[A Mother with a Horse-like Face] (Chapters 1-3) Author: reallyalex2

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A Mother with a Horse-like Face

Author: reallyalex2
Word Count: 16607

Chapter 1

My name is Xiao Zhou. Because I started high school late, I'm facing the high school entrance exam this year, and I'm already 18.

My grades in high school were average; I wasn't exactly at the bottom of the class, and with a little effort, I had a chance to be in the top
ten .

It was my third mock exam in high school, and I seemed particularly distracted, all because of my mother.

My mother is about 33 years old this year and has a great figure. Because she was young and naive, she married my
father and got pregnant, which led to me. So, among the mothers around us, my mother is considered quite attractive. When
we go out shopping, she always gets glances from adult men. She looks like a girl in her early 20s, and you can't
tell My mother has a large bust. Because she is petite, she likes to wear tank
tops, which always gives the impression that her breasts are about to burst out. When I ask her why, she always says that young people like to
dress like that, which often makes me feel very embarrassed on the street. However, my mother is very
progressive in her thinking, but her family values are very traditional . Every day, she cooks, does laundry, supervises my homework, and calls my father to report on her situation. My father
often has to stay at the company to work overtime for various reasons, and sometimes he doesn't even come home to sleep. When I ask him why he doesn't spend more time with his family,
he always brushes me off with "It's all for this family."

However, this seemingly normal family dynamic completely collapsed during my senior year of high school. It was
exam month, and all the students were preparing for their exams, including me. My strength was that I was self-motivated
to study, and my parents didn't need to worry about my exams. But this exam was a huge headache for me. For the two weeks leading up to the exam,
I studied until midnight or even early morning every day. My mother had a habit of waking me up in the morning, but she noticed that I had been going to bed later and
later lately .

"You need to study, but you also need to take care of your health. You're just like your father, not taking care of your body. This won't do.
You haven't slept all night, have you?"

"I can't help it, this time it's just too difficult. I didn't want to be like this."

"Listen carefully, you need to rest well so you can achieve twice the results with half the effort." My mother's catchphrase was "achieve twice the results with half the effort,"
and she could nag about anything for a long time.

"Your father will be back today. If you're tired tonight, go to bed early," my mother
added .

"Okay, I know. I'll come back early to review my lessons." After saying that, I picked up my schoolbag and went to school.

Perhaps because I hadn't slept all night, I asked my teacher for leave to sleep in the infirmary in the afternoon.
It would have been better if I hadn't slept; I ended up sleeping until 10 PM. Since there were evening classes at school,
the infirmary was still open, and the nurse was still there, though a different one had taken over.

"What time is it?"

"10 PM? You really sleep well! Why didn't anyone wake you? I thought that bed was empty. The last
lady didn't tell me you were here."

"Oh no, I have a curfew. I have to go now, thank you, Auntie. I need to hurry home. My mom
will go crazy if she can't reach me."

With that, I quickly packed my things and rode my bicycle home.

People always feel guilty when they do something wrong, and I was a perfect example. When I got home, afraid of being scolded, I
quietly pushed open the door and tiptoed inside. My house was only one story, but there was a hallway
separating my parents' and my room. When I got home, not a single light was on; they must both be asleep. So
I tiptoed into my room.

"Ah...ah...be gentle, I'll scream."

"Xiao Zhou hasn't come back yet, it's okay."

"Ah...ah...slow down, I can't take it anymore, don't hit me so hard, I'll...I'll
scream ..."

"Scream, that's what I want you to scream, you slut, I haven't been back for so long, I'm back today to
fuck you hard."

"No...ah ah...hiss...you've hit it, you've hit it." Mom screamed hysterically.

"Is it good? Do you like my cock?" My old man also started to verbally humiliate her. "I like it, I like it
...ah...harder."

At this moment, I completely forgot what I was doing, my heart was pounding at its highest point, and I couldn't control
my . I quietly walked to my parents' bedroom door and pushed the door open a little bit.

A woman was kneeling on the bed in a doggy-style position, her fair buttocks slightly dazed from the impact of the man behind her
. Was that my mother...? I watched the passion unfolding in the room with surprise and excitement. My penis was
rock hard, and my breathing was a little heavy, though not as loud as the two people in the room.

My father continued to thrust forcefully into her round, soft buttocks, each thrust making a slapping sound. I could almost
feel the temperature in the room rising, and even my body felt a surge of heat. I immediately pulled out my penis and
began to frantically masturbate.

"Husband, fuck me, fuck me to death... so... so good, so comfortable."

"Do you even need to say that, you little bitch?" My father finished speaking and slapped her buttocks, leaving a handprint on her pinkish-white
buttocks.

"Yes... yes... I'm a bitch, fuck me harder..." My mother had already started shaking her head, seemingly
entering a state of frenzy.

"...Do you like dicks?" *Slap, slap* "Yes, I like them so much!!" *Slap, slap, slap, slap* More
forceful impacts. Mom was almost knocked over; if she hadn't been lying face down, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"You like dicks? Want me to call a few people to fuck you?" Hearing Dad say this, I was stunned
for a moment, but my hand didn't stop stroking my penis.

"No, I'll only let you...one person fuck me."

"Slut, you say you like dicks? Still pretending to be innocent...fuck...I don't believe that if I put a few dicks in
front of you right now, you wouldn't put them in your mouth and suck them."

After saying that, Dad went crazy, like a male dog, his thrusting speed went completely off the charts, and Mom was being fucked
so hard that she screamed.

At this moment, Dad flipped Mom over and slapped her hard across the face.

"Slut, say it!! Do you want dicks?"

After saying that, before Mom could answer, he shoved his penis in again, and Mom screamed.

"Ah...you can't be so bad, I'm your wife...ah...be gentle...be gentle...I'm about
to break..."

"Tell me, are you enjoying it? Do you like dicks?!"

