The mother who was insulted and trampled

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This afternoon, after dinner it was quite late. Mom was staring blankly at Dad's photo, feeling a bit lost with so little news lately. She didn't know where to start looking for new leads. The phone rang, snapping her out of her reverie. It was Li Weiran. "Hello."
"Sister Qiwen, I have something for you."

"Where?"

"I'm in front of the park near your house."

Mom peeked into my room and saw me sleeping before getting dressed and going out. Li Weiran had a voice recorder, saying it contained information from the organization. Mom listened to it, but it wasn't very useful. Suddenly, she heard a familiar yet repulsive voice—it was Old Yu Tiao! Mom listened carefully several more times. Old Yu Tiao's greasy voice said, "Don't cause me any trouble." It seemed Old Yu Tiao was indeed connected to this organization. She hadn't been sure before, and although it was somewhat expected, it was still hard to believe. Mom still held onto the hope that he wasn't one of them. After all, Old Yu Tiao was a policeman; collaborating with a criminal group was no small matter.
"Sister Qiwen...I...did I do okay?" Li Weiran looked at his mother expectantly, snuggling closer like a puppy hoping for a reward. Taking advantage of his mother's distraction, he suddenly hugged her. His mother reacted quickly, seeing Li Weiran's small figure rushing towards her, and instinctively pushed him away, but she pushed him too hard and they fell into the road.

A car sped by, and his mother quickly pulled him back. Before Li Weiran could react, they both fell to the ground. Li Weiran pressed heavily on his mother, making it difficult for her to breathe for a while.

His head was pressed against his mother's chest. His mother exuded a faint fragrance, and the tip of his nose touched the softness of her breasts, tempting him to get closer. The already restless informant couldn't leave his mother now that she was under him, and took the opportunity to make his move. Li Weiran's nose lightly touched the white, tender flesh of his mother's breasts, which were not fully covered by her bra. The warm, moist breath made his mother feel itchy.

"Get up, Li Weiran." His mother pushed him away, but he held on tightly, refusing to get up.
"Sister Qiwen..." He buried his face in his mother's neck, "I missed you so much, Sister Qiwen."
The harder his mother pushed him, the tighter he pressed down. When his mother went out, she had simply put on some athletic shorts for convenience, her long legs clearly visible in the night. The informant was filled with lust, unable to resist. The more his mother resisted, the more excited he became.

Li Weiran pressed tightly against his mother, burying his head in her chest, his lips and nose pressed against her cleavage. He stuck out his tongue and squeezed it into the deep cleavage, sliding it over the exposed part of her breast. The spot wet with saliva felt cool in the wind, but his tongue was warm, making the itchy sensation even more pronounced. His mother couldn't help but bend her thighs, but Li Weiran seized the opportunity and slid his hand down the leg of her shorts to her buttocks. Li Weiran's hand didn't rush to her genitals, but instead wantonly kneaded his mother's buttocks, then slid down to her inner thighs, touching the sensitive flesh inside.

His mother couldn't help but writhe, and he lifted her clothes, taking her nipple into his mouth. His mother, who had been struggling, seemed to relax instantly, a feeling of comfort spreading throughout her body. Seeing that his mother had calmed down a little, Li Weiran quickened his tongue's movements, his tongue rapidly sweeping across her nipple. The comfort began to intensify, and his mother's lower body seemed to breathe, involuntarily trying to close her legs. Li Weiran, however, spread his own legs apart, preventing her from closing them, which made his mother feel even more uncomfortable; this pleasure overwhelmed her.
Li Weiran's one hand stroked his mother's long, white thighs, while his other hand extended his fingers, beginning to tease her sensual lips. As Li Weiran gently stroked the inner thighs of his mother, she let out a soft, alluring moan. Taking advantage of the situation, Li Weiran inserted his index finger into his mother's mouth, letting her hold it slightly. He continuously played with her tongue with his finger, while his mother's body writhed beneath him.

Li Weiran pressed against his mother's perfect body curves, inhaling her sweet scent until he reached her ear. He could no longer contain his surging emotions, his rapid breaths lingering on her ear. His breath tickled her sensitive ear, and he even tried to lick her earlobe with his tongue, gently teasing it.

By this time, his mother had completely lost the strength to resist, only able to writhe beneath him. Her lower body was already soaking wet. He touched it, a slow smile spreading across his lips as his tongue invaded her mouth.

