Drugging and raping mother

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"Mom, I'm home..."

"Oh, you're back. The food's in the pot, heat it up yourself. I'm going to check on things at school later." "Oh, isn't it the weekend, Mom?"

"Weekends are never my time to rest, unlike you."

Her cold voice pierced my ears, making my already hunched back slouch even more, while simultaneously fueling my resentment. She's always like this, whether at home or at school, always with that icy face, her beautiful features framed by equally cold eyes that always send chills down your spine.

Of course, this only intensified the filthy thoughts in my mind.

My mother was my middle school teacher and the head of the academic affairs office. She's thirty-eight years old this year. My father is often away on business trips abroad, so I've lived with my mother since I started middle school.

Because she takes good care of herself, she looks like she's in her early twenties, and when we went to school together, people always mistook us for siblings. She loved red dresses and those high-heeled sandals, but she didn't wear stockings often. She never explained why, but I'd heard girls in my class complain about the sweaty legs caused by those silk stockings.

Of course, Mom had worn them. The day she appeared in class, the stockings covering her slender, beautiful legs instantly aroused my desire.

Watching those legs move between the desks, I could barely suppress the erection that formed in my pants. After school, I rushed to my room, grabbed the stolen stockings from Mom, and masturbated intensely. That time, the feeling of ejaculation was exceptionally pleasurable, far surpassing the pleasure I got from watching porn.

Our relationship was terrible. Mom always had that cold, aloof expression, and I was no exception. To be honest, I was afraid of Mom. She always treated me like a child who constantly made mistakes and caused trouble, pointing out and scolding me without hesitation for any of my errors.

I knew I was no longer a child, but she still treated me like a snot-nosed kid, ruthlessly dictating what I should and shouldn't do with her own set of theories. This naturally infuriated me, to the point that I almost wanted to shout out that I wasn't a child anymore, but she seemed oblivious.

Moreover, her stern and cold expression made me afraid to disobey her orders. My mother seemed to want to demonstrate what a mother should do for her son, but she seemed to have chosen the wrong way. This included silently preparing meals for me every time I came home from school, regardless of whether I liked them or not; she also insisted on choosing all sorts of clothes for me, even underwear.

My mother only stopped bathing with me after my strong protests, and her cold, dismissive sigh when she saw a few pubic hairs growing on my genitals filled me with resentment.

Then, a dark thought echoed in my mind: I would take revenge on my mother; I would rape her!

I wanted to prove to her that I was qualified to be an adult, and I wanted to turn my mother into my sex slave, so that she could never look at me with that cold gaze again.

"Let's go, remember to eat."

My mother was wearing that bright red dress again, which accentuated her figure alluringly.

Her breasts protruded perfectly, and the dress's design, which hugged her hips, was perfectly showcased. Combined with her smooth, black hair cascading over her shoulders, I couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of desire. The thought in my heart grew stronger with each click of her high heels.

With a "thud," she slammed the door shut. Listening to the click of her high heels as she walked down the stairs, I could almost picture the swaying of her bodycon skirt. If she were still as impatient as usual, the two strands of hair cascading over her shoulders would ripple with each quick step... No, I couldn't hold back any longer.

I took two heavy breaths to release the desire that had been suppressed for so long. My erection had been building for a while, and now, rubbing against my underwear, it felt like an unbearable, throbbing pain. I pulled down my pants and sat on the chair, naked from the waist down, my mind filled with the image of my mother's departing back.

"Damn it, damn it, such a sexy woman, such a hateful woman! I want you, I want to possess you, I want to enslave you!"

I muttered to myself, trembling uncontrollably, my hand involuntarily reaching for my genitals and starting to masturbate rapidly.

My mind was filled with images of making love with my mother, and slowly I felt my mind drift into a hazy state. With a spasm, hot semen spurted out, splashing onto the floor.

"Huff, huff..." I gasped, taking out tissues to wipe away the splattered semen, and it took me a while to calm my agitated emotions. As I ate the apple pie my mother had carefully prepared, I finally made up my mind.

I was going to rape my mother, today, tonight!

But how?

I thought for a while. Going to Fatty Li was clearly not a good idea; he always had a lot of unreasonable demands. But I couldn't think of a better way. So, after hesitating for a bit, I dialed the number.

