Woman + Slut = My Mother

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Woman + Slut = My Mother
Word count: 7141 words. My mother is, without exaggeration, an absolute beauty. She's thirty-seven years old this year, but looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. My mother is 168cm tall and weighs less than 120 pounds, full yet well-proportioned. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a sexy figure: full, large breasts, a large, round, firm bottom, and elastic, snow-white thighs, all highlighting her mature body and exuding sexual allure. Especially when she wears a tight dress, her rounded hip curves are even more pronounced, making one's imagination run wild. I'm 18 years old this year. Many netizens might think I'm making this up—how could my mother have me when she was nineteen? Actually, it's true, and not surprising at all. My mother joined the army at the age of 14 (because my maternal grandfather was still alive at the time, and he was a high-ranking officer, my mother's household registration was changed to show her age as 18. Even now, her ID card still shows 1962, not 1966). Because my mother had been playing the guzheng (a traditional Chinese zither) since elementary school, she worked as a performer in a military arts troupe for three years before transferring to my current city (to be honest, my mother always says she didn't like being in the army anymore, but I think it's because her skills weren't good enough to keep her). Since her original profession was guzheng, she was assigned to the city's song and dance troupe as a guzheng player. A year later, my mother and father got married, and I was born the following year. Initially, our life was quite good and stable. However, when I was five years old, an unexpected event caused unrest in our family. The song and dance troupe, due to a downturn, was on the verge of collapse. Everyone was looking for their own way out. At that time, the country was developing Hainan, and my mother decided to take a leave of absence to go there. My father didn't object. My mother went to Hainan, but after less than a week, she found it uninteresting. Through a comrade's contact, she went to Shenzhen and worked as a guzheng player in an entertainment venue. You see, my mother was a very beautiful woman, only twenty-four or twenty-five years old at the time. Especially in that kind of place, she naturally attracted some men. At first, my mother called home once a week, but then less and less. Finally, almost a year later, my mother came back. I remember they argued then. Later, my parents divorced, and I was given to my mother. My mother left again, but she didn't take me with her; my father picked me up again. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and my mother came back again. She took me to Shenzhen. My mother told me that she had brought me here to play, and in a few days, she would take me home with her and she wouldn't work there anymore. I was naturally very happy. My mother took me to many places, always accompanied by a man in his forties. This man spoke our local dialect, not the incomprehensible Cantonese. At that time, this man didn't live with my mother. A few days later, something happened that left an indelible impression on me. My mother told me that she was going to get a tattoo the next day, and we would go back home in a few days. At that time, I didn't understand what a tattoo meant. My mother told me it was like the characters Yue Fei had tattooed, or the dragon tattoo Shi Jin had in the Water Margin. I thought it was very interesting at the time. That night, my mother took a shower and went to sleep. The next day, the man came again. We went to a large beauty salon, supposedly run by Taiwanese people, specializing in color tattoos. There were many different colored tattoo images in the display window. The man and the doctor were talking about something. Then, my mother gave me her small bag to carry, and she went into the room with the nurse. The man and I stayed outside. About five minutes later, the nurse came out again and said to the man, "It's ready. The lady has agreed to the design. If you have no objections, please sign and pay." The man went to sign and pay. We went into the room, and I was stunned. A white suit, underwear, and panties were neatly folded and placed on a chair next to her. White high-heeled shoes were placed beside the bed. Her long hair was tied up, and she lay face down on a single bed in the room, covered with a white sheet. Two men in doctor's uniforms came in. A nurse pushed an instrument to the bedside and brought a large box. One of the doctors asked the man and my mother if they