Strangers 3

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Strangers 3
(Part 3)
"I'm sorry, Mother, I can't control it," Bow explained weakly.
"I understand, child," Dai murmured, her tired eyes already closed. "You don't need to apologize; it's just a natural physiological reaction."
"Yes, that's it," he laughed too. "It's a natural reaction."
"Mmm...mmm," Dai murmured through her nose, a deep sleepiness washing over her. "It's natural..."
The rain continued to fall, the raindrops pattering against the roof.
Bow watched his mother crawl into bed and helped tuck her in. After she closed her eyes, he stood by the bed for a few more minutes, then tiptoed to the closet and found some snacks.
Afterward, he went to the window and looked out; it was completely dark, night had fallen.
This will be a day I never forget, Bow thought.
He took out a lantern, lit it, and then carried it to the inner room to check on their prisoners. He stopped at the doorway, listened for a while, and seeing no movement inside, opened the door and peered in. The stranger remained motionless, as if truly dead.
Relieved, Bao closed the door and pushed the chair back to its original position.
Outside, the rain continued to pour, the rainwater mixed with the howling wind relentlessly battering their isolated little house.
It seemed that Heaven was truly angry, relentlessly venting its fury on their pitiful little dwelling.
The rain grew heavier, the water lashing against the roof with a 'pitter-patter' sound.
Bao felt as if he and his mother had been abandoned by the world, completely cut off from the outside world, as if only the two of them existed in the universe…
Bao recalled everything that had happened that day; it was the most unforgettable experience of his life. A stranger had barged into their world; for the first time in his life, a gun had been pointed at his head; for the first time, he had been forced to be naked; and for the first time, he had experienced his mother's superb oral sex skills.
The thought of his mother filled him with irritation. He looked towards the bed; his mother lay there, her face turned toward him. She slept soundly, her hair disheveled and draped
over her face, appearing peaceful and serene, a slight smile playing on her lips. In the flickering firelight, her cheeks were rosy, making her appear exceptionally beautiful and charming.
The rain poured down harder and harder, like a torrent of water cascading from the sky, crashing against the roof with a deafening roar. This sound was like a heavy hammer, striking heavily on Bao's heart, constantly stirring his emotions and making him increasingly restless.
He drank several bottles of wine to pass the time, but it was to no avail; his mood only worsened, while his mother remained peacefully asleep in bed.
Bao glanced at his watch; it was already eleven o'clock at night, but his mother still hadn't moved an inch. It seemed she was indeed sleeping very soundly.
Bao grew impatient. He had already checked on the stranger several times; the person still showed no signs of moving, but was breathing.
"Looks like I really broke him." Paul chuckled smugly as he left the room, his head still slightly fuzzy from the alcohol. He staggered back into the hall.
Standing by the fireplace, he looked down at the bed. His mother remained fast asleep, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.
The roaring fire behind him warmed his back, a comforting warmth that stirred his heart.
His mother lay on her back, her face turned towards him, her breasts high and rounded, straining against the thin sheet to form two beautiful, rounded mounds. He knew she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and the thought sent a jolt through him.
He stared intently at his mother's full breasts rising and falling with her breath, the image of her sucking his penis replaying in his mind at least a hundred times.
In fact, his penis had remained incredibly erect all night, and the thought of his mother giving him oral sex only made it harder for him to go limp.
The deafening noise from the rooftop seemed to be cheering him on. Combined with the rational restraint eroded by the wine, the wicked desires lurking deep within him slowly spread, multiplied, and grew stronger.
He knew that under the thin sheet, his mother's body was completely unprotected, and this insignificant sheet was the only barrier between them. It certainly couldn't stop the burgeoning beast within him.
He had never imagined that he would be in such a delicate situation with his mother, much less that she would use her mouth to make him ejaculate. When he ejaculated his hot semen into his mother's mouth, his brain short-circuited, completely losing the ability to think. Now,
the only thing he wanted to do was have sex with his mother—naked, flesh and blood intertwined, immorally depraved and lewd.
No matter what serious consequences it might lead to, no matter how shameful and repulsive it was, he only wanted to make love to his mother, to make love wildly. He wanted to be the most important and intimate man in his mother's life.
