[My Mother Supported My Schooling] (Part 2 - Complete)

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On the first day of school, the new environment, new knowledge, new classmates, and everything else overwhelmed me.
Even after school, I was still excited about integrating into this new life.
My mother had already returned early and was busy in the kitchen. She had prepared a sumptuous dinner, and the small room
was filled with the aroma of the dishes and a warm, happy atmosphere. I asked my mother what she was doing, making so much delicious food.
My mother smiled and said, "My eldest son has become a high school student, so I have to celebrate!" During dinner, I
kept telling my mother about what happened at school. My mother listened with a smile and a happy expression, asking me
how my teachers and classmates were doing. She seemed to find everything new and exciting, just like me. And what happened yesterday when I went to withdraw money
seemed so distant. I remembered that after withdrawing my tuition fees from the bank yesterday afternoon, my bank
card was still in my bag. I hadn't given it to my mother, so I took it out and handed it to her, saying, "Yesterday when I left,
I saw that the customer hadn't left yet, so I didn't call you... I didn't drink alcohol; Mom only bought me a drink." But at this
moment, a blush appeared on Mom's face. Perhaps to hide this momentary embarrassment, Mom also got up and took out
her backpack. She took out a thin wad of cash and handed it back to me along with the bank card: "Longlong,
you can keep the card. Sometimes when Mom isn't home, you can buy yourself some food;
school fees are also frequently required, so you can withdraw the money yourself." I took it, feeling my mother's deep love.
I stammered, "Mom, you work hard to earn money; I definitely won't spend it recklessly." Mom seemed to realize something, and
her face flushed again. I picked up my glass, which contained sweet juice: "Mom, you've sacrificed so much for me; I
will definitely not let you down. I will study hard and repay you a thousandfold in the future." My mother's face was flushed, and
tears welled in her eyes: "Silly child, my precious Long'er, as long as you succeed in the future, I 'll do anything
willingly. What more could I ask for?" Her voice was soft: "Son, as long as you know that
I earn money for you, for our family, and understand me, I'll be content." I
nodded vigorously, gently stroking my mother's shoulder. I felt closer to her, and I wanted to
hug her tightly.
Later, as we ate, I put food in her bowl, and she put some in mine, but she
only put it near my mouth.
After dinner, I started doing my homework and reviewing my lessons, while my mother quietly cleaned the kitchen. Time passed by unnoticed
. When I finished my homework, Mom was still awake. She had already made my bed and, seeing I was still full of energy,
moved a stool and sat beside it. Mom skillfully massaged the acupoints on my head, saying it was good for brain health and
relieving fatigue. I used to drift off to sleep with her gentle massage like this, but this time
, it felt like yesterday. Just like Aunt Yan Yan said, Mom was massaging the wrong places.
What Aunt Yan Yan said later, and what happened afterward, greatly changed my mind. With Mom sitting by my bed,
I could no longer sleep peacefully. Mom was wearing pajamas, her breasts faintly visible. I placed one hand
on her thigh, and through the thin pajama bottoms, I could feel her soft, warm thighs. Mom, seemingly
unconcerned, continued to gently stroke my forehead, her two fair, rounded
arms peeking out from the loose sleeves of her pajamas. I wanted to say something to Mom, so I softly called out: "Mom." My mother lowered her hands, looking at me questioningly.
A little embarrassed, I asked, "Mom, when you're giving a massage, you're dressed so revealingly. Won't the customer
molest you?" My mother gasped, seemingly sensing the teasing tone in my question: "Mom, are you dressed revealingly?" She
smiled and countered, adding before I could answer, "Mom's so old, who would want to molest her?" My hand
stroked my mother's legs, saying, "Mom isn't old at all. That customer yesterday didn't seem very old either. Didn't
he specifically ask you to massage him?" Hearing me mention yesterday's incident, my mother no longer seemed indifferent;
a faint blush returned to her face. She pointed to the wad of cash she had just handed me and whispered, "
That man was quite generous; he gave a lot of money." I smiled, looking at my mother, and said, "That's because you gave him a good massage." I
remembered Aunt Yan Yan's words: customers only give more money when they feel comfortable. My hands were kneading my mother's legs, and I had already
reached the inside of her thighs. I could even feel the warm, moist air between her legs. I felt my
voice change: "Mom, how do you massage a customer? Tell me, Mom, please tell me!" My mother
's legs clamped my hands tightly between them, her head resting weakly against my chest, murmuring
: "Longlong, Longlong..." I grabbed my mother's hand, feeling an unbearable throbbing in my lower body. Yan Yan's words echoed in my ears again
: "Whatever you want, your mother will agree to it." I placed my mother's hand on my penis,
letting her hold it in her hand. The instant of contact felt like an electric shock, and I seemed to hear
my mother let out a soft moan. My other hand forcefully broke free from the grip of my mother's thighs and reached for her inner thigh.
