I dedicated my mother to the bureau chief.

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Posted on the forum on March 11, 2015
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Early in the morning, a car was driving on its way to the XXX Bureau. There were two people in the car, an older man and a younger man. The
middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and tie, looked very formal in the back seat, while the young man driving him
was dressed much more casually.
"Xiao Zhang, you've been driving for me for more than half a year now, haven't you?" the middle-aged man in the back seat suddenly asked.
"Thanks to Director Yang, it's been almost a year," the young man replied.
"So fast, almost a year already! Keep up the good work, I'll promote you when you get back," the middle-aged man couldn't help
but exclaim.
"Thank you, leader, I will definitely live up to your expectations," the young man said excitedly.
The car continued speeding along the road. The middle-aged man inside seemed to suddenly remember something and sighed
.
"Director Yang, you seem to have something on your mind. Could you tell me?" the young man asked.
"Xiao Zhang, you've been with me for so long, don't you know me? What could it be? Women, of course.
" "Women? Director Yang, you have so many women around you, why are you worried about women?" "
The situation outside is so tense lately. It's not safe to keep playing around with prostitutes; it's not a long-term solution. If
I could find a woman I like and keep her at home to play with every day, wouldn't that be the greatest joy in life?"
This Director Yang was clearly a womanizer, an expert at playing with women, and
he only liked mature women. As his driver, how could I not know my boss's preferences? I thought to myself: My chance has come! If I could
get my mother to become Director Yang's wife, wouldn't my rise to power be just around the corner?
Thinking this through, I replied, "So, you mean you're looking to settle down with a decent woman?"
"Pretty much, pretty much. What, do you have a suitable candidate?" Director Yang asked cheerfully.
"I do have a candidate, but I can't guarantee you'll be satisfied. I have a picture here for you to see,"
I said, pulling up a picture on my phone and extending it to the director.
The director took the phone, carefully examining the picture, his expression very satisfied, repeatedly saying,
"Good, good, good."
He hurriedly asked, "Who is this woman to you?"
"She's my mother. Ever since my father ran off with a vixen 10 years ago, she's been
raising me all alone," I replied.
"Your mother is so charming, and she hasn't remarried all these years. Can I even be with her now?
It's such a waste not to be able to enjoy such a beautiful woman!" The director was overjoyed.
"What are you afraid of? I'm here for you. I have to repay your kindness."
"Good lad, if this works out, we can get married! You'll be set for life!"
After getting home, my mother had already prepared dinner and was waiting for me. Speaking of my mother, although she's nearly 50, she
still possesses a unique beauty. Her skin is still smooth and supple, and her breasts are like two big apples
—she exudes endless charm and would surely captivate countless men on the street. During dinner, I casually mentioned
this to my mother. At first, she was firmly against it, but after I made up a lie to scare her, she finally agreed to meet me first, and we'd see
if it worked out. I thought to myself: Let's do this for now and see what happens. After dinner, I quickly told the director the good news.
The next day, after work, the director and I went to the restaurant we had agreed to meet. My mother was already
waiting at the door, and I introduced us to each other. I stole glances and saw the director's eyes constantly lingering
on my mother's figure. During the meal, the director chatted endlessly, constantly inquiring about our family situation, even saying he'd
help me get a job and a new apartment. My mother, unable to refuse his hospitality, had no choice but to drink glass after glass with him. The director
was known throughout the bureau for his incredible drinking capacity, while my mother was already half-drunk. Seeing that the time was right
, I paid the bill
and gave Director Yang a wink, saying, "My mother is so drunk, I can't get her upstairs by myself."
Director Yang understood, "Then I'll help you take your mother up."
He opened the door and led my mother straight to the inner room, placing her on the large bed. Then he came out and said to me,
"Kid, you've done a great job today. Tonight is my and your mother's wedding night."
"Then I'll have to change how I address you tomorrow. I won't bother you any longer," I said, and the two of them laughed, turning and going
back to their respective rooms.
