The cuckold's son offered his mother the gift.

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【The Green Slave Son Offers His Mother】
Word Count: 15606
(I) Budding
The story begins seven or eight years ago.
That year, I was in high school. My hometown was a small, unknown county. During the high school entrance exam, I don't know which ancestor blessed me, but I actually got a pretty good score, good enough to get into the key high school in the province. After the family decided together, my mother quit her job as a clerk and accompanied me to study in the provincial capital. No one expected that during the three years in the provincial capital, my mother and I would sink into an endless hell of debauchery and be unable to extricate ourselves...
When I came to the provincial capital, I realized that I was just a frog in a well. Even my academic performance, which I was proud of, was not worth mentioning here. The prosperity of the big city and the setbacks I suffered at school made me lose my way. So I started to secretly smoke, drink, and skip classes, and gradually became the "bad student" that I used to despise the most. Since my mother came to accompany me to school, not only has our family lost an income, but we also have to spend money to rent a place near the school. The cost of living in the provincial capital is far higher than in our hometown, and our family's living conditions have become tight. My mother has to take odd jobs near the school, working as a waitress or a nanny to supplement her income. Her busy schedule every day leaves her with little energy to care about my studies and life. She just keeps complaining that I am not sensible. So every day when I come home, my mother and I always argue. Gradually, I developed a hatred for my mother and the idea of humiliating her. At that time, I did not know that it was this little seed of evil that led to everything that happened later... Writing this, I have to talk about my mother. Eight years ago, my mother was just forty years old. Her long-term clerical work made her every move seem knowledgeable, reasonable, and feminine. My mother is not tall, about 158 cm. She has fair skin and an ordinary appearance, but her smile is very charming. She has large breasts and buttocks, especially after she turned 30 and started to gain weight. Her breasts became even larger, each one about the size of an adult's head, like two big watermelons hanging in front of her chest. My mother developed a small belly, and her legs also became much thicker. Only her small feet remained as petite and delicate as ever. My mother's nipples weren't small either, like two big grapes. Perhaps because her breasts were so large, she didn't like thick bras. She usually only wore soft, thin ones. And due to declining living standards, her bras were all old models from several years ago. They were not only increasingly thin and see-through from washing, but also no longer suitable for her enlarged breasts. The bras only provided support, and the upper edge didn't even cover the areolas. If she wore a slightly tight-fitting thin shirt, the two protrusions were faintly visible. But our family's financial situation simply couldn't allow her to buy new clothes. Every time my mother went out, many lecherous men would stare intently at her large breasts. My mother was shy, and she would always clench her arms tightly, hoping to cover her breasts, unaware that the pressure made her breasts appear even more sexy.
As an out-of-town student, I didn't make many friends at school. If I were to count carefully, I might have half a friend, which was Dayu. Da Yu is my deskmate. Like me, he's a "bad kid" whom the teachers have given up on. The difference is that he's a tough guy, a little tyrant at school, and knows a lot of thugs from the streets, while I'm weak and always get bullied at school. Actually, Da Yu is the one who bullies me the most. When we first sat at the same table, he would beat and scold me constantly. Every time I skipped class, I had to treat him to internet cafes and food. I didn't have much pocket money, so I always had to lie to my mom and ask for money to buy study materials and school supplies. But ever since I started providing Da Yu with food, drinks, and entertainment, I haven't been bullied by anyone anymore. Gradually, I became his little follower, and I developed a kind of admiration and envy for Da Yu, fantasizing that one day I could be as strong as him.
One day, Dayu and I skipped class and went to an internet cafe. While we were playing, the computer screen suddenly went black. It turned out that the internet fee had run out and we were automatically logged off. Dayu was halfway through a dungeon in the game when he angrily kicked me and demanded that I recharge his account. I turned my pockets inside out to show him that I really didn't have any money. Dayu seemed a little disappointed, called me a piece of trash a couple of times, and walked out. I was quite angry, thinking to myself, "I don't owe you anything. Haven't I spent enough money on you before?" But I could only swallow my anger and follow him out of the internet cafe without saying a word.
After coming out, I checked the time. It was still early before school let out, but I didn't want to go back. Remembering my mother was out working during the day, I suggested to Dayu, "Dayu, let's go to my house for a bit. It's near the school, we can watch TV for a while and then it'll be almost time." Dayu didn't say much and followed me towards my house. I fawned over Dayu, pointing out the way. For some reason, looking back at Dayu's indifferent eyes, I felt like a lapdog running around before its master… To suppress this shameful thought, I slowed my pace, trying to walk alongside Dayu to show our equal status. But he kicked me again, so I had to continue leading the way. Looking back now, I realize that my servility had already begun to creep into my heart.
After we entered, I got slippers for Dayu, then ran to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out a drink that I myself wouldn't even drink. Seeing my "attentive service," Dayu didn't scold me for what happened earlier about going online. We sat and watched TV for a while when Dayu suddenly let out a very loud and smelly fart. My immediate reaction was, inexplicably, to take a deep breath! I don't know if it was because my movement was too obvious and Dayu saw it. Back then, we were still kids, and being caught farting was embarrassing enough. So, Dayu, enraged, slapped me and yelled, "Damn it, I drank all the drinks you gave me, and now I have diarrhea! Where's your toilet?"
I felt very strange, and afraid that Dayu would discover that I had been trying to smell his stinky fart, I pretended to be calm and pointed out the location of the toilet. Dayu grumbled and went into the toilet, while I continued to sit on the sofa and watch TV.
