Mom loves

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The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was 20 and in my first year of high school. That afternoon, during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change. When I got to the alley entrance, I saw my mother ride her bike into the dormitory of the sports team, with her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.
I didn't pay much attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mother's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bike wasn't there. It seemed that guy was indeed a master at playing with women; my mother was just one of his prey. My family lived on the second floor, and as soon as I entered, I felt something was wrong. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao's voices, and those voices were definitely not normal. I saw everything through the crack in the door: my mother had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking extremely smug. My legs went weak; I was very angry, but I didn't want to scream. Instead, I felt excited. It was strange; I still don't understand it. Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, which slid down her legs to the floor, revealing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands began to caress and pinch them, and my mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs went weak, and I knelt on the floor. The slit in that area was even wider, and I couldn't control my eyes. He put my mother on the bed and began to take off his own clothes. My mother curled up there, naked from the waist down, seemingly at his mercy. Xiao Miao stripped naked, pressed himself against my mother, and penetrated her, thrusting in and out while removing her top and bra, all the while sucking her tongue. My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of hair showing. The muffled sounds of their tongues entwining, the two overlapping and writhing bodies, made my legs tremble so much that I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same process. I kept thinking of him, and even when I patted my mother's buttocks afterward, it was a replica of his. He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go. He slowly pulled out, his penis drooping, a few drops of semen dripping onto my mother's thigh. He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother remained motionless as he touched her. He asked my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks repeatedly, and my mother wriggled a few times, giggling coquettishly. I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was throbbing so hard that even sitting down made my buttocks ache, and my glans had soaked through my underwear. He stayed inside until almost 4 p.m. before coming out. I don't know what he did to my mother inside. My father was out driving and wouldn't be back for two more days. I didn't go to class that afternoon because he came, and he always stayed until almost 4 p.m. I squatted at the alley entrance, watching him and my mother go in together, and then he came out alone, looking both comfortable and tired, riding his bike leisurely away. I knew that my mother had already been groped by him and was lying naked on the bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost didn't dare to look at my mother, but she acted as usual.
On the third day, I came home from school and saw that my father had already returned from his trip. I looked at my mother's expression, but I couldn't tell anything. That night, while I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came over. He and my father were acting like brothers, and my mother was even smiling beside him.
But my father knew nothing. I was in my room listening to a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded. Xiao Miao asked my father with a grin if he had done anything to betray his sister-in-law. My father said, "How could I dare? I'm not as capable as you." Xiao Miao laughed. Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis became hard again. That night, I started masturbating. I masturbated for almost two years, and the content was always the same, always the scene I had witnessed that day. It was always the same. When I was in my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost 30 years old and particularly liked to play around with women. He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a knack for playing with women. My first time having sex with a woman, especially a prostitute, I actually made her convulse. My friend was stunned. Later, I got to know that woman better. She asked me what kind of woman I liked, and I asked her to find me a woman nearing 40. She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like that." The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost 40. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I didn't look for any other prostitutes; I only went to her. Actually, the day before I slept with my mother, I had just been with Sister Lan. But while I was with her, she said, "If I were your mother, I'd be old enough. Why don't you sleep with your mother?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately. When I got home, I stared at my mother's body. The way Xiao Miao had stripped her naked two years ago was almost identical to Sister Lan's plump waist. The two naked bodies lingered in front of me for a day and a night. So, the next night was destined to be the end of my mother's life as a mother. It was past eight o'clock after dinner. My mom was washing her feet in the living room. I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mom turned around, startled, and asked what I was doing. I breathed heavily and touched her face again. My mom looked at me, shocked, and stood up, asking what I wanted. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao." My mom's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I wanted. I said, "I'll do it. Come with me." My mother's eyes widened in shock. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her. She screamed, flailed her arms wildly, broke free, knocked over a basin, and ran into her bedroom. I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and cornered her against the bed like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants. My mother gripped the belt tightly. Perhaps it was too sudden; she quickly ran out of strength. At first, she screamed and cursed, but when I pulled her pants down, she began to beg for mercy. I pulled hard, and my mother fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants down like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her lower body with her hands, rolled over, and her round, white buttocks turned around. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go. I started taking off my clothes. My mom turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She scrambled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her scream spurred me on. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down. My mom's face was deathly pale. Her hands were weak as she tried to push me away, and she desperately tried to keep her legs together. I spread them apart with my legs, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mom and kissed her face haphazardly, but she kept dodging away. My glans began to search for her vaginal opening. My mom was already in despair. She pushed me away haphazardly, but it was no use. She stared at me blankly, as if she didn't recognize me. Then, my glans touched her vaginal opening and went in a little. My mom's whole body trembled immediately. I pressed my hips down, and my penis went in. My mom's body stiffened instantly. She stopped resisting, her eyes turned blue, and she vomited. I moved her a little and started thrusting. With each thrust, my mother's head bobbed, making "ho, ho" sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, smearing her face, my neck, and chest with the vomit, but I didn't feel a thing. The sensation of my penis inside her vagina was incredibly intense. My buttocks began to twitch rapidly. Before I could even fully savor this woman's body, I ejaculated. Never so quickly. The moment my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released my mother and pulled my penis out. My mom lay sprawled out, like a starfish, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, I kicked her leg, and she got up, too scared to look at me. She covered her lower body with one hand and got out of bed, naked, frantically searching for clothes on the floor. She found some pants by the sofa, but couldn't manage to put them on for a long time, trembling. My mom went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and went back to my room, my mind blank. After a while, I heard my mom leave. She didn't come back the next day, and I was worried something might have happened. I called her workplace, and she hung up immediately when she heard my voice. I felt relieved; it seemed nothing bad had happened. I washed the sheets, intending to give her a proper welcome when she returned. But she didn't come back. Two days later, I found out that my mom had moved to my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me. She didn't return until my dad came back from his trip. I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I tensed up, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid on the third-floor corner. But when I heard my dad open the door, there was nothing wrong. He's a hot-tempered person; if he knew, he would never have opened the door like that. I felt a little relieved, so I went downstairs and went inside. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mom, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.
