My poor mother (4)

Chapter Four: My Mother Talking to My Dad with a Penis Inserted into Her Lower Body

"Ding...ding ding ding ding. Ding...ding ding ding ding..." The phone on the bedside table suddenly started playing,

startling the three people on the bed.

My mother freed her hand from Old Wang's penis and tried to grab the phone from the table, but Old Wang

was quicker; he stepped on my mother's forearm and snatched the phone first.

"Ouch, it's Old Huang. You old bitch, your husband is calling." Old Wang glanced at

the caller ID on the screen and shook the phone at my mother, who was bent over and being fucked.

My mother twisted her body, thrust forward, freeing herself from the middle-aged man's penis in her lower body, and lunged at

Old Wang . But Old Liu behind her reacted quickly, grabbing my mother's waist and pinning her down.

"Ling, you bitch, what's your hurry? Are you trying to tell your husband how wet your cunt is?" My mother's name

is Ling, and Old Wang called her Ling, wanting to further humiliate her.

At that moment, Old Liu grabbed both of my mother's wrists with one hand, clamping them tightly like iron clamps. With his other hand,

he grabbed her hair and pulled her off the bed. A pair of hairy thighs

wrapped around my mother's waist from behind, leaving only her two pale legs struggling on the bed like fish out of water.

My mother was firmly restrained by Old Liu from behind, unable to move. Her beautiful eyes were filled with panic as

she stared Old Wang. Her large, juicy breasts trembled with each struggle, bobbing up and down,

a tempting sight. Her vulva, sandwiched between two calves, was faintly visible. The fleshy pink female genitalia were very moist from prolonged

intercourse , a small, wet black patch standing out starkly against the base of her two snow-white thighs.

"Quickly reject the call, press that red button, I beg you!" My mother was almost in tears,

leaning forward towards Old Wang, only to be pulled back by Old Liu.

"Weren't you always calling us 'Old Huang'? Fine, I'll let you talk to your husband on

the phone ." Old Wang smiled smirk, his black finger pressing the green answer button and simultaneously the speakerphone button.

"Hello, Ah Ling," the call connected.

Ah Ling was my father's pet name for my mother, a private conversation between husband and wife, known only to me occasionally, but

now overheard by two middle-aged men raping her.

Hearing my father's pet name for her on the phone, tears streamed down my mother's face. The pent-up emotions from that drunken gang rape that night

suddenly erupted.

That night, after being drugged and gang-raped by three old men, the helplessness, fear, and panic she felt upon waking were unbearable. She had nowhere

to confide in, so she could only wipe the semen from her body with her torn dress, change the messy sheets, prepare breakfast

for her son, and pretend nothing had happened.

Then, at the construction site, a group of filthy laborers groped every inch of her skin. Finally, under Old

Wang's lecherous gaze, she forced herself to sit up, enduring the stench of semen, and rode home,

finally taking a hot shower to wash away the partially congealed semen. But the shame in her heart

wouldn't wash away.

Now, in her cozy bed with her husband, she was

being raped , yet she heard her husband gently calling her name. The suppressed pain in her heart burst

forth. The pain in her swollen genitals from the repeated rapes was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

Even as my mother's emotions overwhelmed her, she retained a sliver of reason, remaining silent and letting

tears stream down her face, dripping onto the sheets.

"Honey, what's wrong?" she cried, trying to speak into the phone in her usual tone.

"Ah Ling... what are you doing?" my father asked tentatively, trying to gauge her mood,

unaware that his wife was sitting in another man's lap, his large belly pressing against her back,

the contrast between his dark skin and her pale figure stark.

"I was sleeping when your call woke me up... hmm."

It turned out that Old Wang was using his smelly feet to gently rub against my mother's soft vulva. The thick calluses on his heels

patiently rubbed against her thick labia. My mother felt a sudden numbness and itchiness in her lower body, a hard object gently

rubbing against her moist labia. She wanted to moan, but reason prevailed.

"Wife, what's wrong?"

"Honey, I'm fine, just woke up, my nose is stuffy."

The afternoon sun shone through the blinds onto the cotton sheets, revealing two men with thick, dark, fleshy bodies,

their bodies covered in sweat. One of them cupped a middle-aged woman's breasts with his large hand; the breasts, glistening with his saliva

, shimmered in the lazy sunlight. His tongue, coated with a thick layer of saliva, licked the sensitive nipples, which

trembled with each lick, like plum blossoms in the winter wind.

