[Mom's Everyday Life] Author: ggtt

Mom's Daily Life

Author: gggtt
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Chapter 1: Trip to Wuyishan

Mom is a travel enthusiast. That summer, Mom took me, who was then in junior high school, and
her colleagues from work to Wuyishan for a trip.

I was so excited that I couldn't sleep for several days because I had never traveled far before, and this trip was going to be awesome
.

However, once we arrived, we realized that this place was not safe at all, and the social order was terrible. On our
second day , my mom's colleague, Sister Fang, and a male colleague went to buy something outside our small hotel and were
robbed. My mom and I were too scared to go out alone, and at that point, I began to wonder if we had made
a mistake coming here.

The daytime activities were plentiful: visiting scenic spots, hiking, swimming. Because of the heat, they especially
loved swimming, but I always felt that the men weren't really swimming. They were always subtly approaching my
mom , trying to take advantage of her. My mom was only in her thirties at the time, and she was truly the most beautiful woman in their factory.

In the evenings, we would all sit around a table to eat, drink, and play mahjong. There were five or six men and
three women, eating and drinking. Ever since Fangjie and the others were robbed, men and women had been living together in one room
. My mother, a security guard surnamed Zhang from the factory, and I shared a room. Fangjie shared a room with two other men.

"Sister Qin, does your son drink?" one of my mother's colleagues asked.

"Of course he can drink. My son can drink quite a bit," my mother
said to her colleague, smiling and patting my head.

"I don't believe it. He's only in the second year of junior high. Impossible," the colleague shook her head.

"Then I'll bet you two. My son can drink two glasses of brandy without throwing up. Whoever loses has to give the other one a hundred yuan,"

my mother said, pouring me a glass of brandy.

"Bet it is, who's afraid of who?"

"Son, you drink it and show Uncle Li." She handed me a small glass of brandy.

"Mom, the teacher said we're not allowed to drink," I said, looking at my mother.

"Haha, Sister Qin, how about it? You lost, didn't you?" Uncle Li said to my mother with a smile.

"Son, aren't you embarrassing your mother? Listen to me, drink it," my mother said sternly. My

mother is usually very good to me, so I decided to listen to her and downed the glass of wine in one gulp. This wine was really awful.

In less than ten minutes, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, my mother and the others were not there, or my mother
was taking a shower. This happened for several nights in a row, and I got drunk three times in a row.

That night was our last night in Wuyishan. Everyone ate, drank, and had fun to their hearts' content.
My mother, who usually doesn't drink much, drank more than usual. My alcohol tolerance had improved a bit in the past few days, but I still
passed out that night.

I woke up in the middle of the night. I slowly opened my eyes and saw two people rolling around together on the bed opposite mine. My
head, which had been throbbing with pain, immediately cleared up. The people opposite me could only be my mother and Uncle Zhang.

The bedside lamp was on, but it was dimly lit, emitting a faint yellow light. My mother and Uncle Zhang, who usually only wore underwear to bed at night, were
now completely naked and embracing each other. The two were passionately kissing
, their lips locked together, their tongues intertwined. They tried their best to keep quiet, but
I was already awake.

It was the first time I had ever seen my mother naked. There were two of them on the bed. My mother's breasts weren't large, her waist was
quite slender, her arms were full, her legs were long, and her most alluring feature was her pert bottom.
I had touched her a few times when her male colleagues touched her while swimming, but back then I was wearing a swimsuit and didn't think much of it. The feeling now was truly
shocking. My mother was naked, having sex with another man. Just thinking about it made me hard, and seeing it with my own eyes
made my penis even harder.

My mother's hair, usually styled in a bun, was now loose, spread across the pillow, making her look even more alluring.

My mother held Uncle Zhang's head in her hands, pulling her tongues away from their kiss. She whispered to Uncle Zhang,
"Xiao Zhang, don't be so loud, you might wake my son." She glanced in my direction,
but the light was too dim; she couldn't see her son's eyes fixed on her.

Uncle Zhang had served in the army, so he was in great shape, all muscle, with a buzz cut and a
fierce look on his face. He also had connections with the manager in charge of their factory, which is why his mother's workplace hired him as
a security guard.

Uncle Zhang pressed himself against his mother, chuckling as he touched her breasts, saying, "Sister Qin,
your son hasn't woken up for the past few nights, and he won't wake up tonight either. It's alright." He then took his mother's right
breast into his mouth, sucking on her small, dove-like nipple.

Uncle Zhang sucked on his mother's breast very intently, his tongue circling her nipple, once on the left,
then the other way around, starting from the right. After alternating like this for a dozen times, his mother became
aroused . She used her slender fingers to circle Uncle
Zhang's nipple, lightly scratching it. At his mother's teasing, Uncle Zhang shifted his body, turning to suck on her left breast,
pulling her hand to grasp his erect penis.

Wow, Uncle Zhang's penis is huge, and it even curves upwards a bit, much bigger than mine back then. Mom stretched out
five slender fingers and gently pulled back Uncle Zhang's foreskin, lightly stroking his glans with the tip of her fingers
. Her other hand was caressing Uncle Zhang's buttocks. I couldn't hold back any longer, gripping my already
hard penis, not wanting to let go for a moment; only then would my lower body feel any better.

After a while of gentle stroking, Mom's thumb stopped on Uncle Zhang's urethral opening, lightly
pressing other fingers moved up and down, stroking his large penis. Uncle Zhang clearly
enjoyed Mom's move immensely. He had been sucking on Mom's mouth, exhaled, then inhaled deeply
before biting down hard on Mom's deep red nipple. Mom groaned in pain, her grip tightening, and
she squeezed Uncle Zhang's buttocks hard.

"Are you trying to kill yourself? So cruel, trying to bite my breast off?"

"No, I'm sorry, Sister Qin, it felt so good, I can't thank you." Uncle Zhang laughed as he
leaned close to Mom's ear, licking her earlobe and gently stroking her plump buttocks. Mom didn't...
Ignoring him, he looked in my direction again. I didn't dare move or even breathe loudly.

Before Mom could turn her face, Uncle Zhang was already pressing his entire body against her snow-white flesh.

"Sister Qin, really no need for a condom?" Uncle Zhang asked my mom before penetrating her.

"No need, these few days aren't my fertile period. It was like this the other day too. If you're going to do it, hurry up. Stop dawdling
, it'll be dawn soon." Mom urged Uncle Zhang impatiently.

"Then Sister Qin, here I come." Uncle Zhang mounted her, holding his large penis and thrusting it
hard .

After Uncle Zhang penetrated her, Mom let out a long sigh. Uncle Zhang then brought his mouth to Mom's lips and kissed
her . The two swayed their heads, yielding to each other. Uncle Zhang's heavy breathing and
the soft moans coming from Mom's nose because her mouth was blocked made me even more excited. Mom opened her legs and wrapped them around Uncle Zhang's waist
, placing her feet on his inner thighs. She held his back with both hands, letting him thrust into
her alluring vagina.

Their mouths parted slightly, and Uncle Zhang sucked out Mom's tongue, licking it vigorously.
One hand rested on Mom's snow-white neck, gently lifting it slightly. Mom's hair cascaded
onto the pillow. His thrusts continued relentlessly, without diminishing in intensity.

After several hundred thrusts, Uncle Zhang slowed his pace, but increased the depth of penetration. Mom
was captivated by this method; she felt her whole body heating up, wanting his penis to penetrate even deeper. She spread her
legs, which had been resting on Uncle Zhang's inner thighs, and pressed them firmly against his buttocks, trying to force
his penis deeper into her vagina.

Uncle Zhang then thrust even harder, penetrating Mom deeply and quickly. Mom pushed Uncle Zhang's head away,
tilting . Not daring to shout out her pleasure, she clutched her head with both hands, grabbing her hair. Finally, she ran one hand
through Uncle Zhang's short, buzz-cut hair, while the other hooked around his neck, passionately kissing his eyes, mouth,
nose , and face.

After Uncle Zhang had thrust into her over a hundred times, she collapsed onto the bed, motionless. Uncle Zhang,
after ejaculated all his semen into her vagina.

They embraced, enjoying the afterglow of their climax. But this feeling didn't last long.
Mom felt his penis, which had softened, harden again inside her. She laughed and slapped Uncle Zhang.

"Little guy, you're up again. Are you trying to fuck your sister to death here?"

"Sister, please grant me one more time. It's not my fault, it's just that you're too tempting. I couldn't help it.
I wanted to be with you ever since I peeked at you and the factory manager 'doing it,' but now I finally have the chance. Sister,
I'm going back tomorrow, so please let me have my way with you one more time." Uncle Zhang emphasized the words "doing it."