My mom started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone together, she would immediately leave. When my dad went out, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him. My cousin runs a shop, and having someone watch the house for her was something she was very happy about, but I was miserable. After more than two months, my scrotum was swollen with semen. I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body very well, and although I had been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I always wanted to use this full load of semen on my mom. I talked to Sister Lan and told her that I had slept with a woman who had been married, but now she wanted to break up with her husband. What should I do? Sister Lan laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever. If she's a woman who hasn't been with a man before, then you've got your eye on her. Once you've slept with her, she can't run away. Just sleep with her a few more times, and she'll give up on the idea of breaking up. Once you've destroyed a woman's sense of shame and she's given up on herself, she'll be yours to play with. If you get her pregnant, then she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her." I didn't touch Lan Jie. I turned around and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone at my cousin's house went out, and I cornered my mother alone. As soon as my mother opened the door, I knew something was wrong, so I squeezed in. This time, my mother was like a lioness. She fought me fiercely, and several times I pinned her down but she sat up again. I stopped. My mother leaned against the wall, her hair disheveled, her full breasts heaving violently. Before she could curse, I said softly, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao." My mother sat down on the ground against the wall. I asked my mother to come home with me. She was as docile as a lamb, and I almost ecstatically pulled her out the door. In the taxi, I couldn't help but hug my mother and rub her. The driver said from the front, "Young man, you have good teeth, eating old grass, huh?" My mother was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head. Back at the motorcade compound, I had my mother walk ahead, and I followed. I had to hunch over slightly and walk with small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent. As I went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mother. My mother didn't even look up and just walked past. The woman looked at my mother with surprise, but I pretended not to see her. As soon as I entered the room, I immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother saw what I was doing and knew what was going to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the edge tightly, like a lamb to the slaughter. I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move. I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis pointing at her face. My mother's hands gripped the edge of the bed so tightly that her knuckles turned white, as if she could escape by holding onto it. I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said. I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt, and my mother trembled, reaching out to grab my hand. Wherever my hand went, her hand followed, but what was the use? As her bra was finally removed, my mother lay naked on my bed. I didn't press down immediately. I watched her for almost 10 minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became. Her body slowly curled up, and she involuntarily covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and my mother covered her face with her hands. I sat down next to her and began to roam over her body. Her whole body began to tremble slightly. My hands touched her soft breasts and pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened and stood erect after a while. After rubbing them for a while, my hands moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs together. I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, which is the most sensitive spot for a woman. My mother finally couldn't take it anymore. Her body began to twist, and she nervously closed her legs together, but I made her open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to get wet. I put my fingers inside her vagina and touched it. It got even wetter. I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?" My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red. I leaned down, hugged her, and said, "You're my woman now. You already have my insides. If we're together, no one will know." She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was still somewhat reluctant, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her. This time it was real sex. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had been holding back for more than two months into my woman's uterus. I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's plump body for a while, rolled over, and pulled my penis out. As the glans left the vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets. My mother stopped moaning, her eyes watery, and her fleshy body relaxed. When she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest. My mom is fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a big bottom. Although her waist is a bit thick, it still has a guitar-like shape when she lies on her side. I lay comfortably with her naked, slightly overweight body in my arms, touching this voluptuous trophy, feeling extremely proud. This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan Jie and the others. We lingered until dark. My mom got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she came back, she brought two boxes of birth control pills. Her uterus is retroverted, so she can't use an IUD. Usually, when she's with my dad, she makes him wear a condom, but now that she's with me, she has to take birth control pills.
That night, I held my mom and slept soundly. The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps. He has no idea what happened. I wasn't home when he came in. When I came back from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned when I saw him, but I immediately walked past him. We didn't talk much to begin with. In that short time from the door to my room, a surge of excitement washed over me—the excitement of possessing someone else's. I immediately became erect, and had to use my hand to straighten my penis, otherwise my pants would have been too uncomfortable. It was thick and warm, throbbing against my lower abdomen. I thought this might be the feeling Xiao Miao had when she used to come and chat with my dad after sleeping with my mom. The feeling of facing a man you'd cheated on. Listening to my parents talking in the living room, my mother's white body immediately flashed before my eyes, and I could feel her body heat. My penis instantly felt as if it were being gripped by her vagina again. My glans was wet again. But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed a different mood in my mother than in me. She neither looked at me nor my dad, like a thief caught in the act, and disappeared into the kitchen as soon as she finished eating. But my dad couldn't wait; it was only a little past eight, and he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy. I knew my mother must be conflicted. A little over a month later, we encountered a dangerous situation. That noon, my dad was supposed to be out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into bed with me. Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to hold her and sleep for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad returned, bringing an air conditioner repairman with him. Apparently, he'd found a cheap repairman and switched shifts. Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear underneath me. Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it. As soon as they left, I jumped up. I looked at my mom; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. Even though my heart was pounding, I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mom took it and went into the bathroom like a ghost. I rushed back to school. From then on, I clearly sensed that my mom was considering breaking up. One noon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my dad wanted to drive a shorter route. I immediately realized it was my mom's idea, and anger flared up. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women still need women to manage them. But I didn't dare do anything rashly.
My dad started driving short-haul trucks and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her composure. Just after the Spring Festival, some good news arrived: a construction site in Xiamen was starting work, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system. All the short-haul drivers had to go. This might not be good news for my mom. But the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again. I had been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again; I just kept staring at my mom's body. In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes. Actually, I wasn't completely without opportunities, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this changed woman. The day my dad left, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen tonight. That night, when my mom and I were in bed together, this woman, after three months, seemed unaccustomed to me, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew this year was mine. The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad. My mom, naked, crawled out of bed to answer it. Hearing another man's voice on the other end, I immediately became excited—a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pinned her down. After we made love once, I pulled her up, made her bend over, and penetrated her from behind. As I thrust, I played with her breasts and belly, which had softened from bending over. Touching her protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.
The next day, I went to the pharmacy near my house and bought some expired birth control pills. When I got home, I switched my mom's pills. She's still completely unaware of this. I calculated my mother's ovulation period precisely. During those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched her cervix. She gritted her teeth to suppress a loud cry, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red. Her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen sprayed into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a drawn bow, and she desperately managed a groan from her throat. But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I released her, ignoring the semen flowing down her thighs from her vagina, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take her medication. But the orgasm had dulled her senses; she didn't notice anything wrong with the medication.
My father had only been gone for a month, and my mother's belly had conceived.
During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mother's body. On the morning of the 6th, when she returned from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out that the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit. My mother, being an experienced woman, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way.
A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. I wasn't happy either. My mom told me that the convoy was a medical unit and also a family planning unit. Getting an abortion at an outside hospital required a certificate from the medical office, but everyone knew my dad was in Xiamen. My mom was afraid of dying; she wouldn't dare go to an unlicensed doctor. My excitement from the implantation gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye. My mom's body was getting heavier; in three months, the pregnancy would become visible. My mom panicked terribly, and to be honest, I felt things were going to get bad too. Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom, already desperate, called my dad, saying my uncle was critically ill and needed him to come back immediately. Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, so he came back without calling to verify. When he got back, he only thought my mom might be making a mountain out of a molehill. But he was still in a good mood. Actually, he had been quite pent up in Xiamen, spending three days there and three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't let him use a condom. To be honest, I really admired that idea. A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a medical note. The woman at the clinic had a sharp eye; she figured something out. That evening, when she brought the note to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to my mom at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you're several months pregnant." My mom could only casually admit she'd gained weight.
With the note, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I thought pregnant women were quite attractive. I stripped my mom naked and had sex with her. She was over three months pregnant; her breasts had swelled, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the worries of the past three months. The next day, I accompanied my mom to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting. My mom's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried about incomplete removal of the fetus. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was larger and in the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin; otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mom is actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.