had any questions, and they both agreed. My mother smiled at me and said, "It'll be over soon, don't rush." The nurse lifted the white sheet, revealing my mother's snow-white body completely naked. The nurse covered her from the buttocks down with the sheet. One of the doctors took a pen from the box and sat on the bed, carefully drawing on my mother's back from her shoulders down to her upper buttocks. He was very skilled and quickly drew a "butterfly in love with flowers" picture. Then he stood up and stepped aside. At this moment, the nurse came in, took a needle, and pricked my mother's back. She then started the machine. Five minutes later, another doctor sat down beside her, holding the needle from the instrument in one hand and a coloring pen in the other, while the nurse sat on the other side with cotton wool. My mother didn't seem to be in any pain and smiled as she talked to the man and me. Time ticked by as the doctor worked on my mother. Two hours passed, and I found it incredibly tedious, so I went outside and watched TV in the beauty salon. Another hour or so later, two doctors came out first, followed shortly by my mother and the man. My mother was dressed, but her face looked unwell. The doctor saw us out and told my mother that it was a little itchy at first, but she shouldn't scratch it; it would go away in a day or two. We had lunch together, the man called a car, and my mother and I went home. I insisted on seeing what she looked like, but my mother wouldn't let me. That evening, when my mother was changing, I finally saw her—wow, she was so beautiful! A few days later, my mother packed her things. A middle-aged woman came, and my mother gave her money and a house key. She chatted with the woman, and soon the man returned. He hired people to carry our things to his car downstairs and took us to the airport. And so, my mother and I returned to our ordinary city in southern China. After returning home, we stayed in an ordinary house that Mom had rented sometime during the day. Mom went back to work at the dance troupe, though at that time it was just a job for the boredom of the day. A little over a month later, that man came. That's when I learned that Mom was going to marry him. He was a businessman in our city, forty-five years old at the time, who owned a restaurant and several shops in the city's most bustling commercial district. He was a wealthy man. In October, Mom got married. It was during this time that I developed an interest in Mom. I was seven years old then. The day before the wedding, many of Mom's friends from the dance troupe came. Several close friends stayed overnight. Mom wanted to send me to Dad's, but I cried and insisted on attending. Mom finally agreed, entrusting a woman to look after me. The next day, when I woke up, I saw Mom already dressed, her long hair styled in a bun, wearing makeup, a tight-fitting red cheongsam, red high heels, and flesh-colored stockings. She was adorned with jewels and looked exceptionally beautiful. A while later, the man came to pick up my mother. She and he went downstairs and got into the wedding car. Watching her back, her tight-fitting cheongsam accentuated her graceful figure, her rounded hips swaying. Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up inside me. At the wedding banquet, my mother and the man greeted the guests with beaming smiles. The man would occasionally pick her up, and they would hug or kiss, drawing cheers and applause from the crowd. In the afternoon, the wedding ended. I went back to their new home with them. The house was luxurious and large. After the guests left, my mother and the man were counting the wedding gifts in the living room. Seeing me standing beside her, she handed me a fifty-yuan note and said, "Go to the amusement park. Come back before dark, and don't go to the riverbank." I took the money and went downstairs. The amusement park was only a five-minute walk away. I went there. In the early 1990s, fifty yuan could buy a lot of rides. At first, I had a great time. But playing alone for a long time naturally got boring, so after a few rides, I went home. I knocked on the door, and the man opened it. He looked very unhappy when he saw it was me. I noticed he was wearing only briefs and was naked, but I didn't say anything. I went inside and into the room. The curtains were already drawn. Clothes, shoes, and socks were on the sofa. My mother was sitting on the bed, covered with a blanket. She was wearing the man's shirt. My mother told me to go back to my room, saying she was tired and wanted to sleep early. So I went out, and the man closed the door. I sat in the living room watching TV when I suddenly