Smoking the slutty mother's erotic drug

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My mom is a middle school teacher, and her students all adore her. It's not that my mom's parenting style is particularly good—indeed, it is—but the main reason is that my mom is a stunning beauty.
At school, she often wears black stockings, which makes the teenage students drool. Plus, she has large breasts, and her clothes are usually tight, highlighting her figure and emphasizing her bust line. Large breasts, long legs, and a beautiful face—she has everything a beautiful woman should have. What more could you ask for?
And beneath her beautiful face lies a captivating charm; every move she makes draws attention. When she leans against a student, carefully instructing them, she reveals an alluring cleavage. Her smile can easily melt your heart.
Naturally, there are bound to be bad students, or rather, teenagers with a strong curiosity about sex. They verbally harass my mom in class, sometimes secretly patting her buttocks, and of course, peeking at her underwear and chest. Rumors circulated that my mother had been raped by a classmate, but no one could verify the truth.
As for me, I was also captivated by her. As a child, I only thought she was a good mother, but after hearing my friends' opinions of her, I had to re-evaluate her using the same standards I use to judge women. I think she genuinely enjoyed teaching, but at the same time, she also genuinely enjoyed being watched and harassed.
Otherwise, why would she insist on wearing clothes instead of other things? This was also the reason for my parents' divorce; my father couldn't stand how provocative my mother was. Facing this provocative mother, how could I not masturbate using her stockings and underwear? Especially after my parents' divorce, I could masturbate without worry whenever my mother wasn't home.
Knowing the shame my mother felt deep down, wanting to be noticed, I fantasized about how exciting it would be to see her shameful side. Was the rumor true? Was my mother really raped? When I masturbated, I would hear the image of my mother, fully clothed, being touched on the train.
Later I found out that Dad complained Mom wanted too much, almost every night, and sometimes several times a day on holidays.
This summer, Mom and I drove three hours from home to the beach. When we got there, everyone was envious that I was going to the beach with such a beautiful woman, but many didn't know that she wasn't my girlfriend, but my mom. Mom looked just as good as any of the young girls there in her bikini.
I really wished for a chance encounter, like in the movies, where the water would wash away Mom's swimsuit, embarrassing her in public. But no matter how many times I tried to loosen her bikini, she always managed to escape. I managed to make her laugh, but the mission failed.
Because of the driving time, we didn't dare go home too late. After a big meal at a restaurant, we drove home.
On the way, there was a traffic jam on the mountain road from the beach, making us about thirty minutes later than we arrived.
That was okay; we weren't going out to eat with anyone, so going home a little later was fine. Unlike the journey from home to the beach, Mom was quiet on the way home, looking distressed and sweating profusely. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't answer, just driving anxiously, clearly in a bad mood.
Finally, the traffic jam cleared, but the mountain road was winding, and even without the traffic jam, it wasn't easy to drive fast. I was really worried about Mom, so I asked her what was wrong.
"I really need to pee," Mom said, a little shyly.
I tactlessly played with her stomach, saying, "Don't worry, I'll let you pee." "No, you don't want to? It's all your fault for being afraid and taking the wrong route!" Mom said. "Don't worry, why would I need to pee?"
Before I could even finish my sentence, I saw urine flowing down Mom's shorts.
"Oh no, I can't take it anymore!" Luckily, it wasn't a highway, and there weren't many people on the mountain road, so we could barely stop.
After parking, Mom awkwardly went to relieve herself in the bushes. She hadn't been able to hold her pee the whole way; the urine was everywhere, from the car to the bushes where she was. I could see her urinating from the car. The smell of my mother's urine, and the way she couldn't hold it in. To be honest, I've never seen my mother urinate in public before, but I've never seen her humiliated like this, urinating in the suburbs and forced to let me see it. Seeing this aroused my penis.
And not only that, my mother screamed halfway through urinating. I wondered if something was wrong, so I got out of the car to check.
I saw a snake had bitten my mother there. It was really terrible. My mother was on the ground, panicked. Instinctively, I grabbed a stone and threw it at the snake, which then moved away.
