[Urban] Masked Mother-Loving Trilogy (Complete) - 16 Episodes

【Part Three: Mother's Love and Sorrow】 (Seventeen) Back in the Trap

My mother's curly armpit hair was wet with my saliva, and it shrank back like a mimosa, sticking to her fair and tender armpit. I followed closely, teasing the folds of my mother's armpit with my tongue. My mother was both itchy and shy, and turned her head away to let me do as I pleased, which only fueled my lust. After licking my mother's armpit a few times, my lower body began to recover rapidly.

Seeing my mother's indulgence, I impulsively helped my mother up, then bent my knees and stood behind her, inserting my semi-erect penis into my mother's armpit, letting my mother use her warm armpit to clamp my penis, like clamping a thermometer. After finally inserting more than half of it, the egg-shaped glans rubbed against my mother's armpit hair, and my penis immediately became hard.

"Sister, it feels so good down there, the heat is no less than your pussy, and there's even hair inside." I thrust in and out a few times, thoroughly enjoying myself, and excitedly said, "Quick, squeeze harder!"

"No, it's so embarrassing..." Mom was tickled terribly, giggling coquettishly, and suddenly turned to avoid my harassment, grabbing a few tissues from the bedside table to wipe her messy armpits.

I jumped up and stood naked in front of Mom, shaking my little brother and said, "Sister, I'm interested in every part of your body, but you might only be interested in one part of my body, and that's my little dragon."

"Pah, who cares!" Mom blushed and spat lightly.

"What? Sister, you don't like it? Looks like I haven't served Lady Honey Pot well enough. Go back and hang it up and beat it, flick its penis until it dies, let's see if it'll still be so arrogant!"

"Nonsense, Little Dragon is the best, you're not allowed to bully it." Mother knelt in front of me, casually pinning her hair up behind her head. The woman's technique was strange; Mother's cloud-like hair was secured with a single silver hairpin.

With her hair up, Mother revealed her fair and long neck, looking very neat and tidy. She gently stretched out her pink arm, her slender hand grasping my throbbing little dragon.

I gasped in pleasure. This was the first time Mother had touched my penis with her hand. Mother's jade fingers moved slightly, and my fiery dragon became fully erect, respectfully saluting Mother.

It was also the first time Mother had observed my penis so closely. Her eyes were glazed as she bit her lower lip and said, "Look, it's much more obedient than you. It seems to listen to me more."

"Hehe, it listens to you, I listen to it." I forced a calm and playful remark.

My mother's delicate fingers moved skillfully a few times, and my rock-hard penis almost melted into a soft, yielding shape. Seeing me barely able to stand, she couldn't help but chuckle.

I felt a little embarrassed and angry at her laughter, thinking I shouldn't lose myself after just a few touches; that would be incredibly shameful. I quickly used my inner strength to resist the tingling sensation on my penis, and chuckled casually, saying, "Hehe, that feels so good. I didn't know you could play the pipa, sister."

"Oh? Thank you for the compliment, little brother. Sister is about to play..." My mother's slender, soft fingers seemed to pluck the strings of a musical instrument, casually brushing against my penis. The pleasure was so intense that I shuddered and almost collapsed onto the bed.

With her delicate fingers slightly parted and a half-covered mouth, Mom chuckled softly, using only one hand to massage and knead my erect penis. Sometimes she would scrape the glans with her smooth nails, sometimes she would gently press it with her full fingertips like pressing a flute hole, and sometimes she would playfully pinch and twist the folds of my penis with two fingers. Each touch made me tremble uncontrollably, utterly embarrassed. After

teasing me for a while, Mom teased, "Xiaoyu, even the soldiers on guard duty don't stand as straight as your little dragon. Let your older sister give it a little more pleasure."

With that, Mom gently extended her long, slender fingers, carefully enveloping my large penis in the crook of her thumb and forefinger, then looked up at me with a sweet smile, closing her fingers to leave only the glans and a small portion of the shaft exposed.

My penis was enveloped in my mother's warm palm, and I knew something was wrong. Her fingers began to move rhythmically, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. After just a few strokes, my penis was about to spit water, and I quickly begged for mercy: "Sister, let go! I give up! I give up!"

Feeling the throbbing in my penis, my mother released her hand, giggling, "I've never seen such a useless little dragon."

"Useless? Sister, you just said it was the best!" I was indignant that the unfamiliar stimulation from my mother's fingers had almost caused me to lose control.

"Hmm, okay, then I'll try again." With that, my mother gently licked the bulging vas deferens from bottom to top with her fragrant tongue, then brushed away the droplet from the urethral opening. Her small tongue lightly teased the tip of my penis a few times, then she pursed her red lips and kissed the glans tenderly.

My mother's movements were slow and gentle; even an iron rod would be ground into a needle in no time. I quickly sat cross-legged, focusing my mind on my lower abdomen to avoid ejaculating on the spot.

I couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. I had always wanted my mother to give me oral sex, but now it seemed I was still too inexperienced. My penis would probably only last three seconds in her mouth before I lost it. It wasn't just the physical stimulation; the key was the intense, rebellious fire in my mind. My mother, who was usually so unapproachable, kneeling at my feet and sucking my cock—just thinking about it almost drove me mad.

"Tch... all show and no substance, all looks and no substance," my mother chuckled, leaning against me.

"Oh, you dare to make fun of me, you little slut! Tell me, who's the best!" I retorted angrily.

"It's embarrassing, I won't tell you this..."

I thought my mother would flatter me, but she didn't say that. Instead, it aroused my curiosity. I put my arm around her waist and touched her full breasts, saying, "Sister, let me guess... is it Long Qingshan, the one you slept with on this bed?"

"Tch...you're so lewd, you're taking over someone else's wife, Xiaoyu, you're so bad..." My mother's breasts were aroused again from being touched.

"How many times did he sleep with you on this bed?"

"You stinky men, you get excited saying such degrading things?" My mother pushed me away coquettishly and went to lie down on the bed, turning her back to me.

Touching my mother's exaggeratedly exaggerated curves from her waist to her hips from behind, I was captivated. I lowered my head and kissed her soft, plump buttocks, kneading her ample flesh with my hands. I said, "You let him have sex with you without a condom on this very bed, ejaculating into your uterus so you could get pregnant with his child, right?"

My mother clearly remembered the shameful past and twisted her body uneasily.

"Isn't that right, you little slut? Letting that guy have sex with you while you had a pillow under your head, it makes me so angry just thinking about it!" I slapped my mother's buttocks hard, making a crisp "slap, slap" sound. My mother's buttocks were round and big, and each slap made them jiggle twice, making my fragile heart tremble as well.

"Hmm, what can a weak woman like me do? Whoever takes my body, I can only carry their child. Now it's your turn to take me, you can do it too..." My mother turned around, shaking her white belly lasciviously up and down like a lioness in heat, tempting me to impregnate her.

My mother's teasing drove me crazy. I pounced on her, reaching down to touch her crotch, which was already dripping wet.

I pressed myself against her, saying, "Long Qingshan needed Viagra to be able to have sex with you; he's practically a cripple now. The best you're talking about definitely isn't him. Then who is it?"

"Xiaoyu, stop talking about that, come in quickly..." my mother moaned.

Damn, even now my mother still wouldn't say it was me. It seems she's been deeply influenced. I rubbed the tip of my penis against her engorged clitoris, whispering in her ear, "Sister, tell me the truth, is it Depp? Tell me, I won't blame you..."

"Don't force me, Xiaoyu, come in quickly, I'm so itchy..." my mother cried out.

I was burning with jealousy, forcing myself to say, "Tell me, sister! Tell me the truth, and I'll put it in!"

"Yes! It's him! He's the best!" my mother cried out.

"Damn it!" I roared, and the fiery dragon brutally pierced through her body. Mom screamed "Ah!" in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"You slut, you're being fucked by me all day and you're still thinking about that Depp! Why? Tell me why you can't forget him!" I was furious!

Mom cried, "Don't blame me, Xiaoyu, he... he's just too evil. If you're a fire dragon, he's a black dragon... even when he's hard and thrusting into my sister, he can still bend like a venomous snake and poke around inside her..."

The more I listened, the angrier I became, and the fire dragon seemed ready to breathe fire!

My mother continued sobbing, "And his methods are completely different from yours. If your pure yang fire can send me to heaven, his evil techniques can send me to hell... Oh... Xiaoyu... now you are my only hope. Only by being melted by your flames can I completely forget him. Xiaoyu... fuck me... fuck me hard!"

Seeing my mother's crying and pleading, my heart was filled with a mix of love, pity, jealousy, and hatred, and I was consumed by rage. Only with boundless pure yang fire could I gradually refine the toxins that Deps had left in my mother's body.

I mustered my strength, changed from kneeling to standing, firmly planted my feet, grabbed my mother's ankles, and spread her strong legs apart. I lifted my mother's buttocks off the bed, exposing her lower body completely to me!

I leaned forward slightly and began to thrust into my mother's vagina in a diving motion. This position was very strenuous, like the butterfly stroke in swimming—not fast, but incredibly powerful!

At that moment, in my mother's eyes, I was as imposing as an angry Vajra. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, "Husband...it feels so good...ah...ah, I'm flying...you're my god! Husband...you're the best! I love you...husband!"

My massive cannon pounded into my mother's cunt, and she writhed and screamed wildly, reaching a climax. Even though I had blocked her opening, her vaginal fluids still gushed out from the tiny crevice.

My fiery dragon drank deeply from the sweet spring, and suddenly unleashed a barrage of attacks, blasting the cannonballs directly into my mother's womb with tremendous force. My mother's entire body trembled violently from the spray.