My dad said as he thrust hard into my mom, his weight causing her to
sink , ready to receive the second thrust. This went on for several times. I heard
something I could never believe in my life...

"I like it...I like it...any dick is fine...give it to me...quickly...give it to me...fuck me...
fuck me..."

"Tell Dr. Chen from next door to bring out his dick for you too, do you want it?"

"Yes...yes...I want all dicks..."

My mom's eyes were already unfocused; I dare say she didn't even know what she was saying.

"You slut, I'm going to fuck you to death today."

"Fuck me to death...fuck me to death!!"

My mom had already wrapped her legs around my dad's buttocks, welcoming each of his thrusts.

Like in an adult film, my mom gripped my dad's back tightly with her fingers; I knew she was almost there.

"Do you like it...do you like me fucking you like this, fucking your pussy like this?"

"I like it...I like it so much, my pussy is filled with your cock...it feels so good...so swollen...
"

"Fuck...mouth!! Open your mouth!!"

Mom opened her mouth, and I saw Dad quickly get up, shove his cock into her mouth, and kneel down
next to Mom's head. Mom actually started sucking on it, as if it were a delicious lollipop.

"Hurry up, you fucking suck my stinky cock all night long, hurry up, harder!!"

I noticed that Mom's sucking force was really strong. Her whole face was sunken in,
swallowing , and the speed was getting faster and faster, almost reaching her throat. After pulling it out to the glans, I forcefully shoved the whole thing
back into her mouth. At this time, Mom changed her position. Her back was to me, but her head was moving up and down rapidly. I knew she was going to speed up. The cock in my hand was already bulging with veins, and I was stroking it
at the same speed as Mom's head . 　　"You slut, suck faster!" 　　Mom wrapped her arms around Dad's waist, her head sucking his penis up and down even faster and more violently, making "ooh, ooh" sounds. 　　At this point, you could hear the sound of her saliva, "splat...splat," making very lewd noises. 　　"I'm going to cum, swallow it, hurry...ah..." 　　"Gulp...uh!!" 　　I realized Mom didn't seem unwilling to swallow; Dad had shoved his entire penis down her throat ejaculating violently, almost suffocating her. 　　Then, Dad actually treated Mom's face like a vagina, grabbing her hair and slamming his buttocks into her mouth as if it were a vagina, and Mom very cooperatively accepted his rough thrusts. 　　This lasted for about ten or twelve hours before Dad slowly slowed down and released her hair. 　　"Was it good...?" 　　These were the first words Mom uttered as she spat out the penis from her mouth. 　　At this moment, I slowly backed out of the door, looking at my engorged penis, which was about the size of a large cucumber, yet I had to forcefully shove it back into my pants, feeling quite uncomfortable. But I needed to perfectly prove my alibi, so I sneaked to the door, opened it, turned on the light, and then slammed the door shut so the people in the room could hear. About ten minutes later, the two of them came out of the room. 　　"Xiao Zhou, you're back! Why are you so late? Were you at the library again? You should at least call your mother ; she's worried about you." 　Looking at my mother's tongue, which had a coating like it had been used to drink soy sauce, I was certain it still had thick semen on it. 　　"Hehe… I… I fell asleep at the library… Dad, you're home today?" 　　I asked knowingly, and my father gave a guilty smile. 　　"I came back today because I'm going to Taipei for work tomorrow. I came back to see if you and your son were taking good care of yourselves." 　　"Xiao Zhou, you managed to pass the exam this time, right? Don't forget, I said I'd buy you a computer " 　　"I know... Okay, Dad, I'm sorry, I studied all night and I'm so tired. I want to go rest." 　　"Wait, I'm about to get on the bus. I need to tell you I'm getting the keys..." 　　Then came a long string of nonsense. I don't remember what I heard, but all I could think about was him having sex with my mom , so I just gave him a perfunctory reply and went into my room. 　　Once inside, I pulled out my penis and found it was practically throbbing like a wild animal, pulsating as if it was about to bleed. I started roughly masturbating, but after about 10 minutes, I realized it wasn't helping. So I took out some pornographic material from under my desk and started masturbating. 　　A whole hour had passed by the time I finished. 　　At this point, I calmed down a bit. To clear my head, I quickly took a cold shower. After showering, I found my penis had exploded again. It was probably the stench from my parents' room that had aroused my subconscious . So I went back to my room and opened my textbooks, hoping to calm myself down, but that was impossible. The only way I could release my pent-up desire was to sleep with a woman, but I knew incest was wrong. So, reluctantly, I took out my books, hoping to distract myself. 　　Around 2 a.m., my heart started pounding. I knew what I wanted to do: I wanted to go in and fuck my mother. Thinking of this, I pulled out my huge penis again and started masturbating. 　　This moment changed the fate of our family. While I was completely absorbed in masturbating, I didn't realize that because I had just showered, I had forgotten to lock the door. My mother came to check on my studies, only to find me frantically masturbating. 　　"Ahem... Little Pig." 　　Little Pig is my nickname because it sounds similar; that's what my mom calls me at home. 　　I froze, completely stunned. It was my mom... 　　I whirled around and saw her standing there dumbfounded behind me, her eyes looking away sheepishly. 　　"Mom... don't you know you have to knock before entering someone's room?!"

I felt guilty and could only use anger to cover up my embarrassment.

"I... I was afraid you were studying too late, so I wanted to see if you were serious... How did I know..."

Mom looked at my penis innocently, and although it was only for a second, I caught her gaze.

"Do you know how embarrassing you are to me?!" I almost said, suppressing my emotions.

"You're getting older, I don't blame you for doing this, but... I mean, masturbating in the middle of the night is
normal, Mom doesn't think you're weird, and you're at the peak of your physical vitality." Mom's eyes
drifted to the wall.

"But if you don't study and only do this, your grades will get worse, you know that?" (I
thought to myself: Don't you know who's to blame?)

"When you're studying, you should take care of your physical needs first, and... instead, doing things this way will be
much less effective ."

