My mother's sexual past

I live in a county town under the jurisdiction of a provincial capital. My family was quite poor at the time. My
dad was a security guard, basically a gatekeeper, and my mom worked at the local farmers' market. Besides
vegetable , and my mom worked as a saleswoman in a grain store.
Before I was in sixth grade, my mom could earn nearly 400 yuan a month selling goods at the market, and my dad's monthly
salary was also around 400 yuan. Back then, college students or those with some skills earned around 1,000 yuan a month. My parents'
combined income was less than what other people earned by one person, not to mention having to support me, their child.
The grain store where my mom worked belonged to Uncle Li, a friend of my dad's. Uncle Li saw that our family was struggling,
so he let my mom work at his store, giving her about 600 yuan a month.
However, since we lived far from the market, Uncle Li had us move into an empty room he owned near the market
, deducting 100 yuan from my mom's salary each month for rent. So, although our income didn't change, our living
conditions were better, and my mom's job was easier.
Not long after I started reading incest novels, I began plotting to spy on my mother. Our
house was a single-story building, only about 20 square meters, so it was a studio apartment that served as both the living room and my parents' bedroom
. After we moved in, my father built a loft there, where I slept.
When we first moved, there was no kitchen, toilet, or bathroom. My mother would go to Uncle Li's house to cook
and bring back meals. We used the communal toilet and shower. About a month later, Uncle Li built
two small shacks, one for cooking and one for showering, and we used a chamber pot.
So my main focus was watching my mother and father make love at night. Every night, after I went up to the loft, I would secretly
watch. My mother didn't come home until after 7 pm, by which time my father had to go to his night shift. When he returned at 6 am
the next morning, my mother was already up, so they usually didn't have a chance to sleep together.
However, my father had one day off a month, and only on that night would they share a bed. The first month, my
father went out drinking and came home late, and I couldn't stay awake and fell asleep.
The next day, while rummaging through the trash, I found a condom. For the next month, I couldn't sleep at
all . That day, I witnessed real sex for the first time.
Around midnight, I heard noises downstairs. I peeked through the crack in the floorboards and
saw my father touching my mother's breasts under the covers. After a while, I heard my mother say, "Honey, are you hard
?"
It was the first time I'd ever heard my mother say such a vulgar thing. My penis instantly became painfully hard.
Then my father said, "No, feel it for me." My mother reached over and touched my father's
penis. After
touching each other for a while, my mother said, "That's enough, come in." Then I saw my father
taking off my mother's underwear under the covers.
Mom placed their underwear next to the pillow, reached under Dad's pillow, and pulled out
a box. She said, "Wait, we're done with the condoms."
Dad asked, "Isn't there one more?"
Mom handed him the box, saying, "Look for yourself, why would I lie to you?"
After looking at the box, Dad said, "Then let's not use them this time. Go buy some medicine tomorrow."
Seeing Mom's noncommittal expression, Dad rolled over and straddled her, moving a few times. Mom asked again, "Is it in?"
Dad replied, "Not hard, spread your legs wider."
Mom spread her legs even wider, both her calves protruding from under the covers. Dad groaned
and finally inserted his penis into Mom's vagina. Dad thrust his hips, slowly moving.
Mom closed her eyes, silently enduring Dad's thrusts, her small feet resting on Dad's waist, swaying rhythmically
with his entry.
Two minutes later, Dad stopped moving. Mom asked, "Did you ejaculate?"
Dad said, "No, it slipped out."
Mom asked again, "Want to do it again?"
Dad said, "You're so wet, try squeezing tighter later."
Dad reached out and held his penis, then put it back in, but after a few movements, it slipped out again.
At this point, he seemed a little angry and asked, "Why is your vagina so loose? Has someone else been with you
?"
Mom said, "No, don't talk nonsense."
Dad continued, "Then why can't you hold it tight?"
Hearing him say that, Mom also got a little angry and replied, "I always wear condoms.
What does it matter to me if you don't wear one?"
After hearing what Mom said, Dad didn't say anything, but rubbed his penis against Mom's crotch for a while before ejaculating
. After they finished, Mom climbed out of bed to go to the door to shower. When Mom got out of bed, she was only wearing
a bra, and her lower body was completely naked from her buttocks to her feet.
Although Mom wasn't tall, her legs were very white and straight, and her small feet in flip-flops looked particularly
sexy .
The only pity was that because Mom's pubic hair was so thick, all I could see
was ; I couldn't see the vital parts.
