My Divorced Mature Mother (1) by xiaoxubur

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Author: xiaoxubur
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My Divorced Mature Mother

Chapter 1

"Why Don't You Hurry Up and Leave?" A boy in a blue short-sleeved shirt grabbed my arm and pulled me into the internet cafe. We
walked together towards a middle school student playing a game. The boy glanced at me sideways and started
talking to me through the screen: "You're supposed to pay protection money every month, why don't you want to this time?" I desperately didn't want
to pay these trashy fees, but their ability to cause trouble was just too high. If
a student like me didn't want to fight and just wanted to study, they would always target me. I always wanted to confront him directly, but every time I saw him, I tried
to get away with it through some subtle deception.

"How about we pay together next month? I don't have any money on me," I said with a forced smile. He fiercely twitched
his facial muscles and told me, "You're trying to fool me again this time?" His words were few, but he sounded very serious.
Several thugs in dirty school uniforms had already surrounded us, as if they were about to fight in the internet cafe. "Okay, how about I treat
you to a meal?" I pulled out three 20% off meal coupons from my pocket and waved them in front of them. These poor hooligans' eyes
widened immediately when they saw them.

"I'm really hungry now, take us there, it's in the mall next door, right?" The class bully stood
up and let someone else play for him, then put his arm around me and the guy in the blue short-sleeved shirt from before, and walked out of the internet cafe. I took them to
the third floor of the mall to eat, because I was going to sneak away to my mom's office. My mom's office building
was also on the third floor, very close to a row of restaurants across the street, separated by a public restroom and an arcade.

My mom is forty years old, and after divorcing my dad, she still wears high heels to work every day, working hard
to support me. I can't hang out with these school hooligans.

When we got to the third floor, I told them to use the restroom first. Then we went together to the public
restroom
's company. Inside the main door were separate doors for men's and women's restrooms. The men's door had a "Under Repair" sign, but the women's door was wide open. The guy in the blue shirt looked excited, tugged at his boss, and then
looked at me. The boss excitedly said, "You guys used to spy here all the time. Today I'll
try my luck." He then pulled us into the women's restroom.

The women's restroom, not too big or too small, had a row of connected squat toilets along the wall. The sound of running water
and the smell
of feces and urine filled the air. The squat toilets were on two steps above the ground, allowing us to stand by the sink and admire the large space below the wooden doors separated by cement slabs. If a woman was squatting there, her large buttocks and
pubic hair would be clearly visible. "How do you guys usually spy?" the boss asked the guy in the blue shirt.
He pointed to a small stall next to him, piled high with mops and brooms. The eldest brother and he
moved those things aside and started hiding them inside. I saw that it was indeed very narrow inside. It was like sneaking into my mother's office
while . At this moment, the eldest brother glanced at me knowingly, hurriedly grabbed my collar and
pushed me in first. Their backs pressed heavily against my chest, and then they barely managed to close the storage room
door gently, waiting for their prey to walk in from outside.

"Last time, a slut in high heels walked in wearing a low-cut top, and even pulled down her neckline to push up her breasts, which made us feel
so good," the man in blue short sleeves described with great enthusiasm. "Don't get out, someone's coming!" I heard my boss nervously
gesture to him. Then I heard the clatter of high heels coming from outside the door.
I was behind them, only able to see my boss and the others peeking through the crack in the door, through the gaps between the mop and broom.
Although I've heard the sound of women's high heels countless times—my mom wears them to work every day, and at home
she's always clattering in high-heeled slippers on the floor—
I can always recognize her footsteps on the stairs when she comes home. I guess I'm more familiar with her gait.

The sound I was hearing now gave me a gut feeling that it was my mom standing outside. Her company was
nearby, so it was perfectly normal for her to come here to use the restroom. I often read novels about "green moms" at home, and those
stories about school bullies seducing mature women always gave me a thrill. Sometimes I even secretly brought my mom into
those , and lately she's become the subject of my fantasies.

"She's washing her hands," the man in the blue short-sleeved shirt whispered, interrupting my thoughts but continuing my excitement.

"I know, if she hears us, we're all doomed," the eldest sister said calmly, observing the situation. After a
while, the sound of water stopped, and the footsteps of high heels moved towards the steps of the squat toilet. With a clang, the wooden door slammed shut.

At this moment, the girl in the blue short-sleeved shirt exchanged a knowing glance with the eldest sister and then quietly slipped out the door. I followed behind
and saw the two of them slowly walk down the steps. Following their gaze, I looked up and saw a
large white buttock on the right and a flesh-colored foot in black twill high heels squatting inside the stall.

I wasn't sure if it was my mother, but I really wanted to know if she was being spied on, so I remembered what
the high heels looked like: a golden-yellow sole with red trim, a thick heel, and a round toe. The four-inch heel was on the side of the toilet, and
the large buttocks between them were urinating. The boss and the man in the blue short-sleeved shirt were already squatting at the bottom of the steps, slowly
admiring the scene. I followed suit and squatted down for a glance. More of the fleshy
, ripe meat was exposed between the large buttocks below the wooden door. The striped labia were slightly parted, revealing the brownish flesh inside. A
rapid breath made me stand up quickly.