Time passed by in the blink of an eye. I glanced at my watch and figured my mom would be back soon, so I hurriedly turned off the TV. Then I remembered that Dayu was still in the bathroom. I wondered why Dayu was still in the bathroom after all this time. So I quickly ran over to call him. When I got to the bathroom door and opened it, I was stunned by what I saw: Da Yu had pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, his back to me, his hand moving in front of him. Having read pornographic books and watched pornographic websites for years, I immediately understood that he was masturbating. I felt both angry and amused, thinking how horny Da Yu was, masturbating in broad daylight at someone else's house. But I didn't dare call him, because if he saw me, I would definitely get a beating. I could only tiptoe to close the bathroom door and then call out to him through the wall, "Da Yu, are you done yet? It's time, my mom will be back soon." Sure enough, Da Yu answered me in a panting voice, "What's all the noise about? Wait a minute, I'm not done yet, ah!" With a low growl, I heard him say to me a moment later, "I'm done, you can come in." I was confused. You've already finished using the bathroom, why do you want me to come in? I didn't ask any more questions, opened the door and went in, only to be met with something even more shocking: Da Yu still wasn't wearing pants, but instead sat facing me on the toilet, casually propping up his thick, dark penis, holding something in his hand and wiping his glans. When I looked closer, I realized that what he was holding was my mother's bra that she hadn't had time to wash yesterday! I was both angry and anxious, my mind blank. I didn't know whether to be angry or what to do. My mind was blank, my hand trembling as I pointed at him, unconsciously humming, "You! You!..." Da Yu, with a look of satisfaction on his face after venting, glanced at me sideways and said, "Don't you want your fingers anymore? If you point at me again, I'll break them off." I quickly put my hand down, a flood of emotions welling up inside me, but I didn't know what to say. At this moment, Da Yu spoke up: "Is this your mother's bra?" I didn't answer, and I didn't know what to say. Although he usually bullied me, it was mostly just physical abuse, which I didn't care about. But today, he insulted my mother in my own home in this way! I felt like my head was about to explode. I knew I couldn't beat him in a fight, and I couldn't tell my teachers or parents about this, otherwise it would be embarrassing for me and my mother. I didn't know what to do. My vision was blurring. At this moment, Da Yu, probably seeing that I hadn't responded for a while, got a little angry and yelled at me again: "Damn it, is it or isn't it?" His yelling brought me back to my senses. I thought to myself that I couldn't fall out with him, and I couldn't spread the news. I could only appease him for the time being. Actually, at this moment, a kind of pleasure of my own mother being humiliated was gradually growing in my heart, but I just didn't want to admit it. Faced with his questioning, I whispered "yes," so softly that I could barely hear myself, but Da Yu heard me. He was clearly pleased, wiping his penis with his bra as he said to me, "Look at your mom's size, her breasts are quite large. If I had known you had such a treasure, I would have come to your house to play a long time ago!" I was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. I tried to distract myself, wondering if he meant my mom's bra, her large breasts, or my mother in general. This time, Dayu didn't expect me to say anything. After wiping the semen off his penis, he casually threw Mom's bra into the laundry basket, walked out of our bathroom, and ordered me as he walked, "Just leave it there and don't move it. Let Mom wash it herself, hahaha!" I didn't clean up the clothes he had soiled because Mom would be suspicious if she saw that her bra had been washed. Besides, there wasn't enough time. If I finished washing it, Dayu and I would definitely be caught by Mom at home. I couldn't even imagine what would happen then. So Dayu and I quickly ran to school. Actually, there was another reason that I had never wanted to admit. In my heart, I had a strong expectation of Mom gently caressing Dayu's thousands of offspring with her hands while washing the bra. Thinking of this, I felt my penis standing up in my pants, making my running posture extremely awkward.
Back at school, my mind was still a mess. The events of earlier flashed before my eyes like a dream. I couldn't predict how things would unfold, but my mind was filled with fantasies of scenes I'd seen in erotic novels and movies. I imagined Da Yu wantonly playing with my mother's white, fleshy body, imagining his thick, long penis pounding in and out of her like a pestle. Little did I know then that soon these wild imaginings would all come to life before my eyes, and Da Yu wouldn't be the only male protagonist.
