The Women in My Family (Part 3)

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My Family's Women (Part 3)

As the saying goes, nothing stays secret forever. As my father's cuckoldry intensified, he
began to suspect something. However, most of his male colleagues were having affairs with my mother, only
talking about her body with great enthusiasm behind his back, while remaining serious in front of him. The real
problem was that my 46-year-old mother became pregnant, and my father had been using
condoms with her, usually only once or twice a month. It was easy for my father to know that the child wasn't his.
The men who were having sex with my mother only cared about having sex, not about contraception, and almost none of them were willing
to use condoms when raping her, for the simple reason that it was more pleasurable without one. Therefore, to avoid getting
pregnant and being discovered by my father, my mother had to take oral contraceptives long-term. Combined with the constant lubrication of semen,
my mother's body gradually became fuller, with increased subcutaneous fat, fair skin, tender flesh, and prominent,
erect nipples. The side effects included occasional lower back pain and irregular periods, sometimes
only occurring every two or three months, and rarely being unable to entertain guests during her period. No one knew why she was pregnant
. Perhaps the birth control pills failed, or perhaps she forgot to take them. Because her periods
were irregular, by the time she realized her large belly wasn't due to weight gain or missing periods, and it wasn't
menopause, a check-up at her aunt's hospital revealed the baby was already six months along. Worse still,
the doctor said she was too weak, the baby was too large, and an abortion would be life-threatening; she
could only rest and wait for delivery!
Director Wen knew about my mother's pregnancy before my father. He still took her to the mahjong table as usual
, allowing others to play with her, but the difference was that he always told them beforehand that she was pregnant, instructing them to "go ahead and fuck her,
loosen her cunt so she can give birth easily." When my mother was naked and being fucked, her protruding belly was very obvious.
Several times I saw my heavily pregnant mother sitting naked on the ground sucking men's penises, instead of
squatting or kneeling as before. I also saw her struggling to straddle men
's laps with her round belly, the men using her increasing weight to achieve deep penetration.
I was worried that the baby in my mom's belly might be hurt by a penis. My mom's breasts had enlarged during her pregnancy
, and her nipples were big, dark, and shiny. By the time she was eight months pregnant, my mom could no longer hide it.
That night, my dad came home, and in the middle of the night, we could faintly hear my mom sobbing in my parents' room. The next morning,
my dad was gone. A few days later, my mom took me and moved back to my maternal grandparents' county. Later, I heard that
my parents had divorced, and my dad had quit his job and gone to the south.
Two months after returning to my parents' home, my mom went to the hospital, and a week later, my maternal grandmother returned with only my mom.
My grandmother said that the baby was stillborn. Although the baby died, my mom's breasts
started to secrete milk on time. My mom felt her breasts were swollen and painful, and despite my grandmother's advice, she expressed the milk.
At first, there was only a small bowl a day, which I drank. Later, there was more and more, and she had to
express . My maternal grandparents, me, and I couldn't drink it all, so my mom drank it herself. My mother tried
many folk remedies and herbal medicines to stop lactation, but the milk just wouldn't stop; in fact, it kept increasing. Eventually, she had to express milk
three times : once in the morning, once around 3 or 4 pm, and once before bed. Each time,
she could express a large bowlful. If she didn't express milk on time, she would be in excruciating pain, so she had no choice but
to let it be. After resting for a few months, with the help of my cousin, my mother got a job
teaching middle school math at a middle school in the county town. My mother and I moved to a small house not far from her school.
Every afternoon, my mother would sneak back home and hide in her room to express milk into bottles. I also transferred to
the middle school where my mother taught. During this time, I no longer had the opportunity to observe her sex life. In fact,
she didn't have a sex life. My grandparents tried to introduce her to potential partners several times, but she refused.
My mother, having just given birth, looked even more youthful and charming than her younger self. My mom's figure is now slightly fuller
, but she hasn't changed much. The excess fat around her waist isn't obvious, highlighting her ample hips and
her breasts, which are now fuller and more milky than before. Her skin is fair and delicate, with only a few fine crow's feet lines on her face. Combined with
her crescent-shaped eyes and small nose, she exudes the charm of a mature woman. Although
my mom is very careful about her clothing at home, I've found that if I pay attention, I can still catch glimpses of her private parts.