"Let's go behind her," the man in the blue short-sleeved shirt whispered to the boss. Then, the two of them quietly slipped into
the cubicle behind the woman. I saw them standing on either side of the pit, their arms holding phones and reaching down. At that moment,
sections of feces resembling string beans were squeezed out of the woman's buttocks. I saw the phone behind her still swaying.
A mixture of filthy feces and urine gushed out, creating a lewd effect against the black striped fabric.
I'd seen some graphic comics, and this kind of scene gave me a strange excitement. I quickly slipped into
the cubicle behind them.

The pungent odor mingled with lewd pleasure in the cubicle spurred me to stick my head into the squat toilet.
Behind the mature woman's large buttocks, a small hand held a phone, filming. Then, an even larger stream of feces emerged from her shapely buttocks
, slowly falling into the running water of the toilet. The feces obscured my view, revealing a brown, fleshy crotch.
Pubic hair stood on either side. The entire appearance of her genitals was captured on the phone. Her large anus opened, and after a series of squeezing and pushing
, two more streams of feces slid out. The mature woman squatted there with her buttocks spread open, now allowing the phone in the blue short-sleeved shirt to film her.
Then she reached out and pulled up some toilet paper from the wall, carefully wiping between her labia. After cleaning up the water, she pulled up
another stack and began to carefully wipe her anus as well. Her brown anus opened and closed like a chrysanthemum, showing off to the phone.
After cleaning her buttocks, the woman pulled up the hem of her stockings and stood up. Her strong calves
looked beautiful in her high heels. Then the hem of her long skirt fell down to her calves, and she stepped over the squat toilet and walked out of the stall.

There was no gap in my cubicle door, but there was a wide gap between the blue-shirted man and his boss, enough for them
to see right through. I heard them say, "Wow, she's pretty good-looking, and has a really great figure." "She even has short hair now. Mature women
with short hair are usually sexually active, basically just asking for sex." Hearing this, I was certain they were looking at my
mom. Thinking back, the high heels she was wearing this morning were the same ones she wore. The black, tight skirt was long, ending at her calves with
a large slit extending down to her buttocks. That's what my mom wore when she took me to school this morning.

"The skirt is a bit long though. It would be better if they tore the slit down to her buttocks," the boss said excitedly. "And then
wear , showing off your big buttocks directly," the blue-shirted man chimed in. "This woman would be so great if she were trained into
a slut.

" I listened to them talking with such gusto that I immediately got hard, a suppressed excitement surging within me.

After Mom came out of the bathroom, I waited a while before they came out too. "Treat me to lunch first, after
showing you such a great show," the eldest brother said, putting his arm around my shoulder. I had no intention of going back to Mom's place, so I reluctantly
went with them.

After lunch, it was already noon. The eldest brother and the guy in the blue short-sleeved shirt went back to the internet cafe to play games. The eldest brother said he wanted to upload the photos he had taken
to QQ group to show off. After saying goodbye to them, I went to Mom's company.
I walked through the lobby with a dozen or so employees and into the double-door office. An empty leather office chair leaned against a large desk, and a few meters
away was a genuine leather sofa. Behind the sofa was a screen painted with classical beauties, and a pair of black twill shiny
flesh-colored pantyhose hung on it. I knew Mom was taking a nap in the back. I had seen this scene many times before, but today I felt
a strange excitement.

Turning around, I saw my mother lying comfortably on a chaise lounge, snoring. She
squinted , which I understood. I tiptoed over and sat down. Golden-soled, red-trimmed chunky-heeled round-toed high heels sat
beneath the chaise lounge. A pair of silver-heeled, black-pointed ankle boots leaned against a corner of the screen. A bag of clothes lay on the floor beside her;
it seemed my mother had bought them today. A black suit and a long, narrow skirt hung neatly on a hanger.

I turned to look at my mother lying down, scrutinizing her underwear. A purple bra with butterfly patterns
protected her 38D breasts. Below her flat stomach was a pink thong,
revealing . My mother then turned over; her large buttocks were bare except for a thin pink thread around her waist
connected to an inverted triangular chain pointing directly to the cleft above her buttocks.

I leaned against her calves, my eyes close to the bottom of her buttocks and the base of her thighs. Her labia were fully exposed,
greedily clutching her panties. The thick pubic flesh made me see the clitoris clearly. I was probably
a little sleepy, and I slept like that for about an hour. When I opened my eyes, my mother was already standing in front of me, her
toes resting on the couch, stroking her thighs. She was now wearing flesh-colored, four-sided openwork pantyhose, the shimmering
glass threads dazzling in the sunlight, highlighting her sexy buttocks.

My mother, wearing only her underwear, went over and put on short boots. Her bulging calves filled out the shiny black leather boots, the pointed toes
and thin heels elevating her ankles, making her thighs straight and sexy under the pantyhose. I slowly got up and went to the water dispenser to get
a glass of water. I heard my mother's voice behind me: "Don't come in. Go sit on the sofa outside the screen." I obediently
turned my back and went to sit down in the opposite direction. About ten minutes later, she came out and sat down at her office to work.
It was cleaning time in the afternoon, and I stayed a while before returning to school, wondering if Wang Qiang had
uploaded the video of my mother pooping to the internet. (Wang Qiang is the class bully.)

