[The Beautiful Mature Woman Who Fell into the Abyss] Chapter Eight

Author: wlking
Published: 2017/5/25 Forum
Word Count: 11497
Chapter 8 The Beautiful Mother Who Lost Her Defenses
I returned to my room and began reviewing the security camera footage after I left to see what had happened.
Rewinding to when I left, my mother had just changed her clothes. What orders did the mysterious man have next?
"Go find the package I gave you last time. There's a small box inside. Take out what's inside
." The mysterious man instructed my mother, who had just changed her clothes.
My mother took the package out of the closet. Besides the office lady outfit and the vibrator, there was
an inconspicuous small box in the corner. Opening it, she found two small round balls.
"Put one of these things into your cunt and the other into your big ass."
The mysterious man became excited upon seeing these two things. What were these things? Were they vibrators again? Was
the mysterious man going to use this trick again? But why was he so excited? These two combined weren't even
as big as the last vibrator. How powerful could they be?
Perhaps Mom thought the same thing, because she only frowned and didn't say anything. She picked up the two balls,
applied some lubricant, and put her hands under her skirt, preparing to insert them into her two vaginas.
"Hey, what are you doing? You think you can just insert them like that? Lift your skirt, face the camera, don't try to be clever
, I want to watch you insert them," the mysterious man hurriedly stopped my mother, saying disapprovingly.
My mother, perhaps because she had been exposing herself so often lately, had become somewhat submissive. She obediently lifted her skirt,
first facing her vulva towards the camera, then using her left index and middle fingers to forcefully separate her pink labia, and with her right hand, she
pushed one of the balls into her vagina. Perhaps because of the lubricant and its small size,
it entered my mother's vagina smoothly. Then my mother turned around, raised her plump buttocks, and did the same
thing, inserting the other small ball into her anus. However, my mother's anus had never been developed or
penetrated before. Even the insertion of a single sphere caused her to show a pained
expression.
"Yes, it only works if it's inserted deeper." The mysterious man watched my mother's movements with great interest.
"It hurts a bit. This thing is so slippery, and it's inserted so deep. How am I going to take it out later?" My mother
asked, frowning.
"Never mind that. Is it inserted properly? Spread it open for me to check."
My mother used her hands to try to separate her vagina and anus for the mysterious man to check. It was indeed inserted very deeply;
it was almost impossible to see inside from the opening.
"Very good. Now I'll tell you what this is. It's a very good thing; it can exercise your lower body."
"Exercise... my lower body?" My mother looked confused. Actually, I didn't understand either.
"You know Kegel exercises, right?"
"I...I know a little bit, it's...it's an exercise to strengthen the vagina." My mom answered, blushing.
I was quite surprised that she knew about this kind of exercise from abroad that strengthens the vagina and makes it tighter and stronger. You know,
one of the standards for MIF in foreign countries is knowing Kegel exercises.
"Yes, these two balls are high-tech products. They can automatically detect the pressure your vagina and anus apply to them
. If you can't reach the standard within a certain time, it will do this." After saying that, the mysterious person pressed
a button in his hand.
My mom screamed "Ah!" and fell to the ground, clutching her genitals.
"That's right, it will give you an electric shock like this. How is it? Isn't it great? You've never experienced
the feeling of your vagina and anus being shocked before, have you?"
"How...how can you do this? It's so dangerous. Please don't play with this, please let me take it out."
My mom's eyes were slightly red. It seemed that the sudden electric shock had frightened her quite a bit. The tender flesh inside both her front and back orifices
had probably never experienced such stimulation before. After all, most people would be too busy cherishing my mother's alluring pink and tender orifices
to choose such a sadistic act; they would probably say something like " burning the zither
to cook the crane" (a Chinese idiom meaning to destroy something beautiful and harmful).
"Don't worry, how could I bear to hurt your little holes? This electric shock is very safe; it will only make you feel
pain, but it won't harm your body. And as long as you keep applying enough pressure to it from time to time, there won't
be any electric shocks. This is actually good for you; it can constantly exercise your lower body and make your two little holes
tighter. Okay, you can go out now," the mysterious man said with a smile.
