Absurd voyeurism

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This summer vacation, my parents decided to take me to a mountain village in Yunnan for a trip. A distant cousin of my father's lives there. It was also a chance to experience mountain village life.

Because I'm going through puberty, I often sneak peeks at my mother at home, so when we arrived at my cousin's house, I immediately familiarized myself with the environment. My parents stayed in the guest room, and I stayed in a room next to it. However, there was a shared balcony between the two rooms. Each room had a door leading to the balcony, next to which was a window about 1.5 meters off the ground. The windows faced the hillside. The two rooms shared a bathroom and toilet. The toilet had a relatively large window, and although it was ordinary glass, you could clearly see inside. Perhaps people in mountain villages don't pay much attention to details, so the rooms and bathroom were rather rudimentary. We were tired from

the journey. After dinner, my parents continued drinking and chatting with my cousin. I felt exhausted, so after washing up, I went back to my room early and fell asleep on the bed.

Because I hadn't opened the window before falling asleep, and there was no air conditioning in the mountain village, plus it was summer, the air was quite stuffy. I woke up feeling hot in the middle of the night, so I casually opened the window. Living in the mountains was indeed a pleasant experience; the mountain breeze blew in as soon as the window was open, instantly making the room much more comfortable. Along with the breeze came the intermittent chirping of crickets, like a lullaby. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I faintly heard what sounded like a woman's moans. Being in my adolescence, I was particularly sensitive to these things, so I immediately sat up in bed, straining my ears to listen carefully. It was definitely a woman's moans! I got up and went to the balcony door to carefully pinpoint the source of the sound. I slowly followed the sound to my parents' room. The moans became clearer; yes, the sound was coming from that room.

I saw that my parents' window was half-open, with the curtains drawn.

I tiptoed and crouched down to the windowsill. The moans became even clearer, accompanied by slapping sounds. I immediately confirmed my suspicions: my parents were having sex. My heart raced. Filled with a mixture of confusion about matters of the heart and anxiety at being discovered, I slowly rose, intending to peek through the curtains.

Just as my head passed the windowsill, a mountain breeze gently lifted the curtains, revealing a scene I would never forget. I initially thought it was my parents making love, but to my utter shock, it was my uncle on top of my mother.

Because the lights were off and the curtains were drawn, only moonlight filtering in when the wind lifted them was visible. So it wasn't very clear; I could only vaguely make out my mother lying on the bed, my uncle holding her legs, his back to me, thrusting into her. My father lay drunkenly asleep on the sofa beside them. Although the light was poor, I could tell my mother was also quite intoxicated; despite the moans, she seemed disoriented and probably didn't even know who was having sex with her. I crouched

down, slowly returned to my room, took out my phone, turned on the recording function, and then covered the screen with my clothes to prevent it from being too bright. I then slowly walked back to my parents' window. I slowly lifted my phone and placed it on the windowsill to record. About 20 minutes later, I heard a deep, long sigh from a man, followed by the slapping and groaning sounds. I figured my uncle had finished.

However, I could still hear sounds of things being moved inside, my uncle breathing heavily, and the sounds of clothes being undressed mixed in. About 10 minutes later, I heard the door close softly, and the room fell silent except for the gentle mountain breeze and the chirping of crickets. A few minutes later, I retrieved my phone from the windowsill and turned off the screen.

After putting the phone down, I slowly got up and looked out the window. The room was very quiet. I saw two naked bodies lying on the bed—my mother and my father—both clearly unconscious from drinking. I gently called out to them a few times, but they didn't respond. I mustered my courage and slowly opened the window a little wider, then quietly climbed through the windowsill into the room.

After entering the room, I tiptoed to the bedside. My heart was pounding even faster than before, and I could hardly breathe. I had never seen my mother's naked body so close before, not even when I could remember. Although I had occasionally caught glimpses of her skin, this was the first time I'd seen her completely naked before me. My blood rushed to my genitals, and my penis quickly became erect. I could feel my erect penis throbbing inside my underwear, the glans pushing out from under the foreskin, rubbing against my underwear.

