[After Mother Lost Her Job] (01-02)

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(I)

I was born into an ordinary family in Northeast China in the 1980s. Before the reform and opening up, and until the 1990s, the economy of
Northeast China was very strong. When I was born, both my parents worked in a state-owned smelting plant. Because of
the one-child policy, I was an only child.

My mother doted on me from a young age. Even when I started elementary school, my mother would bathe me, and she
often slept in the same bed with me. When I was in elementary school, my family lived in a workers' village. My family only had one room,
about 30 square meters, with two beds, one against the east wall and the other against the west wall. The larger bed was for my parents, and the smaller one was for me.
There was some furniture in the middle. My family shared the kitchen and bathroom with another family on the same floor.

In the 1990s, we were hit by a wave of layoffs. My parents were both laid off, receiving only a few thousand yuan in buyout compensation,
and then the factory abandoned them. My parents had no skills and little education. The sudden blow of being laid off
was hard for my father to accept, and he became very degenerate. He spent all his time playing cards downstairs at home and often drank.
He would argue with my mother every night, throwing things
around

, and I often saw her wiping away tears. My mother wasn't bad-looking; while not a stunning beauty, she wasn't ugly either—a poor man's version of Gong Li, with fair skin and a large bust. Later, our family was almost starving, and my father, a heavy drinker, was unshaven, listless,
and had no income. My mother had no choice but to work at a bathhouse near the train station—basically,
a prostitute. Back then, many laid-off female workers became prostitutes. Many working-class families like mine
lost their jobs and were forced to work in bathhouses. In the evenings, husbands would carry their wives on old bicycles to
the bathhouse , where a dozen or so men would sit outside smoking in silence. After midnight, they would silently take her back on the bicycle.
There were many rhymes about laid-off female workers back then.

"Laid-off female workers wipe away their tears, head held high, walk into nightclubs, learn all the tricks, sleep with ministers at night,
work without getting tired, wages multiply several times over. Who says women have no status? Bah! That's the evil old society."

"Laid-off female workers, don't cry, the nightclub is just ahead. Don't rely on the government, rely on society, there's food, drink, and tips.
Don't say we have no status, we sleep with mayors and secretaries."

"Laid-off girls, don't cry, walk into nightclubs with your heads held high; accompany the rich, earn tips, don't be a burden on the country;
your parents, half a lifetime of hardship, now unemployed and miserable in old age; weak women, be strong, develop your bodies to support your parents. Get beauty treatments,
breast augmentation, learn all kinds of kung fu; practice internal strength, learn ventriloquism, perfectly matching charm and temperament; dance the tango, walk the four-step,
all kinds of preferences must be met; know how to be reserved, know how to be indulgent, seize the opportunity to let others have their way." My mother was good-looking, and many people coveted her even before she was laid off, including Uncle Lü who

lived downstairs from me .
After Uncle Lü found out my mother was working at the bathhouse, he went to see her. At first, my mother was too
embarrassed to agree, but she couldn't resist Uncle Lü's persistent pleading, and he promised
to give her extra money privately, so she agreed. Later, since my father was often away from home, Uncle Lü stopped going to the bathhouse to see
my mother. Instead, he would meet at my house or his own, and he would give my mother the money he saved by not going to the bathhouse.

Since starting work at the bathhouse, my mother had become increasingly stylish and fashionable. One
day , I came home from school and saw Uncle Lü at my house, sitting on my parents' big bed with my mother. My mother
was sitting next to Uncle Lü, who was smoking a cigarette in one hand and had his other arm around her waist. When my mother saw me open the door,
she jumped in fright, startled by my sudden opening.

Uncle Lü was quite calm. Seeing me return home, he said, "Xiaofeng, here's two yuan. Go play outside
for a while , and buy something to eat. Your mother and I have something to discuss." He then took two yuan from his pocket and gave it to me.

Back then, two yuan was a considerable sum for a child. I took the money from Uncle Lü, put down
my schoolbag , turned around, and went out to play with my classmates.

As soon as I stepped out, my mother said to Uncle Lü, "I told you my son would be home from school soon, but not today.
Now he's caught us. What am I going to do?"

Uncle Lü said, "It's alright, he's still just a little kid. What could he know? Besides, I haven't done anything yet;
my clothes are still on."

