My poor mother (6)

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Chapter Six: Mom's Outdoor Exposure

My neighborhood is in a residential area, where there are very few pedestrians at night, especially in the cold winter

. However, the view from my window is quite nice, facing a government-built green area

filled with all sorts of trees, surrounded by a ring of pine trees. But the government made a fatal mistake during construction:

they forgot to install lights in this green area, leaving it completely dark at night

, with only the streetlights near the pine trees casting a pale yellow glow.

As I watched, a familiar figure rode a bicycle towards me from afar—it was my mother. She was wearing

a maroon cotton-padded jacket and black women's trousers. She wore a mask, revealing only her beautiful

eyes.

Suddenly, a dilapidated van sped out from behind my mother, blocking her way.

Three burly men got out and dragged my mother and the bicycle into the van.

These three men were Old Wang, Old Jiang, and Old Liu. The three men wanted to

extort money , but she repeatedly refused. Enraged, they decided to teach her a lesson. They rented a van

and waited near the school gate, secretly following her to a secluded residential area before suddenly appearing.

My mother was pulled into the van, looking at the three men in panic. Recognizing them, she shouted angrily,

"Stop bothering me! I'll never contact you again! Let me out! Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?"

"You filthy bitch, don't be so stubborn! Always pretending to be so high and mighty, who's

been moaning under my crotch, hahaha!"

"Shut up! You're threatening me!"

"Alright, stop arguing with her, just strip her!" It turned out the three men planned to strip my mother naked and

throw her of the van to teach her a "lesson." My mother was no match for the three burly men and was quickly stripped

naked. Old Wang kicked her out of the van with his leather boot.

Then, the van, carrying my mother's clothes and bicycle, sped away.

My mother scrambled up, clutching her breasts, and looked around in panic.

Relieved she quickly ran behind a pine tree.

Just as I was about to call out to her from above, I saw four drunken thugs approaching from a short distance around the street corner.

These four men, dressed like Hong Kong gangsters, were holding beer bottles and shouting as they

walked towards my mother's hiding place.

Seeing them coming, my mother quickly hid behind the pine tree, constantly adjusting her position to

avoid them. But one of the thugs spotted her, and the four of them instantly surrounded her.

"Wow...woman...naked woman...oh oh oh!" the four slightly drunk men

shouted.

Sensing danger, my mother tried to run towards a streetlamp. But her body

was grabbed by , and the thugs and her bare body were pulled and tugged at each other. My mother, shivering in the cold wind,

was like a lamb surrounded by four men.

"Grab this woman!"

"Don't let her get away!"

"Take her out of the woods, quick!"

My mother was pulled further and further away from the street, soon being dragged deep into the green belt. I rushed downstairs and into the

green belt. Just as I entered, I heard a woman's cries, but they were instantly

drowned out by the lewd laughter of a group of men.

I used a tree as cover, watching everything unfold in the woods by the moonlight.

Dry branches creaked and groaned in the cold wind. My naked mother writhed and struggled helplessly among the crowd

.

A white figure repeatedly fell, rolled, and tripped on the ground, her long hair adorned

with fallen leaves that danced in the cold wind. The men beside her, like cats catching mice, watched

the naked woman on the ground, laughing incessantly.

At that moment, one of the thugs grabbed my mother from behind, while two others grabbed her struggling legs and forced her

to the ground. Her desperate eyes filled with tears.

"Please, let me go! I have money, my home is nearby, I'll get it for you in a bit

!"

"Who wants your worthless money? We're going to rape you!"

"Wow! Haha!"

Was my mother about to be gang-raped in the street by four thugs again? I wanted to run away, but how could I, a junior high student, possibly

be a match for these men? If I called the police, the

news of my mother being pinned down by these thugs, completely naked, would spread throughout the county in a few days.

By then, one of the slightly older thugs had taken off his cotton trousers, while the other three men

held my mother firmly to the ground. My mother was panting heavily, her large breasts heaving, and

goosebumps had formed on her vulva from the cold.