My mother reluctantly accepted reality, leaving the restaurant with two ticking time bombs in her lower body. All the way, she
kept her lower body taut, only able to slowly wiggle her hips as she walked. This movement made my mother's already alluring
buttocks even more pert and attracted a lot of attention along the way. Some lecherous men even followed my mother
around, admiring her alluring figure, all the way to our restaurant. Business has picked up considerably today
.
Since the mysterious man appeared, our business has improved significantly. Although my mother was already a
well-known beautiful businesswoman in the area, after being approached by different men recently, she seems to have developed
a new, inexplicable allure. Like Monica Bellucci in *Malèna*,
she always manages to attract the attention of every man present, no matter the occasion.
Right now, the restaurant is packed with customers drawn by my mother. The waitstaff are incredibly busy, and
my mother, naturally, can't just sit at the cashier. Wearing 10-centimeter high heels, she moves
between tables of customers whose true intentions are not actually drinking.
A series of wolf-like, burning eyes roamed over my mother, fixated on
her silk-stockinged legs peeking out from the slit in her skirt as she walked, as if they wanted to see her genitals through that opening. They would also try every means to
grope her, such as deliberately reaching out and casually touching her legs as she walked by, or
rubbing her plump, round buttocks with their elbows. My mother had to grit her teeth and maintain the contraction of her pelvis and the lifting of her buttocks, constantly
applying pressure to her two round mounds—it was pure torture. Holding a plate in her hand, standing on 10 kilometers...
Serving customers in high heels is already exhausting, and with the added physical exertion, my mother's face was turning
pale, her steps unsteady, and she was only holding on by willpower.
"Ah!" My mother, whose lower body was weakening, had just relaxed her vaginal opening and anal walls for a moment when she
received punishment from the sphere. The electric shock from inside her body caused my mother to stagger and fall to the ground.
The customers around her stared intently at my mother's two long, stockinged legs that were exposed after she fell. The wide-banded gray
stockings shimmered with an oily sheen, the straps of the silver high heels rested on her slender ankles, and her snow-white, crystal-clear
feet were faintly visible through the stockings, revealing a few fine blue veins. Several men staring at my mother's beautiful legs couldn't help but feel
a slight flutter in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that they were in public, they would have really wanted to reach out and touch them.
It was Sister Juan who came over and helped my mother up, asking her with concern what had happened. My mother answered guiltily
that she wasn't feeling well. When Sister Juan saw my mother covering her genitals, she assumed she was menstruating and quickly helped
her sit down at the cashier.
The number of customers gradually decreased. Although the proprietress was very pretty, only a minority of people could support themselves without working
. After the lunch rush, the shop became quiet, and my mother breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting through the busiest
time.
"Ring ring ring...ring ring ring..." Her heart, which had just relaxed, jumped again; the mysterious person's video call
came in again. My mother sat at the cashier, looked around to make sure no one was there, and carefully took out a pair of earphones, put them on, and turned on
the face.
"How's it going, you little slut? Looks pretty tired. More exercise is good, isn't it?" The mysterious
person said mockingly, looking at my mother's pale face covered in sweat on the screen.
"You still say that? It's all your fault! I have to keep my lower body tense all the time. It's so tiring, I can't take it anymore!"
My mother looked at the mysterious person resentfully.
"It's almost time, the package should be arriving soon."
"Package? What package? You..." Before my mom could finish speaking, a
person dressed in a delivery uniform walked into the restaurant.
"Feng Huifang, is Feng Huifang here? Feng Huifang's package." The deliveryman asked loudly as soon as he came in. Sister Juan
pointed to the cashier, indicating to sign there.
"You're Feng Huifang? This is your package, please sign for it." The deliveryman
gave my mom a suggestive look and handed her a package. My mom took it and signed for it without thinking much, but she was a little confused by
the deliveryman's gaze.
"Okay, you keep this slip, I'll take this one. Enjoy yourself, beautiful lady." The deliveryman tore off
the signed slip, put it in his pocket, gave my mom a suggestive smile, and left.
"What did you deliver? And why was that deliveryman so strange?" My mom
asked the mysterious person on the screen, holding the package.
"You'll know when you open it."
