drugging mother

【Drugging Mom】

Drugging Mom

Author: Unknown Word Count: 9087 words

I. Allowing to be molested

At 10 pm, there were only a few people on the Taiwan Bus. The journey from Xuzhou to Lianyungang was about to begin. I was sitting in the last row with my mother, feeling unhappy. Why was I unhappy?

It was because my mother had just scolded me severely. It was just an accident that caused her to expose herself. It wasn't intentional. I got angrier and angrier as I thought about it. My mother, on the other hand, was sleeping soundly after taking sleeping pills (to prevent motion sickness). With nothing else to do, a thought suddenly occurred to me: Since it was an accident? And she was scolded so badly for exposing herself, why not just let her do it on purpose? Having exposed myself, and taking advantage of the dim lighting inside the car and my advantageous position in the back row where all the passengers were asleep, I boldly unbuttoned the top two buttons of my mother's blouse, then pushed up her tight skirt to reveal her alluring thighs. Next, I placed the bottle of sleeping pills beside her. Having set everything up, I sat down on the other side to watch the show, hiding my V8 in a good spot, ready to activate it at any moment. A

short while later, an old man got up to use the restroom. Suddenly, he noticed my mother's appearance, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then leered at her. He noticed the bottle of sleeping pills and examined it for a while before gently shaking my mother. Seeing no reaction, his hands became bolder. The old man rubbed my mother's breasts with one hand, while the other slowly slipped inside her skirt. He then boldly removed my mother's entire blouse and unhooked her bra. At this moment, her full breasts were revealed before my husband and me, and of course, the V8 recorded it all.

After removing her bra, the old man's mouth began bustling around her breasts, biting and licking with practiced ease. Watching him, I felt a surge of sexual desire. Although I had molested my mother many times before while she slept, this excitement was stronger than ever.

Just as I was wondering why this was happening, and never imagining I would become so deeply fascinated by this, I noticed that the old man had somehow discarded my mother's skirt and panties on the chair beside her, and her position had changed. Now my mother was sitting on the chair, her legs spread wide, and the old man seemed almost dazed. I thought it might be because my mother was a so-called "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is sexually impaired). But he didn't dazed for long before starting to lick my mother's genitals, and he seemed quite pleased with himself.

He even inserted his middle finger into her vagina. Suddenly, someone called out, "My dear husband!" It was the old man's wife, and he hurriedly got up and left. Hehe~ But I knew he would come back, and sure enough, my father-in-law returned. This time, he even took out his penis, but it seemed unable to get erect, only slightly enlarged. Seeing him spread my mother's legs again, I thought: What will happen if this continues? So I got up. As soon as I stood up, he was startled. Our eyes met, and I whispered: ? What are you doing to my mother? He trembled with fear, quickly apologized, and left. I turned off the V8. Hehe~ There were many good shots.

I took out some toilet paper to clean my mother's genitals and then helped her put her clothes back on. After returning home, I transferred the footage from the V8 to a videotape. At the time, I didn't expect that this videotape would have many sequels.

II. Personal Penis

After the incident at the Taiwan Bus Company, I had been looking for an opportunity to expose my mother, but unfortunately, my mother was conservative by nature. If it weren't for the wedding in Kaohsiung last time, her only tight skirt would probably have remained hanging in the closet forever. As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. Later, I not only found an opportunity, but I also discovered one of my mother's weaknesses: she would get completely drunk after just two drinks. However, I wasn't the one who discovered this weakness first, so I paid a heavy price for it. No, I should say my mother also paid a heavy price.

That day, we went back to our hometown for the Chinese New Year. That evening, someone suggested we all play a drinking game, and even my mother was forced to drink two glasses. However, she couldn't hold her liquor and my two cousins helped her upstairs to rest. After all, I was only 14 and didn't have much strength. I wanted to check on my mother, so I followed them upstairs. Just as I was about to open the door, I overheard my two cousins talking inside: "I'm going first! You went first last time, so it's my turn this time." "Okay! Hurry up!" "? First, get her a few more glasses of strong liquor, otherwise we'll be in trouble if she wakes up." "Don't worry! I've downed the whole bottle of XO." "Hehe~ That way, we can drink until dawn without any problem."