This time, the fucking was too intense and exhausting. Even I was starting to feel the strain. I felt dizzy and unsteady on my feet, and I wanted to collapse onto the bed.

Mom quickly stuffed two large pillows under her buttocks, pulling her legs up to face her vaginal opening upwards as much as possible. Even so, when I pulled out, a considerable amount of a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid still came out; both Mom and I had ejaculated too much this time.

I lay weakly next to Mom, who touched her slightly protruding belly and said, "It's so full. You filled me up completely. Did you practice your internal energy this time?"

"Yes, but there was too much this time, and I didn't have time to circulate it. Let me help you." With that, I gently stroked the area above Mom's pubic hair and below her navel, guiding her to silently circulate her internal energy, transforming the semen into qi and drawing it into her orifice.

"Xiao Yu..."

"Mmm..."

"When can we use pillows without practicing our internal energy..." Mom's face flushed crimson.

"Hehe, okay..." I was touched, realizing my mother wanted to have my child; but a wave of sadness washed over me. "Mom, it's not that I don't want to, it just won't work."

Seeing my silence, my mother assumed I was still angry, and said, "Just now, your sister deliberately said you weren't the best to provoke your competitive spirit. Little brother, you must help your sister overcome her inner demons, I'm so afraid of that evil feeling..."

I had heard on the island that Depp had been trained in erotic arts by Arabs since childhood, and it seemed he was indeed quite skilled. However, he probably didn't practice internal energy cultivation, as I didn't find any signs that my mother had been sexually exploited. It was probably just that his penis had been trained to be extremely flexible, coupled with some seductive techniques, and my mother had been injected with a strong aphrodisiac those days, so the impression left was particularly deep.

I comforted my mother, saying, "Don't be afraid, sister. Our sexual desire is based on true love. As long as we love each other deeply, we have nothing to fear from those evil forces."

"You're right, Xiaoyu," my mother said, resting her head on my chest. "After practicing dual cultivation with you recently, that evil feeling has become less and less intense. I'm so grateful to you."

"We can do it again tonight, sister. How are you going to thank me?" I asked with a smile.

"You could barely stand just now, and you still managed?" my mother said coquettishly.

"Well, what can I do? I'm using your beauty-preserving essence! This special beauty service has to be done three times a day!" I rolled over and straddled my mother's body...

After our passionate encounter, my mother lay in my arms like a docile little lamb. She said softly, "Xiaoyu, this kind of unrestrained lovemaking is much more comfortable than the repressed lovemaking on the island. I felt like a little sugar figurine melting on your body."

I touched my mother's bare, rounded shoulders and laughed, "Do you regret not meeting me three years earlier?"

My mother snorted and said, "You little rascal, who knows how many women's reputations you'll ruin in the future."

"Hehe, don't try to trick me, sister. I don't want anyone but you," I said.

"You little boys always have a mother complex. Who knows what will happen when you grow up," my mother said quietly.

"What? Could it be that Xiaojia has designs on you too?"

Mom glared at me, saying, "That little rascal just stole a kiss on my lips. You're both no good."

"Sister, I understand Xiaojia's feelings. With such a beautiful and seductive mother, she's probably masturbating with your underwear and bra until they're bursting, hehe..."

"No way!" Mom raised her small fist and lightly punched my chest, angrily saying, "Looks like I can't let you two get together, otherwise Xiaojia will definitely be corrupted by you!" Then she burst out laughing, her face as rosy as a peach blossom, her laughter making the room even brighter.

Mom must be longing for the day when the three of us are reunited, with her beloved son and lover—how blissful that would be.

My heart ached. I now hated being "Xiaojia." How wonderful it would be if I weren't Xiaojia! Then Mom could rightfully enjoy the happiness of family life.

Shaking my head to clear my mind of these worries, my mother and I embraced, whispering intimate words and occasionally kissing. It was truly a moment of deep, passionate intimacy. Unfortunately, the night was too short. My mother didn't dare let me stay overnight, urging me to go home early to avoid being scolded by my parents for not getting enough sleep during the day.

How could I bear to leave? I hugged and kissed my mother again and again. Finally, she pushed me off the bed, resolutely refusing to let me kiss her anymore, so I had no choice but to put on my clothes.

My mother put on her pajamas and reluctantly saw me to the window. I made a pained face and said, "Sister, your 'sedative technique' was too powerful tonight. Now my legs are weak, and I have to climb over the wall to go home and sleep alone. If only I could sleep holding you!"

My mother said guiltily, "Xiaoyu, just bear with it for a few more days. Didn't you say we'd live together after your parents returned home?" As she spoke, my mother blushed.

"Alright, that's the only way," I said. "Sister, to give you energy on the way home, I'll kiss you three more times before we part, okay?"

"Why are you making such a request?" Mom exclaimed.

"Oh? Who else made such a request? It was Xiaojia, right?" I laughed.

