Poor and pitiful mother

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(I)

When Chen Shuzhen was thirty-six, she could no longer bear the heavy burden of life brought by her three daughters and one son. She remarried through a marriage arrangement with Lu Ting, a fifty-two-year-old widower in the village.
The story begins here. I, Jia Jinwa, Chen Shuzhen's youngest and only son, witnessed this ugly scene.
My mother was a famous beauty in the neighboring village when she was young. Later, she came to the Jia family in our village through a marriage exchange. When my father, Jia Ren, lifted my mother's red veil, he was captivated by her beauty and completely forgot that his sister had been exchanged for Chen Shuzhen's mentally challenged brother.
To this day, the rumors that have been passed down in the village, as well as the scandalous events of that wedding night, still circulate. Those who eavesdropped outside heard my mother cry out five times in the first half of the night. When they got up the next day, the two of them could barely walk.
This was probably also the reason why Jia Ren died young. After desperately giving birth to Jinwa, Jia Ren passed away two years later. That year, my mother was only twenty-eight years old.
My young mother, nurtured by Jia Ren's twelve years of diligent labor, became plump and beautiful. In the years following her widowhood, the village lechers constantly harassed her, but she always responded with stern rebukes and even physical beatings. Over time, the villagers respected her chastity, and the harassment gradually subsided.
My mother had to support me and my three older sisters on her own. Since we had no land, she could only make a living through needlework and raising silkworms.
The hardships of life made her increasingly thin. After eight years of enduring hardship, she was now going to remarry.
The thought of Lu Ting, whose hair was now completely white, being able to sleep with my mother's large breasts every night filled me with resentment.
The "marriage ceremony" was much simpler than the wedding. My mother wore a red flower tucked diagonally in her hair for good luck, and a few lanterns hung at the door—that was the ceremony.
Only Lu Ting's younger brother, Lu Ku, and my sisters and I attended their wedding. My sisters and I pouted, completely ignoring my mother's suffering. That Lu Ku, on the other hand, looked as young as Lu Ting's son, probably only in his early thirties. He called my mother "sister-in-law" so sweetly and kept stuffing candy into my and my sister's hands.
My sisters, including my seventeen-year-old eldest sister Jia Ping, were quickly won over by the rare treats. I, however, didn't buy into their act and stormed into my room.
Because my sister and I were shy, and our ancestral house was big enough, they moved into our house after their marriage. This was the only thing I was grateful for; I could continue to peek at my mother's room through the cracks in the wooden planks.
This had always been my secret. Ever since I was eight and discovered that I could see my mother's room through the cracks in the wooden planks, I refused to sleep with my sisters. This way, I could peek at my mother whenever I had a chance.
Therefore, I was quite familiar with my mother's fair body. Although she had lost weight in recent years, her large breasts and her pale, round buttocks hadn't shrunk at all; her breasts had just sagged slightly, and her nipples were a little darker.
The wedding ended in a subdued atmosphere. I heard my mother and Lu Ting seeing Lu Ku off outside, and the noise from my sisters quieted down.
The door next door opened, and my mother and Lu Ting came in.
The door closed, and both of them seemed a little lost.
"Go to sleep," my mother finally said.
They turned off the light and lay down on the bed.
My eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, probably the result of long-term practice.
"Little sister..." Lu Ting hesitated before hugging my mother from behind.
"Shh... Jinwa's room is next door," my mother whispered.
Lu Ting hesitated for a moment, then began to unbutton my mother's clothes. His movements were clumsy, and my mother gently pushed his hands away and began to unbutton her clothes herself.
My mother was finally naked from the waist up, and her large breasts were in Lu Ting's hands. Lu Ting's breathing gradually became rapid, and his hands trembled. My mother's large nipples appeared and disappeared between his fingers, which broke my heart. As if
by unspoken agreement, the two of them began to undress in silence. My mother, completely naked, was fair and voluptuous, with only her lush, inverted triangle of pubic hair standing out.
Lu Ting was clearly stunned by her beauty; he held his penis, trembling, and straddled her. My mother obediently spread her legs.
Then, a comical thing happened: Lu Ting let out a few short moans and collapsed to the side.
After a while, my mother used a towel to clean the stains from her genitals and silently put on her underwear.
In the darkness, I thought I heard them both sigh.
Later, when I grew up, I learned that Lu Ting suffered from premature ejaculation. At the time, I just felt that they were both unhappy, which made me feel a little better.
For the next few nights, I never saw Lu Ting hold my mother's large breasts again, so I drifted off to sleep sweetly, dreaming that my mother's breasts still belonged to me.
Lu Ting was a middle peasant; his family owned several acres of land, which was why my mother married him.
But because of this, Mom also had to work in the fields with the two brothers, Lu Ting and Lu Ku. At first, Mom wasn't used to the hoe, and several times I saw Lu Ku staring in disbelief at the way her hips writhed with effort. Mom's buttocks were full of tension, incredibly alluring.
Finally, one day, when Lu Ting went to town to buy seeds, Mom slept with Lu Ku during the day.
Having been widowed for nine years, Mom's desire was aroused by Lu Ting, but she had no way to release it. Lu Ku, on the other hand, was a thirty-year-old virgin; dry tinder met a raging fire, and it ignited instantly.
I peeked from behind a tree. In the field, Lu Ku pounced on Mom from behind and touched her buttocks. Mom seemed flustered, struggled a few times, and dropped the hoe. But when Lu Ku pressed his warm, hard penis against Mom's buttocks, she immediately went limp.
The two of them said something, looked around, and then packed up their things and walked home.
I took a shortcut and ran as fast as I could back to my room, my heart pounding. The scene I'd just witnessed left me dizzy and disoriented. Luku had his hands gripping my mother's tight, taut buttocks, and I'd clenched my fists, imagining myself touching her buttocks.
My mother and Luku returned quickly. She called my sister's and my names a few times, but no one answered. My sisters had all gone up the mountain to pick mulberry leaves. I remained silent.
My anxious mother didn't even check our room. She and Luku rushed into their own room and slammed the door shut.
As Luku began to undress my mother, she offered a token resistance, saying, "Brother Luku, it won't be good if your brother finds out."
Luku, however, didn't care. He silently reached inside her clothes, and when he grasped her soft, large breasts, she cried out as if electrocuted.
Unexpectedly, Luku burst into tears, sobbing, "Sister-in-law, please have pity on me. Thirty years have passed, and I still don't know what a woman is like. In the past, when I saw how beautiful you were, I thought that even if I died, I would be willing to sleep with you once."
The mother had a weakness: her maternal instincts were too strong. Luku's crying broke down her already fragile defenses. She unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her broad breasts, and pulled Luku into her arms.
Luku cried freely in his mother's embrace until they both fell onto the bed.
On the bed, the mother became completely dominant, guiding Luku step by step. But when Luku revealed his penis, the mother was still surprised; Luku's penis was enormous, at least twice the length and thickness of his brother Luting.
But at this moment, it just stood there blankly, waiting for the mother's guidance, and she felt it posed no threat whatsoever.
The mother lay on the bed, curled up her legs, and guided Luku's penis with her hand. After several awkward thrusts, finally, Luku found the right path. He plunged headfirst into the mother's already wet vagina.
As soon as their genitals met, they both exhaled a long breath. One had never been with a woman since birth, the other had been a widow for eight years; in this union, they finally found solace.
I, only ten years old, was witnessing this scene of a man and woman having sex in broad daylight for the first time, and the woman in it was my beloved mother. My mind was in turmoil; my little head could barely handle the immense shock.
Luku quickly ejaculated, lying on top of my mother and suckling her nipples. My mother gently stroked his short hair, which filled me with immense jealousy.
When Luku rode on top of my mother again, they truly experienced pleasure. Thinking no one else was in the room, my mother's moans rose from low to high. Her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted. I suddenly realized my mother seemed ten years younger; she was so alluring. A pang of heartache shot through me. My mother was brought to this state by someone else, not me.
As Luku thrust into my mother and collapsed on top of her again, I realized my lower body was already soaking wet.
That afternoon, I secretly took my shorts to the river and scrubbed them vigorously. When I brought them home to dry, my mother was also washing clothes at home. She looked at me suspiciously as I stood on the stool hanging my shorts to dry. I was afraid she would ask questions, but thankfully, she didn't.
After that incident, my mother and Lu Ku became completely uncontrollable. In their pursuit of pleasure, they lost all vigilance, and the sorghum fields, behind big trees, and on the mountains became their places for clandestine trysts.
I often managed to peek at them making love, giving me my first lesson in sexual physiology.
One day, after finishing the work in the fields, Lu Ting dragged his tired body home to take a nap. My mother made an excuse to go pick mulberry leaves and went out.
I secretly followed her, hiding behind the bushes, and saw them on a large rock in the mountains.
My mother, aroused, had lost her former composure. After Lu Ku flicked her nipples a few times through her clothes, she trembled all over, knelt at Lu Ku's feet, and began to suck his penis.
Watching Luku's hideous penis thrust in and out of my mother's mouth, my mind was engulfed in a dark wave.
My mother, naked like a white lamb, writhed beneath Luku, who teased her, pinching her thick pubic hair with his fingers. My mother, with her eyes closed, moaned, "Good man, hurry, hurry, give it to me, my little hole is so itchy."
I never dreamed that my usually dignified, almost wooden mother would utter such a coquettish sound.
Luku grinned lewdly, letting his penis hover at the entrance of my mother's paradise. My mother arched her hips, trying her best to welcome Luku's penis. Suddenly, Luku thrust to the side, his penis darting into my mother's beautiful hole like a venomous snake, penetrating to the hilt.
My mother screamed "Ah!", clearly indicating that it had been penetrated very deeply. She said in a sweet voice, "Ku'er, you're so cruel, aren't you afraid of stabbing me to death?"
I don't know when, but my mother's address for Luku changed from "Ku-di" to the more affectionate "Ku'er," which made me feel that Luku had replaced me as my mother's most beloved person.
My mother adjusted her position, flipped over and sat on Luku, moving up and down on her own. My mother's hands supported Luku's palms, her large breasts heaving up and down, her face flushed, her lower lip tightly bitten, clearly very excited.
Luku below also cooperated with my mother, her seductive behavior was the best aphrodisiac for his lust.
Because of the distance, I could only see Luku's dark penis appearing and disappearing under my mother's inverted triangle of pubic hair, making squelching sounds. But I could clearly see my mother's bouncing breasts, each time they bounced to the top, forming a very full mound.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands grabbed those mounds, Luku's ten fingers wantonly kneading my mother's full breasts. Without Luku's support, Mom's hands were raised and rested on her hair. Her thick, dark armpit hair stood out starkly against her snow-white body.
Luku repeated his trick, squeezing Mom's breast with one hand, forcing out her swollen nipple, and viciously flicking the tip with his finger.
With each flick, Mom let out a whimper, a sound that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure.
Her nipples, red and erect from the flicks, were teased by Luku's tongue with amusement.
Mom bent over, bracing herself against the rocks with her arms, making it easier for Luku to take her breast into his mouth. Her buttocks continued to writhe strangely, her moans growing increasingly urgent.
Mom quickly reached orgasm; her eyes were tightly closed, her body convulsing wildly, her face contorted with ecstasy. Strangely, I thought Mom was absolutely beautiful at that moment!
I ejaculated at that moment, and the exquisite beauty of Mom's orgasm was etched into my mind for the rest of my life.
Later, unable to bear the torment of jealousy any longer, I became the informant. My intention was to bring my mother back to me, but as a young child, I didn't consider the consequences.
That night, as my mother and Luku were committing adultery, Luting burst into the room, followed by a group of strong young men from the village.
I was still hiding next door, spying on the scene. The room next door was brightly lit by the torches held by the group, and my mother's saintly naked body looked exceptionally alluring in the firelight. She stared in astonishment at Luting, who was trembling with anger.
Everyone stared intently at my mother's naked body, deeply shocked by her voluptuous figure, forgetting their purpose for being there.
My mother was the first to react. She shoved the terrified Luku aside and screamed, "Ku'er, run! Run out the window! Don't come back!"
Luku, naked, was pushed out the window by my mother. Only then did the group come to their senses, rushing forward with shouts, but no one was willing to go outside to catch Luku, thus losing the chance to continue watching my mother's naked body.
Luku ran away. A blush from the intense intercourse lingered on Mom's face, along with a hint of satisfaction. She didn't flinch; she turned to find clothes to put on, but by then, thick hemp ropes had already bound her. Mom cried out in pain, struggling to grab her clothes, but it was clearly futile. Several burly men bound her tightly, turning her into a giant dumpling.
During this time, I clearly saw Mom's entire body being violated by those filthy hands. Some of them pulled her nipples out of shape, and several pubic hairs were plucked out. Mom groaned a few times in pain, struggled a few times, and then let them do as they pleased.
Mom was dragged out of the room, and I collapsed onto the bed, my genitals already soaked, my small, white penis hanging there unsightly.
My mother was sentenced by the clan elders to be drowned in a pig cage, an event unseen for decades, which alarmed several neighboring villages. Rumors spread that my mother was an extremely beautiful and promiscuous woman, which also attracted the interest of a band of robbers from Yandang Mountain, a hundred miles away.
On the day my mother was to be drowned, thousands of people from several villages gathered to watch. Before the clan chief even gave the order, the robbers arrived.
The bandit leader was called Tiger Shoulder, the second leader Leopard Head, and the third leader Ox Eye. They led a group of robbers to take advantage of the chaos, not only kidnapping my mother but also robbing her of valuables and kidnapping many young girls and women. The nearby villages suffered greatly this time.
My eldest sister, Jia Ping'er, was also captured, while my second and third sisters, being too young, were spared.
Surprisingly, among these robbers was a children's group, a group of little robbers, each carrying a small steel knife. These little robbers didn't fight or rob; they seemed to be playing around. Their leader was a boy named Gou Mao, who was only about ten years old.
I watched helplessly as my mother was lifted naked onto the bandit leader's horse. In a moment of quick thinking, I smeared some ash on my face and joined the bandit children's group.
Back at the stronghold, the bandits stripped all the women they had abducted naked and made them kneel in the assembly hall. The bandits, in order of leadership, chose their wives.
I mingled among the younger bandits, watching. Dog Hair had already noticed my odd behavior, but I pretended to be a beggar wanting to join the band, calling him "Little Tyrant" and offering to be his "wise strategist." This guy, Leopard Head's son, wasn't very bright, but I managed to charm him and he accepted me.
It was the first time I'd ever seen so many naked women; the vast expanse of white was dazzling. But I immediately spotted my mother among the naked women.
The ropes binding her had been removed; her hair was disheveled, and she slumped among the women with her head bowed.
I compared my mother to the other women and found that while her breasts weren't the most perky, they were definitely the largest, and her nipples, too, were as prominent as a pair of copper bells. This made me very proud.
But I couldn't help worrying about my mother; if I were to choose, I would definitely choose her first. I was anxiously waiting.
Suddenly, I saw my eldest sister, Jia Ping'er, move to my mother's side. Although her breasts weren't as large as my mother's, they stood proudly upright, the shape of her nipples resembling the handle of a beautiful gourd, highlighting her luscious nipples.
My sister trembled with fear, burying her head in my mother's arms and sobbing softly.
The first to be chosen was the leader, Hu Jian. All the women kept their heads bowed, but Hu Jian rudely pulled their heads up one by one, selecting them like goods.
When he saw my sister crying like a pear blossom in the rain, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Damn it, this is the girl, I want her!" Tiger Shoulder grabbed my sister, who cried out pitifully, "Mom, Mom..."
My mother tried to get up and stop her, but was immediately pushed to the ground by several henchmen.
Because of my sister's cry, although some of the leaders behind her coveted my mother's large breasts, they were too embarrassed to choose her anymore, because that would make her the boss's adopted son-in-law, and if the boss got angry, it wouldn't be a joke.
Besides, my mother was already middle-aged, and these bandits preferred young girls.
I then realized that not everyone thought my mother was the most beautiful, just like me.
Tiger Shoulder was already kissing my sister on his lap, while my mother was still kneeling on the ground, awaiting her unknown fate.
This time, the number of women brought back to the mountain was more than the number of bandits, more than sixty, while the bandits only numbered fifty-odd, not counting the children's group.
The more they chose, the fewer women remained; the remaining women were either old or ugly, with one exception: my mother.
When it was the second-to-last person's turn, a skinny bandit with shifty eyes and a weasel-like face, nicknamed Donkey Whip (I later learned that every bandit on this mountain had an animal name as a nickname), clearly craved my mother's beauty and her large breasts, but dared not disobey Tiger Shoulder.
His face flushed red and then paled, and he suddenly knelt before Tiger Shoulder, kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "Boss, have pity on me, please give me that woman."
Tiger Shoulder, engrossed in my sister's breasts, was puzzled by his outburst: "Donkey Whip, which one do you want? It's your turn according to the ranking, so just choose."
"Boss, I want her, I want that woman," Donkey Whip said, pointing a trembling finger at my mother.
Tiger Shoulder glanced at my mother, didn't think it was a problem, and was about to agree when my eldest sister stammered, "She, she's my mother."
Tiger Shoulder was instantly enraged, suddenly having a mother-in-law. He kicked the donkey whip to the ground, yelling, "Damn it, you can't be picky about anything else, why did you specifically choose her? You're just asking for trouble!"
Everyone wanted to laugh but dared not, while those who had wanted to choose my mother secretly cheered and cried out in relief. Just as
my heart calmed down, a strategist who was clearly like me approached Tiger Shoulder and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down, don't let this ruin the harmony among the brothers."
Tiger Shoulder finally relented, frowning as he said, "Then what should we do with this woman? I can't really accept her as my mother-in-law, can I?"
"This..." The strategist named Deer Eyes was at a loss.
“Alright, let the remaining two brothers choose first, and I’ll think of a way.”
I was anxious, so I whispered to Dog Hair, “That woman has big breasts, she can definitely drink a lot of milk, you should take her as your wet nurse!”
Dog Hair was very excited. He was only eleven years old, and like me, he was at the age where his Oedipus complex was most severe, and he couldn’t resist the temptation of big breasts.
Donkey Whip made a choice with a bitter face, and Dog Leftover also made a choice.
At this moment, Dog Hair suddenly shouted in a shrill voice, “Your Majesty, I want that woman to be my wet nurse!” The
bandits burst into laughter, and Dog Hair’s father, Leopard Head, laughed and cursed, “You bastard, haven’t you had enough of your mother’s milk yet?”
Strategist Deer Eyes leaned close to Tiger Shoulder’s ear and said, “Your Majesty, this is a good idea, let her take care of the child, there is no better place for her.”
When Tiger Shoulder heard Deer Eyes say this, he was happy to do Leopard Head a favor, and besides, even being a wet nurse was better than being someone else’s wife. So he shouted, "Alright, it's settled then. Our mountain village children's corps has done a good job coming down the mountain this time, so we'll reward each of them with a 'mother'." He did have some skill; the word "mother" came out as "mother."
Hearing that her mother hadn't been humiliated, even though she herself was doomed, the eldest sister felt a little better.
The remaining women were treated as servants. With a shout, the crowd dispersed, leaving only those on duty.
"Little Tiger, you'll sleep with me," said Dog Hair.
Little Tiger was a name I'd given him on the spot, from the Water Margin.
"Little Tyrant, that woman is much older than us. If she tries to run away, we won't be able to catch her. You blindfold her and tie her hands, then we'll take her back."
Dog Hair thought this made sense, so he called two henchmen to tie up the mother and blindfold her. We took turns escorting the mother back to Dog Hair's house.
Dog Hair led the way, holding the rope binding Mom's hands. I was busy behind, slapping Mom's big buttocks with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."
Mom's buttocks, feeling humiliated, got goosebumps from the cold mountain wind.
I was overjoyed and stole a few kisses on Mom's big, white, steamed-moon-like buttocks. Mom
let out a soft "Ah," and awkwardly twisted her hips, which looked absolutely beautiful.
Watching Mom's buttocks sway left and right, my heart pounded. Although I had glimpsed Mom's bare buttocks before, it was always through a wall, and I could see but not touch. But now Mom's full, round buttocks were right in front of me! I could touch them and kiss them as I pleased.
I ran my hands over my mother's buttocks, feeling their smoothness. I wanted to grab both buttocks in my hands, but they were so big that my hands weren't even enough to cover them. My mother's legs were beautiful
; I touched her slender calves and stole glances at her bare feet, thoroughly enjoying myself.
Unable to resist any longer, I unzipped my pants, revealing my already erect penis, and rubbed it against my mother's hard buttocks. After a few touches, I felt I couldn't take it anymore. I shouted, "Little Tyrant, keep going! I want to see if her blindfold has fallen off."
Dog Hair responded; after running all day, he was exhausted and didn't care what was happening behind him.
I jumped onto my mother's body, wrapped my legs around her waist, and had her carry me on her back.
My mother's long hair cascaded down her back. I wrapped a few strands of hair around my penis, rubbed it against her bare back, and ejaculated in a couple of strokes. The semen dripped down her back and into her buttocks.
After ejaculating, I slid off my mother. Her big buttocks wiggled as if mocking me, so cute. I pounced on her and gave her a loud kiss on the tip of her buttocks.
The "tsk...tsk" sound was very loud in the quiet mountain. My mother's buttocks were humiliated by me once again.
I licked my mother's cool buttocks with my tongue, feeling incredibly happy. This journey through the mountains was the beginning of my happy life.