My mom took out scissors, opened the package, and opened the box. Inside lay a thick, long,
black dildo, its enormous glans gleaming with a lustful light. This dildo was
exquisitely crafted; its dark color and texture perfectly mimicked a black man's penis. Not only was there a penis,
but the scrotum was also depicted, its full scrotum seemingly ready to spray semen onto the vulva at any moment. Even
details like the bulging veins on the penis were meticulously crafted, and it even had a suction cup for easy
attachment to any surface. Upon seeing this exquisite dildo, Mom involuntarily covered her mouth with her hand. I finally understood
why the deliveryman's gaze had been so suggestive; no wonder he said, "Enjoy it."
"You…why did you send this?" Mom quickly placed the box under the counter.
"Just to reward you, you must be feeling empty down there after all that clamping, right? Here's a dildo for you to clamp. Plus,
it'll make your workout easier, having something inside makes it easier to exert yourself." "
This...this can't be! There are so many people around, what if they find out?"
"Just attach this thing to your chair and slowly sit down. Didn't I pick out a
long dress for you? It'll cover you up, no one will be able to tell." No wonder I picked out a long dress for my mom today; it was all
planned in advance.
My mom reached into the box and picked up the dildo. The thick, hard shaft was a
stark contrast to her slender hand, the black shaft against her pale, delicate skin, the pale pink nails—a striking mix of black, white, and red.
"It's so big, I can't handle it," my mom said reluctantly.
"You've even given birth to a child, how thick is this? Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson." With that, the mysterious man
pressed the switch on the round ball. Another 36V electric current pounded against my mother's delicate flesh. She
clenched her teeth, refusing to utter a sound, and lay prone on the table in pain.
"Stop...stop the shock! I'll do as you say," she stammered, giving up her futile
struggle in the face of the electric shock.
"If you'd done it sooner, you wouldn't have had to suffer like this. You're such a slut," she said.
She attached the dildo to the chair and began to lubricate it with her hand, stroking it up and down. Looking at the erect, black penis in her hand , she swallowed hard 　　.
I felt worried for her tender vagina . 　　"Hurry up, don't dawdle," the mysterious man urged, seeing no further movement from my mother. 　　My mother glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then guided the dildo to 　　the entrance of her vagina, gritted her teeth, and sat down. "Mmm..." she groaned, swallowing the entire penis whole, a 　　long, muffled groan 　　escaping her lips . The thick, long black dildo instantly filled my mother's delicate vagina, forcing 　　open the taut walls of her flesh. A strong sense of fullness welled up inside her; the emptiness of the morning 　　was finally filled. 　　"You slut, you were saying no just now, and you're already enjoying it so much after just a little while. Don't stop, keep moving 　　!" 　　Hearing the mysterious man's teasing words, my mother blushed with shame, feeling utterly humiliated. With her body and soul 　　being violated simultaneously, my mother felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her snow-white flesh turning a delicate pink.

My mother's body rose and fell gently, the high cashier counter providing excellent cover;
her movements were completely unnoticed unless you looked closely.
Gradually, she began to arouse, actively twisting her plump buttocks back and forth and side to side, allowing the large
glans of the penis to rub against the sensitive area of her vagina. At this moment, her rationality had long been swallowed up by the itching coming from her uterus;
all her actions were driven by primal urges.
"Yes, like this. This is a high-tech penis that can automatically detect the force of your vaginal wall contractions
. It also has a built-in smart chip that can realistically simulate a man's reaction when facing your vagina;
the testicles down there will really ejaculate. If you can bring the smart computer to its maximum pleasure level within ten minutes and make it
ejaculate, I will turn off the ball."
After hearing this, my mother began to use the results of her morning's training. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically,
every five seconds, as if countless tiny hands inside the vaginal walls were pushing against the dark penis. My mother was half-squatting,
supported entirely by her two small, stockinged feet clad in high heels. The silver patent leather heels
gleamed in the dim light, their open backs emphasizing the beautiful arches of her feet. The glossy gray stockings felt like
a second skin, enveloping her flawless, slender legs;
the delicate, silky texture of the high-quality stockings seemed palpable even through the screen. I imagine the mysterious man, like me, longed to reach through
the screen and hold my mother's stockinged legs in his arms, fondling them.
My mother's buttocks were suspended in the air, connected only by the penis inside her vagina. Her beautiful feet lightly touched the ground,
rising and falling in a difficult motion, which intensified the contractions of her vaginal walls.
