*Mom was threatened 1-2

Firstly

, my family lives in the countryside. It's a typical family of four: my dad, mom, brother, and me. My parents
are both in their forties. My brother is currently studying at a university in another city, and I'm currently
a junior in a private high school in the city. So, usually, it's just my parents at home.

My dad is an honest, hardworking country man. He always helps out the villagers whenever they need anything. He's always more concerned
about other people's affairs than his own, and he never
refuses to borrow things from people, nor does he care about his own family's problems. This is why my mom and dad sometimes argue.
My mom is also an honest, kind-hearted country woman who treats my brother, dad, and me very well.

Even though my mom and dad sometimes argue, she loves him very much. Because my dad has a
poor appetite, no matter how busy she is during the busy farming season, my mom always makes sure to cook him something hot.

Because our school is a private high school, we only have a break every two weeks. This
means that sometimes I don't go home during breaks and instead go to the city to play. Since I'm already nineteen and have been studying in
the city for over a year, I don't tell my family when I have holidays. If I
'm not home by dark on a Friday during the holidays, they know I'm not coming back. This has become a family routine. But one time, because I
came home very late, I discovered a secret at home. That led to the story I'm about to tell.

The days are already quite short at the end of November. This week, because the school needed to buy materials, I had
to go home. I originally planned to go home early. As the saying goes, plans are always subject to change. Because I
was playing a bit too wildly with my classmates, I forgot the time to go home. It got dark, and although I didn't want to go
home home to get money, so I had to take a different bus. I arrived at the village after eight o'clock in the evening
.

The countryside is different from the city; there's not much entertainment. So, as soon as it gets dark, everyone in the village eats early,
closes their doors, and goes to bed to watch TV. The village was mostly dark, with only occasional light
peeking through the cracks in the gates, unlike the streetlights in the city.

Although there were streetlights in the village, they weren't turned on except for holidays. In the countryside, streetlights weren't very
useful on ordinary days; few people walked around the village at night. Those who did visit each other usually carried flashlights.
Since it was likely only a few people visiting each night, few would agree to have the streetlights on.

When I arrived home, the front door was already bolted from the inside. I wanted to knock, but I was afraid of
making too much noise and disturbing the neighbors. The countryside is very quiet at night, without much noise. So
I went around to the wall and climbed over a small tree next to it to get inside. The yard was also completely dark,
with only the light from the curtains in the inner rooms dispelling some of the darkness.
I could hear the television in the house; I knew my parents were still awake.

I wanted to surprise them, so I didn't call out when I entered the yard. But just as I reached the window,
a voice made me stop in my tracks.

"You old slut, tighten up, move your cunt a little." A young voice rang out amidst the television noise
.

It wasn't the voice on the TV, and it certainly wasn't my father's voice. The owner of the voice seemed very young, and I
recognized it slightly. Just as I was filled with doubt,

the young voice rang out again: "Yes, slut, like that." This voice came from inside the room,
not from the TV; it was the voice of someone currently inside.

I quickly and quietly walked to the window and peered into the room through the folds in the curtains. Usually, my father slept on
the outside of the kang (heated brick bed), and my mother slept on the inside. The quilts on the kang in the inner room were already laid out. My
father was already fast asleep in the quilt on the outside of the kang. But my mother wasn't there; only the
open quilt and the women's clothing on it proved that she had been sleeping there.

I looked into the empty space in the inner room.

Facing the window, a naked, slightly dark-skinned, and robust young man, appearing to be about 1.75 meters tall from behind, was supporting a petite, voluptuous woman,

appearing to be about 1.5 meters tall from behind, wearing only black stockings. The woman was thrusting back and forth. 　　This woman was my mother. Judging from her height, figure, short hair reaching her neck, and the dark forearms and hands supporting her, I knew she was my mother, Liu Zhen. 　　Just then, my father stirred under the covers on the kang (heated brick bed). The sound clearly startled the man and woman in the open space. Both bodies froze. The woman supporting herself turned to look at the kang. 　　A face in her forties, slightly dark but refined, with delicate eyebrows, large eyes, a small, delicate nose, and full, alluring red lips—my mother, Liu Zhen, yes, it was my mother. 　　At that moment, the owner of the young body also turned around. Wang Zhou, a twenty- year-old . 　　Wang Zhou is decent-looking, not handsome, but he's tall. He just finished school this year and didn't go back to study. Wang Zhou wasn't a particularly diligent student to begin with. Now, with his high school diploma, he's at home preparing to learn some skills. Although Wang Zhou's house and mine are in adjacent yards, the two families haven't spoken for several years because of some issues. 　　Wang Zhou glanced at my father on the kang (a heated brick bed) and, seeing that my father seemed unaffected, let out a long sigh of relief. Then he turned to look at my mother and saw that she looked very nervous. He smiled slightly and slapped my mother's plump buttocks hard with his right hand. With 　　a loud "smack," five red finger marks immediately appeared on my mother's buttocks. 　　"What are you looking at, you slut? The sleeping pills I gave you to feed him were ones I bought with my own money. Don't you trust me?" Wang Zhou glared at my mother and said. At the same time, Wang Zhou put his hands on my mother's waist and thrust his hips forward heavily. 　　My mother gave a heavy "hmm," then said, "No, no." 　　"No? Then do you still want to look at this slut? Hurry up and move to serve me." Wang Zhou finished speaking and thrust his lower body hard again. 　　My mother gave another heavy "hmm," then turned her head and swayed her body. Wang Zhou also slowly began to thrust his lower , leaning down and pressing against my mother's back, releasing his grip on her waist and grabbing her...