While sweeping in class, Wang Qiang and Xiao Bing didn't pay much attention to me. (Xiao Bing was wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt.) It was
Friday, and after finishing the tasks assigned by the teacher, I went back to my mother's office building in the mall.
I ran into Wang Qiang and Xiao Bing playing racing games in the arcade on the third floor. Not wanting them to see me, I quickly went into
my mother 's company. I stayed in her office for half an hour before my mother took me home. She was
no longer wearing her usual black suit but a white short trench coat that only covered about 25 centimeters above her thighs. Her long, narrow black
skirt was gone, replaced by a pair of striking black ankle boots.

Mom greeted her colleagues and left. I followed her out of the company gate. After descending
the steps, we had to pass the play area. I kept my head down, avoiding looking, and followed Mom closely to her right.
Just as we reached the stairs, I breathed a sigh of relief. Then a voice rang out, and a large hand slapped heavily
on my shoulder.

"Liu Zhi, skipping class instead of cleaning!" It was Xiaobing saying to me. He then put his arm around my
shoulder, his eyes glancing at the hem of Mom's trench coat.

"Your classmate?" Mom didn't turn around, just casually mentioned it.

"How many people were in class this afternoon?" Xiaobing asked, pausing for a long time. He
was staring at Mom's thighs and boots. Mom, already annoyed that he hadn't greeted her, continued
her brisk walk up the stairs.

"I don't know, you didn't come?" My tone was casual. Xiaobing tightened his grip on my arm and whispered in my
ear, "That big-ass slut just now was your mom!" My mom was only a few steps ahead.
Afraid she'd hear, I turned my head and realized Wang Qiang wasn't there.

After leaving the mall, my mom, as usual, led me to a street of small stalls. Xiaobing whispered
again, "I'm going to tell your mom you peeked at her pooping." This made me break out in a cold sweat. His
voice wasn't too loud, but it drew strange looks from passersby. I was terrified my mom would hear,
but the street was noisy, and I didn't know who would say what. Looking at my mom's back, I felt
reassured.

A gust of wind blew by, causing my mom to pull her coat tighter, but Xiaobing got a good look at her buttocks. He then...
Then he said to me, "We just want to see your mom a little longer, listen to me later."

I felt uncomfortable being hugged by Xiaobing, so I pushed him away and went to my mother. My mother whispered, "I don't
like , let him go!"

Xiaobing is a notorious blabbermouth, and I didn't want him to spread the story of what happened at noon to the class. Besides,
I was very curious about what they were going to do to my mother. Were they going to strip her naked in the street? My mother and father have been divorced for a long time
, and I always thought it was her fault. Seeing her dressed like this, with street vendors peeking at her, I
naturally wouldn't remove the word "slutty" from her description. She runs her own company; maybe she's already had clients sleep
with her. If she hadn't been arguing about divorcing my father, would my grades have dropped, and would Wang Qiang and his gang have come looking for me?

My mother and I continued walking down the street. We passed a clothing store, and Wang Qiang
was talking to , a man in his thirties who looked like his uncle, wearing a plaid shirt. Wang Qiang was a year older than me, and
he was repeating a grade in our class. His dark skin was covered by a black vest, and his strong arms were tucked into the pockets of his denim shorts.
His eyes had already spotted my mother, and he quickly winked at the person next to him.

Xiao Bing then pinched my shoulder and said, "See Wang Qiang? He just wants to see your mom a little more,
so he'll look after you at school from now on."

The thought, "He's already been seen, so he doesn't care where else he sees," was forced down my throat. Seeing Xiao Bing's
serious expression, I had no choice but to call out to my mother, saying I wanted some street food. My mother glared
at , but I was already sitting down at a pancake stall next to her. She angrily threw a coin at me and stood there without
sitting down, her slender legs under her short coat becoming a striking sight against the dirty pancake stall.

"Give me three," I ordered the old man who was staring at my mother, and he then went off to work with a forced smile.

"One to go, please," Mom instructed the old man again, then looked up at the shop run by Wang Qiang and the
adult . Women's clothes were displayed inside and out. Mom glanced at them a few times and walked over. Xiao Bing
grinned at her, then made a face at me. Looking at his expression and then at Mom going into the shop, I felt
a growing bulge in my pants.

About forty minutes later, Xiao Bing and I finished our pancakes and went into the shop together.
The lighting inside was dim, a stark contrast to the bright sunlight outside. Turning right inside, there were three fitting rooms, each
with facing a wall; two were open, and one was closed. Many women's dresses and sundresses hung on the walls, but they were all
cheap.

Xiao Bing pointed to a large round mirror in the corner. I looked up in surprise and saw the entire room
reflected in it. Mom was standing in the fitting room wearing see-through pantyhose, her purple bra off and hanging on a hanger
. Her 38D breasts swayed in the mirror. Wang Qiang, the other man, and Xiao Bing were staring intently.

