Mother with a horse-like face

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Chapter 1

My name is Xiao Zhou. Because I started studying late, I'm facing the high school entrance exam this year, and I'm already 18.

My grades in high school were average; I wasn't exactly at the bottom of the class, and with a little effort, I had a chance to be in the top ten.

It was my third mock exam in high school, and I seemed particularly unfocused, all because of my mother.

My mother is about 33 years old this year and has a great figure. Because she was young and naive, she married my father and got pregnant, which led to me. So, among the mothers around us, my mother is considered quite attractive. When we go out shopping, she always gets glances from adult men. She looks like a girl in her early 20s, and you can't tell she's 30 at all. My mother has a large bust. Because she is petite, she likes to wear tank tops, which always gives the impression that her breasts are about to burst out. When I ask her why, she always says that young people like to dress like that, which often makes me feel very embarrassed on the street. However, my mother is very progressive in her thinking, but her family values are very traditional. Every day, she cooks, does laundry, supervises my homework, and calls my father to report on her situation. My father often has to stay at the company to work overtime for various reasons, and sometimes he doesn't even come home to sleep. When I ask him why he doesn't spend more time with his family, he always brushes me off with "It's all for this family."

However, this seemingly normal family dynamic completely collapsed during my senior year of high school. It was exam month, and all the students were preparing for their exams, including me. My strength was that I was self-motivated to study, and my parents didn't need to worry about my exams. But this exam was a huge headache for me. For the two weeks leading up to the exam, I studied until midnight or even early morning every day. My mother had a habit of waking me up in the morning, but she noticed that I had been going to bed later and later lately.

"You need to study, but you also need to take care of your health. You're just like your father, not taking care of your body. This won't do. You haven't slept all night, have you?" "

I can't help it, this time it's just too difficult. I didn't want to be like this."

"Listen carefully, you need to rest well so you can achieve twice the results with half the effort." My mother's catchphrase was "achieve twice the results with half the effort," and she could nag about anything for a long time.

"Your father will be back today. If you're tired tonight, go to bed early," my mother added before I got ready to go to school.

"Okay, I know. I'll come back early to review my lessons." After saying that, I picked up my schoolbag and went to school.

Perhaps because I hadn't slept all night, I asked my teacher for leave to sleep in the infirmary in the afternoon. It would have been better if I hadn't slept, because I ended up sleeping until 10 PM. Since there were evening classes at school, the infirmary was still open, and the nurse was still there, though a different one had taken over.

"What time is it?"

"10 PM? You really sleep well! Why didn't anyone wake you? I thought that bed was empty. The last nurse didn't tell me you were here."

"Oh no, I have a curfew. I have to go now, thank you, Auntie. I need to hurry home. My mom will go crazy if she can't reach me."

With that, I quickly packed my things and rode my bicycle home.

People always feel guilty when they do something wrong, and I was a perfect example. When I got home, afraid of being scolded, I quietly pushed open the door and tiptoed inside. My house was only one story, but there was a hallway separating my parents' and my room. When I got home, not a single light was on; they must both be asleep. So I tiptoed into my room.

"Ah...ah...be gentle, I'll scream."

"Xiao Zhou hasn't come back yet, it's okay."

"Ah...ah...slow down, I can't take it anymore, don't hit me so hard, I'll...I'll scream..."

"Scream, that's what I want you to scream, you slut, I haven't been back for so long, I'm back today to fuck you hard."

"No...ah ah...hiss...you've hit it, you've hit it." Mom screamed hysterically.

"Is it good? Do you like my cock?" My old man also started to verbally humiliate her. "I like it, I like it...ah...harder."

At this moment, I completely forgot what I was doing, my heart was pounding at its highest point, and I couldn't control my trembling at all. I quietly walked to my parents' bedroom door and pushed the door open a little bit.

I saw a woman kneeling on the bed in a doggy-style position, her fair buttocks slightly dazed from the impact of the man behind her. Was that my mother…? I was surprised yet excited as I watched the passion unfolding in the room. My penis was rock hard, and my breathing was a little heavy, though not as loud as the two people in the room.

My father continued to thrust forcefully into her round, soft buttocks, each thrust making a slapping sound. I could almost feel the temperature in the room rising, and even my body felt a surge of heat. I immediately pulled out my penis and began to frantically masturbate.

"Husband, fuck me, fuck me to death… so… so good, so comfortable."

"Do you even need to say that, you little bitch?" My father finished speaking and slapped her buttocks, leaving a handprint on her pinkish-white buttocks.

"Yes… yes… I'm a bitch, fuck me harder…" My mother had already started shaking her head, seemingly having entered a state of frenzy.

"...Do you like dicks?" *Slap, slap* "Yes, I like them so much!!" *Slap, slap, slap, slap* More forceful impacts. Mom was almost knocked over; if she hadn't been lying face down, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"You like dicks? Want me to call a few people to fuck you?" Hearing Dad say this, I was stunned for a moment, but my hand didn't stop stroking my penis.

"No, I'll only let you... one person fuck me."

"You slut, you say you like dicks? Still pretending to be innocent... fuck... I don't believe that if I put a few dicks in front of you right now, you wouldn't put them in your mouth and suck them."

After saying that, Dad went crazy, like a male dog, his thrusting speed went completely off the charts, and Mom screamed from being fucked.

At this moment, Dad flipped Mom over and slapped her hard across the face.

"Slut, say it!! Do you want dicks?"

After saying that, before Mom could answer, he shoved his penis in again, and Mom screamed.

"Ah...you can't be so bad, I'm your wife...ah...be gentle...be gentle...I'm about to break..."

"Tell me, are you enjoying it? Do you like dicks?!"

My dad said as he thrust hard into my mom, his weight causing her to sink into the bed, preparing for the second thrust. This went on for several times. I heard something I could never believe in my life...