The other man wrapped his thick, hairy thighs around the beautiful woman's waist, his

slightly yellowed heels rubbing against her damp vulva. A strand of her hair was bitten into his large mouth,

as if savoring the taste of a mature woman in her hair.

Old Liu and Old Wang, these two street urchins who had raped my mother, were each using their own methods to stimulate her

sensitive areas, trying to force her to make some strange noises. My mother could only suppress

the pleasure , trying to stifle the moans in her throat.

At that moment, Old Liu released the strand of hair from his mouth, leaned close to my mother's ear, and whispered, "Ling, you bitch, you let me ride you.

Your cunt is full of my semen. Next time I call you, will you call me 'husband' too?" With that,

he bit down on my mother's smooth, round, pearly shoulder, his yellowed teeth leaving a row of teeth marks on her white skin.

Just as Old Wang bit my mother's shoulder, my father's doting voice came through the phone again.

"Then sleep a little longer. The magazine says the more a woman sleeps, the younger and more beautiful she becomes."

"Okay, is there anything else?" my mother asked, enduring the stinging pain in her shoulder, her voice tinged with a hint of joy

.

My own husband cherished me so much, yet I was being ridden by two old men at home, their

penises thrusting in and out of my vagina like a public bus. Their semen was being casually ejaculated into my body, and

every inch of my skin was clearly visible to these two lecherous men. How could I possibly face my husband? My

mother thought sadly, and tears began to well up in her eyes again.

"Hmm... Ah Ling... I won't be going home tonight. I'm on a winning streak today, I'll win a lot of money.

With that money, I can buy you that platinum necklace."

"Okay... Don't forget to eat dinner."

"Okay, I'm hanging up, bye-bye." The phone went dead, but the call ended, and

the rape of her was just the beginning.

Old Liu released my mother's hand and kicked her in the back. "Smack!" My mother was kicked face down on

the bed, her body trembling slightly, her legs bent and kicking the bed, her buttocks facing Old Wang's belly. Old Wang

slapped his penis against my mother's buttocks a few times, then slowly inserted it into my mother's vagina, the pubic hair of the male and female

genitals tightly intertwined.

Standing in the closet, I looked at my watch and found that it was already 5 pm. On the one hand, it meant that the two old men

had been gang-raping my mother for two hours, and on the other hand, it meant that I had to "go home".

I tiptoed from the wardrobe to the hallway, opened the door, and then slammed it shut as if I were shouting.

Then I yelled, "Mom, I'm home!" and headed towards my parents' bedroom door.

"Xiaotong, you're back! I..."

"Xiaotong, it's your Uncle Wang. Your mom, your Uncle Liu, and I are discussing something in the room. Go

do your own thing, your mom will make you dinner in a bit."

"Xiaotong, it's your Uncle Liu. Your dad won't be home tonight, so the four of us will have dinner together."

Before finish, two old men's cheerful voices came from behind the lacquered wooden door.

"Hello Uncle Wang, hello Uncle Liu, then I'll go back to my room." Being so young, I couldn't resist these

two fat, balding middle-aged men. My dad wasn't home, so I could only wait and see.

I "heavily" made my way back to my room and climbed back into the wardrobe to peek at what was happening next door.

The bedroom reeked of genital secretions. My mother, her buttocks raised and legs spread, stood with a fat man

behind . His bald head was sparse, and his body was oily and black. His penis was inside my

mother's vagina, and his hands gripped her waist tightly as he thrust in and out. The flabby flesh on my mother's lower abdomen

hung loosely, swaying back and forth.

Old Wang sat on the bed, his fat buttocks pushed to the side. He propped himself up with his hands, his protruding

belly , his lustful eyes watching the writhing woman before him. His limp penis lay quietly

on her calves, a small amount of semen still remaining on the glans, while most of the semen

was, of course, inside my mother's stomach.

My mother's eyes were half-closed, strands of her long hair, damp with sweat, clung to her forehead, and the blush on her face

radiated feminine charm. A penis was being inserted into her vagina, its thick labia majora

blooming like flower petals around Old Liu's penis. The thick pubic hair on her vulva was

clumped together, covered in a mixture of sweat, secretions, and semen.

Old Liu thrust in and out dozens more times in a rear-entry position, then roared and began ejaculating his pent-up semen into

the woman's body. A few seconds later, Old Liu reluctantly withdrew his penis, and a pool of semen

slowly flowed from my mother's vagina…

"You old bitch, lick it for me."

