My mature mother was raped.

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I.

My name is Xiaoxiang, and I'm 17 years old. I'm an ordinary high school student with an ordinary hairstyle, wearing ordinary
clothes, and living an ordinary life. I attend high school in our small county town, so I can go home every day to
see my parents and eat the meals my mother cooks.

My mother's name is Wang Meixia, and she's a Chinese language teacher at a junior high school in the county town. Although our family
isn't well-off, my mother is quite particular about her appearance. She always keeps two formal outfits in her wardrobe: a
suit for winter and an office lady outfit for summer. Of course, stockings are indispensable in summer.
There are always several pairs of unopened or clean flesh-colored or black stockings on my mother's bedside table. My mother never
lets me touch these things; for me, my mother's bedside table is forbidden territory.

There are two junior high schools in our county town, the so-called No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School. Because we don't have any powerful connections,
my mother could only teach at No. 2 Middle School. Like all second-rate junior high schools, No. 2 Middle School can be described as a den of devils
. Families with power and influence, whose children are quite unambitious,
spend large sums of money to send their children here to avoid the label of illiteracy.

My mother once told me that students here receive an average of over 2000 yuan in pocket money per month—good heavens,
that's a month's hard work for my parents! I'm very fortunate that my grades are excellent. I was directly
admitted to ; I think that's the only thing I can be proud of.

Although the school is in the southernmost part of the county, the county is relatively small, and I
ride my bicycle almost the entire way with my head down, so it only takes about ten minutes to get home. This morning, the teacher said that we needed to order additional study materials, costing 120 yuan
per student. I had no choice but to go home. I usually only have 10 yuan a day, including food,
so I went home for lunch today, even though I don't usually go home.

The drive home took about ten minutes. As soon as I got to my building (the apartment was allocated by my father's work unit; it's only
80 square meters and quite old), I noticed a very cool mountain bike parked at the entrance. I'd always
wanted one, but the price of several thousand yuan always made me hold back. Who in the building would ride such a stylish bike?

Almost everyone in this building was a laid-off worker, but then I thought it might be someone's child or relative, so I
stopped thinking about it. I parked my bike, glanced at the cool mountain bike a few times, and then enviously walked into the building.

My apartment is on the first floor. My dad couldn't afford it; when the housing allocation was done, he was left with this cold,
damp first floor in summer. Sigh…

Knock, knock, knock… I knocked a few times. My mother usually gets off work around eleven, so I figured someone would be
home .

"Who is it?" My mother's voice came from inside, sounding a little out of breath.

"Mom, it's me, Xiaoxiang." Sigh, maybe it's because I just rode the bike and my heart hasn't calmed down yet.

"Oh...yes, Xiaoxiang...Mom's...doing housework...wait a minute..." Mom
was still panting, and her voice sounded a little uneven.

"Okay, I know," I replied. So Mom was doing housework; no wonder her voice sounded strange.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...hurry up, we're here..." I vaguely thought I heard that sound.

I waited outside the door for about a minute, then click, the door opened, and Mom leaned out, her face flushed. She was wearing
her usual work clothes: a gray office suit, slightly wrinkled, her flesh-colored stockings no longer smooth
, and her high heels were half-dangling.

"?" Mom usually changes into casual clothes when she gets home, and she said she was just doing housework. Given
her personality, why would she be wearing work clothes? And would doing housework make her face so red?

"Xiao Xiang, why did you come back so suddenly at noon today?" Mom asked, her face flushed. I could tell
she was trying to calm herself.

"Oh, the school ordered some new materials today, so I came home to get some money." Strange, usually
Mom is always so eager to open the door for me when I come home. Why today? As I reached for the door, Mom
saw my movement and quickly opened it for me.

"You can just make a call from school, and Mom will bring it to you." Mom said, gesturing for me to come inside.

"It's okay, it's so close. Besides, I just wanted some fresh air."

Walking into the living room, I suddenly saw a boy who looked like a middle school student
sitting comfortably but slightly awkwardly on the sofa. His clothes were all designer brands, but they looked rather
comical on him, crookedly draped over his shoulders. He must be Mom's student. Ah, look at the rich kid. But
why would Mom bring her student home at this hour?

Mom seemed to notice my question and quickly interjected, "Xiaoxiang, this boy is my student
, Chen Chao. He's here today because..." Mom hesitated. Chen Chao

quickly chimed in, "Teacher Wang brought me here for tutoring. She wants to improve
my grades." He looked at Mom.