He was excited by his lewd and wicked thoughts, his enormous member growing even larger and harder, pushing the towel covering its ugly face high, drawing excited circles beneath it with each tremor of his body.
Was Mom awake? She had been asleep for a full five hours.
During those hours of her deep sleep, he had struggled on the edge of morality and sin, constantly trying to convince himself not to have any improper intentions towards his own mother, but no matter how hard he tried, he always ended up with the image of his mother giving him oral sex. The result of this repeated internal struggle was only that his lust grew stronger and more intense.
Finally, he could no longer endure the torment of lust. With trembling hands, he untied the towel wrapped around his waist, letting it slip to the floor. Then, facing his sleeping mother, he picked up his huge, throbbing penis and began to rub it vigorously.
What would his mother's reaction be if she woke up and saw her son masturbating in front of her with his enormous penis? Standing before his mother, masturbating in front of her beautiful face, was a wickedly stimulating experience. Even though she was asleep, he still faced the possibility of her waking up at any moment.
He simply couldn't believe his penis was so large, so thick, so hard, as hard as iron to the touch, and exuding heat.
His hand vigorously rubbed his penis up and down, pleasure constantly gathering at its tip. He knew he had to ejaculate; that was the only way to quell his burning desire.
As his movements became faster and faster, he felt molten lava gathering in his violently contracting scrotum. He thrust up and down forcefully and stopped. His entire body was on the verge of collapse, but he didn't ejaculate. He wanted to possess his mother's body too much; the intense desire prevented him from releasing the accumulated energy. He had to plant all his life seeds deep into his mother's fertile soil, in the place where he had received life and grown, so that they could grow happily and healthily there. That should be his final resting place.
Feeling the relentless assault of this wicked thought, he finally understood: he only wanted to have sex with his mother; he only wanted to insert his thick, hard penis into her alluring vagina in every way imaginable; he wanted to be one with his mother forever.
"Mother," the most beautiful word God had ever created, filled him with overwhelming excitement at the mere thought of it.
Would she agree to her son having such an incestuous relationship with her? Because this wasn't as simple as going for a walk in the park; it was incest!!!
What terrifying words!
This not only violates natural law but also completely contravenes public morality and the law of human society; it's illegal.
How horrible!
He trembled at the thought of having such evil thoughts: I'm a bad son! Would Mom approve of such a depraved act?
"I'm going crazy!" he growled, looking at his erect, thick, swollen member, oblivious to his conflicted feelings, only displaying its ugly face, swaying arrogantly up and down.
Perhaps the sound was too loud, for he heard his mother groan softly, then turn her body, the sheet slipping down to reveal half of her snow-white chest muscles, her mountain-like breasts leaping out, the pink, pointed nipples like magnets firmly drawing his gaze, his ugly member immediately standing at attention.
He could no longer hesitate; he knew he had no way out but to grit his teeth and charge forward. How could he know his luck if he didn't try? As for what the future held, he could only leave it to fate.
He took a deep breath, barely holding his trembling breath, and quietly moved to the bedside. His penis throbbed with excitement at the impending satisfaction.
His knees touched the edge of the bed. He paused for a moment; this was his last chance to save himself. He knew that if he took another step forward, nothing could stop him, and he would forever fall into the abyss of sin, unable to extricate himself. Even if his mother resisted, he would continue without hesitation, even if it meant rape.
He couldn't stop. His reason was gradually fading, replaced by the most primal desires. Now, it seemed nothing could stop him from violating his mother.
He carefully reached out and gently lifted the sheet.
His penis throbbed with excitement beneath, and he stared at his mother's naked, beautiful body with fascination.
She was so beautiful, with a curvaceous figure, delicate, flawless skin. Though middle-aged, the signs of time on her body were almost imperceptible. Her two firm, full breasts, neglected for caresses, slumped to one side, and below her smooth abdomen lay a dark, pubic forest.
He felt himself unable to stand; his legs were weak with nervousness. He had to take concrete action.
He lifted his thighs, carefully stepped onto the bed, and gently slipped under the uncovered sheets, pressing himself against his mother. He lay quietly beside her, testing whether she would suddenly wake up and kick him away.
Several long minutes passed; his mother didn't move. So he continued to approach her, inch by inch. Finally, the distance between them could be measured in millimeters. They were so close that he could feel the heat emanating from her body.
