[Mother Ren Ling]

Pipi Xia invited me to post this article.
Author: Yu Zifeng.
Posted on the forum on August 8, 2017.
Word count: 41369.
This
is a true story that happened to my mother. Although it seems absurd, it truly happened.
Various human actions and coincidences gradually propelled the events forward, eventually leading to an irreversible reality… My name is Wang
Bin. I was born in a small city in northern China. My father was an employee of a state-owned factory, and my mother also
worked in the factory's logistics department. In 1990, they quickly fell in love and married through an introduction, and
I was born a year later. Life wasn't particularly good, but at that time, a dual-income family was considered upper-middle class.
Although my father wasn't particularly capable, he was kind and honest by nature, and had a very good temper. I've rarely seen him lose his temper since I was a child.
It was my mother… She has a strong personality and is unwilling to lag behind others in anything. From the time I started
elementary school, she disciplined me strictly, and I would always be beaten and scolded after making a mistake.
My mother's family is from a rural area far from the city. She has two siblings. My mother's name is Ren Ling, and she is the second
oldest. My uncle, Ren Wei, is the youngest, and my aunt, Ren Jie, is the eldest. Because the family was poor at the time, it was impossible to support three
children's education at the same time. So, my aunt dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school and stayed home to farm. Later, in order to support my uncle and mother's
education, she married before she was 17 to pay her dowry. After marriage, she continued to take
money from her own family to give to her own family until my uncle and mother got married and established their own careers. It can be said that my uncle and mother had great
respect and gratitude for my aunt.
During summer vacation in 1999, my mother took me back to the countryside to celebrate my aunt's birthday. Everything that followed started
because of that trip. My aunt lived in a town not far from my maternal grandmother's house. She had a son and a daughter. Besides farming,
she also ran a small general store, with my uncle handling the purchasing and her managing the business. They lived a very
comfortable life. My aunt was a little over two years older than my mother, and it was her 32nd birthday.
When my mother and I arrived at my aunt's house that day, quite a few relatives had already arrived, including a few who weren't very familiar with my uncle's side of the family.
After greeting them all, I went to find... My cousins, Zhang Haifeng and Zhang Huihui, were playing together. My aunt married young,
and my cousin was already 14, more than six years older than me. He was the leader of the group of cousins. Whenever we
got together, he would lead us to play wildly all over the place.
I don't remember the specific details of that day, only that I played with
various toys in the small shop in front of my aunt's house. Then, at noon, we ate lunch, sitting at two tables. Relatives gathered together, and of course, there was
endless talking and drinking. As a child, I was extremely impatient with this kind of scene and had absolutely no interest
in listening. Those trivial family squabbles...
While we were eating, somehow a group of relatives started making a ruckus. I hadn't heard their conversation and didn't quite understand
what was going on, but I saw my mother, her face slightly flushed, stand up and pour my uncle a glass of wine. Then she picked up her own
glass, crossed her arms with my uncle, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, they both tilted their heads back and drank it down in one gulp, drawing applause
. Even many years later, I still clearly remember that scene:
my mother, whom I had always deeply respected, drinking a cross-cup of wine with my uncle, whose face was covered in yellow dust, amidst the laughter and cheers of the crowd. Although at the time...
I was still quite young and didn't understand much, but I still felt very sad.
After dinner, my uncle drove his tractor to take the relatives home. I had been wanting to ride the tractor,
so I went with him. My mother couldn't hold her liquor and got a little tipsy. She gave me a few instructions and then went
to rest in the west room of my aunt's house. By the time we had taken all the relatives home, it was almost evening. However, when we got back to my aunt's house, I
found that besides my aunt minding the shop, my cousins weren't home. Only my mother was sitting in the west room with a livid face.
She didn't acknowledge me when she saw me, her eyes staring blankly, lost in thought. It wasn't until my aunt... After my husband parked the tractor in
the yard and went inside, my mother went out to say a few words to him, and seemed to have regained some of her composure.
When my aunt came in after closing the shop door, I asked my cousins where they had been. She said my cousin had gone to
deliver some lunch to her grandfather, and my cousin had gone with her. I didn't think much of it. Around 8 o'clock,
my cousins returned with flashlights.
When my mother saw my cousin, she said she had a headache from drinking at noon and wanted to go to bed early. But my aunt wouldn't allow it,
insisting she eat dinner first. My mother always listened to my aunt, so she had to eat with them. I had dinner with my mother.
After dinner, my aunt noticed that my mother seemed unwell and absent-minded, so she didn't try to talk to her anymore and just
let her go to sleep. The next morning, my mother declined my aunt's repeated requests to stay and took me home by bus
.
It wasn't until years later that I learned that on that very afternoon, my lustful cousin, while my aunt was at the shop and
my cousin, uncle, and I were not home, raped my mother while she was sleeping in the west room. My mother was completely unable to resist
; by the time she realized what was happening, she found herself tightly bound to the bed, her mouth gagged with a cloth, and
could only helplessly... She endured this beast's violation of her.
As for why her mother didn't speak out afterward, the reason is simple. Her cousin said he would commit suicide if she told anyone
. Although her mother wanted to kill that beast immediately, she had to consider her aunt's feelings.
As a mother herself, she knew how heartbroken her aunt would be if her cousin died. Moreover, if her aunt knew about
her son's shameful act, she probably wouldn't be able to live with herself. Her mother had always felt she owed her aunt too
much, and the thought of her aunt's devastated expression after learning the truth was unbearable. Ultimately, she forced herself to remain silent towards her cousin
. My brother swallowed his resentment and grievances.
After that, my mother didn't visit my aunt's house for six months, a period she had never
experienced before. My aunt visited twice during that time, complaining that my mother didn't remember her older sister. My mother
could only smile and say she was too busy with work. It wasn't until almost Chinese New Year that she finally couldn't avoid it anymore and went to my aunt's house.
She originally planned to take my father and me with her, but coincidentally, his workshop started its shift work and he couldn't
go, so she had to take me instead. I didn't want to go in the first place because my aunt's house is too cold in winter, and when I heard my father couldn't go...
She quickly asked to stay home and not go. My mother had no choice; she had already made arrangements with my aunt's family, so she had to
go alone.
When she arrived at my aunt's house, she found only my aunt and cousin at home, and a sense of unease crept in. But since she
was already there, she could only force a smile and exchange pleasantries with my aunt. She learned that my uncle had gone to another city to buy goods, and my
cousin had gone to visit her uncle's sister.
Things happened so coincidentally, as if fate was creating an opportunity for my cousin. My mother, however, could only helplessly
offer herself up. At noon, my mother nervously ate lunch with my aunt, after which my aunt went to the front hall to relieve my cousin
. Seeing my cousin silently return, my mother naively thought that since it was broad daylight and she
hadn't drunk herself to sleep like last time, her nephew wouldn't dare do anything to her. Unfortunately, she underestimated his
audacity.
My cousin silently closed the door when he came out of the front hall. The mother panicked at the sight and shouted,
"Haifeng, why are you closing the door?" Before she finished speaking, her cousin rushed to her side, covering
her mouth with one hand and dragging her into the west room with the other.
The mother, just 30 and pampered in her work unit after marriage, was no
match for the 15-year-old rural boy. She was staggered and dragged into the room and pinned to the bed. Her cousin used the same trick
, first gagging her with a cloth, then reaching to undo her belt. Unexpectedly, the mother suddenly exerted force, almost
pushing him away. He quickly pressed her down firmly with both hands to prevent her from struggling. This close entanglement,
combined with the faint scent of her cosmetics, further fueled his desire. Unable to go any further, he could only
pant and kiss her beautiful face haphazardly. The mother shook her head, avoiding these disgusting actions,
whimpering incessantly.
The two remained locked in a stalemate for a while. The cousin sensed his mother was running out of strength and reached for her belt again
. This time, her struggles were significantly weaker, no longer enough to push him away.
After he pulled her pants, long underwear, and underpants down to her thighs, his mother stopped her feeble struggles, completely giving up resistance
. She turned her head to the inside of the bed and remained motionless, like a corpse. At that moment, she only hoped to finish quickly and
end this painful and humiliating situation.
Although the cousin didn't know his mother had given up hope, seeing her stop moving, he quickly pulled down his pants, excitedly pulled
out his penis, and thrust it into his mother's vagina. After a few dozen haphazard thrusts, he ejaculated profusely,
shooting thick semen all into his mother's vagina.
After ejaculating, the cousin's previous frenzied lust gradually subsided. He felt a lingering fear and didn't know how to end things,
so like last time, he pulled up his pants and left. Only after he left did Mother regain some vitality. She tore the gag from her mouth,
wiped herself a few times with toilet paper, pulled up her pants, straightened the messy sheets, and walked out blankly
.
Mother forced a smile and chatted with her aunt for the rest of the afternoon. Although she repeatedly refused to stay
the night, seeing that her older sister was clearly angry at the end, she dared not refuse again. After all, it had been half a year since her last visit,
and it would really hurt her aunt's feelings if she didn't stay another night. Looking at her unsuspecting sister and her seemingly kind but actually beastly
nephew, Mother felt unbearable pain. It
was past ten o'clock at night when her aunt finally stopped nagging, brought Mother hot water to wash up, made her bed and
covered her with a blanket in the west room, before going back to her own room to sleep. Mother lay on the bed with mixed feelings.
How could such a kind and virtuous older sister have such a wicked son? And she herself owed her sister so much
. She simply couldn't bring herself to tell her what had happened.