Those two shameless scoundrels. So it turns out Mom and the factory manager had something going on. No wonder Mom only had to give a thousand yuan to get back to the factory after leaving
, and even got a better position as the factory manager's assistant. It turns out Mom
sacrificed her body that time. Mom often wore pretty clothes to socialize at night. The factory manager bought her
the clothes , even the underwear. That old lecher.

Mom and Uncle Zhang's actions brought me back to reality. The two moved carefully. Mom was lying on
the bed below, with a pillow under her waist to elevate her back, making her buttocks high. Mom's buttocks were
the best part of her body.

After Mom lay face down, Uncle Zhang pressed down on her back, his curved penis rubbing against her plump buttocks,
which were covered in a mixture of her vaginal fluid and his semen. He reached under her armpits and
played with her breasts, his index fingers teasing her nipples, while his mouth kissed her
bare back, his tongue lightly licking it. Mom was being pleasured both above and below, so she lay on the bed,
covering her mouth with her arm to keep her moans from waking me.

After preparing herself, Uncle Zhang spread Mom's buttocks, stretching her vagina open like a gaping hole. He
took a deep breath, and his penis plunged in all the way. Mom bit her arm lightly in pleasure, letting out sweet
nasal moans .

Uncle Zhang didn't dare stand up at this point, so he lay on top of his mother, no longer holding her
breasts . He turned her head, and the two kissed passionately again, but this time, due to their position, they
couldn't kiss as deeply as before; their tongues and lips touched. His mother arched her back, her legs
tightly closed, making Uncle Zhang's penis feel even more urgent.

After kissing for more than two minutes, Uncle Zhang and his mother finally separated. Uncle
Zhang lay on his mother's back, both of their elbows resting on pillows, his arms tightly wrapped around hers. Uncle Zhang brushed his mother's
long, flowing hair aside, leaning his head against hers from behind, inhaling the scent of her hair, his lower body
colliding violently with her buttocks.

"Xiao Zhang, be gentle, my son will hear. I'll give you anything, as long as you want to sleep with me,
I'll let you. I'll do anything you want. Just be gentle now, ah, oh my god,
it feels so good . Little brother, be gentle, I can't help it anymore, oh my god."

"Sister, you're not lying to me, are you? I want to sleep with you, so let me. Sister, you're my goddess, I want to
sleep with you, I want to sleep with you in your house, in your office, in the workshop, in the factory manager's office, I'll fuck
you to death."

"My good little brother, you can sleep with me anytime, I'm a slut who lets my good little brother
sleep with me, sleep with me, sleep with me, ah, I'm coming."

"Sister, I'm coming too, ah."

Although the two of them lowered their voices, I really
wouldn't have heard them if I had fallen asleep or if it were daytime, but in the quiet morning of Wuyi Mountain, they all reached my ears. At that moment, I finally
couldn't hold back anymore, and my penis ejaculated, all of it smeared on my pants. They both
reached their climax simultaneously. Mom turned halfway around, stroking Uncle Zhang's face with satisfaction, and their lips met again
. At that moment, I couldn't resist anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, as usual, Mom was taking a shower. After she left, I washed my underwear myself
. On the way back, Mom slept the whole way, as
did . I ignored my male colleagues, leaning against Mom's chest, inhaling her body and breast scent.
Amidst the rumbling of the car, I fell asleep just like Mom.

Chapter Two: A Letter to My Mother

I've been discharged from the army.

On the train home, I left my last tear in this small county town. Every soldier
has felt what I felt at that moment. Comrade, although military service is only a few short years, its impact on your life
is so profound. I'm home.

At this moment, I hold a piece of paper in my hand—or rather, a letter. It's the
first letter , but she hasn't replied. The original draft of this letter will remain in my closet; it's a letter without a reply. I
look at the letter.

Dear Mother: Hello!

I just finished washing my clothes. I was the first one in our recruit company to do so. Following your instructions, I
soaked them in laundry detergent for most of the day before washing, and it seems to be working well.

Recruit training wasn't as tough as I imagined, especially the food, which wasn't as bad as rumored.
There was , and I ate my fill. The food and money you brought me were confiscated, and I was criticized.
The food was definitely divided up by the platoon leader and squad leaders, and you said you'd return the money.

My squad leader and I are from the same hometown. He's very well-mannered; I heard he won
first place . However, he's also ruthless when it comes to beating people
. The recruit camp has strict rules against hitting, verbal abuse, and corporal punishment, but he does it anyway, and the officers pretend not to see. Maybe it's because we city soldiers are too difficult to manage.

But please don't worry, I'll take good care of myself. Also, has that guy surnamed Yi from the Armed Forces Department contacted
you again? I hate him so much. It's almost time for assembly and dinner. We have to sing before every meal. Goodbye, Mom, please
say hello to Grandma and the others.

[Date] February 12, 200x. When I read this letter again, my eyes started to blur again.
I don't know why, but I've been like this for the past few years. I felt like I was back a few years ago, when I was preparing to join the army.

Yes, I hate that guy surnamed Yi, but it's definitely not repaying kindness with enmity. I admit, he was the one who arranged my enlistment
. In the Armed Forces Department of a county-level city, it's not difficult for a deputy minister to arrange a recruit. So,
through my colleague Aunt Liu's introduction, my mother found him and paid him 5,000 yuan for a service fee and another 5,000 yuan
for expenses, according to market rates.

He accepted the money readily and agreed readily, but he dragged his feet on getting things done. Later, we found out that
this man was a complete scoundrel who had his eye on my mother and wanted to sleep with her. My

mother arranged for him to come to our house to talk, fearing he wouldn't do the job after paying her. I set up a microphone in the living room and
hid in my room to record their conversation using recording software. But unexpectedly, this recording
changed our lives.

He arrived, and he didn't look like a middle-aged man. I mean, he didn't have a beer belly, he was in great shape,
his hair was neatly combed, his face was ruddy, and he had a cigarette in his mouth. My mother welcomed him into the living room, and I quickly shrank into
my room, sat down at the computer, and prepared to start recording. Like a secret agent in a movie, I was a little nervous and
couldn't help but sneak peeks into the living room.

My mother still looked so charming; it was clear she had dressed up for today's conversation.

Her hair was neatly tied up, and she wasn't wearing makeup. A faint scent of perfume wafted in—a
familiar fragrance, the same scent lingering on every one of her clothes. I felt my heart begin to
race .

Without realizing it, I pulled a lace-embroidered bra from under the bed. It was hers; it definitely smelled the same.

My penis naturally became erect, and I habitually tucked the bra into my underwear, my engorged genitals encased
in the soft, yielding fabric. I'd been secretly playing with my mother's underwear and stockings for over a year. As an introverted
boy, this habit wasn't surprising, especially since his mother was so alluring.

In my half-drunk, half-awake state, the negotiations that would determine whether I could become a soldier in the People's Liberation Army began.

"Minister Yi, I'm sorry to have taken up your time today. Sister Liu said you're a very warm-hearted person, and you'd definitely help a friend with something
. There are some things that aren't convenient to say over the phone, but since you're here today, I'll be frank.
It's not easy for me, a woman raising a child alone. My son just wants to be a soldier so he can be assigned to a power plant after his discharge."

Before Mom could continue, the man surnamed Yi waved his hand, crossed his legs, and gestured for Mom to find an ashtray
.

"Hey, we're about the same age. Middle age isn't easy, you
know to raise. I'm not one to mince words. I've spent your money as I should, and given you what I should give you. But there's something Liu Xingmei didn't tell you, did she? I like
to play around with women." He spoke slowly, but his words were simple and clear, befitting a soldier's style.

These few words left Mom bewildered, and I was also caught off guard. The man surnamed Yi
looked at Mom thoughtfully, clearly teasing her. His sharp gaze pierced through Mom's clothes.

My mother wore a white suit jacket, white peep-toe high-heeled sandals, a matching shirt underneath, a sky
-blue bra and panties, a yellow suit skirt, and white shimmering lace stockings. She also wore white
peep-toe high-heeled sandals.

"Although I'm divorced, I'm not a...slutty woman, Minister Yi. I'm different from Sister Liu; you
can ask around."

Perhaps my mother realized my presence; her face flushed noticeably. I knew she wasn't a slutty woman;
she had remained a widow since their divorce. I was furious at Yi's shameless behavior, regretting not going to university.
If only I had known this earlier!