For example, she usually doesn't wear a bra at home in the summer. Her nipples are now large and erect, and their color remains
the same as when she was pregnant. If she's only wearing a white shirt or a round-neck t-shirt, you can vaguely see
her two large, dark nipples. Of course, I can't stare at her breasts. I can only pretend to look elsewhere and
glance at them every few seconds, trying to prolong the time she unintentionally reveals herself. If she happens to be wearing a sleeveless
top or dress, and I stand at a suitable angle to her side and slightly behind, I can see most of one
breast and the upper part of the nipple. At that moment, seeing her full, grape-like nipples
makes me erect.
With no one else at home, I found it easy to peek at my mother showering. There was
a slanted air vent in the lower half of the bathroom door. While she showered, I held my breath and
peered through the vent. The bright bathroom light illuminated her full, mature, milky-white body.
All I could see were her two dazzlingly white, bare buttocks. The hot water washed over her breasts,
widening her dark areolas to their maximum size. When she bent over, her trembling breasts and long,
dark nipples dangled in front of her chest. Occasionally, she would turn to face the door, and I would
anxiously wait for her to discover me, while simultaneously seizing the opportunity to admire her long-unseen genitals. Her legs
were , and I could only vaguely see the small mound on her lower abdomen covered by dark hair; the area below the mound
was hidden in shadow, a far cry from the bustling scene of her past, receiving over a dozen penises a day. My mother
's snow-white body and mature female organs made my young body throb with desire.
During my summer vacation, I was idle at home, living a life of luxury where everything was done for me. As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm
, you think of lust," and that's absolutely true. I quickly became addicted to watching pornographic videos. This was mainly due to Zhang Yan,
a new but like-minded best friend of mine. He was also incredibly bored at home and worked with his father
in a video rental shop. The shop often played pornographic films late at night, and I often
stayed out all night there. Another close friend of Zhang Yan was He Shenfei, a man in his twenties. His father was the current
county public security bureau chief, and his mother had passed away a few years ago. No one could control him; he spent his days aimlessly aimlessly.
Surprisingly, he was quite famous among a group of thugs and scoundrels. He Shenfei was practically Zhang Yan's source of films;
he could often get his hands on the videotapes confiscated by the police, and we'd get to watch them first. He Shenfei also liked
watching films about rape and incest between mother and son. In Zhang Yan's small video parlor, I saw many
scenes that seemed unbelievable at the time, all of which reminded me of
the wild scene of my mother being gang-raped that I had witnessed. I increasingly projected the women in the videos onto my mother. In reality,
my mother was now a respectable woman, and no men bothered her.
However, my mother was destined to be a man's plaything and sex tool; all she lacked was the opportunity.
I only told Zhang Yan about peeping at my mother while she was bathing. I had no idea where those guys had seen
my mother. They not only saw her, but to be precise, they took a liking to her
and wanted to have sex with her. Of course, I only found out about this later. They wanted to have sex with my mother, but
lacking the opportunity, they decided to find a breakthrough through me. Soon, my mother's respectable life as a housewife
was disrupted again.
It started when Zhang Yan tentatively asked if I wanted to find a woman to play with, and of course I said yes. Zhang Yan
said mature women were more fun than teenage girls, and I naturally agreed, asking him for suggestions.
He deliberately kept me in suspense, only revealing his suggestion after repeated questioning. I explained my
predicament: in fact, I had considered many methods to have my way with my mother, but I
lacked the courage. I dared not drug or anesthetize her, fearing an improper dosage. I
wasn't optimistic about seducing my mother either, because she had always been forced into relationships, and after divorcing my father, she
had never dated another man; it was hard to imagine her accepting incest with her own son.
Despite this, when I talked to Zhang Yan and the others about women, I inexplicably often mentioned
my mother's past sexual encounters with many men, perhaps out of a desire to boast or expose her private matters
. Initially, I only told them that I had personally witnessed my mother having sex with men. Knowing
my parents were divorced and my mother had just given birth, they immediately guessed the child wasn't
my father's and pressed me for details. At first, I refused, but they kept pestering
me, and I slowly told them everything, including how my mother was gang-raped by farmers and dogs when I was a child, how she was later
raped by my classmate's father, Lao Wang, and how she was coerced by Director Wen into being raped by many men.