Just as Mother was suffering in agony, she suddenly heard her bedroom door open, and within seconds,
a figure darted in. Although Mother had guessed that tonight wouldn't be peaceful, she hadn't expected him to come so
quickly. Judging from the noise, her aunt had only just fallen asleep. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, she dared not disturb her aunt,
and to lessen her humiliation, she could only lie quietly in bed, pretending to be asleep.
Her cousin, having hastily had sex with her that afternoon, became increasingly aroused. Seeing that Mother hadn't dared
to speak out after raping her twice, he had already figured out her weakness—that she wouldn't tell for her aunt's sake.
He couldn't wait for such a good opportunity tonight. Hearing that everyone was going to sleep, he couldn't suppress his desire and ran to Mother's
room, groping in the dark to pull back her blankets and slip inside. Once in bed, he greedily caressed
and kneaded Mother's body. Seeing that she was still pretending to be asleep, he felt even more confident in his ability to control her. He was too lazy to speak,
only wanting to vent his desires. After masturbating for a while, my cousin pulled down my mother's panties and held them up
to the moonlight. He'd never seen lace panties before, which aroused him even more. He thought to himself, "City
women are different. Not only is their skin smooth and delicate, but they also have a wonderful fragrance, and even their panties are so sexy."
My mother, with her eyes slightly closed, saw her nephew admiring her panties and felt utterly ashamed and resentful. If it weren't for
the darkness in the room, you could see her pretty face was flushed red, all the way to the back of her ears.
After all, the main purpose tonight wasn't to admire underwear; even the sexiest lace panties couldn't compare to
the sexiness of my mother's body. My cousin watched for a while, then tossed the lace panties aside. He didn't know anything about foreplay; he guided
his penis to her vulva and excitedly thrust it in. As he entered, my mother frowned and let out a soft moan, then
fell silent. My cousin, already aroused, didn't notice these details; he only wanted his
rock-hard penis to feel good, and my mother's tight, hot vagina was his sacred place of pleasure, as if countless
suction cups were gripping his large penis. My cousin, panting heavily, slowly and powerfully
thrust in and out of my mother. My mother frowned, silently enduring his thrusts until he ejaculated, at which point she let out a long
sigh of relief.
Even after ejaculating, my cousin seemed unsatisfied; his limp penis remained inside my mother's vagina, showing
no sign of stopping. My mother grew anxious; she was afraid that if she didn't quickly clean the semen from her vagina, it would
leave stains on the sheets.
Although she didn't want to break her act of pretending to be asleep, the thought of the terrifying consequences of her aunt finding out the next day made her hesitate.
She pushed her nephew off her, wiped herself clean with toilet paper, and tore off several more sheets to pad herself. Seeing her cousin's
satisfied, smug look, she was instantly enraged and gritted her teeth, saying, "I did this for Mom, otherwise I would have
killed you."
Her cousin was startled by her sudden anger. Although he could be incredibly lewd when driven by lust, he
was still very afraid after ejaculating, after all, he was only 17. This was the first time he had ever seen his mother angry. Previously,
because of his aunt, his mother had been very kind and gentle to him. Now, her sudden display of her
stern side was quite intimidating.
Her cousin was embarrassed and at a loss, his hands, which had been roaming freely over her body, no longer knowing where to go
. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze. Seeing that she had seemingly subdued him, her mother felt slightly relieved and coldly said,
"Aren't you done? Get out of here!" Only then
did my cousin muster his courage and tentatively say, "I want to do it again."
My mother, looking disgusted, lay back down on the bed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Seeing this, my cousin knew his mother
had given in, but this time he didn't dare to grope her so brazenly, nor did he dare to continue kissing her like before
. He simply pressed down on his mother and began mechanically thrusting again. As his desire intensified and his sperm
surged once more, my cousin tentatively began to knead his mother's body. Seeing that she didn't move and didn't object
, he began to knead her more vigorously, his rough lips once again kissing his mother's fair, cold face.
This time, my cousin's stamina was excellent; he thrust continuously for more than ten minutes until his mother unconsciously began to
moan softly before he ejaculated.
The next day, his mother woke up late, lazily getting up to wash and prepare for the day after 9 a.m. My aunt thought it was because
my mother slept soundly at her house, and was quite happy. However, the truth was that her beastly son had
kept her up very late. After lunch, my mother said goodbye to my aunt and got on the bus home.
For the next six months or so, my cousin didn't get to kiss my mother again. Although my mother
visited my aunt's house twice during that time, she didn't have the same opportunity as before. It wasn't until summer vacation that my aunt called and
invited my mother to stay with me for a couple of days, or for her and my cousins to come to my house. My mother dared not let this powder
keg land in her own home, so she made an excuse that the city wasn't as interesting as the countryside, saying she would take me there to play.
A few days later, after my mother adjusted her work schedule, she took me to my aunt's house. The countryside in summer was very interesting
. During the day, we played in the river, and at night we caught turtles with flashlights. Occasionally, we would sneak into other people's orchards to pick some fruit
to eat. The only pity is that my cousin, who used to be our leader, is now older and no longer leads us in our wild antics. He
mostly stays with my older cousin and doesn't play as wildly as he used to. My mother and I stayed for six days this time, and my
cousin finally got his chance. Because my aunt had to mind the shop and my uncle had to guard the melon shed, whenever my older cousin
took me out to play, he would frantically vent his lust on my mother, not wanting to waste a single
second. My mother resigned herself to it. She dared not speak out, and she couldn't resist. She thought of it as repaying
the kindness she had shown to my sister to her son, letting him do as he pleased. After each time, she would drag her tired body to clean up
the various traces left behind to prevent him from being discovered.
My mother's compliance did not bring about my cousin's conscience; instead, it made him even more unrestrained. He was no longer the virgin he was last year , no longer simply satisfied with the traditional missionary position, and began to try other positions. 　　My mother basically remained silent
about his demands, letting him do as he pleased.
Although we lived in the city, my father was too honest, and my
mother hadn't used any other positions during sex in the ten years of her marriage. When my mother stood on the floor, hands
on the bed, arching her buttocks back as my cousin requested, the shame she felt was unimaginable. Although she tried to pretend she didn't care
, tears of humiliation still streamed down her face. My cousin completely disregarded my mother's feelings, cupping
her firm, white buttocks and inserting his penis into her vagina. Despite feeling incredibly ashamed,
the feeling of being penetrated from behind for the first time still made my mother involuntarily moan.
Afterwards, my mother discovered the advantage of this position: she didn't have to worry about leaving marks on the bed. For the next few days
, she would use this position whenever he was about to ejaculate. The disadvantage was that this position made her more
aroused, and over time, she might not be able to suppress the sounds, which she absolutely did not want to make again
.
Six days, though not a long time, truly allowed my cousin to thoroughly enjoy himself. My mother, who had been completely taken advantage of, had
lost count of how many times this beast had ejaculated inside her. She didn't want to remember these humiliating experiences
, only constantly comforting herself that this was repaying her elder sister's kindness, which made her feel
a little better. When she left, my cousin, having tasted the sweetness of sex, demanded that my mother come at least once a month
to satisfy his lust. My mother glared at him coldly and didn't answer.
More than a month later, after a fierce internal struggle, my mother finally went to my aunt's house alone.
This time, my uncle was out buying goods, and my cousin was guarding the melon shed. It wasn't until my cousin brought him lunch at noon that he learned
my mother was there. He immediately switched shifts with my cousin, grabbed a watermelon, and rushed home. He first had sex with my mother,
then told my aunt he would take her to see the melon patch. He led my mother to the melon shed, and after urging my cousin to leave, he
began to frantically rape my mother in the simple shed.
Surrounded by an empty melon field, Mother dared not undress. Seeing the tattered, dirty plank bed in the melon shed,
she refused to lie down. She could only stand, one hand gripping a pillar of the shed, the other lifting her long black
skirt behind her, silently enduring her cousin's relentless thrusts from behind. The summer heat left Mother drenched in sweat
, droplets of water trickling down her fair arms and legs, flowing into her short-heeled
sandals.
Her cousin had been having sex with her in this position for half the afternoon. Mother,
panting heavily, was tormented by desire, desperately suppressing the sensations from her vagina. Her lips were swollen from biting, yet she still couldn't help but
let out soft moans. Hearing those low moans, her cousin realized for the first time that a woman could make
such beautiful and moving sounds when being fucked. He was as excited as if he had discovered a new continent, and he thrust even more vigorously.
That evening, when my cousin brought dinner, my mother, her body aching and weak, followed her out of the melon shed.
Back home, seeing my enthusiastic aunt, she forced herself to talk all night before finally falling into a deep sleep.
In the following months, my mother would visit my cousin about once a month to satisfy his lust. By the
time my aunt turned 38, my mother had been secretly sexually assaulted by my cousin for two years. As the saying goes, habit becomes second nature,
and my mother had slowly gotten used to it and begun to accept this reality. Her only consolation was that
my aunt was doing well now. Since my cousin had my mother, this sexy beauty, to satisfy his lust, his restless and irritable teenage
nature had improved considerably. He was obedient and capable at home, easing my aunt's burden and making her worry less.
Seeing my aunt's life getting better and better, my mother felt that her suffering had not been in vain.
That time, my father also went back for my aunt's birthday, and the scene was just as enthusiastic as before. After a few rounds of drinks, it was
my mother again who picked up her glass and went over to drink a toast with my uncle. It was then that I learned this was a local custom. Because
the sister-in-law is the brother-in-law's little darling, whenever there's a lively meal like this, she and her brother-in-law have to drink
a toast together to show the close bond between siblings. Father knew this custom and
watched with amusement. Actually, before he and Mother got married, the first man to drink a toast with her was her uncle, not
him. In a sense, Mother "married" her uncle first.