"Hey, Brother Li, oh, it's me. So, could you... oh yes, I want to get some medicine..." Ten minutes later, I was dressed and heading out. Fatty Li lived in the next neighborhood; I should be able to get the medicine before my mom got home.

I saw his figure from afar. Fatty Li, though called "fat," was actually quite muscular; otherwise, he wouldn't be the bully of our school. There were a few people with him, and they seemed to be talking and laughing.

"Hey, kid, finally going to do something serious this time?" he suddenly shouted as I approached, making everyone around laugh.

"Ah, I... I just wanted to try..."

"Wow, you've got guts now, not bad, not bad, I admire you. Monkey, give me the medicine." Fatty Li winked and lit a cigarette.

The tall, lean guy next to me winked at me, then opened his backpack. Li Pang pulled out a pillbox, weighed it in his hand, and said, "Kid, let me tell you, I just tried this on that new Chinese teacher in the next class last week. It was fucking effective! We guys kept her awake until midnight. Tell me, what kind of girl did you find? Want us to have some fun with you?" The Chinese teacher Li Pang mentioned was a well-known goddess among the students in this grade. Her black stockings, tight-fitting skirt, and office attire perfectly showcased her figure, making her the object of countless boys' fantasies, including mine, and even the object of their sexual fantasies.

Sure enough, Li Pang couldn't possibly be without interest in such a beauty. I secretly swallowed; Li Pang was truly terrifying.

"What kind of scumbag could possibly run into? Maybe he's going to drug his pretty old mom." A smirking voice drifted from behind Fatty Li. I knew this guy; his name was Qiqi, notoriously annoying, yet he got along famously with Fatty Li.

Qiqi's words drew another round of laughter from everyone. Fatty Li laughed especially heartily, "Oh, hahaha, it's Teacher Nancy! You're a good kid! If you're going to fuck your mom, we won't charge you. Tell us how it felt after you're done, we're all drooling, ahahahaha."

I knew he was deliberately humiliating me, so I quickly grabbed the drugs and ran away. They were talking behind me, then burst into laughter again. I ran home without looking back. As

soon as I got home, I hid in my bedroom and locked the door tightly. I could feel my whole body burning hot, my back soaked with sweat. I leaned against the door, panting heavily, my ears ringing.

I didn't know what to do. Did I really have to take that step, put the medicine in my mother's drink, and then do it while she was asleep...?

I shook my head desperately, a voice in my heart kept telling me that I couldn't do that. She was my mother, the one who brought me into this world.

I tried to shift my thoughts elsewhere, to think of other things to temporarily escape the voice in my heart.

But my mind was filled with images of my mother's body, my mother in a red dress, my mother standing on the podium, dignified and elegant, and... and the flesh-colored pantyhose on my mother's legs...

As I thought about it, I felt my lower body swell up as if it were about to burst. The surge of lust overwhelmed all rational thought, and it made me finally make up my mind.

I must have my mother, completely possess my mother, turn her into my sex slave, and etch a wanton, infatuated look onto her cold and beautiful face!

My mother returned shortly after. She looked rather tired, even her carefully styled hair was slightly disheveled. She sat down on the sofa as soon as she entered, breathing slightly heavily. My mother must really need a glass of warm water right now, I thought.

I took out the medicine that Li Pang had given me, and following the instructions on the bottle, I took out a teaspoon of powder and poured it into a cup, then added coffee powder, brewed it with hot water, and brought it to my mother's side.

"Mom?"

"What is it?" Her tone was impatient, so I quickly handed her the porcelain cup of coffee.

"Uh, Mom, I made you some coffee..."

"Put it on the coffee table, I'll drink it later, you go to sleep."

I replied and went to the bedroom. Back in the bedroom, I didn't lie down on the bed, but quietly opened the door a crack to observe Mom.

Mom seemed troubled by something; she sat on the sofa sighing. After a while, she picked up her coffee and drank it all in one gulp.

Li Pang is truly amazing! I couldn't help but think to myself as I watched Mom almost instantly fall asleep on the sofa after putting down the cup.