"Mmm..." Mom nodded, blushing.

"Hehe, Xiaojia must have kissed your lips, so I'll kiss your lower mouth." I chuckled wickedly, suddenly squatting down and slipping into Mom's robe, grabbing one of her bare thighs on each side. Looking up, I saw her dark, gleaming vulva.

"No..." Mom's body went limp, her legs spread wide open by me.

I parted my mother's labia, enveloped her vulva with my mouth, and kissed the soft, wet flesh inside three times with a satisfying "smack, smack." My mother almost lost her balance and had to bend over to hold onto my shoulders.

Satisfied, I stood up, licked my lips, took a deep breath, and said in a dazed manner, "So sexy..."

Amidst my mother's laughter and scolding, I put on my shoes, pushed open the window, and jumped down. My mother couldn't help but cover her mouth and gasp.

The height of two stories was now a piece of cake for me. I landed lightly on the ground, turned around, and blew my mother a kiss. My mother shyly returned one. I was overjoyed and used my light-footed skills to scale the wall and escape.

I ran around the streets for a while before my emotions gradually calmed down. What a wonderful night! I really wanted to stay my mother's lover forever and never turn back into Xiao Jia...

For the next week, I was busy with house-related matters during the day and transformed into Xiao Yu to have an affair with my mother at night.

At the real estate agency, I spent over $400,000 to buy a fully furnished house in town. I also spent some money hiring a renovation company to purchase necessary household items and gave the house a thorough cleaning. For the master bedroom, I bought a large round bed with a diameter of 2.8 meters. I personally chose the bedding, specifically buying pink, which my mother likes. Knowing that this would soon be our home, a sense of pride welled up within me.

Having completed all this with remarkable efficiency, it was already the ninth day since I returned home. After these past few days of my continuous "yang jing" (a euphemism for sexual activity), my mother had blossomed into a radiant beauty, like a peony glistening with morning dew. Once, posing as Xiao Jia, I accompanied my mother to a shopping mall. Several fashionable women approached her and asked what brand of cosmetics she used. When they learned that my mother wasn't wearing any makeup at all, they were amazed by the perfection of her skin.

When I got home, I saw my mother chuckling. She asked curiously, "Xiaojia, what are you laughing at?"

"Mom, they all thought we were siblings, I'm so happy!"

"Xiaojia, do I really look that young?" My mother looked at herself in the mirror, her heart pounding with joy.

"Yes, Mom, you look great lately, do you have some beauty secret?"

"No way..." my mother said shyly.

My mother's beauty secret was Xiaoyu's pure yang essence, which she certainly wouldn't tell me. Seeing my mother's shy expression, I secretly chuckled.

That night, while making love with my mother, I told her that my "parents" had returned to the country and that she and Xiaojia could move in anytime.

"Let's talk to Xiaojia later," my mother hesitated. "Long Qingshan hasn't been home lately, and Xiaojia is in a good mood and very clingy. I'm worried that if he suddenly finds out about you, he might not agree."

"Okay," I said, feigning disappointment, but secretly relieved. I wasn't prepared to confront my mother about it.

"How about we meet up for a meal first, so Xiaojia can prepare herself?" Mom said.

I was startled, but could only agree, thinking that Xiaojia should be the bad guy.

"Sister, tomorrow is Saturday, would you and Xiaojia both come to my house for dinner?"

"Hmm, I'm fine with that, but Xiaojia is going camping this weekend and won't be home."

"Hehe, perfect, let's have a couple of days of alone time this weekend." I laughed.

"Xiaoyu..." Mom, thinking about living with me, couldn't help but offer her lips, and I quickly met hers, filling the room with a spring-like atmosphere.

The next morning, after breakfast, I left, telling Mom I wouldn't be back until Monday noon.

"Xiaojia, don't play too wildly, be careful while camping." Mom reminded me.

"Don't worry, Mom." I replied loudly, thinking, Mom, I'm sure I'll have a lot of fun these two days, and I'll be playing wildly in bed with you.

I quickly took a taxi to our new home, changed into Xiaoyu's clothes, and checked the house again to make sure everything was in order. Then I sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for my mother to arrive. Less than half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Excitedly, I ran to open the door, and my eyes lit up!

My beautiful mother stood there, elegant and graceful, wearing a cream-colored suit dress and a pearl necklace that shone brightly, making her skin appear even whiter. Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a gentle breeze lightly brushed a strand across her delicate face, adding to her ethereal beauty.

"You little rascal, are you mesmerized?" my mother chuckled, biting her lower lip.

Her voice snapped me out of my daze—yes, the stunningly beautiful woman standing outside the door was my mother, my lover! A surge of intense happiness welled up inside me. I strode forward, took the package from my mother's hands, lifted her up by her knees, and carried her in my arms. She nestled her head shyly on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my neck, a few strands of hair brushing against my face—it tickled!