After dinner, Mother sent Father and me away because if we stayed, Aunt's house wouldn't be able to clean up and rest.
After all, it had been quite a hassle for Aunt's family to host two tables of relatives these past two days. She stayed to help Aunt
with the housework. However, the truth was predictable. Mother had come to see satisfying her cousin's lust as an
obligation. Seeing her cousin running around so politely and well-behaved these past two days, and the relatives praising him to Aunt,
making her beam with joy, Mother felt her humiliation was worthwhile. Her cousin gave her a slight hint
, and she stayed.
Just as my father and I were on the bus back to the city, my mother lay on the bed with dazed eyes.
My cousin was kneading her full breasts, and her two round, white legs were draped over his shoulders, her jade-like feet tense,
throbbing helplessly with each violent thrust.
"Damn!" my cousin growled as he thrust his hips with abandon. He loved this position; her snow-white, sexy
body was right before him, and he could easily touch every inch of my mother's smooth skin. His lust grew hotter and hotter,
driving him almost mad. The violent desire he usually hid in public could no longer be suppressed, and he raised his hand and slapped my mother
across the face. My mother's beautiful face immediately turned to one side, but she remained motionless, her expression calm and numb
, as if she had already become accustomed to this sudden violence.
After hitting her, my cousin's lust subsided considerably, and he lowered his head to kiss and grope my mother's pretty face indiscriminately. The mother turned
her head back, opened her lips, and guided his rough tongue into her mouth. Her rosy tongue
had nowhere to hide, and they intertwined and rolled together. Soon, the cousin's semen poured out, spraying onto the mother
's honey pot.
Feeling that he had ejaculated, the mother pushed away the cousin who was still groping her, stood up, and took some toilet paper to wipe her vulva
. The cousin hugged the mother's slender waist from behind, panting, and said, "Don't wipe anymore, let me do it one more time."
The mother pushed him away decisively, refusing calmly, "No, I have to go help your mother." But
the cousin wouldn't let go, so she had to say, "Tonight, come over tonight." Only then did the cousin loosen his grip slightly,
but he still lingered, kneading the mother's full breasts and buttocks. The mother ignored him, tidying her
hair and clothes in front of the mirror, until she opened the door and slapped away the cousin's groping hands.
That night, after everyone at my aunt's house had gone to sleep, my cousin, without a doubt, climbed into my mother's bed again.
He continued until dawn, only leaving after my mother's repeated urging.
After the Spring Festival in 2003, my cousin came to the city to work. Although my mother worried that her stable family
life would be disrupted, she had to face this reality. For the past six months, my cousin had become increasingly frantic, frequently demanding that
my mother satisfy his sexual desires, threatening to rape my aunt if she didn't comply. My mother
was stunned by his crazy thoughts, afraid he would actually do such a heinous thing, and had no choice but to obey.
However, unlike my cousin's fantasy of being able to ravish my mother every night,
he hadn't found a chance to have sex with her in the nearly two months he was in the city. Back then, there were no cell phones to contact him, only public telephones,
and my mother was deliberately avoiding him; he was completely helpless in this unfamiliar place. This made the days feel like an eternity for my cousin, who had long been accustomed to
venting his lust on his mother's sexy body. He quickly couldn't keep up and wanted to go home.
His aunt was frantic when she found out; what young man from the countryside wouldn't work away from home? Those who stayed home were
all lazy good-for-nothings, and ordinary families wouldn't even introduce him to a potential partner.
She lectured her cousin while calling their mother for help, asking her to talk to him. This time
, their mother couldn't hide anymore; her sister had spoken, so she went to find him that very evening.
Following the address their aunt had given them, they found him near his dormitory, just as he was leaving work.
Upon seeing their mother, the cousin was immediately excited and pulled her to the dormitory. In the dirty, messy room, the cousin
whispered something to his three other out-of-town coworkers. They immediately understood, and seeing their mother
dressed like a city woman, they left with envious, wicked smiles.
As soon as they left, the cousin couldn't wait to grope their mother. The mother swayed from side to side, trying to avoid
his advances, and hissed angrily in a low voice: "Don't move! Promise me you'll work hard from now on and never think about coming home again, or
you won't touch me today."
The cousin, of course, hurriedly agreed, repeatedly assuring her that he would work there diligently from now on. Only then did the mother
stop struggling, numbly beginning to undress, asking as she did so: "Which one is your bed?" The cousin pointed,
thankfully the bedding was relatively clean, all new bedding brought from home this year, which slightly pleased the mother; otherwise,
she would absolutely not want to lie on it.
The mother took off her suit trousers and loosened her hair, revealing only a white lace bra, and pulled back the covers...
The girl lay down. Her cousin quickly stripped off his clothes and slipped in too. Their two hot bodies writhed
and twisted together in the blankets, making the small bed creak.
Her cousin unhooked her bra, kneading her firm breasts, sucking and biting her rosy nipples
. Her mother closed her eyes, her soft hands gently stroking her cousin's back. Being in this kind of place, and with
the three men who had gone out possibly returning, her mother just wanted to finish quickly and didn't care about being reserved anymore.
Her cousin was naturally delighted by her slightly proactive behavior and began sucking even more vigorously.
Feeling time slipping away, her mother pushed away her cousin's dark face buried in her breasts and said uneasily,
"Okay, hurry up, I can't go back too late."
Her cousin teased, "Auntie, what do you want me to do quickly?"
Her mother's cheeks flushed, and she turned her head away without answering.
My cousin chuckled twice, then, without further ado, groped and removed my mother's last remaining lace panties. Holding his
throbbing erection, he thrust it into her soft, plump vulva.
"Damn, that feels so good!" my cousin, who hadn't tasted flesh for two months, exclaimed. My mother spat, then bent
her long, beautiful legs and wrapped them around his waist, welcoming his storm of thrusts.
After a hundred or so thrusts, my cousin slowed the pace, beginning a gentle grinding motion. At this moment, my mother frowned
, biting her lip, her expression seemingly one of extreme discomfort. After more than two years of experimentation, although my mother
had always been unwilling to admit it, my cousin could now frequently bring her to orgasm. For her, intercourse
was no longer just painful torture; she could also experience considerable pleasure.
After his penis had been slowly grinding inside her, my mother's expression became even more unusual. Her face flushed,
her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and she breathed heavily. At this moment, my cousin began to accelerate his final thrusts. My mother
could no longer suppress herself and let out a soft moan. Her vagina contracted and spasmed repeatedly, and then her whole body trembled as she reached orgasm.
My cousin also felt the layers of flesh inside my mother's vagina tightly enveloping and squeezing his penis like suction cups
. He could no longer hold back, and his semen gushed out.
After ejaculating, my cousin held my mother's smooth and delicate body, panting heavily as he rested. My mother also felt numb
and weak all over, not wanting to move, quietly savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. After resting for a while, my mother pushed
my cousin away with difficulty and said lightly, "Get up. Your uncle didn't know when I left. I have to hurry back."
My cousin, who was beside her, fondled my mother's breasts and said unwillingly, "It's been two months since we last did it
. I haven't had enough yet. Let me do it again."
My mother glared at my cousin, her tone leaving no room for doubt: "No, this time it's really not possible." Upon hearing this,
my cousin shamelessly asked, "Then when will you do it again?"
My mother started putting on her underwear, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's wait two weeks." "
How can that be? A week at most, otherwise I can't hold back."
"I'll try my best. Call your mother later and tell her to work hard and not worry her anymore."
"Okay, no problem, I'll be waiting for you next week, haha!" My cousin laughed triumphantly.
After getting dressed and tidying up, my cousin kissed her for a few more minutes, and my mother quickly fled
the dormitory without looking back. When she got home, my father had already prepared dinner and was waiting for her with me. She smiled and praised
my father, explaining before he could ask that my cousin's job was unstable, so she went to check on him. My father nodded repeatedly
and enthusiastically told my mother to bring him home for dinner often. My mother gave a few perfunctory replies and moved on. Poor honest
father, he didn't know the truth: my mother was using her body to "visit" my
cousin. My mother started offering herself to him every week to satisfy his lust, hoping to make him work with peace of mind. With such frequent visits, even
the coworkers in my cousin's dormitory gradually became familiar with my mother. They didn't know the true nature of their relationship and assumed, as
my cousin claimed, that she was a promiscuous divorced woman whom he had seduced by chance. They even fantasized that
one day, when my mother grew tired of my cousin, they could have a taste of her. Each time they visited, they
were extremely attentive, much to my mother's annoyance, but she dared not reveal the truth and could only awkwardly comply.
By the end of summer, in that dilapidated and dirty little dormitory, my beautiful and elegant mother had already
been sexually assaulted by my cousin more than ten times. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, several times, just as my cousin was vigorously
riding my mother, the three coworkers would coincidentally arrive and return. The most outrageous time was when my mother was completely
naked, supporting herself on the bed, standing on the floor in high heels, being vigorously penetrated from behind by my cousin, when the three men entered her
. The mother was utterly devastated. Her body trembled violently, and her vagina instantly secreted a large amount of vaginal fluid.
She struggled weakly, trying to escape. But her cousin, already at the height of excitement, held her tightly and forcefully
thrust into her dozens more times in front of the three of them. Only after ejaculating did he carry the limp mother to the bed and cover her with a blanket. The mother lay
on the bed with her face covered for a long time before she came to her senses. She silently dressed and left without a word.
Seeing his mother's abnormal behavior, the cousin realized he had gone too far and did not do anything further.
Just when the cousin thought his mother wouldn't come back for the time being, a week later, his radiant mother
reappeared before him, showing no trace of the humiliation she had endured the previous week. But the cousin was too lazy
to think about why; as long as he could have sex with her, what did it matter?
