What can be done about this life?

Zhang Liang slept soundly until he was woken by the urge to urinate. He groggily got up to go to the bathroom, and just as he was about to put on his shoes, he heard a strange moaning sound.
Summer nights in Harbin are cool, with gentle breezes, so people usually don't close their doors at night. Zhang Liang quietly got out of bed, without even putting on slippers, and tiptoed to the bedroom door. Peeking across the living room, he witnessed a lewd scene.
His beautiful mother was crawling on the floor, her body supported by her knees and hands, like a dog, while behind her was Uncle Huang. He was naked, occasionally patting or kicking his mother's sexy buttocks. Seeing this, Zhang Liang felt a surge of anger. He wanted to go out and stop the despicable old man, but his curiosity about the adult world made him control his emotions. He decided to continue watching.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen his mother having sex with another man; his first act of voyeurism was watching his mother having sex with Old Wu. He was very young then, still innocent and naive, not understanding why Uncle Wu licked his mother's private parts, and seemed to enjoy it so much, and his mother seemed to like it too. Hearing their strange moans and sounds, he became unconsciously excited, and his mother's alluring moans and expressions kept echoing in his mind. He ejaculated, masturbated, and experienced the inevitable transformation of a boy's growth.
He had secretly watched his mother and Uncle Wu's sex more than once; he was curious about the nature of men and women. But he was no longer that naive boy. Just recently, that afternoon, he had already had sex with his tutor, Wang Jing. She was beautiful, had a great figure, and knew a lot. Zhang Liang was irresistibly attracted to her, and his tall, handsome appearance naturally attracted her as well.
When Bu Chunling returned home, the two had already completed their third sexual encounter. She didn't know that her son, her son who was not yet eighteen, had become a real man.
Zhang Liang was confused. He knew how men and women should make love; Old Wu and his mother, and himself and Wang Jing, all did it this way. Although he didn't want to lick Wang Jing's genitals, he understood it was a form of sex.
But his mother's behavior at this moment was something he had never experienced before. He knew that whenever Huang kicked or spanked his mother, the moans she made were pleasurable, not painful.
His mother had already gone into the bathroom, and he could only see Huang standing at the door, whispering, "Come here."
What for? Zhang Liang wanted to go see, but he didn't dare. He was afraid of his mother, and even more afraid of this middle-aged man driving a Q7.
"Ouch!"
A soft cry made Zhang Liang's heart tighten. He took a step forward, but immediately pulled back.
Then came a rustling sound from the bathroom, followed by the sound of rinsing mouths, and then he heard his mother say, "You're just ruining my life!"
Zhang Liang didn't understand what the two of them were doing in the bathroom. He stood there until they returned to the bedroom, and then it dawned on him. He realized he needed to urinate, which he had forgotten about. He tiptoed into the bathroom, not daring to close the door, afraid that the noise would let the people inside know he had witnessed their secret.
He sat on the toilet like a woman, trying to control the flow and not make too much noise.
After he had expelled his bodily fluids, he saw several puddles of pale yellow liquid on the floor, with a distinctive adult odor. He was confused. Was this his mother's?
That night, Zhang Liang suffered from insomnia again. Although he and Wang Jing had already done it three times during the day, the thought of his mother crawling on her knees made him erect again. Summer vacation is probably the happiest time for a student. No school, no worries, no pressure—especially for Zhang Liang. What was supposed to be a dreaded tutoring session turned into a wonderful sexual adventure, making his summer vacation undoubtedly blissful.