"I want to, but it's been like this since the beginning, I can't concentrate, and I can't solve it
..." I started to try to persuade Mom with her emotions.

"You...you can't get it out...?" Mom glanced at my trash can as she said this,
noticing it was full of toilet paper wrapped in a strange liquid. I think she knew what it was.

"It was okay at first, but I haven't been able to for half an hour...I want to study hard, but like this
, it's so...hard to concentrate..."

As I spoke, I released my hand, and my entire penis practically bounced against my pants. Mom
froze when she saw my penis. I seized the opportunity and started vigorously stroking it, trying to prove I wasn't lying.

Time seemed to stand still. Mom didn't stop me; instead, she just stared blankly as I frantically masturbated.
About five minutes felt like half an hour. Mom held her breath, watching me masturbate without saying a word.

The scene was so bizarre. After a long while, I realized my hand was too sore to move. (At this point, I
started testing my mother's reaction.)

"You see, I also find it annoying, but I really can't solve it. It's always so hard, how can anyone
study? That's why I did this..."

"..." My mother was silent for a long time, then seemed to decide to speak but then closed her mouth again.

"It...it's always this big...?" My mother finally spoke, and I knew this was my
chance.

"Yes, and it's completely impossible to go down. I can't do anything about it anymore, and besides, I don't know how to
masturbate , but this seems to help a little."

"You don't know how?" My mother stared wide-eyed at my penis.

"The textbook didn't teach it." I said briefly and forcefully, trying to mislead my mother into thinking I was an idiot who didn't know how to masturbate
. She had already seen what was in the trash can.

I decided to continue. It was easy at first, but then I couldn't control it...

"Mom, do you know what to do? You can teach me, you want me to continue studying, right?"

"I...I'll teach you? How can I do that? I'm your mother..." My mother still seemed a little defensive.
I knew I had to break down her defenses.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to touch her... I just want you to tell me what to do. Only you can help
me now; I can do it myself."

Hearing this, Mom seemed relieved. Thinking it was just teaching her son the correct way to release pent-up emotions, which was probably
a mother's duty, she began to give instructions.

"First... first, gently hold it with your hand..."

"Like this?" I deliberately pulled my hand back a few inches, making my penis feel like it couldn't be held.

"No, you need to completely cover it..." Mom demonstrated by grasping her wrist in front of me.
I deliberately tried again and again, until she finally nodded.

"And then?" I asked. "Up... up and down." Mom seemed to have overcome her mental barrier.
Now, as she spoke, she looked at my penis and then into my eyes, clearly telling me she was just helping
me.

Following my mother's method, I tried for about 10 minutes. "It doesn't seem to work... My hands are really sore...
Should I go to the emergency room?"

"No need, Mom can handle this kind of small thing... Mom helps Dad when he's not feeling well. I think
... take your hand away first so I can see."

At this moment, I noticed that my mother had moved. She had been behind me, but now she was on my right side,
slowly kneeling down. I knew I had succeeded.

My mother then reached out and grasped my penis, then glanced at me.

"I... I'm just helping you solve your problem. You can't tell Dad about this, okay?"

"I know," I looked at her sincerely. "I don't want to talk about something so embarrassing, don't worry."

Then, after grasping my penis, my mother began to slowly stroke it.

"It's so hot, has it always been this hot?" To ease the embarrassment, my mother tried to say something to smooth things over.

"Your hands are so cold... but this feels much better... it's really effective. It's a good thing you're here today,
otherwise I might have ended up in the ER."

Mom chuckled softly after hearing this, then stopped looking at me and focused intently on my penis,
stroking it up and down.

"Does this feel good?" Mom looked up at me.

"So... good," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, letting Mom know I was enjoying the pleasure she
was giving me.

"Then... is this even more comfortable?" Mom said, increasing the speed and tightness of her hand movements, her eyes
wide and watery as she looked at me.

"Very... very comfortable," I gritted my teeth, indicating that I felt good too.

"So numb, what is this feeling... your hands are so skillful... Mom... faster,"

Mom said, increasing her speed again, her head starting to sway, her hair floating in the air. I smelled
Mom 's scent, a uniquely feminine scent, very similar to the girls in my class—a faint soapy
fragrance.

I gripped the chair I was sitting on tightly, my hands starting to shift positions restlessly. At this moment, my
mother increased the speed of her stroking. Actually, my penis was already so hard that I was almost numb, but I had to pretend to be very comfortable
in order to keep the act going.

I deliberately pretended that my mom's speed was making me feel too good, and I accidentally put my hand on her shoulder, half-closing
one eye and looking at her. "So fast...so good..."

My mom looked into my eyes, then glanced at my hand, but didn't tell me to take it off. At this moment, she slowly
slowed down , glanced at my penis, and then stared intently at me. Her hand was now incredibly fast, pushing and
pulling my penis. This time, I decided to be bolder.

"Hiss...so good...harder...harder!"

My mom actually cooperated with my commands, her hand slowly tightening and exerting force, stroking up and down, but her eyes were
still fixed on me.

I pretended that I couldn't bear this pleasure and was falling into a frenzy of enjoyment. My right hand went straight to hug my mom's
head. My mom looked at me in surprise, but I deliberately didn't look at her, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure she was giving me.

"Mom, you're so amazing, this makes me feel so good."

My mom was about to tell me to let go of her head, but when she heard me say this, she thought it was okay. I
probably , so she let me press my palm against the back of her head and pull her closer to me.

Fifteen minutes later, Mom's hand seemed to be getting tired, and she looked at me with a troubled expression.

"Don't you want to ejaculate yet?" Mom looked up at me, her hand pressed against my side.

"This is already more comfortable than using it myself, but... but it feels like it's still a little bit short."

"Mom, isn't there a more comfortable way... please help me, I feel like I'm about to ejaculate, but it's
just a little bit short..."

Mom released my penis and looked at me.

I was facing the desk, and Mom was kneeling to my right.