Just as I was wondering what was going on and gently pushed open the door, I saw a scene that shocked me to the core. A naked woman lay on top of a man, while another man pressed down on top of her. The three of them were piled on top of each other, swaying back and forth. Judging from the extent to which the woman's legs were spread apart and the piston-like movements of the two men, I roughly knew that two penises were thrusting into the woman's body. Of course, I didn't need to guess that the woman was my mother.

But at that moment, I didn't want to make a sound to stop them. Instead, I felt a strange excitement, an excitement even stronger than when I had exposed my mother. As time passed, they kept changing positions. Then, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I was so scared that I quickly slipped into the room and hid behind a clothes rack. Luckily, one of my cousins was licking my mother's private parts, and the other was playing with her breasts and didn't notice me.

Later, the door opened. "Wow! I knew you guys were doing it to her again!" my two younger cousins exclaimed in unison. "Damn it! You guys still came up here. Don't tell me you came to cover her with a blanket," my older cousin retorted, not to be outdone.

"Hehe~ We're here to wipe her sweat with our tongues, hahaha." "Hehe~ We're tired too, it's your turn." After saying that, my cousins stood by the bed. "Sigh~ We always have to do what you guys have already done." Even though he said that, my younger cousin quickly got into position. "What can we do? We're the older cousins, hahaha." I got more and more excited watching from behind the clothes rack. In the end, my cousins went at it together. They were very coordinated in doing my mother, because as soon as one ejaculated, the other would take over. While waiting, they took turns playing with my mother's breasts, and at the same time, they conserved their energy. No one was idle. In this way, the four of them took turns ejaculating inside my mother. From their conversation, I believed that this was not the first time they had done it to my mother. I just didn't expect that there was an even bigger scene to come.

There was another sound of footsteps. I could almost guess what they were going to do. Not long after, my uncles and my other uncles appeared in front of me, and my younger cousins also wisely left my mother. "Dad! You're here too!" "Of course~ We've been working together downstairs to get everyone drunk, while you guys are having fun here." "So we can go at it until dawn again!" My cousin said excitedly. "Sigh~? All you can think about is going at it until dawn. If only you were this serious about studying! It's shameful to be a slut." Who told God to arrange such a beauty for us to enjoy? The timing, the place, and the people were all perfect. We couldn't help but want to. "Yeah, I thought we'd be exposed. After all, she's been penetrated by so many people and is all red and swollen. It's hard not to suspect something." "Hmm~ Luckily, she only said that her whole body was sore, so my third uncle thought it was because of a hangover." "Moreover, my third uncle said that it was because of a hangover, which is normal." I wanted to laugh but dared not, I held it in for so long! "

Hahaha, we can be so unrestrained thanks to this beauty who has never drunk alcohol and my third brother's explanation!"

After saying that, my eldest uncle continued his battle with my other uncles and second uncles. I had watched for so long and witnessed many techniques, my pants were already full of semen. It turns out that my mother had been played with and raped like a rag doll all along. Later, I got tired and fell asleep without realizing it. When I woke up, I found my mother with two penises in her mouth, one in each hand, one inserted into each of her two holes, and another tucked between her breasts. It was quite a sight. So I took out my travel camera and carefully filmed the scene, even taking close-ups of each penis and its owner. I left dejectedly, only to find everyone still asleep downstairs. I went for a walk alone and didn't return until the afternoon.

As soon as I walked in, everyone asked me where I'd been, and I could only give them a few perfunctory answers. Seeing my cousins chatting and laughing with my mother, I felt a sense of pleasure, thinking, "If I knew what they were doing, would I still be laughing?"

Later, my dad had to go back to Taipei early, while my mom and I were to take the bus back the next day. All the way there, I was planning how to take advantage of this opportunity, while my mom innocently asked me what I wanted for breakfast. So, while waiting for the bus, I went to a pharmacy and a breakfast shop to buy breakfast and some entertainment for later. Although we were taking the Taiwan Motor Transport bus, it was crowded during the Lunar New Year and it was early morning, so even though my mom was sound asleep after taking sleeping pills, I had no chance. To make matters worse, we were sitting in the middle, so I could only grope her all over. The most daring thing I did was insert my right middle finger into her private parts. However, I was still quite nice to my mom; knowing her genitals were still swollen, I applied some ointment I bought from the pharmacy and pulled her underwear down to her knees. I thought that letting it air out and reducing friction with her underwear might help the swelling go down faster, so I did that. Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to forget to put her underwear back on before she woke up.