Mom agreed, saying that although Chen Chao's grades weren't ideal, he was very smart, so she
gave him extra help today. Hearing Mom's words, Chen Chao's embarrassment faded, and he smiled
at me, saying, "You must be Brother Xiaoxiang! I often hear the teacher mention you in class, telling us to learn from you. Hehe,
the teacher also said I have strong practical skills..." He looked at Mom, whose face turned even redder, and
she lowered her head, avoiding our gaze.

"Honestly, even my mom blushes when her student jokes," I thought to myself.

"Since Brother Xiang is back, I'll be going now. I'll ask Teacher Wang to tutor me again next time!"
Saying this, straightened my clothes and left the living room. A moment later, I saw Chen Chao ride
away on that cool bicycle through the window.

"Xiao Xiang, are you hungry? Do you want Mom to cook?" Mom's complexion was much better now, and she asked me with a smile.

"Hehe. No need, Mom, give me the money now, I need to hurry back to school, I have class this afternoon."

"Xiao Xiang, study hard! Mom will always support you." She handed me two hundred yuan.

"I will." Taking the money, I turned to leave, but wait? Why are there a few wads of toilet paper under the table?

I bent down to pick it up, but Mom was faster; she immediately grabbed it, her face flushed, and clutched the tissue in her
hand .

In that instant, I thought I smelled something…

II.

Holding the two hundred yuan Mom gave me, I quickly rode my bicycle to school. But
some doubts lingered in my mind: Why was Mom still wearing her work clothes after work? Usually, Mom would cook dinner first thing when she got home;
why wasn't she cooking today? What was going on with that student? Mom never brought any student
home for tutoring, no matter what…

Oh well, I shouldn't think about it too much. This time, Mom gave me two hundred yuan. After paying for materials,
I'd have over eighty yuan left, enough for a while. Great!

High school classes are always so boring. Fifty minutes in class is undoubtedly
torture for us young people. Fortunately, my grades are good, and the teacher usually turns a blind eye to
my little antics in class.

I laid the book flat on the table and intently stared at the phone beneath it (hehe, guys, you all
used this trick in high school, right?). The phone was my dad's old Nokia N72, quite worn, but
still functional. By the way, on my way to school this time, I passed by the No. 2 Middle School where my mom works, and I happened to see
Chen Chao, the tutor who comes to my house, chatting with his classmates at the school gate. I vaguely heard the words "mature mother." What does that mean?

Although I've read some erotic novels, I've never seen the term "mature mother"
in What does it mean? Well, the internet is so convenient these days. I skillfully opened UC Browser,
went to Sogou Search, and searched for "mature mother." Instantly, the search results I wanted appeared. Wait, why is it like this?

The search results prominently featured phrases like "My Teacher's Mature Mother," "The Sexual Temptation of Mature Mothers," and so on.
My youthful vigor surged, and seeing these words instantly made my blood rush to my genitals. "My Teacher's Mature Mother"—what an alluring
name! For some reason, seeing this name always reminded me of my mother, Wang Meixia. Wasn't she
also a teacher? Could my mother be called a "teacher's mature mother"? Ah, what was I thinking?!

Trembling, I opened the link to "My Teacher's Mature Mother." From the very first paragraph, my face
flushed as quickly as my genitals. How could there be such a mother? The protagonist's mother was forced to have sex by her students…
Why did it stop at the fourth chapter?

Sigh, my mother, a teacher, was sexually assaulted by students the same age as her sons in the toilet, in the car, even
in the office… I fantasized… Wait! Why was I fantasizing about my mother, just
like in the story? I couldn't think any further.

I quickly shut down UC Browser, picked up my textbook, and tried to distract myself with the content, but I kept unconsciously
drawing my mother into the story.

I spent the afternoon in a daze, realizing I couldn't stay at school any longer. My lower body was constantly
flushed from the chaotic thoughts in my head. High school students have evening study sessions, so I asked the teacher
for leave, citing illness, and left school. I figured home was the only place that could clear my head.

I rode my bicycle unsteadily back to my building, parked it at the entrance, and... wait,
why Chen Chao's bicycle still here? I clearly saw
him ride it away at noon. With these questions in mind, I went to my front door. Just as I was about to knock, I heard intermittent
sounds from inside.

"Ah... hurry up... what if someone comes..." It was my mother's voice, but
what was she doing? In an instant, I thought of my teacher-mother fantasy. No way, how could my mother do that?