"I'm telling you," my mother scolded Uncle Lü, "next time, if this happens, I mean no, no matter how much money you offer
."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I'll do whatever you say," Uncle Lü said with a lewd grin, stubbing out his cigarette
and throwing the butt away. He then reached out to grope my mother's breasts.

She was still wearing an apron, probably from doing housework, with a white gauze short-sleeved shirt underneath and
a short skirt underneath. As Uncle Lü groped her, he also tried to reach for her mouth.

My mother turned her head away, pushing Uncle Lü's head aside, saying, "Get lost, you smell like smoke, it's awful, don't kiss me."

Uncle Lü didn't argue with my mother, and continued to untie her apron. After the apron was off, my mother said to Uncle Lü,
"I'll take off my own clothes, you take yours off, hurry up, I still have to cook." My

mother took off her white gauze short-sleeved shirt, revealing her two dangling breasts. Then she took off her skirt and
panties got into bed. Uncle Lü quickly stripped off his clothes as well and climbed on top of my mother. Uncle Lü was sucking on
Mom's right breast, while playing

with her left breast in his hand. He said, "Sister, these two are so nice, so white and big."

"You men, none of you are any good," Mom said. "Let me see if you're hard. If you are, hurry up and
do it."

She reached for Uncle Lü's crotch; his penis was already somewhat hard. She
stroked it a couple more times and said, "Okay, come on. Spit some saliva, it'll be easier to get in."

Uncle Lü spat on his hand, smeared it on his penis, and then thrust it into Mom's vagina.

"Ah, sister… your vagina is so good… so good…"

"Mmm… oh mmm… you old geezer, be gentle…" Mom moaned softly.

"Sister, is my penis big? Is it good?" "Mmm… good… Uncle Lü's penis is so big… so good…" Mom stimulated Uncle Lü

to make him ejaculate faster . Within minutes, Uncle Lü increased the speed of his thrusts, then his whole body trembled as he ejaculated. After he finished, Uncle Lü lay on top of my mother for a while. My mother took a breath and pushed Uncle Lü off. "Hurry up and put on your clothes, I need to go cook," my mother said to Uncle Lü. "Give me the money."

Uncle Lü took out some money for my mom, put on his clothes, and left. When I got home, Uncle Lü was already gone
, and my mom had prepared dinner.

The summer nights in Northeast China are hot and humid, and the creatures commonly called "immortals" in the trees kept chirping.

My dad still wasn't home for dinner. At the table, I asked my mom, "Mom,
what did Uncle Lü come for today?"

"Oh, Mom cleaned out some old, unused furniture and was planning to have Uncle Lü help sell it for some money. Your
good-for-nothing dad doesn't care about anything at home anymore;

we're almost starving," my mom told me. "Mom, don't be sad. When I grow up, I'll earn money to support you," I comforted my mom.

Hearing me say that, my mom seemed quite happy. She stroked my head and smiled, saying, "You
little brat , focus on your studies first, then think about earning money to support the family."

After dinner, my mom cleaned up the table; it was already quite late. Mom brought a basin of water into the room
. "Come on, Feng'er, take off your clothes, Mom will wash you up."

Hearing Mom's words, I took off my clothes, and Mom began to wash me.

I asked Mom, "Mom, is Dad coming back tonight?"

"I don't know if he'll come back or not. Who knows where that good-for-nothing has gone again," Mom said while
bathing .

"Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight. Anyway, I don't know if Dad will come back."

"Aren't you ashamed? You're so old and you still want to sleep with your mother," Mom said with a smile.

"No, Mom, I want to sleep with you. I want to touch you," I said, pleading with Mom.
As splashed water at Mom. Mom had already changed into her faded white tank top and a pair
of shorts. The water I splashed on Mom reached her chest, and the tank top clung to her body, revealing the outline of
her breasts and her erect nipples.

"Okay, okay, stop fooling around. You can sleep with Mom tonight, and Mom will let you touch me."