Forgetting to cheer, I suppressed my wildly beating heart and tiptoed into the living room as if Mom might wake up at any moment. I called out softly a few times, but Mom didn't respond, so I became bolder.

Without a second thought, almost instinctively, I pounced on her. The scent of my mother made me want to inhale deeply. I began to kiss her, kissing her cheeks, neck, and hair. My hands kneaded her full breasts vigorously. My mother didn't react, letting me roughly ravage her body.

"Ah, Mom, so fragrant, Mom, Mom!" I cried out involuntarily, my hands slowly sliding down her firm breasts, across her slender waist, and caressing her fair legs.

My mother still didn't react, but I was aroused by her body, feeling my blood surging. I hurriedly pulled down my pants, took out my hard penis, and rubbed it against my mother's body. I could feel my hard glans secreting clear fluid, which stuck to my mother's skin and clothes, forming glistening strands as I rubbed against her.

"Ah, Mom, Mom!" I cried out, grasping my mother's ankles with both hands and playing with her delicate feet. My mother was very tall, 178 cm, which was somewhat intimidating to me, who was only 150 cm. But today, this intimidation officially transformed into a means to stimulate my desire. My mother's tall stature made her beautiful feet especially alluring, and it even took some effort for my hands to hold her feet. Almost instinctively, I placed the two feet I was holding on either side of my swollen penis and began to gently rub them back and forth.

The arch of her feet formed a perfectly sized "foot acupoint," and her tender soles gave me an extraordinary sense of pleasure. Just rubbing against my mother's skin almost made me ejaculate. I forcibly suppressed my ever-growing desire, released my mother's feet, and reached out to lift her red dress.

My mother's buttocks were exceptionally firm and elastic, making it difficult to lift her pencil skirt. This added to my already pounding heart from excitement and nervousness, fueling my anger. I roughly ripped her dress apart, revealing flesh-colored lace panties and a bra beneath. My penis hardened even more.

"Damn it, Mom, I want to fuck you, right now!" I roared, tearing off the panties. Gazing at the dense triangular pubic hair, I pounced without thinking.

Holding my throbbing penis, the head of my penis pierced through the thicket, reaching the hidden opening. My mother's vulva seemed to be aroused as well, secreting fluids with my touch. I took a deep breath, then grabbed my mother's shoulders and forcefully penetrated the path that led to my birth.

"Ugh... Ohhh!" I cried out in pleasure the moment I entered my mother's body. Her body was wetter and tighter than any masturbation sleeve I had ever used. Her tender flesh tightly gripped my penis, squeezing and kneading it to the maximum extent. My mother, still asleep, seemed to react to this, letting out a soft moan.

My mother's reaction stunned me for a moment. In the time it took to confirm that my mother was still fast asleep, my body was already soaked with alternating hot and cold sweat. But since my mother hadn't woken up, the feeling of fear naturally turned into a nameless fire.

"Damn, ah, so good! Mom, your pussy feels so good! I'm going to fuck you to death! I'm going to fuck you to death, you slut! You shameless bitch mom!" I was filled with this anger. My mother's alluring and hot body continued to entice me to go deeper and deeper, increasing the speed of my thrusts. I gradually became bolder, wildly and savagely ramming into her body. My mother, still asleep, seemed to sense the pain of my violation. Her delicate face furrowed slightly, reigniting my fury.

Yes, this was the woman; I had finally possessed her today! I was brutally violating her body!

Pain was evident on her face, the pain of being violated! I was here, defiling this cold and powerful woman, filling her cold face with the humiliation and resentment of being ravaged!

I let out a final shout, slamming my penis into my mother's clitoris with all my might. In the daze created by rage and lust, I forcefully poured my thick semen into the place that had given birth to me.

"Huff... huff... huff..." It took me a long time to stop trembling. My mother remained fast asleep, as if nothing had happened. But I clearly felt it: as I poured my thick, hot semen into my mother's body, a stream of heat also spurted between my genitals; my mother had also reached an orgasm under my thrusting.

"Heh, what's so special about her? Mom's a total slut too!" I pulled out my slightly sore penis with satisfaction, watching a stream of white fluid slowly flow from her opening. I rubbed it against her again, smearing the remaining semen on my glans onto her pubic hair. The thick, white semen clung to the tips of her pubic hair, radiating a faint warmth.

