The Mysterious Mother [Full Story]

(I)

I'm finally home! It's been over two months since I last came back, but it was all worth it. My grades were already pretty good, and the joint exchange program between top students from three schools organized by the school has helped me improve even more.

On the way home, I stopped at a fast food restaurant and bought a few dishes that Mom likes. I had just put the food on the table when I heard the door open.

"Mom, you're an hour later than usual today! I'm starving!"

"You naughty son, knowing you were coming home today, Mom went to the supermarket and bought some of your favorite fruits."

"Hehe, Mom's so good."

"So diligent, buying so much good food. Good, it saves me from cooking."

Mom took a few freshly heated buns out of the microwave and sat down opposite me.

"Ouch..."

For some reason, Mom jumped up as soon as she sat down, startling me.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing..."

I saw Mom subconsciously touch her bottom, then slowly sit down again. Was there something wrong with the chair?

"Mom, is the chair broken? Should we get a new one?"

"No... really, it's nothing. Didn't you say you were hungry? Hurry up and eat."

Strange, why is Mom's face slightly flushed, and her eyes are a little glistening? Sigh, why worry about that? I'm starving, I should just eat first.

"You naughty son, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you. By the way, how's your exchange with the top students from your schools going?"

"Yeah, it was worth it. There are so many good students these days, I've really learned a lot."

"Don't miss any more opportunities like this in the future. Oh, and Mom signed you up for an English class with a foreign teacher, don't forget to go this weekend."

"Huh? Really?"

"What 'huh'? Mom doesn't mind spending money, why would you mind sacrificing your rest time?"

It's strange, why does Mom's bottom always wiggle when she eats, like there's a nail on the chair?

After dinner, Mom cleared the table, and Mom and I went back to our respective bedrooms. Home is so comfortable, much better than the dormitory at No. 15 Middle School.

What's wrong? Why am I so thirsty? I think I drank too many drinks. Sigh, the teacher was right, we should drink more plain water in the summer, drinks don't quench thirst at all.

I went to the kitchen and drank two glasses of cold water in one go. Just as I was about to go back to my bedroom, I suddenly heard voices coming from my mother's bedroom.

Who is Mom talking to? Dad should still be abroad.

Curiosity led me to quietly walk to the door of my mother's bedroom, pressing my ear tightly against the door. Suddenly, I heard my mother's silvery laughter.

"You naughty boy, you're the worst."

Oh, I thought it was something else, maybe Mom and Dad were on the phone, she must be whining to Dad.

But just as I turned to go back to my bedroom, my mother's words almost made me collapse.

"You say you're not bad? My bottom is all swollen from your spanking, it's still burning."

Although her voice wasn't loud, I could still vaguely hear it. My mother's words reminded me of her uncomfortable expression during dinner earlier.

"I like it."

"Mmm, comfortable, exciting."

"Didn't we just play together? What, you want me again? Hehe."

"Honey, don't...don't say that, my lower part is..."

What, what's going on? Who is Mom talking to on the phone? I'm sure it's not Dad, so who is it?

The only thing I can confirm is that Mom is cheating on me.

"You're bad, you always like to ejaculate inside me, it's not all gone yet."

"Mmm, I want to be with you forever too."

God, what is Mom saying? She wants to be with that person forever, what about Dad? What about me, her own son?

Sigh, maybe Mom said it unintentionally to appease that bastard on the other end of the phone. I believe Mom is probably just too lonely, that's why she did this.

All those disgusting words, I really couldn't listen to them anymore. I went back to my bedroom and started telling myself over and over again, Zhao Haihao, you must believe your mother, you must believe her, because Mom is a holy people's teacher.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, the words my mother and her lover had exchanged flashed through my mind again, along with the reaction of my mother

's bottom as she sat in the chair. My mother actually said that her bottom was swollen from being beaten by that man, but I couldn't see any pain in her expression at all. On the contrary, she seemed like a happy, content woman. Why was that?

One question after another appeared in my mind. What should I do? What should I do?

Confront my mother? Impossible. My mother would never admit it. Even if she did, how could she face me afterward? How embarrassing would that be?

Tell my father abroad? Even more impossible. First, it would worry him; second, it might break up our family.

I fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up in the morning, my mother was already preparing breakfast, still with that loving motherly demeanor. After careful observation, I couldn't find anything different.

During class at school, my mind was a mess; I didn't hear a word the teacher said. Hmph, can you blame me? With something like this happening at home, no one could concentrate on their studies.

Sometimes I even think, for the sake of this family, maybe I shouldn't expose this. Maybe she's just too lonely. But as long as Mom is still my mom, still Dad's wife, let nature take its course.

But Mom said she wants to be with that person forever. That sentence puts immense pressure on me. I'm so scared, so very scared.

No, I have to know the truth.

During lunch break, to save time, I took a taxi and quickly returned home.

As expected, Mom was still at her school, and the house was quiet. Although I was alone at home, it was my first time doing something like this, and I was still a little nervous.