Yi was clearly an experienced man; he calmly lit another cigarette, smoke rings exhaling from his
bristly , smelly mouth, dispersing before being inhaled again.

"Then, give me another 20,000 yuan, and I can get him into the military district, which is close to home."

Mom looked at the man surnamed Yi with suspicion. "Minister Yi, can you lower the price a bit?" "

Heh, 20,000 yuan is already discounted, and you still have to let me have sex with him."

My God, how can there be such a shameless person in this world? I was about to rush out. I'm not going to be a soldier anymore. Even if I
spend the rest of my life in prison, I'll beat this bastard to death!

Just as I stood up, I realized that Mom's bra was still covering my penis. In that instant, Mom
gave in. I don't know how she made that decision, but I can imagine how painful it must have been.

Mom glanced in the direction of my room and answered tremblingly, "Minister Yi, I've already given you the money.
If you don't do it, it's because you broke your promise. How can I trust you again?"

Yi, a seasoned official, knew this was the last bargain of a vegetable vendor at dusk, regardless of whether there was any more dirty money to be made.
This woman was already his, and he pulled his mother into his arms, beginning a frenzied assault.

Minister Yi pressed his mother down on the bed, kissing her lips, unbuttoning his suit jacket, and pressing
one hand against her breasts. His mother was forced to open her mouth, accepting Minister Yi's tongue, but her eyes
remained fixed on me. I didn't know whether to be angry or excited; my penis grew harder and harder.

Minister Yi, holding his mother, rolled over, falling onto the bed himself, with his mother on top of him.
He held her buttocks with both hands, stroking them incessantly, but his mouth remained with hers.
He demanded that his mother unbutton his clothes. His mother got up and straddled Minister Yi, unbuttoning his jacket
one button at a time. Minister Yi also took off his mother's white suit jacket. Her sky-blue bra
was faintly visible through her white shirt.

"Hurry up," Minister Yi urged his mother.

His mother pulled down his pants as well; he was only wearing socks and underwear. Minister Yi pulled
his mother over, unbuttoned her shirt, and took it off. He sat on the armrest of the long chair.

"Come on, give me a blowjob."

His mother had no choice but to kneel on the long chair and suck Minister Yi's penis into her mouth. Minister Yi enjoyed his mother's oral
service, holding her head and looking down at her.

His mother closed her eyes, her face flushed, her mouth wide open. Minister Yi seemed to like her
like . He held his mother's neck, making her suck his penis deeper. He wasn't satisfied yet, so he
pulled up his mother's yellow skirt, revealing her plump buttocks. Minister Yi inserted
his fingers , his thick fingers moving towards her buttocks. His mother swayed her buttocks to avoid it, but
Minister Yi released his hand.

"Take off your skirt." His mother was about to take it off when Minister Yi stopped her.

"You can't spit out my penis with your mouth, you can take it off kneeling here." He was obviously
an old hand , and his methods were something no one had thought of before.

The mother had no choice but to continue sucking his penis, her hands reaching behind her to pull down her skirt. Minister Yi cooperated by
supporting her breasts from below, preventing her from falling.

Once her skirt was off, his fingers slipped back into her panties, and he could
feel her vagina was slightly wet. He straightened up from where he had been leaning against her back,
pulling his penis out of her mouth.

Minister Yi made the mother lie on the sofa, her head resting on the armrest. She tried to unhook her bra
, but Minister Yi grabbed her hands, his other hand
lightly stroking her vulva through her panties.

"Can you be gentle? It hurts," the mother said to Minister Yi.

"Is it painful or itchy?" Minister Yi continued teasing her. He pulled down her panties,
letting them hang on her thighs. His penis was positioned against her vulva.

"I'm coming in," Minister Yi said, lowering his hips, his penis fully inside her.

Only then did he release his mother's hands. She struggled to support herself, and Minister Yi pressed his entire body against her
back. He kissed her neck and earlobes from behind, inhaling her scent.

"Is my penis big?" Minister Yi whispered in her ear. Afraid of offending him, she
could only answer,

"Big...big...really big...it's completely full..."

These words were like an aphrodisiac to Minister Yi. He straightened up, gripping her
buttocks with both hands, forcefully spreading her thighs apart. She felt pain and gasped for breath.

Minister Yi thrust his penis forcefully below, the sounds of their bodies colliding filling the living room,
all recorded on the tape recorder.

Inside the room, I masturbated faster and faster.

Minister Yi reached down, slipping his hands under her armpits to grasp her pear-shaped breasts, his
index fingers lightly scraping her nipples and occasionally pulling them downwards. Her breasts
seemed to grow longer, and her mother let out a seductive moan.

After thrusting into her mother over two hundred times, Minister Yi released his hands from her breasts, instead placing
them on her waist, thrusting deeply and forcefully into her vagina. Her moans
grew louder.

"Ah...so big...you're so amazing...faster..." She clearly wanted him
to finish , knowing I was still in the room and unsure when I would stop.

She used lewd moans to urge him to speed up.

Enticed by her, Minister Yi wrapped his left arm around her waist, pressing her waist completely against his penis. He
parted her legs, and she wrapped them around his.

His upper body pressed completely against his mother's back, her buttocks thrusting back forcefully, while Minister Yi's
waist rose high and then slammed down heavily with each thrust.

Their sweat had soaked their bodies. But they continued their movements.
Minister Yi lifted his mother's head, kissing her from behind. His tall, imposing figure and petite mother moved incessantly on her
small long buttocks, the sound of their bodies squeaking indicating the immense effort they were putting in.

After more than three hundred thrusts, his mother couldn't hold back any longer. Her
buttocks , fell back down, and she gasped for breath.

"I'm coming... I can't take it anymore..." she gasped, telling Minister Yi.

At that moment, he too couldn't hold back any longer, and his semen shot into the cups of his mother's bra.

Minister Yi placed a pillow under his mother's waist; he felt how
wonderfully her vagina had gripped him. Each thrust felt amazing. He sped up, and after thrusting into his mother over a hundred more
times,

he finally ejaculated into her vagina.

They rested in each other's arms for over ten minutes. Minister Yi then asked his mother to put her breasts in his mouth, which she
did , and he suckled on them. His mother let him play with her, and when she felt it was enough, she said thank you and
picked up her clothes from the floor.

As she was putting them on, someone hugged her from behind again.

"Minister Yi, didn't you say it would only be once?" his mother said, struggling.

"When did I say it would only be once? Don't you know the consequences?"

Suddenly remembering I was still in the room, Mom gestured to me when Minister Yi wasn't looking, telling me
not to show myself.

I had no choice but to obey.

Mom sat on the floor, holding Minister Yi's penis, licking it from the base,
circling her tongue around the glans, gently sucking on it with her lips, her tongue tip licking the urethral opening. Minister Yi's hand pressed on
Mom 's head, completely untangling her previously disheveled hair.

Mom used her hand to stroke Minister Yi's penis, while sucking her testicles into her mouth, licking them with her lips and
gently biting them with her teeth. Minister Yi felt incredibly good.

He pulled Mom up. He placed her on the dining table, her head suspended in the air, her hair cascading down like a waterfall
, her lower body also suspended in the air. Minister Yi's body was embedded between Mom's legs, and he effortlessly
inserted his penis into her vagina. He made Mom's legs point upwards, her calves hanging over his shoulders, and he pulled her
legs forcefully towards his crotch. After manipulating her over a hundred times, he turned his mother around and made her lie face down on
the table. He then climbed onto the table and straddled her buttocks.

At this point, my penis became hard again, so I had to take off my mother's stockings to relieve myself.

"Come on, let me show you something new." He smeared
all of on her anus.

My mother knew what he was going to do and tried to avoid it, but she couldn't.

He straightened his penis and slowly inserted it, one stroke at a time.

"It hurts... Oh God... It's too big... Pull it out... I want to die..."

My mother's cries of pain only aroused Minister Yi's bestiality. He thrust hard, and to make my mother's
buttocks more sensitive, he kept slapping her buttocks. My mother's buttocks were covered with red handprints.

"Feels good, doesn't it? My penis is big, isn't it? I'll do it again, again." Minister Yi said as he thrust his lower body forcefully.

Perhaps after a period of adjustment, my mother's original cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure.
Minister seemed to have inexhaustible energy; it was hard to believe he was over fifty.

His mother's anus was tightly gripping his penis. This was his second time making love, and it should have lasted longer,
but with his mother's anus working its magic, he quickly accelerated, just like his first ejaculation.
However, this time he didn't ejaculate inside. His mother had already reached her second orgasm, and she collapsed again
beneath him.