Days passed, the weather got warmer, and my mom's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind her belly with cloth, but how could the people in the convoy hide it so easily? They all started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mom, saying, "Oh, you've gotten fat!" My mom could only reply, "Yes, I've gotten fatter." When she was over four months pregnant, my mom's breasts were large, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were bulging. Her waist had also thickened, and her belly was getting bigger. My mom was already plump, and her skin was fair. In August, when it got really hot, my mom could no longer cover her belly. After hearing so much gossip, my mom made a snap decision and went out one morning without a cloth. As soon as she stepped out, her bulging belly immediately became the center of attention. I was a little scared, but my mom pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Sister Lan was right; when a woman is determined, she can be quite shameless. At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood in line with her protruding belly; she was undeniably pregnant.
People in the cafeteria love to gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely carrying an illegitimate child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine. One day, while my mother was queuing for lunch, people passing by would glance at her belly. Someone leaned over a table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!" My mother pretended not to hear. My mother's breasts were very swollen; she wasn't wearing a bra, and in the summer, she was wearing thin clothes. I saw a man next to me staring at my mother's breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. These past few days, I'd had my fill of the "female pleasures" of pregnant women. My mother's protruding belly meant I could only use the rear-entry position. I made my mother bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate deeply; my glans frequently touched the cervix. A pregnant woman's cervix is closed, like the tip of a nose, making my glans itch. Finally, she reached 24 weeks; my mother's belly was as big as a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule surgery and had some checkups first. I waited outside and heard the doctor say, "The fetus is developing well; it's a pity to abort it." Then they used a megaphone to listen to the fetal heartbeat, and I heard my own baby's heartbeat. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip. It had my mother's name on it, 38 years old, enlarged uterus, 24 weeks pregnant, singleton, right-sided.
The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mother's breasts were swollen and milk was coming out. The doctor said that after the surgery, she could use medication to stop lactation. I didn't want that. Now my mother was completely my woman, completely obedient to me. When the doctor came back and learned that my mother only wanted the medication and not to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised she almost dropped her glasses. After the doctor left, I put my hand inside my mother's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mother pushed my hand away, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until the surgery was over, no one, doctor or nurse, asked me what my relationship with my mother was. A month later, I resumed sexual activity with my mother. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly and express milk. Morning and evening, I would suckle my mother's breasts until they were empty. But at lunchtime, when I was at the vocational school, her breasts would swell up like a cow's. She was afraid to sit or touch the table, and milk would spill out as she walked, sometimes wetting her chest. My mother had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see her, and no one would say anything, but there would be gossip when she came out. Several men started hanging around my mother. Two weeks before my father came back, I had my mother use lactation-suppressing medication to stop her milk production. But her breasts had grown quite a bit. As soon as my father came back, he heard the rumors that my mother had gotten pregnant with another man's child while he was away. One day, he locked himself in the door and argued with my mother, asking what had happened. I heard my mother crying and cursing, saying, "You didn't wear a condom those few days, of course it's yours." He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. Of course, I said I didn't know. He was even more confused when he heard me say I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he had to give up. However, he changed his route to a shorter one.
After holding back for almost a month, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of sleeping pills and had my mom put four in his drink; the effect was a bit slow. After drinking, he pulled my mom into the bedroom as usual and told me to sleep. How could I sleep? I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he didn't use a condom, but he was definitely impotent. He stripped my mom naked, intending to do it from behind, and told her to stick her butt out. But his penis wasn't fully erect; it was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike mine and Xiao Miao's, which were pointed upwards. He first touched my mom's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet so it would be easier to penetrate, but it didn't get wet for a long time. He got angry and cursed at my mom, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you to death!" My mom bent over and didn't say a word. But his thing wouldn't work. He rubbed it for a while, then smeared some saliva on his penis and tried to get it slippery by touching my mother's vulva. He still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in. He started thrusting, but less than 10 minutes later, his body stiffened, and he ejaculated. The drug gradually took effect, and he was exhausted. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep. After he slept, my mother grabbed a nightgown and came out naked, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to. When she saw me outside the door, she was startled, her large breasts jiggling in front of her. I was already hard. I touched my mother's vulva; it was still wet. I didn't bother letting her wipe it off; I picked her up, took her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her. That was my first time having anal sex, and it felt completely different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the vaginal opening. The inside was also much slipperier than when I was alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other to cushion her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched something wet. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet thing was pulled away, making the inside even slipperier. I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs closer to my waist and inserted even deeper. After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mom reacted, biting her lower lip. I held my mom's fleshy waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. My mom started panting. I moved my hands back to my... I lifted her buttocks slightly and thrust in as far as I could, my glans touching her cervix. This time it went even deeper, a little further in. Her cervix, like a small mouth, enveloped the tip of my urethra. I thrust a few times, and my mother made a sound, but she held it in, afraid my father would hear. She gripped the sheets tightly. I knew she was close, so I increased my thrusting. She gasped for breath, suppressing her moans, her buttocks lifting on their own, her body arching. Her breasts swelled, her nipples hard and erect, her areolas bulging. Her vagina began to contract rhythmically, like small hands gripping my penis. Her soft belly pressed against mine. I felt hot all over, sweat beading on my back. I was about to ejaculate. I paused for a moment, remaining deep inside, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks. My mother relaxed a little, and I started thrusting again, touching her cervix. My mother's body tensed up again. I reached her cervix, strained a few times, held my breath, and thrust forward, ejaculating a large amount of semen into my mother's uterus. After the last spurt came out, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting. My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body limp, panting beneath me. My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother slowed down, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting rhythmically. I lifted my head from beside my mother's ear. She wiped the sweat from my forehead with her hand. I pulled her close and started kissing her. After a while, her body relaxed further, and her vagina stopped contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out. As the glans emerged from her vagina, she let out a soft moan. I lay down beside her, and we breathed softly. She turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I held her and patted her bottom. She wriggled playfully. I thought of Xiao Miao again and pinched her bottom. It hurt a little. She looked up and lightly slapped me. I listened for a while, but there was nothing. In another room not far from us, my father was calling. We lingered for a while longer. Seeing that it was almost one o'clock, I patted my mother's round bottom and told her to go back. She lingered with me for a while longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly went over naked.