The next day, Dad and Mom had a fight. I was doing my homework at the time. Mom told Dad she had taken a few dozen
yuan . Dad asked why, and Mom said she took it to buy medicine. At this point, Dad panicked, saying she hadn't
taken any medicine. Mom then cried, saying what if she got pregnant?
That's when I realized they were talking about birth control pills. Dad saw Mom crying, didn't say anything, drank a few sips of alcohol
, picked up his uniform, and went to his night shift.
Ever since I saw Mom's naked body that day, every time Mom talked to me, I would involuntarily think of that day
. I felt drowsy every day, and later it gradually developed into me fantasizing about Mom every night.
For the next few months, Dad and Mom stopped using condoms when they had sex because Mom had enough birth control pills for several times.
He would make Mom take the pills each time, and Mom would do as he said.
And so, the first semester of sixth grade came to an end. Perhaps because of the birth control pills, or perhaps
because she no longer had to sell things at the market, Mom's complexion improved during the months she'd been there, and she gradually gained some weight.
Her figure became more apparent, especially her rounder, perkier bottom.
During the holidays, I had nowhere to go, so Dad suggested that Mom take me to the market while she was at work so he could
watch over my studies. Mom initially disagreed, but Dad went to Uncle Li, who readily agreed.
Uncle Li took me to the market on my first day, and he told me that Mom had a nickname there: "Flour Beauty."
When I arrived at the market, I saw my mother wearing a white apron. She was already quite pretty, and
compared to the other vegetable vendors nearby, she certainly lived up to her nickname.
A few days after arriving at the market, I realized something was amiss. First, Uncle Li asked if I wanted to be his
godfather. Before I could even answer, my mother pinched me and said, "Why wouldn't you? Brother Li, you've taken such
good care of our family; he's practically your son. Call him godfather!"
I thought to myself, "I'm not without a father, why should I need another godfather? Wouldn't that make me shameless?"
So I immediately called him Uncle Li.
At this point, Uncle Li laughed and said, "Oh dear, Auntie, if he doesn't want to, that's fine. He's just a child and doesn't understand.
Why did you pinch him?"
(By the way, my mother's original name was Wang Zhaodi, but after causing a lot of trouble,
she couldn't bear to use that name anymore, so I'm not afraid to tell you all.)
My mother blushed and said, "He's just too shy to ask, so I've decided for him.
From now on, treat him like your own son and take good care of him."
Later, when Uncle Li introduced me to others, he changed how he addressed me. He had a catchphrase, "Take good care of him," so
he would say, "Come on, this is my youngest son. He's very smart and sensible.
Please take good care of him."
At the time, I vaguely felt that Uncle Li and my mother were having an affair, but they were always very proper in the shop
, so I couldn't find any evidence. It wasn't until a week later, when my mother accidentally let it slip, that I was
certain .
That afternoon, Uncle Li wasn't home. An old woman came to buy noodles. Seeing my mother alone, she said, "Your
husband went out, leaving you all to work alone?"
My mother smiled and said, "He went to get supplies. I'm not busy here, not busy at all."
The old woman smiled too, "Oh my, young Li is so lucky to have such a wife! This shop
is so well-maintained, it's really nice."
I was sitting in the back doing my homework when I heard my mother speak, so I stood up.
When the old woman saw this, she clapped her hands and said, "Your son is so grown up now, and this young Li really knows how to hide his talents!"
Only then did my mother remember I was in the back. When she turned around, her face was deathly pale.
She quickly weighed the noodles for the old woman, who was still saying, "Your mother came from our hometown to take care of your
father... " "It's been hard work. You have to be filial to her in the future, you know?"
After the old woman left, my mother looked at me, not knowing what to say. After a while,
she finally spoke, "The old lady likes to talk nonsense..."
Seeing that she was still trying to argue, I wanted to hear what else she had to say, so I said, "Mom, is she just talking nonsense or not? I
think Uncle Li is not a good person. Why don't we move back?"
At this point, my mother probably thought she had intimidated me, so she said, "Don't say that. Uncle Li is very good to us.
Don't tell your father about this. They've known each other for almost ten years, and your father likes to drink. It
will cause a lot of trouble."
I argued with my mother for a few more minutes, but she refused to admit it. I didn't want to directly confront her, so I thought I would find
an opportunity to catch them in the act and see if my mother would still have any shame.
The next day, my mother wouldn't let me go to the market with her, but she was afraid that my father would find out. So she and Uncle Li came up with
an idea: every day before the market opened, I would be taken to Uncle Li's house, and before the market closed, I would go to the market to find my mother,
and then we would go back together.