"I like it...I like it...any dick is fine...give it to me...quickly...give it to me...fuck me...fuck me..."

"Tell Dr. Chen from next door to bring out his dick for you too, do you want it?"

"Yes...yes...I want all dicks..."

My mom's eyes were already glazed over; I bet she didn't even know what she was saying.

"You slut, I'm going to fuck you to death today."

"Fuck me to death...fuck me to death!!"

My mom had already wrapped her legs around my dad's buttocks, welcoming each of his thrusts.

Like in an adult film, my mom gripped my dad's back tightly with her fingers; I knew she was almost there.

"Do you like it...do you like me fucking you like this, fucking your pussy like this?"

"I like it...I like it so much, my pussy is completely filled with your cock...it feels so good...so full..."

"Fuck...mouth!! Open your mouth!!"

Mom opened her mouth, and I saw Dad quickly get up, shove his penis into her mouth, and kneel down next to her head. Mom actually started sucking on it, as if it were a delicious lollipop.

"Hurry up, you fucking suck my stinky penis all night long, hurry up, harder!!"

I noticed that Mom's sucking force had increased dramatically; her cheeks were sunken in, and she was swallowing and spitting his penis in and out of her mouth, the speed increasing, almost reaching her throat. After pulling it out to the glans, she forcefully shoved the whole thing back into her mouth. At this moment, Mom changed her position. Her back was to me, but her head was moving up and down rapidly. I knew she was going to speed things up. The veins on my penis were bulging, and I was stroking it at the same speed as Mom's head movements.

"You slut, suck faster!"

I saw Mom wrap her arms around Dad's waist, her head sucking his penis up and down even faster and more violently, constantly making "uh, uh" sounds.

By this time, I could already hear my mother's saliva, making a very lewd "splat...splat" sound.

"I'm going to cum, swallow it, hurry...ah..."

"Gulp...uh!!"

I realized that my mother didn't seem to want to swallow, but my father had shoved his entire penis down her throat and ejaculated hard, almost suffocating her.

At that moment, my father actually treated my mother's face like a vagina, grabbing her hair and forcefully slamming his buttocks into her mouth, as if it were a vagina, and my mother very cooperatively accepted his rough pounding. After

about ten or twelve hours, my father slowly slowed down and released her hair.

"Was it comfortable..."

These were the first words my mother uttered when she spat out the penis in her mouth.

At this moment, I slowly backed out of the bedroom door, looking at my engorged penis, which was about the size of a large cucumber, but I had to force it back into my pants, feeling very uncomfortable. But I needed a perfect alibi, so I sneaked to the door, opened it, turned on the light, and then slammed the door shut so the people in the room could hear. About ten minutes later, the two of them came out.

"Xiao Zhou, you're back! Why are you so late? Were you at the library again? You should at least call your mother; she's worried about you."

Looking at my mother's tongue, which looked like it had been coated in soy sauce, I was certain it still had thick semen on it.

"Hehe… I… I fell asleep at the library… Dad, you're home today?"

I asked knowingly, and my father gave a guilty smile.

"I came back today because I'm going to Taipei for work tomorrow. I came back to see if you and your son were taking good care of yourselves."

"Xiao Zhou, you managed to pass the exam this time, right? Don't forget, I said I'd buy you a computer if you got into the top 10."

"I know... Okay, Dad, I'm sorry, I studied all night and I'm so tired. I want to go rest."

"Wait, I'm about to get on the bus. I need to tell you I'm taking the keys..."

Then came a long string of nonsense. I don't remember what I heard, but all I could think about was him having sex with my mom, so I just gave him a perfunctory reply and went into my room.

Once inside, I pulled out my penis and found it was practically throbbing like a wild animal, pulsating as if it was about to bleed. I started roughly masturbating, but after about 10 minutes, I realized it wasn't helping. So I took out some pornographic material from under my desk and started masturbating.

A full hour had passed by the time I finished.

At this point, I calmed down a bit. To clear my head, I quickly took a cold shower. After showering, I found my penis had exploded again. It was probably the stench from my parents' room that had aroused my subconscious. So I went back to my room and opened my textbooks, hoping to calm myself down, but that was impossible. The only way I could release my pent-up desire was to sleep with a woman, but I knew incest was wrong. So, reluctantly, I took out my books, hoping to distract myself.

Around 2 a.m., my heart started pounding. I knew what I wanted to do: I wanted to go in and fuck my mother. Thinking of this, I pulled out my huge penis again and started masturbating.

This moment changed the fate of our family. While I was completely absorbed in masturbating, I didn't realize that because I had just showered, I had forgotten to lock the door. My mother came to check on my studies and only saw me, gripping my penis and pounding away.

"Ahem... Little Pig."

Little Pig is my nickname because it sounds similar; that's what my mom calls me at home.

I froze, completely stunned. My mom...

I whirled around and saw her standing there dumbfounded, her eyes darting awkwardly to the side.

"Mom... you... don't you know you have to knock before entering someone's room?!"

I felt guilty, using anger to mask my embarrassment.

"I... I was worried you were studying too late, so I wanted to see if you were paying attention... how did I know..."

My mom looked innocently at my penis, though it was only for a second, I caught her gaze.

"You're making me feel really awkward, you know that?!" I almost blurted out.

"You're getting older, I don't blame you for doing this, but... self-defense in the middle of the night—I mean, it's normal, Mom doesn't think you're weird. You're at your most virile age." My mom's eyes drifted towards the wall.

"But if you don't study and only do this, your grades will get worse, you know that?" (I thought to myself: Don't you even know who's to blame?)

"When you're studying, you should take care of your physical needs first, instead of... doing things this way will be much less effective."

"I want to, but it's been like this since the beginning, I can't concentrate, and I can't solve it..." I decided to try to appeal to my mother's emotions.