Third, after returning home from feeding my mother semen

, I couldn't wait to take advantage of my older brother's absence and rush into his room with the spare key to find fresh semen. Based on past experience, I believed that my older brother would have a new batch of semen in the next few days. Why do I say this? This goes back to when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school. At that time, the rooftop of our house was rented out to an older brother. I often went to his place, and that's when I started to come into contact with many pornographic books and videotapes. It was also at my older brother's instigation that I started to give my mother sleeping pills and take the opportunity to molest her with him. However, at that time, neither of us inserted our penises into my mother's vagina. I was not yet able to get an erection. My older brother was afraid of being discovered afterward. Later, I learned that he had been caught before, so he wouldn't do it without absolute certainty. That's why he taught me various techniques and knowledge, wanting to use me to have sex with my mother first and then have sex with her himself, so that he could frame me and make me the scapegoat.

Getting back to the point, I did indeed find a glass jar containing semen under his bed. Every time my older brother ejaculated, he would put the semen into the jar and then tell me to mix it into my mother's food. Sometimes he would smear the semen on a handkerchief and, after my mother had taken sleeping pills and fallen asleep, cover her face with the semen-soaked handkerchief, making sure the semen side was facing up to avoid getting it on her face. My older brother said he wanted her to get used to the smell. He also said this trick didn't work on any woman because he had observed my parents' sex through a hidden camera and found they always used the normal position without variation, and the semen was always ejaculated inside my mother's body. Based on my account and his observations, he concluded that my mother didn't know what semen looked like, or even what it tasted like. At the time, I even asked how he observed it.

He said that once after he masturbated, he forgot to clean up, leaving semen all over the floor. My mom happened to be going upstairs to hang laundry and went in to check on my older brother. She stepped right into the semen and broke out in a cold sweat. My mom, thinking it was some food that had spilled on the floor, helped him clean it up. My older brother even thought my mom was pretending not to know to avoid an awkward situation. However, after hearing me say that my parents came from a conservative family and that, as far as he could remember, the man was the breadwinner and the woman stayed home, he realized that my mom genuinely didn't know, not pretending. That's why he dared to use this trick.

As usual, I distributed the semen fairly before smearing the remaining semen on a handkerchief and waiting for the night to come. Actually, after two or three years of planning, I had increased the concentration of the semen considerably. In some places, I even used "undiluted" semen. For example, I used it as jam on white steamed buns or sandwiches for breakfast. At first, my mom would ask me what kind of jam it was, and I would just say that a classmate had given it to me. She even told me that I had to let my mom try it. Unexpectedly, my mom actually believed me, and she kept eating like this without stopping, but it's all thanks to me feeding her! "? Is Mom asleep?" My older brother suddenly appeared behind me, startling me. "What! Sneaking around like that, you scared me!" "Sorry?" "Of course not! You know I'm always away on business." "Yeah." After saying that, my older brother sneaked back into my mom's room, and of course I followed. My older brother skillfully took off my mom's clothes while ravaging her body, but I wasn't as excited as before. Maybe it's because I had recently witnessed my mom being thoroughly raped! And I'm used to seeing my older brother molesting my mom, so I was a little unsatisfied, and I was thinking of all sorts of plans that would satisfy me.

"Oh right! You can ejaculate now, can't you?" My older brother stopped sucking on my mom's breasts and looked up at me.

"Hmm~ I've been masturbating a lot lately." "Why be so sad? You have a woman right in front of you, and a stunner at that." I knew he was no longer satisfied with just molesting my mom; he wanted me to go first, so if my mom woke up and found out something was wrong, I'd be the scapegoat. Heh~ But I'm not the same as before. "That's what I was thinking too, so I'm making plans." I casually teased him. "Why bother? There's no time like the present, let's do it now."

"No, I want something more exciting." That was the truth. "Okay! Don't forget to call me." "Of course I'll call you." After a few polite words, the older brother continued his hard work, but I thought to myself: Calling you is no problem, but you'll have to wait until I've made my plans. (I can't let him know my mom's weaknesses, otherwise I guarantee she'll be completely drunk the next day and let the older brother fuck her.)