(II)

Dog Hair's house was the house of the second-in-command, Leopard Head. It was just a relatively large brick house. Dog Hair's house was quite big, and the bed was not small either. As soon as I entered the house, Dog Hair pounced on the bed, shouting, "Little Tiger, this woman is yours now. Don't let her run away." Before
I could even reply, he had already fallen asleep on the bed.
I helped my mother sit up on the bed. She sat down obediently without a word.
Her large, bell-shaped breasts hung heavily, but her nipples seemed to stare at me, as if saying, "Oh, it's you, Jinwazi."
I couldn't help but feel a little afraid of those nipples, afraid they had seen through my secret.
I looked down and saw that my mother's bare feet were covered in mud and sand. I felt a pang of heartache. I found a cloth, placed my mother's feet on my knees, and carefully wiped them clean.
My mother's feet were fair and rosy, so beautiful, a result of her having done little farm work since childhood.
My mother's five toes were slightly curled, resting on my knees. I ran my fingers over my mother's smooth, gentle big toenail, feeling a sense of peace, almost falling asleep.
I jolted awake, realizing how sleepy I was. I quickly wiped my mother's other foot clean and said, "Time for bed..." I forcibly pulled back the word "Mom," inwardly thanking myself for the close call.
Mom hummed in agreement, letting me lift her legs onto the bed. Of course, I was just guiding her; otherwise, her legs were so heavy I couldn't have moved them.
I helped Mom lie down, with Dog Hair sleeping beside her in an awkward position, sprawled out on the bed. It took a lot of effort to push him to the other side.
It was late spring, and the weather was still a bit chilly. Mom was still naked, and I didn't want her to catch a cold. I spread out Dog Hair's quilt; thankfully, it was big enough, almost the same size as the bed.
I lay down between Mom and Dog Hair, the quilt just covering the three of us.
After doing all this, my eyelids were already drooping. I didn't forget to warn Mom in a low voice, "Don't take off the blindfold, or... or I'll kill your daughter tomorrow."
I felt terrible for my sister, but I couldn't care less. If Mom took off the blindfold and found it was me, everything would be over.
I turned and hugged Mom, one hand on her breast. A wave of relaxation washed over me, and I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next day, Gou Mao was still asleep. I didn't know if Mom was awake yet, but thankfully her blindfold was still on.
I felt a little panicked. I couldn't let Mom wear the blindfold forever; what would I do when she took it off? Should I wear a mask? No way.
Unable to think of a good solution, I decided to touch Mom's body properly before I was exposed.
As I suckled at Mom's breast, I felt she had woken up because her heart was beating very fast. I panicked a little and wanted to see Mom's genitals as soon as possible. But for some reason, I felt a strange fear.
I slowly lifted the blanket off Mom. Her naked body felt the chill and she shivered slightly.
I saw it—I saw the dark triangle of forest on Mom's genitals.
It was the most mysterious place on Mom's body. Although this place had been invaded and possessed time and time again by Luku, whom I hated, it was still so sacred in my heart.
I knelt down and gently stroked Mom's pubic hair. Mom's pubic hair was stiff and a little prickly. My mother's legs were pressed tightly together, but I could still see a slit hidden between her legs beneath her thick pubic hair.
My mind was exploding. I dared not imagine what was in that slit—my mother's private parts, something she didn't want anyone to see.
But I still wanted to see. I tried to pry open my mother's thighs with my hands, but her legs were tightly clamped together, and I couldn't open them at all.
"No," I heard my mother plead softly.
I hesitated, but the allure of my mother's private parts was too great. I desperately wanted to see what was in there.
I tried to pry them open, but they wouldn't budge. I could only insert a palm, feeling the intense heat there.
Dog Hair woke up and, seeing me lying on top of my mother's genitals, curiously approached, saying, "Little Tiger, what are you doing?"
My face flushed red. I didn't want Dog Hair to get involved.
Dog Hair was a year older than me, and his time in the mountains had made him precocious. He seemed to understand something,
chuckling foolishly, and said, "Come on, Little Tiger, let me help you. You pull over there, and I'll pull over here."
I couldn't refuse; the suggestion was tempting to me too.
Whether Mom couldn't resist us or simply didn't want to resist anymore, her legs were slowly opened.
I heard her soft sobs, and felt a pang of guilt.
But quickly, that guilt was overwhelmed.
My mother's vulva, this is a woman's vulva! Dog Hair and I stared wide-eyed in astonishment, afraid of missing a single detail.
My mother's labia majora were full and thick, dark brown, with sparse, soft pubic hair covering them on either side.
In the center of the labia majora was a mysterious cleft about a finger's width. Because my mother
's legs weren't spread very wide, we couldn't see clearly what was inside. Dog Hair and I simultaneously spread my mother's legs a little wider.
My mother's labia majora, helplessly abandoning their duty of guarding her secret place, shamefully parted.
Dog Hair and I brought our little heads together. I used trembling fingers to separate one of my mother's labia. I saw Dog Hair's fingers were also trembling as he separated the other labia.
My mother's peach blossom cave opened humiliatingly, completely exposed to the eyes of two children with still-teeth.
We were stunned by the mysterious structure of the woman before us. Our young minds could hardly bear the reality of female genitalia. I almost fainted. It was my mother's urination place, the sanctuary in my heart, laid bare before my eyes.
Just as the two of us children were studying the most enlightening lesson of our lives, the door was suddenly pushed open. Dog
Hair and I almost jumped up, but we didn't dare to look back. I frantically covered my mother with the blanket, while Dog Hair buried his head under the covers.
"You two little brats, daring to play around like this at such a young age."
Oh no, I felt extremely frustrated. I'd been caught doing something naughty.
The person who came in was Dog Hair's father, Leopard Head. He had thoroughly enjoyed his chosen second beauty, Amin, last night. When he woke up this morning and remembered that his son had been assigned a woman yesterday, he came to check on them, only to find the two children doing "good deeds."
As he entered, Leopard Head had already caught a glimpse of my mother's large breasts. He swallowed hard. Damn, they were much bigger than Amin's last night, full and high, truly top-quality.
Leopard Head grabbed Dog Hair and me by the collar, dragged us both outside, and slammed the door shut.
Dog Hair hung his head dejectedly, while I was frantic; Mom was still inside.
I peered through the crack in the door, but it was too narrow to see anything.
Dog Hair patted my shoulder and whispered, "Come on, look over here."
He led me to the window on the side of the room, moistened his finger with saliva, and dabbed it on the thin window paper, creating a hole. Dog Hair proudly nodded at me and then peered through the window.
I made a hole in the paper and looked inside.
In that short time, Leopard Head had stripped completely naked. He pulled back the covers, revealing Mom's limp body.
Mom was curled up; from the voices, she knew an adult had come and the two children had been driven out.
If she felt humiliated by the children peeping at her private parts, she must have been terrified.
With her hands bound and eyes blindfolded, Mother resigned herself to her fate with almost no resistance.
Leopard Head's penis stood erect, a size smaller than Luku's, but still large enough. Leopard Head didn't rush to penetrate her; instead, he first untied Mother's ropes, assuming she wouldn't dare resist.
Mother's blindfold was also removed, which startled me. I immediately remembered she couldn't see me, so I continued watching.
Mother opened her eyes, adjusted to the light, and when she saw Leopard Head's lewd expression, she closed them again.
Leopard Head played with Mother's breasts, muttering, "Damn, big, really big."
Mother blushed with shame, helplessly letting him take advantage of her.
Leopard Head licked Mother's nipples, and I clearly saw them stand erect again.
Leopard Head was dumbfounded; such upright, high nipples were not common, they were the finest of the best.
He chuckled and said, "My boy is quite good. I'll take him; otherwise, these treasures would fall into Donkey Whip's hands, which wouldn't be good for him!"
Mother was too ashamed to utter a sound, letting him fondle her nipples.
Leopard Head entered Mother's body without much resistance, lewdly laughing, "Beauty, you're already very wet down there. You're so horny. Not only are your nipples erect, but your lower body is wet too. Looks like you're a female warrior of the pleasure quarters, like Hu Sanniang, the One-Zhang-Qing, hahaha."
This inappropriate comparison made Mother even more ashamed. She was clearly enjoying it, but she couldn't show it in front of the robber, so she turned her head to the side, her face flushed.
"Hehe, strange, this cunt was loose when I came in, how come it's getting tighter the more I penetrate!" Leopard Head was overjoyed. He knew he had encountered a rare gem; he was really lucky today. The woman he picked last night, Amin, was nothing compared to this one.
Having just finished two rounds last night, Leopard Head managed to last over a hundred thrusts today, even with Mom's amazing genitals, and Mom was moaning softly.
These bandits, though crude, were still Mom's saviors. Helplessly, I could only think this way, and Mom probably thought the same, repaying his debt with her body.
Leopard Head roared and ejaculated his remaining semen into Mom's body, then collapsed onto her.
Mom lay motionless.
After a while, Leopard Head got up and said, "That was great, I haven't felt this good in a long time." He glanced at Mom and asked, "What's your name?"
Mom remained silent for a long time before uttering a few words: "Jia Chenshi."
"Oh," Leopard Head responded, pulling the blanket up for Mom, saying, "Don't move, I'll have my wife get you some clothes. From now on, you'll be my wife."
Mom's face was flushed, and she didn't answer.
Leopard Head dressed and went out.
I quickly looked away from the window and glanced to the side. I saw Gou Mao with a pained expression, and looking down, I saw his crotch was completely soaked. What a bear! I almost burst out laughing.
I dragged Gou Mao outside a good distance.
"Don't worry," I reassured him. My biggest worry right now was being recognized by my mother.
"Do you have any way to get me a different face?"
"Why do you want to?" Gou Mao was still uninterested.
"In the village, many people recognize me. I don't want them to recognize me on the mountain."
Gou Mao didn't think much of this nonsensical reason. He looked down at his pants and said, "My pants are soaking wet; my mother will beat me."
"Don't worry, I'll help you. I guarantee your mother won't notice." I patted my chest; I had experience in this area.
"Really?" Gou Mao perked up. "Oh, you want a different face? That's easy. There's a master of disguise in our village called Chameleon. He gave me some human skin masks; I'll give you one."
"Great!" I jumped for joy.
So we divided the tasks: he went to get everything—the human skin mask, underwear, and soap. On the way to the river, I changed into the human skin mask. When we
got to the river, I told Gou Mao to change his underwear, and I looked at my new face in the river. I couldn't see it clearly; it didn't look like the old one, but it did look somewhat similar. Whatever, it was different.
I helped Gou Mao wash his underwear, and we lay down by the river to sunbathe, hanging his underwear on a branch to dry.
After a while, I felt very hungry and remembered I hadn't eaten breakfast, so I picked some wild berries from a tree and ate them. Half-starved, we ate until noon, and the underwear was dry. We quickly slipped back inside.
Gou Mao secretly put the underwear back in the house. I saw that my mother wasn't in bed anymore, and I felt a little disappointed.
Having solved the underwear problem, Gou Mao was in high spirits and said, "Come on, Little Tiger, I'll take you to see my parents."
I was a little scared, but I still went with him.
Leopard Head was out; he wasn't home. Only Dog Hair's mother, Yu Niang, was there. Yu Niang was very kind; she was cooking with my mother and Amin. Even though there were three more people in the house overnight—Amin, my mother, and me—she didn't complain at all.
From her later conversation, I knew she always wanted to do good deeds for Leopard Head.
Yu Niang told us to eat lunch quickly and not to go out playing anymore. So Dog Hair and I played in the yard.
Soon, it was time to eat.
My mother was obviously wearing Yu Niang's clothes. Yu Niang was quite plump, but the clothes were still tight on my mother; her large breasts almost burst out of the clothes.
My fears didn't come true; my mother didn't recognize me at all. She only glanced at Dog Hair and me before lowering her head, perhaps embarrassed by what happened that morning, or perhaps wondering which of us had walked behind her last night.
Leopard Head hadn't returned, so Yu Niang sat in the middle, my mother to her left, and Amin to her right. Gou Mao seemed a little afraid to see my mother, so he sat down next to Amin, which meant I could sit next to my mother.
I always sat next to my mother when we ate at home.
Although Amin was pretty, she couldn't compare to my mother's beauty.
Life is strange like that; my mother and I were integrated into a new family. This family might be peaceful, but the whole village wouldn't remain so peaceful.

(III)