Before we even entered the house, our lips were locked in a passionate kiss, like a pair of mandarin ducks, conveying our burning love through our lips and tongues.

After carrying her to the sofa, I straddled her, intending to make love to her first. She pushed me away forcefully, saying, "Xiaoyu, don't wrinkle your clothes. We're going shopping later."

"Go shopping?" I asked curiously.

"I just want to go for a walk with you," she said coquettishly.

Women's minds are truly unfathomable. I could only reluctantly climb off her.

"Xiaoyu, show me around your house," she said with a gentle laugh, taking my arm.

My mother's firm breasts brushed against my arm through a thin layer of clothing, their musky, orchid-like fragrance filling my nostrils

. My heart began to race again, and I gestured for her to come over, saying, "Welcome, mistress, to inspect our new home." "Tch...you smooth talker, I'm not even married yet," my mother said, gently wrinkling her cute little nose.

My mother and I hugged and laughed, admiring our future love nest like a newlywed couple. My mother was very satisfied with the house, especially when she saw that I had reserved a spacious and bright room for "Xiao Jia." She kissed me gratefully several times.

Finally, when we arrived at the master bedroom and saw the huge bed, my mother's pretty face turned red. "Oh my god, why did you buy such a big bed?" "

So we can make love on it," I said, hugging my mother's slender waist from behind and kissing her delicate earlobe.

"You little rascal, who wants to do anything with you..." Mom's body went limp from my kisses, so I pulled her onto the bed and slipped my hand under her skirt. Goodness, Mom dressed like a proper office lady, but underneath she was wearing a pair of revealing lingerie, her plump labia bulging out from under the thin fabric, with a few pubic hairs sticking out. My cute mom is so sexy, wearing such sexy lingerie for me to fuck. I inserted my middle finger between those two big hamburgers; her honeypot was already overflowing with nectar.

"Sister, aren't you sexy, wearing lingerie like that to seduce me?" I teased.

Mom blushed, pretending not to hear my teasing, and closed her eyes, only looking up at me for a kiss.

Hehe, trying to avoid the question? Not so easy. I tilted my head, dodging my mother's fragrant lips, and used my fingers to pick out the jade bead from her vulva, gently rubbing it, and said, "Answer me, are you horny, sister?" "

You little devil, you just know how to bully your sister..." My mother's precious bead fell into my hand, and she could no longer resist. She twisted her body like a female snake, her cheeks burning red, and said, "Sister is horny, sister is only horny for you... um..."

"You little slut, are you horny now? Just now on the sofa you were pretending not to let me touch you!" I rubbed my mother's clitoris in revenge.

"Itchy..." Mom arched her delicate body upwards in discomfort, her skin flushed a pale red. Her head swayed from side to side as she whimpered, "Bad little brother, my little cunt is so itchy, please help your sister itch it..."

Mom's sweet pleading made me pant heavily. I pulled down my pants, took out my already rock-hard penis, lifted Mom's skirt, and charged headlong into Mom's disaster zone to put out the fire!

Mom's open-crotch pants welcomed me in, and the molten lava inside the volcano enveloped my rock-hard rod. The two belts tightly gripped Mom's labia majora, holding my penis. I felt extremely aroused and quickly took a deep breath, lying on top of Mom, afraid that I would ejaculate too soon due to a moment of passion. I saw Mom tilt her head, her eyes slightly closed, her face half-buried in her fair arm, a victorious smile on her face. It dawned on me; I'd fallen for her trick again. Every time I punished her, I'd become aroused by her stunning allure, hastily luring her into my trap.

I was indignant; who would win was still uncertain! I mustered my strength and thrust a few times. Mom moaned softly in pleasure. Oh no! Above her was a beautiful face, below her a fiery furnace; I felt an immediate urge to ejaculate. Embarrassed, I slowed my thrusts to avoid surrendering on the spot.

My mother noticed my hesitation. She swayed her hips gently, slowly grinding my erection, her eyes filled with lust as she said, "You little rascal, you were so fierce with me just now, why are you cowering now?" Seeing my gritted teeth and pained expression, my mother chuckled, lightly tapping my forehead with her slender finger, and said sweetly, "My little darling, you'll be my good boy and firefighter, hehehe..."

Quiet as a fairy, cunning as a demon, weak as water, seductive as a fox... How could such a mother not ignite my desire, making me love her to the point of madness? I roared, leaped forward, and thrust myself into the embrace of my beloved.

The White Snake Lady flooded Jinshan Temple, and Mom's juices were especially abundant today. A tidal wave of love fluid sent me soaring to climax after climax. My little white dragon fought fiercely, but ultimately couldn't withstand the White Snake Lady's twin swords, and I collapsed, panting, on Mom's thick, wet bed.

"Oh dear, the sheets are all wet..." Mom, her bottom bare, felt the wetness beneath her and quickly pushed me up. She saw a large, sticky patch on the brand-new sheets, quite unsightly. "It's all your fault!" Mom stomped her foot angrily, glaring at me.