I spent the entire day in a state of confusion and anxiety, completely oblivious to what the teacher had said in class. That night, I returned home in a daze, my heart pounding in my chest, because I was thinking about a question I'd always avoided: what if my mother found the semen on her bra? I considered explaining that it was mine, but I knew that would be a huge shock to my mother. I didn't know how to explain it. However, when my mother opened the door and told me to put down my schoolbag, wash my hands, and eat, I didn't notice anything unusual on her face, which reassured me a little. I ran to the bathroom to wash my hands, only to find that the bra and other dirty clothes in the laundry basket were gone! It seemed that my mother had already washed them. Thinking of this, my heart jumped again. I tried to reconstruct what my mother had been doing at home during the few hours I was away. I guessed that she might have used the washing machine to wash the clothes, but that seemed unlikely. First, the washing machine uses a lot of electricity and water, and second, our washing machine is quite old, and using it would easily damage the clothes, so my mother usually washes them by hand. Then I thought that my mother might have soaked the clothes first before washing them. But then I realized that the clothes in the basket were obviously not all the same color. My mother, being such a meticulous person, would not have soaked them all in the basin. So when she picked up the bra, she would still have found semen on it. I thought and thought, wondering if my mother had found out or not. During dinner, I tried to get some information out of my mom, so I asked her what she had been doing that afternoon. She said she was cleaning the house and doing laundry. Hearing the words "doing laundry" made my heart jump into my throat, but my mom didn't say anything more, and her expression didn't seem unusual. I looked at her for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Afraid that my mom would discover my attempt to pry, I just kept quiet and ate my dinner. After dinner, I told my mom not to disturb me because I needed to do my homework. So I went back to my room, closed the door, took off my pants, and started imagining what had happened that day, frantically masturbating…
The next morning at school, because of my excessive indulgence the night before, and not knowing how to face Dayu, I fell asleep at my desk before class even started. When class ended, I felt someone push me. I knew it was Dayu, but I didn't want to look up. The hand that pushed me was noticeably stronger. I knew I had to get up, otherwise, given Dayu's temper, I would definitely get beaten up. Sure enough, Dayu said to me with an unfriendly expression that I should go outside with him. I didn't want to go, so I made an excuse that I wasn't feeling well. Dayu looked around at the students and asked with a mocking smile, "Are you sure you want to talk about this in the classroom?" I trembled with fear and quickly went outside with him. When we got to the playground, we found a quiet spot. Da Yu said to me, "Dongzi, I didn't sleep well last night because of your mom's bra. You know how the English teacher is, she's been giving me the cold shoulder, so I won't be able to sleep either. How about I come to your house to catch up on some sleep?" I immediately realized he didn't want to sleep; he just wanted to come over and play with my mom's underwear again! A surge of heat rushed to my head, but I didn't have the courage to confront him. So I tried to make an excuse, saying my mom was home and it wasn't convenient today. But even I couldn't believe what came out of my mouth: I only managed to say "Okay!"
Da Yu was clearly very satisfied and happy with what I said, and I was filled with regret. But I didn't dare to go back on my word because I was genuinely afraid of Da Yu. If he thought I was playing him, I would be in big trouble. So I added, "I'm not feeling well either, let's skip class and go to my house together." I thought that if I was home, Da Yu wouldn't go too far, and with me watching him, he wouldn't cause any problems. But I never imagined that just yesterday, right in our house, Da Yu would grope my mother's bra in front of me!
As soon as we arrived at my house, Dayu rushed to the bathroom. I sneered inwardly; Mom had washed all the clothes yesterday and dried them this morning, putting them away. Let's see what he can play with now. Sure enough, Dayu came out of the bathroom with a deep look of disappointment on his face. Seeing me staring at him without moving, he angrily shouted, "Fuck your mother! Don't you know to bring me something to eat when I come to your house?!" I felt wronged, thinking, "Didn't you say you came to sleep? Why do you want to eat now?" But I didn't slow down and quickly ran to the kitchen to wash fruit. While in the kitchen, I suddenly heard Dayu shout, "Ha!" I ran into the living room and found Dayu was gone. Then I found him in Mom's bedroom. It turned out he had rummaged through the drawers and found Mom's wardrobe, where she had put her underwear! Seeing the bra and panties in his hands, I quickly grabbed them. The ones he played with yesterday were Mom's old ones that she had washed, so it didn't matter after they were washed. These were ones Mom hadn't worn yet. If he played with them thoroughly, Mom would just wear them! My main concern was that he might ejaculate directly on me, which would inevitably lead to my mother finding out.
However, I was no match for him. I tried my best to grab it, but Da Yu simply pushed me away, knocking me to the ground. Da Yu then walked towards my mother's bed and asked me, "Is this where your mother usually sleeps?" I was once again completely blank and didn't answer his question. But this time, Da Yu didn't expect me to answer him. Instead, he quickly took off his clothes and lay down on my mother's bed. He started smelling and licking my mother's underwear and bra, while also using her bra to masturbate. He would occasionally smear the fluid that oozed from his penis onto my mother's pillow.