heard strange sounds from the room. Listening closely, I realized it was my mother's soft moans and the man's heavy breathing. At the time, I didn't understand what was happening, but I didn't dare knock to ask. As I grew older, I understood what I needed to understand. Four years ago, when I was 14, one late night, the man came home. My mother opened the door. I was watching TV. The man, reeking of alcohol, suddenly picked my mother up and carried her inside, closing the door behind him. But the door wasn't completely closed. How could I miss this opportunity? I secretly went to the door and peeked through the crack. The man placed his mother on the bed, quickly stripped off his own clothes, pounced on her, removed his pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifted her up, and removed her white bra. Her large breasts bounced out like little rabbits, and he gently caressed and licked them. He turned his mother over, so she was lying face down on the bed, revealing her plump buttocks tightly encased in narrow white trousers. Removing her trousers, he gazed at the completely naked beauty lying on the bed. His large penis was already erect. He caressed his mother's snow-white, full body, especially the colorful tattoos on her body, which greatly aroused his lust! He gently bit her back, buttocks, and legs, then turned her over again, greedily licking and kneading her breasts, kissing and licking her vulva, even circling his tongue inside. His mother...The soft moans she involuntarily let out excited him even more. He spread her legs and inserted his thick penis, thrusting rhythmically. His mother involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands on his shoulders, moaning intermittently. After a while, the man pulled out his penis, turned his mother over, and lifted her waist. She rose to her knees on the bed, her plump white buttocks protruding. Her snow-white flesh and colorful tattoos were particularly alluring under the dim light. The man then inserted his erect penis from behind, thrusting rhythmically, and his mother moaned repeatedly… The man's body slammed against her buttocks, making a slapping sound, and soon her snow-white buttocks were red from the impact. After a while, the man pulled out his penis, patted his buttocks, and said to his mother, "Dongxue, let me open your back door!" He then spread his mother's snow-white buttocks and inserted his penis again from behind, causing his mother to scream. His thick, hard penis pierced through my mother's plump buttocks, deeply penetrating her anus, viciously thrusting and ravaging it. His hands reached around my mother's full upper body, grabbing her two delicate, round breasts, cruelly kneading the two snow-white mounds with his strong hands, and forcefully pinching the two tender nipples with his fingers. My mother groaned loudly incessantly. The man slapped her snow-white skin hard, then continued, the groans growing louder. I couldn't tell if my mother was excited or in pain. I was truly aroused by what I saw! From that moment on, I was always mindful of my behavior. A little over a month later, my mother said to the man, "Your friend Liu Dong's wife called and said she wants me to teach her daughter, Xiao Lingling, the guzheng. I'm free anyway, so I'll find something to do." So my mother went to Liu's house several times a week. It was another weekend, and I was lying on the sofa watching TV while my mother was busy doing housework. She was wearing a red t-shirt and a tight black mini-skirt, her snow-white thighs and feet completely exposed. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were clearly visible. The wide neckline encircled her slender, delicate shoulders, revealing her snow-white neck and breasts. Combined with the tight, wrinkled, ultra-mini black mini-skirt, her snow-white, pink thighs and full, sexy buttocks were simply irresistible. Her high, large breasts bounced up and down with her movements, truly captivating. My heart pounded. After wiping the coffee table, Mom sat on the sofa chair next to her, wiping the glasses. At that moment, her two pink legs were spread open, her pink, transparent panties tightly hugging her bulging mons pubis, revealing a patch of dark pubic hair. A slit in the middle of the panties clearly showed the outline of her vulva, making me completely mesmerized. After Mom finished her chores, she told me she was going to teach Xiaolingling. Today, Mom wore an orange top and a black tight-fitting short skirt, flesh-colored crystal stockings, and high heels. Her long, beautiful legs were exceptionally attractive. Mom's long hair was down, and she was wearing makeup. Why was Mom dressed like this?