The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table. I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyes. I knew it was her first time doing what she did the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her. A little over a month later, I went to visit Sister Lan and unexpectedly ran into the friend who had taken me to brothels with Sister Lan's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was married but still liked to brothels. He had returned to work as a driver in the motorcade. He was very happy to see me, and we took off our clothes and the three of us slept together. I usually called him Lao Pao (Old Cannon). He smiled at me and said, "You've hooked up with Sister Lan too." I said, "Sister Yu introduced us. Sister Lan and I have been lovers for a long time." Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player." Sister Lan immediately laughed and said, "I've been a player for a long time." Old Pao said, "Even if he's old, he can't beat me. I'm the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my groin, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting any erections? Are you impotent from letting Sister Lan play with you? I'll go first. You haven't tried anal sex before, have you? Let me get you interested, let your little brother get a head hold up." Actually, I'd already tried anal sex with my mom a few times in the past month or so. I didn't say anything, just laughed. Old Pao, being a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've tried it before, you're improving fast!" Sister Lan, who was being pinned down by him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already hooked up with a woman, and she's not even a virgin. Before the New Year, he even asked me for tips on how to make her lose her erection." Old Pao, while thrusting into Sister Lan, said, "Great! Since you've already used her for a series of rounds, let me try too. What do women do? Virgins are more interesting." Sister Lan had just said, "We virgins aren't interesting anymore," when Old Pao silenced her with his tongue. Old Pao, panting, rolled off Lan Jie after he'd had his fill of rubbing her. I wasn't feeling particularly aroused and didn't want to move; doing so would cost money, and this woman was definitely into that. Old Pao lit a cigarette and asked me again if I wanted to have a double penetration. Lan Jie, naked and eating an apple, saw I wasn't interested and said, "Old Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can switch." Hearing this, I immediately got hard. They both laughed, saying, "Looks like this is what interests him." I half-jokingly agreed with Old Pao that I'd play with his wife in a few days. I knew his wife; she worked at the team's canteen. I hadn't noticed how promiscuous she was, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a dirty joke from Old Pao. I was currently an intern at the team, and Old Pao was in the lead car. Unexpectedly, a few days later, during a break when the intern team went out for road training, Old Pao came over. He grinned wickedly and said, "Come to my house after you finish driving." He turned and left. Watching his retreating figure, I immediately got hard again.
After parking my car, I went to Lao Pao's house. His house was in the building behind mine. Passing the canteen, I saw his wife, Zhang Qin, sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up. When I got to Lao Pao's door, I was a little puzzled. What was going on? Lao Pao opened the door. After sitting down inside, I asked him, "What's wrong?" "Didn't you miss my wife?" Lao Pao lit a cigarette. I said, "Are you serious, or just playing with me?" Lao Pao didn't say anything more. We started watching TV. Around 7 pm, Lao Pao's wife came back. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, put the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room. Lao Pao followed her in, and came out in a flash, inviting me to eat. I noticed he seemed a little excited. I took a steamed bun and asked him, "What's going on?" Lao Pao didn't answer, looking at me with a half-smile. Seeing his increasingly excited expression, I began to understand. I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound. I looked at Lao Pao again, and I started to feel something. I ate two steamed buns, and Lao Pao ate one. Neither of us spoke; the only sound was the news broadcast on TV. I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed, and his eyes were glazed. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room. I pressed the remote, and the TV turned off. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe, and I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid. I nudged his foot, and he said softly, as if in a daze, "Go." I was a little flustered and said, "She knows." He nodded. I hesitated, then stood up and went to the inner room. The light was off, but I could see Zhang Qin sitting fully clothed on the edge of the bed in the dim light from the living room. I went in, and Lao Pao followed, carrying a glass of water. I saw a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed, and he sat down on it without a word, placing the water beside him. The room was brightly lit. I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife, put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife." He gave a mumbled reply. Zhang Qin was average-looking, and her figure was average too. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably barely volleyballs. Although it wasn't the first time I'd slept with a woman in front of others, this was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband, and I knew her—I often saw her in the cafeteria. I put one hand on her shoulder, unsure of what to do. Zhang Qin kept her head down and didn't say a word. After a while, I started to feel something. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed. I slipped my hand inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and started kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together. Lao Pao sat there motionless, but I ignored him and pressed down on Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased, which gave me a thrill. I became truly excited, lowering my head to suck her tongue, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants. Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. I gently pinched it, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, her thighs clamping together, her body arching. I spread her legs apart with my legs and continued to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, and her body began to writhe. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against mine, her buttocks twisting as she tried to dodge. I thought it was about time, so I pushed down and pulled her pants off. Old Pao let out another babbling sound. I quickly took off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more. I spread her legs apart, and my penis pressed against her labia, which were wet, even faster than my mother's. I didn't rush to penetrate her, but rubbed my penis up and down against her labia, making her even wetter. I started to unbutton her top, took off her bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licked it for a while, and gently bit it a few times with my teeth. Zhang Qin began to moan. I spread her legs wider and began searching for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway. Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deep inside, and began pumping. As our movements became faster, Zhang Qin's breathing became more rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, panting heavily as he started to undress, piece by piece. I thrust a few times deep inside Zhang Qin's vagina, and she swayed her head from side to side, moaning loudly and uncontrollably. Lao Pao was now naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I also lost control, tightly gripping Zhang Qin's waist and thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin desperately shook her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly wrapped around my neck. My buttocks were twitching violently, I couldn't control myself. I took a deep breath and forcefully pressed my penis deep inside her. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a large gush of hot fluid gushed out from my urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep inside her body, let out a cry, her body tensed, and she hugged my neck, refusing to let go. After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, my whole body relaxed, and I started panting heavily. Zhang Qin also started panting and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't contract like my mother's. Lao Pao then groaned softly, stopped looking at us, lay back, and began to rapidly stroke his penis up and down with one hand, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back. My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled my penis out. Zhang Qin lay there limp and motionless. I breathed softly, lying on my side next to Lao Pao. Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just rapidly stroking his penis, and then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand. After a while, Lao Pao suddenly groaned, his body tensing and arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand moved up and down his penis a few more times before abruptly stopping. A large gush of semen gushed from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His limp penis slowly went limp, falling against his thighs. A large puddle of semen sprayed onto his lower abdomen flowed down his stomach and onto the blanket. After a while, he slowly turned slightly to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep. Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay down on my back next to her and soon fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock, and they were no longer in the bedroom. I went to the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sofa, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.
Lao Pao saw me come out and beckoned me to sit down, but Zhang Qin didn't respond and continued eating her sunflower seeds. Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?" I smiled and said, "Not bad." We both laughed. After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?" Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside me. Lao Pao saw that I hesitated a bit, so he didn't say anything more and continued watching TV. After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying?" I was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to ask this. I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that." Before I finished speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter. Lao Pao had only recently returned and hadn't witnessed what had happened, only heard about it. Zhang Qin said, "I see your mother in the cafeteria every day, her belly is getting bigger every day, who can she hide it from?" I said, "It seems she told people that it was my dad who got pregnant those days." Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Looking at that belly, she's probably five or six months pregnant, does she think people are stupid?" Lao Pao immediately perked up and kept pestering me to tell him who had been to my house. I hesitated for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Old Pao looked disappointed when he saw I was leaving. At that moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said softly, "It's not yours, is it?" I'm not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment, then laughed. Old Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating her sunflower seeds and sat up straight on the sofa. I nodded. The couple were stunned for a moment, then Old Pao's face turned red with excitement, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin laughed loudly. Old Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mother come over, while Zhang Qin kept urging him on. It was almost 1 a.m., and I had used up a lot of energy on Zhang Qin earlier; I was really sleepy, so I finally said, "Okay, okay." Old Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin jumped up and rubbed against me, murmuring, "A man, a real man."