I still intended to stop her, but my crotch was getting harder and harder. My mother's buttocks were only
covered by a thong, but Wang Qiang and the others had already seen everything in the bathroom.

I watched as she slowly pulled a black dress over her head. It seemed to be a tight-fitting design, but
the hem wouldn't come down after reaching her thighs. In the mirror, I saw that the dress exposed a large portion of my mother's back. Before I could
get a good look at her, my mother came out of the dressing room. Seeing Xiaobing and me standing in front of her, she quickly
covered .

"You two go out first," my mother said, her tone a little angry. I quickly ran out with Xiaobing.
Behind us Wang Qiang and the other man praising my mother. Wang Qiang looked very mature, so my mother
thought he was just a young man. But my mother's tone was completely different from how she spoke to us.

After a while, my mother came out carrying a new dress, still wearing the same trench coat, but this time
the neckline was lowered, revealing her cleavage. Xiaobing left just as my mom and I were almost home. Once
inside my mom went straight to her bedroom and closed the door. I heard water running upstairs; I knew she was going
out to discuss business again after her shower. When my mom came downstairs, her
fair skin was flushed, and she wore sparkling silver earrings. She was wearing the same black dress she'd been wearing
earlier , a V-neck that extended down to her cleavage—it seemed to have built-in padding that made her breasts
look incredibly beautiful. The hem, which only covered her upper thighs,
completely . This time, she was wearing pointed red-soled black high heels.

"Does it look good?" my mom asked, turning around in front of me.

"Not bad," I said, noticing that with every movement, my skirt rode up a little on my smooth stockings.
Now, as my mother walked to the refrigerator, the flesh below her buttocks was exposed. I could clearly see
the crotch of her brown pantyhose covering her thighs. When my mother bent down to open the refrigerator, more vibrant colors emerged from under her skirt.
A third of her buttocks were exposed under the dark crotch of her thong. I went closer to observe and found
one or two pubic hairs peeking out from between her thighs, and above that, the slightly parted vulva between her swollen labia.

I searched carefully for the shadow of her thong but found only one or two very small clitoris nestled deep inside through the dark brown crotch of her thong

.

I couldn't help but envy Wang Qiang for being able to see my mother's crotch directly through her see-through pantyhose. The pink
thong barely covered her vulva; was she wearing a pearl-chain thong? I
'd seen that style of thong online just a few days ago—just a thin thread around the waist with a string of small clitoris stuck in
the cleft. Was my mother wearing that to meet a client?

I didn't dare think too much. After my mother left, I went online and browsed adult websites. The obscene pictures made
my blood boil. Just as I went to the bathroom to change my semen-soaked underwear after masturbating, my phone
rang.

It was Wang Qiang. He immediately said, "Do you want to see your mom being pleasured? I know she
just left. Come find me outside later; I'll take you to a good place." Hearing him say that, a
surge of anticipation welled up inside me, but I kept telling myself that it was normal for adults to have sex, and at most, it would
n't matter if he just watched. I went upstairs to my mother's room, glanced at the purple bra she had tossed on the bed, then went into the bathroom
and saw the black twill stockings she had worn earlier that day while pooping at the mall, which were on the laundry basket. I put them in
my pocket left.

Wang Qiang and Xiao Bing were already waiting for me at the school gate, along with another guy in his early twenties. I saw...
I glanced at him, and then Wang Qiang introduced himself as Hei Zi, a driver for a wealthy man. Hei Zi drove us to a large villa belonging to
a rich man . He drove into the garage and told us to get out. When the garage door automatically closed
, I realized it was even larger than my living room. At the far end of the garage was a corner, and Hei Zi led us there. Above
the corner was a double staircase leading to a large door. "Can we go in for a look?" I
asked him excitedly.

"No, not without the owner's permission," he said. Then he led us down a long,
spiraling staircase, up two floors, into a large basement. Inside, there was a bed
and a completely naked woman kneeling beside it. She wore a mask, only her mouth and nose were visible, and a dog leash with
a collar around her neck was attached to the bed. The woman looked to be about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old,
with black stockings, and red high-heeled sandals. Nearby, there were six monitors in
front of a black sofa, and a computer nearby.

I walked over and turned on the mouse. On the screen was my mother standing in front of the bed in a large bedroom, smiling at me.
Only two thin straps held her full shoulders up to her silk nightgown, the open front revealing her flat
stomach and pink panties. The upper part of the nightgown had two purple lace pleated straps wrapped around her large
breasts, completely exposing her. My mother's smile was so radiant; I wondered if she could still smile when everyone
could .

"Enjoying the view? There's a lot more. Come on, let's see the real thing first." Wang Qiang pulled me to sit down on
the sofa . Hei Zi was already sitting next to me. I winked at him, and Wang Qiang went over and pulled the woman from the bedside
to Hei Zi's side. "Give me a suck," Hei Zi said, turning on the monitor. The woman obediently
crawled over, pulled out the hard penis from her zipper, and opened her lips to suck it. The even,
powerful swallowing motions made the veins on my penis bulge. As I watched, I felt increasingly aroused, and
then glanced sideways at the screen. The black stripes moving across the screen were pointing at a large bathtub in a bathroom, where my mother was lying
in the water caressing her legs.

