Yunshan Mother and Son Tragedy

" Ring
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"Wow! Holiday... holiday!"

"Let's go..." "

Xiao Lin, I'm leaving first, let's play ranked games together tonight..." Jiang Dong patted my shoulder, and before he could finish saying "ah," he rushed out of the classroom.

For us senior high school students, studying every day is really too boring, and the pressure from teachers and parents is also great. As soon as the holiday starts, everyone rushes out of this hellish place of school like they've been injected with chicken blood, and many people even go out to eat and sing karaoke together to celebrate.

I originally wanted to go out for drinks and dinner with my classmates, but today I have to help my mom pack her things... I can't help it... I took out my phone and called as I walked.

"Mom, are you in class? I've already finished school."

"Yeah, right... I'm done... okay, I'm coming right now."

My mom used to be a music teacher at a school, but later that school was merged, and after my mom resigned, through a friend's introduction, she became a dance teacher at a training school based on her dance background, and she's been doing it ever since.

When I arrived at the building where my mom's training institution was located, I took the elevator directly to the eleventh floor.

Arriving at my mother's dance studio, I found it warm and cozy with the heating on. Her students sat around her, and she, with her back to the mirror, tiptoed, slowly demonstrating graceful ballet movements. My

mother, nearing forty, showed no signs of aging, a testament to her lavish lifestyle maintenance. Everyone who has met her has remarked on her beauty, largely due to her resemblance to the actress Zhao Yihuan in her youth.

Long, arched eyebrows, a straight nose, cherry lips, and a full figure embodied the charm of a beautiful woman. Her eyes, in particular, were clear and captivating, possessing an indescribable allure and charm. Compared to Zhao Yihuan today, my mother may have lost some of her youthful exuberance, but she has gained a refined and elegant mature woman's grace.

My mother's long, wavy hair was also very stylish. The straight hair with side-swept bangs perfectly framed her oval face. Her hair was dyed a dark brown, which, combined with her striking features and natural expression, gave her an ethereal quality.

She was still wearing that tight-fitting black bodysuit for teaching. The black bodysuit contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, creating a refreshing look.

My mother's figure, maintained through years of dance training, was exceptionally well-preserved. While her breasts weren't as perky as those of the younger girls around her, they were fuller and rounder. Her waving hands and arms exuded a graceful charm, and her long, slender legs flowed gracefully from top to bottom, creating a streamlined silhouette.

Compared to the younger female students around her, my mom, though only about 1.6 meters tall, had a more curvaceous figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Having given birth, her buttocks were exceptionally round and full. Age didn't hold her back; instead, it added to her charm and femininity. My good friend Jiang Dong, when he first met my mom, said she was an incredibly beautiful mature woman, and that I must have accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life to have such a beautiful mother. Back

then, countless men pursued my mom, but she ultimately fell for my honest and hardworking father. Although my mom is so beautiful, I, her son, am not handsome at all, which is really frustrating. Fortunately, I love playing basketball and am quite strong. At 1.76 meters, I'm a head taller than my mom, and my grades in school are just so-so.

Because my mom is so beautiful, I'm quite picky about girls. I glanced at the girls around me, and sigh… only two or three were decent; the rest were terrible. One even had a face full of acne.

Mom had actually seen me a while ago, but because she was teaching those girls, she didn't greet me. I waited for her in the hallway outside.

Soon after, Mom finished her shift and announced the end of class. The girls chattered away, a few glancing at me, whispering and giggling.

I know I'm not handsome, even a little ugly, and I've never had a girlfriend. Although I'm often teased, I'm used to it.

When Mom came out of the changing room, she had changed into her usual casual clothes: a wool sweater and a long black coat, nice black leggings, and black heeled boots—she looked quite stylish.

"Xiao Lin, come help Mom take this desk back. Nobody wants it; it'll fit perfectly in your dad's study," Mom said, pointing to a somewhat old desk that was about half my height.

"This is so old and heavy. Desks aren't expensive; why don't you just buy a new one?" I said, somewhat reluctant, seeing how much effort it would take to lift the desk.

"You don't know how to save money at all! How will you afford to go to school if you don't save?" Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"It's such a hassle!" I tried to lift the desk; it wasn't particularly heavy, but I had to rest after walking a short distance.

"Ugh, you're sighing and complaining even when you're helping your old lady with something," Mom pinched my waist.

"..."

After carrying it downstairs, Mom and I took a taxi. We sat in the back, and Mom took out her phone to play. Don't let her almost forty fool you; she's a true 70s kid. She knows all the trendy things young people use, like QQ and WeChat. She's very fashionable.

I also took out my phone to play, but after a while, I got bored and stared blankly at the scenery outside the car window.

The winter sky always darkens very quickly. Outside the car window, all I could see were neon lights from the city. As the taxi moved, the light and shadows slid across Mom's face and body, creating an eerie effect. A faint scent of sandalwood perfume wafted from her. Looking at the dazzling world, I felt a strange mix of emotions.

As we got out of the taxi, the driver gave my mom a few greedy glances. I'm used to the way people look at my mom; after all, she's so beautiful. I don't know why, but whenever I see that intense look in other people's eyes, I feel a strange sense of pride and satisfaction…

Luckily, our building has an elevator, otherwise, with this rickety desk, I'd probably have to crawl up all twelve floors.

When my mom and I got home, my dad was already there. He's a very kind and gentle person. He works as an editor at a magazine and isn't very busy. He doesn't have many hobbies; he just likes reading the news, playing chess, and fishing.

I could smell the food as soon as I got home. Besides not smoking or drinking, my dad's biggest strength is undoubtedly his amazing cooking skills. Even my mom would have to admit defeat. My mom is the boss at home, and my dad does more housework than she does. He's completely under her thumb…

“Xiaolin, why didn't I see you bring any books home today?” During dinner, my dad adjusted his glasses, remembering this question.

"Ah... well... anyway, we have plenty of study materials at home, just focus on the key points, it's fine."

"Him? He never thinks about studying! All he thinks about is how to have fun during winter break."

"You know everything!" I made a face at my mom.

"Hmph~ You came from my belly, I know all your little schemes," Mom rolled her eyes at me.

After dinner, I sat on the sofa to rest and saw a discount coupon for a farm stay in Yunshan on the low table.

"Dad, where did this coupon come from? Are you going to Yunshan?"

"It was given to me by the company, I can't go, I'm working overtime on Saturday and Sunday, why don't you and your mom go?"

"I'm too lazy to go, farm stays aren't fun, they don't even have Wi-Fi there."

"All you do is surf the internet. The college entrance exam is almost here, and you're not worried at all," Mom said, tapping my forehead with her index finger. She picked up a coupon and looked at it.

"Your company is so generous this time, a 50% off coupon! I might as well sell it to a friend." Mom is quite shrewd. "

Whatever. But I heard from a colleague that there's a lantern festival at Yunshan this year, it'll be very lively ," Dad said, washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm on holiday anyway, why don't I go? It'll be good to see it. I haven't seen a lantern festival in years." Thinking of past lantern festivals, my curiosity was piqued; maybe I could ask a female classmate out.

"Always running around. Mom wants to go too, why don't I go with you?" Mom is very caring, but sometimes too much.

"No way… I want to go alone. Too many people make it uncomfortable," I said, frowning.

"You're already complaining about your mom now that you don't even have a girlfriend. If you do, you'll probably abandon your mom. If I'd known Xiaolin was disobedient, I would have had a daughter," Mom teased, pretending to be angry.

"...No way," I was speechless. Actually, I just didn't want to be with the adults. Oh well, being with my pretty mom was fine too.

And right there, under the coupon that neither my mom nor I noticed, was a newspaper article about several prisoners in Y city who had recently escaped from prison by digging tunnels…

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Saturday morning, I slept until noon. My mom had to wake me up. It's so comfortable to sleep in bed in winter. As I got up and washed, I heard my mom cooking in the kitchen… Lunch already?

"You lazybones, hurry up! We'll leave after lunch," my mom's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, almost done." The house looked clean; it seemed my mom had gotten up early to clean.

In the afternoon, my mom and I finally set off in my dad's old car. My mom was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, just light-colored sweatpants and sneakers. She seemed to be in a good mood today; her eyes were always smiling.

The sky was a bit overcast today, thankfully it didn't rain, although the weather forecast said there would be no rain today, I don't know if that's true.

Yunshan Scenic Area is about an hour's drive from my city, Z. The closer you get to Yunshan, the more winding and rugged the road becomes. It's mostly majestic mountains and ridges, the roads built high up on the mountainside. Because it's relatively remote, there are few cars on this road on weekdays, mostly small cars on road trips, so it's relatively safe.

