Strangers 5

Strangers 5
(Part 5)
"What's wrong? You seem a little unhappy," Dai asked.
He looked at his mother, who was sitting on the bed, languidly, naked, her exquisite curves exposed, her two large, white breasts hanging on her chest, trembling as if beckoning him, her eyes filled with boundless love, a provocative smile on her face.
The sheet fell down, covering her thighs, just enough to conceal the mysterious, important part between her legs, making it even more alluring.
His eyes were involuntarily fixed on the two beautiful white breasts on his mother's chest, a surge of heat quickly flowing down to his groin, surging against the head of his penis.
"Did I do something wrong last night?" she asked.
"Oh, no, no, nothing," he hurriedly said, "Last night was too incredible."
"Then, what happened?" She yawned, stretched, her large breasts swaying with the movement of her body, looking very tempting.
"Uh, that man..." he began to explain.
“How is he?” Day interrupted him. “Is he alright?”
“Looks worse,” he said, walking to the bedside.
“Should I go see him?” she asked, pulling the sheet off his legs. “We have to take care of him, even though it’s his own fault.”
“But,” Bowe hesitated before finally speaking, “it’s all a waste of time unless milk can bring him back to life.”
“What?” Daye gasped, her face turning deathly pale.
“He’s dead,” Bowe repeated.
“Dead?”
“It seems so. He’s lucky; he’s gone to see God.”
“Oh, God!”
Bowe sat down beside his mother, taking her hand. The two sat there, staring blankly into each other’s eyes, saying nothing.
After a long while, Bowe squeezed his mother’s hand tightly.
“We can’t bring him back to life, Mother.”
“I suppose so,” she trembled suddenly, “but someone’s dead in our inner room.”
“But,” he smiled reassuringly, “at least he can’t bother us anymore, now it’s just the two of us.”
“Yes, just the two of us,” she murmured, “the two of us…”
“I’m sorry he’s dead,” she continued, “but we didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yes,” he agreed, his eyes lingering on his mother’s trembling breasts.
“He brought it on himself.”
“Right,” he agreed again.
“Then, to hell with him,” she suddenly said fiercely, “I don’t want that kind of man ruining my life.”
“Agreed,” Bao echoed, his eyes still lecherously fixed on his mother’s dazzlingly beautiful breasts.
"Oh...you little rascal," Dai laughed when she noticed her son staring at her breasts. "What mischievous idea are you plotting against your mother now?"
"Oh, I do have some ideas," he said, his face slightly flushed, "but I dare not do them, Mom. What if Grandma has a different opinion about what happened last night? Wouldn't I have done something wrong?"
"My only thought is that I want to do it again." She stood up with a smile, looking at her son with a sly smile.
"Grandma means we did a great job last night?"
"Did I say that?" She didn't answer directly, but turned and walked towards the bathroom. "I'll be right back, get something to eat, and we'll talk later."
His eyes were involuntarily fixed on his mother's large buttocks, which swayed gracefully and alluringly with her movements, as if tempting him to commit a crime.
Just as he was staring intently at his mother's full buttocks, he suddenly noticed that she had stopped at the bathroom door and was smiling seductively at him.
"You like it, don't you?" She chuckled and disappeared into the bathroom.
This can't be true. Mom really does see him as a lover, a sweetheart; they're equals now!
She used to be the mother he revered. In the past, she would often spank him for his mistakes, make him clean his room, force him to eat vegetables he didn't like, forbid him from going out to play before finishing his homework, and forbid him from reading pornography—basically, everything a mother in the world might do to her child, she did to him.
Yes, she was his mother, but things were different now. She wasn't just fulfilling the duties of a mother anymore; she saw him as a man, a lover, the best lover who could give her sexual satisfaction, no longer a child she could beat and scold at will.
He had hoped his mother would show even a little regret or shame for their incestuous relationship, but she didn't, not at all.
He knew his mother wouldn't hide her feelings, so she genuinely enjoyed their perverse relationship.
The sound of water came from the bathroom. Imagining his mother standing under the shower, letting the water flow over her beautiful body, he couldn't help but get an erection. His genitals slowly filled with air, quickly swelling up, already awaiting a new assault.
He prepared snacks and wine, quietly waiting for his mother's arrival.
As if deliberately tormenting him, his mother stayed in the bathroom for a long time, forcing him to drink while soothing his little brother, barely suppressing the burning desire within him.
After he finished two glasses of wine, the bathroom door finally opened.
He poured himself a glass of wine and raised it to his mother as she approached.
"A toast to the most beautiful woman in the world." He gazed eagerly at his mother's naked, beautiful body, his face overflowing with desire.
"Really? You must have some designs on your mother, am I right?" Dai was pleased with her son's reaction; she enjoyed being stared at by his passionate gaze.