The other three in the small house, ever since they had witnessed the mother's snow-white and sexy body the previous week,
had been looking forward to this day every day. They immediately surrounded her, showering her with attention. Contrary to her previous cold attitude, Mother greeted them with a generous smile
. At this moment, Cousin finally felt completely relieved. He stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Mother's slender waist,
jokingly cursing the coworkers who were eyeing her like toads trying to eat a swan. Mother nestled in his arms, giggling in response.
After chasing them away, Cousin embraced Mother and kissed her passionately, as if he wanted to devour her. After a long, loud kiss, he
panted and said, "Auntie, you look so beautiful today."
Mother, somewhat dazed by the kisses, shifted uncomfortably, biting her moist lips, her
face flushed, and explained, "My colleagues all dress like this now."
Mother didn't want to tell Cousin her true feelings. She hadn't wanted to come back after the humiliation she suffered last week
, but this morning she had felt restless, hot all over, and nothing seemed to go right.
I couldn't help but think about that unprecedented climax last week, and somehow I ended up sitting in
front of the mirror getting ready. Then, I couldn't stop myself and rushed over here.
My cousin stroked my mother's ample buttocks, tightly outlined by her black pencil skirt, and exclaimed, "City women these days really
know how to dress! Just looking at their lower bodies makes me hard. I really want to rape those sluts."
My mother spat and warned him, "Don't do that, or how will I explain it to your mother?"
My cousin chuckled shamelessly and said, "That depends on whether you can help me cool down."
My mother rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything, starting to unbutton her shirt. Unexpectedly, my cousin stopped her
. Seeing my mother's puzzled expression, my cousin swallowed hard: "Don't take it off, it'll get me even more excited."
My mother frowned: "Then don't touch me like that later, this white shirt gets dirty too easily." My
cousin nodded in agreement, hastily rolling up my mother's pencil skirt to reveal her flawless, plump buttocks
. He slapped her snow-white flesh. My mother immediately understood, bracing herself on the bed with her hands, sticking her buttocks out,
waiting for penetration.
My cousin pulled my mother's purple lace panties down to her knees, stripped her naked, and rubbed his dark, thick penis
back and forth against her plump labia, asking, "Shall I come in?"
My mother gave a soft "Mmm," and then felt that incredibly familiar penis brutally thrust into her. She involuntarily
tilted her head back and took a deep breath, then slumped down limply. With each powerful thrust from behind, her hair
flew wildly in the air. The slapping sounds of flesh colliding, mixed with the sound of my mother's high heels on the floor, were incessant.
Although my mother tried her best to support herself on the bed, she was still being pushed forward repeatedly, eventually collapsing onto
the bed. My cousin was still not satisfied, grabbing her large white legs and continuing to thrust wildly. My mother's breathing quickened, her jade-like arms
weakly resisting backward.
Finally, feeling tired, my cousin pressed down on my mother's back, still clad in a white shirt, slowing his pace and changing to a slow, deeper penetration
. My mother took the opportunity to calm her breathing slightly; the sensation in her vagina was becoming increasingly intense.
Each time the hard, thick, hot penis slowly reached the end of her honeypot, it sent shivers down her spine, causing her to involuntarily
moan softly.
Just then, the other three workers in the dormitory pushed open the door. They immediately saw my mother's upper body lying face down on
the bed, her fair legs stretched back and planted on the floor, her plump, white buttocks welcoming the man's thrusts from behind
. The air was filled with the alluring scent of a mature woman; the scene was incredibly intense. For a moment, the room was completely silent,
so quiet you could hear a pin drop. But it was broken a few seconds later by rapid slapping sounds and
the squelching of a penis thrusting in and out of her honeypot.
My mother quickly grabbed something from the bed and bit it, but she was still being fucked so hard she was moaning softly. After a few thrusts,
she shook her head, whimpering, and couldn't take it anymore. A large amount of vaginal fluid overflowed from her vagina, soaking a large patch of the sheet. My cousin could no longer hold
back, thrusting rapidly and ejaculating deep into my mother's convulsing, trembling vagina. With
her last bit of strength, my mother lay down on the bed,
covering herself with the towel, no longer wanting to move. My cousin winked smugly at his three coworkers, who looked at him with envy and gave him a thumbs-up in admiration.
My mother lay on the bed, covered by the towel, listening to my cousin and his coworkers boast, feeling utterly ashamed. The men
showed no intention of leaving, continuing to laugh and joke with each other in the dormitory. My mother dared not come out to face
their teasing and taunts, so she could only lie quietly, praying that they would leave quickly.
My cousin joked with his three coworkers for a while, then, looking at my mother's beautiful figure wrapped in the towel,
his lust returned. Ignoring the others, he went over, pulled back the blanket, and lay down. My mother gasped,
then whispered angrily, "Are you crazy?"
My cousin, his eyes red, said, "I am crazy. Believe me or not, I'll have you with them!" He then roughly
pressed himself against my mother, adjusted his position, and thrust his penis into her again.
My mother dared not resist; she feared that if she provoked her cousin's rebellious nature, he might really gang rape her with the others
. So she could only yield, wanting him to finish quickly, her beautiful legs wrapped around his waist, actively seeking
kisses from his neck.
After a passionate encounter, the blanket had quietly slipped down, revealing my mother's beautiful face. Her fair and delicate
skin was faintly visible. The other three, seeing my mother's wanton appearance on the bed, clinging to the man and seeking kisses, were
even more convinced she was a slut, and they watched this live sex show without any restraint.
After secretly noticing the lustful gazes of the three men out of the corner of her eye, her vaginal fluids
surged forth like a flood. The feeling of humiliation and shame nearly overwhelmed her, her body trembling uncontrollably until she quickly reached
orgasm. After the second orgasm, she completely abandoned her dignity, obediently allowing her cousin to position her in a kneeling, prone position,
moaning as she enjoyed the pleasure emanating from her vagina. Finally, when she reached her third orgasm, her cousin ejaculated, ending
this live demonstration of sex.
She then rested in her cousin's arms on the bed for a long time, until after 10 pm, when she finally got up,
tidied herself, and left.
From then on, her cousin's training of her progressed rapidly. Within a few weeks, he could freely
have sex with her in front of his three coworkers. Without this taboo, and without them having to make room for her, he had
more time to exploit her. Basically, whenever her mother arrived, the two of them would start having sex in bed, ejaculating several times each time. For
my mother, as long as she could have enough to live on, she had completely accepted having
sex with my cousin in front of others, and even enjoyed it.
Three weeks later, my mother spent the first night in that dilapidated and dirty dormitory. That day, my father
was on duty at the factory, and my grandfather took me to stay at his house. My cousin casually asked a question, and although my mother knew what he was thinking, she still blushed and told him the truth, as if to say directly: "I 　　don't have to go home
tonight ." 　　After being fucked twice in front of others, my mother lay in my cousin's arms and pretended to go home. 　　My cousin couldn't let this opportunity pass, and he forcefully held my mother, not allowing her to leave. My mother half-heartedly stayed 　　, and the creaking of the small bed and the woman's soft, seductive moans continued until late at night 　　. The other three people in the dormitory were all itching and tormented all night.

As dawn broke, Mother quietly got up without disturbing them, went to buy breakfast for five people, and then returned
to wake the sleeping children. After a night of passionate lovemaking, Mother was radiant, leaving my drowsy
cousins completely mesmerized. Like a dutiful wife, Mother served my cousins, helping them wash up and eat.
After sending them to work, she cleaned their dormitory and washed their clothes before leaving.
When my cousins returned in the afternoon, they were speechless at the clean and tidy dormitory. The other three were even more envious of my cousin
. They didn't know that Mother was a respectable woman, and they never imagined that besides her promiscuity in bed, she also
had such a virtuous side. My cousin felt very proud, his vanity greatly satisfied, and he secretly planned
to repay Mother in bed.
His idea was to increase their weekly visits to two or even three times a week. When Mother returned a week
later, my cousin shamelessly told her his idea. Mother initially refused with a stern face, but after
being pestered by my cousin for a while, she nodded in agreement.
At that time, my father had just been promoted to section chief. When he was truly making his mark, he was practically always at the company, attending meetings and working shifts,
and frequently going to the workshops. My mother's work unit, on the other hand, was extremely lax
. She'd just be called in attendance each day and then have nothing else to do; she'd stay a while and then leave early. That's how state-owned enterprises were at that stage—some were overworked, some were idle, and the management was extremely unscientific.
My cousin's construction site wasn't particularly busy either, often stopping and starting for various reasons, like running out of materials or
inspections from higher-ups.
My mother subconsciously wanted to go more often. Now, every weekend when she was supposed to go, she felt
a deep emptiness in her lower body, an urgent desire for sex, and sometimes she couldn't resist masturbating secretly. But she could never bring herself to say
it. Now, after my cousin brought it up, my mother was even somewhat pleased, and deliberately made a
show of agreeing.
Seeing that my mother had agreed, my cousin wasn't in a hurry to have sex with her anymore; he could do it every two or three days, so
what was the rush? He put his arm around her and asked her about things in the city that interested him. The other three in the dormitory seized the opportunity
to chime in. The mother answered absentmindedly, feeling a little uncomfortable from the caresses, her heart itching as if ants
were crawling inside.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, she leaned on her cousin's shoulder and whispered, "Haifeng, fuck me."
The other three in the dormitory stared wide-eyed at her. Although they had seen this beautiful woman
being fucked in front of them many times, this was the first time they had heard such a lewd request.