When I got home, I heard my dad snoring coming from the bedroom. I lay on the bed and remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on my mom. Now the person was Lao Pao, and I gradually got excited again.
The next morning, I got up. He was already gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Lao Pao, and got excited. I hugged her from behind. My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work." I didn't say anything and started making moves. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled to call in sick on her phone, and then I pinned her down, unable to speak. After we were done, my mom got up, wiping herself with tissue, and took out the birth control pills. After my dad came back from Xiamen, the rumors—my mom's swollen breasts and her still-growing belly and waist—made him certain that he had been cheated on, but there was nothing he could do. He probably felt it was too much of a loss, so he stopped using condoms, and my mom taking the pills was no longer a secret. I stared at my mom's naked, fleshy body, still unable to say anything. I decided to find another opportunity to bring it up later.
Lao Pao had been like a wound-up toy these past few days, being incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog seeing meat, his mouth practically watering. His eyes followed her every move until she turned a corner and disappeared from sight, then he would swallow hard as if coming back to his senses, reluctantly looking away. When my mother was getting food at the canteen, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious to everything, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day. Good heavens, this was the second time a woman had surprised me since my mother became pregnant. Lao Pao clung to me like a dog begging for food. I really didn't know what to do. I was worried that if I let him sleep with me, he would tell Sister Lan, and then I wouldn't be able to control myself. That afternoon, the road training finally ended, and I had nowhere to go, so I walked around until I reached Lao Pao's house. He hadn't come to work today, so he should be home. I saw him squatting at the door from afar. I went over and tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up, and I smiled at him and said, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?" He smiled but didn't say anything. I suggested we go inside, but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while." A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The captain's inside." I was shocked, suddenly realizing why he was driving for the convoy. Old Pao said, "So what? The captain's slept with every woman in the convoy. We used to think it was him who got your mom pregnant. When are you going to let me sleep with your mom? I'm going crazy!" Just then, the door opened, and the captain came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Old Pao. I didn't go in. Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Old Pao stared intently as I walked away, and I felt a sense of unease. Two days
later, Old Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The captain's inviting you to dinner." I immediately understood everything. When I arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the convoy, the captain was sitting in a private room. I sat down silently beside him, listening to Lao Pao and the captain's banter. I just ate, waiting for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely going to get away this time, but I also wanted something in return. Sure enough, after a while, the captain turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been thinking about your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me my wish, give me my wish." I didn't move, just smiled and said, "Let me be the dispatcher." The captain immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to Lao Pao, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one word: you can be the dispatch assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?" As I was leaving, I told the captain, "My dad's driving short-haul routes now, and I haven't had a proper break in months." The captain nodded with a half-smile and said, "He'll be driving long-haul routes tomorrow."
That evening, my dad came home and immediately started yelling at the captain for being heartless. I knew what was going on. I glanced at my mom; she looked pleased. The next day at noon, my dad set off. In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mom came home from work, carrying a lot of cooked food. She sat down next to me as soon as she put it down, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated. That evening, after we finished, my mom took her medicine and went to sleep. I watched her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep; I still didn't know how to start a conversation. Two days later, I went to the dispatch office. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you're coming to the dispatch office. You're lucky!" I smiled. Just then, a big, fat man came in, slumped into a chair, and sat down like a walrus lying on a beach. I looked up and saw it was the team leader. After the dispatcher left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "Busy these past few days, haven't you? I've been quite free." I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too." He immediately cheered, patted me on the shoulder
, and left. Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to the old man, the team leader is supposed to open the door for my mom. The night before, I had Zhang Qin come over. My mom was surprised to see her, wondering what was going on. After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mother into my room. I listened; it seemed quiet inside, but I knew Zhang Qin and my mother were talking. Only about ten minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing lewdly. The door opened, Zhang Qin came out, smiled at me, and said, "Tomorrow we'll have your mother's wedding candy!" Then she swayed away. After she left, I went into my room. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale. She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around." My mother said, "They don't know any better. What if things get out of hand?" I said, "We just take turns playing around. Who would say anything? The team leader said you'll understand when you've had your fun. There are plenty of people playing around." My mother retorted fiercely, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human! I'm pregnant with your child, and you still let people bully me!" Although my mother was reluctant, she had no other choice. I think things are much simpler when women communicate.
My mom was very distracted this morning, and so was I. I felt a mix of regret and worry, but I didn't want it to end. This conflicting feeling persisted. Around 2 PM, my mom became increasingly restless. Before 2 PM even arrived, the doorbell rang, and my mom's face immediately turned pale. She sat motionless on the sofa. When I opened the door, Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin immediately started laughing and talking loudly, then pulled my mom into my room. The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I noticed his pants were bulging. After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." She then sat on my lap. I watched the team leader go in, and then I heard my bed creak loudly. My heart jumped; I figured he must have sat down next to my mom. I was only focused on listening to the sounds inside, and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin at the moment. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down beside me, staring at the ceiling. I heard the captain seemingly talking to my mother, followed by the sound of clothes rustling, and my mother quietly pushing him away. I stood up and peeked out. The captain was smirking, one arm around my mother's shoulder, the other hand inside her clothes, groping her. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the captain's hand. The captain turned to look at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tightly, kissing her haphazardly on the face, his hand inside moving more vigorously. My mother struggled quietly, trying to push the hand away. The captain, panting, turned to me and said, "Your mother's got some meat on her bones. I've been thinking about your mother for a while now." My mother looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I shrank back, and then I heard the bed creak heavily inside. I looked again and saw the captain had pushed my mother down onto the bed. At that moment, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing and saying, "What are you looking at? Don't interfere with his performance." The captain heard this and immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing both of my mother's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mother cried out in pain, and the captain said, "Be good and it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mother's shirt. I turned around and sat on the sofa. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing and whispering, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for me?" I smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Zhang Qin grabbed my penis and laughed lewdly, saying, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then she shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle! I'm feeling sorry for you!" The captain laughed loudly inside, and the bed creaked even louder. After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away, stood up, and looked inside. My mother's top had been ripped open, her bra hanging down, her breasts exposed. The team leader still held both of her hands tightly with one hand, while his other hand groped her upper body haphazardly. He had her mouth tightly covered, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of disheveled hair showing. After a while, the team leader's hand slipped down into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and lifted her legs together. The team leader turned around and saw me watching, panting, and said, "Your mother's pretty strong." With that, he pulled down, and my mother's pants were halfway down. At this moment, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mother's pant legs, and pulled again, pulling my mother's pants off. Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. By this time, my mother was completely naked. The team leader released my mother, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you." Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mother was naked, curled up in a ball, not looking at anyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest. The captain took off his clothes, his large belly protruding, his penis thick and erect. He asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?" I said, "Of course the captain's is bigger." The captain laughed loudly and asked, "Have you seen your father's? Whose is the biggest?" I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course the captain's is the biggest!" The captain patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and suck it." Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans. After sucking for a while, the captain looked at my mother, who was naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down. Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina, hugging me and saying, "Let's do it." My penis was still soft, and when Zhang Qin touched it, she was immediately a little disappointed. The captain began to thrust vigorously, and Zhang Qin looked at me and said, "Your mother is really fleshy, her breasts are all round." The captain shouted without turning his head, "Stop opening your mouth!" Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring. The captain thrust in and out, and my mother's head bobbed up and down in rhythm. After a while, the captain rubbed my mother's breasts, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat." My mother's face turned red because we were all watching. She closed her eyes awkwardly, but her breathing became rapid. I knew she was starting to feel it. After a few more thrusts, my mother started to moan. Hearing this, the captain immediately increased his effort. My mother's hands began to grip the sheets. I knew it was almost over. At this moment, the captain gasped, "Oh, oh, it's contracting, it's contracting!" The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme. The veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back. Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, pulling my mother tightly into a hug, pressing his penis deep inside her. He let out a groan, his body stiffening and ceasing its movements. I looked down; his penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her. After ejaculating, the captain let out a long breath, then thrust into my mother for a while longer before releasing her, turning over and pulling his penis out. My mother, released, covered her face and turned to the other side. The captain panted for a moment, patted my mother's buttocks, and said, "That was amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "More flavorful than you, you know how to shrink." He turned my mother around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave. I knew he wanted to savor it a little longer. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sofa outside. Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mother shrink?" I nodded.