But the next sound shattered my illusion: "Ah...it's too fast, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming
...ah..." It was my mother's voice, but it sounded so unfamiliar.

How could this be? How could my mother have sex with her student? That student was so young; at noon today, he even
called me "Little Xiang Brother." Isn't this something that only happens in novels? Why is it my mother
?

My mind was in turmoil. I wanted to rush into the house and loudly question my mother about why she was having sex with her student. At that moment,
I felt the blood rushing to my genitals. What was happening? I had an erection. I pressed hard
on my genitals, but my penis only grew larger, eventually forming a small tent.

I left the house like a lost soul and went to the window. The curtains weren't drawn. Strange, why
was there no sound at all? I desperately wanted to see what was happening inside, but the window was still very high.
That's it, the bicycle! I pushed my bicycle out and placed it under the window. Carefully placing my legs on the rack, I struggled to
maintain my balance and slowly stood up.

There was a faint light—the old desk lamp from junior high that I no longer used. Following the light, I saw
two bodies intertwined in front of the sofa. My mother was pinned down by Chen Chao, her upper body slumped on the sofa,
her lower body swaying unconsciously. Chen Chao was vigorously thrusting his penis against her. Although it wasn't very clear, I
could clearly see a large penis rapidly appearing and disappearing between her legs, repeating the motion repeatedly
.

Inside the room, Chen Chao grinned wickedly, holding something in his hand. I knew what it was—
something I would never normally touch: my mother's flesh-colored stockings. Chen Chao laughed as he thrust into my mother.
She seemed to be enjoying it, as her body was now swaying wildly.

At this moment, my own penis was very swollen. I reached out to touch it, but accidentally bumped into my phone
in my pocket. Oh no, I pressed the call button! My last call was with Mom… I was about
to hang up when I saw Mom's phone light up inside the house. But it wasn't Mom holding the phone; it was
Chen Chao. Chen Chao glanced at the screen, then grinned wickedly, pressed the call button… and held it to
Mom's ear. Damn, it's too late to hang up now.

"Hello, Mom, this is Xiao Xiang," I said, forcing myself to speak.

"Hmm… what… Xiao Xiang?"

I saw Mom's lips moving in the room. "Mom, I have a bit of a headache. Do you see if there's anything else in the house?"
"I'll take the painkillers when I get home," I made up an excuse.

"Of course... I have them. Ah!" Mom said, followed by a loud groan.

I knew that Chen Chao had just forcefully thrust into Mom's vagina.

Mom turned around and gave Chen Chao a resentful look.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a big snake startled me."

"Oh, Mom, I'll hang up now." Continuing to talk to Mom was pure torture.

"Ugh... Ah!! I peed! It shot into my uterus." Mom thought I had hung up, and now she no
longer cared about being reserved, moaning loudly and wantonly...

Three,

"Pee, pee it out, I want to see this elegant woman get fucked until she loses control of her bladder!" Chen Chao shouted loudly,
clearly very excited.

"Ugh... Teacher can't take it anymore, Teacher is going to be fucked to orgasm by the student!" Mom shouted loudly
, and her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted. I could clearly see wet
marks on Mom's thighs from outside the window. My mother really did lose control of her bladder from being fucked by her student.

She lay limply on the sofa, her body flushed a seductive red under the light. Chen Chao
seemed to have ejaculated too; he shifted back, his large penis sliding out of her vagina, bringing with it
a mixture of white semen, her vaginal fluid, and urine.

Chen Chao looked at my mother, a lewd smile on his face. He picked up her panties and stockings scattered beside the sofa
and carefully wiped his penis with her most intimate clothing. Soon, her clothes
were wet and shiny. Chen Chao patted her round buttocks, his mouth moving slightly, but I
no longer had the strength to listen. I abruptly pressed the hang-up button on my phone and left like a zombie.

My mother had sex with her student, and in my house no less! My mother experienced multiple orgasms from her student, and
this woman, known for her refinement, uttered the most vulgar words while being penetrated by her student.

I don't know how I left the home I always thought was so warm. Now I
wander aimlessly through the streets, lost and confused. When I saw my mother having sex with her student and being brought to orgasm
, I felt an incredible hardness in my penis. Shouldn't I have angrily kicked down the door and beaten up that
Chen Chao? Why did I watch my mother being fucked with such relish?

*Ring...* A phone rang. I looked down; it was my mother calling.

"Hello, Mom, what's up?"