I was completely stunned. I just stared blankly as he played with my mother's belongings until he was about to ejaculate. Only then did I realize the terrible consequences if he ejaculated on my mother's underwear. So I kept begging him,
"Brother Dayu, please, don't ejaculate on my mom's underwear. Otherwise, I really won't be able to explain it to her. Please, I'll pay for all the internet fees for this month, please..." Perhaps my constant pleas worked. Dayu eventually ejaculated into the toilet paper, but still used Mom's pillowcase to wipe his penis. I figured the colorful patterns on the pillowcase would cover up the dried semen, so I didn't insist too much and kept thanking Dayu. After Dayu finished, he looked satisfied, put on his clothes, and went back to the living room to eat the fruit I had just washed. I followed him back to the living room and sat on the sofa, completely bewildered. Seeing my absent-minded look, Dayu said a few words of comfort, in a good mood: "Dongzi, you like mature women too, don't pretend. You always watch older women in adult films, I know you too. So, your mom is just as attractive to me." "Besides, I was just playing around with your mom's stuff, I didn't actually fuck her. I don't even know what your mom looks like. We're such good friends, you won't mind, will you?" I didn't answer. Da Yu continued, "Don't say I'm not giving you face, it seems like I wasn't the only one who enjoyed it just now, right?" My face immediately turned red. Actually, Da Yu didn't hit me hard when he hit me. I didn't not stand up because I was injured, but because my penis got hard with Da Yu's movements. I was afraid that if I stood up straight, Da Yu would find out, so I simply sat on the ground. I didn't expect Da Yu to find out anyway. I hurriedly explained that I didn't, and Da Yu didn't mind. He said to me again, "Actually, it's nothing. There are plenty of people with your mentality. If you don't believe me, go online and look. You're called a cuckold, which means you want your mom to be fucked and played with. I'm just satisfying you, aren't I? We satisfy each other, hehe, no, wait." "You and your mom satisfy me, and I satisfy you, hahaha!" Having browsed pornographic websites for years, how could I not know about the cuckoldry complex? Every time I saw novels or movies with this kind of content, it would bring me to the highest point of excitement. But I only thought I liked mature women and didn't involve my mother in the plot. I never expected that because of Da Yu, my cuckoldry complex would completely erupt. This time, I acquiesced to Da Yu's views and even started to conspire with him to humiliate my mother. I lowered my bottom line again and again: it was common for Da Yu to come to my house and play with my mother's personal items. I couldn't resist his coaxing and showed him photos of my mother so he could see what she looked like. Later, at his instigation, I secretly filmed my mother changing clothes and taking a shower with my phone. I even asked Da Yu to give me a small bottle of semen he had accumulated from masturbating every now and then. I would take it home and put it in my mother's porridge and milk. The semen, left to stand for a while, had long lost its white, flocculent substance and turned into a translucent, viscous liquid, but it smelled strangely fishy and foul. I only used a tiny amount each time; a small bottle of Dayu's semen was enough for me to "feed" my mother for a week! Sometimes I would also use Dayu's semen to smear on my mother's freshly washed underwear for her to wear, and then show Dayu a picture of my mother wearing the underwear soaked in Dayu's semen. Every day we thought of new ways to play with and molest my mother, while she remained completely unaware. Gradually, I tried almost every perverse method on my mother, and the pleasure diminished, but my cuckoldry fantasies grew uncontrollably. Dayu also became increasingly lusting after my mother's plump and mature body. I knew that if this continued, sooner or later my mother would be forcibly penetrated by Dayu's penis under my scheme. I was terrified, but I couldn't resist. Sure enough, not long after, my mother, because of her own son's scheming, fell into an endless hell of humiliation...
(II) Mother's Suffering
The day finally came. Without Da Yu's request, I proactively suggested that he come to my house for a meal. Da Yu knew that I wanted him to come and meet my mother, so he found it unbelievable. For the past few weeks, I had been trying every possible reason to prevent him from seeing my mother, and now I was proactively suggesting that he meet her. He stared at me intently, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. I blushed and lowered my head, unable to look at him. Sure enough, Da Yu had once again guessed my intentions, and that lewd smile returned to his... On his face, he said, "No, I won't be able to handle seeing your mother. If my pants rip, you'll be responsible."
As he spoke, he rubbed his crotch with his hand. Through his narrowed eyes, I saw his desire for my mother's snow-white flesh. Actually, I'd had this thought for a while, but before this, I had always hidden it, deceiving myself into thinking that I was passively exposing my mother to Da Yu's penis. But after I invited him to my house for dinner, I knew how strong my desire to sell my plump, mature mother was! I felt extremely ashamed, feeling that I had completely betrayed my mother who had raised me for more than ten years. But this lewd thought, like a floodgate opened, surged into my mind with the words I uttered. A kind of despair for myself gradually turned into self-abandonment, and then I felt that my whole body was filled with nothing but chaotic pleasure.
"Brother Dayu, please do me a favor and go. My mom's cooking is amazing." My voice even sounded pleading. Dayu looked at my face again, placed his hand on my head, and said condescendingly, "Alright then, but..." Hearing Dayu's deliberately teasing "but," my heart tightened. After all, we still had "dinner" as a pretext. If Dayu really made some explicit demands, I wouldn't know how to answer him. "But if your mom's cooking isn't good, I'll eat your mom, hehe." Luckily, it was a joke, and my heart relaxed again. "Okay, this Friday then. I'll definitely ask my mom to cook a couple more dishes to treat Brother Dayu well." When everything was settled, I felt incredibly calm.
As the weekend approached, my hard-won peace of mind was stirred up again.
On Thursday evening, my mom and I were having dinner in the kitchen. "Mom, my classmate is coming over for dinner tomorrow. Could you cook something nice?" I asked nervously. "Your classmate? You mean Da Yu? Why did he decide to come over for dinner?" Mom asked, frowning. Actually, Mom wasn't against me making friends. After all, she didn't know the real situation of Da Yu. In fact, because I often mentioned to her at home how Da Yu stood up for me at school, Mom had a pretty good impression of him. But given our family's financial situation, inviting a friend over for dinner would put even more strain on Mom's budget. "Oh, his parents went out of town, so there's no one home. I invited him over. Just cook something simple, no need to make too much." Sure enough, after my persuasion, Mom agreed to my request.
Having won over both Da Yu and Mom, their meeting was inevitable, but I, the instigator, was now having second thoughts. The next day at school, I kept trying to find a chance to tell Dayu that I wanted to cancel tonight's plan, but the words always got stuck in my throat. I told myself I was afraid of Dayu's fists, but deep down, I felt reluctant to waste this opportunity that I had worked so hard to get. I
remained anxious until school ended, and I had brought Dayu home. My hand felt like it weighed a ton when I pressed the doorbell; I hesitated to lift it. Dayu, however, was clearly impatient. He pushed me aside and started knocking.
"Knock" "Knock"
"Who is it?"
"Auntie, hello, I'm Xing Dayu, Liu Dong's deskmate."