My mom usually drives very slowly, looking at the lush green forests around us, smelling the fresh air, and hearing the sounds of insects and birds that we don't usually hear in the city, the distant mountain peaks shrouded in mist... this place is quite pleasant... Suddenly, there was a "bang" from under the car, and my mom quickly stopped.

My mom and I got out of the car and saw that we had just hit and killed a small animal that looked like a mouse. The animal's blood was still stuck to the car tire.

"Tsk, how tragic, it died with its eyes wide open." The carcass of the small animal was not far from the car.

"Xiaolin, go get a bottle of mineral water and wash the tires, they look awful," Mom said, just frowning slightly before ordering me to do it.

"It's me again... these are disgusting." I had no choice but to wash the blood off the tires with water, then kicked the small animal's carcass off the cliff.

After that, we continued on our way. Mom seemed quite calm, as if nothing had happened, but hitting and killing a small animal right after leaving the house didn't seem like a good omen...

After driving for a while, we finally arrived at the foot of Yunshan Scenic Area. There were so many people today, a bustling crowd, some taking pictures, some buying souvenirs. After parking the car, Mom and I first booked a guesthouse for the night. Then Mom went to the temple on Yunshan to offer incense, so I had to go with her.

When we reached a very wide lake, I saw all sorts of lanterns. The area was quite large; the lantern festival was on the lake! It was daytime now, but it must be beautiful at night. With so many people here today, it's sure to be lively.

Yunshan is vast, and it took my mom and me nearly half an hour to walk along the winding mountain path to reach the temple. Everyone says this temple is very efficacious, and many people come to burn incense. When we arrived, my mom even had to queue to burn incense, and her beautiful face attracted quite a few stares. I felt very proud.

My mom looked very devout while burning incense; her eyes were slightly closed, and her beautiful face held an expression of expectation. At that moment, she looked so peaceful and holy.

After burning incense, my mom suggested we go to the giant rock scenic area at the top of the mountain to take pictures. We walked for another twenty minutes, but our luck seemed to be bad. Halfway there, it started to drizzle. The weather forecast was indeed inaccurate.

The rain got heavier and heavier, and there were hardly any tourists on the road. Everyone had run off to find shelter. My mom and I had only reached the halfway point, and we estimated we would have to get soaked for another half hour before reaching the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain.

"Son, look, there's an empty house over there. Let's go take shelter first," my mom said, noticing a house in the distance. Perhaps worried that I would catch a cold, she took my hand and led me to a mud house that was a bit far from the mountain path.

"I see it! Let me go first, Mom, be careful, the road is slippery." I stepped forward to clear the way; I didn't want my mother to get soaked.

The house was in a very remote location. The doorknob was broken, so we went straight in. I heard that years ago, to protect the environment, the government relocated the farmers from the mountains to other places, which is why there are so many empty houses like this on the mountain.

The house wasn't big, with two rooms and a kitchen piled with wood. The outer room was empty, while the inner room only had a very simple wooden bed, without any bedding, and a light bulb that I wasn't sure if it would even work.

Although simple, the house was well-preserved, looked sturdy, and had no damage. It should be fine for sheltering from the rain. However, I noticed a pile of burnt charcoal in the inner room, perhaps used by other tourists.

The rain was pouring down, the sound of it pouring could be heard inside the house. Mom took a mirror out of her bag and started combing her slightly wet hair. Feeling bored, I took out my phone to play games. Just then, I heard a creak, as if someone had pushed open the broken door. A middle-aged man of average build, wearing an incongruous t-shirt and pants, and bald, walked in. He looked haggard, wore glasses, and had a somewhat refined appearance. He seemed taken aback when he saw us.

"Hello, it's raining so hard outside, we came in to take shelter from the rain... Are you too?" Mom greeted us politely.

"Yes... taking shelter from the rain... Me too..." The bespectacled man's eyes were practically glued to my mom's pretty face; his blatant gaze was repulsive.

"Oh... really? Well, let's all wait together then," Mom said, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. She quickly turned her face towards me. He didn't seem like a bad person, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

I didn't want to be around this slovenly and rude guy; I felt a bit disgusted with him. Suddenly, something occurred to me.

"Mom, how about I call the people at the farmhouse down the mountain and ask them to bring an umbrella up?

Waiting like this isn't working." "Okay, go ahead and call. Hmm... get one for this uncle too." My mom was a nice person, but she didn't want to be with that man either.

The middle-aged man's eyelids seemed to twitch when he heard I was going to make a call, but I didn't notice. Just as I picked up the phone to dial, something hit my head, and in the instant I passed out, all I saw was my mom's panicked face… Damn

it… and then I passed out.

When I regained some consciousness, I found myself bound to a thick log. In the dim light, I realized I was in the kitchen of that mud house, surrounded by discarded logs.

"Mom, Mom, where are you?" My biggest worry was my mother, and I screamed.

After a while, the bespectacled kidnapper came in and roughly stuffed a soft, white, fragrant object into my mouth.

"Little kid, does your mom's underwear smell good? Uncle just played with it, now you can play with it... hahahahaha," the kidnapper laughed maniacally, definitely a pervert.

He seemed to be trying to take me to the inner room, but the log binding me was huge and heavy, tightly tied from head to toe. I was like a sandbag, completely out of balance. The perverted kidnapper dragged me into the inner room, and as soon as I entered, I was kicked to the ground, falling heavily, my head spinning.

"Son, son... Waaah... What do you want to do to my son? I beg you, please let us go! We'll give you money, anything you want!" I heard my mother's pitiful pleas.

I looked in her direction, and a surge of anger rushed to my head. I was filled with anxiety, rage, shame, and fury.

My mother was tied to a wooden chair with only three legs. Her feet were bound together, and her hands were tied behind her back. Her hair was disheveled, and her tear-streaked face was filled with exhaustion. Her collar was torn open, revealing her white breasts and a black lace bra that had been pulled down halfway.

Her pants were loose, as if she had just put them on, and one shoe was missing. Red marks were left on her fair skin from the ropes, and there was sticky liquid around her small mouth and on her clothes. She looked utterly wretched and miserable. I cried out in anguish and fury, but my mouth was gagged by my mother's underwear, and I couldn't move.

My mother's chair wobbled violently. She seemed to want to move towards me, but she was tied too tightly, and she nearly fell to the ground several times.

I never imagined this seemingly refined middle-aged man was such a scoundrel, an absolute beast. I never thought my mother and I would encounter such bad luck. God is such a bastard!

"Beautiful lady, now that you and your child are reunited, how will you thank me?" The kidnapper's hands kneaded my mother's chest, then two fingers pinched her slightly protruding nipples tightly.

"Please let us go, we promise we won't say a word when we get out. I already agreed to your request, I beg you..." My mother didn't dare look at me, biting her lip, letting the kidnapper grope her.

"No, madam, your body doesn't say that. Look at your nipples, they're so hard, such tempting fruit, I want to thrust into your body again... hehehehehe." The kidnapper's movements became larger and rougher.

"Please... don't... do this," my mother's face showed pain.

"Ugh...ugh..." I strained with all my might, the heavy log behind me swaying and thumping against the ground with a loud "bang, bang." I felt powerless and helpless.

The kidnapper ignored me completely; my protests seemed to only fuel his lust. He thrust his dark, ugly penis towards my mother's sexy little mouth.

"Come on, give me a blowjob like before. Show your son all your bedroom skills, let him see how you, this little slut, serve me. I get so hard just seeing a beautiful lady like you, it's so exciting!" The kidnapper grabbed my mother's hair, speaking roughly. My

mother knew I was there, but she didn't obey the kidnapper's orders. Instead, she kept her lips tightly shut, glaring at the kidnapper with hatred, refusing to utter a word.

"Bitch!" Then, with a "slap," the kidnapper slapped my mother, but she remained unmoved.

"Hehe... I don't like disobedient mothers. You're a real beauty, even your hatred for me is so beautiful. You're a real beauty, but you're more fun to play with." The kidnapper said, picking up a piece of wood and walking towards me.

"Oh my god... what... what are you doing? Don't hurt my son!" My mother seemed to sense something was wrong and cried out loudly.

"Since Mom is disobedient, let the son make Mom obedient." The kidnapper laughed maniacally, as if remembering something.

Before he finished speaking, the mad kidnapper started punching and kicking me. My whole body felt like a sandbag, being beaten painfully. I couldn't dodge, and I was beaten so badly I could barely scream.

"Please don't hurt my son... he's dying... please stop hitting him... please stop hitting him... I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you want... sob... he's just a child... sob..." My mother cried and screamed, her heart breaking at the sight of me being beaten.