"You... you can't even get it out...?" When my mother said this, she looked at my trash can and found it full of toilet paper wrapped with a strange liquid. I think she knew what it was.

"It was okay at first, but I haven't been able to for half an hour... I want to study hard, but it's so... hard for me to concentrate..."

As I said this, I let go of my hand, and my entire penis almost bounced against my pants. My mother was stunned when she saw my penis. I seized the opportunity and started to masturbate hard, trying to prove that I wasn't lying.

Time seemed to stand still. Mom didn't stop me; instead, she just stared blankly as I frantically masturbated. Five minutes felt like half an hour. Mom watched me masturbate, breathless and silent.

The scene was so bizarre. After a long while, my hand was so sore I couldn't move it anymore. (That's when I started testing Mom's reaction.)

"You see, I also find it annoying, but I really can't solve it. It's always so hard; who can study like this? That's why I'm doing this..."

"..." Mom was silent for a long time, then seemed to decide to speak but then closed her mouth again.

"Is it... is it always this big...?" Mom finally spoke. I knew this was my chance.

"Yes, and it doesn't go down at all. I can't do anything else, and besides, I don't know how to masturbate, but this seems to help a little."

"You don't know how?" Mom stared wide-eyed at my penis.

"The textbook didn't teach that." I said briefly and forcefully, trying to mislead my mom into thinking I was an idiot who didn't know how to masturbate, since she had already seen what was in the trash can.

I decided to keep going. It was easy at first, but then I couldn't control myself...

"Mom, do you know what to do? Teach me, you want me to continue studying, right?"

"I... I'll teach you? How can I? I'm your mother..." Mom seemed a little defensive. I knew I had to break down her defenses.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to touch her... I just want you to tell me what to do. Only you can help me now. I can do it myself."

Mom seemed relieved after hearing this. She thought it was just teaching her son the correct way to release his pent-up emotions, which was probably a mother's duty, so she started giving instructions.

"First... first, gently hold it with your hand..."

"Like this?" I deliberately pulled my hand back a few times, making my penis feel like it couldn't be held.

"No, you have to completely cover it..." Mom demonstrated by holding her wrist in front of me. I deliberately tried it stupidly again and again until she nodded.

"And then?" I asked. "Up...up and down." Mom seemed to have overcome her mental barrier. Now, as she spoke, she looked at my penis and then at my eyes, clearly telling me that she was just helping me.

Following Mom's method, I moved for about 10 minutes. "It doesn't seem to work...my hands are really sore...should I go to the emergency room...?"

"No need, Mom can handle this kind of small thing...Mom also helps Dad when he's not feeling well. I think...take your hand away so I can see."

At this moment, I noticed that Mom had moved her position. She had been behind me, but now she was on my right side and slowly knelt down. I knew I had succeeded.

Mom then reached out and grasped my penis, then glanced at me.

"I...I'm just helping you solve your problem. You can't tell Dad about this, okay?"

"I know," I looked at her sincerely. "I don't want to talk about something so embarrassing, don't worry."

Then, after grasping my penis, Mom began to slowly stroke it.

"It's so hot, has it always been this hot?" Mom tried to smooth things over by saying something polite.

"Your hands are so cold... but this feels much better... it's really effective. It's a good thing you're here today, otherwise I might have ended up in the ER."

Mom chuckled softly after hearing this, then stopped looking at me and focused intently on my penis, stroking it up and down.

"Does this feel good?" Mom looked up at me.

"It...it feels good," I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, letting Mom know I was enjoying the pleasure she was giving me.

"Then...is it even more comfortable?" Mom said, increasing the speed and tightness of her hand movements, her eyes wide and watery as she looked at me.

"It's...it feels very good," I gritted my teeth, indicating that I felt good too.

"It feels so numb, what is this feeling... your hands are so skillful... Mom...faster,"

Mom said, increasing her speed again, her head starting to sway, her hair floating in the air. I smelled Mom's scent, a uniquely feminine scent, very similar to the girls in my class, a faint soapy fragrance.

I gripped the chair tightly, my hands shifting restlessly. My mother increased the speed of her stroking. My penis was already so hard I was almost numb, but I had to pretend it was pleasurable to keep the act going.

I deliberately acted as if my mother's speed was too good for me, and before I knew it, my hand was on her shoulder, one eye half-closed as I looked at her. "So fast…so good…"

My mother looked at my eye, then at my hand, but didn't tell me to take it away. She slowed down, glanced at my penis, then stared intently at me, her hand now incredibly fast, pushing and pulling at my penis. This time, I decided to be bolder.

"Hiss…so good…harder…harder!"

My mother actually cooperated with my commands, her hand tightening and moving up and down, but her eyes remained fixed on me.

I pretended I couldn't resist the pleasure and succumbed to a frenzied enjoyment. My right hand went straight to hug my mother's head. She looked at me in surprise, but I deliberately avoided looking at her, closing my eyes and savoring the pleasure she was giving me.

"Mom, you're so amazing, this feels so good,"

my mother said. She was about to ask me to let go of her head, but hearing me say that, she thought it was fine. I probably didn't mean it in this situation, so she let me press my palm against the back of her head and pull her closer to me.

After 15 minutes, my mother's hand seemed to be getting tired, and she looked at me with a troubled expression.

"Don't you want to ejaculate yet?" My mother looked up at me, her hand pressed against my side.

"This is already more comfortable than using it myself, but... but it feels like it's still a little bit short."

"Mom, isn't there a more comfortable way... please help me, I feel like I'm about to ejaculate, but it's just a little bit short..."

My mother released my penis and looked at me.

I was facing the desk, and my mother was kneeling to my right.

"Turn around, pull down your pants and stand up..." Mom didn't stand up, meaning she wasn't going to stop; it seemed she had another way.

I did as Mom said, pulling down my pants. Mom, who had been kneeling, changed her position and knelt directly in front of my penis.