"Ah, Dayu's here! Come in quickly. Xiao Dong, you forgot your keys again? And you had your classmate knock on the door, really. You two come in and sit down for a bit. I'm cooking, it'll be ready soon."
My mother went on and on, but I knew Dayu hadn't heard a word she said, because his gaze was fixed intently on my mother. Perhaps to save face for me, Mom's outfit today was clearly carefully chosen. Her long, straight, smooth hair was tied into a ponytail and casually curled behind her head, giving her a youthful and playful look. Her sexy, full lips were painted with lipstick, looking luscious and tempting, making one want to bite and hold them in their mouth. She wore a pale yellow top, which, although not open-necked to reveal her cleavage, hugged her full figure tightly because of its tight fit. Fortunately, the color wasn't flesh-colored, otherwise it would have looked like she wasn't wearing any clothes at all. Below, she wore a light green loungewear dress that covered her knees but couldn't hide her rounded calves. Since they were at home, she wore slippers, each of her small, delicate feet adorned with five slender, white toes that made one want to pick them up and play with them. The ordinary loungewear on Mom exuded the charm of a mature woman, and not only Da Yu, but even I was stunned. Luckily, Mom was in a hurry to go back to the kitchen to cook and didn't notice anything unusual about us. Taking advantage of this moment, Dayu stomped his hips a few times in front of Mom's back, as if he were hugging and fucking her plump buttocks from a distance. He even turned around and gave me the middle finger. I quickly grabbed my schoolbag and went back to my room.
I thought Dayu would follow me in, but to my surprise, I could hear Dayu and Mom laughing and talking through the door. Unfortunately, the sound of cooking in the kitchen was too loud. I couldn't hear what they were saying. Dayu actually ran to the kitchen to find Mom! I rushed over, not wanting to watch Dayu, but afraid of missing something.
Seeing me enter the kitchen, Mom said to me, "Look how polite Dayu is, he even came all the way here to help me cook and prepare vegetables. Look at you, you never know how to help your mother." I was used to Mom's nagging and didn't think much of it. But Dayu's actions behind Mom really caught my eye: Dayu was wearing the baggy shorts he wears for playing basketball, and now he was actually rolling up one leg, pulling out his thick, dark penis from the side! Because Dayu was standing behind Mom, she didn't notice his little actions, thinking he was just preparing vegetables. But I saw it all! Dayu slowly brought his glans closer to Mom's round buttocks, finally lightly touching her skirt. The fluid secreted from his glans left a large, conspicuous spot on the light green skirt!
Thankfully, Da Yu didn't continue. Mom was almost finished cooking, and Da Yu put away his large penis, which was now tucked into his pants, creating a small tent. Seeing this, I quickly said to Da Yu, "Da Yu, come inside and rest for a bit. I'll finish the rest, or Mom will scold me all night." I also winked at Da Yu, implying that I had prepared Mom's underwear in my room for him to masturbate. Da Yu put down the vegetables and went inside. I stayed in the kitchen to help cook. Soon, Mom finished the last dish and asked me to call Da Yu for dinner. When I entered, I saw Da Yu sitting in a chair, but the used underwear I had prepared for him remained untouched. Curious, I asked him why it wasn't used. "You were clearly rock hard!" I said. Dayu gave me a mysterious smile and said, "Your mom is such a beauty, how can I waste my precious offspring on this?" Afraid Dayu would do something reckless, I quickly asked him what he was planning, but Dayu kept quiet, only saying, "It's okay, don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Watching him hum a little tune as he walked into the kitchen, I suddenly had a premonition that Mom wouldn't escape Dayu's grasp.
During dinner, Mom gave Dayu another unexpected surprise: because she had taken off her apron, through her thin, light yellow blouse, I could see her black bra! The black beneath the pale yellow was so striking; even the pattern on the bra was clearly visible to Dayu. The bra was a thin, form-fitting style; in fact, it hadn't always been so form-fitting, but recently, with age and weight gain, the bra had become somewhat small for her large breasts. Because of the close-fitting clothing, her two large nipples stubbornly stood out even through two layers of fabric, as if beckoning to Dayu, hoping he would suckle and knead them. But Mom didn't seem to care about these arousing sights. Perhaps in her eyes, Dayu and I were still just children. Mom sat gracefully beside me, and Dayu sat opposite us. The three of us chatted and laughed as we ate this unforgettable dinner. During the meal, Dayu tried his best to make his mother laugh, constantly praising her cooking skills and how delicious the food was. He gradually steered the conversation towards her, complimenting her figure, skin, and youthful appearance. His mother hadn't received such enthusiastic praise in a long time, and she was clearly very happy yet embarrassed, constantly piling food onto Dayu's and my plates. While his mother was blushing shyly, Dayu took the opportunity to stare intently at her large breasts. His lecherous gaze finally caught her attention, but Dayu had made such a good impression on her since entering the house that she didn't say much, only her face grew increasingly red. She buried her head in her rice like an ostrich, as if only by not looking at Dayu could he stop ogling her breasts. The food was eaten quickly, and at the end, Dayu even exaggeratedly picked up the plate and licked it, making his mother giggle. Only I could see that while Dayu was licking the plate, his eyes were still lewdly fixed on his mother's body! After dinner, Dayu said he couldn't just eat for free, so he brought a gift. He pulled a small box out of his bag. "This is coffee my dad brought back from abroad, especially for you, Auntie... Oh, and for Xiaodong too, to try." Dayu said, then casually ran to the kitchen to make coffee. Seeing the three cups of coffee Dayu brought out, I knew tonight's main event was finally here! There must be something wrong with the coffee! Mom chatted with Dayu the whole time, and I occasionally chimed in. Dayu and I had almost finished our coffee, but Mom hadn't touched hers. "Auntie, don't you like coffee? Or is it not good enough?" Dayu asked Mom, pretending not to understand, but his eyes glanced at me, a warning look in them. He thought I had secretly told Mom not to drink it. I shrank back and shook my head slightly to indicate that I hadn't told her anything. "Oh, it's not that I don't like it, it's just that Auntie has been suffering from neurasthenia lately and has had severe insomnia. If I drink coffee at night, I can't sleep well at all," Mom explained gently to Dayu.