I went back to my room and quickly turned on my computer. Ever since I discovered my mother's masturbation habit one night, I bought
a set of all-around miniature cameras and listening devices, allowing me to monitor her inner room completely without blind spots
.
I opened the program, and the actions of Director Yang and my mother were already displayed before my eyes. Director Yang quickly took
off his shirt, straddled my mother, and kissed her neck and lips. With one hand, he quickly unbuttoned
my mother's shirt, revealing her breasts, which were still covered by her bra. My mother tried to resist,
but she had drunk too much and was powerless, completely at Director Yang's mercy. Director Yang made my mother sit up
, then hugged her from behind, allowing his hands to freely knead her breasts. While his right hand
kneaded her breasts, his left hand gripped my mother's chin, forcibly turning her head before giving her a deep kiss that lasted three minutes.
Seeing this, my penis became very hard, and I thought to myself: "No wonder he's an old hand at playing with women."
Next, Director Yang reached into my mother's open blouse, pinched her nipples, and pulled her breasts directly out of her bra
, kneading and squeezing them repeatedly. My mother hadn't been with a man for ten years, and she couldn't
withstand such torment, letting out moans. Her nipples became as hard as grapes.
Seeing that he was almost there, Director Yang pressed my mother down on the bed, sucking on her nipples incessantly, his hands also busy
reaching for her panties, his fingers roaming over them. My mother's moans grew louder and louder.
Director Yang deftly flipped her over, lifted her skirt, grabbed the ends of her panties, and skillfully
pulled them down. He touched them, then whispered in my mother's ear, "Little slut, you're already so wet. Today you..."
"Husband, I'm going to love you properly now."
Hearing this, my mother's areolas flushed slightly, and her nipples became even firmer. "You really are a slut," Director Yang
laughed. Director Yang leaned down, parted my mother's labia majora with two fingers, and saw that her vulva was like a clam,
with a "pearl" atop the bright red flesh. "This slut's vulva is even red! I've really gotten a great deal!"
He began to lick her wildly, making my mother's juices flow freely. "Ah...ah...no, it's dirty," my mother pleaded.
Director Yang didn't answer, but instead increased his speed. My mother gripped the sheets tightly, "Ah...ah...I'm losing it, I'm losing it!"
She had actually been brought to orgasm by a strange man. Director Yang was still not satisfied, so he put two fingers into my mother's vagina
and kept fiddling with them, his thumb teasing her clitoris. As my mother's moans grew louder, I knew
she had an orgasm; this time, she even squirted, her vaginal fluid spraying all over Director Yang's hand. "You slut, you've been enjoying yourself for
so long, it's time to let me have my turn," he said, pulling down his pants and underwear.
After all this, my mother was mostly sober, and now only her
desires as a woman occupied her mind. Facing Director Yang's penis, which was as thick as a baby's arm, she didn't hesitate at all, opening
her mouth and swallowing it whole.
"Good girl, use your lips to pull back the foreskin of my big penis, let my big glans show,
take good care of it, and you'll feel good later."
"So obedient, ah..." So good, his tongue swirled around the glans, yes, just like that. " Come lick my penis, ah,
that's amazing!"
My mom knelt in front of his penis and sucked on it with her mouth, like a little girl receiving an incredibly delicious lollipop
. I was also mesmerized, and my penis was already getting excited and about to ejaculate under this stimulation
.
Just then, Director Yang suddenly pulled his big penis out of my mom's mouth. "If the little beauty still wants more,
say something nice." At this moment, my mom had completely turned into a bitch in heat, completely disregarding
any sense of propriety or shame. "Give me your big penis, I can't hold back anymore." Director Yang pushed my mom
down onto the bed, rubbing his big penis back and forth on my mom's labia with one hand, but he wouldn't go in.