"Could it be..." Before I could finish speaking, Mom breathed hot air onto my glans.

"Start sucking." After saying that, Mom opened her pink little mouth and swallowed about a third of my penis.

The temperature of her mouth was much higher than her hand, and I immediately knew that I was going to ejaculate this time.

Mom started sucking, and then spat my penis out.

"Your...your little brother is a bit big, so it will be a little difficult for me to swallow. Don't move around too much later."

After saying that, she directly used suction. My glans was instantly swallowed halfway by the strong suction, or rather, it slid in. Mom began to slowly suck, and even used her tongue to circle around my penis. Because my penis was too thick and a bit long, when it was two-thirds in, it was already hitting Mom's throat. Mom slowly swallowed and spat out my penis, bringing it into her mouth and then spitting it out. At this moment, Mom looked at me greedily like a water monster. I looked down at her. Because of my penis, her mouth was shaped like a horse's face as she spat it out. At this moment, I couldn't hold back anymore. I moved slightly, letting the rest of my penis go straight to the depths of Mom's throat.

"Ugh, press!!" Mom frowned as if protesting, but I couldn't care less. Originally, Mom didn't want me to move around, but this time I directly pressed my hand on the back of Mom's head and pushed it towards my crotch, forcing her to accept the size of my entire penis. Mom's throat was stretched open, making a "gurgling, whimpering" sound.

"Mmm... I'll take it," Mom said, making a sound to stop me when there was still a third of my penis in her throat, as if to tell me that I couldn't break my promise like this.

"Mom, this feels so good. I have nowhere to grab on, please don't stop... hiss... can you take it a little deeper... I feel... I feel like I'm about to cum..."

"Ugh... grunt..." These were the last sounds Mom made before giving in.

I started grabbing Mom's hair like Dad did, the only difference being that I didn't use thrusting, but instead grabbed the woman on my lap and slowly pushed it deeper into her throat, making "tsk tsk" sounds as it went in and out.

Mom could tell I was enjoying it, and she slowly accepted my intrusion. Her hands slowly moved up from under my pants to wrap around my waist, giving me oral sex like Dad did. Then Mom started moving on her own, forcefully swallowing and spitting out my penis.

And she was doing it voluntarily, which surprised and delighted me. Mom's pace quickened, her face flushed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Mom... thank you," I said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Hearing this, Mom unleashed her full power. I'd never seen a woman so quickly take a penis into her throat and move it so fast; almost every thrust made me lose my senses. Finally, I was about to ejaculate; my penis began to swell. Mom knew I was close to climax and looked up at me, our eyes meeting at the same time.

"Mom, I can't hold back anymore. Can I grab your head?"

"Ugh," Mom nodded, pausing only for a fraction of a second. She continued her rapid sucking as my penis moved in and out of her throat. I could feel the walls of her throat being stretched taut.

I went crazy. I grabbed Mom's head and forcefully thrust my penis deep into her throat. Mom didn't show any pain, but each thrust made a "gurgling" sound. My mind went blank; all I wanted to do was fuck this woman's mouth hard. I began to show no mercy, forcefully thrusting my penis into my mother's throat, each thrust pushing it deep inside. My penis finally reached its limit, and I was about to ejaculate.

My mother noticed and tried to pull her head away, but I held it firmly, forcing it back into her throat. After a brief struggle, she tightly embraced me, accepting my semen in her mouth and throat, shooting directly inside. She felt a warm current flow through her throat, reaching her stomach. Then she stopped struggling and slowly sucked on my penis, feeling the tightness and envelopment of my vaginal walls. Because I had ejaculated so much, some came out of her nose and drooled from her mouth, making her look like a wanton slut. Her face was shaped like a horse as she slowly pulled my penis out of her throat. When I pulled it out, a long, thick liquid followed, which my mother actually sucked into her mouth instead of pulling it out with her hands.

"Mom...you..." I was prepared to be scolded, after all, I had moved around without her permission, and even forcefully thrust into her every time, not to mention she had never agreed to let me ejaculate in her mouth. Looking at the semen spurting from her nostrils, there was quite a bit, and a thick trail of my semen remained around her mouth.

"It's okay, at least you feel much better now, right..." Mom said, licking the semen from her mouth with her tongue and wiping the semen from her nose with her palm.

"Does it feel good?" Mom was still kneeling and panting, after all, she had almost suffocated, and was now greedily inhaling.

"It feels great, thank you, Mom." I smiled happily at Mom.

"If you're still feeling uncomfortable like this and can't solve it yourself, Mom can help you. That way, things will be much more efficient, you know?"

Just as I was about to reply, my penis suddenly swelled up again, slowly growing larger. Mom, who had been looking at me, was drawn to my penis by my gaze and gasped.

"Why...why again?" she said, slowly grasping my penis and looking up at me.

"I don't know, maybe it's because Mom looks beautiful right now..." I answered, scratching my head and looking away. "Hey..." she said, gently patting my penis. "Mom, I have a suggestion." I said, bringing my penis closer to Mom's mouth and pushing it slightly against her lips.

Mom looked at me in surprise, said nothing, first trying to take my penis in her mouth with her lips, then inserting the whole thing into her mouth.

Chapter Two:

My mother's mouth was in an "O" shape, like a piston constantly receiving the thrusts of my penis. I could already hear the "gurgling" sound of her saliva, and bubbles kept rising and bursting from her mouth with her breathing. The lewd sounds filled the entire room. At this time, my penis began to regain its vitality, and I could feel her tight mouth sucking my penis as if trying to suck out everything inside. My mother changed from kneeling to leaning on me, shifting her weight to my groin, just to better match her piston-like rhythm. During this time, my mother began to use both her hands and mouth. After about a few dozen swallows and spits, my penis was covered with my mother's saliva. She then used her hands to tightly grip my penis and began to stroke it back and forth. At first, she used her right hand, but found that her hands were too small, so she simply used both hands. I grabbed my mother's head and bumped it against her lips back and forth.