I stared blankly at the area I had defiled. The moment had just ended before I could even savor it, leaving only the hazy pleasure of orgasm still faintly lingering in my memory.

The feeling inside my mother's body was exceptionally wonderful, not just the squeezing of her tight vaginal muscles, but also the unparalleled sense of accomplishment from pinning down and ravaging such a strong woman as my mother. Moreover, she was my mother. The psychological pleasure I gained from the moment my penis broke through her authority as a mother and headmistress greatly amplified my physical sensations. Even though I had captivated my mother, this pleasure was still exceptionally stimulating.

As I watched, I realized my lower body was hard again.

My blood was still boiling, and I knew I wouldn't stop at just this one release of desire. My mother was still fast asleep; the amount I released was probably enough for her to sleep until tomorrow morning.

"Alright, Mom, I'm going to keep possessing you! Tonight you're mine!" I sneered at my mother's beautiful, sleeping body, feeling that my expression must have been filled with lust and savagery.

Since my mother would be sleeping for a long time, why not take advantage of her and play with her some more?

I tried to pick up my mother. Although she maintained a good figure, her height made lifting her by the waist quite strenuous. So I pushed her to the floor, lifted her lower body, and, with my hands under her armpits, gently dragged her into the bedroom while kneading her firm breasts.

I lifted and pushed her onto the bed, my penis already throbbing painfully, so I pounced on her again.

My penis poked and prodded against her delicate breasts, constantly smearing the secreted fluids onto the place that had nourished me.

Those breasts were so tempting. I poked at her nipples with my penis, as if trying to thrust it into her breasts; then I arched my back and sucked on her other nipple, even biting it, as if trying to relive the experience of being a baby without memory of the mother's body. Of course, my hands weren't idle either. I kept fiddling with my mother's lower body, feeling the juices flowing continuously from her.

"Sss... Ah, Mom... Ah, Mom... Uh... Ahh..." Of course, the sweet milk couldn't be sucked after all, and as I poked my mother's nipple, I ejaculated a gush of hot semen. Because of unprecedented excitement, I shot a lot, quickly spraying my mother's entire left breast with a white, wet patch.

"Huff, huff, Mom, the night is still long, let's continue doing something fun!" I collapsed next to my mother, panting heavily, and reached out to stroke her hair. My mother was still fast asleep, but her face was slightly flushed from the play with her breasts and the stimulation of her lower body.

I turned around and took the stolen pantyhose. Because of my nervousness and excitement, the pantyhose, stained with semen, was wrinkled when I put it on my mother's legs, and in some places, I tore holes with my trembling hands.

However, this tattered pair of stockings on my mother's alluring, fleshy legs had a unique charm. It made my recently limp penis harden for the third time.

Without much thought, I entered my mother's body again. The sensation of my groin rubbing against her stockinged thighs amplified my pleasure, urging me to increase the frequency and force of my thrusts. With each vigorous thrust, my body was quickly soaked in sweat again, and our excited fluids splattered everywhere with every collision.

My mother seemed to regain some awareness, letting out intermittent moans as I fucked her. This fueled my lust, and I rolled her over, pressing her face down on the bed, then wrapped my arms around her waist and pounded into her hard.

"You, you're enjoying this too, Mom! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck your cunt raw! It's all your fault! You have such a slutty body, and you still have that stiff face! You're fucking begging to be fucked!" Almost with each thrust, I gritted my teeth and pounded into her, slamming into her clitoris again and again. Holding her waist and thrusting in wasn't enough to vent my anger, so I swung my hands and slapped her tight, beautiful buttocks repeatedly. The crisp sounds, along with the squelching sounds of our bodies merging during the fucking, created a lewd melody. My mother's muffled moans in her sleep gradually climbed the scale.

I played this lewd symphony of defiling my own mother, and then brought it to a close with a loud shout.

"Huff...huff, huff..." After ejaculating my thick semen into my mother's body, I collapsed onto my back beside her, utterly exhausted, like a fish thrown ashore, greedily inhaling the increasingly saturated air of debauchery. Looking at my mother's swollen buttocks, the sticky white fluid dripping from her genitals, and the stains of her semen splattered between her stockings,

an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and accomplishment surged into my mind once more.