One of her legs was raised off the edge of the tub, slowly and deliberately stroking her foam-covered thigh. Her breasts
were clearly visible in the water, two large, red nipples set in. Her mature and beautiful body, bathed in bath soap, seemed to be enticing us,
as if it were on television. Another screen opened, showing a man in his late forties or early forties sitting shirtless
on the edge of a large bed. Just as I was about to ask what was going on, Hei Zi said, "Your mom often comes
to talk business with our Chairman Wang. Today, Wang Qiang said he spied on a mature woman and sent me a photo. I recognized her immediately, so I
brought you two kids over to broaden your horizons." Before I could answer, the mother on the screen had already stepped out of the bathtub
and was drying herself in front of the mirror. After a while, she went into the bedroom, took off the towel covering herself from Chairman Wang,
and, kneading her two large, round breasts, pounced on him, pinning him down on the sheets. They
kissed incessantly, and then the mother used her tongue... Her nipples slid down Wang Dong's belly to his lower abdomen,
and rubbing against his lower abdomen. While twisting her hips, she reached down and grabbed
Wang Dong's penis, shoving it inside her and bouncing it up and down on his lap.

Wang Qiang leaned back excitedly on the sofa, watching his mother's large breasts bounce. Hei Zi's penis was almost bursting with desire in the woman's mouth,
which was wearing a dog leash. He pressed her head down and rubbed it rapidly against his groin.
I took out my mother's black striped panties from my pocket and put them on my penis, rubbing it back and forth. Watching my mother and Wang Dong
leisurely having sex on TV, I still asked Hei Zi out of curiosity, "Who is this woman?" Hei Zi
opened his mouth wide in pleasure and said, "Wang Dong has too many women. If he doesn't like them, he gives them to us!"

At this moment, on the screen, my mother was being pressed down by Wang Dong under her double bed, her beautiful body rubbed raw by his thick belly
, glistening with sweat. Two large breasts were squeezed together by strong hands, the nipples squeezed out of his palms and made to be sucked
into Gao Zong's mouth. Gao Zong's thick buttocks thrust in and out between Zhong Jie's fair thighs, his huge penis
pumping in and out of her honey hole.

"Have you slept with my mom?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly. At this moment, Hei Zi turned his head and looked at me
carefully then said, "That's why I need your help. You like your mom's stockings, and I can
show you a lot of her stockings covered in my semen later." Hearing him say that, I quickly took the stockings off my penis
and put them away, then went to the computer to see what else was inside. I found a large folder signed "Boss Chen"
containing half-naked photos of my mom, all taken in the big villa upstairs, wearing sexy stockings and lingerie
. I looked closely, and none of them were completely nude. There was only one picture of my mom's big buttocks sticking out towards
the flowers and plants in the yard, a jet of water from a pipe piercing her labia, her face wearing sunglasses,
smiling , her hand... Her arms were exposed, revealing her round, voluptuous breasts in a wanton and lewd manner, but the straps of her swimsuit still dangled from her chest to the ground,
her nipples completely hidden within her soft breasts.

I saved all the sexy photos of her in her maid outfit to my USB drive, and then I saw them still
watching my mother and Mr. Wang having sex. At this moment, the two of them were leaning against the sheets, pressed tightly together, their tongues and mouths intertwined
. Mr. Wang's arm lifted one of my mother's thighs, his thick penis riding beneath her, my mother's lower abdomen and large
buttocks shaking back and forth in response to him. I didn't want to watch their intercourse anymore and told them I was leaving.
Hei Zi said, "This isn't to your taste, I have others."

After saying that, he pulled his penis out of the naked woman's buttocks and leaned back on the sofa, taking a stack of CDs from the shoebox under the monitor

. "They're all your mom's and other people's, Mr. Wang just likes that kind of thing." Hearing him say that
, my heart pounded, and my trembling hands reached for the shoebox. It was full of CDs. I pulled
one out from the middle, with the words "nephew" written on it in thick black ink. Curiosity, anticipation, and excitement
swirled within me.

When it played on the computer, the date on it was 2012. That was the year my parents first started
arguing about getting a divorce. I remember clearly one time, the night before a parent-teacher conference, my parents were arguing
so loudly the neighbors could hear. My dad was angry at work the next day and wouldn't come home, so my mom had to go to the conference.

I was always afraid she'd be in a bad mood that day, but when she came downstairs, my glasses almost fell off.
She came down, her long, slender legs, white and sexy, stepping on a pair of black high heels
. Her
smooth, delicate skin looked stunning without stockings. Three buttons of her sleeveless denim top were undone, perfectly showcasing her ample breasts; the edge of her milky-white bra was also visible. A tight-fitting pair of
denim shorts clung to her full, mature hips; I could see her inner thighs through the crotch of the shorts, and
her labia were clearly visible. As she turned around, her large buttocks came into view, looking
incredibly as if the shorts were about to burst.