It was during this time that I saw my mother's cunt clearly for the first time. That afternoon at seven o'clock, I left
Uncle Li's house and went to the market to find her as usual. It was almost Chinese New Year, so the roads weren't congested. When I arrived
, it wasn't even seven-thirty yet, and she hadn't finished work, so I waited for her at the market entrance.
I waited until eight o'clock when a young couple who sold spices next to the grain store came out after work and told me that my mother was
busy and that I should play by myself for a while. I vaguely felt that my mother was definitely with Uncle Li, so I quickly ran inside.
When I got inside, I found that the market was almost closed, and Uncle Li's grain store was locked from the outside. By then, it was
already completely dark, so I ran along the storefronts, calling my mother's name.
I ran to the public restroom on the other side of the market, and unexpectedly, my mother came out of the men's room. My heart skipped a beat
; I knew she must have been having sex with Uncle Li in there. I confronted her, "Why did you go into the wrong place? What were you doing
in ?"
To my surprise, she said, "The women's room was clogged, I came here to relieve myself."
Seeing her like this, I didn't bother to hide it anymore and raised my voice, "Bullshit, isn't Uncle Li in
there?" I started walking towards the restroom, but my mother quickly grabbed me, preventing me from going in.
This made me even more certain that Uncle Li was inside. I ran in and kicked open each door,
but no one was there. Undeterred, I ran to the women's room, and sure enough, it was clogged.
The stall was completely blocked, and the floor was soaked.
When Mom saw me come out, she said, "What are you thinking, kid? Why would Uncle Li need to hide from you in the toilet?"
Since I hadn't caught her in the act, I didn't say anything more. Thinking about getting home, I turned and walked away
, with Mom following behind. After a while, we reached the bus stop. Mom suddenly said she wanted to walk around for a bit and wouldn't take the bus. That's when I
noticed although Mom was wearing a coat, her legs were bare, just a pair of
ankle boots.
Keep in mind, it was already January. Although the temperature in the south isn't extremely low, it was still quite cold.
Because Mom likes to dress up, she usually wears a thick skirt and winter tights.
I found it strange; had she forgotten to put them on in her haste
that morning? Mom seemed a little distracted, and when I asked her, she didn't respond. We walked for
about half an hour, and Mom's legs were red from the cold. Finally, we found a cart selling stockings.
After , she said she wanted to find a place to change.
I thought I could just go home and change, and I was also in a hurry to get home and watch TV, so I told her I wanted to
go home . However, my mother absolutely refused, and I got angry too. Then, my mother suddenly raised her hand and slapped me
. Ever since I found out about her and Uncle Li's affair, my mother had never been angry with me. I
was so scared that I burst into tears. When my mother saw me crying, she continued to scold me. One sentence in particular I remember very
clearly , "You are all the same selfish and self-serving things." Based on my childhood experiences, this was the harshest scolding she had
ever given me.
After scolding her, she started crying herself. Seeing her like this, I assumed she was upset with me and didn't
understand why. I just told her to hurry to the mall to change and that I wouldn't be so temperamental again. Only then did Mom
stop crying.
When we got to the mall, at a clothing counter, Mom pretended to pick up a dress and head to the fitting room,
but it was full. So we sat on the chairs in the middle and waited.
Next to this counter was a shoe store. You might remember that there used to be mirrors placed on the floor, slightly tilted
backward , so you could see how the shoes would look on you while standing.
Someone was trying on shoes next to us and left the mirror next to our chairs.
Mom had taken off her coat, and she was wearing a knee-length skirt. Suddenly, I wanted to use the mirror to see
what kind of underwear she was wearing.
A little while later, when she turned around, her skirt, which had been tucked in, opened. I'm quite short,
and through the mirror, I could see right under her skirt. I saw a thick patch of pubic hair. Mom wasn't wearing underwear!
My penis immediately got hard.
Then I changed the angle. The light was brighter here, and I could see it more clearly. It wasn't the normal
closed ; they were slightly open, revealing the tender red flesh inside.
I immediately became suspicious. Although I was only in sixth grade, I had already visited porn sites and knew that she must have
just had sex with a man, or that
her
vagina had become loose from too much sex. Psychologically, I hoped it was the latter—that my mother had been fucked too much by my father before giving birth to me, which had made her like this. After watching for a while, I felt my mouth go dry, my penis had never been so hard, and my vision was blurry. Before
I could fully enjoy the view, my mother went inside to try on clothes. She didn't buy anything after trying them on, but she took the opportunity to put on stockings.
When I got home, I found my father there, and he had already prepared dinner. Then I remembered that it was my
father's day off, so he would definitely be sleeping with my mother tonight. If my mother came home and was found not wearing stockings or
underwear , my father would definitely suspect she was cheating on me.