Although there was fabric in the way, I immediately felt the fertility and heat of my mother's area.
Perhaps Mom had already realized this would happen, or perhaps she really was as Aunt Yan Yan said
. Although she removed my hand from her vulva, she no longer stopped me from reaching into her bosom and touching her breasts
, while her hand remained on my genitals. Mom didn't look up; she kept her head resting on my chest, her
thick hair spread over me. I didn't know if she was looking at her son's erect
penis or shyly closing her eyes.
I reached my hand into Mom's collar and grabbed her soft, plump breasts. Mom seemed to be talking to herself,
saying, "It's that little slut Yan Yan's fault for corrupting my Longlong." I stroked Mom's black hair, smiled, and said, "
It's not Aunt Yan Yan's fault. Actually, I always think about you when I'm at home." Mom chuckled softly: "The last
time you came to the shop, that little slut Yan Yan complimented you on how handsome you were, saying she wanted to do 'that' with you. Yesterday I was
worried about you and her... Later, I pinched her several times, but she just kept saying no, she said she wouldn't dare without my
permission." Mom leaned against me, laughing. I said: "Yes, Aunt Yan Yan is very nice, she only..."
She used her hand to stroke me, saying it made me feel better. My mother propped her chin up, not looking at me, and said, "Mom
wants to make you feel better, to make you comfortable." She held my penis in one hand, and with the other
, she lifted my tank top. Her eyes lowered, she moved closer to my chest, her tongue circling and licking my nipples. Her
tongue was sometimes hard, sometimes soft; when hard, it made my erect nipples feel like they were being electrocuted;
when soft, it seemed to melt them. I was overwhelmed by this unusual stimulation. My hands
groped haphazardly over my mother's body, my penis throbbing in her hands, almost
too much for her to hold. I cried out to her, "Mom, I want to fuck you, I want to fuck your pussy!" My mother looked up, her thick
hair disheveled, obscuring her face. Her voice, emanating from her black hair, sounded distant: "Longlong, do you want to fuck Mom
?" "Yes," I answered loudly. "Fuck me, fuck Mommy, Mommy's willing to let Longlong fuck me." Mommy responded to me repeatedly
.
The summer wind blew across the fields, and the cornfields rustled. Tomorrow I'll be taking the bus to the city.
Today is the last time I'll go to the fields to help my father with farm work. Summer days are long, so I'll work as much as possible before the sun sets.
Xiaofeng prepared meals at home and delivered them to my father and me at the edge of the fields. It
's only been a year and a half since I first touched my little sister's breasts, but she's grown tall and beautiful like a suddenly sprouting seedling, with long legs and full breasts
. It's harder for me to touch her now. She's as nimble as a deer, and it's hard for me to catch her. Occasionally,
when I manage to touch her, she punches me hard with her fists, still saying that vicious phrase: "Shameless bastard."
I was eating in the shade, my younger sister watching me. After I finished eating, she cleared the dishes. Her slender figure
captivated me, and I reached out to hug her. She didn't flinch. I tried to put my hands inside her bosom, but she slapped my hand away. I
pleaded, "My dear Feng'er, I'm leaving tomorrow. Let me touch you one last time. I'll think of you constantly even when I'm in the city." She
softened and let me place my hands on her firm, round breasts and caress them. I held her hand, wanting her to touch my
penis, but she gently slapped me, refusing to grasp it. She pressed my hand down outside her clothes, saying, "You shameless,
naughty brother! Once you're in the city, will you touch other people like this and forget about me?" I hugged her tightly and said, "How
could I forget you, little sister? As soon as you graduate from middle school, I'll beg Mom and Dad to let you go to the city to study too. We'll be together every day.