He remained silent for a moment, gradually gathering his courage for the final thrust.
He quietly reached out and gently placed his hand on his mother's bare arm. At that moment, his heart nearly leaped out of his throat, and his penis throbbed as if it would explode.
His mother's skin was hot and soft, as soft as a baby's. He could smell the faint, sweet fragrance emanating from her—the unique scent of a mature woman, invigorating yet alluring, instantly relaxing his tense nerves and bringing him immense comfort and pleasure.
This familiar scent reminded him of his childhood, when he was just an innocent child, spending his days nestled in his mother's warm embrace, his head resting on her soft breasts, sucking on her adorable nipple, and acting spoiled. Those childhood
days filled him with warmth; would he ever have the chance to relive those blissful moments again?
He gently stroked his mother's soft, smooth arm with his fingers, but she remained motionless.
Was she really sleeping so soundly?
He grew bolder, his hand gently caressing his mother's arm as he slowly moved, trying to get closer to the soft flesh of her breasts.
"Mmm...mmm...uh...hum...uh..." His mother responded.
After waiting carefully for a while, seeing no sign of his mother waking up, he slowly moved his hand down, and finally, his palm covered the soft mound of his mother's breast. It was so soft, smooth, and warm that he instantly stopped breathing.
Feeling the warmth emanating from his mother's soft breasts, he began to trace the beautiful shape of her breasts after a while. His palm gently slid along the beautiful curve of her breasts, the intimate contact of skin making his body tremble slightly. Finally, his fingers felt a soft little protrusion on the full mound of flesh—
it was a nipple.
He gently massaged this lovely little protrusion, his entire mind completely focused on it. He pinched his mother's soft and elastic nipple with his thumb and forefinger, carefully kneading it, and gradually, it began to harden. Sensing the change, he began to knead it with even greater enthusiasm, making it harder and harder.
He could hardly believe that his sleeping mother's nipple had hardened under his efforts.
It seemed his mother was still capable of feeling, he thought.
Did women, like men, harden their nipples when aroused, just like a man's genitals?
It must be so, he thought. If that were true, then his mother should be very aroused now, because her nipples were hard, which meant she had been responding to his actions. Thinking this, he became bolder, and began to vigorously knead his mother's entire breast with his palms.
His mother didn't stop him, which encouraged him; it seemed his mother had tacitly approved of his audacity. He moved closer to his mother's body, carefully inserting his excited, throbbing penis between her warm, soft thighs, and then his hips began to slowly move back and forth, letting his hot penis thrust in and out between his mother's tightly closed thighs, while his hands continued to diligently explore his mother's full breasts.
He touched her other nipple, which had already hardened on its own, feeling sticky to the touch. He gently pinched and kneaded his mother's nipple, savoring its soft, elastic feel, then teased and stimulated it with his fingertips like a toy.
"Mmm...mmm...uh...uh...mmm...so...so good...so...beautiful!" his mother moaned.
Her sudden sound, without any warning, startled him. His hand reflexively recoiled, and only then did he understand what she was saying. His hand quickly returned to its original position, pressing against her firm breasts, and he began gently squeezing and kneading her soft, elastic flesh.
His mother was awake; it seemed she enjoyed what he was doing and hadn't stopped him. What should he do next? He didn't know what his mother would do next, or how much she would allow him to do it.
What happened next surprised him. His mother's hand slid down and pressed against his throbbing, eager penis. Then, she turned around to face him.
Suddenly, her face came close, and their lips met. Her tongue slid freely into his mouth, passionately intertwining with his. Her hands also began to move, grasping his burning penis and stroking it vigorously.
He almost ejaculated on the spot. The intertwining of her soft, fragrant tongue and the caressing of her hands made his blood boil.
This can't be real, this can't be a dream!
He thought to himself as he greedily sucked on his mother's sweet saliva.
The mother's movements were bold and fiery. Her tongue intertwined intimately with his, swirling intensely in his mouth as if trying to draw his soul out of his body. At the same time, she lifted her thigh and pressed it against her son's lower body, rubbing her soft, plump vulva against his thigh.