"Mom...this won't do, it needs to be more intense..." I said, pressing her head closer to me so my penis could penetrate her throat completely. I could feel my glans being sucked by the muscles near my vocal cords, like swallowing saliva, as if she were playing with my half-inserted penis in her throat. I quickly realized I was about to ejaculate again.

But my focus wasn't on oral sex; I wanted to put my penis where it should be. As my mother continued to give me oral sex, I moved closer to her, until she was kneeling back, now only half a hand's width away from the bed.

I knew what I was going to do: pull her onto the bed and rape her forcefully. Just thinking about it stimulated my penis, making it even bigger than before.

This intense swelling made my mother's eyes widen. She tried to pull it out, but the engorged part of my penis was stuck in her throat.

My mother painfully slapped me with her hands, "Ugh...ugh...!!...!! Oh...ugh!"

Finally, she spat my penis out of her throat. As soon as it left her pink lips, a large amount of unidentified liquid came out, seemingly a mixture of saliva and male secretions, very viscous. Her mouth and nose were almost covered in this liquid, her face slightly flushed, and she kept gasping for breath.

At this moment, I helped my mother up and moved her towards the bed. She still didn't react, so I thought I could move. Just as I was about to touch her breasts, a hand suddenly slapped me away.

"What are you doing...I said I was helping you solve your problem...I didn't...I didn't...say you could do this..." My mother seemed to still have some sense and realized what I was about to do, so she immediately stood up and pushed me away.

"I couldn't, I couldn't ejaculate in that state..." I panicked. I never expected my mother's defenses to be so hard to break down.

"No, we agreed at the beginning that I was just...cough cough!! Helping...helping you solve this problem." My mother was still choking from the previous climax.

"But..."

"If you go any further, I won't help you anymore," Mom said, her eyes fixed on me. I knew I had failed.

"I'm sorry, I lost control of my emotions. Please continue... I won't do it again," I mumbled, head down.

Mom glared at me for a few seconds, then looked down at my penis, her expression one of utter rage. She looked up at me again, her expression cold and serious.

At this point, I grew bolder. I slowly placed my hand on my mother's shoulder and gently pressed her down, signaling her to continue. My mother's eyes remained fixed on me, but she cooperated with my pressure and slowly knelt down. However, she used her hands but refused to use her mouth, which made me anxious. As my mother used both hands to stroke my penis, she leaned forward and swayed back and forth. I followed her momentum and slowly used my penis to bump against her nose. My mother simply turned her face away, and I could only lightly touch her cheek. After about five more minutes of this, my mother finally turned her face towards my penis.

"I'm serious," Mom said, and without another word, she swallowed my penis. But this time, she seemed a little wary, only putting in about half. Then she started moving her mouth in and out repeatedly, tightening the gaps in her mouth with each thrust. Finally, around the thirtieth thrust, she took the entire exposed base into her throat, using the same method she had just used, stimulating my penis with her vocal cords, manipulating it in her mouth and throat.

At this point, I felt so good that I put my hands on Mom's shoulders. Mom gave me a warning look, making me hesitant to act rashly, but I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm sorry..." I grabbed my mother's head with both hands and started ramming my penis into her throat and mouth, just like my father had done. My mother seemed to accept it. Each thrust brought out different fluids from our points of contact. I felt a tingling sensation in my genitals, and I knew it was almost time. My mother noticed that I was getting bigger again, filling her entire throat. But this time she was prepared. She only paused briefly, took a breath through her nose, and began a rapid, anaerobic thrusting motion. The sounds of "tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk" filled the room. Finally, I felt an urge to explode. The feeling was so exhilarating, but my mother didn't slow down. I knew that if she kept thrusting while I ejaculated, it would be very uncomfortable later. But she didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. I had thought that my mother definitely wouldn't let me ejaculate inside her throat this time, which surprised me.

Because I had just pinned Mom down on the bed, her back was facing away from mine. I simply shoved her head between my legs, leaning my entire body against the bed to immobilize her head. My penis pushed her head deeply into the bed, and I gripped her hair tightly, kneeling on the bed. Mom sat slumped on the floor, letting my semen mercilessly spray deep into her mouth. I felt her choke on a mouthful of saliva as it sprayed onto my stomach, but I showed no mercy. I thrust rapidly, as if it were a vagina, ejaculating after about seven seconds. I slowed down slightly, but my hips continued to move naturally, rhythmically against Mom's mouth. Mom's body softened from its rigidity, and she placed her hands on my waist, naturally cupping my buttocks as if drinking from a water tank. She continued until I ejaculated the last drop of semen into my mouth, then slowly pushed me away. I regained my senses and slowly pulled my penis out of her mouth. Only then did I see her face covered in liquid, tears streaming from her eyes. I realized it wasn't that I had made her cry; it was the urge to vomit from ejaculation, especially since I felt the force of my ejaculation was quite strong, like a jet of water hitting my throat. My semen, sweat, and saliva covered her face.

"Suck it again..." I blurted out unconsciously. Mom glanced at me, then obediently brought her face close to my penis again, slowly taking it in and stroking it, but very slowly, letting me feel the afterglow and warmth.

After moving about a dozen times, Mom slowly released my penis.

"Is that better?" she asked again after releasing it.

"Yes, thank you, Mom. I'll study hard from now on, and if I can't solve a problem myself, I'll ask you for help," I said sincerely.

"Be good next time," she said, kissing my glans before slowly standing up and walking towards the door.