“You should have listened to me earlier. I’m a reasonable person. Look at this little brat getting beaten up. It’s all your fault as his mother, isn’t it, beautiful lady?” The perverted kidnapper said with an uncharacteristic smile.

“If you don’t satisfy me, I might accidentally kill your good son later if I’m in a bad mood. Don’t blame me then.” The kidnapper brought his erect penis to the mother’s mouth, rubbing it against her lips.

The mother bit her lip, hesitated for a moment upon hearing his threat, then closed her eyes tightly, as if she had made a decision, and resignedly opened her mouth, swallowing half of the kidnapper’s penis in front of me without any pretense.

The mother really swallowed the kidnapper’s penis. An indescribable sense of shame made my face burn red. Although I found it hard to accept, I was helpless. I was overwhelmed with shame, I deserved to die!

“Ah…it’s…so…good…ah…so good.” The kidnapper was so comfortable that he couldn’t speak clearly.

My mother kept her eyes tightly shut, her small mouth almost wide open to barely swallow the dark, ugly penis. Her head moved slightly back and forth, the penis being swallowed and then spat out, then taken back in, repeating this in-and-out motion over and over. At the kidnapper's signal, my mother would also lick the penis horizontally with her tongue, like eating a delicious popsicle, her saliva dripping from it, carrying a lewd scent onto the ground.

Nothing could have shocked and shamed me more than this moment. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time I had ever seen my mother perform oral sex, and to such a despicable kidnapper at that. I had no idea my mother was so skilled at it, no less than the women in those pornographic films.

"You little brat, you're so lucky to have such a slutty mom... ah... so fucking lucky! Watch how your mom licks your uncle's mouth, licks him until he... ah... yes, right there... licks his balls too... ah... just like that, take it in!" The kidnapper, somewhat excited, held the mother's head, as if trying to make her take it in deeper, while saying shameless things, seemingly enjoying this perverse pleasure.

The mother, perhaps hearing the kidnapper's words, felt ashamed, her face flushed red, from her face all the way to her neck, but instead of resisting, she just kept her eyes tightly closed, letting the black penis fill her small mouth.

The quiet room was filled with the sounds of my mother vigorously licking the black penis, her lips moving as if she were sucking on saliva. Even I felt a slight stirring in my groin, seemingly unable to resist the allure of my mother's lewd aura. I felt incredibly ashamed of my physical reaction and closed my eyes, but the seductive licking sounds still pierced my ears. Reality told me that my mother was currently licking someone else's penis. Her skilled tongue, her submissive expression, her beautiful features flashed through my mind.

"Ah...come...coming...madam...give it all...swallow it all..." The kidnapper seemed to be enjoying himself immensely, pressing his penis firmly against my mother's mouth, trembling slightly, while my mother's expression was one of pain.

"Ugh," my mother gagged, white semen flowing from her mouth, onto her body and legs.

I shook her violently again, expressing my immense anger, but it was all in vain. For the first time in over a decade, I felt so powerless...

My mother didn't dare look at me, her beautiful eyes still closed, tears streaming down her face as if she had committed a heinous crime. Her disheveled dark brown hair, rapid breathing, and glistening saliva at the corners of her mouth, combined with her pitiful appearance, gave her a kind of lewd beauty.

"All mothers in this world are indeed sluts, I knew it long ago, mothers are all lowly bitches, all begging to be fucked… all of them…" The kidnapper seemed to remember something, standing to the side rambling incoherently. His once somewhat refined face now looked incredibly terrifying, evil, and ferocious, exuding an aura of extreme danger.

My mother and I both felt our hearts sink to the bottom. This kidnapper was not only a pervert but also mentally unstable; it seemed our chances of survival were slim.

"Beautiful lady, your oral skills are truly captivating. I, Zhang, have witnessed them today. Now… it's this kid's turn." The kidnapper's tone changed again as he regained his composure, but the more he changed, the more uneasy I felt.

"What do you want to do? Please don't hurt my son..." My mother seemed to sense the danger, opening her eyes and staring intently at the kidnapper, terrified he would harm me...

"I'm so happy today, hehe, let's play a game, let the little guy see what kind of person his mother is, see his mother's true face, hehehehehe," the kidnapper's laughter sent chills down my spine.

The crazed kidnapper first stood me and the large log tightly tied behind me upright, forcing me to stand against the wall. Then he went over and loosened the rope around my mother's waist, allowing her to stand up, but he didn't untie the ropes on her hands and feet. He forced my frail mother in front of me.

"Seeing your excellent performance, I'm sure your son's penis is hard now, so now, ma'am, give your beloved son oral sex, lick your son's penis, let me see this heartwarming mother-son scene, hehehehe... hahahaha!" The kidnapper laughed maniacally.

How could I do that? That's incest!!!

I shook her violently, resisting. How could I let my beloved mother do such a despicable thing to me? She was my mother, my very mother! I knew how much she loved me, her only son. I was afraid she might do something foolish. In my youthful rage, I would rather die than dishonor my mother. I should protect her.

My mother was stunned. She stood before me, bewildered. She was, after all, a fragile woman. Reason told her she absolutely could not commit incest with her son. But this kidnapper was a complete madman. At this point, if she didn't listen to him, the consequences would be unimaginable. She was caught between a rock and a hard place. Compared to all dignity, it seemed my mother was willing to sacrifice everything for me…

The kidnapper picked up an old wooden bucket from the corner and filled a somewhat dirty water tank about halfway with water. He placed the bucket next to my mother and me.

“Madam, it hasn’t even started yet. Let me see how much a mother loves her son. Just thinking about this feeling is intoxicating…” The kidnapper took a deep breath, seemingly lost in ecstasy, and began to ramble on again.

“Oh right, I almost forgot to explain the rules of the game… Hehe, this bucket leaks at the bottom. If your son hasn’t ejaculated by the time the water runs out, then I’m sorry, I’ll fill the bucket with your son’s blood. I’m sure you won’t test my patience, madam.” The kidnapper finished speaking and sat down in the chair my mother had just been sitting in, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

The kidnapper didn’t seem to be joking; water began to slowly overflow from the bottom of the bucket next to him, and the ground slowly became wet.

I angrily shook my head, wanting to tell my mother not to do this, but my mother’s eyes showed pain and determination. I couldn’t understand what my mother was thinking, but I could sense that she had already prioritized everything.

“Xiaolin, as long as you can live, I’m willing to die for you. You must remember, no matter what happens, you must live. You are everything to me. I’m already tainted… it doesn’t matter anymore. Maybe this is my fate,” my mother murmured calmly to me.

Then, without a word or a movement, Mom, without hesitation, knelt between my legs and used her mouth to unzip my pants. The sound of her mouth pulling down the zipper, a "squeak," seemed to unlock the door to my buried desires, and Mom's mouth was the key to that desire. My already rock-hard penis sprang out from the gap in my underwear, large and erect, radiating a murderous aura, seemingly waiting for soft caresses.

I was filled with shame, but no matter how much I tried to suppress myself, my penis showed no sign of abating; in fact, it even pointed upwards.

Mom, like a little girl waiting for a lollipop, couldn't wait to take my penis into her warm, moist, tightly enveloping mouth the moment it emerged. The feeling…!

The feeling, though morality urged me to remain calm, was just so incredibly pleasurable…

The moment my mother's tongue and mouth touched my penis… Even though I knew it was sinful, it felt so good…

My mother was now serving her husband like a prostitute serving a client, utterly shameless. She used every move she knew on my penis, licking and sucking without restraint to make me ejaculate quickly. Each time she swallowed, she gently stroked with her tongue, her tongue pressing against the glans, sending waves of electric-like pleasure through it. Especially when my mother sucked on my penis, each suck made it throb—no, even my heart throbbed…

Shame made my face burn. I thought of my mother who would sternly criticize me when I made mistakes, who would lecture me from a superior position when I didn't study hard, who would boss me around when I was lazy at home… And now, my mother is still my mother, but she's more like a woman, a woman who needs a penis.

My mother, whom I held in utmost purity, was now kneeling beneath me, servicing my penis with abandon. A sense of depravity filled my mind, and my lower body uncontrollably hardened.

But it seemed my mother hadn't let go of everything. I saw her face and neck flushed, even her ears were bright red. It seemed the guilt of giving her son oral sex deeply shamed her, but the more shameful she felt, the faster she went, even penetrating deep into his throat several times.