The snake bite was right next to my mother's vulva, and she hadn't finished urinating. "That snake might be poisonous. I'll help my mother detoxify," I said without hesitation, sucking the blood from her wound while also thirsting for her warm urine.
"No! Damn it! It's dirty!" I don't know if she really meant it or if she just wanted to see through me, but my mother seemed to want to resist. However, her legs were weak from the bite, and her resistance only made things more exciting.
I was vomiting blood and urine from my mother, while secretly playing with her vulva with my tongue. I could already taste her juices, and my mother could only close her eyes and enjoy my caresses.
"I can't take it anymore, it's so hot down there, it's so uncomfortable," my mother said in pain, her legs weak, and her frail body looked incredibly sexy.
I lifted my mother to the back seat, thankfully it was spacious enough for us to stay in.
Actually, after getting into the car, my mother was already delirious, seemingly barely not unconscious. I should have called the police immediately, but at that moment I thought of something else. I was still reliving my mother's shameful appearance earlier. And now, so weak, she probably didn't even know what had happened.
My mother had taken off all her clothes because of what had just happened; I would get her underwear and denim shorts later. She was wearing a tight-fitting tank top, which I slowly took off. Sure enough, she didn't say anything; she must have been confused.
She was wearing a gray sports bra that covered her full breasts. Although they were a little saggy, they were still incredibly arousing. I didn't know how to unhook the bra, and I figured it would be more fun to have sex with my mom while she was wearing one. I just pushed the bra up, exposing her huge breasts. It was the first time I'd seen my mom's breasts up close. They were so beautiful, so lovely, and the mounds weren't too big.
I took them and started to knead them, and I heard my mom moan, but it sounded like she was enjoying it. My mom's breasts were so soft, the fat felt wonderful. Every time I touched her nipples, I could hear her moan. I sucked on her nipple, tasting its sweetness, and at the same time, I felt my mom's vagina getting wet. I used my other hand to play with her penis, making my mom even more excited. I kissed her, which probably made her breathless, and she started to regain her senses.
But it was too late; my animalistic instincts were already out of control.
"Son, what are you doing? You? Stop!" To prevent my mother from fully regaining her strength, I decided to quickly have sex with her.
"You said you were horny down there, and asked me to help you, to help your old mom." I deeply inserted my penis into my mother's vagina, and she became fully awake.
"Oh, how can you? I'm your mom!" As she spoke, she was clearly weak from my penetration, and her moans were very seductive.
"Don't pretend, you're still a slut. The clothes you wear outside are so sexy, and you dress so sexy at home too. You obviously want it."
"?" My mother didn't say anything.
I played with my mother's nipples and said, "Look at your big breasts, they're tempting people to commit crimes. Have you ever been played with?" "Once, your uncle drank too much, and... he played with my breasts, and I got wet, but he actually fell asleep on my chest."
I deliberately teased her. "Ha, you're really shameless. Even your own brother can't stand his big-breasted sister, can he?" "Tell me, someone said you were raped by your classmates, is it true?" I wanted to know for sure. "Oh? The ones who raped me were those old men. They raped me in the teachers' room, raped me and a female student together."
So it was true. My slutty mother really had been raped. I got even more excited when I heard that, and I fucked her harder, making her feel even better.
"So you're such a slutty mother. I'm really ashamed. Do you know what your classmates think of you? They all use you to masturbate. Everyone wants to ride you."
"You shameless people! I... I'm about to come!" Mom couldn't take this stimulation, and I was about to come too. "Watch me fill you up with my semen." I was determined to shoot everything inside her. "No? No!" She said no, but closed her eyes and enjoyed my warm semen shooting into her uterus. At this moment, just like when she urinated in front of her son, after being ejaculated inside her, the mother's dignity was destroyed.
I picked up Mom's clothes, and Mom drove home. Back home, of course, we all splashed around in the water and had some passionate sex. But Mom said her wound was still painful, so we all went to see a doctor the next day.
The doctor said that the snake that bit Mom yesterday was one of the most venomous, and there's still no antidote. He even asked us how we managed to get rid of the venom. We both knew better than to tell anyone that we had sex.
[The End]

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