Wang Zhou bent down and grabbed and twisted my mother's breasts with both hands, thrusting his waist harder, and bringing his mouth close
to my mother's ear, sticking out his tongue to lick my mother's earlobe.

"Slut, does it feel good?" My mother just breathed heavily and didn't answer.

Wang Zhou didn't hear my mother's reply and seemed a little angry.

Wang Zhou stopped all his movements and straightened up.

Wang Zhou used both hands to turn my mother's body around and grabbed my mother's hands, throwing her over his neck.

"Slut, hold on tight to my neck, or I won't be responsible if you fall and die." Then he
reached for my mother's thighs, and my mother quickly grabbed his hands together.

Wang Zhou then picked my mother up.

My mother quickly wrapped her legs around Wang Zhou's waist to avoid falling.

Wang Zhou turned around with my mother in his arms, and I could clearly see a white, fleshy penis
rubbing between my mother's legs from outside the window.

Wang Zhou lifted my mother's buttocks, making them stick up, and I could clearly see my mother's genitals from outside the window.

A pair of thick, dark labia turned outwards, through which a moist, red
vulva could be clearly seen, thick pubic hair already wet and clinging to the skin.

Wang Zhou, with his nearly sixteen-centimeter-long penis, placed the bright red glans against the entrance of my mother's vulva, then
thrust his hips upwards and downwards at the same time.

With a "whoosh," Wang Zhou's entire penis slid into my mother's vulva, and my mother threw her head back and let
out a loud "ah.

" Wang Zhou then started walking in the open space inside the room. As he walked, Wang Zhou asked my mother, "Old slut,
is this comfortable?"

"Comfortable," my mother panted.

"Really? I feel like you're still not comfortable, slut." After saying that, Wang Zhou stood up, slightly bent his knees, hugged

my mother's buttocks, pressed down hard, and thrust his hips upwards, plunging his entire penis into
my mother's vulva.

My mother cried out loudly, "It's...it's broken...it's...broken...you...be gentle
...be gentle...ah..."

But Wang Zhou ignored her cries

and continued to thrust into her forcefully. The sounds of bodies colliding, the wet, throbbing sounds of penetration, the woman's moans, and the man's rapid breathing

blended into a lewd symphony.

"It's...it's...coming," my mother suddenly cried out.

But just as she finished speaking, Wang Zhou quickly lifted her buttocks,
completely . He then walked to the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) and threw her onto the empty space. My mother, lying on the kang
, looked at Wang Zhou in confusion, her right hand involuntarily reaching towards her disheveled lower body.

Just as her right hand was about to reach her genitals, Wang Zhou leaped onto the kang and
grabbed hand.

Then, he turned my mother over, making her kneel on the kang (a heated brick bed) with her legs pressed together. Next, Wang Zhou
lifted her by her knees and carried her to my father's head. My mother gasped. Then, Wang Zhou

spread her legs apart, placing them on either side of my father's pillow, so that her genitals were facing
his sleeping face.

My mother, kneeling on top of my father, cried out, "No, no!" and tried to crawl forward.

At this moment, Wang Zhou was already kneeling behind my mother. He used his left hand to tightly grip her waist,
preventing her from crawling forward, and his right hand to slap her buttocks several times, making them immediately bright red
.

"If you move again, I'll throw your old slut's picture all over the village," Wang Zhou said fiercely.

Hearing Wang Zhou's words, my mother stopped struggling. She just began to sob softly.

"Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll run out and knock on every door, posting pictures of your cunt. You
believe me?" Wang Zhou said fiercely to my mother again.

Sure enough, my mother stopped crying, but her shoulders were still shaking.

Wang Zhou snorted triumphantly.

Chapter Two

Wang Zhou then placed his hands on my mother's waist, straightened his body kneeling behind her, and brought his
penis close to her vagina. Wang Zhou held my mother's waist and swayed his hips back and forth,
rubbing the head of his penis against my mother's vaginal opening. Because my mother had almost orgasmed earlier,
and now Wang Zhou's penis was constantly rubbing against her genitals, her body quickly reacted.

