Keeping a secret is really hard

I don't know how many people here have actually done that, but I have. I don't want this secret to rot. There are many women who play around, but I think I've reached a real level.

I've been with six women so far, only two of them were prostitutes, and the other four were all respectable women. One of them was my mother. Friends who have actually done it or want to can come and see, Xiaohe too.

The first time I saw a woman's body was when I was in junior high school. That afternoon during PE class, I wasn't wearing my sneakers, and the teacher told me to go home and change. When I got to the alley entrance, I saw my mother ride her bike into the team dormitory gate, with her colleague, Xiao Miao, following not far behind.

I didn't pay attention, but when I got downstairs, I only saw my mother's bicycle. Xiao Miao's bike wasn't there. It seems that guy is indeed a master at playing around with women; my mother was just one of his prey.

My house is on the second floor, and I felt something was wrong as soon as I walked in. My parents' bedroom door was closed, but I could hear her and Xiao Miao's voices. Their voices were definitely not normal. I saw everything through the crack in the door. My mother had her head buried in his chest, and Xiao Miao was unbuckling her belt, looking incredibly smug.

My legs went weak. I was furious, but instead of screaming, I felt a strange excitement. It was inexplicable.

Xiao Miao unzipped my mother's pants, which slid down to the floor, revealing her white buttocks and thighs. Xiao Miao's hands began to caress and pinch them. My mother let out muffled moans in his arms. My legs went weak, and I knelt on the floor. The opening was even wider, and I couldn't control my eyes.

He put my mother on the bed and started taking off his clothes. My mother was curled up there, naked from the waist down, seemingly at his mercy. Xiao Miao stripped naked, pressed himself against my mother, and penetrated her, thrusting in and out while removing her top and bra, all the while sucking her tongue.

My mother was pressed deeply into the pillow by him, only a few strands of hair showing. The muffled sounds of their tongues entwining, their two overlapping, writhing bodies made my legs tremble so much I couldn't stand up. Later, when I was with my mother, it was the same process, and I kept thinking of him. Even when I patted my mother's buttocks afterward, it was a carbon copy of his. He was with my mother on the bed for almost an hour before letting her go.

He slowly pulled out, his penis already drooping, a few drops of semen dripping onto my mother's thigh. He sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, and leisurely played with my mother's plump, white body with one hand. My mother didn't move, letting him touch her.

He asked my mother to get up and get a drink, but she didn't move. He slapped her round buttocks with his hand, and my mother twisted her body a few times, giggling coquettishly.

I climbed out and sat on the third-floor stairs, feeling both jealous and angry, but my penis was so hard that even sitting down made my buttocks ache, and the glans had soaked my underwear.

He stayed inside until almost 4 PM before coming out. I don't know how he abused my mom inside. My dad was out driving for two more days and I didn't go to school that afternoon, but he still came. Every time, he stayed until almost 4 PM.

I squatted at the alley entrance, watching him and my mom go in together, and then he came out alone, looking both satisfied and tired, riding his bike away unsteadily. I knew that my mom had already been groped by him and was lying naked on the bed at home. When I got home that night, I almost didn't dare look at my mom, but she acted as usual.

The third day, when I came home from school, I saw that my dad had already returned from his trip. I looked at my mom's expression, but I couldn't tell anything. That night, while I was thinking about this, Xiao Miao actually came. He and my dad acted like brothers, and my mom was actually smiling happily beside him.

But my dad knew nothing. I was in my room listening to a man chatting with another man who had been cuckolded. Xiao Miao asked my dad with a grin, "Did you do anything to betray your sister-in-law?"

My dad said, "How could I dare? I'm not as capable as you."

Xiao Miao laughed. Hearing that laughter, I felt both angry and excited. In this strange feeling, my penis became hard again. That night, I started masturbating. I've been masturbating for almost two years now, and the content is always the same—the scene I witnessed that day, over and over again.

When I was in my second year of high school, I met a friend who was almost 30 and had a particular fondness for women. He took me to a prostitute for the first time. She was from Jilin. I discovered I had a knack for having sex with women. It was my first time having sex with a woman, and she was a prostitute. I actually made her convulse. My friend was stunned.

Later, I got to know that woman better. She asked me what kind of woman I liked best, and I asked her to find me a woman who was almost 40. She laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to like that."

The next day, I slept with a woman from Jilin who was almost 40. She told me to call her Sister Lan. After that, I didn't look for any other prostitutes; I only went to her.

Actually, the day before I slept with my mother, I had just been with Sister Lan. But while I was with her, she said something like, "If I were your mother, I'd be old enough, why don't you sleep with your mother?" That made me ejaculate almost immediately.

When I got home, I stared at my mother's body. The way Xiao Miao had stripped her naked two years ago was almost exactly like Sister Lan's plump waist. The two naked bodies swayed in front of me for a whole day and night, so the next night was destined to be the end of my mother's life as a mother. It was

already past eight o'clock after dinner. My mother was washing her feet in the living room. I finally came out of my room and stood behind her. Suddenly, I touched her head. My mother turned around, startled, and asked me what I was doing.

My breathing became heavy, and I touched my mother's face again. My mother looked at me, startled, and stood up, asking what I was doing. I said, "I saw you with Xiao Miao."

My mother's face immediately turned pale, and her voice began to tremble. She asked what I was doing, and I said, "I'll do it, you come with me."

My mother's eyes widened in shock. Before she could say anything, I hugged her. My mother screamed, flailed her arms wildly, broke free, knocked over a basin, and ran into her bedroom. I immediately followed. My mother tried to close the door, but I squeezed in and forced her to the bedside like a rabbit. I grabbed her again and started pulling down her pants.

My mother gripped her belt tightly. Perhaps it was too sudden; she quickly lost her strength. At first, she screamed and cursed, but when I pulled her pants down, she began to beg for mercy. I pulled hard, and she fell onto the bed. Her legs kicked wildly, and I pulled her pants off like taking off socks. My mother screamed, covered her genitals with her hands, rolled over, and her round, white buttocks turned around. She crawled to the other side of the bed. I wasn't going to let her go.

I started taking off my own clothes. My mother turned around and saw that I had taken off my pants. My erect penis sprang out, and she screamed again in fright. She crawled to the corner of the bed and curled up into a ball. Her scream spurred me on. I immediately climbed on top of her and pinned her down.

My mother's face was deathly pale, her hands were weak as she tried to push me away, and she desperately tried to keep her legs together. I spread them apart with my legs, and my penis pressed against her labia, hairy and fleshy. I hugged my mother and kissed her face haphazardly, but she dodged away from me.

My glans began searching for her vaginal opening. My mother was already in despair, pushing wildly with her hands, but to no avail. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if she didn't recognize me.

Then, my glans touched her vaginal opening and went in a little. My mother's whole body shuddered immediately. I pressed my hips down, and my penis went in. My mother's body stiffened instantly, she stopped resisting, her eyes turned blue, and she vomited.

I moved her away a little and began thrusting. With each thrust, my mother's head bobbed, making gurgling sounds in her throat. Then she vomited a few more times, the vomit covering her face, and my neck and chest as well, but I didn't feel a thing.

The sensation of my penis inside my mother's vagina was incredibly intense. My buttocks twitched rapidly, and before I could even fully savor this woman's body, I ejaculated.

Never before had it been so fast. The instant my semen gushed out, my mother's body convulsed. I let out a long breath, panting, and looked down to see that her vomit had smeared her hair all over her face. I released her and pulled my penis out. My mother

lay there with her legs spread wide, staring blankly at the ceiling. After a while, I kicked her leg, and she got up, too afraid to look at me. She covered her genitals with one hand and got out of bed, naked, frantically searching for clothes. She found her pants by the sandpit, but trembling, she couldn't put them on for a long time.