The intense, pleasurable sensation of my penis being sucked in my mouth, the sheer pleasure of knowing it was my mother giving me oral sex, and the sense of decadence that came with it all—all these things made me almost forget all my pain and confusion. I recklessly indulged in my mother's service. This pleasurable feeling was both stimulating and wondrous, making it impossible to resist…

Looking down, I saw my mother's full, white breasts, and her incredibly lewd profile as she earnestly and obscenely performed oral sex on me. Although she suppressed her moans, the sound of my penis moving in and out of her mouth still stimulated my ears. My youthful self was no match for my mother's excellent oral sex skills, and soon, the decadent pleasure surged towards my glans like a tidal wave.

"Ugh…" I murmured in my sleep with my mother's panties stuffed in my mouth, a tremor running through me, and my glans ejaculated a large amount of fragrant semen.

"Ah..." Mom cried out. Bound by her hands and feet, she couldn't escape. After a spasm, I ejaculated a large amount of semen onto her face. Her beautiful face was covered in my milky-white semen, a sight of lewd beauty.

Afterward, I felt incredibly good. Mom knelt beside my thighs, quietly wiping her semen-covered face onto my pants.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful! Such touching maternal love, so nostalgic, reminds me of my mother and me back then, but..." The perverted kidnapper clapped his hands, stood up from his chair, and walked over. He pointed to the wooden bucket that had been full of water.

The water in the bucket had long since drained, but neither Mom nor I had noticed. I was filled with anxiety, wondering what would happen next. God, why did my mother and I have to encounter such a madman!

“Beautiful lady, you were a step too slow. The boy only ejaculated after the water had finished flowing, so I’m a man of my word, so… hehe.” The madman kidnapper pulled a folding knife from his pants, slowly slicing it towards my neck.

“Stop!” My seemingly frail mother suddenly found strength, shoving the kidnapper away. The knife tip drew a shallow cut along my chin.

“Please… I’ll do anything you say… I’ll do anything… please have mercy, don’t hurt my son.” My disheveled mother shielded me behind her, pressing her back against me, afraid the kidnapper would get close.

In that critical moment, because my mother was pressed so tightly against me, and the afterglow of our recent lewdness hadn’t yet dissipated, my penis involuntarily hardened again.

"Hehe, your love for your son really touches me, but... oh... this kid can still get hard... haha... hahahaha..." The crazy kidnapper didn't seem angry at all. He seemed to find my erect penis amusing.

"Son... I... I like your penis." My clever mother seemed to understand the perverted kidnapper's peculiar fetish. Before I could react, she knelt down again and licked my penis. Perhaps trying to please the kidnapper, she was especially diligent this time, not only penetrating deeper but also shamelessly making "mmm" sounds of satisfaction as she licked. My mother

completely acted like a slutty woman, diligently pleasing the kidnapper and sucking her son's sperm. Everything my mother did was for me!

"Ah...hahaha, so good, so good! My wife is not only sexy, but also understanding. I'm really impressed. I really can't bear to destroy her...I want to tame you into my one and only beautiful mother sex slave...ah...it's so intoxicating!" The kidnapper spoke insanely and insanely, his expression turning ferocious again. The

perverted kidnapper seemed to have gone mad. He came behind my mother, pulled down her pants, and without saying a word, thrust his newly erect penis hard into her honey hole. My mother couldn't control herself and cried out, "Ah...uh..."

Completely disregarding my mother's and my feelings, the kidnapper stood in front of me and brutally fucked my mother. Not only that, he also slapped my mother's buttocks hard with his hands, and my mother's white buttocks quickly turned red.

"Ah...uh...uh...uh..." My mother's head rested on my stomach, and she groaned one after another as she was being violated. But my mother did not lose her mind. Instead...

my mother pretended to groan while biting the rope on my stomach!

My mother's head and hair blocked the kidnapper's view. I could feel her biting the knot of the rope around my stomach. My mind cleared instantly. It seemed my mother had been thinking about how to protect me, while I...

The kidnapper started yelling and became excited. He untied the rope around my mother's feet, then pushed her against the wall, lifted one of her legs high and placed it on his hand, making her pound into him like a dog urinating. If my mother hadn't been a dancer and had good flexibility, she probably would have strained her back long ago.

My mother's full breasts trembled in the air with each rise and fall, tracing circles that made one's mouth dry. Her alluring and seductive expression seemed to want to be ravaged and violated. Her hair, swaying with each rise and fall, fell over her shoulders and face, reflecting the desire of a mature woman. Coupled with her sweet and seductive moans, it was extremely stimulating, making one want to conquer this beauty completely with even more intense thrusts.

“You filthy mother, I’m going to fuck you to death, I’m going to fuck you to death, you slut!” The kidnapper was ravaging his lust for my mother.

By this time, I had completely calmed down. Luckily, my mother had loosened the rope by biting it. I used all my strength, twisting and turning, which loosened the rope even more. Just as I was struggling, I lost my balance from the log behind me due to excessive force and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Damn it, if that kidnapper turned around and saw the loosened rope, he was definitely dead!

“Ah…I want…um…don’t stop…fuck me harder…I…ah…I’m just a slut…I like your big cock…ah…um…I…want it so much…” At the critical moment, in order to avoid being discovered by the kidnapper, my mother, who had been watching me closely, uttered lewd words. Her flushed face and dazed eyes increased her seductive charm, and she unrestrainedly moaned loudly, wantonly teasing the kidnapper.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, Mom, my dear Mom, Chenchen, I'm going to fuck you to death, I'm going to fuck you to death, you charming little slut!" The kidnapper intensified his thrusting, the sound of his penis hitting her honey pot echoing throughout the room, unbearable to the ear... The kidnapper seemed to be aroused by Mom's teasing.

I struggled on the ground with the wood and rope, my hands almost numb from pulling so hard to break the knot. Thankfully, the rope was finally getting looser. Just as the kidnapper was pinning Mom against the wall and about to climax, my hands finally broke free of the rope. I quietly untied the rope under my feet, picked up the broken wood on the ground, and with all my strength and anger, stabbed it hard into the kidnapper's back. My face must have been incredibly grotesque at that moment!

"Ah... I'm going to kill you..." A miserable scream rang out as the wooden stick pierced the kidnapper's back. The kidnapper shoved me aside and stumbled towards the door. I wasn't going to let him get away with it, and I started punching him in the head.

"Screech..." During the struggle, the kidnapper stabbed my leg with his knife. Blood trickled from my nose, and the kidnapper, along with his still-bleeding back, took the opportunity to run to the door, kicking away the wooden post blocking it. I tried to chase after him, ignoring my leg injury.

"Xiaolin...don't go... Waaah...waaah..." But my mother grabbed me, hugged my head, and cried loudly on my shoulder.

"Mom...I'm here, don't be afraid..." I hugged my mother back, comforting her, but my heart was heavy with complex emotions.

My mother held me and cried for a long time, as if she wanted to cry out all the shame and grievances...

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Later, my mother and I went out to report to the police. The kidnapper was injured and was caught not far away. The police told us that the kidnapper was one of the prisoners who had escaped from prison. He was a perverted murderer. I heard that he killed his own parents. The police also found a body in the soil behind the mud house, which was most likely killed by the kidnapper. My mother and I tacitly did not mention the incest, only saying that we had been robbed...

My mother and I had no desire to stay in Yunshan. We drove back to the city overnight. It was already two or three in the morning when we arrived in the city. My mother and I looked very disheveled. In order not to let my father find out anything, my mother took me to a hotel to rest. We originally wanted to book two rooms, but there were only single rooms with double beds available. There was no other way, so my mother had to book a single room. As for me, I don't know why, my heart was pounding.

As soon as we entered the room, Mom couldn't wait to take a shower. The bathroom in this hotel room had thick glass; although you couldn't see inside, you could see your reflection. Just seeing Mom's slender figure showering made me involuntarily think of the incident at the tsuchiya. My face turned red; I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't shake the image from my mind.

When I finished showering, Mom was already asleep on the right side of the bed. I felt guilty and didn't dare look at her, because my penis had been hard since the beginning. I lay on the left side of the bed, turned off the light, and the room was unusually quiet. Mom hadn't said a word to me the whole way there. Well, what could she say? How could she say it…?

I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. Thinking about my mother's wanton behavior that day, and the unparalleled pleasure she gave me during oral sex, my penis was rock hard, like it had been injected with adrenaline. My usually strict, aloof, and domineering mother was kneeling and licking her son's penis…

My mother is a woman too, a woman who needs a penis. I love my mother, and everything she did for me today proves that she loves me too. A decadent pleasure surged into my mind, and I struggled with my thoughts…

After a long internal struggle, blushing, I went to my mother's bed, lay down beside her, and placed my hand on her waist…

"Mom, are you asleep?"

