Poor Mother, Part 3

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Author: Hungry Jack
Word Count: 3700
(I)
That night, my younger cousin and I played the field, repeatedly fucking every single hole on my mother's body
. Besides the normal "threesome," my younger cousin had somehow learned a few new positions, all of which he used on
my mother's plump body.
My mother was naturally submissive, and since it was her own cousin who was playing with her, she could only
grit her teeth and cooperate. Under my younger cousin's direction, my mother constantly struck various incredibly shameful poses and positions
for him to enjoy...
Moreover, my younger cousin had a strange fetish: no matter what position he was in, every time he fucked her, he would
stop, then lift my mother's two beautiful legs onto his shoulders, raising her plump buttocks completely, so that my mother's
vaginal opening was at eye level with him.
Next, my younger cousin would part the dark pubic hair on my mother's vulva and use his fingers to spread her
labia majora and minora... At this point, my mother would often blush with embarrassment and cover her face with her hands, displaying her mature genitals
to a middle school boy, which truly made her feel ashamed.
"Ah, Auntie, you smell so bad down there!"
My silly younger cousin even put his nose close to her vulva and smelled it. My mother was, after all, a mature woman in her forties,
and her vulva was often penetrated by different penises, so it was natural that her vulva would have a slightly lewd smell.
Hearing her nephew say this, my mother became even more embarrassed, while my younger cousin and I were overjoyed...
The next day, my uncle went to the city early in the morning to pick up work. He knew that my mother and I had already broken ties with him,
so he didn't knock on the door to ask me to go to work with him.
"Now that you're not working, and you won't let Mom go to the shop, we can't just sit at home and
eat our meager savings, can we?"
My mother said anxiously as she brought me breakfast.
"Mom, don't worry, there's always a way out. If you want to leave, we'll pack our things and go back to our hometown right away!"
Hearing my words, my mother lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, then went back to her room without saying anything. I understood my mother
's concerns. Although she didn't say anything, she wanted to leave this place as soon as possible more than anyone else. However, life
is extremely cruel. My mother and I, an orphan and a widow, were like a lone leaf on the sea, our future uncertain
. No one knew what would happen, and no one dared to guess.
To live a truly peaceful life, we had to leave my uncle's house and return to our hometown in the north to start over… For
this, my mother had to make a firm decision!
(At the end of Chapter Two, the son "Ah Hao" finally reached his breaking point, because this place had become just
like their old home in the north, full of lecherous men who preyed on his mother. None of them genuinely cared for him and his mother, only taking advantage of her
. Therefore, Ah Hao decided to move again, leaving this place and taking his mother
away. For those readers who have forgotten the plot, please briefly recall...)
...
Three days later, Old Zhao's steamed bun shop finally officially opened. During this time, my mother was unusually free. Firstly,
she didn't have to sell meat at the convenience store, and secondly, Old Zhao was busy preparing for the opening of the steamed bun shop and had no time to care for my mother. His
three fierce-looking sons also didn't bother my mother.
As a result, my mother naively thought that Old Zhao's family, because they had to take care of their business, might
let her go, and even if they still wanted to take advantage of her, it would only be occasional, not as frequent as before
.
My mother even wanted me to go and make up with my cousin, apologize to him, and beg for his forgiveness, saying that I was young and didn't know any better
, and that I only acted impulsively that night… My mother also said that once my cousin calmed down, my son and I could continue
living there, and she wouldn't have to go back to the convenience store as a “sex worker.” She could simply find a simple
job and contribute some of the rent to my cousin's family each month.
…
So, the old saying is true: women with big breasts are often simple-minded.
And women like my mother, who wear 36D bras, are even more foolish!
The steamed bun shop was booming on its second day of operation. By evening, all the steamers
were empty. Old Zhao, seeing this, was beaming with joy. To celebrate the success, he
closed early and called his three sons to come home for drinks that evening…
Late at night, all was quiet, with few pedestrians on the street, and a few dilapidated streetlights flickering.
But at this very moment, in Old Zhao's cramped home, a completely different scene unfolded: at one end of the living room,
a mess of leftover food, empty bottles scattered haphazardly, and burnt cigarette butts littered the floor;
at the other end, my poor mother was being held in mid-air, sandwiched
between Old Zhao's two sons like a sandwich, her vagina and anus simultaneously filled with penises.
My mother's legs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, were wrapped around the man's waist, allowing his penis to penetrate
deeper into her vagina, while her hands were also busy, simultaneously masturbating Old Zhao and his other son.
"Dad, you've been too busy these past few days and haven't called us home, I've been so pent up! Today I'm going to fuck
this bitch properly!"
The one speaking was none other than the second son of the Zhao family, who was fiercely fucking my mother's vagina below.
"You son of a bitch! Even when your father is busy, you never lend a hand! Now that you've got a woman to fuck, you run away
faster than a rabbit!"
Old Zhao, who had been enjoying my mother's caresses with his squinted eyes, couldn't
help but open his eyes and scold his son harshly when he heard such outrageous words.
"Yes, second brother, you're being disrespectful! Hurry up and apologize to our father!"