The mother felt ashamed under their gaze, her face flushed, and she dared not look up. The cousin chuckled lewdly, but wasn't
quite aroused yet, so he patted the mother's shapely buttocks and teased, "Sister Ling, don't you know how to dance? Give us a
performance."
The mother blushed even more, shaking her head without speaking.
Suddenly, the cousin shoved the mother into the middle of the dormitory and commanded, "Dance now!" The mother
, dressed in a red fitted sweater, black tight-fitting leggings, and high-heeled shoes, stood there, her beautiful
face and curvaceous figure as sexy and alluring as a movie star in a poster. The other three men stared greedily at
the woman before them, clapping and cheering in unison. The mother awkwardly glanced around at the four men, seeing her cousin's resolute expression, and gritted her teeth as she
began to slowly dance.
This simple dormitory didn't even have a music player; the mother could only sway and
twist her body according to her instincts. She was dancing to a Hong Kong song, with many bending and hip-swaying movements, and her tight-fitting
clothes certainly gave the men a visual treat. Finally, her cousin and the other three joined in, circling around her and twisting wildly. The scene
gradually became chaotic. The mother could no longer tell who was rubbing her breasts or her buttocks,
but she was certain that all four were simultaneously taking advantage of her. As the situation grew increasingly chaotic, and she felt someone's
hand slip inside her clothes and directly touch her, the mother suddenly felt a chill in her lower body, screamed, and squatted down
.
Seeing this, the cousin quickly shielded his mother, not expecting the situation to escalate like this. Knowing this was
the limit of what his mother could endure, he waved for the three coworkers to disperse.
His mother pulled up her tight pants, glaring angrily at her cousin, trembling with rage. The cousin, seemingly indifferent
, put his arm around his mother and said with a grin, "Just playing around, don't be angry, just be careful next time." He casually
teased her genitals a few times, and his mother, already aroused, immediately went limp in his arms, all her previous fierceness gone… His mother angrily
said, "If there's a next time, don't even think about me coming again!" Her voice was loud, seemingly a warning to the other three
.
Although the cousin didn't seem to care, he comforted her, "I promise there won't be a next time."
At this point, the mother couldn't pursue the matter any further, but still maintained a cold face.
When her cousin pulled her to the bed and inserted his penis into her vagina, the mother could no longer maintain her composure and began to actively respond.
After the climax, Mother finally felt much better, completely forgetting her earlier discomfort.
She lay quietly beside her cousin, her soft hands still gently rubbing his penis.
Her cousin kneaded her smooth skin and excitedly whispered in her ear, "Stop kneading, lick it for me, it'll get hard
faster."
Mother pinched him playfully, muttering, "Where did you learn this filthy habit? I don't know how." Her
cousin grinned exaggeratedly, "I know you don't know how, but I heard it from others at the construction site. They say it's incredibly comfortable
. Just try it, like eating an ice pop."
Mother hesitated, unable to accept licking such a dirty place as a penis. Although she
had lost all dignity in front of her cousin, her long-standing habit of cleanliness couldn't be changed overnight.
Seeing her hesitation, her cousin sensed an opportunity and forcefully pressed her shoulders down into the blankets. He excitedly urged, "
Damn, hurry up!" My
mother was already pinned down by my cousin in bed, his monstrous penis rubbing against her pretty face and red lips.
This humiliating act, however, gave her a strange kind of excitement. Her genitals started
to wet again without any touching, and a surge of desire drove her to open her mouth and take my cousin's penis in.
My cousin gasped in pleasure, a strong sense of conquest welling up within him. Ignoring my mother's inexperience, he thrust his erect penis
wildly. My mother, with his penis in her mouth, was in great pain from his thrusts, letting out soft moans, but helplessly, my cousin held her down firmly.
With her head pinned down, there was no escape; she could only passively endure it with her mouth open, saliva dripping continuously onto his scrotum
.
My cousin thrust into my mother's mouth a dozen times before stopping. Because my mother had no experience with oral sex,
her haphazard thrusting resulted in her penis being scraped painfully by his teeth, and she dared not move again. At this point, my mother almost vomited
, quickly spitting out his penis, angrily punching my cousin, crawling out of the covers, twisting his ear and grumbling: "
Can't you be gentler? It's disgusting, I almost threw up."
My cousin quickly signaled my mother to be aware of her surroundings. My mother looked up and saw the other three people intently watching her and
my cousin "flirting," her face instantly turning red, and she awkwardly hid under the covers.
My cousin chuckled and scolded the three: "What are you looking at? Go find a woman yourself." This earned him a roll of his eyes from the three.
Not idle under the covers, he pressed my mother down between his legs.
My mother mumbled from under the covers: "Don't move around anymore." After hearing her cousin's reply, she took
his penis into her mouth again, gently licking it with her tongue. Although her mother had never performed oral sex on a man before, she was far from
clueless; in fact, she knew more than her cousin. She had read many books on sex and quickly became proficient without any instruction.
Following the instructions in the book, she first ran her soft tongue around the shaft, then took the whole thing into her mouth,
her tongue pressing against the glans and moving in and
out rhythmically. Her cousin never expected his mother to be so skilled at oral sex on her first try, and the sense of accomplishment he felt
was simply overwhelming.
His mother, sensing his excitement, sucked on his penis even more vigorously. The other three people in the room could clearly
see the movements under the covers, their eyes burning with primal desire.
After a few minutes, her cousin couldn't hold back any longer. Although his mother was no longer as inexperienced as she had been the first time, she
still lacked technique and couldn't make him ejaculate. Feeling his penis hard to its limit, the cousin excitedly pulled
his mother out of bed and helped her lie on her side. His mother pressed her back against him, arching her back to meet his.
"Mmm…" she murmured softly as his hard penis entered her already overflowing vagina.
The cousin, beside his mother, massaged her full, soft breasts while thrusting forcefully. His mother covered her mouth,
helplessly shaking her head.
"Sister Ling, is it good?" the cousin asked excitedly.
"Mmm…"
"Say it out loud." The cousin pinched his mother's tender nipple hard.
"Ah… be gentle…" his mother said, feeling a little pain from the pinch.
Then the cousin slowed his thrusts, forcefully pulling his mother's pretty face to kiss her. His mother, turned to her side, her eyes glazed
, responded passionately. Their tongues intertwined, exchanging saliva. After a few minutes of passionate kissing,
the position changed to mother on top of cousin, her hot, wet vagina gripping his penis, her soft, bouncy breasts
pressing and swaying against his chest, her plump, upturned buttocks moving back and forth between his legs.
While diligently working his penis inside her vagina, mother secretly glanced around the dormitory, noticing the other three
were still intently watching her. The feelings of shame and excitement intensified, almost causing her to climax
. She quickly lowered her head, no longer wanting to look. A sudden, intense desire arose within her to expose herself like this. Although she told herself she couldn't,
the thought was like poison, constantly eroding her reason, making it impossible to resist.
Feeling her body growing hotter and hotter, the inner urge could no longer be suppressed. Mother suddenly straightened up,
letting the blanket slide down her smooth, white back, piling up on the curves of her rounded buttocks. Her full, snow-white breasts
bounced up and down with her cousin's thrusts, the two small, rosy nipples looking incredibly cute. Then, Mother let out a shriek,
as if she hadn't noticed the other three people in the room staring at her, and quickly crossed her arms over her chest and lay down.
Cousin was slightly taken aback, fooled by Mother's superb acting, and without thinking much of it, pulled the blanket over himself again.
The other three in the dormitory exchanged glances, recalling the fleeting glimpse, swallowing their dry lips;
they probably wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.
After the stimulation, Mother quickly reached her climax, and Cousin was also
drawn into ejaculating by the intense spasms of Mother's vagina. After the orgasm, Mother leaned lazily against Cousin to rest, and seeing him about to get dressed, asked, "Where are you
going so late?"
Cousin casually replied, "To take you home."
Mother felt a little warm inside, blushing and awkwardly saying, "Today… I don't need to go home…"
Cousin grinned mischievously and kissed Mother's pretty face hard. Mother pretended to spit in disgust,
turning her head away from the excited Cousin, but secretly she was quite pleased with his reaction.
The two lay entwined in bed for a while. The mother quietly put on a sweater, without a bra or underwear, and
slipped on black leggings before getting out of bed. She took out her belongings from her bag and began removing her makeup and washing up. After getting back into bed,
the cousin made love to the mother's sexy, alluring body again, then, satisfied, held her and fell into a deep sleep. The mother obediently
nestled in his arms and gradually drifted off to sleep as well.
The next morning, the mother woke up leisurely, feeling that she had slept incredibly well that night. Whether it was
the large hand covering her breasts or the penis pressing against her buttocks, both made her feel exceptionally secure. She glanced at her watch; it
was still early, so she wasn't in a hurry to get up. The cousin, feeling the beautiful woman wriggling in his arms,
slapped her ample buttocks in dissatisfaction. The mother immediately froze, not daring to breathe, afraid of waking him.
She waited until after 7 a.m. before shaking her still-sleeping cousin to wake him. After a period of intimacy, the cousin
lazily allowed his mother to help him get up and dressed. His mother obediently served him, letting him do as he pleased,
her brows full of tenderness, showing no sign of displeasure.
However, her angry warnings were like child's play. Later, when she went to the construction site dormitory, she
couldn't stop the three lecherous migrant workers from groping her. No matter how much she scolded them, they
wouldn't leave, grinning lewdly and saying things like "let's all have some fun," sticking to her like glue, taking
advantage of her every opportunity. Often, his mother was surrounded by the three men, her hands covering her upper body but unable to protect her lower body; her breasts and
buttocks were being kneaded and squeezed, and she could feel their hot, hard penises rubbing against her through her clothes.