I innocently replied, "It's not my fault. You were so wet today, I couldn't absorb it all."

"You still dare to say that!" Mom scolded, looking at my shameless expression, she couldn't help but chuckle. "I don't care, this is your house, you clean it up." With that, she swayed her hips and strolled into the bathroom.

I shamelessly tried to follow, but Mom suddenly closed and locked the door, leaving me stranded.

I could only manage a wry smile. Turning back, I pulled back the bedspread and saw that the water had seeped through several layers, even soaking the blankets underneath. Too lazy to change, I sat on the edge of the bed for a while. Remembering my mother's sexy lingerie, I felt an irresistible urge and went to knock on the door again, saying, "Sister, are you done yet? Let me come in and tidy up too."

With a "click," my mother opened the door. I was delighted and pushed the door open. I saw my mother still combing her hair in front of the mirror. She said, "Xiaoyu, help me check if my clothes are wrinkled from the back."

I responded and smoothed my mother's clothes, saying, "They're fine, all neat." I casually lifted my mother's skirt, wanting to get a good look at her lingerie.

"Xiaoyu, don't be silly, I just cleaned it up," my mother said, twisting her body.

"Okay, just a look." I squatted behind my mother, admiring the view under her skirt.

From behind, my mother's sexy lingerie resembled a thong, with only two thin lines and her two buttocks exposed. My mother's straight thighs were tightly pressed together, preventing me from seeing her crotch. I tried to pry them open but couldn't. Frustrated, I inserted a finger and finally touched her slightly moist labia majora.

Just as I was about to try again, I heard my mother say, "Okay, we should go out to buy groceries."

My mother lowered her skirt, easily escaping my lewd play with her genitals, and walked out properly. I stood up helplessly. My mother had already cleaned herself up; apart from the lingering blush on her face, there was no trace of her previous lewd behavior. Who would have thought that beneath my mother's goddess-like appearance lay such alluring beauty?

"Silly boy, what are you looking at?" my mother said, her face flushed. "Hurry up and wipe yourself clean; we still have to go out."

"Okay." My mind conjured up images of my mother's beautiful face and the stark contrast of her pubic hair lewdly emerging from her crotch. I absentmindedly grabbed a towel from the side and went to wipe myself.

"Don't use this!" Mom snatched the towel from my hand, her face flushed red as she spat, "You little lecher!"

"Oh?" I snapped out of my daze and looked at the crumpled towel in Mom's hand. I realized it was probably the towel she had used to wipe her private parts. I quickly chuckled and said, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice."

"No way!" Mom huffed.

"Hehe, sister, why are you so angry? I don't have a fetish, could it be..." I paused, then suddenly sped up, "Could it be that Xiao Jia often secretly takes your unwashed underwear to masturbate?" I laughed as I ran out of the room.

"Oh dear, Xiao Yu, you're going to die!" Mom chased after me, both embarrassed and annoyed.

The laughter made this sunny morning incredibly beautiful.

Once outside with Mom, I slowly understood why she insisted on coming out for a walk with me. Back in China, my parents were both very busy with work and rarely went out together. After going abroad, Long Qingshan developed a persecution complex, hiding in his room all day and never once accompanying my mother out. What my mother needed was the feeling of having a husband or lover accompany her shopping.

My mother clung to my arm, like a little woman, and the envious glances from passersby made her incredibly satisfied.

Women are truly vain creatures; they need society more than men. I hugged my mother tighter, and my initial idea of living in seclusion with her began to waver.

My mother usually loved shopping for clothes and shoes, but trying on clothes took too much time, so we focused on shoes. With my advice, my mother bought several pairs of sexy high-heeled sandals. Later, passing a jewelry store, I impulsively picked out an elegant white jade bracelet for my mother. My mother obediently let me put the bracelet on her fair wrist. The crystal bracelet and my mother's white skin complemented each other beautifully.

Two days of joyful time passed quickly. Worried that Xiaojia would return early from her camping trip, Mom reluctantly went home after three passionate encounters with me on Sunday afternoon. I lay there blissfully, savoring the countless moments Mom had shared on this big bed over the past two days—it was truly intoxicating. How wonderful it would be if every day were like this!

As evening approached, I reluctantly transformed back into Xiaojia, picked up my luggage, and went home. Just

as I was about to arrive, my keen hearing picked up the sound of Long Qingshan's maniacal laughter coming from inside. Startled, I quickened my pace.

Pushing open the door, the scene before me made my eyes widen in horror! In the center of the living room, Mom, naked, was bound like a dumpling, blindfolded, kneeling on the floor, forced to perform oral sex on Dips. Long Qingshan was slept naked with two women on the sofa.

I roared, "Dips, your death is near!" and lunged forward. Suddenly, I was struck hard in the chest; I was shot and fell to the ground. Then I saw Furendi and several of his men coming down from upstairs.