"No, this coffee doesn't have a stimulating effect. On the contrary, it can calm the nerves and help you sleep. You should try it, Auntie!" Da Yu hurriedly explained to his mother. Coffee that calms the nerves? I chuckled inwardly at Da Yu's lame lie. Sure enough, his mother just smiled slightly, took a small sip of the coffee, and put the cup down without drinking any more. I hesitated for a moment and then advised, "Mom, please drink more. After all, Da Yu brought it from home, and it really does taste quite good." His mother smiled and agreed, then downed the whole cup of coffee, even sticking out her little pink tongue and curling it on her lips. Da Yu's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
Da Yu secretly gave me a thumbs up, then continued chatting with his mother. As expected, his mother soon said she was starting to feel sleepy and needed to go back to her room for a nap. I looked at the lustful glint in Da Yu's eyes and said goodnight to his mother. After that, Da Yu and I practically counted down the agonizing fifteen minutes. Then, at Da Yu's urging, I went first to check if Mom was sound asleep. I looked at Mom lying on the bed, watching her two large breasts rise and fall with her breath. Even I, someone who only cuckolds mothers but isn't actually attached to one, felt an urge to rush over and play with them.
But when my gaze swept across Mom's face, seeing her long eyelashes and slightly upturned lips, as if she were experiencing something sweet in her dream, I really wanted to shake her awake and then kick Da Yu out. But things had come to this point, and I really couldn't, and didn't want to, turn back... I nudged Mom a few times, gradually increasing the force, thinking that if I woke her up like this, everything for today would come to an end! But I found that Mom was really fast asleep. I even half-lifted her up but still couldn't wake her. Mom frowned slightly at my disturbance, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I didn't dare to move her anymore. It seems that, in the end, I still didn't want to wake Mom! Having clarified my true feelings, I opened the door and invited Dayu in.
As soon as Da Yu entered the room, he kept chuckling lewdly. His hands began to roughly knead my mother's breasts. I was terrified, afraid that such vigorous movements would wake my mother. I didn't know how I would face her then. But Da Yu said to me nonchalantly, "It's okay. This medicine works. As long as she falls asleep, she won't wake up even if you prick her with a needle for two hours." I was skeptical, but I could only hope that Da Yu was telling the truth. That way, my mother could be played with by him while she was asleep. He would enjoy it, I would enjoy it, and my mother would be unaware. It was a win-win situation. Da Yu was definitely a veteran at playing with women. He sat on the edge of the bed, picked up his mother and held her in his arms, rhythmically kneading her breasts with both hands, rubbing them in circles from the outer edge inwards. His mother's breasts changed into various shapes in his hands, sometimes swinging apart to form a figure eight, sometimes thrusting towards the center with the nipples colliding. Da Yu's hands gradually shifted from kneading to focusing on his mother's nipples, but because they were covered by clothes, the nipples slipped away from his hands after a few attempts. So Da Yu ordered me to hold my mother, and then he began to take off her clothes. He said he was taking off her clothes, but he didn't actually remove her undershirt. He only took off her bra through her outer garment, explaining as he did so, "Our mom has the charm of a virtuous mature woman. I can't bear to strip her naked for fun. She looks sexy dressed like this, hehe." Then Da Yu snatched my mom from my arms and held her close again, reaching inside her clothes to caress her body. He wasn't in a hurry, caressing her from bottom to top, even lingering on her plump belly for a long time before reluctantly attacking her clitoris. Under her light-colored sweater, you could vaguely see her pair of dark nipples, and a pair of large hands roaming inside. Da Yu, getting excited, bent down and kissed my mom's lips. Her already red and tender lips became even more vibrant after being sucked by Da Yu. Perhaps my mom sensed something strange on her lips in her dream, and she opened her small mouth and stuck out her little tongue, weakly trying to push the foreign object off. Unfortunately, this only benefited Da Yu, the lecherous devil! Da Yu sucked hard on his mother's little tongue, his entire mouth covering her lips. His yellow teeth, a result of years of smoking, scraped against her tongue and lips. He even licked her with his own tongue, greedily sucking away her saliva and then spitting it back at her. Unfortunately, his mother, asleep, didn't know how to swallow, so when Da Yu's mouth left her lips, a glistening strand of saliva stretched between them! His mother's mouth was finally free. She unconsciously licked her lips, savoring the saliva Da Yu had left on her lips with her tongue, even making two smacking sounds! Da Yu laughed heartily, then turned to tease me: "Your mom's addicted to kissing me, huh? Haha, Mom, don't rush, I'll take care of your upper mouth later. Let me kiss your lower mouth first, hehe." Hearing