"Uh, no, I just wanted to express how beautiful a woman Mom is." He said awkwardly, feeling somewhat embarrassed that his mother had seen through his thoughts.
"Then, let Mom see yours too." Dai came to her son's side and gently untied the towel wrapped around his waist.
"Oh..." She gazed with delight at the enormous thing between her son's legs. "God, son, you have the cutest cock in the world."
She reached out and took his penis in her hand, gently massaging and kneading it, stimulating its growth.
Bao couldn't help but groan; his mother's service was amazing.
A mischievous smile spread across Dai's face. She turned around, vigorously kneading her son's penis while rubbing the shaft against his fleshy buttocks.
Bao couldn't resist pressing his chest against his mother's hot, naked back, his hands resting on her full breasts.
"I love Mommy's breasts, I love them so much!" he murmured, skillfully squeezing them. "So soft, so sensual, so cute, there must be so much milk inside."
"I'm sorry, child, I'm afraid Mommy will have to disappoint you," Dai chuckled, her body trembling from her son's touch. "But Mommy can satisfy you in other ways. What else do you like?"
"Let me penetrate your cunt, Mommy, I want to be able to penetrate Mommy's cunt forever." He squeezed and kneaded his mother's full breasts, expressing his deepest desire.
Dai slowly leaned back onto the table, still vigorously rubbing her son's thick penis.
When she was fully on the table, her buttocks facing her son, she moved the food in front of her while rubbing his hot shaft. She then began to eat, her buttocks lasciviously facing his penis, vigorously rubbing his throbbing glans with her full buttocks.
"You know what to do?" she asked. He continued eating without turning his head.
"Yes, Mom," he began to pant.
"Good." She instinctively spread her legs lasciviously, her buttocks raised high, fully exposing her vulva to her son's lustful gaze.
Bao eagerly grabbed his penis, pressing it between his mother's warm, moist legs. His glans met the soft, protruding mound of flesh. Unable to see, he thrust repeatedly, probing for the entrance to release his lust.
Dai was incredibly aroused by her son's teasing, and she began to sway her hips, guiding his penis to the correct entrance, so that his huge glans pressed against her hot, wet opening.
"Oh, okay, just like that, hurry up and put it in, child." She couldn't hold back any longer, thrusting her hips back, trying to swallow her son's penis to relieve the itch in her unbearable vagina. "Put it all the way in, Mommy's so itchy."
Bao didn't hesitate, thrusting his hips forward, and his thick penis slid smoothly into his mother's tightly contracted, exceptionally hot vagina.
"Oh God, it feels so good, Mommy!" She swayed her hips wildly, desperately responding to her son's movements. "You make Mommy feel like I've never made love before, it's absolutely wonderful! I've wasted my life before!"
"I love dry breasts the most, Mommy," he roared, his lower body slamming violently against his mother's white, tender buttocks. "I want to dry breasts like this forever, Mommy."
"You are the best son in the world to fuck Mommy," she laughed wantonly. "I simply can't bear to be away from you."
"That's great, Mommy." He thrust his penis even harder with satisfaction, releasing copious amounts of vaginal fluid with each in-and-out motion.
"You can fuck Mom anytime you want," she writhed in pain, the pleasure from her son's thick, long penis thrusting inside her growing stronger. "Mommy can't live without you anymore, son. Mommy wants your big cock inside Mommy's cunt every day. Mommy's addicted! Mommy's completely captivated by your big cock!"
"Great, Mommy, I really, really, really love you!" He thrust excitedly, his penis seemingly knowing his feelings, growing ever more swollen and powerful.
"I like you fucking Mommy in all sorts of positions," Dai was completely mesmerized by this extremely lewd sex, only knowing to thrust her lower body desperately, "Do you like that, son?"
"Yes!" Bao's thrusts became faster and faster, causing Mommy's body to sway back and forth, making the table creak.
"Oh, good, good son, thrust harder, deeper." Dai was already in a daze, her body mechanically responding to her son's strong thrusts, the table creaking under their vigorous movements.
Bao thrust faster and harder, until finally, he felt his scrotum begin to contract, he was about to ejaculate.
Suddenly, a deafening sound came from afar, interrupting the forbidden lovemaking between mother and son.
"That bastard is yelling!" Bao was furious, the loud noise had pushed back the hot liquid that was already at his climax, he was naturally annoyed.
Neither of them moved, just remained in the position of penetration, quietly listening to the damned sound.
"It sounds like a helicopter." Dai hadn't recovered from the intense physical stimulation just now, and continued to thrust her hips, letting her son's penis give her even greater pleasure.
"Oh, no, Mom, don't do this, someone's coming."