"Mom, are you going to a parent-teacher conference?" I asked her irritably, my little brother already starting
to throb. "I have a business meeting to discuss afterward," my mother
said urging me to hurry to school with her.

Parents already seated in the classroom and students standing at the door were all happily observing

my mother's clothes. Many students from other classes were also staring at her from behind. Some mischievous ones
had already started whistling. I saw some male parents practically wanting to rip my mother's clothes off. My mother greeted my
homeroom teacher and walked towards my seat. Behind me, I noticed his penis standing erect in his pants, hidden under
the teacher's desk. For some reason, the homeroom teacher, who had a lot of bad things to say to my mother, actually praised my performance
.

After the parent-teacher conference, my mother took a taxi and left by herself. Wang Qiang and Xiao Bing hadn't transferred to our school yet, so
they hadn't seen my mother. Getting back to the point, I noticed that the date on the video was the day of the parent-teacher conference, and the time was right after it ended
. The screen was filmed in a corner of a room, a large bedroom much bigger than mine
. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was shirtless, masturbating in front of an image on his computer. His long
penis was already thick and erect from his squeezing.

In a flash, Mom was back in Mr. Wang's bedroom. She had taken off her denim shirt and shorts,
revealing her bare bottom. She was only wearing a milky-white bra and was lying on Mr. Wang's bed reading a magazine.
At that moment, the half-open door was gently pushed open, and the boy tiptoed in, saying directly to Mom, "
Mr. my uncle isn't coming today!"

Mom had just finished drinking a glass of water, lit a cigarette, and was leisurely reading a magazine, completely unaware that someone had entered the room.
The boy was startled and quickly grabbed the sheet to cover his lower body, saying, "Oh, I see. You can go back to your room now!" Perhaps
because it was someone else's house and Mr. Wang was going to discuss business with her, Mom's voice was very casual, and she didn't cover her upper body.

The boy walked up to his mother and said, "Mr. Chen, can you do me a favor? I'm so hard!"

His erect penis was bulging across his pants, and his eyes were glued to his mother's large breasts. After a moment of
eye contact, his mother said, "Sit on the bed and masturbate while you watch me." The boy immediately climbed on top of her, his erect
penis bulging, and sat in front of her, masturbating. His mother's hands were pressed against her genitals, but
as she moved back, her full, white thighs were exposed.

The boy's one hand held the glans and rubbed it quickly and forcefully. His mother's feet slid down his
thighs gently pushing it up. The boy let go of his hands and let his mother's feet masturbate him. Her
slender white soles pressed against his rough penis, squeezing the glans and pressing the urethral opening. Her delicate hands began to
press . The boy straightened his back and leaned against the bed, while his mother's body
swayed gently on the bed with the movement of her hips.

The mother was only focused on raising her leg and rubbing the boy's penis with her foot, but unintentionally, her raised buttocks pressed the sheet

underneath. Her palm had unknowingly pressed against his bare mons pubis. Since she was facing the camera from the side,
I only saw her palm push down a step, as if she had inserted two fingers. The young penis opposite her
was being squeezed up and down, while two fingers were rapidly moving in and out of the mother's crotch. The boy looked at
his mother happily and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you want me to help you?"

The mother straightened up, pressed her large breasts against his chin

, and rubbed the boy's face against her milky white bra. Then she pressed his head down to her stomach, all the way to his private parts. She released her
fingers and stroked the boy's back, then pulled his penis from behind. The boy lay face down on the mother's two
long, white thighs, his head buried between her legs, licking his already wet vulva.

The mother gradually spread her legs, making it easier for the boy to access her private parts. She leaned over his back,
rubbing her bra-clad breasts against his strong body. Her pointed chin was already touching his buttocks, and she was
blowing air into them, while her hands continued to stroke his penis. I took off my glasses, rubbed my face, took a sip of tea in front of
the computer , and continued watching. The mother then lifted the boy's legs and flipped him onto the bed
, rubbing her large buttocks against his
face
. She held a long penis in her hand, pulling it up and down. The erect penis, with its red glans, was angled towards the mother's supposing body. As her breasts pressed against it, her face buried in his large testicles.

I saw her beautiful face licking and sucking his testicles like a plaything, her tongue
swirling around him, causing the boy's body to tremble and sway. The mother used her fragrant tongue to lick the penis from the testicles down
to the glans, skillfully circling the urethral opening. Her mature, delicate face displayed a wanton allure to the glans, her lips
gently enveloping it until she had most of the penis in her mouth, then slowly withdrawing.
The boy's penis seemed to be contracting up and down, filling the mother's mouth with something. Finally, her lips pursed
the tip of the urethral opening and reluctantly left. The mother swallowed a mouthful of something, her cheeks bulging, and sat up.

