The Three Brothers' Lewd Incestuous Relationship - Chapter 27, Mother Four

We got home and rested for a while when we heard Mom open the door. I quickly told Fatty and Zhang Chang to hide in the closet. If Mom knew they were there, our good day would be ruined.
The door opened, and to my eager gaze, my mother walked in, dressed in a black business suit. I couldn't help but fantasize about having sex with her, and my penis involuntarily began to rise. Looking closely at my mother's face, although she couldn't compare to a young woman, her delicate features combined with the unique charm of a mature woman were still captivating. But why didn't my mother look too well?
"What's wrong with Mom?" I asked.
"It's nothing." There was a clear undercurrent in her answer. What on earth had happened to Mom? I couldn't help but recall a movie I'd seen a few days ago: it was about a mother being harassed by her boss, and how she was repeatedly "disciplined" by him, while her son and husband remained completely unaware. The film ended at a banquet, where the boss and the mother were having an affair in the restroom. Her husband and son were talking, and her moans mingled with their conversation, fueling my desire for a long time. Could Mom have encountered something like that too? If so, I'd definitely fire her boss! But why did I feel a strange sense of excitement?
I carefully examined my mother's clothes but found no marks. Undeterred, I persisted in pleading with her. The final answer truly shocked me: it was simply because my mother had taken a few days off to care for me when I was injured. She believed those ten-odd days should have been paid leave; she had simply taken her annual leave early. However, her company wouldn't allow it, meaning she wouldn't be paid for those days, resulting in a loss of over a thousand yuan. Sigh, I thought it was something serious!
I quickly pulled all the money out of my pocket, totaling over three thousand yuan. Since becoming Lao Zhang's godson, I've never lacked money; this was just pocket money, the majority was in my bank account. I handed the money to my mother and saw her surprised expression. I quickly explained that I was working for Lao Zhang and that this money was earned from my work.
However, my mother wasn't happy about the money. She said to me with some worry, "Xiaoyue, you shouldn't work now. Studying is the most important thing. Although your father and I don't earn much, we can manage if we're frugal..."
Seeing that my mother was about to start lecturing me again, I quickly said, "Mom, don't worry about my studies. With my abilities, getting into any university is a piece of cake. Besides, working with Boss Zhang will give me more social experience and I can learn a lot."
I said a lot of reassuring things to put my mother at ease before she happily accepted the money. My mother is a good woman, I've always thought so. She married a good-for-nothing husband, yet she never complained and remained devoted to him; her care for her son is meticulous; and she's kind and gentle to everyone, never harboring any ill intentions. Compared to that scoundrel Zhang Yongyi, or even to other ordinary people, my mother is quite simple-minded. But even if she's a good woman, so what? A thousand yuan can affect her mood. Is it meaningful to be such a good person? Having a good mother is my honor; but how can I let her be upset over a mere thousand yuan? Mom, you've been a good woman, so let your son be a bad guy, let him protect and love you.
Suddenly remembering something, Mom said to me, "Xiao Yue, you said it wouldn't affect your grades, so how are you going to do it this time...?"
She didn't finish her sentence, but I knew she was referring to my poor performance on the last exam. She didn't finish because she didn't want to bring it up and make me uncomfortable.
"Mom, I wasn't working for Boss Zhang yet when I took the last exam. And you know why I didn't do well?" I teased my mother with my eyes when I said "why." Then I hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Good Mom, I've been holding back so much these past few days. I haven't been able to concentrate on my studies. You have to let me have some fun today." I emphasized the problem of not being able to concentrate on my studies. I've been spending all my energy on the nurses at the hospital these days, and it's been so long since I've felt my mother's touch. Holding her in my arms, her body was so soft and comfortable.
"Xiao Yue, you really need to stop thinking about this kind of nonsense." Mom rolled her eyes at me. Seeing my feigned expression of being held back in pain, it must have worked that my last comment about it affecting my reading had an effect. Mom finally gave in and said, "You should wait until Mom takes a shower before you talk to me. It's so hot, I'm covered in sweat."
"Let's shower together then," I suggested.
"That won't do."
"So what? I've already seen them all." I chuckled and said.
Mom's face flushed red instantly, and she said sternly, "Xiao Yue, don't talk nonsense." However, this sternness was just a manifestation of a woman's shyness.
After much pleading and cajoling, Mom finally agreed. I triumphantly carried her into the bathroom. Mom was about to close the door when I stopped her, explaining that it was hot and it would be cooler with the door open, and there was no one else around. My real intention, however, was to give Zhang Chang and Fatty, who were hiding in the closet, a free ride. My house is tiny; the so-called bathroom is basically just a toilet, and the bedroom is even smaller. So the closet is placed in the living room, directly opposite the toilet door. If those two kids are a little clever, they should be able to see the entire toilet through the gap in the closet without being easily spotted.
Once inside the bathroom, I stood at the very back, so Mom had to stand near the door. That way, Fatty and Zhang Chang could see me very clearly. If it were the other way around, they would only be able to see my naked bottom.
I wasn't shy at all, and quickly stripped off all my clothes. Looking at my mother, although she had taken off her outer clothes, she was still wearing her bra and panties. Unfortunately, it was extremely conservative underwear: white as the main color, a bra and boxer shorts designed to cover all her private parts. This kind of underwear meant I couldn't even see the top of her thighs; it was more conservative than many swimsuits. It seems I should really explore my mother's body a bit, otherwise it would be a real waste of her good figure. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but tease her, "Mom, do you even shower wearing your bra and panties?"