If there was any dissatisfaction, it was the sex between Huang Chenghai and his mother. Their frequent encounters forced him to leave home, which he found unbearable. On Saturday afternoon, while he was playing online games on his computer, his phone rang. He answered impatiently; it was his mother, asking if he was home. Zhang Liang quickly had a plan. He said he was at a classmate's house, because he knew his mother was coming home with Huang again. He wanted to see their sex again, out of curiosity and fear that his mother would be abused. He turned off the computer, hid his shoes by the door, and then hid behind the curtains in his bedroom, waiting for his mother and her lover to appear. The curtains were long, but still a distance from the ground, so he placed a few books under his feet. With the bedroom door open, the corner was completely hidden, making it difficult to spot unless one was specifically looking. After waiting a while, his mother and the man surnamed Huang didn't appear. He thought he might be overthinking things and was about to go play on the computer again, but just as he reached the living room, he heard the clatter of keys at the door. He quickly ran back to his bedroom, resuming his previous position, listening intently to everything he couldn't see. "Wait." It was his mother's voice. She shuffled around the room in her high heels, and when she reached his bedroom, she only stood at the door for a glance before saying, "He's not here." "So what if he is?" Huang Chenghai's voice rang out. "Come on, Chunling, you bitch, take off your clothes." "Let's take a shower first! You're all sweaty." By the time the two finished showering, Zhang Liang had already emerged from behind the curtains. He crouched behind his bedroom door, peering through the crack at the two in the living room. He had to come out; Huang Chenghai had the TV on, and the volume was so loud that he couldn't hear what they were saying at all. Huang Chenghai sat naked on the sofa. His mother, wearing transparent high heels and black stockings, stood in front of him, her buttocks raised, leaning forward. Zhang Liang could only see her back and couldn't see her expression. Huang Chenghai held a shiny object in his hand. Upon closer inspection, Zhang Liang realized it was a thin chain, the other end of which was about to be fastened around his mother's neck. Only then did he notice that his mother had a flesh-colored leather belt around her neck. "Hmm..." After fastening the chain, Huang Chenghai pulled it, and Bu Chunling let out a soft moan. "Come on." Huang Chenghai pulled it again, and Bu Chunling knelt between his legs and began to suck his penis. "You little bitch, you're fucking horny. No wonder Director Zhao is so hung up on you." Huang Chenghai patted Bu Chunling's cheek and said mockingly, "If you can get that land, I'll give you a million. Getting on Director Zhao's good side will make everything much easier." Bu Chunling spat out his penis, stroking it up and down with her hand, laughing and cursing, "You're willing to be a cuckold! I don't think it'll work. That Zhao guy just wanted to play with me. Last night he and that General Manager Chen played with me together..." " Together?" "Yeah, they were hanging out together." Huang Chenghai leaned back on the sofa, thought for a moment, and then said, "That guy surnamed Chen and Director Zhao are comrades-in-arms. He's gotten rich these past few years thanks to that big shot, so it's understandable that they'd be messing with you." He reached out and hooked Bu Chunling's chin, asking, "Is either of them particularly interested in you?" Bu Chunling blinked, staring at him and asking back, "If so, you'd send me away?" Before he could answer, she added, "I knew you were heartless, huh!"

Her tone and expression were both resentful.
Huang Chenghai, of course, refused to admit it, and hurriedly said, "How could that be? I'm too busy spoiling you!"
"Spoiling me so you'd send me out to be fucked by others?"
"I'm just afraid you won't be satisfied, aren't I?"
"That sounds nice!" "
Then look, how does it feel to be played with by two men?"
Bu Chunling pushed his chest and said, "What can I say? It's just like that!"
"Look at how slutty you are!"
Huang Chenghai tugged at the chain and said, "Turn around and bend over!"
Bu Chunling gave him a resentful look before turning around, and that's when Zhang Liang saw his mother's beautiful and seductive expression.
She was resting her hands on her knees, her eyes slightly closed, her head tilted back, and her pointed chin pointing forward, directly in Zhang Liang's direction.
Huang Chenghai took out something that looked like a whip and hit Bu Chunling's buttocks hard. Bu Chunling let out an "Ah!", her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure.
In the past, Zhang Liang would have rushed out. Although he was afraid of this man, he still couldn't bear to see his mother being humiliated like this. But now he wouldn't, because he knew that his mother's expression at this moment might show pain, but at least not all pain.
The man surnamed Huang beat her for a while before making Bu Chunling kneel. He pulled on the chain, like leading a female dog, and led Bu Chunling to her own bedroom, leaving Zhang Liang seemingly exhausted.
That was the last time Zhang Liang saw his mother having sex. After that day, he went to live at school and didn't go home during holidays.
When his mother missed him, she would go to the school and leave him money, but he was no longer as affectionate towards his mother as before.
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Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Liang was about to take the college entrance examination. These days, Bu Chunling had contacted many people. Through Huang Chenghai, she had met a university professor who could help her son get into the university, even if it was just an ordinary undergraduate program.
