My poor mother (1)

Chapter 1: Drugged Rape After Drinking

In mid-November, sandstorms swept across the northern skies, accompanied by a significant

drop in temperature. Unlike the south, the north often experiences sub-zero temperatures in winter, necessitating heating, with centralized

heating currently being the most widely used method. If the boiler operator is skilled and one lives

in a dormitory or apartment complex, one can practically wear only underwear at night. People therefore dislike

going out and prefer to stay home, and I was no exception.

I had just entered the second year of junior high school this September. My teacher said this was a crucial year, a transitional one, and I must

study hard, otherwise I would fall behind in the final year's pressure to catch up. My mother, 40 years old, is also a

junior high school teacher. She is usually stern and serious in class, demanding of me, but she also often reveals

her maternal tenderness.

My father was quite talented in his youth, but somewhat timid. He often vehemently criticized the political

system , yet he couldn't navigate the complexities of society. Now in his forties, he's accomplished nothing,

working as a low-level clerk in the county's construction bureau. He's also addicted to gambling, but his skills are terrible, leaving him with a mountain of debt. As a result,

uncles who come to collect his gambling debts frequently visit our house, arriving in the morning and staying until night. My father is

often too scared to go home, leaving my mother to deal with them alone.

One day, I came home from school and saw three debt collectors sitting on the sofa smoking, while my mother

poured them tea. The three were construction foremen, surnamed Wang, Liu, and Jiang. I

couldn't remember they were all in their fifties, pot-bellied, and balding—typical "Mediterranean"

hairlines. Their restless eyes kept glancing at my mother's swaying hips.

After greeting them, I went back to my bedroom. These three uncles are frequent visitors to my home.

Although my mother treats them kindly, serving them tea and water, she

always admonishes me to study hard and not become like them—over 50 years old, relying on nepotism for a living

, with vulgar language and low cultural literacy. She also often tells my father not to associate with them too much and to take care of

his health , lest he grow up like them, with a big belly and

teeth stained yellow from cigarette smoke.

That night, my father, having received the news, didn't dare go home and squeezed into a bed with the old gatekeeper at his workplace. My

mother had no choice but to cook and keep the three uncles company. The three shameless old men kept insisting on drinking, so my mother

had to tell me to go back to my room to do my homework while she drank with them.

At 9 pm, the noisy old men in the dining room suddenly stopped, which puzzled me, so I

opened a crack to peek into the dining room.

In the dining room, my mother lay reclining on a chair, her face flushed. Her large, mature breasts rose and fell with her breath,

her hair cascading over her shoulders. Her snow-white thighs rested on the chair legs, spread wide on either side.

The room was warm from the central heating, and my mother was wearing a loose-fitting housewife's dress without

trousers. Her inner thighs were clearly

visible .

Moreover, to keep her vagina dry, she wasn't wearing underwear. Her deep red

vulva, between her thighs, opened and closed as if breathing, surrounded by thick, dark pubic hair. No wonder the

three foremen stared.

My mother, having been given too much alcohol by the three men, showed no signs of waking up. Instead, her body was flushed from

the intoxication , and her small hands unbuttoned the only button on her dress.

She wasn't wearing a bra underneath either, and her large, mature breasts were half-hidden, seemingly about to burst out of

her clothes and be displayed to the three middle-aged foremen opposite her.

Old Wang said to the two men next to him, "That kid's wife is really pretty. Look at those breasts, so big and round,

I really want to suck them."

Foreman Liu chimed in, "Yeah, look at this slut, her little hole is showing, and the color of her flesh

down there is no different from those prostitutes outside, except the flesh is so fat and big. If I touched it a couple of times

..."

I thought to myself, "That bastard, comparing my mom to a prostitute outside, just wait until my dad gets back and sees how he deals with

you guys ."

Old Jiang, who had drunk the most and was also the most overweight, rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, that

brat is hiding outside tonight and doesn't dare to come back. Let's sleep with his wife, consider it paying off his debt, brothers,

what do you say?"

The three drunken old men looked at each other, and Old Wang said, "Okay, that slut was wiggling her big ass

when , I've wanted to fuck her for a long time." Old Liu also nodded.

Foreman Jiang then said, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins goes first, the rest of you go wait in the living room."

Old Wang went first, then Old Jiang, and finally Old Liu. Old Jiang and Old Liu reluctantly watched as my mother

, her mature, alluring body swaying unsteadily, went to the living room.

My mother was still fast asleep, her large eyelashes fluttering with her breath, unaware that she was about to be

gang-raped by three filthy old men besides her husband.

Old Wang impatiently picked my mother up from the chair and carried her to my parents' bedroom. My wardrobe

happened to be connected to my parents'

wardrobe a small gap into my parents' bedroom.