Minister Yi pulled his penis out of her anus, and his mother fell onto the table. He stood on a chair, supporting
her head, which was dangling precariously from the edge of the table. His semen sprayed all over his mother's face.

Her face, nose, eyes, and hair were all covered in his semen. His mother lay
motionless on the table; only their heavy breathing filled the living room.

Minister Yi rested for over twenty minutes, got dressed, and said to his mother, "Don't worry, I'll take care of your son.
I'll let you know tomorrow." He then turned and left.

As soon as he left, his mother ran to the bathroom and closed the door. I knew it wasn't the right time for me to go see her.

Sure enough, my business was settled a few days later. But my mother was unusually quiet for those few days.

"Passengers, xx station has arrived."

My thoughts returned to the present. I got off the train in a daze and walked step by step on the platform.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up. A stylishly dressed middle-aged woman stood in front of me.

Ah! It was my mother! I put down my luggage and rushed to her. We hugged each other tightly. I felt this
moment would never end; I had finally seen my mother again.

Chapter Three: Trip to Guangdong

My mother is a clothing wholesale agent. Because I didn't do well in school, after graduating from middle school, I followed
my mother all over the country, visiting many places. But I only did some manual labor with my mother.
My mother's middle school friends stayed at headquarters; I was truly her follower.

This time, my mother brought me from home to Dongguan. I had never been to Dongguan before. This time
, my mother was planning to make a big splash. I also brought my laptop and my mother's secretary. Three men from Hubei
arrived at Dongguan Zhicheng Garment Factory, where we were supposed to discuss business.

It was a large garment factory, whose products were sold throughout the mainland. We were there to discuss
the regional distribution rights; all the goods would be sold through us. Price was the key point of the negotiation,
along with some other issues that my mother felt she should handle personally to finalize.

The factory manager was quite young, looking only about thirty-five or thirty-six, tall and rather refined, wearing
gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes kept glancing at my mother. The deputy manager, however
, was over fifty. The only thing they had in common was that I felt they were both interested in my mother's body.
On the way to the hotel that day, I reminded my mother,

"Mom, what do you think of this factory manager? I think there's something fishy about him." I didn't dare directly tell
her about their lecherous gazes on her.

"Son, don't be afraid to speak your mind," my mother said, turning to me. "

I can't quite put my finger on it; let's wait and see," I said, glancing at the secretary. My mother understood.

We arrived at the room, and I shared a room with my mother. It was then that I spoke to her.

"Mom, I feel like those two men are always staring at you. They don't have good intentions," I
said.

"Son, you mean Director Zhang and Director Li? Really?" My mother seemed a little skeptical.

"Really, Mom, I'm not lying to you. I'm very sensitive to these things," I tried my best to make her understand.

But my mother seemed unmoved.

"Son, I'm already fifty-four this year. What chance do you have of anyone taking a liking to me? Besides, you
need to get the hang of your job quickly so I don't have to worry about you anymore. That Director Zhang, so young and already owning such a big
factory, clearly I don't have a bad impression of him."

"Mom, I'm not saying anything more. Think what you want. To be honest, you don't look like someone in their fifties at all
. You have such fair skin and dress so well. Anyway, I've already said it. Think what you want." Just as
my mother was about to say something more, the phone at the front desk rang. I quickly answered it.

"Hello, is this Ms. Liu Jinfeng's room?" I knew immediately it was that Factory Director Zhang. I
handed the phone to my mother, annoyed.

She answered, listened to Factory Director Zhang's words, nodded, and finally hung up.
Turning to me, she said...

"Son, they're treating us to dinner tonight. They're already downstairs waiting. Let's go down."

Mom went into the bathroom to change. She changed into a yellow suit; the V-
neck of the top was just below her chest, over which she wore a white lace double-strap tank top, flesh
-colored stockings, and white high-heeled slippers.

I went to Mom and hugged her. "Mom, you look so beautiful." Actually, Mom and I
often do these kinds of affectionate things; Dad doesn't mind, and Mom especially likes it.

"Son, don't mess up my hair," Mom said, spraying perfume on herself.

The three of us went downstairs. When the two factory managers saw Mom, their eyes widened slightly, but they
quickly regained their composure. During the meal, the two kept toasting Mom, and both Mom and I drank quite a bit. Also present
were some of their factory's middle managers; almost all the business supervisors were there, about ten people in total
. We ate and talked, and through our conversation, we gained a deeper understanding of their factory, further strengthening
our confidence in cooperating with them.

Afterwards, they invited us to visit their factory again to tour and verify some materials. I discussed some contract details with the deputy
factory manager in the office, while my mother and the factory manager looked at samples in their fitting room.

I talked with the deputy factory manager for almost half an hour, gaining a deeper understanding of their samples and designs,
but my mother hadn't arrived yet. I started to worry because she had drunk quite a bit during the meal. I
asked the deputy factory manager for directions to the fitting room.

I stumbled my way to the fitting room where the client was checking samples, but I hadn't come immediately; I
had gone to the restroom and wasn't entirely familiar with the area, so I slowly made my way there. When I arrived, I found that the deputy
factory manager had already arrived before me, but he hadn't gone in.

I tapped him on the shoulder from behind, and he jumped in surprise. He put his finger to his lips, signaling me to be
quiet . Then he pointed inside. I shouldn't have looked, because what I saw was truly shocking.

The factory manager and my mother were slumped over the large table in the conference room. My mother's suit jacket was
unbuttoned , but the factory manager's tie was also loose. He sat behind my mother, kissing her ear. Both
of their faces were flushed. My mother took off her jacket herself, and the factory manager stripped down to his
underwear.

Factory Manager Zhang took off my mother's high-heeled slippers, gently held her small feet, and
kissed the insteps with his tongue.

My mother chuckled, "Little Zhang, why do you like my feet so much? Ah, oh, it tickles."

"Big sister, I liked you the moment I first saw you, really, big sister, I
'll ,"

Factory Manager Zhang answered my mother incoherently. His hand was still holding my mother's small feet, but his mouth had moved to her
calves. Because Mom's legs were raised, her already short suit skirt rode up even higher, revealing
the top of her wide-banded, non-slip stockings.

Director Zhang's mouth moved from Mom's calves to her thighs, focusing on the inside of her thighs. Mom's
hands gripped his head, and she moaned softly.

I never imagined my mother would sleep with someone other than my father. Although I usually thought her clothes were
a bit extravagant, not what someone her age should wear, I thought business people should dress well
to increase their success rate. I never imagined my mother, in her fifties, would
have an affair .

At this point, they were in a 69 position. Director Zhang had also pulled down Mom's skirt; Mom was on top,
and Director Zhang was on the bottom. At this moment, Director Zhang's genitals were fully erect. My mother, through his underwear, took
part of his penis into her mouth. I could then clearly see her underwear—a pair of all-white, transparent lace
panties, held together only by two straps at the waist. Director Zhang pulled the panties aside and inserted
his tongue into my mother's vagina.

My mother then released his penis, which was still covered by his underwear, and pulled the panties down,
causing spring out. She stood up, then leaned back onto the table, gently grasping
his penis with her left hand and sucking his testicles into her mouth, making soft sucking sounds.

"Big sister, you're so amazing, I feel so good," Director Zhang said to my mother.

My mother smiled in response, moving her tongue further down, her left hand still playing with his penis. She
wasn't moving it forcefully up and down, but rather lightly and heavily, occasionally changing the position of her grip.
My mother's movements seemed quite practiced.

"Big sister, my ass feels so good, you're so good at pressing, good, mmm," Factory Director Zhang shouted, he had
lost control of himself.

At this moment, I couldn't hold back any longer, I kicked the door open. Deputy Factory Director Li,
Factory Director Zhang, and my mother, who were following behind me, were all stunned. I didn't care about anything else, I pulled Deputy Factory Director Li in, closed the door, and
rushed to my mother and Factory Director Zhang's side, they were both at a loss. My mother had already gotten to the ground, and was about
to pick up her shirt to explain to me, but I didn't expect that I would act even faster.

I grabbed my mother's face, opened her mouth, pulled down my pants, took out my underwear, and
shoved it into my mother's mouth. Maybe it was really alcohol that made me lose my temper, I didn't care that the person in front of me was my mother, I just treated her as
a tool for sexual release. I held my mother's head and slammed her head against my crotch.

At this time, the two factory directors understood what was going on, and they came up. The three of us laid Mom down on
the table . Director Zhang and I stood in front of her, one on each side. Mom held both of our penises,
sucking on the left, then the right.