My mother went into the bathroom. I got out of bed and returned to my room, my mind a complete blank. After a while, I heard my mother leave.

She didn't come back the next day either. I was a little worried that something might have gone wrong, so I called my mom's workplace. As soon as she heard my voice, she hung up, and I felt relieved. It seemed like nothing bad had happened, so I washed the sheets. I wanted to wait for her to come back so we could have some peace and quiet, but she didn't. Two days later, I found out that my mom had moved to my cousin's house. It seemed she was avoiding me.

She didn't come back until my dad returned from his trip. I saw them coming back together from the balcony, and I got nervous, afraid she had told him. I immediately hid on the third-floor corner.

But I heard my dad open the door without any problems. He's a short-tempered person; if he knew, he wouldn't have opened the door like that.

I felt a little relieved and went downstairs. His expression reassured me even more. I glanced at my mom, and she immediately looked away. I was completely relieved.

My mom started avoiding me. Whenever we were alone together, she would immediately leave. When my dad was out on his trip, she would hide at my cousin's house and only come back with him. My cousin runs a shop, and she's happy to have someone watch the house for her, but I'm miserable.

Two months later, my scrotum was swollen with semen. I went to see Sister Lan. I knew her body intimately, and although I'd been holding back for a long time, I didn't immediately touch her. I wanted to use this full load of semen on my mother.

I talked to Sister Lan, telling her I'd hooked up with a woman, a married woman, but she wanted to end things. What should I do?

Sister Lan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever. If she's a woman who hasn't been with men, you've got your eye on her. Once you've had her, she can't run away. Just have her a few more times, and she'll give up on the idea of ending things. A woman, once you've destroyed her sense of shame, once she's given up, she's yours to play with. If you get her pregnant, she's your woman, and you can't get rid of her."

I didn't touch Sister Lan. I turned and went straight to my cousin's house. I waited for two days. In the afternoon, everyone in my cousin's family went out, and I cornered my mother alone.

I knew something was wrong the moment my mom opened the door, so I squeezed in. This time, she was like a lioness; she fought me fiercely, and several times I pinned her down but she got back up. I stopped, and she leaned against the wall, her hair disheveled, her full breasts heaving.

Before she could curse, I whispered, "I think I should go find Xiao Miao."

My mom slumped down to the floor against the wall, and I told her to come home with me. She was as docile as a lamb, and I practically ecstatically pulled her out the door.

In the taxi, I couldn't resist pulling my mom into my arms and rubbing her. The driver said from the front, "Young man, you have good teeth, eating old grass, huh?"

My mom was so embarrassed she couldn't lift her head. Back at the fleet compound, I told my mom to walk ahead, and I followed. I had to hunch over slightly and take small steps because my pants were bulging like a tent.

As we went upstairs, a woman from the fourth floor came down and greeted my mom, but she didn't even look up and just walked past. The woman looked at my mom with surprise, but I pretended not to see her.

As soon as I entered, I immediately closed the door and drew the curtains. My mother, seeing this, knew what was about to happen. She sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the frame tightly like a lamb to the slaughter.

I told her to take off her clothes, but she didn't move. I took off my own clothes and walked up to her, my erect penis pointing at her face. My mother's hands gripped the bed frame so tightly her knuckles were white, as if she could escape by holding onto it.

I touched the head of my penis to my mother's mouth, and she immediately turned her face away. I laughed, remembering what Sister Lan had said. I pushed her, and my mother fell backward onto the bed. I started to undo her belt. My mother trembled and reached out to grab my hand. Wherever my hand went, her hand followed, but what was the use? As her bra was finally removed, my mother lay naked on my bed.

I didn't press down immediately. I watched her for nearly ten minutes. The longer I watched, the more uneasy my mother became. Her body slowly curled up, and she involuntarily covered her breasts and genitals with her hands. I gently removed her hands, and my mother covered her face with her hands.

I sat down next to her and began to roam over her body. Her whole body began to tremble slightly. My hands touched her soft breasts and pinched her nipples. The dark brown nipples hardened and stood erect in a moment.

After kneading for a while, my hands moved down her plump belly to her genitals. As soon as I touched her pubic hair, my mother immediately closed her legs together. I spread her legs apart and touched her labia for a while. My mother began to breathe rapidly. I used my fingers to part her labia and began to pinch her clitoris, which is a woman's most sensitive spot.

My mother finally couldn't take it anymore. Her body began to twist, and she nervously closed her legs together, but I made her open them again. I continued to pinch, and her vaginal opening began to get wet. I put my fingers inside her vagina and touched it; it got even wetter.

I laughed and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to? Why are you wet?"

My mother's face, which had been deathly pale, was now flushed red.

I leaned down, hugged her, and said, "You're my woman now. You already have my insides. If we're together, no one will know."

She closed her eyes and remained silent. I started kissing my mother. She was still somewhat reluctant, but finally stopped resisting and took my tongue in her mouth. I pressed down on her.

This time it was real intercourse. We made love three times. My mother became more and more comfortable. After more than two hours, I ejaculated all the semen I had been holding back for more than two months into my woman's uterus.

I let out a long breath, lay on my mother's plump body for a while, rolled over, and pulled my penis out. As the glans left the vaginal opening, a strand of semen and vaginal fluid trailed down her thighs and the sheets.

My mother stopped moaning, her eyes watery, and her fleshy body relaxed. When she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and buried her head in my chest.

My mom is fair-skinned and plump, with large breasts and a big bottom. Although her waist is a bit thick, it still has a guitar-like shape when she lies on her side. I lay comfortably with her naked, slightly overweight body in my arms, touching this voluptuous trophy, feeling extremely proud.

This was a completely different feeling from being with Lan Jie and the others. We lingered until dark. My mom got up, dressed, and went to buy cooked food. When she came back, she brought two boxes of birth control pills.

Her uterus is retroverted, so she can't use an IUD. Usually, when she's with my dad, she makes him wear a condom, but now that she's with me, she has to take birth control pills.

That night, I held my mom and slept soundly.

The next afternoon, my dad came back from his trip. He's a real scatterbrain; he comes home, drinks, and sleeps. He has no idea what happened.

I wasn't home when he came in. When I came back from vocational school, I was momentarily stunned when I saw him, but I immediately walked past him. We didn't talk much to begin with.

In that short time between the door and my room, a surge of excitement washed over me—the excitement of possessing someone else's.

I immediately became erect, and had to use my hand to straighten my penis; otherwise, my pants would have been too uncomfortable, making it throb uncomfortably. It was thick and warm, pulsating against my lower abdomen.

I thought that after Xiao Miao had slept with my mother, she often came to chat with my father; perhaps it was this feeling—facing a man she had cheated on, listening to my parents talking in the living room. Immediately, my mother's white body flashed before my eyes, and I could feel her body heat. My penis felt as if it were being gripped by her vagina again, and my glans became wet.

But at the dinner table, I clearly sensed a difference in my mother's mood compared to mine. She neither looked at me nor my father, like a thief caught in the act. As soon as she finished eating, she disappeared into the kitchen and wouldn't come out.

But my father couldn't wait. It was only a little past eight, and he dragged her into the bedroom. I was very unhappy; I knew my mother must be conflicted.

A little over a month later, we encountered a dangerous situation. That noon, my dad was supposed to be out driving, but after he left, I couldn't resist and pulled my mom into bed with me.

Afterwards, I was still unsatisfied and wanted to hold her and sleep for a while. After lying there for a bit, she remembered there was something on the stove in the kitchen, so she quickly put on a nightgown and went to the kitchen. Just then, my dad returned, bringing an air conditioner repairman with him. Apparently, he'd found a cheap repairman and switched shifts.

Just two minutes before, my mom was lying naked on my bed. I didn't dare make a sound. I should be at vocational school right now. I was lying naked under the covers, with my mom's underwear underneath me.