Last time, we talked about my mother and my second day at Gou Mao's house.
That afternoon, Gou Mao and I vaguely heard my mother pleading with Yu Niang about something. We peeked through the door to eavesdrop on their conversation. We only heard Yu Niang sigh and say, "Zhen Niang, just accept your fate. None of us women can remain innocent after coming to the mountains. Besides… sigh."
Then there was no sound. Gou Mao and I, afraid of being discovered, quickly slipped away.
That evening, Leopard Head came home for dinner, his eyes fixed on my mother, making her very uncomfortable. Dinner ended in a strange atmosphere.
Leopard Head's house has three rooms: one for Leopard Head and Yu Niang, one for Gou Mao, and one empty room in the middle where Amin stayed last night. Tonight, Mom can't share a bed with Gou Mao and me, so Yu Niang suggested Mom sleep in the same room as Amin. Mom hesitated, then lowered her head and complied with Yu Niang's arrangement.
Back in the room, Gou Mao and I played absentmindedly for a while. Gou Mao yawned and went to bed early.
But I couldn't fall asleep.
I heard the sound of the yard door opening and closing, guessing Leopard Head had gone to Mom's room again. I climbed out of bed, put on my clothes, and sneaked out.
The yard was empty, except for a little light coming from the crack in the door to Mom and Amin's room. I tiptoed to the door; the crack was about a finger's width. I peeked through it.
The mother was pinned down by Leopard Head, her hands held captive. She struggled, twisting and turning, trying to prevent him from removing her clothes.
She pleaded softly, "Brother Leopard, please let me go! I'm a mother of four. Please, I'll be your slave for life!"
Leopard Head roared, "You filthy bitch, now you're acting all virtuous! Weren't you the one committing adultery down the mountain? This morning I slept with you, and you were still gushing with pleasure! Fine, you try this now, let's see how I deal with you!"
"Amin, come here, take off her clothes! I can't let myself be without her tonight!"
Amin, cowering in the corner, was startled by Leopard Head's shout and moved closer.
With her hands held and Leopard Head pinning her down, the mother could only watch helplessly as Amin unbuttoned her jacket, one button at a time.
Leopard Head saw a glimpse of his mother's bare, white breast, and his eyes blazed with fury. He ripped off her bra and clothes with a ripping sound.
His mother cried out softly, her snow-white breasts exposed in the early spring chill, her nipples bulging as if in shock.
Tears streamed down her face. I remember how much my mother cherished her clothes; when I was little, if I tore them while playing, she would spank my hands.
With Amin's encouragement, his mother was stripped naked. Leopard Head released her hands and began to undress himself. His
naked mother clutched her chest, curled up, and sobbed softly.
She looked so weak then, and I, standing outside the door, could do nothing but weep with her.
Leopard Head's ugly body pounced on his mother, who let out a soft moan and was pressed down beneath him once more.
My mother's pale legs were lifted up by Leopard Head, helplessly spread apart. Leopard Head viciously thrust his hard penis into her body, savagely pumping in and out. I could hear my mother's low sobs.
From Lu Ting to Lu Ku, and then to Leopard Head this morning, my mother had never been forced to have sex with a man while crying like this. Leopard Head's rape of my mother tonight was the first time I had witnessed the ugliest scene in the world, filling my heart with rage.
I couldn't bear to watch any longer. With a heavy heart, I went back to my room, buried myself under the covers, and wept bitterly, hating myself for not being able to save my mother.
The next morning, I saw my mother getting up to cook, her eyes red and swollen. She was still wearing the same clothes from the night before, but they had been mended.
Leopard Head was clearly enraged. To punish my mother, he wouldn't let her eat at the same table with us, only allowing her to eat our leftovers and making her do almost all the housework.
He made Amin cut a pair of thin white pants in half with scissors, forcing my mother to wear only a single shirt and these white open-crotch pants.
Watching Leopard Head furiously slamming his fist on the table, cursing this and that, I suddenly felt he was despicable and pathetic, like a clown.
Yu Niang had clearly learned how to submit; she didn't utter a sound. Amin, on the other hand, seemed the happiest, running around fetching scissors, arrogantly behaving like a bully, demanding her mother put on that humiliating "open-crotch pants."
Amin and her mother were both suffering sisters; how could she have such a gloating attitude?
Dog Hair looked around bewilderedly, wondering what had happened to make his father so angry.
"Wearing this outfit, you can go and be a dutiful wife," Leopard Head sneered. "Don't even think about staying home all day. From now on, you'll be serving Dog Hair to the martial arts hall every day! If I don't see you there for a day, I'll break your legs!"
"If any of you dare to give her these clothes, I'll break your legs too!"
Leopard Head said angrily before storming out.
Mother, wearing a white coarse linen short jacket and open-crotch pants, stood shivering in the middle of the yard.
Yu Niang sighed, "What a tragedy..."
"You two help Zhen Niang with the housework, Amin, don't just sit around," Yu Niang said.
We quickly went to help. Amin pouted, muttering something unwillingly.
Gou Mao got angry, rushed over and kicked Amin in the butt, yelling, "My mom told you to do chores, so you have to! Go sweep the floor!"
Amin stumbled from the kick. She was actually a little afraid of this brat, so she obediently went to sweep.
Mom saw Gou Mao and me tidying up the table and came over to help, but the open-crotch pants made her very uncomfortable. Amin was particularly mean; she hadn't just cut a slit, but cut a large section in the middle into an arch, leaving a large area of Mom's front and back exposed.
Mom blushed and covered her front with her hands. Although we had all peeked at her private parts before, she still didn't know how to face us in this situation.
Gou Mao and I were also pounding with anxiety, but we had to pretend we didn't see anything, keeping our heads down and tidying up, constantly calling out to each other and passing things around to calm our unease.
Later, I saw Mom bite her lower lip, stop covering her private parts, and come over to help us with the chores.
Gou Mao and I were at a loss, not knowing where to look.
Yu Niang sighed and went inside. Amin whispered beside her, "Shameless."
Mom pretended not to hear Amin and quickly tidied up, her thin clothes causing her to shiver occasionally, but I saw a strong determination in her eyes.
Gou Mao and I were both infected by Mom's courageous gaze. Gou Mao suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Come on, Little Tiger, don't just stand there, let's work together!"
"Hehe!" Gou Mao and I were inexplicably excited, clapping our hands and jumping around in the yard, helping Mom with the housework. A strangely joyful atmosphere filled the air. Amin stared at Gou Mao and me in disbelief, unable to understand our strange behavior.
And so, the tedious chores turned into a joyful and enchanting pleasure. I tried my best to avoid looking at my mother's exposed lower body, but whenever I caught a glimpse of that mysterious dark forest, my mind would be immediately overwhelmed by a dark tide, and it would take me a long time to recover.
We quickly finished the chores, and Yu Niang brought out a pot of water and two steamed buns for my mother to take with her during our martial arts practice breaks. She was a little worried about how my mother would face this humiliation.
The three of us went out, lost in our own thoughts. Yu Niang closed the door, seemingly unable to bear seeing my mother's embarrassed state.
My mother blushed and lowered her head, her earlier courage nowhere to be seen. After all, facing the crowds outside was different from facing the two of us children.
Gou Mao and I looked at each other, and Gou Mao scratched his head, saying, "How about we do it like that night, I go first, you follow behind, and we block Zhen Niang's way?"
"Alright, that's the only way," I replied.
Suddenly, I felt something was wrong. I looked up and saw Mom looking at me with a half-smile, her eyes seeming to say, "So, it really was you, you little pervert, walking behind me that night."
My face turned as red as a sheet. I thought I could fool Dog Hair, but I'd been caught.
That night, I'd slapped, kissed, and touched Mom's big butt, and finally ejaculated on her bare back—it was so embarrassing!
I felt like a thief caught red-handed, wishing I could disappear into the ground.
Mom saw my embarrassment and couldn't help but chuckle. Her beauty made Dog Hair and me stare in disbelief.
Mom covered her genitals with one hand and her pearly white teeth with the other, and said with a slight reproach, "Come on, stop looking!"
Dog Hair and I stupidly agreed and lined up with Mom, the three of us sticking very close together to avoid exposing her. Of course, the one who got the best view was me, following behind Mom.
I've grown taller than my mother, reaching above her waist, but my small frame only barely covers the exposed patch of her bare buttocks. The exposed part of her buttocks curves into two beautiful arcs, like a gentle smile at me. I leaned closer to get a better look, and her buttocks seemed to sense my hot breath, shrinking back slightly—it was so adorable!
Unfortunately, this time I could only look, not touch. I drooled, my eyes glued to my mother's buttocks, as we walked to the martial arts hall, completely forgetting the route we took.
Inside, many children were already practicing. Seeing Gou Mao with my mother and me, they surrounded us, giggling and shouting, "Gou Mao, why did you bring your nanny?"
"Gou Mao, is your nanny's milk delicious?"
"Hey, Gou Mao, why is your nanny still wearing open-crotch pants?"
Gou Mao and I tried to hide, but we couldn't escape the children's gazes.
"Hehehe...hahaha..." the children laughed unrestrainedly. Mom covered her front with her hands, too embarrassed to straighten up.
"Go away, go away, go away!" Gou Mao stopped covering himself and rushed over, shoving the other children away. I quickly found a stool for Mom to sit on. Then I took off my clothes and shouted, "Little tyrant! Ignore them, let's start practicing martial arts!"
Gou Mao understood what I was doing and quickly took off his clothes too, saying, "Right, right, we'll practice martial arts and get all sweaty, it'll get our clothes dirty."
We handed our clothes to Mom, and I said, "Zhenniang, can you hold our clothes for us?"
Mom's eyes were a little red, and she agreed, holding our clothes over her lower abdomen to cover her exposed areas. I saw my clothes underneath, probably making intimate contact with Mom's pubic hair, and I couldn't help but feel a lewd pleasure.
Gou Mao and I warmed up. That Gou Mao guy even had a couple of kung fu moves, sweeping kicks and pushing elbows, making the other children wince. He grinned smugly at his mother, as if to say, "Zhenniang, look, I've avenged you!"
His mother smiled slightly, her eyes filled with affection as she looked at Gou Mao. A sour feeling welled up inside me; I felt a pang of sadness.
A little while later, the children's corps instructor arrived, handsome and refined. Gou Mao told me his name was Yan Qi, that he was a skilled martial artist, and ranked seventh in the mountain stronghold.
Yan Qi was very easygoing; the children weren't afraid of him at all, and all swarmed around him. He didn't seem to mind the presence of my mother and me, two strangers.
Yan Qi divided the children into several groups, each learning different skills such as light-body kung fu, hidden weapons, fist fighting, and various other weapons. I saw the light-body kung fu group standing on a round basket filled with grains and thought it looked fun, so I signed up to join.
It looked fun, but it wasn't easy at all. We had to stand on the edge of the basket without tilting it and spilling the grains.
In no time, I had fallen flat on my back several times, feeling quite pained. I glanced at my mother, but she was watching Gou Mao practice his fist fighting and didn't notice me at all, which made me even more annoyed.
Yan Qi was skilled in light-body kung fu and hidden weapons, so he taught those two groups of children more. He taught me some techniques for standing on my tiptoes and breathing, which made it a little easier for me to walk.
Finally, it was time to rest, and Gou Mao and I sat down on the floor next to my mother, panting. My mother brought us water and steamed buns to eat. Only then did we remember that my mother had been beaten and scolded by Leopard Head that morning and hadn't even eaten breakfast.
We offered Mom a steamed bun, and Gou Mao and I shared one, but Mom resolutely refused, almost getting angry. Gou Mao and I had no choice but to eat the buns.
Gou Mao, munching on his bun, looked at Mom with even more respect.
I thought I caught Yan Qi looking this way too, but when I glanced at him, I saw he had his back to us.
After a morning of practice, Gou Mao and I were exhausted. Mom wiped the sweat off us with a towel and told us to put our clothes back on. We didn't dare disobey her, so we put them on.
After Yan Qi and the other children left, Gou Mao and I escorted Mom down the mountain, one in front and one behind. This time, Gou Mao forced me to walk in front, and since I didn't know the way, he was loudly directing us from behind—who knows where his eyes were really looking?
I didn't bother looking back the whole way, listening to Mom and Gou Mao chatting and laughing, which made me incredibly angry.
When we got home, I was surprised to find Leopard Head back for lunch, sitting there with a livid face. Neither Dog Hair nor I dared to make a sound, and we slipped back into our room.
Mom went to the kitchen to help Yu Niang cook.
Mom looked even more alluring in her open-crotch pants than if she weren't wearing any pants at all. Leopard Head, like a dog in heat, rushed into the kitchen and chased Yu Niang out.
I pretended to go to the outhouse and walked to the edge of the kitchen, peeking inside.
I saw Mom frantically trying to dodge, cornered against the wall. Leopard Head reached out to touch Mom's breasts, and Mom tried to block him, but unexpectedly, Leopard Head used his leopard fist feint on her. He flipped his hand down and grabbed Mom's exposed vulva.
Mom cried out in pain, helplessly, her vulva already in Leopard Head's hand. Leopard Head felt very pleased with himself for teasing Mom like this. He grinned maliciously and said, "How about it? Your cunt's been exposed all morning, is it cold? Let me warm it up."
Mom shrank back, but couldn't escape Leopard Head's wanton kneading.
Mom was finally pinned against the wall, her brows furrowed, her hands on Leopard Head's shoulders, her body bobbing up and down with each thrust.
Afraid that Yu Niang would see, I dared not look any longer and had to hide back in the room.
A moment later, I heard Leopard Head shout loudly in the yard, "Damn it, all of you get out here, dinner's ready!"
Gou Mao and I went out of the room and saw Leopard Head sitting there smugly, one foot on a table, happily picking his teeth.
We walked dejectedly to the table and sat down. Yu Niang, Mom, and Amin brought in the food one after another. I noticed Mom's eyes were red and swollen.
After the food was served, Mom knew Leopard Head wouldn't let her eat at the table, so she walked back into the room with her head down.
Leopard Head's ugly voice rang out: "Is that room for you? Go, squeeze in with Gou Mao and the others."
He winked at us and said, "You little rascals, you're in for a treat."
Hearing Amin chuckling beside us, Gou Mao and I couldn't laugh at all.
Mom didn't eat a single grain of rice for lunch, as usual.
Entering the room, we found her curled up on the bed, uncovered.
We went to the bedside, and Gou Mao said, "Zhenniang, come on, let's go play in the mountains."
"Gou Mao, Zhenniang really can't walk right now. Can I lie down for a while?"
We agreed and covered her with the blanket. Gou Mao and I prepared the equipment: a small bow, which Gou Mao said Yan Qi had made for him, a quiver of small arrows, and a few animal traps.
I looked at these novel gadgets, completely captivated.
After lying down for a while, seeing how excited we were, Mom got up and said, "Alright, let's go."
In the yard, Gou Mao shouted, "Mom, we're going to the river to wash clothes!" As he left, Gou Mao grabbed a small pot.
Mom walked very slowly along the way, clearly exhausted.
When we arrived in the mountains, Gou Mao first climbed a tree and picked some fruit for Mom to eat. Even though she was hungry, Mom gracefully finished the few fruits, her complexion becoming slightly rosy.
Only then did she realize that the two little devils hadn't come to play, but to get her food.
Mom was touched and silently walked with us.
This mountain was called Yandang Mountain, quite different from the small mountains in our hometown; small animals darted out from time to time. Everything in the mountain was new to me. I looked around, while Gou Mao picked mushrooms from the trees and put them in a bag.
After walking for a while, we reached a denser part of the forest. Gou Mao stopped and said, "We're here."
Seeing our puzzled looks, Gou Mao said proudly, "There are lots of pheasants here. We'll shoot one with this and have a treat." He brandished his bow and arrow.
Gou Mao scattered some rice grains that pheasants love on the path and set animal traps on them.
We hid behind a bush, and Mom's interest was piqued. She crouched down with us, nervously peering through the bushes at the path.
After squatting for a while without seeing any pheasants, I felt bored and started looking around. Suddenly, I noticed that because of my squatting position, my mother's open-crotch pants were spread open, almost exposing her entire buttocks.
My mother's buttocks were bulging, firm and full, split in the middle by a deep cleft. Unlike when she was standing, which was round and bulging, my mother's buttocks now had two distinct buttock tips, like two freshly peeled lychee segments.
My mother was focused on looking outside and didn't notice me peeping at her big buttocks at all. Perhaps her legs were numb from squatting, because my mother swayed up and down a few times, her snow-white buttocks swaying in front of my eyes, making my eyes almost pop out.
I remembered when I was a child, when I secretly watched my mother relieve herself deep in the sorghum field, she also swayed her buttocks up and down like that.
At this moment, I really wanted to see what would come out between my mother's buttocks.
Of course, my mother wouldn't relieve herself anywhere at this time, but I saw two or three anal hairs peeking out from between my mother's buttocks, curved and looking rather listless.
I was carefully examining the length of those few anal hairs when I suddenly heard my mother exclaim in surprise, "You hit it! You hit it!"
Mom suddenly stood up, her bottom almost hitting my face. I quickly dodged to the side, frantically checking my crotch. My little penis was rock hard, but I hadn't ejaculated yet!
Looking up, I realized what had happened. Gou Mao had pounced and caught the pheasant he'd shot in the path.
Mom clapped her hands, watching Gou Mao triumphantly clutch his prize, her pretty face flushed.
What followed was a delicious meal. Gou Mao's beggar's chicken was really good, and Mom had cooked a pot of piping hot mushroom soup.
Mom ate a few pieces of chicken and drank a few sips of soup, then washed her hands and said she was full. Watching Gou Mao and me wolf down our food, Mom giggled. Her rosy face looked especially beautiful in the firelight.
Gou Mao and I forgot about our chicken legs and stared blankly at Mom. Gou Mao blurted out, "Zhenniang, you're so beautiful."
"You little rascal, always being cheeky," Mom said, giving Gou Mao a smile.
Looking at my mother's radiant smile, I truly regretted not saying those words earlier.
That night, Leopard Head was again fooling around in Amin's room. My mother moved back to our room, finally finding some peace and quiet.
My mother slept in the middle, with Gou Mao and I nestled on either side of her. My mother was only wearing a thin shirt, and before going to sleep, I secretly saw her breasts, quietly standing erect beneath her thin garment.
I felt a sense of peace, and slept exceptionally soundly.

(IV)