The boy was still lying under her buttocks, but he had lost all his previous energy and lay there like a dead pig. The mother stepped over his
head, kicked him away by stepping on his shoulder, went to the bedside table, took out a rubber dildo, and went back to bed.
She turned to her side and inserted it into her vagina, rubbing it. I waited another ten minutes, watching my mother, who hadn't stopped
, thrust the dildo in and out of her vagina. Her labia parted, allowing the rubber dildo to penetrate and squeeze her sensitive flesh. Her breasts,
clad heaved and trembled. With each thrust of her arm, a stream of
vaginal fluid gushed from her brown opening, accompanied by spasms in her lower abdomen. She tilted her head back and spread her legs, enjoying this wonderful moment.

My penis was now erect, and I rubbed the glans with my palm, watching my mother lying on the screen...
She kicked the boy next to her on the bed and said, "I'm going to take a shower. You can leave now. Don't come into
this ."

The boy obediently covered his penis and left, leaving his mother lying there for a while before getting up naked, going into
the bathroom, and closing the door. The video ended there. I turned to look at them on the sofa. Hei Zi was leaning back, staring at the sex scene
on the screen, while the hooded woman was sucking his penis. Wang Qiang was fucking her big
ass . I looked up and saw the mother on the screen, her body straight, her legs straddling Wang Qiang's penis,
her private parts wide open for the two lecherous men to admire. Her brown labia were stretched open by the adult penis
, revealing bright red flesh. Her two full breasts bounced, with their jujube-red nipples and round areolas. She was panting
heavily as if trying to suck the penis as much as possible into her stomach, her panting sweat
forming droplets all over her body, especially her swollen breasts.

This lewd scene made me particularly curious to visit the inside of the villa, and Let's dig into
how many more lewd stories Mom has. I walked over and told Hei Zi, "If you don't take me up there, I'll tell Mom
you brought me here to spy on her, and see if you still have this job." Hei Zi looked at me nervously and said, "That won't do,
my job has rules, but I can
take you to ." Hearing him say that, I asked, "What's in his house?"

Hei Zi calmly pushed the woman's head between his legs into his lower abdomen and said, "He's Wang Dong's nephew, named
Zhang Shuai. His mom owns a hotel in a tourist area in the suburbs. We can go there and have fun. Do you want your mom to find out you're here
?"

This reminded me, so I agreed to let him take me there later. At this moment, Wang Qiang spread the woman
's big buttocks between his legs and thrust hard inside, saying, "I'll fuck your mom like this too." As soon as he finished speaking,
Hei Zi straightened up and slapped him across the face, making his face turn red.

"I'm Chairman Wang's driver and bodyguard. If it weren't for your brother who's in jail covering for me, I wouldn't have
brought here. What right do you have to come with me and Xiao Zhi? I really like Boss Chen; she treats me very well.

If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude. From now on, you'll have to pay Xiao Zhi protection money every month, or I'll beat you up once
a month Chairman Wang kept all of Xiao Zhi's pictures and CDs here. I have absolutely no
intention of looking down on your mother.

" Hearing his honest and sincere words, I felt a sense of goodwill towards this tall and strong man.

"Brother Hei, take me to Zhang Shuai's house quickly! It's so boring here," I said anxiously.

"Okay, just a little while." Hei grabbed the woman's head and sped off. After more than an
hour , the car entered a beautiful resort. Hei and I sat in the car, looking around at the beautiful scenery.
The car slowly drove towards a six-story hotel, with a grove of trees and a wide open
meadow behind it. After Hei Zi led me to the front desk, I asked the lady there if their young boss was there
. A seductive woman