"If you're tired, don't study anymore. Go take a shower and go to bed," she said as she left my room. I, on the other hand, was weak and exhausted from two consecutive large ejaculations. I closed my eyes, still finding it unbelievable as I recalled what had just happened. Halfway through my thoughts, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, because I was too tired, I forgot to set an alarm and slept until 11 a.m. When I got up, my pants were still up to my calves, obviously I had forgotten to pull them up the day before. I struggled to get up and was about to put my pants on when I noticed something strange: my penis seemed to still be wet. That couldn't be, I had gone to sleep around 3 a.m. yesterday, there was no reason why it would still be wet after seven hours. Suddenly I realized that my mother must have done something while I was asleep.

I put on my pants and went to take a shower. I found my mother still sleeping. I opened the door and looked at her. She was fast asleep, completely sprawled out. She must have had a tough night. I went into the room and looked at my mother's sleeping face. To be honest, she looked like a high school student. Her ponytail was neatly tied back, with only a little bit of short hair showing. There wasn't a single wrinkle on her face. I don't think anyone would doubt that she was my sister. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked like she was in her early twenties. Plus, she was wearing a tank top and shorts, which accentuated her figure. I felt like her breasts were about to burst out, but at that moment, I had no such thoughts. I just lowered my head and gave her a quick peck.

"Thank you... I'm going to school now."

After closing my mother's door, I went to school, but I wasn't paying attention at all. My mind was filled with the scenes from last night, like a dream.

"Zhou Xiaojie from Beichang, don't be so arrogant! The teacher is teaching and you're just spacing out with your hand on your head!" The voice came from my good friend, Jialong. He comes from a single-parent family and was raised by his mother. I always felt he had a mother complex.

"Huh, was I spacing out?" I scratched my head, indicating that I hadn't noticed.

"Numbers 23 and 29, stand up!"

I was stunned. Wasn't she calling me? I immediately stood up. The speaker was our earth science teacher, a woman around 25 years old. She had an arrogant expression on her face, cold and harsh. The students all disliked her.

"Talking in class? What are you talking about that you want the teacher to hear?" The teacher gave me a look that seemed to want to embarrass me.

In the throes of rebellion, Jialong and I couldn't take such a provocation and immediately fired back.

"Zhou Shijie was just saying whether the teacher likes him," Jialong retorted defiantly.

"Impossible! How could the teacher possibly like me? I'm too young; I wouldn't dare aspire to that!" I said, making an exaggeratedly shy face, which made the whole class burst into laughter.

The teacher, caught off guard, remained expressionless and turned to Jialong, saying, "Sit down." Then

she turned back to me, saying, "You, stand." Without looking back, she turned back to the blackboard to continue writing the key points. I stood there for the entire period until the end of class.

It happened to be the last class, and after class, I hurriedly rode my bike home, feeling that something exciting was bound to happen at home.

When I got home, my mother was still sleeping. I went into her room and said, "Why are you still sleeping?! I'm so hungry!!"

But my mother was fast asleep and didn't respond to me at all. I tried calling her again, but there was still no response. For some reason, I pulled down the waistband of my uniform pants, took out my semi-erect penis, and slapped it against my mother's face. My mother remained unmoved. After slapping her for a while, my penis was fully erect.

At this moment, I saw my mother's lips slightly parted, so I quietly brought my penis close to her mouth. However, her teeth were clearly clenched in her half-asleep state. I gently pried them open, revealing a size large enough for the glans to enter, and slowly pushed my penis in. After moving it a few times, I realized it wasn't good because her teeth were still slightly clenched and would scrape my skin. So I pulled my penis out, and her jaw slowly closed. I wasn't giving up, so I put my penis back into her mouth.

This time, I inserted my penis into the gap between her teeth and lips, thrusting it back and forth against her left cheekbone. Although I didn't feel much, the sight of my penis filling her mouth excited me. It occasionally rubbed against her teeth, so I increased the pressure. At this moment, my mother frowned slightly, her eyes slowly opening. She was startled for about five seconds when she saw me, then our eyes met. I didn't move, and my mother stared straight at me. I defiantly pushed my penis towards her teeth. My mother felt uncomfortable with this forceful insertion, but she still slowly opened her mouth, exploring the head of my penis with her tongue before gently taking it into her mouth with her outer lips, slowly sucking. However, because she had just woken up, she was weak all over, only able to move her head slightly. I could see she was getting impatient.

"A little more," I asked.

My mother glanced at me, slowly leaning closer to me, creating a comfortable position for her to move up and down, and began to move more vigorously, sucking back and forth.

"I'm sorry, I made you very uncomfortable yesterday, didn't I?"

Mom paused for a moment upon hearing this, then shook her head, but still held my penis tightly. I gently held the back of her neck with my thumb and forefinger and began to sway back and forth. It must have been very unpleasant for Mom to have her mouth violated like this as soon as she woke up, but I, who had just gained this privilege, was not about to let this opportunity pass. I began to press her head down hard, so that each thrust could penetrate her throat deeply. After about ten minutes, I started to speed up, which made Mom frown slightly and glare at me with a hint of annoyance. I didn't care about that and treated her mouth, which was open by my penis, with the same speed, making her lips wet with each thrust. I kept lifting my waist, so that Mom could hold my buttocks to avoid losing her balance. I took advantage of her weight shifting towards me and thrust even more fiercely.

Finally, I felt a tingling sensation, but I was determined to do something different today. Just as I was about to ejaculate, I slowly pulled my penis out. My mother's eyes widened, knowing what I was about to do. Instead, she tried to pull me towards her head, wanting me to pour it down her throat. But I gently moved my mother's head back with my hand, deliberately letting her drink some of it and let her taste the rest on her tongue.