In the initial days after my mother and I arrived at the mountain village, although life was hard for her, Gou Mao, I, and I took care of each other, and we managed to get by.
Because I was always timid and hesitant in front of my mother, afraid that she would recognize me, unlike Gou Mao who deliberately fawned over her,
my mother gradually became closer to Gou Mao, while remaining indifferent to me.
I was consumed by jealousy, yet there was nothing I could do.
A few days later, the mountain stronghold held its annual "Coming-of-Age Ceremony," a grand, uninhibited event invented by the stronghold's sorcerer, Lu Qianhuan. The ceremony was supposedly to bring children to adulthood, requiring each family to send one woman, blindfolded, to a large hall where the child, also blindfolded, would choose a woman to break his virginity and officially become a "man."
Leopard Head, of course, offered up his disobedient mother. Amidst Amin's laughter and Yu Niang's sighs, his mother reluctantly went up the mountain with us.
Dog Hair and I were filled with excitement, and we also signed up for this year's "Coming-of-Age Ceremony." I knew he was thinking the same thing as me—wanting to choose the beautiful mother.
I wouldn't let him succeed, I secretly resolved.
The host, Lu Qianhuan, dressed like a celestial being, stood there radiantly directing the proceedings.
Many women had gathered in the hall, all maids of the various leaders; no one wanted to offer their wives or concubines to be cuckolded. Most of these maids had been abducted from the foot of the mountain, some quite beautiful. Some of them looked distressed, while others were shy and timid, stealing glances at the group of children before them.
The mother stood among the women, head bowed, covering her genitals with her hands, but the women quickly noticed she was wearing open-crotch pants. After a brief murmur, the women moved away from the mother, looking at her with disdain, as if to say they were different from her.
Even in the crowded throng, the mother seemed so lonely.
But soon, the women were no different from the mother, because the lecherous deer—Lu Qianhuan—made all the women strip naked.
Some women who had already undergone the village's "coming-of-age ceremony," though shy, obediently stripped naked.
Some women, attending for the first time, thought of being naked in front of a group of children, and then being sexually assaulted by these snotty-nosed boys, and cried and refused to undress.
"Anyone who disobeys, don't blame me for punishing them according to the village rules," Lu Qianhuan said sarcastically.
"Yes, hurry up and take them off, hurry up and take them off!" Some children joined in the commotion.
Finally, the women couldn't bear the psychological pressure any longer and resignedly began to undress.
Although countless snow-white bodies and countless full breasts swayed before my eyes, my eyes remained fixed on my mother.
My mother didn't cry; she just blushed and quickly took off her clothes. Although she quickly covered her breasts with her arms and her genitals with her hands, I still got to admire her pair of trembling breasts once again.
Lu Qianhuan had the women kneel in several rows with their hands behind their backs.
Now my mother couldn't cover her breasts and genitals anymore. She knelt in the middle of the second row, and I found an angle from which I could clearly see my mother's naked body.
My mother's bell-shaped breasts drooped, and her two large nipples innocently opened wide. But what fascinated me most was the full curve between my mother's hips and thighs.
Among these women, my mother was probably the only one who had given birth. Her breasts were clearly the largest, though slightly sagging as a result.
Her nipples, perched atop the very top of her breasts, were slightly upturned, their full curves creating the perfect shape of a mature woman's breasts.
I noticed two women beside her, both attractive and younger than my mother, but their figures couldn't compare. Their once-proud breasts looked like unripe fruit compared to my mother's, and they shyly turned away.
That's how women are; even at this point, they don't care who's prettier.
I wondered who else was looking at my mother besides me. I glanced around furtively and saw the children staring haphazardly, clearly preparing for their "prey." I saw Gou Mao staring intently at my mother's breasts, and a wave of discomfort washed over me.
Suddenly, I caught sight of Lu Qianhuan, who was also staring intently at my mother's naked body, swallowing hard in disgust.
I bit my lower lip, staring at the small black triangle peeking out between my mother's tightly pressed legs, a fire burning in my heart.
"Alright, now start blindfolding the women and tying their hands..." Lu Qianhuan's voice was hoarse.
The reason for blindfolding and tying their hands, as Gou Mao had mentioned before, was to prevent illicit affairs between men and women after physical intimacy. Although these women didn't currently have any official status, they could be taken as concubines by some leader at any time.
This task was to be done by us. Gou Mao was the first; he took the blindfold and red ribbon from Lu Qianhuan and walked straight towards my mother.
A murmur rippled through the children:
"Gou Mao still prefers his wet nurse."
"His wet nurse's breasts are really big."
"Not only are her breasts big, but her face is pretty too."
"Tsk tsk..."
As the first woman to be "served," my mother blushed. She didn't resist, obediently letting Gou Mao blindfold her. Gou Mao tied my mother's hands behind her back with a red ribbon, then wrapped the ribbon around her waist to the front, tied a knot, and let it hang down.
The ribbon fell precisely between my mother's legs, covering part of her pubic hair.
Looking at Gou Mao's solemn expression and my mother's ambiguous smile, my heart bled.
While Gou Mao was doing this, the other children took turns receiving their tools and starting their tasks. I was the last to receive mine.
Because there were far more women than children this year—more than twenty women and only about ten children—each child had to do it twice before all the women were blindfolded and their hands tied.
Lu Qianhuan coughed, clearly satisfied. Next, we were taken outside the hall and blindfolded each other. It would be "blind men touching a blind horse," whoever we touched would be the one we got. Therefore, I still had a sliver of hope.
It was Gou Mao who blindfolded me. I first kept my eyes tightly closed, then opened them forcefully after being blindfolded, blinking a few times to create a slit at the bottom. This was a trick I learned from playing the game "Catch the Fish and Shrimp" with my sisters when we were little.
Gou Mao obviously knew what I was thinking; he was the first to choose, so he didn't blindfold me as tightly.
Perhaps he hoped that if he wasn't chosen, no other child would choose my mother.
I felt a little grateful to him. But he wasn't blindfolded by me; it was another child. This continued until the last child, whose blindfold was put on by Lu Qianhuan.
When we sneaked into the hall, Lu Qianhuan had already rearranged the women's kneeling order, making them stand in two rows.
Just thinking about these women, naked, with their hands tied, blindfolded, and lined up with red ribbons hanging from their waists, and my mother standing among them, enduring Lu Qianhuan's venomous gaze, filled me with rage. I wondered if this lecherous deer's true purpose in holding this "coming-of-age ceremony" was simply to satisfy his perverse lusts.
The rules were simple: the boys would take turns walking to the front of the women's line, using their sense of smell and hearing to decide which woman would give them their "coming-of-age lesson." They would then grab the red ribbon around a woman's waist and stand aside, waiting for everyone to have chosen before collectively "taking the lesson."
With Lu Qianhuan's solemn announcement, "The selection begins!", the most exciting "fishing and shrimping" activity began.
To prevent the women from knowing who had chosen them, there was no sound. Lu Qianhuan led the children one by one to choose his preferred candidates.
...
My heart was pounding with anxiety, fearing that my mother would be chosen before me.
Finally
, it was my turn. I breathed a sigh of relief and was led by Lu Qianhuan to the front of the line of women. This lecherous deer's palms were warm, while mine were already sweaty.
"The selection begins," Lu Qianhuan reminded me.
I struggled to keep my eyelids open, trying to peek through a tiny gap in the blindfold.
What I saw were women's bare feet.
Lu Qianhuan would stop in front of each woman, but I had no interest in looking at those with bound feet, because my mother had natural feet.
I recognized my mother's big toe; her toenail was white with a hint of pink, curved like a crescent moon.
I walked past the first row, but didn't see my mother's feet.
I walked past several more in the second row, still nothing. I was about to cry; had my mother really been chosen by someone else?
"The last three," Lu Qianhuan reminded me.
I moved forward woodenly, and suddenly, my mother's familiar, beautiful bare feet jumped into my eyes. Her big toe was slightly curved inward, and her beautiful toenail remained obediently there. They seemed to sense my ecstatic gaze and shrank back shyly, but I wouldn't let them go.
I stopped and touched the red silk ribbon tied around my mother's waist.
I tugged on the ribbon, confirming that what I held in my hand was real. I heard my mother softly "hmm," and I wondered what she was feeling at that moment.
"Good lad, you have good taste," Lu Qianhuan whispered in my ear.
My heart was filled with ecstasy. Lu Qianhuan's praise, though somewhat inexplicable, made me even more elated.
"Alright, selection complete! Coming-of-age ceremony begins!" Lu Qianhuan shouted.
My heart almost stopped beating. My mother, whom I had longed for day and night, was now naked before me, waiting for me to "pick" her.
I heard the gasps of the women and the shouts of the children. I gritted my teeth, lunged forward, and grabbed my mother's hips. Holding her, she staggered backward, but was finally forced against the wall. I supported her body and slowly laid her down on the mat that had already been laid out on the ground.
I couldn't remove my blindfold, so I couldn't fully see my mother's naked body; I could only peek out through the gap.
First and foremost, I was grateful for my mother's bare feet. Perhaps my mother didn't know that it was her bare feet that betrayed her; otherwise, she might not have been chosen by me and had luckily escaped this ordeal.
I rubbed my mother's straight instep, her toes tightly clustered together like a few frightened little girls embracing. Suddenly, I sucked on her big toe and second toe, carefully licking her slender toes. Her toes moved restlessly in my mouth, my tongue sometimes cradling her big toe like a queen, sometimes pressing it down, licking the smooth nail polish with abandon. My mother's toes
suffered my humiliation; her nails glistened with my saliva. After licking them clean one by one, I ruthlessly abandoned them and moved towards my mother's genitals, continuing my unfinished mission of peeping into her private parts.
This time, there was no dog hair around; my mother belonged to me alone, and I felt extremely proud.
I parted my mother's full labia majora once again, exposing her secret place. Her labia minora were pink and tender, so cute. I licked them wildly again, and my mother couldn't help but make "mmm" sounds. She twisted her lower body, but dared not struggle too much.
My mother was much more obedient this time than last time. I almost laughed out loud. It was all thanks to this damn "coming-of-age" ceremony that my mother was so compliant in letting me do whatever I wanted.
I breathed in the faint, musky scent emanating from my mother's private parts, licking her vulva from bottom to top with my tongue. My sensitive tongue could feel the trembling of my mother's honey pot. After licking a dozen times, I noticed that every time I licked upwards from my mother's little hole, she would tremble slightly.
I stopped to observe carefully and found a small bean above my mother's peach blossom cave, peeking out shyly from the tender skin.
I gently touched my mother's clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Her clitoris trembled violently, like a mimosa plant encountering a child's finger. My mother let out a soft "Ah," shifting her body, unwilling to let the little boy beneath her discover her body's secret.
How could I let this opportunity slip by? I pressed down on my mother's hips, preventing her from escaping. My nimble tongue relentlessly pursued her clitoris. My mother twisted her hips, trying to dodge, but each time her clitoris was captured, she would let out a low, startled "Ah!"
"Ah...ah...ah...um, um..." Her panicked cries gradually turned into soft, muffled moans.
My mother's hips continued to wiggle, but this time she was offering her private parts to my eyes, rubbing her clitoris against my lips.
My mother's repressed arousal made me blush. I thought to myself, "Was this how she used to let Luku do whatever he wanted to her?" I fiercely licked her clitoris like a rattle.
My mother trembled violently, and her clitoris finally broke through the engorgement, erect and throbbing, a trickle of fluid flowing from her opening. I was unaware that my mother had already reached orgasm.
I rolled over and straddled my mother's lap, her deep, secluded cave my target.
I cried out joyfully, "Oh, oh!" clutching the red ribbon tied around her waist, as if I were riding a tamed mare. My mother was powerless to resist and resigned herself to her fate, letting the little boy ride her freely.
Her hands were bound behind her back, making her uncomfortable, so she tried to arch her back to avoid hurting her hands.
This made things easier for me; my mother's posture was as if she were presenting her genitals to me, and I felt a surge of pride, as if
I were standing on a cloud. I thrust my engorged penis wildly into my mother's vulva, finally hitting my target and plunging into her warm, moist honeypot. The moment I entered, my whole body tensed. Oh, this was the paradise of my dreams—warm, slippery, seemingly bottomless.
My mother's beautiful cave was known as the "spiral suction" treasure; even Luku and Leopard Head could only surrender beneath her.
At first, I felt her vagina was spacious, but immediately, the spirals of my mother's vagina contracted again and again, tightly enveloping my penis, sucking it down relentlessly.
I thrust continuously, trying to explore the deeper mysteries of my mother's vagina; at that moment, I only hated that my penis was too short. I thought of Lu Ku's huge penis and couldn't help but grit my teeth. How could I let him enjoy such a beautiful vagina as my mother's?
I heard heavy breathing beside me. I tilted my head back, letting the small slit under the blindfold face forward. Suddenly, I saw a bizarre scene: Lu Qianhuan had already taken off his pants and was facing us, masturbating with one hand on his penis.
This strange scene excited me immensely. I thrust wildly a few times and finally ejaculated my semen into my mother's body for the first time. My mother groaned softly, silently accepting this pool of hot semen.
After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my mother.
"Little Tiger, don't make a sound, you'll get what's coming to you," Lu Qianhuan whispered in my ear.
I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse, nor did I want to know. At this moment, I would accept dying on my mother's body.
Suddenly, a pill was shoved into my mouth. "Swallow it, kid," Lu Qianhuan's voice said.
In a panic, I swallowed the pill, my heart pounding with anxiety.
Soon, my lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, and my penis, as if it had swallowed a leopard's fetus, stood erect. Through the slits of my blindfold, I saw that my penis was thick and large, red and erect, with bulging veins. Was this my penis?
I could hardly recognize it.
I was forced down onto the mat by a pair of hands, and I vaguely saw the same hands lift my mother onto me. Was it Lu Qianhuan? My
mother spread her knees and straddled me in a kneeling position. She moved her hips, her hot vulva moving between my legs, the hot breath making my penis even more excited. I quickly grabbed my penis, which was burning hot.
With a "plop," my mother's vaginal opening finally aligned with my glans. She twisted her body, slowly lowering her hips. She clearly hadn't expected my penis to be so much bigger than before, making her wonder if the boy beneath her was the same one from before. Her
newly tightened vagina was stretched open by the thick penis. In a short time, she had been raped by two boys, and it felt like someone else was rubbing their penis against her back. A wave of lust surged up my mother's head, engulfing her.
My mother shook her head from side to side, her long hair flying wildly. She had completely abandoned all restraint; let this crazy world destroy itself. My mother moaned softly, violently thrusting her hips up and down. Her thick pubic hair rubbed against my lower abdomen, igniting my lust. I finally understood that my mother's dark forest of pubic hair wasn't just beautiful; it could brush right into your heart. My little penis stood erect inside my mother's blooming, beautiful vagina, like a mast standing tall in a stormy sea.
My mother leaned forward, her hands still bound behind her back, so her whole body fell towards me. I quickly used my hands to support her breasts. My
mother's full upper body pressed against my thin arms, and I gritted my teeth to hold on. My mother's movements made my little penis incredibly itchy, and I tried my best to resist, letting my penis act like a large axle, controlling my mother's balance.
Suddenly, my mother twisted, letting out a low moan, and a gush of vaginal fluid poured over my little penis. I cried out in pleasure, my penis throbbing wildly, and finally I ejaculated.
My mother, scalded by my semen, let out a ecstatic scream. She tilted her head back, her body suddenly straightening, holding for a few seconds before collapsing. I stretched out my arms, supporting my mother, letting her rest on top of me.
The "coming-of-age" ceremony was over. Dog Hair and I got dressed and waited at the door for Mom to come down the mountain together. Mom didn't come out for a while. Dog Hair saw that the blush on Mom's face hadn't faded and knew she'd been chosen.
Along the way, the three of us were preoccupied with our own thoughts. Dog Hair was dejected; Mom walked silently with her head down; I, on the other hand, was smug but dared not be too loud, wondering if I should let Mom know that I had chosen her. If she knew, would she hate me or like me instead?

(V)

