Becoming a foreigner's bitch

The last time Mom came home was the day before she was leaving. She waved her plane ticket in front of Dad, coldly and arrogantly announcing she was flying to the US to study. Dad, furious, could only swallow his anger, watching Mom pack her suitcase and walk downstairs without looking back. Mr. Jin's car from Hong Kong was parked there.

She always looked down on my parents, a contemptuous sneer on her lips, but as she was about to get into the car, she glanced at me, a hint of pity in her eyes. After all, we were mother and son. Tears welled up in my eyes, and Mom's eyes were also red. She held back her tears and said, "Xiao Tao, be good, wait for Mom to come back for you." Then she resolutely got into the car and never looked back.

Six months later, Mom sent a letter from the US—a notarized divorce notice from the Chinese embassy. Perhaps fearing too much entanglement in a divorce in China, Mom only filed for divorce after arriving in the US. Dad had no grounds to argue and could only accept the fact, accept this dismal marriage. After that, my father became even more depressed, losing his job as a salesman. He spent his days either drinking heavily or sleeping excessively. I was forced to move back to my grandparents' village in Wenzhou. It's said that Mr. Jin was soon found to have financial problems, was prosecuted for smuggling, lost his job, and was sent back to Hong Kong, living on social welfare. He was very lonely, and my mother never contacted him again. He probably knew he was just a stepping stone for women to go abroad.

So I lived in Wenzhou until two years later, when I received news that my mother had remarried. By then, she had US residency and wrote to say she wanted to bring me over. I was twelve then, and my mother was just 34. When I got off the plane at the New York airport and saw my 34-year-old mother, she was even more beautiful. Mr. Jin was right; my mother is the kind of woman who only becomes more mature and beautiful with age. That day, she wore a beautiful dress and stood at the airport, smiling as she waited for me. Although I knew she had cheated on me, knew she was materialistic and promiscuous, and knew how heartless she was to my father, she was still my mother, and I was still young. Seeing her always made me happy. But as I was looking for my stepfather, I noticed that instead of the Chinese restaurant owner, a tall, strong American stood beside my mother. Wait, my mother's letter clearly stated that she married a Chinese restaurant owner; how could he be white?

"Xiao Tao! You've grown so much! Come here, this is Uncle Jack." With my mother's introduction, I saw the burly American standing next to her. Good heavens! He was a white American in his forties, at least two heads taller than my 1.62-meter-tall mother. The white man, at least 185 cm tall, had blond hair and a muscular, bronze physique. His strong arms were covered in tattoos, making him look intimidating. The man extended his large, hairy hand to shake mine. Wow, that blond hand—a true Western man! He easily carried two bags of luggage into his luxurious European-style car. I was too tired from the flight and dozed off.

He took my mother and me to a small villa and then left. The house had everything: a large TV, a high-end DVD player, and all kinds of desserts. My mother was overjoyed, feeding me all sorts of things. My mother and I spent a happy week like this. I really didn't know how my mother managed to get such a wonderful villa.

One night a week later, I was awakened from my sleep by the sound of a door opening and noisy groans. I thought a thief had broken in. I got out of bed and quietly opened the door. The lights in the living room were bright; there was no thief at all. Then the American named Jack arrived, his face flushed, accompanied by another man, a similarly strong white man. They both seemed a little drunk. Once inside, Mom brought out whiskey to serve them. Jack spoke to Mom in English, and after a moment's hesitation, Mom went inside, her face still red. Soon after, Mom emerged from the house. However, she crawled out on all fours! She was wearing nothing but a thong that barely covered her plump vulva! Even more incredibly, a dog leash clung to her beautiful neck. Seeing this astonishing scene, I quietly hid behind my door. Because my small room was very close to the central hall, my view was crystal clear. As soon as Mom emerged, her beautiful, dazzling, snow-white body immediately captivated the foreigners, who swarmed around her, touching her. My mother lay on the floor, moaning and trembling softly. Jack shook the thin chain around her beautiful neck, and she obediently climbed onto the coffee table, lying on her back and automatically spreading her legs into an M shape. The two foreign men, as if they had found a treasure, pulled open her meager thong, their hairy hands groping her body inside and out, their wet lips and tongues tracing every inch of her skin. My mother's sensitive body responded intensely. I saw a white man's fingers licking a thin stream of clear love fluid between her legs. My mother's toes were tightly clenched together as she passionately kissed Jack.