I finally ejaculated. I shot about two times into her throat, then pulled out about two-thirds, with the remaining five slowly flowing out of my mother's mouth. My mother's brow was furrowed, seemingly unwilling, but helplessly, her head was under my control, and she could only let my semen slide onto her tongue. My mother's chin thickened slightly; I knew she was waiting to spit it out, leaving the semen on her jaw so she wouldn't swallow it. When I came to my senses, I slowly pulled my penis out. My mother thought I was finished and was about to get up when suddenly I shoved my penis back in. She looked at me with a puzzled expression because this action stirred up the semen that had been accumulating under her tongue, causing it to flow directly into the depths of her taste buds. To breathe, my mother had to swallow my semen first. I knew I had succeeded.

"Gulp... gulp..." I heard this sound until my mother swallowed before slowly pulling out. Afterwards, I gave my mother two tissues to wipe herself.

"Didn't I say you can only come to me if you can't solve it yourself? Are you using me as a tool for venting your frustrations?" Mom stared at me angrily, her initial pleasure replaced by bewilderment.

She took a tissue and slowly spat out the semen still in her mouth, a thick, stringy liquid mixed with saliva, hanging between her lips and the tissue.

"You're really outrageous! I told you to study, but you're always thinking about these things. Now you're using your mother as a sex object! Don't think that helping you satisfy your needs means you can touch me however you want."

After saying this, Mom grabbed the tissue and strode towards the bathroom, leaving me alone in the living room, dazed and unaware that my penis was still hanging outside my pants. Ten minutes later, Mom, seemingly having brushed her teeth, came out wiping her face with a towel. By then, I had already put my pants back on. The situation was a little awkward; I had no idea what to say. Just as I was hesitating about how to break the silence, Mom spoke first.

"You're still young, and I don't blame you for being curious about these things, but you need to understand that I'm still your mother. Have you ever seen a child come home from school and put their genitals in their mother's mouth?"

"But you're not just anyone, you're my mother, a mother who's willing to make any sacrifice for me. I want to emphasize that I didn't use you as a sex object. I just knew that when I encountered difficulties, you would definitely help me. I didn't take your kindness for granted. I apologize to you. Actually, I could have handled it myself today, but your way is a thousand times more comfortable than my own. I'd rather have my mother help me than clumsily try to handle it myself for so long."

My mother looked at me with a smile. "Look at you, talking so sensibly, just trying to cover up your guilty conscience. I won't hold it against you today, but you'd better not go too far. If your father comes back and sees this, he'll beat you to death." Seeing

that my mother didn't pursue this erroneous behavior too much, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. What was gratifying was that she said "when," which meant there would be a next time. I was thinking that next time I would not only put my penis in her mouth, but I would also put my penis into her piston hole and make her mine...

Chapter 3

"Zhou Xiaojie!" I was stunned. She was calling me again.

Every time geography class comes around, I always drift off. After all, I have absolutely no interest in this stuff. As one of the top students in the class, I've already crammed the textbooks into my head. Honestly, I have absolutely no interest in listening to what the teacher is teaching. And this teacher, with her damn queen-like demeanor, looks like a slut, as if good students should kneel down and lick her toes.

"Zhou Xiaojie, I've told you many times, just because you have good grades doesn't mean you don't need to pay attention in class. Do you want everyone to follow your example?"

"Teacher, I'm not ignoring the lesson, it's just that my head really hurts."

The female teacher looked at me with an arrogant expression. "If you're not feeling well, go to the infirmary. If you don't want to listen, go home." Here we go again. This woman never gives anyone a way out. She always tries to embarrass me in front of the other students. Everyone knows this is the rebellious phase, so I didn't disappoint and retorted.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, but what you teach is so easy to understand just by opening the textbook. I don't know how teachers are supposed to be these days."

"Sorry, what did you say?" The teacher's tone was flat, but she swooped down from the lectern and approached me directly.

"I didn't quite understand what you said. Say it again?" She poked my head with chalk, making me feel like I was about to burst into flames. I slapped the chalk away and pushed her hand away.

"Show some respect. I'm also born of parents, I..."

Yes, I didn't finish my sentence because I was now sitting on the floor. Why? Because she slapped me hard, making me fall heavily to the ground.

"Speak to a teacher like that? How did your parents raise you? Don't you have any manners?"

"I'd like to see what your parents look like." That was me saying that. Yes, which male student would willingly accept being slapped? Tell me so I can worship them. The nosy classmates then pulled out their phones to record every move the teacher and I made; they probably recorded everything except the slap I just received. Just as I was worried I wouldn't get a record, the teacher slapped me again.

The farce is over, and now the female teacher and I are both in the principal's office.

"As a student, you should have a respectful attitude towards your teachers. You openly talked back to your teacher. Aren't you afraid of being expelled?"

The principal's attitude of trying to push all the blame onto me made me unhappy.

"As a teacher, beating a student in front of everyone, aren't you afraid of being condemned?" I turned to look at the female teacher angrily. Let me introduce her in detail. This female teacher is named Qian Yuanting. She is 165 cm tall and has a model-like figure that many male students admire. The key point is that her breasts look like a C cup. Her teaching ability is average. I heard that she has a rich boyfriend and her family background is also good. It seems that she is a teacher just to make a living and earn some pocket money. She usually wears a white shirt with a flat neckline, a tight-fitting skirt, and high heels to work. All of them are black. She likes to wear black stockings with vertical stripes. She has a glamorous face and usually goes to work without makeup. Her hair is long and tied in a ponytail. It is the standard outfit for a student's sweetheart. But I don't know why I just don't get along with her, especially the two slaps that I still hold a grudge against.

"Teacher Qian, you're basically the homeroom teacher for this class. I suggest you try to reconcile with the student privately. After all, even if you have a moral high ground, resorting to violence is a wrong example. You're a teacher, after all."

A bunch of nonsensical nonsense started rambling on, making my ears itch, but I still patiently spent a whole class period with these two scoundrels before slowly leaving the office with the teacher.

"Zhou Xiaojie, let me tell you, you'd better behave yourself from now on. I can turn a blind eye, but I've already given up on you as a student."