Old Wang pulled my mother, who was slumped on the bed, up and pressed her head between his legs.

"Hurry up and lick it. If you dare bite my dick, I'll go next door and kill that little brat." Old Liu

even used me to threaten my mother.

This worked. My mother, exhausted from being tortured by the two old men, knelt

between Old Liu's legs again, sticking out her tongue to lick his limp penis. My mother pouted her lips, wrapped her tongue around

the base of Old Liu's glans, and licked diligently, occasionally smacking her lips.

"This old bitch, she always acts so high and mighty, but her oral skills are just as good as the prostitutes outside.

Looks like she's had plenty of practice with Old Huang, isn't she Ling the bitch?" Old Wang laughed loudly, his limp

penis trembling.

My mother was buried between Old Liu's legs, her hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders, her brows tightly furrowed.

Nearly three hours of intercourse had left her exhausted, her eyes somewhat glazed and dull. Her cherry-like lips were servicing

the purplish-black glans, her lips wet and red, a string of penile secretions hanging from the corners of her mouth. Her naked body

trembled slightly, her two plump, white breasts hanging softly, moving gently.

Old Liu was on top of her, eyes closed, enjoying himself immensely. The few tufts of hair remaining on her ears were tied

up , her penis was constantly being licked by a soft tongue, occasionally entering and exiting a warm hole,

the nerves on the glans frantically sending pleasure signals to his cerebral cortex.

Old Wang suddenly pressed his large hand down on my mother, who was diligently working on his penis. Caught off guard, my mother let out

a groan as he was forcefully pressed down, her face rubbed by the thick male pubic hair. The old man's penis shoved into her

throat.

"What are you doing? I..."

"What do you mean, 'I'? You're a filthy bitch. Hurry up and keep licking me. Do you want your son's life or not?"

Old Liu said fiercely, his face contorted.

My mother was almost crying. She had never suffered like this before. Even after marriage,

her husband was always very gentle and soft-spoken with her, never daring to be disrespectful. But she, whom her husband cherished,

was being violated by a middle-aged man, uneducated, and reeking of a strong, sour stench. Her belly was filled with

his semen, and her body was covered in his saliva.

"Hurry up, or I'll really break that little brat's leg." Old Wang pretended to move

his leg , as if he was about to get off the bed. Terrified, my mother quickly lowered her head and continued to suck the old man's penis.

"Ugh, this old bitch is a teacher, are all teachers like this? All that pretentious on stage

, but offstage she's such a slut, big boobs, big ass, and so wet down there, hahaha." My mom felt

a pang of sadness listening to the filthy words, but afraid of hurting me, she dared not retort.

My mom was buried in Old Liu's thick pubic hair, diligently "working," her buttocks raised towards Old Wang. Her wet

vulva, like a small bun, was sandwiched between two snow-white thighs, the fleshy red slit in the middle tempting

every man's desire. And above her vulva was my mom's anus, completely

exposed to Old Wang's eyes because of the position.

My mother's anus was spread open like a fleshy chrysanthemum, a few short pubic hairs growing on the folds.

Because her body had been violated for nearly three hours, her anus was also very moist, with a layer of fine sweat. My parents

had never explored this part of her body when they had sex.

Old Wang had never engaged in anal sex before, because he thought it was a place for excretion and was very dirty. But

because was cleaned frequently, there wasn't a speck of dirt on it. And because it had only been penetrated once by those migrant workers' fingers,

it was still pink, quite beautiful.

My mother was originally diligently licking Old Liu's penis when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her upper perineum.

Turning her head , she saw Old Wang sticking his thumb into her anus and twisting it repeatedly.

"Get out, get out quickly, you can't put anything there. You unwanted old man," my mother

cursed at Old Wang, forgetting her current situation in pain.

Old Wang was already reluctant to play with my mother's anus, and being scolded only killed his enthusiasm. He pulled out his thumb,

raised his large black hand, and slapped my mother's upturned buttocks.

"Slap!"

"Slap!" He slapped her five times heavily, making my mother moan several times and

spit out Old Liu's penis from her mouth.

"You old slut, shameless thing, I gave you face and you still don't want it. I have no one to marry, I have no one to marry.

Who rode your worn-out shoe just now, you slutty thing?" Old Wang said, venting his anger.

At this moment, Old Liu grabbed my mother's hair and said, "Stop eating, look at your slutty face, I'm hungry,

go make us something to eat."

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