My mother moaned softly and involuntarily swayed her buttocks,
trying to thrust her vagina into Wang Zhou's penis. Wang Zhou, however, kept swaying his hips to
avoid swallowing his penis into my mother's vagina.

My mother's vagina and Wang Zhou's penis played a game of hide-and-seek, one chasing after her, trying to swallow her, the other
dodging but only briefly touching her each time. This made my mother's vagina even more itchy
and uncomfortable, causing her vagina to secrete a lot of fluid, so much so that my father's face was quickly covered in it, and even a few drops would occasionally fall into his
slightly open mouth.

Wang Zhou, behind my mother, looked
down my father, perhaps feeling thirsty, involuntarily swallowed and licked his
lips. He swallowed all the fluid from my mother's vagina that was in his mouth and on his lips. Seeing this, Wang Zhou couldn't help but smile smugly and slapped my mother's buttocks hard with his right hand. 　　"You old slut, your husband ate your fluid," Wang Zhou said triumphantly to my mother. My mother's swaying hips stopped involuntarily. 　　With a loud slap, Wang Zhou gave my mother's buttocks another heavy slap, causing her large, white buttocks to ripple. 　　"Hmph, move, you slut. Your husband's thirsty. Hurry up and move so I can grind more of my juices to quench his thirst ," Wang Zhou shouted at my mother. My mother gently wiggled her buttocks, not as vigorously as before. It seemed that Wang Zhou's words had deeply stimulated my mother, causing her to feel a strong sense of shame and self-esteem , and she tried hard to suppress her physical reactions.

Wang Zhou seemed very disappointed by my mother's reaction. He looked down at my father, sighed, and
said to my mother, "Your husband is thirsty, and you don't even care. Are you even his wife?" He then looked down
at my sleeping father and said, "Your wife doesn't care about you, but I can't ignore you. After all, we're brothers-in-law!"

Wang Zhou sighed heavily again, seemingly
pitying my father for having a wife like my mother who didn't care about her husband.

After his sigh, Wang Zhou grabbed my mother's waist and pulled her backward forcefully,
simultaneously thrusting his hips forward, plunging his entire penis into her already wet and tight
vagina. With a soft "plop," the wetness of my mother's vagina caused her to gush out a lot of vaginal fluid,
splashing onto my father's face. My mother simultaneously threw her head back and let out a loud "ah!"

Wang Zhou, kneeling behind my mother, continued to thrust into her hard, holding her waist. The sounds of their bodies
slapping together, my mother's moans, and Wang Zhou's heavy breathing intertwined in the room, creating a
lewd symphony.

While Wang Zhou was fucking my mother, he looked down at my father, who was lying on his back, his face covered in semen,
his mouth unconsciously open and swallowing. He said to my mother, "You old slut, your husband seems
really thirsty, huh? His mouth is getting wider and wider." Then Wang Zhou laughed smugly. As Wang Zhou spoke, he
clearly felt my mother's vagina tighten, becoming tighter and tighter as he spoke.

"Slut, are you getting especially excited when I talk?" Wang Zhou asked my mother with a smile, but received no
answer. A ruthless look immediately appeared on Wang Zhou's face.

Then Wang Zhou pulled out his penis from my mother, simultaneously pressing down on her waist with his left hand and
pulling her thighs back with his right. Caught off guard, my mother's upper body immediately pressed against
the quilt covering my father, pinning him down. At the same time, Wang Zhou nearly straightened her legs, pressing her
upper body tightly against the quilt on my father's body.

Her knees were on the kang (heated brick bed), her thighs and knees forming a forty-degree angle with the bed. Only my mother's large
, white buttocks were raised high, like a mountain peak suspended only three or four centimeters
above , directly facing him. Even her already disheveled pubic hair had a few wet strands hanging down,
lightly brushing against my father's face.

"You slut, if you move again, I'll really send out photos," Wang Zhou said viciously to my mother. My mother 's
body, which had just been about to straighten up, immediately froze. Then, Wang Zhou took out a small, flip-top fruit knife from his pants that he had taken off
. He then bent down and pried open my father's mouth, holding the fruit knife inside
, thus widening my father's mouth.

Wang Zhou then took out a cardboard box from his pants. He opened the box and took out a disposable
syringe that had already been filled with the liquid.

He used the needle to inject the liquid into my mother's shoulder.
As Wang Zhou had already pulled out the needle.

He glared fiercely at my mother's face, and she immediately turned away. He then
took out his phone, pressed a few keys, and placed his hand upright on the windowsill.

I was so startled when he reached for his phone that I immediately shrank back. When I looked into the room again , I
noticed that the phone's camera was pointed at the bed.

Wang Zhou looked down at my father and said, "I know you're really thirsty. I'll go down into your wife's cunt right now
and give you some water."