When I mentioned the later steamy mahjong game, their eyes widened, and I felt a strange sense of pleasure.
It was this feeling that led me to write about my mother's experiences. Later, when they saw my mother,
their eyes were all strange, as if they wanted to see her naked body through her clothes. I don't
remember who jokingly said, "When are you going to bring your mother over for us to play with?" I
casually agreed without thinking. I thought it was a joke, but some of their accomplices took it very seriously.
They were clearly interested in my mother's mature body and secretly planned everything behind my back. They
only told me when it was too late, threatening to post my mother's story
in school bulletins if I didn't cooperate. On the other hand, they assured me that as long as I cooperated, they
would not harm my mother, and that she would not know anything about it afterward. They even said I could have sex with my mother first.
Their offer was quite tempting, and what they wanted me to do was simple: the strategy was to
drug and rape her. I would find a way to get my mother to drink some powder, and then within two hours of her drinking it, I would
take her to a specific place. They would use a special incense, combined with the effects of the two drugs, to knock her unconscious
. This incense only worked on people who had ingested the powder. Coincidentally, my mother had just given birth and was experiencing persistent
lower back and knee pain. She drank Chinese medicine every day, usually one dose at noon and another in the evening.
After much deliberation, we decided to put a drug in her noon dose and then lure her to
Zhang Yan's cousin's bicycle shop. The bicycle shop wasn't far from our house, located in a secluded
alley where few people passed by and it didn't attract much attention. Zhang Yan's cousin, Yan Senlin, was a
bachelor in his early thirties with a three-inch-long scar on his face. He always had a fierce look on his face, and his eyes
were always cold and sinister. At first, I was worried that he wouldn't help us, but later I found out that
the man surnamed Yan was actually a member of the underworld. He and He Shenfei were the masterminds behind the rape of my mother.
I won't go into the details of the plan. One midday in early summer,
after I went home and ate the lunch my mother had cooked, I took advantage of her going out to take out the trash to pour a packet of brown powder that I had hidden on my person
into the Chinese medicine she had brewed. I stirred it a few times with chopsticks, and then waited for my mother to come back and watch her drink a large bowl of it.
My mother said, "Why is today's medicine a little bitter?" I chuckled to myself and said to my mother, "
Isn't all Chinese medicine bitter?" My mother shook her head.
After leaving the house, I went straight to Yan Senlin's bike shop. He skillfully deflated the front tire,
pulled out the inner tube, and pretended to be patching the tire. I ran home, panting, and told my mom,
"My bike tire's flat. I'm getting it fixed at the Forest Bike Repair Shop over there; it'll be done quickly. I'm going to school now
. Can you pick it up and pay for it when you go to school?" In my mind, I was thinking, "
How about we play with your tits and cunt later?" My mom readily agreed.
I pretended to go out again, circled the alleyway, and then came back, hiding
in the stairwell behind the Forest Bike Repair Shop. There were already six people there, including Zhang Yan and two other accomplices from school,
He Shenfei, and two strangers. Yan Senlin was tending the shop. Zhang Yan introduced
the two strangers to me, saying they were from the local security patrol team, one surnamed Cheng and the other Li,
both friends of He Shenfei. Only Yan Senlin was in the shop. There was a hole in the stairwell, so we could see
outside. We waited a while longer, but my mom still hadn't appeared. One of my accomplices, Wen Yuan,
was getting impatient and asked me, "Will your mom come?" I said yes, but I wasn't sure.
It was almost 2 PM, and the drug might wear off after 2:30. My mom had class at school at 2:30 PM
. The security guard surnamed Cheng comforted us, saying, "Kid, don't worry, haste makes waste."