"Ring..."

"Wow! It's holiday... holiday!"

"Let's go..." "

Xiaolin, I'm leaving first, let's play ranked games together tonight..." Jiang Dong patted my shoulder, and before he could finish saying "ah," he rushed out of the classroom.

For us senior high school students, studying every day is really too boring, and the pressure from teachers and parents is also huge. As soon as the holiday starts, everyone rushes out of this hellish place of school like they've been injected with chicken blood, and many people even go out to eat and sing karaoke together to celebrate.

I originally wanted to go out for drinks and dinner with my classmates, but today I have to help my mom pack her things... I can't help it... I took out my phone and called while walking.

"Mom, are you in class? I've already finished school."

"Yeah, right... I'm done... Okay, I'm coming right now."

My mom used to be a music teacher at a school, but later that school was merged, and after my mom resigned, through a friend's introduction, she became a dance teacher at a training school based on her dance background, and she's been doing it ever since.

When I arrived at the building where my mom works, I took the elevator directly to the eleventh floor.

Arriving at my mother's dance studio, I found it warm and cozy with the heating on. Her students sat around her, and she, with her back to the mirror, tiptoed, slowly demonstrating graceful ballet movements. My

mother, nearing forty, showed no signs of aging, a testament to her lavish lifestyle maintenance. Everyone who has met her has remarked on her beauty, largely due to her resemblance to the actress Zhao Yihuan in her youth.

Long, arched eyebrows, a straight nose, cherry lips, and a full figure embodied the charm of a beautiful woman. Her eyes, in particular, were clear and captivating, possessing an indescribable allure and charm. Compared to Zhao Yihuan today, my mother may have lost some of her youthful exuberance, but she has gained a refined and elegant mature woman's grace.

My mother's long, wavy hair was also very stylish. The straight hair with side-swept bangs perfectly framed her oval face. Her hair was dyed a dark brown, which, combined with her striking features and natural expression, gave her an ethereal quality.

She was still wearing that tight-fitting black bodysuit for teaching. The black bodysuit contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, creating a refreshing look.

My mother's figure, maintained through years of dance training, was exceptionally well-preserved. While her breasts weren't as perky as those of the younger girls around her, they were fuller and rounder. Her waving hands and arms exuded a graceful charm, and her long, slender legs flowed gracefully from top to bottom, creating a streamlined silhouette.

Compared to the younger female students around her, my mom, though only about 1.6 meters tall, had a more curvaceous figure, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Having given birth, her buttocks were exceptionally round and full. Age didn't hold her back; instead, it added to her charm and femininity. My good friend Jiang Dong, when he first met my mom, said she was an incredibly beautiful mature woman, and that I must have accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life to have such a beautiful mother. Back

then, countless men pursued my mom, but she ultimately fell for my honest and hardworking father. Although my mom is so beautiful, I, her son, am not handsome at all, which is really frustrating. Fortunately, I love playing basketball and am quite strong. At 1.76 meters, I'm a head taller than my mom, and my grades in school are just so-so.

Because my mom is so beautiful, I'm quite picky about girls. I glanced at the girls around me, and sigh… only two or three were decent; the rest were terrible. One even had a face full of acne.

Mom had actually seen me a while ago, but because she was teaching those girls, she didn't greet me. I waited for her in the hallway outside.

Soon after, Mom finished her shift and announced the end of class. The girls chattered away, a few glancing at me, whispering and giggling.

I know I'm not handsome, even a little ugly, and I've never had a girlfriend. Although I'm often teased, I'm used to it.

When Mom came out of the changing room, she had changed into her usual casual clothes: a wool sweater and a long black coat, nice black leggings, and black heeled boots—she looked quite stylish.

"Xiao Lin, come help Mom take this desk back. Nobody wants it; it'll fit perfectly in your dad's study," Mom said, pointing to a somewhat old desk that was about half my height.

"This is so old and heavy. Desks aren't expensive; why don't you just buy a new one?" I said, somewhat reluctant, seeing how much effort it would take to lift the desk.

"You don't know how to save money at all! How will you afford to go to school if you don't save?" Mom rolled her eyes at me.

"It's such a hassle!" I tried to lift the desk; it wasn't particularly heavy, but I had to rest after walking a short distance.

"Ugh, you're sighing and complaining even when you're helping your old lady with something," Mom pinched my waist.

"..."

After carrying it downstairs, Mom and I took a taxi. We sat in the back, and Mom took out her phone to play. Don't let her almost forty fool you; she's a true 70s kid. She knows all the trendy things young people use, like QQ and WeChat. She's very fashionable.

I also took out my phone to play, but after a while, I got bored and stared blankly at the scenery outside the car window.

The winter sky always darkens very quickly. Outside the car window, all I could see were neon lights from the city. As the taxi moved, the light and shadows slid across Mom's face and body, creating an eerie effect. A faint scent of sandalwood perfume wafted from her. Looking at the dazzling world, I felt a strange mix of emotions.

As we got out of the taxi, the driver gave my mom a few greedy glances. I'm used to the way people look at my mom; after all, she's so beautiful. I don't know why, but whenever I see that intense look in other people's eyes, I feel a strange sense of pride and satisfaction…

Luckily, our building has an elevator, otherwise, with this rickety desk, I'd probably have to crawl up all twelve floors.

When my mom and I got home, my dad was already there. He's a very kind and gentle person. He works as an editor at a magazine and isn't very busy. He doesn't have many hobbies; he just likes reading the news, playing chess, and fishing.

I could smell the food as soon as I got home. Besides not smoking or drinking, my dad's biggest strength is undoubtedly his amazing cooking skills. Even my mom would have to admit defeat. My mom is the boss at home, and my dad does more housework than she does. He's completely under her thumb…

“Xiaolin, why didn't I see you bring any books home today?” During dinner, my dad adjusted his glasses, remembering this question.

"Ah... well... anyway, we have plenty of study materials at home, just focus on the key points, it's fine."

"Him? He never thinks about studying! All he thinks about is how to have fun during winter break."

"You know everything!" I made a face at my mom.

"Hmph~ You came from my belly, I know all your little schemes," Mom rolled her eyes at me.

After dinner, I sat on the sofa to rest and saw a discount coupon for a farm stay in Yunshan on the low table.

"Dad, where did this coupon come from? Are you going to Yunshan?"

"It was given to me by the company, I can't go, I'm working overtime on Saturday and Sunday, why don't you and your mom go?"

"I'm too lazy to go, farm stays aren't fun, they don't even have Wi-Fi there."

"All you do is surf the internet. The college entrance exam is almost here, and you're not worried at all," Mom said, tapping my forehead with her index finger. She picked up a coupon and looked at it.

"Your company is so generous this time, a 50% off coupon! I might as well sell it to a friend." Mom is quite shrewd. "

Whatever. But I heard from a colleague that there's a lantern festival at Yunshan this year, it'll be very lively ," Dad said, washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm on holiday anyway, why don't I go? It'll be good to see it. I haven't seen a lantern festival in years." Thinking of past lantern festivals, my curiosity was piqued; maybe I could ask a female classmate out.

"Always running around. Mom wants to go too, why don't I go with you?" Mom is very caring, but sometimes too much.

"No way… I want to go alone. Too many people make it uncomfortable," I said, frowning.

"You're already complaining about your mom now that you don't even have a girlfriend. If you do, you'll probably abandon your mom. If I'd known Xiaolin was disobedient, I would have had a daughter," Mom teased, pretending to be angry.

"...No way," I was speechless. Actually, I just didn't want to be with the adults. Oh well, being with my pretty mom was fine too.

And right there, under the coupon that neither my mom nor I noticed, was a newspaper article about several prisoners in Y city who had recently escaped from prison by digging tunnels…

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Saturday morning, I slept until noon. My mom had to wake me up. It's so comfortable to sleep in bed in winter. As I got up and washed, I heard my mom cooking in the kitchen… Lunch already?

"You lazybones, hurry up! We'll leave after lunch," my mom's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, almost done." The house looked clean; it seemed my mom had gotten up early to clean.

In the afternoon, my mom and I finally set off in my dad's old car. My mom was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, just light-colored sweatpants and sneakers. She seemed to be in a good mood today; her eyes were always smiling.

The sky was a bit overcast today, thankfully it didn't rain, although the weather forecast said there would be no rain today, I don't know if that's true.

Yunshan Scenic Area is about an hour's drive from my city, Z. The closer you get to Yunshan, the more winding and rugged the road becomes. It's mostly majestic mountains and ridges, the roads built high up on the mountainside. Because it's relatively remote, there are few cars on this road on weekdays, mostly small cars on road trips, so it's relatively safe.