"Teacher, I advise you to reconcile with me quickly. I'm planning to get a medical examination today and report your misdeeds to the Education Bureau. From now on, don't even think about setting foot in the education field."

"Are you threatening me?" Teacher Qian glared at me angrily and grabbed my collar.

"A student like you, a piece of trash, only adds to society. Why don't you just die? You dare threaten me? Do you know how much time your mother spent getting this teacher position?"

"No, that's none of my business. Anyway, after you're expelled, you have a boyfriend who'll feed and house you. Do you care?"

"Do you believe I could throw you off the fourth floor and nobody would know? Do you believe me?"

"I believe you, the whole world believes me, because I recorded it all." I took out my phone and waved it in front of the teacher.

She panicked and gasped. "Give it to me!!!"

Seeing her reach for it, I quickly put the phone in my pocket. "If you want to settle this, come to the rooftop after school and negotiate with me." After saying that, I went straight back to the classroom and left without looking back.

After school, I went up to the rooftop alone and found Teacher Qian already there, her arms crossed in a defensive stance.

"What exactly do you want?" Her eyes were red and swollen, clearly she had just cried. Being bullied like this by a student would break even the strongest teacher. Originally, I was planning to ask her to take off her clothes so I could touch her, but seeing her pitiful appearance, I felt a little soft-hearted. But then, a brilliant idea struck me.

I realized I was incredibly clever. I took out my phone and shouted to the teacher:

"Teacher, I've always liked you."

Teacher Qian was stunned for a moment, then immediately burst into tears. "What do you want?"

she said through gritted teeth. To be honest, I didn't expect to push her to this point, but I still wanted to see how far she would go.

"I can let you touch me, but you have to give me your phone." After saying that, she slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, revealing a size large enough for me to put my hand inside, indicating that I should finish touching her quickly.

"Teacher, you're wrong. I'm not that shameless."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to apologize." Teacher Qian was a little stunned. "I don't want you to apologize, I want to apologize to you."

This time she was completely dumbfounded. It was very different from what she had thought.

"Teacher, I know you treat me like I'm useless, but do you know, I have to go to work every day after school, go to tutoring centers to teach kids younger than me, and then go home to read and sleep. It's already so late. I'm spacing out at school because I don't want to lie down and fall asleep.

" "Go on..."

"Just don't hate me so much in the future. I hope to become your best student, a hardworking and helpful assistant. You know I have good grades, but,"

she said, "I just don't listen in class."

"Hmm."

"I've always been the one who loves you the most. I never thought of threatening you, I just wanted to annoy you. I also don't want you to apologize to me in front of your classmates, that would damage your dignity, teacher. I understand, that's why I asked you to come up here. If you misunderstood, I apologize. I didn't mean to hurt my favorite teacher."

After saying that, I walked towards the teacher and deleted the voice file in front of her. "I would never hurt you, teacher."

"I didn't realize you liked me so much." The teacher was now wiping away tears and snot. I slowly took out a tissue from my pocket.

"Everyone expresses themselves differently."

"Since you like me so much, you should listen to my lessons instead of disobeying me." The teacher started chatting with me while sitting down. Seeing that I had lost the only tool that could threaten her, and now she was facing a completely harmless student who wholeheartedly liked her, she didn't seem so wary.

"To be honest, I'm way ahead of the curve with all this stuff. It's not that you're teaching badly, it's just that I really understand it all."

After saying that, I went over and buttoned up the teacher's shirt. She looked at me in surprise.

"I don't want my goddess to be exposed too early, so I won't have to expect you to be exposed in the future." I had barely finished speaking when she punched me, but it was only on the shoulder, not much different from playing around.

"Idiot..."

"Teacher"

"What?"

"From now on, I'll help you borrow your textbooks, okay? I think if even I'm willing to be your assistant, the class will be more obedient to you."

"Okay, after all, the ringleader should be punished, hee hee.

" "Teacher"

"What's wrong? Haven't you been weaned yet?"

"Let's go quickly, what if the iron gate closes?"

After saying that, the two of us playfully walked downstairs to leave the school, and she drove her car to block me at the school gate.

"Get in, the teacher will pick you up today."

"But I have a bicycle."

"You can ride back tomorrow."

"Then how will I get here tomorrow?"

"Of course I'll pick you up. If you're late, you don't need to come to class."

The teacher smelled nice in the car. We chatted all the way, talking about why we didn't get along in the first place. We chatted until we got home. After agreeing on a time for the teacher to pick me up for class tomorrow, the teacher drove off. I smiled, took out my keys, and went inside. As soon as I entered, I realized something was wrong. There was a broken piece of porcelain on the floor, and no one had cleaned it. The whole house was dark and there was a series of arguing sounds. I heard my mother screaming, but I remembered that my mother was going back to her parents' home in the north. She shouldn't be home.

I decided to go to the room to see what was going on. Before I even got there, I saw my mother standing at the door with her hands on her hips, trembling with anger. I quickly went to the door and looked inside. It was my father, but lying next to him was another woman.

"You keep saying you're busy, tell me, what are you busy with?"

Dad didn't utter a word in the face of Mom's accusations. The woman beside him silently put on her clothes. Mom then went to the living room, ripped the telephone off, and threw it at Dad's face. Dad was completely enraged by this action. He picked up the phone and threw it at Mom, but I blocked it with my body. I winced in pain; Dad, after all, was a soldier, and his strength was considerable.

"Are you trying to embarrass Mom to death...?"

"Get out!" Mom pointed at the woman, then at Dad.

"You get out too. I'm going to file for divorce tomorrow." With that, Mom grabbed my hand, pulled me to the living room, grabbed the car keys, and took me to the hospital.

"Does it hurt...?" Mom was still crying as she said this. I gently wiped away her tears with my fingers.

"Mom, what happened?" Mom then began to cry hysterically.

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