This explained everything. Mom yelled, "You're all the same selfish
bastards !" because Uncle Li knew she was going to spend the night with Dad, and he still ejaculated on her. Mom
had no choice but to throw her semen-stained stockings and underwear into the bathroom.
My heart sank. Before I could react, I heard Dad ask her why she was late
. Mom stammered that something had gotten in the way after work.
Dad didn't press the matter further, but that evening, while I was doing my homework, he leaned over and asked Mom when she
got off work. Afraid he'd hit her, I lied and said she was an hour late.
A little while later, I heard them arguing. Apparently, Mom had told him she'd gone shopping, but Dad
thought Mom had prepared a lie for him. He dragged me outside and threatened to hit me if I didn't tell him the truth.
Mom quickly blocked him.
They argued fiercely that day; the neighbors couldn't stand it and called the neighborhood committee to stop them. That
night, Mom took me back to her parents' house.
A few days later, with the Lunar New Year approaching, Dad reluctantly came to pick up Mom from school. Mom didn't say a word to him, so
Dad had no choice but to take me home first. Once home, Dad sat alone and sighed, saying, "Let's go visit relatives up north
tomorrow "
After two days of hard-seat train travel, we arrived at Dad's hometown. As soon as we got back to the village, my grandfather asked why Mom hadn't come.
Dad had to say she had something to do, and Grandpa got furious. That year, Dad and Grandpa overturned the table on New Year's Eve.
I remember the sentence I heard most often that night was from Grandpa, "I never agreed to you marrying her back then."
On the morning of New Year's Day, Dad was drinking alone in his room when Mom called. I answered the phone, and Mom
cried as soon as she heard my voice. She asked where we were, saying she was home alone and missed me. Dad took
the phone, said a few words, and the next day took me home.
Later, I told some of my buddies from watching porn at school about this. They all agreed that Mom
must have been having sex in the bathroom that day and even asked me to take them to watch, but I refused.
One of them was the first to lead the group in watching DVDs at school. His name contained the character "Zheng," so we all called him
Da Zheng.
Back then, my home was a bit far from school, so I didn't go home for lunch. There were one or two
like me in each class, so the school gathered us—about a dozen or so of us—into a lunch break group. After school at noon, the school gates were
locked , and only we were inside.
Each classroom had a TV, but it was usually locked. Later, Da Zheng discovered that the TV
in wasn't locked, so he led us to climb through the window at lunchtime to watch DVDs together. At that time, the DVDs
were brought from home by several people in turns, and everyone kept it very secret. Our group remained a stable group of just a few people.
Da Zheng told me that because I hadn't brought any DVDs, he wanted me to steal my mom's underwear for him, otherwise
he wouldn't let me watch DVDs with them at lunchtime. I had no choice but to secretly take a pair for him.
This group only disbanded when we moved to another campus.
After he got the underwear, he taught me to secretly search through Mom's drawers and phone. He said the DVDs he brought
were found at home. He then instructed me to look specifically in folders and old newspapers.
When Mom went out to play cards on the weekend, I followed Dazheng's advice and indeed found evidence of Mom's infidelity.
In the bottom drawer of Mom's dressing table, she had hidden a notebook for copying text messages. Flipping forward, it contained
normal text messages written with a fountain pen; flipping backward, it contained messages written with an empty ballpoint pen, which could only be seen when held up to the light. There were probably dozens of pages
.
Most of them were love messages from Uncle Li, and some were lewd jokes and slang. After reading them,
I didn't feel any excitement, only a deep sense of heartbreak towards Mom. Then I started fantasizing about her having sex with someone else in
the bathroom , and I got an erection again, masturbating while looking at Mom's picture.
Ever since I saw this notebook, every time Mom talked to me, I would unconsciously think of that day. I
felt drowsy every day, and later it gradually developed into masturbating while fantasizing about Mom every night.
Later, during the summer vacation before I entered junior high school, my father finally discovered that my mother was having an affair. I only learned the details from one of my father's friends after I went to
university .
At that time, my father was already a little suspicious of my mother. That day was a Friday afternoon, and my mother went out to a
hotel with Uncle Li. When the two of them came out of the hotel, my father's colleague saw them and called him. But by the time my father
arrived, the two of them had already left.
My dad made a phone call and told me to secretly call him when my mom got home, and not to
say anything , but to hang up after a few seconds. I didn't know what was going on, but I did as he said when my mom came home.