Li Weiran lightly licked his mother's upper lip, as if licking a soft cloud, his tongue tip softly touching and sinking into the gentle, moist layer. Li Weiran bit his mother's lips, imprisoning that tenderness between his teeth, his mother's sobs blocked in her throat by his tongue. Li Weiran sucked on his mother's tongue, another delicious sensation besides her lips. His mother's resistance was mistaken for playfulness; her small, nimble tongue resisted, but it couldn't overcome the strength of Li Weiran's tongue, being firmly sucked into his mouth. Once Li Weiran captured that pink tongue, he wouldn't let go, no matter how much she struggled. "Mmm...uh..." His mother's voice was like an aphrodisiac, making Li Weiran even more excited, increasingly finding that her lips had a unique taste, unable to resist lingering, unwilling to let go. Saliva was exchanged between their lips and tongues, the liquid sucked from his mother's mouth tasted sweet to Li Weiran. Li Weiran's tongue filled his mother's mouth, domineeringly stirring inside, his mother's tongue could only be squeezed and clung to Li Weiran's tongue. The plundering with his tongue was no longer enough for him; he craved complete possession. His lips devoured his mother's entire petal, and Li Weiran sucked hard on her lips. Due to excessive biting and sucking, his mother's thin lips swelled up, appearing unusually full. Saliva lingered on her plump lips, making them look particularly alluring under the light.

The onslaught of his tongue alone was enough to make his mother breathless. Her chest heaved, and a heat spread from her lips to her lower body. Every cell in her body was gasping for breath, yearning to be moistened.

But reason is always the enemy of pleasure. His mother raised her leg, trying to kick away Li Weiran, who was teasing her. But he grabbed her thigh, and his tongue touched her sensitive inner thigh. His mother couldn't help but moan, "Ah..." Her reaction betrayed her sensitivity. Li Weiran's hand slipped inside her shorts, kneading her buttocks, his tongue licking her wet inner thigh, like a warm, moist worm crawling and wriggling on soft flesh, unable to escape.

This subtle yet persistent itch accumulated into pleasure, stimulating the mother. Li Weiran's actions stopped there, not reaching the area where pleasure could be released, but instead sliding his hand to his mother's waist, lifting her clothes, and licking inch by inch from her waist, sometimes hard, sometimes light, alternating like this, giving the mother unexpected pleasure that broke the premonition. On the lawn by the roadside, they had to be careful not to be seen; this was the park near their home, and the tension made the mother constantly anxious, fear making her even more sensitive.

His tongue moved to her chest, the outline of her breasts blurring in the dim light. His nipples were swallowed and sucked, Li Weiran making smacking sounds, shame stimulating the mother, but her body's instinctive reaction made her gasp softly. Her erect nipples, like flower buds about to bloom in the night, turned bright red after being licked by Li Weiran. Her mother's underwear was already soaked with fluid, and the emptiness in her lower body yearned to be filled. The intoxicating pleasure clouded her judgment; she couldn't even tell what she was doing, as if resisting yet also yielding.

Li Weiran carried his half-limp mother towards the nearby restroom. His weak mother pushed him away, "Let me go..."

Li Weiran quickened his pace, entering the public restroom. The large mirror reflected their images; his mother saw her flushed face and quickly turned her head away, only to find herself being led into the men's room.

"Let me out!" His mother pushed Li Weiran away, but he pulled her back and pushed her into a stall.
"No one will come here." Li Weiran slammed the stall door shut, took off his shirt, revealing his sallow skin. Li Weiran was short and thin, like a malnourished, dry piece of firewood. Li Weiran impatiently shoved his hands inside his mother's clothes, his fingers directly kneading her already erect nipples.

The mother leaned weakly against the door, her hands resting on his shoulders as if to push him away, but it was merely a physical act betraying her reason. "Ah..." When Li Weiran bit down on her nipple, the mother let out a soft, trembling moan. Li Weiran gently nibbled, a tingling current shooting through her body. She felt her lower body being teased, yearning to be touched and release the pent-up pleasure. Seeing the mother's restless writhing and her pained expression as she bit her lip, Li Weiran knew it was time. He yanked down her shorts. The shorts slid down her slender legs to her feet, and the sudden movement startled her, causing her to clamp her legs together.

As Li Weiran pressed his lips to his mother's, he positioned his knee between her legs. Fluid flowed from her inner thighs. Without hesitation, Li Weiran inserted his finger into the crevice. With a soft moan from his mother, he began to thrust rapidly. His mother's vagina squeezed against his finger, trying to prevent him from entering. Even as a mother of one, it was incredibly tight, which was precisely why making love with this woman was so unforgettable. Her pink vulva, dripping with saliva, initially resisted but eventually swallowed Li Weiran's finger. The inner walls of her vagina tightly enveloped the intruding object, squeezing and rubbing. This action, however, continuously transmitted pleasure. His mother was completely defenseless against the teasing of Li Weiran's hands and lips.