My mother's legs were spread apart by the thug who had pulled down his pants. Her two snow-white thighs suddenly twisted restlessly—

my mother was making a last-ditch struggle, a futile one.

The thug spat on his erect penis, then aimed it at my mother's vagina and slowly inserted

it . His strong thighs pressed against my mother's tender white body. My mother was about to cry out when one of the thugs

covered her mouth with his hand. My poor mother had finally been raped by another man.

The man increased the speed of his thrusting. The long-lost feeling of being enveloped in her vagina overwhelmed this lowly man's

senses. He gripped my mother's waist tightly, enjoying the body of a mature woman who had offered herself up.

Because there had been no foreplay, my mother's vagina was immediately penetrated by a penis. The pain made her see stars, but she couldn't scream

because a man's earthy hand covered her mouth. Her breasts

swayed with the thrusts of the man beneath her, her cleavage between the two dough-like mounds of flesh. At that moment,

both of her breasts were simultaneously grasped by the men's hands, who roughly kneaded my mother's breasts, ignoring

the woman's painful moans.

The thug thrusting into my mother was soon covered in sweat. He had dropped out of elementary school and spent his days wandering around with a group of

scoundrels , usually spending small amounts of money to satisfy his desires with shampoo girls. But today,

a respectable woman was struggling beneath him.

My mother, a college graduate, was the apple of her grandparents' eye since childhood, considering herself

an elite . Now, she was being raped by such a lowly scoundrel. This scoundrel had never been with such a beautiful

woman in his life. Looking at her brown areolas and the black nipples, and feeling her struggling

waist, he suddenly felt an itch on the tip of his penis. His scrotum instantly began to throb, and a stream of white semen

shot out from the tip of his penis, into the uterus of this respectable woman.

He reluctantly withdrew his limp penis, poked around inside my mother's vagina with his hand, and then tasted it.

The other three scoundrels quickly pounced on her one after another. Although my mother had been played with by the fingers of more than ten migrant workers before

, those were just fingers, much thinner than the thick, dark penises of men.

My mother's genitals had never been penetrated by so many

penises and quickly became red and swollen. My mother's plump labia were flipped open as the penis thrust in and out of her vagina.

She rolled her eyes back in pain.

These thugs showed no mercy, forcefully thrusting into her. Her mouth was no longer

gagged; instead, a man's penis was inserted. She tasted the stench of urine in her mouth, her stomach

churned , and she tried to vomit, but the man held her down firmly.

Later, she was flipped over and forced to kneel on the ground to be gang-raped. She was always

penetrated by two penises simultaneously—one into her upturned buttocks, and the other into her cherry-like mouth.

Thus, four thugs, who hadn't touched a woman's body in a long time, wantonly rode on my mother,

leaving their foul-smelling semen in her mouth and stomach.

After venting their lust on her, the four men threw her naked aside and pulled up their pants.

They then shoved the beer bottles they had been holding back into her vagina.

"It's in! It's in!" one man shouted excitedly. "Push it in further, push harder!" Another

man clapped his hands, showing no regard for the woman's delicate genitals, only seeing it as a

fleshy hole that could hold anything.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Stop! It hurts. Please, stop! Waaah!" My mother was

held down by several men, forced to twist her round, white buttocks, trying to squeeze the bottle out of her vagina.

The green beer bottle slowly entered my mother's vagina, the remaining beer mixed with

the men's saliva flowing deep into her vagina...

After a while, the thugs lost interest and, fearing the police would come, got up, dusted themselves off, and

kicked my mother, who was sprawled on the ground.

"You filthy bitch, we're leaving. That bottle is yours. Take it out whenever you want someone to fuck you, haha."

My mother was now lying on the ground, a green bottle between her legs, stretching her vaginal opening to

the size of a tennis ball, the pain causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

A little while later, my mother slowly sat up and pulled the bottle out of her lower body. Afraid that my mother would find out I

had seen her being gang-raped, I quietly ran home, turned off the lights, and hid under the covers.

After a while, my mother, who had been hiding, finally entered the building. Listening to the sounds in the hallway, I slowly

closed my eyes…

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