"Okay, okay, I'll apologize! Come, father, let your son drink some milk to nourish your body!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the second son of the Zhao family grabbed my mother's large nipple with his fingers and pulled it outwards, as if he really
wanted to shove it into his father's mouth.
The intense pain made my mother's back teeth chatter, and her entire upper body leaned forward in agony
. Her beautiful feet, encased in flesh-colored stockings, also tensed up instantly.
"If you want to suffer less physical pain, then cooperate with us properly,"
the eldest Zhao family member said grimly.
My mother seemed to understand something. To avoid the men's perverse sexual abuse and to shorten the duration of intercourse, she
had no choice but to submit, vigorously wriggling her large buttocks and feigning excited, loud moans. Seeing my mother's
wanton appearance, the two Zhao brothers were greatly encouraged. Their penises became even more violent and fiery,
like two large eels in scalding water, burrowing in and out of my mother's tender vagina and rectum.
As the men's thrusting speed increased, thick white fluid gradually seeped from between my mother's legs,
dripping onto the floor. Seeing this, the second son of the Zhao family, while still penetrating
my mother's vagina, actually reached out and grabbed a handful from her vulva. Then, mischievously, he put his finger, covered in thick fluid, to my
mother's mouth, forcing her to suck and lick it…
“Brother Hao, I have to go back and do my homework. You can stay here and watch.”
My little cousin, who had always been by my side, and who had always peeked from the rooftop across the street with me whenever my mother was gang-raped at the Zhao family's house
, now had to go home first. There was no way around it; my little cousin not only “loved” his aunt, but also loved
studying.
“Okay, go ahead. Be careful on the way, don’t let your dad find out!”
I said. “Your aunt probably won’t be back for a while tonight…”
Back in the Zhao family’s living room, the two brothers who had just been penetrating my mother’s anus and vagina had already ejaculated
and were sitting on the sofa smoking and resting. As for my mother, who was just a human toy, she naturally didn’t get any rest
.
My mother was kneeling on the ground, her hands bound with leather straps and raised above her head. Her mouth was filled with Old Zhao
's penis, her head swaying rhythmically back and forth like a hen pecking at rice. While diligently giving
Old Zhao oral sex, she alternately stroked his scrotum with her left and right hands, clear saliva dripping down his ugly
penis.
Although Old Zhao was old, his penis was still quite erect, and his lust was extremely strong, no less than that of the
young men who had played with my mother.
He grabbed my mother's hair, like a horse's rein, roughly pulling her head back and
forth; each thrust of his penis reached the deepest part of my mother's throat, choking her until her face turned red,
and she occasionally let out muffled coughs.
Under my mother's skillful oral service, it wasn't long before Old Zhao obediently ejaculated. Old Zhao, still not satisfied after ejaculating
, made my mother continue kneeling and licking his penis until
all the remaining semen and vaginal fluid on his glans was gone.
The next morning, after tormenting my mother all night, those bastards from the Zhao family finally let her go home. As soon as she entered
the house, my mother rushed into the bathroom to prepare to take a bath, and I followed her in.
Looking at my mother's naked body, covered in bruises and with some parts still glistening with semen
, I couldn't help but shake my head.
"Ah Hao, go get Mom a pair of chopsticks..."
my mother said wearily as she washed her inner thighs.
I didn't understand why she needed chopsticks, but I still went to the kitchen to get them. My mother took the chopsticks, bent over with difficulty,
and spread her legs as wide as possible, then inserted the chopsticks into her vagina, the movement like picking food out of a pot,
using the chopsticks to pick something up inside her vagina. A few minutes later, after my mother's tireless efforts, she actually managed
to "pinch" half a carrot out of her genitals!
The whole process happened right in front of me; she must have been exhausted and completely forgot about modesty
…
After her shower, I wanted to buy some meat buns for her to replenish her energy, but she didn't want to eat anything and
went straight to bed. But then again, she had just been filled with the semen of four men all night, and perhaps
even urine; her stomach was probably still full!
I lay down on the bed with her, and while she was still awake, I reached out and
touched her breasts, even rubbing her nipples with my fingers.
Unexpectedly, she pushed my hand away, saying painfully, "It hurts, it hurts! Stop!"
I was a little surprised because my mother was always very submissive, always letting me
do whatever I wanted with her body… So, I pretended to be stern and questioned her.
My mother knew I had misunderstood her, and unable to dissuade me any longer, she stammered out the story: Late last night,
the men, for their own amusement, deliberately made fun of my mother. Old Zhao somehow got hold of some thin fishing line.
Then they wrapped it around my mother's nipples several times, binding her dark brown
nipples tightly, making her already full nipples stand erect again. Next, Old Zhao
's sons hung a fist-sized gold lock on the other end of the fishing line.
And that wasn't all; the men took turns holding the fishing line, dragging my mother along by her plump nipples. My mother
crawled slowly and laboriously, her body drenched in cold sweat. Soon, she was breathless with pain…
After hearing my mother's tragic story, I was furious, but this was also another
lesson for her, to completely dispel her previous naive ideas.
But reality must be faced. Although there's always a reason why my mother is pitiful,
can't we at least avoid her if we can't afford to offend her?!
Finally, my mother couldn't take it anymore: "Fine, son, I've seen through it all... Don't be angry,
how about we go back to our hometown?"

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