Li Weiran already knew his mother's sensitive spots; each insertion of his finger struck the mark. His mother gasped for breath, letting out unbearable moans. Li Weiran's wet fingers brought out the fluid from his mother's body, and a few strands of her pubic hair were also damp. Li Weiran put his fingers in his mouth and licked the fluid from his mother's body, making sounds of enjoyment. His mother blushed and turned her head away as she watched Li Weiran lick the fluid from her body.

But to Li Weiran, his mother's shy appearance was even more alluring. He knelt down in front of his mother. His mother, seeing this, didn't know what Li Weiran was going to do. She was about to open her mouth to ask him when Li Weiran blocked her lower body, and the words in her throat turned into a long, soft moan. Li Weiran took his mother's labia into his mouth, his tongue sweeping back and forth between them. The soft labia were slightly parted, and the clitoris began to peek out. Li Weiran touched it with the tip of his tongue, and his mother couldn't help but tremble. Li Weiran sucked on the labia, and when his mother relaxed, he swept his tongue against the clitoris again, and his mother let out a soft moan. Her clitoris was fully revealed during the teasing, small and erect above her wet labia.

Li Weiran took the pink clitoris into his mouth, gently licking it with his tongue and sucking it with a little force. His mother's moans trembled uncontrollably, her legs, lacking strength, straddled Li Weiran's shoulders, causing her legs to spread even wider. Li Weiran seized the opportunity to grab his mother's knees, preventing her from closing her legs. Her vaginal fluids flowed incessantly under the onslaught, and Li Weiran's face was covered in the clear liquid from his mother's genitals. His mother's body trembled incessantly, and red nail marks were left on Li Weiran's shoulders.

With a gush of fluid, Li Weiran stopped his tongue's movements. He licked the nectar from his mother's mouth and wiped his face with his clothes. He stood up and supported his weak mother. Sweat soaked his mother's stray hairs, clinging to her forehead. His mother's face was flushed, her mouth slightly open, her eyes staring weakly at the ground.

Li Weiran held his mother's hand, bracing her against the toilet stall door. With her back to him, he pulled his pants down to the side, his hard penis slapping against her buttocks, rubbing against her vaginal opening. Her wet genitals threatened to slip inside. The clear fluid flowing from her vagina acted as lubricant, sliding between her buttocks. Her labia were already parted at the vaginal opening, awaiting penetration. His
mother was so uncomfortable she almost lost her balance, but Li Weiran supported her from under his arms, while his large penis was gradually swallowed by her pink, wet opening. The stimulation of being enveloped by that tight passage made Li Weiran squint his eyes. The warm, moist place felt comfortable, and the folds within the passage gave him a tingling, pleasurable sensation. Slight sweat beaded on Li Weiran's thin body as he pounded against his mother's buttocks; her fair skin was slightly flushed.

Desire built up layer by layer. Li Weiran lifted one of his mother's legs to allow for deeper penetration. His mother's long legs draped over his arm, and with each thrust, her leg muscles clenched. When one leg gave way, Li Weiran sat on the toilet, pulling on his mother's arm to try and make her straddle him. His mother refused and wouldn't look at him again.

"Please, Sister Qiwen, just this once… Sister Qiwen…" Li Weiran pleaded humbly. His mother hesitated and turned around, but Li Weiran pulled her in front of him.

He spread his mother's legs, held her waist, and slowly sat down, aiming his penis at her. The erect, large root plunged deep into her vagina, reaching the depths of her honeyed depths, like a long-awaited ejaculation finally hitting its target. The sudden stimulation made his mother cry out.

"Ah~," the penis seemed to penetrate his mother's body. Her vagina tightened, and Li Weiran felt his penis being tightly held by her vagina; penetration wasn't easy and required more force.
Li Weiran supported his mother's buttocks, helping her move up and down. His mother clumsily twisted her hips, her opening and his enormous penis seemingly out of sync due to their haste.

His mother's white, gleaming breasts pressed against Li Weiran's rough face, bouncing before his eyes. Li Weiran kissed them haphazardly, unable to grasp those two bouncing white rabbits.