After saying that, Wang Zhou immediately got up and did a push-up. He placed his hands on
either side , straightened his legs, and pressed his hips against my mother's high, round buttocks, rubbing his penis against
her wet vulva. Wang Zhou leaned down and kissed my mother's shoulder, simultaneously thrusting his hips to
plunge his penis fully into her vagina again.

This time, both Wang Zhou and my mother let out a loud moan. If my father could stick out
his tongue he would easily lick the point where they were joined.

Wang Zhou exhaled a long breath, then thrust his hips back, withdrawing his penis from my mother's vagina,
leaving only the glans at the entrance. Then, he thrust his hips again,
plunging into my mother's wet vagina once more. My mother could only grip the blanket tightly with both hands, desperately trying to maintain
her position and prevent her buttocks from completely pressing against my father's face.

The vaginal fluid from where Wang Zhou and my mother were joined flowed down my mother's drooping, wet pubic hair into my father
's wide-open mouth. Because my father's mouth was stretched open and he couldn't close it,
he swallowed hard, making a very loud sound as he swallowed the vaginal fluid from Wang Zhou and my mother.

This time, Wang Zhou just fucked my mother hard, concentrating all his strength in his waist as he thrust
into her relentlessly. My mother didn't say a word, only breathing heavily. My mother just gripped
the blanket tightly with both hands, moaning softly against Wang Zhou's body.

My mother had probably almost reached orgasm just now, and being
fucked so hard by Wang Zhou in such a humiliating position made her climax quickly.

"Mmm...mmm...I'm...mmm...coming...mmm...Zhou...mmm...brother...again...
mmm...faster...mmm..." My mother suddenly shouted loudly, shaking her high, round buttocks. But Wang Zhou
didn't say anything, just fucked my mother even more desperately.

"Mmm...Zhou...brother...mmm...good...good...mmm...mmm...Zhenzhen...mmm...
I'm...mmm...mmm...coming...mmm...ah..." My mother suddenly
gripped the blanket tightly with both hands as if she wanted to tear it apart. And my mother's whole body began to tremble violently.
At the same time, my mother's buttocks slumped down, seemingly powerless, pressing against my father's face.

My mother trembled for about ten seconds before stopping. She lay on
top of my father, panting heavily.

Meanwhile, Wang Zhou simply leaned down and gently kissed my mother's shoulder, using his penis to feel
the wonderful sensation of her vaginal contractions and squeezing due to her orgasm.

"Zhenzhen, are you comfortable?" Wang Zhou asked softly, still gently kissing my mother's shoulder.
My mother. My mother slightly raised her head, turning her face, flushed from the orgasm, and shyly
whispered to Wang Zhou, "So good!"

Wang Zhou raised his head, which was lowered to kiss my mother's shoulder, and looked at her face,
saying , "My dear Zhenzhen is comfortable, but brother is still hard."

At the same time, Wang Zhou thrust his still-hard penis into my mother's wet
vagina . My mother softly hummed in agreement, and lowered her head slightly, her face full of shyness,
not daring to look at Wang Zhou.

Just then, my father, who was being pressed down by Wang Zhou and my mother, began to writhe. Because Wang Zhou and my
mother were now on top of my father, he had difficulty breathing and his body instinctively began to writhe.
Although believed in the effects of the medicine he had bought, his body still stiffened involuntarily. My mother, on the other hand, had
a hint of confusion in her eyes. She did not react as strongly as Wang Zhou.

Because Wang Zhou and my mother's genitals were still pressed against my father's face, although
most of the copious amount of vaginal fluid that my mother had ejaculated during her orgasm had sprayed into my father's open mouth, some
still splattered onto his face, making it sticky.
The pressure of my mother and Wang Zhou's genitals pressing against my father's face made him extremely
uncomfortable, even though he was in a very deep sleep, causing him to instinctively twist his head from side to side.

This movement caused his face to rub against
the area where Wang Zhou and my mother were joined. This movement caused both Wang Zhou and my mother to moan with pleasure. At the same time, Wang Zhou used his arms
to prop himself up, thrusting his hips upwards, causing my mother's buttocks to lift off my father's face.
Then, Wang Zhou pulled my mother to the side of the bed, lying on his back.

My mother lay on top of Wang Zhou, their genitals still tightly connected.

Wang Zhou, lying on his back, thrust his hips to withdraw his penis from my mother's vagina, then forcefully
twisted her body until she rolled over and lay face down on him.

He held her tightly, pressing their bodies close together, feeling
the soft , and let out a comfortable sigh. Then, Wang Zhou slapped my mother
's buttocks hard, causing her to lift her face and look at him, confused. Wang Zhou frowned,
then thrust his hips upwards, his still-erect penis slamming against my mother's lower body.

My mother immediately lowered her head shyly, looking at Wang Zhou, and slowly straightened up, her hands on his chest
.

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