When my dad got home, my mom was taking a shower. He kicked the bathroom door open,
grabbed pulled her out, then kicked her in the stomach. My mom fell to the living room floor. My dad grabbed
her hair with one hand and beat her with a broom in the other. I hid in my room and secretly opened the door a crack to watch,
too afraid to intervene. I also hated her a little and didn't want to.
This was the first time I had ever seen a woman naked in real life. I
still remember my mom's breasts and lower body very clearly. What shocked me was that she had a very conspicuous red rose tattoo on her left breast, something
I had never known before. My mom was struggling on the floor, clutching her head, with soap suds on some parts of her body
. She looked disheveled and somewhat degrading.
After hitting her until he was tired, Dad locked Mom in the bathroom and went out. That evening, he brought some relatives back, including both sets of
parents . In front of everyone, he asked Mom if she was having an affair. Mom calmly admitted it. Then
they asked if it was Uncle Li, but Mom wouldn't say anything. Dad was about to hit her again, but several elders held him back. Dad
then said he'd give her ten minutes, and if she didn't tell him, he wouldn't let it go. Ten minutes passed, but Mom still didn't say anything.
Later, Mom went back to her parents' house for a month. A week before school started, they divorced. I stayed with
my grandfather until I graduated from junior high school because Dad was going to work in the north. After the divorce, Mom seemed very depressed,
and it was only then that I forgave her.
After the divorce, Uncle Li told Mom the truth: he had already remarried back in their hometown, but his wife didn't
agree to a divorce. In short, he meant he wouldn't marry Mom, but he still wanted to sleep with her. This really upset
Mom, and they had a huge fight on the spot. I only learned about these things later from some relatives.
After Dad went up north, I moved to Grandpa's house. The house we used to live in was sold at a discounted price to my third uncle for his wedding.
Mom lived with my maternal grandparents and my eldest uncle's family of three. The house was already small, and it was
crowded . Now that Mom was also there, my eldest aunt couldn't stand it anymore and started making sarcastic remarks every day
.
Mom didn't have a job and was suffering every day while living at her parents' house. After half a year of this, Dad
found another woman up north and remarried quickly. He personally came to deliver the wedding invitation to Mom.
After , Mom cried and cursed at home and smashed a lot of things. When my eldest aunt came home from work, she had a big fight with her.
After all this, Mom couldn't stay at her parents' house anymore.
At this time, a friend of my mother's surnamed Zhao helped her find a job as a
clerk at a wood-based panel company. This Zhao sister used to be a dancer in a "dark dance hall," a place that used dancing
as a pretext . For ten yuan a song, you could touch people however you wanted; if you were interested, you could pay one hundred yuan to be taken
to a hotel room – it was no different from professional prostitution.
Zhao sister met a man at the dance hall. Later, this man's wood-based panel business did well, and Zhao sister
simply quit dancing and became the small business owner's mistress. She later gave birth to his daughter and took her to a children's palace to learn
dance, which is how she met my mother.
My mother didn't like Zhao sister at first, but she had no choice at the time and had to agree.
Seeing that my mother had nowhere to stay, Zhao sister gave her a bed in the company's employee dormitory.
After my father remarried, he brought my stepmother to live with my grandparents. My stepmother was a very petty woman
and definitely couldn't tolerate her husband's child from his previous marriage. She was always trying to find fault with me, but
at that time I was about to take the high school entrance exam, and I spent a lot of time at school, so I just slept as soon as I got home. Fortunately, nothing
serious happened.
After the exam, my stepmother started talking nonsense to my father again and began urging him to take me for a paternity
test . It cost 1,000 yuan, and the results showed that I wasn't my father's biological son. In other words, my mother
had cheated on my father more than ten years ago. At this time, my stepmother also became pregnant. My father started to dislike me
and sued my mother in court, demanding the termination of custody.
Since the situation was relatively clear, my father, out of consideration for our past marriage, didn't make excessive demands. Besides
returning the over 20,000 yuan in child support paid after the divorce and some of the assets already transferred to my name, he also demanded compensation for
emotional distress. Because my mother was unemployed and liked to gamble, she had already spent almost all the money she received from my father.
In the end, the court awarded her over 70,000 yuan, which my mother couldn't even come up with at the time.
Sister Zhao then offered to lend my mother some money, but the interest was a bit high, at 3% per month, meaning that borrowing over
70,000 yuan would require repaying about 30,000 yuan more per year. At the time, Sister Zhao paid my mother a monthly salary of over 3,000 yuan, meaning that
after deducting daily expenses, her annual salary would just be enough to pay off the interest. After my mother settled the money with my father, Sister Zhao
took the opportunity to tell her that sitting in an office wouldn't earn money, and that if she wanted to make money, she would have to go out and do sales.