The shame of being molested by men gave his mother a strange kind of excitement, and she began to secretly enjoy this stimulation.
She only asked her cousin for help after she couldn't take the touching anymore.
Time passed slowly, and her mother changed rapidly. Her initially awkward oral sex quickly
became a full-blown deep-throat experience, swallowing a penis completely. At first, she was somewhat at a loss when faced with the sexual harassment of three migrant workers
, but she gradually became more adept. She became increasingly proactive during sex, her moans growing more unrestrained.
In mid-December, her cousin's construction site closed for the holidays. After the work stopped, her cousin didn't immediately
go home but instead stayed at our house. Her father, completely unaware that his dignified and virtuous wife
had been almost completely turned into a sex slave by his nephew, naturally welcomed her warmly. Her cousin, looking at his bookish-looking
middle-aged uncle, pretended to be very reserved and polite, but inwardly he was full of mockery and disdain. Her mother, standing beside him,
saw through his thoughts; after all, he had been with her for four years, and these subtle expressions naturally couldn't escape
her notice. She could only sigh inwardly, showing no sign of anything amiss.
My mother was no longer the virtuous wife and loving mother she once was. Every day, she was
tormented by guilt and self-blame towards my father and me. Only sex offered her fleeting pleasure, easing her mental
anguish. A numb, subservient sex toy—that was the most fitting description of her at the time. So,
after my cousin gave only a slight hint, that night, after my father fell asleep, my mother, still in her pajamas, went into my cousin's
room.
My cousin, of course, couldn't sleep. The thought of having sex with my beautiful and sexy aunt at my uncle's house made him
tremble with excitement, even more so than watching my mother being gang-raped by her coworkers in the dormitory. He sat on the bed waiting
, and just as he was about to lose his patience, my mother pushed open the door.
Although my mother could shamelessly be my cousin's mistress outside, the thought
of having sex with her nephew in her own home, with her husband and son sleeping next door, was incredibly stimulating. It brought back her lost
sense of shame, and her face burned. She hesitated at the door.
My cousin, already impatient, growled at my mother, "Damn it, what are you standing there for? Come here and suck my cock
!"
My mother, who had been hesitating, was startled by this low, authoritative shout. Instinctively, she walked to the bedside
, untying the belt of her nightgown as she went. Her fair, delicate skin, high breasts, smooth, flat
abdomen, and the mysterious, beautiful inverted triangle below were exposed to the light. Her two long, white legs moved with
a sensual gait as she walked gracefully to my cousin. Then, my mother knelt by the bed, opened her red lips, and took my cousin's thick
cock into her mouth, sucking and looking up at him seductively.
My cousin gasped in pleasure, grabbing my mother's long, loose hair and playing with it, taking the opportunity to humiliate her: "
Auntie, you're truly despicable. You're cheating on your husband and son with your nephew, and now they're sleeping next door
while you're sucking my cock. Tell me how you feel right now." The
mother remained silent, her heart ice-cold. She could only suck and swallow the penis more vigorously, her long, flowing hair
flying up and down, her nimble tongue swirling in her mouth, trying to appease her nephew and stop him from
torturing her.
The cousin, however, wasn't about to give up so easily. Finally having such a stimulating opportunity, how could he not thoroughly humiliate
his aunt? Seeing his mother's silence, he continued to mock, "I really want to show Uncle and Cousin
how lowly this dignified and serious woman is in front of me."
The mother, her head bobbing with the monstrous penis in her mouth, pleaded incoherently, "Haifeng…no…don't do this…"
The cousin frowned, gasping, "Slow down, I'm about to make you cum."
Not wanting to get semen everywhere, the mother quickly sucked on the penis, whimpering, "Mmm…shoot…um
…shoot into Auntie's mouth…cough cough." Just as she finished speaking, thick semen sprayed directly into her throat. Although she was
a little uncomfortable from choking, Mother carefully swallowed every drop, then
continued to suck and swallow the limp penis.
Soon, Cousin regained his virility: "[Stick your ass up, I'll do you from behind today.]"
Mother got up, brushing her messy hair behind her ears, bracing herself on the edge of the bed, raising her sexy, pert buttocks, and nervously
turned her head, saying, "[Haifeng, be gentle, don't wake your uncle.]" "
[I know what I'm doing, just stick your ass up.]" Cousin's thick, long penis rubbed back and forth against Mother's labia
a few times. With a soft "plop," his penis was completely inside her.
"[Ah…]" Mother groaned, her eyes glazed, a flush of desire rising on her delicate face.
My cousin casually thrust his lower body in and out, bending down to grab and knead my mother's firm breasts, teasingly asking,
"Auntie, after all this time, why is your cunt still so tight?"
"Hmm...isn't tight a good thing...um...don't you men all like women with tight vaginas..." My mother was already
in the mood, cooperating with my cousin by saying the lewd things he liked to hear. She could now freely
utter shameless and obscene words while being manipulated; if they weren't at home, she probably would have been even more provocative and explicit
.
"That's true. I was a little worried your cunt would loosen up after playing so hard."
"It won't loosen up that easily, Haifeng, hurry up...I'm afraid your uncle will wake up."
My cousin slapped my mother's snow-white buttocks, displeased, "Is this how you beg?" 　　The mother shuddered in fright, her vagina tightening even more instantly. Helpless, she could only feign a seductive, soft voice, saying, " 　　Good nephew...please hurry...Auntie wants your big cock to fuck me hard..." She then turned and
offered 　　a passionate kiss. 　　The cousin greedily sucked on the mother's offered kiss, his lower body thrusting harder, pounding 　　into her buttocks repeatedly. As his wet, engorged penis rapidly entered and exited her honeyed depths, her plump, rosy labia 　　opened and closed repeatedly. 　　"Ugh...gently...gently...no...I can't take it anymore," the mother gasped, unable to withstand the onslaught, already reaching uncontrollable 　　orgasms. 　　After a while longer, the cousin, also exhausted and panting heavily, finally ejaculated with a low growl. Wiping 　　the sweat from his brow, he let out a long sigh: "Phew...that was fucking amazing!"

After Mom licked her cousin's penis clean, she checked her watch and realized she'd been there almost an hour.
Anxiously, she asked, "Haifeng, is that enough? Let Auntie go home."
Her cousin lazily waved his hand. Mom hurriedly ran to the bathroom to clean herself, then returned to the bedroom to confirm
her father was still fast asleep before letting out a long sigh of relief. Lying in bed, looking at her sleeping husband beside her,
Mom suddenly felt a pang of contempt for this man she'd lived with for over ten years. He was honest and
simple, utterly devoid of romance, and his sex life was always the same—a few thrusts and it was over.
His wife had been cheated on for years without his knowledge; he deserved to be cuckolded. Thinking this, she angrily pushed her father
aside, pulled the blanket over herself, and refused to look at him anymore.
Her cousin stayed at our house for almost a month, not returning home until just before the New Year. Initially, I was quite happy; with
my cousin around, Mom wasn't as strict as usual, and she was more lenient with me. But later I discovered that he
was always with my mother, even during the day they would stay in the bedroom with the door closed, and I couldn't help but feel uneasy.
I was 13 then, already experiencing sexual urges, and had a little knowledge of sex. Seeing my mother like this with my
adult cousin made me instinctively uncomfortable. I even asked her why she and my cousin were in the bedroom, and my mother
frowned and said they were watching TV and chatting, afraid the noise would disturb my homework.
However, one time after I finished my homework, I accidentally noticed that my mother's bedroom door wasn't closed properly. On a whim,
I quietly went over and peeked through the crack. I saw the two of them lying together under the covers, my usually dignified and authoritative mother
nestled against my cousin like a kitten. My first reaction was fear; I felt like I had seen
something I shouldn't have seen, and I was incredibly nervous. I couldn't bear to look any longer and immediately ran back to my bedroom.
The thought that my respected and beloved mother was so intimate with my cousin from the countryside felt like a huge stone was pressing on my heart
, making me feel extremely suffocated. If I had been a little braver and watched a little longer, I would have seen my mother,
wearing sexy lingerie, giving my cousin oral sex. Unfortunately, I was too young and didn't understand much. I couldn't foresee
what was about to happen and ran away, leaving a deep psychological scar on my young mind.
After that, until my cousin left, I never dared to spy on them again, nor did I dare tell my father. Like an ostrich, I
pretended I hadn't seen what happened that day.
From the moment I discovered my mother and cousin sleeping intimately together, I began to hate my cousin and my aunt's
family. But my hatred didn't change anything. My mother remained an obedient woman in front of my cousin, summoned
and dismissed at will, without any dignity.
After the New Year, my cousin didn't continue working in the city. After all, working odd jobs wasn't a long-term solution. My aunt wanted him to find a
stable, long-term job, preferably in the state-owned enterprise where my parents worked. By then, my father's position as a section chief was secure
, and getting my cousin a job in the factory with a little money wouldn't be difficult. He agreed, completely unaware that
he was inviting trouble. Later, my father used his connections to secure a place for my cousin in
a vocational school's sponsored training program. After two years, my cousin would be a permanent employee.
So, my cousin stayed in the countryside, and during this time, my mother actively provided for him, until September
when the vocational school started, when she returned to our house, beginning another period of my mother's promiscuous lifestyle.
After school started, my cousin didn't live on campus. Everyone knew vocational schools were chaotic, especially sponsored training programs like this
. Most students got in through connections and were prone to causing trouble, constantly fighting. My aunt was very worried
and strictly forbade my cousin from living on campus, insisting he stay at our house—closer and more comfortable. My father also
knew how chaotic vocational schools were, but out of concern for his elders, he allowed my cousin to stay at our house as well. My mother had no reason to object, nor did she dare
to. She just felt even more that my father was a coward; his wife had been slept with countless times by his nephew without his knowledge, and
now he was even actively and enthusiastically inviting his nephew to stay at their house… At this point, my mother had essentially given up and didn't
care much about her marriage with my father anymore .