I'll definitely get into university and earn lots of money for Mom and Dad, more than we can ever spend." My younger sister clung tightly to me, letting
me touch her breasts, then reaching down to her crotch to touch her vulva, which was already wet. My penis rubbed
restlessly against her body. She pulled away, taking two steps back. I stared at her blankly. She turned and walked
a few steps, then turned back and waved to me: "Come on, brother." Confused, I followed behind her. The setting sun slanted
across her body, the field ridges uneven, yet she walked with a light step. My father was working in the field on the other side;
I could see his figure in the distance. I was feeling uneasy when my sister whispered from ahead:
"Brother." Then she disappeared into the dense cornfield beside her. I hurriedly followed. The cornfield was impenetrable, the leaves rustling
. I pressed forward with my head down, only to find my sister standing in an open space. There were seven or eight
corn stalks lying flat, forming a small clearing. Without thinking, I rushed forward and hugged my sister, kissing
and touching her passionately. Feng'er responded passionately, tilting her face up to kiss me, which made her body weak.
When we both collapsed to the ground, I noticed an old blue cloth shirt spread among the tangled corn leaves. My sister
had unbuckled her belt on that shirt. I put my arm around her waist, her two bare legs stretched out straight, her head resting weakly
against my chest, her murmurs barely audible, like the buzzing of mosquitoes in summer: "Brother, brother, do you want to fuck your sister
?" I hurriedly pulled down my pants, replying: "Yes, I want it so badly." Xiao Feng lay down
: "Come on, Longlong, dear brother, I'll give myself to you, you can fuck my pussy."
The small rented room my mother and I lived in had no air conditioning, only a humming electric fan that swung back and forth,
blowing away the stuffiness. Memories, like the wind from that fan, swept across my mother and my naked bodies,
then swept away again. My mother softly asked me: "Good son, are you tired?" I gently shook my head, resting on my mother's arm
: "Not tired." The bed was narrow, and my mother and I hugged tightly. My mother's voluptuous body gave me a
feeling of returning to the womb. The intense intercourse we had just had had left our bodies drenched in sweat. Now, our
thighs were intertwined, and my penis was still tightly inserted into my mother's pussy. Seeing that I hadn't moved for a while, Mom
lowered her head and kissed me. She stuck out her tongue and licked my cheek and earlobe, but instead of licking
my ear canal like Aunt Yan Yan did, she gently moaned softly in my ear. My head was buried between Mom's breasts, and
my voice was muffled: "Mom, I thought about home, I wonder what Dad and my sister are doing... They
would never imagine that you and I are like this..." I seemed to be talking to myself, but also seeking comfort from Mom
: "If they knew that you and I were like this, would they be very angry?" Mom hugged me tightly, and our bodies
intertwined even more closely. She murmured: "My dear Longlong, my silly boy, no one will blame you!" After a pause
, Mom continued in my ear: "Longlong, you don't know, Mom's pussy gets
fucked by strangers almost every day. Mom lets them fuck me to earn money for Longlong. You're Mom's closest person. Mom
lets them fuck me, so if my own son wanted to fuck me, how could Mom not let him?" Mom's rambling made my thoughts
churn. I seemed to be back in that dense cornfield, so reluctant to leave my sister's body.
I was tasting pleasure for the first time, but tomorrow I would be leaving. I wanted to imprint this memory deep in my mind;
I even thought about staying a few more days. My sister quietly put her pants back on, showing a maturity that came with experience, a
tranquility incongruous with her age: "Brother, your future is far ahead. Don't always worry about home. When you get to the city,
there will be beautiful city girls who like you." I smiled weakly. The sun was already low in the sky, and the cornfield looked
dark and gloomy. My sister and I walked out, and I followed behind her, muttering resentfully, "City girls would never like
a country bumpkin like me." Only after emerging from the cornfield could we see the red sunset hanging on the horizon.
My sister straightened up, and I tried to hug her again, but she pushed me away: "Don't let anyone see." She looked around, and I remembered
that my father was nearby, but he was no longer there. My sister turned back and stared at me intently: "
Brother, there will definitely be other women with you." She showed that maturity that pierced my memory: "At least, there's
Mom." I shuddered. From Xiaofeng's tone, I understood what my sister meant. I knew that
the sounds of my parents having sex that winter night of the New Year had left an equally deep impression on my sister and me. However,
what I didn't know at the time was that I heard my mother's sounds, while the girl heard my father's heavy breathing.