Luckily, the repairman said the air conditioner needed a part replaced, so my dad went with him to buy it.

As soon as they left, I jumped up. I looked at my mom; she was pale-faced, leaning against the kitchen door. Even though my heart was pounding, I didn't want my woman to be afraid of me. I pretended not to care and threw her underwear at her. My mom took it and went into the bathroom like a ghost. I rushed back to school.

From then on, I clearly sensed that my mom was considering ending things.

One noon, I was playing in the dispatch room when I overheard the dispatcher telling the team leader that my dad wanted to do short-distance driving. I immediately knew it was my mom's idea, and anger flared up. I felt this woman hadn't given in yet. I remembered what Sister Lan had said: it seems women need women to control them, but I didn't dare do anything rashly.

My dad started short-distance driving and was home almost every day. My mom seemed to have regained her confidence. Just after the Spring Festival, good news came: construction started in Xiamen, and they needed to transfer drivers there, with a one-year rotation system, and all short-distance drivers had to go.

This might not be good news for my mom, but the more I knew she didn't want to, the more I wanted to possess her, to make her submit to me again.

I'd been holding back for almost three months, but I hadn't gone to see Sister Lan again. I just kept staring at my mom's body.

In early April, my dad was finally leaving. As my mom was packing, I pinched her butt, and I saw fear and helplessness in her eyes.

Actually, it wasn't that I hadn't had opportunities before, but I needed a calm time to properly deal with this changed woman. The day my dad left, I kept smiling during my internship, which my classmates found strange, but I knew what was going to happen tonight.

That night, when my mom and I were in bed together, she seemed unaccustomed to me after three months, and I didn't seem very excited either, even though I knew this year was mine to take care of.

The next night, while we were making love, the phone rang. It was my dad calling. My mom, naked, crawled out of bed to answer the phone. Hearing another man's voice on the receiver, I immediately became excited—a long-lost excitement. As soon as my mom hung up, I pushed her down.

After we made love once, I pulled her up and made her bend over. I penetrated her from behind again, thrusting in and out while playing with my mother's breasts and belly, which had become even softer from bending over. Touching my mother's protruding belly, I suddenly wanted her to get pregnant with my child.

The next day, I went to the pharmacy near the entrance and bought some expired birth control pills from the owner. When I got home, I switched my mother's pills, and she's still completely unaware of this.

I calculated my mother's ovulation period, and during those days, I placed a pillow under her buttocks so that I could penetrate as deeply as possible. My glans touched my mother's cervix. She gritted her teeth to keep from screaming, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her face flushed red, and her vagina contracted like a small hand. The moment my semen sprayed into her uterus, her body stiffened, arching like a drawn bow, and she desperately managed to let out a groan from her throat.

But she was still afraid of getting pregnant. As soon as I let go of her, ignoring the semen flowing from her vagina down her thighs, she quickly got out of bed naked as usual to take the pill. But the orgasm had dulled her senses; she didn't notice anything wrong with the pill.

My dad had only been gone a month, and my mom was pregnant.

During the May Day holiday, I indulged in my mom's body. On the morning of the 6th, when she came back from buying breakfast, her face was deathly pale. It turned out that the fumes from the breakfast stall had made her vomit.

My mom, being experienced, knew something was wrong and bought a pregnancy test on the way. A few minutes later, she collapsed on the bathroom floor, crying and cursing the fake medicine for harming people. I couldn't be happy either.

My mom told me that the transportation team was a medical unit and also a family planning unit. To get an abortion at an outside hospital, you needed a certificate from the medical office, but everyone knew my dad had gone to Xiamen.

My mom was afraid of dying; she dared not go to an unlicensed doctor. The excitement of my conception gradually faded, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.

My mom's pregnancy was starting to show in three months, and she was terribly panicked. To be honest, I felt things were going to get really bad.

Just then, my uncle was hospitalized with gastritis. My mom, already desperate, called my dad and told him my uncle was critically ill and needed to come back immediately.

Women are actually quite clever. My dad and uncle had a good relationship, so he came back without even calling to verify. When he got back, he only thought my mom might be overreacting, but he was still in a good mood. Actually, he'd been quite pent up in Xiamen for three days, spending three nights with my mom, who intentionally didn't let him use a condom.

To be honest, I really admired that idea. A week after my dad left, my mom went to the clinic to get a note. The woman at the clinic was quite perceptive; she noticed something.

That evening, when she brought the note to my mom, I overheard her deliberately saying to her at the door, "You seem to have really gained weight lately; you look like you've been pregnant for several months already." My mom could only casually admit she'd gained weight.

With the note, we were all relieved. That night, for the first time, I found pregnant women quite alluring. I stripped my mom naked and we had sex. She was over three months pregnant; her breasts were already swollen, her nipples were erect, her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and her buttocks were rounder. I released all the pent-up frustration of the

past three months. The next day, I accompanied my mom to the hospital, only to learn that there was more bad news waiting. My mom's uterus was retroverted, and the hospital was worried about incomplete removal of the fetus. They told her to wait five or six months until the fetus was larger and in the middle of the uterus before inducing labor with oxytocin. Otherwise, any remaining tissue could easily become cancerous. My mom was actually quite afraid of dying, so she immediately agreed.

Days passed, and the weather grew hotter. My mother's belly grew bigger and bigger. At first, she tried to bind her belly with cloth, but how could the people in the convoy hide it from her? They all started gossiping. Women would often walk by and smile at my mother, saying, "Oh, you've gotten fatter!"

My mother could only reply, "Yes, I've gotten fatter again."

When she was more than four months pregnant, my mother's breasts were large, her nipples were erect, and her areolas were bulging. Her waist also thickened, and her belly grew bigger and bigger. My mother was already plump, and her skin was fair. In August, when it got really hot, my mother could no longer cover her belly. After hearing so much gossip, my mother made up her mind and went out one morning without binding her belly.

The moment she stepped out, her protruding belly became the center of attention, and I was a little scared, but my mother pretended not to see it. I thought to myself, Sister Lan was right, when a woman gives up, she can be quite shameless.

At lunchtime, while queuing in the cafeteria, my mother stood at the back of the line with her belly protruding; she was definitely pregnant.

People in the transportation department love to gossip, and everyone said my mother was definitely carrying an illegitimate child, but no one would ever suspect it was mine.

One day at the cafeteria, while my mother was queuing, people passing by would glance at her belly. Someone leaned on the table and shouted, "Red eggs are served!" My mother pretended not to hear.

Her breasts were very swollen, and she wasn't wearing a bra; it was summer, and she was wearing thin clothes. I saw a man next to me staring at my mother's breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed.

These days, I've had my fill of the tastes of pregnant women; my mother's protruding belly means I can only have her from behind.

I had my mom bend over as much as possible so I could penetrate deeper. My glans frequently touched the cervix, which is closed in pregnant women, like the tip of a nose, making my glans itch.

Finally, we reached 24 weeks. My mom's belly was swollen like a drum. She went to the hospital to schedule the surgery and had some tests done first.

I waited outside and heard the doctor say, "The fetus is developing well; it's a pity to abort." Then they listened to the fetal heartbeat with a megaphone. I heard my own baby's heartbeat. After the ultrasound, I saw the appointment slip.

It had my mom's name on it: 38 years old, enlarged uterus, 24 weeks pregnant, singleton, right-sided.

The surgery started in the afternoon. They used oxytocin, and my mom's breasts were swollen and milk was coming in.

The doctor said that after the surgery, she could use medication to stop lactation.

I didn't want that. Now my mom was completely my woman, completely obedient to me. When the doctor came back and learned that my mom only wanted medication and not to stop lactation yet, she was so surprised she almost dropped her glasses.

After the doctor left, I reached inside my mother's clothes, grasped her breast, and shook it. It was heavy. My mother pushed my hand away, and the nurse saw it and quickly turned her head away. Until the end, neither the doctor nor the nurse asked about my relationship with my mother.

