Strangers 2

Strangers 2
(Part Two)
"Oh...!" the man exclaimed, his lustful eyes fixed on Dai's bare, beautiful breasts, almost dropping his pistol.
Dai instinctively squeezed her thighs together, clutching her chest with both hands, trying to cover her naked body, but there was just too much to cover.
"Please remove your hands, madam," the man commanded. "I want to see your breasts in their entirety."
Paul couldn't stop himself from peeking at his mother. As his eyes moved over her body, he felt his mouth go dry, his penis stiff and erect, the glans throbbing painfully.
His mother was far more beautiful than he had ever imagined, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He felt his consciousness splitting into two parts: excitement and self-reproach.
In all his life, he had never seen anything more perfect.
Her breasts were so perfect, large and white, yet not overly swollen, looking just right, probably a size 38 to 40.
Paul's mind raced, his eyes following his mother's two white, trembling mounds.
They looked so full and heavy, trembling irresponsibly against the backdrop of snow-white pectoral muscles, seemingly inducing the desires hidden deep within a man's heart.
To Bao, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Bao's consciousness began to muddle; he didn't know what would happen next, but he knew his eyes couldn't leave his mother's naked body even an inch.
He cursed this man for making his mother so humiliated, yet deep down he refused to admit that this man had provided the perfect opportunity for him to fully appreciate his mother's naked, beautiful body.
Moreover, he found himself, just as this man had said, wanting his mother to take his already throbbing, almost bursting penis into her mouth, which made him hate this man even more. But if it weren't for his presence, none of this would have happened. He found
a morbid thought spreading in his subconscious; he even somewhat hoped that this stranger would force his mother to perform oral sex on him, and that afterward, this madman might even make him have sex with his mother.
Oh, this is insane!
So this is what I've always wanted!
Paul was ashamed of his inappropriate and morbid thoughts, but the thought of his large penis inside his mother's lovely vagina (what would that feel like?) made his heart pound violently.
He hated the stranger, but he hated himself even more, because he found himself yearning to commit an incestuous act against his beloved mother. He wanted to do anything to his mother, he wanted to become one with her, but he didn't want to hurt her. He felt he was on the verge of collapse, his sanity slowly fading away. Just then, he heard the madman shouting at him.
"Hey, get up, little guy, get up!"
Paul was as drunk as a man, his mind a jumbled mess, and he tried desperately to clear his head.
"Wh...what, what do you want me to do?" he asked stupidly.
"I think your mother has changed her mind," the stranger sneered, "I think she's waiting for your big thing, hurry up and send it up!"
Paul shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his head, and looked down at his mother.
His mother clutched her chest helplessly, head bowed, silent, her true feelings unreadable. But she nodded almost imperceptibly, clearly indicating she wanted him to do as the man said.
Instantly, an uncontrollable excitement surged through his glans, his penis suddenly growing longer, erect and swaying in the firelight.
The stranger beside him let out a hoarse laugh. Bao felt almost unbearably ashamed, but his penis, oblivious to its owner's complex emotions, strained even more, showing no obligation to conceal its master's desires.
"Mom...Mom, oh, I'm sorry, Mom!" he cried, tears streaming down his face.
"Mom understands, Mom doesn't blame you, child," Dai said softly, slowly extending her hand, gesturing for him to come closer.
Bao trembled, taking two steps forward. The distance between them was already close; now, there was almost no distance between them. His hot, heavy, enormous, and excitedly throbbing, ugly penis was already pointing at her, trembling and swaying up and down.
Bao held his breath, watching his mother kneel on the ground, slowly lower her head, and her soft lips gently kissed his huge, purplish-red glans.
In that instant, the extreme pleasure almost made him faint.
The feeling was indescribable, like his penis suddenly being inserted into a live socket, a strong current suddenly flowing through his body, a tingling sensation going straight to his brain, making him tremble involuntarily.
The shock brought by his mother's moist lips contacting his hot glans far exceeded what his willpower could control. He felt as if his glans was about to explode, and he could only rely on the last bit of his sanity to barely control the urge to ejaculate in his mother's mouth.
His mother's mouth opened wider and wider, gradually swallowing his entire huge glans, and began to suck carefully.
The warm, moist feeling enveloped the tip of his penis, making his sensation expand along with his penis as it continued to swell.
"Oh...oh, so...beautiful...Mom!" he groaned with pleasure, feeling his mother's wet tongue slide across the surface of his glans, then the tip of her tongue parted the foreskin and scraped back and forth at the corner of the glans.
Oh, his mother's tongue skills were amazing! No wonder she was a mature woman!
Bao was completely intoxicated by his mother's wonderful licking and sucking, amazed by her excellent oral service.