"Ha...ah...ah...oh..." My mother's pleasurable moans grew louder and more unbearable. I couldn't help but look up again. Jack's friend was buried in my mother's exposed genitals, making loud, smacking noises as he ate her. Her two straight, smooth legs were already lifted into the air, her snow-white, alluring body bouncing like a fish. The two foreigners, while humiliating her, were also taking off their own clothes. Wow! Their penises were all monstrously thick and long, with a ferocious appearance. They were more than twice the size of that Mr. Jin's!

Then Jack joined his friends in raping Mom. Mom's moans of orgasm grew louder and louder. Jack easily lifted Mom up like a chick, grabbed her legs, and held her in mid-air while fucking her. In the arms of that tall, white man, the beautiful, lovely Mom looked as small as a toy doll. After a few minutes, Jack passed her to the next person in the same position, playing a lewd sex game. However, there was only one female protagonist—Mom, a beautiful mature Chinese woman—while there were two male protagonists. Each of their penises was erect, their engorged shafts and glans glistening red from Mom's vaginal fluid. Each time their penises were pulled out of Mom's vagina, there was a "pop!" sound as they were pulled out.

The image of my poor mother's genitals tightly intertwined with each of her enormous intestines was clearly displayed before my eyes. Her thigh and buttock muscles were constantly straining; her vagina, which drove men to ecstasy, was undoubtedly gripping the massive member inside. No wonder every man who played with her ravaged her with all his might; none wanted to ejaculate first. This was an unfair struggle. They took turns fucking my mother, giving her ample time to delay her climax, while my poor, beautiful mother couldn't rest. All she could do was desperately cling to the men's broad backs, twisting her snow-white buttocks and slender waist to meet their thrusts.

Seeing this humiliating scene, I cried in my heart. My mother hadn't married in America. This wanton woman, for money and a house, had become a private prostitute for an American, offering her voluptuous, white body for his and his friends' amusement. Looking at my mother's wanton state, my heart ached.

After watching for a while, the two white men roughly threw my mother onto the sofa, making her turn over and crawl like a dog in front of them. One of them raised his powerful rifle, ready to attack the fertile soil of the beautiful Chinese woman. The mother's face was flushed, her breath coming in short gasps, obediently and gently arching her back like a bitch, her mature, pink vulva awaiting the American's thrusts.

The white man plunged his penis in, fucking her like a cannon, his large penis penetrating her uterus with each thrust. With each thrust, the mother arched her head, letting out a delicate, melodious moan, making the man's pleasure grow stronger.

The American then grabbed the mother's hair with one hand, lifting her head like a horse, while his other hand slapped her plump buttocks repeatedly, thrusting forcefully into her uterus. The sounds of slapping, the American's cowboy shouts, and the mother's intoxicated moans created a perverse, frenzied, and shameful scene of a Western cowboy.

“Haha, ride this Chinese mare bitchlikehorse, ben!! Look at her face, she's loving very minute of it! Telus, Chinadol, how's a big white cock feel to anasian cock?” (Haha, come ride this Chinese mare! Look at her face, she's enjoying it so much! Chinese slut, tell us, how does our huge white cock feel?) “Ahh, oooh, ahh, I like very much your cock in me!” Mom said shamelessly. Later, when I learned English, I finally understood what my mother was saying. She was willing to utter such shameless words, disgracing Chinese women, just to please her masters. Mom was panting heavily, her moans growing louder and louder, almost like sobs… The man named Ben seemed to enjoy the sight of this beautiful Chinese woman being raped until she couldn't breathe. Watching her face contorted with a seductive shame, he seemed to relish the poignant beauty and shame she was experiencing. He pulled back his hips, revealing his engorged, thick, white penis, glistening with a few drops of clear fluid. He withdrew it from Mom's wet, sweet orifice and shoved the trembling head into her mouth: “Get on your knees and suck my cock, you yellow slut!” “Mmm… mmm…” Mom obediently knelt gracefully beneath the white man, ready to serve his magnificent American penis. She shyly tilted her head back, her almond-shaped eyes gazing at him with exquisite beauty. First, she licked her cherry-like lips incessantly, then lowered her eyelids and slowly opened her mouth to suckle… Her licking was gentle and delicate, her fair hands guiding the white man's thick, intimidating, veiny penis, making the American moan with pleasure, “Ohh…this Chinese slut is born to suck cock…her mouth feels so good!” Hearing the praise, the mother moved her head up and down even more vigorously, sucking and releasing. His already erect penis now appeared even larger and stood even higher, glistening with saliva. As the mother's mouth moved up and down, the marks of the glans could be seen on her tightly sucking cheeks.