Deputy Director Li, behind Mom, pulled down her tank top,
exposing her breasts, which weren't bra-covered to begin with. For her age, Mom was remarkably well-preserved. Although she had
a few gray hairs, she didn't look old at all. I rarely saw Mom like this. She
was only wearing a strapless tank top, hanging loosely around her abdomen, and her panties were pulled down
to one side . She was kneeling in front of Director Zhang and me, one penis in each hand.
Deputy Director Li's hand was playing with her buttocks.

Just a few hours earlier, I had warned Mom to be careful of these two men, but little did I know that a few hours later, I
would be playing with her alongside them.

Mom's tongue lightly licked the base of my penis, occasionally sucking my testicles into her mouth, sometimes using her teeth...
She would bite down, sometimes spitting out her testicles and licking them near her anus.

Since I arrived, my mother's focus had shifted to me, and Director Zhang was getting impatient. He
pulled my mother apart, about to penetrate me. At that moment, I cleverly asked my mother, "Mom, what do you want to do?"

"I'll do whatever you say," my mother said, giving me a seductive look.

I pulled my mother down and pressed her beneath me. My mother tried to spread her legs as wide as possible, my penis pressed against her
vulva, but I couldn't penetrate. My mother then gripped my penis and took a deep breath.

"Come on, son," I said, pushing forward forcefully. My penis returned to the place I had been to more than twenty
years ago , the difference being that last time it was my whole body, while this time it was only my part.

My hands rested on the table, and Director Zhang finally had his chance. He placed my mother's head on his lap
, his penis near her mouth, and my mother immediately grasped his penis and sucked it
into her mouth . I thrust into my mother more than a hundred times like this. Mother's breasts swayed wildly, her hair cascading over Director Zhang's thighs.

At this moment, Deputy Director Li, having no other available space, was clearly a foot fetishist like Director Zhang. He
embraced Mother's beautiful legs, taking her small feet, still clad in flesh-colored stockings, into his mouth and sucking. He sucked on her
toes, each one, lightly licking her soles with his tongue. Even through the stockings,
Mother felt an unbearable itch. After sucking on Mother's left foot, Deputy Director Li sucked

on her right. Soon, both of Mother's feet were covered in his saliva. Mother then pushed Director Zhang away, shoving me onto the table. She turned me over, her pear-shaped breasts hanging in front of me. Without hesitation, I sucked them into my mouth, my other hand playing with her other breast. Director Zhang then moved behind Mother, gently spreading her buttocks and lightly smearing her vaginal fluid on her anus. He then gently inserted his finger, using the fluid as a base. "Ah, gently, son, don't bite, Director Zhang, gently, um." The mother's cries abruptly stopped. Her little mouth had been penetrated . After a few strokes of lubrication, Director Zhang felt the time was right. He put a granular condom on his penis, forcefully pulled apart his mother's buttocks, and slowly inserted his penis into her anus. His mother's already somewhat pained face showed even more agony. "Ugh, um." His mother's muffled groans excited Deputy Director Li even more . Taking advantage of his mother's mouth opening wider in pain, he held her head and thrust his penis all the way in, truly achieving deep throating. His mother, also in pain, clung to Deputy Director Li's waist with both hands, squeezing his thighs tightly. At that moment, I saw Director Zhang's condom. Seeing my mother's pained expression, I gently patted her buttocks , trying to make her feel better. Director Zhang, seeing this, slapped my mother's buttocks hard, leaving red handprints. Director Zhang and I coordinated perfectly. When I penetrated my mother's vagina, he gently pulled out; when he forcefully thrust into her anus, I gently withdrew. When my mother tried to cry out, Deputy Director Li above her wasn't to be outdone, thrusting into my mother's vagina. With the combined efforts of the three of us, my mother truly achieved satisfaction. Perhaps because my mother's anus was tight, Director Zhang, the first person to thank the poster for not stopping the post , suddenly increased his speed after thrusting into my mother over two hundred times. At that moment, I also felt my mother's vagina tighten, and Director Zhang began to cry out. "Big sister, I can't take it anymore, your anus is so tight, it's killing me." At this moment, Deputy Factory Director Li cleverly pulled his penis away, and Mom's saliva dripped from her mouth onto the table, forming a line with Deputy Factory Director Li's penis. Mom half-closed her eyes, panting. Her whole face was red. "I can't take it anymore either, I just felt my penis being squeezed tighter and tighter, suddenly Mom hugged me tightly, and Factory Director Zhang gripped Mom's buttocks hard, thrusting all the way in, then almost pulling out, then thrusting all the way in again, doing this several times, Mom collapsed weakly on top of me, and Factory Director Zhang suddenly stopped, his hips pressed tightly against Mom's buttocks. He also reached orgasm. Before Factory Director Zhang got off, Deputy Factory Director Li, with speed that no one else could match, quickly put on a contraceptive and was about to have sex with Mom. I made Mom turn around, her hips straddling my penis, Mom's full body looked even more alluring from behind. Deputy Factory Director Li put on the contraceptive pills... " I placed the condom-covered penis near my mother's mouth, and she started sucking. Perhaps because of the alcohol, I hadn't felt the urge to ejaculate yet. After , my mother spat out her saliva, and I lifted her buttocks and put on the pellet-shaped condom as well. Then I inserted my penis into my mother's anus. Ah, it was so tight. At this moment, Deputy Factory Director Li also inserted his penis into my mother's vagina. My hands were frantically squeezing my mother's breasts from behind, while Deputy Factory Director Li was passionately kissing my mother's face. My mother kept trying to escape, which only made him thrust harder into her vagina. "Ah, God, so strong, be gentle, you perverts, using these things, oh," my mother kept moaning . Clearly, she wasn't used to the condoms. But we didn't care, and continued our hard work. My mother's legs, clad in stockings, were curled up, occasionally stretching outwards. The wet patches of her stockings kept brushing against Deputy Factory Director Li's legs, but this only excited him more. The two of us, with our four hands on Mom's buttocks, thrust forcefully. Deputy Factory Director Li, being older, finally couldn't hold back after more than three hundred thrusts into Mom's vagina. He collapsed weakly onto Mom , ejaculating his meager semen into the condom. Seeing Mom's lewd state, I sped up. Combined with the tightness of Mom's anus, I finally couldn't hold . I pulled Mom away and thrust my penis into her mouth again. I ejaculated inside her mouth, all my semen shooting into it. We were all exhausted and collapsed onto the conference table, too tired to move. Then my phone rang. It was my secretary. She was worried because we hadn't returned for so long and called. We had originally planned to do it again, but decided against it. Mom and I got dressed and returned to the hotel. This business trip went exceptionally smoothly from then on, and we successfully obtained the agency rights. Since this business trip, I have preferred to travel with my mother. Whenever my father asks me why I like business trips so much, I always just smile and don't answer.

Because this is a secret between my mother and me.

Chapter Four: The Pregnant Young Woman

My mother is pregnant again. I really didn't expect that when I was ten years old, my mother could give me
another brother or sister. When I heard the news, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep for several days. My parents were
also very happy.

My mother's name is Cai Peihua. She is thirty years old. She is quite pretty, with fair and tender skin. She is 1.62 meters tall
and has a full figure. When I take the bus, I like my mother to sit behind me and hold me. It feels
like a soft seat with two balls of flesh behind me. It feels so comfortable!

In the blink of an eye, my mother is already more than five months pregnant. I have changed my disobedient image and become
much more sensible. I do this and that for my mother. My mother even praised me for growing up. I was so happy to hear that!

That afternoon, after school, I went home alone. Because I didn't sleep at noon,
I felt particularly tired. As soon as I got home, I fell asleep on the bed.

I had just fallen asleep when I heard the sound of a key turning in the door. It must be Mom coming home. I
thought I should go check if I could help her with her things, but the overwhelming sleepiness prevented me from doing so.
Instead of getting up immediately, I pulled the covers over my head.

Just then, I heard several people, men and women, walk in, and I heard
the sound of heavy bags being placed on the floor. I peeked through the large bamboo blind hanging by the door and saw that they were Mom's colleagues from her office, bringing
her things.

Mom went to pour them tea, but "Peihua, no need, you're heavily pregnant, don't go to so much trouble. We
'll just have some water, why make tea?" said the young man.

"Yes, let me do it!" said the young woman as she poured hot water into a cup for Mom.
Only then did I realize that the young man and woman were a newlywed couple; they had invited
Mom and me to their wedding dinner. They were Uncle Li and Aunt Zhang.