Could it be? I remembered some scenes from TV shows. I quietly took a carbon pen and went over, making a clear little black dot on my mother's left stocking. My mother didn't notice and went downstairs. After my mother left, I was bored at home, so I went out too. When I got to the bus station, I suddenly saw Xiaolingling and her mother. "Aunt Zhang, where are you going?" "Oh, I'm taking Xiaolingling to her maternal grandmother's house." "Where is it? In Shanghai. We're going to the bus station in a bit." "Can you come back that day?" "How could we? It'll take two hours. We'll be back the day after tomorrow." A taxi arrived, and they got in and left. Ah, my mother lied. She didn't go to Xiaolingling's house at all! Then what did she do? That evening, I returned home, and soon after, my mother came back too. She looked rosy-cheeked. "Mom, where did you go?" "Didn't I tell you? I went to Xiaolingling's house." "Why did it take you so long to come back?" "I had dinner with her parents." Haha, she lied through her teeth. How did my mother know I saw them? Mom went inside, and I glanced at her, even more excited. The black dot on her left stocking had moved to her right leg! Mom must be…
So I asked, “Mom, what are you going to do tomorrow?” “I have to teach her again tomorrow. That child is too stupid. No matter how I teach her, she won’t understand.” Heh, I chuckled inwardly. Mom, you can really lie through your teeth. Mom and Xiaolingling’s dad? No way, he’s a good friend of Mom’s husband, and he’s not good-looking either, not even as tall as Mom. Who could it be? I wondered. The next morning, after breakfast, Mom got ready again. Today, she wore a black dress, black stockings, black high heels, and light makeup, making her look even more alluring. Mom swayed her round bottom downstairs and left. I was home alone, imagining who Mom was with. It was almost ten o’clock at night, and Mom still hadn’t returned. I stood on the balcony when a black Crown car pulled up downstairs. The car stopped, Mom got out, and then the driver got out too. Yes! That license plate number belonged to Liu Dong! The man was indeed Liu Dong. My mother glanced up at the stairs, but because I hadn't turned on the light, she didn't see me. I hid by the door and watched through the peephole. My mother and Liu Dong went upstairs and talked at the door, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Finally, they hugged. Liu Dong wasn't even as tall as my mother! My mother is 1.68 meters tall, and with high heels, she's half a head taller than him. They kissed, and Liu Dong's hand was rubbing her butt. After a while, Liu Dong left. My mother took out her keys from her bag, and I hurriedly ran back into the house. My mother went inside and didn't say anything. She was the same as always, taking a shower and going back to her room. Mom, you're something else! You couldn't resist after that man had been gone for less than a month! After some time, the man returned, but I could always hear them arguing. At first, I was worried, thinking he had found out. Later, I learned that he probably had another woman in Guangzhou. A few months later, they divorced. The man was very generous, giving my mother the three-bedroom apartment and a shop in a commercial area. The rent from the shop was several thousand yuan a month, which was enough for her. Not long after my mother's divorce, I started my summer vacation. My workplace rarely had performances, so I begged my mother to take me on a trip, and she agreed. We went to Hangzhou. That day, my mother looked stunning. She wore a pale white sleeveless, tight-fitting, back-slit long dress, white high-heeled sandals, and her long, black hair was styled in a bun, making her look like a beautiful white swan. Because of the tight dress, the outlines of her bra and panties were clearly visible, further emphasizing her beautiful and sexy figure. The back slit made her long, slender, white legs even more alluring as she moved. Whether on the train or by West Lake, men kept giving her lustful glances. After a day of sightseeing, it was getting dark. We arrived at the hotel. My mother wanted a standard room, but they were all booked. The clerk looked at my ID, and seeing that I was only fifteen, he naturally didn't think anything of it. So he said to my mother, "Miss, would you and your son like to stay in a single room? It has a double bed." I was secretly delighted. My mother thought for a moment and agreed. We checked into the hotel, and my mother went to take a shower. It was so hot, and we were exhausted after walking all day. My mother lay on the bed, wearing only a small white thong. From childhood, she had never shied away from being shirtless in front of me. We turned off the light and went to sleep. How could I possibly fall asleep? Soon, I heard her soft snoring. In the streetlights and moonlight, with her back to me, her snow-white skin and red and green tattoos were enough to ignite any desire in me. I quietly moved closer, my hand reaching out to touch her breasts. She didn't