The bed inside creaked intermittently. The team leader seemed to have talked to my mom quite a bit; from the sounds, my mom gradually relaxed. I didn't want to do anything, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me, and we turned on the TV. The team leader and my mom stayed inside until almost 6 PM before getting up. The team leader came out wearing one of my mom's undergarments. Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is out!" The team leader laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries. Zhang Qin went out. The team leader wasn't wearing much, just one of my mom's undergarments, and sat opposite me, calling for my mom to come out. My mom put on the undergarment and came out. The team leader shouted, "I told you to come out naked! What are you wearing? Take it off!" My mom immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He put his arm around my mom and we chatted casually. Seeing my mom naked and obediently nestled in his arms like a rabbit, I felt quite uncomfortable. The captain casually patted my mother's body and said to me, "Your mother's usually quite tight-fitting, but today she got her hands on me and it felt amazing." He then pinched my mother's breasts and said, "You little rascal, you've made your mother's breasts so big. You're a few months along, is it a boy or a girl?" I said, "It's a boy." The captain nodded, "You've got guts, you've got guts. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mother.
" Zhang Qin came back, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the captain's wedding. While eating, the captain hugged my mother and said, "Give me one too." My mother immediately smiled. After dinner, the captain carried my mother back into my parents' bedroom. Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting again over there, I got aroused and had sex with Zhang Qin. The next morning, the captain and my mother waited for Lao Pao to knock on the door before getting up. The two of them were so affectionate they looked like a married couple. I let go of Zhang Qin, got up, and went to open the door to let Lao Pao in. Old Pao heard my mom and the captain getting up inside and said, "The captain's an expert at opening doors, now your mom's allowed to open the door too." Just then, the captain came out, and Old Pao immediately rushed over, saying, "Congratulations! The captain opened the door! When can I come in?" The captain gave a dismissive look, "I'll play for a couple of days, then you can talk to me." Old Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife. They didn't leave until noon, because my dad had finished his shift and was coming home that afternoon. After they left, my mom went back to her bedroom and lay on the bed, fully clothed. I went in and asked her, "How was it?" My mom turned over and didn't say anything.
In the afternoon, my dad came home. Besides finding a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't notice anything else. After I had given her a few "after-sexs" a few nights ago, my mom was quite relaxed now.
That night, I heard some noise over there again and couldn't help but chuckle to myself.
The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad was washing a car when the captain came over and patted my dad on the shoulder. My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?" The team leader smiled, glanced at me, and said, "He's the groom now." Hearing him say he was the groom really stung. He was the groom, and my mother was the bride—and he just opened the door for him like that. Thinking back to yesterday, my mother was naked, sitting in his lap, the two of them hugging and laughing. It felt like my mother was no longer my woman. My heart ached even more.
My father left that very day; this long-distance trip would take him over a month to return. The team leader, having enjoyed himself with my mother, probably felt somewhat guilty towards my father, so he gave him double the bonus. My father, unaware of the situation, thought the team leader was taking care of him, and instead of scolding the team leader for being heartless, he praised him for his generosity. He had no idea that while he was away, someone was having sex with his wife in his own home.
For the next week or so, the team leader came to my house almost every day to have sex with my mother. Zhang Qin often came along too. The team leader would hold my mother down in the room and have sex with her without closing the door, making the bed creak. After they finished, the team leader would come out to smoke, and my mother would clean herself up inside, then run out naked, sit on the team leader's lap, and become entangled with him. They didn't care that we were sitting to the side.
At this point, the team leader would excitedly praise my mother's beauty, how fair and tender her skin was, and how her vagina could contract and squeeze his penis so comfortably. My mom would laugh and reach out to grab his penis, jokingly saying that this naughty thing was hurting her and she was going to rip it off.
The captain would often deliberately ask my mom in front of me, "Whose penis is bigger, yours or mine?" My mom would laugh and say, "Of course yours is bigger." The captain would then laugh and say to me, "Kid, did you hear that? You'd better work on making your penis bigger, or your mom won't let you into her bed anymore. Look how beautiful your mom is, with such delicate skin, it would be such a waste if you couldn't have her."
My mom would then fall silent.
After the teasing and eating and drinking, the captain would pick up my mom's naked, snow-white body and carry her into the house, throw her onto my dad's bed, and then continue having sex with her. Once, he didn't even go into the house; he just started having sex with my mom in the living room. He made my mom lie on the sofa, her snow-white, tender pink buttocks raised high, and he would slap her buttocks a few times with his swollen penis, aim the glans at her vagina, and thrust in. He kept yelling about how soft Accountant Xu's ass was and how tight her cunt was. He was pounding into my mom like a pile driver, and she was moaning loudly. But I felt like she was moaning a little on purpose. My mom is gentle by nature, and even when I used to fuck her and she was enjoying it, she would only moan softly, afraid of being heard. But maybe this time it was the team leader playing with her more than me, which made her sexual desire stronger. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little deflated.
Not wanting to be outdone, I grabbed Zhang Qin and pushed her onto the coffee table, ripped off her pants, and started fucking her. After a while, Zhang Qin started moaning and groaning.