"Turn around, take off your pants and stand up..." Mom didn't stand up, which meant she wasn't going to stop;
it seemed she had another method.

I did as Mom said, and after taking off my pants, Mom, who was kneeling, changed
her position and knelt directly in front of my penis.

"Could it be..." Before I could finish speaking, Mom breathed
hot air onto my glans.

"Let's begin." After saying that, Mom opened her pink little mouth and swallowed
a third of .

The temperature of her mouth was much higher than my hands. Seeing this, I immediately knew I was going to ejaculate.

Mom started sucking, then spat my penis out.

"Your...your little brother is a bit big, so it'll be a little difficult for me to swallow. Don't move around too much later."

This time, she just sucked directly in. My glans was instantly swallowed halfway by the powerful suction, or rather,
slid in. Mom began to suck slowly, circling my penis with her tongue. Because my penis was so thick
and long, about two-thirds of it was already reaching Mom's throat. Mom slowly swallowed and
spat out my penis, bringing it into her mouth and then spitting it out. At this moment
, Mom looked at me greedily, like a water monster. Looking down, because of my penis, her mouth formed a horse-face
shape . At this point, I couldn't hold back anymore. I moved slightly, letting the rest of my penis reach
deep into Mom's throat.

"Ugh, press!!" Mom frowned, seemingly protesting, but I couldn't care less.
She hadn't told me to move, but now I pressed my hand against the back of her head, forcing it towards my crotch
, demanding she accept the full size of my penis. Her throat was stretched open, making a
"gurgling, whimpering" sound.

"Mmm...please stop," Mom said,
making a sound to stop me when a third of my penis was still in her throat, as if telling me not to break my promise.

"Mom, this feels good. I have nowhere to grab, please don't stop...hiss...can you take
it deeper ...I feel...I feel like I'm about to cum..."

"Mmm...gurgling..." This was the last sound Mom made before giving in.

I started grabbing Mom's hair like Dad did, the only difference being that I didn't ram her, but instead
grabbed the woman beneath me, slowly pushing it deeper into her throat, making "tsk tsk"
sounds .

Mom could tell I was enjoying it, and she slowly accepted my intrusion. Her hands slowly
moved up from under my pants to wrap around my waist, giving me oral sex like Dad did. Then Mom started moving on her own,
forcefully swallowing and spitting out my penis.

And she was doing it willingly, which surprised and delighted me. Mom's pace quickened,
her face flushed, and a light sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Mom... thank you," I said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Hearing this, Mom unleashed her
full power. I had never seen a woman take in a penis so quickly and move it so fast.
Almost every thrust made me lose my senses. Finally, I was about to ejaculate; my penis began to swell. Mom knew I was about to ejaculate
, and her eyes turned to look at me. At the same time, our eyes met.

"Mom, I can't hold back anymore, can I grab your head?"

"Ugh," Mom nodded, pausing for only a fraction of a second. She continued to
suck rapidly, making my penis slide in and out of her throat. I could feel the walls of her throat being stretched taut.

I went crazy. I grabbed Mom's head and forcefully thrust my penis deep into her throat.
Mom didn't show any pain, but each thrust made a gurgling sound.
My mind went blank; I just wanted to fuck this woman's mouth hard. I became ruthless, slamming my penis into
Mom 's throat, each thrust pushing it deep inside. My penis finally reached
its limit; I was about to ejaculate.

Mom noticed and tried to pull her head away, but I held it down firmly and
forced it down her throat. After a struggle, Mom tightly embraced me, accepting my semen as it
shot . Mom felt a warm current flow through her throat and down to her stomach. Then she stopped struggling and slowly
sucked on my penis, feeling the tightness and envelopment of my vaginal walls. Because I ejaculated so much,
some came out of Mom's nostrils and some drooled from her mouth. She looked like a wanton slut.
Her face contorted into a horse-like shape as she slowly pulled my penis out of her throat. As I pulled it out,
a long, thick stream of fluid followed. Surprisingly, instead of pulling it away, Mom sucked it into her
mouth .

"Mom…you…" I was prepared for a scolding, after all, I hadn't
asked , and I'd even forcefully thrust into her with each stroke. Not to mention, she had never agreed to let me ejaculate
in her mouth. A considerable amount of semen was gushing from her nostrils, and a thick stream of my semen clung to her lips.

"It's okay, at least you feel much better now, right…" Mom said, licking the semen from her mouth with her tongue
and wiping the semen from her nose with her palm.

"Is it good?" Mom was still kneeling, panting, having almost suffocated, and
was now greedily inhaling.

"It's very good, thank you, Mom," I smiled happily at her.

"If you're still feeling uncomfortable and can't resolve it, Mom can help you. That way, things will be much more
efficient, you know?"

Just as I was about to reply, my penis suddenly swelled up again, slowly getting bigger. Mom, who was
looking at me while speaking, was drawn to my penis by my gaze and exclaimed in surprise.

"Why...why again?" she said, slowly grasping my penis and looking up at me.

"I don't know, maybe it's because Mom looks beautiful right now..." I scratched my head and looked away
as I answered. "Hey..." I said, gently patting my penis. "Mom, I have a suggestion." I said
, bringing my penis close to Mom's mouth and pushing it slightly against her lips.

Mom looked at me in surprise, said nothing, first trying to take my penis into her mouth with her lips, then plunging the whole thing
into her mouth.

Chapter Two

My mother's mouth was in an "O" shape, like a piston constantly receiving the thrusts of my penis. I could already hear
the gurgling sounds of her saliva, and bubbles kept rising and
bursting The lewd sounds filled the entire room. At this moment, my penis began to regain its vitality,
feeling her tight mouth sucking on my penis as if trying to draw out everything inside. My mother
changed from her kneeling position to now leaning entirely on me, shifting her weight to my groin, just to better match
her piston-like rhythm. During this time, my mother began to use both her hands and mouth. After about a dozen swallows and spits, my penis
was covered in her saliva. She then used her hands to tightly grip my penis and began to stroke it back and forth. At first, she used
her right hand, but found that her hands were too small, so she simply used both hands. I, on the other hand, grabbed my mother's head and
repeatedly bumped it against her lips.