"By the way! Big brother, if possible, get some more fresh stuff. We've been using a lot of the original juice lately."

"No problem, I'll bring some brothers over for a quickie another day." "Hmm~ These past few weeks, I've been doing what you said, putting some semen on my fingers and letting my mom smell it. I didn't expect her to unconsciously lick the semen off my hand while she was asleep." "Of course?" "Hmm~ When I don't have enough semen, I often put my mom's head between my legs. But since we don't do it often, I don't know when she'll get used to my taste." "Soon! Once she

gets used to the semen, it'll be much faster." "Hmm~ You can play around, I'm going to sleep. Remember to tidy up." "Don't worry! Don't you trust me?" "Of course I trust you, you're an expert. But I still want to remind you, just in case." "Hmm~ Goodnight? Avoid."

IV. Private Source of Erotic Water

"Mom~ Get up? It's all ready, can we have breakfast?" "Hmm~ My head is spinning,"

Mom answered weakly. I thought, "Of course?" Afterwards, watching my mom eat my specially made semen sandwiches always made my little brother swell and feel uncomfortable. Especially when some semen got on her lips and I watched my mom lick it back with her tongue, it made my blood boil even more. Later, I told my mom I was going out to play, and I also went to a sex toy store and picked out a few fun things to buy. When I got home, my mom had already cooked dinner and was waiting for me.

"Mom, are you eating?" "Mmm~ I'll eat with you after Mom finishes showering." My mother's gentle voice came from the bathroom. Of course, I took advantage of this opportunity to add some ingredients to the food. It would be a joke if I knocked her out. Also, I had to stick to one principle: whether or not there were ingredients added, I had to take some. The purpose of doing this was just to show my mother that we were eating from the same plate, to clear my name. But remember, I couldn't eat the ingredients that had been added! I had to throw them away quickly when Mom wasn't looking. It was quite wasteful, but I considered it an investment! This time, the ingredients I added were high-end stuff, bought online. Today was my first time trying it out, I wonder how it would work? After waiting for a long time, my mother finally finished showering. Everything was going according to my plan, but I was shocked not long after. I didn't expect my mother to collapse before she even finished eating. I was immediately at a loss. Fortunately, I found that my mother was still breathing and had a heartbeat, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do. I almost thought I had killed my mother.

Sigh... I decided then and there that I would never add such a strong drug to food again, otherwise I would have to spend time cleaning up the food that my mom had spilled when she passed out, which would be a huge waste. After a lot of fuss, I could finally start to enjoy my mom's delicious body. Plus, she had just taken a shower, and her body was 9595 molly, which made me very excited. Without saying a word, I took off her clothes first. This time I planned to do something different, so I took out the glass test tubes I had prepared for chemistry class, and then slowly inserted the tubes into my mom's vagina. After that, I thrust in and out and rotated the test tubes. My goal today was to fill each test tube with my mom's vaginal fluid. After each tube was full, I would stopper it with a cork and attach a label. I wonder what my mom would think if she knew that her vaginal fluid was being preserved and treasured by her son in glass test tubes, and that she would even sell it to a perverted old man for profit when she was short of money.

Fifth,

the story of how I ended up selling my mother's vaginal fluids was quite unexpected. It happened one time when I was collecting my mother's vaginal fluids as usual, and someone rang the doorbell. I thought it was an older brother, so I opened the door without thinking. It turned out to be the building manager downstairs who said he urgently needed to use the toilet. He rushed to the toilet without waiting for my reply, but in the end, he didn't even get to use it because he lost control of his bladder after seeing my mother. I told him to clean it up because I didn't have time to deal with him. The lewd look he gave my mother made me want to punch him. After that, he kept asking me all sorts of questions and even tried to ask me for the vaginal fluids I had already collected. I glared at him and said, "It's a thousand for one tube. Pay up if you want it, or forget it."