Since I stopped living with my dad, my mom took me to their employee accommodation. It was called employee
housing, but it was really just a semi-basement rented by the company. It was over 200 square meters, divided into about
20 Each room had a bunk bed, and it was basically full for the company's employees.
The remaining rooms were combined near the entrance to form a kitchen and a living room for watching TV.
There wasn't a separate area for men and women; maybe two women would share a room with two men. Including my mom, there were eight women in
the company , all salespeople. My mom shared a room with one of them. Besides the four
women's rooms, the remaining ten or so rooms housed over thirty men.
I shared a room with A'gen, who was in charge of driving the delivery trucks. These men were all hard laborers, so their conversations
were rather vulgar, mostly revolving around the eight women in sales, often discussing who had
the biggest breasts and who was the most promiscuous in bed.
Once, during a chat, the topic turned to mothers. One man remarked that my mother had a nice, perky
ass ,
and it must feel amazing to have sex with her on her stomach. Then someone asked if I'd ever seen my mother and father in bed together. I casually mentioned my mother's divorce, and everyone laughed. Ah-Gen said that my mother hadn't been with anyone for a year after the divorce, and her genitals must be incredibly
itchy , so I should go and help her relieve the itch.
Actually, the remaining seven women here were all the flirtatious type. Some of them used to be prostitutes in the area
, but were later recruited by Sister Zhao. They were all single or divorced, which is why they slept with men.
There were no real concerns; they'd basically all been slept with by their male colleagues.
Because the basement was poorly ventilated and the rooms had no windows, they just hung curtains to let air in through the hallway. The plywood between
the rooms offered little soundproofing, and every night you could hear the women moaning
.
The toilet and showers in the semi-basement were shared, especially the shower area.
There were three separate shower stalls at the entrance, each only partially covered by a semi-transparent shower curtain. When the curtains
got , they were practically transparent, and several men would
watch from outside, smoking.
There was no place to hang clothes in the shower stalls; the men would just wear underwear, while the women usually wore
tank tops or bikinis. The bolder ones would cover themselves with towels, but the mother was more reserved and always
went to the public bathhouse outside.
These men hadn't dared to lay a hand on Mom because they thought she had a boyfriend. But
after her divorce, they all started calling her a slut pretending to be innocent. One of them, Lao Zhang, even suggested drugging her and
raping her. I was listening, blushing furiously, and didn't dare argue back.
That weekend, when Sister Zhao treated everyone to barbecue, Mom and three other women sat at a table with A-Gen and his group, while
Sister Zhao and the rest of the women sat at a table with us. The group started talking about Mom again. Lao Zhang asked Sister Zhao to get some drugs for
Mom. Sister Zhao laughed and told them, "Xiao Lin (Mom changed her name to Wang Lin after the divorce) will start working in sales next month.
Once she's more open, you can all have your way with her."
After Mom started working as a saleswoman the following month, I started to notice she was changing. At first, she
rarely spoke to these men, but now she jokes with them. Sometimes they tell dirty jokes,
and Mom listens with interest. Once, Lao Zhang reached out and squeezed Mom's breasts, and Mom playfully pushed him away from his
chest .
A few days later, Lao Zhang announced that he had slept with my mother. Everyone said they didn't believe it, so Lao Zhang said that
my mother would spend the night in his room. Sure enough, after dinner, we saw my mother go into Lao Zhang's room. Since
Lao Zhang room was near mine, when my mother and he were in bed together that night, Lao Zhang kept telling my mother to moan. My
mother was worried about me being so close, so she tried her best to keep her voice down, only moaning a few times when Lao Zhang was thrusting hard.
The next morning, everyone gathered outside Lao Zhang's room waiting for my mother to come out. Lao Zhang threw my mother's clothes at
the door , so my mother had to come out naked to pick them up. Her whole body was seen by these men, and many of them started whistling and clapping
. My mother looked up and saw me there, blushed, and ran back to her room.
Since that day, several more people have slept with my mother. When they chatted, they all said that my mother was
the wettest of the eight female saleswomen in bed, and that she had a big butt, so they gave my mother the nickname "Water Peach,"
and gave me the nickname "Little Peach."
I went to find Sister Zhao and asked her why my mother had become like this. Sister Zhao took out a piece of
wood , and cracked it immediately when she hit it with a hammer. She said that the boards sold here were all of this inferior quality,
and the reason they could be sold was because these female saleswomen slept with the distributors.
Then Sister Zhao took out the orders my mother had signed over the past few months, saying there were a hundred purchase orders here. Then
she pointed to a street in the nearby building materials market and said, "Half of the men on this street have slept with your mother. Even if your mother had a rock-hard vagina
, she would have been fucked open. Besides, she takes so many birth control pills, which are made of estrogen. How could she not want men after taking them?"