I saw Old Wang throw my mother onto the soft bed, take off his filthy, unrecognizable

sweater, pull down his lime-stained pants, and finally remove his dark green underwear

, leaving him only in gray socks.

Old Wang's penis was already erect, pointing high at my mother. Thick veins coiled around it like snakes, and

every inch of the purplish-red glans was engorged with blood. His swollen scrotum contained billions of sperm, ready to be ejaculated

deep into my mother's uterus. Perhaps because he hadn't showered in a long time, Old Wang was covered in mud and grime, his mouth

still bearing traces of grease from his meal. Even I, peeking from inside the closet, could smell the foul stench of

genitals only come from long-unwashed genitals.

My mother, who usually looked down on Old Wang, was about to be ridden by him. Just thinking about the upcoming

spectacle me a little excited.

Old Wang forcefully ripped off the only dress my mother was wearing. His large, hairy legs knelt on the bed, and

his filthy, dark hands grabbed her large breasts. My mother's breasts seemed to know what was about to happen

; her already large, deep red areolas swelled even more, and her nipples became erect and trembled slightly.

These were the sacred breasts that had nourished me as a child, now exposed to a filthy,

obese old man.

Then, Old Wang bent down and began licking my mother's nipples with his greasy lips. Old Wang's deep red

anus was also exposed, equally filthy, and below it was his scrotum, which moved rhythmically, his

penis pressing against my mother's snow-white thigh.

A still-attractive woman lay on the bed, her face flushed, her hands limply at her sides. Her long, glossy

black hair was pressed under the bed. Her body, usually well-maintained and in perfect shape, was now

pinned down by a balding, obese middle-aged man, well past fifty. The man's dark yellow fat rippled with each

lick, a disgusting sight that contrasted sharply with my mother's pristine white skin. His

large, black hands, stained with food grease and blackened with some unknown substance under his fingernails, groped my mother's smooth, delicate body

.

After Old Wang's licking, my mother's nipples were fully erect, and

the areolas, slightly higher than her white breasts, had enlarged further. Her breasts were covered in the grease from Old Wang's mouth and the middle-aged man's filthy

saliva, contrasting sharply with the white of his head under the light. Then, Old Wang placed his rough, black hands on my mother's breasts, forcefully squeezing the sacred breasts

that had once nurtured me .

Under Old Wang's large hands, a pair of snow-white, soft breasts were squeezed into various

shapes, and the thick pubic hair on the back of Old Wang's hands stood up because of this stimulating scene.

I was anxiously waiting in the closet to call my father, but because the phone was in the living room, and Old Liu

and Old Jiang were also there, I couldn't go out. I could only watch helplessly and decide what to do next.

At this moment, my mother's pink lips suddenly opened and she made a "hmm" sound. Old Wang seemed to be infected by the seductive

woman's moan, and the glans on my mother's thigh grew even larger. His large hands moved away from my mother's breasts, which were covered in

grease and saliva, and touched my mother's sacred place, which was also where I was born. Because Old Wang

was touching my mother's body, the small fleshy opening in my mother's dark pubic hair was already a little wet,

with a piece of dark, bean-sized flesh protruding between two dark fat mounds.

Old Wang pinched one side of my mother's flesh with each hand, his dark fingernails digging deep into her vulva,

prying it open. The flesh was separated, revealing a small opening in the middle, inside which was tender pink

flesh, and above it, a small, bulging piece of flesh—my mother's clitoris. The opening opened and closed,

containing a small amount of white fluid. Old Wang inserted two fingers of his right hand into my mother's opening, quickly stirring them

inside .

My mother seemed to sense the abnormality in her lower body and let out a soft cry. Old Wang ignored her completely,

his left thumb and forefinger, ignoring the food and grease on their fingers, pinching and rubbing my mother's clitoris heavily,

the pea-sized piece of flesh turning bright red. After a while, Old Wang bent down and began sucking

on my mother's vulva. My mother began to moan softly, but she remained unconscious.

After a few sucks, Old Wang lifted his obese body, his knees pressing against my mother's thighs. His right hand guided his

engorged penis, aiming the glans at my mother's vagina, which revealed its pink, tender flesh. He took a breath, thrusting his

large buttocks forward, and entered my mother's body.

My mother screamed the moment Old Wang entered, but she didn't wake up. "

How much alcohol have these three shameless old men given my mother?" I wondered. At this moment, the redness on my mother's face

didn't fade; instead, it became even more alluring. Her eyes were tightly closed, her breathing rapid, her saliva-covered breasts

heaving with each breath, and her slightly flabby belly swayed with Old Wang's slow thrusts.

The old man thrust his hips forcefully, his fat trembling excitedly, as if

thrilled to have slept with such a respectable woman who had given birth. The old man's penis moved in and out of my mother's vagina, the hard

glans rubbing against her soft vagina, which tightly enveloped his thick, fleshy

genitals.