I knew Mom loved me so much, she would definitely agree. After Mom helped me take a bath, I climbed into
her bed. Mom dried herself off with water and then turned off the light and went to bed. As soon as Mom lay down, I
hugged her waist tightly. My mom isn't thin, and she has a little bit of fat around her waist, but I especially love pinching her waist.
I also rubbed my head against her chest. I touched her waist for a while, then slipped my hand inside her vest and
touched her big breasts. Her dangling breasts changed shape in my hand, and Mom stroked
my hair. Just then, Mom and I heard the door open, and Dad came home.

Dad turned on the light, and Mom turned over to look at him. I took my hand out of Mom's vest.
Dad knew Mom loved me a lot, and I used to sleep with Mom often, so he wasn't
surprised .

"So you finally decided to come back? You might as well have just died out there," my mom said to my dad.

"Die? What do you mean, die? Say that again and I'll beat you up,"

my mom said, seeing my dad reeking of alcohol and afraid he'd lose his temper again, so she didn't dare say anything more.

"Tonight, our son will sleep with me, you go sleep in his bed," my mom said to my dad after a while.

"Okay," my dad said impatiently.

My mom ignored him and turned over to hug me again. My dad sat at the table and drank some more
alcohol, then turned off the light and lay down on my bed to sleep. Seeing my dad back home, I didn't dare make any big
moves , and fell asleep while touching my mom's breasts. In the following days, as my parents' relationship became increasingly strained, my
mom almost never slept in the same bed as my dad anymore. I slept in one bed with my mom, and my dad slept in another. This was good
for me, as I could touch my mom's big breasts every night before falling asleep. But I was young then and
didn't understand sex, so I didn't do anything else.

Later, my mother worked not only in bathhouses, but also in hair salons and nightclubs. Back then, money and
having enough eat were the ultimate goals in life. Personal shame and etiquette took a backseat;
they seemed pale and powerless in the face of survival. In that chaotic era where people were indiscriminately good or bad, and right and wrong were indiscriminately right
, there were corrupt officials who rose to high positions, unscrupulous merchants who were rich but heartless, and medical
scams that profited from the suffering of patients. Therefore, whether it was prostitution or being a boss, there was no inherent good or bad, high or low.

(II)

After a few years of this chaotic life, my father gradually recovered when I entered junior high school and
started doing odd jobs to earn some money. As I grew older, my parents started sleeping together again, so I had to
move to my own small bed, and my parents began having sex again. In junior high school, I began
to develop sexually and became increasingly curious about women. One night I suddenly woke up and heard rapid
, heavy breathing coming from the other bed. I opened my eyes slightly and, through the blurry vision, saw my father on top of my mother, under the covers,
moving up and down. My animal instincts told me what they were doing. My heart pounded, and I
got an erection. They were careful not to wake me, moving very quietly, repeating this for a while. My father got off my mother, and
she took out some toilet paper she had prepared and reached down to wipe herself. I regretted not waking up sooner
to see something more exciting.

From then on, I deliberately stayed awake for the first half of every night. About three days later, one moonlit night,
after falling asleep, I pretended to be asleep. After a while, my father whispered something in my mother's ear. I saw
my mother lying on her back, and my father's hand began to touch her body, making a rubbing sound. Through
the movement of the covers, I saw my father's hand move downwards, from her chest to her belly, navel, lower abdomen, and finally stopping between her legs
.

He kept stroking her, and after a while, I heard a squelching sound, like water splashing. After a while
, Mom pulled down her long underwear and tossed them to the ground. Dad rolled over and straddled her. He moved up and down,
panting heavily. Mom was also panting, and the soft slapping of skin against skin echoed in the blankets. Mom tried to control herself, because
parents try to keep their children quiet during sex, afraid of waking me. She only made
soft sounds like she was defecating. Involuntarily, I put my hand on my penis, listening to Mom's soft moans as she played with it
. I felt like I was playing with Mom. My heart pounded, but I had to control
my breathing, afraid of being discovered. After what seemed like an eternity, Dad and I ejaculated almost simultaneously.

Later, Dad went south to work with several other laid-off workers. After he went to work, he would
occasionally send money home. Only Mom and I were at home, and life was no longer like it had been when my parents were first laid off.
Those two years were so hectic that my mother rarely went to work at those bathhouses or hair salons anymore, but she still
took some regular customers at home. These regular customers were all wealthy people who paid a lot of money.