Sister Zhao continued, "Your mother has been fucked by men, but it hasn't cost her any money. She even felt good about it. Besides, you,
as her son, should be happy that she's single." After saying that, Sister Zhao took out her phone and played a video that she
had filmed of my mother and Lao Zhang having sex.
In the video, Sister Zhao asked my mother what she was doing. My mother said she was having sex with Lao Zhang.
Sister Zhao then asked how she was being fucked, and my mother said she was sticking her butt out and letting Lao Zhang hold her and fuck her. Sister Zhao asked my mother if Lao Zhang was making her feel good, and my mother said it felt good inside her vagina . Then Sister Zhao
made my mother count how many times she was fucked. In the ten-minute video, my mother
counted to over seven hundred before she orgasmed. Later, my mother stopped working for Sister Zhao, and she told me that she initially didn't want to sleep with anyone, so Sister Zhao drugged her and got Lao Zhang to sleep with her. Then, every day when Lao Zhang fucked her, Sister Zhao would humiliate her. After my mother had been humiliated enough, she was willing to give up and started sleeping with those distributors. When Sister Zhao filmed her, she promised not to show it to anyone else. That day when I got home, my mother was cooking, and a man was holding her waist and rubbing against her buttocks . When my mother saw me come back, she immediately pushed the man away. I saw that she looked like she was enjoying it, so I didn't say anything . After working as a saleswoman for six months, most of the thirty-odd men there had slept with my mother. She had become no different from the other female saleswomen, spending each night in a different room. Although my mother was promiscuous, she tried to maintain a motherly image in front of me. She would n't allow those men to mess around in front of me, and she would try to go to bed with me when I was at school, or at night. Although I knew she was having affairs, I hadn't witnessed it myself. But during those months, I could often hear the sounds of my mother being fucked at night. When she moaned, she liked to call those men "husband," and later, every day at mealtimes, those men would tease me, making me call them "daddy." Old Zhang was one of the men who slept with my mother the most. He especially liked to spank her buttocks when he fucked her, and with each spank, she would call out "good husband." The other men followed Old Zhang's example. Sometimes, when my mother was out , and the other women had finished, I could still hear the slapping sounds of my mother being spanked. After getting to know these people, my mother started showering there too. Since it was almost June, the basement was very hot. The women would strip naked inside, taking only a towel and soap, and shower there. My mother did the same. Several times, she would come out in front of me, covering her chest with a towel, her back and buttocks exposed, especially after she had just slept with a man; her buttocks were covered in red handprints, making her look even more like a ripe peach. One time, when Lao Zhang came home, my mother was showering. Lao Zhang couldn't resist and had sex with her right there in the shower . Although there was a shower curtain, her silhouette was clearly visible; it was no . I happened to be watching TV at the door, and a female salesperson quickly covered my eyes and sent me back to my room. The other women, no matter how promiscuous, would do it in their rooms, at most letting you hear some noise. So when they showered…

My mother didn't want men in her showers, but she was the only one who dared to do it in the shower room. After that incident,
men often followed her in and had sex with her.
My mother was scolded by Sister Zhao for this. Once, A'gen picked my mother up in the shower room and had sex with her. My
mother was leaning against a wall, and because A'gen was lifting her up, her feet were on the opposite wall.
When she climaxed, she kicked the plywood and it collapsed. When Sister Zhao found out, she scolded my mother and
deducted 1,000 yuan from her paycheck. Only then did my mother behave herself when showering.
At night, the temperature in the basement rose. The men were shirtless, and the women wore one-piece sundresses. My
mother wore the same. All eight women were so hot that they didn't wear bras. You could see their breasts
standing up through their clothes, and their nipples were clearly visible. The marks from their panties were also very obvious.
While watching TV at night, men would often reach out and grope the breasts of the female saleswomen. One of them,
nicknamed Hami Melon," had just had an abortion and had particularly large breasts, so she was touched the most. When I wasn't around, my mother would naturally
be touched too. Once, she was so aroused that she couldn't help but moan, and the men laughed, telling me that my mother
could orgasm just from having her breasts touched.
I couldn't stand it anymore, and since I had a girlfriend in high school, I asked my mother for money to live at school
. My mother had already paid back some of the money to Sister Zhao, and since it wouldn't be convenient for her to mess around while I was there, she agreed to let me live
at school .