"Xiao Xiang, Mom might have to work overtime grading papers tonight. You and Dad can just
make something simple for dinner. I probably won't be home until after 10 pm."

"Okay, I know. Take care of yourself, Mom."

I hung up. Grading papers?

I guess she's being examined by her student. I gave a self-deprecating laugh.

I don't know how long I walked, but when I looked up, I saw "Hao Zi Wei" – a chain restaurant. I was hungry, so I went in and ordered
two donkey meat sandwiches and a bowl of millet porridge. I sat down by the window to eat.

Watching the stream of middle school students rushing past outside, I glanced at my watch; it was already 6:30. I quickly
finished eating , ready to go home and rest, when I suddenly noticed two familiar figures walking against the flow of middle school students: my mother
, Wang Meixia, and her student, Chen Chao. Heh. Something was definitely up. I rushed out of the restaurant and carefully followed my mother
and Chen Chao.

I was about twenty meters away from them. From behind, Chen Chao was still wearing the same clothes he was wearing at noon, while my mother…
Mom changed into her usual business attire, a short skirt that barely
covered her knees, seemingly wanting people to see her still-wet flesh-colored stockings. The small top only
symbolically prevented people from seeing her rounded buttocks, revealing her fair arms…

Throughout the walk, Chen Chao kept touching Mom inappropriately, either wrapping his arm around her waist or suddenly groping her
buttocks. After following her for about seven or eight minutes, we arrived at Mom's workplace, the Second Middle School.

It was almost seven o'clock, and although it wasn't very dark yet, the school was already quite deserted. Only
a light was on at the gatehouse. Mom and Chen Chao whispered a few words to the gatekeeper and went inside. I
hurriedly followed, but was stopped.

"I'm her son, I'm here to give her something," I said anxiously, my words completely illogical.

The gatekeeper, an elderly man, didn't give me any trouble and let me in.

Oh no! While I was talking to the security guard, Mom and Chen Chao were already nowhere to be found
. I looked at the empty campus with a sense of helplessness.

Sigh, I remembered Mom saying she taught Class 3. With a try-it-and-see attitude, I went to
the door of Mom's classroom. The door was locked. I pressed my ear to the floor, but there was no sound.

Where could they be? Mom's office? That's unlikely; there's a teacher on duty tonight. Even
so, I still walked towards Mom's office.

The office light was on, meaning someone was indeed there. I quietly went around to
the window at the back of Mom's office. Luckily, the office was on the first floor. I found a few stones to stand on and peered through the window.

Chen Chao was sitting at Mom's desk, looking comfortable. But where was Mom?

Had she gone to the restroom? But I should be able to see her. Wait, Chen Chao's expression is strange! I
'd seen Chen Chao's blissful expression when he made love with my mother, and he looked the same way now. But...
suddenly I remembered a scene from the article "My Teacher and His Mother." Was my mother using her mouth?

I stared blankly at Chen Chao. After about two minutes, Chen Chao's body suddenly trembled violently a few times,
then he shouted loudly, "So good!" At the same time, my mother's desk moved slightly, and then my mother
crawled out from under the desk. Now my mother's hair was a little messy, her face was flushed, and there was some
white .

"Oh my, Teacher Wang, you look so tempting now. You're so different from the person you are when you're
teaching and educating people ," Chen Chao said lewdly, looking at my mother with a smile.

Because her mouth was filled with Chen Chao's semen, Mom only glanced at him sideways, but anyone could
see the intense lust in her eyes.

"My dear teacher, semen is a good thing for nourishing yin and beautifying the skin, don't waste it."

That bastard Chen Chao actually made Mom swallow his semen!

"Mom, don't eat it, don't swallow it!" I silently cried out in my heart.

Mom looked at Chen Chao, then lowered her head and thought for a while, seemingly conflicted. Chen Chao, seemingly sensing
her thoughts, roughly kneaded her sexy breasts through her clothes.

"Ah~" Mom opened her mouth and groaned.

I could see the white semen in Mom's mouth from outside the window; it was clear she was aroused. Her nipples
playfully tried to escape from her office dress. Then Chen Chao whispered a few
words in Mom's ear. Mom glanced at Chen Chao shyly, then closed her eyes and did the thing I least wanted to see—Mom actually
swallowed Chen Chao's semen! What did Chen Chao say to Mom?!

I saw my mother swallow the student's semen through the window, and I was stunned as if struck by lightning
. But to my surprise, my penis became erect again !

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