I secretly watched my mother take customers at home a few times. One time, she was with a college graduate who had just graduated and started working
here .

That day, the teacher let out of school early, so I went home. Just as I was about to push the door open, I noticed that the door was ajar,
and I could hear people talking inside. I didn't push the door open, but pressed my ear against it and peeked
through the crack.

"Sister Xue, just let me have some fun, I'll give you more money, three hundred." A male voice came from inside
. I looked and saw it was the college graduate. My mother was sitting on a stool at the table, and he was standing next to her, pulling on her
arm.

"Xiao Huang, don't do this," my mother refused.

Xiao Huang continued, "Aunt Xue, I've seen you and our factory manager doing it. I love women like you with big breasts and big
butts . Ever since I peeked at you and our factory manager that time, I haven't been able to forget you. I just want to do it with you
once, and if that's not enough, I'll add another hundred."

Four hundred yuan was a lot of money back then, and my mother softened a bit, saying, "It's a deal, just this
once , four hundred yuan."

Seeing that my mother had agreed, Xiao Huang went to kiss her. My mother stopped him, saying, "Not here, to the bed."

Once on the bed, Xiao Huang started kissing my mother, her mouth, neck, and breasts. My mother became aroused,
moaning softly. My mother was wearing a very fashionable halter dress at the time, with nothing underneath, her large
breasts prominently displayed. Xiao Huang suddenly stripped naked. My mother saw Xiao Huang's penis and rubbed it with her hand.
Over the years, having been with many men, my mother had become increasingly adept at dealing with men in bed.

My mom rubbed it with her hands, saying, "Your dick is so big."

Xiao Huang took off my mom's dress and underwear and started touching her vagina with his hands. Soon, my mom's vagina
was very wet.

Xiao Huang then touched my mom's stomach, which had a scar from when she gave birth to me.

Xiao Huang then said to my mom, "Sister Xue, can you suck it for me?"

My mom didn't hesitate, grabbed Xiao Huang's penis, and started licking it. She probably hadn't done it before, because soon
she had Xiao Huang's penis hard.

Once Xiao Huang's penis was hard, my mom had him lie down, and she straddled him, slowly
swallowing his penis into her vagina. Xiao Huang held my mom's big buttocks with both hands, and my mom started moving on top of her.
After a few movements, my mom's body started to soften, and her vagina became even wetter.

My mom fell down, lay on top of Xiao Huang, and said, "Squeeze my breasts, squeeze them hard."

Xiao Huang grabbed my mom's dangling breasts with both hands and rubbed them hard. My mom started to enjoy it, so she
put her mouth to Xiao Huang's, and their tongues intertwined. A moment later, Xiao Huang pinned my mom down.

I watched from outside, my penis gradually hardening, imagining that I was the one on top of my mom.

Xiao Huang pinched my mom's breasts, his thumb and forefinger squeezing her nipples hard, and began thrusting.

My mom started moaning, "Mmm...mmm...ah...fuck me...harder..."

While fucking her, Xiao Huang said, "I'll fuck...fuck you to death...slut...ah. So good..."

"Ah...I am...slut...faster..." my mom moaned in response to Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang's movements became faster and faster, and after dozens of thrusts, my mom suddenly hugged Xiao Huang's back tightly,
letting out a cry of "Ah!" as she reached orgasm. Xiao Huang ejaculated inside my mom.

After resting for a while, my mother said to Xiao Huang, "Get up quickly, my son should be home from school soon."

Hearing this, I quickly ran out of the house.

Xiao Huang got dressed, gave my mother four hundred yuan, and said to her as he left, "Sister Xue, that was great!
I'll come back to see you again."

My mother said, "We'll see about the future."

That evening at dinner, my mother told me, "Your father wrote home. He's doing well over there and wants
us to come too. He asked if you wanted to come."

I was quite young then and didn't really understand what living in a different place meant; I just felt that being with my mother was enough.

So I said to my mother, "Mom, I'd go anywhere as long as I can be with you."

My mother smiled and said, "I haven't spoiled my eldest son for nothing; he knows how to be close to his mother."

"That's right, my mother is beautiful and gentle. I want to be with my mother for the rest of my life."

And so, my mother began planning her life in the south.

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