A month later, I resumed sexual activity with my mother. Often, during intercourse, we would hold each other too tightly, causing milk to be expressed.

I would suckle my mother's breasts empty morning and night, but at lunchtime, while I was at the vocational school, my mother's breasts would become swollen like a cow's. She was afraid to sit or touch the table, and milk would overflow even when she walked. Sometimes her chest would be wet, so my mother had to secretly go to the bathroom to express the milk. Sometimes other women would see this, and no one would say anything, but there would be gossip afterwards.

Several men started to linger around my mother. Two weeks before my father returned, I had my mother use medication to stop lactation, but her breasts had grown considerably larger. As soon

as my father returned, he heard the rumors that my mother had become pregnant with an illegitimate child while he was away.

One day, he locked the door and argued with my mother. When he asked what had happened, I heard my mother crying and cursing, saying, "You didn't wear a condom those few days, of course it's yours."

He had no choice but to quietly ask me if anyone had come to the house. I naturally said I didn't know. He was even more confused when he heard I didn't know. He followed my mother for a few days but found nothing, so he gave up, though he changed to shorter trips.

After almost a month of holding back, I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I bought a bottle of sleeping pills and had my mother put four in his drink; the effect was a bit slow. After drinking, he pulled my mother into the bedroom as usual and told me to sleep. How could I sleep?

I peeked through the crack in the door. Unlike usual, this time he didn't wear a condom, but he was definitely impotent. He stripped my mother naked, intending to do it from behind, and told my mother to stick her buttocks up. But his penis wasn't fully erect; it was thicker, but it tilted downwards, unlike mine and Xiao Miao's, which were pointed upwards.

He first played with my mother's breasts, then rubbed her genitals, trying to get her wet so he could penetrate her more easily. But it didn't get wet for a long time. He got angry and cursed at my mother, "Your breasts are like balls! You still say you've never been pregnant with a bastard? Did you give birth to one? I'll fuck you

to death!" My mother bent over and didn't say a word, but his thing wouldn't work. He rubbed it for a while longer, then smeared some saliva on his penis and used his hand to stimulate my mother's genitals. Finally, it got wet, but he still couldn't penetrate. He spread my mother's buttocks apart with his hands, supported his penis with one hand, aimed, and thrust. Finally, it went in, and he started thrusting. But less than ten minutes later, he stiffened and ejaculated.

The drug gradually took effect, and he got tired. He collapsed onto the pillow and fell asleep. After he started snoring, my mother took a nightgown and came out naked, intending to come to my room as I had asked her to do. When she saw me standing outside the door, she was startled, her ball-like breasts swaying in front of her chest.

I was already hard, and when I touched my mom's genitals, they were still wet. I didn't bother letting her wipe them off; I picked her up, took her to my room, threw her on the bed, and pressed myself against her.

That was my first time having anal sex, and it felt completely different. My mom's pubic hair was wet, and my glans slid in easily at the vaginal opening. The inside of her vagina was also much slipperier than when we were alone. I held my mom's waist tightly with one hand and used the other to cushion her buttocks, inserting deep inside. After a few thrusts, my glans touched something wet. I thrust again, and it was over. The wet thing was pulled away, making the inside even slipperier.

I wasn't satisfied, so I pulled my mom's thighs closer to my waist and inserted even deeper. After thrusting for about ten minutes, my mom reacted, biting her lower lip. I held my mom's fleshy waist tightly and increased the speed of my thrusts. My mom started panting.

I moved my hand under my mother's buttocks again, lifted it slightly, and then thrust it in as deep as possible. The head of my penis touched her cervix. This time, I went in even deeper, the cervix like a small mouth enveloping the tip of my penis at the urethral opening.

I thrust a few times, and my mother made a sound, afraid my father would hear, she held it in her throat, her hands gripping the sheets. I knew she was close, so I increased my thrusting.

My mother was panting heavily, suppressing her moans, her buttocks lifting up on their own, her body arching, her breasts swelling, her nipples hard and erect, her areolas protruding, her vagina beginning to contract rhythmically, like small hands gripping my penis. Her soft belly pressed tightly against mine, I felt hot all over, sweat beading on my back, I was about to ejaculate.

I paused for a moment, remaining deep inside, and played with my mother's breasts and buttocks. My mother relaxed a little, and I began thrusting again, teasing the cervix.

My mother's body tensed up again. I inserted my penis into her cervix, thrust a few times, held my breath, and with a final thrust, a large gush of semen shot into her uterus. After the last spurt, I let out a long breath, relaxed my mother, and lay on top of her, panting.

My mother also breathed a sigh of relief, her body limp, panting beneath me. My penis began to soften inside her vagina. My mother moved slower, her body still trembling slightly, her vagina still contracting. I lifted my head from beside her ear.

My mother wiped the sweat from my forehead with her hand. I pulled her out and began to kiss her. After a while, my mother's body relaxed even more, her vagina no longer contracting. I turned to my side and pulled my penis out.

As the glans emerged from her vagina, my mother let out a soft moan. I lay down beside my mother, we panting softly. My mother turned to her side and buried her head in my chest. I held her and patted her buttocks.

My mom wriggled playfully, and I remembered Xiao Miao. I pinched her bottom lightly; it hurt a little. My mom looked up and gently slapped me.

I listened for a while, but heard nothing. In another room not far from us, my dad was snoring.

We lingered for a while longer. Seeing that it was almost one o'clock, I patted my mom's round bottom, telling her to go back. My mom lingered with me for a bit longer, then got up, grabbed her pajamas, and quietly went over naked.

The next morning, everyone was up. My dad was smoking his usual morning cigarette in the living room, and my mom was wiping the table.

I came out, and when my mom saw me, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately lowered her eyes. I knew it was her first time doing what she'd done the night before, and she was a little embarrassed to meet me in front of my dad. Actually, I was a little embarrassed too. I left without saying a word to her.

A little over a month later, I went to visit Sister Lan and unexpectedly ran into the friend who had taken me to brothels with Sister Lan's fellow villager, Yu Xiaomei. He was married now but still liked to visit brothels. He had returned to work as a driver in the motorcade, and he was very happy to see me.

We took off our clothes, and the three of us slept together. I usually call him Lao Pao (Old Gun). He smiled at me and said, "You've hooked up with Sister Lan too?"

I said, "It's Sister Yu's *****, Sister Lan and I have been lovers for a long time."

Lao Pao said, "I didn't realize you were such a player."

Sister Lan immediately laughed and said, "She's been a player for ages."

Lao Pao said, "Even the oldest can't beat me. I was the one who introduced him to Xiao Yu." Then he touched my groin, laughed, and said, "Why aren't you getting it? You've made Sister Lan impotent, haven't you? I'll go first. You've never tried anal sex before, have you? Let me get you interested, let your little brother get it going."

Actually, I've been at my mom's for over a month now ... After a few rounds of sex, I didn't say anything, just laughed. Old Pao, a shrewd man, immediately exclaimed, "Good lad, you've got some experience, quick on your feet!"

Lan Jie, pinned beneath him, slapped his butt and said, "You don't know, he's already got a woman, and she's not even a virgin. He even asked me for tips on how to make her lose her virginity before the New Year."

Old Pao, thrusting into Lan Jie forcefully, said, "Great! Since you've already had a series of sex with her, let me have a go too. What does that woman do? Virgins are more interesting."

Lan Jie had just said, "We're not interesting with virgins," when Old Pao silenced her with his tongue.

After rubbing Lan Jie enough, Old Pao, panting, rolled off her. My desire wasn't too strong then, and I didn't want to move. Moving would cost money, and this woman absolutely valued that.

Old Pao lit a cigarette and asked me again about double-teaming...