Then, he placed his hands back on her breasts, and her entire milky-white body

trembled with the powerful thrusts of his penis. Her small hands involuntarily grasped the sparse hair

on either side of his head, trying to reduce the impact. Her two delicate, translucent legs

trembled incessantly. Her vagina began to secrete fluid, which smeared around her vagina and thighs with each

thrust .

And so, Old Wang, using the most ordinary sex position, thrust in and out of

my mother's body like he was playing with a prostitute. His dark back was glistening with sweat from the constant piston-like movements. His large hands kneaded

my mother's large breasts, and he would occasionally bend down to lick her body with his tongue. My mother's skin shone

even brighter from Old Wang's saliva. Her legs, no longer kicking wildly, were wrapped around Old Wang's thick,

powerful a few beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Suddenly, Old Wang increased the speed of his thrusts; because of his intoxication, he might not be able to hold on much longer. Sure enough, Old Wang felt

the tingling sensation at the tip of his penis growing stronger. The stimulation of his penis enveloped by the moist, narrow vagina, along with the stimulation of her

breasts rushed to his brain simultaneously. So he thrust his hips forward forcefully, his hands holding my mother's fair

back, his dark, muscular chest with a few chest hairs pressing against my mother's trembling breasts.

Countless , finally spraying from the urethra into my mother's uterus. The viscous

semen of the middle-aged man spread everywhere, searching for the eggs undergoing meiosis. My mother's vagina clenched even tighter,

the small opening surrounding the penis contracting forcefully, absorbing the semen sprayed from a penis other than her husband's.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had been with a woman, or perhaps it was his first time with a married woman, but Old Wang ejaculated twice as much

as usual , lasting for several tens of seconds before stopping. He reluctantly withdrew his somewhat limp but

still large penis, glistening with female secretions. His large buttocks slumped down onto the bed where usually only my father and I were...

On the bed where Mom was lying, his large, hairy, dark hands were still kneading her breasts. His penis was pulled between his

equally fat and strong thighs, his round beer belly bobbing up and down, sweat dripping

onto the sheets, coating the old man's filth.

Mom's legs were spread apart, her belly bobbing, her body

covered in Old Wang's saliva and her own sweat, lying on the bed. Her pubic hair was covered with a sticky fluid from her intercourse with Old Wang, tangled

together . Her vagina, surrounded by her pubic hair, hadn't fully closed because it had been filled with his penis,

and a few clumps of thick semen oozed out, flowing down her slippery thighs onto the sheets.

Having rested, Old Wang wanted to go again, but Old Jiang, who had drawn the second spot,

couldn't wait and opened the bedroom door. "Get out of here when you're done. I already took care of it myself outside," Old Jiang

said, frowning.

"What's your rush? This slut isn't going to wake up anyway. Her husband's probably hiding somewhere, and

their precious son's already asleep. How would he know his slutty mother's being gang-raped next door?"

Old Wang said, slowly putting on the sweaty, sour-smelling clothes that had fallen to the ground and walking out.

Old Jiang quickly closed the door, took off the clothes he was wearing, and kicked off his dirty,

urine-smelling underwear that had already fallen to his ankles. Old Jiang was the most overweight of the three, and with years of

working shirtless on the construction site in the summer, his beard probably hadn't been shaved in ages. He reminded me of Zhang Fei from the Three Kingdoms and

Li Kui from the Water Margin. He reeked of male stench, his skin almost black, and his arms

and thighs were covered in layers of fat. I compared his arms to mine; his arms were even thicker than my mother's thighs.

Like Old Wang, Old Jiang was someone my mother looked down on the most. She always said, "

What woman would like such an unhygienic man, all black and dirty, and so fat?" But she never imagined that today she

would be so easily humiliated by the very kind of old man she despised, his filthy, large penis being inserted into her

private usually washed extra carefully.

Old Jiang stood upright in front of the bed, his hairy penis pointing straight at my mother. His scrotum was

partially hidden by thick pubic hair, its dark red folds filled

with filth from years of neglect. His penis was as black as his skin, but with a dark purple tinge. The glans,

breaking through the foreskin, gleamed, like a venomous snake ready to pierce my mother's soft body.

My mother remained unconscious on the bed, her legs spread wide in a V-shape from the earlier intercourse.

She once snow-white breasts now bearing red marks from Old Wang's handling

. Her pubic hair was covered in an unknown mixture of fluids, and her vulva,

still swollen and engorged from the forceful thrusting, seemed ready for the next round. A thick, milky-white fluid continuously oozed from her slightly parted vaginal opening—

undoubtedly the thick semen Old Wang had ejaculated inside her.