Da Yu call my mom "our mom" again, I frowned and muttered, "It's my mom, not your mom." Da Yu laughed and retorted, "Right, it's your mom! Fuck your mom!" I felt a little angry, but mostly excited! Yes, my mom was being played with by Da Yu right now! Da Yu laid my mom's upper body down on the bed, straddled her body, and sat between her legs. To save time, he started undressing himself while ordering me to undress my mom. I was reluctant, because it felt more like I was stripping my mom bare and offering her to Da Yu. Unfortunately, desire ultimately overcame reason, and my hands and feet began to undress my mom without my control. The whole process was incredibly exciting. Unlike Da Yu, I wasn't as rough. Partly because I was afraid Mom would wake up, and partly because Mom was like a work of art to me today—how could I not appreciate her slowly? So my movements were very gentle and slow. I pulled down Mom's long skirt, exposing her snow-white, fleshy thighs to Da Yu and me. We both held our breath almost simultaneously. Da Yu obsessively picked up one of Mom's fleshy legs and started kissing it, while I was kicked off the bed. I complained that I hadn't taken off my underwear yet, and Da Yu said to me arrogantly, "Damn it, why are you dawdling over taking off my skirt? I'll do the last layer myself!" So Da Yu picked up Mom's plump buttocks and pulled down her white cotton panties to her feet in one go. He took off Mom's underwear and threw it to me, saying, "Nothing I usually play with is as fun as this one. It's fresh and still warm. Here, I have to share with my brother. You can use this to masturbate, don't be shy, hahaha!" That was my mom! Da Yu was playing with my mother, but then, as if it were a gift, he threw me a pair of underwear and made me masturbate! I really felt like I was about to lose my mother! But it was precisely this humiliation that brought me endless pleasure. I obediently picked up my mother's underwear and hung it on my already erect penis, but I didn't rub it back and forth, because I felt that I was already on the verge of ejaculation, and any external stimulation would make me ejaculate uncontrollably! Looking down at the white underwear on my penis, for some reason, I thought of a flag, a white flag? Doesn't that represent surrender? Am I using my penis to hold my mother's underwear and declare my surrender to Da Yu? Now my mother was only wearing a light yellow shirt. Da Yu couldn't wait to grab my mother's small feet and play with them for a long time, even putting my mother's ten little toes in his mouth to bite and lick them. I opened my eyes wide, not wanting to miss a scene. Like Da Yu, I also have a foot fetish, and I wished I could also bite them, even though they were already covered in Da Yu's saliva. Then Da Yu slowly licked upwards, licking his calves, his knees, and his thighs. Finally, his mother's delicate vulva was exposed to our view! His mother's vulva was fleshy, but her labia were not large. The edges were somewhat dark, but the entire vulva was a purplish-rose color. In addition, his mother had been played with for a long time, and her entire thighs were covered with her own fluids, making them appear even more translucent. Da Yu stroked his mother's labia majora, gently spreading them apart. The two soft labia obediently clung to her thighs with mucus, revealing their internal structure. Then, Da Yu raised his hand, waving the glistening liquid at me, teasingly saying, "Dongzi, your mom peed, look, she peed all over my hand, hehe." My penis was practically bursting, my eyes bloodshot. In the past half hour, Da Yu's groping of my mother had completely ignited my cuckoldry. Before Da Yu's penis even entered my mother's vagina, I was already on the verge of ejaculation. I tried hard to hold back, knowing this was just the beginning. Watching Da Yu wantonly fondle the breasts that had nurtured me as a child, watching him kiss and bite the lips of my mother who had once taught me so respectfully, watching his fingers drain fluid from the warm nest where I was born—I was going insane. After inserting his fingers in and out for a while, Da Yu, perhaps feeling that his mother usually kept good hygiene and that there was no dirt or odor in her genitals, buried his head and began kissing her vulva, sucking with a "smacking" sound. It seemed he wanted to suck dry the endless fluid in his mother's nest. Da Yu licked his mother's labia from side to side, and occasionally took his mother's clitoris, which was much larger than that of a normal woman, into his mouth and gently bit it with his teeth. Each time, his sleeping mother trembled, and her crotch became even more muddy. Da Yu licked enough (I suspect he was full), changed his position, knelt between his mother's legs, lifted her two white and tender thighs, and pressed the head of his penis against her labia. His mother was aroused in her sleep, and her labia majora parted on their own, stuck to the sides of her thighs with the sticky fluid, opening the gate. Her labia minora opened and closed with her breathing as if expecting the insertion of his penis, and her clitoris was fully erect and stood proudly in the air! After much foreplay, Da Yu finally let out a low growl, and his thick, hard, black penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina!