Just then, Zhang Yan shushed us softly and whispered, "She's here!" I squeezed to the entrance and looked out. Sure enough,
my mom was walking towards us from afar. She was wearing a plaid shirt and a black skirt, and
the sound of her leather shoes clicking on the concrete pavement grew louder. I saw Yan Senlin casually light something that looked like mosquito coils at his feet with his cigarette
. Then I heard my mom and Yan Senlin talking.
"Boss, business is good?"
"Okay, okay..." With such a big fish delivered to our doorstep, how could business not be good?
"My son left his bicycle here?"
"Yes, yes. Right here, almost done. Please sit down..."
I saw through the hole that my mother was sitting on a small stool next to Yan Senlin, her legs together. In a little while,
she would spread her legs to let us see her most private parts. The incense burner was right next to her
legs, seemingly oblivious to her presence. Everything was going according to plan. My heart, however, was pounding.
A few minutes passed. Yan Senlin calmly installed the inner tube and began inflating it. I saw him
secretly glancing at my mother's movements out of the corner of his eye. My mother looked somewhat pale, and her upper body began
to sway from side to side. Xiao Li softly said, "One, two, three, fall!" Sure enough, in less than five seconds, she leaned to the right
. Yan Senlin quickly caught her upper body, shook her a few times, and then
waved in our direction. Xiao Cheng and Xiao Li told us to stay put while they ran ahead and quickly
carried my mother to the back, one on each side. My mother's head was tilted to the side; she was completely unconscious. Xiao Cheng and
Xiao Li then carried her upstairs. There was no bed upstairs, just a large mat on the floor.
They placed my mother on the mat. Everyone except Yan Senlin followed them upstairs. Xiao Cheng
skillfully took out two pills, pried open my mother's mouth, and stuffed them in, then poured some water into her mouth. They
told me that one of them was a sleeping pill, which would keep my mother asleep for four hours without waking up,
and the other was a powerful aphrodisiac that would give my mother a strong
physiological response in her sexual organs even while she was asleep, ensuring smooth intercourse throughout the afternoon.
The plan to drug my mother had been completely successful; now it was time to enjoy the spoils. According to the plan,
we couldn't damage my mother's clothes; we had to carefully peel them off and put them back on after we were done.
Everyone was looking at me because I was supposed to go first, but I didn't know what to do. Seeing my
hesitation, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Li encouraged me, saying, "Enwei, don't be so indecisive." They asked if I should take off my upper or lower body first.
I said the upper body, and Xiao Cheng helped my mother up from both sides. I steeled myself and started unbuttoning my mother's
plaid shirt. Xiao Li picked up the camera on the table and pressed the shutter. I turned around and looked at him questioningly.
He smiled and said, "It's okay, just to keep it as a souvenir. Keep taking it off." A row of buttons were undone, and my mother's
shirt opened to the sides. Xiao Cheng held my mother's neck and helped me take off her shirt completely.
Someone else reached out and took it from me. With Xiao Cheng's help, I then took off my mother's undershirt. When I was trying to unhook my mom's
bra, I was clumsy and couldn't manage to unhook the back clasp. Xiao Cheng had me hold
her while he reached behind her and easily unhooked it. The tightly fastened bra immediately
loosened . Xiao Cheng pulled my mom's arms forward, first pulling down the shoulder straps, then
gently tearing off the connection between the two cups, and casually handed the bra to someone nearby.
My mom, shirtless, leaned against my shoulder, completely unaware of what was happening. Her
two large, milk-filled breasts, no longer supported by the bra, hung loosely in front of her chest, and her two protruding
dark nipples were soft. Everyone around, except Xiao Li, couldn't resist reaching out. In an instant ,
five or six hands were touching my mom's breasts and abdomen. While they were touching my mom's breasts, I felt her nipples
harden and become erect. I told them my mom had just given birth and still had milk. Zhang Yan gently pinched her nipple, and sure enough,
a small stream of white milk spurted from the nipple, hitting his chin. Everyone got really excited
, kneading her breasts and sucking on her nipples, white milk flowing everywhere.
Xiao Cheng gestured that I could put my mother's upper body down; it was time to take off her lower body. My mother's black dress had an
elastic waistband, and Xiao Cheng slightly lifted her legs, allowing me to easily pull the dress down to
her thighs. Xiao Cheng continued to hold her legs up, indicating that I should also take off my mother's underwear, which I did.