"Oh, really? Oh, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us like this." Dai suddenly came to her senses, realizing that her son's penis was still inside her.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, "I was about to ejaculate."
"I know, child," Dai said, equally embarrassed, "I was about to come too."
"Let's go see what those bastards are up to, what they want." He said angrily, but his penis remained erect because he hadn't ejaculated.
"Hey, is anyone in the house downstairs?" a man's voice came from above. "Is anyone inside?"
"Oh God, what should we do? They'll come in." Bao panicked and quickly pulled his penis out of his mother's body.
"Oh, oh, so good!" Dai was still reveling in her son's vigorous thrusting. "Good son, it feels so good to have your big cock inside Mommy."
"I know, Mom, stop now, I think they're about to come in," Bao said, worried about being discovered. "It'll be bad if they find out we're having sex."
"I know," Dai seemed unconcerned about being caught in the act, continuing to thrust. "It feels so good."
"What do we do now?" Bao didn't know what to do.
"I think we'd better answer their questions."
"Damn it!" Bao complained, leaving his mother's body and picking up the clothes scattered on the floor.
The two hurriedly dressed, the helicopter circling overhead, the turbulence making the roof rattle.
"If anyone is inside, please come out and put your hands on your heads."
"What? Sounds like they're serious."
"Hurry, son, let's get out of here, or they might really throw tear gas."
Dai frantically dressed and headed for the door.
"Wait, Mom, you'd better put your underwear on," Bowie grinned. "The helicopter's turbulence will lift your skirt, and then those bastards will see my beautiful vulva." "
Oh, you're right," Dai laughed, then went back and picked out a pair of underwear from the pile of clothes, hastily putting them on. "Thanks for reminding me, honey."
After his mother was dressed, Bowie opened the door and looked outside.
The trees and weeds outside were being whipped about by the powerful turbulence from the helicopter, and gravel and pieces of rotten wood were being swirled into the air, flying around the house.
"Wait a minute, Mom," Bowie said, "let me see if I can get them away from the house."
"Okay," Dai hid behind her son, using the door to block the flying debris.
Bowie put his hands on his head, stepped out of the house, and stood on the stone steps in front of the door.
The turbulence from the helicopter was strong; he struggled to steady himself and looked up.
"Are you alright?" A voice came from the red, white, and blue helicopter hovering overhead.
Bao shook his head frantically, gesturing for the helicopter to back up slightly.
"We'll stop here. Are you alone?"
Dai emerged, swaying slightly beside her son, clutching the hem of her dress tightly to keep it from being whipped up by the airflow.
Seeing his mother beside him, Bao held up two fingers to indicate they were alone.
"Just the two of you?"
Bao nodded vigorously. Then they saw the helicopter slowly turn around, revealing its markings. Mother and son both gasped, feeling a chill run down their spines.
The two women exchanged bewildered glances: The police? What were they doing here?
A helicopter slowly landed a short distance away, and two fully armed policemen stepped out, wading through muddy water as they approached.
"Are you a family?" one of them asked.
"Uh, yes, what's the matter?" Bao asked nervously.
"A murderer has fled to the mountains around here," the older officer said, approaching them. "
Hmm," Bao exclaimed in surprise, "Is it true?"
"I'm afraid so," the officer turned to them, "Have either of you seen any strangers around here?"
Bao and his mother exchanged bewildered glances, realizing that this was what the police had come for.
"I'm afraid we did," Dai had no choice but to tell the truth.
"When?" the younger officer asked urgently.
“Yesterday afternoon,” she said, clutching her chest tightly, her body trembling slightly. “A man broke into our house with a gun.”
“Where is he now?”
“Inside the house…”
“I remember Grandma saying there were only the two of you in the house.” The older policeman said, slowly drawing his pistol from his waist.
“I’m afraid he’s dead.” She whispered, feeling a chill run down her spine. In the distance, the helicopter rotors were still spinning rapidly, making a rumbling sound.
“What?!” the older policeman shouted, his gun pointing swiftly at the two of them. “You two, stand facing the wall, hands on your heads!”
The mother and son immediately complied.
“Go see who they killed,” the older policeman ordered his colleague.
Bao and his mother obediently placed their hands on their heads, facing the wall, but were terrified.
The younger policeman quickly entered the house, while the older policeman pointed his gun at the two, wary of any rash actions they might take.
"Tell us what happened."
"We'd only been here a short while when we heard a knock at the door," Dai said, calming herself as she explained to the police. "My son went to open the door, and then this stranger with a gun barged in."
"Why did you open the door for him?"
"It was raining heavily outside, and the man looked pitiful."
"And then?"
"He forced his way in and took off all his clothes in front of us," she continued, "and then he pointed the gun at us and did some lewd things to us."