My mom usually drives very slowly, looking at the lush green forests around us, smelling the fresh air, and hearing the sounds of insects and birds that we don't usually hear in the city, the distant mountain peaks shrouded in mist... this place is quite pleasant... Suddenly, there was a "bang" from under the car, and my mom quickly stopped.

My mom and I got out of the car and saw that we had just hit and killed a small animal that looked like a mouse. The animal's blood was still stuck to the car tire.

"Tsk, how tragic, it died with its eyes wide open." The carcass of the small animal was not far from the car.

"Xiaolin, go get a bottle of mineral water and wash the tires, they look awful," Mom said, just frowning slightly before ordering me to do it.

"It's me again... these are disgusting." I had no choice but to wash the blood off the tires with water, then kicked the small animal's carcass off the cliff.

After that, we continued on our way. Mom seemed quite calm, as if nothing had happened, but hitting and killing a small animal right after leaving the house didn't seem like a good omen...

After driving for a while, we finally arrived at the foot of Yunshan Scenic Area. There were so many people today, a bustling crowd, some taking pictures, some buying souvenirs. After parking the car, Mom and I first booked a guesthouse for the night. Then Mom went to the temple on Yunshan to offer incense, so I had to go with her.

When we reached a very wide lake, I saw all sorts of lanterns. The area was quite large; the lantern festival was on the lake! It was daytime now, but it must be beautiful at night. With so many people here today, it's sure to be lively.

Yunshan is vast, and it took my mom and me nearly half an hour to walk along the winding mountain path to reach the temple. Everyone says this temple is very efficacious, and many people come to burn incense. When we arrived, my mom even had to queue to burn incense, and her beautiful face attracted quite a few stares. I felt very proud.

My mom looked very devout while burning incense; her eyes were slightly closed, and her beautiful face held an expression of expectation. At that moment, she looked so peaceful and holy.

After burning incense, my mom suggested we go to the giant rock scenic area at the top of the mountain to take pictures. We walked for another twenty minutes, but our luck seemed to be bad. Halfway there, it started to drizzle. The weather forecast was indeed inaccurate.

The rain got heavier and heavier, and there were hardly any tourists on the road. Everyone had run off to find shelter. My mom and I had only reached the halfway point, and we estimated we would have to get soaked for another half hour before reaching the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain.

"Son, look, there's an empty house over there. Let's go take shelter first," my mom said, noticing a house in the distance. Perhaps worried that I would catch a cold, she took my hand and led me to a mud house that was a bit far from the mountain path.

"I see it! Let me go first, Mom, be careful, the road is slippery." I stepped forward to clear the way; I didn't want my mother to get soaked.

The house was in a very remote location. The doorknob was broken, so we went straight in. I heard that years ago, to protect the environment, the government relocated the farmers from the mountains to other places, which is why there are so many empty houses like this on the mountain.

The house wasn't big, with two rooms and a kitchen piled with wood. The outer room was empty, while the inner room only had a very simple wooden bed, without any bedding, and a light bulb that I wasn't sure if it would even work.

Although simple, the house was well-preserved, looked sturdy, and had no damage. It should be fine for sheltering from the rain. However, I noticed a pile of burnt charcoal in the inner room, perhaps used by other tourists.

The rain was pouring down, the sound of it pouring could be heard inside the house. Mom took a mirror out of her bag and started combing her slightly wet hair. Feeling bored, I took out my phone to play games. Just then, I heard a creak, as if someone had pushed open the broken door. A middle-aged man of average build, wearing an incongruous t-shirt and pants, and bald, walked in. He looked haggard, wore glasses, and had a somewhat refined appearance. He seemed taken aback when he saw us.

"Hello, it's raining so hard outside, we came in to take shelter from the rain... Are you too?" Mom greeted us politely.

"Yes... taking shelter from the rain... Me too..." The bespectacled man's eyes were practically glued to my mom's pretty face; his blatant gaze was repulsive.

"Oh... really? Well, let's all wait together then," Mom said, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. She quickly turned her face towards me. He didn't seem like a bad person, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

I didn't want to be around this slovenly and rude guy; I felt a bit disgusted with him. Suddenly, something occurred to me.

"Mom, how about I call the people at the farmhouse down the mountain and ask them to bring an umbrella up?

Waiting like this isn't working." "Okay, go ahead and call. Hmm... get one for this uncle too." My mom was a nice person, but she didn't want to be with that man either.

The middle-aged man's eyelids seemed to twitch when he heard I was going to make a call, but I didn't notice. Just as I picked up the phone to dial, something hit my head, and in the instant I passed out, all I saw was my mom's panicked face… Damn

it… and then I passed out.

When I regained some consciousness, I found myself bound to a thick log. In the dim light, I realized I was in the kitchen of that mud house, surrounded by discarded logs.

"Mom, Mom, where are you?" My biggest worry was my mother, and I screamed.

After a while, the bespectacled kidnapper came in and roughly stuffed a soft, white, fragrant object into my mouth.

"Little kid, does your mom's underwear smell good? Uncle just played with it, now you can play with it... hahahahaha," the kidnapper laughed maniacally, definitely a pervert.

He seemed to be trying to take me to the inner room, but the log binding me was huge and heavy, tightly tied from head to toe. I was like a sandbag, completely out of balance. The perverted kidnapper dragged me into the inner room, and as soon as I entered, I was kicked to the ground, falling heavily, my head spinning.

"Son, son... Waaah... What do you want to do to my son? I beg you, please let us go! We'll give you money, anything you want!" I heard my mother's pitiful pleas.

I looked in her direction, and a surge of anger rushed to my head. I was filled with anxiety, rage, shame, and fury.

My mother was tied to a wooden chair with only three legs. Her feet were bound together, and her hands were tied behind her back. Her hair was disheveled, and her tear-streaked face was filled with exhaustion. Her collar was torn open, revealing her white breasts and a black lace bra that had been pulled down halfway.

Her pants were loose, as if she had just put them on, and one shoe was missing. Red marks were left on her fair skin from the ropes, and there was sticky liquid around her small mouth and on her clothes. She looked utterly wretched and miserable. I cried out in anguish and fury, but my mouth was gagged by my mother's underwear, and I couldn't move.

My mother's chair wobbled violently. She seemed to want to move towards me, but she was tied too tightly, and she nearly fell to the ground several times.

I never imagined this seemingly refined middle-aged man was such a scoundrel, an absolute beast. I never thought my mother and I would encounter such bad luck. God is such a bastard!

"Beautiful lady, now that you and your child are reunited, how will you thank me?" The kidnapper's hands kneaded my mother's chest, then two fingers pinched her slightly protruding nipples tightly.

"Please let us go, we promise we won't say a word when we get out. I already agreed to your request, I beg you..." My mother didn't dare look at me, biting her lip, letting the kidnapper grope her.

"No, madam, your body doesn't say that. Look at your nipples, they're so hard, such tempting fruit, I want to thrust into your body again... hehehehehe." The kidnapper's movements became larger and rougher.

"Please... don't... do this," my mother's face showed pain.

"Ugh...ugh..." I strained with all my might, the heavy log behind me swaying and thumping against the ground with a loud "bang, bang." I felt powerless and helpless.

The kidnapper ignored me completely; my protests seemed to only fuel his lust. He thrust his dark, ugly penis towards my mother's sexy little mouth.

"Come on, give me a blowjob like before. Show your son all your bedroom skills, let him see how you, this little slut, serve me. I get so hard just seeing a beautiful lady like you, it's so exciting!" The kidnapper grabbed my mother's hair, speaking roughly. My

mother knew I was there, but she didn't obey the kidnapper's orders. Instead, she kept her lips tightly shut, glaring at the kidnapper with hatred, refusing to utter a word.

"Bitch!" Then, with a "slap," the kidnapper slapped my mother, but she remained unmoved.

"Hehe... I don't like disobedient mothers. You're a real beauty, even your hatred for me is so beautiful. You're a real beauty, but you're more fun to play with." The kidnapper said, picking up a piece of wood and walking towards me.

"Oh my god... what... what are you doing? Don't hurt my son!" My mother seemed to sense something was wrong and cried out loudly.

"Since Mom is disobedient, let the son make Mom obedient." The kidnapper laughed maniacally, as if remembering something.

Before he finished speaking, the mad kidnapper started punching and kicking me. My whole body felt like a sandbag, being beaten painfully. I couldn't dodge, and I was beaten so badly I could barely scream.

"Please don't hurt my son... he's dying... please stop hitting him... please stop hitting him... I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you want... sob... he's just a child... sob..." My mother cried and screamed, her heart breaking at the sight of me being beaten.