On May 17th, she happened to go online and received a message—it was from Xiao Hai! He said he was in Harbin again and wanted to see her, but she had changed her number, so he could only leave her a message. This was his phone number…
Bu Chunling hesitated. She didn't know whether she should see him. Perhaps he was still him, still that clean-cut, sophisticated, yet lecherous young man. And what about herself? During this time, she had transformed from an independent woman into a wealthy man's mistress, and then into his tool—a tool for sex, a tool for business.
She had been with all sorts of men: CEOs, government officials, gang leaders, and countless others. She had forgotten who she was. In her forties, she had become a legendary "socialite." Yes, she had many advantages because of this. For example, if her son got into a fight, she could get the police station to release him with a single phone call, because Yang, the former police chief, was now Director Yang; if her son's school held a basketball tournament, a little coquetry would get her sponsorship from a large company; if her son went to university, a flirtatious "Dad" would get her a smooth ride.
But was this the life she wanted?
She still decided to meet Xiao Hai. Although they hadn't been in contact for a long time, it didn't mean she hadn't remembered. Whether it was to put an end to things or to rekindle memories, she wanted to see him.
Perhaps subconsciously, she also wanted him to know that she was actually doing very well, much better than before.
The two met in a quiet coffee shop. Xiao Hai looked slightly tired, while Bu Chunling was full of energy. Dressed elegantly, she entered the coffee shop and gracefully sat down amidst several admiring glances.
She smiled and asked, "Have you ordered drinks?"
Xiao Hai shook his head, so she called the waiter and ordered two coffees. Throughout the entire process, she spoke calmly and casually, as if this was the life she had lived since birth.
Xiao Hai looked at her, somewhat confused and curious. He didn't understand why they had chosen this place instead of somewhere near a hotel. He noticed the changes in this woman but didn't understand where those changes came from.
Bu Chunling felt a little embarrassed as he kept scrutinizing her, but she didn't back down. Instead, she met his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You...you seem to have changed."
"Really?"
Bu Chunling smiled. She had anticipated his reaction; she had met all sorts of men. So she asked, "What changes?"
"You seem more...I can't say."
Xiao Hai hesitated. If the woman before was merely a alluring, beautiful, mature woman struggling at the bottom of society, this woman now had transformed into an elegant, jewel-adorned upper-class lady.
He unconsciously felt inferior. Perhaps he had been relatively wealthy compared to her before, but now, what supported him was gone.
Bu Chunling smiled again. She hadn't stopped smiling since entering the room. Her feelings towards this man who had once "slept with" her were complex: gratitude? love? desire? hatred?
Perhaps all of them. She didn't need to think about it; even if she did, she wouldn't understand. She only knew that at this moment, she felt great.
No other words could describe her feelings; she was truly enjoying it, yet she never considered why.
Bu Chunling took a sip of coffee and whispered, "Want to fuck me, sister?"
The quiet coffee shop wasn't crowded, and despite her low voice, Xiao Hai was startled. His original intention was to have sex with her again, but unlike before when he paid her, their relationship was no longer that of customer and prostitute; he no longer dared to hope for that opportunity.
Things had taken a turn for the better, and Xiao Hai's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but say, "Yes, of course I want to!"
"Then let's go, I've booked a room!"
Bu Chunling emphasized the last sentence, and Xiao Hai was taken aback, then smiled and agreed. Bu Chunling paid the bill, and the two went out and got into Bu Chunling's car.
Before even getting into bed, Bu Chunling was already satisfied. Seeing the man's astonished eyes and his discomfort in the passenger seat, Bu Chunling felt an inexplicable surge of pleasure.
In the city's best hotel, in the most luxurious suite, the two women were instantly drawn into each other the moment the door closed.
Pushing the man away, Bu Chunling collapsed onto the bed, giggling as she looked at the young man's burning desire. She wantonly lifted her skirt, revealing her soaked lace panties. She traced and rubbed her labia with her fingers, making her already overflowing juices even more abundant.
The man, aroused beyond control by her wantonness, was about to penetrate her when she stopped him. She lasciviously put her fingers, wet with her own juices, into her mouth and sucked, saying, "Good little brother, don't you want to lick your sister's white tiger cunt?"
Helpless, the man could only bend down and lick the woman's slightly darkened genitals. He treated this merely as foreplay, but just as he felt it was time to climb on top again, the woman stopped him: "Good little brother, lick a little more, and I'm about to climax!"
Sure enough, after the man's licking a few more times, Bu Chunling did climax, and it was a very intense climax; she trembled for a full twenty seconds!