"Sounds like the guy we're looking for," the policeman said. "He's accused of raping and murdering three women."
"Oh, God," Dai gasped, "Is that true?"
"Of course," the policeman continued, "and then?"
"Then, before he could do anything lewd to me, he put down his gun, and my son hit him on the back of the head with a stick."
"Oh, you're lucky!" the policeman laughed, just as his colleague came out.
"It's alright, boss," the young policeman said, stepping out. "He was the man we were looking for, but he's dead now."
"Looks like today is your lucky day," the older policeman chuckled, holstering his pistol. "You've not only survived, but you'll also receive a fifty-dollar reward as a reward for ridding the city of a menace."
The mother and son exchanged surprised glances, hardly believing their ears.
"Really?" Bowie said, lowering his hand.
"Of course it's true," the policeman assured him.
"Thank God," Dai cried tears of joy, hugging her son tightly.
"Now we should take you down the mountain," the policeman said.
"Hmm," Bowie was still stunned by what had just happened.
"We only have enough space for one person, so I see one of you will have to stay here overnight. We'll send another plane tomorrow, because flying in the mountains at night is too dangerous, so we can only send another plane after dawn." "
You really only have room for one person?" Dai asked.
“Yes,” the policeman said, “we came in a patrol plane, and the area is quite small.”
“I see. If, if it’s convenient,” Dai said earnestly, glancing at her son, “could you, uh, take that person’s body back first, and we can stay here tonight?”
“Hmm, that’s possible,” the policeman said hesitantly, “If you feel it’s safe to stay on this mountain for another night, I don’t object.”
“Oh, I think it’s fine,” Dai smiled at him, “I feel at ease with my son by my side. He’ll help me if I have any difficulties.”
“I bet you’re very proud to have such a son.”
“You’re absolutely right,” Dai smiled confidently, taking her son’s hand, “I’m proud to have such a good son.”
“Hey, Mom,” Bao blushed, “I feel embarrassed when you say that, Grandma.”
“Okay, it’s decided then,” the policeman said, “we’ll go and take that person’s body away first.”
“Thank you, that makes me feel much more at ease.” Dai was indeed relieved; after all, having a dead body lying in the house was terrifying.
Two policemen went inside and carried the stranger's body out.
"Alright, we're leaving now. Hope to see you again tomorrow."
"What time tomorrow?" Dai asked, her face suddenly flushing slightly. "That way, we can prepare to leave together."
"Around ten o'clock, I guess," the policeman said, descending the stone steps.
"Okay," Dai now only hoped they would leave quickly so she could rekindle her relationship with her son. "See you tomorrow, we'll be ready. Have a safe trip."
"Thank you," the policeman smiled in return. "You two be careful too."
Bao and his mother stood at the door, watching the two policemen wade through the mud and return to the helicopter. They waved and watched the helicopter depart.
The two stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, silently watching it slowly sink below the horizon. They didn't say a word for a long time. Everything that had happened from yesterday to today made them feel like they had been reborn.
"Looks like it's going to rain again," Dai broke the silence.
By this time, the sun had completely set, and a few more dark clouds drifted in from the horizon. The surrounding air became muggy and humid, filled with a heavy dampness.
As witnesses to their incestuous affair, the rain seemed poised to begin again. Should they, too, begin?
As if to answer their question, a low rumble of thunder echoed from the distant horizon, urging the mother and son to hasten their sinful union.
"Looks like we won't be leaving until tomorrow," Dai said, a seductive smile returning to her face. Turning to embrace her son, she said, "We might be stuck here for a week, just the two of us."
"Oh, looks like I'm destined to suffer for a week," Bao laughed ambiguously.
"Oh, has my little darling grown tired of his dear mother?"
"Even in ten thousand years, I promise!" He lewdly pressed his already hard penis against his mother's lower abdomen. "Right now, I just want to continue what we were doing when those two stinky cops interrupted us." "
Really?" Dai smiled and walked into the house.
"Can't you feel it, Mom?" Bao followed anxiously behind.
"Aren't you going to shove your thick, long thing into your poor mother's little hole again and then ravage her?" Dai stopped at the door, turned around, leaned against the door, and said to her son with a hint of mockery.
"Of course I want to, Mom."
Dai opened the door, but didn't go in. She suddenly turned around, quickly lifted the hem of her skirt, and completely exposed her voluptuous lower body to her son.
"You mean you need more, like this." She laughed wildly.
"This is it, Mom, this is what I want." Bao's voice was distorted with excitement, his eyes fixed on his mother's private parts, looking eager to try.
"Really, baby?" Daisy giggled as she went into the house. "Then, bring it on!"
Bao followed behind his mother, unbuttoning his pants as he went .

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