The rough coronal sulcus of the glans constantly rubbed against my mother's G-spot, like countless ants crawling, making her feel itchy
and incredibly tingly. My hands were placed on my chest, and through my clothes, I accurately felt my two nipples, which aroused a natural
physiological response and became erect. The sheer bra and low-cut top clung to my mother's high, firm breasts, outlining their
shape. My mother's hands, through her clothes, grasped her large breasts and kneaded them from side to side, her palms consciously rubbing
the erect nipples.
The sensation from her breasts made my mother tremble, and her lower body thrust faster, the scrotum of my dark penis
pounding against my mother's perineum. The constantly contracting vaginal walls tightly enveloped the thick penis.
Even the electronically controlled penis couldn't withstand the intense pressure of my mother's vaginal walls,
succumbing to the conscious, relentless pounding of her vagina. An electric current emanated from the chip at the tip of the glans, traveling along the penis to the two testicles
. The scrotum began to contract rhythmically, and a warm, viscous fluid rushed along the inner walls,
finding its outlet at the urethral opening at the tip of the glans.
The heat spread into my mother's uterus, stimulating the vaginal walls, causing them to spasm like cramps. The black penis
brought her to the peak of orgasm, and she trembled like a flower petal in the wind.
"Amazing, amazing, nine minutes! That's a record-breaking time. Just one morning, truly a natural
beauty."
"Are you satisfied now? Can you stop the sphere's operation?" my mother asked weakly, looking at the mysterious man.
"Okay, see, I've cut the power. You can relax now. Clean up, I'm hanging up." The mysterious
man turned off the sphere and hung up the phone.
After catching her breath, my mother quickly pulled the penis out of her vagina and put it back in the box. She then put the box
in the cashier's drawer and locked it. She took out a few tissues and used them to plug her vagina to prevent the liquid inside from leaking out and staining her clothes.
After wiping the chair clean, she took her handbag and headed to the toilet to wash herself.
My mother walked quickly to the toilet, completely unaware that a figure was quietly creeping towards the cashier behind her.
Upon entering the restroom, my mother quickly lifted her skirt, held the hem, and squatted down,
squeezing out the fluid remaining inside her vagina. She then carefully cleaned the inner walls and opening of her vagina with a wet wipe. The fluid on the floor looked remarkably
like semen, almost identical. Could it be that the mysterious man had added his own semen to the dildo
? Wouldn't that mean he had ejaculated inside my mother?
After cleaning her genitals, my mother went to the mirror, took out her makeup kit, and touched up her smudged
makeup. Soon, a flawless makeup look concealed her previous fatigue, and she once again resembled a noble and glamorous
lady.
Not daring to linger, my mother straightened her clothes and emerged from the restroom. Having just achieved satisfaction, she looked
radiant. The relief from worrying about her genitals and the pleasure of fulfilled desire made
her temporarily forget the humiliation she had recently suffered. My mother's unusually good mood made
her steps lighter as she walked towards the cashier. But as she stepped onto the counter, her eyes fell on the table, and the slight smile
froze on her face.
There were several photos on the table. The first was of my mother, disheveled, carrying high heels and bare feet in stockings,
running awkwardly out of a public restroom. The second was of a large puddle of bodily fluid on the floor of a toilet stall, along with my mother's discarded stockings
and underwear. The third was of a man holding the pair of stockings and lace thong my mother had thrown away
. Next to it was a note that read, "I know about your time in the public restroom. If you see this note, come
find me in the alley behind the restaurant, or you'll face the consequences!"
My mother slumped into a chair, holding the photos, her throat dry and her limbs weak. The secret buried deep in her heart
had been discovered, and my mother was momentarily at a loss. She clutched the photos tightly in her hands,
crumpling them into a ball until her knuckles turned white.
Angrily stuffing the crumpled photo into her handbag, she hurried towards the restaurant's back door. Opening the back door
, she stepped inside; this was the back alley. Because it was a dead end, almost no one except restaurant staff usually
came in. My mother turned around, closed the back door, and then took out her key to lock it to prevent staff from entering. Just as she locked
the door and hadn't even turned around, a man grabbed her from behind—it was Uncle Da! Startled by the sudden attack, my mother
was about to scream when Uncle Da covered her mouth with his hand.