“You should have listened to me earlier. I’m a reasonable person. Look at this little brat getting beaten up. It’s all your fault as his mother, isn’t it, beautiful lady?” The perverted kidnapper said with an uncharacteristic smile.

“If you don’t satisfy me, I might accidentally kill your good son later if I’m in a bad mood. Don’t blame me then.” The kidnapper brought his erect penis to the mother’s mouth, rubbing it against her lips.

The mother bit her lip, hesitated for a moment upon hearing his threat, then closed her eyes tightly, as if she had made a decision, and resignedly opened her mouth, swallowing half of the kidnapper’s penis in front of me without any pretense.

The mother really swallowed the kidnapper’s penis. An indescribable sense of shame made my face burn red. Although I found it hard to accept, I was helpless. I was overwhelmed with shame, I deserved to die!

“Ah…it’s…so…good…ah…so good.” The kidnapper was so comfortable that he couldn’t speak clearly.

My mother kept her eyes tightly shut, her small mouth almost wide open to barely swallow the dark, ugly penis. Her head moved slightly back and forth, the penis being swallowed and then spat out, then taken back in, repeating this in-and-out motion over and over. At the kidnapper's signal, my mother would also lick the penis horizontally with her tongue, like eating a delicious popsicle, her saliva dripping from it, carrying a lewd scent onto the ground.

Nothing could have shocked and shamed me more than this moment. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time I had ever seen my mother perform oral sex, and to such a despicable kidnapper at that. I had no idea my mother was so skilled at it, no less than the women in those pornographic films.

"You little brat, you're so lucky to have such a slutty mom... ah... so fucking lucky! Watch how your mom licks your uncle's mouth, licks him until he... ah... yes, right there... licks his balls too... ah... just like that, take it in!" The kidnapper, somewhat excited, held the mother's head, as if trying to make her take it in deeper, while saying shameless things, seemingly enjoying this perverse pleasure.

The mother, perhaps hearing the kidnapper's words, felt ashamed, her face flushed red, from her face all the way to her neck, but instead of resisting, she just kept her eyes tightly closed, letting the black penis fill her small mouth.

The quiet room was filled with the sounds of my mother vigorously licking the black penis, her lips moving as if she were sucking on saliva. Even I felt a slight stirring in my groin, seemingly unable to resist the allure of my mother's lewd aura. I felt incredibly ashamed of my physical reaction and closed my eyes, but the seductive licking sounds still pierced my ears. Reality told me that my mother was currently licking someone else's penis. Her skilled tongue, her submissive expression, her beautiful features flashed through my mind.

"Ah...come...coming...madam...give it all...swallow it all..." The kidnapper seemed to be enjoying himself immensely, pressing his penis firmly against my mother's mouth, trembling slightly, while my mother's expression was one of pain.

"Ugh," my mother gagged, white semen flowing from her mouth, onto her body and legs.

I shook her violently again, expressing my immense anger, but it was all in vain. For the first time in over a decade, I felt so powerless...

My mother didn't dare look at me, her beautiful eyes still closed, tears streaming down her face as if she had committed a heinous crime. Her disheveled dark brown hair, rapid breathing, and glistening saliva at the corners of her mouth, combined with her pitiful appearance, gave her a kind of lewd beauty.

"All mothers in this world are indeed sluts, I knew it long ago, mothers are all lowly bitches, all begging to be fucked… all of them…" The kidnapper seemed to remember something, standing to the side rambling incoherently. His once somewhat refined face now looked incredibly terrifying, evil, and ferocious, exuding an aura of extreme danger.

My mother and I both felt our hearts sink to the bottom. This kidnapper was not only a pervert but also mentally unstable; it seemed our chances of survival were slim.

"Beautiful lady, your oral skills are truly captivating. I, Zhang, have witnessed them today. Now… it's this kid's turn." The kidnapper's tone changed again as he regained his composure, but the more he changed, the more uneasy I felt.

"What do you want to do? Please don't hurt my son..." My mother seemed to sense the danger, opening her eyes and staring intently at the kidnapper, terrified he would harm me...

"I'm so happy today, hehe, let's play a game, let the little guy see what kind of person his mother is, see his mother's true face, hehehehehe," the kidnapper's laughter sent chills down my spine.

The crazed kidnapper first stood me and the large log tightly tied behind me upright, forcing me to stand against the wall. Then he went over and loosened the rope around my mother's waist, allowing her to stand up, but he didn't untie the ropes on her hands and feet. He forced my frail mother in front of me.

"Seeing your excellent performance, I'm sure your son's penis is hard now, so now, ma'am, give your beloved son oral sex, lick your son's penis, let me see this heartwarming mother-son scene, hehehehe... hahahaha!" The kidnapper laughed maniacally.

How could I do that? That's incest!!!

I shook her violently, resisting. How could I let my beloved mother do such a despicable thing to me? She was my mother, my very mother! I knew how much she loved me, her only son. I was afraid she might do something foolish. In my youthful rage, I would rather die than dishonor my mother. I should protect her.

My mother was stunned. She stood before me, bewildered. She was, after all, a fragile woman. Reason told her she absolutely could not commit incest with her son. But this kidnapper was a complete madman. At this point, if she didn't listen to him, the consequences would be unimaginable. She was caught between a rock and a hard place. Compared to all dignity, it seemed my mother was willing to sacrifice everything for me…

The kidnapper picked up an old wooden bucket from the corner and filled a somewhat dirty water tank about halfway with water. He placed the bucket next to my mother and me.

“Madam, it hasn’t even started yet. Let me see how much a mother loves her son. Just thinking about this feeling is intoxicating…” The kidnapper took a deep breath, seemingly lost in ecstasy, and began to ramble on again.

“Oh right, I almost forgot to explain the rules of the game… Hehe, this bucket leaks at the bottom. If your son hasn’t ejaculated by the time the water runs out, then I’m sorry, I’ll fill the bucket with your son’s blood. I’m sure you won’t test my patience, madam.” The kidnapper finished speaking and sat down in the chair my mother had just been sitting in, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

The kidnapper didn’t seem to be joking; water began to slowly overflow from the bottom of the bucket next to him, and the ground slowly became wet.

I angrily shook my head, wanting to tell my mother not to do this, but my mother’s eyes showed pain and determination. I couldn’t understand what my mother was thinking, but I could sense that she had already prioritized everything.

“Xiaolin, as long as you can live, I’m willing to die for you. You must remember, no matter what happens, you must live. You are everything to me. I’m already tainted… it doesn’t matter anymore. Maybe this is my fate,” my mother murmured calmly to me.

Then, without a word or a movement, Mom, without hesitation, knelt between my legs and used her mouth to unzip my pants. The sound of her mouth pulling down the zipper, a "squeak," seemed to unlock the door to my buried desires, and Mom's mouth was the key to that desire. My already rock-hard penis sprang out from the gap in my underwear, large and erect, radiating a murderous aura, seemingly waiting for soft caresses.

I was filled with shame, but no matter how much I tried to suppress myself, my penis showed no sign of abating; in fact, it even pointed upwards.

Mom, like a little girl waiting for a lollipop, couldn't wait to take my penis into her warm, moist, tightly enveloping mouth the moment it emerged. The feeling…!

The feeling, though morality urged me to remain calm, was just so incredibly pleasurable…

The moment my mother's tongue and mouth touched my penis… Even though I knew it was sinful, it felt so good…

My mother was now serving her husband like a prostitute serving a client, utterly shameless. She used every move she knew on my penis, licking and sucking without restraint to make me ejaculate quickly. Each time she swallowed, she gently stroked with her tongue, her tongue pressing against the glans, sending waves of electric-like pleasure through it. Especially when my mother sucked on my penis, each suck made it throb—no, even my heart throbbed…

Shame made my face burn. I thought of my mother who would sternly criticize me when I made mistakes, who would lecture me from a superior position when I didn't study hard, who would boss me around when I was lazy at home… And now, my mother is still my mother, but she's more like a woman, a woman who needs a penis.

My mother, whom I held in utmost purity, was now kneeling beneath me, servicing my penis with abandon. A sense of depravity filled my mind, and my lower body uncontrollably hardened.

But it seemed my mother hadn't let go of everything. I saw her face and neck flushed, even her ears were bright red. It seemed the guilt of giving her son oral sex deeply shamed her, but the more shameful she felt, the faster she went, even penetrating deep into his throat several times.