As his mother's lips slowly swallowed his thick, long penis little by little into her mouth, he felt his heart begin to race wildly, his blood boiling in his veins and rushing to his head.
When he saw his mother's soft, full lips tightly wrapped around his thick shaft, he felt that the hot, thick semen inside him might erupt at any moment in his mother's beautiful, sexy mouth.
Slowly, his mother's two fleshy red lips climbed higher and higher up his thick, hard shaft, until finally, he felt his extremely engorged glans pressing against the soft inner wall of his mother's throat.
Excitement, thrill, shame, and the condemnation of immorality all surged through him. Bao shook his head with pleasure, almost forgetting the cold pistol pointed at him.
Dai began slowly, gently, and attentively sucking on her son's swollen penis, gradually increasing the pressure. Her tongue began to writhe, wrapping around the throbbing shaft.
Bao knew he couldn't last long under his mother's skilled assault; in fact, the energy accumulating in his scrotum had long been ready to be unleashed.
Dai slowly tilted her head back, letting her son's thick penis slip out of her mouth, but her sexy lips still held his large glans.
Bao watched in ecstasy as his mother's sexy lips held his penis, the way she diligently performed oral sex on him sending powerful shocks through his fragile nerves. But an even greater shock was yet to come: his mother grabbed his scrotum with her hand.
He couldn't believe it, watching his mother gently squeeze and knead his tightly contracted scrotum, while her mouth once again swallowed the entire penis.
As he stared in disbelief, she began to move her head, using her fleshy mouth to stroke her son's thick penis. Each stroke was so deep, accompanied by smacking sucking sounds. She hungrily devoured her son's young penis, making it move in and out of her mouth faster and faster, the sounds growing louder and louder.
Bao was completely lost in this morally and ethically upside-down sensory stimulation. All his senses were focused on the parts of his body in contact with his mother, experiencing this pure sensory stimulation.
Unconsciously, Bao's buttocks began to move back and forth, in the opposite direction to his mother's head movements. Each time his mother tilted her head back, he would pull his penis out, and when his mother sucked it back into her mouth, he would thrust forward forcefully, plunging his penis deep into his mother's hot, wet mouth, the glans slamming heavily against the inside of her throat.
He was completely out of control; each thrust was so deep that Dai's eyes would roll back in her head from the force of her son's thick penis, but she showed no sign of stopping. Her stroking became faster and faster, her sucking more and more intense.
Bao was completely captivated by his mother's excellent oral sex skills. Suddenly, his body trembled involuntarily, his scrotum contracted violently, and the accumulated semen inside began to boil, eagerly seeking an outlet.
"Oh, I'm going to cum!"
The thought flashed through Bao's mind. Instinctively, he gripped his mother's head tightly, thrusting his hips forcefully, forcing his mother's head to move relative to his hips.
"Oh...oh...oh! Mom...Mom, I...I...can't...take...it...anymore...Mom...I...am...going...to...cum...!!!"
he stammered incoherently, only knowing to thrust his hips faster and faster.
Dai's movements quickened, matching her son's, as she forcefully sucked on his penis, as if urging him to ejaculate quickly.
Bao finally couldn't hold back any longer; his ejaculation was unleashed, and thick, hot semen gushed out like a torrent, shooting deep into his mother's throat.
Dai hungrily swallowed her son's semen, not wanting to miss a single drop.
Bao's penis convulsed incessantly, ejaculating wave after wave of semen, so much so that his mother couldn't swallow it all; it instantly filled her mouth. But she didn't complain at all, only trying her best to swallow all of her son's essence, while simultaneously sucking hard on his large glans, as if trying to completely drain him, leaving him with nothing.
Finally, Bao's penis stopped ejaculating, slowly shrinking back to its original, docile state.
He felt as if his body had been hollowed out, utterly devoid of strength.
When his mother released his penis, letting it withdraw from her mouth, it was as if his last support had vanished, and he could barely find the strength to stand.
He staggered back a step, seeing his mother staring at him. He couldn't read anything in her eyes, but her flushed face showed how excited she had been. She slowly stuck out her tongue and licked her full, bright red lips, scooping up the remaining milky white semen... his ejaculate... and swallowing it all.
Leaning against the table, Bao was indeed exhausted from the orgasm, almost to the point of collapse. This wasn't entirely physical; he knew his own abilities well. He could usually ejaculate five or six times without a problem, but this time, his opponent was his mother. The mental stimulation had left him extremely aroused, and he couldn't recover in a short time.
Ah, his mother's oral sex was the most perfect oral sex he had ever experienced!
Bao was lost in thought, savoring the afterglow of the pleasure.
"Clap...clap...clap...clap..."
A burst of discouraging applause shattered Bao's reverie. He looked up and saw the damned stranger clapping loudly with an empty wine bottle in his hand.