Holding my breath, I tiptoed into Mom's bedroom. The furnishings were no different from usual. What was the secret?

I opened the wardrobe and rummaged through it, but found nothing unusual, except for a few clothes and skirts I hadn't seen before. But upon closer inspection, these extra skirts and coats looked rather sexy. But what does that mean? Mom's figure is already quite good for a mature woman; wearing sexy clothes isn't unreasonable.

There was nothing unusual in the closet, but for some reason, I always felt that there was some secret hidden in my mother's bedroom. But where was the secret?

Could it be? Could it be in the computer? I hurriedly turned on my mother's computer, only to be disappointed again. The browsing history had been deleted. Just as I was feeling hopeless, I suddenly noticed that the D drive was almost full, but what surprised me even more was that it was encrypted. Why was that?

I started trying, trying almost every number that held any sentimental value, my palms sweating, but nothing worked. I just couldn't access the encrypted D drive. Why

did my mother set a password? What kind of shady thing was hidden inside?

Just as I was racking my brains, suddenly some pleasant music came from the room. I was so startled that I fell onto the carpet.

Oh my god, it was my phone ringing! It scared me to death. It was my classmate Zhang Yingdong calling. I answered, asked a few questions, and it was nothing serious. I gave him a few perfunctory replies and hung up.

But just then, I noticed a small box under my mother's Simmons bed that I had never seen before, and it even had a slightly shimmering silver appearance.

I easily pulled out the small box under the bed, but as I did so, I vaguely felt something fall from the top of it, as if it had been scraped off by the edge of the Simmons mattress.

I reached under the bed again and pulled out the scraped object. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a black package.

Could Mom's secret be in this black package? Should I open it? Although I hesitated, I had no choice but to proceed.

When I tremblingly opened the black plastic package, what I found inside was something I hadn't expected.

Inside were stockings of various colors—black, gray, green, pink, and so on. It's normal for women to wear stockings, but why would Mom hide these sexy stockings under the bed?

As I took out the stockings, I suddenly discovered another secret: under the stockings were two bras. The black bra was too small to possibly cover Mom's large breasts. And the other, a semi-transparent red bra, had two small holes showing.

This… what’s below left me speechless. What… what is this? Is this underwear? It’s a

completely transparent silk panty, with a lifelike butterfly embroidered along the edge.

And this… this… could this be the legendary thong? This kind of underwear is practically the same as not wearing anything at all.

At the very bottom is a piece of lingerie that’s connected together: two black fishnet stockings, connected to a black thong, with two thin black strings on either side of the thong, and on those strings are fishnet bras. Are

all these… these disgusting things my mother’s?

What… what’s wrong with me? Seeing these things for the first time has given me a strange feeling in my genitals, and I can’t help but picture my mother wearing them.

Oh God, forgive me, forgive me, that’s my mother, how could I think like this?

After putting the lingerie away, the mysterious little box immediately caught my eye, but just as I was about to open it, I found it was locked.

Good heavens, are you kidding me? It’s either encrypted or locked.

Oh dear, I almost forgot, it's almost time for class! I quickly put the small box and package away, tidied myself up, and hurried back to school.

All afternoon, my mind was filled with the password-protected D drive and the locked box. What was inside?

Was it all just a hallucination?

Cao Lijuan, such a virtuous and kind name, my biological mother, and a respected high school homeroom teacher—could she possibly be having an affair?

No, this must be my hallucination, or maybe it's just a prank by my mother?

Perhaps those sexy stockings, revealing underwear, and lingerie under the bed were bought to spice up my and my father's sex life. Maybe there was nothing shameful in the password-protected D drive and the locked box.

But what my mother said on the phone… how do I explain that?

Ouch! I pinched my thigh; it burned. Oh God, this isn't a hallucination, it really isn't.

When I got home from school, my mother was preparing dinner in the kitchen. I was greeted by her loving smile; everything seemed so normal.

That evening, I started paying attention, sneaking out of my bedroom several times but not hearing any noise from my mother's room.

However, around nine o'clock, I vaguely heard soft, suggestive sounds coming from her room.

Although I couldn't possibly hear what the person on the other end of the phone was saying, my mother's response completely shocked me.

(II)

I was truly shocked. What was my mother doing in her bedroom? Why was that sound coming from inside? Was she "on the phone" again?

"Hmm, my nipples are hard."

"Oh no, no way."

"Okay, okay, I admit it, I'm wet, just thinking about you makes me wet down there."

What? What was my mother saying? Hard, wet, could it be that my mother was… No doubt, it was too shocking. My mother was actually flirting on the phone with someone in her bedroom while masturbating.

But what shocked me even more was yet to come.

"Honey, my son is home, let's not do that, okay?"

Honey, my mother was calling the other person honey, ah? Could it be my father on the other end of the phone? Did I misunderstand my mother? Was she flirting with my father?