"Mom...this won't do, it needs to be more intense..." I said, pressing her head closer to me
so my penis could penetrate her throat completely. I could feel my glans being
sucked by the muscles near my vocal cords, like swallowing saliva, as if she were playing with my half-inserted
penis in her throat. I quickly realized I was about to ejaculate again.

But my focus wasn't on oral sex; I wanted to put my penis where it should be. As my mother
continued to give me oral sex, I moved closer to her, until she was kneeling back, now only half a hand's width
away from the bed.

I knew what I had to do: pull her onto the bed and rape her forcefully. Just thinking about it stimulated my
penis , making it even bigger than before.

This intense swelling made my mother's eyes widen. She tried to pull it out, but the
engorged was stuck in her throat.

My mother painfully slapped me with her hands, "Ugh...ugh...!!...!! Oh...ugh!"

Finally, she spat my penis out of her throat. As soon as it left her pink lips,
a large amount of unidentified liquid came out, seemingly a mixture of saliva and male secretions, very viscous. Her
mouth and nose were almost covered in this liquid, her face slightly flushed, and she kept gasping for breath.

At this moment, I helped my mother up and moved her towards the bed. She still didn't react, so
I thought I could move. Just as I was about to touch her breasts, a hand suddenly
slapped .

"What are you doing...I said I was helping you solve your problem...I didn't...I didn't...say you
could do this..." My mother seemed to still have some sense and realized what I was about to do, so she immediately stood
up and pushed me away.

"I couldn't, I couldn't ejaculate in that state..." I panicked. I never expected my mother
's defenses to be so hard to break down.

"No, we agreed at the beginning that I was just...cough cough!! Helping...helping you solve this problem." My mother was still
choking from the previous climax.

"But..."

"If you go any further, I won't help you anymore," Mom said, her eyes fixed on me. I
knew I had failed.

"I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions. Please continue... I won't do it again," I mumbled,
head .

Mom glared at me for a few seconds, then looked down at my penis, her expression one of utter rage. She
looked up at me again, her expression cold and serious.

I grew bolder then. I slowly placed my hand on Mom's shoulder, gently pressing her down to
signal her to continue. Mom's eyes remained fixed on me, but she cooperated with my pressure and slowly knelt down. But
then she used her hands, refusing to use her mouth. I panicked. As Mom used both hands to stroke my penis, because of her forward
and backward swaying, I followed her lead and slowly used my penis to bump against her nose. Mom simply turned her face away, and
I could only lightly touch her cheek. After about five more minutes of this, Mom finally turned her face towards my penis.

"I'm serious," Mom said, and without another word, she swallowed my penis. But this time
she seemed a little wary, only putting about half of it in. Mom then started moving her mouth in and out repeatedly,
tightening the gap in her mouth with each thrust. Finally, on the thirtieth or so thrust, Mom took the entire
exposed into her throat and used the same method she had just used, stimulating my penis with the muscles of her vocal cords,
playing with it in her mouth and throat.

At that moment, I felt so good that I placed my hands on my mother's shoulders. She gave me a warning
look , making me hesitant to act rashly, but I couldn't resist the pleasure.