The "coming-of-age ceremony" completely changed the relationship between Mom, Dog Hair, and me. After Dog Hair understood matters between men and women, he circled around Mom all day like a dog in heat, fawning over her even more.
Dog Hair and I both vied to wash clothes and dishes with Mom. Mom was very suspicious; little did she know we were trying to peek at her pair of large white breasts under her clothes.
Mom didn't change much, except that when walking with us, she no longer walked in the middle but silently followed behind us. Dog Hair and I felt guilty and could only obediently walk in front.
These past few days, the atmosphere in the mountain stronghold has suddenly become tense. I heard from Gou Mao that a big deal is coming up in a few days; a high-ranking official returning home will be passing through Jianjia Valley, thirty miles away. It's said that this official was a notorious corrupt official during his tenure, and this time he's hired the famous Zhenyuan Escort Agency from the capital for his bodyguards. I also heard that the corrupt official has a granddaughter who is incredibly beautiful; if he hadn't been demoted, she would have already married a nobleman from the capital.
Leopard Head has been discussing matters with several leaders in the Hall of Righteousness all day, so he hasn't had time to bother Mother, and Mother has had some rare peace and quiet these past few days.
On this day, the main force of the mountain stronghold finally descended the mountain.
We huddled in the house, waiting for news from down the mountain, not daring to go anywhere.
Yu Niang and Gou Mao, worried about Leopard Head, sat anxiously in the courtyard.
My mother and I sat quietly in the room. My mother, resting her chin on her hand, seemed lost in thought. Was she thinking about her youngest son, Jia Jinwa, back in her hometown? Would
she be shocked if she knew her son was sitting right behind her, wearing a human skin mask and secretly watching her? My mind wandered.
After lunch, we all went back to our rooms to rest.
Suddenly, we were awakened by a commotion. I groggily got up and realized that Gou Mao was gone.
We waited anxiously in the courtyard. Suddenly, Gou Mao stumbled in, crying and wailing, "We've lost! We've lost! There's an ambush of government troops down the mountain!"
Yu Niang was stunned. She trembled and asked, "Where's your father? Where's your father?"
Everything that followed unfolded in chaos.
It turned out that the supposedly returning official from the capital was a trap set by the government. Hundreds of government soldiers were lying in ambush in Jianjia Valley.
Fortunately, Zhang Mu sensed something was wrong, and they weren't completely caught in the ambush.
Even so, the mountain stronghold suffered heavy casualties. Leopard Head and Ox Eye were killed in action, and fewer than ten managed to break through.
The strategist, Deer Eye, with his weak martial arts skills, also died in the chaos.
Yu Niang and Dog Hair cried their hearts out, and Yu Niang even fainted several times.
My mother must have been overwhelmed with mixed emotions at that moment. She was busy taking care of Yu Niang and Dog Hair, and she also shed many tears.
I think my mother was crying for Yu Niang. Leopard Head had treated her so badly; now that he was dead, my mother should be happy.
However, what happened next was even more astonishing.
Tiger Shoulder had always harbored a grudge against Leopard Head. This time, under Donkey Whip's protection, he managed to break through the encirclement and return to the stronghold. To cover up the shame of his defeat, he falsely claimed that Leopard Head had colluded with the enemy and ordered that Leopard Head's family be given to Donkey Whip.
Thus, we inexplicably became Donkey Whip's servants.
That night, Donkey Whip came to our house. I recognized his lewd appearance; it was the same Donkey Whip who had lusted after my mother's beauty when choosing women that day.
Donkey Whip had us set out two chairs for him and his mother to sit on, and then made Yu Niang and Amin kneel before them.
His mother tried to stand up in a panic, but Donkey Whip pressed down on her thigh.
Donkey Whip chuckled, "My beautiful lady, if you're willing to stay with me tonight, they can go back inside.
Otherwise, hehe, they'll just have to kneel here."
This Donkey Whip was cunning; he immediately saw through his mother's soft heart.
His mother hesitated.
Donkey Whip wasn't in a hurry; he drew his long whip from his waist. With a sharp "crack," we were all startled. The whip struck Amin's shoulder, tearing off a large piece of her clothing. A
heart-wrenching scream rang in our ears.
Donkey Whip said, "I know this little slut often bullies you because of her powerful connections, so I'll give her a few more lashes for you."
"Crack, crack, crack," the whip fell repeatedly on Amin's body. Amin convulsed, her scream turning into a wail of pain.
"Stop it, that's enough," Mom couldn't help but say.
Donkey Whip stopped and looked at Mom.
Mom nodded tearfully.
I almost fainted. My God, how could Mom be so foolish? For someone who bullied her all the time, she actually gave in and slept with Donkey Whip?
Donkey Whip dropped the whip, chuckled, and rubbed his hands together.
Mom turned and walked into the house, Donkey Whip quickly following behind.
Dog Hair helped the exhausted Yu Niang into another room.
Amin was still kneeling on the ground, sobbing.
I was annoyed and just wanted to get Amin into the room quickly so I could peek at what Donkey Whip was doing to Mom.
I walked up to Amin. Her upper body was tattered, and her snow-white skin was covered with bloody whip marks. Her whole body was twitching.
I couldn't help but feel a little pity for her. Amin was quite beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn't have been the second one chosen by Leopard Head.
I helped her into the house; she was limp and weak, collapsing onto me, feeling incredibly heavy.
I half-pushed, half-shoved Amin into the room, letting her lie on the bed and continue crying.
After closing the door, I tiptoed to my mother's room and peeked through the small hole in the window.
In the dim candlelight, my mother sat upright on the edge of the bed, while Donkey Whip knelt at her feet, kissing her bare feet incessantly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Damn, this guy is my kindred spirit!
"Zhenniang, do you know how much I've missed you?" Donkey Whip said.
My mother's cheeks flushed slightly, and she remained silent.
"From the night I saw you, your dignified appearance and fairy-like beauty have captivated me."
Donkey Whip kissed the back of my mother's foot and continued his declaration of love, "Later, when Leopard Head made you wear open-crotch pants, my heart ached terribly."
At this point, Donkey Whip and I both glanced at the open-crotch pants between my mother's legs.
Mother's face flushed red, her legs tightly pressed together.
Donkey Whip stared at the patch of black peeking out from between Mother's legs, swallowed hard, and said, "Damn, that Leopard Head is having a good time, doing that to you every day. If it were me, I'd die happy."
Donkey Whip started rambling incoherently, his hands groping Mother's legs.
"Those two lads are always protecting you, not letting anyone peek at your bare bottom, hehe, them? Do you know how many people in the mountain stronghold are hiding nearby, peeking at your bare bottom while touching their own dicks?"
Donkey Whip stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "Bull Eyes, Deer Eyes, and the like go without saying, even that serious-looking Yan Yu, I saw him staring blankly at your butt!"
Mother let out a soft "Ah," clearly surprised.
I felt a pang of frustration; it seemed all my and Dog Hair's efforts had been in vain.
"Hehe, and that little tiger too, following right behind you, his nose practically touching your butt. When you were hunting pheasants in the mountains, oh my, it was hilarious! That little tiger was squatting right next to you, peeking at your exposed butt and you didn't even notice! You were so focused on watching the dog hair hunting pheasants, it was absolutely hilarious!"
Both Mom and I were blushing, inside and outside the house. I felt like I was being pricked by needles, thinking Mom would definitely never let me near her again, and for a moment I wanted to go in and kill Donkey Whip.
Donkey Whip, getting carried away, started groping for Mom's big butt.
Mom knew she couldn't escape tonight, so she obediently let Donkey Whip take off his pants.
Mom revealed her alabaster-white lower body, and Donkey Whip's mouth watered. He made Mom lie face down on the bed, her buttocks sticking out.
Donkey Whip disgustingly licked his mother's buttocks up and down with his long tongue, not even sparing the cleft. He spread her buttocks apart and licked the middle of her buttocks indiscriminately.
His mother couldn't stand his actions and whispered, "Don't lick there, it's dirty."
This was like talking to a brick wall; Donkey Whip wouldn't listen. He pushed his mother down on the bed, unbuttoned her top, and her two mounds of white snow were lazily exposed, her two large nipples standing erect on the snow peaks, like two fully bloomed red snow lotuses.
Donkey Whip's breathing quickened. He quickly stripped off his own clothes, his donkey-like member, blood red and erect, staring angrily at his mother's jade-like body lying on the bed.
Only then did I understand why he was nicknamed Donkey Whip. Despite his thin and skinny appearance, his penis was indeed as large as a donkey's whip!
His mother closed her eyes in fright. Donkey Whip chuckled lewdly, saying, "My beauty, never seen such a big piece of meat before, have you? I'll make you ecstatic in a moment! Hehe."
Donkey Whip's thin, dark body pounced on Mother, who winced in pain, letting out a soft "hmm," before Donkey Whip's lips were sealed with hers.
The two entangled on the bed, the candlelight magnifying their shadows on the wall, and my mind seemed to be instantly filled with shadows as well.
Mother was like a pure white female snake, writhing and twisting beneath Donkey Whip's dark body. Donkey Whip straddled that twisting "white snake," his dog-like paws kneading her breasts, his naked back bouncing like he was riding a galloping wild bull, yet emitting satisfied and pleasurable "oh, oh" sounds.
Finally, Mother, unable to struggle any longer, finally submitted to Donkey Whip's crotch. Donkey Whip rode his docile mare with smug satisfaction, the loud "slap, slap" sounds of their genitals meeting echoing as if Donkey Whip were whipping the horse.
Donkey Whip let out cries of pleasure. Mother's long, flowing hair obscured her face, and I painfully closed my eyes.
For the next two days, Donkey Whip was practically glued to Mother. Mother was spared the humiliation of wearing open-crotch pants, but was forced to become Donkey Whip's tool for sexual gratification.
Yu Niang and Amin were treated like servants, but were spared Donkey Whip's rape.
Donkey Whip's good days lasted only two days. That afternoon, Mother and Donkey Whip stayed in the room, not coming out.
Dog Hair and I bit our lips until they bled, but there was nothing we could do.
In the middle of the night, we were jolted awake and ran outside. We saw several fiery dragons leaping wildly up the mountain, accompanied by shouts of battle and cries of pain: "Run! The government troops are coming up the mountain!"
Gou Mao and I, our hands and feet ice-cold, ran back into the house. We saw Yu Niang and Amin already running into the yard, their clothes disheveled. Gou Mao shouted hoarsely, "Mom, let's run! The government troops are coming!"
Yu Niang hurriedly went inside and grabbed a bundle; it seemed she had come prepared.
Gou Mao wanted to go to his mother and Donkey Whip's room to call them, but Yu Niang shrieked, "Gou Mao, let's run! The government soldiers will behead us if they catch us! Forget about that harlot!"
Gou Mao glanced at his mother's room, hesitated for a moment, and was then dragged away by Yu Niang. Amin hurriedly followed behind.
Suddenly, I was the only one left standing in the yard, the shouts of the government soldiers seeming to grow ever closer.
I ran to my mother's room, banging on the door and shouting, "Run! The soldiers are coming!"
There was no response from inside. I panicked and pushed the door open with all my might. It wasn't even locked;
I pushed it open easily. I couldn't stop myself and stumbled into the room.
The scene before me made my eyes widen in disbelief.
My mother was kneeling naked on Donkey Whip's back, the long, black whip binding her, coiled around her snow-white body like a vicious venomous snake. My
mother's face was flushed, her starry eyes half-closed, her lips slightly parted, as if she had fallen into a semi-conscious state. She was crying, her long, black hair flying wildly, her body heaving rapidly. I could clearly see Donkey Whip's ugly, childlike penis, its veins bulging, thrusting in and out of my mother's snow-white buttocks, each thrust revealing her tender, pink flesh.
My mother's silvery-white vaginal fluid gushed out continuously, flowing over the donkey's penis, washing over its dark shaft like soapy water.
I had never seen such a lewd scene before; my mind was in complete chaos.
With each thrust of the donkey's penis, my mother let out a long groan. Her dark pubic hair was now sticky with his semen, resembling clumps of seaweed.
The donkey's crab-like fingers were twisting my mother's large nipples. I saw them twisted into pretzel shapes. My mother cried out, yet she responded even more forcefully to the thrusts.
My mother's nipples looked at me helplessly between his fingers, then suddenly they were pinched hard by his sharp nails.
"Ah..." My mother let out a long, heart-wrenching groan.
My mind went blank, and I screamed inwardly, "I must save my mother, save her breasts!"
I thought of the scene I had rehearsed countless times in my mind over the past two days.
I went to the corner of the house and took out a large stick that Gou Mao and I usually hid there. Turning around, I saw Donkey Whip, oblivious to his impending doom,
tilting his head back and biting one of Mother's nipples. Mother screamed in pain, jerking her head back, her long, black hair whipping in the air. She stretched out her snow-white neck, clearly in agony.
I was consumed by rage, and with a sudden burst of strength, I swung the stick and struck Donkey Whip's thin back. A dull thud was heard, and Donkey Whip collapsed to the ground without a sound.
Afraid he would retaliate, I grabbed the stick and began to beat him wildly on the head and body.
Mother noticed something was wrong, opened her eyes, and cried out in alarm, "Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"
The whip bound Mother, preventing her from stopping my vengeful violence!
I struck her a few more times before throwing down the stick and lifting Mother off Donkey Whip.
I watched as Donkey Whip's long penis slowly slid out of my mother's vagina. When their genitals separated, there was a muffled "plop," and Donkey Whip's large, fleshy member lay limp and lifeless between his legs.
My mother let out a dejected groan, her gaze still lingering on Donkey Whip's lower body.
I didn't care anymore. I hastily grabbed a few clothes and draped them over my mother, then half-pushed, half-carried her as we ran outside, shouting, "Run! The government troops are coming! They'll all be beheaded!"
My mother was slightly more lucid by then, and I pushed her away against her will. I saw her turn back, gazing longingly at the unconscious Donkey Whip lying on the ground, and a surge of anger welled up inside me.
I led my mother to a cave I had discovered while playing with Dog Hair, and we hid there. Once inside, I pushed a large rock to block the entrance.
This cave had a back entrance, carved into the mountainside, offering a panoramic view of the mountain stronghold's training ground.
At that time, only a few torches dotted the mountainside, making it almost impossible to see anything.
My mother was sobbing softly beside me. I was too exhausted to care about anything else and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, light streamed in from the back entrance of the cave; it was already daylight.
I saw my mother slumped in a corner of the cave, a long robe draped over her shoulders.
I went over and helped her untie the whip binding her. My mother woke up and let me do as I pleased, her expression blank
. After the whip was removed, she tightened her robe and remained huddled in the corner, silent.
Did she still resent me for knocking out the donkey with the whip last night? Just as I was wondering what to do, a commotion suddenly erupted outside.
I climbed to the back entrance of the cave and peered out.
I saw a group of soldiers escorting several people merrily up the hillside in the distance. Because they were too far away, I couldn't see who they were.
Suddenly, I heard warm breath behind my ear. I turned around and saw my mother beside me, looking down.
I felt a surge of relief, thinking that my mother had finally returned to normal.
The soldiers approached, and my mother and I held our breath, afraid of being discovered.
Suddenly, I recognized Gou Mao, Yu Niang, and Amin being escorted. I was so shocked I almost cried out, but then I heard my mother let out a soft gasp.
I quickly pulled back and lay on the ground, too afraid to move.
After a while, when there was no movement, I dared to get up and look outside.
Late at night, I walked along the mountain path in the dark, my mother following behind me, distraught. The scene we had witnessed during the day
still haunted us. One of the leaders of the soldiers during the day was none other than my mother's former lover, Lu Ku! My mother was overjoyed when she saw him, thinking that Lu Ku had come to rescue her from the lion's den and that she wanted to go out and recognize him.
But what happened next froze my mother's heart.
Lu Ku led the way in raping Yu Niang and Amin on the hillside. Gou Mao tried to resist but was brutally beaten by Lu Ku and the soldiers, and we didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Seeing her once tender lover transformed into a monster, my mother's last hope vanished, and she collapsed into my arms.
We finally endured the night, but hungry and frightened, we couldn't stay in the cave any longer. So, under cover of darkness, we descended the mountain from the back.
We didn't encounter a single soldier along the way, but as we neared the foot of the mountain, a dark figure suddenly darted past us. My mother and I huddled together, terrified.
The figure returned, vaguely resembling a person. He lowered his voice and said, "Little Tiger, is that you?"
"Yes...it's me," I stammered, recognizing the voice. "
I'm Lu Qianhuan. You weren't captured by the soldiers, were you?"
Lu Qianhuan carried a large, heavy bag, its contents unknown.
My mother and I had no choice but to follow him down the mountain. Finding us too slow, Lu Qianhuan carried my mother on his back, the bag in his arms, and used his light-footed skills to move with surprising speed.
Several times along the way, I couldn't keep up, my heart pounding with anxiety and fear that Lu Qianhuan would carry my mother away. Fortunately, Lu Qianhuan always waited for me ahead.
The Yandang Mountains seemed endless; we walked for a day and a night, gathering wild fruits and hunting pheasants and rabbits to fill our stomachs when we were hungry, traversing countless mountain paths. Several times I almost couldn't go on, but the sight of Gou Mao being brutally beaten instilled immense fear in me, terrified that if I couldn't keep up, I would be captured by the cruel soldiers.
Of course, what motivated me most to get up and keep going was my mother. I knew that if Lu Qianhuan wouldn't wait for me for long, and if I collapsed, I would lose my dearest mother.
Occasionally, my mother would turn back to look at me with worry from Lu Qianhuan's back, and that was enough to make me grit my teeth and keep going!