When the underwear was off, revealing my mother's genitals, Xiao Li took another picture. I handed my mother's dress and
pink underwear to the person next to me, who piled all of my mother's clothes together. My mother's completely
naked, snow-white body lay helplessly on the mat like a plucked lamb, facing
the fate of being gang-raped. Just as I was about to take off my pants, Xiao Cheng said, "Wait, I'll soften your mother's cunt a bit." He knelt
between my mother's legs, spreading them apart to reveal my mother's cunt and dark anus. The skin around my mother's
vulva was dark, and there was a plump mound on her lower abdomen, below which was a dark
clitoris. Even before, I had never looked at my mother's vulva this closely. Xiao Cheng's fingers
parted my mother's labia, revealing two pink fleshy openings, the lower one seemingly covered with
a little whitish mucus. Xiao Cheng inserted his right middle finger into my mother's vagina, and my mother, who was in a daze, seemed to
groan. I was startled, but Xiao Cheng chuckled and said it was alright. He withdrew his middle finger and replaced it with
his index and middle fingers, inserting them into my mother's vagina together, while using his thumb to tease the clitoris. I heard my mother
groan again, and the fleshy opening seemed to writhe, tightly gripping the two fingers. After a while,
Xiao Cheng withdrew his fingers, sniffed them, put them in his mouth and licked them, smacking his lips with relish, and then brought
his mouth close. His flat nose teased my mother's clitoris, his tongue probed the entrance of the fleshy opening, and his stubbled
chin pressed against the soft skin around my mother's anus. After fiddling with it for a while, he pulled out
a plastic penis-shaped genital massager from his pocket. This was the first time I'd ever seen a massager;
the eight-inch-long penis even had two egg-sized simulated testicles underneath, complete with elastic bands.
Xiao Cheng slowly inserted the penis into my mother's vagina until it was fully inside, letting the "testicles"
press against her labia majora. Then he tightened two of the three elastic bands around my mother's waist, and secured
the remaining band around her perineum to the elastic band at her lower back. My mother looked like she was wearing
a thong. Xiao Cheng plugged it in, turned on the massager, starting at the lowest setting and gradually increasing it.
With the buzzing of the massager, my mother became restless. At first, she only moaned intermittently, but later
it became more and more frequent, even emitting low, lewd moans like those during intercourse. Her nipples also became very erect,
their tips turning red. Everyone in the room seemed to have grown several inches longer. I couldn't resist any longer. I gestured for Xiao Cheng
to turn off the massager and pulled my already wet "big penis" out of my mother's vagina.
I quickly pulled down my pants, knelt between my mother's legs, and examined her genitals. My mother's engorged labia
were completely parted, emitting a unique, indescribable, and wonderful scent characteristic of female genitalia.
My wide-open vaginal opening was covered in mucus. This was where I was born. Once upon a time, this was
my mother's forbidden territory, a place only my father's penis could penetrate. But ever since those filthy farmers' penises
and dog penises visited, my mother's mouth, vagina, breasts, buttocks, and every part of her body
had become, and should become, organs that any man could freely enjoy. At this moment, my mother shifted uncomfortably
, perhaps feeling the emptiness after the vibrator was removed, or perhaps just an itch in her vagina.
It would be strange if this sticky, viscous jar didn't itch. I thought to myself, "Don't panic, your son is here to relieve your itch!"
My glans entered my mother's warm, moist opening, where I was held tightly. I could clearly feel my mother's vagina
powerfully sucking my penis. Although I had masturbated beforehand, I almost couldn't control myself.
I quickly closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and barely managed to steady myself. Then, my mother's vagina tightened even more.
I held my mother's waist and carefully began to thrust. My penis, soaked in her vaginal fluids, slowly came into play, and
the tightness of her vagina only made it harder. My mother's breasts, full of fluid, remained
high even in her supine position, swaying gently with my thrusts. The engorged nipples in the center of her chocolate-colored areolas resembled ripe
, dark red cherries, and the juice inside these "cherries" was far more delicious than fruit juice! I couldn't resist bending down
and sucking on my mother's left nipple, licking the areola with my tongue. Then, while sucking on her right nipple,
I her left nipple and pulled it upwards. The slightly fishy-smelling milk filled my mouth, leaving me with an unforgettable aftertaste.