"Don't scream if you don't want your secret exposed. I'm the one who told you to come to the back alley. Now I'm letting go of your mouth.
If you scream again, I'll post your photo online," Uncle Da whispered in my mother's ear, then released her...
He removed the hand covering my mother's mouth.
My mother was terrified by Uncle Da's words, completely flustered and unsure how to react. Uncle Da
wrapped his arms around my mother's waist from behind, his lower body rubbing against her through her skirt.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Uncle Da's genitals were visible, a bulge constantly hitting my mother's buttocks,
accompanied by cries.
This action brought my mother back to her senses, and she began to struggle.
"Let me go! How could you do this?" But my mother, who had just been "trained" by the mysterious man
, was weak and unable to break free from Uncle Da's embrace.
"With such a beautiful woman in my arms, how can I resist?" Uncle Da's hands moved upwards, grasping
my mother's high breasts through her clothes.
"Let go of my hands! Don't touch me! Ah...it hurts!" My mother felt pain from Uncle Da's grip
, but fearing the people in the restaurant would hear, she only dared to mutter softly. With a voice somewhat resembling that of Lin Chi-ling
, it didn't sound like anger at all, but rather like a coquettish plea.
"Wow, it feels different when you grab it from behind, it feels especially big and firm." Uncle Da grabbed my mother's large
breasts, enjoying their firmness.
"Let go! Don't grab me! I'm going to scream!" My mother kept resisting.
At this moment, perhaps annoyed by my mother's resistance, Uncle Da took out a plastic bag from his pocket and held it in
front of my mother. Inside were the black stockings and lace thong that my mother had taken off and discarded in the public restroom that day.
"Do you want the people at your restaurant to see these things? Or do you want your husband to see
the photos of you having sex in the public restroom?"
"No...no."
"Then don't move around. Don't worry, I'll make you feel good." After saying that, Uncle Da pressed his head against my mother
's face and stuck out his tongue to lick my mother's ears, face, and neck, occasionally sucking on my mother's earlobe
.
"No... ah... it's so... itchy, stop licking, I can't take it!" My mother's body
was still in a sensitive state. Her face flushed instantly, her nipples began to harden, and her uterus started working again
, throbbing and producing vaginal fluid.
Uncle Da used three methods simultaneously: sucking and licking my mother's earlobe, kneading her breasts with one
hand, and reaching down to pull off her underwear with the other.
"This is the back alley of the restaurant! What if someone sees us? Don't take it off!" My mother
pleaded, desperately pressing down on Uncle Da's hand reaching down to her genitals. "What are you afraid of? Look how dark this alley is, it's a dead end. No one will come in. You 　　locked
the restaurant door , no one will find out." Uncle Da had already unzipped his pants and 　　taken out a dark, hard penis. 　　"Ah...no, not here. At most...at most I'll use my mouth to get it out for you." 　　"Oh, okay, let's collect some interest first." 　　Uncle Da released my mother, leaned against the large trash can in the back alley of the restaurant, and 　　said while swaying his penis, "Come on, come on, it's time to eat, hurry up and kneel down." He called my mother like he was calling a female dog 　　. 　　"It's so dirty, find something to put on it." My mother walked over and said, looking at the filthy ground. 　　"What a hassle, is this okay?" Uncle Da spread his coat on the ground. 　　My mother knelt on Uncle Da's coat, frowning at his dirty penis, which smelled of urine. 　　The ugly glans had swollen into a dark purple color, and the veins on the penis were bulging, tangled like tree roots around the thick, short 　　shaft. 　　But my mother had no choice, she could only resignedly reach out and grab Uncle Da's penis, trying to put it in her mouth. 　　"You can't use your hands, you can only use your mouth." 　　My mother had no choice but to take Uncle Da's glans into her mouth and slowly begin to stroke it. First, she took his penis into her mouth to get used 　　to its size and smell, then slowly spat it out, sticking out her tongue to gently lick the glans, 　　cleaning the coronal sulcus thoroughly. 　　Uncle Da watched as his usually aloof goddess knelt before him, obediently using her mouth to clean his 　　filthy penis, which had been hidden in his pants all day and hadn't been washed. The sight of my mother frowning as she sucked on the foreign object in her mouth 　　excited Uncle Da immensely, stimulating his urethra to secrete pre-ejaculate. 　　