The older man, around fifty years old, was the office director of my mother's workplace. I called him Uncle Wang. He was chubby
and a bit balding. I was always most afraid of him when I went to my mother's workplace. Because of his presence, my initial plan to greet
Uncle Li immediately wavered. He was drinking water and wiping his sweat, looking very tired.

"Sister Hua, we'll be going now, we have some things to do at home." At this moment, Uncle Li and Aunt Zhang stood up to
leave .

"Thank you so much, I'm sorry we didn't get to greet you properly," my mother said to them.

"Wait for me, let's go together!" Uncle Wang also stood up, but he still looked very tired.

"Director, you should rest a little longer. We have things to do, see you tomorrow!" Uncle Li said,
pulling Aunt Zhang along as they opened the door and left.

But Uncle Wang hadn't left yet, so I couldn't go find my mother. Oh well, I'll just sleep a little longer. Just as I was about to go back to sleep
, I heard my mother open the bathroom door. I glanced over there casually.

Oh no! Uncle Wang helped Mom into the restroom. He even lifted the back of her pink maternity dress
and reached his hand behind her underwear. I was stunned; I couldn't believe my
eyes.

Uncle Wang stood at the restroom door, looking inside. From my position, I could see Mom's privates, but I didn't
know what was happening.

After about half a minute, Uncle Wang went in and helped Mom to the door. "Come on, Peihua
, hold onto my shoulders." He placed Mom's hands on his shoulders, then bent down and
lifted her pink dress, pulling down her white underwear.

"Peihua, lift your legs!" Uncle Wang called to Mom, and she did as he said. Soon, her
white underwear was in Uncle Wang's hands.

"Peihua, it smells so good!" Uncle Wang said, inhaling the scent of the underwear.

"Director, please don't do this. My son will be back soon," Mom said, a little embarrassed.
It turned out Mom didn't know I was already back.

At this moment, Uncle Wang asked Mom to lift her skirt, and his hand reached behind her and placed it on her genitals. Mom
always walked with her legs apart to make it easier for him to place his hand there.

"Director, how about we call it a day? My son will be back soon," Mom said to Uncle Wang again.

By this time, the two of them had already walked around the dining table twice in this position.

"No, I have to have you today. Peihua, do you know how long it's been since I've had you? Feel
how hard I am!" he said, pulling Mom's hand to his genitals.

"Then hurry up!" Mom was clearly a little tempted.

At this moment, Uncle Wang withdrew his hand from Mom's genitals and placed it in front of her. "Peihua, you still say no?

Look, you're all wet down there," Uncle Wang said to Mom with a hint of smugness.

He pulled
Mom see their actions clearly. Uncle Wang took out two ropes from his handbag,
lifted Mom's legs, and gently tied them to the table legs. He
gently and kissed her little feet. Mom seemed to enjoy it,
her little feet occasionally lifting up.

Uncle Wang held Mom's snow-white little feet, put his mouth to her soles,
and blew . Mom's feet moved reflexively after being stimulated, and Mom propped herself up on her elbows, looking at
Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang started from Mom's little feet... He started licking upwards, his tongue stretching out quite far. He only used the tip of his tongue to lick Mom's
calves and inner thighs, spending the rest of the time kissing her legs with his lips, pursing them. Mom
seemed to be enjoying it, occasionally letting out soft moans.

After kissing for a while, Uncle Wang stood on a chair, because our dining table was quite high, so he
could position his genitals facing Mom. He quickly pulled down his pants, revealing his large penis, which was indeed
quite large, much bigger than my penis.

He pulled Mom's pink dress over her head, leaving her only in a flesh-colored half-cup
bra. Uncle Wang didn't even take off his shirt, asking Mom to place his outer garment and pants on the table. He straightened his
back said to Mom, "Come on, Peihua, suck it for me."

Without a word, Mom sucked Uncle Wang's penis into her mouth. I couldn't believe it; the usually dignified Mom...
My mother actually did such a thing. She simply sucked on Uncle Wang's penis, moving it up and down, doing nothing
else . Uncle Wang placed his hands on her shoulders, caressing her smooth skin,
seemingly enjoying it.

He held her head, thrusting it forward forcefully, while she supported him with her hands on his inner thighs, pushing him
forward . Uncle Wang held the back of her head, repeatedly brushing her hair upwards to give him a clearer
view of her lewd expression.

After my mother had been sucking his penis for a while, he pulled it out, it covered in her
saliva. He pushed her down onto the table, then placed his hands on top of her.

My mother guided his penis to her vaginal opening, saying, "Come on!" Uncle

Wang thrust forward, inserting his entire penis into her vagina, and my mother let out a long
sigh of relief . Uncle Wang bent down and unhooked her front-opening bra. He lowered his head and
gently licked her areolas, which had become larger and darker due to her pregnancy, occasionally nibbling at her nipples. Her mother clearly found it
stimulating ; she began to moan incessantly, but her hands continued to gently caress her swollen belly.

Uncle Wang was clearly quite ruthless; he abandoned her breasts and began attacking her face, neck,
earlobes and other erogenous zones. Her mother was clearly passive; her initially soft moans gradually grew louder:
"Director…so good…ah! Be gentle, you're touching my belly." She began to cry out passionately.

"Peihua, is it good? Want my cock? Haven't tried it for over a month, want me to fuck you a few more times?"
Uncle Wang teased her while fucking her.

Because her legs were bound, her legs, which she wanted to move, kept bumping against the legs of the dining table. Her
still shoulder-length hair cascaded down the edge of the table like a waterfall.

The sexual intercourse between the two was relatively simple, but Uncle Wang's hands would frequently slide to Mom's thighs,
scraping her thighs with his fingertips, or placing his hands on her breasts, gently pinching her nipples, constantly stimulating her
.

Mom was clearly unable to resist; ignoring her lower abdomen, she pulled Uncle Wang to kiss her mouth
, and Uncle Wang readily agreed. He sucked Mom's tongue into his mouth, constantly swirling it around
, their saliva constantly exchanging.

Although Uncle Wang continued kissing Mom, his lower body didn't stop; he continued
to thrust forcefully into Mom's lower body, leaving her genitals dripping with lustful fluids and a mess. Uncle Wang maintained his goal of
standing
and pulled Mom up, making her kneel on the table. Because the table was quite large, it didn't feel cramped for both of them to be on it at the same time
.

Uncle Wang held Mom's buttocks and penetrated her vagina from behind. "Peihua, thank her from behind!

Ah...yes, just like that...your vagina is so good, your buttocks are so big." Uncle Wang slapped Mom's buttocks
as he .

"Director, be gentle, don't let the neighbors hear. This won't do!" Mom put one hand on the table,
while the other hand was still stroking her bulging belly.

"Ah...Director, be gentle...ah...oh..." Mom moaned loudly again in pleasure.

Now Mom and Uncle Wang were facing me. To be honest, when I was little, I ate those placenta and
ginseng foods with Mom, so my little penis could get hard very early. How could I not get hard when I saw this live sex show in front of me
! I could only gently stroke my penis to make it more comfortable.

The two of them probably did it for about thirty minutes. Uncle Wang was obviously older, and his movements slowed down compared to before
. On the contrary, Mom's movements were more vigorous. She kept thanking him from behind, and I could hear the sound of Mom's buttocks hitting
Uncle Wang's hips. At first, the movements were crisp and clear, but they gradually subsided, clearly indicating that both of them
were exhausted.

Uncle Wang suddenly sped up, pulling Mom's buttocks back forcefully as if he wanted to devour
her , his breathing heavy and labored. Mom, under Uncle Wang's relentless assault, let out excited
moans. Finally, after Uncle Wang had thrust into Mom more than thirty times, they both collapsed, Uncle Wang on
top of Mom's back, while Mom half-knelt on the table.

After resting for five or six minutes, they finally separated and fell off the table. Uncle Wang helped Mom into the toilet
to clean up. It was only then that I realized the danger I was in. If Mom knew I had been watching, what
would happen! I quickly put on my shoes, glanced at the toilet, and saw that the tap was running, and Mom and
Uncle Wang were washing themselves. I slung my backpack over my shoulder, went to the door, opened it quietly,
and slipped into the small building next door.

Ten minutes later, I saw Uncle Wang come out of my house. Five minutes later, I went home.
My mother was doing housework as usual, and I didn't help her as usual; I went to do my homework.