Finally, after passing through a forest, the view opened up before us, and we could vaguely see a few small houses. I vaguely heard Lu Qianhuan say, "We're here."
My tense nerves instantly relaxed, and I collapsed to the ground.
These few small houses were where Lu Qianhuan used to live, and now they became our refuge.
After resting on the mountain for a few days, Lu Qianhuan went down the mountain and returned that evening, bringing back many daily necessities and some clothes for my mother and me.
He also brought back news that the mountain stronghold had been completely destroyed; all the men had been beheaded, and the women had been forced into prostitution.
My mother and I were terrified.
It wasn't until later that I learned this was just a lie Lu Qianhuan made up to prevent us from escaping.
The next day, Lu Qianhuan busied himself preparing essentials for our future "new home," and my mother and I helped.
While working, my mother gradually overcame the fear and anxiety she had felt when she fled the stronghold, and her complexion regained its rosy hue.
That day, Lu Qianhuan went into the forest to hunt game, and my mother sat by the window, lost in thought. I had to find a topic to talk about, pretending to be confused, and asked her why she had fainted in the cave that day.
At first, Mom blushed and refused to speak, but later, perhaps wanting someone to confide in, she told me, "That soldier leader, Luku, is from my hometown. I've met him a few times. I thought I was saved that day, but I never imagined he'd be such a beast."
Although I knew she wasn't telling the whole truth, I pretended to understand.
Mom thought of Gou Mao and Yu Niang and couldn't help but burst into tears; I remembered how kind they had been to me and cried along with her.
After crying, I felt a little better, and I chatted idly with Mom.
Mom worriedly told me about her eldest daughter, Jia Ping'er, back on the mountain, and hoped Luku would consider our shared hometown and not make things difficult for her.
Mom had probably been suppressing her feelings for too long on the mountain, with no one to confide in, and now she treated me as her best listener, telling me all her troubles.
When she spoke of her youngest son, Jia Jinwa, back home, Mom's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face again.
I whispered words of comfort to my mother, secretly pleased. It seemed that I—Jia Jinwa—was still the most important person in her heart.
After that day's heart-to-heart talk, the distance between my mother and me seemed to have narrowed considerably. Now, in my mother's world, Lu Ku had changed, Leopard Head was dead, Gou Mao and Donkey Whip were likely dead, and Yu Niang, Amin, her daughter, and son were missing. The person my mother was closest to now was me—Little Tiger.
That evening, Lu Qianhuan hunted a lot of game and returned home laden with his spoils. My mother and I happily prepared a delicious meal, and the three of us enjoyed a hearty feast.
After dinner, Lu Qianhuan called my mother and me into the house.
"Zhenniang, this time you were able to escape from the mountain stronghold and avoid becoming a prostitute. It's all thanks to Little Tiger. How will you thank him?" Lu Qianhuan said something unexpected.
My mother glanced at me, unsure of Lu Qianhuan's meaning, and didn't answer.
"Haha, let me tell you the truth, back in the mountain stronghold, it was Little Tiger and you who were paired up for the 'coming-of-age ceremony,' so..." Lu Qianhuan paused, looking at my mother and me with great pleasure, and continued, "I want to match you two up and have you get married on this mountain."
I was a little annoyed. I hadn't expected Lu Qianhuan to tell my mother my secret without my consent. The relationship I had painstakingly built with my mother during the day was going to go down the drain again. As for his marriage proposal, my heart was pounding uncontrollably. I was going to marry my mother? This was what I had always dreamed of!
I glanced at my mother; she had her head down, and I couldn't tell if she was worried or annoyed.
"So, Zhenniang, you don't have any objections, do you?" Lu Qianhuan pressed my mother.
My mother didn't answer immediately. For a while, none of the three of us spoke, and we could hear each other breathing.
After a while, Mother raised her head and said, "You two saved my life; I can never repay your kindness. Before I was taken to the mountain stronghold, I had already remarried once. Although I don't know where that man is now, I can't just remarry." She paused, then continued, "Besides, I'm much older than Xiaohuzi; this is probably not suitable."
Her voice was soft, but her tone was firm. After saying this, she turned her head away, refusing to look at me and Lu Qianhuan again, clearly regarding us as accomplices.
I was extremely frustrated; not only had Mother rejected me, but she also considered me an accomplice of Lu Qianhuan.
Lu Qianhuan chuckled dryly and said, "There are only the three of us on the mountain now. The authorities have put us all on the wanted list, and we probably won't dare to come down the mountain for the rest of our lives. I'm already over sixty, so it doesn't bother me. But you, hehe, how are you going to survive these decades on the mountain?"
Seeing that his mother didn't react, Lu Qianhuan became a little angry and said, "Zhenniang, do you know that back in the mountain stronghold, even Hujian was afraid of me? No one dared to disobey me!"
His mother still didn't move.
Lu Qianhuan flew into a rage and slapped his mother across the face with a crisp "smack.
" His mother cried out softly and fell face down on the bed.
I saw his mother's slender hands pressing painfully on the mat, supporting her trembling body, and my heart ached.
Lu Qianhuan revealed his hideous face; I simply couldn't believe that he was the same white-haired, youthful-looking old man who had been laughing and joking during the day.
Lu Qianhuan said fiercely to his mother, "You have no say here. You have to do what I say."
He grabbed her hair and yanked her off the bed. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips parted vacantly, and a trace of blood clung to the corner of her mouth.
With a "rip," Lu Qianhuan tore his mother's brand-new yellow floral dress in two.
This dress was a gift from Lu Qianhuan to his mother when he came down the mountain that day. His mother loved this simple and elegant dress and had worn it every day for the past few days, expressing her gratitude to Lu Qianhuan in her conversations with me.
He never imagined that this dress would be so ruthlessly torn to shreds tonight. Seeing the silent tears streaming down his mother's face, my heart ached. I knew her heart must be broken too.
His mother's own cotton bra was also ripped off in a few quick movements, exposing her large breasts. Her head hung low, like two wounded little white rabbits.
My mother didn't resist, nor did she try to cover her body; she just let the tears flow freely. Her last glimmer of hope for the future shattered in that moment.
"Little Tiger, what are you daydreaming about! Take off your clothes and get on top of me!" Lu Qianhuan's roar jolted me from my daze.
My heart was filled with endless sorrow for my mother's tragic fate; I had no desire for that.
I lowered my head, remaining silent.
"Fine!" Lu Qianhuan roared, "You're rebelling against me too? You've rebelled! I was blind to have rescued you! I should have let the soldiers arrest you, behead you, and force you into prostitution!"
Lu Qianhuan grew angrier with each word. He pushed my mother onto the bed, grabbed my collar with one hand, and glared at me fiercely, saying, "You're going to do it today, whether you like it or not!"
With a swift movement, he pushed me onto my mother. Her full body bore my weight, so I felt no pain.
I looked up and saw my mother's two round nipples looking at me, so peaceful and serene.
The bitterness in my heart transformed into boundless rage towards Lu Qianhuan. He had ruthlessly hurt my mother, ruthlessly shattered her beautiful hopes for life!
I turned and stood in front of my mother, spreading my small arms, and howled at Lu Qianhuan, "Lu Qianhuan, you heartless, depraved deer! With me here, you won't hurt Zhenniang again today!"
Lu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment by my insult; he clearly didn't believe I dared to curse him like that.
But he immediately reacted, his anger turning into a vicious laugh: "Fine, fine, fine! You little brat have guts! Depraved deer, haha... Good, it's been thirty years since anyone dared to curse me like that to my face. Today I'll show you just how depraved I really am!"
Lu Qianhuan rushed forward, slapping me off the bed, his demonic hands reaching for my mother's chest.
The slap made my vision blur, and it took me a while to regain my senses. I saw Lu Qianhuan's withered hands kneading my mother's snow-white breasts, her soft breasts helplessly being molded into various shapes under his grasp.
I was consumed by rage, wanting to scream, but only a low growl escaped my throat. I lunged forward, grabbing Lu Qianhuan's leg and dragging him backward.
Lu Qianhuan kicked me away. I got up and lunged again.
I don't know how many times I lunged, how many times I was knocked away. I only felt the whole room shaking, and Lu Qianhuan's angry curses echoed in my ears. Every part of my body ached terribly, but only a single belief—the belief that I couldn't let my mother be violated by Lu Qianhuan—supported me as I lunged again and again.
After yet another time when I didn't know if I was kicked or knocked away, my heart burned like fire. I struggled to get up, but I couldn't.
How was I still alive?
In a hazy state, I saw Lu Qianhuan walking towards me. I propped myself up, my head drooping to one side, thinking, "Am I going to die now? Die at the hands of this lecherous deer." Mother… Oh, a wave of bitterness washed over me.
Suddenly, a figure blocked my way—it was my mother!
She was completely naked, kneeling before Lu Qianhuan, pleading, "Please, don't hit him anymore! He's just a child!"
My consciousness was fading. Before I passed out, I heard Lu Qianhuan say, "Fine, I'll spare you today…" The voice grew fainter and fainter.
In my dream, it sounded like someone was feeding me porridge—was it my mother?
It felt like a needle pricking my arm, like a bee stinging me. It also sounded like Lu Qianhuan's voice: "Boy, I won't let you die like this. You're a treasure, hehehe…"
When I slowly awoke, I found myself standing, a strange sensation. I moved slightly and realized my hands and body were firmly bound to a pillar.
I opened my eyes and saw my mother sitting on the opposite bed, completely naked, anxiously watching me. Seeing me awake, her furrowed brow relaxed with delight, and she said softly, "Little Tiger, you're awake?"
I hummed in response, took a few deep breaths, and felt no pain. Suddenly, I realized I was also completely naked. Knowing my mother was watching, I instinctively shifted my body, trying to find a place to hide.
"Hahaha," came Lu Qianhuan's triumphant laughter.
I turned my head and saw him sitting in a grand chair beside me.
"You've been unconscious for three days. It's all thanks to Zhenniang taking care of you," Lu Qianhuan said.
Three days? I didn't react immediately. Seeing my mother naked, what had that lecherous deer done to her these past three days?
I glared at Lu Qianhuan.
“Don’t worry, I won’t force you,” Lu Qianhuan said. “These past three days, I’ve only had Zhenniang take care of you naked; I haven’t touched a single hair on her head.” As he spoke, Lu Qianhuan’s lewd gaze swept over my mother’s genitals.
My mother’s face flushed slightly, and she involuntarily squeezed her legs together.
I looked at my mother in confusion, and she nodded, her face still red. It seemed that the lewd deer was telling the truth.
I couldn’t help but look at Lu Qianhuan again in confusion. What was he planning to do?
“Hmph,” Lu Qianhuan saw my confusion and said, “You two refuse to get married, yet you’re desperately protecting each other. It’s really strange.”
“Well then,” Lu Qianhuan continued, “I’ve come up with an idea. I’ll tie you to this pillar. As long as you don’t touch each other all day, I’ll let you go. These rooms are yours too. From now on, you can do whatever you want; it’s none of my business.”
“What if I do touch her?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“If I do touch her, hehe, then Zhenniang will have to obey me and stay with me every night,” Lu Qianhuan said lewdly.
Just as I was about to refute him, a surge of heat rushed from my lower abdomen, strong and intense, straight to my head. I felt a burning
sensation all over my body. Looking down, I was startled – my penis was rock hard! My penis had become incredibly large. I remembered this situation was very similar to that day at my "coming-of-age ceremony." It seemed Lu Qianhuan had given me some kind of pill, and I became like this. Could it be…?
I turned to look at Lu Qianhuan, only to see him with a wicked grin. I knew I was right. Anger surged within me, and I said, "Lu Qianhuan, what kind of drug did you give me this time?!"
"Oh, a drug? Yes, I did. You were so badly injured, I was very remorseful, so of course I had to give you good medicine. Things like Deer Fetus Tendon-Changing Pills, Leopard Waist Spring-Welcoming Pills, Three Snakes Angry Whip Pills… lots of powerful tonics, I'll make you eat them like food.
If you don't believe me, ask Zhenniang; she sent them to you with porridge." Lu Qianhuan said innocently.
Just hearing the names of these pills, I knew they were powerful aphrodisiacs. I heard my mother say, "You, you told me those were healing pills, how could they be this kind of medicine?"
"Haha, you don't understand. If it weren't for these miraculous healing medicines, Xiaohuzi's injuries wouldn't have healed so quickly. Look at him now, he's like nothing happened, but his thing down there is still a bit restless, haha..." Seeing my angry look, Lu Qianhuan laughed triumphantly.
My body was burning with pain, and I wanted to scream.
I saw my mother steal a glance at my genitals, and immediately lower her head in embarrassment.
I was secretly alarmed. If this continued, wouldn't I be falling right into Lu Qianhuan's trap?
Seeing me gritting my teeth and enduring the pain, Lu Qianhuan muttered to himself, "Actually, these medicines aren't anything special, but with the bee sting I gave you this morning, your injuries should be completely healed. But, cough..."
I stubbornly ignored him.
But then I heard my mother say, "But what?"
Seeing someone answer, Lu Qianhuan said smugly, "But these medicines have serious side effects. They cause internal heat, and it's a kind of evil heat." As he spoke, Lu Qianhuan glanced at my penis with a grin, and continued, "If this heat isn't released within a few hours, Little Tiger will be consumed by evil fire. At that time, cough..."
Lu Qianhuan paused, seeing that my mother and I were listening intently, and said with satisfaction, "Cough, poor thing, his organs will be burned, and he'll be confused, maybe even become an idiot."
"Ah..."
I heard my mother gasp.
This Lu Qianhuan, how vicious! He's clearly trying to frame us!
"There are still about two hours left. It seems you don't want to touch it. Sigh, then we'll just have to let Zhenniang stay on the mountain to take care of you, you idiot."
"Lu Qianhuan, I'd rather become an idiot than let you succeed!" I felt like the fire was burning in my chest, but I still gritted my teeth and said.
“Hey, you have quite a few words, already know what ‘success’ means at such a young age. Too bad, you’re about to become an idiot.”
Mom was restless on the bed. Suddenly, she got off and walked to Lu Qianhuan.
Before Mom could speak, Lu Qianhuan stopped her, saying, “Don’t beg me, beg yourselves. The way to save him is simple: let him vent. But, hehe, people who have taken those kinds of drugs usually don’t vent easily.”
Mom didn’t know what to do, anxiously looking at Lu Qianhuan, then at me.
“Zhenniang, no, don’t give in to this lewd deer.” My throat felt like it was on fire. After struggling to utter these words, I lowered my head and gasped for breath.
I felt the flames burning my head; I couldn’t breathe. I stretched my neck, making “huffing” sounds from my throat.
Suddenly, a cool sensation came from my lower body, and the raging flames subsided slightly.
I became more alert and looked down. I saw that my mother was kneeling at my feet, my erect penis pressed against her raised chin. She sobbed softly, tears streaming down my burning shaft, turning into a refreshing sensation.
Her slender fingers pinched my penis, and she slightly parted her lips.
I had never hated my own manhood so much. It was now a dark, engorged black, the glans as large as a hard-boiled egg, glistening with a purplish sheen, utterly menacing, right in front of her mouth.
"No…!" With a scream, my mother took my glans into her mouth.
The pent-up fire within me slowly melted away in her warm mouth. I couldn't think straight; an unparalleled pleasure overwhelmed me.
My mother skillfully sucked and stroked my penis, the burning desire within me slowly receding, finally settling on my shaft.
A gentle lick from her tongue sent a shiver of pleasure through me, but I still didn't ejaculate.
Mom was clearly getting anxious. She was probably still thinking about what Lu Qianhuan had said: if I couldn't ejaculate, I'd become an idiot.
Mom no longer cared about being reserved; she sped up, persistently sucking on my penis.
Ah, so good. Mom's pearly teeth gently scraped against my glans, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.
My mother's tongue deftly teased my glans, swirling like a tiny earthworm, sending shivers down my spine.
I suddenly remembered that my mother had apparently performed oral sex with Luku before, and a surge of jealousy mixed with a strange, vengeful pleasure welled up inside me.
I looked down and saw my mother's long hair cascading down, obscuring her face; I could barely see anything.
"Oh, Zhenniang..." My last vestiges of consciousness prevented me from uttering the word "Mother." "Look up and let me see your face,"
my mother said shyly, but she slowly released my penis.
Her long, black hair cascaded down her back as she tossed it, looking up at me.
Her eyes were glazed, her face flushed crimson, clearly aroused. Her lips were slightly parted, a trace of clear liquid still clinging to the corner—my semen, perhaps?
Remembering the poignant beauty of my mother's face when blood trickled from her lips that day, my penis hardened again, giving her a raised salute. My mother's face flushed even more.
"Zhenniang, kiss me..."
Mother's face flushed crimson. She gently parted her fragrant lips, her plump red lips blooming like a peony at the tip of my glans.
So beautiful, I sighed from the bottom of my heart. "Oh..." Mother's lips parted again, allowing my glans to slowly slide in.
Mother's moist red lips slowly swallowed my penis, my throbbing member gradually surrendering beneath her soft lips, disappearing, disappearing, until the shaft was gone. Mother's pearly teeth gently bit my base, the vas deferens at the front of my penis feeling her slight pressure. My penis throbbed a few times in Mother's mouth, entwining with her tongue, a sudden inspiration shooting from the tip of my penis straight to my brain.
In an instant, I erupted like a volcano!
That moment was so brief, yet so long. I kept contracting my penis, wanting to offer all my essence to Mother.
It took me a while to recover from the numbness in my brain. I saw my mother slumped on the ground, her snow-white body exposed, my thick semen still clinging to her lips.
A series of harsh claps rang out. "What a wonderful scene."
I turned to look at Lu Qianhuan and found that he had also taken off his clothes at some point, his red penis hanging down, as if he had just masturbated.
I realized that this perverted Lu Qianhuan needed to watch my mother and me have sex to reach his climax.
But I didn't have time to care about that. At that moment, I just wanted to hold my mother and comfort her wounded heart.