My mother moaned softly at this moment. After a while, I felt more comfortable, thrusting forcefully while
roughly kneading her breasts. Each squeeze of the nipples would cause a little milk to spurt out. The people next to us said, "Stop squeezing,
we'll need to nurse later." I didn't even turn my head and said, "My mother has plenty of milk." My mother's breathing became
rapid, and her moans grew louder. The tightening of her vagina almost
burst my semen-filled penis, but I felt an unprecedented sensation, something that masturbation could never compare to.
The thought that I was penetrating my own mother's body excited me even more.
After a frenzied series of thrusts, I pushed in forcefully, my scrotum pressing against my mother's wet perineum. A surge of heat gushed from my tingling, swollen
glans, followed by another… Ejaculation lasted for over twenty seconds. This was the first time in my life I had ejaculated inside
a woman's uterus.
Reluctantly, I withdrew my now limp penis from where my mother had given birth to me, sat on the floor beside me
to rest, and watched the others have sex with my mother. Several of the boys, including Zhang Yan, were inexperienced like me
. Although they had all masturbated beforehand, none of them lasted more than ten minutes. During this time, Xiao Li
took the opportunity to take many photos, but they were all very similar. Next, it was Xiao Cheng's turn. He turned my naked
mother over, lifted her waist, and inserted his mature, large penis into her vagina from behind.
My mother, still half-asleep, staggered from the force of the impact from behind. I had to
support her shoulders from the front. Later, I discovered I could control her body to match Xiao Cheng's movements,
ensuring each thrust reached deep into her uterus. After Xiao Cheng came Xiao Li. Taking advantage of his
strength, he lifted my naked mother and placed her on his erect penis, pressing her full breasts
against his muscular chest. He moved around and swayed, and during intercourse, milk, fluids, and
semen mixed and flowed down their bodies. Xiao Cheng took a picture of Xiao Li.
It was only a little past 3:30 after everyone had their turn, and still full of energy, they all said they wanted to play again. By this time, my
penis was already erect again, so I took my gun and thrust into my mother's vagina once more. Perhaps due to
the effects of the aphrodisiac and repeated gang rapes, my mother's genitals seemed to have run out of strength. Her vagina
wasn't as tight anymore, and I was more adept than the first time. I controlled the rhythm of my thrusts, sometimes fast, sometimes slow,
while also caressing her neck, shoulders, lower abdomen, and buttocks. Of course, I didn't
neglect her breasts either. My mother's flesh was very soft, her skin was white and delicate, and she was well-maintained . She
had a lot of subcutaneous fat, and her plump vulva and buttocks felt soft and yielding to the touch, truly intoxicating.
Even though my mother's breasts had been ravaged, milk could still be squeezed out. After I finished, we all took turns having sex with
my mother again. By then, it was almost 5:30. Usually, I should be home from school, and my mother should be home
cooking.
We used a tattered rag to wipe my mother clean. Her uterus was filled with our semen, and
every time we moved her swollen lower body, white semen would flow out. My accomplices and I sneaked out of Yan Senlin
's shop, handing my unconscious, naked mother, who had just been gang-raped, over to him.
Back home, I opened my notebook, but my mind couldn't help but replay every detail of the afternoon's events with fascination
. My mother's fair, voluptuous body kept flashing before my eyes. My mother
didn't return until almost eight o'clock. I pretended to ask her why she was so late. She told me she
had collapsed while walking in the alley that afternoon, and someone had taken her to the clinic at the alley entrance. She didn't wake up until seven.
I feigned concern and asked how she was feeling. She said her head hurt a little, and that the clinic
staff had checked her and said she was fine. I guessed my mother probably knew what had happened; her cunt was probably still
leaking semen, maybe even some of mine. I wondered if Yan Senlin had slept with my mother afterwards.
He probably had. There must be a big puddle of semen on her underwear she took off today. Thinking about this,
my penis became hard again.

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