The intense, pleasurable sensation of my penis being sucked in my mouth, the sheer pleasure of knowing it was my mother giving me oral sex, and the sense of decadence that came with it all—all these things made me almost forget all my pain and confusion. I recklessly indulged in my mother's service. This pleasurable feeling was both stimulating and wondrous, making it impossible to resist…

Looking down, I saw my mother's full, white breasts, and her incredibly lewd profile as she earnestly and obscenely performed oral sex on me. Although she suppressed her moans, the sound of my penis moving in and out of her mouth still stimulated my ears. My youthful self was no match for my mother's excellent oral sex skills, and soon, the decadent pleasure surged towards my glans like a tidal wave.

"Ugh…" I murmured in my sleep with my mother's panties stuffed in my mouth, a tremor running through me, and my glans ejaculated a large amount of fragrant semen.

"Ah..." Mom cried out. Bound by her hands and feet, she couldn't escape. After a spasm, I ejaculated a large amount of semen onto her face. Her beautiful face was covered in my milky-white semen, a sight of lewd beauty.

Afterward, I felt incredibly good. Mom knelt beside my thighs, quietly wiping her semen-covered face onto my pants.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful! Such touching maternal love, so nostalgic, reminds me of my mother and me back then, but..." The perverted kidnapper clapped his hands, stood up from his chair, and walked over. He pointed to the wooden bucket that had been full of water.

The water in the bucket had long since drained, but neither Mom nor I had noticed. I was filled with anxiety, wondering what would happen next. God, why did my mother and I have to encounter such a madman!

“Beautiful lady, you were a step too slow. The boy only ejaculated after the water had finished flowing, so I’m a man of my word, so… hehe.” The madman kidnapper pulled a folding knife from his pants, slowly slicing it towards my neck.

“Stop!” My seemingly frail mother suddenly found strength, shoving the kidnapper away. The knife tip drew a shallow cut along my chin.

“Please… I’ll do anything you say… I’ll do anything… please have mercy, don’t hurt my son.” My disheveled mother shielded me behind her, pressing her back against me, afraid the kidnapper would get close.

In that critical moment, because my mother was pressed so tightly against me, and the afterglow of our recent lewdness hadn’t yet dissipated, my penis involuntarily hardened again.

"Hehe, your love for your son really touches me, but... oh... this kid can still get hard... haha... hahahaha..." The crazy kidnapper didn't seem angry at all. He seemed to find my erect penis amusing.

"Son... I... I like your penis." My clever mother seemed to understand the perverted kidnapper's peculiar fetish. Before I could react, she knelt down again and licked my penis. Perhaps trying to please the kidnapper, she was especially diligent this time, not only penetrating deeper but also shamelessly making "mmm" sounds of satisfaction as she licked. My mother

completely acted like a slutty woman, diligently pleasing the kidnapper and sucking her son's sperm. Everything my mother did was for me!

"Ah...hahaha, so good, so good! My wife is not only sexy, but also understanding. I'm really impressed. I really can't bear to destroy her...I want to tame you into my one and only beautiful mother sex slave...ah...it's so intoxicating!" The kidnapper spoke insanely and insanely, his expression turning ferocious again. The

perverted kidnapper seemed to have gone mad. He came behind my mother, pulled down her pants, and without saying a word, thrust his newly erect penis hard into her honey hole. My mother couldn't control herself and cried out, "Ah...uh..."

Completely disregarding my mother's and my feelings, the kidnapper stood in front of me and brutally fucked my mother. Not only that, he also slapped my mother's buttocks hard with his hands, and my mother's white buttocks quickly turned red.

"Ah...uh...uh...uh..." My mother's head rested on my stomach, and she groaned one after another as she was being violated. But my mother did not lose her mind. Instead...

my mother pretended to groan while biting the rope on my stomach!

My mother's head and hair blocked the kidnapper's view. I could feel her biting the knot of the rope around my stomach. My mind cleared instantly. It seemed my mother had been thinking about how to protect me, while I...

The kidnapper started yelling and became excited. He untied the rope around my mother's feet, then pushed her against the wall, lifted one of her legs high and placed it on his hand, making her pound into him like a dog urinating. If my mother hadn't been a dancer and had good flexibility, she probably would have strained her back long ago.

My mother's full breasts trembled in the air with each rise and fall, tracing circles that made one's mouth dry. Her alluring and seductive expression seemed to want to be ravaged and violated. Her hair, swaying with each rise and fall, fell over her shoulders and face, reflecting the desire of a mature woman. Coupled with her sweet and seductive moans, it was extremely stimulating, making one want to conquer this beauty completely with even more intense thrusts.

“You filthy mother, I’m going to fuck you to death, I’m going to fuck you to death, you slut!” The kidnapper was ravaging his lust for my mother.

By this time, I had completely calmed down. Luckily, my mother had loosened the rope by biting it. I used all my strength, twisting and turning, which loosened the rope even more. Just as I was struggling, I lost my balance from the log behind me due to excessive force and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Damn it, if that kidnapper turned around and saw the loosened rope, he was definitely dead!

“Ah…I want…um…don’t stop…fuck me harder…I…ah…I’m just a slut…I like your big cock…ah…um…I…want it so much…” At the critical moment, in order to avoid being discovered by the kidnapper, my mother, who had been watching me closely, uttered lewd words. Her flushed face and dazed eyes increased her seductive charm, and she unrestrainedly moaned loudly, wantonly teasing the kidnapper.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, Mom, my dear Mom, Chenchen, I'm going to fuck you to death, I'm going to fuck you to death, you charming little slut!" The kidnapper intensified his thrusting, the sound of his penis hitting her honey pot echoing throughout the room, unbearable to the ear... The kidnapper seemed to be aroused by Mom's teasing.

I struggled on the ground with the wood and rope, my hands almost numb from pulling so hard to break the knot. Thankfully, the rope was finally getting looser. Just as the kidnapper was pinning Mom against the wall and about to climax, my hands finally broke free of the rope. I quietly untied the rope under my feet, picked up the broken wood on the ground, and with all my strength and anger, stabbed it hard into the kidnapper's back. My face must have been incredibly grotesque at that moment!

"Ah... I'm going to kill you..." A miserable scream rang out as the wooden stick pierced the kidnapper's back. The kidnapper shoved me aside and stumbled towards the door. I wasn't going to let him get away with it, and I started punching him in the head.

"Screech..." During the struggle, the kidnapper stabbed my leg with his knife. Blood trickled from my nose, and the kidnapper, along with his still-bleeding back, took the opportunity to run to the door, kicking away the wooden post blocking it. I tried to chase after him, ignoring my leg injury.

"Xiaolin...don't go... Waaah...waaah..." But my mother grabbed me, hugged my head, and cried loudly on my shoulder.

"Mom...I'm here, don't be afraid..." I hugged my mother back, comforting her, but my heart was heavy with complex emotions.

My mother held me and cried for a long time, as if she wanted to cry out all the shame and grievances...

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Later, my mother and I went out to report to the police. The kidnapper was injured and was caught not far away. The police told us that the kidnapper was one of the prisoners who had escaped from prison. He was a perverted murderer. I heard that he killed his own parents. The police also found a body in the soil behind the mud house, which was most likely killed by the kidnapper. My mother and I tacitly did not mention the incest, only saying that we had been robbed...

My mother and I had no desire to stay in Yunshan. We drove back to the city overnight. It was already two or three in the morning when we arrived in the city. My mother and I looked very disheveled. In order not to let my father find out anything, my mother took me to a hotel to rest. We originally wanted to book two rooms, but there were only single rooms with double beds available. There was no other way, so my mother had to book a single room. As for me, I don't know why, my heart was pounding.

As soon as we entered the room, Mom couldn't wait to take a shower. The bathroom in this hotel room had thick glass; although you couldn't see inside, you could see your reflection. Just seeing Mom's slender figure showering made me involuntarily think of the incident at the tsuchiya. My face turned red; I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't shake the image from my mind.

When I finished showering, Mom was already asleep on the right side of the bed. I felt guilty and didn't dare look at her, because my penis had been hard since the beginning. I lay on the left side of the bed, turned off the light, and the room was unusually quiet. Mom hadn't said a word to me the whole way there. Well, what could she say? How could she say it…?

I tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. Thinking about my mother's wanton behavior that day, and the unparalleled pleasure she gave me during oral sex, my penis was rock hard, like it had been injected with adrenaline. My usually strict, aloof, and domineering mother was kneeling and licking her son's penis…

My mother is a woman too, a woman who needs a penis. I love my mother, and everything she did for me today proves that she loves me too. A decadent pleasure surged into my mind, and I struggled with my thoughts…

After a long internal struggle, blushing, I went to my mother's bed, lay down beside her, and placed my hand on her waist…

"Mom, are you asleep?"

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