Bao's gaze involuntarily fell on the madman's lower body; his genitals were erect and swollen to an enormous size. But Bao suddenly felt a ridiculous sense of pride, because he noticed that the man's genitals were much smaller than his own, at least two inches shorter, and nowhere near as thick. "
So you have your weaknesses too," Bao thought smugly.
"Perfect, perfect, absolutely perfect! I've seen the most spectacular performance in the world!" The stranger tossed the bottle aside; the alcohol had already made his tongue stiff. "But something even more spectacular is about to happen, haha, isn't it, madam?"
The stranger leaned towards them. "I can't wait, madam, your lovely, sexy lips should serve me."
The thought of the disgusting things this man was about to do to his mother, and his own powerlessness as her son, made Bao feel nauseous. He turned his head away, not wanting to see his mother being humiliated.
"Hey, little guy, watch this, it's free," the man brandished his pistol, speaking menacingly. "Just sit back and enjoy it like I did, and you'll get something in return."
Bao watched with disgust as this repulsive stranger thrust his filthy member in front of his mother.
Dai knew she had no choice; she obediently opened her mouth and took the man's foul-smelling penis into her mouth.
Paul's eyes practically blazed with fury. He had never felt so angry before, watching his beloved mother being forced to perform oral sex on a stranger. He almost lunged at the despicable man and strangled him.
But what humiliated him was that he felt not only hatred but also a pang of jealousy towards the stranger.
Just minutes before, his mother had been sucking his penis, happily swallowing all his semen. He could accept that because he was the one doing it. Now, the object of her service was this stranger, and he was consumed by jealousy.
He couldn't tolerate anyone else's filth being inserted into his mother's sexy mouth; it should be his exclusive right, his mother belonged to him. He wanted to possess everything about his mother by any means necessary, but first, he had to get rid of this stranger. However, this madman had a gun, while he didn't, but he had a wooden stick.
Paul's eyes darted to the wooden stick he had placed on the table when he went to open the door; it was still there.
Slowly, as his mother continued to serve that damned stranger, Paul quietly reached for the stick. His fingers touched the wooden stick, and he could feel the splinters pricking his fingers. His attention instantly focused.
Now, he could easily grasp the stick firmly; he just needed to wait for the right moment.
The stranger's hips moved faster and faster, and Bao knew the man was close to climax—his chance. The
stranger's movements quickened, and his legs began to tremble.
It seemed the time was almost here. Bao gripped the stick tightly, held his breath, and waited for the final moment.
This moment came much faster than he expected.
"Oh...oh...I...am...going...to...cum!"
the stranger gasped, suddenly thrusting his hips forward, his penis fully penetrating Dai's throat.
Bao heard gurgling sounds coming from his mother's throat and saw the man's hips thrusting rapidly.
This was it!
He grabbed the wooden stick and, with all his might, struck the stranger hard on the back of the head.
"Bang...!!!"
A loud crash echoed as the stick struck the unsuspecting stranger squarely on the back of the head.
The stranger's body stiffened abruptly, then he began to fall backward.
Like a collapsing wall, he fell straight backward, his erect penis withdrawing from Dai's mouth, leaving a trail of white droplets that traced a graceful arc across Dai's face and chest.
Like a cannonball already fired, the white liquid continued to spurt out until the stranger crashed heavily to the ground.
As the man fell, Bao swiftly lunged at the gun in his hand and easily snatched it away.
"Let's see who's in charge now, you idiot!" Bao kicked the stranger's ribs, venting his pent-up anger, but the stranger didn't react at all.
"Are you alright, Mom?" Bao asked, jabbing the man's ribs hard with the pistol. There was still no reaction; he'd hit him hard enough.
"Uh, ah, I'm fine, child," Dai shook her head and replied. "Oh, God bless you, thank you, child, you saved my life."
"Here, Mom, I'm going to find a rope to tie him up," Bao handed the pistol to his mother. "If he moves, you'll shoot him."
"Okay, I think I can manage." She glared at the stranger and said, "Maybe I'll shoot him even if he doesn't move."
"Excellent, Mom." Bao smiled cruelly, the fighting spirit still coursing through his veins.
Bao couldn't help but glance at his mother's exposed, full breasts before standing up and going to the back to find the rope.
Strangely, neither mother nor son seemed to care about their nakedness, nor did they seem inclined to put on clothes. Perhaps their clothes hadn't dried yet. Bao found the rope and returned to his mother's side.
The stranger appeared dead, but when Bao checked his pulse, he could feel a faint beat. Though weak, it was undeniable proof that the man was still alive. However, Bao had no intention of taking him to the hospital. In this stormy night, no one could possibly carry a grown man from the mountains to a distant hospital; let him be.