(VI)

My mother and I completely lost in this unfair gamble designed by Lu Qianhuan.
That night, Lu Qianhuan took my mother into the room. My mother looked back at me sadly, but I was helpless.
Unexpectedly, Lu Qianhuan also called me into his room. I didn't know what trick he was going to play, but I was really worried about my mother, so I followed them into the room.
Lu Qianhuan sat in the armchair, holding my mother in his arms, his hand slipping inside her clothes, shamelessly kneading her breasts.
My mother shifted uncomfortably in his arms, moaning, "No..." but she couldn't break free from Lu Qianhuan's strong embrace.
My eyes were bloodshot, but I was powerless.
Lu Qianhuan looked at my mother and me, humiliated, with a smug expression, saying, "This is what you lost the bet on, don't blame me." As he spoke, he tightened his grip, and my mother groaned in pain, not knowing where he had pinched her.
I lowered my head, unable to bear seeing my mother humiliated in Lu Qianhuan's arms; I could only blame myself for being so useless.
"However, I'll still leave you with a choice," Lu Qianhuan said, "Zhenniang, would you rather spend every night with me or with Xiaohuzi?"
I could hardly believe my ears, as if I had seen a ray of light in the darkness.
My mother's breasts, skillfully teased by Lu Qianhuan, writhed in his arms, she breathed heavily, not answering Lu Qianhuan's question.
I was terrified that Mom would be bewitched by Lu Qianhuan's methods. At this moment, I'd agree to never touch her again, even if it meant every night from now on.
"Hmm..." Mom's black robe suddenly fell halfway down, revealing most of her snow-white breasts. Lu Qianhuan's nimble fingers teased her rosy nipples in turn.
"Tell me quickly, do you want me or Little Tiger? Looking at you like this, you probably can't live without me, can you?" Lu Qianhuan said, lewdly flicking Mom's bright red nipple hard with his finger.
"Ah..." Mom gasped softly, tilting her head back, her slender neck outstretched like a startled swan. Her erect nipples, like proud red plum blossoms in the snow, bloomed defiantly in the cold wind.
Mom clearly didn't want me to see her humiliated. She turned her body towards Lu Qianhuan, her back to me.
Then, Mom slowly extended her right hand behind her, her slender index finger slightly raised, pointing directly in my direction.
I was overjoyed. Was this real? Mom had chosen me?
"Hahaha," Lu Qianhuan laughed triumphantly, "That's more like it! I, Lu Qianhuan, never force anyone. I'll grant your wish tonight!"
Lu Qianhuan carried my mother to the bed and laughed, "But you must make love in front of me. Xiaohuzi is still a child, and I'm worried he'll overindulge and harm his health."
My mother and I exchanged a glance, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. But we had no other choice.
I climbed onto my mother's bed, and Lu Qianhuan sat on the chair beside us, watching us with great interest.
My longing for my mother's body finally overcame the humiliation of being spied on. I thought back to the coming-of-age ceremony in the mountain village, wasn't Lu Qianhuan watching from the sidelines in the same way? Now it was just a different form; my mother and I weren't blindfolded.
I carefully undressed my mother completely, spreading her legs to reveal her swollen, purplish vulva. The fine hairs on her labia majora seemed to beckon to me.
I lowered my head and took a deep breath between my mother's legs. The faint, familiar scent of her vulva completely intoxicated me.
I buried my head in my mother's genitals and gently licked her vulva. This was the best way I could repay my mother for absorbing the toxins from my body during the day.
"Tiger, no..." my mother whispered.
Although her voice was soft, I heard her clearly. The "Little" in my alias "Little Tiger" had been omitted by my mother. Did this mean that my status in my mother's heart had also changed?
A strange feeling of emotion welled up inside me, and I buried my head even deeper. My mother's mysterious private parts kept tempting me to commit crimes, and I couldn't extricate myself.
After a while, under my diligent cultivation, my mother let out a low moan.
When I raised my head, there was some of my mother's vaginal fluid on the tip of my nose. Because Lu Qianhuan was next to me, I wiped the fluid away embarrassedly. Out of
the corner of my eye, I saw that Lu Qianhuan had already taken out his penis and was masturbating.
I glanced at my mother. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were slightly closed. She had probably already seen Lu Qianhuan's grotesque behavior.
Although I had seen Lu Qianhuan in this state twice before, this was the first time my mother had seen it, and she must have been quite surprised.
I smiled wryly, thinking that it was better to let him see than to hand my mother over to him.
My mother's legs were slightly parted, and I had already pried open a crack in her deep vulva. My lust was aroused again, and I decided to explore the mysteries of my mother's paradise once more.
I spread my mother's legs as wide as possible, opening her vulva as much as possible. The strange sight between my mother's legs made me hold my breath.
Under my mother's dark pubic hair, her purple labia were wide open, already soaked. Her little mouth opened and closed, sometimes wriggling, sometimes quietly opening, as if whispering.
At this moment, that annoying Lu Qianhuan also came over and squinted at my mother's beautiful vulva, looking lustful.
My mother seemed a little shy from being stared at. She pulled her legs back, her two white, radish-like thighs raised high and pressed tightly together, her already engorged vulva still protruding lasciviously between her thighs, facing me directly.
At this moment, I could see that my mother's vulva was closed, but the labia minora were squeezed out, like a tender piece of flesh spit out by a clam between the labia majora.
Lu Qianhuan, standing beside me, swallowed hard.
I was afraid that he would break his promise and preemptively enjoy the beauty between my mother's legs. I quickly leaned over, hugged my mother's legs, and, not caring about embarrassing myself in front of Lu Qianhuan, I stuck out my long tongue and licked my mother's vulva from bottom to top. My mother's vulva was plump and tender, and it felt very comfortable to lick.
After a while, my mother's closed legs slowly opened towards me again, and I saw that my mother's honey hole was already overflowing with lustful fluid.
Seeing my mother's lustful appearance, I was burning with desire, took off my clothes, and my little penis was already standing tall. Without the stimulation of Lu Qianhuan's aphrodisiac, my penis returned to its natural state, slender and white, completely unlike its dark, shiny, and powerful appearance during the day.
I couldn't help but steal a glance at Lu Qianhuan's manhood; although its erection wasn't as hard, it was much longer and thicker than mine.
At that moment, I wished I could take a few more aphrodisiac pills to enlarge my penis, but I knew I couldn't take too many of those things.
I sighed and saw my mother looking at my penis with a half-smile. My face turned red to my ears, and I angrily thrust my little meat stick into my mother's honey hole.
"Oh..." my mother gasped softly, seemingly startled, and opened her legs to welcome my little meat stick, which greatly satisfied my vanity. My mother's garden path was already extremely muddy, and my little mudfish darted into her little hole in no time.
My mother's little hole was a spacious hall for my little mudfish, and I rampaged around inside, quite domineeringly.
But soon my little mudfish wouldn't be so easy going in and out. Mom's "spiral suction" orifice was no joke; the inner walls tightened in circles, the layers of wrinkles like Tu Xingsun's binding rope, binding my little penis.
Tu Xingsun? Why did I think of him? The short guy in the Investiture of the Gods, who apparently plotted to seduce a beautiful woman named Deng Chanyu and eventually married her.
When I read the Investiture of the Gods, I envied the short guy's good fortune with women the most. Now, lying on top of Mom, I finally experienced the short guy's pleasure.
I was indescribably happy, looking up to see Mom with her eyes slightly closed, letting out soft moans with my thrusts, filling me with satisfaction.
If I could keep making love with Mom like this until I grew up, what a heavenly life that would be!
I thrust a few more times, Mom's tender orifice gripping me so tightly that my bones felt weak and my little penis throbbed wildly, finally surrendering to Mom.
I lay motionless on top of my mother, who opened her arms and pulled me into her embrace.
Lying on her full breasts, I felt a sense of peace, thinking I would never leave her warm embrace again. With that thought, I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I was still in my mother's arms, and she was already awake, looking at me tenderly.
After our naked encounter last night, my mother had accepted me completely, both psychologically and physically.
She told me that after I fell asleep last night, Lu Qianhuan hadn't bothered us but had gone to sleep in another room.
I didn't know whether to hate or be grateful to Lu Qianhuan.
After breakfast, I asked Lu Qianhuan if I could go to the forest with my mother to pick some wild fruit. Lu Qianhuan smiled mysteriously
and agreed. My mother blushed and lowered her head, offering no objection.
Having just invaded the sacred realm of my mother's heart, I was filled with endless curiosity about her body.
My mother was still wearing that loose black robe. I held her smooth little hand and skipped along, my heart pounding with excitement.
When we reached the dense forest, I threw down my basket of wild fruit and rushed to hug my mother. She gave a soft "Mmm..." and opened her arms to embrace me.
I only reached her chest, so I hugged her waist and pressed her against a large tree. My
mother stroked my head and said, "Tiger, Jinwa, the youngest son from Zhenniang's hometown, is just as tall as you."
I looked up at my mother, who gazed at me with loving eyes.
A sudden urge surged within me to tell her that I was her Jinwa, but the patience I had cultivated over the long years in the mountain village held me back.
If my mother knew I was her son, Jia Jinwa, the consequences would be unimaginable.
I grinned mischievously at my mother and said, "Zhenniang, just think of me as your son Jinwa. Now little Jinwa wants to see Mommy's little pussy."
As I spoke, I untied my mother's belt.
My mother couldn't bear my lewd teasing. Her cheeks flushed red, and she scolded me, "Tiger, don't!" She gripped her belt with one hand and pressed down on my shoulder with the other, pushing me away.
Her slightly angry expression was breathtakingly beautiful. I regretted my earlier impulsiveness, yet was thankful I hadn't told her the truth about me, Jia Jinwa.
Playing hard to get, I took a step back from her push, grabbed her hand, and shook it, pleading, "Zhenniang, I'm sorry, don't be angry. After a while, I'll go back to your hometown with you to find your Jinwa, okay?"
My mother couldn't resist my pleading, and besides, I was her only hope at the moment. She sighed, loosened her grip on the belt, and her robe slowly opened.
Underneath her robe, she wore nothing, and I immediately saw her dark, inverted triangle of pubic hair.
My mother felt a little flustered by my intense gaze. She squeezed her legs together and said in a trembling voice, "Tiger, take it slow. Be gentle with Zhenniang."
I casually agreed and plunged into my mother's lower body, making the most intimate contact with her pubic hair.
Suddenly, everything went dark. My mother had put her robe back on, and I was now hidden beneath it, completely out of the light. I could hear her giggling above me, saying, "I'll put you in your cage, you naughty little chick!"
I was incredibly excited. As a child, I loved peeking at my mother's body from under the covers.
I nuzzled my head against her thick pubic hair, and soon her giggles turned into muffled moans.
After a while of this, both of us were aroused. I sat down on the floor, and my mother knelt on either side of my thighs. She grabbed my throbbing penis and slowly lowered her hips, obediently placing it inside her "cage."
Now, without Lu Qianhuan in the way, my mother and I were fully enjoying our union.
My mother was much more alluring than the night before. She removed her black robe, and her voluptuous, snow-white body made me feel somewhat inferior. My mother chuckled and pressed my head between her breasts.
Because I was below, and held tightly by my mother, I couldn't move at all. My mother sat up and down, her vagina happily playing with my penis, making "squeak, squeak, squeak" sounds.
I never expected my mother to be so unrestrained in releasing her desires. I was happy to enjoy it. All I could do was hold my mother's full breasts, sucking and admiring them. I believed that my mother's two big peaches were bigger and sweeter than the Queen Mother's peaches that Sun Wukong stole when he made havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
My mother's genitals were pressed very tightly against mine. Her furry pubic hair rubbed against my genitals, making me feel unbearably itchy.
I licked my mother's nipples, which were wide open like bull's eyes. Suddenly, my mother pressed my head hard against her breast. My mouth was forced open wide and stuffed into my mother's nipple. I instinctively bit my mother's big nipple with my teeth.
"Mmm...mmm..." Mom grabbed my hair, letting out a muffled moan from deep in her throat. Her body twisted and turned, her wetness around me burning hot, and suddenly a surge of heat poured over my penis.
This feeling was similar to when Mom used to bathe me as a child, pouring hot water from the basin over my head at the end. Back then, Mom and I would always laugh happily. But
now I couldn't laugh. My mouth was blocked by Mom's breasts, and my penis shuddered from the heat, ejaculating wildly. Mom, who had been burying her head on my shoulder, was now like a puppet on strings, her body stiffening as she arched her back and moaned softly.
I endured Mom's wild movements, holding my penis erect until I released the last drop of semen.
It took a while for Mom to collapse, panting softly. She lovingly held me in her arms and said, "Tiger, that felt so good. I never expected you to be so capable at such a young age.
It was wonderful." I was quite surprised that my usually dignified and quiet mother would utter such lewd words. Thinking back to her wild behavior earlier, I realized that she was probably using this passionate indulgence to escape the nightmare-like shadows that had haunted her since being kidnapped to the mountain stronghold.
After resting for a long time, we finally got up and dressed. Looking at Mom's flushed and radiant face, I regretted not having seen her expression when she reached her climax.
My mother, embarrassed by my gaze, covered her face with her hands and playfully scolded, "Tiger, what mischief are you up to now!"
I chuckled foolishly and said, "Zhenniang, I regret not seeing your pretty face during your orgasm."
My mother lowered her hands, her face flushed. She pointed a finger at my forehead and said, "You're so ungrateful! There's plenty of time for you to see."
With her burdens lifted, my mother revealed her girlish charm, and my heart leaped with joy. Looking at her fair wrists, accentuated by her black robes, I couldn't help but swallow hard. Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed her hand and said, "Zhenniang, I want to see it now."
"Sure, but now… are you sure you can handle it?" My mother, seeing my dazed expression, burst out laughing and ran away.
"Oh, Zhenniang, you tricked me! I'll catch you and spank you!" I laughed as I chased after her.
Our joyful laughter echoed through the primeval forests of the Yandang Mountains.

(VII)

In my heart, my mother is both my mother and my lover. But what about in my mother's heart? She now completely regards me as her little lover. What would she feel if she knew that I am actually her son, Jia Jinwa? I dare not imagine.
Since my mother and I made love in the forest, our relationship has deepened. My mother and I sleep together every night, and the small house on Yandang Mountain has become our paradise.
Every few nights, Lu Qianhuan would come to our room to "check on" whether my mother and I were getting along well in bed. Since he indirectly facilitated my mother and me's relationship, we gradually became less resistant to him.
On the contrary, every time Lu Qianhuan watched my mother and me make love, it gave me a strange sense of excitement. As for my mother, although she was very seductive when we made love alone, she was still indifferent when Lu Qianhuan was present. She was obviously not used to having someone watching her during sex.
Lu Qianhuan gradually grew tired of masturbating alone. He took on the role of a sex instructor, teaching my mother and me some bedroom secrets, such as the Yin-Yang balance technique, absorbing Yang to replenish Yin, and absorbing Yin to replenish Yang.
The most practical were the sexual positions he taught us, such as "Dragon Turns Tiger Step" and "Ape Wrestles Cicada Attaches." While teaching these positions, Lu Qianhuan would sometimes adjust our movements himself, always secretly touching my mother's buttocks and scratching her pubic hair. I saw his penis twitching as he performed these movements, which was quite ridiculous.
In fact, if Lu Qianhuan wanted to force my mother to submit to him, my mother and I would have no ability to resist. The only explanation for his watching us have sex and secretly touching my mother's body to obtain pleasure is that he has this fetish.
My mother and I could only endure Lu Qianhuan's little actions, thankfully he didn't go any further.
Some of the names of those positions were very descriptive, while others were completely pretentious. For example, there's this "tiger step," which my mother told me is called "old man pushing a cart" in our hometown; and then there's this "phoenix soaring," but honestly, I've never seen a phoenix fly. I saw my mother lying face up, her pale legs bent and open, and I thought "frog leg raise" would be a more fitting name.
Once, my mother and I were having sex in the most traditional position, what Lu Qianhuan called "dragon flip." I was kneeling between her legs, enjoying myself immensely, when suddenly I noticed her moans were a little off. I turned around and saw that Lu Qianhuan had secretly climbed onto the bed and was lying at my mother's feet, his penis probing between her toes.
Seeing his impatient manner, I couldn't help but laugh and cry.
I stopped, rolled over, and sat down next to my mother. Lu Qianhuan's face turned red, somewhat embarrassed.
My mother's face also turned red, a little flustered.
But then, her maternal love manifested itself once more in Lu Qianhuan. She lifted her right foot and gently placed it on Lu Qianhuan's penis, which rested between her big toe and second toe. Her toes deftly gripped the glans, her slightly upturned toenail teasing the opening of his penis, eliciting hoarse "ah, ah" sounds from him. Suddenly, Lu Qianhuan
pressed his hands tightly against his penis, his lower body convulsing, and he ejaculated profusely.
"Thank you, Zhenniang," Lu Qianhuan said, collapsing at his mother's feet after his release.
I think Lu Qianhuan's bedroom techniques might really be effective; otherwise, he wouldn't be so vigorous even in his sixties.
Under Lu Qianhuan's theory of yin and yang harmony, my mother and I were in perfect harmony. My mother, in particular, radiated a mature and voluptuous beauty.
We've consumed quite a few of Lu Qianhuan's various secret-recipe pills. Lu Qianhuan confidently assured us that his pills were extracted from the essence of plants and animals, making them top-grade tonics.
That day, Lu Qianhuan took my mother and me up the mountain, saying he had set traps to capture rare birds and beasts for his medicinal concoctions.
The three of us hid behind a thicket of trees, watching for any wild animals falling into Lu Qianhuan's traps.
After half a day, not even a pheasant appeared. Lu Qianhuan was getting a little embarrassed. He told us to stay put and not move, lest we accidentally fall into a trap or encounter wild animals. He then went to drive some wild animals towards the trap area.
Lu Qianhuan vanished in a few strides, leaving only my mother and me behind the bushes.
My mother and I exchanged a smile, clearly remembering the hunting trip with Gou Mao in the mountain stronghold.
Thinking that my mother treated Gou Mao much better than me back then, I felt a pang of sadness and reached out to touch my mother's waist.
My mother actually pushed me away, saying softly, "Tiger, no, you might scare the wild animals, it's not a joke."
She turned and looked into the woods. I was annoyed by her sudden rejection.
But then I remembered the moment she turned away, her eyes seemed to glisten with tears. Could it be… could it be that she remembered Dog Hair?
It must be! She must have remembered Dog Hair catching pheasants for her!
I was seething with hatred. So what if she could catch pheasants? In the end, she was captured by the soldiers, maybe even beheaded. I thought viciously.
My mother only had two sets of clothes to change into on the mountain, and today she was wearing that large black robe again. Afraid of getting her clothes dirty, she was squatting on the ground, her large buttocks showing a large, curved outline under the robe, with a thin slit appearing and disappearing in the middle.
She only had one pair of underwear; was she not wearing any under her robe today?
Never mind, I'm going to rape her right here, and make her beg for mercy under my body, let's see if she still wants Dog Hair. I was lost in thought.
My mother remained oblivious to me, silently gazing outside.
I was furious and ashamed, my heart aching, tears welling in my eyes. How could my mother treat me like this!
I gritted my teeth and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. I thought to myself, "Since you treat me like this, don't blame me for being rough."
I fiercely yanked up my mother's robe. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. That slut, she was thinking about dog hair with her bare bottom exposed!
I tried to justify my actions. My mother's large buttocks, under the dark robe, were like snow-capped peaks, dazzlingly white.
Before I could even admire them properly, my mother pulled the robe down. She turned around and pleaded with me, "Dog hair, no, not now, okay?"
"Dog hair? What did you call me? Call me Dog hair!" I screamed like a madwoman. Looking at the tear tracks on my mother's face, I finally understood that she had indeed been thinking about that damned dog hair!
Knowing she was in the wrong, my mother remained silent.
I desperately wanted to turn and run away, but the image of my mother's large, white buttocks, which had made my heart race, was deeply imprinted in my mind, making it impossible for me to move.
Never mind, I'd just do it.
I frantically tried to lift my mother's black robe again, but she resisted, pulling it down to prevent me from succeeding.
Part of her robe was lifted, revealing the tip of her tender white buttocks, which only tempted me to continue my rampage.
I tried several times but couldn't get it up. Actually, I didn't dare to pull hard, because I knew my mother cherished her clothes; last time, when Lu Qianhuan tore them, her eyes were still red when she sewed them the next day.
I had to give up tearing her robe, but this left a burning desire inside me.
With a "howl," I pounced on my mother like a little wolf.
She leaned forward, forced to brace herself with her hands.
I felt incredibly smug, sniffing the air, and pulled her now-defenseless robe up to her waist, her buttocks once again completely exposed to the air.
By this time, Mom could barely maintain her balance, and she had to kneel on the ground in a horse-like position.
I lay behind her, kissing her round, plump buttocks with abandon. Although I had licked every inch of her skin before, this time it excited me the most. "
Serves you right, you want dog hair, serve you right," I thought bitterly as I kissed her.
I pressed my cheek against her buttocks; it felt so good. Her other buttock was round like a bun, changing shape under my hands like kneading dough.
I skillfully parted her buttocks, exposing her vulva. Then I heard Mom's soft sobs. I hesitated slightly, but the sight of her large, tender vulva made me forget all thought.
Mom's thick labia majora were tightly closed, as if expressing their owner's feelings. I didn't care about anything else; with a drooling face, I leaned in and licked Mom's plump labia.
The fine hairs on Mom's labia pricked my lips, as if silently protesting. It was like offering my warm face to my mother's cold backside; I felt a slight bitterness in my heart.
I painstakingly spread my mother's legs, finally managing to open her labia majora a crack. I was about to lean over and lick her again, but my mother closed her legs again, and her labia majora closed as well.
Although I could achieve the same result by prying open her labia majora with my fingers, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?
My mother's current position naturally reminded me of the "tiger stance," or the old man pushing the cart. I took off my pants, and for some reason, my little penis was also acting up today, drooping its head.
Even you're giving me attitude? I got angry, picked up my little penis and brought it to my mother's buttocks.
My mother's warm and soft buttocks immediately made my little penis head throb with blood, and I forgot everything else, only wanting to rush into my mother's vagina.
Because I'm still small, I could only adopt a semi-standing position so that my little penis could reach my mother's vaginal opening.
After rubbing against my mother's entrance for a while, my little penis finally squeezed in. The mother's vagina was very dry, clearly indicating that she did not welcome this uninvited guest.
Fortunately, Mom's pussy was always quite spacious for my little penis at first. After a few thrusts, Mom's pussy slowly became wet. The "spiral suction" of her vagina betrayed Mom's will, tightly gripping my penis.
I was quite happy with the thrusting. Lu Qianhuan had said that the advantage of the Tiger Step position was that the penis could be inserted to the very root, and the direction of penetration was opposite to the usual direction, making it particularly stimulating. It
felt so good. I pressed down on Mom's buttocks, watching my little penis move in and out between her buttocks. With each thrust, Mom's buttocks were flattened by my movements; when I pulled out, Mom's buttocks trembled and bounced out, while only the glans of my penis was hidden inside Mom's buttocks, the rest of it exposed, somewhat like Mom was defecating.
I couldn't help but laugh. I peeked over and saw that Mom's breasts were drooping, appearing larger and more pointed than when she was standing or lying down.
I lay on Mom's back and reached out to touch Mom's breasts. For some reason, at this moment, I felt a little afraid to defile Mom's breasts.
I could only play with my mother's nipples a few times before giving up.
Suddenly, I remembered the "old man pushing a cart"
pose, so I reached down and grabbed my mother's ankles. "Old man pushing a cart" was more vivid than "tiger's stride"; my mother's slender ankles were like the handlebars. I moved my hands from her ankles to her soles, grasping her perfect arches.
My mother's delicate feet further aroused my lust. I thrust in and out wildly, my penis plunging and striking upwards, over a hundred times, thoroughly enjoying myself.
The only drawback was that my mother didn't moan or beg for mercy as usual; she was still sobbing softly.
I was completely blinded by lust at this moment, because… because my penis felt so incredibly good!
I gently pressed each of my mother's long toes in turn, like plucking strings, feeling indescribably blissful. Although I couldn't see my mother's beautiful face, being able to play with her long toes while having intercourse with her was extremely pleasurable.
Suddenly, my little penis felt numb, and I couldn't help but thrust deeply several times, ejaculating violently, leaving another mark of evil inside my mother's uterus.
I lay on my mother's buttocks, savoring the pleasure from before. After a while, I withdrew my now limp penis, reluctantly letting go of my mother's toes, and stood up.
My mother's buttocks were a mess. She didn't wipe them, but silently pulled down her robe to cover her lower body.
Watching my mother get up and walk back without a word, I realized something was wrong and felt a little regretful. What should I do?