Sister Lan was eating an apple with her bare bottom exposed. Seeing that I didn't respond, she said, "Old Pao, didn't you do wife-swapping before? Let him play with your wife, you two can switch."

Hearing this, I immediately got hard. They both laughed and said, "Looks like this is what interests him."

Old Pao and I half-jokingly agreed that I would play with his wife in a few days. I knew his wife; she worked in the team's canteen. I hadn't noticed how promiscuous she was usually, so I didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a dirty joke from Old Pao. I was currently an intern at the team, and Old Pao was in the lead car.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the intern team went out for road training. During a break, Old Pao came over. He grinned and said, "Come to my house after you finish your shift." He turned and left. Watching his back, I immediately got hard.

After finishing my shift, I went to Old Pao's house. His house was in a building behind mine. When I passed the canteen, his wife, Zhang Qin, was sitting at the ticket counter, counting tickets without looking up. I was

still a little puzzled when I got to Old Pao's door.

"What's up?" Old Pao opened the door.

I sat down inside and asked him.

"What is it? Didn't you miss my wife?" Old Pao lit a cigarette.

I said, "Are you serious, or just playing with me?"

Old Pao didn't say anything more, and we started watching TV.

Around 7 PM, Old Pao's wife came home. As soon as she entered, I was sitting in the living room. She glanced at me, lowered her eyelids, put the steamed buns she was carrying on the table, and went into the inner room.

Old Pao followed her in, and came out in a flash, urging me to eat. I noticed his face was starting to show excitement.

I took a steamed bun and asked him what he was up to. Old Pao didn't answer, looking at me with a half-smile. Seeing his increasingly excited expression, I began to understand.

I glanced into the inner room; the light was off, and there was no sound. I glanced at Old Pao again; I started to feel something.

I ate two steamed buns, and Old Pao ate one. Neither of us spoke; the only sound was the news broadcast on TV.

I paused for a moment, then looked up at Lao Pao. He wasn't looking at me, seemingly lost in thought, but his face was flushed and his eyes were unfocused. His wife, Zhang Qin, was completely silent in the inner room.

I pressed the remote, turning off the TV. The immediate silence in the room made it hard to breathe, and I heard Lao Pao's breathing become rapid.

I nudged his foot, and he said softly, almost sleepwalking, "Go."

I was a little flustered and said, "She knows."

He nodded, and I hesitantly stood up and went to the inner room. The lights weren't on, but I could see Zhang Qin sitting fully clothed on the edge of the bed in the dim light from the living room. I went in, and Lao Pao followed, carrying a glass of water. I saw a blanket had been laid out not far from the bed; he sat down on it without a word, placing the water beside him. The room was well-lit.

I started to get excited. I walked over to his wife and put my hand on her shoulder. She didn't look up. I said to Lao Pao, "I really used your wife."

He gave a mumbled reply. Zhang Qin was average-looking and had an average figure. If my mother's breasts were basketballs, hers were probably barely volleyballs. Although it wasn't the first time I'd ever slept with a woman in front of others, it was the first time I'd done it in front of her husband's wife, and I knew her—I often saw her in the cafeteria.

I put one hand on her shoulder, unsure of what to do.

Zhang Qin kept her head down and didn't say a word. After a while, I started to feel something. I glanced at Lao Pao; he was sitting in the shadows, leaning against the wall. I leaned down and hugged his wife, feeling her breathing quicken. I stopped thinking and pulled her onto the bed.

I reached inside her clothes and started touching her. She was thinner than my mother, but still quite curvy. I fumbled for her bra and started kneading her breasts. They were smaller than my mother's, but the nipples were about the same size. I pinched them, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, pressing her legs together.

Lao Pao sat there watching without moving. I ignored him and pressed down on Zhang Qin, kissing her face. Zhang Qin didn't move much, just passively letting me do as I pleased. This gave me a kind of pleasure.

I became truly excited, lowered my head and took her tongue into my mouth, one hand around her waist, the other inside her pants.

Her pubic hair was quite thick, similar to my mother's, but her labia weren't as thick. Parting her labia, I felt her clitoris, slightly smaller than my mother's. I gently pinched it, and Zhang Qin let out a soft moan, her thighs clamping together, her body arching.

I spread her legs apart with my legs and continued to play with her clitoris with my fingers. She started to get wet, and her body began to writhe. I held her tongue tightly in my mouth, and she mumbled incoherently, her hands involuntarily pushing against mine, her buttocks twisting as she tried to escape.

Seeing that it was about time, I pushed down and pulled her pants off. Old Pao let out another groaning sound. I quickly took off my clothes and pressed myself against Zhang Qin. My weight excited her even more.

I spread her legs apart, pressing my penis against her labia, which were wet and slippery, even faster than my mother's. I didn't rush to penetrate, rubbing my penis up and down against her labia, making them even wetter. I started to unbutton her shirt, removing her already unhooked bra, and nuzzled her breasts with my mouth. Her soft breasts and erect nipples rubbed against my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, licking it for a while and gently biting it a few times with my teeth. Zhang Qin began to moan.

I spread her legs wider and began to search for her vaginal opening with the head of my penis. Zhang Qin's moans grew louder, and my penis slid in halfway. Zhang Qin let out a soft moan and bent her legs. I thrust forward, penetrating deeply and beginning to pump. As

our movements became faster, Zhang Qin's breathing became more rapid, and Lao Pao began to writhe, breathing heavily as he started to take off his clothes one by one.

I thrust hard a few times deep into Zhang Qin's vagina, and Zhang Qin swayed her head from side to side, moaning loudly and uncontrollably.

Old Pao was already naked, lying on the blanket, his penis fully erect. I lost control too, tightly gripping Zhang Qin's waist, thrusting forcefully into her. Zhang Qin desperately shook her head, crying out "Ah, ah," her hands tightly wrapped around my neck.

My buttocks twitched violently; I couldn't control myself. I took a deep breath and forcefully pressed my penis to her deepest point. My scrotum and buttocks tightened, and a large gush of hot fluid gushed out from my urethra. Zhang Qin felt the heat deep within her body, cried out "Ah," her body tensed, and she hugged my neck tightly, refusing to let go.

After the semen gushed out, I let out a breath, my whole body relaxed, and I started panting heavily. Zhang Qin also started panting and slowly relaxed. I noticed that her vagina didn't contract like my mother's.

Old Pao then gave a low groan, no longer looking at us, lying flat on his back, grasping his penis with one hand and starting to rapidly stroke it up and down, his eyes closed, mouth half-open, head tilted back.

My penis slowly went limp inside Zhang Qin's vagina. I rolled over and pulled it out. Zhang Qin lay there motionless, limp. I breathed softly, lying on my side beside her, watching Lao Pao.

Lao Pao didn't look at anything, just quickly stroking his penis, then rubbing his scrotum with his other hand.

After a while, Lao Pao suddenly groaned, his body contracting forcefully, arching upwards like a gold ingot. His hand stroked his penis up and down a few more times, then suddenly stopped. A large gush of semen gushed from his urethra, shooting out several times. Lao Pao let out a long breath, released his penis, and collapsed to the ground. His slanted penis slowly went limp, lying on his groin, the large puddle of semen on his lower abdomen flowing down his stomach and onto the blanket. After a while, he

slowly turned slightly to his side, picked up a cup, drank a few sips of water, and then fell asleep. Zhang Qin didn't move either. I lay on my back beside her and soon fell asleep as well.

When I woke up, it was almost 11 o'clock, and they were all gone from the bedroom. I went to the living room and saw Lao Pao sitting there watching TV, while his wife was lying on the sandpit, swinging her legs and cracking sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao saw me come out and invited me to sit down, while Zhang Qin didn't say anything and just kept eating her sunflower seeds.

Lao Pao put his arm around my shoulder and said, "Brother, how's my wife?"