Bao quickly tied the man up securely, then carried him to the bedroom, tossed him onto the carpet, and surveyed the room to see if the man had any weapons he could use if he woke up. Seeing nothing, he stood up. He
left the bedroom, dragged a chair over, braced it against the door, and hammered a wedge into the doorknob, ensuring the man couldn't escape. Satisfied, he left.
Back in the living room, Bao took a bottle of wine from the cupboard, opened it, and took two glasses. He walked towards his mother, who was sitting on the sofa.
She remained seated, motionless, still holding the gun.
She hadn't wrapped the towel around her again, her mature body exposed. He was also naked, nothing at all. But after what had just happened, clothes seemed superfluous.
Davies stared blankly at the blazing fire, completely unaware that her son had approached.
He filled his glass and sat down beside his mother.
"Here, Mother," he said, handing her the glass, "let's celebrate."
"What, um, what?" she murmured, taking the glass. "What did you say?"
"I said we should drink to victory," he repeated, clinking glasses with hers, "for beating that bastard."
"Oh, yes," she forced a smile, taking a small sip, "at least you beat him."
"I couldn't have done anything without Mother's help," Bowie said, but immediately regretted his words.
"I understand, child," Davies murmured, taking another small sip, but tears streamed down her face.
Bowie didn't know what to do, watching his mother slowly drink, her gaze fixed blankly on the fire. He was completely captivated by his mother's beauty. Before today, he had never imagined his mother to be so sexy and beautiful, and he had never even considered her a woman. But now, his mother was a completely pure woman to him, possessing a strong attraction that made him want only to hold her in his arms and cherish her.
This thought kept appearing in his mind, giving him immense stimulation, and his lower body slowly became erect.
At this moment, Dai seemed to wake up from a dream. She turned her head and slowly looked her son's naked body up and down, her gaze finally settling on his vigorous lower body.
Bao immediately blushed, feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and embarrassed that his secret had been exposed. But secretly, he was also somewhat proud, because his penis, under his mother's gaze, grew even longer, becoming larger and harder.
Dai's gaze lingered on her son's lower body for a while, watching it grow larger and larger, but her face remained expressionless.
"You're still naked, son," she said calmly, but Bao couldn't understand the meaning behind her words.
She looked down at herself.
"Me too," she added.
"I thought that after what just happened, whether we were dressed or not didn't matter to us anymore," Bao apologized to his mother awkwardly. "If you think this bothers you, I'll put it on right away."
"Hmm, what?" she said, covering her chest with her arm, but it was clearly just a pose. "I'm so tired, I don't know what to do."
"You should sleep for a while, Mom." He pulled a towel over his waist and said, "I'll go make the bed, you can rest, and then we'll get something to eat, okay?"
"Okay." Dai smiled at him and stood up.
Bao stared blankly, as if hypnotized, at his mother's snow-white, full breasts, which were now exposed again as she stood up. They were so firm and plump, and the bright red areolas bounced with her movements, tracing two beautiful arcs, making him swallow hard.
"I think I should take a shower and clean myself up," Dai said, unfazed by her son's lapse in attention. She even gave him a flirtatious wink, then drained her glass. As she put the glass down, she removed her hand from her chest, allowing her son a clearer view of her prized breasts. She smiled mysteriously and turned to walk towards the bathroom.
Bao watched his mother leave, utterly distraught. He couldn't describe the complex emotions he felt. Desire, jealousy, guilt, anticipation, fantasy, immorality, shame, lust, and physical needs all surged into his mind, battling fiercely within him.
Suddenly, he understood something: he needed his mother; he needed her mature female body to soothe his body and soul, tormented by desire. He made up his mind; he wanted to make love to his mother, and, no matter what, tonight.
Just as he was struggling with this internal conflict, his mother returned.
He knew his lower body was extremely aroused, the towel pressing high against it. Wrapped in a towel, his penis throbbed with excitement from his intense desire for his mother, as if telling Dai about her son's illicit desire for her.
To Bao's delight, his mother remained naked. She slowly approached him, her breasts bouncing joyfully with her movements, leaving him mesmerized.
"Here, Mom," he couldn't resist and took a step back, sweeping his arm across the bed that had been moved to the fireplace. "Grandma, rest a bit. I've prepared everything for you."
"Oh..." Dai smiled, her eyes quickly sweeping over the unusually prominent bulge on her son's towel. "Clearly, you don't want to sleep yet, do you, son?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mom," he apologized hastily, trying to cover his embarrassing lower body with his hand. "It's completely unresponsive to my commands."
"Oh, really?" Dai smiled wearily, planting a gentle kiss on her son's face. "I understand."
Dai got into bed and lay down. Her hand inadvertently slid over the bulge on her son's lower body, causing it to throb even more, excitedly pulsating under the towel.

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