Their kiss was so passionate, so intense, that it seemed as if only the two of them existed in the world. Their bodies were completely intertwined, rubbing against each other passionately with each other's kisses, as if trying to squeeze their bodies into each other's.
It felt like centuries had passed before they finally released each other's poor mouths, otherwise they would have suffocated.
"Make love with me, quick, son, quick, Mommy wants to make love with her son, Mommy's pussy wants her son's big cock inside!"
Under her son's astonished gaze, the mother took the initiative, lying down on her back and beckoning her son's arrival.
"Mommy wants to enjoy the real pleasures of life with my precious son. Hurry, child, Mommy can't wait."
As a mother, she felt no shame for actively seducing her son. Instead, she shamelessly spread her legs, exposing her genitals completely to her son's lustful eyes.
What was there to hesitate about? Mommy agreed!
Bao ripped off the sheet and threw it aside, excitedly climbing between his mother's wide-open legs. His enormous penis throbbed violently, seemingly impatient.
"Oh, Mommy..." he suddenly gasped. His mother reached out and grabbed his penis, hastily guiding it to her vaginal opening.
Due to her excitement and haste, she failed to align her son's huge penis with her vaginal opening several times. Instead, this stimulated her son to thrust his lower body repeatedly, the hot glans pressing against her plump mound, making both of them increasingly itchy and unbearable.
With great difficulty, she finally aligned her son's large glans with her wet opening, then eagerly thrust upwards, allowing his young penis to fully penetrate her. She then began to thrust wildly up and down.
Bao felt his enormous glans completely enveloped by his mother's warm, moist vagina. Her vagina was so slippery and hot, it seemed to melt his tip. Layers of soft, lustful flesh pressed against his tip, constantly secreting thick lubricant. Soon, his tip was completely surrounded by a sea of fluid.
His mother's thrusting was incredibly vigorous, her frenzied energy almost overwhelming this inexperienced young man.
She kept pushing her lower body upwards, trying to allow her son's penis to penetrate even deeper into her fiery, lustful hole. Now, even Bao couldn't tell who preferred this forbidden, incestuous union.
He had indeed started it all, but now it seemed the roles were reversed; his mother was now the initiator, which he preferred.
It took him a great deal of effort to come to his senses: he had truly thrust his shameful penis deep into his mother's plump, lustful vagina. But he still couldn't believe what he was seeing. He couldn't believe his usually aloof mother was now beneath him, writhing her hips wantonly, desperately craving his bounty. He couldn't believe his mother's vagina was so wet, so hot, so yearning for his wild invasion. He couldn't even believe that he and his mother had become one.
But it was all real; the physical pleasure was undeniable. He had never imagined a woman could have such a frenzied, intense desire, such a fiery, chilling passion, especially since this woman was his mother.
Her hot, tight vagina was welcoming him so warmly, the heat emanating from it almost baking his genitals.
If their incestuous union would be cursed by heaven and condemn them to hell, he wished his mother's vulva were the entrance to his hell. He would gladly go to hell every day, and he even hoped to stay there forever.
He had never imagined that the union of a man and a woman could reach such a frenzied ecstasy, nor had he ever experienced such wicked and immoral pleasure. He was completely blinded by passion, knowing only to keep raising his penis and thrusting it deep into his mother's hot, wet, and juicy vagina.
He thrust wildly, each time inserting his nine-inch penis completely into his mother's plump vagina, the glans reaching the cervix, leaving only his scrotum outside. His mother responded passionately to each of his thrusts, never complaining about his roughness or lack of skill.
"Oh... ooh, I'm fucking... fucking... fucking, Mom, fuck my tits, Mom, ooh, I feel so good, ah...!" He trembled with pleasure from each penetration.
"Mmm... um... ah... ah... baby... your... cock is so big... so big... it's... it's making Mommy... feel so... so good... oh... oh... so good... oh... um... so comfortable... so good... um... good son... you're making Mommy's flower heart open... um... um..."
Dai was also going crazy from her son's strong thrusting, panting constantly, constantly moving her lower body to meet her son's movements, seeking greater pleasure.
Bao lay on his mother's soft body for a while, just focusing on the feeling of his mother's hot and tight vagina tightly sucking his fiercely throbbing penis. Her vagina was so tight, so wet, so hot, so crazy, like a blender forcefully twisting his penis, as if trying to twist it off, constantly stimulating it to release its buried energy.