Back then, a thousand dollars was a huge sum for a middle school student like me. I thought the price would scare him away, but to my surprise, he said it was cheap and wanted to buy ten bottles first. He then said he'd go home and bring me ten thousand dollars. Looking at the gleaming banknotes, I naturally accepted. The money was already there; there was no reason to turn it down. Thus, my first job was selling my mother's vaginal fluid. Later, I learned that the administrator had been obsessed with my mother for a long time, even offering a high price to have sex with her. I always refused, saying my mother was in her fertile period or had just started her period. But I told him not to be disappointed; if the timing was right and the price was tempting, I would definitely let him have his way.

As time went on, he became very open with me, even telling me about peeping at my mother while she showered. Maybe he thought we were the same kind of people. But I lied and said my mother had only had sex with my father, and that I collected her vaginal fluid because I was too afraid of incest. Later, he sometimes bought such large quantities that he told me he sold some to people with this fetish for two thousand each. At the time, I thought to myself: Damn it! That damn middleman. But I wasn't short of money, so I didn't care. Later, I started selling them mixed with half of my mother's vaginal fluid and half of her saliva, and I limited the quantity to ten a day. So, the ones I sold later were all diluted. Of course, I wouldn't dilute them for my personal collection! I earned my first million with my mother's vaginal fluid. I remember the day I earned a million, I let the administrator touch my naked mother to his heart's content. Afterwards, the administrator gave me another million, saying he felt quite ashamed because he had sold them at a higher price. But I didn't blame him; I even helped him rush the orders and allowed him to molest my mother. So, the extra million was returned to me.

Later, I also felt that the administrator was actually quite trustworthy. When I said I couldn't touch my mother, he really didn't. So, when I drugged my mother later, I would often let the administrator share the profits.

VI. Preparing to Ejaculate

The days leading up to Dad's return home are always my happiest time. Many people might find this contradictory—once Dad's home, I won't have anything to do, right? Actually, a few weeks of a more ordinary life isn't bad, and it's a good way to conserve energy! But what truly excites me is that I can play the "preparing to ejaculate" game. Since Dad always makes love to Mom when he's home, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong playing this extremely dangerous game. And I've been having sex with Mom for a long time, so our relatives and friends all know that Mom has a beastly son. However, everyone is too selfish to say anything, after all, a beautiful and naive young woman like Mom isn't easy to find, especially one who's free! So everyone is very accommodating, and I often come up with new tricks to satisfy them, such as preparing to ejaculate.

The game is quite simple: First, I position my naked mother with her buttocks facing upwards. Then, I use a vaginal speculum to open her vagina, allowing everyone's semen to flow directly into her uterus. Next, the participants take turns masturbating and ejaculating into my mother's uterus, one after another, continuously. After a rest period, everyone is "ready to ejaculate"!

Playing this way, neither my mother nor the participants get too tired; they can even be said to be quite adept. It's even more enjoyable to watch, which is why some people get erections again shortly after ejaculating. I, on the other hand, am incredibly aroused watching everyone take turns ejaculating into my mother's uterus. These people include relatives, friends, strangers, neighbors, and even... my older brother, whom I treat like my own son. They all ejaculate into... her uterus... She had no power to resist, and could only accept it all without knowing what was happening. Their penises and testicles were like teapots filled with semen, poured into her mother's uterus, which was like a container. The thought of her chatting and laughing with them while her belly was full of semen excited me.

But what excited me even more was that if my father came back when my mother was in her fertile period, we would even make a bet on whose child it would be, using it as a basis for comparing whose sperm was stronger. When the game was coming to an end, I would slowly remove the speculum while carefully and evenly applying ointment to the inside of my mother's vagina to make her vagina tighten and prevent the semen in her uterus from flowing out, thus ending the whole game. In the days after my father came back, relatives and friends would come to visit, and even neighbors would come to drop by, partly to visit my father, and partly to see my mother with her belly full of semen.

VII.