(VIII)

My mother and I returned to the hut one after the other, and neither of us spoke much.
After a long time, Lu Qianhuan returned. He looked somewhat flustered and didn't bring any prey.
The three of us were preoccupied with our own thoughts. We ate dinner hastily and went back to our rooms to rest.
Lying in bed that night, my mother had her back to me. I wanted to apologize to her, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. In a daze, I thought my mother sighed. My mind was blank, and I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Lu Qianhuan told me to go down the mountain to buy daily necessities. The nearest town was twenty li away, and he usually went there himself.
I was very reluctant and said, "Didn't you say the soldiers down the mountain are still after us? My martial arts are poor; if we run into them, we won't be able to escape."
Lu Qianhuan chuckled dryly, "Why would the soldiers be after a young girl and a young man? I made that up to deceive you, afraid you'd go down the mountain on your own."
My mother and I looked at him in surprise. Lu Qianhuan seemed flustered and said, "Hurry down the mountain; the mountain path is difficult. After you buy the things, stay in town for the night and come back tomorrow."
I was half-believing, half-doubting, but I accepted the silver Lu Qianhuan gave me.
I really didn't want to leave my mother. I glanced at her; she was also looking at me with worry. Our eyes met, and my mother quickly lowered her head.
I knew that although my mother was angry with me, she still cared about me.
Lu Qianhuan kept urging me to set off, so I had no choice but to tuck away the silver, take some dry food and a pot of water, and silently descend the mountain.
After walking a dozen steps, I looked back and saw my mother leaning against the doorframe, staring blankly at me.
A wave of sadness washed over me. I waved goodbye to my mother, hardened my heart, and turned to continue on my way.
Because I was unfamiliar with the road, it was already evening when I reached the town. I hurriedly bought salt, grain, and other supplies, and it was almost dark.
Even with my courage, I dared not walk the mountain path at night, so I had to find an inn in the town to stay overnight.
The next day, I got up early, ate breakfast, and hurriedly set off back.
Thinking of my mother seeing me off when I left, a strange shadow always lingered in my heart.
Although I knew the way back, because it was uphill and I was carrying heavy things on my shoulders, I didn't go much faster.
I was young and weak, and I had to rest several times along the way. Each time, I remembered that my mother was still waiting for me in the house, and I struggled to get up and continue walking back.
In the afternoon, I finally saw my house in the distance, but Mom wasn't waiting for me at the door.
I noticed some small trees by the roadside were leaning and crooked, and I thought,
"They weren't like this when I left." My heart skipped a beat. Had something really happened?
Some unknown force made me start running. The house got closer and closer, but there was still no sound.
Finally, I reached it. The area in front of the house was a mess; someone had clearly been there. My heart ached for Mom. I dropped the bundle on my back and rushed into the house. It was empty, and the inside was in chaos.
I panicked. Had Lu Qianhuan kidnapped Mom?
The thought that I might never see her again made me run out of the house like a madman, screaming at the top of my lungs towards the vast mountains: "Mom, Mom…!"
I could no longer hide my love for Mom; hot tears streamed down my face.
I screamed until my voice was hoarse before stopping, burying my head in my hands and collapsing to the ground.
After crying for a while, I slowly calmed down. Thinking that less than two days had passed between my descent and return, even if my mother had been taken away by Lu Qianhuan, she couldn't have gone too far.
I wiped away my tears, gritted my teeth, and headed towards the forest on the opposite side of the path I had come from, determined to find my mother no matter what. After
walking for a while in the forest, I suddenly heard a sound coming from the woods to the south.
I was excited and followed the sound. I remembered that there was a large meadow at the edge of the southern woods, connecting to the other side of the forest.
The sound grew clearer, and upon closer listening, it sounded like the moans of a man and woman making love.
I was anxious, wondering if Lu Qianhuan and my mother were doing that kind of thing here?
The trees gradually thinned out, and I could vaguely see the meadow through the dense bushes.
I wanted to scream, but a growing sense of fear made me restrain myself.
I saw two pale figures in the afternoon sunlight. Hiding behind the bushes, I slowly moved forward.
The one on top was a man, handsome and tall, clearly not Lu Qianhuan.
But the woman beneath him, lying naked, was none other than my mother!
A wave of anger washed over me, and my vision blurred. I had gone to such lengths to find this place, only to find my mother having sex with another man!
I impulsively wanted to leap out and shout at her, demanding to know why!
But as soon as I poked my head out, my body went numb, and I couldn't move.
I was forced to lower myself, and I heard someone whisper in my ear, "Tiger, don't rush, this show isn't over yet."
It was Lu Qianhuan's voice. My eyes widened in fury; he must have grabbed a man from somewhere and was playing this perverted game again!
Lu Qianhuan seemed to know what I was thinking and whispered in my ear with a smile, "Don't overthink it. Take a closer look at who that man is." He paused, then said, "It's Yan Qi." "
Hehe, his thirty years of virginity training, finally broken by Zhenniang today, it wasn't in vain." Lu Qianhuan chuckled smugly.
I was startled and looked closely. The man's face was turned towards us, and it was indeed Yan Qi, the most handsome man in the mountain stronghold!
How did Yan Qi end up here? I was utterly puzzled.
But I saw my mother being held by the ankles, her white legs raised high. Yan Qi was growling softly, his strong buttocks taut, thrusting back and forth against my mother. The sound of their genitals meeting was loud and clear.
How could the usually serious Yan Qi have become like this? How did he cultivate his thirty years of virginity training?
Hearing Lu Qianhuan's sinister laughter, I suddenly understood. It must be his aphrodisiac again!
With her hands bound behind her back, Mother was powerless to resist. Her long legs, like two large flags, were held straight by Yan Qi!
Mother gasped for breath as Yan Qi relentlessly pressed forward, causing her breasts to roll back and forth like two snowballs.
Yan Qi's thrusts grew faster and faster, his voice increasingly urgent.
Then Lu Qianhuan said, "It's time. Don't waste his thirty years of virginity."
In a flash, Lu Qianhuan leaped forward. In
the blink of an eye, she was behind them, swiftly striking Yan Qi's "essence-stimulating acupoint" on his waist.
Yan Qi, affected, let out a low growl, moving his hands from Mother's legs to her waist. Suddenly, Yan Qi twisted and fell onto the lawn, Mother being lifted up.
I clearly saw that their genitals didn't separate during this violent movement; only a long, glistening section of Yan Qi's penis was exposed as he rolled over.
As Mother sat down, that section of Yan Qi's penis plunged back into her body. A muffled groan escaped from the mother's lips.
Yan Qi roared, his thirty years of virgin energy erupting like a volcano!
The mother, sitting on Yan Qi, was jolted upwards by this surge of yang energy, but Yan Qi's penis remained firmly attached to her vulva, forcing her to slowly fall back down to endure the next impact.
Because her hands were bound, she couldn't maintain her balance, and each time she was ejaculated, she arched her back, her full breasts heaving up and down.
Lu Qianhuan rushed forward, his hands tracing the deep grooves of the mother's bare back, rapidly tapping from top to bottom.
The mother trembled violently from the tapping, letting out soft moans, "Ah...ah..."
After finishing his round, Lu Qianhuan laughed as if he had accomplished a masterpiece: "Hahaha...hahaha, Yan Qi, you never thought your thirty years of virgin yang energy would be extracted like this! Hahaha..."
Suddenly, a glint of light shot from between Yan Qi's fingers, striking Lu Qianhuan squarely in the throat. Lu Qianhuan's laughter abruptly stopped. He clutched his throat, making "uh, uh" sounds, and slowly fell backward.
At this moment, the height at which Mom bounced on Yan Qi gradually decreased until it stopped completely. She slowly slumped forward onto Yan Qi.
I stared dumbfounded at the scene unfolding before me, hardly believing my eyes.
It wasn't until I saw Yan Qi's penis slowly slide out of Mom's vagina that I snapped out of my daze. I saw Mom twisting her large hips, rubbing her vaginal opening against Yan Qi's soft glans, as if she was reluctant to part with Yan Qi's precious possession.
But Yan Qi's penis was clearly unable to get erect again, squeezed by Mom's vagina like a writhing earthworm, unable to penetrate the gentle embrace it had just shared.
In a panic, I suddenly realized I could move again. I stood up, my legs numb from squatting.
I walked over to the three of them and saw Yan Qi with his eyes open, but he was barely breathing. He whispered, "Zhenniang, back in the mountain stronghold, I admired your beauty and character, but I was too proud to pursue you, and I couldn't bear to lose my virginity. Today, I've avenged my brothers in the stronghold, and I can enjoy myself with you to my heart's content. I have no regrets even if I die."
He let out a long breath, his head tilted to the side, as if he were sleeping with a smile.
I helped my mother up and sat her on the grass. She wept bitterly in my arms.
The sun was setting when my mother and I walked back to the house together. I took a hoe, intending to go back to the grass to bury Yan Qi and Lu Qianhuan, but my mother insisted on coming with me, so I had to agree.
That night, my mother told me the whole story under the lamplight.
It turned out that Lu Qianhuan had returned in a panic that day because he had discovered Yan Qi had found this place. He had sent me down the mountain to facilitate his "honey trap."
Knowing he was no match for Yan Qi, Lu Qianhuan had stripped my mother naked beforehand, tied her up, and made her lie on the grass.
Lu Qianhuan fought Yan Qi on the road and inside the house, slowly leading him to this place, planting poisoned needles along the way.
However, Lu Qianhuan didn't have any potent poison, so he only coated the needles with an extremely strong aphrodisiac. Even
after being poisoned, Yan Qi still couldn't fight back against Lu Qianhuan until Lu Qianhuan led him to the grassy area.
Seeing his mother's naked body, Yan Qi knew he would lose control that day, and he angrily denounced Lu Qianhuan's shamelessness. He also recounted Lu Qianhuan's past crimes of betraying the mountain stronghold, killing Hu Jian, and stealing the stronghold's jewels.
At this point, the aphrodisiac in Yan Qi's body was beginning to take effect, and Lu Qianhuan, not daring to take the risk, feigned an attack and fled the grassy area.
Yan Qi was too weak to chase any further; the aphrodisiac was about to take effect, and before him was the woman he loved. Perhaps it was Yan Qi's last gamble, but to lure Lu Qianhuan out, he finally slept with his mother.
I saw what happened afterward.
After my mother finished speaking, we hugged tightly. That night, my mother and I felt we couldn't live without each other.
We rested on the mountain for a few more days, and I wanted to stay there with my mother forever. But my mother didn't want to; she thought of Jia Jinwa from our hometown and Jia Ping'er, whose whereabouts were unknown.
Helpless and afraid to tell her I was Jia Jinwa, I had no choice but to retrieve the gold and jewels Lu Qianhuan had hidden. I picked out a few ingots to carry with me and buried the rest behind the house.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, my mother, fearing recognition upon returning home, bought a veil to make her appear even more radiant. I was stunned by her beauty. My mother lightly scolded me, saying, "Hurry up, you fool, won't you see enough of me later?"
Feeling sweet inside, I hired a carriage and headed home.
Jiajia Village remained unchanged. As soon as I entered, I asked someone about Lu Ting's family. I remembered his name was Jia De; he certainly wouldn't recognize me.
Jia De told me that Lu Ting's newlywed widow, Chen Shuzhen, had committed adultery with his brother, Lu Ku, and was subsequently drowned in a pig cage and kidnapped by bandits. Several young women and married women in the village were also abducted, and several died. Lu Ting, filled with shame and unable to hold his head high in the village, died soon after.
Not long ago, Lu Ku returned to the village. I heard that he had wiped out the bandit stronghold and had been promoted to an official position. Even Chen Shuzhen's daughter, Jia Ping'er, had been taken as his concubine.
I think Mother must have felt even more hatred for Lu Ku after hearing this. I heard Mother ask Jia De, "What about that child, Jia Jinwa? Have you heard anything about him?"
Jia De was a little surprised that this woman dressed like a noblewoman knew the name Jia Jinwa, but after I gave him some silver coins, he honestly said, "Jia Jinwa disappeared after the bandits left."
He probably felt that this explanation was not enough to justify the silver coins I gave him, so he added, "Jia Ren and Chen Shuzhen's house is still empty. Because Lu Ku became an official, no one dares to occupy their house."
Mother looked lost and stood there. I told Mother to stay in the carriage and asked Jia De to take me to find the village elders.
I told them that I wanted to buy a house to live in. Jia De, having been prompted by me beforehand, chimed in, saying that we should sell Jia Ren's house to them, since no one was living there now.
The old people hesitated at first, but after I took out the money, they all agreed and even hired a group of people to clean and wash the house.
That evening, when my mother and I moved in, the house was spotless.
But my mother didn't seem happy. I knew she was thinking of Jia Jinwa, but I didn't know how to comfort her.
Seeing that all the furniture was still there, she was overcome with emotion and silently shed two tears.
I took my mother into her old room. The bed was still the same, but the mat had been replaced, and the quilt was brand new—I had paid for it during the day.
I stared blankly at the bed. On this bed, Lu Ting had once been impotent in front of my mother; on this bed, my mother had also committed adultery with Lu Ku.
"Tiger, hold me," my mother said, sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting her veil and looking at me pleadingly with her beautiful, sorrowful face.
My mother must have been filled with helplessness and uncertainty about the future. I felt pity for her and held her tightly. "Zhenniang, don't be sad, I'm here with you," I said.
My mother's breathing quickened in my arms, her hot body writhing. Although my chest wasn't broad enough, at this moment, she must have felt her most reliable support.
Was it the bed beneath her that reminded her of her affair with Luku, thus arousing her desire?
I didn't know, but her hazy eyes told me how much she needed my comfort, my presence.
I reached out to unbutton her clothes, but she blocked me, her breath quickening as she said, "Huzi, no."
I was startled, but saw a fire flickering in her eyes. I knew she was searching for the beautiful feeling of her first tryst with Luku.
Her repressed desire excited me instantly, and I felt a tent rise in my pants.
"Mmm..." she groaned softly, her gaze falling on my trousers.
She was increasingly lost in her own imagination. I simply pulled down my pants, and my penis sprang out, fierce and imposing, even I felt it had grown considerably, possessing some of Luku's former power.
"Ah..." Mom gasped, covering her face with her hands.
I couldn't resist her teasing any longer and pounced on her, pinning her to the bed.
Mom struggled half-heartedly, but her clothes were still stripped off piece by piece.
Standing on the bed, looking at Mom lying at my feet like a white lamb, I felt incredibly proud. I was finally the master of Mom's bed.
I took off my clothes and was about to pounce on her again when Mom raised her foot and pressed it against my chest.
Mom's toes trembled slightly, like feathers rustling in the wind.
I felt a surge of tenderness and grasped Mom's delicate foot. Mom tried to pull away, but I held it tightly.
Mom curled up at my feet, shy like a girl experiencing first love.
Had Mom lost all hope for her son, Jia Jinwa, and placed her hopes only on me? Was this change in mindset giving her a sense of starting over?
Or was Mom hoping to alleviate her pain of losing her child in this strange way?
Mom's perfect, natural feet temporarily made me abandon these wild thoughts.
My mother's long big toes were the strongest; every time I pressed them down, they would spring back defiantly, playfully staring at me, making me want to kiss them several times.
I wasn't like Luku when we first slept together, a naive young man. After playing with my mother's beautiful feet for a while, I ruthlessly separated them. While my mother was feeling disappointed, I thrust in, penetrating her deeply.
No foreplay, no caresses; my penis savagely tried to pry open my mother's vagina. My mother cried out in alarm, writhing beneath me like a giant white python. But when my penis plunged deep into her vagina, all movement ceased.
My mother held me tightly, and I could feel her nails digging into my back.
I liked to ponder my mother's feelings at any moment. What was she feeling now? Had she regained the feelings she had when Luku took her virginity?
I wanted to see my mother's expression at this moment—were her eyes tightly closed, or was she staring blankly at the ceiling?
I tried to sit up, but my mother held me down tightly.
I lost my temper and began to thrust roughly, making my mother moan beneath me.
She moaned, "Mmm, mmm..." as her "spiral suction" gripped my penis tighter and tighter.
I roared, "Zhenniang, forget the past! Everything from now on must start anew!"
"Ah..." My mother let out a long scream, clearly feeling utterly naked before me after I exposed her secrets.
"Tiger, you're bad!...Oh...you're so bad!...In the mountain stronghold...you touched my buttocks...you blindfolded me...you raped me in the woods...wooo..." With each rhythmic thrust, my mother cried and moaned: "...You haven't had enough of my body..."
"Mmm...you're going to steal my heart too...ooh...you greedy devil...oh..."
With a long moan from my mother, I thrust hard, sending a thick stream of semen deep into her womb.
Tonight, both my mother and I were particularly sexually aroused. Soon after, we made love again, and finally, my mother adopted her favorite woman-on-top position, riding on top of me, and we climaxed once more.
For a long time after the revelry, neither of us slept.
Suddenly, I heard my mother say apologetically, "Tiger, could you sleep next door tonight? I want to be alone for the night." "
Although I was unhappy, I still obeyed my mother. I silently got out of bed, picked up my clothes, and went to the next room.
That was the room I—Jia Jinwa—used to be in.
The crack in the wooden planks was still the same. I lay on the bed and looked through the crack.
In my mother's room, the dim candlelight was still on. My mother was naked, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.
My mother stood up, and her large, round buttocks made me erect again. Tonight was so exciting.
Tomorrow night I must use the doggy style and fuck my mother's big buttocks hard," I thought to myself.
My mother opened a drawer and took out something.
I looked closely, and it was..." Were these the shoes Mom embroidered for me before she was arrested? The little tiger heads on the shoes were finished, only the soles were left unfinished.
I saw Mom clutching the shoes to her chest, sobbing silently.
I slumped down. So Mom still couldn't forget Jia Jinwa.
In Mom's heart, my current identity, Tiger, might just be her beloved little lover, but it could never replace her son's place in her heart.
My heart sank. Watching Mom's slightly trembling back next door, I wondered if I should tell her my true identity tomorrow?
Tell her I was Jia Jinwa, the one who used to hide next door, peeping at her naked body countless times?

[The End]

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