fluid
smeared all over her face.

After playing with it for a while, Uncle Qiao moved his body and inserted it into his mother's mouth.
Naturally , he then began to serve her vigorously again. Soon, the penis entering and leaving his mother
's mouth was covered with thick saliva. Uncle Qiao looked down at her, grabbed her hair and tore it violently, watching with excitement as his mother's face contorted in pain
. But even so, he dared not be negligent in his actions as he entered and left her mouth. Uncle Qiao's slaps began
landing on Mom's face, one after another, the slaps resounding. At the same time, he recklessly sprayed a lot of saliva from his mouth
, splattering it all over Mom's face. He then rubbed the saliva across her already dazed, flushed
face as if she had taken a bath in saliva, completely disfigured. Behind the thick saliva was a madman's smile…
…

Watching Mom immersed in the pleasure of being disciplined, Liu Lian felt a strange sense of shared pleasure. Her
movements became increasingly forceful, and the power she had been accumulating exploded in an instant. Suddenly, Liu Lian
's legs were raised high, her eyes rolled back, her mouth opened unconsciously, and her legs trembled
violently After a period of tension, her full breasts suddenly began to heave violently up and down like a wound-up spring,
constantly outlining exaggerated arcs. This then spread throughout her body, causing her to convulse and twitch, accepting the overwhelming waves
that engulfed her consciousness!

At that moment, Liu Lian felt a frenzied, almost out-of-body experience…

She didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly opened her eyes. After the intense passion, her body was extremely exhausted, as if
hollowed out, yet there was a lazy, comfortable feeling.

Only then did Liu Lian realize Yu Ting outside the window. The sunlight shone brightly, filling the attic window, and
in the center of that brilliance, she saw a colorful and beautiful rainbow.

Liu Lian thought of her mother downstairs. Looking down, she saw that the two below had also finished their passionate lovemaking. Her mother
lay on the cold ground, panting heavily, her face covered in sweat, saliva, and Uncle Qiao's. Perhaps because
the excessive lovemaking had exhausted all her strength, she lay motionless, watching Uncle Qiao get
dressed beside her.

"You… just lie there like that? Aren't you going to get up?"

After the lovemaking ended, Uncle Qiao's attitude became cautious again, completely unlike the fierceness he had shown when he was with her mother
. Mom didn't even look at Uncle Qiao: "Go, don't worry about me."

Her dismissal was cold and resolute. Uncle Qiao wanted to say something more, clearly still wanting more, but
after at Mom, he left dejectedly. However, as he left, he took Mom's wet camisole. In the instant Uncle Qiao turned to leave, a flicker of disgust flashed in Mom's eyes—the same Mom who

had been kneeling behind him, frantically licking and begging for sex. Liu Lian suddenly understood. Mom's usual dislike for Uncle Qiao was genuine; she wasn't lying. However, the baseness that erupted when their bodies were intertwined was equally real. This seemed to give Liu Lian some insight: perhaps love and sex could indeed be clearly distinguished. It was an insight, and also a way to convince herself… [The End]

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