I couldn't believe the meaning behind my sister's words. I said jokingly, "How could Mom be like other women?" My sister
pointed a long, thin finger at my chest and said, "You don't understand anything."
The pleasure of memories and the sensations of my body alternated, stimulating me. After what my mother had said, I vaguely understood
what my sister had said. I said to my mother, "Mom, Feng'er seems to have guessed." My mother wasn't too surprised when I mentioned my sister,
but simply asked, "Guessed what?" I kneaded my mother's large breasts; her breasts were white, but her nipples
were purplish-black, standing erect like grapes. I said, "She guessed we would do this." As I spoke, I
thrust my penis into my mother's vagina. My mother's moans made me seem to hear the sounds she and my father had made back then.
She guessed I would have sex with you.
My mother's moans excited me, and I became so rapid that my mother's words were broken: "Mmm
...mmm...oh...son...Longlong, you...you don't understand, Feng'er and Mom...and Mom are willing
...willing to do everything for you, to do everything for this family." Both Mom and my younger sister said so, so my movements slowed
down. Mom was full of energy; she got up, straddled me, and squatted down. The moonlight shone through the window screen, making
Mom's body look white and bright, while there was a dark patch between her legs. When she sat down, I could feel that it was wet
and slippery. Mom sighed and sat my penis all the way down into her body. She moved and swayed. I reached out to
touch her body; her breasts were shaking so badly that I couldn't even grasp them. Mom leaned down, and we
were panting together, our faces close together. Mom said that my younger sister would also come to the city and let me fuck her. Mom whispered
in my ear, her voice trembling. Her two soft mounds were pressed flat against my chest, but
I could still feel that Mom's nipples were hard, and her heart was pounding. Mom talked for a long time,
and I learned that my parents planned to send my younger sister to the city to work and earn money in a couple of years. Mom said, "As long as we
support you through school and you become successful, that's enough. Xiaofeng is young, so it's easy for her to make money." I fell silent. Mom
supported herself with her elbows, her breasts drooping. She twisted and turned, her breasts brushing against my body,
a novel and stimulating sensation. Mom said, "When Feng'er grows up into a beautiful young woman, she can play like this with you too
." Mom's lewd voice made my heart race: "Longlong, baby, you'll fuck both Mom and your sister."
I hugged Mom's waist and thrust upwards. Mom moaned and asked me, "Longlong,
weren't you just wondering what Dad and your sister were doing at home?" Ah...ah? Mmm...mmm. Your father
must have told you about making your sister a prostitute later. Those two... oh... oh... son
... ah... they're just like us... us, mother and son, sleeping on the same bed. My mind was a blur of thoughts,
a jumble of images. My mother's words were a powerful stimulus. Mother is a prostitute, mother is a prostitute. I thought, and I
couldn't help but blurt it out: Mother is a prostitute, I'm fucking prostitutes, fucking whores. Mother responded eagerly: Yes,
yes, mother is a prostitute, mother is a whore. I called out: Liqun. Mother immediately responded: Liqun is a prostitute, Chen
Liqun is a stinking prostitute, a rotten prostitute. I desperately thrust my penis upwards beneath my mother, and she moaned and groaned
. With the slightest movement of her body, I could feel the fluid flowing out. My mother twisted her body, turning her back
and plump buttocks towards me. I sat up. My mother had a little bit of extra flesh around her waist, and when I hugged her, I could feel
her slightly protruding belly. I pressed my body against her back, my penis still inside her vagina throbbing
. I kneaded her breasts. My mother turned her head and smiled: "Oh, baby, does it feel good?" I kissed the back of her
neck: "Mom, Liqun, you bitch Liqun, I really want to keep playing like this forever, until dawn." My mother
chuckled softly: "As long as my son is willing, this bitch mom will let you play with me forever." She bent down again, towards
my legs. I felt my mother stroking my legs, I could feel her breasts pressing against
them, and then I felt her warm tongue licking my legs, my ankles, my soles. Without hesitation, her
tongue was soft and nimble, licking my toes and between them. I could feel the wetness of her saliva, the warmth of her lips and tongue.
She opened her mouth and took my toes in, licking and sucking them as I did her nipples. As she did so,
I held her tightly, and my penis, deeply inside her, could no longer hold back, erupting in a torrent of fluid
.
(The End
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