For some reason, I quite enjoyed seeing my mother covered in semen—even her stomach, uterus, bladder, and anus. I wanted to fill them with semen, but obtaining such a large quantity was difficult. So, I secretly established a masturbation club at school. Members received nude photos of my mother for masturbation. The requirement was to contribute at least 6cc of semen daily. Over the past year, thanks to my dedicated efforts, the club grew rapidly, with even some teachers secretly joining. Everyone hoped to accumulate five liters of semen so they could freely rape my mother without her noticing. This was my promise to the "semen card" members, and I intended to fulfill it without fail. After a year, the amount of semen contributed by members reached my ideal. So, I often took the members' semen home to use on my mother. One time, I even felt a little disgusted myself because I successfully filled her uterus and bladder completely. I used strong tape to seal her labia, and I poured so much semen into her anus that I had to use two large corks to plug it to prevent it from escaping. I also poured a lot into her stomach; her belly was already noticeably protruding. Finally, I picked her up and carried her to the bathtub filled with semen. I gently placed her in the tub, and soon she was completely naked, soaked in semen. I couldn't resist, so I squatted on the edge of the tub and masturbated, ejaculating onto her delicate face that hadn't yet been covered in semen. Afterward, I

gazed at my mother for a while and finished filming the last roll of tape.

This time, I didn't plan to clean up after Mom. I intended to let her wake up naturally. I knew she would be shocked when she woke up, but it didn't matter; I already had an excuse. Dad was planning to leave Mom, and the truth would eventually come out. Although Mom was naive and silly, it didn't mean Dad was. Dad had sent Mom a letter, and I secretly read the contents clearly. Luckily, he didn't mention me. When Mom woke up, she was shocked, but the letter I gave her shocked and saddened her even more. I lied and said that the things in the bathtub were something Dad had brought back for her—beauty and skincare products—and that Dad had made them for Mom. Fortunately, Mom, heartbroken and desperate, didn't have the mind to think about how absurd my reason was. However, Mom did notice that her anus and labia were sealed. After Mom told me to leave, she washed herself by herself. I watched through the hidden camera as Mom removed the cork and super tape, and the semen gushed out of every opening like a stampede of horses. Later, I went to another bathroom to relieve myself and couldn't control myself for a long time.

VIII. Epilogue

That year I was eighteen, and my mother was thirty-seven. I had been molesting my mother since fourth grade, while she had been thoroughly raped after being drugged at her wedding banquet when she was nineteen. However, my mother never knew the truth, and I didn't intend to tell her. Although I no longer toy with my mother, what was the point of telling her about this past of rape? Actually, after toying with my mother for over eight years, what excited me was no longer the physical pleasure, but watching my in-laws, who had thoroughly raped her, chatting and laughing with her.

Now, because of my father's passing, my mother fears that she won't be able to bear the blow if I leave too, so she tries to satisfy me materially and is extremely obedient to me, afraid of upsetting me. I believe that if I wanted to rape my mother now, she would definitely agree, but I never asked her to do so. It's not because I think she's too old; otherwise, I wouldn't get an erection when I see her sleeping in the same bed. I just feel that what I would do would be harmful to my mother. Although she doesn't know, what will others think of her? So I stopped selling my mother's vaginal fluids and stopped playing any sex games. I also refused all those who wanted to rape my mother. After I went to university, everyone envied me for having such a beautiful mother, and for picking me up and dropping me off every day. There were even people claiming to be members of a "mother-rape enthusiasts' club" who tried to recruit me, trying to sell me all sorts of benefits and advantages, but I remained unmoved. I always felt indebted to my mother because the sex games I devised resulted in her getting three pregnancies and three miscarriages, leaving her physically weak. Every time I took good care of her, I was met with grateful looks, which made me feel even more ashamed. Later, we moved because there were too many people who had raped my mother and still wanted more. So we moved to the suburbs to avoid unnecessary trouble. As for my first broken promise, it was to a member of a masturbation club, but I heard it's still operating.

Recently, after my mother smelled the scent of my genitals, she started sleeping in a 69 position opposite me while I was asleep, and she would suck on my glans. I know this is a lingering effect from a past incident. Looking back, my desperate attempts to familiarize her with my semen seem a bit ridiculous. Later, I told my mother that if she did this again, I would move out. She was so scared that she cried and apologized, saying she wouldn't do it again. Seeing her like this broke my heart, since I was the one who caused it. Later, I took my mother outdoors and encouraged her to participate in more activities, hoping to help her find her focus in life. With my continuous efforts and encouragement, my mother remarried. The groom was the building manager who had a crush on her before—it really was quite a coincidence! To be honest, I was a little worried at first, but after spending time with him, I found that he also took good care of my mother. So I gradually felt at ease, and five years later, I got married. I chose to let time bury those reckless days of the past.

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