My cousin had initially heard that life at the vocational school was free and comfortable, with boys and girls messing around all the time, and he was quite interested in trying boarding
school. But after school started, he found that there wasn't a single woman in his class he liked, so he gave up boarding school and signed a day student
agreement, coming to live with us instead. When I learned that my cousin was going to live with us for school, the scene I had almost forgotten
resurfaced in my mind, making me feel a little panicked .
The next day, my mother prepared a sumptuous meal, and my father also came home early. The whole family welcomed my cousin's
new permanent stay. My cousin thanked us very sensibly, showing no sign of anything amiss. My mother also behaved with
dignity and warmth, completely like an elder caring for a younger generation. My father gave my cousin a few words of advice, then left
for a business dinner before finishing his meal.
As soon as my father left, my cousin unceremoniously took his seat next to my mother,
chopsticks in one hand and his other hand stroking her smooth, delicate thigh beneath her long skirt. My mother, in front of me, didn't dare make
a sound, remaining silent as my cousin played with her legs. Soon, my cousin's hand moved to my mother's
private parts, teasing her plump, soft labia through her panties. My mother's face began to flush, and her body swayed slightly unnaturally
. When my cousin inserted his fingers into her vagina, my mother could no longer sit still. She said, "You all eat more,"
and left the table, her face red, her gait exuding a seductive charm.
My cousin immediately threw down his chopsticks and followed my mother into the kitchen, closing the door behind him.
[Haifeng, don't do this, Xiaobin is eating in the living room.] In the kitchen, the mother, feigning resistance,
writhed her curvaceous body in her cousin's arms like a water snake.
The cousin, panting heavily, his eyes gleaming with primal desire, kneaded her full breasts, saying, "
What are you afraid of? He can't get in if the door's closed. What does a kid know?"
"But..." the mother feigned modesty.
"No buts! It's been almost two weeks since we've done it. Don't you want it?"
The mother, unable to suppress her own restlessness, said in a trembling voice, "Then hurry up..." "
Mmm..." The mother sat on the counter, leaning back, her long skirt haphazardly rolled up around her waist, her two smooth, white
legs tightly wrapped around her cousin's buttocks. One hand covered her mouth, the other braced against the counter, feeling the sensation inside her vagina.
A powerful, forceful thrust, followed by intermittent, soft moans: "Mmm... Haifeng... turn... turn on the range hood... I can't take it anymore
... ah..."
My cousin, realizing my mother's voice was indeed a bit too loud, turned on the range hood. Now, my mother no longer suppressed
herself and quickly reached her climax, moaning with pleasure. After a few dozen more thrusts, my cousin, satisfied, ejaculated into
my mother's honeypot.
When my mother came out of the kitchen, her eyes were filled with affection, her face like a peach blossom, radiating a woman's languid charm.
Her elegant gait, the allure in every gesture, even made me shamefully hard, and I hurriedly and guiltily
fled back to my room.
My mother, unaware of my filth, felt a strange unease seeing me leave in such a fluster. After a moment of contemplation, my
cousin grabbed her from behind, his rough hands kneading her breasts forcefully through her clothes, asking: "You slut, what are you thinking about
?"
"You're going to die, keep your voice down." "
What are you afraid of? Uncle isn't home."
"Who's afraid of that blockhead? I'm afraid of Xiao Bin now.
" "He's just a little kid, why are you afraid of him?"
"Xiao Bin isn't a little kid anymore, he's 13." Mother frowned.
"Don't worry, he can't possibly rebel."
"Let's try to avoid him as much as possible." Mother was clearly still worried. Seeing her cousin's nonchalant expression,
she had no choice but to use her last trump card. She gently stroked the bulge in her cousin's crotch with her soft hand and said coquettishly to him
, "Please, please... my good nephew..."
Mother's flirtatious flattery greatly pleased her cousin. He pinched her delicate cheek and gave in, "You slut,
I'll listen to you this time."
Seeing that her cousin was willing to back down, Mother's heart was at ease. She whispered in his ear, "
...Go wait in the room, Auntie will come over after I'm done cleaning..."
With time and opportunity, her cousin began to have sex with my mother in every part of my house.
He explored the kitchen, bathroom, and balcony in no time, greatly satisfying his perverse desires to molest other men's wives and humiliate other women's mothers.
I also increasingly sensed an inappropriate relationship between my mother and cousin, but I never had the courage to confront them
.
Near the end of the first semester, my cousin, feeling quite experienced, finally extended his clutches to
another married woman, and he actually succeeded.
I knew that woman; she was an auntie I knew quite well. Her name was Li Rong, and she was very beautiful,
even more stunning than my mother. In her twenties, she was a famous beauty in our area. She was my mother's classmate and had a very good relationship with her. She was a teacher
at a vocational school, and her husband was the vice principal. She had even used her connections to get my cousin into the vocational school, but
I guess she never expected to get herself into trouble.
Because of my mother's connections, Aunt Li took good care of my cousin at school. My cousin was also quite good at
pleasing mature women like her, and the two soon became quite familiar. Due to my cousin's deliberate flattery, their relationship at school
grew increasingly close. At the end of the semester, my cousin couldn't hold back any longer and went to her house under the pretext of thanking her. Unfortunately,
he went at the wrong time because Aunt Li's husband suddenly came home. Helpless, my cousin had no choice but to leave dejectedly
. Actually, my mother knew a little about my cousin's intentions, that he wanted to rape Li Rong. But how could she control
him? She could only try to let him vent his anger, hoping to prevent him from having the energy to harm his friend.
When my cousin returned empty-handed that day, his disappointment was unimaginable. He was filled with pent-up anger and wanted to
vent it. Seeing me at home, he didn't care about me at all. In his eyes, I was just an insignificant little kid who
didn't care about my existence at all.
At that time, my mother was sitting on the sofa, checking my report card with a stern face, while I stood timidly beside her, waiting for
a scolding. When my cousin came back, before my mother and I could react, he walked over and pushed my mother onto
the sofa, tearing at her clothes.
My mother was terrified that my cousin would do this in front of me. She instinctively defended herself, crying out, "Haifeng, what are you
doing? Don't do this... let me go..." Then she turned to me, forcing a smile, and said, "Xiaobin, go inside and study
. Your cousin is just playing around with me."
I was also stunned and didn't react for a moment. Seeing my cousin bullying my mother like this, I panicked and grabbed
him, trying to pull him off my mother. But he slammed him down hard.
My mother was now pinned to the sofa, her tight black sweater pushed up to her armpits,
revealing her firm breasts encased in purple lace bra, and her flat, smooth abdomen completely exposed. The belt of her jeans had also
been unbuckled, revealing her sexy purple lace panties. Seeing that I was still in the living room, my mother forced a smile and
said to me again, "Xiaobin, good boy, come inside quickly..." Her almost pleading tone made me anxious,
but I knew that if I stayed, it would only cause her more pain. I had no choice but to obediently go into my bedroom,
close the door, and let her face what was about to happen.
After I left, my mother no longer needed to maintain her dignity in front of me and lay on the sofa, sobbing.
My cousin, annoyed by my mother's crying, slapped her twice across the face and yelled, "Shut your mother's mouth
! What are you pretending for?" The sound was so loud that I could hear it clearly from my bedroom.
After that, I didn't hear my mother crying anymore, until I heard the sounds of flesh colliding in the living room, along with
my mother's plaintive moans. My heart sank. Even a fool would know what they were doing. I felt
a strange sense of pleasure mixed with humiliation. Later I realized it was my mother's psychological manipulation at work; subconsciously, I
longed to rebel against her strict discipline, to see her cold, stern exterior being humiliated.
That afternoon, I stayed in my bedroom. Later that evening, my mother finally came in
, her face extremely embarrassed. She tried to speak several times but didn't know how, and ultimately just stayed for
dinner before leaving. I didn't know how to talk to my mother after what had happened. My feelings were a jumble of
emotions; I ate without tasting anything and then locked myself back in my room.
The next day, after my father came home from his shift, my mother was prepared for the worst—
she was fed up with living in constant fear. But I simply didn't know how to begin the story.
I was afraid that telling my father about yesterday's events would lead to something even worse, so, being cowardly and introverted, I didn't dare tell him
what had happened. I acted as if nothing had occurred. Years later,
I often wondered if my mother would have had a chance to return to normalcy if I had had the courage to tell him what I knew.
Since I didn't tell my father, my mother naturally wouldn't reveal her shameful
secret, and the family maintained a facade of warmth and harmony.
My mother's submissive attitude and my cowardly silence emboldened my cousin to an unprecedented degree.
Whenever my father was away, my cousin became the new master of the house, completely disregarding
my presence. He would often deliberately hug and grope my mother in front of me, and my mother
could only say a few token words like "no" or "don't do that," before urging me to go back to my room and study. At first
, I would be terrified and my heart would race when I encountered this situation. But after it happened a few times, it didn't feel so
strange anymore; it was like a normal thing.
It wasn't until my cousin left for winter break that the distance between my mother and me eased a little.
Although we could never be like before, at least we resumed our daily communication.
During the winter break, my mother went to my aunt's house twice, once before the New Year and once after, staying there for
a total of four days. I knew perfectly well that my mother went there to be sexually assaulted, and I even searched her bag after she returned, but unfortunately,
I found nothing.