The subsequent sex was as usual, except that Bu Chunling was no longer satisfied with the man's initiative. She used her seductive charm and allure to manipulate the man into doing things that pleased her, without the slightest reluctance or grievance.
When the two came out of the hotel, it was late at night and the city lights were on. Bu Chunling wanted to take Xiao Hai home, and he was about to refuse when he saw her expression change.
Huang Chenghai walked over with two men. He smiled at Bu Chunling and the young man beside her, and after a while, he said to Xiao Hai, "Brother, do you know who I am?"
"No... I don't know."
"Didn't she tell you?"
"No... no."
Huang Chenghai chuckled again, rubbing his face, and said, "The clothes this bitch wears, the car she drives, and the suite you guys use for sex, all belong to me. Even this bitch is mine!"
He then turned and slapped Bu Chunling, cursing, "You filthy bitch, I told you to wear a collar when you go out, did you forget?"
He then continued to Xiao Hai, "This is my bitch. Brother,
I don't care if you want to play with me, but you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog, let alone fuck it. You should at least tell me, right?" "B-Big Brother, I was wrong!"
Xiao Hai suddenly became weak, trembling as he said, "Big Brother, I... I didn't know you... she was your woman. She told me she was single, so I..."
"Look at you, you pathetic sight!"
Huang Chenghai patted Xiao Hai on the shoulder, startling him so much he almost sat down. He laughed heartily before continuing, "I didn't mean anything by it. A bitch is for customers to fuck, and a prostitute is for someone to patronize. It's just that some prostitutes are lowly, and some are high-class; the price is different."
"Chunling, did you take this young man's money?"
"No..."
Bu Chunling covered her face, answering timidly, "I...I didn't..."
"Heh, you're a whore!"
Huang Chenghai held out his hand and said, "Brother, give me some money for the prostitute, just a little something."
Xiao Hai trembled as he took out his wallet, opened it, and saw that he only had a few hundred yuan. He said with a mournful face, "B-Brother, this is all I have, you see..."
Seeing Huang Chenghai take the money and hesitate to speak, Xiao Hai quickly said, "Brother, if it's not enough, I can go get more..."
Huang Chenghai waved his hand and said, "Forget it, this whore is only worth this much. I'll keep the six hundred, and you can keep the remaining twenty for a taxi! Brother, if you want to play again in the future, remember to come to me first, otherwise you won't be so lucky next time."
"Brother, don't worry, I won't dare to do it again!"
"Alright, I won't see you off then."
Huang Chenghai chuckled, waved his hand, and led the two into the hotel. Seeing Bu Chunling still standing there in a daze, he couldn't help but angrily say, "Aren't you coming in with me?"
Watching Xiao Hai scramble into a taxi as if fleeing, Bu Chunling couldn't help but smile bitterly. She had originally planned to give Xiao Hai some money, making it seem like she was paying for his services, but in the end, she still couldn't escape the fate of a prostitute.
Perhaps her standard of living had improved now, and she wasn't as strapped for cash as before, but she had only changed her place of prostitution from a poor, simple thatched hut to a high-rise building.
In the end, she would still be a prostitute.
When she turned to face Huang Chenghai, she had changed her clothes and adopted a smug expression, knowing that she would soon be serving three men on the same bed where she had just been intimate with her "lover"...
This was Bu Chunling's life. If Huang Chenghai wanted, anyone around him could play with her in various ways—3P, 4P, group sex. She became even more alluring, and even more depraved and fallen. At first, perhaps it was for her son, but later, she couldn't distinguish whether she was acting out of lust or for her son's future.
Even on the morning of her son's college entrance exam, she couldn't escape this fate. At first, she was somewhat reluctant because of her son's exam, but later it became insatiable. By the time the young boss had ejaculated all over her body, there was less than half an hour left before the students entered the exam hall.
Bu Chunling quickly tidied herself up and headed straight for the exam hall. Zhang Liang, seeing his mother rushing towards him, felt his pent-up anger erupt. But when he saw the small patch of white at his mother's hairline, his anger vanished completely.
Zhang Liang glanced at his mother and silently walked into the exam hall.
Bu Chunling stood there, stunned. She couldn't help but cry, tears streaming down her face, along with the flow of vaginal fluid from between her bare legs. (The End)

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