My mother, with the penis in her mouth, sucked it from the glans all the way down to her throat, and you could see Uncle Da's glans bouncing from her throat 　　. With Uncle Da's penis stuffed in her mouth, my mother couldn't swallow her saliva. It could only flow down from her lips 　　, dripping onto her snow-white breasts, making them glisten with a moist sheen. 　　"Ugh...ugh...ugh..." My mother seemed to be struggling, until she was almost out of breath, then she looked up and 　　let out a soft "ugh" as she spat out the penis from her mouth. A strand of glistening saliva still connected her small 　　mouth to Uncle Da's penis. 　　Watching my mother kneel on the ground in a dimly lit alley, like a lowly streetwalker, 　　wholeheartedly serving a lewd middle-aged man with her mouth, her red lips diligently swallowing and spitting out his ugly, filthy penis, I was 　　indescribably excited. 　　Just as my mother caught her breath, Uncle Da pulled her back to his penis and ordered her to lick his scrotum 　　. My mother gently traced the tip of her tongue across his scrotum, stimulating Uncle Da as if he were being electrocuted, a tingling pleasure 　　shooting up from his tailbone. My mother also took turns sucking his testicles into her mouth, massaging them with her tongue, praying 　　that he would ejaculate quickly and end this nightmare. 　　Uncle Da gripped his penis and stroked it, enjoying the pleasure of my mother's sucking and licking. Looking at my mother's beautiful face, adorned with exquisite makeup 　　, Uncle Da humiliated her by slapping his penis across her face. 　　My mother could only close her eyes, sucking and licking his genitals while enduring the slaps of his penis. Uncle Da grinned as he watched my 　　mother being humiliated like a prostitute. 　　"What a natural slut, so good at serving men. Come on, let me play with your fat tits." 　　After playing with his penis and slapping her face, Uncle Da demanded that my mother expose her breasts. 　　My mother pulled up the two straps around her neck with her hands, untying the knots. Pulling down her top, 　　my mother's breasts, clad in a black sheer bra, were fully exposed. A pair of firm, 36F breasts, completely...

Her breasts had the relaxed, sagging look typical of women who have given birth, with two large, round orbs forming a deep
cleavage.
"You were acting like a virtuous woman just now, but underneath you're wearing the kind of underwear only a whore would wear." He then
pulled my mother's breasts out of her bra. Uncle Da's rough, dark hands made her breasts appear
even whiter and smoother.
"Damn, I didn't expect them to still be so big even out of the bra. Help me squeeze them." Uncle Da pressed my mother's two
large breasts together and inserted his penis between them, his penis moving in and out of the two soft orbs.
As Uncle Da thrust his penis upwards, he pressed my mother's head down as much as possible, so that the glans could touch my
mother's lips.
"Like this, squeeze your breasts tightly with your hands, squeeze my penis so it doesn't fall out, that's it. Open
your mouth and take my glans in."
My mother's fingers tightly gripped her large breasts, squeezing Uncle Da's penis and sliding it up and down, her head lowered as she sucked
and licked the glans that kept coming. Under the relentless assault of my mother's double-pronged attack, Uncle Da couldn't help but hiss and
gasp with pleasure.
To distract himself, Uncle Da took off his right shoe, revealing a large hole in his sock
that exposed his big toe. He stretched his right foot towards my mother's genitals, only to be surprised to find no underwear in
the way.
"You slut, you don't even wear underwear. Hmm? No, it's open-crotch underwear! Haha, looks like you
're always ready to be fucked. Are you going to see that lover again today?"
My mother couldn't refute Uncle Da's humiliating words, after all, she had indeed swallowed the mysterious man
's semen at the cashier. She could only lower her head, diligently squeezing his penis between her breasts, while her tongue began to lick faster.
Under the onslaught of my mother's large breasts, Uncle Da also reached the peak of ecstasy.
A thick stream of white semen gushed from Uncle Da's glans, spraying onto my mother's chest and face,
some even landing in her eyes, making it difficult for her to open them.
Uncle Da took out his phone and snapped several close-up photos of my mother covered in semen.
Hearing the sound, my mother hurriedly wiped the semen from her eyes, opened them, and grabbed Uncle Da's hand.