These days, the team leader was completely obsessed with my mom's body. He would come to my house as soon as he got off work, take off his pants as soon as he entered, and fuck my mom. Sometimes he would even spend the night with my mom at my house. He had also delayed his promise to have Lao Pao open my mom's door, saying he wanted to enjoy being a groom for a few more days. Although Lao Pao drooled over my mother's snow-white body, there was nothing he could do. These past few days, he either went out to brothels or came to my house to take turns having sex with his wife. It was Zhang Qin, that slut, who got off easy, her body going limp from being gang-raped by the two of us, her eyes practically overflowing with sweetness when she looked at us.
I wasn't really bothered by seeing my mother being taken advantage of by the team leader. After all, I was the one who agreed to let the team leader open the door for my mother. Besides, seeing my beautiful mother, who used to be subservient to me, being raped by other men and moaning wildly, excited me too. The problem was, ever since the team leader took her, my mother had become indifferent to me, rarely talking to me unless necessary, and when she did speak, it was indifferent, a stark contrast to the clingy, affectionate way she was with the team leader after they were done.
Sometimes, after the team leader left, I would excitedly carry her into the house, press myself against her, and have sex with her. She would close her eyes and let my penis penetrate her. After a while, she would react, her body twisting slightly, moaning softly. But after I ejaculated, she pushed me away without a word, took a birth control pill, wiped away the semen, and fell asleep facing inwards. I called to her, lay down next to her, and touched her breasts. She let me touch them, only saying faintly, "It's getting late, go to sleep."
Before, if I made her feel good, she would gently suck on my penis after ejaculating, licking the semen off, then flirt with me for a while, and finally wanting me to hold her tightly before falling asleep. Now she's like this. Could it be that the captain is really too good at playing with women, and has slept with my mother so well that she's fallen for someone else? I just felt incredibly heartbroken.
Eventually, even the captain noticed something was wrong with the state of my mother and me. After all, the captain wasn't intentionally humiliating me by playing with my mother like this in front of me; it's just that he has a rough personality, enjoys playing with women, and does whatever he feels comfortable with. On the contrary, he seems to admire me quite a bit.
One day, after work, he took advantage of my mother as usual, then held her naked body on his lap and fondled her for a while before saying, "Accountant Xu, I've been taking up too much of your time these past few days, it's even affecting your relationship with your son. How about this, we'll call it a day, you two can have a good chat. I know you're feeling a bit awkward with us here, Zhang Qin and I will be leaving now. Kid, take good care of your mother." He winked at me as he spoke.
I was about to speak when I saw my mother's smiling face suddenly darken. My heart sank. After a moment of silence, Mom giggled and hugged the team leader's neck, saying, "Team leader, you're already tired of me? Are you in such a hurry to leave because you've got your eye on someone else's wife? If you're really tired of me, then leave."
The team leader glanced at me apologetically, then hugged Mom tighter, touching her large, white breasts, and laughed, "My little darling, what are you saying! How could I ever tire of a beauty like you? I wish I could shoot all my balls into your little cunt! Hehe, but, cough, cough." He glanced at me again.
Seeing my mother's attitude, I felt a surge of anger. But I could only laugh and say, "Yes, yes, team leader, what are you saying! My mom's at home, isn't she? I'll have plenty of opportunities to play with her. We agreed to just have some fun. You should open the door for my mom a few more times. I still have this little slut, Zhang Qin, here!"
As he spoke, he reached into Zhang Qin's clothes and began to fondle her large, white breasts. Zhang Qin playfully slapped me a few times, saying, "You brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?" But she let me play with her breasts.
That night, the captain didn't leave; he stayed to sleep with my mother.
I also let Zhang Qin stay the night with me, knowing Lao Pao had gone out to brothels again. Zhang Qin, that slut, was more than happy to oblige. Hearing the creaking of the bed in the next room, I knew the captain was having sex with my mother again. The thought of my mother's fair, delicate body being pressed
under the captain's massive frame, moaning and being fucked, made me feel terrible, but physically aroused. I pressed myself against Zhang Qin's naked body and started having sex with her.
I woke up after a while, thirsty, and went to the living room for a drink. I noticed the light was still on in the room where my mother and the captain were sleeping, and they were talking. Were they still not finished? I heard the captain say, "Isn't it bad for you to treat your son like this during the day?"
My mom was silent for a moment and then said, "It's not bad at all. Oh, Captain, don't spoil the mood, okay? You're here to sleep with me, why are you bringing up my son!"
The captain said, "Okay, okay, I won't mention it, baby, spread your legs, I'll fuck you again!"
My mom said, "Captain, didn't we just finish not long ago? You want to do it to me again?" The captain
chuckled and said, "Who told you to be so irresistible? Feel my dick, it's swollen again."
My mom said, "Oh, it's really swollen, Captain, you really can't squeeze it dry, I'm going to suffer again."
The captain said, "What suffering? I'll make you happy!"
My mom said, "Turn off the light." The captain said, "Why turn off the light? If the light's off, I won't be able to see your pretty face, it'll be so unpleasant! Baby, your breasts are so white and big!"
I heard the bed creak, and at the same time my mom screamed. I knew the captain's big dick had entered my mom's vagina. While fucking my mom, the captain asked, "Beautiful lady, do I feel good fucking you?"
My mom hummed and said, "Yes, Captain, your thing is so big, it feels so good! I like it when you play with me, Captain." She added at the end, "I don't like my son fucking me now!"
I was furious. Back in the room, I turned Zhang Qin around, pressed her down, and fucked her again. Then I slowly fell asleep.
The next day, neither Lao Pao nor I went out. I asked him to go to a brothel with me. We called two pretty prostitutes, each of us grabbing one and starting to have sex. I was simmering with desire, using my penis to relieve myself. After a while, we both ejaculated
, paid the prostitutes, and let them leave. We lay in bed to rest.
Lao Pao said, "Brother, you're feeling down, aren't you? Your mom's been treating you like this these past few days, it really doesn't seem right."
I didn't hide anything from Lao Pao, so I said, "My mom wasn't like this before. I don't know what happened."
Lao Pao said, "I think there's some misunderstanding between you and your mom. Why don't the captain not come to your house for the next couple of days, and you and your mom can have a good talk. I'll talk to the captain. After all, we're all doing wife-swapping for fun, it's not fun if it makes everyone unhappy. Don't worry, the captain isn't the kind of person who steals other people's love."
For three days in a row, the captain didn't come to have sex with my mom. After work, I ate dinner, and I still slept with my mom in her and my dad's bed. My mom let me take off her clothes and let me penetrate her. Judging from her reaction when I fucked her, it didn't seem like she disliked me doing it, as she claimed. But aside from her reaction during sex, her attitude was the same as the previous few days. I was completely baffled.
However, from mealtime to bedtime, Mom kept glancing towards the door several times. I knew she was wondering why the captain hadn't come to fuck her. Hmph, she's missing the captain's big cock! My heart ached.
On the third day, after dinner, Mom finally asked me, "Why hasn't the captain come these past few days?"
I was watching TV, absentmindedly changing channels with the controller, and coldly said, "Who knows? It's only been three days. It's normal for him not to come. Nothing strange."