Ben murmured contentedly, enjoying the sounds of his mother's saliva as she performed oral sex on him.

Clearly, watching his white penis move in and out of a voluptuous Chinese woman's mouth was incredibly stimulating and possessive. Incredibly, my own penis, caught up in the commotion, slowly began to rise... At that moment, Jack, waiting impatiently, wrapped his mother's hands around her back and tightly bound her slender wrists with the dog leash around her neck. His mother's humiliating posture exuded the sensuality of a vulnerable Eastern woman. It was a truly bizarre sight: a plump Chinese woman, firmly bound by a dog leash, was diligently offering herself to an impossibly large white man, solely to bring him pleasure.

And there was another man waiting to use his American cock to ravage this Chinese sex doll.

Soon, the man named Ben ejaculated, collapsing onto the sofa, panting heavily. But his mother didn't stop there. Czech gave his mother almost no time to catch her breath before shoving his American cannon into her violated cherry-like mouth. Her rough action startled her slightly, but she quickly resumed her sexual service. To help him ejaculate, the wanton mother began to suck his glans with even greater effort. With each suck and release, his penis grew harder. Czech lasted longer than his friend. No matter how hard his mother rocked her head back and forth, she couldn't satisfy the American's lust. After about twenty minutes of relentless thrusting of his enormous penis into his mother's mouth, he finally looked like he was about to ejaculate. Czech roared, "Eat my fucking cum, Chinawhere!" He gripped his mother's dark, shiny hair tightly. I thought he would take his huge penis out of my mother's mouth, but instead, he unceremoniously ejaculated into her mouth!

My poor, beautiful mother, treated like a plaything, could only be wantonly toyed with by this wealthy foreigner. She choked on the thick semen, tears streaming down her face. But there was nothing she could do; her head was tightly gripped, preventing her from spitting it out, and her hands were tied behind her back, preventing her from pushing him away. That damned white man's semen was so plentiful that it overflowed before my mother could even swallow it all. The viscous semen flowed down her chin, onto her breasts, and down her pubic hair.

The American ejaculated for a full minute before finally stopping, then pulled his penis out of my mother's mouth. As soon as his glans was withdrawn, several drops of semen dripped onto her beautiful face. He then smeared his penis on my mother's face and her soft breasts, making her skin glisten as if she had applied a moisturizing cream. Then, Mom put the penis in her mouth, sucking the semen off it, making a slurping sound. She slowly stuck out her tongue, licking his still-throbbing penis clean, and even swallowed it.

Mom's face was covered in tears and semen, yet she still raised her head and shamelessly smiled at the man, as if thanking him for the defilement of her body.

After unleashing Mom's dog leash, the man plopped down on the sofa, pointing to his still-erect penis, indicating that Mom should clean him and his friend. Mom carefully wiped their bodies clean with a hot towel and dressed them. Ben, the friend, patted his mother's plump, white buttocks with satisfaction, praising her to the Czech man: "You lucky bastard! Where did you find such a beautiful, obedient Asian meat? I bet you fill her with your semen every night." After saying this, the two of them burst into laughter. Clearly, in their eyes, his mother was nothing more than a Chinese urinal for their white lust! His mother's white master threw a few banknotes on the table and walked away with his friend. But Mom, shameless, swayed her big white breasts and fat buttocks and laughed as she saw them out the door.

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