react, remaining fast asleep. My other hand touched her plump buttocks, hidden beneath the thong. I pressed myself tightly against her, and suddenly, my legs twitched, and a gush of heat shot out, landing on her buttocks. I was terrified and quickly pretended to be asleep. My mother woke up, touched me, looked at me, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom. A moment later, she came out, this time completely naked, holding a clean pair of underwear. She hung them up, turned on the wall lamp, bent down, and opened her travel bag to find another pair. I looked at her, and Mom was so beautiful, I couldn't resist! Mom rummaged around for a while but couldn't find it. She checked her watch, went to the door, and locked it. She turned off the light and got back into bed, still with her back to me. Mom's nakedness made it even harder for me to fall asleep. After a while, my hand reached out again, touching her buttocks. It was the first time in my life I'd touched a woman's buttocks—so smooth! And cool to the touch. I greedily stroked them. Then I pressed myself against Mom. Suddenly, Mom turned around and grabbed my hand: "Xiaoming, what are you doing?" "I, I..." I stammered, my heart pounding, my hand gripping my penis. "Heh, so hard already, are you thinking about something?" I suddenly climbed onto Mom and started sucking on her breasts. Holding one hand to the other, the other hand stroking her body, "Xiaoming, get down," Mom whispered. "If you don't get down, I'll slap you!" "Mom, kill me! I saw you and Zhao Hui doing it. And at the door with Liu Dong..." "Ah, you bad boy, I'll kill you! This isn't for children, it's for adults!" Mom twisted her body, my legs between hers. My hand traced the entrance to Mom's vagina, which was already wet. My penis rubbed against the opening. "Get down, get down, or I'll kill you!" Mom said, but her legs spread wider, and she wrapped her arms around my body. The opportunity had come! I thrust downwards, Mom arched her back slightly, and my penis went in. Warm and wet. Mom let out a soft "ah." I imitated the man's movements, thrusting in and out, and Mom let out another soft moan, her arms tightening around me. I thrust hard, and Mom kept moaning. Soon, I ejaculated. She suddenly collapsed onto me. After a while, I pulled out, and Mom pushed me off. I hugged her. "Get up, move away from me, it's hot!" After a while, I recovered and moved closer again. Mom was lying on the bed, and I caressed her snow-white body, especially her plump, tender buttocks, greedily licking them and even biting them a few times. Mom groaned softly, "Gently, it hurts. You naughty boy!" I imitated a man, wrapping my arms around her waist, "Mom, I want to do it again." "You're pushing your luck!" Mom said, getting up and sticking out her buttocks. I knelt behind her, but couldn't find a place. "What are you doing?" "Mom, I can't find it." "There's probably no one in the world as stupid as you!" Mom said, reaching out and pinching my penis, then inserting it into me. My buttocks began to sway, my lower body slamming violently against her soft, white buttocks. Now my mother was panting heavily, breathless: "You naughty boy, even doing this to your mother, you'll end up in jail... Ah... Harder..." Soon, waves of pleasurable sensations surged through my penis, and finally, I ejaculated a stream of incestuous semen onto her large buttocks. My mother slumped forward softly, and I, too, comfortably lay on her soft back, embracing her serpentine body, caressing her smooth skin, which felt like jade to the touch... It took a while for me to recover, and then we fell asleep together. The next morning, when I woke up, my mother was already dressed. She said to me, "Go, take a shower first." I rushed into the bathroom in a panic, showering while reliving the romance of the previous night. I came out trembling with fear. My mother saw my appearance: "How did you become so naughty?! Just this once, and don't do it again, or I'll beat you to death!" I didn't dare to answer. So we went downstairs for breakfast and then continued our trip. We barely spoke all morning, and gradually Mom seemed to forget. She went back to her usual self. Back at the hotel that night, I really didn't dare. I drifted off to sleep. At dawn, we returned home. After arriving home, for a long time, I didn't dare go near Mom. Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. To be honest, Mom and I have been intimate many times. Of course, Mom has been with other people quite a few times too. This year, on May 2nd, Mom got married again. This time, Mom wore a red Chinese-style cheongsam. I didn't attend the wedding; I stood on the balcony, watching her figure, my thoughts racing. This time, it was also with a relatively wealthy person. The night before Mom's wedding, we had sex. At 11 pm, I went to Mom's house, and that person happened to be away, so Mom and I had sex again. However, from then until today, Mom and I haven't had sex again. [The End]

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