"I'm sorry..." I grabbed my mother's head with both hands and started thrusting my penis into her throat and mouth, just like my father had done. My mother seemed to accept it. Each thrust brought out different fluids from
our points of contact . I felt a tingling sensation in my lower body, and I knew it was almost time. My mother noticed that I was getting bigger again, filling her throat completely. But this time she was prepared. She only paused briefly, took a breath through her nose, and began to thrust rapidly without air. The sounds echoed throughout the room. Finally, I felt an urge to explode. The feeling was so exhilarating, but my mother didn't slow down. I knew that if she kept thrusting while I ejaculated, it would be very uncomfortable later. But she didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. I had thought that my mother definitely wouldn't let me ejaculate inside her throat this time , which surprised me. 　　Because I had just pinned Mom down on the bed, her back was facing away from mine. I simply shoved her head between my legs, leaning my entire body against the bed to immobilize her head. My penis pushed her head deep into the bed, and I grabbed her hair tightly, kneeling on the bed. Mom sat slumped on the floor, letting my semen mercilessly spray deep into her mouth. I felt her choke on a mouthful of saliva as it sprayed onto my stomach, but I showed no mercy. I thrust rapidly, as if it were a vagina , ejaculating after about seven seconds. I slowed down slightly, but my hips continued to move naturally, rhythmically against Mom's mouth. Mom's body softened from its rigidity, and she placed her hands on my waist, naturally cupping my buttocks as if drinking from a water tank. She continued until I ejaculated the last drop of semen into my mouth, then slowly pushed me away. At this point, I regained my senses and slowly pulled my penis out of her mouth. I then noticed her face was covered in liquid, tears streaming from her eyes. I realized it wasn't that I had made her cry; it was the sensation of vomiting from ejaculation in the throat, especially since I felt the force of my ejaculation was quite strong, like a jet of water hitting my throat. My semen, sweat , and saliva covered her face. 　　"Suck it again..." I blurted out unconsciously. Mom glanced at , then obediently brought her face close to my penis again, slowly taking it in and stroking it, but very slowly, letting me feel the afterglow and warmth. 　　After about a dozen strokes, Mom slowly released my penis. 　　"Is that better?" Mom asked again after spitting out my penis. 　　"Yes, thank you, Mom. I'll study hard from now on, and if I can't solve a problem myself, I'll ask you for help," I said sincerely. 　　"Be good next time," Mom said, kissing my glans before slowly standing up and walking towards the door. 　　"If you're tired, don't study anymore. Go take a shower and go to bed," Mom said as she left my room. Then she went back inside. I, on the other hand, was weak and exhausted . I closed my eyes, still finding everything that had just happened unbelievable. Halfway through my thoughts, I fell into a deep sleep. 　　The next morning, because I was too tired, I forgot to set an alarm and slept until 11 a.m. When I got up, my pants were still up to my calves, obviously I had forgotten to pull them up the day before. I struggled to get up and was about to put my pants on when I noticed something strange: my penis seemed to still be wet. That couldn't be, I had gone to sleep around 3 a.m. yesterday, there was no reason why it would still be wet after seven hours. Suddenly I realized that my mother must have done something while I was asleep. 　　I put on my pants and went to take a shower. I found my mother still sleeping. I opened the door and looked at her. She was sprawled out in a swastika shape, clearly exhausted from yesterday. I went into the room and looked at my mother's sleeping face. To be honest, she looked like a high school student. Her ponytail was neatly tied back, with only a few short hairs showing. There wasn't a single wrinkle on her face. I don't think anyone would doubt that she was my sister. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked like she was in her early twenties. Plus, she was wearing a tank top and shorts, which accentuated her figure. I felt like her breasts were about to burst out, but at that moment, I had no such thoughts. I just lowered my head and gave her a quick peck. 　　"Thank you... I'm going to school now." 　　After closing my mother's door, I went to school, but I wasn't paying attention at all. My mind was filled with the scenes , like a dream. 　　"Hey, Zhou Xiaojie, don't be so arrogant! The teacher is teaching and you're just spacing out with your head propped up on your hand !" The voice came from my good friend, Jialong. He comes from a single-parent family and was raised by his mother. I always felt he had a mother complex. 　　"Huh? Was I spacing out?" I scratched my head, indicating that I hadn't noticed. 　　"Numbers 23 and 29, stand up!" 　　I was stunned. Wasn't she calling me? I immediately stood up. It was the earth science teacher, a woman around 25 years old, with an arrogant expression, cold and harsh. The students all disliked her. 　　"Talking in class? What's so interesting you want the teacher to hear?" The teacher gave me a look that seemed designed to embarrass me. 　　In the throes of rebellion, Jialong and I couldn't take such provocation and immediately retorted. 　　"Zhou Shijie was just saying whether the teacher likes him," Jialong retorted defiantly. 　　"Impossible! How could the teacher like me? I'm too young, I wouldn't dare to presume!" I said, making an exaggerated shy face, which made the whole class burst into laughter. 　　The teacher, caught off guard, remained expressionless and turned to Jialong, 　　saying, "Sit down." Then she turned back to me, "You, stand." Without looking back, she turned back to the blackboard to continue writing the key points. I stood there for the entire period until the end of class. 　　It happened to be the last class, and after class, I hurriedly rode my bike home, feeling that something exciting was bound to happen at home. 　　When I got home, my mother was still sleeping. I went into her room, "Why are you still sleeping?! I'm so..."

"Hungry!!"

My mother was fast asleep and didn't respond to my words at all. I tried calling her again, but there was
still no response. I don't know why, so I just pulled down the waistband of my uniform pants, took out my semi-erect penis
, and slapped it against my mother's face. My mother remained unmoved. After slapping it for a while, my penis was
fully erect.

At this moment, I saw that my mother's lips were slightly open, so I quietly brought my penis close to her mouth. However, her
teeth were obviously clenched in her semi-asleep state. I gently pried them open, revealing a
size large enough for the glans to enter, and slowly pushed my penis in. After moving it a few times, I realized that this was not good because her teeth
were still slightly clenched and would scratch my skin. So I pulled my penis out, and her jaw slowly closed.
I didn't give up and put my penis back into her mouth.

This time, I inserted my penis into the gap between her teeth and lips, thrusting it back and forth against her left cheekbone. Although
I didn't feel much, the sight of my penis filling her mouth excited me, and occasionally it would rub
against her teeth. I increased the force of my thrusts. At this moment, my mother frowned slightly, her eyes slowly opening. She was startled for about five seconds
when she saw me, then her eyes met mine. I didn't move, and my mother stared straight
at me. I defiantly pushed my penis against her teeth. My mother felt
uncomfortable with my forceful insertion, but she still slowly opened her mouth, exploring the head of my penis with her tongue, then gently taking it into her mouth with her outer lips
, slowly sucking. However, because she had just woken up, she was weak all over, only able to move her head slightly. I
could tell she was a little impatient.

"A little more," I asked.

My mother glanced at me, slowly leaning her body closer to me, creating a
position , and began to move more vigorously, sucking back and forth.

"I'm sorry, I made you very uncomfortable yesterday, didn't I?"

Mom paused for a moment upon hearing this, then shook her head, but still held my penis tightly. I gently held
the back with my thumb and forefinger
and began to swing it back and forth. It must have been very unpleasant for Mom to have her mouth violated like this as soon as she woke up, but I, who had just gained this privilege, was not going to let this opportunity pass. I began to press her head down hard,
so that each thrust could be pushed deeply into her throat. After about ten minutes
, I started to speed up, which made Mom frown slightly and glare at me with a little annoyance. I didn't care about that. I treated her mouth, which was open by my penis, with
the same speed, making every inch of her lips wet. I
kept lifting my waist, so that Mom could hold my buttocks to avoid losing her balance. I took advantage of her weight shifting towards
me thrust even more fiercely.

Finally, I felt a tingling sensation, but I was determined to do something different today. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I
slowly pulled my penis out. My mother's eyes widened, knowing what I was about to do. Instead, she forced me to
lean towards her head, wanting me to pour it down her throat. But I gently moved my mother's head back with my hand,
deliberately letting her drink some of it and let her taste the rest on her tongue.