My mother couldn't take it anymore and begged, "Old Yang, give it to me quickly, husband, give me your big cock!" "Tell me
, how do I give you my husband's big cock?" "Give it to me, give it to me, fuck my pussy!" "My big cock
never fucks pussy, it only fucks sluts," Director Yang teased as he continued to seduce
his already lustful mother on the bed with his big cock. "I am a slut, I am a slut, give it to me!" Before my
mother could finish speaking, Director Yang straightened up and thrust his entire thick, dark cock, as thick as a baby's arm, was already
inside my mother.
My mother was completely unprepared for this sudden insertion, screamed, and almost fainted from pleasure. I
saw the whole process through the camera. The moment Director Yang
's big cock entered, my mother's vaginal fluid gushed out like water overflowing from a bathtub, flowing over her anus and soaking the sheets. I
couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty, it's true!" Even my usually dignified and elegant mother
had turned into a lustful beast obsessed with sex.
By this time, Director Yang had already thrust dozens of times, but my mother's wetness hadn't subsided; the sheets were already half-soaked
. "You slut, next time I'll bring a few bottles and fill them with your juices, then sell them outside. I'm sure I can
get a good price. What do you say, my 'supplier'?" My mother, lost in passion, was only enjoying
the pleasure the man in front of her was giving her and didn't care what he was saying. She casually replied, "Okay,
okay, I'm the supplier." Hearing this, Director Yang's lust was aroused. He flipped my mother over, lifted her buttocks, and turned her into
a doggy style position. "Baby, today I'll let you taste my best skill." He said, increasing the speed of his thrusts,
penetrating my mother's flower core with each stroke. My mother was already in ecstasy, "I'm coming, I'm coming." Director Yang felt a heat on his glans,
knowing that this slut had orgasmed again.
After my mother's orgasm, she was so weak she was practically lying on the bed, her buttocks raised as Director Yang played with her.
Director Yang, feeling he was almost there too, thrust in hard two or three times. My mother, sensing he was about to ejaculate
, cried out, "Don't ejaculate inside! Don't ejaculate inside!" Director Yang ignored her cries, thinking, "If you were pregnant, that would be even better;
it would be more convenient to play with you then." Without lifting his head, he felt a tightness in his groin, his hands gripping my mother's buttocks
, and he didn't move. I saw his scrotum twitching; I knew he had ejaculated.
He maintained this position for over 30 seconds before
pulling his penis out of my mother's vagina. Director Yang looked at his limp penis, covered in a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, and his expression was one of great
satisfaction. My mother was completely limp and lifeless. "Baby, look how
dirty your cunt is of my big cock. You're responsible for cleaning it up." Ignoring my mother's protests, he plopped down on her
face and forcefully shoved his sticky penis into her mouth. Then, he leaned forward and started a
69 position, man on top. My mother could only make "ooh" sounds with his penis in her mouth. Director Yang played with
my mother's clitoris while watching his semen slowly flow from her vagina, mixed with her vaginal fluid. Director Yang
reached into my mother's vagina and scooped some semen, holding it to her mouth. "Baby, you must be exhausted. Have
something to eat. We're still going strong tonight," he said with a lewd grin.
Having already ejaculated several times, my head was spinning and my limbs were weak. I turned on the automatic recording function , turned off
the monitor, and went to bed. I felt the sounds of sex from next door never stopped in my sleep.
I almost overslept when I got up for work this morning. I hurriedly dressed and left the house, just in time to run into Director Yang coming out of my mother's room
. The two of them quickly drove to the bureau. On the way, Director Yang told me that he had barely slept all night,
having played with my mother all night, ejaculating eight or nine times—he'd used every possible spot—and
told me to buy my mother some anti-inflammatory medicine. Then he fell into a deep sleep in the car. I drove alone, thinking:
what kind of state had my mother been in? Why did she need anti-inflammatory medicine? It seems the answers will only be revealed when
I get back and check the computer records.
(The End)

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