He could only let his tongue lick them randomly. His mother was already overwhelmed by pleasure in her lower body; her legs, completely spread apart, allowed every sensitive spot in her genitals to be stimulated. Each deep thrust was the depth and force she needed, but as the number of penetrations increased, the insertions, once the right spot was found, became more fluid and rapid. His mother's mind went blank; she only knew that the pleasure came from the movement itself, and she moved more cooperatively. The initiative of the frequency was in his mother's hands; her body moved involuntarily for her own pleasure. As the rhythm quickened, his mother's moans became more urgent, tinged with tears.

Her slender, white fingers gripped Li Weiran's shoulders tightly, her nails digging into them. His mother arched her neck, as if desire were about to burst from her throat. Li Weiran found warmth in his mother's full breasts, his two large, veiny hands gripping her buttocks tightly, leaving pink finger marks.

This force increased his mother's pleasure, urging her to reach the peak of her desire. His mother's eyes became glazed, a trickle of saliva dribbled from the corner of her mouth, and her voice became hoarse, "Ah..." After a groan, the hand that had been gripping Li Weiran's shoulder slid down to his chest, but Li Weiran still wanted to move.

"Don't ejaculate inside, today is the fertile period." His mother wanted his penis to come out of her body.

Li Weiran thrust forward, his eyes red, as if he couldn't hear his mother's words.

His mother pushed Li Weiran away forcefully, "Come out...no...you can't ejaculate inside...ah..."
"Ah...Sister Qiwen...I'm going to ejaculate..." Li Weiran seemed about to ejaculate inside, but because of the slippery feeling from their bodily fluids and sweat, his mother pushed him away.

A soft "pop" was heard as the penis withdrew from her vagina, a thin stream of clear fluid still connecting their genitals.

The impact caused her to sit on the floor, leaning against the toilet stall door, her eyes glazed over as she stared at Li Weiran's penis, a trace of saliva glistening at the corner of her mouth—the intense pleasure from several orgasms.
Li Weiran painfully stroked his penis with his hand. "Sister Qiwen, I...can I ejaculate in your mouth? I feel so uncomfortable," his mother said, glancing blankly at Li Weiran's penis, panting heavily, trying to shake her head away. Li Weiran, on the verge of orgasm, ignored her movements. He stroked his penis closer to his mother, intending to put it in her mouth, but quickly, he couldn't hold back, and a stream of milky white fluid shot onto her face. His mother frowned, and Li Weiran panicked. "I'm sorry, Sister Qiwen, I didn't mean to, I...I'm sorry," he said, frantically grabbing his shirt and gently wiping the semen from his mother's face.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Seeing Li Weiran's anxious expression, his mother's displeasure vanished. Li Weiran's hand brushed across his mother's face, but his little finger was bare. This Li Weiran, who was always so careful and afraid of upsetting his mother, had almost lost his life for her; that finger would never come back.

"Does it still hurt?" his mother asked

, her voice filled with concern. Li Weiran was flattered to see that his mother wasn't angry but instead cared for him. He quickly recovered and felt a surge of joy. "It doesn't hurt. Getting injured is common when you're out in the world," his mother said, speechless. He smiled and reached out to hug his mother. She gently pushed him away, but he didn't let go, and she allowed him to hold her quietly.

Li Weiran felt a surge of joy. This woman, whom he was willing to go through fire and water for, had finally looked at him properly. Just that one sentence made it all worthwhile. He would give her his life; what was a finger? Li Weiran held his mother, his heart filled with unspoken words.

Perhaps his mother was tired, or perhaps she was repaying him, she simply quietly savored the embrace. After a long while, Li Weiran released his hand, and looking at his mother's warm, sensual lips, he couldn't resist kissing them. This time, his mother didn't resist, letting him linger in her mouth. Li Weiran's tongue was very gentle, lightly licking his mother's lips, each suck like savoring a delicious dessert. His mother's eyes were slightly glazed by this gentleness, and before she could react, Li Weiran pulled away from her soft lips.

He opened the door to the cubicle; no one was there. Li Weiran looked at his mother and softly said "Take care" before leaving. His words were spoken very gently. His mother watched Li Weiran's retreating figure, sitting there wearily. She could sense something. She straightened her clothes, washed her face, and felt much more refreshed.

She didn't dislike this short man, Li Weiran, as much anymore. Although many things from before had left her with resentment, since Li Weiran had almost lost his life for her, she had become more forgiving towards him. She felt that there was still someone in this world who cared about her like this, and she couldn't help but feel that the iceberg in her heart had melted a little, receiving a bit of warmth. The moonlight was as cool and clear as ever tonight, but Mom felt a little lighter.

[The End]

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