I have you, Mom. I will possess your body all night long. I will violate you like a demon, humiliate you, until I completely turn you into my sex slave, my flesh toy! I cried out in my heart. My body involuntarily collapsed onto my mother again.

That night, I did it several more times, raping my mother in various positions until dawn broke. Her lower abdomen was slightly swollen, her vulva was full of my semen, and her torn stockings were splattered with semen and vaginal fluid. A trickle of white fluid flowed from the corner of her mouth. The tightness in her mouth and throat caused by suffocation in her sleep gave me a different kind of intense pleasure, so I unhesitatingly poured my thick semen down her throat.

Looking at my mother lying on the bed, disheveled and confused, I suddenly had another idea. This was the last thing I would do to my mother before she woke up.

I took her high-heeled sandals. These black high heels had only a few straps forming the basic structure of the shoe, making her beautiful feet look exceptionally alluring. I put the sandals on my mother, then arched her feet, the gap between her soles and the shoes just enough for me to insert my penis.

Although I had already indulged in playing with my mother's beautiful feet in stockings the previous night, the feeling of her feet, soaked in semen, pressing against her high heels and continuing to stimulate my burning penis at this moment, when she could wake up at any moment, was a different kind of stimulation. The double discomfort of the shoes squeezing and my penis poking her made her groans gradually clearer. She seemed ready to wake up at any moment, and even stretched lazily.

In this tense and excited state, I quickly reached my last climax of the night, or rather, this morning, watering my mother's stocking feet with the last pool of semen.

After doing all this, I watched the morning light shine through the glass window, draping my sleeping mother's body in a golden glow. Looking at her disheveled and tragically beautiful figure after my defilement, I unexpectedly awakened a distorted aesthetic. So, I took out my phone, and with trembling fingers, I pressed the shutter button several times, capturing a very precious photo.

Of course, I didn't forget to take the flesh-colored pantyhose that had been worn out all night; it was destined to continue to fuel my desires for a long time to come.

After doing this, I hurriedly left my mother's bedroom, fled back to my own bed, and simply pulled the blanket over myself. It would be better if I could fall asleep now; when my mother woke up and saw me sleeping soundly, she wouldn't suspect anything.

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The chaotic and hazy dream gradually faded with the aches and pains I could feel in my body, but my drowsy head couldn't lift my heavy eyelids.

"Ugh... ah... I..." Zhao Nanxi barely regained some consciousness after a while. The first thing she felt was a burning pain in her lower body. Reaching out, she found a sticky mess. Her

gradually returning sense of smell detected that familiar yet strange, eerie odor, and she couldn't help but frown.

The ringing of her phone cleared her chaotic consciousness a little more. Looking through the messages, she saw they were from her sister Zhao Fangting and her best friend Zhou Qian. Before she could even reply, Nancy was once again caught in a state of bewilderment and surprise.

"What... what are these things? No way..."

Looking at the messy bed, Nancy still couldn't figure out what had happened last night. She propped herself up, a sudden wave of soreness washing over her.

"Ugh... um... Hua Hua? Hua Hua!" She called out to her son, but then realized that he obviously couldn't see her like this, so she quickly stopped.

"Hmm, strange... could it be... him? He came to my house?" Nancy shook her head; such a thing was practically impossible.

"Strange... was it a dream? Why am I... This is terrible, this is terrible." Nancy shook her head again. No matter how she thought about it, this was far too bizarre. She could only pretend nothing had happened for now and start her busy day.

Nancy sighed, endured the soreness in her legs and stood up. Her tattered clothes were reflected in the French windows. Zhao Nanxi quickly took them off, changed her clothes, quickly tidied her messy makeup, and staggered out of the room.

Pushing open the door, Nancy sighed softly at the sight of her son, Zhang Ninghua, fast asleep. Since it was the weekend, she'd let him sleep a little longer.

She quietly closed the bedroom door, her mind a jumble of thoughts. Perhaps she had been too strict with her son. Even though her husband was often away, she couldn't always present such a cold and aloof face, especially not to her child.

She shook her head and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

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