"No...don't take pictures, why are you taking pictures again? Delete them quickly."
"I've already eaten your dick, what's a few pictures? Don't worry, this is for my private collection." Uncle Da quickly hid
the phone in his pocket.
Seeing that the deed was done, my mother could only hope that he really just wanted to keep it as a collection. She took out tissues from her bag and
silently sat on Uncle Da's coat to clean the semen off herself. Uncle Da stared greedily at my mother's high, white
breasts and her stockinged thighs peeking out from her slit as she knelt on the ground. As if suddenly remembering something, he
took out his phone again.
Seeing his actions, my mother quickly covered her chest and face with her hands, afraid he would take pictures again.
"Don't worry, this time I won't take pictures of your face. I'll only take pictures of your body. Come on, take off your bra, panties, and stockings
, I'm taking them. This time I'll only film you taking them off, not your face, don't worry." Uncle Da switched to camera
mode and pointed it at my mother's body. I don't know what he was planning, but my mother still hesitated and refused to lower her hands
.
"Hurry up, don't dawdle. I'll leave after I take the underwear
. It wouldn't be good if your restaurant staff came to the back door to throw away trash later."
Hearing this, my mother had no choice but to slowly lower her hands, confirming that he really was only pointing the camera at her body, before
unhooking and taking off her bra. Then she lifted her skirt and took off her open-crotch butterfly thong, and then
slowly pulled down her stockings from the top of her thighs. She handed the underwear, still warm from her body,
to Uncle Da, who took it and took a deep breath.
"Wow, smells so good!" Uncle Da's actions made my mom blush, and she quickly put on her clothes.
"Don't rush off. Put on these stockings, and don't take them off except when you're showering. I
'll come back for them later, and I'll check them." Uncle Da took out a pair of unopened light brown stockings, the very same
pair my mom was wearing when she came home. It turned out Uncle Da had given them to her. My mom took them without asking any questions, just silently put them on
and left. After my mom left, Uncle Da made a phone call, said a few words, and then left as well.
It turns out that so much had happened when I went to see Xiao Yi. While I was having sex with Aunt Chen, my mom
was also being played with. Sigh, this is really something. No wonder my mom's underwear was gone and her stockings were different when she came back today;
it was Uncle Da's doing.
"Knock knock," my mom knocked on my bedroom door. I turned off the computer screen and opened the door to let her in.
"I'm so tired, I'm not feeling well. I'll take a nap. Don't call me for dinner."
"Okay, I know."
My mom went back to her room in her pajamas and fell asleep almost immediately. Indeed, today's series of events
—being "trained" by the mysterious man and being played with by Uncle Da—left her physically and mentally exhausted. I went into my mom's bedroom and slightly lifted the blanket covering
her. Sure enough, she was still wearing those light brown stockings. She
was really obedient.
My mom was so tired that she hadn't even finished unpacking the mysterious man's suitcase, so I put it back in the closet. In the closet, I saw
a photo album, which I took back to my room to look through. I'd never seen photos of my mom when she was young before.
How come I'd never seen this album before?
It was full of photos of my mom when she was young, all taken before I was even born. In one photo, my mom was hugging
a man with cake all over his face. He looked familiar; it must be my dad when he was young. The next
photo... It seems to have been taken abroad. I took it out and looked at it closely, noticing a line of small print on the back: "Cecilea
Fenging in Chicago." Hmm? My mom and dad lived abroad? My mom
even has an English name, Cecilia? I've never heard them mention it before.
I went back to my computer, opened Google, and typed "Cecilea Fenging in Chicago"
into it. I saw many results, all useless information. Hmm? This
website called "The Uglife" seems somewhat useful.
It's a website about Black gangster culture, filled with all sorts of violent and pornographic content. But this website...
An old post mentioned the keyword "Ceciliafeng". The title
was "gangbangasianbigitsbitch". Clicking on it led to a
video interface with a text description: "My two henchmen and I were driving around aimlessly when we saw an
Asian bitch daring to walk her big ass around my territory in the middle of the night. Damn, that bitch's ass is so fat,
it got my dick hard. I pulled up next to her, and my two henchmen immediately grabbed her and put her
in the car. I quickly drove home and fucked her hard. From the ID they found on her,
this bitch's name is Ceciliafeng, and she's a student. Ha! This is the first time I've encountered such an easy bitch to fuck
, enjoy the video engineer, yo!"