My consciousness gradually faded. In my daze, I saw my mother turn her head and cry out to me. Depp held her shoulders firmly, and his massive penis ejaculated, his filthy semen landing on my mother's pure and innocent face and chest. My mother collapsed to the ground, exhausted...

For the next few days, I remained immobile, yet retained a sliver of consciousness, occasionally hearing voices. In my hazy state, I seemed to hear my mother calling my name repeatedly, "Xiao Jia, Xiao Jia, wake up! Waaah… it's all my fault…"

…

"Don't you understand? Xiao Jia is Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu is Xiao Jia, hahaha…" Furendi's manic laughter echoed.

…

"No, this isn't real, this isn't real…" My mother's cries shattered my heart, and I fell into unconsciousness again.

…

"This is truly the most spectacular show I, Furendi, have ever seen! A stunningly beautiful mother's beloved is actually her own son! How touching! Hahaha…" Furendi laughed triumphantly, "This kid's mask is too realistic, and his acting is superb; he actually fooled his mother. We must save him; this show must continue."

…

"Please, let us go…" my mother cried.

"Release you? Heh heh... Last time we released you because someone tipped off Interpol, forcing us to relocate. This time, no one can save you. You and your son can just stay in this manor. Only in my territory, Emperor Furen, can such a paradoxical love between you and your son be tolerated, hahaha..." ...

"

Xiaojia, wake up quickly, Mom can't hold on alone..."

...

"Xiaojia, no matter what you've done, Mom will forgive you..."

...

"It's been three weeks, and this kid is still like this. I'm afraid he won't make it. Tomorrow, I'll hand over the Goddess of Beauty to Deps for training. It's a good deal for him."

"No, no, don't let me leave my son..." the mother pleaded, sobbing.

"I don't have the patience to care for a vegetable like this, unless you and your vegetable son can put on a good show for me to watch every night."

"No..."

"My decree is not to be disobeyed." Emperor Furen left without looking back.

...

Am I in a vegetable? But why do I still have some vague consciousness? No, I have to wake up quickly, I have to save Mom!

A warm, familiar sensation came from my lower body—oh my god! It was Mom sucking my penis!

"Hehe, not bad, I love watching this kind of realistic performance. It's much more exciting than Depp fucking you! Oh..." That wretched Vrondi was watching from the dark room again. "Hey, look, your son's penis seems to be reacting. It seems this treatment method is really good, haha..."

"Hehe, it's hard, it's actually hard! Go for it, Goddess, hurry up! Maybe your son will wake up soon!"

After seeing her son's penis, Mom had confirmed that I was Xiaoyu. She silently straddled me, unusually adopting the "upside-down candle" position with her back to me. Perhaps for her, the penis was the familiar penis of a lover, but she didn't want to see her son's face during intercourse.

My mother's honeypot finally took my penis in, and waves of tingling sensations gradually roused me from my unconsciousness. I opened my eyes and saw my mother's lonely figure moving woodenly up and down, forced to have intercourse with her own son. My mother made such a great sacrifice, just to awaken her son's sleeping soul.

"He's awake! He's really awake! My God, the power of maternal love is so great! Oh, I'm so excited!" Vrondi shouted.

"Ah..." Hearing Vrondi's shout, my mother was struck as if by lightning, falling off me, overwhelmed by intense shame, collapsing helplessly beside me.

I was fully awake now, my penis standing erect and lonely.

"You filthy bitch, what are you doing! Get on top of your son! You can't let this drama end just before its climax!" Vrondi practically roared. "Oh, you enrage me! You've made me impotent! This is an intolerable crime! Guards, drag this bitch and her son to the main hall, I'm going to punish them severely!!!"

Until several burly men burst in, my mother remained motionless beside me, not daring to even glance at me again.

The main hall of Vrondi's "Sinful Manor" was brightly lit. I lay on a stretcher, abandoned in a corner. All the men and women in the hall were naked; everything had descended into madness.

A huge syringe lay not far in front of me, containing over 300cc of aphrodisiac that had been injected into my mother's snow-white buttocks.

Fear and humiliation drove my mother to initial resistance, and seeing me lying on the ground, she repeatedly lunged at me. But ultimately, outnumbered and outmatched, she was no match for the ravenous men. Despair exhausted all her strength, and the aphrodisiac awakened her latent desires, gradually taking over her.

After being dragged away from me one last time, Depps embraced my mother's delicate body from behind and bound her with a thick black rope. By this time, my mother was too weak to struggle.

Bound, my mother continued to frantically have sex with different men. Sweat and semen seemed to coat her beautiful naked body like a layer of oil. The lustful body of the goddess of love and beauty was exceptionally alluring, yet her eyes were so desolate and helpless. She kept sobbing, her beauty of shame and humiliation making people want to violate her, to push her to the ground, and make her moan beneath them!