With so much semen, would my mother give me a younger sibling? Then Old Wang would be another

father . Old Jiang, however, had no time for such thoughts. "Damn it, that idiot Old Wang, he's made this cunt

so dirty, how am I supposed to ride her?" He thought

to himself, "You haven't showered in months, I can smell your stench in the closet, and you dare say

my mother is dirty." As Old Jiang spoke, he pulled out a few tissues from the bedside table and wiped

the liquid . He then inserted the tissues into her vagina, trying to wipe away the semen inside, causing my mother to gasp for breath.

After wiping, Old Jiang turned my mother over, making her face down on the bed, her body arched, and her legs kneeling on

the bed , seemingly intending to put her in a doggy-style position. Because my mother was kneeling on the bed, her dark

red anus was naturally exposed, and below the anus was my mother's plump, tender vulva, which the old man had been dreaming of. Also

exposed to the middle-aged man's eyes because of the doggy-style position, the dark opening opened and closed as if breathing

. Her breasts, drooping due to gravity, looked like two fleshy balls. Old Jiang saw this,

and his penis, located in the lower part of his abdomen, became even thicker, with the glans already the size of an egg.

Could my mother handle such a large glans? I worried inwardly. Old Jiang placed his large hand

on my mother's fair buttocks, like a withered tree trunk rising from the snow. After stabilizing her buttocks, he

twisted his hips, placing the head of his penis between her labia. His already swollen and hard penis rubbed against

the tender flesh of her vulva a few times before slowly inserting halfway. My mother let out a soft moan, as if complaining that the inserted

penis was too large and she couldn't bear it. But Old Jiang ignored her and continued to penetrate deeper until his dark, hairy

thighs touched my mother's snow-white thighs. From inside the wardrobe, I could clearly see

the point where my mother and Old Jiang were joined; the pink flesh of her vulva gripped Old Jiang's thick, dark penis tightly.

Because of the heating, the room was warm inside and cold outside, so the

windows poor air circulation. Normally it's alright, but in this situation, I can smell

the stench of semen and genital secretions even in the closet . This smell might be nauseating under normal circumstances, but for

someone having sex, it's undoubtedly a catalyst. Old Jiang probably smelled this,

and suddenly like a bull in heat, he began violently rocking his hips back and forth, his penis rapidly

thrusting in and out of my mother's opening vagina.

Perhaps not stimulating enough, Old Jiang suddenly raised his hands and slapped my mother's snow-white buttocks hard.

Five red finger marks immediately appeared on her smooth skin, and with each slap, my mother's buttocks gradually became

red and swollen. Her vagina contracted due to the violent slapping. This felt incredibly good to Old Jiang,

and he couldn't help but let out a cry.

Old Jiang then thrust his hips back and forth in and out of my mother's vagina for a while, before ejaculating his thick semen into her

uterus.

Afterwards, Old Liu also ejaculated a thick stream of semen inside my mother.

The three men filed into my mother's bedroom again, climbed onto the bed together, and began their second round of release.

They had a clear division of labor: one man inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, another into

her mouth , and the third held my mother's soft, white hand while masturbating his somewhat limp penis.

After one of them ejaculated his thick, old semen into my mother's vagina, the three men took turns. And their...

Their hands were mostly busy, constantly kneading my mother's snow-white breasts and large buttocks, and occasionally

slapping her buttocks, breasts, and thighs with their rough hands.

The old men became more and more vigorous, and at this point, my mother's vagina was either inserted with a penis or had a small

opening from which milky white semen was flowing. They simply stopped ejaculating inside her vagina and instead

ejaculated their sticky semen on my mother's face, breasts, stomach, and back.

It wasn't until late at night that the men rested at my house for a while, naked, each of them pinching my mother's plump

buttocks . Old Wang even took out his phone and

took a picture of my mother covered in semen, her wide-open vagina constantly leaking semen, before they left satisfied.

As for me, because I had to go to class the next day, I fell asleep directly in the closet. The next morning,

when I woke up, I rushed into my mother's bedroom, only to find that the room was empty, and the sheets had been changed.

The room was long gone, the lingering, erotic smell of last night's intense sexual encounter was gone.

I went into the dining room, and my mother, dressed in new clothes, brought breakfast out of the kitchen, saying, "Come

and eat then hurry to school. Mom has a cold and isn't feeling well, so I'm taking a day off to rest at home."

I pretended to be concerned and asked, "Mom, are you alright? Should I go with you to the doctor?"

Little did my mother know that her precious son had witnessed her being gang-raped by three men yesterday,

and she said with a happy expression, "Ha, my son knows how to care for people now. It's alright, it's alright, Mom will just rest at home

."

Rest more? More like digesting the semen of those old men flowing through your body. After finishing

breakfast I slung my backpack over my shoulder and went to school.

When I got to school, my friend Du Wei mysteriously approached me and said, "A-Tong, I have something good to show

you. Come to the toilet with me after class."

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