I smiled and said, "Not bad."

We both laughed.

After a while, Lao Pao said, "I've already let you play with my wife, we're like brothers, when are you going to let me have a taste of your woman?"

Zhang Qin laughed heartily beside him. Lao Pao saw that I hesitated a bit, so he didn't say anything more and continued watching TV.

After a while, Zhang Qin suddenly turned around and said, "Whose child is your mother carrying?"

I was stunned, not expecting her to ask that. I said, "What bastard? I don't know anything about that."

Before I could finish speaking, the couple immediately burst into laughter. Lao Pao had just returned and hadn't seen what happened before, only heard about it.

Zhang Qin said, "I see your mom in the cafeteria every day, and her belly is getting bigger every day. Who can she hide it from?"

I said, "It seems she told people it was my dad who got pregnant those days."

Zhang Qin laughed even harder and said, "Looking at that belly, she's probably five or six months along. Does she think people are stupid?"

Lao Pao immediately perked up and kept pestering me to tell him who had been to my house.

I made excuses for a while, saying it was too late and I wanted to leave. Lao Pao looked disappointed when he saw I was leaving.

At this moment, Zhang Qin, who had been silent all along, suddenly said quietly, "Could it be yours?"

I'm not good at lying, especially when asked so bluntly like this woman. I immediately paused for a moment and then laughed. Lao Pao's eyes widened instantly, and Zhang Qin stopped eating sunflower seeds and sat up straight in the sandpit.

I nodded. The couple were stunned for a moment, then Lao Pao's face turned red with excitement, and he gasped for breath, while Zhang Qin burst into loud laughter.

Old Pao was so anxious he was almost stuttering, begging me to agree to let him and my mom have sex once, while Zhang Qin was frantically urging him on. It was almost 1 a.m., and I was so tired after using so much energy on Zhang Qin earlier, I finally said, "Okay, okay."

Old Pao was so excited he almost knelt down, while Zhang Qin jumped on top of me with a burst of energy, rubbing against me and murmuring,

"A man, a real man."

When I got home, I heard my dad snoring from the bedroom. Lying in bed, I remembered how Xiao Miao used to ride on my mom, and now it was Old Pao instead. I gradually got excited again.

The next morning, I got up. He was gone. My mom was wiping the table. I looked at her from behind for a while, thought of Old Pao, and got excited again, hugging her from behind.

My mom said, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to school? I have to go to work."

I didn't say anything and started moving. When I carried her to my bed, she struggled to call in sick on her phone, and then I pinned her down, unable to speak.

Afterwards, my mother got up, wiping herself with tissue while taking out the birth control pills. Since my father returned from Xiamen, the rumors circulating about my mother's swollen breasts and her still-present belly and waistline had convinced him he'd been cuckolded, but he felt helpless, perhaps feeling it was too much of a loss. He stopped using condoms, and it was no longer a secret that my mother was taking the pills.

I stared at my mother's naked, fleshy body, still unable to speak, and decided to wait for another opportunity.

These past few days, Lao Pao had been like a wound-up toy, incredibly attentive to me. Several times when he saw my mother in the yard, he was like a dog seeing meat, his mouth practically watering, his eyes following her until she disappeared from sight, then he seemed to snap out of his daze, swallowing hard and reluctantly looking away.

When my mother was getting food at the cafeteria, Zhang Qin sat at the window, seemingly oblivious to everything, handing out tickets with a bored expression. She did the same when she saw me, as if nothing had happened that day.

Good heavens, this is the second time a woman has surprised me since my mom got pregnant. Lao Pao is clinging to me like a dog begging for food.

I really don't know what to do. I'm worried that if I let him sleep with me, he'll tell Sister Lan, and then I won't be able to control myself.

That afternoon, the road training finally ended, and I had nowhere to go, so I walked around until I got to Lao Pao's house. He didn't come to work today, so he should be home. I saw him squatting at the door from afar.

I went over and tapped him. He looked up, and I smiled at him and said, "What are you doing, squatting here while your wife rests inside?"

He smiled but didn't say anything. I said, "Come inside," but he didn't move. He lit a cigarette and said, "It'll be a while."

A thought struck me, and I asked him what was wrong. He paused for a moment, looked around, stood up, and whispered in my ear, "The captain's inside. "

I was shocked, suddenly realizing why he was driving for the convoy.

Old Pao said, "What's so special about that? The captain's been with every woman in the convoy. We even thought he'd gotten your mom pregnant. When are you going to let me have your mom? I'm going crazy!"

Just then, the door opened, and the captain came out. He saw me outside, paused for a moment, then walked away nonchalantly, not even glancing at Old Pao. I didn't go in; Zhang Qin was probably paralyzed inside right now. Old Pao stared intently as I walked away, and I felt a sense of unease. Two

days later, Old Pao suddenly came to find me, a wicked grin on his face, and said, "The captain's treating you to dinner."

I immediately understood everything. When we arrived at Tiandi Chun Restaurant in front of the convoy, the captain was sitting in a private room. I sat down next to him without saying a word, listening to Old Pao and the captain's banter. I just ate, waiting for him to speak. I knew my mom was definitely not going to escape this time, but I also wanted to get something out of him.

Sure enough, after a while, the team leader turned around, hooked his arm around my shoulder, and said bluntly, "You've got guts. I've been missing your mom, Accountant Xu, for more than just a day or two. Give me a break."

I didn't move, smiled, and said, "Let me be the dispatcher."

The team leader immediately burst into laughter, patted my shoulder, and turned to the old man, saying, "You've got guts, you've got guts! Okay, one word: you can be the dispatch assistant first. It's easy and pays well, how about that?"

Before leaving, I said to the team leader, "My dad's driving short-haul routes now, and I haven't had a proper time in months."

The team leader nodded with a half-smile and said, "Tomorrow he'll be driving long-haul routes."

That evening, my dad came home and immediately scolded the team leader for being heartless. I knew what had happened. I glanced at my mom; she had a happy expression on her face.

The next day at noon, my dad set off. In the afternoon, I was watching TV when my mom came home from work, carrying a lot of cooked food. As soon as she put it down, she sat down next to me, clinging to me like a couple who had just been separated. That night, after we finished, my mom took her medicine and went to sleep.

I saw her sleeping soundly beside me, but I couldn't sleep, still unsure how to start a conversation. Two

days later, I went to the dispatch room. The dispatcher looked at me and said, "I heard you're coming to the dispatch room, you're lucky!"

I smiled, and just then, a big, fat man came in, slumped into a chair like a walrus lying on a beach.

I looked up and saw it was the team leader. After the dispatcher left, the team leader tilted his head and said to me, "Busy these past few days, haven't you? I've been quite free."

I laughed and said, "Let the team leader be busy tomorrow too."

He immediately cheered, patted me on the shoulder, and left.

Today is Saturday, the day the team leader is coming over. According to Lao Pao, it's for the team leader to open the door for my mom.

The night before, I invited Zhang Qin over. My mom was surprised to see her, wondering what was going on.

After dinner, Zhang Qin cheerfully pulled my mom into my room. I listened; there seemed to be no sound inside, but I knew Zhang Qin and my mom were talking.

Only a dozen minutes later, I heard Zhang Qin laughing wildly inside. The door opened, and Zhang Qin came out, smiling at me and saying, "You'll get your mom's wedding candy tomorrow!" Then she swayed away. After

she left, I went into my room. My mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down, her face a little pale.

She looked up at me, and I smiled and said, "It's nothing, just playing around."

My mom said, "They don't know any better. What if things get out of hand?"

I said, "We just take turns playing around. Who will say anything? The team leader said you'll see when you've had your fun. There are plenty of people playing around."

My mom said fiercely, "You're all inhuman, and you're even less human. I'm pregnant with your child, and you still let people bully me."

Although my mom was reluctant, she had no other choice.