Could it be that my mother was already gang-raped by black men abroad? "This can't be real, right?" I quickly opened the video and started
playing it. Because of its age, long videos couldn't be uploaded back then, so this one was edited and
only a few minutes long.
The first scene showed three black men dragging an Asian woman by the hair onto a mattress.
Then they took turns slapping her until she agreed to suck their large penises. Next, the woman knelt on the ground,
holding a thick, long, dark penis in one hand and stroking it back and forth, while swallowing a third penis in her mouth. The woman could only passively
kneel on the ground, being pulled by the hair and dragged around, sometimes swallowing the penis, sometimes stroking it.
In a flash, the black men thrust their penises into the woman's two vaginas, one in front and one behind. The Asian woman was like a
piece of plump, white flesh sandwiched between two black men, the thick black penises thrusting in from both ends, and the woman let out a painful
scream. The last scene showed three black men surrounding a woman, forcing her to make a V-
sign with her hands in front of the camera. Her fleshy body was covered in semen, glistening with a lewd sheen, and her ID was placed on her stomach
.
But the video was too blurry, and all four of them had their faces blurred;
I couldn't tell if the woman was my mother. What to do? Then I remembered Dog Brother. He said
maybe there was software that could remove the added blurring from the video.
I quickly drove to the parking lot from last time and anxiously pounded on the car door.
"Dog Brother? Are you there? Dog Brother? It's me, Xiao Wei, I need to talk to you."
"Oh, it's you. What brings you here today?" Dog Brother, looking disheveled, opened the container door.
"I wanted to ask if you have any software that can remove video mosaics."
"You've come to the right person. I was recently commissioned to develop some new software, and one of its functions is
to remove video mosaics."
"Really? It really can remove them?"
"Of course, it can do more than just remove them. It can also modify the video content. Look, I've
switched the characters in this video." Dog Brother said, playing a video.
The video showed Scarlett Johansson being raped by a black man; the actions, expressions, and demeanor were all very
natural and vivid.
"This was actually faked? It looks like there's not a single trace of modification."
"Impressive, right? Just load some video and audio data of the character you want to switch into the software, and this
software can analyze that data and automatically modify the video you want to change. No one can tell it's fake
."
I quickly plugged my USB drive into Dog Brother's computer.
"Copy this software for me, I need it urgently."
Dog Brother slapped my head and said, "Are you trying to kill yourself? How can you just plug a USB drive into my computer like that
? What if it gets a virus?"
"Oh dear, how could my USB drive have a virus? Hurry up and copy it, I'm really in a hurry."
"You little brat, don't do it again." Dog Brother still copied the software for me. I took the USB drive
and ran home without even saying thank you.
I hurriedly opened the software and loaded the video to decode it. Dog Brother was right, this software
is really powerful. After decoding, the mosaic disappeared. I quickly dragged the video to a close-up of the woman's face.
"Phew," I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness it wasn't my mother. It was just an unfamiliar Asian woman, who also
shared the same name as my mother, Cecilia Feng.
I suddenly remembered another function Dog Brother had mentioned, so I dragged the mouse to load my mother's video and
audio data into the software and switched the Asian woman to look like my mother. While masturbating, I
edited the scene of my mother being gang-raped by black men in the video. Finally, I ejaculated onto
the image of my mother making a V-sign, her body covered in semen…
(To be continued)
I feel like so few people are reading this; there are only a few replies. I've been feeling a bit disheartened lately, lacking
motivation. Uncle Da is a character I added temporarily because I changed the original plot. I'll explain why and how I changed
it in the next chapter. This character probably won't appear much.
PS.2: The scene of my mother playing with a dildo was inspired by Brandi Love's "Desperate for
V-Day Dick," a Brazzers film. Those interested can look it up. As for
the later scene of my mother being gang-raped by black men, it was inspired by an old
video I saw on a forum where several black men gang-raped an Asian woman. The content of that video was similar to the scene I wrote, but unfortunately, I
can't find it anymore; it was made in Europe and America. However, those who are interested can check out the catalogs starting with "bdd"; those "Black Giant Mara vs" videos
can be considered alternatives.

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