My mother was too embarrassed to speak. Although I had already seen everything before, and even inserted my fingers into her most private parts, she was still very embarrassed to undress in front of her son. I couldn't let her continue to be embarrassed at this moment, otherwise, if she couldn't bear the embarrassment, she might kick me out.
So I placed my hand behind my mother's back and gently unhooked her bra. Although she was very embarrassed, she didn't stop me. I took off her bra, and her breasts sprang out. I cupped her soft, white breasts in my hands and squeezed them; they felt so good. I gently touched her two rosy nipples with my fingertips, and soon I saw them stand erect. My mother's body is so sensitive; I wondered if she was wet down there. It seems my mother has been really enduring this time while my father is away. As the saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger." It's truly unfortunate for my mother to be separated from my father at this age. I silently said to myself: "Mom, it's not that I'm heartless, making you and Dad live apart; it's just that that good-for-nothing is not good enough for you. Mom, just bear with it for a few more days, and wait for your son to come and satisfy you, to give you happiness."
After playing with her breasts for a while, and observing my mother's expression, I noticed her eyes were misty, and I sensed that her desire was beginning to ignite. I said to her, "Mom, will you take your clothes off yourself, or will your son help you?"
Mom snapped out of her lust and quickly said to me, "I can do it myself. I can do it myself." Mom bent over and pulled down her boxer shorts, revealing her dark pubic hair. Because Mom was bent over, and her legs were spread wide to take off her underwear, I figured Fatty and Zhang Chang could see Mom's labia and anus. Those two boys really got lucky. Thinking about this, I felt a pang of jealousy, as if something that should have been mine had been stolen. I had an urge to shut the door. But then I thought, my two brothers are watching now, and their mothers can't escape this fate either. Besides, I've already defiled Teacher Wang's body; how could I be selfish now? Hehe, Fatty must have felt terrible back then.
My mother saw me staring blankly at her private parts and lightly tapped my head, saying, "You little pervert, stop looking. It's not like you haven't seen it before. Go take a bath."
I snapped out of my reverie, listened to my mother's words, smiled, and said to her, "I can never get enough of looking at Mom's body."
"You're just talking nonsense." There was a hint of coquettishness in Mom's voice. It seemed she was gradually opening up. That's how women are; once they've been naked together for the first time, getting them to undress again becomes much easier. Think of how much effort it took me to undress Mom the first time; now it's so much easier. It seems this is a common trait among women; even my conservative mother isn't immune.
I turned on the tap and started taking a shower with my mom. She gradually relaxed, no longer as shy as she had at the beginning, and began talking to me more naturally. Hehe, it seems my mom is gradually getting used to this kind of relationship with me. Good thing, it gives me a better chance.
I wonder what Fatty and Zhang Chang are thinking right now. Are they planning to pin my mother down and rape her at will? A feeling of unease crept into my heart. Would they try to use the same methods we used on Aunt Qian on my mother? Fatty penetrating her vagina, Zhang Chang penetrating her anus. Would my mother be excited? Would her expression be incredibly lewd? If we used that vibrating egg we used on Aunt Qian's vagina last time, would she squirt? Strangely, at first, thinking about these things made me feel a sour, uncomfortable feeling, but the more I thought about it, the harder my penis became. And the more specific the thought, the less the sour feeling faded, and the stronger the lewd feeling became. It was as if a hidden desire was urging me to quickly put these fantasies into practice. The more I thought about them raping my mother, the more excited I became, and this excitement was different from the excitement I felt when playing with other women; it was stronger and more stimulating. Now I understand a little why Zhang Yongyi liked having his wife played with. This bittersweet, exciting, and lewd feeling was truly captivating.
"Xiao Yue, yours is so hard again. Will it be like last time?" Mom noticed the state of my penis, but she was still too embarrassed to say that word in front of me. Seeing my extremely hard penis, and remembering what happened last time, Mom was a little worried.
"It would be strange if I didn't get hard after seeing such a captivating body like yours. Your son is a normal man." For some reason, I kept bringing up the fact that I was her son while I was having sex with my mother. This feeling excited me immensely, and I could sense that my mother felt the same way. I figured that this incestuous and lewd feeling would be just as stimulating to my mother as it was to her. Sure enough, after hearing my words, my mother's hard-won composure was disrupted again. Her face flushed red, and her voice softened as she gently said to me, "Xiao Yue, I'm your mother. Don't talk nonsense."
My mother was also emphasizing our mother-son relationship. Could it be that she, like me, was also obsessed with the pleasure of incest? A feeling of debauchery suddenly filled my whole body. I squatted down and used my hands to comb through my mother's dark forest.
"Xiao Yue, what are you doing?" Mom's tone softened, and her voice became a little broken.
I ignored my mother and combed her pubic hair for a while. Then my hand gradually reached down to her crotch and felt something wet down there. I knew this wasn't bathwater; the sticky liquid felt very different from plain water.
A finger slipped into my mother's vagina, and she let out a soft "Ah!" Feeling the warmth and wetness inside, I couldn't help but think that Fatty and Zhang Chang must have heard her cry. Were they excited now? I wondered what they were fantasizing about my mother. Did the more lewd I was with her, the more lewd their thoughts would become?

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