From then on, I started to intentionally or unintentionally try to come home later, because seeing my mother when I got home would remind me
of that scene. But when I sometimes came home early, I often found Uncle Wang's bicycle parked downstairs. I
could only wait outside, and every time I saw him happily walk out of my house. Of course, I knew what was going on
.

This situation didn't end until a week before my mother gave birth to my younger sister.

Chapter Five: The Mature Woman Gang-Raped by Migrant Workers

In a newly opened apartment building, a woman in her fifties was hanging her underwear to dry. They were
all styles that didn't suit her age, because they were too thin, too bright, and too avant-garde, but she
didn't seem to mind at all.

Her underwear was all lace, some with heart-shaped or other lace trim at the waistband.
Unlike ordinary thongs, these had two thin straps holding them together. She also wore demi-cup
or other types of lace bras. Although these were new, she was already
wearing them.

However, she didn't notice that several migrant workers doing renovations in the nearby building
were staring
her. They couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but they could clearly see her attire and movements
.

The woman wore a low-cut yellow cotton blouse, and her breasts, large enough to put
many young women to shame, stood proudly beneath it. As she bent down to pick up her clothes, a short, thin silver chain around
her neck glittered in the sunlight. Not many people wear silver jewelry with such an effect; the more
one wears it, the duller the silver chain becomes.

Unlike most middle-aged women with short, permed hair, she had medium-length
hair bun at the back of her head. The gleaming silver chain rested on her snow-white breasts, and a silver pendant hung
above her cleavage, creating a harmonious look.

Her white midi skirt only reached her upper thighs, and flesh-colored pantyhose clung tightly to her voluptuous
legs . A pair of white, open-toed high-heeled sandals with yellow-green patterns adorned her slender feet. As she
squatted down to put her clothes on the hanger, her full breasts were squeezed into two mounds, her buttocks slightly
raised she half-knelt, her delicate feet in stockings pointing outwards—the whole pose was incredibly alluring.

The migrant workers there hadn't tasted meat for months. Their wives were said
to work in nearby factories, though that was just a claim; they might be prostitutes. Their
wages were low, making it impossible for them to frequently visit prostitutes. But whenever they found a prostitute from their
own province , they felt a pang of fear—were their wives also prostitutes?

They'd been working in this building complex for a while now, and quite a few residents had moved in. Many of the people
coming and going were people who left early and returned late, but the only one they saw regularly was this woman.
Many of the residents were middle-class. This particular family consisted of three: the husband frequently
traveled for work , and even when he wasn't, he'd return very late at night. Their son was usually not home either; only
the wife was at home.

Why did I know all this so clearly? Because I was the young master of this house. My father and I
often traveled for work, and I lived in our city apartment, only occasionally returning there. My mother had
retired and lived here.

"Mom, I'm going out. I won't be back to sleep tonight; I'll sleep at the old house."

"Okay, but don't drink too much," my mother replied.

Usually, when I was busy with work or out late with friends, I stayed in our city apartment.
If my father was away on business, I always came home. But I never imagined that my not coming home that night
would trigger a series of events.

Lately, my mother's emotions have been quite unstable, and I was too busy with work to
notice until the renovations of the house next door were completed.

While I was still completely baffled, I found a condom under my bed. Uncharacteristically, I
didn't believe my mother was having an affair, so I pressed her for answers, and that's when I learned the whole story.

It was on the night I wasn't home that my mother began a night of debauchery, and
she continued this pattern for the next few weeks.

Around 6 PM, my mother was cooking alone in the kitchen,
sighing helplessly at the thought of being home alone again.

"Hey beautiful, why are you sighing?" a voice came from behind.

"Who are you?" My mother turned around, realizing that an unidentified person had entered the house
.

"It's not me, it's us!"

When Mom turned around completely, she realized that there wasn't one person behind her, but four.
They were covered in dust and paint, clearly construction workers or decorators from the neighborhood,
but they were wearing women's stockings over their heads, obviously trying to avoid being recognized. Just

as Mom reached for something, one of the shorter men, the one with the beard, moved, grabbing
the knife she was trying to reach. He then pulled her hands down and braced her feet against the sink, rendering her
unable to move.

A young man who had been standing idly by seemed to have discovered something amazing. He
found a package wrapped in tissues in the trash can. He slowly unwrapped the tissues, revealing a condom smeared with
semen.

"Am I right? I just saw that old man from the next room come here and get intimate with this old slut
." The young man held the condom up to Mom.

At that moment, the oldest man walked over to Mom.

"Madam, don't move, or I don't know what will happen," the old man said lewdly.

The mother was still struggling in vain, but the two men holding her were too strong; she couldn't
budge them. But when the condom was taken out, she finally stopped struggling. The old man was now pressed
against her, his right hand stroking her face with his fingers, a lewd
smile on his face.

"Whatever you want, I can give you, as long as you let me go," the mother stammered,
terrified .

"Really? You can give us anything, huh?" The old man pulled down the stocking over his head; it was
indeed

This is what I want." The old man's hand reached down and lightly touched the mother's lower abdomen.

"Boss, are we just going to let this slut get away with this?" one of the middle-aged men asked as he took off his stocking.

"Anyway, we're currently doing renovations for Mr. Li (the old man in the next room). If we give
this to him, he'll have to pay back all the money he withheld from our work, and I'll even make him pay double."

The old man said, his face turning vicious.

"Won't there be any loose ends?" another middle-aged man asked.

"No, the house is almost finished. I'll take the money and leave immediately. Anyway,
the construction for this building is complete, and Old Li can't find us. As long as we tell him about this, he'll definitely
pay." The old man said confidently to the middle-aged man.

"Please let me go, this has nothing to do with me." The mother began to plead with the old man.

"You? No way. I have to charge some interest on this. Since you're his mistress, I'll
charge you this little bit of interest." The old man's hand had already reached down and was stroking the mother's stockinged legs.

At this moment, the young man opened the mother's wallet that had been on the table, and the old man immediately stopped him.

"Don't touch this lady's money, I mean what I say," the old man stopped the young man.

"Uncle, oh no, boss, guess how old this woman is?" The young man realized he had made a mistake when he called the old man
and quickly corrected himself.

"Her, forty-three or forty-four, I guess. Women that age are the most fun. As the saying goes, women in their thirties are like tigers, and in their forties like
wolves," the old man said to the young man with a smile.

"Boss, look at this woman's ID card, born in 1950, she's fifty-four. Look at your eyes," the young
man said smugly to the old man.

"No way, she's so well-maintained, those underwear aren't for someone in their fifties,"
the middle-aged man to the left of the mother craned his neck to see the mother's ID card.

The young man placed the ID card in front of the middle-aged man, who looked at it clearly.

"I really didn't expect it, she's so well-maintained, and she's wearing underwear that only prostitutes wear," the middle-aged man holding
the mother exclaimed.

"Please let me go, I'm so old, don't take it anymore," the mother said, realizing they were
serious.

"A fifty-year-old woman still sits on the ground sucking dirt, let's see if Old Li's woman can give us a try. You serve us well,
and I won't tell your family. Is that fair?" the old man said to the mother with a smile.

The old man pulled up the mother's skirt and rubbed his face against her thigh,
inhaling her fragrance. The two middle-aged men on either side of the mother released one of their hands and
reached for her large breasts, squeezing them hard.

"Ah... be gentle... don't be too rough... it hurts..." the mother cried out, but she
didn't cry for long because the young man had already pinched her chin and sucked her tongue.

"Boss, she smells so good, much better than the woman at home." The middle-aged man on the left had
released the mother's hand. He was still grabbing her breasts while his other hand was already pulling down his pants,
revealing his erect penis.

The old man, who had been sucking on the mother's thigh, left several rows of teeth marks and countless drops of saliva on her stockings before
standing up. He grabbed his mother's hair, which was piled on her head, and led her to her room. He
pulled down his pants as he walked, but didn't take off his underwear. The three men followed him into the mother's room, occasionally groping
her buttocks and large breasts, grabbing them hard before letting go.

Once in the room, the old man pulled his mother to kneel beside the bed, while he sat on the edge. "Come on, lick me," the old man

said, pointing to his genitals. He then pulled his clothes off his head, revealing only his ribs.

"Boss, you can do this too?" a middle-aged man asked the old man.

"I saw it in the movie theater. Let this slut try it on me. Come on, suck it!" The old man pulled his mother's
head, and she pressed her hands to the ground, using only her mouth to suck on the old man's still-soft penis.

The young man walked to the home theater in his mother's room, opened the DVD player, and exclaimed as if discovering
a new continent .

"Boss, this machine has porn in it." It turned out that
the DVDs .