He had to endure it, holding back his ejaculation until his mother reached her climax.
He tried to stop thinking about the surging pleasure in his lower body and instead focused on other things.
But what else could he think about? He was having sex with his mother, his dear, gentle, considerate, beautiful, sexy, wanton, and alluring mother. This sexy woman he was mating with had brought him into this world; within her, he had slowly grown, nurtured into adulthood. She was his mother, his biological mother. He was making love with his own mother, the one who gave him life. Wasn't it time to repay her?
Now, he had returned to the sacred place from which he had come into this world, returned to his mother's sacred secret garden, where she, with her great maternal love, allowed him to freely cultivate her fertile and inviolable soil.
Now was the time for him to repay his mother's great maternal love, the time for him to sow the seeds of life in his mother's fertile and rich soil.
This extremely lewd and perverse thought shocked him completely, the intense stimulation leaving his mind blank.
He didn't want anything; his brain had completely stopped thinking, and instead, his body carried out its own commands. His buttocks only knew to mechanically and brutally thrust, he had no control over his actions, he only knew to use all his strength to forcefully insert his thick penis into his mother's hot vagina, completely disregarding her feelings.
When he regained consciousness, he could no longer control himself; he only thought about forcefully thrusting into his mother's vagina, he wanted to completely merge with his mother, body and soul. In his eyes, he could only see his mother's constantly screaming, distorted expression, whether of pain or pleasure, was indistinguishable.
He frantically and forcefully pounded into his mother's mature female body, his penis deeply inserted into the depths of her vagina, each thrust so deep and violent that it almost suffocated his mother.
Then he heard his mother's rapid breathing, which grew increasingly rapid. Her body began to tremble violently. After a brief pause, she took a deep breath, wrapped her arms tightly around him, and pressed her full breasts against his chest. Her lower body throbbed wildly, and her vagina began to vibrate intensely. The muscles of her vaginal walls gripped her son's thick penis so tightly that he couldn't move an inch, only able to watch as his mother thrashed wildly beneath him.
"Oh...oh...God...oh...God...what does this feel like...ah...ah...woo...I'm going to die...woo...so...so good...ah...child...good son...my dear son...oh...oh...faster...faster...faster...oh...ah...harder...good...good...harder...it feels so good...it feels so good to Mommy...Mommy's going to die...oh...Mommy...I'm going to be..." "You naughty son, you're killing me... Ah... Ah... Ah... Mommy can't take it anymore... Oh... Mommy's going to cum... Oh... Good son... Dear husband... Shoot... Shoot it out... Shoot it out for your slutty mother... Oh... Oh... Ugh..."
Her cunt was overflowing with fluids, her vagina began to spasm, the hot flesh tightly gripping her son's swollen penis, the vaginal walls throbbing violently, contracting and contracting rhythmically, squeezing her son's penis, forcing it to release its pent-up energy.
Bao was completely unable to resist his mother's intense movements and physical reactions. After a few weak thrusts, the energy suppressed all night finally erupted inside his mother.
Like a volcanic eruption, his thick, hot semen instantly filled his mother's constantly contracting vagina. He ejaculated so much that his mother's fertile soil could not fully absorb it, and soon, the milky white, hot semen overflowed from the shaft.
His buttocks throbbed rapidly, coordinating with the pulsation of his penis, penetrating even deeper into his mother's vagina. Then, his body trembled as he unleashed all his "cannonballs," driving them deep into his mother's mature womb.
Dai was completely stunned by her son's molten lava. The scalding heat of his semen made her tremble involuntarily. A surge of heat suddenly shot out from within her, quickly merging with her son's semen, and the extreme pleasure made her movements even more frenzied.
Her thighs tightly wrapped around her son's waist, moving her body in rhythm with his thrusts, while her vagina contracted and expanded, trying to absorb every last drop of his essence, not letting any go to waste.
Bao was completely unable to think of anything else; his mind was blank, utterly intoxicated by this extreme pleasure he had never experienced before. The forbidden lovemaking allowed him to experience the highest joy in life.
Finally, his glans desperately released the last drop of fluid before ceasing its ejaculation.

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