"But a few days ago he came almost every day… to our house, why suddenly…"
I put down the controller and looked at her coldly: "What's wrong? Is your pussy itchy? Are you missing the captain's big cock?"
Mom was stunned, and angrily said, "You… you're saying such nasty things!"
I stood up and looked at Mom: "Nasty things? When you let the captain fuck you, you were so slutty! Weren't you horny? And when you slept with me, you were the same!" "You really enjoy being fucked by the captain's big cock that much?! Am I really that inferior to him?!
I told you, you slut! You whore!"
Mom screamed, "Yes! I like being fucked by the captain, so what? The captain knows how to play with women, and his cock is big. I like his big cock fucking my cunt, what's it to you? He's better than you! So what?"
I was stunned. My mom was usually very polite and never used foul language. Now she was saying this because she was extremely angry.
My mom continued, "Who made me sleep with other men? You let other men play with your own mother, are you even human? That day you just watched me being raped by the captain, you didn't do anything, you even helped the captain rape me. Now, is this my fault? Isn't it your own fault?" "
I was speechless. So that's how it was. I was both angry and anxious, and I started crying. Between sobs, I said, 'I just said we were just having some fun. Why did you have to take it seriously? How could you treat other men better than me? I had no choice. They found out about you and me, and I had to cover it up like that. I regret it so much!'
Seeing me crying so hard, my mother softened. She came over and hugged me, saying, 'Okay, okay, don't cry. Mom doesn't blame you anymore, okay?'
When I stopped crying, my mother said that she had been acting like this on purpose these past few days, deliberately trying to anger me. She was furious that I had given her to other men and even helped them rape her, so she wanted to get revenge. But now it was too late, and besides, I knew I was wrong, so she didn't blame me.
I asked my mother, 'Then why did you say you didn't like me having sex with you that night when you were sleeping with the captain?'
A sly smile appeared on my mother's fair face: 'I knew you were outside. I heard you drinking water. Do you think I don't know your habits?'" "I said it on purpose. The captain knows best about that. I was winking at him as I said it."
A huge weight lifted from my heart, and seeing my mother's unusually sly smile, I couldn't help but laugh. My mother playfully hit me and said, "One minute you're crying, the next you're laughing. You're almost a father, yet you're still like a child!"
Hearing this, I felt a surge of warmth. After all, I had gotten my mother pregnant, and she almost gave birth to the child. How could my mother not care about me? I hugged my mother and asked her, "Mom, so you don't actually like the captain doing this to you? I'll go tell him it's over and he won't come again. Anyway, he's already done it to you these past few days."
My mother sighed, "It's not like that. The captain is a generous man, knows how to play with women, and his... his thing is huge. No woman doesn't enjoy being with him. At first, I was forced to let him rape me, but once he got the hang of it, I felt like I was subdued. The past few days, he came to do it to me every day, and he really made me feel quite comfortable!" "
Upon hearing this, I panicked again. Mom smiled and kissed me on the lips, saying, 'Don't rush, let Mom finish. But you're no worse than the captain. You're young and energetic, a natural at playing with women, and your skills are even better than the captain's. Besides, you're my own son, and almost the father of my child. When you're on top of me, penetrating me and ejaculating, the stimulation is something I can't experience with the captain. So, it's true I enjoy being with the captain, but I prefer my good-for-nothing son to be in my bed with me!'
Mom smiled at me again and said, 'Actually, what I wish most was that you two were both my husbands, making me feel comfortable every day.'
At this point, Mom blushed because she remembered that her real husband was still working hard outside, while she was cheating on him at home!
Now the storm had finally passed. I looked at Mom with a mischievous smile and said I wanted to open Mom's door. Mom slapped me and said, 'After the captain slept with me that day, he said he was the groom. We won't invite them over these next few days. You can be the groom, and Mom will be your bride, okay?'" "I cheered.
Mom said, 'Let's consummate our marriage now, okay? Mom will marry you and be your bride.' I breathed heavily. I started to take off Mom's top. Mom unhooked her bra herself, and her two plump, white breasts were right in front of me. I reached out and touched them. Suddenly, Mom whispered in my ear, 'You little rascal, don't you really like me letting the captain do it to you? When the captain was on top of me and penetrating me, your little thing down there was so swollen. Did you think I didn't see it?'
I smiled sheepishly. Mom held my penis with her fair fingers and said, 'Look, it's swollen. Do you like being Mom's groom?'
I said, 'Yes... I really want to.'
Mom said, 'Then play with Mom as much as you want. Mom won't allow it if you don't make Mom feel good. You can play with Mom however you want. Haven't you always wanted to ejaculate in Mom's mouth? Today, you can penetrate Mom first, and then Mom will let you ejaculate in Mom's mouth, and Mom will even swallow the semen, okay?'" "
I kept saying 'okay, okay.' My penis swelled even more.
Mom took off her pants herself, and now she was completely naked. She suddenly smiled mischievously, put her hand between her snow-white legs, and said, 'See Mom here? Remember when the captain used his thing down there…'
I interrupted Mom, panting, 'Mom! I want you to swear! Swear!'
Mom also started panting, and then touched between her legs and said, 'Okay, Mom will swear: 'What's here? This is Mom's pussy, do you remember? Mom was pinned down by the captain, Mom's thighs were spread apart, Mom's pussy and pubic hair were exposed, and the captain put his big penis into Mom's little pussy! Did you see that? The captain's big penis was fucking Mom's little pussy, are you excited? Now do you want to fuck Mom's little pussy with your big penis like the captain, Mom's little husband?'" "
My dick was so swollen from Mom's incredibly lewd words that it was about to burst. I didn't even have time to get to the bed. I pushed Mom down onto the sofa and yelled at her to spread her legs and stick out her pussy so that her big dick would go in."
I pressed down on her. With a soft cry from Mom, my swollen penis shoved in all the way! I thrust in and out like a pile driver, and Mom hugged me tightly, saying, "My little husband, your penis is as big as the captain's now!"
I thrust for what seemed like forever until Mom climaxed, her vagina contracting in waves, gripping my penis. I held back from ejaculating and continued thrusting. When Mom climaxed a second time, I said, "Mom, I'm going to cum." Mom said, "Cum in Mom's mouth," and opened her mouth. I pulled out my penis and thrust it into Mom's mouth, ejaculating. This time I was so excited that a lot of semen came out. Mom opened her mouth, showing me her mouth full of semen, and then swallowed it.
Mom and I both lay down on the sofa, our bodies twitching slightly.
After a long while, Mom let out a long sigh: "This is the most comfortable I've ever felt!"
I stroked Mom's snow-white body and asked her, somewhat puzzled, "Mom, how come you were so uninhibited today, saying such lewd things? I can hardly believe it myself."
Mom blushed and said, "I guess life has been too confusing these past few days, and then I said those things during our argument earlier, and I unconsciously lost my sense of shame. What, don't you like Mom like this, my little husband?"
"I love it! I love it so much!"

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