I glanced instinctively at my father lying beside me; he was also naked, his dark, limp penis lying askew between his legs. I looked around and found some used toiletries, crumpled up and tossed near my father. It felt strange; my uncle had just been having sex with my mother, so why did my father's penis look like it had just finished? Although I had my doubts, I didn't dwell on them and quickly returned my gaze to my mother's body.

Under the moonlight, I could clearly see my mother's disheveled hair, with a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead. My gaze then drifted to her pair of white breasts. Her breasts weren't small, but because she was lying down, they were flattened and tilted to one side of her chest. Two dark brown nipples stood between slightly bulging areolas, which were also quite dark and large. A few drops of sweat seeped from her cleavage. One arm was draped over the bed, the other over her lower abdomen. My mother usually paid attention to maintaining her figure, but I could still see the stretch marks left from her pregnancy from the side—many, but still sparse. My mother's pubic hair was quite thick, secretly distributed on her vulva. Her two slender, white legs were spread in a V-shape, and I could clearly see her private area between them. I moved closer and saw two thick, dark labia majora turned outwards, with clumps of wet pubic hair clinging to the surrounding area. The vaginal opening between her labia was slightly parted, and fluid was slowly flowing out. There was also a small wet patch on the sheet below her buttocks. It was obvious that her uncle had just finished having sex with her, and this fluid was probably his semen. He actually ejaculated inside my mother; did he want her to get pregnant and have his baby? My mother's feet had very smooth skin, without any dead skin, and were fair with a rosy glow. Her toenails were painted with pink nail polish, which she had just applied the day before we left. I greedily admired my mother's body, and involuntarily, I reached into my pants and began to masturbate. My other hand slowly moved to my mother's cheek, following the contours of her face downwards, stopping at one of her breasts. I gently played with and squeezed it. My mother's breasts were so soft, the softest things I had ever touched. I alternated between touching her breasts, and gently rubbed her two erect, dark nipples with my fingers. At this moment, I could feel my mother's breathing quicken slightly. I reached out and started stroking my penis, kneading one breast with one hand and circling the nipple of the other breast with the other. I slowly moved my mouth closer, sticking out my tongue to lick my mother's nipple and circling my tongue around the areola. After licking for a while and seeing that my mother didn't react much, I boldly took the entire nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. My penis kept throbbing in my underwear. After sucking for a while, I became even bolder and took my penis out, bringing the glans close to my mother's lips. After rubbing it for a while, I held the swollen, red glans with my hand and gently rubbed it from side to side on my mother's nipple, occasionally lightly patting the nipple with the glans.

At that moment, my lust completely overwhelmed my reason. Imagining the scene I had just witnessed—my uncle thrusting into my mother while he was holding her thighs—I reached my hand between her legs. After stroking her fluffy pubic hair for a while, I continued downwards, using two fingers to manipulate her labia. I slowly inserted my fingers into her vagina, which was still wet with my uncle's semen. My mother's vagina was very warm and slippery, probably because of the semen remaining inside. My fingers gently rotated inside her vagina, and I could feel the texture of the vaginal walls—slippery and uneven. After rotating for a while, I slowly pulled my fingers out and then inserted them back in, making a soft, squelching sound. As I was obliviously playing with my mother's wet vagina, I suddenly heard her let out a soft moan and her body shift slightly. This action startled me. I quickly pulled my finger out and crawled off the bed. My heart was pounding; I could hear it pounding, and I was so nervous I barely dared to breathe.

I lay on the edge of the bed, listening intently to any sounds. I could hear the sounds of someone turning over and my dad snoring and smacking his lips. At the same time, I slowly calmed down, thinking I should leave first. After all, it had been quite a while; if my parents sobered up and were discovered, it would be terrible. So, I tiptoed to the window, half-crouched, got up, crawled out, and returned to my room. Lying on the bed, I kept replaying everything that had just happened in my mind.

[The End]

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