Oh no, if it were Dad, Mom should say, "Our son is home," not "My son is home."

Ugh, Zhao Haihao, stop daydreaming, Mom really is cheating.

Hmph, even when Dad was home, Mom never called him "darling," but she's using that word on the person on the phone, and her voice still sounds so cloying.

"But I'm feeling a little uncomfortable..."

"Are you angry? Okay, okay, play is fine, Lijuan will listen to you, okay?"

"Hmm, naughty son, lick Mommy's nipple."

What? Who is Mom talking to? Son? Is Mom calling me?

Wait, what are they doing?

"Okay, okay, I know, you bad boy, you just love hearing lewd things. Ah... good son, grab Mommy's sexy breasts, rub them hard."

"Bad son, you're making Mommy feel so good, mmm, I want both breasts."

"I'm wearing them, black ones, I know you like me wearing these."

"Lick them, Mommy's been wearing them all day at school, come lick Mommy's feet." "

Mmm... do Mommy's feet smell good? For you, Mommy soaks her feet in milk almost every day, lick them well."

This... I was wondering why there were so many cartons of milk at home, I never thought it was for Mommy to soak her feet to please that bastard on the other end of the phone.

"You bad boy, you know and you still ask me, they're wet, they've all soaked in your stockings."

"Darling, it itches so much, come lick Lijuan's pussy."

"You naughty boy, I said so. Good son, use your bad tongue to lick Mommy's cunt."

"So good, ah...it feels so good to lick Mommy."

I understand now, I finally understand. If nothing unexpected happens, they're probably playing a role-playing game on the phone, and it's the most despicable incestuous game between mother and son.

Huh? What's wrong with me?

I...how could my penis be so miraculously hard? Is it because of the lewd sounds my mother makes in the bedroom?

No, I'm not that kind of child, I wouldn't have such filthy thoughts about my mother.

"Good son, hurry up and give it to Mommy, Mommy needs you."

"Bad son, stop teasing Mommy, Mommy's...my...pussy is so itchy, hurry up and use your big cock to relieve the itch."

"Please, stop making fun of Mommy, hurry up and put your big cock in."

"Ah? Put it in where? This...hurry up, put your big cock into Mommy's cunt, into the place where you were born when you were little, ah..."

My mother, how could you say such things?

"Hmm, it's in, it's in, it feels so full."

"Ah...good son, harder, push it into Mommy's uterus, it feels so good."

"Ah...it feels so good, son, fuck me, use your big cock to fuck this place that once nurtured you hard."

Why, why do I get so hard when I hear these shameless and lewd words? Just as my right hand reached into my crotch, I seemed to become a little more sober.

No, I can't do this. Although I've masturbated before, I only fantasized about female celebrities. I can't desecrate my own mother who raised me for so many years like this.

"My good son, your cock is so big, Mommy's about to be fucked to death, ah..."

"Harder, Mommy's coming, ah... Shoot, shoot inside."

"Ah... Coming, I'm coming, so strong, your bad son's semen is almost cooking Mommy's uterus, ah..."

I really don't understand. Who could make my noble mother willingly say such obscene things, and play such a perverted game in the bedroom? And my mother actually participated, acting like it was real.

"What do you think, bad husband, of course I'm having an orgasm."

"Yeah, you're so bad, it's all your fault, making me spray all over the floor."

Husband? I must have heard correctly, Mommy was calling that person "husband. "

Could it be? Could the person on the other end of the phone be my father? Could it be that Daddy was playing this perverted game with Mommy on the phone?

"And you're still talking! She couldn't control herself during her orgasm, she even made a sound. If Xiao Hao heard that..."

"You're so naughty, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hmm, I miss you too, you bad boy, then wait..."

Damn it, I didn't hear that crucial sentence clearly. What was Mom trying to say?

Now I'm completely baffled. Back in my bedroom, I carefully considered the situation. Who was that person?

Mom called him "husband," could it really be Dad?

No, that person is definitely not Dad. In my memory, Mom basically only used two terms for Dad: either he called him by his name, or she called him "Xiao Hao's dad."

Thinking about Mom calling that person "husband," and knowing that person wasn't my father, a strange sense of crisis suddenly overwhelmed me.

Countless "whys" seemed to swirl in my ears. Why was Mom this kind of woman? Was she born so promiscuous? Was her previous image as a virtuous wife and loving mother all an act?

Or was it because Dad was always away and she was lonely, that someone took advantage of her?

Or perhaps Mom was coerced into doing this because someone had something on her?

If it was just because she was lonely and wanted to satisfy her sexual desires by playing online games with a stranger, then thank goodness.

But what I fear is that this person not only satisfied Mom's long-dormant sexual desires but also took over her heart, which would be difficult to undo.

I eavesdropped on their conversation outside Mom's bedroom door just now. From Mom's tone, I could tell that she initially didn't want to play this mother-son role-playing game with that person, but I don't know what that person said to her, but Mom...

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