Before the winter break was even over, my cousin couldn't wait and came to my house several days early. Just when I thought he would
indulge his sexual desires on my mother as before, I was surprised to find him carrying two bags and rushing away, not
returning until the afternoon of the next day.
Later, I learned that my cousin had been raping Aunt Li Rong those two days, and it was my mother who told him about it
. My mother and Li Rong had been classmates for over ten years. Through casual conversation, she managed to glean that Li Rong's husband
was going on a business trip to the provincial capital that week, and her son would be going with him. My cousin, seeing this as a golden opportunity, couldn't resist and finally got his
wish, sleeping with the stunningly beautiful Li Rong. From the moment he entered until he left the next day, my cousin had sex with
Li Rong seven or eight times, until his penis felt almost rubbed raw. As for Li Rong herself, although she
was raped, my cousin's stamina and skill allowed her to orgasm more than ten times. Later, my cousin boasted to me that
the amount of vaginal fluid that day was probably enough to fill a small basin.
Like my mother before her, Li Rong didn't dare to speak out after being raped.
Women of this age with families and children usually don't dare to speak out after such incidents. They can't bear the shame, and they don't dare risk reporting it to
the police, causing public knowledge and the breakdown of their families. They can only suffer in silence. Usually, women in their thirties
don't value their chastity as much as naive seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, and wouldn't act as if
they were going to die after being raped. Moreover, Aunt Li's gentle and quiet nature meant she was unlikely to report it to the police, and my cousin had essentially
opened the door to conquering Aunt Li.
My cousin didn't come home that night, and my mother knew he had succeeded
. She tossed and turned in bed all night, filled with self-reproach and inner turmoil. Only when he returned did she forget her worries and help him change into slippers. As she got closer,
she smelled a subtle, deep perfume on him, and a slight surge of anger welled up inside her. She
secretly cursed her old classmate for using such alluring perfume; she deserved to be targeted. I had just come out of the room after hearing the commotion
and saw my mother kneeling before my cousin, deftly taking off his smelly sneakers and putting slippers
on him.
Although I'd almost gotten used to my mother's tolerance and submission towards my cousin, seeing this scene still left me with mixed
feelings. On one hand, I was angry at my mother's unwavering tolerance, and on the other hand, I particularly hoped to see her humiliating behavior
, as it would allow me to release the rebellious feelings that had been suppressed by my mother's strict upbringing.
After my mother changed my cousin's slippers, she noticed me watching her submissive behavior and quickly coughed, saying,
"Yes, Xiaobin, your cousin is here."
"I know." I didn't want to greet this devil and simply replied to my mother.
My mother was still a little awkward, forcing a smile as she said, "Xiaobin, are you tired from studying? Watch some TV and rest for a while.
"
I hummed in agreement and ignored them, turning on the TV and sitting on the sofa, randomly flipping through channels. My cousin, on the other hand, was
in a good mood, chuckling as he pulled my mother close and vigorously squeezed her buttocks a few times. My mother gasped softly
, but didn't resist much as my cousin pulled her to sit with him.
I glanced at her furtively out of the corner of my eye. My mother was sitting in the middle of the sofa, leaning slightly against my cousin. Her long
hair obscured her beautiful face, so I couldn't see her expression. A large, strong
hand was kneading her full breasts under the hem of her cotton-padded coat. Her slender waist swayed slightly, and her shapely hips
, encased in fitted trousers, appeared exceptionally full and rounded. Another large hand was greedily groping her hips.
Her calves were straight and long, with flesh-colored socks covering her ankles. The sight made my mouth go dry, and my penis began to rise
.
My mother slowly became aroused by the caresses, involuntarily uttering almost inaudible murmurs. Her almond
-shaped eyes, filled with desire, gazed at my cousin, her expressive eyes hinting at her intense craving for affection.
However, my cousin was too preoccupied with satisfying my mother's cravings to proceed, continuing only with his hand gestures
. This was a real ordeal for my mother. She endured the constant itching down there until my father came home from work, tormented by desire
to the point where she almost begged for sex in front of me. Thankfully, she held back.
After my father came home, my mother quickly hid in the kitchen pretending to be busy,
only daring to come out when the flush on her face subsided. That evening, my mother no longer cared about her image in front of my father and took the initiative
to beg for sex in bed, hoping to temporarily fill the void in her body. However, after two attempts, my father
couldn't get an erection anymore, and my mother didn't even experience a single orgasm. Not only did she not find relief, but she became even more aroused
. Finally, after my father fell asleep, she secretly went to find my exhausted cousin, only to find that he had deliberately
locked the bedroom door. My mother was so frustrated that she almost kicked the door down.
The next morning, after Father went to work, my cousin, who had rested all night, lazily emerged from the bedroom
. Mother, whose eyes were practically brimming with desire after a night of arousal, saw her cousin and, as if grasping at
a straw, trembled in her most seductive voice, said, "Haifeng… Auntie can't take it anymore… Please,
help Auntie."
My cousin's eyes lit up; this was exactly the effect he wanted. He laughed mockingly at his mother, "You slut, can't take it already
? If you want me to help you, go to the living room, take off your pants, and wait. I'll come help you after I've washed up, haha.
"
Mother knew her cousin would definitely make some outrageous demands, but she hadn't expected this.
She quickly grabbed him, saying urgently, "Haifeng, Xiaobin is still home… Is it okay in the bedroom?"
"No! It has to be in the living room. Hurry up, or don't expect me to fuck you this week." My cousin ruthlessly
shook off his mother.
My mother bit her red lips and struggled for a moment, but ultimately, her inner desire prevailed. She knocked on my door and
softly asked from outside, "Xiaobin, are you up?"
I had already been woken up by their brief argument and, without understanding what was going on, just gave a casual "Mmm.
" Hearing the response, my mother pushed open the door and came in, sitting down and stammering, "Xiaobin... your cousin and I are in the living
room... talking about something in the living room... don't come out..."
Combining what I had just heard about the argument, I instantly understood what my mother meant. Although I felt a mix of emotions,
I still nodded.
My mother breathed a sigh of relief, ruffled my hair, and smiled slightly, "Good child, I used to be too strict with you
. Now that you've grown up a lot, I won't be so strict anymore."
I felt that my mother wanted to exchange my silence for her willingness to stop disciplining me. Thinking that I wouldn't have
to endure the boring and tedious studying anymore, I felt the deal was acceptable and nodded again. By this time, the sound of water in the bathroom
had stopped, and my mother couldn't sit still any longer.
She hurriedly stood up, closed the door, and went out. Just as the door was about to close, I saw my mother taking off her black leggings as she walked away; her snow-white, beautiful buttocks were so
dazzling… I lay on the bed, intently listening to the sounds of flesh colliding coming from the living room, along with
my mother's slightly suppressed moans. I imagined my dark-skinned, muscular cousin
riding on top of my upright mother, feeling both humiliated and uncontrollably excited. My right hand rapidly stroked my hard, throbbing penis
.
"Tell me, did I fuck you good?" my cousin asked arrogantly, the sounds of slapping filling my
ears. In that instant, I actually began to admire my cousin.
"Mmm… mmm…" my mother let out two drawn-out nasal sounds. With me at home, she couldn't completely ignore
my presence, and her answer wasn't as lewd as it was when no one else was around.
"You slut, why is there so much water coming out of you?" My cousin was deliberately teasing my mother. The more she tried to remain silent,
the more he wanted to torment her shame.
"Ah... hiss..." My mother still didn't speak, but her breathing became increasingly rapid,
and her moans gradually became uncontrollable.
"Hmm... Haifeng... I can't take it anymore... ugh..." Imagining my mother's dazed expression when my cousin brought her to orgasm, I
masturbated for a while longer, and with a series of alluring moans from my mother, I ejaculated.
After wiping the splattered semen off the sheets with toilet paper, the excitement I felt earlier vanished abruptly, replaced
by a huge sense of confusion and frustration, waves of discomfort washing over me.
The sounds from the living room continued to come, and I inexplicably began to feel irritable. I covered my head, not wanting to listen anymore,
and unknowingly fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I was suddenly poked awake. Opening my eyes, I saw my cousin sitting by my bed. Seeing I was awake,
he grinned, showing his big white teeth, and said, "Xiao Bin, you're awake."
My young heart was filled with complex emotions. I hadn't expected my cousin to sit there smiling like nothing was wrong.
I wanted him to disappear from the house immediately, yet I was also filled with fear of him.
Seeing that I didn't speak, my cousin chuckled again: "You're young and don't understand. This kind of thing happens all the time in our rural area
."
My eyes widened in disbelief.
Seeing my doubtful look, my cousin lowered his voice and whispered in my ear, "Don't you believe me? In your aunt's
town alone, there are several cases of nephews sleeping with their aunts, nephews sleeping with their aunts, even older women, and some even sleeping with their own mothers." 　　I quickly thought of the boys and women I had seen when I went back home, and immediately connected them to several couples around the same age as my mother and cousin
. 　　I was so shocked I couldn't speak. 　　My cousin then said mysteriously, "Remember Zhang Zhiqiang's aunt? She was taken advantage of by Zhang Zhiqiang. 　　When I went back home for winter break, I played with her with him. It was incredibly exciting." 　　I couldn't accept such shocking news; I was utterly stunned. Finally, my cousin patted 　　my shoulder and said something that stirred my emotions: "If you're so capable, go and get your aunt 　　. I absolutely won't interfere." I spent the entire day in shock, constantly fantasizing about 　　the incestuous relationships 　　between the seemingly attractive and respectable women in town and their nephews and nieces, even imagining myself having sex with my aunt 　　. I didn't pay any attention to my mother and cousin's actions.

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