Finally, I ejaculated. I shot about two times into her throat, then pulled out two-thirds of the way,
and the remaining five streamed slowly out of my mother's mouth. My mother's brows were furrowed, seemingly unwilling, but helplessly,
her head was under my control, and she could only let my semen slide onto her tongue. My mother's chin thickened slightly;
I knew she was waiting to spit it out, leaving the semen on her jaw so she wouldn't swallow it. When I came to my senses, I
slowly pulled my penis out. My mother thought I was done and was about to get up when suddenly I shoved my penis back
in. She looked at me with a puzzled expression because this action stirred up the semen that had
been accumulating under her tongue, causing it to flow directly into the depths of her taste buds. To breathe, my mother had no choice but
to swallow my semen first. I knew I had succeeded.

"Gulp... gulp..." I heard this sound until my mother swallowed before slowly pulling out.
Afterward I gave my mother two tissues to wipe herself.

"Didn't I say you can only come to me if you can't solve it yourself? Are you using me as a tool for venting your frustrations?"
Mom stared at me angrily, her initial pleasure now replaced by bewilderment.

She took a tissue and slowly spat out the semen still in her mouth, a thick,
stringy liquid mixed with saliva, hanging between her lips and the tissue.

"You're really outrageous! I told you to study, but you're always thinking about these things. Now you
're using your mother as a sex object! Don't think that helping you satisfy your needs means you can touch me however you want."

After saying this, Mom covered her mouth with her finger and quickly walked towards the bathroom, leaving me alone
in penis was still hanging outside my pants. Ten minutes later, Mom, seemingly having brushed her teeth,
came out wiping her face with a towel. By then, I had already put my pants back on. The situation was a little awkward;
I had no idea what to say. Just as I was hesitating about how to break the silence, Mom spoke first.

"You're still young, and I don't blame you for being curious about these things. But you need to understand that I'm still your
mother . Have you ever seen a child come home from school and put their genitals in their mother's mouth?"

"But you're not just anyone. You're my mother, the mother who's willing to make any sacrifice for me. I want to
emphasize I haven't used you as a sex object. I just know that when I encounter difficulties, you will definitely help me. I
haven't taken your kindness for granted. I apologize to you. Actually, I could
have handled it It's just that your method is a thousand times more comfortable than mine. I'd rather have my mother help me than
clumsily try to handle it myself for so long."

My mother looked at me with a smile. "Look at you, talking so prim and proper, just trying to cover up your guilty conscience. I won't hold it against you
today , but you'd better not go too far. If your father comes home and sees this, he'll beat you to death."

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief when Mom didn't pursue my erratic behavior too much. What was gratifying was that
she mentioned a certain day, meaning there would be a next time. I was already thinking that next time I wouldn't just shove my penis into her mouth, I'd
shove it into her vagina, making her mine…

Chapter Three:

"Zhou Xiaojie!" I was startled; she was calling me again.

I always daydreamed during geography class; after all, I had absolutely no interest in this stuff. As the class…
As a student in the first grade, I had already crammed these textbooks into my head. Frankly, I
had absolutely no interest in listening to what the teacher taught. Of course, this teacher had this damn queen-like demeanor, as if good
students should kneel down and lick her toes—she looked like a slut.

"Zhou Xiaojie, I've told you many times, just because you have good grades doesn't mean you can skip
class . Do you expect everyone to follow your example?"

"Teacher, I'm not skipping class, it's just that my head really hurts."

The female teacher looked at me with an arrogant expression. "If you're not feeling well, go to the infirmary. If you don't want to listen, go home."
Here we go again. This woman never gives anyone a way out, always trying to embarrass me in front of the classmates. Everyone
knows this age is a rebellious phase, so I didn't disappoint and retorted.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, but what you teach is really something you can understand just by opening the textbook. I don't know
how days."

"Sorry, what did you say?" The teacher's tone was very calm,
but swooped down from the lectern and approached me directly.

"I didn't quite understand what you said, say it again?" She poked my head with chalk, it
felt like it was about to ignite. I slapped the chalk away and pushed her hand away.

"Show some respect, I'm also a human being, I..."

Yes, I didn't finish my sentence because I was now sitting on the floor. Why? Because she slapped
me hard, making me fall heavily to the ground.

"How dare you talk to a teacher like that? What did your parents teach you? Don't you have any manners?"

"I'd like to see what your parents look like." That was me saying that. Yes, any male student who wants to be slapped
, please write to me so I can worship you. Nosy classmates then took out their phones to record
every move the teacher and I made, except for the slap I just received, they should have recorded everything. Just when I was worried I wouldn't be able to record it,
the teacher slapped me again.

The farce was over, and now the female teacher and I were both in the principal's office.

"As a student, you should naturally have a respectful attitude towards your teachers. You openly contradicted a teacher; aren't you afraid of being
expelled ?"

The headmaster's attitude of trying to shift all the blame onto me made me unhappy.

"As a teacher, beating a student in front of everyone, aren't you afraid of being condemned?" I angrily turned to look at the female
teacher. Let me introduce her in detail. This female teacher is named Qian Yuanting. She is 165 cm tall and has a model-like figure
that many male students admire. The key point is that I estimate her breasts are a C cup. Her teaching ability is average. I
heard that she has a rich boyfriend and a good family background. It seems that she is a teacher just to make a living and earn some pocket money.
She usually wears a white shirt with a strapless neckline, a tight-fitting skirt, and high heels to work, all in black. She likes to wear
black stockings with vertical stripes. She has a glamorous face and usually goes to work without makeup. Her hair is long and tied in a ponytail.
It is the standard outfit for a student's sweetheart. But I don't know why I just don't get along with her, especially the two slaps that
I still hold a grudge against.

"Teacher Qian, you're basically the homeroom teacher for this class. I suggest you try to reconcile with the student privately
. After all, even if you have a moral high ground, resorting to violence is a wrong example, especially for a teacher."

A bunch of nonsensical nonsense started rambling on, making my ears itch, but I still patiently
spent a whole class period with these two scoundrels before slowly leaving the office with the teacher.