I think things are much simpler when women talk things out.

Two o'clock in the afternoon was the agreed time. My mom had been distracted all morning, and so had I. I felt a little regretful and worried, but I didn't want it to end. This conflicting feeling persisted.

As it approached two o'clock, my mother became increasingly restless. Before two o'clock even arrived, the doorbell rang, and my mother's face immediately turned pale. She sat motionless on the sandpit. When

I opened the door, Zhang Qin and the team leader came in. Zhang Qin immediately began laughing and talking loudly, then pulled my mother into my room.

The team leader sat down, smoking and talking to me. My mind was a bit muddled, and I didn't hear what he was saying, but I noticed his pants were bulging.

After a while, Zhang Qin came out and said to the team leader, "Hurry up, they're waiting. Don't be too naughty." As she spoke, she sat on my lap.

I saw the team leader go in, and then I heard a loud thud from my bed. My heart skipped a beat; I figured he must have sat down next to my mother.

I was only focused on the sounds inside, and didn't pay much attention to Zhang Qin. Seeing that I didn't move, Zhang Qin smiled, as if she had expected it, and lay down beside me, staring at the ceiling.

I heard the team leader talking to my mother, then the sound of clothes rubbing together, and my mother quietly nudging him.

I stood up and peeked inside. The captain was smirking, one arm around my mother's shoulder, the other hand inside her clothes, groping her. My mother's face was flushed, and she frantically grabbed the captain's hand.

The captain glanced back at me, smiled, then turned back to hug my mother tightly, kissing her haphazardly on the face, his hand moving more vigorously.

My mother struggled softly, trying to push the hand away. The captain, panting, turned to me and said, "Your mother's got some meat on her bones. I've been eyeing your mother for a while now."

My mother looked up at me, her eyes filled with fear. I pulled back, and then I heard a heavy thud from the bed inside. I looked again and saw the captain had pushed my mother down onto the bed.

Just then, Zhang Qin pulled me from behind, laughing and saying, "What are you looking at? Don't affect their performance."

The team leader heard this and immediately intensified his efforts, grabbing my mother's hands together with one hand and lifting them above her head. My mother cried out in pain. The team leader said, "Be good and it won't hurt." With his other hand, he tore open my mother's shirt.

I turned around and sat on the sandpit. Zhang Qin leaned on my shoulder, laughing and whispering, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for me?"

I smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qin grasped my penis with her hand, laughing lewdly, "If you don't feel sorry for me, why is your penis so soft?" Then she shouted loudly inside, "Be gentle, it hurts!"

The team leader laughed loudly inside, and the sounds of the bed became even louder.

After a while, I pushed Zhang Qin away, stood up, and looked inside.

My mother's top had been ripped open, her bra hanging down, her breasts exposed. The captain still held both of her hands tightly with one hand, while his other hand groped her upper body haphazardly. He had her mouth tightly covered, pressing her deeply into the pillow, with only a few strands of her hair sticking out.

After groping her for a while, the captain's hand slid down into my mother's pants. My mother immediately let out a muffled cry and lifted her legs together. The captain turned around and saw me watching, panting as he said, "Your mother's pretty strong." With that, he pulled down her pants, pulling them halfway down.

Just then, Zhang Qin appeared from behind, grabbed my mother's trouser legs, and yanked them off.

Zhang Qin immediately burst into laughter. My mother was now completely naked. The team leader released my mother, and while undressing himself, said to Zhang Qin, "Accountant Xu is much stronger than you."

Zhang Qin covered her mouth and giggled. My mother, naked, curled up in a ball, ignoring everyone, her hair disheveled, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest.

The team leader stripped naked, his large belly protruding, his penis thick and erect, and asked me, "Is mine bigger or yours?"

I said, "Of course, the team leader's is bigger."

The team leader laughed and asked, "Have you seen your father's? Whose is the biggest?"

I laughed, and Zhang Qin excitedly shouted, "Of course, the team leader's is the biggest!"

The team leader patted Zhang Qin's head and said, "Come here and suck on it."

Zhang Qin knelt down and sucked on the glans. After a while, the team leader looked at my mother, who was completely naked on the bed, pushed Zhang Qin away, climbed onto the bed, pulled my mother over, and pinned her down.

Zhang Qin watched excitedly as the captain pressed his buttocks down and inserted his penis into my mother's vagina. She hugged me and said, "Let's do it."

My penis was still soft, and Zhang Qin's touch immediately dampened her enthusiasm. The captain began to thrust vigorously. Zhang Qin watched and said to me, "Your mother is really fleshy, her breasts are all round."

The captain shouted without turning his head, "Stop opening your mouth."

Zhang Qin immediately fell silent, just staring. The captain thrust in and out, and my mother's head moved passively with the rhythm. After a while, the captain rubbed my mother's breasts with his hand, pinched her nipple with three fingers and pulled it upwards, muttering, "Fat, really fat."

My mother's face began to turn red because we were all watching. She closed her eyes awkwardly, but her breathing became rapid; I knew she was starting to feel something.

After a few more thrusts, my mother started to moan. Hearing this, the captain immediately increased his effort. My mother's hands gripped the sheets; I knew it was almost over. Then, the captain, panting, cried out, "Oh, oh, it's contracting, it's contracting!"

The contractions of my mother's vagina excited the captain to the extreme; the veins on his forehead bulged, and large beads of sweat appeared on his back.

Suddenly, the captain thrust forcefully a few times, holding my mother tightly, pressing his penis deep inside her. He let out a groan, his body stiffening, ceasing its movements.

I looked down; the captain's penis was fully inserted into my mother's vagina, his scrotum throbbing rhythmically. I knew he was ejaculating inside her.

After ejaculating, the captain let out a long breath, thrusting inside my mother for a while longer before finally releasing her, turning over, and pulling his penis out.

After my mom was released, she covered her face and rolled over to the other side. The captain, catching his breath, patted my mom's buttocks and said, "That felt amazing." Then he laughed at Zhang Qin, saying, "You're even more savvy than me, you know how to twitch."

He turned my mom back around and waved for Zhang Qin and me to leave. I knew he wanted to savor it a little longer. Zhang Qin and I sat on the sandpit outside. Zhang Qin asked me, "Where does your mom twitch?" I nodded.

The bed inside creaked intermittently. The captain seemed to have talked to my mom quite a bit; from the sounds, I could tell my mom was gradually becoming more comfortable.

I didn't want to do it, so Zhang Qin lay on top of me. We turned on the TV and watched it. The captain and my mom stayed inside until almost 6 PM before getting up.

The captain came out wearing one of my mom's undershirts. Zhang Qin giggled, "Congratulations, congratulations, the groom is out!"

The captain laughed and told Zhang Qin to go out and buy groceries. Zhang Qin went out. The captain wasn't wearing much clothing, just one of my mom's shirts, and sat opposite me, calling for my mom to come out.

My mom came out wearing a coat, and the team leader shouted, "I told you to come out naked, what are you wearing? Take it off!"

My mom immediately took off her clothes and sat naked in the team leader's lap. He hugged my mom and we chatted casually.

I felt a bit uncomfortable seeing my mom naked and obediently nestled in his arms like a rabbit.

The team leader casually patted my mom's body and said to me, "Your mom usually keeps her pants tight, but today she got her hands on me, she's really enjoying herself." He then squeezed my mom's breasts and said, "You've made your mom's breasts so big, you've really had your fun. It's almost six months along, is it a boy or a girl?"

I said, "It's a boy."

The team leader nodded, "You've got guts, you've got guts. If my son had your skills, I'd let him sleep with his mother."

Zhang Qin came back, bringing a lot of groceries, saying it was for the team leader's wedding. While eating, the team leader hugged my mom and said, "Give me one too."

My mom immediately smiled. After dinner, the team leader carried my mom into my parents' bedroom.