I also ejaculated at that moment!!! And from beginning to end, I didn't even masturbate once, it was all because it was too stimulating and I ejaculated uncontrollably! I had already orgasmed, but Da Yu had just started. I heard him mutter, "Damn, this slut's pussy is so hot, but, hehe, it feels good." After fully plunging his penis into my mother's vagina and enjoying her warmth, Da Yu began to thrust, from the initial slowness to the later sprints, the whole process lasted for several tens of minutes! Only Da Yu had such amazing stamina. During that time, he put my mother in various positions for him to humiliate, sometimes thrusting while carrying my mother's fleshy legs, sometimes lifting my mother and thrusting, sometimes exposing the position where our genitals were joined to me like a child being urinated, and even turning my mother over for doggy style. It was clear that Da Yu liked this position the most, not only fucking my mother even harder, but also rhythmically slapping my mother's plump white buttocks. Every time he moved my mother, I would break out in a cold sweat because I had already ejaculated and was in a state of emptiness. My mind was no longer hot. At this moment, I thought of the consequences if my mother woke up, and I was terrified. But Da Yu was in the middle of it all, so how could he listen to my advice and stop? I had no choice but to stop insisting and watch it all from the sidelines. I witnessed the whole process; my penis got hard and ejaculated countless times, leaving behind piles of toilet paper... Da Yu finally ejaculated, shooting deep inside my mother's vagina. He even left his penis inside for a while before pulling it out, making a "pop" sound as it left. It was clear how much my mother's little cunt was reluctant to part with that thick penis, like a woman clinging to her home, wanting to hold onto Da Yu. Even after he pulled out, my mother's vagina continued to open and close, as if waving to his penis and saying, "Welcome back next time, remember me!" My mother's vulva was covered in white semen from the friction, and Da Yu's penis also had some of the fluid from their intercourse on it. At the time, I didn't understand things like a woman's safe period, nor did I think about what would happen if my mother got pregnant (actually, she already had an IUD). I was just struggling with how to clean up the semen in my mother's vagina! I couldn't help but complain to Da Yu, "You ejaculated inside my mom's vagina, how am I going to get it out? If I don't clean it up properly, my mom will find out! Then I'm doomed!" Da Yu had just slept with my mom and was in a great mood, not caring about my tone. He lit a "post-coital cigarette" and said with a smile, "It's okay, I have a plan. Go get my backpack." I brought Da Yu's backpack with some skepticism. Da Yu pulled out a camera from it, and I angrily said to him, "Your plan is to take nude photos to blackmail my mom? You've been reading too many pornographic novels. My mom won't be threatened like that, she'll definitely call the police! We're both finished! You know that! We're both finished!" My tone was filled with despair, but Da Yu remained calm and composed: "I will definitely take nude photos of your mom, but only for my own enjoyment, not to blackmail her." Hearing him say that, I was puzzled. Did Da Yu really have a better plan? So I watched him, waiting for him to continue. "What does your mom care about most?" Da Yu asked me.
"Me, of course!" I blurted out without thinking. Indeed, my mother would do anything for me, even the hardest and most tiring things.
"So, if I had something on you, would your mom obediently listen to me?" "What could I possibly have on you? Besides, my mom isn't stupid; she won't believe your lies!"
"If we don't have anything on us, we'll create something. Hehe, let me give you a heads-up: if you do something shameful, the kind of thing that would only lead to suicide out of shame if others found out, and someone has evidence of it, would your mom willingly let me get her back?" Something shameful? What kind of thing could that be? I was still confused. Da Yu, seeing I still didn't understand, stopped teasing me: "Come here and lick my dick, let me take a couple of pictures. I'll show them to your mom. If she won't let me have sex with her, I'll release the pictures. How will you face anyone then? Your mom can risk me spreading her nude photos to expose me, but would she risk your precious son's reputation to fight me? Haha, I actually thought of this idea a long time ago. I don't even need any drugs. I just want to take advantage of your mom, such a good, respectable woman!"
I was furious. If I really did what Da Yu said, my mother and I would be played with for the rest of our lives! How could I possibly make that decision? Besides, I'm a man, how could I lick another man's dick!
I furiously pounded my fists on Dayu, but he blocked my attacks with just one hand, sneering, "Do you have a better plan? The drug's effects will wear off soon, and your mother will wake up soon too. Once she wakes up, if she dares to call the police, I'll say you're the mastermind. Then we'll see how you face your mother! Of course, if you obediently take the photos, I'll tell your mother that I forced you to do all this. Then you'll still be your mother's good boy. The choice is yours, but time is running out."
I was at a loss again. For a moment, I even thought of dying, but how could I, in my weakness, have the courage to die? Indeed, just as Dayu said, the whole thing was my own fault. If I made a big fuss, only my mother and I would get hurt in the end. What third option did I have? I hesitated for a long time before finally walking up to Da Yu, kneeling down, and closing my eyes to try and wipe away the tears. But the tears just wouldn't stop flowing. I opened my mouth to take that disgusting thing into my mouth, but because my eyes were closed, I couldn't find the right spot. Coupled with Da Yu's deliberate provocation and humiliation, his glans was pressed against my nostril. The penis, which had just been used for intercourse, smelled of a mixture of my mother's vaginal fluid and Da Yu's semen—a fishy, foul stench. I almost vomited from the smell, but I had no choice but to find the right spot and put that disgusting penis into my mouth. Hearing Da Yu's triumphant laughter and the sound of the camera shutter, I felt that time was passing incredibly slowly. During this time, I thought about many things. I thought about biting off the root of this evil, and I thought about kneeling down and begging Da Yu to let me and my mother go. But in the end, all my thoughts boiled down to two words—compromise. I knew that from now on, my mother and I would fall into Da Yu's clutches and be at his mercy. But since the weak cannot control their own destiny, isn't handing over our destiny to the strong a kind of liberation? Thinking about this, the penis in my mouth didn't seem so fishy and smelly anymore. I even moved my head back and forth a few times to give Dayu oral sex, swallowing the residue on Dayu's glans. Although I still felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, I gradually suppressed that feeling. I don't know what motivated me to keep going, but I know that from today onwards, I and my mother will no longer be able to control our own future. What awaits us, mother and son?
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