"Zhou Xiaojie, let me tell you, you'd better behave yourself from now on. I can turn
a , but I've already given up on you as a student."

"Teacher, I advise you to reconcile with me quickly. I'm planning to get a medical examination today and report
your misdeeds to the Education Bureau. From now on, don't even think about setting foot in the education field."

"Are you threatening me?" Teacher Qian glared at me angrily and grabbed my collar.

"A student like you, a piece of trash, only adds to society. Why don't you just die?
You dare threaten me? Do you know how much time your mother spent getting this teacher position?"

"No, that's none of my business. Anyway, after you're expelled, you have a boyfriend who'll feed and house you. Do you care?"

"Do you believe I could throw you off the fourth floor and nobody would know? Do you believe me?"

"I believe you, the whole world believes me, because I recorded it all." I took out my phone
and waved it .

She panicked and gasped. "Give it to me!!!"

Seeing her reach for it, I quickly put the phone in my pocket. "If you want to settle this, come to the rooftop after
school and negotiate with me." After saying that, I went straight back to the classroom and left without looking back.

After school, I went up to the rooftop alone and found Teacher Qian already there, her arms crossed
in a defensive stance.

"What exactly do you want?" Seeing her red and swollen eyes, it was clear she had just cried. Being bullied like
this by a student would break even the strongest teacher. Originally, I was planning to ask her to take off her clothes so I could touch her, but
seeing her pitiful state made me a little soft-hearted. Then,

a brilliant idea struck me. I realized I was incredibly clever. I took out my phone and shouted at the teacher:

"Teacher, I've always liked you."

Teacher Qian was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into tears. "What do you want?"

she said through gritted teeth. Honestly, I hadn't expected to push her to this point, but I still wanted to
see how far she would go.

"I can let you touch me, but you have to give me your phone." With that, she slowly
unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, revealing a size large enough for me to put my hand inside, indicating that I should finish quickly after touching her.

"Teacher, you're wrong. I'm not that shameless."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to apologize." Teacher Qian was a little stunned. "Not you, I want to apologize to you."

She was completely dumbfounded; this was so different from what she had imagined.

"Teacher, I know you treat me like a good-for-nothing, but do you know, every day after school I have to rush to work,
to tutoring younger kids, and by the time I get home, I've finished my studies and gone to sleep. It's already so late. I'm just
spacing out because I don't want to lie down and sleep.

" "Continue..."

"Just don't hate me so much in the future. I hope to become your best student, a
hardworking helpful assistant. You know I have good grades, but,"

she said, "I just don't listen in class."

"Hmm."

"I've always been the one who loves teachers the most. I never intended to threaten you, I just wanted to annoy
you. I also don't want you to apologize to me in front of your classmates, that would damage your dignity, teacher. I understand,
that's why I asked you to come up here. If you misunderstood, I apologize. I didn't mean to hurt my favorite teacher."

After saying that, I walked towards the teacher and deleted the voice file in front of her. "I would never hurt you, teacher."

"I didn't realize you liked me so much." The teacher was now wiping away tears and snot. I slowly
took out a tissue from my pocket.

"Everyone expresses themselves differently."

"Since you like me so much, you should listen to my lessons instead of disobeying me." The teacher sat down and started talking
to me . Seeing that I had lost the only tool that could threaten her, and now she was facing a completely harmless
student who loved her wholeheartedly, she didn't seem so wary.

"Honestly, I'm way ahead of you in these things. It's not that you're teaching badly, it's just that I really know it all."

After saying that, I went over and buttoned up the teacher's shirt. She looked at me in surprise.

"I don't want my goddess to be exposed too early, so I won't expect you to be exposed later." I had
barely finished speaking when she punched me on the shoulder, but it was just a playful punch.

"Idiot..."

"Teacher.

" "What?"

"How about I help you borrow your textbooks from now on? I think if even I'm willing to be your assistant,
the class will be more obedient to you."

"Okay, after all, the ringleader should be punished, hee hee."

"Teacher."

"What's wrong? Haven't you been weaned yet?"

"Let's go quickly, what if the iron gate closes?"

After saying that, the two of us playfully walked downstairs and left the school. She drove up and blocked me at the school gate.

"Get in, the teacher will pick you up today."

"But I have a bicycle."

"You can ride back tomorrow."

"Then how will I get here tomorrow?"

"Of course I'll pick you up. If you're late, you don't need to come to class."

The teacher smelled nice in the car. We chatted all the way, talking about why we didn't get along in the first place. We
chatted until we got home. After agreeing on a time for the teacher to pick me up for class tomorrow, the teacher drove off. I smiled
, took out my keys, and went inside. As soon as I entered, I realized something was wrong. There was a broken piece of porcelain on the floor, and no one had cleaned it.
The whole house was dark and there was a series of arguing sounds. I heard my mother screaming, but I
remembered my mother was going back to her parents' home in the north. She shouldn't be home.

I decided to go to the room to see what was going on. Before I even got there, I saw my mother standing at the door with her hands on her hips, trembling with
anger . I quickly went to the door and looked inside. It was my father, but lying next to him was another woman.

"You keep saying you're busy, tell me, what are you busy with?"

Dad remained silent in the face of Mom's accusations. The woman beside him silently put on her clothes. Mom
then went to the living room, ripped the telephone off, and threw it at Dad's face. Dad was
completely enraged by this action. He picked up the phone and threw it at Mom, but I blocked it with my body.
I winced in pain; Dad, after all, was a soldier, and his strength was considerable.

"Are you trying to embarrass Mom to death...?"

"Get out!" Mom pointed at the woman, then at Dad.

"You get out too. I'm going to file for divorce tomorrow." With that, Mom grabbed my hand, pulled me to
the living room , grabbed the car keys, and took me to the hospital.

"Does it hurt...?" Mom asked, tears still streaming down her face. I gently
wiped away her tears with my fingers.

"Mom, what happened?" Mom then began to cry hysterically.

To be continued...

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