Zhang Qin and I slept in my room. Hearing the sounds starting again over there, I got a feeling and had sex with Zhang Qin.

The next morning, the captain and my mom waited until Lao Pao knocked on the door before getting up. The two of them were so clingy, they looked like a married couple.

I let go of Zhang Qin and got up to open the door for Lao Pao. Lao Pao heard my mom and the captain getting up inside and said, "The captain is an expert at opening doors. Now your mom's allowed to open the door too."

Just then, the captain came out, and Lao Pao immediately rushed over and said, "Congratulations, congratulations! The captain opened the door. When can I come in?"

The captain gave a dismissive look, "I'll play for a couple of days, then you can talk to me."

Lao Pao chuckled and went into my room to find his wife.

They didn't leave until noon because my dad had finished his shift and was coming home that afternoon.

After they left, my mom went back to her bedroom and lay on the bed fully clothed. I went in and asked her how it went. My mom turned over and didn't say anything.

In the afternoon, my dad came home. Besides finding a lot of leftovers in the kitchen, he didn't notice anything else. After I had sex with her a few times the previous nights, my mom was quite relaxed now.

That night, I heard noises coming from over there again, and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.

The next morning, I was standing in the parking lot while my dad was washing the car when the foreman came over and patted my dad on the shoulder.

My dad turned around and asked, "What's making you so happy?"

The foreman smiled, glanced at me, and said, "You're a groom now."

Hearing the foreman say he was a groom, I felt a pang of bitterness. He was the groom, and my mom was the bride; he'd just opened the door for him like that. Thinking back to yesterday, my mom was naked, sitting in his lap, the two of them hugging and laughing, I felt like my mom wasn't my woman anymore. My heart ached even more.

My dad left that day; this long-distance trip wouldn't be back for over a month. The foreman had enjoyed playing with my mom, and probably felt some guilt towards my dad, so he gave my dad double the bonus. My dad, unaware of the situation, thought the foreman was taking care of him, and instead of scolding the foreman for being heartless, he praised the foreman for being righteous. He had no idea that while he was away, someone else was playing with his wife in his own home.

For the next week or so, the team leader came to my house almost every day to have sex with my mother. Zhang Qin often came along too. The team leader would force my mother down in the room, not even closing the door, making the bed creak. After they finished, the team leader would come out to smoke, and my mother would clean herself up, then run out naked, sit on the team leader's lap, and cling to him. They didn't care that we were sitting to the side. At this point, the team leader would excitedly praise my mother's beauty, how fair and tender her skin was, and how her vagina could contract, making his penis feel so good. My mother would laugh, reach out and grab his penis, jokingly saying that this naughty thing was hurting her and that she was going to tear it off. The team leader would often deliberately ask my mother in front of me, "Whose penis is bigger, yours or mine?" My mother would laugh and say, "Of course yours is bigger." The team leader would then laugh and say to me, "Kid, did you hear that? You'd better work on making your penis bigger, or your mother won't let you into her bed anymore. Look how beautiful your mother is, with such delicate skin, it would be such a waste if you couldn't have sex with her." Mom stopped talking then.

After the teasing and eating, the team leader would pick up Mom's naked, snow-white body and carry her into the house, throw her onto my dad's bed, and continue having sex with her. Once, he didn't even go inside; he started having sex with Mom right there in the living room. He made Mom lie face down on the sandpit, her snow-white, tender pink buttocks raised high, and he would slap her buttocks a few times with his swollen penis, aim the glans at her vagina, and thrust in with a thrust of his hips. All the while, he would shout about how soft Accountant Xu's buttocks were and how tight her vagina was. He would fuck Mom like a pile driver, one thrust after another, and Mom would moan loudly. But I felt that Mom's moans seemed a bit deliberate. Because Mom has a gentle personality, even when I fucked her and she felt great, she only dared to moan softly, afraid of being heard. But maybe this time, the team leader's sex with her was more intense than mine, which made her sexual desire more intense. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Not wanting to be outdone, I shoved Zhang Qin onto the coffee table, ripped off her pants, and started fucking her. After a while, Zhang Qin started moaning and groaning.

These days, the team leader was completely obsessed with my mother's body. He'd come straight to my house after work, pull down his pants as soon as he entered, and fuck her. Sometimes he'd even spend the night with her. He kept putting off his promise to let Lao Pao open the door for my mother, saying he wanted to enjoy being a groom for a few more days. Although Lao Pao drooled over my mother's snow-white body, he couldn't do anything about it. These days, he either went out to prostitutes or came to my house to take turns fucking his wife with me. It was good for Zhang Qin, that slut, who was limp from being gang-raped by the two of us, her eyes practically overflowing with sweetness when she looked at us. I wasn't against

seeing my mother being fucked by the team leader like this. After all, I was the one who agreed to let the team leader open the door for my mother in the first place. Furthermore, watching my beautiful mother, who used to be subservient to me, being raped by another man and moaning wildly, also excited me. The problem is, ever since the captain got involved with her, my mother has become indifferent to me. She doesn't talk to me unless necessary, and when she does, her words are indifferent, a stark contrast to how clingy she was with the captain after they were together. Sometimes, after the captain leaves, I excitedly carry her into the room, press myself against her, and have sex with her. She closes her eyes and lets my penis penetrate her. After a while, she reacts, her body twisting slightly, moaning softly. But after I ejaculate, she pushes me away without a word, takes a birth control pill, wipes away the semen, and falls asleep facing inwards. I call her, lie down next to her, and touch her breasts. She lets me touch them, only saying faintly, "It's getting late, go to sleep." Before, if I made her feel good, she would gently suck my penis with her mouth after I ejaculated, licking the semen off, then flirt with me for a while, and finally wanting me to hold her tightly before falling asleep. Now she's like this. Could it be that the captain is really too good at playing with women, and he's won my mom over, causing her to fall for someone else? I just felt incredibly heartbroken.

Eventually, even the captain noticed something was wrong with our relationship. After all, the captain wasn't intentionally humiliating me by playing with my mom like this in front of me; it's just that he's a rough guy who enjoys playing with women and does whatever he feels comfortable with. On the contrary, he seemed to admire me quite a bit. One day, after work, he did what he usually did with my mom, and after playing with her naked body on his lap for a while, he said, "Accountant Xu, I've been taking up too much of your time these past few days, affecting your relationship with your son. How about this, we'll stop here for today. You two can have a good chat. I know you're feeling awkward here, so Zhang Qin and I will leave first." "Kid, take good care of your mom." She winked at me.

I was about to speak when I saw my mom's smiling face suddenly darken. My heart sank. After a moment of silence, Mom giggled and hugged the captain's neck, saying, "Captain, you're already tired of me? In such a hurry to leave, have you already set your sights on someone else's wife? If you're really tired of me, then leave." The captain gave me an apologetic look, hugged my mom tighter, and patted her large, white breasts, laughing heartily, "My little darling, what are you saying! How could I ever tire of a beauty like you? I wish I could shoot all my balls into your little cunt! Hehe, but, cough, cough." He glanced at me again.

Seeing my mom's attitude, I felt a surge of anger. But I could only laugh and say, "Yes, yes, Captain, what are you saying! My mom's at home, isn't she? I'll have plenty of opportunities to play with her. We agreed to just have some fun. You should open the door for my mom a few more times. I still have that little slut Zhang Qin here!" As he spoke, he reached inside Zhang Qin's clothes and began to fondle her large, white breasts. Zhang Qin playfully slapped me a few times, saying, "You little brat, are you trying to get yourself killed?" But she let me play with her breasts.

That night, the team leader didn't leave; he stayed to sleep with his mother. I also invited Zhang Qin to stay the night with me; I knew Lao Pao had gone out to brothels again. Zhang Qin, that slut, couldn't be happier. (Listen...)

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