All the men in the hall were burning with desire, one after another throwing themselves at my mother like moths to a flame. Those who didn't get a turn either watched and masturbated or went to find any naked woman nearby to vent their frustrations on.

This was the third time today that Depp had had intercourse with his mother, each time forcing her into a cowgirl position. His mother, exhausted from hours of non-stop sex, still managed to keep her lithe and shapely back, honed by years of swimming, moving tirelessly to please this lecher. On Depp, she let out intermittent sobs, whimpers born of excessive excitement. Facing him, her spirit was completely broken, utterly subjugated to his manipulation.

Depp 's wicked methods attracted a large crowd. Under his lewd manipulation, his mother reached orgasm after orgasm, her poignant beauty causing several onlookers to ejaculate. Vrondi remained by her side, rushing to kiss her beautiful face each time she climaxed, while simultaneously spitting his meager semen onto her body.

The large screen in the center of the hall was clearly playing a live video of Mom's intercourse. At this moment, it was a close-up of Mom's vulva. Depps was using a small, pointed clamp to grip the base of Mom's clitoris, causing it to protrude completely, becoming as large as a little finger, helplessly standing erect on her vulva. The capillaries on the engorged, delicate foreskin were clearly visible. Mom's clitoral jewel was being cruelly abused. This lecherous man, Depps, considered SM an art form, enjoying manipulating women to the point of utter shame until they reached orgasm.

Today, Mom had become Depps's perfect SM model. The tortoise shell bondage on her body was meticulously created by Depps. Her originally full breasts were bound into a spindle shape by rough black ropes, the pointed peaks perfect for sucking. But those frenzied beasts didn't suck; they bit. Mom's breasts were already covered with teeth marks of varying depths. Even though her nipples were covered in filthy semen, men still shamelessly pounced on them, eager to suckle.

Her arms were tightly bound behind her back, the intricate bindings rendering her wrists immobile; her hands could only clench helplessly. Her lower body was completely naked; her legs were spread wide, her private parts utterly exposed to the air.

Depp first rapidly rubbed his mother's clitoris with his fingers. Just as she trembled, nearing orgasm, he suddenly pinched it with his fingertips. Amidst her painful groans, Depp's tongue then lovingly licked the rapidly contracting clitoris.

Because the base was clamped, her clitoris couldn't retract back into the foreskin, leaving her vulnerable to Depp's caresses and licking. The frequency of Depp's tongue trembling on the big screen was astonishing, like the venomous forked tongue of a king cobra. Under his soothing touch, her clitoris swelled again, stretching out once more. Nourished by the venom of Depp's tongue, her clitoris reached its peak erection, glistening with saliva and vaginal fluid, like a luminous jewel.

Watching her private parts magnified countless times on the big screen as Depp wantonly played with, Mom's cheeks flushed, her lower body contracted repeatedly, secreting copious amounts of love fluid—a sign that she was about to reach orgasm. Mom twisted her delicate body, moaning softly, seeking this brief moment of solace in shame.

Love fluid gushed out, and Mom moaned as she surged into another orgasm! Suddenly, another slender, sharp, serrated mouth, like a crocodile's jaws, viciously bit into Mom's round, full clitoris. Immersed in the dark orgasm, Mom let out a scream of extreme pain, her lower body arching high, and a stream of urine shot out from her urethra, as poignant as a blooming firework.

My mother was brought to orgasm by the wicked Depp. The men around, witnessing this breathtakingly beautiful moment, howled and ejaculated one by one. Even Vrondi, whose semen was usually scarce, ejaculated nearly a meter away, his thick semen splattering on my mother's snow-white body. My

mother trembled uncontrollably; this orgasm lasted for a considerable time. Finally, my mother's large, round buttocks fell to the floor. She slowly curled up her legs, protecting her badly injured vulva. My mother's gaze fell on the jade bracelet I had given her, broken in two, lying on the ground not far away. Large tears streamed down her cheeks.

For a moment, no man dared to continue defiling my mother. Her sorrow, like that of an ancient Greek goddess of humiliation, seemed to infect everyone in the hall.

Suddenly, a bodyguard burst in, breaking the silence. He cried out in a panic, "Master, something terrible has happened! A man has broken into the manor. He says his name is Long Qingshan and demands we hand over his woman!"

"It's that guy! Didn't I give him a million dollars for his woman?"

"He brought the million, saying he only wants his woman, not the money!"

"Damn it! Arrest him, or shoot him! Do I have to teach you?" Furendi roared in fury.

"But...but he's strapped with explosives. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Whether it's true or not, blast him to pieces!!!" Furendi, half-mad, screamed hysterically.

Accompanying his scream was a massive explosion outside, a series of violent blasts shaking the ground.

Two burly men, their faces covered in blood, stumbled in, saying, "M-Master, something terrible has happened! That guy said he brought the police and wanted to take us all down with him. Then he detonated bombs, and now the outside is ablaze!"

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