One time, I accidentally stumbled upon my mother having sex with someone when I came home. Since we weren't allowed to stay at school on weekends
, I usually came home on Saturday morning and stayed until Sunday night. That Friday night,
I came home .
When I got to the basement, I encountered two men taking a shower. I was just passing by, but I overheard them
discussing my mother. One of them said he didn't expect Xiaolin to be so promiscuous, sleeping with several men at the same time, and the other asked
if he had tried my mother's anus.
Hearing this, I was furious and rushed inside.
As I reached the door, I heard my mother moaning. I lifted the curtain and saw her lying on my
bed her legs spread, Ah Gen on top of her. They were having sex, Ah Gen's penis
thrusting in and out between her legs. Her vaginal fluids were everywhere, and her buttocks were covered in semen.
When Ah Gen saw me come in, he tried to get up, but my mother was already a little dazed from the sex. She wrapped her legs around
Ah Gen and said, "I'm about to climax, thrust a few more times." Ah Gen couldn't pull his penis out, so he continued thrusting, and
he ejaculated after a few strokes. My mother quickly rubbed her clitoris a few times and then climaxed as well. My
mother was still enjoying herself with her eyes closed. She probably felt Ah Gen suddenly get up, opened her eyes, and saw me standing in
the doorway . She was a little startled, screamed, covered herself with the blanket, and told me not to look and to get out quickly.
After I left, my mother came out a while later wrapped in a towel, wanting to explain. I was furious and
slapped her, pulling the towel off her. I saw semen running down her thigh and couldn't help but call
her a bitch.
My mother panicked, crying, "Yes, I am a bitch, I am a shameless slut! Are you satisfied now?
You're so powerful, you can disown me as your mother. I'll just consider it raising an animal. You were enjoying watching, weren't you?
Keep watching, watch your mother having sex with some random man. Watch as much as you like!" She
then sat down by the door and cried. At this moment, another female salesperson came out. Seeing my mother and me arguing
, she helped my mother inside and then pulled me in as well, making me apologize to my mother.
Seeing my mother's state, I felt a little guilty and apologized first. The woman then said, "Your mother
sleeping with men now is just like you dating someone in school—it's all about feelings, there's no difference. Besides, your mother
is an age where she's craving sex; she didn't mean for you to see."
Then she said, "Your mother came here for your sake. If you look down on her, kowtow and never acknowledge her again.
If you still want to acknowledge her, then don't interfere. Let her do as she pleases. It's not your business."
I thought, "My mother is the only family I have left in this world. I don't even know who my biological father is. If I don't acknowledge my mother,
won't I be all alone?" So I agreed not to interfere in my mother's affairs. My mother called that woman out and then told me that
there were some things she needed to let me know. She said that if I wanted to acknowledge her, I should wait until she finished speaking before making a decision.
My mother pointed to the rose tattoo on her chest and told me about her life before she married my father. Before she went to work at the farmers' market, she
and Sister Zhao both worked as dancers in dance halls. At that time, she was one of Sister Zhao's prostitutes. Later, she accidentally
got pregnant with me. She didn't know which client was the father. Sister Zhao asked her to have an abortion, but
when she was lying on the operating table, she suddenly changed her mind and decided to give birth.
But a child can't be without a father, so I found my dad. He had just been transferred from another city and was an honest man.
Seeing a beautiful woman like my mother offered herself to him, he agreed without much thought. Less than nine months after the wedding, I was born. They
bribed the doctor to say it was premature to keep it a secret.
My mom said she had slept with hundreds of men before the wedding, and she wouldn't blame me if I couldn't accept it.
That's when I realized my mom did all that for me, and I finally opened my heart.
Later, my mom worked as a prostitute for Sister Zhao for almost two years to finally pay off her debts.
When , I met a man in his fifties. He was a retired engineer from a factory who later
opened his own business and was quite wealthy. Although my mom was more than ten years younger than him, she still
married , and he became my stepfather.
My stepfather's first wife died young, and he had no children, so my mom made me change my surname to his. Later,
when I got into university, my stepfather paid for my tuition and living expenses. I knew my mom married my stepfather just to
find someone to pay for my education.
However, my stepfather was almost sixty, and he and my mother basically had no marital life. So, after my marriage, my mother maintained relationships with
Lao Zhang and A'gen for several years until after I graduated from university,
when her libido gradually declined, and those relationships ended.
When I was in university, I also told my mother that I wanted to have sex with her, but she absolutely refused. According to her
, we were mother and son after all, and even if she was promiscuous, she couldn't sleep with her own son, otherwise she would be
no different from an animal. Although I don't think incest is a problem, seeing how insistent my mother was, the idea of having sex with her was
left unresolved.

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