in black stockings covering her thighs and a slit skirt that hugged her buttocks told me the young boss was on the third floor, so he led me up. Entering a suite on the third floor, we pushed open the half-closed door. A woman in black stockings and a suspender top sat with one leg
on a chair, looking up at us. She smiled knowingly when she saw Hei Zi. The woman was probably in her mid-forties,
with a pair of 40D breasts exposed, her nipples only covered by the suspender top .
She wore brown stockings over a thong that barely covered her vulva. She had a dog leash on which was leading a kneeling boy. I recognized the boy as Zhang Shuai, even though he was wearing women's lingerie, lipstick, gray stockings, and women's sandals. 　　"Boss Wang, training your son again?" Hei Zi greeted the middle-aged woman as he walked over. "That's right, my good-for-nothing son loves this kind of thing, I just can't do anything about it." After saying that, she glanced at me and then looked at me with a sly . "Oh, this is Liu Zhi, the son of Boss Chen. I brought her over to play." The woman and Zhang Shuai both turned to look at me after hearing this. Zhang Shuai excitedly moved his knees closer and said to me, "I really like Boss Chen, I really like Boss Chen. Help me, I just need you to help me masturbate, you help me." Hearing him say this, I suddenly felt a surge of anger and went up to him. 　　I ripped off one of Boss Wang's tank tops. This old slut's nipples were pink and hard, so I grabbed her big breasts and played with them for a while. At the same time, I stepped on Zhang Shuai's waist and pressed him to the ground. This way, Boss Wang's raised thigh was pressed down by his face. Her high heels were on the ground, and her legs were spread apart. I pulled my knees. I made Zhang Shuai use his feet to take off my heels and then put one foot on the chair and thrust it into his mother's vagina. The other foot continued to use the leather strap. The shoe pressed down on his lower back, keeping him in a kneeling position. 　　Releasing Wang's nipples, I pressed her head against my legs, her cleavage encircling my knees, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me—it was incredibly pleasurable. My toes pressed and pushed into her panties, the hot pleasure traveling through my soles to her chest. I kicked off Wang's high heels, widening her legs, and bent down to pull out a few strands of Zhang Shuai's hair, stuffing them into Wang's vagina through her panties. Then I spat into her mouth, making her swallow. Without a word, Wang chewed them a few times. She swallowed it down. 　Her toes rubbed against her vulva, then she used her thumb to pry it open and thrust it straight into 　　her wet, squishy hole. The sensation of the wet, slippery pressure was intoxicating. Thankfully, she held back for a moment before inserting half a foot, which felt like her calf was melting. We ignored Zhang Shuai and lay down on his back, using the momentum to push her into Wang's vagina. Grabbing her arms, I pulled her into my arms. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her back against Zhang Shuai's waist. Her full, delicate body still had some weight, so I quickly helped her stand up and walk. Turning I cursed, "Pah, you big bastard!" 　　Then, Boss Wang first pulled my breasts out of my black stockings and gave me a full-body massage. Then, his crotch pressed against my underwear, rubbing against my vulva through the thong. Lying on the bed, undressed , this was much more comfortable than before, especially with Zhang Shuai, whom Hei Zi had brought over, tied to the headboard for a good look. This girl's sexy lingerie and gray stockings, with her balls hidden in her crotch, actually looked quite convincing; it would be better if her chest were a little more prominent. 　　Boss Wang had already pulled down my underwear, erected his engorged penis, and took it in. I raised myself saw my beautiful, large buttocks facing the foot of the bed in the mirror, my ripe buttocks pressed together beside the underwear that had been torn open one day.

The narrow belt and the rather erotic scenery made me comfortably lean back on the pillow, enjoying the pleasure of oral sex from a mature woman. The mature woman's
lips parted the glans, licking from the base of my testicles to the urethral opening with her tongue, then
taking the glans into her mouth, sucking and swirling it violently before swallowing it slowly down to the base, then sliding it back up and spitting out the urethral opening again, repeating this several times
until my penis was bright red and swollen.

Boss Wang straightened up, rubbing the glans with her mons pubis, her plump labia pressing against the outside of my penis, the hot, moist
breath already reaching my penis. Her crotch twisted in front of my penis, letting a silk-clad leg slide over me,
her large buttocks sticking back and clamping my erect penis, the hot, throbbing opening of her vagina
stimulating , her vagina rubbing against my penis incessantly. The mature beauty stood on tiptoe, hugging her calves
, squatting on the bed, and in a flash, she plopped down on my penis.

My erect penis was being pressed down by her big buttocks, sending waves of pleasure through my brain. Her voluptuous
flesh was squeezing and contracting against my penis, and her lower abdomen was thrusting up slightly as she lay on the bed, forcefully pounding against her honey hole. The inner walls of her vagina
were squeezing my penis as it explored inside with difficulty, and the deeper I went, the more intense the pleasure surged to my head. Boss Wang, in the mirror,
was opening his mouth and closing his eyes, equally uncomfortable as I rode on his crotch.

"Oh—oh—oh—oh—" Gasps of breath rose and fell, Zhang Shuai
had already let go of his crotch, his penis stretched out between his legs, waiting casually. I grabbed his mother's plump waist and thrust
in quickly and forcefully. Her plump buttocks were still very firm, and the feeling of hitting her waist and abdomen with each thrust was extremely comfortable. Her smooth vagina
continued to hinder my advance, and the depths of
her peach blossom paradise were gradually showing signs under the fierce thrusts of my glans. Her vaginal fluids were flowing freely, and her fleshy body was swollen and throbbing.
I knew that the feeling of her lower body being opened must feel very comfortable for her, because the head of my penis had penetrated into
her flower core, and her cervix was tightly gripping my glans, not letting go. This intimate kiss made the woman's internal organs
swell and tighten to receive the strands of white fluid expelled by my glans.

The euphoric release surged from my chest into Boss Wang's body. His thick semen, having found its target, relentlessly rushed
towards the reproductive organ within the mature woman. Boss Wang, her buttocks raised, remained motionless. I knew that the comfortable warmth
was making her writhe and melt, her limbs feeling like they were about to
melt. I was afraid that if I moved even slightly, this exquisite feeling would be gone forever. Zhang Shuai couldn't hold back any longer and started masturbating. His mother and I slowly lay down
on the bed, the lingering pleasure flowing between our bodies.

After forty minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I dragged my heavy head to the bathroom and
urinated Only after the last drop was expelled did I feel that my release for the day was over. Leaning against the window,
I breathed heavily, feeling weak. Boss Wang also came in, sat on the wet toilet seat, urinated, and then went into
the shower and turned on the shower. I followed her in, swaying slightly.

After drying myself off and lying in bed, I noticed ten missed calls on my phone, all from my mother. I didn't dare call
back . Just then, Heizi came over and whispered to me, "I'll take you home later."

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