"Come on, let's take a look." The two middle-aged men, finding nothing to do with the lack of women, wanted to distract
themselves . The

young man opened the DVD; it was a foreign adult film. It showed five or six men surrounding
a woman kneeling on the ground, holding two penises in her hands and another in her mouth, while someone else
was fondling her large breasts .

The two middle-aged men walked to the mother, took her hands, and placed them on their penises.
The young man followed suit, kneeling behind the mother and reaching his hands from below to the front, grasping her large breasts.

The old man watched as the young man's hands moved incessantly inside the mother's clothes. Her already large breasts
deformed under his grasp, and the dark red lace bra covering her breasts gradually became visible through the yellow low-cut cotton
blouse .

The old man gazed greedily at his mother's gradually exposed breasts. She was still wearing her yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled sandals.
Her buttocks and thighs, exposed by her skirt being pulled up, were being touched by two middle-aged men. The young man's large, erect penis pressed
against his mother's buttocks, which were still clad in pantyhose. He deliberately pressed against her buttocks, moving up
and . One hand, which had been holding her breast, moved to her ankle
, gently stroking her heel, a few inches from the heel of her yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled sandals.

The old man held his mother's head, pressing it forcefully against his hips. His mother opened her
mouth wide, trying to suck the engorged, fishy-smelling penis into her mouth. Her buttocks moved back and forth,
rubbing against the young man's penis. The young man cooperated by pressing his lower abdomen against his mother's back, thrusting his penis against
her buttocks through her pantyhose.

"Ouch..." The young man shuddered. Being young, he couldn't handle it. His first
thick ejaculation landed entirely on his mother's pantyhose crotch.

The two middle-aged men's penises were fully erect from their mother's ministrations. The old man pulled his mother's hands away
and pulled up her yellow, low-cut cotton blouse. Her nipples were exposed
outside , one strap hanging loosely on her arm, the other on her shoulder.

The young man's semen had flowed down her thighs, mixing with the old man's saliva, leaving her
thighs wet.

The tall middle-aged man and the young man together began to caress his mother's buttocks, spreading them apart
forcefully . Her pantyhose were torn in two, revealing dark red
lace panties tied at the waist with two thin straps. This further aroused their lust. The young man was indeed young;
his penis, which had softened after ejaculation, regained some vitality.

The woman on TV was now asleep in bed. The old man, also naked, sat in the middle of the bed. The plump
middle-aged man pulled his mother's skirt down from her waist and gestured for her to get on the bed. His mother was now
only wearing a bra and panties, her pantyhose resembling garters, with only a few unripped pieces connecting them to
her thighs . Just

as his mother was about to kick off her yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled slippers, the old man stopped her, because
he had seen the foreign woman in the DVD wearing shoes while being slept with.

"Sleep in bed like her, do you hear me?" the old man said, slapping his mother's buttocks
and pointing at the woman on TV. His mother's buttocks immediately turned red.

The mother had no choice but to lie on her side on the bed, mimicking the women on TV. The pressure of the bed against her arm
made even looser. Her small feet, clad in open-toed high-heeled slippers, were held and kissed by the fat middle-aged man. The young man
placed her head on his lap and put his penis
near .

The old man then pulled down her panties,
placed her vaginal opening, while the panties hung on the leg that was on his shoulder. He smelled her
panties, then thrust in forcefully.

"Mmm...oh...mmm..." Her mouth was blocked, and she could only
hum .

The tall middle-aged man unhooked her front-opening bra, finally freeing her breasts completely
. Her disheveled hair rolled around on the young man's lap; her once-coiled hair was now just a single bun on
her head, the surrounding hair completely loose.

"This bitch, so tight down there, such a big ass." The eldest brother hugged his mother's waist and thrust forward forcefully.

The tall, middle-aged man sucked his mother's nipple into his mouth, biting hard every now and then, sucking the breast in
all at once , then biting down again. It was too obvious that his mouth couldn't suck the entire breast into his mother's mouth, only
a part of it.

"The feet of city women are so different from my mother's, so much more delicate." The man
kissing his mother's legs kept licking the back of her feet, the toes peeking out from her high-heeled slippers. His mother could only bend her toes
to reduce the itching sensation.

"Fine, if you won't let me suck, then you suck mine." The man knelt on the bed, kneeling alongside the young man, turning
his mother's body around so that she was lying face down with her elbows on the bed. His mother was being penetrated from behind by the old man.

Two penises were placed side by side in front of his mother, and the tall, middle-aged man also lay down under his mother, pressing
his mother's huge breasts against his penis, performing breast sex in the cleavage.

"You little bitch, if you won't suck me, I want you to lick me." The middle-aged man shoved his penis into the mother's mouth and
thrust forward forcefully. The young man stopped, watching his mother being penetrated by three men.

"Is my penis big or not? Tell me." The middle-aged man pulled his penis out of the mother's mouth, pulling her head
upward , forcing her to look at him and answer.

"Big, very big..." The mother, having gotten a brief rest, had no choice but to satisfy his desire, saying that his penis
was big.

The old man, behind her, held the mother's buttocks and thrust forcefully, the slapping sounds incessant. The mother, no longer having a penis
in her mouth , cried out.

"Oh...oh...um...gently...don't be so rough...ah...gently...ah..."

The mother's cries mingled with the woman on the television, the room filled with the mother's real moans
and the exaggerated screams of the woman on TV.

The old man finally couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated into the mother's vagina. He slumped onto the bed.
At that moment, the woman on TV was lying on top of a man. The man's penis wasn't inserted into her vagina,
but into her anus. Several people found this strange and tried to imitate his mother.

"No...no...it can't be there...it won't do..." When his mother felt the young man's penis rubbing and exploring around
her anus , she understood their intentions.

"Why not?" The fat middle-aged man grasped his mother's breasts, squeezing his penis between them tightly. He
ignored everything else, using his penis against his mother's breasts. As he leaned forward, he
pressed his mother's head down, the tip of his penis touching her lips. The young man had already placed his penis at
the entrance of his mother's anus, and with the mixture of his mother's and the old man's bodily fluids, he gritted his teeth and slowly inserted it.

"Ah...it hurts so much...oh God...no...oh...I'm going to die..." His mother was incoherent with pain from the penis being inserted from
behind .

"Old bitch, really deflowering me, ah...so tight..." the young man cried out.

The mother gripped the sheets tightly, her head slamming back against the young man's shoulder.
The fat middle-aged man, who had originally intended to shove his penis into the mother's mouth, hesitated, fearing she would
bite it. The tall man, however, held the mother's legs and thrust his penis into her vagina.

The four men formed a peculiar sexual arrangement.

The fat middle-aged man, sandwiched between the mother's large breasts, ejaculated a stream of semen onto her chest and
face , some even getting into her hair.

Below, the tall middle-aged man, with his hands on the mother's legs, knelt on the bed,
thrusting forward forcefully, while the young man behind him held her legs from behind.

Both men wanted to spread the mother's legs wide open for penetration; the mother was like a doll,
sandwiched between them.

The two men, one in front and one behind, worked tirelessly within a mere two centimeters of each other. The scent of semen
mingled with the woman's vaginal fluids, her sweat and perfume, the combined aromas of their sweat
, the man's panting, the woman's moans, and the sounds of wanton moans from a pornographic video playing on the screen, creating
a scene of utter obscenity.

"Be gentle, I'm almost done..." the mother's voice trembled with exhaustion.

The young man lay completely down, making his mother kneel on his penis. He gazed at his naked mother,
slapping her buttocks repeatedly. He

occasionally stroked her
small feet, still clad in yellow-green patterned open-toed high-heeled slippers, as they rested on the bed. The taller man thrust his penis into the mother's mouth, bending down to fondle her large breasts. Finally, he,
too, was about to give in.

"I'm coming too... ah... ahh..."

The mother tried to spit out his penis when she felt him about to ejaculate, but he held her head, and all the semen shot
into her mouth.

"Mmm... mmm..." The mother couldn't make a sound because her head was being held.

The young man, who had been playing with the mother's beautiful feet, could last longer in her tight anus because he had already ejaculated once,
but he couldn't hold back any longer. He released his grip on her feet and
groped her body and breasts haphazardly, finally holding her buttocks tightly and ejaculating his second load of semen into
her anus.

All night long, the mother was repeatedly sexually assaulted by the combined efforts of these men until they were completely exhausted.
After my mother, who had just had an erection, collapsed onto the bed like a lump of mud, we got dressed, grabbed my home phone
number and left.

(To be continued)

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